Some randomized relationship headcanons for the wife rotation:
Characters: (in this order –>) Flins, Wanderer, Kabukimono, Albedo, Venti & Dahlia, Kazuha, Xiao, Columbina, Layla, Kokomi, Arlecchino, Freminet, Durin x GN!Reader
Warnings: crack (cause I can't take writing headcanons seriously), meowing/purring, nothing explicit but there's mentions of sexual intercourse (Kunikuzushi, Albedo, Venti & Dahlia), polyamorous relationships (Venti & Dahlia), Freminet's & Durin's parts can be interpreted as platonic or romantic.
Flins:
You guys are already married. You're just not aware of it yet.
Does some weird fae courting shit that you don't understand the meaning of. (He knows damn well that you don't btw, but you need to understand that he has to have that cookie.)
Gives you a lot jewelry that you naively accept without thinking much of it, which is an incredibly dumb move when dealing with someone of his kind; You don't take nor give anything to a fae, as everything can be used to steal your soul, even your name.
Of course, he won't do that (unless...) but just pointing out how stupid this is.
If you have horns he will definitly hang a few necklaces/bracelets on them.
He's not claiming you or anything! (Liar) but other men will see the everchanging set of jewelry on your head and decide you're too expensive for them.
Can't purr, but the sound of flickering flames is close enough I guess.
Wanderer:
Doesn't. Just not.
Relationships, I mean.
You two live in the same house, share the same bed, and every single soul who knows you swears that you have something going on but you deny it everytime.
Wanderer mostly cause he hates everyone, including himself.
He is convinced he doesn't deserve you, but as long as your relationship doesn't have a label he technically doesn't have you. (He's so delulu lmao)
You never asked any questions because you're just glad this soping wet cat of a man is letting you exist in his vicinity.
Also because you're afraid if you do as much as mention it he will go back to the hissing at you the moment you look his way faze.
I just know Nahida was the one playing matchmaker during your early days. Y'know, giving you joint assignments, and sending you to long "research trips" where you end up having to share too much personal space.
Also, he purrs. How you ask? He just does. Teyvat has its own rules. I do not make them.
Kabukimono:
Yes, he and Wanderer are two different people to me.
Kabukimono always liked you, he just didn't realize what where his feelings at first.
That is, until you addmitted to seeing him as an adorable little brother figure, and he suddenly felt dead inside.
Which doesn't make sense! You called him adorable, didn't you? He should be happy!
He sulks about it for so long that Niwa takes pity on him and gives him... tips on how to woe you.
He may or may not have teached him some stuff that he shouldn't have (💀)
I think you know how things go from here on...
No, I will not elaborate.
Actually, I'll give you something: Sex with him is so wholesome because he wasn't raised with human standards and doesn't see it the way most people do. Body parts are body parts, they're all the same to him and he doesn't understand why you feel so embarrassing about some of them.
Since Kabu's a puppet I like to headcanon that he doesn't really feel or get anything out of sex which is another reason why it's so wholesome. He helps you get off because it makes you happy and if you're happy then he's happy.
Just like Wanderer, Kabukimono can purr, he just hasn't discovered how to do it. Yet.
Albedo:
Another fucker who doesn't put a label on your relationship.
Except, he genuinely thought you already knew you are dating.
You had sex together once and he was like "that means we're together, right?" (Vro does not touch enough grass to know hooking up is a thing
It didn't help that you kept coming back for more lmao.
Listen, he cleaned you up and made you food and kept asking you "Are you alright?" over and over again during the whole process. Your ex didn't take care of you that way. You can't just not come back.
It's not until that time he introduced you as his partner to Sucrose that you realized the miscommunication.
You wait until she leaves and then you're like "??? I thought we were fuck buddies."
He's low-key hurt, but when you tell him that you don't go for someone else for these stuff even when he's busy because other people don't make you feel as good he jumps at the opportunity to make shit official.
"A date."
"A date?"
"Going out on dates is an essential part of a relationship, yes? How about tomorrow?"
Cannot purr. Gold had the opportunity to do something great for the world and she refused
Venti & Dahlia:
DRINKING BUDDIES.
I think I'll go with deity!reader for this one because I really like the idea of Dahlia being this little guy who somehow got sandwiched by two very revered/feared divine entities only to find out they are actually some silly goofs.
Also the yummy yummy angst potential of religious guilt.
I just know he sits a lot in the cuck chair LMAO.
Something something not wanting to taint you with his mortal hands something something it's already scarligious enough that he gets to watch.
It takes you too long to actually coax him into actually joining instead of just sitting in the corner looking constipated.
Cries literal tears from the guilt, but it feels too good for him to deny it <3
Pillow princess FRFR.
Not that he doesn't like to top or anything, but his stamina is quiet... lacking compared to you and Venti.
He gets so embarrassed about it too (😭)
And speaking of Venti.
He adores it when you guys help trim his feathers. Or just touch them in general.
Pats, rubs, brushes; he doesn't discriminate!
Also you and Venti were probably already dating before adding Lia into the mix. The conversation goes something like this:
"So, a pink haired twink. Barbatos, are we for real right now?"
"He's your type...?"
"... Fair."
Remember; he is the wind itself, which means he probably can mimic any noise, so technically he can purr too. On comand even!
I don't think Dahlia can purr. You probably can tho!
Kazuha:
HEAR ME OUT GUYS! Inazuman noble reader who ran away from their abusive household and their faithful samurai Kazuha who swore himself a blade to them.
Basically the japanese version of the prince/princess x knight trope.
It starts as a two sided admiration; you for his kindness and strength in battle, and him for your wits and ability to manipulate people easily to your whims.
He could've been very well swayed by your honeyed words to serve you, and yet he wouldn't mind if that was the case— (fucking simp.)
That's how he realizes he's in love with you.
He starts writing poetry for you, but here's the thing, he always did write words of admiration and respect for you, but this time you couldn't shake the feeling that the tone of these newer pieces is bit... different.
Despite realizing that he has not so platonic feelings for you, he still treats you the same, if only out of respect and admiration.
Which only makes it harder to decipher what those verses mean.
Essentially, you're just verbally edging each other for like four to five seasons before the long awaited kissing scene.
Never mind, actually Kazuha's the only one getting edged here. You're busy playing detective.
Sadly cannot purr, but will definitly meow if you ask.
Xiao:
Another sad wet cat of a man that you probably had to wait centuries for him to finally open up to you.
You mastered the art of cooking almond tofu just to bribe this mofo into hanging out with you too.
But it's worth it, I swear!
Because now, you get to watch him napping, His cheek cutely squeeshed against the pillows (or your titties, no matter how small or big) and his adorably flustered face when he wakes up and first thing he sees is you staring at him <3
Adepti don't sleep my ass.
Very weird about physical contact. He doesn't know what he's supposed to touch and what he's not allowed to. Can he hold your hand? You did that multiple times before, but is he allowed to initiate it?
You literally sleep on the same bed, but domestic abuse/marital rape is thing, y'know. He can never too careful.
Loves, loves when you scratch his wings. It will take him another century to show them to you, let alone letting you lay your grabby little fingers on them but with some convincing...
They're high-key sensitive af, so he always burries his face in a pillow when you're having your fun.
If you heard anything. No, you didn't, or else you're never seeing them again.
No purring for this one, sadly. Do you think chirping can make up for it?
Columbina:
Hand holding!!!
She seems so dainty, but when she grabbed your hand for the first time, she almost crushed your hand in her grip.
The kuuhenki adore you and like to shower you with small little trinkets every now and then. (Most of which are stuff they took to Columbina and she decided that you might like to have them.)
All kinds of animals flock to you. A bird literally flow straight to your palm once and it was the best feeling ever!
Your dates consist of you bringing a new dish every week or so to try coaxing her out of her man(woman?)cave and take walk out with you.
Basically, you're making her touch grass. (💀)
She tells you that she will take you to the moon with her. Your clueless ass thinks that's just her way of flirting.
You asked her to meow once. She decided that she likes it and started randomly doing it when speaking with other people. (You have created a monster)
Is this what they call facing the consequences of one's actions?
Layla:
Eepi elf girlfriend go brrr.
Stay at home comfy couche dates are the go to way of spending time together!
Since she sleeps mid writing a lot, some sentences ends up being barely legible. You always rewrite those papers for her.
Physical contact!
Doesn't matter what type; holding hands, linking pinkis, hugs of any form, whatever you give she will return.
She especially likes it when you cuddle on the couche <3 and you feel so loving and warm and safe and and....
....She fell asleep.
This position is bad for her back. Maybe you should carry her to bed?
Before you could reach a conclusion, she's suddenly up again!
...It's other Layla on her way to continue, well Layla's work.
No, you don't flirt with other Layla. It feels like cheating, even if they're technically the same person.
You do have cute cooking "dates" from time to time tho!
Can she purr? I'm afraid I do not have enough lore of her yet, so this question will stay unanswered for the unforeseeable future.
Is she willing to meow? Yes. But it's like, the most dead inside meow you've ever heard in your life. So, not as cute as you thought it would be.
Kokomi:
Fish lady!
She has a very specific scent to her, most people can't smell it but if you have a particularly strong nose; I'm praying for you cause that fish stank is strong.
Kokomi baths regularly tho! I guess it's just something that has to do with her bloodline...
Also she tops. Trust me on this one chat, I know what I'm saying.
Something about her being a responsible leader raking care of her subject...
She's married to her work as much as she is married to you, so your "dates" mostly consist of you visiting her workplace with a cup of tea and a few sweets to have a chat while she works.
If she's in a good enough mood she'll let you sit on her lap!
But only if there's no one else around. She has a picture to uphold.
I think you and Gorou team up on Kokomi every once in a while to make her take a rest.
...No, I... I don't think fish can purr.
Arlecchino:
DADDY—
Low-key one of the healthiest relationships on this list (💀)
She seems so intimidating at first but is actually such a gentle lover <3
Her favorite activity is dressing you up like a doll!
I just know your closet is filled with sets of outfits like Ciel's from Black Butler.
She also invites you to Sandrone's tea parties just to have The Marionette's and The Fair Lady's opinion on your slay fit. (She's not dead, shut—)
Everyone on that table creeps you the fuck out, except for maybe the captain and la signora cause they're the only semi-normal people there.
