#letter from ajax

[lapisdeiii]

Hello, dear Juni!:3 Happy winter beginning for you and thank you for your wonderful event! Can I please take part as well? (๑• . •๑) You can choose Diluc or Childe which one is more interesting to you. I wish I could receive a letter about winter theatre with kids (we always have these on Christmas, it's really magical) and friends usually call me Snow or Snowflake because of my hair. Wishing Merry Christmas to you (/◕ヮ◕)/💝💖💝

hii snow!! thank you so much for requesting. i feel like childe would fit this one because of the winter theatre also becaus eof how fond he is of children!

𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒔𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒇𝒍𝒂𝒌𝒆,

i'm writing to you from snezhnaya, the tsaritsa has called us harbingers back for a very important meeting. i hope you are doing well Ангел* , it's been getting colder these past few days. but the cold brings along the holidays. i wish i could spend my holiday with you Ангел, and teucer has been asking about you. well my family has been asking about you as a whole.

i've been excited to take teucer to a show tomorrow, winter theatre. it has been a tradition in snezhnaya for a long time now. he hasn't been to one in awhile because our family has always been too busy to take him.

i if anyone is bothering you snowflake, tell me when you write back to me. your safety is important so that i don't act out again like last time. seriously, that pest didn't know when to leave you alone.

i really do miss you, even if it has only been a few days since i last saw your cute face. snezhnaya has always been cold, but i feel like around you, it gets warmer. i'm not always good with romantic words, but for you it always seems to flow out. perhaps i will see you again when i'm allowed to leave my nation. only you have the privilege to call me by name.

𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆, 𝒂𝒋𝒂𝒙

#letter from ajax #✪juni writes #yandere childe #yandere genshin impact #box still open #love letter event #yandere genshin #@cocoaevening #yandere tartaglia #yandere ajax

[dkniade]

Instruments and Symbolisms in “Letter From Ajax” (Childe’s Demo Theme)

Let’s see…

The piano motif at the start is the same as the one in the battle theme of Dragonspine, a snowy region

Pianos are used to bring up the imagery of ice, like in “Symphony of Boreal Wind” (Andrius phase two boss theme)

Fitting, as Snezhnaya is also a snowy region

A faint acoustic guitar sounds for a short moment, in a charming way

I could be wrong, but is the guitar in an European or Italian style? The Harbingers are based off of the Commedia dell'Arte stock characters of Italian opera

The steady rhythm of the electric guitar is reminiscent of boots stomping in snow

The lead guitar that comes is highly distorted too, which sounds like electricity

The cymbal crashes sound like splashes of water

The chorus at back sounds religious, yet in a sort of “light deathliness” with a “liturgical religious vibe” (as MarcoMeatball describes in his reaction to Childe’s three boss themes, specifically “Wrath of Monoceros Caeli”. It’s a wonderful analysis, by the way. Please check it out!) This religious feeling relates to the Tsaritsa

Cymbal crashes come in again along with the distorted electric guitar

The end has a dizi and the piano motif again, symbolizing Liyue and Snezhnaya

Okay, so together we’ve got

piano, faint acoustic guitar, rhythm electric guitar, lead electric guitar, crash cymbals, chorus, dizi

Which should stand for

ice/Snezhnaya, Harbingers’ origins of Commedia dell’Arte, boots stomping in snow, Electro Delusion, Hydro Vision, Tsaritsa, Liyue

Wonderful. I’ve never quite made the connection between how instruments can be used to symbolize different elements until this game’s character demos.

#dusk analysis #letter from Ajax #Childe #Tartaglia #Genshin impact #motifs #music analysis #Genshin analysis

[gxrefriend]

girl what did they do why does my dash look like this now

#letter from ajax

[anonbinaryweirdo]

Write y/n x childe! I want to eat him vore style. Y/Nx Childe, Vore!

-🎭

MUTUALS LOOK AWAY FROM THIS 😭😭😭😭😭😭

Childe's eyes are blown with nothing but love for you as he looks up at you, from where he's kneeled on the ground. he swallows, blue eyes following your every movement.

you cup his face, looking at him with eyes that he never fails to get lost in. "ajax.." you whisper, "are you sure you're okay with this?"

he lets out a shaky, almost inaudible breath. he was nervous. but he trusted you. "yes," he breathes. "I'm ready."

you nod slowly, and Childe stands. he closes his eyes with a smile as you open your mouth. he carefully climbs inside, not wanting to cause any damage to your throat, or you, in general.

you gag a little once his arm reaches down, but that's okay. this was for the best.

at least, you hoped so.

you gulp as you feel him climbing down your throat. he was in your rib cage, now. it felt so warm, so... so right.

he turned his head, and saw the beating of your heart. he didn't want to touch it, but his hand reached forward anyway, and the tips of his gloved fingers caressed each vein and lump. it was beautiful. and all his.

he snapped out of his trance once he felt your stomach gurgle, and started descending further down in your body. then, he was met with the pit of his stomach. it was even warmer...

you sat there, with a belly full, and in content. you felt something poking your stomach from the inside, and you peaked open an eye, seeing a small bulge in your tummy. it's where Childe's head lay.

