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genshinimpactlife · 1 year
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🤭 daddy kink nsfw headcannons with characters of ur choice (feel free to add a breeding kink too if u want)
-the sussy 🥐 anon
Daddy Kink Headcanons (NSFW)
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I have yet to have a chance to write about him. So lemme just talk about Pierro.
Daddy Daddy Daddy
That man has a raging daddy kink, and he would be the one to bring it up first.
"Does Daddy's Princess/Prince need something?"
He expected the best out of his little one. Of course, as the number one harbingers partner, you must always be on your best behavior.
If you decide to be a little brat? Oh, you are in for a very long night.
When you returned to your shared room, Pierro sat on the edge of his bed, waiting for you. He just silently tapped his thigh, not having to tell you what was coming.
"I expect you to count each one. If you mess up, Daddy will make you start again."
This immortal daddy will have you crying for him as he rails you.
"I thought you wanted attention, little one? Isn't that why you walked around today in your skimpy outfit, showing off your body to everyone?"
He never uses protection. He always wants to fill you up with his cum
He especially loves watching it leak out of you when he pulls out. 
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There was no way I could not include the OG Daddy in this.
Zhongli has been around for so long now. So of course he's dabbled in different Honorifics.
But it was you who accidentally called him daddy once, and he just went for it.
He had riled you up, gotten multiple orgasms out of you, and it just… slipped out.
"Oh?" Is daddy making you feel that good right now?"
You were so embarrassed, but the way he reacted was enough to have you crying out for daddy all night long.
Zhongli loves to tease you, but he can't help but give in when you call him daddy in that whiny voice.
He loves to come up behind you and wrap his arms around you before whispering.
"How's Daddy's girl/boy doing today?"
If you call him by his name in bed, he will remind you just who he is
What is my name again? I don't think I heard you right, little dove."
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This man right here had no idea that he had a daddy kink.
But one day, he was getting on your ass, repeatedly telling you what to do, and finally, you fired back at him.
"Yeah Yeah, I'll get right on it Daddy."
He looked at you so shocked, but before you knew it, you were pinned against the wall, Alhaithams hands roaming your body.
"Say it again; say it again right now."
He fucked you right there in the living room, making you scream out for your daddy over and over.
Kaveh had walked up to the house to come in and heard what was happening. He just turned around and left, spending the night at a friend's.
"I want everyone to hear how good your Daddy makes you feel."
He goes feral every time you call him daddy. It's like a switch you can flip whenever you want.
You once visited him at the Academia and jokingly called him Daddy just before you were going to leave.
He had you bent over his desk, your underwear shoved in your mouth.
"You better be quiet for Daddy, unless you want to get caught… or maybe you would like that."
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🥐 I love you SO MUCH right now. I have wanted to write something like this for so long now, just some self-indulgent smut. God, now i'm thinking about writing fanfiction like Kaveh spying on Daddy Alhaitham and his girlfriend and doing something he shouldn't be
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watatsumiis · 2 months
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you know when you see pics of older people from when they were in their early adult-hood years and and turns out they were BANGIN’ hot. like they-definitely-had-a-line-of-lovers type of sexy. Pierro.
YOURE SO SO REAL FOR THIS LIKE GENUINELY. Like. Pierro is that brand of old man crunchy where like.. he aged like a fine wine most certainly, but its so easy to tell that he looked like a greek god in his youth - chiseled jawline, striking eyes, that easy confidence that comes from a life of having pretty privilege thrust upon you from pretty much the moment you came out--
Like.. i feel like he wouldve looked like the grunge aesthetic young adult they slap on the front of album covers where he looks sunken and tired but in a totally dashing way, with wind-tousled hair (honestly i never even thought of his original hair colour until now. i just imagine it white/grey because thats SO him. i could see it being brown, maybe blond?) and eye bags that look like they were dabbed on delicately with eyeshadow and a brush.
but even with all of that i do also just see him looking like he was just straight up carved from marble with his broad shoulders and the confident way he stands. Like he was drop dead gorgeous, the folks of khaenri'ah swooned over him, most everyone assumed he would go on to become a knight simply because of the whole 'dashing knight in armour' stereotype.
He's the sort of guy you see playing someones grandpa in a film and you're like "wait hes so hot though. now i wanna see what he looked like when he was younger" and then you get mad because HOW CAN PEOPLE BE SO GORGEOUS THEIR ENTIRE LIVES HUH. HOW IS THAT FAIR.
I feel like his looks are not really something he openly acknowledges or even really realises - I guess this ties in to my oddly specific Pierro headcanons ((gives that old man a million mental illnesses and refuses to elaborate)) but i imagine he gets really really caught up in the minor details and just sort of passively sees himself as very just .. 'whatever', despite just how many people have always told him how handsome and beautiful he is.
Like, of course he'll thank them for the compliment but in his head he has like 90 rebuttals and genuinely convinces himself that theyre just saying it to be nice/polite/to get in his good graces/whatever. man has imposter syndrome out the wazoo .
I think he definitely aged very finely and gracefully, all things considered, but his obsessive fear of aging physically makes him feel like he hasnt. but to me . old man pierro is the most gorgeous . perfect.
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genshin-men-writer · 1 year
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Obsessed with the Fatui-
Here's some headcanons for the fatui because the story I was writing was deleted and Im pissed about it. Note; I will be doing two at a time everyday. So today it's Pierro and Dottore. Cause I feel like if I did all 10 in one post that would be overwhelming. WARNINGS: NSFW, Yanderes, Toxic lovers Minors don't interact.
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PIERRO
-Cis male, he/him or just call him sir.
-I see Pierro as a traditional old man honestly. I see him going unlabeled when it comes to sexuality. He can't keep up with all them so he just goes unlabeled -He would be very bold if he were to ask you out. It would come off as a demand then anything else.
-He's dating to marry, you break his trust he will never forgive you and will most likely kill the person you were cheating on him with.
-It doesn't matter the position, he is the one in control!
-Mask stays ON during sex.
-Hair puller, don't pull his hair.
-Can make you cum with just his voice.
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DOTTORE -So, I hc the clones to be nonbinary, while the Prime Dottore goes by he/him. The clones don't mind if you call them, he/him, its/itself, they/them, or a mix of the three. The same goes for the Prime Dottore.
-Hypersexual Aroace, Dottore has never felt romantic or sexual towards someone in his life. But, he does enjoy the feeling of sex. He is extremely manipulative and will make you believe that he's into just to keep you to himself.
