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can i ask moodboard for morax (zhongli, lex lapis) from genshin impact please?

Dating Zhongli <3

=͟͟͞͞ ⌧ : I’ve waited so long for this ask TT thank you thank you thank you—

def my fav

SAGAU Zhongli with Creator!Reader

A bit of cottage core AU? Soft reader.

Remember when the entirety of Liyue was panicking over the death of their archon and Zhongli was just "hmm yes how unfortunate."

Consider this. Reader descends to Teyvat in mortal form and no one recognizes them because worshipping the creator is known as a personal type of faith, a contrast to the bourgeois worship of archons (like statues, rituals, temples etc). They recognize you through feelings rather than physical form.

So after experiencing Teyvat as a mortal, you decided to settle down and live in the outskirts of Liyue harbor, maybe in a little cafe or tea house. Zhongli discovers this place and he adores how authentic the food and design looks.

The ingredients are always fresh and everything is more or less handmade. You even have osmanthus wine, just the way he remembers it!

You quickly become good friends and he notices how you're quite smart in history as well! It causes him to suspect your identity, but more like if you're secretly an adepti or spirit whatever.

And he shares with you his thoughts and troubles like how he wishes the creator would grace them with their presence because Zhongli has worked so hard to build Liyue up for them!

Then all of a sudden you decide that "Hmm I guess it's about time I 'descend' to Teyvat,"

And there's immediately talk about how the creator will come and Zhongli, being the good friend that he is, comes to your secluded cafe to tell you and you're like "Wow that's great!"

And all the known archons — sans Morax who lives as Zhongli now — are searching and preparing for the creator and the land of Teyvat leads them to... a small cafe?

They open the door and they just see Zhongli drinking tea with you and you're placing a plate of pastries, asking him if he likes it and everyone goes like

"Y-your grace?"

Except for Venti who's distraught, accusing Zhongli, "So you we're lying when you said you're no longer tied to your archon responsibilities! You were hogging the creator all along!"

And Zhongli is like? The creator?? You mean the cafe owner???

And suddenly Zhongli just feels your presence and he's frozen stiff, realizing that he's treated you, the divine creator, like a mere server/baker/cafe owner. Childe is laughing his arse off because "Now you know how it feels!" and you're just smiling, holding a kettle.

"More tea, Mr.Zhongli?"

Oh archons, he had the divine creator serving him tea and pastries for the past few months. You were calling him respectfully as if he was your senior as well oh god oh god

Bonus if you became lovers or at least, you have mutual feelings for each other because?? The creator loves him???

Bonus 2x if you've done intimate or loving things with him as well because he's mentally exploding now.

Bonus 3x if he's the lead (dom) in your relationship and you're just soft and following him bc how dare he treat you like that??

Alternatively, what if you're married and you're his little housewife/househusband and then he finds out your identity? because I think it's even more fun to see his reaction that way.

And he's like, "D-dear, why didn't you tell me?"

And you go like, "Well, I was waiting for you to admit that you're Rex Lapis too so we're kind of even."

masterlist

𝑮𝒐𝒍𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝑳𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒏𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑺𝒊𝒍𝒌 𝑭𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒔

𝒁𝒉𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒍𝒊 𝒙 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

𝑵𝒐𝒕 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒐𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅

Loud chatter and music played in the background as you paced around, fingers twiddling with the edge of your sleeve as you waited for him.

He wasn't late, it's just that you were early. Maybe five minutes or so, but still early, and usually, it was him who was early and you who was late. But today was a special day, it was the lantern festival, and you had specially invited Zhongli to come and join you during this day of celebration and joy, as you wanted to share it with him.

You had put on your best attire - a traditional dress in the colours of scarlet red and golden. The fabric was mainly red, however golden streaks ran alongside the edges of it, and the gold adorned the scarlet colour with golden glaze lily flowers, all scattered across spacious parts.

Your sleeves were wide, and they covered your entire arm, up to your hands, they were covered in golden cascades that ended at a definite curved end by your fingers.

Your hair was let down, and adorned with a couple of decorative golden hair pins, as well as one golden, flowery comb.

To say you were overdressed would be a subjective statement. To some you looked simply gorgeous, embodying the image of a typical Liyue woman, to others you would look somewhat out of place - too rich for the harbour.

But what did that matter? All that your thoughts could run to was Zhongli.

You wondered how he was dressed, did he wear something special? Different compared to his usual work attire? What would he think of you?

You checked your watch, noting that it was almost time for him to be there. You put it away and slowly looked up, looking at the crowd of people around you, all carrying lanterns and enjoying snacks from the numerous food stalls scattered across the harbour.

