Hello, I'm New Here. I Really Like Your Dogday's Style. He Is My Favourite Character.

MC: *being woken up by Cerberus*

Cerberus: Ruff! *stomping their bed with his front paws*

MC: Nn... Is it morning already?

Cerberus: *wags his tail* *gives them a boop on the cheek*

MC: *smiles* Thank you, Cerberus.

Cerberus: *shyly covers his face with his paw*

MC: *chuckles*

Lucifer: *cutting some firewood with an axe*

MC: *watching him*

MC: Aren't you bragging?

Lucifer: *looks at them and smiles*

Lucifer: This is how I got your answer before.

MC: Yes. And quite a foolish one.

*Lucifer has been staying with them for a few months now*

Lucifer: If you would only just tell me how I can make you fall in love with me again.

MC: ...

MC: Breakfast is ready. *then goes inside*

Lucifer: *smiles softly* You've never changed.

Lucifer: Cerberus, you can eat by yourself. Stop asking MC to feed you.

Cerberus: *grumbles*

MC: Cerberus, say ah~.

Cerberus: AAHHHHHHHH—*yawns*

MC: *chuckles* Oh, no. That is too much. *proceeds to feed him*

MC: And don't forget your medicine.

Cerberus: Ruff? *whines*

MC: It's for your bones, smart boy.

Lucifer: *feeling a bit jealous*

Cerberus: Ruuuuuff?

Lucifer: ...

MC: *starts laughing*

Lucifer: What did you say about me, Cerberus?

Cerberus: *doggy smile*

MC: *still laughing*

Lucifer: *frowns*

Lucifer: *helping MC fold the laundry* That dog. How dare he to call me an old man?

MC: It is true though.

Lucifer: *pouts* We don't age, MC. So it isn't.

MC: But you complain about your back sometimes. That is sign of old age.

Lucifer: ...

Lucifer: *sets the clothes down and moves closer to them* *rests his head on their shoulder*

MC: !!!

MC: Wh-What are you doing?

Lucifer: I feel tired, MC. I want to rest on you. Like I used to.

MC: ...

Cerberus: *hopping as he walks to the room* *stops*

Lucifer: ...

MC: ...

Cerberus: *gives them a knowing look*

Lucifer and MC: *both blushes*

MC: I-It's not what you think, Cerberus!

Lucifer: Cerberus! Get out!

Cerberus: *still looking at them as he walks out of the room*

MC: ...

Lucifer: I-I'll give him a scolding.

sakura💖💖💖

Language Of Love

AlHaitham X GN! Reader

“‘Italics’” = he’s speaking another language

“So.. you can speak 20 languages?”

A random conversation.

It was easy to guess how you got to this point, boredom.

Spending time with your.. acquaintance, who you may or may not have a crush on, wasn’t on your agenda today, but here you are - sitting on a chair in his office as he effortlessly scribbles down sophisticated words onto parchment.

The sound was certainly pleasing to the ears, skrch sccrch sckrch.

You had no clue what he was doing. Oh, the duty of a scribe..

Or why you even came here..

No.

You knew why you came here, to spend time with him, as a friend only. Or maybe you were less than friends. It was hard putting a label on things when it came to the emotionally stunted AlHaitham. He was almost as bad as the General Mahamatra.

You just forgot how boring spending time with him can be if he’s busy working, thus leading you to flip through one of the many books on his bookshelf.

Yeah, you quickly got bored of that too.

These weren’t story books, they were informative books. You suppose to a man like him who enjoyed learning, this was like being surrounded by candy. To you? Its like being surrounded by encyclopedias.

He probably reads encyclopedias for fun.

So here you were, starting a conversation on a little fact you heard an academia student mutter like it was a piece of gossip even though it was probably outlined somewhere.

“Yes,” The scratching of quill to paper continues even as he glances up at you for a split second, “It’s important for scholars to broaden their knowledge and fluency of languages as to not hinder important research that may be written in a different dialect.”

