DIARY OF 13TH MARCH 2022

ANNUAL FEAST

let's start with a speech highlighting our achievements of the year, naming the teachers who guided us and the team that organised the event.

DOOR GIFT: something meaningful to remember us by. PSS socks embroidered with something that symbolises us? Wireless earphones customised with our emblem?

elegant classical music flowing all over, premiumly selected by Ai Jia with superior pianist music taste. some guitar solos by Renee?

let us play some games on anticipating stomachs, for togetherness will bring us through tough times and hungry stomachs. DARTS? BALLOON VOLLEYBALL? GUESS THE COUNTRY BY LANDMARKS? SPIN THE WHEEL WITH NAMES AND A TOPIC TO DEBATE? perhaps we shall also bring in a ps4 for us to do a battle royale 1v1.

finally, all that we have been waiting patiently for will feel like a huge reward! we can finally FEAST!!! if we let them feast immediately, it would feel lackluster. Where's the networking? Where's the fun?

during the eating, one shall be in charge of playing a video recording of all the goofy things us librarians did throughout the year, us hard at work and us filming niche video skits of expectations vs reality etc.

before the event, we shall host a best writer award where we receive submissions from librarians where they write about their weirdest thoughts and channel them into meaningful writing that entertains the mind. the participants shall read it aloud and entertain the crowd!

after everyone has eaten their fill, we shan't make the food off limits while we engage them in networking activities. they can still eat, while the people who are bored can participate. let's welcome... the PSS DEBATE TEAM!!! (make them verbally FIGHT!!!)

let's end with a toast to the ongoing success of the PSS! let's voice out our hopes, joys and opinions to form a lively, verbal environment!

FOOD - I don't think we have a say in this (we r probably just selecting from courses offered by the location), but if we did this would be my suggestion:

BALANCED MEAL: light appetizer. cheese pasta / citrus seaweed roll (v) with mushroom soup and focaccia. refreshing entrée: kiwi pudding with mint leaves. main course: sweet & sour seafood soup laden with rich tomatoes, long beans & corn / sweet & sour tofu with asparagus and cilantro rice. dessert: gingerbread brownies / fruit sorbet.

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

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.

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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.

i miss the feeling of home

to be included and loved without limits

diary of 11 april 2022

today my dad got vegan sweet and sour pork and other things but i highlighted this because IT WAS SO DAMN GOOD!! sometimes its stale but today's was crunchy and tasty~~

i don't know why i have such an urge to appeal to the male gaze right now. its like im wishing someone would notice me, so i do things i wouldn't do if i was alone.

i really like my art right now (so good!) and i've noticed i draw a lot of baseball nowadays. (i haven't even held a softball). my best deskmate called me pretty hehehe. a few days ago i dropped my pen and my deskmate (stranger) help me pick it up and i forgot to thank her so now i'm feeling super guilty. in break i stared at her and smiled and she said "zmk!??!" with sussy expression it was so cute.

in math teacher asked us a question on expansion of linear equations and the dude she called first got it wrong (but only a bit, he got positive number when it was -7) and afterwards someone whispered the correct answer. teacher looked at the namelist again and called. . ME!!! i spoke the correct answer loud and crisp an clear but i don't think i impressed anybody to be honest it was a lvl2 question, just a level above the basics. and the answer was basically announced before i said it, but my voice made it seem like something new, i guess.

when pe started me and li ting planned to go to the loo together but teacher said only one of us could go at a time. i took the pass first (and a strip of toilet paper from her hahaha..) and walked to the toilet. i ran back after i was done. it was raining lightly but i felt greatly uncomfortable bc when she went to the toilet she gave me a basketball. the ball was wet like a cold orange.

we were moved to the foyer because of the rain. me and liyeen arm wrestled each other and after i won liting challenged me... she is so strpng!!!!! after that i did like 2 sit ups and li ting said i was cute. since the floor we arm wrestled on felt like bricks, my elbow felt really uncomfortable (i already had a blister beforehand). later liting and adrie received volleyballs for many rounds and me and liyeen just stared at them playing while gossiping.

