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An Experimental Kiss

Warnings: Slight description of injuries, OOC?

Genre: Fluff

Pairing: Albedo x Reader

Note: This was pretty rushed as I wanted to offer something in hopes of getting Albedo, but procrastinated until 2 days before his banner :)

Albedo loved you. And he knew you loved him too. ‘I love you’ was your parting message every time one of you left for work, and a fond farewell as you departed into the land of dreams.

You had been in a relationship with Albedo for only 3 months now. But still, he found it strange that no physical affection had been initiated - minus random hugs and holding hands sometimes. Of course, he was fine with you not being comfortable with too much physical affection - but the books Lisa had dumped into his arms one day had stated that the usual relationship had by now become ‘lovey-dovey’, or whatever that meant. Needless to say he was rather confused. Was he meant to initiate it first? When should he start?

He sighed. ‘Relationships are rather complicated, after all…’ he thought to himself.

‘Maybe I’ll just wait for them to come home.’

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Albedo waited anxiously for you to arrive. He had already planned ahead, thinking of all problems that may occur and their solutions - every possibility.

He wasn't ready.

His heart was beating in erratic rhythms. It was irrational, he was prepared, right?

He heard the sound of a key slowly being turned in a lock. His heart was beating wildly now, and a new wave of nervousness overcame him.

The door creaked and opened slowly.

He could hear a sigh escape you as you trudge along the corridor of your home.

He stepped out into the hallway silently, surprising you as you stumbled back.

"Albedo! You scared me half to death! When did you get here?"

Albedo began to speak but then noticed that you had blood running down the side of your forehead, and grazes on your knees and elbows.

He wordlessly rushed you to your kitchen and grabbed the medical kit from a cupboard.

“Lie down. And don’t touch your forehead,” he commanded, putting a few chairs together. You obeyed quietly, removing your hand and moving to sit down on a chair.

“Albedo, I’m fine! Besides, what are you doing here? I thought you were up on Dragonspine doing your research. Why are you here?” He took some gauze and cloth out of the kit.

“That’s not important right now,” He said. “Just stay still.”

He pressed the cloth to your forehead firmly, applying as much pressure as possible. A few minutes passed in silence. Then a few more. The silence was awkward, and he drifted off.. Albedo was so lost in thought that he almost didn’t hear you saying,

“Hey, I think it’s done now.”

Albedo removed the cloth, taking a quick glance at your forehead to check. Deeming it acceptable, he set the cloth aside and rummaged through the medical kit to treat your grazes. He turned around, only to find that you had fallen asleep.

Albedo shook you gently, then sighed as you only continued to sleep more.

‘They look so… peaceful like this,’

Albedo stared for a while, almost confused as to why he felt this way. How he felt like closing the distance between you, touching your face, skin soft beneath his finger. Like bending down slowly to give a soft and gentle-

Wait.

Oh no

‘It seems that upon seeing their injuries, I got distracted from the kiss.’ He glanced at your sleeping face. ‘It doesn’t matter right now. All that matters is that they’re safe.

Still, the urge was present, and Albedo couldn’t take it.

“I hope that they’ll forgive me after this.”

He pressed his lips to yours.

An Experimental Kiss

Warnings: Slight description of injuries, OOC?

Genre: Fluff

Pairing: Albedo x Reader

Note: This was pretty rushed as I wanted to offer something in hopes of getting Albedo, but procrastinated until 2 days before his banner :)

Thank you so much for 115 notes!

Albedo loved you. And he knew you loved him too. ‘I love you’ was your parting message every time one of you left for work, and a fond farewell as you departed into the land of dreams.

You had been in a relationship with Albedo for only 3 months now. But still, he found it strange that no physical affection had been initiated - minus random hugs and holding hands sometimes. Of course, he was fine with you not being comfortable with too much physical affection - but the books Lisa had dumped into his arms one day had stated that the usual relationship had by now become ‘lovey-dovey’, or whatever that meant. Needless to say he was rather confused. Was he meant to initiate it first? When should he start?

He sighed. ‘Relationships are rather complicated, after all…’ he thought to himself.

‘Maybe I’ll just wait for them to come home.’

