Genshin characters react to you sleeping on the floor (_ _).｡o○
This is just pure fluff, teeth rotting, sleep deprived fluff with some crack. No need for warnings other than the fact this isn’t proof read (-_-)zzz (Kaeya, Diluc, Wriothesley, Zhongli)
*THUD*
Kaeya
Chilly, it’s a bit too chilly for spring. A little ironic Kaeya can’t handle the cold, but there he is shifting in his sleep trying to get warm under to covers. Reaching over to the other side of the bed to get his personal heater to warm him up, he notices that his hand doesn’t reach his lover’s body. In fact he doesn’t feel anything, not even your pillow. Still exhausted and half asleep he calls out for you but no answer.
Standing up and rubbing his eyes he gets up thinking you must’ve went downstairs for some reason. Heading down the stairs he feels sleepy but determined to get you upstairs he continues walking still freezing. Getting to the kitchen he looks around and…
“Why did i come here…” Kaeya asked himself out loud and stayed there, in complete darkness not moving whatsoever. Two minutes of standing still, staring at the wall he gives up trying to remember why he got down and started heading back to his bedroom.
Walking through the door of the shared room he then finally notices. You’re not in bed.
“Must be downstairs getting water…” he thought and laid down.
…
“I was JUST in the kitchen!” He suddenly understood the meaning of the visit to the kitchen. But where are you?? He suddenly jumped from the bed and shouted your name, now slightly concerned.
“Huh- what? Where?” You jump up from the ground…from the other side of the bed, still clutching one of your pillows you brought down when you slid off the bed and hit the ground. Somehow not waking up.
Kaeya looked towards the source of the sound, puzzled for a moment, blue eyes staring down at you, head barely visible from the disheveled bed sheets.
“How…how long have you been there?” He asked, voice raspy from just waking up for the second time.
“I have no idea..” you said looking around yourself on the floor.
“You scared me for a moment there…don’t do that again.”
“You think i fell on purpose or what??”
(( _ _ ))..zzzZZ
Diluc
Having a not so pleasant dream about dealing with drunkards in Angel Share, Diluc woke up from a sudden loud Thud sound.
Jolting up he looked around the dark room, at first not noticing anything until he looked over to the other side of the bed, not seeing you there…? In his half asleep brain the only logical explanation that popped up is a fatui attack. And they must’ve taken you away as revenge. At least that’s what he thought in that very moment.
Jumping out of the bed he summoned his claymore and prepared to head out of the bedroom to look for you and end fatui lives. He very carefully opened the door to his room as to not alert the nonexistent enemy, and poked his head out to scan his surroundings. Not noticing or hearing any other sound he headed down the staircase as silent as he can be.
Oddly enough to him, he didn’t see a single soul anywhere in the winery. He decided to walk up to the door and check the lock, thinking they must’ve headed out, when suddenly he felt a tap on his shoulder.
Turning around he ignited his great sword and pointed it at-…you?
“Whoa…ok- me snoring sometimes isn’t reason enough to end me is it?”
“I- i thought…the fatui- wait where did you come from? You weren’t in bed. Are you ok?? Did they hurt you?!” He was looking at you, still unable to connect the dots but obviously concerned for your wellbeing. Unusual for the great master Diluc to be seen in such state.
“Actually, i fell.”
“Fell…?”
“I was on the floor, heard a noice and saw you being…weird. Also, the fatui were here?” You say now slightly worried.
“Let’s go back to bed, i will explain tomorrow.”
“So you won’t point swords at me anymore?” That comment earned a side-eye.
(( _ _ ))..zzzZZ
Wriothesley
On the rare occasions Wriothesley is able to get out the Fortress of Meropede and visit you he would always sleepover. A part of that experience is you not being able to settle down in bed and just twist and turn like a raccoon stuck in a trash can. But Wriothesley is fine with that, finds it slightly funny even.
On this particular night it’s no different, after 40 minutes of not being able to find a good spot to sleep in bed you decide that perhaps the bed itself is the issue. So the only obvious solution is plopping on top of the Duke and using him as a mattress.
After 30 minutes of complete silence, both of you finally drifted off to sleep when very slowly you start sliding off him to the side of the floor, dragging both him, the bed sheets and a pillow along. And no one noticed until mid air you wake up, but alas too late to save yourselves.
Thud
“You’re…crushing me-“
Wriothesley shifts a bit, not exactly realising what happened, somehow doesn’t wake up- until he feels a slap on his arm.
“aIR- OFF OF ME!” You whisper yell at him.
“Oh, my apologies.” He gets up from you and stands up still a little confused. You stand up as well and dust yourself off, rubbing your head thanks to you hitting it on the night stand on the way down.
