Please come up with your own ideas- don’t borrow from mine. if you’re inspired by my work I’d loved to hear it. I’ve noticed a lot of people who follow me are indirectly taking from my works and rewriting them in their own style/for their own benefit (especially on twitter). This is something that I feel conflicted about If you do that I only ask that you please reference me at the beginning of your work.
May I ask for cuddling/general PDA hcs with Venti, Childe, and Kaeya? Thank you for taking the time to read this; make sure to stay hydrated ^u^ ❤
affection headcanons.
-> venti, childe, kaeya ; gn!reader
-> fluff ; headcanons
-> no warnings
a/n: i need to write something, so i hope these headcanons will get me out of my slump and inspire me a little more. enjoy!
Venti’s love is sweet and subtle. He’s lived a long time and seen a lot of grandiose gestures from man couples, but he prefers the gentle, small things that reassure you that he loves you in his own little way.
He absolutely adores holding your hand. When you first start dating, he’s not really sure of your boundaries, so he tests the waters by linking just your pinkies together. You hold his finger a little tighter after he does this and it makes his heart absolutely swell. It’s just become a small thing of yours- Venti is always touching your hands and holding your pinky. It makes for an easy transition to fully entertaining your fingers if something happens.
That being said, Venti is very protective. You’re his s/o, and he’s going to do everything in his power to make sure you are happy. If even the smallest thing upsets you, he’s about to fight it. You can tell how he’s feeling about a situation on how he holds you. Pinkies together, he’s happy. Hand holding yours, he’s a little on guard. Hand squeezing yours, look around. He’s probably glaring at something or someone who has the potential of ruining y’all’s day.
Alone, he’s clingy.
Loves loves loves loves to back-hug you. You can be doing absolutely anything and Venti is going to sneak up behind you and wrap his arms around your waist, resting his head on your shoulder and pressing kisses against your neck, cheek, or shoulder. Anywhere he can reach, really. He won’t let go until you turn around and hug him back.
Childe actually isn’t too big on PDA. He’s still a Harbinger and he’s got a reputation to uphold. He’s not going to really make the first move in public, but he won’t turn you down if you want a kiss. His affections are a little bigger than Venti’s, but they’re rarer.
His most common form of public affection is an arm wrapped around your waist. This only occurs if someone looks at you funnily or he’s feeling especially clingy that day, so you bask in the attention. You absolutely melt if he ever presses a kiss to your temple while holding your waist. It shows Childe’s more possessive side that you adore and he gets the satisfaction of subtly letting everyone know that you’re his.
In private, he likes to cuddle. It’s taxing being a Harbinger and Childe loves nothing more than to come home to you. He’ll either drag you to the couch or the bed and lay on top of you. He buries his nose in the crook of your neck and practically begs you to play with his hair. It’s his favorite way to just unwind after a long day of Fatui work and he wouldn’t trade it for the world.
Childe is 100% the one to rest his hand on your thigh during meetings if you’re also a Fatui member. You two always sit together and he’ll just rest his hand on your leg if he’s bored, rubbing his thumb into your skin. Sometimes, you’ll join your hand with his and he’ll play with your fingers, or you’ll switch it up and put your hand on his knee. Play footsies with him under the table and hope that La Signora doesn’t yell at you when she notices.
You are Kaeya’s and he’s going to let everyone know that. His affection is proud and makes you feel like you two are the only people in the world, even when you’re in the middle of a crowded Mondstadt. This takes a while to happen, though, because I imagine Kaeya to actually be pretty cautious and shy when you first get together. He just wants to make sure he’s not doing something wrong, so he saves the public affection for when he knows your boundaries and rules.
He won’t really hold your hand or your waist while you’re walking together, but will walk very closely to you to the point that he’s constantly bumping shoulders with you. Sometimes you have to snatch his hand and hold it so that he stays an okay-distance away, but he’s still practically walking on top of you.
