#wanderer

[hitomisuzuya]

hiiii! hope you've been doing well and having a good christmas season time!!!💞

not sure if you're comfortable with writing this or not but what about wanderer with a s/o who gets overwhelmed and cries very easily during that time of the month? i just really need some fluffy fluff and you're the best at writing it 🥹

wanderer (scaramouche) x fem!reader. fluffy fluff fluff. period woes. comfort. soft scara

aww merry christmas and happy holidays to you and everyone around the world❤️ i cry very easily during that dreaded time 😭

before this happened, wanderer didn't know he would be thanking himself for having incredible foresight to buy one specific thing for you.

ah, your period. wanderer knew he wouldn't quite fully understand the monster (as he liked to call it) that was your period. he hates that he can't just purge it like he could unruly slimes screwing around too close to sumeru city.

wanderer is frozen with wide eyes. there you are, sniffling and crying with a closed light novel in your lap. he'd in a way sensed when your time of the month is coming, but it still gave him whiplash how the symptoms could suddenly rear their ugly heads at any given moment.

he couldn't imagine what it did to you.

your period also genuinely freaks him out. you are bleeding all the time, therefore you are dying. and you are always in so much pain that it hindered even your movements at times.

"why are doing that nonsense?" wanderer bristled, taking your hands off your face so you would look at him. "stop it," he hates seeing you cry. hates it. he can barely handle it.

"bu-but, the main character died at the end," your words wobbled as you sniffled, uselessly brushing tears away only for more to fall from your eyes.

"did you really like the main character that much?" he asked, glancing down at the light novel in your lap. "what was so great about him?" he was going to try and get to the bottom of this, even if he wasn't the best at expressing himself sometimes. he knew he ran the risk of sounding like an insensitive asshole and making things worse.

"no, not particularly. it's just.." you sniffled again, trailing off as your lower lip trembled.

"hm?" wanderer knew he absolutely had to be delicate in approaching this. please, just tell him how to fix it. it's always hard on him seeing you cry.

"his dog must be so lonely now. the main character promised he would come back, and animals have feelings too. i can't imagine the lonely sadness his poor doggo felt realizing his owner, who cared for him since he was a puppy, wasn't coming back," you are crying more tears now. "the main character is an only child, and his parents are dead. who would take his dog and care for him and love him now? it's just so sad," the words came tumbling out of your mouth.

you buried your face in your hands again, and wanderer let you. he knew you didn't like him seeing you cry.

as wanderer slowly processed what you said, he suddenly knew exactly what to do. he immediately turned and strode to his little hidey spot for gifts he'd gotten you. this one in particular was originally to make up for him being an asshole to you earlier in the week. who knew it would come in handy double like this.

you felt something tap the top of your head. "why don't you ask him yourself? he's right here," you opened your eyes to see wanderer holding a soft, plush dog that looked incredibly similar to the dog you are crying about in your book.

"aw, scara he is so cute," you cooed, taking the plush from him and putting it's nose against yours for a moment. wanderer is incredibly relieved that you instantly stopped crying.

"there, now he isn't going to be lonely or sad. see? he looks happy already," wanderer couldn't believe he was referring to an inanimate object like it was actually alive.

but it sure made you smile.

"he can keep you company while i run out and get some things for you. you need a new heating pad, right?" he hated how hooded your eyes looked from being in pain from cramps and body aches. he was already making a checklist in his head. pads, a heating pad. disgusting chocolate, both kinds.

"i can go with you," you started to get up.

"no. no, just stay where you are," he abruptly held up a hand to stop you from getting up. he could tell it hurt you to even move. he wasn't going to have that. he glared at you a little when you opened your mouth to protest.

sighing, he looked down at the stuffed dog in your lap as he grabbed a blanket to put around you. you would be in less pain while he was gone if you were warm. the concept of heating pads taught him that. "ask the mutt to hold down the fort for me," he knew he sounded incredibly silly, but it was worth it to him to see you smile softly up at him and nod.

before he left, you gave him a quick kiss. "thank you, scara. i love him, he is so cute. you are the absolute best," wanderer's vision on his chest lit up.

[rheiide]

a very good kitty

[rei-plswork]

He’s getting pressed fr

rematch?

[rengokusflame]

In His Eyes

Scaramouche x reader

Summary: Overwhelmed by insecurities about your appearance while staring at your reflection, Scaramouche comforts you with honest words, gentle touches and a reminder of your worth in his eyes

The room was quiet, illuminated only by the soft glow of the moonlight filtering through the window. You stood in front of the mirror, staring at your reflection with a mixture of discontent and sadness. Your hands brushed over your figure as doubt crept into your mind. The flaws you thought you saw seemed to mock you, louder than any reassurance you’d ever been given.

You sighed, your shoulders slumping as you wrapped your arms around yourself.

