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2.1 spoilers!!!!

Im so losing my mind over the fact that Aventurine is bound to the fraction of the Preservation and given one of the highest positions there, he was invited by the Masked Fools, Sunday tried to mindfuck him into The Family, got a first hand experience with Nihility in all their glory, and its so fucking beautiful how in the end of his quest he’s embracing and showing that the original goddess of Avgins is the one he prays to, the one he seeks a blessing from. We dont even know if she’s actually an Aeon (dead or alive) or if she was just an Avgin tribe religion with no influence on the universe aside from the small number of prople who worshipped her

I am

Idk

Aventurine quest goes very hard into exploring his identity and beliefs and im very insane about it ngl

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HEEHEHEHEH THANKS POOKIE

so im a shark protected by the australian govt

starting a tag game! take this quiz to find out what kind of shark you are, reblog with your results, and tag a few people you think would enjoy :) i’ll go first!

i think this is pretty accurate!!

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GRRRAAAAAAA

⚘— FOR A RETURN AND DEPARTURE.

i. SYNOPSIS : he returns home after his time in the battlefield, stinking of rust and sweat. you wait for him as you do. as you always do. ( childe x reader ) // evenfall event - prompt ii ( ❛ no grave can hold my body down, i’ll crawl home to her.❜ ) + hyacinth and orchid.

ii. WARNING(S) : mentions of blood and death, childe having no self preservation lol, smut at the end with a bit of angst sprinkled in. this post contains 18+ content. minors do not interact.

# masterlist

Childe’s lips speak of hunger and lust and the monsters he keeps chained and bottled up in your presence. It’s chaos cut apart into a human shape and stuffed in with haphazard abandon; it still leaks through ( It’s those moments when he stares out into the snow and you know he imagines it stained red ). 

Your mother called Childe a monster. You still let him into your home and feed him like a stray fox. And like a stray touched by a kinder hand, he leaves footprints down to the path of your home, in and out and all around. His scent spools into your sheets. His old boots were left in the corner by the door. His fishing rod is tucked out back.

And when there are wounds to be licked, he comes to you. Last month he was cut across his arm. He let you bandage him up and he kissed you with aching gentleness ( it’s one for his family. It’s one for you ). 

This time he’d been stabbed clean through. Most of it was healed on camp, mages tucking viscera back to place and mending blood vessels and ruptured nerves. Lacerations that would have given way in your hands. Burns you can’t heal yourself. It leaves a sourness in your mouth that never quite goes away.

“I was impatient.” he admits with a silly little laugh when you unbutton his shirt. “I had to see you again. How could I possibly function if I don't?”

“You could have spared a few hours.” you mutter. “Look at this. You’re still bleeding.” And you point. His bandages were a sticky scarlet. It rubs off on your hands and you feverishly pray it’s not infected. 

He laughs again, like his life was a game, a gamble. You feel like you’ve been stabbed. It’s selfish, maybe, wanting just a little less recklessness in a soldier. “I can’t stand anyone else touching me like that. Not if it’s you.” he muses, tugging you down on top of him. His touch brushes against your hips, your thighs. Hunger. It soothes the ache in your chest. Just a little. You’ll want more soon enough. 

“Can’t you be a little more careful?”

Your voice is soft, a little defeated. Your hands work. Undo the soiled linen. Sew his wounds. It’s like second nature to you. Muscle memory. Your mind rewiring and purging uncertain clumsiness.

“I can’t test my luck if my opponent is stronger than me…” 

“Ajax.”

Childe does not shut up. “...But I'll always come back to you.”

“In a casket, maybe.”

You finish sewing. The look you focus him with is something rawer than you’d like. Reckless man, you want to scream. Reckless, reckless man. You want to tug at his hair. You want to stuff him away in your home where there is no battle, no wars. 

The bandages are next. They’re tugged tight enough, tied and pinned away. He grabs your wrist. “Alive,” he promises. “I’ll come home alive, zolotse.”

"If you don't"

He's disarming. You despise him for it. "Have a little more faith in me." he croons. 

You’ve had enough. You kiss him, for every day left with a cold side to your bed and a meal for one. Childe lets you as he falls back, and he tugs away at your clothes. It’s viscous. And soft. It’s both.

( And it’s voracious. )

“Off.” he whispers, breath hitching to a whine. You move your legs, let him do as he pleases, testing teeth against your shoulders and tugging your innerwear down for the heat of his palms. And you draw him back to the surface when he sinks too deep, when he forgets he’s wounded in his haze.

