#tartaglia x female reader

[limerencedisorder]

series masterlist

note: ive been busy af sorry for taking eleven days to write another chapter lmfao. also i have a writers block for genshin impact. apologies😢

cws: Forced relationship, Childe is disgusting, suggestive, other canon characters mentioned, implied sex, I don't ship chilumi lol, kinda just childe being clingy af, bro this chapter is kinda random help

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Chapter 1

You awake with an unfamiliar pair of eyes burning through the back of your head. Just as unfamiliar as this bedroom. The bedroom of Childe. It's been six days since the murder of your late-boyfriend and you were accused of the murder.

Fortunately, your "new boyfriend" stepped in and claimed you were with him and his friends the whole time, and you both found the body. Surprisingly "Scaramouche" and "Signora" were the friends and they agreed. Are there more horrible people like Childe?? Is that why they stood up for him?? You thought.

Lost in thought, Childe snapped you out of it.

"Mornin' pretty." He spoke softly. You hesitantly looked behind you, locking eyes with the ginger. Dull eyes. So dark and deep like the abyss. You just stared at him, lost in thought once again.

"Got lost in my eyes?" He questioned. Moving a hand up to caress your cheek.

Finally, you spoke. "No. I was just wondering where I went wrong." You slowly got up, stripped of your clothes because of last night. Gosh you hate to admit but he was amazing. He grinned. "Get changed." He spoke casually.

"For what reason?" You asked him. Lost in thought again. Maybe it wasn't so bad you spent all your attention on Zhongli. After all, he's gone now. At least you made the most of it. Childe glanced at you, putting on his button up. "If something's on your mind you can speak it." He said, completely ignoring your question. He climbed onto the bed and on top of you. "Get off of me." You glared at him. He ignored you and grabbed a shirt from his drawer.

"Wear this." He gently held the shirt against your bare chest. Looking down on the floor, your ripped panties and new shirt in the corner of the room. "Don't you have a girlfriend Childe.." You mumbled. That blonde hair girl with golden eyes. She was clingy towards Childe and Childe seemed to reciprocate her acts and feelings. It would make sense if they were dating. Unless it was another regular girl pining after him.

"I told you last night to call me Ajax." Childe noticed your staring at your panties and shirt, then walked up to it and picked up some of its pieces. "I'll buy you a new one." He looked at your face. Blank. Gosh why were you acting so hard? Is it really that hard to act normal now? He sighed. "You didn't answer my question." You looked up at him.

"You mean that girl named Lumine?" He questioned. "So you do have a girlfriend." You sighed.

"Well-" "I don't think she'll be very happy after finding out her boyfriend committed a crime then proceeded to cheat on her with the victims girlfriend." You interrupted.

He chuckled. "Jealous?" You scoffed. "Of course not. I feel bad for the girl." He just looked at you, his smile fading for a quick second. "Just get changed." His smile returning as fast as it faded. Oh that poor girl.. What would she do when she sees her dear boyfriend with another woman?

Childe left the room, shutting it gently as you watched him leave. You then laid back on the bed, wondering- where did it go wrong? And then you remember. The moment you met eyes with Childe, you should have scrambled away. But you didn't. You curse yourself for being so reckless. His eyes were so bright, but so dead. They were so sharp as if it could cut you with a knife. Many girls found him attractive and you couldn't blame them for it. But he just wasn't your type.

Now he's here, doing whatever he thinks is called love. Gosh you just wished he killed you as soon as you found out. Take what he has to offer? You scoffed. As if.

Childe entered the room, opening the door slightly. "What're you doing? Stay awake pretty I'm making breakfast for you." You rolled your eyes then got off the bed, walking out the door as he shut it gently. He took your hand and led you to the table and smiled. You sat down, him sitting in front of you. You stared at him for a little, a little awkward. He chuckled then rested his head on his hand, smiling at you.

"Eat up pretty." He spoke softly, waiting for you to take a bite of his eggs. You grabbed your utensil that was place on the side of the table, using it to cut the egg. It was odd how Childe would always stare at you when you eat. No matter what it was- A quick snack from him or a drink. But this time, he looked desperate for you to take a bite of his eggs. So you did, and he immediately sat up straight with a huge grin on his face.

Well at least he knew how to cook. You thought, still tasting the food from before.

He had you cuddling against his chest, his soft snores as his grip on you was too tight to be comfortable. A hand on the back of your thigh and the other wrapped around your body, holding you close. You could barely move in the position, squeezed so tight against him. You couldn't breathe too well.

Childe shifted slightly, giving you more space to breathe as you took a deep breath. You sighed in relief. Just this one time, I'll let him. You thought. You were too weary to even care.

You've just been here for the meantime. Childe went out to buy stuff and you would always be left behind. It was irritating. He acted as if you couldn't take care of yourself. In the mean time you just did whatever you wanted. You fucked up some of his stuff and hid them in the corner of his closet.

It's petty but who cares?

Oh you can't wait to see his face when he arrives.

..A voice.

A feminine voice.

It sounds like.. Her.

Tag list:

@notsodivininglover @homopheli

[angelsrcute]

⌗ THEM FUCKING THEIR DARLING AT A MOVIE THEATER. 𐙚˙⋆.˚

(´∀｀*)ε｀　) ౨ৎ N–sfw content !! ; Dom!Alhaitham, Ayato, Tartaglia + Sub!F!Reader ➜ cws: Exhibitionism (Movie theatre), fingering(Tartaglia + Alhaitham), riding(Ayato), clit stimulation, raw + unprotected sex, almost getting caught, praising, dirty talk(Tartaglia). ᡴꪫ‎

꒰ † ੭ — For the event! + I'm sorry this took so long!! but I hope you'll like it.（×_×；） req by @vieannee

⌗ ALHAITHAM would shove his fingers in your cunt, your face all red with embarrassment as you try to bite back moans. Well, he really isn't a fan of romance movies, it's just not his cup of tea but he'd do anything for his darling. While watching the movie, he didn't expect a sex scene but he suddenly got turned on by the noises. So now he's here, a hand on your mouth so that the others can't hear his sweet little lover. He's definitely enjoying this too! Two of his fingers stretching your cunt out while his other hand rubs slow circles on your puffy clit, I mean, if someone really paid any attention, they'd hear the sinful noises coming from the back. Guess they're really enjoying the movie, huh?

“C’mon now, you wouldn't want others to know what we're doing here, do you? I'll fuck you properly when we get back home, so be a good girl for now.”

⌗ AYATO would book a whole ass theatre for you, having you sit on his lap while he plays with your hair, the sex scene in the movie caught him off guard, he got a boner too! Well, no one is here anyway, you riding him wouldn't hurt anyone, the sound of skin slapping filling up the room along with your mewls. His hands guiding your body up and down, groaning at how good your cunt feels, praising you. The guard coming inside the theatre and asking if everything's alright made him stop his movements, hands covering your mouth as he acts normal. His voice so calm, like he wasn't just fucking you.

“Ah yes, do not mind us, everything's fine, my lover feels a bit under the weather, I'm taking care of her, you see.”

⌗ TARTAGLIA would just tease you throughout the movie, commenting on how cute you look while blushing during some romantic scenes. He didn't know this movie had a sex scene! Well now he's blushing as his eyes flicker to you. Gloved hands covering your mouth to cover your noises as he scissors your cunt open with his fingers, hitting your sweet spot that made your eyes roll back. Whispering dirty words to your ear.

“Hey is it me or the sounds are too loud, like it's happening in this room” “Dunno man, I don't hear anything, you're thinking too much.”

Poor dudes, they didn't know there was a live show going on behind them, only if they turned their heads!

Taglist: @blueberrisdove

[miserableworm]

Aphrodisiac!

★ sypnosis - giving him an aphrodisiac wasn't your best idea...

★ tags - childe x fem!reader, alhaitham x fem!reader, wriothesley x fem!reader, smut (mdni), aphrodisiac, established relationship, oral receiving, mentions of overstimulation, handcuffs, rough sex

CHILDE

Despite being under the influence of an aphrodisiac that would normally drive him to pleasure himself, something about you made him want nothing more than to please you instead.

"God you drive me insane..."

Your legs were spread wide open before him, invitingly wet and ready for his touch. He could feel your heat radiating off your body as he gazed at your dripping pussy; it was almost too much for him to bear!

But instead of diving right in like any normal man might do under these circumstances, When held back... teasingly soaking up every drop of moisture with his tongue while watching you squirm beneath him helplessly.

"Stop teasing me.." you whined

His hot breath fanned across your sensitive skin - enough to make it tingle but not quite enough stimulation yet... His hands gripped tightly onto your thighs as if locking them down so that no one else could come between them during this intimate moment shared only by the two of you...

And then finally – after what felt like an eternity – those delicious lips parted once more and plunged deep into the heart-shaped depths below…

"You taste so fucking good.."

It didn't take long before you had your first orgasm. "Aw my pretty baby is already cumming?"

"Oh but we're not done yet... you can take it, right?" He purred huskily against wet flesh before diving back in again without waiting for an answer.

He's completely pussy drunk.

ALHAITHAM

As Alhaitham's normally stoic demeanor began to slip away under the influence of an aphrodisiac, he found himself unable to resist your advances. Your every touch sent shivers down his spine and ignited a fire within him that he couldn't control.

You were like a siren calling to him, drawing him closer with each passing moment. He could feel the heat emanating from your body as you pressed yourself against him – it was intoxicating!

"Need you so bad..."

Despite his initial hesitation, Alhaitham gave in to his desires and took you roughly against the wall behind you... His hands gripped tightly onto your hips while he thrust deep inside of you over and over again... His breathing became labored as sweat dripped down both of your bodies.

"w-wait.. slow down.. I can't.. ah!"

"One more," he panted between kisses along your neckline before plunging deeper still into the depths below... "I know you can take more.." With each word spoken by this usually reserved man came another thrust from his hips - faster now than ever before.

