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kaeyas-beloved · 1 year

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It's The Way He...

Characters: Albedo, Ayato, Childe, Diluc, Kaeya, Thoma, Tighnari, Venti, Zhongli

Summary: Just cute/heartwarming/breath-taking things he does <3

Genre: Fluff + Snippets

CW: gn!reader (you/your), pet name (sweetheart) in Kaeya’s, (darling) Diluc’s and (dear) Zhongli's, first time writing a couple of these characters so I apologize for any OOCness, spoilers for Childe's real name

Albedo

It's the way Albedo unconsciously finds himself gravitating towards you. He'll scoot his chair closer beside you when he sits down, knee bumping against yours. When he talks about some alchemy thing he's doing that you may or may not know anything about, Albedo will peer up from his report, only to find that your faces are undeniably millimetres apart. Whether the male decides to press his forehead against yours or snake a hand to your chin and tip your head so he can capture your lips in a breathtaking kiss is up to chance.

"You're very warm, did you know that? It's no wonder I feel drawn to you."

Ayato

It’s the way Ayato lets you sit beside him while he does boring paperwork, knowing that sometimes you get lonely and sad after not seeing him for so long. It’s the same for him, so really it’s a win-win situation. He leaves a hand free for you to play with his fingers and when you inevitably lean against him (asleep or not), he wraps his arm around you, pulling you even closer.

“Are you sure you’d like to sit with me? I’m afraid it won’t be much fun." … "Nothing sways you once you set your mind to it, is there? Very well, but remember you’re free to leave whenever.”

Childe

It's the way Childe - no, Ajax wraps his red scarf around you when you begin to shiver, the cold of Snezhnaya not something many can withstand. Without a second thought, he removes the article from himself, tugging on your hand to stop and turn you around. When you look at him confused, asking what’s wrong and why you stopped, the male plants a kiss on your nose, laughing before gently scolding you. But the loving smile and the newfound shine in his eyes as he concentrates on tying the scarf tells you he wouldn’t rather be doing anything else but caring and loving you.

“Where do you think you’re going? You’ll freeze your cute nose off if you keep travelling underdressed like that! Come here, this’ll keep you warm.”

Diluc

It’s the way Diluc pours all the passion and love he can into his kisses. While they only happen behind closed doors, away from prying eyes, that fact is easily disregarded with how special they are. He wishes to convey how much his love for you burns, how it consumes him sometimes to the point that it’s overwhelming. But he was never good with words, not when it comes to feelings, so his actions will have to speak for him.

“Darling, I’m home.” He calls, hanging up his coat. By the time he’s done you’re already in front of him, arms wrapping around him. Your own ‘welcome back’ is muffled by his clothes, but it still causes him to smile softly. After a moment one of his warm hands removes itself from against your back, cupping your cheek instead. Gently, he pulls your face away only to crash his lips against yours, the arm still snaked around you tightening just a little. Yeah, he’s definitely home.

Kaeya

It's the way Kaeya will sling an arm around you any and everywhere, pulling you impossibly closer to him. Sometimes it’s because he spotted someone eyeing you, but most of the time it’s because he loves having you right there next to him. That and there are moments he or you are just feeling a little clingy <3

“Ah ah~ You’re drifting away from me sweetheart. Do I perhaps smell? No? Well then, let me pull you back so you're by my side. There, much better.”

Thoma

It's the way Thoma will drop by your place of work or education while he's out and about doing errands. Sometimes, you wonder if he plans his route so that he can pass the building you're in. Depending on the time of day and your schedules, the male will offer to take you out for a meal as a well-deserved break (but also to spend time with you <3)

"(Y/N), what a surprise to see you here! … Ahaha, okay, maybe not really a surprise, but it’s good to see you! Do you have time right now? There’s this food stall in town that just opened and I’d like to take you :)"

Tighnari

It’s the way Tighnari rambles on and on about the flora and fauna of the forest. Sure, he kind of does that already when explaining things, but with you there’s ten times more info being delivered, a constant stream of knowledge flowing from him. Your favourite thing though is when the two of you are out on walks and your lover spots something interesting- something you’d like - and takes a hold of your wrist before dragging you closer. His tail starts to wag slightly the more and more he explains, though he doesn’t notice. You do :)

“Come, come. You see this? This is one of the harder flowers to find in the Avidya Forest. They only grow in the denser, lush parts of the woods under the shade of canopies. Its petals are soft to the touch and are usually used to produce medicine. However, some do use them as household decorations while others-” he plucks the plant from the ground, holding it out to you, “give them as gifts to their lovers.”

Venti

It's the way Venti sends a gentle wind your way to let you know he's near, or as a warning just before he's to cling to you in a surprise back hug. Then, there are times his little wind storms are just to tease you. He'll muss your hair or clothes, blow the pages of your book, brush the hat off your head all while laughing merrily, watching as you try to fix yourself. Of course, more than half the time he denies ever doing it in the first place and every other time he's giggling to himself, not saying a word. He’s having fun though, and it’s not like you really mind :)

“It’s really windy today…” a patron in the bar states, gazing out the nearby window. The memory of a strong gust nearly making you lose an important paper resurfaces as you sip your drink. “Perhaps Lord Barbatos is feeling mischievous,” you offer, side-eyeing the green-dressed bard not too far away. While makes no outward reaction, opting to down another glass of wine instead, you don’t miss the smile on his face or the glimmer in his eye.

Zhongli

It's the way Zhongli waits patiently for your return home on the couch, a cup of tea in hand with your favourite drink waiting for you on the coffee table. He'll be gently blowing at the steam right when you walk in. Turning his full attention to you, a smile and warm greeting are the first things you're presented with. The funeral consultant knows of your hectic day, having asked the night before, and as any gentleman would, Zhongli intends to help you relax.

"Any work you have can wait dear. Come, sit and have a drink. If I remember correctly, there was a story I promised to tell you, no? Why don't I tell it now?"

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etherealphosphor · 8 months

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Cuddling Headcanons ♡

⟡ Contains: Character x Gn!Reader, Sfw, Fluff

⟡ Diluc, Albedo, Venti, Dottore, Alhaitham

Diluc ˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗

After an especially tiring day at work, the thing that Diluc needed most was to lay down next to his beloved. As he walked through the door, you took his coat and gave him a quick kiss on the lips. He embraced you for a moment, breathing in your scent, which always seemed to calm him down. Once Diluc released you, you took his hand in yours and brought him to the bedroom. Hugging you from behind, he laid down next to you on the bed and rested his head on your shoulder. All the stresses from his day melted away, and the only thing he cared about was you. As you drifted off, Diluc gently whispered words of affection into your ear. He made sure you had no doubt that he loved you more than anything else.

Albedo ⋆⭒˚｡⋆

Albedo, as an introverted alchemist, spent most of his time alone. On top of that, being an artificial human, he never knew that he could even experience love. But when you came into his life, everything changed. He hated being away from you, and you were the one person he always wanted around. As you and Albedo lay in bed, he slowly ran his fingers over your neck. The red marks of your earlier activities were scattered all over it, and Albedo couldn’t help but feel slightly proud of himself. Those marks showed that you were his—and his alone. Albedo moved his head down to listen to the slow beat of your heart; something about it always fascinated him. He loved every inch of your body, and he smiled gently as he pulled you closer to him. You played with Albedo’s hair as he drifted off, which was something that always soothed him.

Venti °❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

On some days, Venti would stumble home at night completely drunk. Ignoring your scolding, he’d throw himself into your arms and beg you to cuddle him. Despite being annoyed by his bad habit of drinking so much, you found it very hard to stay mad at him. The way his eyes sparkled as he smiled at you with flushed cheeks instantly melted your heart, and you agreed. Leading him to the bedroom, you laid down and pulled him into your arms. You could smell the scent of wine all over him, but you found that you didn’t really care. You quite liked having him in your embrace, even if he smelled like the tavern. Venti nuzzled his face into your neck, squeezing you as tight as he could. Even if you couldn’t see his face, you could tell he was smiling widely.