All of Teyvat spoke the same language, it was easy to wonder why everyone from ancient times suddenly decided to switch. Of course you wouldn’t ask him such a thing, not right now anyway.

You had a plan.

A plan to woo this man.

The many failed attempts before can not hinder you.

Smugly, you said to him, “I bet I know one language you can’t speak.”

Oh, you were already giddy.

Curiosity peaked, his scribbling halted, eyes on you, “Is that so?” He was eager to hear you answer.

Whether you were toying with him, or genuinely knew a language he could add to his list, he was willing to listen.

“Do tell.”

Clearing your throat, you sat up straight and gave him a cocky smile, “The language of love.”

You were met with silence, as expected.

He was starstruck, surely. In awe. Was he wooed?

You could easily speak up with the punchline after his response, oh!! You would say, ‘but I can teach you!!’

Oh, he’s about to respond! He’s-!

“You must be referring to the ancient Fontaine language used by higher class citizens, commonly known to scholars as the language of love due to how words would ‘roll off the tongue like silk’ when speaking it.“

–an idiot? You were gobsmacked.

And he was smirking on the inside.

“I’m surprised you know of this language, you must have learned something from one of the books you’ve flipped through in the library.”

“That’s not,”

“I can even demonstrate it for you.”

“Wait!”

You began to fluster as he indeed began speaking a language completely foreign to your ears.

He was right, the words did flow silkily. This did not make you feel any better. Your pickup line failed miserably.

“‘You are so adorable, trying to trick me like this.’”

You can’t help but pout, wondering just what he was saying.

“‘Look at you, cheeks flushed and puffed like a fish. Honestly, how am I supposed to work efficiently if you’re here distracting me.’”

“Aw come on,” You began to complain, frowning at the gloating male, “I can’t understand you, y’know.”

“‘I do wonder if you’re aware that I know you like me, you wear your heart on your sleeves, my dear,’” he smiles ever so slightly, which completely unnerves you, “‘I like you too.’”

His cheek rests on his knuckles as he leans back and observes your frustration. Oh, how happy he was you brought this up. Any chance to show off his ability and confess without you knowing is always a good opportunity.

He’d shower you in compliments and confessions in all 20 languages if he had the time, perhaps even spill secrets to your unknowing ears.

Oh, how he would like that. He could say his deepest, darkest desires and you’d only look at him with confusion.. maybe even annoyance.

The thought pleased the busy scholar.

“That’s so mean you know, am I supposed to look up your words in a dictionary or something?”

“Oh, they wouldn’t be in a dictionary.” He reaches forward and tugs at your cheek, elation swirling in his broad chest as you whine and swat at his large arm.

“Should you remind me at a later date,” when he’s finally made you his, of course, “I’ll happily tell you what I said.”

“How about right now.”

“It is not a later date, only the time has changed.” Breathing out a sigh, faking annoyance, he turns his attention back to his paperwork, picking back up his quill.

“Ok, so I can ask you tomorrow.”

“You can, however, I’m under no obligation to tell you until I want to.”

“I dislike you very much, Scribe.” You grumbled, settling back in your seat.

He chuckles to himself, “I’m sure you do, ‘sweetheart.’”

"will you spend your life with me?"

TIGHNARI CONFESSING HIS FEELINGS TO YOU.

synopsis: of how tighnari avoids you once he realises he has feelings for you. because fennec foxes mate for life, what guarantee does he have that you would want that from him?

you were standing at the edge of ghandharva ville, explaining to a merchant the safest routes he should take, when you felt eyes on you.

you knew exactly who it was. so, you continue on explaining, ignoring the burning holes you felt at the back of your head. you turn your attention back towards the merchant, finally ending your explanation and biding him safe travels.

you sigh once he turns around and leaves, glad to be over with your planned daily tasks. as soon as you have that thought, however, an all-too familiar voice calls out your name.

