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spumonibones · 7 months
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ZhongChi No One Asked For
Collected from my Twitter. An assortment of ideas or headcanons that literally no one asked for and once you read them no, no returns accepted.
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If Zhongli went to Ningguang for advice on writing love letters, she'd show him the ones Beidou wrote her. They're vulgar & cheesy, clearly the sort of thing that'll dissuade a Fatui & nothing will come of it. Instead, Childe who's humor is a mix of a serial unaliver & immature teenager, laughs so hard he cries at the dirty limericks. Beidou is very proud of Zhongli, & Xiao just wants to know why Zhongli never asked the Anemo Gremlin (Venti). "Roses are red, Violets are blue, Your face is cute, And your booty is, too." This was the epitome of Zhongli's efforts. Beidou and Childe both agree, truly, romance isn't dead.
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Separately Zhongli and Childe are 100% competent, but whenever they're together they share a single brain cell.
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I like to think that the Zhongli/Tartaglia ship is both Zhongli & Childe discovering they're both demi & both are unable to compute. Like Zhongli just going to Ganyu, who has no idea he's Morax & he forgot because Childe has their single brain cell that day, & he's just like -
Z: Hey I wanna get down & dirty with an adorable killing machine & I've never felt this urge before what do? G: ...what. Z: .......I want to fu- G: Look I must advise you to not get intimate with a killing machine for liability purposes, now please leave.
(This was before I was made aware that yes, Ganyu do know.)
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On Childe and Zhongli's first date, things start normal enough. It's when afterwards, when Childe is leading Zhongli down an alleyway quietly as he can that the date stops abiding by, "normal."
Childe's eyes glow in the night & his smile is devious. Zhongli watches him paint a very poor rendition of a d*ck on the wall. Z: What are you doing? C: Art. Your turn! Thus, that night, many d*cks were painted upon Liyue's walls. Childe would often marvel at the detail Zhongli put into his. By morning, the two had parted, & Zhongli lay in his bed. It wasn't until the first scream of the Millelith that he could rest, relaxing knowing Liyue's people were still protected & that Childe was probably laughing. It was a good date.
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primofate · 3 years
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HI BESTIEEEE🧚‍♀️ i'm the anon who asked for the small chest s/o x childe! it can be either nsfw or sfw. whatever is best for you🤠 (maybe one part sfw and other nsfw, that would work just fine👍) THANKS AGAIN
You got it :D
Scenario: Fem Reader with a small chest x Childe
Warning: BOTH SFW and smut. Smut will be separated and you’ll see another warning. NOT proofread.
SFW Part:
You look at yourself in the dress. You stare at your reflection for a while. You twirl once, eyes furrowing. Something’s missing.
The dress hugs your waist perfectly, but you still don’t know why you feel so...insecure.
And then it hits you, your eyes trail up to your not-so-well-endowed chest. You just hate...HATE how small they were and then you see people like Ningguang walking around with their chins up chests out and it really doesn’t do a lot for your self-esteem.
‘I wonder if Childe prefers bigger...’ you start getting into that spiral of thinking about how inadequate you are. ‘Of course he does... Who wouldn’t? It’s sexy as all hell,’
“What are you frowning for sweetheart?” 
You flinch in surprise at Childe’s sudden appearance behind you, his arms suddenly encircling your waist and smiling straight at your reflection.
You can’t help but smile back, he has that effect on you. However, you just shake your head “Nothing, I was just wondering if this dress even suited me,” not completely a lie.
You feel his gaze on you, his eyes sweeping you from head to toe and a thoughtful sound escapes his lips. “It looks absolutely stunning on you,” and by the way his eyes shine, his look softens, you know he’s not lying.
Oh, how in the world did this man even choose you? You think, melting in his arms.
“Hmmm... So are you going to tell me what’s wrong?,” You blink up at him, alarmed because you thought that you’d conceal your disappointment quite well.
You think for a bit before looking down, playing with your fingers and starting nervously. “We-Well... Cause...” You glance up at your reflection again.
He’s surprisingly patient and waits for you to explain, also looking at your reflection curiously.
“...I’m not very...I mean, my chest... is tiny,” you feel embarrassed just saying it out loud. He only blinks at you until you throw your hands up and rant. “My boobs are tiny, okay? That’s what’s getting me. They’re... They’re like mosquito bites! I look like a man in this dress and....and... it’s ugly. Don’t you want them bigger?”
Childe chuckles, though not to mock you but because he thought it was cute how you worried about that. “You’re exaggerating a little there, sweetheart.” but he turns you around by the shoulders and tilts your chin up to look at him.
“But that is the furthest thing from the truth, again, you’re absolutely stunning. I don’t really care about that, besides...it’s adorable,” he smirks that smirk of his that makes you feel like jelly. 
“Every part, every strand of you is magnificent and I’m a bit worried that I haven’t made you feel that way, I’m not doing a very good job as your boyfriend then, aren’t I?” 
