#i just want more in game tartaglia content man

[falsehero]

#! doodles #genshin impact #tartaglia #me trying to post this before fontaine arrives bc if i dont finish it now i'd never do #hydro archon tartaglia tho....... imagine the p o s s i b i l i t i e s #i just want more in game tartaglia content man #anw pray for me ive yet to update the game and i still need to find a way to clean more space in my poor pc

[midnightmoonkiss]

Streamer Childe

Childe X GN! Reader

Fluff!

Word Count: 1.5k

Childe, “Tartaglia,” one of the most popular gamer Twitch streamers out there, has over 6.4 million followers.

He doesn’t really go by Tartaglia unless he’s being consumed by his ego, Childe is the name he mainly goes by.

Of course, it’s a running joke in the community that he’s called Childe because he acts like one - and lets be honest he does act like a bit of a child lol.

His real name is Ajax, but he’s pretty determined to keep his private life private. He’ll only let people know what he wants them to know.

Since he’s the most popular streamer out of the friend group (Xiao, Scaramouche, Aether, Venti, Zhongli, Albedo, and Kazuha), he’s more liable to hacker attacks.. what people don’t know is that he’s a hacker himself.

Like an actual hacker.

He doesn’t use this to hack games, no, he’s got a sense of reason, he uses it to annoy the shit out of people and protect himself and friends.

His background is.. not entirely known, but here he is now! A streamer who’s been at it for close to seven years now.

He gained popularity quickly from his looks alone, but his chaotic persona certainly attracts another demographic as well.

He’s insanely good at games, preferring to play multi-player just so he can obliterate his opponents and tea bag them. He’s the king of games like Valorant, Apex, and League of Legends, streams where he’s playing those games are LOUD. He’s constantly seething and screaming.

It’s literally so funny. He’s not toxic, just an idiot.

Talks mad shit, but he can back it up.

Adores destroying Scaramouche in games especially, but they’re one hell of a team if they team up.

He also likes to play silly little fantasy games like Wizard101 (nostalgia) and Genshin Impact. It makes for great chill content on days where he’s a bit more tired than he lets on.

Is definitely not free to play, btw. If he wants a certain character or item he will get it.

Because he’s so popular, he doesn’t have the luxury of having an all too interactive Discord. ):

(That’s why he likes hiding out in his other friends discords under a different account)

In the beginning it was fine, people could talk in multiple chat rooms, but as he grew in popularity.. weirder and weirder people joined. It got to a point where he had to just.. get rid of everything. The only people who can talk on the server now are those who are subscribed to his Twitch for four or more months.

Even then, if they break a strict rule there will be no mercy.

It’s not something he’s happy about, but he cares more about others comfort and safety than overall happiness.

Childe is nice, don’t make him angry.

Of course, he goofs off in the server with his buddies, which is entertaining enough.

He’s pretty much a variety streamer, playing all sorts of games. Was definitely on that Among Us craze. Anything that can be fun he’s going to try.

Doesn’t like horror games all too much but MAN he still plays them if they interest him.

If they’re multiplayer, he’ll always collab with Xiao. Their screaming matches are top tier comedy.

“I SAID IT’S BEHIND YOU BEHIND YOU, YOU GINGER FREAK!”

“I DONT SEE IT FUCK FUCK XIAO WHER- AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA”

When he rage quits he switches off the game and turns off the lights- “Deep breath in, deep breath out guys. It’s just a game~” 

Literally looks like the most level headed person but he’s grasping onto the last strings of his sanity so he doesnt go berserk on stream like that one time when Scaramouche one-shotted him and he got so pissed he accidentally broke his finger from wildly swinging his arms around.

That video still circulates the internet LOL.

He never lets his popularity get to him, he just wants to have fun and that’ll never change. If people want him to be their sponsor, he does an extensive background check and makes sure the thing is 100% good for him and his followers.

Yeah he doesn’t have many because of this, but he makes more than enough money to not care about it.

He’s the king of Instagram, always going out and taking hot photo’s.. narcissist but its ok.

You’re his cute photographer (:

He’s pretty addicted to waterparks so he tries going at least thrice a year! He doesn’t live far away from some amazing attractions!

And you!! He drags you along with him!!

Unlike with Xiao who tried to hide it, people know Tartaglia has a s/o.

He’s ALWAYS bragging about you to his watchers, you literally slip into conversation at least twice per stream.

“You know I was going to eat leftovers for dinner but when I got to the fridge I discovered the demon living in my house who I love very much ATE IT. So they’re ordering food right now. They’re literally the best.”

“My s/o put their cold gremlin feet on my legs last night and I think I saw God for a second there. Let’s take a moment out of our day to pray to our lord and savior- Zhongli. He owes me money btw.”

There’s never a dull moment living with him, he’s eccentric and can make you giggle so easily it’s not even fair.

Cleanest guy you’ll ever meet. Enjoys cleaning for some reason, relaxes him. He just likes living in pristine clean conditions.

He has his dark days, where things become so overwheming.. it feels like there are eyes everywhere watching him and he wants to hide under the covers.. Everyone has a breaking point, and this man has seem some seriously fucked up shit and been through even more fucked up shit because of him being a streamer. He can handle it, but the thought of you getting caught up in it makes him feel sick.

He.. has severe anxiety, and sometimes might even pause the stream because an anxiety attack takes his breath away.

He just really needs you near him most of the time.. Just chilling in a beanbag chair not far away from his computer desk is very cool. He’s clingy but not in a suffocating way. More like in a way where you keep him grounded.

You presence is beyond calming. Knowing he has you means everything.

He needs you more than he ever really let on.

He’s pretty good at hiding his emotions on stream though, he wants people to feel happy and have fun when watching him.

Has so many voice redeems (they cost a LOT of points and are for subscribers only but damn.) Once a bunch of people redeemed voice redeems all at the same time mid-game and he lost it. Crying while trying to not lose LOL.

“Wake up, mommy, I threw up”

“Gawd Dayum”

Various random noises.

Took ten minutes to calm down.

Yeah.

His streams are chaotic, not relaxing most of the time.

If you wanna laugh your heart out, he’s the guy!

Also! While he does bring you up often, he keeps you private as well. Doesn’t give key details away, he’s just open about the fact that he has someone that kisses him goodnight.

If anyone (usually weird fangirls) tries to shit on you, he’s calling them out immeidetly.

Only on stream, though, and without mentioning their user.

He’s aware communities can be toxic, and he doesn’t want to give anyone the oppurtunity to doxx someone.

He doesn’t reply to hate comments on Twitter because of this, he’s seen what has happened when other streamers do.

No one, not even his haters, deserve to be doxxed for something harmless.

Actually, he’s caught someone trying to hack him a few times. Cue the sinister grin as he out-hacks the noobs.

Literally no idea what his past was, he won’t say anything to you about it.

Meh.

About once every two months, he has a 36 hour stream, all proceeds go to a charity. If a major event happens in the world, he’ll try to do a 12-24 hour stream and donate revenue to the organization thats helping.

Kinda like what Pewdiepie does??

He’s very rich btw. Buys designer shit because he likes feeling fancy.

Makeup KING. Has an extensive bathroom routine. You’ll never see him with dry skin or baggy eyes (unless its a long stream).

He likes helping small streams! Every month he compiles a list of recommended small streamers, even has an “End Of The Month Recommendation Stream” where he and his followers watch a small part of the streamers past stream as to advertise it.

Genuinely a good guy. Has so many giveaways.. on Twitter to make it easier. Don’t need to follow, just like and retweet. (:

He’s giving.. Gah! So hard not to love him!

Until you play games with him and he has no mercy and will destroy your team to win.

He lets people know that the person is his s/o, but what they don’t know is that you are also impossible to hack thanks to his security meassures.

He’s so thorough it’s insane. A perfectionist.

His PC set up is pretty cute, got an obsession with the ocean and whales so.. beach themed game room~

Not uncommon to see him drinking from a coconut.

There’s so much fanart of him it’s insane, even animations from collabs!

Adores his community.. but is aware of some bad apples.

Makes it VERY clear he doesn’t support harassment or doxxing, and that if any of his followers do that sort of shit they’re dead to him.

It’s hard work being popular, so many bodyguards at meet and greets.

Dude is so bad with money it’s not even funny, had to hire a personal assistant to keep him in check.. but but.. if he sees something he knows you’ll like..... MUST BUY.

Has a Youtube channel too, he puts up tutorials on there. Please sit on his lap while he edits videos, he craves attention constantly. Kissies your cheek while mindlessly editing.

He streams 4 days a week, sometimes 5 if he feels like it, so he needs his cuddles.

Streams last on average 3 hours, crazy 3 hours.

If you don’t give him a kiss before he streams he will be a very upset man on that stream. 

#childe x reader #tartaglia x reader #ajax x reader #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #genshin #genshin impact #streamer au #genshin streamer au #streamer au childe #childe streamer au #tartaglia streamer au

[venumelon]

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ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ about me

hi! my names melon!

i’m an avid manga/manhwa reader and i enjoy a multitude of fandoms and shows <3

i’m a trans man that uses he/him pronouns

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as previously mentioned i can write some dark themes - so a mixture of sfw and nsfw

kinks : masochism, sadism, bondage, bdsm, exhibitionism, dirty talk, impact play, orgasm control, praise/degradation, breeding, blindfold, breath play, humiliation, voyeurism

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anime : jujutsu kaisen, chainsaw man, overlord, code geass, that time i got reincarnated as a slime, death note, tokyo ghoul, rising of the shield hero, castlevania, black butler

manga/manhwa : solo levelling, lookism, noblesse

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nanami kento x gn! reader - short fluff

ೃ࿐ upcoming works :

: ╰┈➤ domestic househusband nanami kento

: ╰┈➤ childe (tartaglia) with an obsessive fatui harbinger

: ╰┈➤ star struck denji meeting a devil hunter who can wield the void

#male reader #nanami kento #top male reader #masterlist #dom male reader

[dearbraus]

heavy breathin heavy breathin omgomgomgomgomg hi hi HI HI HIHI HI FAWN ! hi ! omg !! hi hi hi hi hi hi hi hi!!!!!!!!! hi !!!! i love u ! for ur ask game !!!! may i hear ur thoughts on ! on tartaglia ? u can choose the monster n how spicy ehe i just like listenin to u talk about ur blorbo >:3c

— Honey, I’m Home

Starring; Tartaglia

Warnings; 18+ minors dni + gn!reader + vamp!childe + mentions of blood + pre-established relationship + implied breaking and entering.

Word count; <0.5k

note; hehehe fae bb thank you for letting me gush over my guy, i went crazy with this 🫣 less of a scenario and more of a drabble sjdjd

The blood splattered across his pallid skin is somehow not as bone chilling as you suppose he wants it to be. Nor is the flash of razor sharp fangs which peak out from beneath his top lip, his mouth pulled into a wide smile. His boyish visage and wind ruffled hair does little to disguise the lifeless blue eyes he sports, his smile doesn’t quite reach them and that’s what causes a shiver to trickle up your spine as you gaze back at the man.

Neither of you speak, the crisp evening breeze billowing through the thin cotton of your shirt, goosebumps popping along the length of your arms. Guilt bubbles in your stomach for a brief moment and you shake your head, mentally scolding yourself for daring to refer to him as such.

He wasn’t just a man, he was your boyfriend— the person you were supposed to love most in this world.

You can’t tell if love is what you feel for him the longer you stare at him, perched in your windowsill, looking more like a child caught with his hand in the cookie jar rather than a monster. Maybe it was your affections that warped the truth like a funhouse mirror, deluding yourself into thinking you shouldn’t be scared.

“You-“

“I didn’t mean to startle you,” he says, cutting you off and throwing his arms around you, “I thought you’d be asleep by now my love.”

You’re rendered speechless but heavy metallic smell of blood that wafts your nostrils along with the familiar scent of cologne you had bought for him some time ago. The tension in your shoulders melts the longer he holds you in his embrace. His skin is cold, far colder than you remember it ever being and it isn’t just the chill that’s made him frigid.

“Let’s get you to bed, it’s … late.”

Ajax says nothing of his disheveled appearance or the fact that the blood which clings to his skin stains you, your skin and sleep shirt, it’s sickeningly hot and your mouth fills with salvia.

But you can’t bring yourself to turn him away.

You love him too much.

And he’s never hurt you before, why would he start now?

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#childe x reader #tartaglia x reader #ajax x reader #gi x reader #genshin impact x reader

[senanatheskenana]

Evermore (pt three)

"Just you see, Balladeer, by the end of today, (Y/N) will be my wife" Tartaglia proclaims loudly, making the other man roll his eyes.

"I really don't care" he grits out. It seems that the other man isn't listening as he still focuses on fixing his tie. Something about the whole event irks Scaramouche. He swirls on the balls of his feet and before he knows it he's asking, "You can't really be serious? You haven't even told her about any of this and now you're planning to force a public wedding onto her!"

Admittedly, Tartaglia is somewhat taken aback by his comrade's outburst. Scaramouche has always had a sharp tongue but he has never shown much concern for anyone.

"You- you don't know (Y/N) as I do. She's always playing hard to get but I can tell from her eyes that she wants me just as much as I want her. She just needs a little push to realise it!" Tartaglia dismisses the accusation before scampering away to the band.

"When I come out of that door, I want you to be playing right away." before Scaramouche knows it, the ginger man is hammering his fist on your door.

~~~

"Aether couldn't possibly be home yet," (Y/N) whispers to herself as she hurries to the door. No, it couldn't be. Aether never knocked, on account of it being his own home.

"Yes?" she peeks through the door, smiling politely. Her smile drops once to sees the red scarf. She knows it's about to be a very long day.

"Oh, Ajax... What are you doing here?" she asks. The man just grins, breezing past the question.

"My dear (Y/N), could you spare a minute to talk?"

"A-Actually I'm a litt-" she doesn't get any time to finish before he pushes his way into the house. She feels the irritation from every other interaction she'd had with him bubble up her spine.

"Ahh, good." he glances around the house and then back at her as he sheds his coat, leaving it heaped on the side cabinet.

"I'm sure this big house can get very lonely when you're all alone" she raises an eyebrow at the comment.

"Well to be honest I dont mi-" she is cut off once more by a grin.

"No, I'm sure you're perfectly content living with Aether. But I'm sure you know that once he finds his own family, he'll be around less."

"Ajax. I just said I dont feel lonely" she huffs in agitation.

"No, I know you're a very strong, independent girl" his voice takes on a slightly annoyed tone at the word 'independent'. "But that doesn't mean you should deprive me- I mean- yourself of a relationship"

"Why are you here, Tartaglia?" her politeness is slipping quickly in the company of the hunter.

"Well. I had a very important question for you!" he grips her hand, bringing it to his face. He kisses her ring finger but misses the way her face screws up in distaste. "You and I both know that this game of hard to get is of course very amusing- but you also know that it won't last forever. It's time to cut to the chase"

She raises her eyebrows at him, crossing her arms across her chest. Whatever he was about to say was surely nothing she would agree with. She just hopes she can appease him enough to remove him from her home.

"And what could that mean?" she braces for whatever spiel the man is about to spew.

"Why! Our wedding of course," he spins her around happily before she pulls away from his arms.

"What? No, no! Whatever made you think that I'd ever want to marry at all, let alone you?" the grin on his face falls, leaving his eyebrows to furrow in irritation.

He slinks closer and she feels herself back away until her back presses against the door. He places his hands on either side of her head and looks down his nose at her.

"Now, (Y/N) surely you know what happens to spinsters. Do you think that anyone else would want to marry you? The village madwoman? If I were you I'd try to collect myself. It's a very promising offer."

As his face closes in she slips under his arms and opens the door. Without the support, the man falls through the air and down the step onto the dirt path.

Childe growls under his breath but perks up when the door creaks open again. However, his hope is dashed when the only thing he sees is his red scarf floating down onto the ground next to him.

She looks at him through the window and mouths to him.

"Not in a million years, you dog"

Childe swears he can hear the Balladeer cackle in the distance. He stumbles to his feet and grits his teeth. As he stalks past the shorter man he hisses, "I'll marry her... Mark my words. I'll marry her if it's the last thing I do."

