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POLAR OPPOSITES !

💜 . soulmate social media au, scaramouche x fem!reader

✎ SYNOPSIS: you’ve been dreaming of the day you’d turn 18, the age where you finally get to find out, well, get a clue as to who your soulmate is, which is just a tattoo on the back of your left hand. though, it’s not all that simple to even find them in the first place. it could take days, weeks, months, years just to find out who they are, even in some cases they don’t find them at all. you’re ready for the search, but little did you know your soulmate couldn’t care less about your existence (at first).

genre: soulmate au, smau, strangers to friends, friends to lovers, grumpy x sunshine trope, college au, streamer/influencers au, modern au, crack, fluff, slowburn

warnings: swearing, possible ooc, kms/kys/rude humor, possible pictures used to reference yn would not be used to imply their appearance, timestamps do not matter unless stated otherwise

status: to be started, check back soon! ♡

additional information ₍ ᐢ.ˬ.ᐢ₎˚୨୧

this is inspired by the song dear soulmate by laufey (if that wasn’t obvious? im not too sure ♡)

please don’t mind if there’s slow updates, i’ll try my best, i promise

written chapters will be marked with (🐈‍⬛)

it’s called polar opposites because of yn’s and scaramouche’s views on soulmates, as well as their personalities, too

the formatting of this masterlist is heavily inspired by @ sl-vegas ! i found the style pretty, but if i get asked to change it i will 💜

taglist is open! send an ask or comment if you want to be on the taglist, do the same if you want your username to be featured! 😸

-ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ- CHARACTERS !

the hopeless romantics emotional support

project: make him change his views 101!

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ ACT ONE: do you think of me? (no) 'cause i do

01 . sigh, 02 . it’s okay! it’ll happen soon!, 03 . vlogger core, 04 . his hands?, 05 . oh my gosh?, 06, 07, 08, 09, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ ACT TWO: i can't wait to fall in love with you

16, 17, 18 … tba!

taglist ♡ . @sl-vega

─── LOOK AT ME!

streamer!kaedehara kazuha x writer!gn!reader smau

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SYNOPSIS: After constant comparison between you and your childhood best friend, who was favored by your mother, you eventually moved away from your hometown once high school ends to pursue your writing career. After your occasional successes in writing and publishing, your friends suggested you find a pen pal for fun and blow off stress. Little did you know, you have been communicating with a well-known streamer!

GENRE: social media au, modern au, romance, comedy, drama 

CHARACTERS: bookworms! || tiktok eboys ||

status: 10/07/24 ongoing

CONTENT WARNING mentions of abuse, KeYS jokes, suggestive jokes, lots of writing fics, possible alcohol consumption

prologue - autumn (🍁)

BOOK 1 - 1-get off your piv and fight me! (🍁) 2-your angel (🍁) 3-hey man.. that's kinda freaky 4-this tweet has been deleted. (SOON) BOOK 2 - tba.. BOOK 3 - tba..

TAG LIST (OPEN!)

@kazumiku @pokidot @mei-simp @wth121 @kiekole @kayla-drawz @inelenastyle @danhenglovebot @simonisferal @kinvasion @4leyn3 @yuminako @sucroselvr @jayzioxx @meigalaxy @m1lkbiscuit @kissingkzuha @siluc @tamikahoshiko @arraxthatsonjah @laughingfcx @gabirii @035814 @kuniz-darlingg @bubiblossom @catorkitty @saechiro @x-hihihi-x @c4ttheart @avalordream @darkandstarrynight

note: A SMAUUU !!! I'm so excited to finally start my very first story (⁠ ⁠◜⁠‿⁠◝⁠ ⁠)⁠♡ I'm working very hard, this will be edited from time to time so sorry if there's any changes!

@2024 pwushizz ! | do not steal , plagiarize , or edit |

# MESSAGE IN A BOTTLE ⋆｡ ﾟ☁︎｡ ⋆｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡ ⋆

— CHILDE x FEM!READER

SYNOPSIS: There’s a line Childe knows he shouldn’t cross; A line built on years of friendship; A line that happens to cross you, his best friend’s younger sister, grieving her first love; A line where he plays savior, wears a halo, then feign ignorance, because love is a game for fools—and he happens to be the biggest idiot when it comes to love.

When a new stranger invades your life and an old poet writes back.

STATUS: started on 08/25/24

GENRE: older brother’s best friend, smau, college au, fluff, angst, crack, strangers to lovers, slowburn

WARNINGS: excessive use of profanity , ooc!childe (probably)

NOTES: 💌 means it’s a written chapter

TAGLIST (OPEN!): feel free to comment or send an ask!

TRANSCRIPT!

— D1 YAPPERS | NO DADDIES, JUST ISSUES

1ST SEMESTER: break up, break free

01. Was it casual?

02. I’m not a pervert! 💌

03. Relax, she’s not my type

04. I’m so wet tonight 💌

05. Stalking? No, Investigating? Yes

06. Do you like your men sarcastic?

07. Take notes

08. Where? A bed?

09. Trust me, ok?

10. Always worth your time 💌

11. My man who’s not my man

12. Missing you hours

13. In shades of orange and blue 💌

14. The delivery boy 💌

2ND SEMESTER: break through, break down

FINALS SEASON: then break a smile

TAGLIST (OPEN!): @thegalaxyisunfolding @stratusworld @tiramizuloz @miy-svz @trulyylee @batatinhafriita @scaradooche @yuminako @m1njizzie @mtndewbajablasted @fadedpinkpen @vavrin @kioffy @kokoomie @ashveil @tired-jaz @nia333 @riabriyn @kyon-cherri @kitsunetori @morgyyyyyyy @kazumiku @ichorstainedskin @hanilessa @s4ikooo1 @matolka @appy-slicez @monocerosei @mostlymoth @heathnyfangirl @meigalaxy @x-hihihi-x @lunaavity @ladyofpandemonium @coffeeisbehindyou @mentallyunpresent @wrangleanangel @littlesliceofcheese @ell1e2010 @vi0let-writes @strawbyan @blupi02 @eccendentesiast-sapphic @aixaingela @fo-love @mickey-d-luffy @nanfufu @cryoarchoness @li-x1nyu @crucnhice @jayzioxx @lumineskies @scalyalpaca

