WHY IS THERE NO ALIEN STAGE X READER FICS…

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albedo is bbg and husband materiel and you cannot tell me otherwise.

- coming from a albedo simp

My new favorite, I swear.

Missing Letters

Pairing : Albedo x fem! reader

Sypnosis : What if i tell you, a man from 1997 can comunicate with a woman in 2000 via mailbox. But then the woman suddenly stopped receiving his letters, only to find out he was long gone. He passed away before they could tell eachother how they felt, but they were never meant to be together from the start, their difference of timelines blocked through their path of love.

TW : Angst (if you squint) modern era(?)

A/N : I wanted to try something new, hope y'all enjoy! : )

Once upon a time in the year 1997, there lived a man named Albedo. He was an introverted artist who found solace in expressing himself through his paintings.

He stumbled upon an old mailbox while exploring the attic of his ancestral home. Curiosity got the better of him, and he decided to write a letter, just for the sake of nostalgia.

Unbeknownst to Albedo, his letter had somehow traveled through time and found its way into the hands of a woman named Y/N in the year 2000. Y/N was a lover of history and had great fondness for handwritten letters.

She was confused when a mysterious letter suddenly appeared in her mailbox. Adding to her confusion was that the letter was dated back to 1997. Did someone send her a letter from the past? Or was someone playing a prank on her?

Anyway, she decided to open the letter and was amazed by what she found inside. It was a heartfelt message, written in elegant handwriting, that talked about special memories and dreams from a long time ago.

Reading it made her feel a deep connection with the writer, like their words were reaching out to her from the past. It made her really curious to know who sent the letter and why it ended up in her mailbox after all these years.

The bottom part of the letter was signed by a man named Albedo.

As time went on, the frequency of letters she received from Albedo increased. They both developed a habit of writing and exchanging letters with each other.

It became a regular occurrence for Y/N to discover a letter from him, and she was always filled with excitement to read its contents. Awaiting for his letters became a normal part of her routine.

She cherished each letter she received, as they were filled with his hopes, dreams, and artistic visions.

Over time, Albedo and Y/N formed a deep connection through their letters. They shared stories, emotions, and even their innermost secrets.

Albedo felt free as he expressed himself through his words and drawings. Y/N, on the contrary, was deeply fascinated by Albedo's passion for art, and she motivated him to take his talent more seriously.

As time went by, Albedo and Y/N kept writing to each other. They both looked forward to each new letter, treasuring the words that connected their different lives.

But then, Y/N found her mailbox empty. Weeks went by, and still, no letter arrived. She grew restless. Worries filled her head.

Y/N couldn't handle not knowing anymore. She desperately wanted to find Albedo, but she had no clues about his whereabouts.

In her search for answers, she stumbled upon a museum known for its collection of stunning artworks. As an art lover, she couldn't resist the allure of exploring the exhibitions.

Walking through the halls, Y/N found herself drawn to a particular painting. It was a masterpiece that seemed to reflect Y/N unique artistic style. She stood before the artwork, her eyes fixed on the signature at the bottom. It was unmistakable. Her heart raced as she recognized the signature — the artist behind the painting was none other than Albedo himself.

Y/N's excitement knew no bounds as she hurriedly looked for the current owner of the painting. When she finally found them, she shared her story of the mysterious letters and the connection she had forged with Albedo. The owner, moved by her heartfelt tale, revealed the tragic truth.

The painting, he explained, was one of Albedo's last works — a labor of love created for the woman he cherished. Sadly, Albedo had passed away, unable to deliver the painting personally or continue their correspondence.

Y/N felt a rush of different feelings — she was sad about Albedo's death, but also grateful for being there to support and uplift him during his time.

Y/N suddenly understood how important she was to Albedo. She realized that her support and appreciation had made him believe in himself and his art.

It was because of her that he had the courage to share his work to the world, even while sending messages through mailbox.

With a renewed sense of purpose, Y/N dedicated herself to preserving Albedo's memory and sharing his artwork with others. She organized an exhibition at the museum, showcasing his paintings to the public. The event was a success, with art enthusiasts and admirers coming to witness Albedo's extraordinary talent.

