#tartaglia

[tartaeya]

[madaqueue]

gn!reader - 18+ MDNI (this is fluff and like just him giggling and being cute - wk: 0.4k)

the sun is warm, the river is bubbling, and childe is beautiful. he’s everything he ought to be and more: a boy turned killer, a sheep turned wolf. fear turned strength. and yet, through the violence, through the strain and the bloodshed and the fights that haunt his nightmares, he is utterly, captivatingly beautiful.

(you’d never tell him this, of course. he knows he’s pretty, not even as an afterthought, not when he uses it to his advantage, when he knows he can bat his eyelashes at guards and get ushered inside silently, when he can rest a palm on a stranger’s shoulder and have them on their knees offering themselves to him. it makes your stomach tight, even though you know he’ll always blush and wave his hands apologetically and refuse.)

instead, you let your gaze travel across his torso, over scarred shoulders and down the planes of his chest. tracing down well-earned muscles, to where his hips obscure beneath the river water-

“it’s not polite to stare.”

at his voice, you stagger back. there’s a momentary flinch, something you grew up expecting when being scolded, when you’ve done something wrong.

but the strike only comes as a giggle, bright like the asters blooming through the mud. you think you used to hate the way they smelled this time of year, too nauseating and cloying; since you’ve been coming here to swim with childe, you can’t remember why you would have ever loathed something so sweet.

another giggle, and he shifts to reveal an inch more of his waist beneath the current. “i don’t mind, you know, but you at least have to tell me you think i’m pretty.”

at that, your fists clench and your neck burns. there’s a world in which you do tell him, in which you whisper how captivating it is to watch his limbs move as he fights, how he makes violence look graceful, how you can’t tear your gaze away from him when he does his morning stretches, how you would rip the sun out of the sky because it dares to compete with his beauty (and yet still manages to lose - many things lose to childe, you’ve grown to learn).

but not this world. in this one, you groan, and let your open palm splash water at him. it hits his face in droplets and dampens the strands of his hair, now the same shade as the riverbed‘s flowers.

he lunges back at you (a boy well-trained to never run from a fight), and you let him tackle you, let the cool shock of the water tingle your skin as you’re pushed beneath it for half a second.

when you surface, he’s giggling again, and for a moment you want to pick every aster that dares to listen, undeserving of hearing the sound. but instead, you splash more water at him, and he never stops smiling.

a/n: i think he likes swimming whenever possible bc it was too cold in snezhnaya to do it anyways i want to hear him giggle for the rest of my life

[by-saiyuri]

searching for a good textured brush (also it's tartali)

[shizuturnspages]

A Joke Gone Too Far… Or Not?

It was supposed to be a joke.

It was supposed to be funny.

It was supposed to be an April Fools' prank that would leave Pierro and Capitano speechless for a few moments before they inevitably sighed and sent you off to train as punishment for "wasting their time."

But this? This was not how it was supposed to go.

Step One: The "Joke" That Started It All

You had woken up feeling… off.

Your stomach felt weird. You were nauseous. Training left you lightheaded.

And after devouring an entire feast of sweets, you vomited.

It was the perfect setup. Too perfect.

So, with your stomach slightly bloated from overeating and your body absolutely refusing to function normally, you did what any self-respecting child of Khaenri’ah would do on April Fools' Day—

You decided to mess with the two most terrifying Harbingers.

"I think I'm pregnant."

Silence.

Pierro, the First Harbinger, the man who had seen centuries of war, simply stared at you.

Capitano, the unstoppable commander of the Fatui army, went utterly, deathly still.

Perfect. Just as planned.

But then—

"Who is responsible?" Capitano's voice was deadly cold.

You blinked.

Wait. They believed you?

Oh, you had to keep going.

"I think it's Childe's"

Pierro stood up immediately. Capitano turned and left the room without another word, marching straight for Childe like he was already preparing the execution.

Step Two: Wait, This Isn’t Funny Anymore

For the second time in his life, Childe almost died.

The first time was when he fell into the Abyss. The second was today.

"I SWEAR I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING!" Childe yelped, dodging Capitano's death grip.

"You dare to defile a Khaenri’ahn child?" Pierro’s voice was lethal.

"I DON'T EVEN KNOW HOW—"

Then, you walked in.

"April Fools'!"

Silence.

Then—

"…"

"…"

"…"

Capitano and Pierro stared at you. Childe, who looked like he had aged ten years, turned to you with the most betrayed expression imaginable.

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN APRIL FOOLS’?!"

You burst out laughing. Oh, this was so much better than you imagined.

Pierro rubbed his temples. Capitano exhaled slowly. Childe looked ready to drop dead.

It was perfect.

But then—

A sharp, sudden pain.

Not a haha-I-ate-too-much kind of pain. Not an oops-I-ran-too-much kind of pain.

