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thepeelucof87 · 2 days
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a consensus i've noticed
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viscerotonixx · 2 days
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THE QUESTIONS ARE NOT FUCKING ANONYMOUS!
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mysticmiav · 2 days
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It was Chilumi Fairy Tale week on twitter, and here are my pieces for it✨️🐳
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But the walls of that tower could not hide everything☀️
Day 1- Rapunzel au🍳
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Red is the colour of destiny🥀
Day 2- Red Riding Hood & Woodcutter au
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"It's... made of glass?"
Day 3- Cinderella au🥿
Don't stare at the perspective too much it doesn't make any sense
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He recounts stories of his travels to her⚓️
Day 4- Pirate Siren au✍️
Sooo happy with how this one turned out <3
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Salty depths hold secrets⚓️🌊
Day 5- Another Pirate Siren au, because I really wanted to draw their roles reversed; this time it's Pirate Lumine Siren Childe~
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"What's wrong?"🗡
Day 6- Ella Enchanted au! One of my favourite movies growing up~
For anyone that doesn't know the movie: the story is about a girl named Ella who, when she was born, her fairy (godmother-ish) casted a bleesing of obedience on her. Due to it, Ella obeys any order given to her no matter what, and, well, you can imagine how that goes when the wrong people learn of this information.
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The evening star is shinin' bright so make a wish✨️
Day 7- Princess and the frog au🌱
So my initial goal was to just sketch something for every day (since am busy w work and other projects) but it felt like I kept getting carried away each day, my sketches kept getting more detailed and all. So, for the last day, I wanted to lowkey-shitpost it and go for froggies chilumi!✍️
Alright long post but that's all. This was my first time actually making a piece for every day of those types of events & am happy with all of them🖤
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lameow-l · 1 day
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MY TWO BABY BOYS
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chlmonly · 2 days
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" I am so done" face
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present-girl · 11 hours
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kazumist · 2 days
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EPISODE 5 ✦ A CONCERNED CITIZEN
LOVE, MAYBE — A CHILDE SMAU
masterlist / prev ep / next ep / timestamps don't matter
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hi here's the list of characters included in stem 12-b and humss 12-a as a silly little guide
guys i kinda miss diluc im ngl i wish i didnt finish upmel earlier /hj
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taglist (open): @xianyoon @blue-b3rries @kizakiss @kissingkzuha @aethion @phtogravi @ell1e2010 @esthelily @b4tm4nn @hcmay @ivvieene @morganadorodo @kaitfae @kentply @scaranthropy @kyon-cherri @kookiibun @kochothehoe @mekiiiii @ibyobi @iuspired @tetsuskei @kunikuzushis-darling @morgyyyyyyy @chluuvr @scaradooche @kissmiere @a1-ic3 @bubblegum-angelquartz @tiredjxnna @levlucs-kiru @angeilix @cerisescherries @saeskiss @a-talkative-corn @briluvspnk @kamisatoyato @bbysatoruuu @viviixoxosblog @bambisz @chemiru @eternal-dokja @bflyprincess @jamieexistss @monocerosei @enjisthings @jangyung @rainynyy @cupid-spams @snzhrchy
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Childe's day at the beach by tartaglianui
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thrahsh · 3 days
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FINALLY HELLO TUMBLR (again)
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serenelia · 13 hours
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ᴠᴀᴍᴘɪʀᴇ ꜱᴄᴀʀᴀᴍᴏᴜᴄʜᴇ/ᴡɪᴛᴄʜ ʜᴜɴᴛᴇʀ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ
Content includes: SFW, mild mentions of blood, vampire kinks, mentioned vampire Harbingers though only slight (it's gonna look like a Childe fic at first but trust me, I'm not writing for his ginger ass anytime soon), ball room dancing that's probably all over the place.
Scroll away if you don't entertain any au's regarding vampires, witches, and hunters. Also this is quite long, almost two-thousand and five hundred words, grab a snack!
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In a distant, secluded land, lays a splendid manor. Filled with guests, ranging from vampires and humans alike, all under the gaze of stars that mimic splatters of white paint scattered across a canvas, they glimmer and shine in the moonless night. Leaves entranced by the soft touches of the wind, sway according to its direction.
