#gi childe

[fairykazu]

is he a dog or a cat? with childe masterlist ++ cw: this is f!reader but can be read as gn, crushing && requited feelings.

the way he trailed behind you like a lost puppy during lunch; it almost made you feel pity for him. key word, almost. whatever he tried to pull during english today wasn't cool but you didn't mind it. but the way, he's acting behind you, he instantly regretted it.

but if you think about it, childe’s like a dog, fiercely loyal to the bone and willing to do anything to prove himself. he’s kind of stupid, not in a bad way of course. it’s just sometimes he acts without thinking, swinging his fists instead of using words as a weapon. other times he’s more akin to an orange cat with the way he acts, it’s like he turns off his brain whenever he hangs out with you. 

you remember when you two were playing a game of hide and seek, in your defense, he started it! he bet he could’ve found you within a minute. could he? yes, but that’s beside the point, he attacked your honor! you juked him by running to a fork, throwing a rock at a dead end and running in the opposite direction. when he reached the forked alleyway, he heard the rock in the other side, running at the speed of light. then he knocked his head against the dead end. but did you win? 

yes, that’s the most important part (an obvious lie).

…childe was fine after he hit his head of course, after you rushed towards him, helping him up. he sat on the cement floors as you circle around him with questions, checking if he was bleeding. “ajax, are you okay?” 

he was smiling like a cheeky dog, basking in the attention you gave him. if food wasn't something he'd consume, affection would definitely be his go-to. “of course, i am when you’re with me.” 

he chuckled as you rolled your eyes, punching him playfully in the arms, "okay, from that reaction, you seem to be in good shape to me."

he let out a gasp. he fixed up his attitude, immediately switching his personality from being cheeky to being solemn, tearful even. "oh, name! my forehead hurts so bad."

you tilted your head, well, it's better to play along with his antics than to ignore them. otherwise, he'd keep it up. "oh no." you dryly replied, "do you need a kiss for your boo-boo?"

childe looked up in your direction, breaking his character a bit. he was stuttering out, his freckled cheeks flustered, "really?" he cleared his throat. "i mean, ahem, i believe thats the best way for me to heal."

"really?"

it was clear that childe wouldn't believe that you would go with the kiss. but as always, he knew if he riled you up enough, bruise your ego to prove him wrong, it could happen.

maybe... well, he hopes. "...yepp!"

“if you say so, ajax.” 

he was flustered to the point his neck reddened, he didnt think it would be this easy. you leaned in close and he squeezed his eyes. but it wasn’t even a kiss, just a brief press against his skin but still he stumbled around his words, “thank you… that would surely, i mean, i know that confidently that would certainly– i mean, i know that would make me heal.” 

he’s trying to play it off as cool but internally, he knew he fumbled so bad. who says that? 

“uh-huh, c’mere, let me take you to the nurse.” 

“oh okay!” 

huh… well, he’s kind of a mix of those animals. but how do you describe that? would he be that one show, dog-cat or cat-dog?  youve seen him in a different light before but he rarely shows you what that side looks like. only once you’ve seen him as the fearful delinquent and never again.

“childe, why are you following me? don’t you have other friends?” you asked, turning your heel to stop abruptly, facing him. thankfully the road you took to go home doesn't have any crowds. otherwise, this situation could be taken in the worst way possible. childe rested his head on your shoulder, you could feel the ambience to dampen as you met his ocean eyes. 

he looked back at you, “well, name, your bodyguard is here to protect you.” 

dog. 

you rolled your eyes, “really, thats your excuse.” 

his gaze only stayed on you, “mhm, and as your bodyguard, you need to be safer around these parts.” 

“so you’re a cowboy now.” 

“no? well, i just want to say something.” 

okay, maybe a cat? 

“go on.” 

“you know in english where i acted… weird..” oh yeah, you remember now. if you recall, he was acting off. more flirty than normal, did you hate it? not exactly… but does he really need to know that? not right now. 

“there was this group of guys who were talking about you like you were an object as if you were just the girl of the week. so that’s why i was acting like we were dating. and don’t worry, i did use my words…” 

“that’s cute of you but you also fought them didn’t you?” 

“you called me cute?” 

“that’s what you focused on???” 

“that’s besides the point, you think im cuteeee.” 

“sure whatever you want.” 

he’s a dog that’s for sure. 

[yumenosakiacademy]

4.2 || Childe & Neuvillette Against The Narwhal

[mysticmiav]

"So this is how justice is done in Fontaine. What a joke"

[akko-kagori]

This is just my way of telling you that I think Childe is neurodivergent

[sapphireicecream]

🏎

Inspired by the Hoyofair countdown illustrations’ theme lol

(Featuring Wanderer, Childe, Xiao and Thoma AKA my main favs/mains)

[explicitred]

Love at First Sight

Childe x Male Reader

June 20, Post 16 of the "30 Days Fanfic Event"

(This takes place when Scaramouche is a Fatui harbinger)

HARBINGER READER Ft. Scaramouche

It was love at first sight, the way his eyes looked at you when you passed by in the cold hallways of the Zapolyarny Palace.

