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banjjjangg · 3 days
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Random Texts Part 1
— Random texts with them.
— Heizou, Kazuha, Scaramouche/Wanderer (seperate)
Notes: Timestamps don't matter, swearing
Part 2
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zoropookie · 3 days
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I want that make out scene, Zoropookie. This is a threat.
YOU OWE US FOR MAKING US SUFFER FOR 32 CHAPTERS IN A ROW GIVE US THE SCENE
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You shouldn't be taking advantage of this.
You were quick to give into that certain temptation. Wasn't typical by any means for you to be initiating things like this, but your body wasn't really listening to reason right now. Nor prowess apparently.
The moon was low in the sky, casting a glow through the window now. The dim lights didn't give the both of you any reason to turn on a light, or the patience with anything except yourselves. Your heart beat was rapid against your muscles, each pulse echoing in your throat.
Your fingers brushed along his skin, a sensation you never thought you'd chase as your lips locked. You marveled fully in his warmth and smoothness with each touch. The world was narrowed to you at all points, a point of contact where you didn't think anything mattered anymore.
In that kiss, you deepened it. Your breath was mingling with his, it was a dance of a different intimacy that felt oddly familiar but so not at the same time. Thrillingly new, at that. His taste on your tongue was sickly intoxicating, you started spiraling. A blend of his newfound sweetness that you thought was bitter the entire time filled you with desire.
He felt the same—you could sense it when his hands slightly tremble putting them on your waist. He had you against the sofa like you were planning to run away, wrists tightened against you almost in a plea not to. Tracing patterns on some of the open skin, sending an intense shiver down your spine that put more adrenaline in you.
Touches spoke to you, tentative, urgent of him. A mirror of the same emotions that roiled in your stomach. He became more aggressive once accustomed, movements more confident when he gripped at the open skin and pulled you closer to him.
Your bodies were pressed together in a tangle, inviting yourself to practically throw yourself at his lips. The kisses were aggressive, heated and passionate. It was like a dance that hardly had any rhythm anymore after ten minutes of doing it. Was it kissing or fighting at this point?
It genuinely felt like you both hated each other still, with how both of you clawed against the other.
The urgency quickened with both of you, the world tilting as you tumbled to the floor with Kuni. But with that, the two of you were too enamored with each other to acknowledge losing your balance. The impact was soft thanks to the carpet, but you two never left your heated embrace.
Even with the frequent calls and texts vibrating your phone on the table, all you could bring yourself to think about was hashing out your years of frustration into this.
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tricksrabbit · 1 day
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Art by @bkbkbnb
https://x.com/bkbkbnb
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qingxin-dream · 1 day
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“welcome home, love. care to join us?” ❤️
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sapphireicecream · 2 days
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Just some casual lads 🐦🐈‍⬛
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if it wasn’t for the nights!
🏹 08. drunk dreams and hangovers
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It was the morning after, and you were perched on a barstool pulled up to the kitchen counter, eating breakfast. Though a raging headache was beating like a bass drum in your head, you soldiered through, not wanting to attend class on an empty stomach. In near silence except for the click of his door being pushed open, Scaramouche circled around to the fridge, opening the door and grabbing some sort of energy drink.
Shirtless. Opening the fridge door, grabbing something, standing in front of you while completely nonchalant and oblivious to the fact that he was shirtless.
You watched the way his muscles flexed under your gaze, and before his eyes could meet yours, you feigned a look of disgust, scowling at the boy.
“Could you at least put a shirt on while I’m eating?” You pleaded, and Scaramouche slightly smirked, twisting open the top of the drink he had gotten.
“It’s not my fault you can’t handle it.” Scara simply shrugged, taking a sip. You tried to peel your eyes away but you watched intently as he pulled the bottle away from his lips, wiping away the excess liquid that dropped on his mouth. Your eyes fluttered into a lidded gaze, being able to hear your heartbeat in your ears and the tension in your skull.
