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    a list of fics i made for ladynoir july 2023 :]

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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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    12 Sep 2025

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    Accidentally being teleported back in time Childe comes face to face with a young Zhongli- known as Morax.

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    “You both crave and love destruction and care for living beings.” Morax tuts softly, his hand is still on Childe’s cheek. “How miserable you must be.” There’s almost a sick delight in those words.

    As if he is pleased that there is someone more messed up in this world than he, an honest to gods war archon.

    “I get by.” Childe quips lightly and Morax tilts his head, delighted. “In this future.” He hums, voice low like it emits from the earth itself, a rumble like a purring cat. “Do I…” he leans forward, tilting Childe’s face up, hand moving ever so slightly closer to his mouth. “Do I kiss you upon these bloodied lips?”

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    12 Sep 2025

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    im crying

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    Zhongli looked up from the scroll on his desk, and for a moment reality threatened at the edges of Childe’s consciousness; the dissociative fog wavered. Then Zhongli smiled, the same slight and soft and ancient expression he always wore.
    “Childe. Come in.”
    For a few more moments, then, Childe thought, and as if it were any other day shut the door with a quiet click. He won’t butcher this, not yet. He’ll let it ease away like dying breath, instead.

    the immediate aftermath of Chapter 1: Liyue

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    08 Sep 2025

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    One bound by reverence is as erasable as the morning dew.

    Discarded and exiled from his birth land, it was Morax who gave him a new chance and a new purpose in life. He was pardoned and reborn under His kindness, flourishing as His loyal commander.

    He is Morax’s loyal weapon.

    However, taken as a hostage and racing against an irreversible decision, a thought flees through Childe's mind, crumbling down the last defense of his highly-guarded heart.

    Even after all of this time, his desire to be loved remains.

    To be adored and regarded as a precious being, not as a weapon nor the monster people deem him to be, but just… Ajax.

    Ajax, who is worthy of love and affection.

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    (“With this, everyone is in disfavor of rescuing Adeptus Childe.” Moon Carver solemnly declares.)

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    06 Sep 2025

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    There is a popular game in Snezhnaya, one that originates as an activity to keep children occupied during the long winter days stuck indoors while arctic winds howl outside, knocking against doors and windows and carrying with it a violent storm of ice and frost. The game has since been adopted into a drinking game by bored young adults similarly trapped inside those cold, dark grueling months.

    The game’s rules go something like this. Each person takes a turn telling two truths and one lie about themselves while the rest of the participants have to pluck out the lie. If the guessers guessed wrong, the person telling the information gets the point. If the guesser guessed right, then the person gets no points.

    There is no real end to this game. Children play it until they become bored, adults play it until they become drunk.

    Childe plays it until…

    Come to think of it, Childe’s not entirely sure why he’s playing.

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    A Childe introspection story where he tries to find his heart.

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    06 Sep 2025