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mindless dreams (childe x gn!reader)

SALUTATIONS. mindless dreams

ADDRESSED. childe (w/ gn!childhood-friend!reader)

STAMP. in which childe always thinks of you, longing to meet you again after not seeing you for so long, only to find you at your worst state of all.

CONTENT. angst/no-comfort, mentions of violence, mentions of human experiments, dottore is his own warning, spoilers to childe's background and lore, grammar errors (?)

POST-SCRIPT. here's another angst story from me once again... im going after everyone now >:)

LINKS. masterlist \ taglist

For as long as Childe could remember, you’re always on his mind. 

When he was in the Abyss, his mind wandered back to you, wondering how you’ve been, whether or not you’re looking for him, and what your reaction will be when he finally finds a way to come back. 

When he was in the military training of the Fatui, his mind wandered back to you, wondering how you’ve been, whether or not you’d be proud of what he’s doing, and what your reaction will be when he becomes a part of the Fatui. 

When he became a Fatui Harbinger, his mind still wandered back to you, wondering how you’ve been, whether or not you’d be proud of what he’s doing, and what your reaction will be when you find out of his achievement.

Some of his wanderings are left unanswered, for he couldn’t contact you.

He reunited with you at last when he came back from the Abyss. You gave him the warmest hug he needed after going through so much for three months, only to find out from you that he’s been gone for three days. He didn’t dare to question the time, he’s just happy to finally see you again (even when you looked worried from how there is no light in his eyes). 

Since then, trouble follows where he goes. Of course, he always makes sure you’re out of harm’s way, but despite that, you worry for him because of how much he changed. You never brought it up though, you didn’t want to ask what happened to him when he disappeared, not wanting to face his wrath just like the other kids who picked on him. 

When he was taken to the Fatui and had to go through military training, he didn’t protest about it, knowing it’ll satisfy the battles he craved for so long. It breaks his heart that he won’t see you everyday though. That’s why he was so determined to get this over with as soon as possible!

The two of you constantly send letters to one another. You even gave him a small painting copy of you that was painted by a painter that your parents hired for your portrait, and he kept it in his person for life. 

It wasn’t until one day when you suddenly stopped sending letters. 

He doesn’t recall writing something that’d make you uncomfortable, besides rejecting your idea of visiting the Fatui headquarters to see him. Perhaps you were just busy…? 

As days went by, his worries grew stronger. Where could you be? Why haven’t you sent any letters anymore?

In a blur, time flew fast and Childe became a Fatui Harbinger. 

The first thing he did was to visit his village as soon as possible, wanting to see you again after so long. When he visited your home, all he could see was nothing more but an abandoned home.

His heart sank when he entered your home that’s full of dust and empty spaces. It’s as if you and your family never existed here… 

When Childe brought you up when he reunited with his family, they all refused to answer him, which frustrated him to no end. Why can’t they tell him where his childhood friend is? 

To this day, his family still didn’t tell him of your whereabouts. Either due to forgetting as to who he’s talking about (which he knows are just pretend), or due to the silence they give him whenever he mentions you.

He often imagines what could’ve been if you’re here with him now. He would’ve been happier than ever! He could imagine you running up to him whenever he comes back to his hometown from his missions, you writing letters to him with him replying back as soon as possible like old times, you loving the gifts he sent you while he’s away from missions, and overall, he imagines you being with him — be it as his lover or as his dear friend. 

He prefers the former though. 

There’s never a day where he reminisces the times he had with you when he was only but a child with dreams. Perhaps in his heart, you’re his dream. And just like how you disappeared in his life, so did his dream. 

However, deep in his heart, he has a new dream. He dreams to see you again someday, maybe when he’s traveling around Teyvat for missions and somehow encounters you by the bustling crowds. He believes that he’d recognize your brightful eyes and smile even if you look way different than what you look like back then.

To this day, he keeps the painting you gave him from your letter, often admiring it with a dreamy sigh.  

The day when he finally saw you again was the worst day of his life. 

Not even his experience in the Abyss could be compared to how he felt when he finally saw you… in the laboratory of the Doctor. 