If your name is bolded, for some reason I can’t tag you :(

FLOYLIA © 2024 | please don’t plagiarize, repost or translate any of my works

➤ GOKUSHUFUDŌ | scaramouche x reader smau

SYNOPSIS: In which Balladeer, a famous streamer suddenly stopped streaming without any given notice. His fans don't know that he is just actually embracing the way of the househusband.

STATUS: to be started.

GENRE: social media au, fluff, crackfic.

CONTENT WARNINGS: images used in this fic do not belong to me, reader uses she/her prns and is fem bodied, cringe jokes, kys jokes, swearing, slightly suggestive, established relationship, chapters are like oneshot-esque, some chapters may include written parts, images used for y/n will not be the bases for your character and you're free to imagine the skin tone and other things that makes you you. Also, I'm not really used to using twitter that much so forgive me in advance if there are some moments the media wouldn't be understandable, messy plot lmao.

NOTES: this smau won't fully follow the anime plot.

CHARACTER PROFILES: Streamers | The L/n-Raiden Couple | Alpha Sigmas | One Collective Braincell | Iconic Bitches | Others

ACT ONE: SOCIAL MEDIA SHENANIGANS

0. PROLOGUE / 01. Chat are you seeing this? / 02. I aim to please you. / 03. Bro just dipped. / 04. Hamburger steak. / 05. Iconic Bitches ft. Kunikuzushi. / 06. You're sweeter than the sweets you've baked. / 07. Do you guys think he died or something— / 08. Bro started food photography. / 09. Fuck off, I don't give my recipes that easily. / 10. Suspicious. / 11. You got the goods? / 12. Spotted in the wild. / 13. Leave me the fuck alone omg. / 14. Growing popularity. / 15. Sales Day. / 16. I'm a househusband. / 17. He likes his coffee with cream and two sugars. / 18. Fontaine. / 19. Are they back together? / 20. I'm literally married.

ACT TWO: MARRIED LIFE SHENANIGANS

Tba.

TAGLIST: open! @im-lovely-stfu @liuaneee @sketcheeee @vxcmx @daydreamofrevi @justadvena6 @justkira-143 @alatussorrow @trulyylee @kuki-corrosion @featuredtofu @shyentsmissingpink @sakiimeo @cheriswag @materialgrowll @ichcocat @simonisferal @shutingstar @kazumiku @vashyuu @kwnikuzushi @aruatsu @kokoscutie @angelkazusstuff @dxrling-xing @zuhahearts @3lectraheart @ale-t13 @itsvynnie [28/50] (usernames in bold and blue means I can't tag you)

ii. get it up 0.2

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───〃★tunes of your heartbeat masterlist

synopsis: in which your fate somehow gets entangled into a messy jumble between punk music in cozy cafés, intense rivalry, cherished yakults, parallelograms and quantum physics, competitions in contests and rainy days. or in other words; the universe seems to fucking hate your guts for whatever reason and decided to curse your love life with your awful crass emo twink-a-fuck rival. the question is; did the curse work?

taglist (40/50): @toekissers , @raineyun , @onigirilaw , @ecinoriri , @localscarasimp , @potteraep , @shutingstar , @kaikaidenki , @starsacubi , @scaraenthusiast1 , @dazqa , @wraithisd3adinside , @x-hihihi-x , @rxi-n-lyche3 @automaticpatroltragedy , @mi2ukiss , @lalalaloveallmydays , @trulyylee , @jayzioxx @featuredtofu , @kazemiya , @capcryooo , @help-whatdoimakemyusername , @skyoverkill1 , @phoenix-eclipses , @anqelkoz , @miyakomari , @saechiro , @shyentsfoundthetrink , @swivi , @vixialuvs , @eternally-kira143, @heusalettle , @kumikssr @yomishen , @mywillt0live , @baldrapunzel , @jiminscarmex @sushitushi

featured song: anatomy of a crush by caving

auhors' notes - repost!!!! when i meant later i meant two days later LMAO but since we're on sembreak (thank FUCK), i think i can upload more chapters (and then it ends up being only one posted)

also i have this silly hc that scara's humour is between old fashioned (the one he grew up with) and brainrot humour (his fans knows that so they spam those copy paste tiktok comments on his thirst trap pics sometimes)

(ask to be added or removed)

CAMERA FLIP, HEART LEAP .ᐟ

a scaramouche x fem!reader streamer au

SYNOPSIS

IN WHICH—you, although faceless, are a very famous streamer known as KUMI. you were streaming as usual, playing games and interacting with fans. but when you're about to exit the stream, you accidentally pressed the wrong button that led to you opening your cam and showing your whole face to your audience. this wasn't supposed to happen, no ! so you panicked and quickly ended the stream. numerous screenshots circulated on twitter, which broke both the fans and the internet. this reached a certain someone, SCARAMOUCHE, your rival in streaming. when the said boy saw the trending photo, he almost fell off his gaming chair. because—lo and behold! KUMI was actually [name]?! now who is this [name] in his life, if you may ask? she's the girl that scaramouche has been admiring from afar in real life! quite shocking, right? have i told you that he’s also been sending you anonymous love letters? oh well...

