#Genshin Impact Zhongli x reader

[anantaru]

PLEASE ME LIKE YOU LOVE ME

— ꒰ synopsis ꒱ — it‘s only natural to bring your husband lunch while he‘s busy at work.

— ꒰ a/n ꒱ — this was supposed to come out on his birthday but i lowkey forgot about it until randomly finding it in my drafts today, anyways, enjoy <3

— ꒰ word count ꒱ — 1.6k

— ꒰ warnings ꒱ — [ns]fw, fem! reader, semi public, reader is referred to as his 'spouse', established relationship, he's your husband

"zho-zhongli, wait!"

you panic before being roughly pushed back against his work desk, panting as you heard a small rustle and jingle, the sound being a clear result of the way zhongli clumsily got rid of the bothersome materials on the wooden table, swatting them against the flooring.

swiftly, you were lowering your face as you observed your husband quietly settle in between your spread legs, his hands, like sharp daggers, scramming your instinctively moving body.

"we shouldn‘t do this here."

you gave him an unsure look, one that emphasized your point and indicated towards the obvious.

what started as an innocent visit to zhongli's workplace, to hand him his lunch that he had forgotten at your shared home, soon followed into something much different.

"i was just about to indulge in my meal." zhongli kindly spoke, a bit raspy but focused, a coy smile perfectly utilized and working hand in hand with his turn of phrase.

"ah- what a shame." he‘s tumbling over your pretty thighs, ghosting his lips over the squishy skin. Your muscles tensed up of the solid grip he had on you, seizing you close.

but no further, his hands fell lower to where your precious core was which was still covered and sweetly tugged in, hidden under the flimsy material of your dampened panties.

"but what if someone sees us."

it's so sickly sweet to him, really. How your knuckles had turned white at the way you were nervously gripping onto the edge of the table while silently begging.

yes or no? and you know you shouldn't do this here, the possibility of someone catching you both during the act would be not only embarrassing but surely held their own consequences.

in the way he would handle you, with such significant caress, you could taste the experience in his touch when he planted a warm kiss on the inside of your thigh, "i will notice, you needn't worry."

your chest heaved, though reluctant you knew he wasn't one for empty promises, "o-okay." you nodded and trusted his instincts more than anything else, your zhongli wasn't careless, never.

you knew him, all of him, like the back of your hand you had him memorized entirely.

in one slow action, he gingerly hooked his digits into the waistband of your panties that were, much to your embarrassment, already wholly drenched in your slick, dragging the wet garment down your legs and leaving it dangling around your ankle.

your warm cheeks, that further gave rise to your undying beauty, or your unmoving eyes observing his every move, you seemed ethereal, delicate when your body responded.

the heat coiled deep within you as he lowered his fingers to playfully run them through your seeping folds, assembling your slick on his pads. "do you want this?"

zhongli wanted to make sure, gazing from under his thick lashes as you propped yourself up with your arms, returning his call. "i do, please touch me."

he laughed at your words, a little coquettish, outlining the inside of your folds and gently massaging the spongy spot with your flesh engulfing his finger pads.

in under a heart beat, he drew his face close again, there was nothing that could've prepared you for the pleasure he was about to inflict on you. You were quick to twist your hand into his hair as he began to plant a couple of kisses on your wet core, inducing tiny whimpers off your throat.

the strength that was imbued behind his clasp on you was nothing that would ever make you uncomfortable, ever.

for zhongli, you were his angelic spouse, his loved one and he handled you as such, with serious devotion, his breathing too, tiptoeing on your skin and electrifying a heart stirring sensation deep into the furthest depths of your belly.

he slowly slides his tongue on your pulsing pussy, you were excessively wet which made it possible for him to taste your slick immediately, drinking in the pure pleasure of your essence.

zhongli's eyes are closed in concentration and his mouth was parted, his tongue wiggling its tip past your dripping folds to catch the spongy spots, multiplying his tempo as his arms around your hips tightened.

your body responded - or at least made an attempt to respond to him in ways where words weren't needed, not that you were able to say anything in the first place.

your back arched off the cold desk with your hand further twisting through his hair, dragging him near you.

at his precise targetting, your heart clenched deep in your chest, his wet tongue hit all the right aching places in your cunt.

placing enough attention in your expressions made it possible for zhongli to target every area that had you hopelessly gushing around his tongue, had you screaming his name in downright enjoyment.

"r-right there." you're whispering through a broken moan," there!" you mewled again, accentuating your breathless words and begging that he, hopefully, had heard you through the rasping current of your violent sobbing.

zhongli lightly raised his brow and flicked his tongue faster as to try to find out which spot you meant or if it's the place he currently was remotely digging his wet muscle right into, his fingers dancing on your shuddering thighs.

you held your breath, kept yourself still and indulged in his mouth wrapping around your clit, suckling on your sickly sweet nerves, further eliciting the satisfying tingle on your skin.

"do you enjoy this?" zhongli heaved, for a second stilling his mouth on your soaked pussy while blowing cold air on the swollen flesh.

he tore every square of control off your body with his sly tricks, tore it off you without an inch of leniency, he was undoubtedly smothering into you and slurping off everything you had gifted him with.

"yes- yes!" a mewl, your response was weak, hardly to be distinguish, "i'm so close, baby." zhongli lightly snickered at your words that he personally found very cute, sweet and so fucking adorable, not to mention at how flustered he would become whenever you referred to him with a pet name.

his flattened tongue was now, dropped heavily into you, flashing its skill into your bristling spots when he moved his hand from your lower stomach to right above your clit, digging his thumb past the flesh to reach your sensitive blotches.

you jolted forward in surprise when he began to rub you fiercely in combination with his maddening strokes, holding you open while you were desperately clasping around his brown hair strands.

zhongli loved when you tightly seized your legs around his head, kept him there, how warm he felt on the inside, aside of how your thighs were perfectly fitting all throughout him, as if you were practically made for him by the heavens.

your slick was gathered on the lower side of his face with his chin taking most of it, the white, almost translucent essence was messily gushing from your flailing hole, your shaking moans coaxing him on to bring you over the edge so you can gingerly release on his face.

at another low groan, the vibrations of it all were hitting your deepest ends, tickling the dense twist in your belly as you started to use his head as you please, without warning feverishly grinding your pussy on his flattened tongue while his nose was ever so often filthily nudging your soiled cunt.

zhongli could only perceive your taste, his mind overtaken by your aura as he started to be surrounded by the natural scent of you.

his hands greedily grabbed onto you to fold you in half as he suddenly stood up from his seat, quickly shaking his head and sloppily lapping your pulsing folds.

"fu-fuck baby!" your attempted screaming fell on deaf ears, truly, the thought of someone catching you during the act was long since thrown out of the window, locked in a vault without caring for the possibility of a negative outcome.

the newfound intensity of his roughened flicks made your eyes dwell with hot tears, turning glassy as you closed them, yet a couple of tears still managed to escape as you approached your sweet release.

your jaw was straining, your mouth hanging low but nothing came out, but you tried, so hard to voice a single word to him, anything so zhongli would know how blissful he made you feel.

your walls tightly squeezed together when you bended your back off the sweat covered desk, your body losing on self control as you began to furiously shiver at your intense orgasm washing over you, catching the entirety of your nerves off guard.

zhongli groaned when he felt you release, slurped your filth off and indulged in you, thoroughly dragged his tongue on your throbbing cunt as he remotely tipped the tip in your tight hole, loudly swallowing your juices and honeyed cries.

he didn't move until you finished, plastering your swollen spots with open mouthed kisses, his warm breathing bringing out a chorus of whispery mewls from your throat.

zhongli was so proud, so persistent to make you cum and have you feel amazing because of him, after all you deserved it, deserved to be pampered and pleasured as much as you desired.

as he felt you calm down, he carefully lifted his head before lazily brushing your slick off with the back of his hand, drawing himself to your face to kindly look at you.

"it seemed you enjoyed yourself." he spoke, quite pleased with how much he was able to get our of you, lovingly dropping a small peck on your pouted lip when you continued to drag your hands over his hair, deepening the kiss.

"thank you for the meal." you sighed out a breathless laugh in surrender at his shameless words, a tiny bit embarrassed when you faintly tasted yourself on his tongue.

"you're crazy."

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[mayaree-darling]

history in the making // rex lapis (zhongli)

from aree: inspired by the latest collab genshin has with the Sanxingdui Museum (and the trailer for said event). (Slightly SAGAU just bcoz but can be read as a normal Reverse Isekai AU)

You're a security guard for the museum and you're out on your regular patrol for the night. All is quiet save for the tapping of your shoes on the marble floors and the jingle of keys hanging from your belt.

When you round the corner, you flinch. There's a man standing there, barefooted, just staring at the museum displays with curiosity. You accidentaly shine your light on him, unconsciously trying to get a better look at him and he turns to you.

Something about him was definitely off. He was wearing some kind of hooded robe. And... gloves? What else could they be? They reached from his shoulders to the very tips of his fingers, making his arms look brown like the very earth. Whatever gloves those were, they ran with veins of gold, making him glow under the museum darkness. But above all else, the most damning piece of evidence that he wasn't from around here were his golden eyes that almost seemed to glow brighter than the gold of his arms.