Childe is not one to visit the lab of the second harbinger, but he regrets not visiting it sooner, especially when he looks at your tragic state now. 

There you were, sitting on a seat staring at the void. You’re wearing a fatui uniform, and despite still looking the same but older (and perhaps hollow), Childe couldn’t believe he’s staring at you. 

He refuses to believe he’s looking at you, his childhood friend and his first love. 

When he looks at your eyes, he sees nothing but a vast void that shows no light.

You showed no reaction when you saw him, you could only stare at him with no emotions. It’s as if you don’t recognize him at all.

“Oh? I see you’ve finally met my experiment.” Dottore says with a grin when he enters his laboratory and spotted the eleventh harbinger standing in front of you. “Meet Test Subject 01902, also known as my helpful assistant.”

The doctor didn’t notice the way Childe’s hands turn into fists when he hears his words. Test subject…? What did he do to you?

All this time, while he was dreaming to meet you again without bothering to look for you anymore, you were stuck with the terrible doctor suffering from his experiments with you the whole time.

He couldn’t imagine what Dottore had done that made you become like this.

“Peculiar thing, aren’t they?” The doctor asks. “I found them standing outside the Fatui Headquarters, looking for someone who goes by Ajax.” He explains, reminiscing the time when he found you looking for someone… For Childe. 

Childe could still remember that one last letter you sent to him.  You didn’t listen to his warnings when he said to not go visit the headquarters. You were actually visiting him, only to encounter that monster of a harbinger. 

Childe feels sick, still staring at you in horror and in devastation. He should’ve looked for you harder. He should’ve visited the doctor’s laboratory sooner. He should’ve suspected that something bad must’ve happened–!

“Poor thing accepted my offer to take them to whoever this Ajax is when it was nothing more than a lie.” The doctor suddenly laughs at the thought. “You should’ve seen the fear in their eyes when I locked them in my laboratory and began my experiment. They should thank me for everything. After all, they’ve become the perfect assistant anyone could ask for–”

Without another hesitation and word, Childe lunges at the doctor, his delusion sparks to light and he sees nothing more but red. 

Even if the eleventh harbinger somehow comes out of the laboratory alive, he knows it would do nothing to take back everything you’ve been through for the past few years. 

For as long as Childe could remember, you’re always on his mind. 

Perhaps this is what regret is.

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i feel like it is time to update my layout sdfhjsdfhg

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idk guys, thoma with filo reader????

Thoma just gives off magalang favorite apo vibes. you get me??? Like this man is the type to like introduce you to the family when you guys just got official. Also the type to call you sinta !! AND LIKE 100% coffee dates and probably is conyo

idk i just he is the perfect mestizo boyfriend

he would also go to UP or ateneo

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is there a demand for filipino reader x genshin character(s)? because honestly the urge to post a college thoma fic rn is just so aaaaaaaa

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seatmates. ( bitch, move over. )

how the genshin men would be seatmates with you. ( college au )

characters : xiao, ayato, kazuha, thoma, diluc, kaeya, cyno, al-haitham, scaramouche warnings : nil, all safe (-ω-)ゞ a/n : trying out a new format today! please reblog with tags and comments <3

xiao

xiao's the seatmate that's always there fifteen minutes early. he's consistent that way, as he's always on time. he'd always be found sleeping on his desk, earphones plugged in. he typically greets you, not unkindly – xiao's not one for morning pleasantries. it's too early for any of this. he is nice, though: once you cut through the ice, it reveals a man in need of subtle care and concern. he takes care of your work when you're sick, often making the detour to your house after class even though his apartment is in the other direction.

ayato

ayato's the seatmate that you can copy homework off of – if he lets you, of course. he's always seen with thoma during break and you're half-sure thoma is completing his homework for him, though. ayato would definitely lend you lunch money if you find yourself in need of it and might even bring you and thoma out for lunch if he's in a good mood.. oh, the things that people with money do. don't take advantage of him, however. the people who have done that in the past dare not to speak of their tale.

