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Title: La Signora's little follower(?)

Character(s): All the harbingers except Scaramouche (Genshin Impact) Pierro, Columbina, Pulcinella, Pantalone, Tartaglia (Childe), Dottore, Capitano, Sandrone, Arlecchino

Summary: The harbingers stand before the Fair Lady, La Signora casket. They didn't think a small visitor would arrive, adored by the woman who turned to ashes.

Note: This might/will become ooc later in the future or the very next day I post this but who knows and who cares! Writing this all I have is the vid "A Winter Night's Lazzo", Childe's voice lines about them and leaks so please be understanding later if it does happen.

Warnings/tags: Gn!reader (if by chance she/her is used for reader tell me I will edit it as soon as possible!), child!reader, slight soft yandere vibes from Childe (or protective vibes either one), implied cult au, Genshin leaks

Another note for tags: Isekai (implied), God!reader but child, like sagau cult kind of thing but never really mentioned till later, an au in one of my series called 'the child with gold blood' (which you don't have to read to understand this.)

...It was a surprise really, who would expect that when the butterfly that belonged to La Signora would erupt into a huge flame covering most of the casket that many of the harbingers had to take a step back.

They were about to put it out... what was what they planned to till they noticed something or someone inside those flames. There was a slight panic in the voices of the harbingers, as they got their weapons ready, yet it was Capitano who told them to stop and wait, curious as to what the Fair Lady could have gifted them after her death.

Just as soon the flames came to the world it died down living nothing but ashes and body…?

It was a small body as if it belonged to a child. Still alive, when they saw the small movements it made, still breathing. Columbia was the first to comment on it, how adorable you but at the same time in wonder who you were.

"Why is a small child here?" Sandrone asked in surprise, as the robot moved her closer to the casket, towards you. "Did Signora bring this child here?" She continued to ask.

"Interesting there is not a single lick of flame scorched that child." Dottore also walked close to the casket, everybody could see the sick interest that danced in his eyes, the calculated planning.

Yet when Dottore tried to reach for the small child a flame erupted covering you away from the man's hand at the sudden heat he hissed in pain taking a step back away from you. Sandrone's robot also took a step back shielding the surprised girl from the screams of fire.

Only a few moments went by till Pantalone spoke teasing Dottore, stating that either it was Signora's huge distrust towards him or the perverted malice that the doctor had shown. Dottore could only glare at the other man, stating that he keep his mouth shut.

"But that still leaves the question, who is this child? There were no reports that La Signora had a child nor is she the type to adopt one." Arlecchino stated as she watched the flames die down once again when Dottore was far enough away from the child. There in her eyes was interest but there was also a hidden pity in them.

It was Capitano and Pierro who noticed the 11th harbinger quiet as he only stared at the child on the casket of the Lady not saying anything yet holding familiarity towards the sleeping body.

"Tartaglia do you have something to say?" Pierro asked, staring as the young man whose eyes widen in surprise for being called suddenly... as if caught in the act.

Tartaglia called away from his thoughts, looked at the Jester. His face looked conflicted as he walked over to the child.

"This kid followed Signora around. I meet them at Liyue after Signora got the Gnosis from the Geo archon." He tried to explain. "So La Signora really did adopt a child?" The husky voice belonged to Capitano.

Tartaglia shook his head. "No Signora found the kid to be more annoying than anything. She tried to shoo away this kid multiple times but the kid kept on coming back."

"I am surprised, you would think not many children would like the lady because of her rather strong... personality." Pantalone raised an eyebrow when he watched Childe cautiously take the kid into his arms. The little kid didn't have any thick clothes instead wore something more for spring.

The poor thing was shivering as the 11th harbinger wrapped his red scarf around their neck.

"I also thought she didn't like kids well till I received a letter from her a few days after her death," Tartaglia grumbled moving the child a bit so he could also cover the child's body with his coat. "One of her trusted subordinates gave me a letter asking me to take care of this kid in case she ever dies. I didn't think she would have ever written something like that because of her pride but she did."

"Hmmm, then why did the child appear here like this then? La signora died a few days ago, why isn't the kid with you?" Dottore was unamused, annoyed even as he looked at his slightly scorched gloves, burned by the fire when he reached for you.

"You aren't gonna say that you would take care of the child, are you? Give them to me and I will bring them to the orphanage." Arachhino said, raising her hand as if asking Childe to hand the kid to her.

"Sorry but no. I will be taking care of this kid." There was no humor in Tartaglia's voice, moving as if to shield the child from Arlecchino. He was never fond of her to be fair. "The kid disappeared soon after Signora's death both my subordinates and Signora's all tried to search for this kid along with some others but we weren't able to find them."

"Tartaglia, who are these others that you mentioned?" Pantalone asked, staring at the hump on Childe's jacket.

Suddenly the members all heard a groan, small and childish they knew that the child had woken up. Childe watched you try to shift your position yet unable to do so, you slowly opened your eyes. Staring at him yet showed no recognition.

"Hey, kid woke up?" Childe said his tone was almost soft. As he watches you shift again to an almost sitting position in his arms where your head poked out from the fur collar of his coat as you rubbed your eyes.

"Who are you?" You grumbled, you didn't see the other people in the room all watching you yet you could hear one or maybe two people giggling or chuckling at you as you squinted at Childe's face.

"Ah aren't you that mister!" You paused surprised, Childe raised a brow when he saw you stopped, as you struggle to remember him. "How cruel, child. You forgot about me." You laughed when he booped your nose with his gloved hand. "Isn't mister teammates with Signora?" You tilted your head.

"Yes… Something like that…" It wasn't Childe who said that, but another voice. Looking to your side you saw other people, all wearing a similar outfits to Childe. The man who said it wore a mask as he looked at you with a frown on his mouth.

"You shouldn't be so mean to the child." Another voice said but you didn't look to see who it was as you stared at the man who showed clear discomfort.

"Mister must be Dottore?" You tilted your head, your face curious as you lean to get a closer look at him. "Hmmm, didn't know La Signora would talk about me." There was sarcasm, you didn't see the glare on Childe's face as he tighten his hold around you. You blinked as if not catching the sarcasm at all

"Signora told me that you are mean and bad. But mister looks nice."

"Eh-?" "Huh?" Disbelief but giggles also spread in the room at what you said, Dottore looked at you as if you have lost your mind but you meant what you said yet it was hidden behind his mask.

"They are such a cute child." Childe looked down surprised when he saw a small lady standing right beside him. You looked at the girl tilting your head as you saw her pretty black hair with pink streaks. "Hello dear~ do you perhaps know my name?" She asked curiously.

You looked at her mask, her outfit, the small pretty wings on her hair. Signora had told you about three ladies in her team, one of them she told you had almost a fairy-like appearance. "Columbina?" You looked at her closely. "You are so pretty!"

