#ahh i love him

[calciumdreams]

why is he looking at me like that

[misc-obeyme]

OKAY BARBATOS FIRST WORDS DIRECTED AT MC

"Who're you?" -MC

"...Ah, yes, pardon me. I suppose we haven't met before, have we?"

In Nightbringer:

"Welcome to the Demon Lord's Castle. Though I must say, I don't remember inviting you." - Barbatos to MC AND Mammon, so partly iffy on if this was the first words (Lesson 2-11)

"I'm Solomon's apprentice."/ "Solomon's my boyfriend." -MC options to tell Barbatos

okay but Barbatos, as someone who can see all realities, has he always known MC was his soulmate? Would he pretend to not know?? Imagine he always keeps his wrist covered, not even Diavolo knows what it says. I'm so curious about how Barbatos would react when it came to this stuff, especially in Nightbringer.

Okay I'm done now 🤣 I wanted to find his first words because he's your fave okay byeee

- ✨ anon

Ahh thank you for finding them for me hee hee~

Okay but poor Barbatos! In OG, he ends up with "Who're you?" which isn't great but isn't horrible either. But then in NB what if his wrist says "Solomon's my boyfriend." ?!?!?

LIKE. I feel like this would explain why Barbatos hates Solomon in NB lololol.

But to be fair, I do think Barbatos would already know that MC is his soulmate. You cannot tell me that if those words showed up on his wrist the moment he came into existence that he wouldn't have peeked into his future to find his soulmate back when he was young and reckless.

I think he would hide it. Especially if it was something that demons don't normally have, indicating that his soulmate is a human. Barbatos is very private, so I can't imagine him being okay with other people knowing about the words. And since he's always covered up anyway, it's not exactly an issue for him.

It's tricky because even if he already knows, MC knows, too. The minute he says his first words, they know he's their soulmate. So I think how he reacts depends on how MC reacts. Like in NB, if MC is immediately like omg you're my soulmate and they try to spend more time with him as a result, he'd probably allow it. But you know he'd still keep all his secrety secrets so it'd be kinda weird.

In OG there's less of that, so I think he'd just give in immediately. Still restrained as always, but when he's alone with MC, well, I think he'd fall for them a lot quicker than he does in canon.

But Barbatos is also just... super powerful. I kinda think he'd be able to do all sorts of things if he really didn't want MC to know the truth. This only seems like it'd matter in NB where we're still not sure exactly how he's related to Nightbringer. But I could see him deliberately obscuring things somehow to prevent MC from realizing the truth.

[soahbee]

OH MY GIRLS!!! Guess who drove me home today? Yes, it was him...😳

[kiawren]

Did you know that kiawe's name is pronounced kee-ah-vey, you literally do not pronounce any w sound

[wish-i-were-heather]

*cries*

[dawnbirdwhistle]

Wei Wuxian, my beloved (Mo Dao Zu Shi)

Because not having digital art supplies available on a vacation never stopped anyone ;)

[helianthus21]

aziraphale could've called crowley in any way, but he knows that usually you need a cell phone for that but he doesn't know how you use it so he's really,,, just holding it up and talking thru it huh

[1dgalleryx]

[chaosbean1443]

Here, have a precious little yoshi :)

[misc-obeyme]

how long do you think itd take barbatos to break with mc giving him puppy dog eyes/doing the cute begging thing?

i think he can old out for a while depending on the situation but he Will crack bc its mc. (diavolo gets jealous/pouty since it can be a lot more difficult for him to get his way with barbatos)

for me itd be getting back into the kitchen after he bans me for never turning on the hood for the gas range (id rather die than listen to the fans) and also because i test if pans are still hot by pressing my hand flush against the metal. would probably take months and even then idk if i could do it id just have to bribe the lil d's to let me in lmao

-🥐

It's funny because I really think he could hold out quite a bit and that it does depend on the situation.

For instance, the scenario where he's kicked you out of the kitchen. He would clearly be concerned about your well being. So if he thinks that giving in is going to put you in some kind of danger, he is far less likely to actually give in lol. I think you could convince him eventually, but he'd be super cautious about it. Like okay you're allowed back in because he can't take any more puppy dog eyes, but he's going to supervise you the entire time.

