Yan!Childe x Weapon!Y/n
Note: I’m trying to explore my SoulEaterXGenshin AU with this headcanon/fic. Sorry that it got kinda sloppy at the end!! I’ll probably publish my overview of the au sometime but I keep on adding to it with many big-brain ideas. I’ll be opening requests for the au or just suggestions or questions about it! The next character I’ll be exploring will be Zhongli because I’ve been basing all my Archon headcanons with him, so it’ll be the easiest to write for! Also, I wrote this with Y/N being a chain spear weapon but it’s only brought up once, so g/n weapon?
Word Count: 1k
Warnings: semi-detailed gore (mostly just blood), nonmajor character death, unhealthy dynamic, and relationship, Mentions of heavy violence, Childe just being a menace <;/3
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The tales from the few delusion weapons that have worked with Childe tell of the many bloodbaths they’ve witnessed. Stories ranging from how he laughed as an enemy begged for mercy before reveling in the final blow to the wet sounds of the blood splashing underneath his shoes following where ever he went. But you could never guess that the man who killed hundreds of Meisters and weapons with only his vision and delusion was the same with the ever-so-charming laugh and showed the utmost kindness to his family. The complete 180 in personality from a cold-blooded murderer to a charming young man could give anyone whiplash. Childe has never sought to make a contract with a weapon himself, only ever using his vision, which changed upon meeting you.
He first took an interest in you when he was stationed in Lyiue, helping to collect debtors who had been causing issues for the Fatui. This client has been failing to repay the loan they took from the Northland Bank for a few months, so it was up to him to step in where his lackeys failed. But what he didn’t expect was for you to step between him and your friend. You’ve known of Fatui’s methods of collecting a debt; many people ‘suddenly go missing’ after getting behind on their payments. So when you saw your meister being cornered by one of them, you couldn’t just stand aside. Pleading, begging almost, that you would get the money to repay them, you just needed more time.
He admired your will to be able to stand up to a harbinger. The wildfire that lit up your eyes caused his pulse to skip a beat, like the adrenaline rush from battle. That was the day your ‘love’ story began.
His interest in you only grew the longer he watched you. How do you take up various jobs around Liuye to help your friend with their due debts? He was thrilled beyond belief when he watched you help clear out some hillcurlers bothering an elderly couple on the outskirts of town. The question of if he would ever make a contract with a weapon came back to him as he saw your arm shift into a chain spear. You moved akin to a dance, moving your body to the rhythm of your attacks, doing quick work of the hillcurlers. He was so fixated on you that he didn’t even notice how he had started to shake in anticipation and a growing beaming smile that uncannily stretched his face.
After his little watching session, he researched everything about you that he could find, memorizing the tiniest details from your favorite flower to your preferred sleeping position. He even went as far as to show up unexpectedly by you, revealing how your body went stiff. He’d try his charms on you, mixing flirtatious remarks with the ever-so-present time limit until the debt was due. He was quickly becoming somewhat of an acquaintance, much to your disappointment. But what he didn’t think of (or want) was finding out that the friend he initially came to get debt from was your meister. He’d show at night when your returning from a job, taking advantage of your worn-out self to try and plant seeds of doubt in your mind about how you are so much better than your current meister. It didn’t matter whatever relationship you had with this person; the only thing that mattered was that they were in his way of making you his.
The cool night air served as a sort of tranquility that you could lose yourself in any day. That is if there wasn’t a menace walking beside you, serving as a walking reminder of the approaching due date for the mora. You had lost interest in whatever he was talking about, being too exhausted from clearing out monsters for the past few hours to care. You didn’t need to be nagged and taunted by some harbinger who took it upon himself to annoy you daily.
Your autopilot walking was interrupted when the ginger abruptly stepped in front of you, leaning down to be at eye level with you. “I don’t get it, really,” he began, staring at you as if he could look into your soul for an answer, “ Why do you even stay with that meister? You’re practically being held back by them. You need someone more...experienced than them!” He chuckled, seeing you glare at him, trying to sidestep around him, but he got in front of you again. Being so close to his face, you could see his eyes' hollowness that you didn’t notice before. “Someone like me.” With how quickly he changed, he returned to the annoying carefree Childe you were used to—laughing at how you looked like you saw a ghost.
The rest of the walk had a heavy air as his words echoed in your head.
When the extended time limit came, you and your meister brought the exact amount to the Northland bank where childe was uncharacteristically quiet when the sack of mora was laid out in front of him. You can feel as if time had stopped when Childe presents that while you had gotten the payment for the loan, it had increased in the extended time he gave you. But he is not anything but generous and offers a compromise, saying he’ll erase all of your meisters debt if you agree to unify your contract with them and, in return, make one with him♡.
