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rizsnt · 6 months
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full-time translator gf
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famiwami · 9 months
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*yaoifies your yuri*
au where the harbingers are a gay straight alliance and they're hosting a halloween party
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hunnieknight · 1 year
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"Grandpa Knows the Best"(+Art)
In which your grandpa, Pulcinella, tells you a reason why Harbingers are bad as your partner.
Time set after Signora's funeral, before Sumeru setting, comedy/crack, dry humor, capitalist joke
Series I Series III
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urmomspersonalwhore · 6 months
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hello again! It’s the same anon that was talking about the Arlecchino finding us with another harbinger (sorry for saying that agin, maybe I should ask for an emoji or smth silly like that idk maybe a silly dragon🐉) I’d love to see your take on us going to a meeting with Colombina instead of Arlecchino maybe? Take ur time :]
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Walking into the meeting with the angel-like woman was a partial mistake.
To Arlecchino it felt like you were shoving it in her face that you were hanging out with another person.
Everyone was a bit surprised at the sight of you with another being that was not Arlecchino.
Her eyes narrowed at you, never leaving yours unless someone spoke to her.
She was determined to get you away from Columbina and take back what's hers.
The damsel kept a hand at your waist to make sure nobody harms you or tries to peel you away, a small smile on her lips.
She gave teasing glances to the White-haired woman, grinning at the sight of her angered eyes.
You can notice the way she clenched her fists, extremely triggered.
Columbina kept a happy and joyful attitude, acting as if she brought something that was hers to begin with.
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You shall be 🐉 Anon then! I hope this satisfies you! Idk why but I kept thinking how Columbina looks sm like Draculaura
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thatjadedhotmess · 2 years
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borrowing their hoodie !
pairings/characters: fatui harbingers x gn!reader
warnings⚠️: not much but skin to skin contact for pierro's, scaramouche's, signora's and arlecchino's
synopsis: their reaction when you ask to borrow their hoodie
wc: 0.88k++
note: completely self indulgent and not completely accurate compared to the teaser :> (except for pulcinella bc idk how to write for him so he didn't get a part in this) also a different way of writing my hcs soo enjoy likes and reblogs are always greatly appreciated:)
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☁︎︎ Pierro (皮耶罗)
I know he looks like he could literally obliterate everything in his way (he can yes) but when it comes to you and his hoodies he grows all soft and his heart melts. It's just so much bigger than you and you always look so comfy and cozy in it he just wants to hug you and have you with him at all times when you're asleep in his lap:(( Also imagining the looks on the fatui's faces when they see you in their superior's lap.
☁︎︎ Capitano (卡皮塔诺)
Seems neutral about it but is secretly happy. He thinks that as a good boyfriend it's only right that he lets you have his hoodie if you want it. His reaction is cute. He's a blushing mess under the mask after seeing you in his hoodie. The dark blue hoodie was way too big for you, the bottom reaching your knees and the sleeves too long for you as you cuddle into yourself, content with the residual warmth from capitano wearing it before you.
☁︎︎ Il Dottore (多托雷)
Scolds you (not in a serious way) but will still willingly give you his hoodie or get his clones to bring one for you. Though, he secretly enjoys being able to be of help to you and sometimes, sometimes, hopes that you don't bring your hoodie so he can see you smothered by his hoodie instead. You found this out from his clones and didn't have the heart to tell him so now you just 'forget' to bring it.
☁︎︎ Columbina (哥伦比娅)
Doesn't give you her hoodie but rather give you an exact copy of the one she has. She would so much rather match hoodies together than give you hers because it serves as a constant reminder to her that even apart you two can have something exclusive to share. Though, she is willing to let you have her hoodie if it's in exchange for one of yours so she can have a you-scented hoodie.
☁︎︎ Scaramouche (斯卡拉姆齐)
Similar to Dottore, he's a little shit about it but will still give it to you in the end. The first time you asked if you could borrow it he grumbled on and on about you not bringing your own hoodie and that you should be more responsible in the future, even though he's literally pulling off his hoodie for you and putting it on you himself before he takes both of your hands in his, warming your icy hands in his own.