He definitely did not look like he belonged here, and yet, he looked like he was right at home in this very museum - if you said he was as ancient as the very displays, it felt like you'd be correct.

"You're not supposed to be around here right now." You say dumbly. What else were you supposed to say anyway? You're a security guard in a museum, your sole job was to kick people out past visiting hours.

His mouth ticks up at the corners, like you just said something funny. You would be offended at the thought of not being taken seriously while on the job, if you didn't think he suddenly looked more... human. The deadpan stare he had on earlier made him look too statuesque, too detached from everything.

"Then what say you would be the most apt time to pay a visit?" His voice is deep and melodious, almost intimidating if not for the playful lilt to his tone.

"Uh, 8:30 AM to 6 PM?" You rub the back of your neck, directing the flashlight to the museum entrance. The doors were firmly closed and locked. You can see him staring at you from the corner of your eye. "How did you even get in here...?"

He seems to think about your words, closing his eyes in thought. Without the glow of his eyes, you notice even the tips of his hair are golden. Maybe some kind of cosplayer? But by the looks of it, he seemed to move around too comfortable in his attire for it not to be every day wear. And his eyes didn't look like contact lenses. Finally, he opened his eyes, a mischievous glint to them.

"If I were to say I have arrived here through a dream, would you believe me?" His mouth forms a small smile and you blink at him.

"Guess you don't plan on telling me the truth," You sigh. "Fine then."

You tentatively touch the two-way radio on your belt. Should you call this in? Some guy in cosplay just found his way in and has no plans on telling you how he got here. You think you should tell someone. But...

"You are from here, correct?" He asks and you turn to him immediately. He really has a way of getting people's attention, especially with his voice. You nod at him. "Then might I ask you to tell me of what these statues mean?"

Huh. Now that you thought about it, he was looking at the displays when you first saw him, too. Maybe he'll cooperate easily with you if you tell him a couple of things about the museum. You should really tell someone, but at the same time-

You feel like the moment you tell someone else, he'd disappear from your view. You must be going mad.

"Follow me, then." You're no tour guide, but you do know of the things they speak of. So you repeat what you hear during the day.

You tell the golden-eyed man about the remains of the ancient Shu Kingdom four thousand years ago. You tell him of 50,000 artifacts unearthed in the ruins. He asks questions about the Bronze Age, of their masks and artworks, and you answer best you can while reading the displays.

Finally, you reach a corner where the fire exit is. He stops beside you.

"Sorry about this. But not gonna lie, I've let you stay long enough," you sigh.

He shakes his head and smiles softly. "You have done more than enough. I thank you for letting me see your world."

Your world? Odd choice of words. But if he really wasn't from here, then you guess in a sense this is a bit of your world.

"Just go past these doors and they'll lead you straight out the building. Do I need to escort you out?" He shakes his head and you open the door for him.

He passes through, but stops just before passing you. "May we meet again, Overseer."

"That's not really my name. Also I hope you wouldn't come back like this." You tell him your name, but he merely whispers it and smiles. "Oh, right, I forgot to ask yours."

He opens his mouth before closing it and shaking his head. "I fear that if I tell you my name, we will never see each other again. As such, I promise to tell you the next time we meet."

This guy gets weirder by the minute, but atleast your meeting was ending. "Just make sure to come back during visiting hours, alright? I don't wanna lose my job."

You close the door behind him, but just as you do, smoke and golden light slips past the cracks of the door. With a yelp, you throw the door open, expecting a fire, but there's nothing.

No robed man, no fire. Just the remains of a mist.

Maybe he was right.

Maybe you were dreaming.

You think it's a dream. Not until by the next night, you find the same man. Same golden eyes, in armor of brown and gold.

He looks to you and offers another smile.

And he tells you his name.

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Disclaimer: Characters are not mine and belong to their respective creators. Their portrayal is merely my own interpretation of them and may not be accurate to their intended characterization. I stake no claim to the original works, only to the ideas and plot of the fictitious stories I’ve written them into.

[averageallogene]

Zhongli with a s/o who is a half dragon hybrid? Nsfw and sfw if that's okay!

Hi dear ♡ Your wish is my command!

Zhongli is a wise gentleman through and through, and that only amps it up upon making it official with his significant other. Regardless of species that is written in the stars, Zhongli will absolutely treat them with the utmost respect! Yet, there seems to be a deeper connection and a sense of devotion to his half dragon lover. It gives him a sense of solace he'd not felt in a long while, one of... Familiarity. Of warmth. And of fondness. Just warm and lovely feelings deep in his chest as his golden eyes gaze upon them with an enormous amount of love. ♡

Zhongli will be much more relaxed and open around his beloved, showcasing his more dragonesque side (and figure!) without fearing much of anything. Now, I'm assuming that even if half hybrid, his lover would be able to shift between fully human and half dragon, mostly out of convenience and to not scare others. This is pointed out simply because Zhongli will take this initiative to show himself mostly out of it being his own way of reassuring them he's more than supportive to explore their dragon side, to let loose every once in a while. Around their humble abode they will shift to their half forms after a long day's work, and despite the broken fine ceramics during the few weeks, they've adapted pretty well to the point of it becoming part of their routine!

Zhongli loves sharing advice on how to deal with any urges his lover might suddenly feel due to their more primal instincts, or how to take care of their horns and what specific food items might help in reinforcing them to a much healthier state! He absolutely adores to remark on how gorgeous they look, too! "You look positively radiant, my love. Your form glows brighter than the finest noctilucous jade cut." ♡

Occasional swatting with one another's tails is bound to occur, but laughter is soon to follow. It mostly is out of instinct or on accident, but they've grown quite used to it. Around their home, Zhongli will even have his own tail linger around his lover's waist or legs, wrapping occasionally if they cease to move around. He's overall very inclined to be close to them, his soft expression reflecting just how deep his love and devotion is. He truly feels blessed to have found someone who shares such similarities with him, especially after such a life as his own. ♡

NSFW under the cut! Beware!

Making love with Zhongli is all about letting their bodies tell just how much they love one another. Deep, sensual reassurances are a common thing to leave his beautiful lips, golden stare always worshipping his beloved as he pleasures them to another realm. He loves feeling their hands intertwined with his own, the sensation of their claws gripping onto his own flesh causing a sinful shiver to run down his spine. Zhongli loves his baby in all forms, human or fully hybrid, and his praises won't be cut short as he thrusts slowly, sensually.

Despite this, every now and then... He will be rougher, more... Possessive. His words are still full of passion, yet his hips snap more wildly, the rhythm flailing more as his sharp teeth explore their neck, marking them, claiming them. Imprinting on them. Whenever this kind of intimacy occurs, nine out of ten times they are both in their hybrid forms, tails rubbing against naked skin as Zhongli cages them against his toned body. Together they search for the nth zenith, their stamina seemingly neverending, another plus of their species, he remarks.

His love and passion is unmatched, and even when bursting with his own lust, Zhongli will always put his partner's needs before his own. He relishes on their fucked out expression, though he of course shall voice their loveliness in a much more soft manner, a manner that is simply silken smooth whenever leaving his tongue. He will watch their beloved cum once, twice, perhaps even thrice long before they move on to the main event, their bed rocking before threatening to even break under their force. Zhongli never quite minds it, a mere bed is nothing compared to the way he watches his baby reach their high, secretly relishing on how he is the only one to be credited for it. Ah, goodness, he's feeling possessive again... Better to let it out and not cram it in now. After all, they enjoy it so much~

[lexsssu]

Eternity (Zhongli)

TAGS: Zhongli/F!Reader, smut, doggy style, breeding, drabble Ao3 ver.

“Forgive me my love, but I fear that my yearning for you is too great. I don’t believe I’ll be able to allow you any reprieve until the morrow at the very least. So until then...” With his powerful hands pinning your own onto the plush bed, fingers intertwined in a firm yet assuring grip, the Geo Archon proceeded to impose his will upon you.

With your head pressed low against the pillows and your hips raised and legs spread in an offering, it was one that Zhongli happily partook of. He mounted you and had yet to leave the moist warmth of your center, already too far gone at this point to willingly stop when he feels that he has yet to fully explore you.

“This is merely the beginning of our everlasting contract, dearest. We have the rest of eternity to explore it with one another” He purrs into your ear, the deep dulcet tone of his voice washing over you. Involuntarily tightening your core in response, a testament of just how powerful his hold on you was.

“What say you to having a brood of our own to accompany us for the rest of forever? Does that sound agreeable to you, darling?”

[ja-stuff]

For the last 10 years

Character: Zhongli

Warnings: (Reader was never on the receiving end.) Reader has the Countdown Disease (?), light swearing, slight redundancy of words, light mentions of bleeding

Genre: Angst, only angst (no comfort at all).

Note: Another work that might have punctuation, sentence, and typographical errors as this is not yet 'again' proofread, but I just wanna post something to update you i'm still alive and writing lol. Please enjoy! ♥

09:00

[How alone must you feel every single day.]

You tossed to your left and stretched your arms out to the side where you know your partner is supposed to be sleeping early this morning. The coldness of the empty space sends disappointment in your system, slowly accept the fact that he will never stay like how he had always been in the last 10 years of your relationship.

