#genshin albedo x reader

[aluiferuous]

SUBJECTS: mondstadt boys, genshin impact. TYPE: comfort, fluff. CATEGORIZATIONS: gender neutral reader, physical touch (hugging, hand holding, mild kissing but not on the lips, etc,) sharing a bed, potential romantic undertones, unspecified nightmare, extremely brief violence (bennett hits you to wake you up lol). ARCHIVIST’S NOTES: you wake up from a nightmare. luckily, someone is there to comfort you.

  after perhaps the fourth or fifth repetition of your name, your eyes snap open, and you stare blankly at albedo. he stares back, brows creased with concern. “can i touch you?” he whispers, barely audible. you manage a nod, and he very carefully takes your hand. you inhale slowly, trying to match the rhythm of his breathing. albedo handles you like glass, merely sitting beside you for a moment. he asks, “do you want to talk about it?” and you merely shake your head. “alright. i’m here for you.” you give him a small smile, and lift your interlocked hands to your lips, pressing a kiss to his knuckles. “i know,” you murmur.

  in your defense, you were only acting accordingly. when someone slaps you in the face, even in the throes of a nightmare or the embrace of sleep, it’s only natural for you to respond in turn. so that’s how you wake up already mid-slap, bennett looking at you with wild eyes. you wrench your hand back as if it’s been burned, and bennett grins, apparently unconcerned by the fact that you were about to hit him. “sorry,” you say, more than a little alarmed. “are you okay?” bennett asks earnestly, taking both your hands in his. “do you need anything? water, warm milk, tea—”?” “no, bennett, i-i’m fine. just…” you squeeze his hands, offering a smile. “just you.”

  it takes you a while to come to, but once you do, with heaving chest and pounding heart, you’re enveloped in a warm embrace. diluc is never the touchy-feely type, not like you are, but he makes exceptions. you swallow thickly, turning to look at him. his eyes are shut firmly, though the speed of his breathing indicates he’s very much awake. wrapped in his strong arms, it’s hard to remember what you were so scared of in the first place. with a soft exhale, your eyes drift off, and you let sleep take you once more.

  you tear your eyes open with a shudder, the vestiges of your dream already fading like fog in the morning sun. you stare at the ceiling blankly, trying to gather your thoughts, and suddenly feel an ice-cold touch on the back of your neck. your whole body crumples in a flinch, and you grumble, “kaeya!” a soft laugh is the only reply you earn, an arm wrapping around your waist. “sorry,” he murmurs, not sounding even remotely so. “what were you dreaming about?” and oddly enough, you don’t even remember.

  razor likes to sleep in piles, so it’s not alarming when you wake up to him all curled up, practically lying on your chest. you clear your throat, wriggling away from him if only so you can breathe, and razor barely seems to stir as he wraps an arm around you, holding you in place. you let out a sigh, wrapping an arm around him in turn. you can feel his heartbeat where your chests connect, steady and even. you listen to it for a moment, waiting for the pounding of yours to slow, and razor opens one eye to peer at you. when you look back, he closes it quickly, feigning sleep. you can’t help but smile and reach up to ruffle his hair, letting out a slow breath. you can’t even remember why you woke in the first place.

  neither of you are strangers to nightmares. it’s a good day when neither of you has one, but a rare one. you’re unsurprised when you wake up covered in sweat, a dying scream pulling at your vocal chords. venti barely seems to have noticed, but the way that he’s wrapped around you like a cocoon indicates otherwise. you wince, rubbing your eyes wearily. “sorry,” you whisper, voice hoarse. “don’t be,” venti replies. you let out a slow breath, releasing all the air from your lungs, and listen to the sound of his heartbeat, and the soft hum of a long-forgotten hymn upon his lips.

[nogenderbee]

♡˗ˏ✎*ೃ˚ 𝕊𝕝𝕖𝕖𝕡𝕪𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕕 ₊˚ˑ༄

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ @miya-akane request: Kaveh, Gaming, Xiao, Albedo with sleepyhead s/o that would sleep anywhere perhaps?

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*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Aoooh, I like it! Just like I love to sleep hehe <3 Seriously, you're requesting me to write about myself? Alright! I won't say no to that because I'm having fun calling myself out so far!

Okey okey, now seriously... hope you'll like what I wrote!

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ fluff

✧ Albedo is kinda the opposite of you... he can pull off mant sleepless night for the sake of finishing his project and you apparently can't live without at least one nap during the day?

✧ he doesn't mind that tho. All he does is prepare some comfy surface and get fireplace going so you with freeze there

✧ but it there's situation when you need to be awake and your eyes are closing on their own... it gives him a little push to make some potion that might help you out with that

✧ of course it's you choice if you accept it or not, he'll completely understand if you'll prefer to get some proper sleep instead if lying to your body with potion

✧ believe it or not, he won't mind carrying you to bed at all! He's used to carrying Klee on his back so you shouldn't be a problem either

✧ but don't try using it because trust me, he knows when you're really tired and when you just have want to be carried. But its not like he can say no to you either way so maybe it doesn't matter after all...

"You're tired? I have hard time believing it... but a small rest is alright too. Tho some movement would be good for your body too..."

"Are you trying to suggest me something...?"

"Oh no, don't get me wrong. You're perfect, I simply care about you health."

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@bleachtheidiot @miya-akane - come get your chalk alchemist~

✧ Xiao doesn't sleep at all. He can somehow get how humans need to sleep... but this much? Is it normal or are you sick?

✧ first time he saw that trait of yours, he literally took you to Qiqi, even accepted the fact Baizhu could be there just so they could check up on you

✧ after discovering you're not sick, he relaxes a bit but still thinks there must be something up with you...

"Is it... really normal? Let me get this straight... you slept for 10 hours and now you also want to take 4 hour nap right after taking 3 hour one? Don't you see anything concerning here?"

"Night..."

"At least sleep on be- eh... I guess I can just put you there..."

✧ he usually let's you sleep whenever you want but if you sleep for too long... he'll most likely wake you up so you won't be up at night

✧ he's not gonna carry you at any given opportunity, so the only way is by you randomly telling asleep in the city or almost falling asleep

✧ he's not gonna let you trip after all... might as well carry you and put you in bed

✧ also I hope you have a deep sleep because with him carrying you, it's gonna be a little bumpy... he doesn't get how that can interrupt but if you tell him, he'll try to be gentler

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@bleachtheidiot @miya-akane - come get your tsundere adepti~

✧ Ga ming absolutely understands you, naps are just sometimes needed!

✧ maybe he doesn't take as much of them as you do but everyone probably just have different energy and need different amount...

✧ he's usually not gonna carry you so whenever he sees you tripping a bit, he'll look for someplace to sit down and let's you sleep there

✧ but if you're tripping and there's absolutely no space to sit down... he'll do his best to carry you comfortably and find something comfy

✧ when you're in public, he'll give his shoulder or lap for you to rest without second thought! In private he does that too but it's usually with some thought that lasts one second because how fan he decline?

✧ sometimes he actually joins you on your naps! It happens quite rarely and only when you're in private around afternoon... if he's feeling a bit sleepy, might as well take a nap with you!

"Hey c'mon move a little bit... I could use a nap took you know?"

"5 minutes..."

"Eh... well hope I don't scare you by napping on you..."

✧ he usually reminds you 4 hours before the meeting about it so you can take a nap if you wish and refill your energy

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@bleachtheidiot @vodka-glrl @miya-akane - come get your dim sum lover!

✧ Kaveh usually takes a nap too, just from different reasons you do

✧ he's not necessarily sleepy person but he simply pulls many all nighters making him tired during the day

✧ he doesn't always get the opportunity or time to take a nap but when he does, he'd gladly take one

✧ as for sleeping in public... as much as he doesn't mind it, there are lots of thief's in Sumeru so he's just worried you'll get yourself robbed someday

✧ he usually goes to the city with you and when he sees you young trippy, be will carry you unless his hands are full of files

✧ but if they aren't... he'll take you to closest restaurant where he orders something to drink for himself and sketches while you lay on his lap

✧ also, you gave him very nice project to think of... areas to take naps in public... he's gonna figure something out!

"Sleeping on bench isn't very comfortable... you sure you don't want to move anywhere else?"

"Is there any comfiest place nearby?"

"Uh... now that you mention it... not yet!"

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@bleachtheidiot - come get your architect beuty~

[yourangel137]

“You’re such a good girl.”

Hello darling 🐈‍⬛ anon! It’s good to see you again! I’m sorry this took so long to make, but I hope u like it, pls lmk!

Pairings: Albedo x Fem!reader

Warnings: S m u t without any plot. Straight up going at it + praise kink :D

Type: drabble

Word count: 740 words

Summary: Reader has a praise kink and Albedo is sure to use that to his advantage <3

“You’re so beautiful..” Your cheeks flush, breath becoming uneven once his hands trail over your skin. His fingertips trail gently over your imperfections, however, to him, they aren’t imperfections but just another part of your body to love. His lips kiss every inch of your body, hoping to give you the feeling of love you always wished to feel, and it does. Every kiss makes your skin feel like it’s on fire, every hickey he places on your skin is yet another patch of art on your blank canvas and even though you felt overwhelmed by his love, you let him continue. “You’re so gorgeous. You’re perfect..” His words leave you with yet another skip of a heartbeat. You’re forever thankful to him, for his love. Even if the nights ended up more rough, even if they ended up more lustful,, in the end he’ll always stay and take care of you. Making love always felt so good with him, but having lustful, needy sex, also always felt good. He never made you feel used, always keeping a close eye on your every movement, listening to your every word and always stopping when the code was called. He’s giving you the respect you deserve and you feel so incredibly lucky to have him as your lover.

You feel his lips press against your neck, softly nibbling on your skin and making little hickeys here and there. A soft noise leaves your slightly swollen lips, swollen from all the making out you did with your boyfriend. “You sound so good, like music to my ears. Does it feel good, Darling?” you blush, cheeks heating up in mere seconds while his voice sounds huskier than usual, softly talking in your ear. “Y-yeah.. it feels good.”

“That’s good to hear, my love. You’re being such a good girl.”

The sudden praise sends waves of lust through your body, a reaction you never expected to get from praise. Goosebumps cover your skin, showing his praise even made your skin react and of course Albedo noticed that. “You like praising, I see~ I never expected you to react like this upon my word use. I will note that down for next time.”

