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usa-chins · 2 days
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Fatui Coat Scaramouche, how silly you are
At long last we got to see Scaramouche and Signora in their fatui coats, thank you hoyo TAT
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rena2702 · 2 days
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Tiny harbinger
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✦ In terms of the recent animation “The Song Burning in the Embers”…
imagine being promoted to a Harbinger and this is what you see
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tnsophiaonly · 2 days
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Uh just a thought:
cw: yandere, cussing, bad grammar, scara being scara, Childe is Childe, fatui, blood is mentioned at least 1 time
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Imagine a Y/N\Reader who does everything for their family, so like your brother/sister/mother/father anyone you love!! got super sick and the cure for it is expensive as hell! (8,765,432,765 mora)
So you work for the fatui to get better expenses, you were skilled enough to immediately be recognized by your superiors—ahem, harbingers— and the first one to recognize you was Childe. Childe is just so down bad for you, he loves fighting with you, anything that gets your attention, if he could, he'd always have you by his side when he does missions.
And there's this thing, your fellow friend (who's been to the fatui far longer than you) in the fatui had a gambling habit and would make bets. One time they talked about giving away millions of mora to whoever gets to be The Balladeer's secretary and survive for 3 months.
You, eager for the mora, you immediately did too well, acted like you were obsessed with him to amuse him, did so many things to the point of getting Scaramouche's attention, he finally made you his assistant.
Of course Childe is pissed as fuck. How dare this midget get you before him??!!
At first Scara was just humoring your fake obsessive behavior just for entertainment, telling himself he'd throw you away soon and laugh at your fake reactions.
3 months passed and Scaramouche started humoring another fatui agent in an attempt to get you to break and snap and make you jealous, you used that opportunity to slowly part ways from him. He took a whole week to notice how you were basically disappearing from his life. You didn't leave the work though, you did the remaining paperwork and missions before disappearing.
Scaramouche who slowly notices the difference in his life when you left, you left a great impact in his life. This new fatui agent he humors doesn't do as well as you do, they keep fucking up to the point that Scara doesn't find it funny anymore. Yeah, he admits, your perfectionist personality helped a lot in his work, you were boring yeah, but at least you got the work done! After yelling and punishing the fatui agent for fucking up again, Scara grits his teeth and walks out to cool himself down.
But that's where he saw you sparring with Childe. Childe is out here feeling gleeful that you were finally back to him, while you just went back to him because you are an agent under him.
The sparring ended with Childe winning, you almost won, but Childe was stronger as expected, he walked up to you and almost gave you a kiss before you pushed him away, shocked. Childe frowns, he keeps you caged in his arms, he doesn't care about the dirt, blood, snow, and sweat that mixes when he has you in his arms, what matters is you.
Scaramouche, gritting his teeth in anger and getting more frustrated and annoyed than ever—why is that obedient pet of his with Tartaglia?— he's mad.
You felt that cold and electric glares sent to you, you nudge your head and saw Scaramouche watching the both of you hug with a blank face, fffuck. You were not supposed to be seen by Scaramouche.
And Childe notices it too, he smirks and holds you closer, nuzzling his cheek on your hair.
Scaramouche was about to rush into both of you and demand an explanation, but why does he care? He isn't supposed to care about something like this! He always said he could replace you anytime, but he never said you could replace him.
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I want to add more harbingers to this thought, imagine Columbina and Arlecchino 😻
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hunnieknight · 3 days
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So...additional to Pulcinella's Grandchild AU series?
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phosbogey · 22 hours
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what a kind and reliable group
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su-rodriguez · 2 days
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Hi and good evening to the 5 Scarather fans (including me)
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tadpole-art · 20 hours
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I needed to draw Scara in the fluffy hood 😭
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pachimation · 1 day
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are you team wanderer or team scara?