"are you alright?" you ask, which sends vibrations down to where he rested. he pat your stomach twice, and you smiled upon seeing the bulges. "good.."

"I'll keep you safe in here," you swore, rubbing your swollen stomach. "I promise."

and you get a bulge in response, as he pressed his hand against your stomach. you smile, placing your hand on top of his.

"I know.."

IM FUCKINF CRYING HOLY SHIT

#📬 letter received ! #from: 🎭 anon #🖋 oli writes stuff #childe x reader #tartaglia x reader #ajax x reader #genshin angst #genshin impact x reader angst #genshin impact angst #childe angst #YESS IM TAGGING THIS😭

[of-solitude-past-and-present]

A letter, from your beloved.

Yandere!Childe x GN!reader

Context: Reader is a minor member of the Fatui stationed in Liyue in the Northland Bank. Childe is in Inazuma for the Labyrinth Warriors event. Childe and Reader are in an established, forced relationship.

warnings: threats towards loved ones, general yandere themes.

My dearest comrade, It’s been too long since we’ve last seen each other. I hope your days haven’t been too exciting without me! You should miss me just as much as I miss you. I have been quite busy myself. There’s this amazing domain with a never-ending supply of  foes! It’s quite a problem in Inazuma, one that I’m very glad to help solve, for now. Don’t worry, though. None of this excitement can quite compare to you. I’ve also bumped into the Traveler and a new companion of theirs, someone by the name of Xinyan. She’s from Liyue too, have you met her? Though meeting such people and fighting alongside them can be so much fun, I’m afraid I cannot forget my main goal. There have been no signs of the Balladeer yet. I’ve talked enough about what I’m doing for now. What about you? I’m sure you aren’t planning anything, right? It must be so boring, being placed on guard duty day after day. But soon you won’t have to worry about that. What are your thoughts on Inazuma? I’m sure you’d love to see it. It won’t be long until you can come see all these places I’ve been seeing, right at my side. Where you belong. I’ve never left you alone for this long before. I’m sure you’ve been patiently waiting for my return. You’d never try to leave me, right? We both care so much for your family. Soon they’ll be our family. It would be such a shame if something happened to them before they could attend our wedding. As long as we’re together, I can make sure they get all the support they need. You don’t need anyone else but me. I’ll see you soon. With love, Ajax

#childe #tartaglia #ajax #yandere childe x reader #yandere tartaglia x reader #yandere tartaglia #yandere childe #genshin impact #childe x reader #tartaglia x reader #yandere letter #yandere #writing from the pov of the yandere is surprisingly difficult…

[salsflore]

everytime i look at this i feel like i get stabbed in the heart. btw love seeing fanart of the two theyre like bffs forever to me

#the letter to? from? his family thats mentioned in the archon quest... the whole toy salesman shtick MY GOD #i am so in love with him that i actually despise him with my whole chest #he loves his family. and i love him too #want him to introduce me to them as his wife. or whatever..... idc.... #💭 #mika ♡ ajax

[soshocking]

A late b-day pic for childe heh

#letter from ajex #hbd childe #childe fanart #tartaglia #genshin ajax #genshin fanart #genshin impact #kukipoop

[4giorno]

hoyo pls expedite tighnaris themes addition to spotify i need it

#ITS SO BEAUTIFUL 😭😭😭😭😭😭 #i have to rely on yt covers 💔💔💔💔 #not exaggerating ots amo g my fave themes next to letter from ajax; devotion of the keeper #and ayatos and heizous themes whose names i cant remember rn hdjgkdjdjfjfjfk #i do love qilins prance as well..... well anyway lmao letter from ajax is my unbeatable fave #and naris theme is among those 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰 #also im obsessed with tighnaris hair like the way it flows in the wind in the demo bc the animation #has gotten so much better over time its just so enchanting........ #im down bad LMAO tomorrow im just gonna stare at his model for 2 hours after getting him 💀

[taraxacum-vulpes]

<- thinking about how right he is about the characterization of blorbo

#giggles #i listened to letter from ajax again #and thought of the song analysis i did 3 years ago #and I'm still right #i'm so right ab him

[three-bunnies-in-a-trenchcoat]

Okay that lined up really well

#riptide (childe fansong) and then letter from ajax (actual childe song) #mb's two am rambling

[the-travelling-witch]

You always hang out with your friends these days... Do I need to be worried? :T

I mean, it's not like you can't wear my hoodies, it's just... you look so cute in them, it's distracting me...