“You ok there?” Asked the Duke jokingly, grabbing your hand away from the spot you’ve been rubbing in an attempt to soothe it a bit and checking it.
“I don’t know which is worse…the concussion or getting crushed by a full Clockwork Meka. I might not make it after this.” You exclaim dramatically, putting your hand up on your head as if you’d faint any second now.
“Oh, but of course, we should take care of your life threatening injuries as fast as we can. Shall i call for Sigewinne to assist?” He joked with you, now completely awake. “Or maybe even start preparations for your funeral?”
(( _ _ ))..zzzZZ
Zhongli
Sometimes even a king sized bed isn’t enough for some, a great example - the dead geo archon, who when in a half human half adeptus form takes up almost the whole damn bed.
Especially that damn tail. Don’t get me wrong, you love it, it’s very fluffy and warm, but you swear it has a mind of its own. It sometimes just decides that it should push you off the bed, and the past 2 weeks that has happened…Every. Single. Night.
You’ve debated with yourself if you should just tell Morax that in his sleep he his tail attempts to end you on a monthly basis. But he seemed so comfortable in this form you decided against it and that maybe enduring the attitude of his tail is bearable.
So after a long day you finally head off to bed, not because you really need it as a god, it simply helps calm your nerves. Finally you drifted off to dreamland, where people can’t bother you at least for the time being. At least that’s what you hoped.
Upon Zhongli’s return home he starts to look for you and after a moment he spots you in the corner of his eye, you were taking a nap. He heads towards your shared bed, picks up a blanket and drapes it over your sleeping form. Staring at you for a moment before he decides on joining you in your nap time.
2 hours later you wake up from the impact of hitting the floor…and that was your last straw.
Zhongli as well wakes up from the sudden THUMP sound and notices you on the ground- absolutely fuming.
“IN OUR 3400 YEARS TOGETHER I’VE NEVER HAD THE URGE TO THROW YOU IN THE SEA SO BADLY I SWEAR!”
“What are you talking about-“ Zhongli gapes at you, shaken from your tone.
“THAT.” You point towards his tail. “That THING has been pushing me off the bed for decades. Actually that’s an understatement- CENTURIES! I will move to the desert i cannot stand this anymore!”
Zhongli finally realises why you’ve always preferred being on the opposite side of his tail. All this time together he has been the reason you cannot properly rest, which leads for guilt to wash over him.
“I truly apologise, I shall do my best from now on to refrain from bothering you with my tail and I promise to you that I am going to make up for this. You know i would never disturb you in your sleep on purpose, right?” He began apologising and explaining himself. Getting up from the bed he headed towards you and enveloped his arms and tail around you.
“Ugh…I cannot stay mad at you. But if this happens one more time you will sleep in Guili Plains from then on out.” You say without a single hint of joking in your tone.
*Gulp*
First ever one-shot, also first post here ٩(๑❛ᴗ❛๑)۶ Should I make another part?
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zhongli waking up just before dawn to find you with your back turned to him, your sleeping form body-hugging his tail.
you’re just snuggled right up to it, your arms and legs wrapped around the smooth, warm scales and the side of your face nuzzling the fluffy tip as the fur there flutters lightly with each soft exhale from your parted lips. and he’s just laying there conflicted bc he wants you to be clinging to him. and you are clinging to him? but…you’re not clinging to the right part of him. so he pulls you closer to his body with his tail, and once he’s got you tucked against his bare chest and neck, wrapped up in his geo-marked arms, he smiles sleepily and with satisfaction bc now he’s got you right where you belong.
a/n: in his latest bday art the shirt he is wearing is sheer so it is canon that he has gold lines on his body and i’m just screaming over the fact
„hello, darling“ the deep warm toned voice greeted you, his hand caressing your cheek. you smiled leaning your head more into his hand.
„took your gloves off already?“ a question which was more of a statement while you looked at his forearms and the gold lines complimenting his skin.
he hums in agreement. already aware of your complaints and thoughts about how pretty they are, but he would always remind you that he preferred to keep his identity private.
his eyes close when you softly kiss his cheek, those same lines glowing softly a dim golden shade.
„who did you terrorize today, my dearest?“ you ask with a bit of amusement in your tone. he is quite a menace, especially in his old age. steering trouble and confusion amongst historians, taking money from the rich while pretending not to know much of it all the while being the inventor of mora.
„a merchant claiming they knew the original recipe of bamboo shoot soup. while the recipe did continue getting passed on for generations they altered it over time..“ he continued talking, you didn't mind. the tone of his voice is a always beautiful sound to your ears.
you reach for his hand laying small kisses on those golden lines, he smiles, humming softly stopping his story.
you look up meeting his warm gaze. „don't stop on my account, darling“
with a soft smile on his face, he quietly says, „your sweetness knows no bounds, reminding me each day why I fell in love with such a kind person as you“
he never fails to make your heart flutter, giving a bright smile to your face. like the sun shined on you and you only. it wasn't a flirty comment, more of a kind statement, he always came up with new ways, new words to which he can say he loves you.
