#yandere albedo kreideprinz

[svftloving]

₍ᵔ.˛.ᵔ₎ yandere! knights of favonius w/ break up attempt (pt. 2)

warnings! yandere, kidnapping, desire to kidnap, obsessive behavior, possessive behavior, guilt-tripping, fake warrant (?), manipulation, use of children to manipulate (? blame albedo), probably some mischaracterization of the two (i tried, i never wrote them before :'p), if you feel like anything else i should add, just comment! <3

notes! part two to knights of favonius break up attempt/gift for 100 followers! and yeah, this was wayyy overdue. also albedo headcanons is more story like instead of headcanony (?) like eula's because of being written at different times, but i tried my hardest not to make it story based :')

,, eula

err... i wouldn't say she's confused or outwardly offended, but she's directly irked.

she's alot more understanding than you most likely assumed she would be once you approach her, but this doesn't mean she's going to let you leave her. she's going to want to have a straightforward, civil conversation with you to...attempt to talk things out :)

she's very formal when talking to you (which isn't different from how she usually talks to you, though she's a bit softer in tone usually), but if you have a keen eye, it's not to hard to notice how...fidgety she is.

her hands are folded against the table, slightly shaking and tightly holding on to the other. her eyes are focused directly on you, as they always are, but they occasionally flicker down towards your body as if she's attempting to read your body language. her lips are curved slightly downward and her eyebrows are a little furrowed, her facial expression become more negative when you say something she doesn't agree with/like.

referencing back to her attempts at reading you(r body language), she'll very discreetly point them out in an attempt to manipulate you. are your hands shaking? it's an obvious sign that your nervous about this and don't want to break up. are your eyes darting around the room? you rather not have this talk clearly, so it's best to just stop talking now! she's very direct and firm with her words when she issues in on your body language, so it isn't the most easiest thing to try and state your reasoning for ending the relationship when she's suddenly pointing out your anxious behavior so coldly.

though, if you're really insistent and keep your ground... then, fine. she'll let you leave. but don't assume that's she letting you slip away from her hold so easily, you're the light of her life, don't you know? she couldn't possibly let you go...

sooo, she's gonna attempt to win back your favor, obviously! you won't see her the next day after your attempt on ending the relationship, but that's only because she's busy in her room planning out the good deeds she has prepared for you. this is the perfect act of "revenge" to inflick on you to win you back, she's sure of it!

a bouquet of roses are neatly placed on your desk once you wake up in the morning, a fancy letter placed beside it. you already have a eery feeling who it's from and eula doesn't attempt to sign the letter anonymously anyway as she knows you're familiar with her handwriting due to the letters she occasionally sended you before hand.

throughout your day, you're bombarded with gifts and surprises just like you were when you were with eula still, but you aren't...right?

it's just gets worse from there if you keep on ignoring her. the letters get more deranged and threatening (of course, she wouldn't act on anything she says regarding hurting you. but for the others that she writes about...) and the gifts keep getting bigger (your house is practically flooded in roses).

if you continue to insist on not groveling at her feet and returning back into her arms interacting with her despite her attempts at getting you to do so, expect a very early visit to your doorstep one day from the former lawrence clan member and a few guards behind her. in her hand, a warrant, is held directly in your focal vision.

she just wants to talk, so won't you let her in? :)

,, albedo

you, at first, think the alchemist is ignoring you when you tell him that you want to break up with him. he's busy extracting whatever latest thing he's been working on in the past few days.

this, among with other few things, has been one of the main reasons you wanted to break up the blonde anyway. he's always busy slaving anyway on a new experiment and there's never a good amount of time to spend together with him! of course, you've tried to be as patient as possible...but this was going on far to long. you couldn't deal with it anymore.

anyway, you hoped this would atleast gets some reaction out of albedo when you finally tell him this. to direct his gaze elsewhere besides his experiment.

("why?" he doesn't even look at you when he speaks, his cold eyes focused on a small vial he had in his hands that he seemed to be inspecting. you almost want to slap him for the lack of emotion he was showing right now. but, instead of letting out your bottled up rage that you desperately wanted to, you simply don't respond.)

(if he didn't care, then you wouldn't either. you leave his warm little hideout with a strong turn of your heel, ignoring the tears that were starting to brim in your eyes. the alchemist turns his head after he hears your footsteps starting to fade from hearing, his eyes scanning the footprints your shoes left in the snow.)

this...isn't what he had expected. the outcome he had calculated before you even spoke (he could still glance at you from his pephiral vision despite his head being turned that there was something on your mind, along with the various ways you've been acting leading up to this) for you to vent out your frustrations and hidden feelings towards him in anger, only for him to formulate a response that would curb your concerns.

he's not concerned. he knows he hasn't been...the best partner these last few weeks. he just accidentally preconceived how long you would be able to handle the lack of attention he was giving you.

it would be okay, though. he would simply take a visit to your home the following day and talk everything out with you. maybe even bring a few cecilias or some windwheel asters as a gift.

which...doesn't go so well as you shut the door in his face and ignore him when he tries to come again the next following days. albedo isn't worried, though. if you thought that was his only idea to get you back then you're surely mistaken.

the thought of kidnapping strikes his mind faster than he would have liked it too, but he tries to keep that in the back of his mind as he (really) rather not resort to that. so he sticks to the something he's a master in...

manipulation! he's writing letters and sending flowers to your doorstep regardless if you read them or not (they'll just continue piling if you don't). all filled with deeply manipulative woven words that you feel nauseous. of course, he uses other method, but those our the most effective (and one of the two ways he can actually communicate with you since you won't talk to him).

news of the end of your relationship with the alchemist spreads through mondstadt, and it's not a hard guess who made that possibly. the people of the city aren't necessarily trying to coerce you back together with him... but their comments ranging from disbelief from you breaking up with him ("really? you both seemed perfect for one another...") to sadness for the wrong person ("we'll probably never see the alchemist out as often when he was with you! you really did bring out the best in him.") makes you think otherwise.

but helping him the most is the spark knight herself. she's absolutely heartbroken when albedo gently breaks it to her that you both broke up! her big brother always seems to happy whenever you're around, but now he looks so gloomy and stays cooped in with his experiments. you'll still hang out with her and him like always though, right...? the sight of klee's sad face makes you reluctantly agree to spending the day (and more times) with the two blondes, and makes you have to unfortunately interact with albedo despite your burning desire not to. albedo's smugness is oblique, but you'll sometimes catch the slightest smirk on his lips.

if all else fails, then he has no qualms in stealing you away. he really did try his hardest to stop this from happening, but he's starting to think it's time for you both to have a heart to heart together. so don't be alarmed when you end up back in dragonspine, cuffed and generously wrapped in a blanket. he only wants to talk...

#yandere #yandere x reader #yandere genshin impact #yandere genshin impact x reader #yandere eula #yandere eula lawrence #yandere eula x reader #yandere eula lawrence x reader #yandere albedo #yandere albedo kreideprinz #yandere albedo x reader #yandere albedo kreideprinz x reader #i put my heart and soul into writing eula's part she's so fun to write ong #this is lowkey my favorite post/writing #albedo's part was fun to write too ofc

[glimmeringtwilight]

On this mountain, a cold wind blows

Here's the Albedo fic for the 500 celebration! Hope you enjoy! Thank you all for being so supportive and patient even though updates have been slow lately <3

Pairing: Albedo/Reader

Word Count: 2.4k

CW/TW: Drugging, yandere themes, non-consensual touching, implied non-consensual somno.

You’re beginning to think Albedo’s hiding something from you. 

It’s been storming all week– evident from the howling of the wind, the rattling of the window panes, the obscured snowy expanse beyond the glass. 

You’re only here because you’d gotten stuck in the storm, and you’re incredibly lucky that Albedo decided to brave the storm to collect his supplies from the cave you’d taken shelter in. You don’t remember much of what happened– just taking shelter to wait out what you thought would be a quick storm, falling asleep, then… waking up here.

He told you that he’d found you curled up and freezing, unresponsive when he checked on you. There was no way you’d have made it if he hadn’t found you, but he was wise enough to leave that much unsaid. 

That was a week ago, and by now you’ve gotten over the hypothermia after a few days of close, slightly intrusive monitoring from the alchemist. He means well, though, and you’re grateful for him saving your life, so you didn’t protest his hovering. 

Despite the circumstances, he doesn’t treat you like a burden; doesn’t seem put out that he has to share his cabin with you for the time being. You help around where you can– when you can, as Albedo seems hellbent on not letting you lift a finger, insisting that anything more than just wandering around the cabin or reading is too great a strain for you while you’re recovering. 

Recovering from what, you don’t know. You feel fine, and though you had a mild cold the first few days of your stay, Albedo’s diligence and thorough treatments got you over your illness faster than you’d recovered from any in the past. 

You want to say his concern for you is a little endearing, but… you’re not sure. Albedo’s a little strange. 

By all accounts, you should be grateful. Well… you are grateful. He saved you. He saved you, and yet… You can’t dispel the unease that coils in your gut when you catch him staring at you instead of his research, when you wake up with a bitter taste in your mouth, when he brushes those cold finger against your forehead to check your temperature, when he watches you a little too intently as you eat. 

“I just want to be sure you’re eating well.”

“You look a little feverish.”

“Just a little something to help you sleep, should you need it.”

He’s just concerned for you, even if his behavior is a little odd– puts you on edge just a little bit. You try not to think about it. He must not get out much, much less speak to other people very often, living up here. 

It’s fine. It’s fine, you tell yourself, and you force yourself to believe it too, because it’s better than the alternative. When you look out the window to an endless expanse of white, snow so thick you can’t see much beyond the sill, you know you don’t have much choice. 

One week turns into two, the howling winds and rattling window panes becoming a familiar background noise as you keep yourself entertained with the books Albedo keeps on his bookshelf.

His oddities gradually stop putting you so on edge, and it’s a little endearing how awkward he is with you, if anything. You enjoy the company. Granted, he’s your only choice of company, but at least he’s pleasant enough to be around. 

He doesn’t have much for you to do in his cabin; he has a few history books on civilizations you’ve never even heard the names of, and he lets you help him with his experiments when they’re safe enough. Most of it is just handing him clean beakers and test tubes, but getting to watch chemical reactions taking place is fascinating nonetheless. 

The third week trudges on, however, and you’re beginning to get a little stir crazy. The storm continues to howl outside, and cabin fever sinks its claws into you. 

Albedo insists it’s not safe to make the journey back down the mountain yet, and no amount of begging on your part has made him budge. You considered just making the trip down yourself, but you can’t find any of the supplies you’d taken with you on your journey up. Albedo tells you he didn’t have time to retrieve them from the cave when he’d found you, that he’d instead just rushed you back to shelter to warm you up. 

But the storm hasn’t once let up or died down. The howling winds have been a constant background noise, and you don’t think you’ve ever known a storm to drag on this long, not even on the very peak of Dragonspine. 

When you bring this up to Albedo, there’s this weird look in his eye before he brushes you off, saying something about a “Skyfrost Nail” making the climate here unstable, and such storms aren’t really so uncommon up as near to the peak as the two of you are. 

He’s been going out more lately, too. Whenever you ask to tag along he tells you he only has one coat, and that once the storm clears he’ll look for your supplies or, failing that, stop by the nearest town to buy something warm enough to safely get you back down the mountain. 

But the storm never clears, and it's too dangerous for him to make the trek back to the cave where he'd found you. His outings are mostly spent looking for herbs and specimens, and most of the trek is wasted clearing a path in the snow anyway, he says.

It’s boring when he leaves, with not much else to do but watch the hearth or read the same history book for the fourth time. He has other books, sure, but many of them are clearly intended for learned scholars; their jargon far too confusing for you to really understand. 

So, today you watch the hearth, alternating between that and drawing shapes in the fog gathering on the glass of the window. You should ask to borrow some of Albedo’s art supplies; you think you remember seeing him painting something a week ago. He wouldn’t let you look at what it was, though… Maybe he’s just not confident enough in his abilities. 

