Pairing: Scaramouche X Afab!Reader

Pairing: Scaramouche x afab!Reader

Genre: smut

Warnings: MDNI, reader lactates, lactation kink, dry humping, praise (giving), mommy kink if you squint

Scaramouche has always been obsessed with your chest for reasons unknown to you. He would often touch you there, fondling your breasts and looking incredibly peaceful while doing so. Nothing made him more happy than laying on your pillowy chest, getting comforted by your gentle embrace and fingers carding through his hair.

So when you started lactating all of a sudden, he was certainly intrigued, not repulsed at all even though you were insecure about it.

He noticed it by accident when he was sitting in your lap, playing with your breasts and then suddenly his hand got a bit wet. You could feel the cold sensation of the wet shirt sticking to your nipples and you knew exactly what happened. You became shy, averting your gaze all embarrassed but Scara wouldn't have any of it. He perked up, lifting his head from your shoulder where it rested beforehand, looking at you wide-eyed.

"This is so embarrassing. I'm sorry, I don't know why it's happening to me. I should go change my shirt..." You started mumbling, trying to push him off but then you noticed his expression, his violet eyes hooded and brimming with passion, intently eyeing the wet spots on your clothes. He squirmed in your lap, trying to hide how hard he got.

"Stop. This is unexpected, sure, but not unwelcome..." He trailed off, letting his fingers graze over your clothed nipple. You shivered at his touch, and shook your head in confusion.

"What do you mean?"

He smirked, finally tearing away his gaze from your boobs and looking into your eyes instead.

"I wonder how you'll taste. Will you let me?" He sounded so eager and you were honestly stunned by his confession. You nodded, hesitantly, and watched how his face lit up. He helped you wiggle out of your shirt, moving to sit so he could face you entirely, with each of his legs by your side.

He started rubbing one of your boobs while his other hand grabbed the second one, squeezing it gently until the light liquid started coming out of the nipple. He unconsciously rutted his hips at that, groaning at the sight, immediately moving down to lick the drops of milk falling down on your chest and stomach. He whimpered when the liquid hit his tongue, letting out a shaky breath. "So good...need more." He latched onto your boob and just started sucking, tasting you in full. He was so greedy, pulling you closer to him. Your hand moved into his dark hair as you started massaging his scalp gently. That brought out another moan out of him, the motion of his lips intensifying. Experimentally, you touched his clothed erection with your free hand. A sinful groan left him as he momentarily detached himself from your leaking breast.

"Yes, touch me more," he commanded you and then went back to your other breast, sucking the first one almost dry already. You did as you were told, rubbing his cock through the fabric, enjoying how responsive he was to your touch, how his hips sought your hand. The sensation of your boobs being emptied from the milk was a strange one, yet you couldn't say you didn't enjoy his ministrations on you. You didn't remember him ever being this excited. It was pretty hot, actually. You occasionally let out a soft moan of your own, closing your eyes to fully immerse yourself in the moment.

"I'm getting close," Scara panted into your chest. It's almost embarrassing how fast and easily he got there. You didn't even stimulate him properly yet he was a whining mess on your lap, announcing his incoming orgasm. With a strained moan and gripping your hip and breast, he came in his shorts, his quickened breathing louder than usual. He nuzzled into your chest, eyes closed. You kept rubbing him as he slowly got out of his high.

"Good boy," you praised him, wrapping your arms around him to hold him against your naked chest.

"I...hah, thoroughly enjoyed this." He said, wiping away the milk from his chin and licking it off of his finger. "Let us move to the bedroom and I'll repay you tenfold for this treat~"

May I request a smut piece with Hylia’s Chosen Hero please? 👀

So, So Gentle (Hylia's Chosen Hero x Reader)

𝗔/𝗡: 𝗶 𝗵𝗼𝗽𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗲𝗻𝗷𝗼𝘆!! 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗱𝗮 𝗳𝗼𝗹𝗹𝗼𝘄𝘀 𝗺𝘆 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗼𝗻𝗮𝗹 𝗵𝗰 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗵𝗲 𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘀 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗮𝗻 𝗮𝘀𝘀𝗵𝗼𝗹𝗲 𝗶𝗻 𝗽𝘂𝗯𝗹𝗶𝗰 𝗼𝗻𝗹𝘆 𝗯𝗰 𝗵𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝘀 𝗮 𝗺𝗲𝗮𝗻 𝗺𝘂𝗴. 𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝘄𝗶𝘀𝗲 𝗵𝗲'𝘀 𝗮 𝗽𝗿𝗲𝘁𝘁𝘆 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗶𝗰 𝗴𝘂𝘆 (𝗲𝘅𝗽𝗲𝗰𝘁 𝗶𝗻 𝗯𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗹𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗹𝗶𝗹 𝘀𝗶𝗱𝗲 𝗽𝗶𝗲𝗰𝗲 𝗪𝗛𝗔𝗛𝗔𝗛𝗔𝗛)

𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚: 𝘃𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗹 𝘀𝗲𝘅

𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚? ⇒ 𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩

𝙟𝙤𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙧?

