YOOOOOOO MY FANFICTION DREAMS COMIN TRUE!!

YOOOOOOO MY FANFICTION DREAMS COMIN TRUE!!

You know ur small predicament post?? you should make a reverse version where s/o is smaller!

A Smaller Predicament [Genshin Impact x Smol!Reader]

Characters: Scaramouche, Diluc, Kaeya, Childe, Xiao, Zhongli, Albedo

Synopsis: Not only did you shrink, you went pocket sized as well!

(A sequel to "A Small Predicament")

(A/n): Sorry for the long wait anon, and I kind of added a twist to the scenario for more diversity hahaha hope you don't mind >_<. And why is Childe the poster boy for this series lmao.

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Childe

When Childe walks in, he doesn't see you....until he looked down. He almost crunched you beneath his feet if it weren't for your constant flailing of arms and screeching voice. He blanks out for a hot minute as you clung onto his toes, doesn't dare to move an inch because he's so petrified (even though there's nothing to be afraid of??). But honestly if Childe moved right now, he might accidentally flail you to the side and that's the last thing he wants.

"WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU??" He screamed so loud it nearly blew you out of proportion. Seems like he's going to have alot of adjusting to do. Childe is a tall man (canonically the tallest) and he knows how impulsive he can get which is why he bought a handmade dollhouse from one of the Liyue merchants for you to stay in.

Though there's something about your tiny size that makes his heart flutter. With your face so small with a pair of eyes far too big, *clutches chest* "My oujo-chan is so cute" -Childe probably. He won't stop saying them over again and you were growing tired of his gushing reactions. He can't help it. He wants to spoil you rotten. You fit right onto the flat of his palms, the way you just snuggle up againts his finger and he just- swoons, might tear up (bruh).

Toys may be for kids but for Childe it was now his favourite pass time. While you navigate around the wooden dollhouse, he pitches in by moving around the furniture to make it easier for you. Offers to carry you through the rooms like a personal elevator. And please, please let him tuck you to bed. He has to pinch his fingers to grab the blanket. It's so adorable to him.

Loves it when you snuggle up against his collar. He thinks it would be the best area for you to be nearby him since the risk of you getting hit by anything (or him) by accident is very slim chance. Sometimes he pulls up his collar so that you're more comfortable and cradled within. He would have to avert his eyes down rather than turning his head if he wanted to look at you otherwise you'd be hit by his chin and that would hurt.

The poking sensation with you by his neck can bother him since he's veeeery tickilish there. Plus, Childe can get easily sweaty so have fun with that.

You have a feeling that he wasn't so pleased when you transformed back. You might be right. Actually, you are right. He secretly has an extra potion hidden somewhere...just in case.

Diluc

Mortified, his soul just left his body. To think things couldn't get any worse ever since he turned into a child to the point no one took him seriously, now you're literally the size of an apple. Oh god what if his bird suddenly swoops in and gobbles you right up? Or the wrath of the wind comes by, swirling you away towards a tornado. Needless to say, Diluc grew paranoid over your well-being ever since.

Due to your extremely small size, he will ensure that you are supervised by him (except at night where he has places to go). In otherwords, you're slipped into the inner pocket of his coat. It's super warm, you can fall asleep (and feel his heartbeat awww). Diluc doesn't like keeping you in places where people can see you, it would be too easy for outer things to access your tiny form (or maybe he secretly likes the feeling of you in his pocket.)

And he's such a gentleman about it. You noticed how careful he moves among his footsteps because he's worried that you might get dizzy. Diluc guards the pocket at close parameter, keeping an eye on things so he won't bump into them. As if he was treading on thin ice (you even suggested it was best to leave you home but he's too overprotective for his own good).

You're like his little assistant. Diluc does so much paperwork through out the day and although the act was small, he finds it endearing how you would help bring the papers back to it's rightful pile or pushing the ink bowl towards him. Or during his shifts at Angel's Share, crawling around the glass utensils and trying to find a specific wine beverage on his shelf. Of course that only happens when the shop is closed, how is he going to explain to his patrons that you shrank and now live in his pocket?

