#reader x Zhongli

[mini-ism]

courtship— 07 KINKTOBER ‘23

words: 815

synopsis: zhongli accepts your proposal, your innocence for a chance to be his spouse.

warnings: mdni!! virginity (reader), taking of virginity, monsterfucking, dragon form, courting, porn with some plot, mentions of marriage, gender neutral reader

zhongli loomed over you menacingly. his shoulders squared and broad, his eyes focused, glowing with sheer strength. you could hear his tail smack the floor a couple times.

your proposal was hard to deny, especially when you were in front of him, your most tender form of all— stripped bare and belly exposed. it was difficult not to think of you as prey, ready and eager to be consumed.

you begged and you pleaded for this chance, you knew the man would soon be courted once more, perhaps by a person lovelier than yourself. you merrily offered zhongli your innocence for a chance to become his spouse, nodding your head along joyfully, willfully dismissing his warnings.

yet there he stood, his gaze focused on you, your legs brought up to your chest, knees bent. you anticipated the answer of his body, the response to your bare form. it tingled and brewed within you, every second heightening your senses, the feeling of eagerness lingering in the air.

with a quick, experienced movement, zhongli pushed himself against you, his thick, large cock pressing against your entrance. awkwardly, you craned your neck to look at his body. his cock was unlike anything you could have imagined. it was big and lengthy, with a knot at the base, and his tip was an inhuman blackish color.

you watched as he tentatively moved his hips to yours, his cock poking and prodding at your hole, eliciting a whine from your lips.

you could feel the round, yet pointed, tip gain entry within you, stretching your hole ever so slightly to allow zhongli inside of you. a loud, breathy mewl left you, the stretching of your entrance and now your walls causing you to whine in pain.

“i warned you.” he said, your mind blurring while he moved in and out of you slowly, losing more of his length inside of you. he put his hands on your hips, thrusting inwards sharply, then pulling out almost all the way, only to fuck into you harder again. he continued this until most of his cock was in you, which took longer than we would have liked.

moans spilled from your mouth, feeling the girth of his dick stretch you out to your limits. the pain slowly ebbed into deep pleasure. you reached for his horns, which he allowed you to hold onto. zhongli kept his slow, yet agonizing pace, his cock dragging in and out of your tight hole. he knew he was in control.

tightening your grip, zhongli drew in a sharp inhale, your thumbs riding on the ridges of the sharp dragon horns atop his head, nestled in his dark brown hair. zhongli’s pace quickened drastically without warning, his hands still planted on your hips. his determined eyes were squinted, he seemed to be enjoying himself.

“do you like it? do you like this?” you asked.

“do not ask me such… dumb questions,” he replied, remaining silent for a while, “…yes, i enjoy this.”

you half giggled and half moaned in response. pleasure was building within both of you, and moans were slipping from both of you. mostly you, really. zhongli’s darkened hands moved from your hips to the underside of your thighs. your body was continuously and relentlessly bullied by zhongli’s fat cock, your tight hole straining from his size.

heat pooled in your gut, the sense of trust relaxing your muscles as he carefully, yet ruthlessly, fucked you. zhongli’s tail continued to swish and smack against the floor, nearly wagging uncontrollably as he chased his own high.

“are you close?” he panted.

you nodded, tears stinging your eyes, you could hear skin against skin, and the smell of sex hung in the air. he looked so handsome on top of you, drilling you full of his cock, his hair messier than usual, and his clothes slightly undone. you hoped he’d pick you after this, how he’d pick you to fuck again. to marry. to make you submit to him.

“good.”

the intensity of his thrusts jumped, your hands grabbing at his horns tightly, your hole clenching with his every movement. his grip tightened on your plush, warm thighs, ramming into you as fast as he fucking could.

“ah, ah, i’ll come soon. mmh,” zhongli could only muster as much of a warning as that before you came. your body tightened and you moaned loudly, your hips bucking wildly, hole tight as a vice around his cock. a sense of heavy relief and intense pleasure washed over you, your brain foggy and thoughts awry.

“zhongli, i- mmgh! oh, oh, fuck… fuuuuck…”

you watched as zhongli fucked into you one last time, pulling out as seed spilled onto your tummy, thick white globs leaking from his pointed tip. he looked at you determinedly, ready to pursue you deeper than this fuck.

and when the day came, the dragon approached you.

[amphibiahawks321]

Hello! Can we have some female zhongli x male reader?

Fem!Zhongli : I see... So giving someone you dearly value these substances also counts as an appreciation of the things they've kindly done to you in the past? Thus including the person that you can't get your eyes off?

[Shows Fem!Zhongli about to buy a box of chocolates]

M!Reader blushing : ......

M!Reader blushing : You know you really don't need to–

Fem!Zhongli : I'm buying three...

[priestessame]

Lazy mornings with the big cuddlers, (ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)ꕤ.ﾟ

Where you two decide to laze around in the bed because it is still cold outside, tangled limbs and groggy thoughts. You know if you continue to sleep more, you'd wake up with the weird ache in your back but the chilly morning air still makes you want to continue to curl under your duvet.

Unfortunately you had kicked around in your sleep and found yourself on the cold side of the bed, groaning at the unwelcome freezing shins. Your tossing wakes up the man beside you, and you feel his arms reach over the mountain of blankets at once.

Wrapping his arms around your frame, pulling you closer in case you had wandered off to the other side of the bed. He slides you up against your torso and you instinctively bury your face into his chest. Out of habit his palm pats down your back, caressing you back to sleep. The movement lasts for about a minute, before you feel his chest rise and fall in a content slow rhythm again, sleep catching up as quickly as it had awoken him. It feels warm and safe for the both of you. Cocooned up in all those layers, the world beyond what you're holding right now blurs, colours fading into each other until the only way you know you're real is the warmth of his skin. The sleep that dawns on you then is nothing short of a spell, it wisps around you like a burning incense, and you probably wouldn't wake up until you feel his fingers on your skin again. (And you will sleep contently until his loud snoring wakes you up again.)