"You really are such a cutie." Columbina laughed. Quickly she pointed at two girls in the room. "Can you guess what their names are?"

You looked at the lady standing with one hand on her hips, white hair and eyes that had a red x on them. "Umm… Arlecchino..?" You looked hesitant, you looked at the lady who sat in the hand of the robot your eyes glittered at the thing but you quickly shook your head to focus. "Uhh… Signora told me about someone who makes those big robots! Uhh.. Sa-Sandrone?"

"You are a very smart child~" she giggled, she tried to take you into her arms when Childe took a step back keeping you away from her hands, protective and guarding.

"Hmmm interesting, I didn't think that La signora would grow attached to someone this much that she would tell you about us." You looked at a man, smiling at you with his hand on his chin thinking. "Greeting young one, my name is Pantalone. I guess that the Fair Lady has talked about me?"

Your eyes lighten a bit. "Un! She told me that you are the richest man in teyvat!" You flayed your hands as if to show how rich he was. Pantalone chuckled.

"How did you meet La Signora child?" You looked at a short man looking at you, his face soft towards you compared to others. "Mister Pulcinella?" you asked.

"Why yes. That is correct. Did Signora talk about me too?" There was a warm smile on his face, "Nope!" You sang as you looked at the man who was holding you "He was the one who told me about you!"

"H-hey" Childe looked flustered at what you have done all the while Pulcinella looked a little contemplated.

"You haven't answered his question."

A gruff voice asked, it would have made anybody intimidated yet maybe because you were so young that you were so influenced by it glancing at the man who spoke you asked Childe to place you down.

Hesitant, he did and let you go as you trotted to the man who spoke. The man had a mask on... helmet? even with the light, you could not see the man's face hidden in the darkness. "I meet Signora at in Monstade, Mister Captain sir! I was lost back then and could not find a way home and she found me." You told the man. "She saved me when I was running away from a hilichurl that was chasing after me. After that, I start to follow her hehe!"

"She let you in?" The man asked but you shook your head, looking down almost ashamed, "Signora didn't like me at first…" you explained, it was so cute when you looked at the red scarf around your neck in interest. "But later when we are in Liyue she took me in. She didn't tell me much but she started to take care of me a lot!" You looked at the masked man. "Signora showed me many things! Many pretty things! Things that I have never seen before!"

"But why didn't you go back home instead child?" He asked, you looked at him as the light in your eyes dull a little.

"That is because I was told I can't go back..."

It wasn't a straight answer, an answer that explained yet left so many questions for a child to say with a lonely smile on their face.

"Then child, are you not sad that La signora passed away." Another voice asked another deep and powerful voice that was quiet this whole time ever since you opened your eyes. Everyone looked at him, and you also looked at the old man who spoke. "Signora told me that there was a man in her team that wore a mask on one eye that is the leader of the team! You must be Mister Pierro!"

"You are correct, child. Now tell me why are you not sad that she passed away? As you stand on her tomb right now." His words were harsh, commanding. It was as if he wanted to test you, see what your reaction would be.

Yet instead of tears, you looked at the man straight in his eyes your smile gone. You didn't see how close Childe was to grabbing you into his arms again yet could not. The 11th harbinger was stopped when Pierro glared at him, silencing him from making a dumb decision in front of him.

Instead, you stand in the middle of the group all staring down at you, waiting for your answer.

It was odd.. it was unnatural really for a child to do so. The smile that graced your small face, wasn't that naive and childish like but something softer yet knowing, kind and loving yet with grief.

It didn't match your age, not at all and it made everyone only cautious instead of feeling pity.

"La Signora isn't dead, she is only sleeping."

It was as if time stopped for a moment at your answer, nobody was sure what to say yet before someone could say something the big door that where once closed suddenly slammed open as one of the fatui, one of low-rank suddenly burst in.

"I apologize for interrupting the meeting! But this is an emergency!!" The fatui member almost shouted, his voice rattled and panicked.

"It must be important that you would rudely barge in like this." There was annoyance in Pantalone's voice as he placed his hands together. His face was smiling yet everybody could see his anger.

"The archons- No the nations Monstade, Liyue and Inazuma are going on a rampage!!"

What?

"And what do you mean by that?" Pulcina asked.

"They are attacking all the fatui members that are stationed there demanding we give back what is theirs!" The fatui member stuttered out.

"What are they looking for exactly?" Pulcinella asked tiredly, it wasn't like they were after the gnosis. The Anemo Archon is too weak to cause this much of a reaction, the Electro archon didn't care for it, while the Geo Archon made a deal with them for the Gnosis. He wasn't one who would turn back on a contract.

"They are looking for a small child!"

The members all looked at you, standing in front of Pierro yet instead of you standing on the floor you were in Childe's arms holding you tightly almost like a mother protecting her child.

Who… are you?

Edit/Update: Edited again after a year TvT Thank you so much for all the love that has been shown to this fic but I will not be making a part 2 or a continuation to this little story unfortunately. It has been a long time now and while I did try to think out some stuff nothing really clicked, and that motivation just kind of died too at some point. If you want more platonic yandere stuff I do have more stories for that which you can find on the masterlist just not this particular one. Thank you again for understanding ^^

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blitzyn · 3 months

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shut up

childe x m!reader

request: none

a/n -> im sick and tired of winter WHERE IS SUMMER. help i wrote some of this in public so i had to stop myself from acting out some of the motions just to figure out how to write it lmao. guys i kinda made him a little mean i just got a little carried away oopsies. anyways one more non req and ill work on reqs i hope

wc -> 3.8k

cw -> very dubcon, hate sex, a lil bit of blood, anal sex, spit as lube, not a lot of prep, degradation, manhandling, throat fucking, asphyxiation, reader is a masochist, mean dom childe, spitting (in ur mouth like once), chokehold, prone bone position for like 2 seconds lmao, brief descriptions of fighting, reader offs someone cuz he felt like it kinda, it starts sorta abrupt tbh lol, not beta read

Childe fucking hated you. This was old news—absolutely anyone who had the barest idea who he was knew that. Everyone within a twenty meter radius could hear him arguing about something, and it never seemed to be about the same thing more than once. There always seemed to be something the two of you nitpicked about each other, throwing it out into the open which, more often than not, led to a fight with no clear winner.

There wasn’t anything anyone could do about it since the two of you were Harbingers. You were ranked tenth after Signora’s death and The Balladeer’s desertion, just behind Childe who was in ninth. But that didn’t stop you from riling him up relentlessly, even finding some type of enjoyment from his anger because you knew it wasn’t particularly common to see. Really, there wasn’t much of a power difference between the two of you other than the fact that you were less experienced.

As such, you were often assigned to missions together—if assigned meant that you simply joined him when you didn’t have anything important to do, much to his obvious displeasure.

This time, you followed him towards a hideout hidden between large rocks. It was simple, and you preferred that it wasn’t so easily accessible, but you supposed that hiding it in plain sight was acceptable for now.

