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hitomisuzuya · 4 months

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Don't mind this, everyone. This is just me high typing cause I am lonely. I should probably be typing fluffy Childe smut, but I digress. Bear with me.

I really love the idea of self aware Genshin characters. It's such a Yandere thing. I am gonna include my own experience a little in farming for Scara and using him in game for the sake of flow of whatnot so I can talk about this. The narration may change a bit in some places. I'll change the font style and whatnot, continuing on.

My best friend has this fun little headcanon that Scara came somehow manipulate the game in some way, make it glitch for lack of better word. Like, he would know when you are playing him. He would sense it, mainly being able to feel how you feel through your hands, seeing as how, especially if you are a mobile player like I am, your hands around your phone the whole time.

He could feel when you are happy, and when you get unsure about something. He would notice like dependent habits you have, like if you have him in your party and rotate him out for say like his cool down for his burst or ESkill, or to put up a shield with whatever character (for me, it would be Noelle, my girl🥰), he would feel the unease you feel having to rotate him out for a few moments.

Or if you are fighting and have another character on field, and you freeze in the middle combat whether it be because you hesitated or weren't sure about having this particular character on field, and you rotate him back in and he instantly feels you relax because you can rely on him to carry you (no joke, get that boy up in the air and let his tracking go to work😌).

You depend on him, and that's what validates him. He can feel how you feel about him. It sends him reeling when he realizes that someone could depend on him. Could love him? You loved him despite everything he did, and everything he'd been through. You trust him, love him, and rely on him with every fiber of your being.

You were loyal. He can even hear the affection in your voice when you tell him good morning or good night. He loves that you love him.

Basically, the more he feels you through your hands, the more he comes self aware. This feeling is doubled, especially if you are in a high stress situation like..*twitch*..The Spiral Abyss. My two teams are obvious strike teams built around Scara and Childe.

He always went on somewhat of a power trip whenever you went to the Spiral Abyss. You built one of your teams so carefully around him. He'd felt how much thought you'd given it. If he had it his way, you wouldn't need a second team.

He was the only one you needed. Meandering in the Spiral Abyss was just another way for him to prove that he could take care of you.

You were his.

He is even able to see what you look like, being able to widdle away the barrier between you, him, and the game. Soon, very soon, he would be able to breach the barrier and reach his fingers into your very world.

I'm sure we all remember putting our noses to the grindstone farming for him. We all twitched from the same trauma of farming Rukkhashava Mushrooms, all while still exploring a newly released Sumeru. And the Handguards.

He wondered what it had been like preparing for him. You'd had everything all gathered in a nice neat pile for him. He hated that you'd had to rely on another character even though you were preparing for him (for me it was Xiao).

He couldn't stand that you inevitably do have to be away from your phone (or whatever you use). He has a lot of time on his hands to whatever in Teyvat until you returned, but all he could think about was you.

What were you doing? Who were you talking to? Or who you were with? He wouldn't need to worry about that much longer, he could by now hack into your phone and find out whatever he needed to know.

He has to have you now, especially when he saw just how in love with him you really were. Question is, would he stay here in your world with you, or would he steal you away and take you back with him?

Those two questions echoed in his mind as he looked down at you in the dark of your room while you slept. His precious treasure was now close enough for him to touch, to brush some hair off of your face.

Who the hell is gonna read all this 😂 But, I am going to bed now, I gotta get up early tomorrow. Thank you if you even read this far. Goodnight, everyone.

#genshin impact #self aware genshin #scaramouche #yandere scaramouche #late night thoughts #scaramouche x reader #scaramouche x y/n #scaramouche x you

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stars-interlude · 1 month

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Final duet~

a/n: AHHHHH IM SOOOOOOO HAPPPYY WITH ALL THE NOTES ON THE XIAO FIC TYYYYYSMM honestly i think that the xiao fic was way better than the kazuha fic but i love both of them anyways enjoy this Scaramouche fic (idek where this idea came from)

☆ Parings: Pianist!Scaramouche x Femviolinist!Reader

☆Tags/Warnings: slight angst (if you squint), NSFW!!, a little bit of cursing

synopsis; pianist Scara always plays solo right? until you get booked by the same people for the same event and the two of you have to work something out to play and with a lot of fights and disagreements about what to play for this event you two decide on the perfect duet and could this blossom into something more than just orchestra partners?

[💿]- now playing

Scaramouche always thought be would play solo. It’s just always been that way since he was young “You’ll be better by yourself” His mother would say. His opinion suddenly changed when you came into his life. He was in the practice room and suddenly you walked in “Oh, i’m sorry I’ll just go” you said before walking out “Wait who are you?” Scaramouche’s voice barely got your attention you turned back to him “i’m [name] and who might you be ?” you smiled as you introduced yourself “i’m Scaramouche it’s nice to meet you, I guess you must be going now” honestly you wanted to know more about him but you had other things to worry about.

As a recent you got booked for a wedding and you wanted to nail it down and of course you didn’t want to disappoint a couple on their big day. The wedding was in a month so you had time to practice as you were practicing you thought of how happy the people would be dancing to your melody it had already been an hour and that was enough for the day you thought.

When you got home you flopped into your bed and unexpectedly you get a text from the woman who booked you it was about how you would have to play with a pianist and she sent you his info and you looked and it was no other than that guy you saw today. You didn’t even have a second thought about him since you saw him earlier in the day. You look at the info and text him about practicing together and you to figured out a time and the practice room.

“Hi, it’s nice to see you again” Scaramouche says as you walk in “Yea it is” you didn’t want to rude or dry but you just really didn’t have much to say. When you two started playing Scara got really bossy “your messing up so much, Your playing it all wrong” the man got up from his piano bench to come over ‘to show you how to really play’ as he’s playing your violin you start to laugh because of how bad he was. He looks at you while your laughing and smiles, something you thought you’d never see. As the days of laughter and practice went on so did your relationship with Scara.

The day you were dreading finally came up the wedding. everything was going fine Scaramouche was playing piano before the bride went down the aisle and while she was walking you two were supposed to play the duet. Then you saw her and it was your time to play you were playing just like how you rehearsed. It was going fine until you played the wrong cord and Scara tried to match what you were playing but you messed up so hard that it screwed up how the bride walked. after that embarrassing scene the two of you go back to his car because he was the one who took you to the wedding.

“How could you mess up?” Scaramouche said with a stern voice “I didn’t mean to i’m sorry..” you didn’t know what more to say “we basically fucked up the whole wedding [name] you fuck up everything” he basically yelling at you for a mistake “Now how do I fuck up everything it’s your fault!” it was silent for a few minutes “it’s not just the music [name] you messed up how i saw music i’m supposed to be doing this solo” you looked at Scaramouche before you got out of his car “if you wanna be solo you can do this without me” as you walked away you could feel your breath get shaky and eyes teary

Being without Scara was interesting non of your other friends played instruments so you had to go to practice by yourself. as you play your favorites like you always did someone walked in and guess who Scaramouche “shit sorry” you had to process that it was him “Scara wait we need to talk” you put down your violin and walk up to him “[name] i’m sorry for what i said my anger got to the best of me” “i guess you could make it up to me”

Soon kisses turn to bites and Scaramouche ended up on his knees pleasing you “mmh Scara~ just like that hah” the aroma of rosin and sex was something you never imagined “[name] just wanna make you feel good~” Scara sucked and tongue fucked your cunt and you started grinding on his face involuntarily as the coil in your stomach tightened you could almost feel the wave of pleasure wash over you quickly. Scara got up and soon said “we should go back to my place”

#scaramouche #genshin impact x reader #genshin smut #scaramouche smut #scaramouche genshin impact #smut #wanderer x reader #genshin x reader smut

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mistywaves98 · 1 year

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yfsdtydcstshegwsvjhgv hear me out hear me out,,,, yandere!scara controlling reader like he did Haypasia but instead of just making her follow him, he turns the reader into his personal cumdump- reader tries oh so hard to fight back, watching as if its a movie as her body is used as a fucktoy for the ex-harbringer- but the thing is, after a while of this, the reader begins to believe everything he says, that her only purpose in life is to bring him pleasure and becomes scara's perfect obedient little pet <3

-super duper cool anon

This is such a juicy idea anon!

Edit: I think I strayed a bit from what the ask said, sooo uhh, really sorry about that anon 😬😔

✧･ﾟ:* Yandere! Scaramouche x Fem! Reader

✧･ﾟ:* ¡Warnings!: Not proofread, Yandere themes (but not that intense), Non con, Degradation, Lots of repetition of words, collaring, rough sex, Mean! Scaramouche, Kidnapping, I think that's it!

✧･ﾟ:* Minor writing smut! DNI if uncomfy!

✧･ﾟ:* Reblogs are greatly appreciated!

As another one of the scholars who dedicated their lives to trying to connect their consciousness to Irminsul, that is what you spent all of your time doing. Yes, you knew of the tales of what happened to most of those who did manage to accomplish such a task but your desire for the kind of knowledge you could potentially gain blocked out any protests against your actions.

