Childe X You - Tumblr Posts

time for a throwback on the most liked posts on my account ~

whatever you do , dont think about . . ( hydro edition )

dont think about having sweets with furina , playfully rolling your eyes at her antics .

dont think about holding neuvillette as you stared at the rain outside the window , watching it calm down .

dont think about cheering for nilou the loudest , as she fails to contain her smile as she continues to twirl .

dont think about tartaglia returning home to you with a scar on his cheek , declining your offer to patch him up as he embraces you .

more utc !

dont think about going into battle with yelan , meeting her confident gaze as the attacks begin .

dont think about coming home being exhausted after a long day , your bodys energy returning as you hear barbara singing in the other room .

dont think about how candace refuses to let you give up on yourself , softly feeding you words of encouragement .

dont think about staring at yourself in the mirror as ayato helps you put on the new necklace he bought for you , complimenting how the gems match your eyes .

dont think about mona bashfully apologizing to you while eating the dinner you bought for her .

dont think about taking walks with kokomi , being the fresh air she needs after the stress of leading the resistance .

dont think about buying books with xingqiu , the both of you picking out books that remind you of the other .

and dont let me catch you thinking about how they complete you .

© enamation 2024

Im saur excited for this

P.S i still love you !

Childe x reader ☆ smau

Synopsis — Are his dreams coming true ? his high school crush suddenly appears to be his secretary! But those dreams were shattered when realizing you don't remember him at all. Will you give him a chance? or will the past repeat itself in where you reject him once more?

Genre — Boss/employee troupe, GN! reader, kdrama inispred smau hehe,cheesy and corny, fluff,crack, minimal angst, Childe had a crush on the reader but was turned down in highschool, childe is sort of a loser and simp, y/n is cool 🙏

Status — Not started yet!(will start after or when my scara smau is ending)

💌 — feedback and reblogs are appreciated!

Chapters: tba...

Taglist(open): @ravolix @wisteriaa-heree @hanilessa @gingerblxssxm @zamorazz @b2tr09 @elernity @idontevenknow129 @mykyoon @kokoscutie @moonplethxra

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.

C, H, I, L, D, E for Childe 😋😋!! (Keeping up with the theme of Childe lovers in ur ask box)

YOU CHILDE FANS MAKE ME SICK!!

Anyways, this was so fucking fun to write, thanks you!!

TW: finishing inside, breeding, public sex, oral (m. receiving), cum eating, prostitution (??) (kinda?? spoilers he fucks for information)

ABSOLUTELY 18+ MINORS DNI

C um - Anything to do with cum, basically

His seed is precious. It's what he'll use to make children with you soon, so why shouldn't it be deep inside you? Your tight hole swallows him so much, it's able to take a little more. No matter what position he fucks you in, whether it's on your back with your legs up, or bent over whatever piece of furniture is the closest, he finishes inside you. He holds steady with his hips pressed against yours until every drop of him is inside you. His favorite part is pulling out and watching his cum dribble out, happy to have bred you with it.

H air - How well groomed are they? Does the carpet match the drapes?

Orange is his hair color across his whole body, including down below. Coming from Snezhnaya, where the cold is constant, he isn't partial to shaving any of it. Childe makes sure it's well groomed, trimming it if it ever gets too long or uncomfortable, but he prefers his pubic hairs longer.

The sight of you with your lips around his cock is already outstanding, but when he forces your head down, making you take him all the way to base, he hisses in delight. Your nose pressed against his long patch of pubes, drool and slobber leaking down onto it messily, makes him never want to cut it.

I ntimacy - How are they during the moment? The romantic aspect

He can fuck you until you're weak in the knees, unable to stand the next morning and he does like it better this way. But he also is able to be slow and sensual as well. If you're good to him, he's good to you, bringing you to the point of multiple orgasms with his fingers and tongue.

Even he can't stand a slow pace for too long though and eventually he'll start fucking into you roughly against, his dick aching for relief. But he'll still kiss you all over, praising you for taking him so well.

L ocation - Favorite places to do the do

Childe prefers places that are semi public. Places where he could get caught, but most likely won't. Places where even if a person were to walk by, the act could be covered quickly and with ease.

