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Childe: Do you cook?

Y/N: I made a cake once.

Lumine: Yeah, it was good.

Y/N: Really?

Lumine: Don’t make me lie twice, Y/N.

OKOKOK HEAR ME OUT,,,, childe x reader but it’s the little mermaid or cinderella

AHHH THIS IS SO CUTE⁉️YES I AM INDEED HEARING YOU OUT. ANON YOU'RE SO BIG BRAINED AND SMART THERES SO MANY WHOLESOME AND CUTE SCENES FOR THIS AU

(This might be short but don't worry I'll be making some follow up hc's of this because j have so many ideas for this)

In the little mermaid au childe probably meets you somewhere in liyue while he was collecting some starconches when he stumbles upon a stranger in a dishelved state— were you okay? Was his first thought as he ran towards the stranger.

What is this? Why was this happening? You ask yourself before tripping on your feet, wait... Feet?

“Hey! Are you alright?” Childe asks, kneeling down to inspect your terrible state.

After a long period of silence your stomach starts to grumble making the young male in front of you know that you were hungry, he helps you stand and it was then that he noticed that perhaps giving you a new pair of clothes first is in need before setting out to eat dinner.

“So you can't talk?” Childe looks at you as he sees you enjoying your food; although he was the one that ordered for you he was glad nonetheless to see you enjoy the meal.

You on the other hand— continue to enjoy your food how could you not when it was so delicious and tasted so good?

Childe sighs, perhaps finding more information about you may take a while.

BREAKUP THROUGH TEXT PRANK

venti, xiao x gender!neutral reader

requested by @nebulaera

venti

xiao

a/n: hope u enjoyed, sorry it was a couple days late :) hope it’s good lol

omg how would Scaramouchie, Kaeya and Albedo react to a extremely forgetful s/o, like i've been even more forgetful lately 😰 example; i can forget things instantly after i say it 😞

- sincerely 👩‍🦲 (again)

An extremely forgetful S/O

Type-HC’s 🌷

Flowers included!🌼= kaeya x gn! Reader, albedo x gn! Reader, scaramouche x gn! Reader

Note🍀= HIII THIS IS RLLY SHORT BECAUSE IM REALLY JUMPY TODAY CAUSE IM GOING ON VACATION TOMORROW BUT I HOPE U LIKE IT 👩‍🦲ANON THIS IS ALSO MY FIRST TIME WRITING FOR KAEYA SO 😭

💐Your bouquet has been delivered <3💐

Kaeya

- in this case lets say you arent in the knights of favonius so its much easier to be forgetful.

- He finds it super funny tbh!!! He pokes at you all the time for it.

“Ah yeah im going to the library to go get the manual from Lisa!”

You come back to kaeya without a book, on the verge of tears

“WHY WAS I AT THE LIBRARY AGAIN?!”

- i swear he cant stop laughing at you😕😕

- He teases you allllllll the time, making teasing little nicknames that correlate to the fact your incredibly forgetful

- But enough of the teasing, he’s actually super helpful. In a flirty way of course but he tries his best to remember some things for you

“KAEYA I FORGOT MY UMBRELLA!!!!”

Your shouting and panicking when the rain starts to pick up

“Dont worry sweetheart i brought it with me.”

- he sighs yet stays smug as you shower him in praise and thanks cause he always seems to remember the things you forget

Albedo

- hes kinda confused at first ngl… like he thinks its some disorder u have 😭😭

- You always seem to forget about your duties and he tries to figure out ways to help you

- Klee has quite the bad memory but not as bad as yours, so he tries to help you as much as he can

- He goes about his free days putting post it notes on your mirror about the things you need to remember to do for the day

“Being your umbrella” “Dont forget your documents”

- Its so sweet 🙁🙁, overtime it became a habit of his to remember everything you need to bring or work on hours before you remember.

“I feel like im missing something… oh, my books-!”

“I have them here darling.”

Scaramouche

- hes so sick of it 😍😍😍

- Lets pretend you arent a fatui agent of any kind T-T

- His eye twitches everytime you march into his office and then panic as you forgot your purse in the restroom or something.

- Its hilarious to him sometimes but its so annoying too 😭😭

- He’s gonna jab at your forgetfulness all the time

“Oh shi i forgot my documents!”

“As usual.”

- but there is this one thing you tend to do, because of your terrible memory you also dont remember what you say and assume you havent said it yet

- So when you pull scaramouche into a little goodbye kiss hes quite blushy but returns to his work

“Always so persistent…”

- at the moment you get to the edge of the door you freeze and look him dead in the eyes with the most sincere utter confusion

“Did i already give you a goodbye kiss??”

- he just stares at you like 😦

- You assume not as the memory of your previous kiss was completely wiped out and you go to kiss him once more and he turns into a whiny blushy mess

- It happens all the time and at forst he thought it was an excuse to kiss him more but tbh you look so genuinely confused when you ask him if youve already said “i love you goodnight” or smth

I have no words..

Hasbrowns.

hashbrowns

warnings: just a lot of cursing, but like, nothing major, this is just a crackfic!!!

gn!reader x arataki itto

@light679 has the hots for oni leon

"i said id like an order of hashbrowns..."

"what?? i can't hear you?" the man on the other side said.

this is why you never fucking went to mcdonalds.

a sigh left your lips.

"CAN I GET AN ORDER OF FUCKING HASHBROWNS?!"

"yeah yeah okay whatever," he groaned, a frown forming on your face. "that'll be one order of hashbrowns, or something...?"

"yeah. thanks."

"uhhhh...." the man, no, idiot, on the speaker seemed kind of... slow. "can you wait in the... the parking lot? cause your order will be given to ya there..."

"okay. yeah, whatever, thanks. cool. bye."

you eventually pulled into a parking spot there after paying.

not even 5 minutes later, a-

a massive... god damn... oni?? tapped on the glass of your driver's side window.

"hellooo???" he exclaimed with a raised brow as you rolled down the window. "yeah, uh, are these... er..."

he clears his throat.

"FUCKING HASHBROWNS!!!" he shouted, mocking you loudly enough for the entire lot to hear, "yours?"

"um. yes..."

"cool." he dropped the bag into your hand, his number written on the greasy little putrid bag of half-burnt hashbrowns.

"hey dumbass!" you shouted back at the absolute fucking idiot trotting away in his black mcdonalds uniform.

"IS THIS YOUR NUMBER?!?!"

he briefly stopped, shock written on his face.

there is no way you just matched his tone when he mocked you with the "FuCkInG hAsHbRoWnS!!" thing...

"uh, yeah..." his ego washed over him again like a wave on the beach. "the one and- ONI's number, ha ha ha!!"

that... fucking BASTARD!!

"FUCK YOU!!!" you howled, honking your horn at him, while he ran away like his life depended on it giggling as if he was a little schoolgirl, his cheeks more crimson than his own horns.

well, i guess you're never going to mcdonalds ever again...

these hashbrowns suck anyways.

begging on my knees asking mihoyo to give ayato a fan like ayaka

because imagine. imagine being so intimidated by his regal presence that you can't quite look at him, more accustomed to admiring him from afar. he's like the sun, an overwhelming brilliance that you can't help shying away from, yet a radiance you adore. he's certainly not someone for you to approach, but he's already there — patiently waiting for you to make your next move, expression unreadable.

well. you couldn't read it because you were deliberately avoiding looking at it.

but it's not like you ever had a choice in the matter. it's not that you walked into the kamisato estate by your own whims, either; you've been personally granted an audience, and it would be a grave offense to ignore the yashiro commission.

but you expected him to demand for your attention by calling your name, not by- not by whatever this is-

he lifts the tip of his fan to rest underneath your chin, gently tipping it up to get a better look at your face. you can't stop the embarrassing squeak spilling from your lips, shocked and mortified and flustered all at once.

ayato's face is too close for comfort, forcibly making you meet his eyes. his sharp features are even prettier with a closer look, clear blue eyes staring at you with rapt attention. you feel his hair softly brush against your cheek, and you send a prayer to the archons: please let me leave alive today. this man will be the death of me.

☁️Clouds☁️

Not my usual stuff I write, but the 2.3 event really has me in a chokehold!

I keep thinking about a reader that’s been rejected by Albedo, slowly withdrawing from his life because she doesn’t want to be hurt anymore by him, even if he doesn’t know. Eventually she’s completely out of his life, trying to live without him back in the city since he’s always at Dragonspine. That’s when she meets ‘Albedo’ once again outside of town and Dragonspine. With that she’s just breaks down, hugging him and cries, asking why does it hurt to love him. ‘Albedo’ will probably take advantage and get her to fall even deeper, saying he does love her. Unfortunately, reader’s not stupid. She notices how he behaves slightly differently from before and how his star is sometimes gone, but doesn’t say anything because she genuinely loves this person, even if it’s not the Albedo she thought they were. So when the real Albedo finds the two and sees how affectionate she is to the fake, some thing just makes him angry at the situation.