One time you actually saw something while meditating, visions of some sort and although they were blurry and barely distinguishable, it excited you. Since then, you've been training hard, hoping to experience that again.

You heard from somewhere that the Palace of Alcazarzaray was a good place to practice your meditation, so that's where you could be found as the days followed. As you meditated more and more, you could feel yourself getting closer and closer to your goal, it was only a matter of time, you told yourself. However, you also realized that during the rare times when you weren't meditating, you felt dazed and unfocused and often times you swore you saw something, or glimpses of someone. Though this worried you to a very small extent, instead, you thought you just needed to work a little harder. Eventually it got to a point where you spent all your time meditating, evoking worry from your relatives. In fact, the only thing that stopped you from meditating full time was them coming to 'snap you out of it' as they said. This annoyed you very much and although you knew they meant well, you were too close now and you had already accepted the risks this journey was accompanied with.

So, taking a small choice of possessions, you went to a remote, isolated part of the forest where you would meditate for days on end, not sleeping, eating or drinking. Strangely enough, your body seemed fine with it too, you weren't fatigued at all, it was just the haziness and hallucinations.

Now you were sitting on the floor of the cave, face relaxed but at the same time fixed with an expression of concentration. You focused....and focused.....and focused.....

Yes....

You could feel it, just a little more....

Your eyes suddenly shot open.

Scanning your surroundings you immediately realized something was off. The earth seemed to be layered with a gray tint and there was someone standing right in front of you with their back turned.

"Have...I...finally done it once more? Is....my consciousness.... connected to Irminsul?" You hesitantly ask, "Hmph. Not even a 'hello' at least? I expected better from my first follower."

What? What is he talking about? But wait.... He seems familiar..."Who...are you?" It's difficult to talk, your mind feels heavy and your vision is blurring momentarily. "Me? They call me Scaramouche or 'the Balladeer.' I am a member of the eleven fatui Harbingers but soon I will be known as the god of Sumeru. For now, however, you will address me as 'master,' understood?" He turned around and you were met with two purple eyes glaring down at you. The Harbingers? You've heard of that before, back when you were in the Akademiya, they're from Snezhnaya, right?

Scaramouche's voice brings you out of your thoughts,"I said, 'is that understood?' " "U-uh, yes....master..." His frown turns into an expression of smugness. "Good, I suppose you're pretty baffled by the situation you've found yourself in, but I'll have some mercy and explain it to you."

Your eyes widen when he reveals that he had been watching you ever since you had that experience with the indescribable visions. Those were...his memories? And apparently he's going to become a god? And he has chosen you as his first follower? "Why, you may ask? Well, no one has ever managed to connect directly to my consciousness before, so I took this as a sign. A sign that you are the chosen one." Huh, so you didn't connect to Irminsul after all and instead you're peering into the consciousness of one of the Harbingers? This information is hard for your now unstable mind to process. It hurts...You bring a hand to your aching forehead and try to soothe the pain. "...Can't...focus.."

Suddenly, a hand grips your jaw and tilts your head up so that you make eye contact with him,"You look so dumb right now, but it's alright, you won't need to think much from now on." You gasp as he kisses you roughly, pushing his tongue into your open mouth. His hands grab both of your wrists in a painful grip as he shoves you into the ground, lips still connected. You try struggle under his grip, only to find you can barely move. You try breaking the kiss but not only does he push harder, you can't even move your head and when he pulls away, you cringe at the strings of saliva between you two.

"Why...?" Is all you can manage as you gasp for breath,"Don't ask questions, all you need to know is that you are going to be my little stress toy from now until the day you die." His tone is snappy and you shut up at once, mind hazy. Scaramouche looks as your flushed face and chuckles darkly,"Your mind is weak, you can't even think straight, can you? And without the ability to properly process things you leave your body in a very vulnerable state, don't you know that? Hehe, I'm going to have so much fun with you..." He was right, your mind was under so much strain during your intense meditation sessions, now you don't have the brain to fight back.

His hands let go of your wrists and began to trail down your body, stopping to cup your breasts. You couldn't help but moan as he massaged the soft flesh through your clothes. Then, without warning he tore your top apart, exposing the white bra confining your chest. He made quick work of that two and as soon as the piece of fabric fell to the ground, his fingers went up to flick your now-hard nipples. Suddenly he gave them both a particularly harsh tug, grinning when you yelped in pain. With one hand playing with your left breast, he used his free hand to hike up your obnoxiously long skirt.

"You don't even wear a pair of shorts under this? Such a whore." He smirked at the help you let as as he smacked your pussy. You bit your lip as whimpers threatened to leave your throat as he used his slender fingers to circle your clothed clit. "Please....stop..." "Stop? When you are this wet? Just admit it, you're getting off on your god fucking you." "No...I—" You gag as Scaramouche stuffs three fingers deep down your throat "Stop talking and suck if you know what good for you."

When he finally decided you're wet enough, he slipped your panties off and pocketed them despite your protests. He then flips you unto your stomach before taking his cock out of the confines of his pants,"Now we move on to my favourite part."

A ragged scream is ripped from your throat as he immediately bottomed out inside of you. The situation doesn't get any better when he starts moving right after, barely giving you time to adjust to his size. His pace is fast and his thrusts are brutal, your body rocks back and forward with each slam of his hips. Your own hips feel bruised from the grip he has on them. The burn of his cock abusing your insides has tears streaming down your face and choked out sobs and moans leaving your mouth. A sadistic smile is plastered across his face, clearly enjoying your discomfort and pain,"You look so pretty with tears flowing down your face—hah—you feel so good, these virgin walls are squeezing me so tightly. Yes, cum of my cock, on your lord's cock and show me that only I can pleasure you like this."

Until that moment you didn't even realize you were getting closer to orgasming but you did as he said and the knot in your stomach snapped as you released all over him with a cry. That didn't stop Scaramouche from continuing to fuck you though, his pace barely faltered and his thrusts were just as hard as before,"Please—ngh—stop...no—more..." "Shut up. Your master hasn't had his pleasure yet and you will take everything he gives you until he's satisfied."

He then proceeded to bury his teeth into your neck, biting down so hard the skin broke, causing blood to leak from the wound. You shiver as his tongue darts out to lick a long stripe up your neck, gathering the warm liquid on it in the process. The way his cock is pistoning in and out of you has you weakly clawing at the dirt beneath. You continue to helplessly moan as his breathing gets more ragged and heavy, he must be close. Said assumption proves to be right when you suddenly feel a burst of hot liquid shoot straight into your pussy. Scaramouche finally stops and pulls out of your sore cunt, watching as the white substance leaks out of your abused hole, past your trembling thighs and onto the ground. A pleased look adorns his face,"Hehe, seems like I forgot to mention that I was about to cum, but that's alright, you couldn't anything about it anyway even if you knew."

You sat on the bed situated in the corner of the room, staring at the wall. Your eyes eventually landed on the chains binding your hands to the bed posts, restricting your movements. They were so short, you couldn't even walk a few inches away from the bed.

It had been months since Scaramouche kidnapped you from the cave you originally resided in after fucking your brains out. Since then he has kept you here, occasionally coming to 'check up' on his little pet which mostly consisted of him manhandling you till you were about to pass out. Everytime he came to you, you could see how he was gradually falling into madness. His words became more cruel, more unghinged, more obsessive.

It made you afraid of him and you were worried that someday he might snap and do something unthinkable.

Your gaze shifted to the mirror on the dresser right across from you. A collar was tightly looped around your neck with the name 'Scaramouche' in bold letters. Your hand came up and you tugged it slightly. It didn't budge. Tears filled your eyes at the humiliating memories it brought back. When he first showed it to you, you absolutely refused to wear it and after a lot of resistance from you he was able to secure it, he also fastened it so tightly it choked you at first. And he never bothered to loosen it. Sometimes, on the days when he was feeling it, he would attach a leash to the collar and use it to suffocate you if you were being to bratty.

Your eyes went lower to observe your attire. You'd been forbidden to wear anything besides a town that barely covered your thighs. That is, unless Scaramouche demanded otherwise. The material was so thin and you weren't even allowed to wear anything under it. For easy access, he said.

You've gotten over your dizzy, hallucinating state a long time ago and since you're usually locked up in the room, it's given you a lot of time to think. What has happened to your family? Have they noticed your disappearance? Are they looking for you? Did Scaramouche kill them? But he has no reason to do such a thing, but then again, you wouldn't put it past him to kill innocent people.

You flinch as the door opens. He's back already?

Your eyes widen in fear and you can't help but back up little by little when he approaches you. Soon you're pressed against the headboard and he gets on the bed and crawls over you. You stare into his dull eyes with your frightened ones. You can't see anything but obsession, lust and insanity in them.

