Now I Luv Bedo Too But...

How are you an anti when you make smut as a minor? Make it make sense.

anti what nigga💀?

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Serving size- 1.4k

Nutritional facts- Gn! Reader + Harbinger!Reader (scara’s part) + established relationship (childe & Sara's part)

Allergy warning- Daggers, attempted assault?? (nothing too serious)

Overview-  Reader has a very good sense of touch + Reader is very strong + love confession (bedo's part) 

Contents- albedo, childe, scara 

Instructions- best read in any mode

Formula- headcanons + fast fic (300 words )

Art credits-@Orange627 twt , stalva on pixiv

“Event master list” “Main master list” “Next"

Albedo

 ▸🧼 absolutely amazed by your enhanced sense, he asks questions about it all this time. Did you inherit it? Were you just born with it? Was it something you acquired overtime? He just wants all the answers! (And maybe it is a little excuse to talk to you a bit more)

▸🧼 He worries about you when got out on commission, because of your enhanced feelings pain would feel way worse and he really just doesn't want you to push yourself that hard.

▸🧼 250 words

"(Name), what's the extent of your 5th sense?"

The question wasn't out of the blue, especially from Bedo, but the time was a bit off. You both were supposed to be on a trip just to hang out. I guess this is what bedo views as hanging out.

"Hm, well generally speaking I can feel stuff through walls, rocks or even people so that's really cool, the bad thing is thought high fives hurt a bit "

"does this also mean that simple forms of contact are more intimate for you?" 

" oh, well yeah I guess you could put it like that!"

He stared at you for quite a while almost as I'd he was looking for something to ask you.

"Can I hug you then?"

"Sure you can!"

His sudden figure holding himself around you with a comforting warmth, you wonder why all of a sudden he was being so intimate for a second, maybe a new experiment?

"Aw is this a new experiment of yours?"

"A little but mostly just because I love you."

You could feel his heart beating faster the more you stared, not even that but his face had the faintest rosy tone. 

"My apologies, it wasn't my intention to make you uncomf-"

Albedo's words were cut off by the feeling of your lips lingering on his, he was hoping for a good outcome but this is much better than anything he could have imagined.

"Can we stay like this for a bit longer?"

Childe

▸🧼 This man has tried to sneak up on you many times and failed, failed so hard. He could be in a whole different room and you'd still be able to sense his presences.

▸🧼 Brags about your skills to the other harbingers all the time, They probably have your name memorized by this point. They value your skills to be honest, they even tried to get you to join the harbingers at one point. Childe was so against the whole idea, talked you out of it even though you weren't going to take the position anyway.

▸🧼 400 words

It's been awhile, childe said he was going to be here soon and know you're sitting at the harbingers base with a mad man who experiments on kids, a sad widow who hates everything and a whiney purple haired brat.

"So your the ginger freaks spouse? I'm so sorry. A shame you have to live with that thing."

Ugh now the purple one is speaking could childe please hurry up with his mission. But I mean the man is waiting for a response, maybe he'll shut up if you give him one.

"Yes childe is my husband, and he's not as intolerable as you make him seem."

"Blinded by your so-called love I see? And here I thought you were a better one."

Better one? Thankfully you could sense childe was in the building, although it felt like something was off with his movements you ignored it.

Strangely enough all the harbingers started starting at you, is there something wrong? I mean yeah childe's standing behind you trying and emphasis on trying to scare you but this wasn't irregular behavior for him at all he tried to sneak up on you at least once a week, his efforts always went to waste though.

"Boo!"

Childe came from behind you now standing in front of you staring at him with a blank expression on your face and a rather disappointed look on his, his attempts to scare you were futile again I see.

"Aww why aren't you scared?"

"Childe I knew you were here since you stepped in the building."

"Did you all hear that? Isn't my lover so impressive!"

They all looked at you with a 'it's the third time this week, we get it your in love' type of look, but there was the purple one who looked as if he had something else to say.

"(Name), have you ever thought about joining the fatui I'm sure I could find some use for your skills."

"No than-"

"No no no! They are not joining I prohibit it, never ever will that happen!"

"Now when since did you have supreme authority over (name)? I never thought of you as the controlling type now."

"What do you mean dear mouchey? I'm not controlling I'm looking out for them, tell him (name)!"

"It's fine scaramouche . I was going to deny the position either way."

"Disappointing."

"Don't listen to him love, he has no idea what he's talking about, ok?"

Scaramouche

▸🧼 would never admit but he truly is impressed by your ability, he's never meet someone like you. He compares his subordinates to you alot.

"If (name) can do it with ease then why can't you? I swear everyone in this facility is illiterate!"

▸🧼 he's so scared of you holding his hand not only because he's very awkward around physical affection but also because he's scared his hand are too cold for you to touch and on top of your ability, it would take a lot of convincing. Don't worry he'll eventually come around to the idea, just be a bit patient with him!

▸🧼 the amount of times his man has thrown bottles,books daggers, weapons basically anything in his vicinity at you is astonishing. He says "it's just to keep your skills sharp". You always catch them though, no worries! Also keeps track of how long it takes you to catch things.

"You caught it 3.7% times faster than average, good job keep it up."

▸🧼 god does he wish you weren't a harbinger, yes he's aware you can hold your own and even better but what if, just what if. You'll have to assure him that you're staying with him forever. 

▸🧼 if you and childe are friends he gets soo jealous, why can't you leave the carrot haired thing alone.

▸🧼 300 words 

You were sitting in your office wondering about how your were going to go about stealing the hydro archons vision not as if you could barge in the place and- 

You sensed an object coming your way, seeing as how the pointed object was thrown it was probably scaramouche. Looking up from your notes about the hydro archon swiftly grabbing the blade, why was your husband so adamant on throwing things at you was beyond you.

"that was 0.7% times slower than average, have you been slacking?"

"Its not that, somethings bothering me!"

"What a pitiful excuse…"

He stared at you waiting for an answer as to what was the matter, although your husband would not admit it verbally he would cease anything or person that dared to bother you and your workflow, you had to to admit it was pretty cute.

"The hydro archon, I still don't know how I'm going to go about retrieving it."

"Leave it to someone else, you got the dendro and pyro archons gnosis, the Tsaritsa needs to understand the concept of being overworked anyway."

"But I know I can do this, I just need a little time!"

"I'm fully aware of your skills, but there this thing called self preservation or are you dumb to grasp the concept?"

You simply gave no answer and rolled your eyes in annoyance, you truly did love the man but if he could be a little bit less suffocating with his overprotective personality that would be great. You'd have to admit it was pretty cute though.

"Why are you staring at me?"

"Oh nothing your just very pretty."

As the words came from your mouth you could the the reddish tint on his face.he's blushing that's so cute, you have no idea how people could see him as ruthless he's just a little stubborn.

"I'm not, stop with your foolish words."

"scara can I tell you something?"

"Make it quick."

You got up from your desk now standing in front of him with a small smile on your face, planting you lips on his, making him even more red than he already was, you could see the cogs turning in his head after what you just did.

"I love you!"

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love at the wrong time. zhongli [a].

pairings: zhongli x khaenri'an!reader

genre: angst

word count: 1.3k

summary: in which an archon experiences forbidden love.

notes: please pardon any inconsistencies I am very much sleep deprived at the moment.

An archon and a Khaenri'an citizen. It was a love sorry that unfolded despite it being forbidden. A tale to be told by history, eventually being passed on as a fairytale to the younger generation.

Zhongli sighed as he listened to the retelling of the story for what seemed to be the millionth time. He was disappointed at how the story slowly got lost in translation, and was almost close to correcting whoever told the story.

Your eyes weren't whatever color they were saying, they were a beautiful [E/C]. He's had enough of people getting your appearance wrong, and he was getting fed up with it. He placed the teacup down and walked away from the Third Round Knockout, going to Qingyun Peak to clear his head.

An archon and a Khaenri'an.

Two lovers who weren't ever meant to be.

Zhongli looked over Liyue before a frown settled into his face. He found himself longing for your presence once again, wanting to feel your arms around him. He wanted to give you a warm embrace, wanted to apologize for letting you go the way he did and apologize for doing what he did.

He wanted to go back to the time where it was peaceful and it was just you and him that existed.

As if you weren't fated to die in the first place.

***

As a god, there wasn't much Morax does in his spare time other than hunt down those who dare trespass in his land. He left all the complicated stuff to his friend, Guizhong, who was more than happy to do so. He listened to the prayers of his followers, and was surprised when he heard a voice he had never heard before.

"Morax? I've never heard of him before, tell me more!" He heard the voice say. He couldn't distinguish the gender of whoever said it, but it didn't matter much to him. Morax tried to ignore the urge of wanting to find the person who said it, only to end up giving in anyway and hunting down whoever it was out of his curiosity.

It wasn't long after when he found you.

You were sitting in a field of grass, with the occasional flowers present with a book in hand talking to someone else by your side. He tilted his head curiously, finding the primordial crystalline gem pattern all over you. It seemed to be a recurring design.

Suddenly, you looked up and stared at him in the eye before breaking out in a bright smile. "Oh, hello there! I didn't see you… was there anything you needed from me perhaps?"

He couldn't say anything. The pattern that he saw on your clothes was present in your eye as well. You were absolutely beautiful, you seemed straight out of a greek deity painting and with your uniqueness Morax found himself doubting which one of you was the god and the mortal.

"Excuse me?" Your voice snapped him out of his trance and caused him to shake his head lightly. He didn't know why, but he couldn't say anything in front of you. "That's alright, hm, Dain? If you don't mind, would it be alright for you to leave us alone? I'd like to spend time with this lovely gentleman."

The man who was accompanying you seemed hesitant to leave your side, eyeing Morax apprehensively as if he was more than aware of who he truly was. "Alright, but be sure to call out my name if you need any help."

Morax took his seat beside you, and soon the both of you melted and started talking with each other. You both found yourselves enjoying each other's company, and unanimously decided that this meadow was going to be your spot now. You met him there nearly every single day, and when you couldn't because of your duties, you would send Dain just as Morax would send one of his adepti.

A little after you both met, Morax asked you to be his lover, and you were more than glad to agree. When you heard of his ascension to being an archon, you were delighted for him!

However, due to his ascension, Morax found himself slowly drifting away from you, purposefully avoiding you because of what Celestia had told him would happen if he didn't. However, he greatly underestimated your persistence and your love for each other. Despite knowing that he would most definitely outlive your mortal life, you embraced him with welcome arms.

"I'm glad we met." You kissed him that day, the two of you basking in each other's presence. Anyone could see that you were deeply in love with each other, if Morax's smile didn't say enough, that is.

"What's got you in such a good mood?" You laughed as Morax walked closer to you with a lovesick smile on his face.

"You, darling." Morax hugged you close and tight, as if he was scared that it was the last day the two of you were ever going to be in each other's arms. "I am so, so deeply in love with you."

"As am I." You sighed and leaned into his embrace.

You were happy.

But not for long.

You stared at Morax in betrayal as you held a fellow Khaenri'an's dead body in your arms. Your heart broke when you saw that he no longer acknowledged you as his lover, he was looking at you like some parasite that needed to be rid of.

"How could you do this?" Your words were said in a whisper, looking down as you couldn't stand to look at him in the eyes any longer. "After all that we've been through? I thought…"

"You thought." Morax held his spear tightly in his hand, begging himself to stop and apologize to the love of your life. "I did love you. I loved you more than I was ever supposed to."

"And how much were you supposed to love me?"

"I wasn't."

A tear escaped your eye as you were beheaded by your very own lover. When Morax finally escaped Celestia's tight leash on him when he was destroying Khaenri'ah, he desperately went through the ruins to find your body. "Where are you, where are you, where are you—"

He dropped to his knees at the sight of your head a few meters away from your body. He took it and desperately held it in his arms as if doing that would make it any better. That day, he mourned and grieved the loss of the light of his life.

To this day, it pained him to think about how he killed his own lover, and whenever he looked at his arms he's always tempted to chop them off as a payment for your blood on his hands. Not even dying would forgive him of the sins that he has committed at this point.

Zhongli would never forget the look of pain and betrayal present in your face when you saw that it was him and the rest of the archons disrupting Khaenri'ah's peace and wreaking havoc in the place.

He murdered you in the same place he first met you.

Turned your sanctuary into a bloodshed.

He was a terrible being.

"Forgive yourself. It's been years since the incident. I get it now, it wasn't your fault, my love." A hand was placed on his shoulder and he looked behind only to tear up at the sight of your smiling visage.

He blinked and suddenly you were gone.

That day, Zhongli once again shed his tears for you.

***

He placed a hand on the gravestone he made himself, smiling sadly. "You are right… it is time for me to move forward."

Your ghost smiled at the sight of Zhongli finally letting you go, before disappearing with the gust of a wind.

"I'm glad we met."

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