#zhong li x reader

[angeldeas]

Yandere Zhongli. The destruction of 4 walls

Warning: yandere topics, unhealthy love, obsession with a person, mention of mental disorders, eating disorder, unwanted pregnancy is implied. People with weak nervous systems, please do not read, if you have read my post, then I am not responsible for your actions.

Lately, he has been plagued by the feeling that someone is watching him, he did not attach much importance to this, but was always ready to fight back. One day, Zhong Li began to hear a voice in his head that spoke of love for the world of Teiwat and Li Yue. The Archon understood that this was not the influence of erosion and the machinations of enemies, but the destruction of borders between worlds for one person. This is quite an entertaining process, it can even be accelerated if you do a summoning ceremony after learning his name.

Two weeks have passed since the voice appeared, and the vision has already joined it. It was a flying translucent girl who almost always followed Lumin. This ethereal being was so happy, an alien beauty emanated from him, giving a special charm... Brilliant eyes, saturated with a thirst for life and a gentle smile, giving warmth to every piece of this world ... There was a feeling of carelessness and ignorance of the danger of the world of Teivat. It awakened an instinctive desire to protect. The ethereal creature was beautiful in any of its manifestations: cute gestures, and exclamations when the dragon helped Lumin defeat an entire settlement of hilichurls, clever remarks and highly intelligent dialogues with someone whom Zhong Li had not heard or seen.

Long restrained and carefully hidden from prying eyes, the primordial dragon personality began to break out ... Dragons by nature are greedy for beautiful and expensive things. They are also known for their possessive tendencies when they find a suitable mate. Therefore, the desire to protect and appropriate something dear to the eye is so strong that they literally monopolize and do everything to appropriate it completely.

This also applies to Zhong Li, the pent-up side of his personality began to break out, whispering terrible things from the depths, hearing which an ordinary person would be horrified.

"Conquer... make it your own... you like this creature, so bring it to your house, what's so difficult about that? You used to enslave entire nations, and this is only one person..."

Zhong Li has never denied his identity, although he has left it in the past. Even though he grew up wise and reasonable, the real personality did not go away, the archon simply did not show it and carefully hid it for a quiet life among people.

***

The girl was really relaxing while playing a video game. She works very hard to give herself nothing. Among the work, it is an outlet that gives happiness to her heart.

While playing Genshin Impact, Tiara jokingly posed Zhong Li with a view of the harbor and turned his face in her direction.

— Hi, my name is Tiara, nice to meet you, Mr. Jun Lee. Your eyes are as beautiful as a jewel. — The intangible creature flew a little away from Lumin to the archon, introduced himself and said a compliment with a mischievous smile, laughed loudly and flew back.

The golden eyes flashed.

Tonight, one leisurely life will change dramatically.

***

Tiara shuddered at the tingling sensation. The cold air pierced to the bones, teeth gritted from unpleasant sensations. The girl barely opened her eyes when someone easily lifted her into her arms. Tiara was suddenly drenched in cold sweat, the sensations were too real, unpleasant thoughts crept into her head. Her body twisted in fright, and a cry of fear began to escape from her mouth.

— Save me! They're kidnapping me!!! The tiara twisted all over, but the stranger's hands were strong and unshakable as a stone. — Let me go!

—Oh... smart Tiara, don't be afraid, you're in good hands. - A pleasant male voice sounded near the terrified girl's ear.

- What kind of nonsense are you talking about? The shocked voice, mixed with hysteria, broke off on the last words.

Zhong Li decided to remain silent and silently carried his beloved out of the dungeon . "Walking on the floor with bare feet can have a bad effect on health." The Archon felt a little guilty, but the animal side said that everything was done correctly.

The girl stopped struggling out of her hands, realizing the futility of this action. She was afraid of the pitch darkness and the inhuman strength of the kidnapper. She didn't know what to do... All the lessons "About the safety of life" flew out of my head and only the animal fear of the unknown remained.

When Zhong Li carried the girl to the room, he gently lowered her onto the bed. Tiara was numb with shock that her favorite character, with whom she had gone through fire and water, turned out to be a kidnapper. It was too unrealistic.

- How can such a good person be so bad? - Words that she didn't want to voice came out of her mouth and quickly closed her mouth.

- I am not a human being, but first of all a dragon who is learning to be a human being. - The golden eyes flashed.

-Ah... - "He is a strong character and the ruler of Li Yue... I cannot escape, because he is an Archon, and I am a simple man. But I can die, then my suffering will end. But still, what prompted him to do it? " - So you were affected by erosion? - Tiara tried to remain calm so as not to show her weakness.

Zhong Li read it like an open book. So naive, but smart, it's impressive... I would like to find out more about her world later.

- Not at all, I did it for personal reasons. You don't have to worry about security.

The dragon inside was rejoicing and celebrating. This creature is now in his hands. "Tiara is not to be afraid, because you have become the most precious thing I have now."

***

The girl couldn't escape because she was deep in a mountain or a hill? All exits from captivity were closed. It is impossible to escape from this huge house... And if it turns out, then punishment will surely follow, although it has never been used yet, but in recent days the atmosphere around the Archon has been strange... It seems that a little more and he will be furious.

Tiara understood that the dragon knew everything and was just observing the behavior. If she stumbles, something terrible is bound to happen. Zhong Li's constant worries and fear had a bad effect on his health. Insomnia and refusal to eat, the result, after several months.Tears were coming out of my eyes again... The girl wanted to go home.

- Bring me back, please, I can't do this anymore... please. - The girl's words were rarely repeated, but they made Zhong Li very nervous.

- No, this is the final decision. - Tiara did not hope for more, the God of Contracts is always faithful to the words spoken, and always fulfills all promises. Whatever he says always comes true. But a tiny hope still glowed in his heart, like a coal in the merciless frost.

The Archon sincerely did not understand why she missed her home. After all, then she could not have a good rest, because all the time the vacation was disrupted. And one could only dream of a multi-day vacation. Here she can do almost anything she wants... True, there are rules, but she abides by them perfectly. A smart girl... However, the refusal to eat is unnerving, it can't go on like this.

When food was forcibly stuffed into Tiara's mouth, the dragon felt no remorse. After all, in this way he prolongs her life, and in order to bear children, you need a healthy body. According to tradition, the family must have children and a good wife...

Tiara was kicking and wanted to tear those hateful hands off her face. Some long fingers unclenched their jaws, others held a spoon and poured soup into their mouths.

-You're mine. Your life doesn't belong to you anymore. - After such a feeding, Zhong Li wiped his face with his beloved's napkin and smiled. - Let's make a contract. - The archon's eyes resembled molten lava.

- No. - It wasn't a firm answer.

- Reneging on the contract, I wonder how long you can stand it? - Tiara's eyes twitched, this snake is planning something terrible and if she does not agree, then he will use various measures to get what he wants from her not only with words.

- Okay, well, I'll sign it, just add my own rules. - Tiara decided not to torment herself with resistance. In any case, Stockholm syndrome will appear.

"Eh... The dove will not be able to die, although it will wish very much.

Don't worry, honey, you're going to have little lives soon.,

They will be a ray of light for you in this little world. "

[anemos-orca]

Zhongli's Dragon, Part 4: Main Course

◆cw: smut (MDNI) ft. dom!zhongli x sub!fem reader, reader is half-dragon, breeding kink (?), size difference, penetration, creampie, praise/pet name usage (good girl), aftercare, probably more qwq

◆NSFW under "keep reading"

part 1 ◆ part 2 ◆ part 3

series tag: #◆zhongli's dragon

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Gazing up into Zhonglis eyes, your own glittering with lust and need, you gently tugged him down to clash lips in a passionate, wet kiss. you couldnt think of anything to say- how could you? with the way zhongli was grindng his hardened member up and down your folds, drawing delicious mewls from your lips each time the head of his cock pressed against your throbbing clit, it was no surprise that you couldnt form a coherent sentence.

breaking the kiss, zhongli once again cupped your cheek in his hand and visually devoured the lewd expression you wore. it was like a drug to him- seeing his once innocent, shy, sweet little assistant reduced to a wet and needy mess was something he could feel himself growing more and more addicted to with each breath he took.

"Now, (y/n), be a good girl and relax for me," he instructed, earning a silent nod from you. as your eyes fluttered shut in an attempt to settle your flared nerves, you felt Zhongli begin to stuff his length deep inside your drooling entrance, one painfully slow inch at a time. he wasnt overbearingly big, but his already large stature compared to your small size made you feel fuller than your fingers ever could have made you feel before. you let out a deep exhale as he buried himself to the hilt, bottoming out with his leaking tip pressing against your cervix.

he wanted to give you time to adjust, he truly did, but the feling of your tightness sucking him in, burying any remaining rationality in the feeling of your hot, wet walls clenching and pulsing around his member- it was too much. it eroded the walls he had so carefully built to keep his draconic instincts at bay, making it all come crumbling down. with a heady groan, zhongli gripped your hips with his strong hands and began to thrust into you, dragging his entire length from your core before slamming it all back in. your eyes rolled inyo the back of your head, each strained breath coming out as a high pitched moan, the feeling of being bred so roughly by your god easily reducing you to nothing but a cock-drunk fuck toy.

"Haah... so... tight... such a good, good girl... taking me, moaning for me..." He praised you between heated groans, increasing the speed and weight of each thrust. the sound of skin slapping on wet skin filled his office in tandem with the thick aroma of sex, both serving to only heighten your shared feelings of primal, animalistic need.

"l-li... zhong- mph! zhongli..." you mewled his name over and over again, your tight walls squeezing his merciless cock as it pounded against your cervix. hearing you chant his name, zhongli released his death-grip on your hips, instead opting to push his hands against the back of your knees to fold you into a tight, close-quartered breeding press. he leaned in and hungrily lapped up the drool spilling from the corner of your lips before trailing hot, sloppy kisses to the base of your neck, giving a low growl as his teeth wrapped over the junction of your shoulder and bit down just hard enough to draw a whimper from your throat. satisfied, zhongli bit again- and again, and again, marking you over and over again as his, throwing you over the edge of pleasure. you writhed under him, moaning hot breaths into his shoulder as your pussy convulsed around his cock and pushed him into his own climax. spilling thick ropes of white hot seed into you with each final harsh thrust, zhongli finally came to a standstill, hovering over you on all fours and panting heavily.

"You did so well, so good for me," he said in the same sweet coo as befire, gently caressing your sweaty cheek with his thumb as he peppered gentle kisses over each mark he made. you simply nodded, chest heaving, far too out of breath and exhausted to give a real response. you both groaned as he carefully pulled out, his eyes trained on your hole, his thick seed dripping out and making him grin with satisfaction.

moving to lay next to you on the soiled floor of his office, zhongli posessively wrapped his arms around you and ran his fingers through your fluffy, disheveled hair, alloing you to curl up and nuzzle your face into his chest. rubbing your back, zhongli couldnt help but snicker at your cuteness, "My, i can not help but to feel addicted already. You were wonderful, dear," he purred, placing a gentle kiss to your little horn.

after some time of resting and breath-catching, zhongli helped you get dressed and guided you back to his home- though, onlookers eould have considered you to have been carried, not merely guided. once bathed, cleaned, and fed, zhongli laid in bed next to you and once again wrapped his arms around your little frame, pulling you right up against his chest. you couldnt help but purr and wrap your tail over him, melting into his grasp like soft butter in a heated pan.

"Zhongli...?" you peeped, looking up at him through your lashes.

"Hm? What is it, my dear?"

"W-well, i... just wanted to say i love you..."

"Ah, in that case," he began, placing a feather-light kiss to your forehead. "I love you too, (y/n)."

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a/n: ahh i hope this was enjoyable, i deeply apologize for the wait qwq this is the final part to this series, i sincerely thank you all for the interest in it ○////○ i am so very flattered that people have found enjoyment in my writings!

[luvyeni]

hii could you maybe write something with perv chenle bff? something along the lines if u love me you let me cum inside ? thank uu:))

IF YOU LOVE ME; ZHONG CHENLE

pairings. bff!chenle x fem!reader

wc. 551

warnings. perv!chenle, manipulation, fingering, unprotected sex, breeding kink, mentions of photo taking

i hope you like it💓!

chenle is your bestfriend, and you love him so much, that means you'd do anything for him, right?

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"it's just a kiss , c'mon bestfriends kiss each other all the time." he stared into your shiny eyes. "really?" you were naive , something he loved about you , he loved that he could mold you into something only for him to use. "yes of course , would i lie to you?"

he's right , chenle was your best friend for many years , he'd never lie to you. "do you love me?" you nodded. "of course i do, i love you so much." he caressed your face. "and you'd do anything for me, right?" you nodded. "yup."

"well if you love me, you'd give me a kiss."

you pressed your lips against him softly and chenle could feel his cock stirring in his jeans , just from a simple kiss from his cute naive bestfriend, he couldn't just keep it at kiss.

"did you like it?" he pulled away, you nodded. "yes." your lips were so swollen, your eyes were glazed over, he needed more of you, the kiss wasn't enough.

"let me touch you a little." his hand crept up your skirt. "do bestfriends do this too?" you grabbed his wrist, stopping him. "of course they do, all the time." he lied, "my friends, you don't know them, they do this with there bestfriends all the time." you played with the ends of his shirt. "i don't know."

"if you love me, you'd let me touch you."

"you're so wet." he rubbed you through your panties, sliding a finger in. chenle prayed for the days he could finally touch you. "c..chenle, this feels funny." you moaned, covering your mouth. "i didn't mean to make that noise."

"it's supposed to feel like that princess, keep making those noises" he watched you struggle to keep still, squirming on his hand as he rubbed your sensitive clit, palming his cock with his other hand.

"i..t feels like something is- its fine, that's supposed to happen." chenle watched in awe as you came on his fingers, you were just as cute as he imagined when he was alone in his room, fisting his cock to pictures he took of you. he imagined how'd you feel, what pretty noises you'd make... chenle needed more, he needed to be inside you.

"can i show you what else bestfriends do?" you nodded, you trusted him, if other people did it, what's so wrong with you to doing it? "o...okay."

"c..chenle it's too much!" you moaned as he fucked into you roughly, he tried to be gentle, he really did, but the way you felt around him, he couldn't help it. "it's okay, you can take it princess, you're my good girl."

"a.am i?" your voice was so innocent, chenle felt himself getting harder. "y..yes- fuck, yes you are you're my good girl." he felt the knot tightening, he was cumming. he didn't want to pull out, he needed to fill you up to the brim with his seed.

he needed to make you his...

