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versadies · 2 months

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in a world of boys, he's a gentleman! (various x gn!reader)

SALUTATIONS. in a world of boys, he's a gentleman!

ADDRESSED. alhaitham, zhongli, wriothesley, and neuvillette (x gn!reader)

STAMPS. the little things they do around you that remind you that chivalry is not dead <3

CONTENT. ooc!neuvi (?), ooc!wriothesley (?), fluff/no-angst, established relationships, possibly cheesy (i like cheese), and possible grammar errors. some of the things mentioned can be applicable to others!

POST-SCRIPT. can you already tell that these four own my heart? i love them sm ( >-< )!!! also made new banners for a change hehe

LINKS. masterlist \ taglist

Although ALHAITHAM is someone who prefers to focus greatly on himself and prioritizes his own well-being over others', that does not mean he is selfish nor inconsiderate. Which is why it is not far-fetched for someone like him to do the little things that proves the fact that chivalry is not dead.

Though of course, he does it in his very own way. You just have to be very observant to notice it.

For instance, whenever you two are sitting in front of the table, he’d cover the edge whenever you lean down to get something that fell from the table, ensuring that you don’t bump your head from the furniture and get hurt.

Another instance is when you’d rant on and on in his presence, thinking he’s not listening to you due to his earpieces that’s used to cancel out meaningless noises. When in reality, he’s actually listening to you — because to him, your words are always something of importance to him whether he’d admit that or not.

It doesn’t even matter if you’re talking about your day, complaining about prices, or even expressing your concerns over things you shouldn’t even be concerned about; he’d listen without a word if not necessary, because if it’s important to you, then it’s important to listen about it. Though of course, the only exceptions are when you’d actually talk about something he doesn’t care about, such as gossip.

Meanwhile, in the bustling marketplaces of Sumeru, there’s bound to be scammers preying on oblivious consumers, and Alhaitham sees to it that you won’t fall for such things. It’s partially one of the reasons why he always tags along with you whenever you shop for groceries or for other things.

If a scammer tries their shot, they’ll only be greeted by a stern warning glare from the scribe as you look through the displayed products, only for your lover to drag you to a more appropriate stall that’s much better than the suspicious one.

During the later stage of your relationship when you moved into his humble home, he made sure to have enough space for your things, and even sacrificed some of his own possessions for the sake of yours.

Speaking of sacrifices, there are also times when he’d sacrifice his leisure time that he values in order to hang out with you. Despite your assurances that he doesn’t have to spend time with you if he wants to be alone, he doesn’t care and still hangs out with you anyway.

In his perspective, it’s not a sacrifice, because spending his spare time with you is much better than spending it alone.

It’s the little things that remind you that he does care. Though, you couldn’t help but try and confront him about his actions since you want to hear it from his mouth.

When you do though, you’ll only get a deadpan look from him and a few words:

“Isn’t that the bare minimum of what boyfriends should do anyway?”

ZHONGLI is no doubt a traditional gentleman when it comes to not just you, but also towards anyone around him. Of course, you’re still special in his eyes. After all, you’re his darling gem who is above any other treasures that he’s come across in this lifetime.

He always checks up on your well-being with care and tenderness that often causes your legs to become jelly-like. He never fails to bring heat to your face from how sweet he is!

Like your average traditional gentleman, Zhongli gives you his coat as soon as he sees even a slight sign of you feeling cold from Liyue’s breeze, caressing your arms with his glove-covered hands while he’s at it. Not that you’re complaining, especially from how good his cologne smells from his coat that just made you a little in a daze.

He’s willing to open doors for you to enter first, no matter your gender. He doesn’t want your hands to get dirty from door knobs that have been through things that only Celestia knows what, so he insists that he shall open them for you. In a way, it sounded a bit over the top, but how can you say no to such a kind man like your lover?

He sees to it that you’re the first one to be seated before him, pulling out a chair for you before sitting next to you. It’s almost essential for him to sit next to you, as if you’re a light that he finds himself drawn to.

When it comes to eating together, he offers you a bite of his meal that he either made or ordered, wanting you to try the delicious meal that’s made with precision and passion and appreciate it with him (though it usually ends up with him giving you more bites of it like a grandma would to her grandchild). Whenever he does this, he makes sure to blow the food first before giving it to you, not wanting your tongue to get burnt by accident. He even goes as far as putting his hand beneath the spoon to ensure nothing will spill on you and your clothes.

Traveling is also to be expected when you’re with Zhongli, with you two visiting different areas of Liyue for a variety of reasons such as work, vacation, leisure time, etc. Whenever you two travel, he’s always there to give you a hand, especially when climbing up and going down.

He’ll even go as far as putting his coat down on the ground for you to sit on to avoid your clothes becoming dirty should you two ever need a break, not wanting you to get too exhausted from your trip.

Of course, we cannot forget how Zhongli has a sharp memory, so he knows the exact day for your relationship milestones and would never forget it. Expect him to celebrate things such as your first date-sary, monthsary, first kiss-sary, and the list goes on until you eventually tell him that most people (if not all) wouldn’t celebrate most of these things.

That doesn’t stop him from greeting you with such occasions though ^^

It’s clear to see that the consultant loves you dearly and wants the best for you. The same goes to his dear friends and peers around him, and you couldn’t be all the more grateful to have such a man like him as your lover. In fact, his amber-hue eyes that you always seem to lose yourself to shines much brighter when he’s kind.

“Why are you smiling? Is there something on my face?” He’d ask you when he catches you admiring him from your place.

“Nothing. I just want to admire how perfect my boyfriend is.” You sigh dreamily, looking at him happily. “How are you such a perfect spouse?”

He chuckles in response, now putting down his tea. “I beg to differ. Especially since the most breathtaking person in front of me is more worthy of such title.”

It’s no lie to everyone in the Fortress – both inmates and guards alike – that WRIOTHESLEY adores you, even if he wouldn’t outright admit it. Though his words are nothing but silent, his actions speak louder. Out of the very few people that the duke trusts, you’re the one that comes to mind, and the same goes for you towards him. He’s quite honored that you trust him enough to let him become your spouse, and what better way to express that than actions?

You’re rest assured that he always has tea saved for you whenever you come and visit his office. When you do, he always makes sure to pull out a chair for you to sit on, pour your cup with your drink of choice before pouring his tea on his own cup.

For a man such as him, he’s observant and is quick to notice when someone is uncomfortable – in this case, you. As soon as he takes note of your discomfort or uneasiness, he is quick to comfort you and assure you that all’s well as he either swiftly takes you away from the scene or finds a way to help you go through it.

With that in mind, Wriothesley understands if you find yourself preferring the world outside over the Fortress of Meropide. He gets it! He’s content with you just visiting whenever you can. He knows not everyone would be keen on staying in the stronghold prison for a long time, especially when they have no reason to besides visiting their spouse.

Unless you’re an actual criminal, then that’s when you entirely have no choice but be stuck in the fortress and with him until you’re free to go.

Speaking of criminals, danger lurks everywhere in Fontaine. You certainly can’t blame your lover for being quite protective with you, often telling you through his letters to be careful with going out at night and to not fall for any scammers or tricks by possible criminals that are still out there. He’s aware that you’re more than capable of protecting yourself from danger, but it doesn’t stop his worries even for one bit.

It’s not common for the Duke to come out from the Fortress and visit the city. When he does, there’s a huge chance that he’s seen with you, holding your hand as you two go on with your day as a couple. He does not show affection in public much, but that doesn’t mean holding hands would hurt!

To others, he always seems so calm and collected on his own, but in comparison to how he acts with you, he’s much more content and relaxed, as if he’s in a utopian paradise that he feels at peace in as your laughter and voice soothes his unfaltering spirit.

Should you ever ask for a mora of his thoughts from how distracted he was during your time spent together, you’ll only gain this response:

“Hm? Oh, forgive me for being distracted. You don’t have to worry about it.” He’d say casually, hiding the fact that he’s simply distracted from thinking about how much he wants this kind of experience to last forever.

Given that NEUVILLETTE is unfamiliar with human customs and feelings, the same goes for his unfamiliarity in the romance department. He didn’t think he’d end up courting someone, let alone form a personal relationship – especially since he avoids such things. However, you’re somehow an exception.

His experience in the court is unfortunately not enough to help him with his goal in winning your heart, yet somehow, he finds himself in a relationship with you. Though inexperienced and busy, he still has his perks that makes it up – such as his mannerisms.

Just like Zhongli, he’s quite a traditional gentleman. Not only will he help you sit down by pulling out a chair and remove your coat, he’d even make sure that none of your clothes, accessories, and even your hair would get caught in the furniture’s ornamentation to avoid the same inconveniences that he goes through in his daily life.

He tends to hold your hand when the two of you go through the seats of the Opera Epiclese to watch a performance, dragging you to the best seat in the middle of the front row as he helps you become comfortable. After watching your first performance together, he never thought that watching a performance could be so enjoyable when you have companions to share the joy with. Where were you in his entire life?

On another note, Neuvillette is the type to carry your bags whenever the two of you go shopping or when he sees you holding something heavy, wanting to ease your burdens and struggles swiftly as he insists that he should help you. You should be able to have your hands free like a dove in his perspective.

It shows that he’s willing to help you with anything you need, whether it’d be giving wise advice, getting something, lending a shoulder for you to cry on, and anything else so long as it eases your struggles.

Given that he’s still exploring human customs and feelings, he entrusts you to guide him through it, and this means that he’s open with new things that he hasn’t tried before so long as it doesn’t clash with his busy schedule.

He doesn’t mind doing particular activities with you, be it pot-making, watching documentaries, playing classic games, and the list goes on! If he has you by his side to try everything, then he’s okay with it all.

Speaking of activities, Neuvillette has taken a liking for walking in the rain. He even fantasizes about going out into the rain, wanting to feel the raindrops pouring on him as he walks down the streets of Fontaine.

Despite enjoying such joys, that doesn’t mean he doesn’t consider your comfort with the weather. Knowing how humans are with not wanting to become wet from the weather, your lover is there to help you in holding an umbrella that he’d bring should he hear any forecasts of rain beforehand.

