luke | 23 | she/he/they | filo | taurus | aroace | genderfluid
indecisive | lazy | self indulgent writer
shit humor — inconsistent —has rizz(training order jk) — my english doesn't english sometimes
cat luvr • has 7 cats actually • plays genshin • ar 60 (I know, I haven't touched grass in months) • wanderer & kinich main • asia server
would carry you — free to add in genshin (just send an ask if you guys want my uid:D)
side blogs @lxkeeeeee @eishxn @lxkeee
Ꮺ works [red means nsfw]
DAYLIGHT [scaramouche x fem! reader]
KISS THE COOK [scaramouche x fem! reader]
FORBIDDEN TECHNIQUE [scaramouche x male! reader]
SEMPER FIDELIS [scaramouche x fem! reader]
KISS ME ONCE, KISS ME TWICE [scaramouche x fem! reader]
LOOK AT THE MIRROR MY LOVE [scaramouche x fem! reader]
NSFW HEADCANONS PT. 1 [scaramouche x fem! reader]
NSFW HEADCANONS PT. 2 [scaramouche x fem! reader]
OBVIOUSLY NOT THE FIRST TIME AND DEFINITELY WOULD NOT BE THE LAST [scaramouche x fem! reader]
BEHIND CLOSED DOORS [scaramouche x fem! reader]
ADDICTION [scaramouche x fem! reader]
GUNITA [scaramouche x gn! reader]
A MISTY MEMORY [5REEZE headcanons]
ONLY THEN, I AM HUMAN [albedo x male! reader]
VANILLA [kazuha x male! reader]
ANGST TROPES [4NEMO headcanons]
THE GENERAL AND THE SAMURAI [kazuha x male! reader]
ONE KISS [xiao x male! reader]
INTOXICATED YET SOBER THOUGHTS [xiao x gn! reader]
1600 DAYS [xiao x male! reader]
WORSHIP [scaramouche x fem! reader]
Ꮺ on-hold | discontinued works
INTOXICATED YET SOBER THOUGHTS
STOLAS
THE GENERAL AND THE SAMURAI
VANILLA
ONLY THEN, I AM HUMAN
GUNITA
Ꮺ objectives
Soulmates? What a load of bullshit [Scaramouche x fem! reader short fic]
Quietly Falling In Love [Scaramouche x Reader short fic with a little smau]
Ꮺ request or asks rules
I don't mind unhinged asks but please be respectful too
I don't do yandere au's it gives me an ick
I am fine with nsfw as longs as it's consensual.
I write solely for the male anemo characters ft. albedo
male, female, gender neutral, trans reader asks are accepted<3
are open to asks that just wants to get to know me
basically I accept any asks as long as it's not creepy or borderline insane but I am fine for unhinged simping like *ahem* rabid anon.
anyways, feel free to send me an ask! I don't bite—unless you're into that—just kidding! Although I can't promise to immediately write it since I am a busy college student after all, but asks will always be appreciated.
Ꮺ PERSONAL UPDATES
on a hiatus, won't be updating for awhile but I'll probably continue writing, not sure.
Hello, i don't mean to bother you about this again, but i noticed Stolas has been unpublished once again. I understand that it's discontinued, but i really like rereading fics. Your writing is wonderful and really helps distract me when i start overthinking about the state of the world.
It's ok if you want to keep it down. I totally understand! The last thing i want is to guilt trip you into leaving something out that you dislike. But if it isn't a problem, i would really love to have it in my collection!
Not really an ask lmao, sorry!
I hope you have a great day
Ah sorry!! I'm taking it down for a bit because I'm still trying to make a cover for it to fit my profile's aesthetic but don't worry!! ♡(੭`͈ ᐜ `͈)੭ I'll republish it as soon as I make a better cover for it and don't feel bad (*ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)ꕤ*.ﾟ I still want to republish it hehehe
SYNOPSIS: In which Balladeer, a famous streamer suddenly stopped streaming without any given notice. His fans don't know that he is just actually embracing the way of the househusband.