Before you could deny his words you feel his hand grope one of your breasts, massaging it in his hand and gently rubbing over your nipple. Your nipple hardens, needing more of his attention and before you could comment on it you can already feel his lips press around it. Your hand places itself on top of his head before he starts sucking and licking your nipple, playing with the other nipple with his fingers. Albedo seems to always know what you love, where to touch you to make you moan and how to fuck you properly to make you climax. Maybe he indeed writes things down and remembers things along the way when exploring your body.

You let out a louder mewl the moment you feel him pinch one of your nipples, He takes a moment to take in your noises with a smirk plastered on his face. Albedo moves away from your chest, looking at your current blushing state before asking: “Can you be a good girl and open your legs for me?”

You didn’t let him ask you twice, your legs immediately open for him and his hand soon finds its way where you wanted it the most.

“Good girl, you’re listening so well to me.”

Your untouched pussy clenches a little bit, praise really seems to be doing a lot to you but you’re not complaining about it at all. His fingers softly starts rubbing your needy clit, your glistening precum already sticking onto his fingers while he rubs it all over your clit. “You’re so wet for me, Y/N, I bet we wouldn’t need any lube.”

“You did that to me..” You softly spoke out, biting your lip afterwards to hold back any louder noises threatening to come through your lips.

“Oh I know that, it just means I’m doing a good job, right? I already promised you I’d make you feel good, didn’t I?”

“Yeah.. You did.. Hnngg.” You answer, hands gently gripping onto the bedsheets the moment you feel two of his fingers enter your wet pussy and him moving his fingers in and out.

“Good girl, this is what you deserve after all, for being so good to me all the time.”

I hope u have a good day<3

Much love,

Angel

20-08-2023

[alatusprinz]

yan! genshin x darling with abandonment issues

characters : xiao , albedo , kaedehara kazuha x f! reader

warning : obsessive behavior, kidnapping, stockholm syndrome, the very stereotypical traits found in yandere lovers, mention of planned/considering murder, manipulation, threatening, etc. reader has abandonment issues, insecurities, and is wary/distrustful about love and romantic partners in general. < fem pronouns used - bride etc >

諸行無常 - 世のすべてのものは、移り変わり、また生まれては消滅する運命を繰り返し、永遠に変わらないものはないということ。

Shogyou mujou - Impermanence. A phrase that means everything in the world repeats its destiny to to be born and to disappear, that there is no existence in the world that remains without changing . 

[ prior scenario ]

“hey…” you called out to your captor, finally working up the courage to talk to him like you would to anyone else. when your voice broke the silence in the sullen room, his gaze was immediately directed at you. 

“what is it?” you gulped at his curt yet obvious reply, still trying to keep your voice from wavering when you continued onto a subject you knew could upset them or worse. you were displeased by how much you were trembling at the thought, even when there was not an ounce of wrath evident in his voice or face as of present.

in truth, it took you however long you imagine to even work out the confidence to demand such inquiry, it could’ve been days, weeks or even more. you couldn’t have known exactly how long- after all, it’s been a paradox in time since the cursed moment you stepped foot into his lair. you reckon it’s been quite a few months in captivity if not a year already. 

“what do you really want from me, keeping me here?” you saw him open his mouth to respond, but you immediately continued without giving him or yourself time. you feared you would lose your will to speak otherwise, despite having repeated the same question in your mind millions of times. 

“so now you have me in this cramped room at all times within your sight. i barely move or talk… i’m almost kept like… a doll here.” you kept your eyes on him for any chances of extreme anger or outburst while resuming. 

“you see, people lose interest. as time passes, your former shiny doll will always lose its gleam and a new doll will catch your eye. when someone learns a song they adore on zither or harp it won’t matter, the song feels less special once you’ve mastered the flow and rhythm so it belongs to you completely- when the song doesn’t have anything new to offer anymore. you could buy anything and make it your possession, but it will always bore you in the end. it’s a matter of time.” his face remained as blank as ever, still listening carefully to your uncharacteristically melancholic statement today. 

“love that comes from mere fascination or ownership… won’t last.” 

so let me go while you still cherish me. before you decide to abandon me like a used toy. you were ashamed to admit your original motivation of asking him to let you go won’t leave your mouth. 

you would rather bite your tongue and die this very instant than admit to him why you were asking this question after all this time. you tried and tried to repress your feelings, the growing feeling inside your chest that is slowly turning into fondness and familiarity instead of sheer disgust and loathe as you should be feeling. it doesn’t make sense- he robbed you of your everything. everything you learned to be a part of your mundane life, every routine and passion you’ve had (you barely even remember what life was before, but you imagine you could’ve had… those things that made you human.) disappeared like dandelion pappus in the wind. you try, you look at his godforsaken actions he veil and glorify as an act of love, you scoff and ignore and fight with all your will not to bend into his desires as easily. but the crawling, sinking realization you were aware from a while ago ate away at what little left from your pride each moment past. 

you couldn’t pretend like everything was normal anymore, not when every inch of your body, every thought surrounding your brain was his love. you knew your true feelings for your captor now. but you couldn’t possibly unravel the truth he oh-so desperately wants- needs to hear. in truth, you felt yourself fall deeper for his wicked charm every day. it made you physically sick but the way he loved you, the way he touched you and caressed your soul, his suffocating care for you felt familiar now, you craved him, you yearned for his impudence in all its glory, the gut wrenchingly familiar scent of his when you awoke from nightmares. you searched for him, you yearned his presence when he wasn’t around and you were positive he knew it. after all, he was the one who trained your body and soul to his perfection- carved your being, to the point you seemed to be the one chasing him at this point in your mind, the only space you have left to you that's private.

it scared you to bits whenever you thought of revealing your feelings. what if he only liked the thrill of your struggles? what if he only wanted the chase? what if he grew tired of you soon now that you’re all boring and “his”? 

this is how your thoughts finally manifested itself into a question, to test the waters. 

he finally responded. 

and it wasn’t at all what you had expected. 

xiao ( alatus) .

“how absurd.” xiao really could not understand the worries of you mortals. he could swear to the seven archons that he tried, he had asked around, he read words on papers you call “books” that seemingly guide you when you’re lost, (worthless if you ask him, since it didn’t guide him when he needed it the most with you),  he’s spent time observing countless mortals just so he could get a grip on how your restless mind works.

it’s like you seem to confuse him more and more as time passes by, and that was quite the opposite of what he desired. 

“what makes you believe you are as worthless as physical objects?” xiao found no reason in mincing his words, your comparison made him offended, if anything. how could you possibly imagine thinking of yourself as the same value of an inanimate object, or even a melody that’s shared between hundreds or thousands at the same time? the idea of you being shared between countless mortals and being another’s “property” left not only a bitter taste in his mouth, but a dangerous, lingering urge to choose destruction.

the general yaksha was no fool to his vow, he was never to harm or terminate mortals, let alone liyue inhabitants. the lord of geo and his contract would not allow. however, a small voice at the back of his voice whispered- he was a guardian yaksha. he was known, a living legend amongst the nationals, surely nobody would dare stand against an Adepti’s desire. after all, mortals were weak and easily manipulated. he could make sure anyone stay away within a minute of a conversation or a… threatening action. and as much as he does not wish to sever his vows to the lord of geo, he certainly held the nonpacifict solution should the circumstances demand. 

but... keeping you here, away from those who would bring you harm protects both you, his angel and his vow to avoid harming mortals, don't they? it was the perfect solution.

he thought he had made it clear by now- that he adored you more than anything, that never once in his painfully long existence he had laid his eyes on anything, anyone more sublime than you. and your benevolence gave him the bliss of peace he desperately needed, he basked in your glory, your warmth on the iciest nights he was cursed to spend in solitude.

you saved him- you were xiao’s everything. if you were not to remain his oasis, what more could his sorry existence serve for? for what purpose would the vigilant yaksha continue his never-ending agony for, if not for your heavenly smile? he had never required, or wanted words of gratitude before, he upheld his vows to perfection, well aware that he was an entity destined to live in the shadows, just so the light could shine brighter. however, neither of you knew that it would lead to… this, the one night that you recognized him as the vigilant yaksha where you coincidentally entwined your red strings of fate on Mt. Hulao. (god knows how or why you had wandered into the space meant for the adepti, you truly had no memory of the life before him at this moment, no matter how you tried to reminisce).

you were all Alatus had, all he has ever wanted. his hands were stained crimson red for eternity, but you, he would bring celestia to ruin, defy every archon’s wrath, shield you in his arms and face the eye of the storm if that’s what you desired. to keep your hands clean, and your soul stainless for he was already tarnished beyond repair. the least he could do was protect you, his one and only, from the dirtiest parts of the world.

one whisper from your tender lips, and he would be gone, swift as the wind for his newest mission, mind filled with your loving smile. 

“i’ve gave you my word, have i not?” xiao continued, hoping for your understanding behind his stone-cold expression you couldn’t have unraveled. 

“...” you remained silent, to his displeasure, he was forced to continue. you and your mortal perplexity. 

“i’ve sworn to protect you. an oath is an oath, (name). i will remain by your side. vows are to be upheld in perpetuity.” xiao’s monotone voice sounded as still as ever despite his rather melancholic words. 

you, on the other hand, weren’t fully convinced. rather, you didn’t allow yourself to be soothed of your worries precisely because of his nonchalant behavior. there was no way he’d stay… this way for eternity. the perpetuity he speaks of will somehow find its end, your mind convinced.

after all… he offered you his protection, his company and his presence. not… not love. he had never once mentioned the word ‘love’ in your presence, or perhaps ever in his couple millenia of existence had he ever even let the heavy word drop from his lips. and you both knew it was perhaps for a good reason. 

to both of your surprise, he finally learns of your worries when you kept your silence with a frown.  

with a subtle sigh, Alatus approached you carefully as he always did, as if not to scare you away. (as if you could outrun the yaksha, as if your mind would even let you at this point.). he sat down next to you on your cold bed, then reached out to place his trembling hand on yours.

you might not know, but that’s the only act of intimacy he’s aware of to you humans. you couldn’t help but stare at his gloved hands on yours, the leather-like material sinking on your skin and leaving a heavy sensation with absolutely no trace of warmth. in fact, you had never felt much heat from his body before if your memory serves. 

except for the warmth you felt right now, listening to his careful words meant to soothe your concerns. it was almost enough to make you forget the absence of sunlight, the last time you had a deep breath of the fresh morning dew from liyue harbor, the sounds of the city locals chatting away in peace. almost enough to make you forget why you were here to begin with. 

