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angelltheninth · 1 year

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genshin men reacting to a shy s/o during sex? Like, they keep covering their eyes/mouth lol its an odd habit of mine I get embarrassed easily!

Omg that's so cute! You have a cute habit Anon!

Pairing: Kaeya, Diluc, Itto, Thoma, Kaveh, Dottore, Pantalone, Zhongli x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, hickies, teasing, praise, gentle sex, kink discovery, mating mark, corruption kink, shy Reader

A/N: Man I wish I could get someone so flustered that they act all cute. The reactions are just really nice to think about.

Kaeya thinks it's very cute how you try to avoid looking at him. He's already got one eye covered, he doesn't want to be robbed of looking at your flustered face when he's balls deep inside of you. Come on now, just hold his hands, it'll be ok, he'll distract you with his kisses, praise whispered against your lips, and his cock hitting your sweet spot.

Diluc thinks he did something wrong when you try to shield your eyes from him. He stops half-way in, his hands smoothing over your hips, asking you what's wrong and if he should stop or not. You've had sex before but he's never seen you like this. Upon learning that you're just shy he chuckles and promises to go really slow then, maybe he can even close his eyes too if it'll make you feel better. You wan work up to looking at him, he doesn't mind.

Itto thinks you're playing with him and pins your hands next to your head, getting in your face and growling at you like an animal in heat. Your eyes widen in both surprise and arousal, which is only further evident by your pussy clamping down on his cock. He wants to hear you, see you, feel you. You try your best to keep looking at him but at some point you turn your head which he takes as an invitation to bite your neck. The pain is delicious and has you coming harder then ever before, and him only moments later.

Thoma kisses the backs of your hands since he can't get to your lips. He keeps going slow, constantly touching you so you can feel him everywhere not just him filling you up. He loves physical contact so its important to him that he's touching you, he won't make you look at him if you're feeling shy and by now he feels like he can tell how you're reacting just by how tight your pussy is around his cock.

Kaveh is fine with you turning your head but he absolutely has to hear you moan for him. He himself is very vocal in bed and he encourages you to be just as vocal if not more. Your little whimpers and the breathy way you moan his name send pulses of pleasure straight to his throbbing cock. He needs to fuck every little noise out of you, he has to find out what noises you can make for him while your pussy gets pounded by him.

Pantalone lays you on your side and then gets behind you, his arms around your stomach to pull you against him and then he fucks you. That way you don't have to feel shy about eye contact, he can still get in deep and he can mark up your pretty neck all he wants. As far as he's concerned that's a pretty good way to make love to you until you get a little more confidant.

Dottore has a solution for you. He's not gonna stop fucking you, no way, your cunt feels so wet, so warm, so tight, it wants to be fucked by his cock. He can't stop now, but he will blindfold you, not only that but he'll shut you up himself, his hand on your mouth to muffle your moans. Seems like he's learning more about you, as shy as you are you're still getting off on this. Hopefully you can explore this with him more in the future.

Zhongli wants to look at you, to hear your sweet voice always, but if you're too shy for that right now he can wait. He'll gently push your head down against the pillows and angle your hips up, you don't have to look at him in this position but he can still see you perfectly, see his cock be swallowed up by your needy pussyhole while you stifle your moans by biting into the pillow.

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l1tw1ck · 9 months

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omg hi wick can I ask for a short w/ you arguing with Dottore, and then ending up fucking him into the matress, marking his skin; and then breeding his cunt? auh, im so needy for any content of him lately, either that; or headcannons - I'm fine with anything <3 luv u wick /p - 💉

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bottom!ftm Dottore x top!masc reader

AFAB Language Used

hiya! i love ya too ^^ /p

CW: Rough Sex, Asphyxiation, Marking, Creampie

You and Dottore have been arguing all week about various things and it's basically foreplay for the two of you. Dottore gets progressively more aroused by you yelling at him and you get progressively more frustrated with him to the point where the only way to properly release that frustration is by fucking him.

Dottore’s offense for today is dressing like a slut. You had to scare off tons of people in the Fatui for looking at and flirting with him. You’re in the middle of arguing with him and stop. Why are you wasting your time? He never listens to you. “You know what?” You grab his arm and drag him into the bedroom. You throw him onto the bed. “This is probably the only way I can get you to actually listen to me.”

Dottore grins. This is what he wanted. At first the arguments were genuine but then he started doing things that annoyed you on purpose just to see how far he could push you. You rip apart his clothes and lift his legs in the air. You take out your length and shove it inside him, not bothering to be gentle or kind. Just the way he likes it. You roughly fuck into him and notice the grin on his face. “You did this on purpose, didn't you?” He doesn't respond, too busy moaning. “Of course. I should've known. You just like making me angry.” You wrap your hand around his neck and choke him.

You keep choking him until you come. He never once asked you to stop, in fact, he could've gone even longer if you wanted.

You have him flipped him onto his stomach as you fuck into him even harder. You bite into his shoulder before moving down to litter bites along his back, marking him. “You’re mine. Don't ever forget that. I don't want to see you dressing like that again, unless I’m the only one who's seeing it.”

Dottore shakes, coming from hearing you say that. “Ye- yes~”

“Good boy.” You push his head onto the pillow and ram into him, planning to breed him.

By the end of it, Dottore’s lightheaded and stuffed like a turkey.

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andraxicated · 2 years

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fantasy, fantasy~

Pairings: Pierro, Dottore, Pantalone, Childe, Scaramouche x f! reader

Synopsis: What does he think about when he sees you? Whether you deliberately seduce him or not, he's helplessly bewitched by you.

a/n: omg fatui I'm on my knees! had a lot going on with my life these days like my neighbor's house burst into flames and stuff.

wanted to write for capitano but there's no face to fantasize about. coz i feel like a face already tells a personality y'know.

Pierro

as he's a man well into his age, he does not long for worldly desires. he simply decided he had enough of those in his youth and all he wishes is for her majesty's will to be fulfilled. being no.1 of the harbingers comes with all kinds of people currying favor with him. it's uninteresting to listen to all their blabbers but when this certain politician pulls out his daughter from the side, pierro is captivated.

you look so innocent in white and your youthful face was shining, he almost thought an angel came down to earth. but what caught his eye aside from your face was the peek of cleavage on the otherwise modest frock. you brought in an air of freshness and purity along with the blend of a subtle seductress. you were exactly his type, and yours, him.

little side eyes while you're sipping on your wine, and he's staring at you while he's talking with another. to have pierro's attention solely on you have you excusing yourself from the sudden surge of heat. he cuts off the conversation quickly to follow this maiden he had only seen today. why has your dad kept you hidden for so long? you must be the trump card that he used to entice pierro and others. just the thought makes him seethe.

you jump at the shadow of the fire, startled to see the man behind you. "lord harbinger" you bow and greet, nervous yet trained in poise. 'a well-bred lady. perfect' you were perfect in all aspects that pierro cannot find a single flaw. when he slowly removes your garments and exposes your naked body to the light of the fireplace. he simply finds it suited for childbearing. "don't cover yourself darling. let me see"

when he finally sinks into you, he's reminded of how good it actually was. "fuck it's been so long" he groans and thrusts faster to gauge your reactions and to feel the rub against your walls. plus points if you're a virgin, he'd gladly oblige to show you the ways. but when he learns you're not, you're in for a punishment. "you disappoint me" he slaps your ass while you cry at the impact, yet he pays no mind and degrades you further. "whoring yourself out at such a young age. tell me...who was it?"

after finishing inside you and envisioning you as the mother of his child, he presses an unexpected kiss to the side of your head. "I'll save you. don't worry, I have a plan." pierro says while soothing circles on your tummy. it's a pity your father brought you to a political mishap but fear not; because pierro has a plan. a plan to destroy his enemies and to make you his pretty little wife.

Dottore

during the days spent in the akademiya, dottore doesn't make or have any friends. he's labeled a freak and a madman; disgusted shunning looks were thrown in his way yet dottore doesn't mind. for he is too engrossed in his research and science to give attention to what they say. it all went too far when he's suddenly ganged up by big, burly guys who started beating him up in the corridor. he has no choice but to pathetically cover himself and curl up as they kick and kick until patches of his skin turn purple.

he had to listen to their savage mouths while bearing the pain and archons, he hated them for delaying his research. after they're done with this little fun, he's gonna turn them into humanoids that does everything he says. you, who's an important student in the akademiya and wandering about, saw this scene that had you grabbing a nearby sculpture and smashing it at their heads. the bullies scurry after seeing it was you, and dottore grimaces at you before running away.