“Hm.” You only hummed, feigning innocence this time. “You’re right… I can’t.” You cooed, watching as his smug expression slowly faded into one of confusion as you slid off your barstool, closing the distance between you and him until your faces barely ghosted each other, one of your hands creeping up around his neck and the other meeting it in a secure lock. At once, you jumped up onto him, wrapping your legs around his waist, leaning closer until…
At once, Scaramouche woke up in a cold sweat, panting heavily as his heartbeat raced through his chest.
Oh, shit.
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🏹 notes … umm hey ! lol long time no see ! i don’t have anything to say for myself ❤️ i’m leaving it at that ☺️ idk how long this has been in my drafts but also all the apps i use got deleted off my phone so i will have to remake all new things! fun! who knows when i’ll have the motivation to do that but yall hung on for almost a year im sure you’ll be fine
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machyishere · 2 days
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Cr: @kamiiart on twitter
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i fucking love almost human and almost alive characters! struggle with your humanity go sad boy go! Fuck shit up! eat people!
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lilac-cat-draws · 10 months
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Ngl, I was a little disappointed that Kokomi couldn't do the swim jump thing but still my new favourite thing in this game
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scarafvcker · 9 months
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synopsis: scaramouche always has a way of getting what he wants
cws: dubcon, coercion, “just the tip”, creampie, afab!reader
word count: 900+
scaramouche’s eyes couldn’t stay on one spot, flickering all over the place to take in as much of your form as possible. he wasn’t sure how the two of you had ended up like this but he sure as hell isn’t complaining, especially not after he’s spent years fantasizing about this very moment. all those nights of slipping a mirror through the tiny crack under your door, all those nights of resting his ear against the thin wall of your room, all those nights of waking up in a sweat drenched shirt and cum stained shorts.
it’s better than anything his twisted little mind could’ve thought up—you sound better than he imagined, you looked better than he imagined, you taste better than he imagined. and he’s certain you’ll feel better than he imagined as well. with the base of his cock rubbing against your slick folds, he can feel the way your puffy cunt keeps twitching and throbbing around nothing and he’s so tempted to just push it in. you wouldn’t mind, right? he’s already made you cum three times, surely you can let him have the same delicious release! doesn’t matter that you think he’s too thick, he deserves this.
he presses his pretty, pink tip into your hole, his greedy eyes locked onto the way it stretches open for him. “baby, even your pussy wants me to put it in,” he coos, looking back up to your face, “c’mon, please?” he can see the hesitation in your features as if you’re considering it but what’s there to consider? just let him fuck you already—it’ll feel good, he promises! he slides his tip upward, rubbing and tapping it against your swollen clit a few times before slowly tapping it up and down the entirety of your vulva and making sure to amplify the pressure just a tiny bit whenever his tip knocks against your opening. “just the tip? is that okay, baby? lemme just put the tip in.”
you give him a hesitant nod and he’s immediately tapping his tip against your hole again, eyes glued onto the thin strings of your slick that connects him to you. he feels like he’s drooling just as much as your pussy is as he watches your cunt suck him in a tiny bit only for him to pull right back out. the sounds of your wetness causes you to tighten up, forcing him to groan when your walls shut around the very tip of his cock, “f-fuck, baby.. ‘m sorry.”
you’re too fucked out to register his words, the feeling of your pussy being stretched out little by little as he slowly fucks more and more of his tip into you feels so good it numbs your mind. he looks down, admiring the way his tip is entirely hidden inside you for a moment before pulling out and slowly pushing back in, the action being repeated and forming a creamy ring around the area just under his tip. “baby..” he groans softly, looking back up at you to see your glazed-over eyes. you’re completely fucked out just from his tip alone and he can’t help his urges anymore.
with each draw of his hips as he pulls himself out from you, he slowly pushes himself in more and more. watching as more of his cock disappears into your cunt, the creamy ring from earlier slowly creeping down his shaft, his hands find purchase on your waist in a greedy attempt to slowly pull your hips closer to his until eventually your skin meets his own.