STATUS: to be started.
GENRE: social media au, fluff, crackfic.
CONTENT WARNINGS: images used in this fic do not belong to me, reader uses she/her prns and is fem bodied, cringe jokes, kys jokes, swearing, slightly suggestive, established relationship, chapters are like oneshot-esque, some chapters may include written parts, images used for y/n will not be the bases for your character and you're free to imagine the skin tone and other things that makes you you. Also, I'm not really used to using twitter that much so forgive me in advance if there are some moments the media wouldn't be understandable, messy plot lmao.
NOTES: this smau won't fully follow the anime plot.
CHARACTER PROFILES:
ACT ONE: SOCIAL MEDIA SHENANIGANS
0. PROLOGUE / tba.
ACT TWO: MARRIED LIFE SHENANIGANS
Tba.
TAGLIST: open! @im-lovely-stfu @liuaneee @sketcheeee @vxcmx @daydreamofrevi @justadvena6 @justkira-143 @alatussorrow @trulyylee @kuki-corrosion @featuredtofu @shyentsmissingpink @sakiimeo @cheriswag @materialgrowll @ichcocat @simonisferal @shutingstar @kazumiku @vashyuu @kwnikuzushi @aruatsu @kokoscutie @angelkazusstuff @dxrling-xing @zuhahearts @3lectraheart @ale-t13 @itsvynnie [28/50] (usernames in bold and blue means I can't tag you)
I apologize that I wasn't able to write this yet. I got completely busy with my academics especially now that I'm entering my final year of college and I went into a severe state of d*pression and I lost motivation to write and couldn't make the finalization with my story outline. Thankfully I'm slowly getting better now and I'm hoping I'll be able to write this once I finish school.
SYNOPSIS: In which Balladeer, a famous streamer suddenly stopped streaming without any given notice. His fans don't know that he is just actually embracing the way of the househusband.
STATUS: to be started.
GENRE: social media au, fluff, crackfic.
CONTENT WARNINGS: images used in this fic do not belong to me, reader uses she/her prns and is fem bodied, cringe jokes, kys jokes, swearing, slightly suggestive, established relationship, chapters are like oneshot-esque, has more written parts than the socmed parts, images used for y/n will not be the bases for your character and you're free to imagine the skin tone and other things that makes you you. Also, I'm not really used to using twitter that much so forgive me in advance if there are some moments the media wouldn't be understandable, messy plot lmao.
NOTES: this smau won't exactly follow the anime plot.
CHARACTER PROFILES: Teyvat Entertainment | The L/n-Raiden Couple | Annoying Fuckers | Fontainian Gang | Crazy Rich People | Others
ACT ONE
0. PROLOGUE / 01. Chat are you seeing this? / 02. I aim to please you. / 03. Bro just dipped. / 04. Iconic Bitches ft. Kunikuzushi. / 05. You're sweeter than the sweets you've baked. / 06. Do you guys think he died or something— / 07. Bro started food photography. / 08. Fuck off, I don't give my recipes that easily. / 09. Suspicious. / 10. Spotted in the wild. / 11. Leave me the fuck alone omg. / 12. Growing popularity. / 13. He likes his coffee with cream and two sugars. / 14. Fontaine. / 15. Are they back together? / 16. He's my husband.
ACT TWO
Tba.
TAGLIST: open! @im-lovely-stfu @liuaneee @sketcheeee @vxcmx @daydreamofrevi @justadvena6 @justkira-143 @alatussorrow @trulyylee @kuki-corrosion @featuredtofu @shyentsmissingpink @sakiimeo @cheriswag @materialgrowll @ichcocat @simonisferal @shutingstar @kazumiku @vashyuu @kwnikuzushi @aruatsu @kokoscutie @angelkazusstuff @dxrling-xing @zuhahearts @3lectraheart @ale-t13 @itsvynnie [28/50] (usernames in bold and blue means I can't tag you)
Going through my drafts is a wild ride 😭😭 past me what were you on?? Anyways I'll try to finish some and publish it cuz there's actually a few that I liked (*´ω｀*)
synopsis: in which we read the perspective of the costumers of Café Mon Amour as they watched a slow burn x mutual pining happening in real life between the always having a frown yet handsome barista and the cute yet flirty florist that works from the other side of the street.
