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shroomi1e · 1 year

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❝ i object! ❞

kazuha + albedo

summary: you as a noble should naturally marry another noble, despite your love for another. your parents had managed to pry your lover off of you and get you wedded to a powerful nobleman- that is, until your past lover comes barging through the doors on your wedding day.

cw: gn!reader, arranged/forced marriage, teeny tiny bit of alcohol, angst to comfort

what i listened to while writing: wave - wave to earth

a/n: *slowly crawls out of my cave* hey guys. it's me again😭 i randomly got the motivation to write again, idk what demons possessed me to write this in the span of 5 hours but at least i have new content!!!! i was gonna do this with more characters but kazuha and albedo were the only ones i see pulling this cheesy-typa stuff tbh

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kazuha

“…what?”

your gaze fell down towards the wooden docks you were standing on. kazuha frowned, his grasp on your hand loosening. he was aboard the crux, and the crew was preparing to leave inazuma for another trip to liyue.

“i’m from one of the tri-commissions, kazuha,” you said defeatedly. “it’s over for us now. i’m going to be wedded as an alliance with another commission. i… i’m sorry…” but before kazuha could respond, the large ship began to sail away, his hands completely slipping away from yours.

kazuha leaned over the edge of the ship, watching your figure get smaller and smaller. though he hoped you would at least give him a wave goodbye, you simply turned around and left the docks of ritou, leaving him saddened and confused.

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kazuha spent the next month lost in his thoughts. ink blots were all that filled the pages of his journal now that he’s lost his muse.

“it’s over for us now.”

those words played in his mind like a broken record in hopes that maybe he could find a sense of doubt from those words, just a hint that it wasn’t truly over. he’s tried to understand, truly. but the thought of losing you ate kazuha up from the inside, especially knowing that he had no control over it. there weren’t any flaws in him or you that caused this, only circumstance. and that stung his heart more than anything.

despite kazuha’s wishes and prayers, the wedding would happen either way. news eventually reached his ears that two commissions from inazuma would be joined through a marriage between the two heirs, and that was when kazuha truly felt like he was losing control. you were being swept away so suddenly, carried away in the arms of another man. what was he to do?

you were being fitted into a kimono that very second, the maids tying the knots and wrapping the fabric around your body. your limbs felt heavy like lead, your head hanging low like rotten fruit on a tree. you tried to live in a fantasy just for at least a few moments, imagining that kazuha was the one you were being wed to, not a nobleman.

kazuha almost felt like a dream now that he was gone, as if he was only a fleeting imagination before you had to wake up to reality. the ephemeral touches, the honey-dipped sunsets, the smell of salt and the sea. that was all simply an illusion. you had to go back to the wooden floors, the inked papers and the melting candles. this was reality now, where everything was out of your control.

“this is all for the sake of our family, you know that?” your father’s voice broke your train of thought. “think of this as a way to pay us back for raising you. you’re much better off with a nobleman than that wandering fugitive anyways.”

you grit your teeth and tightened your fist, your knuckles whitening. “i know.”

the ceremony went through in a daze, the sacred sake tasting bitter on your tongue. a part of you felt like you should’ve just jumped on that ship along with kazuha. regret sat in your stomach like a sickly bag of bleach. but you knew it was for the better, both for you and your family.

after the vows, the priest then asked, “does anyone here object to the wedding?”

a heavy silence followed. the two of you were heirs to the biggest commissions in inazuma, it was obvious that nobody would dare to object this wedding. your gaze fell further down in defeat. it was really happening now.

“i object!”

your head snapped up from the ground and turned towards the voice. at the end of the crowd stood kazuha, the wind blowing softly through his hair, the golden light from the sunset outlining his silhouette.

emotions rushed through your chest: happiness, regret, sadness, doubt, and guilt. the cup you were holding dropped to the ground and shattered. the crowd began to murmur and gossip.

“kazuha,” you breathed out.

the crowd parted to make way for your lover, who confidently walked towards you and held his hand out. everything around you seemed to suddenly disappear the moment your fingertips met his. it was only the two of you now.

“kazuha… what on earth are you doing here?”

“i just need you to answer one question for me,” kazuha said softly. “do you trust me?”

by the way he eagerly interlocked his fingers with yours, his intentions were obvious. if you were to answer this question, it would mean throwing away everything you’ve known thus far: your family, your possessions, your wealth, your inheritance, your responsibilities. everything. but with the way kazuha was silently pleading you with his eyes… how could say no?

you let out a shaky breath. “i do.”

kazuha merely smiled in return, his eyes softening as if to tell you that everything was going to be alright. that he understood your choices, and that all you need to do was take this final leap of faith.

“hurry up kazuha!” beidou’s voice interrupted. a few meters away, the crux was anchored to the docks, the crew eagerly waiting to set sail. “the guards might come and take ya anytime soon!”

kazuha held your hand tightly and began running towards the docks, the two of you giggling as he helped you up on the ship. the nobleman, priest, and the crowd all watched in disbelief as you hopped onto the crux, sailing away with the samurai.

the crew cheered as you and kazuha shared a kiss of reunion, the anchor lifting from the seafloor and the two of you sailing away into the golden sun, just like you were meant to be.

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albedo

“i…see.” albedo’s eyes wander off to nowhere in particular after hearing your explanation. he blinks a few times as if to confirm that he wasn’t dreaming.

“it’s not your fault, albedo, and neither is it mine,” you added. “i hope you understand.”

for the first time since albedo was created, he feels numb. his fingertips lose grip as it all finally settles in. you’re leaving him for another man.

of course, he knows that’s not really the case. albedo understands your circumstance as well as the political powers at play, but at the end of the day, that’s what’s happening, right? you’re being wedded off to another man, which of course means you’ll have to leave him.

and when he sees you take off your ring- the ring he gave you- and put it on his desk, his heart shatters. you silently take your leave, disappearing into the dragonspine snow. albedo’s gaze is immediately pulled to the golden band on his desk, which seemed so much duller now that it wasn’t on your finger.

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projects seem more pointless than ever before, and piles of crumpled up drafts fill albedo’s trash bin. he’s taken down all the portraits of you in his home because it was too painful to bear, yet he can’t deny that he was still hopelessly in love with you. the thought of you standing at the altar with another man made albedo positively sick. and there was nothing he could do about it.

he even decided to abandon his projects to visit the city in hopes that he could catch a glimpse of you, but you never seemed to be there. he’d wander for what seemed like hours, only for it to be in vain. ‘of course,’ he tells himself, ‘they’d be busy preparing for the wedding.’

the ring in his pocket weighs heavier than before. he takes it out and twirls it in his hand, the afternoon sun reflecting off of it almost blindingly. the church bells ring in the distance, as well as the melody from the church organ.

wait… the organ is playing.

albedo clasps his hand around the ring tightly before frantically running up the stairs towards the cathedral. the scent of flowers fills his nostrils as he makes his way past the statue of barbatos and climbs the final flight of stairs until he’s met with the wooden doors of the cathedral.

he won’t lose you. he can’t lose you.

albedo’s hands feel heavy as his palm rests flat against the door. once the organs stop playing, the faint voice of a priest could be heard from outside. he can hear the nobleman say his vows, then you. his flat palm turns into a fist as he contemplates what to do next. he’s never liked crowds, nor has he ever liked being the center of attention. this could certainly ruin his reputation, and hell, the clan you’re getting married to might even get him fired but-

the thought of you being by his side again gives albedo more than enough courage to push against the doors.

“does anyone object to this wedding?”

with one strong push, the doors swing open. sunlight spills into the cathedral and forms a path of light leading to you. and dear lord barbatos, you look breathtaking.

albedo watches as you turn around in confusion. the ring you were holding in one hand clatters to the floor, echoing down the hall.

though albedo had planned on walking towards you, he couldn’t help but start running down the aisle. panting, he turns to the priest. “i object this wedding. i am their rightful lover, am i not?”

you step down from the altar, your hands reaching to caress his face and gently wipe the sweat from his forehead. “even after everything i told you… you still came. i tried so hard to hurt your feelings, so why are you here?”

despite the tears pooling in your eyes, you’re smiling. and that’s all albedo needed to see. “i must be going insane, y/n. i’m not one to act like this.”

he kneels down right then and there, holding up the ring with two of his fingers. “will you marry me?”

you take a moment to look down at albedo, who’s kneeling before you in a silent plead. the faint bags under his eyes are proof enough that he’s missed you. your family would hate you for this. doing this would mean to be shunned and disowned from your clan. the support you once had would dissipate in an instant. albedo might be put in danger as well. but you’d rather have nothing and albedo rather than everything but albedo.

“yes,” you said before sliding the ring on your ring finger, right where it belonged. you grab albedo’s arm and run out the cathedral, much to the protest of your family sitting at the pews.

you skip down the steps in a hurry before turning your head to see albedo smiling softly. you’re dolled up, and the afternoon glow of the sun hits your face just perfectly. and with his ring resting on your finger, albedo can’t help but simply adore you.

‘you are killing me softly,’ he thinks, ‘yet you seem to be the only thing keeping me alive.’

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popsigills · 6 months

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old scarabedo doodles

#genshin impact #albedo #scaramouche #scarabedo #artists on tumblr #sketch dump #the first one is from this fic and it was hilarious how scara kept on trying to fly away from albedo

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senpiecakes · 1 year

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Pussy Pleasers ____________________________________________________ Notes: I found this in my drafts and I was so surprised I had to finish it. Warnings and Themes: Smut. Pure Smut. NSFW. Fem!Reader. Some very tasteful words. Eating out. Mentions of semi-public intercourse (Albedo). Mentions of drugs (Kazuha). Body worship and praising. Featured: Thoma, Kazuha, Diluc, Itto, Albedo Next: Pussy Slayers Minors, Please Leave ____________________________________________________

Thoma

Always looking forward to servicing his beloved.

Whether to take the edge off or just to end the night good, Thoma’s always excited about going down on you. Sometimes you wonder if he likes it more than you do. He’s always eager to please just to see you fall asleep with a peace of mind and a happy smile.

Thoma loves everything about you; the way you taste, the way you sound, the way your hands hold his face when you finish and tell him how much you love him. His eyes are clouded with nothing but love when he sees you smile above him and tell him he did good.

He’d want you to ride his face, go on for hours till your legs go limp, and anything he’ll do, he’ll do for you. Just ask.

“Oh, my love. Did that feel good? You’re so beautiful.”

You insist on sucking Thoma off sometimes, but he’d rather prefer making you cum. He's more turned on with the fact that you’d feel great because of him. He lives for the way your back arches as he sucks your clit, your whines when he kisses your inner thigh.

Thoma’s a tease sometimes- slowing as he kisses down your abdomen, giving you a handful of praises before eating you out.

Thoma’s aftercare is also legendary. He’s a pleaser, we all know that, and to make you feel good and comfortable is the most rewarding thing he can ask for.

Kazuha

Kazuha’s a languid lover; love poems, slow nights, slow sex. He wants to take his time and make sure he treats you nice and well.

You love when he does it high. He’s sloppy, messy, not caring where anything goes as long as you’re on his mouth. Even when he’s a giggly mess, cheeks red and hair unkempt, his grace in his movements never cease to amaze you.

He looks at you, eyes red and glazed over, but watching you barely contain yourself with the way he does it so slowly? The way he catches your grip on his bedsheets? When your thighs sandwich his face into your pussy? God, Kazuha can live in this moment forever.

His hold on your thighs is light; occasionally running his hands up and down your sides. He praises you for being patient, asking if you could moan his name like that again if you have enough energy for a nice, slow fuck later.

‘My pretty girl, you’re so good to me.’

The last parts are his favorite. When he’s finally done with you, seeing you lazily smile to yourself, your legs on his shoulders still shaking after making you cum on his pretty lips- it was like heaven on earth.

Kazuha would trail lazy kisses from your inner thigh to your abdomen, the middle of your chest and finally your lips. You didn’t even care where his mouth had been- the messiness of his kiss, the daze and high melting into one, Kazuha’s tongue still going at it in your mouth- you both could never get tired of this.

Of course, the nap after that is always the best too if you’re cuddled up in Kazuha’s arms.

Diluc

He’s completely lost in the moment, brows furrowed and grip on your shaking thighs getting tighter. He wants to get carried away, pin you down until you cream all over his face, but he wants to do this for you. He’ll do that later on.

Diluc listens to every command you make even though he knows best how to make you feel good in ways you never even thought of. He takes pride in knowing what things make you squirm.

You’re bucking your hips upwards because he’s just that good, moaning his name loud enough to be heard in Mondstadt. Diluc doesn’t mind; he needs to let the world know you’re his.

He won’t stop until he appreciates the mess he turned you into. Where had the teasing from earlier gone? Where were your brave words from earlier, saying how you’ll make him into a shaking, begging mess.

Wherever that may be, Diluc would never tease you for it- instead smiling to himself and steadying his pace to give you the most mind-blowing orgasm you could ever experience.

“Cum for me, love. Let me take care of you.”

Diluc’s a gentleman. He’ll make sure you’re nice and ready before taking his cock and maybe let you rest a few minutes before continuing (that is if he won’t get pussydrunk). He'd massage your thighs and tell you that you did so well, placing loving kisses on your body.

After the greatest aftercare with his deep voice, a nice warm bath and a new change of sheets, Diluc would make sure you’ll have the best sleep of your life, so you’ll have energy for it again the next day.

Itto

Itto is messy. Too excited and sometimes even too immature but God, is he good at making sure you finish.

He wants to make it known that you’re his. His hold on your hips and thighs would be tight enough to leave a mark, bites on your inner thighs are misplaced and random, all for him to admire and replace the next time he sees them fading.