the rest of an hour was boring. i was deciding between joining liting in receiving balls (😧) or continue talking to liyeen. i crave excitement and liyeen is serving but idk why at that time i wanted to join her so much. looking back, i think talking to her was best. "oi u staring at xxx ah" "heheh..." "ï thinking abt my pc1 crush" "actually xxx remind me of my std 6 crush" "wow,"

when the last bell rang we were forced to sit down in the foyer according to classroom and gender. i sat next to xxx... originally i was facing his side profile bc i was sitting sideways and it got awkward bc i was opening my legs so i turned the other way with the help of liting! she is so nice how is this possiblw!!!

i walked back home with my dad i don't know why i was so uncomfortable. i felt so worn out even though i didn't even exercise. for dinner my dad steamed brown rice and frozen siew mai.

Hey so I just read the Laser Tag AU and maaaan, now I really want to play Splatoon smh aksksjjdjs

Anywayyy my point is: may I request more hcs but with the other boyos (Childe, Albedo, Bennett, Razor, Chongyun, Xingqiu and maybe Aether if you do him too xD)

Laser Tag ( genshin x reader )

Summary - Genshin characters playing laser tag with you their s/o.

Pairings - Reader x Childe/Bennett/Razor/Chongyun/Albedo/Scaramouche

Warnings - Mention of guns and shooting.

A/N - Added in Scaramouche- But I couldn’t think of anything for Xingqiu. I can surprisingly see the majority of the Genshin boys being good at wielding guns, even though they’d probably suck lol

Laser Tag

Childe

Childe is a beast.

Whether it’s in the terrain of his battlefield, or the streets of Liyue playing laser tag, Childe plays to win. He’s always been the competitive type, enjoying the thrill of battle, or in this case, laser tag.

He loves the game.

And of course, you just have to end up on the opposite team as him.

This game is the perfect setup for an enemies to lovers kind of vibe btw. With him shooting at your comrades and eliminating them from left to right, and you doing the same for his team. Very few people stand against him in this game, and his accuracy and sense of battle.

The two of you will spend the entirety of the game playing cat and mouse. Childe chasing after you while you simply escape his sights every time, taking down his teammates while you’re at it.

Childe isn’t as interested in winning, and once you prove to be worthy of a decent laser tag battle, he tries his best to force you to confront him.

Of course you on the other hand take his reckless behaviour to your advantage to turn the game in your favour and strike down his team. You know it’ll piss him off later when you win.

However, it Childe does manage to catch you…

The two of you will fight, that much is obvious. Dodging and attacking him, he will get very into it. Maybe a little too much, but you don’t give in, not until the very end.

Not until he’s on top of you, the two of you toppled over a bunch of hay that cushions your fall when he crashes into you. Not until he’s holding the plastic revolver against your temple, staring straight into your eyes with his signature smirk.

He might sneak a little kiss in there just to throw you off.

But in the end he will make sure he wins, or rather, he eliminates you. He doesn’t care if he doesn’t win the entirety of the game, taking you down was satisfactory enough, and he feels well accomplished and content after.

Would definitely rub it in your face.

If you brush it off as something you didn’t really try in, be prepared to be pinned against the wall and kissed until you admit that you were in fact, doing your best. And yes, he won fair and square.

Bennett

Omg this precious boy-

Bennett will try his hardest, stick by your side and shoot at any approaching target. Considering that the two of you are on the same team, he will promise to protect you.

With one problem.

No matter how well he aims, whether it is going to hit his target or not, the lazer disagrees. Rather, his terrible luck absolutely ruins it and somehow his lazer point ends up somewhere completely else.

“It changed its direction completely!”

Well… you never know, maybe it’s the gun that sends the lazers ray so far off, but considering it’s Bennett, you know it’s no coincidence.

So you end up protecting him.

Dragging him from place to place and shooting down your opponents, the two of you spend your time tripping over random large ass rocks ( with only Bennett’s terrible luck to blame ) and attacking opponents.