"princess?" he pushed the sweaty pieces of hair out of your face, you were so fucked out as you rode him— chenle was never gonna forget this day. "you love me right?" he thrusted into you . "y..yes, i..i do love you."

"well if you love me you'd let me cum inside your pretty pussy."

©️LUVYENI

[ghostofhyuck]

Gang AU Series 6

Gang leader! Zhong Chenle x Gang member’s younger sister! Reader

Summary: "Why can't you resent me?"

cw: mentions of death, and blood. 

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“Yn Lee.” 

You turned around and saw him. You freezed, hands tight on the hem of your apron. You knew him and how you two are the same-age. But the way he’s all roughed-up with his leather jacket in contrast to your plain sweater and apron, shows how your lives are different from each other. 

“You know me,” you mumbled. 

“You’re Mark Lee’s only sister,” he answered. “I’m Zhong Chenle.” 

“What do you want?” you asked, trying to look calm, knowing that you two are in a public place. 

“Can I have a spare of your time?” he asked. “I need to talk to you about your brother.” 

You only pursed your lips, it’s been a week since your brother’s burial and as much as you want to cope with his death, the ghost of his past keeps on haunting you. 

And that ghost is none other than Zhong Chenle. 

“Is it important?” you asked, looking around the place. “It’s a busy hour for us —”

“Don’t worry about it yn,” your manager interrupted. “He already asked for my permission, go on.” 

That’s how you found yourself at a table in front of Zhong Chenle. You watched as he took a sip of the iced coffee that he ordered, glancing at the window beside as if he’s admiring the view of the outside. 

“Before Mark-hyung died, he asked if we could look after you,” Chenle started. “And I promised him that. That’s why I’m telling you this right now, moved in with —”

“What are you talking about!?” you asked, confused. 

“Mark-hyung wanted you to leave that shitty place of your aunts’ house,” he explained. “He’s much more comfortable if you stay with us.”

“And how can I be so sure that you’re not fooling me?” 

Chenle became quiet. A scene played in his mind. 

Blood. Lots of blood. Lots of Mark’s blood. Mark smiles at him, who's crying hopelessly, trying to keep his friend alive by holding him tightly. Mark continued to talk, stuttering at his own words in an attempt to make out of your name. 

“Get her out of that place, please…” Mark whispers at Chenle, who could only nod. And as if it was the answer that he needs, Mark closes his eyes slowly. 

“It’s a promise before he joined the gang,” Chenle lied. “We look for each other’s family, especially when someone dies.” 

You stared at him. He seems more distant than what you assumed, as if he was hiding something from you. But you tried to look on the other side. He wants you to leave your aunts’ place. Something that you and your brother have been dying to do. 

It was the reason why your brother even joined the gang. Both of you were orphaned at a young age. Your parents died due to a car accident, leaving you two under the care of your aunt and her husband. 

It was a living hell. They would tell you everyday that both you siblings should be grateful that she took you in or else you two will end up in an orphanage. She treats you like a maid and for years, you and your brother endured it. They were greedy for money too, they couldn’t even spare money on you two, saying that you two should be grateful that you have a place to live. At a young age, you are forced to find part-time jobs so that you have money for yourself. 

So did Mark. When your brother turned nineteen, he ended up joining a gang. It was dangerous, but it gave him a huge sum of money enough to buy both your needs. But in return, he would go home wounded and blooded. You hold your tears, as you mend your brother’s wounds. Trying to convince him to stop it and just live a normal life. 

“Soon, just a little bit more, we’ll get there. We can now move out of this shitty place and have a place of our own, you can study at one of the best universities here in Korea without worrying about the expenses.” he told you, smiling. You have your lips tight, trying your best to trust your brother.

But a few weeks later, Mark died. Your world crumbled when you received the news that your brother died in a gang fight. It was said that he was just an innocent passerby who happened to witness the illegal activities, that’s why he got involved. But you knew that he wasn’t as innocent as they tried to paint him. Whoever decided to change the statement, must be trying to protect Mark too. 

And you wonder if it was Chenle’s doings. You glanced at him, and he was nothing but staring at you. You let out a sigh. 

“How can I be sure that I should trust you?” you asked.

“Don’t trust me,” Chenle answered quickly. “I’m just fulfilling what Mark-hyung wanted. It’s just a temporary stay, soon, you can stay at the apartment flat Mark wanted to buy.” 

“Okay,” you let out a sigh. “I’ll come with you.” 

It was a risk. But it was better than staying in your aunts’ place. You knew the gang your brother joined. Mark keeps talking about them whenever you mend his wounds. He seems to love his gang, even considering them as friends. If Mark trusts them enough to look after you, then you’re convinced that there’s nothing for you to worry about. 

“Alright,” Chenle muttered. “Here’s my phone number, just contact me when we pick you up.” He leaves a card in front of you, and before you could mutter a word, he bids his goodbye to you and leaves. 

You stared at the paper. There’s not much to see except his name and number. That’s how discreet Chenle was, and now, you were even more curious about the gang your brother joined. 

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As expected, your aunt was more happy for you to leave their place. She didn’t have an ounce of care about you and kept on insisting that it was time for you to be mature and live on your own. 

“Maybe even try to follow your brother’s footsteps, how about that?” she taunted. You froze for a second, but as much as you wanted to stop and slap the hell out of her, you couldn’t do anything but to continue packing your things. You tried to brush it off. At least you’re leaving the place. You’re free now and you’re on your own now. 

It took a while before Chenle arrived. A slick black car stops in front of you and from the driver’s seat, Chenle exits. He helped you load your things on the trunk, and even opened the passenger seat for you. You glanced at the apartment building, not noticing that Chenle had entered the car. 

“Is there something wrong?” he asked, you glanced at him and shook your head as answer. 

“Did your aunt say something?”

You became quiet, wondering how he was able to read your mind. 

“Mark-hyung talks about her all the time,” he answered, “That’s for another time, let’s go.” 

The drive to their place was quiet. You only stared at the view from the window. Chenle was a skilled driver, but he didn’t say a thing to you during the duration of the drive. You found it weird, he was far different from your brother’s stories. 

You knew them and their personality. You know that they’re just lost kids like your brother, trying to fight their way to survive the harsh world. The gang was small, but it’s enough. Chenle was their leader due to the fact that he founded and funded the gang, he did it in order to rebel against his parents. But slowly, Chenle realised that this is the family that he’s been yearning for. 

That’s why he was so protective of not only his members, but their member’s families too. 

Your thoughts started to trail off when you found Chenle turning right to a secluded road. It was down a narrow alley that seemed abandoned, barely visible from the highway you two just drove through. 

From the outskirts, you found yourself in a more hidden alley, filled with abandoned buildings and ruined roads. Chenle parks the car outside of a decent-looking building. And as you glanced at him, he only gave you a go signal to leave the car. 

“It looks abandoned but that’s the purpose of it,” Chenle commented. Grabbing your bag, not even letting you touch it. “Come on.” you only followed him quietly, entering the building. It was dimmed with lights, the walls weren't painted with any colours, and you felt its eerie presence as Chenle's footsteps echoed through the empty hallways. 

As you two reached the second floor, Chenle stopped in front of the only door in there. He types on the passcode and enters. “We’re here!” He shouts, and you only follow suit. 

You stepped backward when you were greeted by a bunch of boys — and girls. You were surprised, given that your brother didn’t mention any girls in the gang. 

“Like I told you, we protect each other’s families,” Chenle said. You only nod, as they introduce themselves one by one. Only a few of them are the member’s sisters, mostly their girlfriends. You gave them a warm smile, trying your best to be acquainted with them. 

“Jaemin-hyung, bring yn to her room, I’ve got to do something,” Chenle ordered, disrupting the talk. 

“Uhm, sure…where are you going?” Jaemin asked. 

“Meeting someone,” he said casually before leaving the place without any words to you. 

You stood there frozen, clueless as to what to do when Jaemin tapped your shoulder. 

“You’ll get used to it, that’s just how Chenle is,” the older one assured you. 

You tried to brush it off. That’s just Chenle’s personality. They say. It was weird given how your brother talks about him like a younger brother. 

“He may be younger than me but he’s smart, also calculated. But he still has a childish side of him. If you met him, you'd definitely like his smile.” 

Two weeks into your stay and you never saw Chenle smile. He seems reserved, as if he’s trying to hide something from you. You became curious, especially when the rest ignored it. Was your brother’s stories a lie? You wanted to approach him, and talk to him about your stay. You feel agitated, doing nothing and spending most of your time on your part-time job. But he seems busy, doing something, and completely shutting himself from the world. He couldn’t even look you in the eye.

You wonder if it was because of your brother, and yet, as much as you want to find the answer, you couldn’t find it especially when Chenle’s been avoiding you. 

It’s not like you want to leave the place, living with your brother’s former gang was much better than staying in your aunt's place. They were welcoming and still acted like a bunch of teenagers. They seem like a close-knitted family, and now you understand why your brother thinks highly about them. But of course, he mentioned that this is just a temporary stay, so you were also half-eager to not stay any longer. 

“We don’t know either,” Jeno answered when you opened up your concern. “It’s best for you to corner him.”

That was the only answer that you got. You only nodded and didn’t push them furthermore. Jeno noticed the way your expression faltered, he only smiles as he gently ruffles your hair. 

“He’ll be back here around two am, if you really want to talk to him.”

So you stayed up late. You’re used to it. Back then, you would wait for your brother’s return. It comforts you that he would go home late but alive. It assured you that he’s fine. 

Just like what Jeno had mentioned, it was almost two in the morning when the door opened. You stood up from your seat. You heard Chenle’s harsh breathing, as if he was struggling. You immediately went to him, surprising both of you. 

Your eyes widened to see him ruined. Open cuts and wounds in his face, blood-stained shirt and jacket, he was limping too. 

“Why are you still awake?” he asked, struggling to finish his sentence. 

“I was waiting for you,” you said, making him quiet. “You should sit, let me tend your wounds —“

“No thanks, I can manage —“

“Please,” you pleaded. “I do this to Mark too, I know what I am doing.” 

As if the magic word was your brother’s name that he agreed to. You helped him sit on the sofa, while you left to find the first aid kit found in the bathroom. Minutes later, you returned and began mending his wounds. You noticed how he’s looking sideways, not even batting an eye at you. 

“I was going to ask,” you started. “Until when can I stay here?” 

“Why?”

“I just don’t want to burden everyone,” you timidly said.

“You’re not a burden,” Chenle answers. 

“Really? Then why can’t you even look me in the eyes?” you asked. 

Chenle didn’t answer. He couldn’t help but remember Mark’s funeral — where you two first met. 

It was at a decent funeral parlour. The six of them went there together, and from the outside, Chenle noticed that there’s only a few visitors. You were Mark’s main mourner. Only sitting at the corner, holding the frame of your dead brother. Your head lay low, not even noticing their arrival. They all stood there quietly, trying to sink into their mind that Mark is dead. 

In the midst of the ceremony, Chenle’s eyes never left yours. He can see the resemblance of Mark to you, and he couldn’t help but feel guilty. 

Yet he was intrigued at your calm demeanour. When it was time for them to bid goodbye, you personally sent them away, bowing at them as a sign of gratitude, and as you come face to face with Chenle, he couldn’t help but noticed the dead look in your eyes, and yet you seem to not shed a single tear for your brother. 

He doesn’t know what to feel about you. Intrigued? Curious? Guilty? All he knows is that he killed the only family member that you had. And as much as he tries to help you, he knows that he couldn’t do anything about Mark’s death. 

“Why can’t you resent me?” he asked. You stopped your tracks, looking at him. Chenle was devastated. He was wondering why you didn’t even try to push them away, scream or even call the police at them. 

But you only let out a small chuckle, “I don’t know, why would I?”

“I killed your brother,” he confessed. 

“You didn’t Chenle, I know the truth,” you told him. “You weren’t able to save him, that’s all.”

“See!? I was useless! How can you still mend my wounds after what I did!?”

You let out a sigh, “How can I resent the people who my brother considered as family?”

Silence. Chenle wasn’t able to say anything. You only gave him a bitter smile as you grabbed another alcohol pad and gently tapped it on his cheeks. That’s when he noticed how your eyes felt hollow, as if you’re dead inside. 

“My brother talks about you all the time, you’re like his younger brother,” you answered. “He thinks highly of you. He respects you, so how can I resent the person my brother loves?” 

“Why should I blame you for my brother’s death? When it was my fault that he joined the gang in the first place —“ and tears began to flow. Your hands drop as you hold onto the pad tightly. You couldn’t help but to sob, remembering that all your brother’s doing was for you.

All Mark wanted was for you to live a comfortable life, away from the shithole of your aunts’ house. And the only thing he can do as quickly as possible is join an underground gang. An easy access for money, but a risk. 

As much as you tried to stop him, it was useless. In the end, Mark was gone, and you don’t know if you can survive in this world alone. You felt helpless, that’s when you realised that you’ve also been dependent on Mark throughout your life. 

Your tears wouldn’t stop even when Chenle pulled you closer to his arms, you couldn’t help but cry louder. After weeks of being alone, this was the first time you found comfort.

“It’s not your fault,” Chenle muttered. “We never wanted this to happen,” he told you. 

And he was right. No one wants this, and the only thing that you two can do is assure each other. Both lost someone who’s very important to each other. Blaming and living with guilt was useless. 

Chenle thinks that it’s useless for him to let the guilt swallow him. He only lets out a deep sigh as he pulls you even closer to him. He was determined to never let you cry again. 

“I’m here, I’m not going to let you be alone again,” he swore to you.

[lowkeychenle]

Irrevocably [ZCL] (2)

Description: His decision has been made, but sometimes even Zhong Chenle can question his choices...

A/N: Thanks to popular demand, we have part two! I'm thinking this will be a three-parter. Do let me know if you would like a new one.

Genre: Angst, smut (no real sex but like smutty enough ig)

Content Warnings: Chenle is manipulative as hell in this!!! he is not a good guy in this fic!!! Do not read if you don't like it!!!!! This has gone into infidelity territory. Chenle is a bad dude in here, but the reader becomes a lil manipulative too. it's dramatic okay?

Word Count: 4,677

Pairing: Zhong Chenle x Reader | Mark Lee x Reader

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

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Not hearing from Chenle for a while hurt, but you expected after he left. You knew better than to assume your spot in his life anymore, and when you heard from Mark that Chenle and his girlfriend had gotten back together, it stung more than you thought it would.

You had nowhere to direct your anger. After all, you had no real reason to be angry in the first place. Chenle never promised you anything. He never once said he wanted to be with you in any other way besides what you already had.

Embarrassingly enough, you’d tried to reach out to him. None of your messages went through, not even making it to the ‘delivered’ status.