“I don’t like how easy it is to find this place,” you commented, taking in your surroundings as if you were impressed by how large the area was compared to the small cave entrance. “It’s so obvious.”

Childe only offered you a grunt in acknowledgement, making his way past a few scattered materials on the floor. This wasn’t a facility that the Fatui used as much as before, but some machines were still operational and functioning.

“Ignoring people when they’re talking to you is rude, Tartaglia,” you chided, but you couldn’t care less that he wasn’t responding. “Besides, it’s not like you disagree with me. You wouldn’t want a poor, helpless child accidentally stumbling across this place while they’re playing a game.”

He glanced at you from the corner of his eye, and you could see him grit his teeth when he noticed the smug expression on your face. “Nobody’s gonna find the entrance. It’s been around for years and there hasn’t been a trespasser.”

“Really?” You hummed, nodding slowly to yourself. “If you say so.”

He eyed you warily, instantly skeptical of how quick you were to accept his statement. But that wasn’t important right now—he needed to retrieve some documents and collect money from a few debtors.

“Just… Just stay here. Don’t touch anything,” he instructed, unnerved by how you obediently sat on a rickety chair and watched him expectantly.

“Yessir,” you replied with a playful tone in your voice, crossing your arms over your chest comfortably.

He silently stared at you for a few moments. “What are you planning?” He blurted out, annoyed with the eyebrow you raised in question. “You don’t like listening to me.”

You rolled your eyes at his accusation. “I don’t really favor getting chewed out by whoever needs those papers, so hurry up and get what you need. I’d rather talk to the debtors, anyways.”

He didn’t move from his spot for a few more moments before hesitantly making his way toward an isolated room, seemingly accepting your response. You chuckled through your nose at his reluctance as you swirled your finger around, creating a small rabbit made out of Cryo. It was quiet and unassuming as it silently hopped around before you sent it out of the room, searching for any valuable items worth keeping as you waited.

You leaned back in boredom, shutting your eyes to focus on keeping the rabbit's form. You could feel a faint hint of interest radiating through you from your creation, cringing slightly at the smell of metal before you relaxed again. The rabbit was mid-search when an arrow whizzed past it, nicking its back. Quickly, it fled, leaving a trail of Cryo. The hunter cursed loudly and chased after it, but it wasn't long before it made it to its destination.

Curious, you released your focus on the rabbit as you stood up to pick up whatever it found. You looked up when the hunter suddenly walked through the cave entrance, slightly surprised to know that they hadn't stopped trying to go after your rabbit. The two of you stared at each other before you spoke up in mild disinterest.

"Can I help you?" You questioned, inspecting your find once again. It was shiny and had intricate designs on it, but ultimately worthless.

"Uh... Uh, yes! Yes, you can," they said after a moment, scoping the area in search of their nonexistent rabbit. "Have you seen a white rabbit run through here? Small, quick, and leaving some sort of trail behind it," they described eagerly, taking a few steps forward.

"I'm afraid you can't come in here," you said, raising a hand to stop them in their tracks. You analyzed them for a moment, taking in their appearance. They couldn't have been older than fifteen, with shaggy brown hair and tanned skin.

"Then why are you in here?" They countered stubbornly, crossing their arms. It seemed they forgot all about their hunt in favor of digging into your business.

"That's none of your concern," you replied, ignoring their questioning gaze above your shoulder. "If you don't leave now, I'll have to resort to force."

You bristled a little when you saw them roll their eyes. Too stubborn for their own good, apparently. "Yeah? Well, I'm the chief's kid. What's a weird-looking guy like you gonna do to me?"

You frowned, visibly offended. You stared at them for a moment before raising your dominant hand again, this time letting an icicle form on the tip of your middle finger before flicking it directly at them. In the blink of an eye, they went down with a loud thud. "Kill you," you replied to the body.

You walked up to them and lifted their head by their hair, examining the wound on their forehead with a hum. Blood leaked in copious amounts down their face, and you couldn't stop the grimace when some landed on your foot.

"Oh, shit," you hissed under your breath when you caught a better look at them. You wondered why they seemed so vaguely familiar to you when the realization suddenly hit you-the chief was one of the debtors. You pursed your lips before standing up with a shrug, placing a hand on your chin to ponder different ways to dispose of the body without tarnishing the Fatui's name even further. "I suppose I could just toss them in a lake? Or lure in a wild animal to eat them? Burning's too obvious..."

"What the fuck did you just do?" You heard Childe curse from behind you. You turned around to face him, eyebrow twitching in interest when you noticed his normally void eyes alight with fury. Honestly, though, you didn't quite understand why he seemed so upset. Maybe it was because of how transactions with the debtor may not go as smoothly as he wanted, or the fact that the person you killed was still technically a child.

"Someone found the entrance," you shrugged, unbothered by his reaction. "We don't want anyone finding important information about the Fatui, right? So I killed them. I told you it was easy to spot." You rolled your eyes like it was the most obvious thing ever, which only served to anger him. You tried to make your way past him deeper into the facility in search of something interesting to take when a sudden blur slammed your body into a wall. You let out a pained grunt, instinctively wrapping your fingers around the wrist where he pinned you down by your throat.

You knew he was ruthless when he needed to be, but you weren't given a chance to see it with your own eyes up until now. He was far from gentle, holding your delicate neck with such ferocity it made your skin tingle. It was exhilarating.

"Like hell they just conveniently found the entrance," he spat, his voice low as he glared deep into your watering eyes. "You deliberately lured them in here, didn't you? And for what? Because you were bored?" He refused to slacken the hold around your throat, internally finding that he preferred how you looked when you couldn't breathe.

"You—cough—You're much the s-same, Tartaglia," you strained out, trying to furiously blink away your tears. "Don't pretend you don't crave vi-violence, too."

You could see him grit his teeth just before he tossed you to the floor, watching you cough and regain your breath with disdain in his eyes. "No. Don't compare me to a fucking psychopath like you. I don't kill kids just because I feel like it!"

"To-may-to, to-mah-to," you groaned, rubbing your sore skin. You could still feel his hand around your throat, his grip burned into your flesh in a way that sent a familiar heat through your groin. He took a second to examine your body before zeroing in on the growing bulge between your legs, disbelief written on his expression.

"There's no damn way," he muttered to himself as if trying to convince himself you weren't aroused by him strangling you. With a growl, he stepped forward and harshly pressed a foot on your crotch, merciless with the amount of pressure he used. He watched in disgust as your hips jerked in response, frowning deeply at the pained moan you let out. "You're seriously turned on?"

"If it wasn't obvious—" You were unceremoniously cut off by a swift kick to your jaw, accidentally biting down on your tongue. You tasted the metallic tang of your own blood that originated from your mouth and your nose, wiping it away quickly. Your cock only throbbed with an increased fervor in your pants that strained for release against the fabric.