"How's my little servant doing? Have you been enjoying your time here? You better have been. Why do you look so afraid? Hehe, you thought I wouldn't notice? You can't hide anything from your god you know." His cold hand rested on your cheek, slowly going down to trace the letters engraved on the collar you were forced to wear. A maniacal smile stretched across his face as he looked at it, pupils dilating with lust. Suddenly he hooked his fingers under it and gave it a sharp tug, briefly laughing when you gasped and instinctively grabbed his arm, as he pulled you forward.

Now he was so close that you could feel his hot breath against your lips. Without warning he kissed you with so much force your head hit the wooden headboard of the bed. This caused your mouth to slightly part in surprise and Scaramouche's tongue was practically down your throat instantly.

His knee made it's way between your legs, pressing up against your bare pussy and rubbing against it. You felt him smile against your mouth as your thighs squeezed his own in a futile attempt to conceal your now aroused state.

When he finally broke the kiss, you gratefully inhaled the much needed oxygen as your face burned with humiliation. You hated being in such a vulnerable state, you hated being so easy to take advantage of. But there was nothing you could do about the way the Harbinger's hands snuck under your gown to roughly grope your chest. No matter what you did or wanted to do, you could only moan in guilty pleasure.

Soon enough, you found yourself in a familiar but unwelcomed position: face pressed into the pillow with your 'lord's' dick thrusting in and out in an attempt to get off. Your hands held onto the sheets for dear life as you came for the 3rd time. Tears rolled down your face and drool stained the pillow as Scaramouche laughed cruelly at your fucked out appearance,"Need a break? Too bad, you won't get one."

You could only mumble inaudible phrases in between gasps and moans in response,"Ngh—please master—hngh—please cum in me—!" "What's that? You want me to fill this slutty hole of yours with my cum? That's right, fill up you like the cumdump you are?" He smirked as you only panted small, breathy 'yes'' to his degrading words. Moments later he finally reached his high and shot his load into your tight pussy.

Scaramouche didn't bother to pull out and instead pressed his chest against your back and whispered into your ear, possessiveness evident in his tone,"No one else can or ever will make you feel like this, only I can bring you this kind of pleasure. You're mine, mine to fuck how I want, mine to do with whatever I please. Right, my little servant?" You nodded dumbly to his statements, mind too mushy to think straight.

You really were just a cumdump for him.

#badly written ending as always #also new anon yayy #smut #x reader smut #genshin smut #genshin impact smut #genshin impact x reader smut #yandere #yandere genshin impact #yandere x reader #yandere x reader smut #yandere smut #yandere scaramouche x reader smut #yandere scaramouche #scaramouche x reader smut #scaramouche smut #yandere genshin x reader #✧･ﾟ:* meena's memos! ✧･ﾟ:*

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donutsupremacy · 1 year

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The rebirth of our Love

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Warnings

Rejection (But for like a brief second lol)

Second chances

Protective Kuni

Pallad

Reader is a bit of a bully

Kuni is also a bully

I refer to him as Kunikuzushi here

Angst to fluff because I liek comfort fics

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"No." You blurted out the second he finished his sentence.

It took him a moment to register what your response was. And once it hit him, you saw his whole world crumble down in his eyes. "Wh-What?"

"Scara, i'm sorry... I-I want to believe you'd become a better person, but after everything I went through..." You trailed off, the more you stared at his pleasing face, the more the guilt inside of you began building up. It hurts so bad denying his love when you've been craving it for years.

"I will! I promise I will, I genuinely missed you, [Name]... Please come back to me..." He spoke softly, just like he used to whenever you felt awful about something. He would hold you, carress the back of your head and whispering praises softly in your ears with the same tone.

Oh, how you'd wish you could crash into his arms again for that bittersweet nostalgia.

"...I'm not sure if i'm ready to take you back, yet." You blurted out, mentally preparing yourself for his outburst, whether it'd be more pleading or his frustra—

"I understand." You let out an audible 'Huh?', the male held a guilt-ridden expression, a genuine one. "...I understand. I mean... It's my fault this whole thing happened in the first place. I really fucked up big time, huh?" He chuckled dryly, voice hoarse as he kept his own tears in.

He reached for your hand again, slowly but without much of a thought, until you quickly leaned away from his touch. He opened his mouth to say something, but suddenly looked away with his hand out, like an owner asking their puppy for their paw.

You blinked, you haven't seen your ex this nice and gentle towards you in... well, years. Despite feeling reluctant to even feel his touch, you can't deny you see this opportunity as a way to satiate your long awaited desire.

You took his hand into yours, his eyes widening in surprise but held in the urge to break his composure, even he wanted to just pull you in for a romantic hug. "...I know I can't just earn your trust back in a day after what I did to you, I should've been more reasonable instead of showing up to your house and beg you to come back."

He chuckled awkwardly, but stopped when you didn't react. "A-Ahem... So, what i'm trying to say is; will you give me— us some time together to work things out? I don't care if it takes months, years or even decades, as long as I can prove that i've changed for you and earn your love again, the time will be worth the wait."

Such a soft smile that you dearly missed, your heart skipping a beat. You felt somewhat nostalgic at this moment, reminded of when the two of you professed your love towards eachother.

You stared at your hands, fingers intertwined with his, and you're not sure how long you could go on without him now that you've seen he's here to fix everything to the best of his abilities. He doesn't even care how long it would take, so long as he could earn your love and trust once again.

"...You really think you could fix it all, huh?" You asked softly, rubbing your thumb over his skin.

He gulped, now his determination was starting to falter a little at your wording and unaware of the soft smile on your face. "I-I promise i'll do everything it takes."

"...Then I hope your ready to fix a lot of things." You chuckled softly, it was music to his ears, and it's been so long since he last heard it too.

His jaw dropped, gawking at your acceptance. "I don't know how long it'll take for me to actually accept you again, but... I have a feeling that I eventually will one day." You gave him a smile, the same bright smile that could lit up a whole world. His world.

He continued to stare at you in shock, prompting you to laugh again before gently holding his cheeks in your hands that made him melt instantly. You plant a soft kiss on his head, withdrawing to stifle your laughter at his dumbfounded face.

"Take that as a motivation... If you want more, you'll have to start soon." You teased, even after all these years, you still had that naturally playful and caring attitude towards him at all. You turned around to return to your home, but stopped at the door frame as you wondered if you should say something that you've been wanting to say for so long.

"I missed you, kuni."

Behind you was a flustered Kunikuzushi, whose jaw was left agape. But his lips slowly formed a gleeful smile, a hand reaching up to touch the area you kissed.

His heart skipped a beat, he hadn't felt this genuinely happy in ages. It was like falling in love with you all over again.

"Are you just going to stand there or are you gonna come in? You'll catch a cold from the rain you idiot."

"The collar is suffocating me." The male sitting across from you groaned in annoyance, using a finger to adjust the collar of his purple undershirt as best as he could.

You took a bite out of your meal, briefly glancing at the newlyweds nearby before facing your ex. "Are you trying to strip or something?" You joked, earning an amused, yet, annoyed glare from him.

He clicked his tongue, eventually giving up and leaning back on the chair. "I don't want to choke myself to death, alright? Ugh, whatever... Anyways, do you... want a glass of [favorite soda]?" He asked, shyly averting his gaze at the end of his sentence.

You smiled sweetly at him, he still knows your favorite soda. "Yeah, thank you, Kuni."

He quickly hurried off, the corner of his lips trembling upwards. You continued eating, propping your elbow on the table and resting your cheek on the palm of your hand, watching your ex from your seat. If your mouth wasn't full of food already, you would've let out a dreamy sigh that you've been hiding from the male.

He looked absolutely gorgeous the moment you saw him in that tuxedo of his.

"[Name]! Great to see you here!" You flinched for a second, immediately recognizing that familiar voice.

"Hey, Pallad." You greeted politely, but your smile dropped instantly the moment he took your ex's seat without asking. You opened your mouth, trying to tell him the seat was taken, but it was near impossible when he began to ramble.

"I haven't seen you since highschool! Gosh, you've grown so much... You look great!" He praised. "How have you been? I'm... uh, sorry about before. Y'know, for asking you out when you were already taken by someone, haha..."

You laughed along, leaning to the side, but you couldn't see a glimpse of that familiar purple hair anywhere before Pallad had leaned back into your line of sight. "I know this might be a little abrupt, but, uh... a-are you still dating them? I don't usually follow rumours but someone told me you were single."

You notice the faint blush on his cheeks, it was clear at this point. He didn't even need to ask you out, you already knew that he wanted to.

Honestly, you feel really bad for him. It's unfortunate that you've already had your heart reserved for your ex, waiting for the perfect time to finally accept him. "Pallad, it's... techni—"

"It's called a rumour for a reason."

Pallad turned around and jumped out of the chair, backing away from the indigo haired male. Your ex squinted his eyes at the trembling male, arms crossed as his shadow loomed over Pallad.

You remembered your ex used to be quite a jerk back in highschool, sure you were his friend back then, but you weren't enough to stop him from picking on the more weaker students back then.