Eventually, the window chills your joints stiff from drawing absent-minded shapes in the condensation, the fire in the hearth starts to burn low, and Albedo still hasn’t returned. It’s starting to get dark out, so you get up to toss another log onto the fire to keep it going. 

Something shiny catches your eye just as you’re turning back to return to your seat beside the window, and you pause.

In the ashes, something glints at you. A coin? You reach forward and catch yourself– you can’t just stick your hand in the ashes while the fire is still going. But the poker you’ve seen Albedo use in the past when tending to the hearth is nowhere to be seen. Weird. Did he misplace it?

Albedo likely won’t be back for another few hours if he hasn’t returned by now, and you have nothing better to do, so… You walk around the cabin looking for something to fish out the coin without burning yourself, eventually settling on one of the ladles from the kitchen. …You’ll be sure to wash it thoroughly when you’re done. 

You scoop the coin (and a lot of ash) out from the hearth, dumping it out onto the ground beside the fire. It’s filthy, and without thinking you try to wipe some of the ash off the face of it, burning your thumb. You pull back with a hiss, returning to the kitchen to run the burn under some cold water (and clean the ladle while you’re at it). 

Thankfully, the burn is mild. Just a little bit of irritation, nothing Albedo will notice and fuss over. He mother hens enough as-is. 

When you come back to the coin and the small pile of ash in the living room, it’s finally cool enough to pick up. You clean it off with the corner of your shirt, holding it up to the light of the fire, and your stomach sinks. 

This is your coin. This is your coin, given to you at a young age by your grandfather before he passed. 

For good luck, he’d told you. It was an old coin he’d found when he was an adventurer, leftover from the ruins of an ancient civilization. You can even see the deep scratch left in the surface of it, from one of the many stories your grandfather told you while proclaiming this coin had saved his life. 

What is your coin doing in Albedo’s hearth? You’d kept it with– no. 

No, it was with your other things. Albedo said he left your belongings in the cave. But there’s no mistaking it: this is your coin. From the scratches on its surface, the dull splotches of corrosion, to the worn details on its face. 

You’re not given much time to dwell on it, interrupted from your racing thoughts by the sound of turning locks, the loud cries of the wind and a rush of cold air at your back before it’s quickly muted, and the door slamming shut. 

“I’m back.” 

You look up from the floor to the alchemist kicking the snow off his boots and hanging his coat on the hanger besides the door. He pauses when he turns to you, turquoise eyes taking in the sight of you still kneeling beside a pile of ash near the hearth. 

“Are you-”

“This is my coin.” You interrupt, holding up the coin for him to see. “It was in the hearth. Why?”

“Ah.” And he turns away, adjusting his boots to sit properly beside the entry before moving past you toward the cluttered desk he keeps in the corner. “I should have checked the pockets, then. My apologies.”

“What?”

“It must have been in your jacket.”

“You burned my jacket?” You fist the fabric of your shirt, fingers curling around the coin so harshly it bites into your skin, “Why?”

He turns back to you, those sharp eyes flitting to your clenched fists, then to your thumb. "You're injured."

"Albedo."

Albedo's already turning away, heading for the hall– to grab the first aid kit, you suppose– and you grit your teeth.

He's not listening, but you know from your stay here with the alchemist that losing your temper and snapping at him will get you nowhere. You bite back the indignation burning hot on your tongue.

"Albedo. I'm fine." When he looks back at you over his shoulder, you emphasize your point with a grin that likely looks more like bared teeth than anything else. "Just answer the question... Please."

“I told you, didn’t I? I had to cut it off you when I found you.” He most definitely did not tell you that. Frankly, you almost want to smack yourself for not asking.

“So you just burned it? I could have patched it up!” 

Albedo at least has the decency to look embarrassed, at that, but he doesn’t offer an apology. Instead, he heads back towards his desk and says, “I suppose you could have,” and starts thumbing through his notes. 

You suck in a breath through your teeth, about to argue further, when you realize something. 

Albedo said he burned your jacket. You put your coin with the rest of your things in the bag you were carrying before making the trek up. You know you did, because you remember quietly joking to yourself when the weather began to turn that it was because you hadn’t kept the coin in the breast pocket of your jacket– close to your heart, like your grandfather used to. 

“Albedo?” Would he tell you the truth if you asked? If he’s lying to you, would he come clean if you pry? Should you?

The anger that was building in your chest dims, cooling quickly as trepidation takes its place. ...What reason would Albedo have to lie?

Your eyes flit to the space where the fire poker should be. Albedo doesn’t look up from his work, already engrossed in whatever it is in the notes he’s reviewing, “Hm?”

“...Nevermind. I’m going to bed.” He hums in affirmation as you stand, and you hesitate by the hall to make sure he doesn’t follow you. You don’t go into your room, stepping as quietly as you can manage into his. 

This is a bad idea. You don't want to piss off the man who saved your life– who has been kind enough to share his home with you until the storm passes, but...

Something in your gut encourages you to look. You just need to check one thing, and then you'll drop it. You have to know.

He’s never explicitly forbidden you from his room in the cabin, but you still refused to set foot inside until now, at most lingering in the doorway to ask him a question on the rare occasion you found him in there instead of at his desk or in his study.

But he did ask you to stay away from the closet. If he did have your things, he couldn't have burned all of it, so... Maybe that's why you were instructed to stay away.

Still. You hope you're wrong.

Your heart feels like it’s crawling up your throat, the distinct feeling of "you shouldn’t be here" suffocating you, but you have to know. You stumble through the dim lighting, hardly waiting for your eyes to adjust before you’re stepping further into the room and groping around for the door handle to the closet. 

You find it after a few tense seconds of searching blindly in the dark for it, hand curling around the handle before you’re pulling it open. You’re about to start looking for a light source when a voice pipes up behind you. 

“I suppose I should have expected this,” Albedo says, and you barely register his hand pressing firmly against your back, between your shoulder blades, before he’s shoving you into the closet.

You land harshly on an uncomfortable, lumpy pile of… something, head knocking against the wall. Stars erupt behind your eyelids and when you open your eyes light floods your vision. You hear the door slam and lock behind you, Albedo’s voice coming out muffled from the other side. 

“I’ll be right back.”

“Albedo-” You start, forcing out the words as you struggle to process, spots dancing in your vision and vertigo overtaking you as you prop yourself up, “Albedo, what-”

“You wanted to know, didn’t you?” His voice gets farther away and you can hear him leave the room, heading down the hall. 

You’re about to call out after him– “What? Come back!” –but the hand you’re propping yourself up with slips, paper crumpling under your fingertips, and you glance down. 

It’s you. Sketches of you, hundreds of them, many of you in your sleep. There’s a few of you reading or staring out the window, or staring blankly into the hearth, one of you out cold at the table after a meal. 

Most concerningly, many of these sketches seem to be of you in various states of undress, scars and scrapes from your adventures penned in horrifying, careful detail. 

You can’t take your eyes away, gaze flitting from picture to picture as your head continues to swim, bile building in the back of your throat. 

You sit there, staring at the collection of drawings in horror, until Albedo returns. The closet door swings open and he grabs you by the arm before you can scramble away, dragging you out of the closet with a strength that doesn't match his lanky frame. 

“Albedo-” 

“Hush. This will only sting for a moment,” He says, producing a needle and frowning when you flinch away, trying to pull your arm from his grasp. “It won’t kill you. It’s just a sedative.”

“That’s not what I’m worried about-” You start, but he doesn’t let you finish the thought, yanking you into his chest by the iron grip on your bicep. 

There’s a sharp pinch at your nape, chased by the burn of the drug entering your system, and you fall limp.

“Why?” You whisper. "Albedo, why?"

He doesn’t respond, loosening his grip now that you’re no longer struggling and instead opting to wrap an arm around you.

You close your eyes.

The wind howls outside.

#meh #yandere #albedo #yandere albedo #albedo kreideprinz #albedo genshin impact #albedo genshin #yandere albedo genshin #albedo/reader #albedo x reader #yandere albedo/reader #genshin #genshin impact #yandere genshin #yandere genshin impact #yandere albedo kreideprinz #dead dove do not eat #cw: drugging #cw: noncon #(just in case. this is sfw and he doesn't actually do anything other than draw reader naked lol) #(but it can certainly be read as noncon somno so I'll tag it) #cw: somno #been drawing blanks on what to write lately tbh #it has been edited at last! #i think i fixed the few things about it i was feeling rather on #>:)

[yandere-romanticaa]

𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 ?

❝ can you hear the silence? can you see the dark? can you fix the broken? can you feel, can you feel my heart? ❞

yandere! Fake Albedo (Alfredo) x gn! reader.

❤️ synopsis: Your love for Albedo burns brighter than any flame, but what happens when an imposter ruins everything? Furthermore, what else awaits once you start walking side by side with the imposter, only for him to end up falling for you instead?

part i.

I got a little inspired when I was watching the movie "Orphan" even if this really isn't that similar to it. Fake Albedo is really hot and I had to do something for him. Fair warning, he sees you as a parental figure but also as a lover... He's a little messed up but that's why you're here to fix him...! ❤️💀 I'm also calling him Alfredo here because "Fakebedo" just wouldn't work well as a real name. I would also like to apologize for my poor ability of writing natural dialogue in this... That was a ride to come up with.

❤️ Word count: 2k~

Thank you all for 10k followers. You guys really are the best. 💓

The echoes of footsteps rang in your ears as you desperately tried to keep your vision steady and clear, but the endless amounts of ice and snow decided to make that task difficult for you. You had just recently stepped foot into Dragonspine, the urge to help out your friends too strong to stop. Amber had recently complained to you that a lot of strange things had been happening on Dragonspine and while she never dwelled on the details you could tell that something was terribly wrong. You were hardly a seasoned adventurer, if you could be even called one. Most of your commissions stemmed from collecting herbs, helping the locals, keeping guard of trade routes and simply cleaning up the great statue of Barbatos, which would take you countless hours because you did not posses a Vision. Even so you weren't too shabby with a sword and you had been on the icy mountain countless times much to everyone's surprise. Ever since the sudden Stromterror attack on the city you and Albedo became really good friends and he took you under his wing to show you all of the beauty and mysteries the world could offer. You sat through countless lectures, written and read endless theses and notes but you still lusted for more, just as much as Albedo did.

The only difference was, knowledge wasn't the only thing you craved in the long run.

It really wasn't that hard to fall for the alchemist, he was so oddly charming that you couldn't help but to be utterly smitten. He had his quirks that others thought were strange but you adored them, it were those little habits that made Albedo, well, Albedo. You wouldn't change anything about him. Your silent adoration came with a price, a price your poor heart just wasn't ready to pay - you had to suffer all by your lonesome. Albedo clearly did not see you in such a light, you were just a student and a friend to him. You doubted he even noticed your longing stares let alone the frantic beating of your heart.

Being in love was hard.

But not being loved back was even worse.

You silently hoped that by doing these tasks he would notice you, he would see you as his equal and hopefully more but that was asking for too much. You were willing to settle for anything, that's how desperate you were. Dragonspine was more than a training ground to you, it was a chance, a chance for you to seize and conquer the heart of the person you admired the most in this world because if you didn't, it felt as though the earth itself would open and it's jaws would swallow you whole! ...well, that is a bit dramatic but that really was how you felt. Even if you couldn't have him, even if he could not love you, just being by his side should be enough for you. Just seeing his face was more than enough to brighten your day.

Like right now.

Straight ahead a bit higher on the path was Albedo, a small smile on his handsome face face as he outstretched his arm towards you, a sign that he was going to help you climb up further onto the mountain. You hid the blush that creeped up on you with the soft scarf that you wore, he really was a true gentleman. Times like this became incredibly precious to you as he would finally show you his softer side and you would end up falling in love all over again with him. He greeted you kindly and linked your hand with his own as he lead you down the Snow Covered Path towards the campsite, a comfortable silence between the two of you. Despite the wind and chilly ice, the sun was high up in the sky and its rays outstretched far into the horizon, the soft orange hues bathed the tall mountains in a ethereal glow that made you feel so warm on the inside. The company you had also made things even better than they already were.