“So, he came over to see you, screwed you, and then left you in the morning after she called?” Mark raises his eyebrows, blinking in surprise. He sits on the floor between your couch and the coffee table.

“So eloquently put.” You roll your eyes. Sighing, you lean back against the cushion. “But yeah, that’s what happened. And now he has me blocked on everything.”

“I guess I’m just confused,” Mark says. “Why would he do that?”

You grab a decorative throw pillow and cover your face with it. “This is Chenle we’re talking about. I stopped asking about motives a long time ago.”

“Was he like this before?”

“No.” Your chest deflates. “Honestly, he used to be a really good friend, even when we were…you know. Are you mad that I slept with him?”

“Why would I be mad?” He frowns. “I mean, you know I like you. But I’m not gonna tell you what you can and cannot do with your body just because of that. If we were exclusive, it’d be different.”

“I almost stopped him. He’s just…familiar, if that makes sense.” Your cheeks heat up as you bite your tongue to stop yourself from continuing. The last thing you need to do is make any of this worse.

“I think we all have that person we’re weak for.” Mark gives you a half smile. “I get it.”

You cradle your pillow in your lap and rest your head in your palms. “This is probably the last thing you want to talk about.”

“I’ve had more favorable conversations,” he agrees. “And…if you don’t want something with me, that’s fine, you know? You just gotta be honest with me.”

The stark contrast between him and Chenle almost makes you question everything. Mark treats you the way you’re meant to be treated—kindly, with respect, like you matter. Chenle, on the other hand? He was nice to you when sex wasn’t involved…for the most part.

Back before he’d met his girlfriend, he was as close to perfect as he could get. He was respectful of you, he didn’t push your boundaries, he took care of you. Now it was manipulation and heartache and lies. Chenle lied to you. He said he missed you, that all he thought about when he was with her was you, and you couldn’t even try to believe that anymore. It made no sense.

Actions speak louder than words.

But if Mark is perfect, why the hell are you still thinking about Chenle?

“I can do that.” You sit there for a moment, contemplating what you’re even going to say to make any of this better. “I…I like you, but I like him, too.”

“So it wasn’t just sex.” Mark tries to understand, confusion plastered across his face.

“It was. But when he was here the other night, I kind of realized I didn’t think that way anymore. Everything he said to me…It just doesn’t feel fake, I guess.” You fidget with your fingers, unsure of why you’re giving so much detail to him.

“That changes things a little bit.” He shifts, resting one of his arms on his knee. “Don’t get me wrong, I’m still not mad. But I think you need to figure things out. I’m not okay with being a second choice, (Y/N). And I hope you know you deserve better than the bullshit he’s been putting you through.”

“I’m trying,” you tell him.

“Right.” He stands, brushing his jeans off. “Do me a favor and call me when you figure things out, okay?”

“I–”

“It’s alright. I’ll talk to you later.”

You can’t even get another word out before Mark is out of the door. Shock courses through you, and you wonder if you made a mistake by telling him about your feelings for Chenle. Yes, his actions have been questionable lately, but that’s not the Chenle you knew. The Chenle you knew is the sort of guy who falls on the floor laughing, the over competitive to a fault sort, and whoever the hell left your apartment that night was not him.

Fantastic. Now you don’t have Mark, either.

The rest of the day is spent sitting in the exact same spot. You try to find something to keep you occupied, but without hearing from Mark, your phone is drier than the Sahara desert. Not to mention nothing seems interesting to you anymore. Staring at the ceiling has become quite the hobby.

You didn’t realize how often you spoke with Chenle until he was gone from your life completely. The two of you used to text constantly, not about anything in particular. Feeling the lack of his company hurts deep in your soul, in a way that shakes you to your core.

When you head into your kitchen to throw a bag of popcorn into the microwave, you don’t even get the bag out of the plastic before you hear a knock. Frowning, you check around to see if Mark had left anything, and maybe it was him coming back for it.

You don’t find anything, but you walk over and throw the door open. Everything inside you shifts, the blood apparently draining from your body at the sight of Chenle standing in your doorframe.

You barely even have a second to think before he’s lunging forward, a hand grasping the small of your back as he leads you back into your apartment and kisses you like his life depends on it. Shock courses through you, and by the time he’s pulling away, you’re at a loss for words.

You should be mad at him. You should push him away and ask him why the fuck he’s suddenly back.

Except that’s no longer on your mind when you catch the look in his eyes. You quickly realize Mark was right—everyone has someone they’re weak for, and for you? It’s Chenle. His chest heaves from the abruptness of the kiss, his tongue darting out to wet his full lips.

“God, I need you so fucking bad right now,” he groans, pulling you flush against him.

You don’t question it. In your mind, this means his girlfriend must’ve left again. She no longer exists in your mind. Chenle would never do that to someone.

“I saw him leave,” Chenle whispers, trailing his lips down your neck to where it meets your shoulder. “Every time I see him with you, I want to kill him.”

“Chenle, I—”

“You like getting me strung up like this, huh?” He nips your skin. “I hate thinking about anyone else fucking you.”

Your world spins around you, and you’re half-convinced this is a dream, but you feed into it regardless. You’ve craved him the entirety of his absence, so if this is all in your head, you’ll thank yourself when you wake up.

“You can’t leave again,” you say, tangling your fingers in his hair.

“I won’t, baby,” he hums, resting his forehead on yours. “Can’t stay away from you.”

You tug him back to you, mouths smashing together. Every logical thought you’ve ever had has quickly exited, leaving you alone with a next to primal desire for the man before you. When you pull on his hair, he moans into your kiss, sending excited chills up and down your spine.

Remembering Mark briefly, you push Chenle away, turning toward your kitchen and aching for oxygen. You hate the way you want to forget the past two weeks. Like everything he’s done to you doesn’t matter anymore because he suddenly wants you again.

It’s not okay. You know it’s not, but somehow, it’s not enough to change your mind. You have to distance yourself from him, or every ounce of self-respect you’ve ever had gets flushed down the drain.

“(Y/N), where are you going?” Irritation tinges his voice.

“Better question,” you say, pointing an accusing finger at him. “Where the hell have you been?”

His eyebrows pinch, creasing his forehead. You swear you see a hint of guilt, but it disappears from your view when he turns his head.

“You think you can disappear for weeks and then when you show up at my door, I’ll just drop my pants for you?”

“That’s not what I said,” he replies with a scoff. “I don’t know what I was thinking, okay? I saw you and it just…I need you.”

“No.” You shake your head. “You don’t get to do that anymore.”

“What the hell is your problem?” Chenle’s voice raises. “You were never like this before.”

You freeze, a laugh of disbelief escaping your lips as you slap a hand over your mouth. “I’m the one that’s different?”

A shaky breath follows, and then you break into a psychotic laughing fit, gripping onto the counter as actual tears well in your eyes as you try to regain your composure.

“Your girlfriend broke up with you because you left pictures of me in your phone,” you remind him. “And then your first response was to come to my house and tell me how much you missed me and how much you need me, but then you went running back to her the second she was willing to talk about it.”

“That’s—”

“I’m not done,” you snap. Your fury grows, and red clouds your vision. “I warned you. I warned you she would make you choose, and you left without any hesitation. And I haven’t heard from you this whole time, so what the hell was I supposed to think?”

“Are you done now?” He narrows his eyes at you, crossing his arms over his chest.

You run your tongue over your teeth, nodding slowly. “You know what? Yeah. I am. Get out, Chenle.”

“Hey, that’s not what I meant—” He takes a step forward, and you take a matching one backward.

“Does she know you’re here?” You raise your eyebrows. “If I texted you right now, would I still be blocked?”

Chenle glances up at the ceiling. He doesn’t even need to tell you the answer—you already know.

“Oh, my God.” You stumble a little further back. “You just barged into my apartment, tried to get with me, and you’re still with her?”

“It’s not like that.”

“Oh, then please do enlighten me. How is it?”

“Why do you have to do this right now?” he asks, tugging his fingers through his hair as he turns away.

You don’t know him anymore. That much is clear to you—you will never be his, he will never be yours. Nothing about this situation is going to work, not that you ever truly thought it would in the first place. Could you really even be mad at him? You knew what you were getting yourself into when everything started.

“What do you feel about me?” you ask, folding your arms over your chest.

“What the hell are you talking about?” he shoots back, recoiling.

“Am I even your friend anymore?” You scoff. “Be fucking serious right now, do you see me as anything other than an easy fuck?”

“There’s nothing exactly easy about you, (Y/N).” He narrows his eyes at you. “I’m not letting you go.”

“Your girlfriend doesn’t want you here, Chenle.” You try to stay as cool as possible, letting your anger dissipate. “If you’re not going to leave her, you need to leave me. She made you pick, and now I am, too.”

“Are you serious?”

“Clearly.” 

“Not really sure where this fucking ego came from, but I don’t even know you anymore.” He shakes his head, turning away from you.

“Yeah,” you agree. “You’re too busy saving face in a relationship you’re clearly not too attached to. Does she not fuck you good enough?”

His silence is all you need. You imagine the way he closes his eyes, like his emotions are becoming too much for him.

“Or, I bet she hasn’t touched you at all since you got back together. Poor Chenle, can’t stand not getting his dick wet for a fucking month. You realize you’re doing exactly what she expects you not to do?”

“Yeah, because you’re such a saint, right?” He lets out a bitter laugh. “Hanging out with Mark and leading him on when I’m clearly the one you want.”

“If you don’t leave, I’m calling your girlfriend to come get you,” you threaten him, cocking an eyebrow.

“You’re gonna regret this,” he says.

“I don’t think I will.”

He leaves you alone, and all you can do is crumble to the floor when he shuts the door behind him. You trace over your lips, guilt sinking in at the thought of kissing Chenle when his girlfriend already thinks so low of you. How could you do this to her? She never did anything wrong to you.

As much as you know it’ll hurt, you steel your resolve. You deserve better, and this is exactly what you needed to catapult you toward Mark. He’ll be good to you, and eventually, you’ll get over Chenle. Hopefully, it’s not at Mark’s expense.

Jaemin was throwing a party. He invited Mark, who obviously decided he would take you. It’d been almost a month since Chenle burst into your apartment, so you figured you would be mostly over him in case he decided to show up at the same place.

Jaemin’s place was huge—hence why he’s always the host of these parties. The three story home is like a mansion, complete with dozens of empty rooms upstairs and vast space on the downstairs level for hundreds of people.

By the time you and Mark arrive, it’s already full. There are a few separate living rooms with giant couches, and random chairs strewn about for extra seating arrangements. Jaemin’s group usually sticks together. Years ago, when Chenle originally met them, he was the one who introduced you to the group. Everyone understood the dire situation between the two of you, but no one except Mark knew the full truth.

Since Chenle’s not there when you and Mark sit down, you hope that means he’s not coming at all.

Your relationship with Mark has gone well. You agreed to make it official, and the two of you proceeded to do normal relationship things. Even though you still have yet to sleep with him, you’ve done other things, and you were enjoying the slow pace you were taking. It was a nice contrast to the way things were with Chenle.

You sit on Mark’s lap, dropping your head into his neck while you laugh at something Jaemin said from across the room. His hands are latched around you firmly.

“No, that’s not even how that happened, dude.” Mark shakes his head, excitedly pointing at Jeno. “That motherfucker is just faster than me, okay? How was I supposed to know that?”

“You can just say you suck at sports,” Jeno retorts, grinning as he sips his drink.

Jisung stands from the other end of the couch. “Chenle’s here, gonna go grab him.”

You tense, and even though Mark feels it, you hope it’s not obvious to everyone else. Your boyfriend’s grip tightens on you, and he rubs his thumb on your hip in an attempt to comfort you. This’ll be the first time you’ve seen Chenle in a while, and you have no doubt in your mind that his girlfriend will be here too. You’ve met her plenty of times, but now it was different. She won. And she knows it, too.

“Are you okay?” Mark whispers in your ear. “We can do something else if you don’t want to be around him.”

“I’ll be fine.” You run your fingers through his hair and smile at him. “Thank you, though.”

“You sure?”

“Why wouldn’t I be? You know I don’t want him anymore.” You cup his cheeks and press a quick kiss to his lips. “You’re all I need and more.”

“Let me know if you change your mind. I don’t want you to be uncomfortable.” He squeezes you once, and then the two of you return to your conversation with Jaemin and Jeno.

Renjun brings drinks for everyone, and you gratefully accept yours. As you tip the cup to your lips, three figures make their way through the darkness and into their spots on the couch. Jisung, Chenle, and his girlfriend.

She sits between him and Jisung, leaving Chenle only a few feet away from you. You make brief eye contact, and the only acknowledgement he gives you is a quick raise of his brows. His gaze sweeps over how you’re positioned on Mark, and you’re almost certain you see a scowl on his face right before he sits.

He rests against the cushion, crossing his legs before he puts his arm around his girlfriend and tugs her close to him. She doesn’t even seem to notice your existence, and you feel hate bubble in your gut at the thought of them being happy together.

Mark pokes your side, making you laugh as you curl further into him.

“What are you doing?” you ask, grabbing his hand. “You know I’m ticklish.”

“I just like touching you.” He winks and takes a large sip of his drink.

“You’re pretty good at it, too.” You watch the smile on his face widen, and only when Jaemin says your name, are you shaken away from Mark.

“(Y/N), last time I had a party, didn’t you and Chenle get so drunk that you convinced him to dance on top of the pool table?” Jaemin’s voice is filled with laughter at the memory. “Guys, he wouldn’t get down. She had to go up there and try to get him down. They’re fucking crazy together. Makes a party.”

“Ah, yes, too bad you got rid of the pool table.” You set your drink down and shuffle on Mark’s lap.

Jaemin frowns. “No, I didn’t—”

“I’m sure you’ve got better stories than that trainwreck,” Chenle joins in.

You’ve been doing relatively well. Honestly, you thought you were making decent progress in getting over Chenle, but his words still sink into your gut and churn there until it turns into anger.

How can you make him hurt the same way he’s hurt you?

A plan forms in your mind, and you hide your smirk with your drink. Out of the corner of your eye, you catch the way his girlfriend is staring at you. Her gaze drags over you as if she’s assessing which parts of you Chenle ever liked.

Well, it’s not like she hasn’t seen them. He only kept them saved for a year.

Time for you to put on a show. You want to piss them both off, and you know exactly how you can do just that.

You lean in to whisper in Mark’s ear. “Does this make you uncomfortable?”

“No, of course not.” He pulls away to look at your face. “You know it doesn’t.”

“Good. Then you know that I want you.”

He smirks. “Keep squirming this much, and you’ll know how much I want you, too.”

