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if it wasn’t for the nights!

🏹 08. drunk dreams and hangovers

It was the morning after, and you were perched on a barstool pulled up to the kitchen counter, eating breakfast. Though a raging headache was beating like a bass drum in your head, you soldiered through, not wanting to attend class on an empty stomach. In near silence except for the click of his door being pushed open, Scaramouche circled around to the fridge, opening the door and grabbing some sort of energy drink.

Shirtless. Opening the fridge door, grabbing something, standing in front of you while completely nonchalant and oblivious to the fact that he was shirtless.

You watched the way his muscles flexed under your gaze, and before his eyes could meet yours, you feigned a look of disgust, scowling at the boy.

“Could you at least put a shirt on while I’m eating?” You pleaded, and Scaramouche slightly smirked, twisting open the top of the drink he had gotten.

“It’s not my fault you can’t handle it.” Scara simply shrugged, taking a sip. You tried to peel your eyes away but you watched intently as he pulled the bottle away from his lips, wiping away the excess liquid that dropped on his mouth. Your eyes fluttered into a lidded gaze, being able to hear your heartbeat in your ears and the tension in your skull.

“Hm.” You only hummed, feigning innocence this time. “You’re right… I can’t.” You cooed, watching as his smug expression slowly faded into one of confusion as you slid off your barstool, closing the distance between you and him until your faces barely ghosted each other, one of your hands creeping up around his neck and the other meeting it in a secure lock. At once, you jumped up onto him, wrapping your legs around his waist, leaning closer until…

At once, Scaramouche woke up in a cold sweat, panting heavily as his heartbeat raced through his chest.

Oh, shit.

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🏹 notes … umm hey ! lol long time no see ! i don’t have anything to say for myself ❤️ i’m leaving it at that ☺️ idk how long this has been in my drafts but also all the apps i use got deleted off my phone so i will have to remake all new things! fun! who knows when i’ll have the motivation to do that but yall hung on for almost a year im sure you’ll be fine

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trust i will make a comeback

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hi guys

to explain the inactivity, i have only been home for 9 days this entire month 😭😭 i’ve been traveling a lot with family

i’m quite busy for about a week or so when i get home (i’m at the airport for my flight home now), but i swear the moment i have time iiwftn will be updated :))

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if it wasn’t for the nights!

🏹 07. leave the scent of your cologne

“Like this,” Cyno demonstrated, grabbing three die brandished with Electro symbols and striking down Xiao’s card, opposite of his. Xiao huffed in frustration, and you chuckled at his reaction. You rolled the set of dice, picking out the usable ones for your cards, looking up at Cyno for confirmation. He nodded down at you, and you played it.

It was you, Cyno, Xiao, Scaramouche, and others you collectively had invited over, such as your girlfriends and Tighnari, the boy you had learned Cyno had a crush on. You and your friends were on the floor, splayed out around the coffee table, towering over the game you were playing, while the boys were strewn out on the couch. Your head was pressed up against an armrest, adjacent to where Scaramouche was laying.

Each brush of his soft indigo hair against the top of your hand sent a rush of lightheadedness straight to your brain. Either that, or the alcohol. The laughter around seemed to wash out in a blurry haze, and as you slunk back and forth with no control over your body, Scaramouche began to wordlessly limit you, taking the glass from your hands. And your fingertips had touched then. Surges of electricity jolted through your veins.

As the bubbly night began to fizzle out, you felt gentle fingertips brush over strands of your hair, stroking soothingly. You were in a daze, barely seeing the tall figure come through the front door and watching you intently. It was Childe, having returned from somewhere. Someone, maybe. Kokomi. And Scaramouche running his slender hands through your hair.

People began to leave. Dehya made sure you were in your room before the girls left, too. Scaramouche met eye contact with you as you slowly shut your door, gaze half-lidded with unnamed feeling that you couldn’t make out. You ran a hand through your own hair, and you could’ve sworn you smelled like him.

That sent a thought rippling through your mind. There was a box under your bed you had neglected since you got here. One full of Childe’s things, and an emotional support bottles of Baileys. Dragging it out, you rummaged through it, you grabbed the dark bottle, trudging to the kitchen for a glass of ice, not realizing the bottle was entwined in one of Childe’s sweatshirts.

