Consuming The Wind Archer Content Like Its My Last Will To Live(It Is /hj)

MC: Whenever I see Riddle, my motherly instinct is kicking in.

Trey, Cater, and Riddle: ...

MC: Does that mean he have a rough childhood?

Cater: Damn—

Trey: Shh! Cater!

Riddle: ...

Riddle: You know what? I'm putting myself for adoption.

MC: Barb, let me take care of the baby and go to sleep.

Barbatos: Oh no, dear. You need to rest well after the pregnancy.

MC: It has been a few weeks.

Barbatos: Rest for nine months.

MC: Barb.

Barbatos: *cradling their baby*

Barbatos: Dada will take care of you while Mama gains their strength. *smiles*

MC: ...

Diavolo: *laughs* Is that why you're here to cover his shift?

MC: Yes.

Diavolo: I'm sure he's going to be mad once he found out.

MC: I told him I am on a vacation—

Barbatos: Dear. *standing behind them*

Diavolo: ...

MC: ...

Diavolo: I tried to stop them. They didn't listen.

MC: What the—

Barbatos: I believe you and I will need to talk. *smiling*

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-

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.

More celestial realm! Mc please. I beg of you 🙏🙏🙏😂😂😂

MC: *blinking their eyes in disbelief*

Lucifer: *sitting on MC’s lap; facing them*

MC: *gives off a troubled smile* What’s going on, Lucifer? Why are you sitting on my lap?

Lucifer: ...

Lucifer: I just feel like it.

MC: *laughs* Well, I hope you’re comfortable.

Lucifer: *hides his blush* Yes. Your lap is surprisingly soft.

Mammon: Oi, Lucifer. I never expected you would do something like this. Man, what are ya’? Five?

Asmo: I want to sit on MC’s lap too~.

Lucifer: *glares at them* This is my VIP seat. Back off. 

MC: *just shakes their head in defeat*

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Barbatos: How’s your stay in the house of lamentation? Are they not giving you problems?

MC: Not really. Well, except that Satan is getting jealous of Luke.

Barbatos: Luke?

MC: Oh, yes... I haven’t introduced him to you yet. Well, he’s with me. Luke, are you still asleep?

Luke: *appears behind MC* *rubbing his eyes a little* *yawns* No... I’m already awake.

MC: *smiles* Luke, meet Barbatos. 

Luke and Barbatos: *stared at each other* 

Barbatos: *smiles* Can I adopt you?

Luke: *face reddens* No. 

MC: Isn’t he adorable?

Barbatos: He is. He looks like he’s our son, don’t you agree? *chuckles*

Luke: I’m not! W-Well, I don’t mind MC being my parent, but not you!

Barbatos: I know how to bake sweets.

Luke: Really?

MC: Pft. 

Luke: I-I mean... I’m not interested!

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*In the Celestial Realm*

Raphael: *shaking Michael* *completely pissed off by him* You said that if we sent Luke, that would solve my problem.

Raphael: But no! It’s creating more problem!

Michael: Haha... I just made a suggestion. 

Raphael: You-!

Simeon: Raphael, if you worry that much, why don’t you go yourself? 

Raphael: *stops shaking Michael* *looks at Simeon*

Simeon: ...

Simeon: You have just realized?

Raphael: ...

Raphael: Yes. But what if father doesn’t allow me?

Theo: You can go, Raphael.

Raphael: F-Father!

Theo: *smiles* You have sent Luke even though he’s still on the lowest rank of angels. So I don’t see a problem if I send you too. 

Michael: Eh? So you already know that Raphael likes MC?

Theo: ...

Raphael: ...

Simeon: ...

Theo: Can you say that again?

Simeon: *face palm* Michael...

Michael: Oops. *laughs* 

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

The last sentence broke my heart into tiny pieces 😭it was so sad that I accidentally came up with the idea that God!Dear little by little remembers her life as the Creator of Teivat. Imagine how happy Cyres and Cryas will be.

They'd be so happy! While you're remembering your past, piece by piece, you idly recall a time when your ever-calm Cyres had thrown a fit after Cryas had overhauled the art culture on his favorite world, and had thrown a black hole into the middle of Cryas' nearly finished project in response.

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"That was for Mother, you dick!"

"Well, I was going to take Mother to tour that museum planet you decided to let become some rich asshole's summer home."

"Oh stuff it, like those two equal the same thing."

"Do you know how rare—"

"Boys." You had interrupted, hands on your hips as you stared down your children. They were hardly an eon old, but this was getting out of hand. "What did I say about fighting in the halls?"

Both winced and immediately deflated. "Sorry, Mother..."

...

"HEY! I was going to bring that to Mother!" Cryas reached out for the plate of food, held back only by Cyres' outstretched arm to his face.

Cyres' glare could wither life itself. "Go away, you know damn well this was my idea."

"That's exactly why I—"

"Boys." You interrupted, the words bubbling out unbidden the moment you came upon their little display. "What did I say about fighting in the halls?" What had you said? You couldn't recall making any rules on that— or had you?

Both winced on reflex. Then it dawned on them.

Their smiles could light up the farthest reaches of the void. "Sorry, Mother."

How about toddler!MC first swimming lesson with the brothers?

All of them EXCEPT Belphie: *making sure that MC is fully-equipped before going to the swimming pool, holding them securely on their waist so they wouldn’t drown* 

Belphie: *puts on their swimming gear and floaters* Are you ready?

MC: Yeah!

Belphie: *picks them up* *throws them straight to the water* Swim like a swan!

Baby dragon 🐉