Bro this just reminds me of siblings that don’t like each other, the younger being more loved and had a really loyal girl he disregarded. The older swoops in and gets her to love him for revenge originally, only to fall in love. The younger is mad, and tries to take them back, leading to a constant back and forth fight.

random uni hcs (1)

summary: just random hcs from the elaborate world of genshin uni boyfriends i have created in my head. yes my head is so very full of these. they are so annoying but i love them

genre/warnings: gn!reader (i think?? pls send an ask if i messed something up!), uni!au, idiots in love

childe

- will get so pouty if you refuse to sing into his invisible mic when he’s jamming in the car. he’ll finish the first verse and hold out the mic to you. he’s actually a good singer but he tries to be as ridiculous as possible on purpose lmao. if you don’t take the mic he will take it personally, so you’d better sing your goddamn lungs out

- when you go to a club or a bar or something he will dance ridiculously on purpose, just so you have to admit to people that yes, you are here with the guy chicken dancing in the middle of the dance floor

kazuha

- cannot stop buying couple items for the two of you. has no self control. his online cart is full of them, he is obsessed and is not ashamed. matching hoodies and t-shirts and keychains and slippers and everything. will show up at your apartment with a few packages and you’re just like ://///, but ofc you wear them with him anyway

- has all the fast food apps. if u wanna order takeout he’s your man. he has so many rewards and points that it’s basically a free meal.

diluc

- cannot let go of his “no-i-dont-care-im-so-chill-guy” aesthetic. says he doesn’t care what your phone wallpaper is but he CARES. he DOES. he cares so much. kaeya changed it to a picture of his face to fuck with his brother and diluc was so bitter lol, demands that you change it to a picture of the two of you, and you happily agree

- always waits for you after class, esp if it’s a night class. leans against the wall of your building giving people a hard stare if they look at him for too long LMAO

xiao

- does not care what other people think about your relationship at all. i see him as kind of a popular guy on campus just because he’s so good-looking (yes, i am in love with him, what about it). tends to be quite blunt, so if people try to flirt with him he will just stone face them and be like “:| no, you are not my s/o, please go away”

- stays in his apartment most of the time, and will leave the decor to you. you take him to ikea one day after you claim his apartment is too empty, and he just pushes the cart and nods blankly every time u show him something. thanks xiao, very helpful

scaramouche

- cannot admit it when he does nice things for you lol. will buy things you mentioned needing/liking and then leave them at your apartment right before he leaves just so you can’t question him about it lmao. it’s easier to deal with the “thank you!!!” text you send rather than try not to lose his mind when you pull him in for a hug

- despite his cold exterior, he’s very committed to texting u everyday. but he’s such a menace so sometimes it’s like “good morning” and sometimes it’s like “childe fell down the stairs this morning. had a good laugh.” like ….. pls.

FLUSTERED.

you can’t believe how easy it is for him to fluster you (you’re just gonna blame it on the fact it’s your first meeting with him).

pairing: ayato/gender neutral reader

category/warnings: arranged marriage, first meeting, fluff ig, ayato is hot, ayato has long hair, ayato is taller than the reader, ayato kisses the reader on their hand and the reader is nervous throughout the whole fic ure welcome

note: anyways please wish me luck on my history test today i really dont want to retake it bro

nervous. that’s the word that best describes the state that you’re in right now. nervous and a little bit excited.

you’ve heard stories about kamisato ayato — a lot of them, to be precise. who didn’t? the head of the kamisato clan, the yashiro commissioner, the leader of the shuumatsuban; yes, you’ve heard stories of him but never met him in person. and that is precisely why you’re nervous — because you’re supposed to soon marry someone you didn’t meet before. and now that you’re waiting for him, you start wondering how have you never meet him yet considering you’re so close with ayaka?

“don’t worry,” she tries to make you less nervous. admittedly, she fails but you don’t have the heart to tell her that. “oh, you see? there he is!” she whispers in your ear and gestures in front of you.

and there he is indeed. walking in your direction, with his head held up high and a confident walk.

you get more and more nervous with every step he takes and so when he finally stands in front of you, you forget how you’re supposed to act.

“hello, it is a pleasure to meet you,” he says and his voice is smooth and rich; it reminds you of honey. he has a curious glint in his eye. “hello, sister,” he adds while smiling at ayaka, to which she nods at him.

you three stand in silence for a good minute, with your friend’s brother’s eyes never leaving your figure. the girl is the one to break the silence first.

“i’m going to leave you to it,” she says and quickly bids the two of you goodbye.

it’s going to go great!, she mouths while backing away.

now that you’re left alone, you look at the man in front of you more closely. he’s attractive. oh archons, he’s extremely attractive. and he’s tall, overwhelmingly so; his figure seems to loom over yours and you feel oh so small. his hair is tied up in a high ponytail with two strands adorning his face from both sides — he’s a handsome man. he’s a very handsome man and he’s looking at you so intensely you want to disappear.

“hello,” you answer. your voice is visibly nervous and you curse yourself for it.

“may i?” he asks while gesturing to take your hand. you allow him, lifting it in his direction yourself. he delicately takes it in his own and brings it up to his lips — and you suddenly feel like you can’t breathe and you feel your cheeks heat up. he kisses your knuckles while never breaking the eye contact and you’re so caught up in the act of what is happening that you forget how close and how intimate the position you are in is.

“i have a feeling we’re going to get along quite well,” he says, his voice barely above a whisper, not letting your hand out of his hold. his eyes are piercing and you have to look away. you try to calm down your beating heart — damn it, why were you so easy to fluster?

kamisato ayato is gonna be the end of you.

FUCK YOU ALL ADMIT IT- AYATO IS THE TYPE TO LOOK ALL HOT AND PRINCELY WHILE SWEATING A WHOLE BUNCH AFTER MURDERING A WHOLE ASS HILICHURL CAMP ON HIS OWN- HE WOULD DRY HIS FOREHEAD WITH HIS SHIRT SHOWING HIS ABS AND IF HE SEES YOU STARING HE WOULD GIVE YOU A LITTLE SMIRKAISJDIOAUIDASI UDIASMDUASIODUASIO UDOI

here this.

i have more

One more

do you think i can fly?

xiao x gn!reader

genre angst warnings implied s//cide

a childish question, if only he had noticed sooner..

your hands traced the shapes of the clouds, fingertips nearly grazing the sky above the two of you. a cold breeze blew, beads of rainwater framing your face as the grass beneath whistled. “xiao.. do you think i can fly?” he looked at you confusedly, not understanding your question. you shook his arm eagerly, “..like how gliders work, what if one day, we won’t need them anymore — because we find out we can fly without them!” he sighed at your childishness, tucking strands of hair behind your ear. “refrain from asking me such silly questions.” you giggled at his stiff reply,

“but.. what if i really want to?”

—

another night, another week spent alone. you could hear the sound of a pin drop in the room the two of you shared together. xiao was busy, you knew. on nights like these, he would stay for a split moment and leave, silently disappearing into the darkness. “xiao..” at the call of his name, he would appear in front of you before hurriedly asking you what you needed. you looked at him weakly, “do you think.. i can fly?” he scoffed, dropping his weapon. he harshly raised his voice, “don’t call my name for your childish pleasure.” and with that, he teleported away, again.

a tired voice lulled the melancholic atmosphere in the dark room, “xiao,” he could hear your call loud and clear, but refused to show up this time. “..i’m really tired of this.”

—

he couldn’t, or wouldn’t, understand your obsession with being up in the air, in the clouds. he firmly told you that you belonged on the ground, on your two feet, with him. but perhaps.. you didn’t belong with him. that’s why you left, isn’t it? he thought to himself, the soft pitter patter of rainfall beneath his feet.

the dirt soiled his boots, his hair damped and clothes drenched from the rain, but he couldn’t care less.

as his hands traced the clouds that loomed over teyvat, his fingers nearly grazing the thunderstorm above the desolate graveyard. a chilly wind blew, droplets of water staining his porcelain skin along with his tears. “yes.. you can.”

if only he had noticed sooner.

All I can think about is Diluc, Itto, and Kazuha (separate) having a crush on their best friend BUT their best friend is hilariously oblivious to all of their advances because of how little experience they have in romance so the reader just confuses them for extremely platonic gestures and brushes them off even though they like them back. And then when they finally get confessed to, the reader is like “Ohhh… OHHHH.”

