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Hey!

Just a quick update, i won't be writing/ coming here anymore! I will still leave it up till i get embarrassed or smthing lol

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xiao | memories

note | thank you for the 1000+ followers. I don't deserve it with the lack of updates and motivation. Half a year and I finally decided to write again. This is similar to the "Moments with you" headcanons I do. I hope you like this new series I will be starting with each/most/some characters. Also big thank you to @arthurhastingpoems for betaing! This was suppose to end with smut but lol what happened.

Tags: Established relationship, extremely corny/cheesy lol, hurt/comfort, a tiny bit of violence, fluff, bittersweet if you squint

You never expected to fall deep in love with the man beside you, who’s seldom rough and cold. But also, so soft towards you, as if you were something precious to him. A collection of stories shared between the two of you.

i.

It was rather unexpected when you first discovered you had a peculiar interest in Xiao’s arms or more specifically, his strength. You love how easy it was for Xiao to pick you up, as if you weighed nothing – that raw power that’s contained within. The first time you consciously discovered this fact was when you were playfully wrestling him due to playful banter.

You were both on the sofa, a soft comforter that left you unintentionally drowsy as you sink deeper into a comfortable state. On the other hand, Xiao was seated upright on the other end with a book in his hands. These were rare peaceful days that you both couldn’t afford frequently as duties kept you two occupied and most importantly, separated. As sleep started to overtake your senses, you started poking him lightly with your feet to draw his attention.

The slight twitch in response did not go unnoticed, however his gaze continued to be fixated on the literature in front of him. You, of course, did not mind as much but continued your ministrations to escape your drowsy state.

As time went by, you rose from your laying position and snuggled closer to him, laying your head softly onto his shoulders. You peered over curiously at the pages in front of you. Almost immediately, the words, “Rex Lapis,” neatly printed on the paper caught your eyes. Slightly irked at the fact that Xiao was paying more attention to Zhongli even in this situation, you started slowly tracing his arms with your fingers.

“Stop,” he commanded softly, not sparing a glance at your direction.

You ignored his words, your hands trailing further down to his chest before swiping the book from his hands quickly.

Chuckling to yourself in triumph, you edge yourself towards the other end of the couch, away from him.  However, you can’t escape from Xiao. Within seconds, your back is on the sofa with him hovering above you.

Not wanting to admit defeat, you attempted to stretch your arm, with the book in your hands, up to where Xiao couldn’t reach. That attempt was proven to be futile as his body presses you down with his larger one, ceasing all movement. You continued to squirm away from his grip until suddenly Xiao traps both your wrists above your head with one hand, the book slipping away in the process.

Xiao’s free arm cages your head, not allowing you to look away. He slowly lowers himself to your ear, whispering, “Where are you going?”

Hues of pink flushed your cheeks at his husky voice that was so close to you. Suddenly realizing the precarious position you were in, you shifted your eyes away from his gaze and onto his arms. Despite the initial embarrassment, you loved how he cages you with his arms. Ironically, you felt protected and safe.

Not liking that your gaze was averting from his, he gently lifts your chin with his free fingers, “Look at me.”

You quickly followed his command only to meet his darkening gaze. Hypnotized by his eyes, you squirmed once more but this time to get closer to the source of heat above you. “X-xiao, kiss me.”

He obliged quickly, closing the gap between you and swallowing your whimper. His tongue delves between your lips, unhurried and tender. Xiao has one hand up your shirt, stroking the soft skin of your chest as he steals your oxygen. The slow and soft touches were torturous, you started bucking your hips up impatiently. However, before you can get the friction you so desire, he anchors himself up slightly. His arms are still caging your body, but this time he leaves a small space between the both of you. A small smirk etches onto his face as he looks at your needy expression, wanting more of his touch.

You love his strength and his arms caging you.

But he loves your docile self as a result.

ii.

Xiao is very much like the element he holds.

Like the storm, the wind can be very turbulent.

Yet it can also be soft, gently caressing your cheeks as you walk.

