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Moth it's Mafia Boss Zhongli with arranged marriage with reader brainrot for me

Mafia Boss Zhongli who is cold, calculating and merciless to everyone except you his beloved wife, his one and only, his goddess, his-(ok we get it Zhongli you're a total simp for your wife)

This man will bring the world to it's knees if you so much as just ask him too

dfhgbad g god im so weak for mafia li you have no idea

(not me already w another mafia li x reader longform in the works)

but like, also arranged marriage reader who definitely did not want to marry a mafia boss, who's terrified of what this man can do.

expectig to become nothing more than a toy, a pretty doll for him to dress up and show off, the pretty face attatched to his arm.

come to find out that behind closed doors, away from the prying eyes of everyone, he's actually super sweet, he knows this arrangment isn't ideal for you, he wants to take things slow, despite already being married.

He makes you your preferred hot drink every morning, he likes giving you massages when he comes home, he likes holding you and touching you because you're very real amongst the world of two-faces he lives in.

The first time you actually ask him for something, anything, he drops whatever he's doing to get it, even if it's some obscure snack from a different country that you've been craving for a while, he'll order it in bulk so you never have to be without.

he asks if you would like to accompany him to gatherings, he of course wants you there, but he wont force it if you're not feeling it.

you're not the pretty little wife of the Mafia Don

you're the Boss of the fucking Mafia Don

#silentmothasks #silentmothwrites #moths moots #its sheep!! #fuckn at me again w the brainrots #Zhongli x reader

[silentmoths]

Moth Moth Humor me a little Zhongli seeing his beloved in lingerie.... <w< that's it that's all bye

OHOHOHOOOOO BITCH.

okokok so immediately the brainrot for this hhhhh

Some vaugely nsfw brainrots below~

nothing particularly explicit but like, its there ig.

his darling is a shy little thing, for the most part you're all baggy shirts and sweat pants, a real comfy vibe, and he loves that, your style screams 'cuddlable' and hell fkn yeah you are. He loves to just hold and nuzzle and snuggle it's his immediate de-stressor after coming home from another long day dealing with director Hu and her pranks.

now much like the outerwear, he's very used to his darling preferring comfort over style when it comes to underwear, something he can understand.

so when he comes home one day to find his darling in a matching set of lace lingere?

He nearly hits the damn floor.

He has to do a double take, a triple take. He needs to make sure he hasnt walked into the wrong house but no, thats definitely his little gem's face, bright red with embarassment.

Before you have a chance to squeak and hide, before the second thoughts come crashing in, he's on you like nothing else before. He's purring so damn loud and like, it doesn't exaclty take much to get him horny, but like, bruh, the rate in which he goes from flacid to full flag is....honestly a little concerning sir is your blood pressure ok?

It takes all his self control, and you hissing about how much this set cost, for him to not absolutely tear it off you to fuck you stupid, no, he has to be reverent if he ever wants a treat like this again.

but this also leads into another funny little thought.

Zhongli being stuck in paperwork hell, he brings work home and holes up in his office, you're a dutiful and understanding person of course, your husband worked hard and you would always be there to support him. wether it be bringing him a fresh cup of tea and a kiss on the cheek, the occasional dinner in his office.

but encouraging him to take a break could be...difficult.

unless of course, you lean in the doorframe with nothing but a new set you'd been saving for him on, only slightly hidden beneath a matching chemise.

dude nearly ploughs straight through his desk when you wink and slink off down the hall towards your room.

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*ahem* may this wayward soul request some demon zhongli spice please and thank you? the man IS named after a duke of hell after all-

( go crazy, moth, make this shit kinky )

also hi i'm sliding into your inbox again-

oh bitch you know me so fuckn well, also cheers for this ask keeping me in brainrot hell for several days-

LESSGO-

Demon Zhongli/Morax x Exorcist G/N Reader

NSFW, Ritual sex, fuck or die, Virgin Reader, corruption via sex, sadomasochism

"He is trapped within...we've tried multiple times ourselves to excorcise him but...we simply are not strong enough.." The priest before you sighs, you nod in understanding, placing a reassuring hand on his shoulder.

"I've never met a demon I could not exorcise, my friend. I will see this beast off." you reassure, the kindly old priest smiles warmly at you, nodding his head.

"Be weary of the beasts wicked silver tongue, may god have mercy."

It's your turn to nod, making your way down the hall and to the heavy wooden doors leading to the room they had managed to contain the demon within, even from out here you can feel the strength of the magics used to keep him at bay...just what on earth had brought such a powerful creature to your world? The room is dark as you enter, lit only by torchlight. Before you sits a man...well, what used to be a man.. if not for the golden horns branching from his head, the dark scalera, the fangs and the long, serpentine tail, tipped with shimmering golden fur, that is.

The demon raises an eyebrow, golden eyes roaming your form, and you shudder.

"State your name, demon." You demand, his lips slowly form into a smile.

"My, my, such spunk from such a little thing...surely they must be scraping the bottom of the barrel if this is all they have left to attempt an exorcism."

you dont respond, he was goading you, you knew that. Demons did so love to try and get a rise out of their captors. if they found a weakness, they'd exploit it. you held no weakness here.

"State. your. name." You repeat again, his grin only widens.

"Zhongli."

"That is the name of the human you have posessed, demon. your real name."

he chuckles, leaning back in his chair. you're sure if it wasn't for the ritual circle drawn around him, he would have already attempted to attack you, this one was smart.

"You should know a demon does not give his name so easily, little one."

"If you want your exorcism to be swift and painless, you should."

'Zhongli' tilts his head back and laughs, cold and malicious. "Oh little thing, you've no idea who I am... how quaint.."

"you are a demon, plain and simple"

"And you are nothing more than an excorcist. you have never been anything else, I can see it in your eyes... you showed promise as a youngster and have been forced to preform these silly rituals for the public's peace of mind since....you are tired, are you not?"

"Silence-"

"You were sold off to the church as a child, you have no friends, do not know your family, the church is all you know, all you are, all you will ever be.-"

"Cease your words-"

"You have so much more potential, so much untapped power, you are who I have sought for millenia."

wait, what?

"What would a demon possibly want with an excorcist?" you shouldn't ask, you shouldn't bite, but after two decades of nothing but the same song and dance every day... 'Zhongli' smiles at you.

"In order for me to tell you, you and I must make a deal-"

"Absolutely not, a deal with a demon? and here I thought you were smart."

"You havent even heard my terms yet, I'm wounded." Said demon simpers, shooting you a glance through his fluttering eyelashes. "Besides, if you come out the victor of my little game, I will answer every question you've ever had about yourself, about your role, your place in life...surely someone of your standing would find that...agreeable?"

Your eye twitches, something about him..his voice you think...is this what the other priest had meant about his silver tongue? You watch as he slowly rises from the chair in the middle of the circle, he's tall, taller than you by atleast a head. Features sharp and...you loathe to admit it, handsome as he slowly steps towards you, the closer he steps, the brighter the sealing circle drawn along the ground glows. He could not breech it...but you could enter and exit freely if you wished. He stops before you, regarding you with those smouldering eyes. Something about them too, seemed very unlike the other demons you'd dealt with in the past. very put-together, no insanity or agression hidden behind them...in fact you couldn't read whatever emotion it was at all.

"Yes, you are very tired of this indeed...I can see it clearly on your face...every day pulled here and there to do a job you never wished to do... what harm is there in hearing my terms, little one? all you must do is endure for one hour, I will not actively attempt to kill you, if you can do that, you will be declared the winner and I will answer all your questions."

An hour? you'd dealt with rituals longer than that...you had a high pain tolerence...it sounded...doable.

'Zhongli' Holds out his hand, open and inviting.

"If you find the terms of victory agreeable, take my hand."

You stare for a moment, what horrible tortures could this demon have planned for you? endure for an hour...it was just an hour..you could last an hour against any sort of demonic torture... with a slow exhale, you reach into the circle and place your hand in his.

---- This was not what you had expected. You'd expected pain, expected claws rending your flesh...

Not to be suffocating on a demon's tongue, wicked indeed.

The moment you'd taken his hand, he'd pulled you into the circle, his other hand circling your waist as his lips collide with yours. Of all the things you'd seen and experienced in your life, physical intimacy of any kind was...not one of them.

Soon enough you were straddling his lap, his tail coming around to wrap around you, hold you to his chest as he kisses the air from your lunghs, his inhumanly long tongue working it's way into your throat.

It should be horrifying, you should be fighting back.

so why then, did it feel so...nice? Strong hands holding you, your senses being assulted and overpowered in such strange ways, you'd seen horrible things, felt fear and disgust...but this...what was this?

Whenever you have the courage to crack an eye, he's staring at you through half-lidded eyes, glowing gold in the dim light, along with the tips of his hair and his horns, it almost looked holy...almost.

You should be sputtering and gasping for air when he finally retracts his tongue, shoving him away, but your body only falls limp in his grasp.

"mmh, as I thought...you've never felt the pleasures of flesh before...how wonderful...such honest reactions.." His lips pull into a toothy grin, which only serves to make you look away. "You are exactly as I had hoped, little one...come now, we've barely even started."

He's back on you before you can respond, teeth grazing your throat as his hanss tear away at your robes, the coil of his tail tightening to prevent squirming as soon as he has acess to your exposed chest.

No one had ever touched you like this before. it was scary and overwhelming, yet another half of you, half that you didn't even know existed, ached for it. pushing yourself up into his hands, eliciting a purr from the demon, gasping rather audiably as his fingers find your nipples and give both of them a harsh pinch.

"mmhm, seem's we're a little slut for pain, is that it?" his vulgar words send your head spinning. you weren't a slut...you were holy, better than this for sure...yet you only let out a pathetic whine in response. "What's the matter, little exorcist, demon got your tongue?"

"S-silence, beast..." god you hate the way your voice cracks, you hate even more so the lewd moan that leaves your lips when he leans forward, one hand and his tail holding you steady as his head dips low to take one of your abused nipples into his mouth, his hand giving the other attention as he bites down, you feel his fangs pricking into your skin as you jolt and writhe, hands finally finding an anchor point, his horns, gripping at them tightly as your body betrays you with more wanton moaning.

You felt dizzy, sick with desire and lust. thing's you'd always been told were sinful and wrong...but why then did it feel so right? so good? you dont even resist as his hand trails from your chest and into the waistband of your underwear, prodding at your entrance curiously, all while you gasp and arch your spine, you aren't even sure if it's to get away from his touch at this point.

