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justaghostingon · 3 months
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Is it wrong to date a guy from an enemy faction when your country doesn’t exist anymore? Asking for a friend
A kaebedo au in which kaeya lives in a spy drama and albedo in a sitcom
Note: Minor spoilers for some lore from Pernhari lore books
Given what we now know about how the crimson moon dynasty came before the eclipse dynasty and was more focused on alchemy, i would like to submit a theory that albedo is from the crimson moon faction
His master rhinedottr is famous for her alchemy after all, and he followed in her footsteps.
Not that these factions mean much to albedo, k’hanriah is long gone, and there is so much more in the world to discover
But Kaeya! Kaeya was sent as a spy by the k’hanrians who haven’t given up yet, they still have hope and cling to old traditions.
They served the dynasty of eclipse, of course the differences between crimson moon and exclipse matter to them
Especially if i go out on a limb and theorize the crimson moon had something to do with the fall of k’hanriah. Like a revolt or political infighting. Side eyes “the exclipse was swallowed by the crimson moon”
So it makes sense why neither kaeya nor albedo were aware that they’d meet another k’hanrian in mondstat, much less another captain in the knights
Kaeya spends a day in agony, fully expecting albedo to jump him and make kaeya follow some new “mission” or something
That is until albedo mentions alchemy, specifically kemia. The pride of the crimson moon’s alchemists.
Combined with albedo’s seeming lack of knowledge as to who kaeya is, this can only mean one thing.
Albedo isn’t a spy from eclipse here to get Kaeya back on track. He’s a spy from crimson moon here to do the same thing as kaeya!
Naturally kaeya can’t let an enemy spy get to close to mondstat! Especially since they might not be friendly like him!
Plus he’s grown up on stories that blame the crimson moon for k’hanriah’s fall. (Also the gods and abyss, but come on, we all know the rival political faction was the real enemy here) he does not want that to happen to mondstat
So kaeya decides to get close to albedo, feel him out and see what his intentions are, and dispose of him if he needs to.
Unfortunately for him, a wrench is thrown in his plans in the form of Klee. Sweet, loveable klee who adores her big brother albedo so much, and would definitely cry if he were to suddenly vanish, and he just couldn’t do that ot her (also there is an all powerful witch who will definitely destroy mondstat if they make her precious daughter cry)
Now kaeya must find other ways to handle mond’s latest ticking time bomb and figure out his secrets, all while trying to ignore how those eyes make his heart skip a beat (from fear, he lies to himself)
Meanwhile, albedo clocks kaeya as a k’hanrian from the eclipse faction the moment he saw him. Given how it was all over kaeya’s clothes, he thought this was intentional.
And sure, kaeya never talks about his homeland, or his people before mondstat, but given everything that went down its probably a sore spot. No one else brings it up ir comments on his heritage so albedo just assumes everyone knows and no one talks about it out of respect for kaeya, and some other illusive social cue.
So when kaeya starts getting close to albedo, with his signature flirty moves, albedo does not think this has anything to do with crimson moon vs eclipse. He thinks this is just kaeya trying to get to know the new captain
Maybe he’s curious about alchemy?
So he shows off a few cool potions to a wide eyes kaeya
Kaeya internally: is this a threat?
Albedo internally: i am winning at social interaction 😁
Albedo figured kaeya would get bored of him soon enough, when he realized that albedo’s job of alchemy is a lot more math and a lot less cool explosions.
But when kaeya sticks around, asking questions about albedo’s past, befriending klee, expressing curiousity in what exactly his potions can be used for, albedo starts to get suspicious
It’s not the alchemy itself. Albedo offered to teach kaeya some small potions and kaeya all but leapt away in his haste to refuse (those childhood stories of “touch alchemy and u die” realy stuck with him)
So he goes to sucrose and timeaus and asks them.
Sucrose is equally baffled, wonders if maybe kaeya just really likes chopping up ingredients
Albedo: hmm. He does do it everytime i ask…
Timeus: oh my archons, kaeya has a crush on you.
Albedo decides to test both theories. He stops letting kaeya cut his ingredients, but that doesn’t deter him. So he checks to see if Kaeya is attracted to him
By silently crowding close to kaeya to hear if his heart speeds up
Kaeya meanwhile, has a stone faced alchemist pushing him into a wall, is absolutely thinking he’s about to be murdered (and that it’s hot)
Albedo notices the speed up. Ahh so he does like me.
Kaeya: i have to go now! Proceeds to rush out the door.
Albedo is confused. If kaeya likes him, why is he running?
He asks timeus and sucrose. Sucrose offers to stalk him for a while to find out why. Timeus replies that albedo was “too forward” and that people like “to be chased”
Albedo, chasing kaeya: is this what u want?
Kaeya: oh god he’s gonna kill me!
The method that albedo picks to woo Kaeya is to offer him a fancy lunch he cooked, complete with a traditional khanrian delicacy: the spider sandwich.
Kaeya does not enjoy this, his mind running wild trying to figure out what albedo is trying to say to him by feeding him spiders.
Albedo decides he can’t trust Rhinedottr’s ideas of “traditional delicacies” (who knew her spider sandwich wasn’t normal?)
So he turns to sucrose, who has been stalking kaeya. She proposes a date that she has gathered from her research: take him drinking.
Now if albedo had started with this, it probably would have gonne much easier for him. But after a week of being stalked, chased, and fed spiders, kaeya’s guard is way up.
