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mokislover · 1 year
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sagau (imposter au)
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" Guards! Take them to the to the basement, Id like to have a talk with her before everyone to witnesses the death of an imposter." Their fake tone rings through your ears as you faint
your tied up bruised, starved and tired. But you aren't weak, you aren't scared of the possible death that is coming to knock on your door
" Hah! It seems you have awoken." You grit your teeth, seeing the "creator" walk into the room
" did you have a good rest, pet? Or were you busy of dreaming the endless possibilities of your death?" holding your chin up as they mocks you with a sinister smile
" I'm not scared. " you whisper right to their ear as a malicious smile adorned your lips
" one prick on my finger and you'd be dead. " petting their hair softly, seeing their shocked realization
" Oh! Maybe that's why you baby proofed the whole castle. So you wouldn't get hurt right? So that no one would see the red or how should I put it? Normal blood coming out of your precious stolen skin?" You've hit them, their scared. Tears might as well come out
" I-.."
" What? I might die infront of everyone. But I'll rest well knowing i will drag you with my downfall."
" Have I got you wrapped around my finger? Poor you, pet. "
They're scared. THEY know teyvat is fond of you, and might actually just save your death.
But not them.
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herwritingartcowboy · 2 years
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HomeWrecker
Fandom: Genshin Impacts
A/n: Did this all on my phone
Character(s): Albedo,
Warning(s): Smut, Cheating,
Readers Gender: Gn
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What the fuck you were doing. Kaeya was such a nice guy he was a sweetheart but you doing this is a sin but hell it felt good. You really tried to not get tempted by albedo charm but the way he would wrap his arms around you and look up at you with such playful eyes you couldn't hold back.
"Y-y/n!~", Albedo moaned as you thrust deep into his ass as you pulled him back by his hair. "You like this huh Slut!", Albedo looked up to the mirror infront of him as he tighten around you. "Y-you like this huh, tell me how much you like this" "Oh~ I love this, love the way you f-fuck me".
"Gonna c-cum" "Than cum", Albedo cummed the first time that night as you turned him around facing you. With that he kissed you with such love and passion you can feel his love there. "Wanna cum together this time" "Albedo smiled as you thrusted back into him. He moaned out your name as he pulled you down for another kiss as you thrust became faster and sloppier. "Fuckfuckfuckfuck", you screamed as Albedo clawed at your back as you both reached your climaxes.
You and Albedo cleaned up your sheets making it look untouched. "So is keaya busy tonight" "Kaeya...yeah... he is". Albedo watched you look down, he knew you and Kaeya were together but he needed you he loves you way more than Kaeya can ever love you. He just has to prove it to you.
That's why he sleeps on Kaeyas spot in the bed, he drinks out of his Kaeyas coffee cup in the moring only to greet him the next day like he didn't let Kaeyas partner fuck him stupid. But in the end.
All he wants is to be yours.
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a-sad-machine · 2 years
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so we’ve all seen a lot of creator!reader being hunted down in the Impostor!SAGAU, but what if they instead befriended the Impostor? For this to work, the Impostor has to actually not hate the Creator and reader doesnt want to be locked up in a glorified golden cage for eternity, because they’d rather explore this cool fantasy world So like, they’d basically wake up in Teyvat, only to be found by *insert favourite character* and then they are immedeately dragged to the mposter ruler for commiting the crime of having ‘their’ face and name. Of course, to prevent that the actual creator won’t be recklessly harmed, the Impostor made a rule that anyone who commits that specific crime has to be brought to them, because only they can give out the right judgement (so they can make sure reader isn’t accidentally harmed or killed). Once reader is brought to them and they are alone in the throne room, they talk and the Impostor tells reader that they know that they should give up their position to them, but do not want to do so because of all the friends they’ve made. They expect the reader to fight for the right of being the divine ruler, and fear what they might have to do to reader to get them to comply, or what might be done to themself if anyone finds out, which is when reader tells them that they actually don’t want to be Teyvats god. After more talking, the reader and the Impostor make up a cover story: reader’s parents had received a divine blessing that their child would look like the creator, for all their hardship and devotion in the past. Coincidentally, they also named their child after their god as another show of devotion. Impostor announces that to the acolytes, and reader is free to go all around Teyvat to live out their adventurous whims! (like trying all three kinds of star shroom. I really wanna eat the electro ones, they’d probably feel all tingly :D) (Of course, at some point the more observant people realise that there’s more to reader than meets the eye. Like Tighnari witnessing reader ride around on the Jadeplume Terrorshroom, or Albedo seeing them sitting with Hilichurls around a bonfore without being attacked.)
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Imperfections
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aka Luci is a Rubedo enthusiast and is making it your problem. You’re welcome. :)
Mistake. Failure. Accident.
He knew these words well. They had come to define him in her eyes. Her eyes that watched intently as he followed instruction, catching every slip up, every misstep. He longed for her eyes to look at him with anything, anything, other than dissatisfaction, but no matter how hard he strove, they never did.
Discardable. Replaceable. Disposable.
Three words that she had thought of him. He was not valuable to her, he was merely a project. One which she began to see less and less reason to keep around. A project that she grew closer and closer to casting aside with every mistake he made.
Abandoned. Forsaken. Alone.
Her betrayal had branded the words upon his nonexistent heart like a hot iron. What did he do to be deserted like this? He tried his best, he gave his all in everything she had him do. So why did she leave him by himself in this dark place? It wasn’t fair, he didn’t want to be alone!
Dark. Cold. Isolated.
He hadn’t noticed in the beginning. He wasn’t aware of the corrosive energies that surrounded him, that ate away at his defenses. He paid no mind when the darkness that surrounded him sunk its teeth into him. He took no notice of how the corrupting fangs tainting his essence, causing the same darkness that surrounded him to grow and fester within him. It didn’t occur to him that his own mind had been stained black with hatred and resentment, nor that his very thoughts had shifted from despairing to spiteful.
Ice. Fury. Jealousy.
No words could properly convey his disbelief when he learned the truth. His face, his voice, his eyes, but not him. Not him. Why did this replacement receive such blessings? Was he not the first?! Even if she did not favor him, he was the first: he was the original! It should be him! He should be the one standing there! Not some copy!
Albedo.
Albedo.
Albedo.
His name. That was his name. How dare this substitute use his name! How dare this replacement use his name, his face, his identity as though it was theirs!
Observing. Learning. Plotting.
He won’t stand for this. He won’t stand and watch this copy have what should be his. He will not be forgotten. He was the first! He was the original! He won’t let himself be replaced!
Discovery. Battle. Defeat.
The fellflower failed him. His plans to take back his name had failed. He had failed. But he refused to give up. The darkness that dwelt in him blossomed further as it greedily prospered off of his rage. The name that was stolen from him only served to fuel his unquenchable thirst for vengeance. He was not Albedo; no that name had been stolen from him. He will reclaim it. But who is he now? Who is he now while he bides his time?
Wandering. Running. Encounter.
He had spent several months on the ever-frozen mountain, observing his counterpart, learning for his next scheme. But then he’d found you. You had been collapsed under the canopy of trees, unable to go on. If you had been awake, he wouldn’t have approached you, he couldn’t risk it, but seeing that you were unconscious he neared your fallen form. It didn’t take him but a second to take in your condition. Frail and bruised, you were visibly malnourished, not to mention the air of exhaustion that surrounded you like a fog. It surprised him when the sight caused a faint ache in his chest. He’d never experienced that before, and he was intrigued to say the least. He’d carefully picked your collapsed body, shedding his coat and wrapping it around you instead. The shivering of your form as he had carried you back to his hidden away camp had sparked something inside of him. If he recalled correctly, she had described a feeling similar to this one, calling it ‘concern’.
Awake. Warmth. Recover.
He’d been confused when the first thing you did upon waking and seeing him was start to tremble in fear with a panicked expression. But why? You had never seen him before, so were you afraid of his replacement? Did you know that he wasn’t the same person? His internal question was answered when your eyes focused on his neck. Your eyes expression relaxes, much to his confusion. “Y-You’re not him… Are you going to kill me..?” The words you spoke left him even more puzzled. “Kill you? Why would I kill you? If I wanted you dead I would have simply left you where I found you to freeze.” Had it been under normal circumstances, his lack of emotion while discussing your demise would have left you shaken, but these were far from normal circumstances.
You were exhausted, physically, mentally, and emotionally. The novelty of Teyvat had quickly waned when the characters you thought you knew so well called you an ‘imposter of the divine creator’. You had tried using your knowledge of them and their world to prove that you really weren’t from Teyvat, but they’d called it some sort of arcane spell and that you were merely a fake that was bluffing about the origin of the information you knew. That logic was absurd, and even a few of the characters themselves silently agreed that the argument made little sense. It had been those characters that had been the only way you escaped Mondstandt with your life. You’d briefly considered running to Liyue, but that would be a death sentence considering that the adepti would be after you. So you had fled to Dragonspine. At least if you perish, it will have been on your own terms, you’d thought. When you had collapsed, you were certain that it was the end for you, and that you’d never wake up from the unconscious realm. Yet you’d awoken, not only warm, but with your more severe injuries treated. And then you’d seen Albedo and your blood ran cold. You vividly remember the uncanny sight of anger on the composed researchers face as you’d seen him in Monstandt. You were sure he’d treated you just to ensure that your death could be dragged out. That is, until you noticed something on his neck. Or rather, the lack of something on his neck. This was not Albedo, you’d realized.
Confusion. Companion. Identity.
You told him of your experience so far, uncaring that you were confiding in a stranger. After you finally finish your story, he looks to you with what you could almost swear was amusement. “So then, you are also branded an imposter, no? Well then, I propose we work together. Seeing as how you have my replacement,” you note how he spits the word out with venom in his voice, “-rather perturbed is quite enjoyable.” You looked to him in surprise before nodding a small bit. A chance at survival is a chance, even if it did come from one of the ‘antagonists’. Though you already know the answer to the question, you ask it regardless. “Um, what is your name?” A bitter chuckle comes from him as he stares at the fire. “…I do not have one. Not at the moment. But I will take back my name.” Taking a deep breath, you steeled yourself for your next words. “So then can I call you Rubedo?” His eyes immediately snapped over to you, a mix or surprise and oddly enough, happiness, flashing through his real optics. “Rubedo..? Hm… Well, you have to call me something I suppose. That said,” you were certain this time that you saw the happiness in his face, “-I quite like it.”
