When The "sad Little Meow Meow" Suddenly Becomes "my One And Only Life Purpose"

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𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐃 𝐎𝐔𝐓 — 𝐂𝐇 𝟏

chapter 1 — strained relationships.

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You watched with bright, hopeful eyes as the Player began to choose their party members. When it came to the second slot, their brows furrowed in contemplation briefly before they selected you.

You let out a joyful exclamation, pleased that you were going to be used.

You must’ve been blessed with an extraordinary Player— you had only released five minutes ago and they had already managed to obtain you, a five star character! It was praiseworthy.

“Ah? You must be Y/N?” A cool, masculine voice called out to you, causing you to glance to your right, eyes landing on a certain blue-haired male.

Your eyes lit up with recognition— you had heard a lot about him. Wasn’t he the Calvary Captain of the Knights of Favonius? What was his name, again? Kayden… Karen… Kai… oh, Kaeya—! That’s his name.

You beamed, nodding, “Yep, that’s me! And you must be the famous Kaeya. It’s wonderful to meet you,” you say.

The blue-haired male chuckled, seeming to be amused by your choice of words. “Famous? I’m not so sure about that,” he remarked. You opened your mouth to reply, only for a voice to interrupt you.

“I agree. He’s more infamous for seducing the hardworking citizens of Mondstadt.”

You glanced to your right to see a red-haired male glaring daggers at Kaeya, arms folded across his chest. Oh, another person you recognized! Your Player really was impressive.

“Me?” Kaeya arched a brow, “I’m not sure about that. How about you, my dear brother? Somehow, you managed to get Donna to fall for both of your identities. Now isn’t that a feat?”

The pyro user narrowed his eyes at his brother. “I believe in numbers, Kaeya, and I think you have quite the record.”

Upon seeing the rising tension between the two brothers, you quickly interjected, not wanting a fight to start up, especially since you were sandwiched right in the middle of them both. Ugh, your ears wouldn’t be able to take it.

You leaned a little closer to Diluc, giving him a quick wave paired with a cheeky smile, “Hi there,” you chirp, “You must be Diluc! I’m Y/N, the newest playable character.”

Diluc finally noticed you, blinking once before returning your greeting. “I apologize for that,” he murmured, “That must’ve not been a very good first impression of me.”

You merely smiled, “Oh, no worries, I understand. Siblings can be quite infuriating something,” you laughed.

Just as those words left your lips, another character was added into the party, taking up the last slot. Your eyes widened upon seeing who it was.

“Childe!” You exclaimed gleefully the same time Diluc exclaimed, “The Fatui?!”

You stopped, happy expression faltering as you glanced over at Diluc, who looked at you with a shocked expression on his face. You knew exactly what he was thinking— you know this guy?

“Oh— oh, don’t worry, he’s trustworthy,” you say quickly. Well, not really, but he wouldn’t kill you… probably.

Being stuck in the development stages for months gave you quite a lot of time to observe characters, and you knew that Childe wasn’t heartless. Terrifying at times, yes, but not heartless. His love for his family really showed that.

The ginger returned your grin with one of his own, not fazed in the slightest by a new face.

“Hey there!” He greeted, beaming, “Y/N L/N, right? I’ve heard plenty about you, and it seems like you’ve heard a lot about me, too.”

You nodded rapidly, “Well, yeah!” Your smile turned into a bit of a smirk, “You’re Zhongli’s sugar daddy.”

Silence.

Then, Childe burst out in laughter, doubling over. “I-is that what they’re calling me, now?” He snorted, “Y’know, you’d think that with my three names, they’d settle for at least one of them, but no.”

You quickly glanced over at both of the males standing next to you. Kaeya looked mildly amused while Diluc… not so much. You could practically hear the gears turning in his head as he pieced things together.

You then glanced back at Childe, “Well, I mean— it’s not necessarily a bad nickname?? I mean, you’re getting more attention.”

The ginger nodded, “True, true. I guess you can’t ask for much else, huh?” He wiped a tear away, “Well, it’s great to meet you, Y/N.” His eyes glimmered with mirth, “I have a feeling we’ll get along excellently.”