A melodious tune of a violin accompanied by a piano reaches the ears of laughing guests, played by the two pale men situated in the middle of the ballroom, wearing well-tailored suits, both playing their mastered instruments, each movement effortless as they played, gaining the attention of almost everyone inside.
A beautiful young-lady stood out from the rest, wearing a luxurious gown, one would think it was embroidered by the gods themselves. It twinkles with every step she makes, matching with the hat veil covering half of her face. Heads turn as she steps inside the luxurious manor, taking the breath of almost every attracted man and jealous woman away.
Her eyes dart across the room, exchanging pleasant smiles with everyone who was courageous enough to lock eyes with her intimidating gaze. Her heels clacking against the marble floor, the light from the chandelier illuminates her figure even more so as she crosses the center of the room, the other guests attention stolen from the musicians who were to engrossed in their own music to notice their gazes drifting away.
From across the ballroom, a group of dark dressed people started whispering among themselves. A tall man with a slender figure spoke up first, “Looks like I’ve found my main “food” for entertainment for the night,” He says with a whistle, eyes quickly moving to his companions in search for support, “Get it? Like “food” as in-”
“You better shut your mouth if you’re considering continuing that sentence.” The much taller woman threatens, raising the wine glass in her hand above his head.
The tall man immediately takes a step back, “Woah, no need to be so irritated first thing in the night! What’s a little comradery between us Harbingers?” He carps, shaking his head with fake disappointment.
“Oh, cut the crap, number 11. I’d rather starve and decay than be anything more than a business partner with you,” the shorter man grumbles, boring holes in the latter’s head.
The ginger-haired man frowns and turns to look at him after seeing the woman nod along, “Really? You’re still holding that over my head?”
The short-tempered man didn’t bother responding, focusing his attention on something much more worthwhile his attention. Surveying the rest of the room from where he stands, the mysterious woman “number 11” mentioned appeared to be looking at their direction after crossing the center of the room. Most of her features being hidden due to the shadow of the balcony above, so he couldn’t make a guess who she was.
But before he could even start guessing at all, the annoying one disrupts, “Ooh, would you look at that, a pretty little woman looking right at your direction, would you dare?” he muses from beside him. Scaramouche turns to glare at him, but immediately regrets it when he’s faced with Childe’s eat-shitting grin, “Do you know her?” He asks instead.
Childe looks back at him, “Me? Oh, no, if I did, I would’ve left you guys here as soon as she came in. I’m sure her company would be more worth my time.” He comments with a snort.
Scaramouche returns his gaze to the woman upon hearing his “No,” finding her to have already left her previous spot and headed for the food on the table near where they’re standing. Upon realizing this, he felt his eye twitch.
As if feeling his bruised ego, Childe whispers to him with a sigh, “Maybe your charms just didn’t work on her,” patting his shoulder with a plastered smile on his features.
He had to grit his teeth near breaking point to avoid punching him.
Resorting to a more tamed option, Scaramouche pushes his hand off his shoulder, giving him the fiercest glare he could muster. “I’d like to see you make an attempt. After all, I think I’d prefer to eat stale food than give you a try too,” He gave a snarky remark. A small but victorious smirk grew on his face after seeing Childe’s face drop.
“Well, I doubt anyone would be willing to give me a pass when you’re next to me, the choice is obvious, don’t you think?” Childe replies, expression quickly transitioning to a smug one, almost too smug for his liking.
Before Scaramouche could even rebut, Childe already slid past him and made way to approach the lady. He wishes he could watch him make a fool out of himself, yet as he turns to glance behind him, Signora was already staring at him with a repulsed look, head tilted to the side. Scaramouche walks away from the scene filled with resent.
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A half-eaten sweet in one hand, a ginger-haired man kissing the other, [Name] stands frozen in front of the table filled with food (thankfully they actually provided water and actual wine this time, she doesn’t think she can stomach accidentally drinking blood again), eyes wide and mouth agape. She lowers her gaze to look at the stranger, who has a ghost of a pleased smile on his face, “I apologize for the abrupt greeting, fair maiden. I simply could not take my eyes off of you,” He says and stands upright. [Name] lets her eyes wander his features, trying to recognize him from somewhere if she could.
