Yeah Nobody Is..🤨🤨😣👍

Diary o' 18th April 2022

Chicken floss bread with choc milk for breakfast.

When I was walking along the school hallways, I saw a student getting lectured by our discipline teacher for wearing sport shoes and i probably looked terrified or soemthing because he averted his gaze to me and stared at my shoes, then called me there too...

"Cannot wear these type of shoe ah." "Ok." "Blah blah blah..." "Ok." "Ok u can go now."

MY SECRET TECHNIQUE 😈😈😈😈

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When walking to my class, I saw a morning session teacher probably. He was really fun to talk to.

"Heyy u know where is 2M class?" "Huh why is it your first day?" "No, just my class is currently being used by 4A." "Oh, then I don't know also." Then i see people on the fourth floor waving to who knows what and i point at them and say, "Oh, there?" because i thought it were my classmates lol... "Um no that's form 5 LOL." "Oh.." Then i see my responsible class monitor (U saved me!!) and i shouted her name and waved goodbye to the teacher.

we are using the science lab as a replacement for our class for the first period. i put my bags down and liting asks if i want to go buy the math workbook our teacher wanted us to purchase. while talking to her i looked in my (not so serious anymore) crush's direction and he was looking back at me. i looked away quickly and continued talking to my friend. when we were preparing to leave i looked again to confirm that he was staring and he was. hm. he always does that, looking at me for so long then doesn't look at me for the rest of the day like 🤬🤬🤬.

in recess liting asked me what i ate for breakfast and instead of chicken floss i said dog food... LIKE ON ACCIXENT 😨😨😨😨...

"你吃什么” “狗粮 面包”...

i like math class actually 😍😍💪💪

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in pjpk me and liting sneaked to the toilet when teacher wasn't looking. we took turns in the same stall because the other toilets weren't working. we talked to each other while pissing if that isn't friendship idk what is!

then we also snuck to the equipment room after we finished our business. THERE WAS SO MUCH STUFF IN IT ❤️❤️❤️❤️

There were rugby balls, bow (with no arrows for some reason), BASEBALL MITTS, CATCHER'S HELMET, BASEBALL BAT AND SOFTBALLS, HOCKEY STICKS AND MORE!!!!! I wore the baseball mitt with a softball in my hand for a while and liting was holding the bat until teacher found us out lololol.. she said in PE we could only play with the mainstream sports... 😒😒😒😒☺️

we mostly chilled in pe.

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- we first walked to the upper centre of the field and sat on the ground talking, then walked in a circle once and were motivated to longjump

- we ran and jumped, used a dry leaf as an indicator... she and i jump same length lolol

- then we ran 3 laps from the middle of the field to the slope...

- we are very exhausted, we take off our masks to breathe for a while.. it is certainly nicer without a mask! the breeze~~~

- we walked another lap around the big ass field, resting on a tree near the slope later

- it was time to go home, while walking back to take our bags i saw my (blah) crush mock kissing his best guy friend and i dont know if they really kissed or not they just snickered so loudly after.

DINNER

fried pork fatty sweet and sour flavour???, broccoli and cauliflower, fried chicken (i got the drumstick), po lei shang choi!!!

- i watched major again after dinner, it was so good!!! i like all the characters again!!

Helloooo there ! I saw that ur request were open and I was wondering if u could do one where albedo ,xiao and diluc watch a romantic movie with their s/o and and in the movie there is a kissing scene. how embarrassed they would be or not ?

Feel free to ignore <3

Watching a romantic movie with them.

💌 Characters: Albedo, Xiao, Diluc

💭 Synopsis: How the characters react when a kissing scene shows up while watching a romance movie.

🪧 Warnings: None!

Albedo

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He's honestly too busy and caught up in his own lab work to be watching movies with you, but the one rare time when he's free is when you decide to put on a romance movie.

Once you mention the title, he immediately recognizes it. Not that he's watched it himself, but because he sometimes hears Sucrose gush about them. Despite being aware of the genre, he doesn't tell you to pick another.

Surprisingly enough, romantic movies just flip a switch in his brain. The lovey-dovey scenes specifically turn him into a different person. With the way he sees it, it actually helps him understand relationships... Or at least that's what he thought relationships should be like. You admit that it's a little bit embarrassing on your end when he tries to imitate what he sees on you.

"Albedo! You came." You exclaimed happily as you pulled him into an embrace before you moved aside to let him enter your humble abode. He chuckled as he removed his shoes by the door.

"Of course, I said I would after all. Did you think I wouldn't?" He asked, looking up at you as he untied his shoe laces and slipped on the guest slippers you often let him borrow. You laughed awkwardly as you rubbed the back of your neck.

"Hm, I suppose a little bit." Admitting, you feel his arm lock into yours. Your eyes widen at his gesture slightly from shock. Albedo wasn't the type to be affectionate with you in public - or in general, so for him to wrap his arm around yours warmly was... different. Not that you hated it, in fact, you could let him be this close to you all day long.

"It's a pity that you have no faith in me." He jokes, or at least tries to. His tone of voice whenever he was being sarcastic never changed, it was always the same old airy, serious voice. Upon hearing this, you to frown at him, squeezing his arm in yours.

"I never said that! It's just that you have work and --"

"It's all right, I get it. I was kidding." His eyes lock into yours as he chuckles again at your pouting expression. Albedo was kidding again? What a rare sight. How could he have gotten in such this mood. "All right, let's watch that movie then shall we?"

Once you two make it to your bedroom, you stumble to turn on the TV as you shove the tape in the player. Leaning against the side of the bed, the two of you sat comfortably on the floor as you pulled the covers over your laps. For some reason, Albedo decided now was a good time to be reserved with his already scarce affections, so you took it upon yourself to be the one to initiate it.