Pallad just so happened to be one of the students he'd pick on, quite relentlessly too. It's unfortunate that the young man was head over heels for you despite knowing his tormentor was already in a relationship with you.

This was a terrible time to ask you out on a date, and it's unfortunate he didn't realize it sooner.

"...Ahaha, Kuni, don't do something stupid." You deadpanned, but the male only hummed in acknowledgement.

"Sure. But why don't we let your little friend continue? Now..." He leaned closer, you could see the dangerous glint in his indigo eyes that reflected Pallad's fearful ones. "Mind telling me about this rumour?"

Somehow, this scene looked nostalgic to you. You remembered watching your best friend bully Pallad, you couldn't bear to see that desperate pleading look in his eyes, begging you for help.

You weren't a bad kid, neither were you some goody two shoes, some might say you're the perfect example of a somewhat morally balanced person. To which, you'd reply saying that would be utter bullshit and that you just didn't care about the weaker students.

Much to your hesitance, you would always lazily ask your best friend to hurry up, making up an excuse that you wanted to leave. It would mostly work, after shoving Pallad down to the ground, he'd leave with you while whining about your lie.

Maybe that's how Pallad managed to fall for you, perhaps it was a mistake to help him all the time.

"N-No rumours here, sir! I-I don't know any rumour!" He sheepishly grinned, but your ex didn't bother backing off just yet. Instead, he took another step foward and leaned closer to the trembling male.

"You literally said you heard a rumour about me and my partner." He stated, you caught the faint blush appearing on his cheeks. Despite trying to act intimidating, you would've cooed at how cute he looked when he blushed.

Pallad opened his mouth to retort, but his words remained lodged in his throat. "...Ah, well, m-maybe I misheard things?" He chuckled awkwardly, fiddling with the hem of his vest.

"Misheard, huh? Why don't I fix those ears of yours by ripping them off?" That immediately sent the male running away without another word, his tail tucked in between his legs.

Somehow, this incident didn't gather attention at all, as everyone was still preoccupied chatting and enjoying the wedding. The two of you locked eyes, staring eachother blankly in silence.

"...Pfft~" You bursted into laughter, trying to stay as quiet as you could to not disturb the wedding, but it was hard when you were reminded of old memories, causing Kunikuzushi to join you. "Ahaha~ neither of you changed at all!"

"Someone's gotta keep that dumbass in check, remind him to know who the real boss in school was and still is." Kuni said coolly as he reclaimed his seat, sliding a can of soda towards you.

You snorted, opening the can with a click as the bubbles fizzled out at the surface. "Some boss you were. I had to bust your ass out of trouble every single day back then for picking on those juniors."

"And I would still end up in detention anyways, you were a horrible liar! And you still are!" He teased, holding the soda can towards you for a little toast. You chuckled, clashing your soda can with his before the both of you downed your drinks.

In the midst of the wedding, the two of you continued to reminisce the highschool memories both of you shared, digging up embarrassing pasts and cracking jokes about eachother's old habits.

It was nostalgic, just like the days where the two of you would skip classes, hanging out behind the school and drinking your favorite soda without a single care in the world.

"Haha... I missed you, Kuni, you know that?" You asked weakly, staring at the soda can in your hands. The male's laughter ceased, noticing the bittersweet smile on your face and your glossy eyes that held back tears.

"...I missed you too." He spoke softly, loud enough for you to hear over the music.

You looked up to see that familiar look in his eyes, that same look he had when he first came to you after school, to tell you how much he adored you. How much he loved you.

You swallowed a lump and got up from your seat, taking his hand into yours. "C'mon, let's go somewhere else." You pleaded quietly, tugging him up from his seat and bringing him to the outdoors garden.

The sun was starting to set, hiding beneath a sea of clouds, the sky splashed with gorgeous colours of orange and yellow. "I-Is there something wrong?" The male asked anxiously, you turned around to soak in how pretty he looked, his figure framed by the golden light coming from the sun.

"...Do you remember when we first started dating?" You asked, turning around to face him with a smile that made his knees weak.

"Yeah, I do... I'm surprised you still agreed to be my partner." He chuckled as you approached him.

"We've been partners in crime for as long as I could remember, of course i'd agree to date you." You scoffed, gently punching his forearm. "...But you didn't regret ever dating me, right?"

Kunikuzushi's eyes widened, taken aback by your words. "No! I didn't regret a single second of it!" He blurted out, before coughing into his fist, regaining his composure. "...I really never regretted loving you, [Name]. I absolutely loved being with you."

Your ex began to ramble, going on and on about all the things he adored about you, it was like he had a whole list specifically about you. You were flattered, but you were more amused at how panic-stricken he looked, as if he was assuming you weren't going to accept his feelings.

So you decided to let him continue talking endlessly, unaware of you just watching him with a little grin. But of course, you had to tell him your final decision at some point.

You bit the inside of your cheek, a little hesitant of what you're about to do. You slowly wrapped your arms around his torso, pulling him into a hug. His rambling stopped abruptly, hands hovering over your frame as it took him a while to register what you were doing.

After what felt like a whole decade, the male finally wrapped his arms around you, pulling you closer to him. "You little shit... you just wanted me to talk about you."

"But I thought you liked me." You teased, burying your flushed face into his chest.

"Of course I do, I love everything about you. Shit, if you want me to, I could spend my whole life talking all about you." Kunikuzushi said, stroking the back of your head gently.

You wished time could freeze at this very moment, just you and him, with no interruptions. "So sappy~" You hummed, but it's not like you minded. "...But you still truly love me, huh?"

"Always have." He whispered against the shell of your ear, a shiver running down your spine at his genuine tone.

"...I love you too." You whispered back, cradling his shocked face in your hands.

"...What?" He asked breathlessly, his eyes trembling while staring into yours intently, you felt his grip on your waist tightened ever so slightly.

"I love you." You repeated, unable to stifle your giggle.

"Say it again."

"Kuni..."

"Please?"

"I love you~" You plant your lips onto his, the both of you melting into the long awaited kiss in an instant. It's been so long since you both felt eachother's lips, they felt foreign to you, but like an intoxicating drug that you haven't had for years.

Suffice to say; neither of you wanted this kiss to never end.

Even if you wanted to continue this intimate moment, you pulled away first as you felt air draining from your lungs, already missing his soft lips.

"Y-You love me? You really do?" Kuni asked, you couldn't help but chuckle at the hopeful sparkle in his eyes.

"Yes, I do— woah!" He lifted you up in the air by the waist, twirling you around while laughing joyfully. "Kuni! Put me down!" You cried as your hair flowed in the wind, but began laughing along at how adorable he looked.

"You love me! You still love me!" He cried out happily before bringing you to his chest again, hugging you tighter than ever.

"Of course I do, you big doof." You teased, burying your blushing face into the crook of his neck.

The two of you embraced eachother as the sun bid you farewell, disappearing from the sky after witnessing one last kiss between you and your beloved boyfriend whom you've fallen in love once more.

And this time, your love story has rebirthed, with the same firey passion it once lost, now fueled by the love you've reignited for him.

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A/N: If i'm gonna be honest, I had no motivation to finish this. It was gonna end at the part where he entered your home to shelter from the rain, but I thought it was too short so I decided to utilize the wedding part I mentioned in the first part. AND THEN I FELT UNMOTIVATED TO DO THE ENDING SO I JUST RUSHES THROUGH IT IN A DAY

I'm sorry if it made you disappointed, I half based this off a cheap korean drama I saw last week and decided 'Fuck it, i'm lazy' ;-;

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teyvatdreams · 3 years

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F, G, Q, X and C with kahuza, Zonghli and scarra (I think I spelt them right if I didn’t I’m sorry lol)

alphabet prompt 2k special

prompts can be found here

includes: F, G, Q, X, and C with kazuha, zhongli, and scaramouche

zhongli

f — fight (how would they react to getting into an argument with you?)

zhongli hates arguing with you, and is filled with regret and guilt whenever one happens. knowing that he’s what caused you to be upset hurts him so badly, he’s definitely the type of person to always be the first to apologize.

g — gentle (how gentle are they, emotionally and physically?)

being gentle both ways was a challenge for him — not necessarily hard, as he got the hang of it pretty well — because he had never been that way before. he never had to. but it doesn’t take long for his awkwardness to fade, and he’s as gentle as they come.

q — quirks (random quirks you’ve noticed about them since getting into a relationship with them)

whenever he reads a book, he absentmindedly moves his eyebrows up and down

x — xtra (random headcanon)

zhongli started carrying mora with him so he could spoil you whenever he took you in on dates. your eyes nearly popped out of your head when he pulled out a pouch of mora, offering to pay for the rather large meal you just shared with him. zhongli doesn’t know how to ask childe for more mora, in fear that the harbinger will start a ‘zhongli and (y/n) date fund.’ and god forbid hu tao find out about that…

c — cuddles (do they like to cuddle? how do they cuddle?

