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Parole, Parole - Sped up
I know that its paroles paroles but i cant get the song up if i do it with the original name
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Pov: You're a harbinger in the Tsaritsa's final battle. - An epic playlist
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MOSTLY CONSIST OF 2WEI MY FAV ARTIST
Tourjour les mot les même mot
0:00-3:20 ♥
1:20 <33
Dottore? :D
No
Mon song
As a French speaker who plays genshin I agree
MY COMFORT SONG AND MY COMFORT CHARACTER😫❤GSHDHD THIS IS PERFECT THANK YOU💗💗
26:13
Thanks for showing me this amazing song ❤️ I really love it <33
PAROLE PAROLE PAROLES
2:35 <3
Not a single POV?
Trust me. He doesn’t need to make me stay. 😔
why are all the povs for female yns :/
I could make a male for you but i dont have time, someday when i remember this ill write one for you
HOLY CHEESE BUCKETS!!!!! OMG I CAN'T I LOVE THIS PLAYLIST ❤❤❤❤ IT'S PERFECT!
HOLY MOTHER OF GOD THIS IS SO GOOD WTF
IM SO GAY FOR THIS MAN ISTG
YOU AND ME BOTH ISTG
p̳r̳o̳m̳o̳s̳m̳ 🤭
ahhhh i wish i could swap to the genshin reality
u can! reality shifting is super fun
Childe's vision isn't the only thing wet rn.
BYE AJDKJABSFKBES
Hehe I can see it
💀💀
Oh Gosh-
AYO!!
BRO ITS GREAT AND IM LIKE 30 SECS IN
Music to my one of my ears bc the other one is slowly going deaf 😰
OMMMMG THIS PLAYLIST IS JUST PERFECT I LOVE YOU SO MUCH THANKS
I didn't quite get around to the prompt, I may have come up with way too much plot for a one shot :,) Childe x Femme Y/N -- It needed to be a quick trip. You had to get these papers and get back out, no delays - the case was developing too rapidly for you to be left out of the loop any longer. The ambassador had died over three days ago, with possible connections to the Fatui. Another delay could mean the loss of jurisdiction as the case moved to international affairs; you were going to get this info by any means necessary, even if they had to be a little bit unconventional. A small bell jingled as you opened the doors to the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor, slipping inside with a squint as the bright sunlight outside faded into soft candlelight. Zhongli stopped his shuffling for a moment to take a glance upwards. “Ah, Y/N. How nice to see you again. The last time we met, I recall you running out with one of our file folders.” “Mr. Zhongli, good morning. Yes, I, erm, do seem to recall something of that nature.” “What was it you told us? ‘I’ll have it back by the morning?’ If I recall correctly, that was about three weeks ago. Care to share what you’ve been up to?” “F-funnily enough, sir, I was actually pushed into the harbor on the way back to get them to you all. A classic case of knowing a little bit too much.” “Fascinating.” Zhongli gave a long sigh, setting down his stack of papers and leaning against the reception desk. “And what can the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor help you with today, Y/N?” You shuffled your feet uncomfortably, giving a weak smile. “Would you believe me if I told you…I, aha, needed more papers?” He didn’t bother gracing you with a response, instead turning to pull a small cord off to the side of the desk. From somewhere within the building, you heard the chime of another bell ring out, followed by the sounds of quick footsteps. “Mr. Zhongli, I asked you not to disturb me, I'm in the middle of a meeting - oh, Y/N! Welcome back!” “Good morning, Hu Tao. Beautiful weather; it’s a shame you can’t seem to invest in more windows.” That got a smile out of the uncharacteristically serious director. You could see the beginnings of a frown on her face before it was wiped away with a flourish of her hands. Huh. What kind of meeting could bother her so much? “I’ve found our clients prefer a more sober atmosphere; but that’s besides the point. You’ve returned! I was starting to worry that we would see you again in a less…talkative capacity.” “Someday,” you laughed, “but hopefully not someday soon. You all are my first pick for funerary services…but speaking of services, I unfortunately come bearing a request.” Hu Tao’s face fell once again, just slightly. You tilted your head to the side inquiringly, but she just slid another grin back onto her face. “Request? You’ll have to be quick about it, I’m currently in the middle of a consultation. Wait - speaking of requests, did you finally bring our papers back to us.” “Er, I’m sorry to inform you that I have not. Pushed into Liyue Harbor… It