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♡ TO BE LOVED BY

characters. albedo zhongli diluc alhaitham x gn!reader genre. romantic fluff + hurt/comfort. 1.6k words. an. part 1 , part 2 coming soon!!!! | to be loved by genshin men who appreciate art forms – where their favourite piece of art is you. ; reader is insecure + has low self esteem, and the men help them think otherwise. | please reblog!! im getting back into writing and reblogs with tags and comments will make me want to write more :D

the painter

to be loved by albedo, the painter — people realise that the faces that he paints every day seem to resemble one person and one person alone. the high cheekbones, the crooked smile, the monolids — its either the artist has a case of the same face syndrome, or there is only one source of inspiration for him . . .

albedo sits by his artistry room, the window tinting golden light that shines onto your features. it highlights parts of you that you dislike, you argue, but he tenderly kisses each spot that brings you distaste. if you cannot love yourself, then let him love you extra. if you cannot see yourself the way he looks at you – with all the love and admiration and sweet infatuation in the world – then let him paint you in the way he so lovingly sees you so.

he motions for you to tilt to your left with a flick of his finger, not looking up from the blended paints on his wooden palette. you freeze – you don’t want to make him unhappy by not complying but complying also means seeing the ugliness of you. you don’t want him to see you ugly.

“i don’t like that side of me,” you whisper blankly. “it doesn’t make me look good.”

it is at these few words that albedo looks up from his painting.

“you are beautiful.”

he says the three words so matter-of-factly that you wonder if he even means it at all. they are so quick to fall out of his mouth – does he love you too little to properly regard them so, or does he love you so much that it requires no hesitation on his end to reassure you?

“albedo, thank you, but i am not-”

“you are so beautiful, my love,” albedo repeats. “and it pains me so because you don’t seem to believe it for yourself.”

“i am not-” you blink back salty tears.

“do my words hold no weight to you?” he asks, not unkindly. there’s an awkward stare that the both of you share before he lets a soft sigh part his lips, and he gathers you in his arms.

you look at him tiredly. this was not the battle you wanted to fight today, you think to yourself.

“i am beautiful.” you repeat after him. maybe, just maybe – if you say it enough, you can believe it just as wholeheartedly as albedo believes so. you can see the corners of his lips turn upwards into a soft smile – your lover smooths back your hair, planting a sweet kiss in the middle of your forehead.

“i love you, my muse. it’s alright if you don’t believe it just yet. you’ll have me to remind you that you are beautiful, every day.”

the poet

to be loved by zhongli, the poet — the words he spins materialises out of his infatuation for you. at first glance, the words seem so bombastic – so huge, so big, that they don’t make any sense. but they are beautiful; his words are so sweet and lovely, endless love poems addressed to the one person he has fallen harder and harder for every single day. you.

“are you sure that’s a real word?” you laugh lightly, peering over his shoulder to glance at the newest word on his yellowed paper. eudaimonia, you read curiously.

“my dear, i would assume so,” he replies, a soft smile tugging at the corners of his lips. “i believe it means for a person to be of a flourishing, happy state. the thesaurus that tartaglia had obtained for me says so, but if you think otherwise, we can most certainly track down the author to contest that.”

“i trust the author.” you giggle.

“as do i.” zhongli presses a kiss to your forehead, and turns back to his pen.

you watch as he strings together sentences – sentences so lovely, you could never have ever imagined them to be about you. he describes the slight smile on your face when you reread one of your favourite books, or the fact that your laugh has two sounds – one like the tinkling of wind chimes, the other a boisterous, unbridled roar. his pen greets the paper once again, and you hear the gentle scratching of the tip against the sheet.

you are the reason i am able to rest at home with eudaimonia – my pillar, my rock, my lifeline.

“that’s beautiful. your writing is lovely as always.” you whisper, wrapping your arms tenderly around him from behind. he leans into the warmth of your touch, sweetly, lovingly, falling into your embrace.

“well, my dear – it would only make sense for my words to reflect the most pleasing of things to me.”

the photographer

to be loved by diluc, the photographer — you are his model, day and night. he carries his camera when he can, and needless to say . . . more than three quarters of his camera roll is filled with pictures of you. they’re not perfect pictures, but they’re beautiful to him. and that is the only thing he cares about.

”diluc, don’t! i don’t look nice here.” you giggle as he, in a rare bout of unbridled playfulness, pretends to be your personal paparazzi.

“you look good in every photo, my love.” he chuckles, and runs you through the most recent photos he took.

it’s blurry. your cheeks look huge. your chin… “you look good” – was diluc blind, or lying?

you tighten your smile and turn back to your work, waving away thoughts that turn into jealous green monsters over others who would look good in his camera, no matter how imperfect their pose was.

“hey,” diluc sees the frown on your face. “i mean it. you look wonderful.”

“how?” you blink back frustrated tears.

“diluc, open your eyes. my eyes are uneven in this one. my cheeks look like a chipmunk’s. my chin.. i don’t even want to think about my chin. i don’t look good at all, diluc.”

he stays quiet for a moment, and you wonder if that was the right thing to say at all. maybe just keep quiet next time, (y/n). don’t insult his work – your insecurities are yours to hold alone, right? he tucks your hair away from your eyes and presses a gentle kiss to your forehead.

“i urge you – look again, (y/n).”

“you didn’t edit anything, diluc.”

diluc thumbs away a stray tear as he cups your face – a betrayal to your plea to your body to keep quiet. just keep quiet, (y/n). your lover takes your shoulders and sits you down gently, kneeling next to you, camera in hand.

“you don’t look good, you say? interesting.” diluc has a placid smile on his face as he runs through his camera roll again – you are afraid of angering him, of doubting his craft – but how can you see those pictures and be immediately satisfied with what they are?

“why don’t you believe me? i’m the one who sees it.” you reply indignantly.

“i don’t believe so, not at all. you see it, but i see that you are smiling in each and every one of them, my love. you are happy and you are beautiful, my sun. undoubtedly so – for that is what the camera captures. is that not what matters the most?”

the writer

to be loved by alhaitham, the writer — people often wonder who sparks these passionate feelings of infatuation in his writing; all they need to look at is the person he leaves his gaze to linger on for a little while longer. his smile seems to brighten a little when he’s talking with you . . .

he describes a love scene so tenderly. a man and his partner, dancing in the stillness of a living room in the witching hours of the night – sweet, loving words fall clumsily out of the man’s mouth – it’s obvious he’s infatuated with his partner. two words, my angel, stands out in the manuscript you read.

“hayi, why do you never call me your angel? ever?” you ask, a slight pout on your face.

“because you are not a metaphor for me to use,” he counters, not unkindly. “you are not someone who i want to compare a mere object to.”

you see the slight disappointment in his face, and you hate yourself for it.

“maybe being compared to something would be better.” you reply softly.

“you are so much more than that,” he cradles your face in his palm, so gently it hurts.

you don’t deserve this gentleness, do you?

“who am i to take that away from you?”

the silence that follows seems louder than anything else you have ever heard. he sighs softly, not with frustration, but with a tenderness that only alhaitham can muster. he gathers you in his arms – he is so, so much bigger and taller than you – he never wants to crush you. never with his anger, nor his fear, or his hurt or his sadness.

“i’m sorry for always asking that. i don’t want to be annoying.” you murmur, blinking away tears.

“you will never be annoying to me, (y/n).” he exhales.

another quiet moment is shared between the two of you – it’s healing. the silence seems to nod to a shared understanding of a love that need not be said.

“i love you, (y/n), most magnificently so. and if it would take a lifetime for you to remember that, i would like to ask for a chance to spend that lifetime with you,” he whispers these words with a quiet fierceness, burying his face into the crook of your shoulder.

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yrbladie · 5 months

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♡ ﾟ˖ ॱ ▎THE WAY THEY HOLD YOU IN THEIR HEART PT1ㅤ𝅄 🌿 ꒱

˖ ࣪ kaeya, neuvillette, childe, albedo, diluc

warnings ：established relationship, fluff, implied marriage, gn! reader, reader is called pretty tho (kaeya) so if this word carries feminine feelings for u be warned, just a tad bit suggestive at the end with neuvillette, mentions of aging (neuvi), implied long hair (albedo) and reader is also called a 'muse', I'm not fluent in english so I don't know if this word carries any feminine connotations, but it's warned anyway, implied reader wanting kids in the future kinda (diluc), if they're ooc I'm sorry, non fluent writer

ㅤWhen people look at Kaeya, they see his charming smile and the misleading way he conducts himself, like a well played play no one has the guts to call him out of.

ㅤWhat you see, instead, is a gentle man with the softest of hearts. The one who stays up just a little bit later after you sleep, so that he can look at you, admire you. The one who caresses your face with such tenderness that makes you wonder if he thinks you'll disappear if he were to touch you in the slightest wrong way.

ㅤYou see the way his smile drops the second he walks into your house after a tiring day. The way he sighs deeply. Sights that are only reserved to you, because he trusts you more than anything.

ㅤThe Kaeya you see outside of your shared home, his provoking grin and convinced looks, is also the same one who lays in bed with you in a night without stars, his head on your chest while he quietly listens to your heartbeat. His hand in yours like he wants to make sure you're still there with him. That you're not leaving.

ㅤAnd you tell him, "I love you" and you'll see the way his eye softens while he kisses your forehead. He doesn't say back, but you know he also loves you, for no words are needed for it.

ㅤYou know, from the way he talks about you and your achievements in the bar, when he had a little bit too much to drink. Who looks back at you when you come to get him home, and smiles like he's just seen the sun for the first time after a long while.

ㅤThe same Kaeya that tells you "How lucky I am to have snatched someone as pretty as you.", and also who blushes so hard when you tell him the same.

ㅤThe Kaeya that follows you during your dances and singing, even though he says he doesn't like the songs. This Kaeya, and the one that he shows to everyone else are the same. And you love all of him.

ㅤHis nightmares pierce your heart painfully and his dreams are also yours. His touch that lingers in your skin even after he's already left for work and you're far away from each other. His voice and laugh stays in your ears, making you think of him for the entire day.

ㅤAnd you know that for him it is also the same, from the way he always hugs you so tight after he finishes his work or when he has a break and finds you on the street.

ㅤYou're not scared of the shadows of his secrets, and you'll never be. You don't want him to be perfect, you just want him.

ㅤAnd Kaeya also wants you too. He wants you to be the one that everyday he'll come home to, the one he can share all his pain, happiness, sadness, his success and also his frustrations. He doesn't want only the good, he wants everything that comes with it, with you.

ㅤYou love him, and he loves you too.

ㅤNeuvillette loves you so deeply he starts to wonder if it truly is okay with that. If you are truly okay with it, with the intensity of his love for you. Because not even he knows to which lengths he'll go just to have you by his side for a second longer.

ㅤHe wants you to show him all there is about love, and about this life. Share your pain and laughter with him and he'll share his with you. He wants you to know that it's okay, that things get better with time and care.

ㅤEvery day he learns something new about feelings and humanity, but mostly about love. Seeing you smile over silly things, crying over having to leave a cute little bunny go back to the wilderness. Watching your back while you guide him through the streets while rambling about your favorite book or about a new play you heard about. And caressing your hands while you both drink tea in his office and listening to your giggle when he says he still prefers water.

ㅤNeuvillette never knew you could fall in love with the same person multiple times a day, but he does. No matter how much time passes, his heart still beats out of his chest whenever he catches wind of your perfume and the idea of having you by his side still makes his hands sweat.

ㅤYou gave him a purpose, taught him what loving meant under the surface. And Neuvillette felt like he would never learn enough. The judge knew you would change slowly by the years, but he hoped you would never fret over the lines of your smile, he loves it all the same. It just shows how much happiness he has brought you.

ㅤNo matter how long time goes by, how much your face changes, he'll always know your soul. And he could love it anyways, anywhere, anytime.

ㅤHe will always recognize you and will never forget about how it feels to be loved by you.

ㅤSo if you'll have him, allow him to love you for the rest of your life. Allow him to love you until even after all the stars in the night sky die, until eternity doesn't taste the same anymore, and all he can sense in the water are the memories of you.

ㅤAllow him to love you until all his dreams and fondest memories are of you. Until the only touch that'll matter are the ones that comes from your fingers.

ㅤUntil the time he has finally traced every little part of your body and has kissed every single freckle you have. Until he has kissed your lips more than a million times and knows he would do it a million times more.

ㅤFor all the eternity he could have, the forever he saw in your eyes was his favorite.