~~~

(Y/N) sighs in relief, leaning against the door once more. Gosh, how could he possibly be so brash as to act as if she loved him, regardless of the things she had done to dispel the idea? He was just too dense.

"Me! The- the wife of that boorish, brainless-" she gags, opening the door and hopping down the steps. She picks up the basket of animal feed and starts to spread the seeds.

"Madame tartaglia- cant you just see it!" she hisses in revoltion. The hens flutter their wings around her in response. "He's got another thing coming if he thinks ill be his 'little wife'"

"Oh, is it really so much to ask for adventure? For time to live life and not just waste it?"

As if on cue, the sound of hooves echoes down the pathway. She spins around in excitement. Perhaps Aether would return early.

The smile disappears just as soon as it arrives however when she notices that the horse has no rider. She drops the basket and sprints towards the white mare.

"Paimon! Where is Aether?" the horse whines and stamps its hooves against the gravel. She tugs her head to the side in a gesture of direction. (Y/N) knows what she must do. Or maybe it was just her longing for excitement that makes her so reckless.

"Quickly, take me to him!" she doesn't even saddle the horse. She heaves herself up onto the mare bareback and tugs the reigns before sending a spurring nudge to the horse's ribcage. She whinnies and immediately gallops away from the village and into the forest.

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@fellowosworld

#beauty and the beast #genshin impact fluff #genshin imagines #genshin headcanons #genshin #genshin impact imagine #childe x reader #Xiao x reader

[kaychowmein]

Our Happy Ending - Chiscara

It was unlikely that people as cold hearted as the Fatui could fall in love, much less with each other. They are cunning, scheming bastards who blindly follow the will of their master and still have their own ulterior motives. They are rumored to be horrifying, evil, the type parents would warn about. Do people who do cruel things deserve love?

That is for no one to decide. Not you, not the archons, no one.

They say that love is patient and that love is kind, but Tartaglia and Scaramouche are anything but that. They see each other as rivals in love. Battling to see who is the strongest, fighting to see who can love more.

Both show their love in their own aggressive ways. The one called Scaramouche always detesting affection because he has never felt love in that way. As emotional as he is, he's learned to control them enough to fight the urge to sob over a hug. He hates the emotions he feels for his coworker. This was never his intention. This was never part of the plan. Damn his mother for mishandling her first creation. Damn it all who forced his non-existent heart to beat.

The one called Childe found an easier way to adjust. Despite the fact that he is a man of many faces, a man who is cunning enough to fulfil his lust for battle, he can still show love. He is human. He has a heart that beats for his siblings, his loved ones. He can allow his heart to beat for a puppet who grew to have his own emotions.

Do they regret haven falling for each other? Yes, and no. The first time Scaramouche has ever heard the words "I love you," were in the heat of sparring. Tartaglia sweating, disgusting, hair a mess and out of breath. He said it softly, thinking Scaramouche could not hear him. Thinking that he can get away with the slip of the togune.

I love you.

Little does he know it, but Scaramouche detests those words. He wished that he never heard it because it filled him with horrible, horrible emotions. His previous loved ones, his old traitors of a human family never told him that they loved him. And hearing that from his mother was out of the question.

What does he love about him? What could he possibly ever love in someone like him? This was a trick. All of this was a lie, manipulation to get him to put his walls down and attack him. Childe hit his Achilles heel and caused his fragile mind to crumble.

What was there to love? The gentle brush of their hands in meetings? The simple "Be safe" whenever they had to separate to do their own tasks? Was there truly love in the hugs he gave before going to sleep, the gesture of wanting Scaramouche to be well? Or was it all a game, a sparring match of the mind.

Childe promised that once all this was over, when they were complete with delusions, they could finally have their happy ending. There was no more need for the Fatui when all was done. Perhaps they can finally live their lives together. Where Scaramouche could feel content and love. Where they could both feel some satisfaction.

And yet, there is nothing to love about Scaramouche. He had no heart, no true soul to come with it. Either Childe was already full of delusion himself, one way or another, or he wanted to control Scaramouche. Just like everyone else.

There was nothing to love in an object. All of this were lies.

The day he heard those words, those dreaded words, was the last he ever saw of Childe. He was filled with so much anger and heartache that he could not fathom any kind gesture that Childe gave him. This was all too good to be true. And while he once had his heart set on finding someone who loved him, he recalled his vow to himself to never trust a human again.

And so he left.

He left his comrade, his partner, and lover out of pure disbelief. Scramouche could never say "I love you," so why can he? If he can't have a human that could love him, he could still have his birthright. The gnosis. Revenge. That was his true goal, and the Fatui and all the emotions that came with it were a mere distraction.

Time has not been kind to the puppet. He attained the gnosis, and prepared to become a god. He was stopped buy the traveler he once swore to kill. And when the Dendro Archon offered to change his life, he began to find hope in a future where he could escape the past.

But at what cost? In the final moments before he could make the choice, he thought back to Childe. He never said goodbye. Did he even care that Scaramouhe was gone or was he relieved that he no longer had to deal with that charade.

Were all the good memories all a lie, or was there truly a promise of a happily ever after. Should Scaramouche take the risk of finding his past lover and take the chance of his love being genuine? Or should he move on with the guaranteed chance of a blank slate for himself.

The Dendro Archon needed him to make a choice.

Going once.

Going twice.

...

Tartaglia found himself in Sumeru one day, without any recollection as to why he was there. Perhaps he just completed a mission or found a new recruit. Regardless, his job was most definitely over and he could return to his post in Liyue.

Or was it? There was something incomplete in his chest- something that bothered him, but he couldn't shake it. No matter. He have been given news that their plan is getting closer to the climax and he couldn't wait to be there to see it. With a skip and a grin, he took one last stroll through the city.

Although he still cannot recall why he was there, this was a nice change of pace. He smelled something delicious - shawarma from a nearby stall. He raised a finger "One please," he said to the seller and handed him the mora.

He was nudged by someone behind him. A short and curt apology was muttered afterwards. He turned around to see a short man with a large hat. The man's eyes widened when they made contact. He quickly excused himself and ran the other way.

There was something so familiar with that tone and yet Tartaglia couldn't put his finger on it. Why did his heart skip a beat when he saw that man. Was he a threat? Probably not. If he was, he was sure to have remembered him. Perhaps he was a commoner who was afraid of the Fatui. That must be it. He got his food, and walked the opposite way.

This is not a love story. Nor is it a tragedy. Love comes and goes, love is forgotten. And although the stars seem to gleam for some partners one day, there has to be a point where that bright light needs to be put out.

One of them, still a harbinger, was glad that his role was starting to come into fruition. The other was a wanderer, still looking for his own purpose and finding his own matter of self-fulfillment. They are to never meet again, it seems. For their stars aligned once and perhaps never will again.

This is the happy ending. But not with each other.

#chiscara #scarachi #scrachilde #scaramouche #childe #tartaglia #genshin impact #genshin #angst #genshin fanfic

[decthe-a]

Here’s the muses I plan to have on my multi when I do the move though some may appear here temporarily until then. We’ll see. Anyways. I am open for suggestions on who you’d like me to write. I’ll most likely end up having to binge a series at some point but nothing wrong with that!

Genshin Impact

Zhongli: Very obviously I am not giving him up I love him 

Fatui! Zhongli: I’m considering giving him his own entire section due to the development he has and how different he is to og Zhongli, to me it seems a little silly to have him as a simple verse at this stage.

Pantalone: He was added and then I never wrote him for some reason??? I’ll maybe write him here before I move but I do want to write him.

Tartaglia: A character I do want to write. I hold him dear to my heart along with Zhongli since he was the reason I like... Started Genshin. 

Dottore: I like this funky lil man but I wanna see more of him before I’d personally consider writing him.

Alhaitham: Unsure but I like what I’ve seen of him but once again I’d rather wait until I know a bit before I consider writing him.

Aether: I would like to write him but not at the moment. I’d want to replay the game before doing that...

Splatoon

Callie: I wanna bring my gurl back I miss her so much. And with Splat3 approaching very quickly her muse is probably going to hit hard.

Shiver: I love them already and wish to write them at some point once I’ve played some Splat3 but I am waiting for now before writing.

Misc

Spy x Family - Twilight: I do have him here but he got kinda forgotten as I never finished the series or manga. I’d like to bring him here again but as a more... request maybe?

Nu: Carnival - Olivine: Please note he does come from a BL mobile game so there would be some sexual content related to him when he is added. Idk I just like him in game.

League - Star Guardian Jinx: I really did add her and then never wrote her. I’ll probably do it again but make her more request only.

Cult of the Lamb - Lamb: I really do enjoy the game and when I finish it I will be adding our cute lil cult leader uwu

#Out Of Character // OOC // 000 #// a lil longer than planned oops #// it just has lil blurbs #// this is all i can think of the top of my head #// most muses are genshin atm oops #// and then splatoon #// lmaoooooo #// but any suggestions on who you'd like to see me write #// im open to maybe seeing if its possible uwu

[demonichikikomori]

Good morning D! I saw you have a Genshin masterlist made but whos your favorite Genshin character? Will you be writing any Genshin content for them this upcoming year?

Good morning, I am about to be SO ANNOYING.

There are a few Genshin characters I like but that doesn't mean I'm skilled at writing them the way I want them written... EUghh..... No. 1 is probably Albedo! He was my first 5 star and he is so silly and bizarre and bby grl and lowkey kinda nuts... I am so so so pissed I missed his event with his character weapon and I can't GET IT unless I was there for the event (I took a year long hiatus from the game).

No. 2 fave is Childe/Tartaglia... Because he's nuts. I have written something small for him but I do have other works as drafts saved for him. I'll post... Eventually...

No. 3 would be... I wanna say Pantalone so bad but all I know about him is his cup size. So I'll say Mika. I would not romance Mika, he is just part of my boy harem and I help him with his obvious crush on Noelle (my girlfriend who is so sweet and perfect).

I will write more Genshin content at some point but I have to have a mood for it or its gotta be a request/commission when those are open. Writing is about being spontaneous y'know? I would love to write the faves of other Genshin enjoyers... I see the Heizou enjoyers... And you people are freaks. That man is scarier than Childe...

#ask the devil #genshin impact propaganda

[versadies]

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ YOU HAVE RECEIVED A LETTER, LET'S SEE WHAT'S INSIDE! ☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙

salutations (title): red light, green light part one (squid game!au)

addressed (characters): xiao, childe/tartaglia, thoma, diluc, kazuha, albedo, beidou, raiden shogun, venti, zhongli, kaeya, and scaramouche

content (includes): MINORS DNI, spoilers in squid game, spoilers in archon quest 2.1, mentions of violence, mentions of human trafficking (?), mentions of debt, major character death, mentions of harassment (?), angst/no-comfort, pls take note that i’m not romanticizing squid game.

postscript (summary): hc on you being in squid game and meet genshin characters along the way (all hcs are connected and its up to you if you want one of characters to be your love interest or just platonic!)

penpals (taglist): @melkxsh, @jisoostan09, @mysticmoon135, @kokeshi-kojin, @forgotten-blues, @hipsdofangirl, @the-fucking-void, @hclymoon, @thegaybastard, @electr0m1ko, @jendytub, @dnapola, @saxophonre, @chxlkprince, @koirqaa, @ardeenna, @sweetxnedhoney, @s0lana, @awwhstheic , @booksandhoneymilktea, @ventise, @fullyhira, @sm0l-0ne, @fatheadthemango, @mellowberrie, @flerpdederp, @vezpur, @albedosprincess, @vescaraa, @intoomanyfandom-s, @halfwritten, @intertwinedtruth, @purpleqilinwrites

part one (here!) | part two (coming soon ???)

xiao / alatus (player 067)

your very first best friend ever since your life went down.

you’ve met the green-haired man when playing red light, green light whereas he grabbed the back of your jacket and prevented you from moving in the robot’s sight, his strength in holding you despite your weight astounded you.

you’re pretty grateful for player 067, but much to your confusion he ignored you throughout the rest of the day whenever you try to thank him, walking away from you as soon as you try to talk to him.

“i‘m not interested in making friends here,” he said to you with an irritated look on his face after countless of your attempts in talking to him. “your dead body could’ve blocked my way and kill me too.”

his words shut you up, but it still didn’t shut away your determination in making friends with your savior.

when everyone voted in quitting the games, you were both relieved and saddened. relieved from the fact that you won’t die from playing the deadly games, and saddened by the fact that this is probably the last time you’ll ever see player 067.

by the time you finally had the chance to come back to the games after facing the harsh reality of your life, you wondered if you’ll meet player 067 again.

and indeed you did.

the moment it was time for dinner, you headed straight towards player 067 and to your relief, he didn’t walk away from you this time.

you’re also taken back by surprise when the man didn’t even comment about you going away, wondering what happened when he came out from the games that made him silent and not avoid you.

“just because i didn’t ask you to leave me alone doesn’t mean i trust you,” he answered when you asked him why he didn’t avoid you. “if i’m going to be stuck here, i might as well let you bother me.”

out of happiness that player 067 is willing to warm up to you, you decided to tell him your nickname and made the both of you shake hands, a sign of your alliance.

with what he did to you during the first game, you weren't surprised from the fact that he's an athletic person. you wondered just how strong and flexible he can be if he could lift you easily.

as the night continues, you and player 067 eventually started earning more allies. your group went from two people to five instead, causing you to sigh in relief from the number of your group increasing.

although it was beneficial for you and player 067 to have more people who can be of help during the next games, your friend would like to disagree.

“feel free to trust them, but i won’t.” he said, crossing his arms as he glances at your group’s direction. “you’ll never know if they have other plans in mind.”

“and why trust me?” you ask, eyebrows furrowed.

“i never said anything about trusting you,” he clarified.

you watched as he looks at one of the doors nearby. “but nevertheless, you’re the only one who’s least likely going to betray me with this plan, you do owe me for making me save you back then.”

he then proceeds to explain about how he can try to go sneak inside a vent in the bathroom to see if he can find out the next game, but needs your help in making sure the guard doesn’t go inside if he takes to long to come back.

of course, you agreed to the plan, hoping it wouldn’t be as risky as you thought.

much to your dismay, it was risky and intense.

while player 067 was taking his sweet time in exploring the vent, you on the other hand were sprouting nonsense as the guard started getting suspected of how long its taking you both to come out.

thankfully, your friend managed to come back as soon as the guard slams the door open, only to come out flustered.

by the time you and player 067 came back, he started telling you about how the masked people were cooking what looked like honeycombs, giving you enough information to know what the next game is.

on your way to the second game, you and player 067 informed your group about what to do: specifically picking the easiest shape.

when the game was revealed, you watched as everyone who isn’t a part of your group reacted, feeling pity to those who chose the hardest shapes.

oh well, it is what it is.

as you focused on cutting out the triangle as carefully as you can, you couldn’t help but glance at player 067’s direction in hopes that he’s doing okay as well, ignoring the sounds of gunshots throughout the time.

although you picked the easiest shape to carve, you weren’t so fortunate.

as you carefully try to remove the last piece that’ll take you to victory, your heart drops at the sight of your honeycomb being practically cracked in half.

you weren’t careful enough.

you slowly look up at the guard who has been watching you the entire game with your eyes widen in disbelief, your heart sinking in realization that this is your end.

just when you thought the soldier will pull out their gun and shoot you, the soldier instead brought out a honeycomb and gave it to you, hiding yours in their pocket quickly.

your eyes widens.

