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I really vibed with the last guys ask for a Tartaglia x reader. If you could.... could hook a sister up with a Tartaglia x Fem!reader? I'd really appreciate hun <3

Sure!! And you dont gotta be shy abt it anon!! I'll write whenever I have time and (knock on wood) I am currently free of writer's block!!!

(Also go check out my best friend kimasworks because they write fanfics too)

(Tartaglia (childe) x Fem!Reader)

Where to begin...

Tartaglia, or Childe as you had come to know him, was always someone who was flirty with everyone (and I mean EVERYONE)

So whenever he flirted with you, you never took it genuinely as flirting to entice romance. You always laughed and shrugged it off, even when he made you as red as the mask he wore on his head. You never understood why he seemed so... disappointed when you told him he was "funny", and it seemed to get on his nerves when you laughed his flirting off as just him trying to get attention.

Childe had always loved you, ever since he laid eyes on you. He would stare from the sidelines, watching how you moved, how you talked, how you fought. It made him all the more attracted to you.

When you had finally (albeit reluctantly) became friends with him, he was overjoyed that he could be your friend. He was highly aware that you mistrusted him, but that didn't deter him from his goal: Make her MINE.

He would admit any day that you had gotten after him more than a few times for being possessive. After all, he wanted you desperately to be his. Still, he never had the balls to even consider asking you out. Every time he tried, his mouth would feel dry, his palms would sweat furiously under his gloves, his knees would tremble, and he would fully clam up.

You yourself had always found him a little endearing, once you got past the part of him that was indeed a Fatui harbinger. Sadly though, you always thought he was just a playboy, as he flirted with almost every woman he saw (whether to get a deal or just get a reaction you may never know). You fully believed (by paimon's words) that he was just trying to fluster you to satisfy his lust for attention.

But one day, he had had enough beating around the bush. He asked you to meet him in Wanmin Restaurant, as he wanted to "talk". You, believing you were in trouble, prepared for a fight, but Childe got in a nice, formal outfit, and even bought you Rainbow Roses all the way from Fontaine.

When you arrived at the restaurant, Child was outside waiting for you, bouquet of roses in hand. You looked surprised, as you had been expecting a fight, not a date. Childe smiled sheepishly, and you realized that you were a total idiot.

"Is this- Is this not a fight-? I thought we were going to have to battle again-" You asked, looking up at the tall boy as you stood before him.

Tartaglia burst into laughter, his tension easing. "Would I have brought roses to fight you??"

You hid your face in your hands, embarrassed for your behavior. Even at that moment, the dots all connected. The flirting, the possessiveness, the staring and grinning like an idiot, the absolute adoration he showed you. It was all genuine.

"B-but- When you flirted with the other girls I thought-" "I was practicing.. I wanted to make sure I knew what to say to you so I didn't make a fool of myself!"

Childe laughed, his laugh easing all tension. He took your hand, gently giving you the flowers and looking at you like you were the only woman in the world.

"I could never NOT be genuine about how I feel for you, Traveler."

After that night, you both planned weekly dates, whether it was going out and just having fun or getting each other out of trouble, you both enjoyed it. On your 3rd date, Childe finally gained the courage to ask an important question. You had just defeated your 17th whopperflower of the day, and as you collected the nectar, he held you from behind. When you stood, he smiled and held you closely, his hands on your waist. He never imagined how wonderful it would feel to feel your hips under his fingers.

"Traveler..? May I... May I kiss you?"

(i think yall can imagine your own answer! Thats all, folks, and please send in an ask to request a story!!)

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐘𝐒 𝐈𝐍 𝐀 𝐑𝐎𝐘𝐀𝐋 𝐀𝐔

a/n: i've been so obsessed with royal!au lately so enjoy this! you're a herbalist in this who lives at the palace. (yes this is inspired from snow white with the red hair ehe)

DILUC: the eldest son of the king. he's a dreamboat no doubt; princesses from all over the kingdoms line up to be courted by him but alas, he rejects them all. his father warns him that he must marry soon to strengthen political alliances but little does the king know diluc's heart belongs to you, the royal court herbalist who has somehow managed to capture the young prince's heart.

KAEYA: the second brother to the throne. while he may be adopted and not true royal blood, the kingdom respects him the same. whether it be for his charming nature or the townsfolk fear of the royals, he rules alongside his brother with no protest. he often fakes injuries just to come see you at the clinic, claiming that he truly was hurt and might even have to stay overnight so you can monitor his health.

ALBEDO: the chief herbalist of the royal court. he's the one who appointed you to join the court in the first place. he truly saw lots of the natural potential you carried and admired your love for plants and medicine. he often asks you to accompany him to the greenhouse for assistance when really he just wants to spend more time with you.

THOMA: one of the princes personal advisor. he's always accompanying the princes and king with whatever it may be they need. although he may or may not sneak into your private quarters on evenings just to spend some time with you. he even brings you unique flowers he finds just to impress you.

KAZUHA: apart of the royal guard. he has been appointed to keeping the royal sons safe from any possible danger that may lurk in the dark. he often finds himself slacking off to watch a pretty herbalist walk through the gardens. he's always found you stunning, but isn't sure how to approach you just yet. so for now he'll just leave you small notes of anonymous poetry at your desk for you to ponder over.

CHILDE: the undercover spy from the neighboring kingdom. he was sent on a mission to gather as much intel as he could about the military and political affairs. he didn't meet you until he one day he was training too hard and ended up spraining his ankle. he was forced to spend time with you since you were attending to his injuries for the next several days. but he slowly found himself hopelessly falling for you. maybe he could take you away from this horrid place.

Not sure if you’re taking request still but if you are was wondering if you could right abt reader hiding their fever from Tighnari or Diluc (or both)

𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑

synopsis: in which you try to hide your sickness from them, just trying to stay out of their way, except it doesn’t quite go to plan

characters: heizou, thoma, tighnari, dottore, and childe x gn!reader (separately)

warnings: angst to fluff, hurt/comfort, descriptions of being sick, a tiny bit of swearing, established relationships

notes: thanks for the request! i tried pretty hard to come up with something for diluc but i wasn’t able to so i just did tighnari. i also added in some other characters, hope that’s okay :) also reminder that this is a relatively old request and i’m not actively taking requests!

heizou:

you hadn’t intended to ever hide your sickness from him, honestly

you woke up with the incoming feeling of what you assumed was a fever. your temperature was high and you felt fatigued

still, when your red haired boyfriend came prancing into your shared bedroom excitedly shaking your shoulders begging you to join him on his day off, you felt as though you couldn’t refuse

he was just so happy and you didn’t want to ruin that, not when he had been so stressed recently

walking around ritou with him seemed to be alright

the weather wasn’t bad and he even took you to a few shops for some lunch and souvenirs

but as the time passed, your head felt dizzier and your eyes stung a bit. the red of the maple trees was blending with the blue of the sky and the shops around began to spin

“are you okay?” he had asked worriedly, noticing your eyes began to droop and the overall fatigue you seemed to be experiencing

he put a hand to your forehead and noticed the burning sensation and light sweat building quickly

“shit, you’re sick? why didn’t you say anything?” he asked as he began to rush you home. his arms were around you, steadying you against him

“you were so excited,” you mumble against his shoulder, “i didn’t wanna ruin that, but it looks like i did anyway.”

the detective’s heart ached as the words left your mouth, he couldn’t believe you would say something like that, “please don’t say that again. your health matters way more than my fun, don’t ever forget that.”

when you got home, you fell asleep quickly, all snuggled up in the warm covers

heizou dimmed the lights and brought some medicine and water to place on the table next to you for when you woke up

as he got in the bed with you, he made sure to pull the blankets snuggly over you and bring you closer to his chest and placing a small kiss to your forehead

“i love you,” he whispered before shutting his eyes and holding you close.

thoma:

thoma hadn’t asked you to help him with chores, but here you were…helping him with chores

although the weather was beautiful, it was spring and in influx of new leaves and all sorts of pollen was in the air and on the floors of the estate

you were kind enough to help your boyfriend out with all of the spring cleaning to prevent him from getting stressed

unfortunately, it only lead to you getting stressed and consequently sick

you had already felt the oncomings of sickness for the past week

from various headaches, lack of sleep, the inability to eat, all the way to a runny nose and sore throat — you knew it was only going to worsen, but still clung to the hope it was just spring allergies

still, you chose to help him anyway while also leaving out the details of your sickness

about two hours had passed since your last break before fatigue hit you hard. the rake you had been using to gather fallen flowers was now leaned against the wall

your arm was resting against the railing to balance yourself as you sat on the small set of stairs under the shade