"you know...it occurs to me that you didn't even ask about what I get if you surrender..." 'zhongli' mumbles against your collarbone, his comment makes your brain finally switch on for a moment, he was right...you hadn't asked...and internally you try to reason that it was simply because you expected your fate to be death if you gave in...

"what...what is it you want...?"

He chuckles, slowly kissing up your neck until he's looking you in the eyes, the black scalera really highlighting just how bright his iris' were.

"I want you. I want you to be mine...you hold such impressive power...you'd make such a wonderful bride. Be mine and I would turn you and you could finally take your vengence on those who never gave you any other choice but to blindly follow a god you do not believe in."

his words leave you trembling. How? How had he already known your deepest secret? even with all you'd seen in your years being trained and worked by the church...you'd never once believed their god was real..how could he be if there were demons like this one running around?

"Surrender to me...you will never know fear or pain again...only pleasure" He pushes as he slowly works two of his fingers inside of you. your tongue feels thick in your mouth and your throat dry, so you simply clamp your teeth shut. An hour, you only had to last an hour.

'Zhongli' doesn't seem upset by this at all, even as he shifts off the chair finally, laying you out on the cool stone floor, tail unwinding from your waist just to his hand could replace it's hold, keeping you there.

Faintly you realize, that with the light of the torch illuminating him from behind, and the glow of his horns...he almost looks like he has a halo... like he could be an angel, if it werent for the hunger in his eyes.. or the blunt head of his cock rubbing against you.

"Will you submit to me?" he asks again, voice and gaze entierly too tender for your liking. this was meant to be torture to endure...and endure it you would. So you turn your gaze away, throwing an arm over your eyes, he'd never said anything about you having to watch what he was doing. Again, he doesn't seem upset or angry, the demon only chuckling as he takes his time slowly rubbing against your hole before slowly pushing inside.

You expect pain, but the sting is only superficial, even for someone as large as he is...perhaps it's something to do with the warm, tingling feeling eminating from the hand on your belly.

viriginity stolen by a demon...and not even that unwillingly given...how sinful.

The demon above you lets out a gutteral, pleasured groan as he continues to slowly thrust his cock into your belly, slow, but inevitable, steady and unfaltering even when you twist or whine, a low ache slowly curling through you, not unbearable in the least.

Finally your bodies slot together and you let out a breath you'd not realised you'd been holding. you feel...full, impossibly so, it's enough to make your toes curl as you slowly peek out from behind your arm. The demon is watching you intently, curiously as you take in your situation, eyes slowly travelling from his face, lower and lower until you finally look to the spot between your legs where you're both joined. Only then does he thrust once, deep and hard, knocking the breath from your lungs.

Just like that it's like a switch flips inside of 'Zhongli', one of his large hands grabbing both of your wrists and pinning them above your head, his other hand gripping your hip, pulling you down onto him with each consecutive thrust of his hips, his cock dragging against every sensitive spot you'd never known existed within your body. He was so deep you could have sworn he might as well have been in your belly as you moan and cry, head thrashing from side to side as he bullies your insides so sweetly.

"Doesn't sinning feel simply wonderful?" He grunts, folding over to cage you beneath his warm body, chests pressed together, his heartbeat is erratic against your skin. "I can give you pleasure whenever you desire, simply submit to me...become mine and I will give you all you deserve, all you are owed, become mine.."

this kind of pleasure...whenever you wanted it? No more church? no more lessons and training? no more being 'pure' for a god you didn't believe in...?

"what...what could I possible provide you if I were to...submit?" you finally manage to pant, Zhongli blinks down at you, his head tilting as a fond smile pulls to his face.

"I have been searching for millenia for a companion to match my power, together we would become untouchable...no more fear or pain... All I want is you..."

"And...how can I trust you?" There was something building in your gut, a...tightness you'd never felt before as he angles his thrusts slightly, absolutely crushing one particular spot inside you that had you seeing stars.

"Morax." He whispers against your ear almost reverently, hand releasing your wrists to run through your hair "My name...My name is Morax..."

Morax...your eyes widen as the name settles into your mind...you knew that name, and it becomes apparent as to why any exorcism performed on 'Zhongli' had failed.

Morax was a demon lord, known for his human disguises, he hadn't posessed zhongli, he was zhongli.

and he had just told you his name, willingly.

Now was your chance, with his name, you could banish him, deal or not...and yet... you can't bring yourself to utter the chant, to send this one back to the pits from whence he came.

"I am yours...I submit...take me away from this place." your words are followed by a long moan as he bites into your shoulder, his hips jerking slightly, unable to keep up a steady rhythm as his arms wrap around you, pulling you up and into his lap as he falls back, back resting against the chair as he all but bounces you on his cock and gods- it felt so good to finally let go, moaning freely as that warm, tingling feeling from earlier only spreads. You only just manage to chant the words to dispell the sealing circle before that tightness in your belly finally snaps, your first ever orgasm ripping through you like a wildfire, making you scream and clench around morax's cock. "Yes...yes...Mine, mine forever, we are bound...take it, take my seed and become mine!" Morax is babbling but you don't have it in you right now to care, not when your body felt like it was on fire, the burn is bright, fritzing across your nerves as moraz lets out a growling moan, pulling you as snug into his lap as he can before spilling inside, even his seed it hot, and it sends the burning feeling up a few notches, causing you to cry out and writhe with what little strength you had left in you, but just like he had this entire time, he holds you steady until it becomes too much and you pass out, slumping against his shoulder.

Only once he's had a minute to catch his breath and admire you does he finally pull his softening cock out of you, he's dressed within seconds, carefully bundling his new bride into his arms, you would look so very lovely, draped in golden silks, sat upon hells throne with him...

He catches sight of the priest who had managed to trap him within the room as he strides from the church, cowering in fear, as he should.

For once his darling had acclimated to her new powers, he was sure they would want to return to pay respects.

#silentmoth writes #moth is not silent #silentmothasks #zhongli x reader #genshin zhongli #Zhongli x reader smut #holy shit this one was long oops

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Hi! Can I request what Diluc, Childe and Zhongli if their partner uses a safe word during sex? (And maybe aftercare headcanons because fluff is life.)

ooooOOOO yes, yes you may!

Diluc, Childe, Zhongli x GN Reader

NSFW, Use of safeword, Fluff, Aftercare, all that good shit.

Diluc, Safeword: Dandelion

The moment the word drops, he stops, of course

He's pulling out and has reached for the quick releases on any restraints.

Pulls you into his arms and holds you steady, helps you breathe and calm down, offers you water.

He has a little bit of a tendancy to blame himself, he'll apologise constantly until you're calm enough for them both to talk about what happened, what set you off.

Once you're both on the same page, he tucks you up all nice and cozy, if your wrists or ankles are sore, he'll definitely massage them, probably sends the maids for some ice cream.

Childe, Safeword: Narwhal

He stops the moment the word falls from your lips, but he almost seems to get caught in a bit of a boot-loop.

It takes alot for you to use the safeword

Once he's finally processed, he flies into a wee-bit of a panic, all but ripping the restraints off you.

He's...almost a little overwhelming in his attempts to care for you, a true himbo. Pure of heart, dumb of ass.

He makes sure you have something to drink, doesn't even complain when you refuse water, he gets soda, or something sweet instead, the sugar will do you good.

He desperately wants to know what happened, so he knows not to do it again, or at least to take it a little slower next time if you're willing to try again.

This dingus is all about the apology smooches, there is no escape, there is only childe.

Zhongli, Safeword: Morax

With li, The safeword is more commonly used than one would think.

It's not because he's horribly nasty in bed or anything, it's literally just because he has so much stamina, that he can, and will (safeword permitting) fuck you all night long and well into the morning.

So the soft, desperate utter of his past title will have him halt in his tracks, he doesnt care how close to cumming for the umpteenth time it is, the moment that name drops, he's done.

"of course, darling." is always his first response, pulling out of you and pressing a soft kiss to your head.

Over the years you've been with him, you've certainly gained some stamina, but no matter what, you're always a sticky mess by the time you call it, so he's more than happy to run you a bath, clean you up.

He always has small snacks in his bedside table, protien balls or some candy, he'll prop you up like a little blanket burrito and let you munch away on one of them while he fetches you something a little more substantial, as well as a drink.

He'll always ask, even though 99% of the time it's you reaching your energy limits, if there was something you hadnt liked, and he commits that 1% to his memory so he will never repeat the action, not unless you ask.

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[silentmoths]

can i request some zhongli x afab reader smut in which he makes reader cum so many times she enters subspace 👁️ + age gap and all that good stuff if u want

ohohohoho i love that ya'll know how much of a degen I am god bless you anon.

Zhongli x afab reader, not proofread in the slightest

NSFW, Implied Age gap, Teacher x student (leave me alone), overstimulation, Dacryphilia, ZL is aftercare king, College AU, praise kink.

"still there, sweetheart?" his voice sounds muffled, like your ears are stuffed with cotton. You finally blink your eyes open, the hazy outline of your professor slowly, but surely clearing as he smiles down at you.

"please..." you mumble, voice already hoarse "N'more..."

Professor Zhongli simply tilts his head at you, god even when he was smirking at you it was so violently pretty.

"No more? but we have an agreement, miss (l/n). You were the one who wanted these private tutoring sessions after all."

you were, you did want them...you'd just...never expected them to take this kind of turn.

It had started with a mock exam, one he's designed specifically for you, covering all the bases, things you knew well, things you didnt; and every question you got wrong would incur a punishment. You'd suspected something of this nature, hell he'd made it clear that this was mutually benificial...

but you hadn't expected to get fifteen whole questions wrong.

"I cant...I-it's too much-" you whine, leaning your face into his hand as it gently strokes across your cheek.

"You can, and you will." He rumbles above you "Fifteen questions, fifteen orgasms." his words make you want to cry again, your response only morphing into a choked, strangled cry as his fingers thrust right back into you.

"Come now, darling, where's the spunk from earlier? Don't tell me you're tired already? This is only number five." His words are tinged with amusement as he leans over you, he's not gentle, having already memorized exactly where your G-spot was, and had done nothing but violently abuse it since.