"You look so happy right now I could almost paint you."

Stopping dead in your tracks you turned to Albedo, his comment had caught you off guard. A bright smile was plastered all over his face, his eyes were glimmering with a mischief that you only saw on a few rare occasions. Still, he never said something like this to you, never.

Archons, was your heart going to explode?

Your stunned silence started to scare him a little so he tried to comfort you by putting his hand on your shoulder, not knowing what kind of impact this entire situation left on you. You swore on your life and everything you ever owned that if a boulder just fell from the sky and crushed you to bits you would die happy.

Making haste you quickly ran in front of him, telling him to hurry up unless he wants to stay here out in the open until the sun sets, making this place even more dangerous than it already was. He laughed a little and caught up with you, making sure to throw some snow at you while he could. The two of you walked like that for a while, just enjoying the scenery and each others company before it was time to buckle up and get serious. It was so refreshing to see him like this, so happy and carefree. He was oddly chatty with you today though, which wasn't too unusual but it was indeed noticable. Albedo usually stated the facts and the truth, with the occasional joke if he was in the mood for it but he seemed to be quite talkative today, not that you complained. He asked you how your day was and what you did, while also sharing his own activities with you. He didn't have a lot of time to paint today unfortunately but he did finally manage to get some of his notes and experiments in order, allowing him for more free time in the upcoming days. Still chatting away with him you made sure to take the turn you usually took to get to his camp but before you could he stopped you by suddenly grabbing your wrist. Odd, you thought to yourself.

"Your camp is right here, isn't it? We always take the turn here, I know we do."

"It is but... I was having some issues so I had to switch locations, unfortunately. Here, come this way instead."

Gripping your wrist a little too tight than you would have liked, Albedo randomly just shoved you into the opposite direction, leaving you confused, downright dazed even. You could have sworn that you saw some fire flickering near the entrance but you couldn't even comment on it with how hard and fast he was going right now. The happy atmosphere shifted into this very tense and awkward one, the sheer quietness was so thick you could almost cut it with a butter knife. Only the sound of your footsteps and of the bustling wind remained. You were tempted to speak up but you ended up opposing the idea as Albedo was in a very troubled mood. Was his camp raided, did someone steal something that wasn't supposed to be seen? Albedo did have quite a lot of strange but powerful things lying around the place, it's possible that someone stole some of his notes or tampered with his projects while he was outside of the hideout. Yes that must be it, you reasoned with yourself. Why else would he be acting like this?

"We're here."

Huh, well that was fast.

The new camp was located on the opposite side of the mountain and it was buried deep inside of a hard to find cave but he was smart enough to leave a few scratch marks on the wall in order for it to be identified. Not so large to be remembered by random travelers but not too small to be forgotten by him either. Quite smart of him, as usual.

Letting go of your hand he offered to take your coat off your hands while you made yourself warmer by the fire. Letting out a sigh of relief you allow the soft flames to tickle your chilly fingers. The sudden smell of meat being cooked overtook your senses, causing you to let out a cheerful laugh. Turning your head to the side you noticed Albedo tending to his own flame, a nice, large black pot was placed over it, filled with meat and hearty veggies, perfect for a delicious stew. His eyes sparkled with joy as he grabbed a nearby spoon and carefully stirred the stew, the intense smell of it even made his stomach grumble. A comfortable silence overcame the two of you, much to your relief. That earlier interaction made you feel a little tense but it was nice seeing him in high spirits again, even a genius like him gets lonely from time to time, you pondered to yourself. Your train of thought was stopped suddenly once you noticed the unsatisfied scowl on Albedo's pretty face. Frustration was written all over it as he suddenly stood up from his chair and grabbed his jacket and bag.

"I need to go out and get a herb or two, I'll be back before you know it. There should be some nearby, they'll make the stew that much more delicious."

With his back turned to you he started walking towards the exit, but before he left he had one final thing to say to you.

"Feel free to stir that thing every once and a while, maybe even read a book if you get too bored. But don't touch anything on that table in the corner, okay?"

His tone was gentle and the request was simple so you nodded with a smile on your face, saluting him in the process. With a chuckle he turned his back to you once more as he existed the cave, his footsteps were getting farther and farther away from the cave.

Soon enough you were all by your lonesome, your only companions being the few scraps of paper that were littered on the ground, the boiling pot and the crackling fire that sat next to you. You grabbed the wooden spoon and examined it in your hand, while also keeping an eye on the stew. The hearty smell made your tummy grumble which caused you to let out a semi loud groan as you dramatically held your stomach with your free hand, your eyes still zoned in on the food. You sat there for a few minutes, just enjoying the peace and quiet. It didn't take long for your stomach to act out again, begging you to just eat something. Besides, who knew when Albedo was coming back anyway. He was definitely more familiar with the mountain and terrain than you were but that still didn't change the fact that you were starving.

Standing up from the chair you decided to look around for something to munch on before your companion turned up once more. There were a couple of old oak tables in the cave with thousands of books and even more notes scattered across their surfaces, a clear sign that Albedo had been quite busy for a while now. You quickly scanned through everything but nothing caught your eye, to top it off there was no food in sight. He probably used up the rest of his leftover supplies to cook this little feast that was bubbling away in the corner, but you digress.

Your fingers gently traced the edges of the tables as you occasionally stopped to go through the various documents, even tidying up little areas here and there. Albedo really could be sloppy sometimes which why you took this tiny liberty. As you stood there with several books in your hands you couldn't help but to look at the table in corner, the one table Albedo warned you not to go anywhere near. You first turned your head to the side, a little angry at yourself for even letting the curious thought wander into your mind but the more you wandered around, the more fidgety you became. For starters that table was suspiciously tidier than the rest but somehow had even more junk on it compared to the others. An old lamp was on it, the wick inside of it was clearly lit not too long ago. You didn't even notice that the sun had started to set and just how colder and darker your surroundings had become. The only heat source was the fire that cooked your dinner, but even that threatened to go out any moment now. You had some matches in your pocket, surely you could light up this one lantern... right? You cautiously walked towards the forbidden corner, the contents on it remaining a complete mystery to you due to the darkness that continued to expand all around you. You were barely able to make out the small lantern, it's lid already open a little bit. You reached out to your pocket and took out your matches and tried to light them up. The first one went out almost immediately. The second one stayed lit for a few seconds but before you could even get it close to the lantern, it also faded. Grumbling to yourself, you grabbed a third match and prayed to the Archons to just let you light this stupid thing already. With a steady motion, you carefully tried to grab the lantern with your other free hand but you didn't even realize just how shaky you were. The match suddenly slipped right past your fingers and the lit flame fell onto the papers that were beneath you. With a shriek you picked everything up hastily while also trying to repair the damages you stupidity caused. You cursed yourself for your clumsiness, who knew how Albedo was going to react? He even told you not to go near this dumb table, you really should have listened to him... He was definitely going to notice what you did, so, you might as well try fixing them up while you could... That would hopefully make him a little less angry with you.

Stepping closer to the entrance you held the papers tightly to your chest as the strong wind almost knocked you over, but your determination was unwavering. You were going to fix this mess and that's final. With the few glimmers of light you finally looked at the contents of the papers, but instead of the usual notes that you were used to you were met with something much more... gruesome.

You shrieked as you threw the papers to the ground, but your eyes remained glued to them none the less. Icy chills coarsed through your veins as you looked at the images that were staring back at you, another scream threatening to break out.

On the ground was a drawing of a mutilated Albedo, with another Albedo that was standing above him with a bloody sword in his hand and a devilish sneer on his lips. The image itself was already disturbing, but it were the little details what caused you to freak out so much. The look of absolute fear in his eyes, the organs that were ripped apart from his stomach and were tossed so carelessly to the ground. His intestine decorated the bottom part of the page like grass as the Albedo above him held his weapon, his sneer forever engraved in your mind. You didn't even notice him holding a bloody heart in his other hand, the fist was high up in the air, like it was being shot up into the moon.

With shaky knees you crouched and took the papers in your hands and examined all of them. Some contained notes in a language which you could not decipher, the sharp penmanship made you woozy. Other pieces of parchment contained more drawings, each more disturbing than the last one. Human hearts, the general human anatomy, several scenes across Dragonspine were all drawn with a simple pencil but what stuck out the most were the portraits of Albedo, Sucrose and yourself. All of them were done with pristine detail, there was obvious care put into every little line. You sprinted towards the table, your anxiety skyrocketing beyond the roof, You moved everything around, hoping to find something that would explain the gory and eerie drawings but instead of answers you were met with even more questions - several pictures were hung up on the wall in front of you, all of them had Albedo as the center focus. It was him walking, eating, studying, drawing, sleeping, living...

It was beyond disturbing.

There were hundreds of little notes stuck and hidden in any corner of the table, all of which contained information about Albedo and his life. His height, his clothing, weight, everything was there. Your lungs felt like ice as you hyperventilated, your mind just couldn't comprehend what was going on. Why was he keeping so many methodical notes about himself, what was up with these sick drawings? Sick, there really was no other word to describe them. Repulsive, disgusting, sick, it was too much to handle.

To add more fuel to the fire, you suddenly felt a thin blade being pressed against your neck.

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[taintedbenevolence]

Self Aware! AU [MONDSTADT EDITION]

warnings! yandere content, obsessive, possessive and unhealthy behavior, implied / mentioned kidnapping, drugging, stalking, gaslighting, manipulation, non-consensual touch, toxic relationships, slightly religious themes/practices (?). Please do not interact/read if said themes bother you!

✦ series! genshin impact ✦ characters! Albedo, Diluc, Kaeya, Venti ✦ pairings! Separate per character ✦ category! yandere

✦ ALBEDO KREIDEPRINZ ✦

self-aware! albedo, who realizes quickly that he's in a game, finding it curious as to how he was created within such a vast game without his initial knowledge/awareness. self-aware! albedo, who finds it more intriguing when he hears your voice for the first time, realizing that there is another, external being watching him, observing what he does. self-aware! albedo, who finally realizes who controls the traveler, understanding now more what is going on the world in Tevyat. self-aware! albedo, who believes that you are the rightful god, the only one watching everything, the one whom he should worship and adore. self-aware! albedo, who becomes more and more enraptured by the concept of your existence, not caring if you are human or not in your physical constitution. self-aware! albedo, who slowly begins to fall for you, despite not having ever met you, praying to you the archons and heavens that one day he may be able to catch a glimpse of you. self-aware! albedo, who is convinced and determined that you are the only true perfection that must be pursued in this hopeless world destined to rot. self-aware! albedo, who slowly breaks his way out of the game, absolutely enamored at the sight of the real world - the only world he should've ever cared for - the one he was forbidden from entering. self-aware! albedo, who is determined to find you, you whom possessed that lovely voice that soothed and eased his mind. He will not rest until he finds you. self-aware! albedo, who when he finally finds you, only then believes that he's truly ever seen an angel. He won't allow you to leave, no matter how hard you try, for you are his beloved, his god. You are an enigmatic existence to him, and he must study you further. Surely, you understand?