☁︎︎ Sandrone (桑多涅)
I think she would be similar to Columbina in a sense that she would rather match hoodies with you but instead of buying/getting a new hoodie for you, she'll hand make it for you and ask you what designs you want. That way it'll be unique to you and you only and she also prefers it this way as she can make something for you. With her being a harbinger she doesn't get much alone time with you so this would be her way of expressing her love for you.
☁︎︎ La Signora (女士)
There are some similarities between her, Dottore and Scaramouche but she's definitely a lot softer than them. The most she'll do before giving you her hoodie is maybe a little tsk and a don't forget your own next time, even though she also hopes that you forget and need to ask her for help. When she lends you her hoodie, you can expect to have her hands in the pockets of the hoodie so that she can stay warm (be close to you).
☁︎︎ Pantalone (潘塔罗涅)
Simp. A simp. Pantalone.exe backup and reboot needed. He might not have a hoodie with him but he always wears this long designer coat and he decided to let you borrow it because you were cold. The coat is hanging dangerously close to the ground but he can't even be mad at that fact because you look so cute in his long coat he couldn't stand it and needed to look away and calm down for a minute to regain his composure:))
☁︎︎ Arlecchino (阿蕾奇诺)
A gentleman is this sense. Will take it off without question before handing it to you, hugging your figure once you've put it on yourself. Cute she thinks, your figure wrapped in the slightly oversized hoodie with the sleeves too long for your arms. Takes this as an opportunity to wrap her icy hands around your torso, making you let out a squeal at the contact between your skin and her hands.
☁︎︎ Childe (達達利亞)
Like Arlecchino, he'll give up his hoodie in a heartbeat. Couldn't bear seeing you shiver and rub your arms so he takes his own off before you saying anything and puts it over you. Now, once you're in it, you can expect one of two things to happen. Either, he'll coo at you and talk about how adorable you are adorned in his hoodie or two, turn away a blushing mess and not say anything because you're too cute. The first one however happens more often.
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homuradefender · 2 months
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COLUMBINA MOVE OUT OF THE WAY IT'S MY TURN
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cupparaine · 1 month
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Father is coming now all we need is Columbina to reunite them, Arlebina needs more love.
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Intertwined with the inhuman (Inhuman! harbingers X human! reader): Chapter List!
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I update earlier on Wattpad!
Introduction: Character details!
Just some details on the cast of my story!
Chapter one: And so it begins
Who knew that traveling to japan would lead you to meet a vampire, a werewolf, and a strange man with a mask
located: here
Chapter two: The porcelain puppet
Walking back to your humble hotel leads you to an interesting encounter with a certain violet-haired porcelain man
located: here
Chapter Three: The Porcelain Doll's conundrum
You share a surprisingly emotional moment with the porcelain puppet--who calls himself scaramouche--and have a small reunion with a certain blue-haired vampire
located: here
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ventiffy · 1 year
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𝓕𝓪𝓽𝓾𝓲 𝓗𝓪𝓻𝓫𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓻𝓼 𝓪𝓼 𝓟𝓮𝓷-𝓹𝓪𝓵𝓼 ♡
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Pov: In the middle of the night you woke up wanting a fresh glass of *drink you find suitable for a late night beverage*, before letting your feet reach the ground you notice the tip of an envelope sticking out from under your pillow,
"Who put it here, how did it get there in the first place?" You wonder.
Warnings: Slight mentions of stalking, characters may be out of character since not much information are given about most of them. I write the harbingers in the same way I hc them to be. (This is almost my first post (aside from my introduction) I also hope to be able to write more of these pov and maybe hcs soon! SLIGHT MODERN AU BUT IT'S STILL IN TEYVAT.
Option one: From Columbina
The letter was found placed neatly under your pillow. The light pink envelope smelled of roses and somehow felt extremely cold. You wondered who could have written this unknown message. Some rosewood colored sealing wax was used to seal the letter. You had a hard time opening it without tearing the paper. Upon figuring what was inside, a folded sheet of paper was presented right in front of your eyes. The writer remained anonymous as they signed their own message with "Your beloved". You had a hard time reading the contents of the sheet of white paper since, it was written in cursive. The one who sent you such message referred to you as "my dove" or "my love".
