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outivv · 3 years

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Can I request Albedo x Cryo Reader angst to fluff where Albedo starts to hang out more with Sucrose and starts praising Sucrose a lot and reader notices it whenever they go and visits. Reader is jealous but pushes it aside being happy that Sucrose is being praised for her work. A few days later when Reader visits Albedo, Albedo works on a experiment something goes wrong and he gets upset and when reader tries to comfort him he lashes out on them and tells them that they wished that they were Sucrose. That hurts reader and they run out. A day later when Albedo returns to Mondstadt to look for the reader, he is told that the reader had left to go to Liyue. He immediately realized the gravity of his mistake and goes after them. (With Jean’s permission ofc) and he goes to Liyue. He finds Reader in Wangshu Inn talking to Xiao and Xiao gets overprotective of Reader until Reader tells him to give them alone time. Once them two alone he tries to apologize to Reader and Reader has this dead look in her eyes about how it hurt and how she felt awful. He starts apologizing to her saying that it wasn’t her fault and stuff like that. They give him one more chance before Albedo runs up to them and swings them around with a Xiao overlooking the two before disappearing.

Sorry if it doesn’t make sense, it’s my first time requesting but I really do love your writing and I keep reread a lot of your fanfictions 😄😄

Synopsis: albedo praising sucrose for her capabilities got to you a bit, but you kept trying to better your own abilities! Though after a failed experiment albedo lashes out on you, claiming that he wishes you were sucrose. After that incident you go too see an old friend at wangshu inn.

Warnings: um... none other than albedo’s a little mean. Oh! Also I made it so (hopefully) you feel bad for Xiao. That’s not a warning more of a heads up though.

Game/ fandom: genshin impact

Characters: albedo, and xiao

Pronouns for reader: gender neutral/ not mentioned

A/n: I choked on my ice cream while reading this. Twice. It’s so good! I love albedo, and xiao so much and this. Just thisssss. *mwah* having the angst of albedo being a dick, and then xiao being protective (and yes I hinted at him having feelings for you. I hope that was alright) just... yes. I switched between doing a headcanon format, and a fic format... and I chose headcanons, I hope that’s alright, if you want it in more detail I can do a fic format. Truly whatever you want, and I’ll write it as soon as I can! But for now enjoy this, because I certainly enjoyed writing it! Have a wonderful day/afternoon/evening!!! <3 (also I wasn’t sure how to slip in what type of vision the reader had so... yeah </3)

Being one of albedo’s assistants, and being in a relationship with him had its ups and downs sure! But nothing compared to what was happening now... he was praising sucrose more often, paying more attention to her, and in general being with her more.

You were happy for sucrose! There was no denying that! But you couldn’t help this suffocating feeling of jealousy, and guilt. You felt guilty for feeling jealous... you felt like you were wishing something upon sucrose that you would regret later. It was silly, it really was, but you couldn’t help it.

So, when albedo asked you to help him with a experiment you were overjoyed! You had a small role in the experiment, but not the point! But sadly, the experiment failed. Laving albedo frustrated, so obviously you were going to comfort him to the best of your capabilities! But that made him more frustrated, and he lashed out at you saying, “I wish you were like sucrose! She could’ve done this experiment singlehandedly!” It was odd, and scary to say the least, when albedo raised his voice.

It was a side that you rarely saw, and made you want to crawl into a hole. He only ever lost his temper when he was seriously upset, so you knew it was serious. That he was serious. His words hurt, they pierced right through your heart. You could feel tears welling up, and albedo’s anger made it no better. You left dragonspine after he was done, and made your way to your home to pack for liyue. You were going to see an old friend you met on your adventures.

A few days passed since the incident. Sucrose was getting worried, for she hadn’t seen you around. Albedo was in a worse shape than her though. He was getting anxious. Why hadn’t you come home yet? Did he hurt you that badly? He didn’t mean any of it... you know that right?

Albedo finally had enough. He was going to request for Jean to give him a few days off and go look for you. He hadn’t seen you anywhere in mondstadt, so you must be in liyue... right? If not... well... he’ll flip the world upside down to find you.

Packing his own things in a hurry, he left to go find you. On his journey he found an inn to stay at. Exploring the inn, and trying to find his room he saw an oddly familiar person... it was you?! You were here?! And... who’s that guy you’re talking to. Why is he so close? He approached you looking for answers.

Suddenly the teal haired man turned and glared at albedo, pushing you behind him protectively. “I know who you are, and you’re not welcome here.” (I know it’s cringy but moving on) xiao’s voice condescending and cold. His posture protective, and ready to fight the alchemist at any moment that he can. Albedo only looked at xiao with a deadpan expression and said, “I just want to talk to y/n. Please.” His voice polite and warm, yet monotone.