✦ DILUC RAGNVINDR ✦

self-aware! diluc, who takes time before he finally grasps the concept and truth that he's merely a character encoded within a game. self-aware! diluc, who starts to hear your voice on occasion, now curious as to who you are, and why he can hear but not see you. self-aware! diluc, who becomes determined to find out who you are, and why he hears you so often yet can't find you. It irritates him. self-aware! diluc, who figures out that you must be an external presence, one outside of the game. He becomes obsessed in trying to get out. self-aware! diluc, who succeeds in escaping the game, even feeling unnerved at his own feelings that grow rapidly for every day that passes by. self-aware! diluc, who manages to find you, rather angry that you've concealed yourself from him, but satisfied that he's found you. self-aware! diluc, who ties you down to your own bed, arguing that you're safer where he can keep an eye on you, but also pondering if he should take you away to somewhere else where you won't be found. self-aware! diluc, who decides to act on such thoughts, one day bringing you to an unfamiliar place where he believes you'll be safe, tying you to the mattress located inside, trusting you'll be fine. self-aware! diluc, who holds you when he's tired, whispering sweet nothings to you, acting as if everything is just perfect, a fantasy, except that this time, it's real. This isn't a fanfiction scenario you read online somewhere - this time it's real, and the horror is sinking in. self-aware! diluc, who swears and vows to protect you with his life, regardless of what costs it may bring to him. You are his one and only, his newfound purpose, and he won't let you go so easily.

✦ KAEYA ALBERICH ✦

self-aware! kaeya, who is genuinely surprised when he finds out that he's just a set of codes, and well... he starts to find it almost funny how everything around him is really just not real. self-aware! kaeya, who realizes and accepts this reality. His joy, his life, what he felt, all that pain it was all just a sad joke, eh? To him, it almost feels like the world's been mocking him, yet he laughs at it, willing to entertain this sick reality. self-aware! kaeya, who makes indirect comments that insinuate the breaking of the fourth wall, to which grasp your attention, and quick. No characters had done this before, this is certainly something ... new. self-aware! kaeya, who comes home a bit more often than you thought he would, just showering you in some good luck and fortune that others won't be granted. You're happy, right? You should be. self-aware! kaeya, who doesn't let you take him off your party. Seriously? Who do you need other than him? Allow him to show you just what he can do - there's no reason for him to leave. self-aware! kaeya, who finds his way to the real world with ease, and (un)surprisingly enough, his first stop is the bar. Ah ... the money? Don't stress about that, sweetheart. self-aware! kaeya, who one day finds you at a bar, and offers you a drugged glass of wine. Oh, feeling a little tipsy, darling? Dizzy? Lightheaded? Nauseous? You look a little pale, what's with that look of shock on your face? Oh, worry not, Kaeya's here to help you out, so don't go making that face. self-aware! kaeya, who takes the liberty of kidnapping taking you to where he resides, bringing you to his basement as he ties you up to a chair. You'll be up and going right by his side soon enough, won't you? self-aware! kaeya, who will tease and make playful remarks of how unfortunate and terrible it is that you're all locked up with no one to help you. But oh! Don't worry! He'll be right by your side. Every. Waking. Moment. self-aware! kaeya, who delights as you plead him to let you go. He laughs. Free you? I'm afraid that request is out of the question. He wipes your tears with an eldritch smile, promising you that you'll learn to love this in time too.

✦ VENTI, BARBATOS ✦

self-aware! venti, who finds it amusing as he realizes that he's in a game. If anything, he thinks it's a new opportunity to mess with everything for his own entertainment. self-aware! venti, who'll send random letters to you, varying from good morning messages all the way to comments relating to what're your thoughts on your travels in Mondstadt, or if you like other nations more. self-aware! venti, who deliberately makes eye contact with you. Not the traveler. You. He knows that you're the one controlling the traveler. He wants to make you aware of that. self-aware! venti, who makes you aware that he's aware of the fact he's in a game. He'll tell you that he wants to see the outside world, craving to be free. self-aware! venti, who one day appears in your room, playing the lyre, and you're not sure if you're hallucinating or not. You exit, and come back, and he's gone. Are you seeing things? self-aware! venti, who sings to you lullabies while you sleep, the tune a sweet one with words even sweeter, just like the poison that is his love for you. self-aware! venti, who makes appearances every now and then in your life. Not too many, but sufficient to question what you're seeing. No one believes you when you tell them it's him. What're you talking about? Venti doesn't exist. Wake up. self-aware! venti, who makes anyone who bothers you vanish with ease. Did someone hurt you? Are they pissing you off? Do you not want them around? He hears a word and he's off already. self-aware! venti, who starts leaving you gifts with short letters, each written note more disturbing than the last. self-aware! venti, who at last kidnaps you, dragging you far and far away, stripping you of the very thing he symbolizes: freedom. He claims and sings to you how free and liberated your presence makes him feel, yet you cannot help but ponder as you silently weep: what does freedom truly mean, if demanded of you by a god?

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[iloveyouinred]

Albedo x Veterant Mountain Climber!Reader

𓇬♡ | Warning: NSFW, obsessive behavior, kidnaping, stalking, noncon, creampie, breeding, mention of pregnancy

𓇬♡ | Word Count: 1.5K

𓇬♡ | Notes:

*Track Point refers to the location along the mountain trail that being mark by reader on the map. This include camp and unique landscape that can be use as sign when climbing. (The only mountain i ever climb is the one in Genshin so..).

You should have come down the Dragonspine running the first time you notice his presence. Yet you were weighing your luck and started a bet with yourself. You were so close to the peak, and it takes you days to climb up the Dragonspine safely. Going down the mountain just because of your paranoia will take you days, and even more days to go back up again. So you were thinking, What if you finish the climbing and go down once you take a look at the peak of Dragonspine's greatview that you missed so dearly? The last time you saw it was years ago. What the worst that could happen really?

It was on one fine evening when you started to notice some other footstep on a trail you have passed. You never go back on your trail so if you didn't get lost and circled on the same spot that one time, you would never notice. You are nearing the peak of Dragonspine and you only notice now. It's impossible for someone to live in this secluded area of the mountain, and the trail was not familiar for other adventurers so whoever leaves a fresh footprint behind you must be either a lost adventurer or someone whose intent is to follow you. You are not sure why or how long this person has followed you, because you never once saw a fireplace being lit up in the area you ventured. Which is pretty strange remembering the fact that the Dragonspine chilly air only got more deadly in the night. And if you are not a pyro vision holder you would have died long time ago. So you are contemplating on how to confront this not so human figure that has been following you. Days you tried to set up some traps to lure the stalker out. Yet none of it seems to work. At some point you start to question yourself, was it really someone or was it your brain playing tricks on you? You get that once in a while, when venturing into areas with far too low temperature. So after a week of not sleeping properly, you finally give up for one night. After all, the pace of your movement has been slowed down just to set up some traps here and there, and lack of sleep is really taking a toll on you. So with one hit on your pillow you drifted off to the dreamland. Unaware of the man that is eyeing your sleeping figure. Admiring it as he always did for the past 5 years.

In the morning you wake up fully recharge. Your body feels warm, which is unusual, but it makes you move easier. You have a good feeling about today, so you set off early and start to climb to finish up the leftover trail, using your energy to its fullest. Soon before the sun fully set, you had reached the very peak of dragonspine. Taking in the beautiful view that you will not see again for several months or maybe years. By the time it's fully dark out, you have already climbed down some map track point. After all, the mountain peak might be pretty, but it was not the best place to set out a camp. You were planning to camp on the 3rd track point but uneasy feelings started to arise in your heart. So you continued climbing down the mountain. It was when you reached the 5th track point that you ran out of energy. With your breath running heavy and your feet start to grow numb. By that time the fear had fully worn off, being replaced with your tiredness. You can feel all parts of your body ache. It was understandable really. It would be weird if your body did not crash down already. Dwelling on your-not so much left-choices, you decided to build a simple tent to rest your body for the night. You were lying in your sleeping bag ready to black out when out of nowhere a hand wrapped around your neck. It was when you knew all of that sign and the bad feeling truly warned you of real things. But it was too late. As you struggled and choked on his hand, you caught a glimpse of what might be the most pretty face you had ever seen. Pale skin covered in deep red blush, a pair of sharp shappire bite down on you, and what seems to be fluffy blonde hair. A few strands of blonde hair fell on his face. Your tears flowed down your cheek before you lost consciousness.

Countless nights pass as you feel the sun rise once again by the cave entrance. Now he is bottoming you out. Shoving his length inside your gummy walls to meet your womb entrance, ignoring the bruises that start to appear by how many times your pussy being fucked. It's been what? Days? Weeks? You are unable to think clearly. And he won't let you. By how he always puts your head in the clouds. Sending your overly sensitive body to reach a chain of orgasm after orgasm. You were so full and he just seemed to never ran out of energy to fuck you just to fill you to the brim. Warmth that was never before given by the chilly mountain. And you are like a child eating sugar for the first time, the sin of feeling heaven on earth. That your mind cut short by yet another orgasm. You don't think you will get out of this cave alone or at least you must be pregnant with his kids, if only you ever get the chance to get out. He might not thinking the same thing, for he prefers to keep you by the warmth of his camp. Rather than seeing you running around the dangerous landscape, actively trying to kill yourself by overpushing your body pass its limit. Just like how you were that last night on the dragonspine peak. Climbing up in high fever and pushing yourself to go down another 7 track poin while your body has already trembled and stumbled along the snowy path. You did manage to build a simple camp, but with your condition that day. If he lets you sleep there you might as well join the Dragonspine frozen body collection.

You should be grateful. Now he won't let you experience that terrible cold anymore. If stuffing himself inside you as long as he can is the only way he will. Or he might just fuck you dumb so once he get you out of there, belly swollen with his kids, you will be the obedient mate of his. His little housewife that he keeps in a quiet village not far from Mondstadt. That will raise your kids and watch them grow while he stuffs you with another one. He will always make sure to fuck you days on end, and stuff you full so you will never forget and might as well start to crave the feeling of warmth he gives. Oh how he adores your face. Tears running down your cheeks as your mouth gasp open letting out some muffled moans through his finger that stuffed in there. Your eyes almost roll back to the back of your head by how good his length kissing your womb. Hand simultaneously rubbing your hard nipples. And how his soft kisses are raining on your face and neck. You would fool yourself into thinking he love you if not by the fact that you are being fuck into submission by him. Your body starts to gradually accept him, your legs hugging his waist and hand scratching his back. Taking another mind blowing orgasm as his cum filled your already stuffed womb. For the first time since he fuck you, he stop moving. Letting his length stay inside you as you swallow all his cum. You could feel your belly bloating by how overly filled your womb is. And you dont think your consciousness will hold on a bit longer, because once he slowly pulls all his length out leaving only its tip kissing your entrance, giving you a false hope on how he is stopping and letting your trembling body catch a rest for a bit. Only to slam it back in and start fucking you harder. You scream as the sudden high hits you before your body collapses. Trembling continuously as your consciousness drifts away.

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[quimichi]

. . . . ╰──╮MY GOOD BOY, RIGHT? ╭──╯ . . . .

Albedo x Creator!Reader

: ̗̀➛ "Look at you" you say, the smile that graced your face was audible for him to hear. Both teasing and adoring him for the view he gave you. On his knees, kneeling before the god he promised to forever worship. Your fingers gently run through his soft blond hair, scratching his scalp that led him to close his eyes of the pure ecstacy he feels from this touch alone.

: ̗̀➛ "All mine, right?" Yes, all yours, only yours. Thats what he thought in his head, but he couldn't from the words and let them out. You make him weak, he can only repeat those words you graced him with in his mind. Burning them into his memories to never forget how you breathed them to his face. He never felt so comfortable in someones presence, you feel like home, like a fireplace in a winter night. Nothing could ever compare to you, if someone dares to even say otherwise he will do anything to prove them wrong. He will work at your command, just say it. Albedo is hopelessly devoted to you.

: ̗̀➛ But all he could do now was nod, noding in such a desperate and pathetic way, so eager that if he would comprehend what he just did would embarrass him. You leave him no other choice but lose his mind in your presence alone. "My good boy" you coo, his cheeks turn red. Heart raching so strong in his chest hes afraid you will somehow hear, although he knows you couldn't. The words send shivers down his spine, your head scratches alone made him close to pass out, but now those words?