She gulps down the remaining food in her mouth before speaking, “Good evening, dear Sir, may I inquire who you may be?” Ever so slowly moving her hand away from his mouth.
He might be one of those vampires that prefer blood from the wrist.
“Tartaglia, Eleventh of the Eleven Fatui Harbingers- but you may call me “Childe” instead.” The stranger replies, holding a polite smile. “And you must be..?”
Well, there goes her plan of avoiding that one particular party for the night.
Was her get up too eye-catching?
Seriously, how unlucky is she going to be tonight? Please get at least get one vampire back home!
“..My name is [Name], it’s a pleasure to meet you, Sir Childe.” [Name] bobbed a curtsy to him, and he reciprocates by bowing as well. Finally letting go of her hand.
The Harbingers… A bunch of royal skinned vampires ganged up together. She’s never heard of any members’ names in it nor its organization (she doesn't really bother herself with it), but that didn’t mean she wanted to know either.
“I could say the same to you as well, Lady [Name]. It’s a privilege to be able to meet such a magnificent lady such as yourself in this fine night. If I may ask, what brings you here?” Childe asks after correcting his posture, his smile noticeably widening after seeing her flash a strained smile.
[Name] averts her eyes for a quick moment, appearing to be flustered, “Oh, I came here in my fathers stead. It was originally suppose to him as he has a meeting with one of the figures here, unfortunately, something happened to him that required a last minute switch.” She manages to lie, perhaps she should’ve prepared herself a bit more. The last time she went in an event like this to hunt, none of them even bothered to talk to her.
“Oh?” Childe muses, tilting his head as his eyes stare curiously at her.
She takes a deep breath, “It would’ve done him good to let it be yet, he insisted someone to go as it’s offensive to appear unattended despite his perfect reason for missing the event.” She sulks, furrowing her eyebrows for effect.
The gentleman laughs, “It certainly is- well, for some at least.” He says, eyes lingering from her eyes to her gloved hand. “But I wouldn’t call it “unfortunate” for the most part, I say it must be pretty lucky that fate allowed us to be here together?” Childe adds, his voice going an octave lower.
[Name] catches where his gaze lingers, and a ghost of a smirk creeps up her face. “I dare say it must be, Sir Childe, I couldn’t think I could be any less lucky of having met you.” She says, biting back the tone of sarcasm she wishes to add.
Alright, so he is one of those vampires. Should she go to the bathroom to apply the drug now or later? He looks like someone impatient.
His eyes light up at that, “I am delighted to hear you agree, Lady [Name]!” Childe exclaims with a grin, and as he was about to add to the conversation, the lights in the room suddenly go dark, all except for a spot in the middle. The musicians playing the terrible music from before paused their playing, taking the noise from the other guests with them, making the entire room ghost quiet.
[Name] squints her eyes at the obvious trap, if they wanted people to engage in a ballroom dance, they should’ve just switched the tune of to something more mellow. She could see some people already nudging their partner for a dance, some formed a circle outside the light, anxiously looking at one another, waiting for a brave couple to steal the show. She sighs, now all that’s missing are some people who are willing enough to have everyone’s eyes on them-
“Well, seeing as they’re all basically staring at us,” Childe turns his attention back to [Name], reaching a hand out. “Lady [Name], would you like a dance?”
[Name] felt her world turn cold at his invitation, she hasn’t dance in almost a year, but she couldn’t just refuse him for the sake of her dignity. Her mission is on the line! “With pleasure,” she says through a forced smile. Ignoring the amount of eyes boring into her head as she takes his hand, cold sweat dripping down her back.
Quiet whispers and murmurs follow their every step, with Childe still wearing his signature smile, her hand in his, he couldn’t be more pleased.
They both reach the main spotlight in the room, placing themselves in front of the other. Once again, they did their own respective curtsies to one another, and soon after, the music starts.
Childe took a step forward, gaze never leaving hers as he places a hand to her waist, and [Name] had to resist the urge to move away. Placing a hand to his shoulder, maintaining her small smile to avoid accidentally offending him. Any moment he might rip her head off… probably.
Their bodies sway to the music, Childe looking as carefree as always, not minding the stares of multiple people right at him. Looking almost happy to be in the situation, a total contrast to [Name].
