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arranged marriage fics w ayato got me in a chokehold.. theyre initially a bit cold to each other but something happens and they slowly warm up… and i extra love when the wife is a clever, snarky woman too do ya mind writing this one
• Rocky beginnings
A/n: Hey anon, I can definitely do that :) Arranged marriage is one of my favorite tropes too, I will have to admit. On another note, this would be my first time writing Ayato on here, so I so hope it's satisfactory and not too out of character. Enjoy!
Content: drabble, a little bit of suggestive words, still SFW, f/reader.
Words: 1.098
What once was a bitter seed of their marriage blossomed into a sweet tree bearing fruit of honey and sugar. Ayato was a stranger to the sensation, never expecting himself to warm up to his wife, as adverse as that was.
However queer this was, he could not help but gravitate towards it, not refusing it. Little by little, he grew fond of this new entity in his home. It's a miracle such a fragile seed survived all their harshness. His wife would seldom spend quality time with him, and when she did it was to appease the public or the family. It was all out of obligation, Ayato knew. He always felt a specific kind of disappointment, seeing how his marriage was compared to the one of his late parents. How sad too. He always wanted a marriage like theirs, yet the future didn't look any better.
The start of their relationship was clear. Something so rocky cannot be forgotten, it can only be overshadowed by these newer experiences. When did their marriage start to take turns for the better; when did they start sleeping in the same room; when did they start being with each other for other reasons than obligation? Neither of them could pinpoint the exact moment or time.
And now when she smiles at him through closed eyes and the cup pressed to her lip, he knew some droll thought had shone its light to her mind. “What is it?” he questioned immediately, turning to face her with his hand placing his own cup down.
“You'd like to see me in a silk kimono” - she drawled, eyes narrowed and reminiscent of that of a kitsune roaming the wilderness around the Estate. For a moment he thought he was too harsh to say which clothing would suit her for the occasion. The answer wasn't something he really expected, and it did not sate his curiosity in the slightest. But instead of calling her out, being straight forward like anyone else, he grabs hold of his love by the arm gingerly, drawing her attention away from her drink and to his face.
“I would love to see you in such silk garments..” - he leans into her ear, one hand cupped so no one else around could hear, even if they were alone. “.. so I could tear it off you” - he finished, his azure eyes watching her own as the realization of his words sunk in. A light of something mischievous and undefined glimmered behind her irises and when their gazes met again, he knew his little jest barely did anything to place him in a higher position. Oh, how he was not used to this shift in control. She wasn't one of his retainers, he will have to be reminded again and again.
“Should you tear my silk kimono..” she started, eyes sharp and fixed on him, her hand that discarded her cup on the table sliding up his side despite the danger of Ayato's retainers walking in and witnessing this rather inappropriate exchange.
“..I will blacken your eye..” she finished with a curl of her lips, smirking at her love who felt just as mischievous, but at a loss for proper words to bite back. Her hand suddenly disappeared, and he found himself missing the touch, as foreign as it still was. Her body stepped away, looking over the rest of the foods they came to try, to pick the most appropriate ones for the upcoming anniversary, one of their own wedding.
“We have enough time to see who will last longer. But I warn you, you will find no easy game with me” - Ayato cautioned as he clutched two pairs of hashi, handing one to her once they sat down.
“Good. I loathe a dull challenge - if you can even call it that when it comes to you. But I should remind you, my father will not like it if he finds me bored in this place. You ought to be at your best behavior once he arrives” - (Y/n) told Ayato, placing one hand to her chin in thought of which dish to sample first. She had to make sure to avoid any dishes that may cause harm, or to which some of their known guests may be allergic to, their taste came first to her own. Thoma was kind enough to make a vast assortment of all kinds of dishes - sweet and savory and everything in between.
Ayato scoffs, placing a clean cloth across his lap and giving her a nearly scornful look, only the ghost smirk on his lips betrays each intention of that edged look. “As if I treat you with anything less of respect, '' he pointed out.