ㅤHis hands shake when he thinks about you. He'll sit and wonder if you're well and healthy, if you already had dinner or if you're still waiting for him back home.

ㅤHis heart races when he remembers each of your smiles. All the specific upturns of your lips that makes him want to kiss your breath away.

ㅤAnd he gets impatient to go back to your arms when he remembers the way you tried to hold onto his sleeve and asked him for one more minute in bed. He wished— he should've— have stayed.

ㅤBut he knows he can't always be glued to your side. Maybe you'll even hate him if he does.

ㅤSo he makes sure to spend every hour of his day to keep you safe, it doesn't matter if it keeps him from his work. He may love his job, but he loves you much more.

ㅤHis lackeys are so tired everyday to have to sit through his ramblings about you and they dread the moment he chooses some of them to guard you. Don't get them wrong, they agree that you're definitely a lovely person and that you're always gentle with them despite the reputation the Fatui have, but the one they can't stand is Tartaglia.

ㅤHe's an absolute menace if he gets even a whisper of you getting hurt under the watch of one of them. It may have been only a scratch on the knee, it doesn't matter.

ㅤChilde can be a bit... overbearing when he can have you back in his arms again, but bear with him just a bit longer, just until he makes sure you're actually safe and that nothing happened.

ㅤAnd of course, he loves to see you fight and he'll be your biggest cheerleader, not mattering if you're actually a good fighter or not, but most of all, he wants you to be safe. Due to the nature of his job, and all he has already seen in this world, he's scared.

ㅤScared that if he takes his eyes from you for one second you may be taken away to somewhere he won't be able to follow. Somewhere that not even with all his fighting skills and abilities he'll be able to reach.

ㅤChilde had no idea of how hard he was going to fall for you when he met you and sometimes he wonders what would be of him if he never had found you and you never found him. But he prefers to not linger on these thoughts, having you right now is all that matters. Loving you right now is what matters most. And if he loses you... he'll have nothing but his family to hold his slipping rationality before losing himself.

ㅤSo even if you can really, really fight and protect yourself well, please, just at least allow him to watch over your back for you. He's the best partner you could have in an adventure, so have a little faith in him.

ㅤAnd if you fall, don't worry, Childe will catch you before you hit the ground. He'll always be right by your side at your arms length.

ㅤHe wants to be there for you, no matter what. To hold your hand while treading new paths and exploring the world.

ㅤIf you were to ever ask for the moon, or for the stars, Childe will do everything he can to get them for you. He'll search around the entire world for ways to get you even a piece of the unreachable sky.

ㅤHe'll make Celestia burn and the Abyss freeze if you so ask for it.

ㅤHe wants to be there with you when you open your eyes in the morning, and when you close them at night. For the rest of his and yours lives. He'll love you until there's nothing of him anymore. And if this world burns, then so be it, as long as he can have you and his family safe by his side.

ㅤ"Love is such a beautiful concept, is it not?" he says while showing you drawings he made of you. And he couldn't help but smile at the amazed look you had and the way your eyes sparkled with curiosity.

ㅤAlbedo is not someone who will usually voice out everything he thinks. But you still know he loves you.

ㅤBy the way he gently tucks your hair back when you're immersed doing something you like, and you can see his tender eyes before he turns around to go about with his own activities.

ㅤAnd by the way he doesn't try to hide his notebook from you, for all there is are images of you. You have seen it all a thousand times already, but you'll always find joy seeing how he envisions you in his heart and mind. It looks so intricate that you wonder if you truly look like this, and he tells you that, yes, you're the closest to perfection a human could be.

ㅤHis drawings show you something that no mirror could. Something not even your eyes notice. But Albedo does, he notices every single little detail about what makes you, you. All your small imperfections and flaws, the things you hate and find ugly are the ones he'll hold most dearly in his hands.

ㅤYou're the ruler in the kingdom of his mind, the muse to his artist heart, the soothing melody to his unresting soul.

ㅤYou know all there is to know about him, about his woes and dreams, his aspirations, his shadows that clutch at his ankles like paint, staining his being.

ㅤAnd you'll tell him, "I don't mind it." even if it stains your hands, as long as you can carefully hold his heart in them, with all the love he has for you, you truly don't mind it. In fact, you love him more for it.

ㅤYou'll kiss at his golden locks and let him admire you with his sky painted eyes. He admires you like one would a butterfly, so within his reach but he'll much rather have you fly freely, showing to the entire world your beauty.

ㅤFor he knows, you love him just as much as he loves you. In that, he'll never have a doubt.

ㅤThat is how he loves you, completely, totally, calmly and wholeheartedly. Like a peaceful stream unperturbed by the exterior.

ㅤHe may not completely understand yet what love is, but he thinks he kind of gets it a tad bit more every moment he spends with you.

ㅤWhen you're hurting under the surface, Albedo will kiss at every single one of your fingertips, taking his time to show you how much he loves you. He won't say anything until you're ready to talk with him. And he'll always know, you don't even need to tell him directly. He'll know by the way the tension on your shoulders finally eases and the way you gently close your eyes, one, two seconds and then he'll talk.

ㅤHe'll tell you how important you are to him and that there's nothing he wouldn't do for you. That if you want, you can share your burdens with him and he'll hold it for as long as you need while you rest. For you, he would hold the entire world on his shoulders for eternity and he wouldn't mind it if that gave you peace of mind.

ㅤAnd you know he's being sincere.

ㅤEven if you know that he could destroy everything around him one day, it doesn't matter. Now, you feel safer than ever in his embrace and you have faith in his love for you.

ㅤDiluc's love is like the rays of the sun during the earliest hours of the morning. It never burns but also never leaves you cold. It warms up your skin and blooms in your chest like wildflowers.

ㅤHis love is the type that lingers on you and on the surroundings even when he's gone for a long time. In the clothes you wear that he gave to you as a gift on your last birthday, in the bed sheets that smell like the perfume you bought for him for his birthday and that he says it's his favorite.

ㅤOne day you realize how everywhere in his once cold and lonely manor is now filled by the warmth shared between you. Filled with the gifts bought with love, and the pictures on the walls of the both of you. And it makes you fall in love with him all over again.

ㅤIn the kitchen there's the tea set from Liyue you had bought together from Marjorie. In the living room there's the blankets in the couch you both share during the coldest of nights in winter, while sitting by the fireplace, warming each other. In the bathroom there's yours and his toothbrushes that even though he always complains about hygiene and that each should use their own, even he sometimes confuses the two similar toothbrushes and uses yours.

ㅤIn your room there's the shared cabinets and shelves, with things from far away and pictures from everywhere, even the books you read together before bed by the desk.

ㅤYou fall in love with him again, with his smile, and his contained laughter when in public, with the way he looks at you every time you visit him in the tavern or when he sees you from afar. You hung the stars and the moon in his sky, you brought the sunlight to his dawn.

ㅤYou knew you would love Diluc for forever on the day he brought you along to visit his father's grave, and instead of silently staring at it, he spoke about you. Spoke about his love for you, and about everything you did for his life. He knew his father would be proud of him for finding you, for giving love a chance again.

ㅤYou both mourned together on that day, embracing each other under the blessing of the whispers in the wind, that softly carried the scent of memories from childhood.

ㅤAnd you still remember the day where you met Kaeya. The way he silently thanked you for being by his brother's side when he couldn't anymore. To receive not only the Cavalry Captain, but your lover's brother's blessing meant a lot for you. You knew they both still held each other in high regards. And most of all, you knew Kaeya would do anything to see Diluc happy, just as you would too.

ㅤYou look through the window of your home, to the garden and the vineyard, reminiscing about shared days, of laughter, of slightly younger times. When you used to hide behind the grapes to play a prank on Diluc. When the both of you held hands while taking a walk through the garden, discussing about one day making a playground somewhere there. For the kids that'll visit you during Thanksgiving, or one day...

ㅤThen, you feel arms around you and you smile, recognizing so easily the warmth that spreads around your body. While laying back your head on his chest, there's no need to exchange words as you both already know each other's hearts so well.

ㅤEverything will be okay, his heart mutters to you, I know, yours whispers back.

ㅤYou're happy, and you're content. And you couldn't have wished for more nor less than that.

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witch-hazels-musings · 7 months

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this is what it feels like

warning: sfw, fluff, comfort | seeing them after a long time apart

includes: Albedo, Childe, Diluc, Thoma, Zhongli, Xiao

character x gn reader | anthology | short read

You could feel your heart, how it thrummed in your chest and fluttered slightly when you picked up the pace. The closer you got to your destination, the more painful the waiting became. You wanted to be there, wanted to see him with eyes you swore were growing cloudy and getting more challenging to keep clear.

You were ready, so you practically ran.

Albedo

Sounds of whirring machines spilled into the hallway. They mingled with the swift, drumming pace of your footsteps. A voice, his voice, slipped through the cracks in the door and you pushed forward, ignoring the kind strangers who greeted you.

There was only one thing - one person - on your mind.

Albedo.

"It may be that a miscalculation occurred; I would recommend we review more closely the --" Alebeo paused mid-sentence and lifted his head from the bent-back notebook he was previously reviewing. The student who was sitting in the chair next to him saw you as soon as you stepped through the door. They glanced at Albedo and tried to hide their smile.

Albedo twisted and your eyes met.

"Hi," you said with a small wave. Panting, focused on the man you'd dreamed about seeing for days. Now that you were here, however, it was hard to move again. Was it appropriate for you to be here, had you interrupted something important?

You let your one-track mind get the better of you again.

Albedo let the notebook slide into the ready hands of his student. His gaze locked, taking all of you in.

You laughed, relieved, "I'm home," you professed with a smile and opened your arms as Albedo left his work behind to greet you with a wanting embrace.

Childe

You better return to me - I promise

The promise you made over a week ago swirled in your mind. You'd let the scene play out so much that it was starting to twist and distort into fallacies and imaginations untrue to the source. However, nothing dared warp the feeling of his lips when he pressed them to your cheek and whispered, 'Don't make me wait long.' Those recollections lived on in destitute moments just before bed and the bittersweet seconds of rising from it.

But, now. Now the boat was pulling into port and you could hardly contain your excitement.

Would he be there? Would he be the first thing you see when you docked?

You were desperate, hopeful, but most of all, you were tired of feeling lonely.

The dock appeared slowly. You scanned the sturdy boards for him and rushed to the other side of the bow to get another view. No matter how hard you looked, you couldn't find him. You jerked forward as the boat docked and wasted no time making it to the pier below.

With your bag slung over your shoulder, you ran into the thick of the crowd. Eyes scanning, head on a swivel as you searched for him. People glanced your way but kept on. One woman looked at you with knowing eyes - eyes that lamented, 'You're looking for your lover too, aren't you?'

You turned to look down the stone harbor but couldn't see him. Disheartened, you let your bag fall to your side.

Then, like the whistling wind of the sea, you heard your name. Snapping your head to the left, you saw a man standing at the top of the stone hill, chest heaving, shoulders rising and falling, and eyes zeroed in on you.

"Ajax!" You called back, dropping your bag where it was and rushing up the hill to meet him. He did the same, and as you ran toward each other, you crashed into him like a wave. Childe hoisted you in the air. The momentum carried the two of you toward the water, but he never let you go. "I've returned. As promised," you told him, tears bubbling up in your eyes so you hid your face against his shoulder.

"So you did," he replied, kissing the top of your head and tightening his hold on you as if his hands were making their own vows to never let you go again.

Diluc

It had been weeks since the two of you had seen each other. Weeks since you had woken up next to him or found him lost in thought in his study. Countless hours had gone by since you heard his voice or felt the warmth of his touch. You were desperate for it but also nervous to accept it again.

Distance was meant to make the heart grow stronger, right?

As you paced back and forth across the floor, you were starting to regret your decision to hide in the upper room of Angel's Share. Charle's assured you he'd send Diluc your way, but what if they got busy, what if Diluc realized he needed to walk back to the Winery? You should have gone to the estate instead of concocting some elaborate surprise - especially when you were terrible at them.

Shaking your head, you made for the door. Unable to keep the antsy tingling of your nerves from taking over, but the moment you grabbed the doorknob, heavy footfalls made you freeze and you were just fast enough to stumble back when the door swung open with immense force.

Your alarm was replaced by overflowing elation at the sight that greeted you. Diluc's hand gripped the doorknob, his eyes held pools of desperation as they looked at you, as they searched your face, pleading to reassure him that you were, in fact, not a dream.