You’re both stunned and bewildered by his proposal. However, from how a sly smile creeps up on his face, you know he means every word. The audacity of the man in front of you. He so casually dehumanized you into a simple object that could be traded in a contract. Thankfully you and your meister both rejected his proposal, asking if there was anything else.
He pretended to ponder the idea before stating that there was a way to settle this fairly, practically eating up your full undivided attention on him. He would challenge your meister to a duel, hardly hiding the fact that this was his plan. The vision at his hip pulsing to life as your meister begrudgingly accepted. You could only watch as the gruesome match began. You wanted to look away so many times as the screams of your now late meister rang through the air.
You didn’t even notice the tears streaming down your face as Childe walked to you, his prize. Staring down at you with those soulless eyes looked down at your crouched figure. He took off his bloodied glove and brushed your tears off as he cradled your cheek. Tilting your face upwards to meet his gaze, “I look forward to our newly formed contract (first)!” beaming a smile that didn’t match his void-like eyes.
Childe would make you his right hand in the Fatui, taking you away from Lyiue to his home in Snezhnaya. He doesn’t need to chain you down when your contract does it for him, detailing your obedience to stay by his side. He takes pride in wielding your weapon form, proving that he is better than your old partner. That you should be thankful, he decided to help bring out your true potential, only under him, of course. You’ve taken to just trying to block out all the cries and screams of the people victim to the harbinger, though you haven’t been able to wash the iron smell from you for months now.
New rumors of the infamous 11th Harbinger started circling through the low-ranking members and weapons in the Fatui. Tales of how where ever he fought, there would only be him and his weapon standing victor in the end. Dancing in a blood-filled ballroom, the red floor reflecting the sinful dance like a mirror—capturing how his hands tighten around your hand and waist, pulling you along to his rhythm—a mere victim to the beat of his war drum.
~Readers s/o being neglectful~ Warnings: Cheating, alluded death and violence
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Izana had known your scum bag of a partner for some time now. Having one of his subordinates follow them, Izana’s heard how they barely gave you any of their time, spending it hooking up with your friends behind your back. Izana would watch you try to stay up for your partner on late nights, unaware of the things he was doing, feeding you lies about doing overtime at work. It disgusted Izana how foolish you were to not see this, even with Izana being right at your side when you expressed your worrying relationship. There were so many times when he had to hold himself back from just taking you away, taking you for himself where he could properly love you. He refrained, of course, that route was too easy for him, opting to take the more relishing way of making you hate your partner and go to him.
When he shared with you the pictures he had of your partner rubbing up against one of your friends, he knew you would be mad, but he didn’t think he’d d be able to hear you so clearly from outside your home. Izana was waiting outside, hearing you yell at your now ex. You opened the door with glossy eyes and saw Izana waiting there for you in front of a car. He opened the door as you silently got in, soon followed by Izana. He cradled you close as you buried your face into his chest, mumbling that you wanted to kill your ex for what he did to you. Who was he to disagree with that?
Once you were safely tucked into Izana’s bed fast asleep, he quietly left the penthouse. Kakucho and the rest of Tenjikus executives waiting for him dead set on tracking down your ex and friend for hurting you. Rest assured that you would never hear from them again. Only ever seeing their faces appear on the news above the headline missing.
Mikey noticed how whenever you were with your partner, you always had this sad yearning look in your eyes. He also noticed how your partner would never look your way when you were on a ‘date’, which you couldn’t even call a date by how your partner would always bring their friends and not even notice you standing by their side. Whenever he would bring up your relationship you always said that you loved them, not knowing the lustful looks they gave other people. Mikey was infuriated that he wished to have the same thing your partner took for granted, thinking of all the ways he could and would treat you better.
Mikey would slowly talk to you about how you deserved someone better than your current partner, slowly getting more solid proof that your partner was unfaithful until he could fully convenience you that they were cheating on you. No worries though, Mikey would be there for you to cry on when you inevitably broke down, melting into his embrace that you had been deprived of for so long. Taking advantage of your mentally weakened state, Mikey would slowly start telling you of how he has been there comforting you during lonely nights, how he could treat you so much better, just be with him.
Little did you know that as the two of you cuddled together, you having cried yourself to sleep, Mikey had sent a text with a picture of s/o and an address to Draken. Putting detailed instructions on how he wanted him to only rough your ex up a little before he could properly deal with them. You never knew what came of your ex, Mikey never mentioned them again anyway so neither did you.
M!Reader just trying to use a urinal in peace:…
M!Yandere taking the one right beside reader: Fancy meeting you here!
update:
I’ve been swept up in the genshin fandom as of late so I’m probably going to start writing for a SoulEater x Genshin cross over. I’ll probably release headcanons for it later since I’ve been having some serious brain rots about it. I’m still going to be writing for Tokyo Revengers but it’s going to be on the back burner for now! Also I’ve been trying to improve my writing so hopefully there’s some improvements! Also school has started back up for me so I’m most likely going to be slow with these updates!