zhongli is… an interesting person to share a bed with. that man does not move an inch while he sleeps. he loves whenever you rest his head on your chest and he can put an arm around you, but good luck getting out of his grasp if you want to switch positions while he’s sleeping. he practically turns into a stone when he falls asleep.

kazuha

f — fight (how would they react to getting into an argument with you?)

kazuha hates it. of course, part of it is because he hates making you upset, but also because since you’re his traveling partner, he swears time goes by slower when you’re mad at him. so even if he thinks he’s right, he’ll apologize to you shortly after.

g — gentle (how gentle are they, emotionally and physically?)

kazuha is nothing but gentle. everything he does is. the way he speaks, the soft smiles he gives you when he sees you, the way he’ll gently hold you if he needs to patch you up, everything. escaping inazuma was one if the hardest things you’ve ever done and it changed your life entirely, and you have no idea where you’d be without kazuha’s soft words of encouragement.

q — quirks (random quirks you’ve noticed about them since getting into a relationship with them)

he needs to be fiddling with something at all times. you can’t count how many times you’ve seen him cracking his knuckles or creating whistles with leaves.

x — xtra (random headcanon)

kazuha sings a lot although he doesn’t consider himself very skillful at it. he doesn’t even realize he’s doing it sometimes until he realizes he’s been humming the same tune for so long.

c — cuddles (do they like to cuddle? how do they cuddle?

maybe it’s because it helps him feel better, but he enjoys holding you in his arms whenever he has the chance. he wants to protect you, keep you safe, and doing this helps him feel like he’s doing that even in a vulnerable moment like sleeping.

scaramouche

f — fight (how would they react to getting into an argument with you?)

you often fight with scara. they aren’t serious, usually just small fights about little things that get blown out of proportion because he loves to push your buttons. it’ll usually just result in you not talking to him until you get over it because you refuse to give him the satisfaction of apologizing, and he’ll never apologize first.

g — gentle (how gentle are they, emotionally and physically?)

gentle? what is that?

in all seriousness, scaramouche would never admit it but he does try to be less harsh. it’s a strange feeling for him — being a harbinger and being gentle don’t go hand in hand very often.

q — quirks (random quirks you’ve noticed about them since getting into a relationship with them)

he has a staring problem. you’ve caught him staring at you countless times, quickly looking away with a sour expression, mad that he had gotten caught yet again. the poor guy is just to shy to tell you he thinks you look nice.

x — xtra (random headcanon)

scaramouche tends to get tired pretty early, and one of the fondest memories you have with him is the time you went on a mission with him the lasted late into the night. once you were finished, you sat on a mountain with him where he fell asleep with his head on your shoulder.

c — cuddles (do they like to cuddle? how do they cuddle?

cuddling is one of scaramouche’s favorite things as it’s maybe the only thing he feels confident in doing with you. he finds it to be such an intimate and vulnerable thing. he enjoys holding you but can even settle for just laying next to you, face to face. your face being the first and last thing he sees each day is something he’ll never get enough of.

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komoreangel · 3 years

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𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐛𝐢𝐚

pairing: scaramouche x fem!reader

scenario: you met when you were both very young, and since the day he left you behind he still feels an undying fear for what sight would await him if he dared to return home.

or…

thantophobia - the fear of losing a loved one. but he had made it perfectly clear that you did not fall under that category when he left you and all of your promises behind.

request: okok my first idea was: scaramouche childhood friends to enemies to lovers. take with that what you will <3

a/n: hi anon ty so very much for the request we all know i love scara <33 but i did tweak it a bit basically its childhood friends to enemies to scara loves reader but reader isnt convinced (with a hint of 'ive always loved you' thrown in)

side note: this is a rewrite of an excerpt i wrote for a scara x oc, in which the oc was female (the same is said here but i will avoid using pronouns) and adopted into the kamisato clan as a princess (minor inazuma spoilers). the same situation is stated here. also i am 1000% willing to write more of this (includes my personal headcanons for scaramouche’s backstory, not canon!!)

growing up, you had always had poor health

your mother worried for you a lot when you were younger

she didn’t like to let you go outside much either

you spent most of your time in the palace walls while she worked, frequently being taken to see the royal physician

you would sit outside the door while your parents talked with the doctors about your “condition”

you weren’t even that sick

just weak for your age

that was when you first met him

he was training to be a soldier along his father

you were like a ghost in his eyes

sitting in the hall in the middle of the night

knees pushed to your chest, snoozing in the soft light of the moon

he was naturally a curious boy, so he kneeled in front of you and poked your shoulder

“hello?”

you startled awake

“wah-!” he fell back at your sudden movement

“who are you?” you asked

your voice was soft, and gentle, like a midnight breeze

“i’m [redacted].”

you remember what he told you, but some part of that memory had been erased from your mind…you wonder to this day what he could have said.

“my name is y/n.”

he thought it was a pretty name, although he wasn’t going to say anything

the two of you sat in the moonlight, talking quietly amongst yourselves

“why are you sitting outside the physician’s office?” he asked you

“my mama says i’m sick, and that going outside will make it worse.”

“oh. are you going to get better soon?”

you smile at him, a gesture that makes his chest tighten, although he can’t fathom why.

“yeah! she says that if we can afford to get some medicine from liyue, i’ll be all better! then i can start making friends!”

he slightly smiles

“can i be your friend, [redacted]?”

you had even said the name yourself once. why couldn’t you remember it?

his expression shifts to a slightly surprised look

“you…want to be my friend?”

he was quiet even then, and his silent expression would grow to an angry one over time

“yeah! you’re interesting, and you’re one of the few people who bothers to talk to me.”

he doesn’t speak for a while.

“you can say no if you want to.” you say to him.

“okay. i’ll be your friend.”

it’s a short response, but the bright grin that lights up your face makes it worth the wait

“yay! i can’t wait till i’m better so we can hang out more!”

you two talked in that hallway a lot

meeting after dark, talking about anything in the world

when you were about six, the worst of your illness hit you

the doctors didn’t even know what was wrong, and there were nights when he would sit outside the physician’s office alone at night, hoping, praying that the sun would shine on a world that still had you in it

you would collapse from exhaustion at the slightest overexertion

his father always told him he had to be careful with you, not only were you shorter than him, but you were also very fragile

those hours spent sitting in the hallway alone, he got to do a lot of thinking

he wanted to help you, but he didn’t know how

then, there was a sudden burst of hope

you were going to liyue with your parents

you would get the help you needed

he was happy for you, even if it meant you would have to spend time away from him

and then there was the terrible news

the ship had gone missing

you had too

he couldn’t sleep for days on end

his father was worried too

when he saw you again, you found yourself shuddering on the shores of inazuma

he wrapped his arms around you as tight as he could, as if his strength alone could undo everything that had happened

it was one of the few times he showed affection in public

he rushed you to the healer again

and this time there was no hoping

there was no praying

there was just the pit in his stomach, the fear that coursed through his veins and fueled his blood

every second felt like a decade, it was a moment in which you weren’t perfectly healthy and safe

the townspeople began to spread rumors, as people do

the guard’s son who was lovesick with worry for the sickly orphan girl

what a pity, no?

he wanted to shut them up. he wished he had the power to shut them up.

when even his father had to drag him away from the pharmacy, he didn’t talk to anyone for a very long time.

this was around the time he grew sour and snappy

his simply quiet demeanor developed into a scowl that constantly graced his face

he only smiled the day you were released from the physicians.

you weren’t fully healed. but you felt better than you ever had in your life.

his father took you in without a second thought, and he was just happy to have you with him.

“i’m better, scara.” you said to him, a happy smile on your face

“i was wondering when you’d hurry up and get well.”

you were a bit troubled by his attitude, but no less, you were happy to see your friend again.

it went like that for a long time.

he was rude, but you didn’t care because you knew what he was like underneath.

some nights he would sneak into your room and talk to you.

he told you he was just bored and felt like annoying you.

but his real reason was to make sure you were still breathing.

he always worried about you

so the day you received your vision, he felt a lot of relief

surely this meant that you could protect yourself. you were safe.

then the worst of all things happened.

his fathers death.

the day he felt like his world was ripped from underneath his feet.

almost immediately, the electro archon, baal, herself, intervened, and declared that you were to be adopted into the kamisato clan.

why you? why couldn’t he keep you with him? he was old enough to be able to take care of both of you

baal didn’t like his questioning. she said she knew what was best for you.

it was strange. because in the days he spent with you after, although not many, you didn’t seem sick at all.

for the first time, you seemed perfectly healthy.

he was glad for that…but he wasn’t happy. you could see that easily.

you knew this wasn’t the right thing for him

he stuck around for a year. you suppose you’re lucky he even stayed that long. you were pretty much his only reason.

sure he found friends in ayaka and kazuha…but he was unhappy.

he knew there was no point in staying, so he thought it was time he took his leave.

he approached you one day, as the sun began to set

you were worried for him, as he had been very angry towards baal and the emperor lately.