He dislikes the thought of you wandering too far. It's so easy for you to get lost especially when the mansion is so large.

At night you now sleep atop the fluff of the pillow. Diluc is a calm sleeper so he won't have to worry about hitting into you. However he radiates warmth so you just subconicously roll towards to his face. He usually wakes up with you sprawled over his nose. He can hardly breath (careful, he might just sneeze too).

This all happened because of the experiements you participated with Albedo. Diluc ensures that doesn't happen again. It will take some tencaious effort to convince him otherwise.

Scaramouche

Fuck this guy. He treats you like his new pet, a new toy (though you technically are one). He has this arrogant, smug and sadistic look as if he was a predator looking at his prey and grabs you by the collar before dangling you up in the air.

"Hmph, looks like the tables have turned," he says while toying with your state. You tell him he's just angry because he's short himself and mad that everyone else in the Fatui organization is taller than him. Scaramouche demon face activated. He's about to devour you. (Maybe you should keep your mouth shut this time. Honestly your relationship with him is pretty weird).

His hat is so fun to play with. You'd swing around like Tarzan using the strings that were hanging from it. His head was your playground now which annoys him to an enourmous extent because it makes him look ridiculous. Scaramouche will have a hard time catching you since you move around so much. Climb around him, especially the back of his neck. He'll start wheezing when you tickle him there.

The type to put you in a box but also the type to keep you on his shoulders. Being relied on makes him feel taller (lmfao). Scaramouche seemse to have developed a habit to poke your cheeks whenever he needed your attention and you bit him back once when he pushed too hard that you nearly fell off. Despite your size, your teeth still hurt. He threatens to put you back into the box if you don't behave and the outcome ends with a full out brawl as he tries to grab you again while you run around, pulling the strands of his hair to climb on top of his hat. (This is literally Tom and Jerry wtf.)

After transforming back, he outwardly admits his disappointmen. Scaramouche says it suits you better (when he actually meant that he highly prefers you small). You marked his words, keeping an extra vial for your own entertainment in the near future.

Xiao

Xiao was face-palming against his forehead real hard about this. For the love of Rex Lapis, what kind of trouble have you gotten yourself into this time? First it was the child incident, now you're the size of his finger? Good grief, looks like he will have to keep an eye on you from now on but at the same time he's scared to get too close, you are nothing but a tiny mortal in which he would have to double his effort to look after.

He lets you sit at the crown of his head rather than anywhere else. You insisted since it was easier to see everything at a nice distance (plus he's short so you won't have to worry about him bumping into door frames). You noticed that Xiao also has a little strand sticking out from the center (ahoge) and you sometimes grab onto it for stability. Turns out he's quite sensitive there and winces when you pull too hard.

For the remaining week as the antedote was being prepared, Xiao became extremely aggressive over your well-being, he looks as if he's ready to massacre everything in his way...which he did. Clears out the monsters off the path before going on daily strolls with you, you wouldn't have to lift a finger from now on. No one except for him is allowed to hold you unless they're a trustworthy person. You could feel his sharp eyes glued on you like a hawk when walking into the grasp of Zhongli's hand.

You once accidentally tripped into his almond tofu when he wasn't looking and he almost ate you. Turns out being small made his job as your gaurdian ten times harder (especially when you're the clumsy type). If you were to fall off the table, he would have to catch you right? Xiao often bumps into furnitures in the process...ouch!

He's very soft. It's all over his forehead, his mouth, his eyes. When he looks at you, his tense eatures melted away and there's an invisible fondness over them as he cradles you in his palm. The way you snuggle in them is lke the most precious thing in the world.

When you turn back, there's a wave of relief. He was really stressed out you know?

Zhongli

His first thought is to get you as far as he can from the Funeral Parlour before Hu Tao finds you. Who knows what that child might have in mind. Zhongli takes one of his empty tea pots and urges you to go inside, or carries a tea cup with you in it, he likes placing you on objects while carrying you around.