Itto’s more vocal than you sometimes. Praising you like you’re a blessing carved by the gods themselves. It’s usually a mix of praises and low grunts but you love it anyways. You love the way his voice rumbles in your core.

He lives for the moment when you’d tug at his hair (and horns)- relishing each time you’d find your voice and tell him ‘good boy’. It gets him good when you praise him as much as he praises you.

He can barely focus with his hard-on- seeing you throw your head back in pleasure and moan his name like it’s the last time you’ll ever say it. That keeps him going. He needs to pleasure his pretty girl, right?

��Just like that, baby, tell me how you want it.”

Despite wanting to spoil you, Itto almost always wants to jerk himself off but hearing you moan and beg and praise him will always be enough to make him cum. Before you know it, he’s whimpering out your name, begging for you to make him cum.

He won’t, however. He’ll save his load for when he’s inside you later on.

Albedo

In his lab in Dragonspine. Albedo likes privacy and likes to encourage you to moan as loud as you want. Nobody’s coming anyways (except you.)

Albedo loves taking you to his lab for two reasons: to show you his experiments and studies, to have a little ‘fun’. Sometimes just to de-stress after a failed study or to make you feel nice to make up for nights he’s deep in his research.

He loves watching you squirm above him while you’re pinned up against a wall. He kneels down, never breaking eye contact while he does it.

Albedo makes sure to go excruciatingly slow while licking your clit just to see that specific expression on your face. Try as you might to have him move more, Albedo would hold you still and tell you to settle down.

“Stop squirming Y/N and let me see that pretty face.”

You can barely feel the blistering cold with how hot these moments make you feel. Albedo’s warm tongue gliding up and down your folds, your skin burning and heart pumping with excitement.

Sometimes, Albedo hopes that someone would walk into you both, only for the fact that he can show them how much he can make you feel good.

He loves studying your features when he does this. Your body’s reactions to him, the expressions, the sounds you make- it was all so fascinating and so rewarding. Albedo makes sure to have you finish with the most mind-blowing sensation time and time again. It’s the least he could do for toying with you for that long.

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lovelynim · 1 month

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Nature's embrace

Genshin Impact - Albedo

A/N: This was such a bliss to write, huhuh, inspiration kicked just in time. Also, shout out for @ticklygiggles for showing me this fanart that gave me the idea for this fic's plot. Also, huge thanks for @eliankrios for sponsoring this work!

Summary: During one of his expeditions to explore nature, Albedo runs into a unique kind of plant.

Word count: 2096 words

This was definitely not the kind of specimen Albedo hoped to find during his field trip. Certainly, it was an interesting discovery - given its unique features - but it would be best to study this plant if he wasn’t about to become its prey… Wait, was “prey” the right term to use here?

Albedo looked down at his limbs, studying his predicament more carefully. Despite lacking (or, at least, seeming to lack) a nervous system, the plant could control each of its vines skillfully. Its movements were… precise, almost calculated. Albedo could even be bold enough to suppose it was also studying him back, fiddling with some random parts of his outfit like if it was trying to find out what his clothes were. Interesting, Albedo noted mentally.

But there was no denying in the fact that the plant already seemed to understand what he was. The way the vines moved around Albedo’s limbs in a serpent-like motion and the surprisingly firm grip it kept on his body were what brought the theory that this plant was preying on him in the first place.

“I can’t reach my sword…” Albedo mumbled to himself in a rather calm tone, looking down to his things scattered around the tree - in which the plant’s main body seemed to be on. The alchemist let out a small sigh, knowing he would be lying to himself if he said he wasn’t interested in such peculiar flora. However, having the feeling that he would be molten into a puddle of nutrients and absorbed by the plant’s roots wasn’t exactly enticing his curiosity.

Albedo tilted his head back, leaning it against the bark. The alchemist looked up to his arms, moving his left wrist in circles and confirming, once again, that whatever this plant was up to, it didn’t seem like it was going to let him go.

“Perhaps it is a sentient specimen… It keeps fighting back my attempts to move away,” Albedo noted out loud, noticing that the vines entangled around his legs seemed to behave in the same way as the ones from above - a detail that only sparkled another question within his mind, after all, the plant seemed to be much bigger than he first expected.

Instead of multiple organisms working together to ensnare and feed off a larger prey, this actually was starting to look like one large being. Add to think vegetation would develop to this point… Albedo sighed, he really wished he could have discovered it in a different way.

Getting himself lost in thoughts and theories about his wild captor, Albedo could barely notice the shifts in his surroundings. It was only when one of the vines flicked against his cheek that the alchemist snapped back into reality, the sudden strange feeling catching his attention. Almost as if it was caressing him, the vine gently wiggled, leaving his skin coated with some kind of sticky substance. Maybe the sap?

Thankfully, Albedo thought, this wasn’t some kind of digestive fluid or acid. It didn’t feel like it was burning or provoking any kind of irritation on his skin, it was just… slightly cold. And sticky. Perhaps it was a substance the plant produced to avoid getting its vines dry. He would need to study that further later on.

That, of course, if he could free himself from whatever this plant had in store for him.

Albedo closed his eyes, ignoring the slightly annoying prodding against his cheek and focusing on using his elemental powers. Just carelessly releasing a burst would probably damage - and maybe even kill - this specimen, but if he could focus on producing just enough power to free one of his hands, then he could work his way out.

Still, he could be sure how his captor would react to such a thing. There was the slight chance that the vines would try to rip one of his limbs off his body, but this would also be a chance to find out if this thing had some sort of nervous system, after all.

A small, but bright orange glow started to come from his palm, spreading all the way to the tip of his fingers. Visualize it, Albedo, he thought, imagining some small, sharp rocks cutting the vine that kept his arm restrained above his head.

“H-huh?”

The feeling of something moving around his neck broke Albedo’s focus. One of the vines wrapped itself around his throat, but instead of trying to choke him - like he theorized - that tendril was… poking him?

Albedo narrowed his eyes, puzzled. He leaned his head to the side, trying to block the vine from moving around his neck, but being coated in the sap made it slip past his defenses, continuing to explore the new batch of skin it just found.

It felt… weird, or funny, if you will. Albedo unconsciously gritted his teeth inside his mouth while a confused look remained on his face. It felt like the vine was tracing the side of his neck, rubbing small circles against random spots. Just as Albedo was about to come up with another theory for this new behavior, the plant found its way to the golden star that rested on top of his adam's apple, flicking the tip of its tendril and making a surprised, high-pitched gasp escape Albedo’s lips.

“W-why did- pfft… agh, no,” the alchemist whined, using all his effort to suppress… a chuckle? The alchemist clenched his hands into fists, pressing eyes shut in a vain attempt of ignoring that… strange sensation.

There was no logic behind such behavior. Could this be some kind of defense mechanism because he tried to use his elemental powers? Could this strange plant really think so further ahead as to decide to tickle its prey in a way to incapacitate them? But before Albedo could further analyze the plant, he felt another vine moving. This time, the plant wrapped it around his arm and swiftly made its way inside the sleeve of his coat.

This simply couldn’t be happening.

The corner of Albedo’s lips threatened to curl up in a smile as that damned vine began to prod at the middle of his underarm and as if that alone was not enough, the tendril around his neck continued to move, tracing the underside of Albedo’s jaw in a way that sent shivers down the alchemist’s spine.

Albedo lowered his head and tried to pull his arms down, fighting the urge to smile that was building within himself. If this was, in fact, some sort of strategy to stop him from freeing himself, then all he needed to do was to focus. I can do it, Albedo told himself inside his head, putting up his best efforts to channel his attention away from the ticklish feeling.

The picture of sharp rock edges cutting the vines was harder to visualize, as if the image was getting blurry. Albedo pressed his lips shut, his breath hitching while the tendrils moved as they wished against his body.

The vine around his neck continued to explore each inch of skin that it could reach, stroking behind his ear, then down against the side of his neck and back under his chin. No matter how much Albedo tried to block it by moving his head and scrunching up his shoulder, that devious plant continued to find a way to slip past his defenses.

Of course, the one “attacking” his underarm was not far behind. For some reason, the sensation of it sneaking inside his coat made Albedo feel even more sensitive to its touch, feeling an electric sensation run from wherever it touched straight up to his brain. The vine wiggled against the middle of his hollow and even slid further to poke at the top of his ribcage - something that made Albedo want to crawl out of his skin and desperately jerk his arm down.

But even under all this stress, the alchemist felt like he was getting somewhere. He could feel a tiny stone forming above his palm, slowly taking the desired shape. The struggle, however, was to not get ahead of himself: if Albedo released that small amount of energy, he probably wouldn’t be able to damage the vines enough to free his arms and would have to start gathering it all over from zero. Steady, he told himself, feeling his body tremble with the quiet giggles that left his lips. Even if it was slow, there was still some progress and-

“Hnngh! N-nohoh! Gehehet out!” Albedo groaned, caught by surprise when another tendril started to move against his thigh. When did it even get there?!

Letting out a fit of laughter, the stone in Albedo’s palm shattered in a couple of tiny pieces that ended falling on top of his head. Great, there it goes with all his hard work, Albedo would’ve thought if he wasn’t busy laughing.

How could this thing even know which spot could disrupt his focus like that? Albedo tried to kick and pull his leg back, but this weird plant already had one of its vines wrapped around his ankle making sure he wasn’t going anywhere.

Albedo couldn’t resist any longer. Technically speaking, wasting his energy in resisting the urge to laugh would take him nowhere. The alchemist laid his head on the tree’s back and laughed - maybe this would be enough for the plant to let him go?

Sadly (or thankfully) it was the opposite. It seemed that the more he smiled, the more he giggled, the more enticed to go on the plant got.

A fourth tendril crawled his torso, finding the opening between his shirt’s buttons and getting itself inside, quickly becoming part of Albedo’s demise as it tickled his stomach and chest.

The sensation of the sap against his bare skin made Albedo cringe, but he couldn’t get bothered by it for long as the tickling would soon take the room left in his brain. “Eheheh, l-leheheave me alohohone!” Albedo laughed, starting to blush a little.

If he had to name the worst one among his assaulters, it would definitely be the tendril tickling his leg. It kept wiggling back and forth between the back of his knee and under his thigh, pushing all the buttons to make Albedo utterly helpless and reduce him to a puddle of laughter.

At some point, Albedo somewhat wished this thing was actively trying to eat him. At least, he would be able to handle the situation or have his flight-or-fight response kicking in and making him more useful.

For some reason, Albedo didn’t feel like he was in danger. It could be the effect of some sort of pollen to make it less likely that he would harm the plant, but he felt… like having fun? Of course, he didn’t even want to start to think about how embarrassing it would be to get rescued from such a situation, but at the same time… he thought there was no need to hurry to do so.

The rational part of his brain, however, couldn’t help but feel uneasy about this whole situation. If he continued to laugh and squirm because of the ticklish attack of the vines, he would, eventually, be too weak and tired to fight back. What if the plant revealed its true man-eating nature at such a point? What would he do?!

“A-agh, sohohomeone- ahahah, h-hehehelp me!!” Albedo cried out softly through his laughter. Just as he called for aid, he felt the vines moving a little faster, tickling him harder and more mercilessly, almost as if they were… punishing him for it? “AhahAHAH, o-okahahay! I’m sohohorry!!”

Just how helpless did he need to be to be begging for mercy to a plant? Still, Albedo let out a sigh of relief when it seemed to work. The vines eased the pressure against his skin and slowed down again, making Albedo think this was indeed some sort of playful creature that just wanted… to mess with him.

“Don’t worry, Albedo, help will arrive at the right moment,” Aether mused to himself. The traveler, sitting on top of a high branch, used one hand to hold the binoculars in front of his eyes while the free one swung and twirled mid air, almost as if he was a puppeteer pulling the strings… case in point. “For now, let’s keep having fun,” Aether chuckled, channelling more dendro energy to summon a fifth vine and making Albedo’s laughter raise a pitch.

#genshin impact #genshin impact tickling #albedo #lee!albedo #ticklish!albedo #tickle fic #there is a bit of #ler!aether #but shhh #commission #to: eliankrois

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silverflqmes · 5 months

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໒⦂ 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑.

notes. genshin boys as songs from taylor swift’s album, lover, super sorry for misreading your request mikan, i hope this one is better for you!

genre. fluff + angst

for @alatushours <3

ft. xiao, kazuha kaedehara, albedo, scaramouche ( wanderer / kabukimono / kunikuzushi / balladeer )

tw. implied alcohol consumption ( scaramouche’s ), implications and discussions of abandonment issues.

gender neutral! reader

ะ ྂ ❤︎ . ˚˖ now playing.. the archer.

+ about. the archer tells the story of someone’s anxiety, inner suffering and insecurities. while they have had their fair share of the upper hand in a situation, they’ve also been in a more vulnerable, hunted position. relationships are hard to hold onto, as most of their enemies started off as friends

+ xiao has lived a long time, having gone from a peaceful life among his yaksha allies — whom he called his friends. in the present, those friends are no longer, having become corrupted with karma and the after effects of the cataclysm, which had left him with no choice but to fulfill his duty as the remainder of the five. on the outside, the conqueror of demons stands as a symbol of strength and protection for the people of liyue, a hope for a karma-free region. yet, there stood somebody who always seemed to see right through him, who saw through the stable front he put on for everyone. he found it stupid that you did, but deep down it scared him. xiao once wondered who could ever leave him, but now.. it’s who could stay? it strained his chances at new friendships, at relationships — at letting somebody into his life. yet you paved a path towards him, through all the karma that follows and bathes him under the moonlight, and reach out for him to hold onto you.

