#also if the card's HP ever reaches zero you internally cry

[that-foul-legacy-lover]

ok but WHAT IF there WAS a Foul Legacy card in TGC Genius Invocation because some of the cards are of enemies y'know? there's a Mirror Maiden and a Fatui Agent and even Maguu Kenki, so pretend for a second that somehow a Foul Legacy card was made. everyone else thinks it's just a cool character card- hard to find though, since only a few were made (people thought it'd be too scary for the kids and wouldn't sell well)- and one day, as thanks for paying whenever he forgot his wallet and just being a good friend in general, Zhongli gifts you one of the special few holographic Foul Legacy cards. you've got such a huge smile on your face when you see it, since you didn't even know it existed due to just recently learning how to play TGC, fingers gently tracing over the beautifully drawn features of your secret Abyssal lover. you bid Zhongli goodbye and thank him again before rushing home, the card safely bundled in your pocket- you haven't even looked at Foul Legacy's moveset but you *know* you're going to add him to your deck, even if you have to rework everything else in it. you burst through the door and quickly yank off your shoes, running upstairs to your room where Childe's buried under the blankets. you gently nudge him awake, cooing at the way he mrrps sleepily and blinks up at you, perking up when he sees the excitement glittering in your eyes. you perch yourself on the bed and tell him to close his eye- no peeking!- before setting the card into his outstretched hand. Childe stares at the card, mouth slightly open in shock, and you lean in to plant a kiss on the edge, carefully avoiding his fangs. this seems to kickstart his brain out of short circuiting and immediately he chirps in sheer delight, holding the card with the tips of his claws and delicately turning it over to examine it from every angle. he loves the way it shines, like rainbow fractals, and the artistry imbued in the picture- although in your humble opinion it's nowhere near as pretty as the real thing, and Childe feels himself blush, crimson upon crimson. he carefully hands it back to you, watching as you take out your deck and spread the rest of your cards onto the bed, intent on building a new deck centered around Foul Legacy. there's a little tug on your shirt and you turn, making room for Childe to snuggle his head into your lap, beginning to purr when you scritch between his horns. there's comfortable silence as you sort out your cards, occasionally asking for Childe advice to be met with clicks and trills until your new, better deck is ready. so now whenever you play a round of TGC, it's like you have Childe here with you in the form of a card :)