With each orgasm he drew from you, it became longer, and more drawn out for the next, somewhere along the line, he finally switched from his fingers to his mouth, a slightly welcome respite, if not for a new sensation. His slim fingers had done nothing but bully your insides, so his tongue felt far gentler in comparison, even with one hand pressing your thigh as far away as it can while the other rests on your stomach, keeping you pressed against his desk.

however you also come to hate that sinful tongue as instead of your G-spot, it was now your poor clit's turn to be bullied.

at some point you hear your professor mutter something about the 'main course' and how beautiful you looked crying, but you're already so far gone that it barely registers. When he finally does decide to fuck you properly, your already so wet it's nothing but an obscene, wet slide. lips press against your cheeks, kissing away your overstimulated, pleasured tears, he's saying things but you're too far gone to even register words, it's just sounds, the only difference between your own and his was his warmth, this was meant to be punishment, but even without properly hearing you could tell he was murmuring reassurance and praise, all of it lost on you for the time being, your brain might as well have been mush.

Even still, you cling to him, trusting that if his punishments tore you apart, he'd still be there to put you back together.

----

you vaugely feel a bottle pressed to your lips and take in the cool liquid, soothing your dry throat, you can feel your body absorbing the water like a sponge as your head is gently cradled against a warm chest.

"Still with me, darling?"

The noise you make in response is unintelligable, but it's there nontheless, which is enough for him.

"I'm sorry if I pushed you too far...but you did so very well for me.." and the praise is back, this time you can atleast hear what he's saying as you slowly worm your way out of the gauzy, floaty space your deep-fried brain was in.

"S'ok...s'my faut f'r getting so many wrong..." you mumble, enjoying the feeling of him slowly wiping down your poor, shaking thighs with a cool damp cloth. somewhere above you, he snorts.

"Now here's something that's confusing me, Miss (l/n) I know some of those questions you could have answered quite easily, in fact, all of them were things I know you knew...surely you didn't intentionally throw some of them, did you?" You don't respond, slumping your head into his chest again. Perhaps you had, perhaps you hadn't. He'd never know.

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All those zhongli & kusanali cute fanarts gave me a prompt idea. zhongli x afab reader accidental pregnancy in which reader experiences no symptoms until the first trimester is almost over. they find out they're expecting a daughter

Oh no this is mad cute tho hhh

Zhongli x AFAB Reader

this is just pure fluff and papa Zhongli headcanons below

It starts when you throw up one morning, totally out of the blue. at first you think nothing of it, perhaps something you'd eaten the day before just hadnt sat right.

But it does not escape zhongli's notice.

However, he's learnt in his many, many years, to not just blurt that kind of question out. So instead he tries a different method. Your favorite dish from Wanmin. his suspicions all but confirmed when he places it before you and your nose scrunches. You claim it doesn't smell right, it smells perfectly fine to him, not a single thing out of place, as he would expect of Xiangling.

So it's immediately off to Dr. Baizhu with you both and thats when you get hit with the news.

You were pregnant.

However neither you nor Zhongli had expected just how far along, He'd suspected perhaps a few weeks, but no, in fact you were well into the second trimester.

You, of course, are shocked and confused and worried.

but you aint got nothing on Zhongli.

Neither of you had been planning it, so naturally theres a talk once you both get home, unplanned, but not unwelcome. you were about to be parents.

While the ex-archon had never outwardly mentioned it, having a child of his own, to love as his own and to raise as his own, was a dream he was unsure would ever become reality. So now to have that very dream thrust into his arms? Needless to say his instincts hit overdrive.

You, of course, are barely allowed to lift a finger. you're his precious treasure, carrying another precious tresure. Man's is in shambles, you were already nearly halfway through gestation and there was nothing ready. First thing's first, pillows, blankets, anything and everything he could find to make you more comfortable. He fills one of the drawers of your bedside table with your favorite snacks, lest you crave. He would travel to mondstadt for a fresh sticky honey roast if that's what you wanted (thankfully it never was)

He would cater to your every whim...unless it was anything to do with seafood. Cooked or Raw, it was off the table, and he would not budge on the matter, he hated refusing you, but he wanted to make sure you were both well.

Second thing on the agenda? A nursery of course. much like everything else in his life, it was lavish, but practical. even when the lights were out, the room still had a faint glow about it thanks to the chunks of cor-lapis places throughout.

Cloud Retainer brings clothes. oh-so many clothes.

And it's thanks to the crane that you both discover your little baby was, in fact, a little girl.

A girl.

He's not sure why, but the concept of having a child was already alot, but to find out that the Geo archon was having a baby girl? That sends him into overdrive. He wanted everything to be perfect for his queen and his little princess. He even had contingency plans at the ready. What if she was born as a half-adeptus? it was highly likely.

He'd spend his days tending dutifully to you, the love of his life, and his nights curled protectively around you, hand resting on your belly. He cries actual, proper tears when she kicks for the first time, he can't get enough of it, he finds it fascinating and entertaining; you find the kicking painful, but the look of wonder on this millenia's old dragon endearing.

It becomes apparent when you're in your third trimester that, yes, the baby is adeptal. Zhongli can feel her pulling the extra energy from you, and at first he's afraid, but you simply smile and remind him that you have him there as well. He shares his power with you, soothes your aching bones and the baby's temper by resting his head on your swelling belly and singing quiet lullabies, hands massaging your joints.

She's so tiny when she finally arrives into the world at some ungodly hour of the morning. He could hold her in one hand.

But to zhongli? she's perfect. she was perfect because she came from you, you made her, inside you. and for all the things he's seen and done in his many long years roaming teyvat, that was one thing he doesn't think he could ever wrap his head around.

but that was a pondering for another day. Right now he had a baby girl to change, and his love to tend to, after all, you did just spend nine whole months making life and then giving birth, you deserved to rest a while longer.

#Zhongli genshin #Zhongli x reader #silentmothasks #silentmothwrites #moth is not silent

[silentmoths]

👀👋 i come bearing a prompt. modern AU, afab reader x zhongli. Necromancer reader accidentally brings a very handsome, forgotten god of old back from the dead out of curiosity/loneliness.

OOOO yesssss beetch

Resurrected Zhongli x AFAB, very lonely, rookie necromancer Reader

Modern AU, Smut, How the hell you teach a millenias old god how to use a fucking phone, reader doesn't have the best mental health but its ok the god fucks the sadness away.

You...really hadn't hinged much on that dusty old lady at the occult shop when you'd bought that necklace.

but when the smoke clears, your jaw about hit's the floor; because there, within the ritual circle lay a body. an intact body....no signs of decay or rot...holy shit you'd done it! You'd managed simple reanimation before...but nothing so...permenant on such a large scale...hell the last time you'd managed a permenant resurrection had been on your pet rat (five years later and he's still going strong!!) however as things settle, you do notice a few...additions. Namely the Horns...and the tail...and his arms, almost obsidian black from the shoulders down, fading to the same, near glowing gold of his horns at his hands, arcane-looking markings adorning both as his eyes open and he sits up.

You both stare at eachother for a moment, your hands still clutching your spellbook as he...smiles at you.

"Where am I?" He asks, voice low and smooth.

"M-my apartment...?" "And..." *he pauses to look around the room before returning his gaze to you "When, am I?"

"2022..." wow...even the zombies you'd managed to reanimate with some semblance of sentience had never questioned when they were...just who was this...man? it was hard to tell. "and...who are you?" you finally ask.

The man before you chuckles softly "I was once known as Morax, the god of contracts and commerce."

oh, oh fuck what had you done?

a god? now you were beginning to feel sick, especially as he rises to his feet, his robes swirling elegantly as he takes a step towards you, and instinctually you back up, scootching until your back hits the wall as he crosses the threshold of the ritual circle. part of you hoped that he would wither the moment he passes it, but he continues on, eyes on you as he stops before you and...kneels?

"You are a necromancer...and have returned me once more to this mortal coil..."

"I-it was...it was dumb luck..." you stammer at him, his eyes were sinfully hard to look away from, so pretty and alluring, like swirling magma. "I've...I've never managed a full human resurrection before..."

Morax simply smiles "Then it seems we were fated. because you've resurrected a god...how ever did you manage?"

"I-I found...a necklace in an occult shop..." you hold up the necklace in question, a single, shining fang embedded in a beautiful orange gem. "The lady said it belonged to an ancient being...I-I thought she meant human...I never would have-"

"Had you known I was a god, you would not have attempted?" He asks, head tilting curiously "Why?"

"I-I wouldnt want to incur the wrath...." you squeak, but he simply chuckles.

"Well, I'm certainly not upset...I would like to see this new world, and you have brought me here....unless I am mistaken, I am now bound to you until the day you slip from this mortal realm, or the day you choose to dismiss me...so until then...allow me to remain by your side."

----

Turns out, Morax had a different name and form when he was passing as human...honestly there wasnt much different between his more godly vestige and his human, he was still a good two heads taller than you, the audacity.

In this more passable form, he preferred to be known as Zhongli, you supposed it was like demons names, having their name meant having control, but by all accounts you had that already.

Watching him potter about your apartment like a curious old man was...interesting. He spent hours glued to the window, starnig down at the street, taking in the new sights...even if the only 'sights' you got from your dingy downtown apartment were of the strip club and it's neon lights, or the couple that owned the bodega across from your apartment building constantly bickering out the front in a foreign language...they did make a mean sandwhich though...

And then there was the kitchen, he was absolutely enamoured with the microwave of all things, especially when you'd introduced him to microwaveable popcorn bags, it was like watching a curious dog...

however the first night had raised a question of where exactly he was going to sleep, a question he answered himself. As you were looking at your mess of a spare room, an amalgamation of boxes and hobbies you didn't have time for anymore, as well as wondering where your spare sheets were, you find yourself lifted into his arms and carried to your own bedroom.

At first it was awkward, being held so close to another, one hand stroking down your spine as the other gently cards through your hair.

"Y-you don't have to-"

"I want to." Zhongli cuts in easily, smiling softly "I am yours, we are bound, and because of that bond, I can feel certain aspects of your needs..." He doesn't eleborate more than that...and you're glad...because that would mean admitting you were so horrifically lonely that it hurt. Who wanted to be friends with a freak who reanimated the dead for fun? the list was...very short.

----

A week into living with your pet god, you happen to find out about another nifty trick of his. It's as you're lain across the couch, grumbling at your phone. you'd dropped it some months ago and the crack branching across the screen was getting worse, and now the display was beginning to flicker.

"If it bothers you so much...why not simply aquire another?" he asks, sometimes his blunt questions about modern life were rather endearing.

