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angelprinz · 7 months
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boyfriends who are enamoured by you.
can’t disobey a thing you say, just in case you pout and whine (they love it when you do but they can’t let others see, can they? what if someone wants to whisk you away? no, that sight is for them only when they’re fucking you stupid.)
boyfriends who drop everything to do as you ask, “can you hold my bag? can you leave your friends n come give me a ride? can you lemme sit in ur lap all day??? can you come over and eat me out? can you give me a head pat? can you buy this game for me?” before you even finish your sentence it’s done <333
my favourite type of bf!!! they listen so well and are so obsessed with you!!! grabs their phone the moment it buzzes just in case it’s a text from you!!
“this lecture is so boring… do you wanna make out in the bathroom? it’s room30A.”
doesn’t matter if he’s studying for exams or with his classmates for a groups assignment, he’s packing up with an excuse and rushing over with a boner just for you <3
‘m thinking albedo, childe, xiao, kazuha, scaramouche, thoma, itto, lyney !!! which other genshin boy is like this? let me know.
dark content blog warning!!! 18+ only, minors don’t interact.
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zorosdimples · 21 days
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men who want you to be bitchy—who poke and prod until you snap because they love it when you’re nasty and reckless and mean. they smile sharply while you snarl and hurl insults at them until you’re tired, huffing fire that fizzles out all too soon once you realize that you played right into his desires.
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ajaxswife · 2 years
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"Dancing in the rain"
[Childe/Tartaglia/Ajax x gn!reader]
Genre: fluff, romantic, comfort<3
Recommended song: Until I Found You
Warnings: using childe's real name, sweetheart and princess
Note from the writer: hi! This is the first story i write, I apologize for any grammatical errors and for my bad english.. i take the ib by a fic but idr it.. sorry. anyway i hope you can enjoy it! <3
Ps. I love this man.
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After a tiring day at work you just wanted to go home and throw yourself on the bed, but what was waiting for you outside was just the rain. and guess? you didn't have an umbrella. funny right? so you decided to wait for the rain to calm down.
A few minutes later you heard a familiar voice scream your name, it seems to have a happy tone. little by little this tall figure with orange hair approached... there was no doubt. it was Childe.
"Childe what are you doing in the rain come here!" so as not to make you angry, he immediately ran to you with a laugh and took cover next to you.
"Y/N!! You just got out of work right? Are you tired?" He asked with a soft smile
"a little. but let's not talk about me. why are you here?"
"I was around here taking a walk, but it started raining so I was about to go home, when I saw you I thought I'd come and say hello"
he was soaking wet, he looked like a wet little dog. but why did he want to greet you? was it really a coincidence that he was nearby?
"Have you ever danced in the rain?"
"What- why should I do this? I don't want to get a fever"
"then let's do it! I promise you it will be fun. Just a few minutes, I assure you that you won't get a fever. there's only one life... so why not?"
"Yeah but-"
Without warning he took your wrist and brought you into the rain, but with a scream of surprise you let carry away.
"I thought worse," you said with a laugh
"Well then let's dance!" he took your hand and brought it a little higher than his shoulder, another leaned on your back, while you put the other hand on his shoulder. Your fingers had crossed, it seemed as if no one could untie you and without even knowing how to dance your steps synchronized, you could feel the purity of that moment, and his laugh; but not that laugh that he usually makes in front of others... the real one.
You couldn't take eye contact away from each other, he had such a calm and sweet look but at the same time fiery and clearly in love. On the other hand he had such blue and beautiful eyes... it seemed as if the light in his eyes had finally returned, how could you not look at him? you wanted this moment to never end, yes it was cold, but it didn't matter to you.
After a while, he brought you closer to him, you felt so safe when he was there, so much so that even if the world collapsed, you would be standing next to him and you wouldn't be afraid. At that moment you felt as if everything and everyone had disappeared and that in the world there were only you and him.
But all of a sudden he made you turn around and taking you by the back he pretended to make you fall bringing you back to the real world.
"I'm a very good dancer, am I not?" at that moment you wanted to punch him at how proud his smirk could be, but you loved him anyway.
"Instead of being an idiot, it would be better to go home, if you want we can do something hot to warm up" you said blushing
"Then let's hurry up sweetheart 'cause I think a storm is coming"
He made you stand up and with a laugh he took you by the wrist again running towards your house.
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When you finally got home, you and Childe changed, you don't remember how his pants and some shirts got in your closet, but it's better this way.
"anyway, I'd be happy if you call me by my real name, Ajax" he said with a calm and soft look
and with a simple smile, you nodded.
After watching a movie and drinking hot chocolate, it got late and you suggested to Chil- Ajax stay and sleep. Of course he agreed... but there was only a double bed. and so you slept together.
"It's a bit cold... c-can I hug you while we sleep?" Was that an excuse to keep him close to you? likely. but still it was really cold so... why not?
