𝟓𝟎𝟎 𝐅𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓 - 𝐚 𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐨 𝐨𝐟

Cuddles and Games

Spreading your extremities out on the bed like a starfish, you relax against the delicate and rough surface of the freshly washed bedsheets. While on the verge of dreaming, you curse as your imaginary meal in a fancy restaurant disintegrated into ashes as Bachira jumped on the bed enthusiastically, your eyes popping open in a flash.

"Yayyy! Let's play," he said while turning his head away from the Nintendo Switch in his hands to smile cutely at you, his fingers magically still pressing the buttons on the console. Because his neck was resting on your left forearm, you turned to your left and wrapped your other hand on his chest, head positioned on the bone of his shoulder so you were wrapping him up with your body like a blanket. He smells so good, like honey and rain.

"Hey you, wanna play? I'm playing FIFA!!" he pat your head with one hand. Burrowing your head into the space between his neck and shoulder to find the comfiest position like a mole digging through dirt, you shake your head super fast! "Awww, I knew it! When you're awake, we'll play Wii Volleyball, okay? I know you love it."

You fell into slumberland with his leg hooked around yours, and you didn't even notice he stopped playing to clasp his arms on your back and fell asleep himself too. Knowing you would wake up to immense fun with your favourite game and favourite person making fire commentary on the gameplay, the nap was good.

one thousand and one nights with you (is not enough to spend)

note from kin: the title is from that song in twisted by starkid, but that’s about as far as the similarity goes

anyway you’re visionless and basically run a little witch shop in mondstadt, with flowers and cool gemstones and mysterious powders and potions and stuff. albedo gets a lot of his alchemy ingredients from you (also he’s dating you but not a lot of people know that)

fandom: genshin impact

character(s): gn! reader, albedo, plus a surprise venti cameo

pairing(s): albedo/reader

warning(s): i don’t know albedo that well so he might be ooc? also this is so cheesy it’s a little ridiculous

genre: fluff

“I’ll be going now, boss!”

You smile and return your assistant’s cheery goodbye wave as he disappears off into the night outside, freshly-filled coin pouch jingling at his hip. As the door swings shut with quiet click, your surroundings fall into quietude.

The candles keeping the room lit are beginning to burn down to stumps, throwing most of your shelves into shadow. You take a sip from the steaming cup sitting on your counter, then stand up to begin taking inventory and closing up shop.

The silence is comforting after such a long day. You’re not entirely sure what brought on the sudden increase in customers, given that your shop is tucked away in a quiet little corner of Mondstadt that not many tend to linger around. That had been a deliberate choice, and so was the lack of advertising - your speciality is the individual, not the crowd.

Still, you can’t say that it isn’t nice to have the increased income. More profit means better wages for your assisstant - and more Mora to buy even more cool things to stock.

You pass about an hour ambling around your shop, rearranging your products and making sure that everything is in order. Then, just as the bat-shaped clock on the wall chimes one o’clock, the bell above the front door jingles, and you hear quiet footsteps enter.

You don’t pay it any mind at first, instead focusing on rearranging the little bottles of various dusts and extracts on one of the ingredients shelves. A hand settles on the small of your back, and you feel the new arrival’s presence come to a stop beside you.

“We’re out of powdered lizard tail,” You say without looking at him.

A pause. Then a quiet chuckle. “That’s how you want to start the night?”

You smirk. “The night started a good while ago, darling.”

Albedo sighs as you turn to face him, though his soft smile betrays his faux-exasperation. “I did tell you I’d be late today.”

“You tell me that you’ll be late every day,” You reply, sliding one final bottle of powdered crystalfly into place, then move over to sit on your front counter. He follows, settling just beside you.

“I have a lot of things that need attending to,” He shrugs, leaning over and snatching your drink without asking. You shake your head, but let him take a sip from it anyway.

His eyes flicker up to look at you over the rim of the mug. “...though, of course, you’re the most important one.”

You laugh and bat at his shoulder. He doesn’t make any effort to avoid it, eyes twinkling as you smile. “Why not come round more often if I’m so important, huh?”

“Do you think I wouldn’t if I could?” He asks with a scoff, setting down the mug and gently nudging you in the side. “We both have jobs, [Name]. We need to actually do them.”