His touch creeps over your body, calloused fingers brushing against your sides as the mouth finds your neck. Something about you simply existing in his bed when he wakes up excites him. So don't be too mad when he nips at your skin teasingly, murmuring things you can't hear yet. And if his lips find your face he'll kiss you awake until you have to shove him off. In the end you don't really mind if he does wake you up, do you?

ASRA, Choso T.T, Thoma, ITTO, LAW, Sanji, + (any of your favs?) The snoring is so Zhongli (pls that man is loud).

Buy me a coffee ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡

[xioterep-art]

Hello! First time writing and posting a fanfic! Hope y'all like it! Got the idea from the playlist below:

pov: you're his mafia assistant; possesive zhong li

Mafia Boss Zhongli x Assistant reader AU

Trigger warning: blood, gunshots, guns, violence, cursing, fights. (fluff at the end? I don't know how to call it but Zhongli is a green flag for sure ;))

Disclaimer: The art is not mine, the artist is on Twitter under the username @KinoWong1

It was your third year, working as a mafia leader's assistant. You had to take care of his schedule and organize his meetings. Although this was pretty exhausting, looking at his handsome yet cold face was enough to lift your tiredness. Who doesn't appreciate beauty?

As you were sitting at your assigned desk, you were working on a rapport its due was today. Taking a pause, you leaned back in your chair and glanced out the window, completely zoning out. Your boss, Zhongli, was hard to read. His face remained constantly unfazed and calm, making it challenging to guess his thoughts. Yet, it was this air of mystery that added to his attractiveness. But you must admit, that man was a true gentleman.

Lost in thoughts, a sudden loud bang was heard outside, which made you stand up, frightened. By accepting this job, you were aware that you might lose your life in a mafia fight, be kidnapped, or way worse, be sacrificed.

Inhaling deeply to steady your nerves, distant shouts and gunfire from the first floor seeped into your ears. Surprisingly, you swiftly regained your composure, reaching for the small gun concealed under the desk, it was a first-day gift from Mister Zhongli. Aware of his absence, you dashed towards his office, seeking refuge.

As soon as you hid behind his desk, the door flew open, and four armed men entered. Trembling uncontrollably, your hands shook, breaths coming in ragged gasps, fear palpable in the pit of your stomach.

Frantically grabbing your phone, which had been left on silent. With trembling hands, you start writing a message to your boss, warning him about the situation.

from you to Mister Zhongli

"Greetings Mister Zhongli, the building is under attack, please do not come here. They already reached your office."

For a moment, a loud sound was heard in the entire office... Your eyes were wide open as you watched your phone drop onto the floor. Panic surged; "I'm done for," flashed through your mind. A sharp pain seared through your scalp as one of the men yanked you backward while another reached out to your phone, a small groan escaped your throat,

"She contacted him! Kill her," the man holding the phone barked, fixing a menacing glare on you.

Tears welling in your eyes, you seized the small gun with both hands, catching them off guard, and aimed at the man clutching your hair. With a determined yet shaky hand, you fired at the man's leg, the sudden burst of gunfire echoing through the chaos.

A high-pitched ringing filled your ears, drowning out the man's agonized screams as he released your hair. Your legs quivered beneath you, barely able to support your weight. Instinct took over as you aimed the gun at the three remaining men, your voice firm with a tremor of fear, "Don't move, or I will shoot," you warned, trying to mask the trembling in your voice.

To your dismay, two of them erupted into laughter, while the third sneered mockingly, "How adorable. Let's bring her along, she's got to be his assistant," he commanded the others.

Before you could react, one of them moved with lightning speed, stealthily snatching the gun from your grasp. Panic surged as a hand clamped around your throat, cutting off your breath, the world spinning in a whirlwind of fear and desperation.

As your vision blurred and darkness threatened to engulf you, another loud bang reverberated nearby. Suddenly, the constricting pressure around your throat is released, allowing air to rush back into your lungs. Strong arms encircled your waist, steadying you.

"Take slow breaths, don't panic," a soothing voice murmured near your ear, instantly calming your frayed nerves. A familiar and comforting scent enveloped you, jolting you awake. "Boss!" you blurted out, but before you could say more, the man holding you hushed you with a gentle gesture.

"Shh, not now," the voice interrupted, firm yet reassuring, preventing you from continuing.

Looking around, you noticed the bodies of the men lying on the floor. He'd already dealt with them? The realization struck you with surprise and disbelief. Tears streaked down your cheeks as you looked up at him, trying to comprehend the situation.

To your astonishment, he smiled—a rare sight that momentarily erased the recent chaos. "Am I that handsome?" he joked, catching you off guard. "Are you truly Mister Zhongli?" you asked, your tone serious, considering his usual demeanor that seldom allowed for such warmth.

His laughter filled the room, and in your flustered state, you pulled away from his hold, cheeks flushed with embarrassment. "Thank you, Boss," you managed, bowing slightly to convey your gratitude.

"Clear the area and dispose of these bodies," Mister Zhongli commanded his men before turning his gaze back to you. "May I hold you?" he asked softly, his expression gentle. You hesitated for a moment, caught off guard, but before you could respond, you found yourself enveloped in a hug from your boss.

"I may not be an expressive man but one thing is sure, you are dear to me, milady," Caught off guard by his sudden display of vulnerability and protectiveness, your breath hitched as he whispered, rendering you speechless. "I was careless and because of me, your beautiful neck got to taste the consequences of my carelessness," His hand traced the red marks on your neck. His intense gaze made your heart race with both fear and an unexpected flutter of something else. You gulped, not expecting such a turn, your heartbeat fastening from the sudden proximity.

"I vow to protect you, mi amor, I vow to kill anyone that touches you," he declared in a low, dangerous tone, his eyes ablaze with a fierce determination. "No one will harm you again. I want you to be touched by me and only me..." His lips brushed against your hand gently, his eyes never leaving yours. "Please mi corazón, be mine," he pleaded, his forehead resting against yours, his touch tender yet his gaze unwaveringly intense.