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hitomisuzuya · 2 days
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YAY UR OPENNN AKSKSKWKWKWKEJW🌸 I MISSED U SM!! here's some flowers for u: 💐🌹🌸🏵🌸🌹🌹🌼
can i request for smut... uhm.. LIKE FRUSTRATED HUSBAND SCARA- AND AND READER JUST CAME HOME AT THE SAME TIME, and scara didn't know that reader went out SO IT FRUSTRATED HIM MORE- AND- AND HE BENDS U OVER THE BALCONY OMDMWJEEHHWHWHEHSH- and an ending where scara and reader fix their argument- if that's okay with u
currently playing genshin rn, farming for father arlecchino🎀
Scaramouche x fem!reader. Smut. Rough sex. Creampie. Slight Yandere Scaramouche.
Thank you for the flowers 🥺 Happy farming and good luck with your pulls. I'm skipping her sadly, but Scara's cons call❤️
If it wasn't one thing, it was another. If it wasn't someone messing up, someone was reporting in late. Scaramouche swore he could've squeezed a stress ball to mush in his hands from frustration. And to top it all off, he had to be away from you.
And he fucking hated that.
Thinking about how your lips lingered against his when he pulled away from his departing kiss this morning led to him thinking how much he wished he could be impaling you on his cock instead of dealing with this shit.
Scaramouche instantly knew you weren't home the moment he walked in the door. Which only frustrated him more. He'd told you to stay home like a good girl. And it didn't help that he was incredibly set in his ways. If he couldn't go with you himself then he liked to send an escort, or guard of sorts (as incompetent as his squad was).
You came through the door as he walked out onto the balcony to look around. "Scara, you are home," You said, smiling at him as you set a few bags down on the counter. "I missed you," You trotted up to him, and started to tilt your head up to kiss him.
He put a finger on your lips to stop you. "You went out?" He asked, glancing at the bags on the counter. The discontent was evident in his eyes. "You didn't tell me."
"Yeah, I just needed a few groceries. And we needed cat food," You narrowed your eyes stubbornly before you said what led to you being bent over the balcony once his hands finished furiously pawing your clothes off while he devoured your mouth in a harsh kiss: "I'm perfectly capable of going down the street on my own."
That wasn't the point. He knew you were strong, but that's exactly why you needed him to protect you.
Scaramouche's arm was wrapped around you, holding you against him as his fingers danced over your throbbing clit. You mewled feeling him pinch and roll your nipple, grinding down needily against his fingers.
"You should've told me," He growled, delivering another pinch to your nipple that sent a sharp jolt right to your swollen clit. Your breath hitched in your throat as his hand suddenly came down across your ass, "If I couldn't have gone with you, I would've sent a guard."
"Scara, I-I--" The pads of his fingers rubbed firmer circles on your clit as you cried out, making your words die in your throat as your pussy started to clench around nothing. He continued to assault your clit, soaking his fingers in your juices, watching the way he you grinded against them.
Your head was fuzzy when Scaramouche took his hand off your clit to take out his cock. You jumped feeling the head smack wet against your clit. "Tell me who you belong to," He hissed, swallowing back a groan as he rubbed the head of his aching cock on your clit, "Say it," He smacked your ass again, soaking up your mewl of pleasure.
Grabbing a hand full of your hair, he pulled your head back. "Who do you belong to?!" He reiterated, smearing his precum on your clit before pushing his cock inside of you.
His cock pulsed as it stretched you apart, your pussy swallowing it as he bottomed out. He let out a shaky moan, pulling out half way so he could bury his cock deeper inside of you. His hips angrily pounded into yours, each thrust made your moans rose in octave as his cock kissed into your sweet spot.
"Yours! I'm yours, Scaramouche!" You cried out, your legs shaking as you pushed back against him, struggling to keep up with his pace. Your whole body trembled nearly limp with bliss as he pounded his cock inside of you.
Your words sounded so sweet in Scaramouche's ears. He kept an arm tightly braced around you, holding you against him. He put a hand on your neck, holding your head and sinking his teeth into your neck. He pulled a fold of skin into his mouth, sucking and grinding his teeth as he moaned muffled into your neck.