He also has a quirk of disappearing and appearing before your eyes randomly.

Much like right now.

You are currently taking a break on the hilltop after a long commission you just finished. Your back rests on the trunk of the tree perched on top of the hill. Its leaves serve as an umbrella, shielding you from the sun's harsh rays. You close your eyes as the gentle breeze wafts through the air, enjoying a peaceful and tranquil time to yourself.

It has been several days since you’ve last seen Xiao as the both of you are quite busy, especially the latter.

At times like these where you are unoccupied with only your own thoughts accompanying you, you find yourself missing Xiao the most.

You close your eyes, his silhouette forming inside your mind as you start to reminiscence the times you’ve shared with each other.

“Xiao...” You whispered unconsciously.

For the next few seconds, only the leaves soft rustling could be heard.

Just then you sensed a presence in front of you. Your instincts kicked in and you hurriedly open your eyes and unsheathed your weapon.

However, it wasn’t a lone hilichurl in front of you like you expected, but the person you longed for the most.

You quickly sheathed back your sword and stood on your feet, a bright smile adorning your face at the sight of Xiao appearing before you. You ran to his awaiting arms, wrapping your arms around him, and leaning your head on his broad chest. He reciprocated the hug, enclosing your body with his arms. It felt like time halted for the both of you, like nothing existed except you two.

You were snapped out of your trance when you felt a slight weight behind your ears. Curiously, you withdrew from his loving arms and directed your attention to his hands.

“Crystalflies for you,” he stated as his right hand were filled with numerous crystalflies, “I caught more than I intended. I hope you don’t mind.”

Happiness surged through your body; your previous loneliness long forgotten as you took the batch of crystalflies from his hands gratefully.

A small smile carved its way to his face, his gaze softening at your ecstatic self. He combed your hair softly with his right hand, “As I thought you look very nice.”

He leaves a quick kiss to your forehead before disintegrating with the wind.

“If you wish to seek me, call out my name.”

iii.

The sharp arrow plunges into your stomach, halting your movements and loosening your grip on your sword. You felt as if your insides were ripped to shreds by a mere arrow due to your carelessness. You were fulfilling a commission which entails you emptying a hilichurl camp. What was thought to be a simple task became a nightmare as you let your guard down when reinforcements came unexpectedly. You scoffed to yourself at your idiocy for ever letting your guard down in a fight.

A sense of dread overcame your senses, your vision blurring momentarily, and you lose footing for a split second.

Flashes of images depicting your moments with Xiao crossed your mind.

You wonder how he was doing at the moment. Probably also fighting demons like he always did.

You wished to see him right now.

With that thought in mind, you gripped your sword firmly with more determination.

A blue magic circle formulates beneath your feet as you send ice shards at the hilichurl sharpshooters hidden within the trees. You ignore the sharp pain of your stomach at your sudden movement, and instead you diverted your attention at the several Mitachurls with axes surrounding you.

“Come at me you assholes.”

The area immediately became colder as shards of ice flew everywhere. Your stamina is decreasing at an alarming rate as you quickly cleared the area with your sword and magic.

You shoved your sword into the last mitachurl when you heard a distant horn in the distance, signifying to you that there were more to come.

You could no longer ignore the pain of your new wounds all over your body and kneeled slightly while clutching at your stomach.

Were you going to die?

No, you couldn’t.

Just then when all hope was lost, the clear blue sky darkens into a gray hue as the wind around you started to pick up ominously.

Could it be?

“Block it."

Reflexively, at the sound of a very familiar voice, you immediately surround yourself with thick shards of ice and braced yourself.

A turbulent force plunged down from the sky, the surrounding area immediately getting hit by explosive wind, rendering all enemies powerless and dead within seconds. The shards of ice protecting you cracked, before crumbling away. You peered up and met the eyes of Xiao, his normally impassive face deforming into one of pure anger.

“Why?” He gritted out, “Why didn’t you call for me?”