As the movie began to play, you press your back to his chest, taking his hands into yours and pulling it to wrap around you. He didn't protest against your actions, he simply let it happen. He'd usually sport a poker face, but if he was being honest with himself, his heart was exploding in his chest. A feeling he couldn't describe.

Halfway through the movie, the two main leads were finally about to kiss after pining for about the entire first hour of the movie. It felt familiar. As one of them pushed the other onto the bed, you felt the tension build up in your stomach. Tilting your head to look at your lover from where you were against his chest, he was as unreactive as ever. Not a single hint of blush on his face. His eyes stayed fixated blankly on the screen as the two characters deepened their kiss.

He notices your consistent gaze at him, and his eyes meet yours, seeing a confused expression on your face.

"Is something wrong?" He asked. A hand brushes through your hair gently like it belonged there.

"It's nothing..." You mutter before you look away, disappointedly. You couldn't deny how you somewhat hoped for him to have the littlest bit of red on his cheeks. It was cute after all, something you could use against him. He blinked at you absentmindedly before he shrugs and turns to pay attention to the movie again. Archons, Albedo was both a confused and confused guy.

Soon enough, the credits were rolling, and you released yourself from Albedo's arms, much to his own disappointment but he didn't show it. He watched as you stood up from your cramped position on the floor, and stretched your arms up in the air.

"That was a lot more boring than I expected." You say through a yawn, followed by the sound of your knuckles and joints cracking as you stretch. He remains silent for a few moments before he stands up from the floor as well.

"I enjoyed it." He says plainly. A brow raises at his words. "You did now?"

"Yes."

"Didn't think you'd be into it of all people," The slightest change of expression was something you noticed on his face. You ask, "And why is that?"

He turns away from your face without a word as silence filled the room. It wasn't an awkward kind of silence, sometimes choosing to not say anything was Albedo's go-to response and you had grown used to it. You understood how hard it was for him to vocalize his feelings anyway. You sigh, leaning down to pick up the covers, but before you're able to put them away, a hand comes to grab your wrist tightly.

Your eyes shoot up to look at your lover, confused. Your ears begin to heat up as his gaze meets yours.

"What is it?" He doesn't let go, instead, he gently pushes your chest, causing you to fall back first into your bed. A shocked gasp escapes you as you Albedo's hands plant themselves on either side of your head, hover on top of you.

Instantly, you knew what he was doing. He was doing it again. Whenever he saw something couples would do, he'd try to copy it in hopes of understanding what would please you. As much as you loved how hard he tried, you couldn't help but find it a tiny bit funny.

Slowly, he leaned in and pressed a soft kiss to your lips. A smile tugs at the ends of your lips as he quickly pulls away. A mad blush tinted your face as his empty eyes stared into yours.

"Hm, how was that? Was it like the movie?" He asked. You blinked at him before breaking into a giggle.

Xiao

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It'll take so many tries and lots of almond tofu to get this man to watch a movie with you. As much as he loved - but never outwardly admitted it - to spend time with you, he just knew you were setting him up for a great amount of teasing when you recommended a romantic movie.

Much to your surprise, he didn't decline your movie night offer. Maybe he actually wanted to watch one with you... Well, it was painfully obvious that he did. The way his cheeks would brighten up when you suggested to watch one with him, and how he would try so hard to fight his somewhat embarrassed reaction.

When the movie finally started playing, he soon realized how much he absolutely dreaded the kissing scenes. He'd try so hard to keep a straight face, but the blush on his face proved otherwise. Whenever you'd point out how flustered he was getting, he'd try to play it off by criticizing how humans can't live without another. How weak they were without the other.

"Remind me again why I agreed to do this." He groaned at you as you pulled his arm, dragging him to your bedroom. As he entered, the TV was on, and the show was already rolling. Attempting to speak again, his mouth was immediately met with your finger, effectively shushing him into silence.

"Shhh. It's starting." You hum before he pushes your hand away from his mouth. The feeling of your touch lingered on his lips until you sat on the bed in front of the screen. He let out another complaining groan as he bent his knees to sit beside you. Suddenly, pulled him into your chest, cushioning his head with your torso. With a shocked yelp, he looked up at you with furrowed brows. The tips of his ears burning at your actions.

"What's with you?" He asked, grumbling as he tried to cover his face with his hand. You giggled as a reaction before you pat the top of his head softly.

"Hm, getting shy now are we?" You chirp, watching the way he continues to glare at you, flustered. "You can enjoy it, y'know?"

He doesn't bother trying to argue with you, instead he surrenders into your arms and his eyes wander back to the screen. Minutes pass, and it was finally the scene Xiao dreaded the most. The kissing scene. As the two of you watched in silence, you looked down at him to gauge his reaction. He notices you a little too quickly, his brows from a knot the moment he sees your smug expression.

"Why're are you looking at me like that?" He almost hisses, and you laugh at him. "Just wanted to see your reaction." At that moment, Xiao feels his cheeks burn in embarrassment before he pulls away from your arms.

"...My reaction to a kiss? What a lowly reason." He mutters, trying to hide his face as he turns away. "Humans are always finding new ways to waste their time."

"And it seems like a certain adeptus enjoys wasting his time the same way." You chirp, hearing Xiao grumble before you tug his arm harshly, pulling him into you. You have got to stop doing that, he thinks. He stares at you in silence before his face shows a little hint of amusement.

"Do I now?" He says in a deep voice, you could feel his breath tickle your nose with how close the two of you were. You lean forward and rest your forehead against his. "Want me to prove it?" Gulping loudly, he nods. Too caught up in the moment, the two of you soon forget about the movie you were watching.

Diluc

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Even Diluc himself wonders how you were able to convince him to watch such a sappy movie with him, especially considering how busy he was a person. Guess you were the only one that had him wrapped around your finger after all.

