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Finally been watching Game of Thrones for the first time lately, up to halfway through season 4 and really enjoying it 😊

Internet kudos to anyone who can guess what canon or non-canon ship has gotten me the most invested so far 😁

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Thank you! Working hard at it when I can! ☺️

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Everything is great, thank you, although my time is being eaten up a lot ^_^ Working hard to get the chapter out asap though!

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Hellooo I'm still here! Not had much time to play genshin lately so i'm behind on all the patches and keeping off of socmed, but still working on Chapter 2 and making steady progress 😊

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Link: archiveofourown.org/works/781720...

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A golden chess piece sits in an outstretched hand. Not to Childe, but to fucking Signora of all people, who smirks and snatches it from her benefactor. And that benefactor isn’t the simple funeral parlour consultant Zhongli, it’s Rex Lapis, the Geo Archon, the snake in sheep’s clothing.

“No need for such a sour face now, Tartaglia,” Signora purrs. “I think we all got just what we want and deserve today.” She gives a sidewards glance and smirk to the Traveller who also stands alongside them, watching the exchange with an expression of surprise that mirrors Childe’s own. Good, let them feel it too. Serves them right for interfering in his perfectly laid plans. Well, they would have been perfect, had Zhongli not been leading him on this entire time.

But this is how a villain’s story is fated to end. Hated by all, betrayed by a friend of convenience, because that’s all there was between him and Zhongli—the exchange of mora and knowledge. It was always nothing more than that. The villain can never expect more than that.

A golden chess piece sits in an outstretched hand. Not to Childe, but to fucking Signora of all people, who smirks and snatches it from her benefactor. And that benefactor isn’t the simple funeral parlour consultant Zhongli, it’s Rex Lapis, the Geo Archon, the snake in sheep’s clothing. “No need for such a sour face now, Tartaglia,” Signora purrs. “I think we all got just what we want and deserve today.” She gives a sidewards glance and smirk to the Traveller who also stands alongside them, watching the exchange with an expression of surprise that mirrors Childe’s own. Good, let them feel it too. Serves them right for interfering in his perfectly laid plans. Well, they would have been perfect, had Zhongli not been leading him on this entire time. But this is how a villain’s story is fated to end. Hated by all, betrayed by a friend of convenience, because that’s all there was between him and Zhongli—the exchange of mora and knowledge. It was always nothing more than that. The villain can never expect more than that.

Hello! I've just posted the first chapter of this year's #zhongchili longfic. A time loop murder mystery featuring our beloved Ekaterina, and Childe's attempts to save her from the murderer set on ending her life.

🔶Timeloop
💧Murder Mystery
🔶Happy Ending
💧Link Below!

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Not posting tonight it's been a bit of a week in a good way, will get everything sorted Saturday or Sunday 😊

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Link: archiveofourown.org/works/749048...

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As the crowd launched into their final, dramatic verse, a tuba booming and the melody slowing, Zhongli turned to Helen.

“Excuse me,” he said. “I do not wish to be presumptuous, but I was under the impression that the target of our operations was a singular operative of a criminal operation, rather than a theatre troupe?”

Helen stared at him blankly and blinked once. ”It is a singular man.” She pointed to the tap dancing fellow. “It’s him, he’s the one who started this. We haven’t had a day’s peace since he started all this nonsense. All over a new door colour painting policy. It’s ridiculous.”

“I see.” Zhongli did not see. There was supposed to be a mob, not a choir and dance ensemble. “Apologies for my presumptuousness, but did you not mention that this young man was also the ringleader of some manner of mob troubling your town?”

She squinted at him, and Zhongli had the strange sensation that he’d just said something she considered quite foolish. “That was the mob, sir.”

Outside the window, the troupe echoed with a final, rousing note, the red-head front and centre as his co-conspirators harmonised around him. “I have never seen a mob quite like it,” he said, taking the most diplomatic answer he could think of.

