the Harbinger hums absentmindedly, hunched over his desk. ink stains his hands as he writes, a mound of unfinished papers and forms piled before him. the worst part about being such a high rank, he always grumbled to you, was that his subordinates needed permission for EVERYTHING, and that meant a deluge of paperwork for their poor superior. his pen nearly tears a hole as he signs his name for the umpteenth time, a hand raking through his coppery hair with a faint scowl.
you sigh, crossing your arms and leaning against the doorframe, just watching for a few minutes.
"Childe."
still nothing but an idle nod, scratching his signature into the parchment and setting it aside. your head tilts, contemplating- then a knowing smile blooms on your face, lacing your hands together and clearing your throat.
"Ajax."
you swear that his ears physically perk up as he whips around, eyes glimmering with a light that only shines around you. the pen and papers are quickly forgotten in favor of twirling you around in his arms, both you and Foul Legacy huffing in relief as Ajax squeezes you tight, burying his face in your neck.
"Yes? Yes? You need me?" he's grinning impossibly wide, your beloved, bloodthirsty Harbinger of the Abyss.
|| sidenote ; he's grown on me significantly... i don't think i used to like him that much but NOW. i do. (ps. i don't support what's going on with hoyo. read more about it here .)
「U n t i t l e d - Fatui Harbingers x reader 」 part 4
you've worked on the underground district ever since your mother passing. Not knowing who your father was, you didn't have anyone to support you but yourself.
You took the same job your mother did, save a part of the money you earned for emergencies, and only payed for your necessities.
Danger has already been part of your life ever since you were born. Life could've been more meaningless but you lived out of spite. You wanted to beat the hell out of your bastard father and ask for all his wealth as a compensation for his unpayed child support and your mother's passing.
However none of that mattered since a new door opened right in front of you dangling a tempting offer, you just couldn't resist.
content warning : grammatical errors and typos, deep throat, oral fixation, fellatio, kissing, nsfw, name calling from the Harbingers,
Note: maybe y/n's a bit of a slut sometimes. Here's the long awaited part 4 featuring childe! Next i think we'll have dottore. I'll have to check the poll just in case ahaha
part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4
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The Harbinger plagued y/n's mind every night.
It wasn't her first and surely wouldn't be the last. She had met countless men who approached her with similar intentions. A gift in their hand and a good guy feat displayed just for her, hoping for a night with her or perhaps claiming her entirely. It was part of her work but it never got her to indulge her worldly desires.
But he was different. His demeanour was far from those she had met; she knew at first glance she didn't have the chance to win or break loose. It didn't feel like he was the one who wanted her rather it made her feel like she needed him to satiate her lust. Compared to all the men she had met, he gave an ominous aura even with his gentle facade. A dangerous trail to tread and yet it felt so electrifying and sparked synapses in her brain that itched her brain to find out and if he were to take her at that moment, he would've.
Y/n had washed her face to freshen up, and tried to forget about what happened. She went to the kitchen and looked for something to eat. Upon opening the fridge, right in front of her were the donuts given by the Harbinger and one of the donuts being half eaten. Now it makes it even harder to forget about it.
It took her one night contemplating whether to eat it or not, assuming it was filled with poison or some kind of substance. Many have done that and with the kind of person the Harbinger presented himself she had the right to doubt his offering for the sake of her safety. In the end, temptation had taken over and had her taken a bite.
She expected to at least drop dead like snow white and only to be awakened with a true love's kiss, perhaps like how the Harbinger had kissed her. True to herself, the Harbinger's demeanour wasn't the only thing that kept her awake at night. She figured the Harbinger wasn’t that lowly to attempt cheap tricks like that, perhaps he would’ve done something much more but with the way y/n sees herself she didn’t think the trouble would’ve been worth it.
The donut tasted less than what she had expected. It was as if it already lost its flavour because she had left it in the fridge for a night before falling into temptation. Cold donuts turned out palatable but nothing too bad. Nevertheless, the donut never had the suspected substances in the first place. In the end, she figured eating donuts and hot chocolate in the morning could at least lessen her expenses. Plus, finishing it and throwing the trash might help forget everything sooner.
