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lillaluna · 3 months

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you like to hold hands, doesn't he?

Pairing: Neuvillette, Itto, Diluc, Childe, Dottore, Zhongli, Wriothesley x f!Reader

DOTTORE

Oh, you just had to see his face when you took his hand in public for the first time, without asking or permission! At that moment, the man immediately pulled his palm out of your light grip, which you were not offended at all, because you knew who you were in a relationship with and it would not be easy with him.

Then you decided to act differently, starting with light touches to Dottore's gloved fingers when you were walking among people. After that, you casually covered his hand with yours when you were sitting in a cafe. And your main triumph was the moment when Dottore himself intertwined your fingers, feeling a pang of jealousy.

It's not like Dottore loved this gesture with all his dark heart right now, but he's willing to do it for you occasionally.

DILUC

Does Diluc need to be persuaded to take your hand? Of course not! It's safe to say that he was the first one to make this gesture in your relationship, and he loves it.

He holds your hand everywhere — at home, just to feel your warmth, on the street, to know that you are close and safe, when you go to bed, you must have tactile contact.

Your interlaced fingers cause Diluс to have a rush of tenderness and a smile on his sometimes sullen face.

WRIOTHESLEY

For the first time, Wriothesley realized that he wanted to touch you as often as possible when you bandaged his knocked-down knuckles for the umpteenth time, after a fight in the ring. You have always acted very gently, soft and delicately, despite the duke's assurances that his hands have long been roughened and you do not need to stand on ceremony with him. To which you always snorted funny and continued to treat his wounds.

For a long time, Wriothesley did not dare to take your hand, precisely because he believed that his hands were too rude, rough and calloused, and he could harm your soft female fingers. Therefore, you had to become the initiator of the fact that your fingers would finally intertwine, that evening when you were sitting next to each other at the table, at one of the receptions in the palace of Mermonia.

ITTO

For all his feigned self-confidence, It was very shy to touch you, and the thought of taking your hand in public drove him to hysteria inside his head. Therefore, Itto came up with, as it seemed to him, an insidious and cunning plan, suggesting that you compare the sizes of your palms.

If the first time it seemed like a nice gesture to you, even the second time you laughed shyly, then after the thirteenth comparison, you began to suspect something was wrong.

On another offer to compare your palms, you refused Itto, and rejoiced for the first few minutes from his confused face, but after a few minutes you felt sorry for the confused guy. That's why you gently said that he doesn't need clever plans for him to take your hand, and you'll be glad of it at any moment.

ZHONGLI

After so many years of loneliness, this man will not miss any opportunity to touch you. He will proudly hold your hand, interlacing your fingers at the moment when you want it. At home, in a restaurant, walking down the street, visiting.

Zhongli has a habit, as soon as your fingers are intertwined, he immediately brings your clasped palms to his lips and kisses your fingers. It surprised you the first time, but now it has become something integral, and Zhongli has never forgotten to make this cute gesture.

CHILDE

What? Just hold hands? Pf, it's too easy for Ajax. Maybe hugs are everywhere possible and the bounds of decency allow it?

Childe does not need to ask for a small gesture there, he himself will take your hand and do it defiantly, literally poking your interlaced fingers in everyone's face, which in his opinion declares that you are only his.

NEUVILLETTE

Judge Fontaine learns everything new and modern, but he considers the gesture when two people hold hands intimate and prefers to do it with you alone. At first, you were offended, although you tried to hide it behind a knowing smile, but when you saw how tremulously and tenderly Neuvillette kissed your fingers when they were intertwined with his, you decided that such intimacy was not a bad thing.

In turn, Neuvillette tries as often as possible to give you fleeting touches in public, and if possible, he is happy to offer that you take his arm.

#genshin impact #genshin x reader #wriothesley x reader #wriothesley #dottore x reader #childe x reader #dottore #il dottore #zhongli x reader #zhongli #diluc x reader #diluc ragnvindr #neuvilette x reader #neuvillette

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usiel21 · 5 months

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There will come a day where the stalker or someone will kidnap Enid in order to use her against Wednesday. He or she will be filled with such confidence about their plan, but Enid will hold a smug sadness, saying that Wednesday won't come for her, Wednesday won't fall for such an obvious trap even if she was worth saving which she isn't. Enid, having come to terms with the fact she was in love with her best friend, that she came to terms with the fact that Wednesday would never feel the same, that she would pine and worship Wednesday from within the shadows for the rest of her life. Enid, believing that no-one would come for her, not Wednesday, not her family, because she thinks she's not worth it. But she's glad because Wednesday would stay safe even if it meant it cost her life once her usefulness was null and void. Until the ground started to shake and a rumbling seems to engulf the cabin. Enid looks up as the darkness seems to create a shockwave that consistently shakes the walls and the very foundations of the cabin "What in the fuck" He mumbles to himself, Enid hears the something being slapped into something else, a clicking sound and snap, Enid realises that the man has just loaded a weapon and primed it. The windows start to rattle as specks of black start to black out the windows, the mass seeming to sift and creep and Enid realises what she's looking at. Bees.

Millions upon millions of Bees. Suddenly the door to the cabin shakes in the frame as something rattles it. Something heavy. SLAM. SLAM. SLAM. The man unloads several rounds into the door. Each shot causing Enid to flinch and shake, smoke pours from the end of the barrel, the last shell casing having clattered to the floor. There was sudden silence. Save for the buzzing of the bee's surrounding the cabin. The door is suddenly blown apart causing Enid to shriek and turn her head away as splinters of wood fly in all directions. Smoke dances and prances in the dim light until a shadow steps through, her face aflame with an icy fury. "You dare to take what belongs to me. I will make you beg for mercy in death" Wednesday says coldly, except Enid gapes at her, Wednesday is adorned from head to toe in black armour, a sword clasped in her right hand, a small dagger in the left.

But there upon one of the pauldron's is a small insignia, the head of a howling wolf. White in colour, except for two streaks of blue and pink atop the wolf's head. "Wends..." Enid whimpers softly.

"You think I didn't come prepared Addams?" The Man hissed. "You people are stupidly impervious to damage, except for this" The Man says pressing the barrel of the gun to the side of Enid's head. "I heard that the pain of losing the love of your life is enough to make you Addams' die from a broken heart." The man grins maliciously. "I'm curious to find out!"

Wednesday raises the sword and points it at the man. "Enid's life is the only thing stopping me from ripping you apart. The pain of losing the woman I love will destroy me, but I'll have enough will left to avenge her upon your corpse" Wednesday threatened darkly. "Wends..." Enid whispers almost silently "...you love me?" Her eyes pleading, desperate, shimmering with tears. "You overtook my soul with yours Enid, you conquered every corner of darkness with the light you bring, how... how could i not?"

Enid let the tears fall, because Wednesday was here for her. Wednesday had really come for her but as her assailant and Wednesday stared each other down more shadows moved behind her, Wednesday stepped to the side to clear her view and she saw the entirety of Wednesday's family behind her, their faces thunderous, Yoko, Divina, Ajax, Eugene, and half of Nevermore seemed to be outside.

And she realised that she was loved and cherished, so much so that Wednesday call in every favour she ever had to mobilize a small army. Gomez Addams stepped up behind his daughter, his own sabre raised, as he backed up his eldest, the look upon his face sent genuine fear down Enid's spine, his face dark, monstrous. "You stole our wolf from the Addams clan" Gomez uttered darkly, As Morticia gracefully came up to her husbands side. "And for that there shall be no mercy for you for she has our little stormcloud's heart, ensnaring all our hearts with her colourfully sharp claws!" "She is family" Morticia said proudly "And we protect our family." She said as her eyes turned black. Sweat began to pour from the man's forehead, his composure gone and doubt began to gnaw at him, the gun came away from Enid's temple to point directly at Wednesday who darted forwards, her sword flashing, and his arm, still clutching the pistol, hit the floor with a thud.

But Enid paid no heed to this, only when Wednesday flew to her side, her hands more gentle that she thought possible as Wednesday checked over her carefully, face laced with concern. Her hands became loose and Enid's first act was to launch forwards, ensnaring Wednesday in her arms, her scent a comfort, her touch a relief, her love a salvation.

Enid, inconsolable with both sadness and elation, with the knowledge she was now truly loved, that she had a family, that she had Wednesday, who held her tight lest she slip from her fingers again.

Enid, finally felt loved.

#wenclair

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angelbvnny · 1 year

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Nap Time

Gn!Reader, sfw

This was originally gonna be head cannons but it turned into little drabbles?

Tartaglia, Wanderer, Kaveh

Tartaglia

Naps are quite an often occurrence with you and Ajax. Being a harbinger is very demanding. He's always pushing his body past it's limits. So by the time he arrives home, he's ready to pass out. You know when the day's been a particularly hard one when your normally lively over the top boyfriend enters without a word.

He will head straight for you, sneaking up from behind, wrapping his arms around your waist, letting out a sigh of relief. This has happened enough for you to know what he needs. You turn around giving him a light kiss on the lips. "Wanna take a nap?" His tired dark eyes stare at you for a moment before nodding.

As the two of you lie down he instantly clings onto you, tightly holding you in his arms. His hands are grabbing onto the fabric of your shirt. You can see as he slowly relaxes and his shoulders loosen. A smile appears on his face before light snoring can be heard. He's out within minutes.

I hope that you got everything done before this because you'll be stuck here until he wakes up. But you can't be upset when you see the peaceful look on your boyfriends face as he cuddles you <3

Wanderer

Scara doesn't get tired easily, so naps aren't too often with him. It's usually you that wants to take one. And he always agrees to it because while he will never admit it, he will do anything you tell him to, not without complaining about it of course. But in the times he does initiate it, it's more for intimacy purposes rather than actually resting. Because it's hard to say what he wants! In fact he would consider it to be humiliating to ask you to hold him.

Speaking of being humiliated, even asking to take a nap is difficult for him. So instead he opts to follow you around the house until you get the hint. Any time you turn to him asking if he needs anything, he simply shrugs and stays silent. He does get frustrated when you don't figure it out though (even though it's basically impossible to know what he wants) so he starts to sigh. But you still don't get the hint. So then the sighs get louder, and grow longer.

So you ask him for the nth time what's wrong, and by this point he can't take it anymore and tells you "Take a nap with me." Oh. Was that all? You're relieved he's not actually upset over something. It's actually pretty cute that he went so far just to ask you to take a nap with him. So you wrap up whatever you're doing and lay down with him.

He insists on being big spoon, holding you against himself. But somehow as you are sleeping he always manages to end up being cradled in your arms by the time you wake up. Whether it's intentional or not you aren't sure, but you choose not to mention it to spare him the embarrassment, and if it is intentional, you wouldn't want him to stop. You're glad Kuni feels safe enough to be that vulnerable with you <3

Kaveh

Kaveh has absolutely no respect for his sleep schedule. More often than not he will be up the entire night working on his latest project. So by the time evening comes in the following day, he's in dire need of a nap. And you're always ready to take one with him :)

He will come home from the Akademiya, immediately searching for you. When he finds you, he will moan and groan, talking about how exhausted he is and how he simply can't do anything until he recharges with his darling! He'll put his hand on the small of your back, urging you to the bedroom. He's already quite a needy boyfriend, but when he's tired, he NEEDS you. Needs to see you, touch you, hold you. Just to be with you.

Absolutely loves being little spoon. Don't get him wrong, he loves cuddling no matter how you're doing it, but something about being held by you makes his whole body relax and mind go empty. He specifically loves laying his head against your chest. Between the warmth from your body heat and the blanket he's snuggled under, he is OUT.

If he wasn't already, he instinctively grabs onto you when he's sleeping. Holding your hand or gripping your shirt. Kaveh has a surprisingly strong grip when he's unconscious. He just wants to get closer to you. Closer and closer and closer.

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mikwaa · 1 year

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Waking up Together

Featuring: Diluc, Zhongli, Kaeya, Childe

Warnings: Sfw, a little suggestive.

Part 2

A/n: I had these headcanons written here so I decided to post them, hope you like it<3

You had fallen into a deep sleep with your boyfriend, Diluc, he had invited you to his house for dinner last night, and you ended up sleeping at his house. That's because you were very tired from doing so many commissions, and today would be your day off. The day had started with rain pouring outside, it had been a rainy night, and apparently so would the day. But you woke up as soon as you felt Diluc get out of bed, this time he would go about his daily business. "Are you going already?" You say weakly and sleepily. "Yes, I have some things to do." He stretches and looks at you with a smile, and gently rubs your face. "Can you stay?" You ask slyly, with pleading eyes, everything was so cozy that you just wanted to cuddle with him during that rainy morning. With a giggle he replies, "How can I say no?" In a matter of seconds he was back in bed, curled up in the sheets together with you.His business dealings could wait. "What more do you want? Cuddles, kisses?" He was saying such sweet things to you, you couldn't help it, the blush already visible on your cheeks. You snuggled into his chest, and he tightened his arms around you. He emanated so much warmth that you forgot it was cold that day. And as soon as he realized that you were comfortable and safe in his arms, he kissed your head and whispered, "Sleep and relax, I'll be here for you, baby." And with those lovely words you just closed your eyes and slept peacefully, just as Diluc fell asleep angelically by your side.

"You promised." Childe protests, the reason he wouldn't let you out of bed was precisely because you had promised to stay with him that day. "I can't with you, you can't stay away from me even for a moment?" You mumble, just kidding, he was always clingy like that, after all, your time together was short. "You're the one who promised, now you have to keep your promise." Now he increased the strength of his grip on you, making it impossible for you to move even an inch. "Okay, okay, I'll stay here with you." You say smiling and defeated, not as if you could compete with him. Snuggling into you, he kisses your neck, giving you a light hickey, and just feeling his warm breath on your neck gives you goosebumps. "You're going to stay with me today, aren't you?" He whispers softly to you, just to confirm. "I don't know, maybe." You even try to keep a serious tone, but all you wanted to do was tease him. Your promise was just to stay in bed with him a little longer, but you wouldn't deny staying the rest of the day fooling around with him. He always wanted a little time with you, whenever he could he would arrange even just five minutes to spend with you. And now that he had the opportunity to spend the day with you, he wouldn't miss it for anything. He teases you back by standing over you and pinning your arms above your head. "Tell me how you're going to get out of here now." "Ajax, you never play fair." You whine, it was a dirty trick to catch you off guard like that. He laughed in an arrogant way and then flashed that naughty smile of his, "You're the one playing dirty." Without giving you an answer, he kissed you, pressing his lips against yours in a thirsty way, immediately filling your mouth with his tongue. His free hand roamed your bare skin without any limitation, just caressing and hovering wherever he wanted. And from the way he was kissing you, apparently his plans to just cuddle with you in bed were gone, his plans were now much more ambitious.

