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albedo headcannons(posted this for my beloved snookiepooh bear @kaidousecoli)

-He is the reason the water bill is so high because of how much time he spends in the shower contemplating life and the universe.

-He will recite the day’s events to you and talk about his findings every night to you because you always fall asleep, thinking his voice comforts you but in reality the stuff he talks about is just plain boring.

-IF he ever uses social media he will use full stops religiously and use the b&w filter on all his posts.

-He takes a long time in the shower catering to his hair despite the balding spots on his head.

-Allergic to peanuts.

-Won’t be able to tell you’re being sarcastic half of the time.

—Unironically listens to Charlie Puth(his favourite song is “we don’t talk anymore”)

-Young Sheldon is his favourite show because he relates to it on a spiritual level.

-Needs emotional support when he takes a fat shit.

-Snorts when he laughs.

-If you guys get a house it would look like a mental asylum because he doesn’t think decorations are practical.

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."

awesome

taking scara on a desk in an office (mby its his idk) but hes making sm noise yk his lil underlings can hear him yikes kinda embarrassing !!

hbd again bro i cant believe my gift for u is this <3

minors dni ♡ fingering, handjob, exhibitionism, the way tht this is more dynamic exploration than smut omfg

“yah, do you want to get found out?” the face you’re making means you’re thinking of stuffing something between his teeth, and scaramouche only smirks and moans louder with the next come hither motion your fingers make.

“geez… okay. if you’re that shameless,” you sigh, shifting your weight and letting him slide off the desk a bit so his feet touch the floor, your thighs still in place to keep his legs apart. “gotta keep the devil happy, i guess. but… you know…”

scaramouche slams his hand down on the surface he’s laid out on, drool spilling over dark wood as your two fingers become three, stretching him out faster than you would normally, when you aren’t a little irritated. when he’s less of a brat than he is now, using his harbinger status to call you out of training for a quick fuck. you asked if he was still mad about getting his ass handed to him in front of an audience. if cutting your training hours was some roundabout way to let him catch up.

“what makes this any different from getting your ego reamed for everyone to see,” you wondered aloud while watching him shed only his shorts and the underwear beneath. “with you, everything’s a spectacle.” you sounded exasperated.

still locked the door behind you, though.

“how does this make sure people keep fearing you?”

you rub at his prostate, merciless little circles pulling out cracking whines and full-body shivers, making precum pool in the palm you have cupping and squeezing and twisting over the head of his cock.

“how does letting everyone know,” spreading your fingers, you scissor and stroke, and scaramouche makes a sound that has your breath hitching in your throat, “that you’re a slut for me, give you any power?”

his orgasm is sudden and violent, a punch to the gut. you jerk him off through it, humming idly as his cum splats onto the floor in ropes, and you go still when he starts rocking back onto your fingers just as he twists a bit to catch your eye over his shoulder.

his dick’s soft, his knees are wobbly, and his ears are most definitely red… but the grin stretches broadly across his face.

and he knows you’ll see it for the challenge it is.

“i’m the one keeping you here,” scaramouche wiggles his hips, arching his back while propping himself up with shaky arms, “aren’t i? you can leave anytime you want. you could’ve turned around the moment i pulled my pants down, called me a whore while you kicked the door shut behind you— you don’t even have to come whenever i call.”

you raise a brow and let go of him, and scaramouche rises to meet you, chest to chest. he teeters a bit, but then there’s that bone-deep satisfaction that stirs when your hands find his waist to help him steady. unconscious, unbidden, reflexive.

ah…

“face it, baby,” he knocks your forehead to see your eye twitch, “i’ve already got you.”

it’s quiet for long enough that he thinks you’ll actually leave before letting him get you off in return.

“you think so?”

think?

scaramouche forgoes an answer and smirks when your fingers dig in a little more, marking half-moons on his hips. “i know so,” he says, smug and firm and final while tipping his head back in that way he does whenever he makes to look down on you.

it’s all to spark that glint in your eyes, darling.

because there’s nothing like poking a bear he knows will bite.

weird thoughts while im late

Once I asked my mom why people don't just jog to work instead of walking，sweat isn't even that bad. It dries up afterwards. She said it's disgusting and I said ok. Now I'm here and sweating even when I'm only walking. So it either proves that sweating is unpleasant, or that we should just jog anyways since we're already going to sweat.

