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[ajaxswifee]

TARTAGLIA - LOVERS MEANT TO BE

PLEASE READ WARNINGS BEFORE YOU PROCEED.

WARNINGS: Angst, mentions of Tartaglia's real name

Summary: You love him, you really do. But you miss Liyue. Do lovers meant to be feel like this too? You don't know, but you want to stay with him.

You found your eyes glued to an old framed photo on the bedside table. An old memory, when was this?

You find with each passing day, your memory has been getting foggier. But in reality, it’s just because your mind doesn’t want to remember what you two once had.

Ajax’s arm was wrapped around your waist in a hug, both of you smiling happily in the photo. You were in a snowy landscape, your flushed cheeks were very evident, as you hail from the warm and sunny Liyue; not any place like Snezhnaya.

You remember now, you had come to Snezhnaya for the first time. It was cold there, so cold. When Ajax wanted to invite you to stay in Snezhnaya, you happily agreed. The warmth of Liyue compared nothing to your lover’s arms. Funny. The change and excitement was rather pleasant, for the time being at least. Sure, the sudden change was a lot to adapt to, but nothing you couldn’t handle. Snezhnaya was a wonderful place, you just needed time to get used to it. You kept telling yourself you just needed time to adapt, but it’s been 4 years.

Truthfully, you don’t remember who comes home besides ‘Childe’ or ‘Tartaglia’. You had fell for Ajax, Ajax only. But there were three sides of your beloved, not one. Tartaglia is a name for the Fatui, Childe is a name for friends. Ajax.. Well, Ajax is what the ones he loved call him. But to be honest, though he might show Ajax to you, Ajax was a normal citizen of Snezhnaya. He would’ve been, except Ajax had fallen into the Abyss. And only a figment of Ajax came back up. The rest of Ajax was either dead or still looking for a way out of the Abyss.

A normal citizen of Snezhnaya was who you fell in love with. Ajax was such an amazing person, that even though only a figment of him rose back up, you fell in love with him nonetheless.

You grew to love all sides of your lover, but Ajax is the one you fell for first. And Ajax is the one you tried to drag out of the Abyss that was your lover’s mind.

Your lover provided a warmth that past you would've died for. Now, you find it's a mocking version of the bright summer days of Liyue. You experience it day after day, and now you would honestly prefer the cold. But at the same time, the only reason you stay is because of him. You don't know how this soul-shattering feeling is something you still endure. You want to go home, but you still chase that intoxicating fake feeling of comfort.

You held your lover dear, but you missed your country.

You fell for the Harbinger, and deep down, he knew he would be lying if he didn't feel the same.

Nevermind. It hurts to think about it.

You feel Ajax's arms wrap around you.

"Why are you still up?"

"Nothing, I just don't feel tired."

That was a lie. You knew this, and he did, too. But he also knew he wouldn't be able to get the real reason out of you.

You found you are turned around to face him. He wraps his arms around you tighter, as if he doesn't hold you properly you'd fall apart.

"Ajax?"

You call out. You partially feel like you don't have a right to call him that.

"Yeah?"

"Do you love me?"

You want reassurance that he's still here with you.

He looks you straight in the eye with a scrunched up nose. He looks at you as if you had just asked about the most obvious thing in the world.

"Yes, how could I not? Why are you asking this?"

"No reason." Another lie.

"You know you can talk to me, right? I'm always here for you."

"..."

"I love you from now until death and into the afterlife, and even after an eternity of reincarnated lives. You know that, right?"

Ah.

"Yes. I love you too, for eternity."

You hope what he said is true, you know that what you said is true. You love him, but you feel like you weren't meant to be. You bury your head in the crook of his neck, finding comfort and loneliness in his warmth. You love him. You love him with your whole being. But do you deserve him, would lovers who were meant for each other feel like this, too? What if you stole him from his true lover, the one he was meant to be with, the one who wouldn’t care about their missed country, because they were right here, with their perfect lover, who was your Ajax, but perhaps meant for someone else?

You love him. You know that’s true. Yet, you fear you've entered a love never meant to be.