It was still early that morning, but it was almost time for Kaeya to get ready for work. But still he wanted to stay in bed with you, just a little longer. "You'll be late, Jean won't like that one bit." You whisper to him, who frankly didn't care one bit. "Just this once." He whispers back, in the hoarse voice of a newly awakened person. He wrapped his arms around you, pulling you closer. "This is the third time this week alone." You mumble to him as you nestle into his chest. "I know, but what can I do if it feels so good?" His fingers lazily stroked your hair, and you couldn't help yourself, how could you refuse this habit he always gave you? Every time you woke up together it was the same story, you always ended up sleeping a little longer. Even though you also had your commitments, you never refused to be in bed with him. "If we stay here like this, I'll end up sleeping again." You whined. He chuckled, "So you were just thinking about sleeping?" He said playfully, but the teasing tone was obvious. You smirked as you bit your lip, "What else was I supposed to think?" Another laugh, this time with eyes blazing to answer you, but no, he wouldn't answer with words. His answer would be to lift your chin and kiss you, just like that. He smashed his lips against yours, his warm, soft lips that made you want to kiss him for hours. His hand stroked your curves, squeezing here and there, while with the thumb of his other hand he caressed your cheeks. His hot breath beat against your face, just as you felt his heart racing, and you weren't much different. Skin to skin, the indecent touches which in turn showed how intimate you were. He just gave you a moment to catch your breath, not before looking at you with eyes sparkling with lust, "I hope some of your appointments can be postponed today." With sarcasm he says. A mischievous smile appears on your lips as you whisper to him, "My only commitment is here, with you." With that sentence of yours, he just made sure that you and him had other intentions for that morning.

Zhongli was the kind of man who would wake you up with a sweet good morning while kissing you on the forehead as tenderly as possible. Not only that, but he was very careful not to startle you by waking you up. "Did you have a good night's sleep, my darling?" That husky voice that sent shivers down your spine. "Yes, I just wish I could sleep a little longer." A low, weak mumble was all that came out of your mouth as you snuggled against his chest. "You have commissions for today, don't you?" Stroking your hair he asks. You nodded, saying yes. "I really wanted to stay here with you." You say with a pout on your face. He giggles and hugs you even tighter, "Just a few more minutes, I can't be late for work." As always Zhongli was exemplary, he was not late for work even one day. Much less was he absent. And if he was absent, you can be sure it would be for a good reason. "You could stay here with me." You lift your face and look at him, smiling. He caresses your face and then gives you a peck, "It's not appropriate to be late for work. I should always be on time." Archons, the way he was so correct was such a cute thing to see. "What if you're just a little bit late?" At that point a mischievous smile appeared on your lips. As expected, he understood perfectly what you were implying. "I suppose you have a very good reason for making me late." Without answering him directly, you kissed your way from his neck to his chest. His hand was caressing your back gently. "You are such a tease." Between a breathless laugh he murmurs. And with that answer you got on top of him, and he without waiting held your hips to keep you steady. "So that's why you wanted me to stay, my love?" Your heart raced every time he called you by those pet names, "Is it so bad that I want a little more time with you?" Even though it was a simple sentence, he had perfectly understood what you were implying. "Then I'll make the lateness worth it." He pulled you close and gently rubbed his nose against yours, while his hands squeezed your sides. And the way he looked at you so passionately, this morning session wouldn't be over anytime soon. Well, maybe today he wouldn't go to work, his focus would be on you.

#genshin imagines #genshin impact #genshin x reader #genshin x you #zhongli x reader #genshin fanfic #genshin x y/n #zhongli x you #childe x reader #childe x you #kaeya x you #kaeya x reader #diluc x you #diluc x reader #genshin impact headcanons #genshin men x reader

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breaddwoo · 1 year

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-Warm Light-

pairing: xavier x reader

word count: 2.73k

warnings: none :)

desc: when xavier sees your ability to glow, he gets a lil crush and y'all have a sleepover :))

a/n: my friends bully me because all i did today was write this 👊

had you been a normal child, life would have gone much differently. your emotions wouldn't get outed by your very skin; every boy you've liked wouldn't instantly understand through your illumination.

no matter how much you tried to control it, your flesh seemed to have its own conscience that made its own decisions.

your skin glowed. bright, radiant lemon or sometimes just a comforting, somewhat dim gold. this curse had embarrassed you more times than one should be mortified in a life time. a malediction passed on to you by a higher being with unknown intent.

so, there came a time when the bullying was too much. it was never violent, there were no harsh words spat in your direction. you tried your best to be nice to every classmate.

it was the isolation. a metaphorical twin of suffocation; you had no friends and never once held a romantic partner. no one wanted to get close to you, either wierded out by the power or didn't want to be associated with it.

in the end, nevermore was inevitable. no one paid any attention to you in the beginning of your enrollment; all eyes were on you, however, once you gleamed like a beacon during a school assembly after someone's hand brushed your ass.

that's how you met enid and ajax, and in turn, wednesday. you could tell she was perplexed by your ability just as the other two were, but she never gave into her curiosity. they made you happy.

you had some control when it came to your ability; you could "turn it on", as enid would say, whenever you wanted. you just couldn't flick the light switch off when you became a human light bulb.

but night time in dark hallways was the perfect place to practice, especially the halls of nevermore where moonlight was scarce and pitch blackness was abundant.

with a snap of your fingers, you'd illuminate the narrow corridor; another snap, and sometimes the light would go away. most of the time it just stayed on until you were randomly plunged into darkness.

as you continued this, you came upon a dead end. there was a large, looming figure in front of you but it was impossible decipher what it was.

with a snap, you tried to get a better look. nothing.

you snapped again and the blackness continued. by now your eyes had adjusted enough to understand that the figure was an antique statue; however, curiosity got the best of you and you needed the statue in full visibility.

to anyone wandering these shadowy halls at night, these random clicks may have made for a good horror story at a slumber party.

in frustration, you snapped your fingers a few times in attempt to get your skin to brighten when you heard a loud click.

then, low rumbling within the walls in front of you.

your body took this as the perfect opportunity to become a floodlight, revealing that the statue was now gone and a large set of stone stairs spiraled into mystery.

even this school is a goddamn oddity.

you sighed, knowing that this meant you'd have to go down the stairs or this scene would haunt you to your grave.

the first step you took was hesitant. no booby traps, no arrows flying into your chest. is this safe??

the decision had been made to enter, so with more confidence, you descended the twisting staircase.

you feared that your light would dissipate, but continued on until you saw a circular library holding old, dusty books.

"... hello?" you whispered. there was no one you expected to answer, but you were weary of the volume of your voice anyway.

"hello?" you asked again, this time with a bit of wavery confidence.

then, someone stepped out of a hallway to your left. someone tall, wearing a costume-like robe.

"jesus, can you please put that flash light away? you're blinding me," the figure complained, covering their eyes with a comically large sleeve.

you tried to dim the lights a bit. surprisingly, your skin successfully emitted a soft golden glow instead of the headlight it was before.

when you did this, you could make out that the figure was, in fact, a boy.

a very cute one.

"was- was that your body that scorched my eyes?" the boy asked with intrigue before backtracking, "wait, sorry, wrong question right now. who are you and how did you get in here?"

you laughed a strained laugh, wringing the hem of your skirt in your hands, "uhm, yeahhh. i was- i was just practicing my, uh, glowing and happened to somehow make a statue move? i don't know, i'm probably as confused as you are."

you were nervous, afraid that you had happened upon a cult that would cut you up for finding their secret lair.

the boy studied you for a second, then stepped forward. you could see the details of his face a little better when he did this. man he's cute.

the room may have been dark, but your light cast shadows on his face in all the right places. he was taller than you, and he may not have had a conventionally attractive face, but you were nevertheless starstruck.

he gave an awkward, but adorable, smile.

"this is the hideout for a secret society called the nightshades. there's really no point in hiding it since you already know about it, though you can't tell anyone you found this place, " he explained, running a hand through his shoulder length hair.

"oh, okay, then i definitely shouldn't be here. i'll get going."

you hurriedly began for the stairs; a small tug on your sleeve stopped you from going further.

"wait, wait," the boy protested, "can i get your name? just, y'know, for future reference."

you snorted, "what would you need my name for in the future?"

"many things," he grinned.

"also, i wanna see your... light?" he said for lack of a better term.

you dropped down from the step you currently stood on so you were once again on ground level with the boy.

"i'll show it to you in exchange for your name."

he crossed his arms, "but i asked you first."

"maybe, but im the bargainer here. deal or no deal, " you stated, stifling a laugh.

the boy placed his fingers on his chin to feign consideration, saying, "you give a tempting offer."

you raised your brows to ask so, deal or no deal?

he let a grin spread on his face, "fine. xavier thorpe, that's my name. can i see the light now?"

xavier. what a cute name for a cute boy.

you gave an obviously exaggerated sigh and tried to make your skin glow a little brighter. holding out your hand, you let him examine your abnormality that brought you to this school.

xavier's hazel eyes glittered with wonder as he ran his hands over your candlelight skin.

beginning to feel embarrassed, you pulled away with a faint blush painting your cheeks.

"anyway, i- i should go," you mumbled, feeling too bashful to stay there any longer; your skin may glow again as it did with every boy that piqued your interest and you'd had quite enough of that and the reaction the boys would give.

you could tell that xavier had more to ask, but he kept his queries to himself and allowed you to ascend the stairs.

"oh," you began, halfway up the stairs, "and my name is (y/n)."

when xavier heard the wall at the entrance of the stairs close above him, he wandered to the step you were standing on when he touched your warm, illuminated hand.

"(y/n).. " he whispered to himself, a small, innocent smile painted on his face that was hidden by the darkness.

> > >

after that day, you noticed xavier in the halls much more often. he was even in your third period class. how have i never noticed?

xavier would catch up to you on your way to different classes, talking about whatever came to mind. the company was new and unusual, but not unwelcome.

after a little while, you were able to call him your friend. your best friend, even.

it was friday, the weather outside was abysmal as rain streaks on the windows beside you cast odd shadows on your desk.

it was a quiet study hour instead of the usually rowdy third period debate class.

there was a small tap on your shoulder, so you turned around to feel the brunt of a small folded paper hit your forehead.

"ow..." you whispered to yourself, frowning at the offender. xavier presses his lips together to keep himself from laughing and pointed at the floor.

looking down, you found the little weapon sitting on your book bag.

you gave him a really? are we in middle school? look, but picked up and unfolded the tiny note anyway.

inside were crudely written words that said:

hangout at the paint shed tonight?

you couldn't help the smile that stole your expression, giving him a small thumbs up. the little invitation left you giddy; you could already feel your skin beginning to warm with a warning flare.

xavier retaliated with a gracious smile. god, he's so adorable.

now the school day was going to take forever.

> > >

"xavier, what is this?"

the art studio now looked like a girl's room after a slumber party. there was a thin foam mattress in the middle of the wooden floors, decorated with many plush pillows and knitted blankets. snacks covered almost every empty surface that wasn't occupied by art supplies. there were even fairy lights hung above the makeshift bed, giving the room a comfortable and inviting appearance.

xavier looked proudly at his work, "i just thought, since we rarely get to spend more than an hour together, that we could have a little- uh, sleepover."

looking at his embarrassed blush, you burst into a fit of giggles.

"i didn't know we were middle school besties. did you ask your mom?" you jested, covering your mouth to attempt to suppress the laughter.

xavier noticed your skin begin to emit it's usual glow that he adored, but he feigned frustration as he crossed his arms. the blush on his cheeks became a fiercer shade of scarlet.

"sorry, sorry. i know you worked hard on this, thank you," you grinned, wiping a tear caused by your outburst.

"so, what did you want to do first?"

the question left xavier quiet. there was a very specific activity he wanted to do, but he was afraid the very question would reveal his true feelings.

"do you- uh, do you remember the first time me met?" he questioned.

you nodded, "of course. how could i forget the night that i burned my image into your poor pupils."

"well..." he began, "ever since then, i've wanted to paint you. with that glow, it'd give me insane practice at lighting with acrylics." and you're insanely pretty and i want to watch you glow any time i wish.

he didn't add that last part, though.

the request forced the dim luminosity of your skin to radiate a brighter light.

just seeing you like this, xavier melted. ever since the first day he felt your light touch his skin, everything about you occupied every corner of his mind.

each time he walked with you in the hallway, each day you sat together drawing, he felt himself falling for you a little more.

tonight those feelings turned him into a tight envelope of emotion ready to burst, his wax seal already cracking.

you looked down, "okay then."

xavier could tell you were embarrassed but quickly grabbed his paints. tonight he would paint a masterpiece.

> > >

the whole process had been difficult, what with you laughing every time he made his concentration face and him playfully scolding you not to move.

"do you ever sit still?" he asked, almost finished.

"do you ever concentrate without biting the inside of your cheek?" you shot back.

he squinted his eyes, "touché."

you were about to giggle again, but restrained yourself to avoid more reprimanding.

finally, with the acrylic still drying, he was done. "do you want to see it?"

you breathed out, "i don't know. i'm scared."

xavier put a hand on his chest to feign offense, "and why would you be scared?"

"uhm, cuz- because i'll see myself through your eyes."

the room went silent; you could even hear one of the shed's lightbulbs go out.

"what does that mean?" he questioned, putting down his brushes. you shook your head to avoid the topic, dismissing him, "nevermind. forget it, i don't even know what i'm saying."

he pushed on, "no, seriously. do you think i see you in a bad way?"

"no- it's more like i'm afraid you won't see me in the way i most want you to."

xavier knew exactly what that meant. considering the way you brightened the room every time he was in it, he guessed that maybe you felt the same; but here was some (hopefully) solid proof. this was it: the opening he needed.

he lifted from his stool, walking over to you and guiding you to the flimsy bed he had put together.

when you both were laying down, he turned on his side to look and you and you reciprocated.

"(y/n), you- god, how do you not see? i feel like im pretty obvious, even if i don't physically glow every time i see you," xavier began, moving to prop his head on his hand with his elbow using a pillow as support.

"well i'm sorry! if i could control this damn ability i probably wouldn't even be here," you said defensively.

he back tracked, remembering he can be a bit rude at times, "no that's not what i meant, sorry. what i mean to say is that i look at you as if you hang the stars in the sky. when we're together i can't rid myself of a stupid grin that plagues me even after we've parted, and though i enjoy it, it sure makes my cheeks hurt. "

you laughed at the last comment and he felt warmth in his stomach. "well, i literally glow when i see you so i think i win."

"i didn't know this was a contest of affection," he teased, moving a bit closer.

"it's not, but i want a prize anyway."

both if you knew what you were suggesting, xavier just needed to take the initiative to do it.

he leaned over you, your back pressed to the soft foam beneath.

the moment his lips touched yours, a bright white light exploded in the room.

he pulled back, an uncomfortable tingling sensation rising to his face.

"did you just...?"

"oh my goodness," you gasped, reaching for his now sun burnt face.

"i-i'm so sorry! i didn't know i could do that!" you were mortified. you've ruined everything. you burned the first boy you've ever kissed.

then came a chuckle, along with full blown laughter. xavier rested his face in your neck as he continued to laugh.

"i can't believe the first time we kiss i get sun burned! that's so adorable!"

the word adorable wasn't how you would describe it, but you smiled and went along with his positive reaction.

"god, I'm so in love with you, " he blurted out of pure affection.

another snap of light almost caused xavier's eyes to dry out of his head, but you luckily covered his face just in time.

"please xavier, " you stated, your whole body a beacon of light that lit up the room, "no more of that. i'm literally going to cook you alive."

xavier laughed. he was fine with that, as long as you and your warm light were his.

> > >

-extra-

the both of you lay on the bed, sprawled across each other.

"i want to give you a pet name," xavier stated matter-of-factly.