“scara, is there something you want to talk about?”

you watch as he stands before you

he blurts out, “run away with me.”

you’re taken aback almost immediately.

“what?”

he repeats his statement

“i’m going to flee from inazuma. come with me.”

“scara..”

his expression, as it does often these days, turns stern and serious.

“i’m not going to ask you again. come with me, y/n.”

you’re tired of him ordering you around.

“you know i can’t. i have duties here. i can’t just betray my country for you.”

“you know baal wants me gone. she’s going to kill me if i stay. she might do the same to you.”

you scoff at his words. “she won’t harm me or you. you’re being dramatic.”

he spits out his next words, laced with venom. “baal killed my father. i hate her and so should you.”

“scara.”

“it’s like you’ve completely forgotten about him just because you’re royalty now.”

“scara.”

“don’t call me scara. come with me if you ever cared at all.”

“scaramouche!”

he goes quiet

“don’t go. please.”

he frowns

“you know i can’t do that.”

you want to try and make him stay

but he won’t. you know nothing you say will convince him. he won’t let himself be convinced by you, even if that’s what he truly wants.

you inhale

“get out of here.”

“what?”

“go. leave. and take this with you.”

you throw the necklace you were wearing at him, and he catches it. baal had exiled him, it was true, but he couldn’t expect you to throw everything away for him.

“wait, what are you-“

as the two of you stare each other down, you hear ayaka’s voice coming from the courtyard, calling for you.

she has a guard with her, as the emperor assigns every royal family member. you managed to ditch yours early on.

“the guard is gonna get you if you stay, scara. get out of here, now.”

he scoffs

“whatever. i can’t believe i thought you were worth risking my life.”

he pockets the necklace and steps over the wall, and he’s gone.

nine years of friendship and he threw you away like you were nothing

in truth, the minute he was out of sight, he threw down his bag in anger

he turned around and you weren’t there anymore

you gave up on him

so if he hated you, you deserved it

it might be worth a hefty price anyway.

at least that’s what he told himself

(he never stopped missing you. almost as soon as he joined the fatui, he requested an audience with the tsaritsa to ask her how you were doing.)

“a simple agent, asking that much of me? and for a girl? that’s very bold of you.”

upon hearing it was about you, the cryo archon grew very interested. of course she remembered you.

the sickly orphan she gifted a vision to at a very young age.

she told him you were well

what she didn’t tell him was about baal going berserk and massacring thousands of her people.

upon receiving the news, he felt that chill upon him once again

the fear that fell onto his shoulders, weighing him down, too scared to ask for more information. he didn’t want to be told you were gone.

“the royal family was not harmed.”

he felt his muscles relax as he calmed down.

he quickly reassumed an upright stance.

he was the sixth harbinger. he has no weaknesses. he cares for nothing and no one.

but beneath his mask, the fire of his love for you burned brighter than the flame of any pyro vision.

a/n: ok so i really enjoyed this….scara banner when. i did tweak it a bit but i have other things written for this scenario in which scara returns to inazuma and reader is (deservingly) PISSED with him :) lmk if you want me to post those !

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ranhaitanisgf · 3 years

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;; 𝖘𝖈𝖆𝖗𝖆𝖒𝖔𝖚𝖈𝖍𝖊

otherwise read as: scaramouche is stupidly soft for you

❧ masterlist

As it would seem, being acquainted with Harbingers from the Fatui always brought about interesting events, and more times than naught, these events would come about to ruin whatever plans you had for the rest of the day, not that you exactly minded most of the time.

"What a bold subordinate you are, I wonder what exactly your intentions are..." You pondered thoughtfully.

"Just shut up and be quiet, your constant mumbling is givin' me a damn headache!" Typical Fatui Skirmishers, and especially typical of those gifted Cryo suits by the Tsaritsa. They all looked and acted exactly the same; you found it quite interesting how they seemed all be so similar.

"Oh~? And eating an entire Sweet Madame in two bites doesn't give a headache or at least a stomachache?" You answered back. (If you guys don't know one of the Cryo skirmishers idle's is literally eating like an entire sweet madame or something like pls sir what are you doing-)

He grumbled something under his breath and tightened the rope around your arms and neck, trying to constrict your breath.

"Wow, kinky~ I didn't know the Fatui were like- oh fuck..." A sharp pain to the side of your head promptly shut you up, and you clenched your eye as blood started to drip down from where the Skirmisher had hit you with his heavy armor.

"God, your mouth almost makes this not worth it, your stupid friend better show up so I can become a Harbinger already!" You rolled your eyes at his words, instead quite pissed off now that you had a pounding headache.

"And your stupidity almost makes up for the headache you've given me. You're not the sharpest tool in the shed, are you?" Before he could respond, you froze the rope on your hands and easily broke it off, along with the rope around your neck. In a flash, the Skirmisher was pinned on the ground, your foot on his neck.

"One would think that you would research somebody and study them before kidnapping them, wouldn't you think? Research is one of the most important things when studying a target, but you wouldn't know anything about that." The terrified look on his face made you think twice; while you did enjoy researching and studying people, this man would serve no use to you, although it would be a little enjoyable to scare him.

A deadly aura suddenly surrounded you, malice in your eyes as you stared at him.

"̸̡̹̻͉͕̈́͂̆ͅĮ̷̠̺̥̠͎̦̭̿̉́̄l̴͓̮̲͈͔̻̜͉̙̠̋͘͠l̶̛͍͙̍͗̍̿̏̒͋̑̕ ̴̈́̋̓̅̋͊l̶̥̳͓͔̣̪͆͆͌̚ë̷͒̽̍̍̃͝t̶͈͇̫̘̮̀̽̎ ̷̙̺̺͎̮̳͉̅̅ͅy̶̢̧̹͓̺̬̹͔̤̽̉̋̊͗ͅo̷̧̭̞͑̈́u̴͈̜̻̯̦̓͆̈͗̉̏̈́̂̊̚ ̵̝̟͕̬̟̍̎̚ǵ̶̫͚̮̣̭̥̣̯̎͆̎̀ô̵͓͎̓͊̈́̈́͗̽͘͝ ̶̛͚̼̤̲̙̑͑̔̀͑t̵̙̦̻̔̽ḩ̸̪̟̽̑̋͝i̵͖̗̠̭̓̃̃̇̐s̷̨̮̞͓͕̦̭͓̘̓̏̉͑̈́̚ ̵̧̛̤̮̭̫͖̹͖̖̗̃̓̓̉̅̏̌̕͝ẗ̷̡͈̜̯̗͙̘͕̐̈́͗̑̔̀̾̀̄ͅḯ̵̱̝̰̽ͅm̷̢̮͉͔̞͖͕̦̅́̃͐͘ẽ̴̼̣̄̓̔͒͑̾͜,̴͈̲͎͍̹̏̇̀̀̔͌̍́͑͝ ̶̨̛͔̞̳̞̝̞̈́͗́͗̄ͅb̷̼̤͍̖͎̗̭̎́û̴̦͚̹̞͎̜̰̿̅͌t̸̼̪̍̀͆͌̿̏̇̀̚ ̶̡̨͚͙̞͓̯̞̰̌̾̏́͐͑̓͛̄̕n̴̡͖͎̐̈́e̸̖̹̯͂x̴͈̀̄̊̓̽̉̆̚͘t̶̝̺̠̺̲̗̽̃͂̅̉͑̆͘ ̶̥̮̝̿͘͜ͅt̷̤̯͎͚̍i̵̩̬͇̱͓̫̇̽̃́͐͂͊́͜͜͝ͅm̷̩͕̦͒ę̸̧̡̺̤̥̯̗͈͌͆͝ ̷̧̼̜͈̭̂̏̋ý̷̨͎̪͙͚̫̘̳̳͌̃͌̾͝ͅȏ̴̫̟͍́͐̉͘͝u̴̡͔̳̿͋ͅ ̵͔̥̮̤͗̾ͅm̵̪̟̳̞̯̭͖̿͗̀́ę̷̢̛͇̫͈̦́̇̌̕s̷̨̬̘͈͓͓̫̺͔̀͗̽̍̕s̷͓̤̦̮̗͊̚ ̷̢̡͇͓̙̞̪̟͗̌̃̌̍̅̓̐͑͠w̶̡͈͚̺̩̘̬̲̼̙̐͛͋̚i̷̫͐̉͋̿̐̈͒͐̉̚ẗ̴͓͛̔̓̌̽̀̓͆͝h̸̢̡͍̝͈͉̝͂̈́̍ ̵̰̲̰̞͕͚̿̊͌͗͐͑̿̓̕̚m̸̛̺͔͕̣̰͐̈́̄̑̚ͅë̴͇̀̍͝͝͠ ̶̺͚̹̳̈̃̑̑͑͐́̆͘ͅi̸̫̤̤͓͖̹͐̇̿̾̆̅͛̔̕͝ͅš̷̺̠̟̭̹͋̚ ̵̣̊̀͐͊t̷̛̬͚͊̿͆́̑͆̒̚h̷͍͎̜̖̗̫̉̓̈́̈͐͊̈̔͘ͅe̸̠̔͆̇͌̐̾̿͊̓͝ ̶̛̪̣̠̬̹͈̉͌̆͝͝ͅl̸̖͉̩͉̤̰̞̗̋̀̏̊̑̄a̴̛͍̫̎͂̊̈́̒͗̇͠s̵̛̛̜͉̰̼̼̦̙̈́̑̍͌͐͝ͅţ̸͙̩́̍̑̾̍͋͊͘͝ ̶̡͕̯̙̬͗̈͛̔̕͝t̴̬͍͚̦͍͈͇͇̂̆̓̕i̸͍̥̫̝͔̘̅̿̉͜m̴̥͕̗̗̼͔͇̒́͒̃ĕ̷̘͛̚͝.̶̢̖̩͚͍̈́̆̔̍̾̕͝ ̵͙͓̣̝̔̌̏͘̕L̴̡̛̹̼̜̰̝͚̳͛̿͊̆̈̈́͜ë̶̪̋̉́̋̓̄̆͜͝a̵̟̙̎́̍̃̓̋͐̃̈́͠v̸̡̬̻̪̺͂̄̊̏͛͒̕͝͝ę̶̟̈́̽̃̈́̈́̂̾̄͝.̶̧̧̜̦̻͖̯̫̈́̿̐͒͊̇̐͋͗͜"̴̺̳͓̱̞̅̔͒͆̀̐̃

