#zhongli: *furrows his brow in confusion* but childe... in this form i dont have a vagi—?

[gravessyard]

Headcanons - genshin men with the knowledge that you're a vampire: Childe (+Zhongli mention)

Notes from the crypt: ive got a cold! Yay! Its kicking my ass but it also gave me Childe brainrot, so this piece is much longer than the other 2 ive done >:) enjoy!

Tags: GN!Vampire!reader, dom!childe, smut, lots of blood, some gore but not heavily detailed

• Oblivious bastard could make eye contact with all of the signs that are in his face and he'd still brush it off as something else.

• He only sees you when the sun is setting/already nighttime? You must be so busy during the day!

• You dont take up his offer for lunch or drinks but wouldnt hesitate to drink whatever Zhongli puts in front of you? It must be difficult being a picky eater.

• He runs into you gutting a boar with your bare hands and drinking its blood while Zhongli stands to the side with plenty of towels in his arms? Weird way to train but okay!

• It wasnt until MONTHS after that last encounter that he even got an inkling that something was off about you, and he found himself sitting across the former geo archon in Third Round Knockout. It was a little offputting not seeing you by his side, but the consultant reassures him that you're simply resting and will return when the sun isnt beating down on Liyue.

• A few hours of back and forth did little to clear the fog in Childe's mind, every time he tried to ask about your "condition", Zhongli would either redirect the conversation or give some open, vague answer that Childe couldn't pick apart, as sharp as he was. The last thing he heard before the two parted ways was a simple "perhaps its better if you learned from them directly".

• Thats exactly what he planned to do, until he was sent away from the city for an emergency mission. According to documents, some of his men were being slaughtered like lambs near the chasm, and he's to deal with the culprits personally and report the damages back. He's pissed, frustration coursing through him while he rounds up his backup and makes the trip out to the chasm, you still on the forefront of his mind. He had all the pieces, all he had to do was fit them together, yet just when it was all about to click, the sounds of screams and roaring broke him from his big brain moment.

• Geovishaps, more than he's ever seen in one location, were running rampant in the camps, destroying tents and crates of supplies while also tossing around fatuus like they were ragdolls. Take one down and two more seemed to appear from the mountains while Childe did his best to keep them away enough for the troops he brought to drag survivors away, it was disastrous. The smell of blood was definitely in the air, the sun starting to dip in the horizon and he knew if he and his men didnt move quick enough, they'll all be taken out when the sun goes down.

• A second of hesitation was all it took for a geovishap to slam him against a tree, monstrous roar ringing in his ears and the sounds of rapid steps approaching him, he thought of transforming into his foul legacy form as a desperate last resort, but was stunned when the roaring creature was suddenly silenced, completely beheaded by the figure that suddenly appeared in front of him. His head is spinning, but he cant mistake your clothes. His heart flutters, a weak hand reaching out towards you and your name coming out in a whisper before you're kneeling before him, assessing his injuries and taking his hand in yours. "Dont move, ill get you all to safety."

• "I know...... what you are", Childe still forces out before he erupts into wet coughs. You furrow your brows, concern etched all over your features before you encourage him to continue, no doubt he finally pieced together this puzzle he's been struggling with. "You're........ anemic", was all he could manage before he lost consciousness, going limp and completely missing the look on your face. Part of you wants to break out into a laugh, the other part is confused on how he even came to that conclusion, but the biggest part of you knew that any teasing would have to wait until you get him and his team out of the vicinity of the rampaging geovishaps, so after barking an order to a frightened fatuus, you turned towards the current disaster and make quick work of taking down the geo creatures.

• Childe wakes up in a bed that he doesnt recognize, it doesnt have anything fatui related nor does it seem to be a hospital room. He notes the little trinkets he sees, memorabilia and ancient books before the door opens and you're walking in with a glass of water in one hand and a bowl of fruit in the other. He sits up to the best of his ability, which wasnt much since he's hissing and groaning in pain. "Stop moving, you'll only hurt yourself more", you softly scold him, placing the water and fruit on the bedside table before pressing a gentle hand to his bandaged chest and easing him back into a laying position. Childe catches your hand before you could pull away, keeping it close to his chest and its then he realizes just how cold your skin is compared to his.

