#tartali fanfic

[pwurrz]

childe and zhongli are split up after encountering a dangerous situation, and after a few days zhongli begins to fear the worst.

he’s so anxious and distraught about the possibility that his beloved might be injured and alone, or heaven forbid…. that his mortal disguise starts to crack. by the time he’s finally reunited with childe, he’s barely holding it together, both mentally and physically.

mere seconds after zhongli sees that childe is ok, that he’s alive, he’s embracing him in an all but suffocating hug. he doesn’t even notice that his horns and tail have started to show, he doesn’t care, he’s so relieved.

nearly drowning in a tidal wave of emotions, zhongli vows to never leave childe’s side again. he solidifies this promise by wrapping his tail around childe’s middle and using it to hold him close. he’s not thinking straight, he just needs to know that his treasure is ok, that he’s safe, and the easiest way to calm his nerves is by letting his dragonic instincts take over and feel the solid warmth of childe wrapped in his tail’s embrace.

it’s the first time childe’s ever heard zhongli purr. it’s a shaky and quiet purr, but it’s there nonetheless. the feeling of relief zhongli feels once he’s confirmed his beloved is safe is so overwhelming he can’t help but make a soft noise of pure contentment and affection.

it’s also the first time childe had ever seen him cry. it breaks his heart, to see his strong and dependable lover so upset. he makes his own vow that day, to never be the reason for zhongli’s tears again.

[solitary-traveler]

Star-Crossed Hearts

Zhongli has lived for thousands of years.

And he's always watching his beloved be ripped away from his grasp. 

Notes: Hi, I wrote this when I was knee deep in my Zhongchi phase. So like, a year ago-

Art credits: Qing11502143

Warnings: None

Zhongli has lived for thousands of years. 

He watched how the seven nations far and wide united to form the world of today. How that world forfeited the deities that used to protect them and their respective land. He scrutinized as humans progressed to a new era, without the need of gods and visions. 

He watched with a satisfied smile. 

He doesn't feel bitter resentment or anger to the mortals who casted him aside, as he was first to vacate his seat from the heavens. He slowly realized that the world he's grown to know was no longer the same as it was before. His people became independent, no longer needing guidance and protection from the gods above. 

He had long fulfilled his duties.

But he continued to overlook his nation- the one he made with his own hands- as it developed without him. It was painful, yes, but he couldn't help the twitch of his lips when faced with his country. He was proud of Liyue, now a bustling city without the hindrance of a god. 

Zhongli has lived for thousands of years. 

Being a god, it's one of the privileges that comes with it. To never age. But is that really considered a privilege?

He's seen how every person he loved was forcefully torn away from his side. How his heart shatters and rebuilds itself, losing pieces as more people come and go. So instead, he wraps his heart in obsidian to help numb the pain. 

It was fitting for him. The Geo Archon with a heart of stone.

But under his vigilant gaze, he saw how a heart of stone is still a heart nonetheless.

Because somehow, that hardened heart crumbles and turns into dust, swept away by the raging winds as he watches the love of his life jump into the arms of another.

Charming, witty and sly. The name Ajax has been engraved in Zhongli's memory and etched into his heart. He fell for that crooked smile and his silly way with words. He loves the way he always reeked of something metallic, sometimes minty and sometimes just straight up blood. He loves the way his barely noticeable freckles show themselves under the scorching Liyue sun. How his sunset dyed hair becomes a star, guiding Zhongli in the dark with its bright shade. He loves him from head to toe, with every beat of his heart. 

He loves him, but Ajax doesn't. 

And he has to watch as he becomes happy with someone else. 

But that doesn't mean he would stop loving him. Gods, can he even stop loving him? Every day, he finds something new to fall in love with, maybe a mole he's never seen before or a scar that refuses to heal. There's just so many things to love about Ajax. And he’s willing to write all of those things if it meant he could immortalize the one he loves for the world to see.

Because Ajax can’t live that long.

Because he is human.

