imagining reader and zhongli being an old liyue legend, a poor young adult being sacrificed to the geo archon in order to save the village when it was first created…
only you at the time were just some wanderer, singing songs and telling tales, crafting with words and your hands. And maybe that day, zhongli was a bit angry, and was rather grumpy until you appeared, humming a soft tune in a little tea shop he happened to be near (back when he was known and in his human form around mortals), and he immediately asked you in a date, taking you to lovely mountain tops, and crafting fine bouquets of glaze lilies and wildflowers.
You’d go on countless adventures with him, your blood being that of an old adeptus line, fading but still potent down a few generations, giving you an extended time with your draconic lover.
In the era the traveler returns, your visage in ancient texts has been “lost” (aka zhongli hoarding it all… greedy dragon), giving you ample anonymity to hide behind when you and zhongli hear tales of old about “the grumpy dragon and the poor sacrifice”.
i haven’t played genshin in over three years i miss it so much…zhongli was my first fictional crush but i never self shipped … until now.
Mitsuhide: “…Sorry, but teasing you is pretty fun.”
Mai: “Aah!”
Mai: “……What are you doing?…”
Mitsuhide: “Hugging you. Don’t be upset, Mai.”
Mai: You don’t know if I’m angry or not. No... Mitsuhide-san knows. Deliberately knew. He’s really mean. I’m not convinced, but I can’t be angry if I’m being spoiled like this...
summary: you get a new perfume. it throws your dragon husband for a loop.
tags: married life, domestic fluff, good husband! zhongli, reader is an adeptus, no age gap!!!, mature! reader, implied plus size! reader, short and sweet
rating: sfw
authors note: thinking about the fact zhongli liked the perfume for mature women, so i wrote about it :3
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“My dear?” The deep baritone of your husband’s voice vibrates through you. Zhongli, or Morax as you (affectionately) call him, saunters into your shared home.
“On the balcony, my love.” You call back.
Already, his pupils are dilating… but then something else hits him. A new smell. New… new things shook him sometimes. Especially when they come to you… you’re his partner, his wife, the other half of his soul. You remain unchanging where rocks erode and crumble; where Liyue changes with the years. You stay at his side, as his wife.
“My love,” Zhongli creases his brows, concern running through him as he realises the scent is coming FROM you… not from something new you bought. “Are you alright?”
You’re standing leant against the railing overlooking Liyue, your posture relaxed. “Yes, my love. Why do you ask?” You respond, turning your head to look at him. Approaching you, he presses his nose to your arm, sniffing gently. Nuzzling close, he drags his nose from your shoulder to your neck; huffing softly against you. “You smell… different.” Zhongli explains lowly.
“Yes, my love.” You smile, watching your husband carefully as he takes in your new scent. “It’s a new perfume. Ying’er gifted it to me so kindly.” You explain. Zhongli’s dark lashes flutter at you, examining your face.
“Perfume…” he murmurs, pressing closer to your body. His broad, callous hands find the soft fabric of your clothes, stroking over your sides affectionately. One thing this old dragon loves? Your curves. The width of your hips fit perfectly against him, the plush of your body so comfortable to hold.
“Do you like it?” You murmur, and he blinks owlishly. Perhaps you had read his mind—?
“The perfume, my dear. I already know you love me.” You tease, a wide grin covering your face. Zhongli swallows, a tiny smile pulling at his own face. “Yes… yes, my dear. It’s just… different.”
You hum, your arms finally coming up to wrap around your husband’s shoulders. “A good different, I hope. I think Ying’er captured me quite well with this scent.”
“Yes… a very gentle musk. Almost floral. I just… I am used to you smelling…” he trails off, almost embarrassed.
“Like you,” you tease. “I know, my dear. Everyone tells me I smell like you. It drives the other adepti mad.” You add.
As always when he’s with you, his eyes soften; pupils fully dilated as he nuzzles his nose against yours. “Yes, exactly, my heart. You always smell of me, so… when I noticed this perfume, it threw me off.” Zhongli murmurs. “In all the centuries of our marriage, I have never smelt you like this before. It was a small shock.”
“I know, my husband. But perfume isn’t permanent. You are.” You smile gently. “I won’t smell like this perfume for long. I know your scent will wriggle its way back onto me.”
