#soft scara

[hitomisuzuya]

HI SUZUUUUUUUUU FINALLYYYY GOT TO REQUESTTTTT

can i have soft husband scara breeding his dear wife after he visits his friend’s whose wife just gave birth>< i can see him imagining his dear wife holding a wrapped up baby and went feral over it><

husband!scaramouche x fem!reader. smut. breeding kink. multiple creampie. soft!scara. praise.

happy lantern rite, everyone! i hope everyone has a wonderful new year! sorry about the few run on sentences in this😭❤️

scaramouche didn't know how true his friend's words to him would be. he'd told him: "see your wife with a baby, you are going to want to put one in her." but the moment he'd seen you holding his friend's newborn child, cooing your welcomes to the world the baby, the feeling in his cock told him he needed to fuck a baby inside of you.

despite cumming hard once inside you already, he couldn't stop fucking his cock into your sloppy pussy. thoughts of your belly swollen with his child, your pregnancy breasts engorged with milk swirled in his mind, reducing him to a moaning in love mess behind you.

all while he listened to the symphony of your whimper tinged moans of bliss, losing himself in how tight you still felt after cumming hard on his cock. your hips were angled up just right, allowing him more precision to bully his cockhead lovingly into your sweet spot. "get pregnant, get pregnant, get pregnant," his words were like a mantra to him, driven to fuck as much of his cum back inside his precious wife as he could.

drool pooled onto the pillow underneath your cheek, your head spinning and seeing stars as your walls clenched around his cock. "scara! scara, please! let me make you a daddy!" you sob in pleasure, twitching as your next orgasm accelerated in building.

scaramouche groaned as he pulled out of you, somehow getting harder hearing your words. he chuckled softly when you whimpered in protest, more than feeling the absence of his cock inside you.

he gently rolled you over onto your back, caressing your cheek with the hand his wedding ring was on. "say it again, please," his thumb skimmed feather light across your cheek. the look of love reflecting your eyes as you looked up at him made him weak.

you turn your cheek into his hand, nuzzling against it before leaning up to kiss him. your lips lingered on his for a moment as you pulled away. "i want to make you a daddy, scara. i love you, i love you so much."

"damn it, you are perfect," he groaned softly, spreading your legs. he slowly stretched you apart on his cock again, your back arching off the bed as he bottomed out.

"cum for me, pretty, while i fill you fuller," scaramouche moaned, he is a man gripped with a mission. his hold on your hips was gentle but firm, his fingertips rubbing loving encouragement on your skin. "let me do the rest."

your orgasm snapped almost unbearably tight in your core, shaking from slight overstimulation as you melted from his genuinely soft treatment. he could hear how close you are to cumming again in the way you moan. "good girl, good girl, you are so close," his cock pulsed hard between your walls as he thrust, feeling you clench from his praise, playing with and rubbing your clit to help you along.

his thumb pressing slow circles before the pads of his fingers rubbed the throbbing bud between them helped drag your orgasm out of you. he held you still while you shook from your orgasm, his cock emptying for a second time inside of you.

you didn't know if he was entirely satiated yet when his hips finally slowed to a stop. "let's stay like this for awhile, yes?" he nuzzled into your neck, gently holding you as he rested his weight on you with his cock still inside of you. he needs to be extra sure that his wife would be in a very delicate position soon.

[suntoru]

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ scara as ur lvr &lt;;3

summary: scaramouche definitely is not a softie.

a/n: because we all know 💗

wc: 477 words

warnings: fluff, simp behaviour, denial of feelings

─ ✰ SCARAMOUCHE is not a simp. he is a ruthless, cold-blooded harbinger who shows no mercy to his opponents. he bosses people around, breaks their limits, and uses them for his own benefit. he betrays people, the ones who trusted him the most, and turns his back on them. there’s no way he could be a softie even to his own lover, let alone even have one… right?

he definitely does not have a locked, hidden album on his phone named “idiot” filled with hundreds of secret photos he took of you sleeping, eating, smiling, giggling, or drunk, definitely not.

when you’re confused because you woke up on the bed when you’re sure you fell asleep on the couch waiting for him, you must have just been imagining things, cause SCARAMOUCHE isn’t a simp, he wouldn’t have carried you there.

and of course, he does not enjoy cuddling or hugs from his beloved. you must have just moved there in his arms at sleep, because why else would you wake up to him firmly wrapping his arms around your waist? he doesn’t get nightmares of you leaving him for someone more emotionally available, pshh, what a lie!

and SCARAMOUCHE does not get scared when he wakes up in the middle of the night to find you gone, only for you to come back moments later with a glass of water. he doesn’t feel a sigh of relief and a weight come tumbling down his shoulders, because he wasn’t worried in the first place!!