Rubedo.
Rubedo.
Rubedo.
His new name.
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(Also tagging my fellow Rubedo simp @rea-can-yeet)
I many consider making a follow up to this if enough people are interested. Or if I go full Rubedo simp mode again, which, given, is a valid possibility
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hydrasra · 1 year
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Safe for now
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SYNOPSIS: finally in mondstadt! freedom! ....or not.
DISCLAIMER: NOT FROM THIS WORLD's part 5 I think? idk, I forgot. ooc moments. swearing maybe, forgot. not beta nor proofread. last part for now, going to wait to play fontaine before I continue onwards with the story! gold blood au, possibly cultish behaviour. oh and those in bold below could not be tagged. that or Tumblr isn't letting me tag you, sorry guys 🥹 possibly a long chapter.
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SIDE STORY: STRANGE ENCOUNTER
SHENANIGANS
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"it's okay now, [name]," lumine said, putting both of her hands on your shoulders.
hesitantly, you opened your eyes and realised you were no longer in liyue but somewhere else.
somewhere familiar as the sun was setting.
when you looked at lumine, she grinned at you and paimon reappeared out of nowhere then she floated towards you, then hugged your arm but quickly let go when you hissed.
"oh, sorry!" she exclaimed as lumine and her looked at your arm then both realised that you got hurt in the process of escaping the millelith, "how did this happen?" both exclaimed at the same time and lumine quickly went to rummage through her inventory to see if she got bandages.
"it's just a graze," you laughed nervously, it'll heal eventually," and you weren't lying, despite it being hours, well, weeks now in the game's day and night mechanics, the wound on your leg from the first hunt your life was at stake on.
and sure enough, the cut was slowly, but surely, healing in front of everyone's eyes and, seeing how slow it was healing up by itself, you assumed that it would take a day, well night, in this world for it to be fully healed.
lumine stopped rummaging through her bag, that appeared out of nowhere mind you, when paimon, who had her attention on your wound, exclaimed that it was healing, as you predicted.
lumine let out a relieved sigh, "sometimes, I forget you're this world's creator," and she let out a chuckle, her worry vanishing.
you only smiled at her, sure, you would have corrected her, but there has been way too many coincidences for you to simply being a mere human in teyvat now.
you looked around and noticed, you were under the shade of the symbol of mondstadt's hero, or the venessa tree as many called it, in front of the statue of the seven.
and behind of the statue was a bard, staring at you in disbelief.
well, more at your healing wound and the contrast your golden blood made on your dark clothes.
it caught the person's attention even more as the sun seemed to directly shine upon it.
"... traveler? paimon?"
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pacing back and forth, nahida finally stopped once she heard the doors of the house of surasthana open. she looked towards the entrance and there stood wanderer who walked towards her, frowning.
"greater lord, I come bearing news."
"have the eremites calm down?"
wanderer gave a singular nod, "they have but wish to speak to the divine creator."
nahida sighed and sat down on the ground, "they left with the traveler, as you know, to visit mondstadt."
wanderer nodded once more, "that is why I told them to give them two months at the very least."
buer smiled, letting out a small, relieved sigh, "smart thinking."
a ghost of a smile appeared on the wanderer's face but as soon as it appeared, it was gone.
"any news of the creator?"
the archon of wisdom shook her head, "nothing so far, and I'll admit," she paused, fiddling with her hands, "I'm starting to worry.."
wanderer observed the lesser lord kusanali, carefully thinking of what to say, then, "the traveler promised to use the waypoints to get here as fast as possible if in danger," he took a step towards nahida, "let us simply trust the traveler and paimon."
nahida looked at him, smiling, "so, you trust the traveler?"
wanderer looked at the archon in front of him, expression blank on his face before he looked away while clearing his throat, "since you do, why should I not?"
the little archon giggled.
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you honestly have no idea how things worked out the way they did.
you also did not expect anyone to believe you nor lumine and her companion.
however, here you stood, in front of a crowd, in the middle of mondstadt... with their undercover archon besides you, grinning and talking his hearts out about something. what is it? you have no clue as you seemed to have zoned out.
seeing your quiet self, lumine gently took your hand in hers in hopes of snapping you out of your thoughts. she held her breath as you turned to look at her, blinking then smiled at her, eyes tearing up.
yet you did not shed a tear.
venti, seeing as your attention was elsewhere, was about to pout but seeing how close you seemed to lumine, he couldn't help but smile instead.
the acting grand master ran towards the crowd, eyes wide as she saw you and felt a tug in at her heart, followed by the cavalry captain, the dawn winery's owner and the chief alchemist.
the crowd in front of you stared at you and your friends, paimon and the traveler, in awe. hushed and excited whispers could be heard.
you bit your lower lip in worry, "what are they saying about me.." you muttered to yourself, feeling uncomfortable with all the attention on you.
lumine and paimon, having heard your question, shared a fond look as lumine hugged your arm and paimon grabbed your free hand.
venti took it as a clue to speak up, "good evening, people of mondstadt!" he grinned, hands on his hips, "as you can see," he took a step forward, making sure that all the attention was on him instead of your being, "the divine creator has decided to bless us tonight."
watching from the side, jean
more hushed whispers could be heard, the archon of freedom hummed as the wind gently blew, "let us rej-"
"who says that they aren't an impostor?" donna spoke as she pushed her way forward. and once in front, she crossed her arms with a frown on her face.
marjorie walked next to donna and looked at you, frowning as well, "I agree with donna here," the owner of the souvenir shop of mondstadt said, "I have no reason to believe the words of a bard."
jean frowned.
oh how she wished she could tell them that this was the archon they all worshipped but she should not, she reasoned with herself.
venti giggled while shaking his head, "well, I have seen for myself whether they are the true creator or not and it's up to you to believe my words. besides," he took out his harp, "you're your own person who will come to either regret or rejoice in the consequences of your decision and words," he said, playing a small tune on his instrument.
donna huffed before walking away, "fine! I will not follow that impostor."
the acting grand master quickly walked in front of donna, arms crossed in front of her chest and blocking the other's path, "I am saying this right here and right now," she sent a glare at donna and marjorie, "if any harm is to come to the traveler, paimon and the creator simply because you think they are fake," arms now uncrossed, she materialised her sword, " it will be a direct offence to the knights of favonius."
jean's words gave you some sort of courage to speak up as you gently detangled yourself from your friends, "if you see me as a fake, that is your own problem," you stood in front of them, face void of any emotions, making a few shake in fear, "I'm in no obligations to prove myself to you."
the glare you sent towards marjorie and donna was enough to make the others understand that, you do not depend on them to live.
those who believed in the fact that you were the creator and those who knew you were could only watch in admiration.
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the first to approach your small group was a nervously fidgeting deaconess.
the only thing you could do to calm her nerves was smile warmly at her.
and it seemed to have worked as she took a more confident step towards you and greeted your small group.
you invited her to join you on your walk but she quickly refused, shaking her head and saying that she still had things to do at the cathedral and only wanted to say hello.
the second person, or group, to approach you was the acting grand master and the men that had accompanied her when venti let the whole of mondstadt know of your arrival.
she bowed and would have been followed by those same men once more but you quickly told them not to as it made you uncomfortable.
it took them a good hour, in game that is, for them to warm up to you and ask you questions, to which you happily replied to as your companions watched, a smug look on both her face and paimon's.
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"what?!" the one on the throne yelled once they got the news from the millelith.
the poor soldiers gulped in fear as their leader spoke.
"t-they teleport away," the leader took a deep breath, "a-and we don't k-know where to..."
consumed by rage, the 'creator' on the throne grabbed the closest thing to them, which was a vase, stood up and threw it at the leader's feet, startling them, "leave," they ordered, breathing harshly and leaving no room for any arguments.
the soldiers all bowed and quickly scattered out of the palace.
"your grace," ningguang carefully spoke in a gentle manner, taking a cautionary step forward, "there is no need for you to worry," she paused once she was in front of the fake, "you said it yourself that you made a contract with someone capable to protect you, did you not?"
the 'creator's visibly calmed down, a smile forming in their face, "ah, yes," they giggled, "I may have forgotten about that part."
they hugged a now stiff ningguang, sighing happily, "thank you for reminding me~" they soon let go once ningguang hugged them back and said something about needing some alone time.
once everyone was out of the room, they made their way to their bedroom.
"celestia, I promised to get rid of the creator for you," the fake whispered out into the empty bedroom, "you better make me the new creator in return, as promised."
unknown to them, a certain 'staff' of the ministry of civil affairs, who was ordered to keep an eye out for the 'creator', heard their words, making her raise an eyebrow and a smirk to appear on her lips, "oh?"
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jumping from the crux into a way smaller boat, beidou looked up at her crew, gave them a firm nod as kazuha soon joined her on the boat.
"we'll be back once we find the traveler," she said, "in the meantime, look after our home."
the way she spoke was out of character but the crew knew that this was a matter of high importance to beidou, so they only nodded, bud her and kazuha a safe trip and went to tend to the crux.
beidou took the oars and rowed, in silence, the small distance towards the land of falcon coast.
"you're awfully quiet, beidou."
that snapped her out of her thoughts, "huh?"
kazuha offered her a small smile, "you've been quiet ever since our meeting with the fake."
beidou clicked her tongue, remembering her encounter with the one with your face, "they got some guts, I tell you."
kazuha nodded, "agreed."
and soon enough, they hopped off the boat and we're on land, "askin' us to make a contract with 'em to lend my crew – our family – in battle if there's ever a war," she grumbled as she followed kazuha who was, in turn, following the directions the wind gave him.
"still," he said as he made his way through windrise with his captain following, "I admire how you told them that you do not make a contract that will clearly harm your people."
beidou crossed her arms as she picked up her pace, face reddening, as well as the tips of her ears, "shush, walk faster."
he did, while chuckling however.
and soon, as midnight was nearing, the bridge to mondstadt came to view for the duo.
the moon seemed to shine brighter to lead them to whom they were seeking for.
