Diavolo: ...

more wind archer cookie and y/n please!! they kiss kiss

You asked for it. Twice.

Trey: I accidentally yelled on Prefect and they immediately cried while saying, "I'm sorry, dad."

Trey: It took me two hours and huge amount of guilt to comfort them.

Riddle: ...

Riddle: I will kill a bastard.

Trey: Riddle, no.

Riddle: Riddle, yes.

MC: *feeling nervous*

Barbatos: *has been staring at them for quite some time*

MC: *to themselves* It's alright. Maybe he's just wondering why I'm taking too much time in the counter. *cries internally* Why does my brother have to include all these stuff in the shopping list?

*once they're done*

Barbatos: *approaches them* Hello. *smiles*

MC: Ah, hello...?

Barbatos: I've been staring at you for a while and you're awfully similar with the one I know.

MC: *smiles awkwardly* Like... Solomon the Wise Sorcerer?

Barbatos: Yes. Him. Are you perhaps his sibling?

MC: Y-Yes?

Barbatos: *smiles with a hidden intention*

MC: ...

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Solomon: M-MC? Stop... Your brother is getting dizzy...

MC: *shaking him by his collar*

Barbatos: *chuckles*

Simeon and Luke: ...

Luke: What's going on?

Simeon: I think Solomon promised to Barbatos that he would marry MC off to him.

Barbatos: What now, Solomon? That was the promise you made when you were on the verge of death.

Solomon: Y-Yes. I know, but... As you can see, MC is just a child. So you can't.

Barbatos: A child, hm? How old did you say your sibling again when we've last met?

Barbatos: Ah, 12 years old you say.

Solomon: ...

Barbatos: And I'm positive that because of a fairy's curse, MC stops from physically growing but their maturity is on par with yours and with us, right?

MC: ...

MC: *gives Solomon a glare* Brother, of all the things you could offer...

MC: Why me?

Solomon: B-Because you're the safest?

MC: *shakes him again vigorously that his head is almost a blur*

Simeon and Luke: ...

Barbatos: Anyway, I'm not here to marry you since there's a lot that will be against it, but I would like you to make a pact with me as well.

Solomon: B-Barbatos, hold on...

Barbatos: I won't accept a no.

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Lucifer: Let's see... Aren't you smart to have the Avatar of Pride, the Avatar of Gluttony, and the demon who can control the timelines to make a pact with you?

MC: Why does it sound to me that you are disappointed?

Lucifer: I don't like sharing my human. That's simple.

MC: *sigh*

Barbatos: MC, come here a second. Try on this dress.

MC: !!!

Lucifer: Isn't that the 20th dress already?

Barbatos: Yes. But I think I've got addicted to this hobby of dressing them like a doll. *smiles*

MC: ...

MC: I will just... go and check the weather outside—

Barbatos: Alright. I can still catch you no matter how fast you can run.

MC: ...

MC: *in defeat* Nevermind. Is that the dress?

Barbatos: *smiles* Yes.

Lucifer: I feel pity for you.

Balance.

Wriothesley x GN!Reader Drabble. Fluff.

A/N: Reader wields a pyro vision.

Wriothesley’s fingers are cold.

It shouldn’t be surprising when his element is ice and the environment he is almost always in is underwater.

Wriothesley doesn’t mind, but you formed the habit of warming his hands whenever you can.

“Oh? Is this an excuse to hold my hand?”

Your eyes narrow at him. You cast a warning glance in his direction, a playful twinkle in your eye rather than any intention to chastise him.

Your palms are warmer than the average person's. The gift of a pyro vision was unexpected, but it’s convenient for situations like this.

Wriothesley once said how contradictory yet complementary your vision is with his. Fire and ice always cancel each other out, but cast both and the enemy melts in no time. You tell him that another benefit is for bringing each other’s temperature to normal.

Your palms enclose in Wriothesley’s cold fingers before pressing them to your warm cheek.

Wriothesley's eyes visibly soften at your actions.“Hm, that feels nice darling.”

You smile and kiss his fingers. “I could say the same thing.”

I finally got him!! 🥺 My favourite fox boy 🦊＼(^o^)／Nari came home (´；ω；｀)ﾌﾞﾜｯ

MC: *posted on magicam* Someone really needs to buy me a pregnancy test ASAP.

Deuce: *comments* Why?

MC: This mf— *replies with a photo of Leona*— has been resting his head on my tummy.

Deuce: @MC Okay. But what does he have to do with buying pregnancy test?

MC: @Deuce HE'S PURRING.

Kalim: @MC Lions purr?

Jamil: @Kalim That's the least of your worry here, Kalim. What MC's trying to imply here is that cats can predict if someone's having a baby.

Leona: @MC Who did you do it with?

Malleus: @Leona Me.

Leona: @MC no wonder you stink.

Deuce: @MC So you two were not playing ping-pong in the bed?

Leona: ...

Malleus: ...

Kalim: ...

Jamil: ...

Malleus: @MC What kind of excuse is that?

MC: @Malleus A smart one.

Assassin: Any last words?

Darling: Just one.

Darling: BABIES!!

Cyres & Cryas: [appear out of nowhere]

Darling: Play nice with your new chew toy.

doggo bois trio(???)

I'm loving Tighnari's design already _(:3 」∠)_

Trey: Hey. *chuckles* Don't eat too much.

Toddler MC: 'Is good!

Trey: Sure. Your face's a mess. *wipes the frosting from their cheek*

Toddler MC: *giggles*

Cater: Aww~! Trey? Are they a relative of yours?

Trey: Yes. My aunt asked me to babysit them just for today. I'm glad Riddle doesn't mind.

Toddler MC: *puts frosting on Trey's glasses* *giggles loudly*

Trey: ...

Cater: Pft—

Trey: Okay. I wasn't expecting that. *taking off his glasses*

Toddler MC: No glasses good!

Trey: *chuckles* Yes. But I can't see.

Cater: *laughs* Let me post this, please? *takes a picture of them*

vigil! mc and ayato get married not bcos they like each other romantically but bcos they just look at each others and think "u would b a good partner /platonic"

.. qpr ayato and vigil mc just seem cute ABDBDB

Hm! Imagine a peaceful world in Teyvat.. this can totally happen!

Married on paper but behind the scenes, they're just goofing around? Checks the vibe lol-