Wriothesley Teaches You How To Fight Like A Pro

You shouldn't keep reminding yourself how old you are.

Sure, you can always reminisce about when you were a kid, how weird it was that you were pre-pubescent. But being stuck in the past and awe-stricken by how young you were doesn't help, because you're getting older as you think about that. You don't have time to daydream about your childhood, unless it's for self reflection and improvement, because you have to keep moving. You're not even that old now, you just think you are because you're jealous of all the time the kids have left compared to you while in actuality you have just as much time as they do to chase your dreams, because you're not an arthritis-struck old lady yet.

thank you.

oh albedo!🧎🛐🙏💯🥵😇🥰

busy

nsfw!!! albedo x f!reader

cockwarming, blowjob, needy!reader, uninterested!albedo

••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••

“I’m busy,” Albedo tells you for about the sixth time in the past ten minutes, and your shoulders drop in dissatisfaction. “I’ll take care of you after I finish my research.”

You huff in response because you know he won’t be finished anytime soon. He would stay hunched up in this room forever if he could - and he tries to.

He’d probably be able to if it weren’t for you, his pretty angel who would come bother him for even a sliver of attention. Whether it be just to sit beside him in comfortable silence or to ask him about what he was researching, you were always there with him. You were surprised he wasn’t sick of you by now.

Unbeknownst to you, he adored it - adored you. Loved when you would come to visit him even if it pulled him away from his work, filling the otherwise quiet room with your sweet voice while you leaned your cheek onto his shoulder.

Today, though, you were pestering him a little extra. Heat simmered under your skin and its been so long since he’s touched you and he hasn’t made any move to do so. So you took it upon yourself to get what you wanted.

What you wanted translated into you asking to suck him off while he worked.

“I’ll stop bothering if you let me.” You promise - a lie but he didn’t have to know that - gently trying to push him so you could move in front of him. “I’ll be good, Bedo, please.”

He pauses, letting out a light sigh before sliding himself and his chair backwards to make a space for you.

You beam at him, eagerly crawling and squeezing yourself into the space under the table and between his legs. He watches you intently while you so excitedly kneel below him before reaching out and pushing your hair back and out of your face.

That was the only time he touched you, leaving you to do as you wished while he did whatever he was up to before.

It’s a shame he was so set on research instead of watching you. You looked so pretty with his cock in your mouth, doing your best to fit him all the way down your throat. Hands splayed out on each of his thighs and your eyes blinked back tears while you tried to accommodate his girth.

You were so messy, too, saliva and precum on your chin - Albedo likes it wet, likes you looking a mess.

The way he didn’t react - besides a few heavy breaths and a small ‘fuck’ that spurred you to take him deeper - made you feel hot and more desperate for him, squirming in your spot between his legs. This wasn’t enough for you, not when you know you could be getting fucked right over the table he was sitting at.

Pulling off him and gasping for air, spit stringing from the tip of his cock to your mouth. Your jaw was sore from it being kept wide open for so long and your throat burned.

“Bedo,” a small, raspy whimper.

A small noise of acknowledgment from him, “hm?”

“C’n I please-“

“I thought you said you would stop bothering me after this?” You wiggled your hips again, whining and wrapping your lips around the wet head of his cock.

“I’ll never get anything done if you keep pestering me like this.”

His hand grabs your jaw, pulling your mouth away from his dick and making you peer up at him. He admires you for a short while, thumb swiping along your slick bottom lip, to which you open in hopes he’ll let you suck on it.

He doesn’t, opting instead to lean back a little more, patting his thigh like he was calling a dog to come to him. Your face burns at that but you don’t pass the opportunity to sit on his lap, crawling up and situating yourself atop him.

You can feel his dick against you, pressing against your cunt, twitching under you at the feel of your wetness. You thank god that he’s so lenient with you, letting you act out your desires with nothing more than amused scolding.

With hands on shoulders, you lift yourself just enough so he can slip himself inside. He hooks his own chin over your shoulder, seemingly drawing his attention back to his work once again.