You gazed at where you had set it down on the kitchen counter, and smells began to intertwine. Maybe it was just your imagination. But this time, it smelled like Childe. You inhaled deeply, and it felt like all those memories rushed back into your brain in fumes. A door had creaked open. The very person you didn’t want to see; or maybe did.

You ignored it, twisting open the top of the bottle and pouring some of the creamy liquid into your chilled glass. The person softly spoke to you. His voice somehow sobered your intoxicated nerves.

“Baileys? Is it that bad?” Childe spoke, getting closer to the counter. You stared straight ahead, not meeting his gaze.

“What do you think?” You retorted, one hand creeping up to clutch the sweatshirt. His gaze flashed it to you, almost pathetically apologetic.

“Y/N, please. I didn’t get a chance to finish.” He pleaded, and you finally met his eye contact.

“You don’t need to.” You simply said, taking the glass and the sweatshirt, moving to go back to your room. In a swift motion, he took the glass out of your hands, holding it in his left as he set down his free hand beside you, trapping you against the counter. He took a sip of the drink, ice swirling and clinking in the glass, then set it down, staring at you.

“I would’ve shown you.” He said, softly. “I can tell you, when it’s time. But for now, let me just do this. Please?” It was almost a beg, one that you had so easily fallen victim to in the past. Your hands reached up and rested on his chest, slinking up to grab his shoulders for stability, only bringing you closer. The smell of alcohol lingered on your breath; he was close enough to notice that. But you were alert and attentive, hyper-aware of every inch he moved closer until your lips were inches away from each other.

And you didn’t stop him. Not when the air around you was so tense that any sudden movement could shatter the atmosphere. Not when the lights were dimmed and the stars were out beyond the sliding doors of the balcony, and if you closed your eyes in the darkness you could pretend it was all normal again.

His lips pressed to yours, and you tasted Baileys on your tongue.

A door slammed shut, shaking the whole apartment. The kiss felt hours long but fell apart in a second as you both looked to the source of the sound, finding it to be Scaramouche’s room.

Guilt surged through your body. You licked your lips, tasting the creamy alcohol still on your mouth. His eyes were darkened whirlpools begging you for this moment. But you couldn’t. You left the glass, taking the bottle and retreating to your room. It was empty by the time you fell asleep, arms wrapped around the bottle.

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🏹 notes hi guys it’s my last day in san diego but our flight is a red eye so we just kind of chilling at this random restaurant since we already checked out of the airbnb and my phone is dying but i’m bored ummm. guys do i pull for scara or wait for xiao

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zhongchi angst flopped hard

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the perfect pair

🏹 childe & scara best friend headcanons <3

fluff, modern/school au kinda, friends to lovers, suggestive in childe’s

best friend!scaramouche who always drives you to and from school, and in the morning always has your favorite drink and breakfast food ready

best friend!scaramouche who always carries your bags and books, so you’re always awkwardly empty handed when he walks you to class. and he always walks you to class, even when his isn’t near

best friend!scaramouche who will pick you up anywhere, anytime, without question. no matter the situation; if you had gotten into a fight with your parents and didn’t want to be home or were stranded at a party or gathering, one text and he’s in the driveway

best friend!scaramouche who you can just listen to music with as he drives through the night, windows rolled down and cutting through the cool breeze as his eyes hardly leave your moonlit skin except to look at the road, his fingertips are always intertwined with yours, the other hand on the wheel

best friend!childe who always stands silently by you, especially at school, and glares at any boy that dares to cross your path, and even more so the ones that have the audacity to make a move on you. when he’s not with you, he’s ensuring they never have the gall to pull that again

best friend!childe who always has your miscellaneous items you’ve left around him ready for you. chapstick? buried somewhere in his pockets. hair ties? at the bottom of the cup holder in his car. clothes? strewn out in the backseat. make an educated guess how they got there

best friend!childe who always ensures you get home safely, whether he walks or drives you, he always needs to watch you go inside if he’s not going in along with you

best friend!childe who swears you’re nothing more than just best friends until it’s nighttime and he’s throwing rocks at your window, crawling into bed alongside you because he can’t sleep without feeling you breathe

🏹 notes … hiii guys this is my apology for being away and not updating if it wasn’t for the nights it’s bc i’m on vacation rn and wrote the majority of this on a seal watching tour

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iiwftn is on a temporary break cuz im on vacation now but im almost done with an entombed pt 2 (tentatively untitled) and a xiao drabble

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if it wasn’t for the nights!