-Only the Prime and Omega are hypersexuality, the other clones have no sex drive what so ever. So these Headcanons are for the Prime and the Omega. So basically the more Dottore clones himself, that clone will have less sex drive then the one before it. Does that make sense? For the ones that don't know, Prime is the Original Dottore and the Omega is the clone we see the archon quest. The Omega is the oldest clone.
-A switch but leans towards top. -Experiments, blood, and screams of pain turn him on. He's a sadist.
-But can also be a masochist if you are topping him. He wants to feel pain, it's like a drug to him.
-100% into is BDSM, come on, he's wearing a harness in public.
-He's allowed to give you hickeys, but don't think about giving him any. Unless you are Pantalone.
-Same as Pierro, mask stays on during sex. Unless you are Pantalone.
-Don't cum until he tells you.
-Yandere? Yes. Dottore wants you to himself. Even if you figure out that he's using you. You would have two options, stay with him or die a slow and painful death.
-Cheating on him? He'll make you watch as he slowly experiments on them and then kills them.
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That's all I got for now, I'm doing Columbina and Scaramouche tomorrow!
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genshin-side-piece · 1 year
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Pierro has a corruption kink, change my mind
I'm sorry, but after the 3.3 stuff you can't convince me that this man doesn't spend some of his free time luring sweet innocent things to his side only to leave them ruined for all who come after him.
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angelltheninth · 3 months
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don’t know if this makes any sense but, genshin man as older boyfriends? like there is age gap between them and us (might be significant or not, choose yourself), like they are in “should get married and have kids” age, so how would behave and be with their younger significant other? if you want to add some smut-ish thoughts feel free to do so, thak you!
( <3 your work, feel free to ignore!)
I won't ignore! This one is so good. Cute.
Pairing: Dottore, Pantalone, Pierro, Neuvillette, Wriothesley, Zhongli x Reader
Tags: fluff, slightl, suggestive, age-gap, power dynamics, kissing, tail shenanigans, protectiveness, planning to have kids, domestic fluff
A/N: Well some of them are definately way older already so, this might as well be canon.
Dottore tells you you're a fucking brat but a good assistant to him so he keeps you around. There's a lot of flirting going on when you're working, a lot of him pulling you against him. He tells you that you just need to say the word and the two of you can make some lab babies.
Pantalone doesn't always keep up with your energy, he's pretty calm compared to you. Not a bad thing in his mind, everyone tells him to loosen up more and he can do that with you. Around you he doesn't need to be stoic or serious all the time, he can kiss you whenever he wants and not feel like you'll make fun of him for it.
Pierro has thought of starting a family with you more then once. He wouldn't push you into it as long as you're not ready but he brings up the subject a few times in bed. A family with you would be wonderful, but at the same time there's much to do still, so he doesn't mind waiting a few more years.
Neuvillette is so much more experianced then you, but he will never hold that experience over your head. Would mention it in passing when he wants to try something that's new to you. He assures you that everything will be fine, his lips soft on yours but his tail firmly protective on around your hips.
Wriothesley would love to have kids with you, he really would and he's not hiding that fact. But because he started off as your boss he makes sure that it's what you want too, otherwise he'd feel like a pretty shitty husband. Your power dynamic is fun to explore when you're intimate, and never to make you do things you don't want to.
Zhongli keeps you close to him while he tells you the stories way back from he was younger. Don't feel bad about what everyone else is saying, he didn't find his mate, you, until now, he didn't want a family until now. Your life might be shorter but live it how you want to and he will stay by your side until your very last moment.
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glassrowboat · 3 months
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Morning After
Authors note: This includes a variety of my own headcanons on these characters. The reader is gender neutral. This includes only the male harbingers, but I am willing to write one for the chicks too ^^
Capitano.
-The instant you stirred in your sleep, just the slightest twitch, and you were pinned to the mattress with a looming figure above you. His black hair tickled your skin, swaying back and forth from the sudden movement, but that was barely a concern when this man who had been so sweet with you last night was suddenly acting like a switch that flipped off in his brain. All you could tell was one discernable thing after the sudden surprise: there was no escape if he didn't want there to be.
-”Capitano?” You called out, voice hesitant and barely a whisper as fear choked back the ability to speak confidently.
-Immediately the tense nature that had over taken his form fell, shoulders no longer strung together as that soldier who had been pinning you down held you close and started apologizing for startling you.
-He didn't have to say it, he didn't want to, bit for a moment there the Captain had mistaken you for someone that crept into his chambers with ill intent. He's a soldier. War is what he's known for. This caution just comes with the territory.
-To make up for his own actions he makes sure you're well fed, given a hearty breakfast (one a little too big for you to fully eat but he doesn't mind giving you some Tupperware to take it home in) and tea.
-It's just he's a terrible conversationalist, barely talking as he just nods along to whatever you say, making you carry the flow the entire morning as he adds in an occasion “yes, interesting, or no.”
-At least he's handsome under that helmet.
Childe.
-Fell off the bed the moment he saw you, a shout falling from his lips from the surprise of the fall and well, this naked person in his bed.
-Why he didn't expect you to wake up and throw a pillow at his head for being so darn loud when you have a hangover? Well, only Celestia knows. Though he didn't bother to block it, simply accepted getting hit as it didn't even knock him back.. well that is if he didn't play along and dramatically fell down onto the floor.
-”Are you always such a drama queen?”
-”A guy can't play along with a joke?”
-Very sweet, but a little bit annoying as he asks about you in as many questions he can think of. What's your favorite color? What's your job?
-Admittedly Childe has never had a one night stand before so he doesn't know what to do in this position so when you give him a sweet smile and tell him to just to let you get dressed for now he goes to get a stray shirt for you.
-Definitely wants to see you again, and not just in the bedroom.
-”So where do you come from?”
-”Give me five minutes for fucks sake.”
Dottore.
-First off, what? He's aware each harbinger has their own little dedicated fan club, even him…for some reason. Yet for him to willingly bring someone, possibly one of them, to his bed? People aren't allowed in his personal quarters. Hell, he barely uses it himself, opting to sleep on that one couch in the laboratory. So why the switch in his normal behavioral patterns?
-(I personally see Dottore as a virgin so for this dweeb to lose it this way-)
-Admittedly, he's on edge from trying to remember what happened, the haze of sleep, and the shock of seeing someone he apparently trusted enough to bring to bed. It only made sense he was scowling at this sleeping body. It wouldn't be easy enough to just call it a new test subject, use the sheets as restraints to drag this stranger down to his lab and shove them in a cell but..
-Maybe not this time.
-Instead he gets up and throws on some clothes as quickly as possible, making sure to slot his mask in place despite the fact you have very obviously already seen what lies underneath. That and more.
