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for the bi pride prompts 💜 'accidental' ft. scaramouche please!!

[Okay hi friendddd!! This did not exactly follow the prompt bc its actually harder than I thought but I hope u still like it!! This will also conclude the bi pride prompts!!]

Accidental; the character says or does something to reveal/imply their bisexuality.

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- Bothering Scaramouche was basically a hobby of yours. It's a miracle that he even stands near you considering how much you poke at him, guess you could say you were most definitely a favorite of him. No one else could say the same.

"If all you're going to do is run your mouth I suggest you leave my room." Scaramouche groans, his hands practically snapping his chopsticks in half.

Scaramouche ate by himself, apart from you usually being there. His room was large enough to hold a small round table. His meals were usually brought to his room by lower subordinates. Or sometimes he made you just to be mean.

You laid on his bed with your head nearly off the side. You would tilt your head and look at him upside down. Your hands rest on your stomach.

"But I don't want you to be lonely!" You throw your arm over your forehead dramatically. It was said as a joke, but being alone all the time had to get lonely at some point really.

"You're a pest."

"Then I must be the best pest you've ever had~" you reply in a sing-song voice. Scaramouche only sighs and continues eating. You watch him quietly for a few moments.

"So, do you like anyone?" You ask, picking at your nails. You could hear Scaramouche choke a little.

"What kind of childish question is that?" Scaramouche snaps, turning his body to look at you with his harsh glare. It never bothered you anymore.

"Just a question, jeez!" You roll onto your stomach and rest your chin in your palms. "Though I highly doubt you could get a girlfriend with that attitude."

Scaramouche clicks his tongue. "Please, the people here aren't worthy of my time."

"Oh, so I am?"

"You're pushing it," Scaramouche replies, growling through his teeth.

"Are you sure you don't want attention from the ladies? La Signora and Childe are already beating in terms of popularity."

Scaramouche scoots around a piece of meat on his plate with his chopsticks. His foot taps on the ground, signifying his oncoming thoughts.

"I give no thought to man or woman who even thinks they're worthy of me." Scaramouche eats the last bit of food on his plate then sets down his chopsticks. "My interest is in other things at the moment. Dating would just slow me down."

Somehow that response made your heart clench. Your smile droops, but your eyes rise up again as you process what he said.

"So, if there was someone worthy..." you throw in air quotes around worthy knowing of Scaramouche's big ego. "You wouldn't mind if they were a dude too, or something?"

Scaramouche quietly sits in his seat after one last sip of his tea. He looks smaller without the hat, less intimidating you could say. He crosses his arms with his back turned. It was a little uncharacteristic of him to be this quiet, especially after being questioned so thoroughly.

"Not really. Either is fine with me." Scaramouche finally rises from his seat. You couldn't see his expression clearly, but you could just see the slim piece of his pale cheek deepening to a pink. "My type is a person I can keep by my side at all times."

You stare at his back as he goes to leave. You slide off the bed, trying to follow him, but you slip too fast and end up halfway face planting the floor. You arms protected your face luckily. Scaramouche's laughter rings out. It was a sound drained from malice or vileness, only filled with innocent amusement. You could feel your face heat up.

"That's what you get for pestering me during my meal." Scaramouche wipes a tear from his eye as his laughter dies down.

You shift yourself to sit on your knees with a pout on your face. Scaramouche is ready to walk out the door which he has already opened, but just as he takes a step out, he turns back with a small smile, the edge of being a sly grin.

"Well, come on then, you'll get yourself into trouble if I don't keep you at my side."

BATMAN MOVIE REVIEW

7/10 movie

this movie was great. i guess.

other reviews: https://kaidousecoli.tumblr.com/bookre

diary: https://kaidousecoli.tumblr.com/diary

it starts off extremely heavy. dark colours, red lights. rainy atmosphere, gothic aesthetic, loud OSTs, batman walking around with heavy footsteps hitting bad guys in his stiff armor. there was this feel. so... renaissance! i love it.

but i feel like after the 1.5 hour mark things get more.. normal? maybe i just got used to the spectacular directing, i don't know. i just got less overwhelmed and more like, i knew they would pull this off, not surprised. there were still times where they synced the sound effects of batman slamming this guy's head to a car with the beat of the OST which were really sneaky and cool.

i know it's a heroes movie and there is no good ending without a "lesson on morals" at the end with batman spitting a whole morals thesis but it was so.. hero-like. not my style!

OST - perfectly timed, catchy, mysterious.

STORY - interesting with the riddle thing but when bruce slowly progressed through the riddles it got boring. pattinson makes a good batman though! really love the threatening alpha thing he has going on. xoxo

SONGS - if my memory serves me right they only played one song in this movie. two times. and i liked it! so it's okay...!

AESTHETICS - OMG!!! 10/10.... !!!!! upbeat colours, beautiful settings, graphics.. visuals...

|Feels Like Home|

Albedo x GN!Reader

[Genshin Masterlist]

word count: 2.1k

summary: Over the course of a seemingly menial day, Albedo finally realises that he's in love with you.

warnings: none! just sheer, tooth-rotting fluff. this has however just been word vomited with no beta so <33

this fic absolutely ran away with me, it was only meant to be the rain scene and then whoops i had 2k words written 😭😭 i just get,,,, very soft for Albedo, apparently. also sof if u see this i pushed to get this finished quicker for u so u could read it ❤

"We're going to get soaked," Albedo complained as you tugged on his hand, pulling him out of his office. He didn't try to let go, though, willingly following you regardless. He would have followed even if you were leading him straight into hellfire. 

"It'll be fun, I promise!" You beamed, a bounce in your step as you guided your partner outside.

The rain was pouring down heavily and Albedo sighed as the front of his hair was almost immediately flattened into his eyes, obscuring his sight. You hadn't fared as well either, but you were already mostly waterlogged from travelling to see him in the first place so it hadn't been as extreme of a difference. 

With heavy hands, he pushed his hair out of his face, letting it slick back against the sides rather than remaining plastered across his forehead. You were already lost in yourself a little further ahead of him, the enthusiasm never once leaving your steps as you bounded through the soaking streets of Mondstat with a gentle laugh. 

