(Sfw) A Day With Albedo

(Sfw) A day with Albedo

Characters: Albedo x GN!Reader

Warnings: None

WC: 943 words

For Albedo, the mornings in Dragonspine start with him hunched over his alchemy table as the sun rises. Beakers bubble and boil as steam rises through the air. Complete solitude and quiet-- the perfect environment for experimenting.

For you, the mornings in Dragonspine start with you making your way to Albedo's lab. When you arrive, his back is turned to you, clearly focused on the mess of papers and reports sprawled all over his table. You set down the basket of snacks you brought him, carefully approaching the alchemist so as to not make a sound.

By the time you were right behind him, he had yet to even acknowledge you. You watched him at first, observing the small movements of his body. How his hair shifts as he looks around his desk, and how his coat twists with his body. Deciding you finally want attention from Albedo, you reach over and gently grab him by his waist, wrapping your fingers around and digging them slightly into his sides. He lets out an uncharacteristic yelp in surprise, nearly dropping the test tubes he was holding. He looks back, about to snap at whoever just grabbed him, but the words die in his throat when he sees it's you, flashing him a cheeky smile.

"Oh, Y/N. Hello...do you enjoy startling others who are holding dangerous and unknown liquids?" He questions, slowly putting down the tubes. You giggle, shaking your head.

"I like watching you work. It's very calming. Maybe I can finish some work today!"

Albedo nods in acknowledgment, understanding the reason behind your visit.

"If you need anything, just ask."

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You both ended up getting lost in your work, not looking up from what you were both working on for hours on end. Albedo remained by his alchemy table while you sat at the writing desk, scribbling away on some reports. You two probably would've worked till sunset if it weren't for one thing: your stomach letting out a loud growl. You stop working at once, feeling your cheeks get hot.

"Maybe it's time for a snack. What do you think Albedo?"

You don't get an answer. Assuming he was still trapped by his experiments, you turn around to ask again. You're greeted by a slumped-over alchemist whose face was pressed on the table. His cheek was squished, forcing some drool to dribble out. The sight made your chest swell-- you knew the man didn't sleep much and the fact he felt comfortable enough to fall asleep with you nearby made you feel especially elated. You didn't have long to enjoy the moment because your stomach growled again, reminding you why you were trying to get the alchemist's attention in the first place.

You step closer and lean down, gently nudging his shoulder.

"Albedo, wake up. I'm a little hungry," you try, keeping your voice low. He stirs a bit, making a low rumbling sound as he rises from his slumber. His eyes flutter open, and he looks up at you as they regain focus.

"Y/N...did I fall asleep?"

You nod, watching as he slowly sits up properly, blinking the sleep away. His hair was slightly out of place-- some of the strands sprawled on his forehead.

"I apologize. I'm sure you're hungry-- the position of the sun indicates we've been here for quite a few hours. We can-"

He stops himself when he can feel your fingers on his forehead, gently swiping the hair strands away from his face. He watches you carefully as you tidy up his hair, picking up on your quiet humming. When you're done, you pull away and offer a small smile.

"Sorry, I just wanted to get that for you. I am in fact hungry though--let's eat!" You turn and walk off to grab your stuff. "I'm sure I have my portable stove and some ingredients to cook us something yummy."

Albedo watches on, slowly bringing his hand up to his head. The feeling of your fingers on his head remains and he can't help the fuzzy sensation traveling through his body.

✦✧✦✧

After a nice warm lunch, you both resume your work. Before long, the sun has start to set-- the day was coming to an end. You didn't want to travel back to Mondstadt at night, what with the cold and darkness, so you had gone ahead and packed your things.

"Thanks again for letting me stay and work here, 'bedo! I got a lot of work done," you thank Albedo, slinging your bag over your shoulder. "Can I come back another day?"

"You're always welcome here at my lab, Y/N. You never need to ask," he answers.

And he meant it-- you were respectful of his time and his need for complete focus. You treated passing adventurers with kindness and were always patient. And when you spoke to Albedo? There was this look of adoration that was always present in your eyes. And that nickname you sometimes called him-- 'bedo. How could he not want you by him?