His fingers spread you apart, stroking against your cunt, pressing up to your clit. He nips at your lips. He demands another kiss. Rust and sweat hang off of him. It’s familiarity, a chilling comfort, something twisted that Childe turned tender. You embrace him. 

“Ajax. slowly.” you whisper into his shoulder. “Slowly, love. You’re still hurt.”

He slips a finger inside. You buck your hips and whine. 

“But I missed you.” he croaks out. “I missed you zolotse.” He dares to be sweet now, lips pressing up against your shoulders while he works on you, works you apart, as easily as he mans his swords. 

You tug at his hair, let him drive you further, drive you mad. “I missed you too, Ajax.” you finally admit. You know the tragedy that dances beneath the lines here. It’s glaringly obvious, it’s heartbreaking. You hold him tight, so tight like he’s something delicate, something breakable.

( Human. And monster. )

He brushes up against your g-spot. Your hips falter. “Please.” you whisper to him. “Please stay a little longer. Please.”

You don’t understand why you still insist on it. You let ecstasy take you anyway and it loosens your lips and makes you beg and say those whispered secrets stowed and locked away. And Childe listens. He listens to all of them as he enters you with a quiet groan, rocking your body with shallow thrusts. You wonder if his shoulders sunk with guilt then. You wonder if he wished for a little more as well. 

You’re soaked. He’s pressed his face into your chest. His hips canting, his pace quickening. Your body still through numbness and ecstasy, sight gleaned over when the first climax picks you apart and empties out your ramblings to unintelligible cries.

The battlefield calls for him a few days later. He lingers by your bedside. You watch his smile and remember it all.

His side of the bed is cold after. 

❪⠀🎬⠀❫ AINE SPEAKS ;;

kjhgfvghjk this fic was initially suppossed to include kaeya in the roster okijuhygfgbh but my brain and energy was like "just one sweetie." "but-" "just one, sweetie." see my sense of freedom is non existant in the face of burnout kijhgvfghnj and i'm sorry i like childe a little more i went through a whole enemies to lovers arc with him jo you were there when i told you lkjnhbnjmk.

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GGRGEGRGGRGR SO REAL

childe's character is so um. he is a boy who only ever wanted to be a hero. he is a brother and a son and nothing more. he is a painfully loyal homesick soldier. he is a violent animal given an enemy. he is a disciple trying to measure up to a standard he can't even see the lines of. he is the least powerful member of his country's most powerful group of people. he is lonely. he is bloodthirsty. he is never going to be satisfied with what he is and so he makes it impossible for anyone else to get close to what he is. he enjoys fishing.

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More old genshin fanarts of mine

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im so hype * cartwheels across the atlantic *

so eun and i were brainstorming and

i mean she told me idea and i popped off she just created a monster

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so eun and i were brainstorming and

i mean she told me idea and i popped off she just created a monster

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zhongli’s humor is so good like it’s perfect but he’s so elegant and graceful that it’s easy to miss if you aren’t paying attention like he’s so mischievous and playful but you really wouldn’t know unless you know him very well.

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hi everyone! I'm trying to pay for my uni tuition because my mom and her husband couldn't and they have spent all my inheritance money so they couldn't get me my high school diploma, therefor I couldn't get any part-time jobs; I have been left with no option or the uni will deem me an ineligible student.

my country doesn't provide student loans and I am ineligible to get low-income scholarships or any other scholarships because my high school diploma is not with me (because the last 6 months of my high school tuition hasn't been paid off, therefore, they are withholding it) the other scholarships that don't require a high school diploma will only accept those with awards and frankly- I don't have the money to follow any competition.

I am a good student, I earn high grades, and I have a 3.93 GPA out of 4.00; so if you feel so inclined to help then it is much appreciated thank you for reading!

to anyone that donate; you are entitled to a sketch of anything that you'd like; it will be clean dont worry; I'll even render it but it will take longer. please send me a dm of the screenshot of your donation, i will make sure to get back to you with the sketch.

p.s. the tuition is due tomorrow but I can negotiate with the uni once I have the money :D thank you again

p.s: god fuck this is embarrassing but i love to study i don't know what else to do i am so sorry; i CAN open an emergency commission but i couldn't guarantee the finished date because I am busy all the time; regarding uni and organisation work and i can't open a commission with that in mind. thank you again and i am so sorry.

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I'm.. dying.....

I can't go on,,,, any ,, longer....

Mr Darcy as *cough* Diluc pls save,,, mwee