Diary Of 26 March 2022

applying for jobas

what happens when you apply for a job in teyvat!

includes: hu tao, xiangling, rosaria, albedo

masterlist here.

hu tao

"good evening, kid! what are you doing here?" "i'm here to apply for a job." "ohh, great! we have been so understaffed lately, it's just me and zhongli, everyone else who sees corpses everyday can't stand it!" "haha. i also see corpses everyday, so i will be fine. my whole family is dead." "oh, sorry. anyways, wear our uniform! here, 20 bucks please."

"um.. no. not before i see the salary." "sorry! err... it's $300000 mora a month." "what? are you for real? what a deal!"

hu tao smirked. after all, they only give staff such a high salary because they overprice their funerals. people who think zhongli is poor because he works here are so dumb! someone like him will not ever accept a paycheck.

xiangling

walking to wanmin restaurant, you wanted to talk to chef mao but accidentally read the wanmin restaurant poster instead.

"chef mao, i'm here to be an apprentice." "sorry kid, we don't accept any staff. me and my daughter is enough. and we certainly don't want some stranger to ruin our recipes." "by 'recipe' you mean a fucking slime secretions sandwich? hell naw ywou do your thing. i'll work for the liuli pavilion."

"fine by me. we don't need you," chef mao says.

when he said that, a girl's head popped out from under the counter.

"dadd!!! we are in need of kitchen help. if she will ruin our recipes, we can still let her cut and prepare the ingredients! you won't need to wake up at 4 every morning to shave potatoes again..." "i suppose you're right," he sighed. "welcome aboard. but before that, how fast can you cut a carrot?" "like a normal person. i'm slow, but practice makes perfect, right.."

"yes it does. now please, cut up this chicken into cubes. our popcorn chicken is very popular."

rosaria

"you? work in church? why are you even asking me? when i go to church i don't even sing with my sisters."

"well you were standing outside the church like you wanted to go inside so i thought you were a nun hiring people."

"no, i wanted to go inside because it was burning hot outside. and i was waiting for the nuns to finish singing about bartabatos." "who is that?" "you want to become a nun and don't know who that is? oh gods."

albedo

i'm truly scared of that stone faced alchemist. but i've graduated from sumeru academy, so he can't not accept me right? although i did not pass with flying colours. albedo is always wandering around collecting birds in cages and turning them into geovishaps.. how scary. but alchemy is the only thing i'm good at, and i need a job! here goes..

"hey. i'm someone who likes alchemy. wanna hire me?" "only if you're better than timaeus and won't push this green haired girl and awaken a giant dead ice flower." "umm.. surely not. that seems impossible." "well, it sure isn't. i've experienced it." "i would be surprised if you haven't. you talk about it like it's real."

"turn this boar into a lamb please, it's a test."

after a few hours, you made the boar look like a lamb. "good job. i can surely do things faster than that, but hey, at least you're better than timaeus. all he does is stand near the alchemy table and interrupt people when they want to craft something."

"i feel you... and people." you say.

might i suggest:

albedo's love language is physical touch and he's a lot more affectionate than he seems

but he doesn't really notice that he's being affectionate

he'll tangle your fingers with his while he writes with the opposite hand

press feather light kisses to your temple or cheeks

but it's completely unintentional, like he's not doing it with the intent of being a sweetheart, he just ... does it

he'll bring your hand to his lips and kiss your fingers almost absentmindedly, and wonder why you're so fidgety and embarrassed

he's totally kissed every part of your hand at some point

palms, finger tips, wrist, knuckles.. just because he can

when you ask why he does this, he'll be genuinely confused

"do you not like it?"

of course you like it, what the fuck .

albedo's behavior suggests that he’s been waiting to do this with someone -- with you -- for a while

you were the piece he was missing, which is why he behaves as though nothing he does is strange or new

yes, he actively seeks out your hand while he's working

you don't stop him from working either, he just really, really, really likes having you around. maybe he won't say it, but you don't ever question it when he brings your hand to his lips again

sappho

Bruh iwas wondering at 12am randomly why I keep getting lesbian allegations and BRO I FOUND OUT MY SAPPHO SIGN FOR FUN like i legit thought i was a pisces sappho or something and that it wasnt important in my chart THEN IT WAS ACTUALLY IN GEMINI CONJUNCT MY SUN AND VENUS AT 1 DEGREE WTFFF 😭😭😭😭 NO WONDER

BATMAN MOVIE REVIEW

7/10 movie

this movie was great. i guess.

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it starts off extremely heavy. dark colours, red lights. rainy atmosphere, gothic aesthetic, loud OSTs, batman walking around with heavy footsteps hitting bad guys in his stiff armor. there was this feel. so... renaissance! i love it.

but i feel like after the 1.5 hour mark things get more.. normal? maybe i just got used to the spectacular directing, i don't know. i just got less overwhelmed and more like, i knew they would pull this off, not surprised. there were still times where they synced the sound effects of batman slamming this guy's head to a car with the beat of the OST which were really sneaky and cool.

i know it's a heroes movie and there is no good ending without a "lesson on morals" at the end with batman spitting a whole morals thesis but it was so.. hero-like. not my style!

