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foul legacy!childe/gn!reader sfw
word count: 500+ | rating g | no content warnings apply
description: set in an AU where foul legacy doesn’t hurt Childe, but it’s hard for him to transform back and forth.
notes: definitely not my best work but i wanted to get it out of my system— i’m so weak for wholesome foul legacy content.
i dont think there’s any warnings that apply, but if you see something you’d like tagged let me know.
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“Look at me.”
Childe’s voice was deeper in this form. Like this, with your face pressed to the crook of his neck, it seemed to come from everywhere all at once. The warmth of his body and the steady rhythm of his breathing had lulled you to the edge of sleep.
With a noise of impatience, Childe used one long talon to lift your chin and forced you to look him in the eye.
“I’m going to tell you something important. I need to know you’re listening.”
You nodded blearily. “I’m listening.”
“Someday I might be stuck in this form forever. What will you do then?”
“I guess I’ll just do what I always do,” you said, confused by his sudden seriousness. “It doesn’t make much of a difference to me whether you look like this or not.”
“That’s… not the answer I was looking for.”
Frowning, you sat back, straddling his hips. The night air stirred around you, alive with the sounds of summer.
“What’s this about?”
Childe didn’t reply, huffing out a sigh that ruffled your hair. Pressing your palms to his stomach, you watched them rise and fall in time with his breathing.
“You’re beautiful like this, you know that? No, don’t brush me off Ajax. I’m serious.”
With the tip of one finger you traced along the lines of his armored body, admiring the smooth curves. At first you’d been afraid of Childe in this form. He’d seemed distant, cold even, but when you’d shied away from his touch you realized he was still the same man inside. Even with a different face you could see you’d hurt him.
“Do you really think your family will see it that way? That my family will?” he snapped.
“Ch—“
He cut you off, claws biting into the earth as he clenched his fists. “And our children! If we can even have any. They’ll be terrified of me. They’ll think I’m a monster.”
Childe’s voice broke on the last word. Scooting forwards, you bent to press a kiss to his forehead. His breaths came fast and sharp, hot against your skin. Electro energy crackled around you, drowning out the insects’ songs and the steady lap of the sea below.
Slowly, you moved to kiss his left cheek, then his right, glad to feel him settle beneath you. The sparks dancing across his skin began to quiet. When you felt quite sure he’d calmed down enough, you pressed your lips to his.
Though he hadn’t relaxed completely, Childe accepted your kiss. It was chaste— it had to be. Foul Legacy’s jaws were almost as wide as your shoulders and there was only so far you could go with a size difference like that.
“I love you. Our children will love you. And our families… It might take a little while for them to adjust, but I’m sure they’ll see that you’re the same inside.”
He didn’t respond, and for a moment you worried he hadn’t heard you. Finally the tension left his body, and he reached up to stroke your hair with the curve of his claw.
“Thank you,” he murmured.
And just like that, Foul Legacy flickered and began to fold in on itself. With a yelp of surprise you lost your balance and collapsed on top of him.
Ajax was himself again: soft, warm, and human. He wrapped his arms around you, laughing as you tried to regain your composure. It was only when you kissed him that you felt the tears on his cheeks.
THIS ISNT A REQ BUT JUST RANDOM THOUGHTS
imagen walking around teyvat on foul legacy's shoulder or Childe giving you piggyback rides everywhere 🤭🤭(I'm extremely lonely 🙁)
Imagine going to buy smth and then Childe just slides in willing to buy the whole restaurant( and then pantalone beats him up
/j 💀)
late night walks with Childe?!??!! Damn!!!!!! Bc I bet he'd be up alot randomly and probably has a bad sleep schedule he gets up alot and tries to pass the time!!!!
okmfg being childes s/o and he's like a golden retriever running to the door whenever you come home (and then jumps on you)
Doing SMTH with ur back turned and Childe drapes himself over u putting his face in the crook of ur neck while he sways and stuff (very romantic 😋👍🏽) (you guys fall over)
listening to music or going to a festival with Childe and laughing at him when he stuffs his face with food while u guys walk around,,
taking a break in a flower field or somewhere shady with foul legacy and a bajillion animals like bunnies foxes ect crowd him and u watch him having the time of his life!!!!