His favorite is the living room of his manor, with all the large windows open. You'd still be wearing your long dress, just with your panties pulled to the side and with his cock was pulled from his pants. Your bounce up and down on his dick, the fabric of your dress being enough to cover the scene. If anyone were to see, they'd think you were just too lovers, cuddling together on the couch. Little did they know he was actively creaming your insides as they walked past.

D irty secret - Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs

As much as he doesn't like to admit it, he doesn't let his cum go to waste. If you're not there to swallow it down in your mouth or pussy, then he'll drink it himself. He cums into his hand and laps it up, letting the salty liquid flow into his mouth.

Originally he did it out of what felt like obligation, but as time went on, he started to enjoy it. A part of him secretly got off on swallowing it himself, his cock growing hard as he remembered the taste.

E xperience - How experienced are they? Do they know what they're doing?

He's just about as experienced as you'd expect from someone with a face as pretty as his. Women fall at his feet constantly, so of course he's had his fair share of tastes. His perceptiveness is what really sells him though. His ability to tell slight differences in moans, or even feeling which spots make you tighten more than others.

His skills are used for more than one off flings though. While he prefers to do things the brute force way, he knows that not all missions can be solved with fists. The best way to get information out of someone, is to give them what they want, and usually that thing is his body. He'll blow their mind in bed for the right price, a deal is a deal, after all.

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.

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

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"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

SECRET SANTA WITH LAVEN

“Merry Christmas!”

You walk up to your group of friends with your new step brother in tow, waving excitedly at everyone before placing down your gift for Secret Santa on the decorated table. You hoped that your person would enjoy the gift you prepared for them, wrapped in festive tissue paper with a handwritten letter. You had tried your best to keep it hidden who you got despite being bugged by your best friend and TA Albedo for answers and your new stepbrother Childe’s snooping around your room. Despite their mischief, you had presents for them too and was brimming with eagerness to unpack your own one!

You sat down next to Diluc who had a spare seat beside him, only to be sandwiched in by Kaeya on your other side, who was handing you a warm cup of eggnog to combat the snowy weather. Not long after, you settled into the cozy atmosphere of the café, indulging in treats while flitting in and out of the conversations. Even though the day was chilly with frost, you felt warm beside all your friends not knowing what’s to come this fateful christmas…

Open your present!

Under the mistletoe.

SFW kissing headcanons (Mailing from the North Pole)

From your Secret Santa.

Childe NSFW (Arrived at your letter box!)

For your Secret Santa.

Albedo NSFW (At the base of the gift tree!)

A white Christmas.

Kaeya NSFW (Mailing from the North Pole)

Season's greetings to my loves, I hope you enjoy these fics as your gift! Enjoy this holiday with your loved ones and stay safe.

From your Secret Santa, Childe

OPEN WITH CAUTION. CONTAINS NSFW DARK CONTENT. MDNI!

content warnings: unprotected (public) sex, stepcest/psuedoincest, breeding, objectification, dubcon, oral (fem receiving), sex toy usage, fem reader!

word count: 2.2k

You loved your new brother, Childe, but he was a bit creepy at times. Always whispering threats into your ear of wanting to fuck you and moaning out your name at night as he fucks his fist. He makes you uncomfortable sometimes after hearing his late night business…

So you’re glad for this event where you can forget about it and just enjoy yourself with gift giving! You lament the fact that he was invited too but it’s not that much of a big deal at least until it's time to open presents. Childe sat opposite you, his gaze clearly focused on your expressions and you shrunk closer to Diluc to avoid Childe’s eyes. At times like these, you were glad that Diluc was such a calm caring friend, a comforting presence as you open up your gift only to reveal… vibrating panties? It’s humiliating to hear the awkward laughs of your friends and you notice that the tag says For my princess, from Childe.

Everyone seems to look over the sexual nature of the gift and view it as a gag gift from your step brother and not the work of a complete creep. You’re unimpressed with the gift and feel rather upset that Childe’s ruined your Christmas, a pout forming on your face after the initial look of confusion melts away. Diluc seems to notice immediately and excuses the two of you from the table, guiding you to the toilets with the ridiculous present left behind. You don’t notice that Childe’s following your actions with intense eyes and he too leaves the table to tail after you too.