Still, he wasn’t too fond of the idea of watching a movie with you, but he didn’t like it either. He knew a ton of teasing was coming his way when he agreed to your offer much like Xiao. Maybe a part of him actually enjoyed it. Enjoyed the feeling of feeling like mush under your fingertips. You were the one person who was allowed to see him like that. The last time being back when him and Kaeya were children...

The movie itself was boring to him though. He didn’t enjoy it as much as you did, but he was really only in it to spend time with you. Whenever any of the steamy kissing scenes showed up, he would try to cough, and pretend like he needed water so he could have an excuse to leave. You always saw through it, and you wondered why he even bothered.

If he was being honest, he stopped paying attention to the movie a long time ago, he was far more interested in playing with your hair as you leaned against him. Spinning and twirling a thick lock of your hair while your eyes were glued on to the movie. He watched the way your eyelashes fluttered as you blinked, and he focused on how your chest gently rose and fell with each inhale. It was a calming state for him, having you in his arms for once rather than the other way around. That was until you craned your head to face him, squinting your eyes at him. He tilted his head, confused.

“Is something wrong, my love?” He asked, concerned. “Are you even watching?”

His eyes widen a bit before his eyes wander to the side guiltily. You sigh. “I thought as much. C’mon it’s about to get to the good part.” The food part? For some reason, Diluc felt a little worried by what you meant, maybe this was his cue to finally start breaking down in a fake coughing fit. As he turned his attention to the TV where the two main characters were slowly inching closer to each other, he froze in place. In a hurry, he raises his hand to his mouth and starts to clear his throat. Feeling him gently try to get up from beside you, you immediately catch his wrist. 

“And where do you think you’re going?” You see his face turn a light shade of red as he tries to scramble out of your grasp. “I, uh, I'm going to get a glass of water.” He quickly lies. Your eyes bore into his as you stand up with him, his wrist still in your hold. “Is that so? Let me accompany you then.”

As the two of you made it to the manor’s kitchen, you chugged a nice cold glass of water before you wiped your mouth with the back of your hand. Diluc soon finished his refreshment with a loud sigh. Noticing the way you stared at him, he blinked. "Yes?”

“Why’re you so persistent on not watching the movie?” You ask, a frown grows on your face as you approach him. Wrapping an arm around his waist as he backs into the counter where he placed down his glass. “Is it really that boring to you?” 

“Is it not for you?” He reflects the question back to you, and you go quiet before bursting into laughter, squeezing him even tighter in your arms. “Of course not! Not when I get to see you all embarrassed over it.” He groans loudly as his entire face begins to burn, trying to break away from you, but your grip is strong. “Do you enjoy teasing me that much?” You nod lightheartedly, and Diluc sighs in response.

Once you unwrap him from your arms, his hands instantly fly up to cup your face, pulling you into a sweet kiss. As he separates from you, your mouth is left agape in shock, a subtle shade of pink on your cheeks. A small smile forms on his mouth before he chuckles. “Look who’s embarrassed now.”

Wriothesley Teaches You How to Fight Like A Pro

"First things first... fix that attitude of yours," Wriothesley grumbled, clad in his long-sleeved dress shirt, fitted pants and mechanical gauntlets. Slicking his hair back with both hands over his head, he groaned, "You don't even want to do this properly. Are you just here for me or what?"

Upon hearing that, your jokester ass laughed out loud and you clutched your clenched stomach bending over in joy. Wiping a tear from your eye, you muse, "Well what if I was?" and continued giggling with your feet circling in arcs like a dying roach.

Let's just say some people have a different sense of humour. You weren't even surprised when you lightly peeked with one eye at Wriothesley to find him glaring daggers at you with those striking eyes of his, because he has never appreciated your skibidi toilet jokes.

Even you knew his limits, and you didn't know him well. Just well enough to share drinks and inside jokes. For you, well was quality time and bouts of intimate touches. So no, you didn't know him well. You got up and sprung back into action, picking up some Gintama move you saw Chinese grandmothers do in Tai Chi. Hands in karate chop motion, you tornadoed to his direction and landed a foot directly in front of him, hand positioned directly before his nose.

Wriothesley scrunched up his nose and forced out a reluctant "Better, I guess," and lowered his head. Addled and confused, you tilted your neck to your side in a classic WHAT?! pose, then you heard a chuckle from somewhere around the room. Looking around, you said, "Well, I never knew you invited some others to our practises."

When he didn't respond, you turned back to him kneeling on the floor, gorgeous di-coloured hair sprawling out from his scalp. You squat with your legs open like a frog or sneaky spider in front of him, leggings stretching against your calf. Looking down at him, you saw a glimpse of his canine tooth revealed by a devilish grin. He looked up at you and laughed at your face, eyes closed all the way through in a joyful daze.

Sobering up, he projected with a husky voice, "So funny, are we?" and you could swear his Arctic glacier eyes thundered periodically, letting you in a world of dark, deep sea typhoons. "Let's see what happens when you face real danger. You think they would loosen their grip because you said something that started with ski, ended with di and rhymed with clinically? I'd like you see you £#¢¥ing try," he threatened gloomily, advancing onto you with a fat forearm.

You hastily avoided his arm by holding it back with both hands, but you never really won over the gymbros in arm wrestling, so you got overpowered instead. He locked his arm under your neck, lifting you up so your toes were dreaming of touching land, which never happened considering you were taller than the average population. His shirt sleeve was so distracting because it smelled like your cousin's detergent and made you wish you had money to afford laundry that was more than just rinsing fabric with water.

You felt like Loki being held by his neck by Thor, albeit being the superior brother in the situation. In every situation, actually. Loki just suited you better. Pranksters have your whole heart.