As y/n eats her breakfast while watching the local news, there was a knock on the door. She wasn’t expecting a visitor at all and yet someone had come to see her. A chill ran down her spine, anxious to answer the door, y/n lowered the volume from her television. A series of knocks was heard from her door repeatedly. Fast soft knocks weren't heard too clearly further from her door so she walked closer, careful not to make any noise or sign of presence.
Could the knocks be..... morse code?
There was only one person who could’ve done that but it wasn’t like it’s not possible for strangers to come by and do morse in hopes for y/n to deceive.
Listening closely to the series of knocks, she noted in her head:
A-X….. A-J-A-X
Ajax? What’s he doing here? I thought he went on a trip. He shouldn’t be back by this month…. How come he's here….? Why is he here?
“Милая*, open the door.” The voice called out. "Let me in, please. I've got a few stuff I bought and I thought you might like 'em."
Y/n opened her door halfway and peeked in and Ajax smiled at her sweetly, a bit awkward but sweet.
"I thought you won't come back until next month." Y/n said, looking at him confused and surprised. "And what's with all of this stuff? Don't tell me you're staying here again 'til your next expedition."
"You know me so well! Now let me in."
"No."
"And why not?"
"I'm busy." Y/n hoped it ends there. "And I haven't cleaned up…"
"... I'll help you clean up…!"
"... And I'm naked…"
"... Doesn't look like it... and you know well enough that'll never stopped me."
"...."
"Now, open. Please? Open the door for me, girly? Sweetcheeks? Darling? Come on, my hands going numb from carrying all this heavy stuff are you gonna let me in or not?—"
Y/n had closed the door, not letting Ajax finish, then the locks on the door clicked. Unsure what had happened, Ajax stood still holding his presents with his hand as they slowly turn numb.
"Are you coming in or not?"
Struggling to open the door with his hand occupied with heavy plastics, Ajax surely needed assistance. Moments passed and y/n couldn't take the ruckus he had been doing with her door, y/n opened the door halfway letting Ajax to just kick it open.
"I knew you couldn't take seeing me struggle."
"You were pissing me off."
Ajax went and dropped the plastics by the kitchen table and stoob behind y/n as she continued to eat her breakfast. He leaned down and wrapped his arms around her gently, trying not to restrict her too much from eating, and placed his head beside hers.
"You didn't miss me?"
She didn't respond.
"I missed you." He kissed her lower jaw then her check. "I even brought some stuff I thought you'd like. Got some food, heels, new clothes.... lingerie."
Ajax sighed as she still didn't look like she was paying attention, her eyes clearly glued to her phone as she ate. It seems like to him his words aren't even heard. He looked over to her phone screen and saw paragraphs after paragraphs of a document from her email and before he could analyse everything y/n had turned off her phone.
"So how much do I owe you?"
"Huh?" Ajax was still in the thought of the document, seeing her plate she had already finished. "Oh, it's nothing! Free of charge."
Y/n stood up and faced him, making Ajax release her from his embrace. Though still a couple of inches shorter, she stared him down and repeated her question.
"Odd enough for you to not charge me anything. Change of heart or you'd request something different?"
"Come on, girly. What do you take me for?"
She tried closed the distance between them as Ajax backed away leading him to clumsily sat down the couch.
"A weak man."
"That's a bit harsh. Didn't know you think of me that way." He gave an awkward smile as he watched y/n drop on her knees in between his legs. Her hands trailing his thighs as he puts his hand up unsure what to do next. "Y/n..... Милая."
"Yes?" Y/n continued and unbuckled his belt, slowly unbuttoning his pants and pulling down his zipper. "Use your words, Ajax. You know what you want."
"I—" He placed his hand on top of hers yet she was quick enough to pull out his flaccid cock. "Fuck- your hands are cold!"
She smirked then proceeded to slowly stroke his cock, her eyes looking directly to his troubled face. Not long after, she opened her mouth and licked the tip then sucked, earning a shaky moan from him. She circled her tongue around the tip then dragged it down to the base. She used her hands to continue to stroke his cock while the other played with his balls.