"Shut the fuck up," he snarled, staring down at you for a few moments, deciding what to do with you now that he had this newfound information in his hands.

"What's gotten you so upset?" You teased him, obviously not taking your situation seriously. You felt a pleasurable chill run down your spine at the fierce look he gave you, sitting up a bit in anticipation when you saw his hand stray down toward his pants, roughly undoing them.

"You just can't shut your mouth, can you?" He hissed, leaning forward a bit to grab a handful of your hair. He yanked you closer, forcing you onto your knees as he pressed the tip of his flaccid cock against your waiting tongue. "Fine, then. I'll shut it for you."

You hummed at the salty taste of his skin, raising your hands up to hold onto the swell of his muscular thighs. He groaned quietly when you dragged your tongue along a prominent vein on the underside of the shaft, looking up at him through your lashes. You let out a garbled moan when he forced you all the way down to the base, seemingly satisfied with the way you gagged a little.

Your nose was buried within his pubic hair as your throat tightened and spasmed, feeling yourself beginning to drool as the thick strands of saliva seeped out of the corners of your lips. You could hardly breathe, but you loved it. You loved the way he tugged on your scalp, starting to move his hips back and forth. You tried to contribute as much as you could, but the way you could feel his cock hardening sent a pleasant ache through your jaw.

"Fucking hell... You're not fit to be a Harbinger," he spat, holding you still as he reached down to swipe a bit of the blood from your nose to messily wipe it on your cheek. You couldn't see what he was doing, but the patterned swipes made it clear what he was writing.

S, L, U, T.

The word sent a jolt of electricity down your spine. You could feel your cock twitch in your pants, leaking a profuse amount of precum that served to stain the fabric. You let out a moan and slipped a hand underneath your clothes, jerking yourself off shamelessly.

He let out a breathy scoff at the sight, but he couldn't help the way his dick throbbed when your throat squeezed around him. "You're too good at this," he groaned, gradually moving his hips faster until he was fucking your face. "You don't belong in the Fatui. You're better off at a goddamn whorehouse."

He relished in the sound of your chokes and gags, finding that he preferred this much more than your voice. He let out a heavy sigh and shut his eyes, tilting his head back in ecstasy as he lost himself in the sensations. He was unaware of how you shifted your hand lower, using your precum as a subpar replacement for lube to push two of your fingers in your hole. You weren't in any particular rush as you leisurely pumped them in and out of you, adding in the wet sounds to your strained moans and ragged breaths. You were brought back to your senses when you heard him bark out a mocking laugh, squinting up at him through the tears that accumulated along your lashes.

"You're fucking pathetic," he muttered lowly, almost to himself, but you knew it was directed at you. "Is this—shit—all it took? You just needed a dick shoved down your throat, huh? Should've known you were such a whore," he demeaned, and you could only whine in response. Suddenly, he leaned a bit forward to press the sole of his shoe onto your aching cock, watching intently at the way you choked in surprise. "Maybe the rest of us should get a turn with you? Turn you into our little fucktoy? Our good-for-nothing cumdump?"

A grin made its way onto his pale face, turned on with the amount of control he had over you. His left hand slid lower, maintaining a firm grip on the junction between the back of your head and neck as his other one moved up to pinch your nostrils shut. He thrust harder, faster, shuffling closer when you tried to tilt your head away. He ignored your muffled protests and focused solely on getting himself off, letting out satisfied groans that you weren't fully there to appreciate.

It wasn't until you could hear a high-pitched ringing did he finally cum, shooting his load down your throat without a care for whether or not you could properly swallow it. He held himself there for a moment longer before he pulled himself away with a harsh shove to your body. You coughed and panted hard, taking a moment to regain your composure before looking back up at him, eager for more.

"Still not satisfied?" He questioned rhetorically. You both knew you weren't done yet, not when you found out how he could get when you pushed his buttons just the right way. "Stupid question, huh?" He huffed a laugh through his nose before roughly kicking you onto your stomach, dropping to his knees not a moment later. He haphazardly tugged your pants and underwear down in one go, ignoring the pained hiss you made when you felt yourself sandwiching your drooling cock between your abdomen and the floor. He spread your ass apart to spit on your asshole, shoving a finger inside you for good measure before jerking himself off using some of his saliva.

"Tartaglia, please—hurry," you whined, looking over your shoulder to meet his gaze. It was satisfying to see you in such a pitiful state, but the sound of your voice, although hoarse and raw, annoyed him.

"Be quiet or I'll leave you here like this," he snapped, giving your asscheek a quick slap before positioning himself over your hole. He rubbed the tip of it against your skin for a moment before pushing himself inside, groaning loudly at the feeling of you clamping down on him so perfectly.

It fucking hurt; after all, you only used two meager fingers to prepare yourself, and even then, you hadn't done much. It burned like he was tearing you apart but in the best damn way. The pain of being stretched out so mercilessly only mixed in with the insatiable fire in your groin, shooting jolts of electricity up your spine so intense you nearly came on the spot.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck! Tartaglia, please, you're so—!" You cut yourself off with a moan when he suddenly slammed himself down all the way, ramming the head of his cock against your sensitive prostate.

"I said shut up!" He demanded, pressing his hips down to grind against you. He wasn't as deep as he could go in this position, but he still managed to fill you up just right. You groaned when he leaned down, pinning you to the ground with his body weight as an arm snaked around the front of your throat, pressing it against you firm enough to restrict some of your airflow.

Instinctively, you raised a hand to grab at his forearm, digging your nails into the scarred skin in a futile attempt to get him to ease up. You could hear every sound that left his lips, every labored breath that brushed the shell of your ear. It didn't take him long to start moving, pulling out until only the tip remained before slamming back into you mercilessly. You could feel every inch and vein with each drag of his cock, your body jolting alongside his harsh thrusts, grinding your dick up and down on the ground.

"God... you're so damn tight," he muttered, picking up the pace. A low moan escaped his throat when he pressed against your prostate just right, ignoring your fleeting struggle.

It was hard to breathe. You could feel him everywhere around you all at once, and it didn't help that he fucked you hard enough to knock the breath out of your lungs. Your moans and whines were strained and hoarse, clawing at his arm, but you knew you didn't really want him off. Your body ached at his rough handling as wet slaps echoed through the abandoned facility, briefly wondering if anyone outside could hear, but you could hardly maintain your train of thought long enough for it to become a concern. He fucked you fast and rough, hips slamming against your ass hard enough to sting, but he didn't find it in himself to care.

"Tar-Tartaglia! Slow...—!" You tried to plead, beginning to find everything overwhelming when you cut yourself off with a squeal. He quickly shifted himself, leaning back to hold your throat with his hands as he pulled, forcing your back to arch uncomfortably.