making Childe/foul legacy flower crowns and watching them both melt to the ground
ok that's it 😣luv u dawg /p /j
i am zeroing in on the bad sleep schedule part because imagine you're sleeping and you feel someone gently shaking you and when you wake up Childe's sitting on the side of your bed, trying to make himself look innocent. you know it was him, but you don't say anything because you know he probably woke up due to a nightmare- ever since he fell in love they've switched from being about his time in the Abyss to losing you- so you take his hand, letting him lean against you as a reassurance that you're okay and still here. after a few minutes you ask if there's anything he wants to do, and Childe perks up and drags you outside for a little walk!! it turns into a longer walk though, and you end up on a hillside overlooking the Harbor
Childe transforms into Foul Legacy, since he knows no one's going to be walking around at this time of night, and nudges you until you sit down with a laugh and let him lay his head onto your lap. you pet his hair, humming and mumbling about your day until Childe relaxes and drifts off to sleep, claws loosely hooked around your arm and unconsciously tilting his head to follow your hands with sleepy purrs. he wakes up the next morning, somehow in bed, next to you and nightmare-free <33
ALSO ALSO THE PART ABOUT CHILDE DRAPING HIM OVER YOU- usually you can escape him after a bit because although he's strong, he's always really gentle with you, and he'll pout and stick by your side to watch what you're up to. but once he decides to use Foul Legacy, OH BOY you aren't getting out of his arms any time soon because his grip is so firm and solid that you couldn't wriggle away even if you wanted to!! when he does that it's like a weight- a really big, fluffy, purring weight, is laying on top of you, and once he wraps his arms around and brings you into his lap it's now cuddle time!! you can do your chores later, Foul Legacy wants affection <33
Mermay my beloved
Sea monster foul legacy?
When the plotting gets stopped by college finals and exams🤠
Do it. Write the sea monster headcanons.
I'll help.
- Dreamer Anon
well *adjusts hat* ask and ye shall receive!! also dreamer anon you better deliver with helping (/j) because i'd love to hear yours!!
~ * ~ Sea Monster AU HCs
Fluff
Warning for beaches, nets, knives, and scars
PART ONE- Read Part Two Here!!
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-Soooo mermaid AUs amiright -Here Childe is a deep-sea monster. He can come up to shallower waters but thrives best deeper -Still big!! About the same size as normal Foul Legacy, but he is a bit longer -Why? Because he also has a finned tail :) -He does have back legs as well because I think that looks cooler but his tail is a major factor in swimming -His wings are now a pair of light, gauzy fins that glimmer even under the ocean -The seaside town that you live in has been having… “problems” with him ever since a few people sighted his shadow in the water -And because the people living there are paranoid of large and vicious sea beasts they decided to try and “deal with him” -Which basically means hunt him down -You’re not taking part in the hunt due to having other work and being generally disgusted at the way people are talking about this harmless mystery creature- yes it’s BIG, but it hasn’t DONE anything! -Plus, everyone is telling you to stay away from the beach- where you usually go for strolls- and it’s REALLY starting to get on your nerves -You just roll your eyes and ignore them, going on walks anyways -Usually your walks are on cloudy days now because sunny days will have everyone in a tizzy trying to hunt the sea monster -In fact you’re on a walk today, the sky gray and ominous. Maybe you should head home soon, looks like rain is coming -You’re about to turn back when you hear an awful screeching sound further down the shore -Being the brave little cookie that you are you go to investigate with no hesitation (ok maybe a LITTLE hesitation) -You find a peculiar creature tangled up in the nets and NOW you see why your town was freaking out, because you’re pretty sure this creature is the sea monster everyone’s been chasing -You’re about to run and maybe tell someone when the creature whines -And oh your heart just breaks at the sound -So despite the warnings yelling at you in your head, you take out a pocket knife you carry around -The sea monster shrieks in terror when he sees it but quiets when you begin sawing at the nets surrounding his body -And some of those nets are TIGHT on his skin, to the point where you can see the scales and armor breaking underneath -You work quickly, fearing that you’ll be caught by someone who hears his pained yelps, but finally he’s free -The creatures gives you a