"what are you? walking justice?" he sneers whenever you're trying to help but doesn't shake you off. after months of persistence from you; you've become 'best friends' and earned him immunity from the bullies. dottore thought it was great because there was no one hindering him. unexpectedly, he found himself falling for you and fantasizing about you. in nights when he's feeling frustrated, he takes off his pants and takes out his cock to stroke it. closing his eyes; thinking of moments where your breast would suddenly press against him, your panties inside your dorm, and the sinful actions you did in his mind.

ultimately, fate had other plans for the both of you. neither of you didn't want it but your visions of the future just didn't align, and so you parted ways with him after graduation. it was years after when you saw the familiar tuft of blue hair that had you instinctively calling for him. yet the one that turned to you was eerily masked. you're suddenly unsure of who you called but the gloved hand took off its mask and showed you a smile. you caught up with dottore over drinks that had both of you coughing in bitterness. your lips and his were on the rim of the glasses then next those lips were stuck to each other.

years of pent-up frustration are released as you two frantically take off the other's clothes. you lift your sweater off your head as his calloused hands immediately follow in tracing your curves. you could only submit to him by falling back onto the sheets, letting him have his way down when he takes off your pants. little licks transform into devouring kisses have you clenching and gripping his hair. quick orgasms came one after the other to the point you're helplessly sobbing and squirming.

he laughs inside his mind. you remind him of his subjects when he's about to tinker with them. "stop squirming" he stills your shaking thighs while taking his time in rubbing his face against your pussy. "t's too much! dottore stop I-" "let me have my way with you tonight yeah? compensation for leaving me." you didn't even know he took off his pants; you just felt the startling penetration and the scream out of your lungs. dottore chuckled at your head thrown back and lunged for your neck to nip. all you could do that night was to stare at him with glossy eyes and a fucked out face as he does all the work above you. "just spread your legs. don't worry about anything"

Pantalone

with crossed legs and a stark expression, he watches you sing and act on stage. you reserved the best seats for him as usual, he was your benefactor after all. you creating scenes with a male actor; his hands snaking on your waist as you look at each other lovingly is unbearable. pantalone knows he shouldn't be jealous as those endearments are all fake. yet he can't help but be possessive when you swore that your body belongs to him.

you open the door to your backstage room only to see him drinking with a sullen face. "my dear patron is so kind to see me personally." he chuckles at what you said and puts down the champagne flute before standing up and towering over you. "your performance is marvelous is always." he helps you take off the fur coat, gives you a rough kiss, then expertly unzips your gown down to your ass. giving the flesh a light squeeze before a hard spank.

it causes you to jolt in surprise and pull away from him. confused doe eyes staring at his cheeky smile. "that hurts! 500 thousand mora for that." you huff away to take off your accessories yet pantalone suddenly pulls you back in his arms. if you looked in the mirror you could've fooled yourself that he was your real lover. but you had to remind yourself that both of you are doing this for pleasure and money.

"love, you could ask for more and I'll give it to you." he whispers with a lilt while looking into your eyes through the mirror. there, you both watch as he fully undresses you and grips your chin to direct an open-mouthed kiss. you always find yourself anticipating these trysts as it always manages to surprise you. this time it's having sex in front of a mirror, and you're forced to watch your tear-stricken face contort as he penetrates you from below.

pantalone groans at the feeling of your tight walls while you're caged in his strong arms, moaning and thrashing like some common whore. "you see that? you see yourself?" he asks then hisses as he feels your hole flutter when you nod. he lets out an airy laugh and positions his hands on your waist while his fingers press down on your lower belly, giving a stimulating squeeze as he remembers that the actor held this earlier too. the position lets waves of pleasure concentrate on your lower half and so you're uncontrollably dripping. "please move" you beg pantalone with the utmost helpless face you can muster yet he just raises an eyebrow and smirks.

"why should I move when you're the one on top?" "...huh?" your small voice comes out as a croak as you look at him confused. his smile disappears when he suddenly lifts you up and drops you down on his cock as a demonstration. a piercing shriek echoes in the room along with breaths of surprise from you. "didn't you want to be on top? then go on and ride." his dark voice prompts you to shamelessly start enjoying yourself and using him but the burn causes you to stop moving...yet, his sinister eyes reflected compel you to swallow down the protests and keep on bouncing lewdly.

Childe

this battle maniac never thought he'd be obsessed with something other than the thrill of fighting. it's all thanks to you who's the newest recruit, dressed in a skimpy and tight uniform that seems a bit too small for your size. it's very uncomfortable that you have to make some adjustments with the mannerism of biting your lip. and oh how much childe wants to see that face underneath him. moaning, sobbing and pleading. the walk towards you was difficult with blood rushing to his groin.

"need help?" his chirpy voice startled you as you attempt to pathetically cover yourself when he already saw it. "uhm, young master I don't mean to be rude but this is highly inappropriate." just from the tone of your voice tells him that you want him badly as much as he does. childe shakes his head with a "tsk" that made you cower a bit. "do you think your stares were appropriate?" "wha-" "I saw your lustful gaze when I was changing in the open the other day."

'caught you'. your eyes were trembling and your mouth unable to utter a word. you never thought you would be found out this easily by your superior, childe thinks you forgot he was a harbinger who senses leering. "I'm sorry" 'how cute' he muses then he feels another throb in his pants that has him doing a bold move. "why don't you show you're sorry?"

plops of skin slapping, your own muffled cries, and his stifled laughs were all that was registering in your ear. childe never thought he would be this freaky by fucking you in public. no one should be able to use this room as he has instructed but you don't know that of course. so why don't he put a little fear in you?

"fuck take it all" he plunges into your wet folds with a groan, steadying himself by burying his face into your soft mounds. you could only close your eyes and bear the pain of penetration as you work on calming your breathing. once you seemed to be at peace, childe destroys it all at once. "what would they think if they see you in this position? hmm?" "ah!" your eyes snap open when he pushes the limits of your walls. thrusting beyond what you could imagine as your juices squelch and flow.

"naughty girl. leaving evidence behind." he scoffed playfully at your messed up face while slowly pulling out and harshly pushing in. "noooo. I'm cumming!" you moan out something you didn't even comprehend but childe knows exactly what you mean as he speeds up his pleasure to catch up with your orgasm. it seems like childe has another newfound obsession. your dazed look, your filled wrecked cunt, and the thrill of being caught.

Scaramouche

he never thought he would be coming back to his homeland after years. sent on an important mission concerning the gnosis yet he had other things he wanted to achieve. scaramouche deems yae's deal good enough; the traveler's safety in exchange for the gnosis and his kitsune friend's whereabouts. they say never to trust a kitsune as those creatures are sly, but scaramouche's foolish heart would always lead him back to you. a heart? he has one only for you.

did that darn fox fool him? he's been looking around the island and chinju forest for hours now yet you're nowhere to be found. just the thought of losing on a bargain makes him so mad that— *ripple* scaramouche's head turns vigilantly on the sound of a drop on the river. 'someone's here' he senses and surveys the surroundings. the area is lit enough thanks to the blue flowers but there's still patches of darkness. if he isn't careful he might get ambushed on the spot. "agh!" ambushed it is as a groan comes out of his mouth when his back falls onto the ground, amidst the illuminating flowers. his hand quickly forms a ball of electro to attack, but his vexed expression and the energy in his hand soon dwindled when he saw the beauty laying atop him.

he could only stare and you could gawk at how much this person grew. "kuni? kunikuzushi?" you call out to him yet he just lays there underneath you. he's too much in a shock to see you after so many years. you've grown even more beautiful, your voice still like a lullaby, and your body matured, enhanced with curves and chest bigger...ah, scaramouche pushes you off him to hide the flush on his cheeks. you could only giggle at him as he still has a bit of his innocence despite what you've heard. "you're still pretty" he looks at you like you grew two heads at your remark, and another tint of pink paints his cheek once again. 'he never changed'

what's unspoken between the two of you was the summer night spent in secrecy. your squirming body against the futon, his sighs of pleasure, your mewls, and the tears that he shed as he came inside your womb. now, it's all but a distant memory as you act like nothing happened. did you use him for the experience? the thought of someone other than him seeing you vulnerable could make him straight up murder. a sly grin creeps on your mouth as you try to read what he's thinking. 'oh he's so in for a surprise' you giggle inside your head.

in a fit of anger, scaramouche decides to go outside but as soon as he slides the door, he's met with your body clad in a thin robe. your nipples perked and everything was on display for him. before you could say anything, he jumps on you to hungrily ravage your lips. deft fingers pull the robe and take it off your body, all the while making out and pushing you towards his room.

he's so happy he could die as he finally thrusts the head of his cock past your entrance. the feeling of being full once again makes you whine so loud that scaramouche has to shut you up with a spit-connected kiss. "never thought you for a romantic" you tease him with a lofty smile at his slow pace and he thrusts upward in return. "I'm not" scaramouche replies while pulling out; he puts on the face he wears when dealing with his incompetent subordinates. "surely you can take a harsh fucking right?" he growled before wiping the smile off your face with a plunge that made you see stars.

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kuni-is-daddy · 1 year

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I just want Scara to be an asshole giving me mixed signals, he sees us one day talking with Dottore and that’s a big no. He’s going to have to show you that your his (please I’m so down bad for this man) 🛐🛐

OMG AAA THAT MADE ME SAD BCUZ I SPECIFICALLY DONT FW DOTTORE BC OF SCARA. BUT THATS WHY HES SUCH A GOOD VILLAIN 😭

Brat.

DOM!Scaramouche x SUB! Female fatui harbinger reader.

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MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!

Dottore trying to convince you to antagonize scaramouche and take advantage of him just so he can get off more experiments. Mentioning how its visible that scaramouche has a 'tolerance to you' unlike the rest of the fatui(except his 'bestie' Childe) Scaramouche would overhear this and only this part of the conversation.

Scaramouche would distance himself from you during dinner and missions for the rest of the week. During a gathering to honor childe and La signora for retrieving the geo archons gnosis you'd stand next to him and begin the conversation.

"Kuni? Love? How is your missions going? You've been busy lately and...we really havent had much time to talk. Do you want to catch up at my place after?" Scara had no intention of talking to you for god knows how long because he was truly hurt after seeing you talk to dottore. He started to believe over the course of the days he's been distant to you that you just didnt care, but after hearing 'you've been busy lately' he just assumed that you really we're oblivious. At the thought of it he smirked and then scoffed you off with a "Ok" while you smiled and gave him a one sided hug.