when you trip over a rock and hurt your leg, he rolls his eyes and calls you “stupid.” he’s only carrying you so he can get home faster, alright? there’s no love behind his gentle cradle and slight hints of worry, totally not.

pet names? nuh uh, he definitely doesn’t enjoy it when you call him “scara”, “kuni”, “my love”, or “darling”, and he isn’t blushing, you’re imagining things.

when you go on an adventure quest for a couple of days, he isn’t counting the hours of when you’ll be back in his arms, he has more important things to do, of course. he’s not more grumpy, and he’s only yelling at his underlings because they’re just stupid!! he doesn’t miss your touch, your scent, or your presence, and it most definitely doesn’t feel lonely in your shared home.

when you come back, hugging him tightly, he half-reciprocates because… it would be rude not to! he calls you clingy, huffing slightly, but you miss the ghost of a smile on his face as he looks away. SCARAMOUCHE doesn’t feel more at comfort knowing you’re home safe, he just… needs someone to rant to about his useless subordinates!

you do not have a place in his heart, and SCARAMOUCHE, the sixth fatui harbinger most definitely doesn’t need the presence of a mere mortal… of course not.

©kaeffeinee 2023. do not copy, repost, or translate any of my works on any platform.

[raonwashere]

Wanderer,[reader] and their little aranara friends ♡

Wanderer/Scaramouche Masterlist !!★ Directions ?!

okay but what if the reader could see the aranara with scara/ wanderer

It be so wholesome wodnwksns

-aranara's shipping reader with Scara and Scara gets flustered/embarrassed while reader is just giggling and clapping along( insert the aranara singing together the kissing song if ykyk)

-the aranara deff helped Scara. Example; first time you guys went on a date , he asked you to be come his s/o and marriage proposal even ??? (Proud aranara , okay now them arranging plans for the wedding ♡)

-aranara will tease Scara when the reader kisses him on the forehead , kisses his delicate hands or a peak on his lips <3 ( "Ooo! Nara [reader] loves nara scara/wanderer!!")

-I see this man getting jealous of the aranara or one spesific aranara u give to much attention to that spesific aranara

-(continuation from the jealous Scara) some aranara purposely draws the readers attention away from scara, leading scara very very unhappy (oh oh , unhappy mouche). I see this man picking you up and clinging you for the next few hours ( he will never forgive that aranara.)

-Parent reader and Scara taking care of them little aranara ??? ( Proud parents frfr )

-reader and Scara helping aranara cook or just helping them with some commissions or wtv their called (~ person who doesn't read dialogue)

thats all I got lmaoaoa ( i got bored) (originally sent this ask to luvkuvi )

[caro-bug]

Soft Chiscara scenarios I made up with my friend cuz we had a giant brainrot

So Childe and Scara often train together to test the limits of Childe's foul legacy

And one time during their break Childe figures that pretending to lose control and bite off Scara's hand would be absolutely hillarious

Cue Scaramouche screaming like a little girl

Signora just looking at these idiots like "eh, Dottore will sew it back on"

When Tartaglia finally stops with his charades he earns a smack on the head from Balladeer.

To atone for his sins, Childe gets banned from affection and becomes Scaramouche's errand boy for a week

Or at least that's supposed to be the case, because Scara's touch starved ass can't take this anymore

"Fine, you're terrible at handling my tasks anyways. Just come here."

They cuddle until Scaramouche's legs start to hurt

And longer because he'd rather be uncomfortable with Ajax than comfortable without him

Scara has a riddiculous habit of trying not to be obvious with his attempts to comofrt Childe, with always fails miserably

One time when he has a break he hears that his boyfriend had a rough mission.

When Childe comes back, he finds that Scaramouche CONVINIENTLY just prepared a nice hot bath for himself

But since Childe's dirty tired face looks so gross, Scara "mercifully" allows him to use the bathroom first.

Ajax smiles goofily and invites him to bathe together

Miraculously, Scaramouche agrees, and they end up washing each other's hair.

If (or when) Childe tries to make things suggestive, or comments on Scara's sudden vunerability, he ends up with shampoo squeezed into his eyes.

When Ajax is just in the bad mood for some silly reason/they're not dating yet, Scaramouche does the same thing as above, only with some stupid netflix series so they can turn off their brains together.

[peachesandsweetflowers]

How Scaramouche cares for you when you're sick due to depression.

♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡

♡ That boy knows you need space, he gets that he understands- How fucking ever- he will not hesitate to show up, rage in his soul, smile on his face and a very aggressive "ITS TIME TO EAT MY DARLING~"

♡ No you don't get a choice. If you go without eating too long you revoke the right to pick when you eat and he feeds you.

♡ If you end up with a bile back up he won't blame you. But you will get a loving rageful man finding you a doctor he can trust and an iv in your arm.

♡ After a bile back up you live with him now. He feeds you. Makes sure you EAT and drink water regularly. 

♡he never wants to hurt you but you don't have his permission to die so if you don't take care of yourself you will find him at your door taking care of you FOR you.

♡ Lovingly of course ♡

♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡

[hitomisuzuya]

scaramouche x fem!reader. fluff. scara being drunk and in love. drunk voicemails. soft scara. college au

i have aventurine smut planned, but i have wanted to write something like this for a long time. the lyrics are from somewhere only we know by keane.

scaramouche had plans to go out last night. but you didn't feel well, so you told him to go out with xiao without you. to have fun and not drink too much. he protested at first, saying "what kind of a man leaves his woman to go out when she is sick?" complete with trademark huff, and crossed arms.

scaramouche hates being without you. really, really hates it.

the next morning, feeling much better, you rolled over and grabbed your phone to check the time. you discovered you had several voicemails. you'd been so deep asleep that you didn't hear the phone ring.

they were all from scaramouche.

"fuck, you'd better be asleep, kitten," came scaramouche's very slurred voice, "i really hate the song playing. i wish you were here so my ears aren't bleeding alone. i don't know why xiao fucking loves this song. it's stupid pop crap. i miss you. fuck, i am so in love with you. you should feel my heart. it goes skip, skip when i think about you. it's kind of annoying--" end of voicemail.

he must've hit the recording limit.

"hey kitten, listen, it's a song you like. more pop crap, but the piano is kind of clutch, not gonna lie," you heard shuffling for a moment, he must've been taking his phone from his ear and holding it out so you could hear the song. after a few moments of hearing shrilled music, he must've put the phone back to his ear. "fuck what's it called again?" you heard some drunk sounding humming before the voicemail stopped.

smiling, you went onto the third voicemail. you heard somewhere only we know by keane come through the speaker again. only this time, you heard scaramouche's slurred voice singing the song to you. "i felt the earth beneath my feet. sat by the river and it made me complete. you make me feel complete."

scaramouche stumbled and hummed adorably to the part of the song he didn't know. your smile widened. "oh simppllee thing, where have you gone..yeah, kitten where are you? i miss you. i'll be he medicine that makes you feel better. fuck how does this song go?" the voicemail ended.

the fourth one immediately started with scaramouche singing, more slurred than before. you found out later from xiao that he'd fed the jukebox at the bar with 5 bucks to play somewhere only we know over and over so he could call you back to sing the parts of the song he wanted to sing to you.

"i'm getting old and i need something to rely onnnnnn. fuck hold on, i wanted to sing this part to you first..no, did you hear the made me feel complete part? you make me feel complete," you heard drinking noises and a heavy sigh.

"dude, scara, she is probably sleeping. you are going to wake her up," xiao's voice interrupted.

"fuck off, you shithead! i'm serenading my kitten! go put another dollar in the jukebox, i'm not done, she needs to hear this!" the voicemail ended.

the last voicemail started with him humming somewhere only we know. "i need something to rellyy on." at this point, he was just singing random lyrics. "wait, hold on..made me feel complete. something to rely on..xiao! xiao! these fucking lyrics, these fuckers really wrote this whole song for her," there was some shuffling noises. "xiao, we gotta go fucking kill keane!"

he was deadass convinced the band was in love with you and wrote the song for you so they could steal you away from him.

later that day, you played the voicemails for scaramouche. 'oh my god..i got so drunk last night" he said, dismayed as he pinched the bridge of his nose, an embarrassed flush on his cheeks.

"what? i thought the voicemails were sweet," you said, grinning at him. you gave him a quick kiss on his lips. "i'm keeping them." you had to say that before he asked you to delete them.

he sighed. "fine. keep them. not another soul hears them," he hissed. he was incapable of saying no to you.