"you can do that if you enjoy a 24/7 sun burn, " you laughed.

"hmm... " he stared at the ceiling, deep in thought, "i've got it!"

"and?"

"my little glow stick."

you gave a horrified expression, "xavier no, do not call me that."

"aww cute little glow stick," he teased.

"bro stop."

you spent the rest of the night smothering xavier with a pillow.

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venusandsaturnsrings · 2 years

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can i contribute? foxboy childe and wolfboy diluc with a catgirl reader. wolfboy diluc being a bit jealous that childe's fox dna is a tad bit better when it comes to breeding you... but he'll force it.

YEAHHHHHH THIS IS THE GOOD SHIT!! ur dna naturally works better with one another but diluc is a determined man and must prove he's better than that stupid fox harbinger >:( hehe this is just over 3k words and also my 100th post!! eat up!!

contains: foxboy childe, wolfboy diluc, female reader, chubby reader, slight spoilers for diluc and childe's backgrounds

to mate was one of the most sacred actions amongst hybrids. it was a symbolism of true trust and love. there was nothing more special than bearing the kittens of another to you and it was often something you fantasized about when lounging in the sunshine. you'd let golden rays warm your skin and ears while your brain was lost in the thoughts of finally being loved and fully filled. one day you'd have the perfect mate, you were sure of it. but for now you simply appreciated the small pleasures of sunshine, fish, and your close friends.

it was always easiest to make friends with those genetically closer to you so, it was no surprise that as a kitten yourself, you befriended the fox down the street. the climate of Snezhnaya was beyond freezing but somehow that bright ginger boy was always able to make you feel warm and safe. perhaps it was his glowing personality or the way his ears always twitched in the same fashion as yours. regardless, he was always your very best friend. he was mild as a boy only to grow into a man more bold and fearless. you always justified it as part of his DNA when people asked as they didn't need to know the reality of his situation. despite the poor hand he was given, he always shone more brilliantly than any sunray that could ever hit your skin. Ajax was always the star you'd follow home and the beams of light you'd bask in. he was and is the most special person to you.

and so, making the move to Mondstadt was the most difficult moment of your life. you knew with his rank amongst the Fatui you'd never be truly leaving him behind yet it stung all the same. you were leaving the place with his life and younger years written all over it. where his energy and desires had sunk into the earth only to reverberate through your bones on the days you missed him most. here you wouldn't have the same comfort. you could take every gift he ever gave you and every item of clothing he sacrificed into your possession but nothing came close to being where his everything once was. you mourned for those feelings. alas, making this move was necessary for you. Snezhnaya was never a land where creatives such as yourself could thrive. the constant and sometimes mindless monotony of the people striving to create the best of the best technology in between freezing off limbs and fishing could no longer serve your mental any good. with everyday passing there you only found your mindset getting worse and no matter how hard you scraped up the bits of Ajax nothing, not even him, could fix you. Mondstadt was the place you needed to be. it was a land of bards, poets, and storytellers. it was the land of freedom. you needed to be somewhere that valued your talents and inclinations towards the arts. through letters and visit he made to help you pack Ajax assured you this was the right choice. he assured you he'd come visit and that he'd have some men looking out for you. even past distance and through slivers of breath he would keep you safe.

as things turn out, he was right, Mondstadt was the place you needed to be. with flat and warm planes of rock to bathe in the sun, ponds and lakes full of fish, other creatives, people that were always kind, and a rather large community already established of cat hybrids you finally felt like you belonged somewhere that didn't require you to be coddled in the arms of Ajax. home was no longer just a person but a place as well. metaphorically, you had two houses. one in Mondstadt and one with Ajax. sure, one was certainly closer to your heart than the other but to feel belonging was knew and welcome. making friends was easier here too. the Kätzlein family had practically adopted you the moment you arrived and Diona was pretty much your little sister. occasionally you had to wrangle her out of clawing patrons to death but otherwise she followed you like a small shadow. a cute small shadow. you ended up with a rather large circle of both acquaintances and close friends all of which Diona offered up unfiltered opinions about from her interactions with them. she didn't have a positive impression of most of the adults, with good reason, but you always took her word to heart. drunk words are sober thoughts, no?

regardless, it was only natural that you'd be introduced to the Cat's Tails' competitor and wine tycoon Diluc. you had initially thought he was socially distant and perhaps slightly judgmental but it didn't take long for you to deduce that wasn't the truth. through other residents and friends you learned Diluc was simply reserved and no longer as good with people as he used to be. it was almost strange to find out he functioned the direct opposite of Ajax but his mild nature was almost refreshing compared to all the other strong personalities of Mondstadt. much to Dionas chagrin he quickly earned the spot of your second best friend in the city. he's easy to be around and always treated you with a gentle nature you didn't often see. the wolf ears atop his head and blood flowing through his body had initially intimidated you but he was never the aggressive beast you associated wolves with. he would always scratch your ears if you did his, buy the nicest fish he could find to serve you, and create drinks in your likeness. all of the drinks were sweet and served with some floral on top; it was cute to say the least. you spent plenty of time around his manor particularly in his office while he worked. the window behind his desk was always ajar and had the curtains pulled back which made it a perfect place to lie around. Diluc even went through the effort of pulling some blankets and cushions together for a little nest you could curl up in and enjoy the warmth in. the silence was always comfortable and only accented by his pen scratching on paper or birds chirping. occasionally conversation would form usually when he'd ask if you needed a drink or food but for the most part you'd let him work without distraction. you loved the little nest and perhaps you got a bit too attached to it as when your first heat in Mondstadt hit that's exactly where you were.

you felt warmer than usual and couldn't stay still. it felt like your bones were vibrating in your body and your thoughts could only shuffle between Ajax and Diluc. you knew Diluc had mentioned some sort of meeting this afternoon he wanted you to be present for but it was hard to focus on the future when you were just so hot all over. initially you thought perhaps you were just not used to the summers in Mondstadt as Snezhnaya was so cold all year round. as your thoughts continued to cycle heat continued to pool in your lower stomach and between your legs. it was only when Diluc grunted and spun around to face you that you realized you were indeed going into heat. the low noise from him spurred a whine from your throat as you looked up to meet his indecipherable gaze. perhaps he felt conflicted over the situation, it was a tough one to be in for a hybrid that's so domineering by nature. weakly, you rose to your feet to excuse yourself from the room and manor but you're actions were interrupted by a familiar and desirable smell. a quick knock hit the door before it swung open. you would've recognized those ears and eyes anywhere in Teyvet; Ajax. so this was why Diluc had insisted you stick around for this meeting. he was thinly aware of your connection to the harbinger but you doubt he knew the true depth of your relationship. crossing the room to behind the desk Ajax wrapped you in his arms and close to his comforting body. a long and needy sigh left your lips as he squeezed you closely, hands rubbing your arms and back in soothing motions. he must've picked up your presence and heat faster than even Diluc based on the rushed movements. rarely did Ajax allow himself to purr but his head rested upon yours with calming vibrations coming from his throat. Diluc cleared his throat. your face stayed planted into the chest against you but you could feel the rotation of Ajax's head atop yours. the sound he made was irritated, followed by a snippy 'what?' and glare. the tension in the room had you feeling hotter by the second. unconsciously you had began grinding against the thigh conveniently placed between your legs. the friction felt overwhelmingly good. you'd never felt touch like this before and never from another person and it was good. one large hand grabbed your plush hip and pushed you harder against his thigh leaving you keening and needy for more. surely you wouldn't be tortured this way for much longer?

another hand grabbed you by the waist and pried you from the grip of Ajax. the whole world seemed to spin momentarily before you were placed on Dilucs lap, face now in his neck. one of his hand steadied you by your waist as the other slipped between your thighs to give you more of what you really needed. briefly you noticed his gloves were no longer on his hands. two of his fingers gathered globs of slick dripping out from your cunt while the other moved under your dress to push all of the fabric up above your chest. Ajax moved behind you to fondle your plump breasts and grind his length between your shoulder blades. the room felt stuffy as it filled with the musk of both the fox and wolf you were sandwiched between. embarrassingly, the combination of so much stimulation had you crying and your cunt drooled impossibly more onto the fingers playing with it as you came undone for the first time that afternoon. growls and grunts echoed around you while four hands greedily began shedding clothing from all bodies. even when bare and on full display you still felt your flesh burning. a flush was present across your face, ears, and shoulders and cooler hands rubbed over the areas softly cooing sweet nothings about your beauty. you did indeed look beyond that of a goddess with eyes lidded and limbs trembling. spit leaked from the corner of your mouth only for Ajax to lean over and lick it up before connecting your lips properly. you found yourself being pulled further into Diluc's frame as he propped you up gently to his chest with hips angled to take his sizable cock. the tip was red and leaking with the knot already partially swollen at the base. you could tell he was thick based on the way it slid and grinded between your folds so deliciously. Ajax massaged your ass cheeks from behind you. he pushed your hips back just a bit further to spread you open and spit straight onto your pussy. the moisture wasn't needed at all but the action alone was beyond erotic and had you mumbling for more through slurs and whines. both men softly assured you you'd get what you needed. from below you, Diluc began pushing his hips up and cock into you. if it weren't for your heat you'd certainly be crying from the stretch but it only added to your stimulation as you whimpered and shivered from the delicious pain. Ajax had placed his cock between your ass cheeks while slowly pumping it between them with small grunts as he ran a hand through your hair softly. the other was planted firmly on your left thigh to stabilize your form. if you didn't have three hands holding you up, you surely would have crumbled by now. once the squishy knot touched your hole the relief you felt was immense and had tears dripping from your eyes. finally, you'd get fucked and filled. Diluc set a steady pace as praise flew out of his mouth about just how good you felt and how happy he was to fuck your sweet cunt finally. small confessions of nights spent jerking himself to the thought of your squishy thighs littered his speech and only served to arouse you further. lost in the pleasurable feeling of his cock you cried when you felt his movement hault.

"please," you whimpered pathetically, "please don' stop. need more, s'not enough...." one set of hands smoothed over your flesh softly as the other spread your pussy lips further before wiggling a finger in alongside the cock already stuffing you full. an affirmative hum came from both of them before you felt another tip rub your cunt right on top of the one already inside. panic didn't even pass through your skull as a second thick and long dick stretched you open; painfully so. you sobbed pitifully at the feeling but you were so so very full. could you really complain? and you were taking them both so sweetly! as the two began to thrust at opposite intervals you were never left empty. one fat cock was always brushing the spots you needed most while your gooey cunt coated them both so pretty. Diluc's office chair would surely be left a mess once you were done by all of the slick fluids dripping onto it. both knots were fully swollen at this point and begging to be pushed into you properly. Ajax reached one hand down and around your tummy to rub quick circles at your clit. only a couple flicks of his wrist had you squirting and shaking over both of the men. with eyes rolled back in your head and vision blurred you sobbed and whimpered at the stimulation before biting down on Diluc's shoulder to muffle yourself the slightest bit. you'd never felt so good in your life so it was hard not to cry out so loudly. you had two huge cocks fucking into your guts so who could really blame you? the pounding continued from stuttering hips and through low grunts and growls. with such pleasure still rolling in waves you didn't even notice when Diluc raised a foot to kick Ajax away before sinking his knot deep into your cunt. his seed began to flow and fill your womb so full. you could hear upset and disgruntled noises but were too focused on finally being pumped up and pretty by a big knot still so deep inside you. one of Diluc's hands came up to cradle your head and plant a kiss to your forehead and lips with the softest smile you'd ever seen across his features.

"you'll be full of my pups soon enough, my love," he murmured sweetly. your tummy did flips at the knowledge that you'd finally been bred as your tail was lightly swishing behind you at the thought of being plump with such perfect pups from a perfect father. the loving moment was, of course, interrupted.

"not if i've got anything to do with it! that was a cruel move, mutt. bear in mind you may have filled her but she's certainly not designated as your mate yet. she's mine so back off, yeah?" if he could do it without hurting you, Ajax surely would've ripped the knot out of you and scraped your insides of the seed currently painting them white and full.

"we'll see what happens, harbinger." from behind you, Ajax snarled. he pulled on his disheveled clothing before throwing his jacket over your naked form and leaning to sit back on Diluc's desk.

"we've got a meeting to conduct still. i'll be taking her home once that pathetic knot of yours has gone down," you could practically feel the anger seeping from his form. "her home is with me, not you. you're like a replacement given to a kid when their favourite toy breaks except i'm not broken. i will be taking her back and you can cope with that you dog." Diluc scoffed with amusement in response but Ajax was serious.

perhaps your pounding wasn't going to stop here. <3

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zer05trange · 3 months

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Roaring Sea

V. дом

⋆｡°✩ (childe x fem!reader)✩°｡⋆

⋆｡°✩ premise: a week after you discovered the truth of Tartaglia’s occupation, his little brother comes in for a visit.

⋆｡°✩warnings: mentions of sickness, canon-typical violence

⋆｡°✩ series masterlist

Flour, eggs, apples, cinnamon, sugar, and vanilla.

For once in your life, you just stare at the ingredients in front of you. You don't begin to make your cherished sharlotka, though you were commissioned to make five of them for a wedding. The last thing that you wanted to make for a wedding was the cake you made with Tartaglia.

Childe, Tartaglia, whatever his name is.

It had been a week since you made him leave your apartment for good, announcing that you'd never want to see him again.

You've been trying to regain normalcy, the normalcy that you had before you even met him. You knew you shouldn't have tried to get into the dating world, it would ruin your relationship with your business and disturb your peace.

Today, you try to remain calm and get back into your working schedule, but the thoughts of what happened last week linger in your mind as an unwelcome visitor. As much as you try to push the memories away, it still keeps you from focusing.

You're so unfocused that you don't hear the door open, signaling a new customer coming in, and you don't hear the customer plop down at one of the counter's bar stools.

"старшая сестра!" You hear a young, familiar voice from behind you. You whip around, and your heart rate immediately picks up.

"Teucer," Your soft voice says endearingly, masking the uncomfortability of his presence, "How are you doing?"

He nods happily, beaming up at you, "I'm okay! I'm just very tired. I went on a huge adventure!"

You smile at him, absentmindedly handing him a free slice of lemon cake.

"And what were you up to?" You ask as you pour him a mug of hot chocolate.

"I traveled to Liyue!" He says innocently, "I took a boat there all by myself, and then I stayed there for a while, and then I came back."

You cock your eyebrow, waiting for him to elaborate as you turn back and bring the ingredients over across from him. But he waits for you to prompt him.

"So what business did you have traveling to Liyue all by yourself?" You look at him as you begin to chop up the apples.

"I wanted to see my big brother! He gave me some toys while I was there, then made me go back here," He responds, and your stomach drops.

It's normal for Teucer to talk about his family, and his brother, but the mention of Tartaglia makes you feel sick now.

“How was Liyue?” You ask, still trying to keep a conversation without further dragging Tartaglia into it.

Teucer lights up as he begins to talk about the eccentric lights, the food, and the scenery of Liyue. You try to actively listen, but with each mention of his brother, the knot in your stomach tightens.

" So after he gave me this toy," He holds up a tiny ruin guard, "He made me go back home. He said that I'm more safe here, and people will take care of me better in Snezhnaya."

You want to scoff, you can feel sickness rising up from your stomach. But this is Teucer just repeating his words, so you can't.