kazuha

kazuha's the seatmate that always has his homework completed, and he's also one that has good connections with the teachers. not quite a teacher's pet, but one that makes friends with the teachers such that he knows who would let him off from class early or turn a blind eye for when he wants to sign two people out of class that day... i wonder who it is. he brings you to his favourite places in the school when he's bored – it's often places that he knows are undisturbed.

thoma

thoma is the seatmate that is the teacher's pet. homework done on time, he gets to school early.. sometimes he gets second hand embarrassment when he remembers that he used to be the kid who told the teacher that they had homework assigned to them from the day before. he brings you gifts sometimes, too. one day, you came to class to find a few freshly plucked flowers on your desk. thoma is always seen hanging out with ayato.. wait, does he do ayato's homework too?

diluc

diluc is the seatmate that's also the class president. he's responsible for most of the class, and you can depend on him to bring assignments that are graded with full marks whenever the two of you have study sessions. despite his slightly cold demeanor, you know that he truly does care for his friends, including you. he reminds you of the homework (much to kaeya's chagrin) and will help you, in particular, ask for extensions on assignments if you need it.

kaeya

kaeya is the seatmate that can be pretty rowdy. sometimes, he crushes up his half-written piece of homework to aim at his head – only to be stopped by a soft glare from you. he does do his part in group projects though; but he'd much rather do it alone with you… he can be a joker in class, though — but we all know that once you tell him to stop, you mean it. and you haven’t quite said anything about it just yet.

cyno

cyno is the seatmate that likes to go by the book, except for when the situation calls for him to challenge it. he frequently comes to heads with al-haitham, but other than that, he doesn’t quite cause any problems in class. he’s always willing to spend his break with you though, often bringing homemade goods to share with you. he likes to study with you as well, since you’re one who he can depend on to study efficiently with him.

al-haitham

al-haitham is the seatmate that tries not to care about what’s happening around him, but will often end up intervening. sometimes, when kaeya and diluc get into a fight, al-haitham is typically the one placing a hand protectively in front of you in case things get out of hand. he’s good with sarcastic quips, often bantering with you but never letting anything reach the point of hurting your feelings.

scaramouche

scaramouche is the seatmate who's laid back. he's that student who strolls in a few minutes late – the teachers tolerate him, at most.. but he gets his work done, so it's fine. scaramouche never goes above and beyond when it comes to schoolwork. as long as he finishes his part, he doesn't really care about the rest of it. make the presentation as nice as you want, he's done his part and he's satisfied. don't expect too much out of him, he says, but you know that if you ask him, he'd do it for you.

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HI GUYS IM STILL ALIVE

so to defend myself from my far too long unannounced hiatus, well school just hit me like a bus. i recently (like 4 months ago) started my first year in senior high! and omfg senior high is no joke.

but thankfully i, kian, is pulling through and very proud to announce that for the first quarter i am top 1 of the class AND even the president in our classroom for the whole school year.

anyways- will be posting more frequently now because i have a couple fics stored in my drafts <3

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Yearning Home

❇ pairing: Kazuha x reader

❇ summary: He yearns for a home he strays away from. (Set when Kazuha was travelling outside Inazuma)

❇ category:  light angst

The poet sits upon a stone, admiring the starry-eyed scenery presented by the heavens. He is away from home, far from it. His bandaged hand reaches to the sky, a desire to touch the blanket of stars that stretched to infinity. Twinkling, blazing, beautiful.

Kazuha wonders if you could see this same night sky, your hands reaching up to the sky as you lean into your bedroom window in Inazuma. He wonders if you are actually in your bedroom at this moment. Have you decided to stay in Inazuma city, where he once was? Have you decided to become a traveler? If so, do you yearn for home as he does?

It’s a funny thought. Yearning. 

Missing something or perhaps someone. 

A wanderer like himself yearning for a home, yet straying far away from it. Possibly it’s because home isn’t a place for Kazuha, no, far from it. But alas, that is a dilemma for the ronin to worry himself about in another time.

And once again, Kazuha Kaedehara lifts himself up from the cool ground of his temporary resting place. 

And once again, he’ll wander.

