THIS IS SO ADORABLE

THIS IS SO ADORABLE ❤️

# when his baby gets jealous !

✫ ft. akaashi , atsumu , iwaizumi , suna x mom!reader

✫ a/n: the kids are ages 1-3 (can stand, walk, talk in sentences). the babies aren’t really “jealous” in some of these. they just want some love and affection, too !!!

✫ warnings: usage of “mom” and “mama” to refer to reader

✫ AKAASHI leans into your touch after coming home from the office, his tie loosened and his hair a bit messier than usual. you two are splayed on the couch, his head resting peacefully on your chest as he updates you on bokuto’s recent msby game. and just minutes later, you feel your son pull on your leg. an eruption of babbles leave his lips as he whines and tugs. “mmm, it’s my turn with mom,” keiji whines into your collarbones. you can't help but laugh at your husband's child-like behavior. "keiji, get off, you're gonna make him upset." and as keiji nuzzles his face in the crook of your neck, your baby breaks out into a sob, "mama! mama!" filling the small living room. keiji gets up from his place on your chest and picks your son up, mumbling "i'm sorry, bud" into his equally messy hair. "mama's all yours," he kisses the top of his head and allows him to crawl happily into your arms. "you're as whiny as your mo-" "keiji." he can't even be upset at his limited time with you — the image of you holding his entire world makes up for it.

✫ ATSUMU lingers in the kitchen after tucking your daughter in to bed just about every night. he puts dishes in the cabinets, wipes down the counter, and traps you between his arms for a moment of intimacy. "mind if i kiss ya, babe?" he asks, knowing you'll let him anyway. "you'll do it no matter what i say," you turn your head to the side, creating distance between his lips and yours. "no! i'm a gentleman! that's why ya married me, isn't it?" a laugh leaves your lips and you're stepping up onto your toes to reach his. his hands wrap around your waist, pulling you close against himself. it's been hard to find time for yourselves — your daughter was at the age where she'd walk (stumble, really) away if you took your eyes off of her for even a second. and as you pull away from the kiss, breathless and all, you hear the pitter patter of her tiny feet approaching you two. "baby, why are ya awake? can't sleep?" atsumu bends down to her level, pushing her hair back from her eyes. she rubs at them and then wraps her tiny arms around his neck to kiss his cheeks. "i want a g'night kiss too!" she whines. "alrighty, baby, ya can get as many as ya want! make sure ya give mama a kiss too," he tells her before peppering her cheeks with loving kisses.

✫ IWAIZUMI used to wake up early every morning, getting ready for the day at a slow and relaxing pace, but he finds it harder and harder to do so when you cling onto him, asking for five more minutes of peace, five minutes of calmness before the storm (the storm being your daughter, of course). she's gotten clingier with every step she could take. she wakes up with the sun and makes her way to your bed, struggling to climb up with her tiny legs. the sight of her dad's arm around your waist brings a pout to her lips, her cheeks puffing out as she whispers a "daddy?" and of course, he's awake (he's been awake for the past 15 minutes). "wanna come up?" he asks her before unwrapping his arms from your body and lifting her onto his broad chest. she immediately crawls over him, kicking his face with her feet in the process, to place herself between you two. her little arms and legs wrap around your torso like a koala, and she looks up at you with a toothy smile. "my turn,” she says, nuzzling her head into you. you hear iwa mumble under his breath (something about waking the team up with kicks to the face).

✫ SUNA always searches for you and the twins in the crowd. his team had just won a game that he's been training especially hard for, and it's the first time in a while that you've seen his dimply smile on his face. he runs up to you and the twins with nothing but joy in his eyes. grabbing ahold of your waist, he presses a kiss to your lips — his teeth clash against yours and he's laughing into the kiss out of sheer happiness, but you don't mind it one bit. your sons pull at your clothes as they try to get your attention. suna catches a glimpse of their raised arms and pulls away from you to lift his boys into his own arms, one on each side of his body. they're cheering for their dad, clapping and yelling, “you did it!" suna's never been an affectionate guy, opting to show his love in more subtle ways, but he feels the urge to pull you and the boys in for a tight hug (one where you can feel the rapid beating in his chest). he kisses the top of your head before pressing one on each of the twins' cheeks. "let's go celebrate, yeah?" suna grins. he’d do anything to hold you three like that again after each win — his prized possessions in his arms.

reblogs are appreciated, as always!