[hitomisuzuya]

hiiii! hope you've been doing well and having a good christmas season time!!!💞

not sure if you're comfortable with writing this or not but what about wanderer with a s/o who gets overwhelmed and cries very easily during that time of the month? i just really need some fluffy fluff and you're the best at writing it 🥹

wanderer (scaramouche) x fem!reader. fluffy fluff fluff. period woes. comfort. soft scara

aww merry christmas and happy holidays to you and everyone around the world❤️ i cry very easily during that dreaded time 😭

before this happened, wanderer didn't know he would be thanking himself for having incredible foresight to buy one specific thing for you.

ah, your period. wanderer knew he wouldn't quite fully understand the monster (as he liked to call it) that was your period. he hates that he can't just purge it like he could unruly slimes screwing around too close to sumeru city.

wanderer is frozen with wide eyes. there you are, sniffling and crying with a closed light novel in your lap. he'd in a way sensed when your time of the month is coming, but it still gave him whiplash how the symptoms could suddenly rear their ugly heads at any given moment.

he couldn't imagine what it did to you.

your period also genuinely freaks him out. you are bleeding all the time, therefore you are dying. and you are always in so much pain that it hindered even your movements at times.

"why are doing that nonsense?" wanderer bristled, taking your hands off your face so you would look at him. "stop it," he hates seeing you cry. hates it. he can barely handle it.

"bu-but, the main character died at the end," your words wobbled as you sniffled, uselessly brushing tears away only for more to fall from your eyes.

"did you really like the main character that much?" he asked, glancing down at the light novel in your lap. "what was so great about him?" he was going to try and get to the bottom of this, even if he wasn't the best at expressing himself sometimes. he knew he ran the risk of sounding like an insensitive asshole and making things worse.

"no, not particularly. it's just.." you sniffled again, trailing off as your lower lip trembled.

"hm?" wanderer knew he absolutely had to be delicate in approaching this. please, just tell him how to fix it. it's always hard on him seeing you cry.

"his dog must be so lonely now. the main character promised he would come back, and animals have feelings too. i can't imagine the lonely sadness his poor doggo felt realizing his owner, who cared for him since he was a puppy, wasn't coming back," you are crying more tears now. "the main character is an only child, and his parents are dead. who would take his dog and care for him and love him now? it's just so sad," the words came tumbling out of your mouth.

you buried your face in your hands again, and wanderer let you. he knew you didn't like him seeing you cry.

as wanderer slowly processed what you said, he suddenly knew exactly what to do. he immediately turned and strode to his little hidey spot for gifts he'd gotten you. this one in particular was originally to make up for him being an asshole to you earlier in the week. who knew it would come in handy double like this.

you felt something tap the top of your head. "why don't you ask him yourself? he's right here," you opened your eyes to see wanderer holding a soft, plush dog that looked incredibly similar to the dog you are crying about in your book.

"aw, scara he is so cute," you cooed, taking the plush from him and putting it's nose against yours for a moment. wanderer is incredibly relieved that you instantly stopped crying.

"there, now he isn't going to be lonely or sad. see? he looks happy already," wanderer couldn't believe he was referring to an inanimate object like it was actually alive.

but it sure made you smile.

"he can keep you company while i run out and get some things for you. you need a new heating pad, right?" he hated how hooded your eyes looked from being in pain from cramps and body aches. he was already making a checklist in his head. pads, a heating pad. disgusting chocolate, both kinds.

"i can go with you," you started to get up.

"no. no, just stay where you are," he abruptly held up a hand to stop you from getting up. he could tell it hurt you to even move. he wasn't going to have that. he glared at you a little when you opened your mouth to protest.

sighing, he looked down at the stuffed dog in your lap as he grabbed a blanket to put around you. you would be in less pain while he was gone if you were warm. the concept of heating pads taught him that. "ask the mutt to hold down the fort for me," he knew he sounded incredibly silly, but it was worth it to him to see you smile softly up at him and nod.

before he left, you gave him a quick kiss. "thank you, scara. i love him, he is so cute. you are the absolute best," wanderer's vision on his chest lit up.

[hitomisuzuya]

Hi Suzu, how are you?

Could I request a fluff fic with reverse isekai and harbinger! scaramouche please :)

harbinger!scaramouche x fem!reader. fluffy fluff fluff. reverse isekai.

i know my fluff doesn't hit as well because i know that's not why you guys are really here, but, i enjoy writing fluff so 😊

scaramouche wasn't an idiot. once he'd discovered that the stars in teyvat were fake, he got to thinking. the idea of the stars had to come from somewhere else. the second he mysteriously arrived in your world, he sure got his answer.

your world's stars have to be the blueprint for teyvat's stars.

that wasn't the curious thing though. the curious thing was you. at first, you were just a means to an end. somewhere to stay until he adjusted to your world and then he would dip.

or so he thought.

he totally didn't expect this world to deal him a hand of cards in his favor. you sure are strange to him. you are well versed for some reason about where he has come from, so he didn't really have to explain anything to you.

once you got over the shock of him actually being here right in front of you, it didn't take him long for him to figure out that you are really, really in love with him. which stretched his ego in ways you couldn't possibly imagine.

so sue him if he used that to his advantage. it was sweet how often you dote on him.

needless to say, thanks to you, it was incredibly easy for him to adjust. your worlds mechanics are more similar to teyvat's than he thought.

as you would like to say, scaramouche was soaking up reality tv like a sponge. the overblown drama was the funniest thing in the world to him. and 95% of the time, these people did it to themselves. and he got to sit back and watch it all without even lifting a finger.