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Albedo waited anxiously for you to arrive. He had already planned ahead, thinking of all problems that may occur and their solutions - every possibility.

He wasn't ready.

His heart was beating in erratic rhythms. It was irrational, he was prepared, right?

He heard the sound of a key slowly being turned in a lock. His heart was beating wildly now, and a new wave of nervousness overcame him.

The door creaked and opened slowly.

He could hear a sigh escape you as you trudge along the corridor of your home.

He stepped out into the hallway silently, surprising you as you stumbled back.

"Albedo! You scared me half to death! When did you get here?"

Albedo began to speak but then noticed that you had blood running down the side of your forehead, and grazes on your knees and elbows.

He wordlessly rushed you to your kitchen and grabbed the medical kit from a cupboard.

“Lie down. And don’t touch your forehead,” he commanded, putting a few chairs together. You obeyed quietly, removing your hand and moving to sit down on a chair.

“Albedo, I’m fine! Besides, what are you doing here? I thought you were up on Dragonspine doing your research. Why are you here?” He took some gauze and cloth out of the kit.

“That’s not important right now,” He said. “Just stay still.”

He pressed the cloth to your forehead firmly, applying as much pressure as possible. A few minutes passed in silence. Then a few more. The silence was awkward, and he drifted off.. Albedo was so lost in thought that he almost didn’t hear you saying,

“Hey, I think it’s done now.”

Albedo removed the cloth, taking a quick glance at your forehead to check. Deeming it acceptable, he set the cloth aside and rummaged through the medical kit to treat your grazes. He turned around, only to find that you had fallen asleep.

Albedo shook you gently, then sighed as you only continued to sleep more.

‘They look so… peaceful like this,’

Albedo stared for a while, almost confused as to why he felt this way. How he felt like closing the distance between you, touching your face, skin soft beneath his finger. Like bending down slowly to give a soft and gentle-

Wait.

Oh no

‘It seems that upon seeing their injuries, I got distracted from the kiss.’ He glanced at your sleeping face. ‘It doesn’t matter right now. All that matters is that they’re safe.

Still, the urge was present, and Albedo couldn’t take it.

“I hope that they’ll forgive me after this.”

He pressed his lips to yours.

The waiting game

Albedo x child experiment reader Platonic!!

You hated the waiting game

Albedo would have you stay in dragonspine while he went to Mondstat for supplies

"Alright Y/n, I'll be off. Don't leave the camp site until I come back." And with that you watched as he disappeared into the snow.

You never understood why he never took you with him

He never told you that you weren't human

You waited for what felt like hours until you decided to leave the campsite out of curiosity

At first you weren't planing on going to far but when you wanted to go back you realized you were lost

Lost and wondering through the dangerous mountains you wondered into a cave (that cave were you can feed those animals that look like ferrets)

You wanted to go back. You wished you never left.

Using albedo's teachings you made a fire and sat there.

Even with the fire the temperature of dragonspine made it feel like there was no fire at all.

"Kid... Hey kid you alright." An adventurer. They picked you up and wrapped a blanket around you.

Sitting there so long and so cold you could barely hear someone call out to you nonetheless touch you.

"I think that enough for today let's head back."

'Back? Back where' you thought but couldn't voice your questions due to the cold before losing consciousness.

You woke up in the cathedral (though you didn't know that) to a young woman at your side healing you even though it didn't do much considering you weren't human

It was freaking her out. No matter how long she healed you for nothing worked.

*with albedo*

Albedo was starting to leave Mondstat when he was the adventurers carry you wrapped in a blanket.

He followed them to the cathedral to ask what happened.

"We found the poor thing shivering by a dying fire in dragonspine. We couldn't just leave them." One of them said while the other nodded in agreement.

"Thank you for your kindness sirs." Albedo bowed his head slightly before entering the cathedral.

You had woken up at this point was it was clear to see that Barbara was relieved.

Looking around you spot albedo walking towards you and shot up.

"Hey wait you shouldn't be moving yet." Barbara protested but you just ignored her.

Running to albedo and gripping his legs as he placed a hand on your head.

"I told you not to leave the campsite." He said calmly. He was always calm but it still scared you a little.

