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[tetsuuji]

Sealed

PAIRING: Suna x Reader

TAGS: Scenario; Fluff

COUNT: 803 words

WARNINGS: Not really a warning but you and Suna are soulmates, Mentions of cigarettes

  Traces of moonlight mixed with a big cloud of smoke around you made you gaze at Suna. Nothing was happening, nothing was being said. He sat there, leaned on the headboard of your bed, and released thick circles of smoke out of his mouth. Unbothered eyes stared at the cigarette that was slowly burning away, as the smell of nicotine consumed the room.

You laid there and gazed at him, like nothing else mattered; just you and him at that moment.

He was so pretty. His chiseled profile, his bored look, his crouched posture. All of that drew you to him. You couldn’t think straight in his presence, and how could you? For the moment you met him, he sneaked into your life so effortlessly. From the first game of college volleyball you attended, dragged by your friends by force, your eyes only saw him. And for that mare moment, when he locked his sight to you, you thought your heart would jump out of your chest.

Love at first sight, some would say. And you blindly believed in it, hoping he could feel the same.

And there you were, months later, continuously sharing the same bed with him; the same man who pulled you out of your sealed shell without even knowing that.

Suna didn’t know what got to him that day, what made him look in your way. But he did. And seeing you there, a blush spreading across your cheeks, he wanted to prove himself. He wanted to make you proud, win their match for you. Not knowing who you are, nor why you are there, are you even single. It did not matter to him in the end, he just had to win you over. Little did he know, you already felt the same thread forming between you.

Fate had its own way of making it happen, tying you together for, what it seemed, eternity.

“Rin…” Your whisper came out so softly, Rintaro almost missed it. “What do you see when you look at the stars?”

Once those words left your mouth, you furrowed, knowing how stupid it sounded. Why would he even answer that question? Not everyone was a hopeless dreamer like you, seeing their lovers’ image in the deepest of the clear sky. Yet, part of you wondered…

The tips of your fingers slowly reached to his hand, calloused from years of training, gently tracing over each knuckle separately. Suna shifted his eyes to you, catching your lips in a straight line. Probably overthinking yourself, asking what ifs; you were so easy to read. He hasn’t been ignoring you but pondered on how to express himself. How to tell you what he truly saw.

As the cigarette started to burn his fingers, he flicked it into the ashtray sitting at the table beside him, while he grabbed your wandering hand to intertwine your fingers together. Seeing your questioning gaze fleeting back to his face, a tiny smile parted Rintaro’s lips, lacing his expression with such graceful beauty. You did that to him; you made him smile genuinely. You made him experience feelings didn’t think he would, not any time soon.

Maybe simplicity was all he needed, not straying too much from his usual answers. He was straightforward with you the whole time, why change that now?

“You,” he whispered back huskily, tiredness creeping into his vocal cords. You blinked few times, not sure where that soft part of him came from. It was a rare, almost an intimate moment to see. And it was for your eyes only. But who were you to not cherish it inside your heart forever? So you smiled, widely, and squeezed his hand firmly, dragging them both to your pounding chest.

“Same. Your eyes–“

“Are what makes the shine stand out.” Finishing it for you, Suna shifted his body to face you, lowering himself down on the bed. His breath was shallow as he faced you like he was about to fall asleep at any given moment, but his eyes were wide open as he stared at you, enamored. Like the flickers of the stars got trapped inside those two green orbs, piercing right at your soul.

No words were needed. You just hummed at him, chapped lips brushing along his. Your noses touched each other, danced together leisurely as both of you tilted your heads, each waiting for the other to make the last move.

Suna Rintaro was your soulmate, and you were his. A thin line that connected your ring fingers strengthened even more once your lips were bound together in a soft kiss, sudden gasps leaving each other’s throats. The electricity that formed between the two intensified, sealing the threads together for good.

And somewhere in the depths of night, two stars became one, finally finding one another.

[tetsuuji]

Downfall

PAIRING: Hanma x fem!Reader

TAGS: Scenario; Smut with hint of everything

COUNT: 2403 words

WARNINGS: Aged!Possessive!Hanma, Blood, Bruises, Marking, Unprotected and Rough sex, Degradation, Praising, Choking, Clit stimulation, Overstimulation, Creampie, Dacryphilia, Corruption 

You left your windows unlocked every night, just in case his dull face peeked through, waiting for the moment you’re about to count fresh bruises and cuts. Honestly, there was no reason for you to give him such treatment. Deep inside, part of you knew he didn’t care enough about your actions, but you still kept taking care of him. Because you chose to do so, firmly. And you wished Shuji showed more appreciation for it.