"I would but I just don't have the money for it right now." You sigh in response, leaning your head back onto the arm of the couch, Zhongli simply lifts your legs for a moment to sit as well before placing them back over his lap. "Between rent and bills I don't usually end up left with much money, and every time I do happen to finally scrape some savings together...something always happens...last time it was some jackass kid slashing my car's tyres...time before was my fridge dying..."

"I am surprised...you're talent with reanimation would have surely proved useful...do you offer these services?"

"Tried once... not many people in this day n age....like that idea..." You admit "If anything people think I'm creepy because of it...not my fault it's a family trait."

Zhongli makes a considering noise for a moment before he holds out his hand "may I have your wallet?"

You blink dumbly at him a moment, hand palming at your hip pocket anyway "Like...what the fuck for?"

His smile only widens as you place it into his waiting hand, his form flickering for just a moment to the one you first saw him in as he encompasses it in both hands, a bright light glowing out from the cracks between his fingers before everything fades back to normal and he hands it back. "there...take one of the notes." You blink at him, cryptic motherfucker; but you do as he says. opening it and removing your last $20 and looking at him. He says nothing, his grin only widening before his eyes dart back down to the wallet, your eyes follow suit-

there was anothrt $20...but that can't be right...the $20 was in your hands, but there it is, back in the wallet as well.

"Zhongli...you did not just infinity my wallet...did you?" you ask, voice hoarse.

"Think of it as my gift to you." He responds "and as my way of contributing, as I have been using your ammenaties and eating your food...it seems only right....now you can get a new phone."

you end up getting two, after some messing about with your fancy wallet at the atm, your bank account had never looked so wonderfully full, even if you did have to but a bit of a cap on it, lest the bank be notified about large transactions.

Now teaching a millenias old god how to use a phone? that was a task and a half.

----

It had been a tough day, work had been exhausting, customers had been shitty to you, and your neighbours kept shooting you weird looks as you trudge down the hall,they'd never liked you, but some days you found their scornful glares harder to deal with.

Zhongli doesn't even question it as you lock the door and shuffle right into his chest, letting out a long, frustrated groan until he finally gets with the program and begins stroking your hair.

"A bad day, I take it?" He asks softly.

"Like you wouldn't believe..."

"I am surprised you have not left your job, considering your wallet..."

"If I didn't have my job I'd never leave the house." you sigh "apparently that shit's good for me."

Zhongli only chuckles, hands slowly winding around your waist and lifting you so you're at face height. at this point you'd grown used to him just...gently manhandling you.

"You are very stressed..."

"Tell me something I don't know, Zhongli." you chuckle sadly, trying desperately to cover over your own emotional pain with humor, but Zhongli only frowns.

"I can feel your anguish...but I do not know what has caused it..." goddamnit.

"It's...it's nothing to worry about...just..normal stuff."

"No...I am yours and I am bound to do what I can for you...allow me this..." fuck, why'd he have to sound so sincere...?

"Im...I just...I'm tired of people...hating me for what I do..." you finally admit, shoulders slumping "I don't...I don't have any other real talents and even then, I'm nowhere near as proficient at necromancy as I could be but...even then people would just hate me more and I don't want to be alone-" your silenced from your slowly unhinging rambling by a pair of lips on yours. For a dead god, his lips were warm, soft, the initial shock wearing off as one of his hands gently braces against your back.

your first kiss, and it had gone to a resurrected god...tick one for the bingo box you guess.

"You are not going to be alone anymore." He whispers "I am yours."

"Z-Zhongli..." you squirm in his grasp, trying desperately to blink away the burning building in your eyes, but he turns slightly, pressing your back up against the wall, all while he looks at you with such sincerity and love that it's almost too much to bare.

"Forgive me, but you are beautiful when you cry" shit. you hadn't meant to let them fall, hadn't meant to fall apart like this, and now there was a supremely handsome god slowly leaning in to kiss those falling tears away in such a tender, sweet motion that it makes your teeth ache.

"Z-zhongli...you don't...you don't have to do this..." you eventually manage, hands clutching at his shoulders, ready for the rejection. "I-I'm happy for you to just...be here...you don't have to pretend to love me..."

The god blinks at you, confusion swimming amongst those molten, golden pools.

"Pretend? I never claimed to be pretending, darling." he responds. "As I said once before, being bound to you affords me some insight into your emotional state and your needs.. and a compulsion to aid...but that compulsion only goes so far... I want to be here with you, like this." And the tears are falling again, how could he be so...so genuine? "You have shown and taught me much about this world and have made me happier than I can recall, simply by existing here with me... so allow me to make you happy...fill that void of lonliness..."

"Y-you don't know what you're asking Zhongli..." it's a pointless endeavour, trying to dissuade him, the determination and sincerity in his eyes was...suffocating.

"You really think I'm not well aware of what I'm asking, darling?" He chuckles; and this time when he leans in to kiss you again, you welcome it.

----

You aren't sure when you'd made it to your bedroom, nor when...or how, Zhongli had stripped you of all but your underwear on the way there. One moment you're being violently frenched by a literal god, the next moment he's pressing you into the sheets, bearing down with a ravenous hunger you'd never experienced in your short, mortal life as his teeth ghost along your flesh, testing here and there.

"F-fuck...Zhongli...I-I've...I'm not...I've never-" you can't even find the proper words to articulate, but one of his hands wraps around yours to hold you steady.

"No need to fear... This is something I've done many times." he chuckles, pressing a kiss to your cheek "relax, shut your eyes...enjoy yourself."

You try, having no idea what else to do, wrenching your eyes shut as you will yourself to just breathe. It was just Zhongli, you don't even know if he has the capacity to hurt you, if the spell that had brought him to life here had that kind of effect, or if his own sense of servitude forbade it. But beneath his calculated touch and words of reassurance, you slowly, surely, find yourself melting to his whims, breathy half-moans escaping your lips as his mouth closes over a nipple, while the hand not holding yours snakes downwards, beneath the waistband of your underwear, two fingers sliding between already slick folds and pressing against your clit.

It's... a different feeling, someone else touching you as opposed to yourself. More intense, less control, and in a way, that was scary. you'd always been in control of yourself, so to let someone else take over was...difficult...and yet Zhongli made it feel so nice, so easy as he works the knot in your belly tighter and tighter.

Your eyes snap open when something thick and scaley winds around your leg, oh, he'd shifted back to the form you'd first resurrected him in, it was difficult to say if it was intentional or not, not that you minded... not even when his fangs break skin by your collar bone, if anything, you nearly scream with pleasure.

"So perfect...it had to be fate that you came across that necklace and summoned me..." he growls, hand untangling from yours to tear away at your underwear, you almost had the forwithall to scold him, but a perfectly timed thrust of his fingers shut you up.

You're so damn close, shaking and whining, hands clutching at his shirt when he suddenly pulls away, and you cry out in frustration, opening your eyes to glare at him. He only smirks, slowly shucking his shirt, making sure you watch, and boy what a show...you'd never tire of seeing his body...

However it's when he finally sheds his trousers that you become very aware of the situation.

"thats...big." you really do try not to gawk but...holy shit. Atleast Zhongli only seems to take it as a compliment, chuckling at he slowly rolls his hips against you, collecting the slick mess between your thighs to use as lube, you half half a mind to reach for your bedside table where you did happen to keep a bottle (hey masturbating felt better that way!!) but his hands grip at your hips, large enough to near encircle the entirety of your waist, he takes a moment to simply rest his cock against you, and you flush deep red when you realise he's measuring just how...deep he was going to end up being... "A-are you sure thats going to...?"

"Trust me darling, it will." He reassures as he continues to slowly rut his cock through your slick folds, slowly, but surely re-tightening that knot.

When he does finally shift his hips and push inside? you really are expecting pain, but what you get instead is a warm, tingly ache that's sweet around the edges. you sigh and moan quietly, biting at your lip as he continues, refusing to stop until his hips meet yours. It feels...less cosmic than you imagined sex with a god would...but it still leaves you delighfully full in a way you'd never quite experienced before.

"there...see? not so bad, is it?" The god rumbles from above you, hands still pressing on your hips to keep you both still. Atleast until you whine and squirm beneath him; only then does he get with the program, shifting his grip to your thighs instead as he pulls back and thrusts right back in and you wonder to yourself, if you had, in fact, accidentally reanimated an incubus with how stupidly fast he was bringing about your first orgasm of the night.

your hands skitter across the sheets, searching desperately for an anchor point, which they eventually find on Zhongli's horns, earning a pleased hiss from the god and a slight increase in pace, his tail occasionally yanking at your leg to pull you further, deeper, harder, and you choke for it.

You never expected yourself to be so....loud in bed... it was embarassing and lewd and you cant seem to bite back your moans and cries, gods, what if the neighbours heard? they'd probably assume you were up to some new, nasty ritual and hate you even more- A particularly hard thrust breaks you from your spiralling thoughts, Zhongli's golden gaze boring deeply into your face.

"All eyes on me, darling. don't worry about anything else." he huffs, right, he could sense when your thoughts were wandering...but you're glad for it as he lowers himself a little, enough for you to bury your face into his shoulder as a muffle, especially when your orgasm hits, the sound caught somewhere between a scream and a choked whine. you're worried that you might actually snap the poor mans horns clean off with how tightly you grip down on everything.

Zhongli lets out a shuddering gasp right into your ear "Darling...k-keep squeezing like that and I'm not going to last much longer." He huffs, his tail squirming against your leg, despite his words, he continues to fuck you hard and deep through what was definitely the most intense orgasm of your life. Things get...fuzzy after that. All you really remember is that Zhongli certainly had the stamina of a god, losing track of just how long he fucks you into that mattress.

He tells you the next day that he continued for as long as he did to, in his words 'pay your due' and even then, the man claims he's nowhere near close.

one of these days you'd have to look into the ramifications of a rookie necromancer fucking her first proper resurrection, but you're not quite sure how many articles cover that resurrection being an ancient god...

thoughts for later, you suppose.

#silentmothasks #silentmothwrites #zhongli genshin impact #Zhongli x reader #Zhongli x reader smut #moths good soup #genshin zhongli

[silentmoths]

Can I request a scenario where zhongli has feelings for his afab student and she gets a sudden & incredibly painful period during a lecture and looks straight up ill 🤭

not me, who's super down bad w teacher/student tropes absolutely YES

College Professor Zhongli x Afab Student Reader

NSFW, period sex, teacher/student relationship, reader is over 18, honestly this is just filth but I mean I'M just filth so here you go.