Albedo's feet sank against the drenched stone paving, little splashes of water flicking out under the soles of his boots. He spent a moment observing the way that the droplets rippled out from one another, some constructively interfering and causing larger splashes, some pattering out quickly into nothingness. For a while, he was lost in thought as he followed after you, until you finally snapped him back to reality with a little wave of your hand in front of his face.

"We're here," you declared triumphantly, gesturing out into the open space around you. 

You'd taken him all the way towards the cathedral, to the wide open square that housed the towering statue of Barbatos. He noted that the rainwater was cascading heavier from between the open palms of the statue, causing louder and larger splashes on the ground below. You didn't seem to care, eagerly running around in the space with a gleeful whoop as you splayed your arms out in the air and simply just enjoyed the time you were having. 

The downpour hadn't once cleared up and Albedo was certain that you'd have some serious drying off to do in front of a warm fire later to avoid catching a cold. Not that he couldn't just make up a few concoctions to make you feel better if you did get sick, but he decided he'd rather avoid the probability entirely. 

Almost as if to prove his point, a significantly large gathering of water sloshed unceremoniously down from the top of the statue and plopped tremendously atop your unsuspecting head. You let out a yelp of surprise, somehow now even more impossibly soaked through than you already were.

It surprisingly didn't change just how stunning you looked in the moment, though. If anything, the glistening droplets of rain reflecting in the fragments of light peeking through the grey clouds overhead gave you an extra layer of etheralism that had him close to blushing. 

"You're beautiful." He couldn't help himself from making the comment. It was an astute observation, like everything else he had noticed on the walk there. You really were the most breathtaking person he knew, so why wouldn't he let you know?

"Flatterer," you laughed, moving back over to him only to scoop his hands into yours. "Dance with me?" 

"Of course," he obliged. 

Sure, there was no music. That hadn't stopped you before so it certainly wouldn't stop him now.

Albedo wasn't necessarily adept with the concept of dancing, at least not in the traditional sense. His years of training as a swordsman had helped his footwork, naturally, so it wasn't possible for him to falter too badly. It had been a while since he had had a partner as proficient as you, though. Klee managed to keep him on his toes- literally sometimes- by insisting he teach her how to dance and then proceeding to simply drag him around the room a few times, but it was nothing compared to genuinely trying to dance with another person. 

"You don't need to be perfect at this, you know," you let out a laugh as he tried to lead you in a slow waltz. 

"I am aware," he admitted. "But you deserve nothing less."

"Just let yourself have fun, Mr. Perfectionist," you grinned, switching up your movement to pull him into a twirl. 

You were leading him now, dancing him around in a circle past all the bright cecelias that were planted around the foot of the statue. They were almost as pretty to look at as you, but Albedo knew they'd never quite match your elegance and charm. Your hands placed gently on his body, one on his shoulder and the other just over his hip, felt so warm against him. It was a shocking change to the bone-chill he could sense from the damp soaking deep into every single fiber of his being. It was welcome, though, and your touch felt like home to him. 

Home.

He considered "home" to be the land he was created in, the land he no longer got to see. Home was meant to be where you were from, right? So why did you, a person who had let themselves into his life like an absolute whirlwind and consumed his entire being until you were all that was left, feel the exact same way? 

You had become a comfort, not unlike the blissful warmth of settling down before a fire deep in the harshest snowstorms that wracked through Dragonspine. Like the early dew in the morning gracing the blades of grass that Albedo did so like to sit out and sketch when the sun was just rising. You were ephemeral, fleeting, but at the same time you were strong and grounding, like an anchor keeping him steady. He never quite realised how much he liked feeling stable. 

Yet here, now, with you, he let himself enjoy it all at once. The feeling that he always felt when he was with you, that glorious encompassing feeling of home. It threatened to swallow him whole and never let him go. And he would gladly let it, without hesitation. 

He laughed. For maybe the first time that you had ever heard him do so, he let out the most genuine laugh that he ever had. The rain was still cascading down in rivers across him, forcing him to blink hard to get the water away as he threw his head back towards the sky. You watched him with keen interest for a moment, bewildered by the sudden display of emotion, but once you had settled you laughed along with him. 

Never once did you stop dancing, out in the rain like that together. You both kept going until you were too tired to move any more, until you were practically dragging yourselves back through the wet streets home. 

Home. That elusive word yet again. 

This was your house that Albedo was currently crossing through the threshold of, closing the door carefully behind him as you went ahead to start up the fireplace. It was your sofa that you piled some blankets onto, your dining chair that you slowly and cautiously spread out your soaking wet outer clothes to dry upon. 

Everything was familiar to him of course, he had been invited into your house many times even before you were courting, but it all belonged to you. It wasn't for the both of you. 

It could be, though, he let himself think. Perhaps one day, some of his paperwork could be laid upon that dining room table. The cup he usually used half to death for coffee before finally washing it out every time could be sat neatly on the countertop, perhaps next to your own. His coat could be hung up on the hook beside your front door, next to where your own currently rested. 

"-e that," you said, but he didn't quite catch it. 

When had he let himself get so lost in his own imagination around you? You really must have had such a strong effect on him, for him to even be thinking about sharing his life with you in such a way. 

"Hey, Albedo," you called out to him again. This time, he actually turned to you. 

"I'm sorry, what did you want?" 

"Give me that," you held out your hand, gesturing towards his coat. "You're still drenched, I'm not letting you stay here if you're going to drip all over my carpets."

He passed it over wordlessly, peeling the fabric back off of his arms and handing it to you. You gave him a warm smile, such a beautiful smile, one that never failed to elicit a similar one from him in response, as you moved off to hang his coat up to dry. 

It was next to yours, just as he had been imagining only seconds prior. He had to admit, they looked good together. Like they were meant to be there. 

"C'mon," you urged as you returned, ushering him back towards the sofa. 

He sat first, at your behest, and let you plonk yourself down by his side. You stayed where you were for a moment, before fidgeting and eventually shifting all the way until you had your head resting on his shoulder. 

"Your hair is still wet," he noted, which made you giggle. 

"Yeah of course it is, we were out there for like an hour." You wrapped your arms around his middle, settling down as comfortably as you could manage. 