+ “i’ve been the archer.. i’ve been the prey..”

ะ ྂ ❤︎ . ˚˖ now playing.. daylight.

+ about. daylight tells the story of a person who has been stuck in what feels like a never ending dark night, and finally breathes out a puff of fresh air when the brightness of day, their cherished love, washes away the eternal darkness that has trapped them for so long.

+ kazuha didn’t want to look anything else now that he saw you. ever since the lockdown on inazuma with sakoku decree, the loss of his friend, what remained of his lineage; just about everything, he felt stuck. stuck within a night without a moon or stars to light his way, to guide him out of the dark.. until he met you, that was. with his only escape through beidou’s ship, he was met with the most cleansing opportunity of meeting you upon his arrival in the ever prospering liyue. you were like a ray of sunshine, the daylight he’d been search for what felt eons for, and finally found. you’d driven out every shroud of darkness that held onto him and flooded his vision with a brightness so warm, it gravitated him to you. of course there had been the fear of flying too close, like the story of icarus. only, if kazuha flew too close, there was the fear of losing you as he’d lost another once before. but as he drew closer.. he found himself greeted with warmth, rather than ashes.

+ “and now i see daylight, i only see daylight.”

ะ ྂ ❤︎ . ˚˖ now playing.. lover.

+ about. lover tells the story of someone who feels they’ve known their partner a lifetime, rather than the amount of time in which they’ve been together. they have finally found the one they have been searching for all their life, and wants to go wherever they go.

+ albedo never thought himself to be cut out for frivolous love and romance, and yet here he was now. a holiday dinner at his place had ended with his colleagues friends of the knights crashing in the living room, fairy lights still up, casting their warm glow. he held up a cup of tea as he walked in to see you snickering at them with a morning drink of your tastes in hand, wrapping an arm around you as he held you close to him. he could remember last night near perfect detail, recalling the cooking, the laughter, and the seat you saved him right next to you, just as he did for you at every table you both sat at. it was always the little details that made his heart burn with an unfamiliar warmth, similar to the one he felt with alice’s daughter, klee, yet different. yours felt like a bundle of blankets on the coldest day of the year, on the peak of sal vindagnyr, with a shower of adoration in the form of sweet nothings, dirty jokes and the tenderest kisses. a reminder that you are his, forever and ever and ever. his.. lover.

+ “i take this magnetic force of a man to be my.. lover!”

ะ ྂ ❤︎ . ˚˖ now playing.. cornelia street.

+ about. cornelia street tells the story of someone afraid to lose another person they loved, due to previous loss. they’re enjoying the moments with the person they love, but doubts and fear surface in their head of those moments coming to an abrupt end, just as everything else does.

+ scaramouche swore off getting close to people after the third incident in his early life. now, he is met again with what could be the fourth incident, out of his ( stupid ) feelings for someone that warmed their way into his hollow chest. that was you. after a night out, feeling tipsy, you threw in the idea of renting a place for the both of you to live in. the wanderer thought it to be stupid. given his new lifestyle, renting a place didn’t align with that. but he didn’t refuse the idea. he enjoyed his time with you there, life was never brighter.. except for those moments where he thinks back to his past, and wonders if he would lose you, too. if the former harbinger did, he knew he would never be the same, that he would never be able to walk the street of your rented home again. terrified, he tried to leave at point, fearing history would repeat.. and yet you showed your hand before he could leave, and sat on the roof with him that night with the promise of never leaving.

+ “hope it never ends.. i’d never walk cornelia street again.”

notes. hello mikan! super sorry again for misreading the request, i hope this one is better and that the songs i chose are okay😭 i only listen to a few tracks on lover so i tried my best to pick what fits them best</3

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ddostoyevskyy · 1 year

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↭ 𝐒𝐀𝐏𝐈𝐎𝐏𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐄...

❝a person who is attracted, whether it be sexually, romantically, or otherwise, to intelligence or intelligent people rather than to the physical appearance...❞

↭feat. Diluc Ragnvindr, Kamisato Ayato, Kaedahara Kazuha, Albedo, Al'haitam, Tighnari, Kaveh.

𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞... I already saw someone doing this with SAPIOSEXUAL. And, I thought I’ll do it with Sapiophile, instead. EMOTIONALLY, POLITICALLY, POETICALLY, ACADEMICALLY Intelligence. And, I’ve already put the four men (Albedo, Al’haitam, Tighnari, Kaveh) all in one, so, I hope you won’t get confused.

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬... Nothing much. Just these men being attracted to a person with brilliant mind and soul.

MASTERLIST.

Request open!

✗↭... 𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐍𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐑, 𝐃𝐈𝐋𝐔𝐂; The Darknight Hero.

For someone who is strong needs someone who is smart.

Although, Diluc is also a smart man, I think, he needs someone who is emotionally smart. Someone who can understand and emphatize with his hidden feelings because I don’t think he’s a person whose quick to attached to someone.

Since, Diluc is rather an opposite to his burning vision, he’s outmost personality is intimidating and cold. Most of the time, I always see him as someone whose having a hard time dealing with his own emotions.

At times, he’s really just hard to read and oblivious at some point, yet his body language seems to disagree with this words.

If you knew him well enough just by looking at him, and he trust you enough to show what he really feels, he respect your judgments and what your perspectives in some sort of situation where, maybe, he’s being to insensitive, he’s being to ignorant or abrasive — but, he’s never arrogant.

Being emotionally smart is equivalent to being emotional too (I’m emotional, yes). So, when it comes to arguments with him, he’s actually careful with which words he’ll be going to use — he’s actually concern when you’ll avert your eyes away from him whenever an argument is starting to get heated. He’s aware enough to hold your hand whenever you’re getting emotional — or when you look like you’re about to cry.

And having a partner whose emotionally intellectual is surely what he craves for.

✗↭... 𝐊𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐎, 𝐀𝐘𝐀𝐓𝐎; The Yashiro Commisioner.

He’s a menace in society.

Politically smart is not only talking about the politics itself — it is also discussing about how an individual will handle such leaderships — which Ayato executed perfectly. A partner who is such a great leader and has a strong beliefs and ethics in able to reach their designated goals in life is what attract him the most.

Moving on, I think, Ayato will be attracted to someone whose politically smart.

A person whose enable to strive with their own talents and can argue politically and financially and a selfless leader is his ideal. Although, he want someone loyal — as long as his partner is loyal to the public and honest is what he desire of.

And, having someone politically smart as his partner — that just mean you’re always with him in social gatherings.

He always watch how you interact with people whose trying to negotiate and interact with the Yashiro Commissioner himself. Although, he’s not meeting or conversing with people if they are not approved by you — he’s always wary with people, so having you is an advantage for his position and for his safety.

Although, when the same thing happens to you, he’s there to protect you when the time comes. You’ve been awfully smart around his own business, practically helping him out on his own paperworks and now, it’s his time to prevent your reputation to be ruined from something that is a false accuse.

He’s a menace in society, so he want his partner to be someone like him too.

✗↭... 𝐊𝐀𝐄𝐃𝐄𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀, 𝐊𝐀𝐙𝐔𝐇𝐀; Scarlet Leaves Pursue Wild Waves.

This pretty boy. I love him. He’s attracted to someone with brilliant mind. And, when I say brilliant mind; those who see something or the world more deeper. Basically, someone who likes to double meaning. Kidding aside, Kazuha is one poetic man. And, someone who view the world and everything like how he sees it is what he admire the most. Having the same perspectives in life with a person you’re attracted to is ideally. He’s a passionate lover, and he’s more open about his emotions unlike, Diluc. So, I don’t think, Kazuha still needs someone emotionally smart — maybe, someone whose wide with vocabulary and loves to express their emotions and thought like a poet is what he’ll love the most. He would love a partner whose carefree and loves to travel just like him. Discovering more and more to the world while you’re spending time with each other is very ideal too. While you’re out there telling him how was your day and what happened after a long day without seeing him with using foreign words or you’re literally acting like you’re in a theatre stage; all expression and with a smile on your face, he will silently listen while holding a pen and paper; jotting down some of your words of wisdom in his pocket notebook, so he can reread it again and again. He’s calm as a breeze, and having someone with wise words that would swoon him over like the calm waves in his roaring seas is what he desire the most.

✗↭... 𝐀𝐋𝐁𝐄𝐃𝐎; Kreideprinz, The Chalk Prince. 𝐀𝐋’𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐌; The Acting Grand Sage. 𝐓𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐈; The Avidya Forest Watcher. 𝐊𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐇; The Renowned Sumeru Architect.

These men are SMART, SMART. They have the certain knowledge with how things works, especially in the medicine and architectural field. Although, Kaveh’s prototypes amd sketches is a little too weird, yet too modernized in the literal world. They don’t seek for common sense, rather they seek for more knowledge that will gain them for their own or their daily lives. They will want to have a partner who will help them strive for their future (although, Kaveh and Al’haitham is already graduated, Albedo is literally a walking chemistry, and Tighnari is a master on his own field), they will eventually learn from someone whose academically smart. For Al’haitham, he’s got a little care for the world — always has his eyes on his book. But, when he found your own book which you carry around — he found way too many sticky notepads and doodles which he found way too messy (but, he’s a mess himself), although he found those sticky notes really useable in a some sort of a way — he started to be more eager to know about you and how you seek for knowledge by just reading a book. Although, he, too, loves to read. He found comfort in your book which has those sticky notes plastered in every pages. Albedo — oh, he’s one hard opponent when it comes to science and he loves to sketch! So, imagine him having a partner who loves science too — but with anatomy. He saw one of your sketches in his laboratory — left unattended and open which is quite rare for you to do — you always has your sketchbook as close as possible, because your sketches is quite... sketchy for other people. When he found out what your sketchbook really contains, he’s flabbergasted at first. Seeing muscles, bones, cells, skins, female and male anatomy — and, oh, what is that? Is that his arms...? With his gloves? He found your sketches rather strange.... although, it was quite a very detailed drawings, he can’t help, but to be fascinated rather than creep out. And, he admired you more than before. For Kaveh to be such a burnout architecture with an engineer partner is a quite interesting pair. Imagine, both of you pulling an all nighters just to finish a single design which will be rejected later. Kaveh loves to watch you sketch, completely forgetting about his own work when you are currently sitting by his side, eyes glued to the work that is due the next day. You still look amazing, despite not sleeping for days and he envy that (although, he himself is a beautiful man). He admire the way your fingers graze across the canvas and how the sound of the pencil scratching on the paper reaching his ears. Often time, you would help him with his work, making sure that his work will surely be approved by the engineers (which is you, yourself) and he admire how you pointed out such mistakes on his own canvas. But, the only mistake he ever did is not listening to you and just staring at you the whole time you tried to explain some possible changes on his work. Tighnari is a very intelligent man. He’s very wise with his words. He’s very logical, especially with plants and a promising physician (whennnnn will it be my turn to be oneeeeeee). So, having someone in the same field of work will be a challenge for him. Someone better than him? You knew so much about medicines and herbal methods which he has yet to conquer. Although, it fascinates him how you work within the field and the forest, despite always being stuck in your own work room — you always find yourself being treated by him, despite being an own doctor, yourself. Are you purposely getting yourself hurt, so you can slide through his office and get treated? Although, he doesn’t mind. As long as you will tell him some of your medicine secrets and knowledge, it doesn’t matter! At the end of the day, all of that information vanished — only left by your lingering scent on his office that had his tail wagging and cheeks flushed.

Disclaimer; This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

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malleux · 7 months

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Hi maybe albedo, Xiao and scara (seperately ) with a reader that’s shorter then them?

Fluff plz

I’m 4”11 if that helps

short s/o.

-> albedo, xiao, wanderer x gn!reader

-> warnings: insecurity mention

albedo

I genuinely think Albedo is the one who cares the least about your height. His being a little shorter has never occurred to him as something that is something to be insecure about (it's still not, but to some it is).

Nevertheless, he thinks you're cute. It gives Albedo this primal instinct to protect you a bit more, even if you're fully capable of protecting yourself. He's been through a lot and felt helpless through many things, so he's going to make himself useful by loving and protecting you.

Pats the top of your head often, especially in praise. If you're helping him with research and come to a conclusion or figure something out, he pats your head with a soft "good job". Gets you every time.

xiao

One who I think does sometimes let his height get the better of him, solely because he was smaller than the other Adepti and therefore felt as though he had to prove himself to be a bit more. It helps that you're shorter because this kind of solves his insecurities. There's something about Xiao finally being the bigger one that he really enjoys.

Likes being helpful. If you can't reach something, he'll get it for you. If he can't reach it either, he'll use his powers or something to get it down. Either way, you're not lifting a finger and he's doing it for you.

I believe that no matter your height, Xiao enjoys being the little spoon. He is an old Adeptus with the weight of the world on his shoulders at times. He enjoys being able to just lie down and be held for once with no worries. It doesn't matter if it is awkward or not, please hold Xiao.

wanderer

Napoleon complex. Hands down. Because of this, your short stature puts Wanderer on top of the world. He feels absolutely amazing because now he can make fun of someone's height instead of people making fun of him.

On a serious note, he thinks you're adorable despite all the teasing. His teasing is just a way of getting more interaction with you-- he's not too good with flirting. Wanderer does that thing where he uses you as an armrest and puts his elbow on your head, even if you're really not much shorter than him. Please just let him do it.

Opposite of Xiao-- Wanderer wants to be the big spoon for the most part. As previously said, you being shorter makes Wanderer feel bigger. He wants to relish in that and it extends to sleeping or cuddling as well. He wants his arms around you, his legs caging yours. It's like a nonverbal warning saying, "If anything tries to get to you, they have to get through me first."