And like other humans, they perish. But Zhongli isn't scared of that. He's lived long enough to know that people always come back. He'll just have to find Ajax again and fall in love with him. Even if he's never going to be the one to occupy that heart of his. Even if all he does is watch him, because that's the only thing he is permitted to do. 

Zhongli has lived for thousands of years.

And he's always watching his beloved be ripped away from his grasp. 

("One day", he proclaimed to his friend Venti, as they downed another glass of firewater together. The Teyvat of today has some strange tastes when it comes to wine. 

"One day, I will stop falling in love with him")

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“Zhongli, I got suspended today" Childe laughs as he flops onto the fresh patch of grass. He pivoted his head to shift his gaze to the man beside him, who quietly lays down beside him with an unreadable expression. 

They were currently resting in a field of green. This little valley was like their getaway, a place they go to when they want to spend some time together. This also happens to be one of Zhongli's favorite spots, for its breathtaking scenery and for a memory he's quite fond of.

(“See Zhongli! Told you you look better with silk flowers” Ajax beamed as his gloved fingers carefully placed the flower crown he made on Zhongli’s head. Zhongli just smiles, his amber eyes narrowing in delight. 

“I think it looks better on you”, he thought as the words rested heavily on the back of his throat. Never to be spoken out loud.)

Zhongli sighs in an affectionate manner, "And why would that be?"

He has a guess as to what happened, but he wants to hear it straight from the others lips. He wants to hear Childe tell the tale. He's got a real talent for storytelling, his words bewitching anyone who dares listen. Zhongli happens to be one of those people.

The ginger grins from ear to ear, and beckons him to move closer. He starts narrating, filling the surrounding air with wonder and awe.

And throughout it all, Zhongli stares at him with his lips slightly curved, his eyes crescent shaped like the moon above. 

Oh it seems like he's falling again.

After Childe finished his short anecdote, he drove his fist into the sky as if he was punching the air. "And that's how I fought a gang and survived" he huffs, a victorious aura emitting from his body. He flashes Zhongli a toothy grin that sends the archon back to the olden days, when he would open his door and be greeted by Ajax, covered in all kinds of cuts and bruises. 

("This is getting unbearable" Zhongli chided as his pointer finger applied ointment to one of the bruises in Ajax's back. Ajax hissed—probably from the pain— before letting out a low chuckle. "Yet you seem to tolerate me, Zhongli. Why is that?"

Because I love you was left unsaid. And it was better that way.) 

Zhongli groans. It seems that every reincarnation he meets ends up being addicted to the adrenaline rush provided by battling. One they definitely inherited from the original. He doesn't know if that's a good or bad thing.

He reached out to Childe and his fingers instinctively brushed past his cheek. Zhongli can feel the softness of his skin, and leaves him with the urge to touch it even more. Realization hits him like a freight train. What is he doing?

The brunette felt heat rush to his cheeks and he pulled his hand back without a warning. He laid flat, his body facing the stars to avoid whatever expression Childe has on his face right now. It doesn’t work though, and he instead feels an intense look coming from his side.

“You shouldn't get into too many fights. You might end up getting injured" he snapped in a gentle way, his voice dripping with concern. He regrets letting his instincts take over. But he can’t control them when it comes to Childe. It becomes really troublesome sometimes.

A few seconds later, he can hear clothes rustle from his side. Then he catches a glimpse of Childe's silhouette. Pushing aside the remorse he felt from his actions earlier, he decides to take a quick glance. He shouldn’t have done that though, cause his pulse just skyrocketed. The soft glow of the moon bounced on Childe’s pale skin, his usual color dulled down by the night. It made him look soft. Ethereal. Zhongli’s mind automatically ingrains this view in his memory like a painting. 

Because Childe is a work of art. And Zhongli will gladly be the painter who gets to preserve his beauty.

"You don't have to worry," Childe says, dragging the older man back to reality. Zhongli blinks, and sees a hand extending towards him.

A hand is extending towards him. 

Zhongli blinks again, and he completely registers how Childe's hand is in his hair. 

Childe's hand is in his hair.

