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"That sounds lonely."
Scara laughs like a sob. "It is lonely."
"But you're not alone." He squeezes his hand. "Let's go watch the sun rise."
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10k words of being childe absolutely whipped (the strangers to friends to best friends to roommates drama youve been waiting for!!)
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14 Apr 2025
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im gna kms this was one of the best fluffs ive read in my life period
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Being a delivery man for the Snezhnaya Postal Service doesn’t come with a lot of thrills, but a job is a job. Childe is content with the monotonous life of brown cardboard boxes and long hours of driving if it meant helping his family and seeing a certain hot patron (who really needs to start ordering more clothes).
However, Childe finds himself in a dilemma when stuck in a blizzard, and must rely on his favorite patron and crush, Scaramouche, to seek shelter until he can return home.
The only problem is, he will be stuck here for six hours. Sheesh, how can they possibly stay warm for six hours?
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05 Apr 2025
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Ajax pouted. “You’re such a brat. I should report you for—something, something bad. Public indecency, probably.”
Growing bolder, Scaramouche sidled up in front of Ajax until their knees teasingly made contact. Leaning forward, he trailed a hand up the taller man’s chest, seeking skin.
“I can be bad for you, Ajax.” The heel of Scara’s slender hand rubbed against Ajax’s collar, and he pinched that gold necklace between his fingertips. “Just ask me to come home with you.”
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15 Mar 2025
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No one should be surprised, really, that Scaramouche would make it to the end of college without fucking anyone. He doesn't like people, he doesn't like being vulnerable, and he is horny - but not horny enough to get over his myriad hangups and the loner image he's painstakingly crafted for himself.
But when he finds himself at a party with a certain ginger on his knees in front of him, suddenly all that is turned upside down; and when Childe keeps showing up in his life, he begins to question whether the walls he's built are really all he needs.Bookmarked by yowtiew
01 Dec 2024
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PLEASSSEEEEEE THIS ONE IS SOO GOOD also im still waiting for chap. 6…
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Scaramouche paused. He wasn’t used to getting compliments from Childe. “Shut up.”
“Why?”
“Because…” He trailed off, idly plucking at some of the strings. There was the sound of shuffling in front of him, and his chin was gently held– tilted up so he locked eyes with Childe. Grip tightening on the neck of his guitar, Scaramouche felt his heart in his throat as the other man softly stroked a thumb over his cheekbone. “Childe–”
His eyes searched over Scaramouche’s face, soaking in his features like it was the first time he was seeing him. “You’re pretty like a girl.”
“Huh?”
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Bookmarked by yowtiew
27 Jan 2025
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oh my fucking god i cried at 2am reading this shit