: ̗̀➛ He is your good boy, no one else's. You are aware of this, you never were so sure of something than this. But its just so much fun to play a little with your good boy...With shaky, unsteady movements Albedo crawls toward you and carefully he raises himself up from his knees. His hands are trembling, for just a few mere seconds hes above you, higher than you. The thought alone made his brain turn to mush. You look up at him expectantly, and slowly he sinks down onto your lap. Carefully not to position himself uncomfortably on your thighs.

: ̗̀➛ With the last bit of confidence he has left, he gently takes a hold of your hands and places them on his waist. You instantly start to softly massage the tender flesh of his waist, making him keep the whimper that threatnes to escape his mouth in. He swallows hard before he dares to look into your holy eyes, the eyes that stare back into his with high expectations. He feels small, he will be crushed under your gaze, "Yours...your good boy only, your grace"

A/n: I tried ok, but my english is eh and so is my writing, but the idea didn't came from me! This great idea came from chococolte ♡ obviously theyre better than me haha

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[mayullla]

Hello

I hope you're doing great and having a good day

May i request Albedo🍀🦋?

I hope i didnt miss anything

-thank you very much

Title: Momentary Paradise

Character(s): Albedo (Genshin Impact) Summary: He always had this dream of you long before he could even open his eyes. Your arms was like a paradise to him in those moments but he wanted it to be forever. Warnings/tags: Yandere themes, fem!reader, reader is 'similar' to Albedo~

[ - A little present~! Event - Closed - ]

Albedo always had this dream that never left his mind. It was long before he was able to open his eyes and see the world and walk with two feet.

When he was still inside a vial sleeping ever so soundly.

Was it a dream or not he wasn't sure, sometimes he would dream of it again, when he was so tired after a long day's work or when he felt the world was too heavy for him to burden. Your voice was soft and gentle, hands holding him ever so gently. The soft warmth that wrapped around him, he could not forget.

It was a kind of momentary paradise for him. As every day he hoped to see you again as he close his eyes, disappointed when he wasn't able to and the sun rise.

Yet with each passing day, his dreams become blurry of you. Each day he feels like a small detail fades to nothing, a blurred mess that he didn't want it to be. He never forgot, yet the fear of forgetting made him scared as he wondered if he did. Your eyes were clear in his mind yet at the same time so hard to grasp.

He remembers each and every single detail of what you look like, shown on the portrait he was slowly painting as if to put every single detail of you within it. To case it that he might forget, that these thoughts would one time eat him alive.

Every strand of hair, eyelash, the memories of your eyes and your skin were still vivid in his mind. The warm touch of your care. Patiently he painted every single detail but inside his heart he was impatient. His creator Gold didn't know who you were, raising her eyebrow in interest at his words when he told you who you were.

Pausing he took a step back to admire his work. He could not help but feel a little disappointed as he looked at the drawing. What oil paint could not make was natural heat, what it could not make was movement nor could it make sounds.

Not yours.

Instead of continuing tho, he placed his paintbrush down cleaning his hand from the paint and chalk. He heard the sounds of the steps and voices familiar to him one that belonged to the soft-spoken Sucrose and the high pitch Paimon. He assumed that the traveler was there too as they and Paimon were almost never apart.

"Albedo we are back from our travel! We also ran into Sucrose while heading up the mountain." The high-pitched voice of Paimon called out his name. Glancing at the portrait for a moment he left the room to greet the visitors and who he considers as friends.

"Albedo here are the materials that you asked for! Paimon and Traveller had a hard time finding half of this stuff so the pay better be good." Paimons placed her hands on her waist, with a pout narrowing her eyes at him.

"I don't know how you managed to find out where so many of these materials are and how to find them otherwise the traveler and I would be running in circles getting nothing done."

Albedo greeted the traveler taking the bag that he had asked them to store the ingredients when they found them. What was once light and with empty compartments now was heavy. Checking if they have found everything that he asked he looked at Paimon and smiled at her.

"Do not worry Paimon. I made sure to pay extra for all your troubles." Albedo chuckled as he watched Paimon perk up, her eyes excited.

"You better! After traveling the desert and climbing the highest mountains I want to eat the most delicious food of all of Teyvat now! I want to eat sweet madame, chicken-mushroom skewer, and fisherman's toast!" Paimon nodded smiling happily at the thought of the money that would soon be used to fill her stomach. While the traveller could not help but sigh at her antics still a small smile on their lips as they tease their little companion.

Albedo chuckled, grabbing a bag filled with mora he handed them their commission fee. "Thanks again for procuring this for me. With this, my experiment would be able to make some progress." Albedo told them.

Paimon tilts her head at what he said, curious as to why he would need such rare materials for research "If you don't mind me asking. What are you experimenting to need so many rare materials?" Paimon asked leaning a little more forward.

"Hmmm, I am afraid that I can't say. This is rather personal for me so it would be hard to say. Sorry, Paimon." Albedo apologized, to which Paimon quickly waved her hands "Don't worry about it, I was just curious that is all. If you don't wanna say anything, you don't have to!" Paimon told him, waving her hand at him.

After some tea and catching up the traveler and Paimon started to head down the mountain not before offering Albedo if he wanted to join them. "You sure you don't want to join us? We are gonna eat a ton of delicious food, join us! More the merrier!" Paimon flew a little higher excited at the thought of food again (the snacks were nice but not enough for her) but Albedo shook his head.

"Thank Paimon, but with the materials now here I want to get everything started."

"All right, well see yeah Albedo! Message us when you need help again or just wanna hang out!"

Albedo watched them head down the mountain till he could no longer see them before he started heading up the mountain with the materials on hand, a narrow and dangerous road he walked higher and higher up the mountain till he reached a small cave that no one knows about...

... all except him.

Walking in he walked towards a blank wall, he moved steps that he had memorized a long time ago and at the last step, pulling a lever hidden behind a wall of ice the wall groaned and rumbled. What was once a wall now showed a pathway.

After waiting for a little while when all the rumbling stopped Albedo walked in before the wall closed again. Walking in the dark, the place brightened by the flickers of torches. He reached deep within the cave, and there stand a woman silently sleeping in a casket.

Surrounded her were flowers that wither slower than normal flowers, reaching the casket Albedo examined the flowers before placing the bag of materials that he had gotten from the traveler and Paimon. "I should change the flowers soon, they are starting to brown around the edges."

Walking closer he looked at you, your eyes closed as if you were really sleeping.

However, there was no pulse. There was no movement.

You looked like a timeless doll, beautiful and fragile, so well taken care of. Raising his hand he touched your face cold as ice. "I am back..." Abedo whispered softly, examining your skin... even cold looked real.

"I was finally able to acquire all the remaining materials needed." Albedo continued to whisper softly, softly rubbing your cheek and slipping his hand down to your neck where there was a yellow diamond just like his on the center of your neck.

Just a little bit more, and you would finally wake up and all the experiments he had done for years would be worth it. Just a little bit more and you would look at him with those lovely eyes and laugh in that soft gentle voice in his arms.

This time you and he would be together forever instead of a short paradise.

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[ddarker-dreams]

Fortune Favors the Bold. Yan Albedo x Reader

Warnings: Yandere themes and unhealthy relationships. Word count: 1.5k. 

Mona had seen many futures in her time.

Thus was the nature of the path she’d chosen for her life — to peek behind the curtain and see fate’s inner workings. Though the costumes were still being smoothed out and each actor was still memorizing their lines, Mona knew that they’d all take to the stage in time. She was privy to each plot twist before the audience could even take their seats.

These futures she’d scry played out in all manners of genres. Absurd, comical, tragedies; she sat in the front row for dress rehearsal. A critic granted an early access review to relay to those outside the venue, the tickets they clutch in their hands sometimes not valid for years or decades to come.

She never changed the content of what she’d seen in her visions. To do so was frowned upon. Still, she was taught to regale her eager listeners with flowery language so that they may sift through and find meaning in the fortunes themselves.

“You will soon be faced with a difficult decision with which no answer shall satisfy.”

(The young man would be asked whose life he’d rather save — his wife in excruciating labor, or their unborn child).

“Not every flower that wilts will lose its place in the garden.”

(This girl, who is counting on thriving off her sick father’s inheritance, will be disappointed to learn he will soon recover and live another decade).

“The treasures you hide might see the light of day before you are ready.”

(The jewelry this sailor buried would be found by treasure hoarders if not moved in a week’s time).

Mona never cared for this method and hadn’t utilized it since her first days as a student. Sure, it might sound better, but what good will it do? She doesn’t soften her words and says everything as it is. While she undoubtedly would be more popular by diluting her fortunes with niceties, her pride wouldn’t allow for it. To do this is an insult to her craft and the person seeking her guidance.

This black and white distinction kept the astrologer grounded when she was forced to carry the burden of certain unfortunate souls’ destitute futures.

Until now.

Until you.

It doesn’t matter that today is a fair, sunny day — chills envelop Mona’s body and her blood runs cold. The vessels are frozen solid and so is her tongue. Her fingers twitch, spinning the crystalline reflection of your constellation. She’ll do another reading. Klee is keeping you occupied by running amuck, you won’t even notice if she double-checks to ensure everything is in order.

Mona knows she doesn’t make mistakes.

But oh, how she wishes there was some glaring error to explain away what she had witnessed.

Your voice mixes into a fit of giggles from the young Spark Knight, who you lift and spin in the air. She thinks you’re saying something, calling out to ask if the astrologer requires more time, but her senses are so in tune with her work that the outside world fades away. Grass crunches beneath yours and Klee’s feet as you approach her.

Mona runs through a mental checklist once more.

The weather is perfect for scrying, with not a single cloud in the expansive sky. The stars thrum with energy, promising to whisper secrets untold to those whose ears are trained to listen. She takes a deep breath. Sweat perspiring on her forehead drips down, and her fingers tremble ever so slightly as she sets the finishing touches in place.

Her pupils dilate.

There were no flaws in my calculations, she thinks. This… this is really the fate that awaits [First]—?

“Ah! It’s big bro!”

Mona releases the water she’s holding in an instant, droplets falling to the ground and wetting the grass. She almost regrets it, as she hasn’t the slightest clue what to do with her hands, condemned to standing awkwardly while you both greet the newest actor to the scene. It’s a small mercy that your attention was stolen away from her. Knowing you, you’d ask if she was feeling alright. Perhaps jokingly ask if she’d seen a ghost.

If only.

“I apologize for being late,” a voice resounds. The Chief Alchemist of the Knights of Favonius — Albedo. Mona forces herself to turn around as it would be impolite not to. His eyes aren’t on her, however, they’re on you. “Although, it looks like you found a way to pass the time.”

The trio’s attention is now entirely hers. It’s her posture she corrects first, realizing it’s reminiscent of the stance she takes when fighting. Her hands long to summon her catalyst. To douse the wolf hiding in sheep’s clothing with scalding liquid, so that his true nature might be revealed. She almost does just that when he sneaks an arm around your waist.

Her eyes dart around. Starting at the intrusive limb, your sheepish body language, Albedo’s seemingly unblinking stare, then settling on an ecstatic Klee who jumps up and down.

She takes the closest thing she can get to a deep breath. Mona knows she can’t force such a traumatic sight onto a child. From the esoteric knowledge permeating in her brain, she also doubts any attack from her would seriously injure that ‘man’.

How do you kill that which does not live?

That’s an uncomfortable silence in the air that you, in all your good intentions, attempt to alleviate.

“Mona was just telling my fortune,” you explain. This manages to stir Albedo’s interest. “I’m kinda nervous, actually. I wonder what’s in my future…?”

“I know, I know!” Klee raises her hand. “Big bro is gonna marry you and I’m gonna have looooots of nices and nephews to play with!”

“You mean nieces, Klee,” Albedo corrects in a soft voice, while you cover your face with your hands. Mona laughs — (did that sound as forced as it felt)? — thinking it the most natural thing to do. Albedo’s eyes still haven’t left her. It's the longest she’s seen him pay attention to anyone else while you’re also present.