“Because I’m strong,” you managed to mutter out. As if to prove your point, you staggered to get on your feet to demonstrate you didn’t need his help despite the pain consuming your senses.

“No, you humans are weak,” he stated harshly, voice icy cold.

You shook your head, ready to retort. However, whether it was the relief of seeing Xiao again or the fact that you survived the whole ordeal, you couldn’t fight the pain of your wounds. You braced yourself for a harsh drop, but instead something soft embraced you.

You couldn’t figure out what it was before you faded into a deep slumber.

iv.

Drifting in and out of consciousness resulted in your inability to depict what was real and what was fake.

Your wounds from that day were proximately fatal and you spent the majority of the day and nights recuperating.

You would dream of getting impaled by several arrows.

Sometimes you would dream of horrific images of ways you could’ve died that day, like you are right now.

However, before the nightmare could get any further, a green butterfly would always spreads its wings, painting the canvas with new colors instead of the dreadful gray and red images.

The nightmare would disintegrate slowly into shards that would evanesce into a better scenario.

You would open your eyes only to be greeted with golden orbs who covered your vision, “Hurry and go back to sleep.”

Those nights you would dream of a green butterfly accompanying you and circumventing you with warmth.

V.

You have come to a startling conclusion that Xiao was ignoring you for weeks.

Xiao often wanders and if he wasn’t at home or wouldn’t appear out of thin air at your call, you couldn’t pinpoint where he is.

Rummaging through your head, you couldn’t come up with a decisive moment where it led to this.

Clutching onto your soft blanket, you pulled it closer to you for warmth. The spot on the bed adjacent to you felt even more emptier than before.

For weeks you endeavored to dissuade yourself from coming up with the revelation that he doesn’t want to see you. You continued your everyday obligations, diverting yourself with dispiriting thoughts that plagued your mind. Unfortunately, you were at your breaking point, the rain pitter-pattered against your windows made the atmosphere even more dejecting.

Tears formulated at the corner of your eyes and leaks reluctantly down your cheeks.

“Xiao,” you called out softly.

Just then, familiar hands caress your cheeks, wiping away the tears that eluded, “Why are you crying?”

The person you wanted to see the most was now in front of you yet simultaneously was the last person you wanted.

You chuckled monotonously, “Is this a dream?”

Xiao shook his head slightly, hands never once leaving your cheeks. Slight anger submerged within you at his nonchalant attitude as you push his hands away from you. “Why are you here?”

Silence emerged with only the sounds of the rain reverberating around the room. No one moved an inch. You were still sitting up on your bed, clutching onto the white blanket whereas Xiao was standing next to the bedside unnervingly.

You half anticipate him to disintegrate into thin air once more, but what you didn’t expect was him to sit next to you on the bed. He grasps your hands with his, holding it carefully as if you were a porcelain doll ready to shatter at any given moment.

“I don’t deserve you.”

Thousands of rebuttals were ready to be hurled at him, but you waited patiently instead for him to continue. After weeks, you were finally getting some answers.

“One day I might be contaminated with evil itself. These hands...” He trailed off, hands withdrawing from yours.

Your eyes trails from his hands to his face. The moonlight reflecting through the window, illuminates his beautiful face. Now that you gotten a closer look, you realize that he looks tired, worn down from years of torment.

The anger subsided, leaving nothing but love for the man in front of you.

You reach out for his face, lifting him out of his thoughts. Your eyes never left his, hoping to convey your adoration towards the man. You reach out for his rough hands littered with callouses that developed over the years.

You bring his hands to your cheeks, resting on them before leaving a soft kiss onto one of them. “These hands have brought so much happiness. The crystalflies you gathered that day, the soft hands that would comfort me during a nightmare...You’ve done so much.” You crawled onto his lap, resting your forehead on his, hands never once leaving his.

“No matter what, I want to be with you.” With that you closed the gap between the two of you, pressing your lips onto his. Compacted In that kiss was the sweetness of passion, thousands of loving thoughts condensed into this kiss. Your heartbeats resonated in each other’s ears, and you could only focus on how soft he felt against your mouth, how addictively he invaded all your senses. You continue to place soft kisses to convey how much you love him, before slowly, detaching yourself from his embrace and resting your forehead against his, “Even if my time is short...”

