#protective barbatos

[ume1sii]

Ohhh!

What am I witnessing now?

Protective BARBATOS!

[haunted-xander]

Since people seem to really like my vision requirements illustrations, I figured I could elaborate on my theories/headcanons!

(EDIT: Since people keep mentioning it in the tags of the illust. post, so just to be clear, I am well aware Archons don't hand out visions personally😅 it IS however heavily implied they have a subconcious effect on who gets one, even if they have no active say. It's why no electro visions where granted during Inazumas vision hunt decree, for example)

Anemo: Purpose.

Anemo users have been unsure or hesitant about how to live their lives or what to do at some point, but all ended up finding something to strive for. Venti found purpose in rebuilding Mondstadt after Decarabian fell, to make the nation a place that the nameless bard would've loved to live in.

Jean found purpose as the Dandelion Knight, Xiao found purpose in serving Morax, Wanderer found purpose in freedom etc. Everyone has something they find fullfilment in.

Geo: Determination.

Geo users have a set path and/or ideal they live by, something they will not budge on no matter what. Zhongli is solid on his contracts, the written word is law and cannot be allowed to go broken, regardless of circumstances. His path is one of mutual agreement and fairness, to ensure everyone and everything gets their due.

Ningguang walks the path of Liyue's pillar, Noelle walks the path of self-improvement, Itto walk the path of acceptance etc. They are determined in their ways and will not bend them.

Electro: Protection.

Electro users all have something/someone they hold dear, and will do anything to ensure it's safety and longevity. Ei loved her sister more than anything else, and would've done anything to keep her safe and alive. Her actions in Inazuma was her terribly misguided way of "protecting" it from erosion, to keep the nation her sister loved so much in prosperity in her place.

Sara wants to protect her people, Keqing wants to protect Liyue's prosperity, Fischl wants to protect her imagination and fantasies etc. They hold things close to their heart and will do anything to protect it.

Dendro: Understanding.

Dendro users are seekers of knowledge and wisdom, wishing to understand the world around them and all that lives in it. Nahida wants to understand people, for wisdom means nothing when it can't be put to practice. People aren't something that can easily be comprehended by textbook knowledge, they must be observed extensively first-hand to even begin to understand.

Baizhu wants to understand the secrets of immortality, Kirara wants to understand human society, Collei wants to understand how to help others etc. They earnestly search for ways to expand their world.

Hydro: Duty.

Hydro users tend to have a strong sense of responsibility and personal principles they live by. We don't know enough about Furina to say for sure what her deal is right now, but I speculate her duty is closely connected to the Heavenly Principles, and that she views herself as Celestia's "executioner" so to speak.

Ayato's duty is to the yashiro commision, Candace's duty is to the desert-dwellers, Childe's duty is to the Tsaritsa etc. They have solid loyalties and set principles they work by.

Pyro: Passion.

Pyro users are full of love and passion for what they do, dedicating themselves whole-heartedly to their chosen field. We know very little about Murata, so it's hard to say what she's like. As the God of War I assume she has a passion for battle? Who knows.

Yoimiya is passionate about fireworks, Bennett is passionate about adventuring, Diluc is passionate about defending Mondstadt etc. They have a profound love of life and what is in it.

Cryo: Contradiction.

Cryo users are at odds with themselves, rife with inner conflicts and clashing desires. The Tsaritsa is described as an archon with no love for her people, and has been noted to have grown cold post-cataclysm. Her harbingers, most notably Childe, say otherwise, though. She's not unloving, but she is disillusioned and vengeful. Her hatred for Teyvat and Celestia is at odds with her love of her people.

Rosaria is conflicted with her lifestyle(s), Ayaka is conflicted with her status and wants, Kaeya is conflicted with his loyalties etc. They are torn by irreconcilable opposites.

[ritinja-draws]

Diluc: This bard is so annoying. He is loud, irresponsible and too carefree

Someone: Oh, agree. I don’t like him too

Diluc:

Diluc: How dare you

[demonsandco]

Hiya! Do you ever wonder if the Demon bros (and possibly Diavolo and Barbatos) can get a little territorial? I like to think so lol gonna do a small thing about that, but I wanted to ask others first XD I like to think that maybe they can get a little territorial since predators, especially apex predators, get a little territorial, but I can imagine they would especially be territorial towards MC in regards to other demons.