However, that was all there was to it – wishful thinking.

But you hoped he would show up in the night again, just for you to see those amber eyes once more. Hugging your knees, your gaze fixated on the curtains floating along with the summer breeze. How long has it been since he started coming? 15 years? Less? More? You couldn’t remember, but it seemed like an eternity to you. And you never regret it once. That night felt different though, almost as if both your body and mind craved him, needing him beside you, but midnight passed long ago and you felt lonelier than ever.

Alone inside these four walls, you couldn’t help but ask yourself how did you even end up in such a place?

Hanma Shuji was a mean individual, who cared about no one else other than himself. No respect was shown towards anyone in his life, inside or outside his gang. Yet, he always came to you, ever since you were kids. You never questioned it, maybe afraid of ticking him off, yet you were there nonetheless. Treating his wounds or just lying next to him until tiredness took over your body, you welcomed him back each and every time.

Somewhere along the way, you realized what type of feelings you had for him. And you felt stupid, irritated by the fact it was him who crept into the back of your mind, making your heart skip a bit when he gave you that rare smile. A genuine smile. You wished it was anyone else who would suddenly show up in your life and take you away from him, but it never happened.

And part of you didn’t want to be taken away either.

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[tetsuuji]

hihi hello can i be added to the tides of water taglist thing?

Of course you can! 🥺

The fact that people are still applying for this makes my heart flutter. Excuse my disappeared ass, I am just... existing.

[tetsuuji]

JDKAKXKAHZHSHDJZJA, I LOVE THIS??? Itto is my favorite character right now and he is so... I CAN'T EVEN! He is so sneaky?? Just look at him go. I love you, baby boy. 🥺

Thank you for this, sweets! It's a beautiful gift. 💕

𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊𝐒 𝐅𝐋𝐘

— 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠. arataki itto x gn!reader

— 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐭. drabble ; 0.8k

— 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞. e2l au, modern au ; fluff

— 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐚. hello, @echoingtales​​! ‘tis me, your secret santa. my original giftee backed out last minute and this was supposed to be for them, so i hope this is okay? i’m in a huge itto brainrot at the moment, so apologies if it seems like i’m projecting myself through this fic lol. special thanks to @favoniuscodex for hosting the secret santa event.

[𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐓 𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐀]

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Pairing: Childe x gn!Reader

Style: Scenario; Fluff

Word Count: 838

Tags: Modern AU, college AU, mutual pinning?

Warnings: Not really a warning, but bold italics are your inner thoughts.

Notes: Hello, @oakkii sweetie! I am pleased to tell you I'm your Secret Santa and I genuinely hope you will enjoy this little scenario I got for you. 💕 Childe really lives in my head rent free and I would have sent an ask beforehand to ask if you are okay with modern/college au, but I was so busy with work, and life, and all of the preparations I had. Nonetheless, have great holidays ahead of you and happy New Year! (Also thanks to @favoniuscodex for letting me be a part of this event. It was a fun experience for sure.)

There is no way he likes me back. Those eight words ran through your mind each time your eyes locked onto Childe’s figure. And you hated it; you hated the feeling his presence brought. The way his smile made you feel like your stomach is twisting, making you look away and move on. In your head, you did not exist in his world that way. All you were to him was a studying partner and nothing more.

Because how could the most popular student share that same interest you did?

He was always surrounded by people; it did not matter if their interest was genuine or not. Everyone wanted to be his acquaintance – his friend even – just to be on his good side. Why would anyone want to be in a rivalry with someone so powerful on your campus anyway? Childe had the capability of destroying anyone’s social life with a snap of his fingers. He was aware of that power, jousting the individuals who tried to test them.

That was why you accepted the offer to help him with assignments without questioning it twice. Even if you did not want it in the beginning. You paid no attention to his status whatsoever. To you, he was just another bighead looking for trouble, letting the popularity sneak into his head and make him “the king of campus”. But the more time you spent with him, the more you realized he was not so bad. The charm he possessed only helped in that way, and he used it as his own weapon when needed. He was an intelligent man, with his ambitions set so high, with little to no care about who was standing in his way.