Dottore .𖥔 ݁ ˖˚☽˚｡⋆

After spending the whole day cooped up in his lab, Dottore was glad to be able to relax. He simply couldn’t sleep without having you in his arms, and he had been eagerly awaiting spending time with you after his awfully boring work day. You were waiting for him in bed, and you smiled as he opened the door. Dottore took you into his embrace and rested his chin on top of your head. In that position, your head was nestled gently against his chest. The slow rhythm of Dottore’s heartbeat lulled you to sleep as he stroked your hair. Something was magical to him about how defenseless you looked as you slept—a silent reminder of how fragile your mortality was. The way you trusted Dottore with your life made his heart flutter a little. Nothing could ever compare to how much he loved being close to you.

Alhaitham .⋆✮ ✧̣̇˳·˖✶

Alhaitham always stayed up too late at night, studying and whatnot. You’d always wait for him to come to bed, but oftentimes you became impatient. This evening, you walked out to the living room, where Alhaitham was sitting. Absorbed in another book, he didn’t even look up as you walked over to him. Without a word, you pushed the hand holding the book out of the way and wrapped your arms around his neck. Looking up, Alhaitham couldn’t even speak before you kissed him. Seated comfortably on his lap, he embraced you gently as you told him how much you missed his company. Moving one arm under your legs and one around your back, Alhaitham picked you up bridal style and carried you to your room. Only you knew the sweetness hidden by his prickly personality.

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witch-hazels-musings · 10 months

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love professed

warning: sfw, fluff (kissing) | premise: how they hold your face when they kiss you & what their lips feel like (headcannons)

includes: albedo, alhaitham, ayato, baizhu, childe, diluc, itto, kaeya, kazuha, kaveh, thoma, scara, tignari, xiao, zhongli

character x gn reader | anthology

how they hold your face when kissing --

cheek, jaw, etc. with one or both hands

thoma, itto, zhongli, kaveh, diluc, kaeya, albedo

he wants to hold you in his hands, each palm against your face is a way to protect you, shield you from everything else. this touch is an overwhelming reflection of his love for you

one hand or two its all the same -- it can be fun, filled with laughter as he draws you in or tender, reverence surrounding you as your lips collide - quick or lengthy, he doesn’t care; each and every one are perfect

the back of your head

diluc, kazuha, alhaitham, thoma, childe, kaeya

he can’t stop himself - not when it comes to you. his hand slides to the back of your head sending shivers up his arm as he pulls you toward him. he doesn’t want you to leave - not yet, not when he’s finally found you

he likes to see your face, eyes closed, waiting, as his fingers push against your head, as his free hand finds the bend in your back or your bottom lip as you breathe to steady yourself. he hovers, completely smitten until he can’t wait any longer

your chin

childe, scara, ayato, kaeya, baizhu, diluc

it makes his heart pound. from the snarky shake he gives you as he grips your chin, pushes your cheeks together to make your lips pucker, to the surprise in your eyes when he lifts, pushes your face up so he can look at you - all of you - don’t hide from him

his smile is missed when you close your eyes but he’s sure you can feel it when he presses his lips to yours - can you also feel his undying love flowing through his fingers and into your skin? can you feel him ---

your hand, rest against your forehead

albedo, xiao, tighnari, zhongli, thoma

he’s reserved. making sure this moment is accepted, private - he won’t kiss you in public, but if he does the fingers he wraps around your hand are a request. a ‘if you’ll have me,’ sort of plea as he waits for your reply with a squeeze of your hand

the touch of his forehead to yours is a pull of courage. wanting to feel you, be grounded by you before he tilts his head to make the connection - one he never imagine he’d find in his long, solitary

how their lips feel --

full, chapped, but so warm

diluc, childe, itto, kazuha

his kiss is overpowering. heavy, impatience laced with every press of his lips to your own. you can’t breathe but you don’t mind - you part your lips and welcome him in. you have know idea the affect it has on him. he seems demanding, pulling your close, pressing in harder; it’s your fault he’s become incoherent at the taste

each kiss feels hot against your lips. his are dry; from being outside and taking little time to care for his own needs, but the texture makes your body shiver - he asks for another, and another, each time his lips grow warmer, gentler as if they are adjusting to not hurt you, as if they are being hydrated by you. he’s carnivorous and you are his first, last, and every meal

slender, posh and cool to the touch

kaeya, alhaitham, ayato, baizhu, zhongli

there’s an alluring, amorous sensation when you kiss him. the sudden touch of cool as if you are being kissed by the dew the of morning - calm, mysterious, rejuvenating. there’s caution in the connection but only for a second - a curious pause before diving in. he’s got experience but doesn’t mind letting you catch up

his lips have a hint of a smirk - even when his face is relaxed. they are firm, fine - making you question if he kissed you at all. you’ll pull away to see if he’s mocking you only to find his eyes glassy and greedy, begging you to return for more. and you do because those icy lips feel like velvet and you yearn to be shaped by them

narrow, firm, and a bit clumsy

xiao, scaramouche, tighnari

his kisses a laced with hesitancy. they are hard, helpless as they connect with yours until the innocent kiss turns into an impatient and insatiable one - you’ve invited him in, offered an invitation he struggles to refuse. after all this time alone -- what have you done to him?

his lips feel wet; at times you wonder if he’s tucked them in but as the kiss goes on they become more prominent - searching, seeking as if he’s lost in the dark unsure where you’ve gone. you cup his face and he steadies. these kisses are stubborn, starving, that when you break away he’s breathless and you can’t help but go back in; unsatisfied

soft, warm, helplessly thoughtful

thoma, albedo, kaveh

kissable, these lips are that and more. loveable connections that make your heart pound, skin burn. gentle kisses that leave you giddy and greedy. like the setting sun, you run toward the horizon knowing that once you catch it you’ll feel alive again - he’s pliable - but, as he opens his eyes to check in, take stock in what's in front of him, he realizes ... so are you

its like kissing a ‘just out of the oven’ loaf of bread. sweet and savory; the heat spreads from your lips until it reaches your ears. there’s something tantalizing about him, the taste of him, you lean in for more and he catches you. these lips are proficient, provocative, moving exactly the way you need them too until the two of you break away and fall into a fit of embarrassed laughter - these lips have never known such joy

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actiniumwrites · 1 year

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NOTHING LEFT TO SAY

synopsis: after an argument with albedo in his lab, you storm off while albedo is left with regret over the words he said to you. wanting nothing more than to take back what he said, albedo sets out to apologize to you. unfortunately, it seems as though everything is getting in the way of him doing so

or, in other words, the three times albedo tried to apologize to you, and the one time he actually did

based on this request!

characters: albedo x gn!reader

wc: 4.7k

warnings: angst to fluff, hurt/comfort, arguments, a tiny bit of swearing, descriptions of injuries and blood (not caused during the argument), established relationships, albedo is probably a bit ooc at times

notes: to the anon that sent this request to me, i am so sorry it took me around 5 months to actually write this request! i never meant for it to take this long, but i swore i would write it and i made sure i did. honestly i just wanted to make sure it was out before the year was over because i really liked the idea and didn’t want you to have to wait any longer. i hope you enjoy this <3

“I need another beaker,” Albedo said in his ever so monotonous voice.

Your eyes glanced hurriedly around the lab, “Albedo? We’re out of beakers. You used all of them.”

An annoyed sigh left Albedo’s lips for what had felt like the millionth time that afternoon. Coincidentally, it was also the first time he had looked at you all afternoon. You weren’t sure what was bothering him, but it was clear it was not something he wanted to talk about. Unless, of course, it was just one of those days where everything seems to piss him off. It could’ve been either of the two, and it was impossible to know which.

Albedo’s eyes left yours as he turned to look through his cabinets. A slight slamming sounded out after he shut each one with a little more pressure than usual. Frustration was running through his veins. It was just as you said, there really were no beakers left.

“Albedo? Are you alright?” you asked hesitantly, “You know if you ever want to talk about anything, I’m here.”

Albedo sighed again, “No, I’m fine. Let’s just continue working.”

“No, Albedo, I —” the crashing of glass rung out through the air, cutting you off from speaking. In your attempt at finding out what was wrong, your hands had begun moving with your words and soon enough they knocked a beaker full of chemicals onto the floor. Silence was what remained.