It wasn't the first time the two of you had cuddled in such a way on your sofa (yours, not a shared entity), but this time Albedo just couldn't seem to find the right way to place his own hands. He settled, eventually, for draping one arm gently across you and using the other to hold onto the hand of yours that had come to a rest across his stomach. 

"You seem really off today Bedo," you hummed, tilting your head up to glance at him.

He met your eyes with a smile. "I'm fine, love, don't you worry."

Love. 

He hadn't ever called you that before. Why did it feel so right, now?

"Love?" You repeated, a sheepish smile spreading across your face. 

"Do you not like it?" He asked, suddenly wondering if he had said something wrong. Before you, he never would have been so worried about something so small.

"No, I," you hesitated. "I love it."

"Was that meant to be a joke?" Albedo mused, moving to press a kiss to your forehead. He wasn't sure what had compelled him to do that right then and there but it just felt right.

Felt. Feelings were difficult, a concept that Albedo knew about in abundance- but still could never quite grasp. Even though he knew he was happy with you, happy interacting with you in a more-than-platonic manner, he never seemed to get a decent understanding of how he felt about you. You had told him several times how he made you feel, not to the point of saying those specific little three words, but it was close enough. He knew you cared for him, deeply at that. Why else would you have been so patient with him all this time?

"I love you," he uttered out at last, after what felt like he was thinking for hours. Really, it had likely not been much longer than a few seconds.

You stopped what you were doing, mindlessly twining and unlocking your fingers with his, to gaze up into his eyes. The slight part of your lips expressed your shock brilliantly as you stuttered to try and get a response out. 

"I love you too," you replied at last, after fumbling around the words for a while. "I love you so much, you don't even know."

"I think I can imagine," Albedo smiled, leaning down to pull you into a searing kiss.

Yes. Love was definitely what he felt. There was no other way to describe it, the overwhelming feeling he got whenever he looked at you. The feeling that desperately ached in his chest whenever you weren't around him. It was the feeling that made him want to stay there like that with you for an eternity, even despite the inclination to keep working on his research. It was the feeling of the first day of spring after a perilous winter, of the very first leaves tumbling off of their trees in autumn. 

The feeling of home. 

And he wanted to make a home with you, no matter what.

shopping for bikinis.

segsy prompt i found on google. it's the top result but i have never read a fanfic with this prompt so i'm going to use it. (bulleted point form)

includes: itto, albedo, diluc, ayaka

itto

takes pictures of every one he finds pretty and shows them to you later.

plays music when you're changing (and sings along...)

when he sees one he doesn't like his eyes will glow up, he'll do the shocked emoji and say "no." monotonously.

secretly wants to come in the fitting room with you.

will accidentally say what he actually thinks out loud.

hard to shop with him because he doesn't like anything

brings someone from his gang with better fashion sense to pick one when he's not sure

albedo

is respectful. very.

gentleman. compliments you a lot. when faced with clothing he doesn't really like, he tells you politely. if you really like it, he lets you buy it anyways. he's only giving you his opinion, not telling you what to do.

brings klee along so you have to change fast or else her impatient arse will be in another isle lawwlll

if you buy a plain white one he'll paint on it!! it's pretty so you won't mind

albedo bikini top.

diluc

"as long as you like it."

helps you carry the clothes you want to try out if there's not enough hangers.

is selfless, let's you test out the clothing for as long as you want. doesn't urge you to hurry up.

pays for it

idk i hate diluc

ayaka

gives you her honest opinion but sugarcoats it a bit

thats ugly. "it's plainly hideous, traveler! but do what you want i guess."

if she is also shopping for one she'll change with you

likes floral patterned ones

blushes and says "it uh.. makes your boobs look bigger.. if that's a good thing."

would rather wear shorts than a bikini bottom

DIARY OF 13TH MARCH 2022

13th of March, 2022.

today i woke up so late to

1. avoid paying respects in the cemetery

2. continue my dream

(P.S I hope noone from my old class is tuning in because this is really embarrassing. i dreamt of not being able to pick a food in the hawker centre. then somehow LJH talked about so many things to me and i held his hand and ran to char kuey teow stall. it was so breezy and cool!! he had very warm hands.)

we planned to pay our respects at 10. i woke up at 1035. i ate while rushing. i ate a steamed pumpkin bun made by my grandparents and a bite of yiu tiao.

we arrived at the section where my granduncle is at and see many people surrounding his tomb. someone opened a huge arse umbrella over the tombstone so people sticking incense wouldn't get their skin scorched by the sun. when my parents and i came i heard "omg she's so tall!" 5 times (it was inevitable 😏).

after i made my dad stick my incense in the sand, i stood UNDER THE SUN for 30 AN HOUR AT LEAST!!! i switched places 3 times. first i went under a small ass tree next to an unfamiliar relative of mine. i said Hi!! to seem approachable and to manipulate her to cover me with her umbrella😘 and she responded!! she was nice but i didn't reply to most of her statements because this is who i am.

then i went under another 2 umbrellas that were shared with 3 people each. IT WAS STILL SO HOT BRO THE UMBRELLAS DIDN'T DO NUN💔💔💔 my mom is a sadist she made me wear a gray shirt with black streaks. while she wore a blue shirt and my dad a white one? 🤬

after that i gave up and went to a gazebo with my grandma. it was pretty boring. i just daydreamed under there.

then we went to my M grandmother's house. we tabao'ed kuey teow soup, many kuih and 经济饭. my fav was kuey teow soup. it was good but i got bored of it quickly.

i just scrolled through my phone for the next hour then i only went home. WE WERE STICKY ASF!!

after bathing i played genshin for real for the first time in so long! i was hearing demon slayer SFX (my dad was watching) while cooping with someone nice and there came a power supply cut because someone was fixing a cable or something. so uncalled for. i couldn't say bye bye so she must've thought that i hated her or something. i drew without wifi next to the open sliding door to feel the natural wind!! my mom was watching me draw.

after that we gkt bored and went to eat dinner. luckily i bought a book bc it took so long for the food to come. it was worth it though it was a top tier feast. salted egg mantis shrimp, special edition beancurd with suspicious black sauce, yau mak with fried garlic and carrots, curry fish and okras.

4 June 2022

Today is Alia and Dafiy bday, Happy birthday!!