WARNINGS mature language, inconsistent timestamps, some grammatical errors here and there (english is not my first language and i don't want it to be iykyk)

GENRE enemies to lovers, social media au, college au

STATUS on-going

PROFILES:

S4NRYIO | 5WIRL

ENTRIES:

｢ ᝰ.ᐟ entry 01: DON'T JINX URSELF ⭑.ᐟ ｣

｢ ᝰ.ᐟ entry 02: ARE YOU ALRIGHT? ⭑.ᐟ ｣

｢ ᝰ.ᐟ entry 03: ADDRESSING THE SITUATION⭑.ᐟ ｣

｢ ᝰ.ᐟ entry 04: CRACKED THE CODE? ⭑.ᐟ ｣

｢ ᝰ.ᐟ entry 05: ARE YOU BLUSHING?⭑.ᐟ ｣

｢ ᝰ.ᐟ entry 06: ANNOYED OR JUST SHY?⭑.ᐟ ｣

｢ ᝰ.ᐟ entry 07: COLLAB STREAM ⭑.ᐟ ｣

tba...

notes ᝰ.ᐟ yo! this is actually my first time writing, so it might not be that good, but i hope you guys still have fun reading! enjoy <3

00. prologue

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───〃★Tunes of Your Heartbeat masterlist

sypnosis: In which your fate somehow gets entangled into a messy jumble between punk music in cozy cafés, intense rivalry, cherished yakults, parallelograms and quantum physics, competitions in contests and rainy days. Or in other words; the universe seems to fucking hate your guts for whatever reason and decided to curse your love life with your awful crass emo twink-a-fuck rival. The question is; did the curse work?

context: [name] and scara's interactions only took place within twitter and the most interactions [name] got out of him, in real life, was a glare or a glance. nevertheless, they remain rivals with subtle hate towards each other for being stubborn and always one-upping each other in each contest.

Taglist: @xiaomypookiemouchiepie , @raineyun , @onigirilaw , @ecinoriri , @localscarasimp , @potteraep , @shutingstar , @kaikaidenki , @starsacubi @scaraenthusiast1 , @dazqa , @wraithisd3adinside , @x-hihihi-x , @rxi-n-lyche3 , @automaticpatroltragedy @mi2ukiss , @lalalaloveallmydays @trulyylee , @jayzioxx , @featuredtofu , @kazemiya , @capcryooo

authors' notes - sending my heart to all americans out there💙

(ask to be added or removed)

Fucking WOULD.

capitano jumpscare !! :000011!

borrowing bathtub

Isn't he just dreamy!!

K'uhul Ajaw

─── LOOK AT ME!

streamer!kaedehara kazuha x writer!gn!reader smau

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SYNOPSIS: After constant comparison between you and your childhood best friend, who was favored by your mother, you eventually moved away from your hometown once high school ends to pursue your writing career. After your occasional successes in writing and publishing, your friends suggested you find a pen pal for fun and blow off stress. Little did you know, you have been communicating with a well-known streamer!

GENRE: social media au, modern au, romance, comedy, drama 

CHARACTERS: bookworms! || tiktok eboys ||

status: 10/07/24 ongoing

CONTENT WARNING mentions of abuse, KeYS jokes, suggestive jokes, lots of writing fics, possible alcohol consumption

prologue - autumn (🍁)

BOOK 1 - 1-get off your piv and fight me! (🍁) 2-your angel (🍁) 3-hey man.. that's kinda freaky 4-this tweet has been deleted. (SOON) BOOK 2 - tba.. BOOK 3 - tba..

TAG LIST (OPEN!)

@kazumiku @pokidot @mei-simp @wth121 @kiekole @kayla-drawz @inelenastyle @danhenglovebot @simonisferal @kinvasion @4leyn3 @yuminako @sucroselvr @jayzioxx @meigalaxy @m1lkbiscuit @kissingkzuha @siluc @tamikahoshiko @arraxthatsonjah @laughingfcx @gabirii @035814 @kuniz-darlingg @bubiblossom @catorkitty @saechiro @x-hihihi-x @c4ttheart @avalordream @darkandstarrynight

note: A SMAUUU !!! I'm so excited to finally start my very first story (⁠ ⁠◜⁠‿⁠◝⁠ ⁠)⁠♡ I'm working very hard, this will be edited from time to time so sorry if there's any changes!

@2024 pwushizz ! | do not steal , plagiarize , or edit |

TWO TYPES! scaramouche x gn!reader

synopsis . rollerskating has always been a hobby of yours, starting said hobby almost 7 years ago just for fun! a certain someone (cough.) wasn't watching where they were going and collided into someone (cough.) else who was on a skateboard, causing a new relationship to bloom. (probably!)

genre . fluff, drama(ish), enemies(ish) to lovers, slow burn, smau

more info ( warnings? ) . sfw!!! swearing, rude comments/jokes, kys/kms/die jokes/comments, written chapters are marked with ( 🛹 )

status . ongoing ! [ oct 13, 2024 — tba ! ]

taglist ( OPEN ) . send an ask or comment to be apart of the taglist,, if you want, of course !!