You don't do dates and are usually introduced as an ally of hers to her less pleasent colleagues.
It's for your own safety. Which you know and understand; you don't want to fall in dottore's grasp.
What you do, however, is shopping sprees that are disguised as acts of diplomacy from her end.
The children at the House of the Hearth love you. They always wait for your next visit! (Mostly because you bring gifts to them lmfao)
At some point, they started calling you mother— I don't care what gender you are. To them you will always be mother.
No, just no. She cannot purr and definitely won't meow. Don't try asking her, don't even think of asking her. The consequences are not worth it.
NEVER MIND SHE WOULD, meow I mean— put on a cute pair of cat ears even (You can match!)
Freminet:
Shy diver boy!
I think he'll be so fun to tease <3 like he's so reactive to the smallest of compliments, let alone touches.
I think if you are patient enough, he will eventually open up and start rambling non-stop about his hyperfixations.
Will definitly teach you a thing or two if you ask! But I don't think you'll even need to because he'll probably grab your hands and try to show you how to do this or that mid-rumble without realizing what he's doing.
Gets so flustered when you point it out and has to go cool down a bit. (😭)
Will teach you how to swim if you can't, but fifty percent of your future hang outs/dates will consist of him taking you diving to show you this cool place he found.
I mean, you can always opt out but he's so excited it'll eat at you for the rest of your life if you accidentally crushed that smile by doing so
Definitely can't purr. Will meow if you ask him, but he'll be too embarrassed you won't see him for a whole week after. (😔)
Durin:
DURIN DURIN DURIN—
Sorry ma bad.
Can't take a compliment. (This is cannon, you cannot fight me)
Can take headpats tho!
Just... try to not injure your hand with the pointy pointy horns on his head.
Seriously, he'll feel so bad if you do, and the headpat won't feel as fulfilling anymore :(
Very good boy <3 Always eager to please! So make sure to show your appreciation for him to get him used to those compliments and keep that spark in his eyes!
Can and will purr.
He gives weird kid who likes to meow vibes, so there's that too I guess.
This is just for fun! So feel free to add your bits and pieces<3
In which they react to having to share a bed with you while traveling, assuming they have already caught feelings for you
Includes in this order -> Kabukimono, Scaramouche, Wanderer
Tags: fluff, mutual pining
Links: nav | masterlist
Kabukimono
very flustered, immediately offers to sleep on the floor
“i'm just a puppet anyways… i really don’t mind” meanwhile he looks like a deer caught in headlights, hands shaking
ofc you offer to share the bed (shame on you if you dont) and he asks like a million times if you’re sure its okay
lay in the bed and lift the blanked for him to slip in next to you and he might die
did i mention he's flustered yet
like he just doesn't really know what to do with himself. his instinct is to be affectionate but also you're in bed together and he doesn't want to make it weird so he's a bit overwhelmed
will try to stick to his side to not make you uncomfortable
if you decide to cuddle up to him you’ll hear a flustered gasp but he’ll lean into you and wrap his arms around you as well
he won't let go all night, all he needed was a sign that this isn't weird for you
he’ll pretend to be asleep for longer in the morning to cuddle more
Scaramouche
“congratulations, you get to sleep on the floor, worm.”
please hold your ground against him
he’ll eventually agree begrudgingly to share the bed, but insists on you staying on your side
"don't complain about surprise amputations if your limbs end up on my side." he says that with his signature grin though so he's joking. probably.
he’ll lay down and immediately turn his back to you (he’s flustered but shhhh)
in the night you feel the mattress shifting and suddenly there’s arms around you and warmth against your back
you can feel his sleepy grumbles against your neck, you presume it's sleep talking because there's no way he's conscious of what he's doing
imagine him in the morning slowly waking up and realising what position he’s in after a few seconds
face red, yelling about why you didn’t stay on your side, pushing you away
say “actually you’re on my side” and he’ll glare at you but shut up
he’d rather die than admit his feelings or show any sign of them so he'll pretend this never happened until he's ready to face it
Wanderer
he’d wait until you say something
he will not let you sleep on the floor tho that is out of the question
if you suggest to share the bed he’ll hesitate for a second before agreeing
its bc he feels so uncertain about it and he hates uncertainty. He doesn’t want to get too attached because he doesn’t know how you feel about him. And sleeping in the same bed as the person he likes? There’s no way that won’t make him feel even more for you.
and it makes him feel so stupid too bc it's not like him to hesitate so much and to overthink
but despite all his doubts he’ll still share the bed with you. Because you asked. He won’t say that tho.
he’ll stick to his side
if you cuddle up to him he’ll say something along the lines of “you shouldn’t want to be so close to me” but he wont push you away. he doesn’t want to.
bonus points if you ask him if "this is okay" after you cuddled up to him. His voice will be gone for a few seconds before he mumbles a shaky "uhm...yeah." pls you being caring melts him
in the morning he won’t move away when he wakes up unless you do. he’ll just lay there and contemplate about how doomed he is. Thoughts like “i'm so stupid for letting myself get so attached” and “i need to get away before they inevitably leave first”
but he won’t do anything about it because he does want your presence and affection. he's just trying to be cautious but kinda miserably failing and giving into you
Happy Birthday to my beloved Wanderer. It makes me so happy watching him go from a wounded villain to a man now on a journey to heal and transition to a better future.
I hope he absolutely curb stomps Dottore during or after Nod Krai too.
Here's some Kabukimono x Y/N to celebrate today.
"Am I doing it right? Like this?" Kabukimono panted as he thrust into your cunt for the third time that week.
"Yes that's perfect. Just keep moving please."
You hold onto the wall in front of you. His hands remain firmly placed on your hips. Kabukimono had only been taught what sex was just the month before, yet already he was moving with much more confidence than before.
You whimper softly as he pushes in deeper. His thrusts were turning fast and desperate, making your legs tremble slightly as his head slammed against your g spot.
Suddenly he leans forward, seizing you by the waist as he speeds up even more. You struggle a little in an attempt to stay upward but Kabukimono doesn't know his own strength. And his arms become like unbreakable steel around your middle, locking you in place as his own moans become breathy and wild. Matching your own as the squelching of your sexes filled the air.
"I'm sorry Miss Y/N! My dick feels so good right now...so good in your pussy!~" He rasps sweetly in your ear.
You go limp. Letting him pound deeper into your cunt. His chin rests on your shoulder as you cry out for more. The feeling of his balls against your clit is already making you feral again.
"Please keep going!~ Kabu... I'm getting close!~"
"Really?"
Kabukimono doesn't stop but he angles his hips a little. Assaulting your sensitive spot as he continues to hold you up at that point. You squeal with ecstasy. Barely able to think as you struggle to speak.
"Ah!~ Kabu you're hitting against my -!"
"It feels good doesn't it? This way you'll pee again too. Don't worry I remember."
"You're trying to -"
You barely have time to finish your sentence before a rather precise thrust hits you just right. You cry out, your lower body muscles tighten. Kabukimono feels your pussy squeezing him and doubles down on his movements. Not stopping until you feel the coolness of his cum spurt inside of you. And you feel your body squirt onto the floor beneath you.
Kabukimono doesn't release you right away. Holding you tightly against him as he softens enough to pull out.
Yet once he does let go, he doesn't finish there. Instead waits as you turn around and kneels before you. Obediently spreading your thighs and easing your legs over his shoulders before lapping up his own cum. Cleaning your pussy and shoving his tongue in deep enough to make you squirm. Just like you taught him.
Your fingers tangle in his indigo locks. Pulling him against you as he eagerly suckles your still swollen clit and teases it gently.
You moan sweetly. Letting him devour you while you struggle to stay in control.
Your sweet Kabukimono was improving quickly. You feared soon that he may even have you on your knees with how fast he was mastering new techniques.
You whine as you squeeze your thighs around his head. He doesn't say anything. Just continues to moan gently against your opening as your lewd sounds encourage him to keep going.
He holds you in place by the hips again. His hands sliding upward as he pulls you against his face even more. Practically suffocating himself as you lose your hold on the wall.
Kabukimono hears your lewd cry. Not daring to ease up now as he continues to hold your lower body hostage while your arms and head lay pitifully against the floor. Your back arched mid air as you turn to jelly.
Finally after a few more seconds, you feel your climax wash over you once again.
You're shaking as Kabukimono finally looks at you. His cheeks still glistening with your juices. There's something in his eyes that seems different somehow. Where curiosity and innocence once lay a few weeks ago, there now seemed to be genuine desire and a quiet confidence that bordered on pride. It made your heart race.
He really was a fast learner wasn't he?
"Kabu..." You pant softly.
The young man merely smiles at you as he adjusts your position again. Moving between your thighs as he slides his cock into your overstimulated hole.
"You said that I could continue today as much as I wanted right? Did you mean it Miss Y/N? You did didn't you?" His tone bordered on something between lust and hesitation.
He knew you were getting tired. But he clearly wanted more. You had honestly forgotten that today was his birthday.
But a promise was still a promise.
"Okay Kabu." You reach down and tease your clit a little. "I can handle a few more rounds. Please fuck me deeply again ~"
"Are you certain? Alright. I'll keep going then."
You close your eyes as you feel Kabukimono begin to fuck into you again. His hands pushing your legs further apart as he thrusted into you in missionary. Your lips meet as he breeds you again.. crashing against each other as you whimper pitifully. You take everything as best as you can. But Kabukimono's drive is almost inhuman and you wonder if he'd ever tire as the fourth hour mark passes by.
You can't help but succumb after a while. Accepting the feeling of his cock as your sole anchor as your mind drifts into a state of nothingness. Your entire focus on the beautiful man on top of you.
Yet one thought keeps entering your mind as you feel Kabukimono filling your cunt again and again.