Step to the right, a step to the left.
Feet in their proper position.
Shifting weight equally to avoid slipping.
..ok, she’s got this.
Her dress follows her every movement perfectly, enhancing her enchanting looks even further he takes a step back and spun herself around, earning some amazed gasps from people around, including her dance partner. He looks almost pleased at seeing her move so gracefully. She only shyly smiles back as she held his hands once more.
Taking a step back once again, [Name] only manages to complete half of her spin when she almost collides with Childe, much to his fault for not letting go of her hands when she clearly gave him the cue to. Their faces mere inches away from each other, she could feel his breath tickle her cheek, and from this distance she could clearly see the missing shine in his eye. Her own breath got caught in her throat, but before she could ponder over it, he swiftly spins her back around to her original position from before, lifting his hand above her to let her move freely.
[Name] manages to maintain her poker face as she’s spun back around, but couldn’t shake the odd feeling in her chest. Almost as if something is about to go wrong.
Her gaze nervously alternates between his eyes and his face, Childe stays silent, “Your eyes..” She starts, her voice barely above a whisper.
He hums, both of them stepping forward before spinning around to switch their positions, “They’re.. unlike anything I’ve ever seen.” She continues, still entirely unsure whether to continue asking or not. Would she be suspicious if she did? Or would she be even more suspicious if she didn’t?
“Oh, that,” Childe chuckles, not letting his gaze on her ethereal face falter. “I’ve had it ever since I can remember.” She nods and spins around again, expecting him to do the same as before and so he did. Maneuvering her close to him with their hands still intertwined before letting go of the one held behind her waist to let her continue spinning to end up to his other side.
“I have a question,” Childe spoke up once they started to walk in a circle with their hands on each other’s waists, [Name] couldn’t see his face from this angle, so she had to stare at the people looking at them. Finding them dancing along, but farther away, as if afraid to even be near their presence.
She raises a brow at that, “What do you wish to know?” [Name] replies to him.
Childe asks, “When was the last time you danced in public like this?”
[Name] felt her blood run cold at the out-of-the-blue question, should she be honest? No, if she raised even more suspicion later on, he’d be able to connect the dots. “A while ago, why do you ask?” She answers, ending up with a plausible half-truth.
They stopped walking and each took a step outside of their makeshift circle with their hands out, [Name] spun herself around to land herself back to his arms, her back to his chest, “I just couldn’t help but notice how you were pretty nervous when we started.” He says, tone friendly as it had been in the first time, but she couldn’t help but feel offended. Was it necessary to point it out?
She smiles through her mild annoyance as she lands back to his chest after repeating the step, “Ah, please excuse my disgraceful dancing, I don’t usually go out as much as other women do.” She rolls her eyes, thankful for the veil covering half of her face.
Looking down, [Name] sees Childe’s shadow shake it’s head, “No, no, I didn’t mean it like that at all. In truth, I find it impressive to know you’re quick to recall the dance.”
She forces out a chuckle and steps back to repeat the step from before, placing her hands out for him to hold as she lightly spun herself around.
To be honest, she’s a little surprised herself too. The last ballroom dance she actually danced in was almost a year ago, she had to stop attending since they were getting too suspicious with the missing vampires every event held in this manor. It would be very bad if they found out about her.
Still, the place didn’t really change much since her last visit, it was still irritatingly bright and the food was still too stale for her. Did they only consider vampire and dead humans in their guest list?
And speaking of vampires, he… wait- why am I falling?
Her heart stopped beating as she looses her footing from the loss of support, it felt as if time had stopped as she felt herself descend ever so slowly onto the ground. Her hands continue to try and search for his hands, but she only grasped at air.
That was, until hands swiftly intertwined with hers again. Their bodies collide softly against each other, her heart threatening to burst out her chest at the split second fall.
Had this egotistic of a man forgotten to catch her all of a sudden? What if she actually fell!
She clasps their hands together (wishing she could break it there and then) and glares at the ground, pretending it was him, “Well, I certainly know a certain someone who forgot a portion of the dance.” [Name] swallows the tone of grumbling in her voice as much as she can, preparing to show him a frown as he spins her around once more, like a ballerina in a music box.