— ❛ Oʜ ᴀʀᴄʜᴏɴs﹐ ɪ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ !

pairing. . . . . . diluc, itto, kazuha x gn! reader.

genre. . . . . . . fluff, best friends to lovers.

a/n. . . . . . . . . hope you like it. <3 it was fun and nice to write.

⩩ DILUC.

You're the only one that Diluc loves spending time with. What's more, he's always the one who tells you to stay with him a while longer. Whether in the tavern, at the Dawn Winery, just relaxing or hanging out together. If others require the presence of Diluc, they will be the ones who have to make an appointment with him. But in your case, he'ill be the one who will go in your search without wasting any time. Don't you see something strange there?... Well, according to you, it's just a privilege of being best friends!

The only person who can get the warmest smile from Diluc is you. With other people, be it customers, co-workers from the tavern, his own maids... they all see the more professional and distant side of this man, and are already used to it. Therefore, when they see from afar how smiling he is when you are around him, everyone is surprised and they know that there is something else that Diluc hides. Of course, his feelings for you! At this point, everyone knows it except you. He is very cute, isn't he? But that's normal, if he didn't smile with you, you would be doing something wrong as his best friend!

Not to mention all those times you managed to make him blush like never before. In these situations you think that he suddenly became ill. That's strange, yes, but the situation could happen. “Is everything okay, 'Luc? You have a fever?” You ask peeking out to a better observation of his face, but he doesn't make it easy for you. Diluc clears his throat, covering his face from the side in an attempt to avoid your gaze. All you can see is the back of his gloved hand, so you resignedly sit up with a slight pout. “Everything's fine, no need to worry... just give me a second.”

Or when you sit on one of the benches of the vineyard, enjoying the presence of the red-haired man and the night breeze, being lit simply by the moon and the various streetlights that decorate the building from the outside. By then, you tend to be very sleepy, and you can't help but tilt your head heavily, resting it on Diluc's shoulder as you close your eyes. At times like that he can only look at you out of the corner of his eye and try not to move much so as not to disturb your slumber, sometimes surrounding you with that same arm to hug you and push you against his chest so you can get completely invaded by his comfy warmth.

Once during this moment he couldn't help himself anymore. You looked beautiful under the dim light of the streetlights illuminating your face, your slightly split lips, breathing calmly while you leaned on him. “I love you...” He whispered, completely unaware that you were still in a lucid moment. You hummed, snuggling closer to him, which caused the boy's heart to stop and his cheeks to fiercely redden. “I love you too, you are the best friend anyone can have.”

You'll never see his expression change so fast. With a resigned sigh, he looked away from him to the stars. 'You're never gonna learn, right?'

And by the time he can't hide it anymore, he'll repeat that phrase. “I love you” He is trying his best not to blush and not to take his gaze away from yours. “Oh, I know, I love you too!” you respond by looking away to continue your thing. He sighs, grabbing your wrist so you turn and focus his attention on him once more. “No, I mean... I love you... Uh... Not like friends...” He's starting to get nervous, but he doesn't let go of his soft grip on your wrist. You turn around, looking at him with a new expression, more hurt. “You don't see me as a friend anymore?” That was the last straw. He pushes you closer to him. His eyebrows are furrowed and a slight blush is traceable on his face. “Damn it, y/n! I'm in love with you!”

That's when your lips form a little 'o' of astonishment. Now all of his previous actions made more sense to you. He has always loved you, no matter how ignorant you were about it. But that doesn't matter anymore, you're very happy that you feel exactly the same way about him.

⩩ ITTO.

We all know that this boy is very proud of himself, but if anything compares to his greatness, it's you. He loves to show you off to his gang, being as loud as possible, which makes you sometimes embarrassed when he flatters you in front of everybody. “Hey! What's that face for? Head high, little one, let everyone know who you are! The number two of the gang, because of course you'll never be as cool as me... I'm kidding. Don't be mad at me, please.” Always so chaotic that he makes you smile in any situation.

Itto always has just enough money to eat and make ends meet, but he doesn't mind sharing a little of his earnings. He only does it with you tho! He will even share you desserts that he likes the most just to make you smile. “Look, you can have this piece, it looks bigger. Let no one say that the magnificent and number one Itto is not a charitable soul! And only for you! did ya hear me? For. You!”

Oh no! in his last shower, the paint you put on his horns last time disappeared. Whenever that happens, he comes to you to paint them as you want again. He will let you do what you want with them. Fancy a black color, or maybe a pink one with pastel blue touches? “Hold on, hold on — I have another idea! Why don't you put your name all over my horns? This is how you mark territory! oh wait —” wow, that was pretty cheeky.

He literally can't keep quiet. That is why he says out loud things he's thinking! Things like “oh archons, you are precious”, or “if we were a couple we'd be unstoppable” and it will leave you thinking “is it for me? nah.” He takes advantage of these moments when he can't keep his mouth shut to see your reaction, or see if you feel the same way. But since you think they are not directed at you, you will simply remain silent, leaving the oni completely devastated.

It's over. He is not going to shut up anymore. If you don't get direct hints from him, it's your problem, not his. “Yo, y/n” will start off calmly, but soon the excitement will invade his body and his mind. “Have I ever told you how good we look together? I'm sure I have, but you just ignore me... hah... well, whatever, I love you! And if you don't get it I'll say it louder, I LOVE YOU! I'M IN LOVE WITH YOU, Y/N!” at this point he is screaming, leaving you completely stunned. Some birds flew out of the tree branches, you would swear that all of Inazuma has heard it. But you couldn't be happier.

⩩ KAZUHA.

His feelings for you are very strong, even if his attitude shows otherwise. He can be indifferent in some situations, but it's because he has great self-control. That's why Kazuha thinks he should get carried away a bit if he wants you to realize his love for you.

He will dedicate haikus to you, almost all with the main theme of love and pure feelings towards another person. What Kazuha can't understand is... if he's dedicated those lines to you, why are you acting like the topic isn't with you? Don't you understand that those lines are only capable of coming out of a true love affair?

Sometimes he looks for you inside Beidou's ship to see the night sky together while you all sail calmly. For him, these are precious moments and he absolutely hates to be disturbed while you both are having a moment alone. Kazuha literally becomes a bit passive-aggressive when someone interrupts your peace. Any situation in which your well-being is at stake, however minimal, will upset him as well. He can't help but get pretty protective...

This boy will bring you various gifts when he goes out for a walk alone. Whenever you don't accompany him, you end up with a detail of his part, just so you know that you have not left his mind for a moment. And if you don't get this, he will tell you himself. “Look, I brought this. This flower looks young and delicate, just like you. It is impossible not to think of you, if every thing worthy of admiration reminds me of you.” Well that's because you're best friends, it's normal, right?

Until one day it becomes impossible to keep his feelings to himself... and Kazuha must let them flow as he has always wanted, freely. “y/n. there is something I must tell you. oh, it's nothing bad. I will accept whatever you answer.” Now that he has your full attention, it's his long-awaited moment to talk about his feelings, and this time, he must go straight to the point, so there will be no risks that you do not understand what he wants to convey. “I'm deeply in love with you.” he seems so calm when he admits it, but inside his heart is beating faster than you think.

Now that you are aware of what is happening to him, you can safely say that you love him as much as he loves you. But how is it possible that you never understood all those clues about his feelings? He couldn't be clearer!

okay okay so basically

characters: venti, xiao, childe, albedo, and if you possibly can scaramouche

so basically you get into an argument that results in you going to take a walk to clear your head when you feel a pair of eyes on you. you try and call out to (character) but they’re purposely ignore you because they’re mad. just kinda like a “(character) i know your mad but can you come look at this?” and then they hear you scream and come rushing back to you ( y/n can get attacked or just get scared you can decide ) blah blah (character) gets very worried when they hear you scream and come to your rescue with a bunch of “im sorry”s and “i love you”s 🧍‍♀️(cringy i know)

— ❛ Eᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ ғɪɴᴇ !

pairing. . . . . . . . venti, xiao, childe, albedo x gn! reader.

warnings. . . . . . no pronouns specified, angst to fluff, established relationship, not proofread.

a/n. . . . . . . . . . . hewwoo, i didn't add scaramouche because actually i just accept 4 characters per post, at least for now. sorry ;-; <3 hope you like it tho.

It was night when it happened, so after your heated discussion, the best remedy you saw was to go for a walk alone, and feel the night breeze to clear your mind.

That's what you thought until you heard the branches rustling near you.

You weren't able to see anything with so much darkness, and that sound made you remain static in the place. You decided to call your partner's name, but there was no response.