And once again, he’ll find another time to yearn for you once more.

But he won’t go home. Not just yet.

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HSGDKJAHFK I JUST LOVE KAZUHA'S COLOR PALETTE and yes thoma was partly what reminded me of my blog actually!! the komore tea house was a big inspiration

give your mutuals a color and genshin boy/ girl you think would go well with them, or or, if this is easier, say what genshin character reminds you of them the most!

buckle up, moots! you're in for a wild ride! i've used a hex code color picker to choose your colors (and to kind of make it a surprise), so you can go to this website here, and plug in your codes!

🌹🌹🌹 @ataraxyystories : color: (B4EECD) genshin character: in terms of general vibes, probably sucrose or collei! although you remind me more of collei in terms of personality now that i think about it, because you're fun to be around and very passionate about the things you like! :3

@radishsoups : color: (EFD0FF) genshin character: kokomi! i think one of your earliest themes on your blog was kokomi-inspired. in terms of who i think your personality reminds me of,,,probably yunjin! i feel like you're very graceful and polite, but you have a cheeky side.

@kaneaken : color: (A149CE) genshin character: sucrose for sure!!! i feel like you're kind of shy (in an endearing way) but still very lovable! you also remind me of ei!!! for some reason i feel like you love sweets(??) correct me if im wrong

@albenyx : color: (F8D78D) genshin character: ALBEDOOOO because he's your entire theme. i actually sat for a while trying to remember what your theme was before you changed it (it was kazuha right??). in terms of personality,,,hu tao?? you give me prankster vibes (in a good way) and i think you know how to vibe with just about anyone.

@chamomileteahouse : color: (FF8364) genshin character: so we haven't talked much but kazuha!!! mostly because your whole theme is about him. i also feel like you remind me of thoma??? it's a long drawn out explanation i've made up in my head but i feel like since your theme is based on a tea house, and thoma is a great chef,,,it kind of just clicks, you know? plus his color scheme is red so i think it works.

@scarahours : color: (2A5BBF) genshin character: so we haven't talked much either but i instantly knew who i was gonna pick for you: scaramouche. literally because of the url. but personality-wise, i think you might be a chill person, but you don't like being provoked?? so because of that i think you might fit yelan really well.

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it's late here but hopefully i did everyone justice! love yall!

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contrary to popular belief, childe hates his scars. 

he hates the way they are painted on his skin, he hates the way that they stick out so obviously, pink and white adorning almost every part of his body.

and he hates the way they always catch your eye. you always tap your fingers whenever you're on dates together, eyes drawing the outlines and curves on his forearms.

there's never malice in your eyes, though. he's always catching you looking at him with interest, eyes sparkling with delight.

but he still doesn't like it.

there’s always a question behind your eyes, an unspoken tragedy is how childe views it. your curious nature makes him shudder, the way how your thumb stops rubbing his hand as you trace your finger against every ident in his skin makes his heart stop.

and he hates how he can feel your eyes on his shirtless back as he dries his hair with a towel. “what’s wrong, darling? like what you see, haha?”

his teasing tone was bittersweet, cocooned caterpillars of worry and anxiety formed in his stomach. your silence was too loud, and your footsteps seemed to be so slow.

it was so stupid, how a fatui harbinger could be so worried over a significant other’s opinion. he crossed his legs, you had such a chokehold on him.

he was expecting a question about them. why are they everywhere? what’s wrong with them? what’s wrong with you? he’d imagine you say.

but you just wrapped your arms around his waist. you clung onto him like a koala bear and stayed there for a moment, before placing feather-like kisses on each and every scar you found. 

his breath hitched. every kiss you placed on his back seemed to linger, your kisses stayed forever. it was overwhelming, but he didn’t want you to stop. his voice came off as breathless, heart pounding a little too loud for him to hear. “what… are you doing?”