"I'm home-" you started but he cut you off by pulling you into a suffocating hug. His body leaned into yours, his palm cupped the back of your head and his other gripped the back of your clothes. You returned the hug with just as much fervor.

Pulling back, you pressed your hands against his cheeks and found his lips like one finds a flicker of light in utter darkness. You heard the sound of the door slam shut but didn't care to pull away enough to look. Diluc's fingers tugged at your hair while he kissed you with famished lips.

"I hate when you leave," he professed when he let you finally catch your breath, his eyes heavy, lost in you.

"I'm not fond of it either," you admitted and let your fingers rest against his chin. "Did Charles tell you I was back?"

Diluc shook his head, his lips brushing over yours and placing several more heated kisses against them, "I heard you."

Furrowing your brows, you pulled away even though he tried to chase you, "Up here? That could have been anyone," you chuckled.

"No one else's footsteps sound like my dreams," he explained and you answered him with a trembling lip and a warm, forever, embrace.

Thoma

It had been nearly two weeks since you'd been near Thoma. Since you'd received the comfort he was so keen on giving. Since he reminded you of the qualities you forgot when he wasn't around. Since you could caress his face and have him touch yours.

Each night was more challenging. Sending letters was too slow. Hearing updates from others felt impersonal. You wanted to see him, wanted to hold him, wanted to hear him. So, you picked up the pace and apologized to the attendants you waved off so you wouldn't get distracted.

Your chest tightened the moment you saw him. Even when you tugged at your clothes to create space, it wasn't enough to alleviate the pressure building inside your ribcage. Your heart ached. Involuntary tears ran down your cheeks. Taking a step toward him, the wooden boards beneath you creaked and, though it was small, quiet, impossible to detect even for you, Thoma stopped what he was doing and turned toward the noise.

Confusion shifted to disbelief until realization set in and the pounding sound of his footsteps made their way toward you.

Thoma wrung his hands on the towel tucked into his pants so that when he made it to you and slid his arms under you to lift you into the air before letting you fall toward him, against him, in his arms that felt so much like home, he made sure his hands were clean and void of any stain that could tarnish you.

"I missed you," he proclaimed, one hand flush against the back of your head while the other kept you as close as it could.

"I missed you more," you admitted and held onto him with no intent of letting go.

Zhongli

You pressed a finger to your lips to hush the receptionist whose eyes lit up at the sight of you. "He's in his office," they whispered with a smile. You nodded and crept further into the parlor. The halls were coated in familiar scents. Scents you associated with the resigned archon who walked them every day.

When you got to the door, you lifted your hand to knock, hesitated, then let your knuckle rap against the door one, two, three times.

"Enter," the voice on the other side said, so you did. "I have yet to sign off on the procession request. The contract is of issue, which I will review with careful consideration ..." Zhongli explained, and you stifled a laugh.

He was turned away from you. His elegant chair turned to face the window. A steaming cup of tea had been left abandoned on his desk - a clear sign he was lost in thought.

When you were close enough, you slid your hands around his face to cover his eyes. Without missing a beat, Zhongli said your name, ruining the surprise.

"How did you know it was me?" you asked as he twisted in his chair to take your hands in his and hold them tenderly against his lips.

"I would recognize the sound of your footsteps even if time had taken all my senses," he professed as if it were a simple fact, as he kissed the tips of your fingers in adoration. When he looked at your face you were trying your best to keep your eyes upward to stop the tears that fell because of him.

Because of the love of him.

"I missed you dearly," he added, his thumb caressing your cheek to wipe away the warm tears.

"I missed you. So much," you mirrored and wrapped your arms around his shoulders even as he rose to his full height to draw you nearer to him.

Xiao

The marshland smelled just the way you remembered, the clinging warmth of it lingered on your skin. After being on the dry, salt-biting sea for so long you could feel yourself reacclimating to the climate.

It had been weeks since you last saw him.

You almost couldn't stand it.

The tower that was Wangshu Inn lingered in the distance but no matter how close you got to it, the further away it seemed. You were frustrated, anxious, ready to climb to the top and wrap your arms around the man who invaded your thoughts more often than you thought possible.

You imagined him, remembered the comfort of him, could recall the lingering presence of him - like something familiar was hovering in the edges of your view, but you could never quite place it. He was always there - or, at least, the intensity of your love for him felt that way.

"Almost there," you promised as you climbed one of the red bridges above the streams surrounding the marsh.

"Took you long enough," a voice answered, making you spin on your toes to see its owner.

Xiao stood at the bottom of the bridge, arms crossed, eyes falling to the ground while you stared at him in disbelief.

Was it really him, or was it another figment of your desperate imagination?

When his eyes met yours, you knew. You knew it was real, and so you ran to him. Xiao caught you like wind rushing through his hair, and you slid your fingers across his back to remind your hands what he felt like.

"Aren't you going to say it?" he asked, gruff and close as he pressed his forehead against your neck.

"Say wh--? Oh, sorry," you laughed, overwhelmed with love and joy, "I'm home."

"Welcome home."

#genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin elixir #genshin impact x gn reader #genshin imagines #hazels works #albedo x gn reader #thoma x gn reader #diluc x gn reader #zhongli x gn reader #xiao x gn reader #childe x gn reader

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hollythius · 10 months

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WE SHOULD TRY! | silly genshin x reader hc’s

synopsis | y/n sees a couple while out with their partner. whoo boy!

includes | childe kaeya albedo scara! kaeya’s part is a lil suggestive!

as you pass by another couple, you realize how lovey dove they look. you feel a little…outdone. you think it’s a fine time to tell your partner to lay on the pda!

CHILDE laughs and throws a warm arm around your waist, his freckled cheeks dusted pink. “oh, you wanna be more open? sure, love.” he presses a kiss to the crown of your head and squeezes you tighter. “is that good for now?” you nod, happy.

KAEYA is smug. and dare i say teasing. his hand, which was already laid upon your waist, dips lower in favor of your hip. you giggle and punch him jokingly, calling him an animal. “how about i give you something more permanent then, dove?” he coos, and your side of the taunting ends there. he laughs, before kissing your cheek. “i’m just messing, honey. unless?” you punch him again.

ALBEDO is quiet. is holding hands not enough? surely not every group of two is this close in public, right? are you unhappy? his overthinking stops when you squeeze his hand tighter, saying how you were joking. he laughs, relieved. “i thought you were angry with me, sweetness.” you shake your head and swear up and down that no, you could never be angry with him!

SCARAMUCHE gets red. he’s holding your pinkie— that’s what you agreed on! what do you mean you want more? really, all he wants to do is wrap himself around you so that only he gets to have you, but he can’t handle that right now. and you know that. so you agreed on the pinkies! “i thought we had a deal,” he drones. the look of defeat and betrayal on his face is comical. you kiss the corner of his lips, making them quirk into a bashful smile. “kuni, i’m kidding. whatever you feel comfortable with is fine with me.” he fumes. you’ll be the death of him.

#🍵 . your tea is ready! ´ — writings #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #childe x reader #childe x gn reader #tartaglia x reader #tartaglia x y/n #kaeya x reader #kaeya x gn reader #albedo x reader #albedo x gn reader #scaramuche x reader #kunikuzushi x reader #wanderer x reader

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heartsiez · 2 years

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Hey! Is it ok if I ask for a part 2 of hazy confessions with Albedo(or Kaeya), Diluc, and Scara? I love your writing. Thank you and have a good day/night!

HAZY CONFESSIONS

you accidentally confess to the boys without even noticing. but oh boy, do they notice.

⌗ albedo, diluc and scaramouche x gn!reader (separate)

⌗ fluff, mentions of needles, sorta toxic relationship with scara.. i'm sorry i just can't see him be sweet. he still loves u

part 1 ( xiao, kazuha, childe )

— albedo

"hey! how's it going in here?" you smiled as you walked into albedos lab. he turned around holding two potions in his hand and gestured them to you as in to show what he's working on.

"what are those? they look cool." you trailed over to the male and tried to grab them but he quickly turned around leading you to grab onto his shoulders. you frowned, "why can't i touch them?" you whispered into his ear being close to him. his body tensed slightly, he was so thankful for not facing you because he could feel his face heat up red.

albedo cleared his throat and placed down the bottes. "they're not for playing around with." he walked away from you and went over to the sink to wash his hands. "jean had some fatui taken into the headquarters and she commissioned me to make two truth potions so we could get them to speak."

"oh... but what would some fatui know? i'm sure no harbinger is dumb enough to spill a secret to them." you snickered making your way to albedo by the sink. "hey, are you almost done here? i wanna take you out." you said moving your face in front of him.

he felt his heart speed up, take him out? you want to take him out? him? "take... me out?" he spoke quietly trying to think normally. "yeah! like we always do? can you remember or did all that chemical go into your brain?" you teased him, backing away over to the potions.

oh. that's what you meant, not— nevermind... "yeah sure. soon." he replied dryly. "i'm going to go for a walk, my head seems to be all over the place." albedo moved over to the exit of the lab. "i'll be back soon." he nodded to you.

after you waved him off you let out a breath of air you didn't even know you were holding in. you were trying to ask him out then but you pussed out thinking he'd reject you. lucky his mind looked all over the place for some reason so he didn't notice your stressed face.

turning around, you accidentally bumped the table causing the potions to smash on the table, the liquid spilling off and onto you. "shit, shit, shit. he's going to kill me." you spoke to yourself, swiftly looking around trying to find something to clean the mess up.

your eyes caught onto a bucket sitting under a table filled and covered with potions. you moved under the wooden object and grabbed the plastic bucket, sliding it out of under the desk. you got up and went back to the spill of potion you caused, swiping the liquid into the bucket.

not realising, you rubbed your mouth with your messy hand and licked your lip to get it off obliviously. you then wiped off any excess potion with a small towel you found laying on the ground. "he won't notice..." you mumbled, trying to ignore the shattered glass the liquid sat in on the table.

about to pour the stuff in the bucket into the sink, a sharp pain hit into your head. "fuck, what was that?" you spoke to yourself holding the top of your head. your brain felt like it was fuzzing hard until your entire body felt aware. you felt like you had just freshly woken up.

"i'm back." you heard from behind you. instantly your hands dropped from your head and you were met with a slightly frightened face. "albedo! i missed you." you smiled walking over to him.

"did you drink the potion?" he interrupted your positive mood. "no," you blurted out all too swiftly. "then why is the glass smashed and the liquid gone?" he moved over to the table with a frown.

"i accidentally smashed it but i don't remember drinking it?" you shrugged casually. "y/n this isn't a matter to just shrug over. you drank something when i said not to and now there's an untested chemical inside your body." he heaved a heavy sigh.

"i didn't drink it." you frowned. albedos tense body dropped as he took a good look at you. you were right, i mean, you did drink a truth potion so you'll only be speaking of which is true. "okay." he spoke lightly. "i believe you."

your frown disappeared. "i'm glad because i hate when you're mad at me." you gave a small smile which he didn't return. "what? when am i ever mad at you." he turned around, picking up the shattered pieces of glass. "all the time! well maybe not always but--" you sighed, "you just always look uninterested in me or mad at me even if you're not."

albedo slowed down his movements and felt an ache in his heart. did he really act that way? maybe he did. he always tried to mask up his emotions with you so you couldn't see how he truly felt. he tried to speak but he just couldn't find the words. knowing he won't say anything, you continued in his silence. "it's just so frustrating because i love you and—"

SMASH.

you jolted and swiftly turned your attention to the sound. albedo had dropped the pieces of glass onto the floor along with his arms that sat on the sides of him. he swallowed and turned to you, "you what?" his voice almost came out in a whisper.

"i love you." you repeated confusingly. what is up with him right now? albedo walked over to you and inspected your face. "are you okay?..." you glared at him, "of course i'm okay. why would i not be?" you looked into his eyes, trying to figure what was wrong until it hit you.

you smirked. "its because i said i love you, isn't it?" you teased, moving closer to him. albedo didn't respond, he just looked away with the tips of his ears red. "i love you, albedo."

he huffed, trying to turn away more. there was no doubt that you did now, all thanks to the potion. though, should he really be frustrated? i mean, you returned his feelings and he's happy, he just can't think to vocal his words because he's scared to delve into this feeling.

when he turned back to you and looked into your eyes, his mind flickered back to the times you've been there for him, the times you’d waste your day to just sit with him while he worked, the times when you’d take klee for the day just so she wouldn’t interrupt his concentration, the times you’d risk yourself just for him to test something even after his refusals, and the times you’d pretend to be interested in his long monologues only just to hear him speak.

he could feel himself swoon over the memories. what was there to be scared of? your feelings were true and you take care of him tremendously. maybe this wouldn’t be all too bad. albedo gave a small smile and moved a step closer,

“i love you too.”

