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    If you had told Morax a year ago that he would have a little baby boy named Xiao with the god of freedom, Morax would have laughed in your face.

    ..And yet.

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    Little baby Xiao can't seem to stay away from flowers...

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    Zhongli had come to terms many, many years ago that his feelings for Barbatos could never be returned. How could someone expect the god of freedom to tie himself down to a relationship? So he was simply content to remain friends, as long as he could stay close to the anemo Archon.

    Until a trip to Mondstat results in a fight, and feelings come out.
    But he is still sure of one thing; Morax does not beg.

    Or: Zhongli and Venti realize their feelings for each other and have sex in their archon forms after fighting and Venti thoroughly breaks Zhongli down.

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    “Would you like me to apply the makeup on you, Childe? I think red would look lovely on you."

    Childe considers for a moment, before nodding his head. "Sure."

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    “You must be wondering why I called for an audience with you, yes?” The Tsaritsa asks.

    Childe nods, shoulders shaking inwards with the cold air nipping his nose and hands. He had forgotten how absolutely numbing it was to be inside the throne room. “Yes, Your Majesty.”

    She surveys him quizzically, her chilly eyes trailing down his figure, surmising him. She focuses intently on his eyes, or more specifically, the makeup painted underneath them, the deep and rich red color standing out starkly against Childe's pale flesh.

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    "I see Morax has placed his Archon stamp on you, essentially marking you as his own. A dragon’s tendencies never seem to fade.” She sighs loudly, eyes rolling.

    Childe sits there, stunned. What in Tevyat is she talking about? “W-What?” he sputters hopelessly.

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  4. Public Bookmark 54

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    Childe blinks. Did Zhongli seriously just pull a whole mirror from their teapot?

    “So,” he starts, “when were you going to tell me that our teapot doubles as a storage closet?”

    And then Zhongli cocks his head to the side in confusion. Childe would melt a little at how cute it is if he weren’t stressing about his current mental state.

    “Ah, I must have forgotten to tell you,” Zhongli says sheepishly. "This teapot is my adeptal abode.”

    “Huh?” Childe says smartly.

    Or, Childe finds out about the serenitea pot rather unconventionally. The two spend the day looking through Zhongli's old things and reflecting on happy memories.

    written for zhongchi week 2023 - prompts: birthday

    based loosely on the Zhongli 2023 birthday art

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    Zhongli slithers around him—actually slithers, tail curling, wings shifting in a way that disturbs the ambient humidity—and Childe realizes he is not allowed to leave. He is, in fact, being hoarded.

    “Okay,” he says slowly. “This is, like. A thing, right?”

    Zhongli blinks.

    “A thing?”

    “Yeah. Like a dragon thing. Like the part where you—" He gestures vaguely around the den. “—nest and hoard stuff and get unreasonably attached to shiny things and start calling your boyfriend mine in a tone that suggests you’ll level a mountain if someone looks at him funny.”

    Zhongli doesn’t respond.

    Instead, the dragon lowers his head, breathes in at Childe’s neck, and growls.

    In which bleeding out is less dangerous than flirting while bleeding out in front of a dragon with hoarding problems.

    (Or, maybe Childe should stop getting mortally injured in increasingly creative ways if he doesn’t want Zhongli to hoard him like a limited-edition relic with attachment issues.)

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