🏹 06. just how you like it

Oh.

Oh, great. This was just… fantastic.

Childe, with an incredibly pitiful expression painted across his face, sat down next to you. You thought you could finally escape him, but maybe in class wasn’t a good enough refuge. He solemnly smiled at you, setting down a cup of iced coffee. You glanced at it, then him, narrowing your gaze.

“What’s this?” You asked, cocking your head mockingly.

“Iced coffee, no liquid sugar, extra cream, and extra ice. Just how you like it.” Childe said, offering you a sad grin. “Y/N, I know nothing I can say can make up for what I did, but please let me try.”

You just stared at him, your expression blank and completely unreadable. Childe tried to search your features for any trace of emotion or response, the face he knew so well, but he couldn’t conclude anything. Except for the fact that you took the coffee, hesitantly sipping it. Finally, an expression he understood. Your eyelids fluttered shut, and you sank back in your seat a bit. Calm.

As much as you hated to admit it now, he still knew you. And you knew him; as well as the fact that he wouldn’t give up in the face of your rejection.

The bell rang, and a voice sounded from the front of the class. “Alright, class. I’m Professor Ningguang. Welcome to your first day…”

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🏹 notes … ok I have another chapter semi-ready but it’s a written chapter and I’m still finishing it and editing I’ll post it mayb today but prob tmrw bc I have work in a bit. but next chapter long af. or at least I think it kinda is. anyway my updates might be fewer in the upcoming weeks as i’ll be traveling a lot (i’m only gonna be home 8 days out of all of july) but imma still try bc i’m addicted to scara rn

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if it wasn’t for the nights!

🏹 05. meet me at midnight

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🏹 notes … last one!! full sm post lolol also I’m taking my driving test tmr (I’m very late to it compared to others 😭😭 ifykwim) so pls hope I pass I need my license but i have to go to work soon so see u all day after tmrw

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if it wasn’t for the nights!

🏹 04. five minutes

“Y/N!” A desperate voice called out. You took a deep breath in, mentally preparing yourself for what might be to come. Or at least, trying to gather the patience to deal with it. To be entirely honest, you were on your last nerve.

You’d spent the whole night in a helpless state, choking on your own sobs and trying desperately to stop the hiccups long enough to breathe and calm yourself down. Eventually, you got yourself to sleep, but it wasn’t a pleasant rest. Somehow, you still felt a sense of dread over the next day. You just wanted to get out of the city. But you supposed you’d made it this far, and you didn’t want to turn back now, glancing at the sakura tree behind you.

“You have five minutes before I leave, although I frankly don’t understand why you think anything you could say would convince me to believe you. You’re a liar, and—”

“Please, Y/N. I swear there’s an explanation. The truth is—” He pleaded, his eyes glimmering with tears. They were also heavy with sleep, cheeks already stained with said tears. You furrowed your brows, unwilling to leave, but hesitant to stay.

“You know what? I don’t even want to hear it.” You interrupted, and he sighed helplessly. You knew it was harsh. But you also knew you could still feel the hurt of your heart shattering into a million pieces with no valid explanation, only repeated apologies and empty reasons with no sense to them.

“Then…” He muttered, gaze wandering down to your lips. You knew that look. “I’ll show you.” You felt your heartbeat quicken until it was like a bass drum in your ears, unwavering as he leaned in, lips almost connected to yours…

“Childe. We have to go.” A car had pulled up, windows rolled down as the person in the driver’s seat yelled out to him. Squinting, you saw the person had a head of ginger hair, and bore a striking resemblance to Childe. Oh. Wait.

“Just a second, Dad—” Childe began.

“No. Now.” The voice persisted.

Dad.

Your eyes widened, but Childe was already moving to leave. Before he got in the car, he shot you a sorrowful, apologetic look, and you felt your tense mindset soften underneath his gaze. Something in you believed him; that it could all be explained. But the majority was focused on how deeply he had hurt you. That couldn’t be resolved with an explanation.

The window rolled up, with Childe staring straight ahead in the passenger seat, and the car drove away.

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🏹 notes … 2nd post for today cuz i have three completed chapters ready

🏹 taglist … open!! msg/comment to be added @alisonyus @tiddieshakeshownu @lxkeeeee @sheraeera @sketcheeee @sukunasrealgf @sweet-seraphim @ulquiorraswife @scaramochi-lover @beriiov @anastaxiah @swivy123 @existing-apparently @sunnyskiesv2

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if it wasn’t for the nights!