ACT I . IT'S SOMETHING UNPREDICTABLE

01 . watch out! (🛹), 02 . forgive me. . .?, 03 . so i wasn’t forgiven, 04 . skating break (🛹), 05 . cat? (🛹), 06 . what, 07 . they suck, 08 . tba!

💌 note . it’s called two types! because you & scara are both different types of skaters !! bro i transferred accounts like 17 times ( ꩜ ᯅ ꩜;) 

𒄬 CAUGHT IN THE FLASH

― scaramouche x fem!reader

― 07. i'm staying with you ♬ // wc: 169

“I didn’t put poison there.” Scaramouche said as he put the last plate on the table and sat across from you.

You didn’t answer him. You just watch him settle on his seat before grabbing the knife and fork.

Fucker really is feeling at home.

“Seriously, what are you doing here?”

“Did you see the announcement?”

“About what?”

“So you didn’t.” he said, and started eating. You stop yourself from sighing too loud and just shake your head.

The two of you just eat in silence.

But him, being here and eating dinner with you, feels too good to be true so you ask him again.

“Why are you here?”

Scara leans back, his arm still resting on the table. His sleeves were still rolled up so you can see his veiny arms.

What the hell. That’s… hot?

He smirks at you, “Let’s just say that the management gave me a break to spend time with my girlfriend.”

You dropped the fork you’re holding.

“I beg your fucking pardon?”

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NOTE: WHEN HE COOKS FOR YOU >>>

SYNOPSIS: in which, a twenty-year old college student who also works as an on-call staff at an event management company finds herself in trouble when a picture of her with the popular guitarist of the famous band "cr4ze", went viral.

TAGLIST (open) :

― @skyoverkill1 @kichiyosh1 @saechiro @tired-jaz @sketcheeee @lily-lmao @sicuit @raiden-d-arya @heusalettle @lightyagamifan @featuredtofu @illu-fu @vi0let-writes @bethleeham @kadesworld @d4y-dr3am3r @jayzioxx @samyayaya @peachystea @scaraenthusiast1 @sl-vega @lalalaloveallmydays @chemiru @strangeauthorrascalfreak @squigglewigglewoo @vaniolla @mikashisus @alatusorrow @crimxeorcremeexistspeacefully @sukisprettyface @automaticpatroltragedy @arraxthatsonjah @mickey-d-luffy @3lectraheart @rifran @dxrling-xing @yejiswifex @000yukono

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11 stuck with you — five feet apart !

scaramouche x gender neutral reader

ACT TWO

Another hot and sticky night in the stuffy dorms led you outside earlier than usual. Maybe if you were up before Scara you could make something without depending on him for food like everyone else was. 

But alas, the universe hated you. And there he was. Scaramouche, already awake, sitting at the kitchen island mindlessly stirring a cup of tea. But more important than that was the tray of mouth watering muffins sitting in front of him. 

“Did you make those?” you ask cautiously, eyeing him as if he laced them with poison just for the hell of it.

He glanced up, his face unreadable.

“No,” he answers, “Yoimiya did.” 

You felt like thanking the gods right then and there. Relief washed over you. Yoimiya was a safe bet. You grabbed one of the chocolate chip muffins and took a tentative bite. It was sweet, soft, and perfect. At last, something that wasn’t a disaster.

“Finally,” you muttered, savoring the taste. “Something I can actually eat.”

Scara side eyes you, but you didn’t spare him a glance before grabbing another one. You left the blueberry ones untouched, as it wasn’t your favorite. 

“Not surprised you chose the unhealthy option,” Scara speaks up, reaching over to grab a blueberry one.

“I’m not a fan,” you huff, getting defensive over your picky palate. 

“Such a child,” he muttered, but there was a hint of amusement in his voice.

Just then, the door swung open, and Yoimiya waltzed in along with everyone else.

“Good morning, everyone!” she chirped, her hair bouncing as she moved, “I’m starving!”

“Have some of the muffins you made,” you suggest, “They were really good.”

“Hm? What muffins?” Yoimiya asks as Venti steps around her to grab one, “I didn’t make those, Scara did.”

You turned to Scara, mouth agape. “What? But you said-”

His cheeks flushed slightly, but he recovered quickly, crossing his arms defiantly.

“Fuck off, I said Yoimiya made them,” he corrected, crossing his arms defensively.

“Scara, I literally watched you mix the batter,” she said, “You told me to fuck off because I kept licking the spoons.”

Childe, Aether, and Venti, who had been leaning against the wall munching on said muffins, immediately perked up, sensing an opportunity to annoy the hothead. 

“Looks like Scara’s a real tsundere” Childe laughed, elbowing Aether.

“Right? Can’t even admit he can bake,” Aether chimed in, stifling a chuckle.

“Whatever,” Scara scoffed, getting up and grabbing the water pails and walking off. Lumine shoved you after him.

“Go help him fetch the water,” she suggested, not taking no for an answer.

Scara walked ahead the worn down path, pails swinging at his sides. You hurried to catch up, grabbing one of the pails from him, but immediately winced at its weight. “Fuck.”

Scara lets out a smug smirk at your struggle and easily grabs it back, “Looks like someone’s weak,” he taunted. 

“It’s just the weather,” you say, ignoring how he rolls his eyes. You help turn the spout on to feel a little helpful as you both watch the buckets fill up. Scara’s back was turned to you as he watched to make sure they didn’t overflow. It was rather easy to talk to him when he wasn’t looking at you so you took your chance.