("I'll let you go this time, but next time you mess with me is the last time. Leave.")

A strangled scream left the man's throat as you lifted your foot off of him. He immediately started running as fast he could, and you watched until he had run off into the distance.

Sighing, you wiped off some of the blood on your head with your sleeve, wincing from the pounding that was a lot more prominent now.

"Goodness gracious, I'm so fuckin tired...haven't slept in six goddamn days, 'Can you do my commission for me?' 'Can you do this for me?' Holy fuck..." You walked over to a nearby tree and slumped against it, fatigue taking over your body. The sky was a nice blue, so at least there wasn't going to rain anytime soon.

"Blegh...still have to go meet up with Childe...go all the way to Liyue..."

"Didn't think I would find you in the middle of this dump of a camp."

"Huh? Oh..." As you looked up, you saw Scaramouche looking around the camp with a disgusted look on his face, before rolling his eyes and looking back at you.

"Is that really all you have to say to me?"

"Yes."

"..."

"Wait, why are you here? Thought you were supposed to be doing the fandango somewhe-"

"Do not finish that sentence." You looked up at Scaramouche, who had an extremely irritated face.

"Meh, you deserve it. After all, it was one of your subordinates who slowed down my day." Scaramouche scoffed at you, taking another glance at the now-abandoned Fatui camp.

You closed your eyes, determined to get some sleep before your meetup with Childe.

"What happened here? I thought my subordinates were cleaner than this,"

"Say that to your Cryo guys who eat an entire Sweet Madame in one bite, and also like to randomly knock out people when they're doing important things." You huffed, getting up and stretching your arms over your head, wincing again from the pounding in your head.

"Anyways, I better get going now, I have to go all the way to Liyue and meet up with Childe and whatnot, and also-"

"What happened to your head?" You glanced at Scaramouche, whose eyebrows were furrowed as he locked his eyes onto the slight bleeding on your temple.

"Huh? Oh, just a thing that happened when I was here, no biggie." Scaramouche didn't say anything in return, but instead walked over and turned your head to the side so he could get a better look. Your heart skipped a beat as you felt his fingers on your chin; it felt like electro was triggered when his skin touched yours.

"Er, Scara-"

"Shut up." His hand gently moved your hair, trying to get a better look at the wound.

"Seriously, I need to-"

"Didn't I say to shut up?" You bit your lip, nervous about his next moves, yet also slightly excited. After a moment of looking at the wound, he took a small square of gauze and taped it to your temple.

The alcohol burned, making you wince a bit, but what was more interesting was Scaramouche's sudden behavior, but you were too tired to look into it further.

The feeling of his fingers slightly in your hair caused you to close your eyes for a brief moment from your fatigue, though you quickly opened them once you realized what you were doing.

"Are you tired?" You moved your head back to look at him, not realizing he was so close; close enough in fact that you were just under his hat, the brim bumping the crown of your head. His purple eyes pierced yours, telling you to answer the question. A slight flush filled your cheeks, but he didn't seem to be moving anytime soon.

"I guess so, I've been really busy for the past week, but I still need to get to Liyue by tonight because I'm meeting up with Childe and Zhongli for dinner to discuss some stuff about the Rite of Parting and the Qixing, and apart of the whole Qixing talk I bet the adepti will be brought up, as well as some research about starconches and cor lapis, oh and also- ah, nevermind, I'm rambling." You awkwardly smiled at him as he stared at you, his eyebrows slightly furrowed.

"You really are an idiot. I can tell you haven't slept for a couple of days, have you been doing other people's commissions, or perhaps it's more research? You're too nice sometimes." He stepped back, his hand pressing to his forehead in a frustrated manner before looking back at you with a slightly annoyed look on his face.

"You even let that scum go, even though he betrayed direct orders from me. Archons...you're so dumb," He sighed, looking at you with a softer look.

"Okay cool, is that all? I kind of need to leave now." You stared blankly at him, struggling to keep your eyes open, and barely managing to keep them half-open, although your other struggle was trying to get away so you could relax and not have your heart beating so quickly.

"(Y/N), you're so fatigued you can't even keep your eyes open, I can see it from here. Just- ugh, just stop doing so many things for other people at the cost of your own health."

"Mhm..." You leaned back against the tree, your eyes closed as you tried to listen to the rest of his words.

He suddenly stopped talking, which made you curious, but not curious enough to open your eyes; the relief from closing them felt amazing.

Yet all of a sudden, you felt a presence in front of you, and a hand behind your head, which suddenly pushed your head forward onto something warm.

"You're such an idiot." You felt a bright blush fill your cheeks, and your heart started beating extremely fast, though when you listened closely, you could hear another heart beating just as fast. His chin rested on the top of your head, holding you close to him as his other arm slid around your waist.

"Stop calling me an idiot."

"Whatever, just...sleep. You don't have to go and meet with Childe." You raised your head slightly to look at him, but he pushed your head back down into his chest, (possibly because he didn't want you to see him blushing 0///0)

"Why not?"

"I told him you couldn't make it,"

"Why?"

"It doesn't matter why,"

"Yes, it does-"

"Stop asking questions, I'm taking you back,"

"Back where?"

"Goth Grand Hotel,"

"Mm..." After a moment or two, Scaramouche pulled away, and you huffed from the sunlight that was now in your eyes.

"Scaramouche..." Before you knew it, his hands slid under your legs and under your back, and he was carrying you.

"Huh-!?"

"Shut up! Just sleep!" He scoffed, turning his head to the side. An idea popped into your head, and before you could really think it over...

"Scaramouche,"

"What." He slightly turned his head to look at you, a furious blush all over his face.

Your hand went behind his neck, just under where his hat started to cover the back of his head and pushed him towards you, but stopped right before your lips touched.

"Your turn~" You sleepily said, a lazy smile on your face. Without hesitating, Scaramouche pushed his lips onto yours, locking your lips in a firm kiss.

The electro between your lips was dazzling, and your heart was on overdrive at this point, although it sadly ended after a few moments when you pulled away.

You immediately passed out, your fatigue winning you over.

"What an idiot."

#scaramouche #scaramouche x reader #x reader #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact #readerinsert #reader #genshinimpactxreader #reader insert #scaramouchexreader #;; hana writes genshin

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i was honestly a little worried that the scaramouche fanfic would end in scaramouche finding out about the reader, and honestly im so happy that it ended well for them. it brought me some satisfaction to see plans going well, and im happy that's the direction you took it in!! they finally outsmarted him

i actually considered an ending where reader’s true intentions were found out hjtengkmr but the more i considered it... i wanted to write a story where darling was able to have a lil victory. i think she worked hard enough to deserve some respite. she went so far as to hug scaramouche... girl risked it all to get that letter out. the us postal service could never.

anon 2 said: the scaramouche content 😍 i am living for it!!!!!