“nobody ever kissed your scars better, did they?” you shrugged and continued kissing him. “i’m doing that now. i've wanted to do this for so long, ajax.”

the cocoons grew, and transformed into butterflies. not anxiety, nor worry, just pure love. he let out a breath he hadn’t known he had been holding and not his lip to prevent tears from falling.

he had been impaled, shot, stabbed, everything. there is not a single way childe has gone through hell and back. 

yet your kisses, so full of love and innocence brought him to tears. he inhaled and exhaled, letting out shaky breaths. his palms covered his eyes as he screwed them tight, refusing to let anything show.

he turned around and his hands met yours, giant hands clasping over small ones. he opened his eyes and they were so warm and full of love. there was with newfound sparkle in them that had electrified your heart. his smile was so sweet and intoxicating, dimples peeking out like suns on a cloudy day.

“you have no idea how crazy i am for you, do you?”

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鏡花水月. [MIRROR FLOWER, WATER MOON]

TO: @alatusxiaoo​ 

gemstone. ruby + xiao. 

genre/warnings. angst. female reader (but only to refer to their position). historical au. bodyguard!xiao. unrequited love. arguments. 

PART OF TEYVAT GEMOLOGY. 

The day of your engagement begins with the heavens pouring open.

The sky rumbles and rolls, the clouds cast shadows along the landscape of the palace but you remain at your seat by the window, feet curled into your skirt and watch your wavering silhouette in the raindrops. 

“Your Highness,” he says softly, “The maids will arrive soon to dress you. It is time to—”

“How many years have we known each other?” 

He pauses for a moment. It’s an odd question, considering the impeccable memory he knows you possess, but Xiao decides to humour you today. How many years has he known you? The two of you were so young when you first met that he struggles to remember a time when he was not by your side. As a child, you had been quiet — docile. Your smiles were calculated. Every laugh and flutter of your eyelashes held meaning. You weren’t the heir to the throne, nor were you the First Princess but you were the picture of royalty. 

Within the first year of becoming your personal guard, Xiao learnt very quickly that you hid behind a mask. That you were so much more than just the perfect example of royalty. You were bright and intelligent. And funny. You liked the sun in the morning but disliked the same warmth in the afternoons. The head chef once lost a bet to you and now sneaks red bean pancakes to your maid every night. You keep a record book of all the times he has won against your eldest sister’s guard. You liked the colour green because it reminds you of him. 

(He’s seen every act of your life, every piece that makes up your existence — Child, Daughter, Sister, Princess, Friend— and today he will bear witness to the final act: Wife.)

“I was assigned to you on the eve of your sixth birthday. You will turn eighteen in two moons— which means it has been twelve years.”

You sigh and turn towards him. “And you still will not call me by my name.”

His lips curl into a small smile and he bows to you. “To call you by your name would be treason— I would sooner see myself hanged before such a day ever arrives.”

He waits for you to laugh, to push his shoulder and snicker, to hop off the bed and call him to your side because ‘C’mon, it’s time to steal some lotus cakes from the kitchen!’ but all he hears is the pitter-patter of rain on wood and the growing silence in the room. 

“Your High—”

“Do not call me that!”

Somewhere outside, the sky rumbles and rolls. Somewhere outside, the wind howls between the trees. Somewhere outside, the wood on your pavilion groans and creaks at every thunderous roll. But here, inside, in this room, in the small bubble that is you and Xiao and your twisted features, Xiao hears nothing. 

“For once in your life, say my name!” you shout, hands clenched into fists by your side. You let out a quiet sob and bite your lips. He’s never seen you like this — shoulders curled into your body, your breaths coming out in short puffs as you try to calm yourself, to slip on your mask. Your voice is quiet — small. Docile. Like the six-year old he met under the light of the autumn moon— when you continue. 

“Say it, Xiao. Say it before it becomes someone else’s to say.”

“You’re not making any sense. Do you even realise what you’re asking me?” 

“All my life I have been bound to duty — To my place in the family. I am not the heir nor am I anyone with influence. I was born to be a pawn and I know I will die one as well. Changing my fate is impossible but I hoped…all these years I— I wanted—”

You take in a breath and Xiao watches the slight tremble of your lips. “You were always so far away. Behind me, in front of me, protecting me from the shadows — you were everywhere but the one place I wanted you to be. I knew I couldn’t ask forever but If…if we had time, if I could go back to when we were young and free and when nothing else but the bright sun in the morning mattered… could you have—?”

