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xazse · 30 days

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Girly pop hear me out school jock scaramouche with childe’s naive sister reader 😟🤭

“DUMB VIRGINS”

Jock Scaramouche x Naive!VirginFemReader

Warnings: Nsfw, Naive!Reader, Virgin!Reader,Fem!Reader, nipplepulling, Pervert!Scara, mean!scara, not proofread, Scara is only worried about himself in this, risky sex, no condom, no foreplay: only kissing used as foreplay, cumming inside.

Notes: SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG, THIS REALLY HAD ME THINKING BUT THATS NOT AN EXCUSE SO I APOLOGIZE DEEPLY I HOPE UR STILL AROUND TO ENJOY IT! And also how do you guys like the new setup?

Childe had made sure everyone knew you were off limits for anything, props to Childe for being so popular. Scaramouche wonders why he wouldn’t wanna share his popularity with his little sister, well adopted sister but the way Childe describes you you’re practically his angel, even though you’re an adopted sister he still showers you with love. You’re a girl who stays to herself and should stay to herself. When Childe begins talking about you he doesn’t stop, going on for a good hour about how sweet you are, how he can never deny you of his wallet, your considerate nature, he just downright adores you.

Scaramouche has interacted with you a few times, you’re a cute shy thing, everytime he’s over Childe’s house you make an effort to say your greetings then go right back up to your room. He feels like he might just have an overblown ego but he can see the way you look at him, the way you avert your gaze when talking to him, it really is adorable.

From the little glances you steal Scara has decided he wants you, and it’s bad, so bad he finds himself wanting at night, wanting to ruin and destroy you, he wants to corrupt and fill your head with needless lies sprinkled with some truths.

So he makes an effort to always come over when Childe invites him, only invites because Childe isn’t stupid he’ll eventually catch on if Scaramouche always asks to come over, sometimes he even has to decline just to take the extra step to ensure Childe doesn’t become suspicious, it hurts his heart when he can’t see your inviting smile.

One evening when Childe does invite Scaramouche over for dinner and a movie, he obliges, thinking nothing of it because often times Childe does cook for the both of them on movie nights, but never did he expect to see you joining the two of them.

Whilst Childe is distracting himself with cooking you plop yourself only a few spots away from Scaramouche, his eyes wander over your attire, choosing to opt with a loose tank top, and some shorts, he decides then and there he’ll try something with you, it’s already evident you want him just as badly even if you haven’t verbally said it.

Both of your eyes meet for a second but he doesn’t look away this time, instead he pats the spot beside him and urges you over, you look towards the kitchen, Childe seems to be in his own world with his awful singing.

You slide over, your knee just barely brushing against his, he doesn’t deem that nearly close enough and fills in the gap of space, he’s bold when he starts to feel up the fat of your thigh, rubbing slowly and sincerely, a slight hitch in your breath eggs him on to slip his fingers In between your thighs but making sure to not overwhelm and touch you “there” immediately. The area around you both feels so warm and tense, like a thick cloud of lust slowly devouring the both of you, Scaramouche grips your cheeks and reels you in for a kiss, your first ever kiss. He’s slow at first, firmly making sure to keep his eyes on the kitchen, he presses his tongue onto yours, you clearly weren’t expecting tongue so early so an attempt to pull back is met with him holding your neck tight while he takes away your ability to breath properly.

He’s so messy with the kiss, pulling back only to force you right back in, even when drool starts to seep from the corner of your mouth he doesn’t let you go. Whines are leaving your lips in hushed intervals, out of the corner of his eye Scara can see how you’re rubbing your thighs together, trying to relieve the slight throb of your little clit, he likes this, likes seeing you so defenseless and obedient. He finally deems his bullying enough and lets you go fully.

Loud coughs fill the room, enough for Childe to step out with a worried expression and seeing Scara patting your back.

“Just a coughing fit, nothing to worry about” Scara speaks for you while rubbing the small of your back.

“Alright, you two can come eat now, just finished up plating everything.” Childe says with a beaming smile and walks back into the kitchen.

You meet scaras eyes and a big mocking sneer is on his face, he pinches your nipple hard before getting up and going to the kitchen.

Dinner is filled with Childes bolstering voice as he cracks joke after joke, with Scaramouche urging him to stop and shut up. He surprisingly ignores you the entire dinner, you know he can feel how impatient and needy you are, you give a virgin a taste of something good and they want more, even if it’s something as simple as kissing.

After dinners wrapped up and plates are cleaned, Childe insists he needs a shower, your shy eyes steal glances at Scara every so often, hinting at exactly what the two of you can do, he’s quick to give you that look back, but his is a little darker.

As soon as Childe departs it feels as though all the air is sucked from the room, you haven’t looked over properly at him once. He’s so close you can feel every breath he takes. He begins with raking his fingers up and down your shoulders, sliding up to your thin spaghetti straps, you’re expecting him to stop, to give you a moment to breathe: this is your first time after all, your head is spinning in a million directions.

He doesn’t give you a signal or anything before he’s tugging the straps down to expose your cute bralette, he deems that useless and tugs that off your shoulders as well. A gasp makes its way towards your lips and your attempt to cover yourself is met with him gripping your wrists firmly. He stares down at them for a minute, admiring just how pretty they are. He wants to take you as you are now, on display and vulnerable, while your brother is completely ignorant, but he knows he has limited time.

He knows what he’s about to do is bad, possibly risky and dangerous but he’s also not thinking very well, he just wants to be buried inside of you immediately.

Suddenly you’re being manhandled to lie on the couch, with him inbetween your legs. Letting your eyes drift you can see his cock straining against his pants. He’s lifting up your hips a little to pull your shorts around your thighs, he doesn’t want to take them all the way off just incase.

He also does the same to himself: pulling his cock out, now you really get a good look at just how big he is, more long than he is thick. His cock is a pretty tan-pink and very obviously leaking precum.

He’s also looking at your pussy, it makes him twitch a little to think about how he’ll ruin you for any other person, he’ll make sure your first time is something to remember, you’re wet from the little bit of kissing earlier, probably not as much as you should be but that’s something he can apologize for later.

He pushes your legs up towards your stomach but saving room for himself to squeeze inbetween them. He moves to stroke himself a few times, fully getting up to the expression on your face, an attempt at a brave face, he wants to wipe that right off.

He guides himself to your lips, tapping his cock against you, he teases you a little by sliding up and down between your lips again, bumping against your clit has small whimpers leaving your pretty lips.

He finds your hole, and presses against it, you’re quick to brace yourself. Him pushing hurts so bad for you but he does pause in intervals to let you breathe. Every inch is like torture for the both of you, Scaramouche finding it hard to not just shove himself deep within you, and you finding it hard to adjust to just how long he is. When he does manage to get to a good place, tears are filling your waterline, this is where he’ll stop. Poor thing, you only had a few more inches to take but he doesn’t say that out loud.

He begins fucking into you but not going past the point he had stopped, god you feel so fucking good around him, his dick twitching everytime he pushes inside your wet walls, virgins are really the best. A groan is heard from Scara, huffs as well, as he tells you just how amazing this is.

It’s starting to make you feel a little jumpy, slight electric shocks are shaking your clit, You’ve never felt like this, the pain is still there but also some pleasure can be felt.

“Shi…t..” scaras pace increases while he attempts to stay in control, you’ll be the death of him, literally. He presses your thighs loser to your shoulders successfully folding you, this lets his cock hit just a little deeper. You’re whining at this point, trying to stay quiet over Childes shower.

Your mind can only focus on him and his cock, the drag of it only deluding you more and more. He takes his fingers and rubs your clit roughly, getting a loud lewd reaction out of you. You begin tightening around him, pulling him into your heat more and more. Both of you haven’t noticed how he’s slipping in deeper an deeper, lust ridden minds only worried about cumming with each other.

His balls are slapping against your ass, this makes the room even louder minus your also loud mewling. At this point your entire pussy is feeling nothing but the urge to come, it’s so different from just rubbing your clit at night, it’s something more awful. Trying to voice on how you feel so weird to Scara is useless as all that’s spilling is moans. Soon the combined pace and clit rubbing has you pawing to get away from Scaramouche but he holds you down and fucking you meaner, and faster.

You can’t move as your body twitches on its own and your cumming all over his cock, he covers your mouth to hide your final and last yelp before your mind goes blank. The aftershocks hurt as his hips won’t stop fucking into you, his stomach hurts and tightens just like yours as he bottoms out and cums inside you.

Scaramouche taps your face a little to hear some praise about how well he did but finds that you’re fast asleep. He’s quick to situate yourself and have you looking like nothing happened, then doing the same to himself.

A few moments later Childe is out of the shower and walking to the couch.

“Aww, of course she’s the first to fall asleep” he’s quick to pat your sleeping form as light snores leave you.

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matchascara · 11 months

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CAMBOY SCARAMOUCHE

- IN WHICH: you find out the snarky purple haired boy in your class isn't as much as of a nobody as you thought he was.

contents: NSFW!! slight bdsm, mentions/use of sex toys

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he was the loner in class that spoke to nobody. headphones always on, blasting music that others who sat next to to him said to be j-rock. his aura was silent, cold and mysterious. the only quirk he showed to the public was his doodling habit in class. nobody really knew anything about him, besides his name.

scaramouche.

no matter how many times the blonde haired girl would invite him to parties, or hangouts, he'd never show. she'd pester him endlessly during lectures, only to be met with either complete silence followed by an eyeroll, or, if she's lucky, a scuff and a "stop bothering me." sometimes he'd switch it up and say, "go find something better to do with your free time."

yoimiya was defeated, and you never really quite knew how to help her. "try again tommorow." youd reassure, but, tommorows success was never gaurenteed

so with this, you couldn't believe your eyes when this same quite, snarky, and anti social boy has no problem lewdly showing off his body to thousands of people online--

as a camboy.

and a very popular one at that. always receiving the most gifts, subs, and views each live, he easily kept his place in the top 10 of the main screen leaderboard. his gap moe is what drew you in. his online persona was sexy, and alluring, yet he managed to keep his mysterious aura from his real life personality.

so you became a regular at this site, secretly watching him every other night at 11:30. you watched as he would undress himself on stream, slowly letting his lanky, pale fingers teasingly run along his ab lines until he reached down to rub his cock that throbbed through his jeans, "50 more gifts and i'll stroke it for you. 100 and i'll moan your name. please hurry, i really want to come to you guys." he teased, biting his lip in anticipation.

you don't know why you did it. but you did. with a small fright of hesitation you sent 100 gifts under a lesser known name of yours, your middle name.

with the sound alert going off, it gave scara the ok to lean back in his chair, open his legs and to start unzipping his jeans. "good girl (m/n)" he slurred.

"but i have a surprise for you all today." he pulled out a cum stopper from his desk and bit his lower lip in pain as he inserted it into himself. but his attempts to conceal was in vain and a faint gasp followed by a soft "fuck-" managed to escape his lips.