“Thanks for the muffins,” you say almost so quietly the stream of the water almost overshadows it. But with the way Scaramouche’s head slightly turns at your words indicates he heard it. 

“I did it for me, not you,” he says, turning the spout off, “I didn’t want you collapsing on my consciousness.” 

You huffed at his response, but your chest felt oddly warm. You hadn’t considered that Scara might care. In a very roundabout way. 

“Well, why did you lie about them?”

“You wouldn’t have eaten them if I told you I made them,” he answers, grabbing both pails back and turning around. The water sloshed around the edge and left a trail of water running down his biceps. You avert your eyes. Weird. 

“Well, you’re right I wouldn’t have,” you frown, mad he’s right.

“And I didn’t need you thinking I want to do nice things for you,” he adds, stepping past you.

“Besides,” he adds, sparing you a glance, “It’s fun to watch you squirm a bit.”

You ignore the feeling in your stomach.

//

“I hate living on this fucking island,” Scara mutters, wincing at the taste of the well water.

“It’s nice, but doesn’t feel like the vacation I thought it would,” Childe adds, fanning himself with a paper plate. None of the buildings had AC, hence you all were dying. 

“I have so many mosquito bites,” Venti groans.

“I heard you guys complaining!” Yae exclaims, popping in from nowhere.

“Wait, were you behind that counter the entire time?”Aether interrupts.

“Yes, but don’t mind that,” Yae waves off, “I was waiting for a good segway!”

“Couldn’t we have just faked one?” Fischl pipes up.

Yae pauses.

“I suppose so,” she sighs, “Now all of you hush, let me get on with my spiel.” 

She clears her throat and throws on a smile, “I bring all of you a lovely incentive! Today’s game will have a better prize! Remember how we mentioned the sister island is an actual resort? Well, the winner of today’s game will get to spend the night at the five star hotel. That means no cooking your own meals, an actual bed, and spending time with your crush!”

The entire group cheers at her words.

Yae brings the mic down and whispers, “And off record, this one won’t be rigged. Just to keep it more realistic. If a pair other than Scara and Yn win then it’s fine, we’ll send then over another time”

“The archons have listened to me,” Venti praises, raising his hands up, “Hot showers here I come.”

“You guys are going to draw lots for your pairs, but choose whoever you want. It’s a strength challenge so keep that in mind.”

“Fuck yeah,” Childe cheers, already getting up to flex.

“I’m not sure if we should zoom in or cut the cameras,” Yae ponders, “Would the youth be into this?”

“Cut the cameras,” everyone deadpans.

The excitement in the air was palpable as Yae explained the challenge. Everyone would be paired up in groups of two and one member would have to be carried by the other on the shoulders. Yae and the crew would spray water on all of them and try to get them to slip off balance. The last pair standing would win the night on the sister island and be back by tomorrow morning. 

Scara shot you a look, “We are going to win this. I am not spending another night listening to Childe’s snoring and hiking half a mile for water.” 

“Oh, fuck off!” Childe yelled from where he was hoisting Fischl onto his shoulders. 

“Really? You don’t look like you work out,” you mumbled, knowing you were treading on thin ice but unable to resist. “Full offense,” you added for good measure. You didn’t have high hopes for this challenge. You’d already kissed goodbye to your chances at spending the night at the resort. 

“Are you doubting me?” he muttered, already beginning to unbutton his shirt a little to prepare for the challenge, revealing a surprisingly toned build underneath. You felt your cheeks warm slightly as you caught a glimpse of the muscles you hadn’t expected. Archons, why did he always have to one up you?

“Okay, maybe I was wrong,” you admitted, a little flustered. “But you still might not be strong enough to carry me.”

“Just get on my shoulders,” he replied, a hint of irritation in his tone. “You’ll see.”

You reluctantly climbed onto his shoulders, wrapping your arms around his neck as he hoisted you up from under your legs. It felt odd to be held this close by him. 

Yae barely gave any of you time to adjust before she gestured for the crew to start spraying cold jet streams at you. You could immediately feel your grip slip. You heard a yelp that sounded a lot like Venti’s to your right.

The moment your skin touched his, you felt an unexpected jolt of warmth. “Hold still!” you yelled as the water began spraying down on you both.

“Stop moving,” Scara yelled, but he was shaking his head, trying to clear the water from his face.

“You stop moving!” you yell back, feeling yourself slipping through his grip as water gets in his eyes. You adjust yourself so one arm is hanging onto his shoulders and you bring your other palm to cover his eyes to shield him from the water. 

“Is that better?” you huff, still squinting from your own eyes having no protection.

“Just…hide your head in my neck,” he says, his voice slightly strained but firm. You didn’t need to be told twice, your eyes burning hurt more than your urge to be petty against Scara at that moment. Your will wasn’t very strong, water was enough to take you down it seemed.

You obliged, leaning forward and burying your face in the crook of his neck. Your lips were pressed right up against his skin due to the proximity and you could feel every breath he took.

“Another pair down!” Yae cheered, “Turn up the pressure!”

“She’s having too much fun with this,” you lamented, though your voice came out muffled. You could hear him chuckle, and despite the chaos, you felt a strange comfort in his steadiness.

As the game progressed, you noticed that it was down to just you and Scara against Yoimiya and Lumine. The water sprayed relentlessly, and you felt yourself slipping, but Scara’s grip on your legs tightened. 