“That’s better?” He asks whilst writing, but its rhetorical. The way you immediately start rolling your hips tells him all he need, a high chant of “yesyesyes” spilling from you.

A try at making a rhythm was lost quickly, head too cloudy to do more than little desperate jerks of your hips.

Doing all the work was tiring, with Albedo not even shifting his hips to aid you, just letting you pathetically twitch and grind and whimper like a bitch in heat - he’d tell you that, if he was more vulgar, but doesn’t. He’s sure you already know, anyway.

Even though he was quite good at blocking things out, the wet suction and squeeze of your walls around him were a little much, and he had to stop his work to take a breath and calm himself a little.

It unfortunately didn’t do much, the never stopping movements from you becoming something that he couldn’t just ignore.

So he decided on a different course of action.

“You’re distracting me,” he murmurs, grasping you hip with one of his hands, to which they kick forwards. “Stop moving.”

You shake your head, a silent protest at his notion. How mean could he be to make you stop?

A pinch to your side and a simple “what did i say?” were enough to make you think twice.

You let out something akin to a sob, hips shaking as an attempt to keep them still. It was somehow too much and not enough at the same time and it made you want to cry, made you want to tell Albedo how mean he was being right now.

He’s so stubborn sometimes, so set on working and blocking out the rest of the world that even when he wants something he wont get it. You, tearful and pouting, shove your face in the junction of his neck and shoulders and try your hardest to just sit.

“Good girl,” a praise - he knew you were pouting - to keep you from being too upset.

“Just a little while longer, alright?”

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.

😭😭

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. 

Keep reading

ʜᴏᴍᴇ⠀┃⠀ɪɴꜰᴏʀᴍᴀᴛɪᴏɴ⠀┃⠀ʀᴇǫᴜᴇsᴛɪɴɢ⠀┃⠀ᴍᴀsᴛᴇʀʟɪsᴛ

CORRUPTING YOUR CLOSET PERVERT ROOMMATE

☰ ⠀ ❝ i never knew you were such a pervert. ❞

DETAILS !⠀your roommate has been cooping inside his room A LOT and you wonder why the hell he needs a lot of tissues. you also started to question the constant groans echoing on the hallways during the wee hours of the morning. as so, you went ahead and conducted your little investigation. [ featuring SCARAMOUCHE and ZHONGLI in a modern collage AU with fem! implied reader ]

————⠀ SCARAMOUCHE

it was like an unspoken rule between the two of you, establishing boundaries and setting in some warnings whenever you two prance and laze around the apartment at different hours of the day. scaramouche was pretty strict when it comes to his own activities and responsibilities and you were carefree and passionate about your own hobbies and every little thing that interests you. with both of your ways of living contrasting one another, it was hard to find common ground but somehow it all worked out in the end... save for the fact that it's you who did all the job in pushing your relationship from mere strangers who share the same apartment space to friends (as to what scaramouche had undoubtedly cringed at).

it took you months to even have your roommate look at you whenever you pass by the little hallway separating your own little spaces. even when you bid him a sweet "good morning" or let him share some bacon and toasts you made for breakfast, your efforts used to be left in vain but now it was the opposite. ever since the day you brought him his favorite drink (that you noticed he'd buy every. fucking. day) when he was having his finals, you gained the ability to jab and playfully bark back at every playful insult running past his mouth the next day he sits with you for breakfast.

"you know? you can be cute when you're this soft around me," you once remarked during a movie night you somehow got him to participate in. note how his eyes would glare at you, throwing a popcorn directly at your face which you returned with an equal amount of jest as you started poking his side.