His chest hurts. His eyes burn. His legs feel like they would turn to dust in seconds. He watches your eyes, bright and beautiful and as endless as the day he met you, plead for some kind of answer. He watches the way you beg, the way every inch of you bleeds of hope and resignation and something he can’t quite put his finger on. 

(Love.) 

But Xiao understands the meaning behind your words a moment too late because your face falls and your eyes turn away from him. He reaches out to you, but the mask has been set. Your back straightens, your hands fold into your sleeves. Your lips, trembling not a second ago, set into a straight line. Your eyes turn distant. He can feel the weight now, bearing down on his shoulders. 

You brush past him as the first syllable of your name echoes into the silence. 

“The banquet is about to begin. My husband awaits. I trust you know of your duties.”

The chill in your words root him to the middle of your room. You are so close but he’s never felt further. The tassels in your hair sway when you move to the doors, and Xiao can do nothing but stare when you turn to look at him over your shoulder. 

“Do not fail me, General Alatus.”

NOTES. okay so like. i really didn’t realise this was your request zaly :sob: BUT! in my defense, i also didn’t mean for this to become angst >:( i genuinely wanted to write something wholesome and thought but here they are. fighting and breaking bonds. i also hope i didn’t butcher xiao’s character here but thank you for requesting ilu ilu ilu <33

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why does diluc have to worry about continuing the ragnvindr bloodline when im literally right here

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A chat

(Not ship) It's 3 AM. Kaeya and Childe have a lot of similarities regarding their family bond. I meant to make this Kaeya centric but Childe overtook my consciousness

Both of them are very persistent (on their own way) to keep bonding with their family despite the fact that they were practically cast away.

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to all the fic writers out there- whether you get 5 notes or 500 notes, 1 kudo or 1k kudos, no comments or 20 comments- please know how appreciated and amazing you are! fandoms are forever grateful for the continued stories and adventures, and none of that would be possible without you. thank you fic writers, we love you!

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—hurt/comfort, angst, breaking down

XIAO could only breathe.

Then step.

Breathe.

Then step.

“Breathe,” he stammers as he crouches down your height and holds onto your shoulders, “Breathe, please.”

He hated this. Hated when, despite all the strength that was given to him by his Vision, by his master, and even by you, he couldn’t do anything but just watch. Watch as you break in front of him, tears streaming down your eyes and breath turning shallow.

He was trembling the same as you were, eyes wide stricken, and throat dry, unable to speak, unable to do anything else.

What can he do?

His mind rattles on as he could only think back of how you’d always act whenever his karma finds its way to attack him and try to beat him, only to awaken at the sound of your voice and the coolness of your hand on his skin.

Only then could he breathe.

“Shh… shh, love,” he coos, trembling hands cupping your face, gloves discarded, his thumbs caressing your tear stricken cheeks and wipes away any tear that attempts to escape your already puffy eyes, “shh, my angel, I’m here.”

He watches with his gaze, observes whether you’d flinch from his touch or try to pull yourself away, only for you to lean more into him.

He pulls you into his arms by then—not too strong, too fearful he’d hurt you—“I’m here, I’m here,” he heaves out a sigh of relief once he feels the tension on your body ease down, leaning even further into him.

That was all he wanted.

He wanted you to breathe.

The same way you helped him do the same thing.

NOTES. i decided that i’ll probably post a few drabbles here and there while i also focus on answering requests. i couldn’t find a comfort xiao req so i went and just wrote one. i’m not feeling well today… and i almost announced i’ll be taking a break here. though i’m okay now… atleast, so most likely i won’t take a break. anyway, hope this kind of helped to anyone who needs it, because it did to me:)

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I WISH YOU WERE SOBER.

pairing — ?? x f! reader [ college seniors! smau ]

characters — albedo, childe, xiao, thoma, kazuha, scaramouche, diluc, heizou (prime kisser suspects) / hutao, ganyu, ayaka, lumine, venti (mystery machine)

synopsis — in which you were never really one for spontaneity or precipitous decisions, until you got yourself drunk at your senior year university party and woke up the next morning with the most dreadful of hangovers…along with a painfully distorted memory of a stolen kiss on that hazy evening.