“thoma,” you called out to him through shut eyes and rushed breaths, “i’m so sorry, i- i don’t think i can help you anymore.”

he ran to you almost instantly, dropping everything in his hands to check if you were okay

when he saw you weren’t, he rushed you inside to your guys’ shared room

“oh archons, i’m so sorry i didn’t notice! you really didn’t have to help me if you weren’t feeling good,” he apologized, urgently trying to help you

it was like that for hours after

he was constantly apologizing for not noticing and you could tell he truly felt bad

he even brought you fresh homemade soup and anything else you so desired. you name it, he got it

at the end of the day, he fell asleep alongside you, swearing to stay by you until you felt better.

he didn’t even care if he got sick. if it was for you, it was worth it

tighnari:

tighnari had been frustrated all week

you had noticed that almost instantaneously and even if you hadn’t, all of his grumbling, dark eye bags (which he never seemed to have), and the distance he was placing between you would have made it blatantly obvious

he didn’t seem himself as of late and that made you feel a bit down yourself

eventually it got to the point where his mood was dampening everyone else’s and you had fallen ill

the forest watcher was so stressed that he hadn’t even noticed

you had tried to tell him when he requested you help him with collecting samples of withered areas, but he was quick to shut you down before hearing you out, requesting that you, “please just help me without complaining.”

under normal circumstances, you would have told him off and not allowed him to dictate over you like that, but you weren’t feeling well at all and didn’t have the energy to argue

besides, it would only be an hour and a half right? you figured you could get through that

you should’ve known what you were getting into. your boyfriend always took longer than expected, though you hadn’t expected an hour and a half to turn into two, which then turned into three

when you realized the time, you began to ask to go home and just come back tomorrow. it was getting dark and was definitely a reasonable request of him

but tighnari wasn’t in the mood and he brushed you off, choosing not to answer your question

moments later, his equipment fell and broke — almost as if karma had struck him

he was never one to lose his cool so easily, but here he was yelling at nothing and kicking his bag over

when you had asked him to calm down, he refused and snapped at you too.

he didn’t mean it — you knew that, but you couldn’t help but feel like he did. like he meant to snap at you and that all his anger was somehow your fault

mixed with the fatigue and shivers from your now fully developed fever, your eyes drooped and you fell forward into unconsciousness

hours had passed before you awoke. but when you did, you found tighnari right by your side handing you a cup of water and some of his homemade medicine

“i’m so sorry,” he started quickly, stumbling over his words as he tried to apologize, “i was so selfish forcing you to go with me. i mean, what kind of boyfriend doesn’t even notice when their partner is sick?”

you cough before responding, “you were a little harsh, but it’s okay now. you were just stressed and no one was around to help you out when you needed it, so don’t feel too bad okay?”

he nodded sadly and fell against your lap, still guilt-stricken by his lack of awareness and clouded mind from just a mere few hours ago

he would take the next week off he decided. taking care of you was more important and he had a lot of making up to do

dottore:

you weren’t surprised the doctor had failed to recognize the fact that you were sick

while he was a doctor, he wasn’t one that cared for his patients or anyone besides himself

when he had called you to his lab early one morning to aid him in some lab work, you knew there was no chance of it ending well

you loved him, you really did, but your boyfriend was pushy. and when his mind was set on something, it became the most important thing to him

today he had asked for your assistance in his lab for whatever new experiment he had conjured up this time

initially, you refused as you weren’t feeling well and didn’t have the energy

but, as aforementioned, dottore is a stubborn man and wouldn’t take no for an answer

“dottore, i’m not feeling we—“ you tried to argue with him

“ah ah, i do not care what excuse you have this time. i need your help and only your help.”

he didn’t even hear you out

so you sucked it up and helped him

about an hour had passed when you began feeling strained

back and forth of reaching for different materials and finding information for him became too much

“can we just take a break?” you breathed out heavily, immune system weak from your sickness

“no, what did i tell you? it is imperative that we do not stop until this is finished,” he stops for a moment, tone softening as he turns to you, “i’ll take you out to that place you’ve been wanting to try later, i promise. just, help me with this and we can go.”

you smile at the offer, happy he was finally making the time to go out with you, but it wasn’t enough

as soon as he asked for the next object, your dizziness kicked in as your neck craned to see it up on the high shelves of his lab

and the next thing dottore heard was a thud with you on the ground

“dottore… i can’t— i’m so sorry,” tears pool at your eyes as your fever worsens

he helps you up with a stern look, his arms wrapped around yours as he pulls you closer to inspect your face, “why didn’t you tell me you were sick?”

“are you serious? i did tell you! you didn’t listen to me,” you exclaim

dottore softens in the way he only does around you, quietly offering you an apology and his coat to warm up your shivering body “i apologize, my love. i should not have been so neglectful of my own partner.”

he’s careful as he carries you to your shared bed and wraps you up:

“how about that restaurant? i’ll pick up whatever you want.”

childe:

sometimes childe can be a literal child. you knew that when the two of you began dating. sometimes you minded, other times you didn’t

he had a way of nagging when he wanted things and whining when he didn’t get them

you hadn’t gotten out of bed all morning and childe was getting impatient, hoping you would spar with him today for fun

you didn’t bother to tell him you were sick, thinking that he’d eventually realize later in the day

but childe was having one of those days and didn’t have a care in the world for anyone but himself

he came in to your shared room and collapsed on you, completely missing the pained grunt you let out as complaints flew left and right out of his mouth

things like: “spar with me, please!” and “c’mon we haven’t challenged each other in so long!” among many other complaints

he was right, it had been along time. and while you didn’t exactly want to spar with him today, you figured if you just indulged him for one round he would let it go

so you got up and got your equipment desperately trying to ignore the pounding of your headache

childe was beaming with excitement as he kissed your cheek and ran out to grab his equipment

when you got outside to join him, the chilly wind of snezhnaya bit at your skin and made your nose run faster than it had been before

childe quickly went in for a few hits, you dodged them and countered him quickly

it seemed to increase his determination as he charged at you effectively hitting you in the side

you didn’t let it affect you too much, aside from a bit of coughing which your boyfriend had chalked up to being from the impact of the hit

you had only lasted ten minutes longer before he landed one last hit, knocking you to the ground

“oh, c’mon! that one wasn’t even that bad. don’t tell me you can’t handle a hit that weak!” he laughed, just teasing you

you bent over on your hands and knees, violently coughing as tears poured out from your eyes

“hey hey hey, what’s wrong?” childe panicked as he dropped to his knees next to you with one hand placed on your back to support you

his hand reached your forehead, feeling a burning sensation, “woah, you’re burning up! why didn’t you tell me you were sick?”

“you were—“ you were cut off by your coughs, “so excited to spar. i figured if i just indulged you for a round or two i’d be fine…”

“hey, you didn’t have to do that,” he said softly, “i would’ve understood if you just told me. i care more about you than fighting, you know that.”

childe picked you up quickly and brought you back inside your shared home and to your bed, wrapping you up cozily under the covers before joining you

“childe, no— you’ll get sick,” you tried to push him away.

he smiled and firmly placed a kiss on your lips,“oh c’mon, when have i ever cared about that?”

pairing: childe x fem reader (it can be gender neutral if you ignore the use of she pronouns like once or twice! i can edit it to a gn or male version if wanted)

warnings: major character death, suicide, yandere themes, reader was kidnapped by childe, angst is the vibe #enjoy if u cry lmk <3

note: my blog contains adult/dark content. please do not interact if you are a minor.

word count: 1.7k (not fully edited because we die like real men)

when childe joins the tsarita at the front lines to rebel against celestia, you had no worries at all. though you were kidnapped long ago by the man, your days were filled with nothing but peace and adoration from the once intimidating man who now is more like an overgrown puppy in love to you. he even gave you an affectionate nickname that had made your heart flutter, being his солнышко. you had even placed a gentle goodbye kiss to his cheek of your own will as he left the front door of your estate, spending your free time alone and missing him with fondness in your mind. there were days in the past where you were afraid of your situation, calling him a kidnapper, a fiend who had taken you from your life! though now you knew, he had freed you from a life of working to relaxing in his arms, being spoilt with countless gifts and genuine love from childe. it had been a stark contrast from your life without others to share it with, always afraid that they would be gone due to the ongoing tensions in teyvat.

so when your maidservant delivered the most shocking news of your life, it had basically killed you.