🏹 03. there’s worse things i can take

The boys had run out of the room, currently cowering in the kitchen. Clad in only a matching pajama set, you carefully got up and left your room. Childe was facing a corner in the living room, head hanging in his palms; it was almost a laughable sight. One of the boys was behind the kitchen counter, and the other two were sitting on the stools opposite of it. It suddenly clicked. Those were Childe’s friends.

“Oh, I get it now!” You exclaimed, walking over to them. Motioning to the white-haired boy behind the counter, you said, “You’re Cyno,” then the two on the barstools, “...then Xiao and… Scaramouche…” You spoke carefully, yet the indigo-haired boy almost defensively snarled at you. Makes sense. In all the descriptions and stories you’d been told about him through Childe, you wondered why they were even friends.

“What are you doing here? She’s following me, I swear…” Scaramouche remarked, turning to Cyno behind the counter. Cyno annoyedly rolled his eyes, sighing. Quickly, you bolted back into your room and picked up a piece of paper off your desk, returning to the room and offering it to Cyno. He took one look at it, then nodded slowly.

“This is her dorm…” He said, reading it over once again. “Ah, I see. I think they must’ve mistaken you for a boy.”

“How could they make a mistake like that?” Xiao inquired, though not out of mal intent, and Cyno just shrugged.

“Yeah, well, let’s get it fixed. As soon as possible.” Scaramouche hastily remarked, and you hesitantly grinned.

“No need, actually. I’m going home.” You interjected, and Childe immediately turned around, stepping closer to you.

“Home? As in Mondstadt?” He asked, concerned. You merely brushed him off, shrugging.

“Yeah. It’s almost as if I came here just for my boyfriend, and he cheated on me…” You said, shooting daggers as you glared at him. He almost recoiled behind your gaze, averting eye contact. Cyno’s eyes flickered in between you two, huffing.

“Y/N, how about you get a good night’s sleep first? You can think it over in the morning.” Cyno tried, and you met his eye contact. His look was caring, actually genuine, and you were taken aback by it. He had just met you, and knew absolutely nothing about you, but he was making an effort to keep you here. You sighed, hesitantly nodding.

He slightly grinned. You exchanged numbers with him, Xiao, and a reluctant Scaramouche, all the while ignoring Childe, whose stare bore into the side of your face with incredibly pleading eyes. You didn’t even give him a second look, going back into your room and locking the door shortly after. You could hear muffled pleas from a familiar voice on the other side of the wood, but you simply put your headphones in and ignored him.

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🏹 notes … XO KITTY RENEWED XO KITTY RENEWED also imma try to post every other day but on said every other day I’ll just do a dump of any (or most) chapters I have finished and ready

🏹 taglist … still open!! comment/msg to be added @alisonyus @tiddieshakeshownu @lxkeeeee @sheraeera @sketcheeee @sukunasrealgf @sweet-seraphim @ulquiorraswife @scaramochi-lover @beriiov @anastaxiah @swivy123 @existing-apparently @sunnyskiesv2

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dropping the next 3 chapters when i wake up gn guys 😴😴😴

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how i feel knowing there’s 3 finished chapters in my drafts but i need to not post like 3958384 things in one day

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if it wasn’t for the nights!

🏹 02. wake up, it’s time for school

You sighed, hot tears streaming down your face. With one hand, you were tossing strewn out clothes back into your newly-unpacked suitcase, and with the other, you were dialing the number of an airline to find any available tickets back to Mondstadt for as soon as possible.

The waiting song signaled a long queue, so you huffed, resolving to wait for your friends and the drinks they promised. You could really use a daze to knock you out of this reality. The one where you had transferred to your boyfriend’s college to be with him; the one where he had cheated on you. And not even come after you.

Every hair on your body stood up when you heard the main door to the dorm creak open, footsteps sounding through the hall. Paralyzed with fear, you grabbed your phone and snuck under the bed covers, hiding yourself with a blanket.

“…I can’t believe you didn’t tell us you were dating…” a low voice sounded, and you froze. “How could you keep that from your friends?” A few deep chuckles. And you realized your door was open. The new busy tones emitting from your phone threatened to give you up.

