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[xazse]

So about the Shouki no Kami x reader, while we're fighting Scaramouche's boss we get injured and some pieces of our clothes are already ruined, causing Scaramouche to feel umm. Yk 🫣

HUMILIATION

Synopsis: Your ruined clothing definitely catches Scaramouches attention.

Notes: Hi I enjoyed writing this, I must tell you that it’s completely consensual and reader was free to leave whenever she pleased but chose to indulge in scaras antics! + I do have other requests but they are just asking for a part 2 of something, I’d love to work on it but id rather work on some new stuff.

Pairings: Scaramouche x fem!reader

Warnings: Pussy eating + crying + manhandling + mean!Scara + dom!scara + overstimulation + smut + not proofread + creampie + begging

“Die insolent woman, you’ve been a pain in my side for the longest.”

Scaramouche points Shouki no Kami’s hand at you, he can’t choose which way he wants to kill you, with all the elements in his very hands it’s hard. He wants to make you suffer for as long as possible: wants your screams to fill the room as you beg for mercy, maybe you’ll even cry he’d enjoy that the most.

He bares you one more final look your face dirty and ragged, coughing up your own blood, his eyesight falls a little lower and he pauses. Your shirt was ripped with large tear; exposing your bra, it’s white and basic but nonetheless he can see the fat of your boob spilling out: clearly the bra doesn’t fit you as well as you think it does. Your shorts are a tattered mess as well.

He halts the beam to stare and maybe even admire you a little, He won’t lie and say he hasn’t felt a little bit of attraction at just how desperate you are to kill him, every battle you’ve had with him ends with him fleeing after taking a damaging hit or he’s managed to knock you unconscious, why he hadn’t killed you those times is because he’d wanted you to live with the humiliation, but now that he’s in the final steps of his plan he no longer sees the need to toy with you.

Looking at you longer starts to stir some of those lewd feelings he knows he shouldn’t have for you, it’s merely sexual nothing romantic, he deems you aren’t on his level for him to see you that way, doesn’t matter you’ll be dead in a few.

But… Ever since becoming sentient and reaching the age of maturity, Scara hasn’t laid with any women. As a way of relief when he was alone he’d find himself grabbing and groping at his cock, such a thing had an impact on his body and mind it aggravated him that men had to go through that, it did feel pretty good though when he reached his peak.

He supposes in this moment that you’d be the perfect specimen for him to have sex with, you should be honored you’ll be the first woman to take what humans call his virginity.

You attempt to grab your pole arm but find it getting knocked all the way across the room with just a flick of the giant robots finger. You feel completely defenseless, at least the comfort of knowing you went down with a fight will provide some relief, you close your eyes as you await your death.

Footsteps can be heard behind you, the bastard wants to kill you with his own hands? His steps are slow and steady as he approaches you, when he finally does he kicks you over you groan in pain at just the force of the kick, you’re now on your stomach when he sits down and puts his entire weight on your back.

“I’d kill you right now but I have other uses for you”

“Just get it over with” you seethe through clenched teeth

“And miss the chance to further humiliate you? I don’t think so. I could kill you right now or I could fuck you then let you leave orrrr you can leave and run back to your family with your tail inbetween your legs. Your choice either way you’ll die sooner or later it doesn’t matter to me”

Your lip quirks upwards and you resist the urge to burst out laughing

“Not so popular with the women? Knew you were a hopeless virgin,” you giggle a little before continuing “is that why youre so hell bent on destruction? You just needed some pussy?”

Scaramouche’s expression darkens but you can’t see that, he won’t allow you to.

“You’ve got a mouth on you, always have.” “I think that’s why breaking you down has been so fun”

You shrug “I’ll indulge you Scaramouche” you huff out, “I don’t need to guide you through it right?” You tease.

“No need, I’ll have you crying on my cock begging for more.” He tears off the remainings of your shirt, your shorts are next as he descards the fabrics somewhere else, you aren’t getting those back you sigh loudly.

He places his hand under your stomach in a way you’re arching: ass up and face smooshed into the cold hard floor. You don’t process it as quickly as you should but next thing you know you can feel the cool open breeze on your parts, bastard even ruined your underwear. He admires you once again, staring at your cute cunt as it’s begging to be filled and fucked, he’ll give you just that.

First he decides that he wants to taste you, wants to figure out why people enjoy pussy as much as they do.

He bends down a little, having him eye level with your cunt makes you feel a little embarrassed and your body a little hot, you’ve never been eaten out before if he does- you lurch forward when his tongue licks a stripe up. He thinks he didn’t really get a good taste so he licks another, and another until he’s full on licking and sucking directly on your hole.

“Ohh..mnh-“ you use your hand to close your mouth, you don’t want to give him the satisfaction. But fuck does it feel so good, he hasn’t even found your clit yet and you don’t think you’ll be able to hold back anything.

He starts getting messy with his tongue work, it was messy before but now it feels dirty. You know you’re becoming wetter by the second and he isn’t wasting even a second to lick up the essence that leaks out. This position isn’t doing it for him anymore so he flips you onto your back, immediately he dives right back into sucking, when he accidentally brushes over your clit and sees the sweet whine that slips past he does it again to make sure he heard you right, tracing over the bud you once again make the noise but even sweeter.

“Scara-Ah..ngh”

His arms wrap around your thighs, he doesn’t even seem the least bit bothered that you’re caging his head in, he’s completely in tune with sucking on your wet sloppy clit. All you can do is take it and cry small whimpers of his names, you don’t know whether you want him to stop the pleasure or continue it.

His shorts begin to constrict as he starts to grow hard, they feel tight around him and he feels the need to loosen them up, his hand dips below his waist and into them, his fingers grope his cock roughly, the damn thing definitely has a mind of its own as established earlier. It’s already leaking precum into his hands.

He stands up on his knees, you obediently don’t close your legs, leaving them wide open, a little bit of licking has your eyes clouded and lusty, he thinks you definitely now deserve to feel the stretch of his cock.

He tugs his waistband just below his heavy balls, you stare openly too, he’s fucking big, you had never expected that from his small stature. He knows he is too with the condescending smirk on his face, clearly proud of what he has. It’s more thick than it is long, girth was not lost on him, you advert your gaze fully.

“What are you doing? Look at me clearly woman, none of that shy stuff now.” He leans in and pulls your bra down, useful for later he supposes.

He stokes himself a few times, making sure your eyes are trained on every stroke and every dribble of pre that cascades down his length. He taps his cock against your clit eliciting a sharp rise in your chest. His cock is placed against your wet hole and pushes in, he only gets a little past the tip before you’re whiny voice picks up and telling him to stop for a moment, he does obey to let you breathe.

As he sits and waits he can feel just how hot you are, he bets putting it even deeper will have him seeing stars.

He starts pushing in again, repeating the words relax as you tense up every so often, he isn’t going to fucking kill you. Your tight cunt starts to slowly adjust and pull him in, it gets warmer and warmer the deeper he goes.

“You’ve been- mhn..- fucked? How come you’re so damn tight?” It’s clearly starting to affect him, serves the dick right.

It’s not long before he’s got his full hard cock deep inside you, his chest is connected to yours as he lifts up his hips to slam right back down into you.

“So… ooh my god” his hips can’t stop fucking into you, your gummy walls just adds so much more stimulation, it’s filthy and gross the loud sounds of his balls slapping against your ass or your equally lewd moans of his name drive everything so much higher. His chest is rubbing against your nipples when he goes up and down, they feel raw and extra sensitive adding ontop of the pleasure.

He’s using you like a damn toy to reach his peak, it feels different than when he would use his hands, his balls feel heavier and he feels the need to empty them, empty them right inside your sopping cunt.

You take your fingers and begin rubbing wildly at your clit.

He’s been hitting a certain spot inside of you, but when he inches his hips a way, he hits it directly.

“Pleas- please again-“ “deeper-deeper Scara.”

It’s embarrassing how you’re full on crying it feels so good, too good, you can’t help but cry from the amount of pleasure you’re feeling, no man you’ve ever come across has had his size nor the way he keeps hitting that spot.

He gives you one more stroke and you whine his name the loudest since he had you bent over on all fours. Your pussy gushes and cums around his cock, that nasty white ring shines so much when he looks at where you’re connected for a slight moment but he quickly returns to your face: mouth slightly agar as you take wide gulps of air from just how powerful that orgasm was.

You weakly try to slide up and slip his cock out of you, he’s quick to slam right back in to the hilt.

“That’s not fair, I haven’t came yet, I think you can spare a few more hours” he taps your cheek lightly in a mocking manner.

“You can can’t you?” He purrs out so seductively.

“I’can” you slur out slowly looking so fucked out and In scaras terms ready for another orgasm just like that one.