“Oh, I know that,” You return his nudge and hop down from the counter again. Albedo sighs a little at your restlessness, but follows as you swipe the keys from your drawer and open the door again. “But it doesn’t hurt to take a day off every now and then.”

“I’ve already taken far more in the last month than is reasonable,” Albedo says with a shake of his head, stepping out into the street at your indication and waiting as you shut and lock the door. “Grandmaster Jean will get suspicious.”

“Psh,” You dismiss, waving a whimsical hand about and nearly knocking the sign off of your door. “Why is it that you’re not telling her about us, again?”

“She doesn’t exactly like you,” He says, absently linking his hand with yours as the two of you begin walking aimlessly in no direction in particular. He’s removed his gloves, you notice. “You did set up shop without permission when you first got here.”

“Ah, right…” Now that you think about it, you seem to remember her shooting you a rather nasty look when you passed her in the street last week. Why she continues to hold a grudge is lost on you - after all, you did get the necessary documentation and everything eventually… though, to be fair, the method you used wasn’t exactly legal. “...well, forget her.  What do you want to do tonight?”

“Hmm,” He swings your linked hands about for a moment. “I saw a lot of dandelions growing just outside the walls earlier. Why don’t we go pick some seeds?”

“If you want to pick dandelion seeds, why not ask Sucrose?” You ask as he begins leading you in the direction of the main gate. “She’s the one with the Anemo vision.”

“Sucrose?” Albedo repeats, turning his head to look at you. His irises almost seem to glow in the darkness of the night, brighter than any of the stars above - it’d be unsettling if it wasn’t so beautiful. “Why would I want to go seed-picking with her?”

You raise an eyebrow. “...well, I’m assuming you need them for an experiment, and Anemo-blown sunflower seeds are always far more effective in that area.”

“If I needed them for an experiment, I’d just buy them from your shop,” He shakes his head. “This isn’t an ingredient hunt. This is different - it’s special.”

“Special how?” You question as the two of you walk through the gate. Albedo guides you over to a particularly thick cluster of dandelions just a few feet away, nestled in a lush copse of grass.

“Special… like you.” He cups both his hands around one of yours, the one that he’d been holding just before, and guides it over to one of the tallest plants. “Go on, show me that trick again.”

You laugh a little at his almost childish inflection, but do as he requests anyway. Albedo pulls his hands away from yours and watches as you carefully pluck off the head of the dandelion without disturbing any of its fluff-topped seeds, allowing it to rest on the tips of your fingers.

“There’s no trick to having a delicate hand,” You say as he watches your every move with the utmost concentration. “It just takes practice.”

Carefully securing the little bit of stem left at the bottom of the dandelion head between your index finger and thumb, you slowly raise your hand so that it’s suspended just above Albedo; he ducks his head a little, closing his eyes as you bring up your other hand to ever-so-gently flick the seeds from the head. The seeds drift about in the still night air for a brief moment before landing in Albedo’s blonde hair; their white colour is barely distinguishable against it.

He opens his eyes again as you pull your hands down again, lifting his head slowly so as not to disturb the little decorations you’ve added to it. “...so what did you grant me this time?”

“A good night’s sleep,” You say playfully. “As the seeds are carried away on the wind, so too will all your worldly burdens be blown away.”

He shakes his head, and several seeds are dislodged by the motion, vanishing quickly into the night. “If only it were that easy.”

“Hey, it worked last time,” You counter, sitting down in the grass. Albedo follows suit, reaching out and plucking a dandelion of his own - though with a lot less deftness than you did.

“That wasn’t the dandelions,” He says plainly, blowing lightly on the dandelion and watching the fluff disperse and disappear into the dark. “I just sleep more soundly when you’re beside me.”

You chuckle. “Sweet talker. So you’d sleep like a baby if I was around all the time, then?”

“Perhaps I would half the time,” He answers, smiling in a way that tells you that he knows exactly how sappy what he’s about to say is. “But I wouldn’t sleep nearly as well for the other half. I’d be too busy looking at you.”

Despite already knowing that it was coming, you can’t help but feel your heart flutter slightly at his proclamation. “I could say the same about. Bet you’ve broken a good few hearts with looks like that.”

“Then so be it,” He shrugs, eye-lids falling a little as he gives you a devilish little smirk. “Yours is the only one I care about.”