Mark gets a little more confident when he drinks, and you enjoy it. He reaches down and squeezes your ass quickly, but all that does is make you move more. The two of you laugh together, and he leans forward like he’s going to kiss you.

“Yo, if you two are gonna fuck, can you at least take it upstairs?” Jaemin throws his empty cup at the two of you, but since it’s a red solo cup, it ends up barely making it half the distance.

Mark’s lips brush your ear. “Kinda like the sound of that.”

You can’t even hide the shiver that runs down your spine. Instead of answering, you slide off his lap and hold your hand out to him. He gets up quickly and wraps his arm around your waist and tugs your back to his front before placing a kiss on your neck. The other boys whoop and holler as he guides you toward the stairs, both of you giggling the entire way.

You look over your shoulder, giggles fading when you catch the glare on Chenle’s face. If looks could kill, you’re sure both you and Mark would be eviscerated by now. He’s almost taunting you, daring you to move forward and go upstairs with Mark. Chenle’s girlfriend is scowling for a different reason, irritation plastered on her face while her arms are crossed over her chest.

After a few seconds like that, Chenle disappears from your view as Mark hand dips to squeeze your ass again. You intertwine your fingers with his and lead him all the way to the end of the hall. The door is unlocked, and the room is empty, so you close it behind you.

Mark smiles as you wrap your arms over his shoulders. You barely take time to appreciate it before you press your lips to his. He hums against your mouth. He walks you backwards, hands on your butt, until the back of your knees hit the mattress.

“You’re sure this is okay?” he mutters, gently kissing down your neck. “I’ve wanted to fuck you for so long.”

Your breath shudders, and you nod. “It’s more than okay.” You refuse to waste anymore time. Reaching beneath his shirt, you nudge it up his body.

He pulls it off in a swift motion, allowing you time to trace your fingers along his muscles. You push him onto the bed, and he backs up until he’s sitting against the headboard. Without hesitation, you join him in taking your shirt off. The lace of your bra is practically non-existent, but he gulps as you climb on top of him.

You guide his hands to your breasts, sighing when he squeezes them. Grinding down on him, you hold onto his shoulders. You feel his hardness through his shorts, and you lunge forward to kiss him. His tongue battles with yours, and you start to slowly lift yourself from his lap and sink back down as if you were riding his cock. Groaning, he kisses you harder, grasping your hips and helping you grind down on him, back and forth in rhythm with the way his mouth clashes with yours.

The straps of your bra fall down your arms and you tilt your head back at the deliciousness of the friction. Mark nips your collarbone, thrusting up to gain more friction.

“Fuck,” he moans. “Want you on my cock so bad.”

“God, me too.” You move faster, your body shaking and heat infiltrating every inch of you. It’s about time you took this step with Mark, and despite the way the glare on Chenle’s face as you went up the stairs with Mark excited you, you know Mark is everything you want.

He unbuttons your shorts, and you lift up to allow him to pull them down. Before his fingers can even latch onto the belt loops, the door slams open. Mark reacts quickly, flipping you over so he covers you with his body until he can get the throw blanket at the edge of it over you.

“What the fuck are you doing?” Mark hisses, quickly grabbing his shirt from the floor.

You clutch the blanket to your chest as you let your gaze travel to the door, and when you make eye contact with Chenle, your stomach twists.

“I…” Chenle pauses, glancing between Mark and you. “I don’t know.”

Tears well, but you refuse to let them fall in front of Chenle. You can’t lie and say you weren’t hoping this is what would happen, but now that it’s here, you have two men looking at you for answers.

“You’re a shitty person, you know that?” Mark says to Chenle. “What is she to you? A fucking toy? You think it makes you fucking cool to ditch her and then not want her to be with someone else?”

“What, and you treat her better? You were about to fuck her at a party—”

“Better than fucking her while I still have a girlfriend,” Mark snaps.

“What?” A soft voice sounds from behind Chenle, and he grimaces.

“No, that never happened, I—” Chenle frantically looks to you for support, fear in his eyes as he silently begs you to help him.

But you refuse to. It’s his own fault he’s in this situation.

Footsteps retreat, but Chenle stays put, panic rising as he tries to figure out whether or not he should stay or if he should go after his girlfriend.

“You’ll never fucking be anything to her,” Chenle spits at Mark. “You think she’ll ever think of you the way she thinks of me? She’s mine, and you’re an idiot if you think you stand a chance—”

Mark’s fist connects with Chenle’s jaw, and you scream. Launching up from the bed, you push yourself between them before Chenle can retaliate. You pant as you pull the straps of your bra back up and face Mark, putting your hand up.

“Mark, I—”

“Oh, fucking forget this.” He laughs, slapping his palm to his forehead. “He’s right, isn’t he? No matter what I do, it’ll always be him?”

You take a step forward. “It’s not like that—”

“He just insulted you, and you stood in front of him. You stood in front of him.” The anger on Mark’s face is new to you, and you feel shame prickle in your gut.

“Please, let me—”

“I wasn’t the one throwing punches,” Chenle says. “So it’s not like she had anything to protect you from—”

“Fuck this. I’m done.” Mark pushes past both of you, stopping to turn back and point. “You two are both fucked up. I don’t want to hear from either of you ever again.”

“Mark—” You start to follow him, but Chenle grabs your wrist. Glaring at him, you try to jerk away from him. “You’ve done enough, leave me alone.”

“It’s not…not like that. You’re half-naked, (Y/N), at least get dressed before you follow him.”

You curse loudly, running back into the room to grab your shirt from the floor. Tears blur your vision as you tug on the fabric back on and button your shorts. You try to ignore Chenle’s presence—considering that’s how you got here in the first place—but the emotions become too much.

You fall to your knees at the edge of the bed, Chenle’s form a blur as he moves toward you. Your fists clench into the bedding, and your body shakes as you truly realize what you’ve done.

Chenle’s embrace feels natural, easy to melt into, but you push him away with such force, he sits down on the floor next to you.

“Don’t touch me,” you hiss at him. “This is all your fault. Why can’t you just fucking leave me alone?”

“It’s okay,” he replies, nodding. “You should be mad at me. I’m so sorry. I don’t even know what just happened.”

You grip his shoulders and start shaking him. “What’s wrong with you? What happened to you? Where did Chenle go?”

For the first time in months, you see the old him. The one who actually cared for you. Guilt and shame cover his face as he takes in the state you’re in. You eventually become so weak, you crumble. He catches you, stroking the top of your head.

“I’m so sorry.” Chenle squeezes you tightly. “I never wanted to hurt you.”

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Hello! First time writing and posting a fanfic! Hope y'all like it! Got the idea from the playlist below:

pov: you're his mafia assistant; possesive zhong li

Mafia Boss Zhongli x Assistant reader AU

Trigger warning: blood, gunshots, guns, violence, cursing, fights. (fluff at the end? I don't know how to call it but Zhongli is a green flag for sure ;))

Disclaimer: The art is not mine, the artist is on Twitter under the username @KinoWong1

It was your third year, working as a mafia leader's assistant. You had to take care of his schedule and organize his meetings. Although this was pretty exhausting, looking at his handsome yet cold face was enough to lift your tiredness. Who doesn't appreciate beauty?

As you were sitting at your assigned desk, you were working on a rapport its due was today. Taking a pause, you leaned back in your chair and glanced out the window, completely zoning out. Your boss, Zhongli, was hard to read. His face remained constantly unfazed and calm, making it challenging to guess his thoughts. Yet, it was this air of mystery that added to his attractiveness. But you must admit, that man was a true gentleman.

Lost in thoughts, a sudden loud bang was heard outside, which made you stand up, frightened. By accepting this job, you were aware that you might lose your life in a mafia fight, be kidnapped, or way worse, be sacrificed.

Inhaling deeply to steady your nerves, distant shouts and gunfire from the first floor seeped into your ears. Surprisingly, you swiftly regained your composure, reaching for the small gun concealed under the desk, it was a first-day gift from Mister Zhongli. Aware of his absence, you dashed towards his office, seeking refuge.

As soon as you hid behind his desk, the door flew open, and four armed men entered. Trembling uncontrollably, your hands shook, breaths coming in ragged gasps, fear palpable in the pit of your stomach.

Frantically grabbing your phone, which had been left on silent. With trembling hands, you start writing a message to your boss, warning him about the situation.

from you to Mister Zhongli

"Greetings Mister Zhongli, the building is under attack, please do not come here. They already reached your office."

For a moment, a loud sound was heard in the entire office... Your eyes were wide open as you watched your phone drop onto the floor. Panic surged; "I'm done for," flashed through your mind. A sharp pain seared through your scalp as one of the men yanked you backward while another reached out to your phone, a small groan escaped your throat,

"She contacted him! Kill her," the man holding the phone barked, fixing a menacing glare on you.

Tears welling in your eyes, you seized the small gun with both hands, catching them off guard, and aimed at the man clutching your hair. With a determined yet shaky hand, you fired at the man's leg, the sudden burst of gunfire echoing through the chaos.

A high-pitched ringing filled your ears, drowning out the man's agonized screams as he released your hair. Your legs quivered beneath you, barely able to support your weight. Instinct took over as you aimed the gun at the three remaining men, your voice firm with a tremor of fear, "Don't move, or I will shoot," you warned, trying to mask the trembling in your voice.

To your dismay, two of them erupted into laughter, while the third sneered mockingly, "How adorable. Let's bring her along, she's got to be his assistant," he commanded the others.

Before you could react, one of them moved with lightning speed, stealthily snatching the gun from your grasp. Panic surged as a hand clamped around your throat, cutting off your breath, the world spinning in a whirlwind of fear and desperation.

As your vision blurred and darkness threatened to engulf you, another loud bang reverberated nearby. Suddenly, the constricting pressure around your throat is released, allowing air to rush back into your lungs. Strong arms encircled your waist, steadying you.

"Take slow breaths, don't panic," a soothing voice murmured near your ear, instantly calming your frayed nerves. A familiar and comforting scent enveloped you, jolting you awake. "Boss!" you blurted out, but before you could say more, the man holding you hushed you with a gentle gesture.

"Shh, not now," the voice interrupted, firm yet reassuring, preventing you from continuing.

Looking around, you noticed the bodies of the men lying on the floor. He'd already dealt with them? The realization struck you with surprise and disbelief. Tears streaked down your cheeks as you looked up at him, trying to comprehend the situation.

To your astonishment, he smiled—a rare sight that momentarily erased the recent chaos. "Am I that handsome?" he joked, catching you off guard. "Are you truly Mister Zhongli?" you asked, your tone serious, considering his usual demeanor that seldom allowed for such warmth.

His laughter filled the room, and in your flustered state, you pulled away from his hold, cheeks flushed with embarrassment. "Thank you, Boss," you managed, bowing slightly to convey your gratitude.

"Clear the area and dispose of these bodies," Mister Zhongli commanded his men before turning his gaze back to you. "May I hold you?" he asked softly, his expression gentle. You hesitated for a moment, caught off guard, but before you could respond, you found yourself enveloped in a hug from your boss.

"I may not be an expressive man but one thing is sure, you are dear to me, milady," Caught off guard by his sudden display of vulnerability and protectiveness, your breath hitched as he whispered, rendering you speechless. "I was careless and because of me, your beautiful neck got to taste the consequences of my carelessness," His hand traced the red marks on your neck. His intense gaze made your heart race with both fear and an unexpected flutter of something else. You gulped, not expecting such a turn, your heartbeat fastening from the sudden proximity.

"I vow to protect you, mi amor, I vow to kill anyone that touches you," he declared in a low, dangerous tone, his eyes ablaze with a fierce determination. "No one will harm you again. I want you to be touched by me and only me..." His lips brushed against your hand gently, his eyes never leaving yours. "Please mi corazón, be mine," he pleaded, his forehead resting against yours, his touch tender yet his gaze unwaveringly intense.

You sighed, feeling torn between the complexities of the situation and your unexpected emotions. Who were you to deny such a passionate declaration, regardless of his occupation and the risks involved? His intensity and the depth of his feelings left you conflicted. Maybe, just maybe, you were willing to embrace this new, complicated reality, consequences be damned.

[tartigglez]

Hello tunblr user that I have NEVER spoken to before

Can I pretty please request dragon!zhongli doing dragon!Zhongli things

Like hoarding shiny things, and having a tail and hating random plants and squid 😭😭😭😭 idk I’m just hoping that something in this magically inspires your brain BUT feel free to ignore me

(I also really wanted to initiate ur ask box lol)

~ 🌷 anon <3

Why hello there tumblr user who i have also never spoken to! i hope this is uh,,, acceptable.

it was so hard to find a title for this oml

"my natural form...?"

zhongli x gn!reader

genre: fluff, pure unfiltered fluffiness, such fluff, many fluffitude

word count: 500-ish

tags: retail addict zhong bc we love to see it, possessive zhong, zhong hates fish zhong, protective zhong (hes a cutie patootie guys omgomomgomgomgogmogmHDKAJH), venti makes a cameo/reader is a traveller but not tHE traveller bc THEYRE MINORS I REFUSE TO WRITE THAT. thats kinda it

tw/cw: possessive dragon boi, it lowkey seems like lightly toxic behaviour but i think thats it

a/n: i wrote a little smol bit of this every night this week so its maybe a bit disjointed but whatever. this was fun to write ty tulip bb. zhongli is the cutest im so sOFT FOR THIS MAN AAAA. also send me asks, ples, pls, plsssssssss, pls.

dragon!zhongli who will buy pretty things without even realising that he quite literally has a retail addiction. will put things in random places in your house then get really confused when you move them. he keeps closely monitored stock of everything.

“darling, have you seen my golden vase anywhere”

“which golden vase?” 

“the one i purchased last week, at the market”

“i put flowers in it, it’s in the kitchen”

“okay, okay, good”

“you seem awfully worried about it”

“i am not, i simply… wished to know where it was… is all.”

“i see.”

dragon!zhongli who is lowkey possessive over you but refuses to admit it, also he feels that jealousy is not a good shade on him. But he’s a dragon, and you’re his most prized treasure, so it is only natural to him to protect you, right? it can’t be helped. he's got a really good sense of smell, so he can always tell who you’ve been around in the past few hours, but won’t tell you because he's afraid it’ll freak you out. 

(side note: he totally loves your scent and will compliment you on it all the time, like he’ll bury his head in your neck to calm himself down omg)

“my dear, who was with you earlier?”

“the guild had me teleport to mondstadt for a commission, why?”

“nothing my love, i simply- nevermind”

you look him in the eyes doubtfully

“tell.” 

“alright. you were with the anemo archon, yes?”