Every soul living in Mondstadt knew of Albedo’s affection for you. The seemingly indifferent Alchemist who couldn’t be bothered when it came to social niceties took extra care in winning you over, cementing your place by his side. Mona always found it a peculiar match. Giving both your constellations a precursory glance, she saw how incompatible they were. And still, they were forced together, like two pieces of a puzzle that wouldn’t mesh.

“Did you need more time, Mona? I hope we didn’t interrupt your hard work,” you frown.

“No, er, I mean,” she exhales sharply through her nose, finding the art of forming basic words a most trying task, “Consulting the stars is not always a task that acquiesces to our whims. Fate can be fickle, at times. Blurry.”

You blink.

“My future is… blurry?” You look to Albedo, who is proficient at putting fanciful phrases into layman's terms should you be the one who asks. “Is that bad?”

“I believe it could mean a few things. Think of it like a hallway with multiple doors. You have a key that opens not just one, but multiple of the locks on each. It’s up to you to decide which you’ll enter,” he explains. He’s so convincing in his speech that Mona almost believes him herself.

“Oh, I think I see,” you draw the initial syllable out, then nod. “So it isn’t set in stone?”

“It’s merely a theory on my part. I’m not the expert here.”

You gaze at her with bright, shining eyes, awaiting confirmation. She knows she shouldn’t give it. Would that make her complicit too? While this part of the conversation was taking place, Klee occupied her attention elsewhere, playing with her favorite doll Dodoco. This would be the most opportune moment. Mona could give some type of warning, steer you gently in a direction away from the individual whose plans for you promised nothing but anguish, all for the sake of his gain.

It’s her sworn duty. She must, she will—

He raises his arm.

It’s slow, measured. A display of unrivaled composure. Though she senses no violent intent, she can’t help but take a step back, ready to flee at the first sign of danger. Propriety is completely disregarded on her behalf in the wake of what could happen. Everything hinges on what he does next. He knows. He knows that she knows. 

This is a curtain she should’ve never looked past.

With neither you nor Klee paying attention to his countenance, he’s able to get across his intent crystal clear.

He presses a lone finger to his lips and keeps it there, eyes swirling with darkness, thicker than a miasma and just as suffocating. 

This is his message, she thinks. Or, to be more specific, his warning.

“Ahem… the night sky has revealed a great many possibilities to me. It is a wheel of fortune with many promising prizes to land on should you give it a spin… an... arrow you must fire off into the dark to see what it shall hit...”

(His love is a curse no blessing from any god on this side of Celestia can be rid of).

Mona had seen many futures in her time.

However, not a single one came close to the nightmare she saw in yours.

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[linkemon]

Yandere headcanons 1

Friendly reminder that English is not my first language. You can check my Masterlists both in English and Polish here.

Albedo (Susbedo)

✧ After he took over the role of his brother, he would put his plan to win you over. He would gradually isolate you from the people in Mondstadt and would spread rumors about you among the townspeople, friends and family. No one would even suspect that they came from him.

✧ You would start avoiding others, not wanting to hear so many bad things about yourself. And Albedo would graciously offer you to go with him to the mountains to Dragonspine. You would spend time together there. Little did you know that saying you didn't actually want to come back and would rather stay there with him forever would have far-reaching consequences.

✧ He would offer you a potion he made that would knock you unconscious. You would wake up in a kind of cave, with no way out, a grate separating you from the snowy world. He would visit you regularly, saying he would release you in a while. Once he's got rid of the people in Mondstadt by sending a big snowstorm down on them all, you'll have plenty of time to yourself...

Zhongli

✧ There's a very good chance you'd have met him when he was still Morax. As a lesser goddess, you would easily accept his offer of protection, terrified of the fate of your people during the war, not quite knowing what you were getting yourself into. You would move in with him and for quite some time, everyone would slowly get back on their feet. After a while, the villagers would want to return to their old lands, and naturally you thought you'd go with them.

✧ You can be sure that Zhongli would abuse his power as long as you stayed with him. He is very intelligent and a great manipulator. He would convince you that your people don't need you at all and you would only limit their development. He would also said that you deserve rest. And you would naively believe him.

✧ He would do his best to maintain the appearance of a stoic, elegant, and strong man around you. There is no mistake. If anyone in the village even spoke ill of him, he would get rid of them. He knows many ways to do so.

✧ He treats you like his queen. Whatever you want, you'll get. Apart from freedom, but you don't even think about leaving him. If you ever asked him to conquer Celestia, he would seriously consider the offer. But he knows you'll never do it. He's tempted though because you'd sit with him and no one would ever take you away from him.

Kokomi

✧ Her sweetness would fool you. Kokomi would be lovely from your first meeting. Quiet, kind and gentle. That's how you would describe it, because that's how it would seem to you and others in the resistance. You have no idea that there would be another face behind all this.

✧ She would be jealous. Seeing you with anyone would make her furious. Gorou would get hit many times in these moments and if you only met him, he would lie that it was after the battle with the Raiden Shogun soldiers. It would happen quite often that she would have him follow you. He would obey her blindly and do so without hesitation.

✧ A priestess wouldn't like getting her hands dirty. She would hire people to do the dirty work for her. She would try to get rid of the candidates in various ways. She would find their other halves or intimidate them. She would only do the worst if she had to. But she wouldn't hesitate and leave no trace. She would make sure everything went her way and you never found out the truth. She'd even run a fake investigation to convince you that you wouldn't find anything.

✧ She would love it if you came to complain to her. Like when your friend "unexpectedly" died. She would put your head in her lap, humming a song softly. You wouldn't be able to see her faint smug smile...

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[karmic-toast]

☆THE CREATOR!?★

Next >> First>>

Warnings: None

You never imagined someone could look so similar to you. It was looking directly into a mirror, but somehow it felt different. She radiated confidence you could never have.

“Are you the creator?” you whisper. Something told you that she wasn’t, and the way she shook her head confirmed your suspicions.

“Creator as in the ancient god that created Teyvat and stuff? No. I thought you were… never mind. I’m Y/n L/n nice to meet you.” She sticks out a hand towards you. 

“I’m- my name is Y/n L/n too.” you reply.

She smiles. “I guess we share more than our looks.” then her eyes drop down to Kaeya.

“I shouldn’t have kicked him that hard. Oh well, I’ll go drop his body off near the bridge. That’ll teach them Mondstadter’s to not mess with us.”

“Wait!” you tell her. You had so many questions. Where was she from? Why was she here? “If you’re not the creator then who are you?” You chose to go with.

She side eyes you as she was busy hauling Kaeya on her shoulder.

“I got Isekai’d here. Just like you, but I have no idea why we look like each other. Maybe alternate universe stuff?” She starts shuffling off in the direction you came from. “If you go further, Razor and Bennett will be there, make sure you introduce yourself though!” then just like that, she leaves you there.

Eventually, you take her advice and head deeper into the forest.

True to her word, there stood the two boys.

“Y/n? You’re back already?” you hear Bennett say. His signature band-aide on his nose looked so adorable!

“Y/n?” Razor repeats hesitantly.

“I’m not… well I am but. Uhm I’m Y/n but different from the one you know.” you try explaining.

“Huh?” Bennett scratches his head.

“Razor knows.” Razor says while sniffing the air. “You smell… different. You are the one Razor met first.”

“You understand what she’s saying?” Bennett asked Razor.

“Yes. Razor was bringing her to Mondstadt. Then Razor got hungry. So Razor went hunting. Then Razor saw Y/n running.” He explains.

“Well then where is-” 

“Right here benny boy!” She appears from no where.

You and Razor jump in surprise. That girl was good at sneaking around. Bennett’s eyes looked like they were going to pop out as they traveled to you then her.

“Yeah we look alike. On to the next subject.” The girl said leaving Bennett to wonder on his own. “We have to convince more people to be on our side. I don’t know if there being the two of us will strengthen our point, but we have to try.”

“I was thinking of either Albedo or Diluc.” you present your thoughts from earlier.

“Albedo and Diluc… maybe not Diluc since I just beat up his brother. And Dragonspine makes it harder for the knights to follow us.” Y/n says.

“You beat up Kaeya?!” Bennett exclaims, and he only receives a sly smile from her.

“Razor won’t go. Don’t like cold.” Razor speaks up.

“Don’t worry Razor, we’ll probably take Bennett. His element would be really helpful in that snow-cursed place.”

“Y-you’d really take me?” a smile grows on Bennett’s face.

“Of course.”

“Oh I thought you wouldn’t take me because of my bad luck.”

“I don’t believe in luck. Only hard work.”

“Then I’ll try my best!”

“Guys.” you interrupt their little pep talk. “What if Albedo doesn’t believe us?”

“There’s always Rubedo.” Y/n gives you a wink.

“Huh? Who’s Rubedo?” Bennett asks as you stare in disbelief.

This girl definitely knew more than she let off.

Masterlist

#genshin impact #y/n #fluff #angst #yandere #genshin sagau #sagau cult au #sagau #self aware genshin #genshin cult au #sagau x reader #genshin impact sagau #albedo kreideprinz #bennett #razor

[cherry-colored-petals]

" Bloody Mary. "

A little songfic that's inspired by the same name, featuring Albedo... Or is it him?

Synopsis: Maybe you shouldn't have caught his attention... Or investigated what he meant from the cryptic story he told you.

C.W.: Spoilers to Albedo's second Dragonspine event, death and being trapped. If you squint, you can see yandere vibes here (gender neutral pronouns for reader <3!)

You shouldn't have came to Dragonspine.

You should have thought better when Albedo warned you not to come back to Dragonspine again, and especially after all that had happened during the impostor situation.

You should have thought better when he told you about his story with the previous creations like him in the guise of it being three roses being differentiated by a gardener.

You should have thought better when you saw that look on his face that it wouldn't do any good if you investigated, and even down to the lack of the star on his neck.

And yet you still came to Dragonspine.

It feels like a curse when you decided to come back here again, you noted. Although the place hadn't changed much from it reminding you of a snowy wonderland, you noted that the atmosphere is tense. The stillness of this place was the one you caught on when you came— unlike the atmosphere that you were used to like the ones in the Chasm or even in Inazuma, Dragonspine felt the eerie chill when it comes to its surroundings.

And it unnerved you to no end.

As you trudged on to the Frostbearing Tree, you couldn't help but notice the lack of hilichurls and lawachurls around the place. You would've caught sight of them here usually, but seeing no one around was concerning.

Maybe they were killed by one of the adventurers...?

Or maybe it was something worse than that?

When you were sure you'd be warm enough to travel onwards, you left the tree be and continued on the path, taking note of the absence of the Fatui soldiers and the treasure hoarders. It's strange, seeing that they aren't present in such a hostile environment, though you chalked it up to them having business elsewhere.

You knew the Fatui members were still around somewhere. It's not like they'd c̸̛̮̥̫͕̻̯̝̻̝̻̘̻̈́̄̋̈́͆̔̾̅̈́͑̐͜͝͝e̶̢̻̱̪̦̬͇̗͈̱̒͑̎̎͒͐̃͘ą̴̛̯͙͕̼̼̯̟̼̞̀̿̈́̐͐͋̇̕̕͝s̴͇̬̬̄͊̓́̔͒͂̌͌̎͝͝͠ȩ̸̭͔̱̅̐̌̃͑̈́ ̴͚͙̫̓́̈̇͠ţ̶̡̧̢̨͇̪̱̱͈̬̟̦̩̯̀ơ̷̧̬̤͍̩̦̝̺͛̉̓͋̇̏̃̽̄͜ ̵̨̳̜̓̿̂̽̊͒ͅè̶̟̈́͜x̶̛̪̼̬͓́̄̂͋͒̍̈́͝i̶͔͉̠̱̮̜̜͍̗̥̾̋̑̃̂͊̀̈́̒̆̀̓ş̴̡̣̖̫͓͙̭̝̘̬̒́͑̐͊̋͠t̵̡̨͎͎̤̹̞̦̭͇͍͎̯́̽̔͛̄̈́͜ leave such a place, right? Right.