His eyes widened in the slightest as she picked a mini onigiri and offered it to him. When he goes to bite it, the treat is moved out of his reach and directly into her mouth. She chomps thoughtfully, holding eye contact with her husband whose mouth hangs agape like a fish plucked from water.
“Close your mouth, it's not appropriate to gawk at someone like that” Her finger pushes his jaw shut, the motion in its nature is gentle, but it mocks him and teases him. Once more, Ayato is at a loss, for both words and rational thought. "Oh- Don't make that face. Here, it's no joke this time” And as she promises, she feeds him one of the delicious Onigiri, not surprising considering who the chef was.
“Mm..It will be difficult to decide which dishes to pick, hm? All of these are packed with enough flavor and are in no way too heavy on the gut” - Ayato commented once he swallowed, taking a look at the other dishes, recognizing all of them from times before, only few were unfamiliar, and he was sure those were safe to consume. Thoma wasn't the one to spice food too much. “You can feel free to disregard me from making a choice here, as I will fare well with all of these. I'm not picky. Thoma made these according to our tastes, whether he wants to admit it or not”
“A difficult task. But I will not allow you to slip away so easily. You will stay here, with me” - His wife's voice stopped him before he could even place his hashi down, earning a curious look from those tender, ocean eyes.
Ayato looks at her, trying to gauge out any signs that she was jesting once more, but after he finds none, he simply sighs and nods. “As my lady wishes” Ayato smiles, picking his chopsticks up and grabbing another piece of a savory dish, offering it to her.
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🎮 behind the lens!
a social media streamer au | scaramouche x gender neutral reader
synopsis - you, better known as STARDUST, and BALLADEER have always been in competition for the top streamer spot on twitch, which is especially impressive since the two of you have never shown your faces. you’ve never been on good terms, constantly one-upping each other in matches and getting into petty arguments on twitter, causing your fans to also dislike each other. that’s until BALLADEER does a face reveal that breaks the internet with his good looks…which makes you realize it’s the same guy you went on a date with last night. the type of date that made you crave to see him again. the only problem was he didn’t know you were STARDUST and he was way different behind the lens than he portrayed himself online to you. should you keep your identity a secret to salvage the relationship or just let him go?
genre - enemies/rivals to lovers, streamer and youtuber au, college setting, crack, slight angst
status ongoing, chapters tba, no update schedule
warnings time stamps don’t matter, characters including y/n are portrayed as young adults, mentions of alcohol, nsfw
sideships xiao x aether, kazuha x heizou
taglist CLOSED!
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STREAM IS STARTING...
featuring…
↳ stardust and friends | balladeer and friends
ACT ONE: raiding your heart!
01. kicking my feet and giggling
02. beat my ass
03. get out of my notifications
04. id donate for nudes
05. pls be ugly
06. now wait a damn minute
07. throwing up and crying
08. do you get deja vu
09. would you love me if i was bald
10. passenger princess
11. would you bark for me
12. breaking my silence
13. caught in 4k
ACT TWO: you're live!
14. he’s cheating on us?!
15. damage control
16. chat going crazy
17. breaking character
18. #JUNGKOOK
19. drowned cat core
bonus — heizou’s theory
20. twitch con
21. city of love
22. he who must not be named
23. and there’s only one bed
24. how to get akumatized 101
25. a glimpse of us
26. the ship has sunk
27. best of both worlds
28. something in the water
ACT THREE: cut the camera!
29. gatekeeping the sexy
30. show yourself
31. hold on i’m processing
32. sad quotes bot
33. please leave a message after the tone
34. were you silent or silenced
35. they don’t know about us
36. plot twist we’re dating
37. co-op irl! that’s called hanging out
38. stop asking for esex
39. out of character
40. tba?
bonus — fuck me like i’m famous 🔞
41. mr. perfectly fine
ACT FOUR: fuck capitalism!
