"Kiss me now or say goodbye to oxygen", is what had first left his mouth when you see Wanderer approaching. His brows furrowed so much, scowl so deep, and irritation and annoyance just oozing from his being. If you're honest, he literally looks like he's about to murder someone.
AAAAAHHH HI HOW ARE YOU GRAAAH SORRY ABOUT MY LAST REQ I MEANT READER NOT USER
CAN YOU DO A NSFW WITH NAWASHI (SHIBARI ARTIST) SCARA WHO DOES SOME REALLY COMPLEX STUFF ON READER THEN THEY DO THE BANG BANG ‼️‼️ 😋
THANK YOU I LOVE YOUR WORKS AAAAH
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Scaramouche x fem!reader. Smut. Degradation. Bondage/Shibari. Breeding kink. Cream pie. Fingersucking. Modern AU.
Hi dear❤️ Sorry it took so long and thank you as always for the delicious request. I love writing bondage and it isn't requested a lot from me.
You couldn't tear your eyes away from Scaramouche's fingers as he worked. They looked so fluid, so expert, so suckable as he tied and looped the ropes around you. How he took his time, and how thorough he was being really went a long way to show that he took pride in his work.
Your legs were bent and spread, your ankles tied to your thighs in a variety of intricate knots. He took extra care tying your wrists to your ankles. The more complicated he got with tying and securing the knots, the harder he got.
You look so vulnerable, and delicate. Completely at his mercy. You were a vision of erotic submission. All bound up, your pussy wet and ready for him.
Scaramouche noticed you staring, and smirked. "Here," He said, offering you his index and middle finger, "Suck while I double check these knots," He pushed his fingers into your eager mouth, his cock pulsing from the feeling of your warm mouth suctioning wet around them as you sucked.
You let out happy, muffled moans as he pressed on your tongue, pumping them in and out of your mouth.
Something first, though. Scaramouche took his fingers out of your mouth, a string of saliva connecting your tongue to his fingers. "You good?" You nodded. "The knots aren't too tight?" You shook your head. "Any pain?" You shook your head again, offering him a soft, reassuring smile that made his heart skip beats.
"Tch," He scoffed, narrowing his eyes. He grasped your jaw, squeezing it a little. "Now answer me verbally, slut. Do you want me?"
You shivered under the sudden, heavy wet of his dominance. Your cheeks flushed adoringly, his degradation making you wetter, and your clit throb and swell. "Yes, I want you. My body aches for your cock," Goosebumps rose in the wake of his fingers as they trailed down your stomach and between your legs.
He traced the shape of your pussy, rubbing the tip of his finger on your clit. His ministrations spurred the throbbing in your clit. You whined softly, struggling to move your hips up to grind your clit on his finger.
Scaramouche raised an eyebrow for you to continue. "S-so much I can hardly stand it," Your words were breaking into moans, pleasure starting to curl and jolt through your body.
He stroked his cock while he watched you struggle. He teased his finger at your hole, groaning softly feeling it clench around his finger tip. He laughed hearing your whine of protest when he withdrew his finger. He replaced it with his cock, rubbing it between your folds.
Scaramouche laughed softly, the head of his leaking cock rubbing on your clit. "What a little slut you are," He groaned huskily, "already so wet just from watching me tie you up."
His teasing was so cruel and he relished in it. There was a pitch of desperation in your moans. "What do you say, kitten?" He purred in delight, pushing the tip of his cock a little inside of you, further teasing you.
You gasped in pleasure as he reached up to pinch and play one of your nipples for extra stimulation. "P-Please! Please, I want you s-so bad," You stumbled over your words, your thighs shaking as he pushed his cock inside of you.
When his cock was half way inside of you, Scaramouche bottomed out with a harsh snap of his hips. His cock abruptly hitting your sweet spot tore a pornographic moan from your throat.
"Fuck," He moaned shakily, "You are this wet, but still so tight. What a fucking whore," The tight warmth of your walls clutching and clenching snug around his cock was a dizzying sensation. "I'll breed you full of my cum for your subservience."
Scaramouche's mouth watered in anticipation of filling your stuffed, messy cunt with his cum. Of seeing it seep around his cock while he bred you. There was a satisfying smack of his skin against yours, your toes curling as he angled his hips to fuck himself deeper into you.