soft, worried look, but someone in the distance calls out and he slips back into the sea, leaving you standing alone on the shore -The next day you return, venturing to a rock you like sitting on, only to find a tiny bundle of seaweed placed carefully on the smooth stone -It’s tied with a slightly lopsided knot, and you unwrap it to find a perfect, shining pearl -After that you keep finding little gifts on the rock, from shells to coral to old coins, but you still don’t see the actual creature again -You even begin leaving your own gifts- little flowers and berries- for him, but he still doesn’t appear -Until one day, when the beach is completely deserted again except for you, when you see a familiar pair of horns peeking from the water -You call out to him and he raises a bit more, blinking at you as you jog to the rock -You sit and he perks up and hoists his upper body onto the rock as well, tilting his head and letting out curious coos -Despite his large size, he’s gentle and sweet to you, brushing his hand against your cheek and examining your legs with fascination, and you wonder why you were scared of him in the first place -With a few scratches in the sand he tells you his name- Childe- and when you tell him yours he trills with joy -His tail curls around the edge of the rock and when you reach out to tough it, it shyly wraps itself around your hand and wrist -He lays his head on your lap as you trace a finger over the dips and groves in his scales, finding several scars from various attacks -He shivers when you touch them, but snuggles into your hand with a reassuring purr -When night comes you get up to leave, but Childe whimpers when you stand -You reassure him that you’ll
be back the next day and watch him dip beneath the waves with a satisfied flick of his tail -But the next day, you never appear, having been kept from the beach because it was sunny and the sea monster would obviously come out in the sun -And Childe waits for you, his head just barely above the water as he watches the sandy shore, because you promised to come back, so you’ll be here! -Right?
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PART ONE- I HAVE MORE IDEAS BUT THIS WOULD BE SO LONG IF I PUT ALL OF THEM ON HERE. PLEASE TELL ME IF YOU’RE INTERESTED IN PART TWO!
Hellooo, How are you?
I've been very intrigued with the mini abyss bois recently so hear me out:
Mini abyss bois help with baking.
Like we give them little hair clips and ties so so fluff or feathers get into the batter. The bois (try) to help with mixing. Then when folding the dough you can see little claw marks and when you turn away for one second Child or Kaeya has fallen into the frosting-
I should stop-
Anywayyyy Baking with the bois.
(p.s. This is my first ask ever so i apoogise if there is any mistakes :/ )
hi i'm doing quite well!!!!
as someone who likes to bake i love this ask so much- okok Diluc and Albedo? definitely the ones who are always trying to help and stay out of trouble!!! Diluc likes sliding ingredients over to you or even retrieving them from the pantry himself!! his wings let him cover the distance as long as whatever you need isn't too heavy <33 you have to be very careful not to get anything in his feathers though, it's hell to wash out, and he HATES the heavy feeling if liquid soaks in!!
Albedo situates himself on top of the recipe book, so if you ever lose your place he can point it out for you <33 he has very good memory!! he also likes being near the sink, so if you ever burn yourself he can turn on the water immediately!!! he's quieter and will most likely amuse himself with reading the other recipes you have <3
Childe is very enthusiastic!!! he's pretty used to baking as well since he's been with you the longest, but his excitement is still undiminished whenever he sees you pull out supplies!! he loves anything you make, and that very much includes food- most of the time he works so hard helping you set up that he's very tired when you're actually mixing and sifting stuff, so he sits on your shoulder and asks for tastes of whatever you're making <333
and Kaeya is a LITTLE SHIT. he alternates between being helpful and being mischievous- one moment he'll be helping you knead dough, the next he'll be playing with the flour. he definitely gets messy while baking (again, usually flour. he likes how it puffs up and LOVES going up to the other lads with flour-covered claws and making a handprint in their fluff) he also STEALS tastes of what you're making!! doesn't ask, just snatches some, and when you sternly tell him that he could get sick he playfully sticks his tongue out!!!
and yes. Childe and Kaeya have definitely fallen into frosting. Kaeya sulked for an hour because he got frosting in his fluff, and you comforted Childe because Kaeya PUSHED HIM IN.