“i was. i was sent out to windrise to fight some hilichurls, i ran into him and he helped me defeat them, why?” 

“nothing, darling. the hilichurls didn’t hurt you, did they?”

“when has a hilichurl ever hurt me?”

“it is difficult to argue with that logic.”

dragon!zhongli who despite literally creating the harbour, refuses to go near the markets. he cannot stand the smell of the seafood that the merchants sell, so despite trying to “blend in” whilst in his mortal form, he will rarely be sighted outside the innermost parts of the city. 

“li’”

“yes, dear?”

“shall we take a stroll by the harbour? i have a free hour this afternoon and we should spend some time together. i haven’t spent much time with you this week, and i've missed you.”

“i have missed you too, love, however i think that-”

“you think?”

“i think that it is rather cold, down by the harbour. Shall we go to the teahouse instead?”

dragon!zhongli who is unconsciously protective of you in his sleep. he will wrap his tail around your form when cuddling, as a literal natural response. puts it around your waist and between your arms whilst spooning you so you can hug it like a teddy bear whilst he puts little kisses on your shoulders as you doze off. tells you the stories of years gone by as you sleep to vent his worries.

“li’”

“darling?”

“tell a story”

“must i?”

“yes, you must!”

“very well my dear, close your eyes.”

[rin-fukuroi]

𝐎𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐝𝐞, 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐞 [𝐀𝐥𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐦 𝐱 𝐙𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐋𝐢]

Please do not translate or publish my works without my permission.

The originals of my works can be read here

Fandom: Genshin Impact Pairings: Alhaitham x Fem!reader x Zhong Li Warnings: NSFW, threesome, degradation, oral sex, creampie, squirt, cumshot.

Note: English is not my native language, so I apologize if there are errors in the text qq This is my first post on tumblr and I'm a little worried, but I hope you like it!~

You melt in the warmth of two pairs of hands caressing your body. Zhong Li's palms gently squeeze your hips while his lips press against the skin of the inside of your thighs, making you tremble from the pleasant waves that rush to your spine. He is so careful, delicate and carefully slow, slowly massaging your elastic flesh until his long forked tongue clings to your wet folds, drawing circles around your throbbing clitoris. Even that would be enough to make you crazy with pleasure, but now your attention is attracted by the persistent, slightly rough touch of strong fingers to your jaw.

— Open your mouth.

Your gaze hesitantly rises to Alhaitham towering over you. From his emerald eyes, watching intently as your lips slowly open, an even more pungent heat flows to the bottom of your stomach, merging with the pleasure that a man gives you, squeezed between your thighs, thrusting his tongue deeper into your contracting walls, touching every sensitive point in your insides.

Zhong Li has always been too good at everything about your pleasure. The disheveled strands of his bangs tickle your thighs, forcing you to squeeze his head even harder. You knew he didn't mind. He likes the way you cling to him, how you squirm on the sheets, emitting sweet moans from the slightest movement of his tongue. The irises of Zhong Li's eyes, glowing in the dark, shimmer with pure gold, watching you obey Alhaitham. He never tried to fight for your attention, preferring to give you pleasure and revel in your taste, while Alhaitham was less attentive and always pursued only his own pleasure, using your body the way he likes.

This tandem of two opposites will kill you someday. While Zhong Li devours you with restrained greed, Alhaitham bends over you, painfully pressing on your jaw, impatiently stopping your slowness. You unconsciously stick out your tongue, looking up at him, waiting for approval.

— Good girl.

Ah, the praise that sounds in Alhaitham's low, velvety voice is something for which you are ready to do whatever he asks.

Your eyebrows furrow slightly, and an uncontrollable low moan escapes from your throat when you feel his saliva settling on your tongue. You watch with fascination as Alhaitham licks his lips, pressing on your chin, forcing you to close your mouth. You don't need an order, you instantly swallow the mixture of your saliva with pleasure, making a contented purr. For some reason, such moments always made you feel really needed by this indifferent cold man.

Your chest heaves heavily, and your fingers press into the sheets as Zhong Li's tongue slips out of your insides, making its way between your folds to circle around your sensitive clitoris for the last time.

— You are so delicious, dear… — Zhong Li's soft voice merges with your heavy breathing in the silence of the room.

— This is not something worth reporting every time you taste her, Morax, — your eyes are closed, but you can hear Alhaitham's heavy footsteps receding, which made you lift your head, turning your gaze in the direction of Zhong Li.

Your breath literally freezes when a picture unfolds before your eyes of how Alhaitham's big palm wraps around Zhong Li's neck, forcing him to get up from his knees to wrap him in a deep kiss. Your cheeks are flushed, and your lower abdomen is cramping again, but such a pleasant pain when you imagine how their tongues are now sharing your taste. You shudder when Alhaitham's eyes open, meeting your gaze, hypnotized by the kiss of your beloved men. You could almost see the corners of Alhaitham's lips lift slightly in a smug grin before his lips tear away from Zhong Li and all attention turns to you.

— What is it? Did our little whore like what she saw? — your lips open, intending to say something, but all the words immediately melt on the tongue, giving way to a languid sigh when Alhaitham's strong fingers pressed into your hips, pulling your body to the edge of the bed. His towering figure has now settled between your legs instead of Zhong Li, forcing your attention to be directed to his trembling cock, threateningly aligned with your entrance, when his large palms abruptly grabbed your buttocks, lifting the lower part of your body. You unconsciously cross your ankles behind his back, trying to pull his hips closer, so that you can finally feel how this divine member will fill your insides. — How impatient you are, — no matter how desperate your attempts, Alhaitham froze, resting the head of his massive organ on your clitoris, forcing you to squirm even harder in his grip. — Have you forgotten anything?

Alhaitham's cold predatory gaze turned to you, made the heat in your lower abdomen pulsate even more intensely, as if forcibly pushing the right words up your throat.

— P-please… Fuck me, Haitham.

—Louder, — Alhaitham spat out sharply, pressing even harder on your soft flesh with his fingers.

— Well, well, Haitham, be gentle with her at least sometimes, — you feel the soft touch of Zhong Li's palm on your cheek, turning your head to meet the gaze of amber eyes, permeated with adoration, turned to you. He replaced Alhaitham in his place, where he towered over you like a heavy shadow, but the presence of Zhong Li in this place did not make you feel pressure, but made you want to touch him. The palm itself reached out to his hand caressing your face, until an exasperated sigh was heard from the other side.

— Tch, you're too kind to her, Morax. She wants to be used, doesn't you, Y/N?

You hesitate, bluntly blunting your gaze somewhere to the side, slightly moving away from Zhong Li's palm.

— I… y-yes, please…

Morax's eyes open wide, watching you in surprise from his height. You look so innocent, so fragile and tender in his eyes, but such dirty and vulgar words come out of your lips, from which an inexplicable excitement flows to the lower abdomen of a man. He always wanted to protect you, wanted to surround you with care and love, but now, when your miniature hands reach for the zipper of his trousers, still hiding his erection from your curious eyes, his thoughts are filled with something unfamiliar to him. Dark and viscous, but so attractive that Zhong Li can't resist it.

— This is right answer, — Alhaitham's hand painfully squeezes the shin of one of your legs, arranging your foot on his shoulder. His lips press against your heated skin in a short kiss before his cock roughly stretches your insides with one persistent thrust, causing your back to arch from a sudden sharp pain, almost instantly replaced by pure pleasure when his hips pull away from your ass only to crash into it with a loud pop.

You desperately cling to the sheets, trying to stay on the bed as your body begins to slide over the sheets in time with the rough pace set by Alhaitham, but your eyes in silent pleading meet the gaze of Morax, studying your contorted expression of pleasure on the face behind.

Zhong Li's palm touches your cheek again.

— I'll give you what you want.

Zhong Li's free hand straightens the zipper of his trousers in one sharp movement, hastily pulling down the thick fabric along with underwear along his thighs, freeing his hard erection from the tight shackles for a long time, which now trembles slightly not far from your face. You could never take your eyes off his cock, which was a little bigger than Alhaitham's, but filled your throat so perfectly whenever you wanted to make him relax a little and take his mind off the exhausting paperwork. But now… This will be the first time when your lips greedily embrace his oozing pre-ejaculate head in the presence of Alhaitham, who is carefully watching you from his place between your legs.

Your small palm can barely wrap around Zhong Li's cock, which is now gradually filling your throat. Morax's long fingers tangle in your disheveled hair, unobtrusively helping you maintain the gentle pace with which your head swings towards his hips, pushing his massive organ further into the tightness of your throat with each new penetration. Your sweet muffled moans send pleasant vibrations through Zhong Li's body, watching you from under heavy eyelids and long eyelashes. You are so perfect for both of them that for the first time the great Geo Archon has no words to express his admiration. His lips open, emitting soft moans and restrained growls as you accept the same casual but insistent pace with which Alhaitham's cock pierces your insides. Morax's fingers are clenching your soft curls tighter and tighter, while his head involuntarily leans back, and his eyes close, while he just enjoys the warmth of your throat enveloping his hard cock.

When Morax's lower abdomen is reduced to a painfully familiar feeling, his eyes open lazily, meeting the gaze of Alhaitham, who feels the approach of his orgasm as clearly as the Lord of Geo. Let each of you remain silent, allowing only sweet and hoarse moans to escape from your lips, you all shared one pleasure, ready to burst and spill over every cell of your bodies. The eyes of both men watched in fascination as they both filled you to the limit, synchronizing the rhythm of their movements with each other.

You choke, drops of saliva slowly trickle down your cheeks while you choke on the impressive organ of Morax, trying to cope with his pace. You can feel Alhaitham's cock swell and throb in your insides in sync with how Zhong Li is approaching his climax, more and more desperately piercing your throat. You never thought that the pleasure of these two men would be something even more pleasant for you than the pleasure that they give you. The louder and hoarse the sounds coming out of Zhong Li and Alhaitham's throat became, the tighter the knot in your stomach tightened, forcing your back to arch, and desperate loud moans hit the hard flesh of Zhong Li, perfectly filling you over and over again. Your knuckles turn white as you cling to the sheets, letting out one last long moan. It seemed that every muscle of your body, every cell and every nerve was struck by a delicious heat when your walls inevitably tightened around the firm girth of Alhaitham, and your moisture flooded his thighs and the bottom of your stomach with uncontrollable splashes. Your body was trembling in sweet convulsions, forcing both men to fix their eyes on you.

Alhaitham let out a distinct loud growl as his penis struggled to come out and enter your insides from how tightly you squeezed around him, inevitably pulling his own orgasm out of him.

— Fuck…! — his fingers painfully pressed into your soft skin, instantly leaving bruises on it, and you felt the warm liquid pour over the walls spasming around his girth. Alhaitham's thighs trembled, pressing into the elastic flesh of your buttocks, forcing the head of his penis painfully against the cervix, until his hot sperm began to flow smoothly over your skin, settling in wet spots on the fabric of the sheets.

Following the orgasm of Alhaitham, a delightful climax also falls on Zhong Li's body, tearing out a long moan from his throat. His grip on your hair becomes even more palpable when he pulls your head away, bursting out of your throat. His free palm wraps around his swollen cock, from which hot sticky threads instantly break out, decorating your face with a vulgar pattern. You desperately grab the air with your lips, feeling a salty taste on your tongue when a few drops of his sperm get into your mouth, swallowing each of them with pleasure. The silence of the room is broken by heavy sighs, and the fog of intense climax releases Morax's consciousness. His amber eyes run over your cum-drenched face, and anxiety settles in his chest. His lips open, ready to utter words of apology, but he swallows them as quickly as they managed to swirl on his tongue when he notices how greedily you lick the creamy drops around your mouth.

Trying to stabilize your breathing, you raise yourself unsteadily on your elbows, catching the sticky liquid that has settled on your cheeks on the tip of your index finger. Your lips wrap around your finger, and your eyelids grow heavy, blurring your clouded gaze while you savor the taste of Zhong Li on your tongue.

The corners of Alhaitham's lips lift in a barely noticeable smile, while Zhong Li runs his long fingers into the damp curls of the bangs stuck to his forehead, combing the unruly strands back.

— You really are the perfect whore for us.

[maehemthemisfit]

𝐎𝐅𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐋 𝐅𝐋𝐔𝐅𝐅𝐕𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐑

𝐉𝐎𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

𝐁𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐀 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐑

💛 𝐍𝐎𝐕 𝟎𝟏

• 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍 𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐓 — oneshot: you stayed, even after his betrayals | kunikuzushi/scaramouche x gn!reader | by @maehemthemisfit

💛 𝐍𝐎𝐕 𝟎𝟐

• 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍 𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐓 — headcanons: sleepy headcanons | ft. scaramouche and tighnari x gn! reader | by @maehemthemisfit

💛 𝐍𝐎𝐕 𝟎𝟑

• 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍 𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐓 — “and despite it all, you were there, with him, together” | xiao x gn!reader | by @eenie-teenieweenie

💛 𝐍𝐎𝐕 𝟎𝟒

• 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍 𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐓 — oneshot: midnight shenanigans | ft. xiao, ayato, and alhaitham x reader | by @alhara

• 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍 𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐓 — headcanons: when they have a crush on you | ft. scaramouche, xiao, and ganyu x gn!reader | by @atskas

• 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍 𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐓 — oneshot: your presence | scaramouche x reader | by @ventisweetheart

💛 𝐍𝐎𝐕 𝟎𝟓

• 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍 𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐓 — | by @alhara

💛 𝐍𝐎𝐕 𝟎𝟔

• 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍 𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐓 — oneshot: kaedehara kazuha x gn!reader | by @pyonpyonnnn

💛 𝐍𝐎𝐕 𝟎𝟕

• 𝐓𝐎𝐊𝐘𝐎 𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐒 — oneshot: phone thief | hanma x reader | by @c0smic-k1sses

💛 𝐍𝐎𝐕 𝟎𝟖

• 𝐓𝐎𝐊𝐘𝐎 𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐒 — oneshot: failing grades and confession situations | baji kiesuke x reader | by @oddshroom

💛 𝐍𝐎𝐕 𝟎𝟗

• 𝐓𝐎𝐊𝐘𝐎 𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐒 — oneshot: what a night: shuji hanma x reader | summary: just you and you boyfriend experiencing an abnormal night at ice rink | by @emotioball

💛 𝐍𝐎𝐕 𝟏𝟎

• 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍 𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐓 — prompt: the type of cats they'll be | ft. scaramouche, zhongli, xiao, venti, and diluc | by @oddshroom

💛 𝐍𝐎𝐕 𝟏𝟏

• 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍 𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐓 — oneshot: “your first snowfall with them” | ft. kazuha, heizou, tighnari, scaramouche, and childe x gn!reader | by @omori-1