Once away from everyone else, you begin to complain to Diluc who listens intently, “Childe crossed a line, he thinks he’s being funny but it’s just so mean of him! I just wanted to enjoy today and he pulls this, it’s like he doesn’t even care for my feelings.”

“I do care about your feelings… especially about you feeling good.”

You turn back to see Childe against the wall, the panties in hand and glaring firmly at Diluc as you gasp. “ Childe- I…”

“I’ll show you how good I can make you feel right now, little sis.” With that, he’s approaching you and pulling you towards the bathroom only to be stopped by Diluc.

“You really shouldn’t be treating her like this, it’s wrong.”

Childe just scoffs and tugs you close to his chest, arm wrapped around your waist possessively as he smirks at Diluc. “It’s none of your business.. She’s my sister anyways. What even are you to her?”

Childe accompanies his words with wet uncomfortable kisses to your collarbone, his tongue against your skin making you squirm in his hold and hide away from Diluc’s eyes. You were upset but you couldn’t really stay mad at Childe… you love your step brother even though he acts like this sometimes!

As Childe melts away at your resistance by pulling the sibling strings of your heart, Diluc’s gritting his teeth with a clenched fist watching you be touched so lewdly by your own step brother, in public no less, when he’s the one with crush on you and never made you upset a day of your friendship.

Childe takes Diluc’s silence as an answer and steps towards the males bathroom with you dazed, hand already underneath your skirt to tug your panties down as he walks you towards an open stall. “You can come and listen if you care so much about her. If I’m feeling nice this Christmas, I might even let you join in.”

With that, you’re placed with your hands on the toilet seat and ass facing Childe as he slides your underwear off, his face between your trembling legs as he presses soft kisses to your inner thighs. “You’re so pretty baby, such a tease all the time.. All mine to play with, aren’t you?”

Childe barely sounds lucid with his heated breath tickling your skin, his words making you unwillingly wet and shy away from his lips, stopped by his harsh grip on your legs. You wonder how delusional Childe is for these perverted thoughts while praising you with such a handsome face. It’s embarrassing how attracted you are to him despite his humiliation and creepy behavior. You squeal when Childe blows air on your bare cunt, mind coming back to earth to plead with him. “No, no, Childe don’t do that, give my panties back!”

Childe laughs, making heat pool to your stomach as you whine, desperate to cover up and get out of this situation and to deny your growing arousal. “I’ll help you put them back on, just be patient.”

You can’t see Childe’s face but you’re sure it must be one of sick mischief as he slips underwear back up your legs, leaving a trail of kisses upwards before the panties are flush against you. You sigh relieved, moving to get up before you hear a soft click and a delicious buzz begin to whir to life against your clit, moaning in surprise as the vibration stimulates your private parts so intimately, sending electric pleasure up your spine.

“Nngh-! Childe- ah, what uh, did you do?!!”

“Not much princess, just gave you a present.”

You struggle to turn your head as your body twitches from the sensation between your legs, looking pitifully at Childe as he just smiles lovingly at you. Childe even strokes teasingly on your soaked cunt, making you yelp as the pleasure builds up, wet patches forming on your panties with every vibration against your drenched pussy.

“Please- ah, please Childe, please-” Every word that you tried to form were interrupted by humiliating moans, body shaking as you beg Childe to stop though the words never make their way out.

“Hm? Did I hear please more? Of course you can have more baby.”

You shake your head no in response but Childe ignores you, upping the level of the vibrator by a remote and stimulating you even harder, feeling your sensitive pussy lips ache. As your climax comes closer, feeling on the edge when Childe presses his fingers against your cunt meanly, urging you to cum for him, you feel the high hit you with a lewd moan, legs clamping around Childe’s arm as you shake.

“Ah- feels so good, nngh Childe!”