She'd looked fine when she first walked into class, but as Zhongli went through the usual motions of his lectures, he noticed it, from the corner of his eye, the way her skin began to pale, the sweat beading along her brow, and the way she seemed to simply...fold in on herself.

that wasn't right, she was one of his star pupils, attentive, driven, ready for anything.

now?

Now she looked like she was going to throw up.

it was another fifteen minutes of lecturing before he sets the class to self-study, and almost instantly he makes his way over, she barely even notices, hazy eyes trained to her laptop screen, it's not until he rests a hand beside her computer that her eyes slowly snap up to him.

she didn't look well, not at all.

"Are you alright, miss (l/n)?" he asks, quietly, gods forbid he draw attention to her right now.

She swallows and nods, he doesn't believe her for a second.

"It's nothing professor...I'll be fine." She reassures, he shakes his head.

"you look like you're in pain, come with me, I have some painkillers in my office." It's not like him to invite students to his office willy nilly, but right now, she looked like she was about to pass out. He's expecting a refusal, another reassurance that she was fine, but instead what he gets is a weak nod as she slowly stands.

Thankfully his office is only across the hall, he ushers her in quickly, watching as she all but crumples onto the decrepit couch he kept in here for the occasional student desperately looking for a place to nap. "Are you sure you're alright?" he asks again as he strides to his desk, wrenching open the top drawer in search of the pain killers he often kept there. "it's...nothing to worry about sir...just..cramps." Cramps?

oh.

OH.

His amber eyes flick back to her, curled by the couch arm, arms wound around her lower belly. Oh.

suddenly, theres a thought, one that had sat deep in the back of his mind from the very first day she'd wandered into his lecture hall in freshman year. One he'd kept buried deep, because it was sick and wrong.

but...

but what if?

Slowly, he slides the drawer shut. ----

Well, this was embarassing. you knew you were due soon, and had prepared accordingly, but the moment that first horrible cramp had hit you in the middle of geology? you knew you were a goner.

It wasnt often, but every once in a while, ever since you'd begun your cycle, you'd occaisonally be wracked with the most horrific cramps you could imagine, you'd seen plenty of doctors about it but they'd all just shrugged, told you it was normal, told you it was in your head, or that you needed to lose weight, normal, shitty doctor things.

So when Professor Zhongli offers you painkillers? you dont even hesitate, take them, let them kick in, finish class, call your roomate to bring you the good head pads, the ones you could stick to yourself for the rest of the day.

Which is why you're taken by surprise when the couch you're currently clinging to dips slightly, opening your eyes you find your professors face mere inches away and you can already feel the flush creeping up your cheeks.

god he was handsome, age aside, he was so supremely out of your league; his wife must be a very lucky woman.

and then? his hand is slowly pressing against you, just below your belly button, thumb digging in and rolling is slow, deliberate circles and you moan quietly, because it was the first ounce of relief since the cramps had started.

"It looks like I am out of painkillers miss (l/n)...but i do know a few...other methods to aid with this kind of pain." his voice is low, husky and impossibly sexy and you must be dreaming, you had to be. "If you're comfortable, I can relive the pain for you."

"please..." its out of your mouth without a second thought. if this was a dream, no one better dare wake you.

You see it in his eyes, the moment you say yes, beautiful amber blowing wide and dark; his hand pressing a little harder on your belly as he leans forward, lips crashing to yours in a messy, rather one sided battle of teeth and tongue. You'd be a horrible, filthy liar if you'd said you hadn't thought about this, especially with your geology professor, but damn, if it didn't feel good to finally live out the dream, moaning into his mouth as your grip on the couch arm slips. Zhongli's free arm easily catching you and laying you back properly, your thighs resting on either side of his hips and oh- oh even through his trousers you could feel him, and it's enough to make you whimper.

Zhongli lets out a ragged exhale, hand finally moving from where it had been massaging your cramping muscles to yank at the zipper on your jeans before shimmying them down your thighs. "w-wait I'm-" your protest is silenced with a look, a single, flick of his eyes to yours, a look that told you all he needed you to know as he shifts to pull away the offending bottoms, as well as your underwear, free hand coming to shunt your top up over your chest.

'I know, and I don't care.'

"P-professor-" you whimper as he reaches behind the couch, yanking some ancinet blanket out from between the back of the sofa and the wall, settling it beneath you and you're sure it's just his way of making you feel better, not staining his damn couch. "Did you know, that penetration and orgasm are two of the most effective methods of easing these types of cramps, miss (l/n)?" he murmurs into your ear, a pair of fingers already slowly dragging between your folds, making it awfully hard to articulate a response.

but he's watching you so expectantly, waiting for an answer, but the moment you attempt to give him one, that pair of fingers thrusts deep inside you and you nearly scream, muffled only by his lips swallowing the sound.

it hurt, but it hurt in a different way, one that felt sweet around the edge, and not just horrifically like the cramps. Your pained whimpering quickly begins to warp into breathy, pleasured moans as his fingers work you open.

"so wound up...relax darling, no wonder you're in so much pain." Zhongli whispers against the shell of your ear, easier said than done when you're body was trying to rip parts of itself apart. You try, you really do, and ever so slowly, your professor's fingers press further, deeper inside, his thumb lazily grinding against your already sensitive clit as he murmurs praise and reassurance, his words sweet enough to make your teeth hurt.

"That's it, you're doing so well...you have no idea how long I've been dreaming of doing this to you." his words tear a whimper from your throat, how dare he be so vulgar but so...so damn sincere while he's doing such lewd things to you.

When he removes his fingers, you dont cry, but it's a very near thing as you whine sadly, arching your back like a cat in heat. you'd do anything to keep the cramps away, the cramps led to nausea and nausea led to throwing up and that just wasn't on the cards for you today.

"shhh, it's alright. I'm nowhere near done with you yet." his sweet murmur comes with an absolutely vicious undertone, so much so that you barely hear the sound of his belt unbuckling. Reality doesn't come crashing in until he drags his cock lazily along your pussy, grinding against your clit and sending shivers of pleasure up your spine.

thats all the warning he gives before he hikes your hips up just a smudge before he thrusts inside, hard and deep, unsullied hand clapping over your mouth to quiet the cry of bliss.

logically you knew it SHOULD have hurt, but all you can feel is the sweet relief of something finally massaging the muscles that were screaming so deep inside you that it felt like only you could hear them. "p-professor-" "I think we're past the formal names, are we not? call me Zhongli for now." he purrs, leaning down to kiss away your pleasured tears.

"Z-zhongli...please, please...."

"Mhm, reduced to begging already, darling? I should have acted upon my fantasies sooner." He growls, nipping at your ear as he finally, blessedly moves.

He's not gentle, and you're glad for it. Every thrust, every deep press of his cock does exactly as he'd said, it chases away your pain, clouds your mind with pleasure and makes you forget how you even ended up in this situation, melting beneath his rough treatment until you're nothing but a babbling mess, only contained by the hand pressed over your mouth.

Above you, your professor looks absolutely debauched; he's always so well put-together that seeing him now, face flush, eyes blown wide with lust and desire, hair usually tied neatly away falling over his shoulders like a waterfall... beautiful. If this was your only chance at seeing it, you were sure as hell storing this image away in your mental bank forever.

Your orgasm hits so suddenly that your world actually goes blank for a moment, hands scrabbling at the couch and raking down Zhongli's back as you let out a broken, choked whimper, body tensing like live wire before falling limp beneath him. You only vaugely feel him give a couple more thrusts before pulling out and spilling over the blanket beneath you with a grunt- ah, right...protection hadn't been a thing...how thoughtful of him.

It takes you way longer than you'd like to finally remember how to breathe and how to uncross your damn eyes...but when you do, the sight your met with is simply to die for.

Your geology professor, Zhongli, readjusting his tie, hair already tied back; immaculate as ever, the slight flush on his face was the only remnant of what had just occured between you two.

ever the gentleman, as soon as he's aware you've come back to reality, he smiles, offering you a bottle of water to sip on as he collects part of the blanket to wipe you clean, handing you back your pants.

"Thank you for that, miss (l/n)... I trust that you know what happened here cannot be known to anyone but us..." he's careful with his words, and yet you can see a tinge of anxiety hidden behind his beautiful golden eyes.

"Of course professor...t-thank you...I..I enjoyed that very much."

Slowly he meets your eye, a small smile pulling to his lips before he leans forward, pressing a kiss to your lips as you feel something skin to a business card slide into your jean pocket.

"I trust your pain has subsided...?" you think on it for a moment with a small hum before you grin at him.

"for now, but you know how these things are professor...I might have to come back and see you for more painkillers when they come back~"

#Zhongli x reader #Zhongli x reader smut #Zhongli genshin #Zhongli smut #silentmoth writes #silentmothasks

[silentmoths]

I don't think u've ever written for kazuha but if u're interested, would love to read some kazuha x afab tall reader, prof/student but make it prof reader for a change 🦦, maybe mommy kink?

It's me, crawling out of my hole, hello friends!

Im slowly trying to work my way through my current asks before I open my askbox again, and I'm also looking to try out a few different...idk styles??? i guess for these.

this one was worked on over the span of a few weeks when I had the time/motivation so it's pretty stock standard moth.

Kazuha X Afab (fem pronouns) Reader.

NSFW

College/Modern AU, Teacher student, mommy kink, Age gap, mostly just foreplay lmao.

"Please...please let me..mommy-"

fuck.

How in the hell was this happening to you? Backed into your own desk, by your own student.

Kaedehara Kazuha, one of your best english students.

You'd been teaching him since his freshman year, and now here he stood at a senior, about to graduate, pushing you against your own desk and leaning forward, arms pinning you in place as you stare down at him.

"K-Kazuha you know this is- mmrph..." You attempt to stammer, but he quickly pushes up, meeting your lips with his own, this was not the first time he'd done this today, it's exactly how you'd ended up in this situation. You'd brought him here to scold him, to repremand and remind him that he was still your student.

Had your fondness for him really been this obvious?

But the moment that word dropped from his lips, it felt like your brain was short circuting, and he catches it just as quickly, using it to his advantage as he herded you back here into your spot.

Mommy.

It shouldn't have made you as horny as it had...perhaps it was the way he said it? the desperation and adoration all rolled into one? It leaves your head light and your knees weak.

Weak enough for his gentle hands to pull them upwards resting them around his waist as he snaps his hips forward and oh-

oh he was very hard.