💛 𝐍𝐎𝐕 𝟏𝟐

• 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍 𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐓 — headcanons: ikea date | ft. albedo, alhaitham, ayato, childe, cyno, diluc, heizou, itto, kaeya, kazuha, scaramouche, tighnari, thoma, venti, xiao and zhongli x reader | by @livyiuu

• 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍 𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐓 — oneshot: the 7 eleven diaries | ft. albedo, alhaitham, childe, scaramouche, venti x gn!reader | by @abyssruler

• 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍 𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐓 — | by @micheya

💛 𝐍𝐎𝐕 𝟏𝟑

• ��𝐎𝐊𝐘𝐎 𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐒 — Inui Seishu & Hajime Kokonoi x Kokonoi!Gn!Reader | by @boycigs

• 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍 𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐓 — | by @micheya

💛 𝐍𝐎𝐕 𝟏𝟒

• 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍 𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐓 & 𝐓𝐖𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐖𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐃 — prompt: kissing in the rain | ft . malleus draconia, floyd leech, leona kingscholar, xiao, kamisato ayato, shikanoin heizou | by @cross-crye

💛 𝐍𝐎𝐕 𝟏𝟓

• 𝐓𝐎𝐊𝐘𝐎 𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐒 — oneshot: your warm embrace | mikey x gn!reader | by @senjusonlygirlfriend

• 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍 𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐓 — when you want his attention and affection but he tells you to wait | ft. kaeya alberich, diluc ragnvindr, zhong li, xiao, and childe | by @yuunemi

💛 𝐍𝐎𝐕 𝟏𝟔

• 𝐓𝐎𝐊𝐘𝐎 𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐒 — the purr-fect friend | timeskip!mitsuya x gn!reader | by @senjusonlygirlfriend

💛 𝐍𝐎𝐕 𝟏𝟕

• 𝐓𝐎𝐊𝐘𝐎 𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐒 — fluffy moments with tr guys | ft. mikey, chifuyu, and baji x reader | by @senjusonlygirlfriend

💛 𝐍𝐎𝐕 𝟏𝟖

• 𝐓𝐎𝐊𝐘𝐎 𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐒 — dating tr boys and girls | ft. mikey, draken, baji, inui, yuzuha, senju x reader | by @senjusonlygirlfriend

• 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍 𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐓 — mr. lover boy | ft. al-haitham, kaveh x reader | synopsis : they are down bad for you, and you take advantage of that | by @lov3rmir

💛 𝐍𝐎𝐕 𝟏𝟗

• 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍 𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐓 — ah, the rain | it's raining and you and cyno are taking a walk together, yet for some reason, you have a feeling of deep sadness in your heart | cyno x reader | by @1eaf-me-alone

💛 𝐍𝐎𝐕 𝟐𝟎

• 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍 𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐓 — | by @wonderimpact

💛 𝐍𝐎𝐕 𝟐𝟏

• 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍 𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐓 — oneshot: death after noon | if this world shall turn its back on you, remember me | kaeya x spy!reader | by @xiao6ao

💛 𝐍𝐎𝐕 𝟐𝟐

• 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍 𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐓 — oneshot: 4 stills of the one that can't keep his heart still | when tighnari was gifted a kamera by the traveler, after taking a photo of you by accident, decided how he'd put it to good use | tighnari x reader | by @yostresswritinggirl

💛 𝐍𝐎𝐕 𝟐𝟑

• 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍 𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐓 — | by @inazuman-vagrant

💛 𝐍𝐎𝐕 𝟐𝟒

• 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍 𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐓 — | by @inazuman-vagrant

💛 𝐍𝐎𝐕 𝟐𝟓

• 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍 𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐓 — | by @inazuman-vagrant

💛 𝐍𝐎𝐕 𝟐𝟔

• 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍 𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐓 — | by @greensheepishnerd

• 𝐓𝐎𝐊𝐘𝐎 𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐒 — oneshot: spa day | wakasa x reader | by @kazutora-lover

💛 𝐍𝐎𝐕 𝟐𝟕

• 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍 𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐓 — oneshot: lowkey | kamisato ayato x reader | by @vellichxrr6782

💛 𝐍𝐎𝐕 𝟐𝟖

• 𝐓𝐎𝐊𝐘𝐎 𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐒 — | by @boycigs

• 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍 𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐓 — oneshots: and i love you so | different and unique, albeit a bit unconventional and funny, ways they show you they love you without exactly saying affectionate words | albedo, zhongli, wanderer, venti, cyno and tighnari x gn! reader | by @primojade

💛 𝐍𝐎𝐕 𝟐𝟗

• 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍 𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐓 — headcanon/prompt: “you have something in your hair, umm… do you want me to get it out?” | ft. xiao, tighnari, and albedo x gn!reader | by @micahmxi

• 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍 𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐓 — headcanon/prompt: boobs, thighs or ass? | ft. albedo, alhaitham, childe, cyno x reader | by @sweet-almonds

💛 𝐍𝐎𝐕 𝟑𝟎

• 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍 𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐓 — preparing for christmas with them! | ft. 9 characters x gn!reader | by @dat-bruv-person

• 𝐓𝐎𝐊𝐘𝐎 𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐒 — | by @fubuwritings

💜 FLUFFVEMBER 💜

[selfmade-burn]

A lil something for Zhongli's birthday~ I didn't post for the all year, terrified of what might happen and my 2024 will be my carefree year~ (At least at the best of my ability-)

Not proof read, I'll correct it later.

Zhongli x Reader, but can be read with the ship you want,

Neutral reader,

Fluff,

734 words.

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Usually this day start by either your kisses or his, in the warm of your bed, the sun not even awake and the sound of Liyue slowly starting its day starting to echo against the wall of your home.

This time when you open your eyes and look on his side of the bed, you see his form curled, tense and facing away from you. That is more than just strange, most of the time when he remembered or dreamed about bad memories he snuggle you closer and hugs you tighter than ever, waking you up in the process and apologize to you for it.

No, this time he seems paralyze, his muscles way too stiff and tense to allow him to move. You place kisses down and up his shoulders, not covering his body just hovering above. "Are you okay my love?" He doesn't respond or barely, not even one of his usual low growl can be heard, but his fingers are twitching.

"Did you had a sleep paralysis? Night terror or anxiety attack?" He still don't move but sigh heavily, hand gripping the sheet and clenching into a fist. He hated this situation. "I'm going to move you to look at me, okay?" His hand loosens, giving you the green light and Zhongli sigh once more, letting you move him around.

"It's gonna be okay Morax... It's just a bad moment to go through, nothing is here to hurt you. I'll make sure of that." He could move his eyes, and when you look in those they seems foggy and distant. "You are still in your head." You kiss his forehead tenderly. "Let's try to make you come back, Mmh?" His body felt numb but he could still feel your touch, in fact he felt it much more than ever.

The warmth, almost burning his skin, he felt when you carefully take him into your embrace, felf more comforting than any tea he could drink, any wine he could taste or stroke he could take in liyue. Stroking his hair and back, taking to him, telling him about the story you heard from his mouth and what you think of it, no you don't know how to tell those story correctly, not like he does at least, yet the soft buzzing on your voice definitely help him, the way you place kisses all around his face and neck, staring to kiss his hand when he finally regain some control on his body.

Everything help him going back to reality, slowly but surely, it takes time and he might feel a little bit guilty to spend the most of the day in bed with you. And when he can finally talk he apologize to you, the days you had both prepared is mostly ruined no fancy dinner at his favorite restaurant and long walk in liyue, no seeing the sunset at the Mt.Aocang and star gazing together.

But that okay, you reassure him, you can get him a pretty assortment of flower of liyue with his gift, you can eat a good homemade meal and go back cudde in your bed while you both look at the start for behind the window. It's okay. It's with him. After all it's his birthday.

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Bonus,

You kissed his forehead, the wonderful assortment of flower and the pretty gift you warped so thoroughly on his laps while he sit in bed. You joyfully let the "Happy birthday, my Zhong Li !" escape you. And honestly the smiled he gaved you made you think that maybe, just maybe, your reassurance worked.

Later that night, when everything was silent and the city was dreaming intensely, he held you in his arms as you sat up in bed, leaning on you, his grip firm but comfortable, as if he wanted to express all his feelings through the embrace, thanking you over and over and over again. "Happy birthday, my Zhongli. I will always love you." Your voice was calm this time, full of honesty, in the same tone you have only when you both have late night talk. He pressed you closer, the tip of his ears reddening. Yes, he really trusts you on this point.

Let me know what you think of it,,

[daemour]

Welcome to the official post of the 2023 Ghib li collab! This year is much smaller but no fear! All the stories are just as good. :)

And without further ado, here is the masterlist ^^

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@flurrys-creativity

-Title: Above the clouds

-Genre: Romance, S2L

-Pairing: Boo Seungkwan x Reader

-Fandom: Seventeen

-Movie: The wind rises

-Warnings: tbd but definitely including an earthquake

Summary: Ever since he was a little boy Seungkwan loved the sky. After being encouraged by his late teacher, he moves to the big city hoping to become a pilot one day. Though after getting hurt during an earthquake when he saved you his dream vanishes into thin air. Ready to give up and move back home, Seungkwan didn't expect to meet you again - and he didn't expect for you to be the reason he didn't give up on his dream.

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@tamburins

-Title: TBA

-Genre: romance, forest fantasy au, werewolf au (kinda), mid smut

-Pairing: jaebeom x reader

-Fandom: Got7

-Movie: Princess Mononoke

-Warnings: mentions of blood, mentions of gunshots, animal hunting, sexual themes

-Summary: After much consideration, Jaebeom decides he is ready to welcome you into his den.

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@daesukiii

-Title: Flower blossoms and Spilt Coffee

-Genre: fluff, one sided e2l, light angst

-Pairing: Lee Know x Reader

-Fandom: Stray Kids

-Movie: Kiki's Delivery Service

-Warnings: none

-Summary: A witch has moved into town, and you don't know how to feel about it. He's exceedingly nice, but he's opened a plant store and sells all manner of them, even flowers. Your own little flower shop will soon go out of business, especially since he's somehow situated right across from you.

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@sanjoongie

- Title: Love will find you when you're not looking

- Genre: romance, angst, smut, love triangle

- Pairing: San x Nari (OC) x Seonghwa

- Fandom: Ateez

- Movie: My Neighbor Totoro

- Warnings: mentions of illness, heartbreak, cheating!

- Summary: moving into the countryside had two purposes: one, to put Seonghwa in a state-of-the-art facility to see if there's a chance he might survive this illness, and two, so that you could enjoy your life while being without Seonghwa. What you never pegged was how magical the forest was surrounding your new home and finding comfort within it.

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@ani-untitled

-Title: Very (Very) Far From Home

-Genre: romance, fake dating, angst, drama, fantasy

--Pairing: Chenle x Lucy (OC), Chenle x Jisung (platonic)

-Fandom: NCT

-Movie: Howl's Moving Castle

-Warnings: none

-Summary: When an unfortunate encounter transports Lucy to a foreign country, she discovers that she has suddenly been embued with magic that she has absolutely no control over. Searching for a way to rid herself of her new powers, Lucy finds herself at the mercy of a mischievous and wealthy noble by the name of Zhong Chenle and his talented yet clumsy wizard friend Park Jisung. In return for their assistance in getting rid of her powers AND getting back home, Chenle approaches her with a question...

"Lucy Marshall, would you go out with me?"

[the-neo-slickbucket]

nct dream wips

hello there, this is wren and listed below are upcoming full fics/oneshots and/or series from each of the members so far. I do not know when each will come out, but they all will be published sometime in the near or semi-far future. all of this contain some level of explicit content.

explicit {e} | angst {a} | fluff {f}

lee mark

No One Can Control You Like I Do {ra's al ghul!mark lee x arkham escapee!reader} {e,a}

summary ;; being raised in arkham asylum since birth, you only knew chaos, and when you killed your way out of there, your skills of killing gained the attention of one of the leaders of neocity’s dark underground.

release date ;; tba

huang renjun

There's No Escape From The Magic Man {jervis tetch/mad hatter!renjun x mad queen infector!reader} {e,a,f}

summary ;; your disease made you distance yourself from everyone, but the twisted man that speaks in rhyme chooses you as his alice.

release date ;; tba

lee jeno

A Mated Pair {alpha!jeno x omega!reader} {e,a,f}

summary ;; your last line of defense, your adopted mother, is dead. now you're an unmated omega in a city out to get you. will you ever feel safe again?

release date ;; tba

And Now We Are One {jonathan crane/the scarecrow!jeno x ex arkham patient!reader} {e,a}

summary ;; you are consumed with fear, made worse with your stay in arkham. when the city's resident scarecrow steals you away and tries to make you like him, will you survive unscathed?

release date ;; tba

A Man Who Answers To No One...But Himself {ed nygma/the riddler!haechan x gcpd/ncpd investigator!reader} {e,a,f}

lee donghyuck/haechan

summary ;; the riddler has been baffling the ncpd for months, when you are transferred to the department you are the only one who can solve his riddles. the riddler is competitive and determined to break your resolve.

release date ;; tba

na jaemin

You Won't See Me Coming {victor zsasz!jaemin x vocal reality manipulator!reader} {e,a,f}

summary ;; your obsession with danger leads you to manipulate the cities most decorated hitman. but will your lies get the best of you?

release date ;; tba

zhong chenle

Sanity Is Mind's Prison {jerome valeska!chenle x killer clown!reader} {e,a,f}

summary ;; if there is anything more annoying than nearly being caught by the ncpd, it is being upstaged by the ginger haired lunatic that just got out of the looney bin. but why are you so drawn to him?

release date ;; tba

park jisung

Maybe You Could Stay Forever {vampire!jisung x human!reader} {e,a,f}

summary ;; you’re being chased by a group of hungry werewolves and stumble upon an abandoned castle in the dark, dark woods. when you stay inside and meet with the owner inside, you realize you are in a situation no different from before.

release date ;; tba

Every Artist Needs A Blank Canvas {jeremiah valeska!jisung x sonic scream user!reader} {e,a,f}

summary ;; your employer doesn't feel. he doesn't care. he only knows obsession and he covets power the most. you are his prized possession. he won't let you get away. and if by some chance you do, you will never be the same.

release date ;; tba

nct dream

In The Darkness, There Are No Rules {gotham villains!nct dream} {e,a,f}

summary ;; 7 separate stories of nct dream as various gotham tv show villains with different readers and set in the dark, gloomy and crime ridden Neocity. you don't fix them, you make them worse, and they pull you down with them.

release date ;; tba

© the-neo-slickbucket | do not repost and/or steal my work. I will only be posting works of fiction on the-neo-slickbucket.tumblr.com, wren-writes-alot.tumblr.com, theADAsecretary on Ao3, and glitching-wren on wattpad

[raekahwritings]

Genshin Impact - Zhong Li x Reader x Childe - ABO Fic

Title: Missed Fated Bonds  (Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics)

Pairing: Zhong Li x Traveler!Reader, Childe x Traveler!Reader, Zhong Li x Reader x Childe

Rating: Explicit

Warning: Alpha/Beta/Omega, Threesome, Mentions of Cheating, Good Ending, Some Derogatory, Smut, Spoilers

Word Count: 3851 Words

A/N: (NOT BETA READ! Excuse any mistakes) This is the 3rd Fic following Diluc, Kaeya, and now Zhong Li /Childe.