You never knew that you would fall in love, you despised it from when you were little. So when you grew up and were of the right age, the thing you once knew you didn’t know existed in your system, overwhelming you with different kinds of emotions which drowned you to the core and you were not even expecting that it will be from an Archon Morax, Rex Lapis himself, or Zhongli as what you… everyone has been calling him in the last 10 years. 

[A home that was supposed to make you closer]

Trying to dismiss the waves of memories from the events which happened last night, you tried to force a smile and patted your shoulder lightly to encourage yourself a little to get through the day. You got up and unsteadily made your way to the bathroom to wash, knocking over a few things from the hallway of your cold home located at one of the mountains surrounding Liyue harbor. Grunting, you safely entered the bathroom and filled the sink with water, but the familiar rush of a headache coming to you followed by a nosebleed that painted the water a pale red made you think of the only flower you first and last received from Zhongli. You were reminded of the silk flower and the way how Zhongli gave it to you under a rainbow from where your house was standing in the last 10 years came rushing to mind as if it was just yesterday when he went and stirred up your world.

Then again, thinking about Zhongli made you relive the disagreements he made before leaving. The images of him being slightly irritated with how persistent you were from last night’s argument, how you pushed yourself into his bubble as your only wish for his acceptance, voicing out and trying to make him understand your feelings and what you have been through, from how you raised your voice at him for the very first time to put yourself in authority to make him listen and stay. But last night was too messy and none of the words you spat you could recall. Hence the memory of how you looked at his back turned to silhouette as it disappeared in one of Liyue’s coldest-darkest hours is so vivid as if it is his sign to silently dismiss the fight without even trying to speak his mind about the matter, leaving your growing anxiety worse. 

But just as the house was stirred last night full of hurt emotions and words, it is now too quiet enough to question yourself whether you have been living mute, deaf, and hidden in the last 10 years.

[A clock that ticks to remind you it’s enough]

Looking at your reflection in the mirror you read the clock that only you– you alone can see…

(Years:Months:Days:Hours:Minutes: Seconds)

00:00:00:08:02:55

Eight hours… Even with just the remaining hours you have, there is no Zhongli around to make you feel less lonely as you near your time to permanently leave him… To leave Liyue… To leave the world… You swallow the lump in your throat that was threatening to melt together with your tears and a heavy heart. 

“What the h–hell did I do?” you voiced out… “Was it so wrong to l-love?” 

“Was I not cut for this?” tears started to flow like a stream, “Was it so hard to receive o-one, when all I did was t-to g-ive?” trying to think of more questions, one thought got you.

“W–was I w–wrong to love an a–archon?” 

You trembled as you looked at your reflection in the mirror. Disheveled hair, a thin face, and deep and tired-looking eyes were all you have seen in front of you. In the last 10 years, this is the first time you see yourself so broken, that you do not have any idea how to keep a neat appearance in front of the Archon you loved in your final moments. 

“No– what was I–I think? He– he is the person I always love… How can I say that… I–’m sorry..”

You kneeled on the ground carefully touching it as you closed your eyes and silently whispered, “Zhongli, my love, I wish you would come home early today...” knowing well that your archon lover will probably pick up the waves of your voice just by the vibrations of the ground.

13:30

(Years:Months:Days:Hours:Minutes: Seconds)

00:00:00:03:30:07

[How Baizhu and the others see you]

It reads, three hours… You slumped on the chair across from Baizhu’s seat in his office, you waited for him to finish passing on some instructions to Qiqi who was at the counter of the Bubu Pharmacy.

“What brought you here Y/n?”

“I– uh… How do I look first?” you asked, putting on your best smile in front of the man who you had been close to ever since you became Ningguang’s maiden years ago.

“Uh… well you look the same? Come on, tell me what’s the matter?” Baizhu gets to the point directly. Your bright smile could not fool him, and you just looked at his standing figure that is currently examining the new medicinal herbs brought to the pharmacy this morning. You got up and sneakily hugged his back, which startled Baizhu but regained his composure.

“If you only need to hug someone, go ask your archon for a hug! I’m busy!” 

“Why are you so cold?” you chuckled

“‘Am not! So what happened? Take a seat.” With how persistent you were, Baizhu decided to stop what he was doing and listened to you.

“First off, here! Take this.” you gave him three sealed boxes wherein a time spell was cast. “Yours is the green one, Ningguang’s got the gold, and– Zhongli gets–”

“Wait?! You’re telling me to give this to your partner?! Hell no, why should I? You live in the same house.” 

“But you know he’s not always home…”

Upon hearing your words, Baizhu’s stubbornness subsided, and watched your shoulders droop. Somehow the action you did make him feel like he is missing something that you were not telling him.

“Are you leaving Liyue harbor?” you did not answer his question and remained still in your seat as you tried to steady your breaths. “Are you finally leaving him?” 

When Baizhu asked the latter, the emotions you have been trying to hide since making your way to Bubu pharmacy started to show. Hands trembling, and tears falling, you looked at Baizhu with complete sadness in your eyes, which took Baizhu seconds to a minute before he tried to search for answers in his box forcing it open but the item won’t budge. 

“Silly… Stop struggling! You won’t be able to open it until 18:00. Ah, right! Zhongli… his– his is this white with gold lining box…” you let out a chuckle before you wiped your tears.

“I’ll miss you, Baizhu…” You took a step closer to him and opened your arms in front of him. Baizhu did not move from his seat, he was not sure whether to take it too as your very actions slightly gave him a sense of anxiety that he never knew you’d ever make him feel… Not from you, a friend he knew that shone the brightest as long as he could remember.

“You know… Y/n, this is scary… you’re scaring me. Why? You can talk to me and Ningguang… Y’know?” slowly indulging himself with the warmth of your embrace, he could feel your heartbeat. A beating he has never heard before…

“Hey you– are you okay?!” he stood up leaving you standing still, he racked his desk drawers to look for some equipment to try and hear your heart…

“Thank you, Baizhu…” you whispered as you left the pharmacy and ran as far away as you could from Bubu pharmacy.

“By the way, your archon went here last night and he–” Successfully grabbing the item he was looking for, Baizhu turned around but was only met by the scent of your shadows crowding the whole office. 

“Y/n?”

14:45

(Years:Months:Days:Hours:Minutes: Seconds) 

(00:00:00:02:15:02)

Two hours… and he still hasn’t gone home. You thought it was late and you did not bother to cook yourself a meal for lunch, nor prepared a meal for Morax to eat… You sat on the newly bought gazebo outside your house to breathe Liyue’s fresh air for the last time. Smiling as you take in nature's welcome on your slowly weakening body, the warm rays of the sun touching your face as it also made your hair shine a different hue from your original hair color, the breeze of nature tickling each of your active senses, the breathtaking views of the mountains, and Liyue harbor overwhelming the extent of what your eyes can see… It’s more than that.

Yes, Liyue is more than that… As you were filled with a short amount of Joy in your alone time, you remembered the lantern rite. You slowly went inside the house and looked for the lantern you had prepared beforehand, lighting it up as you softly whispered and called “Xiao” a name that you know will come to you right away, making you meet the person you knew was close to the archon you love come with just one command.

“Y/n, you called?” the familiar voice and appearance of a boy a little taller than you appeared, his eyes fixed on the lighted lantern you were holding. 

“Hey, Xiao…” you flashed a grin, hiding the fact to him that you’re starting to grow a little weaker as your time ticks down. “Mind if I light it first?” you asked, voice as sweet as ever, melting Xiao’s cold soul. Reminding him how the last 10 years of being there to protect you on behalf of Morax’s command, this is the first time you initiated to light a lantern first, instead of being the last, and the sun is still up at that.

“I don’t but won’t it make sense? The sun is still running around Liyue, why light it this early?” Xiao questioned, “I just wanna be the first one to light it up for you this year�� (When I see them, I’ll tell them you said Hi…)” you said but whispered the last sentence making Xiao squint his eyes trying to decipher words that were showing in your mouth.

“Here…” You walked past his figure and went to higher ground near the cliff at the back of your house. You closed your eyes and said your little prayers, as you slowly knelt and touched the ground once more to call for Zhongli, hoping that this time he’d come to you once you asked. As you let go of the lantern in broad daylight, your last words to give to Zhongli came out.

“My Morax, come home. I’m tired.” Once the silent words were delivered you felt a hot air surrounding you, and the ground shaking a little. “Get up, Y/n. I was being called by others again.” Xiao helped you up, and you just took his hand and touched his forehead. 

“Oh, I see! I hope I did not take too much of your time. Also, I wish for you to accept this, Xiao. I just wanted to thank you.”

“It is my duty. Part of my responsibility. It is my honor to be called by you, Y/n.” the words Xiao let out made you feel sad but you forced a laugh so he won’t suspect that something was going on with you at the moment.

“I think you should get going now. Thank you, Xiao.” He bowed to you and kept the small box you gave him, similar to the one you gave Baizhu.

“I wish to see him cry over me before I leave.”

16:50

(Years:Months:Days:Hours:Minutes: Seconds) 

(00:00:00:00:15:00)

Minutes… it says fifteen minutes… You only have fifteen minutes left to stay awake and see him, to thank him, to give him your last smile, to have your last talk with him, to ask him your last question, to receive the last assurance you ever wished, your last minutes to hear the words you wanted to hear more from him, last minutes to wait for him before you puff the last air you could ever breathe out, to give him your last I love you,

… and your last kiss to give him the last goodbye. Yet there’s still no Zhongli appearing in front of you. He hadn’t come to any of your pleads. He is not with you… He was never with you in the last 10 years of your relationship.