"lord harbringer is dead."

it should’ve brought you joy as his captive but all you felt was dread. he’s dead? childe and dead don't belong in a sentence, you scoffed to yourself. though the serious look from your maidservant didn't disappear from her face and you felt your heart wrench against your will as your eyes begin to fill with tears. "no! that's impossible, he wouldn't have died, he- he can't." a hiccup broke through your arising heaving sobs as you mumbled incoherently, "he promised me, he wouldn't leave me here alone." you found yourself, collapsed against your bed like a war widow, sobbing into the sheets in fear and heart break, it felt as if your world was ending. you weren't even scared as your captor had left to rebel against celestia but now? the sky had decided to fall upon you and leave you to die without childe's hand to hold.

the days moved on without you knowing as you sat blankly on your bed, watching the sunrise to no news and sunset with lonesome emptiness. if not for your maidservant, you would've remained immobile, sat at your window sill as if waiting, for childe to appear and smile with boyish cheer, letting you know that it was all a silly joke. when you felt your memory of his face begin to slip, you'd walk to the room with the giant portrait of you two, seemingly in love. nobody knows the truth behind the painting beyond the artist, childe and your gone self who had struggled as childe kept you beside him. "i don't want a painting with my kidnapper!" "oh baby, what will we show our kids one day?" "you're sick! i'm never having kids with you, ever!" how you regretted those words as you missed that very man every moment since the news of his sudden passing.

though you desired so desperately to be with him, the estate was always escape and death proofed, just specially for you. back in the times when, when childe had still been around and afraid that you would strike out against him. as if you could've, falling for the man with his sly words and broken promises before you could've even tried to leave. hell, if childe had offered you a way out like his death, you didn't even want to take it.

so on your birthday, it hurts your heart to sit by the dining table alone, a grand feast in front of you but missing the greatest present of all you could've wished for this year. childe, alive, goofily feeding you a plate and joking of a future with your children or you loving him. tears fell from your face as you chose a dish from the spread, taking his favourite seafood soup that didn't taste the same without him. to your surprise however, you noticed that the cutlery included a knife for once. it had been a long time since anything like a weapon was near you and it almost seemed too opportune. what else could you possible as for this year other than to join childe by dying? nobody could stop you, after all, you were practically all alone and hysterical in the estate without him! just why, why did he have to leave you alone until you had to choose this method to finally join him? you've missed him so much that stabbing yourself in the heart doesn't even hurt as much as the knowledge that he had left long before you and now finally, as your tears fall down your face from the pain and heartache, you can reunite with him.

unbeknownst to you and the staff of the mansion childe had constructed just for you, your daily activities were recorded in case of his death and sent to none other than the tsarita. yes, he was reportedly dead. but only to a select few, he was alive and recovering. childe had kept away from you, observing you instead with love in his heart. he had missed you the entire battle though he knew, since teyvat was no longer the same, you may had wanted to leave. so he let them know that he was gone, so you could choose while he recovered. it surprised him when you had instead stayed, apparently writing long letters addressed to him daily and wait for him by the expansive windows he had installed just for you. childe found it so sweet, his солнышко, waiting for him though he was currently needing archon treatment for the aftermath of his delusion usage. he had planned a joyous return as a gift, a present for your birthday. when he strided into the estate, announcing cheerily, "i'm home солнышко!" only to be met with silence, had an eerie atmosphere and the sight that greeted the man made his heart stop.

like a sick version of romeo and juliet, you lay dead, heart pierced for his eyes to feast upon. though he had seen carnage of battle fields and sights that demons would shrink in fear towards, only this struck him with pure terror, his mind filled with alarms and heart racing as he ran towards your limp form to find no heartbeat.

“no no no no, this can’t be happening. солнышко, wake up, this isn’t some joke. i’m home, love, please, look at me! look at me god damn it!” he’d sit the stiff body up only to look into your lifeless eyes, face drained of colour and clearly unwell. his heart ached as he sank to the floor, head buried in his hands from denial. “why? it’s your birthday dear… i came home. why are you dead?” the guttural yell of agony could be heard across the estate, causing your maid servant to hurry into the parlor only to see an impossible sight of the lord harbringer on his knees as you sat like a skeleton above him, unmoving like you were less than an hour ago. "tell me! why is she dead? what happened here!" the rage in his voice told the agent that their next words would cost them their lives if the answer was unsatisfactory though the emotions coursing through childe's body only had one outlet at the moment now that you were gone. to kill. "my lord.. i had left her to eat not even an hour ago to let her meet you privately when you returned. this situation- had never occurred to me would happen."

childe, rightfully out of his mind, felt the impulse to throw a dagger at the maidservant's throat though was stopped by his thought of you, who would've plead for their safety and to not stain the dinner table with blood. his heart twisted at the very imagination of you, pained that you were now unreachable, body decomposing by his very face. "i came home too late didn't i солнышко? i'm sorry." with his pride abandoned by the loss of you, childe stood up shakily to scoop up your cold body in a gentle carry while walking towards your bedroom. "i'll.. help you sleep. for as long as you need, my love." the world had been robbed of light for childe as you departed, his colourful spring that had finally come because of you, returned to the black and white desolate winds of winter that reminded him of the abyss. the underlings of tartaglia could observe over the next weeks his deteriorating health, haunted by visions of you everywhere he went. the estate was sealed up, visitors forbidden and business terminated as the harbringer spent his time alternating your favourite spots, his study filled with secretly commissioned paintings of you full of life unlike his stark reality devoid of your existence, and lastly your grave in a glass greenhouse filled with eternally blooming gardens.

one agent recounts to others in a mournful tone of his experience on guarding the estate at night shift, spooked by the sounds of sorrowful cries echoing the halls and seeking out the source, only to find the lord harbringer in tears in front of a dimly lit portrait of his deceased lover in his arms. another underling speaks of the long hours their master spends sitting by your grave, as if entranced by something that eyes cannot see.

they don't know that childe is plagued with visions that he had imagined to himself with cheer in the past as he read the reports on your activity, only to see you miserable in the places you were in the distant past. you always seemed to plead to yourself for death, so you could be with childe. the words haunted him constantly, through every waking moment until finally childe reached a stage of grief he couldn't stand anymore. "if you wished so dearly to be dead so you could be with me, so do i солнышко." in the hours without the sun, the lord harbringer childe's life was ended by his own hands to join his deceased lover, reunited by death under the crestfallen moon.

drabble of y/n fighting childe and your internal feelings for him <3 is it unrequited or~?

fever (my heart thirsts for you)

“i wish to embrace you,

drawn to you the more you hurt me.”

the devil seems to whisper into your ear when childe draws near, his hydro blades materialised in his fists and his beauty distracts you from the pounding in your head as you pant in exhaustion. the battle was lost before you had even begun the spar, you knew he had conquered you whole with the knowing look in his eyes like ice. it was inevitable, like the fall of troy, the mercy childe had spared you was the chance to end your burning feelings. if he hadn’t had you cornered, you were sure you still would’ve been in his chokehold. the desire to fight it had died out inside you, instead you had just set aflame your aching desires. wouldn’t it be a sweet ending to collapse into his arms and just be burnt to ashes? as if playing a cruel joke on you, your body staggered out of your control and fell towards the floor of the golden house, sword falling out of your clasp. a flash of golden amber entered your sight right before your eyes shut, feeling at ease with the intensity of the battle melting away as if embraced by warmth.

hehe y/n is fine, they’ve just passed out in childe’s arms and have a fever. what if… he takes care of you and you fall even more in love?

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Childe's childhood sweetheart getting insecure with how much time childe is spending time with lumine. Imagine the angst potential.

as a lover of lumine i would fall for her but yes, the angst is there.

it may have been years since childe had been by your side in morespok but you were certain that you two were as close as ever when reunited in liyue. except for an addition of the hero adventurer, lumine. she's eye capturing, the type of beauty you see once in a lifetime like a shooting star and you hate to admit it, but lumine seems like a perfect fit for childe. she's capable of fighting childe and even beats him, something you were yet to do. you felt like an awkward thirdwheel when childe and lumine talk, just like paimon - it's not like she's the main character and you're a forgotten side character though when they smile at each other, your heart aches. childe spends so much time with lumine too, constantly asking her for a spar - you may not be as adept as she is, though you could try as long as he would look your way. the insecurity eats at your heart when his attention diverts from you, feeling lost as if in the harsh winters of snezhaya.