It had been nearly a full minute before either of you spoke again. You were too shocked and Albedo was far too calm looking for you to tell what he had been thinking. Soon enough, you realized that the chemicals that were now puddling on the floor were ones imported from Natlan. It had taken him an entire six months to obtain them.

“Get out.” Albedo said calmly.

“Wait, Albedo- I’m sorry! I know those took you forever to get, but I’ll fix it. I swear. Archons, I’m so sorry!”

Albedo’s icy blue eyes finally met yours for the second time that afternoon, “What don’t you understand? I said get out. I don’t need someone like you hanging around me if all you’re going to do is ruin my experiments.”

“Someone like…me? Albedo, I’m your lover. I’m not just— just some random person or your assistant or your intern or whatever! You don’t get to treat me like that,” you angrily spoke, “If you want me gone, then fine. I’m leaving. Don’t bother trying to find me — If you even care, that is.”

Those were the last words you had said to him before you stormed off. Albedo didn’t feel human emotions like every one else, but he was sure what he was feeling right about now was regret. He didn’t mean what he said to you. Dammit, he loved you — Albedo was sure of that. Now all he had done was ruin that too.

Apology Attempt #1: One Day After The Argument

Albedo sighed as he fiddled with the pen in his hand. Staring down at his papers for hours hadn’t been what he intended to do today, but he just couldn’t focus. It was cold in his lab, just as it always was. But today was different. The air felt different. Albedo was used to the cold, but not in the way it was when you were gone.

It was hard for him to admit it, but Albedo just isn’t the same when you’re not around. The way you encourage him makes him feel all warm inside — a feeling he doesn’t quite understand, but welcomes regardless. He feels more like himself, more at home.

So why did he have to go and ruin it?

Albedo’s eyes shut tightly and he let his head slump dramatically against his desk, disrupting the papers among the top of it. Normally, he’d get upset at such disorganized actions, but today he didn’t care. It wasn’t like he was able to get any work done anyway.

“Albedo!” a high pitched voice run out in his lab following the sound of the door opening. Albedo begrudgingly spun his chair and opened his eyes, a fake smile on his face.

“Hi, Klee,” he spoke softly. Although he didn’t have the energy to deal with her today, the alchemist couldn’t possibly push her away.

“Oh…where’s Y/n?”

Albedo fought the urge to wince at your name, forgetting that Klee was unaware of his regrettable argument with you, “They aren’t here right now, Klee. Is there something you needed them for?”

“No, but you’re always with Y/n. It’s weird that they aren’t here.” Albedo’s eyes widened ever so slightly at the little elf’s words. Was he really around you that much?

“It’s complicated right now, Klee. You see, I said something I never should have said and I hurt their feelings. I’m just trying to figure out a way to fix it and then they’ll be back, okay?”

“Oh! Oh! I know! You should get them flowers! Y/n loves flowers!” Klee said as she jumped up and down excitedly. A small smile cracked onto Albedo’s face at her excitement.

“I suppose it wouldn’t hurt to try. Thank you, Klee.”

Klee was gone soon after with Jean pulling her away. Albedo had taken that as his chance to go out to pick some flowers for you up on Starsnatch cliff. The wind had blown them around, but the Cecilia’s he had picked were as beautiful as ever. They were your favorite flowers, one of his favorite facts about you — mostly because they were his favorite flowers too, something you had bonded over when the two of you had first met. Albedo smiled to himself when he remembered the bouqet he had gotten for you on your first date and the way you smiled when you saw them in his hand. The painting he had done of you later that night still remained in his lab up on Dragonspine. It was a moment he never wanted to forget.

Truthfully, Albedo wasn’t much of a flowers guy, but he would make an exception for you. Only now, he hoped the flowers would hold the same amount of love in them even when they were followed by an apology.

When he had returned to Mondstadt’s gates, flowers in hand and apology replaying throughout his head, Albedo set out to find you.

Luckily for him, it hadn’t taken long at all. As soon as he had walked toward Good Hunter, he had spotted you sitting at a table. Sitting around you were some of your guys’ coworkers and friends, Eula and Amber. There was plenty of food at the table, Amber was talking excitedly while Eula had an unusually bright smile on her face, and your eyes were creased as boisterous laughter fell from your lips.

The fondness in the alchemist’s eyes seemed to slip away as they made their way back to the neatly tied bouquet of Cecilia’s in his hand. Albedo looked to you again before looking back to his flowers. His hands clenched around them tightly as his mind fought back and forth.

Dammit, he thought. Truthfully, Albedo wasn’t sure what your reaction to seeing him would be and there was no way he was going to ruin your outing.

Albedo’s eyes were glued to the floor as he dreadfully turned and walked away from you, flowers still in hand and hung loosely by his side. At any moment, he felt they would slip and fall from his grip.

And by the time he got back to the Knights’ headquarters, the sunset faded into darkness and the clouds had moved in to cover the night’s moon. As he walked in, he was immediately met with the sight of Klee waiting in the corridor with her backpack all packed up for the day.

“Albedo!” She cheered when she saw him.

“Hi, Klee,” he spoke tiredly, “Is Jean about to take you home?”

“Yep!” Klee said happily before her eyes wandered to the flowers in his hands, “Are those for, Y/n?”

Albedo looked to the flowers in his hands before kneeling down in front of Klee, “They were, but uh — Y/n couldn’t take them today.”

“Awww, so Klee’s idea didn’t work?” Klee frowned.

Albedo sighed as he thought of what to say to cheer her up. The small fake smile he had shown to her earlier returned to his face once more, “No, but that’s okay. I’m sure they wouldn’t mind if I gave them to you.”

“Really? Thank you, brother!” Klee jumped as she hugged him. Albedo laughed softly as he returned the hug. At least he was able to make someone happy today.

Apology Attempt #2: Three Days After The Argument

Day after day, everything was beginning to feel the same. An endless blur of work and experiments. Albedo just wanted you back and it had only been three days. It wasn’t that you were ignoring him, really. It just seemed like the circumstances never seemed to line up for the two of you. The fact that you guys didn’t live together certainly didn’t help.

Albedo glanced at his clock again for the first time in hours. It was nearly five in the afternoon now and Albedo had been so concentrated on finishing his experiment papers that he hadn’t even realized how late it had gotten.

Staring down at his papers, Albedo studied their contents. He wasn’t usually one to look at his work and think, “Good enough,” but tonight it would just have to do. The words on them looked rushed, scribbles almost. The lines between words seemed to blur together like watercolor, rendering them barely legible. But even so, Albedo grouped them together carefully into their assigned folder and set them aside for tomorrow.

The bag the young alchemist usually carried to work was hung by his side once again as he exited the door to his office. Turning behind him, he locked it haphazardly. To be honest, he wasn’t sure he completely locked it, but he wasn’t in the mood to care either. It was incredibly unlikely anyone would try to break into a Knight’s office anyway.

Albedo tried to tune out those in the corridor around him on his way out, but it was just no use. Why was it so busy tonight anyway? He certainly did not know and it wasn’t like he cared either. It didn’t look important so he had no use to bother with it. Keeping his eyes turned to the floor, Albedo carefully pushed around a few people before he got to the door. But before he could even reach for the door handle, a hand was placed on his shoulder followed by the sound of his name.

“Albedo?” the familiar voice of the librarian spoke, “I thought that was you. How come you’re leaving so early? I was hoping to catch you a little later if I’m being honest. Didn’t expect you to be on your way out so soon.”

Albedo huffed before turning around, “Hello, Lisa. I’ve been working all day and I’ve got some other stuff to do anyway. You know, preparing for a Dragonspine experiment that’s coming up in a week. I’m still missing some materials for it.” His excuse was as good as any other, and it wasn’t like Lisa would question him on it seeing as it lined up with all of his other work. And if she had noticed, she certainly didn’t say anything. He could only assume Klee had babbled about his current predicament to her and Jean. Hell, all of the Knights probably knew about it by now.