„may I tempt you with some tea?“ you chirp.
„tea sounds wonderful“ he nods, following you to the kitchen. he stands next to you while you put the kettle on. it all feels natural, the air between you two light, welcoming, safe. his eyes are observing your movements, the sun shining through the windows throwing different shadows and light beams making it all look even more magical. he moves closer and kisses your temple, his hand caressing your jaw so you don't slip accidentally out of the kiss.
„mint?“ he asks, the refreshing scent fills the air, reminding you of your first date, the same mint. that is how you feel to him, refreshing, sweet, cooling from the loud world. he feels the same way to you; a warm embrace, a protecting feeling like mint soothes the throat when it is sore. his eyes full of love and adoration for you, and so are yours for him. the word mint doesn't mean what it meant years ago, it means you're here with me, right? and, you're not going anywhere? speaking almost like a different language, saying so much with so little.
Hi !!!! 💓🥹 I absolutely love your Genshin fics. Especially the one with Zhongli and the adeptus reader!!! <3 I was wondering if you’d consider writing a Morax x Khaneri’ah reader ??? Or even a Morax x God/Goddess reader ???
Have a lovely day/night. Take care ~
Resurrection
Characters: Zhongli x gn! reader
Genre: Fluff, hurt/comfort
Warnings: None really :-)
Summary: You are one of the remaining Khaenri’ahns, cursed to wander the world forevermore. With no home, no identity. How can joy ever return to such a bleak existence?
Notes: Ooooooohhhh I loved this request! And thank you so much for reading my fics I’m so so glad you enjoyed them! I really hope this meets your expectations, I had fun writing this hehe. I almost made it angst but I thought yknow Zhongli needs some love. you need some love. we all need love. 🫶
You can no longer feel the wind on your face. The ever-changing skies look all the same to you, and days are a blur. As one of the sole remnants of Khaenri’ah, you are cursed with immortality. You feel more like a shadow than a person, as you drift from place to place, always going in circles. No home, no place to welcome you, no one to welcome you. It truly is a curse.
Or so you used to think.
The water softly lapped at the Liyue docks, shimmering with the glow from laterns. It was a warm evening, and the city was still very much awake. Storytellers could be heard, along with chatter and din from restaurants and merchant stands. Morax couldn’t help the smile forming. Even after all the years he’s lived, he still finds joy in seeing his nation prosper, even if it isn’t really his nation anymore. The peace and life that he fought so hard for now being enjoyed by countless people, tourists and locals alike. And he has all eternity, lest erosion take him, to revel in its tranquility.
As a god, and as a man, he enjoys the simple things in life. Things that make him look forward to each day, like mundane conversations with interesting wanderers, or a new blend of tea. Or, in this particular moment, both.
“Do you travel often, Mr. Zhongli?” You blow on the hot tea, pausing another moment for good measure, before carefully sipping.
“I’m afraid not. This land is… sentimental to me. From the harbour to the jagged mountains, I could not bear to be separated with Liyue for long.” He replies, taking a sip of his own tea. It’s a delightful blend, the light jasmine subtle, but just floral enough to give an exquisite aftertaste, and bittersweet enough to go for another sip.
“I understand, it’s hard to be away from home.”
“Do feel homesick often?”
“I do. Or I used to.” In truth, you don’t even remember what you’re homesick for. Or why you should miss it. It feels so long, that nowhere is your home, that you don’t even know how to miss home.
“You’re very interesting. I enjoy talking with you. You have an undeniable sense of knowledge and wisdom, and I would love to speak more with you.”
And so you did. Evening walks became frequent, then a habit. And soon your days were spent with him too. Part of you wanted to move on, it felt wrong to linger, like you were breaking some unspoken rule. You needed to wander, to drift in the shadows. But you didn’t want to, you didn’t need to. The though of parting with Zhongli felt even worse than staying, like you could not bear to separate with him. Like he was home.
»»————- ♡ -————««
It was a cloudy night when you first kissed. On a mountain just near the harbour, overlooking the splotched lights through the haze. The air was sweent with Qingxin, and it was cool and fresh. His lips tasted like bitter tea and sweet wine.
“In all my life I have never felt like this. I thought I had found contentness, serenity. But I did not realize all the passion and warmth I was missing. Please, indulge me more.” You were hesitant. You were immortal, and you knew this love could not last. But the fondness, the pure light in his eyes made you accept. As if to lose this love would be to lose everything all over again.