“I should hope it is. I do not wish for… certain people… to get the wrong idea.” He murmurs.
“And what idea would that be, my dear?” You question softly, your smile growing a little more playful.
“That you are not mine.” Zhongli whispers, his voice rumbling straight through you. You soften up completely, pressing a loving kiss to his lips.
“I assure you, my dear. Everyone shall know I will always be yours.” You whisper back, tangling your fingers through his. “Shall we go down for dinner at Wanmin? To show these… certain people, that I only belong to one man?” You offer. Zhongli’s eyes warm, bowing his head down to nuzzle the side of your neck where you had sprayed this new perfume onto yourself; inhaling gently.
Summary: Valko's got something on his mind. It's not all that hard to figure out what. [Warnings: spicy at the end but not explicit smut / talk of babies and implied pregnancy]
Note: As a woman who's married to a man who has way more intense baby fever than I do, this one goes out to my real-life husband. Who, honestly, bears a suspicious resemblance to Valko in terms of personality (at least in my fics... *ahem*). He would give me the goofiest side-eye if he knew I was using him as inspiration for sexy werewolf fanfiction 😂 Written for Little Wolf July Prompt 12: Wolf Cub
There were a few rules in life. Evenings meant quiet time. And quiet time meant cuddles.
Lately, Valko's favorite position to be in was crammed between your thighs while you read, his head resting on your stomach like it was his personal pillow.
It was perfect for running your fingers through his hair, which was exactly what you were doing now, in between flipping through pages of your book. Valko made a small, sad noise when you took your hand off his head to turn to the next page, and you laughed at his clinginess.
"You're so needy, Val." Even as you teased him, you mercifully replaced the hand in his hair, and Valko's arms tightened around your waist.
"Yeah," he agreed. "Need you."
You hummed soundlessly as your fingers worked through his short hair, easing out tension until Valko had practically turned to a puddle in your lap.
"You've been antsy tonight," you continued. "Something on your mind?"
It was nice to see Valko relaxed, but he had been awfully squirmy earlier. Fingers curling against your leg, hips, waist - anywhere he could reach as he twisted to get comfortable.
"Do you ever think about having pups?"
Valko's voice was muffled, from the way his face was pressed into your stomach, and at first you weren't sure if you'd heard him correctly.
"Do I what?"
"Sorry. Don't answer that." Valko all but let out a groan, shaking his head softly side to side.
"No, Val - what did you say?" You shifted slightly, and Valko raised his head to meet your gentle eyes. There was fear written over his face. And... embarrassment?
"You don't have to answer right now, I mean," Valko replied. "It's just something I've wondered about."
Smiling, you tangled your fingers a bit deeper, giving Valko the kind of scratch that never failed to make his pupils roll backwards. He looked up at you now, puppy dog eyes on full display.
"Is this all because we went to visit your cousins?" you teased.
"...Possibly."
Earlier in the day, you had visited one of Valko's aunties. Along with four of his rambunctious cousins. One of whom had brought her brand new baby - barely over three months old, and adorable enough to steal everyone's attention.
The whole way home, Valko had marvled over the littlest addition to his gigantic family, rambling on about everything from how small her ears were, to the cute little coos and howls she let out. It had been sweet, at the time, but clearly the newest family member had left deeper impressions on Valko than you'd realized.
"I do, sometimes," you said, returning your hand to the steady, stroking rhythm that Valko liked best. "Maybe not right now, but in the future..."
Valko's wolf ears, which had been hidden up until now, suddenly popped out. You flinched in surprise as they hit the palm of your hand, springing up from his head.
"Don't laugh..." Valko warned.
But it was already too late, and your soft laughter filled the quiet bedroom and the hallway beyond. The rest of the house sat empty, waiting and listening in on the conversation between you.
"Feeling a little excited there?" you asked, wiping a tear from your eye.
Your taunting was cut short as Valko burrowed his head underneath your loose t-shirt, leaving a lustful stripe of nips and kisses along your stomach.
"Told ya I need you," he said, popping out from the fabric to look at you.
Gone was the innocent puppy dog face, replaced with a brazen hunger. You squealed, joyful, as Valko quickly climbed the rest of the way up your body, to capture your mouth in a kiss.
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