-It has proven more useful than not to use that thing to hide his expressions.
- Depending on if he drank last night and that's what had him indulging in the warmth of another person's body, Dottore would have one of his clones stand by until you wake up. They can deal with the situation from there and take you home while he gets some caffeine in his body. An easy way to rid of a hangover and forget his newfound company.
-If it was a completely sober decision, Dottore no longer has the excuse that he simply got ahead of himself from the drink and would therefore be hostile in response. Unable to put up with this one bit, he would be telling his bed partner to get dressed and head home already so he can get back to work instead of watching over pointless little you.
-Don't try and say anything about possibly being emotionally attached, it would only anger him. Boy is not used to being open or vulnerable with anyone and you suddenly appearing and having held him so close last night would only set him off in the worst of ways.
Pantalone.
-First thing this man notices is he's just not as comfy as usual, somehow this mattress isn't right, he isn't sinking into the soft plush he spent thousands on. Not even his haze of grogginess was enough to make tossing and turning twist his body into comfort. (Goldilocks having motherfucker). So with a steady hand he reaches out to find his glasses on the nightstand, silver chains rattling on the surface as he pulls them close.
-A one night stand isn't an uncommon thing to the regrator, for him it's happened a small handful of times before but it's never something he's typically the better for in the morning. A man of his position caught slinking into a woman's bedroom as they drunkenly grope at eachother was far from a good look. Not to mention you never knew if the individual would keep their mouth shut.
-That has been a problem with one particular individual in the past that has henceforth been ‘dealt with.’
-But the person laying besides him was still conked out and wrapped in a good majority of the blankets the bedding had to offer. Well, a bit of a thief aren't they? Pantalone almost wanted to laugh but kept his mouth sealed shut, already knowing it's best not to wake you.
-Slowly he got up and out of the bed, trying to keep it from creaking too loudy, to put on last night's clothes. He'll take a shower and get changed into something clean later.
-With one last peak towards the stranger he spent the night with Pantalone slipped out of the front door.
Pierro.
-He's confused.
-Now he understands what happened, the sight of you naked and curled up into him is more than enough to make that clear; though your underwear basically on his favorite pillow definitely would have gotten the point across either way. But, like, him? You who look so much younger, livelier compared to what Pierro sees in the mirror every day after five hundred years haunting him.
-Maybe that joke the second made about people liking ‘older folks’ was based on reality.
-Would greedily allow himself to hold you in his arms for a time. It started with him first saying one minute, that's all he'd allow himself. Then that turned into five, then ten, then twenty. Eventually he would barely wish to nudge you awake even though he knows better.
-Don't go getting attached when there's so much left to do.
-When he finally did wake you up he did his best to make sure you wouldn't get startled, softly calling out the name he was given last night. It's just a shame you do, startling as your hand nearly wacked his face from sheer shock. (Though who can blame you? It's not everyday you blearliy open your eyes, vision still blurry as you take in a man with white hair and stars in his- wait is that the fucking Pierro? Oh fuck).
-The type to help you find your clothes and call for a cab so he knows you get home safely.
-Now all that's left is trying to figure out how to hide the hickey you planted on him.
Scaramouche.
-Let's be real here, you're not making it to the morning.
-He had no clue why he was allowing this, allowing a humans lips to fall to his own with such fevered need. In any other situation he'd be pushing them off, telling this person they're a useless worm that shouldn't ever have walked these lands if all they was going to do was use their life to paw at him. Oh but to worshipped was a delight.
-Kisses pressed to the wooden skin of his puppet body like small prayers to the God he will one day be. This is what humans are made for, aren't they? To give their all to a greater being. So readily Scaramouche let himself be tugged along as you pulled him to wherever you pleased, ready to lavish in the attention he so rarely got.
-A human isn't a threat after all.
-Yet when you tugged on his short, pulling them down just low enough for your mouth to eagerly await something filling it, everything took a turn for the worst.
-”Wait a minute, you don't have genitals?”
-And in a heartbeat you were struck with a bolt of lightning that had you dead on the spot.
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eluxcastar · 1 month
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Hello Riri! :]
I'm in my platonic harbingers with a child reader era, and you're one of the few people I follow who writes platonic stuff on an occasion. So here's my request!
Here's the small storyline I have. Reader is the child of a god (you're free to decide what they are the god of, if you want) who is extremely well known around Tevyat, and puts on a very intimidating and serious presence. Yet one unfortunate day, the readers parent dies, so now they have to take on their legacy at a too young of age. Making them grow up out of their childhood much faster and pressuring them into becoming exactly like their parent. Cold, intimidating, and serious.
And out of all the mortals the reader has met, the harbingers are who they find comfort in. They could be lecturing some other mortal one minute, and the next minute, they see one of the harbingers. They're grabbing them by the hands, bouncing on their tip toes with a bright smile.
(Hope you're having a good day! And please don't overwork yourself<3)
Fatui harbingers with a child god
── ୨୧:fatui harbingers & reader
୨୧﹑synopsis :: child reader taking over as archon and basically immediately proving why child rulers are a bad idea but it's ok because it's cute and endearing
୨୧﹑genre :: fluff
୨୧﹑content :: gn reader, god reader, signora might be ooc tbh I struggled to think for her, not proofread
୨୧﹑words :: 3k
this has been in my inbox for some time, even though I've really wanted to do it for ages. I'm sorry honey it took me a while to get to it. the description of their parent at least to me was giving mr zhongli when he was morax and I immediately thought of the ramifications of him faking his death in the rite of descension which makes me wanna write something else BUT THAT'S FOR LATER
I meant to post this four and a half hours ago but suddenly it was like twice the length I thought it would be and uh yeah that was not the plan but enjoy the food served hot and fresh
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There has hardly been a moment of grief since you were orphaned, and the people are turning to you for their next overseer. You, small, fragile, and ill-prepared, are the one they wish to see take up the pillar left in your father's wake. You weren't ready, and maybe you never would've been, embraced by the caring side of your well and truly mellowed-out father and cherished by the people as the child of the nation.
Your transition from people's treasure to people's guide was jarring, and you're still not used to it. You move with what pleases and hide what brings deep frowns and disappointed eyes. The people no longer want a child but a god. They want their pride, once a god who had walked by their side for millennia, now the passing generation of a god as the mantle shifts to his blood.
It's hard not to notice what they make you, now the spitting image of your father, though you can only parrot his earned wisdom and show a brave face to keep the nation from despair.