"Fuck, you are so tight, kitten," His groaned, his mouth sucking wetly on your neck. He prodded his tongue against the inflamed skin. He was fucking you possessively, getting lost in the pleasure of your walls squeezing around his cock while you moaned and whimpered for him.
You let out a broken sob of pleasure, your body shaking as your orgasm hit you. The only thing you could focus on was him and how good his cock felt dragging along your sensitive walls.
Scaramouche continued to bully his cock inside of you, intent on fucking you dumber through your orgasm. You felt every pulse of his cock as it ribboned cum inside of you, his body shuddering with pleasure as his thrusts turned sloppy.
His cheek nuzzled against your neck as he pulled out of you. "Want me to run you a bath?" He asked softly in your ear.
"Mhm," You murmured tiredly. "And feed the cats to," He chuckled as he turned you around, supporting you as you leaned against him.
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shadowed-dancer · 2 days
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I'm so obsessed with this because it literally looks like a child imitating what he sees adults doing, without understanding WHY they're doing it.
Scaramouche woke up every day, saw his fellow Harbingers put the giant cloth thing over their clothes, and decided he should probably do that too. Didn't make the connection that the clothes underneath were chosen to keep them warm, just thought "this is good enough" and walked out of his room like that.
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sxmmer-cherry · 2 days
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❝AND AMIDST IT ALL; MY BEAUTY PREVAILS.❞
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𓍯 OVERTURE — it is said that aphrodite appears differently to all those who have the pleasure of bearing witness to her divine presence. and when such is the case, your lovers are a bit confused whether you are truly just as ordinary as them, or the goddess of beauty, aphrodite, herself? more simply, your lover and their small fixations when it comes to you.
𓍯 FEATURING — all genshin men + fatui harbingers
𓍯 AUTHOR'S NOTE — confession time for the genshin men!! no tw.
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𓍯 GENSHIN MEN WHO DIE TO SEE THE WAY YOUR EYES FLUTTER. who purposely tell you cool facts or surprising things they're sure you'll take a liking to or find bizarre and then wait patiently to see the way your eyebrows arch slightly and your eyes widen, your eyelashes fluttering in the moment. who love seeing you wear eye makeup and add their own small additions. who sometimes just sit next to you and stare at you, but by the time you turn, they're looking away.
— who just know you'll blush and start overthinking if you catch them staring and ruin the moment. who stay quiet to admire your beauty in peace. who are in love with your wandering gaze that seems to be so close yet distant. who love your sleepy and dreamy look— as though you're here yet somewhere far away. who like the intensity and depth of your eyes, who love the way they seem to take in everything and yet remain free of any external influence and maintain a serenity of their own.
AL HAITHAM, DILUC, TIGHNARI
𓍯 GENSHIN MEN WHO ARE IN LOVE WITH YOUR CUPID'S BOW. who lean in randomly and stare at it up close, often getting blamed that they're teasing you when it is clear as day to them how unfair you're being with them with those tempting lips. who just run their thumb along its outline and peck it first before leaning in to kiss properly. who like the cherry shade of your lip gloss; who love it when you apply that cream on your lips before going to sleep that makes your lips so kissable in the morning.
— men who are completely incapable of understanding how you cannot perceive your silent beauty. who don't get it when you say you aren't that pretty. who would love to point out that pretty bow first of all things they love about you— who love it when you understand their hyper fixation but only end up laughing, and well, respecting their wishes silently and taking good care of your lips.
AYATO, LYNEY, WRIOTHESLEY, CAPITANO
𓍯 GENSHIN MEN WHO THINK YOUR FRECKLES ARE CONSTELLATIONS on the infinite expanse of the sky of your skin. who just stare at them sometimes and, with your permission, randomly connect dots to make silly constellations and give them sillier names— all in the name of making you laugh, but it is actually them who gets the better side of the deal; they get to look at your freckles up close! who feel a tiny bit disappointed when they lean in to kiss and you blush crazy and your freckles seem to blend in with the redness. who kiss you exactly there and call you an idiot when you try to hide them with makeup.