A/N: lemme know if you want childe comforting reader anon !!! i'm happy 2 write that hehe <3

update: currently working on more angst !!! do i even wanna comfort you guys not rlly. but it’s being written ehe (wc currently 700!)

update 2.0: the continued version/full piece to this ask is now up! find it here <3

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childe is a boobs man, as controversial as it is he loves tits! your tits especially he loves to have you on top of him bouncing on his cock, you look so cute trying to get yourself off aswell as him too. any time he can see your boobs move is a gift to him, small, big, uneven he’ll find a way to suck, grope and motorboat them to no end and until your nipples are sore and bruised. <3

degen anon

degen anon mi amor <333 I AM A TITS PERSON TOO CHILDE I SO AGREE BOOBS R da best. he is a simple man. face in boobies = happy. groping the pillowy flesh as you ride him, eyes leering at their jiggly motions and even slapping your sensitive stiff nipples <3 not only does childe love suckling them, he’d pinch and twist at them till they’re a blushing red as you mewl from the filthy treatment, embarrassed at how it makes you gush around him or soak your panties wet <3

tenderness in the rain (the common trope of romance)

word count of 1.3k angst under the cut written as a response to the ask - "Childe's childhood sweetheart getting insecure with how much time childe is spending time with lumine." art creds

You admit that Liyue is not your familiar Morespok as the clouds heave with gentle droplets and not crystalline hail of your hometown. Would Childe too become accustomed to the landscape of Morax’s creation and no longer yearn for the icy winds of Snezhaya? Perhaps, that’s why he feels distant and more acquainted with Lumine, the saviour of Liyue. Who wouldn’t be drawn to the eye of the storm that surrounds the mystery of the traveller, hailing from the stars that alight the night sky? If the citizens were glowing lanterns, Childe was the waning moon and Lumine the brilliant diamonds accompanying him. Such negative thoughts in the evening made you sigh into your cooling tea, feeling no appetite for the seafood feast of Yue cooking as it only reminded you of the man of your affections, who no doubt at this moment would be pestering the illustrious adventurer for a spar.

At times like these, you miss the chilled bottles of alcohol that you could indulge in the taverns of Morespok. The burn of beverage could no doubt wash away the intoxicating insecurity that had you craving for Childe, desires engraved in your every waking moment. You mused that it was merely wishful thinking, for he had pervaded his way into even the escape of liquor, memories of late nights flooding your mind, reminding you of your youth with Childe. You had spent your rebellious phase with him, taking stinging shots of vodka together as teenagers, yielding to the charm of underage drinking. The subsequent headaches and scolding were shared together, hunting for foxes as repentance though the trudging trips into the snow only etched his captivating form against the pale mountain caps into your mind. You smiled to yourself, longing to be soothed by the visage of his comforting back or be swathed in his warmth, imagining him offering you his coat in the midst of shivering. If only these were drunken daydreams and not your sober self so you could have an excuse for the emotional thunderstorm in your heart.

Having been done with your meal a considerable time ago, you placed Mora on the table to leave for your temporary quarters only to be met with the bursting of the clouds above you. The light rainfall felt like a reflection on your weeping heart as you strolled onwards, how could the rain dampen your already crushed mood? When you rounded the corner past Wangsheng Parlour however, you found that, yes, the rain could cause you to fall even further apart, thunder rumbling through the city as your gaze met Lumine’s.

She had an umbrella held above her head by none other than Childe, sheltering her from the water with a fond expression, locked towards Lumine’s face. She must have noticed the wounded look on your downcast face as you turned around, heart dropping to your stomach hearing her shout of your name. You were grateful for the rain, hoping it could conceal the rivers of tears that fell from your eyes. You had never wanted to admit it, but the scene confirmed to you that your childhood sweetheart has grown up, without you and to other lovers. She’s so perfect for him, I should be happy, not hurt.

Absorbed in the dejected emotions consuming your heavy heart and miserable mind, you didn’t pay attention to your surroundings nor the obvious lack of rain soaking your form as you walked in silence. You flinched when a gloved hand brushed a tear from your cheek, eyes flicking up to see Childe, the stormy expression on his features making your heart sink even further. Ah, I must’ve interrupted their date. You tried to find the words to apologise, only managing out a soft spoken “I’m sorry-”

“For what? Who made you cry?” Huh? Who made me cry? You let out an incredulous scoff to yourself, finding humor in the situation and mumbling a half-hearted excuse, “Nobody, it’s not like it matters. I must’ve bothered you and Lumine, that’s why I said sorry.”

“Of course it matters to me y/n, who would dare to make my beloved upset? You could never bother me, don’t apologise for no reason.” You choked at the sudden mention of “beloved”, taken aback by the conflicting statements of Childe to your heart’s dejected state. Stunned speechless, you could despondently cry as his arms made his way around you, eyes closing shut in a desperate prayer that this wasn’t a delusion. Childe’s heartbeat against yours felt real. It was racing, just like your thoughts and his low murmurs of ‘there, there’ accompanied with his hands running through your hair had you defeated in his embrace. I’m so in love with him. I can’t help feeling sad and happy at the same time, how strange. You could feel yourself calming to the sound of his reassuring tone, heart returning to ease. How a simple motion of being held tightly by Childe could make your world’s axis realign and find the courage to ask, “Who's your beloved?”

“It’s you, of course it’s you. It’s always been you, ever since we were foolish kids and even now as we stand in the rain. You made me happiest when I saw you again in front of me in Liyue, where I was far from home and you. You make me happy now, in my hold and I promise you, I will get revenge on whoever made you cry.”

His comfortingly familiar voice in your ear made you bury your blushing face into his collarbone, too tickled pink to tell him the now embarrassing truth and misunderstandings in your doubtful mind. “If you can’t tell me immediately, that’s fine. Though, sweetheart never turn away from me alright? Tsarita’s mission has been difficult and you have been my light in this harrowing tunnel of change. Soon enough, we will return after this mission is complete and I will have you in Snezhaya, where we belong.”

You felt a smile curve your lips upwards, feeling at peace at last in this turbulent storm of a night. In the distant earshot, you could hear Paimon exclaim to Lumine, “Finally he’s made up with y/n! He’s been so pent up recently, always wanting a fight because he doesn’t want to bother y/n who seemed distant.” Lumine hushed Paimon, “Shhh… I don’t think we’re meant to be here. Let’s not bother the lovebirds, I bet he hasn’t even confessed his feelings for her yet!” Paimon’s cordial exclamation of “What a bad boyfriend!” made you giggle to yourself which made Childe part from you, a worried expression on his handsome face examining yours for any change. Feeling courageous with the turn of events, you leaned forward, placing a fleeting kiss on his lips before pulling away. “I like you, Childe. I always have since our childhood and I felt insecure that you were spending so much time with Lumine. You made me cry but it’s all okay now, just as long as you become my boyfriend!”

Out of breath from the hurried jumble recounting your feelings and thoughts and abrupt proposal of formal relationship after the nervous kiss, you prepared yourself for rejection by closing your eyelids, only for them to open wide at the feeling of Childe’s lips pressed passionately against yours. He seems to steal your breath from your empty lungs even more, leaving you breathless as he pulls away with a beaming smile on his face. “I’m so glad that you like me too. I will never let you cry again because of a reason that is my fault and easily fixed. I’ll be your boyfriend y/n, your husband if you would let me too. I love you.”

© all the original writing belongs to lavenprinz, 2021

A/N: and that’s a wrap <3 i have listened to too many sad songs trying to get in an angsty comfort mood but i’m over it and i hope this is a comforting/ pleasing ending for you all !!! i totally live for the miscommunication idea and that no, childe was not purposely ignoring you, he just felt that you were feeling off and was waiting for you to come to him and tell him! he cares about your feelings very much but respects you ehe (that’s why he waited for you to tell him abt it!!! but u crying made him go :OOOO) . lumine def supports you <333 you just mistook his friendly gaze as ‘tender’ towards her hehe. plz have a good day after reading this and know that you r very important n loved esp by me !!!