really is quite the story, I’ll have to share it with you sometime - for today, however, I’ve come to intrude upon your hospitality once more. I’m looking for every file you have on a - “Pardon me, Miss Director,” another voice cut in from behind Hu Tao, “but I really have a schedule I need to keep, if we could -” The man stopped speaking as he stepped into the room from behind Hu Tao, gaze flicking between the two employees of the Parlor before landing on you. He was at least a head and a half taller than the Director, about the same height as Mr. Zhongli, with a head of bright ginger hair. Even in the heat of the Liyuen summer, he had a black coat draped over his shoulder, fur brushing against his neck as he took another step forward. “I apologize. Am I interrupting anything important?” You noticed a look of mild annoyance slip away from his face as his eyes turned to you, his mouth turning upwards into a sly grin. You noticed that it didn’t reach his eyes - lifeless things. If the eyes were the windows of the soul, this man’s were foggy and cracked beyond repair. It was like staring into the ocean; unforgiving, dark, and full of things you could only guess at the nature of. You shivered as a chill ran down your spine, but still managed to shoot him a grin of your own. “Not really, not all that important - but certainly urgent. Hu Tao, I really do hate to be taking time away from your consultation, but…” Hu Tao just nodded her head as you handed her a piece of paper with a name. “Just a moment, Mr. Childe. I apologize for the interruption - please, consider this consultation on the house.” Your ghostly companion slipped away into the shadows of the parlor before any more queries could be made. You let out a quiet breath, your gaze slipping back over to the ginger and noticing that he was still looking at you. His arms crossed in front of his chest. “And what might you be in for today, miss… I don’t think I caught your name.” The sound of Zhongli sorting through paperwork echoed through the lobby, barely filling the silence that kept creeping back in. “I’m here for what everyone is here for,” you returned with another weak smile, tapping your foot nervously as the seconds ticked onwards. “Funerary planning?” “I believe she would mean closure, Childe.” Zhongli finally spoke up as the file folders hit the reception desk with a loud thunk. His golden gaze lifted to you two, still on opposite sides of the room. “Childe, this is Y/N, an acquaintance of the 77th director. You two may have met before…” "I don't actually believe that we have, sir..." You laughed awkwardly. "Haven't we?" Childe chuckled. "Then that has to change." He took a few strides across the room and stretched out a hand for you to shake; the leather of his gloves was warm as he gripped your hand in a firm shake. "I’m an ambassador for the Northland Bank - Childe. But _you,_ dorogoy, can call me Tartaglia." Oh archons. You didn’t get to be a detective without learning a few important names, and you knew well enough that this man wasn’t who he seemed. This man was one of the Fatui harbingers - the eleventh, if you recalled correctly - which could only mean that he was planning a funeral for a member of the Fatui. But what were the odds you two were looking for the same guy? Very slim. It might be best not to worry about it. You really hoped you were asking about two different people. Zhongli raised a brow at the ginger from where he still stood, sorting through documents. You could sense his confusion, even from across the room, but before you could read into it, Hu Tao was once again at your side. "Right here, Y/N! Everything you would need -” her voice dropped to a hushed whisper. “ Time, place, COD...But I must insist that you don't spread the origins of this information around. Giving you this isn't exactly... well, 'above board.'" You gave a guilty smile, volume lowering to match. "Thank you, Hu Tao -- this saves me a lot of time, but you really didn't need to do this, you know." "Nonsense!" She giggled a bit more forcefully than usual, turning you towards the door. "What are friends for? Besides, if I give it to you now, it'll save me a late night Millelith call tomorrow." You could only give a sheepish laugh as she pushed you out the door, waving your goodbyes to the odd three. You could feel the eyes of the three on you as you left; the oddly worried director, her normally stoic companion, and the strange man, still grinning at your back. What an...interesting combination.
