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kinda wanna write some scaramouche angst lemme go see what offerings the 6k event submissions can provide for me to fulfill this

❝when he rejects you…❞

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a/n: he regrets it

albedo

he was absolutely magnetic. everything about him captivated you despite his low regard for the fickle things in life. the way he spoke, his intellect, and this air of elegance he carried had you swooning in the most pathetic manner possible. it also didn’t help he had a nice voice and was easy on the eyes

who knows, maybe it was your initial infatuation with mondstadt’s chief alchemist, but you suddenly found yourself doing everything you can to get his attention. from fetching random materials he needed for him so he could save his energy, to spending long hours by the base near dragonspine just to ask him he was available to have dinner with you

it all worked out in the end since you did manage to form some semblance of a relationship with him, even though it was mostly platonic. it was painful for all the townspeople who caught wind of your little crush. for a brilliant young man whose intellect rivaled most scholars of the era, they believed albedo was very dense about the situation

they were wrong, though. he knew. he was well-aware of you infatuation because he based your behavior and reaction towards him on the way sucrose would act around him from time to time. in fact, he even knew prior to your realization. he just never bothered to address the matter because of his unwavering perspective on relationships and how emotionally taxing they were

“y/n? what are you doing here?” he asked, without any bother to lift his head from his work desk or to properly greet you like he normally did, “please make it brief. i am very much occupied at the moment as you can see,”

it was tense. you felt like you couldn’t breathe. you shifted your weight from one foot to the other as you remained standing a few feet away from him. taking one deep breath, you closed your eyes then blurted out in one go, “an epiphany hit me last evening and i realized that i harbor feelings for you, ‘bedo. a romantic one at that too. i understand if this all seems so sudden, but i’d like to ask if you could give me the chance to prove my intentions and—“

“is that all?” albedo interjected. his back still faced you, as he continued to tinker around on his desk without any intention of stopping to look at you

“w-what?”

“is that all?” he reiterated, finally ceasing his actions to face you with a blank stare, “it pains me to say this since i enjoy your company, however, it must be addressed.” he shook his head in contempt. it felt like it was directed towards you. “pardon my uncouth language, but i neither accept your confession nor agree with your sentiment,” he started, “what you feel for me isn’t genuine, it’s fleeting. it’s moreso an infatuation than real love.”

you couldn’t believe what you were hearing. you knew how callous he could come across at times, but you never expected him to act so towards you. especially, in a situation like this. “you’re cruel. it’s one thing to reject me, but it’s another to say my feelings for you are fake. spare me the heartbreak, albedo and don’t speak to me anymore. goodbye.”

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The list goes on and on –> (x)

ppl's common sense really leave them whenever they see "adopted" huh.

they're still brothers ya nasty

❝when he rejects you then regrets it…❞

a/n: when he rejects you

note: f!reader ; do not copy ; reblogs are appreciated

albedo

he wasn’t looking for love. it was a hassle in his eyes. he already had enough on his plate with his research expeditions and whatnot, and he didn’t need something so fickle to add on top of it. hence, could anyone really blame him when he rejected your confession?

he admitted he was far more cruel than he needed to be with his choice of words, but how else was he supposed to get his point across without getting your hopes up, still thinking you had a chance? in the end, he believed his reaction towards the situation did you both a favor and there was nothing anybody could say to change judgment on the matter otherwise

however, just because he fooled himself to think he was in the right, it didn’t mean he didn’t feel the inexplicable weight looming in his chest after you told him to never speak to you again before disappearing. it had been weeks, maybe nearing a month, since he last saw you. and strangely enough, it knocked the wind out of him the moment it dawned that your last encounter might truly be the last if he didn’t do anything about it

the next few days were filled with impending anxiety. he was determined. he visited the city to search for you. he checked every location you frequented and even asked a few of your friends for your whereabouts. alas, he was left empty-handed. he hadn’t caught any trace of you anywhere and was justifiably given the cold shoulder by friends

it wasn’t until he applied for a commission from you did he finally get to meet you once more. it felt like a dream. you looked much lovelier than he had last remembered. his eyes skimmed through your features, trying to remember every detail as he prepared for what’s to come

the plan was to deliver the materials he commissioned then leave without another word. alas, none of it happened because as you turned to exit the room, the geo user immediately reached out and firmly yet tenderly grabbed your wrist. “wait… please… please don’t go. not yet.”

“why?” you frowned. you couldn’t understand the sudden change in his attitude. the last time you saw him, he disregarded both you and your feelings as if they were some sort of pest. and now he has the audacity to beg for you company? no… you couldn’t put yourself through this again

detecting the clear hesitance on your face, albedo whispered, “i’m sorry…” you flinched. you didn’t expect this encounter to head towards this direction. not at all. you didn’t know what to feel when you heard the slight crack in his voice as he uttered the last syllable

“…i don’t want your apology …i don’t need it.” you answered, facing the floor to avoid meeting his fixed gaze on your figure, “if that is all, then i’ll be on my way.”

albedo couldn’t do anything but stare helplessly as you jerked your wrist off his hold like it burned you before leaving without saying another word. sensing the ache in his chest at your absence, it eventually clicked in his head why he had such a strong reaction towards your departure and it made his heart drop. “i… i love you.”