Content of the letter:
Greetings my love!
I have been meaning to write this letter to you in hope of finally introducing myself. I always see you at *your workplace* and hoped to one day meet you in person but, I guess writing this letter will suffice for now! I hope you're doing well, my dove, although you've never met me, I was wondering how you were doing, you haven't been present these past couple days at your workplace and I've been starting to worry for your health. I hope we'll meet soon in person, but for now you can wait till my next letter.
Goodbye for now, my love.
-From your beloved.
*so uhh you may see this same message for Capitano but I really love her and I wanted to write her letter just so that I don't feel like this post is missing something but I hc to be kind of childish but she can be VERY intimidating. But she hides that scary side of her to her lover.
Option two: From Dotttore
Upon looking at the letter. You notice quickly the coffee stained envelope who strongly smelled of something close to gasoline or of some metallic odor. curiosity got the best of you and you quickly opened the envelope who was just sealed shut with a bit of glue. You find the contents of the letter easy to read even though the handwriting used by the writer was slightly messy and seemed rushed. At first, when you opened the letter, aside from the handwriting, you also found a folded rose who seemed a but destroyed from being stuck in such a tight space for so long. At the bottom of the page you found two drops of what seemed to be from a red substance but, you didn't think of it that much.
Content of the letter:
Good morning my dear. From what I could predict you're possibly reading my letter right after your awakening which surely is during what you consider as your morning. To begin this message, I'd hope to make one point clear. I've been interested in you for quite some time and I could only hope to know your psyche much more personally. I hope that we can meet soon but, to make things fair since I already know much more about you than you could possibly think. I'll give you my brief introduction as to remark this first letter. I'm a doctor from Snezhnaya who studied in Sumeru Academia. My only goal is to accomplish my researches on immortality and creating a new god. I find humans quite interesting for the sake of my experiments and only hope to meet you once more in person. Although you have never seen me, I truly hope that will change soon.
Well then, till next time y/n.
Option three: From Capitano
Upon glaring at the envelope sealed with sealing wax, you were quickly able to open it and inside you found a sheet of paper that was folded although it's ends were facing you. (So yk when you fold a paper there's like the bent side and the ends, yeah for all the harbingers who fold their letters your have to pull out the letter by its bent side but not for Capitano.) The contents of the letter were written in a fine handwriting where all the letters looked the same, as if it was written by a writing machine thing (yk what I mean).
Content of the letter:
To my love,
I have been fascinated by you, yet It seems I am not able to figure how why. I believe I am amazed by you with the reason that we are made for each other. So, why would I need a reason to have such strong adoration for you if we were to be soulmates. I decided to write you this letter after some configuration with some of the people I know, who also told me I should write you a letter first then we could meet face to face. I have spent countless hours figuring out what to say, yet they felt as long as the time I spent on the battlefield. You see, I am one of the Tsaritsa s' loyal harbingers. Even while on duty I only could worry about your safety, if I were to have written this letter sooner, will you still be alive to read it. Before one of use meets our end I wanted you to know of my person and I wanted to know that you acknowledge me, as the writer of this letter. I truly hope fate will allow us to meet but, my time is running out so. Till next time we meet, my dear.
-Your loyal follower.
*To be honest I only wrote for him only because I love him and his character a lot and I knew that I would feel miserable if I didn't write for him. Yeah so I hc him to know the dangers of being a soldier and I also hc to worry a lot about his (soon to be?) lover s' health.
Option four: From Tartaglia
The letter is not sealed with anything, its just a plain white envelope, nothing else. Inside there's a folded sheet of paper when just the ink slightly appearing on the other side of the page is presented to you, yet you don't know why it's there in the first place or it's purpose. hen you finally take out the sheet and flip it around to see it's content, you can only focus on the small doodles of hearts and random shapes along side the text written in a rather fine handwriting.