“player 017 passed.”

childe/tartaglia (🟥)

ever since the announcer entered the lobby, you couldn’t help but feel like someone was staring at you.

every time you look at everyone (who were listening to the masked strangers), you couldn’t find a single person who was staring at you, making you assume you were just feeling scared from what happened in the previous game.

little did you know, there is someone who was staring at you— and he is certainly not one of the players.

as a part of the square rank among the many henchmen that worked under the mysterious games, it brought childe many advantages; including knowing the next game, handling people who are under his rank,

and protecting you, his childhood friend that he dearly missed ever since he left your hometown.

if there’s anything that could remind his sweet childhood before his hellish life,it was you. you were perhaps one of the only people childe has ever had that’s close to being his best friend. his memories that has you were all clear in his mind and is one of the very reasons why he still have hope in life.

when he wanted to spend the rest of his youthful days with you, he unfortunately had to move to another city– only to end up facing harsh realities and ended up working in the squid game until perhaps death.

as the announcer, he was one of the first people who work under the frontman to know what the next games are. although he prefers being one of the soldiers and shoot people’s heads off, he knew being in an upper rank is more beneficial.

he enjoyed watching people fighting for their life, but you? he doesn’t accept the fact that you’re one of those people. why should he find joy in watching one of the people he cared the most losing their life?

childe hoped you wouldn’t come back when the game gave everyone a chance to return, but much to his dismay, he saw your face once more when entering the lobby.

from then on, he vowed to protect you with every strings he can pull with his position whilst making sure the frontman or anyone else doesn’t catch him.

he didn’t care about the fact that he had to kill one of his underlings in order to get his mask and be able to save you from being eliminated (should he be prevented from going inside the game rooms), he didn’t care that he’s risking his life just to protect someone he doesn’t even know for years, he didn’t care about anything at all.

all that matters is protect you after everything you did for him in his childhood.

so the moment he saw your honeycomb cracked, he made sure no one in the room is watching him nor realize the fact that you lost before placing a honeycomb that he brought for you, ignoring the disbelief look on your face.

“player 017 passed”

as childe escorts you down to the lobby, he ignored your questions about his motives, refusing to let you know his identity no matter how much he wants you to know.

all he did was lean in to your ear and whispered, “don’t sleep tonight.”

that was enough for you shut you up and a sign for him to leave, hoping that you would take his words seriously and survive the night.

much to his relief, you did.

thoma (player 202)

not long after you befriended player 067, the next person you talked to was a man who goes by thoma, who came to you and him during lunch.

it’s safe to say that you and your ally were reluctant to talk to thoma– especially since he’s rather… too cheerful in a situation like this, but nevertheless you accepted thoma’s presence and ate your meals with him together.

“you two honestly look like you’re easy to talk to,” thoma admitted with a cheeky smile as he sat down on the floor next to you. “everyone else either looks too scared or too dangerous, it’s understandable that you don’t trust me instantly.”

in hopes of gaining you and player 067’s trust, he proceeds to tell you both about who you should be careful with based on his observation, something you were both thankful and suspicious of. just how much does thoma know?

of course, you and player 067 weren't easily convinced, thinking he's just bluffing.

it wasn't until you eventually found out that everything that thoma said about the rest of the players was true, with player 089 being perhaps the most dangerous person with her strength and threatening aura, with player 043 being the youngest person alongside player 060, with player 109 being creepy and so much more.

because of his claims being confirmed alone, you slowly began to trust thoma, though your guard is still up.

when you and player 067 admitted that you both are willing to trust thoma, he gladly started introducing other players he conversed with— mainly player 043, who didn’t mind being in your group.

despite being willing to trust thoma, player 067 confronted you privately about how the blonde man is familiar with player 089, wondering how he managed to talk to the woman without her sending death threats to him just like everyone else who tried to talk to her.

"oh, you mean beidou? she and i went way back. unfortunately that's all i can say, how she and i met is confidential so i hope you understand my reason, right 67?" he explains, patting player 067's back with a light laugh.

although you paid no mind to thoma refusing to tell how he met player 089 and is still willing to trust him, player 067 definitely wasn't swayed over by the blonde man.

“i’m not saying you shouldn’t believe what thoma said back then but that doesn’t mean he isn’t a dangerous person.” player 067 whispered to you as the both of you walk towards the lobby from the bathroom after the vent incident. “if i were you, i wouldn’t keep my guard down around him.“

with his words in mind, you definitely kept your guard up.

but how could you keep your guard up when thoma saved you from being crushed to death by the beds?

“stay with me,” he said as he drags you around the room whilst dodging everyone’s attacks during lights-out. “you can’t stay in that spot for long when everyone’s out for blood.”

as soon as the lights went back on, thoma immediately blocked your view on the room, causing you to look at him in confusion.

“it’s probably best if you don’t see what happened here. wouldn’t want you to have nightmares, right?” he comments with a small grin.

diluc ragnvindr (detective)

when you were released from the strange place, your first thought is to go to the cops. your only evidence was the business card given by the small tempered man who was the very reason why you knew about the place.

much to your dismay, when one of the cops decided to give a call, it turned out to be another person yelling out nonsense, making the cops think you were just drunk and making things up.

unnoticed by you however, a certain cop was listening to your conversation not too far away from where you are, staring at the business card with familiarity and suspicion.

“…may i help you sir?” you ask, confusion written on your face as the cop stands in front of your door with a small smile.

“my name is diluc, forgive me for suddenly visiting you, but i overheard your conversation with one of my colleagues and i was wondering if you could tell me everything you told him?”

relieved that you finally have a cop who’s willing to listen to you, you immediately let him come inside and explain everything you know about the games, hoping he’ll be willing to help you out and investigate.

much to your dismay though, diluc left your small home without any hints or declaration of investigating the mysterious place after asking just a few questions.

to tell you the truth, the detective decided to investigate the place.

although he wasn’t super convinced with your claims, diluc knew it was the only way for him to find his lost brother, who had left his home and never came back, leaving the same business card that he saw from you in his abandoned home.

after a lot of thinking, diluc decided to investigate without his superiors knowing, following you to see if you’ll come back to the games and lead the way to his brother.

that night, he watched from his car as a van suddenly appeared and stopped right in front of you, causing you to enter the van and immediately left off to only god knows where.

as time proceeds, the detective slowly traiks behind the van, stopping not too far from the van every time the vehicle stops at certain places to pick up people who were waiting, concluding that the said people are the ones who were in the mysterious place before like you.

unfortunately for him, none of the people that came inside the van aren't his brother, leaving him no choice but to follow the van to their destination despite his mind telling him to not follow anymore.

his eyes widen in surprise when he sees more vans coming along as soon as he's out from the city, eyeing towards the road up ahead and spotted a boat waiting.

the red haired man could only hope that his lost brother is somewhere there.

kaedehara kazuha (player 043)

one of the players that thoma introduced you to. if there's one thing that struck kazuha to you out of the other 300 players, it was the fact that he has strong senses.

"i... i can smell honeycombs." he said as all of you are on your way towards the next game, causing you and player 067's eyes to widen in surprise. how could he smell that while not knowing what the next game is?

"..i don't smell anything." thoma comments, amazed by kazuha's strong smell. "does this mean our next game is somewhat related to honeycombs?"

there were also times when he's definitely handy when talking to other players. when certain people would try to join your group, kazuha could immediately call out those who are lying and those who have bad intentions.

the only problem you have difficulty in from kazuha is that he often disappears out of your sight in the lobby. you eventually find out from thoma that the young man doesn't like to stay in one place for too long.

when being in the first game, you remembered kazuha as being one of the first players to win the game, standing as though he hasn't run for his life and didn't witness a bloodbath.

as for the second game, he was also one of the players that managed to win early and one of the only players (alongside player 001) that you didn't see during the terrifying lights out.

then again, you couldn't see much at all during lights out.

when you and your group went back together as soon as the masked people went out with the corpses after lights out, player 001 explained how kazuha saved him from getting attack with a grateful look on his face, causing you to start trusting the white-haired man.

you took note of how he and player 089– whose name you found out is beidou– are familiar with one another, with beidou often going to kazuha whenever he isn't in your group and talked to him in a friendly manner.

"me and beidou have met back then in the city when she saved me from certain gangsters." kazuha answered when you asked him how he and beidou met. "i can reassure you that she's not as dangerous and threatening as you thought."

of course, his words didn't exactly sway you from being super cautious from the woman, but it's true that beidou hasn't done anything seriously bad to any of the players other than telling them to screw off and bodyslammed one of them.

by the time the third game was set, you were surprised to see kazuha taking beidou to your team, telling you that she's going to be a great help in the game.

it's honestly one of kazuha's best decisions because as soon as your team won against reckless pallad's team, beidou became a part of your group.

you were also pleased how player 067 even warmed up to the young man, confessing to you about how kazuha may not be as suspicious as he thought he was.

thinking about it now after the games, you wondered what made kazuha become resentful to player 200.

albedo kreideprinz (player 060)

the only so-called doctor that you trust. he came to your group alongside beidou during tug-of-war when player 067 brought him in the team.

alongside kazuha, he too often disappears when you least likely expect it. much to your dismay, no one in your group know much about albedo other than his precise strategies, giving you and player 067 no idea if the young doctor is as trustworthy as he claim to be.

despite not trusting him as much as you are with your other allies, you were only grateful that he immediately came up with a plan when player 001's plan in tug of war failed drastically and helped you win the third game.

when it comes to meal times, albedo often stared at player 348– another doctor who goes by dottore– with a dark look on his face.

"i know a lot of doctors, and he is nothing like one," he said when you asked if he knew who dottore is. "you should tell your friend that he isn't who he claims to be, avoid him at all costs."

not long before the fourth game, dottore was found being hanged alongside a few other masked people, the person in charge of the games then explains how they ensure that all of you are playing fair and square.

albedo is also the one who often volunteers in keeping an eye on other players during lights out alongside player 067, telling you that he'd rather pull an all-nighter than get killed in his sleep by one of your allies.

if there's one player that albedo talks to the most, it's definitely player 318, venti.

despite the huge differences between him and venti in terms of personality, it didn’t stop venti from— what albedo would like to call: “nagging”— him and albedo responding to him when necessary.

“venti came from the same area as me,” albedo said as he watches venti talking to player 067 happily. “my little sister often talks about how she kept seeing him performing in the streets.”

“how did you know that he’s the one she’s talking about?” you ask.

“he told me that he knows her.”

and speaking of sister, the main reason why you were willing to trust him is the fact that he’s here to give his sister a better life.

even without kazuha’s strange senses, you knew that albedo isn’t lying about his reason. just from how he never stops staring at the picture of him with his sibling, along with how he always had a soft look on his face when mentioning about his sibling, it was obvious that the mysterious doctor cherishes her a lot.

you began to realize that behind that dull look plastered on his face is a mask behind an older sibling who’d do anything for his beloved sister.

beidou (player 089)

oh boy, there’s a lot of things going on with this woman.

given that you were too occupied trying to figure out what was going on, you didn’t think much about beidou back then.

it wasn't until you came back to the games when you knew she isn’t someone to take advantage of.

when reckless pallad started acting hostile during dinner after being shaken up from the fact that there's no escape from the games, the woman literally body slammed him, mumbling about how he’s been annoying her from the start.

of course, that action didn’t go unnoticed by most players, taking note to themselves to not mess with her.

you couldn’t help but mentally applaud to those who even tried talking to her in hopes in getting into her good side, only for them to hear a very colorful language from her with a small but serious threat.

so you’re definitely surprised when you spotted thoma or kazuha talking casually with beidou, especially with the fact that she actually laughed from something one of them were saying.

when you asked thoma about what beidou laughed about, his response is... something.

"oh you sneaky little thing! i didn't even notice you eyeing on me and beidou." thoma exclaims with a laugh as he places his arm around your shoulder much to your embarrassment.

"she was just laughing about my joke, wanna hear it?"

when the third game began, you would be lying if you said you're confident about winning. the only strongest people in your group were thoma, xiao and possibly zhongli– who you weren't sure would be all enough to score the win.

it wasn't until kazuha brought beidou when you felt a little bit more confident.

"don't flatter yourselves, i only joined here because that weird group wouldn't stop annoying me in joining their team." beidou explains, gesturing the group that reckless pallad made.

to your relief, you won against reckless pallad's team thanks to zhongli and albedo's strategies alongside beidou's strength (combined with the other strongest players).

you were also ecstatic when she decided to officially become your team.

she also often volunteered in staying up late to keep an eye on all of you, explaining how she couldn't sleep either.

as time goes on, you found out many things about beidou.

you thought that she would be cold or short-tempered, but to your surprise, she's just a nice person who's just putting on a facade of being a cold person.

"i'm glad most of you felt threatened from me alone," she confesses with a grin. "that just means my acting is incredible."

you found out from beidou personally that she came here because of a woman, who goes by ningguang, suggested her going here for cash and didn't include anything about death being the price of getting it, causing confusion to you and your group.

beidou too was surprise that everyone else but her were here because of a man.

just who is that woman that made beidou come here instead of the same man that offered everyone else an invite?

raiden shogun (player 200)

an enemy to everyone and to herself.

it's no lie that despite wearing a jacket and sweatpants, she still looks gracious and elegant, but that doesn't mean everyone likes her.

"i'm by all means not interested making any allies in here. being attached to anyone will only bring you despair once this all ends" she said in a stern and cold tone, staring you down as though you are nothing but dirt. "after all, we all know only one will make it out alive."

other than being cold to everyone, it's clear to you that when raiden has a goal, she's certainly will achieve it in no time. you knew her as one of the players who win first without a hassle. when it comes to certain games requiring partner/team, raiden didn't care who she's teamed up with. if she's ever in one's group, you just know they'll win.

as mentioned before, kazuha has deep resent towards the purple-haired woman, his eyes would darken just from the sight of her nearby– and from the amount of times the young man glares at the woman, you're sure she knows how much he hates her.

"i'm pretty sure it had something to do with this tomo," thoma said, scratching the back of his neck. "when i pulled an all-nighter with albedo and beidou, i overheard him calling out some guy– or girl? named tomo."

even beidou isn't much of a fan of raiden, admitting that raiden would've been the most threatening player if the brunette wasn't here.

after the brutal lights out, as soon as thoma steps away to finally let you see the room, your eyes immediately landed on raiden– whose clothes were filled with blood.

it's clear that the blood wasn't hers.

you would be lying if you said you didn't think much about the woman. during the rare occasion when lights out was peaceful, you wondered if you could convince raiden that you and your team can make it out alive.

of course, that thought is just a wishful thinking.

but it wouldn't hurt to try, right?

"...even after everything i've done throughout these days, you still haven't given up on talking to me." raiden said with a sigh as the both of you are finally alone in the bathroom.

"...i just wanted to know if you're alright, raiden." you mumbled. it wasn't technically a lie.

she chuckles. "raiden? is that the name your so-called friends nicknamed me? or does everyone call me that as well?" your eyes widens, why did you have to slip up that name?!