42. extra headcanons
43. stardust merch
44. balladeer merch
45. scarastar collab merch
STREAM HAS ENDED...
I would like someone to make a drabble or headcanon on where hsr men or Genshin men are just visiting their gf/bf then when said gf/bf open door they hug them immediately and Genshin/hsr men hugged back but noticed the very slutty waist and stood there in shock
(tag me)
nom, love bites : heizou, wanderer
米哈游 原神┊drabble┊wc. 1k
humiliating. mortifying. there’s no other way to describe the sight of the nation’s number one detective—self-proclaimed—moseying down the city’s main thoroughfares in the middle of his work break. it was tough to figure out if he was simply aloof or ignorant of his surroundings.
bystanders gasp in shock as heads turn to look at the awful sight of him.
the icing on the cake was how he wore them in pride, as if it was a medal of honor he had won by merit. his little idiosyncrasies were expected by the residents of narukami island and his agreeable personality made it easier to bear, though this was going too far.
heizou’s flagrant show of what transpired on your late-night rendezvous prompted a wide range of responses. some were indifferent, others were downright scandalized by how shameless he was to carry himself in broad daylight… there are children here!
the elder citizens clutch their sango pearls in horror. what a time to be alive! a member of the tenryou commission had chosen to roam the streets while flaunting such blue marks littered all over his neck with great delight.
“oh, may the almighty raiden shogun have mercy on us all,” a graying woman prays to herself, wise eyes turn shut after the quick show of his bruised skin when he strides past her in the direction of the komore teahouse.
“celestia knows we need it.”
the highly esteemed tengu kujou sara thought of chastising him for his less than savory appearance once she caught wind of the snickering in the background. it was considered dishonorable to the kujou clan after all, a giant offense even. however, she was at a loss for words; too embarrassed over the suggestive nature of these blemishes.
hence, she placed the burden onto you instead.
wonderful.
“darling…”
“lovely…”
“light of my life? fine. i can speak for the two of us anyway,” heizou puffs his cheeks then sighs out loud, “in all honesty, i don’t understand why i’m the bad guy here. i didn’t do anything wrong?!” he shakes his head. “i’m willing to argue this goes against protocol since it involves my personal life and—HUH?”
your hands planted on either side of his face, squishing it to stop him from rambling on and on and on.
“heizou?”
“hmph?”
“shut up.”
you lean back to study your work.
he was very lucky you decided to bring your hand kinchaku today. without it, he would’ve been out of commission for a day or two. and although the beauty product failed to properly conceal the love bites, it did a pretty decent job. it was now impossible to see unless you squinted.
“please stop making this more difficult than it should be.”
“b-but! why would you wish to conceal the evidence of your love for me?” you roll your eyes. how dramatic. heizou stares at you with a pitiful yet endearing look of desperation on his face. “it ISN’T noticeable, in fact, much of it is hidden by my collar.”
“don’t care, you’re the tenryou commission detective,” you mumble, refusing to succumb to his request no matter how cutely he refutes the comments about his public indecency. “it’s inappropriate for you to come to work looking like this.”
“well, you weren’t thinking that last n—OUCH!” he pulls out the theatrics, massaging the spot you pinched with the sulk of sulkiest pout known to mankind. “it was the truth!”
a nosy architect observes and gives him a quick once-over, “i see you’ve woken up on the right side of the bed today.”
wanderer scoffs at him then returns his focus to the grand sage’s discussion with you on the akademiya’s renovation plans to accommodate more students by supplying better facilities. his gaze lingers on you instead, and kaveh wasn’t blind to his actions.
from the moment you stepped inside the room together, he sensed a change in the air. it was… eye-opening? to say the least.
he overheard the personal aid of lesser lord kusanali wasn’t the most pleasant of companions, yet you enter with a coy expression, which is rare for the recently elected sage of the rtawahist darshan.