"you have to tell me when to cum. i'm under your control tonight."

you continued to watch as he then stroked his cock up and down, starting off slow before speeding up the pace as he leaned back with one arm over his eyes moaning and humming your name. "f-fuck, it feels so good. you feel s-so good. i can't-"

and when his soft moans turned into sensual whins, begging for you to let him cum, you wanted to do more than just watch.

you followed scara in his movements, taking off your shorts to play with your aching clit as you listened to him cry your name, he wanted so desperately to come, but you weren't going to let that happen. not yet.

you watched his mouth hang open out of pleasure as he continued to beg for you to let him cum. "please. please, let me- let me cum for you."

"keep it quiet." you sent with 50 gifts.

he bit his lip to seal off any more words, using his free hand to lean over and grip his desk, causing his shoulders to tense up.

you hated how you enjoyed it. how you enjoyed watching your classmate who's usually so silent, and reserved suddenly become a vocal, moaning mess as he pleaded with you to let him cum. and he has no idea it's you. he has no idea you'd see him tommorow sitting by himself in the back corner.

he had no idea you knew his dirty little secret. but part of you wish he did, because you so wanted the fingers that would pleasure you to be his own. just thinking about it made you release your final breath of moans as you finished on your white bedsheets. you sighed. the fun was over.

"cum for me."

scara finally leaned back on his chair upon hearing the noise alert, removing the cum stopper from his cock that throbbed in his hand. he let out a melodic moan, almost a scream as he finally came. it shot up upon his chest, which would drip down onto his lower stomach

he took deep breaths as he did nothing but bury his face in his hands, letting the thousands of viewers watch the breathless, whining mess you made of him. gifts were being spammed, subs were being increased and the live chat had nothing but praise.

he was definitely way more popular than you initially thought.

"next week i'll have a special guest with me." he finally managed to spur.

exiting the stream, you closed the laptop shut. the words "special guest" lingered in your head as you cleaned yourself up to get ready to bed.

but that night was a sleepless one, as all you wanted was to hear scara's whins taint your ears just once more.

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r0ttenhearts · 8 months

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Hello I have a request: Scaramouche/Xiao angst that ends with a happy ending that reader ends up w another character (of your choice!)

cherry flavored kiss

scaramouche x reader x xiao

sypnosis: after scaramouches affair , you decide to part ways and find something new for yourself.

warnings: angst, arguments, insults, scara being a dick

“archons, (y/n). why can’t you just listen to me? when have i ever been wrong? whenever you use your own head you get yourself into trouble.”

he followed you around your shared dorm room as you paced around. your mind was a mess. you had caught scaramouche texting another girl things that should have been kept between lovers. photos he sent to you, also being sent to her.

holding his phone in that moment you could have sworn it would have burned you, or you would have broken it. you had a suspicion that he was hiding something. the way he was glued to his phone, the way he wasn’t around as much in your shared space. it all made sense now.

you felt utterly worthless. you had to find out on your third anniversary. your makeup was now smeared, and you felt stupid in your getup. all this before the anniversary dinner. had it ever meant to last if it came out this way?

the worst part was he didn’t seem to care about how you felt about it. not a single apology leaving his lips. only insult after insult about going through his phone.

“you wouldn’t have gotten yourself hurt if you weren’t so damn nosy, (y/n). but now look at you! snotting on yourself.. you look a damn mess.” he grabbed your wrist tightly, forcing you to look at him.

his hair was damp and clung to his forehead as he had been showering while you discovered his secret. his eyes hid no anger as he grit his teeth. “this is your fucking fault. if you hadn’t been so.. you! i would’ve been satisfied. i would have been here. seeing you cry like this makes me feel sick, and not because i love you. but because it’s so pitiful.”

your tearful eyes spilled more tears as you attempted to shake free from his grasp. “you wonder why you have the issues you do scara, when you’re like this! when you treat someone who has loved and devoted themselves to you for years! you’re fucking sick.. you’re a mon-“

before you could finish your sentence a loud slap echoed across the room. the searing hot pain on your cheek was quickly replaced with the sensation of his nails digging into your cheek, grip on your face. “don’t you fucking call me that.”

no words were exchanged as he let go of your sobbing form. with a slam of the front door, it would be the last time you’d see scaramouche for another half year. hastily stuffing your belongings into bags and disappearing that same august night. and just like that, three years of memories were spent wasted.

while scaramouche spent his time in and out of girls dorm rooms, he never found the feeling he was searching for. he had it with you for a brief moment, before another girl caught his eye. but he knew he didn’t want you. he didn’t want the life he had promised you one hot summer day.

with scaramouche becoming known for his scandals around campus, you had devoted yourself to finishing your degree. you managed to pull through your heartbreak and graduate top of your class. you were all smiles that day, surrounded by your friends. the same friends you shared with scaramouche, but he never showed his face around you since that day.

with your college life coming to a close, you had been presented with an opportunity to work at a nearby aquarium, as your degree was based on marine science. you happily accepted as you held many fond memories at the aquarium. but there were some sour ones in the mix, like your first kiss, being with scaramouche, in front of the turtle and fish tank.

you shook your head at the memory, fingers clutching onto the strap of your bag on your shoulder. it was a new start to your life, a life where you were only surrounded by the things you loved.

you didn’t expect to find xiao in the breakroom as you set your bag down in a locker. his eyes seemed to light up the same way yours did as you recognized each other. “xiao? you work here? you didn’t tell us on graduation night.”

xiao softly hummed as he nodded. “i guess it never came up. i work with the penguins, you?” of course it was penguins. no other aquatic animal seemed to suit him more. you bit on your lip to fight a smile at the thought. “i’m with the otters actually.” xiao gave you a small smile, “it’s in the same area. i guess we’ll be seeing each other often, (y/n.)”

you couldn’t hold back your smile at those words. so then began your work relationship. it started with always taking the same breaks, having lunch together, and buying each other snacks from the vending machine. it gradually grew into hand holding before departing to different doors, waiting on each other to enter the aquarium in the parking lot, and late night dinners when you’d have to stay later than usual.

it was a hot day in may when you finally asked him the question that would make or break your current relationship with him. you both sat outside after a long shift, popsicles in hand as you both enjoyed the break. “hey, xiao?” he hummed in response as his popsicle was still in his mouth. “what are we? i mean.. i like you. like, really like you.” you could see his ears redden at your words as he slowly took the popsicle out of his mouth. his teeth marks on the blue ice.

“i.. i really like you too, (y/n).” you smiled gently before leaning in for a kiss hesitantly. you knew xiao was shy, never one for relationships or even being intimate with hugs. but you knew it felt right when his soft lips pressed against yours. you could taste the blueberry from his popsicle, and he could taste the cherry from yours.

you both came out to your friend group about your newly established relationship that same weekend. everyone but scaramouche was there, but they all knew he wouldn’t show. scaramouche would nerve show up if he knew you’d be there.

but word travels fast in teyvat and he saw the post venti had made to celebrate the new relationship. scaramouche scoffed, gritting his teeth as he blew out smoke from his cigarette. you? with xiao? it was unbelievable. it had only been seven months since he.. ended it with you.

that sinking feeling scara always tried to escape from only felt worse as he kept tapping through venti’s story. the video venti had posted of you shyly covering the camera as xiao kissed your cheek, hands around your waist made scara’s blood boil. xiao was scara’s friend! how could he betray him like this? getting with his lover, no— ex lover.

he had to do something. this wasn’t right. you with someone else wasn’t right. scaramouche dropped his cigarette to the ground, smushing it under his foot. the sparks of red dying out as he hastily called kazuha.

the video had been posted three hours ago so it must have been over by now. “hello? scara?” kazuha’s soft voice spoke through his speaker. “yeah. hi kazu, i have a favor to ask you.”

“what is it old friend?”

“could you give me (y/n)’s address?”

kazuha gave scaramouche your address, already knowing he had seen venti’s and posts. kazuha silently hoped this would help bring closure to you both, knowing the way you’d both go quiet at the mention of one another.

it turned out you didn’t live too far from him, only a 10 minute walk. he wondered how he never bumped into you thus far but chalked it up to him being too busy with his girls for the month to have probably even noticed.

he nervously stood in front of your door after ringing the doorbell. he hadn’t faced you since that day and it was untangling feelings he had repressed and pushed down since that day.

“oh.” your voice broke him from his nervous trance as you were swinging the door closed before he reached out. “wait, (y/n). i just want to talk. just give me five minutes and i’ll leave you alone.” you slowly nodded, opening your door so he could slip inside and close it behind him.

he noticed how much more decorated your apartment was compared to your shared dorm room you once had with him. he internally grimaced as he remembered how your face fell when you both went out shopping for furniture for your dorm room, telling you not to clutter the space with junk. the dejected look on your face was still clearly etched into his memory.

as you sat across from him he remembered why he came. it wasn’t to dwell on old memories, but to demand answers. he deserved that at the very least, didn’t he?

“i heard you’re with xiao now.” scaramouche spoke coldly as you nodded. “what of it, scara?”

he huffed as he shifted on your couch, his shoulders tensing. “why? how could you move on so fast? did we mean that little to you?”

you scoffed at his words. so this is what it was about. “seriously scara? how could i? how could YOU? YOU threw us away. YOU cheated on me. YOU ended our relationship.”

you couldn’t hide the anger that was boiling inside of you as you looked at the dark haired boy seated on your couch. you couldn’t believe you had once planned a future with him.

“you know you’re special to me, (y/n). all you had to do was come back, and we would’ve been happy together.”

“oh i was really special to you wasn’t i? special enough for you to cheat on me.” you spat.

“it wasn’t like that, and you know it. we could’ve been happy together right now. this could’ve been our apartment. we.. we could’ve lived out our promise.”

you laughed loudly at his words. the last thing you wanted to be reminded of was the promises you made. the promises you held near and dear to your heart so long ago. the only reason why you held onto him for as long as you did.

“that’s not true scara, and you know it. we wouldn’t have lasted, you weren’t satisfied. and you hated what we had. i have everything and more than i dreamed of when i was with you, now i have that with xiao. i’ve had enough of you and your lies. get the fuck out.” you spoke angrily as he silently walked to your door. you didn’t look at him but felt his eyes on you as he gave you one last glance. another door closed by him, for good.

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floylia · 20 days

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ELYSIAN ♫

10. 3 shots, 2 lips, 1 kiss

Time became a fluid concept.

Scara’s fingers poised over the guitar strings. Each pluck demanded attention, reminding you of the beauty of Scara’s tunes. For two hours, both of you have been playing covers, singing his new works, and performing improvs with mismatched melodies that somehow grew with each chord progression.

The night sky arrived, you should have left, but being in Scara’s presence froze the hands of time.

“I finally convinced you,” Scara broke the silence, head resting back on the couch–his eyes closed. He looked serene in the dim-light–even with his disheveled state. It became a battle not to pat his cloud-like hair. Each strand invited your hands to lay in its softness.