"Thank you so much, 'bedo!" You reach over and squeeze his hands tightly in yours, smiling up at him. "I'll see you next time!"

With that, you were off-- you started sprinting down the snowy path back down the mountain, back towards Mondstadt where your house was. As Albedo watched you leave, he couldn't help but feel...sad. While he knew you would come back, he seemed no longer interested in continuing his experiment or updating his journal. Nothing seemed appealing without your presence next to his.

No matter, He muses to himself. I'll just prepare for their next visit.

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1 - 𝓦𝓗𝓞’𝓢 𝓞𝓤𝓡 𝓓𝓡𝓤𝓜 𝓜𝓐𝓙𝓞𝓡?!

Arc 1 is taking off! I'm slowly getting more comfortable with everyone's voices and learning how to represent them through texts/tweets. It feels nice to get more writing experience. Shout out to all the genshin smau's that I consume.

Synopsis: It’s your senior year of college-- 4 years of slaving away during the summer heat in Mondstadt and practicing with the marching band, winning awards after awards, but never making it to championships. But this year was different! You were going to make Lead Majorette and bring your school to victory with...Diluc?! The Ragvindr recluse who’s been giving you the stink eye since freshman year? As fellow drum major? Just your luck!

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(SFW) Security

Characters: Tighnari x GN!Reader

Warnings: A little suggestive in the beginning but nothing explicit, descriptions of anxiety (separation anxiety??)

WC: ~0.9k words

Sunlight peeked through the curtains of Tighnari's room, bringing light into the room. Vines unfurled their leaves, inviting warmth and light. As the light spreads throughout the room, it shines over your face. You groan, turning your body so you can bury your face into your lover's chest. Tighnari purrs in response, pulling you closer to his body.

The bliss is short-lived of course. The light continues to spread and soon the forest ranger is unable to ignore the reminder to wake up. He growls under his breath, slowly arching his back in a stretch. His tail unfurls from around your waist, and the lack of warmth makes you whine in dissatisfaction. You open one eye, watching the canine let out a big yawn, revealing his sharp teeth. He smacks his lips and his eyes flutter open, pupils dilating as he takes in the sudden bright light.

"Ack! Ah...'s bright," he mutters to himself, looking down. He smiles and leans down, nuzzling your nose with his. "Good morning."

You smile tiredly and tap his face in acknowledgment.

"Good morning. Are you going on patrol today?" You're hopeful for a day spent being tangled in the sheets and lazing under the sun. The sound of joints popping and sheets being rustled disappoints you as you watch Tighnari slowly sit up.

"Today's another day of scouting for me dear." One look at you and he can see the disappointment painted all over your face. He gently cups your face and leans back down to kiss your temple.

"I always return safe and on time, don't I?"

And it was true-- without fail, for as long as you can remember, he never was gone longer than predicted. If it was a daily patrol, he was back before the moon was high. If he had a trip out to the desert and he said he would be gone for a week, he'd be back seven days later, 168 hours on the dot. It didn't make his departures any less disappointing.

He thumbs your cheek and rises from the bed, revealing his half-naked form. You look away shyly, the marks from your intimate previous night still evident on Tighnari's toned back. You turn your gaze back to him, watching as he moved around the room to prepare for his patrol.

Within the hour, both of you were standing in the doorway, bidding your farewells.

"If anything pops up, I will send a hawk out. Otherwise, I'll see you by moonrise," he promises, and he raises his hand to pat you lovingly. "Don't get into any trouble, or I'll give you that nasty medicine again."

You cringe, the memory of the last time you got needlessly hurt flashing in your mind. Tighnari laughs, pleased to know his message got across. Instinctively, his tail wraps around your leg and you stumble forward a bit. He wraps his arms around you, and you reciprocate.

There you two stand, enjoying each other's warmth. It's routine for you-- it should get easier every time. It should never be long-- after all, he always made it back home. But that doesn't stop the fears from creeping into your head. From the Fatui to the Withering Zones to stray Eremites and treasure hoarders-- anything could surprise him and leave him injured. And who's to say you'd find out in time?

"I love you," he whispers, and you're pulled out of your worrisome thoughts. Tighnari's the first to pull away, offering you a reassuring smile as he holds your hands in his. You take a deep breath, squeezing his hands.

