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    Childe appreciated the sentiment, but– “But you’ve always been Zhongli-xiansheng to me,” he said, looking up at Zhongli.

    “That is fine, if it is what you would like,” Zhongli replied, taking another sip of alcohol. “I just don’t want you thinking you are obligated to continue speaking to me like a business associate.”

    Childe laughed, the sound coming out a bit slurred. “I promise I don’t mind, xiansheng.” He wasn’t sure if it was the alcohol or if he was just drunk on Zhongli’s affection, but he leaned closer, resting his head on his shoulder. “My xiansheng,” he mumbled, closing his eyes.

    He didn’t see Zhongli’s expression, but he felt him inhale sharply and turn his head to look at him. Childe was about to ask if he’d said something wrong, but then Zhongli hummed contentedly and brought a hand up to Childe’s head, running his fingers through his bright orange mop of hair.

    Childe had never been particularly interested in romance, but he might be able to get used to this.

    Or; Childe has a shaky grasp on the Liyuean language which gets him into a bit more than he bargained for. He's not complaining, though.

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    18 Dec 2024

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    Love tidbits related to language

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    It started from being a mere itch, until it gradually stings like a burn, clawing beneath his smooth throat. Out of desperation one day, he just. Pulls out a wild glaze lily along with its roots from the ground. Plucks one of its petals. And. Bites. Just. A tiny bit. And swallows.

    Magically, the disturbing sensation in his throat disappears right away.

    Childe feels absolutely ridiculous.

     

    Or, a reverse hanahaki au where childe eats flowers intead of coughing them out.

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    13 Dec 2024

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    This was really cute, especially the end where zhongli kept stopping childe from wasting another petal. I just really loved the imagery of the scene and how it progressed from there.

    Also i am now obsessed with the idea of reverse hanhaki 😭 it's so ridiculous i love it

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    Ajax woke up in a novel he barely read and now stuck in the body of a character named Tartaglia, the one who abused Xiao during his childhood and will later die by a sixteen year old Xiao who hunted him down and killed him. Ajax isn't afraid of death so much because oh, spoiler alert, he died already. It's the whole reason why he got isekai into this world in the first place so a second death isn't such a big deal right?

    Ah, let's not forget Tartaglia is Xiao's step-parent and Ajax is now him.

    ...Wait, does that mean he's a mother now?

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    08 Dec 2024

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    Potential this got pitential eyyy

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    On his way out of the Golden House, Childe overhears a conversation between Signora and Zhongli. After realizing that his fellow Harbinger and Morax himself were co-conspiring against him all along, he refuses to be thrown under the cart and decides to rip their plans to shreds by defeating Osial himself and becoming Liyue’s saviour.

    Or: Childe’s spite earns him godhood.

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    07 Dec 2024

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    A really fun prompt to explore

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    “You’re not…” Childe’s head may have been angled like a baffled puppy, but he couldn’t help it, “Put off by all of that?”

    As the disk of orange dipped below the Liyuan waters and the twilight sky remained illuminated by dusky remnants of what had been, Zhongli’s golden-edged features took on a radiance of their own. It wasn’t the lights playing tricks on him when Childe saw the man’s eyes gleam, and he craved to know what that meant.

    “Perhaps I give you too much credit.” He was smiling, now, and Childe’s breath caught in his throat. That was certainly new. “Maybe you do not listen as much as I thought you do.”

     

    Childe processes just how different Rex Lapis, God of Contracts, and Zhongli, Wangsheng Funeral Consultant, really are.

    They coincide at the worst of times, and it does some truly awful things to his heart.

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    24 Nov 2024

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    This fic. THIS FIC. Has so much love poured out in every scene written 😭 Words cannot describe how much every chapter with every moment shared between the 2 of them just practically spills outward with so much love for the other. And I haven't even gotten to the nicely written flawed way childe was written. His perspectives, his musings, his own trains of thoughts were immersive and at times so relatable. His insecurities, his hesitations, his own motovations, his internal conflicts, just... *chef's kiss* 11/10 would read again