He’s convinced this is an attempt to get him drunk to get information out of him. Well good luck with that, kaeya’s no light weight, he’s certain he can drink albedo under the table, and get him talking instead
Albedo is a but hesitant when kaeya suggests a drinking competition, but goes along with it.
The result is a very drunk albedo cuddling up to kaeya and whispering the periodic table seductively in his ear.
Kaeya was not prepared for that. Not at all. He comes back home thinking that the crimson moon really trains their spies to be good at keeping secrets
Albedo comes back to his home confident at a successful first date
Things continue onward in their will they won’t they, until one day kaeya wakes up in bed with albedo, in matching pjs, klee sleeping between them, and realizes that seduction was the crimson moons game all along, and he lost.
But oh well, its not like he’s really following eclipse’s orders anyways. He thinks as he goes back to sleep
The end
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testudoaubrei-blog · 1 year
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The thing about Atlantis is the the very notion that it is some old Greek Myth like the Trojan War that might contain some truth about it -relies on completely ignoring the context it appears in.-
It's not in Hesiod. Or mentioned in a play by Aeschylus. Or even recorded in a later form by Ovid (who to be fair had his own reasons for telling stories like he did and wasn't just recounting oral tradition, but then neither was Aeschylus). Atlantis is only mentioned on the works of Plato, a philosopher concerned with the true nature of knowledge, the most just regime for the state, and the nature of reality. Normal Philosopher Stuff. He was not a collector of legends, he was an inventor of allegories. And when he recounts the story of Atlantis (twice) it is very clear that this is what he is doing. He introduces it as an illustration of his political ideas, to show his ideal state at war. He sets up a backstory that is basically 'long ago and far away.' And then he yells a story -that we have no other record of-. And Plato does this ALL THE TIME. For instance, on the Symposium we get the comic poet Aristophanes telling and absurd yet heartfelt creation story where human beings used to be four arm, four legged round creatures that rolled everywhere until Zeus chopped us apart, and now we erotically long for our other half. This isn't an old Greek Myth about love. It is a presentation of a certain perspective on the nature of love, or at least what it feels like. Later in the dialog Diotima shares Ancient Egyptian wisdom with Socrates about the desire for the Good, a Nugget of ancient wisdom that just happens to sound like what Socrates says at the end of about 50% of other Platonic dialogs. And these are straightforward examples. The Dialogs are philosophical plays, convoluted dramatizations of the search for truth with multiple layers of unreliable narration and allegory and irony. Nothing in them is meant to be taken literally.
And the story if Atlantis is like this. It comes up in the Timeus when it is posited that in order to understand the perfect city from Plato's previous dialog, the Republic, the people gathered must see the perfect city at war. And that is when the tale is spun of an impossibly ancient Athens that looks a lot like the Republic fighting a hubrisitic empire from beyond the known world. The allegory is clear in the framing.
Anyway it's a shame that people, if they look at these Dialogs at all, will only mine them for 'evidence' of their theories and not read them for themselves and see what they have to say. Taken like this, on their own terms, they are fascinating and infuriating. But then again books are always better when we let them be themselves.
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authorofthyme · 2 years
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would u guys like to see the new sketchbook cover i just did
skskfhfhjsdjdv of course you would
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welcometogrouchland · 2 years
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[ID: digital fanart of Luz and Eda from the owl house set after the season 2 finale King's Tide. The image depicts a crying Luz, sat on the floor and holding an acoustic guitar as if to play it. She's looking down with a frustrated expression, and a dark shadow is cast over her. Behind Luz and faced away from the viewer is Eda playing the lute and kneeling down. She's smiling and is drawn with lighter colours and lineart. There's a soft light coming from off screen illuminating Eda and Luz. The background is white, except for a minimalistic depiction of a floor, which is done with a peach gradient. End ID]
It's not time to make a change / Just relax, take it easy / You're still young, that's your fault./ There's so much you have to know
Things she never got to teach you
based on the HC of Luz having learned guitar from her dad, and me realizing how similar it is to Eda's lute. Perfect recipe for musical angst </3
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ganyuslily · 2 years
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if hes gonna keep looking like this at me im gonna blush
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stahl-konigin · 1 year
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this is one of my favorite scenes tbh
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and also when poor soroi found out she used to think his tea was bitter
hE’S SO UPSET]
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yukikorogashi · 9 months
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❛ i’m trying to fix your hair, so hold still. ❜ [ from sora ]
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&. 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐬.
IT WAS THE LAST THING she had expected to hear from him, especially while they were out here. But she would easily still herself then, upon being requested to. Wide, curious brown orbs simply gazing up towards his face, as he reached out then to the top of her head. Those hands soon enough disappearing from her line of vision, as he quietly began concentrating on the task at hand.
"... Did ah git somethin' in thar', bro?" She couldn't help but ask, after a few seconds in. Blinking and smiling away, as a tinge of pink would alight her cheeks. For she would be reminded then that she didn't necessarily do the best job in keeping her hair tidy, even if they were braided up during most of the time.. Her question was soon enough answered in the form of a few bits of straw (And even, some specks and grit-- Oh, Itsuki...!) falling right before her eyes.
Thankfully however, it was a tidying job that did not require him to undo any of her hair ties and braids. And when he was finally done, it was with almost cautious hands that Itsuki would reach up to them...
