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#fatui scaramouche
wanderingxiao · 4 months
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Woah..woah.. ice cream flirt with Scara did something to me, I have never blushed to hard I have never loved a teasing smutty flirty Fic more, AND THE WAY U WROTE SCARA+SCARA EATING ME(US) OUT IS TO DIE FOR, let him lick y/n like that again <3333333
Worship Me
Scaramouche x Reader *NSFW*
Warnings: Oral sex (Fem! Receiving), cursing, praise kink?, worshiping Scara?, degradation ofc ;)
A/N: Ask and you shall receive! So sorry this took so long 👀 Christmas took it out of me haha along with my migraines. I hope you enjoy!!!!
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Scaramouche sighed, irritation settling into his hollow form as his fingers tapped impatiently against his desk. It was annoying having to wait for you to come to his office. All he wanted, was to have your legs spread on his desk, his fingers prying your plush thighs open with his tongue lazily licking all over your pussy. Was it too much to ask for you to be on time?
A knock interrupted his horny thoughts, his tone laced with annoyance as he demanded to know who dared to bother him. When he heard your soft voice calling for him, his posture adjusted, legs coming to cross before he cleared his throat. Once he announced your entry, you opened the door and closed it, your warm winter attire snuggly holding your body in all the ways he wanted to.
“Good afternoon, Lord Scaramouche. What can I do for you?” Your cheeks shyly tinted red, admiring the way a lustful glint rose in his gorgeous indigo eyes that matched his soft hair. His eyes narrowed, his hand raising to curl his index finger, beckoning you to him. You obeyed him without question, approaching to his side hastily like the good little servant you were for him. His legs uncrossed, rolling his chair back and staring at you knowingly. “O-Oh…”
“Well?” He questioned irritated, venom dripping from his tongue to cloud your judgement with its lethal toxins. “Hurry up and strip. Don’t make me wait.” Your hands came shaky and embarrassed up to the zipper of your cozy sweater, slowly unzipping it and sliding the material off your shoulders. The Balladeer watched in anticipation, his length already beginning to twitch in fast approaching arousal.
“S-Sir can I keep my shirt on? It’s quite chilly, and I-“ You immediately shut up seeing the look on his face. It was hateful and full of distaste. “I told you to strip. Are you disobeying me, (Y/N)?” You quickly shook your head in response and pulled your shirt over your head. Finally you were only down to your underwear, hesitant to slide them off just yet. “Stop there.” Your hands halted. “Come.”
Scaramouche smirked seeing you come in front of him, your butt lightly grazing against his desk. “Sit.” With quick obedience you were on his desk, thighs clenched tight with a flustered expression. “Give me your panties.” Your face only grew redder, sliding your panties off and handing them to him, his fingers coming to clench the fabric close. He looked at you, a dark lust filling his eyes before he licked a filthy strip of your juices off, refusing to break eye contact. You shivered.
“Mm~ Look at you. Shifting so helplessly. Too shy to look at your god lick your juices off your dirty panties?” You nod in agreement to his statement, still flustered and embarrassed at the way he shamelessly licked your panties in front of you. He tossed the fabric aside, his hands coming to rest on your knees before forcefully pulling them apart. His eyes immediately fell upon your soaked cunt, your lovely hole twitching under the sudden action and anxiety of needed him. “Heh, always so shy. But you want this… don’t you? Say it.”
“Y-Yes, Lord Scaramouche…” His cold hands removed from your knees, watching with a sadistic grin seeing your knees wobble already. His fingertips slid down the inside of your thighs, stopping once he was nearing your folds. He let out a dry laugh, running his index finger up and down your slick lips, lightly wagging it as he caught lovely glimpses of what he desired most. His tongue came to moisten his lips before he blew teasingly against your hole, relishing in the way it twitched. “M-Mmm… M-My lord…”
“What is it?” He questioned gruffly, his arms coming to hook under your thighs, pulling your hips closer to his face. You whimpered in anticipation, embarrassed to even mumble your sinful request to him. He paused and looked up, sensing your desire to speak. “Spit it out, (Y/N). Tell me what you want.” You shivered and bit your lip, staring at him so cutely he could barely contain himself. “P… Please… li… lick my pussy, my lord…~”
“Heh, so pathetic.” His hand came to smack at your ass harshly, causing you to gasp and arch into his touch in surprise and pleasured pain. “You listen so well. That’s why you’re mine. Too perfect for anyone except me.” His breath fanned over your folds, staring up at you seductively and longingly. “Now praise, praise the name of your god. I’m the only one who gets to see and use this pretty pussy. The holder of all your pleasure. The source of all your desires. I own you.”
His tongue came flat against the bottom of your folds, grinning up at your broken expression as he licked a dirty stripe all the way up to flick his tongue against your puffy throbbing clit. Your legs trembled, the tip of his tongue coming to circle your sensitive bundle of nerves. You couldn’t help but shake violently when he brought his hand to lightly smack your pussy, laughing darkly as he drank in how responsive you were to his touch.
“That’s it, moan for your god. Worship how well I please you. And don’t you ever forget whose whore you are.” The Balladeer drove his face between your legs, his mouth coming to slurp against your hole, tongue darting out to swirl and thrust teasingly against your fluttering cunt. The noises were simply sinful, only bolstering the heavy arousal that sat within the divine puppet. “Please…! L-Lord Scaramouche~ I-I’m… y-your whore, hah, please… please… p-please…!” Oh how your desperate begging turned him on. Warmth pooled within his abdomen, his cock beginning to twitch more, pre-cum pearling at the flushed tip.
He moaned against your clit, sending jolts of electrifying pleasure up your spine. Your hips bucked anxiously up into his mouth, your body deceiving you and your embarrassment to chase the godlike touch that was of Scaramouche, the sixth of the Fatui harbingers. A divine puppet created by a god. The holder of your heart and soul. And the giver of all of your pleasure and pain. He was practically your entire world and you were putty in the palm of his cool yet soft hands. Pliable to his every want and desire.
“You feel so good! Mngh~! L-Lord you- hah!- you feel a-amazing! It’s so, so, SO -Mm!- good!” Your praise ignited a fire between his legs, his foot bouncing up and down off the ground as he tried to quell his the arousal that threatened to spill out of every crevice of his body. He needed to make you cum by his tongue before he decided to fill you up with his deliciously thick cock. “That’s it. Keep praising your god, maybe if you praise good enough… I’ll let you cum all over my face.”