"yes, master tighnari?"

your voice drips of venom, and with your eyes looking anywhere but at him, you fail to notice how he winces at your bitter reply, how his ears slowly droop and tail stop all movement (he couldn't control it from swishing once he approaches you, he hadn't spoken a word to you in over a week).

you cross your arms over your chest and look away. truly, you weren't trying to be mean, but how can you look at him? when he made you feel things, you'd never even imagined possible. when he had you wrapped around his finger, only to suddenly decide he doesn't want your company anymore?

or that's the theory you had come up with, anyways. you knew you had feelings for tighnari within weeks of meeting him, and you thought you two were only growing closer, forming a nice friendship. until all of a sudden, you didn't get to see him anymore. he was suddenly so busy, unable to meet you. all your patrols together had been altered, and it had gotten to a point where an entire week had passed without you getting as much as a whiff from this green-eyed man you adored so much.

another theory would be that you were simply irrelevant to him, and he was actually having extra workload and didn't even notice the sudden change.

but you should know better than to assume anything got past his keen eyes and ears.

tighnari clears his throat, and your grip on your arm tightens.

"a withering spot report has come in, you and i are going to deal with it." he simply says.

your grip tightens even more, feeling the sting of your nails digging into your skin. but it was all you could do to fight the bail forming at the back of your throat, the tears you can almost feel starting to gather in your eyes.

so this was it huh? acting like nothing has occurred. why would he act otherwise? you think bitterly, you're the only one with these stupid feelings.

you nod. "okey, i'll get my stuff." you mumble as you walk past him to your hut to grab your weapon.

you don't want to keep him waiting. even if your existence meant little to him, at the very least you didn't want him to think of you as incompetent.

you're quickly back at his side, and he begins to lead the way.

the treck is quiet. to him, perhaps, it was a normal silence. to you? you felt the pressure clogging your eyes, your breathing. this too much to you, to have him this close, yet so far away.

you refused to even look at him, even going as far as letting your hair fall over your face.

all too soon, though, he stops. "we're here." he says with a heavy tone.

you look up. you're both atop of a hill, looking down at the expense of sumeru forest. it's a beautiful sight, the wind gently carresing your neck, swaying your hair.

but as you turn around, scanning the horizon, you see no withering in sight.

"huh?" you let out in confusion, making the mistake of looking at him.

you fall silent.

he had already been looking at you. a heavy look on his face. his lips were drawn in sadness, his usual bright forest-green eyes focused in on you, the same way you saw him look when he was looking over a particular tough plant he was studying.

you swallow the lump in your throat, realizing how close he actually was, and realizing also, that seconds were passing, and he wasn't looking away.

"tighnari, what’s wrong?" you mumble, so low you barely even heard yourself. but you knew he heard you, what with the subtle flick of his ears at the sound of his name rolling off your tongue.

suddenly, he takes a step closer.

startling at his sudden movement, you squeal, backing away. what you forgot, however, was that you were standing at the very edge of a very steep cliff.

his hand reaches out and clasps around your wrist, a stern "careful!" escaping his lips. he pulls you roughly towards him away from the fall, and you find your face pressed securely into his chest.

you feel the heat creeping to your face, your breathing picking up. especially when you realise he wasn't making any moves to step away.

shyly, you pull away first.

"you need to watch where you're going," he says before you have the chance to speak. "seriously, (y/n), at this point, you'll end up dying a terrible death."

he was seriously reprimending you, huh? that was the most tighnari thing he could do. you sigh, ready to walk away, before he grabs both your hands with his.

bringing them up to his chest, he finally relaxes his face and smiles at you.

your breath catches in the back of your throat. you realise his smile is shy. his cheeks are tinted pink, and he was bouncing where he stood.

he seemed nervous.

