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[fuhutao]

best friends, but more // the harbingers as the best friend you realize you’ve fallen for <fics>

featuring: childe, scaramouche (separate) x gn!reader

genre: (a little!) hurt/comfort

a/n: these started off as hcs but now they’re 2 whole fics HAHAH send help :D

if you’ve already seen this before, it’s because i had to restart my account & am reposting all my previous works here!

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childe

• as the resident best friend, you’ve always been very close with childe’s large family. but as the two of you grew older, his siblings began to suspect you were more than just a playmate. it was an innocent observation on their part, and yet, it never failed to make you feel just a little warm inside.

• childe has always been and always will be a sickenly affectionate best friend. the kind that goes “i love you too!” when you insist you hate them. now, you might complain about how annoying it is, but it’s rather sweet. if there’s something you want, he’ll buy it for you without a second thought. he shamelessly pats your head and pokes your cheek to grab your attention. he’ll hold objects high above so you can’t reach and tease you with nickname after nickname. at times like these, he feels more like a boyfriend than anything.

• you’ve always felt so at peace with him. he’s never failed to make you laugh with his stupid, stupid jokes and slowly, your heart would skip a few beats as well. these gestures were no big deal as children, but you definitely aren’t children anymore.

• you’re one of the few in his life that are both (1) his age and (2) do not harbor an infectious blood-thirst. therefore, you serve as his personal anchor to reality; holding him tight after countless battles and treating his injuries, all the while fighting your own growing emotions.

• since he is always sent away on duty, you are left with a lot of time to ponder your feelings for the harbinger. were they platonic or….something more?

• say you did like him romantically—which you try to convince yourself you don’t—you could never imagine coming in between him and that burning passion of his. yes, he is a monster in the battlefield, but to you, he’s still the wonderful boy you befriended years ago. and because you saw no fault in him, you felt as if you’d hold him back.

• this didn’t mean you knew how to deal with his careless teases and playful touches, however. they weren’t annoying anymore, they were frightening.

• it all went down one day when you guys were watching over his youngest siblings: tonia, anthon, and teucer. the children had let it slip that the two of you seemed like a couple, being so close and all.

“oh? well, i wouldn’t mind taking little _____ on dates, would you guys?” childe laughs, slipping an arm around your shoulders.

“nope! we love _____!”

you giggle along with them, but an uncomfortable pit forms at the depths of your stomach.

awhile later, childe is walking you home after dropping the kids off together.

“hey, is something wrong? you’ve been unusually quiet.”

“huh? nothing’s wrong, you weirdo.”

“hmmm..” childe leans over and flicks your forehead.

“ow!”

the two of you share a smile, but there’s a silence that seems to stretch an awful lot of time. it’s only when you’ve reached your house, that your best friend decides to break it:

“you know, what i said back there wasn’t really a joke,” he blurts out.

“huh? what do you mean?”

“about taking you on dates..about us being a couple.”

stunned, you laugh nervously, your head does a spin. what’s going on???

“well, aren’t you going to say something?”

“i don’t know what you’re up to right now, but stop it. this isn’t funny..”

“i’m serious!”

“so am i, ajax!”

and suddenly, childe is grabbing your hand and placing it on his chest. it’s so abrupt, you don’t know what to do. why was he playing with your feelings? the very ones you were so sure you could ignore?

“stop-”

“wait. feel it, _____. do you still think i’m joking?”

• underneath the layers of clothing and flesh, his heart was beating just as rapidly as yours.

scaramouche

• no one knew just how you managed to befriend the grouchy harbinger, including him and yourself

• well.…you weren’t really his best friend per say, perhaps his only. and the main reason for this was because you wouldn’t butt out of his life! practically everyday, you would visit the menace.

• the two of you have known each other since your teenage years and perhaps that explained why he seemed to…tolerate you. however, this never once stopped his bully-esque remarks.

• you didn’t mind he was a man of few (pretty horrible) words and to be honest, really admired him. you soon realized that this feeling was not just admiration, but to your horror, love?!! oh dear.

• knowing scaramouche, you didn’t have any hopes of him reciprocating your feelings. all the negative things he’s ever said to you—about you—came crashing down and all of a sudden, simply brushing it off wasn’t so easy.