“... if my promise isn’t enough… tell me what to do.” you couldn’t mask your surprise when you heard his words. his hand finally relaxed, yet still cold as ever. 

“ephemeral circumstances. perpetual agony. that’s all i have ever known.” xiao couldn’t believe how uncharacteristically chatty you forced him to be. but if his mundane words could soothe your bitter expression, there was nothing he was unwilling to do. 

“諸行無常. - all worldly existences are impermanent.” 

“...but my oath is eternal. i will spend a millenia… an immortal lifetime proving it to you.” 

“just speak my name. i will keep you…” he wanted to say happy, he wanted to promise you a joyful life. he wanted to say he would love you... but he was a cursed being, doomed with the vexation of the millions that were slain by his bloodied hands. 

“i will keep you safe.” he retracted his arm after his final promise to you, and disappeared without a trace. suddenly, the sullen room looked even darker than you remembered. as if the darkness was all you’ve ever known. 

and yet again, the word you desired- no promise of ‘love’ was mentioned. 

albedo ( kreideprinz ) .

“so it makes you insecure.” you flinched at his naturally curt reply, cutting through where it hurts the most. it was such a familiar answer from albedo, analyzing even verbal communication with utmost composure and sharp perception. his teal eyes appeared to be shining in the dimly lit room, ice-cold stare almost pinning you down like on a leash. 

“you’re struggling with feelings of insecurity and it’s manifesting itself into an apprehensive behavior because you feel like i’d get tired of you once the halo effect wears off.” he continued, all while sitting perfectly still, his posture and gaze remaining as absolute and subtly confident as ever. he had almost never been incorrect about his analysis on you, it’s almost eerie. anything he put his mind to and observed, experimented, hypothesized and concluded, it was more or less on point. and this time too, he didn’t fail to notice your ulterior hidden worries. 

the worst part? you were positive he was already well aware of your true feelings behind your distant exterior. after all, he had never been fooled by your acting, never once. he knew you too well to fall for it, and it made you wonder just how long he had observed you before your captivity. 

“it seems accurate and human of you to have such concerns. after all, the vast population of mankind seems to have a taste for unfaithfulness. enough to make others spend the rest of their existence cowering in fear of betrayal.” your eyebrows furrowed at his unwelcome analysis on your mindset, reading your deepest fears like an open book on his worn out wooden alchemy table. 

“but may i remind you, i am not deeply associated with the majority of humanity to begin with, (name). i’d appreciate if you didn’t see me in the same light as the rest.” his stable voice always tricked your sorry mind into believing the atmosphere was normal and calm. but unfortunately, ticking off the kreideprinz was one of the things you noted to never do again. you could thank your gods that he doesn’t seem too irritated from what you could see. 

“humans are an enigma. physical objects and intellectual creations may have its worth hidden in correlation to who possesses them. however, i do believe i don’t… own you.”

the room was immediately silent after his last statement, all you could hear was your heart thumping loudly in your ear, head feeling heavier on your shoulders each second that passed by. he thinks he doesn’t own you? that was the last phrase you thought you would hear from him. 

“of course i’d like to own your heart, that’s what lovers are.” what we are - both of you knew that was his true intention behind his somewhat vague wording. “is that what you wish to hear from me, dear? that i love you.” his monotone declaration of “love” sent a wave of warmth, and cowering fear to the pit of your stomach. for one, it certainly was what you desperately craved to hear from the chalk prince. you were so, so close to giving into his sweet temptation, his reserved nature, his teal eyes that seem to only look at you, and his cold, yet addictive touch of hands, caressing you like you were the only existence that he cared about.

yet, his cold tone when he confessed the words of love weighed heavy at the back of your mind, how monotone, and… void he sounded. do people usually sound so laid back when speaking such words? you couldn’t know, you couldn’t remember. but you had a feeling it wasn’t quite the case, that he sounded too empty, his promise sounded heavy, yet desolate at the same time. that your heart felt too burdened from his love, not blissful. but if that were the case, albedo was prepared to mold your tastes until you preferred his weighty love, bitter and cold on your tongue. he'd make sure to train you until all you ever crave is his taste.

“... i love you as much as an artificial being could mimic the humane emotion of love, dearest.” he concluded the conversation coolly and with dignity like he always did, he always got the last word. after all, what he wants goes. 

if you happen to disobey… well, let’s just say he was good at getting what he wanted. should he use honey-sweet words, alluring you in, threats, slight or considerable amount of pain and punishment, or make you face a situated scenario that would inevitably push you towards him…

in the end, albedo would have you. - that’s what he had concluded. after all, once again - what he wants, goes. 

kaedehara kazuha .

the menacing, yet melodic giggle he responded with sharpened your senses. you never knew what to expect from him, he could easily shatter your soul and courage with one look of his eyes if that was what his mockingly poetic love demanded of him. 

“love, you never cease to amaze me.” as expected of the bride, the distinguished lady of the great kaedehara clan he intended to continue. every step you take, every sway of your hair in the end, the rounin felt himself fall deeper for your charm, his one and only perfect love. you were absolutely perfect, you had to be. (you were his, after all.)

he approached you with an intimidatingly slow pace, placed his hand on the top of your head with seemingly great delicacy. the weight of his hand on your head seemed like it was pushing you down, further until you were at his feet- at his complete and eternal mercy. in one way, it was the perfect place for you, his docile loving darling. it should come natural for lovers to please and make one another happy. it should come as easy as breathing to both you and him, after all, he himself was at your feet. why shouldn’t you share the same sentiment, the same desire? he would lay down his life, lay down his everything and more. that’s what love is, existing in this cruel world in the name of your lover. 

at least according to what he carved in your mind which you’ve soon learned to accept. 

“have i ever once, made you feel unloved or unworthy?...” his hand travelled down, slowly and gently caressing the back of your head, the side of your neck, and lingered at the same spot while feeling your beating heart. (the heart that beats for him - the sinister thought brought a pleased smile to his lips. ) the silent confidence in his statement sent shivers down your spine. of course he was aware, he had never once denied you of your needs, everything except your freedom was in the palm of your hands. with one whisper of your voice, kazuha would carve out his heart, display it on a platter. he would sacrifice his last breath to caress your lips one last time, excarnate his own being and wrap his warm skin around your shivering body if you were cold. going to extreme length to keep you, his angel dove by his side, is an absolute necessity for him. 

and the ugly truth was, he expected the exact same from you. 

“have i ever left you unsatisfied?” he continued, placing his hands around your neck, not squeezing, but with just enough force of grip for your entire body to tense up in fight-or-flight instinct. too bad neither was an option. 

“like i said, you might get bored-” to your surprise, your speech was interrupted. 

“boredom is not something associated with true love, my dearest. i can promise you that.” his stable and calm voice never once wavered, and said to you with utmost certainty, almost to the point you allowed yourself to believe the honey-sweet temptation of love he presented you with. 

“and if my verbal promise does not suffice…” finally, he wrapped his arms around you, and buried his face into your neck. with a sigh of happiness leaving his lips, he let out a low giggle near your ear. 

“i’ll prove it until the rest of my life, until you believe in my love.”

until you believe me - he whispered, placing a sickeningly tender kiss on your neck. the sensation of his alluring kiss lingered on your shivering skin, your mind left blank and tempted. after all, kazuha’ forte was words. he could spin you around like a marionette, should he want. 

and that’s what he intended to do. keep, worship and adore his beloved doll, lover for all eternity. 

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[lexsssu]

Clear (Albedo)

TAGS: Albedo/Dragoness!reader, smut, pregnancy, drabble Ao3 ver.

“Fascinating. You are truly an anomaly that goes against all known laws of this world, but then again...you are not of this world so I suppose that does partially explain how you keep exceeding my expectations.”

You feel like a lab rat beneath the probing gaze of Mondstadt’s Chief Alchemist as he circled you, hands going a mile a minute as he recorded his latest findings about your ‘abnormal’ physiology. 

It was by pure chance that you found yourself at the Dragonspine of all places the moment you woke up in this world that felt the same, but was so different from your own. Though the blistering cold would freeze even the most hardy of adventurers or travelers, your former game avatar and now current body was seemingly immune to it. Like the monsters that called this terrain home, your draconic body warded off the cold as it produced heat that not only spread throughout your physical body but seemed to originate from your very soul. Being the researcher that he was while also being the first to stumble upon your wayward self, Albedo had taken it upon himself to study you.

“...Thank you, I think? ...Was that supposed to be a compliment though?”

“Affirmative. I had intended my previous words to be a compliment. Your body is truly a marvel to behold.”

Had he been any other person you’d have misinterpreted his words, but Albedo’s handsome face never strayed from its cool expression that stayed as pure and untarnished as the snow that piled high atop the peak of the Dragonspine. Still though, you were unused to genuine compliments due to being an ordinary wage slave with average looks before transmigrating to Teyvat so you couldn’t be blamed from feeling a little flustered because of his praise.

The alchemist disregarded the warmth that bloomed in his chest at the sight of the red tinge that splattered across the fullness of your cheeks, attributing the said warmth to your body basically being a furnace that it seeped into your surroundings and reached him because of his close proximity to you.

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“Big sister is the best! She plays with Klee all the time, takes me out flying, and she’s just as patient with me as you are big brother!” Klee gushed excitedly at Albedo, practically vibrating in her spot as she regaled him with tales of their various misadventures. “She’s so pretty too! And, and, and her hair is so long and fluffy that Klee could spend the whole day just petting her hair. Even Razor thinks she’s pretty!...And Kaeya & Diluc too!”

Albedo paused his writing at Klee’s admission, an image of you flashing before his eyes and reminding him of your said snowy strands that felt like the softest silk beneath his fingertips. He recalls how carefree and unrestrained you are towards him, caring not how...different he was compared to most ordinary people. 

So much mystery contained in a single person and yet for all your secrets, he finds that he doesn’t mind unravelling you piece by piece even if it revealed another facet of you that he had yet to explore. It was safe to say that you were not so unlike the Dragonspine, uncharted territory in which no man has yet to fully or even partially unravel its countless secrets.