As the crowd launched into their final, dramatic verse, a tuba booming and the melody slowing, Zhongli turned to Helen. “Excuse me,” he said. “I do not wish to be presumptuous, but I was under the impression that the target of our operations was a singular operative of a criminal operation, rather than a theatre troupe?” Helen stared at him blankly and blinked once. ”It is a singular man.” She pointed to the tap dancing fellow. “It’s him, he’s the one who started this. We haven’t had a day’s peace since he started all this nonsense. All over a new door colour painting policy. It’s ridiculous.” “I see.” Zhongli did not see. There was supposed to be a mob, not a choir and dance ensemble. “Apologies for my presumptuousness, but did you not mention that this young man was also the ringleader of some manner of mob troubling your town?” She squinted at him, and Zhongli had the strange sensation that he’d just said something she considered quite foolish. “That was the mob, sir.” Outside the window, the troupe echoed with a final, rousing note, the red-head front and centre as his co-conspirators harmonised around him. “I have never seen a mob quite like it,” he said, taking the most diplomatic answer he could think of.

HELLO I present to you my new silly #zhongchili fic, in which assassin Zhongli is tasked with dealing with so-called "mob" boss, Ajax.

🔶Assassin Zhongli / Flashmob Boss Ajax
💧Crack / humour
🔶Maybe the real villain was the Housing Association we met along the way
💧Link Below!

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Hello all, I've just gotten back from holiday, and I was having some trouble posting fics etc from there, so I'll be trying to catch up with everything asap. I've not disappeared, just had weird technology access for the past couple weeks 😆

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Post image “Ai ya, what’s this?” His employer, the young Director Hu, stands in the doorway, staring at the scattering of petals, her eyes wide. Then she clicks her tongue, shakes her head and says, “It’s that Fatui boy, isn’t it? You two haven’t spoken to each other since he released that monster into our harbour.”

His first instinct is to deny it. His health is not her responsibility, but his alone, and for all those thousands of years, responsibility was a weight to shoulder alone, and to impose upon his subjects the mark of an unsuitable god. But the petals and blood spell the truth plainly, and to deny his affliction would be an insult to her intelligence.

“Indeed,” he says. “But it is no matter that you should concern yourself with.”

“Not a matter to concern myself with? Ai ai ai!” She marches across the room and plants a hand on the desk, raising the other to waggle a finger at Zhongli. “My favourite consultant is trying to land himself in one of my coffins, that’s definitely a problem. Eesh, and you haven’t even asked me about the two for one deal.”

“Ai ya, what’s this?” His employer, the young Director Hu, stands in the doorway, staring at the scattering of petals, her eyes wide. Then she clicks her tongue, shakes her head and says, “It’s that Fatui boy, isn’t it? You two haven’t spoken to each other since he released that monster into our harbour.” His first instinct is to deny it. His health is not her responsibility, but his alone, and for all those thousands of years, responsibility was a weight to shoulder alone, and to impose upon his subjects the mark of an unsuitable god. But the petals and blood spell the truth plainly, and to deny his affliction would be an insult to her intelligence. “Indeed,” he says. “But it is no matter that you should concern yourself with.” “Not a matter to concern myself with? Ai ai ai!” She marches across the room and plants a hand on the desk, raising the other to waggle a finger at Zhongli. “My favourite consultant is trying to land himself in one of my coffins, that’s definitely a problem. Eesh, and you haven’t even asked me about the two for one deal.”

From the Sword Blooms—As Zhongli seeks amends, Childe comes to an important decision about his own ailment...

🔗 archiveofourown.org/works/69813776/chapters/191480816

a #zhongchili collab with @sconeswrites.bsky.social

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very late fanfic cover commission for @sconeswrites.bsky.social
thank you for your patience!

#zhongchili

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Thank you to @arkadraws.bsky.social for the amazing cover comm!

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First Chapter: archiveofourown.org/works/675796...
Final Chapter: archiveofourown.org/works/675796...