He keeps fucking into you, even if his cock is soaked in just your cum, or when he switched positions to him standing and holding you with your arms wrapped around his neck whilst he fucks up into your pussy. The floor decorated with your juices just drive him to keep ruining you. When he finally does cum it’s mind-blowing, he bites down so hard on your neck that you think it drew blood. It muffles his loud groan as his balls constrict and he’s filling you with his load, you think the virgin will stop and be one and done but he isn’t, he pauses to breathe but starts bouncing you up and down on his cock all over again.

Scaramouche thinks he actually wants you alive, wants to keep feeling your hot pussy milk him nonstop, he’s interrupted in his thoughts with you weakly begging for more, you’re so fucking gross, wanting to be filled with more of his cum regardless of your hatred for him.

[opal-owl-flight]

Can you please tell us more about Neo4. What's their background.

“I need your help.”

Thing is -- I dont exactly own that character! Hes owned by @pastille-pain ... I asked them abt his deets, so here it is under the readmore!

His recruitment by 3 is also under the readmore :) (+more notes abt pre-sploon3)

(From my pal)

My Precious Soy Sauz

Aka croissant

Where he comes from is inkopolis

Lived there his whole life actually. A very sheltered kid due to being raised by grandparents that were in Octaria at one point. So they wanted to make sure nothing really happened to him

An only child but he had his cousin (Nakji, Takoyaki) of the three, he'd be the middle child with Nakji and the youngest.

He's got two friends (three if we count malachite -- the smallfrt) outside of the platoon. Dulce, and (unfortunately) Scara

He dating Melon (oc of mine), we know this

Kinda funny it started as her just battling with him cause he was good but then it turned something more

His time before the platoon was mostly

"Hey are you related to that Sauz idol?" Or "hey, you related to that Sauz wrestler?" It got annoying very quickly so he started introducing himself as croissant and nothing else

Aside from that, if he wasn't turfing he was at home reading or watching shows. Guys a very boring person

He's a pretty big OTH fan...

All this above is still the same even while being apart of the platoon minus the constant questions about his relatives and adding college into the mix

He can do some really cool shit when he's focused (like absolutely demolish competition in turf) but he's also easily distracted so I think you can imagine how that goes

His stress relief is shopping (mostly window shopping, very rarely does he actually buy anything)

He never gets too mad but we know the face if he does

Fun fact, you will never catch this man in pants

Short and anything else

Not pants

The only time he's ever seen wearing pants is in his agent gear and that's cause it's what was given to him.

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Heres a bonus too, of 3s recruitment of him!

It was a turfing match, and theyve been watching the krak-on user the whole round. They took note of how he responded to stress, to bad calls, and how he acted on his own following calls he had judged as bad. Once it was over, they followed the team into the lobby.

They stand tall against the doorframe theyre leaning against, presence as cold and as commanding as ever.

(Nevermind that Croissant is taller AND older than them, that squid is intimidating as FUCK)

A whistle, calling the team over.

"|May I have a word?|" they sign, "|Ive been watching your team turf for the last few rounds.|"

Scara, the team captain, spits a "Who the FUCK are you."

3s eyebrows raise in surprise. But they should expect it... casual turfers dont usually know their name.

They went to the smaller leagues for a reason. If something happened to a big name in the scene, and its found that they had something to do with it-

No. No. They mentally shake their head. They are NOT picking this person because they are going to be fucking canon fodder.

"|Who I am is not important. Not much, anyway.

I am... interested in one of your teammates.|"

a nod towards Croissant. "|As a krak-on user myself, his performance has impressed me.|"

"Has he now. You seen our losses?? Are you making fun of us??"

"|He has great potential.|" they sign, ignoring the outburst. "|I would like to...|" theres a slight pause. "|...train with him.|"

"I can train my team perfectly, all by myself. Get lost."

They give a cold stare back. "|Im sure that has worked very well for you thus far.|"

The captain didnt seem to want to back down. 3 continues, ear twitching.

"|This request was not aimed towards you, anyway. Im asking him.|"

"BUT-"

"|I want to hear HIS answer.|"

A test. 3 saw that Scara was pushing him around and the only reason they won the match was bc Croissant decided to go his own way. Will he go his own way now?

"Well I know he'll choose to stick with me-"

"Oh I'd love to train with you I like helping others :D"

"You weren't supposed to say that."

3 nods. "|It begins now. Come. We have much to discuss. And as for you.|"

They clack their beak. "|Captain to captain. You need to listen to your teammates more.|"

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Once they are in a more private space...

"|Training is only one part of the deal.

I apologize for not being upfront. This is a matter of national security, and I cannot mention much about it beyond base.|"

I suppose Croissant hasnt heard...or at least, isnt into much of the so-called Hero of Inkadia thats plastered everywhere in Inkopolis? If he was, hed at least start thinking of all that being like... "wait all that media was based on something real???"

(3 mentioning national security and a base may also inspire thoughts of "wow this squid's a fucking nerd...")

"|You are free to reject my request if you feel unfit for the task at hand. But where are my manners? I have yet to formally introduce myself.

Topside, I am known as FOR3VRFRSH. Here, I am the Captain of the New Squidbeak Splatoon.

I suppose youve heard of such a force...? No?|

Mm.

|Just know that we keep Inkadia more or less safe from nation-destroying threats.|"

He accepts the offer... but he also wasn't thinking too hard on it cause he saw an opportunity to step away from Scara and took it immediately.

3 nods, beckoning him towards the sewer line. As they walked backwards into base, they signed to him. "|From this point onwards, you will be referred to as Agent...Four.|"

Theres a very slight waver of their hand as they signed the number.

"|You show much promise, from what Ive observed in turf. Dont disappoint me.|"

"The only person I disappoint is that guy, but he's just very critical-"*

Theres a glint in 3s eye, a look of amusement... "|...Overly critical is putting it lightly.|"

"I promise to do my best still."

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3 introduces him as the new Agent 4 and I feel Marie just scrunches her nose a bit. Then sees the look in 3s eye...

To the folks from the regions around 3s home (Callie, Marie, Cuttlefish), theyre not subtle about missing her.

[primojade]

𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄, 𝐀𝐓 𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓.

“ your arms are the safest haven in this chaotic world we live in. ”

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘 | Different scenarios where he questions, and discovers what love truly was, at long last.

𝐂𝐖 / 𝐓𝐖 | gn!reader x wanderer and albedo (separate); fluff, hurt to reverse comfort; cursing; self-hatred for the boys 😭; scara threatens to end ei in his mind 💦 let me know if I missed anything!

𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒 | this is a very self indulgent fic I thought of when watching the 3.3 live stream yesterday 😭 I just added albedo because i'm a simp, okay xD otherwise this is supposed to be scara-centric 👀

Masterlist

The Wanderer always knew that his mother viewed him as a failed creation, knew that she never loved him the way she adored her sister. 

He even knew that the Raiden Shogun never loved him. 

His whole life, the puppet never saw true love, never knew what true love looked like, was afraid of the aspects and emotions that caused love. 

What he thought was love was so sick and twisted. What he thought was love was drowned in emotional abuse and abandonment. What he thought was love all ended up so wrong, so absolutely fucked up. How could he possibly let himself trust again?  

The thing meant to do good for the people, only caused more harm in the end. He put his trust in three people once, and nothing good came out of it. 

The Wanderer would—could—never trust again. 

(But he did trust again.)

Despite this, a closed off boy, a nearly broken puppet beyond repair, fell in love deeply. Simply craving the affection his mother never gave him. Craving physical touches and gentle words from the strange person he recently met.

No wonder the puppet feared what he never had, never dreamed of having. Feeling anything beyond pain and suffering and loss was foreign and unnatural. Allowing such feelings when hating his mother and everyone in the world by the second felt selfish and he hated himself, hated himself, absolutely despised himself over it.  

The Wanderer seemed to change by the days that passed, sometimes it felt more like merely an hour, or minutes that passed by. A boy in absolute terror who cried out for his mother in the past, wanting to hug her, to choke her by the neck, to hear her called him her son, wanted her dead, wanted her suffering in the same way he does.

He had suffered since his creation. A case of Nature vs Nurture; where nurture is superior, and the puppet is left completely alone. 

The wandering eccentric persona, his persona as Kunikuzushi, the cruel Balladeer of the Fatui, the persona he showed to the Tsaritsa and her Harbingers, the persona he showed to the Dendro Archon, the persona he showed the rest of the world…the persona he showed to you.

Among them, which one was the real him? 

Scientific theories stated that people have multiple facets, slightly different personalities that are all ours. Personalities that rebounded social cues curated by the situations and people we are around. Our need to fit in, our need for self fulfilling is what makes us have these multiplying and seemingly infinite forms. 

So, why did it feel so wrong?

On the days when missions and commissions cut a bit too close, he wasn’t afraid to die. Nahida would give him another long lecture about not being invincible, and somewhere along, you would reprimand him for being so careless with himself. He hated how much you and the Dendro Archon could see through his tough farce. 