And you started to like him. Archons, did you start to like him.

You would be lying if you said his appearance paid nothing to that realization. Childe was good-looking; there was no point in denying that, but the way his personality switched with you swooned you off your feet. His serious tone when discussing the problems or brainstorming the possibilities. The ability to hold a serious conversation for as long as needed. The way he bit into a pen when focusing too hard. Or just smiling at your awful remarks.

Childe was everything you wanted in a person when you shared those moments together. And more.

“What’s going through that pretty head?” The grinning voice snapped you out of your daydreaming and your eyes met with Childe’s oceans. He was too close to you, way too close. You could feel the heat creeping up your neck, shivers starting to run down your spine and you swallowed the lump that formed in your throat before he noticed you were losing your composure.

“None of your business,” you frowned, wrapping your arms around the stack of notebooks tighter. “Why are you even here? Our studying session is tomorrow.” Why am I so stupid? He approached you on his own. You should be thrilled that he ignored everyone else just to ask you something so trivial. But why even ask that after all? Not like he should care. Not like he did care.

“You are cute when frowning, comrade.” His sly chuckle wrapped around your ears, while your lips parted on a gentle flick up your forehead. The same shivers ran up your spine once again, more intensely than the first time. Childe was never physical with you. That he left you buried in a spot was an understatement. You were flabbergasted. And you did not know what to say like every cell left your body at that moment.

There was no way he liked you back – except there was. Because Childe was head over heels for you.

Maybe it was pride that did not let him confess. Maybe it was the fact that he never felt that kind of attraction towards anyone else. Maybe it was because you never showed the same interest in him. Whatever the reason was, he decided it was better to leave the thoughts about you brewing behind and let time do its magic. What if you played hard to get? He could play that game. He was playing that game. It boiled him up and there was no harm if he tried and made you his, right?

In the end, he wanted to show your secretive self to the world. By his side. With his fingers laced around yours. But you were so out of his reach he had to do something.

Even if you did not feel the same as him.

“I thought of taking you to lunch, so we can go through plans for the next class presentation.” Childe tilted his head to the side, almost like he was studying your confused expression. But he could not read anything. And you did not let him, although you screamed inside. Yet, he wrote it off as another studying session. You really did not want to get your hopes up.

“And I don’t take no as an answer.”

[tetsuuji]

hi oli dearest! it's your secret santa here~

your gift is in the works!~ is it okay if it's set in the genshin verse, but not 100% canon compliant? thus far it doesn't seem like christmas/yule is a custom within genshin canon, so I kinda wanna play around with what canon has given us so far~

i hope you're having a good year's end so far!

Hello, you sweet person! 💕

Just go ham with your idea, I am excited for anything! It really don't matter do you stick to lore/canon/known facts, I'm sure it'll be great whatever you do.

And I do, thank you! Just really busy recently, with little free time to spare. But I do hope you are doing great!

[tetsuuji]

YOU NEED TO REBLOG AND INTERACT WITH WRITERS AND ARTISTS IF YOU WANT TO CONTINUE TO SEE CONTENT FROM THEM

[tetsuuji]

Pairing: Thoma x gn!Reader

Style: Scenario; Fluff, Modern AU

Word Count: 804

Notes: My part of @genshin-scenarios​ collab for Coffee Shop AU! I was supposed to post yesterday, but since it was my birthday, I kinda... Forgot. Yes. BUT IT’S HERE NOW! Thank you so much for letting me be a part of this, it was fun to write fluff stuffs for my boy. 

  With a cup of tea in their hand and reading glasses sitting low on their nose, Name took the small things as a sign of mental vacation. Even if it was for a short duration. Recently, every little thing stressed them out, every movement slowly draining a little bit of energy they stored. Workers inside the coffee shop knew them very well, the same order being sealed in the back of their head. And Name appreciated it. They had to take those breaks, as life was taking its toll on them.

However, with their favorite book in their hands, while sitting in the secluded corner of the café, they felt at peace again – with no other worries surrounding them. Half empty space filled them with much needed freedom and the world around them did not exist.