"stop fucking doing that," he groans when he felt your fingers press down the flesh of his torso, you just laughing so gleefully beside him. as the distance grows smaller, the harder it was for scaramouche to handle how his thoughts ran from one idea after another. he can feel how your breasts would brush so gently on his arms, taking note of how you weren't wearing a bra underneath the large shirt. next is how your thighs would flex as you kneel and sit down at his side... it grows worse when he sees how your short rides up to expose more of your skin as you leaned back after he admitted your shitty victory.

and since then, as the movie had finally ended, as the two of you retreated back to your own rooms, you went back to having no contact with scaramouche himself.

you were worried. well, it wasn't the first time you two had poked at each other's things and that wasn't even the worse that you two have let the other feel. but the way he acted as if you were back in day one had hurt you, no, you were disappointed as he was being a bit unfair in treating you like this. whenever he sees you frowning or sulking in the apartment, he was the first to barge in insults at how ugly you look and it honestly made you feel worse during the early stages of your relationship. but the small acts of kindness (that he does in his own twisted and cruel way) aren't left unnoticed when you'd see a bar of chocolate or a small bag of your favorite snacks hanging on your doorknob.

so you wanted to do the same thing for him as well.

and there came the day where you finally have enough time to confront him. your professor was kind enough to dismiss the class 15 minutes earlier than he used to so you dashed your way back to your apartment. you were a bit nervous since you don't even know where to start but knowing how difficult scaramouche would be, it doesn't matter as long as you manage to grab a hold of him.

as you insert the key to your door and twist the knob open, you were welcomed by complete silence. you thought that maybe he was out to eat but you saw his shoes at the entryway. you sighed, merrily, as you quickly discarded your shoes and went to walk through the living room all the way to the small hallway.

and that's when you heard it.

hushed grunts and the familiar creaking of his chair echoing through the walls. scaramouche's voice was strained, laced in such discomfort that you almost stepped inside his room out of sheer concern. but you quickly halted on your track, heart beating fast to gloriously stain your face with such warmth as you heard your name being moaned out loud.

oh.

slowly and gently, you twisted the door to his room, smiling when you found it unlocked. inch by inch you reveal scaramouche's body settled on the comforts of his chair, hands pumping up and down his cock leaking with so much precum. the faint glow of his computer screen had illuminated some colors on his flushed skin, his eyes were shut close to avoid any sort of distraction while his hand was desperate for more stimulation.

and following the old movie fashion when you caught someone doing something naughty, you tiptoed your way towards him, lung constricting as you held in a deep breath as you wanted to surprise him as much as he had surprised you.

"you really are cute, aren't you scara~," you whispered behind his back. he was surprised, almost falling out of his chair but you quickly caught him and leaned down to meet his strong gaze.

"why the fuck are you so early?" he says through gritted teeth, finding it hard to spat any insults when he was busy shoving himself right back inside his shorts but you stopped him from doing so. "out. g-get the fuck out of here." oh, is that a stutter you hear?

"but you looked like you needed an extra hand with your problem," you whispered while looking down at his still hard cock, forming a bump underneath his shorts. as you are supposed to look at the dark little patch stain on his shorts, what had you smiling more was the picture he has on his phone. "i never knew you were such a pervert."

amidst the scolding hate scaramouche felt to you and himself, his mind had snapped out of the haze of vexation when his eyes widen and his hand scrambled to grab his phone and immediately pressed on the power button to turn it off. "to hell f/n, you weren't supposed to—,"

humiliated, for once scaramouche felt all his frustrations crashing down at him in waves. all those prurient inclinations just to feel some sort of relief because of the ache you had caused him came in unyielding hurls of shame to what he thought to be his ice-cold heart. your smiles, the gentleness in your voice, the smart way you raise a banter with him—he had grown so fond of those little things that he grew attached to and longs more for the fuzziness you have him experience.

but you made it hard for him to admit all of these feelings raging inside the thick iron walls he had set around himself. he doesn't like the way you made him feel so weak and soft around you and when it grew worse as the time he saw you in a very suggestive post, he can't help but try to distance himself.

but fuck that photo of you in a swimsuit, fuck him feeling so horny over you.

"but what if i want to?" your sudden outburst caught him off guard, pausing when he saw the dark glint in your eyes and yet the worry shimmers right above the surface. "do you know how much i hate the way you ignored me for days?"

you fumed while you settle in between his legs. he intently watches your every move, hating how he hissed when your hand went to pull his cock out of the confines of his shorts. he hates how he whispered curses when you steadily pump on his aching dick. he hates the way his eyes practically begged to be touched, his fingers sink deep in his palm as he doesn't even fucking know where to hold onto to.