Your mind was hazy as his cock stretched you apart. You grew more sensitive with every thrust, your eyes glazed over and hardly noticing the drool pooling from the corner of your mouth. You couldn't move, forced to feel every delicious pulse and throb of his cock. The only thing you could do was moan, unable to focus on anything but him and how good his cock felt fucking into you.
He put a hand on the back of your head, pulling on your hair. "Look at how cute you look. Dumb and drooling, impaled on my cock," He captured your lips in a messy, deep kiss.
His tongue wrestled yours into quick submission, pressing your mouth against his as he deepened the kiss. Tearing his mouth off of yours, his own moans mingled uncontrolled with yours.
At first you didn't hear yourself whimpering for him to cum inside. Scaramouche's laugh was soft and drunk sounding. He mocked your noises for a few moments. "You sound so cute when you are about to cum," He reached down to rub your clit, sending your body to tremble and quiver.
The warm knot collecting in your core came undone, his name sounding from you in a pleasured scream as your orgasm washed over you. Scaramouche leaned down to sink his teeth into your neck, supporting you against him as he chased his climax.
Cum ribboned inside of you, his body shaking above you. His mouth sucking and biting the fold of skin in his mouth did little to conceal his long, satisfied moan as he emptied his cock inside of you.
Pulling out, Scaramouche's eyes drank in the site of his cum dripping onto your cunt. He scooped some up on his finger, fingering his cum back inside of you before putting it in your mouth. "Clean it before I stuff you full again."
Yan!Scaramouche x GN!Reader (Smut, Dubcon, Scara 'hates' you, No gendered terms but reader is receiving)
As a skirmisher, your only honor is in serving your harbinger to their utmost satisfaction. Which is why you can’t help but feel wronged when the weight of Scaramouche’s disdainful glares follow you around every corner.
happy scara banner day!
smut under the cut // MDNI
wanderer x bottom reader smut
cw: gn reader, as in no mention of readers genitals, scara fantasizing, biting, marking, shower sex mention, tba.
Just this one thought that I had in my head and has been sitting in my drafts for a long time
Step bro! Scara who fucks you in front of the mirror... ¡Warnings!: NSFW, Stepcest, Mean-ish Scara, Belly bulge, Possible dubcon turned consensual(?), Proceed with caution!
(🍍). PINEAPPLE SHAKE served !!
ෆ. wanderer x reader .
ෆ. NSFW warning : horny boy cumming just by watching uu <3
ෆ. bondage, cumming untouched
"Shit, stop teasing," Wanderer groans as you rub his tip through his clothing. Not like he could do much about it with his wrists bound to the arms of a chair. "Why?" you look at him innocently, lips curved into a feigned naivety. "What're you gonna do?"
He grits his teeth. "When I get my hands on you, I-" it's cut off with a gasp as your hand slip into his underwear, fingers finding their way around his drooling cock.
He almost whimpers at the sight of you biting your lower lip with a teasing smile.
You pull back your hand, leaving him craving your touch. "You're so hard," you laugh nonchalantly, watching as his face goes a shade redder.
You lick your lips with a grin, studying the precum that had stained your fingers and taking a taste, all while having your eyes locked on Wanderer's expression.
His thighs tremble as he watches you slowly, slowly, remove your underwear, reaching down to touch yourself.
"Wanderer," you moan, mainly exaggerating it to see his expression.
"Stop," he says hoarsely, pulling his wrists, trying to free himself of his restraints. "Stop, stop, stopstopstop," he's whining.
The torture drags on as you continuously mewl his name. There's tears forming in your eyes, you're biting your lower lip, your thighs are spread out— if he could just free himself of the ropes that bound him, he would grab a fistful of your hair and thrust you down on his cock, listening to you beg for forgiveness. He wanted so bad to watch your belly bulge with his hot cum at that moment, to hear you scream his name like a mantra. He wanted to fuck you until you learned your lesson, until you couldn't speak, until your whole body gave out.
But for now, he groans as sticky cum stains his clothing.
"You just came untouched," you say with a mocking shocked tone.
"Shut the fuck up," he seethes, panting.
You giggle. "But you're still hard, aren't you?"
You get on top of him, lowering yourself down on his cock. "Wait-" he whimpers, "N-no-"
"You tired?" you tease. "We've only just begun."
(🍍). PINEAPPLE SHAKE served !!
ෆ. wanderer x reader .
ෆ. NSFW warning : horny boy cumming just by watching uu <3
ෆ. bondage, cumming untouched
"Shit, stop teasing," Wanderer groans as you rub his tip through his clothing. Not like he could do much about it with his wrists bound to the arms of a chair. "Why?" you look at him innocently, lips curved into a feigned naivety. "What're you gonna do?"