The two of you remain in the comfort of each other's arms, with only the wind reverberating against the window in this long night. Instead of an everlasting adepti and an ordinary human, it was just Xiao and you, hearts connected. The sand in the hourglass can’t be stopped until it reaches its end, but for now you will enjoy the flow with the person you love most.

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TOHMAS COMING SOON GAHHHH

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Hi! I love your writing so much. Keep up the good work! :) P.S. Is your inbox open? I would love to be friends.

tysm! It is open indeed. I actually have no friends on tumblr I would love to meet new people.

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I just found your blog a little while ago but im IN LOVE with your work. Ugh you have such a wonderful way with ways, it makes me weak🥺 I'm looking forward to q whatever else u might post -‎‎‎‎(❁ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)

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Moments With Him | Albedo

Albedo

One of the things he loves about you was your eagerness in listening to him talk about theories. Contrarily, you enjoy the sparkle within his eyes whenever he rambles. Albedo is pretty perceptive, he can notice little signs that indicates if someone's disinterested. A large percentage of people lose interest in his rambling, but you were always different. Since the beginning, you were always special, and that made him even more intrigued.

You both love braiding each other's hair. It started on a whim, when you were stroking his hair in the midst of a summer afternoon. He was of course, lost in his palette and you were absentmindedly twirling his hair while mesmerized by his paint strokes. It was then that you unconsciously muttered your curiosity on how he styles his hair. His movement halted at your words, and that's when a peculiar idea formed.

He gestures for you to sit down in which you listened compliantly. The summer breeze lifted your hair to him, your sweet fragrance tickling his senses. His fingers reached out to caress your hair, leaving a secret kiss at the tip. Gathering strands of hair on each end, he began to twirl it into braids, all while instructing you on his method of braiding. You start squirming at your seat when you feel his fingers gently graze your neck. Seeing your attempts in trying to stay still prompts him to have the urge to tease you. He would intentionally skim over your neck and when you create too much movement, he would position himself next to your ear and whisper softly, "Sit still." The blush that adorns your cheeks afterwards is so lovable to him, he can't resist littering your neck with more kisses, hair temporarily forgotten.

Albedo is proud of your handiwork. Your self-esteem can be rather low at times, and you weren't confident in replicating his hairstyle. After his special lesson on braiding, you wanted to help him with his hair at least once. Of course, it didn't go as well as you anticipated. Given his personality, he analyzed it thoroughly, and gave out constructive criticism on what should be improved. You were slightly dejected by his seemingly harsh tone, thinking he didn't appreciate it at all. But with his soft hands that would pat your head, followed by the slight smile stretched across his face, he would definitely reassure you, "Good job." And honestly, that's all that matters. Later that day, you couldn't contain your smile when you overheard the people in town commenting on Albedo's unusual hairstyle. Although slightly clumsy, he never took it down nor did he attempt to fix it. Since then, it became routine that you both shared.

Before, he didn't understand the concept of love to its full extent, and how it compels people to act a certain way when they fall deep in. Maybe even now it is hard to condense such emotion to words. But when the sun goes down, and the moon gleams through the window, your warmth is still there next to him. All rationality and logic disintegrates, and all he can think about is how you both found each other amongst this vast universe.

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i don't know if you know this but if you go into the search section for your blog nearly every single one of the recommended tags is something to do with childe

Haha yes 3/4 things ive published had childe with one being diluc. Im working on other characters right now ^^

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yooo 👁 ur works are godly !!!

they aren’t, but tysm for your kind words quq

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Do you take requests? 🥺 if you do, may I request Tartaglia just being really (emphasis on the really) madly in love with reader? If you don’t, that’s totally okay too! ♥️ love your work btw! 😌

Hello! Thank you so much for the first request! Here is the link! I changed the prompt a little bit, I hope it’s still okay!