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makelemonade · 1 year

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Happy Birthday!

my birthday was 3 days ago (sixteenth) so here are some headcanons as to how the Genshin guys are on your birthday

Relations: Ayato, Albedo, Alhaitham, Aether, Childe, Cyno, Scaramouche/Wanderer x Gender Neutral Reader (separate obv )

Warnings: uhm slight angst, swearing, too much fluff ew (aw), forgetting abt ur birthday (literally all of them do)

support me on kofi!! link is on master list (pinned post)

Ayato:

-I’ll be so fucking supercalfraglicious rn, that man won’t even be able to spend it with you.

-Yoimiya and Ayaka def bet 10$ he forgets acc

-but because I’m SUCH a sucker for angst to fluff

-In the morning, he won’t even know what day it is. He’ll be to tired to comprehend anything. He’s not a morning person in the slightest

-He does wake up before you though due to the work, so you’ll still be asleep while he greats ready and gives ur forehead a lil smooch before he heads out to do any tasks or duties

-you’ll wake up upset to see NO GIFT LIKE WTF

-richest man in Inazuma CANT even get u anything ?!

-maybe he left it for thoma so he can give it to you when you wake up!!

-when you go eat breakfast, ur eyes light up to see thoma holding a gift but slightly dim when it’s none other than his and not your beloveds.

-nonetheless your happy you got a gift !!

-it’ll be a few hours and STILL no gift. Thoma tells you with a sad dog pout face that Ayato did forget

-so you actually spend the day with him!!! thoma >>>>>

-your back in the evening, signs of daylight all gone as night was to hit

-when ur back you fully come to terms Ayato did forget about your birthday because he didn’t even wish you a happy bday :)

-you walk past him sitting on the bed with a few bags of stuff you liked that Thoma bought as another gift and Ayato looked at you confused

“Who bought you all of that?” He asked, sitting up and setting a few work files down on the bed.

“Thoma.” You answered, not even sparing him a glance.

“Confusion grew more along with a tinge of jealousy. “What was the occasion?”

“My birthday.”

-I’m telling u rn any type of emotion DROPS

-he lowkey might start crying

-hell ask u to sit on the bed and apologize for everything and like just kiss u all over and if ur still mad he’ll understand but like god knows you can’t stay mad at him

-he acc takes u on a shopping spree the next day and tasks Thoma with inviting all of your friends so when you get back to the estate, it’s none other than a surprise party!!

Albedo

-HE DOESNT EVEN KNOW WHAY A BIRTHDAY IS

-thankfully you explained it to him a few weeks before your birthday and even if he isnt human, he’d like to partake in it

-but he’s never done this before so he has to seek out Kaeya for them

-he went to Klee first but decided It wasn’t best to give you a bomb for your birthday

-Kaeya tells him all type of gift ideas and Albedo acc saves up a bunch of his money to buy you all your favourite stuff

-he’s so cute

-he tries to bake a cake

-key word tried

-his cake became demolished like alchemy couldn’t even fix it

-it was adorable though and you thanked him for everything. he forgot about work the whole day just for you :)

Alhaitham

-i cant decide if he forgets or is just too busy to spend it with you

-I think he’ll forget to call off work on the day of your birthday and won’t be able to spend it with you

-like he remembers your birthday but his slow ass just couldn’t remember to call off work

-he does have a present ready for you though! and a long message he sent to your Akasha while he was at work

-he actually did come home early just for you

-insert him twirling you around omfjwknfkwjdjwdjjed

-so if u decide to go out, he’ll take you to a very fancy and expensive restaurant and give u ur gift there

-if u decide to stay in he’ll bake a cake from scratch with you (those cute movie scenes where there’s like flour on both of ur faces)

-and then end the night watching a movie and falling asleep or birthday fuck, ur choice

Aether

-THIS MAN DOES NOT FORGET

-he’s just too busy he can’t spend the whole day with you

-BUT he takes you on commissions with him!!

-big mistake

-so u end up getting hurt and he has to take you to the nearest like hospital or whatever they have in that world

-he’ll probably just cry out of guilt because it’s ur birthday and part of his gift was that you practically almost die

-memorable birthday in my opinion

-birthday scar !!!

-he gives paimon a bunch of mora so she can go buy food and you both end up spending your birthday in the hospital

-hey at least he’s with you !!

-he acc crawls in the hospital bed beside you and your both just cuddling

-paimon is in the corner btw making sure y’all don’t do shit if ykyk

-once ur all better, he makes sure to take you out to dinner and get you an even better gift <3

Childe

-he forgets.

-not changing my mind.

-like I feel like ekaterina will have to remind him

“How is Y/N’a birthday so far?”

-insert jaw drop, shock face, eyes wide

-he will BURST out the bank and run straight to your shared home

-now you’ll be sad but like ur choice if u wanna cry or be mad

-if ur crying on the bed he’ll sit beside you and start kissing u all over ur face and saying he’s sorry and sorry all over again while whispering endearments

-if ur mad he’ll let himself be a punching bag

-he ENCOURAGES u to slap him but you only punch him playfully

-he’ll take you out and get you the most EXPENSIVE jewelry like literal fucking diamonds

-if u even want u can spend it with Zhongli too

-he just wants to make sure you have the best day just minus the fact he literally forgot

-he’ll take u in a trio to Snezhnaya or anywhere in the world just for you to forgive him

Cyno

-ladies and gents and my non-binary friends….

-he doesn’t forget!!!

-he acc has it all planned out- where you wanna celebrate is your decision

-if you wanna adventure around? Go for it! He’ll be with you and protect you from any monsters

-you wanna stay in? he’ll buy every movie you love and you’ll do a movie spree

-u wanna party ? Even on short notice he’ll Invite everyone hours before and youll all be having fun in the bazaar

-nonetheless he just wants you to have fun- it’s your day after all

-he has a lot of money, he just didn’t know what to get you, so if there’s any free time he’ll let you go around and buy whatever you want

-at the end of the day he’ll cuddle up to you and omg HE’LL LIKE whisper the happy birthday song to you as you drift off to sleep and idk why but that’s so cute to me

Scaramouche/Wanderer

-guys I’m just gonna say Scaramouche cuz for this he’s still working for Fatui but he is very ooc and soft (wanderer personality kinda)

-so sorry friends but the man literally doesn’t even know it’s your birthday month

-I think Childe will remind him by asking how your bday day is so far and Scaramouche will be like fuck

-Childe will def kaugh at him for forgetting but out of kindness he’ll tell Scaramouche what to do

-Scaramouche will race home and he’ll kiss u and shit hug u and apologize while saying he’ll do anything to make it up to you

-ANYTHING.

-you guys are in Snezhnaya and there’s not much to do but you decide to go ice skating !!

-you’ll have to teach him cuz he can’t skate for life

-he’ll encourage you to just take his mora or card or wtv and buy whatever you want cuz like

-he’s loaded

-you just decide to go buy some food aka hot chocolate to warm up. Maybe some snacks if you wanna watch movies that night

-he does buy you a cake though so when your home he can light it up

-he’ll sing the bday song while hugging you from behind and when it comes to your age he’ll blow out the candles with you then kiss u on the cheek

-UGH

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castle-tea · 6 months

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give me more hairstyles to draw Albedo with

,,oh to be lost in Kaeya’s tiddies,,,

#genshin impact #fanart #digital art #albedo #kaeya alberich #im obsessing over them again #Anyone got fic recs?#kaebedo

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ventisweetheart · 1 year

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Genshin boys comforting you after you have a nightmare that they died

Xiao, Scaramouche, Childe, Albedo Author's Note: This is for my bestie @sweet-almonds again<3

Xiao

''XIAO WATCH OUT!'' You shout as a spear begins to go through your lovers back. How could they do this to him and how could be so oblivious? He lets out a grunt as crimson stains the grass below. You catch him in your arms before he could fall to the ground.

Your heart shatters as you look into his now lifeless eyes.

No no no this can't be the end

''Xiao, my love.. please- please open your eyes for me'' Tears stream down your cheeks, onto the fabric on his skin. You soon-

''Qingxin, wake up!'' You awake to the sound of Xiao's voice calling you, and you quickly sit up and begin feeling around for his form.

''Xiao? Are you okay?'' You place a hand on your cheek, you were crying.. maybe that's why he woke you up.

''Hey it's okay calm down Qingxin, I am right here. It was just a bad dream okay? It's not real.'' He pulls you to his chest.

''Yeah.. it was just a dream. I am sorry to wake you, I didn't mean to'' You give him an apologetic look.

''No need to say sorry, I would rather be the one to wake you up from such an event.'' He gives you a smile and runs his fingers through your hair to calm you down.

''Here, put your hand here.. can you feel my heart beat? I am real and I am never going to leave your side.'' The melody of his heart beat soothes your mind more than anything at this state. And before you know it you fall into a deep slumber.

''Goodnight, Qingxin. I will fill your mind with only the happiest of dreams.''

Scaramouche

''Why Ei.. why would you do this? TO YOUR OWN CREATION, YOU BASTARD!'' You cry out as you hold your boyfriends broken, fragile body in your lap.

''Kuni come back to me please please please Kuni don't leave me.'' You rock back and forth as you cradle his body gently, hoping for any sign of life within him.

You open your eyes and shoot up from your pillow, panting and sweating. You look to the spot next to you and you see Scaramouche's body next to yours, asleep.

''Hey Kuni wake up please.'' You lightly shake him awake, in utter fear that he might not respond.

''What the hell do you want at this time of nigh-'' He begins to say but, quickly gets cut off by the expression on your face. He quickly sits up as well and cups your cheeks in his hands.

''Darling, did you have another nightmare?'' He looks into your eyes sympathetically. You nod your head, still trying to settle your heart down because of such a scare. He leads you head to his chest and tilts your head up to look at him.

''I am right here okay? Nothing bad is going to happen, I love you so much my love. Please settle down now.'' He gives you a soft kiss on your lips and tucks you hair behind your ear.

''I love you too.. thank you Kuni.'' You nuzzle your form as close to him as possible and slowly close your eyes to the rhythm of his heart.

Childe

Your eyes are meet with a sight that you never thought you would see. Your lover, holding a hand out to you as he takes his last breath. You knew this was a bad idea but, he didn't listen. Now this is your fault, you thought.

''Ajax what happened?! Why did this happen to you? Ajax answer me!'' He always told you that you were strong but you couldn't be. You felt so weak, so broken.. and filled with rage. Those fatui, and that stupid battle. Maybe it was bound to happen, maybe-

''Honey? Wake up, you're having a nightmare.'' You feel Childe strongly shaking you awake.

''Ah I am awake, I am awake.'' You rub your eyes as you begin to get more alert on what happened.

''Do you wanna talk about it? I understand dreams like that can feel really real most of the time and, I want to be here for you if you're afraid.'' He places your hands in his and smiles. You slightly blush at this.

''Well.. in my dream you left. You lost a fight and..'' You trail off as the scenes come back to you. And he laughs at this, trying to lighten the mood.

''You know I will never loose a battle! And I will never leave you, that's for sure. I will stay alive, for you.''

''Now, enough with the sad talk! If you can't go back to sleep, lets get all comfy, get some snacks, and cuddle, yeah?'' Gosh, you love this man.

Albedo

The imposter has won. Its all over now. And he has taken the only person that has made you the happiest you have ever felt. The only person that has made you feel at home, since loosing your sibling. You can't speak. All you can do is cry over his limp and lifeless corps. This can't be real..

You suddenly wake up from the horrific images that your mind has created. You look next to you and you see that Albedo isn't there. Now you really begin to freak out.

You quickly get out of bed and uncontrollable tears run down your face as you frantically look for your beloved. This might be real.

You go into Albedo's office and to your relief, you see him sitting on his desk chair. And given the situation, you quickly run up to him,

You sit in his lap and peppers his face with kisses, while wrapping your arms around him tightly.

'' 'bedo you're alive! I thought you left me!'' You sob. He is very confused at first.

''Love slow down, slow down.'' He holds your face in between his hands and looks deeply into your worried eyes.

''I- I am sorry. I had a really bad dream and when I woke up, you weren't there so, I got really scared.'' Now he understands. He gives you a reassuring look and picks you up bridal style, to your shared bedroom.

''I understand love, I am sorry. I should've gone to bed with you. I won't scare you like that again, take some deep breaths for me alright my dear?'' He walks to the bed and sets you down into the pillows. He gets in next to you and scoops you up into his loving embrace.

''I am going to help you go back to sleep okay? I love you so much, you're so precious.'' He says in almost a whisper. He begins to hum a low tune as you close your eyes to the melody.

#scaramouche x reader #albedo x reader #xiao x reader #childe x reader #genshin x reader #tartagalia x reader #ajax #xiao #scaramouche #albedo #genshin impact #fanfic #genshin fic #genshin headcanons #albedo genshin x reader

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dreamsofminnie · 1 year

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“When you are emotionally/ mentally unstable and you go to them for comfort.”

Characters-> Wanderer, Alhaitham, Venti, Tighnari, Gorou, Thoma, Xiao, Dainsleif, Heizou, Albedo,

Notes-> If you have ideas for any other characters that I can put in here, feel free👀 The wanderer one was self-indulgent,, can you tell ehe.

Wanderer

Rolled up in underneath your bed was a space of comfort and security for all your bad days. It has happened many times in these recent months that your boyfriend has carpeted the floor under it—which he denied he did for you, occupying the corners were pillows, and even cute mushroom plushies on one side.

So when he called your name from the living room with silence following, he knew where to find you.

Sniffling your eyes stare blankly ahead of you, back against the wall and facing the long side of the underside of the bed. A pair of feet crossed your view and stood facing where you were.

