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eirikagenshinvision · 3 years

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SAY IT LOUDER FOR THE ONES IN THE BACK

Ungrateful

Notes : wrote this at 3am in 10mins cause i had the idea and idk:)3&3! DIDNT PROOF READ SO :(

“You guys are unbelievable!” you finally snapped and looked up to them.

They had stopped their bickering to look at you, both of them shut up. They never expected you to raise your voice at them.

“You are so ungrateful and stupid! I thought that amongst everyone in this town you would have understood how it felt for me to have lost my only family but here you guys are, arguing still after years of this stupid fight having gone down!”

Diluc crossed his arms and tried to open his mouth to answer you but you were quicker, your flow of words not slowing down.

“You make me feel so, so miserable. Every day I miss my sibling so much, I would give up everything I have in order to see their smile again, just to be able to hold them in my arms one last time. You have the chance to be alive, to be with one another and you’re wasting your time, until it’s too late, with the past.”

Your eyes teared up and you sobbed into the arm you had raised to cover your reddening face.

“You aren’t moving on, you’re staying frozen in place and ruining your relationship with each day that goes by!” Your eyes teared up and you sobbed into the arm you had raised to cover your reddening face. “How can you be so blind?!”

Kaeya whispered your name and tried to take a step closer to you, his eyes having grown soft and his facade having fallen down.

You took a step back as he approached and looked at him, then at his brother who looked the opposite way.

“I can’t stand this anymore. Just... I’ll leave.”

Notes 2.0 : aha me being sad over their relationship because i have sibling issues and needed to vent go brr

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eirikagenshinvision · 3 years

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Summoning a Harbinger

Childe x GN!Reader

1.5k Words

Warnings: suggestive position, kissing

You cough, waving away the blue smoke of your partner summon from your face until it fades. Once you’re able to squint your eyes open after the flash of light you see a humanoid figure standing in the circle. Your jaw drops. Only tier one and some tier two demons have humanoid forms. And it’s incredibly rare for a summoner to summon such a high tier demon.

As the smoke fully clears your drops even more and your eyes are the size of dinner plates. That’s… that’s a harbinger demon, definitely on the high side of tier one. He sends you a wink. His bright orange hair contrasts well with his blue eyes and you can feel your blush growing already.

“It’s nice to meet you! Are you ready to make our demon summoner partner contract?” He asks. “Y-yeah, sure, um, give me a minute,” you respond, trying to calm your racing heart. Taking a deep breath, you nod to yourself. “Alright, I’m ready.”

Removing your hands from your hydro summoning circle, the two of you press the palms of your hands together. “As the summoner, I swear to support my demon partner and treat them with respect and honor.” You start. “As the summoned, I swear to support my human partner and treat them with respect and honor.” He finishes. Your mana swirls together with his around your hands, merging into one before dispersing in a cloud of sparkles.

The two of you grin at each other, a mutual feeling of elation filling you. Your teacher marks down your summoning and partnership. “Name?” They inquire. “Tartaglia, the eleventh harbinger,” Your partner responds, adding a small smirk when your teacher startles at the revelation of his identity. “A-all right,” they stutter. “The two of you are good to go! Have a nice day!”

After thanking them the two of you walk home, attracting some stares as you go. But, thankfully, Tartaglia looks just normal enough for the two of you to not be bothered. Once you’re home you take some time to get to know each other and plan what to do in the future. Since he enjoys fighting, you decide to go into demon tournaments. It allows him to get the battle he craves without causing any problems by picking fights on the street like he knows he’d get into otherwise.

The next day you sign yourselves up and start sparring classes. It’s obvious that he’s had a lot of practice as every spar is over quickly in your favor. By the end of the day he’s pouting over the lack of challenge but the two of you find solace in the fact that his good performance convinced your teachers to allow you to register for this upcoming tournament season instead of making you wait for the next one.

While Tartaglia is very skilled, the two of you are still careful to not slack off. Instead you work on bonding further to increase strength of your support and planning out how you would go about things. You’ve come to generally trust in his judgment when it comes to fighting, but you do have to learn to pull him out of the foul legacy form he sometimes falls into.