Summary: You were mated with Zhong Li, someone who brought clarity and calmness into your life. How can you resist Childe, your ex-lover and the temptations he provides? Damn the consequences, Childe will take what he wants-- but to tread on the territory of an Archon and God brings an unexpected outcome.

*********FIC BELOW*************

You were happy.

You were content.

You swirled around the dance floor with the love of your life, as the brunette-haired and stoic archon dipped you in a waltz— your lips curved at the smoothness of his movement. “My my, you should show your dancing skills more often.” You teased. He pulled you back up with a flourish and brought you back to his chest.

“You know I would only do this for you.” Zhong Li let out a long-suffering sigh. You ran your hands down the delicate fold of his jacket lapel, tracing the intricate gold designs of his coat.  “I know.” You whispered.

The Liyue ball has been held in celebration of their freedom from the God of Contracts, where they would now take bigger steps in sovereign rule.

You and Zhong Li fate’s had been intertwined from the moment the Liyue ceremony had been interrupted— you, on a mission, to find what happened to the Geo Archon and the gradual journey together.

Zhong Li was everything to you, you cherished and loved him— beyond the life he had held and beyond being the God, Morax. He now wanted to walk Teyvat as a mortal… Leaving behind the countless centuries of work. You leaned into him, breathing in the comforting scent of tea leaves and old novels. You could never tire of this scent- the omega in you preened at being with your bonded alpha.

And yet… why did you feel like something was missing?

The omega in you was both irresistibly drawn to your alpha and yet, you couldn’t dispel the anxiety and discomfort that plagued you. More so when Zhong Li brushed his fingers against the bitten mating mark of your neck. You smiled up at him, the mark tingling with the cooling sensation of his hand… His presence calmed you. It grounded you. When you awoke in the midst of the night with nightmares of your lost sibling leaving you— Zhong Li cradled you to sleep with his gentle warmth.

But even as you smiled… you were pulling away from his touch. You covered up the reticent moment with a sheepish look. “Oh no, it seems we’ve attracted some attention.” You tugged him to the side of the stage as other gazes from party goers fell upon you two. Some were envious and some were admiring— after all, you were the hero of Liyue. Together with a dashing alpha who was far, far too handsome. You pulled Zhong Li behind a pillar, bending up on your toes to give him a chaste kiss.

Zhong Li’s hands rested at your waist… He hesitated for a moment — but you pushed past it and tugged his cravat down. More. You learned you needed to push the Alpha a little bit for the affection he had deprived himself of. If Zhong Li truly didn’t like it, he would let you know.

You pulled away with a breathless smile but Zhong Li took the chance to press closer and come in for another deeper kiss. Your hands wrapped around his neck, tugging playfully at his long locks and he groaned— “You’re such a tease.”

“And you’re in trouble.” You licked your lips and tasted the smudged lipstick. So much for Archon-proof makeup...  You pursed your lips in mock-anger —  an action that didn’t go unnoticed by your alpha as he leaned in again. “Oh no!” You reprimanded. ‘’Now I’ve got to fix it before Ningguang catches us.  She’s going to scold us!” You pushed the Alpha back towards the ball, sending him off with a chiding smile. “Give me a bit to fix it and I’ll come back to find you.” You promised.

… At least that was the plan, right up until you got lost in the maze of hallways. It was a good thing that Paimon had been distracted eating the food or she would’ve been here laughing at you.

You leaned in to the glass window, giving up on the bathroom as you tried to right your disheveled hair and simply thumb away the messy lipstick. From the glass window though… you saw the redhead fatui harbinger emerge from the shadows.

“Childe.” You weren’t surprised. But he was very much unwelcome here, especially when he nearly tried to destroy Liyue a few short weeks ago. He played the role of sympathetic diplomat so well, rescuing and helping you in your time of need.  You believed him... until you found out how he had orchestrated the whole ordeal.

For being dastardly evil and manipulative, he was as handsome as ever. Am I allowed to hate myself? You sighed inwardly-- because your body still remembered his touch, his scent, and the press of that leather-clad warm chest against yours. But how you tried to push the memory away.

You tilted your head and scowled back at him. You clearly didn’t want his company— not like it mattered since he was never one to catch a clue.

“Miss me?” Childe leaned against the window beside you, scant inches apart. You determinedly stared ahead and ignored him. If he dared to touch you…. You wouldn't-- you couldn't betray Zhong Li.  But Childe was content to simply stand next to you… the familiar and virile scent of the redhead alpha… had your shoulders dropping its tension and your legs drawing closer together. You had loved his scent--  it brought to mind the twilight hours of campfires and forest times, tinged with the enticing smell of spicy cinnamon.

But you refused to answer. You didn’t dare. It took all you had to simply turn away.

“I suppose not.” Childe drew closer to your back… He didn’t touch… But he lifted his arm to languidly trace the foggy panes of the windows where your warm breath had discolored the glass. Gently and preciously. The gesture was so much more vulnerable… more than the Childe who had so viciously attacked you back then. You had to remind yourself, so many times, how he lied to you. He manipulated you. And yet, why were you so reluctant?

Childe hung his head over your bare shoulder — breathing in your scent. As you were with his.

“I’m with Zhong Li now.” You needed to interrupt this moment. It was becoming too intimate

It took a long moment… a moment that he might not have heard. But you both knew better. How many times did you both embrace with whispered conversations? Childe had reveled in the stolen moments while jerking you away from Paimon’s watchful (not-so-much) eyes. Once upon a time, I wish…  Wishes were dreams that couldn't come true. Now, you wished the memories could fade away.

Fade away. Scatter. Useless wishes.

The Fatui Harbringer sighed. “I know.”

You tilted your neck, showing the rarely-seen bite mark— a mark that no other Alpha but Zhong Li had seen. Purposely. Deliberately. Because if Childe knew… he would leave you. Once and for all. You had mated with his archon nemesis. You forced yourself to breathe-- slowly and steadily as you pulled your hair away to show Zhong Li's permanent scar. Your ex-lover would have no choice but to acknowledge it…. He needed to leave. Because you weren’t sure you could leave him.

Childe let out a shaky breath.. You could feel the tumultuous emotions emanating from him.  What was it? Frustration? Anger? Jealousy? It was hard to know, Childe was always putting on a mask. You had loved him— but you were never sure he loved you. How many more lies would you believe? When you saw him turn around from Rex Lapis’s corpse, your heart had shattered. When you raised your sword at him and he beckoned you forth… You felt something break inside of you.

Zhong Li had put the pieces back together. You chose him… That’s what you had to remind yourself.  You turned around, face to face with Childe, and self-consciously hid it back under the long locks. "I'm going back." You whispered..

"Don't." Childe rasped out. The alpha scent spiked and saturated the air-- his gaze was focused on your neck, his vivid blue eyes pinning you in place. Why? You were mated-- you should've been immune to him. But similarly, it was like he couldn't help himself, his gloved fingers pressing on your neck, tracing it downwards to the collar of your throat.

"This shouldn't…?" You weakly protested. Whereas Zhong Li’s touch brought calming clarity, Childe’s touch set you ablaze. This shouldn't be happening.

More. Childe leaned into you for the first time tonight, pressing your bodies together against the window as his leg nestled between yours. You hitched your leg up.. But you didn’t know if you were escaping or pulling him closer.  He made the decision for you, his other gloved hand snaking beneath the ball gown to grip your thigh and push it higher.

“If you’re mated, why are you getting wet?” His knuckled brushed against your dampening panties, smirking.

You couldn’t meet that unchallenged— you really couldn’t. “Maybe it’s because of Zhong Li?” You licked your lips.. Lips suspiciously missing lipstick. Childe’s smirk faltered for a second. "Angry?" It was your turn to smirk-- after all, this was the reason you were in this maze of hallways to begin with.

You expected some kind of anger but his eyes dilated in… pure lust. You knew this look. Your breath caught in your throat, all too familiar with that blazing inferno.  Childe took the opportunity -- he kissed you with violent urgency— more than he ever kissed you with before. Searching, licking into all the crevices of your mouth, groaning… but you could feel the tenseness of his frame as he found the taste of tea. And he devoured it. You were dizzy from lack of breath.

He  eventually gave you a reprieve as he licked the pathway down to your throat, nosing around, scenting— or finding a scent? How did he know where Zhong Li had scented you? Did he even realize? You whimpered, feeling the ache between your legs get unbearable.

“What a slut.” Childe purred, “Does he even know you like being a little fucking brat?” Childe rubbed up and down through your panties, plunging teasingly through the fabric. Mockingly.  Almost cruelly.  "Heh." The redhead knew you missed him. Meanwhile, you struggled to listen—struggled to comprehend as he stripped you of the confining scrap. “I’m talking about your alpha, Zhong Li.” His one hand down below your skirt, his other hand raked over your mating mark on your neck.  ”Does he even know you like being roughed up? You were always more wet when I abuse you?”

Childe gave no warning, he bit at your shoulder viciously enough to draw blood. You gasped aloud — too loudly judging by his annoyed sigh — as he slapped his other hand against your mouth. You teared up but it was wanting. “I wonder if he even satisfies you? Being a gentleman and all.” He rolled your hips against his bourgeoning erection as your head fell back against the glass.

Not like he would give you a chance to reply. He kept your mouth covered, reveling in the way you scrabbled for breath. He knew you liked the dangerous show of force. Your legs were wrapping around his hips and he could feel the way you were dripping down his gloved fingers while plunging into your throbbing warmth.

He laughed; imitating a laugh because his instincts desperately and agonizingly called to him. One part of his soul knew you were his mate but you were with the one goddamn alpha he could never hate. Childe would never hesitate to challenge and kill any other lover you’d taken.

He wasn’t amused. He wasn’t happy. He wasn’t even satisfied; not even as he dropped his stifling formal pants to thrust his cock into your wet warmth. His soul was momentarily appeased though, his alpha silencing for a moment as he finally relished being back together with you.

You felt your mating mark burn— burn hotter with Childe inside you, reminiscent of an unfulfilled omega heat. But why? You expected rejection— you expected to get violently sick as you were already mated. But you both were unsatisfied, you knew this because Childe let out a shaky breath of dissatisfaction— and you sobbed. It wasn’t enough. It wasn’t right.

"Why?" Childe groaned-- it seemed like the pleasure had eluded you both, you were both frustrated beyond relief.

“Missing me?” You and Childe both whipped around at the smooth and silky baritone of the real Rex Lapis.

Fuck.

Childe groaned; partly in frustration and partly in pleasure. You had tightened around him, almost punishingly so at the sound of your bonded mate’s voice. But Childe? Childe had to punch the window to keep steady, his alpha nature roaring at the sheer presence of the alpha Archon behind him.

Your eyes glittered with emotion, desperate tears— “Zhong Li, I promise— I didn’t mean for this…”

Zhong Li sighed. Simply sighed and rubbed the bridge of his nose, disappointed.

“You and Childe have absolutely no regards for your surroundings.” The brunette gestured to the open hallways, to the frosted windowed panes. “Anyone could’ve walked by.” He snapped his fingers; stone barring both your escapes.

You and Childe tried to stay still— your legs faltered in the wake of Zhong Li’s piercing golden stare and you slid down on Childe’s length and whimpered at the fuller, almost painful feeling. Childe wasn't much better, trying to control the raging alpha inside that knew its fated mate was you and yet..

Zhong Li strode towards you… You didn’t know what to expect. Alphas fighting? Zhong Li blaming you? Childe's delusion fatui form? You've heard of Alphas fighting to death before.  But a Archon god fighting? He would probably incinerate you both where you stood.

But Zhong Li simply sat. He sat on the alcove, eyes glinting gold in his darkened form and moonlight shining on him through the window only offered ominous tidings. You shivered-- Childe swallowed audibly. This was the closest you'd ever seen Zhong Li to the Morax God he once was… The Morax that had killed hundreds of demons, commanded Yakshas and Adeptus alike.

"Show me." Zhong Li crooked a finger… but not to you. To Childe.

"If you so desired my mate…" Zhong Li's voice pitched low… Zhong Li knew what that voice did to you- but Childe - he hissed and let out a tortured sigh because the redhead would not let himself cum at that voice. "If you desire to violate the contract of a god, then you must be ready to face the consequences." Zhong Li lips turned up, his long-revered composure cracking in front of you two to reveal.. Something darker.

Childe shivered-- but he was never one to back down from a challenge.

"Pray tell, what would you have me do?" Childe thrust up into you, taunting the Geo Archon because if he was going to die, he would die fucking you. You gasped, your fingers clawed onto his shoulders as you felt Childe get larger, get rougher, felt yourself closer and closer to cumming.

"Stop." Zhong Li commanded. His words brought clarity amidst Childe's lustful chaotic heat and stalled your climax. "I want you both here." He tapped his foot. "In front of me-- show me how she likes being a little slut."

You… Wait, what? But you didn’t have time to process things as Childe laughs, laughs at the challenge. He was reveling in this- the height of bloodlust and battle he so craved. Pleasure, lust, fighting - what a privilege it was to be met with all three. Now he knew why the alpha beast in him had reared its head, Childe smirked at the obscenity Zhong Li was proposing.

"Fine." Childe lifted you up to deposit you at Zhong Li's feet, left you to kneel like the omega bitch you were on your hands and feet. His dick slid out of you, and you, the little omega you were, teared up. But soon enough you were stuffed back full with his cock, not even given a moment’s reprieve as both alphas watched intently. Your crying pleasured face was a sight to behold.

But that would be for another time.

Childe shoved his slick-covered gloved fingers into your mouth, spreading your mouth violently open. "Unnh!" Your tongue was shoved down, you gagged. "Clean up your mess." Childe ordered.

You didn’t want to… not in front of Zhong Li. You had never done something so grossly lewd before in front of him. He would surely protest…. Or not? Zhong Li simply remained silent. Childe bent over, cock thrusting in and whispered in your ears- "Oh, you think your precious little Zhong Li is above this? Above seeing you moaning and being put in place? You want this, you want him to see how good you can be."