"Archons— fuck, y/n. I really-"
Unable to finish his sentence from the stimulation he's in, he struggled as he kept repeating the same words over and over, hoping she'd stop... even when he hated getting blue balls after.
"Please- y/n, I mean it. I mean it just please- stop— fuck!"
Y/n cut him off by surprise by taking all of his cock, the tip reaching her throat. Even when she's gagging from deepthroating, she couldn't help but to continue. She had placed both her hands on his knees to keep his legs open as his thighs were already twitching from the stimulation.
"A-ah! Y/n, please, stop. I can't— we can't," Ajax wanted to push her off but the moment he removes his hand covering his mouth to muffle his moans, it'll be over. He knew that if he couldn't keep his voice down, y/n wouldn't stop until he's spent. Although he might have already known y/n knew how much he's struggling to keep his voice down. "I really just— oh f...uck, i really just wanted to give you a gift! Free.... of cha-charge."
Y/n pulled away from his cock as Ajax had finally got to relax himself for a while. Her eyes looked at Ajax's as she pulled herself up and leaned in his face, leaving a little bit of distance between their lips.
"You mean it?" She asked, slyly snaking her hands back down his cock, holding it gently.
Ajax moaned from the touch and nodded then she dragged her up to his stomach to his neck and cupped his face.
"I'm sorry, Ajax." She gave him an apologetic smile, then gave a small kiss on his nose. "But you're so hard right now. I wouldn't want to leave you hanging after what I did."
"милая, don't worry about it. I'll be gone sooner or later. I could just—"
Y/n stopped him from talking by pressing her lips to his. The taste of donuts and coffee and himself welcomed Ajax as they made out.
As their lips steal each other’s breath, y/n started taking off her pyjamas leaving her with only her top.
"You don't wear any panties to sleep? Naughty girl."
"Take off your pants. Now."
She sat on top of him as soon as his pants were off, her pussy just below his aching cock. She grabbed his hands and placed them on her chest allowing him to grope her boobs as she grinds on his cock. Sweet moans escapes her lips as he grunts from pleasure.
Ajax took it upon himself to remove her remaining clothes leaving her naked on top of her.
"Fuck."
Ajax couldn't help but to laugh a bit, realizing he might've need to take back his word from not fucking her at this very moment.
"You make everything so difficult, милая, you know that?"
"Really? All I know is that you like it. You like this."
"Well I know for sure you're gonna like this."
Without warning, Ajax had already started fucking her. His cock slipped inside her so easily as her pussy had been wet from the start. He had grabbed a hold of her ass as he pulled her up and down his cock earning a series of moans from her.
* милая - honey, darling, sweetie
"Pantalone sure loves taking his sweet time with everything." Dottore complained.
"And you can't just walk around with blood and whatnot splattered around your clothes and expect people to leave you alone."
"It's past midnight, Pierro! And I clean up nicely." The Doctor yelled. "It's not like there's that many people walking around at night, they'd be better off asleep. Even if there were people, they could care less and be on their way."
"And you can't bother yourself to look nice for once?" Another voice joined in. "Apologies for being late, I had to take care of some matters."
"You're just in time, Regrator." The mask man, mentioned everyone to gather around, arms placed on each other's shoulder and all.
"No offence but we look like a bunch of idiots like this." Dottore muttered.
"Come on, don't be so negative! It's like planning a scheme like one of those kids from TV shows." Regrator beamed.
"You're right. This isn't working out." Pierro excused himself and stepped away from the circle, making everyone else follow.
"Zenith is still open, I assume. Let's head there." Pierro turned to his right, facing the masked man. "Would that be alright, Capitano?"
"I suppose that would've been better than a while ago." Capitano agreed. "I just wanted a reason to get close to you all, that's all."
Capitano's confession had him get a weird stare from Dottore, an amused reaction from Regrator, and Pierro could've been more stoic.
On their way to Zenith, it was proven true that there weren't many people around. Some didn't even bat an eye towards them, no matter how Dottore was boisterous enough to be heard for a few more blocks, and even more with Regrator arguing with him.
Pierro had opened the door for everyone to enter then entered last.