Oh definitely! Though perhaps possessive or protective may be better words for it. They don't see MC as territory, but they all have at least a little bit of a jealous streak. Plus, even a lesser demon could be dangerous to a human, so it's also a matter of genuinely being concerned for their safety.

Mammon, Belphie and Asmo are the most obvious and excessive about it, always wanting to monopolize the human's time, constantly wearing matching clothes or accessories, and taking every opportunity to scent them so other demons know to keep their distance. 

If it weren't for his position as Prince, Diavolo would be just as bad as those three, but the fact that he has a public image to maintain means that he has to be a bit more subtle.

Internally, Levi is also horribly possessive, but he's much too embarrassed to show it in public. It's not difficult to see how upset he gets whenever another demon gets too close, and if he could, he'd keep MC in his room with him indefinitely.

Barb, Luci, and Satan are somewhere in the middle in terms of possessiveness. They care too much about their reputations to act outright clingy, yet they still clearly crave to be the center of MC's attention. Fortunately, they don't need to do much to keep other demons away, given how intimidating they’re known to be.

Beel is the most subtle with his clinginess, enough so that it's not even noticeable most of the time. He does have a very bad habit of covering them in hickeys and love bites, and nuzzling against them until his scent overpowers their own, though.

[celestialrealms]

gleefully calling himself a bottom with his full chest, i see

[luxthestrange]

Incorrect quotes#705 He wants another one like luke-

Barb*taking the laundry out of the dryer with a baby luke on his chest*...*taking out a shirt and shacking the garment*

Baby Luke*Giggling and sucking his thumb at the motion*

Barb*Bites lip to hold laughter and tries to do it again earning more giggles from the young angel, chuckling himself at the contagious laugh*p-pfft~

Baby Luke*laughs again clapping his hands at the clothes Barbatos takes out to shake in front of him, nuzzling into his cheek as Barbatos kisses his forehead*

Barb*Taking a breather till he grabs the last item and shakes it*

Baby Luke*Gives him the biggest baby laugh ever as he losses it*

Barb*Coming into his now shared bedroom with you after he gave Diavolo a baby look to play with, closing the door and locking it with a gentlemen smile but a pink aura*I Want another child my dear~

Mc:...

I SAW THIS TIKTOK AND INSTANTLY THOUGHT OF BARBATOS AND LUKE-

[beels-burger-babe]

The Case of the Secret Admirer pt 2

***Wow! You guys really enjoyed part one of this 🥰😅 I'm so happy that everyone is enjoying Teen MC — I certainly love writing them. I hope you all enjoy this part two! -B***

Summary: It started with a single note left found inside your locker one day, and ended with a full-scale investigation backed by all the powers of the Devildom. AKA, You have a secret admirer at RAD and nobody is impressed.

Teen!MC

Part 1

Diavolo, Barbatos and Lucifer sat at a round table — the air heavy and dark with a deadly tone of seriousness that flowed between them.

In the demon prince's hands laid the hideous pink note that, had it not been their only clue, would have long been incinerated by his heated glare. "Does MC know?" he growled lowly.

"They know the letter exists, but not of its contents. Mammon made sure of it," Lucifer reported in a firm tone, his jaw clenched as he looked at the letter.

Barbatos nodded and folded his gloved hands on the table. "Good. We should keep it that way unless absolutely necessary. I assume your brothers' have already been informed about the situation, how do they plan to act?"

Lucifer scoffed, "If they know what's good for them, they'll listen to me and remain uninvolved. I wanted to handle this as quickly and silently as possible. Hence why I contacted the two of you."

Diavolo and Barbatos exchanged a glance. "And," Diavolo spoke with a small smirk, "how do you expect that they'll actually act?"

Lucifer sighed as his shoulders slumped. "They're going to be stupidly protective and utterly obvious about the whole thing. If we want to avoid MC putting the pieces together, I estimate we have until lunch to find the 'secret admirer' and begin the interrogation process."

Barbatos breathed slowly as he processed the situation. "That doesn't give us much time. I can use my abilities to glance back and find the admirer's identity, but it'll take time."

Diavolo gave his nod of approval as he stood. "Get started on that right away. The moment you have a name, I want to know. Then, it's just a matter of finding him and ... having a conversation with the young demon."

Lucifer's phone pinged in his pocket — a groan left his lips as he saw that he had been added to a group chat titled, "the anti-admirer association" by Mammon with five other members. "We'll have to work quickly," he murmured as he showed his phone to the rest of the group. "I'm afraid my brothers' meddling has already begun."