Scara who would purposely leave the gathering early just to wait for you inside your room in your house, Only with a black shirt and shorts on. "Oh- Kuni..Your already..here..I forgot you had a key. I see you made yourself at home" Youd try to brush it off with a laugh but his cold gaze upon you just gave you shivers. He pinned you against the wall and asked you immeditately. "What we're you doing with dottore?"

Smutt:

'Dottore..how did-' "S-scara We're you spying on me?!" he scoffed "Of fucking course i was? Where the hell we're you?! Ive been looking for you for fucking days and then I catch you with that bastard?! Have you forgotten what HE did to me y/n?" "No! No i havent.. Is that what this is about? because i talked to Dottore 1 time your all frustrated like this?" Scara was even more pissed off. first you talk to his enemy then act like its nothing. He was beyond fed up. "Kuni.. please, It was just for work. I would kill him in a heartbeat if it wasn't for our Excellency." "Yeah I know what fucking work you two we're talking about. Taking advantage of me? Huh? is that what you wanted to do Brat." "What?! no Kuni I'd never hurt-" He slammed his hand around your throat "AGh- Kuni-" "how about I take advantage of you huh? You want that?" You knew you were going to get punished anyway, god you despised your job even more. "Y-yes.. Kuni." "Good, that's what I wanted to fucking hear from you brat. Take off your top."

You nervously strip Infront of your s/o after he releases his grip off of your neck, gasping for air. "Shit look at these tits.." he leaned his head towards your chest, looking up at your expression before licking around your boobs. "Kuni~ stop.." you moaned while placing your hand against his smooth hair. "No. I'm going to mark your fucking body so you know your mine. Take it like a good girl." He caressed both of your breasts with his hands while rubbing your nipples with his finger. "K-Kuni! Be gentle..ah..your going too rough~" "shit.. I love how sensitive you are around your breasts. Makes me so hard. Are you wet for me Y/n?" You panned your face away and pouted. He grabbed hard on one of your boobs "AH~ Y-YES KUNI~" "Your so pathetic y/n, I'm trying to take your punishment slow yet you can't even answer for me. Maybe I should take you right now." He pulled away from your chest and moved his fingers down to your pants. You tried to pull away yet only now realizing you we're still against the wall. "Your so..wet y/n....love hearing your body throb for me..just like that.", He bit into the side of your neck, sucking while rubbing his finger against your clit "Scara..please AH~"

"Mmm mmm brat~ don't fucking beg for me now. I don't care about some shit rank, you need to know your worth. How your mine. How your my cocksleve. We're you showing yourself off to that sick fuck? Could he make you moan out like this?" "N-nO master~ I wouldn't..im' all yours~" Kuni's hard on grew though his pants. "Yeah theirs my good girl. Say master again and I'll let you cum on my fingers." His pace became rapid, scara put 2 inside of you as both of your body's jerked back and forth against the wall as if he was fucking you. It was too much, you could feel your heartbeat fastening in your chest, the lewd moans you let out while scara kept moaning praises in your ear "Yeah..just like that. Cum on masters fingers, be my good girl. Y/n. Cum for me. Cum baby."

"M-MASTER AH~ F-FUCK KUNI~" you gripped onto his back hard as you came along his fingers, legs shaking from the burning orgasm you just had. "God..look at how much you came on my fingers." He licked up your juices. "Ugh...you taste so good y/n. So fucking good. Maybe I shouldn't punish you since you did so well." He began picking up your shirt and bra. Up until you got on your knees, sticking your tongue out while pointing towards your mouth. He turned his head and immediately dropped your clothes. "Mmm look at this. And here I was thinking to let out off the hook" he squatted down to your height. Staring at the newfound desperation in your eyes while grabbing your hair.

"I don't care if the tsaritsa herself or the divine wants you against me. You'll only listen to me. And you'll only be mine, Y/N."

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dreamingcloudie · 1 year

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Since I can't sleep still, I'm just going to comply with my Dottore brain rot even more :')

Imagining being in Dottore's lab being bandaged up after fighting some treasure hoarders and getting hurt, he's scolding you for getting hurt while tending to your wounds but also being gentle with you. As a “Thank You” you give him a quick peck, but he demands more, because you "wasted" so much of his time already.

(I'm sorry if these are out of the asking zone/criteria, I JSUT WNAT SOMEONE TO HEAR ME OUTT </3)

Omg this— Dottore would worry about no one but his Darling. He couldn't care less about somebody else's corpse on the side of the road but would freak out over a paper cut on you LOL. He just loves you a lot more than he's willing to admit. And I just love that he only accepts kisses in payment <3 And no worries, nonnie! I'm open to any Dottore brain rot you would like to share. Feel free to keep em' coming! Again, I couldn't help myself but to write this.

Today's task was supposed to be easy. All you had to do was to gather some materials Dottore had asked of you, piece of cake, right? That was until a bunch of treasure hoarders appeared out of no where and thought it would be a good idea to fight a random, innocent citizen. In this case, that was you.

You've had experience in combat and your skills weren't too shabby. Even so, you were outnumbered and barely made it out of there alive. They hit you hard and have possibly broken a bone or two in you.

You limped all the way back to Dottore's lab and pushed the doors open. Alerting him of your pressence.

"Welcome back, my dear. You took longer that I've expected. Is everything alright—" He stopped talking mid sentence when he noticed your bloody form. There was a huge slash on the side of your waist, red blotches scattered across your body. He could tell you were in a lot of pain judging by the way you were limping.

Without saying another word, he quickly went over to your and took the materials out of your hands and put them onto the nearest table. He wrapped an arm around you cautiously, careful to not touch any of your wounds and guided you to a chair.

"Sit here," he said, before going around his lab to gather a few medical supplies. As you watched him move from one spot to another, you were trying tosee if you could make out what he was feeling. But it was a lot harder with his mask on.

Was he worried? Scared? Nonchalant, even?

It didn't take too long for him to come back with what he needed to treat your wound. He grasped the helm of your shirt and gave it a little tug, letting you know he was going to lift it up.

He lifted it up to where your chest was and took a look at the slash on your waist. Thankful for how quiet the lab was, you were able to hear his breath hitched. He took his glove off and gave your wound a little touch. He didn't stay long, however, when you hissed.

He applied some alcohol onto a clean cloth.

"This is going to hurt a bit, but I will be quick."

Before your mind could process his words, the cloth was already on your skin. You held onto his shoulders for support as the burning sensation was too much to bear.

"I'm almost done. Just keep holding on to me."

A few minutes that felt like hours for you had finally passed and he was done with cleaning your wound after he deemed it as good enough. He put the cloth away and took the bandages and began to wrap them around your waist carefully.

"So, are you going to tell me what happened?"

"It's, um, treasure hoarders."

"Those pesky little—" He cut himself off by sighing.

"—why didn't you just, run away?"

You stayed quiet for a while before answering, "I wanted to get the materials you asked for..."

"You idiot, I couldn't care less about them if it means putting your life on the line." He continued, "Next time you're in any sort of danger, just run away as soon as you can, alright? They're just materials, I could always get them later..."

He was now done with covering up your wound.

"But you, dove. There's only one of you and I couldn't risk losing you."

You knew he was a master at concealing his feelings, but you could still hear the worry in his words.

"I'm sorry... I'll be more careful next time."

"You better."

You raised your hand up and took his mask off, smiling at the handsome face before you. You gave him a little peck on his cheek.

"Thank you."

He tsked, "If you're really sorry then... give me another one. You wasted my time, got blood on the floor and had me worried. It's only fair."

You giggled at how he was acting like a kid and gave him another peck. After all, he deserved it, did he not?

#genshin x reader #genshin impact x you #genshin x you #dottore #genshin impact #genshin x yn #dottore x reader #dottore x y/n #dottore x you #genshin dottore #il dottore #fatui harbingers x reader #fatui harbinger x reader #fatui harbingers #fatui #fatui dottore

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ordowrites · 2 months

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OMG YOU WRITE FOR WANDERER!!

Can you do C, D, J, K, O and V please??

HELLO YES I DO A BELOVED HE IS V SMOOCHABLE EVEN IF HE WOULD DO THE STABBY (it would be worth it)

cw: nsfw, minors dni! some breeding / pregnancy mentions, yandere themes, pet play - ish, GN reader (referred to as partner and pet in this)

(for continuity, I'll just call him Wanderer in this but it can be for any iteration!)

(ask game)

C um - Anything to do with cum, basically

SO here's the fun thing - I like to play around with the idea that he does not actually have a dick, so he doesn't produce semen! (trans!scara propaganda on this blog). However, this lad would be a fun of using dragon dildos - you know those ones that produce fake cum? Yeah, he loves using those. The upside is the fact that he can choose the size, consistency and whatnot.

He does have a slight cum eating fetish, so if his partner has a dick, he takes his time to enjoy it. With partners who have a vagina, he just adores watching it drip from their cunt and shoves it right back in.

(bonus is no surprise kids, but can puppets have children?)

D irty secret - Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs

SO he has a few - this man is kind of an obsessive lover. He is a bit of hyperfixated lover and one who always wants to feel close to the person who has his affections and attention - so he'll steal stuff of theirs. Not to wear, but to have. Maybe even get off to. Whether it's normal clothes, underwear, or just things from his partners house.

(A dirty fantasy of his is that he'd love to keep his lover locked up in a home, so they could never leave him. But is it really a dirty secret if he's expressed it once or twice? But don't worry, he won't do anything to warrant such...actions.)

This likely doesn't qualify but he definitely stalks his partner quite often - only to see how they're doing, of course. Anyone who looks at his partner slightly wrong just seems to go missing.