For other things, I think he'd give in immediately. Obviously you won't even need to do that if you want something he'd willing give you anyway, like I dunno a special pastry or something. But if you're trying to get him to do something like... oh I dunno, take a break with you when he's still got work to do, that might be met with some resistance at first.

I think he might use the situation to tease you because we know what a big tease this guy is. It'd be all oya MC I know you can be good and show a little more patience, hm? But if you keep at it, he'll eventually just laugh and say something along the lines of how he can't continue to refuse you.

Well I mean, that's how I think it'd go anyway. And only if he really didn't think that indulging you would be harmful to you in any way. If that was the case, he'd never give in completely lol.

[meltedmush]

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LBH: Mom…?

LBH: Mom…?

LBH: Mom!

LBH: Mom!!!

LBH: Mom, wake up!

LBH: Don’t scare me!

LBH: Mom!

LBH: I brought back the porridge you wanted!

LBH: Mom!

LBH: Mom.

I didn’t realize how much angst I drew over this past week,, 😭

[soahbee]

HII GIRLS I brought the update! <3 First of all, I want to tell you how much I love you girls, that you always wait for my little stories. 💕 luv u all

So, like every year, there are university events for high school students where they can get a comprehensive picture of the universities. I also participated in this event and together with a couple of my fellow students I helped at the school's stand and handed out flyers, etc. It was damn tiring, but R was also there, so I'm not complaining, bc I could see him all day. Of course, I liked it less that we couldn't talk much, bc he was constantly talking to students or parents. (I would add that mainly women went to him, pff) but I understand that he has a strong charm that enchants people.

But it gave me a very good feeling that I could be around him and help him with his school affairs + when I brought him a coffee, he looked at me so gadly and our hands touched for a moment when he took the cup from me. AHHH

Also, I was able to meet a couple of old friends who also participated in the event representing their own university! :3 So the whole thing took quite a long time, everyone was quite tired and bored, of course nothing was mandatory, so a few students left earlier and I felt that R didn't appreciate this.

He so care about school events and the students' further education, development, etc. were always important to him. But I love and respect this person so much, I couldn't let him down, so I distributed the papers and promoted the school twice as enthusiastically, hoping that it would go well for him.🙆

So at the end I sat down on the chair dead tired but I was satisfied, I hope that our school has piqued the interest of many students and the little artistic souls will enroll with us! Since these "open days" are several days long, luckily we only had to pack a few things, but the rest of the people who stayed with us did that.

Just imagine, here comes the cute part of my story! Because while I was packing my things, R came up to me and pressed a soft drink into my hand and said:

"You haven't been drinking all day, have you? Drink it!"

It's a small thing, but his care made me so happy, so I accepted the refreshment with a smile, which I'm sure I won't throw away and will keep as a memory haha

After that, when there weren't many people around, I thought I'd talk to him a little before I left and I told him that I think many students were interested in our university today and I hope He and our school will do well on the other days as well. (unfortunately, I was only present on this day) I saw that he was also tired, but he could still smile at me so kindly that it made my stomach tingle. After that he said:

"Yes, I hope so too, I saw the potential in many students and I would be happy if I could give them something with my classes"

do you know what I said right away??

"Because of your classes, I would enroll at the university a second time"

Honestly, it just slipped out of my mouth and I was surprised, I hoped he wouldn't take it as a flirt, because I didn't mean it that way, but then I calmed down when he just grinned at me. AND!!! now comes his sentence, after which I screamed inside:

"You're sweet, thank you, it's time to go, can I take you home?"

He asked so naturally, while picking up his things, that I couldn't even react properly, I just said that if it wasn't a problem for him, I would thank him.. SO GIRLS THAT'S HOW IT HAPPENED!!! I sat in his car and I felt like a "passenger princess".

My heart was honestly racing the whole way, seeing him driving, sitting in his car, smelling his scent everywhere…it was just..I don't know, it was magical. We had such good conversations the whole way and I really feel that we have become good friends, he understands me, supports me and always makes me laugh. And now he officially knows exactly where I live (I won!!!) I felt special at that moment, because after all, he was taking me home and not others! When we arrived, I gratefully thanked him for bringing me and wished him a nice evening, but before I got out, his last words to me were:

"Thank you for being there with me all today and helping me! You did a good job. I'll see you next week! Good night"

So I barely slept all night, just tossing and turning and grinning like an idiot that he complimented me and dealt with me.