• afraid that your relationship would change if he ever found out you liked him like that, and the inevitable disgust on his face if he did, you decided to distance yourself from him for just a bit. he always mentioned you were a bother anyways, right? or perhaps he wouldn’t notice at all.

• oh, but he did. you were taking a stroll around the area when he cornered you. there were no other fatui agents in sight, so it was safe to assume he came alone.

“oh. good morning!”

“don’t act like everything’s normal. where have you been?”

“here? i’ve been here?”

“are you stupid? a whole week’s passed since you last spoke to me. what’s your excuse? make it good and i’ll decide if you live another day.”

“haha, i’ve been busy, scaramouche. did you miss me that much?”

your best friend stays silent, his eyes boring into yours.

“don’t do it again. i was worried.”

“worried?” you can’t believe your ears. “pfft! shouldn’t you be focusing on, i don’t know, fatui..duties—?”

“hey, arent you the one who always claims we’re best friends? what happened to that?” best friends. it looks like it physically pains him to say something so childish, vulnerable. best friends. in the past, you would’ve laughed and rejoiced—“the man finally admits it! we’re best friends!” now, you can’t help but blink sadly.

scaramouche notices the falter in your eyes and sighs crisply.

“look, _____. i know i’m harsh, but…you’re special to me. so please. don’t leave, got it?”

• the pink creeping up his ears tells you all you need to know.

[fuhutao]

self care night with your cute roommate pt. 2 <headcanons>

pt. 1

modern!au college!au roommate!au

featuring: scaramouche, thoma (separate) x gn!reader

genre: fluff

a/n: sorry idk thoma’s character the absolute best so i made his portion kinda general aahh :T also it’s 1:30 am rn so my writing’s kinda << on that note, GN/GM everyone!

scaramouche

• in hindsight, it was a tad bit foolish to think your roommate would willingly participate in something like self care.

• you just want to have fun and relax! loosen up! he just wants to kick you out! yay!

• but whether he likes it or not, you show up at scaramouche’s room one night with a basketful of activities. as expected, he doesn’t take it too well.

• you have to coax him at first, promising to take some stress off his shoulders (because he definitely needs that) and minutes later, find yourself unraveling a freshly-refrigerated sheet mask and placing it in his reluctant hands.

• upon pressing mask to face, your roommate complains it’s all icky and gooey and more than anything, cold. he can only see your back as you reach over to open another pack and inform him: that’s just a description of himself.

• scaramouche is about to say something not very nice in response when you abruptly turn around and….burst out laughing. oh goodness. his face—his face!!! it looks so funny with those confused blue eyes, nose, and mouth of his, starkly visible through the holes on the mask. confusion slowly steams into anger, and to your ultimate surprise..dissipates with a bemused grunt.

• he tells you to look in the mirror, which you do and can’t help but laugh again, this time, at yourself. you two look like ghosts; sheet masks are definitely not as pretty as those media-loved, liquid ones. but hey, they work just as good! soon, scaramouche joins in your softening giggles, saying you look stupid, but smirking to himself nonetheless.

• by the end of the night, you’ve miraculously gotten him to let you tie up his bangs and paint his nails with a coat of clear manicure. (he finds out the next day that it is not indeed clear, but an ‘extra fine silver shimmer,’ which you insist is practically the same thing) honestly, it’s baffling how you’re still alive.

• but as of right now, you’re knocked out cold on the floor. scaramouche sighs and stares/glares(?) at you, pondering what to do. perhaps...throw you out of the apartment while you’re unconscious? decisions, decisions!!

• he chooses to lift you onto his bed instead, covering your entire body—yes, including face—with the comforter. you’ll pay by making breakfast in the morning. or maybe, this could be his secret thanks for getting all that stress off his shoulders.

thoma

• you bring it up once, and being the sauve gentleman he always is, your roommate purchases and prepares everything for you.

• now, you’ve always known how great he was—assisting with especially hard assignments, bringing you lunch on campus—but this tops yet another level!