He makes sure that the entire umbrella is on you and stays that way, and he simply wouldn’t forgive himself if he sees even a few drops on your clothing that he could’ve prevented despite your assurances.

If you ever expressed your concern of him getting drenched and possibly sick from the rain, he’d simply reassure you that it’s nothing to worry about, telling you that he does this very often whenever it rains.

“Don’t worry about me, ma moitié.” He says with a tender gaze as he continues to walk side by side with you, holding the umbrella above you. “I will not get sick easily from the weather, nor do I mind having my clothes drenched. I want you to worry about yourself more.”

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dreamerinthemoonlight · 4 months

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Genshin Guys on Your Birthday (Zhongli, Kaeya, Neuvillette, Wriothesley)

Y'all are getting two posts today. This one now and one from my blog at it's usually scheduled time.

On another note, Happy Birthday to Me!

CW: None, fluff, slightly suggestive in Kaeya's

Zhongli x gn!reader, Kaeya x gn!reader, Neuvillette x gn!reader, Wriothesley x gn!reader

Zhongli

he goes all out on your birthday

Not in a tons of presents kind of way, but you know he spent quite a bit on your birthday present.

I mean, he's a stickler for quality in general, it's just worse on your birthday (don't worry, tartaglia heard it was your birthday and was happy to donate top the cause)

He makes you breakfast in bed (your favorites), schedules lunch at whatever restaurant you want, and cooks you your favorite meal himself for dinner

Depending on your personality he helps H Tao with the planned birthday party or helps you avoid it like the plague

After dinner the two of you curl up on the couch and cuddle until bed

Kaeya

Your birthday is a huge deal and nothing will ever convince him otherwise

For the most part, when he's around you he lets that charming face drop. Not today.

He goes all out. Makes sure you have a big birthday party.

He enlisted Klee's help, so there's a chance something got blown up in the process, cough cough the good hunter stove but the result was a very bright and lively venue

The picnic happens early. After all, there is a kid attending and he has plans for later

Said plans include a picnic (with your choice of drinks, alcoholic or otherwise) and fireworks

He basically begged Jean to let him order B-Day fireworks from Yoimiya, though it didn't actually take that much work. Any kind of collaboration with Inazuma is good in her eyes, and Jean is fond enough of you, it was no issue. (she's also very glad that Kaeya didn't enlist Klee in making the explosives. Yoimiya, she trusts. Klee, not so much.)

And of course, Kaeya does his very best to make sure your satisfied in other ways. If he has his way, you're not walking home. Not that he doesn't mind carrying you. After all, it would be his fault you're boneless and on cloud nine.

Neuvillette

Let's be honest, Sedene thought he was going to have a heart attack in the days weeks leading up to your birthday

Sure, he's dealt with Furina's birthday and his is a public holiday or sorts, but that's not the same as it being your birthday

This is the first time he's celebrated a birthday that isn't a holiday, so he's a bit at a loss as to how to celebrate it

After some research, he figures out that sweets is going to be part of it, but presents? Birthday party? What the heck?

After some thought he enlists both the help of the Melusines (who would be very upset if they didn't get to help) and several humans. Navia in particular was a huge help. (And Wriothesley for making sure to remind Neuvie that Melusines should not be in control of dinner. Neuvie is very smart, but he has a weak spot for the Melusines and they certainly volunteered for the job)

Overall it was the most...interesting birthday party you've ever had. A combination of Melusine and Human decorations, fireworks, and every friend you have. And, of course, the best, most expensive water Teyvat has to offer

Neuvillette plans this for earlier in the day --he decided that taking the day off would be appropriate Wriothesley and Sedene's idea as well so he has time afterward for a more private

The two of you leave the city for the afternoon and walk around the countryside or go swimming. Simply content to spend the time in each other's company. It 100% rains, but that's not unusual

That evening he takes you to an expensive restaurant and gives you the gift he spent far too long picking. It was worth it to see your face though, lighting up like a child. You don't care if your in public when you give him a long, deep kiss in thanks, with a secret vow to make sure his next birthday is even better than he made yours

Wriothesley

Birthdays with Wrio are pretty chill affairs

He makes sure you have time to open the gifts sent from the over world, from the inmates, and from Sigewinne, but after that, no one should expect to see you for the rest of the day and most of the night

Whether it's running around the wilderness, going to the Opera (if the show of the day isn't a trial), or just walking around the city

He's also pretty unsubtle about trying to buy you a bunch of pretty stuff. You're his s/o, he thinks you deserve the world, and at least on your birthday you're willing to let him

But mostly, his gift to you is time and attention. On your birthday it's all about you

If you decide half way through that you want to go home and spend the day just hanging out there too, that's fine by him

And when you go back, only to stumble into the surprise party the inmates and Sigewinne spent the say putting together, well you don't believe it one bit when Wrio said he had nothing to do with it

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myntrose · 1 year

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𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊redemption𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊

ft: Zhongli x gender neutral! Reader

cn: hurt no comfort :D, sagau/imposter au! , golden blood au! , mentions of blood and attack, attempted execution, use of Zhongli's archon name, slighty cultish theme, grammar

a/n: y'all the absolute CHOKEHOLD that sagau! has on me is insane (;´༎ຶД༎ຶ`) i wrote this with spite due to zhongli never coming home to me. y'all i've lost 50/50 to his all banners t-t

word count: 731

song on replay: Shinunoga E-Wa by Fujii Kaze

"...goodbye~ Oh don't you ever say bye bye, yeah"

He knows he doesn't have the right to be jealous. He knows that the the heaviness is heart is something he deserves, a sliver of punishment he must feel for causing you all the pain and suffering you endured.

To this day, months after the incident, he can still feel the blood, your golden blood, on his hands. It's ironic, really. Zhongli, or Morax, the God of Contracts, the God of War. Everything he did was in your name. As the oldest amongst gods and mortals, he always prided himself as your most loyal follower. He strived to protect your name against blasphemy.

In his nightmares he can still hear your voice. The tremble of your pleads. The shaking "please, spare me" and "mercy".

more utc!

This is just a dream, you told yourself. You were sending your day like you do most others. Following the same routine, passing by the same buildings and houses like every other day. Nothing seemed off, until you awoke from your sleep to realize that you were no longer in your world.

Maybe you would have felt excited. In Teyvat, you could have had a chance to meet all your favorites, all your comfort characters. After all, everyone treated the Traveler, an outsider from another world, well. What difference would it be as another outsider as yourself?

Your breath grew heavy, and your feet started to drag along the earth below you. How did you even get to this position? All you wanted was to find a friendly face, perhaps Amber or another one to the Knights of Favonius.

Running from Mondstadt to Liyue was no easy journey. While it was the people who were after your head, you could only thank whatever force allowed for the other creatures to stay away from your path. The hilicurls never seemed to notice you; the slimes would sometimes lead you towards places to hide.

You hoped the people of Liyue would give you a different welcome than those of Mondstadt. In a way, they did. In Monstadt, they gave you a chance to escape. Here, they didn't.

The ever so busy streets of Liyue were crowded once again, but now for a different reason. Zhongli happened to be amongst the crowed, when the Tianquan herself announced the situation before them.

"We have the traitor here, the one who dares impersonate the Divine Creator"

With that alone, Zhongli came out of hiding and announced himself once again as the Archon of Geo. How else was he, the creators most devoted acolyte, suppose to bring this traitor to justice?

His spear, the Vortex Vanquisher, the weapon you spent months saving up for, was pointed directly at your head. You've survived this long, all to die at the hands of the character you've cared for the most. Morax granted you the luxury of saying your final words. He expected you to cry out for mercy, but was met with something that left him frozen.

At this point there were no more tears for you left to cry. Tired and exhausted, you look up at him. Moving carefully, you lift your hands towards the weapon inches to your face. Even with such a weak grip, the spear cuts into your hand.

"I would rather die at your hands than that of a stranger"

Morax backs away from you, his polearm falling to his side. It was easy to mistake the gold color on the tip of his spear to be the shine of the sun illuminating the ore that made it. But Morax knew what the golden glint was.

Time may heal all wounds, but it doesn't erase the scars left behind. Zhongli has tried his best to redeem himself. He knows he is the least deserving to be at your every call. Even so, he feels that he's more fit to serve you than those fools from Sumeru.

He can't help but feel his heart drop whenever you dismiss him, when you tell him his services aren't needed. But what hurts him more is the visible fear in your eyes whenever he gets a bit to close.

No, he refuses to be the reason why you don't feel safe. He refuses to be the one you fear. He'll redeem himself, he swears. In one way or another, he'll show you that he deserves to be at your side.

zhongli bby pls come home

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mirangel · 4 months

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Thoughts on Poly Zhongchi? These two powerful men with you squished between them, Zhongli praising you and Childe teasing you to hell and back. Hmm, just curious on your thoughts.

Also curious if I could be 📺 Anon, teehee

the duality of zhongli and childe !

cw: established relationship, praise, teasing, dry humping, biting, mild breeding kink, gn!reader

written by a minor, dni if uncomfortable

“Don’t squirm too hard, gonna make me hard.” Childe whispers into your ear behind you, his arms wrapped around your waist possessively. Zhongli peppers kisses over your face, making eye contact with you all the while. Both men press themselves against you, Childe’s hands gliding on top of your hair, leaving hickies on the back of your neck. “Look at me, sweetheart.” Zhongli coos, tilting your chin up with his finger.

Childe lazily bucks his hips into your ass, throughly impatient with the slow pace Zhongli has set. “My, Childe has grown desperate, hasn’t he?” He chuckles, seeing how the Snezhnayan’s eyes screw shut, letting out concealed moans at the friction. “Fuck, it feels so good… Gonna let me fuck you first, treasure?” His breath is labored, leaning in to bite your shoulder, not too hard of course.

Zhongli presses his lips against yours, his draconic tongue coiling around yours to suck on it. His amber eyes bore into yours as you make out, and his eyes crinkle with amusement when you let out a whiny moan from Childe’s stimulation.