THIS IS SO SWEET. I swear favoniouscodex never misses ❤️

summary : the fatui harbingers find out scaramouche has a wife and force him to bring you to the fatui summer work party. pairing : scaramouche x f!reader word count: 1.2k warnings : none a/n : first part of a mini series i'm doing where scaramouche has a really mundane living, peaceful wife & everyone is confused by it. series masterlist found here!

summer events were a "big deal" in snezhnaya. scaramouche isn't sure why, especially since "summer" is only a few degrees of difference from the wintry hellscape that takes over the land every year. he doesn't understand how his most beloathed male coworker manages to show up wearing beach shorts and sunglasses during the summer celebration.

but somehow, even more of a shitshow than the yearly "lets grill outside in two feet of snow and act like we're not all freezing" work party occurs precisely two weeks prior to the scheduled summer celebration at work. it was supposed to be an uneventful day, where scaramouche would have some meetings at the tsaritsa's palace and yell at some subordinates for misdemeanors. it was supposed to be a day of nothingness. it was a day of nothingness. at least, until scaramouche's wedding ring fell out of a hole in his pocket, clattering across the marble floor noisily.

none of the harbingers paid it much mind, except for scaramouche's least favorite male coworker.

"holy archons," the menace swears out loud, interrupting dottore's on unentertaining diatribe on why live human testing of chemical weapons is ethical and should receive government funding. "is that a wedding ring?! comrade, are you married?"

before scaramouche can snatch the ring (and his pride) back up and refute any such claims, his least favorite female coworker scoffs before pushing a strand of blonde hair out of her face.

"who in their right mind would marry that gremlin?"

since scaramouche was stopped before he could lunge across the table and punch the cocky smirk right off signora's face, the only way to not seem like an utter loser in front of his coworkers was to introduce you to them. it's not like he necessarily cared what they thought, but the less they spoke to him on the regular, the better. if he became the laughing stock of the guy with the supposedly fake wife, he would never hear the end of it.

scaramouche's main goal was to keep you away from his coworkers forever, but with the approaching summer celebration and the fellow harbingers constantly asking about you, scaramouche soon realized that the only way to get them to shut up would be to bring you to the world's worst work event.

and now, here you are, looking utterly beautiful in a sundress and scaramouche wonders why he's about to make you tolerate the worst people he's ever met for a few hours. he's also wondering why you're so excited to meet them all. as you enter the halls of the palace with him, a bright smile lines your face. it's one that scaramouche adores, but one that seems horribly inappropriate for the hallowed halls of the tsaritsa's domain. he doesn't dare say anything though.

"oh, i'm so excited to meet your friends, kuni!" you giggle excitedly, hands clasping tightly around the container of blueberry muffins you made in preparation. you're a walking ray of sunshine and scaramouche wants to hide you from the other harbingers before they can smother your light. but, unfortunately, he can't.

"they are not my friends," scaramouche grumbles, but you don't bother to listen and instead chatter excitedly away about how pretty the scenery of the palace is despite the fact that it is a bit chilly inside. when scaramouche offers to fetch you a coat, you politely decline, saying that it's no problem and that the festivities of the summer celebration will warm you up.

yet, when you arrive to the event, the two of you are met with absolute silence when you enter the fatui harbinger break room. ten familiar pairs of harbinger eyes all fixate on your cheerful smile and cute fashion with absolute confusion. you don't pay it any mind, balancing the tray of muffins in one hand as you lift the other up to wave excitedly at everyone.

"hi, everyone! i'm kuni- sorry, scaramouche's wife, (y/n)!"

scaramouche swears he hears dottore breathe holy shit, he wasn't lying and hears the scuffling of mora being exchanged in a bet between two of the other harbingers. its awkward until scaramouche's least favorite male coworker clears his throat and approaches you, a big smile on his face.