— diluc

"c'mon, we've got to get you home." he sighed, helping you walk out of the tavern with you using his shoulder as support. you had a tough day at work with the knights so you came to the tavern to relieve your stress. though maybe you relieved it a little too well with how light and swoony your body felt, hiccupping so often because of the alcohol.

you weren't heavily drunk, just drunk. but it did have an effect on you because to no surprise, you were a lightweight. diluc tried to stop you, but when you guilted him with your sob story about your day, he gave in. gave in throughout the immense teasing his brother presented him and the seductive eyebrow raises venti gave him while looking between diluc and you.

"i'm fine diluccc, honestly." you gave him a wonky smile that was supposedly meant to show your 'stability'. he gave a smile back, "so fine that you need my support to walk you home? because if you are i have work i need to go back to—"

"no! no, don't leave me here. i'm exhausted and there's creeps out and about that will try and take me if you aren't here to protect me. you wouldn't want that, huh?" you looked to him as you stumbled a bit on the ground, your legs struggling to stay up.

"honestly, i wouldn't mind." he gave a teasing look to your fake frown. "one less person off my list of, 'people i need out of my tavern forever'." diluc fixed your position and made you lean your weight more on him to support your strolling. "hey, why do you even need a list?" you rolled your eyes. "who needs a list when you can just kick them out right there and then."

"giving me ideas, huh? i like it when your drunk, you have no idea what you're saying." he chuckled as your brain tried to comprehend his words. "oh! so you're saying i should come to your tavern and get more drunk?" your eyes darkened as you smirked. his laugh dispersed and he pretended to let go of you making you yelp and glare at him. "get drunk again and i'll have one of those 'creeps' you say are on the streets come and escort you home instead."

"you wouldn't do that. you love me too much." you faked kissing noises to tease him as he flushed a little. "what an absurd accusation." he cleared his throat a little and let out a sigh. you hummed and looked away, your eyes taking in the front of your house. "well then, thank you for the escortation. if that's a word..." you mumbled the last bit.

"no problem," he smiled at you. "just don't get drunk again or i'll have to leave kaeya to look over the tavern again." his smile dropped as he remembered who he left in charge. you opened up the door to the front of your house and ushered him over to you. "need something else?" he asked.

you pulled him into a kiss, running your hands through his hair and trailing down his shirt. he froze into it but he automatically encased his arms around back. you moved away, going into your house. "goodnight diluc, i love you." you smiled and closed the door to your house, leaving a still man outside your door.

only when the lights inside your house turned off and the rest of the street lights surrounding him copied, did he come back to reality. did you just kiss him? tell him you love him? what the fuck just happened? did it really even happen?

he walked slowly back to the tavern with so many thoughts inside his mind. he couldn't describe what he was feeling at that moment. so many things flowing throughout his body, but the biggest emotion he was feeling right now was happiness. never in his life would he think you loved him.

when he walked into the tavern he was met with a drunken gaze from his one and only brother sitting on a stool at the bar. "well, hello brother." kaeya tilted his head as he rested his chin on his palm. "you look a little..." he gestured at diluc. "frazzled... have a good time with them, huh?"

the pyro holder just mumbled something under his breath and moved behind the counter. "your hairs undone." kaeya smirked pointing at the others hair. "is that any of your business?" he glared. "maybe so because i told them to do that." the knight replied shrugging.

diluc ignored him, cleaning the dirty glasses people had left on the counter and put them away. "you should be thanking me, you know?" kaeya spoke up. "i put pressure on them today at work and told them to have a few drinks here to rid of stress because i know you'd walk them home after."

that made diluc perk his head back around to his brother. "you made them drunk?" he gave a sharp glare as kaeya put his hands up in defence. "i didn't make them, i just offered an idea," he sighed getting off the stool and made his way to the exit. "an idea that obviously turned out great, i mean, look at you."

diluc pointed to the door right behind the cryo user and he just nodded. "yeah, yeah. i was going anyways brother." he pulled open the tavern door and stepped outside before he turned back around with another teasing smile. "you love themm..."

he gave a second glare towards kaeya. "yup, going before i get hurt!" the door to the tavern closed leaving diluc alone back with his thoughts. his brother wasn't wrong at all which frustrated him because now all that would come out of the knights mouth is teasing. not to mention the word would come around to venti and, oh god,

the struggles he goes through just to love you.

— scaramouche

working as a harbingers assistant is tiring, of course, anyone would know that. but you were fine with it. all you had to do was tend to their needs, be sent on errands all the time, having to stand next to your harbinger for hours while they get to sit down during meetings. yeah, it sounds tiring but you get used to it after a while.

when you first looked into employment for that job, all of that was on the list of things you needed to do and, it made it perfectly clear those were the only things you were allowed to do. so how come you were standing face to face in a battle stance with your boss?

"uhm, my lord i don't want to uh," you shifted a bit as his gaze was heavy stuck on you. "i don't want to pry into the details about my job but are you sure practicing your skills on me is one thing i have to do because—"

"are you questioning me?" his voice was stern as he straightened his position up and sent a straight glare into you. "no of course not i— it's just i'm very weak compared to you and a hit of your power could do some damage to me. have you thought of using a training dummy? or.. or something.." you could feel yourself lowering under his gaze.

"i wouldn't hurt you." scaramouche spoke, and you swore for a second you could see the way his eyes softened when he looked at you. "obviously speaking because you're my assistant. nothing else...." he trailed off. "i wouldn't want you dying on me." his look turned hard again.

"oh, then why do you have a sword? and why did you give me one too?" you questioned holding the sword up to have a good look at it. "well, i was going to practice my skills but i forgot it was you." he looked you up and down. "so, i'll do something else." a sadistic smile appeared on his face making you sweat. "uhm, something... something else?"

not even a second later the harbinger was in front of you, centimetres away from your face. he grabbed your arm and stared at you. "i'll be shooting a new skill i found i had into you. tell me how painful it is." your eyes widened as you tried to pull your arm away, but with his grip you couldn't "wait, wait, let's think this though! i thought you weren't going to hurt m—" your speech was cut off as you felt your body fill with electricity. it felt like it was travelling into your veins and dragging out all the energy you had while it zapped every part of you.

you fell flat onto scaramouche unconscious. he pulled your face in close to his and smiled. "well, looks like it worked. finally." he spoke as he pulled your body away with him into the headquarters. when he got inside the place he brought you to dottores lab. no, he was not allowed in there but how would he know? dottore was somewhere out in sumeru.

he laid your body down on the bed, taking a seat which was next to it. he pulled open draws that were behind him and started searching for something. his hands felt something familiar and when he pulled it out, he was met with a clear pink liquid in a syringe. scaramouche smiled as he placed the sharp end to your arm and injected the liquid.

the pink stuff was no aphrodisiac or an awful drug that will make him take advantage of you, it was just to ease the pain you felt in your body. of course it had a side effect of not feeling aware of what you're saying but he promises he's only giving you this to help you! he's totally ignoring the the side effect. totally.

he could see your twitching in your unconsciousness. looks like you were finally waking up. scaramouche got a cup of water for you, he may of caused this but he still loves cares for you after all. "mmh, my head." you flinched as you raised your body up to sit instead of lay.

you turned your body to the left of you and were met with a pair of indigo eyes. "oh thank god you're here." you smiled thankfully, "what's going on? why is my head pounding?"

"you don't remember?" he asked, trying to sound surprised even though he knew you wouldn't remember. "i made your head hurt." he shrugged and cross his arms as he sat on the chair. "what? why? did i do something wrong?" you frowned.

"no, i was just testing my skill on you but i guess your body wasn't strong enough to handle me." he faked a pity expression. "but its okay, i gave you some medicine and the pain should wear off soon. you just won't remember anything that's happening right now." scaramouche smiled.

"i knew you'd do this." you glared at him. "always using me to test your power or using me for something else which always injures my body. you're lucky i love you because if i didn't you would be ruined." your glare disappeared as you remembered your feelings for this awful man in front of you.

scaramouche was in no shock, he knew you loved him, it was obvious. anyone around you two could see the way you gawk over him and are always reluctant to go to many lengths just for him. he loves you too, but he'll never let you know or show his feelings. its too risky for him to put himself out there.

"how far would you go for me?" he questioned you, standing up off the chair and moved to stand next to you by the bed. "what?" you tried to comprehend his question. "are you deaf? i asked how far would you go for me." he bit his cheek to ease himself up.

"i'd go to any lengths. its a part of my contract with the fatui to do anything you ask." your words almost came out in confusion. doesn't he know this already? you thought. "no, i'm speaking about you. ignore the contract terms. how far would you go for me?" scaramouche asked again.

"i'd go any lengths for you. just ask and i'll do it because i love you." you spoke truthfully, face turning as serious as it could get while being drugged. he smiled and bent down to your level on bed. he caressed your cheeks, making you flustered. his gaze was soft and never once faltered. he pulled you in for a kiss. it was soft and he played with the hem of your shirt, trying to loosen you up. you melted into him, gripping onto his neck like he'd disappear if you held on too loosely.

when he pulled away you trailed after him as he gave a small smile. "good, that's good. as long as i can trust you i'll always keep you by my side. i love you." he moved back to his seat beside you. your eyes started to feel heavy all of a sudden, it was like you were just hit smack in the face with exhaustion.

your body fell back against the bed, it being weak from the need you had to sleep. "fall asleep, i'll be here when you wake up." scaramouches voice softened as you finally fell asleep. your breathing grew lighter and he almost found the sight calming.

it's a shame you wont remember anything though.

⌗ i hope u guys are enjoying sumeru! i got tighnari while trying to lose the 50/50 for a guaranteed scaramouche even though its not even confirmed if he'll come out. almost burst into tears. but hey, at least i have collei....

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xianyoon · 2 months

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TO BE LOVED ⊱ ۫ ׅ ✧

CH. 1 ━ ALBEDO, THE PAINTER

synopsis. ⤷ to be loved by genshin men who appreciate art forms – where their favourite piece of art is you. a series where you, the reader, are their muse. let them love you in the way they know best – their mastercraft. this is a reupload + additions of my work from my previous blog.

genre + warning. ⤷ albedo x gn!reader. comfort & fluff. insecurities + reassurance. reader is insecure and has low self esteem.

he motions for you to tilt to your left with a flick of his finger, not looking up from the blended paints on his wooden palette. you freeze – that's not a good side of you, and you don’t want to make him unhappy by not complying but complying also means seeing the ugliness of you. you don’t want him to see you ugly.

“i don’t like that side of me,” you whisper blankly. “it doesn’t make me look good.”

it is at these few words that albedo looks up from his painting.

“you are beautiful.”

“please, albedo, thank you, but i am not-”

“you are so beautiful, my love,” albedo repeats. “and it pains me so because you don’t seem to believe it for yourself.”

“i am not-” you blink back salty tears, and wish for the world to stop. you don’t want to deal with this today.

“do my words hold no weight to you?” he asks, not unkindly. there’s an awkward stare that the both of you share before he lets a soft sigh part his lips, and he gathers you in his arms.

you look at him tiredly. this was not the battle you wanted to fight today, you think to yourself.

“i love you, my muse. it’s alright if you don’t believe it just yet. you’ll have me to remind you that you are beautiful, every day.”

#― latest brew.#genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #genshin x gn reader #albedo x reader #albedo x gn reader #albedo x you #albedo x y/n #albedo drabble #genshin drabbles #genshin fanfic #genshin fluff #long post

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bunny-rambles · 2 years

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Fleeting moments, sudden kisses

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characters; Albedo, Childe, Diluc, Kaeya, Xiao, (separate) and gn reader

cw/tw; minor swearing, very minor mention of fighting on Kaeya’s, other than that it’s pure fluff (but still, let me know if I’ve missed anything.

word count; 400+ for each character

notes; to combat my writers block, I dug out something from my ‘ideas’ drafts and decided to write it and I really like how it’s turned out. It’s my first time writing Diluc so I’m kinda nervous (thank you so much for the tips, Hazel <3) I hope you all enjoy

Please reblog if you like this!!