"I love you too."

✦✧✦✧

Night has fallen and the moon has risen. Robin chirps are replaced with owl hoots. Instead of hearing the ambient chatter of the villagers in Gandharva Ville, trees rustling and crickets chirping. What you don't hear is the footsteps of Tighnari approaching your shared abode.

You glance outside, noticing the high position of the moon. You hadn't received a letter from Tighnari and none of the rangers who remained had notified you of any delays. He should be home by now. Your thoughts from earlier returned, doubt swirling in your mind.

You feel your breath become shaky, your hands becoming clammy and your chest tightening. The flowers were hypnotizing and you felt yourself getting dizzy as your environment warped and twisted around you. Tighnari is never late without reason.

The loneliness is suffocating and you're brought to your knees. You clasp your hands on your head, curling up within yourself in the center of the front room. You're so swept in your own anxieties and worries that you don't notice the door opening and Tighnari's voice calling for you. Noticing your hunched-over figure, he crouches in front of you, green and brown eyes swirling with worry.

"-/N! Y/N!" You jolt in surprise as your brain recognizes him. Slowly, the tension in your body melts away as you feel a familiar furry mass wrap around you.

"Are you okay? Are you sick?" He questions, ears perked and alert. His gaze wanders around your body, looking for an obvious source of your pain. When he sees you unharmed, he looks back at you, meeting your gaze. Instantly, you latch yourself onto him, nearly sending him toppling back. He sighs in relief and hugs you, holding you flush against him.

"Apologies. I ran into some trouble and met up with Cyno and the traveler. I meant to send a hawk but it slipped my mind. I'm here now, he explains, pressing a kiss on your head. You nod in understanding, but don't move your head from his shoulder. You both sit there in complete silence, enjoying each other's presence.

Requests (both sfw and nsfw) are open~!

nvm blog cancelled one of my irl mutuals actually interacted with something /j

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Of course!!

3.5 - 𝓢𝓸𝓶𝓮𝓸𝓷𝓮 𝓗𝓲𝓭𝓮 𝓜𝓮!

"Al-Haitham really became a drum major? He didn't come off as the type to be interested in that kind of thing," Amber comments, turning her gaze back to your crouching form. You peer up at her and raise an eyebrow.

"And Diluc did?" She sighs in concession.

"Fair point." She looks back over the crowd, watching as Kandake and Al-Haitham make their way over. There's an uncomfortable look across his face.

"I think he knows you're here too. Should we dip?"

You stare at the ground for a bit, considering the options. It had been quite a few months and you were over the breakup, for the most part Al-Haitham was always the more calm and collected one-- perhaps he'll be over it and will treat me as just another person? You thought to yourself. Slowly, you rise up and dust yourself off.

"No. It's fine. I'm a senior in college-- I can do this," you assert. As soon as the duo stop in front of you, you flash them both a warm smile.

"Y/N! It's good to see you. I'm glad that the last competition didn't scare you off," Kandake teases. You let out a huff in annoyance, crossing your arms.

"Don't you worry-- this year, we'll crush you. Both in the fall and the winter," you counter.

"Oh? You sound so confident, Y/N!"

The both of you butt heads as you start arguing-- spouting off about who had better performers. Al-Haitham and Amber stand to the side, only able to watch on as you two argue.

"Those two never change, do they?" Amber comments, giggling to herself. Al-Haitham nods, his gaze focused on you.

Truth be told, he only became a drum major at the director's insistence. He had no interest in doing anything more than necessary-- being in band was a choice he made to keep his mind sharp. However, knowing that you had also become a drum major made him feel a little more satisfied with his choice. He wouldn't admit it out loud, but he did in fact miss you. The breakup left a sour taste in his mouth.

"They're over it, Haitham." Amber comments, pulling the man out of his thoughts He looks down at the brunette, whose eyes are firm.

"Please don't worry too much about them. They've had a lot of time to move on from the breakup." Al-Haitham lets out a scoff, crossing his arms.

"Don't be so foolish. I have no intention of endeavoring in a pointless pursuit."

"Woah! The energy here is crazy!" A voice calls out, grabbing all four of you's attention. You look over to see a ginger girl with long hair walking over, followed by a familiar-looking funeral parlor owner. You step away from Kandake, waving over your friend.