“When did you get so charming?” You flick him in the nose, effectively wiping off the smug look on his face. “Have you been studying love poems or something?”

“Love poems aren’t really my area,” He says, drawing back and rubbing at his nose a little reproachfully. “But Lisa and Kaeya have been giving me plenty of tips on my… 'romantic endeavours’, as they say.”

“Those two…” You shake your head. Kaeya and Lisa managed to find about your relationship with Albedo almost as soon as he’d confessed to you, though luckily they’d agreed to try not to mention it around Jean. “Have those tips been working?”

“Isn’t that a question for you to answer?” He picks another dandelion and blows it directly at you. “Is your heart being stirred?”

“Not while you’re blowing seeds into my face, it isn’t,” You shield yourself with one hand, pushing it in front of Albedo’s face to obscure his field of vision. “Quit it!”

He does drop the dandelion at your request, but, unusually, doesn’t give you a verbal response. You’re just thinking that he must be planning something when he suddenly leans forward and kisses the centre of your palm.

You immediately pull your hand back, feeling yourself heat up. Albedo leans forward, cocking his head to the side with a smile. “What about now?”

“You’re insufferable,” is your only reply.

Albedo’s smile turns into another smirk. He knows exactly what he’s doing. “I’m yours.”

“Mine, now? How nice,” You say, still trying to act unbothered. You can tell it isn’t working, though.  “Am I allowed to get a refund if you don’t work as expected?”

“Would you ever want to return me?” Albedo counters. You can’t exactly say yes - that’s both mean and untrue -  so you just sigh and shake your head. He smiles, clearly pleased.

You’re about to say something else when you hear a series of uneven footsteps coming from the gate. It doesn’t sound like a Knight of Favonius on patrol - in fact, it sounds more like a drunkard.

Albedo shuffles a little closer to you as a figure stumbles out of the gates. It’s someone you vaguely recognise by their green clothes - the bard who often plays in front of the statue of Barbatos. He’s holding a bottle that’s already half-empty, and you have a feeling that he’s already had a lot more before it.

The bard looks over at you and Albedo, and while you doubt he can recognise your faces what with both the darkness and the distance, it’s obvious enough that the two of you aren’t just a pair of good buddies hanging out. He raises the bottle in your direction with a hiccup.

“Wonderful night to meet a lover!” He calls, voice ringing so loudly that you’re sure that he just woke up a few residents of the city. “May your relationship last long as the wind blows!”

He doesn’t wait for a response before beginning to stumble his way across the bridge. As he goes, he exclaims to no one in particular, “The air is crisp tonight! Such good wine - what a wonderful city!”

He quickly disappears into the darkness. You exchange looks with Albedo. “...how much do you think he drank?”

“Far too much,” He replies amusedly. “He’ll regret it come morning.”

“And it isn’t too far off now,” You say, checking your pocket watch. “Will you be heading back to headquarters tonight?”

He considers, then shakes his head. “I don’t have anything that’ll need attention tomorrow morning. So, if you’ll have me…”

He doesn’t finish, but you already know what he’s asking. “There’s always room for you to stay over - you should know that by now, shouldn’t you?”

He smiles a little bashfully at that, and nods. “I suppose so… thank you.”

“You might as well move in at this point,” You comment, shifting slightly on the spot and patting at his arm. He holds his hand out obligingly, and you thread your fingers through his. “You’ve left at least three sets of pyjamas over already.”

Albedo opens his mouth to respond, and you shake your head, placing the index finger of your free hand to his lips to shush him. “Yeah, yeah, I got it, Grandmaster Jean’ll get suspicious…”

He blows on your finger to get you to retract it. When that doesn’t work, he pretends to bite at it, which is a lot more effective. “...I will tell her eventually. Just not now.”

“While you’re on the rocks,” You say with a nod, squeezing his hand. He sighs and nods as well. “But I still don’t think she’d fire you over who you’re dating.”

“Maybe not, but I don’t want to get any more on her bad side,” He mumbles. “She’s still annoyed about that floor I melted.”

“Didn’t you tell her that I was the one who made you drop the potion?” You ask, thinking back to that particular day - when you’d learnt that Albedo is very susceptible to your flirting when he’s in the middle of an experiment.