You chuckled, feeling too bubbly, mind hazy, as you swirl your intoxicating drink, words becoming a stumbling mess, “Technically–I only agreed to do background vocals and to go under a pseudonym,” you leaned in, now inches away from his face and pointed your finger at him, “Don’t get too excited.”

Scara’s gaze weighed on you. He simply stared, indigo eyes bearing emotions you couldn’t decipher. He grabbed your raised hand, and rested it on the couch without letting go–his light hold on top of yours, “Why do you…” he blinked in between the pause, cheeks dusted pink, voice a whisper, intended to keep his next words to himself but slipped anyhow, “...make me feel this way?”

What did that mean?

In your intoxicated state, your head was hammering through your skull.

What did that mean?

You pulled away, kept a distance, and gestured at the empty food containers and bottles of Sake lying on the glass table in front of the black couch you sat on, hoping to change the subject, “You know, every time we hang out, we always end up having a feast.”

Scara reached for the Cherry Bouquet flavored Sake that his mother had gifted him for his birthday. He had one more left since the two of you have managed to finish three bottles.

“It’s to keep you from talking,” he said, pouring the last of the liquid.

If words were spelt out on faces, the word “offended” would be in bold, red calligraphy. You let out an exaggerated gasp before slurring your next sentence and beginning a petty banter, “Heizou wouldn’t treat me like this.”

The thud of the shot glass echoed in the dimly lit room and Scara released a dramatic sigh “What is your obsession with him?”

“How are you not obsessed with him?”

He grumbled, "I'm a sane person.”

“Any sane person would admit that he’s great at everything.”

“I’m better than him,” he whispered—you almost didn’t catch it.

You chuckled, raising a brow, “Really? How?”

“Like this—”

His soft lips brushed yours. The taste of cherry covered your senses. His right hand rested on your waist, drawing circles with each touch, as the other guided your neck, pulling you closer. Each movement grew intense and clumsy reeling you for more, wanting more, needing more.

Nothing else mattered.

Scara stopped briefly, his eyes burned on you, caressing your cheeks with his finger as if he was afraid of shattering you. What was he thinking?

You fell back on the couch, his disheveled self on top of you–messy hair, flushed face, and longing gaze, leaving you more impatient than ever. You pulled him closer and his lips were back on yours with the same passion as the first time. Now it was tender and delicate–no rush, just savoring the moment while it lasted, his hands still on your waist, offering warmth and comfort that almost sent you in a coffin.

Three bottles for bravery.

Two lips for passion.

One kiss for Aether to walk in at the wrong moment.

“Fuck.”

The door slammed, but you pretended not to hear it.

notes:

ummm i guess that happened

Synopsis: After 7 years of enduring the media’s relentless pursuit of painting you as a villain, you’re forced to go through an indefinite hiatus with a tainted reputation on your head. However, just when you thought your career was over, a certain 5WIRL member wants you to feature on his solo career. Surely, this won’t affect your reputation once more, would it?

Scaramouche x fem!reader

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ittodori · 2 years

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THE BALLADEER'S TEARS.

i am so in love w scara i just need to give him one (1) smooch i swear

the balladeer does not cry.

him? a high-ranking harbinger like him? what an absurd thought! don’t make him laugh. crying is for mortals; they have always been so weak and pathetic that he can’t even fathom it. how could he possibly act like one? scaramouche is neither weak nor pathetic — unlike what his mother thought of him.

so what need is there for a puppet to cry?

“don’t touch me.”

yet he’s trembling under your touch.

“don’t look at me like that.”

yet he doesn’t make an effort to push you away.

“like what?” you whisper, and the feared balladeer’s eyes flutter close at the soft melody of your voice. a lone teardrop starts to slide down his cheek, and he’s about to curse at himself until you wipe it away with the pad of your thumb, as if he could easily shatter from the lightest of touch. you have always been too gentle with him. scaramouche doesn’t know how he should feel about it.

like i’m something.

he stays quiet, instead clenching his jaw – because when did he become so… weak? why is he not spitting venom at you for holding him in such a frightening way? why is he not running away from your arms that constantly emit so much warmth? why — this haunting question he asks your sleeping figure every night — why do you continue to stay despite it all?

it’s almost like you sense the thoughts swirling around his mind because suddenly, you’re cupping the back of his head to guide to your chest. not a word is spoken between the two of you as you press your lips to the top of his hair, and that action alone says everything he has to know.

scaramouche has never felt this way before.

and he finally surrenders, releasing the sob from his throat as it bleeds and bleeds through his eyes. is it from the grief he’s known ever since he could remember, or the love that has touched his skin for the very first time? you're not sure, but it's heavy and raw, and it squeezes at your heart all the same, so you tighten your grip and continue to hold him in your embrace to give him the privacy to cry.

scaramouche has long vowed to himself that no one will ever witness him at his lowest moment. he will never come to that pitiful point. even at his final breath, he will never allow himself to be vulnerable.

but right now, at this very moment, he is kunikuzushi.

#genshin #genshin x reader #scaramouche #scaramouche x reader #scaramouche angst #genshin imagines #genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #scaramouche x you #scaramouche fluff

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wanderersbell · 2 years

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wanderer x reader

summary: sometimes, when he thinks you aren’t looking, he makes his vision glow and dim softly in a steady rhythm. the illusion of a heartbeat.

genre: fluff

warnings: none

word count: 1,175

a/n: hellooo first time posting i am terrified of my writing being percieved but i’m full sending it and might never do this again so slay ig. scara is kinda ooc (he is not being a jerk lmao)

sometimes, when he thinks you aren’t looking, he makes his vision glow and dim softly in a steady rhythm. the illusion of a heartbeat.

it’s one of the many things you’ve noticed he does in the time that’s passed since you met him. he’s complex, stubborn, hard to read, prone to outbursts, and yet it’s the small actions and glimpses of vulnerability that remind you how truly human he is. no matter his origins, what his body may be made out of, or how many lies have poisoned his consciousness, he feels everything the way a human does.

you don’t get to see it often, whenever he knows you’re looking he makes a huge show of being a brat and flaunting an arrogance that seemingly never left him after his loss of divinity that he knows irks you to no end when you just want a solid answer out of him, but there are times he isn’t aware he’s being perceived.

you have a tendency to become so absorbed in a task that you lose all situational awareness and he knows this well by now, choosing those moments to let his guard down while you don’t pay him any mind. he’s shown you a side of himself that’s remained previously undiscovered until he grew undeniably fond of you over time. he shows this in the way he bounces his leg when you’re hurt or not feeling well, the way he disappears off to sumeru city when you claim that nothing sounds good to eat only to return with the pita pockets he knows you’ll eat no matter what, in the way he lets you stroke and place featherlight kisses against his knuckles when he wakes up from a nightmare and looks down at his hands that have done so many cruel things and calls himself a monster.

that last one has only happened twice thus far, and he always refuses to meet your eyes for a while the next morning, but his tolerance for your small shows of affection and comfort are welcome progress in comparison to the offense he used to take from it when he only saw it as pity. after all, he hates being looked down on. however, actions often speak better than words.

you know he doesn’t understand why you seem to care for him, and you know that it’ll take time for him to fully open up, which is why you make sure to give him the moments you’re occupied with other things to unmask and decompress and never interrupt him when you accidentally tune back into reality, but it’s only a matter of time before you give yourself away.

and now, while you watch him from where you sit at the bank untangling a fishing net, you think this might be the day you finally do.

he’s standing a short distance away under the shade of a tree where he was initially scrutinizing your work and making snarky comments about it that fell on deaf ears as you paid him no mind, but had at some point fallen silent and let his tense shoulders drop as he watched the wildlife around him.

the dappled sunlight through the leaves above him dance along the top of his hat with the movement of the wind and soft metal chimes can be heard as the ornaments on his hat sway with it, but it’s the soft sound of elemental energy that had taken your focus away from the net and when your attention fell on him, he was doing it again, making his vision beat lightly against his chest. the sight makes your heart clench and a lump form in your throat, watching him gaze so softly down at the item hanging down from his shoulder. he holds his right hand underneath it gently, almost as if even the slightest of touches would throw off the rhythm, and it’s in this moment that you release a sigh a bit too loud that has his eyes snapping to yours in an instant.

for a moment he looks like a child that got caught stealing sweets, eyes wide and body frozen in place, before he eventually frowns and sends you a sharp glare while turning his body away from you and crossing his arms with a huff, pretending to go back to staring off into the distance.

your feet start carrying you to him before your mind can even process the movement but he keeps himself faced away from you until you move in front of him. he looks unsure and hesitant, but there is an undeniable level of trust that had built up between you two that kept him from growing instinctively defensive.

“what?” he demands, refusing to meet your eyes.

“do it again.”

when his gaze finally lands on you he looks almost taken aback. “why?”

you shake your head. “just do it, please.”

he looks like he wants to argue, but decides to keep his mouth shut and lets his arms fall back down to his sides in defeat when he realizes you’re dead serious. slowly, almost shyly, his vision starts glowing with anemo energy again, steady and strong. when you reach your hand up softly to touch it he tenses up and almost backs away, but after a reassuring glance from you holds himself in place and nervously waits to see what you’re trying to do.

you lean closer as your fingertips make contact with the metal casing around it, feeling the rush of energy against your hand every time it brights and dims again. you might be imagining it, but the rhythm seems to pick up the closer you get.

when your warm lips meet the cool glass against his chest, it reacts immediately; the elemental energy starts pulsating faster and faster inside of the vision while the wanderer stiffens before you, entirely frozen on the spot as his ‘heart’ beats wildly at your boldness. his expression remains almost entirely neutral, so much so that you probably wouldn’t have been able to tell he was even flustered had his vision not given it away, and the thought makes you smile softly knowing he can’t hide how these small shows of affection get to him now. the flush rising in his cheeks is proof of the fact that he’s more than aware of this, and he wastes no time shoving you away and yanking his hat down to cover his face while he turns away in embarrassment.

instead of saying anything, you clasp your hands behind your back and return to the riverside where you left the tangled net, and you can literally feel the way his eyes are burning holes into the back of your head when you pick it up and start picking at the knots again.

what you don’t see is the way he stares at you with pure wonder and adoration spilling over in his indigo irises, hand resting over the place your lips had just been as if he can hold the feeling there forever.

#genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #scaramouche #wanderer #kunikuzushi #scaramouche x reader #wanderer x reader #kunikuzushi x reader #my writing

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bamdelune · 9 months

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utterly, unbelieveably in love pt. 1 ░ scara x reader modern!au ★ mini series

summary ➜ he has six months to win you over. the famed scaramouche of tevyat unviersity wants the honor of owning a place in your heart. you want to see how far his feelings hold true.

genres/tags ➜ fluff, scara is genuinely head over heels for you, fem!reader, scara is your brother's best friend, courting, new writing style.