You and Alhaitham were fully aware that 'one more' is just a lie...

WRIOTHESLEY

Wriothesley was a man of few words, but when he spoke, it was with an air of command that left no room for argument. As the aphrodisiac took hold and his normally stoic demeanor began to slip away, so too did any semblance of restraint.

He grabbed you roughly by the wrists and pulled you closer - handcuffs clinking softly as they secured your hands behind your back. His lips crashed down onto yours in a fierce kiss that left no doubt as to who was in charge here tonight...

His hands roamed freely over every inch of exposed skin while his hips ground against yours – teasingly close yet never quite connecting fully until finally... With one powerful thrust forward, Wriothesley buried himself deep inside of you

"you feel me in you?" he pressed down onto the bulge on your stomach. "t-too much ngh.."

"isn't this what you wanted? no turning back now. You're mine tonight," Wriothesley growled into your ear as he roughly pulled you closer by the wrists. "And I'm going to make sure you remember it."

His rough hands gripped tightly onto your hips as he pounded into you without mercy or hesitation...

[mitsouya]

you avert your gaze from the book in your hands towards the man who's lying in your lap. it's been a while since childe requested you to sit on the couch and let him use your thighs as his personal pillow, allowing himself to rest after doing some work.

all that can be heard in the office is the pounding of your heart and his steady breathing. as much as you treasure this moment, you can't ignore the rising uneasiness in your mind.

"they will kick your ass if they find out that their favorite harbinger is slacking off."

you break the silence as you rake your fingers through his fluffy hair, ruffling it a bit. he always seems to enjoy the gentle touch of yours which alleviates his fatigue.

"shouldn't you be worried about your position?"

childe opens his eyes slightly only to shut them again, purposely ignoring your piercing glare. "i'm actually quite comfortable in this position, thank you."

with that, he has the nerve to turn his head to face your stomach. he thinks your thighs make for heavenly cushions, and he's very, very sleepy. did you wear the perfume he bought you months ago from his trip to liyue? the fragrance suits you so nicely, he sighs.

"be serious, ajax." you pinch his cheek, eliciting a groan from him. "they will kick me too if they realize i'm being a distraction."

"no one's kicking my wife," he answers firmly, voice a little muffled. "they wouldn't dare. and i'm not their favorite harbinger."

you scoff. obviously. you know they wouldn't hurt you, but it's still entertaining to tease him.

"well, you're certainly my favorite."

when you say it, you're able to sense a surge of pride washing over him. with a quiet i know, he holds your waist more tightly.

"now shut up, darling. i'm trying to get a good nap here."

you shrug and decide to carry on with your reading session, letting him do anything he wants for the time being.

that is, before you whisper, "perhaps the second after arlecchino, though...."

the way his eyes snap open instantly in surprise is hilarious.

[nihilityuniverse]

𝟎𝐭𝐡 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 | 𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐈𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐱 𝐅𝐄𝐌! 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ 𝗦𝗲𝗰𝗿𝗲𝘁 𝗖𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗼𝗿 ᴏꜰ ᴛᴇʏᴠᴀᴛ 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗙𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗹 𝗕𝗼𝘀𝘀.

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MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

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Story inspired by Acheron's Lore, Power, and Personality...

ENG is not my First language

I do not own Genshin Impact or any of the pictures used.

Story also available om Wattpad: Chapter 0 | Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6

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Chapter 0 | Chapter 1 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4

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𝐋𝐢𝐲𝐮𝐞, 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐈 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞

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It had been three days since the funeral...

You sat on a couch, draped in a silky nightgown, your gaze wandering around your bedroom.

You couldn't help but wonder why, all of a sudden, maids and servants were bustling about your room and home, while Fatui Guards patrolled your residence.

You had always lived alone, cherishing the quiet and stillness of your home atop a hill in Snezhnaya. The solitude was your sanctuary, a place where you could exist without intrusion.

So... what had changed? You had never requested such an absurd arrangement.

And then your eyes fell on the huge pile of expensive-looking gifts stacked neatly on your coffee table.

'Why in Teyvat would someone send you so many gifts?!' you thought, annoyance bubbling up inside you. Slowly, you felt your patience waning, your eye twitching in irritation.

"Lady Innamorati," a maid's voice called out, breaking your thoughts. You turned to see a row of maids lined up, each bowing respectfully as your gaze met theirs before they knelt. The one who spoke wore slightly different attire, suggesting she was the Head Maid.

"We were sent by Pantalone," she began, her voice trembling slightly. "We are here to assist you in any way and to guard you."

"Why were you all sent?" you asked, your quiet and cold tone sending shivers down their spines.

"A-as compensation, Lady Innamorati," the Head Maid stammered in fear. "Pantalone learned that the escorts ran away the moment they saw you. He sent these gifts, along with maids and guards, as a form of apology."

When you remained silent, the Head Maid quickly added, "If this is a problem, we can leave immediately!"

You sighed, exasperated by the unnecessary fuss. "...I don't care," you muttered, dismissing the situation with a wave of your hand.

The other maids exchanged nervous glances before one of them, hands trembling, stepped forward holding one of the many gifts. "L-Lady Innamorati, would you like to open a gift from Pantalone?" she asked hesitantly.

You noticed her hands shaking and asked, "Are you cold?" Your gaze moved from her face to the others, who seemed equally uneasy.

"N-no, Lady Innamorati!" she shook her head quickly.

You sighed, realizing their fear. "You don't need to be afraid of me," you said in a gentler tone. "I don't bite, nor do I kill innocent people out of nowhere, despite what the rumors say."

Her face flushed with embarrassment, and the Head Maid stepped forward. "I must apologize for our behavior—"

"There's no need for an apology," you interrupted softly.

The maids exchanged relieved smiles, and the maid handed you the gift.

The gift was elegantly wrapped in luxurious paper, adorned with intricate designs and topped with a satin ribbon. You pulled on the ribbon, and the wrapping fell away to reveal a dark wooden box. Its surface was smooth and polished to a high sheen. You ran your finger over it, appreciating its fine craftsmanship before opening it.

Inside, nestled in velvet lining, was an exquisitely crafted set of red lipstick and eyeliner. The lipstick was encased in a gold-plated tube with delicate engravings, and the eyeliner's sleek design spoke of its high value.

Your eyes widened as memories from your past came flooding back. These items looked remarkably similar to those you had once cherished.

A rare smile broke across your face, a smile so uncommon that it felt almost foreign. In that moment, you might have remembered what it felt like to smile genuinely.

"Please convey my kind regards to Pantalone. I like this gift very much," you said with a light and soft tone, so gentle that the tension in the room dissipated. The maids visibly relaxed, their expressions softening.

"Yes, I will immediately relay your regards," the Head Maid replied, bowing deeply before exiting your bedroom.

"The makeup will surely suit you well, my Lady!" one maid said with an excited voice, her smile radiant.

"Then how about pairing it with these?" another maid suggested, presenting an incredibly high-quality box. Inside, nestled in plush velvet, lay an exquisite set of earrings and a necklace crafted from diamonds and crystals. The craftsmanship was impeccable, each gem catching the light and sparkling brilliantly.

"Another gift from Pantalone?" you asked, your eyes fixated on the pair of dazzling accessories.

"Yes!" the maid replied eagerly. "He wanted to ensure your happiness."

You examined the jewelry, appreciating the intricate design and the flawless cut of each gem. It was clear that no expense had been spared. The diamonds and crystals were of the highest quality, their brilliance unmatched. The necklace was elegant and refined, the earrings delicate yet striking.

"Such beautiful pieces," you murmured, tracing a finger over the diamonds. "Pantalone has truly outdone himself."

The maids exchanged pleased glances, their faces lighting up with pride at your approval. They had never seen you so engaged, and their excitement was palpable.

"Shall we assist you in trying them on, my Lady?" the Maid offered, her voice filled with anticipation.

You nodded, allowing them to help you with the delicate jewelry. As they fastened the necklace around your neck and secured the earrings, you caught a glimpse of yourself in the mirror. The makeup and jewelry complemented each other perfectly, enhancing your natural beauty in a way that made you look even more ethereal.

"Thank you," you said softly, a rare smile gracing your lips once more. The maids beamed, their efforts rewarded by your approval.

As you sat back down, you couldn't help but feel a slight warmth in your heart. Despite the loneliness and the icy reputation you carried, there was a small comfort in knowing that someone, even someone as calculating as Pantalone, cared enough to send such thoughtful gifts.

Suddenly, the bedroom door burst open, and a Fatui Skirmisher barged in, holding an important-looking letter aloft. "Lady Innamorati...." He trailed off, his gaze fixated on your silky nightgown, which clung elegantly to your beautiful form.

"Hey! Don't look!" one maid shouted. "How dare you!" another maid scolded, rushing to shield you from his prying eyes. The skirmisher's face flushed bright red, and he quickly bowed.

"I apologize for barging in, my Lady! But an urgent letter from Her Royal Highness, the Tsaritsa, has arrived for you," he stammered, holding out the letter. One of the maids swiftly snatched it from his hand and ushered the skirmisher out of the room, shutting the door firmly behind him.

She handed you the letter with a bow, and you took it, breaking the wax seal to reveal its contents. As you read, your eyes scanned over the elegant script:

'Dear Innamorati,

I deeply regret the incident involving Childe. Please accept my sincerest apologies on his behalf.

Your presence is required in Liyue. Your mission is to capture Osial, dead or alive, and deliver him to Dottore for experimentation. This task is of utmost importance. Failure is not an option.

Remember, Innamorati, the fate of our plans rests upon your shoulders.

Her Royal Highness, Tsaritsa'

Your smile faded as you read the letter. "Liyue... The Land of Contracts," you murmured, the name conjuring up a flood of fragmented memories.

Your expression grew distant. Liyue was a place you had avoided for a long time, a place associated with pain and loss.