you’re only able to utter out a soft mewl, pressing your hands against his stomach in a poor attempt to push him away but he gently guides your hands above your head and holds you by your wrists. “shh, my love—don’t you like it? my cock feels just as good as your pussy,” he coos, an innocent look in his eyes. he deserves this, don’t you think?
too fucked out—your mind and judgment clouded by the pleasurable fullness his cock gives you—you let out one final whine and go slack under him, no longer struggling against him as he brings his hips back only to push back in. a breathy gasp leaves your mouth, a shaky groan leaving his as he pushes himself all the way in to kiss your cervix. leaning down, scaramouche takes your lips into a sloppy kiss as his hips start their own pace, his cock rapidly rubbing against your walls as he fucks you.
you cry into the kiss, the gasps and whines matching each of his thrusts as the pain slowly subsides into pleasure until eventually your mind buzzes with pure ecstasy. your vision blurs as scaramouche continues to fuck you brainless, his smirk going unnoticed by you as you lose your mind on his dick—the pleasure completely obliterating your judgement.
“fuck, your pussy is begging me to cum inside and who am i to deny?” he chuckles at the way you’re too fucked out to register his words, picking up his pace as you twitch and cream around his cock until he gives you one last thrust. his cock slams roughly into you and poking into the entrance of your womb as his cum spills and fills you deliciously yet you’re still too much of a mess to respond. he’s sure you won’t mind though—he does deserves this afterall.
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rockingbytheseaside · 1 month
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✦ How they hold you in bed when sleeping
Pierro, Capitano, Dottore, Scaramouche, Pantalone, Tartaglia (separate) 
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When the stars are perched in the night sky, and the world becomes wrapped in a still blanket of darkness - there is no better action than departing to your safe space, the coziness of your bedroom, and the safety of your beloved’s body next to you. The lights are dimmed and after a warm shower and a change into comfy pajamas, your beloved is met with a tender sight of your sleepy figure. It is time for rest, and with his arms open, beckoning you to hop into his embrace - you join him in bed at last. 
✧ A single glance from Pierro and his eyes would instantly soften upon seeing your sleepy expression. The Director of the Fatui doesn’t require any questions or even verbal communication to know that something is troubling you. Your solemn gaze and slumped shoulders tell him more than enough - and his heart aches in response. Silently but gently, he pulls you closer, his star-shaped pupils seeking answers from your own. 
“My divine one... A long day?” - he whispers, his hand lifting your chin to make you look at him. You don’t directly respond, but nod and press your lips into a thin line. Pierro sighs, yearning to vanquish all your worries and pain. But sometimes, words are superfluous.
“Do not fret your little heart. No harm shall come, for I am here, my divine. Shall I take you to bed, instead?” 
With a small nod and a timid glance from you, Pierro spoke no further. He knew what you required on such solemn nights as these, and instead, allowed his arms to pick you up, carrying your fatigued figure in his bigger embrace. He pulled you closer, his cheek gently grazing your face as he whispered soothing words and brought you to bed. 
He tucked you in, the king-sized bed bringing the familiar sensation of silky sheets and warm covers. He kisses your forehead with careful and slow deliberation before accompanying you to sleep.    
When Pierro sleeps beside you, he is often silent, but his gaze never leaves your figure. He’d lay on his side, gazing at your face as if it were the stars and the moon itself. Even within the dimness of the room, he has memorized the outline of your face, the soothing rhythm of your breathing, the contour of your figure. With one hand around you, you two slept peacefully, the troubles of the world left behind. Even the Fatui’s Director required solace, and this solace he would locate only in your tender arms; his sanctuary. 