Your brother bringing home friends from university wasn't a surprising occurence. He'd do it all the time. The only thing surprising was how a real human being could bear to even form a friendship to someone akin to a persistent little fly that buzzes in the shell of your ear.

This time, the person who welcomed himself through the entrance of your home was none other than the flamboyant Scaramouche. Academic by nature, with ladies and gentlemen swooning over him at every stride of his feet. Sure, a little too confident over the scale but still charming nonetheless. Your brother was on the popular side of the school tier, perhaps it was a matchmade in heaven.

"I'm home." He would say, after the lock clicks free. You were hunched over a laptop on the couch, with a screen that displayed two tabs as you accomplished your essay due in about... seven hours? A hum of acknowledgement slips past your lips, eyes still trained on the bright screen in front of you, too busy to even notice the fact that he brought a new friend today but it was a sight of familiar indigo streaks of hair.

For the next few times, Scaramouche would become a frequent visitor at your apartment and you had grown accustomed to the routine. You would be studying by the time the both of them get to the apartment, you'd acknowledge them, and Scaramouche would leave an hour and thirty minutes later. But today was a different case.

Your brother, being the trustful guy that he is, apparently gave Scara his key to the apartment telling him to go ahead and use it as he did some short errands.

Now here you were sitting in silence with the ever-charming boy from uni, with his eyes shooting glances he thought was subtle enough for you not to notice.

"You've been staring." You begin, your focus shifting from your laptop to his direction, although not directly into his eyes.

He hums, "I'd say the same about you."

Well, shit. Cover blown, does a life in the countryside tickle your fancy in any way?

Heat brushes your features but you are quick to school them.

"I'm curious as to how my brother thought this whole thing through."

Scara tilts his head, eyebrows furrowing in question. "Thought what through?"

"You. Giving you the actual key to our apartment. He's never done that so there's something different about you." Your eyes squint at him suspiciously, hands reaching for the top of your laptop and it shuts it closed. "Why are you here?"

"You're pretty cocky if you think I'm here for you." Scara blurts out in response. You raise an eyebrow at him.

"I never said that though?"

His face flushes a shade of pink and he takes a big interest in the crown moldings of your ceiling.

"You're weird." You mutter.

"Right back at you."

You scoff at his reply, albeit a small tug on your lips curls them upward. Just then the knob of the front door turns clockwise. You send Scara a 'you didn't lock the door?' type of look and he merely shrugs as your brother comes inside.

"I'm home— oh, you really did use the key." Your brother says, settling his belongings down on the marble counter. You swear you caught a small smirk playing on his lips but he was far too quick at concealing it.

From now onwards, Scaramouche would become a reoccuring character in your life. How long will it take for you to fall into the wraps of his charms?

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fairykazu · 6 months

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NOT-SUPER-SECRET-CRUSH FT. SCARAMOUCHE contents: fem! reader, friends to lovers, requited love, highschool au, zhongli is ur dad, modern au masterlist | series masterlist | part two | part three

it was too early for this, the flickering fluorescent lighting overhead, snapping scaramouche's tired eyes awake. it was obvious he didn't get much sleep as his eyes were sunken in as much as he tried to hide it with concealer. putting his head down in his arms, yawning as ms. yae's aggravating voice rang in his ears. "scaramouche, lift your head up. you of all students need to pay attention." scaramouche took a deep breath as he rolled his eyes, what was the point of dissing him in the class when there's a student named itto who regularly skips this class? "scaramouche."

"ok." he lifted his head up, his hair disheveled. miss yae walked closer to the end of the classroom, her heels clicking with each step. "mr. raiden, don't make me call your mother."

scaramouche hissed back, "you would like that wouldn't you."

the silence filled the room as the pink haired teacher looked taken back. "just because of that, i'm calling her."

"whatever." after his last word, the class spilled back to normal as scaramouche felt as if he had to peel his eyelids back just to pay attention. but the noise was overwhelming as the lesson yae is making is coming out of one ear and out the other. trying to fight back the urge, he pinched himself but fell victim of falling asleep in the boring english class.

school wasn't the greatest for you because you're failing the two requirements to pass. math and science... screw the people who created this topic. if school was solely history and english, you would be flying out of the teyvat with rainbows, and you'd become the nyan cat or something.

when you arrived at your class, slightly late, miss guizhong greeted you with a smile, motioning you to come closer to her. she announced to the class to check their answers for homework as it was on the board. she turned to you, "name, you are not surviving this class."

"i know..."

"im not sure how you're not grasping this concept even if i had given you one of my best students to tutor you."

to be fair, haitham wasn't the greatest. he was the best student in your class, but he spent most of the tutoring with his not-boyfriend, bickering at any chance he could get.

"i know." it's really tiring to hear this even though you know you're failing, and you know you should get better by now. after all you are a junior now. but it's hard after years of getting used to being the bottom of the barrel. you tried to joke with yourself, 'at least, i have english and history!'

"if you know, scaramouche raiden, then you could ask him. he's one of the top students for these subjects." guizhong said, jotting down his name on a post it notes, giving you the yellow-colored paper.

oh wait, you forgot that scaramouche was a student that is soaring in the skies in this subject. maybe he'll help.

it was break and you spotted the familiar purple haired male from afar. you ran after him, attacking him from behind by pulling back on the lash tab. halting his way to his spot, scaramouche only turned his head to you. he was greeted by your smile, you tugged on the lash tab again, "hey, scara, can i ask you something?"

letting go of the back of the backpack when scaramouche turned fully to you, he rolled his eyes, as his friends walked ahead, assuming he'll catch up, "you did."

"haha, you're so funny." you glanced back at him, his face only told you to "get to the point."

"um, can you help me with ms guizhong's math class and miss nahida's bio class..."

scaramouche scoffed at the idea you just proposed, helping you? why would he even help you? you noticed how his face is not changing from his resting bitch face. you feared that you had to resort to older measures. "scaramouche, pleasseee! if you don't help me, my dad's going to kill me."

"how would mr. morax kill his favorite kid?" scaramouche raised a brow. "'cause, i'm literally failing like ... some of my classes... especially the class, my auntie is teaching...." you admitted, sheepishly. scaramouche's eyes widened, the daughter of one of the best teachers are failing. either you're really stupid or she sucks at his job. if he's being honest, it's probably the former. miss guizhong was great at her job.

seeing how scaramouche's porcelain poker face break, you took this as a chance to jab him where it hurts. you know that scaramouche isn't particularly good at the subject of english, especially when his teacher was literally his mom's girlfriend. "can you please help me with math and biology?" you began to whisper, "after that, i can help you with english homework from ms yae."

his face scrunched up as you could tell he was breaking resistence to your idea. itching the spot on his neck, he sighed, "fine. i will."

"alright! when do you want to meet up?"

"for?"

"the tutoring stuff."

"i did not agree to tutoring you."

"yes you did." you played a recording of scaramouche saying yes to the convo. just to annoy him, you started at the beginning and played his voice slower, a masculine voice going, "fine. i will." in reverb, basically catching the male red handed.

"you're insufferable."

"i know." you giggled as turning the opposite direction of scaramouche, not even looking back. unbeknownst to you, scaramouche was hiding a small smile.

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xiaoscarasimp · 10 months

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A Small bit of Cat boi Smut

*drops another piece of smut and runs away*

yeah so uh this was a lot of fun there will be a part 2. This was supposed to take a lot more twists and turns but decided to hold off

Minors DNI pls

Cw:(oh lord where do we start?)

Afab!reader, cat girl reader,smut, degradation, praise, pet play, cat boi scara, cat boi lyney, magic, ooc,three some anal, SiZe KiNk

It was a mistake to try and get involved with the weird twink from Fontaine. He told you he'd come home and "cast magic on you and your significant other to help boost the relationship," So how did it end up like this?

Your cat boy, Scaramouche, had you pinned up against a wall with your arms above your head, eyes heavily lidded, hazed with lust. You, on the other hand, had grown cat ears and tail and where you were normally taller than him, he now was towering over you. He was always strong to begin with, but now with your reduced size, he seemed even stronger. You squirmed trying to escape his grasp, but actually couldn’t.

You could see the magician Lyney in the background laughing at the whole situation, commenting how cute you looked. When asked how he did this or why, the only response he could give was that it “was something you both wanted.”

Scaramouche ran his thumb across your cheek and then across your lips, admiring how cute you had become. His tail coiled itself multiple times around your wrists and while you tried to get free, your tail had other ideas: namely wrapping itself around the catboy's wrist. Your face turned beet red, not understanding why your body was responding the way it was. As the situation stood: you should be scared shitless, but why were you so turned on? Was it fear? Was it because you had a secret degradation fetish?

“I always knew you’d make an excellent cat girl,” Scaramouche says in a husky growl in your now very sensitive ear. His breath sent shivers down your spine, heat pooling in your lower half. “But smaller than me too? Can’t wait to feel how tight you are now.” He throws you on the bed and then gets on top of you, caging you between his arms. There was absolutely no escape now.

“Scaramouche, this isn’t right,” you manage to choke out. “It’s that weird magician’s fault. He’s the on-” You felt a hand on your throat, and tail in your mouth, gagging you.

“Don't. Ever. Speak. Of. Another. Man. In. Front. Of. Me.” Scaramouche’s ears press against his head. He has always been the jealous type, but with whatever magic the Fontaine guy had been working on both of you, the jealousness and possessiveness had been amplified. You see Lyney in the background, laughing hysterically, but this time he had given himself cat ears and tail to match you and your cat boy. He smirks at you, saying how hot this all was, but Scaramouche didn’t seem to hear him; he was trapped in his own lust.

Scaramouche starts undressing you, first with his eyes, but then his hands move their way up your smaller body, taking your shirt along with them. It was an easy task since your clothes hadn’t shrunk along with you; everything was loose on you, a few sizes too big. You press your thighs together, trying to not let him take off your pants, but they were already halfway around your knees. Despite the fact you moan “no, don’t do this,” you can’t deny you’re very turned on by all of this.

Lyney comes up behind Scaramouche, and whispers something in his ears, causing a wicked grin to appear on his face. The bluenette cat boy then slides your panties off, commenting how pretty your pussy was and how he wanted to ravage it immediately. You weren’t that much smaller than normal, but still worried if you could take him at your current size, because while the cat boy wasn’t huge by any means, he wasn’t exactly small either.

Scaramouche undresses himself, starting with taking his overshirt off slowly, revealing a black skin tight shirt that makes him look absolutely divine. He then slid down his shorts, revealing boxers already wet with pre cum. He was just so excited to ravage a pretty little cat girl. A pretty little cat girl, made just for him.

He buries his face in your sex, moaning that it tastes sweeter than normal, but what really surprises you is that Lyney comes around and runs his hands up and down your body, pinching your erect nipples. Your tail thrashes from all the over stimulation, wanting more and for it to stop at the same time. Scaramouche swats Lyney’s hands away from your body, scowling at the audacity of the magician to touch his beloved property.

