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Childe walks home from classes one evening while it's pouring rain, and on his way finds a rather peculiar small animal: a dragon? That's not possible - dragons are only the stuff of legend. Nevertheless, the poor thing is drenched and shivering, so Childe takes it home.
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I knew I made a mistake the moment it happened.
The change was subtle, but immediate.
Absolute power corrupts absolutely, doesn’t it?
But this isn’t about the Absolute.
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Alhaitham returns home after a long day commentating on and wrapping up the Akademiya Extravaganza, only to find Kaveh waiting for him...
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Having just joined the war between gods, Morax finds himself wracked with doubt and unable to get a restful night’s sleep. Desperate to cure his exhaustion, he procures a concoction from his army’s physician that sends him into a relaxing slumber where he’s tended to by a gentle dream spirit. However, this spirit is not all that he appears to be, and this fateful meeting sets off a chain of events that Morax could have never dreamed of.
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- Part 1 of Archon War Stories
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The lantern festival has long remained one of Zhongli’s favorite Liyuen traditions. When wonderful decorations span the streets and the delicious aromas of street foods fill the air, a joyous atmosphere spreads over the city to produce something truly magnificent. Letting out a content sigh, he leans over a railing to observe the hubbub of the market below whilst waiting for his date: the infamous Snezhnayan Harbinger Childe. Not long ago, the man had tried to destroy the very city that Zhongli now overlooks, but emotions complicate themselves when one considers everything simultaneously, and it isn’t as though Childe doesn’t express regret. After six thousand years, it is time for Zhongli to shed a little sensibility and simply indulge in the company he enjoys most.
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Stories from the Archon War. Sometimes the same story will be told from multiple perspectives. All stories here are written in the same canon and roughly adhere to the canon of the game's lore.
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The love of Astarion's life has disappeared to go live in the daylight with the druids, and Astarion is stuck in the darkness once more, yearning for sunlight with every fibre of his being, while bitterly reflecting on all the things that were denied to him in the end - love, sunlight, the option to kill thousands of people and become a near-god...
Raphael knows Astarion's desperate, and comes to him with not one, but two horrid contract offers that Astarion loathes and dreads in equal measure - but the prize at the end of both are too good to turn down, and he's become too cynical to care about how much of a good idea it is to give his body to a devil for a month or two, because really, comparatively, how bad could it be?
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11 May 2024
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The human was young and healthy indeed — he carried himself well and stood with good posture. Creamy skin, small freckles smattered across his face like a spray of watercolor. The color of his eyes takes Zhongli back to the days when he lived by the ocean; cobalt blue smeared across an artist’s palette, cabochons of sapphire, crystal goblets. An elegant neck gave way to elegant shoulders, tapering down into a fine, lithe waist; long legs that summon a memory of methodically twirling around dance partners in the days when people gathered in ballrooms.
Zhongli stares, and he’s struck with the image of leaving bite marks along the bare flesh of those thighs. Hunger cloyed his mind, and then there was only a singular desire — this creature, no other would suffice — soft, warm flesh, the pulse of blood rushing through the body in pleasure, adrenaline as Zhongli laves at the sides of it's tender throat, sinking his teeth into a cord of veins, a body falling pliant underneath him, the first taste that would roll across his lengthening tongue —
When had he become so imaginative?
He knew right then that he should have turned the young creature away, apologized profusely and sent him home.
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- Part 1 of Mythopoeia Teyvat
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14 Nov 2022
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“I’ve got you,” Childe quickly hushes, pressing Zhongli into the mattress as the adeptus struggles to breathe through the riptide effect and his unplanned dragonic transformation, the tail beneath him trembling with every breath. Childe can’t help but stare as he runs a soothing hand down Zhongli’s chest, watching as his skin seems to shimmer with invisible scales before fading, almost as if it were a trick of the light.
And his antlers, dear Celestia. Protruding from his hairline is the most gorgeous pair of golden antlers Childe has ever seen, elegantly curved backwards as it tapers off into an array of smaller branches. Not only that, but Zhongli’s tail is even stunning, a lush stripe of golden fur lining the top of his tail that fades into the soft, brown scales decorating the underside of it.
Childe watches with dark eyes as Zhongli quivers under his touch, straining against the beautiful rope intricately tied around him as the riptide mark, his mark, glows below Zhongli’s navel.
Goddess, Childe is going to devour him.
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Or, a riptide mark, bondage, and half-dragon zhongli wrapped up all in one story.
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- Part 4 of rhapsody
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07 Nov 2022
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When Zhongli get's hit by an unexpected rut, his husbands Baizhu and Childe are there to help him through it.
Written for Day 1: Monster Fucking, of ZhongChizhu Week!
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11 Oct 2022
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“Tighter? Xiansheng, you must be joking. If I make these ropes much tighter on him, we’ll—”
“We’ll what?” Zhongli cuts him off with an idle incline of his head, his arms folded low across his chest. It is a single gesture that exudes raw strength and power: he is the god among mortals in this room, and Tartaglia’s grin tightens. “Risk bruises? Cutting the skin? It isn’t a circulation issue – I can still see his blood running just fine. And, I assure you, he will be delighted to wear these marks for a few days.”
“Or weeks.” Baizhu offers; it is a teasing brat, eager to get the last word in, and he really is quite comfortable.
“The breeding tool doesn’t speak, snake.”
[secret santa exchange fic for @darksideofkira's server]
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12 Oct 2022