"Well, he's right. You're safer here, at home with your siblings. And you know this place much better than Liyue," You take his empty plate, "And you're always welcome here."

For someone who thought he had no soul left, the pain in Ajax's chest stood notable and cut deep. After a week, he thought he'd be able to shrug off the feelings; they weren't real, just an escape from his job, and an escape from his loneliness.

But no, he wakes up and feels horrible, he goes and does his missions and feels barren. Even when meeting with his friends, he can't escape the lingering pain manifesting in his heart and fogging up his chest.

There's only one thing that can even slightly dull the pain, and that doing the exact thing that put him in this situation.

Ahead of him and to his left, are a group of camping treasure hoarders. He can tell that they're scheming, looking for something to disrupt the order of their surroundings. Ahead and to his right, are two ruin guards walking about the mountains of Liyue.

He can feel it, that distress and anger coming from within him. And he must release it.

One group of humans, and one group of machines.

Almost mindlessly, he finds himself dashing toward the ruin guards. This way, he can bring destruction to something without killing a human being, which is what brought upon the distress and sadness he's felt for the past week.

He begins to shoot their weak points, instantly shooting them down so he could destroy them without their retaliation.

With each slash of his blades, his muscles relax further.

He doesn't know how long he's been in this field. It could've been mere minutes or lengthy hours, but finally, there's nothing left for him to fight. There's just small pieces of metal surrounding him, one couldn't even tell that there were ruin guards in the first place.

The treasure hoarders are long gone, only leaving Ajax in the barren mountain horizon.

He pants, catching his breath as he retires his weapon. Ajax feels a warm liquid on his cheek, he brings his finger up to his face and wipes it off. His finger is coated in familiar red liquid, as he notices his cut from last week had reopened.

Besides the physical sting it brought him, it was yet another reminder of what occurred the week before. With every step he took in Liyue, he found some sign or symbol that brought him back to the bakery in Snezhnaya.

He'd come back to Snezhnaya once his time in Liyue was over. But would Ajax ever return to the bakery? Would he ever come back to you?

If it was up to him, he'd take the first ship out of Liyue and dash out of it, returning to the stairwell to your apartment instantly.

One day, he hopes to see you walking downtown the streets of Snezhnaya. He'd make a fool out of himself to win you back, even if it meant tarnishing his reputation as a harbinger to the public.

But it's not up to him. You told him you never wanted to see him again, so he will abide by it. No matter how much it hurts him.

⋆｡°✩translation: дом- home, старшая сестра- big sister

⋆｡°✩a/n: Hello!! I am so sorry for not posting on schedule! Midterms hit me like a TRUCK but I took some time to finish writing the work! I have a few more chapters left!! Thank you guys for reading and supporting me, it means the world <3333

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dottores · 11 months

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LATE NIGHT TALKS | TARTAGLIA

summary: a chilly winter night, your lover finally returns home from a mission in liyue harbor and yet again, he tries to sneak in a conversation that he knows you do not want to have.

warnings: none, fem!reader (not sure if i used gendered terms in this but just to be safe), cuddles, light angst & hurt/comfort, a little fluff, unedited/written on phone, mentions of death

notes: i have literally had this in my drafts since like february rip

“hmmm, and what if one day i was killed in battle?”

you paused in your steady movements, fingers entangled in his hair as you processed his words.

“must you be so morbid, ajax?” you sighed, shaking your head as you continued brushing your fingers through his soft hair.

“it’s a legitimate question,” tartaglia complained. “being a harbinger isn’t just for the giggles, y’know? death is a constant threat.”

“a threat i would prefer not to think about,” you said dryly, tugging on his hair pointedly. he winced and batted your hand away, scowling at you, betrayed.

“how am i supposed to know you’ll be okay when i’m gone though?” tartaglia pressed.

when, he said, not if this time.

not for the first time, you wondered if tartaglia was hiding something from you, but you knew if you pressed, you’d be met with the same flippant response and set of deflections you always received.

“i survived years on my own, ajax,” you finally humored the question, albeit reluctantly. “now can you drop this? i don’t want to talk about this.”

tartaglia went quiet for a moment, basking in your arms. it wasn’t often he got to come back home to snezhnaya—he was the harbinger most frequently sent on foreign missions. and as much as you loved how he would bring you home every little thing he passed by that made him think of you, you would much rather have him home with you.

it was exhausting—you knew that the higher ranked harbingers did it on purpose. tartaglia was aggressive and confrontational, and politics in snezhnaya between the aristocrats and the fatui was tense. and the aristocrats did not like tartaglia because he was very much prone to calling them out on their lies and bluffs.

“anthon and tonia and teucer… they really love you, y’know?” tartaglia finally said after a minute, rolling over onto his stomach, resting his chin on your chest as he looked up at you, all but smushing you beneath him. “i’ve never seen them take to someone like they have to you.”

“they’re good kids,” you smiled fondly at the thought of them, brushing an orange curl from tartaglia’s eyes. you nearly let out a giggle as he captured your wrist in his hand—the movement swift and sudden—to bring your hand to his lips so he could kiss your palm. “tonia comes over often to bake with me when you’re on missions. i’ll have to show you what she’s taught me.”

because you were quite helpless when it came to cooking, tartaglia’s family often stopped by or invited you over for meals, and on days you were alone, you simply went out to a tavern to eat. at your words, tartaglia’s eyes shot open on surprise.

“show me?” he laughed nervously, and you had half a mind to pinch his ear. “fine, fine, but if i’m sick after, you’ll have to take care of me, deal?”

“as if i don’t already do that anyway,” you shot back, rolling your eyes, and tartaglia smiled, blue eyes softening just a bit as his gaze traced your face.

“will you look after them?” tartaglia finally asked quietly. you sighed, realizing he was dragging the topic back to the one you were trying to avoid. “i don’t want them to be alone. our older siblings are rarely around, and our mother… i don’t know how well she’ll be after…”

after i die, you finished for him silently.

and your chest felt heavy, and you felt sad, but there was also a type of adoration clawing at your heart as you noticed the earnest expression in tartaglia’s face as he searched yours for an answer. you had always known he loved you but this was different, because there’s nothing in the world that he loves more than his family and he was entrusting them to you when the fate that he thought was inevitable finally caught up with him.

“yeah,” you said, and your voice sounded half-strangled but you forced yourself to speak anyway. “of course i’d look after them.”

and tartaglia looked far more at peace now as he let his eyes slide shut and his head fall against your chest. he was falling asleep easily, as he always did when he was in your arms, but now you were wide awake, eyes tracing his face, memorizing each little freckle and scar like it was the last time you’d be able to see them after his cruel reminder that one day, he would be gone and you would be alone.

or maybe not alone, but you wouldn’t be with him.

“you scare me sometimes, ajax,” you said softly, too quiet for him to overhear. he was fast asleep anyway, snoring softly against your chest, but you didn’t dare speak louder than a whisper in fear of waking him up.

the scars that littered his body, the emptiness of his eyes, the way that sometimes he was in physical pain just moving around the cabin because of how worn down his body was—it scared you. you were watching him die and could only watch him put on a strong facade and a smile around you and his siblings as to not worry anybody.

“stop staring at me and go to sleep,” he grumbled sleepily, not even opening his eyes, making you wonder if somehow, even in his sleep he could tell you were watching him.

“i thought you were sleeping,” you replied quietly and he didn’t say anything, the soft whistle of a snore resounding around the room as a response.

you smiled fondly, leaning down to press your lips against head as you settled back into the pillows of the bed, holding him just a bit tighter as you finally began to doze off.

#childe x reader #tartaglia x reader #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #tartaglia x you #childe x you #genshin x you #genshin impact x you

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teabutmakeitazure · 1 year

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Closing Shift - 2

>Yan! Demon! Childe x Fem! Reader

Warnings: a little blood, stalking, non consensual touching, dubious consent towards the end, suggestive

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Part 1

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The sound of your alarm blaring at full volume wakes you up. As usual, you snooze it at least thrice before you get out of bed. The cold air of your dorm room greets you along with the realisation that you forgot to turn on the heater last night. You must’ve been very tired.

One look at the date had your brain start listing off things you needed to get done. Even when brushing your teeth, you made a grocery list in mind and reminded yourself to do some laundry. Classes start on Tuesday instead of Monday so you have tomorrow and the day after to prepare.

You just hope you don’t let this perfectly good Saturday go to waste. After all, you do have a tendency to lounge around on weekends. Setting the frying pan on the stove, you grab an egg without forgetting to put some bread in the toaster. It’s when you’re cracking the egg that you feel a pair of arms slither around you.

With a frantic glance, you look around the kitchen but no one’s there. It’s only you. Well, it must've been your imagination. No biggie.

When breakfast is made, you sit down at your study table with your phone in one hand, browsing for something to watch while you eat. That’s when you get a notification from Ajax, the poor guy thanking you for the time yesterday and asking when you’re next free. You don’t open the message though, preferring to read it from the notifications bar.

It seems a little weird to read someone’s messages right after they send them.

“Grocery, done. Laundry, not done. Pre-class course prep, done. Internship application, done. What am I missing?”

You wrack your brain as you pace around in your room. Something’s missing. Something you forgot to do…

“Aha! Cleaning! Gosh, I can’t believe I forgot about cleaning.”

Well, seeing that it’s already nighttime, you think you’d rather do it tomorrow. You’re already tired as is, and it’s also midnight. Maybe hitting the hay is the better call.

As soon as you’re changed, you’re under the warm blanket, heater turned off because the colder the room, the more enticing the warm bed. This time, you don’t turn off the lights. Despite being well aware that what happened was your brain playing tricks on you, you’re still scared. So, the light stays on tonight.

When you wake up, you see nothing. Maybe it's because the light is now turned off and the curtains are drawn or maybe it's because a hand covers both your eyes. You can't be sure which it is, for every muscle in your body refuses to listen to you.

You're not panicking. You swear you aren't. Despite the loss of sight, you know you're in your room. The bedsheet feels the same under your palm and the warmth inside the blanket is yours. So whose warmth is covering your eyes?

It's okay.

Breathe.

It's just a nightmare.

You're safe.

Something presses up behind you, warm and inviting, and the only thing stopping you from screaming is the loss of control in your body. Just to confirm your fears, you try to open your eyes. Your eyelids do respond, but your heart sinks when you feel your lashes flutter against something.

"Go back to sleep, [Name]," a voice whispers.

Your mind doesn't listen to it, instead trying its best to scream and thrash just to lay hopelessly as your body remains frozen.

Lips brush your ear as the voice whispers again, a warm hand now resting on your bare stomach. "Sleep. We have lots to do."

You feel the owner of the voice smile against your cheek as your eyelids slowly close, mind falling into a peaceful slumber.

The only thing your alarm gets in return for waking you up is a colourful string of words. Just a few minutes after getting up, you turn off the light you left open last night and rub your eyes as you make your way to the bathroom to start your day.

In a few hours, you’re done cleaning your dorm and successfully check everything off the list. Now all you have to do is mentally prepare yourself for another night out with Ajax. He’s been bugging you to go to some family owned coffeehouse downtown, saying that their ‘marshmallow game’ is ‘like no other’. It takes some lounging around and a few long phone calls to friends to bring in the evening.

A little pep talk later, you’re out the door with the cherished oversized coat and a scarf. You don’t know why, you honestly don’t know, but you’re also wearing lip gloss. No, you refuse to admit that you've snooped to the level of wanting to impress a man. It’s just that the weather is dry and lip gloss ensures less use of chapstick. Yes, that’s what it is.

After you get off the train, you make your way to the meeting spot you both decided. Your breath leaves your mouth in puffs, the temperature of the winter night making you thank yourself for indoor heating. When Ajax’s ginger hair comes into sight, you remind yourself of only staying in public with him lest something… indecent occur. You’re aware of your ‘inclination’ to him, and you’d rather not put yourself to the test.

Being somewhere alone with him would be excruciating considering how attractive you find him, so strictly staying in public it is no matter how nerve wracking sitting across him on a table might be.

With a smile that’s all teeth, he greets you, and you find yourself a little taken by surprise with how his canines seemed a little prominent for a moment. You brush off the feeling as simple nervousness and smile back as you allow him to lead the way.

The smell of caffeine and chocolate fills the shop, even helping you relax a little when the two of you sit down across each other. Soon, the relaxed atmosphere turns into a perplexed one when Ajax snatches the menu from your hands with a cheeky grin on his face.

“I’ll order for you! Don’t worry about the price. I’ll take care of it.”

You gasp, “We agreed on me paying for myself!”

“Well,” he drawls, “I don’t believe that’s very gentlemanly for me to do. End of argument. Now, do you like hot fudge or roasted marshmallows?”

“That’s not fair!”

“Or maybe you’d be fine with both?”

The complete ignorance of your exclamations makes you grumble. Ajax, meanwhile, has the most smug look known to mankind on his face right now.

“...I’ll take the hot fudge,” you concede.

The ginger bastard completely ignores you, ordering the cup that has both hot fudge and roasted marshmallows. When he turns back to you after giving the order, he’s met with a scowl.

“Uh-”

“You’re insufferable, you know.”

Ajax visibly gulps at your displeased tone. “And why’s that?”

“First off, are you really going to ignore the blessing that is hot chocolate and get simple coffee again?”

“It does help me sleep… and not make me gain weight.”

You massage your temples upon hearing the same reason for the umpteenth time. “And secondly, how dare you, Ajax, spend your money like this?”

He turns pale at the question. “Oh no. How do you know about the vacuum?”

“What?”

“You’re scolding me about the vacuum right? The one I bought yesterday?”

You blink owlishly at him, the confusion explicitly written on your face. “No? I’m talking about the drink. That’s going to be expensive!”

He merely laughs at that, carefree and boyish as he looks at you with a smile. “Not at all. Spending some extra dollars isn’t going to hurt. It never will, not if it’s for you.”

The sentiment makes you flush. Ajax really does know how to use his words. He can be so sweet sometimes, and those lips… no! Begone thought! No thirsting over his lips! Perfectly moisturised lips shouldn't be this darn attractive!

"So… how's preparation for the new semester going, [Name]?"

You can't believe you did that.

You absolutely cannot believe yourself.

Ajax, as an act of whatever it was, had grabbed your hand before parting ways at the station and kissed your knuckles to which all you said was, "Thanks."

Thanks.

Oh God, you're hopeless. Bless the man for laughing it off, but you're sure he found it awkward too. You scream into your pillow in frustration, the unwanted memory repeating in your head. That was so unbearably ungrateful of you.

After punching the air and pillow a few times, you fall back onto your bed with a thump, closing your eyes despite the light as you will yourself to sleep.

While changing clothes, you paused when you saw your reflection in the mirror. There's a bruise right where your chest starts but more on the left side. It looks like you hurt yourself? The bruise is a bit red but it doesn't sting. Maybe you scratched yourself in your sleep. No biggie.

A ring from your phone alerts you, a call from Ajax that you don't pick up because you're tangled up in your shirt, face half through. You make a mental note to call him back later. However, the mental note rests in the back of your mind when you head out to meet your friends with your phone left on vibrate.

The first thing you do when you get back is regret not taking the oversized coat. It was cold and you stayed out for a bit longer than you anticipated, getting back two hours after sundown. The hoodie you wore only did so much to block out the cold temperature outside on campus.