"Please Mommy...please can I? I've been so good for so long...your favorite student..please let me..." his words are a mere whisper, reverent as his hands roam your body, tugging at your sweater so they can delve beneath to feel your skin.

gods how long had it been since you'd last been intimate? let alone with someone who was already worshipping you like a godess?

With each pleading whisper, each grind of his hips, your resolve crumbles.

"F-fine..but you...you have to be a good boy, alright? quick, and quiet, yeah?"

Immediately his eyes shine with hope and adoration, he nods and leans forward to catch your lips, deeper this time, his tongue licking it's way into your mouth and stealing the air from your lungs. Agile fingers making quick work of your pants, popping the button and pulling the zipper, only then does he pull away, long enough to de-robe you from the waist down, opting to simply push your sweater up, your bra as well as he admires your body in a way you're not sure you've felt before.

it leaves you feeling a little shy, especially when his gaze lands on the slick mess between your thighs.

You say nothing, even if you could think of any words, the look he gives you steals any air he'd left in your lungs.

Kazuha was the kind of student who made you think, made you ponder. You thought you knew him, his nuances and his quirks; but everything you thought you knew about your student? yeah, that goes flying out the window the moment he touches you properly; fingers sliding across your already aching core. He know's what he's doing, experimenting first with a single finger, then another as his thumb rolls sinfully across your clit, pulling lewd noises from you, ones quickly muffled by the back of your hand.

You feel his free hand brace you as he slowly leans you back, laying you out across your own desk.

"you're so pretty." he murmurs reverently as he pulls your legs up onto the desk with you, resting his cheek against your knee, his gaze was so soft and full of affection, it was almost disctracting enough for you not to notice the two fingers he works into you, almost.

"K-kazuha... c'mon..." it's difficult to form words when your student is busying himself pulling you undone with startling speed, perhaps it had just been that long? or perhaps he was supremely talented?

Both, it was probably both.

It becomes harder still to keep your own noises in check, opting to bite down on the collar of your sweater, still trying to keep an ear out for anyone who might suddenly barge into your office.

what were you going to do in that situation anyway? there was no way you'd be able to cover up in time.

You're brought crashing back to reality when you feel his cock grinding against your poor, abused clit, mere moments after removing his fingers, covered in an embarassing amount of your own slick, even more embarassing as he brings those fingers up to his lips and sucks them clean with a smile. It has you squirming, but unable to escape as his free hand holds your hip firmly.

You want to tell him to hurry up, to get this over with so you can go back to scolding him; but his previous minstrations had left you so wound up, so close to the edge of orgasm that all you felt was that desperate want, the depraved need to finally cum. It's enough to have you buck your hips with a pathetic whine.

"C'mon...please.. Kazuha..."

His beautiful red eyes spark with a hint of mischief as he rests his cheek on your knee again, slowly rolling his hips through the slick mess between your legs. Tilting his head with a curious stare.

"Mmh?"

This boy was going to kill you, he has you gritting your teeth. You knew of course, knew what he wanted you to say, what he wanted you to tell him...but goddamn if the words werent hard to produce.

"I...f-fuck me...please.."

For the first time ever, you see Kazuha smirk, licking his lips, and for a moment he looks near predatory.

"anything for you, mommy."

#Genshin Kazuha #Kazuha smut #Kazuha x reader #silentmothasks #silentmothwrites

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You would hide in socks would you.

#silentmothasks

[silentmoths]

No because..this has been stuck in my head FOR MONTHS. Let me set the scene lol A Reader x Zhongli one-shot.

Reader lives in Liyue and has a job as a package/message/etc delivery person and just either runs around doing their job or maybe uses a vision (I personally think Anemo would work best in this case but whatever you think is best!) and is pretty well known and liked in Liyue. Maybe Reader/Zhongli/both has crush on the other. How did they fall for each other? Would they get into a relationship? Smut?

You honestly have free reign of all the intricate details, I trust you! Your writing is PHENOMENAL!! You’re literally so good!! Thank you!!! :))

forgive me for attempting a different style/layout for this one but I feel like it's a perfect candidate!

Zhongli x Afab (fem pronouns) Reader

Fluff, getting together, lil bit o smut at the end ;)

How you meet:

You're just a humble delivery girl, honestly. Between your Anemo vision allowing you to jump much higher than your average person, and your skills with a wind glider (some call you the gliding champion of Liyue!!) you could get around the harbour far quicker than most, which made time sensitive deliveries your main forte.

You run into Zhongli, almost quite literally, when you'd been tasked at delivering last minute inscense to the funeral parlour. Usually it was the ferrylady you spoke to, but she was away today, and in her place stood a very tall, handsome consultant.

You dust yourself off, straighten out, pray your face isn't too red, and hand him the box of inscense required, he gives you his signature and thanks you deeply for arriving as quickly as you had, apparently the director had made a very rare mistake and had mistaken another batch of inscense for the ones required for a ceremony today.

It was no big deal, you even hand him your business card, lest it happen again, you'd always be around the harbour helping people.

How you keep meeting/ the first date?:

It doesn't exactly escape your notice that the wangsheng director seems to be making a 'mistake' with the stock every few days...how strange.

You'd never met her personally, but from what you'd heard prior, Hu Tao, for as eccentric as she was, always seemed to on top of things.

not like you were complaining, you still got paid...and you still got to see Mr. Zhongli. He was always the one waiting for you these days, smiling that same, sincere, warm smile as you arrive, sometimes on foot, sometimes gliding down from the pavillion, it depended on where you'd had to pick up whatever was required.

One day however, as you arrive, he's also recieving another order, huh, looks like he'd ordered lunch in today. He thanks the other delivery person before turning to you with an even warmer smile than usual.

"Ah, (y/n), I am to assume you're here to deliver the white sage?" "That I am, Mr. Zhongli! perhaps you should have Hu Tao double check her stocks..she seems to be making more mistakes than usual." you giggle, handing the package off to him.

"Perhaps, she's currently out at the moment however...would you care to join me for lunch? wanmin resteraunt's finest."

you cant even begin to stop your mouth from watering.

"O-oh, I shouldn't impose..."

"It's no imposition. I had originally ordered extra for the director, until she ran out shouting something about meeting up with Yanfei, so there is entierly too much for just myself."

Little did you know, this would become the beginning of a weekly ritual, eventually, Zhongli did stop making an excuse about Hu Tao, Insisting that you stop and take a short break with him when you could swing it instead.

one you were all too happy to oblige, spending time with him was a nice reprieve from your usual sprinting about town.

Getting serious:

Surprisingly, it's you who works up the nerve to ask him out on a proper 'date' about three months into your usual weekly lunch breaks with him, a grateful shopkeep had gifted you a pair of tickets to see Ms. YunJin's opera, and you'd taken a guess that it might be right up his alley.

Your guess had been very correct.

Zhongli meets you outside the parlour as you finish up for the day, unfortunately you just didn't have the time to get home and change, not with how busy the day had been.

You're so full of jittery energy as you both make your way to the pavillion, it was an unfortunate side effect of your job, everything was always so time sensitive that it took a while for your adrenaline levels to settle for the day.

Thankfully, Zhongli is there, easily looping an arm around your shoulders and pulling you close to his side, his own calm demeanour serving to bring you down a little faster...that and it was just kind of nice to be held.

your penchant for kind touch does not go unnoticed, and you find atleast one of your hands held gently with his own the entire night. He explains the nuances of opera that you'd never quite understood, and you find yourself smitten just listening to him talk, you could listen to him speak on the most mundane subjects and you'd still be enamoured.

He insists on walking you home after the show, it was dark out and he didn't want you running into any trouble. By now your own internal clock was screaming that it was time for bed, you were exhausted, and it was friday, which meant you finally got a couple of days off to rest properly.

Zhongli is, of course, a gentleman. Walks you to your door and waits with you until you can fish your key out and unlock it. You ask if he'd like to come in for some tea, but he declines, insisting you look exhausted, and that he did not wish to keep you awake much longer.

He doesnt pull away when you turn and, on your tip-toes, press a kiss to his lips and thank him for the night, that you hope you could both do this kind of thing again sometime.

Your kiss is returned with a soft, affectionate exhale and a promise.

Getting down n' dirty:

You weren't exactly sure what to expect when you first have sex with him. Honestly in your mind he could have gone either way, either a total gentleman, or an absolutely depraved, kinky creature.

Turns out? he's right down the middle.

He likes watching you squirm as he pleasures you, but despite the smirk and the mean glare, he's also murmuring praise and calling you beautiful, telling you how well you're doing for him.

he tells you to relax, easier said than done when his fingers are doing sinful things to your insides.

you can tell, by the way he snaps his hips as he thrusts into you, that he wants to go faster, to go harder, but he wont, not until you tell him to.

He was simultaniously all over you, engulfing and controlling in the best ways, but also attentive, aware of you and your desires and your pleasure.

It's just a good thing you were secretly a kinky depraved creature yourself, who has no problem begging him to go harder, faster, to leave his marks and to ruin you.

You wake the next morning to a home cooked breakfast, a cup of tea, some painkillers and Zhongli, still apparently basking in the afterglow of the night before, and more than happy to put you back together.

#Zhongli genshin #zhongli x reader #zhongli x reader smut #silentmothasks #moth is not silent #silentmothwrites

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Which genshin character(s) do you think is best at eating pussy? I vote for zhongli, yae and lisa. Maybe kokomi too

*cracks knuckles* LETS GO HEADCANON TIME For: Zhongli, Kokomi, Childe and Yae NSFW

Zhongli is 100% the teyvat pussy eating champion. He has age, experience and a stupidly long tongue on his side.

Even with new partners, dude knows exactly where to shove that tongue to get you screaming, it's like a sixth sense. Doesn't help his tongue is probably the length of your entire forearm at least.

When he decides to go down on you with his mouth, you're in for a wild ride, because he wont stop at one, hell, he wont stop even when you're crying and tugging at his hair so hard you might rip it out. He aint stopping until your brain flatlines.

Kokomi is our sapphic pussy eating champion. she honestly doesn't care if you drown her because she just enjoys watching her partner lose themselves and while she may not have zhongli's inhuman tongue on her side, she gives off the 'really flexible tongue' vibes.

She's also an experimentor, she'll bully the fuck out of your clit with her tongue until she learns exactly what gets you going the best, and she'll roll with that until you're screaming.

and if you happen to make a mess of your thighs after she's done? she's certainly got no qualms in cleaning you up after (with her tongue, of course!) Childe is agressive, as he is with everything. Him going down on you is messy, full of teeth and hands grabbing your thighs as he digs in. He has no real tact or pattern, but he's a listener, he notes what makes you writhe the most, moan the loudest, and he zero's in on those things like a man posessed.