"Hu Tao! You're a drum major?" She lets out a laugh, shaking her head.

"You think I could be a drum major while running my funeral business? No way! I'm just Captain," she responds. She gestures to her friend, her smile growing bigger.

"Meet Violet! She's my partner in crime and Flute Section Leader. Violet, this is Y/N, Amber, Kandake, and Al-Haitham." Violet waves, offering everyone a smile.

"Nice to meet you all. It's nice to have a face to everyone that Liyue will be crushing this year!" That starts another heated but playful spat between the leadership students from the three schools. Director Jose walks by, noticing the energy coming from the group.

"Well, at least they seem to be having fun."

✦✧✦✧

The directors from the four schools had led through a couple exercises and games for everyone, similar to what you had been put through the past week. By the end of it, anyone who wasn't familiarized with the other schools was talking and laughing as if they knew each other for ages.

In the middle of the activities, you were getting a little overheated, so you took a rest by the coolers. Despite your initial concerns, things had been going well and camp was going to end on a nice note. Al-Haitham didn't even talk to you much!

"Y/N."

Spoke too soon. You sigh and look up at him. His eyes are unreadable as he stares ahead, although the grip he has on the cup tells you that he's uncharacteristically nervous.

"Al-Haitham. Tired?" You ask, nodding your head to the cup.

"No-- it takes a lot more to shake me up. It's just been a bit too much socialization for my comfort."

You nod, taking a sip of your water. You both stand there in awkward silence, and you hope it's the end of that. Al-Haitham has other plans.

"Y/N, I am sorry. I was not who you needed at the time," he starts, and you raise your eyebrow.

"You're just now realizing that?" He sighs.

"I was aware for a while. But I didn't know how to tell you." You scoff, and the frustration and anger you had managed to suppress in the last couple of months start to bubble inside you, rising like a flood.

"A text was your best idea? You didn't have the balls to break up with me in person?" He winces and finally looks down at you, meeting your fury-laced gaze.

"I thought it was the easiest way to convey my rationale."

You rise to your feet, the grip on your cup tight enough to crush the styrofoam.

"Oh, I got your rationale alright. You're an over-confident, uncaring piece of shit who can't be bothered to think beyond himself for more than 2 minutes!"

Some nearby students hear your outburst and look over at you two. Murmurs spread around as your audience watches on.

"Y/N-"

"Don't even start! You couldn't have said this 6 months ago? You instead wait for the perfect moment to speak to me-- a moment that only happens because due to faith! Tell me, Al-Haitham. Would we be having this conversation if we both weren't in leadership?"

In a rare moment, you had gotten the scholar to hesitate. His adam's apple bobs as he swallows his spit. Tension is thick through the air-- you'd imagine if you had a butter knife, you could cut through it. You feel your hand get wet-- you had crushed the cup way too hard and he cold water had spilled all over your fingers, dripping onto the turf.

"Y/N, the Mondstadt Drum Majors are having a huddle. Let's go," Diluc's voice pierces through the silence, grabbing you and Al-Haitham's attention. He doesn't look at you, instead staring down your ex.

"Is everything okay?" For once, you were glad you saw the redhead. You let out a breath you didn't know you were holding and nod.

"Yeah, I'm coming. Sorry about that." You toss your crushed cup into the nearby trash. Diluc nods and turns around, leading you off. You don't spare a glance at Al-Haitham, who watches you walk away. His frown deepens.

For some reason, he did not predict that conversation ending the way it did.

Synopsis: It’s your senior year of college-- 4 years of slaving away during the summer heat in Mondstadt and practicing with the marching band, winning awards after awards, but never making it to championships. But this year was different! You were going to make Lead Majorette and bring your school to victory with...Diluc?! The Ragvindr recluse who’s been giving you the stink eye since freshman year? As fellow drum major? Just your luck!

A/N: 👁️ Well then. Also, Violet is @sugakookiessss's OC here. They'll be sprinkled throughout the series, along with another friend's OC. I hope you all had a wonderful Christmas weekend/holiday weekend! We should get back to the mostly social media setup soon!

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