If you’re standing still and just talking to someone, he might come up behind you and give you a little back-hug, resting his chin on top of your head and joining in on the conversation rather casually. As if he wasn’t clinging onto you like a koala. Jean usually just rolls her eyes, Lisa gushes about young love, and Diluc seethes just because it’s Kaeya and he doesn’t want the cryo user ruining a perfectly good conversation.
Alone, he’s always got to be touching you. It does not matter where or how or when, he’s got at least a finger on you at all times. If he can’t do that, then he’s constantly talking to you and as soon as he’s able, he’s holding onto you again. Even like, sitting and eating dinner, he’ll try to pull you onto his lap. He can eat like that, he promises. Sometimes you can’t help but give in. He’s charming, and you love him, so it’s practically impossible to have any self control when he’s this sweet. He even clings to you all night and wakes up if you ever move out of his grasp. Again, you’re his and he’s going to do everything in his power remind everyone of that, even you.
Bennett, having been adopted by all the men in the Adventurer’s Guild, calls anyone “dad” that he perceives as acting paternally toward him. He started using it for Diluc after the older man gave him some lessons with his Vision. Diluc panicked over it (“I’m only 21, how am I supposed to parent this kid???”) and asked the Dads that Bennett lives with for advice. They told him to be a friend before anything else, and now he makes it a point to drop by every few days with groceries & stuff and ask Bennett how he’s doing. Bonus: Kaeya has been one of Bennett’s dads ever since the kid joined the Adventurer’s Guild and likes to tease Diluc that he was first. He’s also fiercely protective of Bennett since he knows firsthand how important adoptive family is and will do anything to make sure Bennett knows he is loved.
head cannons for when someone flirts with their darling. very slight nsfw and umm spoilers about Zhongli’s identity?
Characters: Kaeya, Zhongli, Xiao, Childe, and Scaramouche
a/n Hey everyone, thank you so much for all the support you have shown towards our blog! We were planning to publish A Rose Made of Chains Ch 6, but I have really been struggling with stress and depression recently. To make up for that, I have written some Genshin Impact HCs and want to share (I’ve never written for Genshin before so don’t bully me lmao). Let us know if you enjoy and would like a part 2 for the women (tell us if I forgot any characters, I just wrote who I simp for the most), anyways send in requests please (it’s taking some time for me to do them, but I promise I started quite a few)! Again, I’m really sorry for the inconsistent upload schedule. I’ll try not to let it happen again, I’ve just been having a really bad two weeks and Valentine’s day did not help LMAO.
☄ short note : did i just wrote a self-indulgent fic around midnight and can't hold it in because i love this man so much? yes, this may be my first time writing a drabble for genshin so, go easy on me :'D
You came home, exhausted. it was a bad idea of yours to take five commissions at once but, you simply can't help it, as your lover says;
I can't skipped an opportunity to pass over my limits.
Then, you snapped your thoughts off, not liking the thought of him seeing you like this but, too late.
He arrived at your doorstep, already frowning at the sight Childe was presented with, you were a beautiful mess to his eyes, hair sticked over from upwards to sidewards, accompanied with bloodshot irises, how could he just scold you?
"Uh, welcome home?" You said nervously, Childe walked over and immediately engulfed you in a hug, snuggling his face to the side of your neck to enjoy both of your warmth and scent that he missed.
"What's wrong?" He pouted at your question. "Can i not hug my amazing and beautiful girl?" You blushed at his response. You being his, it's illegal for him to be so sweet, wrapping your arms around his neck to hug him back. "However, what happened to what of you promised to me?" He whispered to your ear, tone dropping a bit deeper, you only gulped.
"I just want to help the people, Childe." Trailing of those words, the ginger boy smiled, he had always knew you're a kind person ever since laying his eyes on you, one of the reasons he fell for you and felt the need to protect you more. Childe never liked the thought of people taking advantage of your kindness.