He sure as shit aint stopping until he knows you're satisfied, whether that be after one orgasm, or twenty. He see's your pleasure as a battle, and he's going to win.

That being said, he knows he can be a bit rough, if the teeth marks littering your thighs are any indicator. Big scary harbinger is also very good at aftercare once his blood settles, so even if you're a little sore, he'll happily sit and cuddle, bring you food, drinks, ice packs, whatever his princess wants.

Yae is a bit of a bully, kind of like childe, she enjoys being a bit rough with her partners. This sly fox of a lady will tease you whithin an inch of your life, she has a sense, she knows when you're about to cum and thats when she pulls that sinful mouth away. this bitch will edge you for as long as she wants, you don't get a say. No matter how much you beg or plead or cry. She'll push you to the point your orgasm almost doesn't want to hit, and then she'll use just a little hint of electro, right on the tip of her tongue like an absolute sadist.

She only needs to pull a single orgasm out of you before you're barely concious, mind you, that orgasm took like, an hour at the very least to obtain. But you do wake up the next morning, swaddled in silk robes and soft blankets, a small plate of dango and glass of water waiting for you.

#Zhongli genshin #Kokomi genshin #childe genshin #yae genshin #Zhongli x reader smut #kokomi x reader smut #childe x reader smut #yae x reader smut #silentmoth writes #silentmothasks #moth is not silent

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I sometimes forget your an aussie and then i look at your moth and. Yeah. Wouldnt be weird if you saw one typing away. Hows the death part of the world looking today?

we'retransitioning into the cooler months and yet somehow my poor airconditioner is still working overtime, we have a problem in our area w snakes oh and no one can afford houses.

so like

average tuesday

#silentmothasks #its belial!!

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My turn to throw brainrot your way!! *yeet*

Now, at the end of the Lantern Rite Quest Hu Tao asks Zhongli to meet her at the Funeral Parlor later for something, right?

Imagine Hu Tao knows you have a gigantic crush on him and wants to be your personal wingman (you didn't ask and didn't have to ask... she just does it). You lead a small bookstore in Liyue that is always extremely busy during Lantern Rite. So, when Zhongli returns to the Funeral Parlor later he finds Hu Tao there, asking him to help you run your shop and carry some book crates for you.

Hu Tao was the one who had originally agreed to help you with stuff during Lantern Rite but being the cheeky woman she is, she sent your long-term crush to help instead. Try and concentrate on work now... hehe.

AJDKAHSFSAB but thats so on brand for hu tao I love it and I need some soft pining rn so EHEHE

Zhongli x Reader

its kinda fluffy, but really it's just fucking crack ig

You find yourself watching the fireworks from the terrace, beautiful and vibrant against the inky black sky.

You could have gone down to the harbour to watch them with everybody else, but you just didn't have the time...besides, you got a pretty good view from here anyway, why put yourself through the hassle of more people?

Once the last firework quietly fizzles out, you take yourself back inside to start cleanup. Things always got hectic in the bookstore during lantern rite, the bookhouse up the street had anything and everything, sure; but people had a tendency to flock here to buy out your stocks of adeptal stories.

Tales of the mighty, who aided Rex Lapis in his bid for a celestial seat, you always made sure to find out ahead of time of the theme, so you could stock extra stories on whatever adepti may be involved; but by the time the festivities come to a close, it looks like barbatos had thrown a hurricane through your poor shop.

Thankfully, Hu Tao, bless her eccentric soul, had offered to help with the new shipment of books that had arrived in the harbour, she was closer to the docks, and she knew you needed time to actually make the place not look like a disaster.

Speaking of, by the sound of the door sliding open, that must be her now.

You turn the corner, around a bookshelf to greet Hu Tao with a smile and another sincere thank you, when you step on a roll of paper towel, the roll slides and you and up on your ass with a dull thud and a loud groan.

"Are you alright?" a very distinctly not-Hu-Tao voice calls.

You try to shake the stars dancing in your vision as a gloved hand reaches out and you take it without much thought, being pulled to your feet; where you are met with- oh no.

Zhongli.

Immediately you feel your cheeks heat and your heartrate spike. What was he doing here? why was he so handsome? why did he smell so good?

Zhongli carefully reaches out to feel the back of your head, checking for any lumps as he repeats his question "Are you alright?"

"I-um...y-yeah I'm ok..." you finally manage to stammer out "Just a little tired I guess...it's been a busy few days.." "I can see that." The consultant chuckles, looking around the space. "Busy as ever in here I see."

"W-what brings you here anyway Mr. Zhongli?"

At first, he tilts his head, before a look of understanding graces his features.

"Ah, Director Hu has asked me to deliver these crates of books to you in her stead...I am assuming she did not inform you prior."

"No, No she did not." You sigh, cursing her silently. She knew, she absolutely knew about your stupid fucking crush on her consultant. "But thank you, I really appreciate iT-" As you finally balance out again properly and place your foot onto the ground, a sharp pain shoots up your leg, radiating from your ankle.

shit.

"Oh dear, seems that spill may have been worse than we thought." Zhongli mumbles, supporting you to a nearby chair and sitting you down, all while you just want to melt into the floor.

"I'm sure I'll be fine." You try to push "I have so much to do I cant just-"

Oh and now he was crouched by your injured ankle, gentle hands inspecting the swelling with such fierce concentration that your words die in your throat.

"The swelling is only minor, but best you take a rest." He murmurs, gently setting your leg up onto the nearby coffee table. "You've worked hard these last few days, it's time for a break."

He doesn't let you get up, insisitng that he can take care of the rest. Ignores your panicked squawking that no, this was too much for him and that you couldn't put him in such a positon after he'd already helped with delivering the new stock.

He ignores you, and you get to watch as he shucks off his long coat, folds it neatly, and gets to work.

It really should be illegal to be that handsome.

you would need to find the heaviest book in your store

and throw it bodily at Hu Tao.

#Silentmothasks #silentmothwrites #zhongli x reader #zhongli genshin #moths moots #its dust!!

[silentmoths]

Do you write poly reader inserts?? Would love some zhongli x ei x reader modern AU, foreplay/fluff ♥

ooooohohoho I've written properly exactly one polyship and that was a childe/zhongli/oc but HELL YEAH I suddenly got smashed with the idea hammer for this one.

Zhongli x Ei X Afab Reader

Modern AU, Smut, Morning/wakeup sex, mommy/daddy kink, vauge mentions of office AU as well.

How much time do we have?

Golden rays of sunlight had begun filtering in through the blinds, not that you could see them, that required opening your eyes. you could however, feel them, the warmth on your skin that made you want to groan and bury yourself further into the bed.

Bed was always there for you, no matter your mood or the weather, bed was eternal.

However, thats when you begin to notice something else, another warmth, one that didn't feel like it was being embued by the suns rays... no, this warmth felt like soft skin against yours, lips pressing to your neck, one hand rubbing languid circles across your chest while the other travelled lower, between your thighs, palming you through your underwear.

You groan quietly, trying to decide if this was reality, or another dream... if it was a dream, you certainly werent opposed.

However, as the touch grows heavier, you finally crack an eye, bleary morning vision slowly focusing on a shock of long, purple hair and pale skin resting so comfortably atop you.

"mmnh...ei?" you mumble, further questions ceased by her lips pressing to yours.

"He's in the shower... I thought he might enjoy coming back to something nice." She whispers, lips moving from yours to trace along your jawline, slim fingers finally working beneath the waistband of your panties, pulling a half-startled gasp from your lips.

Gods this situation was so... you still have no idea what you'd done to land it this lucky. You, that started out as a lowly intern at a thriving company, somehow being noticed by both the President and the CEO, which had led to not only a rather...fast tracked career as their secratary...but also this arrangement.

"mmh..mommy..." you whisper quietly, the name slipping out before you can even put a tamp on it, something you'd long since learned to stop doing. Even now, it makes Ei shudder, her fingers pressing a little harder at your clit as she quietly ruts against your thigh.

Both she and Zhongli respectively seemed to enjoy the new flavour of submissive you brought to their relationship, and who were you to deny the two most amazing bosses you'd ever had?

It's as your voice begins pitching higher, just as ei's mouth closes around one of your nipples that you hear it, the delighted hum of your other partner. Cracking open an eye, you find him, in the doorway, towel deaped loosely around his waist as he watches.

God, Zhongli had to be one of the most handsome people you'd ever had the pleasure of laying eyes upon, broad and masculine, sharp features, sharper tongue, hair that most girls would die for...and his eyes, gods you could lose yourself in his gaze all day.

Seems ei was right, the CEO very much enjoying the show he'd returned to, if the slow but sure tenting of his towel was anything to go by, only made worse when you reach out a free hand for him. He cracks as soon as you whine 'daddy' at him, and he's on you immediately, taking your hand in his as he slides into bed, towel thrown to the wind.

He smells like Glaze lillies and aftershave and that alone has you melting into him as he presses kisses to the other side of your face, his free hand gently running down Ei's back as she continues to grind against your shaking thigh with need.

"All this, just for me?" Zhongli damn near purrs "and who's idea was this?"

"E-Ei's..." you whimper in response, back arching as your hips attempt to push further into her hand. "W-woke up to this..."

"mhm...what a wonderful wakeup call it must have been, darling girl...perhaps we should wake you like this more often, hm? would you like that?"

You can only cry out in response, already wound so tight that words were beginning to fail you. The knot in your belly was getting tighter and tighter-

And then Zhongli's hand closes over Ei's wrist, gently pulling it away, and you cry, actually cry like a petulent child at them.

but the two only smile, Ei moving off your thigh to come and settle beside you, fingers intertwining with yours as you writhe and squirm.

"Easy now, little one." Ei murmurs into your hair, free hand smoothing over your shoulder. "Take your time... it will feel better."

you only whine softly, hips still pushing up into the air, desperately looking for friction, but both of your hands were currently being held captive by two supremely pretty people, and it wasn't fair.

"How much time do we have before we have to leave?" Zhongli asks quietly, coming to rest on your other side, his hips slowly rolling against your thigh. It takes a moment for him to register that the question was directed at you, the secratary who had to know all these things, so your gaze quickly flicks to the alarm clock.