(or, you’re fucked because neither you, nor your friends, have absolutely any clue about the identity of the person you somehow ended up kissing last weekend. and just when you’ve finally set your mind on unmasking who the mysterious individual is, all the guys around you begin to exhibit rather unorthodox behaviors.)

warnings — mentions of drinking, cursing

author’s words — hi huhu my first try with writing smau :””) would like to credit @ilkuni for all her amazing series and for the influence behind the style !! you honestly inspired me to also attempt in making my own hehe, i hope you’re having a lovely day >< and to @sohyuki !!!! the first person i bounced off the idea to, and encouraged me to go for it :(( this wouldn’t have been possible without that little push, so THANK YOU! ilu lots <3

note — displayed timestamps and dates on the photos are inaccurate unless there’s a specified author’s note. writing + uploading schedule will be sporadic. send an ask if you want to be added to the taglist!! <3

chapters with this symbol [❥] are set in texts or tweets whereas those in this symbol [✎] are written. additionally, chapters marked with this symbol [❞] will contain written flashbacks from the night of the party.

twitter profiles — mystery machine / prime kisser suspects

| i. save me ’til the party is over. |

❥ [ 01. ] shitty hangover ❥ [ 02. ] she threw up lmao

❥ [ 03. ] three hours ✎ [ 04. ] you did what?!

❞ [ 05. ] another drink ❥ [ 06. ] beside his car

❥ [ 07. ] reckless actions ❥ [ 08. ] unwanted implications

❥ [ 09. ] cross his name ❞ [ 10. ] bumping into strangers

❥ [ 11. ] rovers and bets ❥ [ 12. ] drink and drive

❥ [ 13. ] a genius idea ✎ [ 14. ] a…date?

❥ [ 15. ] it’s your spelling ❥ [ 16. ] is it over?

✎ [ 17. ] get away with anything ❥ [ 18. ] should we?

❥ [ 19. ] crash course ❥ [ 20. ] ice cream and movies

✎ [ 21. ] god knows ❥ [ 22. ] the standard

❥ [ 23. ] trending ❥ [ 24. ] i can do this!

✎ [ 25. ] find out for yourself ❥ [ 26. ] tba

| ii. kiss me in the seat of your rover. |

❥ [ ++. ] tba

✎ [ ++. ] tba

❞ [ ++. ] tba

| iii. real sweet, but i wish you were sober. |

❥ [ ++. ] tba

✎ [ ++. ] tba

❞ [ ++. ] tba

[chamomileteahouse]

omg... only 5 more to reach 100

[chamomileteahouse]

☄️༚.° !! relationship headcanons ◌

꒰ featuring ! ꒱ diluc, gorou, albedo, zhongli, itto, kaeya, xiao, venti, childe, heizou, dottore ?!

꒰ cw ! ꒱ cracked fluff, dottore being weird (again), slight mentions of bleeding, mentions of organs (dottore’s part) ?!

he accidentally bit your lip when you had your first kiss with him. worst part is, he has fangs so it made your lips bleed a bit. he kept apologizing profusely afterwards.

— ZHONGLI, gorou, xiao

once he was late for your date and when he finally arrived at your location, his hair had hair clips clumsily pinned all around and his face was full of eyeshadow and lipstick — turns out he babysat klee.

— ALBEDO, diluc, KAEYA

instructed his gang members to help him create a rap song, then he later dedicated it to you indicating his love.

— ITTO

had gotten drunk and unknowingly blabbed about how much he loves you.

— XIAO, childe, venti

tried to impress you by making a makeshift fan using his anemo powers but he added too much wind that it actually made him fly off his seat.

— HEIZOU, VENTI

at night you could constantly hear him talk in his sleep. weird thing is, he mumbles things like: the size of your liver, the color of your iris, etc. you can’t figure out what he’s thinking at all but go do your thing i guess???

— DOTTORE

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