#( childe: frozenambiguity. )

[captivemuses]

The nerve of his future husband to not let him join in causing chaos. Hmph.

[pertinasities]

@frozenambiguity liked for a starter!

"What's her name?" Ajax nods towards the adorable little blonde girl as she bounces away with the Acting Grand Master. In all honesty, he hadn't expected to see the Cavalry Captain so gentle with a child. Idly, he thinks Teucer might like to meet him.

He leans against the wall, eyes dragging over Kaeya. So many mysteries for one man.

"And did your Grand Master just call her a knight? I'm starting to think Diluc has a point about you guys."

[poswiecenia]

what kind of cannibalism are you? ft lumine viatrix.

ritualistic cannibalism

eating others as a religious act , a form of human sacrifice or tradition in the name of a deity. you care a lot about your grades , or used to as a child , and would cry if you got a b in English. you are a people pleaser. you are good at self discipline. you desperately want to achieve success, in whatever way that means to you, and feel the need to devote your life to something you find bigger than yourself , in order for your life to have meaning. you probably had an eating disorder. or an anxiety disorder

tagged by: i stole dis from @finalism tagging: @tartagla, @predvestnik, @ssouverain, @abyssmalice, @frozenambiguity + anyone else who wants to be freaky.

[captivemuses]

What if he gives Kaeya hugs first and tells him how beautiful Childe thinks he is? Will that sweeten the deal for more kisses?

captivemuses said:

Can Childe smooch the handsome low bun man in their home

Mh~ If Ajax behaves nicely and comes home in time for dinner, Kaeya may spare a few smooches, yes. And some more.

[delusionaid]

NAME: Diluc Ragnvindr AFFILIATON: Mondstadt SPECIES: human

GENERAL TAG | HEADCANONS | MUSINGS

VERSES / AUs Here will be a list of relevant canon divergent verses or AUs.

001. v. solitary sojourn: (with apocryphis) A version of canon in which Diluc, during his 3-year absence from Mondstadt, spent some time imprisoned in the Meropide.

002. v. i'll burn the world just to see the fire in your eyes: (with resolutepath) A version of canon in which Childe was the one who almost killed Diluc before he was saved by the underground network. Their game of cat and mouse throughout Snezhnaya has left a mark on both of them.

003. a new dawn: (with avaere) A version of canon in which Diluc hires Kaveh to design a new building for the winery for him.

DYNAMICS & SHIPS OVERVIEW Once developed here will be a list of dynamics that are important to my portrayal, including familial, platonic and romantic relationships but also potential enemies or rivals.

Wriothesley (apocryphis) - romantic (developing)

Childe (resolutepath) - IT'S COMPLICATED (developing)

Jean (gunnhildred) - platonic

Crepus (resolutepath) - familial

Kaeya (frozenambiguity) - complicated (developing)

Thoma (daybreakrising) - ? (developing)

Kaveh (avaere) - romantic (developing)

WISHLIST This is not a limited list, just things I would like to write especially at the moment. If you have other ideas, however, please come to me and don't let this list discourage you!

interactions with Crepus

(interactions with Dottore) [I have a developed headcanon for this dynamic, which of course nobody is obligated to adopt, but I will happily share it. It is a bit gory, though.]

[foulchilde]

The soft whistle of the wind kissed the vibrant leaves of trees, gently swaying them without disrupting their peaceful slumber all while carrying half-clues that most miss. Hints of a chill accompanied the gentle breeze, the kind that suggests a turn in the tides due to greying clouds dotting the pristine sky. Except – there were no clouds; no storm was brewing, and no significant turbulent swell in the sea. Common folk miss these shifts, but the Fatui had many eyes stationed throughout Sumeru City and Port Ormos, putting the mundane in ink and paper for the Harbinger to mill through.

It was one of the more humdrum responsibilities that came with his title, draining every bit of mental capacity whenever the papers stacked that he couldn't mindlessly approve; they were part of a chain that relied on consistent and reliable verification by someone in command. It is moments like those where Childe questions his title, the rise to it, and the acceptance of it – how good of a decision it was when his blood sings for the thrill of a battle and the triumph of a kill?