You have but a single ally—the Tsaritsa—someone whose messengers approached you to ask for your father's gnosis and who gladly agreed to offer you an invitation to Snezhnaya at your request to speak to her personally, quite honestly not knowing how to say that you frankly didn't know what to do with the gnosis. Though you could keep it, you're unsure how to harness its power, wield it, or even control it. Your father was strong, you're not.
She is an intimidating presence but gentle. She knew of your father for as long as she had been an archon—though they weren't on good terms toward the end—perhaps you could understand her more than he would. He was the original archon in his seat, but you are an inheritor like her. In her lands, you are the careful balance of both a god and a child, spoken to with the grace of a higher power but the softness that is befitting to a young child.
It is as you are.
Tartaglia is the first to seek a test of your strength, though you wish not to hurt him and convince him to wait. So long as the answer is someday, he allows you to let him down easily and settles at indulging your requests to join the snowball fight you noticed him having. You want to join in, fidgeting and with your gaze flickering between the smiling children and your feet. You push away your every want to join them and play as well, but remind yourself of the people who would scorn you. It's unfitting for a god to behave like an immature child, you remind yourself, but every hope of remaining steadfast to that is gone as Tartaglia notices you watching.
His offer is merely that—an offer. He speaks with a snowball forming in his hands as he approaches, his thick coat engulfing his form and the red scarf bundled around his neck to keep him warm. You have to look up to meet his eyes, playful and perhaps a little mischievous. Tartaglia holds the snowball out to you as if it were his peace offering.
"You look like you want to join the fun. Care to throw a snowball or two with us?"
"May I?"
And with that, you take his offering.
Pantalone's musings and the intentions of his gifts are not beyond you. He means to win you over and perhaps spoil you a little. It is coddling, and you notice it. He wants what he wants, and he will get it out of you, but it is also not beyond him to recognise that you are...naïve, endearingly. Pantalone can lavish you in fine silks all he wants, but you have received many offerings, so they don't particularly sway you as he had hoped, and he moves on. Your true weakness lies in children's toys, the many things you have been denied since you have been forced to steel yourself. The smile that twitches at the corners of your lips as he presents you with the first is enough to confirm it.
Toys are made for children; though you try to deny it, you are still a child at heart. Gifting a child a toy they will try to pretend they don't cherish but will protect with their life is perhaps the quickest way to earn their favour. He watches as you fiddle with the arms of the plush cat when you think nobody is looking, asking it questions and then responding to yourself in an all-too-dedicated voice you put on for this cat. 
"Oh, Mr Cat, would you like some borscht too? It's very good."
"Yes, please, I would love to try some!"
Pantalone admittedly can't deny that you come with your own charms.
Signora spoils you what many of your aids have tried to before you, the chance to fix your hair, marvel at a pretty lady and wish you were half as sophisticated as her. She is your role model, second only to the Tsaritsa. She is beautiful and elegant and willing to teach you her ways as long as you continue to show up as cute as you are. Fix your posture a bit, head up, and walk everywhere with purpose, even if there isn't one. She has mastered the art, and you want it. Pantalone has his own appeal, a sophisticated man who learned through blood, sweat and tears, but there is something so distinct about Signora that makes you run to her at your first problem of presentation.
Like your mother, she will take you by the hand, lead you to a mirror, straighten your back, tilt your head up by the chin, and tell you to look at yourself now. Each time, you stare dumbly in awe of her reflection standing behind you, observing you like something precious, and it fills you with the confidence you need to heed her advice. It doesn't occur to you that Signora looks at you that way only because she thinks you're cute in your efforts, but too much like a child who got into their mother's perfume to be taken seriously.
"How others see you is important. Do you think they want to see their god with their back slouched and head hung? Hold your gaze above the people."
"It's-- well, different. I think I just look tense."
Sandrone has also come to realise that your weakness lies in toys, though she will not admit to aiding and abetting Pantalone's endeavours to find you a plushie. Instead, she shows you Katheryne. You have seen Katheryne before; you are sure of that, and that is only confirmed as Sandrone informs you that she exists in every branch of the Adventurers' Guild, including the one in your homeland. Katheryne is your access to knowledge, and the Northland Bank is your connection to Snezhnaya. Sandrone offers you comfort, the path that will lead you back to where help is and where you can go when you become overwhelmed by responsibility.
She likes your company, a reluctant admission that does not come cheap as she bargains your silence with the knowledge that she's aware of your liking for your cat toy. The embarrassment that overwhelms you is palpable until she offers you her workshop to play when your quarters are so overcrowded by your aids. You couldn't come to Snezhnaya alone for your safety, and it leaves you stranded without a moment of peace at times.
"Really?...and I can just, stay here? For as long as I want?"
"Isn't that what was offered to you?"
"Well...yes, thank you."
Scaramouche, whom you meet adjacent to Sandrone, is ill-tempered in the presence of others but a tad nicer when it comes to you. He does not drop his rough-around-the-edges personality to melt his heart out of his chest for you, but you manage to strike the perfect cord in his to gain liberties others cannot, having him share sweets with you. You learned at one point he really doesn't like them, leading you to wonder why they suddenly appeared ready and available for you to stuff your pockets full and snack on them when nobody's looking. You earn his favour through endearment and talk to him like he's normal because he is.
He is the child of a god, though in a different capacity to you. He was not loved quite so dearly by his mother and cannot share with you the pain of losing someone who treasured you. He was merely abandoned. There is the vague part of you that shuns the idea his softness is pity, sympathy even, as you're stuck stumbling through the world alone. It is all too familiar to him, and if candy will make you smile at him so cheerfully and hug him so tightly, then candy is a simple trade-off.
"Are you sure you don't want any? These are yours."
"Sickly sweet things make me feel like my teeth are fusing together. You can have them."
Pulcinella reminds you of home, the trinkets gathered on a whim that he keeps, the years showing through the rooms dedicated to him as you notice things your father told you of in stories. These are stories that Pulcinella will start off on without prompting, indulging your curiosity before you even lowered your guard enough to show it and casually enough that you slowly ask more. Every item holds a story: what it is, how he obtained it, why he kept it, who it was for. You see many such things around what used to be your house, but you don't know all of the stories, treasuring the ones you remember.
Pulcinella doesn't recall every story either, as some of your pointing and questioning is met with remarks of how long it has been. It is the only thing you feel you share with him, a living space filled to the brim with memories. Many of your trinkets don't belong to you, but his do, and it's nice to hear someone tell you stories again as he lets you pick from the collection of sweets in your pockets to eat when it suits your fancy.
"What about this? It reminds me of a lumenstone, the ones from the chasm."
"It is, and it came from Liyue when I asked that one of my subordinates bring it back for me. You must have a fine eye for these things."