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being childhood best friends with childe and giving him your virginity as if it wasn’t his plan already, making it 100% sure that you wouldn’t have any friends other than him. while he’s gone you should take care of his family cause that’s what besties do. so when he comes back from inazuma he sees you in his room arms crossed and a flushed face as you tell him that you want to be more than friends and how you can’t stand the thought of him being with anyone else other than you. poor girl if he knew you’d be this desperate he would’ve come back earlier but he had to save up all the frustrations and cum so he could give you the best night of you life and leave you with all his kids in ur tummy.

degen anon

i wanna save my virgin hole for my best friend childe <3 stuff my cunt full with fingers dreaming about him, nnnghhh crave his cock filling me up n body weight crushing mine !!! convinced childe would love you under him, whether you’re getting painfully used to his dick inside your once virgin cunt with teary eyes or mewling lewdly into the drool covered pillow as he snaps his hips with his balls slapping obscenely against your ass, the sight of you beneath him always gets him going <3

wanna be completely reliant on childe, acting as his wife under the impression it’s just normal best friend behaviour to act like a parent to his siblings!!! they’re just so young and look like a mini childe that your maternal instincts just kick in!!! it’s the perfect image for childe and you always blush prettily when others say the two of you should get married already and have kids <3 it’s always a treat for him to see your disappointed pouty face when he says that you’re not even dating, it only makes him want you more cs who else’s would you even be? you’ve always been his, he’s just waiting for the right time, when you’re ready to run into his arms!!

after being separated from him for so long, childe being stationed in liyue and inazuma, you’re left wondering if he found some other girl especially with how your town seems to be talking abt his status as a eligible bachelor for their daughters n future grandkids!!! it makes you rightly upset, who else would he marry n impregnate other than you >:( so of course you take matters into your own hands, waiting in a cute lil babydoll when he returns to confess all of your feelings <3

god, childe would practically jump you, he’s been waiting years for this moment. his sweet best friend that he’s always monopolised finally recognised her place as his and wants to be more than friends?? he’s ripping apart the sheer fabric you wore for your first night, tearing your purity away as he leaves bruising marks all over your body that show that you’re all his. childe drinks in all of your precious noises, almost losing control when he hears you moan out his name, “childe, take my virginity please?” how can he not stuff his cock in greedily after that??? your first time is passionate missionary with loving kisses to your wet face as you adjust to his erection in your bulging tummy <3 childe leaves you full of his load, round after round of him making sure you’re leaking his cum and well bred, ready to bear his children n be his wifey <333

(p.s angst anon im gonna release a similar one based on ur darker ask hehe with childe manipulating/corrupting/groping reader !!)

you got me horny for childe now 😭😭 just wanna drain his balls i’m such a good girl :))

-degen anon <3

i dream about lazily rolling my hips as he pumps load after load inside me mwah, childe is my no 1 <3

degen anon best girl, taking all of that seed from his heavy heavy balls !!!! childe would whisper soft praises that make you shiver and tighten involuntarily from arousal only for childe to buck his hips <3, “good girl, you’re such a perfect cum dump for me.”

training wheels with yandere childe

warnings: age gap (5-6 years), noncon, dubcon, somnophilia, nsfw, dark content, blowjob (m), yandere implications

note my blog contains dark/nsfw content. minors DO NOT interact and the content below is adult.

word count 1.2k - response to angst anon's ask <3

You’re the flowers of Childe’s spring, when he first meets you, you’re barely half his height and oh so precious, immediately capturing his heart as you stumble shyly into his life like a newborn foal - tender and young. Childe knows that he must protect you from the winds of Snezhaya’s winters and teach you the way to grow up as he’s older than you. He picks you up after every class whether it was when you first started school, guarding you from others like teachers and your classmates, making everyone laugh at such a sweet gesture to concerned glances when you’re more than capable of crossing the icy lakes by yourself rather than being princess carried by the teenager who gazes at you with pure adoration, excusing his actions with the fact he couldn’t ever let you hurt yourself, though everyone brushes it off, they’re just like siblings right? Right, he’s like her older brother. These whispers fly around the town, your ears covered by Childe’s gloved hands and your head leaned against his broad chest, snuggled warmly without a clue that Childe has your entire life planned out, to be beside him.

It’s a shame for Childe that his plans are briefly interrupted by his descent into the abyss though when he returns, he’s by your side more than ever, showing up to your house in the mornings and night, accompanying you to school or spending time in your room. You kept him sane within his time down there and now that he’s hardened with the knowledge of battle, he never hesitates to bare hydro blades at any person who approaches you rather like a guard dog. For others, they’re miffed at his aggression while you’re empathetic to Childe’s plight, choosing his side whenever others bring it up. “He fell into the abyss! It’s normal, don’t blame him!” You don’t realise that he’s conditioned you to believe his actions are for the best ever since your naïve youth, always clinging onto Childe’s words as if they were the verses of faith.

Never one to question Childe nor listen to others than him, you don’t doubt him nor even notice when his once innocent touches on the expanses of your skin become lingering, possessive and even lustful. Childe’s amber eyes watch your lips as they purse around a straw, pink tongue darting out to lap at the cream on your face and feels his pants tighten. He really regrets treating you to that milkshake, cause he has to jack off in the restaurant’s bathroom so you don’t realise what you do to him. When you climb instinctively onto his lap when it’s time to watch a scary movie, you don’t even flinch when Childe grips your waist harshly nor his hips rolling up every so often, convinced it’s just his body reacting to the horrors on the screen! You think you understand him, after all it freaks you out a little bit too, making you squirm anxiously on his lap and bury your face into his neck, whimpering at the loud screams emitting from the TV. Childe berates his past self for always luring you into his arms, wanting you as close as possible in the past but now, it’s torture having you so close yet so far, separated by clothes as your heat above his crotch drives him insane. He can only rush to the bathroom with an excuse of the film being too much to conceal his desire - though your saddened face makes him pause, he couldn’t leave you there all afraid by yourself, could he? He’ll just rub one out against you once you’re blissfully asleep, cradled in his arms so purely and untainted by his sinful needs.

Childe only gets more daring as time goes by, his touches becoming persistent gropes at the plush meat of your thighs and ass, acting all concerned with you, “You’re eating enough right? You can’t carry kids if you’re not healthy.” His hidden intentions always slip by you, used to his obsession with your status and capability to have kids, it’s just because he’s always wanted children right? You never think his kneading of your skin are for his benefit, nor do you ever wonder why you’re perched right above his bulge in his tight pants - he must miss you lots too. You only keep close to Childe, unwilling to be separated by his Fatui duties that leave you without him for days, it’s just so lonely without him! The townsfolk seem to avoid you and you’ve never had many friends outside of Childe anyways, he was all you needed. He’s always been there and has always taught you everything you needed to know, so why would you ever want anything else?

It becomes natural and incessant, Childe’s unceasing touches of you in increasingly lewd areas. You haven’t seen him for a whole month since he’s been on a mission and after he has you seated on his lap, his hands are wandering into your underwear, stroking your private parts as he convinces you that this is for your own good. It does feel good, your body tingling in newfound pleasure and folds soaking his fingers with juices that he laps up with a pleased hum, even urging you to have a taste. Is this normal? never passes your mind, only following Childe’s instruction with a curious face that shows you find the taste strange. To compensate, Childe offers you something tastier, he says as he lifts you off his lap and has your back against the sofa while he unbuckles his pants. Childe is above you, your face covered by a large appendage connected to his crotch that makes you wonder why it’s so red and long out loud. Childe just answers you with a chuckle as he guides the angry flushed tip towards your agape mouth, “It’s because of you, why not help me out by putting your lips around it? I think a kiss would make it feel better.”

Obedient to Childe without a fault, you’d press a sweet kiss to the leaking tip, precum decorating your lips as you wrap them around the tip, making Childe hiss shamelessly from the pleasure of your wet mouth surrounding his erection. His dreams of this moment can’t compare to the innocent look on your face as you gently suckle on his cock, just like the cherub angel you were when you two had first met. The thought of his plans coming to fruition and the sight of your virginal self latched onto his hard meat has Childe blowing his load like a prepubescent teen, filling your mouth with his seed until it overflows, years of lusting over you pouring out and dripping out the edges of your lips. Childe can’t help the way his dick twitches in interest, still hard despite cumming into your mouth, you’re just too much for him especially with the way you diligently gulp and swallow in his spunk - telling him cutely that it wasn’t so yummy! But you thank him anyways and tell him that you’ve missed him oh so much.

Another idea i have this time with childe is that he had fallen out of love with reader and cant bear to tell the reader and decided to pretend he still loves them but the reader knows but still chooses to hold on because she loves him but then she saw how childe and lumine interact, it reminded her of her relationship with childe before they become a couple how they used to be so sweet and happy. So the reader just decided to end the relationship because she realized that if you truly loved someone you will let them go if that means they will be happy. ( childe didn't really cheat but he does starts to have feelings with lumine but you know cant be lumine because reader)

hi anon!!! i put a lil twist on this idea by making hanahaki disease exist in genshin. there is a perspective shift from childe to reader!

content warning: angst with no happy ending, mentions of death and blood, memory loss

word count: 1.2k

note my blog contains dark/nsfw content. minors DO NOT interact.