4 June 2022

Today is Alia and Dafiy bday, Happy birthday!!

In the morning, I had 2 hours before my tuition, so i read a bit and watched a few tarot card videos. tuition was lovely, it was history and i learned a few things! tch praised my kbat question's answer.

Then for 10 hours i was stuck in traffic. I took rlly nice pictures. i did tarot readings intuitively to my parents in the car and we reached ipoh in 8 hours. the restaurant we wanted to go to was closed, so the restaurant next to it was packed bc the closed restaurant was like, famous! This is all for today bc there really got nothing happen

shopping for bikinis.

segsy prompt i found on google. it's the top result but i have never read a fanfic with this prompt so i'm going to use it. (bulleted point form)

includes: itto, albedo, diluc, ayaka

itto

takes pictures of every one he finds pretty and shows them to you later.

plays music when you're changing (and sings along...)

when he sees one he doesn't like his eyes will glow up, he'll do the shocked emoji and say "no." monotonously.

secretly wants to come in the fitting room with you.

will accidentally say what he actually thinks out loud.

hard to shop with him because he doesn't like anything

brings someone from his gang with better fashion sense to pick one when he's not sure

albedo

is respectful. very.

gentleman. compliments you a lot. when faced with clothing he doesn't really like, he tells you politely. if you really like it, he lets you buy it anyways. he's only giving you his opinion, not telling you what to do.

brings klee along so you have to change fast or else her impatient arse will be in another isle lawwlll

if you buy a plain white one he'll paint on it!! it's pretty so you won't mind

albedo bikini top.

diluc

"as long as you like it."

helps you carry the clothes you want to try out if there's not enough hangers.

is selfless, let's you test out the clothing for as long as you want. doesn't urge you to hurry up.

pays for it

idk i hate diluc

ayaka

gives you her honest opinion but sugarcoats it a bit

thats ugly. "it's plainly hideous, traveler! but do what you want i guess."

if she is also shopping for one she'll change with you

likes floral patterned ones

blushes and says "it uh.. makes your boobs look bigger.. if that's a good thing."

would rather wear shorts than a bikini bottom

😭😭

Dolor [GI!Albedo]

Pairing: Albedo x Female!Reader 

Warnings: Angst, mentions of blood n darkish imagery woop

A/N: uh ha haaaa, I’m alive and picking lyrics apart to my needs bc if you know the song I used it isn’t meant like his lol I am not heavily well-versed on Albedo lore or how his general character is. I have a slight idea and I wanted to give a friend some hurty times. So this was born in about.. three to four hours with no editing yay. I also added Klee because I love her and I am sorry ((She does not get hurt she just has emotions))

dolor;;pain

“ Lᴏᴏᴋ ᴍᴇ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇʏᴇs, ᴛᴇʟʟ ᴍᴇ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ sᴇᴇ..”

‘The truth of this world…’  

Something that Albedo mumbled once in a blue, almost as if he was his normal self again. Then again, many would argue that he was never really normal in the first place. He was always the ever distanced and well distinguished alchemist of the Knights of Favonius. No one truly knew him well or personally, so it was more than a shock to others that he had found himself a special someone. He started to become his own sort of normal then. A little awkward mess of stumbles and soft words.

The adoration, however, was so very pure. It was so real and true- the kind that could change ones life, either by giving such feelings, or by being the lucky soul to receive them. 

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WHAT THE HELL did tumblr not save my completed draft or something fuck me

i'm officially starting the most boring part of my life. working in a 9 to 5 job counting the stock of products in the company until its dinnertime and writing excel reports during OT.

being a fresh graduate of college, i have chosen to be an intern at utopeeia sdn. bhd to afford my meals and detergent.

the scariest part is the introducing yourself part. hobbies? favourite colour? it's hard to choose, as i am a multi talented individual and likes every colour because i'm not biased.

hey, im ____. i like public speaking, skydiving, writing essays, angering my boss and other scary and extreme things.

yup, im going to let that be my future coworkers first impression of me.

all right, so for the next few days, i'll write my experiences with my friends in the corp!

kazuha

- sometimes helps me with my reports when he's free (such a sweetheart!)

- i WILL give him chocolate on valentine's!