“You’re not allowed to touch her until I’m done with her pussy,” Scaramouche growls. Lyney smirks, then comes around the cat boy, running his hands up and down his body this time, touches feather light, pinching his nipples gently causing the already horny cat boy to moan and become impossibly more erect. Scaramouche positions himself upright on the bed and pulls you up on his lap, kissing and biting your collarbone, hands still savoring your body.

“You said I couldn’t touch her, but you never said I couldn’t touch you,” Lyney says seductively, kissing the tattoo on the back of Scaramouche’s neck. His hands moved down to stroke the base of bluenette’s tail, causing his weeping member to thrust itself between your legs, causing you to gasp in pleasure.

"Oh, gods, I want to be in your tight little pussy," Scaramouche moans,thrusting between your legs, catching a bit more of your slick with each thrust. "Since you're a cat girl now, meow for me."

"Nyaa~" As you do a traditional cat girl pose, you can feel whatever dignity you had left dying. That was enough to get Scaramouche to start kissing you roughly, tongues battling it out in your mouth. Lyney’s hands move from stroking Scaramouche’s tail to slightly pulling on your tail, causing you to moan in your lover's mouth.

"Such a pretty little pet for me," your cat boy admires your neediness. "You know what a good pet needs? A collar, claiming that you are mine." At this point, Lyney conjures up a collar with a tag that says "Property of Scaramouche Balladeer the Sixth," and buckles it securely around your neck.

"Look what a good pet she is for you," Lyney cooed in Scaramouche’s ear. "Oh, how the tables have turned. The master becomes the pet."

You scowl at the two of them laughing at you. The magician’s eyes were ravenging you, wondering what acts he could convince your cat boy to do next. He had his own ideas swirling around in his head, and was wondering if your partner had any of the same ideas.

Scaramouche was still thrusting between your legs, the tip threatening to slip in. You were getting extremely turned on by this, wanting his cock inside you more and more with every thrust. He could pick up on this feeling, and quite honestly he felt the same.

However! He also wanted to hear you beg. Normally, you were in charge, but this time, this time he had a small cat girl sitting on his lap, moaning with every thrust between her legs.

"You want me, don't you?" He moans through kissing. "I'll give it to you if you beg." You can see Lyney smiling, egging you on as he pulls your hair, stimulating you even further. As you attempt to use the thrusting motion as means to try and alleviate the growing heat pool in your abdomen, Scaramouche just stops.

"Ah ah ah," He tuts. "You don't get off with out me, and you don't get me unless you beg."

"Please," you pitch your voice a bit higher than normal, swallowing your pride. "Please

I n-need you to help me." The mix of juices between your legs was electrifying. What ever magic the Fontaine man had cast made stimulation even better than normal.

"Good girl." He allows you to lift yourself up and insert his cock into your needy hole. "Aanh~. You were tight before, but this is a whole 'nother level. Such a tiny cat girl pussy, made just for me."

As you slide down his length, you couldn't help but to feel fuller than normal, your walls clenching his cock more vigorously than usual. He's not small by any means, but with your reduced size, it felt like it was going to stretch you out, to break you.

Scaramouche allows you to bottom out and adjust to his size before thrusting, causing you to cum almost immediately.

"Such a good little whore you are," He purrs in your ear. "Cumming from insertion alone? You must have really needed it, didn-" You yank his head down and start kissing him passionately again. Reduced size or not, you didn’t have to pull very hard to make him come down to devour your lips.

“I still haven’t gotten my high yet, so just bear with me darling,” He manages to rasp. “I can almost see where my dick is inside you. You’re taking it like a good little whore. Just for me: a good little whore just for me.” As he thrusts deep inside you, he swears he can see a slight bulge in your stomach from where his dick was kissing your womb.

“F-fuckk,” Scaramouche groans and releases his load, pulling your hair right behind your cat ears, and painting your insides creamy white. Although he had just cum, he was still impossibly hard. Lyney murmurs something in your partner’s ear once more, and you start to feel a bit worried. Whatever the two cat boys were discussing could never be good, especially when Scaramouche smiled like a wicked cheshire cat.

You start to feel an icy hot feeling, cooling but burning at the same time and Scaramouche’s cock was expanding your insides. How was it possible to get even bigger after cumming?

No. Wait. Lyney shrunk you. Again.

“Oh, wow,” Scaramouche gasps, eyes even more hazed with lust. “An even tinier cat girl to fuck senseless. If I wasn’t fucking your womb before, I surely am now.” His hand cups your cheek, although at this point, his hands are huge compared to you.

“Lyney? Why did you do this to me?!” You exclaim as Scaramouche starts thrusting into you; you could barely take his length at this size. Your stomach starts bulging with each thrust, his cock definitely in your womb.

"Look at you, pregnant with my cock," he coos. "What a good little slut, taking in my cock."

Lyney laughs and snaps his fingers and his clothes disappear. The blond then sits around behind you and pushes you towards your own cat boy's chest, grabbing Scaramouche's face and kissing him, tongues swirling in their mouths. A bit of spit drops on your face as you look up at the two moaning boys making out.

All of sudden, you feel something wet prod your ass. Turns out, Lyney had licked his pinky finger before kissing Scaramouche and was prodding your rear end with it. The one finger almost barely fits, and you can feel your insides being rearranged. At the same time, Scaramouche forcibly opens your mouth and tells you to suck on his fingers.

"Annhh. Imagine how good your tiny mouth would feel on my dick, " He moans through kissing the blonde. Only one finger would fit in your mouth, and you lick it and suck on it like it was a lifeline. You moan while sucking on his delicate digits and being fucked in both holes, sending both cat boys even further towards the edge.

You try to mention something about bodily injury of being fucked at this size, but couldn't make anything out due to the pleasure overriding your brain.

"Never worry, my dear," Lyney says behind you. "The magic protects your insides. Although, my eyes are on the handsome one that is currently inside of you."

He thrusts his pinky a few more times in your ass before pushing you and Scaramouche backwards on the bed; you almost fall off your partner, but Lyney sandwiching you between the two cat boys keeps you in place. The raven-haired cat boy looks incredulously at the blonde, wondering what was going to happen next, as if he didn't know.

Lyney conjures up some lube and puts the other cat boy's knees closer to his head for easier access to the bluenette’s hole. You crash into your lover's chest and give his nipple a small nibble and a few flicks of the tongue, making him moan your name. There was a deep rumble in his chest that could be confused with rolling thunder, but it was just him purring and moaning at the stimulation.

As Lyney stuck his own cock in Scaramouche’s ass, you suck on his nipple even harder, biting and groping the area around it. The cat boy moans even louder as the blond bottoms out. Lyney’s pinky finger returns to your ass, going in easier this time. Their tails intertwine, and Lyney starts thrusting into your lover's needy hole and at the same time Scaramouche bucks his hips into you. He uses his large hands to keep you from falling off, but eventually sits you up, detaches you from his nipple, and demands that you suck on his finger again.

You suck and moan on his finger, nearly cumming with every thrust that Scaramouche pumps into you. Your cat boy starts babbling about how good this all feels;the angle of Lyney’s cock hitting his prostate, the tiny cat girl pussy around his dick and her lewd mouth having its way with his fingers. It was all too good.

"Aa~~ r-right there," the cat boy moans. "F-faster!....yes….I-I'm cumming again~" Lyney thrusts even faster, causing your tiny body to bounce up and down on your lover's cock, and both you and Lyney cum at the same time, causing Scaramouche to cum yet again.

Basking in the afterglow, Lyney restores you to your normal size and makes your cat ears and tail disappear. You weren’t going to lie: the cat ears and tail had to be your favorite part of the whole experience….and being fucked at reduced size was pretty nice as well.

The three of you pass out on the bed, Scaramouche on your right side and Lyney on your left, and each one of them cuddling you, both wishing to do that again.

You awake to two small cat boys on either side, each one about half the size of a normal human. One with raven hair, the other with platinum blonde. You smile.

"Good morning, darlings."

#genshin impact #Genshin smut #Scaramouche #scaramouche x reader #Lyney #lyney x reader #Cat girl #Cat boi #Size kink #Shrinking #Ooc lyney #Prob #yeah idk #f/m/m

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reilliane · 1 year

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i promised scara brainrots, here we go! slightly angsty, but more on the fluff side this time (surprisingly) and pretty self-indulgent! this is long lmao

✤ she/her

SPOILERS FOR 3.3 ARCHON QUEST!

: ̗̀➛ Reverse Isekai AU (becoming besties with a fictional character- wait, why is he here)

Imagine being in a fit of tears after playing through the Archon Quest. It's always been known that the narrative behind Scaramouche—Kunikuzushi, Kabukimono, Balladeer- just him, is tragic. But boy, with the way everything fell into place, he was meant for tragedy, it's awful.

It's difficult to focus on the characters' dialogue when you're busy trying to see through the blurriness of your eyes, but you manage. You hear him say something to the Traveler, and there shows up a choice box like always. Paying no mind to it, as you are occupied with sniffing and catching your breath, you press whatever.

He mentions ceasing, as what the trailer for version 3.3 entailed, and he's gone, and- wait. Did your game crash? Why is it frozen on a particular scene? Huh, your device shut down- your progress!?

Alas, you're not in the mood to lament over that when you can just spill woe over the story for the mean time. So you do just that, weep and roll around in your bed kicking your feet 'cause wow, yes, the guy's evil and all- but damn! His life is founded on nothing but angst! When you pull for him in game, you'll be placing him in the teapot with only the finest of comforts availa— OUCH!?

To your pain and confusion, something drops onto you from above, crushing your back as that something eventually topples out of your bed with a loud cuss. Wait a minute, was that a voice-? You take a peek and start laughing. Ahahaha, no, impossible, why- that only happens in fanfiction! Yet, his demanding question that reaches your ears in real time only serves to remind you that this is real.

“What the hell are you laughing at, you puny mortal? Answer my question or die where you stand!” AHAHAHA YOU'RE TRIPPIN'!

News flash, you're not. Because all of a sudden you are being pinned on the bed, with a very angry little man above you that doesn't seem to be joking around with what he said about killing you.

Holy smokes, it's supposed to be impossible but no, he's right there. On top of you. If you were reading some kind of e rated fanfiction in ao3, you would've screamed because hey he's looking pretty handsome right now but- woah, woah, calm dOWN SIR YOU WILL RECEIVE YOUR ANSWERS!

As expected, Scaramouche does not believe an ounce of what you say, but resigns to it. After all, he has already 'deleted' his existence in Teyvat, it'd only seem logical if he were to be transported in an entirely different world...

Now, as he is a smart guy, he very quickly deduces that you somehow know him. Oh boy, imagine telling him that he's someone from a game. At first, he'll laugh bitterly at it, saying something like 'of course. my misery was some kind of amusement, is it?' BRO mission therapy starts now. You're no Nahida, but still!