The memories were always hazy, shrouded in the fog of time, yet the underlying emotions were unmistakable. Something terrible had happened there, something you had been trying to forget.

The maids noticed your change in demeanor, their faces filled with concern. "My Lady, is everything alright?" the maid asked softly.

You took a deep breath, regaining your composure. "I will prepare for the journey to Liyue. Please ensure everything is in order."

The maids nodded, already moving to assist you in changing into more appropriate attire for travel. They brought forth a luxurious yet practical ensemble, suitable for the journey ahead and the potential battles to come.

Once ready, you stood before the mirror, your appearance now befitting the formidable 0th Harbinger. The makeup and jewelry from Pantalone added an air of grace and power, while your new attire showcased your readiness for the mission.

With a final glance around your room, you felt a mix of determination and resignation. The journey ahead would be perilous, but failure was not an option.

As you stepped out into the cold, snowy landscape, your mind focused on the task at hand. The fate of the Fatui's plans and the will of the Tsaritsa rested upon your success.

"Osial," you whispered to yourself, the name echoing in the frigid air.

"I will not fail."

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You stopped at the edge of the hill, gazing down at the city below, bathed in a sea of lights and floating paper lanterns.

The Lantern Festival was in full swing, painting the night with a warm, ethereal glow. Each lantern, carefully crafted and illuminated from within, drifted upwards like a myriad of tiny stars, carrying the hopes and wishes of the people of Liyue Harbor.

The city was alive with a joyful buzz, music and laughter echoing through the streets, creating a stark contrast to the cold stillness of your perch.

You didn't want to go. You knew that within the vibrant heart of this city lay the seeds of your deepest anguish.

A past marked by betrayal and suffering that made you question the worth of gods and mortals alike. Stepping into the city would mean unraveling the painful memories piece by piece, a torment you weren't sure you were ready to face.

Your right hand rested on the hilt of your sword, the cold metal a comforting reminder of your power. You could erase this land from existence with a single strike, rendering its pain and betrayal into nothingness.

"The land of betrayal and pain..." you whispered to the breeze, your voice cold and detached. Your gaze, icy and unwavering, locked onto the heart of the festival below.

The lanterns, symbols of hope and renewal, floated gently upwards, oblivious to the dark thoughts they illuminated. The streets of Liyue Harbor were a tapestry of vibrant colors, filled with stalls selling traditional foods, children chasing each other with sparklers, and performers enchanting the crowds with their skills. The air was thick with the scent of incense and the sound of festive music, creating a sensory symphony that seemed almost otherworldly.

But to you, it was all a cruel mockery.

This land, with its beauty and its light, held the shadows of your past. Each step you took towards it felt like a step into the abyss, where every smile and every laugh could trigger the painful memories you had buried deep within.

With one last look at the glowing city and the floating lanterns, you began your descent toward Liyue Harbor, your heart a battleground of emotions. The path ahead was uncertain, fraught with memories and challenges, but you knew you could not turn back. The echoes of your past would follow you, but so would the faint hope of redemption.

Your right hand tightened around the hilt of your scabbard, and you moved forward, ready to face whatever awaited you in the land of Contracts.

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[arsonlookers]

WANTED Ms. MANAGER!!

FOR HIRING-

YANDERE IDOL! CHILDE! X manager READER X YANDERE IDOL! AVENTURINE!

They both want you as their manager.

These two Yandere idols wanted you to be their manager they wanted you by their side every second, every minute, every hour of each and every day. no exception. Better if you also live under the same roof so you he can take care of him you .

No worries you are in a very good hands~

I mean just ignore some of his creepy jokes ok? or just ignore how he always tells you not to go into a specific room in the house, or how he tells you to always wake him up in the morning so he will be energize to work for the day.

or how every time you wake him up he will wrap his arms around your torso and just keep you there for a little while until he opens his eyes. saying morning with a raspy voice of his.

Just ignore how he always stares at you long enough that you might melt ~ or how his stares become glares every time [ childe or aventurine. depends on who your idol is ] talk to you or even they too start to be more touchy with you. just ignore it ok~

"thats fine~ I just feels so tired lately I just feel so comfortable in this position pleasee~?" They would always make excuses every time they wrapped their arms around you in the end of a tiring day.

Just give them this small pleasure will you? they are just so so tired from all the practice and shooting ~ please will you miss Manager~

and even better if you let them sleep with you together in the bed

art not mine Artist :  @code_tesseract

listencareful on pixiv

hehehe~ just a mini idea in my head rotting for a while -ars

[floylia]

# MESSAGE IN A BOTTLE ⋆｡ ﾟ☁︎｡ ⋆｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡ ⋆

— CHILDE x FEM!READER

SYNOPSIS: There’s a line Childe knows he shouldn’t cross; A line built on years of friendship; A line that happens to cross you, his best friend’s younger sister, grieving her first love; A line where he plays savior, wears a halo, then feign ignorance, because love is a game for fools—and he happens to be the biggest idiot when it comes to love.

When a new stranger invades your life and an old poet writes back.

STATUS: started on 08/25/24

GENRE: older brother’s best friend, smau, college au, fluff, angst, crack, strangers to lovers, slowburn

WARNINGS: excessive use of profanity , ooc!childe (probably)

NOTES: 💌 means it’s a written chapter

TAGLIST (OPEN!): feel free to comment or send an ask!

TRANSCRIPT!

— D1 YAPPERS | NO DADDIES, JUST ISSUES

1ST SEMESTER: break up, break free

01. Was it casual?

02. I’m not a pervert! 💌

03. Relax, she’s not my type

04. I’m so wet tonight 💌

05. Stalking? No, Investigating? Yes

06. Do you like your men sarcastic?

07. Take notes

08. Where? A bed?

09. Trust me, ok?

10. Always worth your time 💌

11.

12.

13.

14. The delivery boy 💌

2ND SEMESTER: break through, break down

FINALS SEASON: then break a smile

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In The Arms Of A Longing Man (rewritten)

Yandere Childe x reader

This was the first fanfic I have wrote. I was scrolling through my fics and I suddenly got the urge to rewrite it:))

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Synopsis: Ajax can’t seem to let you go.

Word count: 1726

His dead eyes where something you wished you would never have to see again. Every day you prayed to whichever archon who might listen, the he would be gone. It was no surprise that the archons failed you as everything else in you life. Had you just realised that something was terribly wrong with him from the beginning, everything would have been different. If you hadn’t met him the day before your original departure, your life would be normal.

The ice cold Snezhnayan wind blew through the treetops, creating a whistling sound. You cussed at yourself for not wearing a ticker scarf, but you knew very well that Childe would be extremely mad disappointed if you didn’t wear the scarf he so kindly had gifted you. You could only hope that you wouldn’t get a frostbite.

“Hurry up soldiers!” the commander yelled. You and the other Fatui soldiers hurried as fast as you could in the heavy snow. Oh, how you longed for your warm little cottage that was safely hidden in the big forest by the little village you had grown so fond of.

You thought that joining the Fatui was a good idea. You had hoped then that you would be able to escape the poverty that had hunted you since you were born. You did in fact earn more than you ever had, but it didn’t take long before you soon regretted your horrible decision. You had realised then that you had been blinded by the hope of earning enough money to live a good life. You had been so blinded that you had not thought about all the cruel acts one had to commit in order to become a true Fatui soldier. You realised soon after arriving to Snezhnaya that you had been incredibly foolish and naive to believe you could avoid all the evil deeds. How could you be so utterly foolish? You were truly ashamed of your naive thinking.

You had to leave the Fatui as soon as possible. Today was the day you were going to tell your superior that you were going to take a boat back to Mondstadt the following day.

You were going back and forth in front of her superior’s office. You didn’t have any other choice. You held your breath and raised you hand to knock on the door.

“Hi! You’re [Name] right? You’re one of the new recruits if I remember correctly?” a voice behind you said gleefully. You jumped at the sound and quickly turned around to get a look on the person who the voice belonged to. It was Tartaglia, one of the Eleven Harbingers.

“Hello sir. Yes you’re indeed correct” you straightened your back and bowed deeply in respect.

“What are you doing here? Shouldn’t you be training with the other recruits?” the Harbinger grinned.

“Yes, I should, but I’m here regarding my position here in the Fatui. I’m going to quit” you looked down at the floor. The light blue tiles were wet, and a small puddle was forming underneath Childe’s boots. You didn’t know why you were telling him all this. Maybe it was because he was a Harbinger and you felt the need to tell him? His grin was gone and replaced by and unreadable expression. Had you gone too far by telling him? Probably, judging by his expression or rather lack of.

“Oh… really. May I ask why?” his lips were pressed tighter in a tight line. You really shouldn’t tell him the reason, but you definitely shouldn’t lie to him.

You sighed “I am really not fit for being a member of the Fatui”.

He hummed. “I see…” he looked disappointed. He turned in his heel and walked away down the dark hallway. He waved over his shoulder. “By then, dear [Name]” his singsong voice echoed against the empty hallways.

You tumbled back against the door. You were relieved that he didn’t scold you or worse… Still, you got a bad feeling.

The office door opened. The sergeant looked you up and down with disapproval. “What brings you here. And why is your uniform wrinkled?” he motioned for you to enter. You must have knocked on the door when you leaned against it by accident.

“Sit” he said and sat himself on a fancy leather chair behind his newly polished desk. He was waiting for you to speak up.

“You see sir, I have thought about it for a while and I have concluded that I will resign from my position in the Fatui” you said as you neatly folded your hands in your lap. You tried to put on an air of confidence, but you knew he could see right through you.

“I am sure you have” his tone mocking. “Why? Do you not feel honoured by being a soldier? Are you really that ungrateful?” he pushed his small round glasses up his nose. His eyes narrow and filled with anger.