You snuck your hands under his arm and pushed outward with all your might, and he was still unyielding. Bruh, at this point you just gotta turn around and start pushing his chest away from you. That'd be more effective, right? Whose chest can withstand brute force? Well, not yours, to be frank. You can't even wrestle your cousin.

"LET ME... THE £@#& GO!" you yelled with your back against his locked hands in a smooth manoeuvre, and tried to push at his chest. Ew, this feels like molestation. Who cared about molestation when your life was being threatened by a raider!!! You don't care anymore, you went from poking his chest playfully to shoving the hell out of his dress shirt, and he stumbled, hands losing their grip.

Like a proud hen, you stood arms akimbo, head inclined as you stared Wrio down. Oh my effing god. He surged and started CHARGING at you!!! He threw himself on you like on those WWE Superslams and you flew with your back sliding on the floor. His arms were around you, then you realised they weren't around you as much as they were wrapped around an actual dagger. Oh archons!

If you were wrong in the head, you would think this was fun and mentally stimulating. It was a bit exhilarating, but you were fearing for your life here. Mr Puppy here looks like he would actually kill you here and now for saying skibidi toilet during a company dinner 3 weeks ago. Deeply stashed anger, am I right? Poor pup doesn't have an outlet to release stress, so he keeps it all pent up and explodes on you for a tiny joke consisting of toilet...

His knee kneeling in the space between your thighs, he seemed chivalrous and angelic and deadly. The light shining on him from his table lamp just further intensified the dark side of his face, unilluminated by anything. That pretty much sums up your first impression of him. Dark, sepulchral and a pain to be with. Now, you're wrong. This is fun.

"Alright, yes yes, I'm afraid I'm deeply invested now, Your Grace. Continue," you chirped happily from your position under the Duke's glinting knife. If you stole a jewel from the hilt now, would he realise? You were quite good at this gemstone side hustle of yours.

"Second of all, do not let yourself be vulnerable," he gritted his teeth and you wanted to caress his neck just right above your collarbone. "Well, I don't. I never open up to people! I consider it one of my great strengths-" you got cut off by his bejeweled dagger pinning itself on the fabric of your tank top like a dart pinned to a dartboard.

"Not what I meant," he offered, "but thanks for the invitation." Then he lifted a hand and punched you on your good side. Alas, no more side profile selfies!

You grabbed the gloved hand that was about to go for a second round of punching you with one determined fist of yours, unyielding in your grip. You observe Wriothesley's amusement, his face on top of you taunting. God, his lifted lips are so distracting in their angles, sharp at all the right places. Dangerous men should not have smiles more perilous than their charm.

Despite that, you shook him with your hand guiding him in the direction you wanted to go - in this situation you wanted him the floor where you previously were. Locking your elbow around his dangerous arm, you channeled enough strength to pull him down on the floor beside you. After the satisfying thud of your bully/mentor's back hitting the floor (his tough back muscles are probably fine), you swiftly roll yourself on top of him, legs clamped around both of his. Tank top strap slowly sliding down your shoulder, you dislodge the dagger on the floor and rest your elbows on the sides of his face. Curling his hair on the dagger's pointy edge, you look down, half-lidded, on his tired blue eyes and sadistically remarked, "Any tips for ending someone with a dagger?"

after eating dinner, you went straight to yuehai pavilion to talk to ganyu. the guy guarding the door had tried to stop you, but looking at your expensive looking silk clothes he assumed that you were a child born in a wealthy family so he extended his hands in hopes of some bribery so he could let you in.

you grinned at how fast he was.

once you got inside, you found ganyu's room in seconds, like you have been living here since last year since you found her so quick. the door was half open so you decided to peek at her working. the hand holding her stainless steel pen was jotting down notes and signatures so swiftly, if she did her work this fast but still did overtime... the amount of work she had must be huge!

while staring off to space the door you were holding the doorknob of creaked, making ganyu stare at your direction. she opened her arms as a welcome and you, of course, came in her room. you tried to lighten your weight on her lap so she doesn't get leg cramps later.

"ganyu... what if i helped you with some papers? you can't possibly finish all this today without going through a mental breakdown."

being the stubborn person ganyu is, she tried to decline multiple times. what if ningguang notices something off about her signature? the result would be frightening!

afraid of ruining your dear friend's career of a few centuries, you decided to just accompany her while she writes so she doesn't get bored.

to not get bored yourself, you play with ganyus hair and sometimes with her porcelain fortune cat that moves its right arm every second.

"dear friend, i have finished all my documents. let's go to wanmin restaurant for supper.. well, dinner for me!"

ganyu walks slowly, even on a wooden bridge, greeting every person that passes by as a form of respect.

oh, this elegant being was so gentle and kind! and she was your friend!?? #blessed.

ganyu slanted her head.

"[name], is something wrong? you have been standing still for 2 minutes.. are you LAGGING!??! "

she then came over to check up on you. your eyes were sparkling! she gasped. what could ever make someone's eyes gleam so brightly?

"sorry.. you're just... too much of a role model for me!" you screeched. "you're so kind, so... " a warm embrace cut you off.

you could feel her heart beating against your chest, her hands and soft fabric of her hand warmers felt so good on your nape.

"shall we get going?" she smiled, holding out her hand, waiting for you to put your hand in hers.

A/N: i found this in my drafts.. it's my first one omg... may 24th... didn't know i was so funny last time

photos for keepsake

i miss the feeling of home

to be included and loved without limits

yall😻😻😻

TODAYS STREAM! “WHERE’S MY UNDERWEAR?!”

☆ CATCHING ALBEDO JERKING OFF ; VALENTINES COLAB

PAUSE! This a little messy since your girl hasn’t been writing smut in a good century 🤪🔨 secretly lowkey dying bcs of how bad this is lolz 😝🔫 reader lowkey changed personas lowkey 1000 times in the course of a sentence but don’t mind that 👩‍🦯

Edit; accidentally posted on the wrong day oops

QUOTE! “WERE YOU JUST MASTURBATING?”