Now imagine him learning that he has 'fans'. Boy will be so confused like, fans what fans- do you mean those accessories orrrr-

He understands what you meant when you show him that he has a 'following', and he's pretty stumped. He only ever knew Haypasia, he had a single follower, but in this place- he had... tens of thousands? HUH? HUH??

As he's already been given a reality slap by the Traveler and Nahida, he's no longer in the mindset to be all god-like, but boy the temptation... until he realizes that he doesn't have any elemental powers. And he's become human. Oh boy.

When he realizes that he's breathing and has a heartbeat, dude stares at you for like a minute straight. Is this real? Look, look! He snatches your hand and holds it over his chest and- holy hell he's right, he has a beating heart.

Give him some space to process things, his mind is currently exploding right now.

It'll take him time to understand that he's loved as much as he is hated in this world. The latter he understands, but the former... oh, is this real? He still can't believe it, so you had to go through various social media platforms just to prove a point. He bares his eyes to numerous 'posts' that range from 'YO HE BETTER COME HOME I'LL TAKE GOOD CARE OF HIM', 'AHSDAKJHDJAKDHA HE'S SO HOT BARK BARK YEOAWOADSADH', and other more... flustering posts.

HE'S LOVED! Well, he's also hated, but he's LOVED! In all his confused snark, he asks you where you stand in those two groups. Bro's putting you on the spot, good luck.

If you manage to evade that question, you'll tell him that he's free to stay with you until he gets the ropes of this world. It'll be a bit difficult to adjust with someone new and yes you've screamed far too many times when he pops up somewhere in the house, completely still in disbelief that he's there, but it'll be alright.

When you first accompany him outside, you had to throw him in huge clothes just so that he won't be noticeable. Even if he was 'humanized', he still looks a lot like how he does in game, not to mention his voice. He dislikes hiding, but has to put up with it.

Bro highkey basks in the glory when you both go to a genshin convention and see all the love for him. It's the one time he gets to dress up in his Harbinger attire (though he admits he dislikes having connections with it after knowing the truth) and show himself without fear of hearing "YO ARE YOU SCARAMOUCHE? YOU LOOK LIKE THE REAL DEAL!" because cosplayers are a thing. When he finds out that he gets a 'redesign' he pesters you to buy him the outfit. How laughable, how can the OG guy not have his own made clothes in the game??? You cave of course.

He's still a smug lil shi- though, so he will say that he is the one and only 'Wanderer/Scaramouche' when asked in the convention. Your panicked screaming in the background is thoroughly enjoyed, please, continue giving a good show as he revels in all the attention. Before long, posts about him are scattering all around the internet and you lecture him about the mob on your door and the diehard "HE'S MINE!" fans that has sent threats in your social media. They still believe he's just a really good cosplayer, but still...

“Hah, what're you so scared of?” he'll just smirk in the middle of your lecture, “They won't be able to land a hand on you so long as I'm here.”

Cue malfunction. He knows what he's doing, isn't he? This smug piece of- you'll kick him back into the game if you could!

“Like hell you will. Even if you can, you won't do it. Your boring human life has only become interesting because I'm here.” + :P

DAMN, HE RIGHT THOUGH!

ive always liked his character from the moment he appeared in that first event but now that his lore is fleshed out it's time to go ham >:D

#moonlitrambles #scaramouche x reader #wanderer x reader #scaramouche fluff #wanderer fluff #genshin x reader #genshin fluff #genshin angst #scaramouche angst #genshin headcanons

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genshin-squabbles-and-wobbles · 10 months

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Can I request a fluff scenario? I'm thinking Alhaitham, Xiao, Scara, and Thoma find you sleeping on the table/couch when the reader waits for them to return. I thought this would be so cute to see :D

Aww that is so adorable, if only I had men that would do that for my unloved ass. :D

Alhaitham ♡━━━♡━━━♡━━━♡━━━♡━━━♡━━━♡

Immediately he would go to you, immediately. He sees his beloved waiting for him, of course it is only logical to entertain that wait.

When he sees you sleeping, a rare slight blush erupted on his cheeks as he sees you sleeping on the table, reading one of this books in his endless stacked books on his chest.

He took in the your beautiful face as he gently dragged his hand along side your arm, all the way up to your head and moved your hair out of your face.

After taking in the scene of you waiting for him, he will pick you up and carry you to bed.

Of course he would take care of you first, clean your face, change your clothes for you.

He would make sure you are warm, but actually dressing you in his own clothing. You seemed to love wearing his clothing, and he would be annoyed, however, this time, he will allow it.

He would rub your back, and make sure you were sleeping properly.

He then will join you after, as he put on his own pajamas, and took care of himself.

He cleaned up after you, and the books you were reading, he will definitely tease you about this later on in time.

Finally, he climbed into bed with you, he pulled you on top of him.

He wanted to feel your weight on him this time, he wanted you to sleep on top of him.

You were sleeping quietly on top of him, with his green chest gem not even bothering you at all.

He rubbed your head and hugged you into his chest, he then fell asleep, after making sure you were okay.

Xiao ★○★○★○★○★○★○★○★○★○★★○★○★○★○★○★○★○★○

At first he was confused as to why you were sleeping on his table i his room.

The more he looked however, he saw you had almond tofu waiting for him when he came back.

He gently walked to you, and kneeled besides you and watched you sleep.

You were waiting for him? No one really waited for him like this, so he didn’t know what to do fully.

However the more he thought, the more he looked at you, as to why you put yourself in such an uncomfortable situation, he then realized.

It was for him, that you cared for him, and loved him. At that thought, he smiled and gently put his head down at the table and faced your sleeping face.

All of a sudden, it didn’t seem uncomfortable anymore.

He smiled with slight blush on his cheeks, as his hand searched for yours gently, once he found it, he held it.

He had a gently smile as he watched you quietly. The moment you adjust however, he would wake you up and gently help you to bed.

He would sit on the bed and watch over you the whole night, and in return he will wait for you to wake up.

Scaramouche ☆→★→☆→★→☆→★→☆→★→☆→★→☆→★→☆→★

He would pretend not to care, but in fact he loved this. It showed how much you cared for him.

He will pretend that he found this annoying, however as he seen that you are fully asleep, his face softens.

He would gently drape a blanket over your back and fix your hair, as he watched you rest on the couch.

However, when you wake up, he will act like nothing happened and even scold you for sleeping on the dirty table.

Of course he would secretly like it, maybe even leave a present for you to wake up to. Nothing obvious, but lets say you lost something, he would buy another one for you and place it there for you. Making you assume you found it or that he found it eventually.

Oh how he really wants to hold you, kiss you and love you for waiting for him, however his ego will hold him back from that, he wanna act like nothing bothers him and that you have nothing on him because in case you betray him, he won't be affected but somehow, you doing this for him doesn't make things any easier.

Low key, will immediately become a tiny bit possessive of you after, as since this was done for him and only him, he wants other things to follow that, as it feels nice to have something be done for him and only him.

However, if his ego takes a back seat, he would pick you up, kiss your forehead and walk you to bed, and lay you by him, he would hug you from behind.

He would still have a foul mouth about it, but he will blush when saying foul things.

But still would try and act like nothing happened, and move on, despite this getting to him a lot.

Thoma ─ •✧• ─── •✧• ─── •✧• ─── •✧• ──── •✧• ──

He would feel incredibly bad.

Like very bad.

He can’t stand the idea, sight, concept or even process of you being uncomfortable, especially for him. He should have been the one to do this with you.

He would drop EVERYTHING, and walked to you. He would see how bad your posture is.

How dirty the table is. ( It's not, he is just being dramatic )

How uneven the chair to table ratio is.

He would see all of this and immediately panick.

"Oh no no no, sweety, you can’t be doing this." Thoma would whisper to you, and would scold himself for letting things lead to this.

He would immediately go in his room, and ready his bed, he would open the sheets, replace it with thick sheets, maybe even add heating pads, replaced the pillows with very comfy ones. ( Maybe even steal Ayato's premium soft cushion pillows and leave him pillowless and with neck pain )

He would then go back to you, and gently wake you up, and guide you to the bedroom.

He would help dress you in pajamas, and massage your back with scented oils.

He wanted to make sure there was no effects of that for you, no back pain, no neck pain, nothing. He won't tolerate it. He has a very focused face as he wants to make sure you feel good during the massage and back rubs.

If you fall asleep while he does this, he would be very happy, as he feels like he was able to help loosen your back up enough to have you rest.

He would the tuck you in, and check on you as he finish the rest of his work.

Once he is done, he will join you and rest his head on your shoulder, with one arm around you. The other arm is intertwining your finger.

You wont know it, but the last thing he did before sleeping, is smile at you with a slight blush on his cheek, but he won’t tell you that. But he would scold you the next day about waiting for him.

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sweet-almonds · 2 years

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O M G BEStIE CAN YOU DO A SCARAMOUCHE, ALBEDO, AND VENTI WHERE WE ASK THEM ''Would you still love me if I was a fish''? PLEAS AND THNAK YOU<<<<<<<<333333333333

"Would you still love me if i was a fish"

feat: albedo, scaramouche and venti

genre: fluff and crack

note: i will gladly do that because im in a mood of a crack fic💗

✽ Albedo

as soon as the words come out of your mouth, he would give you a confused look, brows furrowed and a frown on his face. he was working at the time, trying to find out what sucrose did wrong on the latest experiment, when you came hopping onto the little shelter he names as a lab. he had his back turned to you when you suddently asked this question, he carefully turned his back to you.

---

"albedo!"

albedo was working on his project with his back turned to you, when he heard your voice, he replied.

"oh love, it's you. do you need anything?"

"i have a question for you!"

curious, albedo asked.

"oh? please do tell me."

"would you still love me if i was a fish?"

albedo froze at your question, but a few seconds later, he slowly, but carefully, turned to you.

"why are you suddenly asking this love? though it isn't unlike you, i find this question quite interesting."

"just answer the question 'bedo."

he suddenly stood up and went to reach for your hands to hold them in his hands, his gloves warming yours from the sheer cold.

"no matter what type of animal, object, or whatever you are, i will never stop loving you, please do know that." though, if you become a spider, i might eat you.

after that, you will always remember who your number one fan is.

✽ Scaramouche

he gives you a 'what the hell did you just say' look and stays quiet, and after that, he just continues what he was doing, which was reviewing papers. after you realized you weren't going to get a response, you banged your hand to his table, startling him, and ordering him to reply to your question, even though you know that he can snap your twig bones in less then five seconds. you were shaking but you didn't mention that

---

scaramouche was reviewing papers in his office when he heard the door knocking a specific order, an order that you and him made up to know who is at the door, just in case he doesn't burst in front of you.

you open the door to see scaramouche, your eyes sparkling once you see him in your vision, walking happily towards him. he noticed the change of your mood but he decided not to say anything about it.

"scara!! i'm so glad you're here!!"

"you want something, don't you?"

he immediately assumes, looking at you suspiciously.

"well...i want you to answer my question, and it's very important, so answer honestly!"

"alright...ask away, i guess."