Just how much more assertive was he going to get if already he was starting to get the upper hand on you so easily?
smut. afab reader, nipple play, fingering, (a little) dirty talk(?), creampie(??), top!reader, probably. not proofread.
idk how to title this so just imagine. also helo ig.
you had a childhood best friend, scaramouche, who was also your roommate and classmate. besides his good looking face, there's really nothing good about him. he's a nerd, the typical one that wears glasses and likes to read books. what's more, he's very submissive and clingy especially toward you. it was almost he had an obsession and was even more needy to you, laying his head on your chest, groping and kneading them.
for instance, you were supposed to be in class, yet here you were in the school's bathroom stall, sitting on his lap while he's seated on the closed toilet lid. he was clutching onto your breasts tightly, nuzzling into them as he whined and whimpered, refusing to let you go and mumbling about how soft you were. scaramouche pouted and clung tighter to your body, nuzzling into your breasts with a soft whine. "no.. i don't wanna go to stupid class... I just want to stay here with you forever..."
his fingers kneaded and squeezed at the soft mounds as he buried his face between them, inhaling your scent deeply. the nerdy boy seemed so lost in his own little world, completely ignorant of the importance of attending lessons. "mmmm your boobies are so warm and comfy... this is way better than any boring lecture..." scaramouche mumbled between nuzzles, his glasses slightly fogging up from the close contact as he made no move to let you go.
the bathroom was almost empty. it was the perfect place since no one but the two of you go to that bathroom. to other people, he appeared as an innocent boy trying to act all cute around you, but in reality, it's just his way of being possessive. he was so needy and greedy for your attention that he would ditch classes just to be with you, knowing that you'll let him get away with it.
scaramouche's fingers deftly worked open a few buttons of your uniform blouse, exposing your cleavage to his hungry gaze and touch as he whimpered. his pale cheeks were flushed and his breathing heavy as he pant softly against your skin. "but you promised me to go to class today.." taking off his glasses, you wiped off the fog with your sleeve and placed them back on his nose before stroking his hair, stirring up scaramouche to melt into your touch, and purring softly. he nuzzled into your hand like a needy kitten who crave more affection.
the way you pat him and stroke his hair so gently, the way you're being so nice to him even though he's being unreasonable.. they all turned him on so much as precum started leaking on the tip of his dick, dampening his grey pants. he whined loudly, his fingers still clutching at your cleavage as he pant. his face is flushed deep red, eyes glossy with lust behind his glasses.
"b-but I don't care... i just want to be with you..." he mumbled out between breaths, squirming in his seat. scaramouche's other hand moved down to palm at the growing bulge in his pants, letting out a soft moan. "mmmnh... you feel so good, y/n... i can't help myself around you..." his hips buck up slightly, grinding against your core through layer of clothes as his arousal continued to leak out, soaking through the fabric.
"nghh... y- your hands feels nice, don't ever stop..." he said, more to himself, the words came out in a breathy whisper, his voice low and husky with desire. his fingers pinched and tugged at your nipples through your uniform, sending jolts of pleasure through your sensitive body. in his fucked up mind, scaramouche thinks it's perfectly okay to miss classes as long as he gets to be alone with his you. you sighed defeatedly, half because of his behaviour, half because of you, yourself were starting to get aroused.
"scaramouche, scaramouche." you squeezed your eyes shut before calling him out who's still whimpering and moaning against your soft breasts. gently, you cupped his face and brought it up to look at you. there was a visible pout on his flushed face and his hair was all disheveled from all the nuzzling. "how about this? one round." you suggested. "one round, and we go to class together. and after class finished, we do another round?" you held out a pinky finger, trying to make a deal with him. you didn't want to miss another class and received a warning letter from the stupid professor.
scaramouche bit his lip and looked up at you with big puppy dog eyes. he squirmed in your lap, his arousal straining against his pants desperately. as much as he wanted to refuse you and ditch the class just to spend time with you, the deal sounded too good to be real. "o- one round... and then class... and then another after?" he repeated slowly as if trying to wrap his lust-addled mind around the offer. scaramouche's fingers twitched, his grip on your boobies grew tighter, causing you to whine in pain.
without thinking twice, he nodded eagerly, latching onto your outstretched pinky with his own. "okay, deal.." a wide, excited grin spread across his flushed face. "mmmnh... hurry y/n... i need you..." scaramouche whined impatiently, already wiggling his hips against you. his glasses are nearly fogged over again completely and his eyes were filled with desire. he looked utterly debauched already, and you've barely even started. you shifted off of his lap, and scaramouche's hands moved to fumble with the zipper of his pants, desperate to free his throbbing erection. more precum was leaking steadily now, leaving a noticeable big wet spot on the fabric.
meanwhile, you slid down your panties and pulled your skirt until it reached your thighs, enough to expose your glistening pussy. as his leaking erection sprung free from his pants, you unbuttoned your shirt completely and unclasped your bra before hanging them on the door handle. sitting on his lap, you let him bury himself deep inside your fluttering core while he let out a sharp gasp. his hands immediately flew to grip your hips, clinging to you desperately as he started thrusting upwards in earnest. "mmh come here.." you murmured, stroking his nape.
he began moving his hips upwards in unison with your downward thrusts, driving the entirety of his thick member up inside you, every thrust came along with a pathetic whimper as his thick shaft plunging deep into your welcoming cunny. the tight heat enveloping him triggered sparks along his spine. "mmh... that's a good boy.. i got you, darlin'" you praised him as you hugged his head to your breasts once again and scaramouche nearly lost it on the spot. the sight of your bare breasts and the way your tight pussy gripping him tightly was driving him wild, he almost cum on the spot. it was pitiful, he knew, but he didn't care. "haaahh... y-your boobies, your cunt... so damn perfect..." he buried himself between the pillowy mounds, motorboating and nuzzling into them with desperate enthusiasm.
"ahhhnn... nghh, y- y/n... so hot and wet... mmmnh!" the nerdy boy whimpered, panting heavily as sparks of pleasure shoot up his spine with each movement. he could barely think straight, lost in the incredible sensation of your fluttering walls gripping him tightly. your hips worked frantically, bucking down, enveloping his thick shaft over and over as lewd squelching noises fill the small bathroom stall, echoing obscenely off the tiled walls. his fingers dig into your soft skin resulting red marks to left behind.
your tight heat milked his cock mercilessly as scaramouche's movements grew erratic, you could feel his cock twitched inside you, his balls drawing up tight, ready to explode at any moment. your breasts quivered and bounced delightfully against his eager mouth, providing an erotic symphony of soft slapping sounds that drove him wild. bringing his head closer to your face, your hand slid up to wrap around his throat lightly, squeezing just enough to make his breathing difficult and he couldn't help but let out a deep groan. "come on, don't cum yet. you don't want this to end early, do you?" you breathed, trying to hold back your moams as a wicked smile formed on your face, licking your lips while you tightened your grip around him.
he loved how you're always gentle with him but switched 360° and became dominant when you're fucking him, it makes him hard it hurts, and every time, he would surrender himself to you completely. but the stimulation was just too intense, your slick pussy milking his throbbing shaft for all its worth. your grinding and the feel of your velvety walls squeezing his aching cock had scaramouche mewling. hand still around his throat, you pulled him in for a rough kiss as you shoved your tongue down his throat and scaramouche moaned desperately into the kiss, his tongue immediately and eagerly tangling with yours. the hand around his throat had him lightheaded, adding to the dizzying pleasure coursing through his veins.
he'd never been able to last long with you, your dominance and the sheer ecstasy of being inside you always pushed him to the brink embarrassingly fast. "haaahh... c-can't... nghh! too good...!" scaramouche babbled incoherently between kisses, his hips still moving erratically as his cock jerked inside your tight heat. his hands roamed all over your body, groping and kneading greedily at your soft curves, fingers pinching and tugging at your erected nipples, sending jolts of pleasure-pain straight to both of your core. the combined sensations had him seeing stars, his impending orgasm building rapidly at the base of his spine.
"p-please... m-mercy... ahhh... g- gonna... nnngghh..." scaramouche warned breathlessly, struggling to breathe and his face screwed up in concentration. you could feel his cock twitched inside you, clearly fighting to hold back his release. his fingers dug into your soft flesh, fondling and stroking as you sucked greedily at his lower lips while he sucked your top one. in mid of making out, you unfastened his uniform, letting it fall to the floor before brushing your thumbs against his nipples teasingly, causing him to mewl and moan into your mouth.
the sight of scaramouche's eyes listing focus, mouth hanging open, and drool leaking from the corner of his mouth as he lost himself in the sensations made your flustered, your heart fluttering as your heart beat faster. it made your fingers pinched his nipples and twisted them so deliciously, he shuddered and arched into your touch, a drawn-out moan spilling from his lips. something felt different— the kisses were frantic, desperate than before, your mind became vague. it's intense and intimate as both you and him were completely clouded with lust.
"ahhnghh... y- y/n..." he whimpered desperately as the last of his self-control slipping away, his cock throbbed and pulsed inside your tight heat, the stimulation rapidly pushing him past the point of no return. scaramouche's eyes fluttered open, glazed over with lust and adoration. he gazed up at you, his breath heavy, completely at your mercy. you crashed your mouths together once again, the kiss desperate and hungry.
"want... need... mmnnh... love you..." scaramouche mumbled between sloppy kisses, completely consumed by his intense feelings and the all-encompassing pleasure. he could feel his orgasm surging forward, his balls drawing up tight. with a final, choked cry, scaramouche surrendered himself to the blissful release. his cock erupted deep inside you, pumping stream after stream of hot, thick seed into your fluttering depths. the aftermath got him trembling and writhing under you as he came, his eyes rolling back in sheer ecstasy, almost seeing stars. the sensation of his molten essence flooding your insides pushed you closer to the edge as well, your walls clamping down rhythmically to milk him for every last drop as you moaned loudly.
all he could manage to do at the moment was breathed hardly against your neck, with lust and contentment. his sweaty skin pressed against yours and he peppered your neck gently, hoping that you wouldn't go just yet. but his wish went unfilled as you pulled away, your slick walls slipping off his softening member, a flood of your combined fluids gushing out, dripping down onto his thighs and the bathroom floor and he missed you already. "come on, time's up. get ready to go to class." you said, trying to catch your breath while in the process of wearing your bra. scaramouche whined in protest and immediately grabbed a hold of your arm, trying to pull you back, his voice filled with need. "w-wait... don't go... stay a little longer..." he looked up at you with big, pleading eyes, hoping to convince you to extend your intimate encounter.
you stared at him with the same look before bending down and stroking his head using your free hand. "another round after this class, remember?" a small smile spread across your face. "or do you not want that? you did a good job holding this time, i might give you an extra reward later, you know." grabbing his jaw, you pulled him for a quick kiss before continuing to wear your uniform. scaramouche cheeks flushed deeply at the mention of another potential reward, a small smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. he nodded eagerly, the promise of more intimate time with you was more than enough motivation for him to be a good boy.