"call me ei, if you will." she adds, turning off the faucet and head towards the exit. "consider yourself lucky that i haven't had a single thought of killing you yet."

she then closes the door, leaving you all alone in the bathroom with a disbelief look on your face.

ever since that conversation, you started becoming worried about what happens now. was it her way of saying "i'm going to kill you soon so i'll just tell you my name before that"? or was it just her trying to tell you "i don't need to kill you because you'll die from the next game so i'll just tell you my name before dying"?

you knew that telling your group about this would earn disapproval from most members– especially kazuha.

so you just sigh and let this go, hoping that raiden won't have any plans on either you or anyone else.

venti (player 066)

the person that made you found out player 067's real name.

when venti first came up to your group out of curiosity, the first thing he noticed is player 067, who you assume is a familiar face to him.

"xiao?! is that you?!" he exclaims, watching as player 067– or xiao– flinches at venti's sudden outburst and looks at the player in surprise.

"...venti?"

you watched in surprise as venti immediately sat down beside xiao and laughs in disbelief. "i can't believe it! who knew you and i would meet again after a long time?"

although how they knew each other is a mystery to you, you felt relieved that xiao has someone else to "trust."

aside from that, you honestly felt impressed with how venti is so.. calm and funny after everything that happened. there's never a conversation where he won't slip out a joke and laugh when people look at him as though he have two heads.

you figured it was just his way of coping with what's going on, especially since there were times when he dropped his attitude (particularly the fourth game...).

not only was he familiar with xiao, he was also familiar with zhongli.

"...i feel like i've recognized you somewhere," venti comments, staring down at player 001 . "have you seen my performance when walking around the city of mondstadt or is it from those magazines i've read?"

zhongli laughs, his posture still proper. "i'm flattered that you think i'm a model, but unfortunately i haven't seen you before."

the younger man shrugs in response, shaking off his suspicion before smiling. "it's fine! it's not important anyway."

unlike thoma– who observes players– venti knows almost all of the players because he talked to them.

"what, like it's hard?" venti comments, not noticing the astounded look on thoma's face. "being a performer doesn't mean i always sing and play, you know?"

when it comes to games, the performer always plays with time. in the second game, you'd spot him playing with the honeycomb along with him teasing the poor guard. it's like he doesn't have to worry about getting killed for how slow he is.

not to mention the fact that he's also a mysterious player. you overheard one of the players saying she heard the most deepest voice, along with the fact that the only person who was with her is venti.

"oh i heard it too," venti answered when you asked him. "i gotta say, it scared me! it's like there's a spooky ghost in one of those stalls."

after his comment, you slowly forgot about it, focusing on more important matters such as surviving the next games.

besides, it's not like venti has something to hide. what is there for him to hide?

zhongli (player 001)

the first person you talked to before the games even started.

you thought he was going to be one of those mysterious and suspicious men like certain players, but when you talked to him, you were wrong.

he's a literal sweetheart.

"i'm glad to be of acquaintances with you...?"

you gave him a polite smile and offer your hand to him. "you can just call me 400, i'll tell you my name once you're trustworthy." you said. "what about you, sir..?"

the man opens his mouth to speak, but frowns deeply.

"...strange, i can't remember my name."

when you didn't know his name before, you always called him sir. mainly because you felt weird calling a man like zhongli 1. you eventually found out his name thanks to thoma, who helped him remember with some methods he used with a woman he worked with, who apparently had dementia and died.

despite being a forgetful person, it didn't mean he's no use to your group. the man always seems to know when you're getting nervous or scared, causing him to immediately comfort you reassuringly.

"no need to fret about the next game, dear." he said with a smile, ignoring the strange look you gave him from the nickname. "i'm sure we'll win in the next game– after all, we have each other right?"

of course, there were also times when he helped out in the game thanks to his strategies in tug-of-war and lights out. he explained an effective method that he used to use when he was a kid– and just as he said, it actually helped you in making the opponents trip over and lose their grasp.

for lights out, he told you to go hide in a certain area, whereas the tower of beds wouldn't fall on you alongside a guarantee safety from players, who won't notice you from your spot (your attempt failed thanks to a woman who dragged you out of your hiding spot but it certainly worked for xiao and venti).

if there's one person you want to win other than you, it's definitely zhongli. you definitely owe him a lot for the things he's done for your team and you wouldn't mind dying.

despite trusting him a lot and appreciate his efforts, you would be lying if you said you're not.. suspicious of him.

you're not an expert at reading people like thoma, but you couldn't feel at ease when being around with zhongli no matter how much you want to. you can't explain it but– it feels like as though there's definitely something more with him, whether it'd be the fact that he forgets instructions a minute later but clearly remembers a method that he used when he was a kid, or the times when he seems to know things he shouldn't know.

nevertheless, you still treat your friend the same, thinking to yourself that you're probably just overthinking about it.

surely zhongli is just who he says he is, right?

"...hm, how strange it is that beidou is invited by a white-haired woman instead of the man from the train." he comments with an amused smile, causing you and thoma to look at him in surprise.

"zhongli?" you ask, causing him to hum in response.

"how did you know that the woman has white hair?"

kaeya alberich (the front man)

the front man. need i say more?

the days when he used to be in the player's place are all still clear in his mind, with screams from those who lost, with cries from him as he watches those he dearly cared die in front of him, with the sounds of gunshots followed by a woman announcing a player's elimination, and last of all,

the gasp he made when the previous front man offered him a way to survive the games without having to do the next games.

why me? he thought to himself, the question of why he was chosen is nothing but a mystery.

he only came to the games because of his investigation on the sudden disappearances of more than 400 people every year, but stayed for survival.

how many years has he been operating these games? how long has he seen so many players die in his own eyes with no remorse?

it was evident to kaeya that there's no other way to escape from this hell, so he accepted the sins he had committed alongside his fate as the frontman until death comes.

so why did he feel a small hope sparking in him when he saw your group?

ever since his time when he was a player, he had never encountered a group that are actually looking out for each other out of passion until now, whereas he watches your group with interest and respect as he fondly reminisces the moments with the friends he made throughout the games.

however, it's a shame that your group will eventually face death.

but it wouldn't hurt to indulge himself right?

none of the masked people commented about how the front man turned a blind eye on a particular square masked person who replaced your broken honeycomb, how he immediately turned the lights back on when he notices how your group is being cornered by another, how he felt pity when the fourth round began–

he despised how your group reminded him so much of his.

"...i trust that you won't do this again," his boss said. "after all, it was agreed that you must not do anything that's considered as cheating."

kaeya dares not to show any signs of surprise, looking down at the ground in defeat.

of course his superior will find out.

"i deeply apologize for my actions, boss." kaeya spoke.

he hears his superior removing his mask. "kindly tell my guests that i will not be able to host. there are other matters i must attend."

"...of course, boss. i will make sure they'll have a good time here."

"good,"

he watched as his superior head towards the door, only for him to stop for a moment when he opens the door.

"make sure to get rid of that imposter and i'll let this slide."

from that conversation alone, kaeya knew there's no hope left after all.

bonus:

scaramouche (the scouter)

he's the reason why you were in the games in the first place.

when you went inside a train after exhaustingly visiting many job interviews for the sake of earning a living, you immediately notice a pair of eyes staring at your direction.

great, first you have to deal with almost all of your job options draining down and now you have to deal with a creep?

you pretend to not notice the stares you received, bringing out earphones to distract yourself with music.

it wasn't until you walk out from the train when the man in a business suit started following you, causing you to panic and start walking faster. out of all the times you have to encounter a creep, why did it have to be today?

you flinched when you felt a hand on your shoulder.

"hey! you're y/n l/n right?" he asks, surprising you from his enthusiastic tone. "it would be such a shame if i mistaken you as someone else, haha!"

you slowly turn around to see the man– your eyes widens when he was way shorter than you thought he would be.

"well? are you y/n l/n or not?"

you glance around the station, hesitating if whether or not you should make a run for it or not.

"...who's asking?" you ask, taking a few steps backward from the man, only for him to take a few steps forward.

"oh silly me, i forgot to introduce myself," you couldn't help but cringe from his laugh. how can a laugh be so dry? "you can just call me scaramouche. this may seem weird to ask but would you care to play a game with me?" he explains, pulling out two paper tiles with a grin.

you furrowed your eyebrows, taken back by surprise from his request.

"....i'm sorry is this for a show or what?" you ask, laughing nervously as you look around for any cameras nearby. this has got to be a joke, right?

"i suppose you could say that." the man replies with a shrug, still holding up the paper tiles. "if you play with me and win, i'll give you 100k mora."

your breath hitches, only to laugh again thinking he's messing with you. surely only a lunatic would give so much money from a children's game alone, right?

"you're a scammer aren't you?" you ask, only for your face to drop at the sight of the man pulling out a huge amount of mora.

"care to play?" he asks again.

the moment you started playing, the salesperson became a completely different person.

from being a cheery man to an insane man whose grin turned devilish. you honestly aren't sure if the money was worth it now that you realized the man isn't going easy.

it didn't help that you kept losing– and his slaps were out of this world. you were sure that your cheek already went tomato-red from how harsh his slaps were.

you were so focused on the game that you didn't notice that time flew by fast and it was already midnight, leaving you and the cackling salesperson alone in the station.

"giving up already?" he asks with an amused look as he watches you touch your cheek with a wince.

"come on, you wouldn't want to give up 100,000 mora, don't you?" he taunts you, pointing his pocket that contains the mora that you're desperately in need for.

"just last 3 rounds," he adds, keeping the mora away as he picks up the red paper. "if you manage to win at least once, i might give you what you want."

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[sidemari]

Hi! Can I request n,k, and d on the NSFW alphabet with Xiao, Childe and/or Scara (if you write for him)

NSFW Headcanons

Pairings: Childe and Scaramouche x GN!Reader

Xiao headcanons are here!

Warnings: The title says it all. Don’t read if you’re uncomfortable with sexual content or with this specific theme. NSFW under the cut.

A/N: I decided to make lots of requests in this one so people can find my works easily, I hope you don't mind. The letters you asked are here and many more, if you want to read them. The art is not mine, it is from akali_yue on Twitter!

Childe 🌊

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

He makes sure you're okay and comfortable. He'll clean you, bring you water or anything you might want. He'll hug you tightly against his body, as his fingers caress your hair.

Childe loves pillowtalk, so if you want to talk with him after you guys are done, he's more than pleased by it.

He will keep whispering reassuring words to you until he hears you snoring slightly. Smiling, he'll kiss your head and fall asleep behind you.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

His favorite part of your body would be your thighs. Childe loves marking your skin with hickeys and kisses, he also adores when you press your thighs together against his head while he's giving you oral, he could do anything so that feeling would last longer.

Of his body, probably his favorite part would be his hands or his pretty face.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Tartaglia almost always ride his high inside you since he enjoys seeing his cum ooze of from you before cleaning you up. Also, he often scoops some of his seed using his fingers so he can make you taste it because he loves how embarrassed you look while doing so.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Your boyfriend loves teasing you in public, often whispering dirty words in your ears while you both are on a important situation just to see how embarrassed you can get.

His hands will squeeze your thighs and he'll kiss the soft spot of your neck out of nowhere just to see you jumping in surprise and watch what excuse you'll tell to those who got their attention on you.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Childe does it often, even if you aren't away from him. Don't get him wrong, he prefers having sex with you instead of masturbating, but perhaps he does it to tease you.

Frequently he makes you watch him touching himself without letting you do anything besides staying still as a way to punish you even if you didn't do anything wrong.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Face sitting

Just ride this man's face, bestie. Just do it. You won't leave unsatisfied.

He just puts too much effort to give you pleasure. His nose brushes against your skin, as his hands hold your hips tightly while you squirm above him.

Degradation/ Praising

This dude is weird. Good luck standing him.

He showers you in affection but also loves to humiliate you.

He's "Awn, such a good baby to me, uh? Do you want me to go harder?" one second and "Take me well like the filthy whore you're, right? Unless you want me to punish you" on the other.

Master/Sir kink

Childe loves when you submit complete to him. He almost came on the spot when you left a breathy "Harder, please sir" spill out your mouth.

"What? What did my baby say?" His hands held your chin tightly.

"Please, master. Fuck me harder"

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Childe is a pretty open minded person, so he would like to try new things often, but if he notices you're uncomfortable with something, his desire would fade away on the spot. The last thing he would want is doing something you aren't okay with.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He likes both equally.

I have a scenario about giving Childe a blowjob, if you're interested.

But when it comes to giving you oral, he's skilled and does anything on his power to leave your pretty little legs shivering afterwards.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Childe is pretty vocal on the bedroom and his moans are really hot to listen to.

His moans sound angelic yet sinful and his gasps are your favorites since they make you feel like you're doing your job as his partner correctly.

Sometimes he'll be really loud during sex on purpose just to see your reaction and tease you about it.

Scaramouche ⚡

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He would love to try some games with you, like controlling the pace and intensity of a vibrator inserted inside your walls while you're out in public, just to see how long you could take with his teasing and how well could you hide from people when your orgasm hit you.

The day he offered you to play his little game you thought he would go easy on you... Poor thing, he had to take you to a place without much people, since your gasps attracted unwanted attention.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Scaramouche seems to be the kind of guy who likes to fuck you from behind, so perhaps 'Amateur' or 'Downward dog' would be the best choice, where he can be the dominant one while you just submit to his desires.

(Unfortunately I can't put visuals here or else Tumblr will delete this post, but you can search those positions if you're curious enough)

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Scaramouche loves marking your skin with bites and hickeys, he enjoys licking some of the blood he perhaps may have drawn from your flesh.

He absolutely adores overstimulating your body after spending long minutes denying your orgasm and he's into mild degradation, often teasing you until you're begging for more.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Scaramouche won't admit it, but when you do something or some movement that shows more of your body, or when you use only a shirt of his with your underwear, or even when you give him some affection - like a kiss on his neck, or light touches against his skin - it all get him on his knees. He won't loose his cold demeanor, but you'll notice he's in the mood.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

He won't share you with anyone, nor let someone see you in such a delicate moment.

I've never been so tired in my life... Hopefully those aren't bad, since I tried my best.

Some of those headcanons come from older posts of my blog, check them on my Masterlists (pinned post) if you're interested.

