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Zhongli’s dragon quirks [pt.2]
Characters: Zhongli x gn!reader
Genre: fluff
A/N: I just really like him…
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I refuse to believe that this god, does not have a secret treasure hoard at home, it’s a very fun thing actually. He also always says that you’re the most intricate, loved and valuable treasure of his hoard <3
He offers you an assortment of different things as gifts or offers food (it’s a dragon courting thing).
He loves loves loves cuddling, since he does get quite a bit possessive over his beloved. Though I doubt anyone could ever complain about being in his arms.
In addition, he is incredibly protective, which means: shield.
It also means: having a scaly tail wrapped around you in affection
Sometimes when you’re free, you start cooking by yourself and by the time he comes home from work, he’s so tired, that he can’t wait to finally unwind and also relaxing completely, letting out some draconic features slip as well.
So we shuffles to you after having loosened his tie and lets his tail wrap around your midsection, chin resting on top of your head after having pressed a kiss to your hair. You can feel his chest vibrating when he hums and purrs in contentment.
Oh you’re also allowed to touch his horns! Pet them, he likes it :)
Sometimes when at home and deep in thought, he bleps.
He just sits there and bleps. Split tongue sticking out just the tiniest bit to investigate his surrounding the way a cat would.
Once again, I will talk about the hoard aspect, but he’s actually hoarding you. It’s only natural for him to always want to be in your presence and hold his partner.
He’ll sometimes want to stay in bed with you longer as to not part too soon, arms and tail wrapped around you, purrs erupting from him. His golden eyes gaze at you lovingly, observing and drinking you in.
“Please do stay with me for a little while longer, my treasure.”
- Softness, Zhongli, not proofread.
Imagine Zhongli coming back late only to find you haunched over your work desk, nearly passed out from the paperwork you have to have done by tomorrow.
Imagine Zhongli making you a special tea he only ever makes for you, according to your preferences and he makes sure he doesn't serve it too hot to you.
Imagine Zhongli beckoning you over so you curl up against him, one of his big arms draping around you and pushing you closer to his frame.
Imagine him languidly playing with your hair as you both softly speak about your day.
Imagine Zhongli carrying you to bed the moment he sees how your eyes droop and the way you try to hide a yawn. Imagine him throwing a blanket over both of you and him bringing you to his chest, resting your head over it so you could clearly hear his heart.
Imagine falling asleep to that steady beat, the symphony of his love
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Summary: Zhongli is troubled by some thoughts that are keeping him awake, lucky for him, he has you.
Pairing: Zhongli x (gn!) Reader
Tags: Angst to comfort, very domestic setting and fluff towards the end, Zhongli is having a bit of an existential crisis, Reader picks him up again and reassures him
A/N: The Zhongli brainworms are kicking in again recently so I had to drabble something for him because he is amazing. Shoutouts to @lychniis and @zhongrin for fuelling my Zhongli brainrot more again recently. Definitely check them out, too!! (I know you're not on my taglist so I hope you don't mind the tag x.x)
Zhongli shifted on the bed unable to find rest. No matter how hard he tried, sleep simply wouldn’t find him tonight because of the endless thoughts that had been plaguing him. So he lay awake, turning to the side, so he could watch the steady rise and fall of your chest and listened to your calm breathing and occasional huffs as you slept peacefully. A fresh breeze wafted through the open window and past the curtains in your shared bedroom. He saw goosebumps rise on your arms before you curled into your blanket more with a satisfied hum in your sleep.
The moonlight from outside the window, shone through a crack in the curtains and landed on your form in a way that perfectly illuminated your features, wrapping you in an ethereal veil of liquid silver, that was contrasted by the molten amber-gold of his irises which continuously wandered over your sleeping form.
He softly placed his hand over yours, carefully tracing patterns over the back of your palm with his thumb and feeling your warmth under his touch, prompting you to smile in your sleep.
As he watched you lie there so peacefully, his heart suddenly grew heavy again, when the dim light revealed the fresh scar on your shoulder that had been caused by a wound which had been inflicted during one of your commissions for the Adventurer’s Guild not too long ago.
You had shrugged it off as nothing and had simply put a bandage over it with a nonchalant smile but Zhongli just couldn’t help but worry and be reminded how he could lose you in just the blink of an eye. He worried every time you got hurt, every time you fell ill and every time a wound healed again, letting him know again and again that your time was running out and he was yet another step closer to losing you. He often had to remind himself that you were still there, right now, by his side, so his worries and his heartache were unjustified, yet he knew, you were mortal and he was not.