A small squeak forces itself out of Zhongli's mouth as his eyes widen the size of teacup plates. He's not a stranger to physical contact with Childe, but none of them as intimate as this. It feels nice. It gives him a moment of comfort, his problems washed away by the tides of his touch. But he doesn't want it. Because he shouldn’t have it. 

It’s like a drug to Zhongli. One taste, and he won’t be able to run away.

And that scares him.

He needs to run away.

"l'll be fine" Childe continues, and there’s something new in those ocean eyes of his. Zhongli can’t make it out. It’s something entirely new. Foreign. He can feel his chest constrict. 

No. 

Stop.

Stop looking at me like that. 

Stop looking like you care the way I do. 

Zhongli hates this. He hates how Childe can just say something and Zhongli will end up short circuiting. He hates how even a single look can send Zhongli into a spiral. 

He hates how one side this is.

He hates how he has to go through this over and over again. He hates how he loves Ajax so much he lets himself go through this over and over again.

He hates it.

He wants to take off and bolt away from this situation. But Childe's touch is keeping him grounded. He's still ruffling his hair, and looking at him like he's precious. 

He's not that precious. He'll never be precious. 

All throughout his life, he’s never been precious enough for Childe to willingly choose him.

He's merely an option. A second choice.

Zhongli gulps and closes his eyes, letting the feeling of Childe ruffling his hair sink into his mind.

But what if…

What if this Childe chooses him? 

He exhales. 

He lets his mind wander. He lets himself dream. He lets himself hope.

He hopes that they stay like this forever. He hopes that he will be chosen.

He hopes that Ajax will finally be his. 

When the hand is abruptly pulled away, Zhongli snapped open his eyes only to see Childe glaring at him with a scrunched up nose.

“What the hell, what shampoo are you using? Why is your hair so smooth?" Childe curses, a demanding look crossing his eyes. Zhongli stops, and he laughs. And he keeps laughing. Not because of the remark Childe gave, but because of how he was about to plummet into another abyss of doubt. 

He was about to fall for his own trap. 

He laughs until his voice is hoarse. 

He caught himself hoping again. When he knows he shouldn't hope. 

But it's Ajax. 

So he lets himself have hope.

Zhongli stops laughing and sits, so both him and Childe are on the same level. The younger man has his eyebrows raised, probably questioning Zhongli’s sanity. With a puff of air, the brunette bows his head.

"My apologies Ajax I got a bit carried away." He smiles and gestures into the wind. "I use a brand called Aloe. It recently came out, only available in our local area. It’s really effective in removing oil and other sediments from the hair. This causes it to have a smooth result and—"

"Wait nevermind. I don't want to hear it" Childe cuts him off and raises both his arms in an "I give up" manner. Zhongli chuckles. "You just don't want to listen to my ramble, do you?" He teases with a knowing smile. 

Childe face instantly flushed. Adorable. 

"I just don't want to hear a rant about shampoo for 3 hours, okay?" Childe remarked, lowering his hands to return back to its original position. "At least not right now" he whispers. Zhongli nods. Talking about shampoo right now would just ruin the mood that they have. And frankly, he doesn’t want it to be ruined. 

So he just decides to tease him further. 

"But you look so bored when I talk about anything".

"You know I’m not" Childe whines and slightly nudges Zhongli’s shoulders, "Your stories are really interesting". 

That's the same thing all the other reincarnations say, yet he never gets tired of hearing it. It never fails to make his heart stutter. It’s always pleasant to hear when the one you love likes something about you that most people can't stand.

“But I wonder…” the ginger mutters. He looks at Zhongli, his gaze probing. “How strong are you physically? Like in a fight?”

"Average", Zhongli simpers.

And that's a lie. I mean, he's been called the "God of War" at some point.

This comment makes Childe's sit perfectly straight, an air of challenge materializing out of nowhere. Something tells Zhongli that his words weren’t believed. 

"Alright, let's test it"

And in a swift motion, Zhongli is tackled to the ground by Childe, hovering over him.