In the morning, I had 2 hours before my tuition, so i read a bit and watched a few tarot card videos. tuition was lovely, it was history and i learned a few things! tch praised my kbat question's answer.

Then for 10 hours i was stuck in traffic. I took rlly nice pictures. i did tarot readings intuitively to my parents in the car and we reached ipoh in 8 hours. the restaurant we wanted to go to was closed, so the restaurant next to it was packed bc the closed restaurant was like, famous! This is all for today bc there really got nothing happen

WHAT THE HELL did tumblr not save my completed draft or something fuck me

i'm officially starting the most boring part of my life. working in a 9 to 5 job counting the stock of products in the company until its dinnertime and writing excel reports during OT.

being a fresh graduate of college, i have chosen to be an intern at utopeeia sdn. bhd to afford my meals and detergent.

the scariest part is the introducing yourself part. hobbies? favourite colour? it's hard to choose, as i am a multi talented individual and likes every colour because i'm not biased.

hey, im ____. i like public speaking, skydiving, writing essays, angering my boss and other scary and extreme things.

yup, im going to let that be my future coworkers first impression of me.

all right, so for the next few days, i'll write my experiences with my friends in the corp!

kazuha

- sometimes helps me with my reports when he's free (such a sweetheart!)

- i WILL give him chocolate on valentine's!

- writes everyone poems on their birthdays

- treats coworkers to dinner

- in a party, always the sober one

-

itto

- will ride a scooter after work or put me in a trolley and push me into a puddle

- lets our onikabutos battle, he treats the battles like pokemon eraser battles. his onikabuto almost got confiscated once

- pranks our boss sometimes (i don't know how he got his hands on a fake cockroach. as far as i know, he can't save money for shit.)

- always in the pantry

- is the one who stocks up the shared fridge

albedo

- he's very normal.

- he sometimes acts so different from his usual self i kind of suspect he just got tired and slept in bed the whole day and his clone comes in the workplace.

- doesn't ever come to our after work parties

- everyone always talks about his "angelic" voice when he's not here

- he's easygoing and is very cheeky IF you know he's joking and being smug

- always gives away candy? why does he have so much of them???

scaramouche

- our bad tempered boss

- scolds us for scaring the customers when it's him who scared them away.. rolls eyes

- he's too grandeur. his whole room is made of glass, an amateur way to display wealth.

- noone likes him except our super straight coworker nina who gushes over every boy who passes by her even if they're assholes

- probably has a wife somehow. (we stole some glances at his photo frame on his desk and it was some wedding photo?! and he was kissing the bride?!)

- at least he's generous and doesn't give us a shitty payroll for the fussy things he makes us do

ganyu

- she is super sweet so she gets bullied

— ✧ good night

summary lil’ fluffy drabbles ab their “good night” teapot voicelines :-) pairings (sep.) kaeya, childe, xiao, zhongli, albedo, diluc x gn!reader warnings spoilers if you haven’t heard their teapot voicelines, kaeya’s is w/ a pre-established lover and is kinda spicy and ur wearing a skirt, nightmares, not proofread as usual ^^; a/n repost bc tumblr shadowbanned me an hour after i posted this last week :-( sorta half-assed this but it’s whatevs!!!! soz if u hate it :/

KAEYA

"you should get going, you have knightly affairs to attend to. good night, kaeya." you turned your head sideways to give him a kiss, into which he whined.

"is it that time already? i'm not sure i'm ready to say goodbye." he pouted at you, his grip tight on your hand.

"see, this is what happens when you slack off. your work piles up and you have to do it all the night before the deadline." you playfully yanked your hands from his and tapped his nose, "and that means... less time spent with your beautiful, perfect, amazing lover."

"well, my love, what if i told you that all my paperwork technically doesn't need to be handed in until next week?"

"well, my love, what if i told you that i know you'll hold off on doing it all until the night before, and then you won't get to spend the night with me? on your birthday, too... i have a very special gift waiting for you, y'know..." your lips ghosted over his, but just when kaeya was about to kiss you, you pulled away and sent him a teasing smirk, tutting him.

"oh? since when did you become such a tease... i thought that was my role in this relationship?"

"i can be a tease... when i choose to." your fingers danced across the top of his chest as you walked past him to the other side of the kitchen bar.

kaeya chuckled and shook his head as he felt tingles arise from where your fingers came in contact with his skin. it wasn't easy to make him flustered, at least to an outsider, but all it really took was to give him a taste of his own medicine, and he would be like putty in your palms, "can i at least get a hint about what this gift is?"

"you already know what it is... don't you?" you leaned across the bar to take his chin in your hand, "how 'bout a little sneak peek, hm?"

walking back to him, you pushed his legs apart with your knee and sat down to straddle his lap. your skirt rose up to your hips as you did, exposing a fluffy lace garter wrapped around one of your thighs.

kaeya's head tilted, pleasantly surprised, and he gazed at you lustfully, "naughty now, are we?"

his hand came up to touch the fabric, but just as his fingers brushed over your skin, you smacked it away, "ah-ah, you can look, but don't touch."

"you're gonna be the death of me..." kaeya's head fell back, exposing his neck. you knew what he was trying to do with his thick, muscular, veiny neck on display, just asking to be kissed, licked, bitten.

"well, you're just gonna have to wait until next week, aren't you?" you got up off his lap, suppressing a smile as you saw a small tent in his pants, "you might wanna take care of your, uh... situation before you go back to headquarters. as for me? i'm gonna get my beauty sleep. good night, love!"

CHILDE

"oh, it’s nearing midnight… you should go, if you want to get to sumeru by noon tomorrow," you suggested, smiling at childe through gritted teeth. frankly, you didn't want him to go at all. he'll be gone for whoever knows how long on a deadly expedition in sumeru. childe told you it could take him a week, a month, a year... maybe even more, "good night, tartaglia... be safe."