Was it wishful thinking if he wanted to be the one to discover all your hidden sides?

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“To think that such a phenomenon is possible between creatures such as you and I...There are still many mysteries in this world that I have yet to discover the answers to,” a hint of wonder could be felt in his voice as he marveled at you, hands reverently caressing the small yet soft & firm bump on your stomach. “I do wonder if this child will also carry the aura of the stars which you possess…”

Even in the midst of coupling, Albedo’s tenacious mind couldn’t stop itself from functioning like the well-oiled machine that it was. As much as you loved him and all of his quirks however, an obviously pregnant and horny dragoness was not patient enough to allow her lover and the father of her child to simply pet her when he had his cock shoved inside her cunt. 

“Albedo-dear I do so love you, but if you insist on carrying on with your research while we’re IN THE MIDDLE OF FUCKING then I swear to all the archons in Teyvat that I will tie you down and fuck myself on your cock until I am satisfied. IS.THAT.CLEAR?”

“...Crystal”

[cupids-chamber]

— " FAVORITE MUSE " ˚｡ 𖠗 ALBEDO decides to paint you... a bit differently then expected... | suggestive content / gender neutral reader

He hums, his voice smooth and quite like a melody, lulling you into a sleepy and somber state—His words felt as if they were coated with honey, sugar coating it. You could feel the wet brush dip into the crook of your neck, painting it with bright colors of sorts, his favorite colors… 

His hot and heavy breath tickled your skin, as a wave of anticipation.. excitement, jolts throughout your body… As the cold wetness of the paint lingered on your skin, causing you to shiver slightly, as the patches of skin, wherever the brush had touched, heated and flushed, causing your breathing to labor ever so slightly—Letting him paint up your neck… 

His touches had an obvious effect on you, your back arched ever so slightly, as the paint brush coated your back, in long—lingering.. wet... strides of paint.. cold in temperature, yet you felt ever so warm, with the closeness of his body against your own, he hummed in sheer delight, watching your skin absorb and shine, with the colors of bright paint he had used to paint you. 

He treated your body as if you were an expensive painting, delicately and to be displayed— He'd mumbled soft words of praise, about how you looked... how much prettier you were at this moment, as he covered you and used you as his own canvas... after all... you were his favorite muse… 

A painting that shone the brightest, he'd say.. as his warm hands softly glided over the dry paint—coating your lovely skin, the way you shivered and how your breath labored ever so perfectly, as he touched every area in which he had covered with art. He kissed behind your ear, gently blowing on it, just to watch you flinch in surprise—you looked amazing... 

Many find their lovers attractive when they're all dressed up and pretty, however he couldn't help but love his lover when they were all covered in paint, it was as if he had marked them.. in his own way of course.

© cupids-chamber, do not repost, plagiarize, translate, or adapt my work without prior permission and or confirmation.

[shxnhes]

── 𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐎𝐃. ೃ꙳⊹

﹟diluc : eula : kaeya : jean : albedo : x gn!reader : cw children. after unexpectedly receiving a letter from a friend saying they wanted to travel the world alone, they decided to leave behind their child in your care while they go m.i.a until further notice, leaving you to raise the child with your lover. established relationship. not proof-read.

DILUC RAGNVINDR ೃ꙳⊹──

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ pursing his lips into a thin line, Diluc was quite conflicted on how to feel. on one hand, he had always wanted to start a family with you but was unsure how to approach the topic, but on the other, was this really alright? he watched as you cuddled the child, fingers running through the little girl’s hair as you helped her comb it and tie it up, smiling, oh such a dazzling smile that made his heart skip a beat, at the little girl who was now your’s. “all done!“ he heard you hum in satisfaction as you whispered in the ear of the child who happily nodded as she ran up to him with her eyes sparkling, clutching tightly onto his pant’s with her tiny little hands and grinning ear to ear. “do i look pwetty?” she asked oh so innocently that his previous concerns and worries about rushing into this melted away quickly, awkwardly responding but still trying his best. “you look extremely pretty,” he reassured as she nuzzled her face into his leg in joy while you sat up, joining them with your own little laugh and pressing a small kiss to his cheek. “and how do i look?” you joked, hand on the little girl’s shoulder as the other embraced him.

EULA LAWRENCE ೃ꙳⊹──

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ “vengeance will be mine!” the little girl mimicked, puffing out her chest proudly as one of her hand laid on her hip, the other attempting to dust back her little cape reminiscent of your lover’s. chuckling, you take one look at your lover and then back at the little girl that evidently adored her and looked up to her, maybe even more than you did. “hmph,” the two stuck their heads to the side, leaving you to thank Blanche for the groceries and mouthing an apology to her. looking over at the little girl that peeked at her with shining eyes, Eula couldn’t believe that she was beginning to enjoy her presence. she vowed vengeance on your friend for leaving behind such an adorable child. taking the grocery bags from the table, the little girl copied her actions, picking up bags which were clearly too heavy without complaint as you thanked the two. “you’ve done well avenging the name of our clan,” she praised, both you and the little girl sharing a big grin with each other as your lover’s face turned red, huffing at the two of you for making a big deal and exchanging faces with each other.

KAEYA ALBERICH ೃ꙳⊹──

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎you couldn’t help but smile as you tucked your boys underneath the blanket, brushing their hair away from their foreheads as you give both of them a chaste kiss on the forehead while putting the book away, making sure to bookmark it. although he tried not to show it, you knew Kaeya was nervous at the prospect of being a dad. he was always calm, collected, and teasing, but ever since you took in your friend’s child you’d seen a more fatherly side of him, even more than with Klee. you’d gone to work and let the two have a boys evening, only to come back to the two snuggling on the couch passed out with now slightly cold cookies in the kitchen and a mess for you to clean up. just as you were about to leave the living room, you feel a hand grab at your wrist, turning you around as your lover smiles sleepily. “going somewhere?” he asks as you find yourself pulled beside him, giving him another quick peck on the lips as the three of you cuddled and slept together.

JEAN GUNNHILDR ೃ꙳⊹──

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ peeking from behind the door, Jean felt a small pair of eyes staring at her but were too nervous to say anything. glancing up from her paperwork, she placed her pen down and smiled gently at the little boy that clearly wanted her attention but didn’t want to disturb her. “yes? come in,” hearing this the boy was startled but with your gentle nudging came in together with you, smiling. “go ahead,” you told the boy as you pat his head encouragingly. outstretching his little hands and tiptoeing to put the pretty basket full of baked goods on her desk, twiddling his thumbs as he looked to the floor. “we… we mwade these together for you since you’re always working so hward.” hearing this, your lover perked up as her eyes widened slightly as you cast her a knowing smile. “thank you very much, would you like to eat them together?” she asked as he nodded, relieved she liked it. every now and again, having a little family break weren’t too bad, especially with such a cute child and lover.

ALBEDO ೃ꙳⊹──

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ “do you want to explain what happened?” you lightheartedly question, quirking a brow at the two in front of you. both your lover and your daughter were covered in paint, and what looked like stray blades of grass stuck to their clothes and hair. “papa and I made pretty drawings!” the girl cheerfully smiled, laughing at the memory, making you unconsciously smile as well. looking over at Albedo, you shake your head and hand him two towels to dry themselves off before going to fetch a spare set of clothes. “help me, pretty please papa?” the little girl asked as he gave a soft and gentle smile, wiping off the paint from her cheeks and picking out stray grass from her hair as she reciprocated, helping wipe his face off as best a child could. as the two exchanged soft laughs and conversation, you had no heart to interrupt and tell them to shower and change, residing yourself to merely watching the two cutely interact like real father and daughter until one of them would notice you’d returned.

© shxnhes ೃ꙳⊹── self-indulgent writing because i enjoy writing about kids and parental interactions more than a person should. might make a mondstat part two, or liyue part two, unsure as of now.

[spoiled-milk]

genshin guys as people in your life (modern college au)

a/n: i’ve played papa’s freezeria more times than i’ve opened genshin in this past week lmao. went overboard with childe’s and alhaitham’s parts but oh well.

content warning : none other than probably ooc for everyone (i have not touched the game in months). gender neutral reader. not proof read

word count: ~1.06k words

you see tattoo artist albedo pretty often even though you don’t have a single tattoo on you. your close friend who has dozens of tattoos often calls you from there to pick them up from his shop. one time they ask you if you’d like to join their session (with albedo’s permission of course) since you’ve talked about getting a tattoo a few times. as albedo continues to work on their upper arms, you sit back in a chair next to your roommate and unconsciously gaze at albedo. he catches your stare and you turn your eyes away. you pull out a book from your british literature class and start to read. you can feel his eyes on you every now and then while you annotate your book. at the end of the appointment, your friend leaves to go use the bathroom before the two of you leave. as albedo cleans down his equipment he makes small talk with you. 

"whenever you’re ready, I’d be more than happy to be your first.” he hands you a business card with his name and email address on it. He gets super close to you as he whispers “I promise I’ll be gentle with you.” you feel your ears heat up at his comment. you thank him as you help your friend into your car. you flip over the back of the business card to see a phone number written in dark blue ink. 

whenever you come back to your hometown for the holidays or break, childe is a face you always see. you went to the same high school and you shared a class together, but he was in his social bubble and you stayed in yours. you did have  a small crush on him for a short period of time, but that has since faded since you’ve left for your studies and since he graduated. you did share a calculus class with him and you were assigned to be seated next to each other the entire year, but that was two years ago. he’s a year older than you and you both have different friend groups, but they all have a get together every once in a while at someone’s house. This brings you to your current situation where you and childe are locked in someone’s closet after being forced to play 7 minutes in heaven. the two of you awkwardly sit in the cramped closet. 