“oh?”
kaveh draws his bottom lip between his teeth. it was fun to see the infamous man grow increasingly irritated by his inquisitive stare. “there is no need to get defensive. i’m not interested in what you and the new sage do in your outside of work… especially when you two are consenting adults.”
wanderer glares.
“right side of your face, below your ear.”
in an attempt to be as invisible to the naked eye as possible, he cranes his head downward in hopes that his hat obscures his face as he checks his reflection on the smooth marble flooring to figure out what the nosy blond was going on about.
upon seeing what he did, heat rushed into his system and dusted his cheeks.
the moron was telling the truth, he inwardly scoffs; a faint bruise paints his neck directly below his ear, leaving little to no room for interpretation.
it was loud and clear.
wanderer was thrown off his balance by its presence that he was hardly able to react to the architect’s snickering next to him. no number of years in this world could’ve prepared him for this tricky situation.
(he secretly adored it!)
he appreciated the lengths you went to let him understand how much you wanted him, desired him, but my goodness, couldn’t you have chosen a less noticeable part of his body?
perhaps his lower stomach?
maybe even his chest area?
there was no saving him now… he spent his morning hiking through the streets tending to nahida’s errands like checking on the welfare of its citizens, so he was hilariously late on conjuring up a fool-proof plan to hide it.
everyone and their mother saw it by now. he could only pray the opposite happened for the young archon.
he was abruptly removed from his thoughts by the sound of you bidding alhaitham farewell; doe-like eyes make contact with his wordless agreement to meet one another in private after the this.
he didn’t want to be too obvious, so he waited for everyone to finish their business and leave before he moved, thinking he could walk away scot-free.
alas, he spoke too soon.
“have a wonderful evening, my friend!” kaveh greets loud enough for many heads to turn and stare at him curiously.
he was definitely going to have a word with nahida about the grand sage’s associate.
This is a random thought going through my head and a very late drabble I may add to my large genshin fic with a god reader but here we go!
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As Marcel ran up to the Traveler, Paimon and Y/n he begged them to take him to the fountain that held his lover. The officer was dumbfounded at the insane man's request. Neuvillette stoically walked up, witnessing this request.
It left him confused, why would a man give up everything, even his own life, just to see one person again? Out of his own curiosity Neuvillette allowed it offering to accompany them, but before the group could go to the fountain Y/n had spoke up. His tone was of a rare seriousness.
"Before you go to the fountain that holds your lover within its waters, I must warn you I can not protect you from the bitter waters that flow. The poison it holds is not something to be trifled with. Head this warning, and if you chose to ignore it, it will only deepen the pain in your heart and the madness you have sewed for yourself. Now I ask if you still wish to go to that fountain, with the waters that you have poisoned."
Neuvillette looked at Y/n with fascinated eyes. This was not the man he once new from long ago, the oblivious immortal being that only ever wished for peace and goodness. Marcel begged Y/n to take him, ignoring the warning. Neuvillette walked by Y/n, as Aether, Paimon, and Marcel walked ahead of them.
"What did your warning mean, Y/n."
Y/n looked into Neuvillettes eyes, he saw the pain in those e/c eyes, not knowing how to respond. It shook Neuvillette's core to see such a sweet boy have such sorrow in his eyes. Y/n looked forward, staring at Marcel, as he spoke in a hushed tone.
"The voices we heard were not of Marcel's lover, but the rage of the women that he's hurt. They didn't deserve that pain, the fate they were given. My warning was of the rage filled spirits that flow in the fountain. I could feel the pain that drips, causing the water to hold poison."
Neuvillette only nodded in response, silence no gracing the two as they walked in tandem. It surprised Neuvillette how much Y/n grew from long ago, feeling proud of how he's matured. Once the group had reached the fountain, Y/n's warning had became truth.
This will be in Celestia's Divinity and I cant wait for just the whole fountaine scene both before and after the trial. Y/n is gonna just be so yummy
This is a random thought going through my head and a very late drabble I may add to my large genshin fic with a god reader but here we go!