- writes everyone poems on their birthdays

- treats coworkers to dinner

- in a party, always the sober one

-

itto

- will ride a scooter after work or put me in a trolley and push me into a puddle

- lets our onikabutos battle, he treats the battles like pokemon eraser battles. his onikabuto almost got confiscated once

- pranks our boss sometimes (i don't know how he got his hands on a fake cockroach. as far as i know, he can't save money for shit.)

- always in the pantry

- is the one who stocks up the shared fridge

albedo

- he's very normal.

- he sometimes acts so different from his usual self i kind of suspect he just got tired and slept in bed the whole day and his clone comes in the workplace.

- doesn't ever come to our after work parties

- everyone always talks about his "angelic" voice when he's not here

- he's easygoing and is very cheeky IF you know he's joking and being smug

- always gives away candy? why does he have so much of them???

scaramouche

- our bad tempered boss

- scolds us for scaring the customers when it's him who scared them away.. rolls eyes

- he's too grandeur. his whole room is made of glass, an amateur way to display wealth.

- noone likes him except our super straight coworker nina who gushes over every boy who passes by her even if they're assholes

- probably has a wife somehow. (we stole some glances at his photo frame on his desk and it was some wedding photo?! and he was kissing the bride?!)

- at least he's generous and doesn't give us a shitty payroll for the fussy things he makes us do

ganyu

- she is super sweet so she gets bullied

Tea Prompts!

Link to the prompts here :)

Tags: Kaeya, Albedo, Diluc, Dainsleif, Tartaglia x gn!reader(separate), fluff mostly, angst if you s q u i n t, Diluc/Kaeya story spoilers

milk tea; what are their kisses like?

Kaeya Kaeya kisses like an avalanche, sudden and passionate and heavy. He’s not coy, he’s not slow, he knows what he wants and his kisses reflect that. Pulls you in by the waist or cups your cheeks and tilts your face to his. He tastes faintly like wine, which is funny, because his kisses leave you breathless and intoxicated, wanting more.

Dainsleif Slow and meaningful, every kiss has a place and a time. A reason behind it. He’s touch starved and afraid and that shows in the way he grips your jaw and holds you close as he kisses you like it’ll be the last time every time. He doesn’t know the meaning of soft, there’s only you, and him, and his never ending quest to defeat the Abyss. He tastes like the mixed drinks he consumes at night and during the day he tastes faintly of something you couldn’t begin to explain.

Tartaglia His kisses are suffocating and are never short or without some sort of battle for dominance. He kisses like the ocean, pulling you down and washing over you with his essence. He tastes like how you imagine victory would taste, it's all very interesting. He’s a lot of tongue and teeth and gripping you tight no matter who is watching, he doesn’t care, he just wants to show you how he feels, and oh boy do his kisses somehow always convey how he feels.

Diluc Heated and needy, so so needy. He’s touch starved but in a really different way than Dainsleif. Away from prying eyes he’s touchy and needy, hands roaming your body, your hair, you. He’s so warm and he tastes like cinnamon hearts. Diluc insists one hand must be in his hair at all times when he’s kissing you, and his hair is so soft and fluffy it’s hard not to indulge. In public he prefers chaste kisses but he’s not above pulling you away for a proper kiss.

Albedo Experimental, curious, it changes every time. He always tastes of chalk and the lollipops he steals from his fellow captain’s desk. A surprising amount of less lip on lip action, he likes to roam with his mouth, find out what makes you tick, where to kiss to get certain reactions. Sometimes he’ll reenact a scene he read in one of Lisa’s romance novels. He’s just curious and his kisses and their always changing nature certainly reflects that.

peppermint tea; what do they get excited about?

Kaeya Kaeya is versed in a lot of things. Perfume making, hand to hand combat, horse training, how to read body language, wine in food, wine in drink form, wine in general. But nothing quite gets him excited like a good chat about the wine making process. He learned from his adopted father what goes into making a good wine, and perhaps he’s not part of that family anymore.. But he still remembers how they do it and the intricacies always excite him. So much goes into a fine wine you would not believe- And look at that, he’s been talking for the last hour and for once Diluc isn’t annoyed. You win :)

Dainsleif History, ohhhh my archons. He can talk about history all night if you let him. He talks with his hands when he’s excited about something, drops whatever he’s holding to start gesturing wildly like how the French do? It's cute. Besides history though, he knows, much like Kaeya, quite a bit about alcohol and has no qualms discussing what makes a fine drink. And beyond those two facets of his personality. You’ll find he gets quite excited over.. Flower crowns? Make him one and his eyes light up, star pupils widening as he puts it on. You swear the stars became hearts for a second there..