He grits his teeth. "When I get my hands on you, I-" it's cut off with a gasp as your hand slip into his underwear, fingers finding their way around his drooling cock.
He almost whimpers at the sight of you biting your lower lip with a teasing smile.
You pull back your hand, leaving him craving your touch. "You're so hard," you laugh nonchalantly, watching as his face goes a shade redder.
You lick your lips with a grin, studying the precum that had stained your fingers and taking a taste, all while having your eyes locked on Wanderer's expression.
His thighs tremble as he watches you slowly, slowly, remove your underwear, reaching down to touch yourself.
"Wanderer," you moan, mainly exaggerating it to see his expression.
"Stop," he says hoarsely, pulling his wrists, trying to free himself of his restraints. "Stop, stop, stopstopstop," he's whining.
The torture drags on as you continuously mewl his name. There's tears forming in your eyes, you're biting your lower lip, your thighs are spread out— if he could just free himself of the ropes that bound him, he would grab a fistful of your hair and thrust you down on his cock, listening to you beg for forgiveness. He wanted so bad to watch your belly bulge with his hot cum at that moment, to hear you scream his name like a mantra. He wanted to fuck you until you learned your lesson, until you couldn't speak, until your whole body gave out.
But for now, he groans as sticky cum stains his clothing.
"You just came untouched," you say with a mocking shocked tone.
"Shut the fuck up," he seethes, panting.
You giggle. "But you're still hard, aren't you?"
You get on top of him, lowering yourself down on his cock. "Wait-" he whimpers, "N-no-"
"You tired?" you tease. "We've only just begun."
⋆ DEGRADATION KINK
ft. Scaramouche, Childe, Pantalone
𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔 cw. f!reader, doggy 4 all of them. dacryphilia, hair pulling ( sc. ), praising + degradation ( ch. )
request from @lilitt
Scaramouche loves it when you cry, when your soft, cute eyes water slightly under the mean tone in his words. only spurs him into being meaner. “filthy slut” he groans in your neck, keeping your legs spread, back arched and your soaked, spread pussy right where he wants. one of his hands keep your hips bent while the other tangles in your hair, pulling roughly, “always so desperate for cock, like a stupid whore” how could he blame you when he fucks you so nice and deep, touching every inch of your sweet pussy, “you love it when I fuck you like this, huh? when I use your drenched hole to masturbate... fuck, so tight and warm”
Just this one thought that I had in my head and has been sitting in my drafts for a long time
Step bro! Scara who fucks you in front of the mirror... ¡Warnings!: NSFW, Stepcest, Mean-ish Scara, Belly bulge, Possible dubcon turned consensual(?), Proceed with caution!
BRAIN ROT. Scaramouche x fem!reader. Aventurine x fem!reader (Separate) Smut. Blowjob. Collar and leash (Scaramouche) Degradation (Scaramouche) Praise (Scaramouche/Aventurine)
Spoiling them, that's the real name of the game, right?. I am hoping writing Scara's part will give me extra luck for his rerun😭
There was a unique blend of soft and dominance in Scaramouche's eyes as he looked down at you. You were on your knees in front of him, your cheek nuzzling lovingly against his thigh. He reached down and stroked his fingers through your hair.
You sighed content, your cheeks flushed as you looked up at him. His head pets never failed to comfort you. It was an action he only allowed you to experience.
"Something on your mind?" He asked, smirking as he raised an eyebrow.
"Mhm," You said softly, looking away shyly. "I want to worship your cock," The pleading look in your eyes made his cock pulse.
His ego always doubled in size whenever you said something like that. Sighing, he stroked his hand through your hair again. "Go ahead, kitten," His indigo eyes glinted, reaching down before you could to take out his hardening cock. "Indulge yourself."
The way your eyes lit up as he moved your head towards his cock made his cock pulse harder as he pushed the flushed tip against your lips. Smearing precum on your pretty lips sent a shiver through him.
Wrapping your hand around his cock, you wasted no time licking the precum soaked slit. He let out a shaky sigh, his hand folding to tighten on your hair. Your tongue felt so warm, and so wet. It was addicting how even little licks felt worshipping.
Scaramouche tried to swallow back a soft moan as you took the head of his cock into your mouth. You curled your tongue around it, softly sucking as his legs started to shake.