His tongue dove between your folds, teasing his tongue through the muscles of your gummy walls to thrust his tongue inside. Your legs shook, head thrown back as your lips spouted praise and pleasured gasps. Your fingers came to gently touch the back of his head, scared to attempt to push him further or grip his hair. Scaramouche hummed in response, lightly tapping your waist to signal his approval for your much needed actions.
Your hands pushed against his head, his nose driving right against your clit to grind against the pulsing nerves and send pleasure through your nerves. His tongue darted in and out of your fluttery and whiny cunt, drooling for his cock, drooling for his cum to fill up your hole and claim you as his. Your fingers curled to entangle into his soft indigo hair, holding it shakily while your hips bucked weakly into his mouth.
Your walls fluttered around his tongue, your body beginning to tense with a burning heat rising up in your stomach. “M-My Lor- Ngh!!” Scaramouche brought a hand closer to your cunt, angling his head so his fingertips could pinch and roll against your clit, his dark and lustful eyes glaring at you seductively through the thickness of his gorgeous lashes. He was practically demanding you to cum. “C-Cum-! Cumming! Hah!”
With a loud cry of his name, you unexpectedly squirted onto Scaramouche’s face. Your body jerked up quickly, sobering up from the drunken state of ecstasy with lightening speed. He pulled away with haste, eyes wide with his breathing ragged and uneven, surprised himself at what you’d done. Once he realized what had happened, a sadistic grin spread over his lips, his cock getting impossibly harder. His face glistened with your fluids, dripping off his chin and rolling down the sides of his face.
His tongue licked over his lips, standing with haste he began to remove his pants. You could only blush a deep scarlet in embarrassment at squirting all over The Balladeer’s face, dirtying him with your sinful impurity. An apology was quick on your tongue until a pair of soft and wet lips pressed against yours reassuringly. A whiny gasp escaped during the kiss, the dripping head of his cock nudging and rubbing up and down your twitching cunt hole.
“Shut it.” He didn’t let you speak, only glowering down at you with a dark lust sparkling within his eyes. “Now… please your god with all you’ve got, whore.”
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Thank you for reading! 💜
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@hitomisuzuya and I spend all night coming up with the most vile feral head canons for Xiao, Scaramouche, and Venti! I'll like to add to it and post it for everyone! I'll be making a fic later for it too 🤭
⚠Warnings⚠:Feral activity, predator and prey dynamic, heat/ruts, biting, marking, animalistic characteristics, breeding kink, pregnancy mentions, dub-con/non-con, absolutely filthy
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𓁹Adeptus Xiao𓁹
The poor Adeptus already had trouble dealing with his feelings, now imagine that but triple the damage.
Zhongli had fed Xiao a type of herb that made him revert into a more animalistic state of mind, he wanted to test a few things out
Of course in this state of mind Xiao is too dangerous not to have in a collar and chain, Zhonglis gloves hand kept a firm grip on the end of it to prevent Xiaos escape, the Adeptus often pulled, growled and scratched at it
Curious on if Xiao could have offspring since he never seen the male try, he would innocently send word for Y/N to come visit him, that he had so em thing important to talk of.
While talking over tea he had Xiao in the other room hidden, he had slipped Aphrodisiacs into your tea, strong ones so I wouldn't take long before your slumped in your seat, face heating up and slightly panting.
"Are you alright Y/N? You look a little.. Sick? " he asked innocently as he sipped his own tea to hide his smile of amusement, once you could no longer give coherent answers he chuckled and place his tea cup down
"Perfect, absolutely perfect. I'm sure your supple body will do just fine with Xiao" pulling you into his lap as his gloved hands trace your now over heating body, panting and whining at his touches
"Yes, you'll do nicely, and if I'm not mistaken you're quite fertile too, I've been hoping to find such a sweet mate for him" his eyes glowing slightly as his fangs graze your neck "I could almost mark you myself but, that would ruin my whole experiment. Come, you must see Xiao"
Bringing you to Xiao and placing you just outside his reach, he thought of tying you down but in this state you had no energy to fight the hormonal Adeptus so be a good girl and offer yourself to him, makes it easier and less painful to have a willing mate" he says as you could only whine, the whine plus your scent was driving the Adeptus mad, growling, biting and clawing at his collar even more, almost breaking lose.
Once Zhongli was situated at his chair with the chain in hand he undid the hook from his collar, unleashing the Adeptus onto poor Y/N
The Adeptus pinned the other down under him onto her stomach, his claws ripping her clothing, exposing her hot flesh causing you to sigh in slight relief
His mouth attacking your neck leaving love bites and mate marking as his claws dragged themselves down her body lightly leaving light marks.
Any time you wiggled rather it was to try getting away or just out on pleasure he would only growl lowly and force you back in place
His throbbing cock slammed into your dripping hole, he let out a loud groan as your moans was drowned out by his animalistic sounds.
Let's just say he wasn't going to let go of you until you become pregnant with his offspring
And once you do he wasn't going to let anyone near you, if Zhongli even attempted to check on you he would his a deep bite on his hand, Zhongli should've expected it, brushing off what normally would be a hand breaking wound for a mortal.
During your pregnancy he would pace around the shared room, the over territorial Adeptus made sure no one came onto his territory or near his mate.
Any whines you made from being sore or over all pregnancy pains he would be immediately by your side, licking his marks and kissing over them in an apologetic manner.
He often 'hunted' food, unfortunately Zhongli still couldn't let Xiao out of this home, he would be too dangerous to the public so he would often leave out food so I gave Xiao the feeling of hunting at least.
He would share his food always, no matter how much you already ate he would always split his remaining food with you
He would often run his fingers through your hair to calm and groom you.
Xiao is over all a very attentive mate, rough at first but will sacrifice for you.
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⚡︎Scaramouche⚡︎
Scaramouche was at the mercy of Dottore, after being injected with a strong syrum and let him lose in his testing room, slowly watching the short raging puppet turn into a silent, shaky one.
He needed to test more so he called for Scaras assistant who was confused on where her Harbinger had went to.
"Here you look tired, I'm sure we will find him soon, just drink up and I'll get to it" he said so calmly, you should've known better then to drink anything from the Doctor.
After drinking what you thought was some water your face started to get hotter, your body reacting to the well hidden aphrodisiac
Once your eyes glazed over in lust he manages to guide you into the room before observing in the other room, looking through a two way mirror.
