#ic {scaramouche}

[swordsxandxshadows]

Hey you. YOU. ARE HOT AS FUCK.

☯ Tell my muse something on anon! It could be anything! ☯

"Not to toot my own horn~"

"Oh, who am I kiddin'? I loooove talkin' 'bout myself~"

The robot laughed at his little joke. Being confident in everything that made up his entire being.

"I am a work of art if I do say so myself, babe. A masterpiece of metal perfection, a sculpture of alloy wonder, a feast for the eyes made of the finest steel. Glad you know have a good taste, beebee."

[swordsxandxshadows]

“It’s so adorable, the more angry Cas gets the cuter she acts. Just look at those precious widdle ears wiggle when she does~”

[swordsxandxshadows]

Scaramouche has appeared! What to do?

Ravish

Hold hands

Kick

Confess

[swordsxandxshadows]

"Oh, you're fun babe~"

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"make me" (scaramouche <3)

☯ &. 𝐬𝐮𝐛𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬. ☯

"Oh ho ho, someone wants to play it that way, huh? Who am I to deny a good time~"

There was a playful and flirty grin spread across the robotic man's features, optics hooded and giving their partner a very sultry look. His tone matching the look being given to the other. Clear as crystal that he was enjoying this intimate moment they were sharing, having always embraced the more sexual and permiscious side of himself. Being loud and proud of his sultry, flirty, and erotic nature, never shying away from it or trying to hide. Always down for some fun and having a good time in the bedroom.

Servos braced against the other's chest as he straddled their waist, running them along and up their being. Only stopping at the wrists before grabbing and pinning them down against the bed, cooeing seductively before nuzzling into their neck. Pressing close to their ears and speaking again, tone lower and more seductive.

"Let's see how long before you BEG, babe~"

Letting the words sink in, feeling the other shiver beneath them. Earning a chuckle and only encouraging what the mechanical man had planned. This was going to be a fun night.

"I'll try not to break you...too much, beebee~"

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"stop being so nice to me, jackass" (plagueontherun - scaramouche)

☯ " stop being so -" finish it in my ask. || @plague-on-the-run ☯

"Than you stop being so damn precious and I might, beebee~"

Was the hummed out response, grin plastered across the robot's features. Tone very teasing in nature.

"No promises though, cause you too cute for your own good chick-a-dee~"

[swordsxandxshadows]

[ WIPE ] Cas to Scaramouche or Jack (plagueontherun)

☯ ACTIONS MEME ⟶ PLATONIC & ROMANTIC TOUCHES! PART ONE | @plague-on-the-run ☯

[ WIPE ] for the sender to help the receiver clean themselves up after an injury!

“Really, you don’t have to worry so much about me like you do, beebee.”

It wasn’t like this was the first or last time that the robotic being would deal with injuries, after all came with his profession. Didn’t become number one like he had without some damage here and there, but just meant more experience with each one.

Even if in this instant, the damage done hadn’t been because of his work. No, his current state was curtesy of a random man who couldn’t handle rejection well. Not Scaramouche’s fault that the other wasn’t his type, never did like a pushy man who couldn’t take ‘no’ for an answer nor one that acted like he didn’t have any autonomy. Honestly, he could handle the unkind words thrown at him after, not like they were the first or last time he’d hear such words thrown at him BUT than that asshole just took it a step further than words. Attacking him afterwards after leaving the bar scene.

“Not like this is the first some limp dick didn’t take rejection well.”

Keeping his tone cheerful and nonchalant in nature, not seeming all that bothered with the injuries that had resulted in the unexpected brawl. Even if the guy had caught him off guard for the most part, waiting till the robot had undressed and unarmed himself before he struck, that didn’t mean he was getting the upper hand on him. No, there was a reason he was good at what he did and being backed into a corner like that showed just how resourceful he could be when he needed to be. 

Bright blues watching as Cass cleaned up around one of the gashes adorning his body, most damage relegated to his arms and head. Watching the oil and fluid paint the towel being used in the process.

“I mean, I get it I’m a hot piece of metal but I don’t just sleep with anyone. I do have standards, even for a ‘hoe bot’.”

There was a roll of his optics at the last word. Honestly, should come up with a better insult than that in his opinion. Those were just so weak.

“...gonna have to find a mechanic or something to patch these up. What a pain.”

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“What kind of fruit is this?” Liv @ Scaramouche!

☯ Cooking Sentence Starters ☯

"Oh, those little beauties are called cloudberries, beebee."

The mechanical man answered upon seeing the fruit that Olivia was holding up and looking at with curiosity in her eyes. While, there was no real need for the robot to go out and shop for produce given he didn't need to eat to maintain himself, that didn't mean he didn't get the urge to cook or try certain recipes every now and than. Overall cooking had become a fun little pastime to try and he found himself enjoying it when he did, plus it was a nice way to relax and unwind sometimes. Often going out of his way to buy anything strange or unusual in nature, stuff that wasn't common place or that just happen to catch his attention. It was sometimes amazing how many different fruits and veggies he could find that few even knew existed. It just made cooking more fun and interesting too when something that wasn’t common was used. A unique little treat in his opinion.

So, he had been prepping the cloudberries to try in a recipe he had found while thumbing his way through some online recipes on the web, when Olivia had come in. Features now bright and beaming, looking absolutely thrilled with to have her company once more. After all, they both seemed to get along with one another, shared some similar taste in areas, and enjoyed one another's company to a huge degree. The other becoming one of his gal pals and if he were bold — which given Scaramouche's overall character, he was indeed someone who would be considered bold among other things — he considered her a Bestie as well.

"They just caught my eye while I was shopping and I thought you'd like to try them out. Found a couple recipes while perusing the web to see what they could be used in, have enough to make the ones that seem tasty and just oh-so-cute too."

The bot practically sung as he spoke, absolutely delighted at the moment and gabbing away with the other. Attention split and equal between what he was currently making, what looked like small and cute little tarts, and the other.

"Welcome to try them if ya like chickadee and see what you think of them in their purest form before you try what I've made so far."

The tarts would need to cook before hand, but that didn't mean he had other things already prepared. If she liked the taste of the cloudberries than he'd break our the ice-cream cake and the parfaits he had made earlier. Hoping that both had turned out okay and that the other would like them.