"tell me, do you want this scara?" gentle, despite the dirtiness there is to your intentions.

"j-just fucking suck on it, f/n." he grunts, eyes looking away, once more escaping your gaze. you didn't like that, you were frustrated as much as he is so when you raise a hand and gave his cock a light slap on the tip, you saw how his body trembled and his hips buckling in reaction to the pleasurably painful sting on his cock.

"is that the proper way to ask? after being so fucking shitty to me, scara?" you glanced and saw the lustful gloss on top of his dark pupils. he had his teeth biting down his lower lip, bits of his pride pours out whenever he moans. "come on, you can do better than that."

"p-please, just... suck my cock already." and you grinned at the expense of his embarrassment but also to satiate what he had always longed for the day you barged in his life. slowly you gave the tip of his cock some experimental kitten licks, erupting a cute high-pitched cry from his lips. the cold look on his face melts, his cheeks were blushing, eyes locked on his cock which you continue lapping the tip with your tongue, his bottom lips plump and red from biting so much...

ah, you can already feel how the two of you would spend more time with one another behind closed doors.

i really look like i have my favorites, huh?

————⠀ ZHONGLI

zhongli was absolutely the sweetest roommate you could've asked for.

were you being a bit biased with this? maybe but you never met someone so dashing and yet so down to this earth with all the humane and silly qualities you never knew someone who looks so perfect to have. he is sweet, really as he often knows how to brighten up your day with the simple compliments he'd throw at you before you went out to start your day. he would sometimes even bring back food he got from his friend who was filthy rich (you wondered how zhongli met him and didn't decide to stay with him).

sometimes, he'd even accompany you out to grab dinner from a fast food dinner. his towering height would often loom over you, making you feel safe to enjoy late-night walks. but the downside to that is he often forgets his wallet (he pays you though, don't worry) and his comments about some things were quite odd. it fascinates him, despite it going against what you think so you never have to worry about it as long as he doesn't dance around the subject for more than minutes.

zhongli, you're amazing roommate who also seemed to know a lot about history was really adorable in his own way. you would often be caught just looking at him as he explains to you the government records accumulated from the known liyue qixing. even when the topic would easily bore out people, you were there to listen and smile at how passionate he was while he was telling you more data he had grown to memorize by heart.

with how mesmerized you gazed at him, the more he can feel himself gets swoon away with the feelings he slowly harbored towards you.

it started out as an innocent interest with how you often be around him and just adorably hanging on every word he'd say. maybe that's what drove him to make you feel so special. next came the nervous ebbs he'd feel once he got to see more sides to you. from how your hair would stand up in places, how he'd witness your vulnerability as you trust him enough to listen to the thoughts and worries your heart had been stressing over—as he experienced how much you treated him more than what a friend does, from the simple kiss on the cheeks, the sweet wave you'd give him whenever you cross paths in university grounds, the way he was always the first one to hear your plans and would even be invited throughout the whole agenda... he can't help but reach the end of what used to be an innocent flow of his emotions as he can't help but crave more of what you have to offer.

but zhongli doesn't have the courage to ask what he wants from you.

he tested the ropes of his patience, discerning how taut it was to be able to withstand the blows of his own desires. he held nothing but utter respect towards you, he adores you and cherishes you as his roommate even when his mind screams more than what he tries to label the two of you as.

but with loosely severed strings and scarred purity, one can't hold back and soon he had surrendered to the decadence of such depraved yearning for pleasure.

zhongli thought you were out shopping with your friends, giving all the time he needs to focus on bringing himself any sort of comfort by using his hand. he imagines how it'd be your nimble fingers massaging small circles on his thighs, slowly riding its way up to the middle of his legs and meet his cock that rests so painfully between the cotton fabric of his underwear. as he sat down on his bed, back laid perfectly on the headrest, his legs parted and his cock now standing up to kiss his abdomen—this was the moment where he imagines it's you who was touching him.

so sweet and slow, taking your time in sliding your smooth skin against his skin, your lips teasing on his lips, eyes solely focusing on his dreamy golden orbs, mouth whispering nothing but love as he would do the same. he wishes for all those to come true but...

his hand will work, for now.

