#zhongchi modern au
**TW: mentions of abuse, bullying, selfharm**

Hundreds of students pass through his lecture hall every year but Zhongli remembers each and every one. His colleagues are irked by his memory.

Some students, of course, leave a deeper impression than others. He will never forget the red-haired exchange student from Snezhnaya with hollow blue eyes. He was always alone, because the other students were afraid of him — and he did not try to talk to him.

His name was Ajax, and he was full of scars. Some old and some new, on his hands,

#zhongchi lantern rite reunion 🏵️
thinking about childe coming to liyue in secret during the lantern rite, disguised as a fatui pyro agent, mask and hood pulled over his face. it's just before midnight, before the fireworks, and the sky is aglow with the light of the lanterns, the streets are bustling. he loves the warm, gentle sea breeze — and his chest constricts at how at home he feels, even if it's been two years.

along the way to the bank, he catches sight of xiangling cooking energetically. he sees member of the qixing out in the streets

#zhongchi thoughts
imagine a fourteen-year-old ajax in the abyss. in the face of death, he looks into the void and sees his whole life ahead, the fate that awaits him. he knows what will happen he returns to the surface — the looks on his parents' faces as they send him away. he sees the blood on his hands, and those that will commend him for it. ajax dies and tartaglia — childe comes to be. mission after mission flashes before his eyes, he sees the soldiers, the people, his enemies. and then, there is a vast change in scenery, and suddenly,

#zhongchi fantasy au

Childe is the lowest ranking of eleven nobles in the Tsaritsa’s court. He knows he isn’t favoured, so he tries to keep to himself and out of everyone’s way, spending most of his time training, or disappearing into the city, dressed as a commoner. That is how he meets Zhongli, the well-mannered and devastatingly handsome funeral consultant visiting from Liyue. He is helping a friend, the elderly fisherman Alexei, unload the day’s catch from his rickety old ship, when he hears a commotion.

#zhongchi chonkli au
in which childe dies in zhongli's arms. his senses are corrupted; he cannot hear or see, yet he calls zhongli's name again and again. zhongli holds him close, tries to comfort him, let him know that he is here, but childe is lost in his nightmare to the end. and then, childe is gone — just like that. the memory of the mortal going colder and quieter in his arms haunts him. he is there, for hours, days, hugging childe tightly, desperately, as though if he held on long enough, warmth would return to the harbinger's body.

#zhongchi beta childe after 1.1

Beta Childe has a hard time with emotions. He's been like this since returning from the Abyss. His parents think a demon took his soul and he is no longer Ajax, most of his subordinates are frightened or disturbed by him, and his colleagues hate talking to him. His younger siblings are the only ones who go near him, but sometimes he makes them sad because he reacts the wrong way.

But Zhongli is different. Zhongli is special. Zhongli calls him 'Childe' with no disdain, Zhongli always asks if he is well, if he is hungry,

#zhongchi 🔞🔞🔞
zl is very horniii

“Z-Zhongli… please I can’t… ah, 𝘢𝘩𝘩 — !”

His fingers dig into the bedsheets, tears leak from his eyes, and his mouth hangs open, drooling pathetically as white liquid explodes from his trembling, swollen cock. A sob tears itself from his throat as he feels something hot being released — and shoved deep into his body with quick, short thrusts. He does his best to push himself onto his elbows, to turn and face Zhongli, to directly plead the god to let him 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵, but a large hand pushes down on his neck,