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forest and a crow🐦‍⬛

.❀。𝒮𝒸𝒶𝓇𝒶𝓂𝑜𝓊𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝓍 𝑅𝑒𝒶𝒹𝑒𝓇 ❀°。

ᵃᵏᵃ ˢᶜᵃʳᵃᵐᵒᵘᶜʰᵉ ˣ ᵐʸ ᴳᵉⁿˢʰⁱⁿ ᴼᶜ ᵇᵘᵗ ⁱᵗ ᶜᵃⁿ ᵉᵃˢⁱˡʸ ᵇᵉ ʳᵉᵃᵈ ᵃˢ ᶠᵉᵐᵃˡᵉ ʳᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ !ᵂᵃʳⁿⁱⁿᵍ! ᶠᵉᵐ ʳᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ, ᵐᵉⁿᵗⁱᵒⁿ ᵒᶠ ˢᵘᶠᶠᵒᶜᵃᵗⁱᵒⁿ, ˢᵘᵍᵍᵉˢᵗⁱᵛᵉ ᵗʰᵉᵐᵉˢ, ʳᵉᵃˡˡʸ ʲᵘˢᵗ ᶠˡᵘᶠᶠ ᵗʰᵒ ˡᵒˡ

This absolute whorish wench! Scaramouche was mad, genuinely furious. He not only failed his mission, he also fell right into her trap. This is exactly her scheme, to lure women and men alike into her well crafted spider web of lies and deception, it had to be. Yet he did not know what she wanted. He had an ever growing list of her contacts, and while some looked suspicious, he could not find any proof that she sold any of her knowledge to them. Maybe she wanted the success for herself, to come out as the sole victor, to be the hero of fairy tales or the one who smited the gods. No, that wouldn’t be right, she was already a hero in fairy tales, even if they were barely published and she is dear friends with both Barbatos and Rex Lapis, she did not despise the Archons. So what’s her fucking problem? The way she slept next to him, he wanted to strangle her. Though, as his eyes kept lingering on her, what was stopping him? She was unconscious, no weapons in sight, not even the discarded clothes in hands reach. Maybe the candle holder on the bedside but what good use was that? To jam it into his head as if it would actually hurt? As his fingers slowly crept along her neck and he continued to cross out her options for escape, he couldn’t help himself but to tenderly graze her soft flesh while never letting his eyes wander away from her face. He was towering above her, hands securely around her neck and yet- And yet he could not press down. The longer he stood still, the longer he stared at her, the angrier he got but his hands wouldn’t let him. Maybe it’s a curse. The woman is no human, he did know that. A trickster spirit from the forest, it’s not unlikely that she dwells in ancient spells and curses. But that she dared to use her foolery on him, he’ll make her regret, he’ll make her cry, beg, he’ll break her- It felt like the air in his lungs got knocked out the second he heard a soft breath. This is a joke, it has to be, he can’t possibly mess up two times in a row. His hands automatically gripped a little tighter and his irritation was clearly visible in his face and he was only greeted by a small laugh. “You enjoying the view there, pretty boy?”

Scaramouche didn’t know what to say, or do, he wanted to spit a nasty comeback in her face so badly but his mouth forgot how to form words, so only an irritated rumble left his lips. “Love, if you desire to kill me, then you actually do need to press down.” She chuckled, while guiding her hands to his to slowly remove them from her throat so she can sit up. Due to the shift of her position, the blanket dropped down to her lap and he seemed to have caught his thoughts again. “You are one cheap fucking slut, you know that? Honestly not even whores spread their legs as willingly as you do” “HmmHm, that is a funny thing to say when you are laying here as well. And that is not even considering the fact that you were the one who begged'' She laughed again, booping his nose. “Tzzt, is this like an ego boost for you? Trying to fuck as many high-ranking people as possible because there’s nothing else you are good for? A desperate attempt to find a stupid enough man who keeps you so you don’t end up as used whore on the sidewalk? Well, maybe if you’d-”

The woman wasn’t listening, or at least didn’t care that much about what he had to say. Only caressing his hands, letting her fingers slide from his fingertips to his palm. Ever so slowly guiding his hand closer to her and softly kissing his fingers, humming a lovely tune. He was about to throw more insults at her when she cupped his cheeks to pull him down to her lips. He froze until she lightly bit on his lower lip and even though his head screamed to protest he let her tongue wander into his mouth, sinking even deeper into her grasp, almost smashing his arm above her head so as not to completely lose balance. He hated this but a desperate moan escaped his lips claiming the opposite. He’d slaughter everyone down the second they would hear him make a sound like that, fuck he would even do it if he just suspected someone to know without any evidence whatsoever. One of her hands found her way to the back of his neck while the other nestled between his hair. It didn’t take much longer until she needed to take a breath, a string of saliva still connecting them. Looking at her flushed face and her uneven huffs for air, Scaramouche could not help himself but to fall deeper into her intoxicating embrace, letting her explore his mouth as much as she wanted.

He despised how secure he felt, how safe, how loved. He wished he took the chance to press down to now not experience this contradictionary distress of how good this feels, how right this feels, of knowing that her actions have been nothing but sincere. He curses the gods as his head starts to feel fuzzy and his body heats up…

#scaramouche #genshin impact #genshin x reader #genshin scaramouche #scaramouche fanfic #scaramouche x reader #x reader #fem reader #scaramouche x oc

Rhaast as boyfriend headcanons + nsfw

-Your relationship started off fairly questionably. Well, let's just say he didn't quite get that the both of you were dating until 3 months in. To his defense, you never made an official statement but he's also just stupid, especially if it comes to feelings.