— men who tried painting you once, but instead of colouring your skin, filled in a cosmic array, and constellations in place of those freckles they love so much. who are genuinely in love with your small features and love it when you let them stare in silence. who like it when you let them run their finger across them. who love it when you're vulnerable and at peace with them.
ITTO, KAZUHA, XINGQIU
𓍯 GENSHIN MEN WHO THINK YOU HAVE GOLDEN HANDS. who sometimes just stare at them when you're typing or cooking or even turning a page and observe the fluidity in their movement. who love how your hands seem to know their way around everything— be it a brush, a pencil, a needle or even a ladle. who think of your talents and realize everything you are best at have your golden hands at play. who like holding your hand and applying moisturizer on it sometimes as they talk to you at late hours of the night. who feel your slightly visible veins, your long fingers and their smooth, quick movements.
— who love buying you adornments for your hands. who randomly bring you rings or bracelets. who like to put them on your hands themselves and love the way you smile afterwards. who love taking your comparatively small hands in their larger, warmer ones and just holding them in place. who still think about that one time you told them that the only time your hands are at rest is when they are holding it and now they hold them whenever they ask you to take a break.
ALBEDO, GOROU, THOMA, DOTTORE
𓍯 GENSHIN MEN WHO THINK YOU HAVE A VERY HARMONIOUS FACE. who sometimes just stare at you and think you're royalty— who look at your wide forehead— the mark of a scholar— your high cheekbones —a rarest yet regal feature— your sharp, arrow-like nose —which they admittedly, really love— and your oval face. who think your features coexist peacefully, but not just peacefully— in a very regal manner. blue blood, they sometimes call it, but they mean it only in the sense that your facial structure is rarely found.
— men who sometimes imagine you in heavy jewellery. who imagine you wearing a nose pin, then studs but then think that no, you'd look so much better in a heavier, longer earring. then add a pearl necklace in the mix and then imagine you in it and then blush so hard you're asking them if they are sick. funnily enough, just the imagination of it makes them so desperate they go to the jeweller's shop the very next day to have a custom designed piece they just imagined. who love it when you wear it and let them kiss you in it.
BAIZHU, NEUVILLETTE, ZHONGLI, PANTALONE
𓍯 GENSHIN MEN WHO LOVE YOUR SHOULDERS. who love it when you wear those mini dresses and then put a coat over it. who love only being able to glance slightly at them and being made desperate to stare at them fully, without any obstructions. who also love being the only one being granted access to it. who love pressing kisses down your shoulder blade and then go up your neck again and then giggle throughout, their love apparent in their adoration.
— men who love it when you wear chokers and necklaces. who love blue sapphire and pearl on you. who like being made to feel special when you randomly wear them and then remind them that it's just for them. who kiss you then, and then say thank you. who buy you necklaces, the prettiest ones, and make you wear it and love the cute smile you pass them onwards. who like nuzzling their face in your nape and pressing down on it and making you blush despite being completely red themselves.
KAEYA, HEIZOU, VENTI
𓍯 GENSHIN MEN WHO THIRST FOR THE SIGHT OF YOUR ANKLES LIKE A DEPRAVED VICTORIAN MAN. who just stare at them when you're in the process of wearing your pants or switching cloths and then just stare at your ankles. who like your legs so much they randomly run their hands across them when they're next to you. who think you have very pretty legs and feet overall but don't know how to express that without being creepy.
— so they just message your legs after a long day! who take your favourite oils and apply them on your legs and talk to you. who end the session with a quick peck on your thigh and make you blush. who just buy you anklets from time to time and make you sit down and stretch your leg out for them. who very gently put it on your feet. who admire it for a while and when they look up, find you blushing. who take care of you and express their adoration at last— only to find they were being so obvious you thought it was just an unaddressed fact.
— men who take extra care not to be that obvious from next time but can't help it when it comes to you anyways.