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watching the puppet that her friend made, yae couldn't help but be skeptical, "are you sure you want to personally go there yourself?"
ei, now in the body of the raiden shogun, nodded, "yes, I do not want to send anyone else in my stead."
the kitsune rolled her eyes before crossing her arms over her chest, "at least bring someone with you, dummy."
the archon of eternity glared at her friend but nodded, "very well," her glare was quickly replaced with a bored look on the puppet's face, "who do you suggest I bring?"
miko grinned, "the shirasagi himegimi."
the archon raised a brow, "why her?"
the guuji twirled a strand of her hair, "well," she paused, "after the news of the 'creator' being in liyue and the fake running around freely," miko stopped and looked at her master, "kamisato ayaka's a close friend of the traveler, and I suspect the traveler of knowing who's a fake and who's not."
the puppet stood still as ei contemplated guuji yae's words.
after a few seconds of silence, she looked up, "very well."
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"have you sent the letter?"
"yes, foçalors."
the archon of justice nodded, standing up from her desk and walking towards the window, "good. you're dismissed."
foçalors could only wait for everything to unfold.
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officially on hiatus until fontaine is out and I've experienced the region
stay tuned 🫶🏽
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When They Play 'That' Song In Bed
‘When They Play ‘That' Song In Bed ' (Rubedo/Scaramouche/Xiao x afab!Reader NSFW)
A/N- I’m sure that at this point everyone knows what I’m talking about. But just in case you don’t, I suggest watching this video:
Word count- 1766
Warnings- afab!reader, NSFW, mentions of Kaebedo
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✨️Rubedo
 If he wasn't already hyperfixated on your hands making their way under his shirt, Rubedo would have had to commend your ability to make him lose his composure, ever so diligent in your goal to reduce the poor blond to a stuttering mess. And aside from teasing him almost to the point of tears, it seemed that today you were intent on showing Rubedo other ways your mouth could make him shiver.
All of this was new for him. After months of dating, it was only natural to take your relationship further, and he was all for it. The only problem? Rubedo was completely and utterly inexperienced.
His mind was clouded by lust, but also by worry. Would you be disappointed? Did he even know how to make you feel good? What if this all went wrong and you would end up leaving him for someone who actually knows what they're supposed to do?
His worry was quickly silenced with a kiss. You were here. And you were doing this with him. He had to pull himself together and make your first time together memorable. 
He broke the kiss, his cheeks painted a beautiful shade of red as he moved away to pick something up from the nightstand near his bed.
"I… uh… I heard that music helps with making things less awkward." He hurriedly flipped through his phone before pressing Play. 
You gave him an encouraging smile. The song was not anything special, but if it helped your nervous lover to relax, you were more than happy to indulge him. 
A couple minutes later, you were on top of him, straddling the blond while your mouth was busy leaving faint marks across his neck and collarbone. His usually-neat shirt was almost completely unbuttoned, exposing milky-white skin that you were eager to explore, relishing in the little moans he let out in between kisses. 
Your passionate endeavors were quickly brought to an abrupt stop by the unholy sound blaring from Rubedo's phone. It seemed that the previous song had come to an end and a new one started playing. Only that the new one was probably the most unattractive sound that you had ever heard. Almost as disagreeable as the not-so-subtle sound of laughter coming from outside of the door to Rubedo's room. 
"Ruby, did Kaeya make the playlist for you?" you asked, already guessing his answer by the look of sudden realization on his face.
The blond looked like he wanted to evaporate, a thousand thoughts running through his mind, the clearest of them being that he ruined everything. 
"Y-yes, he said it helps with the mood." Rubedo's voice was barely audible over the volume of the music and the sound of Kaeya dying of laughter outside the door. Why did he even go to his brother's boyfriend for advice in the first place? 
Rubedo was acutely aware that he should probably get up to put an end to that horrid noise, admit that the mood was absolutely dead and buried and apologize to you, then die of embarrassment after you go home. He was taken aback to see that determined glint in your eyes and feel your fingers slowly caressing his cheek.
"Then we shouldn't give him the satisfaction, should we?" Rubedo swallowed hard before he gave a shy nod in return.
That was how your first time together went. You made sure the both of you were having a great time and soon your lover's moans were the only sound you could pay attention to. Sure enough, the laughter outside the door died down soon and for a week afterward, a certain blue-haired individual could not look either of you in the eye.
🌌Scaramouche 
 Scaramouche relished in the sweet sounds coming from your mouth, his cock grazing each spot that he knew would drive you crazy. For all his rude and domineering attitude, he was an undeniably gentle lover. 
His lips crashed down on yours as he thrust in time with the rhythm of whatever song he was playing. You melted into the kiss, running your fingers through his indigo hair and pulling him closer. It was sloppy, how his tongue explored your mouth, yet if the way your walls clenched around him was any indication, Scaramouche would say you were enjoying yourself. A particularly harsh bite of your lower lip elicited a cry of his name. And at that moment he decided that perhaps he didn't hate his name as much when you made it sound so sweet- like melted sugar, threatening to burn through the ice encasing his heart. 
"Kuni, fuck! I-"
Your words were silenced by another press of his lips as he maintained a steady pace. For the world he was still Scaramouche, the ice-cold jerk everyone thought him to be. Only for you was he Kunikuzushi, ever so careful to keep his usual temper in check.
"You're doing so good," he whispered in your ear, dark-purple strands tickling your cheeks.
At this point you were a mess under him, beads of sweat rolling down your forehead, awaiting the sweet release that your teasing lover was not always so eager to provide without first making you beg for it. He picked up his pace, dragging his length across your walls, making sure to hit that exact spot that made your mind go blank. If he kept this up, you'd soon fall apart under his ministrations and Scaramouche knew. 
You felt yourself getting closer and closer, nails digging into his back enough to leave red crescent marks on his porcelain-white skin. 
That was until your attention was stolen away by the song playing in the background. Scaramouche often liked to play music when the two of you were at it. He said it helped with setting the mood. But as the beat of the song dropped, so did your trust in your lover's music preferences. 
Chasing your release became the least of your concerns. Your top priority now was containing your laughter, which you failed miserably when you met Scaramouche's focused expression, totally unconcerned with the horrendous noise playing in the room. You couldn't hold it in any longer, exploding into a fit of laughter that startled your boyfriend into losing his rhythm. 
"Why are you laughing?"
"N-nothing!" you forced out between giggles. 
Scaramouche didn't think it was nothing if it made you laugh like that while he was still balls-deep inside you. His raised brow was enough indication. 
"Fine, fine!" You held your hands up, as if surrendering. "It's the song. It's funny." 
He gave you a strange look, as if you were the weird one, as if he couldn't quite make sense of your behavior, which prompted even more laughter on your part.
"What's so funny about it?!" he snapped, pulling out his now-flaccid cock and looking like he might combust any moment now.
"Baby, that's the most unsexy thing I've ever heard!" You were done for. You laughed so much you were practically wheezing right now. 
You watched the embarrassed male flash you one last look of pure loathing before he stomped away, presumably to take a shower and pick up the pieces of his shattered pride. 
This was bound to cost you at least a couple days of getting the cold shoulder and many apologies, but from now on you made a point to never let Scaramouche pick the music again.
🌸Xiao
Xiao was always a mystery. No one could ever tell what he was thinking underneath that cold facade and blank expression. He was not the type of man to easily get riled up, or at least that was how most people saw him. 
What they didn't see, however, was the way his eyes sparked with both love and desire whenever you leaned down to capture his lips in another ravenous kiss. Xiao was a mystery, an unsolvable puzzle to most, but not to you. Never to you. 
The way you bounced up and down on his dick had him seeing stars, while your hands were nimbly pinching and pulling at his nipples. You knew how to get the ever-stoic honor student to melt underneath you without any effort. 
Music was playing from his open computer on the desk, ranging from softer tunes to rock. Xiao's always had a special interest in music of any genre, especially since he was part of an increasingly popular band that recently acquired a new member. You'd have to help him come up with a new name since 4NEMO was not suitable for 5 members. 
That could wait, you told yourself as you watched Xiao's disheveled expression, strands of his hair sticking to his forehead as shallow breaths escaped his kiss-swollen lips. He truly was a sight to behold. It made you want to spoil him, to drink in his moans and have him scream out your name enough to make his voice hoarse the next day during band practice. It wouldn’t hurt for those fans who came to shamelessly ogle him to know it's your name that rolls off his tongue whenever he comes undone, on nights like this one. 
"I know, baby! I'm getting close too." You picked up your pace, his hands on your hips guiding you into a rhythm that he liked and making you arch your back as you rode him. 
It was then that you heard it, loud enough to drown out the wave of pleasure building up inside of you. You blinked in confusion at the atrocious sound, thankful for your boyfriend's hands still moving your hips. Your dearest boyfriend, who was seemingly oblivious to the dreadful sound playing from his computer. What's more, he was actually synchronizing his thrusts with the music! 
You bit the inside of your cheek to prevent you from letting out a giggle. You'd have to talk to Xiao later about his music preferences and what was suitable bedroom music. But for now, you'd be damned if you let this stand between you and enjoying the night. 
So on you went, relentless in your ministrations, pressing ardent kisses to any inch of exposed skin you had access to until all you could hear were the sweet sounds of your lover. 
You kept true to your word. The next day, Xiao was struggling to cover the numerous marks littering his neck, pleased with himself for finding a song you seemed to like so much. 
Perhaps, in your exhaustion, you had forgotten to mention it to Xiao. Well, it seems that for now, your sweet, naive lover took it upon himself to play it on loop next time.
              ╚═══*.·:·.☽✧    ✦    ✧☾.·:·.*═══╝
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karmic-toast · 2 years
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☆The great Albedo Kreideprinz★
Next>> First>>
Warnings: blood, a tiny bit tho
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The crack in the broken down bridge was way bigger than the one in the game. It was probably around 2 meters wide- and a 10 meter fall.
“If Albedo turns on us, no way we can all get out of there.” Lumi mutters, peering down into the cave.
“Plus, out of the three of us here, only Bennett has a wind glider.” you point out.
“I can stay here, but one of you has to go.” Bennett suggests as he takes out his windglider.
The two of you look at each other.
“Rock paper scissors?” Lumi proposed, holding out her hand. “Don’t worry, I suck at it too.” she adds, noticing you hesitate.