Scaramouche almost ran for you but clenched his fists annoyed, he's straining to hold himself back but once you're up against him, begging for his attention he wouldn't be able to hold himself
Forcing you down as he still manages to degrade you "You're such a slut, it's no wonder you're picked for this. Have you always thought of me with that filthy fucking mind of yours? "
He wouldn't take long before getting his cock shoved into your hole earning an excited squeal
(Head canon for a friend! 🤭) He would pull at your blonde hair harshly as his thrusts showed no mercy. "At least your hair is useful for more then just a damn warning on your IQ" he hissed as his hips rocks harsher
His hands soon gripping your hips as his hips falter, his cock twitching, cursing as he was getting closer.
Your release couldn't have come at a better time because Archons know if he would've allowed you to cum after him, a thick ring of white on the base of his cock only served to drive him over the edge, filling you full.
His electric purple eyes would shoot daggers at the Doctor if he dared to try prying you two apart, his more primal instincts would assume he would take his mate away.
Your neck and body littered with hickeys but most importantly his electro mark.
Once you started to show on pregnancy his hands never left your belly, cuddling from behind as they felt your belly swell.
Anytime the doctor came to check on you two or provide food he was always on the defensive, guarding you like an angry cat, hissing and even biting at him if he got too close.
He was a more lazy mate compared to Xiao, instead of making rounds to protect his territory he often just laid with you.
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𖤍Venti𖤍
Albedo asked the bard if he could sample a special potion for him, and without asking or thinking of course Venti downs it because nothing can hurt him, he's an Archon so why even bother being careful
Well he didn't expect this effect
After being observed and noted on for almost an hour, his arousal grew, causing the bard to be whiny and annoying to the Alchemist, however he had research to do and couldn't just dismiss him, so Venti dismissed himself!
When the Alchemist looked away for a moment he would notice the bard had disappeared like the wind, he would look for him but of course he wouldn't be able to find him.
Venti is already on his way to find a special someone, this aphrodisiac brought the more feral side of him, he wanted nothing more then to just breed you right then and there when he noticed your soft smile as you spoke to Captain Keaya.
His jealousy grew, if the green eyed monster was a person it was Venti.
Of course he was stride over and wrap his arms around you, whining some as his eyes shared a glare to the captain that was far from his normal behavior
Luckily for Kaeya since he knew ventis identity he wasn't about to just play with his life here, sayo g his goodbyes before leaving the two of you alone
"What was that? I hope I didn't say anything" oh so innocent, not one bit aware of your overly jealous and arousal Archon lover giving the captain the scare of a life time
Oh how he will ruin you tonight
And like he thought out in his mind the whole time he's dragging you home, he would see your beautiful eyes looking up at him with tears as his cock slams back into you, he's already came twice as well as you but his Archon stamina never faltered.
Whining and groaning "oh my muse you feel so good, so tight~"
He praised his mate as he continues to pound into them through the night, only ever stopping once the sun started to peek over the mountains.
When you gotten pregnant it was definitely a shock for him, he really didn't think your soft mortal body could bare a child of an Archon, but he wasn't complaining.
Constantly rubbing your swollen belly, giving your neck kisses and huming tunes to you.
He would always sing you to sleep when you had trouble, always finding the freshest apples and cutting them for you, and whenever it got too hot his winds would cool you down easily
Unlike the other two he didn't have to worry about someone interfering with his mate
However if Zhongli did try to visit on this rare occasion he would definitely keep a wing over you, only ever using his Archon form to try an intimidate the other Archon who honestly could care less on that.
Venti is a mix of the other two, he's very attentive but also very lazy as well.
That's what I have for this part! I can make other parts upon requested! 😌
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estarlias · 5 months
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fatui!scara w/ a sleepy s/o who can’t help but miss him at night!
rises the moon ⭐️
small drabble (fluff<3)
i kinda made reader a bit whiny n clingy (like me) oopsie
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Scaramouche was always busy, it came with being a harbinger. You knew it, he knew it, but it still didn’t hurt any less on nights like these.
You laid in (his) your bed, staring at the ceiling. It was hard to fall asleep without him by your side. Scaramouche was supposed to be back by now, he promised to finish his paperwork as soon as possible.
Rolling out of bed with a sigh, you grabbed one of his jackets and begrudgingly opened the bedroom door, stepping out into the chilly hallway. No matter what the season was, it felt like Snezhnaya was constantly freezing. The whole estate was quiet, as most Fatui agents had retired to their quarters from the night. Despite that, your boyfriend was still up working! So unfair!
As you made your way to Scaramouche’s office, the guards on standby outside gave you a polite nod, moving aside as you walked forward and knocked on his door.
You heard a gruff “Enter,” come from inside, turning the knob and locking eyes with Scaramouche at his desk.
“Hey.. Um. It’s pretty late, I was getting a little worried.” You mumbled, suddenly feeling insecure for bothering him with such a mundane thing.
He sighed, running a hand through his hair, giving you a tired smile. “Yeah, I know. I’m just about done though. Go back to bed, I’ll be there shortly.” Scaramouche brushed you off, his attention going back to the stack of papers in front of him, ignoring you.
You weren’t blind, you knew that the amount in front of him would take him another hour or two. You huffed, pouting as you made your way over to his desk, nudging his shoulder. “But Scaraa.. I cant sleep without you. It’s not the same.. ‘m so tired, cant you finish this later?”
You walked behind his chair, draping your arms around his shoulder as you whined and continued to pester him, making him click his tongue in annoyance.
“You’re so damn needy. Fine. You want me so badly, come here.” Scaramouche rolled his eyes, grabbing your arm and forcing you to face him, dragging you onto his lap.
“Since you ‘can’t sleep without me’, just fall asleep here. It’s not the first time you’ve sat in my lap while I worked anyways..”
When you eventually dozed off, he placed a gentle kiss on your forehead as he carefully carried you off to bed.
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first actual content post i’m kinda nervous jsjsjsjjs
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its-weeping · 8 months
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The reader pretends she lost her memories so Scaramouche doesn't kill her, only for him to lie and say they're married. (Enemies to lovers trope!)
that's such a cute prompt!! i honestly love enemies to lovers. the sexual tension and the obliviousness of their feelings for one another is just 🤭 plus if they're actual enemies it's much better.
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i. 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐈𝐧 𝐏𝐮𝐫𝐩𝐥𝐞 ! ‧ ₊˚ 𖧷
𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍 𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐓
summary: you're playing pretend, but scaramouche isn't.
warnings: none
pairing: fatui!scaramouche x reader
notes: someone please lie to me and say we're married ☹️ the way i wrote this sounds goofy but i'm too lazy to make any changes rn, also it's short!
