#not tagging this as genshin because they’ll kill me

[the-wonderer-of-the-web]

look all I’m saying is,

witch mommy x literally feral shota is an objectively hot dynamic

[husbandohunter]

Boys over flowers [Genshin Impact/Various x Reader] Part 2

Not everything had to be about fighting. Ahem Childe.

Genre: fluff, angst(?)

Characters: Zhongli, Childe, Albedo, Xiao

{Zhongli}

Out of all the bountiful possessions in the land he carved with his very own hands, the glaze lily had always been his favourite.

This flower was a nostalgia stained with time. As much as he loved them, the love he felt was more of a bittersweet sadness if anything. The loss of a friend, his mentor, someone he cherished so deeply, all of it was held into a single glaze lily.

Once as Morax, now as ordinary Zhongli, in those 6000 years he had seen it all. Even his grief for Guizhong faded into a memory.

Sometimes Zhongli felt like he was reading from a story book. Detatched while staring through an omniscient standpoint. It seems that his infinite years brought both experience and lonliness along the way.

"Zhongli? What are you staring at?"

But not when he was with you.

The glaze lily went on many journeys when he met you

He remembers the first encounter on a sunset night just as the petals  were about to bloom. You were there, crouched down, staring into his golden eyes.

“This is for you! Not many can be fully matured like this so make sure to take good care of it,” You held it out to him and he takes the stem out of your hold.

“A parting gift, I appreciate your thoughtfulness,” Zhongli sees it as a sign of a new contract, “It seems you possess a good eye when you were selecting them.”

He remembers the bouquet you presented during his birthday, the garland you placed on his head when he was reading, the vase by his desk always filled to the brim whenever you’d pay a visit to his parlour.

He remembers how the blue petals scattered across the floor the day you two married, everywhere he went so did this flower. Everytime he saw this flower, he thought of you.

Was it okay to feel like this? No one can ever replace Guizhong, was it okay to love again even when this being was much more perishable than she was? Zhongli was use to the experience of tragedy and loss as it was part of life.

Ah, so this must be what it feels like to live like a mortal.

To cherish every passing moment knowing that it won’t last forever. He will embrace it to the end. 

Old memories that were once dust rose from the soil, now reborn into a new beginning. Your curious gaze leans closer to his profile, sitting side-by-side under the blankets of your shared bed, the corners of his lips lift into a small smile.

“I’m only reminiscing, my dear. You don’t need to worry for me.” He kisses your forehead and tucked you to bed. The candle now blown out as his arms wrapped around your waist while spooning from behind.

Zhongli closed his eyes, knowing if he dreamt of a garden full of glaze lilies, there will be no sadness behind it.

{Childe}

Mother fucker would try to turn this into a sparring session.

This is why you NEVER invite Childe. If the valley were the air nomads, Childe was the fire nation. He’d stomp his muddy shoes in front of you just to get your attention simply because he knows it will piss you off.

An angry s/o means a potential fight. Win win situation.

Thus, no one blamed you for giving him a cold shoulder after that.

“Aha, looks like I went a little too far, didn’t I? Alright alright, I’ll stop trampling on your flowers from now on, you have my word. So talk to me, okay? Please?”

Alas you spare him a glance, “Make that a pinky promise.”

He didn’t know you were so serious about gardening. The Feiyun commerce guild took greate pride in cultivating the finest silk flowers in all of Teyvat and you being from that guild held up that legacy. Even if Childe tries to buy back the ones he stepped on, nothing could match the quality of your work.

Needless to say, your little hobby became a normal thing, Childe was very chaotic in nature so something more calm was nice to mediate that attitude. You taught him how to water plants, place the fertilizer and knowing which ones to pick.

But let’s be real, florist Childe isn’t that far-fetched because he is 10/10 waifu material.

Then Teucer comes in and tags along. He wanted to take some silk flowers back to Tonia until Childe informed him they’ll wilt on their way to Snezhnaya. 

“Aww, that’s too bad,” he would say while pouting, “Then I’ll give them to you big sister (Y/n)!”