"t-twenty minutes..." you sigh sadly, that wouldn't be enough time for the three of you to have your fun, get cleaned and dressed and out the door.

However your partners simply look at eachother a moment, a spark of understanding between them before they turn their beautiful, intimidating gazes back upon you.

"One rule you should know, little bird." Ei starts, her lips once again ghosting against your breast

"We are the bosses, we own the company. we get to come and go as we please, and you, our dear little girl, are our secratary, meaning you should be with us at all times." Zhongli suppliments, his warm, calloused hand returning to continue where Ei had left off, reigniting the smouldering flame in your belly as he leans down to press a soft kiss to your lips.

"We have time."

#Raiden Ei Genshin #Raiden Ei x reader #Raiden Ei x reader smut #Zhongli genshin #Zhongli x reader #Zhongli x reader smut #Polyship #Raiden ei x Zhongli x reader #Silentmothasks #silentmothwrites #moth is not silent

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a prompt : venti/reader but make it a hades/persephone AU where the (afab or gender neutral) reader is the hades and venti is the persephone 👀

ohohohoho So, I'll admit, this is not my area of expertise

enter, the wonderful, super smart and very kind @ainescribe who took pity upon my poor doofus ass and helped me brainstorm for this because not only have I not written venti in any real sense, but my grasp of greek mythology is loose at best (I was the egypt kid)

That being said, here you go friend, I hope I did your prompt justice! Venti X AFAB (fem pronouns) Reader

2k words, not proofread SFW, some angst, general hades/persephone kinda thing ig???

Long had the winds left your lands.

Long had it been since you had heard laughter, or birdsong.

And then one day, a lyre pierces the void of ash you called your dominion.

And you fell in love.

Barbatos was as fleeting as a hummingbird, floating happily through the breeze like a dandelion seed. Seemingly never stopping in one place, but spreading joy wherever he went.

Even to you, the goddess of ash, trapped within your dominion.

Gods and Mortals alike feared the Mare Jivari, your home. A seemingly endless plain of ash and smog, there was no joy or laughter here, nothing but death and grey. 

Just as you were, cold, grey, bitter. 

You longed for change, you longed for the laughter and the joy the mortals afforded other gods, but who would ever wish to see the goddess of ash? You had heard the rumours, of course; your mere presence was apparently enough to suffocate.

Not to barbatos, who approaches like a little green fae, zipping around with an inquisitive giggle.

He smiles at you, it’s a childlike, playful grin as he plays his lyre and stirs up clouds of ash with his breeze, and for the first time in centuries, you felt a spark, some joy.

Some hope.

You have nothing to offer him in repayment for his song, but he does not mind. He hands you an apple, fresh and shiny red, with a wink.

And in another gust of wind, he’s gone, and you’re alone once more. However in his wake he has left something behind in your heart.

You start by gently slicing the apple, its flesh is juicy and sweet, the flavour brings a tear to your eye, and you salvage every seed, his song having stirred the want- no, the need to do something, anything. 

And so you retreat into your sanctum, and you begin working. Toiling and moving, planting each seed. 

—

Only one of the seeds sprouts.

But that one sprout is now your entire world. 

Every day, you diligently clear it’s area of ash, you water and care for it, you cannot sing, but you can hum; so you do just that, humming the tune the anemo archon had once played for you.

You watch, as this sprout turns to seedling turns to sapling, growing stronger and larger with the passing months.

Slowly, you finally begin to build your dominion around this tree, you fill the area with pretty things, shiny rocks and little windchimes, things you liked.

Things you hoped he would like. 

You construct a protective barrier around this place, it was your most sacred after all. 

You had lost track of how much time had passed, years most likely, but eventually your little apple tree finally began to bear fruit; just like it’s mother fruit, the first apple is large and red, shiny and crisp and it makes every moment of toil worth it. 

With that, you send out a call. After all, it was Barbatos who had gifted you the mother fruit, surely, he would want to see what had become of it?

—

You remain hidden, when barbatos does finally descend, his eyes wide and shining with curiosity as he flutters around your beloved tree; he does not see you activate the barrier, and is unable to escape before the magics fall into place, trapping him within.

Only then do you see his smile fall, and it hurts your heart watching him attempt to leave, sad aqua eyes finally resting on you as he presses a hand against the barrier.

“Why?” he asks, voice shaking and quiet as you approach, pressing your own hand against his, this was your barrier, you could come and go as you pleased.

“I just…want to be together with you…” even to you, your reasoning sounds so weak.

But even the flightiest of wild birds would soon settle into their cages…so too would barbatos.

—

Even though he does not sing, does not play his lyre, Barbatos, or Venti, as he had asked you to call him, is a much beloved pop of vibrance in your otherwise grey world.

He doesn’t really attempt an escape, he knows there is no pushing past your magics in your own domain, but he does sit, forlorn in your apple tree. He flutters about like a lost little bird, and he’s beautiful to watch. 

Occasionally he would join you for some wine and something to eat. You would ask him about lands beyond your domain, and slowly, but surely, he would speak about them, he would speak about the rolling golden mountains of liyue, or the fluttering pink petals that always adorned the air in Inazuma, and of course, he would speak of the beautiful blue skies of his home, Mondstadt.

He could describe in such vivid details things you had never seen, would never be able to see, for you could never leave your home, not unless you wished to spread your horrid ash wherever you went.

He spoke of the other gods, of Morax, the god of geo and contracts; always too uptight according to the god of freedom.

He spoke of Rukkhadevata and her cunning kindness, always willing to help another. Of Makoto and her twin sister, Ei.

“Do you think…do you think we could have all been friends?” you ask him one day as you hang a new wind chime from a low hanging branch “if I did not always cause such a mess…?”

Venti tilts his head at you, and for the first time since his arrival, he smiles.

“I think so.”

—

As fall turns to winter, there is a chill that bites the air, but you are safe within your domain, warm and happy.

Venti is happy too, more often you find him strumming his lyre with a contented look on his face, he joins you quite readily when you enter the barrier, helps you shift the buildup of ash from within the confines with a gentle breeze.

Here he too, was safe from the winters bite, of the cold that sends most birds into hiding. Here he could play and laugh and sing without fear.

He’s waiting for you one day as you approach, smile on his soft face as he holds out a hand for you; a gesture you’d not seen before. 

It’s…scary, reaching out and taking it, it almost feels sacreligious, for someone such as yourself to touch a god as pure as he, but his fingers curl around yours and pull you forward. 

Dancing, you realise; he’s dancing with you. Spinning and twirling in circles around the apple tree, he’s laughing, such a bright sound in such a dreary world, you close your eyes and let yourself imagine as he twirls and sings, imagine his home, the green grass and the lush trees, the smell of grapes and brewing wines.

“You look so pretty when you smile, you know~” he lilts after a while, and you realise he’d been staring. 

No one had ever called you pretty before…

He makes a habit of it after that, calling you pretty, finding new ways to make you smile, from little things like wanting to braid your hair, to telling stories and reciting poetry and prose with you.

He says you actually have a lovely voice, and he would love to duet with you. 

But all good things cannot last forever. 

As spring slowly shifts into it’s full blossoming warmth, you hear news that Barbatos’ most loyal friend, Dvalin, was on a rampage, searching for his god and harming innocent mortals and settlements in his wake. 

You know that Dvalin would never come looking here, and even if he did, he could not pierce your barrier…but those innocent mortals whose lives had already been lost weigh heavy on your heart.

Venti looks worried as you slowly sit yourself at the roots of the tree, he comes fluttering down, his gentle breeze rattling the wooden wind chimes as he comes to a rest beside you.

“What has you looking so sad all of a sudden?” He asks, and you do not withhold what you know, you tell him of Dvalin, a dragon raging across teyvat and harming innocent souls, you tell him of the pain in your chest, everything slowly but surely rising to a head as the realisation hits.

You could not keep barbatos here. You never could have, and you never should have. 

The tears well and spill across your cheeks as you sob apology after apology. You loved him, you loved his presence and his laughter and his eyes and his smile.

But he was a god with people relying on him, he was the god of freedom, that you had kept trapped here for your own selfish gain.

His warm hands slowly take yours, and lips carefully press to your forehead, he’s still smiling at you, he should not be, he never should have, and yet here he is.

“Oh little dove, don’t cry…we can sort this out..” he murmurs, how on earth were you meant to sort out this mess? Keep him here and let Dvalin wipe out the rest of teyvat? Or let him go and be lonely forever?

As if reading your thoughts, he flutters up into your tree once again before returning.

“It seems your love and care has produced some beautiful fruits….will you share this apple with me?” 

You look upon the red fruit in his hand, watch as he slices it and offers a half to you.

“Think of this apple as a promise. Every winter I will return to you, I will stay here with you until the spring blossoms are fully in bloom, and then I will have to go again…but I will always return…” you can feel the weight and the power in his words, spoken like a true god.

Even before you agree, you’ve dropped the barrier keeping him here all this time and his smile widens. 

The fruit tastes even sweeter than you could have imagined. Only made better by the small, but sincere kiss Venti places upon your trembling lips. 

“Thank you, my little dove.”

“You…you promise to come back?” 

Venti’s eyes crinkle slightly as his smile widens and he gently plucks a feather from the tassel of his belt, tucking it into the braid of your hair.

“I promise.”

—

He should have expected it, but it does not hurt any less.

For centuries, he kept his promise, coming back to the Mare Jivari, a land his people feared most of all, to spend the winter in the warm, loving embrace of the goddess of ash. Every time he arrived, she rushed to him with a warm shout and open arms, and every spring, when it was time for them to part, it was always teary, but there was never any frowns, just last moments spent in eachothers arms, sharing the first, ripe apple of the season. 

He should have known things could never last like this. His slumber had been long, longer than he’d anticipated, and as soon as he’d woken there was a new matter to tend to, his old friend and companion: Dvalin.

Rampaging, like he had when barbatos had gone missing the first time, but now he rampaged due to the poison infecting old wounds, manipulated by an order who wanted to control him and use him to quell the people. He could not let this happen to his oldest friend.

As soon as ‘Stormterror’ had been calmed, and his gnosis rather forcibly taken, despite it not being winter, he still makes his way, a small bouquet of cecilia flowers in hand and an apology for the years of missed winters on his lips.

So when he comes across a single, wilted apple tree, in the middle of a barren, ashen wasteland, no longer tended to, and with a marker of volcanic stone lodged into the earth by it’s roots; he knows.

That does not make the pain of his broken promise any easier to bear. 

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