"would you still love me if i was a fish?"

"..."

scaramouche was going to open his mouth, but when he processed your question, he closes it, and just stares at you, like you're an idiot.

after a few seconds, he continues to look at his papers, ignoring you, while you just look at him, dumbfounded.

offended by his silent answer, you march up to his desk, you banged your hand on his desk, making his handwriting on his document messy.

"damn, if you don't like me that much, just say it, it's better then the silent treatment!"

he sighs, and looks at you, with a 'i'm trying to keep calm, but you are making it hard to' kind of look.

"well if you really want to know, yes, i would still love you if you were a fish, there, happy?"

you give him a smile and tumble on top of him.

"awww, you're so cute!! i love you so much!!" you tell him, peppering his whole face with kisses.

"yeah, yeah, whatever..." he says with an annoying tone in his voice.

you know that deep down, inside his hollow body, his heart gave his first beat.

✽ Venti

"hummm depends, if you were a clownfish, then perhaps i would avoid-"

"VENTI!"

the moment that question flew out of your mouth, he gave you a toothy grin, and started to laugh out loud, like you told him the funniest joke he has ever heard. he was playing his lyre, when you came in his "office", which is just a desk with a pen and a piece of paper with a question you wanted to ask him.

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"venti!"

you came into his office while he was playing his lyre, slacking off, an old tune being played, from his first hundred years as an archon began.

"oh, windblume!! i missed you so much!! you have been gone for so long because of your annoying commissions...but now you're back!! so it's fine now!!"

he gave you a big smile, letting his lyre down, heading to your direction to give you a big hug, hugging you tight.

"um...venti? i have a question for you, and it's very important!! so answer seriously!!"

venti lets go of you, looking at you with a curious face.

"ohhhh!! tell me, tell me!!"

"well...would you still love me if i was a fish?"

"...huh? wait, you aren't serious, right?..."

he tells you, almost bursting of laughter.

"what do you mean?! of course i'm serious!"

that was the final straw for him, he bursted of laughter, almost shedding tears.

"i guess you don't love me that much then..."

you say with a disappointing sigh, walking out of the office, with your shoulders down.

"no, no...wait windblume!! i do love you, wait!"

venti tells you, trying to hold his laughter before you get out of the office...again.

"i do love you windblume, you don't need to worry!! even if you became a fish, which i don't how you could even turn into one, i would still love you, no matter what!"

"you promise?"

he grabs your hand and interlaces your pinky with his.

"i pinky promise!"

even with his harmless little jokes, your heart will never feel betrayed around him.

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l1tw1ck · 2 years

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Forever

Bottom!FTM!Scaramouche x Top!Masc Reader

{Request} | Neutral Language Used (except for 'clit')

Contains: Non-Con to Con, Manipulation, Virginity Loss, Belly Bulge, Mentioned Pregnancy

Words: 727

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You and Scaramouche had set up camp in a cave, curled up together in front of a fire. He has no reason to warm up but being so close to you is nice.

"It...It feels like I'm cursed." Scaramouche says quietly. "I mean, why does everybody betray me? Every single person.."

"Except for me. I'd never betray you, Scara. I'll always stay with you no matter what." You rest your hand on his shoulder. "I promise."

Scaramouche looks at you, tears welling in his eyes. He doesn't know how to respond, especially not when you bring him into an embrace.

You move your head to face him while still keeping your arms wrapped around him and lean in to kiss him. He takes a moment but reciprocates the kiss.

You pull away from his lips and the embrace and lean into his ear. "I'm the only person you can trust, so trust me and let me do this." You say as you start removing his clothes. "Sex is how we connect, we can understand each other on a deeper level."

"I...I don't..."

You lie him down across the sleeping bag. "Shh, I love you so much, you know that? Calm down, I don't want to hurt you." You pull his underwear away and spread his legs.

You start touching his clit in a successful effort to get him wet while whispering sweet words into his ear. Words that assure him you'll never leave him, that you'll always stay by its side.

Scaramouche's love for you is absolutely and with no doubt undying but sex is such a foreign thing to him that it's scary.

"I don't want to.." It closes its eyes, unable to deny the current pleasure but too scared to let you go further.

"Shh, don't be scared. Don't you trust me?" You start fingering him open. "I'll make you feel good, I promise."

"I do- but- hng- I'm not ready-"

"You are, I know you are." You curl your fingers at his sweet spot, ceasing Scaramouche's protests.

Its back arches as you bring them to an orgasm, its walls fluttering around your fingers.

"See how good I can make you feel? I'm the only person in the world who can do that."

Scaramouche blushes.

You pull your fingers out and pull your pants and underwear off, your hard length on full display for the puppet.

"No...no, that's too big-"

"Don't worry. It'll feel good." You slowly ease yourself into him. "You can handle it, you've been through worse."

Scaramouche watches as you push your length inside him, grimacing at the pain. A bulge forms in his stomach and as you get further it becomes more apparent. You're deep.

He gasps and looks back up at you with a sweet blush on his cheeks. You still don't quite understand how he's able to do it but you're not complaining.

"We...we're connected." Scaramouche says softly, your words had clearly gotten through to him.

"That's right, baby." You smile. "And tomorrow, we'll set off to find a new place to call home. With just you and me. Nobody to betray you."

Scaramouche smiles back and reaches for your hand. You intertwine your hands with his and push his arms to the ground, you kiss him and slowly start to thrust into him.

He kisses you back passionately, the slight discomfort slowly turning into pleasure. He really does feel connected to you. Scaramouche never thought he was capable of falling in love but here he is, having passionate sex with his lover. He just wants to stay with you forever, forget about all the betrayal and live a happy life in your warm embrace.

"I love you." You smile.

Scaramouche blushes and smiles back. "I lo- love you too~" He throws his head back and moans.

"You're the only one I care about." You brush his hair out of his face and kiss his forehead. "D'you want my kids, baby?"

Scaramouche nods rapidly. "Yes~!" He gasps when your thumb finds its place on his clit again.

"Close-" You groan. "We'll start our own family, you'll be so pretty as my wife."

Scaramouche comes moments before you, loving the idea of being your wife.

Before you can pull out Scaramouche wraps his legs around you. "Want you to stay inside..."

You smirk. "Of course, honey."

#male reader #top male reader #wicks🕯requests #genshin smut #genshin impact smut #genshin x reader #wicks🕯works #genshin x male reader #genshin impact #bottom scaramouche #scaramouche x reader #scaramouche x male reader #scaramouche smut #🕯️Scaramouche #🕯️Genshin

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1wingedtraveler · 2 years

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Heyyy 💙 I absolutely adore how you write subby Scara 💙💙 I especially love the one where he dreams about Ei and then reader “takes care” of him (lol trying to be tame in the description).

I have a request for a similar fic if you’re interested in writing it. I was thinking Scara x afab reader where he has a breastfeeding/lactation kink and after a stressful day dealing with harbinger duties he relaxes by nursing, but of course Scara is a greedy little menace so he ends up wanting even more attention from reader and either fucks them or gets fucked via strap on. So yeah that was the idea I had if you’re open to writing something similar, feel free to change it up if you want. A bit of a “taboo” kink so if you’re not interested in writing for it then no worries 😊

A/N: Hellooo!! The one you're talking about was a commission from a friend acually. She gave me the idea. I don't mind writing lactation i read my share of fics about that😤 anyway thank you for the support❤️❤️❤️ hope you like it

SCARAMOUCHE X AFAB READER

Smut, MDNI

Warnings: lactation, degradation, reader has titts, no pronouns mentioned for the reader, spanking, strap on, spit as a lube, mastrubation, scara barking for you, brat taming

it all started when he came back from work, mad, extremly stressed and sore. You offered to cuddle him to which he agreed.

He climed into a bed with you, burring his face into your breasts. You started to run your fingers through his hair. His muscles relaxed a little. A memory crossed his mind

He once saw a mother and child together. The baby was sucking on its mother's breast. Scaramouche knew nothing about human infants so he thought it was just another thing he didn't understand. He looked up at your face

"(reader)..."

"Yes?"

"Why do human infants suck on their mothers breasts?"

You looked at him with suprised expression. That question came out of nowhere. He did ask things about humans. You assumed it was his subtle way of trying to understand you better. Maybe he was just curious?

"Well, the main reason main reason humans breastfeed is to feed their child"

"Feed? Humans produce food through their body?"

"Humans are mammals so we produce milk to feed our young. It also helps to relax the baby and put it to sleep"

The last part made him think. His harbinger duties are pretty stressfull, there's not too many things that can pull his mind off work. Only you were able to do it. Your touch, voice, scent, face. Almost all his senses were overwhalmed by you. But he wanted all that you can give him

"Can I try it?"

"Wha-?"

"Don't make me repeat myself. You heard me"

That convesation went somewhere you did not expect it to. The eager look in his eyes told you that he was being serious. You weren't against the idea, who knows it might even help sooth his nerves.

"O-Okay, just don't bite me or something"

His hand went up to your loose tank top and pulled it down, revealing your naked chest. He went on top of you, laying down on his stomach. His lips lowered towards your tit before finally taking it into his mouth, making you slightly gasp

Warm tounge wrapped itself around your nipple, kneading it gently. Scaramouche's mouth was instantly flooded with warm substance. He let out a quiet breath of satisfiaction through his nose.

It was so sliky and sweet, it remainded him of dango milk. Hand wrapped itself around his hair again, bringing him closer. You resumed petting his hair. This affectionate made him feel at home, like exactly where he belonged

"You're so cute like this Scara"

Your soft voice rang through his ears. He felt too good to argue, his eyelids felt heavy. The warmth filling his stomach, your touch lulled him into peacfull slumber

After that, it has become a routine. First thing he did when he came back from work was jumping on your lap, pulling your boob out and sucking on it. Then he also started doing it before sleep claiming its the only way he can fall asleep. But more than two times a day? It was getting ridiculous. Your titts were sore

Besides you had some paperwork to do. Deciding to ignore his whining you left the room and headed to your office.

Oh, Scara was not letting you off that easily. He decided to go after you, opening the door to your office. You noticed him come in but you disregared his presence and sat down on your chair, starting to write.

Short man sat down on a small couch, few feet away from your desk. First he just stared at you with bored expression for few minutes. You quickly forgot he was there after getting pulled into spiral of work. Then you heard quiet shuffling if clothes

Scaramouche started to run his hands through his body. Rubbing his shaft throught his short while rubbing his nipple through his think tank top. Breathy sighs were starting to leave his mouth

(You've gotta be kidding me, he's absolutely shamless) you thought to yourself. Staying focused was getting much harder

Your sneaky looks didn't get unoticed by Scara, he smirked and decided to go further. He pulled off his pants along with underwear slightly, making his cock spring out. He brought his hand to his mouth, proceeding to wrap his slopply lick his finger. When spit covered most of his hand he began to jerk himself off

(i've had enough of this brat's shit) you thought, slamming your hands on the desk. You pulled your biggest strap out of cabinet, quickly tearing your pants off and putting it on.