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"we're married?"
"yes."
okay... weird. you think, rubbing your wrists to lessen the rope burn.
a little context, your enemy scaramouche captured you when you fell unconscious in the middle of a battle with him.
you woke up tied and bloodied in a dark room, terrified for you knew what events would follow. by the time scaramouche emerged from the darkness you thought of an escape plan.
although, the only idea that came to mind was amnesia. with much hesitation, you went with it.
forgetting who you were seemed to work as scaramouche recoiled when seeing your perplexed expression.
"hello?" was the first thing you said, "w-who are you? why am i tied up?" perhaps your acting was better than you initially thought because scaramouche bought your lie.
"has your brain gone numb from just using so little of it? what's wrong with you?"
you resisted the urge to spit out an insult. your enemy appeared reluctant, treading lightly on his words.
"w-what? i don't know what you're talking about... sorry.."
the apology baffled scaramouche—you wanted to laugh at his face, but kept the charade going. after much confirmation of you 'losing' your memories, he began untying you.
freedom looked to be close until, "i don't know how much you've forgotten, but just in case it's a vast amount, we're married."
"we're married?" the words escaped your throat before you could even process the information.
"yes."
in all honesty, scaramouche's blunt response could've made you believe you were married to him if you had lost your memories. but since you hadn't, it just puzzled you.
with that confidence i could've been fooled if i didn't know any better. why would he lie about us being married? there wouldn't be any reason unless..
you stiffen, he doesn't. he doesn't... does he?!
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© its-weeping — do not plagiarize or translate.
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yvbiko · 6 months
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✦ ﹐ 𓂃 ⇆ 🎸
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✦ ﹐ 𓂃 ⇆ 🫐
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meowzanin33 · 2 months
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favorite ship dynamic
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gideoff · 1 year
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an empty heart 
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lightnotyagami · 1 month
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I didn't expect you to be so easy to catch, little bunny.
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Yanscara × reader
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A/n: ///
Summary: since weeks its like a ghost has been living in your house. There was always some noises but today its diffrent.
Tw/cw: kiddnapping, Stalking, overall yandere themes correct me if i missed anything!
"huh? where my book??" you mumbled to yourself, looking for your missing book as the sun was starting to set. The house was quiet around you except for a clock ticking on the wall. You looked at the clock and then down at the floor, seeing that it had fallen in front of a closed door. "that doesn't make sense... I must have dropped it.." you whispered.You got up and walked towards it, but stopped before reaching out. You were not sure if the door opened by itself or if it had just been knocked open when you tripped over it."who's there?!" you shouted into the hallway, your voice loud enough to echo throughout the entire house.Silence answered you. The clock ticked louder than before as you stood frozen in your spot. You could hear footsteps coming your way, though you knew there wasn't anyone else in this house. After all, you lived alone...well, besides the occasional guest. You took a shaky breath before slowly making your way back to your room "i dont like this at all..." you thought to yourself as you grabbed your phone from your desk. You scrolled through your contacts until you found the person who always answered your calls unless hes sleeping: scaramouche. You tapped his contact and held the phone to your ear as you waited for him to pick up the phone, but what you were meet with was a vibraiting Sound behind you .Turning around, you were surprised to see no one but yourself standing in the middle of the hallway, though you did notice that the light that usually illuminated the area was now completely off.You were about to yell out for help, but you were suddenly grabbed from behind and pulled against someone's chest.You tried squirming away, but the person tightened their grip on your waist. You felt arms wrap around your body and a large hand covering your mouth with a towel, stopping your scream.The person's face was very close to yours so you could smell a scent which only made your heart beat faster and your head spin, 'this is scara...' you realized as your head drifted off, fuck he put something in the towel. A few seconds later, your eyes fluttered shut loosing consciousness
"I didn't expect you to be so easy to catch, little bunny."
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maqiisan · 13 days
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[rkgk] snezhnaya scara!!
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kindcannibalism · 1 year
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I named the wanderer Genesis because I think he deserves a new beginning. Anyways, here he is.
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Gift for my lovely smut soulmate @hitomisuzuya 🤭
Fatui!Scaramouche x Obsessive Fem reader
⚠Warnings⚠:Aphrodisiac usage, scaramouche being himself, degradion, yandere themes, dub-con
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Scaramouche the 6th Fatui harbinger was a feared man, many horror stories circulated around what he's done and most would stay clear of him, normal people would but that's not you.
You know the risk of approaching him, approaching what's essentially an archon.
Who are you to even think of such activities? You're not much, an adventurer that's found their greatest adventure, the thrilling and exciting attempt to track down this Fatui Harbinger for yourself.
You don't even know what you'll say when you do get to him, that is if you're not killed instantly. Your fascination for this man started when you seen him once when traveling, you heard of him but couldn't believe how incredibly beautiful he was, his voice was even better. However at the time you where not asking for a death wish and made sure he didn't see you as he left with his agents. After planning for a few months you've successfully tracked down where he is and will be, it wasn't easy as he's a very secretive man. You packed what you'll need and headed out, Archons help you from being one shotted the moment he sees you.
After about of week of traveling you could see in the distance a camp in the forest, you stalk closer to see and the agents are a clear sign that a Fatui Harbinger was here, you just had to see which because running into Childe wasn't on your list of to-dos.
After a moment you seen him, Scaramouche. Your heart pounded once more, your body heating up in all the right places, it was like the first time again. He was speaking to some agents, about what you don't know, you could barely hear from the sound of your heart almost beating out of your chest. .. or maybe it was the adrenaline. Whatever it was the only thing you know is that you were going to talk to him, you'll take any chance to get a word in with him, even if it meant you have to get hurt... or die.
You waited for some of the agents to disburse, luckily for you he didn't like have others with him in that rather large tent he had set up for himself. Soon enough the agents slipped up, speaking to each other leaving you some space, a chance to dart to the tent without disturbance. That was what you did.
He turned rather quickly, his hands up ready to defend himself, it seems not many just dart in and he was ready to fight. However noticing you didn't have a weapon on you he didn't attack right away
"Who are you and why are you here? Speak now" he hissed with a harsh glare, you stood in shock in the fact that for one, you actually made it, you're here and two you're not dead yet.
"I-Im Y/N and... " you trailed off some, where you just going to say why you really came here, to fuck his brains out? Really? You didn't really think a lot, seeming your hormones speaking for you before logic.