Xiao opened his mouth to speak, but was cut off by you tapping his shoulder. “Xiao, it’s alright. I want to speak to him.” You said in a small voice. You sounded tired, or maybe just sad. The adeptus walked past albedo, but not before glaring at him. ‘A warning’ albedo thought, understandable, but not taken lightly.

Albedo moved a bit closer to you saying, “y/n... I’m sorry. I didn’t mean any of that I was just... frustrated. I love you, and I know that it wasn’t your fault. I shouldn’t have taken my anger out you.” He grabbed your hands and pulled them towards his chest. You had a dead look on you face, you were clearly tired too. You sighed saying, “albedo... you shouldn’t sugar coat everything with saying I love you” that... was it? “Oh, I’m sorry.” He said not realizing what he said until now.

You smiled a bit saying, “it’s alright, what you said a few days ago wasn’t... it still hurt. But, despite all of that... I’ll give you a second chance” albedo’s face lit up with excitement, and he picked you up and spun you around. The once dead look on your face turned to one of happiness as you held albedo’s face in your hands, and reached down to kiss him.

Xiao watched from the sidelines, watching as you forgave a man who broke your heart. Xiao was there to pick up the pieces, but albedo took the credit. Xiao was the one who cherished you. Xiao was the one who never broke your heart. So why didn’t you choose him? He disappeared into thin air as these thoughts clouded his mind. At least you were happy... but it wasn’t with him.

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officialscaramouche · 3 years

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Yellow

pairing: Albedo x reader

summary: Albedo noticed a change in your behavior lately and he’s going to figure out why.

warnings: nonne

word count: 1,118

The sequel to green! Have a nice fluffy comfort fic. Also posted on ao3

EDIT: can’t believe i posted only HALF of the story. i fixed it

Your behavior had changed these past few days. He wasn’t sure if he was reading into things that weren’t there, but he couldn’t shake off the feeling that something had happened and you didn’t tell him about it. Was it a bad day at work? Were you not feeling well? Perhaps that creep at the bar had bothered you again? Did he say something wrong?

Whatever it was, Albedo loved that you came to him for comfort. He loved to hear you complain because you’d ask for his love afterward. He listened to you whenever you needed and he loved to do it because he loved you. That isn’t to say he got off on your misfortune, but rather he felt special knowing you trusted him at your most vulnerable.

When the two of you would fight he never raised his voice or said things he didn’t mean. He let you speak your part, even if your part was the whole fight. He’d let you yell and say terrible things. He did so because he wanted to understand your pain, feel your pain. He never fought back because if you were upset, you usually were reasonably so. Be it that he spends more time in the lab than with you, or he missed your planned dinner date because he got caught up painting the night sky, or maybe that something he said simply came off rude. He’d always hear you out and he’d always understand. But this time you didn’t come to him and he didn’t understand why.

The sun was beginning to set and the sky was filled with warm yellows and pinks and blues and he couldn’t help but to think of you. He looked at his unfinished research sprawled out before him and made a decision. He recorded all of the current statuses of his concoctions and ripped a page out of the notebook. He walked over to Sucrose who was dusting the shelves and tapped her on the shoulder. “Here,” he said, pulling her wrist to place the note in her hand. “Please watch over my table, I’m going home.”

Sucrose pushed her glasses up the bridge of her nose and peeked at the notes. “Oh, okay. Something come up?” Sucrose adored you and sometimes she felt like you were too good for Albedo. She felt like she didn’t have the right to feel this way due to her lack of experience, but she sees how patient you are with him and how doting you can be sometimes, and frankly, she wished she could receive the same treatment.

Albedo remained as deadpan as always. But Sucrose could tell that he was feeling some type of way. “I think so. I’ll be back as soon as I can, I promise.”

Sucrose nudged him on towards the door. “I’ll be okay. If I need anything I’ll come to the city. Go!”

Albedo wasn’t a big fan of the Windblume festival. There were too many people out and about, the music was too loud, and too many drunkards walking around during the day. But you liked the festival. You liked meeting travelers, dancing in the streets with your friends, and often times you were found stumbling out of the bar with an overly-friendly bard that paid for all of your drinks. That’s why he found it odd that you weren’t begging him to go play booth games, eat street food, and having drunken sex every night.

Instead, when you last spoke, you weren’t reluctant to send him off back to the mountains. In fact, you seemed to be rather unbothered about his leave and that bothered him. He promised he’d be back in less than two weeks and you told him not to worry and that he shouldn’t rush back. In your letters, you sent a significantly less amount of papers, remaining vague and monotonous about your excursions and almost avoiding telling him you missed him altogether. He loved you through and through. He loved hearing how much you missed him. So when your last three letters failed to mention that, he had to come back to see what was going on.