The first three rounds were tough, with the both of you holding out ‘rock’ again.
“Heh, I guess great minds think alike.” Lumi says, her shoulders tense.
You yourself was starting to get sweaty.
“I have no idea what you guys are doing but it looks intense.” Bennett observes from the side.
“Rock, paper, scissors, shoot!” You both say finally getting different results.
Lumi had picked scissors, whilst you… paper.
“Seems like there’s someone worse at playing rock paper scissors than me. I don’t know if I should feel relieved or worried.” Lumi chuckles.
You were too busy mentally preparing yourself to hear her.
Bennett helps you put on the glider and gave you the basic instructions, but you were barely listening.
Should you warn Albedo about Rubedo? But that might change his future. You didn’t want to do that.
“If you really need help, just scream ok?” Bennett tells you.
“Alright.” you whisper, your voice refusing to work.
You feel a hand on your shoulder. “Hey, if you really don’t want to go, I can do it.” Lumi offers.
You shake your head, but thank her for her thoughtfulness.
You glide down the bridge, and there was Albedo in all his glory, calmly sketching.
“Albedo Keideprinz. Prince of chalk, and creations.“ You start off, internally cringing at the way you worded it.
He definitely was startled but replied in his emotionless voice, “Who are you?”
“I’m Y/n L/n.” you start off.
“Y/n. You look awfully similar to our creator.” Albedo muses.
“I have been told that many times.” you say, recalling the days before.
“How did you accomplish this feat?” he asks, to which you reply, “I was born this way.”
“How interesting.” Albedo says, sparking hope inside you.
Maybe this would turn out to be a success?
“Well, I shall listen to your story. Then I will decide whether you were worth my time.” he gestures you over to sit in his chair.
You think hard of what to say. You haven’t actually thought of one.
So you opt for the truth.
“6 days ago I woke up in a forrest in Mondstadt. Uhm, I was originally from another world yet somehow I ended up here. I met… a merchant.” you say not wanting to drag Razor into this.
“The merchant brought me to the city, but I was immediately chased out. Then as I was walking, Kaeya found me.” you cringe at your mistake, hoping that Albedo wouldn’t be too mad about what happened to Kaeya. “Then I met another girl who looked exactly like me.” you finish your story.
Albedo’s eyebrows perk up at you mentioning another look-alike.
“A look-alike… did she come here with you?” he asks.
You hesitate. If Albedo did mean any harm you wouldn’t want to risk having her be hunted here as well.
“You.. don’t have to tell me.”
A moment of silence overtook the cave. Then he spoke again. “Although your story is fascinating, it’ll take more to prove that the current creator is a fake.”
Alarm flares through you as he pulls out a dagger which you never knew he had. You open your mouth ready to let out a scream when he said, “I won’t kill you. But I’ll need your blood. Give me your hand.”
Blood? Why would he need your blood? So many questions ran through your head as you tentatively held out your hand.
Then he slices it. You let out a squeak of terror, as you kind of expected your finger to fall off. But the cut was small, and slightly deeper than a paper cut.
He then squeezes your finger. 
A gold colored liquid began to seep out.
Albedo lets out a soft gasp.
His clothes make a soft crumpling sound as he kneels.
“Your grace, it’s really you.”
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I'm planning on making the next chp long!
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throwaway-yandere · 1 year
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𝙼𝙰𝚂𝚃𝙴𝚁𝙻𝙸𝚂𝚃:
"–ℌ𝔢 𝔴𝔥𝔬 𝔣𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱𝔰 𝔱𝔬𝔬 𝔩𝔬𝔫𝔤 𝔞𝔤𝔞𝔦𝔫𝔰𝔱 𝔡𝔯𝔞𝔤𝔬𝔫𝔰 𝔟𝔢𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔢𝔰 𝔞 𝔡𝔯𝔞𝔤𝔬𝔫 𝔥𝔦𝔪𝔰𝔢𝔩𝔣; 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔦𝔣 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔤𝔞𝔷𝔢 𝔱𝔬𝔬 𝔩𝔬𝔫𝔤 𝔦𝔫𝔱𝔬 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔞𝔟𝔶𝔰𝔰, 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔞𝔟𝔶𝔰𝔰 𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔩 𝔤𝔞𝔷𝔢 𝔦𝔫𝔱𝔬 𝔶𝔬𝔲. 𝔅𝔲𝔱 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔨𝔫𝔬𝔴 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔴𝔢𝔩𝔩, 𝔡𝔬𝔫'𝔱 𝔶𝔬𝔲, 𝔪𝔶 𝔟𝔢𝔩𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔡 𝔬𝔲𝔯𝔬𝔟𝔬𝔯𝔬𝔰?"
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GENSHIN IMPACT
MONDSTADT:
Albedo:
"No." (Professor!Albedo/Student!Reader)
Diluc Ragnvindr:
Dinner With Steaks and Flowers
His Closest Childhood Friend (Soldier, Poet, King)
"O Capo! My Capo!" (debut: chapter 2)
Not Through The Grapevine (yandere!idol event)
I Got Reincarnated As A Server NPC In An Otome Game But A Capture Target Won’t Leave Me Alone 
Kaeya Alberich:
ESTHER (yandere!idol event)
Maid!Merman!Kaeya drabble
"Venti":
Hysteric Humanoid (SAGAU)
LIYUE:
"Zhongli":
Waking Up A Lying Dragon (Bakunawa!Reader)
"If the pedestal is beautiful, then the statue must be even more beautiful."
Xiao:
Wound Dressings (yan!idol event)
Yanfei
Quick yan!fei (lol) brainrot
INAZUMA:
Arataki "Numero Uno" Itto:
Hana Yori Dango (non!yandere itto)
Of Dream A-Dreaming (yandere!idol event)
Kaedehara Kazuha
Flawless
Kamisato Ayato:
Blind Obedience (P2: A Myriad of Fallen Leaves)
Careful, He Bites (P2: Hana Yori Dango) 
Ghost in the Kamisato Estate (minific series)
EDMR (yandere!idol event)
ERROR 401: GONE (Faceless!Ayato)
Faceless Ayato thoughts 1,
The Owner Who Broke The Leash (Chainsaw Man au with Ayato as Makima)
Raiden Ei:
Sunshowers
Thoma:
His Adorable Pen Pal (Soldier, Poet, King)
Shikanoin Heizou
Posteriori (yandere!idol event)
SUMERU:
Alhaitham:
Vision Qualifications
Worksheets 
"O Capo! My Capo!" (Mafia au series)
Alhaitham's Type (yandere!idol event)
Alhaitham selling his soul to a devil!reader brainrot
Dendro NA: 101 (Can be read as VQ’s p2)
Flawless
Cyno:
"O Capo! My Capo!" (Mafia au series)
Alone Together (yandere!idol event)
Dottore:
Click & Drag drabble (feat Cyno)
Classical Conditioning
"Aren't You Supposed To Hate Me?" (yandere!idol event)
Tighnari:
Creative Differences (check "#tag: cd - tighnari" for additional headcanons)
"O Capo! My Capo!!" (Mafia au series)
The Boar Prince/ss (non-yandere secret santa event)
Kaveh:
Paint (non!yandere kaveh, just fluff)
Canvas (drabble)
Flawless
His Version of You
Short boyfriend!kaveh drabble on OCMC/Mafia setting
Wanderer:
Apotheosis Upon Your First Feast
Scarborough Fair/Canticle (Prince au)
Flawless
Drabble: Prince Scara x Farmer
FOUNTAINE:
Neuvillette:
Death Has No Dignity
Wriothesley:
And The Sun Is Silent
SNEZHNAYA/FATUI:
Childe/Tartaglia/Ajax:
His Ice Fishing Buddy (Soldier, Poet, King)
Comfort (drabble)
Pantalone:
Apotheosis Upon Your First Feast
OUTLANDERS/KHAENRIAH'NS:
Aether:
Hysteric Humanoid (SAGAU)
Dainsleif, my beloved:
Hysteric Humanoid
Ouroboros, The 8th Capo (OC!MC!)
Estella's Modern!Dain x Reader but I made it yandere lmao (dw it's my irl bestie)
"If You Truly Loved Me, You Should Be Dead" (hitman!dain, my husband.)
Dolce Stil Nuovo
Lumine:
Hysteric Humanoid
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𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒
SOLDIER, POET, KING
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"What if Varka's cousin found 3 different secret admirers?"
"Someone like that getting admirers? As if."
Parts:
His Ice Fishing Buddy, His Adorable Pen Pal, His Closest Childhood Friend
HYSTERIC HUMANOID
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"Even today, don't give up on a human heart; claim it even if it hurts." - ALKALOID
A SAGAU fic where The Creator had turned into an amnesiac who believed they're a mere impostor with a knack for gravity manipulation and not much else. And it appears that both Lumine and Dainsleif would stop at nothing to get you on their side.
Chapters, Side Stories & Their Main Focus Characters:
♦ Prologue: The Longest Devout Believers - Dainsleif, Lumine, Venti, and Kaeya
♦ Chapter 1: 500 Year Long Identity Crisis - Baizhu, Dainsleif, Lumine
♦ Drabble 1: How would they celebrate your birthday/The Creator's anniversary? - Dainsleif, Lumine, Baizhu, Venti, Kaeya, Zhongli, Ayaka
♦ Chapter 2: A Contract Long Overdue (WIP) - Zhongli, Dainsleif, Kaeya
"O CAPO! MY CAPO!"
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Set in visionless 1920s Teyvat, three inconspicuous yet significant men began to spy on the Fatui's 8th Capo: (Y/n) (L/n). The story begins when the Innamorati Familia's headquarters burns down and in a twist of fate, to say that you've been dealt with an awful hand would be the understatement of the decade. Can you survive– most importantly– can you make the right choices? ((Welcome to the interactive mafia au fic! Have fun voting on the polls!!!))
Otome Game Main Love Interests:
Inquisitor Cyno, Informant Tighnari, Underboss Alhaitham, (CURRENTLY LOCKED: Church Architect Kaveh)
Secret Routes:
Visconti Diluc, "Venti" (LOCKED), ??? (LOCKED), ???, ???, ???
Chapters:
1: "O Capo! My Capo!"
2: The Capo's Soliloquy 
Bad End 1: "You're Collei's Friend, After All!"