(00:00:00:0:07:00)

You sighed as you made your way back to the gazebo and sat on the ground where it stands and listened to the distant sound that the joyous people of Liyue harbor were making as they pulled their last-minute preparations for the festival. Every second felt like torture to you, thinking to yourself about how the man you loved the most did not give you the love that you deserved and was not able to give you the assurance you needed all the years you have been together. 

Now, you’re drowning in your memories of the past welcoming the pain you’re feeling, with your senses deteriorating little by little, and your eyes falling its last tears along with your vision getting blurry enveloping you to unwelcomed darkness in each passing second that not even the bright lights coming from Liyue’s Lantern Rite Festival can make bring back your sight, ‘It was nice seeing the region you made brighter than ever, Morax...’ 

“ Morax, I–.” were your last words before you breathed your last sweet breath, your head slowly dropping on the bench, as the sound of LIyue’s people started to move near the mountain 

17:00

(Years:Months:Days:Hours:Minutes: Seconds) 

(00:00:00:00:00:10)

Your time is up. Your lungs are burning as it tries to take in more air. You know that it won’t make any difference even if you ask to have your time extended to properly end things with Zhongli, but fate was never once on your side after you met him. All you ever experienced in the last 10 years was anything but not love and assurance. You believed that his heart was never with you after 1 year of being together, yet you never failed to lose hope that maybe one day, he’ll be able to see you and care for you like how you were with him. But wishing is a luxury to you when you are already with an archon who can give you that, ‘won’t it be too much to ask for a little more’ Yes, you believed it is true, but if only you were a little selfish, maybe this rare disease did not come looking for you.

Accepting the harsh reality, you thought to yourself that even at this moment, you could never bring yourself to hate Zhongli, not even once in the last 10 years have you thought of hating him even if it is too painful to love him but only one selfish thought came to you, touching the ground for the last time, you whispered in your mind. “I do not wish to meet you in my next life, Morax…” 

With your body losing its warmth, the last tear taking its last drop, and your pupils slowly dilating, comes the sound of the fireworks from Liyue harbor shooting at the skies reflecting the colorful sparkles dancing in your lifeless eyes…

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Aaaaaaaaah! How was it? I was tearing the whole time writing this one! Btw. Might make a Zhongli POV one. Unsure when to post as work has been keeping me lately. But I really hope you liked this one. Thank you so much for reaching up to this point, I appreciate it! Stay safe, hydrated, and take care sunshine!

Oh, and here's part 2!

Love,

Ja ♥

[thebomb-thebird-andtheburntbitch]

w.count: 1.1k - golden birthday wishes for him only (っ◔◡◔)っ ❤

evening was settling in when you came face to face with zhongli's front door. you knew he was cleaning up around his home today, he told you so after all.

"it's pleasant starting off the new year with a fresh start, and there's no better start than your own home," he had told you.

staring at the liyue styled door, you sway between knocking or just using the spare key he keeps stashed away not far from the entrance. on one hand, you felt like it would be rude to just interrupt his progress- even if the both of you had plans once the sun set. on the other, wouldn't it be just as rude to barge in unannounced- even if he was partially expecting you?

not coming to a proper conclusion, you decide to cut your awkward standing at his doorstep short. quickly finding the key, you crack open the door and with the little space you granted yourself, peek your head inside. the small lamp inside the doorway on the small shelf he kept was lit, so he was at least home. you didn't see him or his shadow anywhere though.

stepping further inside, you knock on the already open door twice before shutting it behind you. why chose between two options when you can just do both after all. toeing off your shoes, you step cautiously inside. although less than likely, you didn't want to startle the fake geo vision holder if you could help it.

"zhongli?" you call out, stepping into the main room. looking back and forth and even moving to check to see if he was in the kitchen; maybe he would be rearranging his tea leaves because there is no way he'd use his kitchen for cooking. lord of geo he may have used to be, that man cannot be trusted in the kitchen.

walking back, you stand at the bottom of the staircase that leads up to the second floor. he must be up there- and upstairs he was. once you reach the top, you could hear him rummaging around in a room with the door half shut. and old storage room he kept all sorts of things in if memory serves.

approaching the door, you knock softly a few times before peeking in just like how you did at the front door.

"zhongli?" you parrot from earlier and are met with his back. he was stood in front of an old wardrobe crafted from sandbearer wood- common to liyue. "well, don't you look handsome," you compliment when he turns to face you. walking inside, you come to his side and flick his long hair that rested on his chest over his shoulder to behind his back where it now rests along his spine.

the outfit he wore was one you didn't even know he had. though different from his normal whengsheng funeral attire, it had a familiar pattern to it. deep shades of brown lined with gold and flickered with designs that mimicked golden stars. the scaling pattern along the fabric was a nice touch as well; no doubt a nod to his golden form that had put on quite the dramatic show at his 'death'.

"i've never seen these pieces before," you tell him, reaching up to straighten the collar that crawled up his neck. zhongli's chest jumped in light chuckles at both your actions and words.

"i had forgotten i had them in truth. though, a long time ago, i used to wear them often." turning back to the open wardrobe, you notice an over coat with large shoulder guards that obviously went over the skintight under-layer he currently wears. "i came across them while tidying up, and in the spur of the moment decided to... remanence a bit."

"hmm," you hum in acknowledgement. seeing his normal clothes hanging neatly up away from him you indeed notice how similar they are. "did the person who made your clothes of today also make these?" his eyes blink in astonishment at your query.

"that is correct. you have sharp eyes to notice."

"i wouldn't go that far." you look up at him and brush his bangs around his face, fixing him up in small and rather passive ways. still, zhongli allowed you to do what you wanted. he enjoyed your preening; it made him feel cared for. your fingers move to brush around his ear that held a golden cuff that curled around his earlobe instead of his normal white dangling one. "are you planning to wear this out then? im sure it's creator would love to have it seen the moonlight of liyue on the eve of a new year, no?"

"the thought had crossed my mind," he admits. "perhaps i shall."

"then we better have a good time, or else the moonlight on the fabric will be wasted." you turn away from him to search the nearby dressers for shoes that aren't his daily ones. maybe a nice pair of boots instead... and maybe longer gloves to hide the golden veins running across his wrists. as you rummaged around, he watched you with stars in his eyes.

the way you encouraged and even prompted his whims filled his chest with so much warmth- it was like he could bleed gold.

"dear," he calls. when you turn to offer him your attention, his hand is outstretched towards you. a silent plea for you to come to him. and you do. placing your hand in his, he holds it tightly and tugs you gently so his lips can be pressed into the crown of your head. "you'll stay with me into the new year, yes?"

"where else would i be?" you notice over his shoulder the last rays of the evening darkening into a blanket of night. "but if you wish to see the festivities of the end of this one, we should hurry out soon." pulling his lips away from your head, he agrees. you help him into his coat- as out of style on an 'ordinary' man it was, it still looked far too good on him.

standing at the front door, you slip on your shoes you had left there earlier. and with his hand on your back, he falters when you stop suddenly before turning to face him. he blinks down at you and you wonder if he still remembers his birthday, or if he even cares at this point in his long long life.

"happy birthday, rex lapis," you tease. seeing as he was wearing his archon clothing, it felt right. zhongli just shut his eyes in amusement and thanks you by nuzzling his nose into your temple before leading you out into the harbor's busy streets.

call him greedy, but a part of him wanted to stay home so only you could see him like this. and additionally, only he could bask in your presence for the turning of the year.

perhaps he could sneak you away just before the clock ticked fully down and spend the first few minutes of the year of the dragon alone- even if it's hidden in an alley.

[animekpopsimp]

Seeing You on Your Wedding Day

Diluc

Diluc finds himself standing at the alter, holding his breath as the music begins to play. The moment, his eyes looked toward the other end of the room as your figure appeared. As soon as his eyes landed on you, Diluc felt as if the world around him came to a stop, as if time was frozen. The image of you in your wedding dress leaving him speechless. A lovestruck smile crossed his face as you walked down the aisle, heat rushed to his cheeks, as if he was falling in love with you all over again. And at that moment, he felt like the luckiest man in the world.

Zhongli

Zhongli has always been known as a stoic man, but the moment you began walking down the aisle on your wedding day, he felt like he lost all composure. His heart began to race, and his face began to heat up. A soft, loving smile spread across his face as he locked eyes with you. At that moment, he remembered all the memories the two of you had made leading up to this moment. The day the two of you met, your first dates and so many other moments he had spent loving you. All of that couldn't compare to now, the dress you were wearing fit you perfectly. It made you look more beautiful than he could have ever imagined, it almost felt like a dream.

Ayato

Ayato stood next to Thoma as music filled the room and you began to walk down the aisle. Ayato spotted you adorning the beautiful wedding dress you had picked out. Time seemed to freeze for your soon-to-be husband. Though he didn't seem to react on the outside, on the inside his heart was beating faster than it ever had before. To Ayato, you looked like an angel on earth. He couldn't be happier.