genre: mutual pining, fluff, modern au, short drabble.
notes: I got this idea while I was getting my hair done hahahahaha. Also as usual my stories are still gonna be filled with so much commas because idk how to write properly like I still have trouble when to use certain symbols... Hahahaha I am self conscious of my writing style now rip.
notes: found this in my drafts and I thought it was cute and decided to finish it, might probably make a part two of this if people want that:)
The sounds of coffee being brewed, the occasional jingles of the bell from the cafe door, barista's working left and right, the smell of bitter coffee and the sweetness of the desserts are present in the air. Café Mon Amour is known for its relaxing atmosphere, good coffee and treats, the attractive set of baristas working and also the absolute movie like mutual pining that they can observe almost every single day.
Everyday at exactly 8 am the cafe doors would open and in comes the loveable florist from the other side of the streets and the barista already have her usual order ready.
The other costumers just find this scene very entertaining—even amusing, seeing the frown of Scaramouche's face—the barista—would immediately disappear as he just chuckles at whatever the florist could share to him that morning. The other baristas snickering at him, Venti clearly having an urge to snitch on Scaramouche's crush on the said florist, Xiao immediately placing a hand over the male's mouth to cover whatever words Venti wanted to say, Kazuha and Heizou just looking at the two before giving each other a side eye before giggling at each other.
“How's the sunflower you talked about before the one that you told me that didn't seem to be growing well?” Scaramouche asked with a raised eyebrow, ignoring his colleagues and [Name]'s eyes widen, sparkling even, “Wait! You remembered?!” She asked in shock making the indigo haired male scoff and roll his eyes with small blush on his cheeks, “Of course I would, you kept whining to me about it so it's hard to even forget it.” he says.
‘We know you remembered it during the first time she said it.’ the other costumers thought as they sipped their respective coffees.
“But still you remembered!” She exclaimed with a huge grin and the barista can only sigh.
They would watch the two engage in small talk despite the barista being known for not liking the idea of talking to people considering he would just glare and not say anything when someone orders to him.
They watched as the florist waved goodbye with her coffee in one hand and the barista gave a small wave and while having a nonchalant look on his face.
During afternoons, when the cafe is almost about to close, they would often see the same florist from that morning always bringing one type of flower and giving it to the barista.
They would just silently snicker as the barista would go red and flustered, she brought a sunflower this time.
This scene always happen every single day and one costumer even asked the other baristas if the two were dating and the baristas would just sigh and tells them no.
‘You're kidding, right?’
‘Unfortunately no.’
‘How long have they been you know...? Obviously pining for each other?’
‘Long enough that we ourselves are getting frustrated.’
‘Damn.’
Despite it being obvious, the two remained oblivious to how the other looked at them—with adoring looks and with pupils dilated. Still, it's frustratingly funny and endearing at the same time. For now, customers and the other baristas alike will let the two dance around each other's feelings for a while, they'll intervene eventually but for now they'll let them be.
SYNOPSIS: In which Balladeer, a famous streamer suddenly stopped streaming without any given notice. His fans don't know that he is just actually embracing the way of the househusband.
STATUS: to be started.
GENRE: social media au, fluff, crackfic.
CONTENT WARNINGS: images used in this fic do not belong to me, reader uses she/her prns and is fem bodied, cringe jokes, kys jokes, swearing, slightly suggestive, established relationship, chapters are like oneshot-esque, some chapters may include written parts, images used for y/n will not be the bases for your character and you're free to imagine the skin tone and other things that makes you you. Also, I'm not really used to using twitter that much so forgive me in advance if there are some moments the media wouldn't be understandable, messy plot lmao.
NOTES: this smau won't fully follow the anime plot.