***

For you, this was just another day. As far as you were aware there was nothing planned for the day, and no strange events that would inevitably take a turn into complete chaos were scheduled — by all means the day seemed like it would turn out to be a nice and relaxing one.

You smiled peacefully to yourself as you opened your bedroom door only to come nose to nose with Mammon and Beelzebub.

A sharp scream escaped from your lips as you stumbled back in shock. "Jesus FUCK!" you cursed as you placed a hand over your racing heart. "What the hell are you two doing? Are you trying to kill me?!"

Beel's eyes widened as he quickly shook his head. "No! Of course not! Sorry MC, we didn't mean to scare you so badly. We were just coming to check on you and help you get ready for the morning."

Mammon shrugged as he took note that your breathing had returned to normal. "Don't make a big deal outta nothin'. It ain't our fault you're so jumpy," he smirked as scowled at him. "Someone's gotta wake ya up some how, lazy bones, and now you're awake. Come on. We gotta get ta class."

You huffed as Beel sympathetically patted your back and followed the boys to the foyer. "I could've gotten up and made it to RAD by myself," you grumbled as you crossed your arms over your chest. "Not like I haven't done it before."

Mammon and Beel exchanged a glance over your head as the red head's hand squeezed your shoulder. He smiled innocently down at you. "Just because you've done it before, doesn't you have to do it all the time. I wanted to walk you to class and spend some time with you, and Mammon said he wanted to join too."

"OI!" Mammon shouted defensively as his cheeks flared. "Don't tie me in with your mushy shit. I'm here c-c-cause it's my job! You know as their protector!"

You scoffed affectionately and rolled your eyes. "More like an over protective big brother. Don't worry Mams, I love you too," you and Beelzebub chuckled as Mammon scrambled for an excuse.

As your laughter dwindled and the three of you stepped outside of the House of Lamentation, you couldn't help but frown as you noticed the way Mammon and Beel's eyes scanned around you and how they securely flocked either side of you. You gently tugged on Mammon's jacket and looked at him in concern. "You guys are acting defensive. Does ... Does this have anything to do with that note? Did someone actually send me a death threat?"

"What?!" Beel shouted his head whipping around to look between you and Mammon.

The second born waved off his brother's concern and sighed. "It ain't anythin' like that MC. I told ya, that note was nothin' for ya to worry about."

You hummed in thought. "So you wouldn't mind telling me what it said then?" you quirked an eyebrow as you met his eyes.

Mammon gulped and tensed under your gaze. "W-Well, um, it was just a prank. Nothing serious really. I don't even remember."

You narrowed your eyes at the demon. "I don't believe you," you clicked your tongue and looked back at the path leading to RAD. "I guess if someone's out for me, I'll have to be extra defensive." Mammon and Beel let out a sigh of relief as you walked ahead of them, karate chopping the air to prove your "defensive prowess."

They thought they had escaped the subject of the note and any lingering suspicion that you'd had, but of course, things never went in their favor.

As you settled into your desk in your morning charms class, Asmodeus grinned widely as he perched himself on your desk. "So MC~" he trailed his fingers across the surface of your desk. "You've been attending RAD for a bit now."

You frowned and glanced over at Belphegor, who was sitting in the desk beside you, in confusion. The demon merely stared up at his older brother with glare of both exhaustion and exacerbation. "Um, I guess?" you replied as you looked back over to the Avatar of Lust.

Asmo squealed and leaned forward. "So you've gotten a chance to settle in, maybe get to know people~" he waggled his eyebrows. "I just wanted to let you know, that if you need some time away from the others, maybe get away and have some fun," he winked causing your confusion to grow even more, "Then Big Bro Amso's got your back."

You opened your mouth to voice your confusion, but was stopped as a pencil hits thwacks the side of Asmodeus's head. The demon yelped and whipped around to glare at Belphie.

The younger demon merely shrugged and threw another pencil at him. "Your confusing them and grossing me out. Go be weird somewhere else and get your ass off their desk."

Asmodeus huffed and stood up. "Fine. Just remember my offer, dear!" he blew you a quick kiss before slinking back to his desk.

You raised an eyebrow at Belphie. "What was that all about?"

The demon sighed and buried his head back into his arms. "Don't worry about it. It's adult stuff."

You rolled your eyes and played with one of the pencils that had fallen off Asmodeus and onto your desk. "Everyone's telling me that today."