[sakuyuii]

adrien runs? well yes!

also…she’s still getting used to labels (too oblivious to notice his pun), and she may or may have not knew exactly where he would be …

i csnt help but need to say this is cornball sorry anyways i crave season 6

[butteronabun]

i just want you to take me where your heart is

a diluc ragnvindr x female reader highschool au.

overview: and who could possibly be the golden boy’s type?

wc: 2k

notes: imagine diluc with his hair down in this one. and also. diluc’s father hasn’t d-worded in this au so he’s the happy diluc we all know and love before shit hit the fan ( we still love him even after shit hit the fan tho )

Diluc Ragnvindr is prim and proper. Chivalrous and well–mannered. The star athlete of the Favonious Birds. Intelligent, a leader, and a great speaker. 

And of course, he’s every girl’s dream guy. 

“. . . And yet, he’s still single,” Kaeya remarks with a smirk, and his friends around him laugh in unison. 

Currently, he’s eating lunch with them in the campus’ outdoor park — a place of tranquility where some students prefer to hang. Instead of being involved in the hustle and bustle of what goes on in their cafeteria, be it your average food fights or impromptu musicals incited by a certain twin–braided man, said outdoor park was a better option for these lads to unwind.

“You know, I used to think that he and Jean would look good together,” a friend of Kaeya says, and they all turn to him. “She’s just like him: elegant and grades conscious. Takes part in student governments and volunteers to school events. Plus, she’s drop dead gorgeous! With her brilliant blue eyes and smooth blond hair, oh, if I was Diluc - I would not hesitate to date her!”

“Nah, I think Lumine is better,” They all glance next to their right. “She’s sporty, and she can definitely keep up with Diluc. She aces her tests without any difficulty, despite doing a part–time job every night with her brother in a nearby coffee shop, and it’s rumored that she makes the best drinks! Moreover, she’s a beauty. That’s why she keeps on receiving loads of love letters during the Windblume Festival every year, so it will not be surprising if she’ll be getting them again!”

Ah, yes. The Windblume Festival is fast approaching—now that January is about to end, in the next two weeks, Brightcrown High School’s air will surely be filled with nothing but endless romance.

Kaeya gazes up above, where a giant tree shadows their figures with its bright green leaves. The sunlight filters through the gaps and he basks into this moment of peace. He then adds playfully, “And Diluc will be busy tidying up his locker once more, because it will be filled with chocolates and letters.”

“What?! Does he even eat them? Tell him that he can donate, you know!”

Kaeya huffs, “My brother won’t even give me a piece, what makes you think he’ll hand you one?” 

He remembers the time that Diluc had been so overwhelmed by the plethora of sweets, and yet seemed so appreciative about it. Father was just proud of the older son’s popularity. Kaeya offered to help him consume them all as a joke, but Diluc shook his head vigorously, saying that he shouldn’t, and that “they all worked hard for this”, and it was right that he only eat them.

How adorable of him, really.

Plus, Diluc even read the letters one by one. No matter how cringe or sickeningly sweet they were, Diluc read them all. And Kaeya wasn’t even shocked that there was no judgment in his face. 

Diluc was just grateful for the gifts. Bashful, indeed, and sometimes he was not sure what to feel, but he was grateful.

“So, Diluc. Who will it be? Jean or Lumine?” Kaeya questions with a grin that afternoon, when the Windblume Festival is finally in full swing. 

Diluc raises his head from the paper he’s answering — it’s a survey given to him by one of the juniors for their research subject — and frowns. “What brought this on? Why am I suddenly choosing between two friends?”

“Oh come on, you weren’t even listening!” Kaeya pouts, before sitting on a nearby desk. 

After exploring the premises for some snacks and attractions, the brothers decided to stay inside an empty classroom for a while. They can hear some cheers from the outside, loud declarations of love and squeals from the majority, that surely Diluc thinks would be a delight for Kaeya, but has opted to accompany him instead.