The older man yelps at the sudden movement. He was not expecting this. Not at all. If anything, he was expecting the boy to demand that they have a sparring contest. Not to push him to the ground. Childe's hands are on both sides of Zhongli's head, and those damn blue eyes are staring straight at his own. He had the stupid cheeky grin that never fails to give Zhongli a heart attack.

Though, a heart attack would be nice right now.

Because he doesn't think he can face this. 

Not when Childe is literally on top of him.

Zhongli feels as if all the blood in his body is transferred to his face. He just silently prays the atmosphere is dark enough so that Childe won't see his expression. He was sure he was red. So he wishes he won't see how red he was. 

"Did I catch you by surprise? Or are you really that weak?" the ginger teases. He seems oblivious to the fact that Zhongli is flustered right now. 

Good. 

Zhongli's lips parted, about to say something, but he closed them again. 

Being in close proximity with Childe is never a good thing. 

His breathing hitches. 

He won't be able to hold back if they stay like this. He might end up wrapping his arms around Childe's neck and pull him closer to his body. He might end up holding him and never letting go.

And he’s afraid of that. 

He's afraid he won't be able to let go when he should. 

But maybe..

Maybe this is what Childe wants too. 

Maybe he wanted this, for him to be held tightly and never let go. For him to end up in Zhongli's embrace, tangled in the arms of one another. 

Does he want this? 

Does he want the same things I do?

But before Zhongli’s instincts take over again, Childe falls to his side with a huff. Zhongli blinks and blinks.

He almost did it.

Oh my god he almost did it. 

Zhongli tries to still his breathing, he didn't realize how fast it became. 

He almost made a mistake.

He almost lost himself. 

Trying to recover from his shock, he turns to his side to adjust and further calm his nerves.

But he regrets doing so. 

Because Childe is also looking at him. Gazing at him with those eyes. 

Eyes that seem to flicker with affection. 

Zhongli's breathing hitches again. 

Why? 

Why does he keep looking at him like that? 

Zhongli ponders and ponders until his head hurts. But he couldn't think of a rational answer. 

Is it because Childe likes him back? Is it because Childe also cares the way he does? 

Zhongli inhales. Then he exhales. And he thinks for the first time in his life, he finally gets to have Childe. 

He finally gets to call Ajax his.

Oh how he wishes he could finally do that. 

"Ah right, I forgot to mention" Childe starts, breaking eye contact with Zhongli to look around for a moment before gazing back at him (Something he does when he's nervous, Zhongli notes). "I can't make it this Saturday. I have a date with Lumine"

And Zhongli's heart falls apart like a fallen empire.

Of course.

How can he forget about the irrefutable fact that Childe will never jump into his arms? 

"You asked her out?" He hates how his voice sounds so strained right now. So broken.

Yeah! She said yes. Though her brother looked like he was about to kidnap me and dump me into a river" Childe cackles, making a motion of wrapping something and throwing it away. 

They are never going to work. 

He was bound to watch, just watch as his beloved falls for anyone but him. Because that's how it is. 

Because fate made sure Childe would never fall for him. 

Zhongli shakes, just a little. Barely noticeable even. 

They were never meant to be. 

Childe took notice of how Zhongli has gone unusually quiet and that his expression looks a little forlorn. He scoots closer and taps his shoulder, "Hey, are you okay?"

It doesn't hurt. 

It's not supposed to hurt. 

So why does it hurt? 

"I know it was sudden of me to cancel but I'll make it up to you."

After having been rejected over and over again, his heart should've been numb to the pain. 

It should've. 

Yet why does his chest hurt more than it should?

"Maybe next week?"

Is wanting to be with Childe so wrong that the universe won't let them be together? 

Even for one lifetime? 

Is wanting to be with Childe so forbidden?  

Zhongli looks at Childe and forces a smile, even when all he wants to do is to run far away from this place. 

I love you.

"Yeah, next week seems great"

-----------------

Zhongli has lived for thousands of years. 

He's watched the world around him advance, learning a lot from all those years of being alive. He even knows history like the back of his hand. 