Finally, Lumine slipped and the duo fell, leaving just you and Scara to stand.

“We won?” you questioned as Scara let you down, and you stumbled slightly as your feet hit the ground. “Finally,” you breathed, relieved but exhilarated. You both let yourself fall to the ground from exhaustion and cough up water as Yae cheered you guys on.

“Geez guys, at least try to look hot for the camera,” she sighed, letting you guys get up before turning the camera towards you both, “Our winners Scara and Yn will get to spend a night at the luxury resort!”

Childe whistled, and you turned to see Scara’s shirt clinging to him, soaked through from the spray. He shook his head, sending droplets flying everywhere. “Good.” he muttered, looking over at you, “Don’t doubt me next time.”

“Whatever,” you swallow, averting your eyes and locking them with your members instead who decided to be obnoxious and wiggle their eyebrows at you. 

//

You were starting to wonder if spending the night at a luxury hotel instead of the shabby island was worth it when you saw your ride there.

“Why can’t we take a boat?” you mourn, staring up at the helicopter awaiting you and Scara’s departure.

“Because it’ll take too long,” Lisa explained, “We’ll take some last shots then you guys will board and there’ll be a crew over there waiting for you. I want some romance tonight but I’ll let you guys enjoy the amenities too.”

Her words washed over you as you started contemplating swimming to the other island.

Scaramouche let out a scoff as he watched the panic filter through your eyes. He wordlessly grabbed your arm and pulled you into the death trap as you started wondering why you ever became an idol. 

“It’s only fifteen minutes, keep it together,” he muttered, watching as it took you three tries to put your belt on.

You shot him a glare, though the unease in your gut was making it hard to muster up a convincing retort. 

"Not all of us have a death wish," you muttered, trying to sound braver than you felt. The thought of the helicopter's blades slicing through the air and lifting you far above the ocean was doing nothing to steady your nerves.

He opened his mouth to fire back, but Lisa’s voice cut in before he could. “Alright, save the banter for the cameras. Let’s get a shot of you two boarding together!” she said cheerily, a bit too excited for your taste.

You swallowed hard, eyeing the helicopter as if it might bite you. But before you could back away or think of an excuse, you felt a sudden grip on your face, forcing you to turn away from the intimidating sight.

“Idiot,” Scaramouche muttered under his breath, his hand warm against your cheek as he held your head steady, forcing you to meet his gaze instead. “Don’t look if you’re scared. Just focus on something else.”

His eyes were steady, a mixture of exasperation and something softer that caught you off guard. For a second, the world outside—the roar of the helicopter, the prying eyes of the crew, even your own fear—seemed to blur at the edges. All you could see was him, closer than he’d ever been, the lines of his usual smirk softened into something almost unreadable.

You blinked, momentarily stunned by the unexpected gesture.

“That’s good,” Lisa hummed, breaking the weird tension as Scara let go of you and you focused on your shoes.

 "You know you didn’t have to do that,” you say as the pilot starts getting ready for takeoff, “I was fine.”

“Yeah, I’m sure you were,” Scaramouche replies, his voice gruff but quieter now, “I’ll make sure you don’t embarrass yourself too much.” 

You weren’t sure whether to be grateful or insulted, but somehow, the tremor in your hands wasn’t quite as bad as before. 

//

The resort was breathtaking, as one would expect from a luxury hotel. Even Scara was impressed as you both practically cried at the array of foods welcoming you, an escape from the dreadful meals you’ve been preparing for yourself. It all seemed perfect.

Well, apart from one thing. 

“This is so corny, why is there only one bed?” you question as you both walk into your room for the day. It was a lover’s suite. Of course it was.

“Well, you should take the floor,” Scara unhelpfully suggests.

Well, maybe two things.

“Absolutely not!” Lisa shouts from the speakers, causing you both to be startled.

“Freaks, why are you watching us sleep?” Scara mumbles.

“I can hear you!” Lisa shouts again. 

“Whatever, anything’s better than that stupid island,” he eyes you to make his point before walking off to unpack.

“Fuck you!” you call out but he’s already gone. The suite was either so big he coudn’t hear you or he was ignoring you. Far likely to be the latter. 

//

There was one thing you were looking forward to coming here tonight, finally getting to soak in water that wasn’t the frigid ocean. Even if you had to share that with the idiot that was Scaramouche. 

The hot tub bubbled around you, steam curling into the air in soft wisps. The view was stunning, all twinkling lights from the resort below and a sky full of stars that might have seemed romantic if you weren't stuck here with Scaramouche. 

“Ugh, can you stop hogging all the space?” you snapped, your shoulder bumping into his as you shifted to get comfortable. The hot water was supposed to be relaxing, but with him practically glued to your side, it was anything but. You had both gotten in and sat at opposite ends but with endless yelling in your earpieces from Yae you had bredgrudingly scooted closer. Too close.

“Maybe if you weren't all elbows,” he shot back, “I don’t want to be this close to you, but that devil of a woman is making me.”

“I heard that,” Yae replies from the speakers. Scara flips her off.

“This isn’t relaxing when I can hear you breathing right beside me,” you huff, sinking into the tub.

“Go underwater then,” Scara replies, “I’ll help you.” You swat his hands away, drowning on camera in a three foot tub would end your career and whatever was left of your dignity.

A sudden voice crackled to life over the speakers, startling you both. “Less bickering, more flirting!” Lisa’s voice boomed.