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"Ooohhh~" Cooing out in almost humorous wonderment and awe, it was almost as if he had done something MAGICAL with those fingertips alone. Her own mitten clad hands then tightening their grasps ever so slightly, and giving the ends of each braid a light little pull, "Aw wow, bro! Ah didn' know you were so good wit' hair!" Laughter would bubble past her lips then, upon quickly realizing how that sounded like somewhat more of a slight, than it actually did a compliment, "A-Ah mean... thank you! It feels so much better now!" She didn't even need a mirror then to know that it didn't feel but looked so much better. Now, her hair was just as BATTLE READY as she was, if not more! ... If that even made any sense.
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@asteriskheart ❤️💕
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weenieblogz · 9 months
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Chapter 1 Deadly Life is out!
Sorry for the lack of updates! Just to let ya know it'll take a while for me to write the next chapter, so stay tuned Nerdge!
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mysumeow · 5 months
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HIII IS IT ALRIGHT TO REQ A YANDERE ALBEDO X READER SMUT N ANGST? I've been trying to look ALL over socials to find a good piece but I couldn't😭 would be wonderful for you to make one! BTW LOVE UR WORK UR DOING SO GREAT!!!!!💟💟💟
ꗃ ENSNARE
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Warnings: afab genitalia, gn pronouns. YANDERE albedo, reader is forced to drink a potion, reader experiences memory loss, may be considered as dubcon, PIV unprotected sex.
Summary: Albedo isn't fond of the idea of you being away from him indefinitely. He proceeds to take matters into his own hands.
Word count: 3.3k
A/N: ANON TY TT_TT ILY <3. I think that Albedo as a yandere is a strange mixture of both being sadistic if pushed enough in that direction and being a gentle lover. He's just ironic like that. He can also be manipulative if he considers he needs to be. >:()
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Being granted a chance to study at Sumeru's Akademiya was an achievement worthy of celebration.
Sucrose and Timeus congratulated you.
Albedo, on the other hand...well, he did too; however, not before a strange look settled in his eyes before he cleared his throat and congratulated you.
One week away from your departure, you still have one more obligation to take care of before you leave.
Albedo and you had been researching an experimental mix for memory loss. Not for getting rid of it, but rather for the opposite. Albedo did have a hidden streak for coming up with quite questionable ideas, but he claimed it's all for the sake of innovation and research.
He was quieter than usual as you worked on preparing the final touches to the potion. He even avoided your eyes, and that, of course, stung.
You were about to go abroad for a couple of years, and he was giving you the cold shoulder...?
"For how long will you be away?"
When the alchemist voices his question out of the blue, it took you by surprise. You bit your tongue to avoid answering with a passive-aggressive comment about his distant attitude. Instead, you answered with sincerity.
"Two years. Maybe more if I get a job there," you watched the bubbles form in the liquid. It was almost done.
"Hm, I see."
Is that all you'll say?
You couldn't help but be a bit annoyed.
"Although I am overjoyed about your promising future, I fret that I have to remind you that we aren't done with this research," the liquid stopped bubbling, and Albedo took the glass to shake it side to side. "And your duty, as a fellow alchemist, is to follow through with it,"
"..." well, he wasn't wrong. You did promise that you would complete this important experiment in a way to show your gratitude to him for taking you under his wing. "I was hoping that you would...excuse me, this time,"
Albedo's gaze seemed to stray off into deep thought.
"A reasonable assumption on your part," his voice was calm, even if that serenity didn't translate into his eyes. "I'll concede. You mustn’t delay your departure for the sake of testing and re-doing the formula in case it doesn't work,"
That relieved a weight off your shoulders.
"Nonetheless, I do ask for assistance in fetching additional ingredients in Dragonspine. It's less work, is it not?"
"Thank you, Albedo," you said, forcing a smile. Although you were hoping he would just let you go, you figured it was way less work than you had to do. "I'll be here tomorrow,"
"I'd like to depart at seven. I'd recommend you be ready by six at the latest," he nodded. He seemed to be in a better mood.
"Will do. See you tomorrow. Have a good rest."
"Goodnight.”
Once in your home, you had time to reflect on Albedo's attitude during this last meeting.
From the time you had known him, you never felt like he was dissatisfied with something you did. Not even when you first began dipping your toes into the field of alchemy and committed various mistakes that ended up in explosions, would he get as displeased as he did these past days. He was a patient teacher, guiding you towards the path of a successful alchemist. And, as a friend, he was also gentle and nice.
So, that's why you couldn't ignore the shiver that crawled up your spine for a reason you weren’t sure. He was just acting odd...
Uncertainty gnawed at the back of your mind while you prepared your equipment for tomorrow's trip. The more the clock ticked, the more it grew.
The longer you thought about the cold, difficult way up to Albedo's lab in that forsaken mountain, the more you doubted if you were willing to go through with it. You had a lot of preparations to do yet, and a trip to Dragonspine would take up at least two days.
Your arms went limp as you stared at the half-full suitcase on your bed. You were still in time to tell him about your change of heart. You could look for him in his office at the Knight of Favonius's headquarters if you went right now.
You finished putting your shoes back on and went ahead to open your door.
Your heart almost jumped out of your chest when the person who was occupying a good portion of your thoughts was standing right in front of you.
"Albedo...?"
"May I come in?"
You blinked twice, still recovering from the unexpected visit.
Albedo's teal eyes widened a bit as he raised his eyebrows and looked at you with confusion. "Is everything alright?"
"No-! Yeah! I mean, good timing. I was about to head out and talk to you," you stepped aside to let him in. "What brings you here?"
"Wanted to check up on you and make sure you packed the right supplies. You don't go up there as often as Sucrose and Timeus do," he gripped the strap of the bag on his shoulder.