#childe smut #childe x reader #childe x you #childe #scaramouche x reader #scaramouche #genshin smut #genshin x reader #genshin headcanons #genshin imagines #tartaglia x reader #genshin fanfic #genshin scenarios #genshin impact fanfiction

[baeshijima]

𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐫!𝐚𝐥𝐛𝐞𝐝𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫!𝐲/𝐧

A/N : i have nothing to say other than the fact there will be an excessive amount of twitch slang bc why tf not + just,,, heavy streamer!albedo brainrot ;-;

masterlist

AIGHT

streamer albedo

…

pog—

so before we get into him being whipped for u, let’s go over the type of strimmer mr Kreideprinz is

fun fact that’s his twitch name—

albedo would be the type to do lots of variety streams of different games, but also the occasional art one if he wants to have a chill stream with his chat !!

speaking of chat… they’re an odd mix of wholesome supporters, KAPPA + POGGERS + catJAM (bc he always has some bangers on in the bg like yes u bless our ears my guy) + KEKW + EZ Clap + his own emotes spammers, mr albedo’s very own shrimps (me, ahEm—), and ppl who just appreciate his voice + gameplay

if there’s a troll he just bans them OMEGALUL

omg he has lots of emotes (which he made in some of his art streams so his viewers could choose some) for every scenario but we’ll get into the popular ones in a bit 👁👁

he’s most definitely one of the bigger, well-known streamers but with a smaller group of friends

his discord server has,,, a lot of ppl,,, 70k+ ppl big,,, rip notifs if ur in it ;-;

he has it muted tho 🐥 like, sir, that’s ur server pay the goddamn price smh

wait i forgot to mention this but he has his webcam on when streaming

so u can bet ur chickens that when ppl come to visit his stream bc of whatever category he has on, they stay for his visuals and voice <33

his twt 🤡 mans gets 1k+ likes, rts, comments within the first 5-10 mins

omg he gets soft when he receives sm support from his community 🥺🥺

gifts so many subs when hitting milestones, chat is wholesome or just whenever really HJKSDHKL 

also doesn’t swear much unless he gets played by his own game and/or someone is being incredibly annoying <//3

he also just,,, eats on stream

albedo straight up takes his webcam with him to show him cooking if his viewers ask for it

or he just orders food then and there and eats while chatting to everyone or watching youtube with his chat 🥺

nOW ONTO HIM BEING WHIPPED FOR U AS A GENSHIN STREAMER

this AR55 man 👩‍🦯

he can literally produce content from anything

from artifact farming, to spiral abyss, to running around mindlessly, to building characters he would normally never build, to him seeing how high up is considered too high to dive

and everyone eats it up bc it’s albedo <3

also !! he’s the type who includes the story quests in his streams so his reaction and thoughts on everything is just,,, there

now when u were first introduced in the prologue (yes ur one of the ogs + involved in the dvalin fight <33) he blanked and all his viewers could see was u on screen with him staring blankly in the bottom right of the screen

this man straight up saw u in a cutscene for one second and fell in love

his chat went wild omfg

he immediately made an emote for u and that’s his most popular one 😌

but i kid u not, the moment u appeared in that cutscene (one in which he will forever treasure in the crevices of his heart) was the moment he asked this exact question ;

“ so (y/n) banner when? ” 

and mihoyo heard his pleas and answered with ur event banner 

except it was like,, 4 months later 

at least ur finally here tho :’)

now he can have his lil science-y moments with ur voicelines ;-;

yes, ur the chief alchemist but ✨ 𝒅𝒊𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒕 ✨

. . .

shut up

n e who

when he saw the notification from mihoyo’s official forums that u will be a playable character in the new update — along with new characters, region, events & a domain — i shit u not he did a rt, his own tweet, an announcement on the community feature on youtube, and made constant reminders to his viewers on twitch abt how he will be a (y/n) haver no matter what

he even added future (y/n) haver in his twt display name

what a shrimp—

the 1.2 update stream 🐥 he was there waiting for it to go live with like,,, 19k viewers spamming his chat abt predictions and obv ur official release + showcase

and when i say this man fell even more in love while watching ur trailer and character showcase 🥺 he wouldn’t stop smiling or being in awe bc ur just??? so stunning???

mihoyo clearly has a favourite child and it’s u

chat was spamming ur exclusive emote like crazy oml

u can bet it was also flooded with lots of POGs and POGGERS 

overall it was a very fun, chaotic stream filled with lots of (y/n) appreciation and love <33

also a very memorable stream for all his viewers bc of the side of albedo they rarely see unless ur involved

the day ur banner was to go live tho 🐥

the streams leading up to the fateful day consisted of him farming ur mats 

that’s it

boss runs, local specialties, hero wits, talent books, the mats needed for ur weapon he was inevitably going to pull for (only the best for the best, afterall) and many domain runs

many painful domain runs

all of it was worth it tho bc ur worth everything :’)

an actual quote said by him—

at least he can get u and ur weapon to lvl 90 right off the bat with all the artifacts tailored for u ;-;

and get u to that point he did HJSDKJF

once ur banner dropped? immediately started wishing

2 multis in and he gets u 😣

albedo nearly cried and was the literal embodiment of head in hands

wHEN I SAY HIS CHAT BLEW TF UP AND HIS MODS JOINED IN

modCheck has left the chat

everyone’s rooting for him :’)

pulled for ur weapon and got it in 1 multi

sir give me ur luck pls and ty

but yes he nearly choked on the gASP he let out while chat screamed even more

he blanked for a bit, i won’t lie ;-;

but when he realised this was real, he immediately went to his party set up and put u in

can we all get an f in the chat for his lvl 10 tartaglia 😔💔👊

his chat usually rages at him to build him but if he’s being honest, he cba

ur vl when he put u in the party tho <333

now he’s just spent half an hour running around with u, letting u do ur idle animations (will always be grateful for mihoyo creating u like this), reading ur very limited (for now—) character story and going through ur voicelines 

ur morning & about us (when he unlocks it) voiceline >>>>> his heart be running laps rn i swear

eventually he does begin to build u after much admiration on his end and at lvl 1 with lvl 20 artifacts, u already have 1.6k atk 🐥

now after he levels u and ur weapon to lvl 90, u have 2.8k atk 🐥

rip mobs <//3

he now plays u as his main dps 😌

the kit initially designed for u is meant to be more for support?? kinda like the whole ganyu or zhongli debate abt them being a dps or a support/sub dps ;-;

except ur more utility like venti or bennett

and even though the majority said at the beginning (aka, mihoyo, pretty much any other streamer and the larger part of the fanbase) that ur meant for support, he said fuck that and built u as his main dps

and i won’t lie, u do more damage than any of his characters, and ppl who co op with him

ur his pride and joy :’)

he went to take a look at ur consts to see if they were worth the rng suffering and, lo-and-behold,

they were

so now he’s using all his saved primos for u to try and get ur c6 const, along with making ur weapon r5 :’)

his chat gets a free view of him internally suffering when the gold light doesn’t come, and his external suffering when he loses the 50/50

in the end, he decided to whale for u <33

after nearly an hour, he has u to c6 and ur weapon to r5 ;-;

now all he’s been doing the whole stream is running around with u in open world, doing his daily farming, doing more domain and boss runs, exploring the new region (dragonspine) + ur story quest

he’s saving the event quest for another stream bc ✨content✨ 

in ur quest, he had multiple heart attacks and now has many, many screenshots <3

he now has a zoomed in pic of ur face as his twt pfp <33

okay so i also feel like he’s not all that bothered abt getting characters to friendship level 10 immediately and would rather let it happen through time

but obv ur not any other character *proceeds to debby ryan at u*

even if ur not fit for a particular domain or boss, he still puts u in the party so when collecting the blossom/rewards, u can get the friendship exp ;-;

he just wants ur name card so he can show off okay 🥺

when he lets his viewers pick out the playlist, 98% of the songs are from ur character demo theme 

they just know him so well 😩

they also just wanna see the way he smiles when he hears it play but shhhhhh

now he just has his in-game avatar as u, and ur namecard too <33

also his signature is just ;

“ (y/n)’s favourite streamer ”

#genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact headcanons #genshin impact imagines #genshin impact scenarios #genshin impact fluff #genshin impact albedo #genshin albedo #albedo #albedo x reader #genshin albedo x reader #genshin impact albedo x reader #albedo headcanons #albedo scenarios #albedo fluff #i will now cry bc i cant talk at him for a week #this is my parting post #streaming dreams

[that-foul-legacy-lover]

Im the anon that asked about the mask, and pleaseee write something about that I love the angst! (Only if you want to ofc)

oh evil EVIL giggles are coming from me right now- this took so long to answer and i'm so sorry about that but personally i think it's WORTH THE WAIT >:)))

also this ended up being prettyyyy long so i hope this FEEDS all of you >:))))

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Two Lies, One Truth

Foul Legacy Childe x Reader Gender Neutral (no pronouns mentioned) Angst Warnings: Fighting, anger, blood, mentions of selfharm, panicking, dizziness, fainting, injuries, crying, allusions to lying and self hatred

Childe has many facades, all to conceal the true monster he is.

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Tartaglia is not a careful person. Childe is. Ajax was. But Tartaglia isn’t. Childe is charming and charismatic, a closed-eyed smile on his face to hide his lightless eyes as he woos his next pawn onto the board. Ajax was gentle and sweet, a yearning for adventure concealed just below a quiet shyness, ready to bubble and burst forth. But Tartaglia is ruthless, a Harbinger of the Fatui and living up to the name, constantly thirsting for blood and battle with weapons at the ready. Nothing brings Tartaglia as much joy as cutting down his enemies, the rush of adrenaline setting his veins alight and bringing a vicious glint to his otherwise deadened eyes. Three masks for one man; a charmer, a child, and a soldier. Two lies and a truth- just the norm for the Eleventh Harbinger. Two of these facades he used publicly in Liyue, under his assignment. To the Traveler with golden hair, he was Childe, generous and quick-witted with his words despite his position as a Fatuus, assisting them with the preparations for the Rite of Descension and the finicky spending habits of Wangshang’s consultant. To the Fatui recruits, he was Tartaglia, Harbinger of the Tsaritsa to be feared and revered, training and shaping them with little remorse until they were undeniably perfect for battle, and accepting thanks in the form of sparring. But the last persona was secret, and he almost held it like a treasured object. To be honest, he had nearly forgotten about it during his time in Liyue, strolling around the harbor as the confident Childe and settling into himself near permanently. Until he saw you, and his heart stopped. There was nothing special about you, you were not some incredible fighter or esteemed adventurer. You were a simple citizen with a house and work in Liyue, living and breathing and seeming so normal, so ordinary that most wouldn’t even bother to turn their heads if you said hello. But that’s what you were doing- living. Living with a smile on your face, one of peace and content happiness with simply existing and working and doing your part. No tricks or cards up your sleeves, as you had no need for them in your happy, ordinary life. And when he’d approached you for a closer look, you had turned and inclined your head with that small, kind smile on your face, and something fluttered in his chest at your peace. He had remembered Ajax that day. Archons, he had to brush the dust from that mask, it’s been so long since he was home and free to use it, and it felt almost peculiar when he affixed it to his face, the sensation of gentle curiosity so foreign and unused. And when he met you next, it was as Ajax. And oh, the way you had smiled when he had greeted you kindly was enough to keep him energized for at least three days and more after that as he fell into a routine, a routine of waiting impatiently throughout work and missions until he could finally walk out of Northland Bank in search for you, wherever you might be. He made it into a game, as your location varied from the wharf to Yujing Terrance, but always he found you, and always you nodded your head and smiled, eventually waving for him to sit by your side and join. And Childe found himself settling into Ajax, who he used to be, the softness becoming natural and easy, gentle motions like flicking a lock of your soft hair or brushing his hand against your cheek now a habit. It was much like the adrenaline rush he got from battle, except sweeter, quieter, more personal. And much more melancholy as it faded every night when he had to leave your side, so he stuck next to you for as long as possible, squeezing precious minutes of happiness in between his Harbinger duties. But not even Ajax can escape the mission, and it weighs on his mind as he tells you goodbye, he’ll be busy for a little while, but he’ll be back soon- It’s a promise he makes and wraps his pinky around, with every intention to keep it as he gathers his weapons and the mask of Tartaglia before walking out of the harbor and towards the Golden House. The guards are foolish and distracted, and he slips

through the doors with his scarf waving behind him in the wind. The Traveler is already there, staring at the Exuvia with such awe that the Harbinger is tempted to tap his foot in impatience, eager to tear away the facade of Childe and fight in glorious battle as Tartaglia. They’re so surprised and angry to see him, their little floating fairy companion accusing him of betrayal despite his goal being cemented from the start, and the conversation is so boring and dull that he almost yawns, hands twitching around his bow. The gleam of the Traveler’s sword mirrors the eerie glitter in his oceanic eyes when they unsheathe it, and a grin splashes across his face as Childe steps away and Tartaglia steps forth. “So you intend to fight me? Good. I won't kill you, Traveler. I'll just play along — to feel the thrill of battle!” He must admit, the Traveler is as strong as everyone says, evenly matching himself as he transitions from his Hydro arrows to Electro blades- but he’s not truly fighting as he looks for a weakness, an opening, until- there! With a spark and a snap he’s next to the Exuvia, crimson mask still covering his face as he laughs and mocks the Traveler’s ignorance, and plunges his hand into the draconic corpse. He searches, blindly, for the Gnosis, his prize, his gift to present to the Tsaritsa. His hand pulls out nothing, full of emptiness. How… It must be here! It must! That is his mission, to retrieve the Gnosis, and he cannot- no, will not fail! And the Traveler- …Yes, the Traveler. That’s it, isn’t it? They got there before him, didn’t they? Stole the Gnosis all on their own, the little thief, and he steps nearer, fists clenched as his shock transforms into rage and takes hold of his senses. It flows through his body, crackling and jumping over his limbs with sick, twisted delight as armor sprouts over his arms and legs and a sparkling cape flows behind him like the night sky and his mask grows and lengthens to point and cover his face in two horns. With horrid delight he observes the Traveler and their companion, before raising his spear and cracking the floor into two, watching their miniscule form fall to the floor below, the belly of the Golden House, where he tightens his grip on his weapons and allows the bloodlust to flow into his veins and fill them with fire as he points his bow towards Celestia and allows his rage to rain down upon the tiny little Traveler. They’re more desperate this time, motions slapdash and choppy as they dodge his attacks and retaliate with their own of Geo and Anemo, electricity dancing across the floor. But Tartaglia can feel himself weakening, the Abyssal transformation wearing on his muscles and bones and mind as he slashes his spear time and time again, and the next time he’s hit with crystalline shards of Geo, he falters, swaying slightly. And the Traveler strikes him once more, and he collapses, knees landing hard on the gilded pavement. Tartaglia breathes heavily, head spinning. His chest is ragged, lungs feeling torn and useless as he remarks upon their skill. They still look so horrified- why? He’s back to normal- but he ignores them, holding up a fake Sigil of Permission in his hands. The others, crafted by the Fatui, swirl around him, and he vaguely hears the ocean beyond the doors writhe and contort as the Overlord of the Vortex awakens and roars, enraged and vengeful. The Traveler shouts, and Tartaglia faints dead away. Everything is fuzzy when he comes to, blinking dizzily in dim light. He’s still in the Golden House, the Traveler nowhere to be seen, gone to confront the threat he summoned. He shakes his head, attempting to rise only to fall back to the ground, and he groans. The groan echoes in the air, a metallic, growling noise, and Tartaglia freezes, fear running cold through his body in a shockwave. A glance down at his hands tells him what he needs to know, but he prays and prays, please dear Tsaritsa, as he raises his shaking fingers- no, claws- to his face. He touches a hard mask, smooth and sharp and unyielding, and his breath

hitches. Desperately, attempting to keep a gentle touch, he tugs at the mask, begging for it to lift off and away from his face. It stays, solid as stone, unmoving. He tugs again, to the same result, and again and again until he’s frantically pulling at the structure, his own features, unable to remove it. He pulls, panic jerking him like a puppet, and his claws yank away and drag searing gashes across his cheeks. His blood glitters, dark and filled with stars, and Tartaglia can’t breathe. A soft voice wrenches him out of his thoughts, and he looks up to see you- you! The last person who should be here, at this sight of Visions and battle and bloodshed, yet you’re here and you’re calling a name, you’re calling for Childe and oh, oh, he is Childe, but not the Childe you want, not the Childe who acts like Ajax and is so sweet to you because he loves you so secretly and dearly. He’s a Childe trapped in his true self, the Foul Legacy of the monster he really is, and he curls into himself and hunches in a corner, shaking and praying you don’t see him. But today everything is going wrong, so utterly wrong, and your eyes land on his trembling form in a heartbeat. You gasp and rush over, steps tapping on the ruined floor, asking if it’s really him, if it’s really Childe. He nods, and he’s so ashamed when he nods, with Abyssal blood coating his claws and cheeks and this wretched mask across his face that his hands trail back up and pull, once more, at the red keratin. You cry his name again and tug at his hands, pleading for him to stop hurting himself, only to step back when his claws jerk forward again and Childe crumbles when he sees the fear in your eyes, sobbing into his knees. His mind is so foggy, so dazed, and he can only think about how you must hate him so, now that you’ve seen what monster crawled out of the Abyss and masqueraded as him, lied to you for so long. He slumps against the wall, vision going dim as the injuries from his battle begin to make themselves known and blood pools near his feet, dripping from his claws and face. He feels a small, soft hand slip its way into his clawed one, and he sobs again, jerkily, clinging to the hand, the last person who saw him as someone resembling Ajax instead of an empty husk. And his consciousness fades, melting into himself as Ajax, Childe, and Tartaglia are consumed by the Abyss' Foul Legacy.