Did Childe just say that to me?! Your mind screamed, I just got acquainted with someone rich as hell!

Technically, he was a criminal, too, but we weren’t going to talk about that.

You swallowed down the urge to jump around and cheer, thinking up something to say to hopefully continue the conversation. The Player, however, then opened up the character screen, switching to your character, and began to level you up.

Once you were up to level eighty, the Player exited the screen and began to grind a certain domain over and over again, seeming to be trying to get a certain artifact. This was what you did for the next week or two, over and over again.

You understood the pain of being a main, now.

Of course, it was enjoyable, but was definitely tiring. You notified that every time you did a domain, by the end of it, you were completely out of breath, while the three males seemed completely fine.

Luckily, on the fifteenth day, the Player finally managed to get the artifact set they were grinding for. Any longer and you swore your soul would’ve left your body.

They then teleported to a statue— the one near the big tree in Mondstadt— and logged off.

“Whoa!” Childe exclaimed, “It is windy here—!”

“That’s why it’s called Windrise,” you shout at him, hoping he could hear you over the whipping winds, which seemed to be strangely violent today, “And Mondstadt is under the control of the Anemo Archon— what did you expect?”

“True,” he admitted, “Can we get out of here, though? Going to Angel’s Share would be much better than sitting here for the next few days, straining our voice.”

Kaeya jumped on the opportunity, “I agree, don’t you think so, brother?”

The redhead glared at the cryo user before eventually caving when you pointed out that he had been away from work for a whole two weeks. Yep, you knew his weak spot— he was a workaholic.

Soon enough, the four of you were in the tavern— Diluc behind the counter, Kaeya and you sitting at the bar, and Childe… somewhere, probably blackmailing someone.

“Ah, this is much better,” the cryo user hummed, twirling a glass full of wine with his nimble fingers, “It’s been a while since I’ve had a glass of wine.”

You sipped at your own drink, “Really? I’m surprised.”

“Hm?” The blue-haired male raised an eyebrow, “How come?”

“Wine is your favorite drink,” you reply, “And from what I’ve heard, you indulge yourself in it often.”

Kaeya chuckled briefly. “Whoever is telling you this is making me sound like an alcoholic.”

You laughed along with him, “But isn’t that what you are?” You joked.

“What? Of course not,” he said, feigning an overly dramatic innocent expression before immediately dropping it, “You’re beginning to sound like Diluc, you know.”

You paused very briefly, unsure of how to reposed to that. Was that good or bad? You knew that his relationship with the redhead was very strained, and so the last thing you wanted to do was to accidentally strike a nerve.

Kaeya seemed to understand what you were thinking, because he smiled and added, “I’m joking. You looked so serious just now,” he chuckled.

You blinked, snapping out of your thoughts, “I… did?”

The blue-haired male nodded. “Mhm hm. I didn’t even know you could make that expression.”

Heat rushed to your cheeks in embarrassment, “Oh, well, uh—“ you were cut off by Diluc’s voice, causing you to glance over at the redhead.

“We should get going now,” he advised, “The Player said they were only taking a short break.”

You nodded, getting up, “Alright.” You glanced around the tavern before your lips dropped into a frown, face visibly paling, “Hey, uh… where’s Childe?”

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Context Means I Love You (Albedo x GN! Reader)

Reader is a bit oblivious, featuring some Kaeya Shenanigans!

This has been sitting in my drafts for so long that I'm surprised it hasn't grown mold! Now that I have this done, I want to write more Genshin stuff, starting with my biases!

I hope y'all enjoy!

    Wherever you went, his eyes were never far behind. With each caught glance, he gave a confident smile. With each candid sketch, he left you a note about what you were doing at the moment and why he found it interesting. 

If you were spending time with Klee, she would always insist on playing house where you were married to him. In those moments of play, he always indulged in her fantasy by holding your hand, waist, or putting a hand on your opposite shoulder. 