-As far as he used to be aware, you were his little human. His plaything. His victim of terrible humor.

-But one day, when you where comfortably nestled in his lap, drifting off a bit from exhaustion, he realized that you where not his little frail and oh so poor human, he was your stupidly loud Darkin. It took a moment to settle in. To realize that he was in fact always following you, not the other way around. At first, he got angry, he wanted to accuse you of everything and nothing at the same time. He wasn't some stupid lap dog! He is Rhaast! Oh but you look so at peace during sleep. Well, his anger can wait for a bit.

-He isn't exactly romantic but it's the small things that count. He remembers pretty much everything you say and when you mention something like "I miss the garlic bread of my mom", he might just snatch some from a poor baker.

-He also isn't that bright when it comes to delicate things. So if you try to get him to hold your hand, well, you'll have to tell him straight in the face otherwise he has no clue what your weird hand movement is supposed to say.

-He is quite the Himbo when you think about it, well, to you at least. He's hot, muscular and genuinely sweet to you, even if his understanding of your emotions and limits are debatable. He's still rough, rude, crosses the line with his jokes and taunts sometimes,,, a lot but his almost puppy like affection does shine through.

-Like really, he dwells in your attention and he is almost always at your side. Makes it really hard to surprise him with anything because he knows.

-Besides that he loves physical attention. Be it hugs, holding hands, caressing his skin, leaning on him or straight up slapping his face.

-Definetly the stupid man type. Meaning that it isn't hard to make him do things. Really, if he thinks he came up with an idea and then even praises him for doing it, well-. You could pretty much just say "Man, I haven't eaten anything sweet in quite some time" and he'd later bake you a cake

-While on that topic, he's an ungodly good baker and cook? You have no idea how, when, why but you appreciate his food nonetheless.

-Another surprising talent, or well knowledge he has is about art and especially architecture. It's not that far fetched when you think about the fact that he did grow up in Shurima but it's Rhaast??

-He won't stop his hunting just because of you. He might get a bit more considerate of who he kills but it doesn't change the fact that he basically gets off to a massacre. If murder isn't exactly your taste, then hey, he will at least not drag you into it, expect to be on cleaning-up-blood duty though.

-But oh if you do have taste be up for some fun. He will make out with you in a pool of blood, no way around it.

-At some point in your relationship you got sick, nothing fatal, really, but you sure looked dead. Rhaast never quite realized that you, a human, are, well, a human. Even with all the strength a human can muster, a monster could easily rip them apart, a bad infection could cost an arm, hell, even just an unfortunate sickness could mean death. He can’t remember the last time he felt pain but oh, seeing you like that made his heart ache in a way he never thought was possible. That made him a lot more protective of you.

-Other upsides are that, if you don’t have anything planned this weekend, get ready for an adventure on trying to find out methods to prolong your life!

NSFW:

-Rhaast is one horny piece of shit. He won’t force you if you aren’t in the mood but he’ll surely take every opportunity he has to make you needy.

-Don't expect some sweet or soft sex, c'mon, it's Rhaast, he'll fuck your brains out. Rough, fast, hard, best he can do is wait a bit for you to adjust.

-Sadistic and degrading. Bruises, cuts, bites. He loves hearing you cry out while calling you a whore.

-Funnily enough that goes both ways. Slap his face, yank him to your level with his horns, spit in his mouth and call him a good boy and he'd be rock hard.

-Definitely has a breeding kink.

-Would be up for pretty much anything really, if you have a fun or risky idea just tell him.

-Very sweet aftercare though. Rhaast will lick your tears away and hold you close. Depending on the surroundings he'd eather help you clean up or just make you a hot bath.

#league of legends #rhaast #darkin #lol #lol darkin #lol Rhaast #league Rhaast #rhaast x reader #league of legends rhaast

Talon with S/O headcanons

-For someone as seemingly cold and reserved as Talon, he sure loves physical contact. It took him some time to get used to it but now he melts into your everything.

-He sneaks up to you from behind at least once a day to hug you and rest his head between the crock of your neck. If he's feeling especially spicy he might just whisper some sweet nothings into your ear.

-He doesn't talk a lot but his actions speak for themselves. If he can, he'll snitch some flowers for you after a mission or bring you baked goodies.

-For someone as touch-starved as him, it sure took you a long time to convince him for you to attend his wounds. It became a tradition by now.

-He sometimes gets incredibly anxious that you might just cast him away. You proved time and time again that he is more than a weapon, that he is worth all the effort but sometimes he can't help himself but to fall. You'd often find him in the woods, sitting on a tree while carving wood animals. You'd break a leg by trying to reach him but you'd get there eventually. Saying nothing and just holding his hand.

-By the way, he's really good at wood carvings, he could probably start a small business by selling them. But for now you treasure each and every one of them in a glass cabinet

-And while we are already at talents, he's an ungodly good dancer and you just don't know how or when or why and what? But dancing with him, fooling around a bit, is always fun.

-His humour is unbelievable blunt and he is sometimes so straight forward that you have a hard time not to cry out laughing when you accompanied him into the house of Du Couteau.

-He once showed you how to craft daggers. It's an,,, unusual hobby but it’s actually fun. If you get bored you'd make daggers for him with cute flowery patterns or hearts or both! At first you thought he'd hate it, seeing how he raised an eyebrow, looking at the dagger you made for him. Then he started laughing, gave you a kiss and secured the dagger in one of his many pockets, that's just so in character for you. You have his wood collection, he has your dagger collection.