CHARACTER PROFILES:
ACT ONE: SOCIAL MEDIA SHENANIGANS
0. PROLOGUE / tba.
ACT TWO: MARRIED LIFE SHENANIGANS
Tba.
TAGLIST: open! @im-lovely-stfu @liuaneee @sketcheeee @vxcmx @daydreamofrevi @justadvena6 @justkira-143 @alatussorrow @trulyylee @kuki-corrosion @featuredtofu @shyentsmissingpink @sakiimeo @cheriswag @materialgrowll @ichcocat @simonisferal @shutingstar @kazumiku @vashyuu @kwnikuzushi @aruatsu @kokoscutie @angelkazusstuff @dxrling-xing @zuhahearts @3lectraheart @ale-t13 @itsvynnie [28/50] (usernames in bold and blue means I can't tag you)
husband! scaramouche who doesn't necessarily need to eat but took the initiative to cook every meal his wife needed, 10/10 best cook.
husband! scaramouche who grumbles in annoyance that he has to wear the bright pink kiss the cook apron Childe gave him because his wife found it cute on him.
husband! scaramouche who developed a habit of kissing his wife's wedding ring everytime he's holding her hand.
husband! scaramouche who grumbles all the time when he and his wife shopped together, his hands carrying multiple shopping bags as he follows her around, quote on quote, “I will follow you to the ends of Teyvat with mild complaining.”
husband! scaramouche who insists on making her spend his money despite her being rich herself.
husband! scaramouche who likes to sleep on his wife's lap because he finds it comfortable despite not really needing sleep, her thighs are so soft that he just finds himself dozing off.
husband! scaramouche who has to deal with childe's teasing about him being down bad and a simp which he didn't agree nor he denied, he just told him to off himself as he grumbles back to his shared room with her.
husband! scaramouche despite being married to her for how many centuries, he still longs for her and would pull her very close to him as they slept.
husband! scaramouche who sometimes cries as he feels his wife's rough and calloused hands on his face, her thumbs caressing his cheeks, he just melts in her touch.
husband! scaramouche who would glare at his low ranked subordinates who kept on eyeing his wife as they worked, making those said subordinates training worse than others.
husband! scaramouche who oftentimes write letters for his wife in the middle of the night as she slept peacefully, leaving those said letters at her bedside table before going back under the covers with her, immediately wrapping his arms around her waist and pull their bodies closer.
husband! scaramouche who just smirked at his wife's reaction to his letters because he writes the most poetic and romantic words for her, even would tease her about it.
His letters are often the most romantic or the horrendously down bad, there's no in-between.
husband! scaramouche loving it when his wife would just pepper his face with feather like kisses, leaving lipstick marks all over his face.
husband! scaramouche who kept on moving on his seat to teased her as she did his red eyeliner.
husband! scaramouche who waits impatiently for her in their shared bedroom and would immediately pull her inside once she knocks, closes and locks the door and pushed her against the wall, claiming her lips as his, missing her very dearly considering their offices are right next to each other.
husband! scaramouche who just falls more inlove with her each day.
I love the soulmate au sm!! He would spoil us so good <3 we’re soulmates and imagine being shocked to see your soulmate is a stunning man with an attitude (he probably refuses to believe ur his soulmate but he can’t deine that you are)
AND SCARA GETTING DRUNK AND MARRYING SOMEONE SOUNDS LIKE THE PERFECT SMAU
Right?! Skdbjz I'll probably write it when I have free time XD
kinktober day 1: lovebites and overstimulation (edit: this was supposed to be a kinktober series but I got lazy)
synopsis: scaramouche noticed the way his wife has been rather too friendly to a certain ginger harbinger.
warnings: marking, overstimulation, rough scaramouche, scaramouche using vulgar words (not surprised since it's him we're talking about), scaramouche using the endearment “love” for (y/n), mention of the words cock, breasts, and entrance, soft dom scaramouche.
notes: I don't know if I can continue the whole kinktober month but I'll try lmao | mature themes ahead banner is by @cafekitsune
Scaramouche's eyes narrowed possessively as he noticed his wife animatedly speaking with a certain annoying and ginger haired harbinger. The snowstorm outside the Zapolyarny Palace continues to blow harshly, sharp winds can be heard and small hailstones hitting the roof of the palace but the Balladeer didn't care, he could only glare at how friendly his wife is being with Tartaglia, he trusts (y/n) but he doesn't trust Tartaglia—especially how the tall male is looking at her with adoration.