“Alhaitham? Didn’t he move out of the dorms?” Another voice said, and the footsteps grew closer. You clamped your hand over your mouth, not daring to make a sound. Light flooded in as the door opened wider, with a few stifled snickers.

“Alhaitham! Wake up, it’s time for school—” a familiar voice teased, yanking at the covers. But with the grip your legs had on then, the end of the covers folded under your feet, it didn’t budge. You internally cursed as they tugged again, the blanket finally giving way and revealing you.

A scream sounded. A chorus of two more joined in. You took one look at them, seeing…

The three boys from the welcome party, and…

Childe.

Then you screamed.

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🏹 notes … heyyy guys im not doing much at all so kind of frequent updates but im off to work rn and imma be kind of busy in the upcoming week but ill still try to update often!!! timestamps don’t matter — also tumblr isn’t letting me paste anything on my phone rn so I’ll add the directory at the bottom on my computer later

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if it wasn’t for the nights!

🏹 01. welcome home cheater

You were completely lost.

The airport was a big, confusing maze of walkways and people. It was filled with raucous noise, with the wheels of suitcases scuffing the tile and squeaking of shoes alluding to fast-paced footsteps. You hardly had any idea where you were going, standing motionlessly in a sea of others desperate to get to a destination. You, on the other hand, couldn’t even interpret signs to find the baggage claim.

Scanning your surroundings desperately, your eyes landed on someone in a familiar dark vest. Underneath, he wore a simple white button-up, but it was the logo on the thick vest that caught your attention. It was a blue-purple, six-pointed golden star, with stitched text around it. It read “Teyvat University”.

In a flurry of desperation, you tapped on their shoulder, grabbing their reluctant attention. It was a boy with deep indigo hair and eyes to match; ones that bore into your gaze with a harsh stare.

“Hi! I’m a new student, going to Teyvat University, and I just need some help… I’m super confused and—” You began, but his cold stare was unwavering. He stood still, not responding, before abruptly turning around and leaving you with no answers. You grumbled silently, pulling up your phone to search for some directions.

Eventually, you navigated your way to baggage claim, picking up multiple heavy suitcases and dragging them outside the airport. The view left you breathless. A grand city, unlike any other. Skyscrapers reached so high into the sky, you thought their tips could touch the stars. It was a hazy blur of bright, flashing lights, multitudes of people walking to and from, and cars whizzing by on the road. You pulled your attention back, trying to hail a cab.

Ultimately, the attempt led to no avail. You stood, completely helpless, in an entirely new city. Perhaps you hadn’t planned this as well as you thought you had. Pulling up a map on your phone, you began to trace lines of the road, trying to navigate a way to a bus stop or some sort of public transit.

You followed signs to a sort of subway line, smiling and internally thanking the grace of the Archons for allowing you to get this far in a new city unscathed. Or so you thought.

Moving to cross a road, you thought you had enough time between cars to make it to the other side. Your estimation was proven false when a dark car squealed in front of you, hitting the brakes as quick and hard as they could. You gasped, leaping backward, though your feet stumbled over each other and you fell on the asphalt, groaning.

Car doors flung open and as the two people in it rushed to check on you. The driver and a younger girl, seemingly around your age.

“Are you alright?” The girl asked, her voice frantic, though the words were comforting. Your fear melted away with a few simple words, and you nodded, carefully getting up with her help. “Is there anything we can do? I’m so, so sorry—”

“Actually… I’m new, to the city, and… to Teyvat University? Do you know how I could get there?” You asked, and when you took in the person’s appearance, you saw they had a pretty bag with a familiar patch shown on. The glittering six-pointed star. You sighed, and the person smiled.

She had pale pink hair, fading to a baby blue at the ends, and her lavender eyes held a friendly and welcoming gaze. She smiled, gently, and motioned to the car behind her.

“I’m a student, too. I’d be happy to give you a ride.” She said. You broke out into a wide, ecstatic smile, thanking her profusely as you walked over. Her driver helped you load your bags into the trunk, and you sat serenely in the backseat, pulling out your phone.

“I didn’t get your name, what was it?” The girl asked, looking over at you.

“I’m Y/N! And you are…”

“I’m Kokomi. It’s very nice to meet you. You transferred here, yes?”

