SnakesInMyLung
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Hot Spring Massage by misSTEAK (misCOWculation)
Fandoms: 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game)
31 Aug 2021
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Scaramouche gets non-conned in his own personal onsen.
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- Part 3 of scaramouche gets annihilated
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20 Feb 2025
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“What would you know about feelings?” Tartaglia snaps. “You’re nothing but a puppet, an empty husk, cast aside by your own creator. You don’t even have a heart.”
Scaramouche digs his nails into the flesh of Tartaglia’s chest, hard enough to draw blood. “If I wanted one,” he says, teeth grazing against Tartaglia’s exposed neck, “I would have ripped yours out long ago.”
Scaramouche returns from Inazuma and claims his consolation prize.
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05 Oct 2024
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Scaramouche paused. He wasn’t used to getting compliments from Childe. “Shut up.”
“Why?”
“Because…” He trailed off, idly plucking at some of the strings. There was the sound of shuffling in front of him, and his chin was gently held– tilted up so he locked eyes with Childe. Grip tightening on the neck of his guitar, Scaramouche felt his heart in his throat as the other man softly stroked a thumb over his cheekbone. “Childe–”
His eyes searched over Scaramouche’s face, soaking in his features like it was the first time he was seeing him. “You’re pretty like a girl.”
“Huh?”
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03 Oct 2024
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tethered down, the elephant of my mind by gl0ssamer
Fandoms: 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game)
05 Jul 2022
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And – Childe Tartaglia is a fucking frat boy. He’s sporting a bright red letterman jacket, Alpha Phi Delta running across his chest, and something about the fact that he’s in a frat is so insulting that Scaramouche takes a second to register anything else about him. The fact that he’s tall (people really shouldn’t be this tall), has messy ginger hair and a bright smile on his face, and smells so offensively of some overly masculine cologne that Scaramouche feels like he needs to hold his breath in.
Everything about him screams person I would never-ever-ever get along with. A frat boy who’s taking a philosophy elective when he can’t even write essays for shit. A frat boy who comes in with a loud “hey, sorry, I’m late!” and drops his sports bag on the table, almost knocking Scaramouche’s coffee over, and extends a hand towards him.
or, the one where Scaramouche has no choice but to tutor Childe who’s failing his philosophy elective miserably, and he gets so much more than what he bargained for.
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03 Oct 2024