"it's already that time of night, huh..." "good night, (y/n). who knows when we'll next meet..." childe got up from his seat next to you, sending you a half-hearted smile and a lame attempt of a wave goodbye.

your heart ached as you watched him walk away, lacking the same pep in his steps he usually has. a voice in your head started screaming at you to go after him; to ask him to stay the night before going on an expedition that could take him over a year.

you tried pushing the voice into the back of your mind, but with no luck; what if he said no? what if he doesn’t like you in the same way you like him?

but what if he says yes? what if he loves you just as much, perhaps even more than you love him? what if hearing you say those three sacred words is the one thing that could stop him from going on this death wish of an expedition?

your mind was a war zone, both sides arguing with each other until eventually, one took the throne.

you let out a defeated sigh as you ran after childe, your heartbeat travelling up to your head from the nerves you felt for what you were about to do, "childe! wait!"

childe’s ears perked up as he heard your voice and felt his stomach flutter. he turned around, eager to hear what you had to say, only for you to come crashing into his chest. you wrapped your arms around his midriff tightly and nuzzled your head against him, "stay... please. even if it's just one night. stay with me a little longer... i-" you pulled your head off his chest and looked up at his face, noticing the glassiness of his eyes, "i love you." the three words came out barely more than a whisper, but still loud enough for childe to hear, "i love you, ajax."

fireworks exploded in his chest, and he couldn't help the wide smile that his lips adorned, "really?"

you nodded avidly and bit your bottom lip to stop it from visibly trembling, close to shedding tears from the overwhelming emotions you felt.

childe caressed your cheeks with the pads of his thumbs and pulled you in for a tender kiss. it was soft, and slow, and sweet; just how you had always imagined. your hands grasped the collar of his jacket to pull him in closer, trying to feel as much of him against you as you could.

he pulled back for air, laughing at the tears that stained both of your cheeks, "i was waiting for you to say that for the longest time, y'know? i love you too..." childe wrapped his arms around your shoulders and pulled you in for a warm hug, letting his head fall to kiss the top of yours, "i love you more than life itself."

XIAO

“thank you for today, i had a blast! good night, xiao.” you stopped at your door and turned around to send him a warm smile.

“t-today...” today was great.

xiao had it bad for you, and all he found himself thinking about, dreaming about, was you. he wanted to get closer to you; to understand you, but was unsure how to go about doing so. he consulted with zhongli regarding mortal courting rituals, and was told that taking them on 'dates' was customary.

so, xiao had asked you earlier in the week whether you wanted to accompany him on a picnic at qingyun peak, to which you happily said yes. you indeed did have a blast, as did xiao, although he wasn't very vocal about it.

he loved watching your face light up with curiosity as he told you stories about liyue, he loved the little giggles you let out when he said something funny, he loved watching you frolic around in the fields chasing crystalflies and feeding cranes.

he remembered zhongli telling him that first dates sometimes end with a confession and a kiss, both of which xiao couldn't find the nerve to do, “... forget it, it’s nothing. good night.”

you wanted to hear what he had to say, but respected that he most likely wasn’t ready to indulge you in his secrets. you nodded at him with a soft smile and turned around to open your door, but stopped as the wheels in your mind began to churn.

xiao was unusually... nervous today. you noticed how his palms often got sweaty to the point there were tiny pools in the middle of them, how his hand shook as he placed a glaze lily he picked in your hair, how he would snap his head away from you every time you turned to look at him, how he fumbled over his words.

did xiao... like you? as more than a friend?

as you felt a surge of confidence course through you, you turned back around to face xiao. his gaze travelled up from the ground to look at you, head tilted in confusion as he saw you bite your lip to suppress a wide smile, "is someth-"

xiao’s voice caught in his throat and his eyes went wide as he felt the warmth of your lips on his cheek. you may have only kissed him for just a mere second, but his whole face flushed red with embarrassment and he began to stutter.

you giggled at his response and simply waved at him as you turned back around to head inside your home, “good night!”

the yaksha’s fingers came up to touch the spot on his cheek where you lips just were, and his heart began to pound from elation. the feeling was foreign to him, but most certainly was welcomed. perhaps he would indulge you in his 'not-so-secret' secret tomorrow.

ZHONGLI

"i'm beat, i think i'm gonna hit the hay. good night, zhongli!"

"good night, (y/n)." zhongli averted his gaze from the river in front of him to smile at you and give you a wave.

you reciprocated his actions before walking back to your house. after letting out a tired sigh after falling on your bed, it wasn’t hard for you to immediately drift off into a deep slumber.

“zhongli!” you shot up, panting, eyes darting around your room trying to make sense of where you were. two hours had passed since you fell asleep and you were woken up by a nightmare. as you took in your surroundings, you managed to catch a glimpse of zhongli outside your window, still in the same spot he was when you bid him good night.

it didn't take much for you to jump out of your bed and run out of the house towards him.

zhongli turned around with furrowed brows upon hearing the sound of urgent footsteps nearing him and was shocked to see you running to him with tears staining your cheeks, “(y/n)? is something the matter?"

before he could react, you toppled into his chest, wrapping your arms around him tightly, "i had a nightmare that you died... it was s-so scary, i don't know what i'd do w-without you..."

he felt his heart sink upon hearing you cry and tremble against him,"shh, it's alright, i'm here... you’ll never be without me by your side." he cooed as his hands instinctively came up to rub soothing circles into your back. you and zhongli hadn't ever made physical contact like this before, but something about the way your body melted against his chest felt so right; so addicting, "if you wish, you may lay with me. perhaps being next to me will calm your mind."

pulling your head out of his chest, you wiped the tears off your face and looked up at him, "you'd really be okay with that?"

zhongli chuckled and took your hand in his, guiding you to the hammock that hung from the tree near the river he was standing by. he slipped into it first, then helped you up. it was a tight fit, and your legs were tangled, practically laying on top of him. feeling yourself heat up at the intimate position you two were in, you tried to shift over, only to have him hold you in place.

“aren’t i heavy?”

“heavy? i can bring a falling meteor down to earth. compared to that, you’re as light as a feather. now, shut your eyes and try to sleep.” zhongli squeezed your hand reassuringly and kept his gaze on you until you lowered your head on his chest. he smiled upon sensing a warm tingle spread through his body. it was a new feeling, but he certainly enjoyed it.

some minutes had passed since you had both gotten in the hammock, and you had already drifted off to sleep. zhongli admired how peaceful you looked like this; with the moonlight dancing on your skin and lips curved upwards into a gentle smile. he impulsively leaned his head forwards to press a lingering kiss to your forehead, feeling his heart flutter at how you subconsciously nuzzled your head into him in response.

he whispered against your head, "the night grows darker, so rest while you can. may you have pleasant dreams."