[ajaxswifee]

YOURS, ONLY YOURS. - insert a character

Author’s note: Sorry for this being short. I would’ve made this longer except for the fact that I had little ideas for this short story. I love writing yandere stories. By the way, the story has multiple implications that the character is male. (Maybe I should’ve not specified the character’s gender, but I had a certain character in mind while reading this, then proceeded to not put the character I had in mind in the story, why? I’d give you an answer if I had one)

Read the warnings, this story includes content that can be uncomfortable for certain people.

WARNINGS: Mentions of killing, yandere themes, messed up relationships, imprisonment, violence. DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNCOMFORTABLE WITH ANY OF THE FOLLOWING.

You ran down the seemingly never ending hallways, you’d been in this nightmare a thousand times over; yet this time it wasn’t a nightmare. Nothing more than the brutal nature of reality.

At this point it was either side with the killer, or become the focus of their killing. And of which, none are exactly appealing. But choosing was for people who had options. Not people like you.

While you were running for your life as fast as you can, his footsteps were slow and steady. His laughter bounced off the walls, echoing in your mind. You’d been here before, hadn’t you? So why did you not remember the layout of the house?

Goddammit.

You had no time to rack your brain, though, not with that psychopath following you.

You ran to the closest door, slamming it behind you as quick as you could. You quickly locked the door and put chains on it, hearing his footsteps speed up as he let out a laugh of amusement. How was this laughable in the slightest?

You didn’t have to be a genius to figure out it wasn’t gonna be long before he broke in with brute force. The only thing stopping him, was his love for chasing. One creepy thing about him, he’d let you run as far as you want only because he finds fun in your fear. You know he’d drag you back the moment he got bored, that’s why you had not time to loose; he was never a patient man.

Your eyes were locked on the door as you heard his footsteps finally reach the chained up door, a loud slam accompanying it.

“Darling, you don’t seriously think a locked door can stop me, do you?”

He anticipated a response, you didn’t give him one. Your eyes darted around the room, looking for any escape exit.

There.

A window. It was slightly pried open, air flowing in through the room. Despite the fact that it was slightly open, it was by a stick’s size open. There was no way even your hand could fit in there.

“Hey, you’re not ignoring me are you? If you were, I’m afraid we’re going to have to cut our fun short. It’s no fun when you don’t reply.”

You go up to the window. You quickly put all your strength into opening the window, hands gripping so hard your knuckles were turning white. You found that all his comments and threats and the loud slams against the door became background noise when you finally opened the window and your mind screamed, FREEDOM.

You crawled through the space, halfway through when you were dragged back by the ankle, back to reality.

“Aw, you were almost though there, too.”

You thrashed against him, trying to get out of his inhumanly strong grip.

He closes the window effortlessly while keeping you in place, the angry expression turned to horrified the moment he closed the window. Your reactions made this whole thing stupidly laughable.

“Oh, don’t be too sad. Even if you had gotten through that window and made to safety, how long do you think it’d be before I found you again? You really don’t learn from your past mistakes, do you?”

“Let me go!” You yelled at him. What use would it make? Screaming at him like that only fed his urge to keep you here, and he wasn’t even planning on letting you go in the first place. Which imbecile told you could simply command things like that? He’d be sure to get rid of them. He can’t have you having these silly ideas that you could escape, could he?

“See, I really don’t see a reason why I should. I can’t replace someone as precious as you, y’know. After all, you are the one only one who- No. you are the only who CAN show me this addicting feeling, now there’s just no turning back.”

That was sadly true. You were the only one who can show him this feeling without him, well, ripping out your vocal cords out. He actually craved your affection, if anyone else showed him the same love he ONLY went to you for, he’d rip their head right off their neck. Don’t worry, the only heart he wants is yours! Yours, and only yours.

- some random story about whatever guy you want. I wanted to write a story, but I had zero idea what to do when thinking of a story, and in the making of it. Sorry if this is bad.

[ajaxswifee]

TARTAGLIA - PAST, PRESENT, AND FUTURE

Summary: You ran away from Snezhnaya to escape the chains of the cold, hellish place. You’re in Liyue now. You assume no one is going to come for you, no one cared. But a certain ginger proves to love you and search for you in the past, present, and future.