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[occassionalfanficwriter]

Heyhey! May I request childe x reader where the reader has been badly abused in the past? As a result she doesn’t mind when childe kidnaps her because childe has never hurt her, and treats her nicely? So since childe has work lmao he leaves a fatui agent to watch his s/o. But since his s/o has such a small appetite she doesn’t eat much. And since the fatui agent has a bad temper, what if he slaps her across the jaw so hard it breaks? So since then she can’t handle leaving childe’s side?Thank you

anon who hurt you? (•ω•`)this childe has yandere undertones but anyways you're welcome and enjoy.

Content warning for everyone else: allusions to domestic violence ,and non-graphic depiction of violence against women.

No Misfortune Without Blessings

Summary: Among the many myths about Tartaglia, few were dedicated to his love life. Even fewer dared to speak of the gentle love between him and his lady but in the soft and hushed whispers of the crowd, all would admit that they painted a pretty picture.

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There was a boy.

You weren’t quite sure what to make of him. Shy and stuttering but with bright blue eyes that reminds you of the starry sky in the village. You liked him, in the same way you liked the morbid stories and descriptions of the adventurers in the tavern. You liked him too, in the same way you liked the rare flowers that grew in Snezhnayan winter.

And maybe the boy with the starry sky in his eyes and bright red hair liked you too. But it wasn’t something you paid attention to, there were stories and adventures to be had, knowledge to be shared and you decided it was more important.

More important than understanding what everyone your age liked or what accounted for normal. You never did quite understand everyone else in the same way you immediately understood Ajax. It was precisely because of this that you simply didn’t quite fit in, you were just as much of an outcast as Ajax was with his shyness and occasional stutter. You didn’t care for it, you found comfort in the knowledge you’d never be involved in messy affairs of the romantic and platonic kind.

Your world was peaceful.

There was Ajax, the stories from adventurers, and your hidden desire for something more beyond what the small seaside town you call home had to offer.

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There used to be a boy with bright blue eyes that takes your breath away sometimes. Who had a burning red hair and warm smile that reminded you of the warm sunshine.

You loved to follow him around, notebook in hand filled with scribbles and experiments of different shorts. And Ajax loved you, perhaps, with the way he took you along for adventures on the edges of the woods, in the frozen lake, and taking small commissions from the neighbors.

The two of you had grown taller, childhood fat turning into muscles as your bodies hit puberty. Both of you had changed in so many ways, gone were the days when no one minded the two of you staying out together for a long period of time, without any companion. Whispers followed when the two of you held each other just a bit too long for what was appropriate.

Your world could not simply consist of Ajax and the growing longing you had for what the world had to offer. You didn’t like the change, neither of you two did. But you were much better at pretending than Ajax, so you studied and observed the rest, told this to Ajax and somehow the restrictions on you two became a big game of pretend. You pretended to understand the beauty that others found, pretended to fit in the scale of accepted normalcy.

And then, without you noticing the boy you loved dearly was gone. You stared blankly as you watched his parents cry and search parties used for a boy lost in the woods.

There used to be a boy and you weren’t quite sure what to make of him when he came back to you three months later.

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You weren’t quite sure when it started, when your world expanded and collapsed until the only things left are the ashes of things you don’t quite recognize. You weren’t quite sure when you stopped yearning for a life of adventure. When you began to settle for whatever it was that was given to you.

Maybe it was when the boy you loved came back with dull blue eyes and a sharp look that told stories only the hardened and veteran adventurers understood. Maybe it was when you could no longer keep up with him, when trouble seeks him out and your parents dragged you away from him.

Maybe it was when one night he sneaks into your room bids you goodbye and makes you realize that the stars in his eyes never left, they were just clouded by something brighter and bigger than whatever it was that Morepesok had to offer.

Maybe it was when you woke up the next day and the boy you loved was taken away into a brighter and bigger place than the small sea-side village.

But that didn’t matter now, not when your whole body hurt and you laid limp on the cold wooden floors of the place that should be home but isn’t. You weren’t quite sure when you accepted this as normal, when the man your parents swore would take care of you became the one who hurt you. You weren’t quite sure when you started to forget all of that you loved dearly.

“...it hurts” you say out loud as tears prick on the edges of your eyes and you simply lay on the floor, ignoring the pain on your ribs, the blood on your mouth and countless other bruises that littered your skin.

You don’t recognize yourself anymore.

And you hate yourself for it.

You think of the boy you loved who had stars in his eyes and the sun in his soul and you yearn for him and what could have been.

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There was a man with a charming smile and blue eyes, and the mask of the Harbingers. You weren’t quite sure what to think of him when he held your hand gently, and spoke to you about topics you used to love.

You weren’t quite sure what it meant when his eyes grew cold at the bruises on your skin and the whispers that followed you. Maybe you loved him, in the same way you loved Ajax, and the man you lived with. Maybe you loved him in the same way you loved the preserved heart in a jar that used to be yours.

There were a lot of maybes but you were sure that Tartaglia would never hurt you. The day he takes you away felt like a fairy tale, as if the boy you loved came back for you but you knew that Ajax was gone. And Tartaglia was the one who came for you so you stupidly went along with him.

You gave him your everything.

You gave him the tattered pieces of what could have been you, and allowed him to reshape you, until you were stronger than before. You relearned how to be human, how to be yourself, and you loved him for it. You learned how to speak his own love language, stayed by his side and accepted all of him until you weren’t sure where you ended and where he began.

Somehow, you stupidly believed that all of this would remain as it was. Until he had to leave for a long while and you can’t help but feel as if your world would collapse.

“Don’t go” you whispered as you held onto his clothes like a child.

“Don’t leave me” you begged as you shrink your frame and tried to fight the fear of being hated for something like this.

“I’m sorry” Tartaglia tells you, voice soft and gentle as he hugs you tenderly.

You want to cry but you don’t because you had always understood that he was meant for bigger and brighter things. Instead you sank in his chest, you wanted to imprint yourself in him, so that no matter how bright and beautiful the world outside of this home you built was, he’d never forget about you.

“Come back quickly.”

“I’ll be back before you even miss me.”

You don’t tell him that you’ve already begun missing him.

--

You never bothered to get along with Tartaglia’s subordinates. Not when you decided to ignore anything Fatui related since it meant that Tartaglia would never have to worry about you being used against him. You refused to be a burden.

This ignorance meant that despite treating them civilly you had no deep impression on them. It meant that when none of Tartaglia’s trusted aides were available to watch you and take care of whatever your needs were, some new recruit was given to you.

You didn’t care about it much. The new recruits tend to be distant and careful upon knowing who you were to Tartaglia. You didn’t care about what they called you behind your back. What mattered was Tartaglia and his thoughts.

Your heart was too small to include irrelevant matters.

Maybe if you learned how to be human properly, you would have realized the danger you were in. An upstart recruit from a noble lineage coupled with a bad temper would never be suited to your cold and distant attitude. The snark and biting remarks you ignored only added fuel to a fire you weren’t aware of.

You were too busy counting the days until Tartaglia’s return to pay attention to someone you found insignificant.

“You didn’t finish your food again” The recruit complained.

“Feed it to the dogs or whatever” you answered dismissing him with a wave of hand as you drank your water.

No one would care if you ate less than usual. Tartaglia would only ask if anything was wrong and you’d be quick to assure him that it was nothing. You knew that he would overthink and his subordinates would pay for it.

It was best for all parties that his mood remained good. You didn’t want others interfering with your time with him and you were quite sure that after the glamour of sparring with him faded off, his men had no want of being beaten to the ground.

This thought that you believed to be true made you blind. It made you let your guard down when malice was directed at you and you found yourself suddenly on the ground.

The harsh sound of your jaw breaking echoing loudly as you stared blankly on the marble tiles of the dining room. Somehow it felt like you were back in that place, and you could hear shouting and swearing around you.

‘I’m stronger than this’ You thought as you tried to force your body to move.

‘I’m stronger than this!’ You stubbornly insisted as your body remained frozen in the ground.

‘I’M STRONGER THAN THIS!’ You screamed inside your head as you felt like you were drowning again. You couldn’t breathe and you could no longer see anything.

The next thing you saw was Tartaglia on your bedside, asleep and visibly worse for wear. You stood up, opening your mouth only to quickly stop at the dull pain you felt. You could only stare at him with longing. The room was dark and only lit by the moonlight that seeped in through the windows.

You reached out for him, three soft squeezes on his hand as you gingerly kissed his calloused hand. You could tell that he was already awake and you waited for him to open his bright blue eyes that took your breath away.

“I won’t leave you alone anymore” Tartaglia says with sadness in his voice as he cradles you in his lap. You closed your eyes and tapped his lips thrice.

‘I love you’.

--

There was a girl with bright curious eyes that seemed to see through him. Ajax couldn’t keep his stutter out as he shyly introduced himself.

He loved her at first sight.

He loved her more when she took his hand and showed him interesting stuff. Each moment spent with her was an adventure. He loved the spark in her eyes when she talked about the nations beyond Snezhnaya.

He loved her eccentricities and never wanted her to change. But Ajax knew that if he remained as he was, he would never be able to keep her by his side.

The girl he loved yearned for something bigger and brighter than Morepesok and Ajax wanted to give it to her with his own two hands.

There used to be a girl with bright eyes and rarely smiled but could take his breath away when she smiled at him. Who loved all sorts of things without any care, who loved him in the same way she loved the animals they came across.

She was bright and warm and Ajax knew that she was destined for bigger things. That she was meant to explore the world beyond the sea and Ajax wanted to take her away and give her the greatest adventure.

He wanted her world to be made up of him, their adventures, and everything she loved. But the Abyss had no place for gentle dreams and soft loves. So he fought and fought until he realized his dream and set out for something bigger and brighter than him.

‘I want to give her the world’ Ajax whispered in the silence of the night as he fought for his life and then for fun.

He thought of the girl he loved who walked among the stars and he yearned for her. The Abyss had no room for the weak so he hid away what he could and threw away what he couldn’t for the sake of growing strong and paving the way for the girl he loved.

He came back and found solace in the stupid girl that didn’t understand everything yet. He protected her innocence even as she stared at his blood stained hands. He protected her soft and loving heart even as he felt his being torn apart.

He wanted to keep her by his side but he had always been the better fighter. She was better at pretending but she could never bring herself to fight back mercilessly. So he decided to fight for the two of them.

The Fatui was like the Abyss but it could never reach the harshness and brutality of a place seeped in desperation. He hid his heart away, keeping it with the girl he loved who cried for him. He fought his way up the ranks and thought of the girl he loved.

He thought of her as he took missions upon missions, thinking of her soft lips and sweet tears that made him want to take her with him. But he wasn’t strong enough to protect her yet so he leaves her behind, promising to return to her once more.

There used to be a girl who seemed to like she could take the world by storm.

There used to be a boy who loved her secretly and openly.

Now there was a woman whose light was dying, bright eyes dulled and heart trampled upon.

Now there was a man named Tartaglia whose heart burned and raged for those that dared to hurt the woman he loved.

He takes her away, leaves no traces and keeps her far away from the burnt down house that used to be her childhood home. He keeps her by his side and gives her pieces of the world.

Tartaglia with his bloodstained hands gently and lovingly held her in his arms as he dealt with the recruit. It was brutal and inhumane but all of his humanity was meant for the girl he loved and his family.

He gives her the best doctor and waits for her to wake up.

Thrice he made the mistake of leaving her behind.

‘This time, no matter what, I’ll keep you by my side.’

--

Among the myths about Tartaglia few were dedicated to the lady he always took along with him, be it in the battlefield or anywhere else. It was rumored that she was as gentle as Liyue’s glaze lilies, and as deadly as the ruin guards that littered across Teyvat.

But one thing was constant, where Tartaglia goes the lady follows. A warrior and his lady dominating battle fields across Teyvat.

There would be no surprise if one day the entire world fell at their feet.

#childe x reader #tartaglia x reader #yandere childe x reader #genshin impact childe x reader #genshin impact x reader

[loyally-unfaithful]

domestic life hc—tartaglia | childe

word count: 2.8k

pairing: tartaglia | childe/gn!reader

genre: fluff

a/n:  idk man i got the childe brainrot,, fictional kgb member, i love you <3

who kisses the other on the nose and the one receiving the kiss blushes?

childe would do it a lot to you, especially at the beginning of your relationship.

not that he doesn’t like giving you nose kisses—he still loves kissing you in general <3

it’s just that when you both just started out, your reaction would be more potent. you’d be more flustered, stammering as you stared him with wide eyes.

if you asked him why, he’d give a smile that’s so painfully honeyed, while his eyes twinkled with mischief.

« you’re just too cute when you act all shy. » his voice teasing.

but here’s the secret.

he is not immune to nose boops.

do not hesitate to do it to him!! give him a taste of his own medicine!!!

he will not expect your boldness and he will be caught very off guard.

his own reaction would be just or even more incredible than yours, actually sksksksk.

tease him and reap the rewards man.

he’d snap up and blink at you, surprised. not quite believing that yes, actually, two can play at this game. he’d try to stutter out a witty comeback, but it holds no bite due to the furious blush covering his face.

either way, the both of you would laugh it out.

nowadays tho, you mostly just playfully roll your eyes at him and smile lazily, waiting until he gives you a kiss on the lips too.

who sits on their partner’s lap as they wrap their arms around their partners neck?

this man is your throne and you will sit on your rightful place.

real talk tho, childe makes a p decent chair considering. and he actually likes having you on his lap—it gives him free and unrestricted access to everything.

his arms would snake around your waist, pulling you closer to him. he’s not letting his prey you go anytime soon, but you wouldn’t have it any other way.

as you wrap your arms around his neck, his hands may even wander elsewhere.

maybe you’ll simply hold each other close, tenderly closing the distance between the two of you, happy to have his affection, and him yours.

or maybe he’ll take it as an opportunity to kiss you, roughly, with desire, with want, until you’re breathless and your lips are bruised. this position, you think, as you feel his hand sneak under your clothes and trace your bare skin (which now feels unbearably hot), may also lead to something else. something more.