In Sickness and In Health
Synopsis: You fall ill while Childe’s away, and while he might care about the Fatui’s missions, Foul Legacy doesn’t.
Foul Legacy Childe x Reader Pronouns: Gender Neutral (no pronouns mentioned) Genre: Hurt/Comfort, Fluff Warnings: Being sick, mentions of pain, headaches, and difficulty breathing, worry, general suffering
~ * ~ As a Fatuus, Childe is often away from you. It’s his duty as the Eleventh Harbinger to carry out orders, completing missions in the name of the Tsaritsa while training young, eager recruits to grow into another member of Snezhnaya’s pride and joy. This he explained to you, over and over, before you had even begun to consider him more than a friend. He was so nervous at first, scared you would reject him, disgusted by his status as a Harbinger. It’s only when you finally moved to silently slip your hand into his that his voice faltered and trailed into silence, lips twisting in uncertainty before lifting into a relieved grin when you gave him a smile full of understanding. Since then the constant, nervous reminders of his position have faded away, replaced by dates of absences and return, one mission after another. It breaks his heart to be away so much, but you always wave off his apologies- his home isn’t the Harbor; it never has been, and as long as he returns, you’ll be alright. And yet no matter how dire the circumstances, Childe would always leave you with a kiss on the forehead and a whispered promise to spend time with you when he returns- anything you like, whether that be dinner, travel, or simply a walk. You’d always laugh and playfully hit his shoulder, unable to do any real damage. He knows what you want, you choose it every time, as the comforting arms of his Foul Legacy form around you are incomparable to anything else, the knowledge that Foul Legacy adores you as much as Childe does ensuring you a good night’s sleep after weeks of worry. It makes him smile, seeing how much you love his Abyssal form. He wasn’t even aware Foul Legacy could feel emotions such as love, but the constant, rumbling purr in the back of his mind whenever you’re nearby says otherwise, and his hand briefly rests in your hair before he’s forced to pull away. You’re there when he boards the ship to his destination, smiling and waving goodbye, and his subordinates swear they see the famed Tartaglia’s eyes sparkle as he waves back to his dearest secret standing on the shore. Childe’s only joy in the coming weeks are the letters you send, detailing your normal, mundane life as well as how much you miss him. It’s the only time he genuinely smiles, normally confident smirk gone from his face as an agent hands him a letter almost daily, although they’ve been sparser lately. He opens today’s letter eagerly, making sure not to tear the paper, but his expression morphs into one of confusion when he sees the short, terse paragraph in elegant writing. Zhongli, it must be- Childe knows that script anywhere- and his dull eyes widen in horror as he reads the message. You’re sick. Extremely sick. Zhongli’s been tending to you for a few days, but your fever refuses to go down and the only thing you say when awake is how much everything hurts, mumbling Childe’s name whenever you slip into uneasy dreams. Zhongli assures him that he’ll do his best to take care of and hopefully lift you out of sickness before Childe returns, but that doesn’t prevent his stomach from twisting into a knot of guilt as he thinks of you suffering without him by your side. Foul Legacy whines in his head, to the point Childe can almost see the Abyssal beast curling his claws anxiously as he urges the Harbinger to return home, wherever you are. Childe grits his teeth as he folds Zhongli’s letter; obviously he’d love to go back to the Harbor, but his duties have taken him across the sea, miles away from you, and even if he could go back he wouldn’t dare leave his duties and reveal you as his beloved- the mere thought of the danger you’d be in sends a shiver down his spine. Foul Legacy’s whines turn to hisses, repeatedly insisting to go home, go back, go HELP! And Childe throws his hands up in frustration. “I can’t!” He says aloud, trying to placate the monster clawing at the edges of his mind while his own thoughts race with worry for you. Foul Legacy falls silent, and for a moment Childe thinks he’s won the argument, before he hears a sudden, deadly growl. If you won’t, then I will. There’s barely time to blink