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The final chapter of Night Hunter is up!

Your perfect #zhongchi read for government agent Childe tasked to slay a certain dragonlike target whom he may or may not fall for along the way. 👀

🔶Modern / Paranormal AU
💧Agent Childe / Not-So-Human Zhongli
🔶48k words
💧Link Below!

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I think it does...and now I'm imagining a HSR / Hitchhiker's guide to the galaxy crossover 🤣

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Im so glad the concensus seems to be that its not weird 😆

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Years later! *makes a mental note to write a fic in a decade's time* 😅

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🥺🥺🥺

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Ahhh I'm glad! I'll put you on my "okay to bother" mental list then 🥺

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you posted a thought or hc with a little fic? Would you even want that, or would you prefer they keep it to themselves? These things are a mystery to me, internet is confusing 😭

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Sometimes I see a moot write a really cool idea or hc on here and get a little fic idea, but I can't ever write it fast enough that I feel weird dragging up an old post by the time I get round to it 😭 Idk, would you find it weird if a writer moot came back like a month after---

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Hey everyone! I posted another #Zhongchi / #tartali oneshot. It's called Molting Is a Normal Biological Process, Actually. Go check it out! <3

archiveofourown.org/works/72772576

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This week's chapter is up!

The final chapter will be up on Patreon tomorrow rather than today as I am falling asleep at my desk right now. 😭

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The world is so filled with beauty and wonder and I feel very strongly both that it should be a kinder place to live in and that it is within our power to make it as such

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now, let me introduce you to a fic I've been writing like possessed since yesterday evening: #zhongchili very incorrect historically roaring twenties au, featuring childe as nepo mobster (with a dream to be a movie star) and zhongli as stock market shark, too rich and too arrogant for his own good

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Post image “Look,” he says, making a sweeping gesture.

The rose gardens spread out before them. Beneath the starlit sky, everything is silvered and ethereal, and Mydei thinks it the loveliest thing he’s ever seen until blue-eyed Kephale touches his jaw. In the starlight, his eyes are shadowed, but the planes of his face are even more defined, and he is hauntingly beautiful beneath his mask.

“This place is beautiful,” Mydei says.

“And yet it pales in comparison to you,” blue-eyed Kephale murmurs, his thumb brushing against Mydei’s lower lip.

His breath catches. “How many others have you led to this place to flatter with that line?” he asks.

“You wouldn’t believe me.” 

“No?” 

“No. For I have shared this place with only you.”

“Look,” he says, making a sweeping gesture. The rose gardens spread out before them. Beneath the starlit sky, everything is silvered and ethereal, and Mydei thinks it the loveliest thing he’s ever seen until blue-eyed Kephale touches his jaw. In the starlight, his eyes are shadowed, but the planes of his face are even more defined, and he is hauntingly beautiful beneath his mask. “This place is beautiful,” Mydei says. “And yet it pales in comparison to you,” blue-eyed Kephale murmurs, his thumb brushing against Mydei’s lower lip. His breath catches. “How many others have you led to this place to flatter with that line?” he asks. “You wouldn’t believe me.” “No?” “No. For I have shared this place with only you.”

Gone at Midnight—For Crown Prince Phainon's twentieth birthday, his parents host an elaborate masquerade ball to which every eligible bachelor in the realm is invited. Despite losing everything to his stepmother, Mydei manages to attend.

🔗 archiveofourown.org/works/72303826

#phaidei

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Kinda excited that I'm already a quarter through writing my original work. Not 100% sure what I'll do with it once it's done, but at least it's getting written. 💪

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And thank you for being one of the best supporters in this fandom—it's an honour to serve!

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Should have the outline for my next longfic polished off sooon. 🙏 It's been fun returning to the classic Liyue Archon Quest era, combined with a murder mystery timeloop feat Ekaterina.

The title is "Never Ending Performance" and I'll be able to start writing and posting it from Jan. I can't wait🤩

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