¯\_(ツ)_/¯

who kisses the inside of their partner’s palm before reassuring them everything is going to be okay?

before setting off on his travels, childe would press a gentle kiss on the inside of your hand, reassuring. it’s a message, a reminder, a promise.

a promise that he’ll stay safe, that’ll he’ll return to you, unharmed.

he does it to soothe your worries and let you know that there was nothing to be worried about—he doesn’t want you to get all stressed on his behalf. as much as it pains him to part from you for too long, he needs to do what he must; but he’ll be thinking of you and your health every step of the way.

so like

to go on a bit of a tangent

we know that childe’s work, as a fatui—a harbinger no less—is of course very dangerous. and even though he’s more than capable of handling whatever his travels throw at him, you can’t help but be worried for him.

and i also feel like, if you didn’t know this [his true nature] from the get-go, he’d hide his actual line of work or obfuscate most of the details from you.

it’s because he doesn’t want to stress you with the more gruesome details.

if you were never aware of the darker side of his profession, then he’d rather not have your perception of him be tainted. in your eyes, he was just sweet, darling tartaglia—not the murderer or weapon of war that he really was—and he'd prefer to keep it that way.

he’s aware that fatuis get bad rap as is, and he doesn’t know how he’d feel if his status made you afraid of him, or even worse, detest him. you hating him was the last thing he wanted.

you generally respect his boundaries, and accept whatever vague descriptions he gives you about his current “commission” (location, length of time). you have your doubts about his work as a “merchant”, but you have faith that he’ll see his endeavours through, even if you yourself are unsure and concerned.

anyway i…

i’m getting horribly off topic 0A0

moving on—

who initiates the forehead touch™?

after a long day of gruelling work, he’d probably long for your touch and affection, without exactly having the energy left to really vocalise his feelings. 

or at least, eloquently.

that’s why on quiet evenings, he’d seek you out and gently press his forehead against yours, pleased; you happy enough to follow his lead.

maybe childe lays his head on your lap while you play with his hair, untangling knots that have somehow formed in his unruly hair. at some point, he may reach out and pull you closer, close enough that your foreheads are touching. close enough to feel his warm breath fan your face.

you have to bend down a bit, and truthfully the position’s awkward, but your back’s protests are the last thing in your mind as you stare back into his pearlescent blue eyes.

despite his weariness, your comfort brings a smile to his face.

sometimes, he may even murmur something about how happy he was to be back home.

no words are exchanged, but there doesn’t need to be.

the love is there, and the both of you are content enough to simply revel in it.

where do they first say “I love you”?

things such as “i love you” and “i need you” are hard to utter for childe.

it’s a sign of weakness for him, and it’s a sign of weakness he does not wish to reveal nor acknowledge. if he says it, if he says that he loves you, he’s admitting a defect.

he has very little allies, and his enemies would not hesitate to take advantage of any leverage they can get. he doesn’t want you to be in danger because of him, he doesn’t want you to be used against him.

so admitting such vulnerability is very difficult for him.

however, though childe may be cold and calculated, tartaglia, ajax, is a man of feelings.

despite his consternation, he puts great importance over his loyalties and whom he offers his love to.

the first time he admits that he loves you, it is with great difficulty, as if it was a sin he shan’t utter.

he loves you, he thinks, but he cannot vocalise.

the first time he admits it, it was an accident. an impulse, the words whispered out against his consent, escaping before he was able to hold them in.

he carelessly lets the phrase out, and a part of him regrets while the other rejoices.

you make him weak when no other stands a chance to subjugate him so.

he hates it and he loves it oh so much.

it’s so so dangerous, and yet he is addicted.

he loves you.

who wraps their arms around their partner who’s cooking?

ok so like, it’s canon:

his siblings acknowledge him as the “the bestest big brother ever!” because he can cook and do housework. we stan a househusband.

anyway, this means that he’s at least a decent chef.

but because of his busy schedule as a harbinger, he rarely ever finds the time to cook, or to even be home. when he does get home, he would greet you before promptly passing tf out.

so he’d usually buy food when he remembers to eat. besides, his salary pretty much allows him to savour whatever liyue delicacy he wants to. the price, whatever it may have been, was negligible.

but honestly, truly, regardless of how luxurious and mouth-watering such expensive dishes were, nothing could beat home cooking. it hit different.

knowing this, you tended to prepare enough for two during dinner and save his portion on the dining table for when he gets home while you retreated to bed.

but on the off chance that he does get a day off, you best bet he’ll spend all that time within your presence. he is not letting you out of his sight and his arm’s reach.

he’ll ask you what you wanted to do. what you wanted to eat; he would treat you to anything, to repay your kindness, your thoughtfulness, as a way to say thank you, to say he’s glad to have you here and that he honestly truly cares for you.

you didn’t have to make him food but u did 🥺

if you said you just wanted something homemade, or if you wanted to taste what traditional snezhnayan food, he’d be more than happy to make you some of his favourite comfort food.

honestly you’re just shook that the man knows how to cook, and is quite good at it. an unexpected talent that makes you go “damn he’s the one, lads.”

as he works his magic, you’d help him around here and there, bringing this and chopping that. but for the most part, you’d just be his distraction and annoy him.

he will also annoy you back tbh.

playful digs and shade will be thrown… among other things being thrown…

yeah… cleaning up the kitchen is going to be a pain after this…

but he wouldn’t have it any other way—neither would you, for that matter.

you’re either gonna make something very delicious or nothing’s getting done, there’s no in between. you set the tone for this day dkfjd

if you want a chance in hell to actually get to eat something at the end, your best plan is to just wrap your arms around him and rest your chin on his shoulder. you’d pepper his skin with kisses while he tries his best to not be distracted from the task at hand (and maybe not slice his hand open with a knife).

oh well, what’s a little collateral damage here and there?

he’s here.

he’s yours, at least for now.

and you will take advantage of this.

who breaks out the first aid kit when the other gets a paper cut?

paternal cell.

paternal cell.

paternal cell.

we know childe do be a family man tho.

like let’s be honest, this man is a family man.

he loves his siblings and he loves his family. he has a very honest protective streak over his family and proclaimed loved ones. he hates seeing them hurt or unhappy so he will do anything to avoid such a situation.

if it does happen, he will do his damndest to remedy it.

so if he sees you getting hurt, even if it was simply just a paper cut, you best believe it’s protective ajax time and he’s pulling out the first aid kit.

bandaids, antiseptic, anti-inflammatory lotion, you name it. you tell him you don’t actually need half of these items and he shushes you before fussing over you.

he is making sure whatever ailment you have will heal up nicely and quickly.

he doesn’t want to see ur hurt :( and he rlly hopes u heal as fast as possible. you being hurt hurts him tenfold.

but not to worry, if he gets hurts? you’re also there very very quickly. you will rush to his side and you will fret over him, and his heart will fall all over for you once more, because you care about him and honestly it’s a nice feeling.

to be cared for.

maybe he doesn’t mind getting hurt if it means you would give him all of your attention and dote on him.

he just has to make sure you don’t find out he’s been getting injured intentionally because that’s instant banishment to the sofa for at least a few days.

who cuddles up to the other?

i like to imagine childe is a pretty affectionate dude, as in, he’s pretty touchy-feely. there’s also a little bit of possessiveness i think.

a lot of pda with this guy.

he wants to hold you close, he wants to be able to feel you near him.

so regardless of the time and place, he will make it known that you’re his, as he is yours.

it is no different as to when you’re in private. he’d snuggle up to you.

idk he just likes being near you? holding you, touching you, feeling you.

sometimes he can be a little restless in bed. if he doesn’t immediately conk out, he might build up some nighttime anxiety and paranoia. having you sleep soundly besides him makes it a little more bearable. it makes him feel safe and it certainly grounds him.

he finds that he sleeps a lot better and wakes up feeling a little more refreshed when you’re there with him.

of course, you were more than happy to reciprocate and curl up to him, his arms enveloping you.

though he might make a bit of a fuss and whinge, he lowkey highkey likes being in your arms. he won’t admit it, but being the little spoon is nice actually.

childe won’t ask for it or anything, he still wants to save face, but as you cuddle, the two of you would gradually shift until he has his head over your chest and he can hear the rhythmic beating of your heart. calming him.

who falls asleep on who? what is their reaction when the other falls asleep on them?

because of his job as a harbinger (not that you know that), he rarely ever comes home early or during normal human waking hours, so despite your determination you’re usually asleep by the time he slips inside your shared home.

that or by the time childe was comfortably sat next to you, more than happy to cuddle and listen to you ramble on about your day your excitement has already worn off, and in its place, drowsiness.

but it’s ok.

he would smile softly to himself, you asleep in his arms, small smile gracing your own lips, and gently lift up and carry you to your shared bedroom. slowly, carefully, he’d place himself near you without waking you up.

oh well, it can’t be helped. he’s happy enough to be around you, to have someone waiting for him.

but on the off chance you’re still awake while he was asleep, you would definitely take this chance to admire him, quietly watch the gentle rise and fall of his chest.

without that characteristic smug and self-satisfied grin, you’d wager he looked “innocent” you chuckle. but “innocent” and “childe” don’t belong in the same sentence.

stroking his hair, you’d notice how he looked so peaceful, carefree, even, when he’s asleep, and you long for the time when he’d look such a way when he was awake

you’d gently kiss his forehead, unable to bring yourself to break his peaceful repose to bring him to bed. instead, you wrapped a blanket you nabbed from childe’s bedroom around his shoulders and settle in his arms, happy to be near the man you love.

the next day, the both of you may wake up with terribly stiff necks rip

who likes to be held and who likes to hold?

i feel as if this is a shared sentiment. you both hold each one another an equal amount. ^u^

he’s used to being the older brother, the protector to his younger siblings, and he doesn’t oppose to having that role.

so in true childe fashion, he’d tease you for being all cuddly and insatiably hungry for his affection, but coddles you all the same (because he just loves the thought of, and being, held close).

you on the other hand love being adored by the object of your affection, paying no mind to his quips (ok maybe paying a little mind, as you huff and playfully hit him for being mean).

it’s ok though. he makes it up through his actions. and being paid attention to, cared for, adored and cherished by childe? you revel in it.

when you take him in your arms, he feels immensely happy and relieved.

to know that you care for him, that you’re looking out for him and that you love him—it brings forth a part of him he has long believed to have locked away and discarded.

a part of him that would’ve been considered weak, a part of him that wishes to be vulnerable, protected, and loved.

he figures that when it’s with you, it’s alright. he embraces it all the same because he trusts you.

you’re both smitten and you think to yourself that it’s alright his way.

because you have his heart, and he has yours.

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being best friends with the genshin impact boys. (1)

➳ genres: non-romantic, gender-neutral, fluff

➳ characters: kaeya, diluc, tartaglia, zhongli

➳ warnings: mild cursing for kaeya

➳ notes: happy (almost) new year. since this game came out, i’ve been playing non-stop. i really love the husbando gang and finally caved into writing something. please keep in mind that this is only the four tall boys in the game, i’ll do the others another time when i’m in the mood~

『kaeya』

as the calvary captain, he doesn’t have much time to hang out, but when he does, you bet it’s going to be spent at angel’s share getting tipsy. although he comes off as flirtatious around others, the tired kaeya you spend more of your time with is a genuinely chill guy just looking to chat with someone. there are rare instances during the day that you bump into a sober version of this man, in which he likes to pay you back his affections. though, by “affections”, he really means “clowning you until his heart’s content.” yelp when he grabs you by the shoulders out of nowhere? clowned. get hit in the face by a random slime? clowned. he’ll only let you live if you're badly injured and he needs to patch you up, or if he’s drunk as fuck.

『diluc』

he's a man that needs a clear routine, therefore your time with him is structured and limited. once a week, he cancels all his plans to do anything you want, even if it means apprehending hilichurls to look under their masks. though he fights a lot of enemies normally, he prefers a relaxing adventure around teyvat on his off days. his favourite activities are solving puzzles in ruins and collecting ingredients for a homemade dinner. your bonding day can also be extended if you choose to spend the night at the winery. after a nice meal with fresh greens you both picked up earlier, a drowsy diluc may share a more vulnerable side of himself. you can only catch him again during the week on his shift at the tavern. decide to pay him a visit? get ready for a pile of odd jobs that'll keep you there until closing.

『tartaglia』

yet another workaholic. unlike kaeya or diluc, he has absolutely no control over when he can hang out with you. or, so he says. some of your commissions are often suspiciously placed near locations he specified he would be working, and pretty much every time he’ll show up to assist you. after eliminating whatever enemies you were assigned, childe suddenly comes at you full swing. he loves sparring, even if you’re clearly tired and need a break. you’re only afforded that luxury if he catches you in the city. around other people, he can’t exactly aim arrows all willy-nilly, y’know? instead, he likes to buy you local snacks or souvenirs while complaining about his fellow harbingers. on a couple occasions, he has attempted to get you to join the fatui. in his ideal world, the two of you would work side by side as a powerful tag team everyone on the battlefield fears.

『zhongli』

as your certified grandpa friend, he’s almost always free and sharing stories of the old days with you. no matter how smart you think you are in a certain craft, zhongli will know more. however, he likes to let you explore, rather than stuff your brain with his perspective. did you discover a way to pick the highest quality jade? even if you’re way off the mark, he’ll take you to shitou’s store to try it out. the ideas of the new generation truly interest him, and he can't help but allow you to attempt ridiculous antics for a chuckle. if there's nothing urgent from the funeral parlor, he will join you on your daily commissions. this is the only time he will not permit fooling around. your life could be on the line depending on the tricks you pull, and he will give you a stern scolding if you lose focus at any moment during battle. he really is... an old man...

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Genshin Impact Fanfic Rec List

(because this is my most current obsession~~)

The Narwhal of Dihua Marsh by GreyLiliy

Childe hears of a strong Adeptus living at the Wangshu Inn. Despite warnings from Zhongli that fighting Xiao would be a deathly mistake, Childe seeks out the Adeptus living in the Dihua Marsh eager for a proper fight.

However, Childe severely underestimates his opponent, and the consequences of his actions may keep him from returning home to Snezhnaya.

Ships: Zhongli/Childe

Notes: This fic is interesting primarily because it's not necessarily what you would call an easy story to read. The content can surprisingly get quite heavy as the relationship between Childe and Zhongli isn't healthy and it becomes increasingly obvious as the story progresses. You swing between wanting to separate the two and also desperately wishing that they'll work out because there is something there. The story snowballs from what seems like an innocuous, if stupid and rash, decision on Childe's part to a complicated mess that you can’t help but be enthralled in. I went in expecting your typical romance and ended up in something that was more complex than I expected but also beautifully thought provoking.

Entirely Out of Spite by Bgtea

"Welcome to a new user experience! You have triggered this interface with the keywords, ‘Stupid game! Stupid devs! I want my f*****g money back!’ You are now bound to the character Tartaglia, the Eleventh Harbinger of the Fatui, codename: Childe! We hope you have an enjoyable user experience and we welcome you once again to Genshin Impact 2.0!”

Those are some of the first words Ajax, starving college student extraordinaire, has the misfortune of hearing upon waking up in a brave new world from what he's fairly sure is a very, very fatal accident involving water and a shit ton of electricity.

Okay, so he's not dead. That's good. But what's this about him being stuck playing the character Tartaglia? Tartaglia, as in the shitty, one-dimensional, cartoonish villain who met his untimely, gruesome death in the first act of the original game?

Fuck that noise. Like hell Ajax is going to share that fate.

And so begins one man's journey to unfuck himself.

Ships: Zhongli/Childe

Notes: Whenever this updates, I squeal. If you’re a fan of The Scum Villain's Self-Saving System or just transmigration/reincarnation plots in general, you’re going to love it. Bgtea does a beautiful job in balancing humor with the trauma that comes with the whole reincarnation plotline. The whole of it is beautiful written and watching Childe/Ajax interact with the other characters (and the perspective of those characters) is a delight! 

the sister by glassdrachma

The tragic and unexpected death of Zhongli-xiansheng of the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor occurred to the sorrow of many and the deep skepticism of a few.

Ships: Zhongli/Childe

Notes: glassdrachma has a gift for humor and romance. In short, Zhongli fakes his death for plot reasons and comes back as Jianlao, the bereaved twin sister. Shenanigans ensue, featuring overprotective Liyue-ians (?), chaotic gremlin Venti, and Kexing. Very light hearted, good for the soul.

The White Cicada Society by clementinesgulag

After his little brother is bundled back to Snezhnaya, Childe makes good on his promise to the traveller and takes the first boat out of Liyue Harbor. Any sense of homecoming lasts about as long as an uncooked steak in front of Xiangling, however, when his boat sinks, grounding him back in the mainland.