“Something like that. I’m from Mondstadt, originally. My boyfriend goes here, so I decided to apply. And I got in! Though, he doesn’t know yet, but…” You spoke, and cut yourself off when you realized you were rambling. Her eyes sparkled at you, a smile prominent on her face.

“Oh, really?” Kokomi laughed. It was a comforting noise. “He doesn’t know? When are you going to tell him?”

“There’s a welcome party tonight, right? I was planning to surprise him there.” You smiled back. She chuckled.

“Ah, that’s amazing.”

“Are you seeing anyone?” You cocked your head, just posing an innocent question. Her smile faded a bit, though she wasn’t upset.

“It’s… complicated.”

“I can help. I’m sort of a matchmaker.”

“Really?” Kokomi raised an eyebrow, her smile growing once again. “It’s just… difficult. It wasn’t too serious, and can’t exactly be. Not a big deal.”

“Why not?” You prodded, and she shot a playful glare at you.

“You seem lovely, Y/N. But we just met.” She replied, and you nodded, not pushing the subject any further.

You set your phone down, attempting to stave off the frenzied messages from your friends about your accident of a rooming situation. Whatever mishap had occurred, you’d take care of it later. For now, your mind was too focused on the fact that you’d be seeing your boyfriend shortly. And he looked hot.

Your nerves were on fire. Not only would you be seeing him, but you’d be seeing him for the rest of the year. You could finally be close to him and function like a normal, not long-distance couple. You hoped you looked good for him, and that one thing might lead to another and…

You shook the thoughts out of your mind, patting down the wrinkles in your dress. Deciding you were ready, you left your dorm, making your way out of the dorm and to the event hall on campus. It was extremely grandiose; the lights were dimmed and tinted a deep blue, fancy white tables strewn out throughout the room. There were pastry towers and layouts of food, people in spread out clumps with elegant glasses of sparkling drinks, and speakers playing chill music.

Walking in, you immediately spotted your friends at a vacant table. Excitedly moving over to greet them, you were unaware of a person crossing your path. You collided harshly, stumbling back, and the person spilling their drink on the floor.

“Watch where you’re going.” They spat, and you huffed. Looking up, you saw a familiar face, with a head of indigo hair and those eyes to match. You narrowed your eyes, shooting him a sharp glare.

“So, you can speak.” You hissed. Two figures came up behind him, patting him on the shoulder as if to pull him back to reality.

“Ignore him, he hardly has any manners.” Another voice sounded. That friend had strikingly white hair and blood-orange eyes, the other having green-blue hair and amber eyes. The latter didn’t look too friendly; the former, though having a commanding voice, didn’t seem as intimidating as he sounded.

“Oh. Childe’s here.” The one with the green-blue hair said, averting his gaze to the entrance. The sound of his name immediately made you perk up, turning around to confirm it was true.

There he was.

He elegantly strolled in, clad in the suit you knew he’d be wearing. His dark orange hair was silky and fluffy, his blue eyes bright with happiness. Without a second thought, you made a break in his direction, his expression lighting up once he saw you.

“Y/N?” He exclaimed, though it wasn’t much of a question. He immediately held you in a tight embrace, burying his head into the crook of your neck. It was a mostly wordless embrace, and much didn’t need to be said. Pulling away slightly, you stared at him, just taking in his presence. He was beaming, eyes flickering to your lips, then leaning in for the first kiss in a long time.

Before he could, he was pulled away.

“Childe.” A stern, feminine voice said.

He froze at the sound, body stiffening against you. He stumbled back against an outer grip, and once your eyes refocused off his face, you glanced over at the other person.

“Kokomi?” You questioned, looking at the pink-haired girl. The pink-haired girl, whose hand was on… your boyfriend’s arm? Holding onto him? Kokomi and Childe… “What’s going on here?”

“This is Childe. My boyfriend.” Kokomi said, voice ice-cold.

“Boyfriend? The… one you were talking about?” You muttered, voice breaking with emotion. Childe’s eyes widened, looking between you and Kokomi.

“You know each other? Wait—” Childe began, but you cut him off.

“You’re cheating on me? And her?” You questioned, staring him down. You didn’t know how you were feeling right now. Confused? Hurt? Betrayed? There had to be some sort of explanation for this. There was no way…

“Y/N. He’s cheating on you. I knew about you already. I just didn’t know you were you earlier.” Kokomi shrugged, and you swallowed back a sob that dared to come out of your choked up throat.