He shakes his head with a chuckle. “I didn’t think you’d appreciate me tattling. Besides, it isn’t like she punished me.”

“Well, you’re basically untouchable at the end of the day,” You comment, lying back in the grass and pulling Albedo with you. “It’s them who need you, not the other way around.”

“I wouldn’t say that,” He says, adjusting himself so that the two of you are pressed flush against each other. “If I hadn’t started working for them, we’d never have met.”

“We would have crossed paths eventually,” You say, smiling coyly when he turns his head to face you. “Though better sooner than later, I suppose.”

“Far better sooner,” He says, returning your smile with a much softer one. “I’m glad we did.”

Another dandelion seed drifts out of his hair and lands in the grass as you look at him. You'll be keeping this one for a long time, you decide. Probably forever. You like him.

You think he likes you, too.

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

lessons learnt at educastle's seminar!

25/6 last sunday, i attended educastle's seminar on how to be motivated to learn!

through this talk, i learnt that LEARNING is a choice. it will NOT end after writing that PhD thesis📃. what matters is your curiosity🔍. noone is content with knowing only surface level textbook knowledge, they must also want to know the depths of the iceberg! 🤔

you are a student🧑🏼‍🎓not because you are binded to high school🏫, but because you are learning. an old man without a degree can also be a student. you choose to learn than stay idle, so congratulations, learner! 📚

a way to be constantly motivated to learn is to develop curiosity for the workings of life🤯. for me, i am extremely interested in the fields of mechanics and engineering🥼, so i will learn that as an interest.

a fact i learnt was that you will remember more of something when you question it🤔, more than if the speaker was directly spitting out facts you don't want to know about.🥱

to understand in depth about real-life problems🤨, you can use the 7 layer technique in which you question your answer 7 times💭. you can use this to develop higher order thinking skills🤔 and also know the contributing factors to your dilemmas.

why do i crave validation? because __. why __? because ___. why...... .... x7

Helloooo there ! I saw that ur request were open and I was wondering if u could do one where albedo ,xiao and diluc watch a romantic movie with their s/o and and in the movie there is a kissing scene. how embarrassed they would be or not ?

Feel free to ignore <3

Watching a romantic movie with them.

💌 Characters: Albedo, Xiao, Diluc

💭 Synopsis: How the characters react when a kissing scene shows up while watching a romance movie.

🪧 Warnings: None!

Albedo

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He's honestly too busy and caught up in his own lab work to be watching movies with you, but the one rare time when he's free is when you decide to put on a romance movie.

Once you mention the title, he immediately recognizes it. Not that he's watched it himself, but because he sometimes hears Sucrose gush about them. Despite being aware of the genre, he doesn't tell you to pick another.

Surprisingly enough, romantic movies just flip a switch in his brain. The lovey-dovey scenes specifically turn him into a different person. With the way he sees it, it actually helps him understand relationships... Or at least that's what he thought relationships should be like. You admit that it's a little bit embarrassing on your end when he tries to imitate what he sees on you.

"Albedo! You came." You exclaimed happily as you pulled him into an embrace before you moved aside to let him enter your humble abode. He chuckled as he removed his shoes by the door.

"Of course, I said I would after all. Did you think I wouldn't?" He asked, looking up at you as he untied his shoe laces and slipped on the guest slippers you often let him borrow. You laughed awkwardly as you rubbed the back of your neck.

"Hm, I suppose a little bit." Admitting, you feel his arm lock into yours. Your eyes widen at his gesture slightly from shock. Albedo wasn't the type to be affectionate with you in public - or in general, so for him to wrap his arm around yours warmly was... different. Not that you hated it, in fact, you could let him be this close to you all day long.

"It's a pity that you have no faith in me." He jokes, or at least tries to. His tone of voice whenever he was being sarcastic never changed, it was always the same old airy, serious voice. Upon hearing this, you to frown at him, squeezing his arm in yours.

"I never said that! It's just that you have work and --"

"It's all right, I get it. I was kidding." His eyes lock into yours as he chuckles again at your pouting expression. Albedo was kidding again? What a rare sight. How could he have gotten in such this mood. "All right, let's watch that movie then shall we?"