"...Why do you even give a shit about me?"

"I give a shit about you not dying, idiot, about not having the godsdamn Fatui on our asses because you wanted to plot revenge."

"Shut up, [Name]."

Even the Wanderer knew it was a lie. You cared, Nahida cared. Even the Traveller and their annoying talking companion cared too in their own ways.

But could they really blame him? It's inevitable and hard to change, no matter how hard he tried. Worthless, incompetent beings like him were only doomed to suffer should they allow themselves to feel.

It's what he was, all he was, all he should ever be allowed to be. 

"...Wanderer, I love you."

"...A horrible decision. You could have so much better. Why put yourself in so much danger? You should be with someone safe and reliable. I am a cruel man, [Name], you know that. I could kill you if I—"

"...I know you spent your entire life listening to empty promises and hurtful words. I know it’s hard for you to believe me, but it doesn’t make me love you anything less, you know. And I certainly would never leave you for it. Wanderer, I want to be with you. And I’ll show you by staying by your side, by cheering on you, by taking care of you until the end of time.

"...Why I choose you? Because you’re clever, and extremely intelligent. You’re intuitive, you know when something’s wrong with me. When you told me the truth about yourself, I never felt afraid, it made me want to stay by you, stay with you, be with you more. You love so hard, Wanderer, that you don’t realise how much you care and how much you're hurting yourself in return. You pretend to hide it away because you’ve only been hurt time and time again. But I could see it. I see beyond that ruthless persona you painted yourself into was the real you. I see the Wanderer that Nahida sees as a son. I see the Wanderer that the Traveller puts their trust into no matter how many times he had tried to hurt them.

'"...I see the Wanderer that would put his life on the line for someone he loves, who holds me close to him while we sleep at night. The one that nuzzles his head into my neck before waking up to make the best breakfast I’ve ever had. The one who wants to sit and stargaze and take care of flowers and feel the wind, though begrudgingly.

"The one who wants a normal life, a happy and safe life. Who wants a family and warmth and love and protection. I know, I love you because I know. I love you because perhaps some higher power beyond made us destined to be together despite all the hurt and betrayal. But my free will, my own heart won’t let you slip away—even you yourself say otherwise. I love you so much."

"...I…" I love you so much, too. "...A truly horrible decision, really. You will regret sticking your nose with my business, idiot."

"...Call me whatever you like. But I know I will have no regrets being with you. So, come here. Don’t hold back those tears either, I’m here no matter what."

There was so much that the once broken puppet wished he could say, but he held back for the sake of preserving whatever dignity he had left. But he was completely floored once again by you. Left speechless, and teary eyed, crying inwardly into your shoulder as you whispered comforts and soothing affirmations. Holding him close, rubbing his back in a way that made the anxieties slip away.

This wasn’t the end. He was aware that the insecurities and anger and doubts would bubble up again soon. However, you would be there even then, providing the same stability and affection he needed, he wanted. Time will just keeps on going and turning, but surely the pain, little by little, like grains of sand in a hourglass, will fade away.

Whether this unexplainable feeling was happiness, content, love, or entirely something else…perhaps it should not matter anymore.

Because not all that wanders were lost—at least not anymore. And despite lacking a physical heart, the Wanderer felt it, at long last.

Multiple theories stated that a person is either left brained or right brainedーeither drowned in the world of alchemical codes and mathematical and logical equations, or simply buried knee deep in the latest light novels and in their wildest imaginations. Those with a left brain are logical and cynical. Right brains being artistic and emotional. 

Then, why was it that despite the hours spent fretting over alchemical codes, studying numerical equations, drowning x, y and z; Albedo developed a knack for the arts? 

Sure enough, he was good at alchemy, so much that he could be called a genius of the century, they say. He was intellectually capable of impossible memorisation and observation. So, if learning were as easy as a-b-c…

Why was there the want, the need, to indulge himself in loving you? 

The engagement to have the creative liberty and freedom to live his life with you—that wasn’t what he was known for, was it, now? That was not what he was created for. 

Alchemy and calculations tossed to the side in order to succumb to a foreign feeling like a hopeless romantic, yet Albedo should not feel. He had no right to feel. Artificial humansーa homunculusーlike himself were not meant to feel. 

But, what if he fell in love? 

So, what if suddenly he wanted to draw romantic starry sketches about someone he pine for?

Someone that, despite his numerous attempts to gently push away, only pulled him closer? 

If he were to suddenly be inspired by contemporary romance, that was no one’s concern, but his own. 

Does it feel wrong, however.

Enjoying life created deep depths of bitterness and abandonment. All the sketches, his greatest achievements, and glaringly successful alchemy experiments in the world, felt absolutely meaningless when Albedo thought about his place—where he ought to stand in this world. 

Perhaps that in itself became the reason for his artistic endeavors—emotions bottled up for so long they had been forgotten. It was common, he supposed. Forgetting memories was a consequence of heartless indifference after all, whether they are artificial or natural beings.

Albedo was not quite certain what to feel. Was it anger? Disappointment? Maybe self-hatred for his own existence? Did he feel love? Or was it merely compensation for the years upon years of loneliness and abandonment? 

If Albedo developed feelings for you, the strange person who showed him romantic affection, was it really, truly, love? Was that what it really meant to feel this so-called…true love?

He wasn't certain, that one was for sure. The alchemist could solve an array of problems that would give the seven mysteries of Teyvat a run for its money, could pinpoint the exact ingredients for his never ending experiments, but love…

Love remained the greatest unsolved mystery for him. 

Was it fair to you? 

No.

Didn’t it make him feel like a hypocrite to proclaim his love to you when he didn’t even know what love truly was? 

Yes.

The psychological repercussions of overthinking and intelligence becomes, if it comes to this endevours, a daily nightmare for him indeed.

As much as Albedo tried to be loving, it scared him—terrified him that you would one day wake up and leave him. That this whole thing was a mere fickle dream or a heartless trick of his mind to ease his burdens, and then he’d be alone again, abandoned and lost. Left alone in his strange fascination for alchemy and mysteries, pretending like nothing really mattered, an indifferent alchemist. 

It's what he was, all he was, all he should ever be allowed to be.  

"—Hey. Hey! Albedo? Hehe, you finally looked at me! Could you tell me what’s on your mind?"

"...I really should not. It would merely burden you and—"

"...Nope. Don’t start with that, silly. How many times do I have to tell you that bottling up your emotions will do more harm than good? Plus, I’m always here willing to listen to you."

That’s what he loved about you. Always caring for him. Always firm and assertive when you knew you were in the right. You never backed down, especially if the enemies came from his foreign emotions. 

"...I...I'm terrified,"

"...on the inside?"

"Yes. I just—I was wondering…how do I know if I’m...truly in love with you?"

"Hmm. When I do this, what do you feel?"

"Um…well—heh—my heart starts beating faster."

"...Your cheeks are red, too."

"...And I want to kiss you, truly."

"Why is that?"

"I'm not certain. There’s this fascinating magnetic pull inside me that makes me want to hold you close to me, kiss you senseless, and never let you stray away. I want to tease you nearly to tears, then be the person you could rely on. There's this peculiar feeling that cannot wait to give you everything you ever wanted in the world. Its strange, truly strange, but even more strange enough, I felt...very content."

"Do I make you happy, then?"

"Very, very much. You have no idea."

"...Bedo, I think you just figured out what love is on your own."

My. So, he did love you.

He loved Klee, too. Albeit not the same way as you, but the way a big brother loves his little sister should have, the way family was supposed to be. He loved his Master as well in a maternal sense, and all of his friends and comrades. The want to keep them safe, the teasing, the inexplicable happiness he felt around them, it was all love, all along. 

Albedo would say he had you to thank for helping him realise. But he knew you well enough that you would say that maybe you did help, but for you, it was all himself. You just patiently hinted it out to him to figure out on his own.

Albedo loved you rather intensely, he discovered. And being with you is love in and of itself, at long last.

TAGLIST (let me know if you want to be added in my future works!): @samarill , @maehemthemisfit , @chocogi

[razorblade180]

Mind at work

[teapot]

Aether:*stares at Abyss Domain list*…

Kokomi:Trying to figure out a strategy? We did manage to reach the bottom, though I’ll admit are performance was somewhat lacking.

Aether:It’s no one’s fault. You did exactly what you were supposed to. It’s just weird. Our group is pretty big and aren’t exactly slackers. I feel like I’m overlooking something.

Kokomi:For the most part, foes want to get personal so grouping isn’t a problem. I do feel as if something is amiss. *stares at second half* Is there really no team naturally fitted for this.

Aether and Kokomi:Hmmm….!?

Kokomi:Aether?

Aether:Yeah I see it.

xxxxx

Bennett:It’s been awhile since the for of us hung out. I missed you guys!