    In times when you were helping him with his research, he always commented on how helpful you were and that he’d be struggling with this certain project without you. If your hair were to fall into your face while you were working with him, he’d take some time to gently move it away, tracing your face with just the tip of his fingers. 

    When you’re caught up with your own work and nearly drowning, he drops everything he can to come to your aid, assisting with every step of the way. 

    “But he’s just nice! That’s how Albedo is!” You argued with a cocky cavalry captain, your current companion for paperwork. Because your job was the Knights of Favonius’s Logistics Operator, it was your responsibility to keep the organization running smoothly. You took on many responsibilities, from accountant to liaison to the public, it often involved you running around and helping whoever you could. Today’s project was to complete a pile of paperwork and reports that Kaeya had neglected for too long, and was due in 24 hours. 

    “Just how he is, you say?” Kaeya signed another document with ease before you slid it out from under his pen and placed down a fresh one. “Everything I’ve described is the descriptor of a man in love.” 

    “I think you’re just trying to get me flustered so you can run out of here and leave me to forge your signature again…” You deadpanned the sneaky captain, and he could only smile and shrug. 

    “Now why would I do that…” His sarcastic tone let you in on his joke, angering you enough to hit his desk with a rolled stack of unsigned reports, reminding him that you aren’t a pacifist about paperwork. 

    But even then, his words were infectious. Albedo was rather kind to you, and his intimacy was one only the two of you shared. He was always so gentle with you, and even on occasion he would find ways to just be close to you. One such occasion resulted in Kaeya ending up on the floor after having a chair snatched from under him. 

    “I think we’re just close, he’s just the kind of person who’s really observant and mentions things he likes about people out of the blue!” 

    “He doesn’t do that with me.” Kaeya rebutted again. “He only says all that kind of stuff about you. I think it’s his way of saying he likes you.” 

    “He’s not thinking about me like that,” You argued again, and Kaeya stopped moving his pen. He dragged his gaze upward along with a single eyebrow and a plain line on his lip. 

    “So what about you? Do you like him?” 

    You could only stare back with a stunned look and strawberry cheeks. Kaeya’s grin widened to Cheshire proportions. Jackpot. He knew something was up between you two, whether it was Albedo pinning one-sidedly or you pinning while rationalizing any sort of affection sent your way. Maybe it was admiration for the alchemist that caused you to be so blind, or maybe it was some deep self-loathing. Either way, here you were, now wide open for an evasive maneuver. 

    “I- I can’t speak of my own feelings in a professional setting.” You tried to swerve away from the question, but Kaeya already had you right where he needed you. 

    “Strange, wasn’t a problem a few moments ago. We’re friends, we can talk about things while we work!” Kaeya gave a deceptive saccharine grin. 

    “Yes, but it isn’t proper to discuss such intimate matters where people can hear-” 

    “My door is closed, you put up a “Do not disturb” sign outside my door, and it’s a day off for most Knights,” Kaeya argued. “I doubt anyone is going to hear how you feel about our dear alchemist.” 

    You shifted your jaw. It would be nice to have a small discussion on your feelings, just to get it out of your system. Of all the people that you knew who could keep a secret, Kaeya is king. The only other people who could probably keep one just as well would be Noelle and Albedo himself. You and Noelle chat when she does chores around the headquarters, but you never felt like you could keep her long enough to have engaging conversations. And when it came to Albedo, well, you couldn’t discuss this matter with him in a million years, lest he does not feel the same. 

    So now is a golden opportunity, and you knew Kaeya knew this. This may have been his end goal, but the bait was a little too tempting. As much as Kaeya would be an insightful discussion partner, he had his own end game in mind. 

    The best you could do is try and control the conversation. A battle of wits would be needed to keep Kaeya here and sign papers. If you could stall him, you might get through a decent chunk of this before you both have to start signing. 

    Round one. Begin! 

    “I-, I might have some feelings, but I don’t know…” You took a paper from under Kaeya again and place another one with him, tapping it twice with your index finger to let him know where his approval was needed. He instinctively went and checked the text, signing it quickly after. This would be a majority of your strategy while acting coy. 