"Not really, only lumenstone and noctilucous jade glow like this."
Arlecchino's offering to you is company, and plenty of it. Children who are so far removed from the stretch of news beyond the issues of the Steambird they manage to get their hands on that they wouldn't know your face from a haggler on the street. Father brought a guest to play with, and that's what matters as they induct you into their games, teach you the rules, and regard you exactly as they regard every other child their age. You are given the choice to simply become nobody, and you love it. Though you were once only a child, you were still the child of a god, and everyone knew it. Now, you elicit excitement only because someone new enters their lives, someone to learn about and befriend, merely a guest their father brought them.
Despite her sharp exterior, she is sweeter to you than you expected. You thought Arlecchino might be scarier, meaner, harsher, but she softens when she speaks to you. It is not with the cutthroat demeanour she holds speaking to the Harbingers and lacks a degree of the stern attitude she fronts to the children. You are not the average child, and it's necessary to treat you with some degree of respect, but you notice she's gentler with you than others, and it almost makes you feel special.
Columbina has sung you to sleep many times during your stay; her voice is sweet and more than enough to calm you. You let her hold your cat plush and dance with you in the hallways with the excuse you need knowledge of these things should you aspire toward being an archon, even if spinning around until you fall on the floor from dizziness and burst out laughing is a tad non-traditional. Columbina can see things others can't notice more than the human eye is capable of, and you'd rather not know what that's like. Something in the way she speaks tells you that it's hardly adjacent to anything human, closer to you, but still quite far off. It's interesting to hear the strange things humans have no business knowing.
Your hand is grasped in Columbina's, her fingers holding you tenderly. Her eyes are partly obscured beneath the lattice of a mask she wears. You're not sure if you could really call it a mask. She steps back, tugging you with her, and spins you in time with the steps she takes, each accompanied by a shift that forces you to keep up with where she moves, her other hand on your shoulder. It is the closest you will get to proper dancing, though merely a fool's waltz. You can't dance; being spun down a hallway while you struggle to match her movements feels much like you imagine a waltz would.
"It's not really proper dancing if we have no pattern to it."
"There is no such thing as proper dancing. If you'd prefer it, I could sing."
Dottore is someone you did not expect to be so open to the idea of you, and your assumptions were proven correct by his apprehension to engage with you. He is curt with you at best and avoidant at worst. You are a child filled with the yearning to touch everything that doesn't belong to you, desperate to hear too much about the things that don't concern you. You are young, needy, and with no concept of what is beyond you. Dottore's unique abundance of knowledge is appealing to you, however. He knows things your father did, many of which he didn't tell you, but Dottore will, so long as it gets you to sit still and stop interrupting him. You may be convinced you have pocketed your unnecessary emotions away, but he has seen you, and that is an insulting lie.
Your wants are written on your face plain as day, so long as people pay enough attention to you to care what you feel. He does not especially care, not for the child of a god, but it helps to know what you want to stick your nose in most. It helps to know how you benefit from him, and on luckier days, you might even catch him in a better mood when he is willing to indulge your interest in his knowledge. Your capacity to understand, let alone remember, hardly worries him.
"So you have clones of yourself? And they just...work for you?"
"Not exact clones—segments. They have wills of their own and use them as they see fit."
Capitano is strong, a man of few words, and he does not abhor your presence quite so strongly, nor does he indulge your more childish desires. What you get from Capitano is respect, the highest honour you can get from his book in your eyes, and it comes from your perseverance. You're running around working so hard when you're so young, and you deserve a break sometimes. You deserve a quiet place to curl up in the corner with that cat he's caught you hiding under where no one can bother you, and maybe with a few sweets you always seem to have these days. That corner still does not exist, though he will find you one if you want it. 
You show no signs of slowing down, are energetic and eager and are far too committed to the act of being something you're not to listen to him when he tells you to rest. Gods must all be fickle. The most he can do for you is make sure you're safe and happy as you will be in your position, maybe wipe your hands of powdered sugar when you find pastries at the market you want and recklessly eat them without thinking of how you'll clean up short of wiping the remnants on your clothes, but you'll never do that as you are.
Pierro once made you nervous. He is a stern, serious man who never smiles. Pierro is steadfast in loyalty and never wavers, which is precisely what you have begun to aspire to be now that that is what has been asked of you. You could never hope to replicate the kind of dedication he has, and perhaps that is part of what sways you. Though you have become so comfortable behaving childishly around some people, you fear you may never be around him, whether because you fear his disapproval or yearn for his approval. Despite that, he is arguably who you trail around behind most, quiet, observing, trying to figure out how to copy and apply what he has to yourself.
It settles the quick realisation he reminds you most of what the people saw in your father. Someone like him is someone people envision fostering a nation to prosperity, and you fight your own subconscious to keep all of your slipping habits, making sure he never sees you sneaking candy, hiding your cat plush from him, refusing Tartaglia's every offer to play games around him. You're not sure why you think that will make him like you more, having long ago gained his favour, unable to notice the faint smiles and the conscious effort to make you believe he doesn't notice you out the window barreling snowballs at Tartaglia.
You are still a child at heart; he is just about the last person you can hope to hide that from.
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shentheauthor · 9 months
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Hello! I’ve seen the harbingers reacting to the reader liking them... But what if we turn the tables around and it’s them realizing the have a huge crush on the reader!!! Will they confess? (I hope they do, well... mainly I hope Pulcinella does but anyways) Will they stay quiet??
Ooo this should be fun
Harbingers realizing they have a crush on the reader
Also I finally figured out how to add the read more thing!!!!
Pierro
Well first of all, it’s been a LONG time since he’s felt this way
He almost doesn’t recognize the feeling
When he realizes what’s up, he would immediately be flustered and confused
Why? How? HOW DID YOU DO THIS???
Unfortunately he’s probably too dedicated to his cause to think of anything else
He wouldn’t want to put you through that
So he’ll keep quiet
He won’t tell you, and just sit and pine sadly
I’m sorry, he caught feelings at the worst possible time in his life
Capitano
He is also confused
He definitely doesn’t feel this way often
He is also very dedicated to his cause, but he at least has more room for stuff like love, I think
He won’t be too shy about it, but he seems like a relatively quiet guy in the first place
He will confess
Probably in private. No grand gestures, just a simple “I have feelings for you”
He’ll also say that you have every right to turn him down
Offers to remain friends as well
Literally one of the most normal people in this whole cursed group
We’re starting off calm before we get into The Horrors
Dottore
The Horrors™️
He treats it like a science experiment
I’m being srs
Hypothesis: you like him back
Research? Hanging around you more often
Hovers over you like a vulture
You turn the corner and there he is like :)
If one of him likes you, all of him does
The segments will be SO annoying, I’m so sorry
He won’t confess outright, but honestly his behavior is more than enough to tell you what’s going on
He is highkey scary, but we love him for it
Columbina
She isn’t very flustered when she realizes tbh
Of course she likes you! How could she not?