Content of the letter:
Hey there (buddy/girlie) , I hope you are in perfect health while reading this letter. Lately I've been amazed by your strengths, from just being able any heavy object to having some skill in fighting. I truly hope I could soon make your acquaintance, maybe when the time comes and we meet in person in a proper manner, maybe we'll be able to spar but who knows! Maybe we can meet when the both of us aren't really busy. You look like the perfect fighting comrade for me. you may not have realized it by now but I've been admiring you for some time, each time I see you at that café or park you always go to, I can't help but wonder on how could one be so pretty and strong at the same time. I am writing this letter to you in hopes that maybe you'll be able to difference me form the rest each time we meet. Because, I truly think not once have you shot a glance at me. But well farewell for not comrade.
-yours truly
Option five: From Signora (...No not from ashes..)
When you were looking down upon the white envelope, you could only notice the scent of some perfume, a perfume rich in scent who smelled in an odor you couldn't describe due to how powerful it smelled. Upon opening the envelope, you noticed a black silk bag tossed behind the letter neatly folded and placed inside the black envelope that was decorated with small gems to which some had a heart shaped form. The bag was tied shut by a red silk lace who quickly got unfolded when you pulled at the tip of the wing (?) of its ribbon that was formed by how it's was tied. Inside was a necklace who had a silver chain with a black diamond pendant resembling a cross. You then proceeded to read the letter who had been written with a find cursive handwriting, although you were able to read since the letters barely seemed to even had been written in cursive, it was like the writer didn't even raise their pen while writing but yet wrote normally.
Content of the letter:
My dear y/n,
These past couple of days or maybe weeks, I have felt as if I have fallen in love with you. I love the way you dress with that *fashionable piece of clothing you have*. But, from what I saw each time I meet your presence is that you never seem to where a necklace. So, I figured that it would be nice for me to give you one. I figured that I didn't know which one you'd simply like so I decided to give you one of my own. To make this letter short, my only point is that I truly wish to know you soon enough, I already know your age, name, birthday, and your address but I don't seem to quite get you sense of fashion, maybe when we meet in person we could go to any sorts of store and possibly go shopping for new clothes for you.
*The letter ends with the writer signing their name as "Rosalyn" although you find it weird, you've never met a Rosalyn before. The letter has a heart after the writer s' name and the first mention of your name. (So basically after the "dear y/n".)
Option six: From Scara- (wait who?)
The letter didn't have an envelope (I hc him to not really use envelope for this stuff idk why) the letter was yet in perfect conditions even though it was tossed under your pillow. The handwriting was clear, not messy or not to formal (cursive ,I guess). The letter had few doodles representing stars (hah get it? "the stars, the sky, it's all a gigantic hoax.")
Content of the letter:
Lately, I've been seeing you around, maybe by just simply making your way to your workplace (Author note: or school if you'd like). Each time I see you you're possibly just listening to music or anything like that. I was able to see your playlist on *app used by you for music* (exemple: spotifiy, youtube etc.). Although your style is not my favourite I still listen to it, in hopes of getting closer to you in a way. I hope we meet again. I barely know you and you don't even know me but, I just can't help to find you so pretty. Till then y/n..
-Secret admirer.
(Kinda took inspo from the fact all anemo boys are associated with music of some sort so yeahh- but for this pov scara is not wanderer yet..)
Option seven: From Sandrone
*Author note: I hc sandrone to be really creative so yeah..)
The letter was found in an envelope that smelled of gasoline, It wasn't sealed at all. Upon opening it you can still smell the ink from the pen or machine used to write this letter. All the letters looked like the ones of a keyboard so you guessed the sender used a writing machine or printer to write their message. although, the text was shaped in a heart form, and the sides of the text you found many heart shaped doodles. (Yeah for the content of the letter I'm not doing the heart thing, so I guess you could imagine it to be like that. But if you don't know what I mean by heart form, imagine a heart, fill it with words where you have to read from left to right yeah. uhh idk how to explain it, I'm trying to make her different I guess.