(A quasi-part two) - It only took you three blocks to realize that you were being followed. You had started to feel the telltale signs of eyes at your back as you were flipping through the newly acquired papers, weaving through foot traffic with your head down. Your eyes caught on a wide wave from one of the side stalls, pulling you away from your reading just in time to catch a large fruit with your free hand. You shot a grin at the stall keeper. “Merci beaucoup, Madam Stolleil. Your pomme crépusculaires really are the best in the harbor.” You gave a chuckle as you saw a couple of tourists turn their heads in the direction of Madam Stolleil’s stall. She gave you a wide smile and another wave. Business was business - you ignored some annoyed looks from the other fruit vendors around you. You got the food, they got the promotion; equal exchange. It was as you bit into the sunsetta that you felt the hairs on the back of your neck raise. You gripped the paperwork more tightly, subtly glancing at those nearest to you, fearing a pickpocket. You decided to raise your head from your new findings - there would be time to read when you go back to the apartement. Besides, you’d gotten enough to chew on for now, you mused as you munched at the sunsetta. Alexandr Ruslan, thirty seven. Born in Mondstadt to Snezhnayan parents, moved to his parents home country when he was seventeen. Later moved to Liyue Harbor at the age of twenty six. The paperwork _had_ alluded to some Fatui collaboration after all - interesting business decisions, influxes of mora with no real reason behind them, disappearing for months at a time without record. None of it was looking very pleasant for the obituary. You couldn’t help but wonder what the parlor would have done with _this…_ Then you were snapped from your musings again. Another gut feeling, refined after two years of getting beaten up in alleyways for becoming a little too lax. Your pace didn’t change - you just continued to walk, one foot in front of the other, haphazardly as before. This worked just fine, up until you took a turn down an alley and started sprinting. The pit of your sunsetta fell against the stones, the papers in your hand crumpling as you took off, weaving between crates and pressing yourself up to the wall in places to just _keep moving forwards._ Getting away had to be your first priority - your coat scraping itself up against the walls would unfortunately have to wait, but you _had_ just gotten it dry cleaned…what a shame. _What could this be about?_ You started to ask yourself as you took another turn, narrowly dodging an angry fishmonger. _Is this because of the Renolds case? Dear gods, did they come back to finish the job? The harbor wasn’t good enough for them?_ You burst out from the ally and almost immediately slowed to a brisk walk, hoping to loose yourself within the crowd. You’d learned (through a little more trial and error then you’d like to admit) that a running target would only draw the attention of your pursuers. If you were going to make it out of your newest predicament, you were going to have to be smart about it - and for the love of the archons, you had to keep those papers safe; Mr. Zhongli would kill you himself if you lost another batch. Keeping your head high and trying not to look over your shoulder, you slowly unbuttoned your vest, tucking the folder underneath it and into a pocket you had sewn as you started to weave your way through the masses once more. Gods, that pocket had only become increasingly more helpful the longer you used it - though it _really_ hadn’t been ideal when you’d been shoved into the harbor, but you also hadn’t released classified documents to the public. Always bright sides. You buttoned up your vest again as you turned sideways, narrowly avoiding a large cart shuttling across the walkway. A few more quick maneuvers led you out of the center of town, to the apartment district. You started up the stairs with a sigh of relief - the feeling of eyes had all but disappeared. Was it a great idea to lead whoever was changing you to your apartment building? Not in the slightest. Hopefully you could wait outside in the common area until they got bored of you, though. They wouldn’t attack you in the middle of the day. Your feet landed on the platform between floors and you glanced around at the venue. The small stage stood off to your side, slightly raised from the rest of the area, and the scattered tables seemed like as good of a spot as any to start reading once more. Something shifted in the shadows of the stairwell. You jumped back across the platform, your feet nearly catching on the edge of the stage before you managed to right yourself. As quickly as you could manage, you hit your hands together, summoning a weapon from the dust - stained brass knuckles pulled themselves into being on your closed fists. “Damnit,” you started out at a mutter, raising your voice angrily. “- too much of a coward to show your face?” You squeezed your hands more tightly, trying to keep them from shaking. A bit more of a warning would have been nice, but all you could hear was your own frightened breathing and the light laughter that cut through it. "Ohhh, dorogoy, come now! You don’t recognise me?” As soon as the shadow pulled itself into the light, your mind pulled up the memory - the harbinger/ambassador, not fifteen minutes ago, the parlor. You cursed - the voice really should have given it away. “Mr. Childe. I must be getting slow. What’s going