"I'm sorry Mr. Albedo." You mumbled into his legs.

"It's fine just don't do it again."

"I won't I promise."

From then on you always played the waiting game. No matter how boring it got.

This will live rent free in my head for the month

WoodChuck!!

MonoGeo team!(Art Only)

NSFW, GN!Reader, reader is wearing hoodie, you slept with the team because you got game, subspace mentioned

Arataki Itto's special talent!

Another MonoGeo stuff

NSFW UNDERCUT//PROCEED WITH CAUTION

MINOR DO NOT INTERACT

ᝰ HOW YOU LIKE IT DADDY !

✶ 𓏲ּ ꩜ 𓂅 genshin men and their favorite positions <3

CW; fem! reader, vaginal penetration, sex positions, dacryphilia, breeding, manhandling

MISSIONARY

ayato, heizou, kaeya, lyney, pantalone, wanderer

missionary is not vanilla or boring when it comes to them, especially not when you're crying and begging them to stop when its too much. but do they listen? of course not. why would they when they can see every face you make when you're high on on the feeling of their cock buried deep within you?

laughs and coos at you tauntingly, asks you to speak up whenever you whine their name, telling them they're "too big" and that you're "so full". they will not stop until they have you crying so much tears that your cheeks and the pillow beneath you are stained wet.

COWGIRL / REVERSE COWGIRL

baizhu, dainsleif, diluc, tighnari, venti

loves this position because they can grab at your thighs and hips, also because they can lean back and watch you work hard for your orgasm while still being in control. they'd be so touchy in this position, hands never leaving your body, every inch of you will be caressed by them.

if they're into reverse cowgirl, you're in for a treat! also wouldn't stop touching you, but they would especially target your ass. they're absolutely obsessed with the way it looks whenever you bounce or grind on his dick, trying to make yourself feel good.

PILEDRIVER

albedo, itto, kaveh, kazuha, pierro

putting you into this position just makes them feel so so so good! they can't hold back the primal instinct to breed you while your legs are on his shoulders, and you just physically cannot move, completely in their mercy!

having your legs in the air and body bent meant that they're deeper in you than usual, head of his dock kissing your cervix with every thrust. probably goes a little feral every time you clench around him and ground yourself by grabbing onto his arms.

DOGGY

cyno, gorou, neuvillette, thoma, xiao

doggy but it usually ends up with you lying flat on your stomach, face buried in the mattress or pillow below you, trying your best to breathe. pounds into you so hard you're practically sinking into the bed with him holding your ass up and fucking himself into you like an animal in heat.

meant to do it fifty percent of the time, but the other fifty percent usually happens unexpectedly when they're so lost in the feeling of you pussy and just can't get enough of you. grunts so much, especially when your legs give out and he has to support your whole weight from your hips as he ruts into you.

ALL

al-haitham, capitano, childe, dottore, wriothesley, zhongli

so strong that they easily manhandles you into every other position they feel like at that specific moment. you'd start with missionary and the next second you're in doggy, they'd even hoist you up like you weigh nothing and push you against the wall, lifting you up and fuck you so hard you see stars!

also the type to be so mean about it, knows that you like being manhandled by them, and so they'd tease you each time they do it, smirk so big you want to slap it off of their face. but who has time for that when you're basically like a toy to them, so pliable and all for them to use.

I GOT BUTTERFLIES OMG THIS IS AMAZING

💭 ; bury my heart out of sight (where you don't see me)

synopsis: they planted their heart in the ground, hoping feelings would subside. but they found it sprouting into the world once more (the moment they knew they were in deep but didn't speak their truth)

!! : masterlist.

word count: 2,834

pairings: albedo, itto, scaramouche, xiao x gn!reader (separate)

category: fluff, angst if you squint, modern/high school au, scenarios

warnings: mentions of bruises/injuries in xiao's part, fighting with scaramouche (not too physical)

notes: not afraid to say that the first half of some of these don't make sense- reblogs are greatly appreciated!! might write a part 2 with some other characters or a continuation if this fic does well

ALBEDO.

it was a study of character and emotions in his eyes. a study of character as in he wanted to know why your hands would lace together so nicely with his and why you’d bring a fluttering feeling to his chest when you’d smile. pages upon pages of notes were spread out on the desk, notes with his own observations and some that he’s seen on the internet before. to other’s it must’ve been a surprise to see the usually level-headed blonde so caught up in something that wasn’t a lab experiment. though when said out loud, he just smiled to himself on the inside, for he’s finally experiencing life as it is and not some sort of ship in a bottle.