Zhongli realizes that you can no longer use the household items like before so he has to remake them to your standards- especially when he realized he doesn't have the mora to buy you a dollhouse. He improvises. Takes a handkerchief to make your blanket, his cups for your bathtub, Zhongli had to cut the foot into byte-sized too. But in terms of clothes, well he had to make them as well. Living thousands of years would mean he would have lot of experience. Sewing was one of them luckily. But that would mean he has to take your measurements as well. In the end, most of the things he made were dresses since they were alot easier.

You like to sneak in between his shirt and his vest tucked behind the coat he wears. Unfortunately Zhongli doesn't seem to have visible pockets (most likely the reason why he doesn't carry mora either), though if you don't hold on tight you might just slip down his vest and right to his stomach. It makes him chuckle when that happens even if the amount of effort to get you out took more than he thought since his attire is quite complicated to put on. If you really want to climb on him, he'll find a seperate pouch (but realizes it won't be a good idea when there's alot of pick-pocketers in Liyue streets).

All of a sudden he reads you bedtime stories. It's some sort of inner instinct that tells him he's taking care of a child now (he's right though). You realized that his voice was equivalent to a thunder's roar due to size difference. He would have to whisper now.

It will always be part of his precious memories when you turned pocket-sized. Zhongli still keeps the clothing he made somewhere in his closets too.

Kaeya

Amused by this eventful situation. Absolutely thrilled! He's not evil like Scaramouche but this new version of his s/o is both adorable and fun at the same time. You're so easy to tickle, just one poke using his finger against your hips makes you yelp. Sometimes he twirls your hair or taps your forehead gently despite your protest, he's so handsy like always in an affectionate yet annoying way.

Kaeya picks you up and places you among the fluffy comfort of his feathery scarf. You sneezed, the last time he cleaned it was before he went on a mission with the knights. Though you have to admit, it's the best feeling in the world. It's so soft you might sink deeper into the fabric. He likes to put you in places where he can talk to you easily, sometimes on the table while he downs on his wine. Normally you have to take the bottle away before it gets too much, now you have to push it away which he finds very entertaining at your futile attempts.

"Don't you have anything better to do?" you tell him. Since you turned byte-sized, he can't seem to stop playing around. Takes his two fingers and pretends they're legs walking across the surface. You would turn around and he halts, Kaeya sends you his signature grin. When he promises that he wouldn't do anything funny, you would let him hold you. Since hugs are out of the equation, Kaeya gives you his finger instead to wrap your arms around. He can't get enough seeing you like this, things he couldn't do when you were normal-sized. he enjoys your reactions way too much.

His favourite pass time is helping you brush your hair because the hairbursh is too big for you to handle. Kaeya ensure he's handling things delicately but he would love to help style it for you as well. Pretty please? At this point one request turns to another because he's having way too much fun. But it couldn't be helped since you would need his assistance in almost everything so there's really no escaping.

You were so happy when things were normal again but Kaeya would bring this up again during your conversations (how next time he would like to put you in his drinks while you're wearing a swim suit).

Albedo

Legit blurted out if he could put you on a hamster wheel.

What about trying out the little maze he just made?

Or participating in a race against slimes of different elements?

No? Okay, then he'll just turn you back.

Albedo isn't going deal with this as along as he can help it (especially when he remembers what Klee did to him when he turned small.)

flufffffffffffffff

With love, M.S.

Prompt: lucifer + secret admirer gn pronouns pls 🥺

Requested by: @kaboomkazuhabrainrot

Type: Headcanons

Genre: Fluff

With love M.S, that's how the letter was signed. It was written on a small black paper with silver inked letters. It was just beautiful, in it was displayed a poem talking about your eyes and the way they shine when you stood under the moonlight. Attached to it was also a piece of dark chocolate, and an expensive-looking treat for your palate to enjoy.

You could only wonder about the author of this, surely this was meant for somebody else. But then, how did they manage to leave it in your room without you noticing? Maybe it was some sort of prank? A joke? The burning sensation in your cheeks made you wish it wasn´t, it would be lovely if someone were to like you romantically.