WARNING: Makeout session at the end, this story is suggestive but it doesn’t escalate further than that

Liyue Harbour is a beautiful sight. The lights that never go out despite it being past midnight, the calming sea that surrounds the harbour serving as a perfect anchor for harsh times, the chatty and nice people; truly was Liyue an amazing place.

But you weren’t from Liyue, someone from Snezhnaya. That’s who you were. You hated your background, so you buried it six feet under the ground of Liyue, unlike the endless snow. Snezhnaya was a bad place for you only because of doings of the Tsaritsa, the archon of Cryo. Despite once being from Snezhnaya, you despised the Fatui and their ways. How could the Cryo archon, the archon who represented love be so cruel? 11 merciless Harbingers to carry out the Tsaritsa’s orders. The people of Snezhnaya had such pride and ego, but you despised them for it. The land of Love, yeah right. A bold lie carried out by her stupidly loyal Fatui.

You weren’t particularly involved with the Fatui. But with how far they spread out, there wasn’t even one day where you hadn’t heard of them.

The only thing you always avoided in Liyue was the Northland Bank, a bank set up by the Fatui. The thought of it angered you, you knew no matter how far you ran, the Fatui would always be somewhere.

One thing you missed about Snezhnaya was a certain ginger. He’d make your days joyful everyday as childhood friends. One day, he disappeared and popped up only three days later. It was a while later, when you too were older that his father sent him out to the Fatui. You couldn’t take it. The one person you actually felt comfortable around, going to the ruthless Fatui? You couldn’t bear to watch him depart, to watch a sad goodbye. So you didn’t. You ran for days on end, anywhere away from Snezhnaya. You didn’t care about your family, they were never nice to you. The only reason you put up with them, their verbal abuse, was because no matter how bad it got you had Ajax to comfort you the next day.

You had enough mora to pay the necessary expenses for currently travelling in Liyue. You had gotten a job as a waitress at Xinyue Kiosk. The pay was decent, and enough to but you a house after saving for a bit. Now you had a peaceful time here in Liyue.

“[Name], you can go home now, you know? Be sure to enjoy your days off!” Your fellow waitress said, voice echoing through the building. Ah, that’s right. You had a few days off. You would try indulging yourself in relaxation this break. “Okay, thank you!” You replied, slightly raising your voice to make it so he can hear.

You headed to the back and changed from your work attire to your normal clothes (pick your choice of clothes). You grabbed your purse and left the restaurant. You were walking through the peaceful streets of Liyue, occasionally glancing at the evening sky.

You starting walking through Liyue Harbour to reach your humble abode, appreciating the now night sky. The stars shine beautifully alongside the moon. You find the nights of Liyue to be calming.

You think you should go to restaurant last night. You were doing rather well, if you did say so yourself. You deserved a treat. But you didn’t want to go to an overly fancy restaurant today, crowded places right now is what you wanted to avoid. You look at your surroundings. Wanmin Restaurant it is.

You head over and see a girl with blue hair quickly run over to greet you. “Hello! Would you like to order something?” The girl with blue hair said. I heard of her before.. Xiangling, is it? “Yes, could I get two servings of Jade Parcels?” You reply, considering asking if Xiangling really is her name. “Yes! Two servings of Jade Parcels coming right up!” You wait patiently after ordering. You feel a pair of eyes looking at you, you shift uncomfortably. You avoid looking to make it so the situation wouldn’t get weird.

You find the girl who is probably Xiangling is standing in front of you, with your Jade Parcels. Your hand reaches into your bag to pull out the mora necessary for the meal. “Thank you! Come again!” The girl say with a happy demeanour, leaving to greet other customers. You look at the package in your hands. You were thinking about eating here, but the eyes you feel on you is making you feel uncomfortable. And the silence would be nice. Ok, I’ll eat at home, then.

Before you know it, you’re back home. You open the door, and lock it just as quickly. You place the Jade Parcels on your table and take off your shoes. You sit down to unwrap the packaging, revealing delicious looking Jade Parcels. As you take a bite of one, you savour the delicious taste you know you’d never get enough of. Oh, to have Jade Parcels everyday.. but, then, I suppose they wouldn’t be the same.