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Albedo

A quiet sigh slipped out of your lips as you rubbed at your forehead, eyes fixated on the paper in front of you. You could hear the sound being echoed by your counterpart beside you, who was equally stumped. This problem had eluded the both of you for a few days now, and neither of you were coming up with a solution anytime soon. The words were starting to blur together from how hard you were staring, as if the paper had the answers you seeked, making the passages jumbled with sentences that didn’t exist. And it didn’t help that the fire beside you was starting to dim again, yielding to the harsh conditions of the snowy mountain you were stuck on.

Cerulean eyes scanned the information in front of them, pale fingers tender against the page of the old book, as if one wrong move would make the brittle pages crumble. You were envious of the treatment… You hadn’t even realised a small pout was forming on your lips. You let a quiet huff of breath before shaking your head. Focus, Y/N, this was not the time to start getting jealous over a book of all things!

“Is everything alright?” A warm voice asked, the sound wrapping around you like a snug blanket, a comfort much needed.

“Hm?”

“You’ve been staring at my hand for a while. Do you perhaps need a break?” The alchemist asked, eyes flitting between the work in front of him and your gradually warming face.

“Oh, I- I hadn’t even noticed.” You chuckled nervously, rubbing the back of your neck to soothe yourself. It was embarrassing that you had been caught… But, now would’ve been the perfect time to take up his suggestion. You had been going at it for hours, after all. Before you could respond, Albedo had already closed the book and was shutting your own that was in front of you, rising from his seat.

“The fire has gone out. You must be cold.” He stated matter-of-factly, already beginning to shed his coat. The words on your tongue died along with your resolve as he placed the fabric around you, his hands lingering on your shoulders for a moment longer than they should’ve. Your own hands reached up to grasp at the clothing, your cheeks now a prominent pink.

“Thank you…”

“Of course.” He nodded, a subtle smile forming on his lips. As if your heart couldn’t take anymore, the blonde prince leaned in and pressed a gentle kiss to your cheek, before whispering in your ear quietly,

“Anything for you, dearest.”

Childe

You waited. It seemed like forever that you waited. Day in, day out, you waited - for good news, for bad, for something, anything. And now, your patience has finally been rewarded.

You stood quietly, nervously wringing your hands together, nibbling on your bottom lip. You were sure it was today. You double- no, triple checked the letter to make sure. You didn’t want to get it out in case the shaking of your hands caused you to drop the precious cargo, but you were certain of the words.

Today.

Ajax was coming home today. No more incessant, aggravating waiting. He would be here soon, wrapped up in your embrace and you weren’t letting go anytime soon. The Fatui would have to go through you if they wanted Tartaglia back. There was no Tartaglia when he was with you, only Ajax - only your soulmate.

In the distance, just beyond the murky fog, you could see the outline of a large ship coming closer. The horn it sounded off rang in your ears as you took a few steps forward, making yourself stand out from the bustling crowd that was also there, painfully patient to see their loved ones. Your breath hitched when it finally pulled up at the docks, your fidgeting hands freezing once they balled up into tight, anxious fists. And then the doors opened.

As one, the group pushed forward, greedily taking up the space at the front, knocking you out of the way. You wanted to shout in frustration, for now you couldn’t see the exiting passengers, could not see the unruly red hair you so desperately wanted to see. You were sure you screamed his name as your hand reached out towards the boat, but it was too late. You had been pushed too far for your voice to be heard above the ravenous crowd. Defeated, you stumbled backwards, a shaky sigh leaving your lips.

Just as you were about to give up, to go home and wait for him there, you were swept up by a pair of familiar arms, being hoisted up to a certain height before warm lips crashed into your cold ones. You weren’t sure whose tears were wetting your cheeks, but one thing you were sure of was you were where you belonged and so was he.

Here, in your shared, loving embrace, he mumbles against your lips - “I’m home, beautiful.”

Diluc

The gentle clink of glasses being put away echoed through the room, only to be drowned out by you happily humming to yourself as you put yet another glass back in its place. With your lover being busy with ‘external affairs’ away from the winery, you took it upon yourself to help Adalinde out with the piling housework since the winery was short staffed at the moment. But if anything, you were thankful for this opportunity- the less work Diluc had to worry about when he got home, the better, and you were more than happy to assist anyway.

He had been back for quite some time now, but you were sure he hadn’t even noticed you were here. You were tucked away in the kitchen, after all. You did hear both Elzer and Adalinde mildly scold him for being gone for so long though, which made you chuckle quietly under your breath, then you heard the telltale sound of his footsteps heading up the stairs to his room. Hopefully, he had been convinced to get some rest - you knew how hard he worked, day and night, sometimes it felt like he never stopped. If for only a moment, he could relax because you had lessened his load, then you would take up every menial duty you could. It was nothing compared to what he did.

You were down to the few dozen glasses when suddenly, you felt the presence of another behind you. Bleary eyes peered over your shoulder, noticing the neatly placed dishes and other utensils that had been placed back in their original spot after being cleaned thoroughly. You heard a mumble, the deep timbre sending small jolts down your spine.

“What's that, dear?” You asked quietly, turning your head slightly towards him to listen while you continued your cleaning.

“… Did all this?” You could barely make out what he was saying, but you nodded anyway.

“I did. Did I wake you?” You asked, only to receive a shake of his head, his impressive but messy mane springing upwards from the motion. Hesitant arms wrapped around your middle from behind, pulling you into his broad chest, his head burying itself in the space between your shoulder and neck.

“Diluc?” You questioned, a soft gasp escaping your lips when you felt his lips against your skin as he spoke.

“….Thank you.” He mumbled quietly, before more firmly pressing his lips against the bare side of your neck. You were sure your face matched the shade of his fiery hair, your hands halting in their actions before you carefully placed the glass down, sure you were going to break it if you held it any longer.

“…Bed.”

“Huh?”

“Bed… Come to… with me.”

“But-“

“I’ll finish it later.” He grumbled, nuzzling further into your shoulder. You sighed in defeat, raising a hand to run your fingers through his unruly hair, which he sluggishly leaned into. You smiled softly at that.

“Alright…”

Kaeya

“You didn’t have to do this, you know.”

“Hm? Do what?” A sly voice questioned, chuckling at the blank look you gave him.

“Kaeya.”

“Oh, come on. It’s a date, aren’t I allowed to be a gentleman?” Once again, another silky laugh was uttered from those sultry lips. Slick bastard.

He was right, this was a date, perhaps the first one to be officially titled as that, even though the two of you had been an item for quite some time now. With his claim as the Cavalry Captain and you were with your own job, it was almost impossible to get any free time together. Most of it was spent at the tavern or at home, curled up in each other’s arms. It was more than enough for you, but it seemed that your partner thought otherwise. He wanted to show you how much he cherished you, even if it did mean that he was rather… What was the word? Cheesy, about it.

“But you didn’t have to dress up! I thought we were only going to Good Hunter!” You whined playfully, playing with the single rose in your hand he had gifted to you when you opened the door. It wasn’t as if he was trying to steal the limelight, you too had taken the time to put on your best clothes. You had wanted it to be special, and it seemed he also returned that sentiment.

He laughed quietly, taking your hand in his own and leading you out of the doorway. “But isn’t it fun? I should’ve done this when I asked you to be mine.”

“Wasn’t asking me in the middle of fighting abyss mages enough for you?” You teased with a smirk. Ah yes, you remembered. The two of you were just about to confess to each other when all of a sudden, the abyss decided now was the perfect time to ruin the moment. But, you couldn’t exactly say it wasn’t memorable when Kaeya decided to yell about his feelings for you in the middle of the battle. Why did he decide to do it then of all times? Then, when you had to focus on not being hit by the hurricane of water being hurled your way, and not the beating of your longing heart? It wasn’t as if you were any better, screaming at the top of your lungs that his feelings were returned.

“Hm, I suppose so, but it wasn’t exactly what I had in mind.”

“What exactly did you have in mind?” You asked quietly.

“Well…” He started, before lifting your hand towards his face. “I would’ve done this,” He chuckled, kissing your hand gently, his icy eyes trailing up to meet your own, “Before asking you to be mine.“

Xiao

The wind gently tousled your hair as your hands glided across the stems of the flowers almost expertly, a curious immortal by your side as he watched in a trance.

“See? It’s easy! And you just continue to do that until…” Your voice began to fade out, your words getting lost in the spring breeze as his eyes focused on your face. Your eyes were so vibrant when you talked about something you were interested in. Even if he had lived for thousands of years, and had gathered knowledge on almost every topic by now, he was still enchanted whenever you spoke of something that intrigued you. He blinked a few times before realising you were calling his name, your face scrunched up in… Confusion? Sadness? He wasn’t sure, all he knew was that he didn’t want to see that frown on your face. You were too precious for such an expression.

“Sorry… I think I understand.” Xiao spoke quietly, hesitantly reaching out for the unfinished ringlet of flowers in your hand. He then picked a flower not too far away from him and began very carefully weaving it into the fixed stems. “Like this…?” He questioned quietly, which made that beautiful smile of yours return to your lips.

“You got it! Now for the best part…” You hummed, taking the crown from his hands and placing it gently on top of his head. “Ta da! Now you’ve got a crown fit for the prince you are!” A gleeful giggle broke out from your chest at the adeptus’s cheeks burning brightly from your words.

“I do not deserve such a title.” He huffed, folding his arms over his chest, stubbornly looking away for a moment, only for him to shyly shift his gaze back towards you again - almost as if he couldn’t help himself. “But… Your kindness is accepted. Thank you.”

Still, even when he was surrounded with nature's finest beauty, he couldn’t take his eyes off you - by far, you outshined the flowers around you. If anything, all they did was enhance how truly radiant you were.

As the two of you laid back, with your hands resting on your stomach while you rested peacefully, he continued to stare - continued to wonder how he managed to earn the honour of having you by his side. He swallowed quietly, sitting up slowly. You seemed to have fallen asleep… Which was the perfect excuse to do what he had been wanting for the entire time he had spent with you. Carefully, with the tenderness of a falling petal, he placed a gentle kiss atop of your forehead.

“Sleep well.”

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izzuku · 1 year

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── a burning feeling.

summary── night falls and the lonely and cold walls of your home soon start heating up when someone hears your cries of pleasure.

characters── succubus! Albedo x gn reader

c/w── high sex drive albedo, fingering, creampie, some praising, love bites, use of scent and magic on reader (not coercion),semi aftercare, rough sex (NSFW)

Another night at home alone. It's practically a routine by now. Wake up, get ready, go to work, come back home, eat dinner, go to sleep. There's not much you can do to avoid the simplicity of your day really.

You can count your friends with just one hand and even then they aren't available most of the time. You can go for a walk and go places by your own, you're aware of that but everybody knows that it doesn't feel the same. You can do oh so much but oh so little at the same time to entertain yourself throughout the days.

But one thing's for sure, you know what to do when you feel lonely. Getting curled up in your room, under the blankets when everything is dark and the city is almost asleep is something you've grown to love. To be fully naked on your bed, hands wandering over your own body, eyes closed and imaging how it would be if it was someone else touching you. Getting you dripping from your own toys, bouncing and creaming all over again. Yes, it's a lonely life, but it's worth it as long as you can enjoy this pleasure.

This night is different. After you finished your meal and started getting ready for bed, you felt your own room a little bit warmer. It's cozy and a sweet scent lingered around. You couldn't put a finger on it, but it made you want to lay down and relax. Your skin felt soft and you thought that, maybe just for today, you could put a spin to your game.

After undressing completely you search for something loose to put on top. Maybe just a big shirt, a nightgown even, just something you can leave the rest for imagination. You feel as if you're preparing for someone and you can't keep the smile on your face. 'Someone's eager to see me' you wished inside your head. It's a fuzzy feeling and an excitement that you can't quite explain but it makes you want more.

It makes you want to fuck yourself without sheets nor clothes. It feels like you need to. So the role play starts. Taking everything you need, you lay down on bed, closing your eyes to focus on the moment. Inhaling deeply, your hands dance on your skin like a vals, sliding up and down and touching where you know your body is sensitive. One gasp, a shiver and a pant before spreading your legs. For a more sensitive play you close your eyes and it really feels as if someone is caressing you.

'Hmm' you moan when your thighs are gripped, losing yourself in the moment without noticing a blonde haired silhouette in between your legs. He licks his lips, temptation taking over his self control when you buck your hips up and push one finger inside you. It isn't until his hot tongue travels along your hole that you notice someone down on you.

