#also you talking about prosthetics is making me want to ramble about my automaton oc aaaaaaaaaa

[that-foul-legacy-lover]

A friend and I have a little headcanon that sometimes, if the two disagree enough on something, Legacy and Childe can basically end up splitting apart. You have human Ajax, since his memory of the Abyss is with Legacy, and you have big monster Legacy, who is very instinctive/kinda feral and secretly touch-starved, big fluffy crustacean (or moth!) man that vaguely recognizes people from the fuzzy imprints of memories from Childe.

BOTH are very clingy and want attention, and both get a little (a lot) jealous of each other. Cue the three-way cuddles with you in the middle, these two sticking their tongues out at each other over your head while you obliviously doze in comfort.

(His s/o in this case has prosthetic [metal, based off Ruin Guards] limbs and they let Legacy nibble at them when he's feeling bitey and can't go fight something, as well. Took a bit of convincing for him to see it didn't hurt anything. I love talking about these silly blorbos and here I am joining you in brainrot)

you 🤝 me talking about these blorbos

oh imagine your surprise when you come home and there are TWO people in your house- one human, one Abyssal, and both ginger-haired and very familiar. Ajax runs over to you first and hugs you tight, burying his face into your shoulder with a content sigh. Foul Legacy approaches you more cautiously, leaning forward to delicately sniff your hand before chittering in realization, his wings fluttering happily as he remembers you. but Ajax sticks his tongue out at his Abyssal half, squeezing you a little tighter as Legacy hisses quietly, his fur bristling. it takes you stepping between them with your hands up to get them to stop glaring at each other, putting aside their petty argument to snuggle up to you for a nap instead, Ajax's arm around your waist and Foul Legacy's head pressed against your stomach

the problem doesn't go away overnight- Ajax is forced to attend to his Harbinger duties and you have to go to work, leaving Foul Legacy home alone. he hates being alone, hates it so much, and when you finally return you're greeted with a very enthusiastic headbump that's definitely going to leave a bruise. you smile and spend a few minutes lavishing Legacy with attention, scratching under his chin and behind his horns, chuckling as he purrs and gently nibbles your metallic fingers. suddenly a pair of arms wrap around your shoulders, Ajax smooching your cheek and pouting, waiting for you to ruffle his hair like you always do. he sticks his tongue out at Legacy, who promptly sticks his own out, having learned what the gesture means, and you stifle another laugh

they'll go back to being just Childe eventually, but for now, you don't really mind spending time with both of them