You finish eating the Jade Parcels and put your plate in the sink, washing the dirty dish. When the dish is clean you put it on the dish rack. You feel tired, you would go and take a bath. You need to shower before you go to bed.

You turn on the faucet, it doesn’t take long before the tub is filled with crystal clear water. You remove your clothing and submerge yourself into the water, you feel the tension you didn’t know was there dissipate. The warm but not scorching water feel nice against your skin, you felt like any impurities of the past you might’ve had wash off you, like dirt.

You lean your head back against the wall, a certain person comes to mind. Is Ajax doing well too? No, I don’t care. You feel a slight sense of anger form, but the water surrounding you washes it away as quickly as it came.

You’ve been in the bath for a while. You lift your fingers out of the water, you find your skin is started to get wrinkly. You should get out of the bath. Your skin would hate you, if you didn’t.

You emerge out of the bath, wrapping a towel around your naked body before you can get the bathroom floor wet. You think about going out for a walk before bed with your newfound energy. It won’t take long. Just a quick walk.

You put on a new set of clothes along with a light sweater, in case it gets breezy. You head to your front door, putting on your shoes before finally heading out. You wanted to just think, right now.

A breeze of wind blew across your face. Huh, I wonder how cold it is in Snezhnaya. Liyue can’t compete with the cold there. You push the though away, instead occupying yourself about if you’d do something special this break.

You find yourself far away from the public, in a dark alleyway. How’d I even end up here? You didn’t recall. Brick walls surrounded you, the night making it difficult to see. Suddenly you hear a voice all too familiar call our to you.

“[Name]? Is that you?”

You can’t find the courage to look behind you. “[Name]!”

You feel two slender arms wrap around your waist, embracing you tightly; as if he didn’t hold tightly enough, you’d escape again. You feel a head set down in the crook of your neck, taking in your scent. “I missed you, y’know.” He said, a faint tone of sadness evident in his voice.

You couldn’t say a word, despite his clear longing for a reply. You thought he’d be angry at you for leaving, but it seems he’s more focused in talking about how he’s missed you. You were relieved when he didn’t bombard you with questions, even if it was temporary. Your mind is swirling with billions of thoughts, questions, and worries; But all of which are interrupted when he says the simple sentence you hoped you wouldn’t hear.

“Why did you leave that day?”

You wish you’d have stayed quiet instead of start frantically trying to get a response out. “I-..well..” You trailed off. What were you supposed to say? Oh yeah, I basically despise staying in that hell hole of a place that the archon that you serve had made. If you hadn’t existed, I’d have left long ago. When you left, there was no longer any reason to stay. You think of how pathetic and humiliating it is to of only stayed because of him. You think of what his response would be. Nothing good, most likely.

He anticipates your response, he’s not surprised by your lack of response; But his lips curve downwards at your stuttering anyway. In any case, he missed you. He has an urge to smother you in kisses and hug you and NEVER let go. He also has a million questions, but pushes them away. He now realizes he hasn’t turned you around yet to see your beautiful face. The questions about why you left can wait, you were here! Alive and well!

He spins you around and suddenly can’t suppress the urge to smother you with the affection he missed giving you all these years. He hugs you so tight you think this might be his revenge for leaving him, a suffocating hug. Wonderful.

“Can I kiss you?” Ajax says, desperation clear in his voice.

You stare at his eyes. Despite having little shine in them, the endless ocean you found yourself getting lost in did more than make up for it.

You found he was attractive. Hadn’t he always been? Light sun kissed freckles on his cheek, his slender figure, he was really tall now. Well, it did look like he was gonna be tall.

You nod slowly, nervous. Within a second, you find his lips are on yours; Kissing you as if he’d die if he didn’t. The love he wanted to give you so bad is displayed through his lips finding yours. Time seems to have stopped, just for you two. You’re loosing your breath, but with the way he moves his lips on yours and how soft they are, you didn’t care.

You both pull away for a second to catch your breath, but that moment is short lived as he smashes his lips back onto yours. You kissed back. No matter how many times you’d deny it, you love him. And he loves you too; in the past, present, and future.