Kicking off your shoes, you turn on the light as you slump into your chair, bag laying forgotten on the floor. At least you had an early dinner today. You don't have to worry about eating now, but maybe some kind of warm drink would help. Yes, you have tea at home.

Getting up in one smooth motion, you make your way to the kitchen. Since you don't own a kettle, you boil some water in a little pot and carefully pour it out. When you drop a tea bag into the cup, you feel a warm breath of air brush your ear and immediately turn back, eyes quickly scanning the room behind you.

Nothing. Just a window that's a little open.

Breathe, [Name]. There's nothing there.

With shaking hands, you sit down on your desk with the cup, watching as the colour slowly darkens in the water. The peach tea smells amazing, and you try your best to think over your upcoming courses and classes while you drink. Soon, the cup is empty and you get up to wash it but two arms wrap around your torso from behind the backrest.

You try to scream, but your mouth doesn't even open.

"I don't appreciate you ignoring me, you know."

A voice very familiar to you whispers in your ear.

"Not answering my calls or texts and going out without your special coat… are you trying to get me jealous? If you are, it's working."

You try to thrash around to fight his grip but you can't move. This time when he talks, his lips brush your earlobe and you shiver at the contact.

"I can smell them on you. It's disgusting."

He turns the chair around, and you're met with Ajax wearing his usual maroon dress shirt and black pants, jacket lying forgotten on the floor behind him as he kneels down. His eyes refuse to even acknowledge the light falling onto them, the two endless oceans staring into you.

"Do you not have an ounce of shame for ignoring me for so long? Come on, speak."

You feel in control of your voice again and take the opportunity. "H-how did you get in?"

"Answer the question, my dear. Why were you ignoring me?"

"I wasn't ignoring you-"

"Then how do you explain going out with those simpleton mortals and coming here smelling like them as well? And you didn't even wear the damn coat!"

You don't answer, the overwhelming feeling of fear flowing in your blood as your body shivers involuntarily under his lifeless gaze.

"My sweet, sweet [Name]." His warm hands grab your face, the feeling burning your skin. "My mate, my love. You didn't answer my call or texts. What am I supposed to do if you're going to ignore me? I can't have you get sick."

"H-how did you come in?"

He tilts his head slightly, a smile quickly stretching on his lips. "Why, because of your presence of course."

The smile unnerves you more than the paralysis does. You can't move. You can't even shiver without shuddering.

"Are you scared?"

The low tone of his voice makes you shudder again, eyes watering at the loss of control.

"Y-yes."

Ajax buries his face into your neck, his nose brushing the skin. "Good. Mm, I should get rid of this smell. It's revolting."

You brace yourself for the worst, but the most that comes is a lick on your neck.

"Why… are you here?"

His lips brush your skin when he speaks. "I could ask you the same. I asked you to meet me today, but you didn't even see my message."

"I'm sorry-"

"Ah ah ah. No crying." He pulls away and brushes away the few tears that managed to escape your eyes. "You only cry when I pleasure you. You're my mate. Maybe I should keep you in our realm to make you start acting like it."

A sharp nail accidentally cuts the flesh of your cheek and any blood that manages to ooze out is promptly licked up by him.

"Do you remember Friday," he mumbled against your cheek. "Anything at all?"

"We… we went to a coffee shop."

"And?"

"A-and that's it. We went there and you ordered coffee while I ordered hot chocolate. And then… I went home."

He smiles. "Did you?"

The question makes you nervously gulp.

"Seems like your memory really did get tampered," he states.

“What do you mean…?”

“Are you sure you went home?”

The sharp canines that peak out when he speaks, bring a sense of deja vu. From the way your eyes widen, Ajax senses that you’re realising something.

“And,” he continues, “do you remember the name Tartaglia?”

Despite the situation, you wrack your brain for any memory of the name. The feeling of familiarity does make you suspicious, but how would your memory get tampered with? How do you even know that Ajax didn’t break in?

Upon getting no answer from you, he chuckles. “I know, I know. I made you forget. Don’t worry though. I’ll give you a reminder.”

A sharp, claw-like nail presses down on your tongue when he pries open your mouth. You almost gag at the action, but he quickly stops the reaction midway when he kisses you, his tongue sucking any blood that bleeds from yours.

You must’ve regained control in your body because you’re pushing him away as hard as you can, but he doesn’t budge. It takes a few minutes for your arms to go limp due to the lack of oxygen and only a moment for you to start gasping in air when he finally frees you.

“Oh and your gag reflex is very good, I must say. You sadly don’t remember anything, so you’ll have to take my word for it. Unless… you’re willing to see it for yourself again?”

“Please, don’t hurt me.”

He sighs, bored and spent, and simply picks you up. Not a single word is uttered as he gently places you on the bed, climbing up beside you soon after. You merely watch with curious yet fearful eyes as he brings a lock of your hair to his lips. When his eyes flicker over to you briefly, you move your gaze to the ceiling above, the red irises making you more apprehensive.

“I’m not going to hurt you, you know. Not if you behave.”

Your reply comes in the form of a question. “Why? What’s going on…?”

With a slight movement of your head, you’re now facing him as your hair sprawls out on the pillow. You remind yourself to de-escalate the situation and keep it that way. If you can stay safe, answers will come.

“Why?” He smirks. “Are you curious about me? Ah, maybe doing everything a second time will make things more fun.” He sits up straight, eyeing your form. Blood red eyes remain fixed on the swell of your chest, but quickly re-establish eye contact when he starts speaking.

“My name is Tartaglia, and as you may have guessed like you did last time, I am not human. Though it makes me a little sad that you never questioned the odd stuff despite being so wary of me at first, I can’t deny that your innocence is more than just a little attractive to me.”

He brushes away a few strands of hair from your face and continues. “I’m pretty grateful that you’re behaving right now. It gives the death of all those other men a little worth.”

Like last time, your eyes widen, but he shushes you before you could speak.

“Yes yes. I know you’re horrified over me being the one behind that, but competition has to be eliminated. Anyway, before cussing me out in your mind at least say sorry because I can hear your thoughts!”

You freeze.

“A blood bond is more than just life binding.”

You raise yourself on one elbow, numerous questions going through your head but Ajax - or Tartaglia - pushes you to lay back down.

“A blood bond has been made between us. I completed it when I cut your tongue and drank the blood. Isn’t that convenient?”

“It’s not-”

“No,” he shushes you again. “Let me talk.” Clearing his throat, he speaks again. “With this, I can hear everything you say to yourself in your mind. Other than that, if one of us dies, the other dies too, and if you stay away from me for long, you start to get sick. Very sick.”

“Bullshit. You’re lying.”

“Am I? Then how do I know you wanted to kiss me yesterday at the coffee shop? Or how did I get in? How did we suddenly get to my room?”

What? No, he’s right. You’re not in your room anymore. You sit up to look around in confusion, but he pushes you back to lie down where the moonlight falls on the bed.

“Ahem,” he clears his throat. “I don’t see why this is a problem. You like me, don’t you? So much that you told yourself not to be alone with me.”

His hand grabs your thigh and gives it a little squeeze. “I want to mark more than just your chest.”

Your eyes go as wide as saucers.

“Spending the night with you while you sleep isn’t enough,” he confesses. Now lying next to you, he nuzzles his face into your neck, completely ignoring how you’re pushing him away. “You love me, right? You’ve even had dirty thoughts about me.”

You shiver when the hand on your thigh travels upwards.

“Show your devotion to me, my mate. The night is young. Let me taste you till the sun comes up.”

This time, you don’t fight back when his hand goes under your shirt as he kisses you.

The first thing you feel when you wake up is cold. You’re so unbearably cold that you immediately melt inside the blanket once it covers you. In your sleepy haze, you end up cuddling the warm body next to you, not questioning why you’re not alone.

The first thing you see when you wake up again later is the severe lack of clothes on you. Only one shirt covers you - no undergarments, no nothing - and your thighs have several marks on them. You have to try your best to ignore the ones that clearly look like bite marks. Only a few buttons in the middle of the maroon shirt are done, exposing everything else on the top and bottom.

Despite the heating in the unfamiliar room, your hands are cold. Soon, when you’ve gathered the strength to leave the bed, a voice in your head, one from last night, echoes.

‘Oh you sound so heavenly when you scream.’

The door suddenly swings open and in the blink of an eye, you’re being gently pushed back onto the bed by a familiar ginger. Sunlight filters through the curtains and falls onto you when your back hits the mattress, outlining every curve through the fabric of his shirt.

“Come on, you can’t get up before I have my taste.”

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frostbite — pt. 3

pairing ; childe x gender neutral!reader

content ; childhood friends to “rivals” to lovers, slowburn-ish

cw ; mentions of blood, wounds, passing out from exhaustion and anxiety attacks (sort of)

note ; FUCK you mobile tumblr posting format, i HATE you >:[ also backstory chapter oOooOo…

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sometimes the memory of his disappearance flashes into your mind like the sunlight that creeps into the window at early dawn. blindingly.

on the rare afternoons that you weren’t with ajax, either at his house or outside playing, you were home with your mother. more often than not baking.

the warmth of the fireplace in the living room had already latched itself onto the other parts of the house, you’d have to thank your father for lighting it this morning before he left for work. speaking of your father, the very apple cake you were currently baking with your mother was his own request. almost instinctively peeling the apple skins, she blabbered on about how many baking recipes you’d need to know by heart if you were to ever even be a functioning adult, much less the safe and cozy housewife she hoped for.

you say blabbered because you truly were not paying any attention, much preferring to draw figures on the sheet of leftover flour that gracefully covered the surface of your countertop. that same flour coated your arms up to the shoulders- yet absurdly, your little hand-sown apron was left spotless.

though, that wasn’t nearly as absurd as the sight outside your window.

treading the snowy ground of the forest surrounding your house, just outside of it even, was ajax. he carried a small sack over his shoulder and his treasured wooden sword with him. he paid no mind to the fact that he was just walking past his best friend’s house, no- instead he looked straight ahead with a fire in his eyes you’d never seen before.

where on teyvat could he be going?

“hm? oh, look honey, isn’t that ajax right outside? were you two planning on playing together today?” your mother commented half-mindedly.

“not really, no…”

“then where on teyvat could he be going on his own?” ironic.

you couldn’t bring yourself to answer her at the time, too absorbed in the gnawing feeling in your gut that, other than the obvious strange scene before you, something wasn’t right. you needed to go after him. the speed in which you put on your boots and heavy jacket is almost inhuman and you didn’t even realize you were already out the door the next second until you received a full-front slap of cold air to your warm cheeks. by the time you were sprinting through the forest following ajax’s trail, he’s but a tiny spec of orange hair and red scarf in the distance. the stinging air of snezhnaya winter still fought against you, stabbing your skin and bringing tears to your eyes. or maybe you were just crying out of panic.

why would he be going so far deep into the forest? both of you had already gone past the outskirts that you were already familiar with. even at the age of fourteen, neither ajax nor you really ever dared to go out of morepesok without the presence of another family member.

and why was ajax carrying a sack and a sword? was he trying to hunt on his own? you doubt he would be that stupid, that wooden sword of his was merely a toy given to him by his father and was as dull as could be. and even worse- ajax, being non-confrontational by nature, barely knew how to use it.

and just why did he have that look in his face? like he had debts to settle, lands to conquer, beasts to fell. you’d been together just yesterday and he seemed fine, seemed happy.

what if… ajax was lying?

what if he was unsatisfied with what he had in morepesok- his parents, his siblings, you? what if he was leaving so determinedly because he yearned for more? and if so, why didn’t he at the very least tell you?

in the midst of you drowning in your worries, ajax’s silhouette of orange and red seemed to only get farther and farther.

“ajax! ajax- hah… wait for me! ajax!” you called out breathlessly.

and as if this entire situation couldn’t get any worse, the growls of what seemed like at the very least three wolves rang out from nearby. you froze for a moment, holding your breath when said wolves stalked ahead of you, towards ajax’s direction. apparently, he had also noticed the wolves and paused in his tracks, as there was no sound in the forest to be heard other than the pack’s footsteps in the snow.

the stream of hot tears on your cheeks grew in flow and your heart pumped in your chest so violently it nearly shook the rest of your body. eyes frantically scanned the area for anything you could do, anything you could use- until they landed on a fallen tree branch, sturdier and sharper than the other measly twigs that populated the ground. you almost latched onto it without thinking and tiptoed forward, to where you’d last spotted the wolves. the beasts, thankfully, seemed unaware of your presence, much more focused on the fresh lump of meat you called your best friend in front of them.

they approached him with slow, calculated steps and hungry snarls upon their faces while you painstakingly crossed the distance, murder rampant in your eyes. you raised a shaky arm, holding the branch and readying to launch as if it was hunting spear.

then suddenly, rustling is heard and the wolves are sprinting away with cowardly whines from where ajax, their lunch, presumably was.

but there was no ajax to be found.

the world felt like it stopped and started spinning even faster all at once. the adrenaline rush from the chase and the intense emotions you’d been feeling keeps you numb to the sight before you, or the lack thereof. where your best friend had been standing and shivering in fear of the wolves that were approaching him- was nothing.

the branch thudded on the ground, long forgotten, as you ran to where you’d last seen him. if it weren’t for the rustled snow, it would’ve looked like nothing happened, because both the trail of footprints and the mess ajax had made while freezing before the wolves ended abruptly, right then and there. despite the fact, you still looked around every inch of your surroundings, even the goddamn treetops, for just the smallest indication that he ran away safely.

next up, look through the snow- maybe he fell into a deeper settlement of snow and hid there until the wolves left. you dug and dug and dug, your arms quickly becoming frigid and your fingertips had lost feeling, yet you kept digging. nothing.

it’s like the earth had given way and swallowed him whole.

“AJAX! PLEASE!”

as a last resort, you yelled his name at the very top of your lungs, over and over and over, uncaring to the possibility of the pack or an even worse predator hearing you. your throat grew scratchy but you kept calling out to him until your vision started to grow woozy. the high tension, the exhaustion and the cold altogether became too much for your body to handle- causing you to promptly pass out right there in the middle of the forest.

you’d have to be eternally grateful to the tsaritsa for sending your father back from work just in time to look for you.

—

you would’ve said that was the worst day of your life- but then the next three came along.

ajax’s family scoured nearly every inch of the forests surrounding morepesok and for two days, no avail. you, unfortunately, were bedridden for the entirety of their search- partially to recover from your ministrations, that even ended up causing you first-degree frostbite at the fingertips, and partially because your parents firmly grounded you to the house for endangering yourself like that. throughout the hours of laying in bed and rewarming your hands, you remained numb- emotionless.

the shock from it still plagued your senses and the reports that he still hadn’t been found you received from your parents at the end of the day only fed the raving beast that was your hopelessness. your mother tried her darndest to cheer you up how she could- baking your favorite sweets, reading you your favorite books, ungrounding your old favorite toys. nothing worked.

until the afternoon of the third day.

your fingers had recovered amazingly, yet the rest of your limbs still felt too heavy to get out of bed. the lines of the book you were reading had started blending together, eyes growing tired and sleep creeping up on your body. as you were setting the book aside and snuggling yourself up to the heavy blankets covering you, ready to let the weariness overtake you, your door bursts open.