Content of the letter:
As I'm writing this, I can still feel my oblivion to what to say. I have tossed some many tries and fails upon writing this letter to the point this feels like as if I'm writing down about all my failures and not about my love to you. I heard about you from two friends of mine which one of them visits your workplace quite often to which another stays in the shadows and observes you. They aren't the type to easily be fascinated by others, strangers even. So, when you came in as a subject in our conversations, I could only feel my curiosity wanting to know more. So yesterday I went to see who you truly were. The second I saw your beauty I started to relate to all the compliments my friends were giving you. You were perfect, if there was a word to describe something or someone who is more than perfect, that'd be you. All of the compliments describing how you were so ethereal that I had the chance of hearing, I figured that they were true. Upon hearing all the information that my co-workers got about you, I quickly figured where you lived, so I now decided to write you this in hope of somehow finally getting to know each other. Knowing that you're possibly reading this right now feels like a fortune to me. Being able to create something that will soon be in your hands feels like something that I don't deserve somehow. but I truly hope to be able to see you once more, if not a thousand more.
-Your soon to be lover ♡
*btw her friends are Arlecchino and Columbina. And I hc her to fall in love with people she admires for being perfect.
Option eight: From Arlecchino
The letter was not placed in an envelope, although it was a bit ruined due to maybe how it was placed underneath your pillow, maybe you moving as you were sleeping kind of ruined it. As you took the letter who was almost at the tip of the top of your bed about to fall off. You noticed all the bunny doodles around the writing. The text was written in a small handwriting and the distance between words was quite spacious.
Content of the letter:
Hello, my bunny.
You may know me after I introduce myself but, I think I have fallen in love with you. If you can't recall me, I an the customer you always serve at *name of cafe*. It always pleasures me to see you, whether your making my drink or doing basic chores. I'm the one who always leaves you a tip before leaving. You know, the one with with and a bit of black hair. These past days I didn't go to see you since I was busy with work and I was also thinking about what to write for this letter. To make my point, I don't want you to see me as a customer, I want you to seem et he same way I do. As a lover. i truly hope you understand. I can't figure what to say now but,
I love you.
-Arlecchino
*I know a lot of people will be mad after reading this, IF I didn't add her. Tbh I hc her to be really soft around her lover and not always being rude. I thought about how people describe her as a "wolf in sheep s' clothing" and though what if she were to call her lover petnames because people refer to her as a "wolf..".
Option nine: From Pantalone
At first glance, when you saw the letter it seemed as if it wasn't supposed to be there. The sheet used for the envelope was rather fine somehow and the sealing wax used to shut the envelope seemed expensive somehow. It's red color with a crown type of symbol at the top stuck out to you the most. Not trying to rip it, you successfully opened it. Behind a sheet of letter which you an only think could be the letter that the envelope came with was neatly placed about thousands dollars worth of money bills. You wondered if this letter was truly for you and if you should truly be the one holding such value of cash. Maybe it was normal for the sender to have someone break in and give the receiver this delivery. If you were right, did the sender perhaps send their message to the wrong person? After contemplating for a long time, you opened the letter just to see it's content in hopes of not seeing any form of evidence for criminal activity.
Content of the letter:
To my dear darling,
I have took an interest in you a long time ago and now decided to write this letter to you with hope that you'll acknowledge my adoration for you. Although from your situation I have found myself worrying for your sake and so I decided to give you not even a fraction of what I have. I wanted to inform you of my being in hopes that maybe one day when we meet you wouldn't treat me the same way you treat a stranger. And that maybe you will feel the same way for me as I do for you. I hope the money I sent you will suffice for now and maybe try not to be too surprise when my next letter comes as maybe we can write the each other and then as time goes on I could deliver you all that you need knowing you will be there for me when time comes.
Goodbye for now, my dear.
*The writer seemed to have forgotten to write and introduction or sign their name at the bottom of the page. Yet, you were still fascinated by how pretty their cursive handwriting way.*
I REALLY DO NOT KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT THE REST OF THE HARBINGERS SO UHHH, yeah if you want me to do Pierro and the Rooster then I guess I could do a part 2? But if I do so I'll also add the Tsaritsa I guess.