Also side note to every one else, I do take requests! However, requests are not guaranteed as I lack a lot of motivation at times, and real life can be bothersome, but I will try my best!

PPS: I will write more then just Childe ^^

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HAPPY NEW YEARS UWU

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Happy holidays! Kind of late but I hope everyone had a good break. I definitely need to work on updating/writing more. My latest one was suppose to have multiple people featured but I couldn’t seem to find the motivation and time so I just wrote Tartaglia’s part.

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Aftercare | Childe

⇀ Childe

When the heat shared between you two slowly winds down, he will immediately smother you with cuddles, his warms arms pulling you close to him. His lips gravitates towards your forehead, peppering it with kisses, and murmuring words of appraisal on how good you were to him, and how much he loves you. Silence will ensue as you were both content on listening to each other’s heartbeats syncing to a slow rhythm of satisfaction.

His older brother instincts will definitely kick in. Childe will ask you several times if you needed anything. If you wanted water, he will sit you up and hold the cup carefully for you as if you were a porcelain doll ready to shatter at any given moment. Other times, he would drink the water for you before connecting your lips. When there is no water left, he will detach his lips from yours, licking the left over water that trickled down your chin, and pecking your lip once more. Your eyes will trail down in embarrassment, but he wouldn’t let your eyes stray off from him. He will hold your chin, keeping you still before cheekily asking, “Do you want more?”

He knows you detest the sticky substances and sweat that’s littered all over your body right after your night together. Shortly after getting what you need, he will go fetch a warm wet towel for you. Although his initial goal is to help clean you, he doesn’t miss this chance to admire you. At times like these, a surge of affection for you overwhelms him, and often times he will get distracted.

 He will start off with gently wiping the sweat off your forehead, leaving a trail of kisses afterwards. A small lock of hair tumbled in front of your face in which he gently brushed aside. Your fingers interlocks similar to puzzle pieces, his gaze darkens as he drifts downwards. His right hand trails down to the little red marks blossomed throughout your entire neck. He leans forward, licking and kissing each mark with pride, the wet towel long forgotten.

Time stops when his lips are on yours, the flutters in your stomach intensifies. The kiss, compacted with his love and desires, reawakens the heat between you. Your heartbeats resonated in each other’s ears, and you could only focus on how soft he felt against your mouth, how addictively he invaded all your senses. You part your lips, letting him in, and felt him washing over like a wave of warmth, curling your toes, unwinding all your senses as the taste of him nearly disintegrated all thoughts. His thumb was throbbing at the hollow of your neck, rubbing up and down over his marks as his tongue conquered the depths of your mouth, consuming, hungry, caging you into the warmth of him. Childe kept his eyes half open, sneaking a guilty peek at you every time he came back for air, just to make sure you were real and that you were really his. By the time your aware of his fingers, they had already trailed further down, enticing you. The night wasn’t over, no it was far from it.

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Moments With Him | Diluc

He loves when you visit him on nights where he’s working at the tavern. Diluc’s not much of a talker himself, but he opts to listen to you instead. As much as he adores hearing you slur your words when you ramble about your day, slightly tipsy, he wants to be the only person who witnesses your drunken state. Every drink you request, he will make sure to mix the drinks with lower alcohol content in it. You would periodically brag about your tolerance from time to time to him, without knowing the truth, but that’s his little secret.

Chess was something you both did not expect to enjoy together, but you would find yourselves playing frequently. You were attracted to his calm demeanor and the calculating gazes he would give as he analyzed his opponent. On the other hand, Diluc was completely smitten by your attempts in defeating him. He appreciates you learning the game just because he found his butler to be a boring opponent and the fact that you wanted to do the things he loved. Although he would never admit that out loud.  You would surprise him each time you play chess with your gradual growth, but he would never allow you to checkmate him. He’s far too fond of the growing pout on your face, and loves to be fixated on your face when you’re too busy struggling with your next move.

