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  1. Public Bookmark 39

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    “Xiansheng,” Childe says, and although his voice is soft, it cracks Zhongli’s soul, sending shards spinning in the light. “It’s always been you who hasn’t wanted—more. This is…” He blows out a breath, and it washes over Zhongli, warm and lulling. “Are you still rational?”

    “Yes.” Faint. He prepares for his heart to shatter, for Childe to deliver the final blow.

    “Do you want me to leave? Truly?”

    Distress claws at him, sinking squalid claws into the soft part of his soul, and before he can fully process his own movements, Childe’s wrist is trapped under his hand, and his claws—oh, his claws—dig into soft flesh.

    Childe helps Zhongli through a heat.

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    03 Sep 2026

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    It is those eyes, Ajax thinks. Amber and gold, shifting carnelian flecks that seem to draw even the sunlight's fractal shards toward them. Those eyes, he decides, must keep the planet spinning about its axis.

    "Morning, xiangsheng."

    The metallic scales of Zhongli's cheekbone glitter again as he yawns. "How are you feeling..?" Ajax asks, sliding his fingers down an intricate pattern creeping down his neck. "You... ah, turned, a bit, in your sleep."

    Zhongli blinks hazily, with saccharine innocence almost like a mortal's. He looks down then, and observes the draconian features of his body like an adolescent thing passing through his very first molt. "Oh, I..." He pinkens slightly, in that way that swirls crystalflies in Ajax's stomach, before flicking his tail restlessly against the bed. "Mh. 'M… Fine. Just feel…" he wriggles his hips, grumbling slightly, "...empty."

    Zhongli goes into heat, as he has many times before. This time, however, he craves something a bit — deeper.

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  3. Public Bookmark 36

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    Tobirama injured Izuna, Hashirama healed him, Madara accepted peace, and everyone thought Tobirama was against the peace, including Hashirama. In the end, Tobirama just gave up trying to convince them. He left Konoha. Years later, Tobirama stumbles over an injured Madara. Against better judgment, he brings the Uchiha home to heal him back up, fully intending to wash his hands of the man as soon as Madara is well enough to go back to Konoha. Madara has other ideas though.

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    “I’m gonna give you one chance to get out of here,” Ichigo warns them, voice low and even, heart beating a steady and calm rhythm in his chest.

    He feels like he can breathe again.

    “You’re gonna fuckin' regret that,” one of the thugs snarls, a knife flashing in his hand too.

    “Don’t say I didn’t warn you,” Ichigo shrugs.

    The thug scoffs and seven of his friends laugh even as the eighth continues to whimper over his destroyed arm.

    Ichigo smiles.

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