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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐘𝐒 𝐈𝐍 𝐀 𝐑𝐎𝐘𝐀𝐋 𝐀𝐔

a/n: i've been so obsessed with royal!au lately so enjoy this! you're a herbalist in this who lives at the palace. (yes this is inspired from snow white with the red hair ehe)

DILUC: the eldest son of the king. he's a dreamboat no doubt; princesses from all over the kingdoms line up to be courted by him but alas, he rejects them all. his father warns him that he must marry soon to strengthen political alliances but little does the king know diluc's heart belongs to you, the royal court herbalist who has somehow managed to capture the young prince's heart.

KAEYA: the second brother to the throne. while he may be adopted and not true royal blood, the kingdom respects him the same. whether it be for his charming nature or the townsfolk fear of the royals, he rules alongside his brother with no protest. he often fakes injuries just to come see you at the clinic, claiming that he truly was hurt and might even have to stay overnight so you can monitor his health.

ALBEDO: the chief herbalist of the royal court. he's the one who appointed you to join the court in the first place. he truly saw lots of the natural potential you carried and admired your love for plants and medicine. he often asks you to accompany him to the greenhouse for assistance when really he just wants to spend more time with you.

THOMA: one of the princes personal advisor. he's always accompanying the princes and king with whatever it may be they need. although he may or may not sneak into your private quarters on evenings just to spend some time with you. he even brings you unique flowers he finds just to impress you.

KAZUHA: apart of the royal guard. he has been appointed to keeping the royal sons safe from any possible danger that may lurk in the dark. he often finds himself slacking off to watch a pretty herbalist walk through the gardens. he's always found you stunning, but isn't sure how to approach you just yet. so for now he'll just leave you small notes of anonymous poetry at your desk for you to ponder over.

CHILDE: the undercover spy from the neighboring kingdom. he was sent on a mission to gather as much intel as he could about the military and political affairs. he didn't meet you until he one day he was training too hard and ended up spraining his ankle. he was forced to spend time with you since you were attending to his injuries for the next several days. but he slowly found himself hopelessly falling for you. maybe he could take you away from this horrid place.

morning light with diluc ? :0

prompt: morning light + diluc warnings: gn!reader, mentions of previous nights activities, references to nudity, fluff

you slowly stir to life, eyes still closed, as the warm rays of sunlight shift onto your eyes. with a grumble, you roll away from the direction of the window and bump into an oddly hard, giant intruder in your bed. your eyes groggily creep open, wanting nothing more than to close themselves and for you to return to sleep. yet, curiosity prevails and you’re met with the thoroughly amused face of none other than diluc ragnvindr.

oh, that’s nice, you think to yourself, eyes fluttering closed. i’ve had a crush on diluc for a while.

before you can return to sleep, a subdued chuckle escapes diluc’s lips and your eyes snap back open in a hurry with sudden realization of two facts. one: this is not your room, nor is it your bed. two: diluc ragnvindr, your best friend and long-term crush, is laying in bed next to you. as memories of the night’s prior events slowly return to the forefront of your mind, you feel heat rise to your face in embarrassment. right. last night, you had stayed past closing at angel’s share, wanting to spend time with your best friend. like usual, he had invited you to stay with him at dawn winery in one of the spare bedrooms, but your typical late night conversation had led to your lips upon his, his hands upon you, and ended with your current predicament: the two of you together in his bed in the morning.

“good morning,” diluc greets you as you stare at him with wide eyes. his voice rumbles with the effects of sleep and you feel an even greater amount of heat rise to your face at the utterly intimate tone his words have.

"g... good morning," you squeak back as your voice is also altered by sleep. amusement and affection swim within the ruby-colored pools of his eyes and you watch as his lips twitch upwards in a smirk. his hand cups the side of your face gently, callouses brushing over the smooth skin of your jawline and cheeks, and diluc presses a chaste kiss to your forehead before sitting up.

"would you care for breakfast?" diluc asks, as if last night hadn't changed anything between the two of you. scarred skin and defined muscles greet your eyes as the sheets fall from his chest and another quiet laugh escapes diluc as he notices your break in eye contact to stare at the exposed skin.

"uh," you begin, staring directly at his sculptured abdomen. "breakfast... yeah... sounds great."

your voice is distant and you realize you're spacing off as you stare at him, so you return your eyes to his. fortunately for you, diluc only looks entertained by your blatant ogling. he nods in return, lips threatening to crack open into a full-on grin, before moving out of bed and standing up. you rapidly avert your eyes from the exposed site before you and, in return, diluc finally breaks out into full-on laughter at your flustered state.