Alhaitham

Despite the stoic look on Alhaitham's face, on the inside, he was smiling. He watched you walk down the aisle, that beautiful smile gracing your face. It made his cheeks heat up, he really was a lucky man.

Neuvillete

Neuvillette was speeches when he locked eyes with you, he admired the way you looked in your wedding dress. You always looked beautiful to him, but seeing you in the dress on your wedding day made him feel like the happiest man on earth. He almost thought he was dreaming, though this wasn't a dream, this was real. And he couldn't ask for more.

[catcze]

It's a busy busy morning, though that's not entirely unexpected coming from living in Liyue Harbor.

Despite all the hubbub and the noise of the city awakening with the rising light of the sun, you remain half-buried under the cotton sheets of your bed, rolling away from the threatening rays of light that peek in through the windows. "Five more minutes," you blearily mumble, voice raspy from sleep.

As he buttons up his coat, Zhongli chuckles fondly at you. His fingers are deft and precise as he closes up each button. Normally you'd be getting ready for your day alongside him, being the one in charge of buttoning his coat while he does your hair, making sure any would-be flyaways are taken care of. But today is your well-deserved day off after a long and busy week at your work, and Zhongli wouldn't dare ruin your dearly needed rest. (A cursory check in the mirror reveals that he's all set, his hair neatly tied back and not a stray wrinkle in his coat. )

You're just the slightest bit more awake by the time he's finished getting ready to head over to the parlor, seated up in bed with the blankets pooling in you lap. Hair in disarray, clothes rumpled and eyes still falling shut, looking (in his opinion) absolutely enchanting.

"I'll be on my way now, my love," he says in a murmur, sitting on the mattress, gently taking hold of your cheek to guide a soft kiss to the corner of you lips that has you smiling sleepily. When you give him a happy little hum, Zhongli feels like his heart flutters in his chest. "I'll close the curtains before I leave. Rest as long as you'd like, dearest, I've left some food on the table for when you want it."

"Mmkay, thank you, Zhongli. Be safe at work. Tell Hu Tao I say hi." The small sleepy smile you have is enough to melt his heart, and he can't bring himself to keep you awake any longer. With one last kiss to your forehead and a promise to heed your words, he lets you settle back into bed with a pleased noise, a softness in his gaze.

As he promised, Zhongli shuts the curtains before he leaves so you can rest more. Before he walks out of your bedroom, you give him a small wave from where you're buried in the sheets that he returns with a grin.

It's just as he's opening the front door of your home, however, that he hears the sound of your footfalls behind him. "Is something wrong?" He asks, taking in your still-bedraggled appearance.

"No no, you just nearly forgot something."

"Did I?"

"Mhm," you say, the corners of your lips tugging up in a grin. You take a step close to him, a hand on his shoulder to pull him down into a soft, sweet kiss. It's quick, little more than a peck on the lips, but from the moment your lips touch you can feel the fond curve on Zhongli's mouth against yours.

"Love you, Zhongli," you tell him when you disconnect, letting him stand up straight once more and look at you in the way that has your nerves tingling. You're a bit more shy now, the sleepiness reclaiming you after the display. "See you later."

He squeezes your hand in his before he leaves, fighting the urge to give you just one more kiss. Later, he decides. When he returns, he'll kiss you to his heart's desire.

"See you later, I love you too."

[karmawonders]

Zhongli brainrot incoming my lovely little ducklings

Notes: imma call god!reader also known as Creator as Divinity cuz it sounds cute aight? Aight. And it makes sense cuz we are the most divine thing, so like? It works. U can argue with me but I enjoy the name, and as a SAGAU x cult au consumer, that name would just FUEL my God complex.

🌸Also this is probably non comprehensive my adhd n more went nyooom with this one, so you have been warned🌸

Warnings: sagau. Religious themes. Reader is God/ above God. Yandere worshippers. Slight zhongli x childe Lemme know if I should add anything.

Aight bitches we know the drill

Zhongli? The loyalist of our devotees. Also the oldest of all the motherfuckers

My dude got arthritis or smth idk I like to think he goes over to baizhus pharmacy for painkillers occasionally since he is just an old old frail wee peepaw. (Jokes ofc)

Now listen. My man's Morax was an Archon. He may of left that title but the dude is still very much a God. Not like, as high of God as the creator is, but a God nevertheless.

Dude gots a whole ass teapot/ pocket dimension solely for a temple to Divinity.

It continuously is expanding as he finds more books that could be about Divinity / theories about Divinity, etc.

Rip to the poor adeptus who is managing it.

Sure he usually has Childe pay for his shit, but it's not cuz he is broke! He is farr from it

Dude just has

Idk

Tendencies to hoard

Curse his dragon nature ig man

All the Mora? Safely in a separate teapot outside of his temple one. You can swim in it scrooge Mcduck style. He probably does take naps in it sometimes in his dragon form ig.

So he has Childe buy a ton of things that He thinks Divinity may even possibly like or acknowledge

It is dangerous when he walks amongst the harbor shops.

Not for the shopkeepers, they quickly learned to put their finest goods out in front when the see the funeral consultant nearing.

Mostly for whoever is gonna be paying for it. Which is usually Childe.

Oh shit man you see that fancy ass tea set that dude is polishing? We gotta look at it.

"Don't drag your feet Childe, we must secure this purchase for Divinity."

Childe can't argue if he knows it's going to Divinity, to you. He's one of your worshippers to ya know, he owes you his life.

He just wishes

Ya know

Zhongli would haggle a little before immediately purchasing whatever it is

He still shudders at the time he spent that much mora for something known as a "Primogem". A solid 5 million.

Just to ya know

Learn that a certain blonde haired traveller basically gets them for free just for being their first vessel / connected to Divinity.

That one hurt a Lil ngl

I mean Learning that Divinity would find a single primogem absolutely useless if not insulting on its own.

Listen man's Divinity is still interacting through Teyvat through a screen at this time, you ain't nowhere near to actually being there physically atm.

Which gives Zhongli a good amount of time to figure out wtf to do with this questionable purchase

Now it's true that Zhongli is a vivid spender

But he knows when something is the real deal, and he won't just let that slip away.

If it happens that his walking wallet at the time doesn't have the cash for whatever item

He will very upsetti spahgetti

Yes he buys tons of things for himself

But when it was something he wanted to get as an offering g for you? Dudes gonna be very upset.

He will begrudgingly procure mora from his more teapot after asking the items owner to have it on hold for a bit, and buy it.

The next few days he works extra hard to replace the mora in his hoard

But on the bright side your temple is just looking so wonderful with that new vase!

He likes decorating a lot. From his own abode, to organizing the mora and gems in his "den", to making sure your personal temple / shrine is absolutely perfect

He really do be like one of those Sim youtubers who spent 30 hours just on the house

If he is to one day show you this, in person, he has to make sure it's absolutely perfect! Everything needs to be the finest of fine!

He sees the rug he bought 20 or so years ago slightly aging?

Bye bitch

Like imma just pawn this off since it's a great rug and I want my money's worth but it's not worth a God possibly walking upon it anymore.

In all his free time dude is in his personal temple to Divinity

Admiring the things he got for you, remembering their history should you ever ask,,, and uh

Dusting

So much dusting

Like this temple gots TON of shit in it

I mean it's bound to when he has worshipped you for so long

Probably goes on for miles

Might as well make it a public museum at this point

If there isn't like, special anti dust adeptus magic or smthing that is

Oh I just had the funniest fucking idea

You know how in other games (worlds?) Dragons live like hundreds of thousands of years before dying of old age or shit

Zhonglis like 7 thousand I think

Aka he is a baby compared to otherworld dragons

(Yes I know he is technically not a dragon dragon but shhhhhh)

So he goes on about how Erosion will sooner then later do him in and everyone's like

Noo Rex lapis perfect geo Archon nooooo fight the erosion oawr nawr

And he like ofc full heartedly believes that this is the case

Until ofc Divinity gets down there, aka you.

And your just like

"Ya old fart

when was the last time you got proper exercise

Hrm?

500 years ago?

No wonder you feel like shit bro- go hit the gym smh"

If he didn't do regular spars with Childe or any other acolytes before, he definitely does so now.

And then he feels better cuz he wasn't getting enough exercise outside of the vessel commission's he went on. Dude just wasn't getting enough dopamine in his head and fr thought it was erosion like smh

Zhongli built up Liyue for you, ya know. To Be like your favorite nation etc etc.

So I think he would be supppppeer interested in the world you were in previously

Like

Wtf is a car and a highway and wdym they are super dangerous but people are on em regularly all the time? Tf?

What the heck is air condition Divintiy you are making up words I think aksksjrdqsdfhjk

...sun...screen? Never heard of this?

Teyvat not knowing basic medical stuff would be hilarious to me

Like imagine someone is coughing on something

Let's say Itto cuz I feel like he would do that

And you just

Get behind him and heimlech him

And everyone's like

????wtf he was good as dead???

And zhonglis sitting their having war flash backs to all the people he could of saved if he JUST GAVE THEM A BIG OLD HUG FROM BEHIND?