Once you two make it to your bedroom, you stumble to turn on the TV as you shove the tape in the player. Leaning against the side of the bed, the two of you sat comfortably on the floor as you pulled the covers over your laps. For some reason, Albedo decided now was a good time to be reserved with his already scarce affections, so you took it upon yourself to be the one to initiate it.

As the movie began to play, you press your back to his chest, taking his hands into yours and pulling it to wrap around you. He didn't protest against your actions, he simply let it happen. He'd usually sport a poker face, but if he was being honest with himself, his heart was exploding in his chest. A feeling he couldn't describe.

Halfway through the movie, the two main leads were finally about to kiss after pining for about the entire first hour of the movie. It felt familiar. As one of them pushed the other onto the bed, you felt the tension build up in your stomach. Tilting your head to look at your lover from where you were against his chest, he was as unreactive as ever. Not a single hint of blush on his face. His eyes stayed fixated blankly on the screen as the two characters deepened their kiss.

He notices your consistent gaze at him, and his eyes meet yours, seeing a confused expression on your face.

"Is something wrong?" He asked. A hand brushes through your hair gently like it belonged there.

"It's nothing..." You mutter before you look away, disappointedly. You couldn't deny how you somewhat hoped for him to have the littlest bit of red on his cheeks. It was cute after all, something you could use against him. He blinked at you absentmindedly before he shrugs and turns to pay attention to the movie again. Archons, Albedo was both a confused and confused guy.

Soon enough, the credits were rolling, and you released yourself from Albedo's arms, much to his own disappointment but he didn't show it. He watched as you stood up from your cramped position on the floor, and stretched your arms up in the air.

"That was a lot more boring than I expected." You say through a yawn, followed by the sound of your knuckles and joints cracking as you stretch. He remains silent for a few moments before he stands up from the floor as well.

"I enjoyed it." He says plainly. A brow raises at his words. "You did now?"

"Yes."

"Didn't think you'd be into it of all people," The slightest change of expression was something you noticed on his face. You ask, "And why is that?"

He turns away from your face without a word as silence filled the room. It wasn't an awkward kind of silence, sometimes choosing to not say anything was Albedo's go-to response and you had grown used to it. You understood how hard it was for him to vocalize his feelings anyway. You sigh, leaning down to pick up the covers, but before you're able to put them away, a hand comes to grab your wrist tightly.

Your eyes shoot up to look at your lover, confused. Your ears begin to heat up as his gaze meets yours.

"What is it?" He doesn't let go, instead, he gently pushes your chest, causing you to fall back first into your bed. A shocked gasp escapes you as you Albedo's hands plant themselves on either side of your head, hover on top of you.

Instantly, you knew what he was doing. He was doing it again. Whenever he saw something couples would do, he'd try to copy it in hopes of understanding what would please you. As much as you loved how hard he tried, you couldn't help but find it a tiny bit funny.

Slowly, he leaned in and pressed a soft kiss to your lips. A smile tugs at the ends of your lips as he quickly pulls away. A mad blush tinted your face as his empty eyes stared into yours.

"Hm, how was that? Was it like the movie?" He asked. You blinked at him before breaking into a giggle.

Xiao

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It'll take so many tries and lots of almond tofu to get this man to watch a movie with you. As much as he loved - but never outwardly admitted it - to spend time with you, he just knew you were setting him up for a great amount of teasing when you recommended a romantic movie.

Much to your surprise, he didn't decline your movie night offer. Maybe he actually wanted to watch one with you... Well, it was painfully obvious that he did. The way his cheeks would brighten up when you suggested to watch one with him, and how he would try so hard to fight his somewhat embarrassed reaction.

When the movie finally started playing, he soon realized how much he absolutely dreaded the kissing scenes. He'd try so hard to keep a straight face, but the blush on his face proved otherwise. Whenever you'd point out how flustered he was getting, he'd try to play it off by criticizing how humans can't live without another. How weak they were without the other.

"Remind me again why I agreed to do this." He groaned at you as you pulled his arm, dragging him to your bedroom. As he entered, the TV was on, and the show was already rolling. Attempting to speak again, his mouth was immediately met with your finger, effectively shushing him into silence.

"Shhh. It's starting." You hum before he pushes your hand away from his mouth. The feeling of your touch lingered on his lips until you sat on the bed in front of the screen. He let out another complaining groan as he bent his knees to sit beside you. Suddenly, pulled him into your chest, cushioning his head with your torso. With a shocked yelp, he looked up at you with furrowed brows. The tips of his ears burning at your actions.