You sighed, feeling torn between the complexities of the situation and your unexpected emotions. Who were you to deny such a passionate declaration, regardless of his occupation and the risks involved? His intensity and the depth of his feelings left you conflicted. Maybe, just maybe, you were willing to embrace this new, complicated reality, consequences be damned.

[mymegumi]

A SERENADE OF DEVOTED EARTH ෆ 09:46

⠀ this is part one of my series & if you’re looking for the rest/masterlist, just click the link above <3

there is little to do.

you are only nine years of age, and somehow, you’ve run out of things to do. your nanny, of whom you’re currently in the process of getting fired because she said that you were a woman and women ‘didn’t get themselves dirty, that’s a boy’s job’, has lost you again for the third time today, already, and the sun has just barely finished it’s rising cycle. you love being easily lost.

your father had told you that you had to be around in the early light of the day, as there was an important meeting you needed to be around for. you’re not sure how it can be important and include you—you can hardly even go anywhere in the manor without needing supervision.

you’d heard talk around the castle of the arrival of someone important—more namely, the arrival of a young boy that you’d be meant to marry. your parents are married and they hardly even seem to like each other, most days. you think that being married means a general dislike of each other, but you’re not really sure. you’ll have to ask the nanny when she finds you again (if she finds you again).

most of the time, to avoid being in the general discomfort that is the unnerving attention from either parent, you spend your hours wiling away in the gardens.

you love the outdoors, much to your mother’s dismay. she had hoped you would take a finer interest in mastering the pianoforte or even sewing—a womanly skill indeed—and while you had skill in those activities, a love for them you lacked. they did not interest you, not the way the outdoors did.

there was just so much more to do—climbing trees, digging holes, scavenging rocks, and even just enjoying the sounds of the fauna and flora. oftentimes, you would sit on a rock near the castle’s pond, and just observe. you’d found that there was so much life, if one just looked and listened for it. no one to rush around and tell what to do, no nannies that didn’t know you any better than your own parents did.

life is easy, outside.

climbing a tree, for example, is just a series of knowing where to put your hands and your feet so you don’t fall. some branches might look like they’d be good to hold your weight, but you must tug and pull on them first, to test that they are sturdy. just as people are, they can seem good on the outside, and really be rotting on the inside and let you down, where you’d tumble to the ground and break a bone. not that you were speaking from experience.

you pull yourself onto a large offshoot of a tree branch, something you think a squirrel or perhaps very large owl might want to perch on, and you look below you.

you very nearly startle yourself off of the branch at the sight of a young boy standing beneath the tree, looking up at you with an inquisitive look.

“how did you do that so quickly?” his words are soft and the wind is brushing his hair across his forehead and you seem to have lost the memory of how to breathe.

even from where you are perched on your tree branch, you can tell he stands at least a few inches taller than you, if not a half-foot taller. his eyes seem to glisten in the early morning light, a dark amber color that seemed to cut through to your soul. they looked as though they were pools filled of the warmest, softest maple syrup and honey—sickly sweet.

you’ve never really looked at anyone the way you’re looking at this stranger before you—you’ve never had a reason to. however, this little boy is soul-crushingly, heart-achingly pretty and you can feel a seed of jealousy, of wanting him and wanting to be him. you bet his parents love him effortlessly. he seems the type to be good at anything he touches, to wake up and have his hair be ready for the day without even the touch of a brush.

your face twists, each emotion playing across your features in quick succession; your father had once said you lacked the skill of hiding your emotions. “i’m just that good at it.” you settle yourself against the tree’s leaves, hoping they will provide a sense of comfort and mysteriousness.

“it’s impressive.” the compliment sends a pleasing sense of shivers down your spine; your parents were loathe to praise skills that they had determined had no real-world use. you’d fought hard for them to be proud of you, and sometimes, despite all you’d done, you fell short.

you try to turn your head away so he can’t see your smile, but the way his cheeks start to turn rosy mirrors your own.

“thanks.” you puff a strand of hair away from your face, turning your attention back to the young boy. “who are you? i live here and i don’t think i’ve ever seen you before.”

“i’m zhongli of house morax.” he straightens his back, as if remembering he has to be dignified in your home. he, then, counteracts his poise by giving you a lopsided smile—some of his teeth are crooked and it makes your heart flutter. “i’m here ‘cause i’m supposed to be meeting the daughter of the lord here. she wasn’t ready, though, so my dad told me to walk the gardens while i waited.”

you blanch. this was the boy you were meant to marry?

his face is soft, his skin a pale cream color that his dark brown hair seems to make even paler. he’s a bit scrawny, lean and tall, moreso than bulky and stocky. you hadn’t known what to think of the son of the house of morax, but he seems kind.

kindness was something you valued in your friends, and maybe things wouldn’t be so bad if you were to marry him. though, did marrying him mean you’d have to dislike him? you don’t know if it would be possible to dislike a face so sweet looking.

“well,” you started, picking at a piece of tree bark, “i’m the daughter of the lord of this house. so i guess, you’ve met her, anyways.”

his smile brightens minutely, hands lacing behind his back. “it’s lovely to meet you.”

being the sole reason for and sole recipient of his smile makes warmth gain in your cheeks, “y-yeah. nice to meet you, too.”

“my lady!” you jerk your head towards the balcony that overlooks the gardens, a few hundred feet away, at the sound of your nanny’s shrill yell. “how many times have i told you to stop running away!”

from below you, zhongli laughs. it draws your attention and you think you’d be magnetized to his laugh no matter what. “i think you’d better get down, to save your poor nanny from suffering an aneurysm.”

you harumph, slowing starting to make your way down the tree. “i’m getting down, but only because i want to. i don’t even know what an aneurysm is.”

his eyes twinkle as he responds. “i don’t either. i read it in a book once.”

the two of you share a small smile as your feet are firmly planted on the ground again, zhongli helping you down with an outstretched hand. with a gentle hand, he brushes a green leaf from your hair.

