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  1. Public Bookmark 74

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    "Childe," comes Zhongli's wonderfully sonorous voice. "I don't believe I tell you often enough just how grateful I am to have you here."

    Childe had swallowed hard. What he would have given to hear those words from him. Even knowing how this would end, he cannot guarantee he will not go reckless lengths to hear such sentiments from the god's lips once more, even if he knows them to be but pretense.

    His breath hitched as Zhongli shifted so that their sides were pressed to each other. His face was closer now when he turned towards Childe, eyes dazzling as they looked right into Childe's.

    Now, Childe is standing much too far away to see if Zhongli's eyes truly had flitted down to his lips as he liked to imagine they had. He watches the scene with bated breath; if he concentrates hard enough, he can almost feel the warmth of Zhongli's breath on his lips once more, the burning of blood as it courses through his veins in anticipation. From the angle he's watching, it almost looks like it happened, with his own back to him and Zhongli looking at him with a gaze so adoring.

     

    A heartbroken Childe goes to the past after the 1.1 fiasco to see if he and Zhongli really had anything. (They did).

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  2. Public Bookmark 43

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    Childe had no reason to think that Mr. Zhongli had any malicious intent. In fact, from watching him, he thought that Mr. Zhongli was a very nice man! Childe had assumed that Zhongli was just another regular Liyue citizen, his unassuming demeanour and vast knowledge on Liyue being the reason for why he was chosen as his local guide by the Tsaritsa.

    In fact, Mr Zhongli is so nice, that he'd definitely be willing to help him out with a little favour after a night out drinking, right?

    Right?

    Maybe Childe needs to re-evaluate his evaluations...

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    04 Jan 2025

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  3. Public Bookmark 80

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    So he removes the headdress the Family lovingly crafted for him in his image, puts away the rings and jewelries given to him by god-king Xipe the Harmony.

    Sunday puts away his wings and his claws and comes crawling back to Aventurine's side wearing only his naked humanity.

    Aventurine leaves after the events in Penacony. Sunday chases after him.

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    17 Dec 2024

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  4. Public Bookmark 21

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    “Do you, Mr. Sunday? Do you love your dear sister more than yourself?”

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    Aventurine slides the revolver into his hand. The weight of it rests deftly against his palm. He pops open the cylinder—true to Sunday’s word, five empty chambers stare back at him. Neatly slotted in the sixth is one shining, fresh round.

    He closes it back up, smiling. “You weren’t lying about the single round, at the very least.”

    Sunday folds his hands atop one another, his face impassive. “You could always answer the question if you’re nervous.”

    “I think I’ll take my chances.” Aventurine cocks the hammer, relishing in the sound of the cylinder’s spin, and then points it at his own temple. He tilts his head up so that he’s looking down at Sunday, and lets a lazy grin spread from ear to studded ear.

     

    Bang, he mouths, as he presses down on the trigger.

     

    (Sunday and Aventurine play twenty questions, in which a refusal to answer might sink a bullet in their brain. Also, they strip.)

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