“What are you doing?”

The voice startled you, sharp and familiar. Turning quickly, you found Scaramouche standing in the doorway, his arms crossed, his sharp violet eyes narrowed in concern—or was it annoyance?

“N-nothing,” you stammered, trying to shield yourself from his gaze.

His frown deepened as he stepped into the room, the usual arrogance in his stride tempered by something softer. “Don’t lie to me.”

You bit your lip, unable to meet his eyes. “I was just... thinking. About how I look. About how I don’t measure up.”

Scaramouche stared at you for a long moment before letting out a low sigh. “Tch. Ridiculous.”

Your heart sank at his words, and you turned back to the mirror, muttering, “I knew you’d say something like that.”

Before you could retreat further into your thoughts, you felt his hands on your shoulders, firm yet gentle. He spun you around to face him, his expression unreadable.

“You don’t get it, do you?” he said quietly, his voice unusually soft.

“Get what?” you asked, your voice barely above a whisper.

“How beautiful you are.”

Your breath hitched as he leaned in, his forehead resting against yours. “You think I’d waste my time with someone who wasn’t extraordinary? You think these supposed ‘flaws’ matter to me?”

“But—”

“No,” he interrupted, his hands sliding down to your waist. “No buts. You’re perfect as you are.”

His words, though blunt, carried a sincerity that made your chest tighten. He tilted your chin up, forcing you to meet his gaze. “You don’t need to change a thing. If I can see how incredible you are, why can’t you?”

You opened your mouth to argue, but he silenced you with a kiss—soft, slow, and filled with an affection he rarely showed so openly. His hands traced gentle patterns on your sides, grounding you in his touch.

When he finally pulled back, his eyes softened in a way that was rare and precious. “Stop doubting yourself. If you can’t see it yet, then I’ll remind you every day until you do.”

Tears welled in your eyes as you nodded, his words breaking through the walls of insecurity you’d built.

“Good,” he murmured, pulling you into a protective embrace. “Because I’ll never stop loving you exactly as you are.”

....

This was generated by chatgpt

Yes I did use AI to write these one shots. I didn't do it for the likes or to get hate from anyone. I personally read one shots when I feel overwhelmed or empty. They elicit feelings of joy or comfort. I couldn't find one shots that captured my feelings so I asked chatgpt to write me one for comfort. It was so beautifully written and made me feel understood so I wanted to share it on here with others who might need it too. I'm sorry if I offended anyone but I don't deserve the hate, no one deserves hate unless they do something inhumane. Please think before you comment and try to hurt someone's feelings.

[ange--lique]

meow! 🐈‍⬛

[rei-plswork]

Holy shit. 2 years too late but I’m begging for this story

Another genshin idea that involves isekai because my heart craves the comfort of escapism. Reader partially god in a way-

   Also please beware this is a little long

   Reader gets isekai’d to teyvat, but it was like- a really long time ago, about 500 years or more before the current timeline. They arrive in Teyvat and decide to keep a journal with them to record there adventures in Teyvat.  The reader is somewhat immortal, they can live forever and still look the same. The reader will still get hurt and can die, but they can still ‘respawn’ again, but at a cost. The reader would lose their memories each time they died, and the reader is not aware of this ability so they assume they just got isekai’d recently every time they wake up.

   In Kheanriah, reader becomes close to Dainsleif and the two become friends. But then something happened and reader dies and Dainsleif is absolutely devastated, and he keeps the reader’s notebook with him now.

  In another life, the reader had befriended the yakshas. But then one of the yakshas accidentally kill the reader due to karmic energy and dies again, Xiao has one of the notebooks the reader has as well.

  In the next life, you encountered yokai, a kitsune, a tengu and an oni, and somehow, the electro archon. But reader dies again, being killed by a giant snake *cough* Orobashi *cough*. Reader’s notebook was never fully recovered, but a few pages were saved and were under the possession of Yae Miko in the current timeline.

  Another time, you woke up in old monstadt, and the nameless bard found you and you two became friends(but like- in an actual romantic-ish relationship…) and Venti in his little pixie form witnessed that shit. But of course, in a very shakespearean way, the lovebirds die together after the revolution. Venti recovered the lyre, and had found some pages of the journal as well. In memory of the two, he turned the pages into poetry and sung them in taverns.

  And then in another life, you woke up around the shores of tatarasuna, just right in front of shakkei pavillion. You later found Kunikuzushi somewhere and became friends with him, later on Katsuragi found you and took you both to Mikage furnace, you obviously remember the shit that went down here, and for some reason a part of you started getting a litttllleeee interested in Niwa Hisahide. But then Dottore killed him, Kuni is trauma and you ran after him because you felt guilty about not being able to save Niwa and whatever the hell happened back at the furnace. You run away with Kuni and find the child and take care of him together, but then the child dies and Kuni burns the house down. You try to follow him again, but he pushes you away. In a literal sense, he pushed you off a cliff by accident and he regrets it. He keeps your notebook with him at all times, for some reason.