Yet, the smile Lisa had greeted him with still remained as bright as ever, “Oh, it’s no worry, sweetheart. But I did have to ask, have you completed the paperwork for that last Dragonspine expedition Jean asked you to do? You know, the one with the Liyue detectives? I know it’s a lot of work, especially since it deals with foreign affairs, but Jean really needs it done by next week and you know how stressed she gets…”

Lisa seemed to trail on forever sometimes, it was one of Albedo’s least favorite things about her. Admittedly, he had stopped listening to her about half way through her little rant. Of course he knew about the papers, they had been sitting on the edge of his desk for about a week collecting dust. And how could he forget about them when they stuck out so abnormally, they were clear as day not part of his experiment. But even still, they would have to wait. It wasn’t that important, especially seeing as the investigation led to absolutely nothing and he had far more important things to worry about right now.

Albedo continued to absent-mindedly nod along as the librarian spoke. Sometimes he would chime in with an mhm or a really? Not that Lisa seemed to care he wasn’t really paying attention. A glimpse of a certain uniform seemed to catch his eye though, and as quickly as he had become bored, he had snapped out of it.

Once he registered it was you, Albedo instantly began nodding faster. Dammit, why couldn’t Lisa just stop talking right now? Couldn’t she see he had places to be?

Albedo’s eyes continued to glance back and forth between Lisa’s face and the back of your head, following your movements whenever he could so he wouldn’t lose you in the crowd of Knights. He had to fix this, he had to.

“Anyway, Albedo,” Albedo’s eyes snapped back onto Lisa’s at the mention of his name, “Just make sure you get that file to Jean. I’ll see you tomorrow, right?”

“Uh, yes, of course,” he hurriedly said, “See you tomorrow.”

As Lisa walked away with her goodbyes, Albedo felt his legs move on their own. A string of sorry ‘s and excuse me ‘s fell from his lips as he pushed his way through the corridor and around all of the people. His eyes were locked on you — until they weren’t. Panic set into his bones as he hurriedly glanced around only to not be able to find you.

If only Lisa had just finished talking sooner — no, if only she didn’t talk to him at all. Maybe he could’ve gotten to you, said he was sorry and restored your relationship. Maybe he could’ve held you in his arms tonight like he always does. Maybe he could’ve said he loved you as you fell asleep. And maybe, he could’ve kissed good morning you when you woke up tomorrow. Maybe he could’ve had you back.

Now you were gone and he had to wait even longer. Albedo bit his lip in frustration, hands forming into fists at his sides. A gentle sigh escaped him as he pushed the doors open to the Knight’s headquarters and slipped out silently.

If only he had noticed you standing by the door on his way out.

Apology Attempt #3: Five Days After The Argument

It was March Fourteenth now. The sky was dark and a little overcast, but not enough to cover the stars or the moon. Loud chatter and excited laughter could be heard from outside of Angel’s Share. Albedo stood silently outside of the door, dusting his outfit off. A little gift bag with a few colorful balloons printed on the side of it sat gently in his right hand. It was Jean’s birthday and everyone had been invited to celebrate at Diluc’s bar.

Hesitantly lifting his hand up to the handle, Albedo opened the door. A small smile made its way to his face as he gave a small wave to everyone inside. It would seem he was the last one to arrive.

Before his eyes even had the chance to look for you, Sucrose and Kaeya were in front of him. “Albedo, welcome!” Sucrose had warmly greet him. Kaeya smiled and took the small bag from him and placed it on a table where all the other gifts were. Soon enough, even Timaeus had joined them and walked the group over to the bar where Diluc had been bar tending

“Albedo, good to see you,” Diluc spoke. Albedo nodded and returned his welcoming words. “Would you like something to drink?”

“Water is fine. Thank you.”

The atmosphere was nice, Albedo noted. It was warm and no one was being overly talkative with him. The food was good and his water was a little too cold for his liking, but he hadn’t minded too much. A breath of air silently left his lips as he fiddled with the cup in his hands. Truthfully, Albedo had no intention of actually showing up tonight. A birthday party wasn’t really his scene, but if there was even the slightest chance he could finally see and talk to you again, he’d take it.

“Looking for Y/n?” Diluc’s voice rung out, interrupting Albedo’s thoughts.

“Oh, uh — yeah. How did you know?”

Diluc smiled knowingly, “You just look a little lost. Everyone knows how much you love them, so it’s a little odd to see you without them. They’re talking to Rosaria over there.”

Albedo’s eyes followed the direction Diluc pointed in, only to see you looking right back at him. You gave him a small, yet, sad smile before averting your eyes and turning back to talk to Rosaria again. Albedo knew it was impolite, but perhaps now was a good time to pull you away. Besides, Rosaria wouldn’t care if he interrupted — at least, he hoped she wouldn’t.

But before Albedo could even get up to talk to you, a small hand had wrapped itself around his own. His eyes snapped down to find Klee smiling at him. “Brother! It’s time to cut the cake and give Master Jean her presents. C’mon, c’mon!”

Klee continued to tug at his hand until he got up. Setting his glass down at the bar, Diluc gave him a pitiful look. At least he was saved from the rest of that conversation, Albedo thought. It was getting far too personal for his liking. Seriously, did everyone in Mondstadt know about your argument?

On his way over to the table, Albedo felt someone watching him. When he glanced up, he found your eyes on him again. Although, this time, an amused smile was on your face as you watched Klee drag him to the table. It was rather comedic, he could at least admit that. If anything, he was just glad to not see you look so saddened by the sight of him — even if he was a little embarrassed.

As soon as the “Happy Birthday” song had been sung, everyone cheered around the table. One by one, Jean opened each and every gift with a smile and a thank you following suite. It was a comfortable little gathering, seriously, it was. But, Albedo couldn’t help but feel a little out of place. His eyes wandered around to everyone at the table. Everyone was radiating with happiness and cheer — even Rosaria, who always looked like she was on the verge of murdering someone.

It didn’t feel right.

The alchemist stared down at his feet. He couldn’t help but think he didn’t deserve to be having a good time right now, not when he was aching over the words he had said to you a few days ago. Until he could apologize to you and make things right again, how was he supposed to live with himself? And even if could find the time to apologize to you tonight, he knew he couldn’t do it anyway.

Although he nearly took his chances earlier, Albedo knew it would bring down the mood of the party — regardless of whether everyone would witness it or not. For the most part, you had looked happy tonight and Albedo didn’t want to ruin that, nor did he want to spoil Jean’s birthday.

Albedo breathed deeply in and out quietly to himself. Normally, in times like these, you would be walking right up to him, realizing he was feeling out of place again and offering to leave with him. It was one of the things he loved most about you; the way you always cared so much for him and still loved him regardless of his struggles with his social life…it never left his gratitude. Albedo stepped back from the group who was still cheering and eagerly watching Jean open her gifts from everyone. She had already opened his gift, so it would make it a lot easier to just slip out unnoticed.

Quietly, he headed toward the door without a word. Not even Klee — who always had a knack for finding him — had noticed his absence. Albedo grabbed his coat and slipped it on quickly before heading toward the door. And for the final time that night, Albedo’s eyes met with yours.

The look in each of your eyes was the same — longing, sad, and yet so full of love. This time it would seem as though it wasn’t the Gods who had gotten in the way of his apology, but rather Albedo himself. His eyes hesistantly, and rather shamefully, pulled themselves away from your own. And with that, he opened the door and left without a word.

Apology Attempt #4: Six Days After The Argument

The day after Jean’s party, Albedo felt even more miserable — if that was even possible. He never slept much anyway, but last night was horrible. Running on practically nothing, he felt awful. Not to mention, all of his social battery had ran out from the party. And all he could think about now was how much he regretted going.

Albedo didn’t mind the cold, but last night his house was unbearably frosty, making his night even worse. Not being able to handle being at home anymore, Albedo made his way to his lab at the Knight’s of Favonius at an ungodly hour. The sun hadn’t even risen and there wasn’t a single person outside except for him by the time he had arrived.

Hours had passed until more people started filing in. Noelle was among the first to arrive, cleaning up and preparing everything for the day. When she had found Albedo, her eyes went wide and she flooded him with questions to make sure he was alright. The young maid had even pointed out the dark circles under his eyes, something Albedo hadn’t even known was possible for him.

Soon, everyone had arrived and the building became a lot louder. Albedo had groaned as his head fell to his arms on his desk. Couldn’t it just be a little more quiet around here? Albedo hadn’t even drank any alcohol last night, yet it practically felt like he had a hangover with the headache he had.