“I was.” Diluc purses his lips, and hears laughter echoing through the halls as students run and get chased by disciplinary officers. “You and your friends were talking about the girls and I. I just don’t understand why you want me to choose. And be careful, you might fall. Don’t move so much.”

“Cooome on, Diluc,” Kaeya groans as he leans, “We’re sixteen, aren’t we? Father says we’re at that age, after all. By that, I meant, where we’re all supposed to be dating and courting?”

Diluc feels his cheeks slightly heat up from the words that escaped from Kaeya’s mouth. He returns to his duty of answering the survey. ( As if he needed to, when he was already done. ) “And I told you countless times that I’m not interested. Need I remind you that I don’t have the time for it. You know I still have to prepare for college, and that I have to keep an eye on my varsity scholarship, and—“

“Yadda, yadda, yadda——“

“Don’t yadda me, Kaeya. That’s just how it is.”

“You seriously aren’t interested?” Kaeya prods.

Diluc shoots him a firm stare. “Absolutely positive.”

And Kaeya sticks his tongue before hopping from the desk and making his way to the door. “Fine. But don’t think you’re off the hook just yet.” Diluc watches his retreating back. “I’ll make sure to find you a lady, and it’ll be your type, and you’ll fall in love.”

Kaeya pulls the door open. He confidently says, “It’ll be inevitable, Diluc. Inevitable!”

A small smile creeps its way to Diluc’s lips, finding this all amusing. “Then I wish you the best of luck.”

Kaeya huffs, not liking that Diluc seems so smug and unbothered by it, then leaves.

Diluc waits for a while. And waits. 

And waits, until he blinks, checks his survey, before sighing heavily. 

A brilliant shade of red coats his pale cheeks, and he buries his face in his hands.

Dating. Courting. The type of lady Diluc likes? Yeah. Diluc already has found his type. 

( Kaeya doesn’t have to know yet. He hates lying, but it’s too soon. Maybe someday. If Diluc can face his feelings first. )

So, hear, hear! He’s not missing out, in spite of what his friends say.

This person is not what everyone expects; it’s not the formal and polite Jean who can deliver a speech eloquently, nor the radiant and loyal Lumine that they want to push toward his direction.

Instead. . .it’s someone else.

And that someone else dropped a bowl of soup to Principal Varka’s white slacks. That someone else triggered the anger of a certain math teacher because she climbed the roof so carelessly during class to fly a kite. That someone else got into detention and instead of writing I’ll be good from now on one hundred times, spent the day with the others in that session to tell ghost stories.

That someone else was you, who wasn’t like Jean or Lumine. That someone else was you—the you, who was his exact opposite, and yet managed to capture his heart. 

You are one of Mond High’s known troublemakers, and apparently, he has fallen victim to your charms.

Maybe it began when you were just snickering with your buddies in the library despite the librarian‘s persistent shushing. He was solving his quadratic formula worksheets back then, and he was impressed that even if you were fooling around, you were in the library to actually learn more about the cardiovascular system, with the help of a fellow friend. 

(“I will be proud to say that the one that carries the blood away from the heart is. . . arteries!”

“You’re right!”

“Yay!!”

“Shh!”) 

Or maybe it began when you witnessed that one student who humiliated himself by accidentally slipping on the wet floor in the cafeteria, and everyone sans Diluc laughed.  Then you came to his rescue, marching in the middle with all the attention on you. 

You didn’t offer your hand. 

But you purposefully slipped instead, and even had the most embarrassing fall. The cafeteria became noisier because of you, and Diluc, baffled at first, found himself chuckling soon after.

Actually, no. 

He didn’t fall in love with you during those times. These were the times in his life that led to this one very moment—

When the Favonious Birds lost the tournament, Diluc was sulking in the playground, all by himself. He took the blame despite Kaeya and his friends denying it, but he knew better. If Diluc had just made it quickly to the ring, their team could’ve been victorious and brought the trophy home.

But alas, it was just an if. It didn’t happen.

Then, something wet drops in his hair. Then his arm. And nose. It was about to rain, and Diluc just grunted, not caring one bit. He was sure Adelinde would make a fuss about it, or his father would pester him for his carelessness, but he wasn’t in the mood to leave his spot just yet.