before Foul Legacy assumes control of their shared body, inhaling the crisp air and flexing his talons. Without a backward glance he leaves, star-speckled wings spreading and catching the seaborn wind. The agents will awaken to their Harbinger missing, but Foul Legacy doesn’t care- the Fatui’s petty problems are unimportant compared to your pain. His haste is so great that he reaches Liyue Harbor just as the sun is setting, touching down carefully outside your back door to avoid the late-afternoon Millelith. The door’s unlocked, a foreign scent leading inside, and with a growl Foul Legacy enters your home, gaze landing on Zhongli who whirls around in shock. The ex-Archon exhales in relief when he sees Foul Legacy, moving aside to reveal your frail body curled on a bed, fingers clenching the sheets in discomfort. A frantic cry tears itself from Foul Legacy’s throat, rushing past Zhongli to kneel by your side, claws hovering over you, unsure where to place themselves. Zhongli pats his shoulder, trying to reassure the Abyssal monster, and the commotion shakes you from slumber and into unsteady wakefulness, dazedly looking at your love. This must be a dream, it has to be. Childe’s somewhere overseas, completing his latest task for the Tsaritsa; he shouldn’t be back for weeks. And yet, Foul Legacy stares at you, crystalline eye flooded with concern as his whines dip, with some effort, to gentle purrs and he slowly extends a hand to you. “Legacy…” You catch one of his claws in a weak grip, fingers wrapping loosely around the talon before falling back to the mattress, and Foul Legacy whimpers at your lack of strength. Archons, you’re so frail- just how long had you been suffering before Zhongli wrote to him? His hand brushes against your forehead, only to immediately recoil when your skin burns with sickening warmth, far beyond a healthy range. Your eyes flutter shut, too exhausted to stay awake but comforted by the presence of the one you hold dear. Foul Legacy watches you drift into an uneasy sleep, absentmindedly playing with your hair. His touch calms your fevered dreams, and soon your features relax into an expression more peaceful than Zhongli’s seen in days. Legacy’s gentle coos turn to a low hiss as he turns to face the funeral consultant, keeping his claws gentle but his glare steady and pointing at you with his other hand. “Fix. Help. Heal.” And Zhongli simply nods, moving to fetch today’s dose of medication. When he returns, Foul Legacy has curled around your body, cradling your head against his chest and holding your limp hands. The room fills with soft, soothing purrs, refusing to pause even when Zhongli tilts your chin upwards so you swallow the bitter medicine. It tastes like mint and ginger in your dreams, and you nearly spit it out, but the gentle hand petting your hair urges you not to as you lapse back into slumber. From then on Foul Legacy never leaves your side. Day and night he tends to you, comforting your twisted dreams and giving you medicine and making you drink water, when he can. More often than not you feel his cool talons settle on your cheeks and forehead to stave off the heat, and in the fleeting moments you’re awake you can make out his figure keeping you company, claws wrapped around your hands and wings laying over your body like gauzy blankets. His routine is to care for you and nothing less, directed by the vague memories of when Childe’s own siblings were ill, and even when Zhongli stops by, the Abyssal monster refuses to leave you. In a way, Zhongli’s grateful- surprised, yes, but also grateful for the help. He could already see how your condition improved simply by having Foul Legacy tend to you, your breaths coming out easier and sleep being far more peaceful. When you’re in pain, Foul Legacy is too- and on nights when your head feels like it’s splitting open from agony and you can do nothing but cry, he cries with you, attempting to coo and reassure you only to break out into full sobs at the sight of your suffering. But such nights become few and far between the longer he stays, and soon he sleeps the starlit hours away alongside you, the need for constant supervision diminished. He’s napping by your side the day you wake up, tired but lucid, and cup his cheeks in your hands. Foul Legacy jolts awake with a surprised chirp, staring at you like he can’t really believe that you’re here, awake with your consciousness intact, giving him a sleepy smile. “Hi…” Legacy