The first time he changed forms you were completely unprepared and he almost hurt you before he regained control of himself. You can tell he still hasn’t forgiven himself for that no matter how much you reassure him that it’s okay and isn’t his fault. It took a long time for him to feel comfortable practicing fighting around you again. But during the time when he wasn’t, you spent that time working on a way to help from your end.

When it happened you could feel the change through your bond. The change almost felt like someone flipped a coin. If you could figure out how to flip it back over it could bring him back to his right mind instead of forcing him to break out of it himself. When you mentioned the possibility of doing so to him, he was extremely hesitant to try it and insisted on teaching you to protect yourself first.

It wouldn’t be enough to win a fight against him, but it would help you last long enough for him to regain control of himself before he hurt you again. The lessons were long and hard but you were improving, which brings you to this moment.

You deflect a punch, pivoting away from a kick and weaving below and around his left hook. He’s been on full frontal assault for the past five minutes and you’ve started to wear out despite all the endurance training he’s put you through. You can see his next roundhouse kick coming but are too slow to dodge it and are knocked to the ground. Suddenly he’s on top of you, stradling you and pinning your hands to the ground.

“I win~,” he sing-songs, a big smile on his face. He’s always loved winning and this is no exception. Now, usually you’re fine because this is a very common position for your spars to end in. But the combination of his smile and him being closer to you than normal was enough to fluster you. You feel your face warm as you try desperately to look anywhere but at him, something he picks up on right away.

His smile grows smug as he notices the sudden change in atmosphere. “Oh? What’s this?” He asks. “You seem a little flustered, I wonder why that could be. It couldn’t possibly be me, could it?” The wall is suddenly the most interesting thing you have ever seen in your life and you find the need to intensely study it. Anything to fend off the inevitable conversation about your feelings for him.

Falling for him had been so natural, just like breathing. After spending so much time together and getting to know him, listening to him talk about his family for hours, sparring with him, training for tournaments, it all fell into place so easily. But your feelings could ruin everything.

There are so many stories about promising partnerships breaking up because of unrequited feelings between a humanoid demon and their summoner. And you couldn’t let that happen to you and him. You just couldn’t. So you kept those thoughts and feelings far, far away from the empathic bond the two of you shared.

He shifts how he’s pinning your hands to make one of his hands usable to him. Using it, he grabs your chin and forces you to look at him. His smug attitude softens as he notices a hint of fear in your eyes and feels how scared you are through your bond as you desperately try to avoid eye contact. “Hey, it’s okay,” he coaxes you. “It’s okay, I promise. This is okay.” The hand holding your chin moves to cup your cheek as he smooths your cheek with his thumb.

“How is this okay?” You ask, eyes starting to water. “Feeling like this could ruin us, I don’t want to drive you away like what has happened to so many others in the past. I just- I just don’t think I could handle that.” Admitting it felt like such a relief. You no longer have to carry the burden by yourself.

You blink and a tear runs down the side of your face until it meets his fingers. He looks devastated. “I don’t think I could handle that either,” he confesses. “After all, I feel the same way. I may not get flustered as much by this stuff, but it’s a wonder you never noticed me blushing when you sincerely compliment me on little things.”

He gets off you, stands up, and extends a hand to you. Once you garb it he helps you stand and pulls you into a hug. “I think we both want the same thing but have been too afraid to bring it up. But now that I know, I’m not letting this go. May I kiss you?” He holds the sides of your face, wiping away the last of your tears and you nod.

His kiss is slow and full of so much emotion. It’s like you can drown in it. When he pulls away he presses a quick kiss to the tip of your nose and laughs at your reaction. “Let’s get back to sparring. You’re almost there! Then we can try the whole ‘controlling the foul legacy form’ idea that you came up with. But I find it only fair to warn you that I’ll be expecting a kiss every time I win, got it?”

Your smile in response makes him blush and gives him a warm fuzzy feeling in his heart. “That works for me!” You tell him cheerfully. “Let’s get back to it!” He grins and steps away in a fighting stance. “Here I come!”

He wins a lot that day, and in a way, you win too.

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