You make sure that Bennett is not shot, no matter what. And you give everyone else a terrible glare that basically screams that if they shoot him, they’ll face your wrath.

Nobody shoots Bennett.

By the end of the game, he’ll be grinning ear to ear. And even if he didn’t manage to eliminate anyone, he’ll boast about how his amazing dodging skills pulled him through the game. You’ll agree, lacing an arm around his shoulders and pulling him to the good Hunter to get a good meal.

Just to buy one though, the poor boy can’t cook for his life.

Razor

“Razor… very confused.”

The wolf boy has difficulty with the rules of the game, but the concept of pointing the gun at an opponent and shooting them with a lazer isn’t too hard to grasp.

You find out very quickly that Razor is actually pretty good with aim.

His hands don’t shake for one, and he is so adept to his surroundings that people struggle finding the source of their depleting health. Despite being overall confused at how to play, Razor easily becomes one of the main players taking opponents down.

As someone on his team, he makes sure to keep you by his side the entire time. He understands the elimination part, and he doesn’t want his lupical to get taken out, even if it’s a game.

He can be oddly affectionate at certain times, pushing your face against his chest as he takes out the remaining players in the field you both are in. He will carry you, and take no hesitation when pulling you out of the way, even if it’s a little too rough.

When the game ends, it might take a while to explain to the poor boy that your team won. And that it was a good thing.

Razor will begin to smile when he notices how content you are with it.

Chongyun

This man has the audacity to wield a gun while licking his ‘popsicle.’

Like goddamnit Chongyun, being good at shooting is already a flex, you don’t have to nibble at your popsicle while you’re at it.

You can’t really blame him though, it’s hot outside, and with the sun beaming down on the poor boy's head you know he can’t stand it. Especially with all the adrenaline and yells from opposing teams.

As someone on the same team as him, you take on the job of Chongyun’s personal popsicle restocker, and shooting anyone down once he gets tired. As good as the boy is at shooting, he sucks at keeping himself unknown to the other players.

So you take on the job to make sure they don’t shoot him down.

The two of you are a good team, and if it gets too hot, Chongyun might even let you have one of his popsicles. Of course you don’t have his talent of being able to shoot while having a popsicle in your mouth-

Your team will end up losing though, and even though Chongyun isn’t bothered, he will be slightly worried if you care. The two of you were obviously trying your best, and as long as you both had fun that’s all that matters to him.

But if it really bothers you that much…

He knows you feel comforted by physical contact, so he’ll hold your hand and offer a comforting smile. Tell you that you played well, and that he had fun.

That cheers you up right away.

Kiss him on the cheek please, even though he will flinch at the contact, his cheeks are flushed red and he won’t admit it. But he likes it.

Albedo

Why is it so easy to picture Albedo as a hot sexy stoic mafioso wielding a gun?

Anyways, Albedo is terribly good at wielding a gun. So good at that he only holds the plastic revolver with one hand, never missing a shot as he walks down the streets of Monstadt.

He knows the area well, so good luck trying to sneak up on him. The way his eyes so carelessly sweep the buildings, it hardly looks like he’s trying. Eliminating players with his lasers as he mindlessly strides past the fountain.

Of course, you’re against him.

Albedo isn’t really motivated to play, he’d rather be in his lab experimenting or recording down his discoveries. But he was dragged into this mess, he might as well play his part and support his team.

Albedo won’t hesitate to shoot at you and take you down.

As much as you may be important to you, he plays this game fair and square. He will take you down, or rather, he will try, because you get creative :)

He knows Monstadt well, but he can’t possibly keep his eye on all angles around him. So you’ll aim for his blind spots, throw yourself at him and tackle him to the ground. Simply eliminating him isnt satisfying enough, you need more.

So you turn this into a little game to fluster him.

Tackle him and pin him down, watch him scramble for the gun and then give him a peck on the lips. Watch as his grip loosens, and one of his hands instinctively come to nestle against your hair to pull you closer, and then you pull away.

Watching his idle confusement turn into a light blush on his cheeks is just too good, and how he grows even redder when you start laughing is even better.