“Gonna fuck you full, you’ll be feeling me and Zhongli for days.” Childe thoughtlessly rambled, biting his lower lip as he continued to thrust against your ass. “So good for us, dearest. Let us make you feel so good.”

They moved you on your bed, and good couldn’t even describe how they made you feel that night.

sorry this is kinda short my brain was FRIED thinking about this and the thoughts were literally everywhere RAHHHHHHHHH

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yourlocalstranger123 · 11 months

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—PRAYER—

Version 1

Version 2 [you're here]

Warning: SFW/slight NSFW

As the Creator and God, you can clearly hear every prayer for you. You even hear some gods pray to you, too. Although you've had some...certain prayers said to your name...

Morax/rex-lapis praying to support him in wars and etc. Morax/rex-lapis under a tree, trying to get friction, resisting the urge to close his legs as he palms his bulge while chanting your name. Zhongli, on his knees. Praying that Liyue will be safe and protected by your blessings. Zhongli on his bed, twitching, saying prayers to do things to him, asking for forgiveness, saying that he deserves your punishments for being so shameful. Edging himself since you would've done that to him as a punishment.

Childe, praying for power and strength and to protect his family. [Might also pray for bloodshed-] Childe, leaning against the wall, biting his lips to refrain noises and kept saying your name over and over. Head thrown back as he came.

[That's all I have for now, so please down hunt me down and hurt me 🥲😅]

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jhuzen · 1 year

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a bath and a contract [m.reader]

just the inherent homoeroticism of discussing your contract with the god that presides over it while he watches you bathe

“Morax, it’s high time that we terminate this contract, do you not think so?”

Suddenly, the tea that Zhongli has been consuming felt relatively weak in taste as your words caught him off guard. His movements halted just as he was about to take a sip from the cup of tea that he nursed since your meeting.

Just like that, the night seemed colder and the moon that peered through the passing clouds became dimmer. He gripped the handle of his teacup at your sudden proposition, yet he refused to give into this damning suggestion of yours.

His golden eyes trained towards your form, unclothed, as you continued to float through the shallow waters of some random pond in the vast land that he ruled over. It was a place you often favored bathing in when Cloud Retainer opted shoo you away from her private sanctuary.

He watched as you gently caressed yourself after you cupped a water into your hand, his eyes never leaving the way the droplets of water ran from your chest down to your toned abdomen, joining back where it belonged as it dripped down to the rippling fresh waters. You were molded to your creator’s liking, as you said and you were simply breathtaking to him.

This became a frequent occurrence upon your descent. You were someone not of this world, you told him outright upon the moment he let you in his humble abode to also take a bath, as that was your preferred activity. But you expressed your love to be with the nature when you do so, resulting into this arrangement.

You would venture out until you find the perfect body of water to cater into your self-caring needs. You demanded the best and for some reason, the former archon bent and caved into your wishes in his years of reigning. Zhongli as Morax all those years ago felt compelled to join you in your little search. And at the present, every time you would dip yourself into these bodies of water, despite no longer being Morax himself, he could feel you here, in his land.

It felt like a gentle caress that went through the blood in his veins.

The search went on for a good while until you ended up in this favored spot. Somewhere entirely remote (save for the light hisses of monsters you could hear getting lost in the wind), and when he was not busy back when he was Liyue’s god and now as a mere consultant, Zhongli would join you.

At first, all those centuries ago, he merely was around to keep an eye on you — you were after all someone who’s akin to a stranger, not just to him, but to the entirety of his world. That, and Guizhong urged him to take part into your activities (she told him she loved spending time with you, and so desperately wanted to never come back into her responsibilities when you do so with her).

And then it became more than that. With a contract that you signed with your blood, you were bound to him until it is terminated by either of you.

“Morax,” you softly croon and he was quick to pull himself out of his stunned trance. “Did you hear what I said?”

Of course he did. He was only questioning how you were able to even gain the audacity to propose such a thing. It was a horrendous thought to entertain and while you were a man of many… incredulous suggestions that he so often took, this one, he cannot honor.

You were bound to him. You sealed a contract with your blood, something you said you did back in your homeland. You wounded yourself for him and asked nothing of return. He was the one to propose your arrangement and all he did was abide by your customs in honor of showing respect to your traditions.

The day he lost his many comrades, the day he lost his dear friend, the ever so benevolent Guizhong to that horrific war, you were there. You did not fight as this wasn’t your world to begin with, but you offered him comfort, enticing him day by day to make the choice and keep you by his side through his own terms as the god of contracts.

And you obliged with a smile, so carefree, like you also didn’t lose Guizhong and the many other gods you managed to befriend back then.

After all these years, with Liyue being in a much more prosperous era as the humanity he oversaw flourished, now that you and him rested easy, you wanted to break the contract?

Why?

He couldn’t control the way his eyebrows deeply furrowed as he chose his response carefully. Zhongli was perturbed, obviously, why would you even bring it up now? Was it… was it because of an outlander’s exploits?

The traveler that saved Liyue was not of this world too. Did perhaps, the traveler invoke feelings within you that prompted you to want to go home? Is that it? But you’ve been by his side for so long now and helped him rebuild Liyue into an even better nation with your own inputs. You’ve been around for so long that it didn’t feel as though you were an outlander.

Zhongli was even confident enough to say that he forgot you weren’t from Teyvat, that you weren’t some Liyue citizen that he happened to meet.

“Do you have any problems with our contract?” He asked, and he noticed it was barely audible. But you heard. You always do. You hear his quiet scoffs, you see his subtle jaw-clenching, you feel him just as much as he feels you.

“Hm? Not at all.” You walked nearer to where he sat, just a few meters away from the pond, sat in a blanket with all his teacups. You stopped as the water went to your waist, just enough to cover you from the waist down. You relished in his stare, suddenly meek and muted.

Both you and him knew how much he loved watching you bathe. It was something so intimate that you only had for yourself and he was mesmerized by the way you cared so much for yourself, it was a love so palpable, even he couldn’t help but envy the you that you cared so much for.

“Then why do you propose such an idea?”

You tilted your head as a huff of laughter escaped you, “Because I believe our contract all those centuries ago requires that I am to be with you until your dying days.”

The way your skin glistened against the moonlight was invigorating in Zhongli’s eyes.

“As far as I am concerned, Morax is no longer alive.”

Your words however, were not singing melodies in his ears.

“And yet you call me with the name of a dead archon,” your laughter echoed at Zhongli’s statement. He was always so genuine and serious that hearing him speak in such a coy tone is nothing short of amusing. “Though do tell, [Name]. Why do you insist on breaking the contract?”

Your smile didn’t waver as you ran your fingers through the clear water. Why did you even bother trying to cover yourself from the waist down when you already knew Zhongli could see all of you with just how clear the water is?

“I believe it has something to do with the relief I see in your face, Zhongli.” So now you refused to call him Morax… Zhongli could not be more disturbed. Does that mean you’re finally rejecting the version of him that you made a contract with?

“Would you care to elaborate?”

You looked up and met his golden eyes, shining with curiosity. “Much after my beloved fellow outlander’s achievements in Liyue, I’ve seen something I have not seen in your eyes before — the raw feelings of utter bliss and relief… you’ve always revered the people of your land, but even before you ‘passed’ I could see the uncertainty within you. But now, you are confident.”

Zhongli found himself tearing his eyes away from the gaze you held and maintained, “So now you wish to put unease within me by terminating the contract?”

The laugh you belted out could’ve woken any nearby living being, but Zhongli was much too overcome with negativity. Were you toying with him? Or were you truly hoping to pull away from him?

“Zhongli, my contract with Morax stipulates that I am to be by his side until the day he dies. More than that, other than his death, my contract is only then fulfilled when I see for myself that Morax no longer needs me.” Still with an intact smile, you presented your argument. “And I see it, clear as the skies, that you can finally be on your own. I believe I’ve realized that the day you died.”

He took offense to that — is that how you see it? That he can be on his own now?

Did you even consider that perhaps he wanted to be selfish for once and gave up his role as Liyue’s archon, so that he may live with you without the aching responsibilities of one? He wanted to spend his days like you do — merely enjoying the wonders of life, and he wanted to do it with you. To traverse the world without worrying so much about his people, like you didn’t worry about your troubles.

He wanted to live the life you were living with you and only you.

He placed his teacup down and heaved a sigh, brooding and low before raising his head to meet your eyes that never left him, “If that is what you wish… then I suppose terminating the contract won’t cause an offense that warrants divine punishment.”

Your chortle tells him a lot — that you know he doesn’t have the heart to do that to you either despite being the god of contracts himself.

A golden aura wafted through Zhongli’s fingers and soon appeared a rock, resistant through the weathering and erosion. You could see your blood into it, smeared and dried. It was not a contract of paper as that wasn’t exactly how you did things back in your homeland. The one to propose the contract is to provide an object of importance to them while the one to agree seals it with their blood.

Zhongli’s frown was evident as he looked at the rock in his hand. It withstood every natural phenomenon and stayed as it is the day you and him made your contract. Only for several centuries to come for it to be crushed… much like these blooming feelings of his.

“Do you have any objections to this termination, [Name]?”

“It would be foolish of me to even have one.” You laughed, completely humored at the thought of being the one to object to your own proposal. “Do you?”

He desperately wanted to say yes, that it was not alright. But the terms of your contract were clear and concise. It ends when he dies, or when it becomes clear that you’re no longer needed by Morax’s side. And he needed you, but he was no longer Morax, he was just Zhongli from that point on. He couldn’t exactly violate it, and so he shook his head.

Easily with his strength, he crushed the rock in his hands, watching it crumble into nothing but smaller pieces and dust.

Zhongli couldn’t even fathom the nudging ache in his chest when he saw the way your eyes lit up in delight upon the termination. But he couldn’t look away when you finally rose from the water. Suddenly, this intimate moment dissipated into nothing but a sorrowful meeting.

He could no longer watch and enjoy the sight of you when you came up to him, completely lacking of any clothing.

And yet he easily caved when you pulled him up to stand. He looked at anywhere but you, opting to stare somewhere distant over your shoulder.

“Now that I am granted my freedom, under the guidance of the long gone god of contracts, I hope to form another contract with a man going by the name Zhongli.”