Except this time, instead of catching a glimpse of the ginger-hair she knows of, what she saw was unfamiliar indigo-colored hair.
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This is probably gonna take 2 more parts, since I plan to... never mind. Hope you enjoyed reading though!
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I've been lurking on writing subreddits for a while and at some point I looked up how to write arrogant/overly confident characters. And, of course, the question most people ask is how to write likeable arrogant characters.
And advice looks a bit too much like a certain someone.
Make their arrogance earned. They should be good at what they do.
Make them funny or at least silly. Make them the butt of the joke.
Make them good with kids.
Make them quixotic or at least theatrical.
Make them lose often enough. Best if they lose because of underestimating others.
Make them kind or at least not mean.
Make them follow their own set of rules.
Make them acknowledge achievements of others. Yeah, they are full of themselves but can recognize anoher's greatness.
Make them generous.
Make them devoted to a cause or a person.
Make them shockingly vulnerable sometimes.
Throw love for their family into the mix.
I think I know how this guy was written.
Same for the Uther Doul reference. I doubt he was the main inspiration but I'm now almost sure Hoyo authors went through a list of all Moby Dick homages or all stories about hunting sea creatures in general (more likely) and there he was.
A warrior-poet with personality traits that shouldn't coexist in one person, in service of a ruler representing some twisted ideal of love. Proficient in all kinds of weapons, deeply involved with the lore that moves the story but not the one who started the story. Participating in some kind of parallel universe fuckery. Mostly there to chill.
(the one who was supposed to see the grand plan through and the one who eventually made sure it failed, if my memory serves me right)
I can see a person reading that and thinking "yeah, that fits our story".
(I bet that's also how Childe became a dude. almost convinced he was a gal in early stages of development. my headcanons are intricate and baroque)
Or maybe there's just a Mieville fan in the writing team.
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astrobreaks · 3 days
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something that was meant to be a birthday gift for my girlfriend, but instead took me months to finally finish. oops.
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Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh concept :000
Harbinger!Reader
That's it that's the ask ajsdfklakjdwobdisdhosdbs
OOOOOOHHHH OH THAT'S A GOOD ONE OMNOMNOMNONM
you're the Fair Lady's replacement, a good fit too, with your calm and reasonable demeanor- perfect for diplomacy, perhaps even better than the late La Signora herself in that category. while you can't say that you're rivals or at odds with any of your coworkers, you certainly aren't close to them either; you're all very private people, preferring to work alone, which is fitting since you all have different duties corresponding to your rank. so no, you can't say that any of the other Harbingers are your friends
well. except, maybe, for Tartaglia
the Eleventh began pestering you the moment you joined the ranks, asking you to spar or train or help him with weaponry. why? who knows. your expertise lies in negotiating and forging connections with other nations, mostly for Snezhnaya's benefit of course, not battles or sparring, and you tell him as such. eventually he does settle down but still sticks to you like glue when both of you are at Headquarters, talking your ear off as you listen and in return allowing you to speak the few words that you have to say- to be frank, you find his stories much more interesting than your relatively routine Harbinger duties, yet whenever you do speak up Tartaglia hangs onto your every word, deep azure eyes wide and earnest
he even trusts you enough to show you Foul Legacy, the monstrous Abyssal creature ironically sweeter and gentler than his human counterpart, delicately sniffing you and nuzzling his face against your hair with a soft purr when you first meet. he's vaguely aware of how dangerous Tartaglia's work is so Legacy ALWAYS frets over you when you're gone, even if Tartaglia repeatedly tells him that your job is not the same as his, and immediately when you return to Snezhnaya you're pulled aside by a certain ginger-haired Harbinger, a goofy smile on his face as he squeezes you tight before willingly relinquishing his body to Foul Legacy, who immediately bumps his forehead against yours and rumbles in delight. he loves listening to you speak, so he tugs you onto his lap and nudges your hand until you tell him about your travels, voice calm and steady as he absorbs every word you say, somewhere deep in Zapolyarny Palace <3
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IT IS TIME ... commission for @abyssmalice cause it only took forever and a day for vgen to let me escape paypal confinement but here it. is!!!