A written brief expounded on the chill in the air by an unforeseen mention of Mondstadt's own Calvary Captain. It was nearly missed in the blurring lines, but it piqued his interest enough to spark light within the depths of those ocean blue eyes.

Finding him was easy enough – the captain's appearance was detailed in several reports from agents stationed in Mondstadt, as well as the ones in the region, however, Childe did not need to review them to confirm he had the right guy. Memories served as a good enough guide as he made his way towards his table at Lambad's.

With him, he carried a bottle of Snezhnayan Firewater – an olive branch extended toward the Khaenri'ahn alcohol connoisseur. Far stronger than whatever the tavern had on their menu. He hadn't bothered to look or try – the Harbinger was seldom in the habit of drinking whilst on duty. Military habits die hard.

"Care to give this one a go? Might finally cure your boredom," The bottle glides across the surface of the table as he takes a seat, an easy, genuine smile on his lips. His grey coat left back at the ship on the docks – the heat in Sumeru had him rolling burgundy sleeves up to his elbows, to feel more airflow, and feel less stuffy. "If it's your first, I would recommend starting with a small glass though.”

starter for @frozenambiguity

[tenebriism]

«My past isn't all that interesting. What I do find interesting, however, is your intent on discovering more about it without directly consulting the source. If you have any questions, I would gladly answer them over that drink I promised you a while back». Whether Kaeya's answers will carry veracity, however... Well. That entirely depends on the interaction. [ for dainsleif! because i live for them trying to get info out of each other ]

Carelessness will be his undoing. Not only has he been CAUGHT, but has made the grave error of UNDERESTIMATING his target. Mayhap, though, he is tired ( he has been tired for centuries, were he being wholly honest ), but that he sees POTENTIAL in Kaeya's words is evidence enough of this. If nothing else, he knows the beloved Cavalry Captain of Mondstadt can be STRATEGIC with his words, and what information he offers, but can Dainsleif well and truly claim it would be EASIER getting the information he seeks by continuing on this path of secrecy and shadows ?

" The questions that I seek to ask . . . how am I to know you plan to answer them truthfully ? " Indeed, he is tired . . . DESPERATE . . . but one thing the Bough Keeper is not is a FOOL. Kaeya, already, is off to a poor start by claiming his past is, quote, ' not all that interesting, ' when they BOTH know that is far from the truth.

Dainsleif knows Kaeya knows that HE knows there is far more to this child of Khaenri'ah than the captain may attempt to lead one to believe.

Dainsleif regards him for a moment, expression untelling of the chaotic cluster of thoughts making his head pound and his jaw ache. He is face to face with DESTINY . . . so why, then, does he not SEIZE it ? " Fine, though. We may have this drink together, then, since you have so graciously insisted. Lead the way. "

Whether he gets anything OUT of this interaction, however, is left to be seen, but he cannot deny he is looking FORWARD to not being ALONE, even if only for a little while.

@frozenambiguity ;;

[dinomites]

@frozenambiguity | «It is a pleasant surprise — to be able to chat so freely about things, even the most mundane. You used to live in a world of your own, always with your guard up high and incredibly distrustful of people». The captain is not criticizing the girl in any capacity. In fact, perhaps there is a certain amusement in his words. Does the state that he describes not sound familiar? Much too familiar, he acknowledges. It, too, is applicable to a much younger blue-haired child.

«Not that you are to be blamed», Kaeya quickly explains, «The circumstances back then were… complex. Tricky. I suppose they made us start off on the wrong foot…», he chuckles briefly, crossing his arms against his chest. «I suppose that all I am trying to say is: I am glad you've grown so well, Collei».

First, there was the uneasiness of social anxiety and fear. But it slowly turned into a wave of calm. To hear the cavalry captain speak to her after leaving Mondstadt after learning that there are people out there similar to her close friend Amber.

“…thank you, Kaeya. I’m also glad that I am also able to speak with you… after what happened.” The Forest Watcher holds her cat plush closely, with the name; Cuilein-Anba. It cannot be helped to be used as a comfort item when she feels a high level of stress for herself.