"Well maybe you should listen to them," Belphie spoke dryly as he peaked over at you from the corner of his eyes. He snickered as you stuck your tongue out at him. "Brat,"

"Jerk," you fired right back. Despite the harsh nicknames, the two of you shared an affectionate smile as the teacher made their way to the front of the class.

An hour later, the bell rang and you made your way over to History of the Devildom with Satan and Leviathan.

Normally, it was Levi who made it difficult to focus in class. The two of you would whisper about whatever show you were watching together and exchange doodles. Satan would smack the both of you on the back of the head and hiss at you to pay attention.

Today, that was not the case.

In a rare change of events, you were actually trying to focus on what your teacher was saying, but the intense stare driving into your skull was slowly grating at your nerves.

You groaned and glared over at Satan, "What?" you snapped quietly. "Is there something on my face?"

He pursed his lips and slid a piece of paper over to you. "I need you to answer these questions ... please."

You narrowed your eyebrows at him in confusion before unfolding the page. Staring back at you was a detailed question, not too dissimilar from the questions Lucifer asked you last night, asking about your time at RAD, things you've noticed, and your experiences with your class. You huffed as Levi leaned over your shoulder and read the questions with an equally confused expression. "What is this?" you asked.

"Just a questionnaire that the exchange students need to do ... Lucifer asked me to hand it to you," he muttered in response, his eyes glancing back at the teacher.

Levi nose scrunched up at the statement. "Since when do you actually do what Lucifer tells you?"

Satan sent a pointed glare over to his brother. "Since it concerns MC," he hissed quickly. His gaze softened as it flickered back down to you. "Just answer it, please. The sooner you can get it back to me, the better."

You frowned as you slid the paperback to him, "No need. Lucifer asked me most of these questions last night."

"That's what he disturbed the sanctity of game night for?!" Leviathan shouted in appalment.

"Leviathan, is there something you'd like to share with the class?" The millennia old professor in the front of the asked dryly. The three of you instantly sat at attention, and you quickly shoved the piece of paper towards Satan.

"N-No sir," Levi stuttered as his face flushed. The teacher huffed and slowly turned back to the board to continue their class. You noticed Satan's frown deepened as he stared at the empty questionnaire in front of him. You shook off the weird behavior and turned your attention back to the class.

The day only weird when the class ended. You gathered your things and walked out the classroom, ready to head to your locker for and switch out your things before the small break you had between classes, when you noticed Mammon, Beelzebub, Belphegor and Asmodeus all out there waiting for you.

You face palmed as you felt Satan and Leviathan come to a stop behind you. "Okay. What is going on?" you asked in annoyance. "What is with you guys today?"

"No, I agree," Levi added as he glanced at his brothers. "You're all acting weird. Did I miss something?"

The others' eyes widened — some in panic at your tone and the rest in realization at Levi's question. Asmodeus smirked and stepped forward to speak, but before any words could leave his mouth, Beel wrapped an arm around his waist and a hand around his mouth — easily restraining and silencing his brother as he smiled at you. "It's nothing," his eyes drifted over to Levi where they flickered down to the demon's phone and then pointedly back to his eyes.

"Mhmm," you hummed sarcastically as you began to walk towards your locker. "Real convincing."

Belphie groaned as he lightly jogged to catch up to you. "We're handling it, alright?" he spoke seriously as he glanced over at you in concern. "You're safe. They're just being morons like usual," he taunted clearly trying to get a laugh or at least a smile from you.

He winced as you looked back at him with a sharp unimpressed expression. "Wouldn't it be better if I knew, so I knew what I'm supposedly being protected from?"

"Not in this case," Mammon spoke up from behind you. You stopped walking and turned to face the others. "Honestly, nothing will probably come of this. We're just bein' extra cautious."

You cocked your head and pointed behind him. "Then why is Levi paler than Casper the friendly ghost and looking like he just ate a heaping of Solomon's cooking while reading whatever Beel texted him about what's going on?"

Satan shook his head and stared at the ceiling in ire. "MC please just-"

"Guys." Beel cut off as his sharp, hyper-focused stare — the gaze of a predator — fixed on something behind you.

You peaked over your shoulder to see a young, black-haired demon pulling their hands away from your locker with a satisfied look on their face.

Lucifer suddenly rounded the corner, walking quickly with a determined aura as he stormed past the group of you. "That's him," he said coldly as he brushed by.