Zhongli blinked owlishly as he finally looked at you. Surprise overtook his features as his eyes raked into the cheeky grin plastered on your face, “How… do you mean?” Suddenly, he was breathless and he could hear the thumping of his heart.

“To this I offer nothing but my being to this apparent… mortal man. I, [Name], propose to this man an endless life of nothing but venture and care. ” He almost laughed when you looked up at the stars, “May the blessings of Rex Lapis reach us and hope that an agreement to this proposal will be reached. ” You said, as if you really were asking from the god of contracts.

The former archon didn’t even notice when he gave a wet laugh at your actions.

“Tears aren’t blood, dear, but I suppose to this, I can accept it as a way of sealing this contract.” You murmur softly before brushing away some of the tears that threatened to come out of his eyes. And by gods, he hasn’t cried in eons.

Zhongli’s mind was at peace. The moonlight obstructed by your form was much like the way these tender feelings of his overshadowed the grief he knew he was about to experience when you terminated the contract with him… or rather, Morax.

“Rex Lapis would frown upon you, weary outlander… making contracts without so much as dressing up for the occasion.”

“I should hope he overlooks this measly outlander’s mistake then.”

And he would, after all, how could he refuse the terms you’ve set upon this new contract?

#genshin impact x male reader #zhongli x male reader #zhongli x gn!reader #genshin impact x gn reader #jhuzen’s stupid one shots

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staarri · 7 months

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it’ll be quick

zhongli, neuvillette x gn!reader

w. implied relationship, gender neutral reader, not proof read (we die like caribert), implied short(?) reader, height difference, a tad bit suggestive for neuvillette wc 1.1k

where you ask them for a favor, and they cant bring themselves to say no

﹢﹒ zhongli

another drowsy evening for the city of liyue. plenty of people coming back to their homes, children that were once playing on the streets are now running back to their parents, and the lights start to become the city’s only source of guidance—aside from the stars and the slowly descending sun.

zhongli was walking around, his gloved hands behind his back, holding each other. his ponytail moving from the wind, along with his coat. although he isn’t walking that fast, it is quite a windy day.

you were about to do a few errands for hu tao. a handful of them being difficult, as she wanted you to collect a few things in a forest you decided never to enter after the test of courage you attended last year with chongyun.

you spot your boyfriend, zhongli, just walking around in the streets, doing absolutely nothing. so, you decided to do something you did best: annoy him.

with slow steps, you walk towards his back and give his shoulder a tap. he looks to the wrong direction, before turning right and facing you.

“dear, i did not expect to see you here. isn’t it your rest day today?” he asks, tone soft and worried. zhongli rests his thumb on your cheek, pinching then pulling it—but not too hard that it hurts you. he just likes the feeling of it, plus, you look so adorable whenever he does it anyway.

he adores the way your eyes shine whenever he looks at you. even if its because of the sun, the lamp, or the streetlights, he likes seeing you looking up at him.

“‘li, thank god i found you. i just came back from the parlor, i was helping hu tao out with a few things.” you say, smiling. you bring his hand to yours, then raise your feet so he can give you a quick kiss on the forehead.

“…speaking of, are you busy right now?” you ask. thinking about the best idea you’ve ever had, because there is no way you are going to enter that forest again.

zhongli shakes his head, and lets out a hum of disagreement.

“you have plans, my love?” he asks, the corner of his lip curling into a small smile. he thinks you’re going to ask him out to dinner.

okay, well, now you feel a pinch of guilt in your heart.

“no.. sorry, but we can eat out when this is finished. i, uh, its actually a little stupid.”

“tell me, i promise i won’t laugh.” he says, chuckling.

your eyes wander around, thoughts going into your brain all at once.

“hu tao asked me if i could get a few flowers and plants in wuwang hill..” your feet start to kick the ground, feeling a little embarrassed by this request.

“arent you terrified of that place, dear?” zhongli asks, eyebrows raising in confusion. why would hu tao send you to that place if she knew you hated it there?

“yeah! exactly—so, i, um… thought it would be, like, okay if i asked you to do it instead?” you look at him with pleading eyes, your mouth in a small, awkward smile.

he brings his lips back to your temple, giving it another kiss. you can feel him smile against your skin.

“im sure it wont take long, please?”

“fine.” he laughs, his lips still ghosting over your head. “but, you have to promise me we’re going to wuwang hill together next time. okay? need to get that fear out of your pretty head.”

﹢﹒neuvillette

surprisingly, todays weather forecast for fontaine was said to be clear blue skies with a bright sun. your boyfriend was out for with the traveler today, he said it wouldn’t take too long and he’d be back by lunch.

you sat in his office chair, a few dishes you’ve just cooked rest on the table. you check the clock, 12:23.

resting your head on the palm of your hand, you begin to wonder how you’ll be asking him this. a folder of papers in your hand, all errands that your boss has asked you to finish and hand in before tomorrow. it was assigned last week, but, being the procrastinator you are, you “forgot”.

you knew neuvillette was good with paperwork, i mean, its his job, is it not? and it was all basic things anyway, you just couldn’t bring yourself to do it yourself since the thickness of the paper was so intimidating.

you hear the front door click open, and you quickly snap out of your daydreams. your goal? get neuvillette agree to help you out with the paperwork without getting too mad. definition of help? for him to do all of it.

he walks in the office, letting out a deep sigh as he takes his shoes off and setting them aside. then, he smells the scent of his favorite meal. he lights up at the sight of his favorite person, you, and a cold glass of water. of course.

“all this for me, sweet thing?” he asks, clearly surprised with the sudden gesture. you nod eagerly.

neuvillette gives a small smile. exactly what he needed right after a few tiring hours of chatting.

but immediately, he senses that something’s amiss. you wouldn’t prepare him food—no, you do prepare food for him. the thing is, you’ve filled his whole desk with dishes! each a from a different reigon in teyvat.

“what is it?” he laughs, already seeing through you. you’re so easy to read after all.

you held the folder behind your back, perhaps he noticed you were hiding it from him? or maybe he heard the light shuffling? either way, you’ve been caught, time to come clean.

“so… i got a few assignments from last week, and i don’t understand half of it?” you smile, trying to convince him to help you.

he chuckles, a hand to his mouth. “you mean; i forgot to do them. right?”

your eyes widen, cheeks feeling warm. god, why’d he have to be so smart?

“uh… yeaaah?” you say, in the worst possible way possible. its obvious you made up the lie earlier.

“figured as much, you wouldn’t prepare me this much food unless it was a special occasion.” neuvillette goes to your side and gives a quick peck on the cheek.

“by special occassion, i mean you asking me for a favor. dont think i can’t see through you, little fox.” he teases, then goes to another chair and starts to take a sip of the soup.

“ill do it,” he says inbetween sips. “but you owe me big time, lovely. maybe you can make it up to me later?”

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lumenlilies · 2 years

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Foolish Hearts

pairing: zhongli x gn!reader

cw: angst/comfort(?), fluff, mutual pining (kind of?), probably ooc xiao and zhongli

word count: 1.9k

summary: after getting your confession rejected by certain funeral parlor consultant, you take a visit to wangshu inn to see xiao. he isn’t impressed by the current situation presented to him.

notes: i’ll probably edit this since it’s been so long since i’ve written something. i’m sorry if it’s absolute shite. nonetheless, this is a super self-indulgent fic and i hope you enjoy it as much as i’ve enjoyed writing. cheers!

“He’s a fool.” Xiao murmured as he ate the almond tofu prepared by you.

“Huh? What do you mean?” Your eyebrows furrowed as the yaksha suddenly filled the silence with a single statement. He looked at you for a moment and finished the dessert, setting the empty bowl next to him.

You and Xiao were currently at one of Wangshu Inn’s terraces, sitting at the edge of the terrace floor with wooden railings situated between you and the vast expanse below. The sun was setting when you decided to visit your self-proclaimed best friend to tell him the story about a confession that was met with a painful rejection. Of course, that story was yours.

“You already know what I mean, [Name].” He looked down at the waterscape below with what seemed to be annoyance adorning his face.

You tilt your head in confusion, aware that he could see the gesture from the corner of his eyes. The man sighed and uttered one word that answered your question, “Zhongli.”

So, that was what’s plaguing his mind. Turning towards the sky, you hummed in response as there was nothing to say. You’ve said your piece to the consultant of Wangsheng Funeral Parlor and confessed the ever-growing feelings you had for him.

If there was a word to describe the confession, it was spontaneous, that was for sure. You winced a little just thinking about it.

“I’ve fallen for you.”

Those words were uttered during one of your evening walks with Zhongli, when the urge to confess was suddenly stronger than the cowardice that chained your heart. It was a regular occurrence for the people of Liyue to see you and the man walking side by side around the harbor, talking about Archons know what.

Zhongli stopped in his tracks and froze beside you. You didn’t know if that was because he was surprised at your unexpected confession or because he was finding the right words to reject you as kindly as he could. You were hoping it was the former then he would just drop the subject. Or maybe it was both and he was just taking his time to let you down easy.

With a heavy heart, you took your eyes away from Zhongli and gazed at the moon as you prepared for the heartbreak that was about to come. It was a cold night at the harbor and a cool gust of wind blew from the tranquil sea that oversaw your exchange with Zhongli.

Your hands instinctively wrapped around your arms and before you realized it, there was a warmth that enveloped your body. It took a moment before you registered that it was from Zhongli’s coat. Its weight on your shoulders was assuring and the warmth from it comforting.

You trailed your eyes away from the moon and looked back at the man who received your confession. Rather than seeing his face laced with distaste, there was a small but sympathetic smile. The words behind that smile you loved oh so much were unmistakable, “I’m sorry.” It seemed to say.

Ah. You knew it was coming, but the endless what-if scenarios of rejection couldn’t prepare you for the sheer reality that was in front of you right now. That reality was as clear as day on his face, his feelings weren’t the same as yours.

“[Name],” His amber eyes locked onto yours and you took an uneasy breath. Taking a small step back, you tried composing yourself; however, the blur of your vision betrayed you. Zhongli took notice of this and cradled your face in his hands. In any other scenario, this would send your heart into a frenzy, but right now? It only served as a catalyst for you to dissolve into tears.