“will i see you again?” you ask softly, looking up at him now and confirming the fact that he is taller than you, if only by a few inches.

he contemplates, moving towards the balcony. “i hope so. i’d enjoy seeing you again.”

“i would, too.”

your nanny snatches you, then, scolding you on running off on your own and reprimanding you for climbing trees again—as you’d been told last time that there would be absolutely no more of that!—but you’re not paying attention to her. instead, you’re watching zhongli, who is happily talking with his parents and nodding sagely at whatever his father’s advisor says to him next.

turning back to your father, who’d descended the steps next to you, you just happen to miss zhongli’s gaze falling onto you.

perhaps marriage isn’t supposed to be completely unhappy.

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[thesparklingwriter]

35: fin

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“Welcome!” You smile as you let Itto inside. Having been the only person in the group to have already been to your place, he arrives sooner and pulls you into a crushing hug. You have the foresight to keep you injured arm out of his reach, and to not tell him the real reason why you invited everyone over. Of course you love and miss your friends, but the real purpose of this meeting has been a hard secret to keep.

“I’m so happy to see you up and about,” he grins. “Where’s moneybags?”

“In his room,” you smile. “He’s finishing up some stuff. He did agree to make steak, though.” Itto grins widely at your words, about to hug you again when the door knocks.

“That must be everyone else. Just as I was about to call dibs on the amount of steak…” He says, opening up the door. Your friends barrel through the doors, holding gifts, food and in Ei’s case, a plant.

Wait… EI? You had planned ot speak to her separately, certain that she would be preoccupied with other important matters to come. Not even that, you thought she would eb too uncomfortable with such a public display fo appreiciation that you resolved to ask her in private.

“What are you doing here?” you squeal when you catch sight of Ei behind the plant.

She inclines her head. “I was told you weren’t expecting me. I couldn’t have that.” you pull her into a hug, avoiding the houseplant, and she does her best to hide her smile. It has been a while since she last saw you this happy. And it has been a while since she saw you uninjured.

“I am glad to see you all are well,” Zhongli says as he removes himself from his study. He stops by your side, smiling amicably at everyone. Even Aether, who seems uncomfortable under his heavy gaze, returns the smile. The weight of accepting that his sister was responsible for his injuries, that her intentions had been more than that, that he hadn't seen the signs earlier… It’s weighing heavily on him. He didn't fight for his sister when she was charged, even after she requested him to be a character witness. His only regret is that Lumine didn't bring Commedia down with her. He hopes that by the time she’s released, enough will have changed to ensure she doesn't even try anything.

Zhongli hangs behind as everyone heads towards the main sitting room, catching aether before he can catch up with everyone else.

“You are not responsible for your sister,” he says simply, and Aether inclines his head.

“That doesn't mean I'm not embarrassed.”

“You don't have to be embarrassed. You can miss your sister. You can mourn her future. It doesn't mean that you condone her actions.”

A screech from Itto has Zhongli readjusting his position so he can clearly see the rest of you in the sitting room as he chats with Aether.

“She tried to kill you.”

“Tomorrow was never promised anyway,” Zhongli says. “Perhaps I needed reminding so I don't take everything for granted.”

He sees you laugh as you whack the back of Itto’s head, your smile brighter than the sunrises he used to watch with you when you were younger. He needed this to learn to not take you for granted. 

“When’s the wedding?” Aether jokes, tracking Zhongli’s gaze back to you.

“In the summer.” He replies, serious as ever. “Deciding when has been the easiest part. Saying no to the idea of a dance number was the hardest.”

“She’s got you dancing?” Aether asks. The thought of it is absurd to him.

“Maybe I'll surprise her. Perhaps you should let yourself smile again. No one in this room blames you for your sister’s actions, and they never will.”

Silence falls between the two men until Itto’s voice rings out.

“Ayo, moneybags! How come you won't let me be the flower boy by myself?”

You laugh at his antics, smiling brightly.

“Sorry! He bullied it out of me.”

Aether gulps. He couldn't accept an invitation to the wedding. He couldn't take a role at the wedding. It felt too wrong.

“I know she would love to have you there,” Zhongli says quietly.

“I think it’s better if I don’t.”

© 2023, thesparklingwriter. please do not copy, edit, repost, or translate.

notes: miaow i resisted the urge to do this in two parts... despite everything i'm happy with this. i think they deserve a happy ending. (an ending!! finally!!! you all scream) the year has been crazy and honestly i'm just happy to be on the other side of this project, this year, and everything else

i do wanna do another smau but i'm gonna finish it before i start posting :3 if you want a cameo theres a link at the end of this project navi for the info i'd need to make you a twt account in universe!! this rlly helps me flesh out posts n such so if you feel like it pls fill it out!

no this has not been proofread, yes i will do it tomorrow, yes i love you all and thank you so much for being so patient with me.

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[hvtqo]

smau | asking genshin men to help you with college stuff · part 2

⇢ ˗ˏˋ characters: kaeya, itto, diluc, zhongli

⇢ ˗ˏˋ tw: no warning! just pure comedy

part 1

-‘๑’- kaeya

-‘๑’- itto

-‘๑’- diluc

-‘๑’- zhongli

© hvtqo —don't steal, plagiarize, sell or repost any of my content. translations are done under consent.