"How... considerate," you planned to think about what you were going to say to him on the walk to the headquarters, but his sudden appearance left you unprepared as to how to approach the topic.
He glanced at your suitcase for a brief second before he spoke again: "You might reconsider the boots you're taking. Do you, perchance, have one with better insulation?"
"Albedo," you interjected more impulsively than you should've. Albedo turned to draw his attention to you. "I was thinking, maybe I can't do that trip. You see, I'm a week away from my departure. And I have lots of stuff to take care of before I go. I'm sorry that I'm sort of abandoning the project before its absolute completion, but..."
"I understand," Albedo's faint smile almost put you at ease. "You're busy. Everyone is, including myself,"
You just nodded, hoping this conversation would end already.
"So, let's skip the trip and go straight to the testing phase."
Weight placed on your hips and wrists, pain on the back of your head as you laid on the floor—it happened too fast. Soon, you began wrestling your arms, trying to break free from his grip but failing at it. You didn't understand how someone of Albedo's build and height could have such strength.
Your arms trembled, and you gritted your teeth, trying to push him off you. Fed up with your resistance, Albedo shoved you more against the floor, as if trying to prove a point—you're not going anywhere.
"I'd advise against making this harder than it already is," Albedo furrowed his eyebrows, his other hand pulling out the concoction out of the bag he had brought.
"Are you listening to yourself? You're asking me to stay calm in a situation like this?" your efforts to break free didn't falter for a single moment. "Are you out of your mind, Albedo? What the fuck is wrong with you!"
He didn't even seem to be listening to you; he unscorched the flask and poured the liquid into his mouth. He leaned down towards your lips, and you didn't need a second more to understand what he wanted to do.
He discarded the empty flask and took the opportunity to use his now free hand to pinch your nose, forcing you to open your mouth out of absolute distress and forcing the liquid into you.
You tasted blood, and at the same time, Albedo grunted from pain. You had injured his lip out of spite without thinking twice, but rather than angered, he had a pleased look instead.
"Why," you cried, your heart aching from having your trust broken by someone as important to your life as Albedo.
"Isn't it evident enough already? Ah, my apologies. You have your moments of being dull, needing aid from me to spell it out, don't you?"
Albedo was mocking you.
How much crueler could he be?
"There are reasons aplenty for these actions. One of them is that I can't stand the idea of letting you go. I hope you can find the possibility of forgiving me before you forget everything."
Seeing you were slipping out of conscience, Albedo finally let you go and cradled your head, resting his cheek against your temple, murmuring soothing promises that you didn't believe.
The place where you woke up was soft and comforting. It smelled of fresh linen and the faint aroma of cecilias.
Coming into your senses, you rose from the bed and looked around, recognizing you had no recollection of why you were here or who you were...
Your first instinct was to head to the door, which you did. 
A cold gust of wind blew straight into you, your once warm cheeks felt chilled at the drastic change in temperature. You shielded your eyes and squinted, discerning a pair of boots advancing in your direction.
"You're shivering," a pale, blond stranger with azure eyes guided you back inside with tender hands.
The stranger closed the door behind him with his leg and set down the stuff he was carrying. He brushed off the snowflakes left on your hair, not yet meeting your eyes.
"I know you have a lot of questions…”
You interpreted that as an invitation to ask away, which you did. The basic information about yourself, what's in this place, and about him.
Albedo wasn’t one to opt for easier ways out when it came to his work. He pushed himself to his limits, neglecting his commodity for the sake of advancing with his studies the most he could; he broke that habit with you. He chose the easy way out to avoid losing you; he chose the easy way out to trick you into feeling safe with him now.
“You can’t leave this place. There are people out there who want to hurt you.”
 Himself, being the first one to wound your trust.
“The moment they see you, they’ll want to pounce on you.”
Not for the reason he was deceiving you to believe in. They’d run to you to hug you and ask why you had disappeared.
“I still must go down the mountain to bring what we need to live here in relative tranquility. Don’t worry about it, I’ll handle it,” he rubbed soothing circles with his thumbs into your shoulders, his voice’s timbre akin to an analgesic. “Whatever you need, let me know,”
Albedo’s soft gaze was the first one you met back then, and as the days went by, not once did you sense any danger or discomfort within his presence. Considering that he was the only person you interacted with, you soon found yourself growing more attached to him.
Albedo sat down on the bed you shared, shrugging off his coat. He just came back from one of those trips he made to bring water, food, and other indispensable supplies. You watched him in silence, wondering if it would be alright if you acted on your heart’s whims.
He took off his boots too and undid his braids before he laid down next to you, facing the ceiling. His eyes were half-lidded from exhaustion. His chest rose and fell at a languid pace, his cheeks red from the cold.
He must've noticed your prolonged stare because he spoke up: “What did you do today?”
“Oh, I just stared at the wall,” you joked.
Albedo smiled, glad that you had at least retained some of your personality.
“I went through your sketchbook. The place where you go to fetch our stuff appeared to be warm and bright,” you sighed, longing to feel the sunlight on your skin and not the cold breeze trying to fight off what little warmth the sun provided. “I also tidied what I could, but there’s not much stuff to organize anyways,”
He hummed, his eyes still not meeting yours.
“Albedo—” you called out for him before you could stop yourself. You covered your mouth afterwards, but it was already done. You had the entirety of his attention on you.
“Yes?” he turned to face you; his cheek squished against the pillow.
Now that you thought about it, you realized you rarely glanced at his face, at least not with this amount of clarity. He was close; you could appreciate in detail every feature of his, like how the locks of hair he braided framed his face in a different way now that they were untied.