"I know you do, i can't be there for you all the time, who knows what would happen if you pass out?" He was right. Childe has to do his Harbinger duties of serving the Tsaritsa, making him spend less time with the person he loved, much to his dismay. He would always make it up by showering his love, affection, and gifts to you.
You were immediately shushed by him before you could apologize, holding a finger close to your mouth. "Let's go outside, i heard from Mr. Zhongli said that your worries could dissapear just taking a walk. I know that you and i are tired but, please?"
"Okay." He cheered at your reply, who could say no to that face he was making just now. He moved his face close to your ears and whispered something that made you lose words, opening the door outside.
"What are you standing for? Let's go, or...are you looking forward to it?" Childe asked, his eyes became cold of a sudden.
"I-i'm coming." Silently cursing yourself for stuttering, he laughed at this and said it was just a joke. Your worries were already long gone, because just being with him was enough to forget everything, it was you and him all along, against this world.
Ignoring everything of your burdens within, you wished that this moment could last longer. You didn't realized you gripped his hand a bit harder, which resulted of him pulling you closer, not letting go of your hand.
Looking up above the skies, the sun was falling, you glanced at him from the corner of your eyes and saw how it perfectly contrasts his hair that you want to run your hand too, eyes deep as the ocean that you will never look away at, your mouth was agape a bit on the view you are beholded with.
He wasn't looking at anything you are looking at because, he was staring at you and you only. God, if you were only aware of how you take his breath away every single time, it was worth it to see that damn smile, he would also like to thank Zhongli for this.
Childe swore to protect his little and innocent sun, if someone ever laid a hand on her? Well, they won't see the light of the day again, probably.
thank you for reading! imma make a room for announcement that i will be organizing my blog again since i have now also started writing for genshin, so my masterlist for it is currently a work on progress and uh, probably everything i guess~
rie’s note : aight, here’s part two since everyone enjoyed it, i didn’t realize this’ll be a short series of mine hehe. and ohhhh, look who’s added in the mix, did i wrote a character that we barely knew of? yes.
characters : venti, childe, scaramouche.
pairings : venti x gn reader, childe x gn reader, scaramouche x gn reader.
genre : fluff.
warnings : spoilers from the game.
summary : how do their eyes react when they see them and what do they see in yours?
irises mini-series - pt. 1, pt. 3.
gigantic, emerald, and forests are his irises.
they usually swam in joy, singing of his praises to the skies above. in every word he sang, passion was dripping into it, accompanied with his lyre that he brings wherever he went all of the city of freedom.
none knew that he was once a tiny spirit, on those days were mondstadt was ruled over by the cruel god of storms. in the boy’s honor, he took over his body, saying poems in him all over.
somehow, this man never fails to annoy you.
once he sets his eyes upon a certain someone, he’ll accompany you throughout the day. actually, cross that, this tone-deaf bard will make you drag along with him angel’s share, just how many can he drank?
it ended up with him, yelling that he had the best wine he ever had, and that people should appreciate it more, how troublesome he is. diluc could only sigh, as he fill up more of the bard’s tab that he had yet to pay.
though when he started poetically mumbling confessions to a person, specifically, you, one is confused than ever, when he gazes over you sincerely.
at this point, you don’t even know if he’s drunk or feigning over it, perhaps your heart may have move a bit.
thrilling, dark, and lakes are his irises.
not a single soul has ever noticed, how lifeless are his eyes, every emotion that he felt, were they true or a lie for his assigned task?
many had feared for him inside the battlefield, way different from his fellow harbingers, he faces his prey head-on. outside of his fatui duties, he was a caring man that’ll do anything to protect his family from harm.
he’ll show up in the most random places of where you are.
the reason? the harbinger would state that he’s ‘bored’, which made you suspicious of him, that he completely understands as everyone would be too.
his mind would always drift to the images of you, smiling, laughing, and those eyes of yours, they were breathtakingly beautiful that reminds him the starry night sky way back his home in snezhnaya. home.