"No," he replied, tilting his upper half over you just enough to spit in your gaping mouth. He felt you tighten in response as he relaxed his hold the slightest bit, feeling you swallow his saliva eagerly. "You wanted this. So you're gonna fucking take it."

The heat in your belly intensified to an unbearable degree, and with the way he practically filled up every crevice of your hole, you weren't sure you were going to last much longer. With one hand on your throat, he moved his other one down to spread one of your asscheeks to intently watch his cock move in and out of you. He could feel every twitch and shudder you made, and it satisfied him to know just how easy you were to break down despite your initial resistance.

"Fuck... I can feel you," he groaned, yanking your head back a bit to get you to look at him. "You're about to cum, huh?"

It was hard to find the right words to reply when he fucked every thought out of your head, but the panic in your eyes made it clear that you didn't want him to stop so suddenly. And although he wanted to see you beg like the whore you were, he needed to finish this quickly. He still had a job to do, after all.

"You're lucky I still need to collect some money," he growled, glaring at you with familiar disdain. "Otherwise I would've left you like this for hours."

With renewed vigor, he removed his hand from your throat to roughly push your face down by the back of your head, tugging your hips up to bury himself deeper inside your ass. You cried out in ecstasy as your eyes rolled back, making an attempt to withhold your orgasm when he wrapped his fingers around your throbbing cock, jerking you off in time with his punishing thrusts, but to no avail. Barely a moment later, you came with a loud moan, cumming so hard it left you lightheaded and dizzy.

He chased after his own release, giving you a few more rough thrusts before he stilled, burying himself as deep as he could go inside you. You could feel his thick cock throbbing as he filled you up with his cum, shuddering at the warmth before you slumped back down to the ground. He remained still for a moment longer, catching his breath while he watched you tremble. With a sigh, he pulled out, grimacing a little at the sight of his dick slick with fluids, but he tucked it back in his pants regardless.

"Get up. We have to hide the body and get to the chief before anyone finds out you killed his kid," he said impatiently, walking towards the hunter to inspect it.

"Just... Just bury them, or something," you suggested, taking a moment to calm down before pulling your pants up. Finding a reflective surface, you summoned a bit of your Cryo and melted it with your body heat to wipe away the crusted blood on your face.

"Eugh... I can feel your cum," you found the energy to complain, turning to face Childe with annoyance written on your face. The audacity.

"Shut up and let's go. We're already behind schedule after your bullshit." He scowled, picking up the body, already having decided what to do with it. At least it wasn't your problem anymore.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever you say," you said, quickly fixing your appearance. If it weren't for the slight limp in your gait, nobody would be able to tell he just fucked you within an inch of your life. Perks of being a Harbinger, you suppose.

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Weellll, its 5 minutes into my birthday and my sleep deprived brain can think only of bondage. So I'll make that everyone else's problem, then bed time!

Lisa adores having you all tied up for her. Preferring cuffs that are comfortable and easy to put on, but strong enough that no amount of pulling or wiggling will get you free. No she wants you hands up out of the way, your legs pressed tight together. She wants to have the straps that hold you still, also hold a toy up against your needy core, so buckle up, cutie, cause once Lisa turns that toy on, it doesn't matter how many times you've cum. You'll get a break when Mommy Lisa says you can.

Signora enjoys simplicity to her play. Basic rope, some nice leather straps maybe. But she doesn't want you completely helpless, she just wants you to struggle a bit. She wants to put a blind fold over your eyes, some cuffs around your ankles, and have you try and find her from across the bedroom with only the sounds of her playing with herself to help you reach her. She wants to tie your hands behind your back and push your face between her legs, cause you had been naughty and what better way to teach you your place then to make sure you can get no pleasure at all while also giving her all of it as well?

Beidou finds it fun to have you dangling. She is a busy woman, but cannot stop herself when she walks into her room on the ship to find you dangling from the rafters, all ready and waiting for her. She can get rougher with you when you're tied up, where normally her bruising grip could be allocated by just gently pulling at her hands, now with you unable to use your hands at all, well there will be many bruises to remember her by. She can, has, and will put sailing knots to use, playing various games with them, from purposefully loose knots designed for you to be able to eventually make your own escape, to simply tying a long rope at just above waist level, knotted over and over along its length, before setting it between your legs and letting you try to walk its length.

And just for a nice lil bonus.

Yae truly enjoys delivering you like a perfect little present to Ei. Silk ropes wrapping you up tight so you couldn't do more then wiggle a bit, and equally soft ribbons placed more decoratively to cover your sensitive areas for "unwrapping". Ei is always so tormentingly slow when she handles you, her hands gliding over every inch of skin she can reach as she gently tugs the ribbons away. But Yae will keep you needy through the process, as while Ei enjoys unwrapping her present, Yae rules over your lips, bruising kisses and playful bites, keep your eyes open, cause the kind Guuji will not hesitate to give you a little shock if you break eye contact from her. Then when you're completely unwrapped and left shivering and needy in the ropes, they both waste no time to dive in. Ei's a bit less experiences, but she's very eager to learn when her tongue in buried in you, always diligently following Yae's instructions in how to have you screaming. But ah ah, don't go thinking you're allowed to cum before them, sweetie. Even if they don't have you pleasuring one of them, your are kept carefully on the edge until they do. No release for needy girls, and begging will only make Yae enjoy dangling it in front of you all the more. No, all wrapped up and helpless, pressed between these two, she is going to have so much fun torturing you with pleasure, edging you till it feels like your mind will simply disappear. They love the desperate fucked out faces you make, and making you wait longer and longer for release only makes them adore those expressions even more. And when the time does finally come, they plan to make you almost regret begging to cum at all. Orgasm after orgasm, Ei's tongue dragging circles around your clit, Yae's fingers curling so deliciously as they pump at a terribly fast pace. And they keep going until they are satisfied, until your cheeks are soaked in tears, you're dripping down your thighs and squirting uncontrollably, and anything that was meant to be words comes out as dazed gibberish.

~🐁

/ dacryphilia . bondage

everyone say happy birthday to 🐁 anon :)

#🐁 anon #💌 : lovemail #lisa minci smut #signora smut #raiden ei smut #yae miko smut #ooooh you already had me at signora’s #then you absolutely buried me at eimiko’s part #the creativity with this #silk rope ; the want to wrap you like you’re fragile #🎐 : long ask

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OMG YASSSS PLEASE WRITE IT. I'm the anon who proposed the Lil Traveler brainrot idea. I am soooo happy you loved it and considering to write it 🥰🥰🥰 I have so much ideas to brainstorm and share with you about it. As for your questions, I don't play Genshin so take my info with a grain of salt. The Abyss already existed before Khaenriah's destruction, but I don't think it had monsters yet. It was just a void of darkness filled with power that likely laid the foundations of Khemia and alchemy.