“he’s back! wake up, dear, they’ve found ajax!” your mother exclaimed, heaving as if she’d ran across the coast to give you the news.

any fatigue that contaminated your entire body evaporated in a second and you were jumping out of bed like a second wind had hit you. you felt like you were back where you were two days ago, running out the door like your life depended on it. you saw the people of the village flocking towards the town center as if magnetized by the commotion. there, the crowd was circling around something- whispers, exclamations of relief, expresses of thanks to the tsaritsa were about. you followed suit with the townspeople’s movement and wrestled your way to the epicenter of the crowd.

you couldn’t believe your eyes.

there stood your goddammned best friend, his back facing you- like it once had before he disappeared. his silhouette had burned itself into your retinas at that point. but his abrupt return wasn’t the only unbelievable thing about what was before you. behind ajax, from your perspective, was his family, facing him with terrified looks on their faces- like he’d grown a second head. their expressions soon received reasoning when you looked at ajax’s feet.

laid unconscious, was another boy from the village. you’d recognized him instantly, a year or so older than you and ajax and was famously known as morepesok’s roughhouser- consistently picking on ajax for his wimpiness throughout the years. not only older but he was objectively one of the stronger kids of the village, hence the bewilderment of seeing him toppled at the younger boy’s feet.

you at least recall the sight being strange overall, because at the time you couldn’t care less- your best friend was back. to you it seemed like the unconscious boy and the townspeople carrying him away from the scene weren’t there at all.

“ajax…” you started off, voice weak and shaky as fat tears gathered up in your eyes. despite the quietness, he still heard your call, finally turning to face you instead. you were already running to him as he did, tackling him into the most bone-crushing hug you could muster with your current strength. “y-you’re back!”

he doesn’t return the hug.

instead, you felt something sharp poke your throat harshly and pulled away with a hiss- giving way for ajax to fully point his wooden sword straight at you. confused, you first looked to the sword, the very same his father gave him and the very same he left with- except it was somehow razor sharp now instead of the dull, worn wood you were familiar with. it was so sharp, in fact, that even the slightest contact it made with the skin of your neck already left a paper thin cut that bled immediately.

gently pressing a finger to the cut, you gazed down to see concerningly big droplets of blood transferred to your digits. when you raised your head towards ajax again, look of utter confusion and betrayal painted onto your face, you were met with the most bone chilling, lifeless hard stare you’d ever seen come from him. he looked at you as if you were less than a dismissible lump that needed to get out of his way- he looked like he felt nothing, regretted nothing.

his cerulean eyes were stone cold dead.

everyone and their mother who were watching seemed to gasp all at once, moving in to separate the both of you, though your parents were faster. ajax’s father, who’d arrived just in time to see his son hurt you, harshly pulled the boy his arm, scolding him, while yours pulled you into their arms to check your wound. you could only keep your eyes straight ahead to where ajax was while he didn’t even try look back.

—

that was the last time you spoke to ajax.

well, speak is a strong word for the brick wall that was his reaction to your tears of relief and tackling hug. though you’d like to say it was because his father sent him away for fatui military training and not because he seemingly didn’t care for you even a smidgen. just like before he even returned, you turned to spend your days away in your room, head buried in books.

you can’t recall when those books stopped fairytales and became human biology encyclopedias. eventually, those encyclopedias turned into medical textbooks- a birthday gift from your father while he was on a trip to the big city. and eventually, those textbooks turned into shining grades and an entry to the most prestigious medical school in snezhnaya, fatui owned obviously. you would’ve been fine with just stopping there, finishing your degree and going back to morepesok to stay with your parents and maybe, just maybe, get a job as a fisherman- unfortunately, the tsaritsa had other plans for you.

not literally, of course, you’d be considered divinely fortunate if her grace were to ever even note your existence amongst the rest of her citizens. instead, it was one of her own little rotten soldiers and the bane of your existence, the doctor, who for some reason took interest in your capabilities over the others in your class. he demanded you be put through fatui training to be both an on-field and off-field medic just to end up working directly under his wing.

a part of you would forever resent him for this.

you never wanted to even come close to having any relation to the fatui, at first it was purely out of disdain for their ordeals but after ajax was also hand-plucked away by a harbinger, you would’ve rather plunge your chances of having a medical career than having to work with him in the organization you liked the least.

oh! and how could you forget…

the crowning jewel of your dissatisfaction, the literal jewel that was unwillingly set into your hands by the gods themselves.

the day you received your title of sergeant, a small, gelid object materialized into your palms. intricately sculpted steel molded over a round, glowing blue gem- cryo symbol shining inside the gem. you denied and denied and denied, unable to accept or even comprehend as to why someone like you would receive a vision from the reigning element of your own tsaritsa. any attempt to get rid of the damned thing proved futile, it seemed as if it were magnetized to your very being, and you entirely gave up in fighting it at some point. it certainly didn’t help how your possession of a vision, a cryo one at that, only seemed to make the higher ranks of the fatui want to entangle you into their web even more. you still managed to protest it by refusing to use its ice powers under any circumstances.

and now you were here. reminiscing over the misery of your lifetime instead of looking over the paperwork the northland bank had provided you. and the next part of childe’s plan was only days away from getting into motion.

a hollow feeling invades your stomach as you remember the plan ajax had explained to you yesterday.

you needed to gather your thoughts.

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archonadeptus · 2 years

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Serenitea pot - Introducing Tighnari.

Creator!Reader

Characters: Kazuha, Tighnari, Thoma, Ajax, Zhongli, Xiao.

A/N: This is short but I really wanted to write something like this for fun! Thinking about Making a few More proper ones though. Maybe where they spoil the creator! Ahem, anyway enjoy!

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3.

Those with high favour from the creator were granted access to the serenitea pot - the creators home. Out of this group. You'd have to select two to accompany you and protect you throughout your travels in Teyvat. In this case, you'd just returned from Sumeru with a certain new someone at your side.

"Thank you Tighnari, Kazuha - for keeping me company." You smiled as Kazuha opened the door of your mansion for you.

"Think nothing of it, your grace. It's the least I could do after everything you assisted me with back at Gandharva Village. It's truly an honour to be invited here, thank you." He gave you a gentle smile as you walked in, eager to show him around and to meet everybody. Thoma was at the door, immediately greeting you with a warm smile and tight hug.

"Your grace! Welcome home, we all missed you-" He was instantly interrupted by Ajax bounding into the room with a big grin - picking you up and spinning you in his arms.

"Y/N! You're back!"

"Hello Ajax! I Missed you!" Thoma just dragged him away a little,

"How many times have I told you not to touch our creator so casually?" With a giggle, you stretched your arms and yawned lightly.

"Hm, 'Nari? Let me show you your room?" Kazuha soon gently held your hands smiling,

"Your Grace, let's get you to bed first alright? You've had a long journey, dearest." His voice was always so gentle, another reason the others always had Kazuha nearby at night for you - incase of any nightmares.

"He's right, your Grace." Tighnari hummed a little whilst adoring your sleepy expression, "Sumeru isn't easy to travel through. I'll be alright." Yawning again you rubbed your eyes.

"I created its lands so I don't know why I'm so tired…"

"Creation is a tiring thing…" Zhongli spoke, walking down the stairs with Xiao at his side. "You breathed life into a new land all whilst within a mortal body. You must rest now, my dear." Smiling wide, you ran to them both and held them tightly. Even Xiao smiled and clung to you a little tighter. Giving a sleepy smile in return, you watched as their gazes fell upon the new member in your home. Quickly, you gathered everybody to the living room before the fireplace Thoma so carefully prepared for you. Sitting everyone upon the plush sofas, Tighnari stood beside you with a confident gaze.

" So... My time in the new land of Sumeru was truly wonderful! Everything is as I hoped it would be. But I brought back Tighnani! I've settled the pot in some lands I was exploring. So I'll take you all soon okay?" Taking a deep breath in you gazed at him. "Please be welcoming!" Your gaze was mainly focused on a usually overly jealous Ajax. He, however, just winked at you only to receive a light smack from Thoma.

"Hi there! I'm Tighnari, Forest Watcher of the Avidya Forest. My duty is to preserve both the rainforest's ecosystem and the safety of its visitors. This will be your first time here, so I suggest you first peruse the Avidya Forest Survival Guide, paying particular attention to the chapter 'Distinguishing Between Edible and Poisonous Mushrooms.' Basically, just please don't eat anything you don't know what is." The others just smiled lightly before Ajax stood and patted his back,

"Well, in that case, welcome to the team! You look after y/n then we won't have any problems yeah?" Sighing lightly you leaned against Ajax.

"Once again, that wasn't very welcoming! Didn't I have the same discussion with you when Heizou came to visit?"

"No, it's okay your Grace. I won't ever let any ill intent fall your way. Believe me when I say that I'll keep you safe okay? If it puts any of you at ease, then I'm also very knowledgeable with medicine. If our creator ever got sick - I'd be able to protect and cure them." Friendships were instantly made at this.

"Your Grace... Your Grace…" Kazuha's gentle voice rang out.

"Hm?" You must have finally fallen asleep upon the sofa after hours of talking and bonding.

"Come... Let's get you to bed alright?" You were soon lifted into his arms and carried up toward your room. Opening your eyes a little, you looked up and put your arms around his neck with a sleepy sigh. You didn't miss his light blush and smile at your actions though.

"Kazu… You and 'Nari - will you both stay with me tonight?" Nodding happily he laid you within your bed tucking you in softly.

"Anything for you... Let me go and get him. Don't worry, we'll be right here so rest Okay?" Humming sleepily, you allowed your eyes to slowly shut - the world of dreams awaiting you… Before you fell too deep into the realm of dreams though, you heard a gentle voice once again - different from Kazuhas.

"Goodnight, my flower. I'll be here."

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lavandulawrites · 1 year

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In the arms of a longing man

yan!Childe/Ajax x reader (female)

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His dead eyes where something she wish she never had to see again. Every day she prayed to whichever archon that might listen, that he would be gone. But the archons failed her as everything else in her life. Had she just realised that something was terribly wrong with him in the beginning, everything would be different. She wouldn’t need to spend her days in the icy cold tundra of Snezhnaya, instead she could return to Mondstad. But of course, fate had other plans for her.

The ice cold Snezhnayan wind blew through the treetops. She cussed at herself for not wearing a ticker scarf, but she knew very well that Childe would be extremely mad disappointed at her if she didn’t wear the scarf, he so kindly gifted her. She could only hope that she wouldn’t get a frostbite.

“Hurry up soldiers!” the commander yelled. She and the other Fatui soldiers hurried as fast as they could in the heavy snow. Oh, how she longed for her warm little cottage hidden safely in the big forest by the little village she had grown so fond of.

She thought that joining the Fatui was a good idea. She hoped that then she could escape the poverty that had hunted her since she was born. She did in fact earn more than she ever had, but she soon regretted her horrible decision. She then realized that she had been blinded by the hope of earning enough money to live a good life, that she did not think of all the cruel acts one had to commit to become a true Fatui soldier. She realized soon after she arrived to Snezhnaya, that she had been incredibly foolish to believe that she could avoid all the evil deeds.

How could she be so utterly foolish? She truly was ashamed. She had to leave the Fatui as soon as possible. Today she was going to tell her superior that she was going to take a boat back to Mondstad in the following day.

She was going back and forth Infront of her superior’s office. She didn’t have another choice. She held her breath and raised her hand to knock on the door. “Hi! You’re Y/N right? You’re one of the new recruits am I right?” a voice behind her said gleefully. She jumped and quickly turned to see whom the voice belonged to. It was Tartaglia one of the Harbingers.

“Hello sir. Yes, you’re indeed correct.” she straightened her back and bowed. “What are you doing here? Shouldn’t you be training with the other recruits?” the Harbinger grinned.

“Yes, I should, but I’m here regarding my position here in the Fatui. I’m going to quit.” She looked down to the floor. The light blue tiles were wet, and it was a small puddle forming under Childe`s boots. She didn’t know why she was telling him all this. Mabey it was because he was a Harbinger, and she felt the need to tell him. She held her breath and looked up at him. His grin was gone and replaced by an unreading expression. Had she gone too far by telling him? Probably, judging by his expression or rather lack of.

“Oh… really. May I ask why?” his lips were in a tight line. She really shouldn’t tell him the reason, but she definitelyshouldn’t lie to him.

She sighed “I am really not fit for being a member of the Fatui”. He hummed. “I see…” he looked disappointed. He turned on his heel and walked away towards the dark hallway. He waved over his shoulder “Bye then, dear Y/N”. His voice was gleeful.

She tumbled backwards to the door. She was relieved that he didn’t scold her or worse… Still, she got a bad feeling.

The office door opened. The sergeant looked her up and down with disapproval. “What brings you here? And why is your uniform wrinkled?” he mentioned that she should enter. She must have knocked on the door when she leaned against it by accident she thought. “Sit” he said and sat himself on his fancy leather chair. “You see sir, I have thought about it for an awhile and I have concluded that I will resign from the Fatui” she said while she fiddled with her hands. “I am sure you have” he said mockingly. “Why? Do you not feel honoured by being soldier? Are you that ungrateful?” he pushed his small round glasses up his nose bridge. “No! Of course not! I’m very grateful that I got this position. It´s just that I feel that… it´s not for me. The Fatui have use of someone better than me” she tried to explain.

He scoffed “Well… I guess I can´t deny you since you applied yourself. It’s a shame really. You’re demised”. “Thank you for your understanding, sir” she bowed and hurried out to the hallway. She sighed in relief. I really did it!

The next day she was finished packing her belongings and was ready to leave. The docks in Snezhnaya were freezing, but she couldn’t care less. Finally, was she going back home. She was ready to bord the boat, when a few Fatui soldiers surrounded her. “We have orders from the eleventh Harbinger to arrest you” the tallest one said. Her eyes widened. What one earth was going on? She hadn’t done anything wrong. “Why?” she asked and hoped she didn’t sound scared, but judging by her voice she was. “You’ve leaked secret information about the Fatui” a broad shouldered, but short soldier answered. He was eyeing her up and down with a mocking smile. “What? I have done no such thing!” she yelled. It didn’t matter how much she tried to explain herself, they didn’t listen and brought her to the Zapolyarny Palace. The footsteps of the soldiers echoed in the seemingly endless hallways. She was shivering. Was this it? Was she going to get exuded form something she didn’t do? After walking for what seemed like an eternity, they stopped in front of two gigantic doors. The doors were the only thing between her and her doom. The doors opened and the soldiers pushed her in. she stumbled, but quickly gained her balance. The inside was dimly lit, and the walls were decorated to an almost exaggerated state.

The Harbingers were seated on extravagant chairs overlooking Y/N and the soldiers. She almost cowered in fear. She kneeled before them; the soldiers followed suit. Pierro cleared his throat. “I am certain you understand why you are here” his gruff voice rung in the spacious hall. She simply nodded. “I am highly disappointed. Such behaviour should be punished with death”. She raised her head wanting to claim her innocence but stopped when she saw that Pierro wasn’t done speaking. “Thanks to Tartaglia you will be spared”. Her eyes widened in surprise. “You will now be serving under Tartaglia”.