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~1p Russia ~
Ivan had invited you over to his house to have dinner and watch a movie. He dared not to move since you ended up falling asleep against him. The movie had become white noise to him as he just focused on taking in the whole picture of you asleep next to him.
He could have stayed like that forever if not for the tiny buzzing sound he heard next to him. You accidentally left your phone on the small desk next to the couch, just far enough for him to read the caller ID.
Your ex?
He must be mistaken..
He reached over, trying his hardest not to move you to badly, and took the phone reading it again. Nope, there was no mistaking it that it was in fact your ex.
He had the audacity to still be calling you even with all the work Ivan had done to get you to break up with him.
This ex was beginning to become a pain in the ass for Ivan to deal with.
Nevertheless he clicked accept and put the phone to his ear and said
“ Еще раз попробуешь сюда позвонить, я позабочусь о том, чтобы твой труп нашли на улицах. Она моя.”
And with that he ended the call.
He knew that your ex won’t be calling you anytime soon and if he does even after that.
You can only say that he tried sparing them.
He won’t hold back now.
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(Russian: "Еще раз попробуешь сюда позвонить - я позабочусь о том, чтобы твой труп нашли на улицах. Она моя.- If you try to call this number again, I’ll make sure you end up dead in an ally, she’s mine"Thank you to the kind reader for helping me with the correct translation!!)
Sanzu: Ah, Hello again. We really need to stop meeting like this.
(Y/n): Maybe we would if you would STOP BREAKING INTO MY F***ING HOUSE LIKE THIS!!!
Oh yeah this is totally how this scene progressed for the fandom
"N/n! Wait up!" M/n clutched his backpack tightly as he hurriedly walked away
"M/n Please!" M/n paused for a moment as he wiped around to meet mikeys dark gaze
"What do you want, you’re not friends with weaklings right?" M/n glared as he flinched back when mikeys hand moved to touch his
"Shit—I’m sorry i just—"
"You what mikey? You wanna exploit me to your friends? And then expect me to gravel at your feet and beg for forgiveness? I’m not like sanzu." M/n felt mikeys glare drill through his head as m/n kept his gaze to the floor
"I never said you were like him, i just…needed to see you just one last time."
M/n was about to turn on his heel and rush to the airport
But mikey held his wrist as the purple bruise started to form
"You're hurting me!" M/n struggled against the others iron grip
"You’re the only one who can understand me."
M/n kicked mikey multiple times as he tried to pry the painful hands away
"No! I don't get you anymore! You hurt me and ask for my forgiveness over and over! Im done with this!"
Sanzu whistled at the scene
"S-sanzu!" M/n yelped out with tears streaming down his face
"Bosses orders m/n," m/n wanted to scream at the male as he walked away without a care
"Let me go!" Mikey tsked at m/n before kneeing m/n in the gut
m/n coughed violently as he slumped down on his knees
"Join kantou manji, i don't wanna hurt you anymore m/n."
"N-no" m/n shook his head making mikey more angry
As he kicked m/ns slumped form
M/ns body rolled as he took each hit quietly
"You’re not the guy i used to love" m/n smiled as his body ached purple bruise marks resting everywhere on his body while mikey stood tall without even a scratch
"I am," mikey carressed the side of m/ns cheek with his thumb
"You just need to come back to me."
M/n passed out before he could reply as his bangs covered his closed eyes that were puffed with light red dusting around the eyelids
Mikey huffed as he lifted up m/ns unconscious body
Carrying him bridal style
"Lets go." Sanzu nodded at his kings order
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M/ns head spun as he woke up in an unfamiliar place
"You're awake now?" M/n only laid back into the bed trying to forget seeing the others face
the drugs mikey laced in his food kept him relaxed enough though.
Mikey climbed ontop Pinning m/ns wrists as he placed small kisses along his jaw line
"You’re mine…for the rest of our pitiful lives." Mikey rested his head on m/ns heart
Listening to the small heartbeat
M/n didn’t reply as his body ached
And his limbs were chained
Im just in a weird mood to write dark angst 👩🦲
I just did China and America for this, hope you don’t mind!
{~China, America, x cocky Reader~}
{~China~}
Yáo would find you outsmarting him very attractive, in the sense that you would be a critical thinker that could think on your feet. Yáo would loath having a childish reader who is single minded and thinks in the ‘everyone’s good mentality‘ (being overly optimistic to a ridiculous extent) (though if You can fool him into thinking that just to prove him wrong he would be quite impressed).
It’ll hurt him a little that such a naïve and young country outsmarting an old country like him, especially with all the experience he has under his belt; but it’ll all go into using against you in the meetings. He’s not one to actually run after you, but he would set up elaborate traps in the political sense at the world meeting.
