Hi I’m a Genshin writer you can call me Angie. I am a minor. Emphasis on the minor part. I am Pan and genderfluid and I use any pronouns. I am filo so don’t expect my grammar to be perfect
[REQUESTS]
What I will write:
Fluff
Angst
Comfort
Suggestive
Headcanons
Scenarios
And anything else I am comfortable writing
What I WON’T write:
Smut
Incest
Pedophilia
Or anything I am uncomfortable writing for
[DNI AND BYF]
BYF:
I will maybe have slow updates either because my inspiration is not hitting me rn or because of school or personal problems
DNI:
Homophobic
Pedophile
Supports incest
Supports problematic creators or topics
Racist
Islamophobe
Or any type of person who discriminates on communities
Write y/n x childe! I want to eat him vore style. Y/Nx Childe, Vore!
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MUTUALS LOOK AWAY FROM THIS 😭😭😭😭😭😭
Childe's eyes are blown with nothing but love for you as he looks up at you, from where he's kneeled on the ground. he swallows, blue eyes following your every movement.
you cup his face, looking at him with eyes that he never fails to get lost in. "ajax.." you whisper, "are you sure you're okay with this?"
he lets out a shaky, almost inaudible breath. he was nervous. but he trusted you. "yes," he breathes. "I'm ready."
you nod slowly, and Childe stands. he closes his eyes with a smile as you open your mouth. he carefully climbs inside, not wanting to cause any damage to your throat, or you, in general.
you gag a little once his arm reaches down, but that's okay. this was for the best.
at least, you hoped so.
you gulp as you feel him climbing down your throat. he was in your rib cage, now. it felt so warm, so... so right.
he turned his head, and saw the beating of your heart. he didn't want to touch it, but his hand reached forward anyway, and the tips of his gloved fingers caressed each vein and lump. it was beautiful. and all his.
he snapped out of his trance once he felt your stomach gurgle, and started descending further down in your body. then, he was met with the pit of his stomach. it was even warmer...
you sat there, with a belly full, and in content. you felt something poking your stomach from the inside, and you peaked open an eye, seeing a small bulge in your tummy. it's where Childe's head lay.
"are you alright?" you ask, which sends vibrations down to where he rested. he pat your stomach twice, and you smiled upon seeing the bulges. "good.."
"I'll keep you safe in here," you swore, rubbing your swollen stomach. "I promise."
and you get a bulge in response, as he pressed his hand against your stomach. you smile, placing your hand on top of his.
Last time you checked the clock it was 11:40 but now as your lover came in the door it was already 3:45.
You came out of your shared room quietly to be greet by Albedo who wasn’t expecting you to still be awake, he jumped a bit when he heard your voice “Finally my pretty boy’s back.”
You could tell the nickname flattered him by the pink hue on his ears “‘M sorry for keeping you up dear”
‘Dear’. He was the only one who could you that, and now you can finally claim a nickname for him ‘pretty boy’. Endearments only you two could call each other, small things no one can take from the both of you.
You slowly approached him by the door side “what took you so long pretty?” You asked him in a hushed voice “Not much really, I just had to finish some research that Lisa needed for the new section in the library, though I could’ve done it at home” ah yes Lisa planned for a new section the library and asked Albedo to do some pieces.
“Have you eaten yet?” You asked “Nope, I wanted to finish the papers early” you expected it so you strolled to the kitchen to heat up some food “it’s not healthy to be restricting bodily needs you know.” “I know, but Lisa seemed persistent that I submit them before the deadline so I had to.” Of course, Lisa was the type to rush things even if it didn’t need to be.
After albedo ate and washed up you both returned to your bedroom. It was always so hard for you to fall asleep sometimes so you sticked some glow in the dark star on your ceiling so you could stare at something pretty most of the time, but now you get to stare at your pretty lover.
| Scaramouche |
Dates with Scara were always so nice no matter where it was, whether it was going out or just a home date it always felt so special from the last.
Today you planned a movie date in your apartment, unfortunately rain had to sweep in. You got worried, wondering where your lover was, did he forget? Is he just running late? So many questions ran through your mind.
But your bubble was bursted after hearing continuous knocking and ringing from your door, only one person you knew knocked like that, your pretty boy, who was all soaking wet from the rain. “Yo loser, sorry I was late, got caught in the rain” he apologized, still standing outside the door “Are you gonna come in or do you want me to shut the door?” You replied jokingly “Shut up” he replied in a sarcastic manner. After drying him off and changing into some spare clothes you always had for him in your bedroom, finally getting to set up on your bed to get the date started.