/yes I know that's not how it works but shush aight/

Zhongli wants to know absolutely anything and EVERYTHING about Divinity

You say an off comment about liking a certain smell and dude gots like

Notebooks and sticky notes written down the very second after

And then you go back to your abode or to the shrine he has and it smells overwhelmingly like that

Like

Imagine saying you like the smell of freshly cut grass and he just goes

??? How tf do I get that smell?"

I just realized these brainrots are very fun to write and non stressful you can expect more

Anyways I love my man's Zhongli and I will die for him without hesitiation

🌸Abrupt ending queen right here, do not be surprised akkajsks🌸 and if you are shook it ended, boo!

I think this is getting a bit long and I don't wanna like have a post that makes my thumbs scroll miles before finishing it ifykyk

Anyways hope that was somewhat readable akksksksks

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[snailsgoingdowntown]

Oooh oooh I have one!

Can you please do a one-shot smut for Zhongli x Reader (They/Them if it's alright with you) in an Office AU where they do it during their lunch break? Bonus if Itto accidentally stumbles upon them afterwards because it would be absolutely hilarious.

Only if you feel like it because I know life is exhausting. Please take care of yourself. ^3^

–♠️

This was written in a rush because I have things going on. No pronouns were used, but ik this anon irl (they’re just shy to reveal their face), so that is the only reason I’m doing an afab with gn pronouns for this. For anyone else though, please keep in mind that:

I do NOT write for male readers in any shape or form.

ALL not sfw works will ALWAYS be written with a FEMALE reader in mind.

Thank you for reading the above and please keep those rules in mind when requesting. You’d be surprised at the amount of requests I get which breaks nearly all rules in just one go. I am happy you send them in, but please read my rules beforehand. Thank you.

Zhongli x afab! Reader

No pronouns were used, but the body is that of a female autotomy.

Not-sfw warnings: office intercourse, unprotected intercourse, being walked in on.

Blog contains dark content/dead dove don’t eat. Dni if you are uncomfortable with said content.

Minors/blank blogs dni or you’ll be blocked.

I hope you enjoy this!

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Lunch break was to end in thirty minutes.

Thirty minutes to eat, as you should, unpacking your lunch in the small cafeteria instead of being pressed against the wall, losing your breath as Zhongli kisses you. It was gentle, innocent at first, a simple peck. And it was supposed to remain at that, not develop into something deeper, breathless, his tongue swiping over your teeth as you cling onto the outer jacket of his suit. You made no protest when he gently backed you into the wall.

Distantly, you can hear the chatter of people passing by the door, and while you should be worried about someone opening the door and seeing the scene before them, the moment his lips travel to your neck, pressing against your sweet spot. You could no longer think straight. So, you let him suck lightly, enough to feel the suction that draws a hushed whimper from your kiss-swollen lips, but soft enough to not leave any type of physical evidence.

With the last remaining braincell containing commonsense, you quietly thank him for making sure to close the door.

It doesn’t take long for your pencil skirt to be bundled up at your waist, panties pushed aside. His own pants were unzipped, cock out, and with enough prep, he slid in oh so painfully good. As always, it stung a bit, felt heavy even, whispering for him to remain still lest he hurt you. He does as you say.

“You’re… you’re never like this at work. What’s gotten into you?” You breathe out, muscles relax as the second’s pass. Looking behind him, you spot the clock on the opposite wall. You now have fifteen minutes.

“Mm, I should have waited. We could have taken our time, then,” voice as smooth as ever, Zhongli kisses your lower jaw, trailing his lips until it reaches the pulse of your neck. And then he travels lower until he’s at the juncture and nibbles it. “But… I just couldn’t resist you today, it seems. I apologize for acting out of character, but even I have moments of weakness.”

“At work of all places?” you giggle out, only for it to melt into a moan, Zhongli slowly pulling out before gently thrusting back into your very welcoming cunt. “Mm, we only have fifteen minutes… I’m not sure if we can finish on time – “

When his thrusts become harsher, more passionate, you find yourself breathless, unable to think straight, and for a moment, you really do think that you’re about to suffocate. Apparently, your brain decided that focusing on mind-melting pressure was more important than taking in gulps of air. Another thrust has your fingers digging into his shoulders, letting one of his hands hold up your leg for better access.

Even though it aches, you remain silent on the matter, eyes shutting tight as you let the pleasure overtake you. However, part of your mind is still there, and thus, you bite your lower lip, suppressing any sinful noises that may leak through the walls and doors.

But you couldn’t do anything about the skin slapping against skin, but to keep the pace as slow as possible, trying to build up to your climax.

Ah, but before you could even reach the pleasurable buildup, lower belly tightening and clit throbbing, the door opens.

“Oh, hey, have you seen –,”

The door slams closed immediately afterwards.

It wasn’t until the next day where you saw Itto, his face red and awkward around the two of you. And it wasn’t until later that you found out he left his phone behind in the office, and that at first, it was going to be Shinobu who was going to look for it.

Perhaps this was a sign to never do such a thing in the office ever again.

[cerberuscaeli]

Short Zhongli x f!reader drabble

This was initially written as a drabble in an ask for a blog I follow (give @zhongrin a follow, also Rin I'll dedicate this one to you <3), and after some encouragement, I have decided to post it on my writing blog as well. So enjoy reading and please don't crush me with a meteorite if it's not great (you get it? Meteorite = Zhongli's ult?...) <3

Comments and reblogs are appreciated <3

Although this can be easily read as gn!reader, all my fics are centered on female reader, and thus I will label this as female reader insert as well. (No pronounces are being used.)

Based on when Neuvilette is grieving or lost in his sorrows it starts to rain and clears up when he gets himself back together. So kind of my take on this situation and what happens but with Zhongli instead?

Zhongli has seen a lot of things in the long years he's been walking the earth. He endured a lot so it's only normal he carries a lot of sorrows with him. Now, what if the earth would tremble when he gets lost in his sorrows? When he gets sad or is grieving?

The earth would tremble, just hard enough for people to feel it under their feet but never too hard that it would shake the entire nation and cause damage. No, just a slight tremble you feel underneath your feet that people with sharp eyes and sentences can feel the best.

But the people of Liyue don't give it a mind. After all, they have seen the almost downfall of their region so that the earth trembles now and then are the least of their worries, for sure with how it doesn't cause trouble. Sure it would let stones tumble down from the mountains, but rocks that were already bound to fall off. And even when Zhongli is so consumed in his sorrows, somehow he does make sure the shift in earth would cause no one harm.

After all, it's barely there that people don't have to worry about it. But you do. You know the signs and the meanings of the sudden change and as his lover you are bound to look for him. And so you do, finding him near a giant tree, where he once locked Azhdaha up. Eyes closed, head bowed down and shoulder slouched. A thing you didn't see that often. You step closer to him, gently placing a hand on his shoulder as you softly greet him.

It's all he needs to be pulled out of his mind. You're enchanting voice and gentle touches bring him back to the present. The earth stops trembling as the Archon finds peace and comfort in your gentle touch and loving words. He gently wraps his arms around you, pulling you against his chest as he lifts his eyes up at the sky. His sorrows are now replaced with a blooming feeling of love.

There was no need to dwell on his sorrows when you, the person who brightened up his life were at his side. His rock that grounded him in times like this. A gentle breeze of love and comfort you always carried with you. A small smile slowly starts to grace his face as he presses a soft kiss on the top of your head. Muttering a simple "Thank you, my darling." Because no more words were needed, because he had you and you understood him better than anyone ever did.

There was no need to dwell on his sorrows when he had the light - that made the darkness of his past fade away - in his arms.

[haileyywrites]

Young Morax was foolish enough to fall in love with a mortal woman whom would fall pregnant and give birth to his only ever child. Sadly as an Archon he could not be apart of your life, nor could your true nature be revealed to the world. Your mother especially wishing to keep you safe to the point you are isolated from the rest of the world...

-> Zhongli / Morax x reader! Platonic!

-> Reader is gender neutral with they/them pronouns! Pretty heavy themes! Essentially an absentee father and a single mother slowly losing herself to paranoia due to your father's identity and wanting to keep you safe! Reader is isolated and incredibly lonely! Death - mother dies of old age! This is just fanfiction so it might not be loore accurate! Also this is not proofread as it's long and I'm lazy...

To many children their parents are the equivalent of God, they're there usually from the moment of the child's creation and are always there to guide them through life. They pass on their knowledge to their children to help them survive the world they live in.

But what if a god were to have a child or children? Would their child be a god as well, should they be treated different from others due to this? In Teyvat most of the Seven have lived hundreds upon thousands of years, but not once had any of the acting Archon's had children - at least as far as the mortals knew. Lovers perhaps weren't so uncommon, but it was still incredibly rare due to their exalted status and long lives. Yet things happened, and foolishly the young Morax fell in love with a mortal woman who would come to bear him a single child - his only child.

Their relationship had crumbled before the news and these news did not help their situation. It was bad enough that he allowed himself to be so careless, but your mother was adamant she'd keep you, with or without his support. He had no choice but to agree, he only asked your true nature be kept a secret they would take to their grave. Informing the world of your existance would put in danger not only you but also your mother, so she agreed and the contract was sealed.

You were born a happy and healthy baby some time after and though it took everything from your mother, she pushed through with the help of the best doctors in Teyvat. Morax had arranged everything to support you and your mother. He kept his involvement subtle to stop anyone from connecting the dots, but due to this he wasn't there for your birth. He bought your mother an accommodating house for the two of you, it was modest to not draw any suspicion but fit the needs of the two of you perfectly. You were his flesh and blood, he would make sure you were both taken care of to the point your mother no longer needed to work.