Childe was grinning. She bowed her head. “Thank you for giving me a second chance. To that I am extremely grateful” her voice was quiet. She wasn’t grateful at all. Now it would be impossible to leave the Fatui. Serving directly under a Harbinger was worse than death. “I look forward to working with you comrade” his gaze full of an indescribable hunger. She swallowed. “You are dismissed” Pierro’s voice stern.

She rose to her feet and bowed before exiting.

The icy wind didn’t get any better as they descended the mountain. The mission had gone smoothly. The snow creaked under her heavy boots. Fear was creeping up her back. They were almost home. She tried to calm her nerves. Mabey he wasn’t in his office? Perhaps his mission was delayed? She could only hope so.

The office door creaked opened. She stepped inside with her back straightened. She was not going to show her fear. The red-haired man was staring out the window. He turned around and grinned upon seeing her. “Well, if it isn’t Y/N” his voice was like soft velvet. His dead eyes boring into her. “Hello Tartaglia” she bowed. He raised an eyebrow playfully “What have I said about treating me so formally when it`s only us?”. “Right…” her voice was flat as she eyed the Harbinger. He walked towards her with a wolfish grin. He stroked her cheek gently. “Oh, how I have missed you…” he sighed. She didn’t answer. He curled his arms around her and held her tightly. She didn’t dare hug him back. He lowered his head and whispered in her ear “You can’t escape me now. Do you seriously think that the commander doesn’t tell me everything?”. Chills ran across her spine. He laughed coldly. “He told me that you were planning on leaving the group and flee across the border”. He sighed and looked her straight in the eye. He griped her chin firmly. His expression was of fake sadness. “Do you know how hurt I was hearing that? I can’t possibly let you go now”. “Oh, how I have longed for you since the first time I saw you” his voice soft and his eyes looking at her so tenderly. His lips pulled back in a horrifying smile. “I will never let you go”.

#yandere genshin impact #yandere imagines #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #yandere childe #yandere childe x reader #genshin imagines #yandere #yandere genshin x you #genshin x you

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midnightsnakesstuff · 1 year

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Beautiful pt 2

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Pairing: Ajax petropolis x reader

Warrings: nothing but long chapter

Summary: Y/n is the daughter of maleficent but she always thought why wasn't she like her mother. That was when she got to Nevermore not knowing the secret she was looking for was right in her face.

Requested: no but ik ts Ajax.

Enjoyyyy

Part one: beautiful pt1

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No one POV

It's been a few days since the pool accident and Y/n has been avoiding Ajax, Xavier and Enid. Parents weekend is in a few hours. Y/n knew her mother won't make it but she had a little bit of hope. "Bye mother". Y/n said ending the portal call.

She sighed before groaning. Ever since the night by the statue Y/n wound have been itching and burning when she past it but she never got the chance to go and look deeper into it.

"Ms Y/n please come to the qaud". Ms Thornhill said popping her head out. "Yes Ms". Y/n said putting a jacket on. Grabbing her phone she walked as slowly to the qaud as possible. Not wanting parents weekend to start.

When she got there she saw Enid, Xavier and Ajax standing together with Wednesday behind them. She wasn't going to go stand with them since she doesn't k now how they feel about the wounds.

10 minutes went by and all sorts of people walked in going to there children. Most of the kids looked just like their mother's and some looked like their fathers. Y/n never knew her father but she didn't want to. The stories she heard lead her to believing he was a bad man.

Smiling when she saw Ajax parents crushing him with hugs before kissing his face all over made her feel happy. His smile was the reason she got up in the morning.

She looked down when he caught her staring making his parents notice it to. "Is that your girlfriend". His mother asked making Ajax light up with a bright sade of red. "Mom stop". He said rubbing his neck which made her chuckle.

Seeing everyone with their families changed Y/n mood. Knowing her mother she doesn't like contact with the human people let alone other people with special abilities but that's what she liked about her mother. Always mysterious and quite. Deep down she did care for Y/n but was afraid of showing emotions.

Y/n mother grew up knowing if you show emotions you'll be seen as weak and useless and her mother was nothing like that. Yet she did put thorn walls around her kingdom when she heard they were picking on Y/n for having horns. What Y/n mother would do to keep her safe

Y/n POV

I was about to walk away when I saw something that made me stop. A black crow standing at the top of the roof. I recognized those wings from mile away. It was Diaval my mother's partner in crime. I quickly stood up ready to head to the roof when I heard a loud thud behind me.

Most people stopped talking and looked behind me faves turning slightly pale when they saw a winged women behind me. I turned around quickly with a smile on my face. "Mother". I said before hugging her tightly.

"My dearest child don't push the limits okay". Maleficent said tapping my back. I didn't let go making her sigh. She slowly wrapped her wings around us hugging me just as tight. " I missed you". I said pulling away. "I must say I missed you to. It's very quite in the palace". My mother said opening her wings.

"I see you have gotten my gift". My mother said touching my horns that was wrapped in a light blue scarf. "Thank you mother I love it". I said with a smile on my face. "So this is nevermore". She said looking around. "Yeah it is quite big on the inside but it's alright". I said holding her arm.

"Any good news child". My mother said looking down. "Yes well kind off. I have been feeling a strong connection from one of the statues near the qaud. I like feel my wings but I haven't gotten the time to go and check it out". I said looking at Ajax.

"Who's that. Was he the one that hurted you". My mother said trying to walk over to him. "No no mother he's the boy I like". I said grabbing her arm. "Please don't say anything just keep it low key okay". I said pulling her to sit down.

She scoffed. "I can be low key or whatever you children say these days". She said rolling her eyes.

Ajax POV

While I was standing talking to my parents silence filled the whole qaud. I looked around only to see a women with the same horn as Y/n and wings. "Mother". She said before hugging her.

Her. Mother. Is. MALEFICENT?? I looked over to Xavier and Enid to see them also having the same expression on their faces. That took a turn I never expected. She looked just like her mother well except for the wings part. I was happy to see her smile when her mother hugged her.

No one POV

Y/n took her mother to her room to let her get settled in. When they walked in the room looked just like the morgue which made maleficent smile. "I asked for a second bed and made it just like the one at home mother for you". Y/n said showing the bed that looked like a nest.

Even though she thought her mother wouldn't come she still prepared. "Thank you my child". She said. "Now what do you do all day". Her mother said sitting on the nest bed.

"Well we go to school learning about plants and normal school stuff". Y/n said taking her scarf off. "Sometimes we go to the local town to do jobs". She continued putting on comfortable clothes.

Her mother sighed before standing up. Before Y/n could put on a shirt she felt her mother hand touch her wounds slightly. "You'd look so beautiful with your wings my child". Maleficent said. "Thanks mom". Y/n said with a ile but deep down she wondered why she didn't have wings.

Parents weekend was a blast for Y/n. Going on late night flies with her mother and Diaval. Diaval was a sharp shifter and always saw Y/n as his child. He would always with the help of maleficent tune into a big bird before flying with Y/n on his back around the woods.

When the weekend was over Y/n was a bit emotional but her mother promised to come back as soon as possible. She watched her mother and Diaval fly away before whipping her eyes dry.

It was the day of the Raven dance and everyone was running around trying to find dresses to wear while Y/n didn't care one bit. She wasn't planning on going since she didn't have a date nor a dress.

"Oh come on please Y/n". Enid said walking closer. "It will be so fun. Be my friend date then you won't be alone". She said smiling. "Enid I'll think about it okay". Y/n said sighing. "That's not a no nor a yes I'll take it". Enid said rushing over to Wednesday.

Y/n walked into her room seeing the most beautiful dress hanging from the ceiling by vines. "Woah". She said walking closer to the dress seeing a letter

"My dearest child. I have heard a lot about this Raven dance or whatever you call it and decided to give you one of my dresses. Diaval said that a white themed dance so I hope you like it. I want portal fotos love mother". Y/n read out loud with a smile on her face. "Thanks mother and Diaval". Y/n said picking the same colored scarf to match.

Night time

The dance already started and Y/n was still in her room. She sighed looking as the the dress before putting it on. It showed way to much of her back and she disliked it a lot. She groaned looking for another scarf to put over her shoulders when she heard someone.

"You know you don't have to fit in to be beautiful". A British man said. " Diaval what are you doing here". Y/n said turning around. "Your mother sent me because she knew you'd doubt yourself. Y/n wings or no wings it doesn't make you t he person you are". Diaval said before taking the scarf away. "Be yourself tonight". "But-" "But nothing your gorgeous just like your mother now go and enjoy it". Diaval said hugging me tightly.

"Wait before that". Y/n said taking her horn hat off letting her hair fall loose. "That's my girl". He said before turning into a crow. Y/n put her shoes on before leaving.

Yes she was nervous but she didn't care. When she got closer she could hear the people laughing and talking about something different. Loud music played from the inside and the smell of alcohol was everywhere.

"Oh my soul Ms Y/n you look gorgeous". Ms Thornhill said surprised. " Oh thank you". Y/n said with a smile. Whispered was heard as Y/n made her way into the Hall and all eyes we're on her. She didn't liked the attention but who could blame her?

"Oh my soul Ajax look at Y/n isn't she gorgeous". Enid said shaking him violently. " Enid my beanie is going to fall off stop it". Ajax said before looking at Y/n. His jaw dropped faster then his grades as he started at Y/n.

"Go ask her already". Xavier said pushing Ajax closer to Y/n. "Um hi Y/n". Ajax said rubbing his neck. "Oh Ajax hi". Y/n could feel her cheeks burning as she made eye contact with him. "You look amazing". Ajax said smiling. "Oh thank you, you look handsome yourself". Y/n said. In fact Ajax was always handsome.

"I know this is very unromantic and so late but I have been trying to ask you this for at least four days but you always walk away. Would you like to be my date to the Raven". Ajax said hoping he'll hear a yes. " I'd love to Ajax ". Y/n said with a smile.

The night went on and Y/n loved being with Ajax again. Laughing and talking like they did before the accident. Now they were walking hand in hand outside the hall. "I just want to say I'm sorry for what happened". Ajax said stopping. "You know what it's really okay Ajax". Y/n said looking at him before smiling.

"I wanted to give you this". Ajax said before pulling her ripped scarf out of his pocket. "I'd thought you'd like to have it back". He continued. "Thank you". Y/n said kissing his cheek gently.

Just as they were about to walk Y/n groaned in pain before falling to her knees. "Y/n what's wrong". Ajax said dropping next to her. "My back hurts". She groaned louder gripping Ajax hand.

"I'm going to look okay". Ajax said before moving her hair away. "Your wounds are red Y/n". He said worried. "Take me to the statue". Y/n stutter before being lifted up. Ajax rushed to the statue before snapping two time.

He was unsure if you ment go in or stay out but decided to go in for privacy. She groaned louded at they got closer to the main floor feeling as if her wounds were being ripped out.

"Ajax make it stop please". Y/n said gripped his hand. "I don't know what to do. I can go get Enid". He said. "Please don't leave me". Y/n begged softly feeling hot tears run down her face.

The sound of glass break was heard through out the whole library with flapping noises follow behind. Ajax looked around seeing nothing but books confused on what he's hearing.

Suddenly a pare of wings flew down before attaching themselves against Y/n back. She yelled in pain and a glowing light came from her back making Ajax more worried.

"I'm here Y/n it's okay". Ajax said rubbing her cheeks when he heard her screaming dying down. After a few minutes of laying in his arms Y/n finally moved. "Take it easy". Ajax said pulling her up with him. "You okay". He asked looking at her worried. Y/n nodded slightly before looking around.

She noticed her wings and gasped. "My wings". Y/n said looking at Ajax. "You have your wings". He smiled before hugging her tightly. She hugged back wrapping her wings around Ajax and she cried with joy.

"Finally". She whispered. "You look ten times more beautiful Y/n". He said pulling away. "You think so?" She asked. "Yes Y/n wings or no wings no matter what you'll still be the most prettiest girl in my eyes". Ajax said smiling.

"Thank you Ajax". Y/n said before pulling him into a kiss. He was shocked at first but ended up kissing back. Holding her cheek and she wrapped her arms around his neck pulling him closer. "Would you like to be my girlfriend". He asked pulling away slightly. "I'd love to be your girlfriend Ajax". Y/n said pulling him into another kiss. He felt happy again and so did she

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biggestsimponhere · 1 year

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can you please do 1 and 2 for the christmas prompts with wednesday addams? thank you if you do:)

Christmas music - Wednesday Addams x reader, ignore that I’m letting her smile, I just want her to be happy, P.S I couldn’t tell which set of 1 and 2 you wanted if you wanted the other set please request those and I’d be happy to make them <3 Also in this, Wednesday, you and Enid share a dorm, just pretend it’s big enough 😭 btw reader is GN

Christmas time. Everyone’s favorite time of the year. Well almost everyone, Wednesday Addams hates Christmas, claims there’s not enough death or something. You however love Christmas, so as soon as thanksgiving was over you and Enid started decorating your dorm. You had been decorating for about three hours. Playing Christmas music and you and Enid singing loudly Wednesday left the dorm about halfway through hour two. “Do you think we should invite our friends to see?” Enid said while hanging another string of lights. “Oh my god, yes!” You said hanging another piece on tinsel. Enid quickly finished that string of lights and then rushed out of the dorm.

You continued to hang things around yours and Enids half of the dorm. You only put one string of lights on Wednesday half (you didn’t want her to get mad, not that she’d ever get mad at you). Soon Enid came back with Bianca, Xavier, Ajax and Wednesday. “Are you really still decorating?” Wednesday said a slight smile gracing her features. “It looks like Christmas threw up in here” Bianca said laughing. “Hey! I think it looks good” Ajax said smiling at Enid. “Thank you Ajax” she said smiling back. “What do you think Xavier?” You asked raising an eyebrow at him. “Whatever doesn’t get me killed” He said raising his hands in surrender. “Okay well then thank you for that very nice compliment Xavier” you said smiling at him.

“Who put the lights on Wednesdays side?” Bianca asked. “I did” you said looking from Bianca to Wednesday. She looked upset for a second before moving to touch them. “They’re very cheap, if you’re going to hang lights on my side make them higher quality” she said looking at you. “Alright then” You said still smiling. “I think they look great y/n” Ajax piped in. “Thank you Ajax, now we have hot chocolate and cookies if you guys want to stay” You said moving back to your phone to keep playing music. “Cookies? I’m in” Xavier said grabbing one and sitting on the edge of your bed. You and Enid finished up decorating while singing.

“As much as we love you, we don’t need to hear you guys sing Christmas music” Bianca said grabbing another cookie. “I don’t know, I like it” Wednesday said, surprising everyone. “Alright then” Bianca said before standing, “Well I’ve got to go study, have fun” Bianca said walking out the door. Xavier quickly stood up, “I should probably go with her” He said walking out of the dorm. “Enid and I have a date tonight so we better go” Ajax said standing up and pulling Enid out of the dorm. You moved over to Wednesdays half of the room and sat on her bed next to her. “I saved a cookie for you” you said offering it to her. “Thank you” she said looking at you before grabbing it.

You both just sat there in silence. Her reading and you just sitting silently beside her. Soon you noticed her book go limp in her hands. You slowly pulled it out and grabbed the bookmark from her side and slid it into the book. You quietly put the book off to the side before pulling her down into a laying position. You wrapped your arms around her pulling her into you. Resting your head on here and listening to her breathing out slowly drifted off to sleep, content to have your best friends and love of your life, safe in your arms.

