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mariaxxxxx · 10 months ago

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Fantasize (Namor x Black!Reader)

Summary: Fantasy can be sweet compared to reality.

Warnings: 18+ ONLY/ Minors DNI, Angust, Sex, Apologies, Crying, Creampie, Passionate sex, size difference, smut, soft!dom!, slight degradation, unprotected sex (don't do that wrap this thing), aftercare, curse words, breeding kink.

A/N: English is not my mother tongue. I apologize for any errors.

Work count: 4.113

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K'uk'ulkan is a man who earned his position as leader of Talokan through hard work and iron-fisted leadership. Considered by his people as a God and by his enemies as an executioner, admired by many for having the good characteristics that make a king and a physical appearance as divine as paradise. He wasn't the kind of guy to start a small conversation, but he knew exactly how to persuade a person with his words. There were also social subtleties involved, which You found adorable, the man was gallant and imposing and this made people respect him more. His father thought he was arrogant and proud. You agreed with him, but chose to describe that man differently; he was a bit of a jerk, a bit of a romantic, and incredibly powerful. These are really unique characteristics.

You look up as he enters Wakanda's council room. You open your mouth to greet him, knowing it's a bad idea. Luckily for You, a loud scoff from his father makes You both focus on the conversation going on in the room. He sits, next to his father, a place fit for a royal guest.

“The situation with the Americans is under control.” His father is speaking to the leader of Talokan with a loud tone of voice, an annoying trait of his. “As agreed, our borders have been strengthened.”

“We cannot relax if we take into account the persistence of the colonizers.” As the river tribe leader speaks You watch K'uk'ulkan's eyebrows arch upward.

K'uk'ulkan is the type of man who is interested in subjects that disrespect his nation and enjoys strategic conversations to keep the colonizers' curiosity at bay. He likes to hear what his allies have to say, although he almost never agrees with the decisions made. He was a violent man indeed. He always responded to violence with more violence.

“The late king’s decision to open Wakanda’s borders brought dilemmas that needed to be resolved.” Says K'uk'ulkan with his apathetic face, but You can detect a small gleam in his eyes. You know how much he always has to fight not to reveal his dissatisfaction with being so far from home. “It is not enough to close the borders again, more brutal measures need to be carried out.”

Oh! There it was. The flame of war shining in his pupils. Two years ago Talokan went to war with Wakanda. A dispute that caused losses for both sides. It was still difficult for many to overcome the death of Queen Ramonda and the departure of the legitimate heir out of the country, leaving Wakanda once again without its protector. Black Panther chose to step aside, indefinitely, to deal with his grief. The decision was respected and accepted by the council, but the people did not look favorably on it; after all, Black Panther was the warrior spirit sent by Bast to protect us.

After the ascension to the throne of his father, King Jabari, diplomatic programs were created to formalize the ceasefire and the union of both nations to deal with attempts to steal Vibranium. His father chose to return to old policies; close Wakanda's borders and suspend metal extraction. Such an attitude made Talokan, the people and the council happy, but not the colonists who demanded the sharing of Vibranium.

The conversation went on for a long time; they talked about metal, about borders, bonds of friendship, trade routes... At some point, you disconnected and sank into the chair with your eyes fixed on the floor, shaking your head every time someone said something. Meetings were tedious for a young man like You with so much energy to burn.

“So, have we reached a decision?” Your father says suddenly, snapping You out of your thoughts. You look at everyone in the room and notice when everyone exclaims a resounding Yes. Only one says nothing. You notice K'uk'ulkan's fingers turn a little too white, as if he's gripping the arms of his chair. A clear sign of irritation and denial.

You're not surprised to see him get up and leave, but no one comments on it before your father says,

“At least he didn’t fondle us again.”

(...)

That night, You escaped the palace walls, all ready to go the moment the clock struck eleven. When this happens, you hide from the Dora Milaje. After all, it wasn't safe for a new little princess to walk the streets late at night. The big doors open and you walk out into the night. You knew the way with your eyes closed; Behind the palace, surrounded by large trees, there was a saltwater river little known to the inhabitants.