Of course his team wins, not that he cares.

The minute the game ends he’s back in his office, conducting experiments. You can go interrupt him though, sneak into his office and press a kiss against his neck. He doesn’t often react or do much to it, but after your linger kiss at the game, he will pull you close and sit you on his lap. Have a proper make out session after you left him hanging with that peck earlier ;)

Scaramouche

This little man is ‘terrifying’.

It’s scary enough that whether you’re against him or on the same team as him, you keep your distance.

“Are you avoiding me Y/n?”

You play on the same team, and even if he’s your boyfriend, you know better than to stay too close when it comes to battle. He shows his cruelty, and you really weren’t looking forward to be put in the middle of that.

‘Unfortunately you didn’t have a choice-‘

Scaramouche will literally drag you, a hand looped around your waist to tug you to his side and take you along with him as he takes down opponents after opponents. He doesn’t ask for your praise, but you still give him it knowing he appreciates it. Mentally.

When he’s tired or bored, he will lean his head on your shoulder, wait there for a bit before jumping back up and shooting a random straggler on the sides. Heavens knows how the boy knows he was there, it’s like he has some sixth sense.

We don’t even want to get into his accuracy and precision, Scaramouche is born a mafioso.

At the end when your team wins, no surprise, give him a hug. Tell him he did well and even if he tries to push away, hold him tight. Even though he could easily pull your arms away if he wanted to, he’ll just pretend to give a little struggle and then give in to your warmth.

11th March + MOVIE REVIEW (JJK 0)

DIARY

11th March 2022

i woke up at half past nine. my grandparents brought two pork buns for me as breakfast because they didn't know what i liked. my dad asked the price of the buns which were RM2.50 each. it's a relatively large bun but it has less meat inside compared to the most delicious pork bun i have ever tasted in the city that had so much delicious pork inside that were RM2.80 each.

which was shocking. CITY AND TOWN PORK BUNS ONLY 40 CENTS APART?! ....

at 1120 my parents and i left for the nearby mall to watch batman. at least, we planned to. we prepared to go out at 1111 but only finished changing after 9 mins. i kept my 5 year old pajama top on and changed into puffy shorts that were most likely my mom's from the 2000's.

omg. we were late for the batman movie by 10 minutes. the movie picking screen didn't sell its tickets anymore! before going to the mall i joked about watching jujutsu kaisen 0. it was going to come true right now.

my mom hates all anime except for demon slayer so i convinced her to accompany us to watch because it was "just like demon slayer!"

she didn't like it. 🤭🤔🤬

[IN THE CINEMA]

it had so many people. like 9 at most. not including us! it was such an unusual sight for this small town where even the malls weren't prosperous.

I WAS SHAKING MY LEGS FOR MORE THAN HALF OF THE MOVIE. IT WAS SO FCKING COLD AND I WANTED TO PEE AGAIN AS SOON AS I SAT ON THE SEATS. i just peed before i came here....

the sound system is so loud. for someone who plays her music loud until the first floor also can hear, it must be something. the opening was so hard to listen to. the first few lines were heaven since it was like whispers being magnified then the rock guitar and vocals came and i literally wanted to shit myself of embarrassment. if even i felt uncomfortable what would my mom think of this anime!!!! but the loud arse sound system also had its pros. the fighting scenes were godly. the katana sound effects, explosion sounds, footsteps.. AMAZING!!!

-- end of cinema arc😒 --

after the movie we went to the bookstore downstairs. i have nothing to say about this. just normal me taking pics of the books and sending them to myself, adding them to my BOOKS TO READ photo album.

we then went to my maternal grandmother's house to eat lunch! she cooked steamed egg with pork, steamed fish, steamed potato wedges and australian cabbage 🥬!

3 packs of mini chips more were shared among us. "chips more more like chips less!" there were like so less chips in a single bag but it was too sweet so it was justifiable.

my dad and little cousin played off price street fighter on the tv.

my grandmother was blowing cucumber shaped balloons. (to scare my cousins)

after that we went back to my P grandma's house. there are literally no cats in the day and 5 cats gathered together in the evening.

my grandmother cooked char siew, fried eggs and steamed broccoli with prawn for dinner!!! the latter was the most delicious!!!!

i took many cat photos today~ two cats were questionably climbing trees.