He wanted nothing more than to spend eternity with you, until bedrock turns to dust and until the sea dries out, but unlike his, your time on this world was finite and he was painfully aware that you didn’t have forever.
He had already lost so much in his life, one would assume he is used to it by now, but he was not, every time he had lost a big hole had been left in his heart, one that could never be filled again, for the person that filled it before was gone. And despite having to endure so much loss and grief before, never had he feared losing anything as much as he did losing you. Whenever it would happen, there was nothing that could ever prepare him to lose his anchor, his shield… the light of his life.
Day in and day out he was reminded of your fragility, of your mortality, of the things in this world that could potentially steal you away from him finitely, and there was nothing he could do about it. An illuminated being, a god like him, entirely powerless about the natural flow of life and it pained him more than anything he had ever experienced or was able to comprehend.
He suddenly felt hot tears spill and stream down his cheek, dampening the pillow he was resting his head on, as he lifted his hand to cup your cheek gently in your sleep. He could faintly feel your steady heartbeat under his palm and the warmth radiating off your body. You are still here.
You suddenly stirred in your sleep and drowsily opened your eyes, looking at him and smiling at him adoringly, nuzzling your cheek further into his hand.
"Hey. Are you still awake?", you croaked sleepily, equally reaching your hand out to cup his face, suddenly feeling the dampness of his tear stained cheeks under your fingers.
"What's wrong?", you asked worriedly, gently brushing some of his brown locks out of his face with your finger.
"I don't want to lose you.", he said, his shaky voice barely even above a whisper.
"Hey, hey… what’s with this all of a sudden? I have no plans to leave, love.", you reassured, placing soft kisses on his nose and forehead and kissing his tears away, giving him a loving smile.
“One day you will be forced to.”, he wept softly. And at that moment you began to understand what it was, that was keeping him awake and it made your heart painfully clench in your chest, wanting nothing more than to kiss his sorrows away and telling him that everything will be alright.
“Hey, listen! No matter what happens, I’ll always be here.”, you emphasized as you placed your palm over his chest where his heart was, feeling the steady beat of it under your palm. “Okay?”
"If this is a contract, you better not break it."
"I wouldn't dream of it."
You cuddled closer to him, burying your head in his chest, listening to his steady heartbeat and engulfed yourself in his warm embrace before drifting off into sleep once more. With the arm he placed over your waist he pulled you a little closer and placed a tender kiss on the crown of your head, closing his eyes as well.
It was no use to dwell on things of the future in the present, because all it would do was ruin the precious time he had with you and he’d do everything in his capability to show you just how much he loved you in the time you had together and make the best of it.
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Hello!! Congratulations on the 1 year anniversary!!! I’d like to request Zhongli with prompt 23 (don’t leave me) and some 🌶️ if possible!
“don’t leave me.”
zhongli x gender neutral reader smut with a little bit of angst to comfort (teyvat metro)
read at your own discretion. not proofread.
author's note: thank you for being my first request for the event :> I hope you like it ;3
he loves you in missionary, a position that makes the both of you feel like you're floating on air. he can't help but cup your face in his hands as he presses a tender kiss on your jawline, sniffling as he trails his hands down your shoulders to hold both of your hands, looking you in the eyes with creased eyebrows and a gaze that cries for your touch again.
it's been only a couple of weeks since you have seen each other, yet, eternity feels like your relationship has drifted apart. such feelings eat away at the both of you: and you both can only wonder "will the lack of time tear us apart?"
yet, you can hear zhongli sniffle in a choked voice, pressing your thighs together as he closes them within his knees. trembling just slightly, you feel his elbows resting against your sides, along with his stiff cock gently brushing up against your thigh.
"don't leave me, dearest," he whispers. "time has taken you away from me—yet... i can promise you that I will make all of that up to you in any and every way you desire."
he doesn't ever cry. but perhaps, it's the memory of past lovers that he may or may not have had that haunts him. some say that solitude brings a world of pain, yet a world of self-reliance. because of such, zhongli is multi-talented in many matters of life essentials, but has you to be the other half that brings him up when he's down.
hearing and seeing tears trickle down his cheeks, dropping warmly onto your chest is like feeling and watching as your heart gets torn in half into tangled threads. you lean up, kissing him on the lips as you wrap your legs around his waist, attempting to weave back your bond through the matters of the flesh. although he is saddened, and so too, are you—you let go of his hands to cup his face reciprocating, kissing, and reassuring him that you would never leave the most elegantly loving man in this entire world.
interested in my 1 year anniversary event? head to the event landing page to learn more and feel free to request!