"y- yeah... i'll be a good boy... i want it, i want you..." he agreed shyly and reluctantly, nuzzling into your touch and desperately hoping that the lesson will pass quickly so he could have you all to himself again. scaramouche stood on shaky legs, putting his uniform around his slender, pale torso. he took a moment to adjust his glasses and smooth down his messy hair, trying to compose himself before heading to class with you, already craving your touch once more.
His vision is of the Anemo element, which represents the nation of FREEDOM. Literally, the end of his villainous arc centers on his attempt to FREE himself from the chains of the past. I assure you he will not attempt to restrict his partner's company or lifestyle.
The type of bond you both share will eventually involve a voluntary and sincere, complete and absolute surrender. He, for his part, with his undeniable tendency toward control, will enjoy subduing you and having you at his mercy, of course, only as long as you allow it and feel comfortable with it, always in a setting intimate enough that even he might let you call him 'yours'. He will undoubtedly make you work hard to earn his permission to treat him as such; he likes to test your willingness.
╰┈➤ Duality in his treatment
In battle, he is brusque and rough, precise and brutal; his attitude is unapproachable. You might say he's naturally rough, but his behavior with others is nothing like the gentle treatment he gives you. You should know that he won't try to fit into any conventionally attractive standard, but he will respectfully care for you and honor you even if he is not the model of a perfect partner.
╰┈➤ Is he jealous?
He wouldn't be completely oblivious to the feeling.
If it's intentional jealousy, you won't get a reaction from him; he's too perceptive and will be disgusted to see you fall so low. He's not jealous of others, but of the peace they have, without the burden of a past like his own. Sometimes he wonders if you'd be happier with someone who didn't have all his scars.
╰┈➤ What about kisses?
He'll say that being together isn't that big a deal, but believe me, if you're together, it's because in his mind, your relationship transcends simple courtship. In contrast, kisses seem like a small thing to him, even insignificant, but that doesn't make him find your lips any less desirable.
He probably won't be in a hurry to kiss you when you become a couple; he'd rather let it happen naturally over time.
It will start little by little, first a kiss on your forehead (Personally, I think those would be his favorites to give) when you are sleeping next to him. When you are both relaxing together under the afternoon sun, he might take your hand and leave a soft trail of kisses along your palm, all the way to your wrist. Maybe at some point he'll even decide to tease you and encourage you to finally kiss him on the lips, of course, if you haven't already.
╰┈➤ Overprotective? Well…
Even if he acts like he doesn't care what you do, he will try to urge you to make the most prudent decision in his eyes, through fleeting comments or more direct advice, of course, if you ask him to.
If he doesn't like someone you're hanging out with, it's probably for a good reason. He'll be attentive, let you know his skepticism, and expect you to trust his intuition, but the decision is yours. He will only protest and interfere if he knows it could actually be dangerous for you.
If you are his partner in adventures, of course he will save your skin; he probably won't mind doing it too much if he knows that you are capable, but he won't like saving someone's ass all the time, he won't like being dependent on, and he won't be anyone's bodyguard.
If you don't know how to fight, he'll find it more practical to teach you than to be on your toes all day. He values independence and will want to encourage it in you. Otherwise, he will suggest training/exercising together as a form of feedback, more for you than for him, he says.
╰┈➤ About training and exercising
He's your boyfriend. He knows he doesn't need an excuse to be around you or touch you, yet he feels more comfortable doing it with one: carrying you in his arms while propelling himself through the air, holding your hand in steep/rocky areas so you don't fall, or, in this case, guiding your posture and muscle activity.
An excellent teacher. He'll laugh at you if he notices you're concentrating too hard. If you're clumsy or a slow learner, he'll try to swallow his exasperation and cut words short, after all, he suggested it. He wants you to learn, but he doesn't want to make it a bad time for you.
He'll be amused if you seem nervous about having him so close, but if not, he'll drop a casual compliment about your perfume or the feel of your skin, testing your reactions. If he's feeling bolder, he'll instead impromptu place his hand on your wrist and play with the double meanings in his next words, a little more suggestively.
"You're trembling already? I haven't even started."
He will be pleased to feel your pulse quicken. He can't blame you for shivering either; his techniques aren't for everyone.
premise. ever since you started dating your boyfriend, wanderer, he's always avoided your questions about his past. you'd vowed to yourself that it may just be something you will never know; however, after being given the option to travel through time and witness his secret for yourself, you can't help but investigate.
notes. time travel is a big thing there, vilko is some random guy i made for the narrative, mentions of wanderers past and his names, sorry if its poorly written memory is v poor, reader and wanderer argue a lot it seems, those kids r annoying, ily mentions, reader calls wanderer silly a few times, lotuses have a lot of power here, minorly proofread, hope you enjoy!!
ever since your akasha was confiscated by one of the forest rangers, it had felt like your life had changed in the span of a few weeks. you always used to say you were a creature of habit; going to commit to your studies at the akademiya was practically all you did, save for the few adventures you managed to the desert now and then. it always had been worth it to see the faces of those children who had never seen a student from sumeru's forest before.
though, there was a big change once sumeru had been reverted to an akasha-less nation. the act of dreaming. you'd always thought dreams were feelings of hope burning in the chest, not stories illustrated by the mind. after all, you had always yearned to dance on a stage like your friend nilou. she'd possessed an overwhelming talent your feet could never muster, yet for that you couldn't complain, because your dreams led you to him.
wanderer. you could never be sure as to why it happened. it was just a shift in the air; you could swear you'd memorised the faces of all in sumeru, and yet when he walked past, it didn't feel natural. like fate had pulled two different strings for you to meet. or, that's how you percieve it when looking back, anyway.
he had been brash and rude, warning you not to linger around his person for too long. like any invested sumeru scholar, you refused to bow to his will. it had taken years for your mind to be able to dream, yet he immediately appeared in every one. at first, his face refused to reveal itself to you, and you seriously couldn't figure out why. each mirage revealed something new: a vahumana darshan scholar, a hater of sweets, and a very close confidant to the dendro archon.
sometimes, you used to think that he was placed in those dreams intentionally. a complicated trail, yes, but one which led you to one of the most interesting person you knew. maybe a silly notion, but one that you'd mull over in your mind, especially in these situations.
he'd only just come home from the akademiya. maybe you shouldn't have pushed him so far. but was your question really so grave? you'd dated for so long, through each new crisis sumeru faced, and you were always left with one question.
"who really were you?" the words settled bitterly in your mouth. they felt even worse in the air, leaving the stinging aftertaste of metal on your tongue. or no, wait; that was your teeth biting down on your lip.
"why do you always ask this? i'm a vahumana scholar."
you sighed. always the same. the nilotpala lotus between your fingers bended to your weight, yellow pigment smudged onto your fingers. "i know that, silly. i mean... before. like— before then. come on, wanderer, tell me."
maybe you'd pushed him too hard. or he'd had a hard day in the library. whatever the case, it still made him lash out. "i prepared to study at the akademiya. will you stop pushing all these questions?"
"but we're dating. i feel like you could write a book about me, but i barely know anything about you from before we met!" you had stood up at some point between your rant and laboured breathing, approaching him with a newfound confidence. "i swear i won't judge. were you a criminal or something?"
wanderer only scoffed. you'd expected to at least wriggle some ounce of sympathy for his elusiveness, but his footsteps replaced any thought of an apology. your fingers lost their grip on the golden lotus, landing on the floor in a shrivelled pile of bud and petal. in one of the dreams you'd once had, you were surrounded by a crowd of nilotpala flowers. your figure twirled whilst he had watched with a precision you'd yet to see him recreate in real life. deep down, your mind had always debated what percentage of your love for wanderer was dream or reality. maybe you had always been chasing that dream with him; yet, like dancing, there was a very small chance of it becoming true.
in the past, whenever you were upset or distracted, a trip to the desert had always restored the faith in your mind. maybe that was why your carriage had stationed itself in the deep dunes a week later. you hadn't physically told wanderer, but a note passed to sethos was good enough, right?
regardless, you'd found yourself once again sat in the home of an elderly desert dweller, with nine bright-eyed children beaming at your feet. they'd complained of your long time away, the worsening harvest and... the new teacher from natlan. you'd never been to the nation of war yourself, but you hardly imagined them as the aggressive type.
"he's so creepy!" "and he even grins whilst telling us ghost stories..." "he's so tall, too!"
you'd laugh at their concerns if not for the fact they all were nodding in agreement. it was slightly unsettling, considering you hadn't been here since you began dating wanderer, but you shook it off as just kids being kids. they'd get scared of a paper towel—
"talking about me, are we?" a velvety voice crossed your ears, and you couldn't help but let out a slight squeal with the other kids.
the smell of pinewood and incense filled your nostrils before you'd even turned. he had that wise man look which, considering he must've been in his thirties, was slightly abnormal. aside from that, his toothy smile actually seemed all bark no bite.
"no!" "no, mr. vilko!" they'd all scurried off under the excuse of checking on candace by the time he'd sat down. damn kids.
your eyes returned to him. "your name's vilko, did they say?"
the man hummed appreciatively, before looking down at the ring gracing your index finger. "married?"
"what? no!" you sputtered, drawing down your sleeve to cover the piece. you kept the memory well; wanderer had chosen a gold band to glisten in the sun, and a teal stone to replicate the colour that adorned his hat. "it's a promise ring. not like i'll be needing it for much longer."
"oh, no. is it imprudent of me to ask why?"
vilko had looked back at you with an interested look, far more willing to listen than any of the elders would probably be.