"oh d-dear f/n," he stutters out your name. his eyes were pressed closed as he let his mind work and do what needs to be done. the heat inside his body felt too bothersome to simmer down with a cold shower nor he would be willing to take his problem to other people who he knew would be willing to help. but no one can ever satisfy him, not when he felt so your pointer finger sliding up from his foot, your fingernail smoothly tracing a straight line that meets the joint of his hips. it was too good to feel your palm rests so gently on his hips, four of your fingers now making their way to his aching cock, rubbing along the shaft where the veins were prominent as it throbs painfully on your hold.

"please, i-i need you to... make me cum, please," zhongli grunts when he felt your fingers resting at the fat cockhead and messily smothers all the precum on the reddish tup. his mind going overdrive with his imagination.

"if you wanted me to, you could've just asked you know?" your voice loomed over his thoughts and when he opens his eyes, it was you who had your hand on his cock. the same smile he grew to love was plastered serenely on your face, calming the embarrassment he must be feeling when you sat down beside him and continued stroking his cock. "you looked like you're in pain, zhongli. may i?"

obediently, he replied with an eager nod.

"come on, use your big boy words zhongli. you can do that right?" big boy. the word had let go butterflies to rage in the pit of his stomach. he can't stop himself from flushing, hips buckling when you wrap your hand around the base of his needy dick. "use your big boy words like how you did earlier."

and he did, pliant and sweet, like the zhongli you always know but this time.... it was for other reasons and maybe, just maybe you now know why he was so good to you.

☰⠀TAGLIST⠀ⵓ⠀@lucifucker ະ @colourless-cora ະ @nshasy

☰⠀NOTES⠀ⵓ⠀i am dedicating the scaramouche prompt to @noiwillnotdothefandango because of the "kana is horny for scara so i'll make her hornier" agenda on disc. i love you so much 🥺 i know he is a bit ooc here but i can't help it 🥺🥺 i tried my best not to indulge so much in my own take for virgin scara but here you go 🥺 also thank you for @daddyscara for engaging on my horny thoughts about virgin scara on dms too. you the og, i love you so, so much.

😫😫🙏

pretending he's not your s/o. [2]

A/n: here's part two to the original request + think of this as a early birthday present from me to you!! you can find part one here, enjoy! some of these took a different turn plot-wise, i hope that's alright <3

Summary: reader pretends that their lover is their friend, co-worker, etc.

Characters: Aether, Albedo, Bennett, Childe, Chongyun, Diluc, Kaeya, Kazuha, Razor, Scaramouche, Venti, Xiao, Xingqiu, Zhongli

Warnings: fluff, a tiny bit of angst, i feel like i'm missing someone-, gn reader for all!

Word count: 2.7k

Accepts (he's very calm, rational, and understands)

Albedo: he understands why, and he's fine with it. especially if your relationship is something no one knows about, it'll be easier calling him your lab partner and friend. you both probably don't often go on missions together due to the busy schedules you both have, BUT when you're together, you probably often don't refer to each other in a very lovey-dovey way. at least in public; you two are very discreet! so, calling albedo something other than the endearing pet names you have reserved for behind closed doors is wayyy easier than you originally thought. and he's a very understanding boyfriend, so he definitely wouldn't throw a fit about this at all!

Chongyun: popsicle boy more than understands. he almost accepts a little too easily... he's not hurt by this, because your reasoning is rational and makes sense. he just wants you safe, so if he has to be your friend on a mission that's fine. everything is alright with him unless you start claiming you don't him who he is. then, and only then, is he bothered. if you bring this up in conversation, he may try to offer other ways to approach this, because he's like 0.001 bothered, but other than that everything is fine! just don't go around saying you don't know him because that's a huge shot in the chest that soft boy over here is not prepared for.