- PRESENT -

MOVIE REVIEW

Jujutsu Kaisen 0

this movie was awesome!

the first anime movie i actually watched in the cinema and not pirated on animix.play?!??!? it was awesome. best first anime film ever. idk if its just me convincing myself that to think i spent my money wisely but whatever!

OK THE ANIMATION WAS FIRE. my legs were SHAKING for 100 minutes until i was used to the animation and cold arse air con in the cinema. the sound effects were so real i felt like i was there.

PROS.

sound effects - 10/10 loved the sound of metal scraping the grass.

OST - upbeat and club-esque. i love it they played it in the right scenes.

animation: I DONT WANT TO REPEAT THIS. I LOVE THE ANIMATION. animation made normal fighting scenes we see everywhere in media very exciting. explosions! dodging! slapping each other with a spear!

songs - i only really liked the last song in the end credits. the first two were mediocre.

short video after end credits - 5/10 dk the point of it but it was shocking. i waited 4 minutes after the end credits with a bursting bladder just to watch this?! yuta somehow looks older. appreciate him being in Kenya eating their food though.

CONS.

repetition - stop replaying the same rika x yuta scene as kids please. i have had enough of "yakusoku da yo🥺" and her smiling. it's cringe to me i'm so sorry. makes me feel like im watching MHA.

6/10 storyline

i THINK. that this movie's plot was ok. if not for the fantastic animation i would've giving it a 6 as shown above. predictable, cliche shonen and shit ending.

SPOILERS

ok but what was that ending i expected more. maybe MAPPA was exhausted. i get it. but rika just exploding and turning into her normal form because she wasn't "actually dead🥺"? and yuta not even dying even though he promised to? idk.

conclusion

anime was mediocre. ost and animation saved this generation's shounen manga.

DIARY:

14th of March 2022

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i woke up from a dream that i was in kinokuniya and checking out an official sketch of asuka from the animators of evangelion for rm169 after looking at a really thick art book. IT WAS HEAVEN!! i recall not wanting to wake up bc of how heavenly jt was and because i thought about waking up, i actually woke up. DANG!!"#!#!

i sat in the living room for so long and only went out to eat at 12. i got jean first thing in the morning (12am), on her birthday!!!! i "broke down" because i didn't know whether to eat at my favourite western restaurant or at mcdonalds. we were going to stop by my M grandmother's house for lunch again so i can't order anything too lavish but i also wanted to eat in the restaurant!!! i can't eat anything non luxurious in there... my parents made the decision for me.😇

set meal: garlic bread and mushroom soup, fillet o fish in sour oil (for me), two scoops of ice cream (vanilla n chocolate chip).

oh my dar. was my grandmother's dishes tasty! garlic prawn (it was so good the flesh tasted salty and springy even without its shell), yaumak, broccoli and carrots, fried chicken, sweet and sour chicken...

we sat in her house for so long because it was raining dog and cat😒😒😒. i wanted to go back so bad but i couldn't. i mostly read and surfed the internet there. (and watched two episodes of sasaki and miyano...)

when i came back to my P grandparents' house i immediately dashed toward my laptop bc i downloaded valorant this afternoon. i waited for my dad and mom to finish showering while playing a practice match. i suck at this game, never playing again.

dinner was ok i really liked the potatos and rice! while it was raining the mama cat was letting her kitten snug into her tummy for a few hours. its so darn cute!!

after dinner i spent all my time relentlessly scrolling through shopee in hopes of finding good sanrio gifts for my friend whose birthday passed two days ago. until now. its 23:04!!! and i think I've found it.

oh albedo!🧎🛐🙏💯🥵😇🥰

busy

nsfw!!! albedo x f!reader

cockwarming, blowjob, needy!reader, uninterested!albedo

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“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?”