"i'll do my best to keep it short." your hand rested on top of the metal on your finger. "before i visited the desert, my partner and i had gotten into another... disagreement, of sorts. thing is, i feel like i've shared all there is to know about me, yet i know nothing about him before he we met."
it felt weird to say aloud, like your admitting there was a fault in the relationship you'd dreamt of for what felt like a lifetime. vilko finally nodded, his finger scratching at the tough stubble under his chin. "that is vexing. have you asked any of his friends?"
what friends does he even have? nahida, yet more of a family figure. you'd heard of albedo and durin whom he met when he parted with you for nod-krai, but was journeying to mondstadt really necessary? would new friends understand his past life more than you?
"i'd say he doesn't get out much."
"ah."
the air was filled with a stifling silence for a short while, save the pensive hums of your new friend. it was nice to share your grievances for once, despite the fact it wouldn't resolve the turmoil you'd face back at home. you shook your head, deciding to take a sip of the tea you'd been offered earlier.
"well, maybe i have a solution."
the liquid nestled somewhere awkward in your throat as you coughed. "what? pfft, vilko, i appreciate the sentiment, but... there isn't really anything to be done, and i can't stay in this cycle forever.
"no, i just— hm. excuse me for this," you were about to protest, but his wrist caught yours, lifting you from the chair like it was second nature. you didn't know what you were expecting, but being dragged to a secluded cottage on the east side of aaru village was not your expectation. if your final moments were destined to be here, there were two people you'd haunt; the kids who left you with him and wanderer, for inspiring this artistic journey to the desert in the first place.
though, you hadn't expected whatever this was. a small, cozy room burrowed under the home. the incense you had smelt on him before was even more pungent here; you'd managed a glimpse of some small vases, each adorned with flowers from natlan. considering it was his hometown, you weren't exactly surprised.
still, your arms raised. "don't kill me. please."
vilko rolled his eyes. "seriously? i take you to a room full of flowers and you think i'm going to hurt you?"
his figure then travelled to the left corner, which allowed you to properly look. despite its homely feel, it actually felt pretty sterile. a small straw bed was placed in the middle, which he then placed a purple pot beside.
"what is that?"
"lie down first. then i talk," he continued to light a small flame under the glass, bursting into a smoke across the room. if he was going to kill you, you were sure he'd do it already. or he was just a madman holding you hostage. regardless, the back of your head met straw quickly.
"this might sound a bit weird, i suppose. i used to live in the masters of the night wind. before i'd left, my mentor had given me this teapot to use. she told me it was to allow people to enter a dream-like state where they could go back into a moment in time. obviously, there's always the chance you won't like what you find, but..."
"is this not better than ending your relationship out of fear of what has already been?"
your gaze drifted to the teapot. the smell of flowers mixed with woody incense flowed through; you could even taste the notes on your lips. maybe this would be the final nail in the coffin; if wanderer discovered what you had done, or if you didn't like what you saw, things would become unmendable. irreparable damage which time would not fix.
still, living in this agonising state of unknowing... it wasn't tolerable. "okay. i'll do the dream thing. thankyou for your offer."
vilko had smiled; though it didn't feel as immature as the previous time you'd seen it. "don't thank me. sweet dreams."
when you properly thought about it, you should've asked more questions. revisiting time with a bowl of glass and incense? how would that even work? could you get back?
"oh my archons—“ you'd jolted with a gasp, expecting a natlanese madman and flowers galore. except... no, he was actually right? you'd felt for your pocket knife just to see the fabric of a kimono. your arm quickly raised; the gold band still remained on your finger, glistening ever so strong.
your feet felt grass and the soft buzz of static. electro. inazuma, then? you could only wonder why as you walked down the dirt path. he'd never mentioned anything about the nation of eternity.
mud from the ground had sullied the edges of your attire at some point, red blisters working their way into your feet. if the time moving tea pot was so smart, surely it could've dropped you off at your destination instead of being so annoying.
though, you had no time to consider that anymore, as the sound of metal bursting against steel rang in your ears. your figure quickly darted behind one of the nearby buildings, before angling to face the swordsmith...
and wanderer, but not wanderer. he didn't possess his teal patterns, or a face which looked like it held the weight of a world. no. if anything, he looked like a naive child experiencing the world for the first time. you could hear the hum of machinery whilst his companion, clearly the more equipped of the two, explained how to refine metals. so wanderer had been a... blacksmith? what was so criminalistic about that?
three hours were spent observing wanderer and his friend. or, rather, you'd learnt people called him kabukimono. he was well appreciated, too. many people visited their shop to buy goods and watch the forging at work. you'd even visited too, technically, even though it was through climbing through a window and hiding in a box.
still, you hadn't expected things to turn so quickly. he had just been sat there at one point; you'd actually wondered why you'd stayed hidden, but some voice in your head begged you to remain. thank archons it did.
"you're not human at all!" you hadn't understood it at first. not till the man had explained, anyway.
a puppet. so your boyfriend, or whoever kabukimono was, wasn't human. it was something you should've realised; he always rested his head on your chest, or let his fingers linger on your wrist, claiming it was to know that you're alive. was it not so he could feel alive, too?
this puppet who ran, ashamed and with hatred in his chest, was not the man who you recognised. not the same person who cooked your breakfast after a long day at the akademiya, or gifted you clothes whilst pretending he didn't know who bought them.
even so, there was an urge to run after him. comfort him. tell him things would work out.
your body had moved to chase him, but the scene of a crying puppet was gone; you were somewhere else. still in the same kimono, but instead stood outside a small house engulfed in flames. wanderer would have probably told you to stay outside and get help. though, if your suspicion was correct, then...
you pushed towards the door, already seeing the puppet stood in the house. your feet moved to the left side of the room; you had been hiding all this time, but could he even see you? probably not.
there lay a body of a young child, strikingly similar to the young man before him. you stared at a forgotten doll on the ground, which also threatened to be engulfed in the flames.
part of you didn't want to see his face. still, your eyes met his saddened ones. in this light, you could faintly see how this puppet was yours. his haircut was the same, shaggily cut like he had no care. if he was never human, he probably wouldn't possess the desire to maintain his outward appearance. or maybe he didn't have to. his lips quivered as his expression darkened, and he turned on his heels.
this time. you'd be sure to catch him. you'd cup his face and tell him he is human, because how could he not be? human isn't about the parts inside, rather the feelings you express. whilst you'd seen far too many variations of his disappointment in this journey, you knew that proved he was just as capable of human emotion as everyone else.
you ran after his figure, about to holler, when your vision blurred. when it corrected, you were yet again in another dreamscape.
how many versions of kabukimono, or wanderer, were there?
your eyes settled on a structure you could only call unholy. a large purple structure had settled itself in... well, this had to be in sumeru. you'd never been involved in fighting before; seeing the traveller pushing blows against your partner made no sense. they were friends: but perhaps time had forged that bond over anything.
truly, you hadn't paid much attention to the combat. your mind was surging with information instead: the balladeer, kunikuzushi, this god-like version of him. in theory, all of these individuals make up the wanderer he is now. it still left you wondering if anyone truly knew about this path he had once crossed. the traveller and nahida were most likely aware; though, you could not imagine anyone else.
the scene before you had ended with 'him' falling from atop the head of his new form, landing into a crash on the floor. you had always imagined his past being full of family tension or a laziness which he regrets. never... this.
silence settled over the old battle ground. you managed to face him with quick speed. once, you had wondered if the past you would find would influence your decision. scorn him, remove him from your life with an icy blade.
but at the end of it all, you didn't see a puppet or someone to be pitied. yes, he had been hurt: but he had also loved, and lost, and transformed into the person he was now.
your mouth opened before your thoughts had time to gather. you hadn't known what name to call him in this dreamscape. he'd been many people, and he wouldn't know the name you called him today. though, you supposed there was one he'd responded to most positively earlier.
you knew it wouldn't work. he wouldn't hear it, because that's the laws of this weird teapot. but still; you couldn't leave before trying.
"kunikuzushi!"
his head raised.
then everything went blurry, or rather normal, considering you woke up to even more incense and vilko staring at you. "agh!" you quickly sat up, looking around the room. flowers. straw bed. your timeline again, at least.
vilko peered at you. "so...? find what you wanted?"
a cold droplet brushed your cheek. had you been crying? whatever the case, you had no time to ponder that now. "vilko, thank you so much, i really have to go— i promise i'll come back when i've sorted everything out!"
your feet had lifted you before he could answer, pacing outside of his small cottage. if you had remained long enough, you would've seen the smirk gracing his face, and the opening of his teapot. he removed the contents, letting the steam release the creases of the nilotpala lotuses stuffed inside.
the journey to sumeru's central city took longer than it should have, or maybe you were just salty that your driver had overcharged you. regardless, you had to find wanderer, though: you had no clue where he'd be at this time of day. the akademiya was an option, and so was the sanctuary of surasthana, but...
"hey, you!"
you turned quickly. "oh, you're—" in your mind, it would've been an emotional reunion, but your expectations quickly plummetted once he grabbed you by the elbow. "ow, ow, ow! what are you doing?"
wanderer scoffed, finally shoving you inside the door of your shared abode and slamming the door behind him. "you're insane if you think i'm going to be all fine with you just taking off for a week and a half without any word apart from some stupid note!" he yelled. "do you have no consideration for anyone else around you? i thought you'd been kidnapped!"
"i did say i was going to the desert in the letter..."
"yeah, but not for this long! and still, why didn't you just tell me in person? is this because of the argument? because i swear to archons sake—“
you'd forgotten all about that. so much has happened since then, in just a short span of time. it's like you've watched five hundred years of growth in the span of seven hours.
with a short smile, you shook your head. "nuh-uh, silly. will you indulge me this once?" you huffed, all your energy going into colliding into him. wanderer grumbled, but still caught your body in his.
"jeez, what were they putting you through down there?"
it was more like what you put yourself through, but it wasn't worth mentioning. for now, being here with him was enough. there may be a day when he learns what you did. he could leave you, or love you, but either result would make your choice worth it. because, at least now, you felt like you understood him a little better.
your hand rested on his shoulder, gold ring blooming from the sun in the window. "you know, i do love you."
he paused. stared down at you like you were some foreign animal.
"i don't expect you to say it back. i just thought you should know." you weren't able to erase his pain, or help him get over that feeling of being inhumane. though, maybe being present was enough.
"i love you too," he rolled his eyes once again, deciding to look over you. "but no more trips to the desert where i find out by note, kay? i'll go with you if needed."