“No! Of course not! I’m very grateful that I got this position. It’s just that I feel… like it’s not for me. The Fatui have use for someone better than me” you tried desperately to explain.

He scoffed “Well… I guess I can’t deny you since you applied yourself. It’s a shame really. You’re dismissed.” He waved his hand at you.

“Thank you for understanding, sir” you bowed and hurried out of the room. You sighed in relief. I really did it!

The next day you had finished packing and was on your way to the pier. The docks in Snezhnaya were freezing, but you couldn’t care less. Finally you were going home. You were about to board the boat, when a few Fatui soldiers surrendered you.

“We have orders from the Eleventh Harbinger to arrest you” the tallest of them said.

Your eyes widened and fear crept over your entire being. What on earth was going on? You hadn’t done anything wrong. “Why?” you asked and you prayed that you didn’t sound scared, but judging from your voice you did.

“You have leaked secret information about the Fatui to other nations” a broad shouldered man said. He was shorter than the others, but his strength was clearly superior. He was eyeing you up and down and his lips twisted into a mocking grin.

“What?! I have done no such thing! I swear on my life!” you pleaded. Your pleas fell however on dead ears as they forcefully brought you to Zapolyarny Palace.

The footsteps of the soldiers echoed in the seemingly endless hallways. You were shivering. Was this it? Were you going to get executed for crimes you did not commit?

After walking through the dark and cold hallways for what felt like eternity, you stopped in front of two giant twin doors. The doors were the only thing that separated you from you seemingly inevitable doom. The doors opened with a loud groan and the soldiers pushed you in. You stumbled, but quickly caught your balance. The inside was dimly lit, and the walls were decorated to an almost exaggerated state.

The Harbingers were standing in an half circle with the leader of the Fatui in the middle. Their eyes followed your every move and you had never felt so utterly helpless. As you kneeled in front off them, your legs almost gave out. The soldiers behind you followed your example and kneeled.

Pierro cleared his throat. “I am certain you understand why you are here” his gruff voice rung loudly in the spacious hall. You could only nod.

“I am highly disappointed. Such behaviour should be punished with death.” You raised your head and were about to claim your innocence, but stopped when you saw that The Jester was not done talking.

“Thanks to Tartaglia you are spared. Be wise and thank him properly.” Your eyes widened. “You will now be serving directly under him.”

Childe was grinning. You bowed your head. “Thank you for giving me a second chance. To that I am extremely grateful” your voice was quiet. You weren’t grateful at all. Now it would be impossible to leave the Fatui. Serving directly under a Harbinger was worse than death.

“I look forward working with you, comrade” his blue eyes full of indescribable hunger. You swallowed thickly.

“You are dismissed” Pierro’s voice stern. You rose to your feet and bowed deeply before exiting.

 

 

 

The icy wind didn’t get any better as you decided the mountain. The mission had gone smoothly. The snow creaked under your heavy boots. Fear was creeping up your back. You were almost home. You tried to calm your nerves. Maybe he wasn’t in his office? Perhaps his mission was delayed? You could only hope so.

The office door creaked open. You stepped inside with your back straightened. You were not going to show him any fear. The red haired man was staring out the window. He turned around and grinned upon seeing you. “Well if it isn’t [Name]” his voice was soft like velvet. His dead eyes boring into yours. Trying to peer into your soul.

“Hello Tartaglia” you bowed.

He raised an eyebrow playfully “What have I said about treating me so formally when it’s just us?”

“Right…”your voice flat as you eyed the Harbinger.

He walked towards you with a wolfish grin. He stroked your cheek gently. “Oh, how I have missed you…” he sighed. You didn’t answer. He curled his his arms around your and held you tightly. You didn’t dare to hug him back. He lowered his head and whispered in her ear “You can’t escape me now. Do you seriously think that the commander doesn’t tell me everything?”

Chills ran down your spine. He laughed coldly. “He told me that you were planning on leaving the group and and flee across the border. How utterly foolish you are” he sighed and looked you straight in the eye. His expression filled with madness.

He gripped your your chin firmly. “Do you know how hurt I was when I heard that? I can’t possibly let you go now. No you are way to naive for this cruel world” his features twisted in faux sadness. “Oh, how I have longed for you since the first time I saw you” his voice soft and his gaze tender. His lips pulled back into a terrifying smile. “I will never let you go.”

[hanilessa]

» :、♡  YOUR ATTENTION

` Summary: You pay a lot of attention to your newborn child, and your husband has only to watch it jealousy. He lacks your attention.

` Includes: Childe, Zhongli, Heizou x fem!reader

` Genre: fluff, romance, hints of jealousy

` Author’s notes: likes, replies and reblogs are greatly appreciated <3 my inbox is open for your requests! feel free to text me if you want to request headcanons or drabble. :3

part two! part three!

CHILDE

When you have your first child, Childe is over the moon. He will constantly be next to you and your child in the first months of his life, not wanting to miss any of the days of his son's life.

He's a wonderful father, you can tell for sure when you see how gentle and caring he's with his child.

But everything changes when he really realizes that caring for a child isn't an easy task. He notices this when he comes home from work hoping you will hug and kiss him, warming him in your arms, but no. You hug your son, not Tartaglia.

The child narrows his eyes in a funny way and reaches out to the man with his small hands, and Ajax thinks that for the first time your lack of attention can go unnoticed.

But when this is repeated again, Childe is no longer in the mood for jokes.

He literally acts like he's a child here (you could say that's the best pun).

Initially, you didn't notice his sidelong glances in your direction when you held your son in your arms, but when your husband shamelessly took your child in his arms, put him in the cradle, and with the most upset face, he sits you on his lap, burying himself in your chest, you understood that something happened to him.

"Ajax, do you want to tell me anything?" You ask.

"No, let's just sit like this for five minutes." His voice sounds pleading, and you think that he's slightly sobbing.

He will pout and make faces, because this is his way of showing you that he's upset or unhappy. Please don't make fun of him, he just wants your attention.

At this time, he's very clingy, so it isn't possible for you to get out of Tartaglia's arms. You just need to relax and give the man some of your caress, which he missed so much.

Be sure to give him lots of kisses, because you have to give him as much love as you gave your child during these months.

Tartaglia will whine and cling to you every time you want to make sure that everything is in order with your child. Because right now your attention should be on him. And only for him.

Childe wants to receive your love and affection too.

He loves your son very much, never doubt it. But please, don't forget to give love and kisses to him too, because for him it was, is and will be the most important thing in his life.

ZHONGLI

Zhongli always kept calm, prudence and sobriety of mind. Except when your daughter was born. It was one of the few times you saw him cry.

Sometimes you remember this moment, cradling your daughter in your arms at bedtime, watching Morax work. You prefer not to interfere with him, taking care of your daughter on your own and not wanting to disturb the man, because he had a lot of work.

Gradually Zhongli began to notice that you were somewhat distant from him when he looked at you in the brief moments of rest from work. You paid attention to your baby, completely forgetting about your husband.

Usually after long hours of work, Zhongli prefers to spend time with you, trading stories and sipping hot tea. And after the birth of your daughter, spending time with you became even more important to him.

You were always happy when he had free time. But this time you looked completely at ease and not the first time you paid attention to him when he offered you help in caring for your daughter.

"It's okay, Zhongli." You said as you stroked your daughter's head. "I'm doing great. You can continue your work." And you, completely fascinated by your daughter, left his office.

Yes, Morax was rather surprised now. Work always took up his time, but he always had time after that when he could spend time with you. Previously, he was unavailable to you, but after the birth of your daughter, you became unavailable to him.

You were next to your daughter all the time, never leaving her for a minute, and it seemed to him that he was gradually losing his mind, because he simply didn't have time to be alone with you.

And when Zhongli feels like he can't go another day without your attention, he'll ask Xiao or Ganyu to look after your daughter so that you both can have some alone time.

You two walk along the harbor, Morax holds your hand tightly, as if he is afraid that you will suddenly disappear. And you smile as you ask him, "You look like you want to tell me something."

Zhongli always knows that he is an open book for you, just like you're for him, like clear water in a lake that he can look into. So he laughs, stops and pulls you into his arms.

He is always gentle, even when something excites him. You look into his eyes and he starts to say, "Please, let's stay here for a while. I know that work takes up all my time, but I ask you to give a little of your attention to me too. I go crazy when I see you next to me, but I can't touch you."

"Let me be the one to always help you take care of our baby."

Morax is always so cute when he asks you for something, so please give him a big hug and a promise that you can always give him your love and attention.

HEIZOU

When your son was born, Heizou decided to take a few months off to spend all that time with you and your child.

He often saw that his colleagues helped their wives when they had a child.

And he looked forward with great joy to the moment when he could help you take care of your child, but what he couldn't expect is that you did a great job on your own.

You've always been successful at your job, housekeeping, and helping your husband, and all he wanted to do was help you in return.

But you were passionate about your child and taking care of him that you didn’t even notice that Heizou offered you his help.

He cherishes you and your child, and always wants to be with you.

The man understood that you were passionate about caring and worrying about your newborn child, but he also wanted to help you, he wanted to be important to you and your child.

He also wanted to bathe in your love and affection.

When you refuse his help, he usually reassures you and sits you on his lap, offering to rest for a while. When he lacks your attention, Heizou usually doesn't let you out of his arms under any pretext.

He will do everything to get your attention so that it remains only on him. Tickle, hug and kiss you. Now he wants you not to be distracted from him.

He wants you to rest, and at the same time he wants to spend time with you.

You're always next to your son and almost don't pay attention to your husband, who isn't very happy with this fact. So give Heizou your attention too. He needs it very much.

He holds you in his arms and speaks.

"Please, honey, let's get some rest together. I can see how tired you are. You always do a lot, so just take some rest. And stay with me. That's all I ask."

"Okay."

You nod and sigh because you know that until Heizou is sure that you're rested, he will never let you out of his arms full of love and tenderness.

Therefore, promise him that you will also give him tenderness and love, which he really wants from you.

[angelsrcute]

being sneaky w childe when the three of you (with traveler) are like adventuring or something

also good luck for your examss! 🍀

Crazy, Crazy in love with you. ౨ৎ

(´∀｀*)ε｀　) ౨ৎ N–sfw content !! ; Dom!Chile + Sub!F!Reader ➜ cws: blowjob, praising, aphrodisiac ᡴꪫ‎

Nothing much really happened, You, Traveller and Childe were out fighting some hilichurl because apparently a certain ginger was bored n wanted to fight! (deffo not Childe)

You and Childe had got lost afterwards and got hit by an aphrodisiac flower, Childe wanted to give you some flowers while throwing in cheesy pick-up lines.

You had been pushed to your knees, his cock throbbing with need in front of you and now, his hands gripping your hair, sweet praises leaving his lips as you try your best to suck him off, gosh, it's big. “Baby, your mouth feels so good, good girl, hah…so good f'me”

Where did the traveller go, you wonder, it'd be so embarrassing if you two got caught by the traveller.

A sudden thrust brought you back to reality, “Baby, keep your eyes on me, don't think of anything else..” Childe says with a pout, eyes dazed. With one final thrust he shoots thick ropes of cum in your mouth.

“Swallow,” he says. His hands pushing a finger between your lips, your tongue out, satisfied that you swallowed it.

“Hey, I think we have some time before traveller finds us, how bout’ having a quick fuck, please?” Childe says with a puppy look in his eyes, ah, shit, is that blond hair you see?? This guy isn't even paying attention to anything else but you as he undresses you.

[oneirattaxia]

𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐞 — “𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭”

plot: it’s childe’s birthday and you want to give him the best present possible, you. cw: nsfw, light bondage, praise kink, degrading kink, oral sex, vaginal sex, edging, choking, finger fucking word count: 2.4k

“Princess, I’m home!”

You heard the tired voice of your lover, Childe, coming from the entrance of your apartment. Today was his birthday and unfortunately, he had to work all day leaving you alone but giving you enough time to think of a way to celebrate. You wanted to mark the occasion because it was his first birthday since you were together, since you were in his life and since you became his everything.

You stood up, replacing the silk black dress on your body properly. You wanted to look perfect for him, and you found yourself kind of hot in this dress. It was a gift from Childe himself, a few weeks after you made it official with him. You didn’t have the chance to wear it before and what better occasion was there but his birthday? Being lost in your thoughts you didn’t hear him enter the living-room and freeze as he set his eyes on you. You looked up at him and walked towards him, a playful smile appearing on your face.

“What do you think, honey?” You said as you crossed your arms behind his neck, pulling him close to you. 

He was at a loss of words, he couldn’t believe how good you looked. To pull you even closer to him, Childe put both of his hands on your hips while devouring you with his — now — hungry eyes.

“You are the most ethereal human being I have ever set my eyes upon.” He whispered. 

You felt flustered by his words, your cheeks turning a soft pink as you tried to hide it by going in for a kiss. It was chaste at first, but it quickly got carried away, as always. Childe’s hands went from your hips to your ass, making you sigh in the kiss. His tongue forced itself into your mouth, you opened up your lips a little to let it pass. One of your hands ran through his hair and grabbed it to slow down the pace of the kiss, you did not want things to go this quickly. Childe, feeling his hair being pulled, groaned and the sound of it sent shivers down your spine.

You slowly pulled away, staying close to his face and staring into his deep ocean eyes. You felt his heavy breathing onto your face, his specific smell mixed with nicotine filling up the air around you. You were addicted to this scent, his scent. Childe smiled while gently tucking one string of your hair behind your ear.

“I love you.”

“I love you even more. Happy birthday dear..”

You kissed him one last time before managing to escape from his grip. You wanted him, and if you could, you would’ve done it right here right now but you thought that he was probably tired from his day.

He might want to rest a little before doing anything, that’s what you thought, how silly of you. As soon as you turned around, and tried to walk towards the couch, you stopped, sensing him right behind you. Something had changed in the atmosphere of the room. Your heart skipped a beat when you felt one of his hands putting your hair over your shoulder, making you quiver from the cold air slapping them. His other hand came to rest on your waist which gave you this familiar sensation of warmth coming from your stomach.

“Ajax..?” 

You didn’t want to turn around so you helplessly called your lover’s name. One thing you didn’t know was that he was fighting his inner-self to not just jump at you and fuck your brains out right now. The sight of you in this dress made him feel extremely aroused, the way your body was so complimented by the fabric. He gently placed a kiss on your neck — a kiss that gave you butterflies — while playing with one of the shoulder straps, debating whether he should undress you in this instant or not. 

It took him a second to think but he then carried you like a princess causing you to gasp in surprise. He was looking right in front of him while walking towards the bedroom. You, on the other hand, were looking at his mesmerizing side-profile, everything about him was delicate and handsome. You met his eye, it was dark, full of lust and only by that you knew you were in for a good time, so you smiled. You wanted to make him feel good, especially on that day.

He had just slammed the door open that you were thrown onto the bed. Childe was already towering over you, staring at you whole with hungry eyes.

“Mind if we try—“

“No,” you cut him straight off.

“I haven’t said anything yet.” He backed off.

You cupped his face with your hands, taking a more serious tone and said:

“Ajax, I’m giving you my consent for whatever you want to do with me tonight. If anything goes wrong we still have a safe word, right?”

Childe blinked a few times, taking in what you had just said and smiled at you. He gave you a quick kiss on the lips, he couldn’t dream of anything better for his birthday: you giving yourself to him. It felt like a dream. He took his time, taking the dress off of you. He made sure not to crumple it as he wanted to see you in it again. He couldn’t help but place wet kisses on your body while pulling the dress down. Once you were totally naked, Childe took a moment to appreciate the view of your bare skin, caressing the most sensitive parts of it. He felt you quiver under his touch as he obviously knew exactly what he was doing.

He loosened his tie with one hand and leaned forward to kiss you passionately. Too distracted by the kiss he was giving you, you didn’t realize that he was actually blindfolding you. It’s only when he pulled away that you tried to lift the tie up only to get your wrist caught by the tight grip of your lover. 

“Do not even consider it.”

His low and raspy voice was making your entire body shiver. You politely listened to him when he let go of your poor wrist, leaving the tie on your eyes. You couldn’t help but feel a knot in your stomach as you heard the nightstand’s drawer being open and before you could even say anything your lover cut you off.

“I’ll take good care of you, sweetheart, trust me.”

As soon as he said that he took your wrists and tied them up to the head of the bed. He then kissed the entirety of your body starting from your left fore-arm, elbow and arm, he went from your throat to your breasts, passed by your stomach and your hips. His hands were slowly following his kisses, caressing your tied up body. You were absolutely enjoying this, it was special as you felt vulnerable but comfortable, he really was taking good care of you. 

Then you felt him move down on the bed, as his kisses did. He kissed your left thigh, knee and went all the way down to your ankle holding it in one hand. He rolled the ribbon around it and tied it up to the end of the bed. Childe took a good second to admire the sight of you being all tied up under him.

“Look at you.. All tied up and at my mercy, it would be a shame to not use you.”

You felt your body heat up and your heart pounding in your chest as he spoke.

“After all, you’re such a good girl to me.. Always so obedient.”

He placed wet kisses on the inner-thigh on your untied leg making you try to suppress your moans.

“So sensitive.. I wonder what would happen if I just..”

You heard nothing more and your entire body twitched when you felt a warm pair of lips on your sex. You felt him giggle against your skin which made your lower-stomach burn with even more passion. Your back was arching from such a little touch and you were biting on your lower lip to try to not let out too much sound. Childe noticed it and slapped your thigh making you whine.

“I want to hear your beautiful voice, princess.” 

He then started literally eating you out like you were the last meal on earth, you weren’t holding back your volume, moaning and crying out your pleasure. Usually you were embarrassed by the thought of your neighbors hearing you but tonight it didn’t matter in the slightest. You wanted to please your man so you listened and did whatever he was willing to command of you. His tongue was sliding up and down on your already wet sex and you were feeling dizzy, in another place as the pleasure was filling up your body.

You felt your climax coming so as usual you warned your lover, perhaps you should not have this time.

“Aah.. A-ajax I’m.. close..!”

You were so focused on your coming orgasm that you didn’t see this coming. As your body tensed up Childe pulled away, earning the biggest whine from you. He deprived you from your orgasm, you didn’t know whether you were crying from how much it hurt or from how much pleasure you were feeling from this situation. As you were still whining you suddenly felt Childe’s hand grab your throat, his grip was tight enough to make you see the stars because of the loss of oxygen inside of your body. 

“I never said you could come now.”

“Hmm..”

Moaning was the only answer you could give him, everything happening to you was overwhelming, your brain couldn’t figure out what was going on. All of a sudden you felt two long fingers inside of you, he was preparing you. He started going in and out of your vagina while scissoring it. And before you could realize it he inserted a third finger inside of you but now it wasn’t enough. You wanted more. You needed more. Subconsciously your hips started going up and down as his fingers were filling you up. In return you only gained a tightened grip on your throat making you choke. 

“Don’t fucking move.”

His tone was lower than usual and your entire body shook from the guttural sounds coming from his throat.

“Look how miserable you are, desperate for more. Then be a good girl and take me all in.”

He pulled his fingers out and stopped choking you causing you to whine. The sensation of emptiness was uncomfortable and you couldn’t help it, Ajax was in control. He had control over your every move. Your fast breathing was fulfilling the room while you were anticipating what was coming. Lost in your track of thoughts you couldn’t hear the redhead taking off his clothes, throwing them to the side. 

He looked at your wet body once more before untying your ankle and placing himself between your open legs right in front of your entrance. He bent over you and placed wet kisses on your neck, biting, licking and sucking on your skin as he slowly started filling you up with his length. It felt so good, finally feeling him inside of you. You couldn’t help but moan. 

“Mmhh.. A-ajax..!”

He started by taking a slow pace, giving you the time to accommodate the size of his cock. It rapidly became faster and faster, he was going in and out. 

“Nggh.. Keep.. Keep going..!”

Childe was groaning inside of the crook of your neck, you felt his breaths quickening as his rhythm became faster. Your legs rolling up around his hips to pull him even closer to you. The sounds of your skins slapping against one another, your moans and his groans were filling the room. The atmosphere was hot and everything inside of you was burning. 

“You’re taking me so well princess..”

Both of you were on the road to cloud nine, your fists were tightly closed around the head of the bed as it was the only thing you could hang on to. Your bodies were hot and wet, both of you were sweating straight up lust. 

He is killing me. 

That’s what you thought before his pace started quickening even more, he was close and you were too. 

“Aah..! Please don’t.. Mmh.. Don’t stop..!”

That’s when he began to hit that sweet spot every single time he went back in. Your back was arching from how good the sensation was. Electroshocks were sent down on your entire body. Childe straightened up a bit, he felt his climax coming soon. He grabbed your throat again, tightening his grip enough to let as little air pass as possible. 

The lack of oxygen was getting to your brain, making your head spin and bringing you to another place as he said:

“Mmh.. Come.. Come for me, baby.”

And as soon as he said that both of your bodies tightened up even more as you were coming together, at the same time. He went in and out a few times, his warm sperm coating your insides: he was riding out both your climaxes. 

Childe got out, earning a small whine from you. It took him a second to breathe properly again but as soon as he did he leaned in again to give you a chaste kiss as he was untying the tie covering your eyes. They were puffy and wet from your crying, your makeup was all smudged and Childe kissed the corner of it. You felt safe. 

“Happy birthday..” You started.

“I couldn’t have wished for more princess.. Did I go too hard on you?” He said as he was now untying your poor wrists.

You didn’t know what to say, your brain was still trying to recover from what had just happened. Of course you liked it, you adored it even but coming down from your high, your thoughts were all over the place.

“It was perfect, love..”

He chuckled seeing as you were still bathing in your afterglow. He got up and carried you like a princess towards the bathroom to get both of you clean.

“I love you, Ajax. It was amazing,” you said, kissing his cheek after cupping the other side of his face with your hand.

“And, I love you even more,” he smiled and looked at you as you entered the bathroom.

Oh yes, you could be sure he had one of the best presents he could have ever wished for.

author’s note: thank you for reading through everything, it’s a pretty old work of mine but i believe it’s good enough to be posted here, ahem. with that i hope you enjoyed it^

© oneirattaxia 2024.

[ever-4sunlight]

𝑮𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒏 𝒊𝒎𝒑𝒂𝒄𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒐𝒏𝒔

𝑯𝒐𝒘 𝒊𝒕 𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎 (𝑯𝒂𝒓𝒃𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓 𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏)

Includes: dottore, pantalone, childe, arlecchino

warnings: Sexuallity headcannons (my own opinion) and very bad English, mention of yandere actions in arlecchinos part

pronouns: none

1/2

𝑫𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒆

He is... Lets just say a little weird but talks much he will tell you about who he experimented on all night long you wont be able to sleep

If he is tired he gets annoyed easily so dont talk much when hes not in the mood

hes a smart person why should he do what you say? He will command you around

He will 'accidentally' test some of his syringes on you when your sleeping

He wont have much time to spend with you he has to work on his experiments! Nothing is more important then his job

If your to lonely he will send on of his clones to cuddle with you while he can work without feeling bad for not spending time with you

He is totally against kids why should he raise some idiots that will be disrespectful when they grow up?

Im pretty sure that when he ever has free time he wont tell you how much he loves you but will show you how much he loves you

If he hugs you his hands will be placed on your waist if he has time to touch you he will touch you

He will give you everything you want (no child) not personally of course he has to work so a clone will do that for him

possible Sexuallity: confusing me as much as kazuha. _.

His love language is probably: physical touch

𝑷𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒆

Hes tthe richest harbinger of all he will get you whatever you want it doesn't matter how much it costs everything for his love

He is working must of the time so he will send you little gifts

If he ever has free time he will probably go out with you doing whatever you want shopping or going to a restaurant he doesn't care he will go there with you

He would probably buy you a kitty or a puppy against the boredom when hes working

Buy you every type of clothing you want it doesn't matter to him how much it costs he has the big money

Hes not completely against kids but he's working to much to help you raising them and giving up his job is no option so think about it

He wont have much time to spend with you but he will feel bad leaving you alone all the time

As long as your safe everything is alright so he doesn't have to worry

If he comes back from work he will always have a gift for you and the hours you've waited

If he hugs your he wil lay you on his chest and just stroke your hair talking until you sleep

Possible Sexuallity: bi sexual

His love language is probably: gifts and words of affirmation

𝑪𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒅𝒆/𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒂𝒈𝒍𝒊𝒂

Here we go with our all loved ed sheeran also known as tartaglia he is joking around like a little kid he loves you more then everything in this world

He is definitely not the smartest of the harbingers after all he is the 11th fatui harbinger the weakest and the dumbest? Im not calling him dumb im just not calling him smart

He is a harbinger he has practically no time like the other ones T-T

But i swear to you if he has a free day he will attack you with affection cuddling you for hours and telling you how much he loves you not letting go until he has to work again

If none of his fellow harbingers are near he will talk about his brother and his sister while holding you in his arms

He will hold you by your waist having his chin on your shoulder whispering into your ear how much he loves you

He will Probably never tell you what things he has done because hes scared that you will hate him for the bad things hes done

He wants kids! 100% he just wants to see mini versions of you running around (if your male just adopted or just think in omega verse:D)

His sexuallity is probably: im not sure... Bi or pan?

His love language is probably: physical touch and gifts

𝑨𝒓𝒍𝒆𝒄𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒐

There wwe go with or harbinger mommy shes not only sexy but overall just the perfect definition of toxic<3 but we still love her and she loves you too!

She's VERY possessive and if i say VERY I MEAN VERY she gets jealous by having you just talk to someone else thats not her your hers after all

Shes cold... Not only are her hands cold but shes just someone who barely shows emotions but no worries! She still loves you

If she comes home its late and your probably already asleep but she just cant help but lean your head against her chest when she lays down beside you she just wants to have her lover close!

If you disobey her your probably getting locked into your room to keep you away fron the 'danger' outside

The only person she trusts you with is herself obviously shes the one she can trust the most shes a father! She knows what she's doing

When ttalking about kids shes neutral... Just keep the screaming thing away... But at the same time its hers and it needs protection and care

Shes not talkative so dont annoy her to much!

Her sexuallity is probably: i would actually say shes a lesbian._. But for the more judgmental audience i say bi

Her love language is probably: acts of service

[ventisnumberone]

ੈ✩‧₊˚ You can service me..in a different way.. ੈ

Tartaglia x Maid! Reader

Synopsis: Your a maid who works at one of the hotels of Liyue, your job is usually pretty boring but there’s rumors of a strong, handsome and dangerous Fatui Harbinger staying in the nicest suite of the hotel.

(lowercase intended 🤬)

Tags: modernish au! this is gonna be 𝓕𝓡𝓔𝓐𝓚𝓨. afab reader, dub-con i think?, impact play, praise, degrading, semi-public(?), pussy eating, fingering, breeding, claiming, lowkey blackmailing,squirting, you call him sir, childe is a degenerate 😒, reader is lowkey a bimbo, one misogynist, picture taking with out permission, prostitution if you wanna call it that i guess?

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You were just a simple little maid with a simple life cleaning up after people paying high amounts of money to stay in Liyue’s number one hotel. Who knew rich people were so dirty? You have to put with these snobs bullshit everyday without blowing a fuse. You just smile and do what your asked no matter how frustrating it is, and it is. Always dealing with gross old men commenting on your cliche maid outfit, and how fitting it is they put a woman like you for the job of cleaning up after them. the only joy you get out of this job is hearing about the vast range of people who check into the hotel. it can go from a dilf on vacation who all your other hotel staff friends are thirsting over to those gross ‘creepy serial killer’ vibe people. However today there was talk about a person who rented out the most expensive suite, the staff has suspected this mystery man is a harbinger for the fatui. You scoff at the thought of a crazed murderer staying at your place of work. You didn’t want to believe this guy was actually that dangerous and capable of doing such heinous crimes but you kept an open mind. Two days passed of the mystery man checking in had gone by and rumors were spreading faster and faster. People have been saying he smells like blood and are scared to service his room. In the break room the maids are gossiping about how attractive he is but are too afraid to clean his room. your ears perked up at their conversation, it was still early in the morning so you had been sipping on some tea and browsing a newspaper sitting on the sofa in the room. Three maids were shamelessly talking about this poor man when you had enough and butt in saying, “y’know if you guys want me too i can go up to his floor and just clean his room if you guys don’t want to? i don’t mind at all.” you say nonchalantly. they share a look before they nod giving you a slightly concerned look. ‘What’s the big deal? why are they making such a fuss about this guy..? they are saying how hot he is one second and then the next how scary he is..’ you think mentally rolling your eyes. a few minutes pass and your done with your coffee and you go to grab a cleaning cart and make your way to the elevator. As you climb up the floors anxiety starts to set in. ‘why am i getting nervous he’s just a normal guy…everyone is just freaking out…calm down y/n…’ you think while slightly chewing on your bottom lip subconsciously.

you finally reach the top floor of the hotel and the elevator doors open, you push your cart to the end of the hallway. you realize there’s only 1 occupied room on this floor so that must be his. you reach the door of the man’s room and you notice their isn’t a card on the door saying no to cleaning service so you unlock the door with your key. you gingerly push the door open and see a tall, muscular ginger staring at you. “oh-! sorry-! i didn’t know anyone was in here-! so sorry..” you stammer as your cheeks flush. you didn’t expect the man everyone was talking about to be so…hot? you go to leave but the man speaks up. “you don’t have to leave you know..you can clean or whatever i just am doing work..so i really don’t mind.” he says a slight smile tugging at his lips. you could have sworn he looks you up and down. “uh..okay? as long as you don’t mind..i’ll be quick.” you say pulling your cart into the room. you begin cleaning and the man begins to fill out papers. you start sweeping the floor and emptying trash cans. you’ve only cleaned a room with a guest present once before so this was a pretty awkward situation. you bent down slightly to grab a bit of trash off of the floor unintentionally giving the man a full view of your white lacey panties. the man looks over at you and blushes slightly. Unknowingly you continue cleaning. you start to make the bed when you look over at the man who’s physique looks so good from the back. unfortunately your staring at him for a little too long and he notices and turns around to look at you. “you know…it’s rude to stare dear..” he says with a faux pout. “oh-! n-no i wasn’t trying to- i was just spacing out-!” you say with a stutter trying to justify your actions. the man gets up from the desk and walks over to you and tilts your chin up with his hand to make you look up at him. you look up at through your eyelashes and a blush dusts your cheeks. “i see you bending over for me dear, your not very slick…how about you remove those pretty panties of yours for me? hmm?” he says with a smirk. “wh-what-? i can’t do that-!” you say taken aback by his words and charisma. you consider it, but just show him a shocked expression. “hmm..no fun..how about this? what if i give you an extra ‘tip’..if you do this for me, how does that sound?” he says winking. your mouth falls open slightly and you glance down to his crotch to reveal a tent in his trousers. “oh what a dirty mind you have…i wasn’t talking about that kind of tip..but if you want that i can have that arranged.” he says pulling out a leather wallet and pulling out a large sum of mora. “sir…i can’t take your money..i will admit you are very handsome but this goes against our policy..” you say bitting on your bottom lip nervously. “i won’t tell if you won’t girlie…” he says with that same devilish smirk. “fine…but i could get into serious trouble for this-!” you say before grabbing the mora from him and skidding your panties off your hips and balling them up in your hands. the man holds his hand out gesturing you to give them to him so you comply. you’ve never been with a guy with this much dominance and overall confidence. “you can continue cleaning…i’ll just be here watching…” he says look at you admiring your curves. you go over to the bed to finish making it, you feel the cold wind from the ac graze your bare pussy and you whine a little at the feeling of being so exposed. you can’t help but feel your core tighten around nothing as you think about what this guy will do to you in the awaiting moments.

you finish making the bed and you notice the man get up from the chair he’s sitting in. he walks over towards you and grabs your hips from behind and bends over to whisper in your ear. “y’know girlie…your really starting to turn me on…and i can see you getting wetter by the second..how about i do you a favor and make your cute little pussy feel good? would you like that?” he says, his hot breath tickling your ear. “y-yes sir-” you say before he roughly flips you on your back and spreads your thighs apart lifting your dress a bit to reveal your glistening cunt on display. he dips one of his long fingers into your hole earning a whimper from you. he leans his head into your cunt to lick a long stripe on your pussy, he adds a second finger into your hole and gives your clit a kiss. he wraps his lips around your little bud and sucks on it lapping his tongue on it. your thighs are wrapping around his head and your tugging at his gorgeous ginger hair. your squirming and moaning out for him. he lifts his head up removing his lips from your clit to deliver a harsh smack to your thigh. “stop squirming so much.” he says glaring at you. you stop moving around and pout. he gives his attention back to your pussy. he curls his fingers inside you hitting that spot inside of you that makes you scream. you haven’t had that spot hit before, this guy is an expert. you start babbling nonsense, your head feels foggy and you scream feeling your release approaching. “s-sir-! i’m gonna-! agh fuck~!” you moan out. “there you go baby…cum on my fingers…” he coos with that signature smirk. your vision goes white as your release hits you like a truck, you squirt for the first time and drool runs down your chin. you have a death grip on the sheets of the used to be made bed. you pant as your vision restores. you chest heaves as you look at the ginger between your legs. “ahh..i’m sorry-! didn’t mean to do that…” you pant. “it’s all good girlie…you taste delicious by the way..such a good girl.” he says sitting up. “now i think it’s your turn to service me huh?” he unbuttons his shirt, and takes off his belt and sliding his trousers down. you remove your dress following his lead. your sitting up on the bed admiring his physique. “ tsk tsk..girlie you know it’s rude to stare…how about we do something about your naughty behavior..yeah?” he says before flipping you over on the bed so your on your stomach and face is buried into the pillows. you feel him unclip your bra and pull it off you before he pulls his boxers down. “are you ready girlie?” you feel his tip brush your folds. “y-yes…s-sir..” you mutter. you feel his large cock enter you and you gasp. you didn’t know he was this big. he pushes the rest of his length into your hole. he waits a second before beginning to move letting you get adjusted to his length. a few seconds pass before he slowly starts thrusting. he grabs your hips to steady himself.

“oh my- god- sweetie your so tight..!” he groans. “if i didn’t know any better i would think your a virgin…fuck-! but- hah~ then again your still so slutty~ so..you can’t be one~..” he groans as he thrusts faster into you. you can’t help but moan at his harsh words. “i can feel you clenching your cunt on my cock~ slut~!” he teases. he continues to fuck you hard. his cock hitting your g-spot making you scream. “ah..fuck girlie i’m gonna-” he says before cumming deep inside you. “s-sir-! i’m gonna c-cum-” you scream. “call me tartaglia slut.” he says rubbing your clit. you heart sinks at the name. the rumors were true. your being fucked by a fatui harbinger. “what’s the matter? finally figure out who i am? hm?” he says pinching your clit. “tar-tartaglia~! oh my fuck-!” you squeeze your eyes tight before cumming around his cock. your a cock drunk babbling mess, drool dripping down your chin. staining the pillows, your hair is messy and your too fucked out to care you just got railed by a murderer. “cmon let’s get you cleaned up..and by the way..i took pictures of you so if you dare tell anyone about my identity i will leak this to your boss.” his casual tone sent shivers down your spine. but you knew this wasn’t going to be your last time seeing him.

“by the way i’m keeping your panties.”

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this lowkey kinda sucks but i wanted to post smth hope you liked it 💋💋💋

[arsonlookers]

Rambles about Height

Has anyone of you search or know that Childe is taller than Aventurine!?

Childe 5'11" / 182cm

Aventurine 5'6" / 171 cm

Is this accurate? please someone tell me!! 🥺 

I mean just imagine Yan! Idol! Childe mocking Yan! idol! Aventurine because of his height the two of them would start to bicker in front of you [their shared manager] then Childe tells you reasons to drop your contract with adventurine as his manager. just to make you his and his alone after all he dont like to share what is his to anyone.

And then Yan! Aventurine will plead with you not to listen to childe, [imagine his begging damnnn!! Im down baddd] if you are taller he likes that and promise he does not feel insecure at all he even likes it when you just looks down on him and he is in the level of you boobs!!

he is a sucker for them I tell you! Though he would still act the same smug and confident aven you know. But if you are shorter than him please~ he likes it too! like he can hug you and cage you in his arms?! like it is also bliss whenever he hugs you he can always smell your shampoo and hug you tightly as he roams his hands everywhere in your back and then puts his hands on your hair sometimes teasing you as he grabs your hair tightly just to get something out of you. [and if you moan just a little it's game over for him~] [he will explore everywhere honey no exceptions]

And Yan! Childe, If you are taller or shorter he doesn't care after all he loves it if you sit on his lap face and he is a thigh man FOR ME AND NO ONE CAN CHANGE MY MIND!! Yan! Childe loves it when he just keeps his hands on your thigh and keeps it warm since his hands are pretty much always are cold, depends on the weather.

Imagine both yan! idol! in the same van with you their beloved manager in cold and unforgiving weather and stuck in traffic for some godly reason. what do you think will happen since yan! aven loves your upper and yan! childe loves you lower hmm~

THEY REALLY DONT CARE IF YOU ARE TALLER OR SHORTER SINCE HEIGHT DOESNT MATTER for this guys~

And I really imagine them as both Fox you know~ like having them as pets who waits for their master is just sooo addicting concept!!!

They would not surely not get along at first but if their lovely manager talks and gets interested on someone that is not them then be sure to have your punishment when you get home~

They both would surely have their positions at hand. if you know what I mean~

Dont stop feeding me!!

pleaseee 😩

one last before I dissapear for like 2 weeks for my monthly Exam🥺 

Need my number sir? I mean Im free~

DAMNED THE EXAM!! I DONT CARE ANYMORE THESE GUYS ARE JUST KEEPS ROTTING IN MY BRAIN!

I will not be shocked if I would end up answering each damn exam questions with their names 😩

ART IS NOT MINE!! -from pinterest

artist: @Stars4993 on twt

[floylia]

# MESSAGE IN A BOTTLE ⋆｡ ﾟ☁︎｡ ⋆｡ ﾟ☾

06. Do you like your men sarcastic?

NOTES:

i’m not sick anymore (kind of), just sick of my calc class

could’ve named this “good with my fingers” but i held back, yw

SYNOPSIS: There’s a line Childe knows he shouldn’t cross; A line built on years of friendship; A line that happens to cross you, his best friend’s younger sister, grieving her first love; A line where he plays savior, wears a halo, then feign ignorance, because love is a game for fools—and he happens to be the biggest idiot when it comes to love.

When a new stranger invades your life and an old poet writes back.

CHILDE x FEM!READER

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[zer05trange]

Roaring Sea

000. Prologue

⋆｡°✩ (childe x fem!reader)✩°｡⋆

⋆｡°✩ premise: When Ajax stumbles across a humble bakery with his brother, he has no idea the new fight he'll have to win. Because though the Fatui Harbinger explored the waters of many nations and many different conflicts, he knew nothing about the dangerous sea of relationships.

⋆｡°✩wc: 2.1k

⋆｡°✩content warnings: none for the prologue!

The premature coolness of Snezhnayan autumn is nothing to Ajax and his brother. It’s comforting, in fact. It reminds him of an older, easier time when his soul wasn't tainted by the horrors of this world. Often, Ajax thinks of what it would be like to be normal, to have a normal social life.

If his work could possibly permit it, he would've loved to meet someone with whom he could share his heart. But thanks to his plummet into the abyss, and the years he's worked for the Fatui, he doesn't have a heart that could be given to someone.

The part of his heart that hasn’t faltered is for the love of his family. And that’s why on a more lax week of work, he finds himself walking down a city street with Teucer by his side, glancing at different shops and places that interest his little brother. Their destination was one shop that his brother kept talking about, one that he needed his big brother to try out.

“Big brother! We have to go,” Ajax remembers his brother exclaiming just a few hours earlier. The young boy continued to ramble about a bakery he often frequented, with a kind, yet strong-willed owner that would never fail to make time to converse with his little brother.

Almost the entire stroll to the destination, Teucer spoke of when the owner; the time she slipped Teucer extra pastries free of charge for his other siblings, showing him how to make his favorite items on the menu, or never letting him venture out into the cold without some sort of hot drink to keep him company.

“This one’s it!” He hears Teucer pipe up, stopping in front of the row of shops. It was two stories, fitting with the rest of the line of stores. It was cute, and shockingly modern looking on the outside. He can see the soft illumination on the inside, with a sufficient amount of booths and tables for its size. Teucer goes running into the shop, leaving Ajax to catch up to his little brother. 

By the time he enters the shop, Teucer is already chatting away with someone behind the counter, peering up at the woman who’s smiling down at him. 

“ if you give me a few minutes, your favorite is just about done baking, and it’ll be nice and hot for you, all right?” He hears her say.

Oh, her voice is much younger and brighter than he imagined it would be. He looks up at her, and she was not what he thought she’d look like as well. Young, sophisticated, and positively gorgeous . He straightens up his posture a bit before walking toward the counter. 

“Good evening,” She says, “You look a little like someone I know.”

“Y/N, that’s my big brother! The one that got me that toy I showed you a few days ago!” Teucer responds, jumping up and down with his hands on the counter. 

Y/N. Fitting, Ajax thinks. 

“I have heard about you. The toy maker, yes?” You turn to him and he nods, “I’m Y/N.”

“I’m Tartaglia,” He says in return, “You have a lovely bakery, and the food here looks delicious!”

You laugh, and Tartaglia feels his smile widen ever so slightly as his chest tightens up. He thinks he may be dying.

“Thank you, pick whatever you’d like, please,” You say back to him.

Though you were expecting Teucer to come into your bakery, since he hadn’t been in a few days, you were not expecting to see his striking, tall, and slightly intimidating brother. 

This Tartaglia was an odd one. From what you’ve heard from him he seemed to be a caring, loving, and attentive brother. But you struggled to find a spark in his eyes, and that sent a chill down your spine. 

He’s donning an oxblood colored long sleeve button up and white pants, and you don’t fail to miss the hydro vision on his waistband either. He has the same deep gingered hair, blue eyes, and freckles that his brother has. However, he’s very tall and muscular, with a sharp facial structure adorned with a pretty-boy face. You’d make a bet that he’s nothing but trouble. 

His overall energy is intense, ominous, and foreboding. But he's friendly to you, at least, and his body language was a little more than friendly, but you shrug it off. It’s not every day that a handsome customer takes an interest in you.

The two brothers found their seats a few minutes ago, so you go back to preparing other baked goods and taking care of the few customers who are also in your store. However, you don’t fail to miss the glances Tartaglia keeps making at you. 

He looked awfully familiar, and not just because he was the brother of your most loyal customer, but you couldn’t exactly pinpoint why he was so recognizable. You hear Teucer call your name and you perk your head up to see the little boy calling you over. No one was ordering, so you come from the confines of your counter and over to their booth. Walking over to their area, you see Tartaglia’s eyes go straight from your face, to your hip. You glance down for a moment, wondering what in Tevyat he could be looking at. 

Ah, you think, as your own eyes find the soft glow of your vision. But you shrug that off, you already saw his vision that resides on his waist. 

“Yes, Teucer?” You say as you look down at the younger boy. 

“Did you put something new in your frosting?” He asks, with his eyebrow cocked up.

“I did, actually. I added more sugar as an experiment. Do you like it?” You respond, stunned at how he would’ve figured that out, especially because it was such a miniscule amount of sugar.

“I really do,” He says as he takes another forkful into his mouth. 

“Ms. Y/N,” you hear the other brother, “Are those moon pies?” He points to your display case. 

“They are. I try to have a little something from each of the nations, it’s a good source for variety,” You respond as you look back at your assortments of goods, most of which were taken by earlier customers. 

“And you make all of those?” He asks. You nod your head, letting out a quaint ‘mhm’ with a proud look on your face. 

“Well what I’ve had is delicious so far, I need to come back to you and try everything!” He exclaims, beaming up at you with a wide smile and a wink.  

You chuckle awkwardly before a couple walks into your store, unknowingly becoming your saving grace. You rush behind the counter, feeling his eyes burning into your back as you walk away from him. As you serve the two customers their order, you notice how the two were looking at each other lovingly and how the man pulled out the chair just for the woman to sit down. The way the two treated each other pulled at your heartstrings, though a normal reaction when one witnessed romance, there was a tinge of jealousy behind the feeling as well. 

Sure, you thought about entering the terrifying world of relationships, but you're way too focused on your blossoming business to have yet another stressor on you. But, more often than you’d like, you imagine what it would be like for someone to sweep you off of your feet, to spend time with, and battle the cold of the nation by being bundled up together. You always reason with your thoughts, because it is simply not the wisest thing to do, no matter how bitter the lovey-dovey couples make you. 

You bring yourself back to the present, the couple already left, as have many other customers. It’s getting later in the evening, and you look over at the remaining two customers that reside in their booth. A small smile makes its way to your face when you see how engaged Tartaglia is in his brother’s rambling. It wasn’t often that you saw siblings this close, even in a nation where family is treasured. 

The two look over at you as you finish cleaning up for the night, their mugs empty and their saucers clear, except for a few crumbs. You call them over to your display case, and they follow suit. 

“Pick whatever you’d like,” You sternly demand of them, “They either go to me or my dog, so take however much you want. Maybe some for your other siblings?” 

Teucer’s eyes brighten as he frantically starts studying the case, pointing out a multitude of sweets before you can even reach for the tongs. The entire time, Tartaglia switches his eyes from his brother to you, both in admiration.

You can feel his intimidating gaze and although he's never spoken to you until today, he's taken a liking to you. His energy toward you has been… interesting, to say the least, in the few hours you've known him. But surely it’s completely harmless, and you doubt that any of his weirdly flirty intentions were something he was going to take seriously.

So why not just let it happen?

“It’s getting dark, Teucer. let's get on our way so Ms. Y/N can get home,”  Tartaglia says while his eyes stay focused on your face, a sly smile pulled on his lips. 

“Oh it’s no big deal, my house isn’t too far away,” You point to above the shop, where you reside upstairs, “I’m much more worried about you two getting home before you freeze.”

Tartaglia laughs at that, causing you to look to the side awkwardly. Did you say something that hilarious? You brush it off and hand the two their large bag of assortments. 

“Get home safe, you two,” you say as the two prepare to leave the bakery, “I can’t have my favorite customer and his older brother frozen to death!” 

As they leave, Tartaglia turns around and waves to you with a wink, making you scoff and roll your eyes as you walk toward the door as well. You lock it behind you, and switch the OPEN sign to CLOSED. You watch the two walk off, Teucer still chattering on and on as they disappear down the city.

Walking over to their booth to clean it up, a velvety blue bag catches your eye. It must be a mora pouch, next to a napkin with wording on it. 

You have to teach me how you make such an excellent apple cake! I’ll be back soon, Лапушка.

                     P.S. Thank you for treating Teucer the way you do. 

     —Tartaglia ;)

You scoff and roll your eyes, yet again, this time without him there to see your reaction. What is this guy’s deal? You open the pouch and almost drop it, shocked at what is inside. It has to be thousands of mora, too much to be considered a tip. If this is how he’s trying to harmlessly flirt with you, it’s not working too well. Instead, it freaks you out as to what to do with it. A customer shouldn’t be tipping that much, you think, so you plan on returning it whenever he comes next as he promised.

You eventually finish cleaning up and rush upstairs to your apartment, much like most nights. But tonight, your cheeks feel more heat in them than usual.

As Ajax walks his brother home, his mind fills with more emotion than he's felt in a long time. The fact that you could bring out a little crush within him stunned him. In all his travels, even his life before his corruption, he never felt anything romantic for anyone. 

Why was he yearning to see more of you, though he just met you? Was it the way you took such care for his brother, your kind attitude, though you were slightly austere to his dumb advances? Was it the vision, the sigil that proves you’re a warrior? Or was it your beautiful eyes, your skin, your hair, your lips, your—

No. A Fatui Harbinger should not become weak in the knees for one person. One person he just met an hour ago? Absolutely not. His job called for his time, his body, and his everything. And he doesn’t have the time to become so attached to anyone. 

Though maybe, a microscopic part of his mind was scared. Scared of having feelings for anyone. 

Because though the Fatui Harbinger explored the waters of many nations and many different conflicts, he knew nothing about the roaring sea of relationships.

⋆｡°✩translation: Лапушка— sweetheart, darling

⋆｡°✩a/n: thank you so much for reading! this work is already fully--written so updates should be every few days or weekly!