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As Marcel ran up to the Traveler, Paimon and Y/n he begged them to take him to the fountain that held his lover. The officer was dumbfounded at the insane man's request. Neuvillette stoically walked up, witnessing this request.
It left him confused, why would a man give up everything, even his own life, just to see one person again? Out of his own curiosity Neuvillette allowed it offering to accompany them, but before the group could go to the fountain Y/n had spoke up. His tone was of a rare seriousness.
"Before you go to the fountain that holds your lover within its waters, I must warn you I can not protect you from the bitter waters that flow. The poison it holds is not something to be trifled with. Head this warning, and if you chose to ignore it, it will only deepen the pain in your heart and the madness you have sewed for yourself. Now I ask if you still wish to go to that fountain, with the waters that you have poisoned."
Neuvillette looked at Y/n with fascinated eyes. This was not the man he once new from long ago, the oblivious immortal being that only ever wished for peace and goodness. Marcel begged Y/n to take him, ignoring the warning. Neuvillette walked by Y/n, as Aether, Paimon, and Marcel walked ahead of them.
"What did your warning mean, Y/n."
Y/n looked into Neuvillettes eyes, he saw the pain in those e/c eyes, not knowing how to respond. It shook Neuvillette's core to see such a sweet boy have such sorrow in his eyes. Y/n looked forward, staring at Marcel, as he spoke in a hushed tone.
"The voices we heard were not of Marcel's lover, but the rage of the women that he's hurt. They didn't deserve that pain, the fate they were given. My warning was of the rage filled spirits that flow in the fountain. I could feel the pain that drips, causing the water to hold poison."
Neuvillette only nodded in response, silence no gracing the two as they walked in tandem. It surprised Neuvillette how much Y/n grew from long ago, feeling proud of how he's matured. Once the group had reached the fountain, Y/n's warning had became truth.
This is a random thought going through my head and a very late drabble I may add to my large genshin fic with a god reader but here we go!
........................................................................................
As Marcel ran up to the Traveler, Paimon and Y/n he begged them to take him to the fountain that held his lover. The officer was dumbfounded at the insane man's request. Neuvillette stoically walked up, witnessing this request.
It left him confused, why would a man give up everything, even his own life, just to see one person again? Out of his own curiosity Neuvillette allowed it offering to accompany them, but before the group could go to the fountain Y/n had spoke up. His tone was of a rare seriousness.
"Before you go to the fountain that holds your lover within its waters, I must warn you I can not protect you from the bitter waters that flow. The poison it holds is not something to be trifled with. Head this warning, and if you chose to ignore it, it will only deepen the pain in your heart and the madness you have sewed for yourself. Now I ask if you still wish to go to that fountain, with the waters that you have poisoned."
Neuvillette looked at Y/n with fascinated eyes. This was not the man he once new from long ago, the oblivious immortal being that only ever wished for peace and goodness. Marcel begged Y/n to take him, ignoring the warning. Neuvillette walked by Y/n, as Aether, Paimon, and Marcel walked ahead of them.
"What did your warning mean, Y/n."
Y/n looked into Neuvillettes eyes, he saw the pain in those e/c eyes, not knowing how to respond. It shook Neuvillette's core to see such a sweet boy have such sorrow in his eyes. Y/n looked forward, staring at Marcel, as he spoke in a hushed tone.
"The voices we heard were not of Marcel's lover, but the rage of the women that he's hurt. They didn't deserve that pain, the fate they were given. My warning was of the rage filled spirits that flow in the fountain. I could feel the pain that drips, causing the water to hold poison."
Neuvillette only nodded in response, silence no gracing the two as they walked in tandem. It surprised Neuvillette how much Y/n grew from long ago, feeling proud of how he's matured. Once the group had reached the fountain, Y/n's warning had became truth.
