Anyone who resides in Mondstat has heard the rumor of "The Alchemy Lovers' Secret"; Both alchemists are known for their expertise but what about their chemistry in the realm of Romance? Albedo, the Chief Alchemist of the Knights, and his assistant, Sucrose; Could they possibly create this new blossom of love? They too wonder how people think these days. Perhaps, their predicament may not be further from the truth. Fanfiction by MirriMoon & CPN456

"'How...? How did this happen...?' She spouted while looking at the blinding white snow below her, now staining a deep maroon." After seeing the beautiful Windblume flower in her dreams, alchemist Sucrose embarks on an adventure to create that exact plant from her vision with her boss, Albedo. Gathering the perfect materials should be hard, but it shouldn't be too much of a hassle. But what Sucrose soon realizes is that the world is but cruel enough to destroy even something so beautiful as a Windblume flower. CW/ Descriptions of injury, attempted murder, graphic violence

(TW: blood) Albedo is a fool. He's got a crush on his research assistant, flowers in his lungs, and no clue what to do about either. (or: alberose hanahaki for the birthday boy!)

Albedo is the genius alchemist of the city of monstadt-- but the problem is as of now, he is the ONLY alchemist of monstadt and he needs an assistant for his in-depth research regarding the rumored soulmark that everyone has at the back of their palm. Everyone except him, though. Determined, Smart and willing to go out of their comfort zone-- Now where can he find an assistant like that?

WARNING The following story contains gore, violence, and swearing. It is recommended for audiences ages 13 and up. Sucrose and Albedo, the two brightest minds in all of Mondstadt, face a whirlwind of threats and mysteries after a dangerous discovery sends them careening towards a violent truth -- one that could destroy everyone around them. Battling with their strange feelings for one another and the threats outside of themselves, the two alchemists must learn to face the truth before it tears them apart. ☆: *᯽* :☆ Teehee hi You may remember me from an epic xiaolumi thing that I wrote a few weeks ago Yay Well I love alberose with an undying loyalty and I really wanted to write something about it. I hope you enjoy this! Keep in mind there are many variations from the actual in-game story, but much of the lore remains the same, so spoilers ahead for Genshin Impact! COVER ART https://twitter.com/alberose_zine?t=zim-XRPY8HdaD7viwIC-1w&s=09

Albedo and Sucrose was a normal couple, sharing their love for science and alchemy. They were simply enjoying a night on the beach, only to be unfortunate for a fate that shall befall on them on the following days. For the one Albedo loves the most to be suddenly kidnapped, what is holding Albedo back before completely snapping and go into a murder spree all around Teyvat until he found his lover? Who dares cross the one who owns the title "The Chalk Prince"? Original Cover Artist: @kageiro1588_GG (Twitter)

Albedo's corruption is reaching the limits of his body and Sucrose insists on remaining by his side. - lim·it /ˈlimit/ 1. a point or level beyond which something does not or may not extend or pass. My Twitter: @/_MissDema My AO3: @/MissDema - Fanart credits: Aleikats (Twitter)

In his world painted with a wash of sienna... and in her world painted with the wash of ultramarine... this sudden connection stood out against it all. - albedo/sucrose AO3 Cross Published for lovers of fate, colors, and red strings

"If love was just a game, then I hope it will never end." He always thought that romance was a bore. There were so many things to uncover, yet they choose to waste their time finding people they believe are the one. Albedo found it amusing. But actually loving someone? He would chuckle. "I would never fall for some person!" Yet, why was it when she was with him, a flutter in his heart would arise? Perhaps a trick by the brain. - Albedo x Sucrose fanfic ! It's in a modern college AU, and is in the POV of Albedo.