He wouldn’t back down from throwing his weight around, being a world super power would aid him greatly in trying to get you in debt to him. Whether that be pushing for you to repay debts to him or bonus points for having a politician who is in debt to him as a spy or a way to get info on you specifically.
You shoving your ‘wins’ in his face would be childish in his view but infuriate him at the same time, feeling as a personal insult to his name. Though it’ll only make him want to get you in his oh so gracious custody more. Where he can teach you properly how to treat your elders.
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{~America~}
Now he would defiantly have fun with trying to get you. His attempts to woo you would quickly turn into an outright game of tag to you, constantly dashing into ally’s to lose him as he sprints to stay on your tail. The two of you would see it as a game, though the stakes would be much higher for you to not be caught, since it could very well be the last time you would see daylight or your own freedom.
You being able to outsmart him would make him want to have you even more than he already did before. Having the thrill of the chase pumping through his veins, the feeling of his prize at his finger tips, the taste of satisfaction on his tongue making him practically drool, and above all, you in his grasp. That would drive him until you would make a mistake, a miscalculation perhaps, but it would ultimately be your fall from grace, much to his delight.
But when that fantasy of having you comes crashing down when you evidently make him run in circles it infuriates him to where he can’t even decide if he wants to have you because he ‘loves’ you or he just wants to wipe that smug look right off your face, make you eat and pay for all those nasty words you said to him.
He wouldn’t want to bring the issue to the courts or negotiation table, but if he has to in order to get you, England did teach him well in how to fool an entire court and move it fall in his favor. For that he would be glad that he listened to England’s advice for once.
Whether Alfred gets you from outsmarting you or wrapping you around his finger politically, he would be dead set on obtaining you knowing no bounds in order to accomplish that goal. He might try to run after you til he‘s tired you out physically and mentally, closing off all your exists and escape routes. Cornering you into a dead end, looking straight at you like a wolf about to jump on its’ cornered prey.
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Holy shit that really made my day rn. Also I love writing for the nordics so I’m happy their being requested 💕
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“Stay in bed with me for another moment.”
1p Yandere Norway
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You had awoken to the sun coming through the blinds on the window. Turning on your side towards the nightstand you reach for your phone to check the time.
7:34am.
Looking at the time again you tried to wrap your head around it already being the morning, and so soon..?
Trying to think back to the previous night, felt like a blur. Now that you try to think harder about it, you didn’t remember anything of the past week or month along with the people you talked too. All their faces seemed to be blurred out of your memory.
You held your head in your hand, as you started to feel a headache start to bang in your head making it almost painful to think any further.
You didn’t even question the bed shifting as two arms wrap themselves around your waist, a head being tucked in the crook of your neck. The soft breathing on your neck suddenly made you look at yourself in shook, realizing that you barley had anything covering yourself besides of the comforter.
“Stay with me for another minute kære, I’m still tired from last night.”
The grogginess of the morning mixed in with your headache becoming more painful by the second, you could only mumble a response to this stranger that you felt like you should know but can’t.
“Who are you..? Where am I?”
Trying to fight through the pounding pain in your head, you attempted to sit up and shake this stranger off, you felt their grip around your waist tighten significantly while he cooed reassuring words in your ear.
“Shhhhh, shhh, vær rolig kjære, det er greit bare slapp av.”
You slowly felt the world start to spinning around and around, as you struggled to stay awake, wanting to ask so many questions. Who were they? Where were your friends, who were your friends? What did they look like? Did you have any friends?
You felt them pull you down into the ever so welcoming mattress against your will as they began combing their fingers threw your hair. With each stroke you felt yourself drift off along with your headache. All your memories seeming becoming more clearer as you see the same face over and over again in each of them.
“Sove nå, det er ok (y/n).”
Before you knew it you had fallen fast asleep.
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You had awoken to the sun coming through the blinds on the window. Turning on your side towards your lover,
Lukas.
Feeling you shifting in the bed, he opened his eyes to look at you. His crystal Indigo eyes staring into your (e/c) ones.
“Morning honey.”
You greeted him as he slowly sat up turning to you, showing off his bare chest as the comforter only covered his lower body.
“Morgen kjære, do you want me to make you some coffee?”
Giving him a playful smile, you opened your arms to him saying
“Can you stay in bed a little longer with me?”
The usual thin line of his lips tuned into a small but genuine smile as he laid back down. Letting you embrace him as he wrapped his arms around your waist, laying his head on your shoulder.
The only thing running through his mind was, that all his patience with you had finally payed off.
Finally, you were his, and he was yours.
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~Requests are still open for the prompts✨~
Translations (again I don't think these are 100% correct since I got them off of google-)
kære- dear
vær rolig kjære, det er greit bare slapp av- be calm dea, it's okay just relax
Sove nå, det er ok- sleep now, it's ok
Morgen kjære- morning dear/dearest