He watched your body language carefully as he noticed you where far from a threat but still, kept his defense up.
"Don't tell me you came without reason, or maybe you're backing out now that you've gotten to see me? " He said with a snarky attitude, no, you couldn't back down now.
"No! I-Im not backing down, I came to.. " Speaking on your business wasn't going to happen, you was simply too nervous however you noticed with his cocky attitude he slipped on his defense, you took this chance to act, now or never right?
Your hands grabbing his face as your lips connect to his rather fast and harsh, his skin was cold to the touch. Of course he was taken back by this sudden move, sure he figured you would act but not like this, his hands grabbing yours and pushing you off. His breath seemed to have increased, his face blushing a deep pink as well as a bit of saliva on the corner of his mouth.
"What do you think you're doing!? " He was beyond flustered yet it seemed he didn't totally hate it. You couldn't respond with words, at least not easily only taking a step closer, he backed up into a table with papers on it.
"H-Hey! Wait a minute-" your lips once more connecting his as your body pressed against him, you've gotten too far to back down, however if he really didn't want you there you wouldn't be standing still so at least he didn't seem to hate it. This time he didn't push you off right away, kissing back but harsher as he flipped the two of you, your back hitting the wooden table as papers of plans went flying. His hands holding yours down, pinning them as he broke the kiss looking down at you, lust in his eyes.
"You're just some glorified pervert aren't you? Have you been following me, waiting to pounce like the bitch in heat you are" He hissed as he leaned down to you, his hand grabbing your throat "If we are doing anything here I'll be the one in control got it? " he spoke, his breath tickling your neck, all you could do was nod, earning a chuckle from him. His hands let go off you as they went to grab something, soon enough he put something in your mouth and pushed you over onto your back, a gasp escaped your mouth at the impact, he placed his knee in your lower region. A growl leaving his lips. He was enjoying this way too much to be honest.
"Now listen here slut and listen good, I'm not here to play games and I have all I need to make your life a living hell. Do you understand me?" He asked harshly as he used some rope to bind your wrists together before searching your pockets to make sure you truely didn't have anything to harm him with, only for him to pull out a small vile a glowing pink liquid "Aphrodisiacs? Really? " how did he know what it was? Either way you felt embarrassed for getting you even had it. Once your pockets was emptied and deemed not a threat he chuckled a little "You're quite pathetic arent you? How many did you think you where going to get me to consume this? " you were speechless now and he smirked as he pulled your hair to make sure you could see him "Soon you'll see what kind of authority youre challenging you whore" he spat the last word before he completely shredded your clothing, he had a lot more strength then expected for someone of his size, as you tried to cover yourself which was useless with your hands bound, he grabbed your wrists "Come on let's have some fun " his smirk growing, a low rumble left him "Just you wait I won't be gentle"
Your stomach and front side pressed against the rough wooden surface as your back end now out for him to see "Already so wet and ready for me, you really are a whore" he thrusts two slender fingers into your core harshly "I'm only making room for myself so don't get used it bitch" He said harshly as he added a third, not giving you time to really adjust, it was then when he seen a bit of blood he laughed "Oh Archons am I your first? Really you wanted me to be it? At least your have good tastes" pulling his fingers from you, licking the blood mixed with your juices off, his eyes glaring down at you. You could see how much he wanted to dominate you, to fuck you until you begged for mercy. He remembered something as he grabbed vile you had brought with you and took the top off before looking at you with a smirk "This should keep us busy for a while don't you think? I can already tell you're not ready for what you got yourself into" He flipped you onto your back before pushing the vile to your lips, almost forcing you to drink the aphrodisiac. Once done he discarded it to the side as his hands wondered your body, it didn't take long before the effects started to work on you, your body heating up more then ever as your breathing picked up its pace. You however had a small devious idea, an idea that can get you possibly killed but you held a bit of the liquid in your mouth, hidden so when he came in for a harsh you managed to push it into his mouth causing him to swallow it out of surprise, pulling back quickly to wipe his mouth with his sleeve. You could see the anger in his eyes before they softened, he laughed "Oh you dirty little bitch!"
Only a small smirk adorned on your face, now playing his little game, he pushed onto your stomach once more harshly as he he chuckled lowly "You know I thought about going slow at first, sure not for long but giving you some time to adjust.. " you felt his tip press against your core teasingly, you moaned out "But for that.. I'm going to go as harsh as I want to, to use your whore body for myself as my little toy" he said as he slammed himself in fully, bottoming out. You yelped and groaned in slight pain however the aphrodisiac helped numb it into pleasure . Your nails digging into the rope, you closed your eyes.
And he began to pound into you with full force, every stroke feeling as though you'd be ripped apart. Each one bringing you further to your climax, your eyes clenched tightly as he pounded deeper than you've ever felt, it' almost as if his entire being wanted to hurt you, as if he craved to be inside you as he continued to slam into you hard, the sound of a few men outside yelling as they thought he was being attacked only for him to snap at them before they could come in "Take one step in this tent and you'll all see your maker! " They didn't need to be told twice backing away leaving the two of you alone.
His hands gripping your hips as his nails dug into your skin leaving marks, you could feel small shocks of his electro through his finger tips adding more pleasure. His hips moving faster as you cried out, your voice coming out as whimpers, tears pricking you as he pumped in and out of you, each thrust sending chills through you. As he slowed down after a couple minutes and stopped slamming into you, both of your bodies shaking, sweat dripping down your faces.
"S-Scara-" A particularly hard thrusts cut you short of speaking as he growled "Don't fucking call me that like were friends, call me master" he hissed at you as he kept thrusting "I could fucking kill you bitch! Watch your damn words" Another heavy thrust made you moan and babble incoherently against the table
"I.. I didn't mean t..to.. ah... ah.. " you couldn't finish your sentence as he kept pounding into you, you were panting heavily as you tried to catch your breath, your head turning some to look at him, his eyes were filled with lust and anger, his teeth gritted as he continued to pound into you.
You could feel him twitch in you, he was close so close<br />
"Call me master! " he demanded, no ordered you. You whimpered slightly as he gave another violent thrust causing you to scream out loudly as it came "Nnnngghhhh! Master!!!" he slammed into you again as you screamed. both yours and his body trembling and sweating heavily as he released into you, still thrusting but not near as hard, pushing his seed further into you, some dripping down your leg.
Once it passed you where panting as you laid down staring at the ceiling unable to move or speak, your vision blurring as sleep consumed you.