Things were fine at first, your mother had everything she needed and you were both looked after. But the more you grew the more worried and paranoid she grew... She kept thinking and believing someone would recognize or figure out your identity. If anyone stared at you for even a moment longer than she wanted them to, she would immediately think you were in mortal peril. She would freak and lash out accusing them of wishing to harm you - no matter who they were or their age was...

It wasn't surprising you grew up as an outcast due to her behavior, no parent would allow their child near you or wished to approach you themselves in fear of being the target of her latest outburst. If you were to ever venture outside - even without your mother people would avert their eyes and move to the other side of the street, avoiding you like a plague... At the age when you couldn't understand why this was it hurt, but it was even worse when you did because you couldn't blame them for it.

The only one she trusted even a little was the one she now depended on, your father. She was always hesitant and outright avoided the subject when or if you brought it up. It was for your own good - or so she would tell you. For as longs as you knew your father existed you had tried everything to gain the tiniest sliver of knowledge from her, but she refused to pudge. However, she wasn't as smart or careful as she thought herself to be.

Sometimes, in the middle of the night when you were sure to be deep asleep - the front door would open and your mother would faintly whisper a hello to whoever was at the door... Heavy but soft footsteps walked inside your home as the person entered and sat at the dinner table. He would greet your mother rather warmly with his deep but comforting voice. Strange as it was, it didn't consern you as your mother clearly knew them and you were about to fall back asleep. But then he would ask something that caught your attention.

“It's been some time, how have things been? Have they grown a lot?” He casually asked, something they had clearly talked about before.

“Everything's been fine and they're fine too. I have some pictures we recently took, I know you can't keep them but maybe you'd like to at least see them?” She sounded so calm when with him...

“That sounds wonderful, thank you.” He softly answered.

Your mother moved around the kitchen looking for the pictures and some papers by the sound of it. You couldn't help yourself any longer as you crawled out of bed and slowly drew back your door to peer out of the crack. A tall man with long brown hair and strange clothing sat next to your mother as they went through the polaroid pictures of you - after which your mother handed your latest drawings to him. They chuckled and talked together quietly as they went through each one.

“I've been hearing some concerning things about you.” The man said to your mother, as the air suddenly became tense.

“Like what?” She curtly asked.

“About your outbursts.” He carefully said, but your mother only scoffed in response. “I'm worried about you.”

“I already told you - we're fine. I think its getting late, you should get going.” She glared at him and he didn't fight back.

The man stood up, but then slowly turned towards your door where you could have sworn your eyes met his through the crack you were peering from. You quickly but quietly scrambled back into bed and under the covers while trying your best to apear asleep while trying to muffle your breathing to hear anything said. After a moment the door creaked open as the man slowly stepped inside.

He stopped at the doorway and looked around your room before turning to your mother, "I will say my goodbyes and be on my way."

“Just don't wake them up.” She sighed.

The man sat on the edge of your bed and brushed your hair away from your face gently, he was clearly aware you weren't asleep but he didn't say anything. He stopped after a moment to whisper a small goodnight before standing up and heading for the door.

He stopped there once again before whispering something to you, “Take care of your mother.”

You didn't respond and he didn't expect you to. At the time you didn't understand what those words had meant, how could you take care of your mother? You were just a child and she was a mother - your mother. But you wouldn't remain a child forever and she only had you in her life, he couldn't be there for her even if he wanted to and he did. He truly cared about you and your mother, but that was even more reason to keep his distance and keep contact minimal.

It was never in their intentions to let you know your father's or your true identity, but after that night things would never be the same. Even at your young age it wasn't that difficult to figure out his identity, he had features unique to only him and when comparing him to any statue it was quite obvious. Your father was none other than the Geo Archon of Liyue, the land of contracts.

Even after you grew older and your mother passed away peacefully, it was never brought up. She knew you knew the truth, but she would take the truth to her grave without ever explicitly telling even you. Even as she was dying she remained stubborn and untrusting... Her death impacted your whole life, as she was the only person you had ever formed a connection with. Your whole life revolved around her and her paranoia towards everyone, you had lived your whole life in this small house you called home with her alone.

Taking your first steps back into the real world and into society was incredibly terrifying, it was like relearning how to walk or talk. You had to learn social cues and how to connect with other people, but you managed. Never did anyone suspect your true identity or wish to harm you the way your mother so feared. It was horrible how she lost herself to that paranoia and fear when none of it ever came true or payed off...

But what about your father? Rex Lapis was dead and that is what you believed when the news hit you. It was sad that you had now lost both parents, but you never really knew him so you couldn't mourn him the way you mourned your mother. But he wasn't dead after all, or perhaps Rex Lapis and Morax was - but the man who once used them wasn't. It wasn't intentional, but you did find out.

You had walked through town with your groceries, you turned your head towards the Third-Round Knockout where Iron Tongue Tian was telling one of his regular stories. You weren't in a hurry, thus you decided to sit and listen for a while. Most of the tables were filled except for one where a lone man sat. You approached with a sheepish smile and gained his attention with a cough.

“Would you mind if I sit with you to listen?” You asked politely.

“Not at all.” He smiled warmly and motioned for you to sit down.

“Thank you, sir.” You sat down and listened to the story being told, but you couldn't shake the feeling of familiarity.

His voice was distinct, yet sounded so incredibly familiar... You didn't wish to be rude and stare, but you couldn't help yourself from glancing at him every once in a while. It didn't take long for him to notice and turn to face you - that is when it all hit you. Those eyes, that hair and that voice. He was no doubt your father, the Geo Archon and the one who was now supposedly dead. Yet there he sat, right before you as you stared at him wide-eyed.

“I suspect we have much to talk about.” He weakly chuckled.

A/N: You guys don't know how bad I wanted to end this with ZhongChi and having him introduce you to Childe😭

Anyways I hope you liked reading this! If you did feel free to like and or reblog <3

[ja-stuff]

Ghost

Note: Zhongli narrates this POV italics are his initial thoughts, normal fonts are just him narrating less important details. Bold-Italicized lines are Y/n’s line calling for Zhongli

Genre: angst

Character: Zhongli x Reader

Zhongli’s POV

9:05

(Years:Months:Days:Hours:Minutes: Seconds) 

(00:00:00:08:03:48) (time countdown with reader’s clock)

Time feels so fast today, and the day felt short even when the sun has just risen in the land of Liyue… It feels weird, why does it feel like the clock is weighing so much on me? It’s as if something is chasing me, it’s like I know what it is but could not put my finger on it. Could this unpleasant feeling be an omen(?)… Something terrible might happen during this year’s festival, I should order Xiao to double stroll around Liyue and ask the traveler to do so to keep in check groups of hilichurls roaming around. Keeping the peace and letting everyone be at ease is the utmost priority.

“How are you liking the newly brewed tea of the day, Master Zhongli?” - Fan Er’ye, the owner of Heyu tea house came up to me with his usual smile. 

“As always coming in for tea as I watch the people of Liyue walk around, feels nice,” I said as I took another sip from the tea.

“I see that it has come to your liking, as you have requested one of the staff, here’s the chamomile and green tea leaves I picked from my homegrown garden...” Fan Er’ye reached his hand out to me, giving me two jars of tea leaves I requested to give Y/n when I go back to the hill.

“Many thanks, Fan Er’ye.” Bowing his head, he walked away from my table. 

<don’t know if will use>

As I proceed to watch the busy people preparing for the festival, the familiar light vibrations of the ground whispered at me “Zhongli, my love, I wish you would come home early today...” 

My grip on the teacup tightens a little. They used it again. The secret way to call for me. It’s not that I don’t like it, but I wish they would just use it for emergencies, and not order me to come home, especially after the discussion we had last night… So I’ll just ignore it. I am planning to go back to the hill after I finish this tea to give them the leaves anyway.

13:35

(00:00:00:03:25:00)

Damn. I did not expect the time to go by just like that after I dropped by Wangsheng Funeral Parlor to have a few chats with the locals who had visited and ask Director Hu about lighting lanterns from their passed-away families and friends at the Border in Wuwang Hill to wish them a new year at the afterlife. 

“Our good consultant, your job here’s finished. I thank you for dropping by the Parlor even when today’s our no-work day.” Director Hu thanked me while she tried to bid goodbyes to the people who entered the Border. 

“In which case, I’ll go back to the hill and give Y/n these leaves.” 

“Oh. You haven’t gone home yet?” Director Hu questioned with concerned eyes. This is my first time seeing her concerned eyes over something that I wasn’t sure of.

“But, Y/n�� oh, I don’t think I’m allowed to say that, it feels like she’s–.” 

“Say what?” I asked,  feeling a little uneasy with how Director Hu was about to tell me something that seems to be important slightly bothers me.

“Hm. Nothing? Ahehe. I just don’t think that you’ll mind it though, it would be pointless if I ramble about it..” She nervously smiled with her eyes wavering with something like ‘guilt’ written on them, but I couldn’t be bothered if Hu Tao says it is ‘nothing’

“Okay? Well, I guess if it’s not something important then it is time for me to be on my way.” 