"and i wouldn't want that," he continues. "because i care about you, so much."

you feel butterflies in your chest at his words, finding it hard to believe that he would say something like this, after weeks of indifference.

and because you suddenly remember exactly the effect his indifference had on you, you free yourself from his grasp, pushing yourself away from him. carefully, this time.

you don't miss the hurt that flashed on his face this time.

"you're being really mean, do you know that?" you want the words to sound confident, but they were barely a shaky whisper. your words flew freely with the soft breeze, confusing the fox boy before you.

"I-"

"no."

"no?"

you sigh. "what do you want from me, tighnari?" you finally ask. "there's no withering zone here, so why—?"

the answer you're seeking comes to you in the sound of rustling from behind tighnari.

"keep quiet," tighnari whispers, not unkindly. he turns and gently grabs your hand, leading you both to crouch down behind a large boulder.

you wanted to ask him what was going on, but it took only one look at him to keep quiet just like he had told you.

he was looking over the boulder at something, but it was the expression his face, the manner in which he was still holding your hand. there was a soft, warm smile on his face, as his fingers began to caress your own.

he looks at you with that peaceful expression and tilts his head towards the direction he was previously looking at.

confused, you follow his lead, craning yourself over the boulder.

you notice them immediately. tiny, playful, and impossibly cute. there were four of them.

four fennec foxes had climbed up the hill. the two cubs were rolling around, clearly playing together. their parents were not far away, cuddling together as they watched over their cubs.

you couldn't help the soft smile that pulled at your lips.

"relatives of yours?" you ask, offering the boy beside you a cheeky smile.

tighnari nudges your shoulder playfully. his eyes never leaves the happy family.

"they must have have wondered off from the desert," he whispers, voice low as to not alert the peaceful family. "i came across them three days ago."

suddenly, he squeezes your hand. but he continues to look ahead. "and it pains me say, but it took me to see them like this to realise that i can't stay away from you any longer."

your heart beats painfully against your chest, your face contorting into a mix of pain, hope, and something else you did not want to name just yet.

"(y/n)". he finally looks at you. his eyes were soft, the sad smile on his lips conveying his feelings perfectly. "i have made my choice to love you," he says. "there is nothing in this world i would want, if i don't have you by my side."

his whispers were so low, but filled with truth. you couldn't help but lean in, and he took you your positive reaction as a sign to continue.

he grabs your hands again, leaning in himself until his cheek rubs against yours. you let out a small laugh at the affectionate act. you'd just seen the cuddling fennec foxes doing exactly the same thing.

"and i am sorry it took me so long to tell you," he continues. "i want you, (y/n), all of you."

you open your eyes, tenderly meeting his soft gaze, "why then?" you're voice is lower than a whisper, but his keen ears hear you clearly. "why did you avoid me?"

his ears droop, fingers fiddling nervously with yours. "i want you for life, fennec couples get together once in a lifetime," he starts. "i didn't want to force you into making a decision like that."

your smile widens, as you nuzzle his nose affectionately. for a moment, until you laugh softly again. "force me?" you reply, "my dear tighnari, have you not heard of marriage?"

so this was why, you think happily. he wasn't indifferent to you, he loved you. he had chosen you to be his, the same way you had already chosen him. his place was fully reserved in your heart, and you knew nothing in the world would ever change that.

despite your playful jabs, your face falls into seriousness. "i would spend my lifetime with you," you say.

his breath catches in the back of his throat, and he holds you dearly, tightening his hold on your hands. as if you had eased all his worries, told him the exact thing he had dreamed of.

countless nights he had spent tossing and turning, thinking of you. of what he should do. he knew his instincts, if he should take on a mate one day, it would be for life. it was a responsibility he had shouldered all his life, one he didn't want to impose on you.

not when you were this lively, this young.

but one look in your eyes and all his fears were thrown out of the window.

in return he offers you the most beautiful smile you'd ever seen. letting go of your hands, he quickly cradles your face. "my dear (y/n)," he says through his smile, "what have i ever done to deserve you?"

he speaks before closing the distance. pressing his lips against yours. he sighs in contentment at the feeling, and you feel yourself flushing.

you kiss him back, without a second thought, butterflies dancing wildly in your stomach. your hands reach to wrap around his neck as he pulls you closer, travelling to gently massage his ears.

and when you hear it, you laugh, pulling away.