"Welcome to Scent of Spring, what can I get you today?”

It’s almost hilarious that the last time Childe had frequented this store, he was courting you, purchasing a bouquet each time he went to win over your heart. Others had joked that the next flowers Childe would buy were for your wedding - the customary flower ball for the married to toss into the oncoming crowd, for blessings of married life and eternity. And now, he was requesting a sorry bouquet.

Where did it go wrong? When did his thoughts start to drift to Lumine’s face and not yours? The pleasant tranquility of peace that you would bring him dulls in comparison to the electric rush that Lumine sparks in his heart, and even as he browses the store's wares, his eyes are drawn to pale yellows and whites, reminiscent of the heroine. Childe knows how to pretend, he’s Fatui after all, so the role of a loving boyfriend who just forgot their anniversary and not fallen out of love is one he can play without a fault, though he knows he’s breaking your heart with every white lie.

As the shop assistant wraps up the bouquet of pink and purple carnations, Childe’s mind drifts to thoughts of sparring with Lumine, when he could spend time with Lumine, memories with Lumine and just Lumine. It seemed like all he could ever think of was her, not even a second spared to you and when his daze is snapped by the complete bouquet, his practiced feigned charming smile sends butterflies into the assistant’s stomach, no wonder you couldn’t let go.

Childe approaches your door with the bouquet hidden behind his back, image of sweetness and not a traitor with his heart elsewhere. When he knocks, you’re at the door immediately and as his amber guilty eyes meet yours, you know. His thoughts must be on Lumine and not you, you could tell, you’ve been in love with him just too long to not know. Even as he thrusts the flowers into your shaking hands, you know that there is no love behind them, his feelings are reserved for another. You know who he pretends you are.

How can you compare to the one chosen by the stars as you stand as shaky as a leaf in Barbato’s wildest winds in front of the man you love? Perhaps the archons give you strength in that moment, gulping back your internal pleas to keep Childe by your side, you interrupt Childe before he gets to sway you with his honeyed tongue. “Childe, thank you for the flowers. Let’s.” You pause, hesitating to yourself as tears fall down into the bouquet.

“Let’s break up. You should see other people.” The tears threaten to choke you, feeling your heart break inside your chest and when you’re met with stunned silence, you gather the strength to slam the door, dropping the flowers to the floor as you begin to sob. It’s over. You’ve parted with Childe, the ghost of his once promised everlasting love and as the tears flow unrelentingly like a river, petals unfurl within your chest. Your once awaited spring with Childe have dug their roots into your lungs, bloodying your throat with agony as you hack up a garden, one Childe had planted inside you.

You’re reminded of him as the flowers of his bouquet begin to wilt, feeling your health begin to fail you. You know that despite finally letting him fade away from your life, you still treasure him beyond words and actions, having treated the flowers with care you know you can no longer give to Childe ( You repeat to yourself : He chose someone else over you. The flowers have no meaning.) What once were the beginnings of the disease, your throat’s flesh tickled by uncomfortable petals have begun to blossom into buds that make you choke in pain when trying to breathe. Sometimes, when it gets bad and your heart aches desperately for Childe’s warmth, your sink ends up rinsing blood and rotting carnations down the drain.

When you visit Bubu pharmacy, Qiqi’s soft mention of your state makes you laugh softly. How could you explain that you broke up with the love of your life? And that you’re now dying, but you did it for him. Because you love him. Baizhu’s sympathetic smile as he hands you a concoction to aid your deteriorating throat tells you that this is not the first time he’s seen this condition. Though you had never wanted to let go of these feelings, you’ve found yourself with courage in many unexpected moments recently. “Is there a cure?”

The man looks down at Qiqi who posed the innocent question that had meanings beyond the mind of a zombie child and answered in a somber tone. “Yes, but it involves cutting off your feelings for the person who made you this way forever. Sometimes, when you love someone very much Qiqi, it’s hard to do that.” Baizhu’s wisdom is like an old oak tree and his words comfort you temporarily as he speaks, though they only strike home as you’re struck by a violent coughing fit of fully fledged flowers, bloodied by the thorns scratching at your throat. As you collapse onto the floor of the pharmacy, supported by Baizhu and Qiqi, reality hits like winter to orchards, barren with the knowledge that you must decide. Your love or your life.

“Your condition is becoming critical… any longer and you will die. Will you take the surgery?” The outburst of petals, blooming as they fall from your bloody lips are a painful reminder that Childe’s moved on without you - he no longer loves you. Painfully ignoring the internal desire to keep your love for him and through blurry tears in your eyes, you accept Baizhu’s offer.

The long wilted bouquet from Childe sits by your bed as you recover from the procedure, their meanings lost to you as you tend to your health with Qiqi, whose forgetfulness only warms your days as your condition improves. “Remember me. I’ll never forget you.” Though somewhere in your heart, a part of you aches when you gaze at the vase of decaying flowers, you discard of them - they no longer hold any memory to you.

After the surgery, brighter days are imminent, smiling like a sunflower as you stroll through Liyue, Qiqi in your hand as you guide her to your appointment at Liuli Pavilion - a celebration for your complete recovery. As you pass by the glaze lilies, you pause to show Qiqi the way they sway and respond to song. With a nostalgic melody of forgotten love and marriage that brings joy, the glaze lilies dance along as you sing. Above the patch of flowers was Northland Bank and the familiar tune captures Childe’s attention, having not seen nor heard from you for weeks now as you recuperated away from his sight. A part of him feels guilt, relief and most of all regret as he hears you radiant compared to the misery he had seen you last. When he calls your name with a faux cheery “How have you been?” you only tilt your head sideways, a motion that he’s long observed to mean utter adorable confusion, and you reply, “Hello there, who are you?”

The anguish that stings Childe is well deserved despite his obliviousness to the fact the surgery had removed not only your feelings for the man but your memory of Childe completely. Perhaps it’s better this way, the two of you now no more than strangers who were once in love.

How about childe gets angry and then reader threatens to commit suicide. (hahahahah you totally get my thoughts laven be extreme all you want).

-Angst anon

0.7k word response to this and previous ask of angst anon <3

prompt: imagine childe having a sensitive darling and the darling is like has a past and when they met childe everything changed. One day childe received a mission from tsaritsa and this mission requires childe to get close to someone for him to get the info so he decided to charm the daughter of his target and yeah that's where he cheated. And the reader saw it, the reader decided to confront childe at the scene but at that same time childe almost got his info.

content warning: mentions of suicide, death, violence, cheating, toxic relationship dynamics, yandere (both parties)

my blog contains dark/nsfw content. minors DO NOT interact.

You could withstand the cruelest blows onto your body, whether it be unwanted love or the neglect that comes with the mood swings of your captor. What you couldn’t stand was another woman. You knew from the start that this wasn’t love but for Childe to get up and return home with notes of sweet perfumes on his collar, embracing you with faux words while charming another, it makes your head spin.

You may not have drank any alcohol in ages, but you sure could get drunk on this jealousy. Being trained by the Tsarita made your escape from Childe’s confines easy, you had just chosen to be broken by him yet he wanted a new toy? No fucking way.

You decided to hell with the obedient demeanor, breaking out from the mansion into the late chills of evening, dressed to kill. Knives concealed under your garments, you entered the venue of Childe’s night, adorned with chandeliers and individuals dripping in luxury. Flashing a smile at the Fatui guards and brushing past with the full confidence of the rightful lover, you blended into the crowds of politicians, nobles and elite.

No stranger to the scene, your eyes scanned the room while holding a flute of champagne before landing on the double-crosser and his scarlet letter of a mistress. Controlling the urge to smash the dainty glass in your hand took the steeling of your nerves as you crossed the dancefloor, anger boiling hot under your skin with each step towards the pair, acting like ditzy love-birds, in front of you.

“I hope I’m not interrupting. You seem to be having a wonderful time with your paramour.” You punctuate your sentence by splashing the drink down Childe’s front, soaking the man in the liquor with a cold face. All the watchful eyes of the hall stare as the drama unfolds, though you simply couldn’t care less. If they wanted a show, you would give them one, starring Childe as the unfaithful bastard.

“What the fuck are you doing here, y/n?” Childe hisses with a furious look, though it just makes you sarcastically laugh at his anger, viewing him as nothing as a wet dog that got caught with its paws dipped in mud. “And what are you doing with this lovely miss?”