Albedo felt awful.

He felt disgusted with himself.

Albedo sat in his bed with a frustrated look on his face, just what was he doing? Sitting on his bed, your underwear wrapped around his cock as he imagined it was you. Telling him how perverted the well known and respected alchemist disgusted you. How stupid he was that before he started jerking off he was conflicted on whether he wanted your panties on his face or wrapped around his dick.

So here he was, sprawled out on the bed, while he wrapped his hand, the one that stole your underwear from your drawers, around his dick, his hand moving up and down sloppily.

As he was imagining you jerking him off, talking to him, he didn’t even realize how realistic it started to get. “Were you just masturbating?” he heard your voice nearby. Well of course he was, you should know if you’re a part of his mind. His eyes moved to where the sound came from, the doorway, he saw your figure standing there with your arms crossed.

Now the imagination of your body disappears in his mind. Instead he saw the real thing, the very much real person staring at him, face unreadable. Albedo tried reading your facial expression, but he couldn’t tell if you were angry, sad, joyful, disgusted, anything.

Though what Albedo did know was that he needed to hide his naked body from you. He quickly pulled the covers over his body, frantically trying to grab your underwear away from your view.

While Albedo was panicking about hiding his body and your underwear, he didn’t even notice how close you were. That was until he felt a dip in his bed.

“My my, I was wondering where my underwear has been going,” you stole your underwear back from Albedo whose face was an uncharacteristically red, “I went to your room to ask if you knew anything about it, but it seems you were the one who has been stealing them” Your voice was monotone just as your expression has been.

What would you do now? Tell everyone how perverted he was? Would you never talk to him again? Thoughts were racing in his mind about all the possible outcomes. The tension not helping his mind ease up a single bit.

“If you wanted me so bad you should’ve just asked” A teasing smile was on your face, showing the first emotion since you walked in. Albedo could only stutter random nonsense, puzzled on why you weren’t screaming at him.

Your hand moved to his cock as you made strong eye contact with him, stroking his dick slowly. “You know you’re going to get punished right?” Albedo gave a nod, guilt overwhelming him, but at the same time lost in the pleasure of your hand going teasingly slow, “Afterall, I had to buy many new pairs because of how much were taken”

“I’m s-s-sorry Y-Y/n-” before he could finish his apology, your hand tightened around his cock making Albedo let out a loud groan.

“It’s mistress right now to you” you reply in a stern tone, watching as Albedo yelped out a yes mistress, before going back to jerking him off. “You’re not allowed to cum unless I say so, you filthy pervert, stealing underwear from me, got it?”

Albedo nodded hastily, accepting the outcome, feeling butterflies fill up his stomach as you called him a pervert and filthy. “Ye-yes m-mist-tress” he moaned out as his back slightly arched.

“Good, look at how much of a pervert you are, getting turned on by me calling you names” feeling his cock twitch earlier and now as you kept calling him names. You started to speed up your hand, no longer going at an unbearable slowness.

“Mistress! Please!” Albedo whined, tears slightly pricking his eyes as he felt the burning feeling of edging since he was jerking off earlier and now you are giving him a handjob. “What? What do you want whore?” you asked boredly, no longer caring as you picked at your nails.

“C-can you pl-pl-pl-” the ashy blonde could only stutter, focusing on the word please. “Aww what a dumb whore, can’t even talk properly” you played with his hair, twirling the strands around your pointer finger, your bored expression only making Albedo more frustrated on not being able to talk.

“Pl-please… y-your p-p-pussy” he moaned out, his teal eyes focusing on your face, waiting for your response through he teary vision. You hummed for a bit, making Albedo wait in anticipation as he continued to moan from your hands that skillfully jerked him off.

“Alright I guess, since the dumb whore could actually manage to get a sentance out finally” your hand lets go of his cock, it made Albedo whine for a moment as you undressed before he felt your legs staddle his body, sinking down onto his dick.

You watched Albedo’s face slowly change, his eyes slightly rolled back, a loud smooth moan escaping his pink lips as his hands clenched onto your thighs tightly.

——— am I going to end it early??? yeees,,, was I planning on writing more??? Absolutely,,, did I proofread this??? Ofc not,,, was this rushed??? That’s a secret I’ll never tell, xoxo, gossip girl

goigle drive can eat my shit

for the bi pride prompts 💜 'accidental' ft. scaramouche please!!

[Okay hi friendddd!! This did not exactly follow the prompt bc its actually harder than I thought but I hope u still like it!! This will also conclude the bi pride prompts!!]

Accidental; the character says or does something to reveal/imply their bisexuality.

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- Bothering Scaramouche was basically a hobby of yours. It's a miracle that he even stands near you considering how much you poke at him, guess you could say you were most definitely a favorite of him. No one else could say the same.

"If all you're going to do is run your mouth I suggest you leave my room." Scaramouche groans, his hands practically snapping his chopsticks in half.

Scaramouche ate by himself, apart from you usually being there. His room was large enough to hold a small round table. His meals were usually brought to his room by lower subordinates. Or sometimes he made you just to be mean.

You laid on his bed with your head nearly off the side. You would tilt your head and look at him upside down. Your hands rest on your stomach.

"But I don't want you to be lonely!" You throw your arm over your forehead dramatically. It was said as a joke, but being alone all the time had to get lonely at some point really.

"You're a pest."

"Then I must be the best pest you've ever had~" you reply in a sing-song voice. Scaramouche only sighs and continues eating. You watch him quietly for a few moments.

"So, do you like anyone?" You ask, picking at your nails. You could hear Scaramouche choke a little.