"Shit." Mammon breathed before rushing past you to get to his brother's side.

You could only watch in bewilderment as the brothers' collectively rushed over to this poor, strange demon — that you could've sworn you recognized from somewhere — and grabbed him by the arms before slamming him against the wall.

"Ajax Floyd?" Lucifer questioned as he stood in front of the terrified student, Beelzebub and Satan securely pinning him down. The eldest removed a familiar pink note from his cloak, inner pocket and held it between his two fingers. "I believe this is yours?"

The demon gulped as he anxiously looked at the brothers. "L-Look, I didn't mean any harm. I-I-I just wanted to try to talk to them. G-Get to know them a little more."

Mammon growled lowly, causing the student to whimper and cower as closely to the wall as he could. "Based on that note, I'd say you wanted to do a little more than that, huh?"

"And there's nothing wrong with that!" Asmo chirped, ignoring the glares he received from the others. "I mean, personally, I think they could do a little better than you. You'd need a little sprucing up here and there, just by the look of things, but good on you for shooting your shot! Must be some brave, little man~" he teased with all his usual sensuality.

Belphie elbowed his older brother in the ribs. "Stop. This is serious. Remember what Mammon mentioned last night. We don't know the first thing about this guy or his intentions with MC."

Ajax, as it were, seemed to have gathered a little courage from Asmodeus's backhanded compliment and puffed his chest a little. "Exactly! You don't know anything about me and h-here you are treating me like a criminal for even asking to get close to them! I know you didn't let them see the note! How about you let MC decide for themself whether or not I'm good enough for them?!" he snarled fiercely.

Leviathan opened his mouth to retort the demon's claims when the damning sound of an un-oiled locker door opening rung through the hall.

While the outrageously over-protective demons were having their little showdown, you had quickly grown bored of the pathetically common display and had decided to gather your things to walk yourself to class and ignore whatever was going on for the time being.

Everyone's breath hitched as your door swung open and another pink note fluttered out. Ajax couldn't help but grin as you caught it and slowly unfolded it.

"Another one?" you muttered to yourself. "Dearest MC, I sincerely hope that this note gets to you. I'm aware that your wards won't approve of my reaching out to you, but my heart tells me to persist..." you snorted and shook your head. "What is this Shakespeare?"

Beel frowned at the reaction and slowly leaned down to his still, shell-shocked brothers. "Is Shakespeare a compliment or an insult?"

Satan gritted his teeth, "Considering he's known as 'The Bard' in the human world and wrote one of the most recognized love stories of all time, most likely a compliment, now shush!"

"Should I be so lucky that this note reaches your hand, I wanted to confess to you. I admire you greatly and was hoping that we could get to know each other better. To put it plainly, I love you MC, and want to make you happy ..."

"That's so sweet!" Asmodeus cooed, earning him another sharp jab from a scowling Belphegor.

"If this interests you. If would just give me, give love, a chance, then I hope to meet with you after school, in the gardens behind RAD. I'll be waiting. Love, your secret admirer."

Time froze as you finished the letter, your brows furrowed as you absorbed what you had just read. "Falling in love?" You began questioningly, and Ajax felt his heart flutter with hope.

That hope was shattered as a snort suddenly came from you and carelessly crumpled up the note and tossed it behind your shoulder. "Cringe!" The group watched with jaws dropped as you lazily shut your locker and began to walk away. "I'm heading back to class. Meet you losers there when you're done with your little manliness contest."

Asmo winced at your lack of tact and turned back to the group sympathetically. "Let him go, boys," he patted Lucifer shoulder as Mammon and Beel dropped the now heartbroken and confused demon. "MC just did more damage to his poor soul than any of you ever could."

*** And that's a wrap! Thank you all for reading this fic and supporting me! You're all the best and I love you all dearly! Let me know what you think of Teen MC! Should I write them more often? -BW ***

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[misc-obeyme]

Do you think Barbatos is afraid of rats not because they bring disease but they bring death to the prince

I think it's possible, anon!

The game doesn't really tell us why Barbatos is afraid of rats, but I know there's a theory that it has to do with disease. And if that's the case, then it makes sense that he's more concerned about Diavolo getting the disease and dying from it.

I always kinda thought it had more to do with rats showing up in a place that's dirty because it wasn't cleaned well enough. He's a butler, it's his job to keep things clean. So if rats show up that means he didn't do his job well and we all know how weird he can be about that.