Also, I think the Archons were also responsible for the destruction of Khaenriah?? Like, Celestia commanded them to do it (I think)??? This is why they're so sus, especially Venti and Zhongli who may be the only ones left of the original Seven except for maybe the Tsaritsa. Anyway, I have more ideas for this au if you want it hehe ☆Starlight Anon

Welcome to the journey ☆Starlight Anon!! Your anon name looks awfully familiar. Did I see you before on someone else´s blog or am I just confused?? Also, let´s name this AU!!

Continuation of this post

I´ll write down some nerd stuff from the battle between Khaenri´ah and the Gods-- (It´s really fun to dive deep in imo) ALSO OBVIOUS WARNING FOR SPOILERS

So, for the cataclysm, I´d suggest reading into Rhinedottir, or ´Gold´, but you might know her as the maker of Albedo and Durin. She also created Primordial Albedo. Either it's because she let her monsters roam the world that attracted the attention of Celestia (and the Seven?) or the other way around, destruction before the roaming of her monsters. (I think she also created the riftwolfs?)

SIgnora also becomes the crimson witch as a chain reaction of her husband getting killed by one of the monsters during the cataclysm, but that might be wrong. I do know for certain that Durin went to Mondstadt and there the fight between Durin and Dvalin took place.

Something about the monsters wreaking havoc in Liyue, the chasm. The original Electro Archon, Makoto (Ei´s sister) went to Khaenri´ah, to, what I assume, slay the monsters and aid Celestia in battle. She died in her sister's arm, slain in a battle.

Now, I read a little in the wiki and there is a lot of information about the abyss?? there are 3 realms. The Human realm, The Light realm, and THE VOID REALM. also, direct quote: Following the gods' attack on Khaenri'ah, some of the people of Khaenri'ah were transformed into monsters through a curse. These are the Hillicurls, etc...

I still have no idea when or how or what the abyss is but the 3 realms can be an interesting concept to work in since lil traveller did create Tevyat, and thus, the three realms- but then again that might be too deep down the rabbit hole XD

NOTE: So does lil Traveller escape to the Earth as a rehabilitation process? Does lil Traveller feel the pain as one destructed part of their own creation, Tevyat?? 👀👀

If Lil traveller met the Archons before the cataclysm (I assume they did) will the Archons feel diffrently towards the destruction of Khaenri´ah? We know Ei wasn´t an Archon during that time and only acted to aid her sister (She´s one of the good ones with Albedo who actually don´t know anything about the cataclysm) But Zhongli and Venti?? Do they regret their actions to aid Celestia? Did they know about Khaenri´ah and their plans to overthrow Celestia to announce you as Tevyat´s true deity?

...I´m talking too much- right? Ehe...sorry.

#ask #☆Starlight Anon #genshin #genshin impact #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader

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nulltune · 2 years

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😳😳 if ur still accepting!!! with any of my muses 🥺🙏

send 😳 4 me 2 gush abt our muses!

i am.... snail but liSTEN HERE SOPHIE THERE IS NEVER EVER A TIME LIMIT FOR MY MEMES and for u especially okok 🥰🥰💖 i'm gonna go with some of the muses we haven't talked abt from your primaries from your multi here! just some rapid fire lynny thoughts hehehe 👀✨️ (and i hope u won't mind me tagging ur multi hereee 😳 @jiingweii hi 😳)

havria: OH SHE IS SO SWEETTT i think they're both the types to choose kindness even in a literal War and 🥺 oo sophie i'm grabbing u by the ankle (LOVINGLY...) bc i wanna know more abt xu feng wants too!! seeing her hobbies section rlly made me go 👀👀 bc call me simple but i am a sucker for charas bonding over lil activities.... music and origami in particular are rlly hakunocore (i hc her as a pianist, if they have that in genshin sgjdbs and the concept of origami is just,, Hakunocore! she's not the best at it tho <3) but i also wanna see em do painting or embroidery because hakuno would be pretty bad at thatt so ig she wants to teach hakuno or be frustrated by hakuno-- feel free! i just think it'd be neat idk idk!!

semiramis: THE WAY HER AND HAKUNO TO ME IS LIKE- queen ✨️ and.... some girl. sgkfhwd sorry hakunooo but pls!! it's interesting bc i see that semi views herself as superior to others as a ruler while hakuno's the opposite! sees herself as inferior to othera due to a variety of issues </3 another thing that i think is really neat abt them is how i'm 100% associating semi with black and hakuno with white but honestly...... they are both a widdle morally ambiguous! also has a lot of baggage with their pasts which i am 👀👀 at the prospect of them unpacking it maybeee ! hakuno's a huge history buff and fr is like an encyclopedia for history and myths so i think she's know of semi's life which i rlly wanna know how semi would feel abt tbh 😳

signora: HER BACKSTORY RLLY INTRIGUES ME TBH and hakuno's the naturally curious sort so 👀 she'd want to know about signora methinks.. YOU CAN KEEP HER IN THE DARK ABT IT FOR AS LONG AS U WANT THOO i feel like any positive relationship they could have would def be a slowburn! (hakuno's extremely patient tho, i will warn u that ✨️) idk why but i rlly wanna see em being forced into an alliance of some sort ngl 😳 i read from her wiki that she willingly cast aside and forgot her past tho so i think it'd be sooo interesting for her to interact with an amnesiac hakuno! hakuno was really really troubled over it so i personally think it'd be neat to see how signora would react to that too :thonk:

arlecchino: i barely know anything abt her but hNRRGH HI MISS MA'AM YOU ARE SO BEAUTIFUL AND COOL AND HHH?????? from that one fatui trailer she said "we don't want to make the children cry" so like. i'm sorry but i wanna see her forced into babysitting looking after some kiddos with hakuno. hakuno tries her best but she can be so awkward and i just think it'd be a fun scenario to throw em into ngl 😳✨️ again i baaarely know anything abt her bUT I WANT TO. consider this me being all grabby hands for more info abt ur arlecchino sophie (as well as any muse u feel like talking abt tbh!) i'm so ready to love her-

dehya: WHAT ARE THOSE THINGS ON HER HEAD ARE THEY ANIMAL EARS BC IF THEY ARE THEN HAKUNO "ANIMAL LUVR" KISHINAMI IS GOING TO STARE SO RESPECTFULLY- ok! i'm stuck in inazuma jail tbh and my genshin knowledge is lacking 😩 but i heard that she's very dedicated to her job? sooo what if she helps guide/escort hakuno thru sumeru..... i'm thinking a protector/protected kinda dynamic... at the start especially because hakuno's pretty lost in all this yknow! also in a place like sumeru i feel like she'd be so especially out of place because for all how logical and rational her thinking is, hakuno's veery emotionally-driven and always follows her heart in the end <3