• "Anemic? Really Tartaglia?", you snicker, breaking the tension in the room and he flushes in embarrassment, face scrunching into a cute pout. "What? Thats all I could think of! Fine, why dont you tell me what you are then", he huffs, idly playing with your fingers while you chuckle and lean in close to his ear, amused in the way he shudders. "Im a monster of the night, my dear harbinger. A vampire", your voice trails off in a whisper while you lick along his neck, right where his jugular is and it took everything in him to supress his moan into a whimper. Hearing it come from you gave him all the answers he needed, all of the evidence he refused to believe was now mocking him, the way you avoided sunlight, your "picky" eating habits and not to mention the insane amount of strength you seemed to possess by being able to literally swipe a geovishap's head clean off its body.

• Archons help him now, he was down bad. It was the hottest thing he's ever learned about you, and his third eye is now opened with the fantasies of you drenched in blood and toying with him. You refused to touch him while he was still resting, despite all his whining and begging, his ribs still needed to heal. It was agonizing not being able to touch you, to feel you beneath him with the sickly stench of blood permeating both of your skins, but what was worse was that you refused to feed from him, not because you didnt want his blood but because he needed it more than you did and you had already fed.

• Jealousy reared its ugly head when he learned that you'll feed from someone once in a blue moon, when hunting doesnt suffice, and he's already trying to pry names out of you. Much like the elusive archon however, you give him vague answers in hopes that he wont try and hunt down your current blood donor, since it very much was Zhongli. It was strictly a business proposal, you'll feed from him, and in return you take care of his finances and duties while he's recuperating. Of course, it was only a matter of time before Childe is up and about, trailing your every move until he spots you guiding a dizzy Zhongli back to his place one night. He was slumped on your shoulder, murmuring praises in your ear that you just snort and giggle at while easily holding him up, blood smeared on your lips and cheeks that makes Childe's blood boil. He waits until you settle Zhongli down to rest, and as soon as you leave his home, Childe pounces.

• He prefers to have you to himself in the comfort of your home, but the alleyway outside of Zhongli's house will have to do while he's slamming you against the wall, body pressed so close to yours you can feel the way his heart pounds, can hear his blood rushing through his veins and see the clear jealousy in his eyes that are locked on your blood stained lips. "Whats wrong, Tartaglia? Vampire got your tongue?", you smirk, curious on how many buttons you can push. He growls, hand moving up to squish your cheeks in his fingers, the hold on your face almost painful. "From now on, you feed from me", his voice was deep, the dark look in his eyes sending a shiver up your spine when his lifeless blue orbs meets yours, and at that very moment your business transaction with Zhongli was terminated.

• It was messy and uncoordinated but in the heat of the moment it was bliss to Childe, cock messily thrusting into you while he's holding one of your legs up. Your bottoms were tossed aside somewhere, still intact after a few minutes of begging him not to tear them off because you'd still like to walk home with some form of decency, but Childe knows you wont be doing much walking after he's done with you anyway. You moan against his skin, fangs sunken in the juncture of his neck and shoulder and he groans, panting heavily while he whispers filth into your ear. "I hope he's listening, ngh", he shudders out a moan when you clench around him, clawed fingers leaving red along his back while he picks up his pace, the echoes of slapping skin reverberating in the night air. "Fuck..! You hear that? Hear how you're taking my cock so nicely? I bet Zhongli cant do that", he's snarling, orgasm beginning to bubble over and he's hoisting your other leg up. You gasp in shock, pulling away from his neck with a wet pop to grab onto his hair and shoulder for balance while he's ramming into you wildly now, forcing an orgasm out of you that had your eyes rolling back and your tongue hanging out for him to suck onto. He moans into your mouth, the taste of blood snapping the coil in his gut that has him pushing his cock impossibly deep to fill you up with his seed.

• He was insatiable, as soon as he carried you back to your house he throws you onto the bed for many more rounds. It looked like a crime scene in the morning, with blood all over the sheets and somehow on the wall, the stench of blood was sickly in the air but he's smiling like a dork while watching you sleep, dried blood on your jaw that somehow compliments the love marks he left on you.

• Definitely got a long lecture from Zhongli about what he heard last night, but he has no complaints about reassigning his business transaction to Childe, after a very lengthy interview about what he expects from Childe moving forward with his relationship with you. Seriously, it was scary.