ME TOO <333 i’m glad that you’ve been enjoying it ❤️

anon 3 said: Childe is really out here questioning his place as your Genshin fav with all this Scara content 👀

OH NO don’t tell him guys 😭 now that you mention it… i’ve almost written as much content for scaramouche as i have childe? i think they’re both just my favorite yanderes to write for. there’s so much potential and i get lots of ideas for them both. scaramouche is the first more sadistic yandere i’ve written a lot for, so it’s almost new territory.

anon 4 said: hhhhhnnnhhh!! I love it!! More rebellious darling please!! AGGGGHH!!

rebellious darling’s who are sly and underhanded are my favorite!! it adds so much tension… basically anytime a darling is able to play the yandere, no matter how small, i’m staring at my screen cheering them on. it’s fun stuff. i’m happy you know you feel the same!!

anon 5 said: I've never hit read more so fast, I love how you write scaramouche! 💜

THANK YOU VERY MUCH!!! ❤️ i want to continue getting better at writing him!! i had some difficulty at the beginning of reader and scara’s conversation... since reader wasn’t having an attitude with him for once hrtjgekrl it’s almost like he doesn’t know what to do then so i don’t know what to write either. i was happy to get into more spicy territory.

hey um your new story was hot🥵 let’s kiss😘😏

omg thank you 🥺 i’ll blow a kiss in your general direction anon!!! 💖💖

#sweet asks #answered #Anonymous

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diaxfeliz · 3 years

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𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐦 𝐢 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 | 𝟏.𝟓𝐤

A Genshin Impact Fanfic

➵ Character/s: Childe

➵ OC/s: Captain Pix

➵ Warning/s: blood

A/N: I saw a vampire Childe thing in the genshin impact x reader tag and I was like, oh ??? and decided to write something at 2 in the morning.

•

It was all a distraction to neutralize their biggest threat.

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Rumors had been going around of ‘something bad’ happening in Snezhnaya, but no actual details were tied to the rumors. Pix was assigned to figure out what that ‘something bad’ was, but came up empty-handed to their supervisors.

“Lady Viera was a seer, was she not?” Scaramouche’s voice tore through the thick silence of the room. “Would it be possible Pix would be able to see into the future as well?”

Viera, Pix’s mother, was a seer who could see the future. Knowing this, the Harbingers has always assumed Pix would possess the same abilities while Pix themself did not.

“I’m not so sure about that, Scara.” Pix said as defiantly as they could while still being polite. “If I were capable of seeing into the future, I would’ve known so a long time ago.”

“It doesn’t hurt to try though.”

Pix sighed. Whenever Scaramouche would suggest something once, you could dismiss it, the moment he insists, there’s no changing his mind anymore. Acting as a friend and subordinate, Pix agreed to entertain Scaramouche’s idea.

Accompanied by Pulcinella and Scaramouche, they went to Pix’s mother’s old lab where sat dusty glass vials and scattered prototype recipe’s for a variety of unknown potions. Pix sighed mournfully at the sight of the lab they grew up in, but they didn’t have time to be reminiscing of the good old days.

At the corner of the room, there was a cylindrical glass chamber with two glowing crystal orbs inside. Pix stepped into the chamber, and with Pulcinella’s help, the chamber came to life. The floor inside glowed bright and the dull orbs blinked steadily, prompting Pix to touch them. Pix settled their hands around the orbs which stopped their blinking. They took a deep breath and looked past the glass to Scaramouche and Pulcinella.

“What will I do if I see something?” they asked, worry in their voice.

“Let us know right away. We’ll be right here.” Pulcinella reassured them.

Pix gulped. “Alright…”

They took another deep breath and at the exhale, Pix channeled the energy of their Vision. They closed their eyes and heard soft crackles of the electricity that was beginning to swirl around them. Seeing the future included channeling natural energy from your Vision that saw future events meaning only Vision holders could become seers. Pix didn’t know how adept one had to be if they even had the abilities as a seer, but for the sake of Snezhnaya, Pix tried anyway.

Time quickly passed and nothing came out of Pix trying to see into the future. Whether it was the late coming of their abilities as a seer or simply their lack of ability, Pix gave up. The soft crackles in their ear stopped and they opened their eyes, expecting to see their supervisors, but no one was there. This put an eerie feeling in Pix’s stomach.

The glass chamber opened up and when they stepped outside onto the concrete floor, it echoed throughout the room and down the hall outside. Did the rumors of ‘something bad’ happening already take place? They went into the empty hallway and even after straining their hearing, Pix heard nothing and no one.

“How long has it been?” they mumbled to themselves.

Pix then sensed movement coming down from the hall behind them. They’d learned how to determine who it was based on the wind’s movements, so they clearly knew it was Childe.

“Master Tartaglia, where is—”

Pix went to turn around to him, but before they could take a step, the wind thrusted forward and they felt a sharp, stinging pain in the crook of their neck. They bit back a scream and reached behind them to be surprised by actually grabbing onto something. They forced themselves to look up and came eye-to-eye with none other than Childe himself with unusual red eyes in place of his blue ones. His sharp teeth was sunken into their pale skin as blood trickled down from the cuts.

In the moment they were confused, Childe bit harder, the blood bleeding into their white button up. Pix’s jaw tightened at the pain and in response, Pix drew their gun and pointed it between Childe’s eyes. It was a surprise that Pix didn’t hesitate pulling the trigger. Somehow, Childe had moved faster than Pix could shoot and dodged the Electro energy that left the barrel. Pix fell forwards from the lack of Childe’s support, but they took this as a chance to turn and go in for another shot. This shot, however, was also dodged at an inhumane speed.

Seeing Childe’s inhumane movements terrified them and it was enough to paralyze them out of fear. Childe flung their gun far away from them both and pinned Pix to the floor by their neck. His grip was firm, but not choking. It didn’t stop Pix from struggling underneath him as he straddled them. He made sure Pix wasn’t going anywhere.

Pix focused on his blood red eyes, trying to ignore the red liquid dripping from his mouth. They never expected to be in such a situation being pinned down by a vampire. Childe smirked maliciously as he watched Pix think. If he wanted, he could kill them right then and there, and they should be glad he didn’t plan on doing so.

“What… happened?” Pix finally said.

Childe chuckled and leaned into their face, noses touching. Pix shivered at the close proximity. While it wasn’t particularly terrifying, it was making them rather uncomfortable. They smelled the hot iron in his breath and a few drops of blood falling on their upper lip. Childe laughed.

“They should’ve listened when you said you weren’t a seer like Lady Viera, but I must thank you for playing along.” he said, a certain harshness in his coarse voice. “If you’d involved yourself in the events in the past few hours, we would’ve seriously been overpowered.”

His words made Pix worry heavily on the current state of Snezhnaya and everyone they knew. He mentioned Pix being a valuable asset to stopping the problem, so was the idea of making them attempt to see into the future a plot to keep them distracted?

“Get off, Master Tartaglia.” Pix mustered up the courage they could and struggled. “I don’t want to have to hurt you.”

“You can’t even lay a hand on me, Rising Sun.” Childe chuckled. “What makes you think I’d be threatened?”

Childe smirked and began to apply pressure around Pix’s throat. To him, there was a certain thrill seeing the Fatui’s First Captain covered in blood, helpless, vulnerable, and squirming underneath him. Pix wheezed trying to breathe, but it was all in vain and so was their kicking.

“I’m… sorry you have to… fall for the same trick… twice.” Pix forced out in between breaths.

As expected, their words confused Childe as he thought of them bold to be declaring such things. Pix took this chance to place their palm flat on his chest and sent a surge of Electro energy through it. A crest flashed on where Pix’s hand was before Childe collapsed beside them, wheezing and desperately trying to breathe. Just like their first battle, Pix had incapacitated him by shooting him square in the chest. It seemed that Childe had forgotten that strategy of theirs.

Once Pix had regain themselves enough to get up, they planted their feet on the ground and bolted in the opposite direction. They had a hand over their bloody neck and had a plan to find the other Harbinger’s, but they didn’t even make five steps before they felt their head throb and muscles freeze. It was like being held by time with no control over your own body.

“You may be knowledgeable in a lot of things, Rising Sun,” They heard Childe’s voice from behind them. “but obviously not vampire rules.”

The sound of his boots tapping against the concrete made Pix’s heart race. He traced their jaw as he walked to stand in front of them. Childe took Pix’s chin to marvel at their features, but more notably, the fear in their eyes. Pix couldn’t understand why all of this was happening. Did he really say vampire? Was it because of him that they couldn’t move?

Pix’s vision slowly started to blur from their dropping blood levels and it was becoming harder to focus on Childe in front of them. At the same time, Childe could see them begin to slip into unconsciousness from their drooping eyelids. He just laughed and shook his head.

“I mark you,” Childe pressed a soft kiss on their lips, blood leaving a mark where his lips were. “you’re mine.”

He released his magical hold from Pix and down they came. Childe caught them in his arms and lowered them onto the floor. Their eyes were closed and the red on their cheeks that signified the life in them paled. Feeling their wrist, however, there was still a pulse. It was faint, but it was better than nothing. His job was to neutralize the First Captain and biggest threat after all.

#ma’am wtf is going on with tumblr???#genshin impact oc #genshin impact #genshin impact fanfic #my oc #childe #tartaglia #fatui #fatui harbinger #genshin impact x oc #childe x oc #tartaglia x oc #oc // captain pix

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