J ack off - Masturbation headcanon

He doesn't masturbate often - he doesn't really ever feel the desire to. But he loves watching his partner get themselves off. For Scaramouche (or the Wanderer), it's an enjoyable and interesting experience. Often times, this is how sex starts for himself and his partner.

He'll tell them what toys to use, how to use them - sometimes he'll mimic their actions on his own body. If he's feeling particularly spicy and mean, he'll tie his partner up and make them watch as he gets himself off while taunting them.

K ink - One or more of their kinks

For someone who was an experiment for Dottore, Wanderer actually has a small medical kink. Something about the cold metal table, metal bondage, and the complete fear and helplessness.

He also likes choking, marking his partner up with bites where they can't be hidden, and some humiliation.

Also - he'll never quite admit this out loud, but the Wanderer has a fetish for clothed and outdoor sex. Something about breaking rules, nearly being caught, and knowing his partner just can't keep their voice down when they're begging for him to fuck them or for release. Tsk.

O ral - Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.

He actually likes to receive more than give, oddly enough - for someone who doesn't masturbate, he certainly likes to be on the receiving end of oral. There's just something about his partner with their arms bound behind their back, on their knees and in between his legs while they rut against his leg to get themself off. Oh - and add a collar and leash he can pull on, of course.

(he's also very good at giving oral, but oral is a nice reward to give to well behaved pets, you know? they have to ask him nicely for him to consider it, and hell, he'll do it on a whim if he's feeling particularly nice or frisky)

V olume - How loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.

Oh, the Wanderer tries to be as quiet as possible - but in private, he's very noisy. Loud moans, gasps, and grunts. He tends to curse more often, too - especially if he's close to orgasm. Sure, the Wanderer teases his partner for being noisy themself, but the man sure is loud.

#wanderer x reader #wanderer x you #wanderer x y/n #scaramouche x reader #wanderer #genshin impact #mine.txt #headcanons #letters

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auriellethenymph · 10 months

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Fatui Harbingers +Tsaritsa x Fairy Reader Brainrot. Feel free to use this in anyway tbh.

TW! Cussing, mentions of murder, yandere, guilt tripping, gaslighting, like omg.

Ok, so Childe finds a mysterious flower in the wild. Snezhnaya to be specific.

Boi would be confused like 'Why tf is there a flower in the snow and how is it alive??' just yanks it out, places it in his jacket and goes back to plant it.

Brings it everywhere since it gave him luck. Like, he surprisingly didn't get nagged by his mom when he visited, his workload was smol, and he def didn't get a punishment when he summoned Osial.

Brings the dang flower(aka you, but unborn) everywhere. EVEN TO HARBINGER MEETINGS.

So one day, the flower glows and blooms.

Yey, you're born now, everyone is in shock, when you spread your wings and smile.

You're so confused like 'who is you?' And 'where tf am I?'

The Tsaritsa is speechless, she loves cute and adorable things and there's you.

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"I guess it's not just a flower..?" Childe smiles nervously. Looking at your confused, but happy face as you rub his finger on your head, nearly makes him go through a heart attack.

"What a lovely specimen!" Il Dottore, smiles creepily.

"What a lovely tune she makes!~" The sing song voice adds.

"Never in my life have I seen such an interesting creature such as this." Pierro says surprised by you.

"Let's keep an eye on the creature and see if anything happens." The Tsaritsa holds back on taking you for herself like she is making plans to have you already.

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They spoil you like crazy.

Colombina buys you a big ass dollhouse, Pantalone buys custom miniature clothes, Dottore gives you miniature laboratory stuff, Childe gives you miniature utensils and stuff, Arlecchino is buying miniature weapons cuz why not?

They pet you 24/7, there is no stopping the petting especially when you lean your head to their finger.

Your wings help you fly around and about, sometimes you bring some things...

"Lil Fairy what the fuck?!"

You brought a goddamn knife.

Your just like(•;∆;•) 'Was I not good?' and a sad face that gives them heavy guilt on their hearts.

You tear up and all hell breaks loose. The Tsaritsa takes you and you get close to her.

You give them silent treatment if they do something you don't like.

For example, when Childe took the knife you had as he scolded you.

He never did it again, nor will he ever do it in the future.

A big ass ball arrives and the visitors see you, on the Tsaritsa' shoulder, happily munching on some (favourite food) and (favourite drink)

The shock is unmeasurable.

An assassin comes, sees you and changes his life goals. He decided to take you.

Oh boy was that messy...

Let's just say your 'guardians' aka Harbingers 'talked' to him about it.

La Siñora didn't go to Inazuma since Scaramouche took the dang electro gnosis and gave it to you. So we're the others but meh.

You play with the gnosis not knowing its value.

Dress up with the Female Harbingers is a definite YES.

One day in a meeting...

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"Y-y/n!" You say, all eyes are on you now.

"What was that lil Fairy?" Pulcinella asks.

"My name is Y/n!" You exclaim loudly, they obviously don't know what happens.

"That's a lovely name... Y/n.." The Tsaritsa nods.

A bright ass light glows on their wrist, and a symbol appears.

"When a Fairy says their name, they are bound to those people and share their power and knowledge to those who know their name." You say it so casually.

"It also means that I trust you all very much to tell you my true name, so don't forget that!" You giggle and their hearts are basically in your smol tiny hands.

They all smile smirk as the thought of you staying with them forever and never leaving them like they would even let you.

"What an honour, what do these powers and knowledge do you mean?" Dottore asks curiously.

"Powers... uhh, immense luck, strength boost, speed boost, regeneration, Physical Damage is increased, Elemental Damage increased, Elemental Resistance is Increased, Physical Resistance is Increased. As for knowledge, basically anything I know in Teyvat whether past present or future. Forgot to mention I can grant 11 wishes." You say out of breath, like that's a lot.

"My goodness, what a blessing to have~" Pantalone smiles at you.

"But y/n, did you have other people that you were bound to in the past?" Arlecchino asks.

"Yeah, some good and some bad-"

"Who hurt you?" Scaramouche asks, seems like he has some pests to take care of.

"Hmn.. Well there's ______, ____...." You say the names of your previous masters, if they were still alive, they won't be for long lmao.

The Tsaritsa whispers something to the first Harbinger. "Kill the bitches."

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Oh no, someone hurt you? Oops! My knife slipped and went through their arteries and they bled out and died a slow and painful death!

Who? They're already six feet underground buried alive! You don't know they're alive tho-

Really? Oh dear, was their successful business shut down?

So yeah, basically are your guardians, don't tell them about your love life tho-

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"..Childe..?" You say flushed and embarrassed, you could actually grow in size, but you saved your strength and stayed smol and cute.

"Yes lil Fairy?" He asks, his nickname never left you.

"Uhh.. how do I confess-" here it comes-

"Are you that in love with someone that you want to leave us?"

They fucking guilt trip you.

"Oh..? Y/n, I thought you loved us very much..?" Pantalone drops his smile, oh shit.

"It's not like that at all!" Oh poor lil you, not knowing how happy they were...

"So why..?-"

"I wanted to know how to confess to someone and tell them I don't feel the same way romantically!" You blurt out.

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You're never gonna even bring the topic up again. Ever.

Like dang they used all types of affection manipulation on you so you could stay with them forever.

PT 2 coming soon!

#Fatui #Fatui Harbingers #Fatui Harbingers x reader #Fairy Reader #Fatui Harbingers x Fairy Reader #sagau #Snezhnaya #Harbingers #Brainrot

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merakiui · 1 year

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ALIEN SCARAMOUCHE WITH OVIPOSITION MERA ARE YOU TRYING TO KILL ME 😭 I need more, what would he look like, what are his motivations... Omg... Maybe some kidnapping going on...some experiments on humans...him studying how humans reproduce and if his race can use them... Aaaa my mind is going crazy with ideas, please do share yours too! <3

What if he doesn’t have a form of his own (something that sort of ties into canon Scaramouche’s obsession with wanting a heart and a purpose)? And maybe he’s more like a shadowy mass that can take the form of anything so long as he’s encountered said thing (i.e. made contact with it? Or maybe he has to kill the original in order to take its form? Or it’s something like a reflection where if you happen to look at him long enough he’ll have a good enough idea of how to replicate your form from staring and analyzing it.) and since he’s so dedicated to having a form that really fits, that truly feels like him, he’s continued to adapt and evolve as the years pass throughout every planet in the solar system.

Perhaps he does have a few features of his own, but maybe they’re sort of scattered?? Or they aren’t really features his species is known to have? He’s like a mixture of various things he’s observed over the time he’s spent on your planet in an effort to shape himself into something beyond the formless shadow he’s lived as for so long. Like a patchwork copycat composed of so many different parts because he’s desperately trying to understand all of these things. It’s like his version of trying on clothes and new fashion styles. So maybe he has horns or maybe cat ears because he’s seen so many stray cats and they’ve always fascinated him for some unexplainable reason (maybe in order to have these features he’s had to ingest part of the living thing he wants to replicate??? Just something a little extra horrifying for our beloved alien mouchey. <3) And maybe the only thing he has from the one who created him (Ei) is the same piercing stare in a pair of brilliantly colored eyes she graciously bestowed upon him.