Xingqui:The feeling is mutual. Though I wish it was for calmer circumstances.

Xiangling:I’m just glad it’s finally over. Never thought I’d be this rusty. *slouches* how many did we get?

Chongyun:*sitting on boss* if I counted correctly, thirty two. That’s progress.

Bennett:Free cheers for a good run. Hip hip-

CXXB:Hooray!

xxxxxx

Aether:I can live in peace now.

Kokomi:I can’t. We’re one star short of another bonus.

Aether:Let it go~ *lays down* this is already better than I hoped.

Kokomi:*looking at list* Technically speaking…do we really need to send a crowd controller when the majority of the foes want to run at people? What if for the first half we asked someone who’s just really strong and willing to face immense danger the majority of the run.

Aether:(I should really help Itto’s development more often. Only other person who might fit that description is-) *sits up* I can call some people. It won’t matter though if second half is too slow. Too bad electro teams aren’t that good on that half.

Kokomi:*scratches head* What a weird group of enemies. Me helping Miko would’ve been perfect along side Nahida and Dehya. We could ask Yoimiya again?

Aether:Do you think she’ll survive?

Kokomi:*sighs* I’m good but I’m not good. The group falls apart with consistent power, but lots of our heavy hitters bruise easily or aren’t suited well enough for a full manageable run. We need balance.

Aether:Who doesn’t care at all about the Thunder Manifestation besides Yoi-….*zips down the hall*

Kokomi:I guess he found the answer.

Aether:*opens door* Hey, wanna go to floor 12?

Yanfei:Where’s Yoimiya!?

Aether:You have a shield and are all pyro attacks.

Yanfei:…Is Kokomi coming?

Kokomi:*yells* Yes!

Yanfei:I’ll do my best.

xxxxx

Consecrated beasts: *unconscious*

Scara:*sitting on one*….

Zhongli:What’s he doing?

Diona:Judging if this went well or not. It’s kinda his way criticizing.

Faruzan:Hmph, the lad is just incapable of actually giving a decent compliment; even after doing so much for him! At best he’ll say “well it looks like you actually can do something.” Ugh, it drives me mad.

Scara:*turns around* ….. *thumbs up*

Zhongli:Looks like he’s satisfied.

FD: (Genuine praise!? What’s gotten into him!?)

Scara, secretly stressed: (That’s it, just play it cool and act like I didn’t almost get mauled to death.)

Meanwhile on the other half…

Baptist: *full nelson* LET ME GO!

Dehya:Don’t feel like. Yanfei!

Yanfei:You sure? *holds fireball*

Kokomi:It’ll be fine. *makes fish*

Nahida:She can take it. *closes one eye* Ready…aim….

Baptist:Nooooooooo!

xxxxx

34 stars

Kokomi:…Y’know-

Everyone:We can’t!

Kokomi:Alright, hit the showers.

[blackfairy312]

i'm playing genshin right now bc i need to rale a break from Drawing and also cause WANDERER IS IN THE NEE EVENT AND SO IS ALBEDO AND IM SO EXCTIED TO SEE THEM INTERACT, so i'm resharing some old Snuppet art (Komi/Scaramouche) + Albedo

fun fact about this ship: it literally came to us in a dream . i can't remember all of the details of the dream but one section of it had this interaction between Scaramouche and Komi and they were talking at a campfire in the woods about how similar they are . when we woke up from that dream we went "Wow . thats an interesting idea" and made the first doodle .

KOMI LORE BELOW PAY ATTENTION 😮 (this lore is all also on this link)

the similarities between them being ;

Komi was once a porcelain doll (Kari Barisol) created by a god (Behemo Barisol), who was given life and treated as a daughter. one day, some asshole (Seth Twiright) corrupted Kari with Malice (HERs, also known as Hereditary Evil Raiser's syndrome) z if you guys Know Evillious Chronicles lore you know that meant that Kari wasnt allowed to board the Arc, so Behemo created a Black Box and put Kari inside it, and they sent her off .

in her other life, Komi was once a snake (Kaori, the snake of creating eyes) that belonged to a goddess (Azami, also called a Medusa, a Shinigami, and a Gorgon in translations) . one day she met an asshole (her brother Saeru, the snake of clearing eyes) and he lied to her and said that he was going to bring her to a Utopia where she could live and be free like a human. if you Know the Kagerou Project lore you know exactly what Saeru was ACTUALLY doing .

Kari's Black Box fell through a Rift (rip in the fabric of reality that bleed into other universes) and she ended ip in the Kagerou Project universe. MANY THINGS HAPPEN that lead to Kari and Kaori in their "human" bodies dying together. until they perform a Re_birthday spell that takes their souls and turns them into Komi . who is then told by a higher being to act as her pawn, which Komi does, cause she can't remember her past lives.

Komi meets Scaramouche a while after she's recovered her past memories. she, like him, has been "betrayed" three times (Behemo had to cast her aside, Saeru lied to her, and the VOID is just using her in Scara's words) , she doesnt see it that way (except for Saeru) .

Komi and Scaramouche bond over the things that happened to them and what they plan to do next . Komi loves humanity and cherishes humanity memories, and Scaramouche (Fatui arc) couldnt care less really . THEY ARE OPPOSITES ATTRACT ARGHH

second Image is like , doodles from a one-shot we wrote about Komi and Scaramouche sharing a bed, despite the fact that Scaramouche doesn't need to nor does he want to go to sleep, and Komi also doesn't need to sleep but can, often does so, but is currently avoiding it because she has nightmares. They just lay there in silence for hours. a doll and a puppet .

third image is the Poly Ship between Scaramouche/Pinokio (thats the name we gave our Wanderer), Komi, and Albedo . i don't remember their ship name . rhis polyship exists bc Albedo is ALSO an artificial living being with an interesting view on humanity who would have an interesting dynamic with Hat Guy . AGRHEHDNSMXMSNNSN

the ship name is Snuppet because Snake + Puppet but the emojis for the ship are 🐍☂️ cause of that fuck ass hat he wears .

this is a more Recent one lol

komi was in two previous relationships by the time she meets scara/pinokio . her first was robin fire emblem that lasted like 3-ish years before he died and her second was Really Bad . meaning that Komi is in her hopeless romantic era during the Genshin Period of her life (which, for context, is like . 10,000+ years (of her life, not time as we understand it) before she dates the Puppeteer , where she isnt really excited ar the idea of going on a date anymore .

[e17omm]

I jumped onto Genshin coz I heard that the 4.7 Archon Quest was a lore nuke. And my thoughts are mixed.

On one end, FINALLY THE FUCKING PLOT IS ADVANCING. ITS BEEN FOUR YEARS ALREADY.

On the other end, the quest is over.

And on the final end, the Traveler forgets the most important part. So what was the fucking point of showing it to begin with?

...

Its just more setup for us players. That's it. That's why we got that final scene. We have had FUCKALL. WE HAVE SO MUCH SETUP HOYO. CAN THE FREAKING MAIN PLOTLINE ADVANCE MORE THAN ONE STEP PER YEAR?!?!

I hope the Heavenly Principles wakes up and fucking destroys Natlan. This story is dragging its feet so fucking much and REFUSES to change the Traveler at all.

Oh hey a spoiler warning with the read more!

Knowing that the Heavenly Principles has been sleeping and that it can wake up at any point could actually have given this Archon Quest more weight.

Right now, the only thing the Traveler learned, is that the Loom of Fate is completed and that it can change the world.

Wow. So important. It doesnt even hold a candle to LUMINE FINDING WHAT THEY HAD BEEN LOOKING FOR DURING THEIR TRAVELS, HOW THE HEAVENLY PRINCIPLES DESTROYED INNOCENT LIVES OF KHAENRI'AH LIKE CALIBERT, AND HOW THE HEAVENLY PRINCIPLES WILL WAKE UP SOON AND THAT THEY COULD TRULY DO THAT AT ANY MOMENT REALLY

YOU KNOW.

THE ONLY REASON WE ARE IN TEYVAT AT ALL?!

WHY CANT THE TRAVELER KNOW THAT?!

Theres been so little character development for Aether and fucking when there is potential for that they fucking forget it.

We cant remember the Heavenly Principles are soon waking up, that might actually get us to chase after the Abyss Order and/or the Fatui for answer. We just haaave to go on vacation to Natlan first!

Seriously why is the Traveler heading to Natlan before Snezhnaya? What is the in-universe reasoning for it? I still havent heard it.

We cant remember that we met our sister, we just haaave to finish our journey through every nation first!

We cant remember why we cant move on from Teyvat or why Lumine fights the Heavenly Principles or what her plans are, that might ACTUALKKYTMNN W^PIAHSA=(*)IP khjMN IKOANS

IM SO FUCKING ANGRY ABOUT THIS

She could have just told us that we will learn something about Khaenri'ah or the Heavenly Principles in Natlan and that we should head there first because we likely have enough time before the Heavenly Principles wakes up.