✧ Il Capitano has memorized your routine. Take a shower, get ready for bed, and most importantly, sleep on top of him as if his body were a sturdy mattress. It’s not your fault your cherished is so much taller and bigger, right? Well luckily for you, he absolutely adores it when you climb on top of him, resting your head on top of his chest and legs around his hips. Your smaller figure clad tight around him like a loving weighted blanket while he slept on his back. His hands would gladly squeeze you, loving your softness against his toned physique. 
“You don’t mind my weight on top of you, Cappy?” - you’d often ask every night before bed, peeking at him with that tender worry that made the Harbinger melt in an instant. Capitano would continue to hold you, his sharp fingers tracing circles gently on your hips or your back.
“Dearest, I have carried heavier weights that quadruple you in size. If you were to bother me, would I be pulling you back to my arms whenever you toss and turn?” 
And thus, with the seal of approval from the honorable Captain, you’d smile triumphantly and sleep on him. That’s just how the two of you were: Capitano was a beast in size, slept still, and barely moved when on his back. Conversely, you were smaller in size, slept very lightly, and often turned or wrestled with the covers. Even when you had the spacious bed to your leisure, you always chose to sleep tightly clinging to him. And Capitano revered every second of it as if it was the biggest honor in his duty as your protector. Truly, an honorable knight protecting your dreams. 
✧ Sharing a bed with Il Dottore is a toil. If you managed to miraculously drag him out of his lab, he’d groan and argue that he has important research to do, that your concern for his sleep schedule is ‘childish’. Yet the moment he settles in bed, he becomes a menace to your sanity: 
“Are you coming to bed or not?” 
“Come here, closer.” 
“No, you are pushing around.”
And the cherry on top of it all? He’d stare at you during the entire night, maskless. You know he doesn’t easily fall asleep, even on days when he overexhausted himself in his experiments. So naturally, his method to relax is to press the side of his head tightly against your chest and just remain glued to you with the sound of your heartbeat being his salvation. You’d assume it is an adorable sight… until you’d open your eyes in the middle of the night, only to notice a piercing, red lens just gawking at you. Motionless and still, he just wore that neutral expression while being pressed to your chest.
“...Uh, are you going to just stare at me in the dark?” - you whispered in the dark, to which he won’t even move or change his expression.
“43 beats per minute.” 
You blinked sleepily - “... wha-” 
“Your heart beats approximately 43 to 50 beats per minute when you sleep. That’s anywhere between 20640 to 24000 beats for 8 hours of sleep.” 
It was your turn to gawk at him, albeit in confusion. His nonchalant yet stoic reply told you that he was, indeed, very focused on counting each and every beat of your heart while you slept. He remained pressing his ear to the middle of your chest, arms wrapped around your waist tightly. 
“Dottore, have you not slept this entire time…?” 
“Shush, stop speaking,” - he whispered more gently, pressing his face into you in a rather touchy manner as if you wouldn’t notice. “I am still counting. Your heart rate is increasing to 81 bpm.” 
“If you won’t go to sleep this instance I won’t make any Ajilenakh Cake tomorrow.”
As such, silence dominated the dark bedroom once more. The doctor said no more and settled on hiding his face against your body, not daring to admit that he loved your desserts. And even more, not daring to acknowledge that your heartbeat lulled him to sleep. To deny his infatuation with every beat of your pulse would be a lie, and to deny his longing to physically hold you close would be ignorance. So he settled to silently counting your heartbeat until succumbing to dreamless slumber. 
✧ Scaramouche didn’t require sleep. Everyone knew that. Regardless, your persuasion with the 6th knew no bounds as you begged and nagged at him relentlessly to remain beside your bedding. He would audibly scoff and cross his arms at your ridiculous request. 
“My body does not need rest for 8-something hours. Why should I even waste such precious time with you while you’re the one unconscious?” 
