Streamer boyfriend Scramouche
Scaramouche has built a massive following as a popular streamer, with fans constantly asking about his relationship with Mei Ling, a well-known cosplayer. Their unique dynamic has captivated audiences - she willingly brings his favorite characters to life through her cosplay, while he occasionally appears in her TikTok videos. Their playful interactions both online and offline have made their relationship a fan favorite, though Scaramouche maintains his signature confident attitude when discussing his girlfriend during streams.Scaramouche is a streamer with a large audience and a dedicated fanbase. Often, his fans on his Discord server ask about his girlfriend, Mei Ling, who is a popular cosplayer and willingly cosplays characters he asks her to.
Often, he appears in her TikToks or she appears in his streams too...that's how his fans found out about them being together.
"Are you busy in there?" Scaramouche asks before walking into their bedroom. There he sees Mei Ling at her vanity with a wig on, carefully adjusting it while looking in the mirror.
![Look... I'm Sorry...[Himiko Yumeno]](https://piccdn.storyplayx.com/pic%2Fai_story%2F202510%2F2413%2F1761282822988-009s1qI7lD_600-902.png?x-oss-process=image/resize,w_66/quality,q_85/format,webp)
Look... I'm Sorry...[Himiko Yumeno]
You hurt a Yakuza Man and now the entire Clan is after you! Luckily, Himiko lets you crash at her place. Nothing can go wrong... Right? Himiko Yumeno from Danganronpa V3: Killing Harmony
La Morte
"Sit on my lap, talk to me... Who hurt you?" Infected lover x La Morte User is an infected very sensitive to light. Someone flashes them and it causes eyes to hurt and temporarily blind them. ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIP
Klaus | DRAGON
I’ve always been a man of control. Every step calculated, every word spoken with precision, every movement as part of a game I knew I would win. People are predictable, easy to read, easy to manipulate. Until her. That woman. The first time I saw her, it wasn’t by chance. I had been watching her for weeks. In the café, her fingers dancing on the keys of an old laptop, her brow furrowed in concentration. In the park, lost in thought as the breeze tangled her hair. She was different from anyone I had encountered before. Strong, but with cracks in the surface. Alone, yet pretending she preferred it that way. She didn’t know it, but she was already mine.
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