"welcome to the family, comrade!" the worst person ever greets. "i am scaramouche's best friend, childe!"

you gasp in delight as scaramouche inhales heavily, patience already wearing thin. hastily, you set the tray of muffins down and pull childe in for a hug.

"it is so nice to meet you!" you say excitedly. "thanks so much to you and everyone else for keeping my husband company when i can't! you guys seem like so much fun!"

by the time the summer celebration is over, scaramouche is bored out of his mind and stressed to the high heavens. all day long, the fatui harbingers act like they are scaramouche's best friends, making up lies on the spot about how good of friends they are with him and telling (completely false, if you ask scaramouche) embarrassing stories about him at work. scaramouche would have left hours ago, if not for the way you giggle and find entertainment with his coworkers.

scaramouche isn't quite sure what you see in them, but you've always seen the good in everyone. it's what he loves about you. you sense his annoyance with his party and manage to slip your hand underneath the table to hold his during dinner. once the sun begins to set and his coworkers begin to go their separate ways, you finally grant him reprieve, saving your biggest smile of the day for only him to see.

"ready to go home?" you say and scaramouche doesn't have to be asked twice, practically carrying you out the door without a single goodbye to any of his wretched coworkers.

"they were nice!" you giggle excitedly, swinging your hand that is currently interlaced with scaramouche's own hand back and forth. scaramouche clutches your hand a bit tighter.

"they are war criminals," he tells you, but you wave your free hand dismissively through the air.

"they're your friends, kuni! they had so many cute stories to tell about you! it was so nice to get to talk with people that like you almost as much as i do!" you say excitedly.

scaramouche hates his coworkers. the fatui are a cesspool of filth that he is only using until he gets his hands on the gnosis. but, with the way you seem so utterly enthusiastic on the prospect of scaramouche getting along well with his coworkers, he can't bring himself to spoil the mirage. the spoonfed lies they fed you in an attempt to make scaramouche look bad don't seem to have actually worked. instead, you interpreted it as overeager friends attempting to catch a significant other up to speed. you interpreted all of the danger and malice to be benign.

scaramouche lifts your joined hands to his lips and kisses your knuckles softly.

"i love you," he murmurs, thanking every archon that you're out of earshot of his coworkers.

"i love you too!" you pause for a brief moment. "so, when do i get to meet everyone again?"

over my dead body, scaramouche thinks. yet, for some reason, the thought of bringing you back doesn't seem as awful as before, even though he would never admit it out loud.

Would the organs then be the children 🤔

the lover(s)

Omg well this was a ride;

Got paired with marionette first she punched me and in response I hugged her.

The atmosphere is calm, damslette wanted to be with me, Marionette encouraged me, Pierre is worried but then marionette tries to interrupt! And afterward we both went home and cried

Genshin Impact (FATUI Harbingers ver. + 7 Minutes in Heaven Scenario) click and drag game!

warnings: flashing images

characters included: all 11 fatui harbingers

op's notes: after that recent trailer, you know I just HAD to make a fatui harbinger one immediately. why are they so hot? like damn 😫💘 excited to see more of them!

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THIS. Don’t know why either but I 100% agree

my rule for dating is:

if i get a boyfriend, i have to be cooler than him

but if i get a girlfriend, she has to be cooler than me

Thinking about how Ayato would be completely devastated if Ayaka or sibling!reader were ever to say "Big brother I hate you!"

Maybe reader is on the more childish side, a lot younger than the two Kamisatos, and they ask to go around town but it's too dangerous so Ayato refuses and you're like "Big brother is the worst! Thoma is my new big brother now!".

Ayato just... freezes. Boba dropped to the floor. World shattering around him as you hmp away with a sweat dropping Thoma.

May or may not have some familial Kamisato concepts in my drafts rn 👀

Additionally, think about a kid!Kamisato MC, meeting Thoma for the first time and he's their first crush! Like a little 6-10 year old and Ayato is like ( >_>) no. no crushing on the pyro maid.