The first thing you saw was Scaramouche putting something onto your neck, it felt like leather, and hearing a few words he spoke ".. my pet... "
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i hope requests are open 👀 weirdly specific request but! fatui scara who made a deal with dottore to never go near his partner (aka reader) bc he knows what that man is capable of, given the experiments, and then one day sees reader come out of dottore’s lab with a bandage and jumps to conclusions
UR SO SMART FOR THIS ANON!<33
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Warnings: past injury mentioned, maybe possesive scara if u squint, angry scara (momentarily), angst to fluff(?), protective scara
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Scaramouche felt whatever synthetic blood he had inside him run cold. There you were, walking so nonchalantly out of Dottore’s office. Archons, you were so stupid.
He stormed over, a furious expression on his face as he gripped your wrist harshly, uncaring at how you winced in pain, and dragged you to his chambers. The door slammed behind him as he practically threw you onto the bed.
“Scara-” You started to speak, a concerned look on your face before he cut you off.
“How many times have I told you to stay away from him. And you didn’t fucking listen. How stupid can you be?!” Scaramouche pinched the bridge of his nose, his eyes closed as he tried to control his temper.
You felt tears well up in your eyes, your bottom lip trembling as you stared at the floor. “I didn’t mean to.. I got hurt and,” you sniffled, rolling up your sleeve to show him the bandage. “The attendant took me there.. It wasn’t even him, just one of his segments..” You mumbled, avoiding his eyes.
Still frowning, Scaramouche sat down next to you on the bed and gently took your arm. His touch was gentle, a stark contrast to how he had grabbed you earlier. “Who.”
“What?” You finally met his eyes and nearly flinched from the look of hate he held in them.
“Which attendant took you to him. Clearly, neither of you know how to follow orders.” He continued to glare at you, his eyes narrowed.
You shook your head, grabbing his hands. “It doesn’t matter. I’m okay. He didn’t do anything. I think the attendant freaked out, he was worried you’d kill him for letting me trip in the first place..” You gave a shy smile, kissing his cheek gently.
He huffed, pulling you into a hug. “..I still don’t like that you were over there. What if he took advantage of you, or injected with you with something..” Scaramouche mumbled, his hands gently rubbing your back, almost as if he was afraid you’d shatter like glass.
“Promise me you’ll never go there ever again. If you get hurt, there’s plenty of other doctors here to take care of you.”
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a/n: AHH sorry this is so short, finals r this week i’m so busy :((
bonus!!:
“So, how’d you get hurt in the first place?”
“…”
“You did something stupid didn’t you.”
“..I did something stupid😞”
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its-weeping · 8 months
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WE NEED A PART 2 OF MARRIED IN PURPLE 🙏🙏
your wishes have been granted! here's the awaited part two of married in purple ^^
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ii. 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐈𝐧 𝐏𝐮𝐫𝐩𝐥𝐞 ! ‧ ₊˚ 𖧷
𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍 𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐓
summary: scaramouche is insistent of the marriage, but you aren't. right?
warnings: minor cursing, kinda suggestive toward the end
pairing: fatui!scaramouche x reader
notes: hello everyone, i made a part two of married in purple since you guys requested, so here you go!!
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it's been a week since scaramouche told you of your marriage to him. how has it gone to this point, one may ask. well..
there is much mystery to it, because it's rare to see the balladeer be kind to someone, let alone his enemy.
since the moment scaramouche blatantly told you you're married to him, he's been nice—overly too polite at times. so who are you than his enemy not to abuse this kindness?
you knew you had to tell him the truth, though it'd be best to say once you're far from him; perhaps in a letter. however an hour turned into two, then twelve, then twenty, then a day, and now seven.
scaramouche's extensive kindness could have possibly caused you to stay longer. it was in good conscience to reveal the truth before seven days turned into thirty-one.
although, you ran into one problem in the duration of your fake marriage. you began reciprocating his kindness with your own. you initially thought that perhaps it's because he's being nice to you, but even when he'd scold you, the usual hatred wouldn't spark in your chest.
shit, am i starting to like this guy?
it was a fact that you started repaying scaramouche's acts of service, but that didn't mean you feel romantic attraction for the harbinger.
no, no, i don't. i can't. how can i when he's the enemy!
however, these simple acts continued beyond just requiting the things scaramouche does for you. now, it was your mission to tell your enemy the truth before your feelings for him got any deeper.
"scaramouche?"
"in here."
you enter the home office to see your fake husband reviewing fatui business via paperwork. sauntering further in, you take a quick glance at papers, pulling back to your original stance when scaramouche turns to you.
"what is it? i'm a bit busy at the moment." his tone is gentle, unlike the usual harsh voice he'd use with you afore.
nerves bloom in your stomach, in all honesty you didn't want to surrender this new lifestyle. so, what harm would come in lying for another week?
"nevermind, it's nothing. sorry for disturbing you."
heading for the door, you overhear the balladeer laughing to himself. you spin round and see him snickering, the paperwork long abandoned.
"what's so funny?" you ask.
"you really think i'm that clueless?"
the question makes you stiffen, and with your lack of response scaramouche continues on.
"i knew you didn't lose your memories. i knew all this time, but i played along–" he pauses, reeling in your expression with a smirk, "–'why?' you might ask. to put it simply, i felt an attraction towards you, and when the opportunity of you 'forgetting' presented itself, i took it."
it hits you, "so you used me?"
"precisely! i needed to know. so i experimented, and the results have been quite shocking."
you watch as scaramouche advances toward you, mind racing with mixed thoughts of the situation.
"you..." the puppet's voice seems closer, "feel the same attraction for me." now right by your ear, "don't you?"
"i don't." you gulp. scaramouche chuckles at your anxious demeanor. his fingers brush the blades of your shoulders ever so lightly, sending shivers down your spine.
"then how come when i touch you, you seem like you want more?" the query follows with a hand settling on your neck.
when you go to push the balladeer away, your body has other plans. scaramouche seems to notice the change and laughs.
"face it, you've fallen for me just as hard as i have for you."
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𝓕𝓪𝓽𝓾𝓲 𝓗𝓪𝓻𝓫𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓻𝓼 𝓪𝓼 𝓟𝓮𝓷-𝓹𝓪𝓵𝓼 ♡
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Pov: In the middle of the night you woke up wanting a fresh glass of *drink you find suitable for a late night beverage*, before letting your feet reach the ground you notice the tip of an envelope sticking out from under your pillow,
"Who put it here, how did it get there in the first place?" You wonder.