"Aw the princess feels cold how cute... come here come on" and making the big spoon, he took your head to bring it to his chest, you could hear his heart beating faster than expected... and your heart did the same
His arms held you tight, his warmth was the only thing you wanted to feel. The love you feel for this man is truly incomprehensible... and the same was for him.
Just before you fell asleep, you heard his calm, low-pitched voice
"I know you probably won't hear me but... goodnight y/n... I love you" kissing you on the head.
"I love you too Ajax, goodnight~" leaving the ginger shocked with a red face, he gave a small smile and pulled you closer.
~°.•End <3
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In response to your post about Childe requests! Fluff? Maybe nightmare comfort? Thanks!
Awake from the nightmare
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Summary: Childe wakes up from a nightmare confused.
Pairing: Childe/Tartaglia x reader
Genre: Hurt/comfort, fluff.
A/n: Sorry this took so long dear anon! I was struggling to figure out how exactly I wanted to write this haha! I had quite a bit of fun with it however, and despite my (maybe) lackluster characterisation of Childe I do very enjoy writing for him. Thank you for being so patient and enjoy! Ao3
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The sudden feeling of someone sitting up disturbs your slumber, though only enough to momentarily rouse you to consciousness. It brings you no worry, for you know Ajax has never been particularly subtle when getting up in the night and so you cuddle back up under the covers, hoping for a few more hours of rest. It only takes a moment however, before you realise just how heavily he’s breathing and concerned you crack an eye open, worry seeping into your heart. You can make him out faintly in the dim light of the room, hunched over with his hands gripping the sheets. You could swear that he’s shaking and even in your half conscious state you’re certain the cold is not the why of it. 
It’s almost unnerving, seeing Ajax like this, and so tentatively you reach a hand out and place it on his trembling one in an attempt to provide some form of comfort. He recoils at the feeling, obviously startled and looks at you now wide eyed. Several beats of silence pass and you can see the gears turning in his head. You watch as his gaze turns into something more peculiar. 
“You’re okay.” He sounds small, and you wonder if he was merely thinking aloud.
You nod, unsure of what exactly to say. You opt to remain quiet, taking it upon yourself to sit up. After a moment of hesitance you reach out once more, placing your hand on his arm. His skin is warm to the touch though in no way unpleasant, and you can practically feel the tension seep out of him. You lean forward, placing a soft kiss to his shoulder and he lets out a shaky sigh, running a hand through his hair before leaning against you.
“Are you okay?”
“Yeah,” the smile he gives you is tired, “don’t worry, I’m alright.”
He leans forward, pressing his lips against your softly. He’s still shaking, you notice, and when he pulls away you make a comment about it, teasing that it must really be due to the cold after all. Your attempt of lightening the mood works, for he laughs in response. A soft kiss is placed on your forehead before he tells you to lay back down, reaching over to grab the blanket before following you. He’s quick to wrap his arms and the covers around you, softly but urgently pulling you into his chest.
Silence fills the space once more, save for the breathing of the man before you, and it grows increasingly hard to stay awake. You think to yourself that you should try, that you should only sleep when you can ensure that Ajax is resting peacefully. But between the warmth and comfort you can barely will yourself to keep your eyes open, so with some fading reluctance you allow yourself to drift back to sleep. 
The last thing you hear is a faint “thank you solnyshko.”
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chuzu-archive · 2 years
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childe the kind of guy2 slurp slurp a lollipop as like a half joke like its. very much hahah sex joke but its also like kind of hot and he like knows .like half hahhaaa look at me deep throat this popsicle, thats sooo funny. but also he tears up a little from it. gets a little red from it. &smiles at u . kind of getting bothered by thinking ab doing it to u. so it’s only half a joke.
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aqricus · 1 year
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Wait so for the predator/prey thing a really easy one is Childe or Tignari
i think about the predator/prey concept with childe too much to be classified as healthy. i KNOW for a FACT he’d enjoy it, the spike in adrenaline and the rush of tracking and chasing someone/being tracked and then chased through a forest or just a secluded environment with hiding places. it brings a smile to his face, however wolfish it may be, feeling his heart pound as he closes in on you and watches you try to slip away.
part of the time, it’s nothing more than an innocent hide-and-seek game with predetermined boundaries and chaste rewards, something neither of you end up taking seriously by the end but is supposed to be meant to help hone your stealth skills. but the other half of the time? there’s an electric heat in the air, a tingle in both of your stomachs, bated breaths held captive out of fear even the slightest change in the atmosphere would be detected. there’s a different kind of desire pulsing through his veins. a different kind of hunger burning in his eyes and roughening his touch as his hands clamp around you. a different tone to his smile as sneaks up on you from behind and whistles at you, grinning as you jolt with shock and whirl around. a different kind of game.