You’re flushed red all over, feeling the heat spread all over your body as the orgrasm ebbs through your body, ashamed that you just came in front of your step brother. Childe doesn’t seem to mind though, sniffing at your cunt and peeling off your sticky panties with a pleased grin.

“I told you I’d make you feel good.. now, thank you for the Christmas gift darling.”

Childe’s diving in between your thighs, tongue flicking at your sensitive clit and lapping at all the juices you just released, slick coming out onto his tongue as he lewdly eats you out. Wet slurps fills the stall as you cry from overstimulation, eyes brimming with tears as your clit’s sucked harshly upon by Childe.

“You taste so good, better than anything we’ve eaten today.”

When Childe’s tongue makes it’s way into your entrance, you sob out from the way it delves inside your walls, the slick muscle sliding in and out, making a mess of your cunt. Your sobs of pleasure only increase in volume when he inserts a finger beside his tongue, stroking your insides at a fast pace.

“It’s too much, oh please-”

You shudder when it becomes all too much, body coming down with a second orgrasm onto Childe’s face as he licks up every last drop of juice that leaks from your sopping hole. Your brain feels fuzzy from how the rush of electricity seems to be running through your veins, whimpering when Childe slips his finger and tongue out, already clenching down on the emptiness as you’re internally glad it’s over.

At least you thought so, cause after a quick shuffle of Childe’s pants, his massive thick cock is slipping inside your needy pussy, pulsing head pushing through your entrance as he groans with satisfaction, his calloused hand gripping tightly on your waist.

“Oh my god, Childe! Ah- no, you’re too big, nii-chan!”

You can feel Childe throb inside you as you cry out, your pet name for Childe slipping out, cunt gripping against his length as he feeds every inch inside your tired abused walls. Childe ruts into you, stretching you out with his girth and kissing your cervix with how deep he’s inside your cunt, belly practically bulging where he rocks his swollen tip into your womb. When you look down and see how Childe has his cock distending your tummy, your tears fall as you struggle to keep upright from the snapping of his hips, body shivering with pleasure as you feel ashamed for feeling so good from your stepbrother’s dick.

Pathetic whines fall from your lips as you writhe on Childe’s length, “Uh, uh, nii-chan!” and at some point you’ve begun to move your hips back, meeting Childe’s thrusts subconsciously, craving more of Childe to fill you up with his balls slapping at your puffy clit with each of his deep strokes. Maybe your mind is melting as the heat between your joined bodies grows, feeling yourself slobber against the toilet seat as Childe pounds into you at an unfaltering rhythm. Childe’s grip on your waist loosens as he speeds up, his erection pulsing against your womb as he wraps an arm around your stomach and shoulders, lifting your shaking form up to reach a new angle inside your wrecked pussy.

When Childe lifts his hips up, your vision turns white as he hits your sweet spot dead-on, convulsing weakly with a broken moan, feeling your orgasm creep up with every well aimed thrust at the spot has you quivering in Childe’s hold. With the way Childe pants hungrily into your ear as he nibbles at the sensitive lobes, marking you up as he pounds into you wildly, you feel that Childe’s gonna burst inside you too. The sudden realisation hits you, your stepbrother is fucking you raw! He didn’t put a condom on, did he?

“Nnngh, Childe, nii-chan, ah- please, pull out, don’t cum inside please?”

It takes effort to get the words out as Childe’s fucking you dumb, begging prettily through slutty moans that only spur him on even more, with Childe’s cock disappearing in and out of your cunt even faster with your words. He fucks like a man possessed, ravaging you as if it’s the last thing he’ll do. Oh and if the last thing he does is impregnate his cute little step sis, it’ll be more than worth it.

“Not happening princess, how about we make some babies of our own? Let me breed you full of my load, have you dripping my cum. Doesn’t that sound so good darling?”

You hate to admit it and would never let it out of your lips, but your attractive step brother painting your insides white and flooding your womb? Nothing sounded more right in this moment as you felt yourself being fucked stupid, though the tiny rational part of your brain screamed no, you couldn’t have your nii-chan’s kids!