“albedo?” a small hum leaves his lips, turning in his chair to greet you with a soft smile.

“you’re finally here.” he says, motioning a hand to an empty chair. you take a seat, watching as he sifts through sheets to uncover his sketchbook from beneath the mess and grabbing the pencil from behind his ear “this shouldn’t take too long and sorry again for taking up your time after school.”

“don’t worry about it. i’m in no rush to leave today.” you grin. albedo nods, suppressing the heat that started to creep up his neck. he starts with a few basic outlines on a blank page before letting himself wander and for a while, the soft dance of lead against the paper was the only thing filling the serene silence in the workspace.

“(y/n)?” you blink, tilting your head slightly as light-blue eyes scan your form. a cold hand reaches out, thumb on your chin and the others beneath as he positions your head, making sure the setting sun is hitting you just right. though he doesn’t let go, letting himself bask a little more and to take notice of your features he’s grown to adore.

albedo loves your eyes. that isn’t to say that he doesn’t love all of you, but there was something about the way you gazed at him in the hallways that made him melt. he’s noticed the adoration that pooled within your irises when he’d meet your eyes and the lingering feeling of your touch left him wanting — no — needing more. he wanted to know so badly how a simple glance could have such a great impact. though perhaps coming up to you and asking if he could draw you in the art room wasn’t the greatest way to ease his way into things.

your laugh brings him back to the present; hands gently cupping your face and noses so close they could touch if one of you decided to move.

“albedo?” his eyes trail across your face, from the structure of your brows to the crease of your eyes, before coming to a stop at your lips. temptation rang through him as your curious gaze slowly morphed into a slow understanding. he clears his throat, retracting his hands and stepping back.

“sorry about that.” his heart was beating out of his chest, and it didn’t seem to want to slow down anytime soon, especially when you laugh and give him such a big smile. the words lingered on the tip of his tongue, a simple string of sentences that ended with asking you to be his ready to be released. but instead, he holds them back, shoving them down and only letting out a weak chuckle. there’d be a time for what he wants to say, one that would be perfect and out of a dream but today was not it. he picks up his sketchbook again, rubbing the back of his neck before grabbing his pencil again.

“ah so, where were we again?”

ITTO.

“hey! wait up!” you look back to see itto running towards you, the button up underneath his sweater vest all crumpled and collar undone. it always surprises you how the teachers never seem to scold him for having his uniform all messy. though maybe they just gave up on doing so. he slings an arm around your shoulder, pressing his weight onto you as he hides under your umbrella.

“whew! glad i caught up to you in time before you left.” he grins, bag over one shoulder as his damp hair tickles your neck.

“forget your jacket again, itto?” you chuckle, adjusting the umbrella so it would cover the both of you better “if i’d known that sooner, i would’ve left faster.”

“what? me forgetting my jacket? psh noooooooo as if!” he crosses his arms “it's dangerous to walk home alone y’know so i thought i’d tag along. yeah, to be your bodyguard!

“you know i can handle myself just fine, itto.” you nudge him with your elbow playfully, a smirk on your face.

“oh c’mon!” he groaned “we live close by to each other and i don’t want to go home soaking wet! besides,” he turns his head to face you, a mischievous glint in his eye, before swiping the umbrella out of your hands and starting to jog off “i can always return this to you tomorrow!”

“wait get back here! what happened to wanting to protect me hah?!” his laugh can be heard through the pounding rain as the splash of your footsteps in the puddles only made him run faster. did he feel bad? sort of. itto knew he’d have to make it up to you somehow if you ended up getting sick because of him. apologies wouldn’t mean too much so maybe buying you your favourite snack would work instead. too lost in thought, he failed to notice how your steps have caught up to him.

