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Immediately, Scara is taken aback by dazzlingly green eyes, round and wide as they stare back at him. Water streams down the man’s face in little rivers that trace paths around his plush, parted lips. Even more water trickles down his jaw, and Scara watches the bobbing of the man’s throat as he swallows. It’s too warm, too cold, too hazy, too clear, too…sensual. Too everything, really, and it’s nothing like Scara’s ever seen before, this sight before him.
Then, they lock eyes, and for a few, fleeting moments, Scara feels like he’s being pulled in, compelled to step closer, despite the boundary that is the bridge railing. Those green eyes, alive like grass, bright like emeralds, shimmer with the reflection of the sun off the water, so heated that it’s molten, and they grab him, gaze like a physical touch on his being. Scara shouldn’t be susceptible to this, but he feels himself being drawn in anyway, and the thudding thing in his chest constricts. The man opens his mouth further as if to speak, but Scara is gone before he can even get a word out.
Scara comes across a man under a waterfall in Lumine's teapot and believes he's hallucinating.
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It was an excruciating predicament that Scara found himself in, becoming so enamored with the one person who wouldn’t recognize an alpha courting him if it hit him in the head. Or maybe it was that Sethos wouldn’t recognize Scara courting him if it hit him in the head.
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It starts as a finger placed low on Sethos’s stomach that makes its way slowly upward, tracing the subtle ridges of muscle that flex and tighten under his touch as Sethos’s breathing deepens. Scara slides it further upward, reaching Sethos’s chest and placing his entire hand on Sethos’s skin, smoothing his palm over the mark that branches out like lightning, signifying the emptiness they both share. He can feel Sethos’s heart beating under his palm, alive and steady. His hand then finds its way up to the desert dweller’s neck, his thumb brushing over the lump in Sethos’s throat, and he’s so close that he can feel the heat emanating off the man in waves, can feel his breath fanning across his lips as Sethos stares at him unwaveringly. The sun shining its rays on him, and him alone.
Scara is acting...weird, to say the least. Sethos can't find it in himself to mind it too much.
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“Sethos, I want you.”
This stops the desert dweller in his tracks, makes him still where he stood, and Scara is internally sighing with relief. It seemed like these words had finally gotten through to the man who was currently being oddly thickheaded.
Sethos turns his discerning gaze on Scara, and Scara doesn’t shrink away from it; he never has and he never will. He meets Sethos’s gaze head-on, keeping his eyes as vulnerable as he can, hoping he doesn’t have to say anything more, and for a moment, it looks like Sethos has finally understood him, recognition flashing in the emerald shading of them. Then, just as quickly, it’s gone, and Sethos shakes his head slightly, closing his eyes and exhaling quietly from his nose before looking at Scara again. Once again, there’s that trademark friendliness in them, and Scara knows he’s failed once more, disappointment welling up in him.
“Want me to what?”
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He listens as Cyno tells him that Tighnari is firm about everyone else’s health except his own, that Tighnari never laughs at his jokes, but he can tell his friend appreciates the sentiment all the same, that Tighnari opens his arms to more people than he realizes, and will scold him about downplaying an issue while doing the same. He listens as Cyno tells him all the ways he’s in love with Tighnari, and as he’s talking, it becomes abundantly clear to Sethos that he isn’t aware of it. Cyno is telling him about the furrow in Tighnari’s brow that forms when he’s planning an expedition when it hits him.
It’s what he ignored when he first saw Tighnari and Cyno, what he pushed to the side in favor of mourning the loss of the last bit of family he was close with. It claws up his throat now, and inexplicably, he thinks that, for the first time in years, he might cry.
In which Sethos realizes there's a hole where his heart should be when his grandfather dies. He then finds that it can be filled once more, even if it's different.
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A collection of stories following Scaramouche (Wanderer), Albedo, and Xiao falling in love with each other, basically.
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Aether Travels Through Teyvat To Make Friends by Snufflefluck
Fandom: 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game)
20 Mar 2024
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Basically just a series of Aether and others meeting different characters at different points in time. Not really following a specific storyline of any sort.
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”Whatcha got there?” Enjin asks, a small smirk tugging at his lips. Zanka gives one long, slow blink, and glances at the drink his fingers are loosely wrapped around.
“…a smoothie.”
Riyo bursts out laughing. The noise startles Jabber awake, and his head knocks into his jaw. They both groan in pain.
Or, Jabber and Zanka in the aftermath of one of their battles.
Or, or, a comment on my last fic used this meme—so I wrote it entirely around that
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13 Oct 2025
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“Unfortunately,” Zanka sighs, stepping out of his safe zone and back to his station, “I have the design I think you’ll like best. It’ll hurt like hell though, so I suggest numbing cream.”
It’s fruitless and he knows it. Enjin laughs at him from where he’s just finished replacing all their old flowers. “Not a chance,” Jabber says chipperly, “You know damn well I’m hopin’ it’ll hurt, Zan-Zan.”
“And every time,” Zanka growls, pulling up the design to show Jabber, “I pray you’ve gained some sanity.”
Zanka is a simple tattoo artist wanting to do his job. Unfortunately for him, the masochistic florist across the street they order their flowers from is one of his regulars.
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That obligatory tattoo artist/florist AU, but Janka
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- Part 1 of Janka Florist/Tattoo Artist AU
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13 Oct 2025
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Enjin notices it first, eyes going wide and unable to look away. Zanka doesn’t say anything, just lets him get an eyeful of the ten, pretty silver rings decorating his fingers and pretending that they’ve always been there, that they belong there.
Zanka takes good care of vital instruments. It’s why he’s considered the best at handling them, after all.
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10 Oct 2025
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Spoilers for Gachiakuta Manga!
“Whoda thought rage baitin’ you outta that well would mean finding the perfect sadist for myself?”
“Don’t call me that.”
“Stop denying the truth. It’s just us—and it ain’t like I’m gonna judge ya, man.”
Enjin isn’t the reason Zanka crawls out of that well he’d dropped himself into. A pain loving freak is.
Or, a what if scenario where Jabber finds Zanka first, and how it changes them both.
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08 Oct 2025
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My Head and His Heart by hermestheghost
Fandom: 人渣反派自救系统 - 墨香铜臭 | The Scum Villain's Self-Saving System - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù
14 Apr 2025
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