[bricommissions]

hi, i’m sen (she/her, 25) and i’d like to request a genshin impact matchup!

my romantic preference is that everyone’s hot, please help. i’m a shortstack musical theater kid stuck in the body of an accountant. i love going down research rabbit holes; i enjoy solving problems and hunting down the misplaced puzzle piece that throws everything else out of balance. but i burn out very easily when doing that, and am actively trying to learn balance. i burn out easily in general, honestly. social engagements require a lot of recharge time in bed after.

i err on the side of politeness in social settings, but my sense of humor is so sardonic it generally comes across as too blunt. still, i try to keep my friends’ spirits lifted with bits and goofs. i also fluster easily and am probably very teasable, lmao.

this is probably more information than you needed/wanted, so i’ll leave two more nuggets: i love spicy food and iced coffee, and my love language is acts of service. i was going to leave three nuggets but couldn't come up with a third, which may be a nugget in and of itself :D

thank you so, so much in advance! we've dm'd recently, so please let me know if there's anything you need from me during the process!

hi hi dear friend sen !! thank you for commissioning me for a paid match-up ♡ your contribution to my writing career & helping me pay my bills means the world to me. thank you so much from the bottom of my heart ♡

DRUM ROLL, PLEASE . . .

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

YOUR MATCH IS : ZHONGLI !!

right away, i could see connections that would blossom between the two of you !! so for the sake of immersion, let's dive into this hypothetical scenario of you living in the world of teyvat ...

you're a traveler who likes to go from nation to nation, but liyue is the destination you travel to the most. you're paying the beautiful nation a visit, & everyone is happy to see you again. you enjoy third round knockout & their delectable beverages. after settling into an inn on the harbor, you immediately head there & order an iced coffee & a small appetizer of the spicy variety - two of your favorites !!

however, for the first time, there is someone sitting at your usual table that you don't recognize. it appears your schedules have finally lined up. this is where you first meet zhongli.

right away, you two hit it off. the conversations never seem to end & he is very curious to learn more about your travels. at one point, some regulars sit beside the both of you & politely tune in. the talk extends into the night ... one key thing you notice is that when you chime in with a rather blunt joke, no one laughs ... except when zhongli suddenly barks out a laugh, clearly a fan of your humor. judging by the reactions of the other tavern-goers, a laugh like this is rare. their faces are quite shocked. it's obvious he's laughing with you & not at you. it gets you a little flustered, but not in a negative way.

the two of you talk into the late hours of the night; long after everyone has left & third round knockout has closed. when the people on the street become fewer & fewer, you both realize it's time to go.

"allow me to walk you back in exchange for your wonderful company tonight, sen," zhongli would insist. & he does walk you back to the inn !! ... for reasons tooootttaaaallllyyyy unrelated, you decide to stay in liyue for a while longer.

what follows is you spending more & more time with zhongli. you take walks amongst liyue's breathtaking nature & solve ancient puzzles out in the wild; not so much for the treasure, but for the intellectual challenge your brilliant minds can team up for. whenever you feel that infamous sensation of burnout, you'll both sit in comfortable silence & enjoy the views ... yes, views ... zhongli is a very hot guy, after all.

he certainly finds you attractive, too. he has a faint blush on his cheeks whenever you're around. hu tao, who you meet in passing due to them being co-workers, is quick to point this out to you when he isn't looking with a wink & a nudge.

zhongli never expected to feel such a way for a mortal, & yet his heart races every time he thinks of you. he adores your focused expression when you speak with him about your research, or the passion in your eyes when you speak about your musical theater days.

on that fateful day when he approaches you with a bouquet of qingxins behind his back & a tender murmur of "sen..." —

well, i'll leave the rest up to your imagination !!

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

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[chickenkupo]

Holy fuck, am I actually working on updating my Reader x Yandere Zhongli fic?

Why yes, yes I am.

Haven't heard about this and are interested? Check out the story so far, here!

Fun fact: this was my first ever fanfic post on AO3, and it blew me up so quick. I'm so thankful to you readers for giving this a shot!

Also, forgive the pacing, poor wording and all that. This was legit my first posted fic, and I've learned so much since then, so some parts might feel cringe, or maybe that's just me (;´༎ຶД༎ຶ`)

[seafumes]

rich husbands who make their whole life about taking care of you.

oh, that necklace you glanced at while at the mall? now you're there trying several other ones on because "they all look perfect on you."

the dress you looked at through that shop window? bought. plus anything else you even remotely wanted.

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!)

rich husbands who don't understand why you want to work, and every time you tell them why they simply say:

"i can provide more than enough for the both of us, but go ahead."

rich husbands the second they see you all stressed and tired from that job, call in and quit for you.

and when you try to get up the next morning to go to said job, he ushers you back to bed, lays you down and tells you to "not worry about that pesky job again."

rich husbands who like to make it known to everyone that you're married to him.

buys you the biggest rock you've ever seen adorned on your finger to propose to you, and makes it his routine to see if you have his ring on. (which you always do.)

indirectly flaunts it to passersby's by holding your hand, occasionally picking your hand up to inspect it, and trying not to crack a smile as he hears women gasp, and whisper, "she's one lucky woman."

rich husbands who tell everyone they know about you, whether that be coworkers, family, or random people, he'll always somehow flip the conversation to being about you.

"oh that? my wife is quite fond of it, yes."

"that reminds me of my wife, she quite likes those things. often calling them "cute.""

rich husbands <33

[actually-mentally-ill]

finding out making up whole detailed scenarios with fictional characters in your head is a “sign of mental illness”

[maopll]

"Wait...you've been kissing the same spot!"

"You know very well why I am doing this dear"

It just started with a small information which you learned from some of your friends. They were bragging about how the moles and birthmarks in your body represent the places your past lover kissed you.

A harmless one right? you told it to your boyfriend and let's say he was feeling quite a mix of emotions then.

"I would like to see the places where you have those, you don't mind it, do you, my dear ?" Although his tone was gentle, his eyes were speaking a different tale. The emphasis on the word 'my dear' sent chills down your spine.

Not even a minute had passed from you showing him the moles and marks around your body, that he tackles them with ferverent yet soft kisses. As if he was trying to replace your past lovers trace with only his ...