You smiled, trying to imprint this image into your memory, as you did with every other lantern rite.

You breathed a content sigh, and looked around, your heart almost stopping as you spotted Zhongli standing beside you, a small content smile of his own gracing his lips.

"How long have you been standing there?" You asked, a big grin spreading itself across your cheeks as well, as you turned your body to face him.

You looked him over, cheeks reddening as you noticed his attire.

He himself was wearing traditional robes, boring the colours of amber and deep brown, which matched his usual look, but complimented his features stunningly. His hair was half down, some of it tied into a small bun at the back of his head,the longer untied strands sat loosely over his shoulders, now blending with the shorter strands, that had escaped his bun, together into one piece.

As you looked further down, you noticed one hand was behind his back.

"I wasn't standing here for long," he said, looking down at you through thick lashes, "But I noticed you were staring off into the distance and didn't want to interrupt you." He finished, smiling gently as he looked you over.

"You look beautiful, Y/n. Prettier than any glaze lily I've ever seen."

The blush on your face reddened to a shade darker, and you bit your lip, looking up at him in adoration, inhaling before you said, "You look amazing yourself, some would say you look like the statue of the Geo Archon himself." Your voice was quiet enough for him only to hear, and soft enough to pass as a whisper.

Zhongli's eyes widened, and an uncertain emotion swirled in his pupils before he blinked, and the look was gone. He thanked you and cleared his throat, asking for your hand.

"Since this is a special occasion, I brought you a gift," he said, bringing forth a bouquet of freshly picked flowers, "Liyue’s specialities. I do hope you'll enjoy them."

The bouquet was filled with every native flower to Liyue, sparkling with bright colours ranging from the baby pink of silk flowers, to the velvety blue of glaze lilies.

You were stunned, admiring the beautiful flowers that he had placed in your palms, their colours swindling brightly in the light of the numerous lanterns hanging above the two of you.

You looked up at your companion, smiling and blinking away a tear.

"Thank you Zhongli, these flowers are so beautiful," you said, bringing them closer to your face, enough for your nose to bury itself within them, "I will cherish them forever." You said as you pulled away, hanging onto the bouquet by one hand, the other sneaking through Zhongli's extended arm.

"Shall we?" He asked, subtly nodding his head towards the crowd of Liyue citizens who were all waiting at the harbour, their very own lanterns sat within their grasps, awaiting to ignite their deepest wishes into the sky.

You nodded at Zhongli, and walked along the people, admiring the vastly different lanterns, before you looked to Zhongli, who's gaze seemed to soften at the sight.

You smiled, and gripped lightly at his forearm, before turning your attention back to the festival before you.

The two of you walked hand in hand, tasting all the different local foods from vendors, standing to watch as people created their own fireworks - which would be displayed further into the evening - and watched again as bands played traditional music, as children ran past, their giggles and laughs erupting into the sky.

You looked at Zhongli once again, mouth barely opening before he beat you to speaking.

He leaned his head down, enough to be at eye-level to you, before his hand tucked some hair behind your ear, and he neared his lips to it, “Would you like me to buy us some lanterns? Joining in on the tradition would be wonderful.” He asked, his voice low and smooth like velvet, but still loud enough for you to hear.

As though he had cast a spell upon you, you found yourself unable to mutter out a single word of a response, and so, you opted to nod instead, eyes wide like a deers, cheeks rosy, mouth agape.

Zhongli laughed, and grabbed your free hand, intertwining your fingers before pulling you crit her into the crowds in search of a lantern seller.

Just a bit ahead, there was one vendor.

It was just your luck - they had two more lanterns left and looked as though they were about to close shop.

"Excuse me! Can we buy those?" You asked, breathing heavily as you rested the bouquet on the wooden table in front of the vendor. They were an older gentleman, who was maybe in his 60s, and he looked at the two of you surprised.

"You're just in time! I was about to close for today. Nobody wanted two lanterns as most people are in larger groups!" He shouted over the crowds, before turning to grab the two remaining lanterns. He then headed back to you and Zhongli, smiling softly at the two of you,

"Well aren't you a beautiful couple? Are you married?" He asked, passing over the lanterns.

Your face flushed a bright red, and you looked to Zhongli, who's eyes seemed to once again widen, his orbs swirling with an unknown emotion once again.

"N-no-," you started, but your companion interrupted you, "Yes. We are not married yet, but I plan on proposing soon." Zhongli said full of confidence, smiling down at the older man, before fishing some mora out of nowhere.

You looked from the grandpa to Zhongli, eyes wide as saucepans, mouth wide open in shock, heart pounding loudly against your ribcage.