    After handing back the paper and earning a new one, Kaeya spoke up. “You don’t know? What is there to know?” After signing the document, he rallied the mind games back to you. You didn’t need to think before placing down another one and tapping the page again. 

    “Don’t get me wrong, I like him a lot, but I can’t get my hopes up.” You ignore Kaeya’s feigned concern and provide him with another document, once again tapping the page. After the third time, he observed this rhythm and began plotting. If that was your only strategy against him, you’re in a lot of trouble. 

    “I’ve already explained to you everything I’ve observed, so I don’t think of it as getting your hopes up.” Kaeya subtly changed his strategy by taking your tapping out of the equation. He began accepting his documents from your hand directly, dictating the signing to go at his own pace, but now he needed a new plan for how he’s going to divert your attention from him. With the document hand-offs, you began making eye contact each time. Tricky, but not the end of the world. 

    “Even before thinking about my feelings, though, he’s a friend above all else. Maybe we’re just really close friends.” 

    “What kind of close friends do you have?” within that split second of snark, you were able to turn the pace around. You quickly slid the next paper on his desk and tapped the line to sign. 

    Ah, you’re onto him. 

    “I can’t lose that close of a friend if it is just his normal praise. He means so much to me.” you once again observed the turning of pace as he quickened. This strategy confused you a bit, but you decide to roll with it. 

    “I think you’re being too cautious. What if I were to do the same things Albedo did, eh?” 

    “I’d smack you.” You deadpanned. 

    “Ah, you wound me.” Kaeya chuckled as a set of papers quickly piled up on the corner of his desk. “But you admitted to it, his advances are special in comparison.” 

    You shifted your jaw again, wondering what his next move was, but he showed no signs of slowing down. The papers continued to amass on the corner of his desk. Kaeya continued his thought. 

    “If you aren’t going to get your hopes up, and you don’t want to jeopardize your relationship with Albedo, then why not try and date someone else?” 

    “Because I’m not interested in a relationship at the moment!” 

    “Then this conundrum with Albedo should be solved. He can move on and compliment other people like that.” 

    Your face warped with that comment, causing you to look down for just a moment. Is that what you want? Isn’t that just how Albedo talks? Or have you been secretly wishing and hoping it was a special connection? Have you been yearning for him to just take you into his arms and whisper sweet nothings into your ear? 

    “I guess you’re right then…” You admitted out loud as your eyes dare not move from the fine rug of the office. “I guess I can’t accept that, I care too much about-” 

    You looked up to an empty chair and desk. 

    Kaeya had flown the coop. 

    You immediately tried to run to the window, but the second part of his plan is enacted, and just as you were about to round the desk, the precariously placed papers on the corner flew with a breeze. The breeze came from Kaeya’s escape route, a window, and you immediately panicked and prioritized the paperwork. You snatched each sheet from the air and floor before clipping them all together and rushing to the window. 

    But it was too late. Kaeya was gone. He had slipped from your grasp and was now somewhere in the wind. You groaned as you look back at the paperwork left to sign, and knew what this meant. 

    You’d have to forge his signature again. For at least the next 5 hours. 

    You screamed his name out the window, causing some of the birds resting on the roof to flee. You gripped the open window sill and begin to whisper threats into the wind. 

    “I swear, when I get my hands on that man, I’m gonna-” you’re interrupted however when a voice calls from below. 

    “Is everything alright?” His voice is calm, smooth, and filled with concern for you. As gentle as it was, it still caused you to jump. Lo and behold, it’s Albedo. You flustered at his upward gaze at you, eyes a dreamy blue. “Hang in there, I’ll come up to you.” He asserted and quickly makes his way inside. You sighed. Maybe you can rope him into doing some of this work with you, as it is partially his fault that Kaeya got away. 

    Not that he needed to know that. 

    “Ah, I see.” Albedo was brought up to speed on the current conundrum, minus a few details. “So now Captain Kaeya has left you to be his personal secretary again.” Albedo’s calm voice dripped with disdain. He didn’t approve of shirking off all this work on you when you had plenty else to do already. 