"What's with you?" He asked, grumbling as he tried to cover his face with his hand. You giggled as a reaction before you pat the top of his head softly.

"Hm, getting shy now are we?" You chirp, watching the way he continues to glare at you, flustered. "You can enjoy it, y'know?"

He doesn't bother trying to argue with you, instead he surrenders into your arms and his eyes wander back to the screen. Minutes pass, and it was finally the scene Xiao dreaded the most. The kissing scene. As the two of you watched in silence, you looked down at him to gauge his reaction. He notices you a little too quickly, his brows from a knot the moment he sees your smug expression.

"Why're are you looking at me like that?" He almost hisses, and you laugh at him. "Just wanted to see your reaction." At that moment, Xiao feels his cheeks burn in embarrassment before he pulls away from your arms.

"...My reaction to a kiss? What a lowly reason." He mutters, trying to hide his face as he turns away. "Humans are always finding new ways to waste their time."

"And it seems like a certain adeptus enjoys wasting his time the same way." You chirp, hearing Xiao grumble before you tug his arm harshly, pulling him into you. You have got to stop doing that, he thinks. He stares at you in silence before his face shows a little hint of amusement.

"Do I now?" He says in a deep voice, you could feel his breath tickle your nose with how close the two of you were. You lean forward and rest your forehead against his. "Want me to prove it?" Gulping loudly, he nods. Too caught up in the moment, the two of you soon forget about the movie you were watching.

Diluc

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Even Diluc himself wonders how you were able to convince him to watch such a sappy movie with him, especially considering how busy he was a person. Guess you were the only one that had him wrapped around your finger after all.

Still, he wasn’t too fond of the idea of watching a movie with you, but he didn’t like it either. He knew a ton of teasing was coming his way when he agreed to your offer much like Xiao. Maybe a part of him actually enjoyed it. Enjoyed the feeling of feeling like mush under your fingertips. You were the one person who was allowed to see him like that. The last time being back when him and Kaeya were children...

The movie itself was boring to him though. He didn’t enjoy it as much as you did, but he was really only in it to spend time with you. Whenever any of the steamy kissing scenes showed up, he would try to cough, and pretend like he needed water so he could have an excuse to leave. You always saw through it, and you wondered why he even bothered.

If he was being honest, he stopped paying attention to the movie a long time ago, he was far more interested in playing with your hair as you leaned against him. Spinning and twirling a thick lock of your hair while your eyes were glued on to the movie. He watched the way your eyelashes fluttered as you blinked, and he focused on how your chest gently rose and fell with each inhale. It was a calming state for him, having you in his arms for once rather than the other way around. That was until you craned your head to face him, squinting your eyes at him. He tilted his head, confused.

“Is something wrong, my love?” He asked, concerned. “Are you even watching?”

His eyes widen a bit before his eyes wander to the side guiltily. You sigh. “I thought as much. C’mon it’s about to get to the good part.” The food part? For some reason, Diluc felt a little worried by what you meant, maybe this was his cue to finally start breaking down in a fake coughing fit. As he turned his attention to the TV where the two main characters were slowly inching closer to each other, he froze in place. In a hurry, he raises his hand to his mouth and starts to clear his throat. Feeling him gently try to get up from beside you, you immediately catch his wrist. 

“And where do you think you’re going?” You see his face turn a light shade of red as he tries to scramble out of your grasp. “I, uh, I'm going to get a glass of water.” He quickly lies. Your eyes bore into his as you stand up with him, his wrist still in your hold. “Is that so? Let me accompany you then.”

As the two of you made it to the manor’s kitchen, you chugged a nice cold glass of water before you wiped your mouth with the back of your hand. Diluc soon finished his refreshment with a loud sigh. Noticing the way you stared at him, he blinked. "Yes?”

“Why’re you so persistent on not watching the movie?” You ask, a frown grows on your face as you approach him. Wrapping an arm around his waist as he backs into the counter where he placed down his glass. “Is it really that boring to you?” 