“I noticed there’s something worrying you,” he uttered.
Calling him was one thing your heart ached to do, and placing your hand on his cheek was another. The latter, however, you acted out on.
His face was warm. You expected it to be the opposite, but you were happy that it wasn’t the case. And it grew warmer the more you left your hand there and the more you approached his lips.
And the kiss heightened in intensity whilst his hands found your hips, and you positioned your leg over his. You wondered if his heartbeat was as fast as yours did now or if he had fantasized of something like this occurring. He didn’t push you away. In fact, he pulled you in closer. He locked his arms around your frame, loving you with a desperation not usual of him.
It was evident in his eyes how much he yearned for this, for your love. Despite that, he took his time to undress you, caress the expanse of your abdomen, and kiss every inch of your skin. His hands went from your hips towards your chest and gave you a gentle squeeze. Your body’s response occupied his keen observation; thumbs rubbed on your nipples, and more arousal pooled between your thighs. His index fingers joined to pinch them carefully—a moan left you, and his heated attention shifted towards your face.
Albedo swallowed hard before he shifted positions to sit between your parted legs. His kisses went to your neck, and a hand slid down towards your glistening folds. He prodded first, marveling at how slick you already were, and then glided a finger inside. You hugged him closer, unused to that sensation. You were hiding your face in his hair, but Albedo didn’t mind.
A finger became two, increasing the tempo little by little. Even though the stimulation wasn’t directed to your clit, his palm rubbed the spot anyway.
“More,” you panted, your arms tightening around his lean frame. You could feel the muscles on his back tense and release from his movements, and his hot breath was fanning your neck. Albedo, always responsive and pliant to your wants, rubbed his thumb faster against your clit, the thrusting of his fingers inside of you became sloppier. You’d be embarrassed at the amount of slick sticking to your inner thighs, but right now, you don’t have the mind for it.
Just before you reached the edge, he stopped.
“Albedo,” you whined, tears forming in your eyes from your ruined orgasm.
He didn’t seem guilty in the slightest when he cupped your face and swallowed any other complaints you had by claiming your lips with his; tongue slipping against yours, and softly groaning into the kiss. You felt him suckle your tongue a bit and pull away. You almost whined from the loss, but your thoughts vanished once he stroked your clit with his dick. Albedo’s interest piqued each time you twitched from pleasure, taking in your reactions.
“Put your legs on my shoulders,” he asked, waiting for you to come back into your senses to do so. With uncoordinated movements, you managed to follow through with the request, and he pulled you in closer.
Hot.
It was ardent when it made contact with your stimulated and sensitive hole. Albedo had trouble controlling his heartbeat, and after some seconds of preparation, he eased in. It was an enjoyable stretch, reckoning Albedo’s intent on satisfying you.
Albedo filled you to completion, the tip poking a vulnerable spot inside of you. The tremors in your body didn’t subside when he touched it, and he could feel it himself. Gripping your hips with a firm hold, Albedo began thrusting. In and out—a coordinated and gradual pace. You were getting used to the sensation of having something of that girth inside of you, and Albedo was trying not to cum so fast.
“Your body reacts so beautifully when I touch you here,” Albedo’s fingers went back to your clit, and you arched your back when he began stimulating it in tandem with his thrusting. He was about to say something else until a groan cut him off, feeling you clench around him.
Whatever self-restraint he preserved left his movements closer to fucking than lovemaking, with how fast and hard he was yanking your hips in his direction. Not like you would complain, anyway, since his sleek fingers (from your wetness) were rubbing on your clit. You were treated to the airy groans and gasps that emerged from his bitten lips and the unusual sight of the collected alchemist losing his composure, thanks to you.
You approached an orgasm faster than you thought you would, stopping your body with spasms and blanking your mind. You managed to hear Albedo’s own groan of pleasure and hot, thick spurts of cum inside of you. Albedo hurried to kiss you, ensnaring your body taut to him, making sure everything went inside.
You were tired, and you didn’t even care that Albedo was still resting on top of you. After a few minutes, he pulled out and laid next to you, hugging your shivering frame to his.
“Do you want me to prepare a bath?” he kissed your temple.
“That sounds like a good idea,” you mumbled, clinging to him.
The next morning came, and Albedo found he had to go back down for an emergency. You couldn’t help but stare at him as he prepared himself to go out, wishing you could go along with him.
“I’ll be here as soon as I can,” he said, putting his coat on before going away. “If I’m not here by nighttime, expect me to arrive in the morning,”
You nodded, considering whether you should attempt to ask him to tag along.
By the time you made up your mind, he was already gone.
Last night, as you were drifting off to sleep, you recalled some information regarding Albedo: he’s an alchemist.
You had no recollection of him ever telling you the precise field of his work, but for some reason, you were convinced it was a fact.
The more you fell down the rabbit hole with the question of why you were so convinced about it, the more you began remembering bits of information before you were brought here.
You glanced at the pile of research notes, notebooks, and sketchbooks left on the desk. Amongst the notebooks, you recognized one he tends to take with him whenever he heads outside of Dragonspine. For a moment, you entertain the idea of running after him to give it, since it’s important. You decide against it, given that you don’t have the appropriate equipment to stand the unforgiving temperature or something to guide you.
Days like this were boring, so instead of looking through his drawings, you went through the notebook.
A particular page catches your attention.
You skimmed through it, the mumble-jumble of words not inspiring you to stop and analyze it. However, the moment you identify a series of daily records detailing who worked to create this experimental potion and the progress made with each study—
You found your name.