3: The Fox Hunt (Tuqburni)
BRAND NEW ARCHON (Chapter 1-3 animatic)
Short bf!Kaveh drabble (not "canon)
"My Beloved Producer..." (GENSHIN IDOL AU)
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Masterlist
NOTE: CHECK YOUR COMMUNITY LABEL SETTINGS AND TURN OFF FILTERS IF THE MASTERLIST LINK WON'T WORK. Tumblr must've thought I wrote something explicit (in a masterlist???) and tagged it as mature :///
Flawless
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Aka: my last fanfic featuring Scaramouche, Alhaitham, Kaveh, and Kazuha. A fanfic-game with 4 branching endings.
Premise: You're stuck in a killing game inside your dream school. It started with 16 students– and now you're left with only 6 of them. Senior Faruzan was murdered. Who is the culprit among these 5 people?
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FIRE EMBLEM: THREE HOUSES
BLUE LIONS:
Dimitri Alexandre Blaiddyd: (my fave fictional man of all time)
Saudade
ps: he's your underboss in "O Capo! My Capo!" lol
BLACK EAGLES:
(coming soon...)
GOLDEN DEER:
(coming soon...)
GARREG MACH MONASTERY:
(coming soon...)
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HONKAI: STAR RAIL
ASTRAL EXPRESS:
(coming soon...)
JARILO VI:
Gepard Landau
What Happened At 10:10 (has 2 endings. Won't link it, reach the end of the story in your own way.)
XIANZHOU LUOFU:
Jing Yuan
Misaligned Strings (non-yandere, pure fluff & angst)
IPC
Dr. Veritas Ratio
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His Version of You
PENACONY
Sunday
Cannibal!Sunday HCs
"ℑ'𝔡 𝔤𝔩𝔞𝔡𝔩𝔶 𝔣𝔬𝔩𝔩𝔬𝔴 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔱𝔬 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔢𝔫𝔡 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔴𝔬𝔯𝔩𝔡."
"𝔟𝔲𝔱 𝔪𝔶 𝔟𝔢𝔩𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔡, 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔢 𝔦𝔰 𝔫𝔬 𝔢𝔫𝔡. 𝔴𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔶𝔬𝔲'𝔯𝔢 𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔰𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔞𝔣𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔦𝔰 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔬𝔴𝔫 𝔱𝔞𝔦𝔩."
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ilyelan · 2 years
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𝑒𝑑𝑖𝑓𝑦
𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑝𝑖𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑏𝑦 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑖𝑑𝑒𝑎 𝑏𝑦 @adastrabyssosque. 𝑖 𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑖𝑚𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟 𝑎𝑙𝑏𝑒𝑑𝑜 𝑟𝑢𝑏𝑒𝑑𝑜 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠
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it had been a few weeks since you’d been transported into your favorite video game, genshin impact. during that time, you had been told you were impersonating a god you didn’t even know existed, been fatally wounded more times than you can count, somehow survived all of those wounds that should’ve killed you, and met albedo’s twin, who you had been teaching to act like khoi dao, his voice actor, and quite possibly the most chaotic man you’ve ever seen.
it had been some time since you got done teaching him some quotes from khoi, and you were currently hiding in a chest while the knights of favonius searched his lab and questioned him about his whereabouts the last time you had been spotted.
“well, you have to admit it is suspicious when you’re nowhere to be found the same time someone who looks exactly like you is seen running with the impostor.” kaeya spoke, his calm facade never once leaving, despite the obvious anger and suspicion in his visible eye.
“that’s not fair, you’re jumping to a lot of conclusions here kaeya. what, just because you saw me do it all of a sudden it’s me?” it took every ounce of restraint in your body to not burst into laughter as soon as he spoke the iconic lines, but you figured dying wouldn’t be worth it. “excuse me? what is that supposed to mean?” kaeya’s bewildered face was definitely worth the weeks you spent teaching rubedo what various swears meant.
“it means you should get the fuck out.” with every word that came out of rubedo’s mouth, kaeya just looked more and more confused, eventually opting to stop asking questions and just leave.
once the cost was clear, he let you out of the chest, and apologized for the inconvenience, telling you he would make sure you had a proper hiding spot for next time. you told him not to worry, and that the tight space was worth it to get to watch what just happened.
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it had been a while since your last encounter with one of the knights, but you still couldn’t shake the feeling of being watched, and the eyes you felt on your back at all times.
you were taking a walk with rubedo, when you two suddenly got stopped by kaeya, again. “well, what do we have here? it seems you’re hanging around this impostor again albedo. i theorize that by next week you’ll be fighting everyone over this delusion of yours.” his smirk was infuriating, and you wanted nothing more than to smack it off his face. “the only problem with the theory, is that’s it’s fucking wrong! she isn’t an impostor, and it’s insulting that you’d say otherwise!” it was sweet how harshly he was defending you, but you still couldn’t help but let a tiny laugh escape.
making eye contact with rubedo, he let out a chuckle of his own, then faced kaeya again, and saying goodbye before teleporting both of you back to his lab in dragonspine.
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it had been another week, and everyone had realized their mistake, now you had the most powerful people in all of teyvat at your feet, begging for forgiveness and mercy. of course, you weren’t ready to forgive them just yet, but that didn’t stop them from trying. you and rubedo had just been staying in a cabin in dragonspine, trying to be as far away from any of your so called acolytes as possible.
one of them had found you though, and that brought all of the others to come running for what they hoped would be a chance to win your forgiveness. you two were cornered, surrounded by those who claimed to be the most devoted and loyal.
“please your grace! we sincerely regret our actions, and will do anything for you to believe us! this is like hell, we would do anything for a crumb of your divine presence!” all the so called apologizes were just regurgitated phrase that none of them even meant, you were getting tired of it, so you sent rubedo to deal with them, knowing exactly what he would say when they brought up it being like hell. those few words that you spent so much time teaching him.
“welcome to hell, bitch.”
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bluexiao · 2 years
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cw: spoilers from the event pls dont read if you dont wanna be spoiled
kinda fluff kinda slight angst
Oh my god but what if you were trying to get to Dragonspine at that exact same time when ALBEDO lost his notes and was trying to find them with the traveler. Then at that moment when you saw that he’s not in his lab, you were going down the mountain already when you saw him. Or not.
“Albedo!” you’d call him and his eyes somehow held a glint that was quite different whenever times like these happens; when it’s been awhile since you two last saw each other and the reunion was going to be far joyous than expected. When he got close, you noticed it; his lack of mark on his neck. Your lover had told you of the story of the mark before, thus “What happened to your mark, ‘Bedo?” you unconsciously question.
“Some imperfections can be made perfect,” he says, but before you could even decide whether his answer was enough to quell your curiosity, he leans in and presses a kiss on your lips, saying, “I was about to go home, I’ve missed you, my love.”
Something was off, you could tell, but who were you to deny the flutter on your heart when you heard the endearment leaving his lips—and he kissed you as well! It had been awhile since you two had sought each other’s affections, after all.
Thus, with a smile, you replied happily, “Let’s go home then!”
ALBEDO—or ‘Albedo’ returns home with you. But little do you know, is that he wasn’t your real lover, and the real one did not have any idea how much his impostor had already been claiming you throughout the days when they were trying to find the fake him.
Little does he know, ‘Albedo’ had been in his home this whole time.
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he-wants-to-leave · 2 years
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“We Are Equals, Regardless.” PART TWO!
Summary: You’re no longer being hunted, and all of Mondstadt knows that you bleed gold. But what about Albedo? What rights does he have to you, when he does not practice his devotion?
cw: religion, talk of worship (I think that’s it actually)
(Part 1)
This got a lot more love than I thought it would get so TAKE THE PART TWOOOO ٩( ᐛ )و
。・:*:・゚★,。・:*:・゚☆ 。・:*:・゚★,。・:*:・゚☆ 。・:*:・゚★,。・:*:・゚☆ 。・:*:・゚
(This all takes place after everyone realizes you’re not the impostor, but the creator)
You held Teyvat and all of it’s inhabitants close to your heart, but none as close as you held Albedo. He seemed hesitant to hold you back though, hesitant that you would break. Hesitant that he would cross a boundary.
You often enjoyed simply overseeing Mondstadt, just watching how full of life the land could be. You’d been laying in the fields of Windrise, watching a few children play and sing folk songs.
You heard the soft steps behind you, but even before you saw his boots you immediately knew who it was. Albedo sat in the grass, making small talk and caring for you the way he has since he found you on the mountain.
Out of habit, you laid down to rest your head in his lap. Though usually he ran his fingers through your hair and traced the features on your face, this time he did not. Instead of seeing his blue eyes looking into your soul, your gaze met his chin and subtly uncomfortable shoulders.
You remained like that for awhile, before parting to resume your own activities. Sucrose had made progress with a project that needed his attention, and the children eventually asked you to play with them. You bid your farewells, and left in peace.
Although you were The Creator, you did not live in a divine abode. There was no castle or throne. No acolytes constantly worshipping the ground you walked on, and no waiting on you hand and foot. You lived a simple, mortal life. The only difference was the lines on your skin, the color of your veins, and the passive nature exerted towards you.
Dragonspine was still your home, as the lab was still your place of serenity. You continued living with Albedo, away from the crowded streets and loud voices.
He returned after you did that night, eating dinner before turning to his work as you rested, like usual. You were laying on your back, facing the ceiling, when you heard the words leave your mouth. “What troubles you so?”
He seemed to flinch at your question. “Pardon?” “You seem so.. reserved. Have I made you uncomfortable?”
He explained that during your time as “the impostor,” the intimacy did not feel forced, or forbidden. Firstly because he was the only person accepting you at the time, but secondly because you were merely an extraordinary mortal and he was a result of science. Nothing more, nothing less. There was no status difference.
Though, now that you are confirmed to be the Creator of prophecy, there would be really no reason for you to occupy your time with each other. He does not devote himself you, and you did not design him.
Your purpose did not align with his. There was no overlap. “Who ever heard of a non-worshiper and a god being close?”
“You were not destined for religion though, were you? The hands that crafted you gave you the intention of studying. Is that not what we’ve been doing?”
He thought for a moment, letting your words sink in. He came to the realization that you were right. His purpose was to research the world around him, and his relationship with you proved to be fruitful regarding that.