• thoma tells you how to use this and what to pair with that…he even bought your favorite scented soap! everything seems to be in smooth-sailing once he takes over, and soon enough, the night is already almost over! almost, but not quite yet.

• there is a playful tease in his voice as he places the sliced cucumbers one-by-one on your cheeks. you are currently resting your head on thoma’s outstretched leg as he concentrates on rejuvenating your skin. his hands are so gentle and his fingers dance with little to no effort. right now, you’re just grateful for the cucumbers cooling the rising heat on your face.

• afterwards, you offer to do the same for him. he deserves it after all! of course, thoma insists it’s okay, that he was more than glad to ‘serve’ you. but you simply smile and push your roommate to lay down on your leg as you did to him.

• he seems at peace after awhile and a content silence takes over. you lean down to brush his hair out of the way and at that moment, your roommate is just grateful for the cucumbers cooling the rising heat on his face.

[fuhutao]

self care night with your cute roommate <headcanons>

pt. 2

modern!au college!au roommate!au

genre: fluff

featuring: childe, kaeya, (separate) x gn!reader

a/n: you and your roommate are not dating, but romantic feelings are definitely implied ;) also,, sorry in advance for that one horrible pun </3 also also! this is extremely unedited bc i’m tireddd, i’ll decide if i like it in the morning hehe

childe

• is the one to first initiate it!

• insists on going product-shopping with you and ends up paying for all the items (to this day, you still don’t know how he has so much money. aren’t all college students supposed to be broke???)

• speaking of questions, how is he so good at this? your roommate’s already built a fort out of blankets and prepped his laptop. he says it’s because he grew up with many siblings. you say he’s perfect boyfriend material.

• absolute king at applying face masks. so much to the point you just allow him to do it for you. wow, he must be some sort of self care professional.

• 20 minutes pass; you wash off the mask and turn to see childe with a small towel in hand. he dabs gently at the water droplets on your face, leaving your skin deliciously tingly as he turns to the sink with a silly smirk and washes his own reddening cheeks.

• the two of you end up watching miscellaneous videos on his laptop for the rest of the night—yes of course, he shows you clips of his siblings—while testing various serums on one another.

• eventually, he lets you lean on his shoulder (which can be a bit hard given that he is so tall) and the two of you fall asleep inside the fort, an adorable video from childe’s child(e)hood playing in the background.

• unconsciously, he holds you and you cozy up to the comfortable warmth. yes, your roommate really is perfect boyfriend material.

kaeya

• also one to first bring up the topic, woohoo!! actually, he insists on it. seriously.

• and because you can never say no to kaeya, the two of you agree on a self care night!

• he’s quite enthusiastic about it and claims he wants to “glow” after the session. at the same time, he reveals absolutely nothing about what he wants to try and doesn’t seem to have planned anything in advance….spontaneity for the win!

• the first thing he does is put on a fuzzy cosmetic headband. with zero shame. it conveniently has bunny ears, which you really want to laugh at, but can’t, because he pulls it off extremely well?? life isn’t fair.

• he then makes a show out of getting you to wear one with him, saying there’s no need to be shy, you’ll look great! but the real issue is: how are you supposed to compete with him???

• alas, the two of you are matching in soft bunny ears because once again, you can never say no to kaeya. now, the real party begins!

• he doesn’t mind what types of liquids and creams you slather onto his face. in fact, he’d rather you just try them all.

• pretty soon enough, you begin to have a sneaking suspicion that your roommate just wants some of your time. maybe underneath all that flair, he’s lonely! so you make sure to give him all the attention you can.

• in return, he makes you laugh until you can’t breathe and woos you with compliments a bit friendlier than roommate-level. you know he’s a flirtatious guy though, and try not to think of it too much.

• what you just barely miss, however, is the glint in his eyes. they reveal how happy he truly is, getting to hangout with you so genuinely. it’s more than he hoped for this night.

• you guys end up digging through your closets and putting on a mini fashion show! it’s rushed, but you’re having fun. at the end of your makeshift runway, kaeya spins you around, laughing at the outfit you hastily styled with him. and at that moment, you have to hold back a child-like gasp.

• maybe it was the light. possibly the numerous toners and shimmery oils from just a few hours ago. or maybe…it was you that made your roommate seem to glow.