"come on," diluc urges after tugging on a pair of flannel pajama pants. "breakfast is important."

he tosses a pair of pajamas and an old shirt to you as well, sparing you the discomfort of having to re-wear the previous night's old clothes. pink finally dusts his cheeks as you stand up from the covers and, much like you had before, diluc's gaze moves to study the floor rather than you. as you finally shuffle over to him, diluc extends a shy hand out to you.

much like you, you realize, diluc is nervous of rejection. he also fears that you would regret the prior night's events. but, as you interlace your fingers with his, his expression calms and diluc finally breaks out into a full grin, despite the shy blush that dusts his cheeks.

how about 'if I kissed you, I don't think I'd be able to stop' from the prompt list with our favorite red batman?

pairing: diluc x gn!reader

the first snowfall of the season begins at night. it's rather unceremonious, despite the warm feeling of change it stirs within your heart. a single snowflake falls to the ground, followed by another and another, until the ground is covered in a thin layer of white powder. it arrives quieter than the rain does and will leave far more slowly, but you don't mind.

instead, you brush off the snow on the railing before you and lean your weight onto it, forearms resting against the cool marble. if you had known it would snow, you would have dressed for the occasion. instead, you wear autumnal clothing designed for breezy nights, with snowflakes collecting on the weavings of a sweater thick enough to keep out the dampness of the frozen water.

you let out a huff of air as a test, watching as it forms a faint cloud of vapor before swirling away into the night sky. at the sight combined with the chill that slowly seeps into your veins, you shiver.

"i thought i would find you out here," a familiar voice says, causing you to snap out of your thoughts. you blink owlishly, but don't bother to turn around to see who approaches. you don't need to see the familiar mop of red hair to know that it's none other than diluc ragnvindr. the party that carries on inside appeals to neither of you. you are only surprised that you were the first one to make it to the balcony.

"is that so?" you muse, glancing up at the night sky. the lights of the mondstadtian city, still vibrant this early into the evening, prevent you from being able to see the stars above. perhaps i can dream, however, you think, eyes focusing on the brightest star in the sky that still manages to shine through the veil of light pollution.

footsteps make their way over to you, echoing across the stone tile. diluc stops next to you, just close enough that your arms would brush if you chose to lean onto his shoulder. you don't opt for the romantics, instead choosing to look at him with a tilt of your head.

"do you not have business to attend to?" you ask. despite diluc's avoidance of pompous affairs such as this, he's often too savvy of a businessman to pass up the opportunity for another entrepreneurial venture that the wealthy elites within the halls of these parties provide.

"do you not have duties to perform within the event?" diluc asks in return, tone devoid of any real accusation. his gaze moves to look over his shoulder and back at the bustling party, but returns to you as you begin to speak, glancing at you with fondness.

"i-" you begin, but you unintentionally cut yourself off as you shiver once more. with an efficiency reserved only for mondstadt's most eligible bachelor, diluc immediately shrugs off his coat. your lips tremble due to the cold weather, but the way diluc's eyebrows furrow in concern at your chilled state has any protests dying on your lips.

for once, you let the redhead assist you, remaining quiet as he drapes his coat around your shoulders. he fusses with the collar a bit and you don't fail to notice the way his cheeks turn red. its something that cannot be attributed to the cold weather, yet you avert your gaze and smile softly, not wanting to ruin the intimate gesture.

"thank you." your words are spoken earnestly. his coat is warm, smelling faintly of fresh cedar, and you quietly wonder what exactly its made of to be this comfortable.

"no need to thank me," diluc reassures before clearing his throat.

"ditching the party just to provide me with your coat? that deserves some sort of reward, doesn't it?" you tease, knowing exactly which buttons to press after knowing diluc for so long.

diluc's eyes flutter closed for a brief moment as he lets out an exasperated sigh. it seems that even he has learned over the years as well. his eyes slowly open up and he glances over at you with a deadpan expression. he relents.

"i suppose, as long as it is not anything extravagant.”

diluc’s concession is immediately one he regrets as your expression turns mischievous. the few snowflakes that gather on your eyelashes fail to hold you back. instead, you lean in closer to him, nearly touching but not quite.

“hm,” you ponder. “what exactly could you want from me?”

you already know the answer.

diluc’s gaze flickers down to your lips.

you receive the confirmation you needed. swallowing your own nervousness, you muster up your sweetest smile for him and tilt your head slightly, gazing at him intently. diluc swallows at the intensity of your gaze, yet the smoldering embers of his eyes dare not to look away.

“a kiss, maybe?” you breathe and you watch as diluc’s breath clouds into the air. his lips part slightly and he clears his throat, before lifting the back of his palm up to his mouth and glancing away bashfully.

“if i kissed you,” diluc confesses in a low tone as he attempts to gather his composure. “i do not believe that i would be able to stop.”

“oh? should we test that theory, then?”

under the first snowfall of the year, you and diluc share your first kiss. the only audience is found in the snowflakes that gather in your hair. diluc cups the side of your face gently and his hand warms you more than the coat around your figure does and, greedily, you lean into the warmth, unsure if you’ll ever be able to get enough of it.