Could I order a Ready-Made, Loose Leaf Ginger tea with Cloves and Lavender (Foul Legacy) in Enameled Pottery please with some additional customizations.
S/O didn't originally roll for Childe because they didn't expect to get him and hadn't finished Liyue yet, but got him anyway. So they would lightly bully him (like mocking his voice lines, calling him 'the child' or war criminal. All affectionately) and ended up kinda falling for him. Then their crush ramped up because of the Foul Legacy fight (moth pretty)
Thank you
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Let's see what this wish entails...
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Digital AU Scenario, inspired by the terms "Discovery" and "Foul Legacy", set in Liyue
Fluff
Digital AU- An AU where Genshin Impact and its characters are seemingly no more than the wonderous programs we know today
Warnings for allusion to battle and fighting
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Ten pulls.
Ten pulls was all it took for the glowing stars to rain from the clouds, blue and purple and one, to your surprise, shining gold; all it took for several weapons to fall into your grasp, admiring the new four-star sword you received; all it took for stardust and constellations to drop towards your hands, grateful for the improvements to your already decent characters.
All it took for him to come home, carried by the one golden star amongst the blue.
You stare at your screen, mouth hanging open at the sight of Tartaglia staring back at you. At least, you think that’s his name- you didn’t read the banner very thoroughly to be honest; in fact, you only pulled because your friend dared you to, both joking and laughing about the newest character’s name.
Tartaglia; Childe, you think, and snicker. It’s still funny. You just never expected to get him in ten pulls on no pity- how’re you even supposed to build him? He hasn’t appeared in the Mondstadt story or any of the in-game events, to you, he’s an entirely blank slate. One that you didn’t particularly want or need, but the mysterious ginger-haired man was here all the same. You furrow your brows, then set your shoulders.
Well. If this is how he wants to play, so be it. With a few clicks you plop Childe into your team, right next to your healer, clinking on his character profile and scrolling through his talent descriptions with your fingers laced together
This was going to take a lot of grinding.
You loathe to admit it, but Childe quickly became one of the best damage dealers of all your characters. With his Hydro bow and blades he was a force to be reckoned with- it helped that you happened to be a particularly good shot with a bow, although you certainly couldn’t say anything good about Childe’s posture, it was so bad it made you burst out laughing when you thought too hard about it.
A lot of things about Childe make you laugh, actually, including when you finally met him in-game. You were so caught up about how wonderfully funny everything involving him was that the Liyue archon quests went by in a blur; something about a dead god and Zhongli and Ningguang and the Fatui. Anything, from Childe’s voice to the way his name was pronounced to his own laugh, made you smile and chuckle.
Sometimes you talk to him, or more talk at him, standing there on the screen. You enjoy teasing him, words witty and sarcastic but laced with affection as you call him names, “evil little war criminal” and “child man” being your favorite, and he simply stares back at you, eyes dead as ever and ever-present smirk still on his face.
Your friend says Childe’s model doesn’t passively smile. You had shrugged then, saying it was probably a glitch, or perhaps Childe just liked you more.
The Liyue arc is nearing its end- all that’s left to do is head to the Golden House to confront Childe, the story Childe, and fight until one of you drops dead. You laugh, for the hundredth time that day, looking at your own Childe standing strong on your screen, bow floating behind his back.
You’re going to fight Childe with Childe. Is it a good idea? Probably not, but it’s funny.
There’s a long monologue of lore before the fight actually begins, and you actually listen to it, despite your normal habit of skipping dialogue. There’s an almost enduring smile on your face as you watch Childe reveal himself as a Harbinger, something you’re not at all surprised about, and your Traveler blink in shock. At one point his automated gaze flicks directly to your eyes, and your smile widens fondly.
Then he winks. You start slightly, grin fading into shock. But Childe’s back to staring at the Traveler, deadened blue eyes trained on their form.
It’s a glitch. It must have been, and you shake your head to clear it as the battle commences, your Childe against him.
It doesn’t take long to wear him down, not with your Childe built as far as you can push him- not quite level 90, but certainly getting there. You involuntarily wince at game-Childe’s shouts of pain as you whittle down the last bit of health from his Electro Delusion form. The moment you slice away the last chunk of HP, a cutscene plays and you lean back from your keyboard in satisfaction.
The cutscene shows your Traveler getting thrown back and away from Childe, and you roll your eyes before returning your gaze to the Harbinger, now surrounded by water. Suddenly he transforms- first his arms and hands, then his legs, then himself- letting out a roar of rage from his new form. You gape in astonishment, admiring the now twice-as-tall Harbinger, covered in dark violet and black armor, mask now situated over his face with horns and a single, gleaming eye. You inhale when he slams his spear into the ground and your Traveler falls beneath the Golden House, before exhaling.
“Woah.”
For a while you just run around during Phase Three, trying to glimpse Childe’s new form from every angle- you want to see exactly how tall he is, admire the way his starry cape flows, map out the patterns on his armor. His voice, now deep and growly, makes you full on stop and stare, getting hit with several Electro arrows in the process. Your own Childe attacks back, of course, on your command, movements stiff and unyielding.
You wish you could stay forever, but the battle ends all too quickly and you’re tossed out of the domain like a ragdoll, mourning the loss of in-game Childe, of Foul Legacy. Slipping your phone out of your pocket, you shoot your friend a message, something along the lines of “dude have you seen Childe’s Third Phase form yet” before glancing back up at the screen.
Your Childe is staring directly at you, an unusual frown creased over his features. You let out a yelp and fling yourself back into your chair, eyes locked with Childe’s piercing gaze as concern flashes over his face. He reaches for you, of his own accord, and all you can do is look from him to your untouched keyboard and back, again and again.
This is not happening, this cannot be happening-
But your shock quickly turns to amazement and you quietly scoot your chair closer to the computer, still staring at Childe. His worry morphs into a smile, a soft, happy one you’ve never seen before, and his hand raises to brush over his heart. There’s a sudden flash of purple lightning, warping and twirling around Childe in a storm of rain and sparks.
When the flood dissipates, Foul Legacy floats on your screen and you almost shriek, burying your face in your hands as you attempt to process the fact that Childe is most likely sentient and saw you admiring his Foul Legacy form.
If he’s not sentient, he’s a really good AI.
Childe purrs, the corners of Foul Legacy’s mouth turning upwards in a smile as he hovers a few inches from the ground, still looking at you through the screen. He reaches out, as if to cup your cheeks, looking slightly crestfallen when he remembers that he can’t. But a single glance at you hiding your face in your hands is enough to make him rumble in satisfaction again, voice growling low and deep from within his chest as he jerks his horned head towards the Golden House.
“Don’t you like your own version of me better than that silly puppet in there?”
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Willow: I’m proud to identify as moronsexual. I’m attracted to idiots and idiots exclusively. Hunter once asked me if photosynthesis was caused by taking photos of plants and now I dream of kissing him under the moonlight.
Hunter: Captain, what was the name of that Thorn Vault technique you learned in Grudgby?
Willow, taking off her glasses: Hunter, you’re so incredibly stupid.
Hunter: Oh no, did your glasses get smudged up again? Do you need me to clean them for you? I have the spray in my fanny pack if you-
Willow: No, no, just come here.
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