“hey!” he lets out a grunt as you slap him on the back, making him trip over his own feet. sitting up and rubbing his head, he looks up at your frowning face that didn’t seem to be all too genuine.

“are you hurt?” you ask, picking up the discarded umbrella and scanning him over for any injuries. he patted himself down and gave a thumbs up.

“just my pride and ego but that’s nothing a little kiss wouldn’t fix.” you snort and hold out a hand to him. he takes your hand, fawning on the inside about how perfectly they fit together, before yanking you down to the ground with him, making you drop the one bit of covering you hand in the middle of the street once again.

“bet you weren’t expecting a surprise attack, were ya!” he grins at the sound of your laugh and responds with his own when you wrestle him into a headlock, messing his wet hair around.

“fine you win! but you owe me!” he looks up at you the best he can with his hair in his face and your arm wrapped around his head.

you’d taken off rather quickly after that, using your already soaked through bag as a makeshift umbrella, leaving him with lingering feelings. everything about this felt so right yet so wrong to where he couldn’t help but chuckle. he could only imagine what would’ve happened if he’d accidentally said anything about this. he can’t lose one of his closest friends, not just yet.

“in love with my best buddy, huh?” itto’s grip tightens on your umbrella as he slicks back his hair away from his face “i better not screw this up.”

SCARAMOUCHE.

a string of curses were muttered under his breath as he stormed down the hallway, entering the classroom and shutting the door with a bang. the teacher on duty for the day only gave a half-hearted glare at the cause of the noise as he tossed his bag by a desk. slipping into the desk not too far from yours, scaramouche groans and ruffles his hair, scowling as he sees you resting your head on the desk, arms acting as a pillow. from what he can see, you showed no care that you were stuck in detention and if anything, you appeared more relaxed.

the teacher up at the front closed their book, giving the two of you a pointed look and firm instructions to stay in your seats while they went to go take care of something. the door closed and a beat of silence passed before scaramouche stood abruptly, the chair screeching against the classroom floor. he slams his hands down on your desk, watching you slowly raise your head from your arms to face him and wearing that signature smirk that always sends a rush to his head.

“what now, scara? was the little fight we had in the hallways not enough for you?”

“why did you do it?” his frustrations only grow as you blink, giving no response back. with an angered grunt, he grabs the collar of your shirt and leans over the desk more, pressing you into the back of the seat “answer me!”

“whoa whoa! as far as i’m concerned, i don’t even know what i did besides tossing a few words around.” raising your hands in mock surrender, the smile never leaving your face “want to explain what this is all about?”

“you-” he huffs, a red tone coming to his face as he shuts his eyes “you idiot! you’re insufferable to work with!” he released his hold and threw his hands up in frustration, glaring at you.

“ouch. guess i hit a nerve there.” you rubbed the back of your head with a chuckle “but if you want me to remember then you’re going to have to say it.” he clenched a fist at your words. usually, he’d be able to take on conversations like this one with ease, able to keep a calm face while making the other crumble beneath his words. yet you somehow made him lose all cool. he groaned, cursing under his breath as he regained some of his bearings.

“you- you kissed me in the middle of an argument.” he rubbed his temples “and i want to know why.” you think for a moment, tapping your finger against your lip.

“well, the easy answer is that i just wanted to shut you up.” you give him a closed eye grin “besides from my observations you didn’t object to the action. in fact, you even kissed me back.” scaramouche’s face goes red and this time, he can’t tell if it’s from embarrassment or pure anger. he walks back up to you, leaning on the desk again.

“now you listen here-“ you take his chin in your hand and press you finger to your lips in a shushing motion.

“the teacher’s coming back soon. don’t want to get in trouble for being out of your seat now, do you?” scowling, he yanks himself out of your grasp and flips you off before plopping back in his chair, mouthing to you that this isn’t over and turning his head to the door.

just as you had said, the teacher walked back in, scanning their eyes over the room to make sure nothing was out of place and nodding before sitting back at their desk and opening their book again. crossing his arms, scaramouche lets out a small tsk and looks away from how you’ve gone back to resting your head in your arms. there’s something about you that infuriates him so badly in the way that you question his every word with a teasing smile on your face. just thinking about it makes his cheeks go red (with anger of course). but even he can’t deny that the interactions light up a small bout of joy that makes his usual face start to crack at the sides. he barely registers the teacher saying it’s alright to leave now and runs a hand through his hair, disrupted from thought when you drop a note on the desk before making your way out of the room. hesitantly, he picks it up and unfolds it, grip tightening as he scans the contents.