Maybe it was just your imagination.

Again the same noise, this time closer. You didn't want to look scared despite how stiff every muscle in your body was, so you called your partner a little higher this time.

That creature reveals itself running towards you. You let out a terrified scream, just to notice it was a poor boar, that looked more scared than you, finally disappearing into the bushes on the other side of the road, passing you on its way even without touching you.

⩩ VENTI.

The first time you called his name he barely heard it. It was only like a faint whisper that the wind brought him, and for this reason he assumed that you would be venting out there talking to yourself.

“Pfft.” he lets out, after a long sigh. It left him more exhausted the simple fact of arguing with you than to fight with any enemy. “After everything we've said to each other, do you still have things to add? Funny.”

Venti heard his name once more, this time something in him woke up, and his attitude seems more serious and attentive than before. His heart was beginning to beat strongly, and he furrowed his eyebrows as he looked in the direction you had previously left.

It wasn't until he heard you scream that those strong heartbeats seemed to stop in terror at the thought that something had happened to you while he was purposely ignoring you. How could he forgive himself?

Without realizing it, his feet already had him running towards you relentlessly, finally finding you crouched down with your eyes closing tightly and covering your head with your arms, waiting to receive an attack that was not going to come.

Venti was prepared with his bow, or prepared to summon a hurricane if necessary to save you, but all he did at such a scene was kneel before you and take your hands, separating them from your head as he desperately tried to get you to look back at him.

“Shh, shh, y/n. I'm here... look at me... please look at me... nothing's wrong, there's no danger around.”

At those words, you opened your eyes slowly, meeting the tearful eyes of Venti, who hugged you when your gazes connected. That way you wouldn't see a few tears falling down his cheeks.

“Forgive me for leaving you alone. It's my fault, sorry, sorry... I love you, I'll never let you go again.”

Bonus: when Venti realized that you screamed because a little boar scared you, he bursted out laughing. He wasn't sure if it was because the scene was funny in his mind, or he was just relieved that it wasn't anything really dangerous.

⩩ XIAO.

Were you calling his name? Well, keep doing it, because there is no way that an adepti will succumb to the temptation of ever seeing a mere human like you. A human who minutes before made him completely lose his composure. Ignoring you now was your punishment, and his own too.

Your scream made all thoughts of the arguing dissolve, making him return violently to reality. With the spear in hand and his fist white due to the force he was using while holding his weapon, he appeared before you, taking a step forward and meeting... absolutely nothing dangerous.

Seeing you over his shoulder, he carelessly tossed the spear aside and kneeled before you, putting his gloved hands on your shoulders, on your cheeks, on your hair.

“What happened? Who hurt you? Which direction did they go?” his incessant questions accompanied every movement of his hands in search of any wound on your skin, until finally you calmed down.

“I'm fine, sorry for the scare I gave you... There's no danger.”

Your words caused the boy to drop his head in relief, leaning his forehead against your shoulder and feeling a great weight leave his body. With one knee bowed to the ground in front of you, he closed his eyes tightly.

“y/n... my apologies for not appearing when you called. I am the one to blame for everything. I must protect you... because I love you. It's the least I can do for you, and I'm not even able to do it right...”

His sadness begins to turn into rage, you can tell by how his muscles begin to tense under your soft touch.

Bonus: A few simple sweet words and you will have the boy totally melted in your arms, allowing you to caress him as you wish. He is so glad to be by your side again... safe and sound.

⩩ CHILDE.

You were calling him? yeah. Did he care? nah. He won that argument, the fact that you left his sight just to calm down and take a walk was as if you had accepted defeat for him.

So, he's not coming back for you.

Or so he thought until your scream made him run in your direction like he had never done before in his life.

He was panting when he reached his destination, looking around him for any hint of danger, extending an arm slightly at his side, in a gesture of protection before you.

“...? Are you okay?” he asked hurrying to get you up carefully, letting you lean on him. Any rancor in that discussion was a thing of the past.

His gaze did not leave your face, searching for any gesture of discomfort. He sighed loudly when you replied that everything was fine.

“Oh my, you scared me there. Let's make sure that doesn't happen again, okay? Just... stay by my side even if things get ugly. There is no way I can ever leave you... you get it? Good. Now let's go home... we deserve a good rest. Together.”

Bonus: That night, when you are already lying in bed, he will call you several times, unintentionally disturbing your sleep. “y/n..., hey, y/n, are you awake?” When you answer yes, he will hug you from behind, hiding his face in the crook of your neck. “You know that I love you no matter what happens... right?”

⩩ ALBEDO.

He was too focused on tidying up some notes on his table to pay any attention to your futile attempts to get his attention.

Of course Albedo was hearing you perfectly, but he just didn't want to listen to you. This boy was deliberately ignoring you.

When the scream reached his ears, his expression changed to a great concern, leaving him breathless and putting his notes aside, messing them up again, so as not to waste any more time reaching you.

The first thing he did was kneel beside you, gently pushing your head against his chest with a protective aura that you had rarely seen in him. After all, your safety always comes first. His always serene gaze now looked around frantically, searching for the root of the problem.

There wasn't a second in which he released his firm yet gentle grip on you.

“Everything is fine, y/n. Come, get up.” he commented helping you getting up again.

When you confessed to him what really scared you, his expression didn't change one bit. He was still as serious as before.

“It doesn't matter what the origin of your fear was, what matters is that now you are safe. And I must apologize — it was irresponsible of me to let you go alone in this darkness. Let's go back and forget that irrelevant discussion we had, shall we?”

Bonus: starting now, he won't separate from you all day. He will keep an eye on you, alert that nothing happens to you, even if that leads him to neglect his obligations a little... “Don't feel bad. I do this for both of us, not just for you. You get to be permanently safe and I... feel reassured by this.”

Have you girls/guys/non-binaries/etc ever look at the Genshin Women characters and be like “Oh wow, I wish I could marry them <3″ Like they are so pretty and amazing 😭💕

Hi!! Congrats on 100 followers!!! <3

For the event “If I kiss you once, it’ll only make me want a 100 more” with Childe and fluff please? Thank you and once again congratulations!!

One Hundred Kisses - Childe

Word Count: 1.9k

Genre: fluff, slight angst (seemingly unrequited love?) but happy end :) + fake dating

c/w: none

Thank you to my lovely nephew @solaaresque for proof-reading this for me <3

“Childe, isn’t this too much?” You hiss by his ears, watching as he pays $200 for a pair of tickets.

“Well, I’d like it if we end this on a bang.” He takes your hands and you find your hands easing into his.

You make sure you memorise the way his hands as both of you walk through the gates. The sun hasn’t fully risen, but the image of the setting sun is already so vivid in your head. And the days after where your hand would stay empty without his.

“It didn’t have to be this… lavish. It’s not going to be believable to people if we break off after something like this, and I don’t even think Aether is following us?”

You sneak a glance over your shoulder. But with the crowds of people following behind you, it was as if you never checked.

“Don’t worry about it, [name]. Just take this as thanks and I’ll manage whatever comes after.”

He gives a reassuring smile for a second and in the next second, he cheers like a little kid, pointing at the roller coaster ride in the distance.

It takes all of you to remain indifferent in the face of his smile.

You were at your locker when someone swung an arm over your shoulder. “Hey, [name].”

You stiffened up. Childe was in the same classes as you, but beyond the occasional banter and waves in the corridor (that you’re pretty sure he does with everyone), you had no idea what warranted this overly-friendly gesture.

In a hushed voice and a tone of desperation, he pleaded, “Please, play along with me.”

He briefly glances to his left and you see a blond boy, Aether, frozen at the turning of the hallway. His expression shifted and he stomped off.

Childe’s arm still slung on your shoulders, you wiggled out of his hold. Without you asking, he explained that he had rejected Aether but he was annoyingly persistent. You thought it was odd because you knew Aether to be prim and proper, but you never knew him personally anyway. Not as personally as Childe.

“Alright, I’ll help you until he backs off. But first, I’m gonna draw some boundaries.”

“No kissing.”

“Of course I’m not going to kiss you!”

“Just in case! I’ll never know if you get driven into a corner and rob my first kiss.”

“And we only hold hands in school. Outside of school, no.”

“What? What if we see other people outside of school?”

“Then we’ll do it for a while until they get out of our radar.”

Both of you start with those, adding rules along the way.

(Of course, there is the unspoken never to fall in love with each other.)

You chide yourself internally for breaking the unspoken rule for the nth time. If you could, you would go back in time and prevent whatever that incident was that made you catch feelings for him.

But WHEN did you break the rule? Was it when he beat up that group of boys who were disturbing you at the park? Or was it when the two of you had a snowball fight in the light snow and you fell atop of him, your lips a few centimetres away from his? No, it was when he stayed up all night on the phone with you when you were upset, right?

“[name]? You look pretty lost in your world.”

Oh, those ocean blue eyes that steal the thunder of the vibrant whirl of colours in the amusement park.

“Oh, no nothing. I…” Your eyes dart around, in search of an excuse to pluck out of thin air.

“You can tell me you’re nervous to ride the roller coaster,” he says as he gestures towards the sharp dip in the tracks and pats his arm, “My arm’s here for you.”

“As if I need it.”

He banters with you often, but sometimes you can’t help seeing a flirty glint in his eye.

(Spoiler, both of you were terrified on the ride and clung to each other.)

He whips out his phone from his pocket and you suppress a frown. Throughout this whole fake relationship, he often takes his phone out and frantically sends messages to someone. You tell yourself he’s sick of pretending to be in a relationship with you and lamenting about it to a friend. Maybe Zhongli?

But a nagging voice at the back of your head tells you he’s talking to a person he actually likes.

You suggest for him to take a photo in the queue, so he would have something to post at the end of the day (and take his attention from his phone).

Both of you head to lunch after a few rides and you see the eateries flooded with people. The thought of having to fight for seats, queue and pay for an over-priced meal dampened your spirit.

Childe leads you to a bench and urges you to take a seat on the bench when you stand up long enough in confusion. He pulls out two boxes of homemade food from his bag and passes you a box.

“You made this for me?”

Expecting an “I made too much for myself so I thought I would prepare some for you using the leftovers”, you looked away to open the box and begin eating.

But he gives a short affirmation that hangs awkwardly in the air. The chatters of other visitors and the screams of children fill the silence between the two of you. You do nothing to fill it (neither does he) and you refuse to make eye contact with him until he takes his phone out again.

After hours of running around the park and basking in his laughter, you tug Childe towards the ice cream stand. Childe lists off your favourite flavours before you could take your order. He shoots you a satisfying smile when he sees your expression, knowing he got the mark. You realise you don’t remember his favourite flavours and you feel a pang of guilt (but not that it’ll matter).

A family of three comes up to him, seeking his help for directions. He pores over the map with them and offers to guide them to the attraction. As he walks off, the elderly ice-cream lady teases you, “Is that your boyfriend?”

Was he? Technically he is, but technically he wasn’t.

You blurt out a ‘no’. She sighs and continues as she passes you two cones, “Ah, that’s a pity… There’s that slight sparkle in his eyes when he looks at you.”

Your mind blanks out. You utter a thank you and quickly take your leave.

You start on your ice cream first, but do not pay attention to the taste with the what-ifs that run through your mind.

Not long later, Childe jogs back to you. He wraps a hand around yours to take a curious lick at the top scoop (and you lock your screams in your heart). As he takes the ice cream from you, his eyebrows perk up. He puts the ice cream out towards you, offering you a bite.

You remind yourself that all these were only for show and you unknowingly clench your jaw. Everything that you’ve done would just be poorly captured by a photo and reduced to a tool on social media. Even your family has been duped into thinking he was such a charming young man who was head over heels for you. It’s all just for show, so why did he want to make you so immersed in this performance of his too?

You shake your head and walk off without a word.

“Can I have a bite of your scoop?”

You shake your head, your eyes fixated on the path in front of you.

Seeing the orange hue starting to seep into the sky, you look at your watch. You were so much closer to the end of the day.

“[name], are you okay?”

You hate how childish you were acting and you mustered up a smile. For the first (and the last) time, you take Childe’s hand of your own will and lead him to the event area.

“Let’s go get a good spot for the fireworks.”

~

“Are you not going to take a photo?”

“No. Let’s just… keep this moment between the two of us and not turn it into something that corroborates this stupid act.”

“[Name], what’s wrong? You’ve been acting weird since we got the ice cream and you’ve been looking at your watch a lot. Are you unwell?”

You shake your head, keeping your eyes trained on the sky. You’re scared he will decipher your thoughts and true emotions from your face.

“Look at me.”

You don’t budge and a hint of desperation creeps into his voice.

“You’re holding my hand really tightly, I’m worried. Look at me, please?”

He places a finger on the opposite side of your jaw and tilts your head towards him. While no one takes notice of the two of you, heat rushes into your face when Childe does this.

“Archons, stop looking elsewhere. Tell me what’s wrong.”

“I’m sorry, I-”

The fireworks go off and you take your eyes away from Childe for a brief moment. When you turn back, you find him looking intently at you.

It could be the reflection from the fireworks, but you think you see sparks flicker in his eyes. The ice cream lady lied, it wasn’t just a slight sparkle. The words fall out of your mouth before you can catch yourself, “I want you to kiss me.”

You clamp your hand over your mouth and turn away from him. Your entire body screams at you to run and you do. You will never to look him in the eye ever again. Oh, he must be so horrified.

But a part of you wished you stood your ground and faced him, for him to reject you like how he rejected Aether. Then you’ll move on.

You only run a short distance before you stop. You do want him to reject you the way he rejected Aether, then you’ll move on like you planned.

Though there’s a whisper of hope in your mind that it was never one-sided.

Another wave of fireworks set off and you see a familiar silhouette on the ground, the running figure coming to a stop behind you.

You gather whatever dignity and courage you have left and abruptly turn to face him, to see the ocean blue eyes you adored so much look at you with raging desire.

“Are you sure? If I kiss you once, it’ll make me want a hundred more.”

Oh, so the sparks are real. You nod and he places his hands on your shoulder before closing in for a kiss. It was feather-light but you know he is reigning back his hunger, and you can’t help but think he’s liked you all this while (or possibly, even before that).

“I’ll give you a thousand more. On one condition.”

“Hm?”

“Date me. For real.”

“I’ve always wanted to.”

A thousand more is a deal sealed with one.

Extra:

“If you don’t mind me asking, who have you been texting?”

“Oh, jealous, are you?”

His tone of amusement still makes you jab his arm.

“It’s Aether.”

“What?”

He shows you his screen, which has Aether screeching in caps in a group chat with Zhongli. You can see his frustration at Childe for the terrible flirt he is for the past months, especially with Aether’s texts.

DID YOU REALLY JUST FALL ATOP OF HER AND PRETEND NOTHING HAPPENED??

OH, got ballsy today trying to protect her from other guys? You should have just confessed, it’s PAINFUL watching you.

YOU CAN’T EVEN CALL THAT A PICK-UP LINE. PLEASE NEVER TRY THAT AGAIN.

FINALLY!! CHILDE!! THE ONE GOOD THING YOU DID!! I’M GLAD MY SACRIFICE PAID OFF

It hits you that the plan has always been to get you to fall for him and you had played right into their plans.

But you don’t wish otherwise.

a/n: I know I said I'll only work on requests after my exams but I had an idea and I was too eager to start on it so I was doing it during my free time.

Hi anon! Thank you for requesting! I don't know if I've gotten kicked out of everyone's dashes but I hope you're seeing this and that you like this!

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May I request a fake dating scenario with Childe? (sorry i know its cliche but its my favorite trope🙈) Perhaps he and f reader are on an undercover mission to gain intel at a function, like a dinner party or a festival of some sort, and Childe is way more interested in committing to the bit than the mission itself. Like, he intentionally took on an easy mission so that he could indulge in his time with the reader because he "takes his job seriously" or something like that😏

Fatui operative reader*

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“You said you’d take this seriously.” You chided him, pushing for the fifth time his hand away from your hip while you looked through the crowd for your target. It should have been a rather easy mission: get close enough to the ambassador that they’ll tell you about the incoming shipment. Once you got what you needed you’d inform the other operatives waiting near the docks, they’d sneak in during the night and lift all the goods before anyone grew wise to the situation. However, after much pestering from a specific Harbinger, this simple task was turning into a headache inducing nightmare.

“I am, dear.” He ran his finger over your ear and out of your peripherals you caught sight of the calculating grin that pulled one side of his lips.

“You don’t have to pretend right now, no ones looking at us.” Pretending to rummage through your pouch, you noticed a esteemed looking figure walking through the door, someone as elegantly dressed as that must be your ambassador. “She’s here.” You whispered, nudging your chin in her direction and slipping the money pouch back in your side bag. “Let’s get closer.”

“Don’t get to hasty, let’s see what she does.” Childe moved behind you, his hand sliding over your back and making you hyper aware of each and every inch he occupied. His chest somehow so noticeable even though he never touched you with it, the proximity of him as he leaned against the wall and draped his arm over your shoulder before pulling you closer made your brain fuzzy and, for a moment, you lost sight of her. “Can you make out what she’s saying?” He spoke in a lower tone, an attempt to keep his words only for you or … was he trying to make you shiver.