…

Arriving at Liyue’s teleport waypoint, I saw a familiar silhouette walking from the distance… Seeing them walking around Liyue, feels like I was back in the past when I saw them at Ningguang’s parade across Liyue back to the Jade Chamber’s Palace– It would be nice to follow them, but I know it’s going to be awkward. I still don’t feel like facing them after last night’s fight, but I’ll be back on the hill in a few minutes, so maybe I’ll just meet them there. 

15:00

(00:00:00:01:59:00)

“My Morax, come home. I’m tired.” Again, with the unnecessary calls. I ran my fingers through my hair and sighed. ‘If this is going to spark a new discussion which I wouldn’t like, I’m not coming to the hill earlier.’ I whispered in my mind.

“Zhongli-daren…” Xiao’s voice beside me made me look in his direction. 

“How has it been? Are you through combing the lands of Liyue safe from danger?” I asked, curious at the little box he was holding, this looks like the one Y/n has been keeping in their room for quite some time now. 

“It is indeed safe from the dangers that may occur on tonight’s celebration, Zhongli-daren.” 

“I see. Good work, Xiao.” 

“Y/n– I lit up a lantern with Y/n a few minutes ago.” He started, which made my brow raise “They lit it up at the back of your shared home.” 

“This early? With the sun still actively rolling across the land?” Xiao nodded, 

“Yes. They told me they wanted to light it up for me first this year.” I hummed

“Did they say they will attend the festival? Are they coming down from the hill?” I asked, curious if we’ll watch the lanterns on the streets of Liyue with everyone like in the past years. I might just apologize later, I hope they said they’ll come…

“They did not mention.” Oh.

“Hm. I see. Well, good work with ensuring Liyue’s safety.” As Xiao and I part ways, I tried to shrug off the weird feeling I felt when Xiao did not add more any answers Y/n should’ve provided like they always do.

16:55

(00:00:00:00:05:10)

The whole of Liyue gathered as soon as the sun set,  the lighted lanterns illuminated the whole Liyue harbor, the fleeting noise created from exchanging conversations and the waves of laughter radiated visible excitement and joy among the attendees of the Lantern Rite Festival echoed through the whole city. Everyone expresses their thrill in welcoming the new year, but here I am turning my head 360 degrees, eyes searching for someone in the crowd hoping that Y/n will arrive later than the past year– *throb throb*

Oh, wait, I’m feeling it again, a sudden pain in my chest…

A feeling which never left me since I parted with Y/n last night. I am sure that what bothers me is related to them, but just like any other day they’ll be able to understand me like usual, and we can just go on with our days. They know how to make everything fine. Yes, that’s just how they are. So when I get to them I’ll just make them tea and start our New Year ‘right’ this time.

16:59

(00:00:00:00:00:30)

A few minutes had passed, and here I was finding the path back to the hill. I don’t even know why I am doing this, but I was running as soon as I felt the ground shake differently from what I am used to, the air smelled so sad giving me a heavy feeling when I breathed in the air as it makes my heart pound in a light but painful way.

The festival started, and loud booms surrounded the area, the colorful light lit the sky as its reflection bounced on the ground lighting my path back to the hill. Somehow, the anxiety I am feeling right now must be the guilt of not apologizing sooner to Y/n as my mind went clear watching the fireworks up in the sky. I recalled Y/n’s smile while watching the lanterns every year, maybe I have been feeling this bothered earlier because, maybe I just do miss her so much, and did not mean to do that last night like how I always regret fighting with her every single time in the last 10 years. 

I admit, I am always in the wrong but my pride doesn’t allow me to come to apologize first which–

“Y/n?” I called once I reach the house. 

“Y/n? Where are you?” I entered the house and put the bag from the teahouse on the living room table. “I have tea leaves. Let’s brew some.” I voiced out through the hallway of the house. Opening the doors I can see, only to find no traces of them inside. She could be in the back garden, admiring the lights from the city.

“Y/n…” Oh, I am right.

I called standing still from where I am, expecting them to stand up and welcome me with a smile, yet there was no movement. “Y/n?” I called them a little louder, they might not hear me since the sounds of the fireworks and the voices of the people can be heard from this hill.

“Y/n?” yet there’s no response. 

*throb* My chest started to hurt again. 

“Y/n? I know I– okay, I am back?” nope, they’re staying still as if like stone.

I watched their back for a few seconds and realized their shoulders– were not moving… not… moving. I walked slowly not to startle them– they must be asleep, right?

*throb* I could feel my heart sink as I got closer and closer until I was standing an inch closer to them…

“Hey? What’s up?” I voiced as softly as I could, “What’s wrong, Y/n?” I re-asked.

Yet no answers… I froze as the cold wind hit my face, feeling the ground as if it was too soft rather than solid and it made my knees weak… 

I feel like sinking…

“H--hey? Y/n, stop this.” I walked on my knees, closing what made little of our distance,

And there I saw the lights reflecting on their unblinking eyes… unblinking lifeless eyes… 

(SN):

Zhongli pulled Y/n from the bench and lightly placed them in between his embrace, carefully tapping their face as he repeated the words,

“Y/n, please. Don’t do this… I’m back, I’m sorry I’m late… Please, don’t do this…” 

Zhongli’s POV

My hands became busy, trying to check on their body if they were harmed or anything, yet there were no signs of being harmed but they were not waking up!

  “Y/n wake-up, please. I beg you, please… I apologize…” I hugged their body, forcing their arm to hug me back but it just fell on the ground creating a soft thud… 

“No… No, please no…” I can feel the time stopping as soon as a tear escapes my eye, realizing that they’re– no there’s something I can do… I am an archon, I must– shit… I don’t know what to do!

Could this be what was weighing on me since I left the house after the argument we had last night? I don’t understand, I know that I said that the time feels like it stopped, but this– what happened just came in unannounced, it never gave me an idea that this could happen– I never thought that this could happen– now, I– 

“Y/n, please? Tell me this isn’t true…” I whispered in their ear, hoping that they’d whisper back at me, “Come on baby, wake up…” 

I– feel hurt, no– what was that again, something that I haven’t felt for a long time? Ah, Grief… 

Memories of the past during the Great Archon War

“Y/n– Zhongli-daren!” 

“Y/n!”

“What happ– oh archons!”

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Again, hope you enjoyed it and see you on the next post!

This one is for those who haven't seen Part 1

Sorry, this took longer to upload. Short story time, so I was busy with work lately and did not know that Zhongli's banner was on the week of my birthday, I only get to log in on the exact day of my birthday which left me 4 days to wish for him, and he did not come home to me! I'm so mad, that's why the next part titled "Regrets" will be his suffering just cause I want him to suffer for hurting Y/n and for not coming home to my party. Kidding aside, I hope that you liked this one, I really tried my best to keep it subtle and not let everything spill before the next part.

Love,

Ja♥

[murfn]

ʚ “as you were.” ɞ

zhongli x gn!reader 🗡️

꩜ the all mighty zhongli letting praises of your name fall so sickly sweet out of his mouth. his voice adding oh so much more to your own dark fantasies. even as he’s getting close, those rewarding praises of his never stop

> no pronouns mentioned! zhongli praises yippie, handjob w/ zhongli cause y not 🗣️

“just like that,” the consultants silky smooth voice came out as a faint mumble. the movements your hand made on his cock felt too good to him. sure, he’s touched the thing for pleasure once or twice before–but the feeling of a hand so much smaller than his felt much better.

noticing now how your hand barely wrapped around his monster of a cock. the way you’d skillfully move your hand up and down in such a way that has him both begging for more and letting you know just how good you’re making him feel.

he’s conflicted. wanting to praise you for how well you were getting him off-while also wanting to tell you to never stop. to stay. he’s been frustrated lately with all sorts of things, and your hand (or mouth) on his cock make everything seem better.

you feel him buck up into your hand as he speaks again, “you’re..too good..” his face heats up when he hears a small laugh come from you. speeding your hand up as he moans chants of your name.

he’s so far gone. the look on his face almost makes you forget he used to be an archon. he looks so adorbs while he’s trying to grab your wrists to stop your hand.

seconds later, he’s cumming. covering both your hand and some of his shirt in his own seed. he catches his breath in no time, and let’s his last small praise fall from his lips,

“good..” he mumbles, before resuming to trying to fix his composure.

©️ please don’t steal or claim ownership of this work!

[animekpopsimp]

Zhongli as a dad

This man would be such an amazing father

He's very soft spoken, so he doesn't raise his voice often

Weather or not he has a son or daughter, he would treat them the same

He'd be super soft with his child, spending a lot of time with them when he can

He'll often tell them stories and explain the history of Liyue, even if they can't quite understand it

Assuming he had a child with a human, his child would be half-god

He did expect them to have powers like him, and he would know how to handle them when they do pop up

He'll train his child so they learn to control their powers

He's always proud of their progress

Zhongli is a very supportive father

He's also very protective at times

Not in an overbearing way, he just wants to make sure that his child is safe and sound

If someone does bother his child, he can be very intimidating and will scare them off just by looking at them

He doesn't even need to say anything

[seafumes]

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that snack you crave almost all the time? he almost buys the whole business for you just to have them as often as you'd like. (in moderation of course!)

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