She’ll ask you to her private chambers and just.. hang out with you
Her way of flirting is singing to you and doing your hair
If you don’t have hair? Scalp massages
Very touchy feely and kind of obvious with her affection
There is an underlying darkness to everything she does, but Yk if you like her back, you’re probably into that
She’ll confess in private, during the night
It’s shockingly romantic, with candles and flowers waiting for you
She does fully expect you to say yes, but she honestly wouldn’t ask if she didn’t already know you would
She’s like 5 steps ahead of you
Arlecchino
Mmmmmmmaaaaannnn
We already know she’s unhinged, Yk?
When she’s in love, her first reaction is “ew”
She doesn’t have time for that shit
But Yk, she’s intrigued by you, so she abandons that thought pretty quickly
She won’t flirt or confess, keeping you at arm’s length
But she does have a clear favorite
She’s nicer to you. She gives you less difficult tasks
She doesn’t want your pretty face getting hurt
You’ll only find out she has a fat crush on you if you do get hurt
She is.. protective…
Good luck getting blood out of your clothes when she’s done with your attackers
At least she would ask if you’re ok? Yeaahhh
Pulcinella
This one’s for you bestie (me when I go in rank order and he’s not at the top)
He’ll get flustered when he realizes
He’s kinda old, so it’s been a while, but hey it’s never too late for love!
He’ll give you the old fashioned courtship rizz
Flowers, gifts, walks under the stars
He will def accept a rejection, but come on, look at him
You can’t reject him
He’s a quiet romantic, and he doesn’t have a stick up his ass
So he’s better at this than the others
You cannot tell me he doesn’t have a soft side, you CANNOT.
Scaramouche
MAN
This man is so emotionally repressed, you know he would HATE having a crush
He sees it as a waste of time
A disgustingly human emotion
He’ll push you away, I’m sorry
He doesn’t have time for this, he doesn’t want to deal with it
He would fire you if he could, but for the sake of this post, he can’t for whatever reason
Maybe you aren’t a fatuus yk?
But yeah he’d only confess if you make it clear that you’re hurt by him avoiding you
And if you’re persistent (HELLA persistent)
He’ll eventually blurt out “it’s because I LIKE you, you idiot”
Yes, he is that trope
Hopefully he gets over himself sooner rather than later lmao
Sandrone
Run for your life
I’m being srs, she is uh…
She will confess, but in a creepy way
“I want you to become one of my dolls” (affectionate)
Try your damn hardest to convince her you’re more interesting as a living human
I love her, but hooooweeee
Scary ass woman
This one is shorter bc it’s… pretty clear what she’s like in canon 🤡
Signora
She hasn’t been in love since Rostam
Genuinely
She’s confused at first, then honestly a little sad and angry
Why now? Why centuries after her heart was broken?
But yk, it is what it is
She will most likely never confess
Just… keeps you at a distance, much like Pierro
She’ll try her hardest to get over it too, but you know she isn’t exactly good at getting over things like this
I mean that with love in my heart
If she ever does confess, it will likely be if she thinks she’ll never see you again
This woman is so tragic… I love her
Pantalone
THIS MAN.
He will become your sugar daddy
Like, literally, he will shower you with gifts
He could not be more obvious about it
Normally he guards his heart, but honestly if you’re in private and he’s sure nobody is listening, he will be so open
Of course those moments are rare
But he’ll still give you gifts in public, just… less obvious
Giving you money to buy food bc “you can’t work on an empty stomach”
Gives you clothes for missions/whatever and says you can keep it bc he doesn’t want it
He’s used to people using him, but it’s clear you don’t want to, so he feels safe in giving stuff to you
Confesses in private
It has to be SO private, no guards or anything, bc he doesn’t trust anyone not to tell
At least he’ll be a little romantic. Gives you your favorite foods and flowers, plus new clothes or hell, paying your rent
His love language is gift giving, change my mind
Tartaglia
Oh he is so annoying about it
Literally aggressive flirting
Literally
He will try to spar with you, to see if you’re strong enough to be his equal
If you’re not, that’s fine, but if you are, oh man he gets ten times worse
He’ll also be a theater kid about it
Bouquets, opening doors for you, bowing and throwing you a “rakish grin” (his words)
He’s kind of a dork
A murderous dork, but Yk
He’ll either confess during combat, or he’ll take you out on the town and does it in public
Well, if he isn’t sure you’ll say yes, he’ll do it in private
Also if you don’t like crowds
But if you don’t mind public spaces, he will be so dramatic about it
“Will you conquer the world with me?”
It’s very sweet, even if he means it completely literally
Just. A nerd (affectionate)
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haferflake · 10 months
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Male Harbinger: Wanting Children and how many
100% Would want children:
Childe is a family person. Its canon that he has alot of siblings. If we go after him he would want five or six. But it also depends on you. He would also be happy with one but for him its the more the better.
Pierro would want children more because of legacy reasons. Wanting to 'rebuild' Khaenri'ah. So if it went after him, he would make sure that you get as many as you can carry. He would also be happy with just one or even none. It depends on you.
Would be ok with Children:
Pantalone would probably prefer no children but if you want he wouldnt say no. He would spoil his children but also be strict.. he would prefer only one or two.
Capitano is afraid of scaring his children and he is afraid that you would have to explain to your children that theire father will never come home again. So he rather nit have children but if you really want children he would agree to one.
No children, absolutly not
Pulcinella is already old and probably already has children when not even grandkids. So he would be happy without his own children. He has grandkids he can take care of.
Scaramouche is a puppet. The question is if he could even have his own biologically children. If he could he wouldnt want them. He hates children. They are noisy and dirty. Alone a child in the same room makes him leave.
Dottore also hates children. They are disgusting and a waste of time in his eyes. He will kill you with his look if you even bring up the idea. If you stay stubborn you mighr get a seagment version of him as a child.