Warnings: Slight mentions of stalking, characters may be out of character since not much information are given about most of them. I write the harbingers in the same way I hc them to be. (This is almost my first post (aside from my introduction) I also hope to be able to write more of these pov and maybe hcs soon! SLIGHT MODERN AU BUT IT'S STILL IN TEYVAT.
Option one: From Columbina
The letter was found placed neatly under your pillow. The light pink envelope smelled of roses and somehow felt extremely cold. You wondered who could have written this unknown message. Some rosewood colored sealing wax was used to seal the letter. You had a hard time opening it without tearing the paper. Upon figuring what was inside, a folded sheet of paper was presented right in front of your eyes. The writer remained anonymous as they signed their own message with "Your beloved". You had a hard time reading the contents of the sheet of white paper since, it was written in cursive. The one who sent you such message referred to you as "my dove" or "my love".
Content of the letter:
Greetings my love!
I have been meaning to write this letter to you in hope of finally introducing myself. I always see you at *your workplace* and hoped to one day meet you in person but, I guess writing this letter will suffice for now! I hope you're doing well, my dove, although you've never met me, I was wondering how you were doing, you haven't been present these past couple days at your workplace and I've been starting to worry for your health. I hope we'll meet soon in person, but for now you can wait till my next letter.
Goodbye for now, my love.
-From your beloved.
*so uhh you may see this same message for Capitano but I really love her and I wanted to write her letter just so that I don't feel like this post is missing something but I hc to be kind of childish but she can be VERY intimidating. But she hides that scary side of her to her lover.
Option two: From Dotttore
Upon looking at the letter. You notice quickly the coffee stained envelope who strongly smelled of something close to gasoline or of some metallic odor. curiosity got the best of you and you quickly opened the envelope who was just sealed shut with a bit of glue. You find the contents of the letter easy to read even though the handwriting used by the writer was slightly messy and seemed rushed. At first, when you opened the letter, aside from the handwriting, you also found a folded rose who seemed a but destroyed from being stuck in such a tight space for so long. At the bottom of the page you found two drops of what seemed to be from a red substance but, you didn't think of it that much.
Content of the letter:
Good morning my dear. From what I could predict you're possibly reading my letter right after your awakening which surely is during what you consider as your morning. To begin this message, I'd hope to make one point clear. I've been interested in you for quite some time and I could only hope to know your psyche much more personally. I hope that we can meet soon but, to make things fair since I already know much more about you than you could possibly think. I'll give you my brief introduction as to remark this first letter. I'm a doctor from Snezhnaya who studied in Sumeru Academia. My only goal is to accomplish my researches on immortality and creating a new god. I find humans quite interesting for the sake of my experiments and only hope to meet you once more in person. Although you have never seen me, I truly hope that will change soon.
Well then, till next time y/n.
Option three: From Capitano
Upon glaring at the envelope sealed with sealing wax, you were quickly able to open it and inside you found a sheet of paper that was folded although it's ends were facing you. (So yk when you fold a paper there's like the bent side and the ends, yeah for all the harbingers who fold their letters your have to pull out the letter by its bent side but not for Capitano.) The contents of the letter were written in a fine handwriting where all the letters looked the same, as if it was written by a writing machine thing (yk what I mean).
Content of the letter:
To my love,
I have been fascinated by you, yet It seems I am not able to figure how why. I believe I am amazed by you with the reason that we are made for each other. So, why would I need a reason to have such strong adoration for you if we were to be soulmates. I decided to write you this letter after some configuration with some of the people I know, who also told me I should write you a letter first then we could meet face to face. I have spent countless hours figuring out what to say, yet they felt as long as the time I spent on the battlefield. You see, I am one of the Tsaritsa s' loyal harbingers. Even while on duty I only could worry about your safety, if I were to have written this letter sooner, will you still be alive to read it. Before one of use meets our end I wanted you to know of my person and I wanted to know that you acknowledge me, as the writer of this letter. I truly hope fate will allow us to meet but, my time is running out so. Till next time we meet, my dear.
-Your loyal follower.
*To be honest I only wrote for him only because I love him and his character a lot and I knew that I would feel miserable if I didn't write for him. Yeah so I hc him to know the dangers of being a soldier and I also hc to worry a lot about his (soon to be?) lover s' health.
Option four: From Tartaglia
The letter is not sealed with anything, its just a plain white envelope, nothing else. Inside there's a folded sheet of paper when just the ink slightly appearing on the other side of the page is presented to you, yet you don't know why it's there in the first place or it's purpose. hen you finally take out the sheet and flip it around to see it's content, you can only focus on the small doodles of hearts and random shapes along side the text written in a rather fine handwriting.
Content of the letter:
Hey there (buddy/girlie) , I hope you are in perfect health while reading this letter. Lately I've been amazed by your strengths, from just being able any heavy object to having some skill in fighting. I truly hope I could soon make your acquaintance, maybe when the time comes and we meet in person in a proper manner, maybe we'll be able to spar but who knows! Maybe we can meet when the both of us aren't really busy. You look like the perfect fighting comrade for me. you may not have realized it by now but I've been admiring you for some time, each time I see you at that café or park you always go to, I can't help but wonder on how could one be so pretty and strong at the same time. I am writing this letter to you in hopes that maybe you'll be able to difference me form the rest each time we meet. Because, I truly think not once have you shot a glance at me. But well farewell for not comrade.
-yours truly
Option five: From Signora (...No not from ashes..)
When you were looking down upon the white envelope, you could only notice the scent of some perfume, a perfume rich in scent who smelled in an odor you couldn't describe due to how powerful it smelled. Upon opening the envelope, you noticed a black silk bag tossed behind the letter neatly folded and placed inside the black envelope that was decorated with small gems to which some had a heart shaped form. The bag was tied shut by a red silk lace who quickly got unfolded when you pulled at the tip of the wing (?) of its ribbon that was formed by how it's was tied. Inside was a necklace who had a silver chain with a black diamond pendant resembling a cross. You then proceeded to read the letter who had been written with a find cursive handwriting, although you were able to read since the letters barely seemed to even had been written in cursive, it was like the writer didn't even raise their pen while writing but yet wrote normally.
