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astorkes · 7 months
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hope he's okay
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artistotel · 8 months
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i did not have childe depression on my 2023 fontaine bingo
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tartagliasbbyy · 6 months
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i am looking (disrespectfully)
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leeflms · 4 months
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𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐃𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒
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minors DNI.
warnings: NSFW, FEM reader, Unprotected sex, Creampie, Praise kink
NSFW UNDER THE CUT
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Childe who loves to spoil you to death with gifts. Because of his status as a Harbinger, he's often gone for quite a long time, probably off to another nation. That's why he sends you gifts and letters.
Childe who loves teasing you in public. And by teasing, that means hand grazing over your thigh and whispering naughty things to your ear. He just can't help it, not when you look so cute with a flustered expression as he tells you how he plans on fucking you later.
Childe who's extremely possessive of you and gets easily jealous. One time he saw you talking to one of his subordinates, laughing and getting touchy with them. The Harbinger approached the two of you, sneaking a hand around your waist and pulling you close to him. He gives his subordinates a small smile, probably a sign for them to kindly fuck off and go away.
Childe who loves it whenever you say his name. Whether it be 'Ajax', 'Childe', or 'Tartaglia', as long as it's you calling his name, he'll start smiling widely.
He loves it even more when you're whimpering and moaning out his name while he fucks you senseless. Oh, he's so mean for pounding into your tight cunt, hips moving at a fast pace as he tries to chase his climax, turning you into a sobbing mess, all the while he whispers sweet nothings to you.
"Yeah.. That's it.. F-Fuckk, my pretty girl is taking me so well.."
Childe who promised he'd be gentle but ends up putting you in a mating press, your legs pressed to your chest, his cock was repeatedly hitting your sweet spot and you could feel you were about to cum.
Childe who gets so needy and whiny when he's about to cum. He starts fucking you hard, leaning to you and nuzzling his face into your neck. "Holy shit— Fuck— Please," He breathed out. Childe doesn't even have any idea what he's saying anymore, he's too fucked out to think properly.
"Please, baby— Please.. let me cum inside you…" He begged.
Childe who has so much stamina, he doesn't just stop at 1 round. You don't know how many times you've come, you're all messed up, there's cum seeping out of your wet pussy. Before you even know it, Childe pushes back in his already hard cock, earning a loud moan from you.
"Just one more, yeah? You're doing so good for me.." Childe cooed, planting a kiss on your forehead as he started to thrust into you slowly. He's said that ten times now. 'One more round' would always end up with him cumming inside you for the 9th time now.
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softnangstt · 2 months
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casual by chappell roan
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ariscaraa · 6 months
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Genshin men..
you couldn’t say anything as you were fucked out on his dick to answer, a cruel grin spreads across his face as he sees you in this state as he continues to fuck you mercily "to fucked out slut?"
SCARAMOUCHE, CHILDE, dottore, ayato, kaeya, cyno, itto, thoma, zhongli, albedo, kazuha, xioa + your fave <3
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juniemunie · 4 months
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If you cant tell from my reblogs, i installed undertale on my other laptop, reread a few sans x readers i found again (after 5000 years...) on ao3 and whoopsie, guess who tumbled back into my sans phase all over again....
Of course when i end up here i wont forget my roots, have some errorink yall. have a Merry christmas/Happy holidays
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tartaeya · 7 months
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"you know that scene in the lion king where can you feel the love tonight is playing and simba and nala are chasing each other all playfully"
"stop. stop i didn't want to know that was a formative memory for you"
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I just think Childe and Wriothesley should make out violently and passionately in Wriothesley's office chair once in a while. It would be good enrichment for them.
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astorkes · 8 months
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an unspoken promise...
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artistotel · 7 months
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i saw griffin burns being silly on twitter lol
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bedoballoons · 9 months
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Hello! Could I request Childe with a mute/shy reader? Can be sfw or nsfw (if you write nsfw) it’s up to you :)