"i wish i could've taken you to a harbinger banquet. the drama that can be stirred up is just as good as this," he has probably what you would describe as a shit eating smirk on his face as he watched this woman cry about one guy she likes not returning her affection because she slept with his best friend.

scaramouche struggles to understand sentiment sometimes. this woman was waxing on about how she couldn't stop thinking about the guy she realizes she has more feelings for. about she even thought about him at night while she fell asleep. but she was losing sleep because she always was thinking about him.

"what is this shrew even talking about?" he scoffs, "she talks in a tone like all woman are like this. you either think about him while you fall asleep or you don't. how is she losing sleep thinking about him then?" he glances over at you, and immediately grits his teeth.

why did you have to look so cute right now?

you are having a delayed reaction of sorts. oh you heard every word he said, but you are still processing something he said before his rant. you had a soft, happy smile on your face while you fidget with your fingers. 'i can't believe he just said that to me. he said he wishes he could take me to a harbinger banquet. that would make it kind of like a date, right? should i bring it up later? or-'

"did you even hear a word i said?" scaramouche's voice cuts right through your pounding heart in your ears, and your racing thoughts.

"i think she is being truthful, at least in that respect," you reply, quickly trying to gather yourself. things have been very hard for you lately to say the least.

you enjoy actually being able to dote on scaramouche in ways you thought you never would've been able to. he is a fictional character, this shouldn't be possible. but sometimes you can barely handle being in his presence. it really reminds you of how in love with him you really are. he just flusters you so much.

and it shows all over your face.

scaramouche's eyes widen for a moment. what was with you? you usually made fun of these people with him. but there was something about your voice that sounds different now. like you relate to what she said a lot. "oh?" he raises his eyebrow in indication for you to continue.

"mhm, i do think she is being truthful," boy, did you know what she was talking about. "i have lost so many hours of sleep thinking about you. what she meant by losing sleep is she tosses and turns in bed thinking some kind of activity will force her to stop thinking about him, but it doesn't work. she can only think about him while her tossing and turning keeps her from sleeping," once you start talking however, you can't seem to stop.

"i have lost so much sleep doing exactly that. there is not one girl, no scratch that. there not one person on this earth that doesn't have someone they lose sleep thinking about like that," you took a breath to steady yourself, very firm on standing your ground. any second you knew scaramouche was going to cut in so you have to quick.

"for god's sake, i barely sleep knowing you are in the room next to mine. especially when i know i would.." you trail off in a fit of shy. you can barely bring yourself to finish what you are saying.

that you knew you would sleep so much better if you could be curled up next to him.

scaramouche snorts, and taps his index finger on your lips. "i hear you up at night, you know," he teased, smirking as your eyes widen for a moment as the blush on your cheeks darkens.

"huh? you do? i tried to be as quiet as possible. the last thing i wanted to do was disturb you," how?! you worked so hard to stay quiet at night.

"it's not disturbing me. i just have extra sensitive hearing," you couldn't help but smile a little bit at his response. it was his bristly way of reassuring you. this is why you are so interesting. you just confessed to being in love with him without actually saying it. it feels strangely...nice to him when he has these moments with you.

"since you humans are fragile enough to need sleep, i will sleep in the same bed as you so that you can sleep. i am not opposed to it," he glares at you, daring you to protest.

"you aren't?" you reply with shy hesitation that he quite frankly found adorable.

"i don't like being in debt to people. so consider that as repaying my debt you," things would've been a lot harder for him without you. and it didn't even make sense to him that you stay in a separate room at night.

"you are such a man, scara. and i mean they in the best way," you reply, smiling at him. it startles scaramouche how much he has been anticipating your smiles lately. you usually look away shyly at moments like this. and he was glad you didn't.

oh please, go on. he knows how great he is.

"let's watch these people implode themselves more," he clears his throat and unpauses the tv. he didn't even realize he automatically did it when you started talking. he glances at you and sighs.

you seem unsure of what to do now. you kept giving him side glances, looking at him for some sort of guidance. he realizes he can genuinely get used to the feeling of you depending on him for once.

sighing, he put his arm around you, bringing your head to rest on his chest. he mimics breathing for you to relax