"It is good to see that you had a past lover who clearly loved you a lot..." he looked at you through half lidded eyes

with a particularly rough kiss on the birthmark on your chest , he whispered

"But I'd rather you don't mention them again"

— wriothesley, NEUVILLETTE, ZHONGLI, diluc, CHILDE, AYATO, kaeya, alhaitham, VIL, MALLEUS, leona, AZUL, dan heng, BLADE, JING YUAN, luocha, dr ratio, sampo, diavolo, MAMMON, lucifer, satan, BEELZEBUB

tagging : @fictoculus @poison-demon @mitsvriii @pianopuppygirl @sleepy-waffle @falors @imhere2dosomething @moondrop-gummies @completelyshatteredbrokenmschf

© 2024 maopll. do not copy, repost or modify my work in any form

[priestessame]

Sumeru historian reader! that has no idea about Zhongli being rex lapis.

gender neutral reader📜 fluff-📜crack

It had been a while since Zhongli had wanted to court someone that badly.

Other than being oh so lovely to look at, it was hard not to fall for a scholar like you. Sharp and eloquent, a trailblazer of a historian. This made it difficult to figure out a way to approach you... more personally. And recently Rex Lapis had found himself wondering the same thing. To understand how to tread across the line of friendship into something more intimate occupied all of his thoughts.

So when he heard you were taking a class on Rex lapis he was positively gloating.

"I think it's a brilliant idea." He assured you, pressing down a giddy smile. Because if you fell in love with the stories of Morax, half his battle was already won.

It was all he could think of as he sipped his tea today. Anytime now you would be joining him here, bright eyes gleaming with reverence as you spoke of the beloved rex lapis (Or so he hoped).

He knew your love for the dendro archon, he knew you often spoke of her kindness and deep wisdom. Well, in that case, (nothing to brag), but surely Rex lapis possessed those qualities as well. If anything, he was walking history himself. You were sure to find him just as benevolent.

Ah, Zhongli thought, he would take such pleasure in seeing your smile as you spoke of him with the same love. Maybe it was childish of him to feel that jittery over it, but he tried to remain nonchalant.

With lunch time approaching, more people flocked into the tea shop and Zhongli swiftly placed an order for a adeptus temptation. That way it would be hot when you arrived.

As if on cue, your voice called out to him. Zhongli straightened at that sound. Your excited figure made its way to his table, he noticed that you carried reading supplies from your class. He read a few titles off the bat, The oldest adepti, The Lord of commerce, The archon king. He brightened up at once, you had read the best of the literature on him. Pleased, he decided to probe it out of you.

"I see you have come from your seminar." He said, easing into his seat.

"I am curious as to how you view the Lord of Geo now." he completed, a small smile slipping on his lips as he waited for what was next to come.

Most historians he encountered echoed the same thought- awe and respect for the geo archon. After all, the literature painted him as iron-fisted yet just, compassionate yet feared, a revered patron of art and a warrior-

"He's just a glorified thug." You grumbled, sitting down beside him.

Zhongli's jaw slacked, the knowing smile stuck halfway on his face froze as he stared at you, more than a little bewildered at your lack of reverence. well, this was... new.

"I'm telling you Xiangsheng, if it wasn't for Guizhong, he would have remained unruly and stupid." You continued, " I don't know why they hail him like some Nobel dude, when he was basically a tyrant for most of his life."

Zhongli smiled queasily, "Dear, historical texts are often subject to the interpretation of historians." He tried to explain, "D-did you not read any literature on him? surely that couldn't have been as bad.."

You just shook your head, pointing the fork at him and making him gulp. Although the action was just to emphasise your point, to the consultant it felt like an accusatory needle being pointed at him. "Lieuyan records and fiction tend to blur over each other, I can't help but feel that he was just some rock headed idiot that is painted as someone cultured."

You stuffed another mouthful of the stir fry, "And after all-" You continued, "what kind of Archon is scared of seafood?"

Zhongli bit back his tongue, He fumbled with the tea cup, grappling at ways to try and win you over, "Well.. that's not exactly how the events unfolded..."

"They are all secondary texts after all, Rex Lapis never really wrote any autobiographical texts himself." Zhongli tried, feeling a little like he was strapped to a mast of a sinking ship.

"That only proves that he was never sophesticated to begin with." You huffed back, Zhongli choked back a cough.

You shrugged, not wanting to waste precious time with Zhongli on talking about Rex Lapis, "I think the people of liueye view him through rose coloured glasses, I'm sure he was some traditionalist in provocative clothing that went about screaming sacrilege for anything new."

"- well that is subject to - wait- I beg your pardon, P-provocative clothing?" Zhongli yelped out in the end, embarrassment creeping up his neck.

"Just look at him!" you said, "Torso out, barely clothed, even his posture seems rather vulguar, purely in comparison to the other Archon statue's..."

You rested your chin against your palm, "Hm, i wonder if he's seen as an erotic figure, his iconography surely hints at that."

You looked up to see Zhongli looking absolutely horrified. He buried his face in his hands, "T-that's just preposterous."

"Is that so?" You replied casually, surprised that the Zhongli you knew didn't have much to add on the topic. "Because the poem by Bai Qiyue, mentions that he had a harem of at least a thousand beautiful women and fathered-"

You yelped as Zhongli spit out his tea.

He coughed as you scampered to hand him a handkerchief. "Xiangsheng! are you alright?" You asked, and Zhongli waved his hand dismissively,

" E-even if- " He coughed out, "Even if Rex lapis did have an...erm... colorful past, I'm sure was never some philanderer with a harem of a thousand."

"Oh." You mimed out, not understanding why Zhongli was the one suddenly acting flustered. It wasn't like you were dissing him. Of course, if the man you looked up to was still iffy, you just had to go further to drive the point home.

"Then there's the ambiguity around his death." You contented, shaking your head, "The records are awfully scripted, in spite of being recent. If lieuyan scholars weren't so moony eyed about their archon, they might have actually noticed how skeptical the whole thing is!"

