a/n nothing, just chaos- also i cant stop thinking about his hair like it looks so delicious and i want to eat it.
(guys theres this like rly cute dude in my eng class and i wna ask him out but i can't :((() might turn this into a full fic as a celebration if i get a commission on my kofi :0
no cuz imagine ayato seeing you talking with kujou kamaji and just going like ānah, nope, i'm going to be PETTY today,ā then proceeds to ignore you for the rest of the day. does he know heās being petty? absolutely. does he care? absolutely not. he has his pride to uphold after all! you're just absolutely confused because why is your boyfriend suddenly staring through your skull? (cause the height difference ykyk) and then you try and talk to him and he just. walks away?!?!?!?! (ayato villain arc begins) like ur so used to his antics but heās just so. petty. Like you literally tell him, hey, i'm going out today and he goes oh have fun, donāt kiss your other boyfriend too much while youāre out but under his breath. and youāre just flabbergasted because wtf is he on about?? but then he just gets pettier and pettier because this man wants you to ask him what's wrong so he can gatekeep why hes being petty and make you do favors for him (aka play with his hair while he works!! :0) and hes such a menace about it too. oh, you're going to write? well, you canāt because YOUR INKWELL DISAPPEARS. you want to go out? all your shoes in the estate are gone! Basically you can't do anything (until you apologize to your poor poor ayato but you dont know that) at some point he gets so fed up with your idiocy (his words, not mine) and he flicks you hard on the forehead and collapses on your lap, moaning and grumbling about how his own girlfriend doesnāt love him anymore (oikawa energy if you ask me) ofc youāre just rolling ur eyes at him but hey, heās excused because heās hot right? but heās not done- mf goes on to gaslight you into sticking with him 24/7 to repay for your ātreacheryā. please bonk him on the head to smack some sense into him.
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a/n: why r childe's arms in the gameplay so skinny?? where is my muscular man?? ik i should be working on my series but im boreddd
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angst (kinda) to fluff
wc: 719
You sat on the couch, arms wrapped around yourself as your husband yelled, his normally easy voice harsh as it echoed off the walls around you. All this was because Childe had seen you having lunch with Mr. Zhongli, his naturally already possessive disposition only spurring his jealousy. You shrank smaller into yourself as he took threatening steps towards you.Ā
āP-Please stop,ā you cried through your tears, your muscles clamping together, trapping you in place. Your entire body felt numb and tingly, rendering you physically unable to move.
Childe, as usual, ignored you, too high on adrenaline to hear your pleas. You rarely fought, mostly because he treated you like a goddess, catering to your every whim. However, when it came down to words exchanged like piercing arrows, he, much to his reputation, would do anything to win, even if it hurt you and himself in the process.
āWhy are you such a coward? Canāt even do anything without you clinging onto my side- god, arenāt you supposed to be an adult?! How are you not ashamed of yourself, not even having a job and calling yourself a grown up?ā He mocked, his voice bouncing around in your skull.
Worthless, the voices whispered. He doesnāt deserve to be trapped in this relationship with you.
You tried to protest, to tell him anything that would make him stay as he stormed out the room but your vocal cords clamped shut. You sat there for what seemed like aeons,Ā listening numbly as your heartbeat slowed down and the paralysing tingle in your body disappeared.Ā
That night, you packed your bags in a frenzy, haphazardly shoving your belongings into a bag as your heart shattered bit by bit. He could cope, you thought. He deserved someone befitting of his status, someone who could protect themselves. He didnāt deserve you, someone so frail that couldnāt even talk to people without a stutter. With that resolve, you zipped up your bag. Looking over your shared bedroom, your heart couldnāt help but feel a pang as you noticed how lonely it looked without your things. This will help him in the long run, you reminded yourself. You walked out into the living room, picking up a pen to leave Childe a note. After all, you werenāt cruel enough not to provide him with closure. Just as you almost finished penning the last sentences, you heard the sound of the door opening. You stiffened as you silently cursed your bad luck, praying to Rex Lapis your boyfriend would just go straight to the bedroom and lock himself in there to sulk. You hurriedly scribbled the last words, prepared to make a run for it before you felt Childeās warm breath on your neck and his arms caging you in the counter.Ā
āWhatās this?ā he asked playfully, his chin resting on your shoulder. You stood there frozen, as his eyes scanned over the letter in front of you, tensing as he did so. You felt his eyes on you, but all you could do was look down at your hands gripping the counter to hold on to the remaining shreds of your dignity.Ā
Suddenly, you felt him scoop you up effortlessly, the letter in his other hand. You tried to protest, but couldnāt help but lean against his warm broad chest. He gently set you on the couch, then knelt before you, holding your hands in his tenderly.Ā
āPlease donāt leave me,ā he murmured, pressing a kiss to your ring finger. You felt tears prickling at your eyes as he did so.Ā
āI donāt want you anymore,ā you lied. He looked up at you with the most hurt expression you had ever seen. It was almost enough to make you drop the act, but you forged on despite the dull ache in your chest.Ā
āI donāt think this is going to work out,ā you mumbled, picking at your nails.Ā
āTell me why at least! I need you to be here, I need you!ā Childe cried, wrapping his arms desperately around you.
āI promise Iāll never yell at you again. Anything, anything you want, Iāll make sure you get. Please, please, just donāt leave me,ā he murmured. You ran your hands through his soft hair, fighting an internal battle. Perhaps staying a bit longer wouldnāt hurt, would it?
guys if you dont send me requests i am going to unironically write an absolutely terrible smut disregarding all functions of the human body
excerpt from so called smut: he shoved his ear up my nostril and i moaned so loud from pleasure then the ceiling fell on me but he didnt care and kept going hard until the entire building collapsed and i came