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𝘀𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗺𝗼𝘂𝗰𝗵𝗲 [𝗯𝗮𝗹𝗹𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗲𝗿]
“if only you can talk…” you crouch on the ground to pet your cat. it watches you curiously. tilting its head, it meows back at you.
come as no surprise, you find a lone lavender melon waiting on your kitchen window sill. inspecting the fruit in hand, you note that it was a day early from growing ripe. whoever left it must’ve factored in the timeframe of when you’d stumble upon it.
it previously bewildered you to see them appear without fail considering it was situated on your moody companion’s claimed surface area. you were thoroughly impressed to see that you had yet to be faced with complaints of a cat attack. after all, it was rather protective of you and your home.
members of the village know what an enormous grump it is; even hissing at greetings or coos from kind strangers.
today ultimately marks the nth moment you received a little present from your supposed ‘admirer.’ frankly speaking, you beg to differ. why would an admirer leave fruit instead of flowers? it made no sense. you’re more likely to believe that it’s simply a good samaritan and nothing more.
you tried to actively gather information from your neighbors in the past. alas, it was all for naught. they couldn’t give you anything useful, it was too vague, stating he’s an unfamiliar face wandering the quaint village. placing the lavender melon in a water filled basin, you carefully wash it and place it in a bowl with other fruits you were waiting to ripen.
with that out of the way, you prepare for your travel to town. slipping on your boots, you sense the unwavering glower of your companion. you guess it wouldn’t hurt to bring it along with, you just window shopping for future purchases.
“fine… you can come along, little one,” you playfully sigh, as you boop its nose.
the hike was a blur. your mind fully distracted with thoughts of your alleged shy admirer—who he was, what he looks like and his personality, and why he was doing this. you were immediately pulled away from your daydream after you take one step into the market.
the environment was bustling to the brim with chatters of a newcomer. it was a big deal for a small community like your village. the tiniest change received much attention. and although you couldn’t discern their murmurs, you were able to catch at least two words.
eccentric wanderer.
the rumblings grow louder, inevitably seizing your attention and forcing you to follow where it comes from. to your utter shock, your feline companion meanders right under your nose. it was rubbing itself against the leg of a young man in peculiar clothing. despite its scuffed fabric, you can still tell it was made from the finest cotton in inazuma.
nonetheless, that isn’t what you focused on. your stare falls on the lavender melons in his arms. when your gaze met his own, he visibly shrinks at the attention. the poor thing looks frightened, hiding behind the veil draped over his head. your pet cat continues to purr for his affection, which raised a few brows—including yours.
he didn’t loosen up until you offer him a small grin and wave his way. his eyes widen in childlike wonder at you before red colors the tips of his ears and the apples of his fair cheeks. in the softest voice you’ve ever heard, he says,
“it appears fate has called for us to finally meet.”
𝘃𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗶 [𝗯𝗮𝗿𝗯𝗮𝘁𝗼𝘀]
since your younger years, you’ve heard tales about guardian angels from the elders of your community. they tell you that each being in this life has one of their own watching over them. truthfully, you didn’t believe them. you thought it was a load of rubbish. if it were true, then what do they make of those who perished for mondstadt’s freedom?
be that as it may, it didn’t stop their taunts. the sisters from the cathedral coo that you must’ve been looked after by the anemo archon himself! the less loony, but loony regardless, tease the wind sprite must be fond of you. the first three incidents they list can be passed off as coincidences in your eyes.
it first took place on a super windy day. your freshly washed laundry was swept off the clothes line to only heaven knows where, just to return neatly folded on your doorstep the next morning. the second time it happens, you were helping amber and the traveler decorate the main square of the city tor the windblume festival.
you stand on a ladder, as you mull over on how to fasten the flora banner to the building’s exterior when you accidentally lose your footing. gasps echo the area, preparing for the worst when a strong gust of wind passes, cradling you for a graceful landing. amber dashes to where you lay and fusses over you for any injuries.