Scara knelt down and joined you in the hidden comfort zone. You immediately follow his body and clutch onto his side. He was never one for much physical touch nor good with his words. But his presence was enough. He was enough.

Scara’s eyes were downcast as he hesitantly rubbed shapes onto your shoulder, a firm grip letting you know he will be here for you every step of the way. He brought out two juice boxes, both your favorites, sweet enough to melt your worries with his warmth. He’d hold you silently throughout the night, his cape big enough to drape over your frame. As he would fondly watch you slumber in his grasp; vowing to keep you safe to see your sparkling smile again.

Alhaitham

“Aauuugghhh” Your shouts of distress into the pillow of your shared bed, was side eyed by your lover who shifted the paperwork on his desk. “Dumb studies. Dumb project. Fck the Akademiya and everyone.” The muffled groans in the pillow hid your teary eyes.

Alhaitham secured the sheets with a paperclip and bookmarked his opened book. He sensed your disturbed figure even when you hadn’t been home these past few hours. He felt something gnawed at you the moment you prepared a cup of coffee with little to no sweetness then what your always did.

“Y/n.” His call of your name was a call to look at him. He loves your eyes and smile the most. You adjusted yourself where you were peeking up at him but still most of your face within the pillow. “Who do you need me to fire for you.” He turned his chair to face the bed and leaned over both elbows on his knees, face closer to yours obviously noticing your tears.

You gaped at him. You knew he was still the acting Grand Sage, with only two more days till he resigns, but that power held is scary enough for a feeble scholar like him. You buried your head back and mumbled. “Myself.” You really felt like sht.

The wind chilled as the pillow was yanked away and an upset boyfriend had pressed an arm near your head holding one of your wrists, leg and body now propped up on the bed hovering over you. Your favorite pillow has been thrown and discarded off to the side in the fast paced shift in movement.

“Haithamm, my pillow?!” You tried not to shiver at his slowed breaths on your face and turned your head to morn for your pillow.

“Do you really find importance in that. I inquire that your words are of more importance. To me; as your lover.” You blinked away the remaining tears your pillow couldn’t rid of, which then got replaced by a finger rubbing them away. His gentle touch and soft gaze made you cave in. Your lips trembled as you spilled the events of your past few days. He adjusted you both so he was sitting up against the bed frame with you laying on his chest, hands around you, a wall of protection you deeply cherished.

Venti

The wind-rise tree was the best place to relax in, the sturdy branches could carry any weight you bring. At least for now, you used them to carry the weight of your despair. Your hand and leg dangling from the thick branch, staring off into the bright sky wishing you could whisk away like the clouds. Many hours of this felt like your forever.

However you weren’t alone; the entire time a certain archon sat right under you. Every shuffle and every sigh he heard, no matter if you were many feet above, it always felt close to his ears.

He wanted to smother you in his affection and tell you that everything will be better done together, but if you were really content to stay up there and not search for the bard for comfort, who is he to take away your alone time. You know that the wind will always be with you. And that is enough for him.

The wind blew gently around you, the smell of apples and wine would occasionally tempt you to find Venti and bathe in his relentless adoration. You were tired regardless, tired of the world and the pressures of society. The alone time was much needed.

A soft melody of a familiar lyre pulled you from your daze. “Venti..” A smile graced your lips, a success from Venti’s part, a smile he longed to see after hours on end of your dazed face. “I love you..” The song lulled you to your slumber, smile still played in your sweet dreams.

Tighnari

His tail swished irritably. He has been sitting in a bush watching from a distance, not at a bird, but at your figure sitting on a large tree root above a large canyon. Your face for the past hour has been sullen, deprived of affection for the world. Not that the world has any affection for, on your part.

Tighnari saw you a few hours ago, emotions still calmed, so what happened in that time you weren’t with him.

He was annoyed, not at you. Well, maybe a little for not consulting him in your emotional/mental spiral and sitting on the edge to a pontential plummetting death. But mainly on why he has to hide away while being too far away to protect you.

He popped out of the bush not bothering to flick off the loose leaves that made a home in his hair and clothes. He marched his way to you, careful enough to cover his footsteps. Once he reached you, his arms clutched your body, scooting you a bit further from the edge before sitting behind you. “Nari!..” Your head flickered to him but his arms that stayed around your waist and his head that plopped onto your shoulder prevented you to see his face.

His ears pressed onto your shoulder, clearly a sign of his worry, tail also curled around your waist, his body unmoving. “Sorry, did I worry you..? It’s been a little difficult for me lately.” You stroke his head and ears, huffing when his ears tickled your skin.

“Communication you lummox. Don’t take all the responsibility for yourself.” His legs slipped and crossed under your outstretched legs, now seeming as if you were sitting in his lap. He lifted his head and rested his chin on your shoulder instead, eyes finding and locking yours. You gave him a warm smile which caused his tail to wiggle, happy he could brighten your mood. “Alright my little forest ranger.”

Gorou

Gorou has never been as helpless as he could be now, on the battlefield he knew every route, and if he didn’t Kokomi’s manual was great guidance. Where was Kokomi’s manual to help him of all times.

You lay flat on the ground, relishing in the shallow Watasumi waters. In repentance of actions/emotions that were not allowed to be said.

Gorou sat beside you in panic, being his own lifeguard to make sure you were breathing every few minutes. “Can you please tell me what’s wrong Y/n?” You could hear the puppy eyes of hopelessness in him even under the shallow sandy water. Flipping over so your face could breathe above the water, and back onto the sand, you felt guilty for troubling your boyfriend to this degree.

“Gorou have you ever felt what it’s like to be at a loss.” You deadpan and glared at the sky ahead. His ears twitch as he went deep into thought. “Yes. On the battlefield there were a few times when we had to retreat.”

Your eyes flicker to his for a moment. “And what did you do??” The rippling water from the small waterfall swam around you, was actually pretty relaxing.

Gorou’s tail swished slowly in his seriousness. “The only route out was to step back. It’s not a total defeat but a retry of that once failure. And..” He smiled down on you, his brightness rivaled the sun above. “If I lose, I have you to come back to.” Gorou is too sweet today, you just had to drag him down into the waters with you with a grin.

Thoma

“Lovelyy, my dear, please open this doorrr!!” Thoma knocked lightly on the wooden paper door which you hid behind sulking. You were rolling around in agony for the past hours that Thoma who finished his workload for the day and came back to this, excused himself for a bit which gave you the insensitive to close the door.

“I brought you food. Though I don’t know what you're going through, please accept these as your coping mechanism instead of marking up the floor with your tears.” You were already up and at the door at the word food.

A large pout greeted Thoma as he guided you to the table and set down the goods he whipped up for you. Your head plopped onto the table with a thud munching on tri-color dango. Thoma noticed the dark circles under your eyes due to sleepless night over the thing you are stressing about.

It was Thoma’s turn to pout, “Why are you not getting enough sleep, is sleeping next to me not enough reassurance to your utmost protection.” You were startled and coughed into your dango.

“No nono, I just can’t help but have these thoughts keep me up at night. Sorry.” Thoma sat you up straight and poured you a cup of water. “No need to fret dear, I’ll always be here to support you. So...let’s go to the market today and help you find a good sleep essence for sleep.” Relief huffed from your breath into a smile, reliable and responsible, but you love his willingness to protect you the most.

Xiao

His face scrunched up, he hated this, humans were indeed complex. But you are HIS human, so what can he do for you. He struggled with answering this.

You both sat on the rooftop of the Inn as usual, and you were curled up in his lap sobbing your eyes out as your tears were running out. In a relief that you were starting to tire out from the previous bear-like grip you had on him, noise from inside the inn caught his attention, tugging you a bit farther from the edge.

He could hear two plates being set down, his order was ready. “Let me get something for you.” He mumbled as you tried to sit up straight while Xiao hurriedly grabbed the two plates and brought it back up to you.

The gelatinous almond pudding jiggled as if its purpose was to entertain and brighten you. It did. “I ordered this for you. Since i’m not good at comforting, and since this never fails to…make me smile, i thought it would to you as well.” He had forced out the word smile in hesitation in wording, and his gaze long gone from yours in embarrassment.

When he turns back to you after a few seconds of utter silence he greets that one smile he adores. “Thank you Xiao.” Your voice still raspy and dry from the leaked tears. You set the plate on each of your laps so you could nuzzle against his side while you ate the sweet almond tofu alongside him. The taste was endearing and so was the moment with your beloved that the events of your dread had faded away in the harsh wind.

Dainsleif

The repetitive sounds of hammering was conclusive in the acts of construction nearby…except it’s at an ungodly hour in the morning and it’s an Inn room, with you being the center cause of this disturbance with an onlooker who was only slightly peeved.

You were crouched on the ground facing the thick wall, slamming your head in anguish. All so tears wouldn’t spill from your eyes in front of your lover. Though Dainsleif would rather prefer the other over this, at least crying wouldn’t be as mind-grating, maybe.

“Enough. Are you trying to crack your skull open?” He was sitting on the sofa watching you and the door, in case there were any complaints he had to tend to because of you.

“I hope i do! The suffering is endlesss. Archons end me yourself you coward!!” Your voice was cracking with your plead, sniffles cutting through. Dainsleif has had enough of this antic and grabbed your collar and lugged you onto the sofa laying down on his lap.

You were flustered for a second, jolting up only to get forced back down. He placed his hand atop your eyes, closing them so now all your senses were focused on him, his voice, his touch, and his warmth.

“I awaken and hear your cries of panic first thing. Do you know how early it is? But not only that, do you not know that your harm is impactful on me.” His voice you could tell, was softer, your vision was covered but you could feel his emotions thoroughly. It unintentionally made you shed a tear, which Dain skillfully wiped away while maintaining your closed-off vision.

“Sorry. But now I can’t really sleep. Especially when i bashed my skull a little bit too hard, I think I killed a few brain wrinkles and cells.” Dainsleif stroked your shoulder with his free hand. “Would you like me to tell you a story. I have wandered the world for many eons there are surely some that would pique your interest.” You hmm with a smile. “Go ahead.”

Heizou

“My deeeerrrrr~ Your Sherlock has arrived.” He sat with you at the bottom of the small shrine’s gates stairs. Ghosts of shrine maidens have been perceiving this area, the sole reason why Heizou came. And the sole reason why you choose this area to mope, ghosts can’t judge you since they're already dead and mope here as well.

Heizou has just happened to hear from a birdy that you decided to venture off here alone. What poor defenseless boy can’t protect his lover from potential harm?

Your eyes tried no to make contact with his, Heizou being a great detective had its ups and downs, downs as in he can decipher how your physical state is right now. Your skin was pale and eyes red and puffy.

“Hm hum. Definitely been crying and loss of nutrition. Tut tut. Not okay Y/n.” He conjures up a lavender melon for you to graciously munch on.

“What’s gotten my honey bunch upset. Do I needa arrest a man.” His eyes glimmer mischievously at the end which was dead serious.

“No. Just please stay with me here a bit longer Zou.” Your fingers intertwined with his, squeezes of affection bounced back and forth. Your head rested on his shoulder as did his.

He hummed with a smile. “Would you like to hear how my day went? I was on forced patrol, welll, more like solving a small case that interested me this morning and turns out it was a whole fraud! A fake! The higher ups knew i would take that bait and used it to take me on patrol! So meann!”

You laughed at Heizou’s pout, fond of his adventure story. You would say the higher ups knew Heizou better than you can ever. “Maybe I should try that next time when I want to surprise you.” Heizou’s gaze stayed on your soft smile, agreeing to your comment but tranced by your face. “Your very kissable right now my deer.” His serious tone clashed with the lovestruck look in his eyes, you didn’t mind his physical affection on a day like this.

Albedo

Alchemy solves most of the world's problems, and he hoped it does for you. Bubbling in the flasks, Albedo was working hard on whatever he was making, which you idly sat by watching your boyfriend move so fluently. A large thick blanket shrouded you warm from the freezing temperatures outside the cave in Dragonspine.

Your tears have long dried in the biting winds and a large cup of hot tea sat in your hands. Albedo moved fast putting himself on a timer so when he was done he wouldn’t turn around to see you fall asleep on him.

Finishing the last touches in a few more minutes, he gently carries it over to you behind his back. You push the drink to the side and welcome Albedo into your blanketed warmth.

“Here you go, darling.” He placed a box in your hands, a luminescent flower head floated above it, shiny and delicate, the box was golden and had a small turn lever on the side. Albedo held and guided your hand to the lever and spun it, creating a soft melody, a tune that you have heard him hum it to Klee many times. It was so warm since it was a recording of Albedo humming the entire tune.

“That’s not all.” His lips curved up as he watched your glee. Albedo pulled the covers above your heads, trapping you both under the sheets. A golden glow of Geo resonance flew into the box and the trapped area you both were in sparkled in a starry sky. The projection was breathtaking, you would expect no less if Albedo told you that he took those pictures through an advanced telescope himself. Which he then admitted to.

A hidden easter egg was quickly found through your joyful eyes, was both your names inscribed together under a golden heart constellation. “For whenever you feel down, you can listen to my voice, admire my craftsmanship, or stare at the starry night sky. But just know I am more than happy to cover all three for you anytime.” You pulled you boyfriend close and thanked him with barrages of kissess.