Content of the letter:
My dear y/n,
These past couple of days or maybe weeks, I have felt as if I have fallen in love with you. I love the way you dress with that *fashionable piece of clothing you have*. But, from what I saw each time I meet your presence is that you never seem to where a necklace. So, I figured that it would be nice for me to give you one. I figured that I didn't know which one you'd simply like so I decided to give you one of my own. To make this letter short, my only point is that I truly wish to know you soon enough, I already know your age, name, birthday, and your address but I don't seem to quite get you sense of fashion, maybe when we meet in person we could go to any sorts of store and possibly go shopping for new clothes for you.
*The letter ends with the writer signing their name as "Rosalyn" although you find it weird, you've never met a Rosalyn before. The letter has a heart after the writer s' name and the first mention of your name. (So basically after the "dear y/n".)
Option six: From Scara- (wait who?)
The letter didn't have an envelope (I hc him to not really use envelope for this stuff idk why) the letter was yet in perfect conditions even though it was tossed under your pillow. The handwriting was clear, not messy or not to formal (cursive ,I guess). The letter had few doodles representing stars (hah get it? "the stars, the sky, it's all a gigantic hoax.")
Content of the letter:
Lately, I've been seeing you around, maybe by just simply making your way to your workplace (Author note: or school if you'd like). Each time I see you you're possibly just listening to music or anything like that. I was able to see your playlist on *app used by you for music* (exemple: spotifiy, youtube etc.). Although your style is not my favourite I still listen to it, in hopes of getting closer to you in a way. I hope we meet again. I barely know you and you don't even know me but, I just can't help to find you so pretty. Till then y/n..
-Secret admirer.
(Kinda took inspo from the fact all anemo boys are associated with music of some sort so yeahh- but for this pov scara is not wanderer yet..)
Option seven: From Sandrone
*Author note: I hc sandrone to be really creative so yeah..)
The letter was found in an envelope that smelled of gasoline, It wasn't sealed at all. Upon opening it you can still smell the ink from the pen or machine used to write this letter. All the letters looked like the ones of a keyboard so you guessed the sender used a writing machine or printer to write their message. although, the text was shaped in a heart form, and the sides of the text you found many heart shaped doodles. (Yeah for the content of the letter I'm not doing the heart thing, so I guess you could imagine it to be like that. But if you don't know what I mean by heart form, imagine a heart, fill it with words where you have to read from left to right yeah. uhh idk how to explain it, I'm trying to make her different I guess.
Content of the letter:
As I'm writing this, I can still feel my oblivion to what to say. I have tossed some many tries and fails upon writing this letter to the point this feels like as if I'm writing down about all my failures and not about my love to you. I heard about you from two friends of mine which one of them visits your workplace quite often to which another stays in the shadows and observes you. They aren't the type to easily be fascinated by others, strangers even. So, when you came in as a subject in our conversations, I could only feel my curiosity wanting to know more. So yesterday I went to see who you truly were. The second I saw your beauty I started to relate to all the compliments my friends were giving you. You were perfect, if there was a word to describe something or someone who is more than perfect, that'd be you. All of the compliments describing how you were so ethereal that I had the chance of hearing, I figured that they were true. Upon hearing all the information that my co-workers got about you, I quickly figured where you lived, so I now decided to write you this in hope of somehow finally getting to know each other. Knowing that you're possibly reading this right now feels like a fortune to me. Being able to create something that will soon be in your hands feels like something that I don't deserve somehow. but I truly hope to be able to see you once more, if not a thousand more.
-Your soon to be lover ♡
*btw her friends are Arlecchino and Columbina. And I hc her to fall in love with people she admires for being perfect.
Option eight: From Arlecchino
The letter was not placed in an envelope, although it was a bit ruined due to maybe how it was placed underneath your pillow, maybe you moving as you were sleeping kind of ruined it. As you took the letter who was almost at the tip of the top of your bed about to fall off. You noticed all the bunny doodles around the writing. The text was written in a small handwriting and the distance between words was quite spacious.
Content of the letter:
Hello, my bunny.
You may know me after I introduce myself but, I think I have fallen in love with you. If you can't recall me, I an the customer you always serve at *name of cafe*. It always pleasures me to see you, whether your making my drink or doing basic chores. I'm the one who always leaves you a tip before leaving. You know, the one with with and a bit of black hair. These past days I didn't go to see you since I was busy with work and I was also thinking about what to write for this letter. To make my point, I don't want you to see me as a customer, I want you to seem et he same way I do. As a lover. i truly hope you understand. I can't figure what to say now but,
I love you.
-Arlecchino
*I know a lot of people will be mad after reading this, IF I didn't add her. Tbh I hc her to be really soft around her lover and not always being rude. I thought about how people describe her as a "wolf in sheep s' clothing" and though what if she were to call her lover petnames because people refer to her as a "wolf..".
Option nine: From Pantalone
At first glance, when you saw the letter it seemed as if it wasn't supposed to be there. The sheet used for the envelope was rather fine somehow and the sealing wax used to shut the envelope seemed expensive somehow. It's red color with a crown type of symbol at the top stuck out to you the most. Not trying to rip it, you successfully opened it. Behind a sheet of letter which you an only think could be the letter that the envelope came with was neatly placed about thousands dollars worth of money bills. You wondered if this letter was truly for you and if you should truly be the one holding such value of cash. Maybe it was normal for the sender to have someone break in and give the receiver this delivery. If you were right, did the sender perhaps send their message to the wrong person? After contemplating for a long time, you opened the letter just to see it's content in hopes of not seeing any form of evidence for criminal activity.
Content of the letter:
To my dear darling,
I have took an interest in you a long time ago and now decided to write this letter to you with hope that you'll acknowledge my adoration for you. Although from your situation I have found myself worrying for your sake and so I decided to give you not even a fraction of what I have. I wanted to inform you of my being in hopes that maybe one day when we meet you wouldn't treat me the same way you treat a stranger. And that maybe you will feel the same way for me as I do for you. I hope the money I sent you will suffice for now and maybe try not to be too surprise when my next letter comes as maybe we can write the each other and then as time goes on I could deliver you all that you need knowing you will be there for me when time comes.
Goodbye for now, my dear.
*The writer seemed to have forgotten to write and introduction or sign their name at the bottom of the page. Yet, you were still fascinated by how pretty their cursive handwriting way.*
I REALLY DO NOT KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT THE REST OF THE HARBINGERS SO UHHH, yeah if you want me to do Pierro and the Rooster then I guess I could do a part 2? But if I do so I'll also add the Tsaritsa I guess.
Please send me your requests: If you didn't read the rules yet please make sure to do so! Thank you!!
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