“Is it not for you?” He reflects the question back to you, and you go quiet before bursting into laughter, squeezing him even tighter in your arms. “Of course not! Not when I get to see you all embarrassed over it.” He groans loudly as his entire face begins to burn, trying to break away from you, but your grip is strong. “Do you enjoy teasing me that much?” You nod lightheartedly, and Diluc sighs in response.

Once you unwrap him from your arms, his hands instantly fly up to cup your face, pulling you into a sweet kiss. As he separates from you, your mouth is left agape in shock, a subtle shade of pink on your cheeks. A small smile forms on his mouth before he chuckles. “Look who’s embarrassed now.”

might i suggest:

albedo's love language is physical touch and he's a lot more affectionate than he seems

but he doesn't really notice that he's being affectionate

he'll tangle your fingers with his while he writes with the opposite hand

press feather light kisses to your temple or cheeks

but it's completely unintentional, like he's not doing it with the intent of being a sweetheart, he just ... does it

he'll bring your hand to his lips and kiss your fingers almost absentmindedly, and wonder why you're so fidgety and embarrassed

he's totally kissed every part of your hand at some point

palms, finger tips, wrist, knuckles.. just because he can

when you ask why he does this, he'll be genuinely confused

"do you not like it?"

of course you like it, what the fuck .

albedo's behavior suggests that he’s been waiting to do this with someone -- with you -- for a while

you were the piece he was missing, which is why he behaves as though nothing he does is strange or new

yes, he actively seeks out your hand while he's working

you don't stop him from working either, he just really, really, really likes having you around. maybe he won't say it, but you don't ever question it when he brings your hand to his lips again

yall😻😻😻

TODAYS STREAM! “WHERE’S MY UNDERWEAR?!”

☆ CATCHING ALBEDO JERKING OFF ; VALENTINES COLAB

PAUSE! This a little messy since your girl hasn’t been writing smut in a good century 🤪🔨 secretly lowkey dying bcs of how bad this is lolz 😝🔫 reader lowkey changed personas lowkey 1000 times in the course of a sentence but don’t mind that 👩‍🦯

Edit; accidentally posted on the wrong day oops

QUOTE! “WERE YOU JUST MASTURBATING?”

Albedo felt awful.

He felt disgusted with himself.

Albedo sat in his bed with a frustrated look on his face, just what was he doing? Sitting on his bed, your underwear wrapped around his cock as he imagined it was you. Telling him how perverted the well known and respected alchemist disgusted you. How stupid he was that before he started jerking off he was conflicted on whether he wanted your panties on his face or wrapped around his dick.

So here he was, sprawled out on the bed, while he wrapped his hand, the one that stole your underwear from your drawers, around his dick, his hand moving up and down sloppily.

As he was imagining you jerking him off, talking to him, he didn’t even realize how realistic it started to get. “Were you just masturbating?” he heard your voice nearby. Well of course he was, you should know if you’re a part of his mind. His eyes moved to where the sound came from, the doorway, he saw your figure standing there with your arms crossed.

Now the imagination of your body disappears in his mind. Instead he saw the real thing, the very much real person staring at him, face unreadable. Albedo tried reading your facial expression, but he couldn’t tell if you were angry, sad, joyful, disgusted, anything.

Though what Albedo did know was that he needed to hide his naked body from you. He quickly pulled the covers over his body, frantically trying to grab your underwear away from your view.

While Albedo was panicking about hiding his body and your underwear, he didn’t even notice how close you were. That was until he felt a dip in his bed.

“My my, I was wondering where my underwear has been going,” you stole your underwear back from Albedo whose face was an uncharacteristically red, “I went to your room to ask if you knew anything about it, but it seems you were the one who has been stealing them” Your voice was monotone just as your expression has been.

What would you do now? Tell everyone how perverted he was? Would you never talk to him again? Thoughts were racing in his mind about all the possible outcomes. The tension not helping his mind ease up a single bit.

“If you wanted me so bad you should’ve just asked” A teasing smile was on your face, showing the first emotion since you walked in. Albedo could only stutter random nonsense, puzzled on why you weren’t screaming at him.

Your hand moved to his cock as you made strong eye contact with him, stroking his dick slowly. “You know you’re going to get punished right?” Albedo gave a nod, guilt overwhelming him, but at the same time lost in the pleasure of your hand going teasingly slow, “Afterall, I had to buy many new pairs because of how much were taken”

“I’m s-s-sorry Y-Y/n-” before he could finish his apology, your hand tightened around his cock making Albedo let out a loud groan.