His eyebrows furrowed before taking strong and powerful steps towards the two, the heels of his winter boots clicking against the white tiles of the palace.
(y/n) or also known by her harbinger title as Brighella, she stopped talking as she felt an arm wrapped around her waist, tilting her head slightly to see Scaramouche with a fake smile on his face as he looks at Childe, she could tell that he was annoyed him. “You two certainly looked like you're having fun talking to each other, mind if I join you?" Scaramouche asked with a forced smile making Childe laugh in amusement, “We were just talking about my mission back in Liyue and how Signora made a fool of me.” Childe says with a sigh, (y/n) laughing softly beside Scaramouche with her hand to cover her own chuckles. Scaramouche rolls his eyes at the taller male, “Why are you surprised? You make a fool of yourself every single day.” The Balladeer deadpans and earned him a sharp elbow to the waist by his wife which he just inhale sharply.
“Now, now comrade, be nice. We were also talking about a certain funeral consultant named Zhongli. That man doesn't know how to manage money.” Childe sighs and (y/n) just chuckles softly, “With the way you're speaking about him, I'm starting to think you adore him in some way Ajax.” (y/n) says softly and Childe stammers—not sure it's from how (y/n) noticed his adoration for the consultant or with how she said Ajax—Scaramouche doesn't care what the reason is but he's certainly possessive. Scaramouche tightens his hold around her waist as he gave Tartaglia a forced smile, “We would love to stay and chat but we have some important documents to finish back in our office. Come now, love.” Scaramouche says as he pulled her alongside him as she tried to protest but giving up and just gave Childe a defeated wave, clearly already knowing what awaits her behind closed doors.
When they arrived to their room, Scaramouche locked the door before pressing her against the wall, one hand holding her chin, “You were rather too friendly with Tartaglia, love. I didn't like the way he looked at you.” He says softly with a hint of annoyance, eyes heavy and half-lidded as he gaze at her. His cold hand caressing her cheek and jawline, “You know he only sees me as an older sister, right?” she chuckles softly as Scaramouche pressed his forehead against hers, her fox ears folded against her head when their foreheads made contact, fox tail appearing and swaying excitedly. “I know, love. But I can't helped it.” he murmurs before gently biting her lower lip with his teeth, pulling it down teasingly before finally closing the gap between them.
He presses her more against the wall, pinning her hands at her side, intertwining their hands together—squeezing it as their lips moved against each other. “mhm, part your lips for me love.” he softly murmurs against her lips and (y/n) nodded softly, parting her lips slightly for him and allowing his tongue to enter her mouth. (y/n) moans softly against his lips as she felt his hot and wet tongue explore her mouth, tongues dancing around each other erotically. Their eyes closed as they focused the sensations they felt from one another. “You're mine, you hear me? You belong to me.” he whispers huskily against her lips before parting away from it, a trail of saliva connecting their lips together. He smirked and let's out an amused chuckle as he sees the dazed look in her eyes.
Without effort and taking advantage of her dazed look, he flipped her away from the wall and pushed her into their bed, her fox ears standing up in surprise as a dark red hue covered her cheeks as he climbed on top of her.
Clothes were discarded and no matter how many times they fucked each other they would never get tired of looking at each other bare, they would never fail in getting flustered just by seeing each other naked. Scaramouche hovers above her, pale skin glistening against the chandelier light, his cock long somewhere around 7 inches, not too girthy and throbbing while (y/n) lie beneath him, hair sprawled against the mattress, a pink hue on her cheeks. Both of them the epitome of perfection. “Beautiful.” he mutters before leaning down once more to kiss her passionately, hands exploring each other's bare skin. His hand playfully teasing the nipples of her breasts, taking the hardened peak between his fingers and teased it while the other hand massaged her other breasts, (y/n) can only mewl and moan softly against his lips from the sensations he's giving her. Each touch sending an electric current through her spine, making her back arch.
