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(feat. @caelumsaltator , @eleventhenforcer , @nightmonarch and myself as the Backstreet Bois
BACKSTREETâS BACK, ALRIGHT)

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| Faking his death had been quite the orchestrated ordeal. As much as he hasn't wanted to drag Childe into the mess, it was an unfortunate line of events and there's not a moment he doesn't feel a twinge of guilt about it whenever it's brought back to his attention. He's quite lucky to even have Childe give him the light of day, let alone still take him out to lunch. He's suddenly lost his appetite. He gingerly sets down his utensils.
"Yes, you have quite the impeccable memory, Childe. It is indeed something to be quite proud of." He looks up from his half eaten lunch.Â
"But would you really consider that enough knowledge to know someone? I'll admit I haven't divulged much of my history with you, but I can't help but wonder why you give me the time of day after what I did to you."Â
When you also stowaway on a boat bc Teucer convinced you and you donât get a hug???Â
@eleventhenforcerâ
@eleventhenforcerâ sent:Â âDonât play coy; I know you love this, ojou-chan." Childe all but breathes the words out, caging the Traveler in with his body while a mischievous smile paints his lips. They're thankfully in one of the less traveled alleyways of Liyue Harbor, but it doesn't take away from the fact they may get caught. Hand continuing to remain slipped up her skirt, fingers moving languidly--He hummed. "Keep your voice down, hm?" ||Â Harder Non-Cringe Sin Asks - Not accepting!
Word count: 914. Whoops.
@eleventhenforcerâ sent: â even the powerful need protection sometimes. â The Harbinger makes the comment with a light-hearted grin, despite the rather dire circumstances and the fact that he might be bleeding. "Don't worry so much, ojou-chan. I'll take care of them." || ** protective  sentence  starters
Tsk.
âNo. Youâre not going back out there!â The sound of her dress ripping to make a makeshift bandages can be heard. The hold on his arm tightening to hold him back so she can work. Itâs not much, but given their position and what little time they have to regroup, she acts before reaching into her bag for the proper medical wraps. The white cloths begins to turn red as the blood bleeds through each wound he has. Even as she fastens the cloths tightly in tight knots, she can already tell this is going to the wayside. The time bought from her cast of the tornado was barely enough.
She also knows she canât tell him to stay back. Itâs Childe -- youâd have to tie him to a heavy anchor and hope he doesnât find a way out of it before he even dared to back down from a fight.
Reminds her of someone else...
âHow can you protect the strong if you end up pushing yourself with wounds like that? Youâll die right when you go back in that state!â For this to work, she has to move now. Donât let him take a moment to think. Golden hues do one last check. Everything seems to be covered. Nowâs her chance --  âCover me, and donât move past that spot, Childe!â Lumine barks the order, releasing her hold from him as she begins to rush rush back into the fray. Particles starting to glow as her sword comes to rest in her hand. The grip on it is tighter than usual as the hilt materializes. Already knuckles were turning white.
Ah, sheâs mad.

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(Genshin co-op moments feat. @caelumsaltator , @eleventhenforcer and @nightmonarch / @maestro-of-musesÂ
Also Iâm the one who suggested a Zhongli commemorative photo before we ended off for the night.)
@eleventhenforcerâ sent: đ„đ„đ„đ„đ„đ„đ„đ„đ„ ChiLumi || Send me a âđ„â, and Iâll write a NSFW headcanon about our muses. -- Not accepting!
Lumine after like five hours of sex and foreplay confirmed -- ok now to the âcanons!
@eleventhenforcerâ sent:Â â Bathing, washing, or soaking together quietly after sex. - Lumine, because Childe worked her a little too hard. His way of making up for it. ||Â Acts of Affection
She knew sheâd be sore, for it already began to soak in. Much like the water, trying to help remove some of the aches that lingered throughout her body. She also knows that itâd be best to rest, but trying to get Paimon to not wake her or make her move is, well, another story. At least, this time, she had no plans for the following day.Â
Or two, rather.
The heat of the water tugs at her tired limbs. Fighting against it, she waits for him. A brief thought comes to mind -- what would people think if they saw this side of him? But before she can answer that question, the sound of liquid spilling over and hitting the floor reminds her of his presence. Lumine doesnât turn out, instinctively leaning back. Childe knows that sheâll fall asleep if she does, so he holds up one hand to stop her.Â
âStay up a little longer.â Thereâs a lift to his voice, and sheâs quick to pick up on it. Soft smile comes to her face, closing her eyes as she feels his hand move, guiding her down instead. This way, she can rest against him, but not be too comfortable to fall back asleep. Lumineâs not too happy about this, her back hurting more than it did earlier. Thereâs also knowing when to pick your battles, and when not to. Currently, she decides on the latter, at least reaching for his other hand.
âItâs tempting not to, Ajax.â Her voice is still hoarse, cracking slightly under his name. It doesnât hurt to talk -- at least this time, but itâs volume is softer as she doesnât want to risk losing her voice. âYouâre too comfortable.â Thereâs a laugh in her ear from him, arms encircling her. She uses a bit of energy to come closer, not feeling any resistance from his side. Not that he minds in the slightest.