To the rest of the world, he’s a man of very few words.

  Harsh stares and even harsher glares. Eyes that observe and observe while piercing everything in sight. A tall and proud stance that stands with confidence and power. And takes every single step with the courage and strength of a thousand men. He’s intimidating on a good day. Yet absolutely terrifying on his worst. The picture-perfect person of a rougher than rough exterior. Of a man who will amount to more than one could ever hope to be within their lifetime. 

  That’s what the world sees him as. The Hero Chosen by Hylia. The one born to protect all that is good. The one born to save all that is good. That is what the world has always seen him as. And will continue to, even long after his death. 

  But the man you know paints a far different picture. One more beautiful, you might add.

  For now, as he stands in front of you, bathed in the light of the moon streaming in from your open window, the only word you know is gentle. It’s how he treats you. How he treats you after sneaking into your bedroom through your balcony, mere minutes ago to escape the prying eyes of the world around him. So, so gentle as he approached your sleeping form and woke you up with cloud-like kisses to your forehead, nose, and cheeks. So, so gentle as you began to rouse from your slumber and his kisses began to reach your lips before traveling lower. So, so gentle as you rose from your bed and placed your hands over his as he took his time with undressing you of your pure white silky robes. And somehow?

  He’s even more gentle as he pushes you on your back, parts your legs, and pushes his cock inside of you.

  It’s far from the first time the two of you slept together. Far from the first time you took each other’s virginity long, long ago. And yet, sometimes you can’t help but gasp and hiss and moan at the first feeling of slowly being stuffed full. The stretch is there. That feeling that causes your eyes to flutter shut and for your lover to let out a shudder breathed from the sensation alone. It comes from the lonely nights. The lonely nights apart where he’s off fighting the monsters and demons you can hardly imagine. The lonely nights where you find company in your hands while trying to imagine that they were his own.

  Tonight was supposed to be no different. That was what you truly believed as your fingers found their way around their body, teasing and toying yourself in all the ways you loved as he took care of you. And that was what you believed even as you finished earlier than usual, with a heavy heart and even heavier eyes- forcing you to doze off much sooner than you would have liked.

   But now you’re awake. Wide, wide, wide awake as he’s here in front of you. Gazing down at you with the most gentle, most adoring look in his eyes. As his hands find a home in holding on to your torso as he snaps his hips into you once. Twice. Three times. And then suddenly? Over and over again. 

“F…fuck…” The expletive climbs from your throat softly as you try to keep your noise to a minimum. Though it’s hard. It’s so, very hard because gentle is now turning into rough. The sweetest kisses are turning into bite marks and hickeys that line your skin whenever he decides upon a new place to mark you up. The quiet, pleased hums are turning into cries of pleasure and surprise as he effortlessly controls just how could you feel in each and every moment. And the almost silent rustle of your sheets as he reintroduces you to his loving embrace turns into creaks and groans as your bedframe hits against the wall in a very telling way. “Uh…I, um…”

  “Such a foul word for such a pretty mouth.” His response is instant. His voice was low and his tone heavy. You feel the words travel straight through your body and arrive at your core. It causes your lower walls to flutter around his cock, still taking its time filling you up inside and assuming its rightful place. “And yet, I’ve never heard a sound more beautiful.”

  It’s after the last word he utters leaves his lips does he make another move. This time it’s leaning over your naked form faster than you can blink. The new position allows for him to hit the deeper inside of you. It allows for him to turn rough into fast and sloppy as the hands on your sides move to grab at your legs. All so he can slowly, slowly, slowly, bend you in half for him while watching your every expression as your position changes. And now that he has you with your legs folded and pressed between your chest and his, you can’t help but feel surrounded. By his breath that fans over your swollen, kiss-riddle lipped. By his gaze that seems to grow more and more intense with each passing moment as he lets you adjust for just a moment. And by him. Him, him, him, as you’re held impossible close to his body. 

  While still sharing a connection in your most intimate of places. 

  Time passes slowly while he’s not moving inside of you. You spend those moments passing out kisses for all the ones you both missed while he was away. But eventually, the anticipation grows too much. And the orgasm that was slowly beginning to build in your lower stomach is starting to subside. So you take the chance. You ask for more. You ask for him to move. 

  You ask for him to make you cum.

  And his response?