    “Yeah, so now I have to do what I normally do and forge his signature on these documents. He’s already read over them on the field, but he couldn’t sign them. He always puts this task off until the last minute.” you sighed as you run a hand through your hair. “I’ll probably take these to my office to complete, but since I’m forging his signature it’ll take me a while…” you begin to lift a box, but Albedo quickly rushes to your side.

    “Please, allow me to help,” Albedo ran his hands over yours, giving you a smile before he took the box from your grasp. Your heart raced at his touch, and your stomach flipped at his smile. 

    “This will take a while, you don’t have to,” 

    “I must repay all of your kindness, you’ve helped me more times than I can count. Besides, I enjoy your company.” 

    Your face ran red, and all you can do to reply is nod. 

    His vision made short work of the transportation, and in no time you both are sat elbow to elbow at your desk, scribbling out Kaeya’s name over and over again. Through light chatting, Kaeya’s signature becomes muscle memory. Albedo picked it up faster than you did when you first had to forge Kaeya’s signature, but you chalked it up to Albedo’s artistic talents. 

“I’m appalled that Kaeya would leave you to this as if you were his personal secretary.” His flat tone was slightly more intense than usual, but it faded as quickly as it came on. “But I suppose that’s alright because it means he’s no longer monopolizing your attention.”  

    “Monopolizing?” you questioned, and his pen stopped. 

    “Yes, I was hoping you’d accompany me to dinner tonight, but I don’t think that’ll happen now.” he placed a hand to his chin before continuing. “It’s a shame. You’re always the most joyous when you’re eating at our favorite restaurant. I think they’ll be closed by the time we’re done.” 

    “Man! I didn’t know you had that planned!” you sighed. You two went to dinner often, so the idea of going to dinner again wasn’t too out of the ordinary. Kaeya’s words, however, began to ring in the back of your head. ‘He does this with no one else.’ 

    “Ah, then maybe we could make something. I’d be happy to make you whatever you like.” Albedo remarked, causing you to flush at his wording. If you were to remove all the context of his words, then it really does sound like what Kaeya described. 

    Albedo really does sound like a man in love. 

    But it can’t be, right? It can’t be that. Your hand began to move on its own as you write down the forged signature over and over again. 

    “That sounds nice, but um-” You hesitated, you didn’t want to upset the balance, but Kaeya’s words nagged you. Maybe you can ask it in a way that’s not implying a relationship. Albedo heard the hesitation in your voice and immediately gave you all his attention. “You know, I know it’s normal for us, and we’ve done this a lot, but um, I was wondering if you also knew-” you tripped over your own thoughts on trying to form sentences. You didn’t know what to say. All you could say is what Kaeya said to you. “If you knew it makes us look like a couple. Someone pointed that out to me recently,” 

    Albedo could only stare at you. Each second felt like a century with his silence lasting several. He blinked a few times, trying to form his own words. Eventually, he placed a hand on your thigh and spoke. 

    “Was I not being forward enough?” Albedo responded with his usual sincerity and tone, which gave you whiplash from the pure juxtaposition of his words. “It was at first Klee’s idea. She wanted me to just tell you how I felt, so I began telling you everything. I thought I was being forward, so I waited for you to advance.” Albedo continued. “I wasn’t aware that you hadn’t caught on.” 

    “Wait, so you’ve been-” You attempted to straighten out your flustered thoughts, but his hand placement began to burn in your mind. All the times he’s touched you told you things, made time for you…

    How could you be so dense?! 

    “However, I still stand by my decision of not advancing until you do, but I will make things clearer.” He stared you dead in the eyes before speaking. “I care for you immensely. I want to have a romantic relationship with you and only you. If you are not ready, I will continue to wait for you.” 

    Your wide eyes were transfixed on him as he waited patiently for your response. Everything you had missed, every single time he complimented you, every single time he took you to dinner, every time he did any sort of meaningful gesture towards you, 

    It was because he was in love with you. 