But I think it's up for interpretation especially since they don't give us anything specific in the game (at least, not that I can remember).

It could just be an irrational fear - lots of people have those. But considering Barbatos is... well himself... it seems more likely to me that he has a reason for it. And it could be related to something that happened to him in his many years of life or it could just be that he's concerned about Diavolo's well being. That's certainly his number one priority, so it makes sense that it would be the reason behind the fear.

[asmo-cosmetics]

idk man something about how barbatos loves children with big dreams and too many responsibilities and how he is an ineffable eternal being with power even he doesn't seem to know the extent of and his desire for perfection in every he does making him learned in a variety of subjects and his vitriolic hatred of rats

something about all that and a little boy born moments ago and already declared one of the most powerful beings in the entire devildom by the demon king. but satan's not just a little boy, not even just a little demon boy, because he's been something for as long as lucifer's been alive, and now he's something else, something with power on a level no one seems to understand, fourth-born but still beyond the control of lucifer, of his entire family, on occasion. the young demon child who is desperate for knowledge in all of its forms, and who is beloved by seemingly every stray cat in the devildom, bringing him the carcasses of vermin in exchange for his company

something about "no matter the circumstances of your birth"

[radarchives]

[forevercloudnine]

THE BATMAN NEVER KILLS. (Batman: Reptilian #1 vs. #6.)

[clavicula-ovis]

     » » @bishonenprince​; ❝ ❛ i’ve never heard such a ridiculous story! ❜ -asmodeus ❞

     From Barbie in The Nutcracker Starter Memes

    ❝ And that isn't the worst part! ❞ ›› Asmodeus would say, placing a hand on his chest with a soft gasp for effect. ❝ She then pulled me aside and told me that she had a strand of Belphie's hair and was going to use it in a spell to make him fall in love with her! I simply had to step in, I wasn't going to let some witch hurt my sweet baby brother! I could forgive all the other hexes she placed on other demons, but not Belphie! ❞

[crystalflygeo]

Mark of an Archon ft. Venti / Zhongli / Ei / Focalors / Nahida / Neuvillette + gn!reader

cw/tags: Mostly suggestive but nsfw in some parts (mostly Zhongli, Neuvillette) marking, kissing.

notes: Alright so... this is different from anything I've written before but I got inspired by the concept of the elemental symbols used as marks by the Archons to denote those important to them. Just short fluffy little dabbles I guess, first time writing everyone except the dragon men heh. I tried REALLY HARD to keep this gender neutral and be inclusive in descriptions but regardless, reader bottoms lmao. Hope y'all like it. (Y'all will NEVER guess where did I get the inspiration for all the marks' placements hehe) Edit: Y'all I have never played obey me WHEEZE the marks placement actually comes from a very old magical girl anime I loved as a kid XDDDD (except geo, it was on the belly button but-//hit)

It is said that the Archons place a mark on the body of their loved ones. A symbol of protection, perhaps of “ownership”, imbued with their elemental energy. Legends has it that they remain mostly invisible to the naked eye, glowing brightly only when the Archon in question touches it, but leaving behind a distinctive trace able to be identified with elemental sight.

However, none of this has been proven at all, and remains mostly as a fantastic tale, just a rumor…

Or is it?

-Barbatos

Venti’s mark rests between your shoulder blades, the small Anemo sigil emulating tiny wings in the most appropriate of places. It makes him fond of calling you his “angel”, though, you know it cannot compare to his own real wings... it makes your heart flutter nonetheless.

It remains mostly covered, and yet without fail, Venti’s hand would always gently rest on it before his hand slides over to your shoulder or waist. At this point the touch soothes you and you’ve come to expect it every time you enter Angel’s share and bright Aqua eyes land on you.

In the dark of night, those precious moments of closeness and passion among the bedsheets, Venti’s nimble fingers, calloused by the Lyre and the bow alike, trail along your spine and stop at the mark, before he leans in and places a kiss on it.

For the God of Freedom to brand someone like this… it would seem as a contradiction, but you know it to be his blessing, his vow to you and your love. As his lips go up to your shoulder and his hands slide down to your waist, sneaking between your legs, he closes his eyes and hums a soft tune.

-Morax

The Geo mark is found on a rather unusual place, and to tell the truth, it even embarrassed you a little at first. The golden diamond placed just below your navel, partially hidden by the line of your underwear. When asked about it, Zhongli simply murmured something about dragon mating, fertility or virility… his cheeks dusted red.