Whatever you thought didn’t seem to matter anyways as Childe continues to split you apart on his dick, focused on chasing his own climax by using your cunt as his cum dump. You don’t know how much time has passed as Childe’s made you feel mindless with delirious pleasure, mind not even registering that Diluc might still be nearby, hearing you having taboo indecent sex with your step brother. The very notion has you squeezing down on Childe, letting out an obscene moan as you cum, making Childe follow after you, stuffing his spurts of cum inside your womb with a deep thrust, burying himself flush against your body.

“Fuck, you’re so tight, what a perfect pussy you have, lil sis.”

You’re sleepy from the tiring orgrams Childe’s pulled out of your weary body, helpless as he lets you go from his arms and collapsing onto the toilet seat. You can feel the way Childe’s bred you full, his thick load overflowing in your cunt and leaking out your ruined folds as he pulls out with a spank to your ass, the flesh reddening as he rubs his palms over it. It feels so strange, being empty after Childe messed with your insides so indecently only for the stall door to swing open, revealing Diluc, a flustered expression on his face and.. Oh? A hard-on pressing against the confines of his tight slacks.

Childe doesn’t seem to care as he spreads your ass cheeks wide, parting your legs for a better view, showing you off like a filthy prize to Diluc. “Want my sloppy seconds? I can go for another round with her mouth you know, haven’t tried that fuckhole yet.”

You’re just there, limp and drooling all over the dirty toilet with your abused hole twitching with your step brother’s load, wordless as you hear Diluc’s footsteps approaching and his pants unzip… ♡

early christmas present for my loves, degen anon & angst anon <3

a/n: might... write a non dark version ehe or continue with diluc fucking the shit out of you... pass out from childe plugging up your mouth and wake up to them pounding into both your holes, whimpering quietly as your throat's all sore... maybe another guy has come in looking for you three and will take up your mouth

prompt by degen anon: having your secret santa get you vibrating panties at a public hangout event with all your friends. they all thought it was a gag gift from your very attractive newly acquainted step brother, but what you can can tell it’s more a promise other than a threat <3

a place along the flowers — tartaglia

summary: you give your loving boyfriend the greatest birthday gift of all time in a field of flowers.

word count: 1.9k

content warnings: fem!reader ✦ reader wears a dress ✦ childe is called by his birth name ✦ outdoor sex ✦ fingering ✦ biting ✦ creampie ✦ some possessiveness ✦  pet names (love / good girl / baby) ✦ childe is a needy feral freak but that’s why we love him 

notes: belated bday gift for the ginger-haired menace <3

In the summer haze, Ajax laid his head in your lap and breathed you in.

Flowers surrounded the both of you, but to him, you were the meadow's loveliest one, a perfect bloom for his flaming, hungry teeth to tear into.

Because for every berry he ate from your fingers, Ajax was determined to leave behind a small, stinging nip with his teeth, soothing each little nick with nectar-sweetened kisses.

“If you keep on doing that,” you grumbled down at him, his long legs stretched out in the long grass without a care, “I’m shoving these berries down your throat and leaving you here.”

Ajax grinned up at you then, his smile as saccharine as the berry juices staining the corner of his mouth, a celebration of summer blotted much like blood.

“Sorry,” he murmured, but his tone was as light as the summer breeze playing in his hair. “Guess I’m too hungry.”

You squished his face, making his freckles bunch together like a cluster of starry apples. Ajax only peered up at you innocently, his eyes sparkling. He truly was as adorable as he was irritating, and you thought about taking a bite out of him as revenge, but you knew doing that would only thrill him into acting up even more. 

“And annoyingly spoiled. You’re lucky it’s your birthday,” you snapped, but you still dutifully lowered a berry to his lips, waiting. Ajax wasted no time, darting his tongue out and licking the treat from your sticky fingers—no better than a starving dog that wanted nothing more than to shred your flowered dress into pretty ribbons and clutch the ruined tatters as a prize between his salivating teeth. 

But even when your boyfriend acted this greedy, you couldn’t help but feel something unspooling inside you—something syrupy and warm, as if you were laying in a patch of cozy sunlight.

Until you felt his damn teeth nip at you again.

