Tamesis said:

Faust and Lisande: *has a casual conversation*
Tiras: Ahem.
Faust and Lisande: *looks down*

Spellbound said:

Tiras would definitely be looking at them annoyed lmao.

Also Tiras and Faust 🤝 Being Heavy Flirts

Tamesis said:

Faust and Lisande: *has a casual conversation*
Tiras: Ahem.
Faust and Lisande: *looks down*

Tamesis said:

Faust: Hello, Tiras. I'm your cousin's cousin and from a destroyed royal family.

Tiras: Wait...what?

Lisande: Ugh, don't let me explain my family tree. It's too tiresome to explain it.

Spellbound said:

Tiras would definitely be looking at them annoyed lmao.

Also Tiras and Faust 🤝 Being Heavy Flirts

Tamesis said:

Faust and Lisande: *has a casual conversation*
Tiras: Ahem.
Faust and Lisande: *looks down*

Spellbound said:

I would say Tiras is from a Duke & Duchess family but their lineage was destroyed when they went mad in a cult and sacrificed most of their children and now they only have one heir ( Tiras :D )

Tamesis said:

Faust: Hello, Tiras. I'm your cousin's cousin and from a destroyed royal family.

Tiras: Wait...what?

Lisande: Ugh, don't let me explain my family tree. It's too tiresome to explain it.

Spellbound said:

Tiras would definitely be looking at them annoyed lmao.

Also Tiras and Faust 🤝 Being Heavy Flirts

Tamesis said:

Faust and Lisande: *has a casual conversation*
Tiras: Ahem.
Faust and Lisande: *looks down*

Lisande: Nice rock.
Faust: Thanks, Tiras gave it to me.
Tiras: I threw it at you!
Faust: Aren't they the sweetest?

Lisande: The odds of this happening by coincidence are vanishingly small.
Faust: I would say infinitesimally.
Tiras: And I'd say teenily-weenily. We all know words.

*Lisande holding their baby*
Faust: Oh God, I can’t believe one of us actually has one of these.
Tiras: I know, I still am one of these.

Lisande: Today, Tiras said a swear word, so Faust said that they were going to wash Tiras's mouth out with soap. Tiras replied, “It’s okay, I like the taste of soap”. Turns out, they’ve been putting soap on their lips to blow bubbles.

Tiras: *looks at Lisande*
Tiras: Baby boy. Baby.
Tiras: *looks at Faust*
Tiras: Evil.

Faust: You've been given a new job to do, but I'm worried it might make you angry.
Lisande: Just say it quick, like ripping off a band-aid.
Faust: You have to teach Tiras how to drive.
Lisande: ...put the band-aid back on.

Faust: Tiras has no survival skills, their need to win has replaced them.
Lisande: That can't be true!
Faust: Watch this.
Faust: Hey Tiras, race you to the bottom of the stairs!
Tiras: *Throws themself out a window*

Lisande: You really believe in Faust?
Tiras: Luckily, they believe in themself enough for the both of us.

Lisande: In your opinion, what is the height of stupidity?
Tiras, turning to Faust: How tall are you?

Tamesis said:

Lisande: The clock is ticking! We don't have time for this asinine tomfoolery!
Faust: This unmitigated poppycock?
Tiras: Extravagant hogwash!
Lisande: Okay, stop.

Lisande: Nice rock.
Faust: Thanks, Tiras gave it to me.
Tiras: I threw it at you!
Faust: Aren't they the sweetest?

Lisande: The odds of this happening by coincidence are vanishingly small.
Faust: I would say infinitesimally.
Tiras: And I'd say teenily-weenily. We all know words.

*Lisande holding their baby*
Faust: Oh God, I can’t believe one of us actually has one of these.
Tiras: I know, I still am one of these.

Lisande: Today, Tiras said a swear word, so Faust said that they were going to wash Tiras's mouth out with soap. Tiras replied, “It’s okay, I like the taste of soap”. Turns out, they’ve been putting soap on their lips to blow bubbles.

Tiras: *looks at Lisande*
Tiras: Baby boy. Baby.
Tiras: *looks at Faust*
Tiras: Evil.

Faust: You've been given a new job to do, but I'm worried it might make you angry.
Lisande: Just say it quick, like ripping off a band-aid.
Faust: You have to teach Tiras how to drive.
Lisande: ...put the band-aid back on.

Faust: Tiras has no survival skills, their need to win has replaced them.
Lisande: That can't be true!
Faust: Watch this.
Faust: Hey Tiras, race you to the bottom of the stairs!
Tiras: *Throws themself out a window*

Lisande: You really believe in Faust?
Tiras: Luckily, they believe in themself enough for the both of us.

Lisande: In your opinion, what is the height of stupidity?
Tiras, turning to Faust: How tall are you?

Spellbound said:

YES. The chaotic cousins we loveeee.

How do you think Tiras & Faust would get along?