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.”
He's so cute HELP! 😭😭💙💙💙
more wind archer cookie and y/n please!! they kiss kiss
You asked for it. Twice.
Consuming the Wind Archer content like its my last will to live(It is /hj)
Flustered Wind Archer is adorable
✿ - bad habit
I know I’ll be in your heart til the end.
✿ - your boyfriend agrees to letting you cockwarm while you work on your research papers, unbeknownst to you —- you’re driving him insane.
✿ - cw: cynoxfem!reader, cockwarming, vaginal penetration, cervix fucking, breeding, biting, size kink.
✿ - a/n: still trying to figure out how I wanna write him, but anyways thank you to my beta readers @bubble4u @rczc & @kazuwhora
Cyno’s will is strong, stronger than any impregnable defense — damn near unbreakable even, although.. with each clench of your cunt, Cyno can feel his resolve slowly starting to deteriorate.
He closes his eyes tightly, brows furrowing in annoyance. He’s thanking the gods that luck is on his side today — it’s almost unbearable how good you feel around him, your welcoming heat squeezing around his cock involuntarily as you continue jotting down your thesis statement for your research, the sounds of your pen dragging across the papers was causing him to lose more of his sanity.
He mumbles a curse in his native tongue underneath his breath. What makes this worse is that every time you scoot your body closer to the desk, you unintentionally grind yourself against his lap, causing more of him to sink inside you.
He grunts, hands registering on your hips as his fingers dig into the softness of your flesh, holding you firmly in place. His action nearly startles you — causing you to look up from work to stare at him. “Is there a problem?”
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shhh let him eep...
FUCK I’m in love with this pathetic ass man
he’s just a tree boy and that’s kinda cool🐸
Ace and Deuce: *checking if MC is still sober to talk to*
Ace: How many fingers?
MC: *holds his hand and touches his fingers* ...Four.
Ace: Good. You're not that drunk.
Deuce: Why did you even drink? And who gave you alcohol?!
MC: I was... feeling sad. *sniffles* *cries*
Ace: Aish- Why were you sad?
MC: I don't want to go back... You idiots are not there...
Ace and Deuce: ...
Ace and Deuce: *both are tearing up*
Ace: Fuck-!
Deuce: Th-Then just stay here with us- *his voice cracked*
*the three just cried altogether*
Diavolo: Lucifer! *looks at him while playing with MC's hair* *has this expression of discovering something new*
Diavolo: How can someone have this really soft fur?
MC: That's my hair...
Lucifer: They're of Solomon's breed.
MC: ...
Diavolo: Are you sure? But this one looks pure.
MC: I know my brother is shady sometimes, but can you please not insult him? I don't feel good when someone insults my brother.
Lucifer: You're right. They're a lot more different from Solomon.
Lucifer: That guy pretends not to hear anything.
MC: ...
Diavolo: By the way, I've heard from Lucifer that you're a good fighter. Do you want to try having a wrestling fight with me?
MC: ...
MC: I don't think I will stand a chance.
Diavolo: Don't worry. I will go easy on you.
MC: *immediately hides behind Lucifer*
Lucifer: *pleased*
Diavolo: Lucifer, hand me the puppy.
Lucifer: No. Besides, they do have a point. Your idea of "going easy on someone" will never work in your nature.
Diavolo: *frowns*
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*Lucifer and Diavolo finally letting go of MC and leaving them alone*
MC: *just staring into space because of exhaustion*
Satan: Hey, kid. You shouldn't be sitting on the sidewalk—
MC: *looks up at him*
Satan: *lowkey mesmerized by their face*
Satan: *realized that he got distracted for a few seconds* *shakes his head*
Satan: As I've said earlier, you should not be sitting on the sidewalk. There are a lot of people walking here. What if they accidentally bumped into you or something?
MC: *no thoughts in those eyes*
Satan: ...
Satan: Are you perhaps... hungry?
MC: No. I'm exhausted.
Satan: ...
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Satan: *brought MC to the House Of Lamentation*
Asmo and Mammon: MC!
Satan: You know them?
Asmo: Yes! They're Solomon's sibling!
Satan: Solomon?
Mammon: Hey, MC! You look lifeless! Here, I'll give you some hug!
MC: *immediately falling asleep after being embraced by him*
Satan: So it seems they're really that exhausted.
Asmo: *displeased* Of course. Lucifer and Lord Diavolo have been hogging them the whole day.
Satan: ...
Mammon: If only they made a pact with me first, this would never happen.
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