But fucking Hoyo r e f u s e s to write stories where one event can have a larger impact. Fucking nothing in any of the regions has had any real impact on the rest of the story. At most Scara taking the Electro Gnosis, which I guess is one of the main reasons why Sumeru happens at all.

But you can still just, you know, TAKE THE TRAVELER FROM MONDSTADT AND THROW THEM INTO FONTAINE AND HAVE ALMOST THE SAME CHARACTER

HIMEKO HAD MORE CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT AFTER SHE DIED THAN AETHER HAS HAD IN FOUR YEARS

Most of this is because Im angry the story is taking so goddamn long to do anything with its main plotline.

In isolation the quest was pretty good, though the animations still look stiff and robotic and unexpressive. GI could really take some notes from WuWa in that regard. Facial animations, characters physically interacting with their surroundings, going from standing still to moving, GI needs to do better in all those regards.

[r0ttenhearts]

HI AGAINNN MY FAV ANGST WRITER.... i have a new request for u again!!! <3

we're been Dating scara for years and staying By his side forever we already Know him And his goal until traveler defeated him and Deleted himself from everyone's memory But we still remember him and became lovers again until it got ruined because he fall in love with the Traveler. he then started Saying Hurtful words on us saying "we need to break up. your just a distraction for us And your gonna ruin me and traveler's relationship." He then started making our lives worst like hell he started bullying us until we stopped Going outside and just stay on our home. After years went by. We finally Go outside (we need to touch grass ofc) because of boredom And Saw him while looking for foods "Ah... (Name)? Is that you???.. Look l'm sorry. Traveler left me Because they finally found their twin and.... I wanted to Fix our relationship again. Please forgive me" he said But we're not interested with him anymore So we just ignored him and slapped him for what he did to us

This req is prob more longer than the other req I did Also Please take your time :> and take care of yourself i love ur Scara Angst Fics everytime u posted them btw!! excuse me and sorry If u understand my req wrong :))

i love this rq! it was easier to write based off of the details you gave me ^^. thank you for the request! read it here

[genshin-scenarios]

hello!!!! i was the prev anon that asked you about Kuni meeting reader after the memory block thingy a while back, and I've been thinking about what adopt a wanderer!Kuni would think about scaramouche? Kuni in that au ends up so gentle and loving i imagine he'd have a hard time wrapping his head around how cruel he becomes if he stayed in Teyvat (Also i imagine he'd have a harder time with the fact he becomes a murderer since in our world executions aren't normalized like in Teyvat). tysm!!

SPOILERS for sumeru archon quest/scaramouche lore below!!

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my first thought is that!! while Kuni is gentle and loving here, he is still quite intuitive, and like the Wanderer before he regained his memories, might seek to understand the history of Scaramouche and everything that happens to him?

Kuni would likely distance himself from this knowledge at first, but once he maybe hears from you about the situation (how you've known for a while), he'd probably have the courage to take a deep dive into the story - reading about it, brow furrowed as the words on the screen make sense yet not---that his other self would meet so many people, and a harbinger in particular that skews his view of the world---he feels a little bad for Scaramouche, but he also appreciates the journey his other incarnation has went through. the thought that he still doesn't get closure with his mother/creator if he stayed still stings a little though

but unlike the whole 'retrieving his memories' thing in the archon quest, I don't think this would change Kuni's character too much since he only reads/hears about what happened at this point! if we were to go down a more angsty route he might start having dreams of his time back in inazuma before being isekaied though, not exactly about Scara's memories, but just the feeling of isolation that he's now not as used to anymore with your company around. at some point he tries to search for you in those dreams, only to come to the cold realisation that you weren't from teyvat.

the next morning you find him playing with the cat that's come to visit at your balcony - it always seems to know when he needs the comfort, and while Kuni doesn't speak of his worries aloud, you do pay attention to when he's more lost in his thoughts, brewing a pot of tea to set on the table to greet him when he returns to the living room

the stars are quite significant in teyvat. perhaps it's the cowardly side of him talking, but Kuni's sometimes a little glad that living in the city hides the both of you from the sight of the stars. it's a tiny, tiny comfort to know that the powers that might've brought him to your world cannot see you for now, allowing him to continue living here for as much time as he can grasp

time has never been a worry to him, who doesn't age like mortals do. but since meeting you, Kuni's grown to realize just how terrifying it is that hours, days, and weeks can slip through his fingers so easily. almost as hard as catching stardust, to try and muster the strength of sending one's wish into the sky.

[zee-the-zebra]

Hey look at that! A third one! You can check the other two if you want.

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But now, it's KazuScara time. I want to give a bit of Watsonian context to the name I chose for the Wanderer. Because I can.

The two met far before the Traveler knew either of them. It was just on the road one day in Inazuma.

Scaramouche knew who Kazuha was. He was strikingly similar to someone he cared about after all. When they first met, Scara could've threatened him. He could've struck fear into Kazuha, giving him either the name of a Fatui Harbinger, or the name of the person who ruined his family. But he, for reasons even he didn't know at the time, lied. He greeted Kazuha with a friendly smile and a fake name instead.

"You can call me...Suzu."

Kazuha knew Scara was lying. He knew from the start that he was someone dangerous. If he thought hard enough he could apply a name to Scara's face. And yet, he gave no indication that he even wanted to let go of the lie. He seemed to relax every time he was called by that name. He'd take joy in the small things he'd occasionally do with Kazuha, if he decided not be a pompous dick about it. He seemed to enjoying pissing him off, watching over his shoulder, or just spending time with him. Kazuha knew he should've questioned it, but he also knew that he probably wanted to leave something behind.

And to Scara, or Suzu, as he was being called, it felt right. He'd always feel a strange joy whenever Kazuha would call him that name. Whether he was annoyed with him, glad to see him, it didn't matter. He liked that name. And he liked the time he spent with Kazuha. At least until he finally figured out the reason he cherished that small bit of time. The reason, as he realized, and despised was because it brought him back to a time where he actually was content with a simple life. Before he was betrayed, abandoned for a second time. Like how he knew Kazuha would do when he decided to finally drop a charade and admit he knew he was Kunikuzushi.

Better to end on a good note before things go sour. For once, it was his turn to leave instead. He convinced himself that finally getting what he deserved was better than holding onto something that would eventually crumble in his hands. The day after he received the gnosis from Miko, he went to Kazuha one last time with a simple request.

"I've gotten what I need from staying here. Do not look for me. If you do, you will die."

"Then, I guess this is goodbye. Perhaps we can hope for something better, in our next lives, Suzu."

"Unlikely."

Yet Kazuha couldn't have been more right. Because in his next life, the Wanderer met Kazuha again, and introduced himself the same way. With a friendly smile and now...a name he considered his real one.

"You can call me...Suzu."

[dark-eyes-under-the-golden-sky]

Thinking about how boundaries and comfort are important parts of my self-ship with Scara/Wanderer. Both of us have issues getting close to other people, but together we can work through them.

Obviously Scara is scared that people will abandon him again. That’s why when we first had an argument he was genuinely surprised I didn’t walk out right then and there. Even before dating, there are definitely moments where he let out his frustrations on me, believing it would make me leave and prevent him from getting attached. With time though (and some very serious conversations), we both came to understand each other. While he still has outbursts, he became a lot better at communicating his feelings without lashing out. He still hasn’t changed when interacting with most people. But with me (and the traveller and Nahida to some extent) he’s more respectful.

Similarly, Scara needs a lot of reassurance. Even though I tell him countless of times that I will not leave, the thought can’t help but cross his mind. Of course I don’t mind comforting him, I’ll tell him I’m here for him as many times as he needs to hear it. I’ll also let him set the pace when it comes to the relationship, especially when it comes to physical contact. Even though we’re both touched starved, I don’t want to make him uncomfortable or overwhelmed. Despite having lived for so long, this is new to him and he needs to take it slow. At first it was hard for him to hold my hand, and now we’ve come to a point where we cuddle every night before we fall asleep (only if no one else is around though, PDA is a big no no).

On my end things are rough too sometimes. I tend to downplay my feelings and isolate myself when I don’t feel the best, and this annoyed Scara a lot, especially at the beginning of our relationship. If he has to tell me when things are bad, why shouldn’t I have to do the same thing? So after some serious conversations (and time), I also had to realize that I needed to communicate and be more open with him as well. Same goes with physical contact. I also need a lot of reassurance, because despite the progress I have made in the last year, I still have issues with my body and my appearance. Though Scara will often try to sooth my insecurities by saying things like “you think I’m not strong enough to handle you? I’d like to remind you that I almost became a god,” or simply “you’re stupid,” the way he holds me tells me tighter every time I voice any ounce of self-doubt is enough to convince me that he does, in fact, want to be close to me.