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#genshin fic #genshin x reader #venti #wanderer #scaramouche #alhaitham #albedo #shikanoin heizou #dainsleif #xiao #thoma #gorou #tighnari #genshin impact #genshin imagines

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sarahsartistportfolio · 30 days

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Knight X Princess AU with Albedo

wc: 3,926

Ok so many many months ago I had made this post and the lovely @witch-hazels-musings decided to pick it up and turn it into a series. Back then I had little interest in actually writing fanfic but now I'm dipping my toes in it. And I have the inspiration for knight Albedo so I tried to write. And it ended up pretty long lol

Um there are some author's notes at the end. And Hazel if you end up reading this, your writing is truly such an inspiration. You completely have my blessing if you wanna use anything I wrote here in your own knight series❤

Once upon a time, you’re the youngest princess of Mondstadt.

At the tender age of seven a strange woman approaches your father with a proposal. You watch secretly behind the grey stone wall as this foreign woman talks to your father, the king. The woman’s hands are resting on the shoulders of a child beside her, a little golden-haired boy about your age. You're too young to make out any sense of the conversation they're having. And it isn't until your older brother spots you, and rushes you away that that little boy looks behind him to catch a glimpse of you.

This mysterious woman not only convinced your father to take this young boy in but also that he will be your future personal knight.

Your father stands behind tiny you as he introduces you.

“ Y/N, this is Kreideprinz, he’ll be training with the knights of Favonius. You’ll be spending a lot of time together when you're older.”

Albedo’s piercing icey blue eyes seem to look right through. He barely moves, only taking a low formal bow with “Princess.” as his introduction.

You extend a curtsy back towards him(or at least try to, your sister has been desperately teaching you how to perform one right)

Your gruff father’s voice cuts through

“His mentor told me he’s developed a skill for the arts at such a young age. Just like you Y/N.”

This moment marks the start of a fond habit the two of you will share in the many years to come. Given parchment and colorful pastels by your father you and Albedo draw together out in the open courtyard. And although he doesn't say much and you’re a bit too nervous to say anything towards him, you make a small attempt.

“Kreidepr-”

“Albedo.” he cuts you off with an unchanging neutral expression.

“Please call me Albedo, your highness.”

From that moment forward you two become a familiar presence in each other’s lives. When you weren’t being taught your sixth lesson by your governess and when he was done with training with the order of the knights, you two played together. He would show off his newly learned sword stance or a raw material he was gifted by his teacher in his alchemy lesson. You quickly learned he was a curious child. Not afraid to pick up the creepiest of bugs or tornest of plants.(You even watched him eat a spider much to your shock.) He would tell you random facts about the stars, the weather or flowers that grew on the castle’s grounds. You rarely saw him smile, his expression always remaining so indifferent. It was like he hadn’t learned how to smile yet.

Meanwhile you shared with Albedo the juicy gossip you overheard from the visiting diplomats or a map you stole from your father’s collection of newly discovered lands from outside your kingdom. You two developed a love of drawing together whenever you both could escape the pressures of the adults. It's peaceful, drawing together on a large piece of paper. Of what you hoped your futures to look like, what countries you’d like to visit, what new foods you’d like to try.

When you’re about 15 years old it's when he officially becomes your guard. You’ve noticed as you’ve grown older Albedo seems to keep his distance from people. Except you, as he’s quite forced to be your shadow. It really feels like nothing has changed at all except now he wears the royal uniform and he’s the first face you see when you wake up and the last before you retire for bed.

You don't quite understand his love for science but you indulge in his hobby nonetheless. You listen to him ramble about experiments and data that just go right over your head. But you really do try to pay attention! Because you consider him your friend now. Plus his voice is so calming, you could listen to him talk about anything for hours.

On the occasions you are able to, if you find a rare preserved bug or rock said to have fallen from the sky, you gift it to Albedo. (Even if on occasion he says a bit sheepishly “I already have one of these in my collection” he still accepts it from you regardless).

You’re the first one he shares that he’s been gifted a vision. He tells you way too calmly for having been blessed with such a powerful item but you get excited for him.

A few more years pass and Albedo could actually count on one hand how many times he’s actually had to defend you. He’s grateful really, that’s it's been so little, that his job is relatively boring. He’s thankful that so far your life has been safe.

He does remember although, the first time he ever saw you truly fearful. A few years back when you two were still teenagers. A siege from a neighboring kingdom, one who wanted more power, marched right up to the city’s gates. You and your siblings were barricaded in an enforced room deep within the castle. “If the enemy starts to breach the outer room of these walls, I want you to take my sister and run, escape from here through the underground passage.” Your older brother had told Albedo secretly earlier.

Albedo had never seen you genuinely afraid before that day. As the sounds of screams and combat can be heard from within this room's thick walls. Your clammy and tight grip on his hand never leaves him as your other hand clenched at the fabric of your dress.

The sound of cannon fire shaking the walls has made you jump in surprise and even has shaken Albedo’s usual calm demeanor.

“We’ll be alright.” He reassures you although his slightly nervous tone betrays his words. He squeezes your hand “I promise we’ll survive this.”

And it's through your closest friend’s unwavering certainty that you find it in yourself to give him a weak smile and nod.

And as if the gods hold true to Albedo’s word, the battle never reaches inside the castle. Your loyal army causes the enemy to retreat. Its safe again at last. But when your siblings start to exit the room, You find yourself breaking down. You were trying desperately to hold it together in front of your family but now just in the presence of Albedo tears being to fall. He stops and moves right in front of you, his hand now resting on your shoulder as he tries to brush the tears from your cheeks. A rare look of concern and worry on his face as he quietly calls your name.

“I’m sorry.” you sniffle and try to regain some composure in your voice. “I’m sorry. Look at me crying while everyone else is relieved. I should be stronger than this. A royal should be stronger than this.”

As he glances back at the doorway waiting til it's just the two of you left in this room, he embraces you, in this brief quiet moment he holds you close.

Yes so far you’ve been kept safe. Even skillfully dogaging a marriage proposal or two.

That is…until the curse catches up to you.

You see there’s been a long past down story that your family will one day suffer from a curse. But that’s all this is right? A story? A story of some ancestor of yours angring a deity or magical creature and getting cursed that one day your royal bloodline will die out. But that’s just a fairy tale right?

It starts with your father the king. But he’s already old and frail so his death, while heartbreaking, is not all too unexpected. Albedo is still there at your side as you lie a flower down on your father’s tomb.

Now your oldest brother inherits the throne. You’re happy to see him in power, your family has been very close. He’s only about seven years older than you and healthy for his age.

So two months after his coronation, when he falls ill. It's a shock to you and your two other siblings. The royal doctor has no answer, you call for healers outside your borders, offering huge payments in return. But within a week, your dear brother is gone.

Albedo watches as you try to put on a strong facade for your sister and brother. But he can see the trembling in your hands. This isn’t normal, this shouldn’t be happening. Let alone to someone as undeserving as you.

Now Albedo is no doctor but there must be something he can do, some way he can help. He scours the castle library for every book on rare illnesses and even dips into your family’s genealogy. When nothing there serves his pursuit he ventures out into the city, even to the outskirts of Mondstadt for any scrap of information that could help him.

And within this short time Albedo is searching, your older sister takes the throne and a month later she is dead.

Albedo watches as you attempt to reassure your last remaining family member. “It's the curse isn’t it?” your brother replies with paranoia.

But it can’t be. Albedo tries to convince himself. He has studied magic extensively, curses aren’t unheard of but. To think this tragedy would touch you? The only person in his life he considers a friend?

Albedo is a man of science, of tangible proof that you can hold in your hand. A curse that was placed on your family for some unknown reason, generations ago by most likely some being or person that’s long since passed? He thinks back to when he was 15, glancing to his side as he kneels before the king to take his vow, to see you trying to hold back a gleeful smile as you watch him take his oath to serve by your side till his last dying breath.

A curse? He will not just bend it but break it completely.

He neglects you a bit again during this time. So into his research as he has been many times in the past. He reassures you this time it's to help you. Your brother only makes it two weeks before he’s caught a fever. Albedo closes his book, leaves his lab, and returns to your side as you say your last goodbyes to your brother.

The young man feels as if the world is crumbling beneath his very feet with how fast both of your lives have changed in such a short amount of time. He wants to return to those carefree days of when you two drew together out in the courtyard, not to now where he has to watch the joy leave your eyes, not one where he has to watch you bury your family, where he’ll have to watch you be-

No no no he can’t think like that. Not now. Not when there’s still time to change the future. But he just can’t bring himself to leave your side right now. Not now when your skin is growing pale, you're losing your appetite and your eyes grow tired. You two are friends. He understands this, you taught him what friendship is, what it looks like, feels like. But recently with this suffering that has fallen to you, he can’t feel but feel a new emotion, one he can’t comprehend. Recently he’s had such a strong desire to embrace you more often. Hold your hand. And when you're standing too close caressing his cheek, kiss you. But is this love? Could something that’s not even human grasp such a raw emotion?

“Albedo…” you weakly beckon him closer, offering a piece of charcoal in your hand. He knows why you're doing this. But it won't be the last time, he swears to himself.

“Remember when we were kids,” you start with your horse voice “I drew us climbing to the top of Dragonspire, that’s what I saw in our future.” you smile nostalgically as you brush off loose charcoal off your paper.

“We can still do that.” He says unwaveringly. “When your strength returns to you I’ll take you up there. As I’ve done myself many times in the past.” His vibrant blue eyes hold a conviction that you admire so much about him. It's surely one of the reasons you’ve fallen in love with him. All you can do is smile a bit pitfully back at him “Keep your promise.”

Once you become bedridden he can not will his legs to leave your side. Only once the inconvenient pain of hunger or sleep pulls him away from your side. Although he can not bear to be in the room with you as you dictate your will and last testament to your royal advisor.

The next morning as he just barely got enough sleep, as he’s making his way to your bedroom he hears faint crying and fear just takes hold of his heart. His trembling knees almost give out at the sight of you lifeless on the bed, your attendants weeping besides you. His mouth dry, eyes wide with dread.

“She’s alive but she’s asleep…” the priest standing over your bedside says. “Nothing we do will wake her.”

Albedo stays by your side attentively the next few days. It's true nothing he does or gives to your body will wake you. There’s only the steady rise and fall of your chest and quiet breathing. The image of the princess’s most loyal guard resting at his knees beside your bed with his hand in yours, this image is forever stuck with the servants and remaining court who catch a glimpse of it behind your door.

“Are you sure about this Albedo?” Jean questions him with concern as she hands him his last supply bag. Albedo sits on top a sturdy horse, at the city’s gate, early in the morning when the sky is still a mix of orange and purple. The sun illuminating the back of the castle, casting a large shadow over the city. It could be the last time he ever sees his home, the last time he ever sees you. “Absolutely.” he answers the grand master.

This is not an aimless journey for Albedo. He has leads, names, places of interest that have ties to your family’s name. In the beginning he felt immensely guilty. You could have passed away one, two days after he left Mondstadt. He doesn't know how long he’ll be away from your side. He could return to a kingdom in disarray, a power vacuum left by your passing, he could return to see your name on the family tomb. He travels farther and farther. Past the neighboring kingdom Liyue. On a boat to Inazuma, where he watches the leaves fall and snow dust the ground. He’s quiet during this time and single track minded. He rarely interacts with the people living in the lands. Except for when he overhears your name or family's name spoken in a conversation. Then he stops said person and with an impassive expression demands they tell him more.

On a boat to Sumeru is where his next hunch takes him. As he counts the consolations in the night sky on the rocking ship, he finds his mind drifting back to you. When he sees a woman with your same hair color out of the corner of his eye, he thinks of you. When he sits at his campfire late at night, bathed in an orange glow and sketches, he thinks of you drawing at his side. When, with just the little tools and materials he carries on him, he’s able to transform one element to the next, he thinks of your face of innocent amazement as you applaud him for what he believes is a simple feat. Archons he misses the sound of your voice.

With nothing to show for his efforts in Sumeru he treks through the sweltering hot desert for Fontaine. Catching a small boat to the port he recalls a memory from your shared childhood. He remembers as children you two would talk about traveling to vast unknown lands when you were older. Now he has slain so many alien beasts, came face to face with ancient deities that have been around since the stars formed, he’s walked through lands that didn't even feel real, like he was walking through a dream. There’s now a deep white scar from his wrist to his elbow. He wonders if, no when, you see it will you scold him for being so reckless. He imagines you tenderly tracing the raised skin as you tell him to “please don't be so reckless for my sake”. He smiles. The only time he smiles is when he thinks of home or you.

He silently promises you that he’ll recount every adventure and monster slain to you when you’re awake.

By the time he reaches Snezhnaya the usual snow has melted, breathing spring into the once fridgen landscape. Outworldly Albedo looks defeated. His eyes are so tired. And he just misses you so much. He never thought his pursuit to awaken you from your endless sleep would take him so far from the city of freedom. He used to think himself so smart and capable. But even in Snezhnaya every written or spoken word of your family’s curse brings him no closer to the truth. No matter what god he begs to or monster he strikes down he still gets no answers. He recalls the court alchemist telling him “You’re a curious student Albedo. Your perseverance for the truth will lead you far in life.”

But now as Albedo sits at the far end of a dimly lit tavern, he feels like such a disappointment to you, to the one his heart yearns for. He should have told you he loved you. He should have told you so many months back. But at that time he was still coming to terms with what “love” really felt like.

If Albedo wasn’t so lost in thought he would have picked up how the tavern’s bard is singing an all too familiar song. Lyrics about a mysterious and silent knight who is on a quest to bring his beloved lover back to life. But Albedo’s mind is ruminating about the past.

It's only after the music has stopped and the boisterous tavern has quieted down does Albedo take his leave. Although once outside to the oddly soundless streets he hears a voice.

“You should return home loyal knight.” It's the bard that was singing inside the tavern. His dress and accent oddly Mondstadtan. “This act of love is enough to save her. I felt your devotion long before you arrived here.”