Yet, in the corner of their eye, Name noticed a familiar figure they saw walking around the campus with the same people accompanying him. They heard of his name before – Tomo, Tama, something like that – but they could not be bothered to remember it. He stood out though; they had to admit that. Blond hair was being restrained by a black headband, wide emerald orbs shining along with his contagious smile. His tall and slim figure caught the eyes of anyone passing, and Name was no exception.

They scoffed, lowering their gaze back at their precious book. In no way they could let some stranger mess with their tranquility. He is probably as annoying as the other three, Name thought while flipping the page.

Soaking the words, the book consumed their mind, although they had read it already. But Name did not care. It never got boring, but quite the opposite. They loved it, saying that it was their favorite, and they read too many. Some were good – each different in their own way – yet they always had that one inside their bag wherever they went. Books brought them to some other worlds, where they observed everyone and everything, making them feel like they belonged there. It was an experience not many could relate to.

At least that was what they thought.

“It is a good one.” A soft voice brought Name back to reality, the muffled voices of the characters melting away with his sweet tone. They turned their head towards the source, only to meet the gaze of the same guy from before. Yet at that time he was alone, no others by his side. He stood there, hands buried inside his pants, pearl teeth peeking through the upward lips. For a moment, Name felt like his expression charmed them, almost proving why everyone stared at him. But they could not give him that satisfaction, not by them.

Name nodded their head uninterested, looking away from the guy. Maybe that was enough of a clue for him to get lost, yet the boy chuckled and plumped into the seat in front of them. Leaning onto the palm of his hand as he placed his elbows on the table, he just gazed at them.

And Name could feel the workers’ gaze upon them as well, like the situation they found themselves in amused them.

“I like that book, there’s something special about it. Emotional, raw,” he paused, biting his lip like he tried to compose his thoughts. “If anything, it teaches you how fairy tales might be true if we try hard enough.” Those words made them take their eyes away from the old pages on him. Interesting, Name thought to themselves, flipping the book as they set it next to their already cold beverage. His green eyes played with their own, casting the same spell as before.

Why did they feel like that? Why could they not ignore him?

“True, but we both know those exact romantic fairy tales only exist in the form of art.” Sipping on their tea, Name smiled politely behind the cup. Still, the grin that formed on his lips left them startled, disagreeing with their statement. His expression softened – if that was even possible – and he leaned back onto the chair, narrowing his eyes.

“Well, in that case, let me reassure you. I’m Thoma.” Name felt their heart skip a beat as he offered them his hand. What was about that man that irritated them yet pulled them towards him in such little time? He was handsome, he was charming, and Name felt like they were falling down the pit with no end. It did not help that his grin never left his lips, but only grew wider as they accepted his hand by shaking it lightly.

What could possibly go wrong?

“Name,” they chuckled, blush creeping up their neck as he winked at them. Maybe Thoma was not as bad as they first thought he was.

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I AM FREAKING CRYING IN THE CLUB RIGHT NOW, AAAAAAAH!! PLEASE, I LOVE YOU SO MUCH, BABES! 🥺🥺 💕💕💕

Everyone, go support Sinpai! She is the most beautiful and mindful person in my life and her writing is /chefs kiss/. She deserves it all.

You Deserve It

characters: baizhu, thoma, and itto some birthday drabbles made with a female reader (she/her pronouns) in mind as it’s my lovely friend’s birthday today 11/11! @echoingtales please go give her some love and birthday wishes!  warnings: none maybe a lil suggestive but 100% sfw :) words: ~1500-ish

baizhu and itto’s are a bit short only because they aren’t released yet so i’m not 100% confident on their personalities <3

“you’ve had a long day, a rough week, and hardly any time for yourself. why not kick back and relax a little?”

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[tetsuuji]

may I be added to tides of water bb? 🥺 👉👈

Yes, baby, of course you can! 🥺 💕

[tetsuuji]

Hello !! Can I be on the taglist for Tides of Water ? I absolutely love ehat u have so far ! :D

KFIAJXJ, THANK YOU FOR YOUR WORDS! 💕 Yes, you can, of course.

I swear that next chapter will be posted soon. My life is hectic recently and I want a break asap. /sigh/

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I need EU time to hurry tf up because I want my malewife now.

And yes, first chapter of ToW is being written. Sorry for being dead, my luck with tech is immaculate. I still don't have my computer and writing on phone is testing my limits every day.