Your eyes narrowed, too caught up in your conspiracy theory, "To die so easily... I can't help but wonder if Morax was truly that weak of an archon, or if it all was.." Your voice trailed away

"Or?" Zhongli asked curiously, his amber-gold eyes held your gaze. In that moment you lost your train of thought, a little enchanted with how warmly his eyes sized you. It often happened when your eyes met, you would notice how his iris was pure molten gold, like the late sun on the dunes. You hummed out a sigh, pushing the skepticism away, If there was a god of wealth, he should look like that, you thought.

"Doesn't matter." You replied, tossing your hair back, "In the end I am a historian, not some fanatic that should go off on mere theories."

Zhongli chuckled, "Very well." He replied, realising quickly that he would have to court you as Zhongli. Maybe then, when he did reveal his identity, Rex lapis would be treated more kindly.

Buy me a coffee ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡

[blueparadis]

when you sit on his lap, legs spread apart from each other, folded and glued along his thighs your dragon!boyfriend knows that it is time for some "instinct inspection" or as you like to put it but he knows that it will eventually end up being much more than that; it always does: either end up him getting hard when you are done or you hurt yourself spilling blood in drops. tsk, what a waste!

but today, it is going to be more than that. . .

"Say ahh," you would order, just like other days, before grazing your index finger against his fangs. At first, it does not grow, you just feel the sharp edge of his fangs on your supple skin. what a tease you are! It grows when you pull away your hand and adjust on his lap for a better grip and angle.

"Bad manners," you would say whenever you spot him letting go of his human form. he even remembers hearing that when he lowly growling in front of strangers who were following you the other night but at times like these, when the whole world is busy, when no one is looking at you two—he can let go of it; that carefully crafted camouflaged self to fool your kind and let his dormant side take over.

"It is just a bite," he would say after sucking your blood from your wrist as he held your arm by the wrist. But it is kind of frustrating, don't you think? how you are sitting on his lap, checking if he has hunted any animals or eaten your kind or not. And when you see he has been such a good boy, slowly learning to control his habits and instincts, don't you think it's a little unfair when you don't reward him? He licks the trickling blood along your hand from up your elbow to your wrist; you can see two dots, fairly distanced and round but somehow it does not hurt.

To think that you would teach him about 'control' and 'instinct', what a naive human being you are.

Even though you are still sitting on his lap, one of his hands holding yours from where he freshly sucked your sweet blood and your other hand is holding his yet you feel something tightening around your belly. You do not stop him as his tail wraps around your body, his eyes slowly getting to glow, his skin changing, shining but before he changes completely you kiss him, kiss him with full might as if you will do the moment your lips part from his.

And when you pull away, he just takes deep breaths and says, "One more time," gulping he adds, "Please," now how could you turn that down even though he has been quite rebellious.

[primofate]

Drop the towel wrapped around you and appear naked in front of your Genshin husband

In a nutshell: That old tiktok challenge/prank. In your private, shared home of course.

Warnings: My perpetual warning as a writing mother is that I am sleep deprived. Very VERY sleep deprived. SUGGESTIVE: BORDERING ON NOT SAFE FOR WORK, written on a 10 minute timer please be gentle

Characters: Aether, Albedo, Alhaitham, Ayato, Baizhu, Cyno, Diluc, Itto, Kaeya, Kaveh, Kazuha, Neuvillette, Scaramouche, Tartaglia, Tighnari, Wriothesley, Xiao, Zhongli, implied fem!reader

Personal Favourites: Tighnari

Aether

chokes on nothing

"Y-Y-Y/N?! What're you doing?"

Comes up to you and tries to cover you up with the towel again, as if it was a sin to look at you naked in broad daylight.

Full on blush on his face and respectfully tries to look away.

"Don't surprise me like that!"

Seems not to like it but actually likes it too much to the point of getting embarrassed for himself.

Yes he's your husband but is still a precious respectful man

Albedo

Blinks a couple of times but appreciates your beauty and gives your body a slow once over. Chuckles in amusement afterwards.

"Is there a reason for this?"

Just to get his reaction, you admit.

"Well..." starts walking towards you. "I do have higher self-control than most others... but let it be known that I'm far from immune to my..."

Stops in front of you and yet again seems to eat you up with his eyes. "...needs," ends with a suspiciously sweet smile.

Alhaitham

Can't help but be a bit surprised and you can see it by the way his eyebrows go up as soon as the towel hits the floor.

Opens his mouth to say something but closes it again, as if hesitating, which is really strange for someone like him.

"...Is this the part where I sweep you off your feet and carry you to our room?" there's a bit of amusement in his tone. Stands to walk over to you.

Places a hand on your waist.

"Cause I can guarantee you that we DON'T need to be in our bedroom for things to happen...but you knew that already, right?"

Ayato

Quirks his eyebrows up, amused smile appearing on his face.

"I must say, this is a lovely surprise,"

Traces your figure with his eyes. Then approaches you to hold your waist and dip in to kiss your neck softly.

"How could I ever resist, my love, when you're standing in front of me in all your magnificence?"

Takes the longest time just admiring and basking in your beauty, tracing every little part of your skin.

Baizhu

Lets pretend the snake ain't here okay?

Does a double take.

"Y/N, first off, you'll get a cold,"

Pushes his spectacles up and gives you a once over.

"Second, you'll give me a heart attack,"

Beckons you over gently with his hand. "Come over, I suppose it's been a while since...I've done a full body check,"

Hides a grin.

Cyno

Blankly looks at you and is still processing what is happening

"Y/N? Is this... Did I do something?"

Is so suspicious that this was some kind of trap.

You tell him its simply to get a reaction out of him.

Immediately shoots out of his seat and catches your wrist.

"Then...Is it my turn to get one out of you? There's several ways to do that...and I know your favourite ones,"

Diluc

Eyes follow the towel down to the floor and head snaps back up to blink at the sight in front of him. Recovers quickly.

Chuckles as he stands and walks over. Picks up the towel and drapes it around your shoulders. "Only because it's quite chilly tonight,"

but still ends up inching the towel off your shoulder, tracing your collarbone. "Although, as your husband, I suppose it IS my job to keep you warm... So how would you like it today, love?"