on?” “Please, call me Tartaglia, dorogoy - I believe you would be better equipped to answer that then I. What _is_ going on?” You still hadn’t shifted your stance, you realize as he glanced down at your hands. Damnit, that was only going to cast suspicion onto you. Why in the world would this man be following you, if he hadn’t figured something out? With a shake of your hands, the knuckles dissipated into that familiar golden dust, getting caught up in a swift gust of wind that pulled your hair astray. “With which bit?” You laughed out as you reluctantly straightened up. Childe reached up to straighten his own hair as it too caught in the breeze, drawing his eyes upwards before snapping back to you. He smiled. “Any of it - what’s going on now?” “Not…much…” You sent him a small, confused smile in return. “I picked up some paperwork - unless I really am slipping, you were there for that - I’m just trying to find a place to review it. Speaking of you, what in the name of the archons are you doing in the stairwell? Or do I even want to know?” You joked nervously, your hands hugging your sides, feeling the paperwork through your vest. Thank gods it was still there, jabbing you uncomfortably in the side. Childe noticed your movement, holding up his hands in a show of innocence. “I only wanted to speak with you. I noticed some…rather ‘interesting’ characters that started to follow you down the road. I left just after you did,” he tacked onto the end of his explanation with a punctuating nod. Your hands fell to your sides, and you let yourself breath a little bit deeper for a moment. “The Renolds - my gods, they really don’t quit, do they? Still doesn’t quite explain why you’re standing under the stairs, though.” “I wanted to make sure you made it back alright. But you certainly gave them the slip on your own.” You snorted. “Did I? Well that’s nice, at least. It’ll save me another trip into the harbor… Anyways, I suppose I’ll just thank you for your concern and let you leave before I call the Millelith.” Childe gave a sheepish laugh. You noted that it sounded the slightest bit unnatural, a little too forced. “Would that really be necessary, dorogoy?” “Following me to what you could only assume would be my home is considered a crime, my good sir. You’re just lucky I have other things… well, that I’m just so forgiving,” you twisted around with another wry grin. You watched as the beginnings of panic flicker across Childe’s smile as you started to turn away from him. “Wait, dorogoy - would you want to stay a moment? Have lunch with me?” “Lunch?” You stopped, half turned, as you felt your stomach growl. “What time is it?” “16:27.” “That…is incredibly specific.” Military time; what should you have expected from a member of the Fatui? You hadn’t yet eaten today, though, and considering you had never gotten paid for the Renolds case, it was looking like you wouldn’t be able to for the next few days. “You know what? Sure, lunch sounds great - since you’ll be paying, you can choose where we go.” Trusting a complete stranger -- worse yet, one you _knew_ was untrustworthy to begin with. For a detective, you were making a pretty stupid mistake, but you know what they say about willful ignorance. Besides, what could one lunch hurt. Childe’s smile turned bright, still never reaching his eyes, but it did accent his face quite nicely. “That sounds wonderful. I know just the place - right this way, dorogoy.” - Why did I decide to write a whole slow burn? With backstory? In the RUclips comments section? You know, screw Wattpad and Fanfiction.net, who needs them when you could have none of the features? Ehhh, well, I guess we can all share this nonsense. A journey through fanfiction, right in our very comment section. Yipeeee! Gods I’d better get around to the yandere stuff soon - I’ll see y’all soon, I suppose
I’m loving it :)
@@fx2939 THIS IS SO GOOD WHAT I AM LITERALLY SPEECHLESS AT HOW GOOD THIS IS AAAAA 😭😭😭😭
@@shyflower108 LMAO THANK YOU JHAFAEGJF, twas not the prompt but I still enjoy writing it, and I might have a part three at some point soon hiafhuiqegabf--
@@fx2939 I'm still waiting for part 3 ;)
What anime is this from 🥺
Hii this is a game named genshin impact
@@ruskels7273 thank you very much ❤️
I'M BOUTTA BUST😘
HOLD UP- THIS IS TOO GOOD
I want to know where you found the fanart I'm swooning
hii its in the discriptiom
@@ruskels7273 ty sorry im blind lol
This playlist slaps too hard- I'm meant to be working on homework but this is making me simp too much //0///0//
LMAO I WASNT EXPECTING HIS VOICE AT THE BEGINNING 😭
Please make more vids Like This x3 This is Amazing Work :3
hes really desperate for the tarveler, but what he said aint wrong
nah hes desperate for me u got it all wrong
Yes I'm ready to join the fatui, I offer this as my loyalty *gives primogems
If i had primo gems-
@@user-vh9tc1jy5g you can always… Spend money
Now we wait for the pov writers
random tip- if you ever wanna pull an allnighter read a smut or a yandere ff (you can look at fanart too) every 30 mins or so, it keeps your neurons activated, making you feel less sleepy
trying this now, thanks
@@Papayaln4 no problem comrade just happy to help
I- okay but i already read all the yandere and smut of my genshin favs
@@user-vh9tc1jy5g reread it.
The fact that this actually sometimes works for me 😅
Thank you so much for making this!!!
Why have I just come across this? Absolute masterpiece I tell ya! The voice overs have my knees weaker than a 75 yr old
HIS. VOICE. IS. SO. HOT.
I know!!!!