“Tell him to act more likeable!” you shoot back, yelling at where you think the camera is. 

He shot you a withering look. “Me? You’re the one who looks like you’re constipated every time you try to smile at me.”

“Well, maybe it’s because looking at you does that to me,” you snark back.

“I am so dry in the studio,” Yae mourns over the speakers, “Put this tension into something else. Scara, take your shirt off.”

“Fuck no?” Scara yells, crossing his arms over his chest, “What is wrong with you guys?”

Yae's voice came through the speakers again, dripping with amusement. "Alright then, if you won’t take your shirt off willingly, how about you give our dear co-star a hand, hm? Go on, help him with those buttons, Yn."

You stared at the camera, slack-jawed. "You can’t be serious."

"Oh, I'm very serious," Yae replied, her tone too cheerful to be anything but evil. "It's called fan service, darlings. Now, hop to it."

You turned to Scara, who looked about two seconds away from drowning himself in the tub. 

He eyed you, a flicker of something like a dare in his eyes, “Don’t even think about it.”

“They’ll keep yelling if we don’t," you muttered, more to yourself than to him. 

“Put on a show!” Lisa reminded through the speakers.

You sighed. You’d have kept your mouth shut at that damn award show if it meant not having to do whatever this was.

Slowly and hesitantly you reached out, fingers brushing the top button of his shirt.

“You’ll be more comfortable if you loosened your top,” you swallow, your attempt at trying to sound believable.

“Take it off then,” Scara replies against his will, uncrossing his arms and leaning back against the tub.

Your breath hitched slightly, and you could see the way Scara’s lips curved up into a teasing smirk. He was enjoying this. Your hesitation. Your obvious discomfort. He didn’t think you could do it. It made you want to wipe that smirk off his stupid pretty face.

"Fine," you said, your voice steadying, the challenge accepted. You took a deep breath and reached for the second button, fingers trembling just slightly as you undid it. The fabric parted to reveal the sharp lines of his collarbone, and the heat of his skin seemed to radiate into the space between you.

"Don’t get shy now," he taunted, voice low, barely above a whisper. His eyes were locked on yours, unblinking, as if daring you to keep going, “You’re not very good at this, don’t tell me you’ve never undressed someone before.”

"Oh, please," you shot back, “Of course I have,” your tone dripping with false bravado. He knew damn well you’ve never.

He chuckled, a soft, rumbling sound that sent a shiver down your spine. "Keep telling yourself that," he said, his gaze slipping to where your hands hovered over the next button, like he was daring you to take it further. You couldn’t let him win by chickening out. 

You fumbled with the button, but when it finally came undone, your eyes couldn't help but widen slightly. His chest was inked with tattoos—bold, intricate designs that curled and twisted across his skin, disappearing under the remaining fabric. It was more than you expected, more than he’d ever let on in any photoshoot or public appearance.

"I didn’t know you had all these," you blurted out before you could stop yourself, your voice tinged with genuine surprise.

He arched an eyebrow, that ever-present smirk returning full force. "And how would you know anything about me, huh? Are you stalking my photoshoots now?"

You glared at him, the embarrassment making your cheeks heat. "Don’t flatter yourself. I just figured a narcissist like you would’ve shown these off already."

"Shows what you know," he said, "Some things aren’t meant for everyone to see."

Your fingers hesitated over the last few buttons at his words. There was something about the way he said it, like it was a confession layered under his usual sarcasm.

"Then why show them now?" you asked, quieter, the banter slipping into something that felt almost serious.

"Because I like watching you squirm."

You scoffed, more to cover up the way your pulse had quickened than anything else. "You’re insufferable." 

Of course, it didn’t mean anything. He was just as infuriating as ever.

"And you’re blushing," he pointed out, a wicked gleam in his eyes that made you want to dunk him right into the bubbling water.

“It’s the steam,” you grumbled, flicking water on him and scooting away as he rubbed at his eyes.

Lisa’s voice crackled over the speakers, almost giddy with delight. "Oh, now this is what I’m talking about! Keep that energy, you two. That’s chemistry! The audience is going to eat this up!"

You both shot a glare toward the camera, and in unison, muttered under your breaths, "Shut up, Lisa."

You both spent the rest of the hour on opposite ends of the tub.

//

“I want that side.”

“Well, suddenly I want that side.”

“I wasn’t asking, I was just letting you know,” you huffed, already slipping under the covers on the left side of the bed. With a pointed look, you grabbed one of the many pillows and wedged it firmly between you like a flimsy barricade.

Scara rolled his eyes, scoffing at your actions. “As if I’d touch you with a ten foot pole,” he muttered, reluctantly getting into the other side of the bed. 

You both sat there in stiff silence, staring at the ceiling, the awkwardness so thick you could practically cut it with a knife. Neither of you knew what to do with yourselves, like two kids playing a game of chicken to see who'd crack first.

There was a strange feeling in your chest being this close to him. Every sense seemed dialed up to ten, heightened and fixed on one single point. You felt hyper-aware of every movement, every breath, and even every blink. You swallowed unconsciously, the action feeling louder and more awkward than it should’ve. You let out a shaky sigh and wipe your free hand on the comforter, surprised to find your palm slicked with sweat. This was weird, weird, weird.

You heard a soft shuffle next to you, and when you glanced over, you saw Scaramouche turn on his side, his back now facing you. He moved like he was trying to put as much distance between you as possible, yet there was something almost vulnerable about the way his shoulders hunched.