On the riverbank there was a rustic wooden cabin with opaque glass windows and a large oak door. You didn't know who built this place, but in the last two years it had become yours and his. Little by little you redecorated the place, filling it with luxurious furniture and yellow lights.

You silently enter the place, turning on the lights and observe the mess you and he made on your last date. You put on shabby clothes, tie your hair up and start working as if you were being paid to do so. You start by arranging the cushions on the couch, then clean all the dishes, counters and general surfaces. You finish by vacuuming all the sand from the place and mopping the floor with a cloth dampened with scented water. You don't care about the room. After all, he was always so tidy. Your lover would rather take You in the living room, or on the balcony, or by the river under the starlight; very few times did you use that bed.

When you finish your cleaning marathon, your watch beeps informing you that it was already midnight and he would be here soon. You take a break and run to the bathroom. After a shower, perfumed your skin and touched up your makeup, you put on a thigh-length dress made of transparent fabric. The dress leaves your breasts and intimacy exposed, so you minimize this fact by placing a padless lace bra and thin panties under the dress. You looked beautiful, like the Goddess Isis waiting for her Osiris.

You return to the kitchen to start preparing something to eat. There are just a few minutes left before the food is ready when the cabin door opens and you hear a familiar voice.

"My love, I'm here." K'uk'ulkan breaks the silence that has hung over the environment since You arrived. You don't bother shouting, you never do. You would do it in person in seconds instead of yelling at each other in different rooms. The last time you dared to perform such a vulgar act, K'uk'ulkan gave you slaps on the ass to educate you correctly. A good wife greets her husband when he walks through the door, he said as he slapped her behind. You loved being punished like that, but you hated spending three whole days without being able to sit down.

You leave the kitchen and go to him, with a big smile on your lips. You find him in the room wearing fancy clothes richly decorated with gold and jade. He keeps his shorts green with black embroidered details. You extend your arms and circle them around his neck. You give him a kiss on the lips in greeting. He returns the kiss, pressing your body against his.

"Hello my dear." You pull away from his lips and turn your head to give him a kiss on the cheek. "How was your day?"

“Stressful, but I managed to escape to be with my wife.” He smiles and plays with a strand of your hair. “Knowing that You are here to care for me fills my heart with joy.”

The kisses didn't stop as he spoke and You were struggling to remember the stew that was boiling on the stove.

“Fuck” You don’t think about the curse until a hand squeezes your hip. A subtle warning of how such verbiage was not allowed in that environment.

“Such a beautiful girl with such a dirty mouth.” He mutters. His lips brush your ear, and you have to concentrate to push him away.

“I need to go to the kitchen.”

“Just focus on me, my love.” You can feel in his tone he wants to break You, break the character You play. Like a dizzy duck You fall into his trap.

“K’uk’ulkan” You whine. "Is very fast! Our dinner will burn and it will be a disaster.”

You scream when you feel a sharp slap on your ass. His hand makes a circular movement at the impact site, easing the pain a little. This was her punishment for being so petulant towards her man.

“Don’t talk to me like that.” His voice is lower, a little dark.

"Sorry my love."

"Good girl." He removes his arms from your waist and signals you to go to the kitchen. You mumble a simple thank you and rush over to find the food boiling furiously over medium heat. You hang up and return to the room, to him.

“Now I’m all yours, my love.”

“What have You done to us?” He says it like he doesn't know. As if he hadn't instructed her what to cook.

“A stew with vegetables accompanied by cornbread.”

It was a rule established by both of you that you would do your best to please him. No easy or quick foods, no fatty foods with added sugar and pesticides. K'uk'ulkan didn't take care of himself, in his opinion. He woke up early to govern, stayed late in meetings and would certainly forget to eat if You didn't prepare something. You remembered how he claimed not to eat much, a phrase that made you want to care for this man who cared for others and neglected himself. Not that this was a surprise, however. K'uk'ulkan was born with a crown on his head, so difficulty taking time away from work and taking care of himself became commonplace.

There was also the pleasure of serving and being served. He was excited by the idea of having a wife ready to serve him at the end of the day, with the effort made by You to please him in every way. It excited both of you, knowing that you worked hard without complaining to please him. In addition to carnal pleasure, there was cuddling; although you and he never talked to define exactly what this relationship was, nights of cuddling and talking on the sidelines were not uncommon. He liked to please too, it would not be uncommon for him to give you gifts ranging from fabrics with gold thread to jewelry; You hid them in the back of your closet to avoid questions.