"what?" he pouts, chasing after your lips, but you only laugh more as you deny him.

"you're purring," you admit.

pink tints his cheeks, a defeated, shy smile briefly sent your way before you kiss him, enjoying his happy purrs. you'd never felt happier too.

and unbeknowst to both of you, as you continue kissing under the blue sky, the pack of foxes stops whatever they were doing and gaze at you, tilting their heads at tighnari, and not considering you a danger at all. after all, how can they? when even small animals just as them can feel the pure love and affection travelling through the gentle breeze.

wouldn't it be funny if yuu had a ghost too but they can't see it? like mickey mouse or something hell, maybe even chernabog just silently looking over the great seven and at the dorm leaders. the prefects see it too but like ignore the ghost rule is in on it. but if the ghost was say, mickey you just see an ominous looking mouse beside yuu. I don't know which is worse.

YOU CAN HAVE MY SOUL YUU FINALY OVERBLOTS IN THE SGS AU BABYYYYYY

Listen, Yuu is stressed and ignoring the intimidating ghosts seemed like a good idea at first

If Mickey is the ghost:

Mouse wakes up in the infirmary with the child he's been talking to some days before what is happening???

Now now, I am biases so house of mouse totaly happened at some point or whatever, and of course Mickey knows the seven and this awakes his protective mode to ELEVEN

The seven totaly try to fight him but for some reason the bastard has plot immunity unlike everyone else

Yuu finaly is able to see, hear and interact with the seven that were stalking them for MONTHS NOW AND EVERYTHING MAKES SO MUCH SENSE

Bet how much that the seven boys are going to wrestle with their seven to keep them from spilling the tea

Yuu going for the boys for advice and Mickey silently hovers over them with the "hurt this little one heart and I will give you a painful death bc this ain't a family show and even them we have killed your kind before, don't think I wouldn't do it again" stare

Yuu calm the mouse down he's scaring the children

And then Mickey discovers RSA and the mouse is hell bent on convincing Yuu to transfer much to the boys despair

The only one who has a romantic experience in his belt and he hates the dorm leaders except Kalim, Kalim has his blessing if the boy starts showing romantic interest in Yuu

Helps Yuu in so many things regarding magic and specialy hears them when they have a stressed day

Now, Yuu is so tired of this bullshit that I bet they would do exactly what you said and just ignores all the ghosts for some good time, except that the great seven notices the rules before the boys so they know Yuu can see them but let it pass... for now

Not all is lost for the boys, as the time pass Mickey sees they are just... kinda rude but not evil... so he warms up slowly to them... doesn't change the fact that their repressed soul is a villain but hey, he isn't going to judge so much anyway

Anyway, it's the adventure of a mouse that's helping this kid to get back to their world! And have 8h of sleep, a good meal and some spare time alone bc interacting with so many people can drain you quite quickly

If Chernabog is the ghost:

My personal biases, guy's a blank slate bc the only thing we can go off is, evil, likes to play with souls, sleeps like a rock and hates daylight

For personal reasons I say he can shapeshift his size and likes to be a big boy most times

Ah finaly, an avatar, wait this is a child-... sees that they have each of the seven at their hand: oh~

Maleficent totaly points this is her ex and that is proof that Yuu is totaly in love with her grandchild boy you can pray that scene from house of mouse from my cold dead hands, yes Hades we know you two slept together to, stop pretending it never happend or Idia will find a photo of that time

Most of the time is silent and in tiny tiny mode hiding in Yuu somewhere, bc he'll get bored if alone and yes, he's a gremlin that will cause chaos for fun, but this time, it isn't Yuu's business and they are grateful for it... specialy when the demon goes for revenge if somebody messes with his vessel