    After you picked your jaw up off the floor, you quickly realized you had to answer him. You had practiced this moment in your thoughts and idle daydreams, but with the situation now staring you down, it was like you were a lamb in the presence of a lion.

    “Y-Yes!” You blurted out but clenched your jaw as your hasty and panicked reply. “I mean! I want you! I mean! Romantically! I-” You clutched your face out of embarrassment. This wasn’t the fantasy that you had about this. You wished you could both evaporate and redo this moment. 

    Albedo, however, took the moment into his own hands by cupping your face. This may not be the perfect fantasy you imagined, but here was your prince. A prince whose skin was as smooth as porcelain, and barely betrayed him when emotions ran high. He stared into your eyes, waiting for the next move, debating if he should just take the leap and advance. 

    He had been so patient up until this point. He would be patient once more, and of course, he would be direct. He gazed deeply into your eyes, a hint of desire sprung from his pupils as his eyelids shaded them. 

    “May I kiss you?” 

    The question was so simple, yet it absolutely wrecked your heart. You felt a bit woozy as you nodded, desperate to feel his lips on yours, but absolutely shocked by how fast everything was going. Your face was such a deep red that Albedo made a note of how he wanted to mix that color and store it somewhere, as it was your emotions for him rising to the surface. 

    Albedo smiled a bit, before pulling your face into his, allowing for a sweet yet hungry kiss. You couldn’t help but melt into him, quickly wrapping your arms around him, gently playing with the end of his hair with one of your hands. The other grabbed ahold of the back of his jacket in an attempt to stabilize yourself. Albedo felt your need for support and took one of his hands to your waist. He guided the kiss just enough to where his passion was conveyed, but he still waited on you before moving on to anything more. The moment you gave him an inch, he would give you back a mile. His yearning shone through with each gentle touch and pensive sigh, but eventually, he, although unwillingly, pulled away from you. 

    You continue to hold onto him for dear life, catching your breath at the fantasy that had just taken place. Your hand gripping his clothing as he gently fixed your hair and smiled at how you clung to him. He loved how your body lit itself like a fire when you got embarrassed or passionate, and he fell in love with the look on your face when it was freshly kissed. He gave in and gave you one more kiss before turning his attention to the stack of work that Kaeya had shirked off onto you earlier that day. 

    “As much as I want to continue, we have to finish your work first. After that, I’ll make you dinner.” Albedo’s words were so matter-of-fact as if he wasn’t holding you in his hands like putty. “Let’s get back to work. I want you all to myself later.” after finishing his sentence, he blessed you with one last kiss as he kisses your forehead. 

    You swallow your beating heart and try and adjust so you can once again sign off on all the papers in front of you, but Albedo did not remove his non-dominate hand from you the entire time. He instead elects to rub circles into your skin with his thumb, showering you with affection even while he was scratching away at Kaeya’s signature. Your words were jumbled, and your brain a mess as Albedo filled your head. With each circle made with his thumb, a memory is brought to the surface where his actions were misconstrued, and he meant to be romantic. All the times he found excuses to touch you and hold you close, now he’s gotten the permission he needs to lovingly caress you. Or maybe, he always has, and the context has changed for you. Nothing had changed, and yet everything had changed.

    Thank god you had Kaeya’s signature down to a science, otherwise, your brain would have self-imploded from the bliss that Albedo had always provided you.

My Oc and her stoic moody asexual bf

Took me 3 days to finish but I finally managed to finished it with the help of coloring and some rendering from my friend✨

I just want to be delulu and ship my oc with geo coz i love him sm and hyugo.

Imagine waking up in this man's bed everyday

hey. 😈 enjoy

Someone made my head cannon, im gonna cry- this is so WHOLESOME AAAAAA❤

Does some of y'all have this smiling eyes or idk what it's called but hopefully you know what it is, people who have a smiling eyes are just the most adorable beings. Imagine your genshin men adore you smiling. (They actually do)

Someone pls have to make headcannons of these-

MY BB CAME HOME AT 72 PITY OMG 😭

Cute aggression over my lover boy Aventurine pls🥺

He's so gorgeous, i love sm (literally cried after the quest)

pls accept this capcut test featuring kento yamazaki aka the loml who doesn’t know I exist

hear me out!