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feeding yalls w a pov YANDERE CHILDE x FEM!Y/N you had gone to liyue, to meet your namely cousin, zhongli who was a god. you were his far cousin but you hadn't quite reached liyue still, while walking on the sandy road you alerted group of hilichurls, you gasped and then summoned your sword which had the most delicate kind of blade yet sharp enough to slice even the toughest kind of metal in half! engaging the fight, unaware of a pair of eyes watching you with interest. "what a elegant fighting style wonder who she is..." you easily sliced thru the first few, the mitachurl then came in with his massive axe. you gripped your sword tighter focusing on your sword as a wave of black electricity rushed thru the sword you ran with a smirk on your face and yelled "its over now". seeing that all the supernatural beings were now dead you took their precious loot and walked merrily thinking of the gift you'd present to your old yet young cousin! ~ smol time skip bought to you by a dango milk stealing raiden! ~ reaching liyue, you awed at the bustling atmosphere, and the smell of food wafted thru the air. You then glanced at a shop with alot of customers, you lined up behind someone who was reading a book, who turned and looked at you with a suspicious look, "Who are you? ive never seen such a pret-i mean such a pityfully person around" "oh me? im y/n im just visting!" but the male didnt respond instead he just looked at you as if he was silently judging you. when it was your turn you ordered some almond tofu! your favourite since childhood and some strawberry wine, that surprisingly parred well with the fragile tofu leaving a very pleasing after taste that surrounded you with a flowery aura. "noted, she likes almond tofu and strawberry wine to go with it" ?? spoke with infatuation in his eyes you finally arrived at the funeral parlor, you didnt like how you felt so you went up and had a small talk to your brother and showered, the cold water hit your body, a pleased yet relaxed made its way on your face. being done with the rather long shower, you changed into a small skirt with a top that was black and red in color your hair was put in your signature ponytail. zhongli introduced you to a pretty boy named xiao..you had seen him a few times and you had the biggest crush on him, and apparently to your unfortune hu tao had found out about it, teased you about it every chance she got. "ne ne y/n chan~ how is the talk with your husband going~" she spoke with a cheeky demeanor. "i-uhm ill b-be right back, x-xiao" you said while fumbling and shuffling on your words as a massive blush covered your smooth face as you then rushed out to hush a laughing hu tao and a very very very dense xiao was confused. "look how time flies as i stare into my beloved y/n's eyes!!!!" the man spoke with no good intentions zhongli had gotten his friend childe to meet up with you. "y/n this is childe. childe this is y/n. why dont the two of you have a talk while i run a few errands" he spoke with a stern look on his handsome face. "hi im y/n l/n and you..?" you spoke wanting to leave already "im childe, but call me yours" he said while wsipering the last part with a soft smile on his face you saw his eyes..they looked so dead but his smile.. ugh it was messing with your brain as you zoned out. xiao came and asked childe why he was staring. childe then looked at him with a disgusted look and said "im not staring, im..im listening attentively!" he declarered with a fake smile and walked out of the room. a small camp of treasure horder was near by childes thoughts went insane he then went ahead and killed them thinking.. he did it for them. the killing was not wrong but the intentions behind it sure was wrong. childe sure was in denial...
THIS IS SOOO GOODDD
Omg, this story made my day! You have a big talent! 😁
@francine reyes childe is there popcorn here
10/10
@@ruskels7273 tyyy
why so underrated ?
WHY IS THE TITLE SO ACCURATE? I actually feel like he do anything to make us/ keep us as his. He may as well be a masochist/sadist who would lock us in a room if we object. Yandere childe? Yessir.
I like my men like that I approve 🙂👍
If you make one with Itto I will- D I e
on my knees, all fours, barking, oh my god im in love with a fictional caharcatyre
Did you mean character?
@@Insert0name yes
i am in love with a fictional caharcatyre too, gregory
stop that sounded like glamrock freddy pls
@@yeosivn HAAHAHHAHA
He doesn’t have to do a lot to keep me with him tbh
Tbh I would be tryna keep him with me
@@Idontusethisaccountanymore. I feel you
Same, heck... I bet we'll get along so much... Considering that I'm kinda bloodthirsty myself. 🤭
If ur gona do anything for me i have a list 1.mora 2. Marry me 3. Get me in the highest of fatui 4. Let me meet mommy tsritsa 5. Kill qiqi 6. Go shopping for me 7. Take me out to eat hot pot 8. Gimmie ur kids 9. Kill baldo zhongo 10. Be a good husband N more
23:07 I need a _Childe_ To love me better Than all the others do To always forgive me Ride or die with me 🖤⛓️
This is amazing need more💗💕💖
So he’s a yandere I am Intrigued
I’m quite surprised you didn’t figure it out. Congrats on finding out! I seriously can’t imagine how each of our reactions would be the moment we realise he’s a yandere.
@@bkpress I figured he was one too
Free therapy <333
THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH FOR YHE VIEWS AND NICE COMMENTSS LYYY
new sub, :) keep up the good work, I love this playlist