“I’ll be yours so long as you’ll have me.” You whisper, your face close to his. His arms are a security you’ve never allowed yourself to settle in, a comfort you didn’t realize you were devoid of.
“Eternity then, my dear.” And with the steel of his voice, you believe him.
»»————- ♡ -————««
Time passes that you are aware of, and each day you look forward to simply existing with your lover. Time passes and the bond between you is stronger than anything, maybe even your curse. And despite the rumours about Zhongli, and despite his sometimes too specific questions, neither of you have disclosed your identities. But time passes, and neither of you age. You are the same as the day he met you, though he swears more spirited and radiant than ever. He is the same as the day you met him, his eyes still glow, but burn even brighter.
“It’s time I discuss something with you.” He declares as he brings the fresh pot of tea to the coffee table in front of you. Fear washes over you, and you momentarily feel the urge to wander, to be a shadow, to run away. But you are not a ghost anymore, you’ve learned how to love and be loved, how to be real. So you force your eyes to meet his. And you see your fear reflected.
“I am sorry to have kept this from you so long my dear, but I had doubts and fears that you have since washed away. I am, or was, the Geo Archon, Rex Lapis, or Morax if you prefer. But I am at the same time Zhongli, just as I always have been.” Your breath was held, and it still held until you manage to process his words. His calm face betrays the gnarling sensation in his gut. Suddenly he is at war again, but he is not confident in victory. And even worse, he is afraid to lose.
He desperately tries to find any sign of hope as he looks at you, only to be let down. His heart shatters, falling apart piece by piece. Like a stone crumbled beneath the piercing of his spear. But your face softens as you think over what he says, as you understand, as you realize.
“I know that you are mortal, and that one day-“ He begins, voice strained.
“You couldn’t have made me happier, than with the words you just said.” You reply, so consumed with joy that his anxious rambling flies over your head. “I have a secret too. Not anything proud like yours, but in this moment that doesn’t matter. I am immortal too, one of the cursed remnants from Khaenri’ah. But despite your godhood, and despite my past, it feelings like a blessing.” Your voice is light, your body is light. You feel like you’re floating, though your eyes water and your heart wrenches, a bliss spreads through you.
“I love you.” His arms hold you tightly, tight like a vow. His words calm you, and you relax in his touch. Through all the wars he fought, all the destruction he wrought, he wonders how it could have led to such a wonderful thing. How sins and a curse could be a blessing. But he merely smiles to himself as he thinks, it must be the power of love.
Jaded the two of you may be, but fools in love also. And you remember what it’s like to have a home. You remember what’s it’s like to live in the light, and to be seen. And it’s more wonderful than anything you’ve experienced. All the grief and despair you lived through, only now to have a promise of love for eternity. Just as there is always a sun to chase away the night, there is always joy and love to overcome hard times.
You never thought you'd meet someone so repulsed by titles and status and the likes
He'd quickly, carelessly cut you off with a finger to your lips when you'd greeted him with "Lord Barbatos", instead insisting on just "Venti"
It was a simple enough request, but it seemed to make him a lot happier
And then you found that it's because he behaves nothing like how he's expected to
Complete disregard for it, he makes you his best friend and ropes you into all sorts of mischief with him
The only time you've seen him use his position is to get you both out of trouble that he can't talk his way out of
You'll soon find that the main reason he does that isn't because he minds the consequences. No, he's fine dealing with those himself
It's just that he refuses to have you caught up in messes with him, and if it means getting you out of it scott-free, he supposes it doesn't matter too much
Zhongli:
There's no mistaking his nobility, he's easily one of the most revered princes
Gentle kisses to your knuckles or the back of your hand as a greeting
Always extends an arm for you to hold if he walks with you, will help hold your things with his spare arm just so you can hold him
Insists on walking you to your classes that way
Mainly because he wants to kiss your forehead as a farewell
He walks slowly, so you never really know how he's waiting outside your classroom for you when he barely ends five minutes before you do
He loves walking through the gardens with you, occasionally picking a flower and tucking it behind your ear or in your shirt pocket
Enjou:
Seems more interested in treating you like royalty
You can only assume the years of being exalted were getting boring to him
Unnervingly enthusiastic when you boss him around - teases you a lot for it too as if he's not the one being weird?
Loves putting a hand on your shoulder or leading you around by the waist as he points out things that interest him
And then teases you for hanging around him
"Look at you, hoarding your prince's favour."
If you ever hit him in jest, he'll annoy you with light-hearted complaints until you kiss it better
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Some scenarios are shorter than others, but I didn’t want force them into a specific length.