His hand snakes down your hips to your butt, he gives it a squeeze making you moan with a little discomfort at having your sore flesh being touched like that.

"Adorable." The words vibrate in you. His hands suddenly caress your body. The hand pauses, pulls back, and spanks her ass afterwards. “What do you say after being praised, my love?”

You stabilize yourself with the force of the blow, fight back a groan, smile at him and mutter a loud:

"Thanks."

“You’re such a good little girl” he reflects, pressing your body against his so you can feel the hardness that was forming between your legs. “You love this, don’t you? You love it when I discipline you.”

You don't answer because you think it's a rhetorical question, but a warm hand moves his hair away and thick fingers grab the back of his neck.

"Yes my love. Thank you for taking care of me and teaching me how to be a good woman.” You fight back a bratty response about how you could take care of yourself.

“Such a good queen to me.”

Your mind lights up at the word queen being expelled from his mouth. You're insecure about the current agreement to never discuss these things, so you just smile, and kiss him passionately, pretending that being called his queen hasn't affected you in every way possible.

You allow his tongue into your mouth savoring the feeling of him touching you so softly. His skin burns red hot from the hot trail his hands leave as they roam your body. A hand tangles in his hair and pulls his head back enough for You to feel the pressure on your scalp. K'uk'ulkan attacks his neck, distributing wet kisses while you moan and encourage him to continue.

“K’uk’ulkan” You moan shamelessly when he sucks on the sensitive skin of your neck. He walks away, leaving you a mess, the damn thing had the power to make you go crazy with so little.

"Let's play a game." He suggests. A part of You is disappointed by this, but You knew how he liked to prolong the night. He moves away from you, sitting on the navy blue sofa; You narrow your eyes, finding this attitude strange, but his smug smile prepares you for what comes next. “Take off your panties and climb up my thigh. Now."

You don't wait long and you're soon getting rid of your panties, straddling his thigh after doing so. The cool, bare skin damps beneath You which is clearly visible when K'uk'ulkan pushes you back to check, You gasp when you realize how wet you were. His face burns with embarrassment, so you cover him in a cute reaction. You can't meet his gaze when he grabs his hand and pulls them away so you opt to kiss him for a minute to hide the embarrassment. Until he pulls away and puts his hands on your hips.

“I barely touched you and you’re already wet.” His hands are firmly on your hips, he uses them to pull you against him causing friction. “I know how desperate You are for this. Keep your moans low. Anyway, good girls never act like whores.”

He was right about how much You needed this, of course. The bastard knew her like the back of his hand. He leans his torso against the couch, giving him a privileged view of the movements of his hips. You bite your bottom lip to keep from moaning loudly when a specific movement increases contact with your swollen clit. You can barely concentrate between your low sighs and the warm hand that snakes across your belly and over your breasts, the feeling of his hand drives you crazy and without you realizing it a loud moan escapes your mouth when one of your breasts are tight.

You come out of your little world of pleasure to be met with K'uk'ulkan's intense gaze. He arches an eyebrow and squeezes your hips when you try to seek more friction.

"Sorry." His breath catches with the need to be forgiven, your hands tighten on his shoulders and you, once again, try to move your hips only to have your plans thwarted.

"Stand up." He commands and You obey. “It looks like my beautiful girl is having trouble following my orders. What a shame!"

"Sorry my love." You falter when you see the expression on his face.

“We need to solve this problem” You can see the cruel smile and you resist the urge to roll your eyes. “Take off your dress and come onto my lap.”

You take everything off and stand naked in front of him. Hesitantly, you walk over to him and settle into his lap. K'uk'ulkan rests one hand on your upper back and squeezes your shoulder. Care before everything happens You understand. You arch into his lap due to the hard slap he gives your ass.

“Tell and be thankful.” He orders.

"To thank?" His question is rewarded with another hard slap on his ass. "Sorry. Thank you for the lesson my love.”

"Good girl. Too bad this one didn't count. I didn’t hear any numbers.” You can see his smile in your mind. "Count."