[tetsuuji]

Hi! Can I be on the tag list for Tides of Water? I love what you have so far!

Ksoadkoa, thank you so much! 💕 And of course, I added you to the list!

[tetsuuji]

WAIT SHOOT- THE PREVIOUS ASK WAS ME I ACCIDENTALLY TURNED ON ANON-

But may I get added to the taglist please?

IT'S OKAY, SWEETS, ALL GOOD! You are added. 💕

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Tides of Water: Prologue

Pairing: Childe x fem!Reader

Summary: The young pair was inseparable since little days, always seen tied together. But with the beginning of high school, the two went their own ways and forgot about their childhood’s fairytale. Or so Name thought. Born into the ones of the richest families in Teyvat, Name and Childe were bound to happen one way or another, and once the marriage between them came knocking on the door, they were brought back together. However, neither of the two were the same people they used to be, and both learnt that since the very beginning of their shared life.

Word Count: 1568

Tags and Warnings: Fluff at the beginning, angst at the end, friends to strangers, modern AU kids/teenagers POV, usage of Childe’s real name, mentions of strict childhood

Notes: I am so sorry this took so long to post. I had a shitshow of the last week, plus my graphics card died again. But we’re here! Hope it’s a good enough intro into the whole story and thank you @genshinfanboy​​ for beta reading! Reblogs and feedbacks are appriciated. 

  “Have you ever thought of what your future would look like?” You winced at the sudden break of the soothing silence between you both. The strands of his ginger hair tickled your nose as you turned to him, only to see him staring at the flickering stars above you. His ocean eyes were focused on the sight, blinking too many times while you questioned where he pulled the question from. You were too young to have such conversations, merely tackling into the beginnings of middle school, yet he never failed to amuse you with unexpected topics.

But that was Childe for you; never afraid to speak his mind.

“Not really,” you mumbled, averting your gaze back to the night sky. “Papa probably has things planned for me, so there is nothing for me to think about, I guess.” Some part of you knew that was the case. Ever since you were able to talk, he has had a strict approach to raising you. Learning at least two languages, excelling in chess and mathematics, making sure you read a few books a week. The list went on as you grew older, making you a female copy of your father. You didn’t have many toys to play with or friends to hang out with, although your mother took it upon herself to cheat the system every once in a while. Was it to brush your hair after a bath, read you fairy tales before bed, or sneak a plush or two without your father noticing, she made sure you knew what it felt like being taken care of outside the stern routine you had.

After all, she was the one who introduced you to your best friend and his family, and that was something you always silently thanked her for.

Childe was the complete opposite of you; his parents let him shape himself in the way he wanted to. Being the youngest at the time gave him the freedom of getting extra spoiled, almost carefree, yet he ended up as someone every parent would like their child to be.

He was someone you wanted to be but knew you couldn't.

The only reason your father allowed your friendship to bloom was Childe’s father himself. Being best friends since their high school days, the two were inseparable. Although two polar opposites, they seemed more like brothers than anything else. For sure, your mother encouraged you to spend time with Childe in the first place, but your father never said a word after seeing you together.

“That’s so lame, Name.” His teasing voice made you frown. “You should have a secret hobby. Don’t be the boring one.” Even though you knew there was no ill intention behind his words, you still pinched his side, drawing a dramatic squeak from his mouth. Rolling your eyes, you puffed the air you held out and pouted at him. His eyes never left the scenery above, but you noticed a tiny smirk forming at the corner of his right lip.

Ajax ‘Childe’ Tartaglia was a menace who you were proud to call your best friend.

“You know how they are, stupid. ‘Can't do much about it.” You loved your parents equally for everything they were doing for you. So, it was only natural to accept what they planned for you without any second thoughts.

“Well,” he exclaimed, abruptly turning around to face you. Childe’s tiny head was too close to you, his hair tickling your nose, with a big smile plastered on his cute face. “At least you’ll have me in your future! Promise I’m not going anywhere.”

His eyes closed, the smile only growing wider. Your heart fluttered at the scene. It skipped a few beats hearing his words. He would always be by your side. He would be the ray of sunshine in your pre-planned life. He would always be your Ajax.