Overall, I think we’ve both come a long way in our relationship when it comes to boundaries and comfort. We both had work to do to make this work and we were both willing to put in the efforts. Now I think we’re a good support system for each other and even though we still have our ups and down, we love each other very very much and we would never dream of leaving each other.

[nya-vivi]

hello!! I just saw your post about Heizou's inspiration and I just have to say THANK YOU for bringing it to my attention 🥺 i knew he had to be inspired by someone more specific than Sherlock Holmes but didn't find anything. Also saw that you like 4 star characters! Who are your faves aside from our dear detective? And why? And what do you think of the most recent 4* Sethos? If you don't mind me asking. (Personally I'm loving him so far). I just like reading about other people's opinions amd I also have a big love for 4*s.

Have a nice day!

Hello <333!! I'm super sorry for the late reply, life got in the way ಥ_ಥ

I'm glad my post reached its intended audience! It should be me the one to thank everyone who liked and shared it (even if this post doesn't reach them, I'm still grateful!), I honestly thought it would sink into the abyss because I don't have a lot of followers (and I don't intend to become a big blog or anything lol I like the coziness of small blogs), but I'm glad people liked it and too thought I was onto something.

Also, YES I LOVE 4 STARS. I think that the fact that my main is Noelle says a lot about me. They are very fun to play, since I'm not really meta and as long as my team can do some damage to bosses, it's fine. They also have like the best designs in general IMHO and the fact that you can go through the game rolling like Sayu or looking like a kitty box with Kirara is so. much. fun!!! Also their kits are really creative! Sure, they might not be as cool as 5 star characters (since they get animations. Barbara you are so real for being the only 4 star with an animated brust), but I think they are pretty neat (like Lynette with her dash or Candace with her shield, I LOVE USING IT). I also like that you can get free skins, since I am a f2p and dirt poor lol

I'm going to say that Heizou is one of my favorites, I was so happy seeing him in the last Inazuma event! Pretty boy has an elegant handwriting. +90 dmg I will never recover. I can say sooo many things about him. I will not because I can become an annoying yapper LMAO Just to say that I love that he is like the first male catalyst (we all know scara/wanderer is the first™, but like, released) and he is physical while also disliking physical confrontations lolol I love him.

As I said, I love Noelle (hoyo make my girl an official knight. or else.), but also other characters like Xingqiu, GAMING MY DEAREST, Amber, Kaeya, Lisa, Razor, Fremi, Beidou, Mika, Charlotte, Kaveh my beloved... You get me lol, I really like most of them (I'm a bit sad since I really like their designs and backstory, but I do not really use cryo as much as I would like to). I only have positive things to say about 4 stars, I feel like they are the ones who have a more compelling storytelling and backstory because the devs can deviate more from the main story without it really suffering, and usually new 4 stars are used for integrating 5 stars into the game (Yun Jin) or storylines (Sethos). And I don't mind that, because usually we players get a lot of new interations and I live for that. Gimme more pls. Like, I need Gaming and Sethos to interact and be friends. Do you see the vision??

And about Sethos, HE IS VERY FUN. I love that you can adapt his playing style either with normal shots or elemental brust (I think he is the first archer whose kit gets benefited if you upgrade his normal shot even before his skill or even brust??), and I'm having a lot of fun building Yaoyao and Yae Miko (cameo of a 5 stars asdhjsdh), and mixing him with Xingqiu or Furina. On a less technical note, tho, I love his backstory and I'm taking pleasure in maining him for a while to get friendship points (I'm sure Noelle appreciates the break, so I can revisit her build again). I think the thing I like the most is that he finds Cyno funny (he is and I will die in this hill) and there's a voiceline about how dinners must be a blast, which complements Cyno's voiceline about saving his best jokes for group dinners. Your honor I love their interactions aaaaaaa He is one of my new favorite 4 stars. I also like that their relationship is like: extroverted gets adopted by the introverted and not the other way around lolol poor Cyno, Sethos is too busy to play Genius Invokation with him.

I need to make a tier list on my favorite characters. Again.

I think I yapped too much asdhjahdjs I don't know if I answered your questions properly, since there is a lot of 4 stars, but if you want to know my thoughts on any (or more) specific characters, I'm always happy to answer (I'm always happy to answer anything I mean adhasjdha)!! I had a lot of fun with this ask. I feel like I could say a million more things, but I don't want to clog anyone's dash with this ashdjahd

I hope you have a nice day too 🤗<33333

[the-travelling-witch]

well, since you granted it by calling me "mom", i shall act accordingly from now on (　＾∀＾) /lh jk

man, same here, and i should also learn to try and eat more veggies and fruits... BUT THAT'S A FUTURE ❄️ PROBLEM ISN'T IT (o´・���・)o but i'm glad to hear you're clean from any of those problems, and i wanna use this to say to whoever is reading: hey, it's hard to overcome, but as long as you try then know i'm extremely proud of you and of your goals, no matter how big or small they are <3

thanks for the good wishes holly, means a lot :')

i do hope he comes home fast now that he has no excuses and i'm almost half way to max pity, but he's probably scared of facing me still with a period, emotionally messy and so fucking angy at him not arriving earlier, so i hope for him that he will have some food with him or i'll kick him in his metaphorical nuts (talking of canon scara, because we all know modern au scara will feel it :))

on furina and shenhe... MAN ME TOO ㅠㅠ

(don't worry about it lmao, my daydreaming business is always running rampant, tho if you'd ever publish such work expect max a couple of hours before i come crashing here crying about my adorable indigo haired menace being so thoughtful and whatnot :'> i don't use water bottles as i take a pill and it all goes and basically almost every flavor makes disgusts me when on period but i know he wouldn't mind, less he wants me to throw pillows in his face)

— ❄️

fortunately i like pretty much most of the fruits you come by around here (except for pears, those are on very thin ice) and i probably like just as many veggies as i dislike (all hail our lord and saviour broccoli), so i have a roster of veggies i can toss in pretty much any dish

though i’ve been way worse in the past when it comes to food, i don’t think i’ve ever been at the point of an ed, which i’m very glad for; most of the time i don’t eat, it’s because i forget that the human prison trapping me in the mortal realm requires physical sustenance and cannot live off mental nourishment alone… aka i’m doing sth for 5 hours straight and nothing else exists in that time frame

but, i agree, you can be proud of any amount of progress you make, even if it’s just the resolve to improve; i know that, if you are working towards a goal, any setback can send you spiralling back down, but no amount of effort is ever wasted and you’re doing great <3

i’m keeping my fingers crossed for furina in the next patch (insane amounts of copium on my part) and i’ve kinda given up on the idea that hoyo will remember shenhe is actually an option for upcoming banners (though i would pull her before furina if that was an option ㅠㅠ)

(i normally get the urge to write comfort the second i wake up from cramps but i don’t always have the time to actually follow through on it�� though i guess a genshin version is always a possibility… even if it’s disgusting, you still need the power and scara knows that, so he’s still working hard!!)

[seelestia]

hahaha i’m glad i’m bad at being an anon BUT YOU GIVE ME SO MUCH TO TALK ABOUT SO !!!

yeah school sucks i agree, chemistry is making me tear up. what's your favorite subject? and tbh I haven't written in a while i have no ideas what to write :( any suggestions?

uh oh i love chocolate milk but three glasses feels like it'll shoot my stomach. i am pretty good at self control, or at least id like to think so. and HAHAHA this is really funny bc i am in fact an intp and OBSESSED w mbti. what's yours?

you did do it justice!! i love the idea that sometimes no matter how much you love someone there's always going to be a small part of them that loves someone more than you and living with it can be difficult. you did it GREAT. and ZHONGLI AHHH. hes wonderful to write as i love his personality. i love how u analyzed him and i completely agree shxij. i love writing characters I can chew up n analyze (tehe) bc i like challenges, so scara, childe, kazuha, and diluc are some of my favs. wbu?

-quill!

dw about it, quill! i love giving people things to talk abt because my brain is a jumbled mess of topics and listening to other people's opinions / how uniquely they view the world compared to me are absolutely >>>

CHEMISTRY IS A DEMON CHILD FR. i still need to shove chemical equations because figuring out how to balance them sucks the life out of me 😭 but my fav subject is deffo biology! i like how i always go "ooh, so that's what happened" because my child self used to have sm questions abt how the heck our body works. what's your fav subject?? >:)

i'm not good with suggestions, but let's see! is there any particular trope you'd like to try writing?? or like a trope that just screams a chara's name to you?? this sort of thing makes me feel inspired, but i'm sorry if this doesn't help much, quill <//3 i hope you'll be able to find inspo soon tho! it sucks not knowing what to do :(

see, you're a better person than me when it comes to this. (/lh) now that i look back on it, what was i thinking downing three glasses of choco milk 😭 ANYWHO, ME TOO?? a fellow mbti-obsessed brethren?? i'm an infj and i'm glad i guessed you right, ehe. let me tell you, i love typology sm like i have a habit of assigning an mbti or enneagram type to someone i've talked to for a bit or even the mc's i write in my fics (like the mc in 'do you love me?' for example! i can say that they'd be an xNFx / intuitive feeler).