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀this sweetness, is just made for you⠀⠀⠀!
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⠀⠀⠀SUMMARY :⠀⠀⠀it's white day, and you decide to give gifts to those who are friends to you, not knowing at all they had fallen in love with you.
⠀⠀⠀CHARACTERS :⠀⠀⠀wanderer, childe, tighnari, gorou.
⠀⠀⠀NOTE : first time writing ! honestly, i'm kinda nervous. probably ooc, but i did my best !
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⠀⠀⠀HE WAS SURPRISED.
But he didn't show that, of course. He was the "tough" guy, after all. He had spent time with you on his first Valentine's Day. Let's say that Wanderer didn't have much to do either, and he had seen you alone.
But definitely, he was genuinely surprised to see you there, in front of him, with some flowers that you had collected in the lands of Sumeru, the nation of wisdom.
Nahida had previously explained to him about White Day, and at first, he thought both White Day and Valentine's Day were nonsense. But seeing you there, in front of him, offering him a gift, it seemed like his opinion was beginning to change.
This time, on the inside, he was truly speechless.
A puppet like him couldn't be able to experience feelings, right?
Well, he was definitely wrong. Wanderer was a puppet, but a puppet with a heart.
A heart that had fallen deeply for you.
His reaction was quite simple, actually. Wanderer was grateful that you had thought of him and he seemed to accept it this time. You also gave him some small boxes of his favorite tea, which he really liked.
Wanderer couldn't help but feel special, and as the seconds passed, his feelings for you only grew more and more.
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⠀⠀⠀THE FATUI HARBINGER was remarkably happy, a shine that had never been noticed before appearing in his oceanic eyes.
This was definitely like a dream come true.
Childe never expected that you, the love of his life, would pay attention to him and give him something for White Day. But there you were, with a cute box of dark chocolates, extending it towards him with a smile.
On the outside, he had a big smile on his handsome face, and on the inside, he was squirming like a worm with happiness and nerves.
It was the first time this had happened to Childe. You had truly captured the Fatui Harbinger heart.
Childe did not hesitate to accept your gift, offering you one of his typical smiles along with "This has really made my day" as a word.
What should he do now?
Guess what? In the end, he, unexpectedly for you, ends up kissing you passionately and affectionately, showing all the love and affection he feels towards you.
Guess this ends with a happy ending.
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⠀⠀⠀PROCESSING THE SITUATION, after a few seconds, you can notice how his fluffy tail begins to move happily. He blushes, and really, he doesn't know what to say.
You had researched Tighnari's favorite flowers, traveling all over Sumeru until you finally found them, although really, it didn't cost as much as you thought.
Actually, you only bought them from a flower shop.
But in the end, seeing his beautiful reaction was worth it.
Definitely worth it.
Tighnari's tail continues to move happily, and although he tries to stop its movements, he really can't hide the immense happiness he feels at that precise moment.
"Thank you..." *He murmurs softly, feeling how his face begin to get much hotter, indicating that his entire face was definitely blushing.
So blushing he looked like a tomato.
"I really appreciate this."
Maybe you too will have a beautiful and sweet relationship someday.
And that is what he hopes.
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⠀⠀⠀THE SAME AS TIGHNARI.
The first thing Gorou did was lower his fluffy ears shyly, swallowing some saliva at the sight of you with his favorite dish in hand, along with a book of his favorites.
Your gift was so simple, but at the same time, so sweet and sincere that it only made Gorou's heart beat deeply for you.
At first, he doesn't really know what to say, but don't worry. After a few seconds pass, a big, bright smile spread across Gorou's face, his fangs showing.
He was really cute, so cute that it made you want to go up to him and start playing with his blushing cheeks.
"Thank you!" Said the fluffy-eared one, his tail wagging furiously with such happiness that his movement was hypnotizing. Quickly, without even hesitation for a second, he delicately grabbed those gifts that you had prepared for him with his hands, these brushing against yours.
It was the most beautiful moment of both of their lives.
Adding that Inazuma was now peaceful, it was the perfect opportunity to spend time together and enjoy the day.
Maybe at some point, if he works up the courage, he can confess his sweet feelings to you.
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Genshin Impact | Some Funny moments in Furina's Demo
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