the voice echoed in his mind, he shouldn’t feel these emotions that could get in the way for the way of victory in the organization.
they gave him hope, those previously lifeless eyes, lighten up, constantly seeking more.
intense, sharp, and the darkest of the seas are his irises.
don’t get fooled by his innocent looks alone, no one would like to mess with the balladeer of the fatui, piercing any person’s entire being.
if you ever plan to take the matters in your own hand, don’t. for one will receive consequences and wrath by his hands alone, even if he is small, you know what they say, small but terrible omg, i am wheezing, let’s get back to the story.
crossing paths with him at the most unexpected places.
he asks, more like, demands your company to be with him, along the lines of being an order from him, lefting you no choice but to go with the flow.
the small man enjoyed being with you. sadly, that he won’t admit neither he planned on saying it for the sake of his pride, he can’t properly put it words. your eyes reminded him of the sun.
he was aware that he acts cold against you, they didn’t seem to mind or question about it.
unaware that his cheeks had a reddish hue on it, thinking of how adorable you are.
rie’s note : of course, we could not forget our shorty adeptus and the boomer geo archon lol. thisll be the last part of my mini-series, i did not expect that writing this would get me to 400 followers. so really, thanks y’all for sticking with me till the end, i honestly don’t know if i should do a celebration of my milestone, but we’ll see about that!
characters : xiao, zhongli.
pairings : xiao x gn reader, zhongli x gn reader.
genre : fluff.
warnings : spoilers from their lore.
summary : how do their eyes react when they see them and what do they see in yours?
irises mini-series - pt. 1, pt. 2.
enchanting, warm, and amber are his irises.
straying away from the mortals walking all around the harbour, residing in one place inside the inn.
not the most well-known among the adepti, but thousands of years ago, he was manipulated by an evil archon, to kill the innocent lives of humans against his own free-will under his hands.
you’d often drop by to the inn to visit the adeptus.
a man of very few words, you’d always talk to him how your day went, never forgetting to bring him some almond tofu that was handmade by yourself.
of how carefree your voice it is, everytime you talked about your adventures, there is a lace of excitement to it. his usual stern expression faded, only replaced with a look of longing towards you as you babble on. now, appreciating the flavor.
however, doubts crept up to him, regarding of his past, was he capable to love at all?
he’d shooked this off, the past is in the past, and he wouldn’t waste any chance given to him by the geo archon.
majestic, rich, and golden are his irises.
currently a consultant walking amongst the largest crowd of people in the streets of liyue, doing his own job.
eldest of the seven, he had seen how the world undergo many changes as time passes by, under his watchful eye. and one day, he heard of someone on duties, were his duties already done before.
sometimes, he would invite you out to take a stroll with him.
expect him rambling on when you ask a question, be it the history or meaning behind any objects that seem normal to the common eye as you listen him.
your eyes would light up in amazement, learning things of you never heard before. when one talks about rex lapis so badly, you’d proved them wrong and correct them with what you learned from him.
he founds himself drown into you, it was something he had been seeking for such a long time, his face crepting up a small smile at his thought.
you were that one person he had been searching for his entire life.
request : Childe x Aventurer reader? Reader is a bit rough around the edges (comes off as cold and swears) but is secretly a softie and likes to collect stories about different towns (like urban legends and old history/town gossip)
rie's note : i made this into another hc and putting a bits of changes on how i usually write as a try, i hope y'all don't mind since i've been severely lacking on writing hcs, hope that y'all enjoy and like it~
summary : they say people build up walls, scared they might get hurt, but someone from the fatui is determined to break them down and maybe, become closer than ever.
warnings : cussing, inappropiate words.
the first time that the fatui man met you was at the streets of liyue, being cornered by a group of thugs.
it was unlike him to save someone, but he decided to observe from afar.
with your bare fists, you singlehandedly beat them one by one. the men you have defeated lay down the ground, absentmindedly staring at them before your eyes lifted up to see another person.
he find it hot.
your eyes turn colder, as childe walks toward you.