[ccaptain]

@frozenambiguity​ said: «Even after all these years... Nothing has changed. Why can’t you be honest with me? With yourself?» A small ghost from the past visits the captain's... dream? Nightmare? To be determined. Perhaps his presence is unwelcomed. All matters considered, it can be torturous to face oneself and still receive judgment for your conduct. 

An ocean starry eye inspects that which he has become. He has grown taller. Apart from the natural laws of growth, however, he does not appear to have changed much. And... There it is. The sadness in his gaze. The guilt. The lies. Will they ever vanish? Will there ever be a time when he can just... exist? To be himself, his true self, without fearing external consequences? Perhaps the young boy desires to hold onto those childish, foolish dreams.

«This... emptiness. It will go away, right...?» Right? A foolish question. They both know it.

   when kaeya dreams, it’s never good. 

   even the sweetest of illusions must unravel the horror within. idealistic visages turn into alcohol-fueled night terrors: there’s blood, dismemberment and death in his mind, in every step of the way. 

   in kaeya’s dreams, nothing sits still except for a child.

   how long has he carried his innocent, young version of himself with him? he must have seen countless horrors. he must have seen his father die, the surfacing truth driving a permanent wedge between him and his beloved brother- how they both learned that rain can’t wash away sins, no matter how heavy the downpour.

   he remembers how little fingers clung to his leg as they witnessed the last of his innocence die, slaughtered by the consequence of his own actions. his mouth tasted like copper. a crimson pool was growing larger by the seconds, staining the knight’s uniform. he remembers dark cobalt hair scattered about as if it was an halo around the corpse’s head.

   here laid at their feet kaeya ragnvindr, unmoving body of someone who was full of life once.

   the child has seen a bottle of alcohol per night being depleted quickly, much quicker than the purchasing time was. how crimson stains blossomed on the white blouse as he drank it down, eager to find some peace in the numbness. 

   the adult that has failed at everything finds comfort in denying himself the pleasure of a comfortable mattress. he’s deserving of the crick in his neck and the stiffness of his shoulders in his wake.

   when his brother seems eons distant, when life has lost the taste of wonder for the unknown, when the days are monotonous repeats of the previous one- kaeya keeps persisting, one foot in front of the other. 

   he doesn’t know why. perhaps it’s out of spite.

   there’s this sense of vindication in stubbornly staying alive after he has ruined everything- not a thing is salvageable, there’s not an home to turn to- not anymore. wherever he looks, there’s just the vastness of the mistakes that he’s made to suffer. there’s no backpedaling. there’s no turning back.

   he’s lost, his raft is falling apart, and he has stopped fearing the abyssal depths calling for him. 

   how does he start to explain, where...? the child’s questions crash on him like waves, and he wishes to drown to avoid answering. it’d be such a relief is water filled his lungs, preventing him from uttering a single word. it’s a confrontation that’s long overdue.

   yet, kaeya cannot answer.

   please, he begs to no one in particular, shaky hands slowly coming up to shield his face from that gaze. please, how can i...

   kaeya alberich refuses to let a child look at his despairing expression. he is nothing but a coward, each shake of his shoulder a shameful one.

   he should be a knight, able to protect what little innocence his past self should have had. what is he doing instead? 

   ‘ i... ‘ a swallow. locks of dark cobalt are tousled and damp with sweat, trapped between trembling digits. ‘ i wish i could... i’m... i’m sorry, sweet star, ‘ he finally manages to utter, voice cracking like stainless glass. he fails at being comforting, utterly so.

   ‘ i wish- i wish i could tell you that it will, but... i don’t know. i’m sorry, i’m so sorry- ‘

   i wish you won’t have to drown because of me. because of us.

[captivemuses]

@frozenambiguity

[abyssin]

"it isn't everyday that i receive an escort. and montstadt's very own calvary captain at that." it is difficult to be certain if childe means to be amiable or calculating, the darks of his eyes an eerie combination with how his gaze dances in amusement. a harbinger like childe is unlikely to need a guide, much less a surveilling figure figure so closely related to the knights of favonius.

still, childe smiles wide, walking in pace with his new companion. "kaeya alberich, yes? i can navigate around town myself, if you have more pressing obligations at hand." / * @frozenambiguity.