One could see the hearts in Tartaglia’s eyes if they focused.

“Hey, are you even listening!?”

An annoyed voice spoke, freeing Childe from his trance. Tartaglia flinched in surprise, his eyes slightly widening.

“Who was that…?” The ginger inquired, seemingly uncharacteristic of his tone.

“What, you don’t know them?” The Balladeer speaks in a rude tone, scoffing afterward at Childe’s lack of knowledge.

Tartaglia forcibly and awkwardly laughed irritably, “No, I don’t know them.”

Scaramouche sighed, eyebrows narrowing, “The one who just passed by was Y/N, a Fatui Harbinger.” The Balladeer’s scowl furthered, realizing that there was now a new addition to the competition.

After learning who you were, Childe kept an eye out for you. 

Being interested in you, Childe sent agents to get information on you, learning what you liked and disliked.

You suddenly find presents and gifts at the door frequently, all signed by the code name, Tartaglia. 

Paperwork, fighting, duties of a Fatui Harbinger. When doing your mundane and interesting tasks of a Harbinger, Tartaglia’s eyes often bore into your head.

Whenever you turn your head, enough to see him in your view, Childe’s head immediately turns to the side, looking at something else with a badly hidden panicked expression, kind of looking like a tomato.

For such a powerful and influential Harbinger who is so aware of everything, he doesn’t realize that you always catch him staring at you with a blush coating his cheeks, does he?

[trashcanwithsprinkles]

i have no excuses, i’ve fallen back into the pokemon fandom

so have liyue’s champion and snezhnaya’s water gym leader

[ecrystalica]

I need these two to sing again 🙏.

I procrastinated on finishing this drawing for 4 months but it's finally done lmao

[endlesslytired]

[ventitititi]

Find your fire

Cw: nsfw, smut written by a minor, dom!zhongli x sub!gn!afab!reader x sub!childe, dom/sub dynamics, dacryphilia, creampie

Your whines stuck in your throat, not quite able to slip past your lips, your gaze trained onto cor lapis hued eyes. Zhongli's mouth was quirked up into a smirk of smug satisfaction, relaxed into his chair and watching the scene before him.

Childe whimpered above you, hands slightly shaky as he followed every order given by the ex-archon, who occasionally chirped something out in a tone far too pleased for your situation.

"play with their nipples a bit, childe, they like it."

Childe was quick to comply, rolling the pebbled bud between his fingers while the other continued to scissor you open in long strokes. Zhongli hummed at your soft moans of their names, obediently keeping your eyes on him as he'd told you to.

Zhongli tapped his chin, as if in contemplation before turning his gaze onto childe, "why don't you please them with your mouth, childe, hm?"

Childe was all too eager to please, spreading your legs wide and pinning you down by your hips. He was quick to press a kiss to your clit before beginning to lick long, broad stroaks up your slit with soft groans against your cunt. "S'good, sweetheart, taste so fucking good."

He was suckling on your clit when zhongli tsked, "i didn't say you could speak, ajax, but I'll let it slide this time."

Childe moaned against you at the use of his name, pleading eyes flicking up to the other man while you began to whine and whimper louder, core tightening and clenching on childe's tongue.

"you can come on his tongue, dove. He's gonna need you nice and wet."

Your eyes rolled, cumming at his command, much to childes whimpered pleasure. He didn't stop his ministrations for a moment, not until zhongli made a motion to instruct him to when you were twitching with the beginnings of overstimulation.

"you may speak, ajax."

Childe whined at Zhongli, pleading eyes turned to him. "Please, please let me fuck them zhongli, please."

Zhongli appeared to contemplate it before nodding, "you may, but go slow. I want to enjoy watching my subs fuck."

Childe simply nodded enthusiastically, quickly moving to push his throbbing length into you. He did his best to go slow, while your whimpers reminded him to rub sticky, soothing circles into your clit.

Childe moaned above you when his hips finally sat flush with yours, long and whiny before beginning to thrust. His strokes, though slow, were still forceful with every entrance. He brushed up against your sweet spot perfectly, tears welling into your eyes because of it.

He whimpered your name when he saw, looking to zhongli for permission before kissing at your tears and murmuring soft reassurances into your ear as he continued to fuck into you.

When you came, childe was short to follow after, staying inside at a barked, "cum inside her ajax!" From zhongli.

When you were both coming down, a whimpering heap on the floor before the chair, Zhongli stood slowly.

"what a pretty mess you two make."