Itto

"WHOA!" by instinct covers his eyes with his hands but his fingers are actually splayed apart so he can totally see through the gaps

Feels himself getting aroused

I mean the guy gets turned on even just at the sight of your neck

Suddenly stands and walks over to you, easily hoists you over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes and makes a beeline to your shared room.

"You're asking for it Y/N!"

Kaeya

"Oho?"

Sits back and relaxes, he doesn't really know what he was expecting. Some type of show maybe. "What's this? Finally giving me that lap dance you owe me, snowflake?"

Laughs but you're incredibly flustered at the suggestion.

Beckons you over and grabs you by the waist to sit on his lap.

"Feel that?" he whispers in your ear.

Oh you feel it alright, pressing at your upper thigh.

"Now whose fault is that? You'll have to do something about it now, love,"

Kaveh

"Archons!"

Looks away with a blush on his cheeks.

"Put something on!"

Yes he's seen you naked before, you're married, but the guy's always flustered in unexpected events.

You provoke him further by coming over, sitting sideways on his lap and wrapping your arms around his neck.

"Y/N!" He looks down at you and can't help but look at your nakedness in full and close view.

Gulps but starts to feel his body heat up, his hands suddenly, assertively planting themselves on your waist as he meets your eyes. "I don't care what you say about yourself, but know that you're the only one who takes me from 0 to a 100 in a second,"

Kazuha

"Y/N?" Chuckles nervously and takes in the sight of your body.

Smiles at you and takes your hand to kiss the back of it.

"I've seen you countless of times... Each time, I'm reminded by how fortunate I am that you chose me to take care of you,"

Caresses your cheek all the way down to your jawline. "You're beautiful, Y/N,"

He has the most tender and gentle look on his face, but its mixed with a passion that you've never seen on anyone before. "Let me show you how much I love you, dear,"

Neuvillette

Eyebrows twitches upwards in surprise. Has no clue what to do in this new situation.

He doesn't say anything but is most definitely enjoying the view of your body. You see his jaw tense up, as if he's clenching his teeth.

"Ahem," he starts. Then seems to have the most trouble prying his eyes away to meet your gaze. "Is this...perhaps another way to tell me... that you would like some attention?"

You say not really and just wanted to see how he would react.

"Ah," he lets out, as if understanding and as if the conversation has ended.

A moment of silence passes and you're starting to wonder if that was all he was going to do. But he then stands and places a gentle hand on your bare waist. "...So you're simply doing it, as people would say, 'for fun'?"

He asks, and you say yes innocently. He smiles a bit and has another hand cupping your face and thumbing your lips. "I see," breathes out slowly.

"Unfortunately, for your actions, the Iudex feels that a punishment is in order,"

Scaramouche

Raises one eyebrow as if he's bored. Then smirks.

"If you wanted it, all you had to do was ask," pulls you by the waist and makes you straddle him "But this is good too,"

Hands actually start to grope you up and down. Will fondle and squeeze in private places immediately.

"What? Startin' to feel good? S'what you get when you play games with me,"

will smack your butt the first chance he gets

Tartaglia

Immediately jumps up and in an automatic daze, eyes glued to his favourite parts, trudges towards you and attempts to bury himself in softness.

You quickly stop him and in turn HE quickly stops you. Hands easily bunching your wrists up together and angling them upwards above your head.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk," he grins down at you. "Someone's being naughty,"

You complain that he reacts too fast.

Laughs, but his hand starts to unbuckle his pants and there's a dark look in his eyes. "Oh, I'm just being naughty back. When you want something, Y/N, believe it when I say I'll GIVE it to you,"

Tighnari

ear twitches. Tail swishes back and forth. Does not show any expression except slight curiosity.

"What's the occasion?"

You tell him that you just wanted to see his reaction.

He hums and nods slowly, like processing some type of complicated information.

"Wait here, I'll be back in a minute,"

You ask him where he's going and you're a bit upset at the lack of response from him.

He chuckles and returns to you, tail angling upwards in an attempt to wrap and brush against your waist. Takes your hand, presses your wrist against his lips and seems to take a slow breath in.

"I'm merely clearing off my schedule for today. Now, be patient, I'll be back,"

Wriothesley

Almost spits out his drink but gulps it all down instead.

Eyes widen a fraction at the sudden act but his hand is already loosening his tie.

"Wait right there precious," chuckles while he says this, tie already falling to the ground, now unbuttoning his vest. At the same time walks over to you urgently as if you're going to disappear but laughs nervously while he's at it.

"I swear you'll be the death of me,"

Looks like he's going to pounce on you but when he reaches you he only gives you a chaste kiss, as if asking for permission first.

You suddenly remind him that he has a LOT of things to do today, appointments and all.

Actually barks out a quick laugh. "You're not really expecting me to walk out now? As far as I'm concerned," pulls you flush against him and kisses your jaw "The only thing I need to do today is you,"

Xiao

"Wh-Wh-What do you think you're doing?!"

caught unprepared. Crosses his arms and looks away. Pretends he's uninterested but his eyes still dart back to look at you.

You ask him if he likes what he sees.

He now completely looks away from you. A few seconds pass and when he turns his head back to look at you there's now a carnal look in his eyes.

He walks towards you slowly and captures your chin to tilt it up. Looks down at you as if he hasn't eaten a meal in days.

"...When I'm done with you tonight you'll get your answer,"

Zhongli

Chuckles. Amused.

"To what do I owe the pleasure, dear?"

You shrug and even do a turn for him. He watches you carefully and takes in the image in front of him.

Smiles and strides over towards you. "Truly a magnificent sight," brushes his fingers against your neck

His eyes trail downwards and isn't shy about looking at your body. "Might I remind you my dear, my stamina surpasses that of a normal human," he smiles at you sincerely.

You tell him that you're well aware. He just chuckles again.

"Then you know well what'll come next,"

End

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