THANK YOU SM <3 me too like the idea of that is so painful but also somewhat realistic at the same time?? like emotions are unique in the way that they don't have reins for us to maneuver the way we want to and following that idea, it somewhat explains how we can be prone to leaning towards one side more than the other (consciously or not). it may be an easy fact to acknowledge; it may not be an easy one to confront, however. — i think that was like the baseline i was trying to portray in the story?? i'm glad you loved it tho! writing that fic makes me adore dylm!zhongli and dylm!mc sm ☹️ (they're my skrunklies that are subjected to angst torture /lh)

CHEW AND DISSECT THEIR BRAIN! (in a safe and non-dottore way /j) i like how scara and diluc are the ones that put a lid over their feelings whilst kazuha and childe are the honest, open with what's on their mind type 🤭 for me, some of my favs to write are: ayato (are we surprised /j), scara, alhaitham, and dainsleif (so underrated, i need to write for this depressed beautiful man asap)! as you can see, i have a thing for writing logical people and i fear it's an obsession. (/lh)

[rayofsunas]

I just got to inazuma and now that I’ve explored yashiori….how on earth did reader survive there I felt like I was gonna get struck by lightning every two seconds 😭

Also I remember you mentioned there possibly being another guy in reader’s life but like what if it was tohma 😳 I feel like he’d really piss off scaramouche because of how similar he is to childe djdnks and idk how in character this would be but maybe tohma being around reader would make scaramouche kind of insecure? Because tohma is literally! Malewife!!He’s everything scaramouche ISNT frankly. Tohma would also be able to provide normalcy, something scaramouche couldn’t do considering he’s a harbinger. Then again scaramouche also may not care abt all of that he may just hate him because he “has the nerve to be around reader smh 🙄” Even if tohma isn’t interested in reader or anything I can totally see him and reader interacting in the story since reader already interacts with Ayaka! In conclusion, I may just be simping for tohma but then again who isn’t 😌

SPOILERS

noooo seriously. also, I’m not sure if you’ve “cleansed” the island, but overtime as you do quests, the island brightens up! and it’s not raining/lightning 24/7. so I imagine reader is just in this type of environment, not the one where it’s raining/lightning 24/7 :) and yes! a lot of ppl asked for reader to possibly find someone else, and now that you’ve brought it up again, I’m thinking about it. I think thoma matches quite well, since you’ve pointed out that he’s similar to childe, which I agree! he really is. I only see readers possible relationship with thoma lasting only so long, ya know? because one, the pairing is scaramouche and reader, and two, reader still loves scaramouche (she simps lmao) and although he’s been a jackass to her, all she really wants is for him to apologize, be a better person and prove to her that he’s willing to fix up that artifice/be a better father to mei, and she wants to be a happy little family together. if I ever decide to put reader with thoma momentarily, it wouldn’t be long lasting; she’s probably just testing the waters and has a bit of a small crush on him. kinda cliche, but that’s how I see it going!! I also agree with everything you’ve said! scaramouche would feel a bit of both too; he’s bothered to see someone with reader, but depending on where he stands with the raiden shogun, it could go either way; him hating thoma more for wanting to go against her (if scara sides with her somehow), or not really caring (if he doesn’t).

[megistusdiary]

We know Scara is rough but-

What if its readers first time? Would he be gentle?

(I actuallt requeated this before but i tought you might have overlooked it because it has been a while i requested. If u saw it and deleted it please ignore this 😊)

hey! i think i remember seeing it but my inbox is so full- i think i have about 65 ish requests rn ;w; they built up over time and i do not think i will ever get through all of them ☹️

however, lately i have been in a scara mood so i will be writing this one 🤞 it is really long because i have been in the mood to write more dialogue and plot lately :)

i know you are all probably tired of the really long stories with minimal smut but i guess it's a side effect of me being mushy in the brain.

i firmly believe scaramouche is an asshat, but i think if you were really vulnerable he would take pity mostly because it reminds him of his past and feeling vulnerable 👎👎

also, i think if he was to take a partner, it would need to be someone strong asf who can stand up and challenge him. he would honestly be smug if he thought he could teach you something.

warnings: dom!scaramouche and sub!fem anatomy/gender neutral pronouns reader

sweet and sour scaramouche, degradation/praise, he calls you 'human,' fingering/penetration (sub!receiving),

scaramouche stared at the pot of stew boiling over the fire. he occasionally reached over to add spices and stir the liquid with the wooden spoon, flames reflecting off of his deep blue irises.

he watched the soup with blank, dead eyes, brain long gone and focused on other matters. particularly what had occurred earlier that afternoon.

the two of you had your usual sparring match, you fought for a bit, he pushed, you pushed back, and it all ended with him on top, of course. naturally, even the strongest of fighters didn't stand a chance against a being made to exist as a puppet for the raiden shogun.

however, this time, something was different. there was a certain tension between the two of you.

now, scaramouche was not ignorant on the pleasures and desires of flesh. though he had not felt anything similar to this in many years. he had experience, though he knew he was out of practice in some ways.

so it surprised him when you landed on top of him, chests pressed together, your noses touching. he could feel your heart beating rapidly against his chest, and the ghost of a heartbeat in his own-

he immediately had shoved you off of him, hearing you gasp when you rolled over. "go shower and get changed, i'm going to cook dinner."

that was another thing he had never done before...cook for anyone.

perhaps it was a shock to find out that scaramouche knew how to cook in the first place. he claimed to have learned by himself, but you both knew that he must have picked recipes up from his time as a traveling puppet.

but none of this mattered to scaramouche, only your peculiar reaction to being on his chest. he could see the way your eyes went comically wide. he was sure if he hadn't pushed you off first, you would've scrambled to get up yourself.

but why? was he that undesirable?

scaramouche suddenly jumped when he realized his hand was resting on the burning pot, cursing the archons themselves when he cradled his hand to his chest.

damn you for distracting him. he knew it would be best to dispose of you, but he couldn't bring himself to no matter how many times he walked this path.

when it finally came time to serve the stew, you were already there, taking the ladle and filling up your bowls to the top, carefully walking them to the dinner table. he never thought he would live any type of domestic life, and it perplexed him how he ended up in this situation in the first place.

dinner was quiet, as per usual, though him clearing his throat put you on edge.

"about our sparring match today," he began, making you tense up as you avoided his gaze. "you were slacking off, like always. i can tell." he scoffed, sipping the stew.

"do you want me to learn to hurt you?" there was a slightly teasing lilt to your voice that made scaramouche grunt.

"you could at least give me a challenge." he leaned back in the chair, stirring his bowl. "though, i must say you did catch me by surprise at the end."

he watched you duck your head, face heating up as you cleared your throat. "i...apologize for that. i didn't mean to end up, uh, on top of you."

scaramouche narrowed his eyes at you. "why do you look so shameful?"

you looked up at him this time, lips pressed together tightly as you dropped your soup spoon into your bowl. "because i didn't mean to offend you. if i have, please, don't beat around the bush. tell me so i-"

"i am only asking because you act like you've never touched a man before."

you coughed, immediately reaching for your water before scaramouche snatched it away from you.

"no more distractions. tell me why that is. does my touch or form displease you, human?"

your brows furrowed. what was he on??

"what are you talking about?"

"answer me." he barked, clearly upset.

you couldn't tell him the truth, you just couldn't. it was difficult enough to live with him knowing he hated you. this would surely make him get rid of you.

"i- i can't." you told him, dropping your head once more as you forced yourself to stay neutral.

"and why is that?"

"because you would hate me-" scaramouche opened his mouth, though you paid no mind, "more than you already do."

scaramouche pinched the bridge of his nose, sighing. "i never said i hated you. humans get on my nerves, i don't typically like your kind." he leaned his head back, staring up at the ceiling. "but i suppose i make an exception for you."

you stared up at him, wide eyed, lips parted as you struggled to collect yourself. "you- well, i-" you couldn't seem to find the right words, brain failing to communicate with scaramouche. "so you're not mad at me?"

"no." he confirmed curtly as you nodded. "but i would still like to know, indulge me, what was with that terrified little human act?"