[fairykazu]

washing rice with childe

note: gendered terms are used once (sir and girl) mlist ++ tglist @aethion @jllyfsh-lvr

when you walked into the kitchen, you didn't expect a horror that's beyond your eyes to even see. honestly, censoring in real life should be exist because you can't believe what childe's doing right now. he can't see you because you're in his blind spot, the corner of the entrance to the kitchen. but man, whatever the hell he's doing, you need to correct it right now or else, the whole world's going to fall apart and it's all your dumb boyfriend's fault.

you stepped into the kitchen, the floor had some suds on the tiles, "ajax."

he dropped the pot on the table, it tipped around its sides before settling down on the table. thankfully, it didn't spill all its contents out. you used his name-name. his government name. this isn't good...

"why the hell are you washing rice with soap?" you said, burying your head on your hands. seeing the beautiful jasmine rice soaked in soapy water made your head turn. why did he even? what???

childe washed the suds off his hands and shrugged, "you told me to wash it like two weeks ago so i am."

you furrowed your brow, "did i say wash it with soap?"

"not exactly but you did say 'babe, please, wash your damn rice. it's killing me!'" that's true, you did say that. but only because he didn't even wash it to begin with.

you took the pot and saw the soap and the rice hanging out. you tilted it to the side, draining the soapy water to throw away the rice. "this is crazy, babe, i meant, just wash it with water and rinse the water out."

"but you said wash it, not rinse it." childe replied, taking the pot from you just before you threw away his nasty rice. he filled with water again to repeat the process.

you rolled your eyes, “no, i said to wash it with water, not soap.” you drained the pot and quickly tossed all the soapy, raw rice into the trash before childe could protest.

childe looked confused. its hard to get mad at him when he looks so cute but you should muster your strength because he committed an horrific crime and he has to face justice (learn how to cook rice correctly). “i mean, that does sound better. ive been washing the rice like this, at least a week later you told me to.”

you were in disbelief, “what…?”

“yeah! it was so bad. i was like ‘wow my girl is crazy for this’ but i did it because i love you.” he formed a heart with his hands and winked.

“babe…”

“yeah?”

your stupid, loving boyfriend mistaken how ti wash rice just because he misunderstood what you said. and he never clarified. god, help us all. “i love you but you shouldve asked me to clarify.”

“…i thought youd get mad at me because ‘youre always right’ blarrrgh!”

shoot, hes right. you would! “thats fair but you really think id wash my rice with soap.”

“i mean,”

you shoot him a look as he glanced to the side. “i mean, of course not!! lets wash it right.”

“before you do, repent !!!”

“really?”

“no, not really. cmon fill this thing with rice for me so we wont have soapy dinner tonight.”

“yes, sir!”

[yumenosakiacademy]

4.0 || As Light Rain Falls Without Reason

[mysticmiav]

When does a ripple become a tidal wave?🐋

[0yorixu]

chilumi....the ship that got me into shipping

[sapphireicecream]

Hoping when we see the rest of her design officially, it’ll be able to make her more unique feeling lol

Here’s what I could do with what we’ve seen so far of her though 🌌🐋

[explicitred]

Warmth - Male Reader

Childe x Male Reader (what a surprise, I'm not doing headcanons lol)

Pt. 2 (upcoming)

Childe sighed contently as he snuggled into your chest for more warmth, getting closer to you - if that was possible. He was already clutching you tightly, never wanting to let your sleeping figure go.

Your arms were wrapped around his waist, the warmth of your body transferring to Childe.

Your eyes suddenly opened, now awake from Childe’s attempts at curling closer to you.

“Mm... what time is it, love?” Your voice was groggy. You removed one of your arms from Childe to lightly rub your eyes.

Almost immediately, Childe whined at the loss of your touch. He grabbed the arm’s wrist that you removed, and put your arm back on him; making you cuddle with him with two arms wrapped around him again.

You quietly chuckled at Childe, as he pouted cutely at you.

“Cuddle me with both arms,” the ginger murmured and ignored your question.

“Ah, but I have work, dear.”

Tartaglia hummed, “No. You’re warm.”

You faintly smiled at his clinginess.

But then again, who could deny that you were absolutely ethereal? No one in Teyvat could get enough of you.

A/N: I have 3 smuts in my inbox and I’m considering if I should do them lmao

Also, how do you f*ck a statue? Because that’s included in one of my asks (no offense to the person who sent this, I genuinely don't know.)

Furthermore, I’m considering doing a special event where I post regularly for Christmas as I did for another event, where I felt like I wasn’t posting enough. Should I? And if so, what type of content should I write for the event? Perhaps Christmas themed, or things I write usually on this account? Regardless, I'll think about it.

(this fic sucks.)

Event mentioned:

Tumblr Posting Marathon