aether, on the other hand, stays a foot behind you two while he waits for instructions. a breathless chuckle escapes your lips when it clicks in his mind who saved you.
and last but not least, possibly the most significant one and what had you second-guessing yourself, it plays out on your way home one evening after a day of running errands. you were walking on the grassy road outside of springvale when you hear a few hilichurls come near your direction. you can’t explain what occurs next without sounding like you’ve gone mad.
a gust of wind breezes past your figure, rustling the bushes distances away. it snatches the attention of the behemoths and earns you a window to flee. it was hereafter you start noting every unusual encounter. though, it was a senseless chat over a bottle of dandelion wine, a tiny remark from the town bard about your woes changed your mind.
“from your story, i’d say the anemo archon is greatly fond of you, miss,” venti slurs, then downs his nth swig of the night. the warm lighting of the tavern displays his inebriated state, highlighting the redness of his cheeks.
you’ve heard it one too many times. you would’ve scoffed at him if you weren’t sincerely piqued by what he had to say. it had you resting your arms on the table and leaning in to get a better look of his face. “the anemo archon?”
“hm...” he lazily nods his head along. “did you not know that he is still one with the wind? besides, it’s typical of barbatos to grow attached to his people. have you not heard of the stories? however… i have yet to hear a tale similar to yours.”
venti shrugs. “maybe the almighty god is endeared by a fair maiden like yourself.”
you didn’t reply.
you swallow the remainder of your drink before bidding him goodbye. deep down, you didn’t accept his answer. it made no sense at all! why would an archon fawn over a mortal? it sounds absurd. you make haste to return home and piece it together yourself.
without your knowledge, the subject of what’s been on your mind was overseeing your journey back. venti releases a big sigh of relief once he senses you set foot in your cottage safe and sound.
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a social media streamer au | scaramouche x gender neutral reader
synopsis - you, better known as STARDUST, and BALLADEER have always been in competition for the top streamer spot on twitch, which is especially impressive since the two of you have never shown your faces. you’ve never been on good terms, constantly one-upping each other in matches and getting into petty arguments on twitter, causing your fans to also dislike each other. that’s until BALLADEER does a face reveal that breaks the internet with his good looks…which makes you realize it’s the same guy you went on a date with last night. the type of date that made you crave to see him again. the only problem was he didn’t know you were STARDUST and he was way different behind the lens than he portrayed himself online to you. should you keep your identity a secret to salvage the relationship or just let him go?
genre - enemies/rivals to lovers, streamer and youtuber au, college setting, crack, slight angst
status ongoing, chapters tba, no update schedule
warnings time stamps don’t matter, characters including y/n are portrayed as young adults, mentions of alcohol
taglist- CLOSED! don’t ask to be squeezed in, lmk if u wanna be removed or if you change your username
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featuring…
↳ stardust and friends | balladeer and friends
ACT ONE: raiding your heart !
01. kicking my feet and giggling
02. beat my ass
03. get out of my notifications
04. id donate for nudes
05. pls be ugly
06. now wait a damn minute
07. throwing up and crying
08. do you get deja vu
09. would you love me if i was bald
10. passenger princess
11. would you bark for me
12. breaking my silence
13. caught in 4k
ACT TWO: you’re live !
14. he’s cheating on us?!
15. damage control
16. chat going crazy
17. breaking character
18. #JUNGKOOK
19. drowned cat core
bonus — heizou’s theory
20. twitch con
21. city of love
22. he who must not be named
23. best of both worlds
24. and there’s only one bed
25. room service
26. gatekeeping the sexy
27. show yourself!
28. hold on i’m processing
ACT THREE: cut the camera !
29. please leave a message after the tone
30. you’re so fucking stupid
31. co-op irl! that’s called hanging out
32. plot twist we’re dating
33. that should be ME!
bonus — fuck me like i’m famous 🔞
tba
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