Let the rain wash away his sorrows.

Pitter–patter. Pitter–patter. Pitter–patter. Pitter–patter. 

“Don’t match with the gloomy weather now.”

Diluc slowly lifted his head, wondering who spoke and what covered his pathetic and hunched form that was wallowing in despair. And his eyes grew wide when he saw you, almost bending with an umbrella in hand, sheltering you and him from the incoming downpour.

You smiled down at him, “There it is. Keep your head up, King! Your crown is falling.” 

And Diluc’s heart skipped a beat the same time a thunder rumbled from the distance. “W–what. . . ?”

You continued, “I don’t know what got you all so sad, but everything will be fine soon! I’m sure of it! After all, once the rain passes, there will be a rainbow!” Then, you grabbed his cold and even bigger hand, and Diluc, at that split second, felt the static. You didn’t even react. But your hand was warm, and Diluc’s chest was, too. 

Dumbfounded, he let you guide his fingers. It only came to him long after that he was gripping a metal handle. “Have my umbrella! I hope this will make your day a little better, and if it doesn’t. . . well, at least I tried. But I have to go now!”

You quickly put the hood over your head when the rain grew stronger. Diluc, concerned over your well–being, finally regained his composure to protest. “But what about you— hey. . . !”

He watched you run and wave, bidding farewell. “You don’t have to return it to me! It’s all yours! I really have to go, so see you, maybe? Bye!”

“But. . . !”

And Diluc. . . Diluc could catch you if he wanted. He could sprint and return the umbrella to its rightful owner, but he didn’t. 

Instead, he remained in his position. 

And his heart— oh, his heart. His heart couldn’t stop pounding that day.

You are Diluc’s first love. 

That is established. 

The thing is, this is a secret. No one knows yet. Just him.

He’s never felt this towards anyone before. You are his first.

( And hopefully the last. )

You’re different from everyone else. You’re different from him. You have your own unique methods of doing things. You have your own way of paving your path. You are the artist to your own canvas; the director of your own film.

You are like the sun. You brighten everyone’s day with your presence, and you also shine, because Diluc can’t keep his eyes off of you whenever you’re in the vicinity.

He knows that this is really an unexpected outcome – him, who was definitely out of your league and vice versa, catching feelings for someone like you.

( Someone like you who is free in life, and Diluc wants to feel that, even just for a bit, with you. )

But like before, all he can do is merely daydream and wonder about the what–ifs. What will it be like to be your friend? Will he experience all the shenanigans that you ensue? Will he also fly a kite with you? Will he get into detention?

Yet this is unbecoming. Improper. Inappropriate for someone like him—for the eldest son of the Ragnvindrs and for the next heir of the winery. He can’t indulge into lighthearted affairs or mischief. He’s supposed to be responsible and disciplined. A man of propriety.

So all he can ever do is have these thoughts. Just thoughts. He has more important matters to attend to, like college applications, training, lessons in handling the in winery business. . . 

And . . . there’s no way that you’ll approach him again, right? 

Diluc knows to himself that can do it instead, you know. He can approach you if he must, but . . . he’s just so shy. 

And a lot of people are always around you. So who is he to burst your bubble, when you seem so finally content with your life?

Diluc peeks from the open windows and sees couples holding hands and sharing kisses. Briefly, he imagines what it would be like to experience romantic love during Windblume.

He feels his cheeks steam again. 

Kaeya will surely have a field day once he sees his older brother being lovesick like this.

You really are one of Mond High’s troublemakers. And it’s not only because you prank your friends or piss off the teachers, but you make it hard for him to focus. 

Just thinking of you never fails to make his heart perform somersaults.

He is Diluc Ragnvindr. Prim and proper. Chivalrous and well–mannered. The star athlete of the Favonious Birds. Intelligent, a leader, and a great speaker. 

He is not every girl’s dream guy. 

Because unfortunately, the girl he likes doesn’t even see him in a romantic light.

[cheeriochat]

HES JUST SO?!??!?!?!?!?!

Is this Idia bias? 100%. Do I care? No.

The card is just so good!!!

The pose, the lighting, the angle, his face!!!!!! I'm in love with him and this card.

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