You quickly retreated your fingers from his maw and clamped a hand over his mouth. You glared down at him. “Next birthday, you're getting a muzzle.”

But Ajax knew how to soften you up just as he knew how to agitate you. He pressed a kiss as soft as petals to your palm, and you felt yourself unfurl, warmth spreading sweetly and slowly like honey through your veins. 

Ajax then grabbed your hand and kissed the inside of your wrist, feeling the lively thrum of your pulse against his lips. “And keep me from kissing you everywhere? I didn’t know you could be so cruel.”

You roll your eyes, but that doesn’t stop the blood from rushing to your cheeks; that doesn’t stop him from peppering more kisses on your arm, looking up at you adoringly. “You know, there’s a certain gift you could still give me before it gets dark and we head home…”

Heart fluttering at his suggestion, you watch the sun sink behind the hills, slowly blanketing the world in silky shadow. “And what makes you think you deserve that?” you scoffed.

One second you watched the sky brighten with the glitter of lantern lights; the next second your world was blurring over, and your boyfriend was hovering above you, trapping you beneath him. 

Backlit by the fading golden light, Ajax’s eyes were clouded with devotion and desire for you, bluer than the sky he mounted you under. You felt his hardness against your thigh, felt his cock throb against you, and your stomach became alight with a thousand crystalflies. “I think I can work for it,” he said, smiling down at you and you feel yourself warm instantly.

When Ajax smiled at you, it was like the sun shining beyond the white fleece of clouds. 

Dimpled, warm, and sweet, he had that boyish smile that leaves golden dust over everything like a ray of sunshine, making the day much brighter and your heart so much warmer. 

But he also had a smile that could burn hot enough to start a forest fire—flickering and wild and unrestrained, but still so beautiful that you couldn’t help but lift your palms to feel the scorching heat kiss your flesh. 

When he looked at you with that kind of reverence blacked by the flames of his hunger, you didn’t have the strength to deny him what he wanted; so when he requested to eat berries from the palm of your hand, you indulged him, and when he began to stroke you from your knee up to your thigh with bruising fingers, you let him; and now, when he yanked at the ribbons that tied the bodice of your dress together in his fervent quest to fuck you in the warm, darkening air of the meadow, you had no choice but to grant him his wish.

After all, he was the birthday boy, and who were you to keep the present he yearned for the most away from him?

Ajax's kisses left a fire trail, open-mouthed and searing, from your collarbones to your neck to your lips. You moaned as he roughly palmed your breasts through your dress, and you felt his urgency, his utter hunger, burning beneath his skin like an inferno. 

“I’ve been waiting for this all day,” Ajax groaned against your mouth, a desperate, sultry hymn that made your heart race and heat rush to the aching place between your thighs, already weeping with your desire. “I’ve been wanting you all day.” 

Trapped in the arms of your wild lover, the one who’ll scatter your sweetness among the grass like petals, Ajax tore your dress down, exposing your breasts to his mouth. It was like a feast, with him latching onto one nipple and sucking and biting until it bruised plum purple like the night sky before repeating the same action to the other. Pain and pleasure sparked to life in you like the lantern lights up above, twinkling gemstones encrusting the night sky.

When his fingers slid into you, you gasped into his mouth; his strokes were fast and vicious but electrifying, pushing deep inside of you and hitting that heavenly place that yearned for his brutal caress the most. You felt hot all over as if you had swallowed the sun. But Ajax was the sun, igniting you from within, his touch and kisses spreading like wildfire over your body. You desperately wanted to be consumed; you wanted to be razed down, leaving nothing behind but shifting ash at his feet. 

And you did melt away to nothing beneath him, your vision flashing white and bright when your body shook as you came undone upon his fingers, pearling them with your wetness. You clung to him, trying to catch the breath that he stole. 

“Ajax, please, please,” you whimpered, and Archons above, you wanted him inside you; you wanted him to sink so deeply into you that you didn’t know where he ended and where you began, entwined forever with each other in this hazy summer dream.

Ajax chuckled, nuzzling against the crook of your neck. "Please, what, love? What do you want me to do to you?” 