"what are you looking at?" you said, glaring daggers at him as he held up both of his hands. "you, miss." rolling your eyes at him as he had a ridiculous smile on his face. "not like i need help from you, especially from some fucker in the fatui."
ever since then, childe became very interested towards you, your eyes gave no light, as if you were dead inside don't we all, okay i should stop skxkjs that it became a mission of his to atleast see you smile.
this man kept appearing at the most random places in most random times, he finds your colorful dictionary amusing.
fuck, jesus, bitch, idiot, dumb, stupid and the list could go on.
overall, he bugs you almost everyday when your on way to completing your commissions, childe would even drop his duties and passes it over to someone else when he sees you.
you find his company very annoying, he was so loud and too cheery that your eardrums could explode from his voice alone. you despised it.
"[y/n], wait, your telling me that the guizhong ballista was made by gishong?" you lightly giggled at little liu due to her pronounciation.
"that's so cool! does that mean, she has a vision too?" the small girl as. "i can't say she has one, she wasn't very strong, unlike morax who fights, she was knowledgeable in the field of architect and mechanics." liu frowned, and smiled right of what you said of her.
"ah, traveler! you had been telling stories from the past and it's my turn to turn to tell you something!" clapping her hands together, she whispered something on your ear that made you nearly cursed under her breath. jiayi came to pick up her daughter and thanked you, giving the rewards of your final commission.
a familiar oranged-haired man slided a sit beside you, surprised that you know alot regarding in history, though he'll ask you about that later, since your well-being comes first. "you motherfucker." the palm was placed to your chest, steadying your heartbeats from him appearing and probably, of what the little girl said.
"ouch, you didn't see me the whole day and that's what you greeted me with?" childe feigned a hurt expression, which made you rolled your eyes again, a small smile lifting up to your lips, causing childe to look at your side profile, eyes in bewilderment.
"you look like an idiot ogling over something." the smile, still placed on your face. "what if i am?" he asked, tone deeper than you ever heard before, you gulped, he sighed. "when will you ever say my name." childe, realizing that the words slipped out from his lips.
"in your wildest dreams." you said, not bothering to give him a glance, staring at the cloudy sky, confused as ever on the change of subject, deciding not to pry further.
"do you hate me?" childe asked, not expecting the question that your mouth opened and closed. "i never said i hate you nor like you." you responded, his hand caught hold of your chin, denying you from looking anywhere else but him.
"then, will you hate me if i did this?" not expecting the sudden change of his persona, his face went closer to yours, leaving a soft peck to your lips.
"w-what the fuck did you just do."
your voice that carries coldness, became so low and a stuttering mess, he smirked. "did i made you finally fell for me?" cheeks reddening as your index finger traced over your lips where he kissed at. "your a jerk, asshole, go to hell and burn in there." he laughed, melodiously that your heart moved, pulling the colar of his shirt, smashing the both of your lips to each other, before hearing something that his world stopped spinning.
"i love you too...you asshole, childe."
maybe, his company wasn't so bad at all
oh and, what caused you to nearly cursed at what little liu said a while ago?
"they say if a man and woman keeps meeting each other, it means they're fated to be together!"
ah, who would have known something superstitious would come true, and childe successfully completed his mission of melting your cold heart that he is proud of.
summary : you don't want him to find out the "ugliness" that lies beneath your body, then he showered them all with love.
rie's note : not me having a childe brainrot right now, actually i think of him every single day, but shhhh. no one requested this, i just feel so damn soft for this man, a self-indulgent one at that too so, i hope y'all enjoy and like it~
warnings : mentions of blood (not that graphic), slightly suggestive (stripping, implied), anxiety.
Sighing for the umpteen time of the day, you gazed at your hands that you are rising above, bruised from fighting on helichurls and treasure hoarders that has gotten to your way, one still has seeping through the blood with a large bandaged wrapped on it, your body was aching in pain, that every step you took was enough for you to go in agony.