Maybe Scaramouche can’t understand human emotion in the usual sense that other humans might, so he assigns flavors to these unusual feelings. When he hurts the things he likes or is interested in (cats, the human he stole his current appearance from (i.e. Kabukimono; let’s pretend they’re two separate individuals hehe), and even other gentle things or creatures who are completely innocent), the taste in his mouth is sour or bitter or so very intolerable. I think over time he hardens himself and learns to live with the foul flavors he often encounters when he attempts to blend in with humans and utterly fails because he can never replicate their emotions as well as he can copy behaviors or appearances. He starts his journey so curious and sweetly innocent, albeit murderous and eerie, and he tries so hard to learn and be good and explore the world with the eyes his mother gifted him and yet he always finds himself hurting. He hates it. It tastes terrible. It feels terrible, and he has never truly felt before. This is new.

When Scaramouche is captured by Dottore, a human scientist who is a little too dedicated to the pursuit of forbidden knowledge, he finally tastes the cruelty of humankind—learns of the lengths they’ll go to in the name of scientific breakthroughs. The researchers run dozens of tests on him. He can’t feel external or internal pain from wounds or injuries; he’s sturdy, birthed from a substance foreign to humans, intended to survive the harshest conditions. But Scaramouche feels pain—the emotional kind. He’s never felt fear; he’s what humans would call an apex predator. He’s strong. He’s never needed to feel fear, and so he doesn’t fear the unknown. He isn’t scared of the sharp tools, of the peculiar creatures he’s shown in hopes that he might replicate them and their features, nor does he fear the trajectory of this new life. The concept of ethical practices means nothing to him even though he’s aware he’s a lab rat, a grotesque curiosity that doctors poke and prod at. He reacts to everything in unique, defensive ways. He impaled a doctor through the throat with a strange shadowy spike. It moved as though it were liquid, yet it struck very solidly, sharply, deadly efficient. Dottore likens its movements and behaviors to that of an octopus’s tentacle; Scaramouche is unsure of this comparison. This is merely a shadow of something he has observed—a reflection. A cheap copy. He has never been original.

You’re the first human he meets who isn’t adorned in sterile white. No lab coat, no gloves, no goggles, no protective gear. Just clothes. Normal clothes. The both of you are separated by indestructible glass, placed in two very white rooms, and you can see one another so clearly. Scaramouche hates the purity of white because he knows that when he’s forced into a white backdrop he’s meant to stain it red. And lately he doesn’t want to break things that are undeserving of it. Perhaps he’s feeling too much. Perhaps he ought to tear these human feelings out and go back to the blank, shadowy slate he once was. How he intends to accomplish that, he has no idea.

He’s uninterested in you at first. You’re a human. He’s seen humans. He interacts with them daily. He’s killed plenty. But you spend nights in that white room and he watches you sleep. He tries to sleep in the same way you do; he has no need for sleep. He regulates his energy differently. He tries to breathe like you. He blinks at the same times you blink—or he comes awfully close. He tries to copy your movements and mannerisms. One night he presses himself to the glass and takes your form and watches you, counting every rise and fall of your chest as you lie so comfortably on the very uncomfortable cot. With hands that mirror yours, he pokes at these human features. He fits one hand in the other and pretends he’s holding your actual hand. There is no warmth, though. Humans are warm; Scaramouche is not. He’s frigid. His home planet is gloomy and cold and desolate. He thinks humans are lucky for cyclical days—for being in close proximity to the sun. There is no sunshine where he hails from. He likes the way the sun feels on him. It used to burn terribly when he first arrived on this planet. Now it’s like a hug—a hug that still singes, but a hug nonetheless. He’s never known what a hug is, but he thinks this is what it must feel like—like the burning warmth of a sun.

Scaramouche feels true, raw, animalistic, paralyzing fear when you’re taken out of the room after two weeks and replaced with a new human. You’re gone. Replaced. Are you dead? Did he kill you? Did he stare too long? He’s distraught, overcome with a horrifying emotion that has him curled and trembling in the corner of his white room (a cage if he’s ever known one). Why aren’t you here? And why is he so…restless? He can’t call it fear because he doesn’t know that word. But oh he’s scared. He’s so scared. You were the first human to smile at him, to put your hand on the glass where his rested, to sit close to the glass and eat meals alongside him. You were like the stray cats he’s interacted with: kind, soft, gentle, sweet. He’s so scared he loses the ability to remain in his human skin, and he practically melts into a shadow, clinging to the corner like glue or slime. He’s empty and alone. It tastes terrible. It feels terrible.

The humans that follow are terrified of him. Either that or they’re disgusted, baffled, cautious. He hates every one of them, so much so that he’s tried to break through the glass numerous times to dispose of them. Weeks pass; he’s forgetting your features. There are no mirrors here, so he must rely on the reflections shown in the glass. Some days he thinks he looks just like you; other days he’s certain he’s a monstrosity—a sloppily stitched version of you. The you he saw did not have pointed fangs or curling horns. He hates his reflection because it isn’t you. Most importantly, he hates that the humans he’s forced to look at are protected by this thick layer of glass. If it wasn’t so indestructible, he’d tear through every human nuisance until he reaches you.

Scaramouche is not sure how many months pass, but you return. And when you do the fear ebbs away. He feels…happy? Is that the right term? He’s pleased to see you, and for the first time in a while he returns to his human appearance—to the one he took from a young man many centuries ago. You’re back. You’re here. He’s so happy. He detaches himself from his corner and he tries to smile in the way you do. And, though it’s awkward and strange and sharp-toothed, you smile right back.

Dottore decides then that you are to be the next subject in this experiment. He’s observed Scaramouche’s reactions to you and compared them to reactions to the other humans and found that you are the best suited to this role. If anything, the alien couldn’t have picked a better specimen to adore. You’re helpless and so naïve. You need the money; it’s why you allowed yourself to live in that room for a few weeks. You were paid handsomely for it. He’ll pay you beyond handsomely if you agree to what’s next. And, really, when you’re in between a predator’s jaws do you really have much of a choice?

Scaramouche needs a human match, and the scientists need to study more than just the social biology of an alien. They promise you he won’t hurt you, and if he does it’s all right. They’re kind enough to respect the wishes of the dead. You must let Dottore know if you’d prefer a burial or a cremation. There’s nothing special in this distinction; it’s just a precautionary measure. You’ll agree to participate in this experiment whether or not you want to.

Your new home is the white room that faces Scaramouche, and after some more time and observations to ensure you won’t be killed the moment you step foot in his space the glass barrier will be lifted. Dottore wonders how Scaramouche’s kind mates and reproduces.

There’s only one way to find out.

#genshin chit chat #alien scaramouche #yandere scaramouche #scaranya #please forgive me for rambling orz #i just think there’s so much potential for aliens and scara #I PROMISE I HAVE OVIPOSITION THOUGHTS FOR HIM TOO OTL #i just wanted to world-build a little >_<#(adding more tags because i have so many ideas but!!!)#maybe you can’t kill his species in the way you might kill a human #maybe the only thing that kills his species is heartbreak (or extreme emotions)#because his species cannot handle just how overwhelming heartbreak and things like fear are #maybe because his species was never intended to feel to the extent humans feel #because scara has evolved to withstand any and all dangerous threats #he hasn’t evolved enough to defend against emotional threats #so essentially he is physically very strong but mentally/emotionally he’s weaker because he does not know how to feel or comprehend feeling #and too much of a certain emotion if felt in extreme amounts is detrimental and even fatal to him #because he doesn’t know how to protect against that or repair the damage that has been done from strong emotions #he can be beheaded and he’d easily repair the wound #but heartbreak… he can’t repair that (not after he’s formed such a strong bond with his darling)#AAAAA TOO MANY THOUGHTS

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zhonglis-wifey · 2 years

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Can we pretty please get some fluff Dottore content 🛐

HELL YEAH YOU CAN!! i’m always down to write dottore stuff he is my babygirl. yesterday my bestie and i were talking about how we just want dottore to be our househusband lmao

okay so i’m writing this based on the theory that dottore is zandik, the academia student who got expelled for accidentally killing one his peers. if you don’t know that theory i made a youtube video about it lol always be plugging!

so like. i’m asking you to suspend ur disbelief and pretend that dottore isn’t 100% evil for a second (yes i know i’m delusional for saying that idc i love him)

dottore seems like he has an um… obsessive personality… aka he would be completely enamored with his s/o almost to a fault but that’s okay. you probably don’t care if you love dottore lmao

so i can totally see his s/o basically consuming his thoughts, he probably brags about you to his subordinates and the other harbingers all the time. (they’re honestly sick of it at this point but if any of them tell him that he’s too obsessed with you he’ll human experiment on them lol)

his love language is physical touch there i said it!!!!! he loves cuddling with you so bad, he likes it when you sit in his lap and rest your head against his shoulder while his arms are around your waist

head in hands i love him

okay so you know how dottore wants to “improve” and “enhance” humans with his weird robo science or whatever? not you he thinks you’re perfect, you are the apex of the human condition and he will tell you every chance he gets

idk why but dottore gives me honk shoo snoring vibes. completely unrelated but i thought i should share with the class

dottore’s job as a harbinger is very demanding of his time so when you can’t be with the real one he just sends one of his clones to you!! i like the idea of them having a shared consciousness (or something similar?) so it’s really just like he never left