"Wha-" your voice gets caught up on his finger. "You called out for me. You know...people so desperate for pleasure are usually the easiest to please." His voice almost lulled you to sleep. It was sweet yet charming, slow and steady, adorned with a little sass even. You noticed something like a tail swinging side to side behind him and oh god...two black horns covered between his beautiful blonde hair.

"You can call me your little helper...or Albedo if you want. I can make your nastiest dreams come true...if you let me" his voice travels almost to your lips, merely millimeters apart from each other. The blue of his eyes have a contrast with the small hearts in each one and you have to remind yourself that you're not dreaming.

"How could you- Ah!" a gasp falls from your open mouth, eyes darting to the individuals fingers once they're inside of you. He chuckles and proceeds to pump them in and out, lips travelling along your face with subtle kisses and love bites. He radiates such a warmth that it makes you crave more, to be cuddled up on his lap while he takes care of you. "You were right before...I was quite eager to see you. Especially with your legs open and a first row view of you touching yourself darling..." your whimper prolongs as he talks so quietly in your ear and his fingers hasten the knot in your stomach.

It isn't until you're covered in hickeys and almost about to cum that he stops, pulling back to see his masterpiece. "I really want to taste you..." he mutters while licking the fingers that were making you squirm. You can feel as if your eyes turned to hearts, enjoying the way his tail wraps around the inside of your thigh. "Fuck me...please?" You beg, collapsing onto the bed with your legs spread open for the demon in front of you. You can only wonder how is he going to be with you.

Albedo's hands pull the hem of his pants down, letting his cock spring free. "Why don't you have a quick taste so I can put it in easier...hm?" you eagerly nod as soon as his length is close enough for you to take it in your mouth. Just some sucking and it's wet enough for him to bring your hips up and push while stealing a kiss. Your lips collide, fighting to get some air while tongues dance in between. You manage to get out a choked moan, pushing your legs further to grab his waist and pull him deeper. "Fuck! Keep going...please" you cry for him to speed up, hands grabbing onto his back, scratching the sides.

"Whatever you please love..." he pants when his hips stutter a bit because he knows he's about to fill you up really good. Hands come to each side of your head, one grabbing your wrist from time to time. "So good for me...so full of me" Albedo throws his head back, thrusting continuously to ride his high along with yours, cum dripping down your trembling thighs. He's not done, not when he can feel your body asking for more, emotions and sensations at peak. So, he fulfills your silent prayers; legs never ceasing the movement till he gets another load inside.

"You wanted this...didn't you?" He coos at you with his hand on your cheek. "You look astonishing like this. Maybe you can call for me another time" Albedo's lips catches yours softly. "Just imagine me pumping you full and I'll come right the second..."

So he goes, cleaning the rest of the room but leaving you with his cum inside so you never forget him. It won't be easy, not with his name engraved on your skin with hickeys.

Oh what a fine creature...

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miniaturecollectiveendermen · 2 years

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Having an argument with genshin men

A/N: this was a request by💅 anon but i accidentally deleted the request so- i really hope they see this

i couldnt write one for kazuha mainly because i cant think of anything for him and i didnt wanna put off posting this for much longer ill probably post it separately once i get some ideas

feat~ kaeya and albedo (also mentioning barbara, amber, eula and sucrose)

!!WARNINGS!! :- angst, comfort(?), mentions of injury and alcohol gender neutral reader / gn!reader

albedo !!

albedo isn’t the type to get angry usually but he had been really stressed recently

you didn’t do anything wrong you were just worried and wanted to know what was wrong and to help

he ended up lashing out on you

you left after the argument leaving albedo alone

he realized what he did and a wave of guilt washed over him

he wanted to go after you to apologize but he thought it would only make things worse and that leaving you alone would be better

he knew you could take care of yourself

besides you’ve visited him in dragonspine before so you wouldn’t be in any danger

or so he thought-

the next morning he returned to mondstadt and was immediately confronted by amber and eula (mostly amber but eula too)

she asked him where you were, you hadn’t returned the night before and she hadn’t heard from you at all and she was really worried

eula was still suspicious of albedo after what happened with imposterbedo

after hearing about this albedo immediately rushed back to dragonspine

after a few hours of searching he found you lying on the ground

it looked like you had fallen off the side of the cliff and passed out

he took you to the cathedral to be healed by barbara

the entire way there and while barbara was healing you the only thing going through his head was that the if he hadn’t lashed out and started that argument you wouldn’t have left and gotten hurt

it was all his fault

when you woke you (ty barb for your amazing healing <3) he started apologizing profusely

the entire time while you were recovering he left his alchemist duties to sucrose and stayed with you

kaeya !!

kaeya has a drinking problem

everyone knows it, he does too

you were worried, you knew why he did it but you were worried about his health

''its not healthy'' is something he heard from you more then anyone else

usually he'd laugh it off or tell you he’d try to drink less but today was different

he was sent to clear out a lot of hilichurl camps, every time he was sent for such things he’d return in a bitter mood and today was no exception

he ended up getting drunk

when you found him you lectured him about drinking too much and tried to get him to drink some water

today however he was extra pissed off and took it out on you

he ended up shouting at you and an argument broke out

many things were said in the heat of the moment on both sides that neither person meant

you stormed out of the tavern out of frustration

what happened didn’t register with kaeya immediately as he was drunk and angry

the next day he woke up with a headache and foggy memory but the memories of the previous night soon came flooding back

kaeya was angry, much angrier then last night

but not at you, how could he be angry at you when all you tried to do was look out for him

he was angry at himself

he pushed the closest person to him away, he hurt you

he immediately set out to look for you

he found you outside the city walls passed out, your arm looked to be broken

he gently picked you up and ran back to the city

he brought you to the cathedral to be healed

no one had ever seen him so upset and panicked before

thankfully you weren’t in critical condition but you were going to be unconscious for quite a while

he was relieved, still angry at himself for letting this happen, but relieved that you were going to be okay

he wanted to abandon his knight duties to look after you but he knew he couldn’t

besides barbara would be with you so you wouldn’t be alone

when you woke up he took care of all your needs

not one day went by during your recovery that he didn’t apologize to you

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patxhwrk · 1 year

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Could I ask Diluc, Kaeya, Albedo, Tartaglia, Zhongli, Ayato, and Thoma reacting to the reader nervously confessing their feelings for them?

The amount i related to the reader's awkward nervousness was so fucking embarassing i had to scream in my pillow for a moment

Some of these may not be nervous, but i completely forgot about that part when writing it

Its been like months since this was in my drafts lmao

-ˋˏ✄— Ways to say I Love You !

ɴᴏᴡ ᴘʟᴀʏɪɴɢ: Nervously Confessing to Genshin Men !

Characters: Albedo, Diluc Ragnvindr, Kaeya Alberich, Kamisato Ayato, Tartaglia, Thoma, Zhongli

Pronouns: they/them

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳ Albedo | Kreideprinz

"Are you sure you wont get cold?"

"Don't worry about me, too much, Y/n. I'm used to Dragonspine, it will be fine."

"Fine, but don't take too long, Klee misses you too quickly!"

With a chuckle, Albedo turned towards his friend, who smiled at him.

"So you're saying you don't miss me at all?"

"I didn't say that. I said Klee misses you sooner than I do."

Albedo smiled at them. "So you miss me too?"

"Of course I miss you, Albedo! Sometimes I even worry if you'd get sick, your camp is always so cold even with the fires."

The thought of Y/n worrying about him made him smile, and Albedo only shook his head as he straightened out his coat.

"Don't worry, Y/n. I can't get sick, you should know that."

Y/n pouted, crossing their arms as they sighed.

"I know... But, if you ever got sick, I'll still take care of you."

Albedo arched a brow, his smile growing fond.

"Oh? Will you now?"

Face darkening, Y/n scoffed at him.

"Wipe that smile off your face, don't you have an expedition to get to?"

Light laughter filled the air as Albedo chuckled, turning to leave with a final wave to them.

Oh, how he couldn't wait for the expedition to end.

─𖠄࿐

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳ Diluc Ragnvindr | The Dark Side of Dawn

"Evening, master Diluc!"

The night was cold outside the walls of Mondstadt. There the Dark knight hero stood, blazing red hair flowing like a flame in the wind as he perched on a tree.

Below him, with an apple in hand, was Y/n. They gave him a bright smile before taking a large bite out of the juicy fruit. "Y'know, if I didn't pay attention well enough, I would have considered you a bird, master Diluc!"

Jumping down from the tree, Diluc sighed. "I told you, outside the cavern, you may call me just Diluc. No need for formalities, Y/n."

"Aww, alrighty."

"What are you doing out this hour?"

Y/n hummed, leaning against the tree, munching silently on the apple as they recalled the moments prior.

"Well, I couldn't sleep, so I thought I'd go for a walk outside."

"Y/n, it's dangerous out here."

"Yeah, well," they trailed off, a distant look in their eye. "I had a pretty bad dream."

"Oh," was all Diluc said, before a moment passed and he spoke again. "Would...would you like to talk?"

They shook their head no, and Diluc nodded in understanding.

"Well, you better take care of yourself out here, Y/n. Especially if you're out to clear your thoughts."

Nodding their head, Diluc waved one last time before slowly walking away.

"Take care of yourself, too, Dark knight hero."

Diluc paused in his steps, turning to look back at Y/n, who remained leaning on the tree. Their eyes remained on the apple, but they glanced at Diluc one last time with a shy smile before walking back towards the city.

"How ever will I feel safe if you're not there?"

Watching their retrieving figure, Diluc only smiled with a scoff before shaking his head and continuing on his nightly duties.

─𖠄࿐

Kaeya Alberich | Frostwind Swordsman

A knock echoed in his office, and Kaeya peeked up from his mountain of paperwork. Usually he had little, but those pesky hilichurs were more annoying than usual.

"Come in," he called out, letting himself slouch back in his seat for a moment of rest.

"Captain," a voice, familiar and nice and comforting. "How do you fare?"

"Aha, no need to be so formal, Y/n. We're friends, aren't we?"

"Sorry, workplace habit, I guess."

"It's quite alright. Come, take a seat."

And so they did, across Kaeya's desk.

"Now, what did you need? Or are you just here to visit me?" A teasing smirk stretched his lips, but Y/n didn't miss the heavy bags in his eyes.

"Have you been taking care of yourself?" They asked, straight to the point.

"Well, I guess I didn't quite get enough sleep this past few nights."

"Kaeya..."

"Haha, don't give me that look. You know well how demanding Knights of Favonious work is."

"You can always ask Jean for a break."

"Now, now, no need to put more work on the Acting Grandmaster's shoulders. Why is it such a problem, anyways?"

They coughed, looking away, a nervous look in their darkening face.

Kaeya raised a brow.

"I... I care about you, Kae."

Silence danced in the office for a second.

Just a second.

"Oh? What's this? Dear little Y/n cares about me? How sweet," he teased, though he couldn't deny the beating of his chest.

"You know what I mean." A light hearted scowl danced on their face, and Kaeya only laughed.

"Well, perhaps I could take a break, if it means easing you even for a little."

─𖠄࿐

Kamisato Ayato | Pillar of Fortitude

Work piled up on his desk, loads of sleepless nights bagging under his eyes.

He was a Kamisato, after all. The Yashiro Commissioner everyone expects to have everything done by the minute.

"Ayato?"

All except patient little Y/n.

"Ayato, take a break, it's late."

"Just a few more papers left."

Y/n never rushed him, always patient, always waiting.

Sitting across him, on the plush pillows on the floor of his office, Y/n glanced at his paperwork before yawning.

"No need to wait for me, Y/n, it's already late."

"But Ayato, you've been working non stop. C'mon, just rest already."

The worried glance they spared him made Ayato pause for a moment.

"Forgive me, but I must finish this. Why don't you head to bed? I can deal with a few more hours awake."

"Ayato..."

Glancing back towards them, Ayato gave a soft, tired smile.

"I'll wait until you finish," they said unhesitantly, and Ayato paused.

"Y/n, dear—"

"The bed's colder without you, after all..."

They looked away bashfully, but the moonlight peeking through the open window made it clear that their face was darkening.

A moment passed, before Ayato chuckled.

"Alright, then."

He stood, and lend a hand towards them.

"Let's head to bed then, darling."

─𖠄࿐

Tartaglia | Childe

"Haha—Ow!"

"Stop laughing, idiot!"

"Sorry, sorry, haha—"

Tightening the bandages once again, Childe winced in pain. "You can stop hurting me, now."

"You're only getting hurt because of the wounds you caused."

"C'mon now, no need to be so harsh. My heart is aching, Y/n," he groaned out, leaning back against the wall.