All those nights he’d spent examining the crevices and markings of your figure gave him a better understanding of both divination and anatomy, along with a list of other things. His attachment helped him understand emotion, feelings he’d only seen on peoples faces or read in books. “That was research, was it not?” “I suppose it was.”
“You may be indifferent to my existence as the creator, but that does not mean we don’t have a purpose together outside of that.”
He sighed in relief, and took in the moment. “I told you we were on equal standings.” He liked those words, and the way they sounded in your voice. He liked the way your mouth said them, and how it felt to listen, how reassuring.
You laid together in the bed that night, observing each other like you had before. No words were spoken but the eye contact was maintained. Even as he held one of your hands in his own, it was only broken when he studied the bones of your wrist, and the lines in your palms. Your eyes closed, and you fell asleep shortly after.
Albedo’s existence did not make sense next to your divine one, which is what made your lives together so special. That was what made him feel so whole. The fact that you were not destined to be with him, but made room for this life anyways. There was no complex power dynamic, only you and the alchemist.
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Thank you so much for the lovveeee I went to bed last night with like seven notes not thinking anyone else would see it so this was really cool :,) thank you again ╰(*´︶`*)╯♡
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gehehe, just conjured up a little drabble sort of based on ur friendly!imposter idea! (sort of inspired, idk if it fully fits). warning for creepy behavious from albedo lol. this is also posted on ao3, and i've given u credit there ^^
Albedo sees you.
He notices everything you do. He notices that, unlike his Divine Creator, you seem to be in touch with the world before you. He notices you enjoying Teyvat’s whims and beauty. 
He watches you.
Of course, it’s for his beloved Creator’s safety. Nothing creepy, surely his beloved would understand? It was for the blessed one’s safety as well, so it was perfectly fine.
He watches you interact with the world.
He notices the small things. Like how the animals adore you, how the flowers point into your direction, how the water sparkles a little brighter when you’re near it. He notices the big things, like how the wind seems to brush past you to lift you off your feet — so you can just about reach that cliff, how the monsters refuse to attack you, how he had caught a glimpse of your golden glamour.
He’s started to enjoy watching you.
Your smile seems ever so bright. Your eyes shine a little brighter than his Creator’s. Your blood seems so warm — not that he would know, it’s just a feeling, but he wants to know. He wants to experiment.
You’re such an interesting individual. Albedo wishes he could study you, paint you to his heart's content.
But he has a reputation to uphold. He has a Creator to please. And while he’s certain that you’re the one who should be on the throne (and he suspects that you’re the real Creator), he cannot go against his beloved’s word — even if his affections have begun to fester for you.
Albedo loves to watch you.
You try not to notice. You try your hardest to ignore him. But it’s hard to ignore him when he doesn’t try to hide the fact that he loves to watch you.
It’s unsettling. It’s creepy. You’ve thought about bringing it up to the ‘Creator.’ But, would it be worth it? You’re starting to believe that he sees you. It’s worrying, but you should’ve expected this.
Albedo is perceptive. And he sees you for who you are.
SIALJDSK:JDlkdsjlk THIS IS SO GOOD! Albedo alsways strikes me as someone who looks so put together and calm, but he'd totally be into kinda stalking the 'creator', since he is a man of science and therefore needs to know everything (also, I hope you don't mind me answering to this publicly and putting it on the blog ^^" but it's too good to keep it hidden!)
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Fate’s Destiny ~ Chapter 4.5 || The Cavalry Captain
SAGAU (self-aware Genshin AU)
You somehow, not being able to explain it, had fallen into the Genshin world you know oh-so-well. You were no new player and had explored most of the hooks and crannies of the world. When you first had woken up in Windrise you wondered; it might be a dream, after all, you were behind your screen usually and now- here? It made no sense, and the world was keen on keeping it that way.
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Warnings: Spoilers for the main story. I mention the word puke once.
Words: 1k+ words
Summary chapter 4.5: On Dragonspine you had teleported yourself to Liyue where you found Lumine and Xiao, only at cost of leaving Kaeya and Albedo. How do they react to this? What happened after you left in the middle of a fight between the knights?
Auteurs note: ask box is open! Feel free to drop anything <3
EXTRA NOTE AT THE END || Likes & reblogs are appreciated
↺ CHAPTER 4  || ↻ CHAPTER 5 || MASTERLIST
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Dragonspine || A few days prior
Kaeya held his attack. He still had his back towards the Creator, protecting them. In a quick move, his sword was in defensive mode, not wanting to hurt any of the knights that had made their way onto Dragonspine. He wondered if he was the only one to have seen the flash. It was short but it made him unable to see for a few seconds.
In those three seconds where he was unable to see, the sounds of battle had turned into silence. Had he been hit? Is that why he couldn’t see nor hear? He didn’t feel pain though, and he was still able to move. Perhaps something else happened?
Kaeya saw his vision return. The people in front of him must have been blinded as well. All of them looked around, Amber even rubbing her eyes undoubtingly in pain. ‘The Creator!’ Albedo yelled as he clenched his sword a bit tighter. Kaeya looked behind him and where you had been before, was now an empty place. Only a small snow fox was left behind.
When Kaeya turned around, the other Albedo had disappeared as well. Did he do something to you? Surely that can’t be it, he kept his eyes on him the whole time. ‘Kaeya!’ The Calvary Captain is snapped out of his thoughts. An arrow, now laced with elemental energy is pointed at him. He knows the arrow is not pointed at any place vital, but hurtful enough to drag him back to the Favonius Headquarters.
‘Drop your weapons.’ Eula says, her weapon still raised. She stands in front of Albedo, blocking any escape the blonde mastermind might have had planned. Kaeya drops the Cold Steel and once again looks back at the place where you had been. The fox was gone and the warmth that he felt was replaced by the usual cold and empty feeling in his chest.
Where had you gone? Why did you leave him behind?
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It was silent on the way back to Mondstadt. Neither Albedo or Kaeya had uttered a word. Deep inside Kaeya felt scared. He thought he was used to the cold feeling in his chest but it hurt. It hurt that you had disappeared. It hurt how he didn’t know where you had gone to.
Kaeya sits down. Two chairs are placed on the other side of Jean’s large desk. One for him and one for Albedo. He knew Diluc was in the room. He knew Jean and Lisa were talking about the events but it all didn’t matter.
Had you gone to Liyue after all? The moment he laid his eyes on you, he knew you were fragile. You had descended down and went to him for safety, right? If you went to Liyue he would have to save you, or were you somewhere else? How did you disappear? Was it the second Albedo after all?
‘Kaeya Alberich.’ Jean looks more concerned than anything. Kaeya knew that while he had done some shady stuff in the past, that Jean would trust him. ‘Yes?’ His voice cracked, making him cringe. He wanted to sound confident but it was far from that.
‘Can you tell us what happened in your words?’ Jean asked him. Kaeya was sure she already had asked Albedo but he couldn’t care much about it. Kaeya sighed and leaned back into the chair. ‘Isn’t it obvious?’
Jean sighed. Her eyes moved from Kaeya over to Diluc. While the redhead himself was slightly confused at the demeanour change, he figured it was one of his grand schemes. Jean moved her attention back at the alchemist. Albedo had been more talkative after all.
‘Pray tell, how do you decide that this person is The Creator from a feeling?’ Albedo had carefully constructed all his answers, careful to not put The Creator in a bad wording. ‘As Eula and Amber had explained, The Creator had disappeared. I think this is proof enough that they are truly The Creator.’
On the other side of the room you could see Amber shift her weight from one foot to the other. Eula was on her side, fierce but calmer once Jean walked into the room. It was safe to say that anyone walking into the room could feel the ever growing tension.
‘Were you two the ones to help escape this imposter,-‘ Albedo coughed. ‘-creator, or did they escape on their own?’ Jean asked. Albedo looked over at Kaeya who seemed sick enough to puke at any moment. The alchemist had no idea what happened to him but it was okay, he would make sure that The Creator would be safe from the Knight’s hands.
As Jean and Albedo continued their conversation, Kaeya couldn’t stop thinking. All kinds of ideas went into his head. If he left by now he would be at the harbour in a week time, with a horse faster, but with monsters on his way slower.
Both of Kaeya’s hands were ticking on the chair arms. His brain was about to explode if he had to sit still here for much longer. For the first time Kaeya looked up. It was only because Jean had finally left her chair. Her figure was looming over the two sitting males. Jean hesitated, she was unsure of this imposter, yet if two captains were acting like this she must find out why.
Before she had entered the room to investigate both captains, Lisa had approached her. Her knowledge was undeniably large, and Jean often shared her worries with Lisa who always seemed to have the right judgment. Lisa had given her very good advice on the current problem as well.
‘You two are free to go. If something like this comes up again I won’t be as forgiving, for the sake of Mondstadt.’ Jean didn’t sound angry and while Albedo was happy to go, leaving Kaeya in this state gave him worries. He watched as the Calvary Captain made haste of leaving the room. He also didn’t miss the look Diluc gave to Kaeya.
Albedo had previously excused himself for sheathing his weapon, but he once again apologized to Eula and Amber before he left the room. He now would be busy pinpointing the location of The Creator. He would keep an eye on Kaeya as well. Just in case he might do something reckless.
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NOTE: This was more a bonus chapter than real xReader content, but I feel like it was important to tell the reactions of Kaeya and Albedo. Who knows where you might meet them again in the future of this story. Surely, no one in that room will sit around and watch the show unfold without playing a role themselves-
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SAGAU Impostor AU with Kaeya and Albedo
Kaeya wasn't one to jump to conclusions so easily. But there was something odd about when the 'All-Creator' was hailed to have return, when their smiles and waves seemed as cold as the glaciers of Snezhnaya.
"A pleasure to meet you, Your Grace." Kaeya said smoothly, plastering a charming smirk on his face and extending a hand.
Their smile widened, returning the handshake.
"The pleasure is all mine, Sir Kaeya."
The second time that feeling that something was off was the second time he saw them, when they were sobbing and proclaiming about an impostor that tried to kill them.
"It's awful, Jean! It's just so awful! They tried to kill me, knowing I am trapped in this somewhat godly vessel!" They clung onto Jean as their legs shook. "Please... Please help me by hunting them down."