♯ ˶ notes ⦂ i'm still trying to understand scara's
character(s), forgive me for any inaccuracies!
it's a bit hard trying to think of what to do for
him when i pressure myself into being a perf-
ectionist writing him. :(( no wan because i can't
think for him and i stressed too hard trying.
♯ ˶ notes ⦂ stalking, yandere content obvs,
manipulation, uhh idk toxicity...
i didn't go all-out with this, this
is for future yan fanfics i make...!
excuse typos
♯ cherry~cherie
𝜗℘ | kabukimono is already so new to the ways of human life and their existence. he's still learning how to understand and process his own feelings, so i don't think he'd initially realise his feelings for you.
𝜗℘ | by which i mean, he wouldn't register it as obsession at first. he loves your presence, that much he's sure of. every breath of yours, every tiny detail of your mannerisms and face, just being with you. a part of him, deep down, wants it forever. he doesn't like being separated from you, wondering what you're doing when you're away, if you think about him as much, if you'll come back one day. you're constantly on his mind and fill him with such overwhelming feelings, but nothing that makes him want to run away from you.
𝜗℘ | quite the opposite, even. maybe too much for his own good.
𝜗℘ | i feel like the fandom dumbs kabukimono down into being this baby. he's still learning, yes he's gentle-tempered and 'innocent', but he's not stupid. he's very capable of doing things and actually a fast learner, he just has to learn things over time. so i do think he'd manage himself to an extent with his obsession, just not to the same degree i imagine from wanderer or kunikuzushi --- especially as it's very obvious he never got the chance to manage his emotions or understand them healthily in canon. his appears more harmless before it gradually spirals daker before he even realises.
𝜗℘ | i actually do think he worsens. like not a wolf in sheep's clothing necessarily, but he's harmless with the potential for that to switch entirely. actually yeah something of a wolf in sheep's clothing. he tries not to, he really tries to stretch his patience with you. but if you or anyone pushes him enough...
𝜗℘ | he doesn't like others having your attention, that's what he's most definitely sure of. every time someone tries stealing you away, even if to borrow you for a minute, he'll be holding you by the wrist trying to pull you away. you're his 'friend', anyways; why would you want to spend time with anyone else if you have him? you came around just for him only, anyways, right? right?
𝜗℘ | might have to worry about him lashing out on others or pulling you away demanding (begging) you say you only want to be with him, you don't like anyone more than him, etc. on a worse day. not like, as a whole scene, but you can definitely tell he's upset and defensive.
𝜗℘ | the possessiveness might only seem like he's just clingy at first, but you might find that at times it's...worse, maybe? with different triggers that is, and also as his obsession with you deepens! he's not violent, kabukimono could never bring himself to do that (for now) but letting you go is also something he isn't willing to do. it's like an unconscious fear of you slipping away, right out of his grasp. something of a fear of abandonment, surely. he wants you around constantly because unconsciously, you're pure security to him and maybe his favourite person. i feel he'd feel his obsession and interpret it as wanting you more than he can handle/express, so closeness is his most efficient way of indulging that.
𝜗℘ | expects confirmation and reassurance from you that you'll never leave him, it's only him, there's no-one else, no-one stands a chance. i feel he'd unconsciously push you to revolve around him just as much. narrow the world down to just you two, because who else could possibly matter if it's only you?
𝜗℘ | would he stalk you? yes, definitely. in kabuki's mind, he's not sure why he feels like he always needs to know what you're up to, and always wants to be around you. although he's not the sneakiest with it, he still tries. sometimes you'll just glance over your shoulder and find him standing there. kind of creepy, but it's not something that'd scare you or push you away. i don't imagine him to be the best stalker in the beginning, and might just look around inwardly accepting defeat whenever he loses track of you. which happens fairly often. other time his eyes are just piercing through you. you can never really tell where he is, what he's doing, but you'll feel it. if you're lucky enough you'll see a blur of movement if you look around in time. i feel he'd get creative with his stalking, too? sometimes he'll be stalking you and just walk right up to you to finally approach you. i guess it'd make sense to also say his stalking involves inserting himself into your life? because he'd be entirely in your space.
𝜗℘ | but he definitely watches you sleep. admiring your pretty face, thinking you're just so perfect and all his.
𝜗℘ | loves collecting your things. hair, trinkets you left behind or dropped, gifts from you. anything for you he gets ahold of, he'll likely keep around. again closeness is important to him, he wants you close. any way he can do that, he will. i imagine he also has things with your scent to breathe in ~ might fall asleep holding something with your scent on it, too.
𝜗℘ | sub-traits
𝜗℘ | isolation! obvious. he wants you to himself but doesn't know how else to go about it. if he can just cling onto you and make sure you don't stray away from him, he'll be at peace.
𝜗℘ | would he isolate you or threats? i feel he'd isolate you. it's more convenient to keep you away from people than to find ways to keep people away from you. it's too much work doing the latter, anyways. the most he'd do to remove a threat is if push came to shove and they become such a hindrance for the two of you. if they can't take the hint to leave you alone, how else will he have to show it plainly?!! :(
𝜗℘ | misunderstanding! this one's more of a guess. misunderstanding types delusionally misunderstand cues and behaviour as reciprocation, even if they're rejected to their face. i just imagine that, not yet grasping romance or attraction, he'd at some point start overanalysing your behaviour as such!! more-so out of hopeful thinking, needing your feelings reciprocated. he misunderstands it out of hope he has a chance, or that it's possible. he'd bounce back from anything disproving that because "it just doesn't make any sense, this other time they ____!"
𝜗℘ | worship! not entirely...i think. it stems from idealisation of you. he tries to express himself by devoting himself to you. i feel he'd do basically anything you'd ask as long as it means you'll stay. he already revolves himself around you after all! he feels things deeply and expresses them accordingly.
𝜗℘ | how he's like snapping this is what i mean about wolf in sheep's clothing. i feel he'd avoid having to kidnap you 'till he sees there's a threat. he really wants to keep you free and not be too selfish about things being only the two of you. but that doesn't mean he'll be too nice to you, either. it's this total switch, he'll have that sweet undertone but it's so overshadowed by this new dark side of him.
𝜗℘ | he'll monitor you so closely, clamp down on you and be more in your space than he previously was. if it's bad enough he'll lash out on you for causing him to go into a frenzy. not to hurt you, though. he could never forgive himself!!! D: it's mostly verbalised desperations mixed in with pleas and 'demands'.
𝜗℘ | how can you expect dear kabu to keep composed knowing all these burning feelings you fill him with, all while you exist just fine as if his world isn't build around you and your attention!! he bases his mood off of you without even realising. of course he'll go crazy over it, make you see and feel exactly how it is.
𝜗℘ | plus you're clearly not feeling the right things if you're not as desperate for him. he wants to fix that.
𝜗℘ | capacity to kill? probably. actually, no, he would. but that'd be a last resort. physical force in general --- at least, at first. i imagine once he starts, he'll gradually get more used to it. processing that, all he's doing is for you and if it's come to this, then is just will be that way. he'll do anything to keep you as his.
𝜗℘ | tl;dr he does get crazier over time if pushed to.
𝜗℘ | kunikuzushi would undoubtedly be more straightforward about his. he's not stupid, he knows what love is and what borders on obsession. after being abandoned so much, swearing he'd never feel again (ironically as he feels a lot, still), he wouldn't be so lenient for someone he loves enough to become obsessive over. this one can't leave like the others did, and if he has to lock them up away from the world then so be it.
𝜗℘ | sub-traits!!
𝜗℘ | projection a bit of a reach, but i feel that in a relationship, he'd hold this standard of you as his new obsession, being both BPD-coded and also used to abandonment and his trauma!! you personally would have to fit into his mould he's created for you in his head to avoid triggering him. and obviously, you're a person with a life and such outside of him. that's not going to go 100% as he wants even if you're so much of a glazer, you'll do anything to be perfect for him.
𝜗℘ | that "mould" being someone who kisses his ass and bends to his every will every single time without complaint. he wants someone who won't give him the impression there's even the tiniest window of possibility they'll leave or slip away from him. an impossibly tight security in the fact he can keep you, and i imagine he'd be willing to break you into that mould if he has to. force you to fit. anything to keep you in his cage hands.
𝜗℘ | as such i don't think he'd respond well to any implication of defiance. nor will he respond well to inconsistency, shifts in behaviour and tone--- kunikuzushi is sharp and observant, so of course he analyses everything about you. body language, the tones you use in what cases and the mannerisms that accompany it, how you speak to him vs others, how you are with every mood, even your whereabouts and miscellaneous habits. everything. you can say he watches you like a hawk. oh, and don't get him started on distance and not living up to your words, even if missing them by the tiniest diversion...
𝜗℘ | codependent though he won't admit it. some part of him craves and needs you more than he'd like to admit, and sometimes it disgusts him. because of this, i imagine it manifests more-so through his control over you and how he subtly uses the security you provide to him for his mental stability. the thought process being like, "i need you so much that i'll break you down until you need me more, that way you'll be more scared of losing me than i am of losing you."
𝜗℘ | and if he's not doing that, he's still keeping you for himself. you should love him back, why would you have a problem being his only and forever? it's not "forcing" if it's reciprocated and you love each other.
𝜗℘ | i don't know how it would start off. i think if it's one-sided/non-relationship at first, he wouldn't be so obvious about it. but his behaviour still would exist, namely the stalking and maybe - just maybe - he'd be a little frustrated with himself for ever feeling this way for someone. and overtime he'd gradually get more of a hold on you until you're properly his.
𝜗℘ | he'd be a control freak with you, how else would he make sure you stay? i feel that he wouldn't make it obvious how closely he monitors you. he definitely stalks you heavily, maybe even ordering his subordinates to be lowkey about it if we're thinking about OG genshin's plot?/non-modern au. who you hang around with is something he especially watches. he doesn't want you interacting with who he disapproves of, nor does he want you around anyone he suspects has any interest in you. you don't see him entertaining someone after they try getting close with him. fucking disgusting, he only wants you so why the hell should they matter?
𝜗℘ | funnily, you can't pull the same on him. anyways---
𝜗℘ | monopoly all my previous points, but yeah monopolising you. he wants you good and obedient for him, and only him. he can't stand the thought that you're not his.