“you’ve gotten a lot cuter since high school.” childe breaks the silence. “is that so? I would like to think that I’ve put a lot more thought into my appearance than I did last time we spoke.” your high school wardrobe of sweatpants and oversized t-shirts come back to mind. “what’s a busy person like you up to now a days? I’ve hardly seen you around town.” you tell him that you’re at university for at least another year or two. “I heard that you’ve got a pretty good job, travelling all the time.” you fiddle with the hem of your clothes. childe moves closer to you and you don’t move away. “it has its drawbacks. like not being able to see you often.” you feel the tips of your ears blush as he moves closer and closer to you until he has his hand on the wall of the closet with you caged between him and the wall. he tilts his head and plants a kiss onto your left cheekbone. the closet door swings open and your friends’ faces appears in the doorway, some of them with teasing smiles and eyes. you shift your face away from them. you and childe exit the closet but childe stops you a moment before you sit back down. he hands you a piece of paper from his to yours. “i look forward to calling you tonight.”

when you work in the school library in the morning or in the evening, alhaitham is someone you quite often see no matter when you work. you open the library in the morning, he is checking out a stack of books when he arrives an hour after opening. you close the library and he leaves with a huge stack of books when you tell him y’all are closing. you try to think about what could he be majoring in to a) read that many books and b) have time to read that many books as a university student. you’ve thought he was an english major, but then you saw him read a thesis with some big physics words in the title. you then thought “ah physics major then. makes sense.” but then this mf pulls out a book on organic chemistry the size of your head and confuses you some more. you think he’s caught you staring at him, but you absolutely under no circumstances can you bring this up with him (if he notices, he’s not telling you). 

you’ve finally finished putting books away on the first floor and after a short break you start on putting away books on the second floor. you see alhaitham reading on the second floor seated at one of the tables under a large window. you can see the sunlight peer through and illuminate his muscular form. the sunlight highlights the sharp features on his face and the intensity of his stare at his textbooks. you don’t notice that he’s staring back until he talks to you. you apologize about staring and continue to shelve books back while trying not to blush (it doesn’t work). “is it normal for library assistants to stare at their guests?” you laugh nervously and tell him no it isn’t. “sorry, I’m not used to seeing really attractive” you think long and hard about what he could major in. “pre-med majors?” judging by the look on his face he was not in fact a pre-med major. “uhh you’re a mathematics major? biochem major?” alhaitham still gives you the same look. “English major minoring in linguistics.” damn well you were kinda right with your first guess. “either way, I am not used to seeing attractive men reading at the library. my apologies if my staring made you uncomfortable.” you take your empty cart and wheel it out of the second floor. you don’t notice the blush creeping on the tip of his ears as you pass him to the elevator.

[thelost-in-time]

hi! i saw you were in need of genshin requests so could we do genshin characters when you wear their clothing? Like a jacket, cape, hat, that kinda vibe (I'm really into diluc but if you dont wanna write him that's okay :D)

Hey, Anon! Thank you for the request, and I'm sorry I took so long. My mental health was a mess.

I hope you don't mind, but I've included Kaeya, Albedo (Looking at you, @kreideprinzessin ), Xiao, Scaramouche and Childe with Diluc!

Is that my clothes?

How Diluc, Xiao, Albedo, Kaeya, Scaramouche and Childe would react to you wearing their clothes.

All fluff here. And crack on Scaramouche's part

Long fic.

Diluc

Master Diluc of the Dawn Winery had just returned home from Angel's Share and was yet to change.

He was still in his bartender uniform and was now looking for his signature coat, but it was missing.

"Adeline, where is my coat?"

The young master called out to his head maid, huffing in annoyance as he moved to pull off his tie, the very thing starting to stangle him.

"Adeline isn't here."

The voice of his lover rang out from the doorway, sounding oddly timid yet proud.

"Where is.... she?"

Diluc trailed off, his words getting caught in his throat at the sight of you wearing his signature coat.

You looked so, so cute, so adorable in his jacket.

His words caught in his throat as a blush settled on his face, stunned by the sight of you.

"Diluc? You alright?"

You asked as you walk closer to him, gently placing a hand on his arm as you slightly tilted your head in confusion.

Diluc's face turned as red as his hair before he cleared his throat, trying to quickly regain his composure.

"Are you wearing my coat?"

He asked you, wanting to make sure he wasn't just exhausted and seeing things wrong.

His heart beat a little faster at the sound of your chuckle, moving to gently hold his hands.

"Of course, 'Luc. I missed you, so I decided to wear your coat."

You explained, causing Diluc to nod slightly, still unable to stop staring at you wearing his coat.

"You seem to be in a trance."

You remarked, jokingly, which caused Diluc to choke on his saliva (or on air) as his face turned red again.

"I was kidding!"

You say, quickly as you gently rub his back, and Diluc cleared his throat once more.

"Well, you look good wearing my clothes. I wouldn't mind if you wore any of my clothes more often."

Diluc tells you, finally completely composed now, which had now turned the tables.

You were now the one who was blushing, and yet Diluc had not seemed to understand why.

"Diluc, are you sure?"

You asked him, and he nodded with a gentle smile, moving to gently pat your head.

"Of course. You look adorable in my clothes, so I'd be more than happy to see you wear any of my clothes at any time of the day."

Diluc tells you, tone filled with love and honesty as you smiled widely at him: a sight that Diluc was always happy to gaze upon.

Don't be surprised to see Diluc purposely leaving his clothes out for you to wear now.

You're happy wearing his clothes, he's happy to see you wearing his clothes.

Everyone is happy, and Diluc would have it no other way.

Except when Kaeya teases him. Then Diluc bans Kaeya from Angel's Share for a week.

Kaeya never learns. He just teases you about wearing Diluc's clothes instead.

Al light-hearted and with your and Diluc's permission, of course.

And yet you could care less. You feel safe and secure in Diluc's clothes. Why pay mind to Kaeya's teasing?

And you get to convince Diluc to lighten up as well, so Kaeya is allowed back into Angel's Share.

Xiao

Okay, but head me out. Imma go with a modern setting for this one bc it would be hard to convince canonverse Xiao to let you wear his clothes.

He has the warmest hoodies ever and also the most comfortable hoodies ever.

How can you not wear one of his hoodies when it's not only warm and comfortable, but also smells like him?

I would ask to wear his hoodie, bc sir, ily and please just cuddle me already. Ayo, Lost, stop simping—

Anyway, Xiao would probably be out doing some shopping for your shared house or something.

You just being home alone would take the chance to steal his hoodie.

Except he walks in to you wearing his hoodie, his eyebrows raising in curiosity.

"Are you wearing my hoodie?"

He asks you, walking into the house and setting down the stuff he bought before eying you carefully.

"No..?"

You tried to play it off with a nervous chuckle, but Xiao just smiled, holding back a chuckle as he crossed his arms.

"Oh? Because as far as I can tell, the sleeves don't fit you quite right. Your hoodies all have the sleeves fitting you perfectly."

Xiao points out, his amusement slipping into his voice, letting you know that you couldn't fool him.

You sighed, knowing he caught you and that you might as well confess now as to why you wore his hoodie.

"Keep it."

Xiao told you before you could actually say anything, startling you to look like a gaping fish out of water.

"My hoodie looks better on you than it does me anyway."

Xiao said with a soft chuckle, moving to gently ruffle your hair, looking at you with a fond expression.

You smiled before throwing your arms around him to hug him

Something he reciprocated immediately, hugging you back and closer to him.

"So can I wear your clothes all the time?"

You ask, looking at him with a grin, and yet he simply hummed with a smile, gently leaning his forehead against yours.

"As long as you'd like to."

He tells you with a soft tone, looking at you with pure love and nothing else.

If you wear his hoodies in front of anyone else, Xiao would feel flustered, but also a sense of pride.

You wearing his hoodies is as if you, yourself, is telling everyone that you are the proud s/o of Xiao himself.

If someone remarks on how the hoodie looks on you, they'll be speaking to Xiao.

And who knows? Maybe Xiao wears something of yours as well, like a scarf of gloves

This way, he can also let others know that he belongs to you and that he's devoted to you alone.

Overall, he gives you his entire wardrobe if you asked him to.

Albedo

Albedo had a few clothes of his that you wanted to wear.

Why wouldn't you wanna wear his clothes when you knew how comfortable they were?

And even better, they had his scent so you could smell it when you missed him.

But what to wear first? Well, why not his gloves?

Albedo was in the shower now, and his gloves were left out in the open for you to try on.

So, taking the chance, you slipped your hands into his gloves.

"Wow, these are warmer than I thought."

You mumbled to yourself, a feeling of warmth immediately spreading through your hands.

You then figured that this is how Albedo always had warm hands, no matter how cold it was.

Even if it was in freezing climates, Albedo's hands remained warm, and it was all because of these gloves.

"They have to be. You're just lucky those are my normal gloves and not the ones I use with chemicals."

Albedo's voice rang out from behind you, causing you to quickly turn around to see him.

Having just stepped out of the shower, his hair was still damp and he looked about ready for bed.

"Albedo! Y-you didn't take long in the shower."

You exclaimed with surprise, your face heating up with a pinkish hue as proof of your slight embarrassment.

Albedo simply shrugged with a small, yet somewhat smug smile, eyeing your hands carefully.

"Are they comfortable for you?"

Albedo asks you, gently holding your hands in his, as if trying to see if the gloves were a perfect fit.

"Yeah, they're really comfortable 'Bedo."

You tell him with a smile, gently holding his hands in return, causing him to smile again.

"You know, I'm more than happy to lend you my gloves when it gets too cold."

He offers you, causing you to chuckle before cupping his face gently.

"I'd rather have you warm my hands up instead if they get too cold."

You tell him as he leans into your touch, eyes closing the slightest bit before he kissed your forehead.

"That, I would be more than happy to do."

He tells you with a chuckle of his own, moving to rest his hands over yours.

Albedo always carries his spare gloves now when it's too cold, just for you.

He will hold your hands like you as him to, but he will also slip his gloves on your hands.

He then proceeds to hold your hands with the gloves on so that you two can still be close without you freezing your hands.

Whenever anyone sees you wearing Albedo's gloves, they think nothing of it, except that Albedo gave you a copy of his gloves.

They don't have to know it's actually Albedo's real gloves, right?

Kaeya

At home, Kaeya doesn't wear his eyepatch because he feels no need to wear it indoors.

And this man has a whole lot of eyepatches that he owns, like, an entire draw for eyepatches alone.

Sir, why do you need that many when you don't use half of them? Why keep them if they're not used?

So, you being his amazing s/o, who was bored while he slept, decided to try one one of his new eyepatches.

Taking the newest one he bought, you snuck to a room where he wouldn't hear you, and put it on.

"I am Captain Kaeya, and I inherited this eyepatch from my grandfather, who was the most famous pirate in the world."