Reader was in a relationship with aventurine and Dr. Ratio, BUT! It was like Aventurine and Rayio liked eachother more than they liked the reader!

You following along?

Good! Cause I'm not done!

THEN! Reader goes to bar gets a little tipsy (read as drunk) and ends up venting their sadness and frustration to kind strangers willing to listen! (Aka Argenti and Boothill!) Things end up almost getting, suggestive to say the least before reader ends up stopping any more advances and leaves, little does reader know that her encounter with Argenti and Boothill would leave them desperate for more...

(Basicaly Yandere poly Argenti and Boothill x Reader)

And, this is just something else I wanted to say but what if Aventurine and Ratio notice reader kinda drifting away, ad they notice that reader is starting to make more friends and reader starts trying to spend less time with them? Maybe somehow they findout Argenti and Boothill are obsessed with reader? I see Aventurine and Dr. Ratio being possessive of things or people they consider "theirs" and slowly they start becoming as obsessive as Boothill and Argenti and now reader has 2 couples vying for her attention!

( I totally understand if this is to much or confusing!)

“I Wanna Make You Mine”

Summary: You are in a relationship with Aventurine and Ratio, but you began to feel like an afterthought as your partners’ interest in each other overshadows your bond. One night, seeking solace and a brief escape from your lonely frustrations, you meet two enigmatic strangers at a bar—Argenti and Boothill. Both quickly become captivated by you, their admiration bordering on obsession. You find yourself ensnared in a dangerous game of affection and desire, with each group willing to do whatever it takes to win your undivided attention. The question is; Who are you going to be choosing?

Tags: Aventurine x Reader x Ratio, Argenti x Reader x Boothill, Polyamory, Not really a love triangle since you pulled 4 men/Love pentagon, Jealousy & Possessiveness, Yandere Themes, Slow Burn Romance, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Pining, Longing, Light Drunkenness, Obsessive Behaviour, Emotional Tension, Emotional Angst, Slight Cheating Behaviour.

Warnings: Possessive and Obsessive Behaviour, Light Alcohol Use, Yandere Themes, Emotional Distress, Do not try this at home or think this is cute and all. This is fictional.

A/N: DON'T WORRY ANON I UNDERSTOOD YOUR REQ!! 🤭 THIS IS MY FIRST TIME WRITING FOR LIKE POLYAMORY RELATIONSHIP (SO DON'T COME AFTER ME IF I DID SOMETHING WRONG!!) AND YANDERE SOMETHING! 😪 I personally don't ship anyone in HSR but for the sake of this fic, they're being shipped.

In the dim glow of a hazy bar, the soft clinking of glasses and murmurs filled the air as you downed your third drink. The evening had started with only a desire to escape the gnawing ache that Aventurine and Ratio had unwittingly left in your heart. For so long, you had been the third in your relationship, watching the connection between them bloom far more intensely than their affection for you. It was hard to pinpoint when exactly you began to feel this way, but tonight, the loneliness finally hit.

You sighed, stirring your drink absentmindedly, lost in thought until a warm voice cut through the fog of your mind.

“Are you alright?” Looking up, you were met with the striking gaze of a man with fiery red hair and green eyes that sparkled with curiosity and concern.

“Y-yeah, I’m fine...” you muttered, masking your sadness with a weak smile. But even before the words left your mouth, you knew they were unconvincing.

“Ah, doesn’t look like it to me.” drawled another voice from beside you. Turning, you found yourself facing a man who looked like he walked straight out of a rugged holo-western. He had a silver gleam in his eye and a smirk that promised trouble, yet there was something comforting in his casual demeanor.

They introduced themselves—Argenti, the knightly-looking redhead, and Boothill, the roguish gunslinger. They struck an odd pair, yet somehow, they both seemed genuinely concerned. That genuine concern, however small, was enough to tug open the lock on the emotions you’d been bottling up.