With your lips curved upwards and an indignant tone to Childe’s misfortune, his patience snaps from your aggravation, though he sends a placid smile to the woman before dragging you off to the exit. “That was my fucking target and I was just about to be complete before you rudely interrupted me! Why the hell are you here and not at home?”

As if unable to hear Childe’s heated words, you smile undisturbed at his rage and draw a knife from under your sleeve. “So, you’re mad I caught you red handed with that girl? She’s so important to your mission?” You twirl the blade before placing it dangerously close to your throat, directly against the essential veins.

“If she’s that special to you, I guess I’ll just die, how about that, Childe? Did you not fucking think of me when you were seducing and screwing her? Did you think I’d wait patiently for you while you two-time? On Tsarita, you really are a fool. Do you think you can live without the consequences of deceiving me? I will paint your hands red with my blood and watch you from beyond the grave.” As if to prove your point, you graze the sharp edge against your skin, letting blood pour with a composed face though your voice trembles in pitches of seething fury.

Childe may have held you in his arms or watched you attentively to the delusion that he loved you, you knew better. The man had never let you near weapons and never even seen you bleed, so his agape expression of panic further fanned the flames of your temper. “Better yet, why don’t we die together, Childe? We’ll see each other in hell.”

Can you tell that I’m crazy and that I love Amy Dunne <3 I left it an open-ending (but reader might have a sneaky gun in their hand hehe....) so either Childe manages to calm them down???? But his mission is fucked anyways and so is their broken love <3

Childe being a whiny and touchy bf that wont leave you alone is soo cute especially if he's begging for you to go faster on sucking his big thick cock.

-angst anon

clingy touchy childe who always wants your hands on him and physical touch no matter what. he's like a giant puppy even though he could be a dangerous man sometimes, he's the sweetest desperate cutie as he begs for more of your mouth on his length :( just teasing him by suckling on the tip when he wants it faster, deeper inside your mouth but you're just playing with him to hear his adorable whines, "please take more, i wanna cum, please let me cum inside?"

he's so happy when you finally go further down on his cock, little twitches of his hips as he fights the urge to push you down his dick n fuck your mouth but he just wants you to please him at your own pace n reward him with your throat <3

Slow burn or love at first sight? pt.2

A/N: I'm so excited to write this especially for Ayato, because he was the first five star I triple crowned and still holds that title till this day ദ്ദി ˉ͈̀꒳ˉ͈́ )✧

PART 1: Kazuha, Tighnari, Heizou

Ayato, Kaveh, Childe x fem!reader, Slow Burn, love at first sight, headcanon, fluff, probably proofread idk 😭

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AYATO ▪︎ pillar of fortitude

Ayato was called to the tenshukaku to meet up with Kujou Sara, future head of the Tenryou commission

When he first arrived there, from the corner of his eyes he saw you, sweeping up the floor near the entrance to the tenshukaku

When he wanted to get a full view of you, you were already gone

"Strange" he thought to himself before making his way to the Tenryou commission's headquarter

Few hours passed and the meeting came to a close

By then Ayato was already walking away from the tenshukaku

He was still thinking about the girl he saw from the corner of his eye

As if right in cue, you appeared again not in front of him no, but still in the tenshukaku walls watering the plants while humming

He looked behind when he heard a lovely voice coming from inside the Tenshukaku

And he saw you

You must be new because the head of the kamisato clan has never seen you once everytime he visits the Tenshukaku

Ayati stared at you for a while admiring your singing and what youre doing before he was brought back to reality by one of his bodyguards

"Lord Ayato? Is there something the matter?"

"Oh no" he whipped his head away and gave the bodyguard his signature smile "I just thought I forgot something"

Ayato thought that within a day or 2 he'd forget about you but boy was he wrong

For a whole week all he could think about was you

During boring meetings with his retainers, he'd daydream for a while and the first thought that would come to his mind, was your singing

Ayato never told any one of this

Not even his dearest sister Ayaka

He'll forget about you soon, he thought to himself, still convinced that one day he will just stop thinking about you

After a week or so the head of thr Kamisato clan was told (forced actually) to go out and get some fresh air by Ayaka and Thoma after burying himself with piles and piles of paperwork as usual

He decided to take a stroll out in Inazuma city and see the bustling markets which are usually full in the mornings

Ayaka and Thoma agreed to catch up with hin later as Ayaka had a meeting herself and Thoma was called in by Kujou Sara to teach someone about cleaning and housework

So the head of the Kamisato clan was finally walking in the streets of Inazuma, smelling the aroma of freshly cooked food

Admiring the people gathering up in all the stalls to by some vegetables and fruits

While he himself decided to buy boba as he waits

Not so long after he heard someone call out to him

Averting his focus away from watching a street food vendor making taiyaki,

He saw Thoma and Ayaka waving at him, and he saw a 3rd person hiding behind Thoma both hands on her thighs, smiling and looking down as if a sign to show respect

Ayato walked over to them and wondering who that person behind Thoma was

Her features were covered by Thoma so Ayati couldnt really tell

"My Lord sorry we took so long, I got so immersed in teaching her about cleaning and cooking I didn't see the time" Thoma started before moving away slightly to dully reveal who was behind him

"This is (name) the new housekeeper for the Tenshukaku, Kujou Sara wanted me to teach her the basics and the tips and tricks so I couldnt decline the offer"

Ayato's eyes widen a bit as he recognised you in an instant

He thought you looked more stunning face to face

you raised your head to make eye contact with him and bowed again once you introduced yourself "Hello Lord Ayato, I am (name), I hope you dont mind me coming here with Lady Ayaka and housekeeper Thoma, Thoma insisted that I come here to meet you"

Ayato loved how you spoke, it was gentle and soft, although something tells him that when you both get closer, your personality might change when you get comfortable around him

And he wants to be able to see just wnat lies behind your prim and proper self

"Hello (name) its a pleasure to make your aquaintance, I dont mind you coming here with my sister and Thoma, in fact I welcome you" he smiled

"So tell me, how did Thoma teach you? Was it good? Did you experience any discomfort?" He moved his body slightly and extended his arm out to the city as if to tell you to come take a walk with him as you both talked

You understood and started walking beside him

Ayaka and Thoma new a special bond was forming between the 2 of you

And they cant wait to see it bloom into something much more

KAVEH ▪︎ empyrean reflection

Kaveh got a new client and of course of to work he was

He heard you wanted to make a house just outside of sumeru city

Kaveh thought it was a good idea as he doesnt really fancy the idea of building a big home in sumeru city, where there isnt a lot of spaces anymore

"Ms. (Name).... hm..." he looked at the letter you wrote to him telling him where to meet up and your name, trying to find out where you are at Puspa cafe

"Hi are you Mr.Kaveh?" A voice called out to him making him raise his head from the letter making eye contact with you

He froze in his spot looking at you eyes widen

You were stunning

The way your eyes met hin shyly and your brows furrowed slightly as if youre worried you got the wrong person makes you all the more cuter

"Uhm.. sir?" He flinched a bit and shakes his head

How could he do such a thing! Staring at you for who knows how long

He must have made you uncomfortable

And made a bad first impression

Kicking himself mentally rn

He cleared his throat and stood up from his seat "I apologise for staring at you like that ms, I was just stunned with your beauty, yes I am Kaveh you must be Ms (name) correct?"

You blushed a bit at his words and smiled "oh uh yes I am and its quite alright I dont mind... and thank you, you got me worried for a bit. I thought I got the wrong person" you nervously chuckled

"My my, a beautiful name for a beautiful lady" he smiled "shall we get to work ms (name)?" Extending his arm to the chair in front of him, motioning you to sit down

"Oh yes of course!" You were starting to like him already, recieving such compliments in a way where he said it so casually makes your stomach flutter

You took a seat down in front of him and started discussing about your house and where you want it located

Soon minutes turn into hours and you both went from talking about your house to the akademiya to random silly things

You both didnt even realise the sun was about to go down

The only reason you both even realised was when a waiter asked if you both still wanted to stay for dinner or not

Stunned you both whipped your head out to the window to see, the sun going down

Kaveh and you looked back at each other and turned into a laughing fit

"Oh goodness have we been here all day?" You said between gasps of air

"Oh it seems like we have been here all day ms (name)" he replied laughing along

The waiter was confused asf

Mans not paid enough to deal with this😭

After Kaveh calmed down he looked at you and smiled "so how bout we order diner here as well? My treat"

"Oh no let's split the bill mr.Kaveh, I insist"

You both stayed for a little longer before Kaveh walked you home

"Lets do this again someday shall we?"