ALBEDO

"i think i’m gonna go to bed. good night, albedo!” you got up from your seat in front of him and sent him a wave.

"good night, (y/n). may you have sweet dreams." albedo murmured in response, his eyes not leaving his sketchpad. you wanted to know what he was drawing, but were too nervous to ask, and too respectful to take a peek for yourself.

you shrugged it off and turned around to walk away, only to do a double take, staring at him in awe. you had an undeniable crush on the albedo and often found yourself admiring him, but tonight, he looked especially stunning under the moonlight.

"... you don't require me to read you a bedtime story, do you?"

"huh?" you shook your head out of the trance he held you in and furrowed your brows, embarrassed.

albedo sighed and turned his attention to gaze at you softly, "you're still standing here. is there a reason you haven't left to your room yet?"

you shifted from one foot to another, feeling yourself heat up, "oh, um... i just... uh- it's nothing."

"are you sure? you know you can share anything with me, right? my ears are always yours," he cocked a curious brow at you.

"uh... um..."

"do i make you nervous?" albedo sounded genuine, but if you didn't know any better, the tone in which he spoke was almost teasing.

you let out a breath you didn't know you were holding in, "no? hah, what makes you think that?"

"humans stutter over their words and sweat when they feel anxious," he gestured to the stray drop of sweat on your forehead, and put his sketchpad down to walk over to you, "is there something about me that makes you uncomfortable?"

"oh, gosh- i, uh..." you looked everywhere but his eyes, feeling scrutinized under his gaze. you so badly wanted to scream at him that you had a giant crush on him, that you also probably loved him, but your nerves got the best of you, "...no?"

you shifted your gaze from the ground to his eyes, noticing a hint of amusement in them.

"can i show you what i was sketching?" he reached back to grab his sketchpad, opening it up to a page and handing it to you, "it's not quite done yet, but... it's almost there."

your brows raised as you saw that what he was sketching was, in fact, you. in his drawing, you were sitting at a table with a novel in one hand and a cup of tea in the other, just like you really were before you got up to go to bed.

"i look beautiful here." you admired yourself, fingers tracing over the outline of your face that he drew.

"you always look beautiful." he stared at you endearingly and felt his chest flutter when you looked up at him with a timid smile and soft eyes.

"really?"

albedo wasn't sure what overtook him, but he gently took your hands in his, swiping his thumb over yours reassuringly, "really. if you don't believe me, i'll remind you every day, ever hour of it, until you do."

DILUC

“oh, look at the time! time for the darknight hero to hit the streets of mondstadt and save innocent civilians from danger." you stated dramatically, slicing the air with the pretend claymore you held in your hands, "i'll let you get to it. good night, diluc!”

diluc shyly smiled at you, finding your childlike demeanour charming. "good night..." his voice trailed off, almost as if he was going to say something, and subconsciously took a hold of your arm to stop you from getting up.

you turned to look at him with a head tilt and confused pout, "were you going to say something?"

he shook his head with a quiet grunt, and furrowed his brows upon seeing that he had a grasp on your arm. diluc was quick to pull his hand away, tilting his head downwards to hide the flush on his face, "never mind. you should get going."

you gasped excitedly and immediately sat back down next to him, resting your chin in your palms as you looked up at him with curious eyes, “no, tell me! is it a secret? i promise i won’t tell anyone.”

diluc's breath hitched in his throat as he shifted his gaze from the ground to you, feeling his heart skip a beat at the way you looked at him in awe, “i really shouldn’t-”

“pleaaase; what if i’m dead by tomorrow? wouldn’t you regret not telling me?”

“you shouldn’t joke around like that.” his voice came out harsher than he intended, and he internally cringed at himself.

“d’awww okay, okay, you’re right. i won’t pry. for now. i’ll get it out of you, though… somehow..." you leaned in playfully to examine his face, your lips merely inches apart. diluc's eyes went wide, unable to look away from you as he tried averting his gaze, "… anyway, good night!!”

diluc found himself staring at you as you walked away, not being able to shake your words from his mind.

what if you really did die by tomorrow? after losing his two of his family members, arguably three, he didn't think he'd be able to live without the next closest thing he had to it: you. he also didn't think he'd ever forgive himself for not letting you know how he felt about you.

“(y/n), wait.” diluc got up from his seat at the fountain and walked over to you, stopping you in your tracks, “i shouldn’t hold back from telling you how i feel. you’re right; because what if you really aren’t here tomorrow? i don’t think i could live with myself if i didn’t tell you what i’m about to," he took in a deep breath before continuing, "i... i’m in love with you. i'm in love with your smile, your eyes, your laugh, yo-”

he was abruptly cut off by you wrapping your arms around his midriff and placing a haste, yet loving kiss to his lips. he short-circuited at the sudden contact, and felt his heart rate pick up. diluc stood motionless for a few seconds while he processed what just occurred, and hesitantly reciprocated your actions by wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you closer against him.

"took you long enough." you whispered against his neck as you let out a tired yawn.

diluc smiled against your hair, wondering whether his feelings towards you were really that obvious. he opened his mouth to ask you, but stopped upon seeing that your eyes were closed and your lips were upturned peacefully.

he supposed he'll just have to wait until tomorrow to ask.

valb3rry luvs u! drink a glass of water, fix ur posture and look away from your screen for a bit :D

And the most important thing to remember is that you have time. Time to discover new people and new projects and new places; time to heal from your past and your wounds. You might feel like you’re getting nothing done and nothing is happening, but you have time to discover your soul. It will happen for you <3

For the event:

Albedo +

Tysm! (＾∇＾)ﾉ♪

𝟓𝟎𝟎 𝐅𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓 - 𝐚 𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐨 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢

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pairing - albedo x gender neutral reader (royalty au!)