As many as I want? Really? No take-backs!! Thennnn... *strips out of the sweater and puts you in it* There! Now, I want you to cuddle and kiss me until I get sick of it~ ;)

- Ajax 🐳

nooo!! don’t be!! it wasn’t mei or rebby either this time, if that helps soothe your worries <3

distracting? distracting how? i don’t see what about me wearing your clothes could be distracting you of all people ^^

i feel like that’s a trick request, darling, can you even get sick of this?

getting me to kiss you after you just took of your sweater… what is it you’re planning here?~

#coffee & tea break #my regulars ♡ #letter from: my dearest ajax 🐳 ♛ #trying to tempt me? #is that it?

[dkniade]

Starting from around 0:32 in “Never-Ending Performance” (Childe’s phase 1 boss theme) there’s a faint leitmotif in strings that’s also heard in the main melody of “Shadows Amidst Snowstorms” (2.3 trailer OST) around 2:42 (where Cryo Albedo starts attacking everyone). Since Dragonspine’s battle theme “All-Conquering Tide” (Dragonspine battle theme) also features a similar motif as the one in “Letters From Ajax” (Childe Demo theme), maybe this leitmotif is also connected?

It makes sense since Dragonspine and Snezhnaya are both snowy regions, but it’s kind of strange that it shows up in Childe’s themes specifically

#well. something about bloodshed looking good on snow? #dusk rambles #Dragonspine #Childe #never ending performance #all conquering tide #letters from Ajax #Genshin impact #blood mention

[gxrefriend]

no offense but who is buying tumblr merch

#full offense lowkey #letter from ajax

[leeflms]

𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐃𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒

minors DNI.

warnings: NSFW, FEM reader, Unprotected sex, Creampie, Praise kink

NSFW UNDER THE CUT

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Childe who loves to spoil you to death with gifts. Because of his status as a Harbinger, he's often gone for quite a long time, probably off to another nation. That's why he sends you gifts and letters.

Childe who loves teasing you in public. And by teasing, that means hand grazing over your thigh and whispering naughty things to your ear. He just can't help it, not when you look so cute with a flustered expression as he tells you how he plans on fucking you later.

Childe who's extremely possessive of you and gets easily jealous. One time he saw you talking to one of his subordinates, laughing and getting touchy with them. The Harbinger approached the two of you, sneaking a hand around your waist and pulling you close to him. He gives his subordinates a small smile, probably a sign for them to kindly fuck off and go away.

Childe who loves it whenever you say his name. Whether it be 'Ajax', 'Childe', or 'Tartaglia', as long as it's you calling his name, he'll start smiling widely.

He loves it even more when you're whimpering and moaning out his name while he fucks you senseless. Oh, he's so mean for pounding into your tight cunt, hips moving at a fast pace as he tries to chase his climax, turning you into a sobbing mess, all the while he whispers sweet nothings to you.

"Yeah.. That's it.. F-Fuckk, my pretty girl is taking me so well.."

Childe who promised he'd be gentle but ends up putting you in a mating press, your legs pressed to your chest, his cock was repeatedly hitting your sweet spot and you could feel you were about to cum.

Childe who gets so needy and whiny when he's about to cum. He starts fucking you hard, leaning to you and nuzzling his face into your neck. "Holy shit— Fuck— Please," He breathed out. Childe doesn't even have any idea what he's saying anymore, he's too fucked out to think properly.

"Please, baby— Please.. let me cum inside you…" He begged.

Childe who has so much stamina, he doesn't just stop at 1 round. You don't know how many times you've come, you're all messed up, there's cum seeping out of your wet pussy. Before you even know it, Childe pushes back in his already hard cock, earning a loud moan from you.

"Just one more, yeah? You're doing so good for me.." Childe cooed, planting a kiss on your forehead as he started to thrust into you slowly. He's said that ten times now. 'One more round' would always end up with him cumming inside you for the 9th time now.