Carefully, you focused your attention on her lips. Eyes squinting against the light as you tried to decipher what she was saying. The expression on her face shifted from one of familiarity to irritation, but it was so slight and quickly replaced by a smile her companion never caught it. “She’s upset.”

“Why?”

You opened your mouth to explain only to be cut off by his arm sliding off your shoulder so his hand could run down your back. The slow trail he made up and down your spine made you furious; you were trying to do your job, trying to get what you needed and to not be swayed, distracted by the pounding of your heart or the hot breaths you took while sharing the intel. “Sh-she’s asking why the shipments late.” Stopping his hand with your clenching fingers, you pushed his wrist back toward his chest and swore you heard a soft giggle at your side. Coughing, you continued. “It looks like he’s telling her it’ll be here soon.”

“Are the goods on the boat, look closely.” With a sigh, you strained your eyes to see, took in everything that you could in order to see her mouth form the shapes you needed to see.

“Yes!” You shouted a little louder than you anticipated and, because of that, the ambassadors turned toward you. You felt completely see-through under her eyes, a stab of fear shot through your heart when she looked at you, directly at you. In one fell swoop, Childe lifted you in the air and spun you around so much you lost your balance and you weren’t even using your own legs. “Ch-!”

“You said yes!! You’ve made me the happiest man in the world.” He let you slide down his chest but before you could fully grasp it all, he moved in and soon your lips were covered by his. The tight grip you had on his shoulders began to relax, your toes touched the ground but he continued to hold you; arms wrapped around your body, mouth commanding yours with lips so heavy you wondered how he exerted so much pressure onto them. When he released you, the air in your lungs came rushing in all at once while your mind did it’s best to refocus.

Things faded in slowly. Childe’s thank you’s to an applauding crowd, the drifting sound of your heart as it began to slow, the heat of your cheeks as you hid against his chest.

“She’s gone, we should follow her just in case.” He whispered into your hair, hand resting against your back while yours shook against his chest.

“You did that on purpose.”

“What makes you say that, comrade.” Lifting your eyes to see him, taking in every ounce of deviousness that radiated off his skin, you knew this partnership would be the death of you.

“Yo-you shouldn’t tease people like that.”

“Am I not allowed to tease my sweetheart? Where’s the fun in that.”

“I’m not really your sweetheart, remember.”

“Who says?” Childe ran his fingers over your ear until they found the back of your neck and you swore his intentions were clear as he leaned in for another kiss. Why was he so good at this fake dating ruse, it wasn’t fair. Your heart shouldn’t be so affected by this and yet …

“Childe …” Your eyes fluttered closed and you prepared for a kiss that never came. “Childe?”

“Expecting something, comrade? Our friends getting away.” Everything slammed back together as if he had slowly pulled you apart moments ago; how was he able to do that so easily? Frustrated, you clenched your jaw and pushed past him but when he ran after you only to slip his hand into yours it took everything you had to hold back a confused and irritated scream building in your throat while he easily let fall laughter that made your heart weak.

Hello! Could a request an angst fic with Childe? I had an idea where S/O gets a fatal injury while they were both fighting monsters but doesn’t show Childe cause they don’t want to worry him. Childe only figures out when S/O passes out because they lost a lot of blood.

Feel free to ignore this request if it isn’t to your liking!

Hi anon!! I'm really into some angst, especially about Childe, he's the type to fuck up sometimes!

I love your idea, I hope you like it <3

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pairing: childe X reader (gender-neutral!)

synopsis: S/O gets a fatal injury when they are fighting Treasure Hoarders with Childe, but doesn’t show him because they don’t want him to worry. Childe only figures out something is wrong when S/O passes out. (Fluffy ending)

warnings: violence; murder; blood.

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Today was supposed to be a good day, you would go out on a date with your boyfriend to have a nice time together after a long time. You had planned to have a romantic picnic on top of Mt. Tianheng, to admire the city of Liyue from above. You've even prepared his favorite snacks and carried them in a basket in one hand. In the other, you hold Childe's hand as you walk down the path.

Childe is always very busy, so being able to enjoy his company for more than a few minutes is really rare, that's why you intend to enjoy every minute of it.

Or intended.

If it weren't for the Treasure Hoarders blocking your path everything would be fine.

There were some rumors of people in town having their belongings stolen by Treasure Hoarders around this area, but who knew you would bump right into their camp.

There are many of them gathered around the fire under the tent. Maybe 20 or more, they have a big advantage.

They're just thieves you think, nothing you and your boyfriend can't handle. But it's not like you want to pick a fight, maybe it would be better to hand them a bunch of mora so they'll let you pass and you can have the date you've been waiting for a long time.

Apparently Childe doesn't think the same.

"Are the lovebirds going out on a date? Too bad you won't get past this point." one of them says.

"That's right, hand us everything you've got." the other one said.

"I'm afraid I won't let that happen." Childe says.

They laugh, a lot.

"And who are you, pretty boy? Do you think you can fight us? You two against us all?" one of the big ones say, getting really close to Childe, forcing eye contact.

Another one gets close to you and starts teasing you, he takes the basket from your hands and says. "What do we have here... Oh, lots of crap, this ain't worth mora." he drops it all on the ground, you clench your fist trying to hold back your anger, it took you hours to cook that stuff, it was special.

"Search them, they must have something of value somewhere." the tallest one said.

"You really don't know who I am, do you?" Childe smirks. "I'm Tartaglia, No. 11 of the Fatui Harbingers, you might have heard of me."

"No way! I don't believe this bullshit." someone said.

"Right, if you're so great why don't you prove it?" the other said.

"Childe, please don't. They're just teasing you, let's get out of here." you say.

But your boyfriend doesn't refuse a challenge, something about his ego doesn't allow him to simply back off.

"I'm sorry darling, but I gotta prove my point." he said conjuring his weapon. The bandits don't seem to back off even after seeing his elemental power.

They must be very confident.

You have no choice but to conjure your weapon as well. You don't intend to fight, Childe can take care of them alone, but you must defend yourself.

You can take care of yourself just fine.

Treasure Hoarders are the first to attack, some of them throw a cryo potion that explodes on the floor in front of you scattering elemental residue all around.

Childe acts shortly after, splitting the bow in half now holding two blades consisting of pure water, dealing Hydro damage to surrounding opponents.

Water can be sharp, you've seen it before, but it's always impressive.

What started as a simple fight now turns into a bloodbath. And the other side becomes more aggressive attacking with everything they've got. Some of them wield a shovel, another a hammer, and the others pull out long knives.

None of them can't even get close to Childe, his water blades cut everything off too fast.

Your foot is glued to the ground, you use your element to react with cryo and electrocute those close to you. You don't kill anybody, you just slow them down so Childe can deal with them.

"Bring it on!" said Childe increasing the pace of the fight.

You don't notice the man who comes up behind you and sticks his blade in your back.

It's all so fast, as soon as you feel the object riping your flesh you release a large burst of energy causing him and a few others that remained standing to fall backward, electrocuted to the bone.

"You're pretty good!" said your boyfriend, he looks proud. "Heh, this is getting interesting."

Blood runs down your back but you concentrate on not attracting attention. It's not a big deal, just a scratch, you're going to be fine, you think to yourself.

Don't let him worry.

You hate to look weak.

Childe doesn't look at you, he doesn't have to, you would say something if you were in trouble... Right?

He continues the massacre, taking down every single man. He almost looks like he's having fun, smiling and all. You can barely see him through your blurry vision, it's a miracle you're still standing.

When he's finally done he walks to you victoriously, he had proved his point after all. "Did you see that? They were pathetic."

"Hum.." you agree and he takes you on a hug lifting you off the ground.

You can't help but cry in pain when he does that so he stops immediately. His arms around your body and he can feel how wet your back is, the dark liquid runs down and coats his arms in your blood.

"Hey, hey, what is that?? When did you get hurt?" he starts to get desperate as your eyelid starts to get heavier and heavier. "No, no, no! Please, look at me! Stay with me, alright?!" he says, his hands now on each side of your face forcing you to stay awake.

You're trying to, but you can't, it's too much.

"You can do this, just hold on to me, I'll take you to a doctor really fast." he says, taking you in his arms.

"Please, stay with me." is all you can hear.

You're weak after all.

You are lucky to be in his arms. He holds you tight when you lose consciousness.

.

You wake up lying on your stomach, bandages wrapping your entire torso. You're on a bed in a room you don't recognize. It's all very white and bright. There's a woman on the edge of the bed looking at you.