"Yes." You speak breathlessly, one hand gripping his leg to anchor yourself. A slap. "One. Thank you my love"

"Higher." Another slap.

"Two. Thank you my love."

You hear a chuckle and his hand covers your ass, rubbing it creating momentary relief.

“Behave and you won’t be punished again.”

The blow comes harder this time, catching You off guard enough to scream.

"Three. Thanks." You say breathlessly.

“I said it without groaning.” The slap is even stronger than the previous one, you bite your lip to keep from screaming. “Thank me and I’ll think about whether I’ll fuck you with my cock.”

“Thank you for punishing me, K’uk’ulkan” You lick your lips to moisten them. “Please fuck me with your cock.”

He grabs the back of your neck and pulls you up, the quick movement makes you slide off the couch and fall on your knees between his legs. You look up only to find the obsidian orbs watching you with intensity. This man has too much power over You, and You can't care about it. You were about to beg to suck his dick, but K'uk'ulkan grabs your jaw with his fingers and caresses your lips with his thumb, You suck it devotedly without looking away.

“I will be benevolent today.”

You are internally grateful for the decision. K'uk'ulkan had been teasing you for a long time and your pussy was throbbing, and you had never been so ready to be fucked in your life. He tightens the grip on your jaw, a reminder for you to thank him.

"Thanks." You say. “Fuck me with your divine cock, K'uk'ulkan”

“My good girl, so good to me.” He caresses his cheek with his fingertips. “Lie down on the mat and spread your legs.”

You find yourself crawling onto the carpet a moment later, laying your head on a cushion. You look at K'uk'ulkan, his body sculpted by gods, he worked to rid himself of the jewelry and green trunks.

“Eat me feathered serpent.” You say, making no move to hide the way you look at him.

K'uk'ulkan lets out a rough, savage growl, and you notice how hard and rigid his cock is begging for attention. Your pussy moistens even more at the knowledge of how thirsty he was.

“I'm going to fuck you soon, my love. I want to get You ready for me.”

He moves his body until he is on top of you and kisses you. You feel his cock in your belly, dripping with your juices, and you feel divine for provoking such a reaction in that man. You feel a finger slide through your intimate area, playing with your swollen clitoris and then being inserted into your vaginal canal. You groan at the intrusion. You kiss him harder when a second finger is introduced and then the third.

“K'uk'ulkan, You are stretching me. I cannot stand." You say only to receive a raised eyebrow before he goes back to doing what he was doing. With his thumb, he circles your clitoris in circular movements to the point that you see stars.

“You’re my good girl, you can take it.” He leans in, and the predatory tone of his voice when he speaks makes you squirm beneath him. “Cum on my fingers and I’ll give you my cock.

Her folds tighten tightly on the edge of a powerful orgasm. You try to beg, but only disjointed sounds come out of your mouth. You feel his thumb tease your clitoris with movements oscillating between slow and fast, in a sneaky movement he removes his thumb only to press it harder immediately afterwards. His orgasm hits you like a truck. You arch your back and scream for him when you feel your spirit leave your body and return shortly afterwards.

“K'uk'ulkan, I'm...”

“You’re going to cum again.” He says as he aligns his cock with your pussy, You moan when he purposely rubs against your hard and sensitive clit. “This time, it will be on my dick.”

He pushes hard. You're wet and open enough, but he was pretty big and the pain of penetration was inevitable, but it was a good pain. Every time You loved feeling his cock tearing your wet pussy. He supports himself on his elbows which give him the possibility to fuck you hard and he does so.

"Cum." You blurt out as he beats you mercilessly.

Above You, K'uk'ulkan ate you like a flesh-hungry beast. The dull touch of his skin hitting yours fills you with anxiety, and makes you think about the bruises that will appear. He grabs her waist with one hand just to stretch her a little and thrust her with more force.

“My perfect wife, good girl, my good good queen.” He babbled helplessly as he thrust hard into her pussy that was clenching around him, a clear sign of a new orgasm approaching. “I will spill my semen inside You. Filling Your womb with a baby will make You my queen and take them away.”

“Put a baby in me, K’uk’ulkan” You beg him. The hand squeezes his waist again as he attacks with a series of swear words in his mother tongue.