al haitham: me talking about how emotional hakuno is and then googling al haitham and then seeing that he operates purely by rationality-- 😮😮😃😃✨️✨️✨️ I LOVE THAT ACTUALLYYYY hakuno can honestly be so frustrating because again, she Knows what's the rational thing do.. she just doesn't! she's always purposely giving herself the short end of the stick and honestly just being so damn selfless and self destructive,,, so i feel like he could maybe give her a reality check..??? idk but i think they're kind like opposites in that aspect so it'd be interesting to see how they'd interact ! i think forcing them to work together for something could be pretty fun too hohoo maybe they'll butt heads at times, maybe they won't, who knows 💃💃

raiden shogun: liSTENNN a huge part of hakuno's character is how,, impermanent it is (moon girls Do Not have a long lifespan!) and a lot of why she is the way she is the way she is is because of she's aware of her own mortality. the two of em could really have that immortal and mortal kinda dynamic i think! that said, i feel like there's some similarities between them..... hakuno can def see parts of herself in the shogun i think and would definitely try to bond or help her discover more of herself because of that! she does a liddol projecting... also this is a little silly idea but i hc hakuno to be scared of thunder so like. GSJCHSJD I NEED TO SEE THE GOD OF THUNDER REACT TO THIS INFORMATION???

#imarahuyo #jiingwei #&&. out of #q.#WANNA SCREAM ABT UR OTHER MUSES TOOO but idk i couldn't find a lot of info for them 😩#BUT HI I WANT 2 THROW A MOON LADY AT ALL UR MUSES WVFKSHDJD IM JUST!!! grabby hands grabby hands 😳💖✨️#OH AND IF U HAVE A SPECIFIC H.AKUNO AND UR MUSE COMBI THAT INTERESTS U; DO LMK !#ANDD TYSM FOR SENDING THIS IN S.OPHIEE ! <33

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i’ve been in a very self-indulgent mood and wanted to do lil mini scenarios of SR reader losing her contacts and having to wear glasses . and this is the result. warning for some not sfw themes but nothing real explicit.

[Scarlet Ribbons description]

Giorno doesn’t mention the change in your appearance, out of what you assume to be consideration for your feelings. Neither of you utters a word as he stands, setting his cup of espresso down to pull a chair out for you, to which you take your seat.

“GioGio,” you sigh, resting your cheek on your fist. “Can Gold Experience fix my vision? I’ll pay any fee.”

He appraises you from behind his cup of coffee. “Hm, I don’t know. I think it’d be a shame if I never got to see you like this again. The fee will be quite high.”

“We’re on a joint bank account, Don Giovanna.”

“Demoted by my wife to Don, huh?” Giorno smiles, tender and impossible to remain cross with. “If this is the view I’m treated to, then I suppose I’ll learn to live with it.”

You shake your head in disbelief. The sun has barely risen, and he’s already teasing you with ease. Can’t you be granted a grace period?

“Well, this wife of yours is going to eat her breakfast elsewhere until your terms can be renegotiated.”

Giorno simply hums at your empty threat, buttering a croissant and handing it over the table to you. “Signora Giovanna drives a hard bargain. Who did she learn that from, I wonder?”

You accept the peace offering but manage to get the last word in.

“Huh, yeah, I totally wonder that too.”

“Ah, [First], good morning. I was wondering when you were going to wake up—”

Bruno cuts himself off when you pop your head around the corner. Sheepishly, you wander into the kitchen, placing a peck on his cheek as he follows you with his eyes.

You grab an orange and begin to peel it when you feel arms encircle you from behind. “B-Bruno?”

He rests his chin on your head, and you feel his chest vibrate against your back when he speaks. “I didn’t know you wore glasses.”

“I’m a woman of many mysteries,” you plop a tangy slice of citrus into your mouth. Then, lowering your voice, you whisper, “D-does it look strange...?”

Bruno rests his hands on your shoulder and twirls you around. He takes your chin in his thumb and pointer finger, adjusting the angle of your head and knitting his eyebrows deep together. You’re certain your face is warmer than the oppressive sun outside.

“Beautiful,” he smiles, nodding his head in approval. “Simply beautiful. I must be the luckiest man in the world.”

You throw your head back and laugh, swatting his hand away good-naturedly. “Trying to butter me up this early in the morning? Have you no shame, Signore?”

“None at all.”

Fugo clears his throat, a faint dusting of pink on his cheeks too prominent for you not to notice. He’s been trying (and failing) to act like nothing is out of the ordinary.

“If you keep staring at me, I’m suing for emotional damages,” you deadpan.

He averts his gaze, only for his eyes to creep back in your direction. “That would never hold up in court.”

His snark lacks its usual bite. It isn’t often that you’re presented with a golden opportunity to tease your boyfriend, and while you’ll probably regret it later, the temptation is too good to pass up on.

With pep in your step, you walk over to Fugo, who sits on the couch with rigid posture. He crosses his legs and shifts in his seat.

“What is it, Panni?” You lean over, tilting your head as he loosens the tie around his neck. “Got a thing for glasses? Oho, you totally do. Your mind looks like it’s in the gutter.”

“T-that idiom doesn’t work well in Italian, idiot,” he audibly gulps, to which you laugh. “But...”

“But?” You repeat, drawing the syllable out.

He runs his hand through his hair, then grumbles beneath his breath, “... You do look cute, I guess.”

“Aha! I knew it!”

Mista gives you a long, exaggerated wolf whistle when you enter the room. You resist the urge to roll your eyes at how he swaggers, wrapping an arm around your shoulder, and pulling you close.

“Babe, I’m digging the new look.”

You never need to concern yourself with self-esteem when Mista’s around — he’s like a personal hype man.

“Do you now? Maybe I’ll need to lose my contacts more often.”

He nods with unmatched enthusiasm. “Yeah, it’s givin’ off sexy librarian vibes. You into roleplay?”

“Huh, I never thought about it,” you shrug his arm off and straighten your back. Then, you place your hand to the temple of your glasses, adjusting them for extra effect. “Guido.”

His tan face flushes at the serious change in demeanor. “Yes?”

“It says here that you checked a book out, and its way past its due date,” you nod solemnly. “Hm, yes, yes... Coping With Impotence: How To Keep The Bedroom Steamy, was it? You have a late fee of ten dollars.”

Mista practically deflates on the spot. “Babe, no, that’s not how this is s’posed to go— and wait! You should know just as well as I do that I’m not impotent—”

“Ah, is that another book I see on the list? What’s this one? A Collection of Erotica From 17th Century Monks?”

“S-safeword! What’s our safeword?!”

“Woah! You look so smart!” Narancia exclaims, circling you with curiosity. “Can I try ‘em on?”

If you were being honest, you were expecting the excitable response from Narancia. He’s nothing if not a giddy source of unending energy to be around.

You hum, considering the idea. “Nara, these are prescription glasses. They’ll just hurt your eyes and make everything blurry.”

“Please, just a few minutes?” He gives you his brightest smile, and to this, you cave. Narancia’s cute face is impossible to say no to. You take your glasses off and slide them into place on him, taking a step back to admire your handiwork.