Y/N's love for Albedo and his art transcended time. She continued to honor his legacy, and in the depths of her heart, she knew that Albedo's spirit would forever be intertwined with her Own — a testament to the power of their love, art, and the beauty of human connection.

Y/N understood that their paths were destined to cross, but their cir they were bound to meet but not to be together, being in different timelines was the border of their undying love. Maybe in another lifetime, they were bound to meet again.

Emma understood that their paths were destined to cross, but their circumstances prevented them from being together. The barrier of existing in separate timelines restricted their eternal love. Perhaps in another existence, they were fated to reunite once more.

✿ Arrows and the Bullseye ✿

📣Note📣 - This comic includes additional settings and my own ideas - This is the comic I drew before the game update. I want to document it, so I chose to release it

I tried to imagine what it would be like if GEO developed other emotional fluctuations toward MC🤔, and this comic came to life. I used arrows and a bullseye to depict GEO's inner transformation🏹🎯

Imagine waking up in this man's bed everyday

hey. 😈 enjoy

My dearest albedo..

Happy birthday! You've been my favorite comfort character and everything since this year. If only the boundary from this universe never kept us apart i would throw myself to you in a heart beat. You are just a fictional character but my heart grown fond of you, aaa i wish you were real. Anyways happy birthday bb, i could not wait for your event on october with you in it (hopefully). 🥺❤

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square-ish canvases my beloved

The source of my happiness

Reblog if you're grateful for your internet friends

OMG HE'S SO CUTE AAAAA

Albeducky

My husband and my child playing Minecraft 😭

baby streamer

ft. dad! kenma kozume

warning(s): none

notes: kenma’s kid takes over his stream when he goes afk

“Give me one sec. I’ll be back, I’m just getting something to eat,” Kenma pushed himself out of his chair a waved to his chat.

kyanmaaastan nooo don’t gooo

fairy62738 take your time!!

The letter ‘f’ rolled in the chat as Kenma disappeared. Not even thirty seconds later, a small human popped into the room. The chat was going crazy as they approached the gaming chair.

Kuroosterhead STOP ITS BABY KODZU

yuriyuri.123 IM GOING TO SCREAAMMM

_hitsuki_27 come to chat don’t be shy

The four year old plopped into Kenma’s gaming chair. She grinned and waved. Her short, brown hair swished as she tilted her head.

“Hi, Daddy’s chat!” Her small voice greeted.

Chaos. The chat was furiously rolling as those watching swooned and laughed.

The little girl’s face scrunched up, “Call of Duty! Daddy says he never plays that!”

The little girl grabbed the game controller and exited the game that Kenma had been playing. The screen of Kenma’s monitor was still streaming for the chat to see.

She scrolled through the number of games until she got to Minecraft. When she clicked onto it she smiled at the game monitor.

“I’m going to show you the world that Daddy and I have been making!”

oronoyaora stop this is soo cute 😭😭😭

hasanabi she’s gonna show us her socialist empire

The screen loaded and her character spawned. She put herself in flying mode and moved away to give a tour to the chat.

“This is my house,” she showed a purple, castle like structure, before turning.

A significantly small, cobblestone house came into view, “And this is Daddy’s house! I made his house and he made mine!”

The chat rolled with laughing emojis and hearts. Kenma returned and noticed that his chat was going crazy. He saw that his game monitor screen was streaming Minecraft. He chuckled.

“What are you doing?”

Baby Kodzu turned her head and grinned, “Hi, Daddy! I was showing your chat our Minecraft world!”

“Well,” Kenma lifted Baby Kodzu before sitting down and placing her on his lap, “I guess we’re playing Minecraft now.”

“Did you know that Daddy’s scared of the Endermen and Skelly’s?”

Kenma pinched her cheek, “Don’t expose me like that.”

Kuroosterhead LOLOL

Gyanugyanu don’t be shy baby kodzu, tell us more

“ I don’t know what that means, Daddy,” Baby Kodzu shrugged.

Kenma shook his head with a smile, “Go grab another controller, so we can both play.”

I love albedo I want to be in a relationship with albedo I want albedo to marry me I want to be his wife And the mother of his children