He was never one to hold himself back from indulging himself in you. He pushed your mouth down onto his cock, his hips jerking up to push his cock at the way into your mouth.
"F-Fuck," He groaned huskily, his cock pulsing on your tongue as you coughed. How good your mouth and throat felt convulsing and tightening around his cock sent him reeling.
The Balladeer deserved to be worshipped. He knew this. It was such a pleasure to see you in your rightful place, on your knees with your pretty mouth wrapped around his cock in praise for him.
"Look at you," He marvelled, gripping your hair a little tighter as he guided your mouth up and down on his cock, "Drooling so beautifully on my dick like a cock drunk slut."
Scaramouche loved how limp you always became in his grip. You were perfectly happy to let him use your throat as he pleased. Your mouth ground wet and slurping around his cock as you sucked. Drool shamelessly pooled from the corners of your mouth.
You purposely coughed as you rested his cock in your throat, pumping your hand up and down the part that wasn't in your mouth. You lapped and flattened your tongue against the vein that buldged up, tearing a louder moan from him.
Scaramouche held your head still as he felt his orgasm approaching. Your eager sucks only encouraged his orgasm to build up, feeling his cock throb harder in your mouth.
You are always the perfect pet, looking up at him in such submission as cum spurted salty into your mouth.
-Scaramouche always enjoyed himself a little extra if you wore a collar while he fucked you. He liked to hook his finger into it or tug on the leash to bring your head down so he could kiss you with aggressive passion.
If you are underneath him, he liked to tie your wrists together above your head with the leash. You always looked so precious fucked dumb on his cock, your eyes glazed over and body twitching as he hit your sweet spot. His fingers would caress your throat, brushing against the collar tenderly before he used it to tug your head up for a kiss.
Aventurine wished the back of his chair wasn't in the way. He wanted to lean back in your arms and feel them tighten around him like he was the precious thing in the world to you.
Because he is.
Goosebumps rose up on his neck in the wake of your lips as you pressed soft kisses on his neck. "Let me spoil you tonight, Aventurine," You murmured in his ear, making his cheeks heat as he chuckled softly.
"To what do I owe the pleasure, sweetheart?" Aventurine said, his heart stopping eyes following you as you walked around in front of him.
You smiled softly at him as you shook your head. "It's just, you always put my pleasure before yours," He reached up with his beautiful, gloved fingers to cup your chin so you would look at him again when you looked away shyly. "Use me tonight, Aventurine. Please."
The blush on his cheeks darkened as he watched you sink to your knees in front of him. Your fingers quivered in anticipation as you unbuttoned his pants and took out his cock. You were determined to make this man put himself first before you. And you were going to do your best to make that happen.
As far as you were concerned, he more than deserved it.
Aventurine's cock immediately twitched and pulsed, sensitive as your fingers and thumb skimmed a long his length. Your touches felt so doting, his eyes nearly rolling into the back of his head as you wrapped your lips around the head of his cock.
His fingers gently stroked your hair, his hips jerking up against your mouth in response to your sucks. He was reserved at first about taking complete control. However, he could feel himself fast getting lost in the sensation of his cock slowly sinking inch by inch into your mouth as you lowered your head.
Aventurine didn't dare push your mouth down too fast, his fingers tightening in your hair. "M-my good girl," He stumbled over his words, a soft whimper sounding from as his cock bottomed out in your mouth, "Don't you know you are always good to me?"
You moaned in response hearing his praise. He slowly pumped his cock into and out of your mouth, holding your head in place. He squirmed feeling your throat flutter and convulse around his cock as he hit the back of your throat. "That's my--" A breathy, husky moan keened from him as his cock pulsed on your tongue. "good, sweet girl. Suck just like that."
Aventurine hardly felt he deserved you on your knees in front of him in such worship. However, he knew he would be a fool if he didn't indulge himself. This was at your behest, and he refused to let you down. It only gave him more fulfillment knowing using your mouth like a fleshlight would please you as well.
God how exhilarating it was for Aventurine to see and feel you surrending such complete and intimate control to him. Through the static haze of pleasure fogging in his mind, he knew he could get used to this.
His thumb tenderly swiped at drool trickling from the corner of your mouth. The adoring look your eyes made it even easier for him to lose control. He hastily took control of your pace, bobbing your head a little faster as his hips bucked relentlessly, desperately seeking to go as deep into your mouth as possible.