THAT BEING SAID

when the real dottore comes back say bye to the clone because the real one wants you to himself

play with his hair. he loves it so much (i’m projecting bc his hair is so gender)

omg the overwhelming urge to steal his big dumb coat and wear it without telling him!!!!!! at first he’d be pissed like “wtf where my clothes 🧍‍♀️” but when he sees that you have it he’s not mad anymore lol. he is more than willing to share with his s/o and also it makes him feel like you belong to him

and now for my final special attack: dottore taking off his mask in front of you for the first time

personally i hc there’s some really bad scars/burns under there that he’s very insecure about so he never really takes off his mask

it’ll probably take a while for him to feel comfy showing you what he really looks like because he’s afraid that you won’t want him anymore when you see :(

kissing his scars while he tries not to cry happy tears bc you still love him (he’s failing, he cried for sure)

dottore feels very lucky to have you!! after all of the atrocities he’s committed (pre removal of guilt from his arsenal of emotions i guess) he thought he didn’t deserve love but you’re so good to him and he cherishes you more than you’ll ever know

anyway. stan dottore i guess

#genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #genshin #dottore x reader #il dottore x reader

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fatuismooches · 2 years

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hi omg, I hope you don't mind me sending requests <3

I live for your writing sm, all of your fluffs gave me diabetes but healthier. I am a sucker for all of them, so thank you for putting your time and effort in your written works <3

I was thinking of headcanons with gn!reader and the fatui members but the reader is fragile, who can get easily sick or physically weak because of the unhealthy conditions during their childhood. I would love to think about those "meanies" (cough dottore or scara) would go insta worry mode if something bad happens to you because of your condition. Fluff or angst, I'm in love with both, I hope you don't mind about the request ^^ (you can decide platonic or romantic <3)

♡ 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐅𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐥𝐞/𝐖𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 ♡

synopsis: The Harbingers are made of steel, unflinching in any possible situation. That is until they start worrying over your frail figure.

includes: all harbingers (platonic pulcinella) w/ gn! reader

notes: I really loved this request, it made me really inspired! (Probably because they'd be extra soft in this scenario and I love that...) I hope you like this nonnie!

Pierro:

He doesn’t get to see you very often with his work and whatnot. But rest assured that you are in good hands, and that even if Pierro only has a spare twenty minutes of break, he’s coming to your room or wherever you are to check up on you. He doesn’t want you to be restrained. He wants you to go and experience Snezhnaya instead of being cooped up alone all the time (with the proper guards and company of course.) He is a very stoic but kind gentleman. You’d hide in his coat while walking together and no one would know until you pop out of it and scare the recruits. He holds the doors open, pulls up the blankets to the very top. When you’re tired due to your sickness he likes to use ancient Khaenri’ahn magic to make you smile.

If you died, Pierro would feel grief that he has not felt since the destruction of his homeland. He has already lost so much that his heart had become numb a long time ago, but your death made it come flooding back. He would have some kind of small figure similar to a chess piece made of you, and he’d keep it on him. In the battle for his heart, you were always the winner. What hurt the most was that he couldn’t even be with you in your final moments, to at least confirm how much he loved you despite everything. But he promises you, he will see you again in the “Old World” after fulfilling the Tsaritsa’s dream.

Capitano:

He is really worried for you. It was such a sharp contrast - big, tall, in tip-top shape, hulking Capitano while little old you struggled to walk straight sometimes. If you sneeze or even cough once, he’s literally all over you asking you if you’re okay. He tries to do a lot of things for you by himself. He stabs the meat on your plate so hard it breaks. He accidentally spends an hour deciding what you should wear, because he didn’t realize you had this many clothes, so he needed to choose something that’d look the best on you, despite not really having any fashion sense. But at least he is very diligent with your medicine times. He literally hovers over you, unintentionally being menacing, while you drink it. It’s very cute but the first time he did it, you spat out the medicine in surprise because you opened your eyes and he was just standing there with no warning. (Don’t ask him to pour it though. Once you asked him to pour a little into the bottle’s cover. His hands were too big and it spilled on the bedsheets.) If you collapse on him, he would be internally panicking so hard. Poor guy thought he hurt you somehow. The kind of guy who paces back and forth and causes everyone around him ten times more anxiety with how he’s acting. Also, lots of rides where you hook your legs over his shoulders and your hands are on his head (I don’t know what they’re called.)

If you died, Capitano would feel like a monster. Yes, he didn’t kill you, but it still felt like your blood was on his hands. Or did he kill you? He brought ruin and destruction to everyone, did he curse you too? How did he even know you were happy with him? Did you regret it? Would you have been happier spending your days with someone else? Horrific questions dug deeper and deeper stabs into his sturdy body, weighing him down day by day. He would give up anything just to have you back in his arms, for you to reassure and caress him, that he wasn’t a demon. But it seemed like the monster part of him was taking over anyway.

Columbina:

The kind of lover who has a list of songs that remind her of you and also buys you the record so you could listen to it. Columbina thinks music can soothe and heal the soul. So everyone can frequently hear tunes coming from your room. She also has a very calming voice in general, so when you are in pain, she just talks to you. She’d gently croon you to sleep or get you to spill all of your fears about the future, and thus comfort you. Since she sings, I’m declaring that she’s pretty poetic and would write poems for you. They always include bravery, strength, and overcoming illness with love, complete with heart doodles around it.

If you died, she would create multiple songs in honor of you. At your funeral, they couldn’t go on with the proceedings for a long time because she sang for hours, thinking of you. Often, she would go to your coffin, encased in ice, and just lie on it, singing. I think she would take a piece of your clothing and attach it to her outfit or something. I just have a feeling that she has lost before, but she likes to hold that article of clothing and feel as though you are still with her. She would become lost in her thoughts a lot more than before. If you had a favorite song, Columbina could often be found humming it to herself alone.

Dottore:

He’s a doctor. A very unethical one, but Dottore’s still extremely intelligent. He knows what you can and can’t do, your possibilities and your limits, your good days and your bad days. He doesn’t trust anyone else to monitor your progress and health. When it’s time for your walks, Dottore personally comes with you, which baffles the other Fatui who knows that virtually nothing can come between him and his research. He tells you about how his medicine for you is coming along, and while you can’t really understand any of it, you like clinging to his arm for support. When it’s time for your medicine, he administers it himself despite your whining that it’s yucky. (For you though, he would find a way to make it a flavor to your liking.)

But even for him, illness can sometimes be unpredictable, despite his precise calculations. Which is why whenever your condition randomly takes a turn for the worse, his mood completely changes and he’s already running a bunch of tests and taking your pressure and all of the like, trying to figure out what triggered your illness. Everyone knows not to even look at him during these times. Doesn’t show it but even though he isn’t scared of anything, these little stunts are not good for him. Has notebooks dedicated to your condition and daily status updates. Nothing goes unnoticed by him. Oh, but he’ll have his clones piggyback you around when you’re too tired to walk <3.

If you died, Dottore wouldn’t show it, but he would never forgive himself. He has the power to create artificial Gods, clone himself, and so much more, but he couldn’t save you? Honestly, he would probably preserve your body through cryosleep, unable to accept your death and his failure. He keeps you in a room that no one else has access to, and just… stares at your naked body in the tube, ruminating about how much he wanted you back. Dottore’s efforts to research and master resurrection triple, and he won’t stop until he could hear your voice again.

Pulcinella:

When you’re at your lowest because of your illness, Pulcinella always comes in and likes to tell you some roundabout story that always has a life message at the end. He’s serious with you but also likes when you have fun. Reads you stories in different voices but it’s not very good when he sounds like a grandpa in all of them. He likes to set you up with different Harbingers. They’re also like family to him so he would want them to spend time with you. It would help your mental health too, he thinks. While some are fine with it, others are less interested, let's just say Papanella has his ways.

If you died, it really felt like he lost his own child. Pulcinella loved when you came to him asking for stories. When you sometimes left the country but came back with exciting stories. He liked to joke that if an old man like him could make it for this long, you’d have to as well. He really wanted you to go and experience the world and what it had to offer, just like he did. Planning your funeral was not something he was looking forward to.

Scaramouche:

Sometimes, he can’t help but think to himself, how much of a grip a weak, frail human like you has on him. A strong breeze could probably knock you off your feet, meanwhile, he has God-like powers. Yet he feels like a fool in your presence. He complains about how needy you are but in an instant, he is ordering someone to bring you a glass of water or extra blankets. Grumbles about how fragile you are but he holds you so gently, you wonder if it’s still Scaramouche. When you’re around, he tends to keep his voice down and not yell at others, since he doesn’t want to accidentally make you feel worse. Scaramouche is still his snarky self, but it’s noticeable how much he observes you, matching his pace to yours even if you’re walking slowly as hell, stopping with you to look at the scenery.

Despite all his whining, not gonna lie, if you collapse on him, he will probably freak out. If he had a heart, it would be thump-thump-thumping, but in its place is just an ache and unsettling feeling. Instantly catches you but his mind goes to the worse, knowing how fleeting your life was. Would move faster than the speed of lightning to get you help, and would not leave for side for anything. Waking up to Scaramouche’s hand intertwined with you and his head facing down into the sheets was not something you expected. In fact, he acts more vulnerable than you, ordering you (which, in reality, is more like a plea) to get better soon.

If you died, any remnants of love and kindness would just… extinguish. Anything in sight is being thrown, crushed, electrocuted. If the sickness was caused by the Tatarigami plaguing Inazuma, he would be especially furious. He would curse everything, everyone. The God, his creator, who abandoned him and let you get this sick. The doctors who were too useless to do anything. But he would curse himself the most, for being so weak, and not being able to do anything for the one person who actually gave a damn about him, now fated to wander Teyvat by himself for eternity. (But… reincarnation AU, anyone?)

Arlecchino:

Arlecchino is a silent yet watchful and hands-on partner. She observes you closely to see if your condition is acting up, or if you’re starting to feel ill. She is the kind of person who wouldn’t allow anything bad to happen since she picks up on your cues. Often times Arlecchino would scold the orphans for bothering you so much but you’d always reassure her that you didn’t mind. Whenever you try to lie about how well you’re feeling, she always narrows her eyes at you and makes you lie back down. Nothing can get past her. I also think she has a great soup recipe due to her experience with children, so you’ll definitely be fed some good food.