OST - perfectly timed, catchy, mysterious.

STORY - interesting with the riddle thing but when bruce slowly progressed through the riddles it got boring. pattinson makes a good batman though! really love the threatening alpha thing he has going on. xoxo

SONGS - if my memory serves me right they only played one song in this movie. two times. and i liked it! so it's okay...!

AESTHETICS - OMG!!! 10/10.... !!!!! upbeat colours, beautiful settings, graphics.. visuals...

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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.

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?"

How Genshin Impact Characters Love (as told by tarot)

tags: headcanons, tarot

a/n: (smh i was supposed to do my tokyo revengers version of this today and i come here with genshin because i’m so excited about inazuma releasing lol) here we are with another ‘how genshin characters love’ post, but this time with a tarot-based twist! my tarot event was surprisingly popular, so i thought why not do this again with fandoms i really like and obviously i had to do some genshin characters. if people really like it, i think i’ll do more genshin characters if people have certain characters in mind! let me know what you guys think of the interpretations, i think they’re accurate to the characters!

deck: true black tarot

xiao

the emperor, the moon, page of wands, knight of cups

xiao’s love was a risk he decided to take, a dance of uncertainty he isn’t sure will lead him but he joins it anyway. xiao knows the pain that ultimately always follow when one of the adepti decides to love a human, it is something he was painfully aware of before pursuing a relationship with you and it is something that is always at the back of his mind throughout. but that fear and sorrow wasn’t enough to stop him in the end. xiao’s love is expressed through his actions and spending time with you. his love is sturdy and a love you can depend on because he presents himself as such. if there are only so many days, months, and years he can have with you, xiao doesn’t want you to feel unloved or neglected for even a minute of it. his love is protective, likening himself to your own personal knight like stories of old from nations like mondstadt and fontaine. he dreams of a day his karmic debt is something he no longer has to worry about and he is able to cast away his yaksha mask for the simple pleasures of being with you and experiencing life the way you have. maybe a day like that will come, maybe it won’t, either way xiao plans to be beside you

albedo

seven of wands, anant, five of swords, the sun

there’s a selfishness to albedo’s love that he isn’t able to figure out. he wants to devote all his time to alchemy, yet he also wants to spend the exact same amount of time with you. he wishes to discover the secrets of life that this universe holds, but he also finds himself wishing to discover things about you that you haven’t revealed or that even you yourself aren’t privy to (although there are times he does figure something out about you only for you to do something else completely contradictory, it’s an endless cycle that only goes to show how complicated human nature is). the selfish desires running rampant in him are all at conflict with each other and a practical solution for it all is hard even for the chief alchemist of mondstadt, and one of the brightest minds in mondstadt, to come up with. but despite his troubling, for lack of a better word, inner conflicts, albedo love is warm and joyous. he enjoys having you in his life and cares for you greatly. the sunflower is a symbol of longevity, adoration, and loyalty, all of which he feels towards you. he may not be one for dancing, but the way you make him feel is a feeling mighty close. perhaps he can recreate the imagery with alchemy, you certainly make his feelings feel like they are sprouting up like sunflowers

eula

the fool, eight of swords, strength, the emperor

for the spindrift knight, love would be a new, less traveled road she’s never embarked upon until you came into her life. love was something eula’s had yet to receive from even her own family, so romantic love was especially unfamiliar for her. those were feelings she’s never thought of having for anyone, definitely unplanned. but isn’t love generally that way to begin with? still, eula likely held herself from back from her feelings, though it shows on her face plenty despite trying to present herself as apathetic and uncaring. when she let’s go of those self imposed chains and learns what love is supposed to be like, eula’s love is secure and steady. she might not always express it the way she’d like, but her actions speak far louder than her words ever could through caring and compassionate actions. you don’t care about her status as the depraved descendant of mondstadt’s fallen clan. you only see her as eula, your eula, and that for her gives her the courage to walk with you on a path together and see where it leads you even if she feels as blind as a newborn with every step she takes

yanfei

page of swords, eight of swords, knight of cups, the hierophant

yanfei’s love is straightforward and clear. just as her contract to her parents dictated, yanfei lives freely and only makes choices that serve to make her happy. as such, when she comes to love someone, yanfei doesn’t hold back and she presents herself in earnest to be in a relationship with you. she assures you through her words that she loves you and loves being with you and whenever her busy work as a legal advisor gives her some free time, yanfei is more than happy to spend it with you (though she may chatter most of the day away). despite her cheery and lackadaisical disposition, however, it hasn’t slipped her mind that being half-adeptus your lifespans are severely different. she often worries about when the time will arise that this detrimental difference begins to show on your body that will age much faster than her own. but yanfei knows this is the price all of adeptus blood must pay if they wish to partake in relationships with the humans