Yes…maybe it is time to return home.

His journey back home is heavy. As the spring turns into the hot and humid days of summer. But he is returning home empty handed. No real world proof that this curse is even real. I have failed the only person who has mattered to me the most. At this point Albedo desires nothing more than to let his dreary eyes close as he rests at your side, so he can at least tell you he loves you in your dream.

He’s grateful to see that Mondstadt still looks the same. The castle still stands in the distance. And as he nears the city he overhears the townsfolk speak of you as if you’re still asleep. So all my effort?...All my research?...What good was the pursuit of knowledge if it could not return to him the one he holds dear to his heart.

At least he can see you one last time.

As he arrives inside the castle's walls he sees a cluster of favonius knights huddled together, discussing something with vigor. And when a familiar face notices Albedo’s tired and weary figure, they spirit over to him.

The pure astonishment on his colleague's face is the only thing Albedo’s mind registers as the person word dumps onto him.

All Albedo catches through his hazy thoughts are

“It's you! You’ve really returned Kreideprinz.-”

“We thought you were-”

“-amazing! Just an hour ago-”

“-she asked for you. First word she said-”

And that’s all Albedo can hear as his feet move on their own to your room. Where all the castle’s attendants are congregating outside your bedroom door, weeping joyfully and thanking Barbados.

He pushes his way past the crowd and despite his disheveled appearance he’s recognized and allowed to enter.

He feels like he just stepped into a dream. A beautiful, idealized dream. There you, awake, standing, walking. Talking to one of your ladies before your eyes meet his. So much time has passed. What if you don't recognize him? What if you don’t remember him at all? His own voice caught in his throat as he watches you bring your hand over your mouth. And with pure disbelief in your voice “Albedo?” and that’s all he needed.

It's as if he’s moving through the haze of a romanticized storybook page, he runs toward you and takes you into his arms. He holds you like you might slip through his fingers at any moment. It's a dream, it must be. Maybe some ghastly creature killed him some time ago and this is celestia. He would happily embrace it.

“Albedo.” you call his name through a broken sob. It's tender, and it's all he wants to hear for the rest of his life, as hot tears roll down his cheek and disappear into your hair.

And for you? It's like walking straight into heaven, back into your knight’s arms. You’ve missed the touch of his blonde hair and the smell of his clothes. You dreamt about him, over and over again. Even through the endless darkness of your nightmare. Your heart clung to every precious memory with Albedo as if absolutely refusing to forget him.

He lets out a deep sigh as you can hear the smile in his quiet voice “This is a dream, I’m dreaming.” it’s whispered against your neck.

You let out a laugh and not even angels above could compare to the sound.

“I’m real Albedo. I’m right here.” You run your fingers through the loose strands of his hair. “I’m right here.” You prop your chin on his shoulder so he can hear you clearly. “And I love you.”

Ah you beat him to it

All throughout his life you’ve been a consist. You’ve remained by his side even when he’s pushed others away or neglected them.

Under normal circumstances Albedo would never be this brash but with your warm body under his fingertips he can’t think rationally anymore.

His lips find yours, and it's all passion and yearning. And a little clumsy, as it's both of your’s first kiss.

“I love you.” He can finally tell you as you are awake to repeat it back.

…..

Now, up on top Dragonspire peak, there lies a piece of paper, held down by four rocks on each corner. On the paper is a child’s drawing, depicting a girl wearing a crown and a boy wearing the royal guard seal. They are holding hands, standing triumphantly on top a mountain.

….

Oh and now instead of Mondstadtians telling stories of your family’s curse. Every mother tucking their children into bed, every old storyteller over a bonfire, is now recounting the story of a devoted silent knight, braving the seven corners of Teyvat, all to save his true love.

A/N: So when thinking of what situation to throw knight Albedo and princess reader in, I thought of childhood friends to lovers because it felt so natural. I don’t know, I could totally see Albedo falling for his childhood friend where one day when he’s older he just realizes “oh my god its you. Its always been you.” Thoma would make a great childhood friends to lovers now that I think about it lol. Also thinking about what foil to pit him against. I was thinking ok he’s a scientist. Let me pit him against something he can’t understand, something that can’t be solved with equations or facts, but only by the arbitrary logic of some ancient deity that casted a curse on you. And as a lover of Grimms and Anderson’s fairy tales this was fun to write.

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໒⦂ 𝐑𝐄𝐏𝐔𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍.

notes. hi mikan, so sorry for the delay! it was hard to choose songs for your request because there are only so many romantic songs left on reputation and i didn’t want to paint the boys as toxic :’) i hope you enjoy!

genre. fluff / suggestive ( scara’s ) + mild angst

for @alatushours <3

ft. xiao, kazuha kaedehara, albedo, scaramouche ( wanderer / kabukimono / kunikuzushi / balladeer )

previous post includes. tooru oikawa, alhaitham, kaveh, ayato kamisato, ajax ( childe / tartaglia ) click here!

gender neutral! reader

ะ ྂ ❤︎ . ˚˖ now playing.. end game.

+ about. end game tells the story of a yearning love where both sides have what most consider big reputations that will cause a lot of talk to rise up regarding them. one yearns to be with the other and not end up as another ex love, but rather the one — their end game.

+ xiao is known for his title as a yaksha and an adeptus, in other words — he has what most would call a big reputation in liyue. his is painted as noble and heroic, whereas yours paints you as someone soaked in drama, all because of media. if you were to be with him, your relationship would certainly make it into conversations, which is something you don’t want. you want to be his first string — his lover, not some other ex to be laughed off because of your past relationships or a one night stand. what you don’t know, however, is that xiao couldn’t care less of what is said about you. he wants to be yours as much as you want to be his. he’s not as perfect as you paint him, he’s got karma surrounding him and past regrets that make him dissatisfied with many aspects of himself, but he knows that you would love him regardless of his flaws as he would love you regardless of yours. he would only believe the truth from your red lips, not the rumors surrounding you.

+ “i wanna be your end game.”

ะ ྂ ❤︎ . ˚˖ now playing.. new year’s day.

+ about. new year’s day tells the story of a love in which one fears the other will leave, for fear of the rumors surrounding them and the reputation they have earned themselves. they pray the other will stay through the worse and will in turn be there to squeeze your hand, through your bluest days.

+ kazuha blew one of his bangs out of his tired eyes, looking to the clock mounted over the doorway. it’s passed midnight with glitter all over after the party, polaroids, and emptied bottles of champagne scattered from the toasts to the new year. everyone had just about left, leaving the two on your own. there was a mild anxiety that swirled in your stomach, recalling the conversations that were shared regarding your history. your boyfriend wasn’t normally one to care, he was carefree as the winter breeze singing outside. but even still, your worries could not be quelled as you gazed at his back until you were all the way out of the building. eventually, you lowered your eyes to the ground until his hand grabbed your own, squeezing three times. surprised, you looked up to find his gentle smile — an assurance to say he wasn’t going to leave anytime soon. and that he too, wanted your midnights as much as you wanted his, regardless of everyone else says.

+ “but i’ll be cleaning up bottles with you on new year’s day.”

ะ ྂ ❤︎ . ˚˖ now playing.. dwoht.

+ about. dancing with our hands tied tells the story of a love that was once secret, for fear of what would become of it if the wrong lights shined on it. such a precious and endearing love, with nothing in the world that could stop it, no matter what was to happen. regardless of what everyone else says.

+ albedo wasn’t one to care or easily worried when it came to other people’s opinions. if people wanted to speak ill of him and his choices, then that was their lives they were wasting, not his. however you wanted secrecy for the beginning, as you were recovering from heartbreak and just overwhelmed with being spoken of in such a foul manner. albedo understood this and respected your wishes, as he didn’t mind secrecy either. but eventually the relationship did come to light. there were supporters, encouraging the relationship while wishing you both well. but of course, there were also those who wished badly upon you being together, which at times, created obstacles for the both of you. at times it made it difficult to breathe and fight through it all. ending it almost felt like the only way out. but albedo wouldn’t throw away something so dear to him. as he would stay until the room burned, holding you as the water rushes in, if he could dance with you again.

+ “yeah we were dancing, dancing with our hands tied.”

ะ ྂ ❤︎ . ˚˖ now playing.. ready for it.

+ about. ready for it tells the story of a competitive love, in which both sides have bad reputations, whether in terms of past loves or just the people that they are. as both are seen as cruel, alternatively it could open opportunity for a relationship to blossom in the darkest of circumstances and gossip.

+ scaramouche has a history that followed whatever path he walked, whether it had been erased, rewritten, or not. people knew to steer away from his direction, yet that gravitated you. now you weren’t a bad apple, but you weren’t an angel either. the people surrounding you had painted you in a light that wasn’t so bright, and shone through all the wrong aspects of yourself. however the same could be said about scaramouche. some boys tried too hard to get with you in the past, but he didn’t try at all to get your attention. being ignored was almost frustrating, yet enticing — it made you want to play this game of getting him to notice and fall for you. the boy would cave eventually like the rest did, you knew that for a fact. and if the former harbinger knew the dreams you had in the middle of the night about him, if he saw the things you both did — he would come sprinting. although, you would take your time, because you knew you were going to be with him.

+ “are you ready for it..?”

notes. unfortunately not a lot of romantic songs remained after the first post i did so i tried my best to pick from the remaining ones to fit the characters :’) don’t blame me and so it goes were candidates but they didn’t really fit the bill much.. regardless i hope these are okay! first time writing scaramouche and albedo..

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(aether, albedo)

summary: sometimes side effects are more prominent than the actual product.

a/n: this is kinda romantic implied bc i wrote albedo sort of crushing on aether but it could be read as platonic so i'm just keeping it vague lol. more lee aether who is surprised.

[this is a sfw tickle fic!]

・・・・・・・・・・・・・・

At this point, Aether is used to being a test subject. He came to Teyvat to find his sister, yet now he’s going to leave an unwilling hero and guinea pig — and, by the looks of it, still sisterless.

He can’t count how many times he’s gone through Lisa asking him to try a new spell, or Charlotte telling him to stand still so she can work on her photography, or Lyney practicing a magic trick he’s just come up with. He doesn’t mind it, really, not that much — it’s better than trying to fix all the Archons’ problems for them.

(He’s still hoping for Diluc to join the ‘ask-Aether-to-try-every-new-thing’ club, but considering everyone thinks he’s a teenager and not thousands of years old, he doesn’t think he’ll be doing a wine tasting any time soon.)

Point is, this whole thing isn’t just because of his own stupidity. He made a very understandable assumption, alright?

“Come here,” Albedo says, writing down some notes. “I want you to try this elixir out for me, if you wouldn’t mind.”

Aether nods, although Albedo can’t see it with his head bent down. He walks over to the table and sees two bottles, both filled about halfway. On the right is a pale green, glistening substance, and the bottle on the left contains a much more appetising blue-purple liquid. Albedo doesn’t look up from his notes, so Aether takes a 50/50 chance and picks up the left bottle. He downs it in one go.

Albedo looks up, then tilts his head. “That wasn’t the right one.”

Oh.

If Paimon were here, she’d panic and begin asking every question she could think of — but she’s not here, and Aether doesn’t know how to panic for himself. So, all he says is, “Am I going to die?”

“No,” Albedo says, sounding a little amused at how flat his voice is. “But—”

“Will I be in pain?”

“No.”

Aether shrugs. “Alright then. I don’t see a prob—LEHEM!”

His hands shoot up to cover his mouth, his eyes widening as a sudden sensation washes over him. Albedo looks on with a mixture of pity and curiosity as he sinks to his knees. “Maybe I should have warned you better…”

Aether curls in on himself, arms wrapped around his middle now instead of his mouth. “M-mahahake it stohohop!” he pleads, scrunching up his shoulders to protect from invisible, non-existent hands.

Albedo kneels down beside him, admiring the grin adorning his face. He’s never heard Aether laugh quite so freely before, and it’s very endearing. He finds himself staring for longer than he had intended. Aether is the one being tickled, yet Albedo is the one blushing — that doesn’t make any sense.

“In my experience, it stops after a short while,” Albedo finally says, blinking away from Aether’s incredibly pretty face, “although I took a much smaller dose than you. I’d estimate ten minutes at most.”

“T-tehehen?” Aether squeaks. “I cahan’t — too muhuhuch!”

Albedo can’t help but smile. Aether’s laugh is far too contagious. “Calm down, you’ll get used to it soon enough. It won’t feel nearly as bad in a couple minutes.”

Despite his words, Aether whines through helpless laughter, although he keeps any more complaints he may have to himself. From what Albedo had experienced, the tickling wasn’t intense at all; merely a step beyond tingling, just enough to make one laugh. For someone as ticklish as Aether, he supposes it might be a bit worse, but the overall outcome should be mostly the same.

“It was supposed to be a strength enhancer,” Albedo says, carrying the conversation while Aether is too busy cackling beside him. “It still is, technically. It just has some…very strong side effects. I’m sure if you could manage to stand, you’d find yourself a bit better with that sword of yours.”

“Plehehease,” Aether begs. “Mahahake it stohohohop…!”

“Hm.” Albedo reaches around him to scratch at his side, sending him scrambling away with a shriek.

“I hahate yohou!” he wails, then returns his arms around his waist protectively and kicks against the floor a little. “Yohou’re cruhuhuel!”

“I could leave you here until it's over,” Albedo suggests, making Aether frantically shake his head. “Maybe even make some more for you.”

“Y-yohou wohouldn’t!” Aether cries, although they both know he absolutely would.

Albedo pokes a spot on his tummy that his arms fail to cover up. “If you say so.”