“Y/N, please… I can explain.” Childe tried, but you ignored him.

At once, you ran out of the room, expecting him to follow. But he didn’t.

Here you were. In a new city, at a new school, here for your boyfriend, who you just found out had cheated on you. You suddenly knew how you felt. Alone.

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🏹 notes … so so sorry for the writing heavy chapter. just trying to get some more exposition and play out the actual plot of xo, kitty 🙏🙏 rewatching as we speak to remember the exact events and make sure i’m semi accurate although it’s just inspired not gonna copy every event exactly just the premise of it. but oh well more sm later chapters i promise + ignore timestamps

🏹 taglist … still not closed!! just msg/comment to be added! although ngl i may not respond to comments bc i fucked up and idk tumblr so when i respond it shows it as my main blog oops @alisonyus @tiddieshakeshownu @lxkeeeee @sheraeera @sketcheeee @sukunasrealgf @sweet-seraphim @ulquiorraswife @scaramochi-lover

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[peachpassionfruit]

if it wasn’t for the nights!

🏹 00. somehow i’d be doing alright

“Okay. You’re probably wondering why I have you here today…” You began, hardly able to contain your buzzing excitement. You couldn’t keep a straight face, a beaming grin playing at your lips. Your adoptive brothers were sat on the couch in front of you; Diluc kept a deadpan look, Kaeya had a mischievous smile. As if he knew you were planning something.

You definitely were. With the large screen you had set up for the sole purpose of delivering a whole demonstration, it was hardly a surprise when you flicked it on and revealed a detailed slideshow plan. You began to slide through it, revealing Operation Teyvat University.

“You want to move out of Mondstadt… to transfer to Teyvat University…” Diluc blinked, trying to process all this information, before Kaeya interjected.

“For your boyfriend.” Kaeya exclaimed, matter-of-factly, which didn’t exactly ease his brother’s mind.

“I’m… I don’t know about this, Y/N.” Diluc sighed, leaning back.

“I got a full-ride scholarship, and I have friends there!…” You persisted, face softening as you thought of another reason. “…and… dad went there.”

Diluc frowned, and Kaeya averted his gaze. There was a moment of heavy silence, before Diluc sighed again.

“I’m… fine with it. Kaeya?” He asked, turning to him. Kaeya merely nodded, though hesitant, but a grin spread across his face.

You rushed and hugged them both, enveloping them in a tight embrace.

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🏹 notes … hiiiiiii,,,, not formally first chapter just a bit of exposition so i won’t have to cover it later. and also not proofread. AND THERE’LL BE MORE CONTENT IN ACTUAL CHAPTERS I SWEAR. omg i’m nervy too. it may not seem like much but i’m stunned that a lot of people (to me) are interacting with my posts. sorry if the writing is like cheesy or cringe idk it’s 😭😭 help sobbing im nervous. and hope some ppl have watched XO, kitty so the last msg isn’t weird af. and time stamps don’t matter

🏹 taglist … still not closed!! just msg/comment to be added! although ngl i may not respond to comments bc i fucked up and idk tumblr so when i respond it shows it as my main blog erm but yasss @alisonyus @tiddieshakeshownu @lxkeeeee @sheraeera @sketcheeee @sukunasrealgf @sweet-seraphim

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[peachpassionfruit]

the masterpost is out!!

if it wasn’t for the nights!

🏹 an XO, kitty inspired genshin smau!!

synopsis … y/n supposedly is a master at love. having met her long-distance boyfriend while on a university visit, she excitedly transferred out her hometown of mondstadt to attend school alongside him at teyvat university. it’s a surprise, and she’s quite excited to spring it on him at the introductory celebration, yet she finds him with another woman. she’s oblivious to the fact that it’s a fake relationship for both of their benefits, and instead, she is utterly heartbroken, stuck in a foreign land, with an ex that supposedly cheated on her… only staying for friends and the chance to get closer to her dead parent. will things be repaired, or will she find some other love here?

afab reader … scaramouche x reader x childe love triangle!

coming soon…

🏹 notes … and here’s the idea i’ve been pondering over the past few days!! this is going to be my first multi-part fic on here, and i’m nervous eeee i’m still figuring out how to navigate this blogs (and frankly the apps for the smau 💀) but i’m excited as i love the show and these characters ofc!!

🏹 taglist … msg to be added!!

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