"What kind of childish question is that?" Scaramouche snaps, turning his body to look at you with his harsh glare. It never bothered you anymore.

"Just a question, jeez!" You roll onto your stomach and rest your chin in your palms. "Though I highly doubt you could get a girlfriend with that attitude."

Scaramouche clicks his tongue. "Please, the people here aren't worthy of my time."

"Oh, so I am?"

"You're pushing it," Scaramouche replies, growling through his teeth.

"Are you sure you don't want attention from the ladies? La Signora and Childe are already beating in terms of popularity."

Scaramouche scoots around a piece of meat on his plate with his chopsticks. His foot taps on the ground, signifying his oncoming thoughts.

"I give no thought to man or woman who even thinks they're worthy of me." Scaramouche eats the last bit of food on his plate then sets down his chopsticks. "My interest is in other things at the moment. Dating would just slow me down."

Somehow that response made your heart clench. Your smile droops, but your eyes rise up again as you process what he said.

"So, if there was someone worthy..." you throw in air quotes around worthy knowing of Scaramouche's big ego. "You wouldn't mind if they were a dude too, or something?"

Scaramouche quietly sits in his seat after one last sip of his tea. He looks smaller without the hat, less intimidating you could say. He crosses his arms with his back turned. It was a little uncharacteristic of him to be this quiet, especially after being questioned so thoroughly.

"Not really. Either is fine with me." Scaramouche finally rises from his seat. You couldn't see his expression clearly, but you could just see the slim piece of his pale cheek deepening to a pink. "My type is a person I can keep by my side at all times."

You stare at his back as he goes to leave. You slide off the bed, trying to follow him, but you slip too fast and end up halfway face planting the floor. You arms protected your face luckily. Scaramouche's laughter rings out. It was a sound drained from malice or vileness, only filled with innocent amusement. You could feel your face heat up.

"That's what you get for pestering me during my meal." Scaramouche wipes a tear from his eye as his laughter dies down.

You shift yourself to sit on your knees with a pout on your face. Scaramouche is ready to walk out the door which he has already opened, but just as he takes a step out, he turns back with a small smile, the edge of being a sly grin.

"Well, come on then, you'll get yourself into trouble if I don't keep you at my side."

— ✧ good night

summary lil’ fluffy drabbles ab their “good night” teapot voicelines :-) pairings (sep.) kaeya, childe, xiao, zhongli, albedo, diluc x gn!reader warnings spoilers if you haven’t heard their teapot voicelines, kaeya’s is w/ a pre-established lover and is kinda spicy and ur wearing a skirt, nightmares, not proofread as usual ^^; a/n repost bc tumblr shadowbanned me an hour after i posted this last week :-( sorta half-assed this but it’s whatevs!!!! soz if u hate it :/

KAEYA

"you should get going, you have knightly affairs to attend to. good night, kaeya." you turned your head sideways to give him a kiss, into which he whined.

"is it that time already? i'm not sure i'm ready to say goodbye." he pouted at you, his grip tight on your hand.

"see, this is what happens when you slack off. your work piles up and you have to do it all the night before the deadline." you playfully yanked your hands from his and tapped his nose, "and that means... less time spent with your beautiful, perfect, amazing lover."

"well, my love, what if i told you that all my paperwork technically doesn't need to be handed in until next week?"

"well, my love, what if i told you that i know you'll hold off on doing it all until the night before, and then you won't get to spend the night with me? on your birthday, too... i have a very special gift waiting for you, y'know..." your lips ghosted over his, but just when kaeya was about to kiss you, you pulled away and sent him a teasing smirk, tutting him.

"oh? since when did you become such a tease... i thought that was my role in this relationship?"

"i can be a tease... when i choose to." your fingers danced across the top of his chest as you walked past him to the other side of the kitchen bar.

kaeya chuckled and shook his head as he felt tingles arise from where your fingers came in contact with his skin. it wasn't easy to make him flustered, at least to an outsider, but all it really took was to give him a taste of his own medicine, and he would be like putty in your palms, "can i at least get a hint about what this gift is?"

"you already know what it is... don't you?" you leaned across the bar to take his chin in your hand, "how 'bout a little sneak peek, hm?"

walking back to him, you pushed his legs apart with your knee and sat down to straddle his lap. your skirt rose up to your hips as you did, exposing a fluffy lace garter wrapped around one of your thighs.

kaeya's head tilted, pleasantly surprised, and he gazed at you lustfully, "naughty now, are we?"

his hand came up to touch the fabric, but just as his fingers brushed over your skin, you smacked it away, "ah-ah, you can look, but don't touch."

"you're gonna be the death of me..." kaeya's head fell back, exposing his neck. you knew what he was trying to do with his thick, muscular, veiny neck on display, just asking to be kissed, licked, bitten.

"well, you're just gonna have to wait until next week, aren't you?" you got up off his lap, suppressing a smile as you saw a small tent in his pants, "you might wanna take care of your, uh... situation before you go back to headquarters. as for me? i'm gonna get my beauty sleep. good night, love!"

CHILDE

"oh, it’s nearing midnight… you should go, if you want to get to sumeru by noon tomorrow," you suggested, smiling at childe through gritted teeth. frankly, you didn't want him to go at all. he'll be gone for whoever knows how long on a deadly expedition in sumeru. childe told you it could take him a week, a month, a year... maybe even more, "good night, tartaglia... be safe."