You admit though, that once you get used to it, you do find yourself idly tracing it from time to time. Sometimes it seems to glow softly, or feel warm, perhaps responding to the Archon when he thumbs gently at it, contrasting and comparing with his own blackened arms, etched with veins of gold. Amber eyes staring up at you with love and desire as he places a kiss on it making you shiver.

Zhongli constantly wants to mark you more, in all sorts of ways. Drape you in silks and cover you in gemstones and gold. Leave bite marks along your skin. Douse you in his scent. It appeases his draconic instincts. But nothing compares to that little geo sigil, a personal indisputable claim, tattooed on your skin.

In a way, the mark could be taken as the God of Contracts’ signature and an unbreakable oath to you, his mate. It makes the dragon purr as he rolls his hips into yours, sinking deep inside you and making you whine as his palm presses against it.

-Beelzebul

Right at the center of your collarbone, like a pendant held by an invisible necklace, that is where the Electro mark was placed by Ei. Sometimes it’s a real shame it can’t be seen normally by humans, it would make for a pretty nice tattoo…

It’s not like the Electro sigil is rare to see anyway, quite the contrary, a rather popular choice and common sight all over Inazuma with deep cultural and religious meanings alike honoring Her Excellency. But one look from a youkai or one of the mikos at Narukami shrine and you know this is different.

Ei could act aloof and have a hard time expressing or understanding feelings, but the way she looks at you as she straddles you… dark violet hair cascading down her back and sides, hands roaming your chest and settling at your shoulders. She pins you there under her intense purple gaze and then bends forward to kiss at the sigil before moving to your lips.

The Goddess of Eternity considers her choices deeply and rarely ever goes back on her word or breaks a promise, and that is what she bestows upon you with her mark, a promise. Of love, of respect, of loyalty. Who would’ve thought the Electro Archon could be so… passionate?

-Focalors

You couldn’t believe just where Lady Furina had placed a pretty, blue, Hydro symbol on your skin. When asked about it she’d just giggled and said everything had a reason when it came to divine marks such as these… then proceeded to not explain at all. But seriously, your inner thigh?!

You could only sigh but smile softly at her antics as she laid across the couch, head rested in your lap, taking a nap by using your thighs as pillow, or demanding to be fed more sweets and sputtering indignantly when you poke at her nose or cheek instead, blushing.

She often drives you insane, paying special attention to the hydro marking with kisses and nibbles when you need her lips to go just a little more to the side… but oh, how she enjoyed teasing and riling you up. Mismatched blue eyes blinking coyly under thick eyelashes.

This is Lady Furina’s pledge to you, her word of honor as the Goddess of Justice, to love and cherish you no matter what. For despite her innocent act, she is guilty of having fallen for you.

-Bonus: Buer (Platonic)

Many people underestimate and doubt Nahida. A grave sin, in your opinion. When she places her mark of Dendro softly in your forehead, you feel nothing but pride, willing to follow and defend her and her teachings, for it is an honor to be her acolyte.

You see her wisdom in her actions, in the contemplating looks at her beloved city and people, in the way she always tries to solve problems and learn from difficulties, in her kindness, gentleness and little smiles. You see her love in the way she helps the elderly and soothes the children, in the candied ajilenakh nuts she shares with everyone, in the sparkle of her unique green eyes.

Like any other Archon, her nation and all its inhabitants are like her children. Despite her preferred appearance, the way she holds your hand as she guides you along and brushes at your hair gently with comforting words and praise feel more akin to a mother.  

Just as you trust her, she trusts you, that is the covenant her sigil represents. And in the eyes of the Goddess of Wisdom, one day you’ll reach the sky and stars above.

-Bonus II: Hydro Dragon Sovereign

You stare at the sigil in the palm of your hand. An ancient symbol of power, no doubt, but with a meaning long since lost to time and shrouded in mystery. Yet, its significance is crystal clear to you: “I am yours as you are mine.”

The way the Iudex would always, without fail, hold your hand gently and kiss your palm instead of the back of it as it was traditional would no doubt confuse some people, but it makes your heart skip a beat. This special connection, the knowing look from those gorgeous lavender eyes and the hidden smile pressed against your skin…

Your back arches with a moan as Neuvillette ruts softly into you, slow and reverent, peppering kisses and nuzzling at your neck. His hand takes a hold of yours, fingers intertwining and you shiver as the marking in your palm seems to react. Your grip his hand tighter, canting your hips as well and surrounding him with your legs, asking for more, more, more-

It’s unknown if one day his kind will return to power, just as it’s impossible to predict the flow of the elements and the energy in leylines or just what the future will bring. But for Neuvillette, having you by his side feels like the most refreshing spring water and makes life that much sweeter.