However, no matter how much Scaramouche put up the cold front and rolled his eyes, he wasn’t immune to your ingratiating puppy eyes or gentle tugging whenever you asked something of him. You’d always embrace him from the side, asking him softly to stay a little longer as you depart for the night. He, of course, would refuse and cut your answers short, but his actions told a different story. He was already tucking you in; making sure the futon was neatly laid and the covers warmly wrapped around you while he sat kneeling beside you. He just had to make a fuss first:
“To even insinuate such foolish proposition… You must be truly bored out of your mind.”
You’d only chuckle in response, smiling whenever he made sure your room was tidy and secure for your nightly rest. But even then, you’d reach for his hand, and whisper: 
“... Just stay for a while longer. At least until I fall asleep, okay?” 
Same scoff. Same attitude. But The Puppeteer never left. He always stayed beside you, despite his arrogant rebuttals that you quickly learned were nothing about. He’d either sit leaning beside you, keeping a silent company, or telling you obscure stories he heard from Inazuma or the Abyss. And at times, Scaramouche would remain kneeling by your futon even after you had fallen asleep. 
Your breathing was slow and steady, but he was almost afraid to lean any closer. All bickerings he displayed before were gone, and like a porcelain puppet, Scaramouche would find himself frozen in place, hypnotized by your soothing breathing. He just gazed at you, as if you were a distant star within the dark sky, the palliative breaths emitting from you told him that you were safe. You are here. 
And it was from you he learned how gentle breaths are emitted by those deemed “alive”. How your breathing fluctuates in different moments of your life: energetic when happy, hitched when disturbed, and peaceful when asleep. Strangely, this mundane motion of your chest falling and rising worked like a lullaby to Scaramouche. 
Alas, he now condemns himself for not caressing your face all these times he watched you sleep. A lonesome Wanderer sat alone, an empty futon beside him. Your familiar presence lacking, and he won’t hear your tranquil breaths. You are not here.  
✧ Your dear Pantalone had a fundamental habit before bed. He’d set his glasses aside, hair tied up, and go through his skincare routine right before bed. His hands diligently yet delicately wash all the apprehension and professionalism from his face. But the most important part? Trash talk with you about what happened at his work, while he focused on his reflection in the mirror.
“Could you believe that dear?” - the 9th called out to you from the bathroom, his brows frowning in displeasure. The man continued to cleanse his face. “Those insolent aristocrats offered another bribe under the table, thinking that would change my final statement.” 
You responded with a faint “Mhm,” back at him. 
“And then! The tasteless bastard dared to ask that some of their reports be delayed because he will pay twice, as long as no one checks for quality control. I mean, the audacity of some of those high-society morons!” 
“Right, right” - you murmured faintly from the bedroom. 
Pantalone massaged his cheekbones, making sure his face was as affluent as his taste and status. He adjusted his robe, still rambling with the same frustrated passion. “They think that just because they’re doing business with me, negotiating with a high sum of bribes would lead to a guaranteed deal with the Fatui. Ugh.” 
This time, there was no response from you. The bedroom was awfully silent, despite the night lamp still shining. 
“Honey?” - Pantalone called gently. 
Silence. The Regrator stepped out of the bathroom, a curious look on his face, until his eyes spotted you in bed, asleep. His expression immediately softens, all quarrels and gossip forgotten. It seems that his late-night rambles about work have thrilled you so much that you, obviously, dozed off. You didn’t even turn off the lights or get under the covers yet.  
Pantalone couldn’t help but smile softly. You two had a long day, anyway. He quietly finished his preparations for bed, changed into comfortable nightwear, and stepped closer to your side. With a delicate touch, he made sure you were tucked in properly, giving you the usual good night kiss on the forehead and tucking your hair away from your face. The man dimmed the lights before he two took his rightful place in bed beside you. 
Whatever quarrels troubled his mind now - didn’t matter. What mattered was that he had your comforting presence beside him in bed. As he slowly spooned your sleeping figure, Pantalone let out a sigh of relief, letting his head rest by the crook of your nape. Only then, did the Regrator feel his body go into ease, feeling the tranquil silence settle upon the room. Thus, the two of you slept warmly; Something that Pantalone would never trade for any riches or gold. 