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ivryne · 1 year
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. . . ⌗ the aftermath ! 🔬 | scara x fem!reader smau
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— 04 : i’ll bring the snacks 🍬
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You set your phone on the table, averting your attention to the professor in front. You took a glimpse of your notes then return your gaze back to Professor Dottore to add on any missing details.
It had only been the first class of this year yet this dearest professor has already assigned yet another big project. Goodbye good sleep and hello coffee.
“Alright class I will be assigning you to group of two. There will be no complaints or anything in such matter regarding your partner without a valid excuse. You are all adults, you can tolerate each other or you can fail. Either of it, I don’t care.”
Your only wish was to not be paired up with those skip-classers. Doubling work or handling a group work on your own was currently not in your to-do list.
You hear a list of names being called, waiting for yours to come. “…, Ceester Rosaria and Fushiguro Megumi, Abyssoque Kathryne and [ L/n ] [ Name ], Alkemee Timeus and Scaramouche Kunikuzushi, …”
After what felt like hours it was finally over. You didn’t feel upset getting Kathryne as your partner, she has always been fairly efficient and you both has worked on other projects from last year. Now it was time for Dottore to explain the contents and rubric of this said project.
“For this semester, I would like you and your partner to create a device to help improve our healthcare programs. To prevent, monitor, and even solve healthcare problems around us. An example of this project is one that your senior made last year in my class. They made a Mountain Climber Health & GPS Tracker to prevent those who plan on climbing Mountains from getting lost and to let others aware of their condition in the Mountains. If you are interested to take a look, it is placed in the Bioengineering lab as well as the results from past years. Those project were the best one in my classes among the years. If you manage to achieve the highest grade, yours will be added to this collection as well. Make use of your creativity, make something useful, original, and efficient. Think like a scientist. I have high expectations for this class so impress me.”
And with that, the class was finally over.
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. . . ⌗ the aftermath ! 🔬 masterlist - prev | next
synopsis — the aftermath ! After a drunken night that resulted in some late night endeavors, you woke up in an unfamiliar environment. Looking around you in search for any familiarity, you spot a familiar tuff of violet hair beside you, hidden beneath the heavy duvet. Realization blew you over as you finally connected the scattered dots. Did you really just sleep with Scaramouche, your no.1 nemesis and rival? Well I guess all we can do wish you luck to deal with the aftermath.
taglist — OPEN ! ( send me and ask, or comment to be added in ! ) @raideneiari @mizukikioku93 @xirthia @meigalaxy @ghostsaysno @sakiimeo @lxry-chxn @mcryv @ar1sc0rn3r @soosuro @thomawifey @thenightsflower @scaraapologist @kairxse ( if your name is in bold it means i can’t tag u )
NOTE. OMG TYSM FOR 100 FOLLOWERS GUYS 😭🫶🏻 u guys r so nice tysm for the support 💗💗💗 Btw typo on the GPA again it’s supposed to be 4.0💀 Anyways I personally love bioengineering and I think that bioengineers are so cool that’s why i went specific with the project hehe. n btw that Mountain Climber Health & GPS Tracker is a real project made by bioengineers irl. So cool man 😮😮😮
© 𝐬𝐡𝐫𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐫.
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ukranianacearo · 1 year
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𝓟𝓮𝓻𝓯𝓮𝓬𝓽 𝓪𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓷𝓽
Characters: Albedo, reader.
Ships: Yandere!Albedo x gn!Ai!Reader
Warnings: mention of death, obsession, unhealthy relationship, body modifications. (I'm not sure if those are all, so if you see others, pls tell me)
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Albedo is now in his laboratory in Dragon spine. Today he met the traveler and did some little experiments on them. Albedo didn't discover something really new, but at least he tried. He was sitting on his chair, adding some little details to his newest and largest, in time spent, experiment. Albedo remembered how traveler's flying friend almost reveal Albedo's secret, but Timeus got there just in time, for Albedo, to distract those new people. Albedo knew that if his secret will be revealed like that, he will have problems. After all, nobody should know about the dark side of the Alchemist of the Knights of Favonius. After some time, all the details were done. The only thing Albedo needed to do now was "awake" his experiment, his sleeping beauty... And he did so. After some seconds he could see them.
-Greetings, Albedo Kreideprinz. I'm Y/N, your personal assistant. If you need any help with anything, please, come to me. I will help with everything I can.
Albedo saw them, someone seeming to be half human and half robot. Albedo experienced many feelings this time... He finally "revived" one of the most dearest person to him. Even thought they wouldn't be exactly the same as before, but Albedo made sure that they at least will pretend to be so.
-Oh, dear Y/N... There's no need in such manners. We will work together, after all.
So many years passed since Albedo could talk with them... Albedo knew them since almost everytime, because they were a friend of Alice and his creator. Albedo remembered how they were looking after Klee with Albedo, how they both did experiments, how they hanged out together... So much memories and so many emotions... How unfortunate that one day they were put into an almost endless dream... How they almost left Albedo, Klee and others... But now they're fine and awake! Albedo was in need to modify them a little, but it is nothing compared to an endless dream! Now, they can paint, do experiments, watch after Klee and do other things again... They just can't experience feelings at all, it was the price to be "awake" again. After all, everything comes with a price.
-Hmm, if you say so...Then what is your first request, Albedo Kreideprinz?
-Let's go and paint something.