tighnari simply isn’t fair ALDMFKS his hearing is impeccable, his nose trained to identify the slightest changes in air quality and scents among seemingly identical flowers, his eyes acute and trained to spot even the smallest outliers in the scenery. if someone like cyno is unable to move unnoticed by him, then you should’ve known you wouldn’t stand a chance. but, he finds pleasure in watching you, taking note of your methods and jotting down all the poor decisions you made while never letting you stray too far from his gaze. he watches you from perched among the trees, crouched among the bushes, aligned perfectly with tree trunks. his ears twitch keenly, listening to every little rustle of leaves and snapping of twigs, smiling fondly to himself at the light in your eyes as you press onward, so certain you’d thrown him off your trail.
he could shut the game down at any time, close the distance and seize you in a matter of seconds. but, he doesn’t. not only is it intriguing to watch your thoughts and ideas play out as you pull from your own imagination and what you learned from tighnari to try to avoid him, but it can also be used as a learning opportunity—a chance to observe and scribble down corrective notes for you in hopes of improving your stealth in the future.
but, after a while, it becomes difficult to contain himself, to temper the excitement and intrigue prickling over his skin. you’re so vulnerable and you don’t even know it, so nervous. he can faintly smell the sweat dappling your brow and hear the shallow breaths that you fight to keep in check, growing more nervous as time passes. but, eventually, enough is enough. he can only observe for so long when you’re so close, so close it would be child’s play to sweep you off your feet and take you. so, he does. depending on how much control his dick has over his thought process, he could be gentle, hovering behind you for a few moments before placing his hand on your shoulder with a smile and a “found you.” or, he could be rougher, bundling you to the ground faster than you can blink after engaging you in a short-lived chase that’s futile from the moment his feet hit the ground. he prides himself on the yelp of surprise that’s pulled from you when his hand closes around the back of your neck, fingertips pressing into your pulse point as he draws you back against his chest and wraps his free arm around your waist, pointedly marking the end of your little game.
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covenantofthedeep · 2 years
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i want childe KILL YOURSELFFFFF
#barone.
oh my god girl same….. me toooooo
god bless pencil sai and his crop tops and may he bring u good gâcha luck LMAO
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lazylittledragon · 4 months
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you know what fuck it we’re doing dadstarion
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The Afton family gatherings are always wild in FNAF,,
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beybuniki · 25 days
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i need dabi to experience the trials of being a stay-at-home adult son
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florenceisstrange · 2 months
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Percy: why can’t we steal from the rich? We stole Jason from his camp?
Annabeth: we didn’t steal Jason, he’s free to do whatever he wants
Nico: we literally dragged him here?????
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angelprinz · 8 months
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childe who fucks you like he hates you <3 hits your tummy & slaps ur face while calling u worthless yet treats you as his precious darling!!! cuddles you & holds you delicately after bruising your body and brutalising ur insides >_<
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zorosdimples · 3 months
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mdni. nonconsenual groping and ajax tartaglia childe’s foul legacy form (a dash of monsterfucking)
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perhaps it’s cruel of him to tease you so—donning his foul legacy form and cornering you, a little human who naively wandered too close to a fatui camp in these remote woods. chasing you under dappled moonlight is exhilarating, but the harbinger wants to play a more intimate game.
fear is one of tartaglia’s favorite emotions; it’s telling, it’s universal, it’s honest. and your gaze—brave yet shimmering with unshed tears—tells him all he needs to know: you’re scared. and he has you right where he wants you, up against gnarled tree.
the beast curls a single steel claw beneath the neckline of your shirt and rips the garment clean off your body. a panicked whimper leaves your lips—bitten and bruised from anxiety—and your hands fly to your chest, your instinct to hide from the monster’s prying stare (though you can see no eyes on his masked face).
tartaglia kneels to get closer to you, though he still fully eclipses you on his knees. sweat gathers at your temples and your legs quiver as he grasps your wrists. but he’s surprisingly gentle when he guides your hands away from your breasts and down to your sides.
a rich purr rumbles his chest as he views your bare torso, skin slashed by a glowing moonbeam. hot tears drip from your lashes and carve burning tracks down your cheeks; you tremble in horror when a tongue prods out from underneath his mask. it’s long and pointed and utterly inhuman as it laps up the sweet salt on your skin.
the harbinger’s claws skate up your sides firmly, the gleaming tips embossing puffy lines onto your flesh. his tongue continues to lave at you, snaking down the arch of your neck and the slant of your sternum to wrap around a pebbled nipple and tug.
the sound that bubbles past your lips is half-gasp half-moan. it’s mortifying—your stomach churns in disgust—and you bite your tongue until you taste copper. but the damage is done.
tartaglia won’t stop until he hears all the lovely music your body can make.
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hateliers · 7 months
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everyone on this site loves talking abt divorce so i wanna see something
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dapper-lil-arts · 2 months
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Obssesed with the idea of mom-like Celestia
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sentientsky · 2 months
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crowley and aziraphale negotiating child support payments in s3
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