“You wanna know something?” You asked while picking a movie to watch “No” he replied coldly, but the way he was snuggled in your chest said something else “Aw, is my pretty boy angry?” With the pet name slipping out your mouth his head darted up to look at yours, clearing caught off guard “Wha- No im not! Just.. nothing. Just tell me.” He laid his head back down the hide his flushed face, you could feel the heat on his face. You guys had a fun night for the most part, cuddling, talking, laughing together was enough, He was enough.
| Kazuha |
Quiet time together was a serene activity you both shared once in a while, Kazuha was writing while you were painting, painting him. It was a painting of him, it was a picture of him near a lake from one of your “adventures”. Although it felt like you couldn’t capture the true essence of his beauty, to him it was one of the most beautiful things he’d seen in his life. Well he wasn’t supposed to know that yet. He took a peek when you took a break, it wasn’t a big canvas but it was almost done though, he admired the scenery, the reflection in the water, everything was so.. captivating.
Although his viewing was interrupted when you walked back in, even if he was to awe struck to take his eyes of the painting, let alone to notice you came back. “Wait- you weren’t supposed to see that yet..” you said shyly, the surprise was ruined, it was supposed to be your 1 year anniversary gift, “Why this picture though?” He asked, tilting his head in curiosity “well.. I just thought you looked pretty, thats all.” You answered, but it had a deeper meaning, that day was the first time he said “I love you”, the first time he kissed you.
“Really? You thought I’m pretty..?” He asked, pointing to himself “Of course I do, you’re my pretty boy after all” You admitted, seeing a faint blush on his face from your claim. “Yours? I like that” He kissed your cheek before laying his head on your shoulder, you set aside the canvas and other art materials in order to sit comfortably with him, it was quiet, warm, and serene. It was love.
the sky was colored cerulean, with minimal puffy white clouds floating about in a snail-like pace. it's a beautiful day today — perfect for picnics in the park with family, perfect for walking about the cemented sidewalk with no particular goal but to feel the fresh breeze kiss your skin…
perfect for a wedding.
"say, ayaka, how long do you think their vows was for each other?"
ayaka, who had started her day banging her fist against the varnished wooden doors, stops to look at you incredulously. "dude, i'm literally trying to get us out of here. don't be so pessimistic at least!" the banging resumes, with two fists this time. "i'll get you out of here, okay? just wait, and you'll get your speak now moment!"
you didn't laugh. much less reacted, really. your eyes hold no light, and it's jarring seeing the contrast against the sunny day, almost as if the universe is making fun of your miserable state.
"i wonder what color his suit was. i think he looks rather dashing in white, then again i also think he can pull-off any color."
ayaka sighs, walking towards you with heavy steps. she crouches before you but you don't spare her a glance. "don't worry, yn, okay? we can—"
"if you do get us out, i want to fly back home. maybe all of this is sign that me and ayato were just never meant to happen. we're from two different worlds. after he graduates he'll be the president of a company, but when i graduate i'll just be some clumsy intern who works 9 to 5 and doesn't get paid half as much as the hours i put in."
ayaka feels a spark of irritation in her nerves and she's never want to slap some sense into you as much as she does now.
"yn, listen to me. what are you saying? don't give up yet—"
"coming here even made you fight with your grandfather. i don't want you to fight with your family."
"no," ayaka retaliates, stubborn. "first of all, you are more than what you think, yn. i genuinely don't think i would've survived college nor would i even be as mentally strong enough to even run as president! i am where i am now, because some god or deity above gave me an amazing friend. grandpa… needed to get that reality check that times are changing and he can't dictate what his grandchildren should do anymore."
you're silent, and ayaka would've thought you weren't listening if not for the glint of tears building in yours eyes.
"this is just so fucked up," you whispered. "i didn't even get the chance to explain. he got married thinking i never returned his feelings, and that's what hurts me the most."
"hey, hey, the ceremony won't start in…" ayaka looks over her shoulder on the small digital clock by the bedside table. "no less than three hours! we can still make it so don't speak like all hope's gone. just help me bust down this door and we can hail a cab, the venue isn't far from here so—"
"earlier this morning, while you were still sleeping, do you wanna know what your grandfather said to me before he left?"
truthfully, ayaka doesn't. "what?"
"the ceremony started this morning, at 9AM. they changed the time and had informed all the guests three days ago — except for you. he said he knew his grandchildren, and honestly? i think he really does…"
ayaka wants to pass out.
"…considering he knew ayato wouldn't spend a night in a room with the girl he's forced to marry and that you'd fly here with me to soil his plan. he knew everything. he caught ayato, and ordered him to text aoki that he was staying here when really, he was at another hotel. ayato's will is already broken down. your grandfather knew your brother won't run away, that he had no other option but to accept the marriage. while you, on the other hand…"
so that's why you looked lifeless, like you want to raise your white flag and fly back home tail in between your legs.
the first tear rolls down your cheeks. ayaka didn't want to imagine what you felt, of a love stolen away before it began.
"timecheck: its 12PM, and i've given my context. so answer my question, how long do you think their vows was for each other?"
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summary — it was only recently you found out kamisato ayaka was, in fact, not an only child after all! seeing ayato for the first time gave you the severest case of the butterflies but according to ayaka, he’s off limits, especially to you as her most treasured friend. well, what she doesn’t know won’t hurt, right?
notes — a wild rosie appears... and dips again for the next 5 mos /j