"it's already that time of night, huh..." "good night, (y/n). who knows when we'll next meet..." childe got up from his seat next to you, sending you a half-hearted smile and a lame attempt of a wave goodbye.

your heart ached as you watched him walk away, lacking the same pep in his steps he usually has. a voice in your head started screaming at you to go after him; to ask him to stay the night before going on an expedition that could take him over a year.

you tried pushing the voice into the back of your mind, but with no luck; what if he said no? what if he doesn’t like you in the same way you like him?

but what if he says yes? what if he loves you just as much, perhaps even more than you love him? what if hearing you say those three sacred words is the one thing that could stop him from going on this death wish of an expedition?

your mind was a war zone, both sides arguing with each other until eventually, one took the throne.

you let out a defeated sigh as you ran after childe, your heartbeat travelling up to your head from the nerves you felt for what you were about to do, "childe! wait!"

childe’s ears perked up as he heard your voice and felt his stomach flutter. he turned around, eager to hear what you had to say, only for you to come crashing into his chest. you wrapped your arms around his midriff tightly and nuzzled your head against him, "stay... please. even if it's just one night. stay with me a little longer... i-" you pulled your head off his chest and looked up at his face, noticing the glassiness of his eyes, "i love you." the three words came out barely more than a whisper, but still loud enough for childe to hear, "i love you, ajax."

fireworks exploded in his chest, and he couldn't help the wide smile that his lips adorned, "really?"

you nodded avidly and bit your bottom lip to stop it from visibly trembling, close to shedding tears from the overwhelming emotions you felt.

childe caressed your cheeks with the pads of his thumbs and pulled you in for a tender kiss. it was soft, and slow, and sweet; just how you had always imagined. your hands grasped the collar of his jacket to pull him in closer, trying to feel as much of him against you as you could.

he pulled back for air, laughing at the tears that stained both of your cheeks, "i was waiting for you to say that for the longest time, y'know? i love you too..." childe wrapped his arms around your shoulders and pulled you in for a warm hug, letting his head fall to kiss the top of yours, "i love you more than life itself."

XIAO

“thank you for today, i had a blast! good night, xiao.” you stopped at your door and turned around to send him a warm smile.

“t-today...” today was great.

xiao had it bad for you, and all he found himself thinking about, dreaming about, was you. he wanted to get closer to you; to understand you, but was unsure how to go about doing so. he consulted with zhongli regarding mortal courting rituals, and was told that taking them on 'dates' was customary.

so, xiao had asked you earlier in the week whether you wanted to accompany him on a picnic at qingyun peak, to which you happily said yes. you indeed did have a blast, as did xiao, although he wasn't very vocal about it.

he loved watching your face light up with curiosity as he told you stories about liyue, he loved the little giggles you let out when he said something funny, he loved watching you frolic around in the fields chasing crystalflies and feeding cranes.

he remembered zhongli telling him that first dates sometimes end with a confession and a kiss, both of which xiao couldn't find the nerve to do, “... forget it, it’s nothing. good night.”

you wanted to hear what he had to say, but respected that he most likely wasn’t ready to indulge you in his secrets. you nodded at him with a soft smile and turned around to open your door, but stopped as the wheels in your mind began to churn.

xiao was unusually... nervous today. you noticed how his palms often got sweaty to the point there were tiny pools in the middle of them, how his hand shook as he placed a glaze lily he picked in your hair, how he would snap his head away from you every time you turned to look at him, how he fumbled over his words.

did xiao... like you? as more than a friend?

as you felt a surge of confidence course through you, you turned back around to face xiao. his gaze travelled up from the ground to look at you, head tilted in confusion as he saw you bite your lip to suppress a wide smile, "is someth-"

xiao’s voice caught in his throat and his eyes went wide as he felt the warmth of your lips on his cheek. you may have only kissed him for just a mere second, but his whole face flushed red with embarrassment and he began to stutter.

you giggled at his response and simply waved at him as you turned back around to head inside your home, “good night!”

the yaksha’s fingers came up to touch the spot on his cheek where you lips just were, and his heart began to pound from elation. the feeling was foreign to him, but most certainly was welcomed. perhaps he would indulge you in his 'not-so-secret' secret tomorrow.

ZHONGLI

"i'm beat, i think i'm gonna hit the hay. good night, zhongli!"

"good night, (y/n)." zhongli averted his gaze from the river in front of him to smile at you and give you a wave.

you reciprocated his actions before walking back to your house. after letting out a tired sigh after falling on your bed, it wasn’t hard for you to immediately drift off into a deep slumber.

“zhongli!” you shot up, panting, eyes darting around your room trying to make sense of where you were. two hours had passed since you fell asleep and you were woken up by a nightmare. as you took in your surroundings, you managed to catch a glimpse of zhongli outside your window, still in the same spot he was when you bid him good night.

it didn't take much for you to jump out of your bed and run out of the house towards him.

zhongli turned around with furrowed brows upon hearing the sound of urgent footsteps nearing him and was shocked to see you running to him with tears staining your cheeks, “(y/n)? is something the matter?"

before he could react, you toppled into his chest, wrapping your arms around him tightly, "i had a nightmare that you died... it was s-so scary, i don't know what i'd do w-without you..."

he felt his heart sink upon hearing you cry and tremble against him,"shh, it's alright, i'm here... you’ll never be without me by your side." he cooed as his hands instinctively came up to rub soothing circles into your back. you and zhongli hadn't ever made physical contact like this before, but something about the way your body melted against his chest felt so right; so addicting, "if you wish, you may lay with me. perhaps being next to me will calm your mind."

pulling your head out of his chest, you wiped the tears off your face and looked up at him, "you'd really be okay with that?"

zhongli chuckled and took your hand in his, guiding you to the hammock that hung from the tree near the river he was standing by. he slipped into it first, then helped you up. it was a tight fit, and your legs were tangled, practically laying on top of him. feeling yourself heat up at the intimate position you two were in, you tried to shift over, only to have him hold you in place.

“aren’t i heavy?”