Many of your friends seemed to haven't noticed your dissapearance on the past few days, not days, weeks, which you are glad, not wanting the thought of them learning of the news and barging in to your home to ask for your well-being.
You can handle this, right?
Apart from that, you never want them to see the secrets that lies underneath your body, clenching your fist as you fight the tears that are threatening to come out from your eyes.
No, you weren't right, you need him.
But you don't want to cling desperately to him for attention. Childe has always been a busy man, collecting debts there and there, looking for trouble at that too, he never fails to make you worried for him, he once offered you to live with him, you denied his offer, ending up with the thought that you'll drag him down.
Standing up, you walked over the mirror of how unsightly you looked, no one knew the reason of why you wear so many layers of clothes, but none asked, afraid that they might cross a boundary of someone's personal space, everyone will be disgusted once they saw it, you just knew it, even he would be too, as much as you hate to admit it.
Someone unexpectedly came barging into your door uninvited, immediately hiding both of your hands behind your back, it was that one person you were longing for, he appears exhausted. Childe must have run on his way to see you, guilt came crashing in waves. "Where had you been?" He asked worriedly, both of his hands were on his knees, rapidly exhaling.
"Today's my day-off!" Laughing fakely at him, he groaned. "Don't you know how worried i was?" Childe said, there was small anger in that tone of voice. "I'm sorry." You murmured to him silently, realizing he came out harsh, he apologized. "I'm glad that you are doing fine." He smiled, Childe's eyes were betraying him, you were hiding something ever since he arrived, you weren't showing your hands.
"[Y/N]." His slightly stern voice called you, heart dropped from hearing it, innocently looking up at him.
"Show me your hands."
You felt the colors drained from your face, it was stupid to even try hiding it away from him, he'll always found out in one way or another. His heartstrings were pulled on how distraught you looked, hesitantly, you lifted your hands, looking away.
Gently, he grabbed hold of your bandaged hand, Childe undo the wrapped bandaged, falling down the floor, seeing this many scars, his ocean eyes darkened. "Where and who did this to you."
His tone scaring you. "I-it's nothing."
You stuttered, laughing languidly soon after. "It's very ugly, isn't it?" He didn't reply, his thumb caressing the top of your palm, not saying anything, the silence was killing you, after those few minutes of the unending stillness, he kissed your palm and every fingertips that brought tingles to your body, dropping your hand.
Expecting that he'll walk away from you, he didn't and instead, he removed his black half-gloves, showing that he too, has one and may be worst than yours, calloused.
"There's more, isn't it?"
Nodding reluctantly, you turned away and removed your large shirt, his eyes widening at the large claw mark that the lawachurl lefted that is located in the middle of your spine, you started whimpering, left with your undergarments.
The cold air hit your skin, making you shiver at it's contact.
Shuffled noises of a clothing being removed made you confused, before you could react, he pulled and hugged your body to his exposed chest from behind, comforting you as he sung a lullaby back from his hometown, you turned around and saw him.
Gasping at the sight, the tears you were holding in starts to fall. "You idiot, you should take care more of yourself." Voice muffled through his chest. "You mean, we should take care of ourselves better." He chuckled, patting your head.
"And to answer your question, no, they aren't ugly."
"They are still a part of you, i would love every single one of them, it shows how brave you are of going through this, your friends wouldn't think that too, they'll accept you fully because you are still you, and that's what made me fall for you."
"I have them too, and i'm honestly proud about it." He added, with a smug look on his face, successfully breaking of the moment, you punched him gently. Childe chuckled, he was happy that he get to see you smile. Regret came washing to you again.
"You must have been busy, i'm sorry that i worried you, you didn't have to come fo-" Your words were cut off with him kissing your lips softly, causing you to stutter. "Stop apologizing or i'll kiss you more." He said, pulling you into his arms with your body behind his back, with a pout on his face, giggling at how childish he acts.