As you returned the smile to him, he ruffled through your loose hair, lying back down on the shared blanket. Emitting the warmth in the already warm sunroom, he pressed himself closer to your tiny body, fingers searching for yours. You quickly glanced at your small hands, letting him intertwine them together. There was that soothing silence between you once again. Shortly lived as Childe quickly started rambling about his own plans and wishes, never once forgetting to mention where were you in that story. You were happy.

He made you happy.

Little that you knew back then your life would turn around 180 sooner than you thought.

It hurt to face him. It hurt to let those words out of your throat. It hurt to hurt him.

You knew about your departure overseas before the middle school graduation, but you couldn’t bring yourself to say anything to him earlier. It pained you enough already, and you knew how much it would do the same to him. But you had to; you just decided to wait until the very last moment.

Childe grew out to be a teasing gentleman. He could have spun everything around his finger without blinking once, yet showed major respect when needed. You were proud of him, more than you were of yourself. There was still shape that had to be done about him, he was only 15, but you knew he would be a sly charmer.

Without you by his side.

Both of you quietly stood at the frozen fountain inside your garden, your favorite place to chase each other since little days. His already tall figure loomed over you, but his eyes avoided meeting yours, no usual shine inside them. You knew you had broken him, how could you not? His best friend, his better half, was leaving him for however how long. The moment you shared with him right there and then was the last one, but you couldn’t even make him smile, make it easier for him.

“Why didn't you say something earlier?” Childe’s voice was detached; no one would understand how hard he was trying not to let it crack. None but you. With each lip bite, another blade pierced your heart with sorrow. It felt like the air had thinned out, making it impossible to breathe. You wished he looked at you, and saw the guilt hoarded inside your irises. But there was nothing instead. Only the sound of him breathing incoherently and clenched jaw.

“I…” Your voice gave up on you, yet you had to find it in yourself to end the already one-sided conversation. “I was scared.” Was that really enough? Deep inside, you knew it's not, it wasn't a good reason. As honest as it was, it couldn’t give him the fair closure he deserved.

Maybe you should have said something earlier. Maybe it would have hurt both of you less if he knew sooner. But it was too late already. It was too late even if it was sooner.

You were leaving and it couldn’t be stopped. Childe knew that, cursing everything and everyone that kept it hidden away from him. But he never said it out loud. Shoving it deep inside his brain, he didn’t say a word. He didn’t blame you. He couldn’t blame you. After all, your life was decided before you knew it. The only wish he had was more time. More time to hold you in his arms. More time to tell you how he really felt.

More time to confess his love to you.

Instead, he leaned down his forehead onto yours, his cold skin absorbing the warmth out of you. And he just breathed, eyes closed, mouth sealed in a straight line. You hitched at his movement, pleading your heart to stop racing so fast and loud, but touched his nose with yours as your eyes stayed glued to his stoic face.

“Don't forget me,” he whispered, wishing it more to himself than anything else. Your heart broke in half as he finally opened his eyes, the oceans turning into a midnight sky from the sadness that consumed them. Tears finally escaped and rolled down your face uncontrollably as you pulled him into a tight hug. Wrinkling your coat, he tugged you closer, just to feel you next to him one last time. Until you meet again.

“Never.” You thought that was a promise you would never break. It was easy, you couldn’t forget about him. He promised he would stay by your side forever, no matter what happens.

Yet, some twisted part of your fate had different plans for you, and Childe became nothing but a faded memory after 10 years of you leaving him alone in that garden.

With each passing year, he roamed your mind less and less, until you found yourself never thinking of him again. Memories you two made together were nothing more than a smudge you couldn't restore. Nor did you try to in the end. You focused on yourself and your career, making sure your parents had a reason to boast about their daughter being the next successor to numerous hotels around the country. It was the only way for you; to listen and obey what was expected of you.

You owed them that much. You owed them your whole life for being where you were, satisfied with the lush life you lived.

And you had to agree with anything they still had in preparation for you once you step through their doors again.

Taglist: @ariesreii​, @mitskisaveme​​, @tiny-uwuu, @genshincopium Send me an ask if you wish to be added! Striked mentions can’t be tagged.

[tetsuuji]

This 🤏 close to replace Childe for Itto in Tides of Water.

On the other hand, I was away for the weekend, so the prologue should be up by next week. I'm genuinely excited to start posting this series!

[tetsuuji]

May I pls be added to your Childe fic taglist dear? 👉👈

Always, babes. I love you! 💕