Rolling their eyes, Y/n failed to find the fond smile that graced their lips. "I hope it aches enough for you to get a heart attack."

"Oh, you wound me! How hurtful! Woe is I! Woe is—Ow!"

"Oh, sorry, did that hurt?"

Childe scoffed at their sarcastic remark, sighing dramatically.

"Seriously, you need to take better care of yourself. What are you going to do without me?"

"Probably be dead in a ditch somewhere. How can I ever live without your touch as you caress my wounded face in your soft, loving han—"

"Alright, that's enough."

Peeking down at Y/n, Childe gave a sly smile at their darkening face. "Oh, but dearest Y/n—"

"Ajax, I'm serious."

Holding his face gently with both hands, Y/n stared at his ocean blue eyes.

The worried glance they gave him made him stop completely, eyes meeting theirs.

"Please, Ajax. Watch over yourself. I worry about you."

Blinking for a moment, Childe smiled softer than he ever had. Raising his hands to cup theirs, he turned his head and pecked their palm.

"Don't you worry too much, darling. I promise I'd watch over myself, for you."

─𖠄࿐

Thoma | Protector from Afar

Thoma danced around the Kamisato estate, sweeping the dust away in a silent rythm. The sun had been high up, and he decided it was too good of a day to procastinate.

Y/n stood off to the side, watching him move out and about.

"You work too much, Thoma," they said, which promptly stopped him from working.

"No need to worry, Y/n. It's a great morning, I'll just get my chores done with early." He smiled, so carefree and happy.

He was always so happy, working in the Kamisato estate.

Y/n worried about him sometimes.

"I won't take too long, I promise!"

Sighing, they shok their head, but smiled fondly nonetheless.

Thoma was too much of a workaholic.

And maybe Y/n admired him for that

"Don't overwork yourself, Thoma. Please."

Turning towards his partner, Thoma smiled gently, knowing that they truly cared for him.

"I promise you, I won't."

─𖠄࿐

Zhongli | Vago Mundo

"Zhongli, it's great to see you again." Sitting across him, holding a hot cup of tea, Y/n smiled at the former archon.

"How are you these days?"

"Ah, everything has been lovely. Being a mortal allows me to interact with the people of Liyue in a casual manner, and I find it relaxing."

"Indeed it is."

A comforting wave of silence washed over them, as they enjoyed their tea.

"I wish we could spend more time like this. In the peacefulness of Liyue, as people rush to and fro."

"Indeed." Nodded Zhongli. "It is quite unfortunate that your field of work takes up too much time."

"I'll try to visit more, Zhongli."

He smiled at them. "I appreciate it, Y/n."

The bustling of Liyue streets filled their ears as they idly chattered over their cup of tea.

Times like were what they cherished the most.

—PATCHWRK!

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ratsredelicious · 1 year

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★Are You Cold?★

❅You’re cold and they’re right next to you❅

Characters: Albedo, Ayato, Childe, Alhaitham, Cyno, Xiao, Zhongli x G/N reader

Gender neutral! Take it anyway you prefer but this is just purely fluff or some crack (parts of it)

Enjoy <3

★ ____________________ ★

Albedo:

❅ doesn’t notice your shivering and shaking for at least five minutes

❅ Once he did, you bet he’ll immediately build a fire or something to warm you up just as quickly. After all, he wouldn’t be a big fan of getting you sick on his watch, right?

❅ Will stuff you with his cooking until you’ve stopped shaking altogether. He says it’s good for the cold. He is correct.

❅ Will also pause his experiments just to hold your hand to try to warm them up. Unfortunately, though, he’s just as cold so you end up trying to warm HIS hand up

“Is this helping?”

★ ____________________ ★

Ayato:

❅ If you truly know him, he’ll throw in a few teasing remarks.

❅ “What’s wrong, darling?” he asks in a pseudo worry tone.

❅ Jail this man. He’s making fun of you for your few layers while he has a whole SUIT and layers underneath.

❅ He’ll spare you his overcoat if you look like a sad puppy long enough

❅ WILL take care of you. Unjail him now he deserves it

“You look so adorable right now. Hm? Me? I’m not cold in the slightest.”

★ ____________________ ★

Childe:

❅ “What’s wrong? Can’t handle the freezing temperatures of snezhnya?” He says, while being dressed layers while you were under prepared for the visit to his homeland

❅ Of course, he told you to layer up but the way he joyfully explained how his homeland looked like, made you think it was santa’s workshop or something

❅ He’ll discard a few of his layers of coats to wrap around your shaking body

❅ After you two find a warm place to stay, he will endlessly tease you about it

“You should’ve listened to me. Now look, your nose is as red as a jueyun chili!”

★ ____________________ ★

Alhaitham

❅ Seriously? Does he even notice you at this point?

❅ You’ve been sitting next to him, shivering because of the air conditioning inside the Akademiya for at least 20 minutes and he still has his head in his book

❅ You’re debating on leaving your spot until he suddenly looks up at you

❅ His eyes are wide. And I mean WIDE. How long have you’ve been shivering for?

❅ He gets up and takes you outside where you’re instantly warmed up

❅ He’s embarrassed but hides it well

“...You could had said something...”

★ ____________________ ★

Cyno:

❅ Imagine this: both of you travel to dragonspine for a little...adventure?

❅ He insists on just a thin robe and nothing more to keep out the harsh winds of dragonspine

❅ Now he’s the one shaking and pleading for you two to head back

❅ You gave in cause he kept bothering you about the cold and you eventually had to hug him the whole journey back

❅ When he’s out of dragonspine, though, he steals your coat and tells you terrible jokes about snow on the way back to sumeru

“Hey wait up. Snow down, y/n.”

★ ____________________ ★

Xiao:

❅ It was a particularly cold night in Liyue and of course you were just hanging out with Xiao on top of the roof of WangShu Inn

❅ You started to shiver and he did notice. Right away, actually

❅ He couldn’t really confront you because he was shy. So he avoided your shivering for a bit longer until your teeth started chattering

❅ Finally, he disappeared and appeared again with a blanket (that he totally didn’t take from a sleeping traveler in the Inn)

❅ When you don’t take the blanket, he obviously wraps it around you himself. Use your hands reader (ㆆ_ㆆ).

❅ Does a good job. You look like one of those burritos now but you’re comfy and it makes Xiao happy <3

“...Hmph. Mortals and their intolerance to the cold.”

★ ____________________ ★

Zhongli:

❅ Ah. What a gentleman.

❅ 13/10 would offer you his coat the millisecond you look cold

❅ Is he cold himself? Probably. But your needs come first!

❅ Brews you a hot cup of tea and goes on with his day until you forget that you’re shivering

❅ Works every time.

“I’m pleased to know you have an adoration for my voice; but please, drink up. You’ll get cold again.”

★ ____________________ ★

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i23kazu · 1 year

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GENSHIN MEN AND THEM BEING OURAN HOSTS.

characters. diluc kaeya albedo subj 2 xiao x reader genre. cute fluff about them being hosts!! an. please reblog!! im getting back into writing and reblogs with tags and comments will make me want to write more :D

diluc – the cold, but reliable.

you glance at diluc as he carves a meticulously practiced smile for his guests, entertaining them and making them swoon at the gentle words he crafts for them alone. you silently watch as the multitude of students eagerly shove gifts into his arms — with a slight twinge of pride and happiness in you, knowing that the only gift he really wanted; at the end of the day – was anything from you. you loved how he kept each trinket from you in his room, displayed for all to see.

kaeya – the prince.

kaeya is a natural host, you think. his boisterous laugh in response to a guest echoes throughout the room, a natural call for eager-to-please women to cock their heads his way and giggle at the handsome man, giving him the attention he wanted. you look up from the two guests you were entertaining to look at your senior — a bright smile painted on a face that seemed to be a masterpiece of some fine artist.

albedo and subj two. – the twins

the twins were reluctant to join the club – hell, it was embarrassing. "the rhinedottr twins just entertain guests in their free time and cosplay!" yeah. eventually, kaeya's persistence and unwavering sincerity finally made up their mind and soon, the two of them met the others at music room three after school each day. meeting you in the host club was something that they had never expected, but, well.. it wasn't that bad, to be honest. you were a breath of fresh air.

xiao – the strong, silent one

looking over and after others, xiao acts as a comforting presence to all who surround him. people often trip over themselves for a chance to talk to him – because they know that he listens. he listens to those who rant about others, he listens to those who never had a chance to find someone who would just sit down and let them ramble, ramble, ramble on for the rest of the day.

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witch-hazels-musings · 1 year

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holding you

warning: sfw - fluff: hugs: pre-relationship - mostly (Albedo’s is questionable lol), character perspective | present tense

includes: Albdeo (hugging from behind), Dainsleif, Diluc (crying, non-specific reason), Kaeya (teasing), Xiao

character x gn reader | anthology

Albedo

At first he doesn’t notice. He’s distracted like he always is by his research, his curiosities, his long evenings of spiraling thought that keep him awake at night; but, as his back warms and the pressure around his waist increases, he takes it in - acknowledges it.

“Hello there,” Albedo hums, a gentle chuckle vibrating through him. Its comforting as it bounces against your chest, so you press your cheek against him even more.

“Hi,” you reply, a bit muffled.

“Is this a, ‘I need something from you,’ or an ‘autonomic nervous system reset’?”

You laugh, a puff of air passing through your nose, “Just a hug,” you explain by adjusting your arms so you could hold him a bit tighter.

“Alright.” Albedo returns to his work shortly after. You can feel his arms move as he scribbles notes, adjusts the equipment sprawled across the desk. You figure it would be best to release him. You also have work to do, and if you were in his position, it would be hard to get much done with someone clinging to you like this.

Sighing, you loosen your grip, but before you can pull away, Albedo’s hand slides over yours, gripping you gently. For a moment you aren't sure what to do, so you wait - wait to hear him speak or explain that he needs something in return, but the only thing that makes any noise is the ticking clock nestled securely against the wall.

You move. Your cheek presses against his back again and you bite back a smile while his thumb moves over the edge of your palm and he continues to work with his free hand.

Dainsleif

It takes him by surprise. He’s frozen, unsure how to respond. He takes a step back but that only makes you fall into him even more; his hands now hover over your back, uncertain if he should put them anywhere, if he should touch you at all. He’s lost.

You’re holding him so tightly that its hard for him to breath. He’s not sure how to respond, or if he even should, but you’re overwhelming him with each passing second, and he’s struggling to think straight. The way your warmth seeps into his cold skin, the wave after unbelievable wave of your scent he breaths with shaky breaths, you hum and it sends an unfamiliar shiver up his spine.

He hesitates, but finds a way, “Is everything alright?” he asks, head tilting, hand hovering as he examines you as best he can. His voice may be steady, but he’s anything but.

“I’ll be done in a moment, sorry.” There is a shake in your normally calm voice that makes him alert. Instinctually, he glances around the room, eyes narrowing each time they reach a shaded corner. His hand moves closer to you and he positions himself to quickly respond if anything were to through the door. When he looks at you, your face is hidden against his chest. Your trembling, and he scolds himself for not noticing it earlier.

“No need,” he replies as he slowly moves his hand to your back, his fingers brushing against you, igniting in heat before, reluctantly, hovering above you once again.

Whatever has made you worry, whatever is causing you distress, he will cut through it. So, even though he is uncertain, even though his heart strains in a way he hasn’t felt in years, hold onto him. As unworthy as he is, a small part of him hopes you’ll be the one he can finally find the courage to hold back.

Diluc

He’s hesitant, worried he’ll let his wants over power his control. Its not easy when it comes to you; things get cloudy, unclear, complicated - but he’s learned that problem's always have a solution. He just has to keep searching

He’s keeping a look-out from inside the small storage closet while his arm rests around your shoulders. There is a soft tug on his coat as you adjust against his side and hide more against him, a muffled sob leaks out from behind your right hand so he tries to repositions himself to shield you further. The noise from the tavern floods the hallway, it spills over the second floor and crashes into the jovial cheers below. The bar is crowded tonight; there are so many eyes that could see. Diluc shifts again and you pull away.

“I’m sorry,” you sniffle, wiping away the tears rolling down your cheek. “I’m just ... having a day,” you try to explain but the fake smile you show to reassure him gets hidden when you bite your trembling lip and shake your head. “I’m okay,�� you lie, and he knows it.

“Take a step back,” Diluc requests. It’s the first thing he’s said since he found you tucked away in the closet on the verge of tears, back pressed against the stocked shelves, breaths unsteady; alone.