Diluc: this man understands completely! when you approached him about a mission jean was planning to send you on, he was a little worried, especially after he learned how far you'd be traveling... but when you asked him to accompany you on the long journey, he was relieved. the only minor issue is that he couldn't go as your boyfriend, due to issues of either one of you being targeted. he would go as your friend, the very well-known wine tycoon. he's not as bothered as many may think. why would he be? this is just a simple mission! no one would hit on you while he's at your side, he didn't need to be known far and wide as your boyfriend for men and women to stay away. he knows you can 100% handle yourself, so momentarily being referred to as your friend is alright.

Kaeya: telling kaeya you were going to stop calling him your boyfriend and all the nicknames attached in public was a blow to his heart, but guess what, if you have a reasonable enough explanation he totally understands. you tell him it has to do with a certain someone from your past intruding once again, and they're very dangerous, so he gets it and doesn't prod any fruther. he'll agree and not make a big fuss about it, only after he's done making a complete fuss about it. despite agreeing to accept, he teasingly asks you why you haven't been calling him this or that in public, and it takes a slap to the back of his head for him to 'remember' why you're only calling him captain or friend. this man is as smooth as butter so he'd never let it slip you're dating in a million years! but, that doesn't mean he doesn't pretend to let the secret slip, just to see your reaction. he walks the fine line of accepting but almost spilling the beans because he likes to tease you. don't worry though, after he's had his fun with you, just know he'll actually stop and leave it alone. but behind closed doors, the teasing doesn't necessarily stop ;)

Kazuha: he is definitely someone who agrees to this immediately, a little fast you joked. but he understands. you're from inazuma as well so you more than understand why your relationship needs to be kept on the down-low. especially since someone very close to you and kazuha perished, leaving you both as targets. even before your friends' murder, your relationship was a secret. so now that you're both outside of inazuma, you're definitely a little scared to share your true relationship with kazuha. due to kazuha's involvement with the crux and finding people he trusts, he's much more comfortable sharing your relationship with the pirates. you, on the other hand, having spent much of your time in mondstadt after your friends' death, are a bit more... worried. if you admitted your involvement with kazuha, what would happen to him? would he be slain down? at least for a little while longer, you want to remain as friends on the outside, to the people who know you in mondstadt and the crux. and kazuha's not against it either, as long as you come to terms that everything is alright on your own, he's more than fine keeping everything a secret!

Zhongli: telling him you would like to be called less friendly and endearing nicknames while in public, wasn't as much as a blow to his heart as you thought it would be. because he understands, and he's probably done it more than a few times as well, to keep you protected of course; he wouldn't just tell anyone you're his significant other, and vice versa. but this week you were meeting with some pretty dangerous people, alongside ningguang and yanfei to discuss legal action when it comes to a few individuals accused of money laundering; obtaining mora through illegal actions. during this time, zhongli offered to help in any way he could, and removing romantic gestures was rather easy. no one asked about your relationship because of how inconspicuous you two were being. but don't get me wrong, when this all blows away, he's less than a liyuen nobleman to you, assisting this case.

Accepts (he may accept, but that doesn't mean he isn't bothered)

Aether: poor boy! he's so hurt. what do you mean you don't want to call him your boyfriend??? sure, being called just a friend is fine because he is that too, but he's also your boyfriend so :( but after some thorough explaining done by beidou, he starts to understand why you both can't waltz into inazuma while you complete your own task, and share your lovers. he's THE knight, the one many know of now and are possibly after. it's safer for you to play under the guise of friends, more preferably friends while in inazuma, especially since he's heard baal is a very very tough cookie. if he's anything like kazuha has shared with him, it's best you don't refer to him as your boyfriend, especially if you cross her. she'd easily been the root of all of kazuha's pain, loss, and suffering. he didn't want that for either of you... so, for now, you're strictly traveling as companions or friends.

Razor: he can come to terms with this because he'll follow just about any order you give him. he trusts you wholeheartedly, and it's your word above all! but, in the back of his mind, there are times he wonders why? why does he have to be your friend again? it just doesn't make sense! lisa has to explain a few times why, and each time he comes to terms with it again, but there are still those times when he questions it. do you not want to be his significant other? would you rather be with someone else? but don't worry! he'll get over those fears as long as you reassure him that this is just a front while on this mission. reassure him that although to the public your title is friends, you're much more than that. and after, he'll totally be at ease.