After that, Jean immediately gave the order to hunt down the impostor. Kaeya side-eyed the 'All-Creator', suspicion growing. In the oldest texts about them, which were in Khaenri'ah, there was the tale of the impostor and the All-Creator being merciful upon them.
"There's something not quite right with them, Albedo." Kaeya stated bluntly, crossing his arms as he watched the alchemist.
Albedo slowed, glass bottles clinking together.
"How so?" He asked.
"Something about them... Now why would our benevolent All-Creator demand an order to hunt down the impostor? It just doesn't make any sense. Don't you agree?" Kaeya asked.
"It is quite odd and out of character for our Creator but if they were seriously attacked..."
"What if they're lying?" Kaeya took a step forward, eyes narrowing. "What if they're lying about the impostor, about being the All-Creator? Don't they feel cold and lackluster to you? Why does their presence scare off the animals of Teyvat? Set off the monsters nearby?"
Albedo set the glass bottles down, slowly turning around.
"It's a good thing you've also noticed these things. I was starting to worry I was the only one left with logical reasoning left." He said quietly, walking up to Kaeya.
"And how do you suppose we help these false believers realize the truth?"
Albedo brought a hand up to his chin and looked down at the ground of his campsite, deep in thought. After an eternity, he looked back up, a grim look in his eyes.
"It may not work, the probability is less than 10%, but I say we work together to help this supposed impostor." Albedo stated grimly.
"Helping the impostor? This should be interesting..."
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‘Brighter Than The Stars’
‘Brighter Than The Stars’ (Impostor!Albedo x afab!Reader NSFW)
Word count- 3245
A/N- I’m going through writer’s block right now so here, have some shameless smut. Also, first time writing NSFW. Feedback welcomed.
Warnings- dom!afab!Reader, dacryphilia, NSFW content
MINORS DO NOT INTERACT
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"You're late," were the words you were greeted with the moment you stepped foot through the entrance of the cave on Dragonspine. You couldn't suppress the smile tugging at your half-frozen lips at the blond's antics. 
"Missed me that much? It's only been a week."
Subject Two, or Rubedo- as you have taken to calling him for the past couple months, rolled his eyes, his expression softening as his lips parted to let out a sigh. He's tense, you noted, taking a seat next to him on the log in front of the fire. Like Albedo, Rubedo didn't require warmth to survive in the cold. But he knew you did.
"Not going to argue with me?"
All you got in response was a huff, not even bothering to meet your gaze as he crossed his arms near his chest, his figure illuminated only by the orange glow of the flame. You were already well too used to his moods, having dealt with them frequently enough during your time together in the last two months. 
"I'm sorry", you sighed. "I've been so caught up with new commissions and then Lisa asked me to help reorganize the books in the library, and I just couldn't find the right time to visit." 
The silence stretched between the two of you, almost as cold as the winds howling outside and twice as unbearable. You opened your mouth and then shut it, finding yourself at a loss for words. 
You knew he was being difficult on purpose, yet the blame fully belonged to you this time. 
It was almost like in the beginning, when you found him up on the mountain a little while after the attack, wandering around, claiming he was looking for materials for future experiments. You knew from the first moment you laid eyes upon him that he was not the real Chief Alchemist, yet refrained from mentioning it, curious as to how long he would keep the ruse up. 
The day went by quickly, filled with animated chatter and scouring the side of the mountain for any useful resource. It was impossible to not notice the differences between the two homunculi. It was mostly prevalent in the way they talked. For the most part, their vocabularies were the same- overly fancy and filled to the brim with alchemical terms that you found utterly incomprehensible. But one who was familiar in the slightest with Albedo's behavior would notice right away the uncharacteristic spark of excitement and curiosity that the impostor's voice carried.
The moment the sky darkened and night fell, you found yourself being stirred towards another part of the mountain, the fake claiming that there had been some problems with the former camp, thus having to relocate to a different area. 
You were sitting on the same log back then, staring at the same fire when you turned to him and said the words that would lead you here in a few months- trying to pacify an upset Rubedo because you haven't visited him in a week.
'I know who you are.'
What happened after was a blur. Yelling, panicking-mostly on his part- until your arms wrapped around him, pulling his body flush against your own. The sword in his hand clattered to the ground, arms hesitantly wrapping around you. 
'It's alright. I won't hurt you, I promise.'
That was the beginning of something that would later become your downfall. How could it not when you've become so hopelessly smitten with the man? The long talks the two of you shared, late at night while stargazing on the edge of a cliff or the way he listened to your stories, ever so eager to learn more, all while making funny comments that would make you crack up with laughter.
You visited him with every chance you got after that. Until you didn't. One week of not seeing you proved itself enough to drive Rubedo up the wall with worry. When had he become so dependent on you? he would find himself wondering. Worry morphed into anger, viciously sinking its claws into his synthetic heart, sending him spiraling. There were times when he almost hated you, sitting on your favorite cliff, watching the stars that seemed less shiny now that you were no longer there.
But here you were now, and Rubedo wanted to give you a dose of how he's been feeling since you've been gone. But his resolve paled when compared to the urge to be close to you, hear your soft voice murmuring apologies in his ear while you hold him. 
You had no damn right to make him fall in love with you only to disappear whenever you wished!
"I've missed you," you whispered, laying a tentative hand on his. It was cold, he noticed. Archons, you were shivering so bad! You must be frozen from the climb, and here he was- being a jerk because he thought you abandoned him. Rubedo chided himself for not noticing it earlier, too caught up in his own thoughts. Now you were here and that was all that mattered to him. 
"You're freezing. Come here." You let out a soft gasp as he took hold of your hand, pulling your body to straddle his lap and wrapping his arms around you. Rubedo wasn't necessarily warm- in fact he was quite cold himself, but you'd be lying if you said that being this close to him wasn't enough to make you overheat.
Your hand was mindlessly playing with his hair, making it hard for the poor experiment to keep it together.
"I've missed you too," he finally said, his face buried in the crook of your neck. It wasn't unusual for the two of you to be so close to each other. This time it felt different though. The atmosphere was somehow heavier- charged, and if you hadn't known better, you would have assumed you were accidentally using your Electro. "I thought you would never come back."
You pulled away a bit, making the male have to move away. His eyes still refused to meet yours.
"I would never abandon you, Ruby."
Rubedo only let out a low hum in response, not bothering to lift his head. Your hand gently cupped his chin, lifting it enough for his eyes to lock onto yours. Glistening tears were streaming down his cheeks. Oh, Ruby…
You wiped the tears, more threatening to spill no matter how hard Rubedo tried to urge them away. Your hand returned to cupping his chin, thumb idly caressing his cheek. Your faces were inches apart, and by the looks of it, Rubedo seemed to have noticed as well. The spark in your eyes threatened to set his heart ablaze. But how comforting he found it to burn, if only to feel your warmth. His eyes dropped down to your lips and he swallowed thickly.
The next moment, your lips were on his. He was frozen in place at first, never having expected something so straightforward, and his inexperience was obvious. It was quite endearing how sloppy he was, letting you lead so easily and being content with mimicking your actions. You could feel him smiling as well. The sensation was intoxicating, leaving you craving for more- more of this, more of him. 
The kiss grew deeper, and when your tongue grazed his bottom lip, Rubedo could swear he felt his brain short-circuit. The two of you parted in need of air, only to dive in again. Your lips tasted like Sunsettias, making his mind cloud. He could get addicted to this, Rubedo thought to himself. His hands enveloped you, pulling you flush against him. Your hand found purchase on his hip while the other raked through his hair. 
It took all in him for Rubedo to contain the moans threatening to spill out with every passing second. But all his effort came crashing down when your hand tugged on his blonde locks, making him let out what was probably the most sinful noise one could imagine. He was done for, Rubedo concluded. You were going to be the death of him. But what did it matter right now, when you were so impossibly close, radiating desire like a fire that he was eager to be consumed by.
Your lips separated again, but when you went back to kissing, it wasn't his lips, but his neck that you planted soft pecks on. Yep… he was positively doomed!
"You have no idea for how long I've wanted to do this, Ruby." He would normally blush at the nickname if you weren't currently giving Rubedo other more pressing reasons to blush. Like your weight on top of his lap, pressing down on something that knocked the breath out of him.
You were getting bolder and bolder, encouraged by his soft moans and groans, now sucking and biting the soft porcelain-white skin.
"I-I've… mhm… wanted to do t-this with y- Ah!"
Your lips locked on the spot Albedo's golden mark was, sucking and kissing as if there was no tomorrow.
His hand clamped over his mouth to muffle the obscene sound threatening to escape, and before you could even process it, his hands were wrapped in the fabric of your clothes, clinging to you like his life depended on it.
"This is… ah! It's t-too much… P-please," he begged, words jumbled and barely coherent. 
You liked it when he begged. He looked so cute with his face bright red and his eyes scrunched shut. You decided to have mercy on the poor male. Your lips pulled away from his neck, but not before planting a small kiss on the mark you left.
"Ruby, do you… want to continue?" 
The blond gave a nod in return, still struggling to catch his breath. Not enough. 
Your finger lifted his chin, bringing his face closer to yours. For a moment he thought you were going to kiss him. Excitement bubbled inside of him and he closed his eyes, eager to feel your mouth on his again.
"Be a good boy and use your words, will you?"
Rubedo's breath hitched. His eyes fluttered open, ice-blue pools clouded with desire. He struggled to get his breathing under control enough to answer you.
"Yes. I… fuck! I-I want you, please!"
You smiled before sitting up. He whimpered, already missing the closeness and the warmth of your body. Your hand entwined with Rubedo's, gently steering him towards the makeshift bed in the corner of the cave. The man followed your every movement, as if in a trance, only letting out a strangled gasp when his back pressed to the rough fabric he used as bed sheets. The next moment you were on top, pulling him into a heated kiss while your hand snaked under his shirt, drawing out sweet little moans against your lips and leaving the blond beneath you a mess. 
You pulled away, a string of saliva connecting the both of you. The view was making his stomach coil. He's read about it before, reproduction- something that humans did to propagate their species, and something that a synthetic being like him was incapable of. But they did it for other reasons too- to show love, trust, and some even for fun. And now Rubedo was doing this with you. To know that you felt the same as him. It filled him with joy. Joy that he would get to experience something so entirely human as being loved.