#leeflms blog #lee's archives #leeflms #genshin impact #genshin smut #genshin imagines #genshin x reader #genshin impact smut #genshin impact x reader #childe #childe smut #childe x reader #genshin impact childe #tartaglia #tartaglia smut #childe tartagalia #ajax #ajax smut #childe ajax tartaglia #ajax genshin impact #smut #female reader

[whalesforhands]

the flowers that bloom without you (tartaglia x reader)

warnings: I LOVE CHILDE SO MUCH, angst, blood and slight gore descriptions, hanahaki au, reader is not traveller, reader is childe’s childhood friend

“Does love truly need words?”

Ajax never really understood what you meant by that. Never really got your cryptic bouts of speech as you stared out the window, blanket tucked over your form as you listened to the bustling of the city, your face looking weary, bags under your eyes dark, skin almost icily cold whenever he would lay a hand upon you to personally check on your condition.

From personal nurses, personal doctors, hells, even researchers that he paid extensively to search for the cause of your illness. Yet, an answer had yet to be found, he’s growing restless with every passing day, anger and irritation swirling in his head with every lower-rank recruit he inevitably beats to a pulp to release stress.

Just what was the source of this stubborn disease?

Your condition would never get better if you had stayed in the cold, unforgiving climates of Morepesok.

You would only seek to worry him whilst he was out on the job, thousands of miles away from you. His family can only do so much by informing him of your worsening, deteriorating self. Your insistent coughs, your shortened breaths, a body that seemed to be growing colder and colder that rivalled the icy winds of the small fishing village that you both grew up in.

Another thing Childe has noticed in the time you spent writing each other, was that you liked to prance around the truth.

You weren’t getting better like you claimed in those letters.

He doesn’t ever wish to come home only to see your tombstone. He could never begin to even fathom the thought. So upon the news in which he had orders to depart to the warmer atmosphere of Liyue, he whisked you away.

(Despite your initial rejections.)

He’s not taking anymore chances. Not when you had insisted that it was nothing, that you’ll be fine, only for it to end with you collapsing to the ground right before him, mouth spewing globs of blood that had caked up and solidified within your throat. He didn’t know whether he was more disgusted to that sight, or of himself for being too patient with you.

Though, you seem to be having quite the improvement to your wellbeing ever since you’ve arrived in the bustling city of Liyue.

“A crush? All of a sudden?” He’s chewing on some sweet potato snacks he had bought for you to come try together, a bag of the aforementioned snack on his lap as he opens his mouth to let you throw another into his mouth for him to catch. The odd, salty sweetness is actually quite addicting.

(And so were the giggles you made whenever he successfully caught one.)

“It’s not all of a sudden!” You’re huffy, defensive, angry and quite frankly, offended as you cross your arms, lightly smacking him as he feigns pain, an overly dramatic yelp and rubbing of his injury following.

“I had it— Since—“ It’s cute how you fight to find the words, puffing your cheeks up, growing determined as you look back up at him. “Since a really long time, okay?! That’s how you know feelings like that are real!”

Always the hopeless romantic. He laughs at you as you continue to blow a fuse, warmth emanating in his chest as he notices the drastic improvements to your health.

You’re looking bright today. Face more coloured, hair even shinier than usual, eyes brighter than they have ever been before. Maybe you were getting better.

A light flick to your forehead as he watches you swipe at his hand with a blush and a smile.

“Why don’t you just confess then?”

You grow silent.

“I… don’t think I could find it in my heart to.” Your tired eyes trail out to the bustling city of Liyue as your demeanor falls back into a calm, eyes blanking out as murmured words are caught on his ears. “Falling in love is so unpredictable…” His fists clench.

He thinks you’re stupid, foolish even, to keep those messy, deep feelings hidden from this secret crush of yours. Those stringent secrets you keep, never telling them. Stupid, stupid, stupid.

You slap your cheeks, as if to snap out of your trance choosing to smile up at him from atop your bed instead. l swear I will find that strength one day!”

You’re so stupid. Yet, he still loves you all the same. You are his dearest childhood friend, after all.

(And that’s all you’ll ever be… Right?)

——

The festival is loud this year. You stare out of your bedroom window, barely able to see the explosion of colour against the starry night sky, obscured by tall buildings and infrastructure.

“Miss Lumine invited me to watch the lantern rite with her today!” His eyes are alight with mirth, his grin excited and just so… Full of life.

Ajax always looked the prettiest when he was happy.

So it’s okay. Whatever is okay as long as he is happy. Anything for him.

You don’t even mind the feeling of the flowers blooming deep within you. The itch in your throat, the fluttering you had to endure in your lungs.

You do it for love. Love so deep-sated and rooted to your very core, it hurts. Love so hard to describe, you sometimes fear that it doesn’t exist until you see him walk into the room, causing the blooming, the feelings literally swirling within your lungs, shortening your breaths as the petals flutter about in your heart.