And Zhong Li- he tutted at you. You couldn't bear to see the disappointment again of not being a good little omega. So you tried your best, you swallowed around the prying fingers and tried to ignore the slick, frothy sounds of Childe pistoning in and out of you.  Dazedly, pleasure heightening and omega instincts screaming to please…. you realized… the harsh breaths you heard weren't just Childe's. Zhong Li was staring at you two, focused and his  cock erect. Childe withdrew his fingers to pry between your legs, to rub the little nub as you begged. "Please, please." You whimpered-- you were so close. You couldn't stand to be left on edge again.

"Come on then." Zhong Li ordered. Childe obeyed, forcing you to come apart on his cock as he also.. Also filled you up and letting warmth splash inside of you. Nonono, how could he..? Childe was cumming inside when you were mated with someone else. It shouldn't be happening, how, but Zhong Li propelled himself forward, gripping Childe's chin and forcing the redhead's mouth open as Zhong Li bit his fingers, let it bleed into the Fatui Harbringer's mouth.

Childe was as shocked as you were, blood smearing onto his tongue. But Zhong Li? It seemed he had been waiting for this moment.

"You asked for the consequences? You're dealing with it."

Childe burned hotter than he had ever before with Morax's blood dripping into his mouth- you twisted around to see Childe's eyes glint… gold before turning back to blackened blue.

"Childe…?" You dared to whisper. But he couldn't hear you, not with the blood rushing through his veins and blackened hue and golden webs crawling down his neck  But Zhong Li? He wouldn't forget you. He took you into his arms and away from Childe. "Does it hurt?" Zhong Li crooned to the redhead, his honey sugared tone beckoning the crazed auburn-haired alpha forward. Zhong Li lifted you up, shifting you to lie in his lap. You were on display with your thighs open, cum slipping out of you, your head resting on your mate’s shoulder.

Zhong Li brushed your dampened hair away, "The pain hurts? Then come." He would graciously help his Fatui enemy— no one could deny that Childe was losing control. Zhong Li rubbed your bitten bond mark. "She's your fated omega right? Then come take her."

You whimpered— you loved Zhong Li. Why was he doing this? Zhong Li kissed you, gently and with affection— but somewhere in this, you could feel something creeping insidiously through your bond mark. It was plungingly black loneliness, an obessessive desire, possessiveness to the point of imprisonment— something you never felt from the Archon before.

"Trust me." He whispered.

So you did. You let him stretch you open, let him offer you to Childe— Childe leaped forward, biting you with his own alpha mark. You laid obediently between the two alphas, forcing yourself still even as the pain of a second marking seared into your skin.  You didn’t have much energy left to even look behind you but Childe.. You could feel him breathe against your neck, feel the pain ebb away as he hoarsely questioned what was happening.

Zhong Li had all the answers you two needed. "The contract has been written. You're mated with us now." You both could feel the change, you could feel Childe's alpha in ways you couldn't before. Your emotions, his emotions, and Zhong Li's ones. The bonding went far beyond what you had before. You felt complete.

Childe…. was left as clueless as before. But he wasn't sure if he gave a damn anymore. Now that the alpha haze had dissipated, he recognized that he wanted Zhong Li as well. And to have you both? Well, the world could burn in hell as long as he had both his mates. The redhead leaned forward and looked at the Geo Archon,

"So does that mean you're gonna kiss me properly?" Childe shoved you against Zhong Li, letting his cock slide back and forward, smearing his cum-stained dick against Zhong Li's impeccable clothes. You both couldn’t go back to the party and being so disheveled, right? "Are we both gonna fuck this little brat?" Childe suggested… and trailed off. "Or is she going to watch you fuck me?"

Zhong Li shook loose his cravat and he finally stripped off his jacket as he looked down on both of you.

"Seems like it's my turn to decide, huh?"

 ****

 Extra:

Zhong Li watched you depart from the ballroom, watched as you turn down the darkened hallways. He waited… knowing soon enough, the redhead Fatui skulking in the corner would soon be following you.

“You’re unexpected greedy huh?” Venti commented.

Zhong Li looked to his side, annoyed. He didn't expect the airheaded bard to be here. And more importantly, knowing his business.

"Were you going to tell them?  That our kind, gentlemanly Morax took someone's fated mate?" And Venti faked a shocked gasp. "And lo and behold, they can't resist each other. So you're going to swoop in to save the day!"

"Don't make fun of me." Zhong Li crossed his arms, glaring down at his fellow Archon.

Venti tutted at him. "I'm the only one that knows your master plan. After all, no one is going to be as screwed up as you are, after hundreds of years and centuries of plotting."  The brunette knew the hypocrisy of this statement, Venti himself had dabbled in the affairs of  many before.

"But!" Venti waved his fingers back and forth. "Do they realize they're going to make an eternal contract with you? Does Childe realize how he may betray his precious Scheznaya?"  A blood contract… together with fated pairings made things awfully tricky.  

Zhong Li simply stared, stared at the window in the distance where he could see the shadowy figures of you both. “I don’t plan to play nice after all. If I don’t reach out for what I want, I’ll lose it.”

“Does Childe even know how you planned all this?” Venti sighed at the pitiful duo. “And what’s going to happen when the hero of Liyue finds their sibling?” Because you didn't even know the troubles you were getting into, being the fated pair of a Archon and Fatui Harbringer. This could get quite messy.

[lunaviatrix]

First kiss x f!reader (Or Traveler if you want) part 1? Let me know who you’d like for part two. Rest + other guys under cut.

Kaeya: It’s a surprise that he hasn’t kissed you yet. You’ve been on several many dates, with many of them ending with the two of you cuddling as you are now. Your head on his shoulder, his ponytail loosened, and the buttons on his already open shirt barely fastened. 

While he is very confident in himself, his confidence falters just before leaning in. Something about you is so very special, that a whole lot of pressure is added to this moment. He bites back the temptation to cough into his hand, and gathers his wits quietly. “Close your eyes for me?” he asks you in a fervent whisper. “That’s a good girl…” 

His breath is hot and close, very very close to your mouth, but soon it is beat by the heat of his lips. His hands curl in your hair, and you mirror the action, and soon you feel his hair tie fall on your lap. While the kiss begins chastely, he is quick to open his mouth and seek to explore all that he has been curious about.

It is intoxicatingly sweet, and neither you nor he are satisfied by just the one, or two, not even several that are soon to follow.

Zhongli: It is an action that he had witnessed many couples do, very often. However, when it comes to enjoying the experience himself--it is a very foreign idea. Is it something to make an event out of? Or is it something that should be very casual, like when he says good night to you or asks you to dinner. To him time runs differently, and he doesn’t realize just how long he’s kept you waiting until you are the one to initiate. 

Taking a stroll in the plains of Liyue, you decide the atmosphere is perfect. He’s humming, a rarity even for you, and you press your cheek against his chest to enjoy the rumbling in his  chest. These small affections were hard to work towards, but he welcomes your affections with small smiles and caresses to your hair. 

So it is only natural when you tug on his tie, to beckon him to bend lower. “Mr. Zhongli, I must request something.”

His eyebrows raise, though his eyes crinkle in a smile. “Such a formal request? Pray, tell.”

“How about we form a contract.  I give you a wish. And in return I would like a kiss.”

His eyes widen, and you can see that he takes some time to process this. “But I am benefiting twice. Is this a fair contract?”

“Then shall we amend it?” You must satisfy the God of Contracts, after all.

“Mm no. Allow me to be greedy just this once?” He cocks his head to side, wearing an uncharacteristically mischievous grin.  “My wish is simple. I shall tell you after I fulfill my end.” His smile widens, and for a moment, all you can hear is the beat of his heart as you’re intertwined. The hum of nature, the rustling of wind seems to silence as the two of you share this intimate moment. “For my wish,” he says, a little breathless. “I would like to ask for another.”

“I think that can be arranged.”

Xiao: It is incredibly awkward, but that is par for the course when it comes to this man. In fact, it is you who has to initiate it. Several times does he lean over, his eyes darting nervously, before he whips his head away with scarlet cheeks. His eyebrows are furrowed in consternation, and he glares at you as though it is all your doing. 

The two of you are overlooking Liyue Harbor together, and you’ve whipped up a few bowls of his favorite Almond Tofu. There was nothing particularly special about the day. So you’re not sure why the Yaksha is so agitated.

“Stop looking at me like that,” he growls softly, no bite in his bark.

“Erm, alright?”

“Stop looking.”

You’re not even looking at him! Why can’t he be more direct? “...You want me to close my eyes?”

“Yes.”

He should have just said so. You comply, and he mutters something about you being too trusting. But you can’t register the comment, because with lightning speed he steals the quickest of kisses from you.

He mutters that he has to go get something, and is gone just as you open your eyes.

But you swear, that you spotted a smile.

Diluc: For a man who is terribly awkward at expressing emotions, he handles you as though he’s a well practiced lover. When it is time to part ways for the night, his hand does not let yours go just yet, and he pulls you in closely. Fireflies whizz quietly near you, as the vineyards rustle at the Dawn Winery. The atmosphere is perfect.

 His forehead rests gently against yours, and you remember why he’s regarded as such a gentleman. His smile melts your heart all over again, and it is only natural that your lips come together. His fingertips dance across your cheeks, and even through his gloves you can feel the warmth of his touch. Though he isn’t one to express himself through words, his actions are enough to relay his affections.

It is long, tender, and sweet. He doesn’t push forward in this first meeting, his lips brushing over yours in soft caresses. It is when he pulls away that there is the smallest inkling of worry, about whether you’ve enjoyed it or wish to push him away altogether.

He receives his answer right away, as you pull him in by his tie--you weren’t finished just yet.

Albedo: “There is something new I wish to try.” He says this suddenly one day, while the two of you are shoulder to shoulder in a calm moment. He was sketching something on his pad, and you were reading an adventure novella from Liyue. 

“An experiment?”

“Hmm...well more of an observation,” he says simply, and shows you his drawing. On it is another beautiful rendition of yourself, a portrait of graphite. 

“You’ve been drawing me for a while now. I thought you’ve looked at me long enough.”

“That would be where you are mistaken.” Without a hint of shame, he cups your cheek in his hand, rubbing your bottom lip with his thumb. Although heat is rising rapidly in your face, his complexion is no different than usual. “I’ve yet to have my fill. And I’ve become even more curious, in fact.”

“About what?”

“Many things. There is something I’d like to try. May I?”

Is he asking what you think he is asking? You close your eyes just in case, and sure enough, his lips touch yours with hesitation. You can taste the cake the two of you had after lunch, and he smells of wood and graphite. “Mm…” he hums with satisfaction, and leans back to take another look at you. “I think my hypothesis was correct.”

“Y-your hypothesis?” you clear your throat and try to match his casual tone, amazed how he sounds like he’s right back to business again. 

“That’s correct. And I’ve determined that I must try again. Do you consent?”

You looked away, feigning a coy act, before turning your gaze back to him. “I guess I can be your assistant again.”

His lip quirked up in a smile. “Perfect.”

[regali-s]

what is the love that you’ll hold to your heart for an eternity?

it’s the one that tells the story of an auburn sunset. the one where the harbour dances under that golden light and sings its glory in eyes kisses by a flame undying. where his name would bring you comfort on the taste of the ocean winds, and his fingers would dance a gentle and so, so familiar waltz in the palm of your hands. of the warmth that kisses your skin and pulls you into the memory of home, of everything you’ve ever held dear — that is the love that you sing your praises to each and every night.

his head rests comforted in the crook of your neck, your fingers tangled in dark strands that fade into the evening light and his breath tracing feathers against your skin when your fingers ghost along his back. you stare down at your lover with such affection when you gently brush his hair from his forehead, and the kiss you press to his brow lingers when you take in the feel of him against you — here with you in your arms and so, so present by your side. your bodies mold together like the missing pieces of a puzzle, slotted so perfectly to complete one another that you could never dream of parting. and, so long as the heavens gave you your breath and the stars saw it just, you never planned to ever depart his side.

“what’s on your mind, my love?” his voice sends the waves of liyue harbour tumbling through your chest when he speaks, the soothing timbre of it lighting across your neck like the fluttering kisses he presses to your skin. eyes of amber and core lapis twinkle up at you with the gentle lights, and you swear that the golden kiss of your bedside lantern made him appear to you as breathtaking as the sun would set over luhua pool.

zhong li shifts and lifts himself to rest on his elbow, his body caging you in where you lay beneath him. his fingers dance the width of your bare shoulders, and they’d leave fireflies and warmth across your collarbone before his hand cups your cheek on a familiar, loving touch. the breath he lets out is slow and contented, his eyes roam over your face with so much admiration and love — pure, untainted and unadultered love — that you feel your breath stop just behind your lips. you smile up at him and pull his face down gently, and only when his mouth is on yours do you feel as if you could breathe again.

“just… how much i love you,” you whisper against his skin, the smile that you press against him widening when you feel him press more of himself — his body and all that he is — closer to you, as if he’d yearned to feel more of you just as you wished to feel of him. he bumps his nose against yours and you giggle, fingers dancing along the trail from his neck to his shoulders, before they’d return to tuck his hair from his forehead and behind his ear. you hum, dazed and so, utterly and hopelessly drunk on your affections.

“i’m thinking about how blessed i’d been to meet you and be able to spend the rest of my life with you like this.”

his smile pulls wider against his lips before he ducks down, enticing a sweet sigh of his name from you when he travels along your jawline with tender kisses. his hands on your waist hold you like something fragile, his fingers whispering a prayer of reverence and worship just as his soul pours out into your body through his touch. zhong li holds you as if you were his idol, his god — everything he revered and told his praises of like a man lost on the scripture of you. he draws a deep breath and pulls you in, and when his eyes meet yours again, you can see the fever of his adoration burning him through every bit of his being.

“i have the world right here beside me,” despite the gentle, hushed tone that fills your shared bedroom, the power behind them is of one that would rival the words of creation — so strong and profound that they shake you to your core and cause you to tremble slightly. zhong li’s hand returns to its place against your cheek, and you lean into the touch of your lover where you find comfort — where you feel whole and filled and protected. “(y/n), so long as i’m with you, i could never ask for more.”

here is the love that carries its voice on eternity, that runs with the gold of sunset eyes and lingering kisses. you pull your lover close and bask in the feel of his body against yours, and you vow that even if the world would try to tear you apart, that you’d fight till your dying breath before you ever left his side.

was this a self indulgent drabble i wrote up out of nowhere? yes but will you accept it?

[blacktassel]

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