Keeping a relationship on the down-low isn't easy. One little slip up, and you're busted. If you also catch feelings...then what?!

As a member of the Fatui military, it is extremely important to follow the rules of your superiors. Betraying them would be similar to a death sentence. What would Scaramouche do if there were to be a traitor right in front of him? ••• This is a Scaramouche x Fem!Fatui!Reader fanfic Also this will have Electro Delusion!Scaramouche ⚠️All characters in this fanfic are 18 or older and will be seen as such⚠️ ⚠️ ATTENTION: In the chapters "The Trio of Best Friends", "The Northland Bank", and "The Ten Million Mora Bounty" there are brief mentions of Chilumi (Childe confesses to having feelings for Lumine). If that makes you uncomfortable, please don't read!⚠️ The cover fanart belongs to @Zentouu from Twitter. Thank you for the wonderful art. If you want to listen to music while reading the fanfic, you can go look for the playlists: 🎶 "getting stepped on by Scaramouche" by Kazu on Spotify 🎶 🎶 "Dirty, Little, Traitor [PLAYLIST]" by Kazu on Spotify 🎶 This fanfic's entirety was written by me! I DO NOT OWN GENSHIN IMPACT NOR ITS CHARACTERS Copyright © 2020 miHoYo

This is my first lemon ever... Well here it goes!!

REQUESTS; OPEN! I do any Regular Homestuck as well as AU's! I do ships and reader inserts! These include; Homestuck, Tricksterstuck, Zombiestuck, Monsterstuck, Earthstuck, merstuck, aquariumstuck, lyricstuck Etc.

It's in the middle of your school year, and your English teacher retires, and the teacher that takes his place is... well... hot, but strange.

I have finished this book and exited the fandom. Please do not make any requests for this fandom.

well this a requested lemon story c: WARNING --- LEMONS GET SOUR

WARNING: -Smut! (Obviously) -NSFW (obviously) -and of course, Sexual adult stuff in this! Beware!

there's no need for a description my guy.. it's in the title :o}

I love running. I can't remember a time where my feet digging into the ground and the wind blowing against my face didn't bring me a sense of comfort. It was the only thing that I was good at. Maybe one day I'd beat the record of the fastest runner and become something of myself. It was just a dream, but I was one to chase my dreams. I've been doing It for a long time now. I was something special in my 12th grade year. The fastest female runner on campus, but at Lincoln university I was just another runner. Most of the track runners there could beat me in under 20 seconds if they tried hard enough. I had to work even harder. I wasn't cool anymore I wasn't special. In fact if being a freshman wasn't already bad enough, I'm pretty sure I was the odd girl out at Lincoln university. I had no friends and nobody from my high school got transfers here so I was pretty much all alone. That is if you count having a college bully as the only person to talk to. Her name was Bailey Anders and I wasn't sure what I did to make her hate me so much but she did. And she made sure I knew. Actually She made sure everyone knew. But after a while I simply stopped paying attention to her threats and hurtful comments and started to pay attention to other things. Like the smell of her raven black hair and the way she smiled which was a rare sight to see. Considering the only time she smiled was when she was ruining my freshman year. It took a while but I did notice it.. Not when it first started though, Maybe a few weeks in. It got to a point to where I wasn't sure if I was letting Bailey win or if the cold hearted girl had always been my runner up. But I was no longer racing to win. I was no longer chasing my dreams. I was chasing Bailey.