“How sweet, you’ll be quite the charmer when you’re all grown up, Teucer. Maybe even better than your big brother.”

“Come on now, babe. You know that’s impossible.”

You twirled the silk flower right under your nose, the playful tone never leaving your voice, “Oh really? You and Teucer both share the same genes so yes, it is a possibility.”

An amusing glint dances in the ocean of his gaze as he gleefully remarks, “Well if you put it that way, I think Teucer would be at a very big disadvantage.”

“What do you-”

Before you could finish, Childe covers Teucer’s eyes and leans over to steal a sinful kiss, sliding his tongue inside. He purposely brushed his lips over yours after parting, completely satisfied by your flustered expression.

I love this bastard

{Xiao}

Hip hip hooray for having both Qiqi and Xiao in your party. Must be fun collecting their ascension materials.

“Adeptus Xiao!”

Your dumbass fell off the high cliff while obtaining the violet grass, Xiao yeets in from nowhere and caught you from death’s clutches.

Shall I mention that this had happened TWICE already?

Xiao carries you to safety and gently settles you down to your feet. He shot you the sharpest and most deadpan look he could muster because actions speak louder that words, he was trying to make a point.

You gave him a weary smile as the violetgrass batch limps in your hands along with the qingxins.

“I can hardly fathom how utterly stupid and moronic you can actually be. What did you think would happen when you tried to pull off that stunt? That you’d suddenly grow wings and be able to fly?”

His harsh words put you back into your place like a scolded child, “I’m sorry...I just wanted to help...”

Mah man does not watch what he says and always end up guilty. Your kicked puppy look is really going to be the death of him. He means well, just harsh when it comes to your well-being.

“Fine, give me those. I’ll take care of it.” He wouldn’t allow you to retort, he just took them from your hands and left without a word.

Let’s just say that Xiao isn’t the best when it comes to handling flowers as he would handle monesters, his touch isn’t the most delicate either and would prefer to get the job done fast. 

Sometimes he’d pull the roots our along with it, dirt and mud dripping from the bottom of the stem. Or the opposite. He pulls too hard and the stem just SNAPS and you’re left with just the blossom. 

“Does it matter? They’re only ingredients as you’ve said.”

That gave you a perfect excuse to teach him the ways of gardening and just be more delicate overall. 

At first he didn’t understand why humans were so meticulous about these things but when he saw a man present a bouquet to his wife, Xiao began to reconsider his methods. He doesn’t undersand mortal traditions as much and sticks to something simple and classy.

Don’t be surprised when you find a bunch on your desk for your birthday <3

{Albedo}

The sheer cold of dragon spine could naturally kill any botanical organisms aside from mints. The only flowers Albedo usually sees are the ones he artificially makes.

But being the genius he was, Albedo knew every variety of flowers to exist in the book. In this case, HE was the expert.

To him, the flower was the symbol of life. Albedo only knew the scientific facts of plant life and their natural functions, you on the otherhand were more familiar with the flower languages in a deeper meaning.

Today was a rare day where Albedo figured he’d step out of that freezing lab and conduct his research somewhere warmer, specifically Windrise where it’s quiet and away from the city.

“Dandelions may not be flowers but thei’re the main specialty of Mondstadt carrying the meaning of ‘freedom’! That’s probably how the Acting Grandmaster got her title.”

“Freedom...” He ponders, “I guess you cold say that.”

Albedo can’t understand why people would choose to associate meaning with plants. Where do their ideas come from? And why? Frankly, he can’t see the point in any of it. 

But at the same time, it made him happy to see you so enthusiastic about his research even if it wasn’t quite near the target. Albedo had always been so engrossed in his work and you’d just silently keep him company of the side, not many times where you both fot to nerd out on the same topic.

Emotions were still a mystery to him. It seems that even upon the most boring subjects, they don’t seem boring anymore when talking to his significant other. Soon enough, Albedo found himself putting his research aside and just listening to you talk. 

“And the Rose expresses romance and love. It’s common for lovers to give it to another during Valentines day.”

He hums cheekily, “Are you telling me that just to hint me to give one to you?”

“W-Well, I didn’t say that.”