childe

knight of pentacles, queen of pentacles, the tower, four of cups

childe’s love is as dedicated as love comes despite his playful and shrewd nature he shows to others who don’t have the luxury of knowing him the way you or his family does. but when childe loves, he is no longer childe the eleventh harbinger of the fatui or tartaglia the thrill-seeking warrior. no, when childe loves – truly comes to fall in love – he is ajax of snezhnaya who loves his family above all else. the people he becomes with his various aliases aren’t associated with the relationship he has with you, like a shield of love and luxury that exists only for the both of you. he can be himself and pretend his troubles and duties don’t burden him when he’s with you and relax solely on you. but ajax isn’t foolish, he knows there’s only so long he can keep you separated from the fatui and what carrying the titles childe and tartaglia brings. something has to give, either your relationship or his duties as a harbinger. it is something he thinks about constantly but perhaps there is a flower hidden in the branches of the weeping willow tree that alludes to a positive outcome after the end of his contemplative period

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!!

16th July 2022

woke up at 7:05, brush teeth, change, eat. gather at padang,, they gave a bottle o water, gardenia bread, oat crunch and cream o...! They did the zoomba and liting was leading , we danced to wakawaka eh eh shamalamila eh eh, a maroon 5 song and did starjump. typical teacher made us do 3 times because we "werent coordinated"!

me valerie asli aishua gather at middle of starting line. valarie said we can be "runners" quote unquote then we wrre like sure!!! then when we joking about stuff i saw cikgu hisham hand was like 3.. 2.. then FART and we were like omg! omg! Then valerie run and ditch us and me asli run to find her and only found her at mrt there

after we reunited with mrs ferari I ditched asli and i run!!!!! I said hi to my form3 pss teammate in the camp, i jog again, slow walk sometimes also, said "Hiii!!! Shi ying~~!!!!" then we chatted for a while then i jog away. She was like "O ziqi ah, ziqi ziqi!" today. so funny but im kinda scared to make conversation with her.

when passing by the puay chai 2 nasi lemak guy he chinese and his wife malay ma then he was like "NI MEN BU HUI PAO DE LA, ONLY KNOW HOW TO WALK EYEROLL EMOJI" THEN WE ALL STARING AT HIM. Matthew run past me at nasi lemak stall 🤬🤬🤬🖕

At 1u traffic light there i was balancing on the sidelanes and i wa sjogging on it idk how i tripped bro i was perfectly balanced, it was like i was walking regularly and then my vision just tilted sideways then my palms were on the sidelane and my feet were on bicycle road, then i was like omg so sandy! then ran. near the school gate i speed walk and today we never enter school using normal gate we use the teacher car gats and we still have to run to the startng line only finish.

i was at transporter parjing there then my form 1 friend in front of me run already so i was like omg fine i speedwalk but cikgu fakruddin was holding camera and noone was posing everyone walking so i ran for him and he took a shot and i ran until the finish line (technically starting line)

when i reach i thought can rest already but the girls on the side of the school road were like NOO!! RUN!! UNTIL STARTING LINE!!! THEN I RUN IDK WHY BUT I WAS EUPHORIC IT WAS SO FUN RUNNING LIKE THIS WHY DIDNT I RUN THE WHOLE DAMN TIME 🤬🤬🤬

Liting and i grabbed orange juice in canteen, seniors were surrounding it. I still got a place near the orang ejuice cylinder with 200ml of juice left and they were fighting for it.. Litjng was like, "OMG THATS UR SENIOR!!!" then i was like whart???? "IN FRONT OF YOU LA" THEN SHE WAS ACTUALLY IN FRONT OF ME OUR FACES WERE LIKE 20CM APART 😍 Then liting brave she ask the other senior to "let her la!" then when he finish taking he gave me the ladle! i accidentally took a lot bc liting tilted the thing sideways so i could take more.. Then we queued for milo.

Liting bought me to BP room, tharun sister is actually a pengawas! then sofee and her were talking there and liting and i were looking at her (lt) spotify profile. Then a senior oengawas come, "she not pengawas?" then liting brought me out! then we Only take milo actually..

Zhen hin took some photos, just remembered right now, i forgot to ask him for it. I probably look bomb in it. 🥺

In award ceremony got one dude win second place and bought his phone up the stage. He held it diagonally to the audience and it was a huge text saying "EZ" while the principal gives him a medal. that was jerky but funny.

When we got home i showered and we left for hometown! Down the lift my mom said she'll take the next one since ours was packed. when we arrive at LG1 floor an uncle was standing facing the doors of the lift and my dad was mad bc he was in a rush then they almost bumped into each other, he didn't even say sorry, so i smiled and nodded slightly at the uncle and he smiled! good mooOooOod~~~

Bought filet o fish, fries and cheeseburger. 10/10. In ipoh ate chicken rice.. i ate mostly tauge and rice. 7/10

ah ma made boiled buns it was mediocre, don't wanna Hurt her feelings though.. >-<

yeah nobody is..🤨🤨😣👍

Nobody is gonna talk about how Hazel had Leo and Frank fighting over her at age 13 🥲🥲