Albedo said with a soft smile while standing up from his chair and walking towards the materials they will need. Y/N followed him quietly, without making so much noise. Albedo already had so many things to do together,but he needed to organize himself and do them slowly, since Y/N's body was still a little "asleep". Oh, he was so exited for the future he will have with Y/N...
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So, this is it :'D It's not so big, since I'm not used to write something really big, but yeah. I hope y'all like it and English isn't my first language, so sorry if this was bad write. See y'all and comment what you think about this! 💮❤
Tag: @sleepy-waffle
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tomatoscribbles · 11 months
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more artfight!
dell @HornestsNest, sly @enjoliquej, timeus @dreagonarts, celene @luniceity
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luminestars · 2 years
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𝐀𝐥𝐛𝐞𝐝𝐨 - 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 ✦
"𝑴𝒂𝒚𝒃𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒗𝒊𝒆𝒘, 𝒊 𝒔𝒂𝒘 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆. 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝐬 𝒅𝒊𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒗𝒊𝒆𝒘𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔."
albedo x reader (slight kaeya x reader)
not requested ~
genre - angst with little comfort
warnings: heartbreak, self doubt (?)
scenario: you fell for him hard, but he fell for his assistant harder.
(words that have ' ' are the song lyrics!)
Song: Heather - Conan Gray
genshin masterlist.
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Flashback...
'I still remember...third of December...'
It was a cold and breezy night in Dragonspine, the snowflakes falling from the sky, and the moonlight glimmering and glowing the area.
You were freezing, your hands were shivering while writing notes and your handwriting started looking sloppy. Just then, you felt someone drop something on your shoulders, causing you to jump slightly, before realizing it was Albedo's lab coat.
'Me in your sweater...'
"Won't you get cold?" You asked, pulling the coat closer to your figure so you can warm up. Albedo shakes his head, "I'm used to the cold, do not worry. Also, you look mesmerizing in my coat." He say as he walks away.
'You said it looked better on me than it did you'
You smiled and thanked him as you felt heat rising up to your cheeks Your heart was beating fast as you turned away, feeling flustered from this action-- which, helped warm you up.
'Only if you knew, how much I liked you.'
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Present time...
You and Albedo walked around the streets in Mondstadt, lanterns and decorations hung up all around. You saw something that caught your eye and tugged on Albedo's hand.
"Hey, Albedo look! It's a crystalfl-"
You turn to look at Albedo, seeing him staring at some green haired person, to which you see was Sucrose. She was walking passed the both of you and going to Timeus and started talking to him.
'But I watched your eyes as she walks by...'
Albedo stared at the girl, admiring and looking at her up and down, you noticed his cheeks getting slightly red. You bit your lip, feeling your heart sting a little bit.
"Quite a sight for sore eyes." He mutters as you try and hold back your tears. He's always been observant of his surroundings, so it was natural for him to look at her. But, why did it hurt?
"Brighter than the blue sky," You try and stiffle a laugh. "She seems to have gotten you mesmerized, sir."
'While I die...'
"Mr. Albedo!" You snap out of your thoughts when you heard someone shout out his name. You saw Sucrose waving at him as he walked towards her, leaving you behind to stare at the scene. 
You felt tears piling in your eyes and you quickly walked away before someone could see you, hiding behind a building.
'Why would you ever kiss me...'
tears started to trickle down your face as you hugged your legs, burying your face into your knees. You could never compete with her. Was she better than you? Maybe, maybe she is. Maybe she is better than you.
'I'm not even half as pretty...'
She's just an assistant, right? But aren't you one too? So, why is she getting different treatment? He has never acted that way around you, he was just being polite to you, wasn't he?
He only needed you to help him with his experiments seeing the knowledge you know, but why did you fall for him? You were an assistant, nothing more. But maybe she was something more to him.
Your eyes were red from crying as you peaked your head out to see him wrapping his coat around her, which he also did with you.
'You gave her your sweater, it's just polyester.'
You couldn't take it, it hurt you. It hurt seeing that he obviously liked someone, that someone else being her.
But Sucrose has no fault in this, you can't blame her for making you feel this way. You were certain some people could hear you crying by now, but you didn't care.
"Y/N?" You hear a familiar voice as you looked up.
Kaeya...
You sniffled, rubbing your eyes as you panic and try to come up with an explanation. He kneeled down to you and gave you a hug, rubbing circles on your back. you couldn't take it anymore and let it all out, explaining to him everything as he stayed quiet and listened while giving you pats on the back.
"But he likes her better..." You muttered out,
"I wish I were her..."
'I wish I were heather'
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A/N: Hope you liked this haha! I'm not very good with writing angst stories yet I promise I'll improve
Goodbye stars, until the next one!