Xiao: when your life was being threatened due to your title of an adepti, he knew it was important for you to go into hiding, effectively immediately. and for your safety, he accepts this instantly, without questions asked. but when zhongli tells him it's better for you two to not see or speak to one another, he is a little bothered. especially when you told him he might as well forget you were together, at least for the time being; it was a little harsh but you wanted to get your point across!! like razor, there's this insecure feeling bubbling within him. he wonders if he's strong enough, worthy enough, to be your lover. it doesn't matter how many times you reassure him that once this all blows over, you two can be together again and express your love to one another publicly or not. until then, he'd wait. waiting was going to be the easy part, he's waited for you to finally be his for thousands of years. what's another thousand, is his thought process. but when some of the younger liyuen's, such as xingqiu and hutao come to him and wonder where his graceful lover is, he can't help but feel momentarily defeated as he tells them you two were never together, just fellow adepti, co-workers, if you will. overtime, he'll come to terms with it, but for now, it does bother him a bit more than he'd admit.

Accepts (he accidentally/not so accidentally lets it slip)

Childe: you're not affiliated with the fatui, so any other group is practically a rival to them. you can't tell your affiliated group who he is to you and vice versa. but he so badly wants to share the secret... childe, like kaeya, walks the thin line of keeping the secret but wanting to prioritize his teasing and corny jokes instead. he'd much rather joke and tease about the nature of your true relationship than ever keep it a secret, and that's pretty much known. only very few in the fatui know of his secret, one being scaramouche after prying the information out of childe one day, and the other being la signora. despite how often he fought with scaramouche, and la signora's annoyance to be affiliated with the both of them, they were his closest friends! so of course, he'd feel comfortable enough around them to joke, and in the process, let it slip that he was dating you. ahhh, it takes so much bribing of scaramouche to not snitch and rat him out to the tsaritsa, and a lot of pleading with la signora to leave you alone; she was more concerned with meeting you, to see if you were truly worthy of dating childe, and far too busy judging you. how they found out? well, he'd accidentally let the joke carry on for too long and shared a bit too much information. unlike kaeya, childe is less than smooth and doesn't know how to keep this specific secret for the LIFE of him, so it's very hard, and practically eating him alive. he's a good keeper of secrets, only in the beginning though. give or take a few months the secret will be out to the entirety of the fatui.

Bennett: ahh, benny... he's so clumsy, he's BOUND to let it accidentally slip during a mission. he understands you want to only call him your friend for the sake of the mission, and that doesn't mean he's not bothered by it, but it works! momentarily... when you're both fighting a large group of treasure hoarders, one of them taunts what his purpose is if he's so clumsy and can't even do one thing right, and benny takes that PERSONALLY. he KNOWS he's not supposed to let it slip, but at this moment, he can't help but scream, "I'm their boyfriend, that's who! and i'm a pretty awesome one if i do say so myself." and suddenly, everything between hammers to swords drops and the world falls silent for a minute. you immediately scold bennett when you return home, claim although his gesture was... sweet. it was definitely dangerous to say that. jean had strictly said personal relationships should be kept on the down-low, no matter strength or rank of those involved. and he feels so bad because once again he goofed up. he's so upset about it and doesn't let it go the whole journey home. just reassure him that it wasn't the biggest deal in your opinion, because in the end, you both kicked ass together.

Xingqiu: this boy strikes me as someone who is a blabbermouth, and i know for sure he'd either accidentally or not so accidentally let it slip that you're really together when you're not supposed to be. your parents would NEVER accept your relationship. one, because you're their child duh, they're your stereotypical overprotective parents, and two, xingqiu is well... xingqiu. in their book, he'd never be a good match for you, especially if you come from a stoic lineage. he's too much of a goofball for them to handle grrr. but when they were finally free and caught you and xingqiu together one evening running around liyue harbor, they were more than shocked to see their with a boy?! your more overprotective parent was seething with anger, you had never seen them so bothered until now. but don't worry (or so you thought), xingqiu always managed to talk himself out of sticky situations, and this time had to be no different! you've told your boyfriend a thousand and one times, that if he ever by chance ran into your parents, never EVER tell them you're dating. he was simply a friend in your little group of friends. WRONG. because it seems like the script you spent hours teaching him had been washed down the drain. he's too carefree, and he forgot completely who he was supposed to say he was smh. instead of introducing himself as your friend, he told your seething parents exactly who he was.