If you died, it would seem that there was no change in Arlecchino to the Fatui recruits. Same stone cold face and dead eyes. Same harsh voice that spat out orders. And they would be right, outwardly at least. Inwardly, however, was a completely different story. When a wound is healing, it hurts the most when it’s targeted. If her heart wasn’t hurt before, now it felt like it was completely broken, just when you were starting to piece it back together. When she looks at the children playing, she envisions you running after them too, but the only thing there is the shadows of the kids. When she’s walking through the halls, she anticipates you trying to creep up on her unknowingly and give her a back hug, but now all she hears is her own intense footsteps. When she’s doing paperwork, she expects to see you trying to sneak sugar into her coffee… but you won’t ever be here to do those simple things again.

La Signora:

La Signora treats you like glass. She is especially overprotective of you because she greatly fears losing you. You have the best maids and servants tending to your every need. She’d rather you not exert more energy than you have to. When she’s not around, she sends her little flame moths with sweet messages to you, in hopes of making you smile. She is scared about you going out by yourself since you could get sick so easily. So whenever you need a breath of fresh air, she makes sure to bundle you up in the finest coats. Also has her moths flutter around you for heat. Signora is very tall, so I think she would like to sit you on her lap and do simple things with her. I think she secretly craves a domestic life with her lover after she was robbed of it so long ago. She’d want to play with your hair, press you into her soft chest, make origami butterflies together.

If you died, the ice that previously surrounded her heart would swallow her up again. No more teasing you, hooking her finger under your chin, and kissing you. No more mock fashion shows where she helped to dress you in the most gorgeous clothes and the two of you would pose for pictures for the Kamera. It seemed as though the Gods would tear anyone she loved away from her without hesitation. She suffered the loss of her love once, but for it to happen twice? The pain was unbearable but Rosalyne sealed her feelings up once again. Coldness and ruthlessness returned to mask her true feelings, for if she didn’t, she feared she might not be able to handle it.

Pantalone:

Pantalone wants you to see and do anything you want. You want to go to Liyue to attend the Lantern Rite? He’s clearing his schedule to come with you. You want some obscure item? He’s searching all the markets and buying it, no matter the cost. You picked up some hobby to pass the time? He’s indulging you with the most expensive and efficient equipment to help you with it. He wants you to have the most stress-free, easy, and happy life, so you can just focus on recovering and getting better. Every day, you��ll be visited by a new doctor, repeating the same old questions about how you feel, but Pantalone reassures you that they’re working on something for your health. He’s thankful that his position in the Fatui allows him to stay in Snezhnaya most of the time because he worries about you every minute of the day. The kind of guy who would have a status report on your health sent to his office every hour.

If you died, behind closed doors, his smile would immediately drop, now feeling like it was a heavy burden just to quirk his lips. He had access to the best doctors, medicines, and even bought ancient remedies long forgotten. Yet it was all fruitless. The Mora that he once loved to feel slip through his fingers sickened him. What was all the money he had worth? It couldn’t buy your life back.

Sandrone:

If you want her to, she could probably hook you up with some robotic/prosthetic limbs. But she’ll never want to make you a full robot. You’re not one of her experiments, you’re her lovely lover. At first, she was okay with you going on walks. Well, it wasn’t really a walk because a Ruin Guard just carried you in its hand. But she never did that again when the robot returned with you collapsed and unconscious. Needless to say, the project Sandrone was working on is immediately dropped and now she’s taking extra precautions. I feel as though she would hook up a camera to her caretaker robots so she can be updated on your conditions at all times. When you’re sick, Sandrone likes to make cute robot animals, (which is something she never dreamed of wasting time on before she met you) to bring you little things. Maybe photos of some scenery she took might brighten your day. Or little short but sweet notes. The one that always makes you laugh is when it brings you a clipboard to fill out your daily assessment.

If you died, it would feel like she herself turned into a robot. Wake up, experiment in her lab for an ungodly amount of hours, forget to eat and sleep. Rinse and repeat. Her life was constant now that you, the variable, were gone. Sandrone had a bed for you in her lab so you could watch her while she tinkered with some mechanical parts. It was mostly you talking while she fiddled but your voice bouncing off the walls was pleasant. But now it was silent, only the squeaking of wrenches and screwdrivers remained. She felt emptier than any puppet.

Childe:

He’s the kind of person who excitedly grips your hand and tells you about all the fun and lively activities you two will do together when your health improves. He wakes you up every morning, sunlight pouring into the room and the smell of breakfast cooking (and him in an apron.) Loves to serve you breakfast in bed, spoon-feeding you while the two of you plan what the day will be like. You want to just stay in and relax? Great, he’s got some of Teucer’s favorite story books to read together. You want to go for a stroll? He’s already got the route marked and the picnic basket ready. Childe would manage to carry you and like ten other bags at the same time just to impress you. Also, he is your personal hype man. Even when you’re terribly sick, he’s there to motivate you and sing your praises about how strong you are.

If you died, he would feel lost. The abyss snatched a piece of his heart away already, but he felt even more hollow now. You were the only thing that made Childe forget about being a weapon for the Tsaritsa for a while. When he was away on missions, he enjoyed reading your letters about how you were supposedly getting better. In the middle of a battlefield he would flip through photos of you and his heart would swell in anticipation for the future. But as Teucer and his siblings wail and cling to his legs, and it takes all of Ajax’s strength to not break down in front of them too. When he’s alone though, he silently sobs into your old clothes and bed sheets.

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prettypinkpuddles · 1 year

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Sloppy Mess

idk if i got bored but.. i wrote this. it’s nsfw content you’ve been warned ⭐️

you loved annoying him. whether he was finalizing important papers for his job, working on a thesis, writing a report to the higher-ups, or simply trying to read or decompress from a long day, you would poke at his face, nibble on his neck, gently press your teeth to his ear and whisper dirty thoughts to him, anything that could get him distracted and focused on you. it wasn’t that you wanted his attention, you just wanted his dick.

you wanted him to hold you down and shove himself into your cunny, a wet splotch erupting from from the action. you wanted him to completely destroy you, hammering himself into you, his tip kissing your gummy cervix as his shaft brushed against your inner walls with ease. you wanted him to make you into a squealing whore, one that begs for him to fuck you even harder

you were praying to the archons that he’d take you by the throat and look you in the eye, trying to find out why you are being so difficult; and when he wouldn’t find a reason, he’d pull down your bottoms and undies, pushing his fingers right into your pussy, an attempt to force an answer out of you. you were being so difficult and it was frustrating! he’s a busy man! he’d push his lips onto your lower ones, suckling on your clit then giving your slit a long wet lick. he looked you right in your eyes, his gaze forcing you to stare back. tell me what’s wrong with you. now.

you wanted him to sigh, put down what we he was holding and take hold of your cheek, ask you what was wrong. you’d give him a pouty look and tell him how bored you were, an obvious lie, and he’s chuckle, holding your face with so much gentleness. he would kiss your forehead and pull you onto his lap. little whispers of sweetness, mixed with dirty thoughts that kept prodding his brain would spill from his lips and you’d smile and laugh at his words, not even realizing how much he’d been grinding you against him. you wouldn’t notice until a knot began to form… then loosen. for the third time it happened, you just thought you had to pee… but when you saw the wet spot on his crotch from where you were you knew you didn’t. you had to cum, hard. and he knew that; a devilish smirk flickered across his face and he leaned up to your ear… be a good girl and make yourself feel good, princess

OMG PANTALONE, Dottore, Diluc, Alhaitham, Heizou, Ayato, Pierro, KAEYA, Zhongli, CHILDE

here’s some more content of me! ⭐️

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ivryne · 1 year

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. . . ⌗ the aftermath ! 🔬 | scara x fem!reader smau

— 04 : i’ll bring the snacks 🍬

You set your phone on the table, averting your attention to the professor in front. You took a glimpse of your notes then return your gaze back to Professor Dottore to add on any missing details.

It had only been the first class of this year yet this dearest professor has already assigned yet another big project. Goodbye good sleep and hello coffee.

“Alright class I will be assigning you to group of two. There will be no complaints or anything in such matter regarding your partner without a valid excuse. You are all adults, you can tolerate each other or you can fail. Either of it, I don’t care.”

Your only wish was to not be paired up with those skip-classers. Doubling work or handling a group work on your own was currently not in your to-do list.

You hear a list of names being called, waiting for yours to come. “…, Ceester Rosaria and Fushiguro Megumi, Abyssoque Kathryne and [ L/n ] [ Name ], Alkemee Timeus and Scaramouche Kunikuzushi, …”

After what felt like hours it was finally over. You didn’t feel upset getting Kathryne as your partner, she has always been fairly efficient and you both has worked on other projects from last year. Now it was time for Dottore to explain the contents and rubric of this said project.

“For this semester, I would like you and your partner to create a device to help improve our healthcare programs. To prevent, monitor, and even solve healthcare problems around us. An example of this project is one that your senior made last year in my class. They made a Mountain Climber Health & GPS Tracker to prevent those who plan on climbing Mountains from getting lost and to let others aware of their condition in the Mountains. If you are interested to take a look, it is placed in the Bioengineering lab as well as the results from past years. Those project were the best one in my classes among the years. If you manage to achieve the highest grade, yours will be added to this collection as well. Make use of your creativity, make something useful, original, and efficient. Think like a scientist. I have high expectations for this class so impress me.”