genre - fluff

word count - 2668

a/n - hello hello!! this is such a pretty photo, kinda reminds me of a botanical garden :) i think those flowers are hydrangeas so i tried to incorporate them into the drabble as much as i could :D ik it's daytime in the pic but for the sake of this it's nighttime ok shhhh. i kind of struggle to write for albedo a bit but i did as best as i could :) i also went v e r y overboard with this :')

content under the cut!

marriage is an odd thing, strong and supportive in theory but fickle in execution and nature, it often made no sense to you whatsoever. so imagine your surprise when your parents, the king and queen of fontaine, came to you and informed you of your betrothal to the crown prince of mondstat: prince albedo.

to many, a betrothal to prince albedo would be a dream. from what you've heard he's quite handsome although a bit socially inept and possessed a mind rivaling that of the most brilliant scholars. you'd be lying if you said part of you wasn't curious, but that part of you was also being swallowed by an inevitable fear of what was to come.

marriage was a thick, steely cuff shackled to ivory floors in your opinion, you'd exchange your freedom in for your country as your duty requires you to, but then what? live a life locked up in a palace with some man you barely know as your husband? the mere thought of it had you running to the nearest bathroom and dry heaving over the sink.

on top of the weighty betrothal, you hadn't a sliver of an idea of what prince albedo looked like exactly. sure, you knew he was a bit quiet and super smart but asides from that? you had nothing to go off of.

and it seemed like you never would officially know what he looked like until the day of your marriage when your parents made it their mission to hide portraits of the prince that had been sent over to your palace as a gift. you tried to sneak a glance under the cloth draped over one of the paintings only to be harshly reprimanded by your person in waiting and dragged off for more nobility training.

the week before you were to be shipped off to mondstat and married, your parents came to you smiling ear to ear. "the monarchs in mondstat have arranged for an engagement ball! isn't this exciting?" and of course, like always, you nodded and went along with it. but in reality you wanted nothing more than to slink away and indulge in your hobbies that had nothing to do with royal duties or marriage.

and now here you stood, greeting one person after the other as you stood beside both your parents and the monarchs of mondstat. guests swept across the marble dance floor, skirts billowing akin to faint smoke. you gripped a flute of champagne in one gloved hand and the other mindlessly fussed with an over-the-top heirloom on your neck. "stop slouching!" your mother hissed, lightly tapping the side of your arm with her elaborate golden fan. you sighed and straightened your back, sending her a look that practically read "happy now?"

bored out of your mind, you had nothing to do but look around and take in the sights (asides from repeating the same basic greeting every thirty or so seconds). the king and queen of mondstat had spared no expense in decking their ballroom out with the finest of decorations and food hailing from the best of cooks and pastry chefs. you glanced towards the side past your parents who stood on either side of you. the king and queen of mondstat were busy being greeting other guests, but you saw no one who looked like they could be the crown prince.

you'd noted down a few possibilities of who albedo could be: the gentleman with inky blue hair and a striking eyepatch who had entered an animated discussion with a guard. or perhaps the stony-faced redhead who looked like he'd rather be anywhere but here. yet none of them seemed probable to you, that eyepatch man was much too chatty and though the red head was a strong contender for a while, he didn't seem quite socially inept.

though the mini hunt for your betrothed played out like a game in your mind, it didn't help distract you from the overwhelming presence of people that surrounded you. from each and every corner and side came flocks of nobility, ambassadors, lords and ladies, dukes and duchesses, you name the title and they were there. after answering far too many questions for your liking and speaking in tongues that left you with a lump in your throat, you quickly excused yourself to the bathroom only to end up lost within the grand halls of the palace.

"this is ridiculous..." you grumbled, hiking up yet another flight of stairs and passing another intricate porcelain vase that you'd sworn you'd seen twice in trying to navigate the palace. you wondered if you'd just been going around in circles until a certain door caught your attention.

unlike the wooden oak doors that defined many of the rooms in the palace, these doors were purely glass and framed by uncarved wood with some of the leaves still intact. the twisting branches were something like you'd seen in the few alchemy classes you'd taken previously. curious, you placed your palm on the wooden handle and twisted it open.

before you was a sight unlike any other you'd seen before.

tiled paths lined from the door lead inwards towards a stunning indoor garden. along the sides, beds bordered by hedges held silky hydrangeas both violet and ocean blue which surrounded tall, stalking trees that protruded their way up in the middle of the flower beds. bushes and other varying greenery sat in the beds, neatly crafted to form elegant circles. in the middle of the garden, a beautiful beige marble fountain sat spewing water from the top.

for a moment you simply stood by the door and observed with your mouth agape, completely engulfed by the garden that seemed to jump right out of your favorite fantasy novels. you glanced around cautiously, and when you caught sight of no one else, you traversed deeper within.

the only tangible sounds were the soft clicks of your shoes across the tiles and the gentle trickle of the fountain which reverberated throughout the lush garden. as you approached the fountain, you noticed tiny multicolored butterflies hovering over the marble borders. you perched yourself on the edge and watched them flutter around you with curious eyes.

"hello there..." you quietly whispered to a stunning golden butterfly that landed on the tip of your finger.

"i see you've met auric." a voice suddenly broke through the calm silence you had been engulfed in.

you whipped your head around, a tad frightened. at first, you saw nothing but darkness. "w-who's there?" you asked, rising from your seat and looking around.

from the darkness of one of the leading paths stepped forth a young man.

but this was no young man in particular, in fact this was most definitely the most handsome man you'd ever seen in your entire life.

bathed in moonlight, his ashen locks were neatly combed and braided to the back. his attire was that of the finest garb, you noted. gold lined his dark blue overcoat, the tails embedded with dots of silver and aquamarine. but most of all, his stunning cerulean eyes sucked you in like a whirlpool and held you in its swirling grips.

"the great spangled fritillary," he politely smiled, gesturing to the butterfly on the tip of your finger, "scientific name speyeria cybele." he finished, walking closer to you.

"but to me, that butterfly's name is simply auric." said butterfly was still on your finger, flitting its wings every now and then. how it hadn't flown away with your movements, you had no idea.

the name tasted familiar on your tongue, "auric? like the chemical term?" he nodded, placing his white gloved finger near yours.

the butterfly, or auric rather scuttled off your finger onto the man's. "correct, meaning-"

"of, related to, or derived from gold." you eagerly finished for him. he seemed surprised but nodded. "yes...very good. are you perchance a scholar?" from the look on his face, it seemed if you were to lie about your status as a monarch he'd see right through it. and yet you couldn't exactly risk giving up such sensitive information to a complete stranger who had you alone.