The sound of the door opening and then shutting quickly alerted Albedo as his head shot up to see who walked in. He knew it wasn’t Klee because she always had the ever so annoying habit of slamming the door open. It certainly wasn’t Sucrose because she had been assisting Timaeus today. The flash of a white lab coat and clipboard in hand allowed the air in the back of Albedo’s throat to get stuck.

Shit, he didn’t know you were coming back today.

You hadn’t spoken a word to him as you walked passed. You didn’t even look at him. Though, it wasn’t like Albedo was expecting you to. You had every right to still be mad at him and knew that well enough. Today would be the day he would apologize. he swore it to himself. There was no way he would let a full week pass before he got the chance to apologize to you. Celestia would not get in his way today.

Though it seemed as though it would have to wait. It was too early and Albedo hadn’t even thought of what to say. He’d had his original apology of course, but now it had been days and that surely wouldn’t be enough to explain why he couldn’t utter an I’m sorry to you. He needed something better, something more heartfelt. Albedo had been miserable without you over the past few days and he hadn’t even known he had the capability of feeling that way for someone else until now.

Crash!

Fear washed over Albedo’s body once he heard the sound. He had been so lost in thought that he’d barely noticed it at first. But with only a tiny hallway separating the labs between you, it was inevitable that he’d have heard it eventually. Rushing out of his seat, Albedo had hurried down the hall where he heard you hiss to yourself.

In the room, he’d found glass shattered all over the floor and chemicals pooling together. It had almost looked like the scene at which your argument happened. Albedo’s eyes widened once he saw your hand, which was cut and completely covered in blood. His legs carried him over to you in an instant before he knelt down in front of you.

Albedo’s hands gently cupped themselves around yours. Your blood had even began to drip along his own hands. You knew Albedo had been rather particular about that, always blabbering about the lack of sanitation of it. Yet, it didn’t seemed like he cared much as he continued to hold them. His eyes darted around your lab, urgently looking for a sink and some medical supplies. When he spotted it, he gently placed one arm around yours while the other remained under your cut hand while carefully walking you over to it.

The medical supplies were out in an instant as Albedo began to work on your hand while you sat on the counter. The cut wasn’t too bad, if anything, it was the chemicals that had gotten into it that made it worse. No words were exchanged between the two of you during the time. You were sure it would have been painfully awkward if it wasn’t for the fact that Albedo had been incredibly concentrated on fixing your hand up.

The ticking of the clock wasn’t helping. It was quite literally the only sound in the lab — save for your occasional hisses and winces from the pain. And, soon enough, an entire hour had passed before Albedo had finished cleaning and bandaging your hand. You studied the bright white bandages that adorned your dominant hand as Albedo began cleaning up the various bandages and other supplies.

As soon as he had put the medical kit away, you had hopped off of the counter and stood right in front of him. Albedo hadn’t moved and instead was gazing into your eyes. Throughout all the time you had known him, you had never seen so much emotion mixed deep within them.

Say something.

Anything.

Please.

Albedo’s mouth opened and shut again and again. No words could make their way out, it seemed. Eventually, he just shut it for good and sighed to himself. One step forward and then another and then another. A sad and tired smile graced Albedo’s face as he collapsed against you, pulling you into a warm embrace. As if on instinct, your arms locked around his abdomen and your head rest against his chest.

“I have so much to say. But let me just start with saying, I am so sorry”

“Shhh,” you cooed. An entire week without each other. Miserable as he was, you were unfathomably worse. You could talk for hours later if you wanted, days even. You didn’t care about his formal apology right now, because all you wanted right now, was to be with him. It was clear he wanted the same.

There was nothing stuck between the two of you now. Albedo wasn’t much for believing in the idea of Gods, but he was glad they hadn’t gotten in the way once more. And as he held you tightly in your lab, he knew everything would be alright.

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that-one-theater-kid · 8 months

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Calling them “pretty boy”

Featuring! Albedo, Scaramouche, Kazuha,

Notes:MODERN AU! idk, might be ooc, old draft

| Albedo |

Last time you checked the clock it was 11:40 but now as your lover came in the door it was already 3:45.

You came out of your shared room quietly to be greet by Albedo who wasn’t expecting you to still be awake, he jumped a bit when he heard your voice “Finally my pretty boy’s back.”

You could tell the nickname flattered him by the pink hue on his ears “‘M sorry for keeping you up dear”

‘Dear’. He was the only one who could you that, and now you can finally claim a nickname for him ‘pretty boy’. Endearments only you two could call each other, small things no one can take from the both of you.

You slowly approached him by the door side “what took you so long pretty?” You asked him in a hushed voice “Not much really, I just had to finish some research that Lisa needed for the new section in the library, though I could’ve done it at home” ah yes Lisa planned for a new section the library and asked Albedo to do some pieces.

“Have you eaten yet?” You asked “Nope, I wanted to finish the papers early” you expected it so you strolled to the kitchen to heat up some food “it’s not healthy to be restricting bodily needs you know.” “I know, but Lisa seemed persistent that I submit them before the deadline so I had to.” Of course, Lisa was the type to rush things even if it didn’t need to be.

After albedo ate and washed up you both returned to your bedroom. It was always so hard for you to fall asleep sometimes so you sticked some glow in the dark star on your ceiling so you could stare at something pretty most of the time, but now you get to stare at your pretty lover.

| Scaramouche |

Dates with Scara were always so nice no matter where it was, whether it was going out or just a home date it always felt so special from the last.

Today you planned a movie date in your apartment, unfortunately rain had to sweep in. You got worried, wondering where your lover was, did he forget? Is he just running late? So many questions ran through your mind.

But your bubble was bursted after hearing continuous knocking and ringing from your door, only one person you knew knocked like that, your pretty boy, who was all soaking wet from the rain. “Yo loser, sorry I was late, got caught in the rain” he apologized, still standing outside the door “Are you gonna come in or do you want me to shut the door?” You replied jokingly “Shut up” he replied in a sarcastic manner. After drying him off and changing into some spare clothes you always had for him in your bedroom, finally getting to set up on your bed to get the date started.

“You wanna know something?” You asked while picking a movie to watch “No” he replied coldly, but the way he was snuggled in your chest said something else “Aw, is my pretty boy angry?” With the pet name slipping out your mouth his head darted up to look at yours, clearing caught off guard “Wha- No im not! Just.. nothing. Just tell me.” He laid his head back down the hide his flushed face, you could feel the heat on his face. You guys had a fun night for the most part, cuddling, talking, laughing together was enough, He was enough.

| Kazuha |

Quiet time together was a serene activity you both shared once in a while, Kazuha was writing while you were painting, painting him. It was a painting of him, it was a picture of him near a lake from one of your “adventures”. Although it felt like you couldn’t capture the true essence of his beauty, to him it was one of the most beautiful things he’d seen in his life. Well he wasn’t supposed to know that yet. He took a peek when you took a break, it wasn’t a big canvas but it was almost done though, he admired the scenery, the reflection in the water, everything was so.. captivating.

Although his viewing was interrupted when you walked back in, even if he was to awe struck to take his eyes of the painting, let alone to notice you came back. “Wait- you weren’t supposed to see that yet..” you said shyly, the surprise was ruined, it was supposed to be your 1 year anniversary gift, “Why this picture though?” He asked, tilting his head in curiosity “well.. I just thought you looked pretty, thats all.” You answered, but it had a deeper meaning, that day was the first time he said “I love you”, the first time he kissed you.

“Really? You thought I’m pretty..?” He asked, pointing to himself “Of course I do, you’re my pretty boy after all” You admitted, seeing a faint blush on his face from your claim. “Yours? I like that” He kissed your cheek before laying his head on your shoulder, you set aside the canvas and other art materials in order to sit comfortably with him, it was quiet, warm, and serene. It was love.

Did you miss me?🤭🤭😋😋😝😝🫶🫶

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yourheart-inmyhands · 7 months

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Do I have a Question, you one did a bit about which yanderes would handled theirovers death the worst, but what if instead of their lover dying to something random, the yanderes were the ones that accidentaly killed them? Sorry if it's weird, english isn't my first language.