“thanks for keeping me entertained

on our little detention date, scara

you never fail to amuse me with your antics ;)

(y/n) <3

p.s. if you wanted to be alone with me you should’ve just said so. there’s no need to start a fight in order to do so darling”

with a sigh, he shoves it in his pocket and resists the urge to slam a hand down on the table. So, you want to play the game this way, huh? fine. he’ll indulge in your actions. even if they feel like a nuisance to him.

“i’ve become stupid with this madness, haven’t i?” he mutters, pushing in the chair and walking into the empty hallway “may the best one win.”

XIAO.

he lets out a small grunt as the cloth wet with rubbing alcohol was lightly dabbed against his lower lip. the slow tick of the off-time clock cuts through the weight in the air as he stares at the concentrated look on your face. features gently twisted into a frown with your brows furrowed and the frustrated, yet understanding, look in your eyes. your hand takes his chin and turns his head, inspecting the bruise that started to form on his cheek.

“xiao-” he lightly swats your hand away, not bothering to look at you and using his hand to cover the bruise.

“leave it. i’m fine.” an uncomfortable silence rests over the two of you again. he flexes his hand absentmindedly, wincing slightly at the stiffness in his knuckles and how the reddened skin was starting to bruise as well. his eyes darted around the room, from the stool you were sitting on to the cabinets where you’d gotten the rubbing alcohol from and finally resting on the clock where it read that it was nearing 4:30. slowly moving his gaze back to you, he watched silently as you shifted in your spot, unsure of how to approach him. clenching his fist again with a quiet sigh, he reached his hand out to you, hesitating slightly as you looked at him with quizzical and unsure eyes.

“just... be quick with it.” he closed his eyes, wondering to himself why your hands that held his with so much care made him glow inside, basking in the warmth that you generated in his chest. the rest of it was done in mostly silence, the exception being the small soothing hums that would bubble in your throat whenever you felt his flinch from your grasp.

opening his eyes, xiao turned his head more to face you, watching as you wrapped his knuckles and cleaned off the remaining dirt from his fingertips. pulling his hand back once you were done, he noticed how you eyed the bruise on his face. sighing, he flicked your forehead, lips twitching at the corners as you whined and rubbed the spot. though the lightened moment was quickly snuffed out.

“why did you fight them?” the question made him freeze. “because it was natural” is what he wanted to say since it was. keeping the ones you like closely protected is something that shouldn’t have to be explained. but the way those people made his blood boil with their taunts and words felt different. he felt the way rage bubbled and spilled over into his words and how his vision slowly went red. all that because those words were directed at you. he huffed, crossing his arms.

“they ticked me off. that’s all.” you give a small smile, knowing how he wasn’t telling the full truth. standing from your seat, you placed everything back carefully, closing the cabinets and looking back at him.

“just- please be more careful next time. i worry about you, xiao.” he scoffed, trying to ignore the way his heart picked up and the red hues snaking their way up his neck.

“i’m capable of handling myself. there’s no use for your worry.” you pick up your bag, resting a hand on his shoulder lightly. xiao hated to admit it in his mind but he couldn’t help but slowly sink into your touch.

“even so, i’m always there for you, ok?” he struggles to keep in the whine that threatens to leave his throat when your hand pulls away. reaching for his own bag, he paused for a moment as he registered you saying bye for the weekend and in almost an instant, his body reacted before he could think.

“(y/n). wait” xiao grabbed your hand, stopping your movements as you faced him again with a perplexed look. he could spill everything in this one moment: finally ridding himself of this feeling in his chest for the time being. the words caught in his throat, leaving him open-mouthed with a red face. xiao shudders, everything he wants to say is right there but he just can’t.

“hmph.” he hastily let’s go and averts his eyes away from your quizzical gaze “n-never mind. sorry for keeping you so late and thanks for your help. not that i needed it.”