You said, mimicking Kaeya as you tried to get your posture and attitude to match his.

"Aww, is my precious s/o trying to be like their amazing boyfriend?"

Kaeya's voice rang out from behind you, causing you to freeze. You had been caught, and he just woke up too.

"K-Kaeya!"

You exclaimed, quickly turning around to face him, forgetting to take off his eyepatch.

"How cute. Now we can finally match."

Kaeya chuckles, a smug smirk on his face as he leans against the doorframe, arms crossed.

"Why do you even have so many unused eyepatches?"

You asked him, raising an eyebrow in slight confusion mixed in with slight suspicion.

Kaeya raised his hands in defense, walking closer to you before gently setting his hands on your hips.

"I've been waiting for you to take the chance to match with me."

Kaeya says simply, leaning his forehead against yours and closing his eyes.

You wrapped your arms around him while probably thinking that this was not unusual for Kaeya.

He's always planning random stuff.

But you love him, regardless of his behaviour, because he loves you as well and always takes care of you.

You know that at the end of the day, Kaeya still loves you and would do anything you asked of him.

From that day, Kaeya managed to convince you to wear an eyepatch to match him as well.

Scaramouche

Crack hc over here /j

You know how Scaramouche always wears his umbrella of a hat?

You decided to wear it just to make fun of him (respectfully and playfully)

So when you saw Scaramouche, you ran up to him and made him think you were gonna hug him.

Only to snatch his hat off his head and put it on your own.

"Idiot."

Scaramouche sighed, seeing your proud grin, and yet you struggled to see anything because of the size of the hat.

"How do you see anything?"

You asked him, causing him to adjust the hat slightly so you could see.

And now it was a bit heavy.

"You either see or you don't. Pick one."

Scaramouche huffed before you could complain, but he felt his heart swell with pride at the sight.

"You really are an umbrella head."

You laughed, causing Scaramouche to snatch his hat off your head and wear it again.

"This is why you're not allowed to wear my stuff."

He says, rolling his eyes before slipping a bracelet on your hand instead.

"I'm still gonna wear your stuff."

You say with a proud grin, causing Scaramouche to smile fondly at you.

"I know you will."

Childe

He took you to Snezhnaya to meet his family.

Except you had not anticipated how cold it truly would be and was now shivering your backside off.

"I told you to dress warm."

Childe told you with a shrug, wrapping his arms around you to hold you close.

You leaned into him, finding the warmth he provided comforting, but not warm enough to fight the cold.

"I didn't think it would be this cold!"

You snapped accidentally, your breath freezing in the air, causing Childe to sigh.

Your teeth chattering and hands that were iced over, yet felt like it was on fire made Childe give you his jacket.

"Here. It's made in Snezhnaya itself, so it will keep you warm. I'm used to the cold, so I don't need it."

He tells you before carrying you once his jacket was on you.

And he carried you to his house while you drifted off to sleep due to the warmth of his jacket.

As if he were a pyro user.

Childe couldn't help but admire how his coat fit onto your form.

He thought it made you look more perfect than you already do, and made a note to ask you to wear his clothes more.

And besides. Now he can be certain that everyone knows that you are the s/o of the mighty 11th Harbinger himself.

End

[fatuifucker]

› HERE ME OUT, needy cat albedo, with soft kitty ears and everything.. I can imagine him giving subtle hints, slowly rubbing off on you, rubbing his scent on you.. just leaving hints.. and claiming his territory, and yet the MC doesn't realize his affections, so.. he starts taking a more obvious approach, lightly dragging his fangs on the plush skin of your neck, biting down to hold you in place..

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P.S. I have a thing for fangs

JEGDKSKEKE CATBOY ALBEDO IS SO CUTE HE WOULD BE SO SO FLUFFY AND GAAAAH

reader is gn, albedo calls reader "master" and "mate"

TAGS = @edenialucas, @huboi, @nejibot, @yumixxn, @teallapril

It’s been a couple months since you’ve adopted this catboy. He’s an intelligent one, considerate and efficient too and you understand why Rhinedottir favoured this little guy among his litter. Alas, she had to hand over her ownership of Albedo to you. Something about her finding a breakthrough in her work and being unable to care of him any longer. When she brought the persian cat to your house, claiming you were most suited to care for him, you were beyond delighted. Rhine knows of your love for cats, catboys especially. But you never found the time to adopt one yourself. Now, you get a cute little diligent catboy to accompany your lonesome days; a change you are more than happy about!

Despite his faithful obedience to you, it took some time for him to warm up to your presence. He would listen to you if you ordered him to do your chores but he would never seek you out otherwise. Slowly, you witnessed him change. In his cat form, he lets you comb his soft fur, bathe him in warm water — surprisingly, he’s contented by water rather than aversed by it — and even sleeps beside you.

He’s adorable, so cute and precious! Everyday, he greets you home by waiting by your doorstop, meowing and rubbing his fluffy little body against your legs and you can’t help but pick him up and nuzzle his cute little face against yours. Ah, thank you dearest Rhine for choosing you. If it weren’t for her, you wouldn’t be able to experience this persian cat climbing onto you lap while you’re reading, and curling on said lap before peacefully drifting off to sleep. You wouldn’t been able to experience picking up his fluffy body, kissing all over him and witnessing the kitty bashfully look away, mewing as you shower him with affection. However, this is only when he is in his cat form. In his human form, well, he’s fine just that…sometimes you don’t know how to act.

When he’s done with chores, he would often sit beside you, watching you work while his teal eyes observes you. When watching a movie, sometimes he would shift out of his cat form and drape his arms around you, nuzzling against your cheek. Your attention would go to his flitting tail and you would stroke his soft ears as he purrs. You’re a bit taken aback by his disparate demeanour; knowing him from Rhine’s description as an aloof and independent catboy. You never expected him to have a clingy side. Nonetheless, you like it so you never called him out on it. Until today, when Albedo corners you and pins you to the bed.

“Albedo, what are you—” You gasp at the feeling of Albedo’s fangs dragging down your neck. He bites down the plush skin; not enough to puncture, but enough to make you feel increasingly alert of his presence.

“I’ve been waiting for you, but it appears that my attempts at courting you have gone unnoticed,” he says in a troubled tone, his bottom lip jutting out as he pouts. “So I’ll say this clearly: Master, I’m attracted to you. I want to be your mate.”

Teal eyes study your form, watching your eyes dart around before finding the courage to settle on him again.

“I’m…sorry for not noticing, Albedo. I assure you, I do feel the same way, I just…didn’t think you would me as anything more than a master,” you laugh sheepishly.

Albedo heaves a sigh, seemingly both out of relief and disbelief. “I see. I’m…happy that you feel the same way. To be honest, I was expecting to be rejected given your lack of acknowledgment, but now I’m glad I took the risk.” Strangely, the catboy doesn’t get off you. Before you could point it out, you squirm at the sensation of a pair of fangs nipping at another part of your neck. “Since we share the same feelings, I take it that I can take you for myself, right?”

[dxy-drxxm]

SYNOPSIS: Ashes to ashes, dust to dust; may we meet once more, beloved Kreideprinz, perhaps you may remember my whispers once more. (first person pov drabble)

CW/s: Rukkha moment but its the reader, Venti is a little shit, Albedo doesn't remember-- all around bittersweet angst. Spoilers for the second event of Albedo, Shadows Amidst Snowstorms.

A brush stroke there, and a dab of paint here. I could only watch in the back as they paint the canvas, and for a moment, I find myself wanting to get closer to them- to see what they were painting.

Though, all I could do was stop myself from approaching. After all, it seems they were having fun with it- it would be bad if I had decided to ruin what they've made.

I watched the blonde alchemist speak, noticing the shift of his tone and the way he carries himself. He seems shocked at the outcome- was the painting that bad? I'm not sure. The one next to him, the outlander…

…

He seems.. Embarrassed? How strange. Though, all I could really hear is just the howling of the wind in Dragonspine, and the crackling of fire. Normally, I would freeze from this temperature, but ever since I was replaced, all I could do was watch.

I could see a floating pixie there, seemingly upset at the painting. She was pointing at it, yelling and stomping her foot. I can only guess she hated the results, and when I was close enough to see it, I could see why she's angry.

The composition wasn't that bad, but it was clear he didn't have too much experience in painting. The face depicted of the same child, but looking much more like a.. Dopey one- like she was relaxing too much in the pot she's in. She didn't even look as bad, but perhaps.. Dumber. Yes.

The wind began to blow as I stood, and I couldn't help but chuckle. But they didn't react to it, as they were immersed into the moment.

… Of course they wouldn't do that.

I was dead in this world— or, to be frank, nonexistent. Erased from the roots of Irminsul.

Only the archons and the Principles seem to know I exist, I remind myself bitterly, my eyes closing as the wind kissed my cheek.

And if it wasn't for that God who had punished me for going against it before my life was sealed in the abyss, perhaps I may have—

—No. It's pointless to think of the past. Especially with how things have changed.

I could see the alchemist raise his hand, and he began to work on the painting. Changing it from its base and adding details, giving more detail to the fairy's form.

It was fascinating.

I found myself captivated on it, and for a moment, I stepped closer, and closer, and clo—

What are you doing, hm?

The wind seem to howl, a mischievous lit of the voice I heard followed through it.

You know you can't come too close to them. You'd interfere the moment between the traveler and Albedo, the voice chided, like I was a child. Though, instead of snapping, I stayed still and stepped back.

… Albedo, huh? What an intriguing name.

It is a shame that he and I can't meet, though.

Letting out a sigh, I began to whisper:

"Ashes to ashes... … Dust to dust…

... May we meet once more, beloved Kreideprinz… … Perhaps you may remember my whispers once more."

The wind's chill seem to blow through the three, and for a moment, Aether shivered. Albedo's eyes flitted over to him, and before he could say anything, he heard something… Strange.

It was a voice. It sounded a mix of masculine and feminine, but distinct enough for him to tell it was different. He had to glance over to see where it came from, but there was no one present.

… Strange, he mused, glancing back at the traveler. I must be imagining things.

But.. How could he, when the voice spoke of his title?

Ah, but of course he'd chalk it up to such.

Ignorance is bliss, after all.