Tartaglia Man loves fishing like all the chads do. Can talk about fishing all day. Can talk about battle strategy all day, too. And how fishing is good battle practice- Focus, Ajax. Right! He likes dogs, feeling their soft fur between his fingers. He also gets really excited when you ask about his family. He’s pulling out his wallet where he has at least two dozen photos of his siblings and parents. He’s got a massive family, you realise very quickly as he lists their names and little things about them. It’s the only time you’ve ever seen his dull eyes shine, even though it's just a smidge. There’s a shine when he talks about his family.

Diluc Tell him you’re thinking of learning the piano and watch how quickly he pulls his gloves off and leads you to the grand piano in the winery. Invites you to sit beside him so he can teach you the basics. He’s incredibly skilled at piano, and wants you to share in his hobby. Can talk about pianos all day, apparently he knows how to fix them too? Even if pianos are dull to you, indulge him. The way he lights up is to die for, he’s not one for idle chit chat, but pianos?? Man won’t shut the fuck up. Truly, it’s nice. To hear him talk so much

Albedo Another one for the mundane shit tbh. Flowers, light sweet foods, science, dusty old tomes, the truth of the universe- His curiosity is his ‘excitement’. He doesn’t show excitement like the others but you can tell he’s excited when he’s talking about a species of flower and his words sort of slur together as he talks at a fast monotonous pace. Or when he finishes an experiment and you’re the first person he runs to with the results like he just uncovered some great big thing(everything is a great big thing in pursuit of the truth!) You’ll notice that he actually really wants to share his curiosity with you. You. You make him excited, his favourite lab partner.

pomegranate tea; at what point did they know they loved their s/o?

Kaeya When he realised you saw past his lies. The “I’m fine, dove! What? Want my attention?” sort of lies. The moment you began to see past them, you started to hold him, but you never really pushed beyond letting him know you were there. That’s when he realised he had done the unthinkable. Kaeya Alberich had fallen in love, with you. And honestly? Screw the ancient plot. With you by his side, he could conquer the world, but he’d much rather wake up to your kisses instead.

Dainsleif Dainsleif hates to admit it, but he is the kind of man who falls in love with everything around him. The flowers that bloomed despite the harshest conditions, the comforting breeze, water against his skin, the stranger on the street he just passed. So he had always loved you in the way he loved everything. But he realised he really loved you when you traced the leylines on his arm, no fear, no hesitation, just adoration in your eyes. Watching you, he realised that while he loved everyone and everything in the way a guardian does. There was nobody he wanted to protect more than you.

Tartaglia Some may say it's when you bandage his wounds with worry and panic, when you show him that you love him. But really it's when you listen to him talk about his family, talk about how he actually didn’t like his job but he had to do it, for them, he says. And you never judge him. Running your fingers through his hair as he recounts his regrets, when the bloodthirsty warrior persona is gone and it's just Ajax, the boy who liked to fish and listen to stories. When you’re just you, the person who cares about him underneath his title. Love is such a strong word, such a strong feeling, but every time you look at him when he talks.. He loves you.

Diluc Another one for team loves too much, truly. He’s so scared all of the time. His family is gone, and he blames himself for it, he pushed Kaeya away, he couldn’t save his father in time. So accepting that he loved you was not something done easily. But watching you interact with his brother, being kind to someone he still loves who he knows is suffering. Your kindness as Kaeya’s smile falters just a little bit. It's then that he realises he loves you. And the moment the last patron is gone he doesn’t hesitate to bury his face in the crook of your neck and tell you how he feels, no matter how scared he is.

Albedo Love? What is love but a chemical reaction? Albedo doesn’t understand relationships let alone love. All he knows is his heart ticks faster when it sees you, the pulsating grows louder in his ears and it confuses him more than anything else. Watching you interact with Klee, smile on your face as the young girl shows you something or another. Albedo wishes to study this feeling, understand his diagnosis. Is he dying? Contagious, perhaps? Book after book and his answer lies in commitment and he wonders if he can commit. But then you look at him as he rambles on and on about a topic he’s well aware you don’t care about and he decides. Yes. He can commit.

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