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Clara wasn’t supposed to end up here.
The deeper she goes, the less things behave the way they should—and the more it feels like the world is paying attention.
Not everything in Wonderland wants something from her.
Some things are just… waiting.
**May 31**
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What to do with a spiteful god death? Steal it for yourself obviously.
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Osial is lot more powerful dying than anyone expected. Childe decides to take that power for himself. Consequences ensue Epically.
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- Part 5 of Big old Chili centric Wips
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“I cannot say I am not disappointed,” the wry smile that graces the Tsaritsa’s face unnerves Zhongli. He was expecting her to not give up so easily, but he doesn’t let it show.
She exhales softly and continues, “I would like to propose an alternative then. A contract.”
“Go on,” Zhongli is not too sure if he will be amenable to it, but he can only refuse another Archon so many times before they take offense.
“A marriage between our two countries. Economic prosperity for both our nations. I am willing to supplement your forces with mine and extend them for chasm reopening efforts as well. I am sure that in return the mighty Morax will not shy away from supporting the duties of my Harbingers and Fatui if and when needed, of course.”
“What are the terms of this contract?”
“A marriage,” the Tsaritsa frowns at having to repeat herself. She then gestures towards the door, specifically at her vanguard.
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- Part 3 of zcweek2k25
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All creatures of the abyss are born knowing exactly what they are: killers. From the very moment Childe became one of it's denizens, he has known this, what they must do to survive.
After meeting Zhongli, he can add 'boyfriend' to the list of things he is. Still, as abyss stained as he is, working as a Fatui harbinger, he knows he will never be anything more than a person who destroys anything he touches. That was, until he found himself changed once again, and this time, for the better.
or; the Dragon Adeptus Childe AU
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"I don't know why the Fatui are on your lands. Nor do I know what they want, but a warning from a visiting Snezhnayan?" Childe leaned over. "Don't get involved with them. They're messy."
Zhongli cocked his head. "Why not?"
"When you're their local, you hear things. See things." Childe shrugged. "Just trust me: if they show up at your door - and they might, because your reputation precedes you - you should turn them away at all costs. I don't think it'll do you any good to even try and talk to them in the first place. They'll ask you for something and want for another.” Childe smiled. "Of course, that's up to you. Since you're so well-read and all, I don't think I should be any worried. Plus, you're really sharp with your eyes."
OR: In a world where Childe has never met the Abyss, never met the Tsaritsa, never joined the Fatui, comes the inevitability of Zhongli meeting Snezhnaya's now most infamous toymaker and the fact that he must hide him away from the Osial mission no matter what.
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So here Childe is, in Liyue, where his doctor claimed was better for him—the winter did him no wonders apparently—and will be for the rest of his life if his health doesn’t improve. In fact, Childe highly doubts it will. It’ll deteriorate from this point onwards, and it’ll be something that he has to go to the grave with because who the hell wants to know that he was the Eleventh Harbinger, let alone one that pretty much shot himself in the foot? No, Zhongli doesn’t need to know things like that, and less so when he probably doesn’t understand it. Besides, knowing where he came from would probably be a ruthless topic to broach to begin with.
Zhongli is just an innocent bystander. Childe can’t involve him in his stupid life.
OR: Pre-Osial In which Childe is the one who retires from the Harbinger life and Zhongli, still the Great God Morax, is the one who doesn’t know about his identity.