Please send me your requests: If you didn't read the rules yet please make sure to do so! Thank you!!
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weilaverdui · 6 months
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Angstober Day 23: Crimes of Passion
Be not afraid: the Fatui work by the rule of strength. Come with me.
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nativeofsumeru · 1 year
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I'm just curious to get an idea of people's preferences
Feel free to leave fic ideas in the comments!
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urmomspersonalwhore · 6 months
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About the Arlecchino angst... If you want can you do a part when we stay a lot with Colombina and show true happiness with her? And maybe Arlecchino really became jealous but... We decide to stop everything with her?
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You've grown an attachment towards Columbia, spending frequent times with her.
Arlecchino didn't like it one bit, seeing you smile like a fool and laugh at every stupid joke she made.
She tried to separate you two, make you crawl back to her.
In a way, she kind of missed you. It didn't feel good seeing you so happy with another person and she envied that.
She was also jealous, scared of losing you.
But you already had made up your mind, trying your best to cut ties with her which deemed difficult.
Either way, you're not giving up. Your heart belonged to Columbina after all
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It's short because I'm drained rn, a lot of requests😭
©urmomspersonalwhore — please do not copy, repost or translate onto any other platforms without my permission.
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awellreadmannequin · 10 months
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As a former humanities undergrad, I’m very happy that Genshin is introducing people to commedia dell'arte
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lyricalwandering · 1 year
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"Oh Frost, Don't Freeze Me" - Scaramouche/Pantalone
Rating: Mature (for adult language & adult situations)
Summary: "He hummed his compliance into Scaramouche's clearly starved mouth - a subtle attempt to subdue the hot temper with which he was attacking The Regrator, through rough kisses that cried out for validation. Demanding to be acknowledged. Dying to be fed.
He'd never refused The Balladeer his indulgences before. He always let him have his fill.
After all, Pantalone was nothing if not a generous man.
Notes: The lack of Pantalone/Scaramouche Ao3 was my biggest motivation to bring this idea to life. What started as a friend's request quickly grew to a personal obsession. Those Fatui Harbingers, am I right people? Hope anyone reading enjoys!
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daylite-writes · 8 months
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“Do Your Worst” - Capitano x fem!traitor!reader
You were a spy for your homeland placed high up in the Fatui command, until you were outed as such. Now, you face the man who’s heart you stole.
cw: mild violence for the sake of information, implied previous relationship, not the healthiest relationship, prisoners of war.
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You whined under your breath as his shadow covered, as his hand brushed through her hair. You were a prisoner of war. This was war. The brutality, all of it. If only it hurt, if only it wasn’t soft and sweet.
“C-Cap…” you cough out once.
“Quiet.” He said simply.
Slowly he peeled away your sweat and blood soaked armor, leaving you bloodied and unprotected.
You heard the slosh of water. As the Captain soaked a washcloth, rung it out, and began to clean the dirt and blood from your skin. The ragged cloth brushed over bruises, circling over your ribs, your spine. You said nothing.
Finally, the washcloth left, but he didn’t. He pulled himself close, on his knees in front of you, hand winding through your hair to lift your gaze up to his.
You stared into his mask, a swirling void blankly staring back. He sighed, hand moving to cup the back of your neck, pulling you close against his chest. By now you knew him well enough to understand only silence would satifsy him.
It was a short while, no more than a minute or two, before he spoke, quiet. “Planted or compromised?”
“Planted.”
His grip tightened, his other arm possessively curling over your battle scarred back. “Your name is not [False Name].”
You nodded against his shoulder.
“A lot of us liked you, assassin girl.”
It was an understatement. Columbina enjoyed your gift with the lyre. Pantalone complimented your efficiency at dirty work. Dottore once called you “the useful hawk in a flock of pigeons”. Arlechinno complimented you, to your face. Childe always requested duels, no matter if he knew the outcome. You were, undeniably, liked within the Fatui’s highest ranks.
Capitano though, he was your sergeant, your general. He helped train you into something more lethal than before. He appreciated your battle prowess and scouting skills on expeditions earlier on in your spying career. Even when you fell into your role of Fatui’s assassin, you were often called to his side, some lousy excuse given every time, a job able to be done by any well trained soldier, delegated her for the simple purpose of keeping you close.