  “It would be an honor…my princess…”

  Because to the rest of the world, he may appear harsh. He may appear ruthless. Perhaps even cold-hearted. Or maybe even cruel. As nothing more than a soldier. A tool used in the art of war. The man with the thousand-yard stare that could match the best generals and the best fighters. The man with unfounded power. Unbounded strength. And unrivaled courage. The man had seen and had fought it all. Again and again and again. With nothing but the sword in his hand and the devil within his eyes.

  But to you? 

  He would always be someone sweet. Someone adoring. Kind and loving. Devoted and passionate. A good lover. A good kisser. A good fuck too, whenever you need it most. But most of all…he would be gentle.

  So, so gentle. 

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Favorite trope with one of my favorite Genshin men ♡

May not be my cleanest work but like it nevertheless

Would anyone like to see any other specific angst tropes with specific characters? Lemme know!

Tighnari lmao 😂

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Lumine saved Scara from the clutches of Dottore. The aftermath is especially sweet. <3

get isekai’d into your gacha hell but every time you meet someone who has a soul-crushing heart-wrenching tear-inducing punch in the throat backstory you give them a non contextual hug (ft. 6reeze)

『♡』 be mine, valentine! (inazuma characters x gn!reader)

what the inazuma characters would get you (or, what you would gift them) for valentine's day!

tags: pure fluff, gn!reader

『♡』 raiden shogun

the raiden shogun turns the small box over in her hands a few times, stern expression never once leaving her face.

"you say this is some sort of... gift? what is the occasion?"

you explain to her that it is for valentine's day, which is meant to celebrate the bonds of love. she huffs when you mention the l word, shaking her head at you. so foolish, but so endearing to her.

"tricolor dango? you do know i do not need such sustenance." she says this, but quickly stuffs the box into a cabinet, intent on eating it later (in secret). "but you came all this way to gift it to me. i must do something for you in return. come, we will go into the town and i will announce to all that you are special to me."

『♡』 ei

"valentine's day may be a custom that is foreign to inazuma, but makoto would speak of it each year when the time came around. ...she delighted in such simple joys." ei's smile is melancholy. "i thank you for sharing this day with me this year. it makes me feel less alone."

ei, on the other hand, is delighted that you thought of her on valentine's day. the tricolor dango you made for her are swiftly eaten, and she compliments you on your pastry skills until you're thoroughly embarrassed.

she enjoys the day spent with you. even doing something as simple as walking through inazuma city together means more to her than you'd ever know. she stops at every little cart and orders a trinket or two for you, you're no doubt going to need a new shelf to hold them all. ei can't help it, she sees you in so many things.

『♡』 ayaka kamisato

"you got something for me? i can’t believe it… i’ve always wanted to spend this special day with someone. i’m glad that it ended up being you.”

ayaka’s gift to you, she says with rosy cheeks, is a dance. she pulls you close, leading you gracefully through the steps. with her hand on your waist, you feel yourself quickly falling into a rhythm, despite never having practiced this dance before.

the fireflies illuminate the courtyard of the kamisato estate, it’s late enough that all of the workers have gone home. in the soft blue glow, it is just you and her.

『♡』 kazuha kaedehara

“for many years i have been a vagrant, and even still i go where the wind calls me. but, if i were to have a home, it would be you. i thank you for that.”

kazuha enjoys every moment he gets to share with you. he takes your hand in his, and the both of you stroll along the docks, kazuha telling you of all that had happened since his last visit. his voice is so gentle you hardly can keep your eyes open.

he tucks a flower from liyue under your ear, a glaze lily, and when you ask him the meaning of the flower he smiles wistfully. maybe he'll tell you one day.

『♡』 yoimiya

"heart-shaped fireworks! just for you, cutie! i spent so long creating these special ones for you... look, even the tips of my fingers are stained from the gunpowder. it was so worth it though, 'cause it's for you!"

yoimiya is so excited to show you her new creations! she grabs your wrist and tugs you up on the hill above inazuma city. she smiles so wide her cheeks hurt as she points up at the sky, your favorite color and hers intertwining in flashy hearts.

she has a hard time keeping her eye off the sky, but you're looking at her almost the entire time.

『♡』 kujou sara

"the shogun has told me about this holiday before. never before have i had reason to celebrate it but... i suppose i must come out and ask it. be my valentine?"

kujou sara overthinks the day completely. in truth, she's not too sure about what she should get you. would a nice necklace be too intimate? would a shogun statuette be too informal? it's not like she had any close friends to ask...

in the end, she settles for a pair of earrings. she hand makes them, two of her own feathers dangling from a silver chain. it's very obvious, but she wants your approval, wants you to tell her you like them. she may not be too good with words, but the relaxed smile she gives you when you put them on says more than words ever would.