You’re in love with him. Unbelievably, helplessly so.

You can’t even feel the hot tears dripping onto your hands as lights of the glowing, festive explosions shine through your window, casting you in an almost apologetic glow as you hear the laughter of the common folk outside.

He chose her in the end. You’re not surprised, really. Who would even want to spend their time with the terminally ill? Who would ever want to watch the fireworks from within a glorified hospital room? The scent of iron with an undertone of flowery fragrances, paired with quite frankly, a shitty view?

“Ajax— Would you have time to watch the fireworks with me this year…? Since you have—“

You take in a breath, your hands trembling as they dig into the skin of your thighs, your blanket obscuring them where you laid. “Plans with Miss Lumine.”

Lumine, Lumine, Lumine. The traveller who had stolen his attention away with barely a twitch of her pinky finger, the one who had a natural disposition for battle, a prowess for duels. She who was charming, skilled and everything you weren’t.

It hurts all the more at the thought of what a wonderful person she is. Everything that you could never even hope to be.

You can’t even resent her, for her kindness and willingness to help those who needed it preceded every silver of hatred you built. She was simply… Her. And you could never find it in yourself to hate someone who had as much goodwill as she did.

A contemplative hand is placed under his chin, before that stupidly pretty smile on his face breaks out. “Of course! I’d be stupid to not come spend time with you.” A wink is sent your way as he holds your hand, winding your pinkies together.

You want to cry.

“Love can be so fickle, Ajax.” You’re staring straight into his eyes as that promise manifests from the entanglement of your fingers. Are you… Tearing up?

“For if you get caught in it’s arms,” You’re still smiling as he throws you a look of utter confusion, patting your head as he showers you with attention, unwinding your fingers to bring out a handkerchief to wipe at your tears for you. The bouquet of glaze lilies by your bedside shimmering in the afternoon sunshine.

“You’ll be happy even if you di—“

“There you go being cryptic again,” He’s sighing, absolutely confused as he lightly dabs at your eyes. “You’re going to make me sad, you know?” All this talk about death… He wants to keep you smiling, even if it’s just for a little while.

It doesn’t matter that he broke that silly promise. He’s happy, so you are too. That’s all you could ever hope for.

——

“I’m surprised you picked me.”

“Of course, comrade!” He’s smiling, twirling a lone Glaze Lily in his hand as he regards the traveller, leaned back and elbows rested upon the railing as he looked up at the brilliant sky.

“I’m not one to turn down a good time. Plus,” The flower is held between his fingers as he straightens his back. “I’m here to collect my insider information from my favourite errand girl.” A handsome grin growing on his cheeks as he sees the golden-haired girl stand beside him.

“I want information, comrade.” The chopsticks in his hand are fumbled with, the mechanics of it lost. “On someone precious to me.”

“Hanahaki.” Lumine’s voice is dead serious as her eyes get lost at the sight of the lanterns above. “A terminal illness that stems from love, causing flowers to take root in their lungs.” An ironic disease, taking ‘blooming feelings’ far too literal, utilizing such a pure emotion against the victim. It makes him sick to his stomach.

Good. As expected of the famous, reliable little traveller. More competent than any goon he’s ever had.

He’s growing anxious with her words, though. “And the cure?”

“Surgery. It’s possible for a procedure to be done to remove the roots on the lungs. There’s a surgeon in Inazuma that—“

Then it’s done. That’s all? Then you’ll be cured and won’t be bedridden? He’ll arrange for it at the earlie—

“But,” Lumine’s voice is slightly shaky, her grip on the rails tightening as the feel of the metal digs into her palms. “The feelings of the victim will disappear.” Her golden eyes meet a palpitating, uneasy blue. “Sources cited that… The surgery will remove any and all emotion from them.” He knows what she’s implying.

You’ll never fall in love again.

“I don’t ever want to let them go, Ajax.” Your hand is over your heart as your shy gaze meets his. “It’s so precious to me.” The smile on your face begets the stuttering in his chest, the sweat on his palms.

Beautiful.

No. He— Can’t. The thought of you never able to think of another person romantically… Is sickeningly appealing. No. He can’t do that to you. Not if you’ll be unhappy because of it.

He gulps, as if swallowing the lump stuck in his throat. “Is there no other solution?”

“Reciprocation of their feelings.” Lumine’s straightforward, quick to the point. “True reciprocation.” Requited love.

He grits his teeth. So he has to track down whomever you admire… And make them love you? That’s… Honestly not that hard of a request. You’re… Lovely. The loveliest person he has ever had the honour of knowing.