"Are you awake?" she asks you.

"Hum... Yes." you say, your back is sore, but the pain is bearable.

"I'm glad, you had a pretty deep wound, luckily you were brought in in time so we could take care of you."

"May I ask where am I?"

"Of course, you are in the infirmary in Liyue, I am the doctor responsible for treating your wounds. A man brought you here yesterday and made a big fuss, he even tried to bribe us to throw away the other patients so you could stay in a private room."

Well, you are in a private room.

"Did you really throw them out?"

"Of course not, we just relocate them to other rooms. You know, that man is quite picky, he kept staring at me as I did the stitches as if he was doubting my ability." luckily the doctor is unfazed by Childe's attitude, she even finds it funny.

"This is so like him." you giggle.

"I clearly told you to get a room with good lighting, that one is awful." you hear a man speaking in the corridor outside the door.

"But sir she's already staying in the best room we have here, it's not my fault the sun is not how you like it to be, what am I supposed to do?" this is the voice of a woman, who sounds very angry.

"Move the sun or whatever, just do something, okay!?" Childe says it, really loud.

"Can you bring him? Tell him I'm awake." you tell the doctor and she nods.

She leaves the room and the door doesn't even have a chance to close when the man rushes into your room.

"You're awake!" He approaches you and knees on the side of your bed. "How are you feeling? Did the doctor do anything weird or say anything bad to you? Don't be afraid to tell me, I will make them pay. Do you need anything? Is it hard to breathe?"

"Wait, one question at a time." you take his hand in yours.

"I'm just so happy you've made it. I can't imagine living without you by my side."

"You told me to stay with you, so I did." you say.

"It's my fault, all of it. We could have just run away, I put you at risk for nothing." he looks really upset, you can see his eyes are swollen like he's been crying for hours.

He was.

"It's not your fault, I am weak and couldn't defend myself."

"Weak? How can you say that after taking down 6 or 7 men with one electrical discharge?"

"Yes... That was something."

"That was really cool!! I can't wait for you to get better so we can train together." he says, boosting your confidence a little.

"Thank you, Childe." he places a kiss on the top of your hand.

"Even the strongest can get hurt sometimes, don't feel bad about asking for help. Especially for me. I will always be by your side to protect you." he cracked a smile. "I'm also looking forward to trying out those recipes you made for me. They looked delicious. I guarantee that the man who dropped everything to the ground had a tragic end."

"You would have to ask me out on a date again. In a safer place next time."

"Deal!" he wears a big smile. "Those blankets of yours are too thin, don't you think? I have to complain to that woman again... What kind of place is this that offers rags instead of blankets for patients?"

"These blankets are fine, just stay with me, okay?" he stays for as long as you want.

since y’all didn’t respond to my well thought out post. have some memes calling y’all out, as well as a link to my other well thought out and written post. i’m tired of seeing people complain about their dash being dead, when they only like shit. reblog or shut up - LINK

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By the seven, you hated that stupidly adorable smile that fatui harbinger had. Childe had always bugged you while you were painting outside in Liyue, he would take every chance to give you a startle. He would just laugh at you and grin like a dork whenever you scolded and huffed at him. You wished you could just shut him up but he’s attached to you like a dog. Though you would be lying if you said that you didn’t enjoy his company. Childe was a fun and easy person to talk to, he had interesting views and even more interesting stories. You found yourself painting more and more ideas based off of his stories.

You sighed, trying to mix the right color to get a good orange tone. Till you felt someone sneaking up on you, you turned your head around to find Childe with a now disappointed pout.

“You weren’t supposed to look!” Childe complained, but his frown was soon wiped away when he saw your painting. He threw an arm around your shoulder and looked closer at the painting like he usually did whenever you started a new piece, you rolled your eyes continuing to mix the color. “Comrade, is this me?” The ginger asked, tilting his head.

You gave him a confused glance before looking at your painting. It was a man who looked very similar to Childe, ocean like eyes and hair that matched his own. You were just painting whatever came to mind, you didn’t even mean to paint Childe. You blinked before pursing your lips in a line. Shit. You really did paint him. You opened your mouth to explain, but nothing came out. You could only sigh and chuckle a bit.

He laughed at your reaction and gave your back a pat. “I look amazing! Is this how you see me?” He smiled. “I’m flattered, to have such an amazingly skilled artist to paint me a portrait. I’m surprised I was on your mind.” You wanted to die of embarrassment, but it did make you question.

‘Why was he on my mind?’

“This is impressive work! Maybe I should try my hand at painting, how hard can it be?”

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Genshin Boys When They Accidently Walk In on You Changing

Fandom: Genshin Impact

Characters: Diluc, Kaeya, Zhongli, Childe, Xiao x gn!Reader

Genre: Bulleted headcanons, fluff, humorous, traces of hurt/comfort in Xiao’s

Warnings: Some suggestive content, implications of nudity but nothing explicit

A/N: This happens early in your relationship before the two of you have been intimate

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ever since i read your fic, mywife is soft nd ilikeher, i cannot stop thinking about face sitting with childe. imagine he brings it up to his s/o and theyre like "but what if im too heavy? what if i crush u??" and my man is like 🤨🤨 like, he takes it PERSONALLY. its just. imagine how happy and grabby he'd get after convincing you, nonstop praise and overstim. like youd have to pry yourself off his face cause he just does not wanna let u go. idk maannn so many thoughts head full cannot stop thinkin

YESYESYESYES!!! you see my vision!!!! i am always always thinking soft thoughts about a soft reader 🥺

no pronouns for reader, but afab + called things like "beautiful" and "pretty". overstim, facesitting, and squirting below the cut!

all childe's been fantasizing about the past few months is what it'd be like if you were to straddle his head with those thighs of yours he loves so much. all he can think about is having your soft, plump thighs squeezing the sides of his face as you ride his tongue, his hands grabbing and groping every last inch of your thighs, ass, and belly that he can reach like this. it's been distracting him at work, if he's gonna be honest— when he's trying to finish some paperwork at his desk, his mind is all "hey you know what would be a thousand times better than slaving away over dumb shit at work? drowning between your angel's thighs."

childe brings it up to you while the two of you are kissing and undressing each other on the bed, and you don't hesitate for a moment before shyly countering that you're surely too heavy for such a thing. you're trying to explain that maybe you should just lie on your back as normal if he's in the mood to eat you out, but the way he's mouthing at your neck and murmuring praises about how goddamn sexy your body is renders you unable to get a word in edgewise. his hands grope all over your body as he tells you that there's nothing he wants more than to have you sit your perfect body on his lips and squirt for him until his jaw is dripping, that your body's beyond sexy, gorgeous, cute, beautiful, so on and so forth, and that he really, really wants you to sit on his face. he just needs it so bad ok

no matter how much time it takes childe to convince you that you're not gonna "crush him" and that he'll make you feel so, so good, he won't stop until you're bashfully mounting his face and digging your knees into the sheets below for stability. fuck, he thinks. this is what i've been thinking about for ages. he's beyond in love with how cute you are like this, shyly holding up the hem of your skirt to give him access as his hands settle on your plump thighs, squeezing and massaging every last inch of skin he can reach. his fingers dip under the waistband of your skirt as he gropes and paws at your belly, hips, and love handles, his palms rub circles into the skin of your outer thighs, and he just can't stop himself from offering a light slap or two to your ass just to hear you squeak. when he finally nudges your panties to the side and buries his mouth in your cunt, you nearly fall forward, hands grabbing onto his hair for purchase as he sucks on your clit and laps at your dripping pussy.

if you could manage a single coherent thought, you'd probably think something like why didn't we try this sooner? because he's working your pussy in a way that has you shivering and writhing on top of him. he's so handsy, even handsier than he usually is, hands groping your ass, thighs, hips, tummy, and tits as he groans against your wet pussy. if he's mumbling praises, which he probably is, they're lost on you— it's hard to hear anything over the lewd, wet smacking of his lips and tongue against your pussy. i also really, really love the idea of childe slightly pulling away with a loud gasp and going like "fuck, you taste so good. you're so fucking sexy." before diving back in to close his lips around your clit once more. breathless praise just hits

you've lost track of how many times he's made you come. you lost track after four; you lost track once you squirted onto his face and tried to lift yourself up and off of his lips, only for him to grab down onto your hips and yank you back down to his face. he's choosing to ignore the numbness in his jaw in favor of indulging himself in your taste, his chin and cheeks dripping with your wetness as you plea for mercy and try to explain that you're overstimulated, beyond overstimulated, your head fuzzy and your thighs shaking around childe's head as he just continues to eat you out. he's spewing praises left and right as he mouths at your cunt, murmuring about how fucking good you taste and smell and how fucking sexy your curvy body is, how much he fucking loves you, how he wants you coming until your body genuinely gives out on him.

at this rate, your body very well may give out on him— once you need two hands to count how many orgasms he's given you, you figure that protesting is useless. your boyfriend's far too in love with your body, your taste, and the simple act of pleasing you to stop now.