This includes : Kaveh, Kaeya, Zhongli
Kaveh
Kaveh would be a 3 in 1 package when it comes to him sleeping. In other words 3 different ways to torture you, but that’s fine because it’s always a surprise what you will be served tonight. But this night was different because it went through all 3 of his sleeping habits.
Finally Kaveh fell asleep around 3am (you definitely didn’t drag him to bed), cuddling next to you he was calm at first. But for some reason you couldn’t fall asleep, so you just stared blankly at the ceiling hoping you’d get tired eventually. You felt yourself drift off to dream world when-
“I will conquer them…all.”
“What the-“ you turned your head at the blonde man with a confused look on your face. That’s interesting…
Kaveh was dead asleep that’s for sure, but he was sleep talking.
“Oh dear, here we go again…”
“Bow down to me mortals…I’m your new god..”
“Kaveh…?” You questioned with an incredibly concerned look on your face.
That’s when he stood up from your bed and proceeded to stare blankly at the wardrobe for a minute with you starring at HIM completely baffled. He had never sleep walked before…
And if that wasn’t enough he turned sideways and (out of nowhere might I add) summoned his claymore and held it straight ahead, pointed at the door.
“Don’t…make me kill you…” he mumbled to literally nobody. It would’ve been funny to watch this unfold if it wasn’t almost 4 in the morning, in complete darkness, watching your boyfriend threaten…ghosts? The door? Who knew at this point…but you were NOT about to approach a man pointing a great sword at the door, no way.
He then turned towards the bed again, dropped his weapon and planted face first onto the bed. As if nothing had happened just now, he was sleeping as calm as a child.
“You are…something…” you said to no one in particular, and decided to just try and sleep a little bit.
Now 4:30 you had fallen asleep until you felt a rather uncomfortable breeze, stirring up you looked over and saw Kaveh in a cocoon he made of your shared blanket.
“You have to be kidding me.” You grumbled. If it wasn’t incredibly late and you weren’t half dead this would’ve been kind of cute. Not now. Nothing is cute and funny when exhausted.
Standing up you grabbed another blanket from the wardrobe and immediately collapsed in bed, falling asleep.
NOT EVEN 30 MINUTES LATER
You felt a hard kick on your back and got catapulted out of bed straight onto the floor. Trying to put together what happened took you a moment but after you realised that you basically got evicted from bed you went through the five stages of grief.
Defeated, you left that room and laid on the couch.
…
Next morning Kaveh woke up feeling a little better than usual. That was more sleep that what he is used to. But for some reason you were gone? Calling out for you resulted in absolutely nothing, so he headed to the living room expecting you to be awake, but he saw you on the couch still asleep.
“Hey, it’s late you should get up.”
You opened your eyes slowly and when you saw him an eye twitch followed.
“You- damned menace. I am NEVER sleeping in the same bed as you.” You said with so much seriousness that Kaveh actually got worried your next step would be for you to break up with him.
“What happened- I don’t understand.”
“You scared the holy hell out of me, then stole the damn blanket letting me freeze and get hypothermia! And then you KICKED ME! Off the bed! Do you imagine what force it took for me to end up on the other side of the room, Kaveh?!”
You were fuming. And from the study Alhaitham was listening, amused to say the least.
Later that day you received a beautiful bouquet of your favourite flowers and went on a dinner date. You still kicked him out that night to sleep on the couch.
Kaeya
Kaeya is the type of person that after a certain point at night, his brain ceases functioning. There is just no one up there when he is tired enough, which has lead to some midnight shenanigans. (Cue my other fic)
This particular night he was forced to work overtime and so you just went to bed, not feeling like waiting for him. As Kaeya says “I need my beauty sleep” you decided that perhaps you should let yourself get inspired by him. A few hours later you hear shuffling coming from behind you so you expect to see Kaeya, which you do, with him starring at a-….
“…why the f*** is there a cat in my bed Kaeya??”
“I was honestly about to ask you? I just arrived and was about to lay down, almost sat on the poor cat.”
“Just- put him downstairs. I will figure it out tomorrow-“ you say as you collapse again.
Put in short, that’s how you two got a cat. But after some time, you got used to him being weird after midnight. In fact, at this point you don’t pay him any mind.
It was late at night and Kaeya had already fallen asleep before you. You were simply enjoying a book, when you heard him shuffling around and turned to look at him. While sometimes you do hear him mumbling in his sleep he’s never sleep walked before so you assumed he is awake. After a few seconds he reached over to the side table to get some water, but sadly the glass was empty.
Kaeya sighed and wobbled up from the bed. “I’ll get some water.” He said to you, and headed towards the dark hallway. So you went back to your book when you suddenly heard a loud thud, followed by another and another. Basically a tumbling sound, coming from the dark hallway…from the direction of the stairs…
You jumped out of bed and yelled for Kaeya. “Kaeya? Are you ok??”