He's a far cry from stupid.

Yet when it came to Ajax, he was reduced to a pitiful state. All the rationality he has is thrown outside the window. Away from him. And all that remains is his heart. Beating, waiting patiently for the one he loves. 

Zhongli has lived for thousands of years. 

And he's going to live a few thousand more. 

But he knows he'll always find Ajax, and fall in love with him again.

It’s a cycle he subjected himself to.

A cycle of wanting someone you can’t have.A cycle that involves continuously loving the same person.

Until he can’t anymore.

Even if all that person does…

Is break his heart all over again. 

[softsinnamon]

hi guys…. update on my zhongchi mafia au fic

soooo i kind of got really REALLY busy with univeristy and stuff but now that it’s over and it’s summer i have no excuse i’m just lazy and i kind of fell out of love a bit with genshin

like an 89k word fic is really hard to edit…. and not to mention it still needs proof reading after… i’ve done 4/14 chapters and i would just release them but i have some major plot points i want to change

i promise you’ll see it one day

[krakrac]

heyy zhongchi/tartali nation

i write short fics sometimes, sfw and angsty (Betrayal and Forgiveness)

also in czech (Zrada a Odpuštění)

[by-saiyuri]

this moment from stars_at_dawn 's recent oneshot lives in my heart rent-free, the classic mortal/immortal angst is SO GOOD

the fic is "an ocean in my veins (and you'll be diving in)" on ao3, please go give it a read!

[snoldermort100]

Add your fandom and reblog! I’m curious to see where this leads :)

[caparrucia]

I did promise an outside POV on the tartali shenanigans of the spiteverse so... here you go.

[teaandsconeswrites]

New Longfic - Perfect Weapon, Silent Heart

Realised I never posted my new fic here oops. We're actually 3 chapters in already, but shh.

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/61939465

Rating: E

Summary:

The Pyro Gnosis has been claimed.

With all seven Gnoses in the Tsaritsa's possession, the final fight to free Teyvat from Celestia's reign and the Abyss' terror draws close. Summoned to Snezhnaya to fulfil their roles in the upcoming battle, Childe and Zhongli find themselves travelling aboard the same ship when a storm hits, stranding them in Childe's hometown of Morepesok.

Forced into close proximity with both his father and Zhongli, Childe is forced to confront the unresolved tensions in each relationship whilst readying himself for the battle he's spent a lifetime preparing for. Meanwhile, Zhongli must fight to learn how to love the man who seems determined to subdue the feelings lingering between them.

Then, just when Zhongli thinks their situation can't become any more complicated, the unveiling of a decade-held secret threatens to steal away the perfect future he's been longing for.

"It is a weapon's honour to be used until it shatters. This is my purpose, Zhongli. This is the moment I’ve been preparing for my entire life." "But what of Ajax? Does he not possess dreams of his own that he wishes to live on for?"

Tags below the cut 🔽

Canon Universe, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Snezhnaya, Zhongli in Snezhnaya, Childe Returns to Snezhnaya, Top/Bottom Versatile Childe/Zhongli, Eventual Smut, Family Issues, Childe Loves His Family, Plot Twists, Childe's Foul Legacy Transformation, Temporary Character Death, Mortality, Acceptance of Mortality, Happy Ending - I promise they will be happy together in their canon incarnations

[genshinlorebrainrot]

Does anyone have fic recommendations where the Morax / Rex Lapis / Zhongli statue features? There is no AO3 tag to search…

Any pairing / ship or none at all.

For reasons… 🙈

[naluwalker]

About my love for RK7200's Genshin stories

Honestly, when I see Zhongchi fanfic recommendations I notice that many recommend "Lifelong partners does not mean lifelong friends, Childe" by RK7200, but no one says anything about the other fanfics they have written. Although many have few chapters, they are all equally good.

My own recommendation is on my favorite "until there are no other gods but you" whose premise is that Zhongli is a boy who is picked up by the archon Tartaglia one day and then becomes an overly devout harbinger. It has seven chapters.