"i did not want to offend you by being so close. i know you despise physical touch."

scaramouche sighed. "you know, it would be so much easier if you didn't lie to me. i can hear your leg bouncing beneath the table."

you immediately froze at his comment, willing your body to sit still. you felt yourself tremble under his gaze.

and so, you were finally caught.

how long had he known? how did he feel about it? what if he-

"tell me the truth."

you suddenly stood up, slamming your hands on the table. you were running on pure adrenaline, ignoring the shocked look he gave you. "if you want to hear it so bad, then fine. i like you, and when i fell on you i was nervous that you would reject me like you did. there, are you happy now? kick me out, get rid of me, do what you wish. i can't live lying to myself anymore."

your energy fizzled out towards the end as you stood rigid, fists clenched. scaramouche slowly rose from the table, stalking towards you and gripping your chin. "how endearing." he cooed, pulling you towards him. he swiped a thumb over your bottom lip, shaking his head and muttering to himself.

he watched you rub your thighs together shyly, staring up at him surprised as he scoffed. "oh, please, if you want something from me, you'll have to ask me the correct way."

he was expecting something from you. but you struggled to produce as you suddenly grew meek. "scaramouche, i don't- i mean, i just..." you grew quiet, wishing desperately to bury your head in the sand as he frowned.

then it hit him.

"you've never done this before, have you?" he asked as you shook your head just twice, not wanting to stare up at him any longer. he sighed deeply, carefully taking one of your hands. "if i am to be the one to deflower you, i won't be cruel." he watched your anxiety slowly dissipate. "but that does not mean i will treat you like glass." he warned.

"i want you, scaramouche. can you please teach me?"

scaramouche seemed to be pleased by your soft voice, obliging and tugging you behind him towards his private quarters. his grip was tight, though not as much as what you assumed some of his subordinates felt when they disobeyed.

once he closed the door behind you, he tugged you towards the bed, urging you to sit down. "you do know how to please yourself, yes? i hear you every night. the walls are thin." your neck felt like it was on fire as you covered your cheeks.

"yes, i know how-"

"then we will start there. disrobe."

you followed his orders, carefully removing your clothing until you were left in the thin tank top and shorts beneath your robes. scaramouche narrowed his eyes.

"i said disrobe, not leave everything on."

"but..." you curled up on the bed as he sighed, standing up and removing his own clothes. "wait-" you squeaked, embarrassed as he went as far as his undergarments.

"my form has purpose, i am not ashamed of it. never show shame for your body, be grateful you have one." he huffed, adjusting his hair.

once you finally undressed, he adjusted you in his lap, spreading your legs and staring down at your most sensitive areas. he held up two fingers in front of your mouth expectantly, feeling you slowly part your lips as he shoved the digits past them.

he rubbed his fingers over your tongue, coating them in saliva until he deemed it fit, pulling them away and swiping them across your slit. you squirmed a bit, feeling him hold you steady as he worked you up.

you leaned against his shoulders as he tried to remember exactly how to pleasure a human being. it had been quite some time since he found himself in this predicament.

he opted to focus on stretching you out, collecting your slick and easing a finger into your hole. you gripped his wrist reflexively, eyes widening at the intrusion. "it feels weird."

he rolled his eyes. "it will be fine. just relax, don't tighten up so much. breathe." he warned you, feeling you try to lean back against him, keeping your legs spread as he allowed you to adjust to the digit inside of you before attempting to add another.

the second he started spreading his fingers out, you jumped, not used to the sensation. "stay still." he snapped, holding you down more firmly as he fucked his fingers into you.

he heard your whines increase in volume as he crooked his fingers, slightly changing the angle that they slid into you at. he could feel you trembling against his form, taking shaky breaths as he slid his thumb up to brush over your clit.

unintelligible mumbles fell from your lips as you plead for him to keep going, begging for more until he suddenly pulled away. your eyes filled with tears of frustration until he quieted you. "stop whining. this is supposed to be a humanly act of love, no? not just an outlet for release." he chastised as you pouted in his lap.

he rearranged your body, moving you to face him on his lap. he carefully removed his final piece of clothing, revealing himself to you and allowing his cock to bob up against his stomach. he stroked himself a few times using your residual wetness as a type of lubricant.

he picked you up with inhuman strength, hovering you over his dick as you shivered, feeling the head rub over your hole.

you bit your lip, nervous as he looked up at your glassy-eyed expression. "i won't lie to you, it will be uncomfortable. but as i said earlier, i am not cruel, nor am i ignorant. this is supposed to be done for human connection and pleasure."

and with that, he eased himself into you, groaning deeply as you gasped, fingers seeking purchase on his shoulders as you shivered. he filled you up perfectly, stretching you out and making you feel a fullness you never had before.

though you couldn't deny it was still painful, and it felt like you were ripping apart at the seams internally. you wanted equally to escape and chase the feeling, stuck in his iron grip.

as soon as he was seated entirely inside of you, he let you lean on his chest, smoothing his hand down your back. he shushed you, allowing you to adjust and relax. you were squeezing him so tightly, seemingly confused by the sensations as he sighed, pulling your chin up.

"i am sorry it hurts like this. i do not wish to taint your idea of sexual pleasure." scaramouche explained, gently placing his lips to your forehead, feeling you lean into him.

though he had seen you cry, experience defeat, be cut, bruised, scraped, sick to your stomach, and soaked in rain, he hadn't seen you this vulnerable before.

it almost reminded him of a certain someone many, many years ago.

"let me take care of you, just breathe."

[versadies]

rushing through my veins (w/ gn!reader)

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ YOU HAVE RECEIVED A LETTER, LET'S SEE WHAT'S INSIDE! ☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙

SALUTATIONS. rushing through my veins

ADDRESSED. scaramouche (w/ gn!reader)

CONTENT. angst/fluff, injured trope, bleeding, ooc (?), spoilers to scaramouche’s backstory and inazuma archon quest act 3, not proof read

STAMP. in which scaramouche finds an injury that you’ve been hiding him from.

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NAVIGATION

For as long as Scaramouche has lived, he was used to the sight of blood that’s from someone else’s. 

Whether it’d be from his subordinates after a long fight, from his victims after torturing them for information, from dead bodies of both his subordinates and targets, none of them had never brought him any reaction.

So why did the mere sight of you bleeding made his mind go blank and feel so suffocated?

“Who did this to you?” He asks in a dark tone, watching you look away from his gaze in guilt that you got caught. “Why didn’t you tell me about this?”

“I don’t want you to concern yourself over it.” You explained nonchalantly, letting out a wince when you felt a wave of pain. “We had a mission to complete, I didn’t want the chance to slip from our hands again like last time–”

“That still doesn’t mean you should let yourself bleed to death–!” 

“I’m not dying, Scara.” 

He stops himself from speaking after hearing those words that slipped out from your mouth, as if he just realized something. Why is he even concerned over someone like you, a harbinger who’s only doing their job for the sake of the Tsaritsa? It’s not like you’ll die, he knows you can handle your injuries by yourself, yet he couldn’t help but feel like he wants to drop everything and…

Who is he kidding?

This is the main reason why the Raiden Shogun no longer see him as useful. Pathetic emotions.

You then lift your hand away from your wound, showing Scaramouche the wound on you that isn’t too severe. “See? My wound isn’t a big deal, so you don’t have to worry about me so much. You should just leave me he–”

“Like hell I should leave my partner in this cold place. “ You yelped lightly when Scaramouche suddenly lifted you up from your seat and placed your arm around his shoulder for him to be your support. “Tell any of our nosy subordinates about this then I won’t hesitate to kill you and make you feel worse than now.” 

You tried to protest for a moment, wiggling out from his grasp in hopes of going back to your spot and let him go away to deal with your last fight, only for the man to pull you closer to him even more as he lets out an annoyed huff. 

“....Where are we going?” You asked, confused with what Scaramouche is about to do.

“Screw this stupid mission, we need to get you treated right now before you get infected by your injury.” He comments, your eyes went wide in response. 

“...Why?” 

You look at him to read his facial expressions to find your answer. “Why are you helping me? Didn’t you say you hated me?” You demanded an answer. 

He stays silent for a few moments, focusing on the direction ahead of him as he continues to help you come towards the infirmary camp that your subordinates set up in case of emergencies such as this. 

He doesn’t know his reason for doing this either, but he now knows that despite the fact that his emotions brought his creator to abandon him, his emotions had also brought himself to feel human. Just like you.

You then feel his hand squeezing your hand a bit tightly, causing you to feel your cheeks warming when you realize that he’s holding your hand.

“Isn’t it obvious, dummy?” Scaramouche lets out a tsk’d. “I care about you.” 

Your breath hitches. 

“We may have different morals and goals to one another, but I’m not going to abandon you for you to die all alone and get another annoying harbinger like the newest one.” Had he said this in another situation where you’re in a healthy state, you would’ve laughed at his insult towards Childe

You continued to stare at his face, to which he didn’t bother to make you stop. Strange.. Has your heartbeat always been this loud?

You smiled lightly, feeling a little bit better now that the pain has started to go away slowly. “...Thank you, Scaramouche.” You mumbled, and when you turned to face the direction the both of you are heading to, you could see a glimpse of the Fatui campsite.

Maybe the balladeer isn’t as mean as you thought he would be.