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lonely-vault-boy · 1 year
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Modern Fatui harbingers but it’s just Childe making excuses for why he never brings any friends over for the holidays bc the other harbingers r the worst types of boomer relatives
Featuring: 
 The Jester  “there’s nothing wrong with being gay, but don’t you think it’s a little weird that *all* your friends are homosexuals” Pierro 
 The Captain “no one is leaving this table until we get along” Capitano
The Doctor “I hacked into the pentagon and now I’m on a watchlist but trust me they’re reptiles” Dottore 
Damslette “Arlecchino, you won’t believe what Pantalone said about you. You should confront him” Columbina
The Knave “I INVITED YOU INTO MY HOUSE AND THIS IS HOW YOU REPAY ME YOU SLIMY WORM” Arlecchino 
The Rooster “Childe, you should really eat more! You’re far too skinny” Pulcinella
The Balladeer “are we still getting together for the holidays this year? Guys? Is this the right number” Scaramouche 
Marionette “this machine is a 20-in-1 juicer, server, pressure cooker…trust me, this will make cooking way more efficient” Sandrone 
(Spoiler: it did not)
The Fair Lady “she’s in our thoughts and prayers” Signora 
(She’s not dead, she’s just always fashionably late)
The Regrator “maybe if Dottore put as much effort into our marriage as Sandrone put into her failed cooking device, I’d be willing to sit next to him” Pantalone 
(He would not sit down next to Dottore at the table until an enraged Arlecchino threatened him with a fork)
And Childe “I’m gonna eat in my room” Tartaglia
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bittersweetorpheus · 1 year
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I’ve been listening to Lana Del Rey a lot lately which got me thinking… SAGAU!reader with the ability to hypnotize or seduce people with just their voice- or maybe they’re like a siren.
imagine this:
when reader gets isekai-ed into Genshin, the land kinda responds to them and all the archons can feel the change throughout the whole of Teyvat.
The Tsaritsa assigns all of her harbingers a mission to find reader and bring them back to her.
While snooping around, they hear about a mysterious, tragically beautiful singer. They enter the tavern and wouldn’t you know it- the singer themselves is there on that very day. You, doing this small singing gig for the mora, don’t notice them and continue singing. Something inside them stirs when they hear it- something they haven’t felt in a while. They can’t quite place their finger on what this strange new emotion is, but they just know that they. need. more. But before they know it, you’ve finished your song and have slipped out the door- and out of their grasp.
So close, yet so far. They don’t know when you’ll be performing next, or if you even will, but they’ll find you either way. No matter what it takes.
Hope you’re not too sensitive to the cold, dear reader.
(Partially inspired by that one TikTok sound that’s like: oh who is she? a misty memory)
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kasuna-kotonoha · 6 months
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A tier list of who I think would be most likely to betray the Tsaritsa (explanation under the cut)
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Before We start, do keep in mind that we know very little about most of the Harbingers, so I could be completely wrong.
Pierro: Ok, if there were to be a mass harbinger betrayal, it would start with him. It's might strange that he, as a Khaenri'ahn, is working for an Archon.
Scaramouch: No so much a betrayal in the same way as it would be for Pierro, but he did leave and has no intention to return.
Dottore: If he had something to gain from going with Pierro and betraying the Tsaritsa, I could see him doing it.
Sandrone: Same as Dottore, but feels a bit less likely.
Pantalone: Similar to the others in his tier, if he had something to gain, I could see it
Columbina: Given her Seraph inspiration, I could easily imagine her being against Celesting with the Tsaritsa. Unless another faction, or Pierro could offer her something she sees as better, I think she wouldn't have much of a reason to.
Arlecchino: It mainly boils down to the fact that I don't think she'd have a reason to. She might not be loyal the way Childe is, but she's principled. She's antagonistic to Furina, but that stems from the prophecy and the fact that, from her perspective, Furina is doing nothing. As long as her children aren't unduly threatened, she has no reason to leave her position.
Capitano: From what we know of his interactions with Varka, he seems to be a relatively upstanding cordial guy. But we don't know much more than that.
Pulcinella: Literally the mayor of Snezhnaya. Unless he's pulling a major con game, I can't see him betraying his nations people.
Signora: The Tsarista saved her from herself. Next to Childe, I think she'd be the least likely to betray the Tsaritsa (If she weren't already dead lol)
Tartaglia: Childe cares about three things and three things only. Fighting. His family. And serving the Tsaritsa. Part of his disdain for Arlecchino even stems from this.
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watatsumiis · 8 months
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Father's Day in Teyvat
Holidays can be tough at times, especially when you’re expected to spend them with family members. Though, sometimes, family are the ones that you find for yourself, and spending time with them can be just as good (if not, better) than being around your biological family. 
Different characters reacting to being wished a ‘Happy Father’s Day’! X Reader (platonic/familial)
Arlecchino, Capitano, Neuvillette, Pierro, Varka, Zhongli
Arlecchino is a little taken aback at first - not that this isn’t something she’s come across before, but she’s a little surprised that it’s coming from you, of all people. She ends up defaulting to her normal response, the one she gives to the younger children at the House of the Hearth when they come to her with gifts and well-wishes for various holidays like this. You’ll receive a light hair ruffle and a withdrawn smile, though it’s easy to tell by the slight twinkle in her eye that she really is endeared by it. If you two happen to be in private, she may sweep you up in a warm hug and make a kind, encouraging comment about you. She’s honestly rather proud of knowing that you see her as that sort of figure in your life, and will have an extra little pep to her step for the rest of her day thanks to it. 
Capitano is utterly baffled. He doesn’t know how to react, or how to even feel. Once, Childe did the same thing to him, then some other Fatui mimicked it, as a joke. Cap quickly put a stop to this tomfoolery. However, he’s a good sense of character and he can tell that you’re being one-hundred percent genuine. He may hesitate for a few moments and look around to make sure there’s nobody watching before he sweeps you into a hug. It’s a little awkward thanks to his heavy armour, but there’s a strong sense of comfort nonetheless as he pulls you close and just… holds you for a few moments. He holds this newfound information about how you look up to him close and treasures it, sometimes acting a little softer towards you than he does towards others, but to such a degree that it’s nearly unnoticeable. 
Neuvillette has probably had a day of being given non-stop Father’s Day wishes from the Melusine (no matter how early in the morning you catch him). They seem to think the holiday is specifically a celebration for their papa, so they’re basically swarming him until he’s been given a hug or handmade gift from every single Melusine that drops by. He’s a little surprised when you join their midst, looking like a giant amongst the tiny, colourful creatures. He can’t help but smile when you wish him a Happy Father’s Day, though, and will readily accept the well-wishes and give you a big hug and all the affection you could ask for (even if the Melusines complain about it being unfair). He’s genuinely really heartwarmed at the fact that you seem to think of him as a fatherlike figure, and may even shed a few happy little tears. 
