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I'm half considering posting my silly chiluc thing, and half not. It's 1am and I am on a roll with it.
Update: 2am, 10 pages. Idk
PART 1 OF MY CHILUC THING!!!
I hope this works, also sorry about bad quality
Thank you to @shriveled-grape for stuff :)
PART 1.5 AND PART 2!! Orange is Tartaglia and Red is Diluc.
Once again, thank to @starrpuffs for looking at these!
Sinful Constellation
genre: angst
Everybody knew that their soulmates' constellations were imprinted into their bodies once they turned 16, but why did Diluc dread getting his constellation?Ā Why did he not want to know his soulmate? He, himself never knew. Maybe it was because of the possibility of the person being someone he hated. Loathed? Maybe.
But he couldnāt focus on that now since he still had duties to attend to; being one of the knights of Favonius, that is. He was focused on his work, dedicated, and simply loyal. He enjoyed his time with his friends and brother, it truly felt like his second home.
Although, everything in his life changed when he turned 18. His birthday. The day his father died due to a delusion and how his brother was a traitor. Did the world resent him? Did he do something to deserve this? Was the Anemo Archon punishing him? Nothing mattered anyway, he left the knights at the end, his trust being broken by the only people he truly cared for.
He couldnāt trust the knights to protect Mondstadt after that incident; so he took in the role of the āDark Knight Heroā to protect the Mondstadt citizens from lurking abyss mages at night. Heās done this every night in Mondstadt, successfully protecting Mondstadt and its people from harm.
Diluc planned to go out on a mission at night. A fatui harbinger was spotted inside the city walls of Mondstadt and he couldnāt let that sideā Heāll catch whoever that is and bring justice.
Heās hatedā no, loathed the fatui ever since his father died, vowing to never associate himself with the fatui in any way possible.
At night, he finally set out his plan, tying his hair back into a high ponytail as he tucked his vision inside his shirt so that the enemy thought he had no vision. He clenched and unclenched his fists as the chains around his fingers fit perfectly onto his hand, giving him more stability in his grip.Ā
āAdeline, donāt wait for me.ā
He curtly said before leaving the winery, already heading towards the base near the city, given that he had already found every clue leading to where the harbinger was residing in.
The domain was filled with traps, which he skillfully avoided.
āWere the traps made by a five-year-oldā¦?ā
He thought, raising his eyebrow as his red eyes scanned the room, noting every nook and cranny there was, even going as far as to count the number of barrels and crates there were.
The enemies heās encountered werenāt difficult for him to kill; just a bunch of cicin mages and hydro gunslingers. He almost scoffed at how easy the domain was, with no sight of the harbinger. He almost thought of the possibility that the harbinger had already fled, but he was quickly proven wrong when two hydro blades ambushed him from the back.
He was quick to barely block it with his claymore, having been caught off-guard by the sudden attack. Diluc put some distance between him and the perpetrator, and he noted that the man had freckles, ginger hair, eyes devoid of emotion, and a look ofā¦ Shock? Why?
He shook his head as he charged forward, wanting to apprehend the man, but the harbinger just defended himself, not making any moves on fighting the angered Ragnvindr.
Diluc could feel himself get tired with each hit he blew toward the ginger, fury clouded his mind as his anger fueled him to keep going, but he was still human, so after a while, his attacks became disoriented.
The ginger on the other hand, just kept defending himself, looking at Diluc with pleading eyes to stop. He couldnāt help but notice his constellation glowing on Dilucās back, he just hoped that he would stop his barrage of attacks.
Once Diluc hit the final blow, he created some distance between them, wondering why the freckled man wasnāt attacking. The room was filled with a thick tension, heavy panting was the only sound filling the silence-filled space.
The once clean and put-together look of Diluc, was now a mess, his ponytail falling down as his clothes were wrinkled and dirtied. Once he finally got the strength to look up; the first thing he noticed was the open shirt of the gingerā and his constellation being imprinted onto his chest.
āNo.. no, no, no, noāā
He recited like a mantra, his weapon being discarded onto the ground as he rushed forward to look at Childeās constellation better. He couldnāt believe it, he was overwhelmed, a sob threatening to escape his lips as he looked at his constellation being imprinted onto Childeās chest.
Once, twice, thriceā he was his soulmate, whether he liked it or not. The sudden realization finally dawned on him, looking directly into Childeās devoid eyes in disbelief, he couldnāt help but shake and hunch down, his hands gripping onto Childeās shirt tightly, not wanting to believe that he was his soulmate.
And Childe couldnāt do anything but look down at him, holding Dilucās waist with comfort. He quickly realized that Diluc didnāt want to be his soulmate, and that crushed him. He was looking forward to finally meeting his soulmate too.