With a powerful thrust You cum again, screaming his name shamelessly. Your inner folds contract, squeezing his cock inside You, K'uk'ulkan tries to resist it, but it was a losing battle. He comes grunting like an animal spilling drop by drop of his seed inside You. He still gives a few more thrusts as if to ensure that You received every drop of his sperm. He collapses on top of you, with his cock still inside your pussy.

It stays inside You until You are uncomfortable. K'uk'ulkan Pulls away, pulling his softening cock out of You, a moan escaping when You feel the emptiness that was left. Your walls were sensitive and stained with his release; satisfaction filled every molecule of your body at this feat. K'uk'ulkan lies down next to him; you turn your head to him and smile, place a chaste kiss on his lips and sigh softly:

"Thank you my love."

To then be pulled closer and wrapped in a comforting hug.

“We need to eat.” You say snuggling into his chest, he pulls You into him.

“I already ate.” He says with his eyes closed. "I am very satisfied."

“You made me cook for nothing.” You speak of false indignation. “I’ll leave You hungry next time.”

“I will make it up to you later for cooking. Now, let's rest. Soon the sun will rise.”

Silence settles in the room, a sign that K'uk'ulkan was sleeping. You were not left behind, falling into a deep sleep with pleasant dreams.

The sun was rising when You awoke from your sleep. It wasn't a surprise to discover that you were alone. You never woke up next to him. As the leader of a nation he needed to return to his nation and, as painful as it was, he knew the implications that his affair with K'uk'ulkan could bring if he didn't go underwater. Hatred for surface dwellers was sown centuries ago and it would be difficult for a Talokanil's relationship with a surface dweller to be accepted.

You shook your head to dismiss such frivolous thoughts. I knew this was salt in the wound, a long time ago. You had already convinced yourself that you were nothing more than a concubine; You accepted this position with flying colors, although a little voice in your head always begged you to demand more. Being his queen, the mother of his children seemed like an impossible dream, so for the sake of your sanity You accepted the role to be played; sex is necessary and affection when requested. One day, this would end; You would marry a nobleman or some promising scientist and have his children, K'uk'ulkan would be nothing more than a youthful fling.

“Fuck” You cursed as you realized where your thoughts were taking you downs a dangerous path again.

After all, you and he would stay in this fantasy a thousand times if necessary. Until reality knocked on the door and took us back to the harsh reality. For now, you could be content with pretending he was yours; pretend he would come back every night as her husband to love her and possess her body under the starlight. You sigh as you realize how your reality wasn't as pleasant as your expectations. You snuggle on the rug, deciding to sleep a little longer until you return to the palace, your father would definitely be upset and question your disappearance, but you could deal with that later. Now, You just wanted to close your eyes and dream of a reality where You and K'uk'ulkan would be happy surrounded by children. Fantasy could be sweet compared to reality.

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sohcah-toa · 3 years ago

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heyheyhey, idk if you do sfw stuff. but if ya do, im here to request some lovely hurt/no comfort childe stuff. maybe a breakup or just like he gets sent off back to szneyaha (how ever tf u spell it).

anyways i hope you're well <33 take care of yourself 💜

-your local depressed childe simp™

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💬 i hope you're doing fine! <3 i'm not sure about what i did! i hope this is what you meant :{

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Childe took you out on a date today. He was ultra sweet which was suspicious, but to thank him you decided to do something.

You just got home from the date but you immediately started. You grabbed all the materials you needed. You decided to make a whale origami for him! It would serve as his lucky charm whenever he fights. You were so proud of this idea.

You ended up having no sleep at all, you wanted to give this to him quickly. Who knows when he'll fight?! He needs this whale! It wasn't that easy and you aren't creative, so you ended up wasting a lot of paper.

"I made the perfect one!" You say, looking at all the paper you crumpled up "I just made one and it took me a day" you plop on the bed, whale in hand "I was supposed to make a narwhal but that's impossible for me"

—

Your eyes adjusted as you open them, you look at the time "I was supposed to meet Childe!" and you quickly prepared.

You took the whale before leaving. It was extremely cold, it was raining. You waited for Childe on your usual place. You had a wide smile on your face, holding the small whale that was in your pocket while your other hand holds the umbrella.