It’s hard to not fall in love with you. And he…Doesn’t like the feeling, the idea of you being in love with someone else. He never did. And he doesn’t think he ever will if it’s not—

(What is he going on about? This isn’t the time for this!)

“Fine.” It’s spat out in disgust. “Do you have any leads on the bastard?” It’s a last resort, a manifestation of the fact that he would do anything for you.

(Even if he feels the ripping, clawing pain at his heart.)

Lumine looks… Absolutely unimpressed. Hand massaging her temple as she fought the urge to wring the Harbinger’s neck.

——

It’s a rush he never thought he had to face, didn’t want to face. How is he so dense? So stupid?

“So? Who is this crush of yours?” The smile is unsteady, almost forced on his face as he watches your expression switch to one of embarrassed shame, almost choking on the scallion pancake in your mouth as he pulled the fork away from your lips.

“He— He’s…” He’s right before you. Closed eye smile, teasing grin and absolutely, infuriatingly cute.

“You can’t just ask that all of a sudden!” Your hand lifts up in defensive, pure embarrassment, not taking into regard how much the adrenaline of love can give you so much strength.

It ends with you coddling a weeping Ajax’s head in your lap, stroking his hair as he continued to fake the apparent agony you caused him, letting him snuggle himself into your arms and overtake his ‘competition’ vying for you.

Good. It’s good that he was the one filling your mind. He doesn’t like it when that secret admirer of yours is the one that takes over your thoughts. He doesn’t want to admit how warm you make him feel on the inside despite how cold your body is.

He doesn’t want you to want that stupid loser of a person who made you so fluttery, making you akin to a blushing schoolgirl whenever he brings that crush of yours up.

Was it stupid of him to not have noticed that he was in love with you all this time? How long had he been tying himself back? How much longer does he have to give to you?

How long did he make you suffer?

Time has been cruel to him, to you.

——

You’re smiling. Why are you still smiling? Aren’t you in pain? Aren’t you scared that you’re going to die? Why are you spending your last moments like this?

He hears it, barely even breathed out from your choked throat.

“Ajax…” You coughing fits are acting up again.

“If- If in another lifetime…” It’s getting worse, your breaths are hacked, blood spilling from your lips with every syllable forced out. “If you could ever learn-“ A multitude of bloodied petals bloom within your throat, suffocating your words, a final attempt to save you the heartbreak you knew all too well. “To love me-“

He calls for the doctor, turning away to grab their attention before your fingers weakly tug at his sleeve.

Your face is aghast with the pain, your mouth stained with blood, crimson petals discharge from within you, stalks entwining and curling itself around your heart, a final comfort and a warning of your last moments.

“Would you please have me?”

Realization strikes, the feeling finally settling down in his stomach in an odd satisfaction, the dull throb of pain in his brain as his breath hitches.

Why? Why why why why why why? Why now?

He doesn’t say anything, trembling hands grasping your own in his before he leans in to capture your cold, colourless lips with his own, returning every ounce of unsaid affection, every bit of undivided attention he owed you.

Childe— No, Ajax doesn’t care that all he can taste is the vile flavour of petals mixed with blood and bile, he can only feel you through this kiss so raw and emotional, that all he can comprehend is the texture of your bitten lips, the slipping warmth of your skin, the feeling of loss that envelops his entire being.

He pulls away, hoping, praying that you understood his reply to your confession. That your eyes will flutter open, staring at him as if he picked the stars from the sky and placed them in your hand, tears that stained your cheeks flaring within your eyes from happiness, skin reinvigorated by the jubilant feeling of having this silent love of yours finally being heard by the object of its affections.

It all goes quiet save for the sounds of his despaired sobs as the wind carries your final breaths away.

Too late.

#whalewrites #tartaglia x reader #childe x reader #genshin angst #tartaglia angst #childe angst #genshin impact x reader

[wol-fica]

-ℂ𝕠𝕟𝕗𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕚𝕠𝕟: ℙ𝕣𝕖-𝔹𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕤-

pairings - wednesdayaddams x elemental!reader

summary - in which reader has a crush on a certain goth…

warnings - angst, pining, rude Xavier (sorry), happy ending

an - i miss writing for Nessy, so i think this would be a good addition to my bliss series; this is before they got together :) shit writing btw

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Shit.

That is the word you would use to describe yourself right now.

Mornings have never been your thing, you hated getting out of your warm bed just to immediately go and sit in a boring class for a ninety minutes learning about the anatomy of a mythical horse or whatever the lesson plan was. School was an agitator for you, but you still valued your education so waking up on time was a need-to-do.