Aventurine didn't think he was capable of whimpering so much or so loudly, his cum ribboning abruptly into your mouth.
big scara smut reader of a long time, I need help finding a fic I read a couple of years ago, I think about it all the time and I wish I had it saved. It was scara and fem reader, scara eating out the reader and it turns him on so much that he cums untouched in his pants and he grinds in our hand when we finish??? It gave me butterflies if someone has it please give it to me 🙏🙏
BRAIN ROT. Scaramouche x fem!reader. Aventurine x fem!reader (Separate) Smut. Blowjob. Collar and leash (Scaramouche) Degradation (Scaramouche) Praise (Scaramouche/Aventurine)
Spoiling them, that's the real name of the game, right?. I am hoping writing Scara's part will give me extra luck for his rerun😭
There was a unique blend of soft and dominance in Scaramouche's eyes as he looked down at you. You were on your knees in front of him, your cheek nuzzling lovingly against his thigh. He reached down and stroked his fingers through your hair.
You sighed content, your cheeks flushed as you looked up at him. His head pets never failed to comfort you. It was an action he only allowed you to experience.
"Something on your mind?" He asked, smirking as he raised an eyebrow.
"Mhm," You said softly, looking away shyly. "I want to worship your cock," The pleading look in your eyes made his cock pulse.
His ego always doubled in size whenever you said something like that. Sighing, he stroked his hand through your hair again. "Go ahead, kitten," His indigo eyes glinted, reaching down before you could to take out his hardening cock. "Indulge yourself."
The way your eyes lit up as he moved your head towards his cock made his cock pulse harder as he pushed the flushed tip against your lips. Smearing precum on your pretty lips sent a shiver through him.
Wrapping your hand around his cock, you wasted no time licking the precum soaked slit. He let out a shaky sigh, his hand folding to tighten on your hair. Your tongue felt so warm, and so wet. It was addicting how even little licks felt worshipping.
Scaramouche tried to swallow back a soft moan as you took the head of his cock into your mouth. You curled your tongue around it, softly sucking as his legs started to shake.
He was never one to hold himself back from indulging himself in you. He pushed your mouth down onto his cock, his hips jerking up to push his cock at the way into your mouth.
"F-Fuck," He groaned huskily, his cock pulsing on your tongue as you coughed. How good your mouth and throat felt convulsing and tightening around his cock sent him reeling.
The Balladeer deserved to be worshipped. He knew this. It was such a pleasure to see you in your rightful place, on your knees with your pretty mouth wrapped around his cock in praise for him.
"Look at you," He marvelled, gripping your hair a little tighter as he guided your mouth up and down on his cock, "Drooling so beautifully on my dick like a cock drunk slut."
Scaramouche loved how limp you always became in his grip. You were perfectly happy to let him use your throat as he pleased. Your mouth ground wet and slurping around his cock as you sucked. Drool shamelessly pooled from the corners of your mouth.
You purposely coughed as you rested his cock in your throat, pumping your hand up and down the part that wasn't in your mouth. You lapped and flattened your tongue against the vein that buldged up, tearing a louder moan from him.
Scaramouche held your head still as he felt his orgasm approaching. Your eager sucks only encouraged his orgasm to build up, feeling his cock throb harder in your mouth.
You are always the perfect pet, looking up at him in such submission as cum spurted salty into your mouth.
-Scaramouche always enjoyed himself a little extra if you wore a collar while he fucked you. He liked to hook his finger into it or tug on the leash to bring your head down so he could kiss you with aggressive passion.
If you are underneath him, he liked to tie your wrists together above your head with the leash. You always looked so precious fucked dumb on his cock, your eyes glazed over and body twitching as he hit your sweet spot. His fingers would caress your throat, brushing against the collar tenderly before he used it to tug your head up for a kiss.
Aventurine wished the back of his chair wasn't in the way. He wanted to lean back in your arms and feel them tighten around him like he was the precious thing in the world to you.
Because he is.
Goosebumps rose up on his neck in the wake of your lips as you pressed soft kisses on his neck. "Let me spoil you tonight, Aventurine," You murmured in his ear, making his cheeks heat as he chuckled softly.
"To what do I owe the pleasure, sweetheart?" Aventurine said, his heart stopping eyes following you as you walked around in front of him.
You smiled softly at him as you shook your head. "It's just, you always put my pleasure before yours," He reached up with his beautiful, gloved fingers to cup your chin so you would look at him again when you looked away shyly. "Use me tonight, Aventurine. Please."