His mouth starts kissing every scar on your back, from your neck as it trails down. "Your tickling me." You mumbled embarassingly. Childe started attacking your sides, resulting you to laughing more, pushing him a bit too strong that he brought you along with to fall on the ground, pulling your face to his chest.
"Why, am i not allowed to show how much i love my sweet [Y/N]?" He glowered. "You can." You said, looking up at him, his eyes became something that you couldn't comprehend.
"Oh, be careful of what you say, girlie, otherwise i might do something else." His tone was husky, deeper than usual, you tilted your head in wonderingly, pinching his ear, he groaned in pain. "Your such a perv."
"It can't be help when i'm with you~"
He said in a sing-sung voice. "If you weren't my boyfriend, i would have thrown you out of the door.
"That's so mean!" The both of you laughed in joy together, remembering that you still have to cook food, you tried standing up, only to be pulled back and arms wrapped more tightly.
Taking the silent message, you made yourself comfortable to his embrace, with complete love and adoration to their eyes, basking the warmth of another as, absentmindedly tracing his large wound and kissing it in return from what he did earlier.
If it weren't for Childe, you would have been hiding in fear of what others thought of you, learning to love yourself more because of him, each person has their own imperfections but to his eyes, you were perfect, and he'll do anything in his own power to remind that he loves you more than anything in this world.
rie’s note : i was supposed to write this yesterday, then my body and brain really said “no♡”, that i ended up falling asleep, might make a part two of this for the other boys, but who knows, i also hope albie isn’t too ooc here :’D
pairings : diluc x gn reader, kaeya x gn reader, albedo x gn reader.
genre : fluff.
warnings : spoilers from the manga/story quest.
summary : how do their eyes react when they see them and what do they see in yours?
irises mini-series - pt. 2, pt. 3.
vast, ruby, and volcanic are his irises.
often holding blankless eyes, as he minds his own business on wherever he went and whatever he does.
the loss of his own father figure, that one person he’d swore to make him proud, became like this. everything he had planned, was broken on that very day, he can recall as if it just happened yesterday, nightmares hunted him ever since then.
settling his eyes on your figure, those eyes glow every single time, bringing life to his.
a campfire in those eyes that burns brighter with your accompany, the heart that he shielded from everyone, was broken down by you, yourself.
seeing the innocence in them those small pupils of yours, warmed his, those barricades that he built, were broken down by you, again.
he didn’t mind nor did he try putting the bricks back up, for you unknowingly break them down as many times as you can.
welcoming it with open arms, he let them down and absorbed every single piece of you.
icy, sapphire, and atlantic are his irises.
one can never tell what does he actually feels, his voice alluring all of people in mondstadt, he isn’t the ‘the top candidate for grandson-in-law’ for nothing.
always founded sitting at the tavern, in the time where most people should be asleep, drinking wine. eccentric, way different from his stepbrother. never once speaking a word of his background nor past.
when he sees you with your friends, he founds himself sauntering his way to yours.
he enjoys making you flustered on the smooth-talking way of his, making you throw a couple of soft punches to his chest.
though you never saw the way his eyes gazed towards to yours of the way it sparkles, too occupied at your actions.
oh, if only you weren’t dense, he’d be willing to maybe open himself up more.
finding more pleasure in teasing you, implying that he may want to be more than friends.
logical, calculating, and oceanic are his irises.
life revolving around alchemy, looking for the truth and meaning of this world everyone live in for so long. exploring every scientific possibility, with the assistance of the two of his apprentices, timaeus and sucrose.
often in the snowy mountains of dragonspine, rarely had he talked to people as he is too invested on his experiments. if there was a topic that didn’t catch his eyes, he’ll become cold.
when his green-haired assistant brings you in, he founds you…endearing, in a strange way that he couldn’t put a word off.
the blonde finds his way of often asking for your help, finding you a very fascinating person to be with.