And with that, the class was finally over.

. . . ⌗ the aftermath ! 🔬 masterlist - prev | next

synopsis — the aftermath ! After a drunken night that resulted in some late night endeavors, you woke up in an unfamiliar environment. Looking around you in search for any familiarity, you spot a familiar tuff of violet hair beside you, hidden beneath the heavy duvet. Realization blew you over as you finally connected the scattered dots. Did you really just sleep with Scaramouche, your no.1 nemesis and rival? Well I guess all we can do wish you luck to deal with the aftermath.

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NOTE. OMG TYSM FOR 100 FOLLOWERS GUYS 😭🫶🏻 u guys r so nice tysm for the support 💗💗💗 Btw typo on the GPA again it’s supposed to be 4.0💀 Anyways I personally love bioengineering and I think that bioengineers are so cool that’s why i went specific with the project hehe. n btw that Mountain Climber Health & GPS Tracker is a real project made by bioengineers irl. So cool man 😮😮😮

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idyllic-affections · 5 months

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OMG THE LORE OF THE IMMORTAL HARBINGERS

Especially for La Signora, because she used to go to the Akademiya about 500 years ago, and if Dottore was already in the Fatui 400 years ago (during the Tatarasuna incident), and therefore had been expelled a while ago, they could have been attending as students at the same time. Meaning that La Signora might have seen Dottore in his scrawny Akademiya scholar phase. (okay I know he probably wasn't that scrawny considering he strangled Sohreh to death but yk).

Plusssss if the theories about Colombina being a Seelie or one of the moon sisters are true, then she's probably been a live for a gazillion years and may have also seen Dottore when he was young.

So like they could both just bully him for it AND THEN ANYONE ELSE IN THE ROOM WOULD JUST BE STARING AT THEM LIKE D: BC THEY THINK DOTTORE'S GOING TO OBLITERATE THEM, BUT INSTEAD HE JUST GETS GRUMPY BC KILLING HIS COWORKERS IS NOT SMART AND WON'T GET HIM ANYTHING OTHER THAN MORE WORK TO DO.

I mean, Colombina did kind of already do it in A Winter's Night Lazzo when she commented on how young he looked and Dottore was like >:(

I love Dottore (me when mental illness 😍), but I also want to see him get bullied by other immortal Harbingers bc everyone in Teyvat is terrified of this man and yet these people are here like "L imagine getting kicked out of the Akademiya"

I'm sorry if this is extremely disorganized; my thoughts are always chaotic 😭 (ADHD core 😍😍😍)

Anyway, bye bye and I hope you have a good day!!!

YOU GET ME. YOU GET IT. IDK WHY I HAVEN'T FOLLOWED YOU BACK YET, YOURE ALWAYS IN MY NOTIFICATIONS WITH THE MOST REAL TAKES EVER 🙏🙏🙏🙏

signora when dottore: lol i got my degree and you didn't. loser.

YOU HAVE TO HEAR ME OUT ON THIS. EVERYONE NEEDS TO HEAR ME OUT ON THIS. PLEASE. THEY'RE ALWAYS IN MY BRAIN. I DON'T EVEN LIKE DOTTORE (i am one wrong step away from becoming a dottore liker though LMFAO i walk a dangerous line as a pantalone liker......)

dottore: no lover? signora: no phd? 🥺

but seriously--YOU GET WHAT I'M TRYING TO SAY!!! dottore was already part of the fatui ~400 years ago, and presumably already at his current harbinger status (or perhaps lower ranked, but i believe, based on his attitude, he was already a harbinger at that point).

whether it's been canonically confirmed or not, it's very very very likely that dottore is zandik. i wasn't into genshin when hyv was hinting at signora being rosalyne, but... looking back on it, the foreshadowing seems sort of obvious from a writing perspective. so, it is reasonable to assume they were at the akademiya around the same time. maybe they had no interest in one another (and probably were students of different darshans), but that doesn't really matter because they were probably there at the same time. rosalyne probably knew about him but didn't know him. he seemed infamous and shit.

THEREFORE it is COMPLETELY reasonable to assume signora would always be teasing him and shit. and we already know columbina DOES. i mean, girlie looked at him and said "you're looking young today, doctor 🤭" SO?????? THOSE TWO WOULD TOTALLY FUCK W/ HIM TOGETHER

and everyone else (save for pierro) is like ????? because what the fuck kind of messed up relationship is this.......

i bully dottore regularly and i think it's just so funmy to consider this potential dynamic.

...but, hear me out. do you think he had a hard time getting used to the silence after signora died? there's hardly anyone else on teyvat that had the guts to look him in the face and call him a loser and now the one who COULD do it died. she was harrassing him for like 500 years and now she's gone. crazy.

SO REAL FOR THAT BTW we do not control the adhd, the adhd controls us 🤝

i hope you have a lovely day as well dear!!!!! thank you for entertaining my thoughts mwah mwah /p <33

#aphelion replies: moots 🌸#fatui harbingers #fatui #il dottore #la signora

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Oh!!!! Here’s a silly little idea, maybe an angsty story where reader is like, and adoptive kid of dottore’s or like an experiment he somehow got attached to, and they meet and become freinds with collei?

I think that they would be so silly and so sad, maybe reader looks up to collei as a big sister!!! Omg I’m already attached to the duo

Okay so this contains spoilers for the archon quest, gender neutral reader. Reader is going to be an adoptive kid of one of Dottore's clones. This landed up becoming more Tighnari centric, but Collei is the reader's friend and Tighnari's more of the father figure.

Your dad had shipped you to Sumeru, a location you have wanted to visit after hearing all about the forest life that was there. He explained that, due to work, he would be unable to join you and visit the areas you enjoyed the most. Your understanding of your fathers work was him working patients that needed treatment, and you thought the world of him. You never knew you biological parents, them seemingly dying before you can form a connection, and your dad said he took you in because your parents wanted him to do so.

Tighnari was informed of you, and he decided against kicking you out for association with the Fatui. You were travelling alone, your father telling you he trusted you enough not to get lost too easily. Of course, he kept a close eye on you due to his concern that this could be some facade you're putting on. Collei seemed drawn to you, and you both land up becoming good friends.

When you get informed that your father 'extended your visit time for an unmentionable time', you were initially sad. You were looking forward to seeing your dad again, to enjoying his food and hearing about the patients he has saved. Collei sits with you, making you feel as welcome as she can. She understood that you missed your dad, and she heard many good things about your dad.

Tighnari, however, was working closely with the authorities.

See, when Dottore took the deal with Nahida, your father died. Nahida was the one who heard your father screaming out your name, begging Dottore not to hurt you in his experiments. She knew about you, her knowledge on Dottore connecting you.

He had to figure out how exactly to break the news. This wasn't easy. Dottore himself was still alive, but anyone with half a brain would figure out the real Dottore would use you for inhumane experiments. After a meeting with Alhaitham and Cyno, Alhaitham decides that he can break the news. Tighnari states Collei shouldn't be there for the news, letting you process the situation on your own terms.

"Your father is dead." Alhaitham states, Tighnari looking over in shock at the bluntness of the statement.

"No...No, that's not true." You retort. "Dad is alive!"

"He has died." Alhaitham states once again, Tighnari regretting the decision to let someone like Alhaitham break such devastating news.

"How are you feeling, _?" Tighnari softly asks, you shaking your head out of dissapproval.

"Dad is a good man! He helped so many people with treatment." You protest. "Dad can't be dead, he knows how to heal himself."

"Your father was a horrible man." Alhaitham coldly lets out, Tighnari nudging him harshly. "He took you away from your parents and used them for experimen-"

"That's not appropriate for this discussion, Alhaitham." Tighnari grits through his teeth.

"But dad told me...He was working on treatment." You weakly let out, trying to convince Alhaitham he was wrong. "Dad wouldn't do that to my parents." you croak out, Tighnari glaring at Alhaitham.

"He did." Alhaitham corrects, showing you the letters your parents sent out in an attempt to escape as well as the dates attached to them.

"But dad... Dad wouldn't..." You tear up. "My dad wouldn't do this to someone. I know my dad!"

"Alhaitham, that's enough."

"I think it's time they knew about their father. Nobody else thinks so nicely of him, and for good reason." Alhaitham tuts, getting up and leaving.

Tighnari looks over at you, seeing you in a mess as you're reading over the letters your parents sent out. The fact your name was there, and they had your date of birth correct. You read through them, morbid curiousity grabbing you as you read about how horrible your father was to those unlucky enough to not be you.

Your father never got permission to take you, and your parents were desperately trying to find you. They both landed up dying, a final letter from the Fatui mocking the people responding to these letters with a confirmation of death.

You run out, Tighnari hot on your heels as he gets a bad feeling about what you were going to do. By some poor luck, you both ran all the way to Dottore's getaway boat, him waiting there for you. Before you take another step, Tighnari grabs you and clamps a hand over your mouth to keep you quiet as he picks up on a whisper between two agents.

"Once that brat comes running, we'll get going." The agent states, Dottore nodding.

"Of course. I can never have too many experiments." Dottore chuckles. "That clone of mine was far too soft for my own liking, and that rat he's been keeping as a pet holds no value alive."

You start to shake, crying softly as Tighnari slowly lets his grip loose as he knew you wouldn't run off. Turning to face Tighnari, you look up at him with a mixture of negative emotions in your eyes before he pulls you in for a hug.

#collei #tighnari #gender neutral reader #reader #angst #dottore

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