He got nothing done. Perhaps his research can wait for another day, right now, he was more curious on what other meanings can a flower hold.

[quillium]

#like okay canon genshin has a child(e) soldier problem#and i was already poking at that with yknow diluc being captain at 14#but CHILDE#holy SHIT#the identity crisis he must have had#when he realized that he came out of the abyss different#like#did his family start noticing??#they were prolly the ones who pointed it out#like hey bro?? you good there??#and its#its not something#he can control#the fact that he's so violent#there's gotta be#someone in the fatui#who's been through the same thing#otherwise this poor kid is all alone#stupid powerful and stupid in general#getting LITERALLY shipped off to the military#for his own good#and the good of everyone around him#because what else#is a hyperviolent teenager in genshin#sposed to do#with all that#he prolly didnt even grasp the full extent of just

Tags courtesy of the BRILLIANT @sword-dad-fukuzawa​ whose brain I’d like to borrow asap because yes exactly that’s it!!!

At first they think it might be a blessing--after all, he came back from the dead, basically. Childe goes out with only the kitchen knife and comes back with a black bear slung over his shoulders and they think maybe it’s not a bad thing. Maybe it’s okay.

Childe getting more and more withdrawn--he’s starting to have nightmares and panic attacks in a village of maybe 30 people? And nobody knows what to do and he’s so scared and he thinks that there’s something wrong with him so he just doesn’t say anything. And nobody understands because nobody knows how to look

Childe is given his favourite dish the night he comes home and he realizes he didn’t even remember what it smelled like

Childe snaps at his little siblings and hates himself for it. He feels like a failure, he knows all the ways he’s lacking, and he wants so badly just to go back to normal, but he thinks he lost all the good in him when he fell

Childe going out and fighting monsters and beasts and the others don’t understand. Childe wants to get stronger but he’s already the strongest in the village and his ambition is growing but they don’t know how to react to that, because how do you react when your only association with violence is war?

They say it’s for his own good but Childe knows it’s because he has grown into something awful, something he shouldn’t have, and he knows he is hateful and wrong and he doesn’t know how to fix it

Childe trying so hard in the Fatui in a childish attempt to redeem himself. He works with the mindset of if I’m good enough, they’ll forgive the monstrous parts of me, the parts that aren’t palatable, the parts that got me here in the first place

Childe is bored doing paperwork but he has to do paperwork for every monster he kills and for every weapon he wants and class he wants to take so he learns to become good at the things he hates, and learns how to stop complaining if he wants to get what he wants

Childe sending expensive gifts back to his family as an attempt to apologize for how angry he was when he was with them

Childe is young when he joins the Fatui so he never really learns how to live as a human, just a soldier

Childe just being so young and lonely and working hard because he thinks if he’s good enough he can earn happiness

Childe slowly learning that the violent tendencies that were so bad back home can help protect his subordinates in a battle

Childe has really lived a wild life here tbh. He was a normal happy kid that enjoyed spending time with his family and ice fishing, then he fell into hell, kicked hells ass, crawled back out having to deal with the fact that he’s Different Now and there’s nothing he can do about it, got sent to the army cause he was getting too violent, and then basically got told ‘ok so you have a job now, and it’s basically half paperwork, half murder. Enjoy!’ Like??? Holy shit man

LITERALLY. Where's my Northland Bank gang centric fic about them being dumped with an overpowered, PTSD-riddled teenager who has enough political power to squash a small country and being told "this is your boss" like.

I want Childe hating himself for not being a good big brother and pushing himself too hard too fast to live up to being a Harbinger and his employees fielding idiots who try to hurt this kid out of jealousy.

I want Childe spending his first few days just shredding his paperwork out of pure rage and being brought before the literal archon to be scolded, I want Childe accidentally isolating himself by being so overpowered and not realizing it at first, I want Vlad and Ekaterina and the others seeing past it and making an effort to help him anyways.

I want Childe arriving in the economic center of the whole world and hating it because he never even wanted to leave the small town where he was raised. And I want him to be loved and cherished and realize that even though Liyue is big and loud and different, he can find something like family and love and a good life here all the same.