Whenever the both of you have spare time, he would ask you to come to the vacant Dawn Winery where you would have dinner together. After dinner, he will take your hand for a dance. The moonlight would shine down through the glass panes, illuminating the the two of you. The slow music twirled like a thread around you as you continue to move side by side. In these moments, it feels like time has stopped and only the two of existed in this world.

Diluc feels his love for you slowly overwhelm him as he admires your features, glistened by the moonlight. As the music slowly winds down, you will find your resistance crumbling down as you feel his hot breath caressing your neck, then the tender brush of his lips. You looked absolutely irresistible, adorned by the crimson dress he gifted you. He then will suck on the supple skin, a bright red blossoming in the place he just touched, marking you as his. His lips will soon gravitate towards yours for a deep kiss. Compacted In that kiss was the sweetness of passion, thousands of loving thoughts condensed into a moment. However that wasn’t enough for him. He wants more of you.

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Kisses | Childe

Childe loves sneaking in little kisses when you least expect it.

Whenever you ramble about something enthusiastically, he would find it so endearing. He can’t resist cutting you off mid-sentence to sneak in a quick peck, all while enjoying the blush that adorns your face right after. His gaze will soften up and his thumb would gently caress your cheeks before leaning forward to connect your lips for a deeper kiss.

He loves teasing you, and making you want him when you are alone.

While enclosing you in his arms, he would gaze down lovingly  at your eyes as yours slowly close in anticipation. When you didn’t feel his soft lips on yours, you open your eyes to see a smirk etched onto Childe’s face. “Hm? What’s wrong?” He would softly whisper to your ears while feigning obliviousness to your inner turmoil. His gaze shifts downwards as he traces your parted lips with his fingers. He loves to see the pink hue blossoming throughout your face as you stumble upon your words. While clearly knowing what you want, he refuses to take action unless you say the magic words.

Despite all his teasing, when you ask for it, it is him who completely loses himself in you afterwards. “Good girl,” he would mutter huskily before pulling you towards him once more, making sure there is no space between your bodies. Your mouths gravitate towards each other as he licks and tugs at your lips, seeking entrance. Once parted, he wastes no time in indulging your mouth. Both your tongues starts to entangle in a sweet fight for dominance. The urge to overpower you, overwhelms him. Your legs starts to quiver, and the lack of oxygen compels you to pull away. But Childe won’t let that happen.

“Where do you think you are going?”

His grip on your waist will tighten up while his other hand clutches onto the back of your head, ensuring that you couldn’t pull away. He promptly reconnects your lips as your tongue interlace once more, but this time he completely dominates this tangle. He licks every part inside, leaving nothing untouched. Your taste is intoxicating, and he simply can’t get enough. He desperately wants to hear your whimpers, wants to hear you feel good because of him. His finger trails down slowly from your back to your supple thighs before gently caressing it, enticing you. “Show me more of you.”

After a long day, you can find yourselves winding down on the bed with his arms wrapped tightly around you. On these days, Childe loves to take his time to worship you and your body. His eyes seeks yours with a smitten look, completely entranced by your beauty.  Childe isn’t the type to openly voice out his affections, but would rather display it through his actions.   He will gently leave a kiss on your forehead, and on the top of your lids before moving down to peck your nose. His mouth will linger around your cheeks, peppering it with multiple kisses and stopping in front of your lips. You both exchange hushed giggles when he leaves an exaggerated smooch on your lips.

His gaze will soon loiter towards your stomach, where most of your scars lingers. A frown carves its way to his face as he stares disapprovingly at your attempt to hide yourself from him. Lifting your arm away from your stomach, he drops a kiss onto the little scar painted on the inside of your wrist. His focus then shifts to the bigger scar etched onto your stomach. Without breaking eye contact from you, he will slowly trace your scar with his tongue, gently caressing it. He would draw circles on your stomach while peppering it with kisses. Childe dislikes it when you are ashamed of your body. To him, they are beautiful and he will spend the whole night kissing every little scar you have, one by one.

“Your body and your scars, they all belong to me.”