Scaramouche grins against her lips as he moved his other hand down to her pussy, teasing and rubbing her clit just the way she likes it, (y/n) gasped as she parted away from the kiss, loud moans escaping her lips as Scaramouche expertly knew her body and the way he teased and rubbed her oh so sensitive nub, “'mm kuni.... it fee-feels so go-good.” she whimpers and Scaramouche kissed her neck, sucking on her skin, “Only I.... can make you feel like this, love.” he grins mischievously as he continues to leave hickies around her throat. “mhm you belong to me.” he whispers as he slipped a finger to her tight hole, thrusting his long and slender fingers—the frictions making lewd squelching sounds as she gasps and moaned in pleasure, “ha'ah... yes... yes.. only you...” she mewls out and he smirks, “yes, good girl.” he says before adding another finger, scissoring his movements to prepare her for him, curling his fingers inside her tight walls. He groans, “fu-fuck... so tight... Mhm, so wet for me.”
He continues to thrust his fingers insider her, her moans getting louder with each thrust, “Stop te-teasing me!” she moans out and he can only chuckle mischievously, “I'm just teaching you a lesson, love.” he says as he increases the speed of his fingers, making the knot she felt in her stomach tighten as she felt her orgasms coming, “ha'ah... ku-kuni! I'm gonna... I'm gonna I'm going to cu—” her words were cut off as she let out a sharp gasp as she orgasmed around his fingers. Scaramouche smirked as he pulls out his fingers covered in her slick, bringing his digits into his mouth, tasting her essence. (y/n) blushed as she watched him licked his own fingers clean before capturing her lips with his own, she could taste herself from his mouth. “You taste absolutely delicious as always, love.” he says with half-lidded eyes as their lips parted from each other, just a few millimeters away. He grins as he aligns his cock to her entrance, her eyes widened in surprise, “But I just came!? I'm still so sensiti—haa mhmm..." her voice trails off as her eyes rolled back in pleasure as he slowly slipped himself inch by inch, “haa... so tight... fuck... you fe-feel so good.” he groans out.
Skin slapping against skin was heard as Scaramouche began to thrust, slow and gentle at first before it became harsh and rough. Drool was slipping down her parted lips from moaning so much, the bed creeks from each movement of his hips against hers, Scaramouche groans against her neck, sucking on her skin and left so many purple colored hickies on her skin. “so tight... so warm and we-wet.” he groans out and (y/n) can no longer form coherent thoughts and words as she could only think how good his cock is and how amazing he is, he smirks—not stopping on moving his hips against hers, “You love this don't you? My cock inside you... you can bar-barely form any co-coherent words, love.” he moans out as he felt her clenched around him, “ar-archons... you feel so good...” he says and she can only whimper and moan in response, he can feel himself getting closer to climax and he can tell she's also close too. “'mm so cl-close...” she whimpers and he smirked, “cum for me love, let's cum together.” he says and she nodded slowly and picked up the pace of his thrusts. Moans and the sound of skin slapping harshly against skin can be heard before they screamed each other's names.
Thick ropes of cum spurted out of him, coating her walls white as she orgasmed too and clenched around him. He gasped before gently withdrawing himself from her entrance and lie beside her, cuddling her as he kissed her forehead. “You... we're amazing, love.” he murmurs softly, the sound of their deep breathing filling the room and she can only whimper. “Let me take care of you.” he softly says as he began his aftercare for her.
synopsis: the fatui members never ever questions the harbingers—no matter how weird, how unusual, and how out of character for them or else they would be goners in a blink of an eye.
notes: fluff, slightly suggestive at the end. No smut.
The sixth harbinger—harbingers rather, for a long time the seat has always been occupied by two people—Scaramouche and his wife, [y/n]. Though, Scaramouche is the one who leads their faction of soldiers most of the time as [y/n] usually plays the role as his assistant.