“It… it would be better if you were to not have affections for me.” His hands reluctantly dropped back to his side and straight away, you replaced them with yours. While you were shielding your weeping eyes from his view, he whispered, “I apologize.”

You could only think back on the memory with an ache in your heart. Sometimes, you questioned whether it was even a good idea to risk the friendship you had with the consultant for feelings that were evidently unrequited. However, what’s done is done and now, you can only think of a way to recover the relationship you had with Zhongli before the events that transpired.

You leaned into the railings and answered Xiao, “It’s not like I can change how Zhongli feels about me.”

He only gave you a look of irritation and muttered something under his breath. You couldn’t catch what it was and asked him to repeat his words. Xiao didn’t hide the agitation on his face as he answered you, “I said, Zhongli li-”

“I’ve been looking all over the harbor for you, [Name].”

Before Xiao could finish his sentence, he was disrupted by a deep voice that held a relieved tone.

You and Xiao turned back towards the source and at the entrance of the terrace, you saw a tall figure approaching. Anyone could tell that it was Zhongli who entered. Who else possessed those glowing amber eyes and a voice so deep it could shake mountains?

You felt your heart squeeze the closer he got. You weren’t sure if it was because you had to face the aftermath of your last conversation, or if it was because of those lips that held a gentle curve.

“It’s because I have to confront him. It’s definitely that.” You convinced your mind. “Please stop beating so fast.” You told your heart.

Zhongli stopped his steps and bent down to meet your current height. “Shall I accompany you back?” He asked you, eyes hesitant but hopeful as he waited for an answer.

You looked away and faced the terrace’s view once more. Your hands gripped the railings as you considered your options. Right now, you could say yes and enjoy another one of your excursions with Zhongli, though it is accompanied by the added fear of him bringing up your feelings. Or you could reject him and keep sitting with Xiao until dawn came. This one, meanwhile, had the added bonus of what-if scenarios filling up your mind. It was an easy decision for you.

“Zhongli, I’ll be fine. You can go back and I can stay here.” You assured him, heart still racing with how little distance there was between him and you.

“It’s already very late, I can walk you home.” He urged.

You did not budge and your grip on the railings only became tighter. You should’ve known that he wouldn’t take no for an answer, especially if it came to your safety.

Zhongli studied your figure and stood up. It seemed that you were extra stubborn today. “Xiao cannot look after you the whole night.” He reasoned.

You immediately turned your head towards Xiao to ask him, “I can stay here, right?” Your voice was clear and composed, but the glint in your eyes pleaded for him to agree. You couldn’t take another minute near Zhongli’s presence, not when you felt like your heart was about to burst.

“Zhongli’s correct, [Name]. It’s late.”

You blinked at the yaksha as his words registered in your head. Once you realized that your final resort was gone, your eyes widened and the grip you had on the railings loosened. Your mind was now running on thoughts of hitting Xiao and how you’d face Zhongli, seeing as he still had an effect on you, a frustrating effect that made your face flush and your heart skip a beat.

Knowing it was a lost battle, you took your legs back from the edge and stood up, brushing the non-existent dust off your clothes.

“You didn’t need to fetch me, you know?” You said, still preoccupied with your already neat garments.

“I could’ve even asked Verr to give me a room for the night.” You mumbled softly. You had no idea how long you were going to do this act, but if it meant less contact with Zhongli, then Archons you’ll keep making yourself look like an idiot.

Unfortunately for you, the man had other plans. Before you knew it, your hands were captured by larger ones, taking your focus away from the clothes. Your head shot up and you were met with amber pools. A few seconds passed before you averted your gaze, heat creeping up towards your face as you inwardly cursed.

Zhongli released your hands and cleared his throat. Hearing the sound, you took a glance and noticed that his hand was extended towards you, “Shall we go?”

“You aren’t going to take no for an answer anyway.” You huffed, blushing pink.

Before you placed your hand in his, you took in the man that was Zhongli. At the sight of those amber orbs, brown locks, and pink lips, you felt your breath hitch and your stomach fill with butterflies.

“He’s truly a sight to behold.” You thought.

And for Xiao who kept his attention towards you and Zhongli, he could testify that truly, the former Geo archon was a sight to behold.

“It’s strange.” He thought.

The yaksha’s intense gaze was dead set on Zhongli, who was too preoccupied with your person to even feel a pair of golden orbs observing his face and piercing his back.

Currently, you were discreetly eyeing a plant in front of you while Zhongli was stifling a laugh. Xiao examined the look on latter's face and recalled a conversation he had with him.

“Would you ever fall for a mortal?”

“Why do you ask that?”

“It was just a thought that passed my mind.”

“Now that I am in this form, there is a chance… however, I cannot fathom the many hardships a god and human could face if they were to have romantic relations.”

“And if they still wanted you despite the fact?”

“...I would rather keep those feelings in check, Xiao.”

Despite what he had told the Adeptus, the fondness in those glowing eyes wasn't what he would describe as “Keeping those feelings in check.”

The anemo user studied Zhongli’s face once more and there was no denying it. The gentle smile that adorned his lips when he saw you acting bashful? That lovestruck expression on his face? The same one that Xiao recalled the lovers in Wangshu Inn gave each other, now directed towards you by the same man who rejected your confession? There could only be one reason for that.

No matter what you call him, whether it be the Lord of Geo, Morax, Rex Lapis, or Zhongli. No matter how you know him, the ruthless war god from a time passed or the funeral parlor consultant who’s a bit too knowledgeable. There was only one constant at this place and at this moment in time – Zhongli was absolutely smitten with the mortal in front of him.

“He’s a fool. An absolute fool.” Xiao whispered.

Little do you know about how Zhongli felt when you told him those four words. If only you looked at his face that night at Liyue Harbor, you’d see the pained expression of a man who longed to embrace you amidst the chill of night. His voice yearning to tell you comforting words and that he, too, had fallen for you.

#genshin scenarios #genshin impact scenarios #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #zhongli x reader #zhongli x gn!reader #zhongli x you #zhongli x reader angst #zhongli x you angst #zhongli angst #zhongli scenarios #genshin impact fanfiction #xiao #genshin fluff #genshin impact fluff #genshin impact angst #genshin angst #genshin impact oneshot #genshin oneshot

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foundcupid · 1 year

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Zhongli cuddling hc’s (very short)

Most comforting hugs you can imagine, no arguments allowed

He can sleep just fine, so he’s fine with whatever cuddling position you want

You wanna be big spoon? Alright

You wanna be little spoon? Fine by him

Don’t wanna cuddle for the night? No worries

Although if you asked him how he’d wanna cuddle, he’d simply tell you:

‘Anything is fine by me, as long as we are together’

very sappy

but his honest answer is you laying on top of him

If you struggle with insomnia, he will stay up with you as long as needed

you want to hear about Liyue’s legends? He knows more than enough to keep you entertained

and don’t even worry about calming tea, drinking it before bed is a tradition

in the end, he just wants to make sure you get your rest, not like he needs it anyway

#genshin x female #genshin fluff #genshin impact #genshin x gn reader #genshin x male #genshin headcanons #genshin impact x female reader #genshin impact x male reader #genshin impact x gn reader #genshin #genshin zhongli #zhongli x male reader #zhongli x you #zhongli x gn!reader #zhongli x reader #zhongli

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lucluvr · 1 year

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I’LL BE GOOD, I PROMISE ... ! (ZHONGLI)

# synopsis...! – the war has ended, peace has returned to liyue harbor. morax finally has a day off to enjoy. he wakes up besides his partner and he can’t help but touch them

# contains … ?! - explicitly nsfw ! creampies, gn!reader, afab anatomy is used in here, a little bit of fluff, degradation, praise, use of petnames: doll, darling, sweetheart, you call zhongli “my lord”, begging, oral (f!receiving), dirty talk, dumbification, aftercare !!

notes ... ?! - lowercase is intentional btw !!

# word count… - 3k

# a/n !! - hi ~~ okay so ik i said i have a kaeya fic planned, which i do dw dw !! i have an old ao3 fic sitting in my doc, so i decided why not post it bcos tbh i rlly love it. im a big dumbification lover so yeah... anyways please enjoy and stay safe :D

zhongli is a man of many secrets, but these secrets will unfold in the future. as of now, he's just simply morax who basks in your warmth in the early mornings. he snuck out of bed, grabbing a robe, tying the ribbon around his waste, swiftly and tightly. he quietly brews himself a cup of tea, and one for you. he allows it to cool down on the bedside table, softly tucking himself back under the covers.

he rouses you from your sleep with quiet shushes being made to pull you back. but his small comfortings go to waste, as you scrunch your eyes, slowly opening them. the golden rays being shielded by the light colored curtains made your eyes sting. blinking, twice, now thrice, you finally are able to open your eyes. you're greeted by a very happy morax. his tattoos are even glowing.

"well good morning, my love," he smiles softly, moving your hair out of your face. he changed your spot from when you fell asleep. before your arms were draped over his shoulder, his head on your chest. now it seems that the tables have turned. his smile is soft, yet too wide. he's known to be cheeky, especially at times like this. you look away from his eyes, dragging them down to his arms. they're adorned with fingernails marks and his tattoos. if you squint, you can see they shine ever so slightly in the early morning light.

"good morning," you clear your throat. he chuckles softly, feeling the vibrations oh his laugh. he leans down, kissing the crown of your head, turning on his side to face you. the robe falls off his shoulder slightly, revealing more of his arms and collarbone. seeing the sight, draws your attention to his neck and chest. they're painted with marks of you. the sight makes your stomach fill with butterflies and your cheeks are flushed.

xiansheng is anything but dumb. he clearly understands every expression you make, the ever so slight tilts of your lips, the fastening pace of your breathing, and the redness all over you cheeks and ears. he coos at the sight, pulling you closer with an arm wrapped around your waist.

"did you sleep well?" he asks, gently grasping your hand, kissing every knuckle. he makes his way down your wrist, gently massaging it as an apology. the sight of him so close and his lips latched onto your wrist makes you look away.