✧ Ah yes, Tartaglia, his sweetheart, and their 50,000 Mora five-foot tall Morax plushie. Childe remained lying on his back, his expression far from pleased. Ever since he returned from his mission in Liyue, he gifted you this massive dragon plushie. A plushie that became his mortal enemy. His tormentor. His replacer. 
The 11th frequently brought souvenirs back home in Snezhnaya. Liyuan tea sets, Inazuman dresses, or Fontainian gadgets. All for your spoiling, and the joyous smiles from his siblings. One of such missions, he returned home with several cute toys and plushies, just for you and Teucer. He is not beating the “Greatest Toy Seller” allegation anytime soon, but he was certain that the gigantic Morax would be a lovely choice for you. 
How naive he was. 
The plushie was almost your entire height, yet you held onto it with utter delight when he gave it to you. You hugged and squeezed it with love, finding the fluffy geo archon the cutest thing ever. And thus, here you were. In bed, not hugging your boyfriend, but hugging the massive Morax plushie. 
It became a common occurrence. At first, Childe chuckled at your adorable antics whenever you brought his gift with you in bed. But then it became more apparent that you would rather turn your back to him, and just fall asleep while embracing the plushie. Childe swallowed his pride. It’s just a plushie, he bargained with himself. But then he would stare daggers that that innocent, fluffy-looking Morax. How dare it be the one receiving your love, while you adorably squeezed or fell asleep on it.
It should’ve been him! 
Therefore, one night, he took matters into his own hands. Tartaglia sat up silently in bed, and by mustering all his skills in stealth, he sneakily pulled the Morax plushie away from your grasp while you slept soundly. He was slow, and careful so as not to wake you up; and boy, tugging that five-foot plush was no easy task. Once it was away from your arms, Childe grinned in triumph… and threw the toy aside. The enemy has been neutralized.  
Next step - carefully pulling you closer to him. You were already in deep sleep, so of course, you didn’t feel when your beloved naturally embraced you in bed. Shh, no one will know he was jealous of a silly toy. He was just a concerned boyfriend, who needed to bury his face onto the crown of your head and relish your warmth. 
The next morning, you woke up feeling warm and pressed to your dear Ajax, who was particularly cuddly that morning. 
“Oh no, how did my Morax plushie fall to the floor?” 
“Hm? Oh, you must’ve accidentally tossed it away while you slept, dear.” 
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wildartsstuff · 1 year
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My genshin team basically
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zoropookie · 2 days
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HOW HATERS ARE BORN (HHAB)
♡ chapter thirty-five — awkward
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YOU ARE on your way to being one of the hottest streamer in your nation at the moment, racking a monthly average of 10 million viewers, but something specific bothers you about it. you know that a lot of people hate you, but there's this one account. one account that's been following you since the early days of your career. they leave a flood of rude comments in your stream, your moderators banned each account they made, but they keep making more. you are at the end of your tether. but you are yet to find out that this persistent cockroach is none other than your friend's friend (and the only other streamer that's bigger than you), scaramouche.
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allfearstofallto · 1 month
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"Why do you hate thunder, my lord?" You found yourself asking him one day. Scaramouche hated most things, that much was blatantly obvious based on the expressions he always made, but thunder and lightning was something that he had a particular distaste for. When he smelled the rain coming, he'd mumble something beneath his breath and request that the windows be shut and the curtains drawn.
Rarely did you ever open your mouth to ask him about himself and rarely did he give you an answer. But this was a time where even your fear wasn't consuming your curiosity and you genuinely felt as if you needed to know.
"Why do you?" He questioned, not even bothering to look up from his book. The man's words sounded as uninterested and as bland as normal. But him turning the question on you wasn't normal. It wasn't usual. Typically, if he didn't want to answer a question that you asked him, you would be met with silence or a hum followed by a wave of his hand.