DON'T!!! (his pride is obliterated and feelings are extremely hurt)

Scaramouche: unless the mission is incredibly important and life-threatening on both ends, then you should have nor want no reason to call him a friend or just a co-worker. after all these years, after finally coming to terms and accepting how he feels about you, YOU'RE the one who wants to backtrack and turn the clocks? why? are you insane? let's just say scaramouche's pride is shattered. how DARE you tell him you decided your official title would be friends until everything with the traveler blew over. how dare you!!! he feels anger, humiliation, and rejection, and guess what? he loathes it all. he doesn't really care if you're both in danger, because he knows he's more than capable of keeping you both safe, and vice versa. he's with you for a reason. he loves you of course, but he also knows you can handle your own. he will flat out tell someone who he is to you, meanwhile mosey around what you are to him because he's embarrassed to admit his feelings bye. his response to you calling him just a friend is, "we're not just friends, you idiot. stop telling people that!" he'll either be really blunt or like i said, mosey around the matter as much as he can. all i'm going to say is, if you don't want to be lashed out at, DO NOT call him a friend or anything in that vein.

Venti: tsk tsk. as much of a strong front he puts up when it comes to this, this bard, in particular, is a clingy little bastard, and he just can't accept this at the end of the day. why? because, well why would he want to have you refer to him as a friend, or even worse, a stranger? i feel like he would despise flat-out rejection, and if you're trying to call him a friend or stranger due to a mission, well then, that's the biggest form of rejection in his book! venti shows how bothered he is by this as he complains and whines, and is nearly bowing at your feet to not go through with this. "please, y/n! don't break my little heart." yes, he's practically begging. never would you have thought an archon to be bowing at your feet... a literal GOD pleading for you not to break his heart. and as much as it breaks your own heart, you have to go through with this! a mission is a mission, and if this can keep venti safe, you're all for it. although, if your life is in danger then, of course, he'll allow it! but he's going to want to mosey around the fact for a while, and ignore that you're actually calling him a friend... but if you're just trying to protect him, he'll laugh it off, and say he can protect himself. he jokes that he'd much rather face death than ever call him a friend or stranger, AHH.

7.19.21, rayofsunas

genshin people as your coworkers

includes: kazuha, itto, albedo, scaramouche

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

lessons learnt at educastle's seminar!

25/6 last sunday, i attended educastle's seminar on how to be motivated to learn!

through this talk, i learnt that LEARNING is a choice. it will NOT end after writing that PhD thesis📃. what matters is your curiosity🔍. noone is content with knowing only surface level textbook knowledge, they must also want to know the depths of the iceberg! 🤔

you are a student🧑🏼‍🎓not because you are binded to high school🏫, but because you are learning. an old man without a degree can also be a student. you choose to learn than stay idle, so congratulations, learner! 📚

a way to be constantly motivated to learn is to develop curiosity for the workings of life🤯. for me, i am extremely interested in the fields of mechanics and engineering🥼, so i will learn that as an interest.

a fact i learnt was that you will remember more of something when you question it🤔, more than if the speaker was directly spitting out facts you don't want to know about.🥱

to understand in depth about real-life problems🤨, you can use the 7 layer technique in which you question your answer 7 times💭. you can use this to develop higher order thinking skills🤔 and also know the contributing factors to your dilemmas.

why do i crave validation? because __. why __? because ___. why...... .... x7

"i have never loved someone"

well you're going to after you see Yap Min Hong

Thank you my most reliable slave. THIS IS SO FUNNY THO (NOt posting on X cuz my crush's friends are on there 🙏)