He promised yesterday he'd be there but it's been half an hour and he still hasn't arrived. The smile on your face was gone, you became worried about him, what if something happened?

Just when you were about to go see him in his work place, he arrived, running towards you but without his usual cheerful self.

"Did something happen?" You ask him, sharing the umbrella, he was soaked. He tried catching his breath before apologizing to you.

"I-I'm sorry I'm late" He panted, still tired from his run "I have to go"

"But— you just arrived" You tell him "You're soaked, you're gonna get sick, here" you tried giving him your scarf but he pushed your hand away gently.

"I meant— I really gotta go" He said, he frowned, looking at your face, obviously wanting to know how you would react "Let's b-break up" his voiced cracked a little.

But to his surprise, you just laughed "Alright Childe" you roll your eyes playfully "Stop the pranks! Anyway I have to give you—"

"I'm not joking y/n" He held both your shoulders. You can't tell if he was crying or not because of all the water dripping on his face "I love you.. so much. Please take care" he kept kissing and hugging you before finally separating himself, making your clothes wet before running off again.

You were too stunned to even speak or move. You watch his back as he keeps getting further and further away.

When you suddenly get your senses back, a river of tears covered your face but you didn't feel anything at all. The umbrella fell as you sprint, following Childe. Slowly, you start feeling horrible, the energy being sapped away from you but you continued running hoping it wasn't too late since he was much faster than you.

—

"Where have you been Childe?!" Signora scolded him "We're about to leave"

Childe panted, looking behind him, seeing if you would follow but he didn't see you. Another shout from Signora, Childe climbed inside the ship, he kept looking back.

Childe frowned, changing his clothes in his own private room in the ship "It was— for the better .. probably" he sighed. It still hadn't sunk in.

There was a knock "Hey stupid ass, everybody's eating"

"Leave me alone Scaramouche!" Childe said, burying his face in the pillow "Fuck, I made the wrong choice" the pillow muffled the screams he was making.

—

You were crying, running towards their headquarters. Once you arrived, nobody was there, just a bunch of papers. You kneeled down and read some of it "Snezhnaya .. go back? The mission changed? W-What?" you start sobbing and screaming, throwing papers everywhere.

"Um, can I help you?" someone said "If you're looking for the harbingers, they already left"

You turned to face the voice .. a familiar face! You wipe your tears away "Viktor! You're here!"

Viktor shrugged "Oh, it's you .." then sighed "Didn't Childe tell you?" he asked, you shook your head no "Boy, didn't quite expect that"

"Please, help me!" You begged, you were desperate. That can't possibly be the last interaction you both had! You haven't even given him the whale.

Viktor sighed "I'm not some harbinger. The harbingers were on a ship, while we, the others are going much later. I can't possibly smuggle you with me!"

And that just gave you an idea.

—

"Childe" Dottore knocked "Open up"

Childe didn't answer. It was just Dottore anyway. Childe was silently crying on the pillow.

"If you don't open up, I'll kick this door" Signora's voice. This alarmed Childe, he'll get an earful if he doesn't follow. He immediately stood up, wiped his tears and opened the door.

"The hell do you guys need?" Childe asked, even Scaramouche was there.

"You can't act like that in front of the Tsaritsa" Signora said "Reminder to get your shit together"

"Did you get dumped?" Dottore laughed, trying to high five Scaramouche but Scara just rolled his eyes at him, leaving him hanging.

"Just leave me alone. Besides, we don't get there for a few days so it's fine" He sighed and closed the door on their faces. He laid down again, hugging his pillow, pretending it was you "It really is for the better. You'll find someone better than me, better than this"

—

A few weeks later, you were feeling helpless and frustrated. Viktor on the other hand, tries his best to smuggle you in. It was time to leave.

You went inside of the ship with the luggage "Thanks, Viktor" you said, finally getting in.

"You're lucky they're not strict with us" He said "Then, I'll go up now. Remember to never leave here, I'll bring you some food"

You nod, waving bye. You were with all the other luggage in the ship "I wonder what it's like working with Childe" you smile to yourself. You remember the last time you spoke to each other. It brings pain to your chest, like someone's gripping it, wanting to pop it. In no time, you found yourself quietly sobbing, you covered your face "Why— did we have to break up?"