Hope to hear from you :)

ooooohh i have been waiting for the opportunity to write something like this >:3c

Warning: this post contains yandere-themes, including death, manual strangulation, murder, experimentation, attempted experimentation, and other potential topics. Please Read At Your Own Risk!

Yandere!Venti would certainly kill you without thinking. He was just so fascinated by your human and Archon differences that he had to see for himself. Without even thinking he finds himself over your sleeping form, hands clenched tightly around your throat while you struggle to break free. He had gotten you while you were sleeping, his soft delicate hands finding their way around your delicate flesh as you lay there unaware. He had heard that manual strangulation was hard, that it took more effort than most people thought it did, but he found it to be easy. Humans were such delicate beings, he thinks he could’ve popped your head right off your neck if he really tried.

Yandere!Albedo kills you in the name of science. He had created a new potion, one that was supposed to grant an individual eternal life. Something he had intended to give you so that the two of you could be together forever, seeing as he had a largely extended lifespan compared to yours. It goes wrong unfortunately, with the potion having the desired effect but with unsavory side effects. It leaves you nearly braindead, slumped over and mumbling nonsensical things. For a while, Albedo does his best to fix things, but it seems the mixture of the first concoction was so intense that it had literally fried your brain. So, he does the next best thing. He has the heart to put you to sleep at least before taking his sword straight through your heart, and when he’s sure you’ve passed, he begins to dissect you, pulling your brain out to examine it and what happened. When he figures out what went wrong, he begins the process of reviving you to start over and make you properly immortal.

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miniaturecollectiveendermen · 2 years

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Having an argument with genshin men

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

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

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

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

albedo !!

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

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

he ended up lashing out on you

you left after the argument leaving albedo alone

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

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

he knew you could take care of yourself

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

or so he thought-

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

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

eula was still suspicious of albedo after what happened with imposterbedo

after hearing about this albedo immediately rushed back to dragonspine

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

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

he took you to the cathedral to be healed by barbara

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

it was all his fault

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

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

kaeya !!

kaeya has a drinking problem

everyone knows it, he does too

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

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

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

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

he ended up getting drunk

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

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

he ended up shouting at you and an argument broke out

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

you stormed out of the tavern out of frustration

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

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

kaeya was angry, much angrier then last night

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

he was angry at himself

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

he immediately set out to look for you

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

he gently picked you up and ran back to the city

he brought you to the cathedral to be healed

no one had ever seen him so upset and panicked before

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

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

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

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

when you woke up he took care of all your needs

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

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fairykazu · 3 months

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DRAWN TO YOU :: ALBEDO X READERᝰ.ᐟ

this is about when albedo lost to his battle with art block, it was immediately ignited when he met you. you became his newest muse in his sketchbooks, little did he know, you had a big crush on him since middle school. pairings: albedo x gn! reader content: seemingly unrequited requited love, high school setting, artist x muse status: coming soon! notes: feminine presenting reader but still gender neutral.

eepies :: pals and gals

episodes::

prologue

albedo's muses (closed)::

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blvems · 2 months

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albedo ★ valentine's chocolates

happy valentine's day to everyone who reads this <3 this fic has been in my basement for almost a year please enjoy reading it ^__^

“no! if someone did something as insane as, i don’t know, regressing over and over again in hopes of being able to meet you again and becoming your companion. you would fold right?!”

you fondly watch your two friends animatedly discuss the new web novel they’ve been obsessing over. taking a quick glance at the clock at the back of the class you caught a familiar frame walking outside your classroom. gathering all of your courage, you grabbed one of the paper bags on your desk and went after him.

“albedo!”, you called out his name and stopped him in his tracks. the two of you weren’t exactly close except for the greetings you exchange when you see each other around campus or the small talk that happens when your friend groups merge. yet despite all that albedo still gave you a wave and waited for you to reach him.

soon you’re standing in front of him with the paper bag held behind you and his enchanting bright teal eyes focused on you. having the attention of the person you liked solely focused on you was nerve-wracking especially when you’re about to hand them valentine’s chocolates. “did you need anything?”, he asked, curious as to why you called out to him and even ran after him.

you couldn’t get the words you wanted to say out of your mouth, too nervous about handing him valentine’s chocolates when you two hardly even know each other. a silent minute passes, and you soon notice that he sees you holding a paper bag. thinking that taking too much of his time will inconvenience him you thought, ‘now or never i guess’.

you handed him the paper bag and greeted him, “happy valentine’s day albedo!”. his eyes widen in surprise and he accepts the paper bag. he stays silent, making you want to run back to your classroom and gaslight yourself into thinking this never happened. you were about to speak when he beat you to it. “ah- thank you. i didn’t expect to receive anything from you.”

he looks you in the eyes and it makes heat travel to the tips of your ears. “don’t mention it! just think of it as a small token of appreciation.” you say as you fumble with your hands, not knowing what to do with them. he watches you play with your hands, observing your body language.

“do you have time after school?” he asks and your heart ran even faster than when you handed him the chocolates. you blink, needing to make sure what you heard was correct before answering. “yeah! i totally am.” he smiles hearing that and what he said next made you feel as if cupid themself struck an arrow in your direction.

“then do you want to go to the café with me?”

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writing-in-glitter-pen · 10 months

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Hii have you done an Albedo love language?? I love your work!

Awww thank you so much!!! I haven’t done Albedo so I’ll do it just for you ♡ I can’t believe we’re doing a part three per request!!!! Ily guys ♡

Genshin Men and Their Love Languages Part Three ♡

If you haven’t read part one with Diluc, Kaeya, Ayato, and Thoma, or part two with Zhongli, Xiao, and Wanderer, go ahead and check ‘em out ♡

Albedo, Baizhu, Childe x gender neutral reader!

Genre: Romance, Fluff

Content warnings: Albedo and Childe do not know what physical boundaries are. Albedo does not back off when prompted while annoying you. Childe is clingy. Baizhu is winning today.

You’d think Albedo’s love language would be acts of service or words of affirmation; he’s extremely talented in many areas of science that serve a wide range of purposes, and his quick wit would make him an exceptionally talented flirt. However, after your courtship period had ended and you two fell into deep romantic love, you find his love language is physical touch! He loves to sit you down on a stool in his lab as he works (even on the lab bench if he feels like breaking lab safety rules) and have one hand on your thigh as he works, rubbing circles into it with his thumb. When he’s pacing around the lab, working on different things in every corner, every time he passes you, he’ll softy drag a hand through your hair or across the small of your back. This man is also just a fiend for kisses. He steals them all the time. Like…he could get a kiss if he asked for it!! But no. He wants to steal it. He especially loves catching you off guard, suddenly capturing your chin while he was otherwise preoccupied with writing up a lab report and bringing your lips to his. While you’re sitting and maybe drawing or reading in his lab, he’ll come up from behind you and place a hand softly on your neck to tilt your chin up—then lean down to plant his lips on yours as his hand gently strokes down the tendants of your neck to your collarbone. He loves how your face flushes when you’re surprised, it just makes him even more fiendish! He’ll do anything to see you make that cute flustered expression again. When you get angry at him, refuse to kiss him or are just pouting about, he likes squishing and pinching your cheeks. It might make you angrier, but he’ll hold on tight, no matter how much you try to bat his hands away and complain. You just look so adorable with such a mean look on your face and such puffy cheeks! Whenever you’d get indignant enough, he’d grin slyly and suggest that maybe if you’d give him a kiss, he’ll stop squishing them. … well now one’s not enough. He’s going to need another. Another. Another. Despite your boyfriend’s cool and serious persona, he just loves annoying you to death, and loves it even more when he can get his hands on you to do so!