"yes, very. are you going out of town again today?" you ask him, a slight whine in your voice. he picks up on it, slightly raising his eyebrow. he understands your need last night, but again? it amuses him no less and adds to the cards he can put down to make you tremble.

"no, not today. im free today, besides a meeting, but that's in the afternoon. the war has ended, yet they all seem to drag it along even further. especially that barbatos boy. he's a pain in my ass," morax grumbles, shifting his focus to your other wrist. you chuckle at the sight of seeing such a short man piss of a giant like rex lapis.

"be careful, he can hear you," you wink at him, releasing a small laugh from the man. you slowly pulls you even closer, your arms now draped over his shoulders. he pulls you in for a kiss, a quick one. he makes his way down your jaw, neck, chest. he lays you down gently, his lips attached to your chest, darkening and making new marks.

his thumb runs over your ribs, holding you in place softly. the feeling of him latching onto you makes you want to squirm, but he never allows that.

"stay still," he mumbles into the crook of your neck. he slowly pulls away, laying himself on his stomach between your legs. his hands grabs onto one of your thighs, slowly lifting it over his shoulder. he softly bites into the softness of your thighs, but his other hand keeps you in place. all you can really do in this moment in whine his name and pray that he gives you what you want, but then again, he likes to be the one in control.

he stares up at you, his eyes dilating as the sight of you. he understands how needy you are, really he does. he's been with you for years, taken you day after day, but you never fail to surprise him as to how needy you can get. he's a man who likes to take his time, relax after a hard days work, but you can't. after being apart for so long after long, excruciating days, you want nothing more than to please the man you love. he finds it adorable as to how much he can get you to beg.

"my lord…please hurry," you shuffle slightly. your face is plastered in the pillow, embarrassed beyond belief. he takes pleasure in seeing you so shaky and needy. there's been a few times he's want to see you cry, yet he can't do that to you no matter how pretty you look like that. yet, his demeaning words aren't a subject of guilt.

"you did so well yesterday, being patient and still, why can't you be like that now? i've morphed you into such a needy thing." he hums has he purposely puffs out air along your thighs. he pauses for a moment to take in the sight above him. he admires your flushed out features, pretty body, everything about you. his heart swells. he's so in love. despite his absolute love and adoration for you, that doesn't mean you can get away with being so disobedient without a slap on the wrist. "i ought to stop spoiling you so much, hm? maybe leave you high and dry for a day or so," you whine into the pillow, rutting your hips towards him, pleading with him. he rubs your hip with his thumb in soothing circles, but keeps a firm grip holding you in place.

"i can't take anymore, please…" as said before, all you can do is whine and beg him. you squirming around though isn't helping your clause.

"if you stay still, then yes, i'll be very happy to help you, my darling. you just need to stay put okay?" he sucks on the flesh of your inner thigh. his other hand spreads your legs further apart, slipping his pointer finger in. you shiver at the intrusion. he continues to nip at your thighs, making no effort to move his finger. he taps your hip, sinking his finger in deeper. he crooks his finger upwards.

"darling, come now, i can't do all the work for you, can i?" you shake your head. he smiles into your skin, "you know what to do" the words roll off his tongue, and your hips practically move on their own. your hand grips onto his shoulder, tugging him closer.

"my lord, please, just help me" you thrust on his fingers a little harder. he hums, occupying himself with your thighs. he refuses to even acknowledge your requests until you've come on his fingers all by yourself. he'll assist you with his finger, but he will not move.

"please im so tired, my legs hurt" it's true, your knees slightly ache after being over his shoulders for so long. it's manageable, but he doesn't need to know that. yet, he does. he insists you're just fine and continues his fascination with your thighs. his hand that was perched on your hip makes its way up to your chest. he nimble fingers pinch and roll your nipples, feeling the peeks harden in between his fingers. you arch your back up, more wanton moan flowing out of your mouth.

slowly you feel him dip another finger inside you, stretching you out. he moves his fingers in a scissoring motion. you can't take his antagonizing teasing. he wont help you at all. poor thing…

"you're so incompetent. i ask of you to do one thing and all you do is moan and complain about hard it is. can you really not do it? i don't remember you being so selfish…you disappoint me, darling" he clicks his tongue, retreating from your body. your head shoots up, clawing at his robe, pulling him back to your body. you can't disappoint him. no, no... he falls with his back against the headboard, you splayed out on his lap, thighs either side of his. his hands find purchase at your hips again, the thin material of your nightdress hiding nothing from his eyes.his pupils shrink, becoming diamonds. his eyebrow quirks up, surprised by your actions.

"oh? what's this?" he grips your body tighter, pulling you even closer. in the process the drags your bare cunt on his clothed thigh. you jump slightly. a smug smile spreads across his face. you clutch onto his chest, rocking your hips back and forth. you have to prove to him you can do it. it's just so hard. it's just that he does it so well. he makes your brain all fuzzy and you feel so good with him. he's able to find all of your most sensitive spots, he praises you so well. every time he touches you, you can't help but melt into his touch. you want him to touch you again, properly. you did so well yesterday, why can't you do that again? you wrap your arms around his broad shoulder, burying your face into the crook of his neck.

"my lord, please," you drag your words on. he simply hums, petting your head. "i promise i'll be good, please don't leave," you pause, gasping for air. pressure builds up in your stomach, making you curl into the man's body. you start to move your hips more erratically and with much more force. "i'll be so good for you, i promise, i promise, i promise" your furrow your brows, promising him your obedience.

he's used to hearing such mantras from you and from others. obedience is something a god expects, especially one as powerful as him. he understands it can be difficult to help yourself, especially like this, but he sees how quickly you cum. he doesn't understand why you can't do it on your own. he underestimates his effect on your body, the hold he has on your mind. he makes you hot and bothered anytime he leans down slightly to whisper something in your ear. it could be something as innocent as informing you as to whom you must keep the best appearances in front of, or who he does not like. the feelings of his large hands taking purchases on your waist, and the feeling of his breath on your oh-so-sensitive-neck, can get anyone flustered.

"i won't disappoint you, i promise. i'm so good, all for you, my lord, please see that," your voice strains and you arch into him. you just need a little push. you're so close. his hand migrate from your hip, to your clit. his calloused fingers rubbing circles onto the swollen nub hard. that was the little push you needed. you grip onto him, biting into his fair skin, eliciting a small groan out of him. he sees your muscles tighten, pride swelling in him. he knew you could do it. he hums, satisfied at his handiwork. he lays you in front of him on your back, thighs parted and laid over his. he parts your lips, taking a look at your hole.

he slips his fingers in again, his thumb finding it's rightful place on your clit. you twitch, your mind still hazy from cumming. you clutch onto his wrist, shaking your head. no, no, no. you open your eyes slightly, looking at him, your face flushed. he picks you up, repositioning you with your head on the pillows. you again find him between your legs, but this time he dives in. his lips latch onto your clit and he sucks. you gasp and twitch in his hold. he pulls back, pulling off the ribbon his robe, tying your wrists together, then to the bedpost. he goes back to eating you out like a mad man.

this time you really are helpless. you can't do anything but allow him to flick his tongue over your clit as much as pleases, allow his fingers to abuse your hole, creaming over his face and wrist as much as pleases. he is a god, after all. what they want will come true. if he intends to keep you here for hours, then he will.

he pulls you to the edge numerous times, but refuses to let you cum. he deems you ready to take him. your mind is foggy. all you know is that he stopped his abuse on your cunt. the cold air hits your body, making you twitch. your legs twitch from his ministrations, your thighs are slick with your own cum, his saliva and wetness. you let out a weak moan of his name. he smiles slightly, cupping your face in his hand. he knows your long gone, but your body is aware it's him. you melt into his hand. he presses a kiss against your forehead before sticking his fingers into your mouth. your body already knows what to do. you lick his fingers and slightly bite his fingertips. he pulls them away.

he slowly strokes his cock at the sight below him. your bangs are sticking to your forehead, legs trembling around his hips, tears treading down your pretty face. his hand grips your jaw, parting your lips apart. your tongue lolls out, your pretty head thinking he's going to make you suck his fingers again. instead he spits right into your mouth and you swallow. you let out a little moan after realizing what he had done. he lets out a toothy grin, patting your cheek.

he wraps his fist around his cock again, positioning himself. he rubs the head against your clit a few times, gathering up your slick. he pushes in slowly, watching your face contort as every inch sinks in between your thighs.

"my lord," you breath, rutting your hips up to meet his. he leans down, grasping onto your thighs, throwing it over his shoulder. he thrusts even deeper, your bodies chest to chest. you whine and moan at the feeling as he nips under your jaw, on your neck. he kisses your pretty lips. he's glad he can make you feel so carefree. he's happy he can make you feel this good. he feels you tighten around him, understanding you're going to cum again. you repeat his name like a mantra along with, "can't, stop, no" but he knows you can. you've done it so many times, you can do it again.

"you're okay pretty thing, i've got you, sweetheart. you can cum again" he talks into your skin, his thumb once again finding purchase on your clit. he rubs and rubs until your mind shatters. you feel yourself clench around him, all of this pressure is at its climax and you let go, cumming all over him. you squirt over his lower abdomen, your thighs, his cock, everywhere. it's a mess, but morax doesn't seem to care. in fact, he's infatuated. he wants to see it again. he rubs your clit even faster, not minding the cute protests spilling out of your mouth and thrusts even harder.

he lifts your thigh higher. you throw your head back. at this rate, you don't know if you can cum again, but you want it. you need to be good for him. you have to cum, you have to. the seemingly familiar pressure builds up in your stomach again. morax's thrusts seem to get less and less rhythmic. he's close and knows you are too.