“I just feel like… no matter how much I try, I’m always a shadow between them,” you confessed, the alcohol loosening your words. “It’s like I’m just… there. I know they love me, but sometimes, it feels like they’re happier with each other.”

Argenti’s gaze softened as he leaned closer, his voice rich and sincere. “A soul like yours deserves to be cherished, never neglected,” he said, his tone filled with a quiet reverence. “I see a light in you, something so rare and beautiful. Anyone who fails to treasure it is unworthy of your heart.”

Boothill leaned in with a sly grin, his eyes flickering with something darker. “If they can’t see what they have, then maybe you’re wastin’ your time on ‘em.”

The warmth of their words and the way they leaned closer, as if drawn to you, sent a flutter through your heart. It had been so long since anyone looked at you like that—with full, unbridled interest.

His hand moved gently to the small of your back, his touch radiating warmth. “Allow us to show you what it means to be honored—to be loved without restraint.”

His words lingered in the air, weighted with a knightly promise. You felt your pulse quicken at his sincerity, yet even through the comfort of his presence, something held you back.

The heat in his touch and Boothill’s gaze made your heart pound faster, and for a dizzying moment, you felt tempted. But, catching yourself, you pulled back, gathering the scraps of your resolve. “I… I can’t. Not like this,” you stammered, stumbling up from the table. “Thanks, but… I need some air.”

You barely noticed their longing stares as you left, desperate to clear your mind, unaware of the yearning spark you had ignited in both men.

Days passed, and you tried to shake off that night. But a strange unease began settling over you. Everywhere you went, you could feel eyes on you. Argenti’s soft, almost reverent gaze in places he couldn’t possibly be; Boothill’s devilish grin, catching you in your peripheral vision even when he wasn’t there. As if they were everywhere, waiting.

The more you found yourself in their orbit, the more their obsession seemed to grow. Argenti, once chivalrous, was now desperate for every glance, every smile you gave. Boothill, once a lighthearted scoundrel, grew possessive, his words laced with dark promises of keeping you safe… from anyone who dared come between you.

Your time with Aventurine and Ratio was no longer as comforting as it once was, either. They sensed the shift in you. Aventurine’s charming smile had faded into something sharp, his eyes assessing as he caught sight of Argenti and Boothill’s names in your messages. Ratio’s typical aloofness twisted into jealousy, his usual intellectual grace tempered by a fiercer intensity.

One evening, as you arrived home, you found Aventurine and Ratio waiting. Ratio was seated calmly, but his piercing gaze was anything but passive. Aventurine leaned casually against the wall, his fingers twitching as if he longed to reach out to you—or hold onto you, tightly.

“We’ve been worried,” Aventurine said with a soft smile that didn’t reach his eyes.

Ratio inclined his head slightly, his eyes narrowing. “Tell me, have you… made some new friends?”

The question caught you off guard, and you stammered out a response. But their knowing expressions only confirmed the suspicion that had been growing in both of them.

That night, they wouldn’t let you go. Aventurine’s once-teasing nature had turned possessive, his charming smile a mask for the tension simmering beneath. Ratio was no different, wrapping his arm around you, his touch firmer than usual, as if reminding you that you belonged to them. They held you close, more than ever before, but their embrace now felt like a cage, one you couldn’t escape.

And just as you thought you had nowhere to turn, there came a knock on the door. The sound was calm, persistent, carrying a strange sense of finality.

You didn’t need to open it to know who it was. The question that burned in your mind wasn’t if it was Argenti and Boothill waiting outside. It was what they would do now that they had come for you. And with Aventurine and Ratio on the other side, waiting to stake their claim, you realized you were caught in a game where escape might be impossible.

The question was: who would be the first to make their move?

Don't ask for part 2 💀

Imagine Aventurine's fingers covered with multiple rings in each one except his ring finger, because he's saving it for your two's engagement.

He probably wear your birth stone as his engagement ring, while your finger will be endowed with the most beautiful carving from his now broken cornerstone and your favorite metal as the band, a part of his soul now always wrapped around your finger.