Baizhu’s love language is a combination of gift-giving and acts of service. As a doctor, his vast experience in developing medical products has also given him a knack for making more self-care and cosmetic aids as well. When you visit him at work, he always has a new sweet-smelling lotion or perfume he formulated specifically for you. It makes the other ladies in Liyue Harbor beyond jealous; you get asked at least ten times a day about the brand of perfume you use or where you bought it, only for you to apologetically tell them that your boyfriend made it himself, that it was an original. You lament to your boyfriend about the mean looks you get because of it, leaning sorrowfully against the reception counter, not catching the proud sly grin he adorns—he can’t help but love making you stand out, enhancing your already lovely presence. He also makes various hair, skin, and nail care treatments for you—masks and oils and serums galore! He wants you always feeling your best, maintaining your soft hair and skin, your beautiful hydrated and healthy nails. You’re the perfect image of vitality, all thanks to his doting treatments. He adores soaking in your beautiful visage whenever you drift through his place of work to see him— he’ll check your hands to see how the latest treatment is working for them before giving each of your smooth knuckles a kiss, then flip your hand to lay a firm kiss in your palm, inhaling the sweet notes of the perfume he made for you. In these moments, it feels like you’re completely his, and he takes good care of what’s his. In regards to acts of service, he takes pride in treating you directly. He’ll apply your serums and lotions for you—rubbing them into your skin in a caring massage, admiring any place he touches with gentle praises. Speaking of massages, say goodbye to every knot or ache in your body. His hands are god-sent, you’ll never know discomfort again. And never fret over checkups or any other medical treatments you need, obviously, your doctor boyfriend will take care of you! He honestly loves giving you checkups and you find him doing it even when you’re not in the medical office. He just appreciates being able to get an intimate look at your body to determine anything you might need—from something as minuscule as a bit of dry skin to something more serious. He’ll handle it all for you, dedicated to the cause of keeping his darling as comfortable and healthy as possible.

Childe’s love language is also a mix! He expresses his love for you through both gift giving and physical touch! We’ve been over this—Childe has more mora than he knows what to do with so he spends it all on YOU! Not only does he pepper you with lavish gifts frequently, but he also makes sure no necessities of yours are old or not working in perfect condition. If you were in a modern AU, Childe is the kind of boyfriend who takes your car to the shop for you even if you get the tiniest little knick on the paint—on his dime of course. And while your car is indisposed he’ll be more than happy to drive you anywhere you need to go! In our normal universe, Childe doesn’t let you wear shoes with a single scuff or patch of dirt on them, which makes your life difficult cause YOU’RE AN ADVENTURER. You’ve explained this to him multiple times but he just won’t hear it! So you just have to keep a pair of work shoes at the guild to swap for the latest spick and span pair Childe bought for you once you’ve finished your commissions. And even if you keep that pair looking perfect, you’ll still find a new, originally designed set waiting for you in a nicely-wrapped gift box on your bed once you return home. All you can do is sigh in defeat and love the new shoes he got you—in your favorite color too! Your boyfriend loves spending money on you, but he also can’t get enough of touching you! Whenever he’s home, if both of his hands aren’t bound behind his back, they’re on you. Your sweet, puppy-eyed lover just needs a lot of physical affection—his hands feel empty without you in them. When he’s apart from you at work, all he thinks and fantasizes about is when he’ll finally get to have you in his arms again. You’re a comfort to him in his turbulent work life, and the thought that he does it all just to come home to your beautiful face at the end of the day keeps him pressing forward. He needs a lot of physical affection to feel satiated, to the point that he’s basically on top of you all the time that you’re home. He trails after you everywhere; you’ll be cuddling on the couch, then you’ll get up to go to the kitchen, and not a minute later he’s right there behind you, kissing the space between your shoulder blades and holding you tight around the waist. Part of dating Childe is signing up to be his personal teddy bear, a job you fulfill with dedication and pride. And lots of love of course ♡

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kaeyas-beloved · 5 months

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dust

Character: Albedo

— when chalk crumbs, all that’s left is dust

CWs: gn!reader (no pronouns), ANGST, hurt/no comfort, death (Albedo), could be read as romantic or platonic, I bullshit a research entry in this, spoilers for Albedo

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He... he always talked about losing control. You never really understood what he meant by it, but you do remember the nights holding him tight and swearing that he would never fall to such evil. It just wasn't something he'd do, and your unwavering faith in him always brought him some form of comfort, even when he never believed you for a second.

"It's nice, to have someone place their trust in me that is."

But now, as you stand in the middle of the aftermath, smoke heavy in the air, buildings crumbling all around, any vision wielder that could fight congregating in the middle of the city and a pile of dust on the ground, you're left to wonder if there was any stopping what fate had ordained.

For a split second you could swear you heard nothing. When the arrow was fired and struck the threat to Mondstadt - struck Albedo, you remind yourself, he wasn't something, he was someone - you didn't know what to feel. You could feel the eyes of the people on you as you walked without thought toward the pile of powder. The pain as you scraped your knees on the concrete was nothing compared to the pain in your chest.

"The Chalk Prince... I see now..." you mumbled, hesitating to touch the substance.

"Why are you called the Chalk Prince? Don't tell me it's because you were created from chalk?" You'd asked one day while helping him in his lab, sitting not far from him on a stool.

Albedo remained silent, going back and forth between skimming through notes and adjusting the settings on his burner. "That is a conversation for another time. Now please, could you hand me two lizard tails? One blue and one red."

He never did outright answer you, but you remember him talking about how all living things will eventually and inevitably return to their original state. Maybe this is what he was trying to tell you.

The hand on your shoulder brings you back, but you can't bring yourself to look up at who it is (you later learn it was Kaeya, who had his own complicated expression). From there everything was a mess of colours and muddled words. You catch a couple apologies for your loss, people running to check on their loved ones and their homes, and discussions about what to do now. Nothing really sticks though, a case of looking but not seeing, hearing but not listening. You do, however, remember hours later being handed a wooden box, Albedo's name, birth and death date carved on the front.

“You were the closest to him. Klee also received something similar.” Fuck, you think, a fresh wave of tears coming along. Your heart breaks at just the thought of how devastated and confused Klee must be. Seeing the instant change in emotions, Jean quietly leaves you be.

The hardest part though was going through his office. It was a day you thought you’d never be prepared for. When you arrived you were proven right, stuck hesitating at the doorway.

You’d never again see him sat at his desk, documenting his findings or refilling his stock of alchemy ingredients. That painting in the corner by the window will forever lay unfinished and the small bed never to be slept in again.

His presence will slowly fade and there is nothing you can do to stop it.

With a heavy heart and tears in your eyes, you start the long and agonizing process of packing his things away. Beginning with his desk you put away various books, loose papers, displays and even the drawings Klee had gifted him over the years. You moved on to strip his bedding, then pack away his paintings. By time you reached the last bookshelf the warm hue of the evening sun was already illuminating the room.

Letting out a quiet yet shaky sigh you get to work again. Since the books were already in order you took care to keep them close to one another, taking off three or four at a time. Despite how gentle you tried to be though you managed to drop a few, the covers too heavy and slipping from your grasp. You’re quick to apologize even though there wasn’t anyone to apologize to. Still, it felt like you should.

As you collect the hardcovers and the loose papers that were neatly placed between the pages, a particular title catches your eye. Gentle setting what you gathered off to the side you begin reading through the research entry, which was dated about a year and a half ago.

During my research into the mysteries of life and creation, many documents from various backgrounds mentioned the potential of substances holding 'memories'. Some focused on the nature aspects, how trees and lakes remember what and who has affected them. Others however stated that all tangible beings can be included in this theory. Due to the evidence presented, as well as previous knowledge, I believe both are possible.

Molecular wise, it’s not out of the scope of reality, and it’s backed up in the biological aspect as well if heredity is taken into account. It raises the question of just how far alchemy can stretch the laws of nature, and if this can be applied to any and all substances that have been touched by human and nature's hands.

The moment you finish reading a tiny spark of hope ignites within you, and your body launched into autopilot before you could even think. Chalk is a substance. The chalk was him so it would have memories of him. I could bring him back! You start scanning for similar papers around the room and in his notebooks, hoping to find more clues; you collect the things you think you'd need to go through with this act of divinity.

Just as you're about to dump the first chemical that comes to mind you freeze. You... don't actually have any idea what you're doing...

No, you think, inhaling a shaky breath, I've watched him do these kinds of things so many times, I have to know something. You go to pour again yet stop once more; as the bottle trembles in midair you know deep down it's true, you don't know the first thing about creating artificial life, let alone alchemy.

The bottle thunks back onto the surface of the table and a new wave of tears begins to flow, though this time not because of loss but due to hopelessness.