"come on, doll. you're gonna come with me right?" he buries his face in your neck, decorating your neck in red and purple bruises. you nod, you nod at every request of his. you're so good, so good for him. what morax wants, he gets. especially from you. he pushes down on your stomach, thumb flicking at your clit harshly. he's thrusting without any other thought in mind other than he must cum in you. it'd be a crime if he didn't do this. he sucks in a large breath of air and exhales immediately as he feels you clench around his length and cum all over his cock. that pushes him over the edge and he spills his cum all inside you. he kisses your neck, lips, eyes, cheeks, jaw, chest everywhere over and over again.

your body feels limp, you're warm, your limbs hurt. he pulls out. you can feel the weight of the bed shift. he cleans himself and you up. you unties your wrists, kissing the red marks all over them. he pulls you back onto his lap, and lets you lay limp against him as you come back to him. he whispers sweet nothings in your ears. he praises you and your obedience. he kisses the crown of your head and lays you back down besides his body. he reaches over for his tea on the nightstand, but it seems to have gone cold. no matter, he can brew a new one later. he's tired.

you peer up at his through your lashes. he neatens your hair, pats your head, and then sinks back into bed. morax thinks he should tell his other adepti to take over his work more often. he believes it's important for married couples to enjoy intimate times together. he's even more adamant about it because it's you. it's you who he gets to do things with. it's you he gets to kiss, to hold, you laugh with, to call his partner. it's you, it's always been you.

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starting the day (the way of the househusband au)

SALUTATIONS. STARTING THE DAY (twothhau)

ADDRESSED. diluc ragnvindr, arataki itto, childe, zhongli, kamisato ayato, thoma, scaramouche, xiao, and kaeya alberich (w/ gn!reader)

CONTENT. fluff/angst/comfort, modern!au, househusband!characters, cheesiness, ooc?, mentions of yakuza, mentions of nightmares and trauma, NOT PROOFREAD PROPERLY (currently 3am rn ☹️☹️)

STAMP. short snippets of what it's like to wake up with them.

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POST-SCRIPT. i havent posted anything related to this series for so long but here's some crumbs for you lovelies! enjoy the wholesomeness and cheesiness from your fav househusbands, comrades <333

LINKS. TWOTHHAU MASTERLIST || MAIN MASTERLIST

diluc.

When you wake up, the first thing you feel is your husband’s stare.

At first, you’d usually feel embarrassed and shy away from Diluc’s gaze on you, only for him to let out a small chuckle and trap you into a warm hug that you always melt in. His excuse is always “wanting to admire his darling spouse after waking up” – a very cheesy excuse indeed, but it all the more made you even more shy. After spending a few years living together, you had long gotten used to his shenanigans in the morning.

“Good morning.” You mumbled with a sleepy smile, looking into his red orbs that shone, something that wasn’t there when you first met him. “How long have you been staring at me?”

“Long enough for me to fall in love with you all over again.” He responds, giving a kiss on your forehead as you giggled from his cheesiness.

“Since when have you been so cheesy?”

“Since you came around.” Diluc hums, wrapping his arms around you into a hug. “You’ll have to get used to it.”

He then peeks at the time nearby as you continue to be comfortable in his hug. “You’re going to be late if you try to sleep again.”

If the conversation you had with him isn’t enough to wake you up, then it’s his reminder about the time that did the trick. “Oh crap, what time is it?”

“It’s eight–”

“Oh crap, I forgot I have a meeting at eleven!” Without another question you instantly sat up and bolted out from the bed to get ready for work with panic, causing Diluc to blink a few times and process the fact that you’re no longer in bed (much to his disappointment).

Disappointed that you’re no longer on the same bed as him, he decides to finally stand up from the bed with a few grumbles. “...I should go make their lunch and breakfast.”

itto.

When you wake up, the first thing you smell is––

Wait, is the house burning?!

You instantly sit up from your bed wide awake and look around your room in panic, only to realize that (1) your husband is no longer beside you snoring as loud as the city background noises, (2) there is no sight of fire around you, and (3) how long have you been asleep?!

“Itto?” You called, running out of your room to find your husband and get out of the house in case there’s actually a fire. “Itto, where are you?!”

“( Name ), sunshine, please don’t go down here!” You hear Itto said, causing you to furrow your eyebrows in confusion and go downstairs despite his words.

“Itto, what are you doing– oh my!” You gasped when you saw Itto in the kitchen trying to stop the fire that’s currently burning whatever your husband is cooking on the frying pan. “What happened?!” You freaked out, finding the fire extinguisher that’s hidden somewhere to completely stop the fire.

By the time you manage to find the fire extinguisher somewhere in a cabinet, you immediately start using it against the fire until it’s completely gone.

“Sorry, sunshine! I wanted to try something new for your breakfast and cook something from Liyue – but I didn’t know Liyue dishes are so hard to cook until now..” Itto apologized with a frown, watching you put the fire extinguisher aside before looking at your lover.

“It’s alright, Itto – but are you okay, though? You didn’t get hurt, did you?” You asked, checking on your husband in concern.

He smiles in reassurance. “I’m alright – no fire can defeat the Arataki Itto! I’m just bummed that I wasn’t able to surprise you with breakfast in bed..”

“It’s alright, there’s always next time. Why don’t we just make ramen instead? I’ve been missing your number one ramen.”

His eyes brighten. “You do?! Not to worry, sunshine. Just sit there and relax as I, the number-one-Arataki-Itto-the-Ramen-King, will make the best ramen you’ll ever see!”

You couldn’t help but laugh in response. “I’ll look forward to it then.”

childe.

When you wake up, the first thing you see is the blurry sunlight seeping through the curtains in front of you.

You slowly blink a few times until your vision becomes clear, and you decide to slowly turn around to check on your husband, who’s lightly snoring in slumber next to you. It really amazes you that the man beside you is your husband, you wouldn’t believe that you’d end up with someone like Childe back then until now.

Grinning in adoration, you couldn’t help but kiss his forehead before checking the clock on the nightstand, noticing that you still have time before your work.

Oh well, it wouldn’t hurt to start your day now..

You slowly turn around once more and try to climb off from the bed, only to let out an “oof!” when you felt warm arms wrapped around your body to prevent you from leaving.

“Stay with me?” Childe whines, his voice husk and deep from just waking up.

You couldn’t help but laugh as you placed your hand against one of his arms, not moving at all. “Ajax, I have to go to work. I have an upcoming meeting today–”

“That can wait, but your husband cannot!” He slowly sits up from the bed and fixes his hug sleepily, causing your back to now be against his chest with his chin on your shoulder. “You have so much time to get ready, why not spend a few more minutes cuddling together?”

Even with how many years you have spent with your loving husband, his affection never fails to make your cheeks warm so much, something that he’s proud of when it comes to your relationship with him.

“Alright fine, I’ll cuddle with you for a few minutes.” You said in defeat, only to shriek when he suddenly drags you down to your bed and started cuddling with you happily.

You could only hope you won’t get too invested with your cuddling less you want to be late again…

zhongli.

When you wake up, the first thing you do is to speak.

“Give me a few more minutes, Zhongli..” You mumble as you feel the gentle nudges of your husband, who’s trying his best to wake you up and get you ready to work. “Can’t I just stay here with you?”

You hear his deep voice letting out a chuckle. “As much as I wish the same thing, dearest, I unfortunately cannot allow my dear spouse to be late for work.” He said, continuing to try and wake you up until you finally decide to get up from bed.

Seeing how you’re still not budging at all, Zhongli lets out a disappointed sigh before removing his apron and climbing over the bed to you, something you didn’t mind until you realized what he was about to do.

As you expected, he starts attacking you with kisses all over your face, causing you to finally open your eyes slowly and laugh a little. “Zhongli, nooo!”

“I won’t stop until you wake up.” He mumbles before continuing to kiss you with a hidden smile. In defeat, you decided to sit up from your bed in hopes of stopping your husband from his actions, to which he did.

“What time is it anyway?” You asked.

“It’s almost nine.” He replied casually, causing you to let out a gasp. “What?! Why didn’t you wake me up sooner?!” You exclaim in shock as you stand up from your bed and check the time, only for your shoulders to slump when you realize your husband’s lying.

“...Seriously?”

He chuckles in amusement. “It definitely does the trick, my dear.”

ayato.

When you wake up, the first thing you touch is your husband.

It’s a habit for you to always reach out towards Ayato back when he was a yakuza, who’s unfortunately not always there beside you whenever you wake up due to his busy schedule. But now that he’s no longer a part of the crime life, he’s now usually — if not always due to him sometimes waking up earlier — sleeping beside you.

This morning is one of those days.

As soon as you feel your husband, you slowly open your eyes to look at him and see him facing towards you, sleeping peacefully, much to your delight and relief.

Ah, you could get used to this.

You smile as you admire Ayato, wanting to spend a few more minutes on the bed enjoying the quiet morning until your husband wakes up.

Now that you think about it, you wonder what Thoma’s going to cook for breakfast. Maybe it would be great if you could help him out once you get out of the be–

“Good morning to you too, love.”

You flinch when you hear his voice. “You scared me! I honestly thought you’d wake up later since I don’t have work today.” You comment.

He merely chuckles in response, leaning closer to you. “I didn’t mean to, I apologize.” He then gives you a kiss on your forehead. “Why don’t I make it up to you by spending the next few minutes cuddling? Or better yet, help you take a bath–”

Suddenly, you hear the sounds of the door knocking. “( Name ), are you awake right now?” Ayaka’s voice can be heard from the opposite side of the door.

You quickly look away from your husband, who’s displeased that his moment with you is interrupted. “I just woke up, you can come in if you’d like.”

Slowly, the door opens, and Ayaka takes a peek of you shyly. “I’m planning on going to the grocery store and buying some ingredients for Thoma, could you accompany me and take me there?”

“Why don’t I come with you both?” Ayato spoke up with a hopeful smile.

Ayaka shakes her head, still smiling. “Sorry brother, but you can help Thoma while ( Name ) and I go shopping.”

You couldn’t help but laugh at the sight of your husband’s disappointed face. “It’s alright Ayato, we can cuddle together when we’re done eating.” You reassured him before kissing his cheek and going up from your shared bed. “I’ll go get ready.”

The woman clasps her hands together. “Wonderful, I’ll be waiting downstairs then!”

As soon as you enter the bathroom, Ayaka then looks at her brother. “Sorry for interrupting your moment, brother.. Thoma convinced me to come up and let you know that he’ll start teaching you how to cook.” She said apologetically.