Heading up to the bridge, you noticed the fallen machinery on the side and you felt like your gut is telling you to leave. The atmosphere had gotten tenser and tenser upon seeing that they looked dismantled; broken and ripped apart into multiple pieces. You couldn't help but shiver, but you don't know if its from the cold or something else.

What happened here, exactly?

The trek upward took a bit longer than you expected as you kept an eye on what goes on around you. The sight of the absence of the enemies, the broken machinery, and the increased chill you've felt the higher you went...

It didn't help that the statues you saw of Barbatos seem... Snowed in. You couldn't even go up to it to pray for its blessings, for it felt like ice when you dare to touch it— and you had to pull your hand away when you felt it.

Something is definitely wrong here, and you don't know what to make of it.

The only plausible option you have left was to get to Albedo at this point. You had no options left, and in your mind, you had to consult the alchemist about what is happening and the changes you've seen here.

And so you went off, not knowing the fate that will soon befall you.

The journey took a long, long while for you to overcome.

You had to take note of everything that had happened in this place: the lack of enemies around you, the abandoned campsites with journals left for you to read what had happened to them, and even strays of evidence that would lead you to new areas that you never got to before.

Even after you reached Albedo's camp, you would find that it was deserted. Save for how it looked like it was the same as you saw it before, the man of the hour is not present.

And that's what makes it worrying.

You did spot a note that was left on the desk, though— placed on top of the warming potions and an unfinished sketch on the paper. Walking over, you took the note and began to read what it says.

[ I must set things right.

I need to clear out the scene and see to it that he won't appear again. ]

And... That was it.

You couldn't help but contemplate what he wrote. What did he mean he had to set it right? Did he thought that the impostor would return and needed to make sure he was gone? Was he aware of what is happening here?

You have so much to ask of him, of what he truly meant, but... Perhaps you should look for him.

Judging by what he wrote, you had a clear idea on where he'd go. It was the only place you knew by heart that he'd go first— after all, it was where they confronted the impostor and fought him.

All you had to do was be prepared for the worst when you get there.

... Which comes down to where you are today.

You could feel your limbs stuck in place as the ice began to gnaw at it, and try as you might, you wouldn't be able to free yourself from it.

You could feel the ice and snow nipping at your limbs as the man you sought out for walk closer and closer to you. His blade was coated in blood, glowing a bright purple with the eye gazing at you with intentions best left unknown. Though, the biggest shock you have was the sight of the alchemist.

...

And especially the lack of the star on his neck.

Upon seeing that you noticed it, he couldn't help but smile and walk over, sheathing the sword aside to crouch down to your level. You felt your body quiver and shake when he raised his hand to hold your chin.

Ç̵̫̣̪̪̰̫̤̩̏̑̈̈́̄͛̽̈̓̓u̶̡͎̻̜̩͕͚͓͓̲̥͍̫͉̔̑t̴͙͎͍̱̹̞͇̬͗͑̆̓̂̂̓̏͐̃̔͛̈́̾̕ͅȩ̴͎̞̗̻͈̘̖̟̉́͜ͅ.̸̧̢̱̙͓̬̤̘̲̟̻̫̱͉̀̿̒͑̽̇̓̈́̓͌̅̽̀͜͝

"A- Albedo—" you muttered, your arms trying to move to get away from the trap you were in. Please, I have to get out. I have to get to somewhere safe and away—

"Please— let me go, I- I'm freezing here."

"Let you go?" the alchemist repeated, his smile widening even more as he kept a tight grip on your chin. "I'm afraid I can't— no, I won't help you, my dearest."

He... Won't?

"Who's to say you'll leave me when you get out, hm? It'd be a shame if I lose you now," he continued, his other hand simply moving over to brush to strands of your hair and gently sifting through it. "And I refuse to believe that you wouldn't tell the others about this."

... Ah. Touche.

"Although, seeing you like this... I suppose I pity you for how you look before me," he concluded, his eyes glowing as he tightened his grip once more. "Even if you knew not to find him."

...

Wait-

"Haha~ you just noticed now, hm?" 'Albedo'— no, Subject 2— asked, his tone mocking as he drank in the look of shock on your face. "All this time, the man that you thought you were going to meet isn't even there anymore. I thought you of all people would notice, but it seems that you hadn't. Such a shame."

You still tried to struggle as he continued to speak, though that was only met with the ice gnawing more and more on their body. He couldn't help but let out a laugh, seeing how desperate you are.

Pathetic, isn't it?

"Relax, dear. I don't plan on prolonging my torment onto you," he said, leaning closer to eye the condition you're in. "On the contrary, I plan to keep you here... At least, frozen in time."

"W... What do you mean?"

For a moment, the latter paused, before chuckling.

"What do I mean? My dear, you fascinate me. I believe what I mean is that you... Have my interest."

His gloved finger simply traced your chin before it raised up to cup your cheek. His eyes seem to soften watching you, almost... Pondering over something with the state you were in.

"It is, admittedly, my first to have someone catch my eye. You are one of the few I can say that isn't... Tedious to be with, even after all that we've endured. That I endured."

As he spoke, his smile fell to a snarl, clearly displeased.

"It took me so, so long to be able to get you fair and square... If it wasn't for him, I would've got you long ago with less lethal methods," he continued, huffing. "Although, I suppose I understood why he never gave in and let you go from his clutches. In its own right, we are all flawed with how we were made."

To prove his point, he lowered his hand and simply placed it on your arms. Although it had been stuck due to the ice, he still traced it like he can still feel the skin under the cold.

"We may be gifted with the knowledge of alchemy, but we are not as fortunate to learn about the concepts of love. We had not even experienced how it truly feels to be loved unconditionally, and especially romantically."

... Oh. Now you can understand what he meant. Although...

"But I suppose I will take this for what it is," he concluded, the ice slowly gnawing and reaching up more and more to your body. "After all, you would surely reject me if I were to let you go now. I should have expected this."

As the subject stood up, he looked into your eyes with a blank look on his face. Although, it didn't took long until a smile stretched his lips.

And the next thing you felt was something cold and sharp hitting your back.

...

Cough. Cough.

Blood.

Blood is the next thing your blurry vision can see.

You can feel your body shiver more as the ice shard from behind seem to dig into your body more and more, the chilliness of the abandoned mountain being amplified by ten the longer you were stuck there.

And in a fleeting moment, you opened your lips to speak one more time.

"Please... Let me go..."

And for a single moment, he leaned back to seal his lips with yours in a fleeting kiss of goodbye...

... As the ice simply ate your form alive, now forever keeping you stuck in place and showing the face you have made in your death.

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[theinnerunderrain]

Picture Perfect [Yan!Albedo x Fem!Reader]

Warnings: Yandere themes, overprotective Albedo, suggestions of isolation, infantilization, timid reader, suggestions of synthetic creations and bioethics.

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He figured that granting you the opportunity to explore your artistic side would be a fantastic educational opportunity. In addition to providing you with an activity to do, it would also be excellent to strengthen your general abilities and learn about the practical sketching methods. It appears that you have been in a terrible mood lately, perhaps as a result of him restricting limitations for roaming outdoors owing to the recent cold and threatening weather. But he was simply being considerate of your physical health, the last thing Albedo wanted was for you to catch a cold and be bedridden for a few days. Or worst case scenarios, it would be for you to somehow slip down a few patches of snow, tumbling to some sort of severe injury or perhaps even to your demise.

So there you are, perched a few feet from Albedo, with a sketchbook and a pencil in your fingers, prepared to scribble away. You attempted to sketch the man's contour by beginning with light, airy outlines and gradually adding detail in an effort to adequately reflect the expression on his face.

Even though you didn't want to admit it, it was exceedingly pleasant to be able to hold a pencil, which reminded you of the days when you used to sit outdoors in the sunlight and draw for a few hours. You ponder whether Albedo had made the initial suggestion because he knew about this small pastime of yours. Naturally, you won't mention that you are appreciative of his generosity since you do not want to feed the flame and encourage him to feel good about himself.

Of course, you won't get to enjoy this pleasure very frequently, so it's best to enjoy it now rather than later.

You briefly avert your focus from the picture in order to have a closer look at the young man and attempt to effectively convey the shape of his eyes. But as soon as your eyes land on his face, your gaze immediately shifts away, and you're astonished to see that he was also fixated attentively on you. His cyan eyes probed into your figure, making you doubt if you were the intended subject or if he was.

But you've always felt small and insignificant within Albedo's presence, despite the fact that the majority considered the man to be a kind character. He wasn't particularly imposing, although you weren't certain if the unwavering gaze in his eyes was one of affection or if it represented something more...sinister, something that merely considered you as a lab rat, one that he could manipulate to his will.

Or perhaps that's something that only Albedo could fully comprehend, or maybe even he didn't fully understand himself?

"Would you like me to change positions? I understand that sketching someone from a different vantage point can assist you to better understand their facial characteristics."

Perhaps the effectiveness of this practice was greater than he had first believed.

Albedo intended to be able to spend quality time with you, and since you shared some of his interests in painting, he wanted you to have a place where you could express your creativity. Why not make that interest a part of a joint activity that you can do?

You jerked out of your reverie as Albedo abruptly spoke. Once more straying from the image, your eyes finally came to rest just above his neck, too embarrassed to meet his eyes.

"N-No…. It's alright I wasn't thinking straight."

You whispered faintly before starting back up your work on the image, attempting to get rid of the unpleasant feeling within your chest as Albedo's eye bore hard into your frame.

Ah, yes. Albedo observed how your cheeks would turn a slight crimson anytime you were forced to look into his eyes, which signaled to him that you were a touch uneasy. The look would only linger for a little amount of time before returning to your sketch, possibly in an effort to capitalise on your embarrassment?

You were as enthralling as he had envisioned, perhaps even more so than he had thought. Your habit of biting your lips—possibly an instinctive action to help you concentrate on your work more effectively, was rather more indulging than he anticipated. Or the way your hands would scrawl frantically in the shadows to the picture as your eyes would squint momentarily at it, trying to make it just right.

How fascinating.

The following time, perhaps he ought to select objects that necessitate more physical exertion? It goes without saying that the purpose of this study is to observe how you react to different aspects of a situation, not for any other strange reasons. But he cannot help but envision what you'd appear like if you were stunned or perhaps even fearful. Although he isn't the most amorous individual, he is welcome to your affections and would be more than ready to give you a bit of a nudge if it meant you'd be more so.

He is, nevertheless, very happy with the current circumstances. Being befuddled and pleased that you were drawing him and making an attempt to offer him something. You probably won't know this for a while but Albedo would likely keep your sketch of him in an extremely secure place, almost like a parent securing their child's first drawing in a picture frame except yours is hidden from hindsight. You're not given that many opportunities to create something for him, although it is mainly his idea, so the idea of keeping something that you made, felt rather exciting to him.

Albedo values each and every invention you produce, thus he will treasure it tremendously. Even though he would certainly chastise you in some way, he would be somewhat amused if you wrote a poem expressing how much you loathe him.

You should appreciate and value all you produce, and he should plunder all he creates.

Thus, it makes perfect sense that he would hold you in great reverence as his most essential creation.

His greatest creation.

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[silaswritesthings]

The artist

Summary: Albedo was an artist and you were his newest inspiration.

Starring: Albedo, gender unspecified reader

Genre: Yandere themed, stalking, art, music, obsession

Warnings: There’s going to be implied kidnapping, stalking, obsessive behavior and basically things associated with a Yandere themed story. There’s no sexual content.

Author’s note: I’m actually quite curious about how this will turn out because I’ve never posted anything like this before. Likes, comments, reblogs and feedback will be greatly appreciated!

Word count: 935

Albedo was an excellent artist and as a product of an aristocratic background that glorified the art of creation, it was only natural that he would excel in it and many people praised him for it. All bards who knew of his name would sing praises of his artistic expertise but on the contrary, Albedo prided himself for being an expert on you.