Silence.
You threw your book on the bed and sprinted towards the staircase to check up on Kaeya, to see him sprawled out at the bottom of the stairs.
“Hey! Kaeya, are you ok?!” You sprinted down to him and turned him over on his back.
Nothing. Complete silence…until-
“I’m fine, just…trying to collect the rest of my dignity from the floor.” He chuckled.
“You- dumbass! I thought you died!” You stood up from his side and headed towards the kitchen.
“Hey, cmon. I was messing around.” He stood up and dusted himself. Around the same time you came back from the kitchen with a wet towel.
“Freeze it and put it on your head, it will otherwise swell up even more.”
“Are you suggesting I have a big head?”
“I’m not “suggesting”. I’m stating it as a fact.” You replied groggily and headed to your bedroom once again.
A few minutes later Kaeya went up and into your shared room again, there he saw that you had put your book away and are now trying to fall asleep. He tiptoed to his side of the bed and laid down next to you.
“Are you still upset?”
“I wasn’t upset, I got worried.” You replied quietly.
“Don’t you worry, I have a thick head. Or did you say big?”
“Haha. Funny.”
“Maybe that fall messed with my memory, please enlighten me.”
“Shut up and sleep.”
Zhongli (( _ _ ))..zzzZZ
Zhongli and you don’t exactly ’require’ sleep. You can live off for months without resting for even a minute. But sleeping is an efficient way of letting some time pass, which you have an abundance of. Apart from that, you two also get a chance to relax.
But you, most of the time don’t let yourself. Instead you let your thoughts run wild, often come up with the craziest things Zhongli has heard, and he’s been alive for quite some time. Which, he would never complain that he is listening to you, he enjoys it in fact. But he is the type of man that if he sets his mind on something, he has to do it. So if he sets his mind on sleeping at night, he wouldn’t be happy if something someone is in his way of achieving that goal.
“Are we really immortal beings, or just really stubborn ones that refuse to die?” You ask, staring blankly at the ceiling.
“We can debate over that tomorrow.” He says, used to your late night ramblings. But this specific question leaves him wondering, you do kind of have a point.
5 minutes pass in complete silence, both of you just thinking about it. “Maybe anyone can be immortal if they put their mind to it.”
“Please, let’s not do this now. I’m still wondering about your last question.”
“If for a week, all gods switch their powers, who would handle it best? Who would cause the most chaos?”
“Barbados and chaos go together, no matter the circumstance.”
“How intelligent are slimes, really? Do they have basic necessities? Do they have family relations?”
Alright now this is becoming an issue. He loves you and all…but he is becoming irritated that he can’t do what he’s set his mind on doing. Also overthinking your internal debates. He doesn’t have the heart to tell you that though, he would never. So he sits there listening to your rambles and taking notes on them, so he can further discuss them in the morning.
Suddenly you sat up in bed and looked over to him. You turned around for your back to face him, and laid down on his abdomen.
…
“Do you think that prayers have an expiration date?”
Oh archons, you are still at it.
“I’m unsure, dear.”
Another half hour passed, and you suddenly got up and out of bed. Zhongli got confused when you left out of nowhere but didn’t question you. He just closed his eyes and hoped he can drift off before you-
Clank
Oh dear, what now?
He got up and headed towards the origin of the loud noise and saw you standing in the kitchen with the stove on, boiling water, and looking for something in the cabinets.
“Isn’t it a little late for this? There will be time tomorrow for you to make your snacks.”
“Me? Oh, I’m not hungry.” You said, and went back to rummaging through the kitchen.
“Then…what is it you’re doing?” Zhongli further inquired.
“Your stomach was rumbling, I’m making something for you. Ah- there it is…Ahem, excuse me. I was about to doze off and noticed since my head was so close to your stomach.”
Zhongli felt horrible. There he was feeling irritated at you for keeping him awake, yet you were out here making dinner for him. So he just sat down on the dinner table and kept silent for a moment.
“I don’t believe slimes have family dynamics.”
“What?”
“You mentioned that earlier, or do you not remember?”
“I thought- you weren’t listening.”
“Of course, I listened.” He smiled at you.
“Even the part when I wondered if you could turn into a hilichurl?”
“You what-…when did you-“
“Well I guess you did fall asleep after all.” You chuckled and placed a bowl of noodles in front of him.
…
The next morning Zhongli headed for work early, at the end he didn’t sleep at all. You two sat in the living room and talked about all sorts of topics. When at some point he started sharing old stories that you knew very well, after all you had been there with him. But you just fell asleep without even noticing that you felt tired.