The best way to summarize cherry and scaramouche’s story is this way

cherry: hey you good you seem lonely

scaramouche: ….

cherry: okie dokie, i’ll visit you everyday and have some snacks so we can eat together

scaramouche: 👍

-after years of that-

scaramouche: *disappears with the fatui*

cherry: bestie wya

-after another couple of years-

cherry: oh hey bestie where have you been i missed you—

scaramouche: ew you’re ugly get away from me

cherry, blinking: ….goddamn okay

they save you after an attempt

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requests: (1) TW : suicide. What about HC with Diluc, Kaeya, Childe and Zhongli that g/n reader tried to suicide with drowing and they save them? Maybe hurt/comfort. You can adapt or anything if it uncomfortable.

pairings: diluc, kaeya and zhongli x gn!reader (separate)

warnings: s*icide attempt (not detailed), mentions of mental illnesses. please dni if these topics are sensitive to you

notes: i took childe (and drowning) out since there’s a similar request like this in my inbox with just childe! this topic was heavy so i sincerely hope you are doing okay. i hope this brings you some comfort. national suicide hotline: 800-273-8255

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The fact that i take a nap randomly make this funny

can i pls request zhongli, kaeya, childe and diluc with a s/o who can fall asleep anywhere at anytime? thank u in advance !!!

im like 75% done with requests *breakdances* hope u enjoyed this anon (o˘◡˘o)

zhongli

no matter how often you randomly fall asleep with zhongli, he panics and thinks something is wrong

with him being the consultant for the funeral parlor in liyue, zhongli was always at meetings with clients and you usually tagged along

they were such boring meetings dealing with finances and logistics that it was easy for you to fall asleep during them

Your eyes fluttered shut within minutes of sitting down at a table in the Liyue Pavilion. The minute Zhongli opened his mouth about costs, your head tipped back and you were asleep. When your came to an hour later, Zhongli was peering at you with a concerned expression. A warm cup of tea was in front of you and you yawned dramatically. "What?" You asked Zhongli, raising an eyebrow at his look. "Are you alright? Did you faint?" He asks immediately. You roll your eyes. "We've talked about this," You say, "I love you, but you're so boring you put me to sleep."

kaeya

the one thing you and kaeya had in common was that you were both slackers from your jobs

kaeya liked to sneaked away to his office to write you love letters or steal klee and create chaos with her while you preferred to go to your office of your own job and sleep

you didn't even have to be tired but if you were given the chance to be alone in a quiet place, you were asleep

"Earth to Y/N...Y/N?"

A soft voice brought you back to your senses. Your eyes groggily opened and you lifted your head off your desk, your unruly hair falling into your eyes. When your eyes adjusted to the light, you noticed Kaeya was standing in front of you.

"Good morning," He beamed. You yawned and sat up fully, checking the time and seeing that it was almost noon. And since Kaeya had come to visit you at your job, you knew he was slacking off too.

"Can't I sleep for a few more minutes?" You smirked, opening your arms so Kaeya would envelope you in an awkward but comforting hug.

Kaeya pressed a kiss to your forehead, "I'll be the look-out for your boss."

And within minutes, you were asleep again.

childe

for the longest time, childe thought you had narcolepsy

your weird talent to fall asleep anywhere at anytime was shocking to him, especially since you managed to fall asleep at the worst times

like, for example, when you were supposed to be keeping watch of a hilichurl camp and had fallen asleep abruptly and nearly got your ass kicked if childe wasn't nearby

"You should see a doctor," Childe said for the tenth time, "It's not normal."

You only laughed at him, "I'm not just falling asleep whenever, Childe. I can just fall asleep whenever. Get it?"

He looked at you like you were crazy and ran a hand through his hair, "Whatever, whatever. Just promise me you won't take naps when you need to be patrolling, okay?"

You held up your hands in self defense, "You got it. I'll take a power nap when you take me out for dinner tonight instead."

diluc

similarly to zhongli, he was always surprised when you decided to take a random nap somewhere

you had trained your body to fall asleep anywhere at anytime since you were a little kid and you even considered it a talent nowadays

being able to fall asleep whenever you wanted got you out of a lot of duties and the more diluc got to know you, the more he picked up on your tricks

With the Ludi Harpastrum festival around the corner, you and Diluc were tasked with decorating the tavern and its surrounding courtyard. Except you really weren't in the mood to stand on a ladder for hours that day so when Diluc slipped inside the bar to grab something, you closed your eyes.

When he came back out and saw you asleep, Diluc clicked his tongue. He didn't want to wake you up but he knew you had only fallen asleep to get out of decorating. Upon spotting Diona sauntering around the town, Diluc left the girl with a very important task.

He decorated with Charles while Diona circled your sleeping body with rolls of streamers and stickers. When you finally woke up again, you started to plan a fake-apology for Diluc for your sudden slumber but when you looked down to see your body completely covered in party supplies, you knew you two were even.

Scaramouche x Reader - Loss

tw: death, blood

(Y/n) spotted him walking towards her, her weaken state trembling under his gaze, Childe was behind him, arms crossed.

She kneeled infront of him, her legs shaking as she tried to keep the blood that filled her mouth inside.

"M-my lord" The girl spoke weakily, her tounge rolled up to contain the red liquid, but her teeth gave it away.

"Stand up, soldier" he demands with a cold gaze, totally clueless.

Childe sees right through her act tho, he watches her try to not faint infront of both of them from the pain, he notices the way her once pearl white teeth are stained with blood, and he glares at the hand holding her stomach, but her act was pretty good, not flinching, not shaking while one knee stood on the ground.

"I can't, i'm sorry my lord" (Y/n) apologizes, keeping her stotic facade on, her eyes dark red. Fury, or pain.

Scaramouche tch'd.

"Why aren't you obeying, you little slut"

Childe held an arm in front of the man, and walked fowards.

"(Y/n), lift up your shirt"

Panic crossed her eyes, but soon it dissapared like mist, biting her lip slightly.

"Sir, i-"

Childe made a bold move, took her by her forearms and lifted her up with ease, like she was a feather, while one hand kept her standing, the other one went for the black fabric of her fitted shirt, lifting it up, to see the injury.

Childe gasped, someone had pierced some type of weapon through the girl's stomach, almost letting her internal organs spill out.

"(Y/n)..."

She pushed him away, and fell to the cold floor, her eyes loosing the shine they usually held.

"I'm sorry my lord, i couldn't-"

"Shut up, Tartaglia, go get her some type of paramedics or something!"

Soon, the tall man was gone.

Her eyes widened as she watched as he fell to his knees infront of her.

"Who did this to you?!"

"It isn't important"

He slapped her, hard, making her stumble backwards, but he caught her wrist and lantched her to his chest.

"It is important, i'm gonna break all the bones of their bodies and beat them up with my own fist, to then-"

"Scaramouche, please" she begged, gripping the cloth of his armour tightly into her tiny fists, her wound long forgotten.

"You'll be ok, (Y/n), you've always been ok, you'll be back, you'll recover, like you always do"

The girl shook her head and smiled sadly, tears spilling down her cheeks and under her throat.

"I don't think so, my lord"

She looks at him like the fire in her eyes has been dowsed with ice water, if anything it makes the red more pale. He's not used to it, it unnerves him. He wants her to give freely like she always does but she won't. It's like she just crawled right back inside some invisible shell and no matter how hard he tries she's unreachable. She moves her eyes more slowly, like they're heavy, an effort to move. Scaramouche wants to crack a joke but he knows she doesn't have the enegry to laugh. He's kneeling right next to her but she might as well be on heaven.

She stops moving all of the sudden, her half-lidded eyes closing.

"Don't fucking close your eyes, you hear me?!"

Silence

"Soldier!"

Silence

"Soldier!"

Silence once again.

"(Y-y/n)?

He was trying to fight a rising panic, his heart leaping on his throat, uneasy, he was fucking terrified for god's sake.

He, the mighty Scaramouche was scared senslessly, his arms trembling as he shook the girl's limp form desperatly.

"Please"

He neared his ear to her chest, not hearing her heartbeates anymore.

She wasn't breathing.

"PLEASE!"

And with that, all the humanity he had left died with her, his precious soldier, his secret lover, his soon-to-be wife.

If you have a chance to travel time, will you go to the future or past, why?