It's just as well, because the next morning, a body is found in the Northland Bank. A visit from a fellow Harbinger reveals a far more insidious plot than anything Childe could concoct with a god of the vortex and twenty minutes without supervision. The murders aren’t limited to the one Bank. They’ve been trailing down the Liyue border, getting closer and closer to the city. The Tsaritsa has a new mission for him: to figure out who, or what is targeting Fatui forces.

Against his best wishes, Childe is forced to see Zhongli again at the morgue. It becomes clear that he’s going to need a guide, and Childe resolves to quash his pride, and their differences to request his help to navigate Liyue and solve the case.

Ships: Zhongli/Childe

Notes: A diamond in the rough that I slept on and then stumbled back to by accident. I had it marked for later on AO3 and forgot about it for like a good week to my utter self-disgust. It. Is. So. Damn. Good! The mystery is intriguing but I live for the realistic portrayal of the aftermath of the whole gnosis plotline. The betrayal, the bitterness, but ah, the sexual tension. The harbinger interactions in this fic make it gold though.

Lungs full of Roses by SecretlyACatLady

Childe had always assumed that he would die young. He had accepted that a long time ago, ever since he accepted the mantle of a Fatui Harbinger. However, he always thought that he would die in a glorious fight, his body broken but spirit relishing the strong opponent that had bested him. He was okay with that type of death.

Unfortunately, it seemed like Fate had decided to add one last insult to injury, because, here Childe was, dying because he had fallen in love with the ex-Geo Archon. The same Archon who seemed to have discarded him like an old toy ever since the Osial Incident. --- In which divine beings are cruel and a cursed Childe starts preparing for his inevitable death because no Archon could ever love a mortal.

…Right?

Ships: Zhongli/Childe

Notes: The fic that started it all for me, the one that sucked me into the fandom. This fic is heartbreaking. We always do love a hanahaki plotline but something about the way it frames the disease and the shame that comes with it...I highly recommend giving it a read. The angst is real I tell you.

The Bride of The Golden Dragon by Erika_Bee

“You’re to be sent on a special mission, Tartaglia.”

The young man’s eyes gleamed in interest. “How special?” He asked as he wiped the blood off his daggers.

His superior grinned. “Special enough to put your name in Snezhnaya’s history books.”

—

In which the Archon War ravaged the land of Liyue and to ensure the people’s survival, the God of Geo established the Harvester Contract: One bride per village, every year, in exchange for protection and a good harvest.

Or: Childe is sent on an undercover mission to kill the Geo Archon, but things don’t go as planned.

Ships: Zhongli/Childe

Notes: Don’t let the title scare you off--this isn’t one of those fics where they feminize one of the male characters and reduce their personality to a mindless submissive bobblehead to the point that I want to throw my laptop out of the window. Not that there’s anything wrong if you like that kind of thing, just not my cup of tea. This fic though---READ IT! There’s just something refreshing about the writing and the plot, the way that Childe’s character reads off the page. I live for the interactions between the characters and how the author has mapped the relationships. Warning that recent chapters have swerved decided into NSFW territory though.

the brothers grim by izabellwit

Left in an unfamiliar land with a mission he never wanted, a young Kaeya lies, survives, and somehow finds a family in the process.

Or: How Kaeya came to Dawn Winery, and why he left it. Includes lore, sibling bickering, found family struggles, and a more in-depth look at the years between Kaeya’s arrival and Crepus’s death.

Ships: N/A

Notes: Ahh, little Kaeya. Cheeky ass little shit that’s too angsty and adorable for his own good. I don’t have words for this fic. It makes my heart warm but also makes me want to weep because god, this fic covers exactly how traumatic Kaeya’s situation is and why child soldiers/spies just shouldn’t be. And the dynamic he has with Diluc and Crepus--do me a favor and read it. Screams found family.

the wind through the mountain tops by glassdrachma

Boredom brings Barbatos of Mondstadt to bother a certain ex-Archon of the Earth.

Ships: Zhongli/Childe

Notes: A light-hearted, humorous and fluffy as hell piece. Short word is that Venti comes to Liyue for some fun, causes chaos, accidentally plays matchmaker, and steals some vegetables. A get-together fic for Childe and Zhongli that includes a surprisingly self-aware (if blunt and snarky) Zhongli and jealous Childe that gets increasingly flustered.

melt (speak or forever hold your peace) by anatakana

Falling into bed with Diluc was an unbelievably bad idea given their tumultuous shared history, but Kaeya’s impulsive urge to amuse himself knew no bounds.

It’s all fun and games until emotions got involved.

Ships: Diluc/Kaeya

Notes: THIS IS NSFW. With plot though? This is THE FIC that got me shipping the two (though the game did a good job on its own). The angst is real here and we love the sheer gal of both of these two stupid men.

Cascading (In a good way) by Hubbleablubble

Kaeya is a fascinating annoyance.

(Or: A series of events in which Albedo gets to know Kaeya, and they slowly go from strangers to acquaintances to something more.)

Ships: Albedo/Kaeya

Notes: Sweet fic. Not my typical ship pairing. Loved the Khaenri’ah mentions. Kaeya is Trans FTM here though it’s only briefly mentioned. There is also an incomplete sequel (as of May 2021) featuring an Overprotective Big Brother Diluc on a warpath giving shovel talks to everyone except apparently Albedo that’s also worth reading.

The Language of Flowers by Jules (Penwyn)

Kaeya Alberich has made a habit of lying—after all, the only truths he’s ever spoken cost him everything—but there are only so many lies a man can tell before the truth comes spilling out.

Ships: Diluc/Kaeya

Notes: Hanahaki! Except not! Basically, Kaeya pukes up flowers that say the truth whenever he lies. Cue, angst! Lovely and quick read--love Kaeya’s voice here.

i know i'm where i'm meant to go by paperclips (pastel_paperclips)

"Childe," Zhongli says suddenly. "I am enjoying myself greatly."

Childe’s face breaks into a grin. "Then-"

Zhongli gasps, grabbing his wrist and tugging him over to an unsuspecting peddler with a cart full of rocks. "Is that an intrusive igneous pegmatite formed in the Inazuma regions?"

Childe’s grin smooths into a small, adoring smile. He has all the time in the world to figure the other man out.

OR: Finding the Geo Archon is on Childe's to-do list but hanging out with Zhongli is significantly more fun.

Ships: Zhongli/Childe

Notes: Childe, you idiot. Humorous and funny, very light hearted. Makes you wonder if Childe has an IQ. He’s too busy pining/lovesick to realize that he told his target that he’s going to kill him for his gnosis. Zhongli and Liyue remain confused on how Childe still DOES NOT get it but half-ass hiding his Archon status anyway.

the bird without wings by Anonymous

"Kaeya!" someone yells. Small arms wrap around his waist tightly, red hair spilling out of the ponytail, and Kaeya's heart almost stops.

He's talked his way out of all types of situations. From placating international disputes to buttering up his informants, he's always had a quick response to everything.

But for once, Kaeya is speechless. He stares down at the boy with puffy cheeks, slightly crooked teeth and sparkling bright eyes.

Eight year old Diluc beams back.

Ships: Diluc/Kaeya

Notes: Diluc gets de-aged and Kaeya gets angsty. The interactions between the two are heartwarming and will induce tears. Childe makes a brief appearence that *chef’s kiss*

call me "lover boy" by Anonymous

Zhongli turns back, eyes bright with amusement, a stray lilypad still stuck in his hair, and Childe thinks, wow. I want to kiss him stupid.

Childe's not into the whole "swooning maiden patiently waiting for his beloved to swoop down and smooch the daylights out of him" thing. Nah, that's not his style. He's Tartaglia, eleventh of the Fatui harbingers, and he's going to kiss Zhongli right now.

Ships: Zhongli/Childe

Notes: FUNNY AS HELL. Childe is straight up just trying to plant one on Zhongli but fate and people just keep interfering. It’s a weird trope aversion where the character is actively trying to confess rather than avoiding it but life gets in the way. 

springtime in snezh-nya-ya by miaomaomei

Tartaglia’s body moves before he can even think about it. He arches his back and flattens his ears against his head, baring his teeth in a hiss. Considering he barely even reaches Scaramouche's knees — Scaramouche, of all people! The guy is practically the size of a fourteen-year-old — he doubts that he is cutting as imposing a figure as he hopes.

It isn't a surprise, though. No one could become a Fatui Harbinger if they were scared of a little cat.

OR

Tartaglia is turned into a cat and he goes to Zhongli for help. It goes about as well as expected.

Ships: Zhongli/Childe

Notes: TOO ADORABLE FOR WORDS. This is just pure fluff I swear. Love how Childe is written and the interactions between the two are just ahhhh. A balm on the soul.

Melt by tanktrilby

“My name is Diluc,” he says. A scowl naturally furrows his brow, and Kaeya looks like he wants to laugh.

He’s looking at him through his lashes again, blue eyes teasing and warm. “Diluc,” he says. “A knight in overalls isn’t quite where I thought my preferences would lie, but here we are.”

(or: Kaeya loses his memories and makes some assumptions. Diluc can't honestly tell him that he's wrong.)

Ships: Diluc/Kaeya

Notes: As the summary says, Kaeya loses his memories. Diluc plays babysitter for plot reasons. Meanwhile, Kaeya freaks out and has an essential crisis because his instincts freak him out which = angst. Simultaneously, sort of love confessions? 

you are cordially invited by ktenologious

When the Traveler receives a mysterious invitation from a Snezhnayan businessman, they seek out help from the only Snezhnayan they are on good terms with. They decide it is a wonderful idea to go to this business party in the middle of the ocean because, well, what could be better entertainment than watching a Fatui Harbinger at work? It is too bad Childe couldn't come with them...

Meanwhile, the Tsaritsa needs someone to track down the source of a brand new drug at a party on a cruise; it just so happens that she has two Harbingers who specialize in causing chaos and sinking ships. Scaramouche is a sadist and loves this, and Tartaglia... Well, Tartaglia just wants to know why is he the one in the dress again.

Ships: Zhongli/Childe, sort of Diluc/Kaeya & Scaramouche/Childe

Notes: Features a crossdressing Childe and Kaeya for plot reasons. Funny as hell. Love Fatui dynamics/interactions. Highly recommend. Go read it. I’m serious. It’s so beautiful, I can’t. Also Zhongli is so love-sick and jealous, it’s hilarious.

The Road to Snezhnaya by paranoid_fridge

Everything's done and over. Now, Zhongli only needs to adjust to living like an ordinary mortal. Or that is what he thinks until a familiar face shows up in Liyue. Teucer comes looking for his brother who failed to return to Snezhnaya on the Fatui ships. And as Childe's declared "friend", Zhongli must help Teucer find him.

Or: Teucer drags Zhongli on a cross-country goose chase looking for Childe. Zhongli just happens to find a bit more along the way.

Ships: Zhongli/Childe

Notes: I have no words for this fic outside of the fact that it is clear that Teucer has the only functioning brain and should be Best Man because he obviously did all the work here. Features an oblivious Childe and overprotective Zhongli, plus bystander Kaeya that is getting allll of the gossip. And also the most destructive group of children ever.

basket of knives by oronine

“I just want to be loved,” Childe says to himself, to whoever is listening. “Is that too much to ask?”

They are on the roof once more, this time Childe’s foot touches the edge of the building as he daydreams of something that cannot be. The sky is blank and cloudy and perhaps Lumine fears it’ll all end when he takes a step.

“Not at all,” she says. It’s still the truth.

Contrary to popular belief, Childe hates his family but loves them all the same.

Ships: Zhongli/Childe

Notes: TW for suicidal ideation, suicide attempt, self-harm, depression, etc. Not a light read by any definition. Set in a modern AU, not in the genshin impact universe. Features a Childe that is Not Okay, good friend but also probably traumatized friend Lumine (and her brother Aether), and Zhongli. Family dynamic is messed up as hell and explores mental health quite well in my opinion. I’m not sure how healthy necessarily Childe’s relationships are but I think that’s a given considering the context and how derailed his mental health is in this fic. Definitely angst as heavy, made me tear up quite a bit. Read, but pay attention to the content/trigger warnings as it does get quite explicit.

Bane of All Evil by tzitzimeme

When Chongyun unintentionally offends Liyue's second most powerful adepti, he vows to mend the thorny relationship between Adeptus Xiao and human exorcists-- even though no one has succeeded in currying Xiao's favor for over a thousand years.

His best friend Xingqiu offers to come alone, mainly because he's worried about what kind of trouble Chongyun will run into. Along the way, they receive help from others: Xiangling packs them meals for their journeys, while Zhongli gives them advice on what demons to track.

Childe is just there because he thinks the whole thing is hilarious.

Ships: Chongyun/Xinqiu

Notes: JFKLFJS I LOVE THIS. I love Chongyun’s characterization and the interaction between all the characters. The dynamic between Chongyun, Xingqiu, and Xiangling are to die for. Also, this line: “Stuck-up Persnickety Bastard.” Random note but Xiao throws Chongyun off a balcony yet is also 100% a softie.

Talks about Nothing by tzitzimeme

In which Zhongli unlocks the Memory of Dust, only to find out:

1. Guizhong is 100% alive (just disembodied) within it, 2. Guizhong has been watching over him this whole time, and 3. Guizhong is very excited by the prospect of Zhongli getting a cute Snezhnayan boyfriend.

Ships: Zhongli/Childe, Venti/Xiao

Notes: The pure judgment that Guizhong unleashes on Zhongli (as well as her sass in general) is pure comedic gold. The dynamic between Xiao and Venti are also adorable. Meanwhile, Childe misunderstands and also just wants to know what the fuck is going on.

xi wangmu by tzitzimeme

Xiangling scales entire mountains to satisfy the palettes of her two pickiest customers.

(Or, two men who are emotionally stunted by their own immortality inadvertantly turn an overly enthusiastic chef into their messenger pigeon.)

Ships: Zhongli/Xiao (?)

Notes: Not sure if it reads romantic exactly, can definitely be read as platonic. The fic boils down to Xiangling trying to expose Xiao to variety because just eating plain almond tofu is a no no. Zhongli gives advice/uses Xiangling as a messenger pigeon. Backstory is explored!

Falling (Fallen) by asinglecrow

It’s only when Childe finds himself in front of Zhongli, a spear protruding from his stomach, that he thinks oh I might have fucked up.

Or: The worst (best) day of Childe's life.

Ships: Zhongli/Childe

Notes: Funny and lighthearted! Gets sort of NSFW with passing mention of mpreg but otherwise, it’s just pure humor/fluff. Get-together fic featuring deadpan dragon Zhongli and Childe that is just done with everything. 

the louvre by morisuke

Here in Liyue, the air is filled with the ocean, and the sun shines through the mountains like it’s flowing through a crack in the sky. Here in Liyue, there is a man with no wallet at a vending machine that is going to waste the rest of his day showing a stranger around their school campus for a pocket sized can of iced coffee.

It’s interesting here in Liyue, Childe thinks.

or

Where Childe flirts with a stranger at a campus vending machine.

Ships: Zhongli/Childe

Notes: Set in a modern/college AU. This is a relatively quiet, soft kind of story. Childe comes to Liyue because reasons and falls in love quietly. It’s more of a snippet of life type of fic that’s sweet and peaceful. Love the change that comes over Childe as he finds a home.

#genshin impact #genshin impact fanfic rec #fanfic rec #rec list #zhongli/childe #childe/zhongli #tartali #diluc/kaeya #luckae #fanfiction #i have very obvious ships i know #not all my recs but a couple of my favorites