-lumine
Originally posted on my wattpad :)
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Vamos parar pra pensar sobre desespero... Jesus e o cego Bartimeu Então chegaram a Jericó. Quando Jesus e seus discípulos, juntamente com uma grande multidão, estavam saindo da cidade, o filho de Timeu, Bartimeu, que era cego, estava sentado à beira do caminho pedindo esmolas. Quando ouviu que era Jesus de Nazaré, começou a gritar: “Jesus, Filho de Davi, tem misericórdia de mim!” Muitos o repreendiam para que ficasse quieto, mas ele gritava ainda mais: “Filho de Davi, tem misericórdia de mim!” Jesus parou e disse: “Chamem-no”. E chamaram o cego: “Ânimo! Levante-se! Ele o está chamando”. Lançando sua capa para o lado, de um salto pôs-se em pé e dirigiu-se a Jesus. “O que você quer que eu faça?”, perguntou-lhe Jesus. O cego respondeu: “Mestre, eu quero ver!” “Vá”, disse Jesus, “a sua fé o curou”. Imediatamente ele recuperou a visão e seguiu Jesus pelo caminho.  Marcos 10:46-52 Estejamos atentos à insubornável persistência do cego Bartimeu. Nada nem ninguém pôde deter o seu clamor naquele dia, sua exigência era ser levado até Jesus. Ele estava determinado a dialogar com a única pessoa que poderia escutá-lo. Na mente de Bartimeu não havia somente um desejo vago, geral, nebuloso e sentimental de ver a Jesus. Era uma vontade desesperada. Era e é esse desespero incomovível o que pode conseguir que certas coisas aconteçam. Se fala muito sobre persistir em oração, mas poucos de nós conseguimos ser constantes no dia a dia. A verdade é que o exemplo do cego Bartimeu nos faz refletir sobre um Cristo que vai de encontro com as nossas necessidades, que ouve as nossas súplicas, principalmente em momentos de dor, em que tudo o que pode sair da nossa garganta é um grito ou um clamor desesperado.
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fantimati · 4 months
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Timeus would use Linux
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nugsanart09-works · 1 year
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speedrunning my teapot
okay so as my roster's nova, they know damn well on how i go from "gone for literal years" to "bulldozing through every quest available within a day" — the latter being specifically when i spedrun through the liyue quest (that i've been neglecting for years now whoops) for the taste testing teapot event. yep, i have shit priorities and it shows lmao
little note that i believe the aurora bot allows the sunshines what the nova's current status is at the bare minimum unless asked for further information
if your system aurora is a menace, it would report what your current motivation is if its nova don't talk while playing — for extra ammo, it might even go full throttle by telling the sunshines even the most minute detail it can tell them i.e. if you're too busy staring at zhongli's ass and the like
moving on, so after twelve (12) hours of grinding i finally have my teapot at trust rank 4 and im just gonna bullet point it with a bit of chatbox-esque dialogue thingie:
everyone in my main party (lumine, barbara, xiangling and shinobu) are main victims of the entire ride. the secondary team – dubbed as stamina squad – suffered the second half of the day the moment i got the teapot (razor, rosaria, amber and jean)
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first half: the archon quest
AURORA [bot]: 【 NOVA [insert username] IS DISTRACTED. PAIMON AND TRAVELER, PLEASE STANDBY AND PAY ATTENTION. 】 Team: *groan* Paimon: not again!
i will admit it now: i was not paying attention the whole time
except for the perfume part. i was relentlessly choosing the fruitiest options possible and having paimon (and likely the other party members) suffer my bs
timeus you lucky bastard– (if you played the recent windblume event then you know why i'm cursing this man rn)
xiangling be going "really? right in front of my stove/dad" the entire time i was with ying'er lol
sorry gurl but ying'er's everything is too hilarious to pass up
TARTAGLIA: nothing personal~ Shinobu, having just released her skill: wait, FUCK—! 【 SHINOBU (LV.20) HAS BEEN SLAIN 】 Shinobu, in the chat: every. damned. TIME. Lisa and Yanfei: *comforting her because they've been through the same thing*
shinobu dies a fuckton and @yeelimso had once stated that the resident inazuman def would not like me for the bs i put her through
take note that she's stuck at the level 20 the entire time that i've been using her
yeah she def hates me lol
no boss battle ends without shinobu at least dying once
barbara desperately keeping the team alive while she herself is on life support
the team suffering my shit coordination with my keys (setting off their bursts at wrong time or the wrong person gets their burst activated) as i lowkey panic whenever i see the ballista's hp going lower than 20%
barely got through that boss battle ngl
fucking fatui
still felt bad for childe tho but eh stinky red poo poo man + such is politics lol rip bozo
《— •▪︎{★}▪︎• —》
interlude: getting the teapot
aka round two of my team suffering my gay ass feat. yanfei
yanfei is so good in this quest like man her big brain holy shit 😳
sunshine yanfei dying inside as her nova gay panics over her earthshine self
there are literally three moods in this quest: (1) yanfei admiration, (2) head empty hours with paimon, and (3) appreciating madame ping's eyebags for some reason
god, im so sorry yanfei 🙇💦
《— •▪︎{★}▪︎• —》
second half: speedrunning the teapot
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if you've seen some of my genshin reblogs the past few days then you know that this was a long time coming
deadass prioritized aloy > everybody else
which def would've made her uncomfy if she is self-aware whoops
oh well, at least she has her little outdoor retreat all the way over the corner of my teapot
left my mansion empty until trust rank 2, which caused me to go on a shopping spree
i felt bad when kaeya's lines hit me with "well decorated" and "homey" but there's only a dining set there
now my lobby is filled with bookshelves for days
along with other knicknacks
meanwhile... razor and jean: *material collecting noises in the distance intensifies*
noelle and rosaria are now with him too! because if i do get isekai'd in the "sagau" these people are my to-go to and i need their friendship rank high stat
i fed them so much food you have no idea—
paimon has a room of her own and that is the only other room that is furnished (for now)
she deserves that much after all the bullying i inflicted on her lmao
hmmm... seeing that i never use my sticky honey roast batches so i might as well feed paimon those later
the event is going to end soon so yee imma try to wrap this up to further speedrun
that's it for now. i haven't slept since yesterday and it's, haha, past noon here... yeah, imma continue the gaming later...
i hope you enjoyed!
again, if you want to use my version of sagau, please tag me. other than that, feel free to use it as your base!
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