Hiya!! You absolutely can! This is my first time writing a mute reader so I hope you enjoy and it's okay!! Thank you so much for your request!! <3
───⊰⁠⊹ฺ✿Childe X Reader⊰⁠⊹ฺ✿───
{༻~Mute/Shy Reader~༺}
CW: NSFW! Smut!! DNI Minors! Includes: Fingering, sex, cumming inside and GN! reader!
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Childes breath was warm against your neck, his ginger hair messy from your fingers and his shirt undone, showing his bare chest. Your heart was racing, your face blushed a bright red as he leaned in and gave you another deep kiss, just like the one that originally started this, except this time he was far more eager.
You gasped as he bit down on your bottom lip gently, his hands trailing down your body, exploring it hungrily as if this would be the last time he ever could. His fingers pausing at the band of your underwear as he looked up at you, a glint in his eyes as he pulled them down so agonizingly slow, watching your every reaction with a smirk on his face.
You wiggled beneath him impatiently, feeling flustered as he leaned in close to your ear, his fingers dangerously close to your opening...yet not close enough to give you what you wanted, what you craved. His voice was abnormally deep with lust as he whispered into your soft skin, "You're so beautiful...I can't wait to do every. Single. Thing. I've been thinking...." He emphasized his words clearly for you, taking pride in the shiver that ran through you.
Without warning he slipped one of his digits inside of you, your whole body tightening around it and sparking with heat in your lower regions. You gasped breathlessly as he added a second digit, pumping them in and out of you slowly at first, spreading you for him...adjusting you so you'd comfortably fit his large size. "So tight...just for me~" He said, his lips planting kisses on your collarbone as you grinded yourself onto his fingers, it felt so good...but it still wasn't enough...you needed him.
You tugged on his hair and with that his smirk grew, "So impatient..." He whispered, pulling out his fingers and licking them clean, before removing his undergarments to reveal his hard erection, the top of it white with precum and the size of it making you quiver nervously. He placed a reassuring hand on your thigh as he used his other to guide himself to your entrance, his eyes flicked to yours watching for any sign of pain as he sunk his member deep inside of you, your back arching as you took his whole length.
Tears welled in your eyes from the slight pain of it, but the pleasure was there too, your mind clouded with dirty thoughts as you squirmed, trying to get friction. He took that as a invitation, pulling himself out till just the tip was in you and then harshly pushing himself back in, groaning at the feeling of your tight walls around his dick. You mouth hung open as he started to pound into you at a fast pace, his hands now on your waist holding your body against his.
The sound of skin slapping against skin filling the room along with his load groans and moans, your nails digging into the clothing on his back as he fucked you senselessly, your mind turning to mush in his hands. "Fuck mmmm so good~" He moaned as he dipped his head down starting to suck on your neck, leaving marks for everyone to see and to show off when the two of you were in public.
You felt your climax sneaking up on you, your body in pure bliss as he recognised your insides, but you wanted him to cum with you, to fill you up in that wonderful way only he could do. His thrusts became uneven, sloppy as you placed a shaking hand on his chest. Suddenly he gave one harsh push into you, his dick hitting the most perfect spot and making you finish instantly, your eyes rolling back, your mouth hanging open.
"Oh FucK" He said as he watched you, his hot white cum filling you up, spilling slightly out onto the sheets as he rode out his high. His breathing was uneven and as he stared down at you, your clothes crumpled and your entrance stretched to fit him, dripping with his love...,"I hope...you're ready for round two..."
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ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭* ੈ♡‧₊˚ Have a nice day!!*⁠.⁠✧
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thekaiqueen · 10 months
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Childe: I'm asking for your permission to date your brother.
Diluc: What is this? The dark ages? You know what, since you asked, no, you can't. Beat me in a duel.
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softnangstt · 8 months
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turned 20 three days ago so i drew childe in my birthday fit
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matotomato · 7 months
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just a little mess
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caramelrxses · 8 months
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Earrings – One-shot
Pairing — Childe x gn!reader
Summary — Could you return the piece of his soul please?
Warnings/tags — gender neutral reader, pronouns aren't used; SFW; Angsty thoughts; hurt to comfort; angst with happy ending
Author's Note — melancholic, poetical thoughts from 3AM. I hope it's understandable! Love my boy Childe <3
Word count — 0.8k
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"Why are you leaving?" Childe whispered as the early dawn's cold wind cut into his core. He hugged himself, it wasn't a good idea to step outside into the Snezhnayan cold dawn with only his pants on. 
 