“Oh, right. Yeah.” You stumble further into the closet but when he steps in you straighten. With furrowed brows you look at him confused, “Did you -?”

Diluc cuts you off as he blocks the entrance. From this position, no one should be able to see past him, and that’s exactly what he wants. “You’re not okay,” he corrects, voice barely audible over the loud tavern behind him. You look at him and his heart strains at the sight of you. Slowly, he opens his arms. His right hand pulls you toward him until it slides down to rest in the curve of your back. “You don’t need to prove yourself to anyone,” - especially not me, he thinks. He can feel your tension but as soon as he takes a step toward you, your restraint waivers, “Have your day,” he reassures you, breathing you in.

You nod, with every rise and fall more and more of your resolve falls until you cover your face with your hands to hid the returning tears. Your forehead rests against his chest, Diluc holds you close, hugs you, and lets you have your moment until you’re truly ready to let go.

Kaeya

He’s over-the-moon. Its not the first time he’s put his arm around you, nor will it be the last - but this time you initiated it and, shocking even him, you don’t seem to be letting go

“Well, well,” Kaeya hums, arms sliding happily over your shoulders, his fingers dangling above your back, itching to touch you.

“Shut it,” you bite back, clearly embarrassed.

Kaeya laughs, unable to contain himself, “Am I not allowed to be impressed by how much your manhandling me?” You pull away but he pulls you back in, “Hey. No running now,” the feeling of your back pressing against his hand, the warmth of you against his chest - he isn’t ready to give that up yet.

“I-I’m not running,” you mumble. Should he let you talk more or should he beg you to stop? It’s tearing him up because he desperately wants to hear you, but its so difficult to hold himself together when he does.

Kaeya bends his neck to look at your face but you’re expertly hiding it from him; he’s annoyed because the expression on your face is tantalizing, and he knows it; yet, here you are, keeping it from him. He smirks, and opens his mouth to speak but you beat him to it.

“Mmhm,” he replies because its the only thing he can convince his brain to do.

“Anyway,” you begin and wiggle against his wandering hand, “I just wanted to --” bouncing your forehead against him you pause, as if the small knock on his chest will help get the words out, “... this is a thank you for - for helping me the other day.”

“Don’t let this go to your head,” you huff, squeezing his body.

“Too late,” he replies and pulls you closer, even as you protest.

Kaeya smile as never strained his face so intensely in all his life.

Man - the things you do to him.

Xiao

He’s at a loss and desperately wants to fight it. Wants to run away; poof into the protective smoke he doesn't question, but, somehow, this feels so whole, so comforting. This isn’t what he expected to happen when you asked if you could make him feel better. He expected food, maybe medicine, but this ... he can’t comprehend it

Xiao can feel his whole body. Like a ridged piece of wood not ready to be shaped. His hands hover, his body is stiff, arms tense; he’s afraid to relax and has a very good reason to be. What if this prolonged contact hurt you? What if the vile that plagued him tarnished you? What if, out of all the things in this world, he was the thing that did you harm --

“Mm ... this is ...”

“Hm?” You look at him, pulling your head back slightly so you can hear what he has to say, but when your arms loosen and your warmth evaporates, the words on the tip of his tongue fall like stones to the ground. He may not enjoy the contact, but the absence of you he hated even more. “Is this not helping?”

Xiao stalls at the question, at the worry in your eyes. So, with a sigh, he submits to his fate, “If you insist.” You smile and return to the position you were in moments again but this time your hand presses against his back, this time you hum and the feeling reverberates into this chest, this time you smile before your face his hidden from him and he leans into all of it.

His once uncertain mind feels more stable as he drops an arm to his side while the other curls around your body so his hand can find the small of your back. Your fingers press against him, he steps closer. Your head rests on him, his whole body feels so warm. You giggle and he feels better.

How childish, he thinks to himself as he succumbs to your touch and holds you even closer.

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fullconstellation · 1 year

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how genshin men are when giving head

gn!reader; just a drabble on my headcanons

characters: kazuha, albedo, scaramouche, xiao, heizou

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some other works: genshin men when it rains on your picnic, albedo fluff, thoma smut

kazuha: this man fucking loves to give head. you think it’s a joke at first, or that he’s on his knees begging for a taste just to please you. little do you know, his mouth waters at the mere thought of you unraveling under his tongue — unraveling because of him. the man is obsessed with you in the best of ways. he’s of course not opposed to receiving, but he never expects you to do it. he’s perfectly happy with his head between your thighs, proving his mouth worthy of more than just reciting poetry.

albedo: pleasures you like it’s a science. one that he’s perfected, of course. to be fair, he’s probably done more than his share of research on the topic — the man can’t help but satiate his curiosity. and what better test subject than you? the one so pliant under his touch, always unquestioning in your devotion and eager for his attention. each suck and swirl of his tongue is with intent, the blond monitoring your every reaction. and of course, as any good researcher knows, multiple rounds of testing must be done for truly conclusive results.

scaramouche: he’d rather die than have you know how much he enjoys giving head, but secretly he longs to watch you fall apart at the seams. being a bit of a sadist, he can’t help but make you beg at least a little before pleasuring you, taking his time with taunting you along the way. nipping at your skin and sucking deep bruises into your thighs. but gods, is it worth it. the possessive glint in his eyes and the insistence on proving that he’s the best you’ve ever had is enough to make the begging worth it.

xiao: surprisingly good at it. he’d be shy at first, as he is starting off with most new forms of intimacy. but once his tongue makes contact with you and he hears the sigh you let out, he knows what he has to do. and he’ll do anything to hear those sweet sounds fall from your lips again. once he gets a taste of your cum, he won’t stop going down on you until you’re begging him to stop from oversensitivity. but, lucky you, he’s just found his new favorite activity.

heizou: this fucker takes his sweet ass time teasing you, doing everything in the book that he knows will rile you up and get you squirming. he doesn’t care how much you beg or press against him in impatience — you know that much from the devilish smirk on his face. by the time he’s finally giving in, you’re marked from head to toe with bruises and bite marks, sweat beading across your forehead from the frustration of it all. that’s all just a part of his plan, though. when his mouth finally engulfs you, it takes little to no time for him to bring you to your release. and gods, was the tormenting worth it.

#genshin fic #genshin men #fullconstellation #kazuha smut #albedo smut #xiao smut #scara smut #scaramouche smut #heizou smut #gn!reader x scaramouche #xiao x gn!reader #albedo x gn reader #albedo #xiao #kazuha #scaramouche #heizou #genshin headcannons #genshin smut

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lovingluxury · 2 months

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「 on metal benches. | genshin impact. | scenario. 」

𒈔ٍ⃛ㅤ ㅤ word count: 407

𒈔ٍ⃛ㅤ ㅤ notes: dedication to my secret admirer @dxy-drxxm of this years #– kiss (don’t tell) ! event of the @ecrin-de-litterature network. Hope you like it!

The young man sat on one of the few benches, with a sketchbook on his lap and a pen in his hand.

The blond was so lost in thought that he didn't even notice a person, probably his age, passing him behind the benches.

The only thing that brought him back to reality was the sound of a camera.

click, click, click.

He turned his head to his right only to see said person he hadn't noticed. In their hand was a small camera, which seemed to be an older model, by the composition and all the scratches on it. The lens was directed at him, capturing him whole. The action caught Albedo off-guard, surprise was drawn on his face, which brought the owner of the camera to look from behind it with a small smile.

The strangers looked at each other for a few seconds before the photographer sat down on the artist's right silently. It stayed silent for some moments between the two of them before the unknown person spoke up: ”I’m sorry for taking photos of you so randomly. You just looked so peaceful. But I can delete them if you want to…“

”It’s okay. You can keep them.“ he responded. Albedo looked back at the scenery in front of them running his hand through his hair. A smile was drawn on his face.

Both sat in silence for a while there, watching the scenery. A soft breeze blew through the few trees and rocked them to the left and right and broke the silence, which made the whole thing seem a little scary.

”I like your drawing.“ the stranger remarked as they glanced down at the sketchbook on Albedo's lap. It showed a train passing by. This little remark brought them into a conversation. The main topic was the almost-forgotten train station.

Enough time passed to bring the sunset.

”I think it’s time to go home…“ the the unknown sighed and stood up from their place and looked straight forward.

Before they had the chance to turn their back to him, Albedo raised his voice: “Could I get to know your name before you go?“

”[name] and yours?“ they returned the question.

”I am Albedo. It was pleasant to meet you. Let’s meet again someday.“

The stranger, who wasn’t a stranger anymore, agreed and left the man alone in the solitude of the station, only with the echo of their steps and wind.

lov’s monologe

The first time writing Albedo! It was really super fun to write. I also wanted to include Xiao and Kazuha, but the idea came a little too late.

And I’m so sorry that my writing changed (again). I want to find a writing style I’m really happy with. I never really wrote something outside of school works in English, so it’s a little hard to find the right way. I hope it’s understandable.

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etherealphosphor · 7 months

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Albedo Headcanons ⋆⭒˚｡⋆

⟡ Contains: Albedo x Gn!Reader, Sfw, Fluff, Slightly suggestive

⟡ The future where Albedo properly confesses after the events of my story "Sunshine" ♡

⟡ Can still be enjoyed without that context, however there is some vague mention of events beforehand

When Albedo confessed to you, he was incredibly nervous. He stumbled over his words as he stared at his feet, not daring to look you in the eyes. However, even with his stuttering, you quickly figured out the gist of what he was trying to tell you.

"Albedo, are you trying to say that you like me?" You asked, a blush rising on your cheeks.

Not able to get the words out, Albedo simply nodded, still looking at the ground. You put your thumb under his chin, tilting his face up.

"I like you too, Albedo."

His eyes lit up. "R-really? [Name], you’re being serious?"

"Why would I ever joke about something like that?" You smiled at him.

With his fears resolved, he began to pour out his feelings for you without a moment's hesitation. He had wanted to tell you this for so long. "[Name], words cannot describe how much I adore you. Your hair, your eyes, your smile. To me, every inch of you is perfection. Ever since I met you, I felt a strange connection between us. I didn’t quite know what it was, but after what happened in my lab that day, I couldn’t deny that those feelings I had for you were love."

Leaning down, you kissed Albedo gently. It was a soft, short kiss, but it was everything to Albedo.

One day, you suggested playing the pocky game with Albedo. You knew how much he loved sweets, and you also wanted to have a little bit of fun since you had never tried the game with anyone before. He instantly agreed, and when you began the game, he quickly ate the entire thing and pressed his lips to yours. Holding the back of your head, he kissed you passionately before eventually pulling away to catch his breath.

"Can I have more?" Albedo asked, looking into your eyes.

".. More pocky?" You responded, still a little stunned.

"No, you misunderstood. I meant more kisses." He smiled, before leaning in once more.

Albedo loved it when you called him pet names. ‘Darling’, ‘Love’, ‘Sweetheart’, but his favorite was ‘Sunshine’. You found this out after he recited the events of what happened that day in his lab. During some of your more passionate moments, you’d whisper that name in his ear, and it would leave him speechless. If he wasn’t already blushing, he was definitely blushing after that.

Once the original shock wore off, Albedo would take you into his arms and hungrily kiss you. His hands caressed your waist in such a way that you would have assumed he was touch starved, if not for the fact that you two did this nearly every night.

You reciprocated his passion, wrapping your arms around his neck as you made out with him, practically melting into his embrace.

Albedo had a sensitive spot on him that you loved to tease. The spot in question was, of course, the star marking on his neck. When things between you and Albedo began to get a little heated, you’d gently bite that place on his neck, sending a shiver of pleasure down his spine.

Albedo would try to hold back his whimpers, but to no avail. This only encouraged you to continue, as you loved the noises he made when you bit him. Once you were done teasing, he was practically a mess. His cheeks were a bright pink, and his heart was beating fast. You loved it when he looked so flustered.

At night, after you had fallen asleep, Albedo would often listen to your heartbeat. The sound always worked to calm him down or ground him when he was feeling stressed. He cuddled up against your chest, breathing in your scent. That was another thing he loved about you.

Both the rhythm of your heartbeat and your scent gently lulled Albedo to sleep. Laying next to you in bed like this was one of his favorite parts of the day. In the past, he used to fall asleep in his lab up in Dragonspine with nobody to hold him gently, play with his hair, or kiss his forehead goodnight. Nowadays, though, he shares a proper house down in Mondstadt with you, his beloved.

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