Usually though, you at least get yourself ready and look decent enough for the day, but this morning was different. See, yesterday during lunch in the quad, you were writing the final draft of your confession letter to a certain raven haired goth. Your crush had been festering for a few months now, and you had decided to write a little something for her to let her know how you feel.

Everything was going perfect, you were just about done with the letter and was going to slip it under her dorm after folding it up, but a gust of wind ruined your whole plan. The letter flew across the quad and into the hands of Xavier Thorpe, who happened to despise you.

He read the whole thing in one go, snorted at it and stared at you with a little condescending smirk before walking it straight over to his friend group. Everyone, including Enid Sinclair, Yoko Tanaka, Eugene Ottinger, Ajax Petropolus, the twins Kent and Divina, and Wednesday Addams herself all read it collectively.

Xavier was laughing his head off while they did, and Kent joined in once he finished. Ajax chuckled while Enid giggled with a little blush of her face, Eugene looked confused to who wrote it, Yoko and Divina smirked and shared a look before squinting at you, and Wednesday just looked blank.

You watched in pure horror, your body shrinking into your seat while the whole thing unfolded. You felt sick to your stomach, and to top the whole thing off, Wednesday took the letter and crumpled it into a little ball, tossing it into the trashcan next to her.

Your heart shattered, mouth dropped open in shock. Xavier turned to look back at you, pointing and leaning on his knees while laughing at your expression. Tears formed into your eyes, and with one last look at the girl you so badly liked, you snatched up your things and ran.

Fast forward to now, where you just looked dead. Your hair was disheveled, there were dark bags under your eyes, and you barely made any effort to make your uniform look fit and well kept. Your tie was loose, your jacket was unbuttoned, and your shirt was wrinkled and dusted at the collar. You had no socks on, and you didn’t even bother to put a belt on your pants.

People stared in class, whispering amongst themselves while pointing at you. At one point, you thought you saw Enid shoot you a look of pity, but you shrugged it off to being your sleep-deprived brain playing tricks on you.

You looked depressed, because you were, and it did not help when you crossed Xavier in the hallway and he said loudly to Kent, “Looks like a dirtbag!”

You sighed, glancing up at the darkening sky before hurrying to get to the quad for dinner. You planned on eating, and getting back to your dorm as soon as you could so no one would have to endure looking at you any longer.

After standing in line and grabbing your tray, you trudged to an empty table and sat down, slumping in your seat. You were exhausted from lack of sleep and crying all night, and it wasn’t a surprise to you when you leaned your forehead against the table and tears started to form again. Your tray of food was left untouched while you cried to yourself, and the stare from a certain goth went unnoticed by you.

Wednesday was watching you, her black eyes burrowing into the side of your head while your body shook slightly with each painful sob you produced. She felt a weird feeling in her stomach, one of pity and remorse she didn’t understand. Her heart was telling her to go to you, to pull you into her arms and hold you close while she comforted you, but her stubbornness refused the idea.

“Wednesday.”

She turned her head away from you, choosing ti look at Enid now, “What.”

Enid sighed, glancing at you before looking back at her roommate, “You should talk to her.”

Wednesday furrowed her brow, “There is no reason for me to.”

“Yes there is.” Enid replied, bringing her fork to her mouth and chewing on a piece of steak.

“Just because she sent me a confession letter, doesn’t make me obligated to take care of her.”

“Wednesday c’mon!” Enid said, giving her friend a look, “You read that letter, she really likes you!”

Wednesday glared back, “And? I still see no reason for me to go talk to her.”

Enid sighed, glancing around before leaning in to whisper lowly, “What Xavier did was unacceptable and rude, you should at least make sure she is okay.”

Wednesday turned to look at you for a moment, the pang of guilt returning when she saw you had lifted your head. Your face was stained with tears, eyes heavy and tired from crying. You meekly picked at your food, not even bringing the utensil up to take a bite.

“I suppose I could check in to see how she is.” Wednesday murmured, her heart beating slightly faster at the thought of talking to you.

“You should.” Enid said, turning back to her steak, “It’s the right thing to-.”

“But her sadness is not my problem.” Wednesday finished, sparing you one last glance before picking up her book and continuing to read.

“Wednesday!” Enid exclaimed, “Really? You won’t even ask her how she is feeling?”

“She’s clearly sad Enid, I don’t need to ask to see that.”

“Wednesday.” Enid growled, gaining her roommate’s attention, “Go talk to her, now.”

“You cannot make me-.”

“I see how you look at her.”