his younger sister, klee, who had a habit of causing trouble every now and then, he would scold her for being reckless. and there was you, comforting her with gentle eyes that affects something in him.
dozens of many questions flash through his mind, what are these feelings is he experiencing?
finding it strange, he sought more for it, maybe with your help, he can puzzle these together. he’ll also sketch lots of images of you.
aaa can i request a character analysis for childe? ;0;
I’ll try my best to keep this brief. this also isn't proof read :')
Character Analysis: Childe/Tartaglia/Ajax
Let’s start by his introduction. Childe is introduced to us when we need him most, saving us from definite arrest. This indicates he was watching over us, as he himself pointed out later on. Now that allows us to analyse his way of thinking a bit more. He is swift, analytical, the perfect predator if you will, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. We couldn’t have denied his help even if we knew who he was, and he definitely took that into consideration.
Unlike many within the fandom, I wouldn’t call him manipulative: I’d still keep it at analytical. You see, manipulators have a perfect way of ‘guessing’ their victim’s response. Childe is unable to do that, but he makes up for it by creating different plans/excuses in case his initial one is thrown out of the window. A ‘true’ manipulator would also have the ability to detach from as well as fake their own emotions, which Childe cannot do. Explanation bellow.
Childe is very in-touch with his emotions, not referring to love for all of you hopeless romantics, but emotions such as anger, excitement, irritation, stress etc. This can be supported by the fact Childe can be easily tempted by battle. It excites him as we later on learn, through advancing friendship levels, battle is one of the things he learned to do from a very young age, when he still went by the name Ajax. Therefore, we can assume he enjoys activities he knows he can excel in. Typically this sense of security comes from a source of insecurity, and this is where his character becomes more complex.
As many have pointed out his eyes have no ‘light’ which at first glance could indicate a tragic past, which doesn’t have to be the case. Though such points can easily be debunked when one reads his story. Regardless, we can safely assume, basing this on his obsession of Protecting Childhood Dreams, someone ruined his. Maybe he was used, maybe he lost himself in the meantime and now that he has reached the age where he has to protect his siblings, he doesn’t know what else to do other than use himself and whatever is left from his ruined childhood. Childe is someone who considers pain as an everyday thing, having to come in contact with reality at a very young age. It’s almost sad, but not to him. He feels- well nothing. He’s just left guessing half the time. I’ll add more on this in the epilogue. Adrenaline is his best friend though and that’s all he needs. He was lucky enough to use his ‘skills’ from a young age, and I think that’s were his sense of pride comes in. It’s one of the only reasons he’s proud to be a harbinger.
Now let’s talk about anger and panic. Watching both the expressions on his face during his story quest and the frantic movements of his hands during the Golden House fight, it is obvious that once things go out of hand Childe loses his cool, whatever that ‘cool’ is. This point can also support my previous point regarding him not being manipulative. He is unable to fully predict outcomes, and sometimes even half-asses his guessing games. He has to pay for it however, and he knows it fully.
SO so far we have: analytical nature, creativity, protective, prideful, self-sacrificial, organized (poorly but we’ll make do) and obsessive
Ajax was a boy with dreams, Tartaglia is a protective older brother, Childe is a man who wants the world in his hands. He wants to give the world to his loved ones because in his mind, happiness can only be achieved when you have everything. Enter spoiling-your-family to this belief of his. He is ambitious, but if he keeps rushing like this he’s bound to trip over his own two feet. And if he keeps this up… I’m quite sure nothing of him will be left. He likes trouble way too much for a 20 year old with issues.
Regardless, he has found light within the traveller, hinted by his brother’s words. And I’m sure he’ll be one of the characters we’ll be able to heal in regards to trauma and such in the distant future.
For the daydreamers who want to help him in your own mind, offer him security. Not pity. In order to find himself again he needs to see himself in another person, to find his twin, and once he analyses and understands them, I’m sure he’ll know what to do with himself.