The seven are shocked that he's the soul of the tiny magicless student and finaly notices that... it kind makes sense? That child did beat their asses and together with the Cat their overblot looked like a mix of all their most powerful characteristics they have... don't mind me just passing by to offer you the possibility that Yuu's overblot can only be defeated if the boys talk with them

Chernabog hides his presence from Yuu and all others in the beggining bc he wants to have the upper hand when he shows up

The seven were full of anxiety after Yuu's overblot, bc THEY RECOGNIZE THAT SILHOUETTE ANYWERE

Grimm follows the tips this monster gives to him and now his pranks are getting frightening good

I can see him starting to get soft for this child and their cat as time goes on... he doesn't even notices that he becomes somewhat of an guardian angel from them

Totaly silent with anyone else except his vessel, then he's a chatter box listen he has a reputation but he dreams of the day he can give a villain speech to somebody

The boys are in awe that this fucking legend is Yuu's soul, and seven help them bc they are trembling every time Chernabog is with Yuu which is more and more usual

He has the privilege of having two vessels, Yuu and Grimm, which means, he can go at many places and probably shows up at anytime he deems convenient, so like: he was with Grimm in his shenanigans and suddenly he decides to check with Yuu who's used to this at that point and scares the shit out of the poor "overblot" boy that is present at the time

Yuu is the tactician and Grimm his powers, he's quite smug that his soul had to be shared or else one person would have too much power

He beans at Yuu's dense brain that didn't notice the others attempts of courting and even so the seven boys don't give up, it almost cracks his stoic face once

The boys: so... how can you survive living with his threatening aura?

Yuu remembering that Chernabog is a ghost and even so was afraid of the vacuum cleaner: ... what threatening aura?

Chernabog: this kid has some sass, I like them... wait what are you doing up this late you need to sleep stupid child!

Let's say yuu shows some interest in someone, chernabog is totaly lost in what to say and ends up giving some great advice, if you cut the part where he tries to suggest that they kill their lover's enemies and gives them their head as a courting gift, followed by "but a weapon of their choise can do I guess" which Yuu translated to: "gift them something they might like"

He hates RSA so much bc they shine like the sun and he hates it... kalim you are in thin ice with him

Both approve of the chaos that is the first years, like they are teens, let them have fun

However, may I present you: Yuu overblots two times, the first: Chernabog wakes up, the second: is in RSA and it's Mickey yes I know they might die but hey shhhhhh

Now imagine the mouse and demon bickering about who is the true reflection of Yuu's soul:

C: well, I wake up first!

M: and I wake up only to Yuu!

The seven sit and watch the showdown*

Meanwhile the boys are extremely concerned about Yuu's mental stated after two overblots...*

Pls .. . Dead plate 😔😔😔💔💔💔..

HAHAHAHA

Dead Plate isn't really my fixation anymore, but this made me laugh so, just for you!

I have always liked the idea that she does her best to look after everyone (often times running herself ragged in the process)

Anything for Creme Brûlée Cookie x Reader? I feel like he doesn’t get much attention…

Creme Brûlée Cookie will often refer to you as his 'muse' or his 'songbird'. He loves seeing you get all flustered whenever he does.

He always gets you the best seats wherever he's performing. He always listens out for your applause, and can be seen beaming whenever he hears it.

He can handle criticism towards him with mild annoyance, but any towards you had him tossing away his usual calm persona and getting ready to fight. That's usually when you have to call Linzer Cookie to come and help you calm him down.

He's written several pieces meant only for you. He'll play them when alone with you, and he won't ever play them for the public because it's meant for you.

*MANGA SPOILERS AHEAD*

Given how Twilight almost lost his composure and was thiiis close to laughing his head off, it’s hard to imagine he’s never done the same when his daughter is, well, Anya. Maybe that’s the reason he locks himself in his room - to get all the lols out when no one’s watching.

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.