Pierro cracks down on the behaviour as soon as he sees it coming. You have to catch him off guard to give your well wishes, and even then he’ll likely be trying to avoid anyone who might possibly wish him a happy Father’s Day. Courtesy be damned, he’s turning a one-eighty and getting the hell out of dodge the moment you open your mouth with that gooey-sappy look in your eyes. You eventually have to settle for slipping him a small note or card that looks like it’s something vaguely official or Fatui-related, then get out of sight so you can secretly watch him open it. His face sort of softens a little as he reads it, and he tucks it away in an inside pocket of his coat close to his heart. He thinks that he might need to have a stern word with you about the kinds of people you see as role models, but he’s flattered nonetheless. He’ll keep that note close, as a reminder that maybe he isn’t a completely irredeemable person. 
Varka immediately bursts into the biggest, warmest grin. It’s a well-known fact that he’s like a foster dad to about half of the youths of Mondstadt (even those with two (or more) parental figures handy). The novelty never really wore off for him, so he’s just as delighted every single time someone admits that they see him as a role model or guardian of sorts. He’ll swoop you up into a huge hug and squeeze you with big burly arms until you squirm and ask to be let down, in which case he will do so immediately and ruffle your hair with the warmest grin on his face. He’ll immediately go into this spiel about how proud he is of you and how much you’ve achieved, somehow turning this into him just complimenting you. Varka wears his heart on his sleeve, he’s less than afraid of shedding a few happy tears in front of his loved ones and letting them know exactly how he feels.
Zhongli is rather used to this sort of thing - it’s not uncommon for some of the children of Liyue to gravitate towards his Rex Lapis persona as a sort of father figure, making offerings and confiding in him every now and again. This effect tends to pass on to when he’s in his human disguise, though he can be a little bit clueless about it. The younger Adepti (or Adepti-blooded) denizens of Liyue will sort of latch onto him. He supposes it’s no big surprise that you have too. He’ll graciously accept the well-wishes and pull you into a warm hug, just holding you close and swaying back and forth a little. For all his lack of social etiquette, he really does give great hugs. He may even be inclined to tell you some interesting stories if you’d like to spend some more time with him. It reassures him to know that, even after all these years, people still seek him out for comfort and guidance.
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nocherrybombs · 8 days
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Orientation Day at Zapolyarny
Young Arlecchino, during her Fatui Harbinger onboarding session: Greetings, small wooden child. I understand that your mother abandoned you as a baby to fend for yourself in an empty domain because she thought you were weak.
Scaramouche: Wow, okay. Even if it wasn't incredibly rude to call someone a "small wooden child", I'm still at least 470 years older than you are. And where do you get off talking about me and my mother like that?
Arlecchino: My mother was also a wretched, awful woman, so I killed her. Would you like me to kill your mother as well?
Scaramouche: Are you asking me if I want you to kill the Raiden Shogun? I mean, you can try if you're up for it. It's your funeral.
Arlecchino: Very well. After I kill her, would you mind terribly if I then adopted you as my son?
Scaramouche: What the fuck are you talking about?! Yes, of course I would mind! I don't want you to be my mom!
Arlecchino: That is good to hear, seeing as how I will be your father.
Scaramouche: Alright, this has gotten too goddamn weird, even for me. Jester, is this really who we're bringing in to fill the Knave position?
Pierro: Yes, she is. Would you prefer us to find someone more like Crucabena instead?
Scaramouche: ...point taken. Welcome to the team, newbie.
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rockingbytheseaside · 11 days
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✦ lord have mercy on me because I need something to keep me sane while waiting for Pierro. I'll resort to some rough sketches, as I still struggle with drawing him... We still have 2+ years until we seen him, right...?
RIGHT???
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angelltheninth · 1 year
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Genshin Men + Walking In on Them Changing
Pairing: Kaeya, Diluc, Itto, Thoma, Ayato, Childe, Pantalone, Dottore, Pierro, Zhongli x Fem!Reader
Tags: fluff, established relationship, kissing, flirting, teasing, grinding, kiss marks, playful possessiveness
A/N: You'd get a lot of eye can candy that's for sure.
Kaeya is fine with you watching, in fact you can help him tie his hair just how he likes it. Knows that you like it when you see his hair falling over his naked back but unfortunately he can't be running around shirtless for your pleasure. The only time he can is in the comfort of your own home.
Diluc gets pretty flustered when you walk in on him in the middle of pulling his pants up. Ignore everything else that's happening down there, he just needs to get to work. It's only a little uncomfortable, just let him zip up and then you can go to work. Or... you can get down on your knees, that works too. But make it fast.
Itto would flex just for you and invite you closer, not knowing that once you got your hands on him you would trace them down his marks, making the oni shiver from the soft yet teasing touch. Lucky for you its still pretty early in the morning so he can give you a little more of his time, kissing letting you leave your lipstick on his pecks.
Thoma tries to cover up with little success. He's holding his shirt in front of him awkwardly, eyes looking away before slowly pulling his tight shirt over his head. He should have locked the door shouldn't he? Nothing he can do about it now, just needs to try to get through the day pretending like he didn't notice how you looked at him.
Ayato wonders why there was no one guarding the door. Maybe they let you slip by because they know you're his betrothed. Regardless he's acting calm about this, you're the flustered one here, turning face to stop your eyes from wondering his body too much. He finds your reactions cute. How will you act when he's fully naked though?
Childe beckons you into the room, not paying any mind to his half dressed state. You know if its bothering you much, you could make it even. Well it only seemed fair to suggest. His hand are already around your hips as he pulls you into a kiss, pushing you back until you're sitting on the bed with your legs spread on his sides to have fun.
Pantalone isn't bothered by you walking into his room while he's changing his clothes. He smiles at you and gives you a little peck on the lips before you can walk out. There's no need to be embaressed, you've seen him in much less then this just last night, its really an overreaction on your part, but a cute one.
Dottore admires the marks you left on his back last night when you enter his room. Just in time, he was just about to ask for you. These marks are nice and all but you passed out before you gave him the chance to get even with you. You don't have to take off all your clothes, just sit on the table and he'll take care of the rest.
Pierro pays you no mind as you enter and wrap your arms around him, kissing his back and as he changes. It feels nice to have something so domestic in the midst of his work with the Fatui. If only he could have more moments like this with you. Maybe some day, for now you'll have to be happy with a few minutes of kissing.
Zhongli doesn't understand why you're getting so flustered about seeing him half naked. He's your lover, there are no secrets between you two so you can look at him all you want. You can touch too but don't blame him if he touches you back, its been a very long time since he's had such a cute and adoring lover.
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