—

"Finally back" Dottore said, going out of the ship. They had to walk because almost everything is frozen.

Everybody was getting out. Childe was still frowning, not his usual self so the others are really weirded out.

"The Tsaritsa wants to see us all, ASAP" Signora said, walking faster then everybody but then she looked back "The others are already there and Childe, remember what I said"

Childe sighed then nodded, sloppily walking on ice.

It was a few hours before they arrived at the Palace. Childe already conditioned himself to be as professional as he can even if takes up all of his energy.

—

Weeks later, you were starting to feel uneasy, questioning about everything. You were lifeless, so much so that Viktor was starting to worry about you.

"We're almost there, no worries" Viktor said, nervous about what to say, he doesn't even know anything about what you're going through.

"Tell me, Viktor, how is it in Snezhnaya?" you asked, eating your food even if you didn't want to.

Viktor pondered for a second and said "Cold, very. The people are quite — well— I have no idea how to explain it. Anyway, before everybody grabs their luggage, you have to leave immediately"

"Yes" you nodded "Thanks for all your help"

At last, you have arrived. The life in your eyes slowly comes back, hurriedly leaving the ship, just like what Viktor told you. He told you to go left so nobody would see you, he was right, it was all ice!

You shivered even though you were wearing layered of clothes already. You slowly walk straight towards the city "C-Childe" you whisper, there was smoke leaving your mouth. It was unbearably cold. You start feeling weak, you rub your hands together for warmth but it does nothing.

You stop for a while and sit down "I never knew it was this cold here" your eyes start feeling heavy and your body refuses to move.

—

You slowly open your eyes, it feels warm, you see an unfamiliar ceiling. You turn to your right and see three people, they were all young "W-Who are you? What's happening? Where am I?" you sit right up.

"Welcome to the Cyclops Club! I'm Anthon, the leader" He looked very familiar for some reason.

"I'm Tonia, please don't get weirded out" She sighed, even she looked familiar.

"Teucer, I'm the one who named the club" He looked at you very intently "You look very familiar" he kept touching your face. Tonia just keeps stopping him.

"Thank you uhm" You look at each one of them "Anthon, Tonia and Teucer?" you then realize "Childe's—?"

"You know big brother?!" Teucer's eyes immediately sparkled "Do you know where he is?"

"Shh Teucer, stop talking" Tonia covered his mouth. You remembered that Childe told you Teucer didn't know about the Fatui.

Tonia and Anthon were looking at you, hoping you would get it so you played along "Oh right, he's making some toys for you guys. Anyway!" you changed the topic immediately "Haven't you seen him yet?"

"Yet?" Anthon asked, him and Tonia exchanged looks, they didn't know?

You look at them and felt bad "I meant to say— anyway, thank you for taking care of me. How did you even manage to carry me?"

"Well, we three were surrounding you but we couldn't carry you" Tonia said, you imagine them doing everything they can to carry you and you laugh to yourself, Tonia continued "Some masked man carried you here, wearing all black? Said his name was Viktor"

You smile and thank Viktor in your mind "Thank you Anthon, Tonia and Teucer"

"You have to answer our questions first!" Anthon said "How did you know big brother?"

"I'm a — friend of his" You hesitate for a second there, they can't possibly know about a partner right?

"A friend! Then do you know his partner by any chance?!" Tonia's eyes light up "I really want to meet them! He told us he would bring them home but he never does"

Your heart ache, a twinge in every part of your body. You felt weak, couldn't move or speak at all. You never knew he told them about you. You feel yourself start crying but you try to hold it together for the kids.

"Yeah, I've waiting for forever! Big brother told us that person was very cool!" Teucer jumped with joy.

"Hmm, I'd like to meet them too. Big brother told us that they like adventures. I'd get along with them pretty well" Anthon said.

As they discussed between themselves, your tears start to fall. You remember every moment you had with Childe up until the last: when he broke up with you and left without explaining anything. If that really was his decision then you'll leave it be but you know that last conversation wasn't what you deserved.

"Are you alright?" Tonia asked, looking for cloth everywhere "Here" she helped you as you wiped your tears.