He looked back to you, smiling gently, before giving the gentleman the money and taking your hand, his other holding onto the lanterns as you said your goodbyes and went to join the crowds.

"You plan on proposing to me?" You asked after a while of silence, looking up to him.

A light blush dusted over his cheeks, but other than that, nothing else gave away Zhongli's feelings.

"Oh look, they're about to let their lanterns out." Zhongli pointed out, skimming over your question before you could utter any other words. His hand tugged at yours, leading you through the crowd to reach near the wooden staircase.

"3.."

The people began chanting, raising their arms into the air,

"2.."

You and Zhongli did the same after lighting your lanterns, smiling, hips touching, hearts pounding,

"1.."

You looked to Zhongli, giggling in excitement as he looked back at you, a content smile on his face,

"Happy Lantern Rite!"

The crowds shouted, and hundreds of lanterns were let out into the starry night sky, their golden glow illuminating the night, painting it golden.

It was as though there was a new sun in the night sky.

Zhongli turned to you, eyes focused, smile soft, and hands reaching up to caress your cheeks.

"Happy lantern rite, Y/n." And with that, he pulled you in for a tender kiss, the warmth of his lips enveloping yours as people around cheered, wishing each other happiness and good fortune, but all that was drowned out by the sound of your heartbeat, and the happiness you felt as you melted into your new lovers touch.

POV: You are hiding under their desk - Part two

Warnings: Zhongli has joint pains in his hand and slight spoiler to Kokomi’s character quest

𝙴𝚡𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚜: 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚜 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚗𝚎𝚞𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚕; 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚉𝚑𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚕𝚒’𝚜

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Zhongli:

  The former Geo Archon is a very patient man. After centuries of experience, he knows within himself when to take a break. However, the physical exhaustion of a mortal body was something he was not quite used to yet. His office basked in a warm orange as the sun sets over Liyue, and Zhongli exhales softly through his nose. The pen in his hand scribbles away at the documents left by Hu Tao, but his mind was elsewhere. 

  Tiredness ached within his joints, and he sets the quill down to flex his fingers. He’s not one to complain; he was grateful for his job at the funeral parlor, and he wasn’t about to draw attention to a measly setback such as this.

  As Zhongli gains the motivation to start again, an agonizing pulse shoots through his palm. A hiss escapes through his teeth and the pen clatters to the floor. He barely registers the pull on his pants leg as he gathers himself. His amber orbs trace over the face below him, two (e/c) doe-like eyes watching him with curiosity. 

  “What are you doing down there, little one?” Zhongli’s voice rumbles as a soft smile graces his features. The child quickly lifts the writing utensil he dropped moments before and giggles.

  “Write!” They exclaim.

  “Yes. That is used for writing,” the consultant replies as he lifts the young being onto his lap. Taking an empty copy of paper, he places it on the table in front of the child, who immediately scribbles away at the white sheet. Zhongli couldn’t help but to place his hand on top of theirs, stopping any erratic movement of the pencil. They look at him, their cheeks puffed out in irritation.

  “Write!” They announce sternly, making the Archon chuckle.

  “Let me teach you how I do it.”

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Kokomi:

  Her Excellency of Watasumi Island is a very busy lady. With all her time spent on finding ways for Sangonomiya to grow, she tends to forget about her own needs. With the villagers finding new ways to cultivate the land; to the daily tasks needed to be sent out to the soldiers; to the duties at the shrine; the lead priestess was tired to say the least.

  She knew a few hours with her books would do her some good. She asked General Gorou to keep an eye out while she rejuvenated herself with new tactic plans. She sat contently in her own company, eyes gazing across the words printed on the page. She was truly invested in the plot, theories and questions dancing in her thoughts. The suspense was killing her as the scene unravels, and though she was quite immersed, the sudden laugh from under the table confused her.

  Kokomi tilts her chair back to peek beneath the desk, and a relieved sigh retreats from the priestess. “Why, if it isn’t little (Y/n). How did you find this place?” She questions as the child climbs up her legs and into her lap.

  “Easy peasy,” They exclaim, “I found your tree!”

  “I see,” Kokomi coughs out in response to their boisterous personality, “so you found my reading spot?”

  “You can read books?” (Y/n) mumbles, a sudden glumness falling on their face.

  “I can… you cannot?”

  “I can, I’m just not very good at it. I bet you’re a pro at reading! You’re good at lots of things, Miss Kokomi!”

  “You’d be surprised,” She says with a small smile, “How about this: you read me a chapter, and I read you one.”

  “You’re going to read to me?”

  “If you read to me. It’s only fair, and besides, how will you get better if you don’t practice?”