Whoever made it knew a lot about you, about your personality and your desires, about your passions and dreams. They had to be someone close to you, otherwise, you´d have to worry about someone stalking you and being a creep.

The author had to like you a lot, right? Or at least, care for you. Little did you know the culprit behind the note was no other than the mighty and distinguished firstborn, Lucifer. The avatar of pride was just so enamored he didn´t know what to do, he´d go speechless if you were to discover his secret. Little lovesick sighs would escape his lips once he was alone in his office, imagining if you were thinking about him too.

No one knew about his feelings for you, the human that was able to break his walls down (or so he thought, I´ll explain later). Not even Diavolo, who would always whine and complain wanting to know his right-hand man´s secret crush. How did Dia know Lucifer had a crush? Easy, Barbatos mentioned that the firstborn had been acting odd ever since you made a pact with him (The butler heard a mouthful of curses from Lucifer after almost spilling the truth).

It was amusing to see Lucifer write his secret letters for you. He'd always use black paper, a red envelope, and silver ink: Elegant, it truly matched his essence. Sometimes, if he was feeling bold, he´d add a flower bouquet or a small piece of jewelry for you to wear. It gave him a nice ego boost to see you wear his gifts, even if you didn´t know he was the sender.

However, he couldn't let you know about his feelings just yet; not when he still had so much to say and learn from you. Rejection was something he feared and the demon had to be sure you felt the same way before confessing. To be anonymous was the only way for him to tell you about it, he thought about many ways to sign his letters: A capital L was his first idea, but it could get mistaken with Leviathan; he then thought about his pact mark, but that´d be far too easy for you to decipher.

He needed something harder to decode...something that was his but that would be a challenge for you to discover; Morning Star, M.S.

His letters would always arrive in the morning, although they'd sometimes appear at night. You'd often find yourself waking up with a red envelope by your side, resting on your nightstand. Every letter had little things Lucifer liked about you: Your smile, your voice, your talents, the way you'd make him smile even when stressed.

Everything about you was a mystery he wanted to savor slowly and that you clearly were enjoying too since you seemed more than happy to be part of his admiration and love for you.

You were his muse and oh, how he loved his muse.

PSISLY: An Obey Me!CYOA -- three🔖

[ Answer it after several rings ]

Wait. What was that?

You saw something else in your locker–something that wasn’t there before. You retrieved the said object and twisted the stem with your fingers: it was a pink carnation resembling the stationery used in the letter. It looked freshly plucked–without a single sight of blemish, indicating it had just been placed there. Dewy too, as if it was watered before it was given to you.

But wait. Do carnations even exist in Devildom? How would someone be able to procure one in the first place? This must have cost a pretty penny. You hesitated to take it after all until you noticed the single carnation was but a stray that lost its way from its bouquet–woah! That huge bouquet is DEFINITELY expensive. There are so many endemic and beautiful flowers in Devildom, so why waste their money on a pretty yet rare and expensive flower from the human world?

Did this person really REALLY love you to make so much effort? Is this a testament to their feelings? You couldn’t help but feel touched. By the time you realised you were gawking, the ringing stopped and became a missed call.

Uh-oh…

As expected, Levi was angry. He texted you that he went on ahead without you (since the pop-up cafe will close soon) and you couldn’t help but swallow. How would you be able to make it up to him when he comes back? You dread the thought of fighting with one of your very close friends.

You looked back inside your locker and cursed.

“It’s because of these stupid flowers!”

You made a motion that looked like you’re about to throw it on the ground until you stopped yourself midway after realising how petty you’re acting. Instead, you cradled the huge bouquet in your arms and felt yourself blush.

The letter and cookies, sure. You can put them in your backpack. But…would you really carry this huge (read: embarrassing) thing all around campus?

…is the sender actually a sadist?

“W-whatever! Everyone are potatoes anyway!”

Or so you tried to convince yourself as some curious heads (correction: potato heads) turned in your direction as you walked your way to the main gate.

Uuuu! Just this person wait! Two can play at this game! ////

Wait…

You stopped.