"Of course"

TARTAGLIA ▪︎ Childe

When childe first arrived in Liyue his first main concern was food

The man was hungry so he went to xinyue Kiosk

You were his waitress for the day and you did your job well

You just wanted to be paid 😭

He thanked you for your generosity, ate, paid and left.

That was the end of it and you both went about your day

Weeks have passed and Childe came back to Xinyue Kiosk

Lo and behold you were his waitress again

"Its been a while sir! Welcome back, what would you like to order?" You smiled taking your notepad in your hand, waiting to write down what the gingered hair man would like to order

"Hey again! Yeah i just really like the food here so of course I came back" he laughed "i dont know what I want, how about you surprise me hm? Give me 3 of your best dishes"

You nodded and began to write down "coming right up mr.tartaglia will that be all?"

"Yes indeed thank you again"

Same thing happened again, he ate thanked you for your the meal, paid and left

And a week passes by and he comes back again and again

However this time around was different

"Mr. Tartaglia welcome back, what would you like to order this time?"

He chuckles slightly and greets you "hello again ms (name), Im not sure, I really just miss eating Snezhnayan dishes if Im being honest"

"Oh... I see"

Silence ensued before you spoke again

"What are some dishes you miss from your homeland mr. Tartaglia?"

He looked at you for a while before smiling remininicing the time he ate local dishes from the land of snow "solyanka..." he started "my mother use to make me that when me and my siblings rolled around in the snow"

"What does it taste like?" You asked again curious

"Its a very filling dish, meat, mushroom and the best part is the soup. Made from pickled cucumbers and brine. God thinking about it makes my mouth drool" he laughed before changing the topic

"Anyways enough of that how about I order black perch stew yeah?"

You got so caught up with the conversation you forgot you were still working

"Oh yes of course, I'll get it right out asap sir"

You were determined to make childe solyanka

After all, his generosity towards the restaraunt was appreciated by everyone working

And youve formed a great bond with him over the several weeks he came by

It was the least you could do

Later evening you came by to the northland bank

You knew he worked there as the 2 of you chatted a bit about his work

You were hesitant to step in and the guard on stand by came to you

"Is there any assistance you require?"

You flinched a bit, the person was wearing a mask which freaked you a bit but you ended up mustering enough courage to talk

"Uh.. is mr. Tartaglia still here? Im a waitress from Xiyue kiosk and Im here to deliver a meal to him"

The guard stayed silent for a while before replying

"Im sorry if youre not here to take out money from the bank I cannot let you in however, Mr. Tartaglia is still inside I could take the meal from you and deliver it to him and-"

The door opened and you made eye contact with the ginger haired man

"Ms (name)? What are you doing here?" He asked, eyes widened

" Mr. Tartaglia!" You wanted to continue but you eyed the guard and stopped talking.

Childe followed your eyes and understood you were uncomfortable "please leave your post. Come back in a bit"

The guard nodded and left

You let out a sigh of relief and contined "I just wanted to deliver this for you. Personally made by me"

You handed him the bag of food and he took it, opening it

"Uhm. Its my first time trying to make the dish you described before so Im so sorry if it doesnt taste right..." you shyly continued.

"(Name) how did you... this smells amazing and looks exactly like how my mother made it" he looked at you again in awe

He was touched that you'd go as far as to make a dish from his homeland specifically for him

" I asked a few Snezhnayans around here about it, and asked one for a copy of the recipie. I wanted to thank you for your endless support and kindness on behalf of Xiyue Kiosk. And you missed your food from your homeland so.. I just-"

Childe came towards you and pulled yoy in for a hug, while still holding the dish in one hand

"Thank you so much. I'll treasure this. I owe you big time ms.(name)"

You hugged him back awkwardly and smiled "mr. Tartaglia its truly no problem!"

"Please, call me childe"

"Alright Childe, do call me (name) since were going on 1st name basis now"

After that, you watched as childe enjoyed his meal and talked for a bit

He'll be visiting you more often soon

And maybe ask you to hang out one day when you both are free :))

♡♡♡♡

Pov: You are hiding under their desk

Author’s note: Dear Archons, please give me Diluc. Thank you.

Summary: You are a young child taken in by one of the characters. This is their reaction if you hid under their desk. The reader is gender neutral.

Warnings: None (Besides corny nicknames)

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Diluc:

• It was later in the evening before Diluc finally made it back to the Dawn Winery. He trudged through his office, his limbs heavy with exhaustion. The sight of the documents stacked neatly upon his desk made the pulse in his temple intensify. Nevertheless, he pulls the cushioned chair out and sits down in a hunched fashion. He plucks the quill from its stupor, before gazing along the first set of words before him. A few minutes pass with him scribbling away, the relaxing sound of the fireplace crackling away easing his tense stature. His pen then freezes as the side of his pant’s leg is pulled. His ruby eyes narrow and he leans back, just to catch sight of two (E/C) ones looking up at him from underneath the desk. 

• “You’re supposed to be asleep,” He sternly remarks, “How did you get in here?”

• The young child frowns and tucks themselves further away from Diluc’s legs. “I’m sorry, Master Diluc. I was worried something happened and couldn’t sleep…” They answer in a shy voice, “I wanted to make sure you were okay, so I waited for you to come back from town.”

• Diluc huffs in response to their explanation, but his hard stare softens as the child yawns. “You should get to bed. You have schooling to do tomorrow.”

• “Oh, but… can’t I stay up with you a little longer? Please?”

• A sigh escapes the Ragnvindr before he picks the child off the ground and sets them on his lap. “Only for a little while,” He replies. He does nothing to stop them from closing their eyes though, and a ghost of a smile settles on his face as they rest their head against his shoulder.

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Kaeya:

• If the Calvary Captain is not seen loitering about the streets of Mondstat or having a few drinks at the tavern, he was most likely in his office. A miserable groan is let out as the cryo user thinks about it so as he flips through the new guidebook made by Grand Master Jean. It was an awfully boring day for Kaeya, and though the sun lit the room in a beautiful golden color, he silently wished for it to go down faster. He’s been in here for way too long, he thinks; he’s wasting precious time away by skimming through rules that don’t even apply to him. He shuts the book with a loud THUNK before staring up at the ceiling. Lost in his own thoughts, he was quite surprised when a blunt force grabs a hold of his leg. A chuckle heaves out of him as he grabs the source from underneath his desk. His gloved hands dance across their torso and giggles erupts suddenly.

• “Stop! Stop!” The child begs as they cradle themselves in his lap. He gives into their commands, his fingers nestling in their (H/C) hair.

• “How long were you down there, little ankle bitter?” He asks with a smirk upon his face.

• “Captain Kaeya! You always say to take advantage of your opponent’s position. So, I waited for you to relax before going in for the kill! I waited patiently, then BAM! I got ya, didn’t I? Aren’t you proud of me?”

• “I am very proud of you, (Y/N), but next time, maybe don’t try to bite my foot off, hm?”

• “You got it, Captain Kaeya!”

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Childe:

• The 11th Harbinger had to stop himself from grabbing on to his assistance's neck as she follows him down the hallway to his office. Childe could feel his frustration bubbling in his gut, and it took every ounce of his being not to snap at the poor woman. “I’m well aware of the position we are currently in with this withdrawal. I will come up with a solution as soon as I can.”

• “Sir, the deadline is coming up fairly quickly. Don’t you think we should take that into accountability?” She politely responds.

• Childe’s hold on the doorknob tightens greatly and the buzz of bloodshed soaks into every nerve. As his gaze looks upon the Fatui agent, her whole-body cradles into itself. “I will get to it when I’m ready,” He announces coolly before slamming the door.

• He collapses into his chair, his fingers pulling harshly at his hair. He lets out a sigh as he thinks through the options available as of now.

• “Aj…” A whisper calls for him under the desk, “Are you okay?”

• “Angel cakes,” the man answers with slight shock, “What are you doing down there?”

• “I heard yelling and got scared…”

• “Oh, I’m sorry. There is nothing to fear though. Why don’t you come out?”

• “There are no bad guys, right?”

• “Right.”

• Childe coaxes them out from hiding and settles them into his lap. The feeling of anger that was present before slowly but surely disappears as he hugs the little human. “Don’t you worry, (Y/N). No bad guys will ever get to you while I’m here. That’s a promise.”