[enden-k]

your responses to finding out what WAP means are so funny its what i imagine zhongli’s response to childe explaining it to him would be

pls omg NO, i had several friends call me a zhongli kinnie bc of many things a while ago until they quieted down, this will only make them rise up again AHAHYVXB 😭

BUT YOURE RIGHT, he prob would even say the same things omg

[that-foul-legacy-lover]

Childe's mind was fuzzy. He could tell he was in his Foul Legacy form, but... why did he feel like this then? Usually he was coherent... he tried his best to remember, his very hardest. Yes.. something about... abyssal overload... danger.. this form... limited time... vaguely something that made him realize he shouldn't be in this form right now. Theres a threatening feeling thrumming in his head. It stings, the fear. He keeps wandering to Szchenaya in his thoughts. His family. He can smell something, something herbal and humid, and it doesn't feel right. He wants to squirm away, but it's all around. He thinks about family, about home. If you could call it thinking. There were no words behind it, only want and fear. He shudders. Where was he again? He can only think about where he wasn't.

He can hear someone talking. The voice is unfamiliar at first, but it sets in that he knows this person. He tries his best to listen to the words being said. "...Childe? Can you hear me? Hmm. Its no use..." Childe? he knows that, hes pretty sure. But he can't exactly tell what it's referring to even if it sounds familiar. "....Maybe I should go check if I have any tea from Sczhenaya.." Childe flinches, and it feels like his mind is clear for a moment. Zhongli pauses. "It would seem that perhaps a reconnection to nostalgia would improve your condition? Hm." Childe hears footsteps, and then distant sound.

Footsteps are heard to him again, after.. he's not really certain how long. Suddenly, he can find the scent of what he longs for. It reminds him of time inside after the snow, a tea warm and potent and unlike any of the herbs in Liyue. "Childe." He finally looks up. "Here. Try and drink." Childe reaches out to the cup, but his talons only knock it out of Zhongli's grasp, and Childe suddenly yanks his arm away back under the covers at the hot liquid.

"Ah..! Well... that's fine. This still gives me an idea."

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A sudden rain pattered over the open walkways of Liyue outside, but you might not even of noticed if the knock at your door hadn't drawn you to front door. That was weird. You hadn't planned for anyone to come over. You carefully open the door, a little hesitant. You didn't want to have to talk to a stranger. "Hello?"

"Yes. It's me, Zhongli. I apologize for the sudden intrusion, but I have an urgent request."

-chain link anon

this was based off a recent Drabble of yours- id be more specific, but I can't recall if it had a title or was any distinct au.... sorry if Zhongli is out of character, I honestly dont know him that well.

!!! oh this. this is beautiful. and don't worry!! i think you characterized Zhongli just fine :D i believe i know which post you're referring to!! it's this one :)

but my word i love this- imagine you answer the door and reveal Zhongli and you're a little confused, because it's decently late at night and Zhongli prefers to visit during the day, but you're happy to see him anyways because he's your friend so you open the door wider for him

but he doesn't come in, merely stands outside and asks you to follow him- it's urgent. your confusion grows and you take a step back at Zhongli's tone, so he holds up his hands to calm you. "Please, don't be alarmed." he pauses, testing his words. "Childe needs your help- perhaps you know him? you're both from Snezhnaya" it's a shoddy excuse at best, but he doesn't want to reveal how much Childe talked about his "old friend"

you furrow your brow, because you're pretty sure you don't know anyone named Childe, and Zhongli sighs

"Or perhaps you know him as Tartaglia?"

your heart stops, and Zhongli grimaces at your horrified expression, watching it morph from awful shock to cold dislike. "What could he want from me?" you ask through clenched teeth, and Zhongli shakes his head

"Not want. Need. Please, come with me" and his tone makes you step outside and walk with him. when you reach his house he looks around before ushering you inside and pulling you to a room in the back, where you're met face-to-face with a beast, armored and sharp-looking. you try to scramble backwards but run straight into Zhongli, who puts his hands on your shoulders and gently pushes you towards the creature. you stand, shaking, as it looks at you, blinks in shock- inches over to you and carefully presses its head into your chest with a deep rumble. you... it's you, he's sure of it, he'd recognize you anywhere, anytime. you smell like home and old dreams, and Childe sighs contently and pulls you into a gentle hug

you look back at Zhongli, who just nods encouragingly, and your hands twitch, itching to shove Childe away and run home. yet you don't, allowing yourself one final hug- to wrap things up, you suppose, in a cruel, mocking way. so you stand in Childe's arms, stiffly listening to him purr in delight as he's reunited with the manifestation of his lost childhood, at last.