The blush on his cheeks darkened as he watched you sink to your knees in front of him. Your fingers quivered in anticipation as you unbuttoned his pants and took out his cock. You were determined to make this man put himself first before you. And you were going to do your best to make that happen.
As far as you were concerned, he more than deserved it.
Aventurine's cock immediately twitched and pulsed, sensitive as your fingers and thumb skimmed a long his length. Your touches felt so doting, his eyes nearly rolling into the back of his head as you wrapped your lips around the head of his cock.
His fingers gently stroked your hair, his hips jerking up against your mouth in response to your sucks. He was reserved at first about taking complete control. However, he could feel himself fast getting lost in the sensation of his cock slowly sinking inch by inch into your mouth as you lowered your head.
Aventurine didn't dare push your mouth down too fast, his fingers tightening in your hair. "M-my good girl," He stumbled over his words, a soft whimper sounding from as his cock bottomed out in your mouth, "Don't you know you are always good to me?"
You moaned in response hearing his praise. He slowly pumped his cock into and out of your mouth, holding your head in place. He squirmed feeling your throat flutter and convulse around his cock as he hit the back of your throat. "That's my--" A breathy, husky moan keened from him as his cock pulsed on your tongue. "good, sweet girl. Suck just like that."
Aventurine hardly felt he deserved you on your knees in front of him in such worship. However, he knew he would be a fool if he didn't indulge himself. This was at your behest, and he refused to let you down. It only gave him more fulfillment knowing using your mouth like a fleshlight would please you as well.
God how exhilarating it was for Aventurine to see and feel you surrending such complete and intimate control to him. Through the static haze of pleasure fogging in his mind, he knew he could get used to this.
His thumb tenderly swiped at drool trickling from the corner of your mouth. The adoring look your eyes made it even easier for him to lose control. He hastily took control of your pace, bobbing your head a little faster as his hips bucked relentlessly, desperately seeking to go as deep into your mouth as possible.
Aventurine didn't think he was capable of whimpering so much or so loudly, his cum ribboning abruptly into your mouth.
"Kiss me now or say goodbye to oxygen", is what had first left his mouth when you see Wanderer approaching. His brows furrowed so much, scowl so deep, and irritation and annoyance just oozing from his being. If you're honest, he literally looks like he's about to murder someone.
hiii i fear tumblr may have ate my ask so i'll say it again just in case--if not im so sorry please ignore this i don't mean to rush you or anything :')
wanderer, candy(does that count?), fluff!! :D
(oh oh also can i be 🪐anon/saturn anon? if not thats fine! i just thought i'd ask since i think i've been sending asks consistently enough to identify myself ^^)
notes wc 800; HII your ask wasnt eaten, i was just taking a long time writing the requests LMFAO. of course u can be saturn anon!!! welcome welcome to the blog (this ask was sent a month ago and i am very much late. idek if anon is still active here…) tbh i wrote this and just went with the flow HAHA
You unceremoniously dump the pile of imported goods on the table, causing quite a scene in the silence of the House of Daena. They scattered about, and some even clattered onto the floor. You grinned proudly at your friends’ dumbfounded stares.
Tighnari was the first to speak. “I’m assuming you had fun on your vacation in Inazuma?”
“Do you even have money left?” Alhaitham asked, quite incredulously. The most emotion you’ve seen from this month.
It took you a moment to respond, and you felt momentarily distracted by the strange sensation of being watched. “Well, no,” you said eventually. “But I bought all this for you guys! Be more grateful, will you?”
Kaveh clapped his hands. “This is incredible! I haven’t gotten the chance to try any of these local delicacies from Inazuma!”
You nodded approvingly. See? Was that so hard? “Yes, I know. Aren’t I such a good friend? You’re welcome, all of you.”
"Kiss me now or say goodbye to oxygen", is what had first left his mouth when you see Wanderer approaching. His brows furrowed so much, scowl so deep, and irritation and annoyance just oozing from his being. If you're honest, he literally looks like he's about to murder someone.
happy scara banner day!
smut under the cut // MDNI
wanderer x bottom reader smut
cw: gn reader, as in no mention of readers genitals, scara fantasizing, biting, marking, shower sex mention, tba.
JEALPUS SCARA KINDA HAS ME BLUSHING.. yes he’s mean, but he’s so worried deep down
Let me y/n smoother him in love and affection while drunk <3