This was real. Deep. Wrong.

Your entire body suddenly felt heavy, like it wasn’t your own.

Your stomach? Hurt.

Your vision? Blurry.

Your legs? Weak.

And before you could even process it, before you could even breathe, you collapsed.

Step Three: The Horrifying Realisation

The last thing you heard before everything faded was Childe screaming for a medic.

When you woke up, you were in a cold, sterile room, Pierro and Capitano standing at your bedside.

Their gazes were unreadable, their expressions cold—but their eyes?

Their eyes were burning.

"You're awake." Pierro’s voice was oddly calm.

"We've had the medics examine you," Capitano added. "And it seems your little 'joke'… was not a joke at all."

Your stomach dropped.

"W-what do you mean—"

And that’s when you saw the medical report in Pierro’s hands.

The one confirming it.

The one proving it.

You weren’t sick. You weren’t just feeling weird.

You were actually pregnant.

And worse?

It actually was Childe’s.

Because suddenly, memories came rushing back.

That one mission. That one night. That one mistake.

Oh no.

Step Four: Childe’s Breakdown

"I’M GONNA BE A FATHER?!"

Childe looked seconds away from passing out.

"YOU'RE GONNA BE DEAD." Capitano grabbed him by the collar.

"I SWEAR IT WAS AN ACCIDENT!"

"DOES THIS LOOK LIKE AN ACCIDENT TO YOU?!"

Meanwhile, you?

You just sat there. Absolutely horrified.

What. Had. You. Done?

Step Five: Accept Your Fate

There was no escaping now.

Pierro was already arranging plans for your "well-being." Capitano had personally vowed to make sure you "received proper care."

And Childe?

Childe was crying inside.

Because not only was he now a father—

He was a father under the watch of two of the most dangerous men in the Fatui.

Final Step: Never Pull an April Fools’ Joke Again

The lesson?

NEVER JOKE ABOUT PREGNANCY.

Because sometimes, the joke? Might be on you.

[ikimaru]

I was late for sunburn meme but consider-

(meanwhile Neuvi wondering where his lumitoiles went...)

[that-foul-legacy-lover]

little Melusine Creator and galactical sea-whale Legacy, cradled in the ocean's embrace together. safe from the world who wishes to hunt you, to burn you. he holds you in his claws, the false sky visible only in the distance. Legacy has been alone for so long, a behemoth hiding in the sea- until you came along, stealing his heart and breath away, giving him what he's always desired.

a friend.

he holds his tail over your tiny form, blocking out any light that may disturb your sleep. even then, the markings on your body shimmer dully, etched reminders of all who dared to hurt you. he would growl- but that would wake you. instead he turns it into a purr, bubbles drifting from his fanged maw as he holds you, gentle and secure.

Foul Legacy and the Creator. you and him. forever.

[kokoasci]

liyue aq remains my favorite

[fenkko]

a new little penguin has joined the huddle

[snogards]

play~🖋piofiore~🖋fated~🖋memories~🖋on~🖋my~🖋switch~🖋

Chilumi fans if you've never played Piofiore Fated Memories for the Nintendo Switch. What are you doing

[catchthewolf]

defender of childhood dreams

Witch Hat Atelier redraw, go read WHA if you haven't already

[freminetbathwater]

[witchcrafting]

Another batch of acrylic charms I worked on.... This time some of the Fatui Harbingers.

[121231212i]

Genshin Impact | Some Funny moments in Furina's Demo

[kimithepumpkin]

Some tartali for u to enjoy ❤️

[that-foul-legacy-lover]

Oblivious reader who doesn't realize Legacy likes them even though he follows them around like a lost puppy <3

he just wants a little love and attention,,,, sweet moth boy,,,

it's a constant battle between Foul Legacy and Childe, one wanting to be obvious and upfront and the other doing everything in his power to prevent that. they can't confess! you'll be in danger all the time with Childe's status as a Harbinger, not to mention if you even want to be their partner! Legacy huffs and whines, sulking for a day and a half before even begrudgingly allowing Childe to take the reins in their shared body. fine, then. if his human half forbid it, then Legacy is entirely willing to push the limits as far as he can. Childe isn't the only one here capable of scheming and plotting- plus, this will let Legacy spend more time with you, which is always a plus

the day after Childe tells him no, Legacy is stuck to your side like glue, peeking over your shoulder and happily nudging his head against yours. it makes you laugh in surprise, scratching under his chin as you sit in your garden, looking over some papers. Legacy knows how much you enjoy the company, from both him and Childe. he rolls over in the grass, urging you to give him pets with little chitters and trills. purrs slip from between his fangs when your nimble hands pet and untangle his fluff and hair, never wishing to be parted from you. he revels in the sound of your clueless laughter, because Legacy acts like this around everyone he's friends with, right?

...right?