You were not above begging at this point. “I want you to fuck me, please. I need you.” You ground your hips against him in need, but Ajax just looked down at you, his sunny smile edged with something darker. 

“Wanna clean me up first?” He said, brushing the fingers that were inside of you against your lips, urging your mouth open, your wetness shimmering on them, an opalescent string catching the light from the moon, much like precious dew drops clinging to a flower.

You opened your mouth and took in his fingers, your essence coating your tongue with its husky sweetness. Ajax groaned as he felt your tongue wrap around them, hungrily licking him clean with grazes of your teeth. You were no better than him from moments earlier; you both were wild, wanton things that desired nothing more than to bite the hand that fed you. 

Letting go of him with a lewd pop, Ajax’s fingers were shining bright with your saliva, and he reverently rubbed his lips against them, leaving behind a gleaming shine of your essence on his mouth. 

“Good girl,” Ajax murmured, kissing your forehead softly. “You taste sweeter than berries.” His fingers gently caressed your wet folds, his eyes dark with wonder. “You’re already so wet for me. You want me that badly, huh? Do you know how much I want you?”

He grabbed your hand and pressed it firmly against his crotch, making you feel the hardness of his cock beneath your palm, the precum dampening the fabric of his pants. With his guidance, you unbuckled and pulled down his pants, revealing what you craved most—his cock, red and weeping at the tip, desperate for the sweet relief only you could give him.

Lifting your legs onto his shoulders, Ajax’s grin burned bright, full of ravenous, flaming need. “I want everything to hear how much you want me,” he growled, lining himself up at your entrance. “From the sky to the trees to the flowers, I want everything to hear how much you need me.”

Ajax thrust into you abruptly, roughly, passionately, and you arched your back at the intense pleasure of finally, finally being filled to the point of breaking. His body covered yours, pinning you beneath him like a pressed flower, attempting to envelop you completely.

“You feel so good,” Ajax breathed deliriously against your neck, thrusting as deep as he possibly could into you, bottoming out before pulling back to go even deeper. “You’re so fucking tight.”

His name escaped your lips in strangled gasps as you sank your nails into his shoulder blades, overwhelmed by the warm air licking at your burning flesh, the pleasant friction of the flowers and grass scratching your back beneath you, of Ajax’s cock thrusting ruthlessly into the depths of your slick walls as you rocked against his brutal rhythm. 

The lewd sounds of wet skin against wet skin created a beautiful, sinful harmony with the wind whistling through the trees, filling you with a brightness that outshone the lantern lights sailing through the sky above, a destructive flame roaring to life within as you hurdled toward your climax.

Ajax growled a dark, thundering sound that sent shivers through you, making your walls clench even tighter around him. You could feel he was close, too—his muscles stiffening, his pace becoming more erratic and desperate. 

“Cum, baby, cum,” Ajax breathed in your ear as you babbled incoherently, your stomach tensing and tensing with pleasure, “Let yourself go, I got you, I always got you.”

And so you let yourself become undone. 

Vibrant, blinding colors spotted your vision as your orgasm seared through you, your bones melting away with what was left of your senses. Ajax unraveled too, long ropes of his cum coating your walls in its warmth and he bit down on your shoulder, burying the sounds of his release into your skin as his rutting into you slowed down. 

You vaguely felt the pain, but you might as well be weightless, your soul soaring away with the lanterns floating in the sky.

You felt Ajax’s love weep out of you, dribbling languidly down your thigh, wetting the earth beneath you. Ajax’s face swam into view, lovingly flushed. He collected his seed seeping from you with his fingers, spreading it around on your battered folds. “You’re so beautiful like this,” he whispered, entranced. “Beneath me where you belong, all my cum leaking out of you…”

Through the haze of your vision, you could see your blood blotted on Ajax’s mouth like a crimson cloud, and he licked the ichor from his lips as if were berry juices. 

tags: @tetsuskei ✦ @houseofsolisoccasum ✦ likes and reblogs are very much appreciated, i hope you enjoyed <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 :))

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YOU GUYS SLEEP8NG ON YHIS MASTERPIECE FR CHILDES PART WAS MY FAV TO WRITE

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 :))

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