"I will give you what you want, cunt"

your angry voice boomed through the room making Scaramouche shiver. The fingers that once caressed his scalp, wrapped themselves in his hair pulling him off the couch on to the floor

"Annoying brats like you should be fucked on the dirty floor where they belong"

"OUCH-FUCK!"

He yelled, pushing himself up from the ground. You pushed his head back down smashing his cheek against tiles.

"You're not getting up untill I tell you to. You wanted attention im going to give you some"

You pressed your giant strap against his unprepared ass earning cries of pain from him. Taking some pity on him you spat on the toy and spread it around. Finally you were able to push the tip in

"H-HURTS! UGH!"

"Shut up and take it, slut"

With strong thrust you pushed it all in. A bulge formed in your boyfriends flat stomach. His eyes rolled back and mouth opened in silent scream. After giving him some time to adjust you started slowly moving.

"Mhmmmhh"

Scara's moans were muffled by the ground under him, his nails scratching against it. Your hips were slapping his ass harshly, making his whole body shake. He felt every bump of your cock deep in his gut, his mind was filled with nothing but that. His tounge started to hang out of his mouth, drool leaking out of his mouth

After few minutes, he started to move his hips along with your, fucking himself on your cock. Your hand slapped his plump ass loudly, leaving a red mark. It made his cock twitch

"A-ah!"

"Stop moving, whore. You're so fucking dumb, you can't follow simple instructions and stay still"

Your pounding quickened, making it harder for Scara to stay still. He felt a know forming in his stomach.

"OHH A-ARCHONS IM GONNA COME-"

"Oh fuck no" you pulled out, leaving his ass gaping

"You better beg for it, dirty dog"

"PLEASE! please, let me- let me come"

"Hmm how about you bark for me? like a bitch in heat you are?"

"W-woof, WOOF!"

"Thats a good boy"

Giggling you started to fuck him in extremly fast pace. His body went limp, letting you do what you wanted with him, you could hear slurred barking still coming from his mouth.

After one harsh you pushed the button on the remote making the toy cum inside Scara's ass. The feeling of cum filling him up triggred his own orgasm making him come all over the floor

"Mhh wo-woofff.... woofff"

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some of the genshin boys when you have a nightmare!

Includes: Diluc, Gorou, Albedo, and Scaramouche

Genre: Fluff!

Word Count: 380-500ish words per character.

Notes: Just short bullet imagines on what the boys would do when you have a nightmare! Just the boys being mushy, love sick fools over their s/o. I realize that this is a kinda popular thing to write about, so I just want to clarify that I didn’t take any inspiration from anyone on this. If there’s anything I’ve written that is very close to what someone else has written, though, let me know! Spoilers for Albedo’s lore and Scara is very loving and probably a little ooc but who cares! I was going to include more characters but I got kinda tired and couldn’t think of anything, but if you want more characters, just let me know and I’ll write a part two! (Not edited btw hehe)

Diluc:

You paced in front of the fireplace, your bare feet padding against the dark, hardwood floors softly as you bit your nails anxiously. The firewood cracked and popped as it burned slowly beside you and the heat it radiated would normally give you a deep sense of comfort, but it was no longer present – not at the moment. Not with your heart beating wildly, daring to jump right through your ribs and your skin and out of your chest and onto the floor.

“Lady Ragnvindr,” head-maid Adelinde stated as she watched you pace around restlessly, “maybe you should sit down and drink a cup of tea. The Master will be home soon.” When you didn’t respond, she sighed. “You just had a nightmare, y/n. Master Diluc is just at the tavern tonight, and he’ll be back before you know it.”

“I’m not going back to the bed until I know he’s okay,” you answered quietly. Adelinde nodded, before scurrying off to make you a pot of tea.

The minutes ticked by slowly and agonizingly, but almost two hours later, the front door to the Dawn Winery creaked open. Diluc entered silently, under the impression that you’d be upstairs sleeping. Instead, he was met with you sitting in front of the fireplace with a teacup in your grasp as Adelinde sat beside you holding the tea pot. When the door shut, you were startled out of your daze, drawing your attention to him as he approached you. “Diluc, you’re okay,” you murmured, standing to greet him.

“Of course I am,” he responded, shrugging his coat off and tossing it aside onto a nearby chair. When you were close enough, he embraced you warmly and placed a soft kiss on the top of your head before planting another on your lips. “Why would I not be? Did something worry you?”

You had almost forgotten about your tragic dream since Adelinde had convinced you to sit down and tell her what was bothering you so much. You were feeling a lot better now, but you still wanted to be awake for your husband’s return to ease the ball of anxiety residing in your stomach that just wouldn’t leave. “I just had a bad dream,” you explained simply. “It made me worry about you.”

Diluc still had you in his embrace, keeping you close to his body. He glanced up to see Adelinde smile gently at him before leaving to go to the kitchen with the tea pot and cup you had sat down. “Well,” Diluc started, “I apologize for not coming sooner, darling.”

Diluc knew that you always worried for him, with his vigilante job and whatnot. He wished he could reach into your mind and pluck those worries out so you wouldn’t be bothered with any scary dreams of something bad happening to him. Since he can’t do that, though, he’ll just hold you close in the bed, hoping whatever bad dreams tried to disturb you during the night would be scared away by his presence.

Gorou:

You never felt the need to worry for Gorou. Sure, he was a general, but you never felt… anxious or scared when he went out to defend the resistance. You were always confident in his abilities. Being a childhood friend of his and now his lover, you knew Gorou was capable.

After the height of the Vision Hunt was reached and all the fighting happened, though, you quickly realized that danger becoming your fiancé was very real and wasn’t just something to brush aside like you had been.

You tried to convince yourself that you weren’t going to show how worried you were for him though and choked down those thoughts. It didn’t take long for those worries to surface in your dreams, however, and turn them into nightmares.

While you slept, you’d be tormented with visions of Gorou being defeated during a battle. The way he’d lay lifeless on the ground, his vision no longer glowing golden but rather fading in color, just like his life from his veins. You’d wake up in a panic before making sure Gorou was still with you, peacefully sleeping beside you after a long day’s work.

Tonight’s nightmare was just awful, though – worse than any other nightmare you had yet. You don’t know why it was particularly worse this time, but it was and you wanted it to stop but it never did. Just when it couldn’t get any worse, you awoke, sitting up quickly and banging your head on something in the dark.

“I’m sorry!” you heard the hushed whisper of your fiancé in front of you. You opened your eyes to see him rubbing a spot on his forehead. “You were whimpering in your sleep, so I was trying to wake you up. I didn’t expect you to jump up like that.”

You felt a dull pain on your skull from the accidental head butt you had given him. “It’s okay,” you reassured. “I was just having a bad dream.”

“I could tell,” Gorou answered, shifting to sit beside you. “I didn’t want you to experience it anymore… so that’s why I wanted to wake you up.” He reached toward you and guided you to lay against him. “I know you’re worried about me, y/n, but it’ll be okay.”

He laid down, you following suit with your head on his chest, and his arms came to lace around you to hold you closer to him. “But you don’t know that,” you murmured, tears surfacing in the corners of your eyes. “What if it’s not okay?”

“I know I can’t promise anything,” he said. “But, knowing I have you waiting for me at home keeps me here. I can’t just leave you here all alone. I never have and I never will.”

You didn’t feel like forming a rebuttal, and instead continued to lay there and let your fiancé play with your hair as you drifted off to sleep once more.

Albedo:

Your eyes popped open and you observed your surroundings, your heavy breaths beginning to calm as you realized you were just in your room, and no longer in whatever hell you had been in in your nightmare. You sat up and looked at the spot in the bed beside you to see it empty. Flashes of your nightmare surfaced in your memories, and you gulped, remembering this was exactly how it started.

Swinging your legs over the side of the bed, you got up and ventured to the hallway outside of your room, stumbling a bit as you had just woken up. You paused before turning the knob to the room your boyfriend often holed himself up in with his research and cracking the door just enough to see him at his desk, swiftly jotting down notes.

“You’re still here,” you whispered without thinking, drawing Albedo’s attention to you as you lingered in the doorway.

“Oh, y/n, did I wake you?” he asked, turning a bit and welcoming you to come in. You walked over to him and once you were close enough, he placed an arm around your waist. “No,” you responded. “I just had a bad dream.”

A look of concern crossed Albedo’s face as he looked up to you. “A bad dream? What was it about to make you so upset?”

You bit your lip, images that hurt you the worst appearing in your mind like pictures in a photo album. His blonde hair, the fire raging behind him, the blood on his hands. “You destroyed Mondstadt, or at least what was supposed to be Mondstadt.”

Your boyfriend stood from his chair and enveloped you into a hug. “Let me take you back to bed.” What you couldn’t see as he hugged you was how concerned he looked at the mention of your nightmare, but he didn’t want you to see that. “Nothing like that is going to happen, okay?”

With that, he led you back to your bed and laid you down, before getting ready for bed himself so he could ensure that you would be okay.

Even though there was a bigger truth to him than what he told you, Albedo hoped that you would be gone by the time he got to that point. And if you weren’t, he at least hoped you’d be spared from the monster he’d become. But for now, he’ll hold you tightly underneath all your blankets to comfort you that he’d never become what he feared.

Scaramouche:

With a jolt, you awoke, sitting up as your heartbeat pounded in your head. This strange feeling of anxiety coursed through your veins and you don’t know what woke you up but it must have been a nightmare. You felt panicked as your eyes scanned the dark room around you, hoping you could remember what your dream was about in hopes of calming down. As for the time being, though, you could only remain scared and anxious over an unknown cause.

“What are you doing?” a voice asked, startling you. You looked beside you to see your husband, gazing up at you from his position beside you. You could see in the soft moonlight his slightly annoyed expression, but in his eyes you saw concern. Your heart rate seemed to slow as you remembered that everything was okay – you were just at home, safe underneath your covers with the man you married just almost a year ago.

“I just had a bad dream, Scara,” you stated, sighing a bit before you laid down once again. “Sorry if I woke you up.” You rolled over to your back to him, back into the position you had been before you had woken up. You knew he wouldn’t be upset if you had – you had come to learn that his annoyed expressions weren’t really anything and that it was always his eyes that told you how he was feeling. Still, you hated that you might have disturbed him, since he needed every bit of sleep he could get.

“I was already awake,” he responded curtly, though you felt his arm wrap around your waist and pull you closer to him. That was another thing: though his tone could be cold and brash, you knew it had been conditioned to be like that due to his work. You could hear the gentleness and love peppered into his words when he spoke to you, even when all others could hear was short, bland sentences. A quick, soft kiss was placed on your exposed shoulder. “Just go back to sleep, y/n. I’m here.”

Even though he didn’t say it out loud, you could hear the rest of his thought in the night air around you, wrapping around you lovingly like the arm wrapped around your waist.

Nothing will ever harm you if I’m here.

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