"I have to." You answered, not even looking back. Your eyes were fixated on the red and orange horizon, and your back faced him. You snuffled, the weather sent shivers down your spine, even if you were fully clothed. 
 
"Will I ever see you again?" Childe asked, his voice trembling. You couldn't decide whether it was because of the chilly weather or because of you. 
 
"I hope so." You nodded.
 
Childe knew the day would come sooner or later. He knew you'd leave, you were like a bird who always flew away then came back. You were his bird, his little, precious bird, but he knew he couldn't keep you in a cage. Your soul was free, and you always took a piece from his whenever you left. He could only pray and hope you'd give him back that part of his soul in one piece. 
 
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He could only pray and hope. But was it worth it? Until next summer, he would count the days until he saw you again. He would watch the street every day, hoping he would spot you. He would light a candle in his window, hoping you would see it and find a way back to him. He would cling onto the last strings of hope, maybe you just had to stay longer. Maybe you'll still come back, even if the summer slowly slips out of his hands. Maybe you didn't forget him, and maybe you returned half of his soul on the last day of summer – when you usually leave him.
 
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Childe sometimes forgets about you. He slowly changed his habits. He would not watch the street, hoping his little bird would come back to him. He would not light a candle. He sometimes found himself forgetting you. He found himself wondering what would happen if he finally let go of false hope. 
 
He loved you, he surely did. He loved you with all his heart, but sometimes he forgot about it. He forgot that you spent nights with him on Snezhnayan summer nights, he forgot your kisses on his neck, he forgot that you existed.
 
He grew up. And in his memories, you were a faint fairytale. Like a long-heard fairytale, a faint memory of a bedtime story. A bittersweet story to wonder about on his sleepless nights. 
 
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He wandered around Liyue Harbor. He kept watching people, it was his favorite thing to do when he was bored. He kept watching what they did and how they acted. Sometimes his heart ached when he saw a lovely couple. Whether they had dinner together or held hands while watching the sunset above the endless sea, he was jealous. He was jealous because whenever he imagined himself in the picture, you were with him. This time, he remembered everything. Your beautiful features, your sweet laugh, your care for him, you.
 
You sat on a bench, alone. You watched the red and orange colors have fun above the blue sea. They reminded you of him. His fluffy orange locks form a crown on his head, above the deep blue, shining eyes. Oh, those eyes. They always watched you, and they always noticed if your attitude changed. They watched over you, they admired you in every way possible. 
 
"You didn't return." You heard a melancholic voice behind you. You could recognize this voice for a lifetime. You could recognize this voice in every life of yours if there were others like it.
 
"I couldn't." You answered, keeping your eyes on the sunset. You wished you could give a good reason, but you couldn't form words, let alone think. 
 
"You left me." Childe sounded disappointed. He had every right to be disappointed in you. You didn't blame him, he was right. You left him and didn't return to him. You didn't appear on the street he always watched, and you didn't follow the candle's light he had in his window. 
 
"I'm sorry." You muttered. It felt like a dream. You two had so much to say, but you both chose not to say anything. You stayed silent as you reached up to your right ear. "This belongs to you."
 
You held the earring in your palm, offering it to him beside you. You didn't look up at him, you stubbornly kept your eyes on the sunset. It was the earring you got from Childe when you first left him. It was the piece of his soul that you didn't return to him. 
 
Childe often wondered if he wanted to take that part of his soul back from you. He was often angry that you took it, he wanted to snatch it back from you. He was often sad that you took it, he wanted to get it back so he could see you again when you returned it.
 
Childe gently closed your fingers on your palm with the earring on it. He sighed, glancing at the sunset. 
 
"You can keep it."
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