"not exactly, i am merely...associated with the royal family of fontaine." lying wasn't exactly your specialty, but for now it seemed like he bought it.

"ah, i see. i too am also...associated with the royal family of mondstat." with a gentle flick of his finger, auric the butterfly fluttered away back to hover over the spewing water.

"is the ball not to your liking?" he asked. you fumbled with a response, knowing that this man was closely associated with the royal family could mean your answer here would be very important.

"i- um, the decorations are quite lovely!" you quickly blurted out, unsure of what else to say.

"ah it pleases me to hear that, are you having a good time?" you nodded your head yes, but from the looks of it you didn't seem too convincing. "you mustn't lie, it's very unbecoming. it's alright if it wasn't to your liking. i'm not much for parties myself." the mysterious man sat himself down on the edge of the marble fountain and gestured to the empty space next to him. "you're welcome to keep me company while i avoid social interaction." you snorted and placed yourself on the space beside him.

"that's a bit contradictory you know."

"i'm well aware, but the clashes of duty and desire are almost always contradictory are they not?" he ended with a charming smirk. smartass, you chuckled and nodded.

you thought back to the butterfly that had perched itself so tamely on your fingertips. "are you a researcher of butterflies?" you asked as you looked up at the fluttering insects that still hovered above you.

"i would consider myself so, i know more about them than most people." he hummed to himself. "and you? you seem awfully intelligent for someone merely associated with the royal family." you gulped and hoped he didn't see through your ruse.

"i- um, i'm in charge of the younger monarch's...educational teachings. yes-! i'm their tutor." you quickly weaved a lie. it had holes and gaps but it was the best you could do for now.

"you might be interested in the royal library then. if you ever return to the palace i'll be sure to show you." your ears perked up at the mention of a library.

"i'd like that, sure." you smiled. so far you kinda liked this man, he'd been nothing but courteous to you but within was a deeper layer that seemed to rest just beneath the surface. you couldn't lie, your curiosity was beginning to get the better of you. you tried to avoid his gaze yet his eyes bore into you, almost as if analyzing your every move.

"you seem...bothered by something. might i ask what?" you fiddled with the ends of your gloves and sighed.

"am i that obvious?" you peered up at him from your hunched position, a tiny sheepish smile on your face.

he merely waved his hand and dismissed your question, "not particularly, i'm just fairly observant."

perhaps it was the fresh air, or the lack of pressure on your shoulders you'd left behind in the ballroom, but you felt your resolve crumbling bit by bit.

"i'm to be wed soon," you mumbled more to the ground than him, "and i'm not sure if i'm ready to be tied down. or if i'll ever be ready for that."

you hadn't raised your head to check if he was still listening, but from his quiet breaths and slight hums of understanding it seemed he was.

"i see, marriage is quite the hassle i must agree. i simply wouldn't have the energy to expend into maintaining both a relationship and my academic endeavors," you nodded in complete understanding, "but then again, perhaps a relationship wouldn't be too hard to maintain if it were the right person."

"the thing is, i've never met my fiance. i have no idea if he's right for me."

he hummed and you watched from the side as auric fluttered down onto his finger once again. "being someone as lovely as you, your fiance would have to be a fool not to treat you right." he smiled, giving you a reassuring look.

the butterflies in your stomach swirled upwards with his compliments and you hid you flustered eyes in the confinements of the suddenly very interesting ground.

"thank you, for the reassurance i mean." you mumbled.

"of course, i believe you're in good hands."

the curious side of you was clawing away at your sides, demanding that you know more about this mysterious man. the more rational part of you however, demanded that you hold your tongue and treat this as a formal encounter. of course, you chose to be complicated.

"if i might ask for your name?" you boldly asked.

before he could even get a chance to open his mouth and reply, a nearby clock sounded the bell ten times. you whipped your head over and suddenly remembered that your mother would be looking for you.

"i don't mean to cut this short but my mo- i mean! the queen will be looking for me. i must hurry back." you picked yourself up and bowed hastily. as you turned to dash out of the door, he caught your hand in his gloved one.

he seemed to not know what he was doing at first, but cleared his throat and placed a feather light kiss on the back of your silk covered hand. "until next time." he nodded politely at you. if you weren't a mess before you sure as hell were now.

where he had formally kissed your hand and been polite, you managed to squeak out a "goodbye!" before scurrying off.

by some miracle you'd managed to find your way back to the ballroom and stumbled to your parent's sides with less grace than you were taught. your mother turn to you with a worried look, "where have you been?" she hissed lowly under her breath.

"got lost," you panted, smoothing out the fabric of your clothes.

"oh my dear (y/n)! i've been looking for you!" you snapped your head up as the call of your name. your future mother-in-law bounded towards you and took both of your hands in her warm ones.

"i've finally found that elusive son of mine, i'm so very eager to have him meet you." she giggled and clasped her hands together.

your stomach did backflips- did she just say you're finally going to get to meet the man you'd spend the rest of your life with? it was a bit overdue in your opinion, but better late than never you supposed.

you waited expectantly, the nervous butterflies in your stomach began to flutter with each second as you watched the queen of mondstat filter through the crowd for her son. at the thought of butterflies, your mind wandered back to that handsome man in the garden and auric the beautiful golden butterfly. he had the most lovely voice too...you almost thought if you listened hard enough past the classical music and chit chat you'd hear the soft bass of his calm voice.

"(y/n)?" brought away from your thoughts, your eyes fell upon those same cerulean eyes that you'd just seen earlier.

your mouth fell agape and you couldn't hide the immediate shock on your face. "you!" you pointed a finger at the ashen haired man you'd encountered in the garden.

"yes, i'm prince albedo. i apologize i should have introduced myself in the garden but," he paused for a moment to extend his hand, "you seemed much more inclined to hide your identity. i thought i'd do the same." your head swam with thoughts of all kinds as you hesitantly placed your hand in his.

the sly glint in his eyes let you know that marriage to him might not be as shackled as you thought.