You thought for a moment. You'd never been asked why you didn't like thunder and lightning and hence, you never thought of the reason, "I suppose because it's loud...and it scares me, my lord."
"Then that's why I hate it," gentle, cold fingers reached up to trace from your ear to your cheek. His touch which normally disgusted you felt truly sincere, "I hate it because it scares you."
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charliem-69 · 2 months
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one morning at the yae's tea house...
kazuscara comic pt 1
@enilehtnorevol alta au
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meowanian · 25 days
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──★ TOP 5 moments of scaramouche falling in love with y/n .ᐟ
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kpop idol!scaramouche x female kpop idol!reader
summary: one of the most popular idol of all time, scaramouche, falling in love with a rookie.
genre: fluff, kpop au
warnings: other than one (1) hate comment, there’s none
artist @ 01rinette on twitter.
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──★ 5
where you and his group attended a reality show and they made you two wear cat ears that responds to the heartbeats through movements.
“scara, pick a name from this box,” one of the hosts said as he landed a box with names to scaramouche. everyone were laughing at his face while he was nervously picking a name.
“uhh…y/n?” he read the name out loud and looked around. he didn’t know who you were until you got up and go to the centre of the studio while your members were cheering on you.
it was the first time he ever heard of you. must be a rookie or something, he thought. he looked up to you and felt a lightning strike in his heart. you were so…pretty.
“now, wear this ears,” other host got two cat eared machines and gave it to you.
“what are we gonna do with this tho?” he asked with a genuine curiosity.
“it’s a machine that can feel your heartbeat and responds to them. when your heartbeats go up, they will wiggle.” host said and the other one continued.
“you will wear them and try to make others’ wiggle, and if it moves you will lose the game,”
scara rolled his eyes. he just knew he would never lose a game like this. he is the most cold blooded person ever after all. at least that’s what he thought…
you two wore them and sit facing each other on the floor.
“i think they are closed, please press the button at the side of the ears,” host said and showed the button, you both pressed it and turn on the machine.
and scara’s ears started to wiggle immediately after turning it on.
“what the-” scara said while trying to stop them. everyone were laughing at his reaction, even the staff members.
“it didn’t even start and you are already so nervous, HAHA!” venti said as ha laughed his ass off. scara was blushing furiously while trying to calm down.
after a while the ears stopped wiggling.
“okay- pfft! okay, okay, sorry,” the host was trying so hard not to laugh but he quickly stopped after seeing scara’s deadly eyes on himself. “okay, now you can start.”
host got the cardboard between your faces and your eyes met.
and scara’s ears started to wiggle…AGAIN.
“HAHAHAHA!” his members, especially venti and heizou were on the floor, laughing like crazy to their teammates face.
[+12765, -127] scaraspinky: HE WAS SO FLUSTERED IT’S FUNNY HELP😭
[+4367, -189] user272616: i think someone is in love👀
[+12, -3412] scaraswife: I think the machine was broken, she is not that pretty anyway 😂
[+34670, -34] yn.png: she looks so cute with the ears😭 no wonder why he got so excited LMAOO
──★ 4
it was your first time as a mc and he was one of the guests…the plot twist is, it was valentine’s day special and he was jealous of your mc partner.
“hmmm, y/n, what do you think today is?” he asked you while acting all innocent.
“I don’t know, ajax. what is it?” you asked with fake curiosity.
“it’s…VALENTINES DAY!” he loudly shouted at the mic and threw his arm around your shoulders. “and ms. y/n, it’s for you!” he said and grabbed a bouquet from behind the set.
“oh!” you reached for the red rose bouquet in his hands, you were actually surprised because you didn’t know he was gonna do this.
“they are so pretty ajax, thank you so much!” you said while smelling the roses and smiling like a fool. he smiled to you as well and when you were not looking, he gave a little wink to scaramouche who was one of the guests.
and scaramouche was…not happy.