So he carried you to bed and since it was around 5 in the morning he just decided to go to the Funeral parlour. There, a few hours later people started to show up and questioned why he came to work this early, he just said that he was had a pleasant conversation that kept him up.
He definitely didn’t doze off on the couch when he came back.
okay so y'all seemed to like the whole 'zhongli tracking your cycle by scent' idea...
and if i'm going into more detail, i'm doing it RIGHT okay? 💅🏼
.ೃ࿔･ PAIRING → zhongli x f!reader
.ೃ࿔･ NOTES → this is the first of a 3-part...thing? mostly hcs, but there will definitely be (at the very least) a drabble or two in subsequent installments. if you're not familiar with the 4 phases of the human female cycle, google it. i'm not here to give biology lessons.
.ೃ࿔･ WARNINGS → mostly sfw (some nsfw at the end, clearly indicated so you can stop reading if you only want the sfw material). period sex (mention).
.ೃ࿔･ PHASE 2 →
♡ (end of) PHASE 4 - PHASE 1 ↴ (or, right before you start and during your period)
♡ zhongli knows when you’re about to start your period bc your scent changes
♡ your scent takes on a more earthy tone
♡ this is one of the times zhongli is the most sensitive to your needs
♡ makes sure you’re taking good care of yourself and/or takes care of you for you
♡ only if you let him though; he’ll never force anything on you, even his love
♡ he’s the most attentive boyfriend/husband, honey please
♡ he does various things to ease your discomfort - be it physical or emotional
♡ he’s extremely observant and he can read you like a book so he can usually anticipate your needs and does these things without you having to ask
♡ fetches your heating pad and turns it on for you before laying it across your lower belly when you’re cramping
♡ makes sure you’re drinking plenty of water and getting lots of rest
♡ knows when you need him close to you, but also knows when to give you space
♡ but if you reach for him, understand that he’ll be by your side without question
♡ requested a custom herbal tea blend just for you from bubu pharmacy; he picks it up from there after it’s been ground and mixed and keeps it on hand, so if you get headaches or cramps, he’ll brew some for you
♡ yes, he does his research
♡ encourages you to go to bed early/take naps
♡ pulls the shades, closes the curtains, and turns the lights off; lights a scented candle, turns the bed down or makes sure the couch is super comfy with blankets and lots of pillows
♡ or he draws you a hot bath to soak in to ease your aching back and hips
♡ will either join you or not, whichever you prefer
♡ won’t be offended in the least if you would rather be alone; he’ll just go catch up on the book he’s reading or write some poetry; might go for a stroll but he’ll generally stay home with you as much as possible; he wants to stay close by in case you need him for anything
♡ because sometimes you do want your space, but knowing he’s not too far away fills your heart with so much love and sets your mind at ease
♡ the times he does take a bath with you, he carefully, sensually lathers you up with body wash from neck to toe
♡ he takes his time; doesn’t get in a hurry
♡ there’s nowhere else he’d rather be than with his goddess, nothing else he’d rather be doing than taking care of you and making sure you know that you’re loved and cherished
♡ he gently massages your scalp as he works shampoo into your hair and rinses it thoroughly when he’s done
♡ nothing sexual about it
♡ just an attentive male looking after and caring for his mate when she’s most vulnerable and sensitive
♡ you’re so well cared for it almost makes you cry bc of how good he is to you
♡ he just chalks it up to you being more emotionally sensitive than usual (which might have something to do with it, but you make sure he knows how much you appreciate him nonetheless)
♡ but he thinks nothing of it; as far as he’s concerned it’s just common sense and part of what it means to be a good mate; this is how a man/dragon should treat his lady, how a god should regard and care for his goddess
♡ there’s something so soothing about the whisper of turning pages as he reads in bed next to you, or the subtle sounds coming from the kitchen as he makes your favorite tea or food (although I kinda hc he can’t cook for shit //js)
♡ falling asleep with your head on his bare chest; his tender, golden fingers smoothing your hair away from your face as he tells you one of his stories in his silken baritone voice
♡ the timbre and measured cadence of his tone lulls you to sleep as he holds your naked body next to his, skin to skin
.ೃ࿔･ NSFW .ೃ࿔･
♡ okay let’s talk about PERIOD SEX
♡ it’s relatively common knowledge that a lot of females get horny while they’re on their cycle
♡ zhongli knows this
♡ he also knows that giving you an orgasm can help ease the pain of cramps
♡ will 65461% make sure you know the offer to put his dick in your pussy and your legs in the air is on the table and he’s more than happy to help you in that regard should you choose to take him up on it
♡ his sex drive is returning to baseline (which is still pretty high ngl, but he’s not feral and borderline foaming at the mouth like he was during the week or 2 prior (we’ll get to that in the next part))
♡ but you still smell so, so good to him
♡ and if you want it?