Wednesday’s mouth snapped shut, her eyes locking with Enids.

“I see how you stare in class,” Enid said, “I notice how you have her schedule in your desk, and how you blush when she walks by.”

Wednesday opened her mouth to speak, but nothing came out.

“You like her, it’s clear as day. But you can’t break her heart just because you don’t want to accept your feelings for her.”

Wednesday glared at Enid, practically foaming at the mouth in anger. She wanted to respond, a little clap back about how she barely even knows you, but nothing came forward.

“Go to her, before it’s too late.” Enid finished, nodding her head at your retreading figure as you left the quad.

Wednesday huffed, giving her roommate one last silent threat before slamming her book shut, stuffing it in her bag, and quickly following after you. Her steps were quick and quiet, not wanting you to spin around and see her before she could get to you.

She eventually followed you to your dorm, coming up the stairs right as you shut the door. Her breathing was strained, and her face was slightly flushed with color from moving so fast. She slowly approached your door, apprehensive and suddenly nervous for the first time in her life.

What should she say to you? How should she speak? Should she be defensive? Or should she just confess her own feelings and see how you react? The consequences of all the outcomes were dreadful in her mind, but she had no other option than talking to you.

So she did what she does best, lost all expression from her face, sucked in a deep, and knocked on your door. She waited an antagonizingly long moment before stepping backwards when the lock clicked.

The door swung open, revealing you in black sweatpants, a white tank top, and still looking as depressed as you were during dinner. You froze when your eyes locked with Wednesday, your lips parting and eyes widening when you realized who was in front of you.

You both stood there for a moment, the world seeming to stop while you stared at each other. Wednesday was waiting for you to move or speak, while you were thinking the same.

“Can-.” Wednesday swallowed, clearing her throat, “Can I come in?”

You closed your mouth, eyeing around behind her, and nodded. She walked past you, turning when you closed the door and locked it. Her eyes scanned all over your walls, taking in the movie posters and tapestries that you had taped up. She awkwardly placed her bag at the foot of your bed, choosing to sit on the end of it while watching you move around and clean.

“Y/N.” Wednesday said, slightly irritated with how you were trying to ignore her with doing a spontaneous house-keeping.

“Yeah?” You replied timidly, still sweeping over by your closet.

“Come here.” She requested softly, patting the spot next to her.

You gulped, your shoulders tensing before you dropped the broom and sulked over to her. You plopped down next to her, leaning back until you laid flat on the mattress while she sat next to you.

“I read your letter.” Wednesday said after a moment of silence, “It was…passionate.”

“Oh my god just say you felt uncomfortable.” You groaned, putting your hands on your face.

Wednesday paused, letting you ramble and complain about the incidents from yesterday’s lunch fiasco. She listened until she had enough, slamming her hand onto your thigh to silence you.

“I actually found your confession to be quite exceptionally written for someone like you.” She murmured, her thumb absentmindedly stroking your skin, “You should consider a writing class.”

You eyed her warily, skeptical of her words. Slowly, you sat up, trying your best to not cause her to move her hand, “You really think so?”

“Yes, and I also have some of my own things to confess…” The ravenette said, tearing her eyes away from yours to look at the floor.

You placed your hand on top of hers, a silent encouragement to speak her mind.

“I have realized that I myself have my own feelings I need to share.” Wednesday started, her hand twitching under yours, “It has come to my attention that I have gained something called a “crush” on you-.”

Her sentence was interrupted with lips crashing into her own, salty but soft and welcoming with warmth. She instantly reciprocated, her hands sliding around you neck while yours grabbed at her waist.

Her lips were plump and tasty to you, flavored like black cherries and stale burgundy lipstick from this morning. You pulled at her, guiding her into your lap so you could kiss her more properly. Her tongue slid against yours, a small whimper passing through your mouth and into hers from her hand scratching at your neck.

You soon parted for air, giggling when she chased you. She huffed, but sighed in satisfaction when you tucked your face into her neck, pressing a few kisses there that made her stomach all fluttery.

“Your heart is beating super fast.” You noted, hugging her closer when her fingers wound into your hair, “Do I make you that flustered-?”

“Be quiet.” She whispered, smirking when she heard you purring from her fingers scratching your scalp.

You complied, leaning back with her in your arms when she pushed you slightly. She murmured soft praises to you, guiding you into a deep sleep that you so desperately needed.

“Sleep Y/N.” She cooed in your ear, humming when your eyes fluttered shut, “I’ll be right here when you wake up.”

You felt your brain drift off into slumber, a smile etched on your face while you held the girl of your dreams.

What wonderful bliss…

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