[fatuispolaris-archive]

continued from @frozenambiguity

❝ well what does a guy that cosplays a pirate know about game, huh? besides, i can land dates easy, ❞ he explains, and it's... kind of the truth, because that initial part wasn't his problem. his problem was the 'landing a second date because he tended to scare everyone off' part. something about him being too intense, too unstable, and a whole bunch of other colorful (rude) insinuations about his character. is childe really that bad?

he doesn't think so.

... kaeya did have him on that last bit, though.

❝ you're right about that last bit, though. my apologies--i was on the defensive. the traveler is quite the powerful foe, and i've yet to beat them yet. i keep them in mind as a goal for me to overcome, naturally, and i always look forward to a good row with them. ❞ he takes pause for a moment to look kaeya over.

truthfully, despite what he knows of the man's position in the knights he doesn't seem too imposing. that's an unfair assessment granted the overall incompetent nature of most of the knights currently in mondstadt. he'd head varka took most of the best men with him, leaving only a handful of actual worth knights among the ranks to hold down the fort in their absence.

❝ i look forward to a good fight with anyone, really. every battle offers something to learn from and an opportunity to further hone my skills as a warrior. would you be interested? ❞

[captivemuses]

Just because those two kisses had been granted doesn't mean he's not going to try for more at the earliest opportunity, he's starving for Cavalry Captain kisses okay. Childe didn't resist when Kaeya straightened up a little, because at least he was still within the Harbingers arms as he did so, and Childe could ponder the question while still holding his lover.

"The ocean, or just water in general. Both of them remind me of home, and I think they just smell nice anyway." Look at that, he wasn't even planning on being cheesy for once, even if he does like how his boyfriend smells, that much is true. "Why do you ask?" Clearly Kaeya had a reason for the specific question, and Childe was curious about it.

Up to some mischief with @captivemuses.

«Do tell — what is a scent you like?» The question appears casual, truest intentions veiled under the mask he wears, equally unbothered. Just as the captain is about to escape the other's embrace (the two kisses have been granted — do not get too greedy now), he pulls slightly away. A clarification is required.

«...Of course», he stresses, «Any answers related to me do not count.» In case Ajax tried to pull another of his silly moves. Kaeya knows him too well by now to fall for his cheesy tricks.

[abysshearted]

@frozenambiguity:

"Diluc... and I..? We are back to being strangers...?" Features grow confused, eyebrow furrowing as the small ghost from the past haunts the burdened soul of the present. None of this makes sense. None of it.

"But we swore to each other that we would always be together. No matter what. Did we...", his voice becomes quieter, gaze dropping to the floor as he immerses himself in deep contemplation. A starry eye is unable to face his reflection from the future, and a tiny hand has no other option but to firmly grasps the fabric of his shirt.

"Did we... break that promise...?" Was it our fault? Did we ruin things, like we always do?

{{ have some trauma xoxo }}

a heavy long sigh leaves his lips. what could kaeya even blame for seeing the ghost of his past? the archons because of the outcast he is, or the abyss because it runs deep in his veins and knows his weaknesses. they're a kid... himself... it's weird... scary almost, the look in his eye, knowing fully well the damage the other will receive one day in that poor child's future, his own past.

looking away, but knowing that spirits follows him, kaeya slumps to the ground, head tilting back instead to look up at the sky. he fiddles with the cryo vision haphazardly dangling from his waist as he tries to comfort the soul. the truth hurts, both of them knew that, and deep down, kaeya could never lie to himself, even if he tried.

"...it wasn't my intention... but we... i... i fell victim to the very thing that sped up our nation's demise... you're young... you shouldn't dwell on my mistakes... i broke our promise by being a victim... but a promise is a promise, like you said. diluc's fine without me... but he's not fine without you." is it worth him implying him and his younger self are two separate people now? for his own sake, probably.

[captivemuses]

"Here I am existing, and a pretty knight is yet to kiss me. It's more tragic than me not getting to fight a certain someone in Fontaine."

Is that pout real or fake just to be played up for Kaeya while he sat at their dining room table? The world may never know.

@frozenambiguity

[captivemuses]

pat pat pat, free headpats for ajax!

Well he's not going to say no to that--