“It’s mistress right now to you” you reply in a stern tone, watching as Albedo yelped out a yes mistress, before going back to jerking him off. “You’re not allowed to cum unless I say so, you filthy pervert, stealing underwear from me, got it?”

Albedo nodded hastily, accepting the outcome, feeling butterflies fill up his stomach as you called him a pervert and filthy. “Ye-yes m-mist-tress” he moaned out as his back slightly arched.

“Good, look at how much of a pervert you are, getting turned on by me calling you names” feeling his cock twitch earlier and now as you kept calling him names. You started to speed up your hand, no longer going at an unbearable slowness.

“Mistress! Please!” Albedo whined, tears slightly pricking his eyes as he felt the burning feeling of edging since he was jerking off earlier and now you are giving him a handjob. “What? What do you want whore?” you asked boredly, no longer caring as you picked at your nails.

“C-can you pl-pl-pl-” the ashy blonde could only stutter, focusing on the word please. “Aww what a dumb whore, can’t even talk properly” you played with his hair, twirling the strands around your pointer finger, your bored expression only making Albedo more frustrated on not being able to talk.

“Pl-please… y-your p-p-pussy” he moaned out, his teal eyes focusing on your face, waiting for your response through he teary vision. You hummed for a bit, making Albedo wait in anticipation as he continued to moan from your hands that skillfully jerked him off.

“Alright I guess, since the dumb whore could actually manage to get a sentance out finally” your hand lets go of his cock, it made Albedo whine for a moment as you undressed before he felt your legs staddle his body, sinking down onto his dick.

You watched Albedo’s face slowly change, his eyes slightly rolled back, a loud smooth moan escaping his pink lips as his hands clenched onto your thighs tightly.

——— am I going to end it early??? yeees,,, was I planning on writing more??? Absolutely,,, did I proofread this??? Ofc not,,, was this rushed??? That’s a secret I’ll never tell, xoxo, gossip girl

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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.

i want scaramouche to humiliate me at the top wangshu inn like pleasee dial my number 😍😍

This could’ve been better but I’m dep*essed 🤪✌🏼

pairing: ??? scara’s ur captain and ur a soldier

tw: language, he’s ovbs humiliating u

wc: 382 yikes

You could feel the burn in your thighs the higher the stairs went. Looking over to the side at your friend, you kind of grimace as he seemed as cool as ever. “I hate when we get stationed here!” You whisper. Your friend shrugs as everyone keeps on. “Lord Scaramouche never lets us take the elevator like he does! Why do we have to take the stairs?”

It seemed like the stairs would never end. Your legs grew heavier and heavier with each step, your thighs trembling underneath you. But finally the peak of the stairs came into view. As expected, your captain did not wait for all of you there. “Of course he isn’t here,” you continue to complain to your friend as you reach the top. “He’s just like Captain Tartaglia. I bet you he’s up there flirting with the staff—”

“Excuse me?”

Your squad halted. You look back up at the stairs where your captain stood with his arms crossed and a deathly glare in his eyes. “S-Sir, I—”

“You dare compare me to some half-wit, inexperienced twenty-something baby who couldn’t handle being swallowed up by the abyss, ass-chasing rookie?” Scaramouche took a step down and halved your squadron to meet you face to face. “Tartaglia would’ve killed you right on the spot, soldier. You’re lucky that I choose to punish you outside of the public eye.”

You swallow a lump in your throat. His eyes were sharp and menacing. You felt sweat rolling down your skin underneath your uniform every time his eyes twitched. “I-I’m sorry sir!!”

“You wanna take the elevator so fucking bad? Then take the fucking elevator!”

You chewed on the inside of your cheek as he yelled at you. But was he being serious? “I can…take the elevator?”

Your captain smiled, almost innocently. But you knew that there was nothing sweet about his grin. “Yes, private. You can take the elevator down and walk back up the stairs once more. We will be waiting.” Scaramouche turned then to walk back up the stairs.

“B-But—”

Your captain stopped where he was on the stairs and looked at you over his shoulder. “Shut the fuck up and do as I say, you incompetent piece of shit!”

You let out a heavy sigh and grimace. “Y-Yes sir…”

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.