When Albedo first attended one of your shows held by your father, the king of Mondstat, he was mesmerised by the way you played your violin as if you were made for the sole purpose of playing it. You never failed to enchant everyone who attended your shows and Albedo believed you secretly played for him and him alone. Why else would you create something so beautiful it rivalled his own work? You obviously seeked to grasp his attention and you did just that. He was a moth drawn to a flame and he wanted- needed this flame to consume him.

He attended each and every one of your shows and he had the urge to capture your songs in a painting for him to admire over and over again, but not even his art could recreate the essence of your music. He wanted to keep you in a glass jar so you may play for him forever. He wanted to take care of you like a fragile yet priceless sculpture of his own design and in return you would haunt him with those melodies you played so carelessly for anyone who cared to listen.

Despite his fixation at first sight, he didn’t word his thoughts on you to you or to anyone. He admired everything about you from afar instead. Everything from your music that echoed through the halls of the national music theatre during your practice sessions, which he never failed to attend each time beyond your knowledge, to the way you tread through the palace gardens (those royal guards were so easy to bribe). You were a form of artistic expression to Albedo and every second he spent observing you, as one would any form of artistic inspiration he would would reason with himself, would culture his growing obsession on having you as his own possession.

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After weeks of observing you, and archons did he enjoy every moment to death, Albedo had memorised your daily schedule until he knew it better than you did. He wanted to know everything about you, not just your habits but how you spend your time, whether you really enjoyed all those royal protocols and responsibilities your father pushed upon you or would you rather have Albedo come to whisk you off your feet and away from all your troubles? He couldn’t help but fantasise about all these possibilities in his mind until one day his fantasies were no longer enough. Simply observing you no longer satiated him, he needed more. He needed to see you, to touch you, to be with you. He wanted to know everything from your thoughts to the way you breathed. And so he pursued this.

On a Wednesday afternoon during your 15 minute break before your father would introduce you to another wave of eager suiters, women and men alike, Albedo approached you- posing as a lost visitor of the castle.

“Albedo?” You thought you noticed him first when he turned to you, blond eyebrows slightly raised in feigned surprise.

He greeted you with a bow. “My liege.” You looked away from his bowing form to hide a shy smile. You had bared feelings for the artist for not only was his art spectacular but Albedo himself was most definitely not hard on the eyes. He carried an air of gentle beauty, you often joked with your acquaintances that he was the personification of a feather. Gentle, elegant and easily carried by the wind for you seldom came across him.

“I should be the one showing my respect.” You said, “You are a wizard of artistic expression and I greatly admire your work.” Your voice, unlike the melodies you created with your violin, was small and uncertain. It lacked the confidence expected of royalty but to Albedo it only added to your grace.

Albedo stood up straight and offered you a warming smile. “I appreciate the sentiment however I am quite embarrassed to be in the presence of an admirer in a rather… unadmirable situation.” He said, referring to his “I'm lost” act, he continued. “I’m looking for Captain Kaeya. He said he would be the face of my newest creation.”

You pursed your lips. “Captain Kaeya has just left on an expedition. My apologies but you won’t find him here.” You said. Albedo already knew this yet he sighed and ran a hand through his already messy hair.

“How disappointing.” He commented. “An artist cannot call himself an artist if he doesn’t create now can he?” And with that Albedo thanked you and turned to leave without any further words.

“Wait!” You walked after him as he turned to you and tilted his head to the side but behind that face that seldom expressed emotion was hiding a knowing smile.

“My liege?”

“Would you grant me the honour to be the subject of your newest creation?”

Albedo’s heart skipped, his plan had finally come to fruition and he didn’t hesitate to grasp this opportunity. “How could I say no?”

That afternoon you allowed the artist to lure you out of the castle and you made huffman, the guard on duty, to promise to not share your whereabouts but he did eventually. How could he not when neither you nor Albedo were ever seen again after you left the castle together?

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[atheliasnotebook]

𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍 𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐓: 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐃𝐓

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⇾ 【🎨】 ALBEDO, KRIEDEPRINZ

"WITNESS MY GREAT UNDERTAKING!" ➟ CHIEF ALCHEMIST AND "CALX," FAMED ARTIST FROM MONDSTADT

⇾ 【🔥】 DILUC RAGNVINDR

"TIME FOR — RETRIBUTION!" ➟ OWNER OF ANGEL'S SHARE, A BARTENDER BY DAY—AND A HERO BY NIGHT

⇾ 【❄️】 KAEYA ALBERICH

"DON'T GET FROSTBITE!" ➟ CAVALRY CAPTAIN WHO APPRECIATES WINE OVER GRAPE JUICE

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"THINK YOU CAN GET AWAY?" ➟ DRUNKEN BARD OF THE FREE LANDS

⇾ 【🏹】 OUTRIDER AMBER

"NO ONE ESCAPES MY SIGHTS!" ➟ GLIDING CHAMPION, REPORTING FOR DUTY~

⇾ 【⚔️】 EULA LAWRENCE

"VENGEANCE WILL BE MINE!" ➟ SPINDRIFT KNIGHT OF THE RECONNAISSANCE COMPANY

⇾ 【🌼】 JEAN GUNNHILDR

"WIND, HEAR ME!" ➟ DANDELION KNIGHT AND THE ACTING GRAND MASTER

⇾ 【📖】 LISA MINCI

"LET'S SPARK THINGS UP A LITTLE." ➟ HUMBLE LIBRARIAN OF THE KNIGHTS OF FAVONIUS

⇾ 【⭐】 MONA MEGISTUS

"DECIDED BY DESTINY!" ➟ TELLER OF FUTURES, SEER OF STARS

⇾ 【🛡️】 NOELLE

"TIME TO CLEAN UP." ➟ DUTIFUL MAID OF THE KNIGHTS OF FAVONIOUS

⇾ 【🔔】 ROSARIA

"LIGHTS OUT…" ➟ NONCONFORMER OF THE CHURCH

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[iicheeze]

YALL IMAGINE THIS

your an assassin being hired to kill this person in exchange for a very big amount of money so ofc you take the commission

and your mission is to befriend the target so you can kill them in the least suspecting way

like poisoning their tea or giving them flowers with toxic scent that could kill a Sumpter Beast in seconds

or maybe choking them when they're asleep or sedated with food that you served that's drugged with sleeping medicine

but the target is always two steps ahead of you and is always aware of your plans so they tease you by trying to convince you to taste-test the food you made or drink the Camomile Tea you prepared for them

Yandere Target that's obsessed with the chasing whether its negative or positive and keeps destroying your current and upcoming plans just so they can keep you for a little longer and enjoy the chase

Kaeya Alberich, Albedo Kreideprinz, Lisa Minci, Childe, Ningguang, Xingqiu, Yelan, Kamisato Ayato, Shikanoin Heizou, Kaedehara Kazuha, Tighnari, Cyno, Al-Haitham, Wanderer, Dottore

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[mayullla]

Title: Cecilia Tea

[ - Cottage (fem!reader) + Roses (yandere) + Albedo + Peanut butter cookies (love potion au) - ] - Anon's Ask

Summary: You visited Albedo's workshop to have tea with him. Unknowns to you when you talked about flowers he placed a love potion inside your tea.

Other warnings/tags: Alternate universe, fairytale au, drugging, don't think too much about the ingredients and poisons.

[ - Fairytale Picnic Event - closed ]

You often wondered what was inside those vials and glasses. Some are filled with power or some sort of creature or parts of it. Some were filled with some sort of flowers, twigs and leaves. Some looked normal you thought you recognized some while others you were clueless of and didn't know what they were.

But what particularly drew you in were the vials of liquid all of different colors and vibrant.

“Find anything interesting?” Albedo asked you, tilting his head. You looked at him who was in his casual clothes and a leather apron that held a few plants and herbs in the pockets along with a belt bag strapped on his waist that you knew contained more potions and ingredients he need for whatever he was doing. “You have many interesting things here.”

“Well most of them are ingredients for alchemy and potions after all.” Albedo shrugged, there was a soft smile on his face when you turned to look at the shelves again, “Would you like some tea?”

“Yes thank you.” You looked at the shelves, one in particular, had multiple plant-based ingredients in it some looked like flowers that you somewhat recognize maybe? Herbs of sort and dried flowers and petals. “You have many flower ingredients here.” You mumbled yet big enough for Albedo to hear.

You didn't see Albedo freeze at what you said still looking at the herbs, quietly he placed an empty vail down as he steered the tea cup with a small spoon. He didn't look up to you but instead focused on the cup watching its color. “I find myself using them in potions often.”

You didn't see the liquid slightly glow before returning to its original color. 

“Care to tell me a few?” You asked.

“Hmmm… well of ladies would come looking for those more what they call romantic potions that require flowers in them.” Albedo explained, “One of them is to remember, as years past people would sometimes forget their memories with their lover's whether they like it or not sometimes. So to prevent that they would drink a potion that would help them remember the person in front of them till their dying breath.” Taking the teacups he moved to the table in the middle of the room, where there were many books on top roughly shoved aside so that there was space for the both of you to talk.

“Here is your cup.” You sat on one side of the table while he sat on the other side, the tea was hot as you waited for it cool down lightly blowing the cup. Albedo watched you, also holding the cup near his lips.

The two of you continued to talk about potions, the ingredients that he used some you recognized while others you didn't have a clue what they were, “An ingredient for that particular potion is forget-me-nots.”

“Huh didn't know that flower lives up to their name like that.” You tiled your head at the fact, it was rather funny if not a little cute. Touching your tea again you noticed that it cooled down a bit and took a sip uncaring of the stare that Albedo gave you.

“How do you like the taste? It is a new tea that I made and I am hoping to get your opinion on it.” He asked suddenly, placing his cup down his already half-finished.

“It’s... sweet.” You said looking at your tea “It is a little bitter yet very sweet with a floral taste?” It was a new flavor something you never really tried before. You looked at the liquid in your tea wondering what it was that was giving the rather unique taste that you could not describe.

“Yes. You are correct, I tried making a white lily tea. The flower is actually quite poisonous but with some experimenting, I was able to neutralize the poison for consumption.” You looked at Albedo, surprised at what he said. You wanted to look at your tea again, yet you were unable to do so as you continued to stare at Albedo. why?

“Many ladies had asked me if I could make something called a love potion, while I would not sell such a thing I did try to make one because I became rather curious after some incidents,” Albedo told you standing up he walked over to you sitting on another stool that was right beside you softly taking your hands that held the teacup.

It was strange really that you could never take your eyes off Albedo, how he walked over to you naturally sitting right beside you so near that you could feel his warmth. You did not say anything, you didn't realize how flushed you were as you continued to stare at him, feeling butterflies flutter in your stomach when he smiled at you.

“What I found out was that using roses could make a love potion. I also found out that another flower certainly leaves better results maybe because of their poison that I am not sure yet.” He gently guided your hands and teapot to your lips, slowly tilting the put on your lips.

“Love potions made out of roses are results to something more akin to crushes, light and easily dispelled with time. They work for those who wish to have at least a running start while the rest of progress happiness becomes more... organic.”

It wasn't odd how everything slowly started to become hazy or maybe it was yet you were unable to recognize so when your eyes were trained on Albedo, while the world slowly turned hazier Albedo did not change.

“On the other hand white lilies or their other name ‘Cecilia’ are more… potent.” Albedo smiled a little more at your foggy eyes, unable to listen to what he was saying yet the hands that were holding the cup that was now on his hand empty, you were now holding his wrist tightly unable to let go, clinging.

“They last for a long time and if consumed every day their effects are irreversible. Rather than something soft like roses their effects are more... obsessive.” Moving slowly his hand, the touch was soft almost like feather when he touched your lips and cheeks. The butterflies felt almost erratic in your stomach as he slowly removed the little leftover tea that spilled from the teacup.

“I would like to test its effects... if that is okay with you?” Albedo asks slowly pulling closer. He is quite happy with the results.

Note: Hope you guys liked this. I really had fun writing this one in particular! Reblog if you like it, I would really appreciate it~!!

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