You are about to protest but he has wrapped an arm around your waist again and pressed a gentle kiss on your forehead. “Whenever you feel like that just come to me, I’ll make sure to keep your worries at bay,”
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“But you know... if you ask me honestly...” Childe’s voice dips and he pulls away a little to meet your eyes. “About the dress... It’s looks better...” his hand suddenly finds the zip at the back “...on the floor,” 
He slowly unzips it while leaning in to capture your lips in a more hungry kiss. You don’t resist and you don’t really know why. His kisses were always so intoxicating. So persuasive. 
He pulls away to whisper in your ear as he continues to unzip it, nearing the end. “Let me show you, how ravishing your body really is,” and the dress drops on the floor, leaving you in your undergarments.
He makes quick work of that too, joining the dress on the floor.
He kisses your lips, gently at first, his hand roaming up to your hips, gripping it tightly and pulling you flush against him. He pulls back only for a second, only for a breath and dives back in, this time tasting your lips as if he hadn’t eaten in days. His hand now trailing down to grab your ass, earning a surprised squeal from you.
He pulls away, a low chuckle under his breath at your reaction and mumbles, voice husky with desire “I swear you don’t even know how much you turn me on,” as if making a point, he turns you around, both of you now facing the mirror and his hard-on pressed against your back.
He uses his hand to force your head up to look at yourself in the mirror, and with his leg hooks a chair that was behind the two of you, dragging it closer, behind him. “Watch me worship you, Y/N,” You only whimper, feeling a pool of heat start to gather in between your legs as he sits down and maneuvers you over his lap, reflection still clear in the mirror.
He is so much taller than you, and his body encases yours. You watch as one of his hands trail up your stomach, and covers your entire right breast, his fingers moving expertly to pinch at your nipples. “Ch-Childe!” 
“Hmmm?” he teases, his other hand grabbing your inner thigh and pulling it open, then using his leg to keep it in place, freeing his hand to start touching your wet folds. “Oh? Wet already, Y/N?” 
There’s a slight squelch as his fingers start running up and down your folds and you lean your head back against his chest at the sensation but he yet again takes your face and makes you look at the reflection. “Uh-uh, you have to look, dearest.” He nips at your neck, “This is how I see you, beautiful and sexy,” 
Both his hands then give attention to your breasts, rubbing both nipples and gathering, squeezing what he could in his hands, “N-No, not too hard,” you whimper, watching as his grin just widens. “They might be small, Y/N, but they’re always so sensitive,” 
He dips his head sideways to capture one in his mouth, his tongue flicking the small nub and all you could see in the reflection is his tuft of brown hair. Electricity running through you. “Aaah!” and yet you don’t break your gaze from the mirror. 
“Ch-Childe! Please...” your other leg starts to open up and he complies, still latched on to your breast, now sucking on it as his hand sinks into your wet folds. 
“Nnghhh!” You feel a finger sink in and he’s deliberately slow with it. His slow but forceful sucking on your breast feels like an incredible vacuum and he switches to the other side giving the other the same attention. “M-More...” You feel the need push your hips forward and his chest rumbles in a low growl, pushing another finger in. 
His fingers start a steady in and out, you could feel it sliding in you and barely grazing your sensitive spots. “H-Harder... Childe!” He finally lets go of your breasts, picks his head up to look at your reflection. You’re flushed red and your legs are wide open for him. “Hm? Just a while ago you told me I was going too hard,” so he slows his pace on purpose, eyes glued to your glistening slit.
“N-No, please,” your hips wriggle again and his smirk is devilish. This time, he hooks his fingers up to touch at your sensitive spot and thrusts on it vigorously. His other hand joins to rub on your clit, the squelching sounds are loud now.
“Oooohhh!” You throw your head back, legs feeling like jelly, but he immediately stops, fingers just resting inside you. “Ch-Childe?” You pick your head up immediately at the loss of sensation.
“Look at the mirror sweetheart, or I won’t be continuing,” you immediately turn your head to your reflection just as his fingers slam back in. “Nnghhh-ah!” His pace quickens, your clit is on fire and you feel the sensations rolling over you wave after wave. “Ah! AhhHH! Y-YEs...C-cumming...!”
He starts rubbing your clit up and down, fingers at a steady in and out pace, ramming into your sensitive crevices. “CHildee, Mmmmm!” Your body starts to tremble and he knows you’re close, he dips his head in again to give your nipple a bite, the action sending you over the edge. 
“Aghhhhg! F-Fuck...” He doesn’t stop even when you release, the sensitivity of it has you squirming and a moaning mess in his lap but he continues until you completely ride out the wave of pleasure.
You slump back against him, chest heaving up and down at your release. He smiles down at your vulnerable form, his for the taking. “Well then, let’s continue in the bedroom, shall we?” 
He takes you in his arms and stands, and just before entering the room for what you think is going to be a long session, he gets a soft gaze in his eyes. “Y/N, you’re beautiful,” you look up at him, still blown away by the orgasm but sees the sincerity in his eyes.
“...and I don’t mind making you feel that every single day and every single second,”
Yeap, gunna be a loooooong day.
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