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Jamil/Luci: What's a word that's a mix between 'sad' and 'mad'? Yuu/Mc: Disgruntled, miserable, desolated- Kalim/Dia: Smad!🐕

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The Gang React to You Breaking Your Ankle

Lucifer

"This was bound to happen sooner or later."

I mean, really, with all the stunts you play with his brothers and that sorcerer, it's more surprising that you didn't break anything before now. Thank goodness your room is on the ground floor. Now, here is a schedule of where you need to be and when, along with the brother who is your designated companion at all times to ensure you don't get stuck somewhere or fall over and break something else. This is a rotating position so stop fighting all of you!

Mammon

"Holy shit, humans break easy, huh?"

Assuming for the moment that Mammon didn't accidentally get your ankle broken by pulling some stupid stunt for Devilgram clout and involving you in it, he'll be extra careful with you for a little bit. People keep jostling you in the hall! Don't they realize you're basically made of glass and paper?! He'll clear the halls for you to hobble by with your crutches. Yep, you're earning all sorts of new friends.

Leviathan

"E-sports are the best activity when you're injured."

What a convenient excuse to drag you to his room more often than usual for anime marathons and all-night gaming sessions. Like Mammon, he's a little uneasy about this revelation about just how delicate you are, but nobody gets injured playing video games. He's basically protecting you from your next inevitable accident.

Satan

"Stop trying to do so much on your own."

Satan acts extremely annoyed when he sees you trying to hop somewhere without your crutches or lifting anything more than fifteen pounds unaided. Of course, he's just worried about you and expressing that in the most practical way he can. He repeatedly reminds you of advice on improving your recovery rate he found in medical books and the blogs of reputable physical therapists (he always checks into their credentials).

Asmodeus

"Poor thing! Let me spoil you!"

And that's basically what he does, whenever he gets the opportunity. This is a great excuse to get some much needed R&R, in his opinion, so the two of you will be visiting spas and getting massages and you aren't walking anywhere anymore, he is one of the Rulers of the Underworld and you are going to be carried on a litter, so help him Gardonus.

Beelzebub

"You need to eat well to get your strength back."

Prepare yourself for Beel's version of "eating well". You only had three eggs for breakfast? You'll never heal at that rate. Have another six and some bacon. Here's a protein shake. It's designed for demons so it's probably a little grittier than the soft stuff from the human world but it's exactly what you need. No, he doesn't have any science to back this up. Yes, he expects you to clean your plate.

Belphegor

"Of course you got hurt, running around all the time. You should just relax with me."

Little did you know this was all part of Belphegor's master plan...

What a perfect opportunity to spend every second of the day with you. Now that you're forced to sit around and avoid being too active, he has you right where he wants you (specifically, under the blankets with him while he sleeps). He'll remind you at every opportunity that you normally run yourself ragged, and you've earned some time to laze around. And now that you're injured, you have the perfect excuse!

Diavolo

"Your poor human bones... My home is always open to you if you need somewhere more convenient to stay. Please take care of yourself, in the meantime."

Rest assured, he will provide you with all transportation necessary to and from RAD. Or perhaps you would like to try remote classes? Leviathan finds them productive! And if you need anything, please let him know. He'll be in touch about five times a day just to make sure you remember that.

Barbatos

"I am only a phone call away should you require my assistance."

And he will be on call at all hours of the day and night, just in case. You'll be treated like royalty when you visit the castle too, of course. (Even more like royalty than usual, that is.)

Solomon

"Oh, that? Here."

He just magics your ankle better. There, there, little apprentice. He's surprised you didn't do that yourself.

Simeon

"What are you carrying? I'll take it for you. No, I insist!"

Simeon will be a perfect gentleman, helping you up and down stairs and carrying your books and shopping for you. He's very concerned about you somehow re-injuring yourself, and even when you're alright to walk without crutches anymore, he still *really wishes* you'd use them for an extra week or two, just to be on the safe side.

Luke

"You did what to your ankle?! Ankles can do that?!

Congratulations, you've introduced Luke to the concept of broken bones, and he will find the human skeleton creepy and gross for the rest of his life.

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