You just passed through the library and you can see the gardens just a few blocks away.

You looked at the bouquet again and connected the dots: isn’t Lucifer growing some flowers here?

!!!!

“No way…” you shook your head and looked back at the library.

There is about an hour and a few minutes left before closing time. If you go in there now, you can probably find clues about Satan.

Sure, the flowers were suspicious but you were quite sure Lucifer isn’t breeding carnations. It may end up as a false lead and you’re only going to waste your time.

After some careful deliberation, you decided to…

💌 [ Go to the garden ]

💌 [ Go to the library ]

💌 masterlist

cool

Thirteen: *becoming more and more comfortable around MC*

MC: Can you please sit properly?

Thirteen: *resting her head on their lap* Why?

MC: We're in class. You'll get scolded.

Thirteen: Pft. Do you think the teacher will dare? I'm the greatest reaper of all time.

MC: *frowns at her* Do you think the teacher will care if you are?

Thirteen: *smiles*

MC: *rolls eyes*

The teacher: MC? Where is Ms. Thirteen?

MC: She's here, Miss.

The teacher: Well, I don't see her. Make sure to inform her that she's absent for today.

Thirteen: *turns her head to the side* I'm going to sleep. Make sure to stay still, Ordinary.

MC: I'll be dropping you if I got called to stand up.

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Levi: MC! Do you have a partner for the combat activity today?

MC: Not yet! How about you pair up with me—

Thirteen: Sorry, boy. Ordinary is my partner. Find someone else.

MC: Wha— You said you're not joining!

Thirteen: *looks like she's making fun of them*

Thirteen: I'm not a simple-minded like you, Ordinary.

Levi: ...

Levi: MC, be honest. Is she your girlfriend?

MC: What? No!

Thirteen: *her smile dropped*

Levi: ...

Levi: *clears throat* So you don't like her even a little bit? Even an ounce?

MC: What are you on about? We're just treating each other like classmates. *confused frown*

Thirteen: *glaring at MC*

Levi: *gulps*

MC: But seriously, why are you askin—

Thirteen: *starts pulling them by the back of their collar*

MC: Hey! I'm still talking with him! Are you listening to me?! Thirteen!

Thirteen: Shut up, Ordinary!

MC: What the— Why are you mad?!

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Thirteen and MC: *ignoring each other in the battlefield*

Solomon: Do you think MC and Thirteen would be okay?

Levi: I think it's a lovers' quarrel, but only one-sided.

Solomon: ...

Solomon: Wait. Are you saying one of them caught feelings?

Levi: *whispers* Yes. Thirteen.

Solomon: *shocked*

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MC: You go for offense. I'll go for defense.

Thirteen: Don't tell me what to do.

MC: We're a pair in this combat activity!

Thirteen: Like I care! You don't even like me so why would I listen to you?! *walks out*

MC: Thirteen! The combat is about to start!

Thirteen: *raised her middle finger*

MC: *groans in frustration* *follows her*

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Thirteen and MC: *got entangled with the vines*

Thirteen: *on top of MC* This is all your fault, Ordinary.

MC: Oh, yeah? Who's the stupid reaper who almost got hit by an arrow?

Thirteen: I would've been fine without your help!

MC: Well, woman! I can't still let you be hurt!

Thirteen: ...

MC: If you don't care about being careless, well I do— *eyes widened*

MC: Thirteen?

Thirteen: *started crying*

MC: H-Hey...

Thirteen: You said you don't like me...

MC: ...

MC: *pats her head*

Thirteen: *shocked with the sudden gesture*

MC: Okay... I'm sorry... It's not like I don't like you at all.

MC: But you're really annoying sometimes.

Thirteen: ...

Thirteen: *stops from crying* Do we still have to participate in the combat?

MC: No. We failed already. *laughs*

roni i love your art so much, everytime u post new art of satan my day is instantly better

Hi! Thank you for sending nice message🥰💕 I'm really glad to hear that!! I'll keep it up! I wish this Satan makes your day better too!

Satan: Wanna join me?