(inexplicit nsfw!)
Let's be honest, Zhongli and you would be so mismatched in terms of stamina; this man can go for hours at a time while you can go maybe two rounds before you're out cold. It's partially your lover's fault anyway - a powerful divine being like him can get rather intense, even if his caresses and movements are sweet and gentle. Besides, his teeth might tell another story, judging by all the bite marks and hickeys you'd have, scattered across your skin like constellations of lust.
Not to mention his tail, his long scale-adorned tail that wraps around your thigh, your waist, your wrists, wherever he feels he needs you to be held in the heat of the moment.
Zhongli might be masquerading as a human, but there is nothing mortal about the way he takes you. Each thrust sends shockwaves of pleasure with the intensity of a landslide hurtling down a mountain, catapulting you straight to the stars and back. A heated hurricane of wanton words spill out from the lips of this otherwise polite and chaste-seeming man, reaffirming in no uncertain terms that you are his and he is yours.
Sure, he might gently embrace you come morning light, tend to your aches and sores, and prepare you a wonderful nourishing breakfast in bed, but the moment you think all is well and both of you are satiated, Zhongli would slyly suggest a sequel to the night's schemes.
Sorry, but you'll need days to recover.
nanami’s side of the bed wouldn’t even be called nanami’s anymore. you sleep there nearly every day, blaming it on how the pillows smell of him.
nanami’s clothes aren’t his anymore, you're sleeping in his shorts and t-shirt tonight. you wore his shirt yesterday, and took his ties for some clothes experiments last week.
nanami’s sacred pens are no longer his own, he finds them on the table after you tried to scribble up something and forgot to put them back.
nanami’s mugs are now shared, always in the dishwasher even when he doesn’t recall using them at all.
nanami’s thoughts don’t belong just to him anymore. you’d bug him about it all day if he doesn’t share what he’s thinking — so he, with an exasperated sigh, tells you what’s on his mind.
nanami’s salary doesn’t go straight to his savings account like it used to, instead taking a portion of it to spend on you. ‘you’ means gifts, flowers, dates, trips, trinkets, and so on.
nanami’s weekends aren’t as quiet as they once were; now they’re chaotic, full of so much of you.
nanami’s fridge is full nowadays. candy, leftovers, ice cream, cheese, cake, bread, and the list goes on. so many things that don’t go along with his diet fill the once-empty shelves.
nanami doesn’t spend as much time in his study as before you moved in. now old books are left to collect dust, long forgotten in a room that’s never lit. even when he decides to pick one up and read it, it’s the minute that he sees your face the book is tossed away.
nanami’s happiness still comes from days off, but now it’s because those days are spent with you. days when he slept long and ignores the world are long gone, now he gets to sit and focus on you, watching as everything else becomes nothing but background noise.
nanami has always been sure he’s not looking for marriage, at least not right now. but he swears that ring looks so perfect for you. there’s no way he’d miss it.
nanami stands in front of the bathroom mirror 5 minutes late every day because you’re still figuring out how to fix his tie the right way without any help. he can’t seem to rush you, though — what’s being precisely on time have on your little giggles as you sit on the sink and struggle to finish a task he could have done in under a minute?
nanami has been spending so much time eating as of late, more time than he can afford. while he used to finish a meal in approximately fifteen minutes, now dinners could stretch to two hours. he couldn’t get off the table early when you sit across from him, talking and joking and doing anything that’s not eating. he simply can’t possibly not indulge in the little conversations, appreciating every moment he gets to spend in your presence. nanami’s life wouldn’t even be called his anymore. you’re a storm, invading his life all at once, bringing in your chaos along with you. you’ve infatuated him, you’ve assailed his senses and changed his very being. every time nanami’s eyes align with yours, he prays your presence isn’t a fleeting one. he silently hopes you don’t leave as suddenly as you came, that you plan to stay.
Oop another animatic (@tenkover) but this time I actually put some effort to it.
When re-reading pt 4, I remember this specific verse from about you (the 1975) and damn it I had to make this. It was also an excuse to doodle some of my fav parts in the series
My top 3 favs moments based on this doodle are
the top left corner, from this drabble
top right corner, (in pt. 1) when tomura gave the reader sunshine x grumpy
and bottom left (following from last point) when tomura gave us a kiss on the temple
Some other references
At the bottom, tomura’s flashback of their first kiss (in pt. 3, where he was talking to spinner about it) or could reference this drabble
The bottom left corner is referencing to pt. 4 when reader went back home by train
the top is mostly from the fact that tomura has been responding to her texts and is getting worried
The one in the middle could be somewhere between pt. 3 and 4
ANYWAYS hope you enjoy ^^
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apple sized 🍎
Choso wants you to go to sleep with him now
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I didn't like this one very much, but it was worth the hours it took me to make it.
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Toji and you
(you arrested him to put him in jail)
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If you want any other comment
AU academic. You have a date with Geto :)
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