#don't ask about the title man idk #my fics #arty writes #genshin #genshin impact #gi #tickle fic #albether #albedo genshin #aether genshin #lee!aether #ler!albedo #ish

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koyagi-writes · 1 year

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Mond-Liyue-PP-HCs.exe

Folder: Genshin Impact Accounts: Albedo, Diluc, Kaeya, Venti, Tartaglia (with Foul Legacy), Xiao, Zhongli. Query: n/a Pop-Up: NSFW (minors + ageless please DNI), gn!bottom!Reader, Male genitalia and anatomy, overstim, dacryphilia, dom-sub dynamics, piercings, tattoos, size kink, monsterfucking, knotting, mention of breeding kink, maybe OOC Notepad: Please do not edit or repost this software’s works. First official post on the blog woo! This is part one of a series, we will include Inazuma, Sumeru and Snezhnaya in part two.

Albedo (Kreideprinz)

Very few of Mondstadt’s residents end up close enough to the Chief Alchemist to learn of his anatomy, let alone those fine details of his body that you were lucky to gain enough of his trust to learn. You truly are grateful to Albedo for allowing you the opportunity to observe each others’ bodies one cold, carefree night on Dragonspine, free of words, only communicating by touch, taste, smell.

Albedo is uncut, probably around 5.5 inches (14 cm) when flaccid, and almost 6.5 inches (16.5 cm) when hard; it’s of average girth, if just barely thinner. It looks near perfect, the shaft fading into a pretty pink as you reach the tip, a single vein decorating it. His cock curves up slightly, shaped perfectly to press against your most sensitive spots. His balls are relatively small.

He prefers to keep his happy trail neatly trimmed, shaving it into simple designs (He prefers the four-pointed star, to match the golden mark on his neck.).

Albedo prefers to stay quiet so as not to spoil the song of your moans, but he won’t mind piping up for you if you ask.

His shaft is quite sensitive at first, his body new to any touch before the first time, and he finishes quick, dick twitching as thin droplets roll down his shaft as he reaches his high. It tastes ordinary, a healthy mix of salty and sweet.

Over time, he continues to experiment on himself, using different alchemical means to increase his libido and stamina, all in an effort to increase pleasure for both you and himself.

Diluc Ragnvindr (The Dark Side of Dawn)

He’s reserved, closed off, untrusting. Just what key did you use to unlock his heart? You were the only one in Teyvat to knock down any walls he had put up over the years, and even convinced him to hire you at the tavern. One night, after closing up and walking back to Dawn Winery hand-in-hand, Diluc would beckon you to the shared bedchambers. He vented to you about the stresses of the day, to which you offered to take the lead. He’d accept, averting his gaze as you both undressed, and had the softest, coziest sex ever, a stark contrast to his demeanor in public.

Diluc is cut, his cock resting at a cozy 6.5 inches (16.5 cm) when flaccid, and rocking 8 inches (20.3 cm) when he gets all fired up. He’s average, but is thickest just under the tip. He has a tan line from working out in the vineyard, so his dick is quite pale compared to the rest of him. His tip is a warmer pink, and the shaft is veiny. It curves down due to its weight, but still manages to make you squirm on him. He’s got mid-size balls, and they can fit comfortably in your hand.

He doesn’t shave, electing to trim, yet keep the hair soft and fluffy. It’s slightly darker than the rest of the hair on his body. He probably has prominent arm and chest hair, and both are sensitive parts of him.

Diluc is a virgin before meeting you, so he’s very sensitive once you seduce him. Not only will he be twitching, but you’ll sometimes catch his legs shaking from below you.

His cum is thick, and flows slowly down his shaft or into you. Despite his inexperience, his stamina is a marvel, and he can pound into you for up to 6 rounds. It tastes slightly metallic and salty, with a slight flavor of burnt caramel.

He’ll try to stay quiet, only allowing small groans and growls to escape into your ear. At some point, he’ll slip, and will end up losing control of his volume as he empties himself into you. Near the end of the night, he’ll be a whimpering, begging mess for you.

Kaeya Alberich (Frostwind Swordsman)

Many in Mondstadt believe Kaeya to be quite promiscuous as a by-product of his charismatic attitude. On the contrary, he is far more reserved and far less experienced than anyone expects. Once you and him have a private night together (for once), he pulls the romantic cliche, decorating your shared bedroom with candles and rose pedals, a bottle of Dawn’s finest wine and two glasses at the foot of the bed. He’d hold you as if you were glass, and take you softly, gently, passionately.

Kaeya is cut, 6 inches (15 ¼ cm) when flaccid, and 7.5 inches (19 cm) when hard; he’s thicker than average. His shaft is darker than the rest of his skin, tip blushing a deeper tan when he gets excited, and it’s quite veiny. It doesn't curve in any direction, despite how heavy it gets. He has 2 Jacob’s Ladder piercings, close to where the shaft meets his balls, which are mid-size.

As Cavalry Captain of the Knights, he’s sometimes preoccupied by work, so he can hardly find time to manscape. When he does find time, however, he makes sure to keep his pubes combed down and silky, just like the hair on his head. If he feels like teasing you, he’ll shave the hair above the base of his shaft into a little design.

You clearly underestimated his sensitivity. You expected your grip on his shaft to have little to no effect on him, but it’s you, and he loves you so much. His emotional connection to you perpetuates the pleasure he feels in every touch, lick and stroke on him.

He’s so pretty when he cums, thick globs of his seed dripping onto the sheets beneath him, or pumping your throat, cunt, or ass full of himself. It tastes salty, with a hint of mint.

He will pant and grunt into your ears, and moan like a pornstar as he reaches his climax. He doesn’t give a fuck if the neighbors hear him, he wants others to know you two belong to each other.

Venti (Windborne Bard)

Oh boy, here we go…

You decided to visit Windrise for a date with Venti, bringing your own instrument so the two of you can serenade each other amongst the branches of the grand tree. As night falls, the music you make together fades into a duet of moans, pants and praise as you cling to each other. He’s absolutely drunk off of you, from the flavors on your lips to the sweet, sinful sounds your hole makes around his cock.

We believe that the male Archons have different sizes, depending on what form they take. As Barbatos, he’s clearly bigger, 6.5 inches (16.5 cm) regardless of arousal, and he’s thinner than average. As Venti, he stays at approximately 5 inches (12.7 cm), also regardless of arousal, maintaining thinner than average girth. In both forms, he’s uncut, and is pale all the way up his shaft, the tip a beautiful pale shade of rose. As Barbatos, a cyan tattoo rings around his cock (and yes, it glows). His balls remain proportionate with his size in each form.

In both forms, he keeps basically hairless downstairs, save for a few black and teal hairs below his tummy.

As Venti he’s sensitive, and twitches at any contact with you, regardless of which part of you it is. As Barbatos, he’s slightly less so, at least giving you more time to build up your own orgasm on him.

Either way, he’ll still cum so prettily, watery seed painting your body, inside and out. He’s so sweet, just like his favorite wines.

He whimpers the whole time, and encourages you to do the same. Just like a duet, your moans and whimpers will harmonize as you both cum in sync. We think the Archons also mark their partner’s belly with their element, like a succubus mark.

If you’re both lucky, a new tale will spread around Mondstadt of the waterfall at Windrise singing. In reality, it was simply a wanderer overhearing Barbatos and one of his naughty little disciples (you) from behind the waterfall.

Tartaglia (Childe)

Ajax, for as arrogant as he is, looks so pretty underneath you. Tears in his eyes, freckled cheeks completely flushed red as you grind on him. You became the one person aside from his family to earn his heart, his love. This all started in the Northland Bank, as you intended to bring Ajax lunch, and eat with him while he took a break from his paperwork. One thing led to another, and you ended up straddling his lap, teasing him a bit, then leaving him hard in his office. He thought you were just being bratty, but when he comes home, he’s bombarded with kisses, nips, and bites over any exposed scars and skin. He barely sits on the couch before you straddle and undress him. You ride him so slowly, so softly, it’s so overwhelming.

Tartaglia is cut, and is around 6 inches (16 ¼ cm) when flaccid, and 8 inches (20.3 cm) when hard. He’s pretty thick, multiple veins decorating his shaft. His cock is pale, fading into a lovely coral color at his tip. He’s got larger balls, fitting for his breeding kink.

Ajax takes tremendous care of his pubic hair. As a proud Snezhnayan man, he cherishes his body, as damaged as it is. He keeps his pubes combed, trimmed, and conditioned regularly. He has a frenum piercing, which he chooses to wear gold jewelry with.

Somehow, he’s only sensitive when you’re gentle with him, you’ve come to find. It seems he’s so used to being roughed up, that your sweet, soft disposition overwhelms and overstimulates him.

His cum is in the middle when it comes to its thickness, not watery, and not thick. It tastes slightly metallic, but still salty and sweet.

He’ll groan and whimper under his breath, repeating your name like a prayer. He’ll thank the Tsaritsa for giving you to him, no matter where or how you met. You’ll have to kiss him or bite his neck if you want him to shut up.

Bonus: Foul Legacy

It was time for your weekly spar in the Golden House. You and your boyfriend made bets on how long you would last or if you would win this time. If you won, he would treat you to dinner, and if he won, he would take you in whatever form he was in. You had gotten far enough on your own, but for the first time, you had been defeated by Foul Legacy. He would pin you to the floor, and await your approval to enter you, and waste no time thrusting into your hole.

Because FL is twice as tall as regular Ajax, this means that proportionally, his cock will be twice as long, and twice as thick. Consequently, this means the abyssal beast’s dick will be 12 inches (30.5 cm) flaccid and 16 inches (40.6 cm) hard. It’s thick, a knot decorating the base. It’s dark purple just like the rest of him, with black speckles decorating his cock. His balls are huge.

The flame orange hairs surrounding the base of his dick matches the mane atop his head, however now they’re disheveled.

As an abyssal beast, he probably goes into ruts, during which he’s most needy and sensitive. He doesn’t care if he’s folding you into a full nelson, or if you’re riding him, he just wants to feel your walls around him.

He’s aware he might not fit all the way, but he’ll purr praises into your ear if you can take all of him, including his knot. His cum will stay the same as his human form.

He’ll pant and growl as he thrusts into you, holding you tight to him. He would lick up and down your body, then let out a loud howl as you cream on his cock for the third time that night.

Xiao (Vigilant Yaksha)

Your adeptus boyfriend sat across from you on the bed, wrapping bandages around your injuries. He whisked you back to Wangshu Inn after he caught you in the middle of a scuffle with some treasure hoarders, and begrudgingly patched you up. He’d scold you for not calling out for him, finish bandaging your arm, then inspect the rest of you for any lingering cuts. He’d kiss you feverishly, but gently lay you down on the plush sheets as he kisses down your body.

Xiao is uncut, his cock is 5 inches (12.7 cm) when flaccid, and 7.5 inches (19 cm) when hard. He’s relatively thick and veiny. His shaft is tan, and fades into a dark aquamarine near the tip due to his yaksha blood, also resulting in his balls being proportionally large.

The adeptus’s carpets match the drapes; dark teal, straight hairs decorate his tummy leading down to the base of his shaft. He has a silver dydoe piercing, and the tattoo on his waist trails down to his hip and thigh.

He’s always sensitive, no matter how much he denies it. He’ll say that it’s impossible for an adeptus to fall so easily into pleasure, that he doesn’t deserve such caring treatment as a result of his karmic debt; that he only deserves to suffer. However, when you only treat him gently, giving praise here and there, his eyes can't help but well up with tears from the combined overstimulation and you challenging his karmic debt. You make the pain go away, with each touch of your body against his.

His seed is dense, extra thick. It tastes salty, yet sweet. There’s a subtle hint of… almonds?

He tries and fails to stay quiet, growls and whimpers escaping him at each thrust, only increasing in volume and frequency as he chases both his and your climaxes.

Zhongli (Vago Mundo)

Director Hu Tao had given Zhongli the day off, since no new orders were coming in for Wangsheng Funeral Parlor’s services. This means that your lover, the former Geo Archon, had the opportunity to sleep in, waking up surrounded by your kisses on his body. You both decided to stay in bed for a while, limbs entangled together under the sheets, tongues twisting together in searing kisses, hands roaming to each other’s sex. The warmth of your shared bed, tapping of rain on the window, perpetuated the love felt between you.

Like Venti/Barbatos, Zhongli has 2 different sizes. He’s uncut, and Zhongli’s humanoid form is 7 inches (17 ¾ cm) when flaccid, and 9.5 inches (24 cm) when hard. Morax’s Exuvia’s cock is sheathed, and extends to a whopping 20 inches (51 cm), and has a knot. He’s very thick, tan skin going black at his base, and gold veins decorating his shaft, similar to his arms. Large balls in both forms.

Zhongli is very neat about his manscaping, dark brown hair forming a beautiful happy trail. He has full Jacob’s ladder piercings, and opts to wear gold barbells to match the veining on his shaft.

Zhongli is rather stoic, yet still enjoys how your body feels against him. Morax is more sensitive, wanting to cling to you, wrap his long body around you, keep thrusting into you.

Both of his forms cum hard, thick and potent seed ready to fill his lover and breed you (with your consent, of course). Zhongli’s cum tastes sweeter, and Morax’s cum tastes saltier. You still enjoy both.

In the safety and privacy of your shared home, Zhongli believes that volume is irrelevant, that it won’t matter if you scream his name. He can pant, grunt, moan and growl all he wants once he’s thrusting into you.

A rumor will break out around the harbor about the recent earthquakes on Mount Tianheng being Rex Lapis stirring in his grave, especially when you don't hide the golden symbol on your tummy the next morning.

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