cries out and swoops down to bundle you in his arms, burying his face into your neck with overjoyed clicks and croons. You’re still fragile- he can feel it from the way you lean against him as you thread your fingers through your hair- but you’re alright, you’re okay, and you’ll only get better from here on out. With a tenderness only you’ve had the right of knowing, he sets you back down, the bed cushioning your aching bones, and you open up your arms towards him as an invitation. With a delighted trill he accepts and cuddles against you, claws wrapped securely around your waist and head nudging underneath your chin to make small, hoarse chuckles bubble out of you for the first time in weeks. Your laughter is the sweetest melody to his ears, and Foul Legacy purrs blissfully at the sound. Eventually your hands begin to slow, going from scritches to long, languid pets as sleep tries to pull you back under, fighting against it to no avail. Foul Legacy simply pulls you closer, slotting your body against his as he strokes your arms; his permission to wander back into unconsciousness. You yawn, snuggling impossibly closer and latching onto the scarf that hangs around his neck with a sleepy mumble of goodnight, before peaceful dreams inevitably claim you again. With a soft, affectionate rumble, Legacy pulls the covers over both of you and allows your quiet breathing to lull him to sleep, too, where you can both finally rest. “Love you…” It’s the sun instead of pain that wakes you, filtering through a space in your curtains and bathing you in golden light. You stretch, delicately, and crane your neck towards the Harbinger dozing beside you, before nudging him with a mischievous grin. Childe mumbles, blinking tiredly- it feels like he’s been asleep for days, the only thing on his mind being the murmur from an exhausted but happy Foul Legacy- and when he turns he’s met with the sight of you, the effects of your illness still present but almost invisible due to the smile on your face. “Good morning.”
Hrghhh
I love Childe, he was my first five star and his foul legacy design is so cool raghh. Your scenario where reader also has a transformation similar to foul legacy is rotting in my brain, just imagining Childe going bonkers if reader lifts him up cause he’s just, not used to it.
Or expanding on Zhongli’s relationship with them, he’s just living with these giant abyss creatures that are both surprisingly cuddly. He gets pounced on as soon as he returns to their home, stuck in their arms for the rest of the day.
Arghh I love Childe so much, I just needed to ramble. He’s rotting my brain, the silly ginger.
you 🤝 me silly ginger Harbinger thoughts
you absolutely can pick him up, your favorite method being lifting from under his arms so he hangs like a bewildered cat, mouth agape and exposing his fangs from shock. not only does he look adorable like this, you can also easily pull him closer for a tight hug, resting your chin on top of his head and purring happily. Foul Legacy's unused to being held since he's usually so much bigger than everyone and he's also incredibly touch starved, so whenever you hug him he just melts into your arms, letting out small whines and getting as close as he possibly can (he might've cried the first few times but he'll never admit it)
Zhongli is very much in the role of ultimate friend for both you and Childe. whenever he gets home you both perk up and look at each other mischievously before running over to greet the ex-Archon. Zhongli might be strong but he doesn't have the heart to push away two cuddly Abyss monsters, especially when you both seem so happy to see him. evenings are often spent sitting on the couch together, you and Childe curled up in a soft, sleepy pile with Zhongli slight off to the side, where he can work but you can still see him. more often than not he ends up being pulled into the pile when one of you decides that he's worked enough for the night- it's like living with two sweet, snuggly cats that happen to be twice his height!
Fox foul legacy ><
A thing from April
Cuddly moth pt 2/????
There's a moth in my house that doesn't leave me alone aand since people are calling him a moth i just had to.
When 3 am hits and the moth in ur room is hungry.
My favourite moth ><
The purple seelie reminds me of foul legacy and that was the reason for me to take it.
I didn't feel like adding this to the drawings so here's is separately.
Some traditional art things
Fox Legacy