𝜗℘ | training coupled in with "projection". i think this goes well with the fact canonically, he used to brainwash people. unless it was only in DLT and someone lied to me. but i swear it was canon..? correct me if i'm wrong lol. but yeah! i see where he'd do that at some point, though maybe only if he feels it's needed - maybe if you're too resistant to his advances at first, then he has to go through the burden of breaking you into better heabits. otherwise, he'd also be subtly manipulative towards you by using conditioning to get you how he wants. his training methods mix with punishment and reward systems, each punishment worse than the other depending on what pushes him to have to discipline you. is it not a tactic to condition someone into associating their presence with safety? i feel he'd go for that as well, conditioning you to only feel genuine love from him and only him, nobody can love you the way he does. just making sure you don't think to leave him, is that so wrong?
𝜗℘ | i don't think he'd see much fault in his actions, or any. first reason being if you feel the same it shouldn't MATTER what he does to you. if you love him, why wouldn't you let him? second being he doesn't care because he wants you, you'll want him back and that's final. i wonder how he'd actually react in a hypothetical situation where you try resist or confront him? deflect maybe? or would he belittle you and deflect until you take it all back and see it as how much he loves you. would he manipulate with accusations of ingratitude? yes, probably - because how could you possibly try betray him after seeing how he put his heart out for you? he's not going to just take it either, you'll definitely end up back with one of my aforementioned points. and maybe isolated with no attention as punishment until you learn to act right.
𝜗℘ | i don't think he'd border into the delusional type? i'm not sure, it seems possible.
𝜗℘ | removal/isolation except unlike kabukimono, he's focused on both threats and you. he'd have anybody killed or withdrawn from you if it ever means getting them out of the way. he'd make you push them away yourself even if to make them hate you to stop talking to you, if he had to. anything that isolates you to be his. if he can't make you do it, then he'll do it himself. i feel he separates it into being a threat you entertain, and a threat you don't have any involvement in. i don't know the right words. think of some rando showing interest vs someone getting too close that you talk to. and celestia bless whoever gets on his last nerve for either of the two. he was nice enough to give them a chance or two to fuck off, anyways.
𝜗℘ | capacity to kill? already answered but he really would. wouldn't bat an eye or feel bad. in fact he'd find them pathetic. most times he'll probably have fatui or anyone else do the dirty work for him, not even wanting to involve himself with such filth. he'd instead busy himself dealing with you.
𝜗℘ | he's so serious about making sure you only stay as his, he drives even himself insane. you're all he wants, all he can think of. i don't know if he'd revolve his mood around you but gods, do you affect him so much. you're his own stability and yet make him so unstable from how much he needs you. he's so scared of who he'll turn into if he loses you.
𝜗℘ | how he's like snapping certified crashout let's be honest. since snapping tends to come from a mental spiral, he'd be way worse than usual. most times you'd serve as the outlet for that, whether that involves him locking you away from everyone, marking you so everyone sees you're his, or even breaking you. it's much easier to trigger him in these states, too. if in a normal state of mind, you're walking on eggshells, this would be like walking on heated metal balls in a fire pit. or maybe molten metal with very tiny, spiky platforms to walk on. i'm not sure how splitting episodes work for others, or how it'd even work for him, but i feel it would also play a part? in his behaviour.
𝜗℘ | i think he'd be really scary when he snaps, actually, like-
𝜗℘ | for you AND anyone you're involved with.
𝜗℘ | i feel you'd need to be in his sight and/or where he can find you at all times because god knows what he'll do if you deviate even slightly from his expectations when he's like this.
𝜗℘ | probably just moves on when he's calm. everything's suddenly back to normal, save for your unconscious knowing that next time won't be as nice, i assume.
𝜗℘ | oh, and everything is your fault. yes, YOURS. you're the cause of his feelings, therefore every reaction he has due to them is your responsibility. he sees it as your consequence to bear and expects you to handle it properly, really.
𝜗℘ | i'm not so sure about collecting keepsakes, but who is he to get rid of or say no to anything from you? he silently enjoys everything about you, it just tends to be when he's on his lonesome where he can at least let some of those feelings surface without being shoved down.
guaaahhhh!!!!!!!!!! (′д｀) i literally feel like i'm mischaracterising him so bad. i'm so sorry everyone!! i hope it's still like..enjoyable, despite that. and i also hope my writing doesn't sound like chatgpt, i tend to be straightforward with my wording because i really don't know how to do these and my usual writing style doesn't...fit, i guess? it feels weird when i try.
Before he was the Wanderer, and long before he became the Scaramouche, the beloved puppet was the sweet Kabukimono. Lost and alone in the world after being abandoned by his creator.
What became of the Kabukimono after arriving in Teyvat? When he arrived in Tatarasuna. When he met you.
CW: Kabukimono x reader, reader is gn and immortal unless stated otherwise. Swearing! I'm writing this as I imagine Kabukimono, as such, I feel like there were subjects about human life he would struggle with like social cues and such. Fluff! Angst!
I have a part dedicated to Scaramouche, so it's our continuation.
This late continuation is brought to you by ADHD!
ADHD, you fucking hate it, but can never remember why!
💜 Who Fell First, Who Fell Harder?
Kabukimono Fell First and harder, but it took him awhile to realize it.
Unlike his counter part Scaramouche, Kabukimono did not shun away from his feelings or attempt to crush them, rather the sweet puppet embraced them once he finally understood the strange feelings in his chest whenever he saw you.
It took him quite some time to understand those feelings, after all, emotions were new to him. Joy, anger, and pain were easy enough to understand. He felt joy laughing with the other villagers, he felt anger when some drunk miner slapped his wife, and he felt pain when he accidentally crushed his hand with one of the mallets the blacksmiths used.
Each emotion was simple enough to understand, that was until he met you, at least. The kind Blacksmith who helped teach him about human life.
Kabukimono would spend days on end learning about being human with you, little lessons about social norms, facial expressions, and what different tools were used for. Basic stuff he could build upon as he learned from the rest of the village.
But he didn't really want to learn from the other villagers, he mostly wanted to learn from you.
Yes, he can learn this skill from the local fishermen, but Kabukimono swears he learns better watching you fish than the village elders. He just...pays more attention to your lessons. He never means to like he's being mean, but it can often come off that way. He'll simply wait for you to show him because he enjoys your company and likes being near you. That's normal, right?
Kabukimono just likes to hear your voice while you walk him through blacksmithing and woodworking; likes to stand beside you while your talking through deals with merchants; and Kabukimono likes to sit quietly with you after long days of work, eating dinner and watching the stars. The more time you two spent together solidified how the puppet felt, even if he himself could not understand these feelings. The joy he would get when you greeted him In the mornings, and the cute way you would try to show off around him made him smile. He rather enjoyed these feelings, whatever they were.
What he doesn't like is watching you do something similar with the other men and wemon in town. Helping them the same way you helped him, but for the life of him Kabukimono can't figure out exactly WHY he doesn't like this. The once tight-yet unobtrusive-feeling in his chest when he was with you would turn into something cold and... angry? Was that the word he was looking for? No, that wasn't it exactly.
Eventually he went to Niwa to ask for advice. He explained in detail what he was feeling. How upset he got when he'd watch the way other people stared at you during work, how happy he was when the two of you were alone and would have cooking lessons and spend the nights talking while watching the stars. He didn't want to stop you from talking with others, but he certainly would like it if those few people in particular would leave you be for a bit rather than shove him aside every second of the day.
Niwa listened carefully and helped Kabukimono understand these two foreign feelings.
He was currently experiencing Jealousy.
He was in love with you
Love... a strange word, but one he rather liked. Yes, that was the right word to describe these feelings!
Now how the fuck does he tell you he loves you?
It took a few weeks for him to open up to you about this feeling. What if you didn't 'love' him back? Would you still spend time with him? Or would you leave him the same way his creator had?
One night he finally got his answer when he nervously blurted out his feelings after finally getting ti try the alcohol in the local bar for the first time. Niwa jokingly called it 'liquid courage,' Kabukimono called it 'disgusting.' Either way, he needed some help and chose to use it as a last resort.
Huge mistake. He can't remember shit from that night, another lesson he was not prepared for.
When he woke up the next morning so he could experience his first 'hangover' he woke up in your home, tucked neatly into your bed. When he wandered out of the room he found you asleep on the floor, a thin blanket barely having fought off the cold. It seemed that you had given him the soft bed and warmer blankets, while resigning yourself to the hard floor so he could be comfortable.
He thought about lying to you when you asked if he remembered the previous night, but you wouldn't let him get away that easy. You needed to hear him say those three words sober. You needed to know he meant it.
Imagine the sweet Kabukimonos joy when you finally told him those four words he desperately needed to hear, "I love you too."
💙 Nicknames! Does He have any for you?
Nicknames take a minute to settle with him. First time you call him 'Love' he is taken aback because he's used to be called Kabukimono. Once he understands Nicknames, he is all for them.
"Love, Dear, Sweetheart, honey" are all favorites, he enjoys the classic ones. He also uses strange ones like, "My Lavender Melon on occasion, but only when he really wants to mess with you
Fight back with equally cute terms of endearment!
"Darling, sweet potato, Kabu, and crystal fly," are all great options to combat his cute nicknames. Especially if you use "My Sweet Potato" in public, he can't tell if he's embarrassed or happy, most likely both because he doesn't stop you from using that one.
"Why is my dear lavender melon ignoring me...?"
"Because, we both need to get to work."
"And?"
"We were supposed to leave 2 hours ago, we can't sleep in anymore."
💜 What's Kind of Partner is He?
Attentive, sweet, clingy, and Naive are good words to describe Kabukimono.
This is the puppets very first relationship and he wants to do his best to make you happy, but he may make some mistakes as he learns the ins and outs of a relationship.
He learns quickly what you like and what you don't like, mentally recording as much information as he can to use later. He often gets little things switched up on accident, but he still put so much effort into his plans that you can't get upset over it.
An example would be if you used to prefer white roses and pink Lilies, but now you can't help but smile when he brings you pink roses and white lilies after he makes special runs to the dock to talk with a merchant who only comes once every 3 months. There's a vase in your home filled with them, a well cared for centerpiece that reminds you of how much the puppet cares for you.