@.enxgmx-wrxtxr | do not republish, repost, or copy my works anywhere | 2023

[nogenderbee]

♡˗ˏ✎*ೃ˚ 𝕊𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕠𝕟𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕤𝕖𝕝𝕗 ₊˚ˑ༄

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ @miya-akane request: okay I'll request for the last tine-

How about Xiao, Chongyun, Freminet and Albedo (my top 4 in genshin<3) with s/o that kins Akito and/or Ena? Like they tend to comparw themself with others and felt like they're not good enough ? Also they have a bit anger issues perhaps? In conclusion they're somehow like akito. (My akito and ena kinnie ass need to)

That's all! Don't overworked yourself and always remember to stay hydrated bee~

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*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Yess! Omg this one was actually great idea! I tried looking at Akito more though I guess they're so similiar it didn't made difference hah And no worries, I'm taking care of myself, but I hope you do as well miya!

Anyway, I know I took my time with this one but I hope you'll like it in the end!

Short boys supermercy forever and ever, I love writing for them sm I swear

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ fluff

✧ Albedo almost never let's emotions carry him so you could tell he's always the one calming you down when needed

✧ but he does understand that you need to let the negative emotions out, so first thing he does is getting your emotions out on paper

✧ he'll let you all his painting equipment and won't even mind if you damage the canva in the process

✧ as for you comparing yourself to others, he starts noticing you daydreaming and will sometimes make remark for you to not worry about it

✧ he's rather reassuring type so whenever you try comparing yourself out loud, he'll stop whatever he's doing just to hold your hands gently and remind you of all your values

"Don't call yourself like that. You're the most skillful person in this field I know. And believe me when I say I don't just throw words on wind."

✧ and of course, there's also your tsundere behavior which often leaves him chuckling quietly at how you're trying to hide your affection

✧ he's not necessarily the teasing type but he can't stop but naje you clarify what you want just to see that little blush on your face

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@bleachtheidiot @miya-akane - come get your chalk alchemist!

✧ as Xiao can be a bit of a tsundere sometimes as well, he doesn't really have problems with anger

✧ he'd sometimes be the type to put his hand on your shoulder and reassure you there's no need to waste your energy on something like that

✧ but sometimes... he'll let you. It all depends of the situation you found yourself in

"They said what to you...? I'll go fight them instead, you shouldn't risk any danger. Especially when I'm around."

✧ something he can't understand tho is you constantly comparing yourself to others. He saw many mortals do it and yet he still doesn't understand why you're comparing yourself to someone with much more experience

✧ he's gonna be rather blunt with it and just tell you it's not logical at all to compare yourself who just started with something to someone who's been devoted to this genre for few years already!

✧ but if your topic ever goes to not being enough of a lover, he'll try to break his tsundere barrier and tell you all the things he loves you for

✧ in the end, he ends up being a blushing mess when you have a bit of breakdown, assuring you that he means every word he says

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@bleachtheidiot @miya-akane - come get your tsundere adepti~

✧ Chongyun is on rather calmer side and his bursts are usually one of annoyence rather than pure rage

✧ you were definitely the first person he met with such an anger issues so he had hard time getting used, but once he does, he doesn't mind that much

✧ he will try dragging you aside whenever you get angry at someone and offer for you to take your anger out on him or on any object he doesn't care about instead

"Take it out on me. You can imagine I'm them and just tell me anything you want. I won't get upset, I'll only be happy if it helps."

✧ if you decline tho, he'll try to look for other ways since he doesn't want you to carry these emotions inside but he also doesn't want you taking it out on others

✧ as for your comparing, he won't tolerate that! he'll stop you and tell you all things he likes about you right in the face while holding your shoulders or hands and maintaining eye contact. He want's you to be sure you know he's being honest!

✧ though he might need a popsicle or two after such an interaction...

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@bleachtheidiot - come get your popsicle boy!

✧ Freminet is rather quiet so he rarely bursts out, bur something you have in common would certainly be comparing yourselves to others...

✧ you're perfect in his eyes and he's perfect in yours, but that doesn't seem to stop you from putting yourselves down

✧ when he hears you talking badly about yourself, he'll immidietly tell you it's not true and try to tell you some compliments, but he get's shy quickly so it may end in many ways...

✧ he's also trying to help you calm down with your anger! First thing he thinks of that might help would be those anti stressing toys to squeeze!

✧ he'll buy you as many as you'd want, even if you keep breaking them. What matters to him is if they work

✧ if they don't, he'll do his best to find a good excuse and pull you away as he's doing his best to calm you down

"It's fine, it's fine... Breath with me. In... and out... That didn't help? Well uh..."

✧ and finally, there's your tsundere self! Your lovely interactions are certainly rare but they're somehow sweet, since you have to watch out to not say something discouraging to him or he might stop initiating affections...

✧ but don't worry, he'll learn your way of speaking sooner or later and it won't bother him as much anymore!

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@bleachtheidiot - come get your shy diver~

[albenyx]

Don't marry him.

pairings: albedo x reader

warning: not proof-read, grammatical errors, sort of self-indulgent, arranged marriage trope (not w albedo)

summary: a marriage for convenience, an unavoidable event for you as you were forced to walk down the aisle—to vow to be your groom's wife, that is until the love of your life came before it was too late.

People say your wedding day would be one of the happiest days of your life, they say it would be one of the most important events you'll experience. Not for you though, you were about to be wed to a man named Arche.

Ugly name.

There was nothing happy about this wedding day, not when you were getting married to a man you don't even care about— you don't even know him. A forced marriage.

You hated your parents, you hated the fact that you couldn't fight hard enough to refuse this engagement. It hurt to even know that the man you love hadn't said anything to you after you told him the news, much less even made an appearance.

He simply disappeared.

What can you do though? You understand. You hurt him with the news and now he wants to get away from you, but archons did it hurt when you think about it. When you think about how Albedo easily gave up.

Am I not worth fighting for?

A knock had brought you back to reality, you use the mirror to glance at the door and see your mother with a smile. "Hello dearest. How's my little girl doing?" You suck in a breathe as you force a smile for your mother. "Never been better, mother."

"Oh! I can't wait to see you marry Arche. He's a good man, he's perfect for you." Your mother beamed, kissing your cheek as she looks at you up and down. You could only nod and give her a tight-lipped smile. You didn't want this, sure you dreamt about getting married, but you didn't want Arche. You didn't want him as your groom, someone else fit the role and that someone isn't Arche.

"Now now, be happy! It's your wedding day dear, bright smiles. It's time to go." Your mother says, and you just wanted to rip off the stupid smile on her face. You nod, standing up, you don't trust yourself to speak. In fear that you might say something you'll regret. You could only follow your mother as she leads you out the room, your wedding dress dragging on the floor.

The wedding dress you wanted to wear for your future wedding with the man you actually love.

It hurt to think that day wouldn't come anymore. As you walk down the aisle, you see some of your friends give you sad looks on their faces. They knew. They knew you didn't want this.

And as you stand in front with your soon-to-be husband, as you listen to the priest ask him if he wanted to spend the rest of his life with you. "I do." All you could ever think about is 'I'm getting married?'

The priest turns to you and smiles, asking you the same question he asked Arche. You glanced at your friends then your mother who gave you a knowing look and nodded. "I-"

The church doors opens.

"Stop the wedding." A familiar voice could be heard, and you immediately look at the source with wide eyes. He's here. Albedo.. was here.

"[Name] Don't do it. Don't marry him." Albedo catches his breathe and stands, looking at you in the eye. "I love you." The bouquet in your hand falls. "Don't do it." He looks at you in the eye. "... Why.."

"I love you." Albedo repeats, and you could feel the need to run into his arms grow stronger. ".. Bedo I-.. Why?" Why now? Just why? That was all you could think of. Why? What took you so long?

"Marry me." He goes down on one knee, and presents you a ring. You had unconsciously backed away from Arche as you stared at Albedo with wide eyes, you glanced at Arche who furrows his brows as he looks at you.

"You're going to be my wife-" "Marry me." Albedo cuts him off, you look at your friends who nodded to you. Encouraging you to go, go run into his arms.

And you do, you pick your dress up and run. You run to Albedo who immediately engulfs you in an embrace, kissing your forehead as he does so. You tighten your arms around him, afraid he'd let go. He'd disappear again. But Albedo doesn't disappear, he only pulls away and slips the ring on your finger. He then cups your cheek and kisses you, in the kiss he pours everything he wanted to say.

'I'm sorry. I'm sorry for disappearing. I'm sorry for making you think I left you. You're worth it. You deserve so much better than this. I'm not gonna leave. I'm not going anywhere, I'm right here.'

You melt into the kiss, kissing him back. You understood, you understood what he wanted to say. You could hear your friends cheer as you two pull away from each other,

"Let's go, shall we Mrs. Kreideprinz?"

"We shall, Mr. Kreideprinz."

Albedo stands up and assists you, before gently pulling you with him out the church. The two of you laughing and smiling like idiots. Little you had disliked the thought of becoming a runaway bride as it seemed 'sad' for the groom' but now, now that you think about it.

Being a runaway bride isn't so bad if it meant being with Albedo.

Your friends had held back your mother and Arche, your father in the other hand only smiled as he witnessed everything, he too was not very happy with the forced marriage but he couldn't prevent it either.

My little girl is all grown up. Take care of her Albedo.

Tagging: @sevynnee @kaemiya

[feralbreadx]

albedo x male reader expect its streamer au and reverse au + ooc albedo !!

man literally fell in love with you the moment he saw you, you were absolutely drop dead gorgeous, amazing, LOVELY.. beautiful handsome fantastic incredible all the fancy word things. chat even called albedo a simp when they are too smh

decided to pull for you with no hesitation at all, immediately built you better than anyone else could, gave you the best artifacts the best weapon all for you. and the chats going so crazy, like they are so god damned jealous..

he loves you very much, he even made fan art of you !!! if albedo could write then he would’ve made a fanfic i bet he even made you his pfp, you’ve truly won over albedo’s heart.

if he ever sees you x another character i bet he’ll just keep a blank face on but then he’ll start hating on that character and slander them so hard..

[abyssruler]

hold still

albedo x fem!reader

summary: you promised him you wouldn’t interrupt him with his study as you sat on his lap. clearly that was a big fat lie.

warning/s: not sfw, smut, fem reader, afab reader, cockwarming, dom albedo, sub reader, brat taming (sort of), reader is a bit of a bimbo

“I promise, I’ll behave!” you swear, looking up at him with wide, imploring eyes that you knew he was always so weak for.