“heavy? i can bring a falling meteor down to earth. compared to that, you’re as light as a feather. now, shut your eyes and try to sleep.” zhongli squeezed your hand reassuringly and kept his gaze on you until you lowered your head on his chest. he smiled upon sensing a warm tingle spread through his body. it was a new feeling, but he certainly enjoyed it.

some minutes had passed since you had both gotten in the hammock, and you had already drifted off to sleep. zhongli admired how peaceful you looked like this; with the moonlight dancing on your skin and lips curved upwards into a gentle smile. he impulsively leaned his head forwards to press a lingering kiss to your forehead, feeling his heart flutter at how you subconsciously nuzzled your head into him in response.

he whispered against your head, "the night grows darker, so rest while you can. may you have pleasant dreams."

ALBEDO

"i think i’m gonna go to bed. good night, albedo!” you got up from your seat in front of him and sent him a wave.

"good night, (y/n). may you have sweet dreams." albedo murmured in response, his eyes not leaving his sketchpad. you wanted to know what he was drawing, but were too nervous to ask, and too respectful to take a peek for yourself.

you shrugged it off and turned around to walk away, only to do a double take, staring at him in awe. you had an undeniable crush on the albedo and often found yourself admiring him, but tonight, he looked especially stunning under the moonlight.

"... you don't require me to read you a bedtime story, do you?"

"huh?" you shook your head out of the trance he held you in and furrowed your brows, embarrassed.

albedo sighed and turned his attention to gaze at you softly, "you're still standing here. is there a reason you haven't left to your room yet?"

you shifted from one foot to another, feeling yourself heat up, "oh, um... i just... uh- it's nothing."

"are you sure? you know you can share anything with me, right? my ears are always yours," he cocked a curious brow at you.

"uh... um..."

"do i make you nervous?" albedo sounded genuine, but if you didn't know any better, the tone in which he spoke was almost teasing.

you let out a breath you didn't know you were holding in, "no? hah, what makes you think that?"

"humans stutter over their words and sweat when they feel anxious," he gestured to the stray drop of sweat on your forehead, and put his sketchpad down to walk over to you, "is there something about me that makes you uncomfortable?"

"oh, gosh- i, uh..." you looked everywhere but his eyes, feeling scrutinized under his gaze. you so badly wanted to scream at him that you had a giant crush on him, that you also probably loved him, but your nerves got the best of you, "...no?"

you shifted your gaze from the ground to his eyes, noticing a hint of amusement in them.

"can i show you what i was sketching?" he reached back to grab his sketchpad, opening it up to a page and handing it to you, "it's not quite done yet, but... it's almost there."

your brows raised as you saw that what he was sketching was, in fact, you. in his drawing, you were sitting at a table with a novel in one hand and a cup of tea in the other, just like you really were before you got up to go to bed.

"i look beautiful here." you admired yourself, fingers tracing over the outline of your face that he drew.

"you always look beautiful." he stared at you endearingly and felt his chest flutter when you looked up at him with a timid smile and soft eyes.

"really?"

albedo wasn't sure what overtook him, but he gently took your hands in his, swiping his thumb over yours reassuringly, "really. if you don't believe me, i'll remind you every day, ever hour of it, until you do."

DILUC

“oh, look at the time! time for the darknight hero to hit the streets of mondstadt and save innocent civilians from danger." you stated dramatically, slicing the air with the pretend claymore you held in your hands, "i'll let you get to it. good night, diluc!”

diluc shyly smiled at you, finding your childlike demeanour charming. "good night..." his voice trailed off, almost as if he was going to say something, and subconsciously took a hold of your arm to stop you from getting up.

you turned to look at him with a head tilt and confused pout, "were you going to say something?"

he shook his head with a quiet grunt, and furrowed his brows upon seeing that he had a grasp on your arm. diluc was quick to pull his hand away, tilting his head downwards to hide the flush on his face, "never mind. you should get going."

you gasped excitedly and immediately sat back down next to him, resting your chin in your palms as you looked up at him with curious eyes, “no, tell me! is it a secret? i promise i won’t tell anyone.”

diluc's breath hitched in his throat as he shifted his gaze from the ground to you, feeling his heart skip a beat at the way you looked at him in awe, “i really shouldn’t-”

“pleaaase; what if i’m dead by tomorrow? wouldn’t you regret not telling me?”

“you shouldn’t joke around like that.” his voice came out harsher than he intended, and he internally cringed at himself.

“d’awww okay, okay, you’re right. i won’t pry. for now. i’ll get it out of you, though… somehow..." you leaned in playfully to examine his face, your lips merely inches apart. diluc's eyes went wide, unable to look away from you as he tried averting his gaze, "… anyway, good night!!”

diluc found himself staring at you as you walked away, not being able to shake your words from his mind.

what if you really did die by tomorrow? after losing his two of his family members, arguably three, he didn't think he'd be able to live without the next closest thing he had to it: you. he also didn't think he'd ever forgive himself for not letting you know how he felt about you.

“(y/n), wait.” diluc got up from his seat at the fountain and walked over to you, stopping you in your tracks, “i shouldn’t hold back from telling you how i feel. you’re right; because what if you really aren’t here tomorrow? i don’t think i could live with myself if i didn’t tell you what i’m about to," he took in a deep breath before continuing, "i... i’m in love with you. i'm in love with your smile, your eyes, your laugh, yo-”

he was abruptly cut off by you wrapping your arms around his midriff and placing a haste, yet loving kiss to his lips. he short-circuited at the sudden contact, and felt his heart rate pick up. diluc stood motionless for a few seconds while he processed what just occurred, and hesitantly reciprocated your actions by wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you closer against him.

"took you long enough." you whispered against his neck as you let out a tired yawn.

diluc smiled against your hair, wondering whether his feelings towards you were really that obvious. he opened his mouth to ask you, but stopped upon seeing that your eyes were closed and your lips were upturned peacefully.

he supposed he'll just have to wait until tomorrow to ask.

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