They fell for your ruse. The carefully crafted place you’d gained in the Fatui as a spy. And Capitano?
Perhaps he fell harder than any other.
“What ties you? What is stronger than the two of us, that you’d leave me?” He demanded, quietly, desperately.
Nothing. You’d lost all your family long ago, never having met anyone after them. Your loyalty to your nation was hardly more binding than your loyalty to this one. But loyalty was how one stayed alive. Loyalty and skill. You moved through her days like a ghost. Like a killer. Should your home fall, you’d never cry. But until then, the nation that raised you demanded your undying loyalty.
Your eyes were nearly as tired as his, the weight of your actions painted the under of your eyes a bruised blue.
“Graceless, loveless, homeless assassin. You know what happens to you now?”
You nodded.
“Horrid, horrid.” His hand grabbed your jaw, bones almost creaking as he squeezed. “Horrid, horribly enchanting woman.”
He let go, and your head fell.
“How dare you do this to me.” His deep, heavy voice shook.
“If it’s any consolation,” she rasped, eyes on her knees. “This… us... It wasn’t planned.”
“It’s not.” He spat.
You barked out a laugh. It stung your throat.
“Who is your master?”
It takes a moment for the question to process, but as it does, you smiled sadly. “This conversation will not end in a way either of us like.”
“Be happy I am the one to interrogate you. Others more cruel than me would have much more fun with you.”
“You already know my ties are with my home country. I will give you nothing more.”
“Then you know what happens now.”
His knee struck you square in the stomach, forcing you to grunt as bile crept into the back of your throat, but you didn’t curl into yourself. He struck again.
And again. And then once more.
Blood and vomit crept up the back of your throat. You swallowed it down. On the ground now, the steel toe of a boot replaced the knee, striking you in the ribs this time.
You did your best to dissociate, to wait both him and the pain out, hiding in your own mind. He must have noticed, because he refused to allow it, gloved hand pulling you up by the roots of your hair into a half sitting position, grabbing your attention for a quick moment before he stomped on her ankle so hard it cracked.
You cried out then, the scream tampering off into choked sobs.
His boot settled on her other ankle.
“What’s your true name?”
“[First]. No last name.” You gasped out.
He paused, “appropriate.”
What the fuck did that mean? You glared up at him. Gods your ankle was fucked.
“And your master?”
“Didn’t-” You spoke between labored breaths. “We just go over that? I won’t answer a question like that.”
“You will. Eventually.”
You tried to laugh, but you just ended up wheezing, falling forward. Grey was seeping into your vision, blurring at the edges. All the adrenaline in your system was basically gone.
“Kill me.” You said, “I did my duty. And I won’t assist you. Kill me.”
“I have better uses for you.”
Your expression soured. “You’ve never been one to deny an honorable death. It is the one thing you’ve always granted. Why… why is it different now?”
“You don’t deserve an honorable death.”
“There are others who’ve done far worse than me; and you’ve granted it. What crime have I committed where you deny me this?” You bit out.
“Thievery.”
“Thievery?”
“Yes. You stole so much from me. My time, my effort, my heart. It is a disrespect I won’t tolerate.” His hand slipped under your chin, pulling your head up.
“Then what? Torture?”
“No.” He said after a moment. “I will receive your loyalty. Your devotion. I will take it, even without you wanting to give it. We will return to how we were before, only this time you will not be a traitor.”
“I will not stand by your side and serve you. You know this.”
“I am a patient man. No matter how uphill the battle. I will acquire your loyalty. I will not lose you.”
You huffed. “You can try. I am not easy to break.”
“I already have a head start.” Capitano said, tilting your head with his hand. It was true. You’d done a lot for him. You underwent interrogations and torture by mutual enemies and gave up nothing. You trained by him. Fought for him. Killed for him. Sure, it was while delivering intelligence to her homeland, but it was loyalty nonetheless.
You closed your eyes. “Do your worst.”
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