[fuhutao]

dating childe <headcanons>

featuring: childe x gn!reader

genre: fluff

a/n: how yall doin fellow tartaglia simps B)

if you’ve already seen this before, it’s because i had to restart my account & am reposting all my previous works here!

on that note, all likes and reblogs are very appreciated :)

• you never expected yourself to fall for the youngest fatui harbinger. you never ever expected that he’d be such an amazing boyfriend??

• loves to show you off everywhere and anywhere, especially to the other harbingers. you’re not physically there with him? oh, he will brag. but he can’t help himself! he’s just so. in. love.

• rich dude? rich dude. since he is always away on jobs, childe will spoil you with gifts: a gemstone that reminded him of your eyes, an antique pendant, gloves to keep yourself warm….one of his jackets!!?? yes, when he’s feeling extra cheeky ;)

• writes letters upon letters with every little detail of every little thing. you can almost hear the enthusiasm in his voice, and gosh, it’s adorable.

make sure to wear the coat i sent and think of me, dearest! miss you lots.

• loves seeing you getting along with his siblings, his heart absolutely melts! you’re apart of the family now, no debate. and you don’t mind, his brothers and sisters adore you & always have interesting things to say about him.

“is my big brother a good boyfriend? he’s told me all about you! once, he said—”

“i think that’s enough, teucer!!”

• dating childe is always a thrill. he wants to take you on adventures and experience that sweet rush of adrenaline as a couple. you never find yourself bored beside him and rather, anticipating what’s next.

• when you’re together, he showers you with physical affection. is this really a surprise? whether it’s playfully nudging your shoulder, kissing your nose, resting his chin on the top of your head…he even covers your eyes and whispers, “guess who?” simply to hear you laugh. this boy will find any excuse to latch onto you for just a teensy bit longer.

• sometimes, you forget that your sweet boyfriend is a feared name in the battlefield. he has protective instincts as a harbinger, deeming it his duty to shield you from any danger & working extremely hard to do so. just make sure to hold him real tight in return <3 oh! and don’t forget his kisses! shhh he claims it’s his reward

[fuhutao]

summer’s end <fic>

featuring: childe x gn!reader

genre: fluff

a/n: hellooo genshin tumblr!

if you’ve already seen this before, it’s because i had to restart my account & am reposting all my previous works here!

on that note, all likes and reblogs are very appreciated :)

you hug your knees and let out a sigh.

“what’s the matter?”

to your side is the ever-feared fatui harbinger: childe. who also happens to be your (very cute) boyfriend.

“nothing. it’s just, summer’s ending so fast!” you groan. your backs rest against a tree stump, your legs are tangled on top of the grass, your eyes are trained on the flickering sunset miles ahead.

yes, the view at this hilltop is undeniably beautiful, but your mood drops at the thought of summer’s end. like the evening sky surrounding you and your boyfriend, it is fading away.

meanwhile, the ginger smiles next to you, and without warning, rests his head on yours.

you cannot help the fact that your breath catches every time he does this. even now, it can be hard to believe that this warrior’s heart belongs to you, of all people!

“i don’t mind,” he says.

“hm?”

“i don’t mind that summer’s ending.”

“and why’s that?”

childe’s weight shifts again and this time, you feel his arms snaking around your shoulders. you cannot help but wonder, isn’t he uncomfortable like this? but the warmth is too nice and the gesture too endearing for you to ask him to stop.

“it just means i get to spend another season with the love of my life!” his answer is an obvious tease. you imagine the mischievous glint in his eyes as he says this.

but without doubt, you know this boy is being as sincere as he can be.

“i guess you’re right, oh, love of my life.”

“yes! i’m absolutely flattered!” childe ignores your sarcasm and opts to hugging you tighter instead.

you huff in flustered annoyance, but say nothing.

the two of you stay there. your backs rest against a tree stump, your legs are tangled on top of the grass, your eyes trained on the approaching night sky.

summer might be fading, but your love for the harbinger sure as hell was not.

and his feelings for you remained as fierce as the upcoming winter.

what more could you ever need?

[fuhutao]

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