The fatui soldiers made a silent agreement to never question the harbinger ways, especially the couple's relationship—as they never saw the two being so openly affectionate with one another. Some rumors say they were married for political reasons, some rumors also say that they never genuinely loved each other. They don't even know the story of how they got married.
That's what they think.
The scene is very comical if you ask me, fatui soldiers eyeing each other in attempt of communicating to each other as if asking if they saw what they're seeing.
Scaramouche stood confidently Infront of their soldiers, strong and powerful—his presence is enough to make the entirety of the fatui soldiers shake in fear, they're afraid of him and his sadistic tendencies and he knows it and he loves it. Scaramouche stood Infront of his soldiers, barking out remarks to his men.
The comical thing is, a certain harbinger lies comfortably on his shoulder. [y/n] now on her fox form, curled up comfortably on top of her husband's shoulder, her tail used as a pillow as she purred softly near his ear. Scaramouche occasionally bringing his hand up to rub her fox ears making her purr before bringing his hand down again and rested it on his hips.
“You pathetic fools! You had one job! And you fucked it up!” He says, voice seething and bouncing around their office inside the Zapolyarny Palace. His voice making their soldiers shake in fear. “I ordered all of you to keep an eye and watch the traveler and now you're telling me you lost her?!” he seethes, [y/n] just snuggling closer to his neck, her fluffy tail swinging back and forth in amusement.
“But Sir, we did try to keep an eye out on her but she just dis-dis-disappeared! She was just standing near the Statue of the Seven in Mondstadt and she just vanished into thin air!” a soldier stammers in fear, Scaramouche's eye twitched at the tone of the soldier's voice and his pathetic excuse. The air cackle with electro from his delusion, his fingers twitching with the urge to kill the man. “Do you think I'm a fool? Do you hear how idiotic you sound right now?” He seethes and the soldiers began to shake even more from the fear they felt. This is it, this is their doom.
[y/n] sighs before changing her position, now sitting comfortably on his shoulder. She brought her paw to poke her husband's cheek—causing him to flinch in surprise, he was about to go off but then realized it's his wife. His eyes soften and his anger slowly disappearing. He exhaled a tired and annoyed sigh, they talked about this—how he shouldn't let his anger cloud his judgement and make rash decisions. She need not to use her voice to remind him, her paw is sufficient enough to remind him. “Yes. I know, I know.” Scaramouche mutters in annoyance, pinching the bridge of his nose before glaring at his soldiers once more making them flinch in fear. “Whatever, all of you are dismissed. Leave before I changed my mind!” He barks angrily making the soldiers quickly left their office.
[y/n] chuckles as she jumps down from his shoulder, with a poof—she transformed back to her humanoid form. Scaramouche sighs and crossed his arms, “Happy now?” he asked and she giggles, “Very much, I'm so proud of you.” She said softly and Scaramouche closed the gap between them as he embraced her and bury his face at the crook of her neck—inhaling her familiar scent, cherry blossoms and lavender. His hands lazily tracing circles at her back. “Does the Balladeer want a reward for managing his anger?” she asked teasingly and he groans, “Shut up,” he mutters against her skin, “Affectionately.” he added, making her chuckle.
Scaramouche reluctantly left her embrace as he once again lean towards her and kisses her forehead, her fox ears folding against her head as he kissed her. His lips leaving her skin as he gazed at her with half-lidded eyes, placing a hand on her chin and pulled her towards him—pressing her lips against his.
A short and tender kiss is what they shared before parting away slowly, his hands cupping her face affectionately. “You know, I might as well accept your offer of rewarding my good behavior.” he says huskily, he could see her tail freezing in excitement before intertwining his hand with hers and pulled her towards their bedroom.
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end notes:
I'll write more short fics of their moment with her in her fox form and also,
rabid anon I miss you 😔
sorry for being gone for a long time, I've been suffering with burnt out and with also with school
anyways, husband scaramouche is so Aaron Warner coded.