Again I know this is short but I need to get used to writing for Wednesday characters and some of the prompts don’t really offer that long of one- shots 😭✋

#wednesday addams x reader #wednesday addams #wednesday #wednesday addams x you #Wednesday Addams x y/n

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Summery:

yn moves to liyue to chase her dreams of opening a flower shop. follow her on this journey, where she’ll make her way through the men of genshin impact. reverse harem with end game. angst, fluff, smut. modern au with a twist. (this chapter was written by me!)

Chapter Warnings: nsfw, fingering, oral, sex, cucking (kinda??)

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Chapter Seven:

You woke up with a strangled gasp, jolting forward and grasping your chest. For the majority of the night you hadn’t had a single nightmare but you’d made the mistake of getting up to use the washroom and then falling back asleep again. You don’t remember much of the nightmare, other than Albedo being there. A shudder racked your body at the thought of him, your head spinning as you laid back down. Taking deep breaths, you tried calming yourself down. It was just a nightmare, nothing more. Sure you had to be more aware when you went out now but you were still fairly safe. He wouldn’t harm you in public or around anyone, or so you hoped. He’d never been physically harmful towards you but at this point you weren’t really sure what he was like or where his head was at. Glancing at the time, you had slept a bit too much and only had 30 minutes to get ready before work. So you leapt out of bed and started your morning routine.

By the time you’d finished and reached your storefront, you were already running 15 minutes behind. You cursed to yourself as you unlocked the front door and flicked all the lights on. You’d given Alhaitham the day off since he was picking his friend up from the airport, so you were tasked with receiving the new shipment of flowers and getting them ready to sell. Once all the morning tasks were done, you made your way to the back room, only to see said new shipment boxes already stacked neatly and a sticky note on the side of one of the boxes. You gently plucked the note and read it. You let out a nervous laugh, relief flooding your body as you set the note back down. Alhaitham had been here earlier and received the shipment for you, all you needed to do was unbox and arrange them.

You grabbed the top box and placed it down on the long table you had set up to make arrangements. Upon opening it, you noticed it was a pre made arrangement with a card stuck in the middle of it. You carefully lifted it from the box, admiring the placement of all the different flowers, some you weren’t familiar with. You set the card aside as you smelt the flowers, your nose basically touching them. The minute the aroma hit your nose, it was like a wave of heat entered your body. It settled in your lower stomach but your whole body felt overwhelmed by the temperature. Whatever was settling into your system wasn’t good, you felt beads of sweat forming on your forehead as you shakily reached for the card. You let out a gasp and doubled over as a wave of arousal shot through your body. It was overpowering, you could feel your panties dampening. Then the pain started.

What was going on?

Across town, Childe was inspecting a gold envelope that was delivered to his doorstep. In extremely fancy writing was his name but not his well known one. Ajax was neatly written on the front. He turned the envelope over a few times, trying to look for any hint indicating who it was from. The simple envelope gave nothing away though, so he carefully opened it. A loose piece of paper fluttered out and onto the desk in front of him. He hesitantly picked up the piece of paper and opened it, reading its contents.

By the time you’ve read this, y/n has already ingested a very potent and dangerous aphrodisiac. This is a warning and the only one you’ll get. An antidote will be delivered by 3pm. This is the only time you’ll get a warning and be able to help her. Do with that information as you wish but if you continue seeing her after this day, there will be worse things to come.

White hot rage filled his veins as he re-read the note 3 times over. This was Albedo’s doing, he was the only one who made sense. He was hoping to get one step ahead of him but it seemed like luck wasn’t on his side this time. He crumpled up the note and angrily slammed his hands on his desk.

“CAPITANO!” He bellowed as he began to pace the floor in front of his desk. A large man entered the room almost immediately, waiting for his orders. Childe glanced up briefly at the man and continued pacing. He knew if he needed this job done, there wasn’t anyone else he’d have to do it. Capitano was a wall of muscle, easily towering over anyone he met. But as much as he was large, he was cunning and swift. He got jobs done in record time.

“I don’t care who you have to hurt or kill, just send Albedo a message. Pantalone has the coordinates for his current hideout.”

Capitano nodded once and quickly left the room. There was no way Albedo was getting away with this threat, he had no idea who he was dealing with. There was also no way he was going to be kept away from you, if he needed to follow you himself to ensure your safety, he would. He quickly tossed on his coat and made his way to your shop.

Upon his arrival he noticed that the store front lights hadn’t been turned on and you were nowhere to be found. He wandered inside, the bell overhead signaling his arrival. He quickly shut the door behind him and changed the Open sign to Closed. From the back room he could hear what sounded like you moaning in pain. Adrenaline spiked and he sprinted through the doors to the back room, but what he was met with was not what he had expected. He stood frozen in the doorway, eyes blown wide in desire as he took you in.

You were sitting on the floor, back against the side wall. Your face was flushed, tears of pleasure and pain rolling down your cheeks. The skirt of your dress was pushed up past your hips and Childe could see how soaked your panties were. Another pained moan escaped you as your fingers pressed tight circles into your clothed clit. Your chest heaved as you tried to get any semblance of relief but alas it lasted mere minutes before another onslaught of arousal pooled within you. You knocked your head back against the wall in frustration, rolling your head to the side, you finally noticed Childe’s presence in the room.

“Oh Childe, please help me! Oh god please, please help me.” You whined out, your fingers lazily playing with your clit as you spoke to him. Without saying a word, he took two large steps and was at your side, crouching down next to you. He hadn’t said anything yet, too busy taking you all in. The way your dress clung to you, sweat rolling down the side of your face. How flushed your face and chest were, as well as your eyes blown wide with desire and lust. His hand reached out, fingers delicately tracing down your face. He felt guilty with how hard his cock strained in his pants while you were clearly in pain.

“Here, let me take over from here.” He lent over and scooped you up into his arms, turning to deposit you on the large table in the middle of the room. Your hands were all over him within seconds, groping and grabbing at him. He took this as a sign and quickly rid himself of his shirt. You continued your assault as he helped you out of your dress. He knew he couldn’t take his time to admire you or really enjoy this to its fullest. He needed to make sure you were alright and give you as much pleasure as possible. He’d never dealt with an aphrodisiac before but he’d read about this specific one before. Without an antidote the victim dies a very slow and painful death. Thankfully by the end of the day you’d have one, it was just keeping the side effects at bay that was going to be a challenge.

A firm hand to your chest had you being pushed back on the cool table, the feeling of it against your back temporarily aiding you some relief. Childe quickly rids you of your soaked panties, watching in awe as your essence clung to the material, a clear sign you wouldn’t need much prep work done. He immediately pushed two fingers into your tight hole, eyes watching the way you arched your back and gasped. The pleasure you were feeling felt like it was more intense than anything you’d felt before. The ache you felt in your gut begged to be satisfied. Another finger was added, as well as his thumb drawing tight circles around your clit. It didn’t take you long to gush all over his fingers, cumming with a strangled cry. The relief you felt was immense but you knew it wasn’t going to last long. Guilt filled your head and soon tears filled your eyes.

“Oh god, I’m so sorry you have to see me this way” You sobbed out, using the heel of your palm to wipe away the frustrated tears. You knew you didn’t have much time, the intense and painful arousal would be back very soon.

“Don’t be sorry sweetheart, this isn’t your fault. Albedo sent you a very dangerous aphrodisiac. I’ll take care of you until the antidote is delivered.”

More tears filled your eyes, your emotions overwhelming you. You could feel your body beginning to heat back up. the familiar lick of fire settling in your gut again. Childe watched as your eyes clouded with lust again, knowing your relief was coming to an end.

Childe hooked his arms around your thighs and pulled you closer to the edge of the table. There was already a mess of your cum on the table underneath you. His eyes zeroed in on your glistening pussy, just ready to be devoured. Without anymore thought, he dropped down to his knees and licked a long strip from your asshole to your clit. You squirmed as the pleasure slowly started to build within you again. It felt never ending, like everything he was doing was in vain. Your head felt so cloudy with lust, like nothing else but your own pleasure mattered. The fire in your stomach started up again as Childe ate you out, his skilled tongue continuously swirling around your clit. He knew the end was nowhere in sight but he was willing to make you cum time and time again.

The bell chimed above the front door and Childe glanced towards the back room doors, he could have sworn he had locked the door behind him. You were far too gone to even register the sound and instead whined at the loss of Childe’s skilled mouth. The swinging door was pushed open and you were both met with Zhongli, who had a puzzled look on his face. The silence was deafening but soon your desperate whines filled the room, not caring about the new guest currently watching. Your skin felt like it was on fire and all you could concentrate was on the seeding pain that only Childe seemed to be able to sooth.

“Albedo sent her an aphrodisiac flower. The antidote will be delivered in a few hours but until then I have to keep her….distracted.”

Without much more thought, Childe turned his attention back to you. You were splayed out beneath him, panting like a bitch in heat and he could feel the confines of his pants becoming tighter. He damned himself, this wasn’t the time, you came first right now. His mouth found your pussy again and he went right back to pleasing you.

Zhongli still stood on the door way, watching intently as Childe ate you out, his hand drifting down to the front of his pants. He watched the way Childe gripped your thighs, his face buried into your cunt, barely coming up for air. Your moans became louder as you approached another orgasm, thighs tightening around his head. Your blood felt like lava as you teetered on the edge, everything felt amplified. A scream ripped through you as you came again, coating Childe’s chin with your juices.

Childe glanced up from his place between your legs and made eye contact with Zhongli, who was now leaning against the opposite wall, slowly stroking himself through his pants.. He watched intently as Childe feasted on your cunt. Licking and slurping, the sounds obscene. He watched mesmerized, watching the way your slick covered the other man’s face. You’d already came but Childe continued his assault, only stopping when you’d pushed his head away, too over stimulated.

“You look like you want a taste. Come over here.” Childe’s voice left no room for arguments, so Zhongli obeyed, making his way across the room to where the both of you were. Childe stood up from his place on the ground and removed the two fingers stuffed in your cunt. He watched the mixture of your slick and cum roll down his fingers, a low groan escaping his mouth as he then pressed his fingers to Zhongli’s mouth.

“Open.”

Without second thought, Zhongli opened his mouth and accepted his slick covered fingers. Childe watched greedily as the other man sucked and licked his fingers clean.

“Do you think Zhongli could join us? Two is always better than one.”

You lifted your head at Childe’s question, eyes still blurry from coming so hard. You were so out of it that you merely nodded and laid back down against the cool table. Again, you only had a few minutes of peace because your body temperature began to rise again. You weren’t sure how long this was supposed to last, hoping and praying the pain would end soon. Shutting your eyes tight, you listened to the rustling that began and jumped slightly when a hand smoothed the hair out of your face.

Opening your eyes, Zhongli was now standing over you, his shirt removed and his pants undone. Childe stood at your open legs, watching the interaction. This was the only time he’d allow Zhongli to touch you. He knew his thoughts were crazy and possessive but there was just something about you. He could pretend he didn’t know that you were sleeping with other people, he could pretend you were his. It was delusional but he knew in the end you’d end up with him.

“Is this alright with you, darling?” Zhongli asked, gazing down at you. All you could do was nod aggressively, just wanting to ease the pain once more. He gently caressed your cheek, the completely opposite feeling of how Childe touched you. Without warning, you felt Childe rubbing his length against your slit, coating his cock in your juices. He knew you didn’t need any more prep, you were dripping down your thighs and onto the table.

Your eyes flew open and your mouth opened letting out a guttural moan. Childe’s cock felt like it was splitting you in half, the intense pleasure now taking over your body. While he slowly inched himself into you, Zhongli leant down and captured your lips in a gentle kiss. Your brain was so foggy from all the pleasure you were relieving, not being able to concentrate on just one man. You kissed back aggressively, drool rolling down your chin as your tongues met. Your hands found purchase in Zhongli's hair, pulling him impossibly closer.

“Look at you, such a little slut for us.” Childe couldn’t contain his vulgar words, too turned on by your reactions. Once he was fully seated inside of you, he pulled out only to snap back into you. The moans you let out were heavenly, he couldn’t get enough of them. He gripped your thighs and set a steady pace. Meanwhile, Zhongli’s hands wandered down your body, groping and squeezing as he went. Finally his nimble fingers find your clit, two swipes and you’re already cumming all over Childe’s cock.

Childe doesn’t let up or slow his pace, continuing to pound into you at a brutal pace. He didn’t care if he was overstimulating you, he just wanted to make sure you were no longer in pain. You whined and tried to push him away but Zhongli stole your attention again. He tilted your chin back towards him with the hand that wasn’t playing with your clit.

”Eyes on me, Darling”, His voice was gentle but commanding. He leant back over and stole your attention, his lips capturing yours. You whined and moaned into his mouth as yet another orgasm approached. You’d lost count by now, not sure how many times you’d cum. The pain was lessening and lessening each time, that you were thankful for.

This continued on for hours, both men trying to keep you distracted but pleased. Childe only let Zhongli touch you, nothing more. When the clock struck 3pm, there was a single knock at the back door. Childe at this point had you on his lap, thrusting slowly up into you, his stamina had dwindled.

“Hurry, get the door. That’s going to be the antidote!” Childe spoke with urgency at Zhongli, who had simply been watching the two of you. He gave a nod and quickly went to the back door, opening it and revealing a small gift box on the doorstep. He picked it up and made his way over to the two of you again. He tore into the box and removed a vile with bright green liquid in it. Without hesitation, he uncorked the vile and handed it off to Childe. You were barely awake at this point, it had been a long few hours.

“Open up, this is going to make you feel better.” You opened your eyes at the sound of Childe’s voice and slowly opened your mouth for him. He poured the liquid into your mouth and urged you to swallow. The effects were immediate, the heat that licked your body completely disappeared and the pain had subsided. Your exhaustion took over and you slumped over onto Childe, him still inside you. He let out a small groan and wrapped his arms around, not wanting to move you just yet. He looked up and had realized Zhongli had already left, leaving the two of you alone. Slowly he eased you off of him and laid you down. He picked up your discarded clothing and redressed you. He knew you’d need to be cleaned up but rather do that in the comfort of your own home. Once you were dressed, he redressed himself and picked you up with ease, despite his tiredness now starting to kick in. Glancing around the room, he noted your keys on the table and grabbed them. Thankfully he was able to hold onto you and close up shop at the same time.

His body felt heavy as he carried you up your apartment stairs, but he pushed on, unlocking your front door and making a beeline for your bedroom. He laid you down on your bed and quickly went back out to lock the apartment door. The exhaustion was moving fast through his body, but he knew he had to clean you up first. He made his way into your bathroom and found a cloth, making sure the water was warm, he wetted the cloth and then made his way back to you. You looked so serene and at peace, fast asleep in your bed. He gently cleaned up your thighs, careful not to wake you. Once cleaned up the best he could do, he crawled into bed next to you and let the sleep take over. He wasn’t planning on staying the entire night but his exhausted body decided otherwise. His eyelids felt heavy as he gazed at you one last time. He knew then he’d do anything he could to protect you.

#childe x reader #ajax x reader #tartagalia x reader #zhongli x reader #genshin impact smut #genshin impact #genshin smut #genshin ajax

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