♡ mans will not bat an eye at the sight of your menses on his dick
♡ doesn’t bother him one bit; he doesn’t think it’s ‘gross’ or ‘dirty’ (hello? he fought in the archon war…he’s seen much worse, bb, trust)
♡ he regards it as perfectly natural, inherently feminine
♡ allow me to reiterate: zhongli LOOOOVES the way you smell, especially the couple of days prior and the first couple of days after you start
♡ so just give him the word and he’ll go fetch a towel and either make slow, sensual love to you or put you on your shoulders and fuck the daylights out of you, whichever you prefer
♡ however you need him, he’ll be there for you, to take care of you bc you are his goddess
.ೃ࿔･ zhongli m.list
.ೃ࿔･ reblogs and interactions are always appreciated, my loves !!
✦ notes — just finished historia antiqua: act II and was moved to tears to write this.
✦ synopsis — a beautiful partnership with morax that ended hundreds of years ago in tragedy. you meet again at the end of his life. or is it the beginning?
✦ song — all that matters ; justin bieber (just fucking listen, okay?)
“you may live forever, doomed to a lonely existence…yet even this is temporary. when you reach the end of time, those people, those past and future relationships predetermined by fate…they will be waiting for you.” - azhdaha, to zhongli (i think i got the last line right. i accidentally hit the space bar ingame before i finished typing the quote ahaha oops.)
you had children together…the memories of having lost all of you still rips his heart asunder. he loved you all fiercely. but it’s been so long now, he can hardly remember your face; he’s all but forgotten those of your children. but he remembers your voices. the laughter of his younglings as they played, running in circles around his legs, filling his heart with the swell of love.
he can still hear your veracious heartbeat against his ear as he lay his head on your bare chest after making passionate love to you; the sensation of your naked bodies lying together, skin on skin, sweaty and spent...he can’t remember it anymore. but he can still hear your sweet voice whispering next to his ear,
“morax, i love you endlessly.”
when his time on earth finally comes to an end, he makes his way along the path of the afterlife. his way is trimmed with gold and crystals of such fine quality that even he, the old god of geo, cannot fathom. as he lumbers along, he hears the distant sound of laughter. his heartbeat quickens; he hadn’t conjured that angelic sound in lifetimes, but he knows it when he hears it.
as he continues along the path, several figures emerge ahead. one is taller than the others, and surrounded in light. the smaller bodies playfully circle the hem of its flowing ankle-length dress, tiny chuckles surrounding what, by all rights, appear in zhongli’s eyes to be a goddess. as he draws nearer, he recognizes your voices but his mind dares not allow his heart to be so presumptuous or hopeful.
“morax…”
“zhongli, hm?”
he smiles.
“funeral parlor consultant?”
his knowing smile widens at being found out, a chuckle threatening to escape.
“you faked your own death so you could retire in peace…but forgot to set aside a retirement fund?”
“it seems you’ve been keeping an eye on me.”
your laughter puts his old broken heart back together. “indeed! you’ve always had the most idiosyncratic sense of humor and forgotten the minutest of details. perhaps if you had been the dendro archon, you could better see the forest for the trees.”
morax would make a fool of himself a million years over to be the source of your joy. his heart blooms at the sight of your smile - more beautiful than the most meticulous painting; more moving than the most lifelike sculpt of the finest artists; the sound of your laughter more celestial than any song ever performed in all of teyvat, including that of the drunken, insufferable bard that, for reasons he will never comprehend, his old friend barbatos chose to inhabit as his vessel.
“so…that means you saw-”
“everything.”
he averts his eyes as the reel of his most recent past plays in his mind. had you also seen him with his subsequent lovers?
as though having read his mind, you close the gap between you, bringing a hand - glowing an ethereal light blue - to his face. “it’s okay, my love,” you assure him. “i’ve only ever wanted for your happiness. i never expected to be the last love in your long life.”
his amber eyes find familiarity in your gaze, a sense of home in your touch. “but you'll always be the best,” he says, taking your hand in his and kissing your wrist, your scent there reminding him of home as well.
you smile lovingly as you eliminate what little space remained between your ethereal bodies. the cherubic voices of his young children now dance around the bare feet of both their bearers. with your attention drawn to them and their obvious love and affection for their father, you ask him, finally,
“will you be staying with us, morax?”
“yes.” he cups your delicate jaw in his golden hand. “there is nowhere else i would rather be, my love,” he mutters, the warmth of his breath dusting your face before he reclaims your lips, relinquishing the entirety of his past - his rise, his reign, his ruin - to his final resting place, with you.