You found yourself watching him longer than you intended, tracking the slow, even rise and fall of his breathing as he settled into sleep. There was something disarming about seeing him like this. He was quiet, without his usual smirk or biting remarks to put you on edge. You didn’t even have to reach out your arm to touch him. Not like you would. But you could.

You slowly turn to the other side, pulling the covers over your head and begging yourself to go to sleep. But even with the pillow wall between you, the warmth of his presence lingered. You felt it like a soft hum through the sheets, the awareness of his touch from earlier still lingering on your skin like a ghost. It was unsettling, the way it seemed to echo long after it was gone. 

Weird didn’t even begin to cover it.

[00:00:00] ONE BED INTERVIEW ONE, TAKE ONE

YAE: [QUIET]

SCARAMOUCHE: Don't piss me off.

YAE: I didn't even say anything!

SCARAMOUCHE: I felt it.

JEAN, SIGHING: Good lord.

YAE: Moving on...

YAE: How was your night with only one bed?

SCARAMOUCHE: Quiet.

YAE: That's such a lie.

SCARAMOUCHE: No.

YAE: Are you going to say more than one word?

SCARAMOUCHE: Maybe.

JEAN, QUIETLY: Oh, my God...

SCARAMOUCHE: What did you want me to say? We watched the stars through the skylight and talked about our fears together?

YAE: Yes, actually.

SCARAMOUCHE: Bite me. We didn't.

JEAN: Scaramouche, if you give us something-anything-you can go back to your room.

SCARAMOUCHE, CROSSING HIS ARMS AND HUFFING: YN is a blanket hog. I was cold and couldn't sleep because they toss and turn like a demon is chasing them in their sleep.

SCARAMOUCHE: They didn't even apologize when they woke up. They just said to quote, "Cope."

JEAN: ... Good enough.

YAE: Cut!

[00:00:00] ONE BED INTERVIEW TWO, TAKE ONE

YN: Why does that little thingy say one bed?

YAE, CONFUSED: This is what you did last night? We want to know about it.

YN: No, I didn't.

YAE: Don't play with me.

JEAN: YN, this all goes faster if you don't lie.

YN, SCOWLING: Don't play with me!

JEAN: Good grief! Cut!

[00:05:30] ONE BED INTERVIEW TWO, TAKE TWO

YAE: [STARING AT YN BEHIND THE CAMERA]

YN: [STARING BACK]

JEAN: Guys, please...

YN: Yeah, okay, fine. I shared a bed with Scaramouche last night. So what?

YAE: Did anything... happen...?

YN: Like what?

YAE: You know like...

YAE: [PRETEND GIGGLES LIKE A SCHOOLGIRL] Kissing and stuff?

YN: Are we five years old? Don't piss me off!

YAE: Scaramouche said the same thing.

YN, STANDING UP: Well stop pissing me off!

JEAN: YN, just give us something.

YN, WALKING OFF CAMERA: I hogged the blankets on purpose to make him mad. Fuck that guy.

YAE, CALLING TO YN: Anything else?

YN: Bite me!

YAE: Scara said that, too.

JEAN: Cut!

stuck with you!

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*slide13: can u bring me back some food

*slide 15: …get him to go to the gym…and scara

also scara uses the wrong your in slide 23 he wud never i’m so tired pls forgive me

title is from that one vine am i showing my age lord two bros chillin in the hot tub five feet apart cus they’re not gay

if you can’t read the qna tweets send me an ask i’ll post a clearer version!

also sorry if u like blueberries it’ll come back later

taglist is closed, comment on the masterlist if i can use ur user as a fan in the au!

synopsis — after the disaster that was the live award show, where you and scaramouche got into an argument on stage after both of your groups got a tie for top artists, your guys' PR teams have been in shambles trying to scrape up your mess. that's when the idea to send you both off with some other idols to a remote location for a survival dating show to mend your public image comes up. before you know it your bags are packed and you’re on a plane to a remote island. the only obligation is you need to end up with scaramouche at the end of the show, whether you end up liking him or not doesn’t matter to your managers as long as the show’s ratings stay high. whatever you do in between to get there is up to you!

notes — im sorry for leaving you guys hanging for two months! hopefully it hasnt been too long where u forgot the plot,, college was really busy for me and i lost all motivation to write,, i lowk got rlly depressed lmao like omg med school is not for the weak!! i had to lock tf in and study but i saw a scara edit on my feed a few days ago and got to inspo to write so pls enjoy this long chapter :) missed u guys!! pls comment if u enjoyed to give me some motivation <33

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| SYNOPSIS | being a uni student and a streamer at the same time, let alone doing well in both, is wonderful. but if one gets too much, the other does as well, leading to unexpected difficulties. what happenes if two strangers fall into this exact same trouble, at the exact same time?

a Scaramouche x fem!Reader, social media au.

| WARNINGS | swearing, suggestive themes, family-related trauma, love triangles, friend group dramas.

| MASTERLIST |

profiles I.

profiles II.

extra profiles

part I. - work, work, work!

part II. - wednesday?

part III. - worried.

part IV. - withdrawal.

part V. - who?

part VI. - a poem

part VII. - anony-mouche?

part VIII. - ajax..

part IX. - almost. (written)

part X. -

part XI. -

KEEP MY HEART

goal 37: are you gatekeeping me?

NOTE: short update bc classes were suspended today (hoping tomorrow also bc i wanna sleep in and i don't wanna leave my dorm) anw how are y'all hehe 💓

KEEP MY HEART — scara x reader smau

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