Albedo sighs, caving in just as you expected. “Alright, but don’t try anything. I don’t want you distracting me in the middle of my work.”

An elated smile works its way into your lips. Clambering on top of his lap with your thighs on each side of his waist, you wrap your arms around his shoulders and press a wet kiss on his cheek, pulling away with an overexaggerated ‘mwah!’ and nuzzling your face to his neck.

He sets off arranging papers on his workbench while you lay your cheek on his shoulder, breath hot against the skin of his neck. You can feel his heartbeat against your chest, more than that though, you can feel his growing hardness pressing against you.

Grinding down experimentally, your thighs tighten around his waist unconsciously at the stimulation, a muffled whimper escaping your parted lips.

“Stop.”

Albedo squeezes your thigh in warning.

You ignore him and continue grinding against the prominent erection bulging from his pants. He was always like this, always denying you what you want even though it was clear he wanted it too.

His tone comes our sterner, “I told you to stop, didn’t I?”

You shake your head, hiding your face on his shoulder.

“Sorry, m’sorry,” you whisper, choked off. “I wanna—I wanna feel you, ‘Bedo—wanna put it in—”

“No.”

You whine, “Please, I—”

He sighs, long and drawn out, already familiar with this and knowing you’ll only get what you want in the end no matter how much he says no.

Leaning away, he grabs your chin and forces you to look him in the eye. He isn’t fooled by the sight of tears brimming in the corner of your eyes. “If I let you do that, will you promise to finally behave?”

You instantly brighten up. “Yes, yes, yes, I promise! I won’t bother you anymore so please—”

He lets go of your chin, closing his eyes in defeat.

“Fine,” he concedes.

You waste no time in undoing his belt and pulling out his cock, eagerly sinking down on him. He slides in easily, your hole already sopping wet with anticipation, and you shudder at the sudden feeling of being filled to the brim. You feel Albedo exhale sharply when you clench down on him, running his fingers over the bare skin of your thigh where your skirt had ridden up.

“This was your plan all along, wasn’t it? Not even wearing any underwear…” He clicks his tongue before moving his hand away from your thigh in order to rifle through his papers. “Now, don’t move. I’ll forgive you just this once.“

Nodding, you try your best to stay still, burying your face in the crook of his neck and taking in his scent, desperately trying to ignore your growing arousal.

For the next few minutes, everything was fine—until Albedo shifts to grab a few papers from the other end of the table. The movement startles you just as it causes his cock to press deeper into you. You let out a choked off breath, thighs clamping around his waist.

“Sorry,” he says without a trace of apology in his tone.

But it was too late, your arousal was back at the forefront of your mind.

You try to wiggle your hips as best as you could, but before you can get that stimulating feeling, a hand shoots out to grab your hips in a tight grip. You whine as you futilely attempt to dislodge his hand.

He was so mean. Keeping his length inside you but not fucking you right then and there. The situation is made worse by the fact his tip was firmly pressed against that spot inside you that made you see stars everytime he pounded into it during sex.

Your hands paw at his chest, feet swinging as you attempt to grind against him despite his hold on you. Albedo sends you a warning look that has you stopping your frantic movements.

“I told you not to move, didn’t I?” His tone is flat, but you can easily hear the underlying threat in it. “You’re so stubborn.”

Your voice comes out high and breathy, too pent up from being deprived of stimulus. “Albedo, please I—”

He grabs your jaw with his free hand, effectively silencing whatever pleas were about to come out of your lips. His thumb runs over your lower lip, smearing the drool that’s built up over it. You open your mouth to suck on it, but he quickly removes it and returns his hold on your jaw.

Albedo frowns at the pleading look on your face.

“Stop being a brat. You agreed to this, didn’t you? If you keep up with this behavior, I’ll have to resort to much more unpleasant measures. I’m sure you wouldn’t want that, right?” His tone softens at the end, the hand holding your jaw moving to cup your cheek gently. You lean in to the touch, letting out a sigh.

Too late did you realize that you have yet to answer his question, so you hastily shake your head. “N-No.”

His thumb strokes your cheek. “Hm, that’s good. Now behave, alright?”

You nod fervently, trying to keep your hips as still as they can be, though with Albedo’s hand holding it in an iron clad grip, it wasn’t too hard to do.

When he deems that you’ve behaved and won’t move like he asked you to, he removes his hold on your hip and resumes writing his report on the desk right behind you. He tucks his chin on your shoulder, and you snake your arms around him in an embrace.

Minutes pass by, or perhaps hours, you’ve lost count. The only thing in your mind right now is how aroused you are and how desperately you need him to just set aside his work and spread you across the table right now. You want him to pound into you so hard that you’ll have trouble walking for days. You want him to come inside you so many times you’ll be leaking his cum until the next time you coerce him into abandoning his work in favor of fucking you right then and there.

The image of him post-sex, breathless and flushed as he watches his cum leak out of you, has you clenching down on him so suddenly that Albedo draws in a sharp breath.

But you’re so engrossed in your own fantasies that you don’t notice this, and you feel yourself getting worked up again.

It stars off small. You clench your toes against nothing, and when that doesn’t help, you begin to tentatively grind against him, hoping he wouldn’t notice.

But of course he does.

Lightning-quick, he reaches out with both hands and grabs your hips in a bruising grip. Albedo leans away from you so that he can meet your eyes. You look at him pleadingly, face flushed with want and lust, tears at the corner of your eyes at being denied of your pleasure for too long.

“Please, ‘Bedo. I-I’ll be good after and won’t bother you anymore, just please…” you whine, straining against his hands as you desperately try to get that much needed friction.

Albedo continues to watch you impassively, though you can see from the way his eyes soften that his resolve is starting to crack. He’s always been so weak when you act like this, so needy and desperate for him that it brings you to tears.

Your bottom lip wobbles, eyes glassy as you widen them and look pleadingly up at him.

You feel, more than you see, his resolve shatter. In a matter of seconds you’re lying down the table, his papers strewn around you as he spreads your legs and snaps his hips against yours. You cry out at the sensation, hands reaching out to grab the edge of the desk as Albedo sets a brutal pace, pounding into that spot inside you that makes you see stars again and again until you’re nothing but a crying mess under him.

He grabs the underside of your knee, laying it on his shoulder to get a better angle, and you hadn’t even known it was possible, but the next snap of his hips against yours has him going even deeper, hitting the entrance of your womb and bruising your insides.

“Is this what you want? You’ve been begging for this since this morning. Such a needy little brat,” he whispers against your ear.

His words tip you over the edge. The moan you let out was absolutely loud and filthy. You couldn’t care less if someone outside the lab heard you, legs shaking from the intensity of your climax. Your walls clench down on him so hard that you feel him pause in his movement for a second.

Albedo lets out a breathy laugh that sends heat straight to your core. “You like that, don’t you? Being degraded like this.”

You couldn’t form the words to respond even if you wanted to. Your mind was nothing but a scrambled mess of pleasure and pain from overstimulation as he continues to pound into you, the sound of skin slapping against skin echoing in the empty lab.

You only register Albedo cumming when he grunts, his hips stilling against yours and pushing in as deep as he can go. The feeling of being filled to the brim sends you over the edge for the second time, legs spasming as you cum again. He leans his head on your shoulder, panting for air.

You slump against the table, legs trembling and sore, you were sure you wouldn’t be able to walk properly for days.

Slowly, you force your arms to move, placing them on his back in a tender ebrace. You plant a soft kiss against his sweat-soaked hair, inhaling his scent before resting your head against the hard table and closing your eyes.

You’re shaken from your rest when you feel Albedo shift away from your arms. Confused, you look at him, only to find his expression impassive, the only clue you have to what’s about to happen is the redness on his cheeks and his dilated pupils.

And then you feel him getting hard inside you again.

“You didn’t think it was over, did you? After all, this is what you asked for,” is all he says before he grabs your hips and starts fucking into you.

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Physical touch

my hc for the type of physical touch genshin men show during sex

sub gn!reader x dom albedo, ayato, childe, dainsleif, diluc, gorou, heizou, itto, kaeya, kazuha, lyney, scaramouche, thoma, venti, wriothesley, xiao, zhongli

as always, MDNI, explicit content ahead!

he holds your hands in missionary. he holds you as he whispers to you, telling you how good you feel and how good you’re doing. he starts slow and speeds up the more noise you make. he loves forcing you to focus your gaze on him, watching him roughly fuck you.

Albedo, Diluc, Wriothesley, Zhongli, Ayato, Thoma, Dainsleif, Gorou, Kazuha, Lyney, Venti, Xiao,

he holds your hips & pulls your hair while spooning. he loves morning sex, he loves the thrill of being in you the second the day arises. he starts slow and sweet, holding your hips as he whispers sweet nothings into your ear. he gets rougher, pulling your hair, maybe even biting down on your shoulder the more he’s inside you. he loves the soft noises your body makes against his, and the noises that come out of you especially when he pulls your hair.

Childe, Kaeya, Wriothesley, Scaramouche, Itto, Heizou, Lyney

he slaps your ass & pulls your hair in doggy style. he gets turned on by making you feel pain, he slaps you when he’s feeling good. he also likes to slap you to make the momentum a bit faster, to get you going a little more. he pulls your hair to go deeper in you, feeling you squirm under him as he does.

Lyney, Heizou, Kaeya, Scaramouche, Itto, Childe, Ayato

he plays with your nipples & leaves hickies on your chest during cowgirl. he loves playing with your chest as he see’s you lustfully use him to pleasure yourself. he finds pleasuring you exhilarating, he thrives to be your sex slave, watching you use him like you haven’t had sex in years. he loves to leave hickies on your chest and neck, exciting the both of you.

Albedo, Ayato, Dainsleif, Diluc, Kazuha, Thoma, Venti, Xiao

he places his hand on your underbelly in any and all positions. he has a bit of a size kink, he loves feeling his dick inside you, he likes seeing and feeling the outline. nothing turns him on more than seeing his partner be absolutely pounded by something twice their size. he never fails to praise you on how well you’re taking him either, making sure you know you’re doing such a good job at turning him on.

Wriothesley, Childe, Diluc, Zhongli, Itto