Your legs are quick to give out from beneath you, your back leaning against the desk and as you bring your knees to your chest, sobs filling the forever quiet space, you manage to choke out your true feelings.

"Albedo... I don't know what to do..."

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witch-hazels-musings · 1 year

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holding you

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

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

character x gn reader | anthology

Albedo

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

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

“Hi,” you reply, a bit muffled.

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

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

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

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

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

Dainsleif

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

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

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

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

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

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

Diluc

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Kaeya

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Man - the things you do to him.

Xiao

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

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

“Mm ... this is ...”

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

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

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

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

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fandangotales · 1 year

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FANDANGO! FANDANGO! FANDANGO!!! I JUST HAD A WILD MF THOUGHT FROM THE LAST HORNY REVERSE ISEKAI AU ASK!!

what if you accidentally left your computer on when going out for a quick grocery shopping? and what if the characters accidentally stumble on your nsfw liked posts, arts or even worse! asmrs? as someone who has a good stash of sub genshin things i would be ready to yeet myself off of my balcony🤭

Warnings: NSFW mention/content, cult au, a pinch of yandere. <3

Pervious fic mentioned in the ask HERE

Characters: Albedo, Venti <3

A/n: As somebody who also has a good stash of sub genshin things, I would gladly join you… especially if they found my tumblr.

REBLOGS AND COMMENTS ARE VERY MUCH APPRECIATED! <3

Albedo:

You were casually sitting on the couch one day, scrolling through your phone. Another Qiqi meme, and another ad for “free” primogems…

You were getting rather bored, and a little creeped out at how much Albedo was staring at the “strange device” in your hands.

You decided to ignore his analytical stare, as the alchemist would often look at you for extended periods of time.

You shrugged it off, going back to your scrolling.

To anybody else, it would probably be seen as strange, but considering that you were The Creator…

Any opportunity to behold your holiness, to be in the same space as you, or to simply to bask in your presence…

It is an honor of the highest degree.

So please, don’t be too bothered by his unblinking stare.

Albedo observed the way you would always have it with you, and how you seemed to give it most of your attention. Perhaps you were revisiting the “Posts” in your “Saved Folder”?

The one time you showed him how to navigate this thing you called Instagram, he might’ve clicked on something he wasn’t supposed to see…

Now, it wasn’t his intention to snoop into your saved folder! But, Albedo’s curiosity was piqued. And with that curiosity, it becomes impossible for him ignore the subject of interest. Especially when that specific subject pertained to you.

53 saved posts, the screen read.

His eyes had widened, as he took in the contents of your screen.

53 posts of… him and some of your other acolytes, in questionable angles, often doing questionable activities, or wearing questionable articles of clothing… was this something you were into?

He’d need to document this new information, to know more about Teyvat’s Creator.

His memories were interrupted by your voice.

“…do you want something?” You asked, wondering what Albedo was thinking about.

You saw him nervously shift where he sat, as he cleared his throat.

“I… would like to ask you about the art you have saved on Instagram.”

You froze, immediately turning off your phone and shoving it underneath you.

“Oh! Hahah! Of course…!” You trailed, silently dying on the inside.

If he had saw THAT folder, you were in for quite a bit of explaining.

“Art! Y-yes…” You said, seeming to avoid eye contact.

“If that stuff can even be considered art-“ You half mumbled, indiscreetly shoving the phone into the depths of the couch cushions.

He could sense your obvious discomfort, so he decided to cut straight to his point, in an attempt to spare you some embarrassment.

“Your Grace.” The blonde started, in all seriousness, “Would it be pleasing to you if I were to wear cat ears?”

The room was dead silent, except for the occasional bird chirp from outside. Albedo was unnerved by your blank stare. He wasn’t being too presumptuous to assume that you wanted him in that way-

Or maybe you were disappointed in his lack of enthusiasm? He could assure you that he would be delighted to serve you in that way, to gain your favor, to be yours-

“I-if that’s not enough I could wear a collar too!-“ He blurted, sitting up completely straight.

The silence returned momentarily, as your mind whirled with ideas of what to say, how to even deal with this…

Before you could come up with a response, the image of Albedo in cat ears and a collar was conjured up into your mind.

His soft blonde hair and matching cat ears… a turquoise collar to match his eyes…

The way he might look up at you, not so innocently pawing at your body, desperately panting for your attention-

“Your Grace, are you alright?!” Albedo panicked, quickly approaching you with a cloth. “Why is your nose bleeding?”

Venti:

“Yeah, and there’s a ton of music that people from all over this world have recorded, and the best part…”

You trailed off, for a dramatic effect. You saw Venti’s aquamarine eyes follow your every move.

“You can either listen to music, or watch anything on this platform, as long as you have WiFi!” You gushed, going on and on about the wonders of “YouTube”

A chime sounded, interrupting your rant.

“Oh, the cookies are done!” You exclaimed, getting up from your spot on the bed. “I’ll be right back, feel free to browse YouTube for whatever you’d like to hear!”

“Ehe, ok!” He smiled, gleefully clicking into the “Library” section of the “app”.

The door of the room clicked shut, and the ex-archon was left by himself.

“Recently watched?” He said to himself, curiously tapping on the category.

A wide variety of videos pulled up on the screen of the phone.

He hummed, casually kicking his feet in time with the rhythm, as he scrolled through the videos.

“Daddy Diluc punishes you for not paying your bar tab? ASMR?”

He tapped the video, as the first hints of sound emit from the device.

“You’ve been naughty, kitten…” the voice trailed, sounding eerily similar, if not exactly the same as Diluc. “But I think you already know that… don’t you?”

Venti wheezed, doubling over laughing. To think that the Creator of Teyvat would watch and listen to something of this nature-

The door opened, as you finally returned from taking the cookies out of the oven.

Venti flinched, attempting to hide the phone behind his back. However, in his haste to move the object, it fell out of his hands.

You stared at the bard in confusion, still standing in the doorway. Before you could ask him about his flustered state, a loud clunk sounded throughout the room. The phone had fallen right between your desk and the wall.

You choked when you heard the oh-so-familiar voice coming from the phone.

“Since you’ve been so naughty, basically begging for my attention, I guess I’ll just have to punish you. Hm? You’d like that?”

“VENTI WHY DID YOU CLICK ON THAT?!” You screeched, immediately dropping to the ground, desperately reaching your hand into the crack between the wall and your desk. You failed to reach the device.

“I-“ he started, continuously being interrupted with laughter. “I-m sorry, y- Your Grace-“

You were mortified when the less appropriate part of the video started, the lewd noises echoing through the room.

“H-hah, kitten… you’re so tight- so perfect for me, bent over the bar like this…”

Your face went bright red, as you stood up, hastily grabbing Venti’s arm, proceeding to drag him out of the room.

You slammed the door shut, as Venti kept laughing.

“You. Heard. Nothing.” You said, your face turning bright red.

“Nothing.” He said, an innocent smile on his lips.

You sighed in relief, before seeing the mischievous expression on his face.

“Venti…” you warned, side eyeing him.

“I heard absolutely nothing, kitten.” He cackled, before he went dead silent. “Is…that my voice?”

From under the door, you heard a new video begin to play.

“A-ah- please-“ somebody said, imitating Venti’s voice.

“W-windblume- I’m- hAH~ g-going to c-cum!”

Your face somehow managed to get redder, as you slowly turned back toward him.

“I… I am so sorry you have to hear that.” You muttered, your eyes meeting his amused ones.

“Don’t worry about it! After all, I wouldn’t mind if we were to record our own video like that.” Venti grinned, taking your hands in his own.

You blushed even harder, as he continued his rant, excitedly detailing all he wants to do with you. His fanatical expression was making you a little nervous.

You just didn’t understand how euphoric this made him, to know that you were watching things of this nature about him- and that he was with you now, all alone…

“Anddd, maybe you could bend ME over a bar? That could make for a really interesting ballad, about the scandalous love between the Creator and the Anemo Ar-“

He was cut off by a particularly high pitched moan coming from behind the door.

You swiftly retracted your hands, running back inside of the room, thankful for the excuse to escape his tightening grip.

“I am turning this phone off, if it’s the very last thing I do!” You screamed, angrily attempting (and failing) to reach for the wretched device.

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