"Yeah, sorry, just feeling a little tired. Aren't you supposed to be back home?" You know it's selfish but you can't be with them anymore, it just hurts you even more "I have to go too" you put your hand in your pocket and the whale was there "Oh, um, can I ask you for a favor first?"

"Yeah!" Teucer said "Anything for our big brother's friend!"

Friend, huh? You smile "Give this to him, alright? This is your club's mission!" you told them, all of them were eager, you give them the whale. They all got excited.

"Woah! That looks so adorable!" Tonia said

"As the leader, I promise you that this will reach our big brother!" Anthon said

"Waaaah! So cute!" Teucer said, examining it

You pat their heads one by one and give it to Anthon

"I trust you. I'll go now, thank you for all your help" You say before leaving them all behind.

You sigh, walking back to where you came from "He lives in a completely different world than mine. Maybe it is for the better, maybe I didn't really know him .. this side of him at least" you felt the same twinge earlier but this time, you were sure of your decision.

Luckily, the ship was still there, guess they had errands at Snezhnaya too, hitting two birds with one stone by also sending all the other fatui members.

You get inside the luggage place like earlier except it was already empty. You get settled in, it'll be a long time before you go back.

It was silly anyway, going to Snezhnaya, you were lucky those three found you, if it was the officials, you could've been caught with no official papers. You were being too hasty; making decisions left and right.

You grab your chest, gripping it with all you can staring into the vast ice while sobbing "Farewell, Ajax"

—

Childe released another deep sigh before entering his home, preparing to act happy in front of his siblings. He opened the door and said "Surprise!" but no one was home "Great" he sighed once again, plopping on the floor, sobbing "Y/n.. I promised I'll take you here the next time I came home, I'm sorry"

The door hit his shoe as the door opened, he stood up, wiped his face and looked at who it was, it was the three kids "BIG BROTHER!" Tonia and Teucer jumped and hugged him

"Anthon?" Childe asked, Anthon finally hugged him, the whale behind him.

"You're finally here!" Tonia said, letting it slip

"Tonia, shh!" Anthon reminded her causing her to cover her mouth

"We met a person!" Teucer said "At the clubhouse you made for us near the port!"

"I guess they gave hints that you were arriving. Did you come with them? Where were you?" Anthon kept asking a bunch of questions

Childe laughed nervously, he can't tell them that he spent a few days at the palace working "Making toys! A-ha of course, toys. Don't worry, I'll be here for good" he sighed remembering what the Tsaritsa said, that they won't ever leave again, he was still relieved he found an excuse for Teucer "Wait— you met a person?"

"Yeah! Your friend!" Teucer said beaming with joy, it was the first time they met a friend of Childe's "They told us to give you a whale"

Anthon handed it over "Take care of it. I guess that person went all the way here just to give you this? I don't understand" he was confused.

Childe stared at the origami, he took it carefully, staring intently until tears started falling from his eyes "It's Y/n. They were here? I-I— made the wrong .. choice after all" he sniffed, as if talking to himself, he immediately ran outside, leaving the kids, running. The tears in his eyes became small icicles.

—

"You .." Childe said, still running towards the port, he stopped and stared at the ocean, the sound of waves were loud enough to make his sobs seem quiet " .. aren't here anymore"

He panted, trying to catch his breath "I can't believe you .. came here for me" he smiled, wiping his icicle tears "You really are something else .. lucky for you I'am too" he smiled softly, talking to the whale in his hand.

—

You arrive at Liyue with a sigh, feeling weak and hopeless, walking home lifeless even leaving your luggage behind since it doesn't matter. It really was official, you were broken up with Childe. All those years, fun times, those sacrifices you both made were gone just like that.

You finally arrive home, so lifeless that you couldn't even cry. You plop on the floor. You felt needles on your chest, pushing in even further as your tears finally flow down on your face. Unlike what it felt in Snezhnaya, these tears felt warm.

"Childe.." You whisper to yourself "Please, come back"

You spend your days in your home, depressed, waiting for him to knock but nobody ever does. Minutes felt like hours, hours felt like days and days felt like weeks. You had no idea how much time has passed, you don't care anyway.

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