He strikes a silly pose and you giggle. “Well? Whaddya think?”

“It fits you surprisingly well,” you compliment. “I like it.”

Narancia beams at your praise, but doesn’t keep the glasses on for long, much to your confusion. They’re returned to their rightful place atop your nose in the blink of an eye.

“You fought so long and hard for the right to wear these, just to give them back so soon?”

“Ah, well,” he rocks back and forth on his feet, embarrassed. "It’s nice and all, there’s just no point if I can’t see your pretty face clearly. So you can have ‘em back early.”

You wonder if he knows how endearing he is.

Abbacchio holds the life-giving spectacles just out of your reach, his face impassive as you jump to retrieve them.

“You tall bastard,” you seethe, to which he lifts them higher, his smirk growing all the more infuriating. “I need those to see! Give them back already, or I’ll kick you in the shins!”

“Bold words from someone in your position. Serves you right for eating my leftovers.”

You go still and puff your cheeks out. “Abba, you’ve gotta understand. I was wasting away! I needed sustenance before the Grim Reaper came knocking.”

“All I’m hearing are excuses,” he shakes his head. “What I should be hearing is you begging for forgiveness. Get to it then.”

A mischievous idea that will preserve your wounded pride pops into your mind. Grasping the fabric of his shirt’s collar, you bring him down into a kiss, an action he gladly reciprocates.

While he’s helping himself to your lips, your Stand plucks the glasses from his now loosened grip and you ready yourself to bolt.

Abbacchio blinks, incredulous, as you take off laughing, realizing that he’s been duped. He shakes his head and considers letting you off easy. You did treat him to an amorous kiss, perhaps that’s enough to cover your transgression?

That’s when he realizes you took his headband.

“[First], get back here right this instant—“

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sittin-on-the-rooftop · 3 years

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Eyo WIP check!!! thanks for putting up w this post break but imma do it again bc vacation! Anyway have some genshin fluff!

Edit: YO XIAO IS FINALLY DONE! workin on albedo now, my dudes!

Genshin Characters on their wedding day!

Childe:

OKAY IF YOU WORK WITH THE FATUI, THE TSARITSA LITTERALLY SHIPS YOU TWO SO BAD.

So yea, you are getting married infront of Zapolyarny palace, and she invited the ENTIRE NATION. A harbinger’s wedding is quite a big deal, after all!

The Tsaritsa herself made ya say your vows, and you got to watch the entire nation of sneznaya partying, getting drunk and stuff, yea it was fun.

La Singora would be in T E A R S. Like, ya never knew love was her soft spot! (this just my headcanon, so don’t come at me if that’s kinda OOC) And scaramouche would just be extremely jealous. WAIT IMAGINE SCARA JUST SITTING IN A CORNER WHILE SIGNORA GUSHES ABT YOU TWO TO HIM. M O O D.

You had your first dance infront of the whole nation, and after a while, everyone danced! It was so nice to see some of the children dancing with eachother on the streets, mimicking the dance moves you two did!

Also, if you aren’t part of the fatui, then Childe would take a week’s leave and have a small wedding at a beach in his hometown. Also, teucer as the flower boy!!!! Like, he would volunteer to throw pretty flowers at ya, bc that’s what he thought he needed to do! It would just be soo cute.

After that, you would ice skate together as a first-dance-kinda-thing!

AAAAAA- *Dies in Childe simp*

Kaeya:

He seriously considered getting married at angel’s share. But you managed to come to the agreement of getting married infront of the church!

So yea, you had a tiny lil ceremony, and Jean and amber cried. Lisa was also gushing about you two! Diluc just congratulated you and then walked off to the tavern, where the actual party was being held!

Mhm, that sly mofo always gets his way, don’t he. He too cute to say no to, after all! Y’all, got so drunk, that kaeya and you climbed onto the chandelier! Venti played you guys some sick beats, and Diluc served drinks.

Like half of monstadt came to watch as kaeya tried to drunkenly carry you bridal style back to Favonius Headquarters XDDD

Venti:

As for location, Ya got married infront of his statue! It was really cute, Other than the fact that Venti specifically requested Rosaria to do the vows. “May Bartoepiss bless this… ummm… wonderful union.” *Barbara facepalms in the background*

Anyway, you guys actually climbed up into the statue’s hands and Sang a duet! All of monstadt could hear it and it was beautiful.

As venti played the last few notes, Dvalin came and sweeped you up onto his back. You went to stormterror’s lair to have a moment of peace and quiet.

who knew venti had a secret booze stash at dvalins place tho? So, both you and venti fell asleep in eachother’s arms riding Dvalin the way back!

Y’all woke up in a pile of sticks in the whispering woods with venti. Atleast dvalin made an effort to make a bed lol! One of the worst hangovers ya ever had.

Zhongli:

You have never seen Zhongli this happy. When you asked him about the location, he actually told you to choose!

Hu Tao decided to take it upon herself to make this the best day of your lives and help organize the wedding! You went to discuss your secret plan with xiao. To get married on Quingyun peak, and then have a glide around Jueyun Karst.

As all the adepti gathered on the peak, Hu Tao had you say your vows. The adepti were the happiest that you have ever seen them! Afterwards, you glided off into the sunset, exploring until nightfall! When night fell, you glided back to Aocang peak, having dinner with everyone else, and spending the night under the stars.

Cloud Retainer offered for you to sleep over in her domain, but both of you decided to spend the night outside. You brewed your own tea on the adeptus’ stove you brought with you, and had tea under the stars.

Xiao:

Ever since you proposed, Verr Goldet has been planning a wedding for you two in her head, so after you asked her about it, she jumped to the opportunity! She organized everything fairly quickly with your help!

The wedding was to take place on the fields of bishui plane, infront of the statue of the seven. That was the only place verr goldet could arrange, but you were happy with it nonetheless!

After the ceremony, Xiao told you he wanted to finally take you somewhere very special to him. You didn’t know what this meant, but you followed him up the stairs of wangshuu inn, and climbed the tree up to the roof. To your surprise, there was a balcony, onto which you both climbed. Xiao took out a key, and opened the doors from the outside. “This is where I live. We’ll be spending the night here, if you don’t mind.” “Xiao… this is your home? The view is wonderful.” Xiao then told you that Verr Goldet specifically constructed a secret room for him to live in, because she saw how sad he was when he had to leave the roof, and tend to duties elsewhere. The rest of the night was spent talking with xiao about your current hyperfixation/something you are interested in. “Sorry Xiao, I’ve been talking too much. I’ll let you talk!” “No, please go on. Your voice is quite… soothing.”

Albedo: WIP

#genshin kaeya #genshin venti #genshin zhongli #genshin childe x reader #genshin impact #zhongli #zhongli x reader #venti x reader #xiao x reader

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