FINAL CHAPTER! 4/4
#tartaliweek2024 DAY 2: FAMILY GATHERING
A Tea Party with the Adepti
Zhongli and Ajax reunite after four years, still in love, and the Adepti are eager to help them finally be together.
💧Canonverse Reunion
🔶@tartaliweek.bsky.social
archiveofourown.org/works/603717...
[late] tartali week day 3 : Illness....?
#タル鍾 #tartali #tartar_Matcha #tartaliweek2024
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#tartaliweek2024
DAY 2: FAMILY GATHERING
A Tea Party with the Adepti (and a Slightly Nervous Ajax)
Zhongli and Childe reunite after 4 years, and the Adepti want to help them finally be together.
💧Canonverse
🔶archiveofourown.org/works/60371779/chapters/...
@tartaliweek.bsky.social
Screenshot of the fic linked in the post.
Written for #tartaliweek2024, day 6, "wedding."
Zhongli, Childe and Hu Tao prepare a gift for Ferrylady's wedding.
archiveofourown.org/works/572856...
Screenshot of the fic linked in the post.
Written for #tartaliweek2024, day 5, "dumplings".
Childe learns a new skill for Zhongli's sake.
archiveofourown.org/works/572856...
a late sickfic for #tartaliweek2024 & #fluffvember2024
#zhongchili #potatowrites #zhongli #childe
🔶SICKFIC❗
💧G Rated
🔶Domestic Fluff
💧6.5k Words
🔶Childe's family ❗
💧link: archiveofourown.org/works/60617617
Happy (late) anniversary to tartali and thank you to all participants of #tartaliweek2024 !
Late submissions will be accepted until December 8.
Please look forward to our next event! 💧🔶
Happy 11.11 tartali day 🫶🎂
⊱Day 7 of the #tartaliweek2024 💧🔶
🔹Free day
🔸Ballet AU
🔹Made for @chililovemail.bsky.social 's fic ↓↓↓
#tartali #chili #タル鍾
Day 7 of Tartali Week, free day: Ballet AU 💧🔶
💧 'A Night At The Opera'
🔶 Modern AU
💧 First Meeting
🔶 Pre-relationship
💧 8.2k words
#tartaliweek2024 #tartali
archiveofourown.org/works/60493972
11/11, happy (little late) tartali anniversary.💙🧡
#tartali #tartaliweek2024 #GenshinImpact
#tartar_Matcha
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♦ written for #tartaliweek2024, @tartaliweek.bsky.social.
♦ a twilight rendezvous.
♦ childe/zhongli, #tartali #fic
♦ explicit | 1.3 words
♦ meant for the NSFW prompt 'semi-public blowjob' but i was a day late lol.
🔗 archiveofourown.org/works/60492916
The bells over Zapolyarny Palace toll twelve thunderous tintinnabulations, tremorous in the tranquil twilight touched by tenebrous light. Before him lies a future uncertain, behind him a road paved from handpicked possibilities, and in his hands he holds a knot of vermilion the shade of his sanguine heart. Here, in the land of eternal winter, the sun rises with shearing winds, and the one he's asked to walk by his side shields his silks of marital red with a mantle of sacred anemo. "Dijun," the old title floats between stained glass and crystal candelabra, lifting trailing hems and the eyes of a hundred onlookers, "it's time." It's time. From frigid nights to a lovelorn archon, the people of Snezhnaya have long since grown accustomed to the taste of futile struggle, the sound of hollow purpose, the familiar touch and tang of nihility asking what meaning is there to a life born of, from, and nursed in bitter misery? Above, the sky answers in roiling clouds. Below, the ice grants no quarter. Only in the shared breath of humanity does the simple truth reveal itself in peals of gentle wonder.
Nothing matters. Everything matters. Tomorrow is but a fancy until conviction shapes it into today. His thoughts wander, carried by nerves he believed the millennia had worn away. He's older than all in attendance this morning, older than the palace surrounding, older even than the ground which bears him from hall to stately hall. Yet, beneath snow white banners and rime-dipped blooms, layers of obligation and crimson yearning, he is born again not as Yanwang Dijun, Morax, or even Zhongli the mortal wayfarer, but as something new, fragile, precious beyond wisdom and names. When he sees him dressed in his pole star whites, his everyday scarf replaced by a prince's scarlet mantle pooling over marble tiles and the velvet of deific kings, he knows this tremulous joy like the twin to tragedy, and his heart beats faster for it. Last night he kissed Ajax farewell. Today, it is Tartaglia cradling his fingers, draping red cord and joining their hands. In truth, he had wanted a quiet affair, away from the burdens of expectation and high station, where only family and the false stars above would bear witness to their union. They'd exchange their cups overflowing and perform their three bows, and when the night grew long and languorous, they'd retreat to their marital bed decorated an exuberant red by the people who matter most. Yes, it would have been perfect, but time like the roll of war drums waits for no man, god, archon or otherwise. The Tsaritsa's pellucid speech leads them through the traditional vows, and a country built on perseverance and piety pray for their pole star, for his happiness today and his glory tomorrow.
With a heavy heart and a smile flitting between stable shores and the call of the abyss, Tartaglia eases the band of lucent silvery white onto his husband's finger. "Till death do us part."
#tartaliweek2024 Day 6: Wedding
"conviction" (500 words)
Before 💧 marches for war, the Tsaritsa grants his marriage to 🔶.
#Tartali #タル鍾 #公钟
#tartali #tartaliweek2024 #タル鍾
恭喜鸭鸭入池四周年！！！达达利亚，于11月11日原神1.1版本第1个卡池入池，第1次复刻于原神开服以来第11个卡池，经典手势“我是1”的愚人众第11席执行官！！！今天同时也是外网的公钟日！一起庆祝水岩四周年呀！
For tartali week 2024 day 6 - camping
Kinda cheating here because it's actually part of a much bigger fic idea, but I got the inspiration+motivation from the prompt so it counts!
archiveofourown.org/works/60461326
#tartaliweek2024 #tartali #タル鍾
For the tartali week 2024 day 5 - masquerade ball. Now with female Zhongli popping up and having fun~
archiveofourown.org/works/60460879
#tartaliweek2024 #tartali #タル鍾
Screenshot of a snippet from the story linked below.
Written for #tartaliweek2024
, day 4, "red string of fate" (and technically, "crossover" too.)
Childe and Zhongli pointedly Do Not discuss fate while discussing Zhongli's transcribed novels.
🔗 below:
Screenshot of a sample of the fic linked in the next comment.
Written for #tartaliweek2024
, day 3, "travel."
Zhongli and Childe visit Spite's first altar.
🔗 below:
Screenshot of the header of the fic linked in the next comment.
Screenshot of a sample of the fic linked in the next comment.
Written for #tartaliweek2024, day 2, "shopping" and "family reunion."
Zhongli ponders his place in Childe's household and his family.
🔗 below:
a gift with fangs my rock, my shield Genshin Impact | Tartali | General
Tartaglia looks at him, stares him down, and it is then that there is a spark to his gaze. It is then the the curve of his lips melts into something more real. It is then that Morax finds himself wanting another, heat flaring in his gut, burning through his veins.
[ #GenshinImpact #Tartali 💧🔶 ]
Tartaglia, the Eleventh Harbinger is discarded in Morax's court, and it's love at first sight.
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▶️ 'my rock, my shield'
▶️ 1.5k
▶️ #tartaliweek2024 day 1: love at first sight
Read here on AO3.