The coat came off quickly and so did the belt. You slowly unbuttoned his shirt and he helped you slide it down, leaving him half exposed. It was fine if you were the one seeing him like this. You trailed kisses all over his smooth pale skin, from his hips to his chest, before your lips firmly locked around his nipple. Your hand took care of the other one, gingerly twirling and pinching it between your fingers. The cave was soon filled with broken moans and loud pants.
"Ahhh! F-fuck… It feels… mhm! It feels g-good," he blurted between shallow breaths. You pressed on, watching him come undone under your ministrations, only to pull away with a loud pop. Breathy protests that spilled out of Rubedo's mouth were quick to be hushed.
"Where would be the fun in ending it so quickly?" 
Oh, you devious little… Rubedo bit on his hand to hold back a groan as your hand trailed down where he needed you the most. He was painfully hard. That much was obvious. His pants were quick to come off, strewn across the floor in some corner of the room. Lithe fingers brushed up the cold skin of his thigh, sending shivers up his spine before hooking around the band of his already-stained underwear to pull it down in one fluid motion eased by Rubedo raising his hips.
His cock sprang out eagerly- the tip an angry shade of red and leaking with pre-cum. You took it in your hand, running a finger across the tip and smearing the juices across it before giving it a tentative pump, making the poor experiment under you writhe in ecstasy. 
This must be what ascending felt like… Gods, you got him higher than Celestia!
Every touch made him feel like his body finally belonged to him, like he wasn't a mere prototype, a copy of another. You were here, with him, not with that alchemist.
"Hah! Oh! Archons… f-fuck!"
Rubedo's eyes were scrunched shut, tears already forming in the corners.
"You're doing so good, pretty," you cooed softly. 
He could feel his arousal twist into a knot that was getting closer and closer to bursting with every move of your hand on his cock.
"I'm… mhm … getting close!" 
His mewls grew louder, thighs shaking as the knot inside of him finally burst, leaving the man crying out in pleasure, thick white ropes shooting all over his lower stomach. Your movements slowed down, helping him ride out his orgasm.
It was addicting- the mixture of love and lust swarming his brain, sending heat pooling down to his still-hard member.
"More, please," Rubedo pleaded, having barely come down from his high. Who were you to deny?
"You don't need to beg for anything, love." You kissed his cheek, stripping out of your clothes with ease. Rubedo swore he had never seen anything as beautiful.
You climbed on top of him. You'd normally take your time to properly stretch yourself out beforehand, but your patience was slipping between your fingers with the way Ruby looked at you. And you were already so wet… You slowly eased yourself on top of him, your groans mixing together as you took your time to accommodate to the way his cock was forcing your velvety walls apart. 
"You're so tight! And warm!" His words were knocked out of him when he finally bottomed out inside of you. The fit was tight, but nothing uncomfortable.
"I can," you let out a low groan. "I can feel you twitching inside of me. Relax, love. Let me take the lead."
You lifted on him enough to almost completely pull out, only to slam back down. 
"Uh, yes! Yes, please! Hah!"
You built a slow but steady rhythm, driving the blond crazy with every roll of your hips. He was mesmerized, eyes watching intently on how you fucked yourself with his cock.
You resumed your work on his neglected nipples, sucking and biting. Every nerve in his body was on fire.
Tears were already spilling down his cheeks. His arms were tangled in the bed sheets, clinging to them like a lifeline. He could feel the same tension slowly gathering in the pit of his stomach. Your name was rolling out of his lips, a sinful litany spoken in dragged-out syllables, between sounds of pleasure and hissed curses. 
"Fuck! I love you! I love you," Rubedo repeated on and on, like a broken record, glimmering droplets staining his cheeks.
You lifted your mouth to reciprocate his declaration, to whisper soft praises and sweet nothings against his chest, while your pace increased.
"You're doing so well. So pretty, stretching me so good. Can you feel it, Ruby?" 
You brushed away a strand of hair matted to his forehead, beads of sweat trickling down both your bodies.
His hand found yours, gripping it loose enough to not hurt. He was so close, and you'd be lying if you said you weren't.
"Please kiss me!" he blurted out between moans, mind too hazy to think of anything else. His eyes were half-lidded and he looked ready to burst out in tears again. Huh, you would have never guessed Rubedo was a crier during sex. The thought got a smile out of you "Kiss me until I can't breathe. Bruise my lips until they hurt-"
His next words were muffled when you pulled him in, your lips crashing down on his. If there was a word he could use to describe the kiss, it would be the word fervent. The sweetness of you mixed in with the salty taste of tears, tipping the boy over the edge.
"I'm going to-"
He didn't get to finish his sentence before the wave of pleasure hit him, making him release inside of you. The feeling was enough to bring you to climax as well, moaning against his mouth before pulling away.
Your movement didn't relent though, determined to give the poor experiment a memorable first time.
"It's t-too… ah! Too much!" he mewled, thighs still shaking from the orgasm he's just had. 
"Do you want me to stop, Ruby?" 
"N-no!"
Your hand tangled in his hair, while his found purchase on your hips, guiding your movement as you rode him. The squelching sounds your bodies made were resounding through the cave.
"I've been dreaming of this for so long," he said between breaths.
"Of fucking me, Ruby?"
You were getting close, and from his gasps, you deduced he was too.
"Mhm… Not just- oh- fucking. Of getting to kiss you, feel you… fuck! Feel you c-close." 
"I doubt there's any closer than this," you laughed. "I'm gonna come, sweetheart."
"Same!"
"Then come for me, pretty." With a final roll of your hips, you were swimming in bliss. The male followed shortly after, moaning your name before his cock squirted his release into your throbbing hole, leaving him seeing stars as his vision blurred for a second.
You fell on top of him, weary from the effort. Rubedo wrapped you in his arms, nuzzling his face into your hair while struggling to catch his breath. His dainty fingers traced small circles on your back.
"Ruby?"
"Mhm?" 
You had to tell him.
"I'll have to leave for Sumeru soon." 
His body froze, the beat of his heart accelerating as panic took hold of him. 
"No! You, you can't! I-"
"I want you to come with me." 
He was silent for a second secretly thanking the Archons that you weren't suggesting separating, just when he finally had you. He would not be able to face that.
"You know I'd follow you to the end of Teyvat. Hell! Even further than that if you asked me. But I'm no adventurer. I wouldn't be capable of assisting you with your quests."
You planted a soft kiss on his head. 
"I don't want you there as an assistant."
"Then w-"
"I want you there as my lover."
Rubedo hummed, seemingly mulling over your proposal. He smiled.
"Very well. I'd like to come with you. I'd like to… be your lover." 
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Ehem, Albedo x Gn!Reader x Yandere!Imposter!Albedo where fakebedo manages to lure reader away but Albedo catches on chases after them, leading both Albedos to fight each other :3
Of course~
𝒜 𝐵𝒶𝓉𝓉𝓁𝑒 𝐵𝑒𝓉𝓌𝑒𝑒𝓃 𝒯𝓌𝑜 𝒮𝒾𝒹𝑒𝓈 𝒪𝒻 𝒜 𝒞𝑜𝒾𝓃.
ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: Albedo x GN!Reader x Yandere!Impostor!Albedo
ꜱᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ: Albedo decides there's something (Y/N) must see but first he has to do something. How come he comes too quickly?
ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ: Possesive Themes.
ᴀ/ɴ: Yandere is not my specialty but I do like doing my best for them fufu.
*✧・゚:͙⊱••✩••̩̩͙⊰•*✧・゚:
"It won't take long." Albedo told (Y/N) who nodded as they enjoyed their current meal while Albedo began to descend the area near the camp.
It didn't take long for familiar footsteps to approach them. "(Y/N)?"
(E/C) eyes looked at the Chief Alchemist. There was something off about Albedo this time but (Y/N) wasn't too sure what it was.
"Yes?" They replied as Albedo approached them even more, holding out his hand toward them. Taking their hand, Albedo began to direct them outside the radius of the camp and into what (Y/N) knew as the more dangerous side of Dragonspine. The sheer cold was close to frostbite. Despite (Y/N)'s preparation for such a cold weather it was never good enough for those areas. The luminous warm seelies seemed so welcoming at this point yet the strong grip that Albedo contained on their wrist was more than an iron grip. It wasn't until the precise force of being pushed away as a parry defense stature took over Albedo against another copy of himself. Pushing back this sudden copy of himself, Albedo reached out to (Y/N). Wide eyes watched as yet another defense stance was taken. "You." His voice uttered.
Eyes remained open, the dripping of blood into the sand formed not only a horrifying growth but a clear indication that (Y/N) had been led astray by the actual copy meanwhile the Albedo who attempted to take down the one that so kindly accompanied (Y/N) was the real one.
"Stop getting in my way!" Albedo shouted. His hand pushing the original Albedo away by a few miles. Taken back from the force, the fake one hoisted (Y/N) up and held their waist close. "Stop getting in the way of (Y/N)'s deserved affection."
"They doesn't belong to you. You may use me as a vessel but taking them as well is a no from me. Just because we are from the same tree does not mean you get to bite in the apple I chose." At those words, the copy's eyes glowed such a beautiful replica of the heart of Dragonspine. Sweat rolled down (Y/N)'s forehead at the sudden overwhelming warmth coming from the copy of the homunculus.
"(Y/N) is mine." The copy hissed. "In fact they have not moved back fo you knowing that you truly are the original."
(E/C) eyes met the teal ones with pure worry. Albedo pushed his body forward as Albedo parries the advancing attacks. But does not realize that the goal had been to put the needed space for (Y/N). "Run (Y/N)!"
Those words only pushed their body to sprint. Having come vigorously before from time to time, it was no wonder that (Y/N) wouldn't get so lost easily. Discarding of Albedo had been in the replica homunculus, however there was no counting back on the further trap Albedo had set him in. "THEY WILL BE MINE! You do not deserve them, I deserve them! I will always deserve more than you-!"
Albedo stepped away as the freezing waters only seemed to further freeze the replica. Albedo looked over his shoulder, his expression stiff at first before it grew darker. "(Y/N) deserves only the best. Whenever that is me or not, they will decide, brother."
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