  Somewhere along the line you woke up in Inazuma again, but then meets Kazuha and Tomo. They become really close until the vision hunt and sakoku decree came up and Tomo went to challenge god. But this time, reader is actually able to save Tomo from getting titty sword’d and gets literally killed by the Musou no Hitotachi. Ei just felt something really wrong after that, didn’t figure it out until she came out of her hidey hole. Kazuha and Tomo run away and Kazuha is just a tinyyyyy bit angry about the fact Tomo literally got the reader killed but gets over it quickly. Instead of Kazuha escaping with Tomo’s vision, he escapes with a very alive Tomo and a mildly burnt journal by a not so alive writer.

   The reader wakes up from each life and forget each previous lives, reader cannot recall their old lives anymore. But somewhere in the golden apple archipelago, there is a cave that contains some records of the reader’s past lives. When more notebooks began stacking up, the same message appears in the beginning of every notebook.

    “This is not your first life.”

   Finally, the reader wakes up on Starfell coast, washed up on the beach. Traveller finds them and takes them in. Now along with Paimon, the reader and traveller explore teyvat together and the reader slowly starts relearning about what happened in each of their past lives, and things happen:)

(I might decide to write this, but only if you beg hard enough-)

[azewritessillystuff]

It’s in my mind

Wanderer who considerer you the only thing to never betray him.

Wanderer who loved you with all his heart yet knew he was merely a boss to you.

Wanderer who never tried to be something more in the fear of hurting you.

Wanderer who did everything he could from a distance to keep you safe.

Wanderer who could only laugh when he saw your remains in ash.

Ash. Reduced to lowly ash…

Wanderer who didn’t allow himself any tears. Clenching his fists so tight it bled, he walked away.

Wanderer who never got over you.

Wanderer who still kept your portrait in his room.

Wanderer who took all items from your room before it was cleared.

Wanderer who hugged a small doll he had made in your likeness everynight.

Wanderer who eventually made his way to sumeru.

Wanderer, who in his quest to be a god, secretly hoped that perhaps his newfound power could bring you back

Wanderer who knew that hope was futile but couldn’t accept you were gone forever.

Wanderer who, when he erased himself from Irminsul, last thought was you.

Wanderer who, without his memories, saw you again.

Wanderer who just could feel the tugging sensation in his heart. He knew there was…something about you.

Wanderer who was tapped in the back by the stall owner, snapping out of the daze.

Wanderer who’s first priority, once regaining his memories, was to find you.

Wanderer who could only sigh when he found you in the academia-as his research partner.

Wanderer who found every excuse to work on homework, research or even essays from different subjects in your room.

Wanderer who tried his very best to act kind when he was with you.

Wanderer who loved when you laughed.

Wanderer who didn’t mind when you giggled, seeing his tight smile when he tried to seem welcoming when you introduced him to your friends.

Wanderer who never forced anything with you, taking it slow. He swore to himself he’d use his next century’s worth of patience.

Wanderer who’d treat you to meals outside of the academia.

Wanderer who never expected Nahida to come across you two in one of these excursions.

Wanderer who’s face started to turn cherry red when Nahida pointed between the two of you and covered her mouth in shock.

Wanderer, who once he was alone again with Nahida, was bombarded with questions.

Wanderer who would stutter over every reply, especially one to ‘Is she your girlfriend!?’

Wanderer who whined that Nahida was teasing him, drawing out a giggle.

Nahida who became you two’s greatest wingman, always making you two had every chance to be together.

Wanderer who was obviously suspicious-every partnership or group activity ended up with you two.

Wanderer who slowly realized that his classmates were ‘shipping’ you too.

Wanderer who noticed Sethos seemed down ever since you two were unofficially dating.

Wanderer who, despite everything, wouldn’t have it any other way.

[milkstretch]

pt.2 of the “horny but won’t give in” post lol

[ikimaru]

memes in sumeru 👌

[scaramarrymexoxo]

SKSKSKS I NEEDED THIS🤭🤭🤭

I just think they’re neat 🥺

I was not expecting hoyo to give them to us, but I am thrilled! 😂

[cilorine]

the girlies summer vacation 🫧˚˖𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒✧˚.🧚🏻‍♀️ featuring scara i guess

this year's summer event cast are a funny mix! happy go lucky girls and then there's mr. grumpy lmao #itsnotaphasemom

[kindrehd]

congrats on the new child king

[kitkaloid]

smallest mom in the world. very quick colors on a very old sketch

[krystalmelodie]

That one friend who never takes their own advice 🤡

[jeunn-a]

my man