Kabukimono loves to surprise you, bringing you presents and food he cooks as little pick me ups throughout the day. He just wants to see you smile, that's all! Beware major events, for he goes all out. Anniversaries, Christmas, wait till he learns about Halloween.
Cuddles are a must, especially at night. Kabukimono is incapable of sleep, so he often spends the night wandering the village alone and watching the stars hanging above the world. It was fine for a bit, but now that he has you? The night becomes unbearable. He misses you! Yes, you are a few feet away from him, but it isn't the same.
And so, cuddling is a constant in this relationship. He enjoys laying back and listening to your heartbeat. It's a gentle, rhythmic, reassuring sound that helps lull him into in a sleep like state. He can't dream, and wakes at the slightest sound, but at least he can be with you during the night instead of waiting alone for the world to wake up.
💙 Boundaries
Kabukimono learned about boundaries pretty fast, as he tended to curiously watch over people's shoulders and express his affection for others through spontaneous hugs when he first arrived.
It also helped that he learned what it was like when others did not respect his personal boundaries, as some villagers would poke and prode at the ball joints holding his legs and arms in place. It was not a pleasant lesson, but a needed one. He learned to respect people's boundaries and will ensure to not push them once someone has set them.
He wants to know what you are okay with and what you are not, so don't be afraid to tell him.
💜 Bad Habits
Kabukimono is a people pleaser, which often leads to him getting tricked into doing extra work or giving away money to make people happy. It takes awhile to break this habit, lots of explaining and working for him to understand the difference between people who need help and people who wanna use him.
He's greatful for the lesson, but sometimes lips into old patterns. He's gotten better at catching himself, though. Little improvements are the greatest victories!
💙 Love Languages
Gift giving, physical touch, and words of affirmation
Kabukimono learned quickly that gift giving was an easy way to convey his feelings for a person while adjusting to his new life. Those who got the good presents were high on his "I like this person" scale. Niwa and his family often got nice gemstones and food he'd find, while people he didn't like would get shocked when he shook their hands. Petty, but he knows that he's a pretty petty person.
But you? You got the BEST presents. Beautiful gems, the best fruits he picked while out walking, he even makes special trips to the pier for specialty items you could only get once every six or seven months just so he can surprise you with them!
Kabukimono likes to cuddle, as I stated above, so he enjoys just sitting with you and relaxing once you two are at home and away from other people. He enjoys relaxing beside the fire and doing little chores around the house with you. You don't really need to do anything together really, just as long as he's with you, he's happy.
Kabukimono may not have realized it yet but being thrown aside by his creator did mess with him. He may not know how to express it, but he feels a sense of vacantness, he can't understand why she abandoned him so soon after creating him. The occasional reassurance you will not toss him aside aswell is needed, not always, but on the days his self doubt becomes too much to bear on his own.
On the reverse of that, he likes to tell you how much he cares for you. Even if it's just a little morning greeting before you two set out for work, he likes to make sure you know how loved you are.
💜 Surprises!
Kabukimono loves surprises, especially making them himself! Cooking your favorite foods or giving you trinkets he thought you would like are his go tos.
One surprise that even startled him was a human tradition he learned about called 'marriage.' He liked the concept, promising to love your significant other forever sounded rather nice, but he didn't see the need for the big ceremony part the villagers talked so vividly about.
Imagine coming home one day and seeing kabukimono by the kitchen table, staring at three beautiful gemstones. Contemplating them as if they held all the answers in the world. Each one was a different size, shape, and colour, where did he get these?
"Kabu, what are you doing?"
"Can I ask you something? Which one do you like more?"
You scratched your chin and pointed to the middle one, "this one looks nice, what'cha gonna use it for?"
Kabukimono scoops up the stone and holds it up with pride, "then this is the one. I'll propose to you with this one."
You nearly choked on your water, "wh-huh!?"
Kabukimono gasped and covered his mouth with his free hand, "oops, that was supposed to be a surprise...forget I said anything, okay?"
Like hell you would, but it certainly made it easier to give him the ring you'd been saving for the last few months.
💙 What's Life With Him Like?
Peaceful is a good word to describe life with Kabukimono. Life in Tatarasuna is pretty average in general, with most people working in the mines or out fishing, it's rare for something big to happen to shake things up. Kabukimono likes the little Life he's made with you, the routines you two have in place that you both like to shake up on occasion.
You both need to wake up for work, but it takes awhile to actually get up in the mornings. You two meet for lunch in-between shifts, and spend the evening together at home. Sometimes you'll cook dinner together and try to new ingredients merchants brought to the port, and sometimes you'll go to the bar nearby to try something new on the menu.
Long walks around the island, late nights spent swimming by the cove, staying up late just talking about nonsense once the world has fallen silent. These are the little things Kabukimono adores about this relationship. Of course, he's open to new ideas and activities to try. He still wants to learn all he can about humans after all.
He'd like to travel at some point, so he's keeping a savings fund hidden to surprise you with. You found it months ago, but he's so happy about it that you decided not to tell him you found it.
💜 How Good is he With Kids?
Fairly good, actually.
He helped take care of some of the village children while Niwa and the others were trying to figure out what to do with him when he first arrived, so he learned a thing or two from the other parents. He even helps babysit in town and does occasionally think of having a few of his own once day.
Of course, that would be in the far future. He wants to make sure he can properly give a child the time and energy they need, so he'll wait until your both 100% ready.
Until then, he'll keep campaigning for a pet.
💙 Date Night!
Date nights are simple most of the time. Going to plays, cooking new recipes at home, and star gazing are your most frequent go tos...but there are the occasional trips to Narukami Island that Kabukimono looks forward to the most.
He does not go near the Shogun nor her palace, despite having many questions he wants her to answer. No, he looks forward to festival nights where the two of you can sneak off to enjoy the much needed break the festivities provide. He loves trying new foods, though he has found he prefers bitter to sweet. He likes to collect souvenirs for Niwa and the rest of the family back on Tatarasuna. But most of all he likes the fire works.
The Naganoharas make beautiful fireworks that never cease to amaze Kabukimono, he's even requested a few from time to time, keeping his recipt safely tucked away so he can commission them again the following year. He loves to go to the highest point he can with you and watch the fireworks light up the night sky in hues of green, red orange, and blue; laying his head against your shoulder as the ones he specifically commissioned finally light up the sky.
Before you leave he insists on writing your wishes for the year down and hanging them up. He won't let you see his, no no. After all, if you see it, it won't come true.
And how else will he ensure another year of happiness not just for the two of you, but for the entirety of Tatarasuna?
💜 How Does He Feel About Pets?
How do I say this nicely?
Kabukimono loves animals, animals may not love him as much.
Kabukimono adores cats and dogs, even some reptiles! He likes to watch them, pet them, hug them, but ends up scaring them because he sneaks up on them.
He would like a pet, saying that it would liven up the house a bit. A cat, dog, lizard, anything will do.
Just let him name it, he's got a whole list ready to go.
💙 How Jealous does he get?
Okay, so I believe that just like Scaramouche and Wanderer, this little bit can get extremely jealous very quickly.
Don't get me wrong, he's adorable, but don't mistake 'adorable' for 'nice.'
Jealousy is not an emotion he's familiar with, and it takes him awhile to understand it. It first happened when he noticed how touchy other people in the village would get with you. He didn't think much about it at first, until he started getting physically shoved out of the way so people could get closer to you.
Then the off handed remarks,
"Don't you have something better to be doing?"
"Go bother Niwa, (y/n) clearly busy."
No you weren't, you took the day off just to go to the port with Kabukimono because he wanted to try out the new fruits brought in by the merchants.
Jealousy is an ugly emotion he pretends he doesn't feel, but it's obvious in the way he glares at those people who write him off so casually. At one point he accidentally zapped someone for pissing him off, even startling Kabukimono himself. He didn't think he could do that.
But it go the point across either way.
It also doesn't help he's still trying to understand why the Shogun tossed him aside so casually, deciding that he wasn't worth her time or effort and abandoning him to a world he doesn't understand nor may ever understand him. He's afraid you'll do the same if you grow tired of him or someone convinces you to leave him behind.
Just reassure him you're not going anywhere and that you love him, all he wants is that reassurance every once in awhile.
💜 Visions
He thinks visions are really fucking cool! He loves watching you use your vision to fight monsters or to complete everyday tasks, especially if you have a hydro or pyro vision.
He can't control his own power well. But enjoys mixing his electro abilities with your powers, it makes hunting really fun for the both of you. New date night plan unlocked!
If you don't have a vision, he'll be fine with it. He loves you no matter what, and can show off his abilities more often to impress you instead.
💙 What's his opinion on marriage?
He didn't understand the idea of marriage at first, since the two of you were already a couple long before the idea of marriage came to him. You two already promised to be together forever, so why hold a big ceremony?
Then he started to realize the symbolism behind it, that it was more than a big party and realized he did want to have a wedding. He wanted to be your husband.
You two were married on Tatarasuna, surrounded by the family you two had found together. It was small, intimate ceramony, perfect in his opinion.
It was everything he ever wanted, just to have a special day between the two of you and to know that no matter what may happen, he will always have someone who truly loves and cares for him waiting at home.
If you are a mortal, he slowly grows to resent the day. Seeing it as a reminder that, just like everyone else has, you left him. He can't even be angry with you, because he knows a mortal life is short and weak. Scaramouche grows to resent himself for allowing himself to love you, now burdened with the memories and emotions of a lifetime only he remembers and will never get to experience again.
And yet, for all the nights he denies missing you and trying to forget you, he keeps the same ring he picked for you tied around his neck. A soft rope keeping the small gemstone safe, reminding him that at some point in his life he was loved more than anything, and once he's achieved godhood, he will bring you back to his side.
If you are immortal, he likes to celebrate your anniversary every year by taking a trip around Inazuma, and eventually around other nations. Even after the betrayals that turned him into the Scaramouche, he still insists that you both celebrate your anniversary together. Dinner, seeing a play in Fontaine, taking a tour around Liyue, ect. You're the only one who stayed beside him, even after all the horrible things he's done, so yes he does indeed plan to celebrate this day.