"What's with the dim lights?" Dottore called out of the blue. "Are you all about to close or something?"
"Good morning, gentlemen." A man from the counter greeted. "Excuse us for setting this type of environment. We're not usually expecting customers at this hour but you may use our backroom in the meantime."
"There's a backroom at Zenith?"
"Yes, sir."
"Ain't it enough to settle here?" Dottore pointed out.
"I made reservations just in case." Pierro answered. "Precautions."
"Right this way gentlemen."
"You know, until now, I'm still baffled how much time we've invested time for this whore." Dottore said with a hint of surprise in his voice. "How could one bitch like her be useful to any of us when we could just take one— or her, torture to confess, then just dump the bitch somewhere."
"That whore you were talking about has connections with the Ragnvindr." Regrator talked back. "We might as well as keep her as bait."
"Ragnvindr?— oh, OH... doesn't ring a bell."
"That kid who took down most of our strongholds. I believe he didn't even had his vision back then and he took on a suicide mission. Surely, he and Childe would get along. Possible but unlikely to end in good terms."
"And what's bait going to do us good if that Ragnvindr kid hasn't been showing up to Snezhnaya?"
"Well, if you used that big brain of yours, you could've also thought we'd know everything about that Ragnvindr kid."
"What information could you even get from a whore like her? How good he fucks her all night?"
"That's enough!" Capitano firmly said. "From the data gathered by Regrator, she's been living low-profile. If she had the chance to meet and get along with the Ragnvindr, then she's much more to use than anyone in Abythòs."
"She's had connections with the Ragnvindr for a while, I'm sure she knows something a lot more than what's happening in Mondstat. Perhaps even a whore like her could be of use to us." Regrator added.
"Which is?"
"I did a bit more digging. This person had an extremely low profile in Snezhnaya however I've found that outside, numerous people had come to know her. An incredible fighter and healer."
"Perhaps she was a factor to how that Ragnvindr kid managed to survive."
"Perhaps." Pierro replied. "Whatever and whoever she may be, we'll need a plan to take her to come with us."
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Ok but.... imagine welcoming home Childe from the trailer.
That meeting took so much energy out of him that by the time he's back home, he looks arguably colder.
You watch as he takes off his heavy ass coat as you peek down the hall.
But when he sees his darling waiting for him, Childe immediately softens a little and a small smile appears on his face.
"Hey love," he says, arms already open as you join him in the doorway.
You hold him tight, pressing his head to your chest as your hand strokes his fluffy orange hair. You know how tiring it is to put a mask on.
Childe melts in your embrace, savouring the warmth and comfort his beloved.
Words of comfort and encouragement come out of your mouth as you soak eachothers presence.
Childe never told you what happened, as he usually does when it came to his post as a Harbinger. But that didn't stop you from picking up what he needed.
Later that night you spoiled him as much as you could.
Even when you were focused on making him a special meal (he wanted to make dinner too but you insisted you'd take care of it) you made no move to shrug of Childe who kept draping himself over you, instead trying your best to return the affection
At the end you two ended up falling asleep on the couch, Childe hugging you like a Teddybear as his head laid on your lap.
Hahdjjdkdkd Childe my bby!!! 😭😭😭 After watching the trailer I just wanted to give him a big fat hug which is basically this LOL. I have another version of this in my head where the relationship is mainly platonic but with romantic undertones. I don't know if I'm gonna post it though. Lemme know what you think
While Childe's court case has been quite criticized due to its blatant lack of logic, there's something I noticed doesn't really get mentioned in relation to Fontaine's legal system.
Usually when you're accused of something, your lawyer's job is to make sense of why you didn't do it. However, in Fontaine, in both Lyney's and Childe's cases, the lawyers had to prove why someone else did it.
That's not how it works at all! Anyone who knows shitfuck about law or has an ounce of common sense would know this!
And I think it plays into Fontaine's theatrical vibe very well. It can't just be a court case, it needs to be a comeplete play. Only when the real criminal comes to light can the story be ended, so if you're a third party that accidentally gets accused, well good luck because you're guilty until someone else is found guilty.