AETHER, KAVEH, CHILDE
𓍯 GENSHIN MEN WHO ADORE YOUR HAIR. who think they're like a unicorn's mane or a lion's even— regal and beautiful. who like seeing you adopt new hairstyles or dyeing it in new colours. who love it when you randomly style them with feathers or flowers and smile at you fondly. who really want you to be pretty and confident and search up the best tips for good hair care and keep them at their disposal should you ever ask them. who braid your hair when sitting idle, who hate it when you're cutting your hair and can't bear to look at the fallen soldiers.
— men who always compliment you for it. men who love it even more when you smile and silently accept it with a grateful kiss. whose hearts combusted with joy when they saw you sitting in the veranda, with their mother— the two people they love most— and getting your hair oiled and braided as you talked to her about your day. who buy you pretty scrunchies and leave them on your dressing table. who do more than half of the morning duties, despite your protests, so that you can do some hair care for the day.
CYNO, XIAO, WANDERER
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meowanian · 22 hours
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⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪ pottery date with your boyfriend, scaramouche.
genre: fluff
pairings: scaramouche x gender neutral reader
warnings: sexual jokes, scara is referred as kunikuzushi.
“…now get some water in your hands and place it around the clay…” the teacher said as she show how to give shape to the clay.
“it feels weird,” your boyfriend whispered in annoyance.
“sshhh,” you hushed to him. “listen to the teacher.”
“…you learned how to make a mug, you can try it yourself. you can do any kind of mug you can think of…”
after the learning how to shape clay, you two started to do it your own.
“kuni, don’t squeeze too hard, it will break the clay…” you warned your boyfriend and showed him with care.
“now make it long…we will press it down in the middle after to give it a mug shape…” you said and placed your hands on his.
you felt close to him, so close that you could smell his cologne and feel his warmth. your cheeks got warm with shyness.
“y/n?” he turned his head to you and called your name.
“hmm?” you hummed, still lost in the feeling.
“it got too long…”
“huh?” his warning made you snap to reality. “oh my god, sorry kuni-”
“it looks like my dick,” he said and looked at the clay with disgust.
“well…yours is not that long-”
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aniitaruiz · 2 days
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samairuart · 4 hours
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if it is no trouble, would you consider drawing Scaramouche from Genshin? He's may favorite character and I'd love to seem him in your beautiful style. You don't have to if you don't want to, tho
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It’s no trouble at all! Here you go ✌🏽😉
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Father! Scara x Parent! User
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Pairing: Father! Scaramouche x Parent! User.
Plot: How I imagine Scaramouche as the father of your kid(s).
Warnings: Mentioning of sex in point 10 (X) and pregnant sex in point 11 (XI). Nothing explicit, no scenes described. Mentioning of SIDS in point 4 (IV). Not proofread
Other: afab reader.
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↪︎ I: He wants to be a better parent than his mother was for him. He is terrified of not being a good parent and he needs reassurance.
↪︎ II: He would put lots of effort to assure his kid(s) has/have good grades.
↪︎ III: During pregnancy he would find so amusing and cute all the food cravings or mood swings.
↪︎ IV: Right after childbirth he would be so supportive but also very anxious to hurt the kid(s), or also very, very terrified of SIDS. It would destroy him.
↪︎ V: He would support his kid(s) with all the homework and studying from school and would tutor them.
↪︎ VI: Once the kid(s) is/are grown up enough to bathe in the bathtub he’d love to take baths with them.
↪︎ VII: He’d buy lots of toys for his kids, and spoil them, as a way to compensate all the love he never received from his own mother.
↪︎ VIII: Of course his mother would never get to know his son is a father. And if she get to know that, he would make sure Ei never gets to know them.
↪︎ IX: He wouldn’t let his kid(s) have a phone until they are 6 graders, and they would have parental control and a limited screen time anyways.
↪︎ X: After the kid(s) was born/adopted, he would make sure to use protections and give you time, mostly focusing on your recovery (in case you gave birth) and on the kid(s)
↪︎ XI: During pregnancy sex was a must. He loved to have sex with his pregnant partner, knowing that they are bearing his kid(s)
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❀tags
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