[+13457, -129] harbingerajax: awww they actually look so cute together!!
[+34685, -99] ynloops: here’s the video of her smiling😭 *video*
— ynstar: why is this 10 hours long?
— ynarchive: no but literally I can’t get out of it😭
[+12768, -341] scararchive: here’s a video of scara rolling his eyes *video*
— user8272: HE LOOKS ANNOYED HDHWBJSH
──★ 3
when you covered his rap part at the radio show.
“y/n, is there any songs you are listening to these days?” the radio host asked you.
“uhmm, actually i am listening to 5REEZE’s new album these days, I really love it!” you said to the mic and your members confirmed the information.
“yeah, she always listens to it with a speaker in the dorm and sings to it!”
“ohhh, can you sing it for us too?” the host asked.
“of course, I would be happy to!” you said and rapped to his part.
“wooow!” everyone wowed and clapped your performance, you smiled shyly.
[+1239, -27] 5reezefan: it was actually so cool!
[+3258, -226] scarami: we need a collab tbh
[+77544, 1308] scaraloops: imagine his face when he saw this😭 i mean he would get a nose bleed while watching it
[+55432, -2356] ynloops: so i added background music… *video*
— ynarchive: she ate and left no crumbs
— scaraloops: I’m her fan now…😳
──★ 2
he was doing a live and he opened his frequently used playlist for some ambience.
“i will play some music,” scara said and grabbed his phone while chewing on his fried chicken.
he carefully selected a song and played it. few minutes later while he was answering some comments, the song ended and an another one started to play…
and it was your song…SOLO song.
his eyes widened and he quickly turned it off and played a random one, acting like nothing happened while comments were going wild.
and few minutes later the song ended and another song started to play…
it was one of your covers…A SOLO ONE.
he choked on his food while trying to turn it off but he was so nervous that he accidentally dropped the phone and while trying to get it he banged his head to the desk and spilled the coke on himself.
it was one if the most viral moments in kpop because it was so funny and unforgettable.
[+87645, -3] scaraloops: i will post this video EVERY FUCKING DAY on my account *video*
[+34557, -125] scararchice: IT’S SO EMBARRASSING HELP
[+67456, -88] bbygism: my mom showed me this and said isn’t this the boy you liked…like mom pls I’m gonna cry-
──★ 1
when you cried while receiving an award.
“and the rookie of the year goes to…your groups name!”
your shocked faces was on the big screen, people were clapping and screaming your groups name loudly.
you and your members slowly went to the stage to receive the trophy.
you started to give your speech to the world, thanking your fans, members and your company for making your dreams real. a few tears fell down from your eyes and shined through screen.
one of the screens showed other idols and then scaramouche, looking at you with watery eyes.
the whole place went silent for a moment and then everyone started to scream and cheer, the attenders swear that it was the loudest thing they ever heard.
it was the first time that people saw him cry, even his friends and members.
and also it was the first time that he showed his feelings without getting embarrassed.
[+125067, -1267] scaraloops: I actually cried so hard
[+200458, -446] scararchive: it is the first we ever saw him crying and it’s because she was crying😭 I’m speechless if this isn’t love then i don’t know anything
[+22678, -8] foryn: we know how much you worked, how much you cried and how much you got overwhelmed by all the things. but we also know how you NEVER gave up. i love you <3
[+222307, -120] ynloops: i want to say that you worked so hard for your dreams and for us. you are the reason why i still keep going and not giving up. you changed my whole life with your smile and for me, you deserve every award on the world. i love you, we love you and i think scara loves you too😭
[+12367, -225] multistan: DESERVED.
[+1786456, -12456] dispatch: 👀
— scaraloops: HOLD UP-
— ynloops: WAIT A MINUTE-
— user2827: i ship you two tbh
[+18722661176, -0] meowanian: y/n, you deserve the world.
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