"you are... as beautiful as ever."

『♡』 kokomi sangonomiya

"i've been thinking hard about what to get you, and i settled for something that helps me out on the daily. i hope this, too, can help you organize your thoughts, and clear your head when the seas are the roughest and i am not around."

kokomi gives you a journal. in it is doodles of you and her, thoughts and encouragements written throughout the pages. sticky notes are folded throughout with little notes such as 'open when anxious', or 'open when you need a pick-me-up'.

the both of you spend a quiet evening inside relaxing. she's just happy to be able to be herself with you, if just for a little while.

『♡』 arataki itto

"of course you couldn't resist giving something to the GREAT arataki itto! haha, i'll add this to my monstrous pile of gifts i already got today... h-hey don't look at me like that! fine, yours is the only one i got and i love it. that better?"

itto almost bursts into tears when you hand him the handmade chocolates you made for him. not once had he ever received a valentine's gift (from anyone other than his gang, or his grandma) so he treasures it more than anything.

he spends the rest of the night trying to perfect a candy recipe; his gang members behind him, cheering him on. after burning multiple pans, he begs kuki shinobu to bail him out.

the next day, you're greeted with an embarrassingly large banner, "HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY TO MY LOVE!" painted in pink paint. itto slings his arm around your shoulder, beaming, and hands you slightly messy oni mask chocolates. he holds you until you praise him — he did work really hard on all of this, after all. he also wrote a song for you that he'll perform for all of ritou to hear, if you so wish.

『♡』 yae miko

"aw, come to give me something for valentine's day, little dove? come, sit next to me and show me what you have there."

oh you're walking into a fox's den with this one. she thinks it's so cute you would get her something; if her tail wasn't hidden it'd be wagging.

of course, she did get you something for the holiday. a new light novel, with a trope she knows you really like. did she get it written just for you? that, she'll never tell. if you ask nicely, maybe she'll read it out loud to you later tonight...

『♡』 thoma

"you got me windwheel asters? i... truly don't know what to say except thank you. this means more to me than you'll ever know."

thoma's expression is soft as he ushers you inside, taking the cut bouquet and quickly placing them in a vase. if he closes his eyes and concentrates on the sweet smell, he can almost picture the lush fields of his homeland.

as a thank you, he makes you your favorite meal. don't even think about helping him, he wants you to relax. sit on the counter, and he'll let you taste test every so often to make sure everything is perfect. because you deserve only the best.

『♡』 gorou

"i know you like petting my ears and tail and... ah, this is embarrassing... my gift for you is just as warm and cozy! for nights when i can't be there!".

his tail thumps against your leg as he hands you your gift. his eyes are watching your own, hoping that you'll like it. you slowly unwrap the puppy print wrapping paper, and see that underneath lies a soft blanket, folded neatly.

he'll light a big bonfire and get warm and cozy with you. the blanket fits around you both, and he rests his head on your shoulder. gorou's cheeks are rosy, and he can't stop his tail from wagging.

『♡』 ayato kamisato

"beloved one, do allow me to spoil you for the day. all my duties have been taken care of, so it'll be just you and i."

he gifts you the finest of yukatas. of course, he wishes to see you in it, and the compliments he gives you make your face feel hot. ayato only wishes he got you more than one to try on.

at the end of the day, the two of you take a bath together. the scented oils make your stress melt away, and ayato nearly dozes off as he lays against your chest, your fingers threading through his hair. maybe he'd take off work more often...

『♡』 kuki shinobu

"surprise! i made this just for you! haha, that adorable look on your face made this all worth it. will you do me and miss beary the honors of going on a date?"

her gift is a giant teddy bear, one she has a very hard time carrying through the streets of inazuma city. she had the gang help her sew together some parts, so some stitches are less... elegant than others, but it is still an adorable plushie anyways.

kuki swings your hand in hers as she walks you to uyuu restaurant. whatever you want, she'll buy for you, as you're her special one. maybe she'll even feed it to you if you ask nicely.

『♡』 heizou shikanoin

"guess who? hm... i'll give you a hint... i'm your favorite detective! aaaand... your loving boyfriend! you better get it right!"

he takes his hand off from over your eyes and holds out a bouquet of purple flowers. heizou spent a long while picking out which ones would have the perfect meaning for you and him.

purple denrobiums; love me for life.

as soon as you say his name, he takes his hands away from your eyes and presents you with a bouquet of purple flowers. he tells you he spent all of yesterday researching ones that has the perfect meaning to gift you.

purple dendrobiums, love me for life.

he wants to do something fun with you, so he takes you starseeing! heizou doesn't know much about constellations, so he makes up stories to go along with each one. he lays his head in your lap, and the two of you talk into the late morning hours.