"Just one lesson, then I won't pester you." "Fine, only one lesson." Scaramouche agrees, "But if it's a waste of my time, then stop pestering me." "Of course, deal." After his mother signed him up for Inazuma High's intense Calculus course without his knowledge, Kunikuzushi Scaramouche is forced to navigate the mind-boggling course on his own. An artist at heart, he desperately flounders as he hopes for a passing grade on the forsaken Calculus course in order to get into his dream school, Teyvat Academy of Arts. However, as it stands, he is failing every test miserably, with every tutor his mother ever hiring giving up within the hour. On the trajectory of failing the course, Scaramouche resigns to his fate, until the teacher's assistant, Kaedehara Kazuha, offers to be his tutor. Harboring doubt towards tutors, he agrees to one lesson. One lesson. Unbeknownst to him, their arrangement slowly blossoms into something more, something that Scaramouche has yet to comprehend.

Kaveh hated him. He was smug, arrogant, and way too smart. Yet somehow he ended up as his roommate, becoming all too familiar with the man he supposedly hated. But somehow...... the hate for each other became something more. (Alhaitham x Kaveh) TW: Probably mentions of self harm, drinking, smut, and some other elements. Enjoy!

Thoma je už spoustu let věrným služebníkem Kamisato klanu, ale poslední dobou se začnou věci měnit !! Obsahuje 18+ scény!!

Something about him is so intriguing, yet intimidating. I don't know whether to keep away or get close to him.. Kazuscara mafia au where Kazuha is the son of a mafia boss. When he meets Scaramouche things take an interesting twits.

!!FINISHED!! Xiaother and Kazuheiscara band au. Xiao, Aether, Venti, Kazuha, Scaramouche and Heizou, 6 strangers who share the same passion about music decide to form a band together for fun. Who would've thought they would become Teyvat's most famous band? This story may contain some Zhongchi. Warning: Mature language Smut Angst Blood Weapons

I hate you Kazuha, I hate you.. I hate how I love you. Please repair me, for me to love on how I love you. "Why do you sound so familiar like the cat I found in the streets.. why do I not hate how much I love him? Maybe its because..." Art not mine.