He gives sister a reassuring look. “Ah it’s alright, sister. It’s not like ( Name ) and I won’t be seeing each other the whole day.”

Mark my words, I’ll get my revenge soon for ruining my time with my spouse, Thoma… Ayato thought. Perhaps the blonde man wouldn’t mind if Ayato did something to make Thoma’s meal extra spicy…

thoma.

When you wake up, the first thing you call out to is Taroumaru.

“Oh you little…” You groan when you feel Taroumaru licking your face to wake you up. “Taroumaru, no!”

He barks happily when he realizes you’re awake, his tail wagging in excitement now that his secondary owner is finally done sleeping and continues to lick your face much to your dismay.

“Well aren’t you a stubborn little dog.” You comment as you lift Taroumaru away from your face, sitting up from the bed with him perched on your lap. “Where’s Thoma, hm?”

As if on cue, your lovely husband suddenly walks in the bedroom looking for Taroumaru, only for his eyes to brighten when he sees you now awake. “Ah, ( Name )! You’re awake!” He says, kneeling down on the ground when the dog jumps out from your lap and ran towards Thoma.

“Did Taroumaru wake you up again?”

You nodded sleepily, smiling at the sight of your husband affectionately paying attention to Taroumaru. “He did, he’s lucky he’s such a cute dog.”

Thoma laughs heartily in response. “I was actually supposed to wake you up for breakfast, but I guess this little man here beat me to it, did you, good doggie?”

“Woof!”

You proceed to let out a yawn before crawling out of the bed, heading towards Thoma. “I’ll be in the bathroom for a bit and join you guys for breakfast.” You explained before kissing your husband on the cheek, causing him to smile happily from the affection.

“Alright, take as much time as you need!”

“Woof!”

scaramouche.

When you wake up, the first thing you get is an aggressive morning from your husband.

“Wake up, sleepyhead.” Scaramouche said as he shook you awake. “I came back to this room after cooking breakfast only to see you still on the damn bed sleeping! Do you know how many times I have to call your name while cooking—”

“Alright, alright, I’m up!” You said and sat up from the bed groggily. “Did you really have to shake me that aggressively?”

“It always wakes you up, I see no reason why I shouldn’t.” He commented with a huff, watching you stretch your arms out and stand up from the bed to start fixing the bed — to which he immediately helped you with. “I made dry-braised salted fish for breakfast and already packed lunch for you, you better be down by the time you’re done with the bathroom.”

You couldn’t help but snort from how he acts such a mom towards you. “What would I do without you, my ever so loving husband?”

“Eat instant foods everyday and be late for work often, of course.” Scaramouche replied, puffing the last pillow. “That’s why I deserve some kisses right now, no?”

You rolled your eyes with a smile, leaning over to your husband and kiss his cheek. “Alright there you go—”

“Why not on the lips?”

“…Seriously? With my morning breath?”

“What’s that gonna do to me?”

“…”

“Come on, one kiss won’t hurt, would it?”

“Alright, alright whatever.” You said, before quickly giving a peck on his lips and head towards the bathroom before he starts asking for more.

“That was too quick!”

“Oh beat it, I’ll make it up later before I go off to work!”

xiao.

When you wake up, the first thing you find yourself in is your husband’s arms.

“Xiao, what did I tell you about waking me up by carrying me?!” You spoke, clinging onto your husband as he carries you towards the bathroom that’s by the end of the hallway, not caring about whether or not your weight bothers him.

“Forgive me, but you did swear with me that no matter what, I have to wake you up— and you wouldn’t move a budge when I called you, what did you expect me to do?”

You wince when you remember what you said to Xiao one night before the two of you sleep, unsure whether or not you’re grateful for it. “We-Well, you can put me down now! I’m definitely awake and I can walk on my own.”

You could’ve sworn you saw the way your husband’s lips twitched upward. “Hm, I’m not sure. You still look sleepy to me, you might sleep on the floor if I let you be.”

“You’re just looking for a reason to carry me, aren’t you?”

His silence and the slight tint of pink on his ears is enough for an answer, and before you could tease him, he suddenly puts you down on the floor. “We’re here, I’ll be waiting downstairs while packing your food.”

“Hey no fair, you can’t just escape like that—!”

And oh he can escape just like that, ignoring your protests as he heads downstairs to do his business, leaving you all alone in front of the doorway to the bathroom.

Oh well, you could just tease him later when you’re eating…

kaeya.

When you wake up, the first thing you do is comfort Kaeya.

You don’t know what’s going on, but your husband has been having nightmares for the past week. It hurts to wake up and hear your husband screaming and panicking over the one thing you can’t stop – his guilt, his trauma, his memories, everything. Although it was a little shocking for you to see your husband, your Kaeya, the man who’s always hiding something beneath all that charismatic and cool facade, being so vulnerable in front of you for the first time back then– you felt honored that you got to gain all of his trust and be there for him when he’s at his worst.

The best thing you can do is to comfort him and be there for him.

“It’s alright, Kaeya…” You spoke in a soft tone as you did all you can to hug his shaking form. “It’s just a nightmare, you’re here with me – no one will harm us here.”

He holds onto you, fearing you’d let go and disappear right in front of him – just like his father who abandoned him, just like his brother who left him for dead, just like–

“I won’t leave you,” Your voice cuts his thoughts. “I don’t want to leave you. Not when we have so much for us to do in life. I love you too much to leave what we have.”

He closes his eyes when he feels your lips touching his forehead. “It feels so.. Real…”

“But it’s not real.” You responded, cupping his cheeks to make him look at you. “What’s real is that you and I are here alive. We’ve been here for years, yet no one from your… past life has come to us, have they? You don’t have to worry about it. Even if one managed to find us, they would’ve struck us by now.”

You started speaking words of love and comfort after that, all of which made your husband melt in your embrace as his fears from his recent nightmare slowly faded away. He truly feels blessed to have someone as loving as his spouse who wouldn’t hesitate to drop everything for him, something he’ll also do in return.

It wasn't enough to magically make his nightmares go away, but it was enough to make him feel safe and loved.

Though, Kaeya still couldn’t help but feel shaken up after seeing Dainsleif in town a few days back then, who did nothing but stare as the two of you continued to walk back home after visiting the mall. Why was he there…? Is he here to take him back to the yakuza after so long? But then again… He must’ve just visited to check up on him…

“I’m sorry for ruining your sleep.”

You smiled in reassurance. “It’s alright, I don’t mind. What’s important to me is that you’re okay.”

The two of you then kiss on the lips, before Kaeya pulls away to speak. “I don’t deserve you…”

“You deserve the world after everything.” You replied, slowly closing your eyes. “Let’s go to sleep and hope you’ll have good dreams. I’ll be here when you wake up.”

With one last sad smile from him, he finally falls asleep with you.

As long as the both of you are spouses, that’s the dream he can live with.

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Good Morning, Beautiful (Zhongli, Ayato, Tartaglia, Xiao)

I think this is one of my favorite hcs from my previous blog and it's a lovely song. I really recommend it

Summary: Mornings with Zhongli, Ayato, Tartaglia, and Xiao

Cw: Fluff

Title from “Good Morning, Beautiful by Brad Paisley”

Zhongli x gn!reader, Ayato x gn!reader, Tartaglia x gn!reader, Xiao x gn!reader

Zhongli

Zhongli is all about the early start

He loves watching the sun rise, listening to the birds start to wake, soon followed by the busy people of the city

When you came into his life, this didn’t change

If you’re a morning person too, he’s happy to wake up with you

but if you’re not, he’s not terribly upset either

He finds a certain amount of happiness watching your sleeping face. Before he leaves the room he brushes a hand over your cheek, smiling when you try to chase it’s warmth

when you wake he has breakfast cooking. It’s always traditional and impeccably made. I really don’t think Zhongli would tolerate subpar work out of himself

Sometimes you wish you could wake up with him, but really it’s a wonderful start to the day

Ayato

Does this guy ever manage to wake up with you?

He’s busy and is up early. He has to be and you don’t begrudge him that. before he leaves he always leaves a beautifully written letter on the pillow next to you, wishing you a good day and saying he’ll see you later. It’s really sweet and you appreciate the thought behind it

Every now and then, however, he has a day off.

You both live for those days.

On those days he still wakes up early, but he stays in bed. He’ll run gentle fingers through your hair, or just hold you close, reveling in the sound of your slow breathing

On those days you wake up and see him face first thing and it really starts the day off right

When you two are both up he has servants make breakfast (you put your foot down about him cooking, lol, even though I’m sure he’d try if it were for you) and then the day starts in earnest

Tartaglia

He loooves lazy wake up days. And so do you.

Both of you love the slow drifting awake, reveling in each other’s warmth

He’s also very fond of being handsy in a none “please wake up let’s do it way”. Though, those days do exist.

But your skin is soft and so is your hair and he loves having a moment of the day where he’s not Childe, the 11th fatui harbinger. He loves watching your eyes flutter awake and seeing your soft, sleepy smile when you see him.

Really, he lives for those moments

Once you’re both up and have peeled yourself out of bed, you share breakfast duty. Breakfast includes a lot of laughing and some morning chatter. He’s definitely someone who would shamelessly ask if you dreamt of him, to which you respond with a light smack to his shoulder

Xiao

Last, but never least, is our favorite Yaksha

Honestly, the issue here is that he doesn’t sleep

That being said, you’d never have a more diligent guardian. He’s not creepy about it, but he spends most of the night watching you. It’s a rare pleasure, seeing the peace on your face, the way you cuddle close without knowing it any time he wraps his arms around you

He’s not used to things that make him happy or content. For a long time, I don’t think those words were in his vocabulary. But with you, he starts to see the appeal. And that’s never more true now

It makes him happy to see you slowly stir awake, completely comfortable around him. He doesn’t quite understand it, but your sleepy smile stirs something within him.

He doesn’t sleep, but he’s ok with that.

As for breakfast, it’s nothing lovey dovey. He prefers to get up and go, once you’re awake and have finished rubbing your eyes

But you’re ok with that. After all, the Vigilant Yaksha stays with you throughout the night and is the first thing you see in the morning

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