Others of note are "can rivals kiss, asking for a friend" in which Zhongli is equally a harbinger but this time Childe is his coworker there is no small amount of longing on Childe's part. Of four chapters.

"You ought to smile (for gods do not cry)" in which again Childe is an archon, but in this it is Morax's growth through his path to emotions. It only has three chapters, but they are very good.

And finally there's "No, Zhongli, that's not business partner behavior", a modern coffee shop AU where a very miserable Xiao is trying to tell Zhongli that his supposed business partner is too thirsty for his ass. Two episodes but extremely recommended.

[gojopretty]

well, I ended up remembering that I had an account here. it was very convenient, considering I'm writing a zhongchi fic, so I guess I can promote it...? honestly, tumblr makes me feel like an old lady

in a small synopsis that absolutely no one asked for: idol!childe dies and gets isekai’d (which he didn’t ask for) into his favorite book series. it could be a good thing if he weren’t being forced by an annoying system to fix all the mess that happens throughout the story, because otherwise, you know, he’ll die again. it's just a small mercy that he gets to look at zhongli (his favorite character) throughout the whole process

(sorry, I don't know how to use this)

:)

[pwurrz]

childe notices zhongli’s affliction for his chest and decides to tease him a bit.

at first it was simply unbuttoning his shirt more and more each day. then it was wearing his harness just a little tighter than usual. next he started stretching and arching his back whenever he got the opportunity.

zhongli though, true to his outwardly composed nature, barely reacted. the most childe got out of him was a quiet cough into his teacup before taking a sip.

eventually childe decides he wants to how far he can push zhongli before he snaps.

he makes sure he has zhongli’s full attention before unbuttoning his shirt down to his navel, reaching into the newly opened area to make sure exactly what he wanted zhongli to see was on full display.

then, he grabs the very still and wide-eyed consultant’s hand before guiding it until his palm was pressed flat against childe’s heart, slowly moving his hand down farther and outwards until…

needless to say, no one will believe him when he says he got the ever-composed zhongli to flush bright red and sputter like a dying man, but childe’s ok with that. he got to see it for himself while zhongli’s hands were on his body, after all.

[vendettasfanfictioning]

So there I was, reading a zhongchi fanfic when, out of nowhere, I got this surge of deja vu, but shallower and more recent. It made me think, where have I seen this before—the callous, reckless, fighting machine of a man and his otherworldly lover, all serious eyebrows and deep voice and a floundering for modern, human idiosyncrasies?

Then hit it me.

[kiirous]

A Harbinger's Bucket List [ZhongChi/TartaLi] by xTeaAndSconesx

Childe is returning to Liyue, and Zhongli has something important to ask him. However, when a rather cheerful but very much dead Childe shows up in Zhongli's living room, plans have to be placed aside.

When the pair turns to Hu Tao for advice, she suggests that in order for Childe to pass onto the next realm, he must first let go of all unfinished business tying him to the mortal realm. Of course, this is easier said than done when a stubborn Harbinger insists he is perfectly at peace with the life he has led.

And so Zhongli and Childe find themselves on a journey across Childe's homeland to complete the Harbinger's bucket list, and discover his final regret together.

I know that Wattpad is known for its bad stories, but once in a while, you can find fine gems in there. This is such a gem.

I didn't expect it to be so emotional and heartbreaking. I thought it was a comedy where Zhongli would need to fulfill Childe's bucket list, like fishing a legendary fish that hasn't been fished in thousands of years. Due to Childe's inability to hold things, as he is a ghost, Zhongli would have to take over, to his horror. This was not the case. This quest was never in there.

Instead, we are confronted with emotional heart to hearts, remnicies of past memories, and the final goodbye.

This fanfiction sqeezed my heart the entire time, making me wish for Childe not to pass on. It was so heartbreaking, and even the wholesome scenes were surrounded by a melancholic fog, accompanied by the knowledge of the fact that every moment could be the last.

