THIS THREAD IS MAKING ME LOSE IT
(their twitter; their ao3)
oh god, can you make my heart stop?
hit me with your kill shot, baby.
i mean it, so serious.
- killshot, magdalena bay
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this one’s for you killshot anon (blows you a kiss) thanks for the brainrot i haven’t been able to stop thinking about enemies to lovers childe for DAYS
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pairing: childe/reader
characters: childe
genre: fluff?? idk what to classify this as
word count: 599
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The sound of your weapon clattering to the ground is an all-too-familiar one. Getting tossed to the ground has you gasping, the impact knocking the breath out of you.
“I win.” His goading voice reaches your ringing ears. “Again.”
You’re not sure how many times this is now, but you expect what happens next; Childe’s towering figure casting your own crumpled one into shadow. Every time, you get better. Every time, you think you’ll finally win.
Yet, every time, the bastard manages to beat you, that damned smirk never leaving his stupid, stupid face.
He prowls ever closer, and you can feel the thumping of his boots through the floor.
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YEAH YEAH YEAH
seeing normally composed characters just... snap and lose it.... that’s the good shit 😳✋ many thoughts..
the escaping one skfskdfjgdsf. i love when the powerful character tries to be all protective but the civilian character just.... does not need it. they might not be strong but they have other work-arounds. esp if it’s something totally mundane or a weird talent they developed??? idk i like when the ‘weaker’/normal one is still totally independent
*they’re in hiding after being chased* “i’m wounded; you have to escape! run! i can’t protect you..” “no, trust me i got this-” *whistles and the enemy runs in the opposite direction* “what.. how did you do that?” “i learned ventriloquism for a talent show in 3rd grade”
Anyone else have an unpopular love for "powerful character x civilian reader"?
It's just
So soft cmon
- ein
May I request bucciarati gang headcanons with a female s/o that is a maladaptive daydreamer which also makes it hard for them to focus? I'm like this and I noticed that I daydream much more often when my family's fighting again and I feel lonely and sad, because nothing's more comforting than feeling loved and comforted by somebody—even if they were not even real. I also sometimes talk out loud to myself during my daydreams and make expressions. This just got a little creepy...I'm really sorry.
Hey, daydreamers gotta look out for each other, right?
It's okay to have a bubble to escape reality, my beautiful gangster.
It's a bit of another stress for him.
But that's just because he's scared to lose you if you don't focus on the missions or don't listen to instructions properly.
When you're all together and he sees you stay in your corner, staring off into the distance, he just comes up to you.
He wraps an arm around you and kisses your head gently. He knows what you're thinking of.
"We're your family now, you don't have to think about the past anymore, amore."
He makes you feel so loved and so at home, you feel like a new life began for you.
Will be touchy with you if needed and his touches are so gentle and tingly, it makes you crave his presence and you immediately focus on him.
"Eyes on me, carina. Listen to my voice."
Yes capo.
He never judges you, no matter how much you feel like a weirdo. Still, he is a bit of a tease about it.
"Are you perhaps dreaming about me~? Now, don't be shy I'm just teasing you."
Surprisingly, he was a lot like this too.
Before he met Bruno, he was still tormented by the memories of his partner, and he still is to this day.
He realizes very soon that it may be a sign of PTSD and he wants to help you recover.
There's only so much he can do, but he's very down to earth, and know to bring you back the moment he notices that dull, dazed look on your face.
"Snap out of it, Y/N. You're with me."
Has convinced Bucciarati to let him be your designated partner.
Is always open to talk about what's making you feel so blue over a glass of wine, or any drink of your choice.
You get into a dissociative state and he doesn't waste any second putting his headphones on your ears, pulling you close.
You're pleasantly surprised to hear some alternative Rock music that's neither too aggressive, nor too soft.
Abbachio is a big comforting figure for you and he makes you feel understood.
When he learns about it, he is so intrigued.
He can be a bit dreamy too, but he's impressed by how easy and quickly you get out of focus.
He knows it can be dangerous on missions, so he tries to do something to make sure you keep your head in the game.
"Hold my hand and don't let go, Y/N."
He gives your hand gentle squeezes and if you don't squeeze back, he just squeezes harder.
He sees you frown and pout when you dream of something that is upsetting you and he makes flowers pop out in front of you.
He loves it when you jump and flinch, especially if you were talking softly to yourself.
"I love that distraught look on your face. It's adorable."
May or may not prank you by putting spiders and snails over your hands to wake you up.
He apologizes right after, but he still keeps on doing it.
Braids your hair until you wake up, surprised when your hair is a mess of african braids bundles and twists.
Super fun about it.
He knows it can be serious, but he is a big jokester about it.
Everytime he sees you don't pay attention anymore
"WE'RE LOSING HER, WE'RE LOSING HER, STAY WITH ME Y/N DON'T GO TO THE LIGHT. DON'T. GO. TO THE LIGHT!!!"
He is so stupid it makes you laugh and forget what you were even dreaming about.
If he's not there, Count on the pistols to come harass you and snap you out of it, because at this point, you might as well be their mom.
He lends you his gun and makes you practice shooting.
He swears it's to help you learn to focus on the target and stay still!
But that's probably an excuse to come behind you and hold you close to his body as he corrects your stance.
"Hmm? You know you shouldn't be so absent-minded around a man. Who knows what I might do to yo-owowow!! I WAS JOKING STOP HITTING ME OW-!"
True to his words. Will, and has kissed you when you expect it the least.
This boy won't ever leave you alone.
If he ever sees you distancing yourself from the group and look all gloomy, he will DRAG you to them, whether you want it or not.
Loneliness? With Narancia? Don't even dream about it.
"Huehuehue, get it??!! “Dream” ! Krrrrkrkkr Pffftt!! Hahaha!!! I'm so damn HILARIOUS!"
He is always finding new ways to stimulate you so you don't start dreaming off and lose focus.
You start looking off to somewhere and he immediately grabs your arm, telling you to rate his rapping skills or whatever.
"Hey Y/N, you want me to teach you a super cool choregraphy?! It's called Torture dance, check this out!"
He just won't shut up and comes right up into your face obnoxiously.
"Pay attention to meeeee!"
May not fully grasp the extent of your struggle, but he definitely wants to take advantage of it to cheer you up and make you forget.
Sometimes he leans against you and joins you in, cuddling mindlessly with you, dreaming in each other's arms.
At first he is so infuriated and frustrated with you.
Why wouldn't you just focus? You were even worse than Narancia!
But when he notices how solitary and quiet it makes you, he can't help but relate.
He doesn't know what to do, but he is a good teacher and he will make sure his students focus.
He may be a bit harsh on you sometimes, but inside he is so curious.
You are such an enigma to him, he wants you to share all the secrets lying in the depth of your mind.
You show him a bright smile, sheepishly telling him to repeat what he said, but he's just so desperate.
What's on your mind? What are you dreaming of? What lies beyond your silence? What could possibly be more important than the current mission?
He finds little exercices to train your brain into focusing more. He gives you puzzles to do and makes sure you don't give up trying.
He grabs your face and makes you look into his eyes. He doesn't let go until you get flustered and blushy. But he's proud that you're making progress.
"You actually did it, I'm... Impressed..."
If you complete a task without losing focus, who knows, he might reward you...
When you tell her you tend to doze off into daydreams, she can't help but wonder.
"Creative people and artists are big daydreamers! What's your thing, bella?"
Asks you if you draw, or dance, play music or anything creative, and if you do, she absolutely wants to see your work!
May join you with singing if you do something related to music.
She teases you a bit when she notices you're not focused and start making expressions.
If you start mumbling, she leans in close to listen to you, and joins in the 'conversation'.
"Girl, same. I agree, hmm. Hmm. Ugh, I know, right? Hate when that happens."
She doesn't even know what she's even agreeing or responding to, but just looking at your confused expression afterwards is a sight to behold to her.
If you happen to smile in your daydreams, she's in heaven. You just look so cute when you lose yourself, she wants to snap 20 pictures.
She comes up from behind you and softly blows on your ear to see your reactions and you surely don't disappoint.
"Aww you're blushing like a little rose!"
Hi! Can I request headcanons or scenarios about Childe and Kaeya(separately) reacting to this:
Reader : asks to be hugged
Childe/Kaeya: says something like "oh? You really want a hug from me?"
And then reader just says "oh, sorry. I didn't want to bother you" and starts leaving. Reader is just pretending, because he's tired of their teasing and wants it to backfire! He want's to see their reaction too! Hope this makes sense! Male reader. Fluff. Thank you!
This makes a lot of sense! Very fluffy, I love it :)
-asking this man for a hug fills his ego
-“oh? The pretty boy wants a hug from a handsome man?”
-smug man thinks he’s gonna see you flush when he smirks up at you
-Childe thinks he’s gonna make his boyfriend turn bright red with embarrassment but he’s shocked when he sees your reaction
-“then I’ll just go ask Scaramouch, since he’s ya know, a handsome man.”
-his jaw drops to the floor when he hears that
-“what do you mean baby? I’m right here??”
-look him up and down for dramatic affect
-Childe can’t hide his true emotions from you so it’s very obvious that he’s freaked out
-this man gets so giddy whenever you ask him for hugs
-any affection from his cute boyfriend makes him so happy
-except this time this smug cyro user decided to get cocky and tease you
-“hm? Asking me for a hug? You want me to warm you up? Just say so,handsome~”
-he was so confident that he would get a flustered yes and then pull you into a loving embrace,but no
-“well,with your vision it might be hard to warm me up...I’m gonna go see if Diluc is busy
-“HUH????”
-man is so shocked he literally throws himself at you and starts to beg
-he might even start to sniffle before you can explain yourself
An alternative ending to this. Where instead of walking out the office reader just fucks Childe
Horny jail rn for me right now
Pairings; Childe x reader
Warning(s); horny childe, hate fuck, not sfw, dom reader, lack of aftercare, swearing, orgasm denial, overstimulation, begging, degradation
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I know that 11 was done but can i request it with kaeya with a male preferance, and a male reader?
If it isnt to much to ask
11. Preferences; the character explains their usual preference in partners such as women or men
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- The tavern was bustling when you and Kaeya had came for a little bit of drinking. Drunken cheers and hearty laughter filling the place top to bottom. You stood close to Kaeya who easily made his way through.
"It seems all of Mondstadt had the same ideas as us," Kaeya chirps, gently pushing past people who stood around tables.
Kaeya leads you up the stairs. Although it was still a little full, at least the people up here stayed mostly seated, only a few leaning against the railing. Kaeya pulls out a chair of a far end table.
"A perfect spot." Kaeya sighs as he leans back into his chair. "I don't mind a little partying, but not every occasion I spend here consists of the same loudness."
You sat across from Kaeya with your arms crossed on the table. You could see down below of the bar with stools filled with men and women, the surface dirtied with spills and crumbs.
"Well, I'm going down to get our drinks. The usual?" Kaeya asks, already hopping of out his seat.
You nod with a smile, Kaeya flickers his own pearly whites and struts down. Once he's gone, you lean your head on the table, your cheeks burning.
You had hoped the tavern wouldn't be so full. You wanted it to have a nice, slow pace perfect for a romantic setting. It was a beautiful place at night if it has no ruckus, but what could you expect? The people here love their alcohol.
You sigh, leaning your chin on your hand when you look down. You instantly spot Kaeya's rich blue hair amongst the crowd. He's at the bar, and a woman has her hand on his back. Kaeya is smiling at her, chatting away while he seemingly waits for the drinks.
You and Kaeya weren't a thing, not yet at least, but you were trying to make progress. You weren't even completely sure of his type of guy. He never brought it up. You knew he flirted around with all types, but that's mainly for work; when he needed answers. What he does at work doesn't reflect what he likes in his own time, right?
Lost in your own thoughts, a tall mug is suddenly placed down in front of you. You jolt up. Kaeya laughs as he slides back into his chair.
"Did I startle you? My bad." He takes a swig of his drink. "It seems like your head was in the clouds."
You rub the back of your neck sheepishly, apologizing. Kaeya waves his hand.
"It's fine, but since it's just the two of us I'd like it if you paid more attention to me~" Kaeya smirks, a chuckle leaving his lips as he drinks.
Your face heats up. There he goes again, saying things that make your heart race. Did he find it fun to make you embarrassed? Or was there depth to his words? Your mind traces back to the women he chatted with. Your fingers tap your mug.
"Hey, Kaeya..."
Kaeya hums, his eyes never leaving you as your mind stumbles across your thoughts for the right words.
"What kind of women do you like?" You cringe at yourself. It came off too blunt, too nosey. Knowing Kaeya, he could definitely sniff out the intentions of your question.
Kaeya looks up to the ceiling, leaning back and crossing his arms. His eye seems to struggle, but his lips are amused.
"Hard to say. My attraction in the women's department has been quite hard to figure out. I've met some lovely ones though."
"So. Which do you like more?" Your voice came out a little weird, you were obviously suspicious now. Though, at this point, perhaps directness is better.
Kaeya leans in close, his elbows on the table. "Oh my, am I being interrogated?"
You take a long sip of your drink, letting it take over your senses. You release with a sigh.
"No, I just wanna know," you say, hardly even believing yourself. "I wanna get a little closer is all..."
Kaeya's eye shines. "I have some taste for women, but men have always been a little more of my flavour."
Kaeya suddenly reaches out, his hand sliding across the table until his fingers reach yours resting beside your drink. His fingertips kiss yours. His gaze never leaves you.
"Men who make me feel comfortable and free, men who can make me feel like I'm on top of the world again, make me laugh," Kaeya grabs your hand and brings your fingers to his lips. "men who can make me open my heart to them."
His lips kiss your knuckles. Your face was burning to the tips of your ears. Your mouth opens but you close it in case you say something stupid to ruin it. Although you felt embarrassed, your body was relaxed, his tender touch making you feel light.
"So, me?" You mutter, almost drowned out by the clinking of beer mugs.
"I just described my type, didn't I? It seems you match it perfectly." Kaeya purrs then releases your hand. Your fingers felt cold without his.
The table was quiet for a moment. You processed his words and your thoughts. Kaeya chugged down the last of his drink and wiped the side of his mouth.
"I'm going to get a refill." Kaeya stands up, patting the top of your head before leaving. "I'll be waiting for your confession, lover boy~"
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GOROU NATION WHERE U AT
I am so sick and tired of finding fanfictions that look interesting, and going in hoping for GN readers, only to be figuratively slapped in the face with a female reader. It sucks as someone who isn't comfortable with she/her pronouns or titles when you see that in a fic without expecting it.
Please just make it clear. I am so tired of getting excited by a fanfiction, only to be hit the face with a fem reader- there's nothing wrong with fem readers. But please, just make it clear. I'm tired of this.
gn reader // sfw // yearning and flustering aghh
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