You greeted him like normal. You jumped into his arms and you screamed with delight. “Welcome home! You’re so early!”

Albedo wrapped his arms around your waist and held you close, nuzzling his face into your neck and breathing in your skin. “Something told me I needed to come home,” he says matter-of-factly, pulling back to look into your eyes. “I missed you.”

“What do you mean? Did you think I was in trouble?” There you go again, avoiding voicing your affections. He couldn’t lie to himself. It really bothered him.

“No, not in trouble. I’m just worried that you’re upset with me.”

You pull away and look at him dumbfounded. “Upset with you? What gave you that idea?”

Albedo pulls out your three letters. Your eyes widen in genuine surprise. “Here, you greet me plainly, just ‘Albedo,’ but you normally say ‘my love, my dearest, light of my life,’ and then in this letter, you said you’ve been feeling down but you didn’t tell me why, and then here you didn’t tell me what you thought of my sketch like you always do, and then in this one--”

You quickly put a hand to his mouth and chuckle. “Oh, honey I didn’t know you looked so deeply into my letters.”

Albedo dropped his shoulders and pulled your hand away from his mouth. “I know you, you’re predictable. These things bother me.”

Albedo looked pathetic. You felt a little bad for showing your bitterness in your letters, but you didn’t know he was so sensitive to the slight changes. It still bothered you that such a beautiful, unique, and special flower brought him to think of another woman. You admit that it’s a little silly, but Windblume was all about flowers and lovers and if he should be reminded of anyone it should’ve been you.

“Well,” you begin, looking away from his staring eyes. “I guess...there is something.”

Albedo cups your face with his hands and watches you closely. “Did I do something? Please tell me.”

You take a deep breath and sigh. “It’s stupid.”

Albedo shakes his head and thumbs your cheeks. “Nothing that upsets you is stupid. Now spit it out.”

You avert your gaze once more and pout, fighting with yourself. “...The other day...when…” Albedo nods, pulling you close and caressing your shoulders tenderly. “When we made the sweet flower…” His ears perk up with the newfound context and observes your expressions. Your eyebrows are furrowed and your cheeks are flush with nerves...or was it embarrassment? “You said it reminded you of...Sucrose...and not me.”

Albedo stares at you blankly for a moment, recalling the day’s events. He hardly remembers any of it besides being pleasantly surprised to see you. He remembers being pulled out of his focus, paint on his face and hands, to you sweetly calling his name. You shivered in the cold, not fully prepared to face the mountain but you were expecting him to be in the camp, not on the mountain trail. He rushed over to you, leaving his easel and brushes behind to give you his coat and gloves. You handed him a book and explained the situation. Then, he was teaching you how to combine elements in a certain order to conjure the beautiful ancient sweet flower.

He remembers telling Sucrose it reminded him of her, but did he notice your uncomfortability? Did he fail to recognize the neglect? He looks at you ashamed, his eyes glassy with regret. “I’m sorry,” he finally answers. “I didn’t know that my words hurt you like this. I’m sorry, my love.”

Albedo kisses your forehead sweetly, rubbing your hands nervously. Albedo felt an uncomfortable tingling in the tips of his fingers, his body warm with sorrow. You smile weakly and assure him that you accept his apology. “But…” you whine, getting Albedo’s attention once more. “The festival is all about flowers and lovers…”

Albedo pinches your cheek. “Want to know what flower reminds me of you?” You look at him expectantly. “Your smile brings me much warmth, like laying in the sun after being cold for so long and it makes my skin tingle a little, but the warmth envelops me and holds me tight. Your laugh is sweeter than any sweet flower nectar and can turn the worst days into the best. Your predictability is comforting, in the sense that you’re right where I need you, when I need you. And you’re never hard to find, because you’re always right by my side.”

You roll your eyes impatiently. “So what flower am I?”

Albedo laughs at your impatience and kisses you gently, lovingly. “Y/N, when I’m out in the fields and I have a desperate longing for you and I’m missing you with all of my heart, I turn to look to where you would be and at my feet, with me along every journey, you are there in the cecilias.” He peppers your cheeks with kisses, holding you tighter. “I can’t make a cecilia in the lab. If I want to find one, I have to go where the sun shines the brightest, where the wind is the sweetest, and the grass is the greenest. And I will gladly cross Teyvat for you, [Y/N].”

You were right. Green wasn’t your color. The rays of the sun, the life in the flowers, and the light in the day were your colors. You were yellow.

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