On that note, here is one of my favorite quotes. It's from the last chapter, and when they say goodbye, a promise of a next life together:

"I shall wait however long it takes. Even if that means several millenia of waiting for you, Childe, I shall do so. I have waited at least six already, a few more can do no harm." -Zhongli

Edit: as it turns out, it's cross-posted onto ao3.

[gayforsphaghettios]

Chapters: 1/? Fandom: 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death Relationships: Tartaglia | Childe/Zhongli (Genshin Impact), Alhaitham/Kaveh (Genshin Impact), Alhaitham & Tartaglia | Childe (Genshin Impact), Kamisato Ayato/Thoma, Raiden Ei | Baal/Yae Miko, Beidou/Ningguang (Genshin Impact), Kinich/Mualani (Genshin Impact), Cyno/Tighnari (Genshin Impact), Candace/Dehya/Dunyarzad (Genshin Impact), Collei/Fischl (Genshin Impact), Freminet/Gaming (Genshin Impact), Arlecchino & House of the Hearth Members (Genshin Impact), Neuvillette/Wriothesley (Genshin Impact), Clorinde/Navia (Genshin Impact), Kong | Aether/Lyney (Genshin Impact), Capitano/Mavuika (Genshin Impact), other ships but add as we go, Furina (Genshin Impact)/Original Character(s), Xilonen/Original Character, Kamisato Ayaka/Original Male Character(s) Characters: Venti (Genshin Impact), Jean (Genshin Impact), Kong | Aether (Genshin Impact), Barbara (Genshin Impact), Paimon (Genshin Impact), Amber (Genshin Impact), Skirk (Genshin Impact), Zhongli (Genshin Impact), Ningguang (Genshin Impact), Xiao | Alatus (Genshin Impact), Ying | Lumine (Genshin Impact), Dainsleif (Genshin Impact), Original Genshin Impact Characters, Akiya (Istaroth's Incident), Salyeux | Adrien (Istaroth's Incident), Hildegard Von Draconis (Istaroth's Incident), Chuying (Istaroth's Incident) Additional Tags: Istaroth's Incident (Multi-Work Series), Traveller is replaced by OCs, Badass Tartaglia | Childe (Genshin Impact), Part-Dragon Zhongli (Genshin Impact), Deity Tartaglia | Childe (Genshin Impact), time loops, Mentioned Istaroth (Genshin Impact), paimon is istaroth, Ayato wants to murder OC for drunkenly commenting about sex with his sister, Zhongli is Xiao’s parent, Kaveh is king deshret, Tartaglia | Childe and Zhongli's Marriage Chopsticks (Genshin Impact), we ARE the beta, Alhaitham is the goddess of flowers, Paimon is the goddess of time, ball busting, Milf Tsaritsa, venti knows all, Fatui harbingers as a dysfunctional found family, EVIL COOL ASS DRAGON CREATURE, Major Character Death (But Not Really), Content Warnings on a chapter-by-chapter basis, Sorry to say but we cooked hard, pls excuse the aneurysms in your inbox, made up abyss lore, crack fic?? nah, we tortured our ocs, Loss of Limbs, Wayob curse is not applicable, Childe gets a wack found family and Alhaitham is in it, Lots of gay idiots, Loss of Eyes, dunyarazad dies, Dainslef is an alcoholic, Diluc hates Fatui Series: Part 1 of Istaroth'S Incident Summary:

The Archons are dead.

The rest of teyvat is left floundering, for the Second Archon war was devastating. But what if....it could be reversed?

This were Paimon's thoughts before she went on to use her powers. Ascending as Istaroth, she resets time in the hope of preventing this war.

But instead of the Traveler helping Teyvat with its problems, four new adventurers are chosen.

What follows is a series of butterfly effects so grand that it ends up with the Abyss gaining an archon.

co creators! @selena-the-undead-god-of-love @fishgamingreal

[by-saiyuri]

another fic fanart!!

my favourite quote from "(hardly) a prayer to you" by ricemancer on ao3! I cannot describe how much I love this, so many feelings for one short phrase

this one is more sketchy but it's another moment from the same fic: