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casinodove · 1 year

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⁺‧₊ CANDLE LIT DINNERS ─ sagau ft. The Tsaritsa .

IN WHICH, hate is a strong word, yet the emotion you felt while having candle lit dinners with her was even stronger.

─ sfw , cws for religious themes, cult au, mild emotional torture, very slight mindbreak mentions, starvation, reader gets served a dead animal as a meal, mentions of gagging n throwing up, implied imprisonment, my girl Tsaritsa goes vampire mode without being a vampire, angst if you squint, light yandere Tsaritsa, sadistic behavior

gn!reader , 2nd person pov , no pronouns mentioned , not proofread so don't be shocked at any mistakes

─ side notes , what's up with me and making actually somewhat nice n gentle characters so rough, sadistic, beyond insane and mean in the most ungodly ways. Also I don't know anything about medical related topics so don't jump me if what I wrote near the end is wrong.

─ YOU STARED DOWN AT YOUR PLATE IN UTTER DISGUST, GRIPPING THE UTENSIL IN YOUR HAND.

Keeping your eyes fixated onto the meal served Infront of you, refusing to meet her piercing gaze from across the long, candle lit table.

Poking the still raw, dead animal with your utensil gingerly, trying to prevent yourself from gagging, the smell of raw meat filled your nostrils, the slight blood seeping out from the meat onto the plate made you overwhelmed with disgust.

Moving it around your plate a few times, you tried to peel some of the stinking, still hairy skin off of the meat

─ "WHY SO SILENT TODAY, YOUR DIVINITY?"

Her voice taunted from across the room, extra hints of sarcasm and snarkiness added onto the "your divinity" part. She knew you were above her, she knew you were the creator of everything, yet she constantly looked down on you as if she was the most important being in the universe, and you were but a lowly peasant.

It irritated you, the sheer disrespect made you want to slap her, no, that was wrong, it made you want to end her pathetic existence.

Slightly lifting your head up to look at her from across the room, you fixated your gaze onto her plate instead, it consisted of meat like yours did and a few more things like vegetable which were irrelevant to you however, the meat was well cooked and seasoned to perfection, the mere sight of it made your mouth water.

And right next to that, a wine glass filled to the brim, which she was holding. What you'd think was some sort of golden wine, was actually your blood. Swishing it around in her gloved hand, showing off the rich liquid, her gaze burned right through you.

It surprised you day by day how the supposed goddess of love could be ever so cruel to you just because she felt like it. How she could sleep at night knowing the torture she was making you endure everyday.

Her plate remained untouched, almost as if taunting you for the fact that you couldn't eat your own meal.

─ "TURNING INTO A PICKY EATER, ARE WE NOW? AH, I WOULDN'T BLAME YOU. PERHAPS I'VE BEEN SPOILING YOU TOO MUCH DURING YOUR STAY, DIVINE ONE."

The sheer irony and venom dripping from her oddly honeyed words made the churning in your stomach worsen. You reached out for the wineglass full of water next to your plate and took one long sip of water, praying to whatever god that may be out there who could save you to do so already, almost breaking the glass in your hand you shakily placed it back onto it's assigned place.

─ THE SOUND OF THE MAIDEN SLIDING HER SEAT BACKWARDS SO SHE'D BE ABLE TO LEAVE WAS PAINFULLY LOUD IN THE MOSTLY EMPTY DINING ROOM.

Immediately lowering your gaze you awaited her retreat, and awaited the gruesome hours you'd have to spend in your bed, unable to sleep due to the grovelling cries of hunger. The pain in your empty stomach had increased from days of not being given even the tiniest bread crumb, the cries of which fell upon deaf ears.

What surprised you was hearing the sound of her heels growing closer to you. Soon enough she stood right next to you, the cold radiating from her body made you shiver thanks to the overly loose clothes you were given which were closer to rags than clothes, you just wanted your old clothes back yet she barated you for liking those clothes and called them disgusting.

She slid your original plate over to the side, knocking over the wine glass in the process, the sharp shards of what was once a quiet expensive looking wineglass scattered onto the carpeted floor.

Putting her still untouched plate Infront of you, the cryo archon nudged you quiet harshly so that you would get the hint. placing clean utensils next to the plate she simply stared at you, emptying her glass of golden blood while analysing your every move.

Your lucky day, you supposed. Grabbing onto the utensils you began to eat, albeit hastily, the fear of starvation loomed over your head like a dark cloud at all times. At the moment, you cared way more about survival than about if she approved of your table manners.

The Tsaritsa turned to the maiden on the other side of your seat whose head was hanging low in respect,

─ "MAIDEN, BE A DOLL AND GET ME A REFILL WILL YOU?"

The maiden nodded and rushed out of the room, closing the door behind her. Not even a few minutes later she returned, empty handed she bowed to the Tsaritsa and explained how her favorite golden blood "wine" was over and that they'd need to refill the barrels.

Hearing her say that practically made you choke on your food, the realization of what you'd have to endure for a few days dawning on you. The refilling process was absolute torture, one of the harbingers, the doctor they called him, would waltz in about every few hours and remove mass amounts of blood from your body. It lasted for up to five days, if the Tsaritsa was feeling a little greedy that is.

The entire time you'd be force fed big amounts of food so as to "produce more blood more quickly" and you'd be weaker than ever, barely staying and awake and feeling paralyzed.

Ofcourse, they wouldn't be sucking too much blood out of you, can't have you too weak you know. All of the blood would be pumped into big barrels deep into the personal wine cellars of her royal highness, her little treasure hidden away from the world.

What surprised you the most however was how affectionate she'd be after the entire process was done, for around two to three days depending on her mood, she'd be very physically intimate, like oddly physically intimate for someone who practically got high on your blood everyday because it made them stronger.

You just wanted your old life back, your friends, your family..

─ YOU JUST WISHED DEATHS CLAWS COULD GRAB AND TAKE HER DOWN IN HER SLEEP.

She made you regret ever even thinking about downloading genshin impact, she made every memory of the gameplay in your mind turn sour. You just wanted to be treated like a person once more, you just wanted to be treated humanely for once.

Was it too much to ask for, especially from the goddess of love? You didn't think so. But, maybe she did. Maybe to her it was hard, maybe to her it was near impossible to treat you like an equal.

─ HER CLAWED FINGERS MADE THEIR WAY TO YOUR CHIN, TURNING IT VIOLENTLY SO AS TO HAVE YOU STARING AT HER. THE SILVER CLAWS ONTO HER FINGERS GRAZED AT YOUR NOW SENSITIVE SKIN.

One dark chuckle left her throat, you wished to be able to cut it open one day, leaning in closer to your face she caressed your cheek slowly, giving you one long lingering stare with those dead blue eyes of hers, you fantasized about gauging them out whenever she did this. She was a cruel monster, a poor excuse of a goddess of love, but really, she was pretty. You'd be lying if you said she wasn't, yet just how much can looks overshadow a person's horrible personality?

To put it simply however, you despised candle lit dinners with her, because always, she'd have you endure something terrible and then give you the smallest ever display of anything close to love and care and await your falling in love with her madly.

Albeit you would never dream of stealing her rightful role, you could handle playing prey for a little longer, or so you hoped.

Pls there needs to be more yandere Tsaritsa content, it's either that either I somehow can't find the portal to yandere Tsaritsa hell

─ casinodove , 20.02.23 .

Do not copy, translate nor rewrite any of my works without explicit permission from me !

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firegirl888101 · 9 months

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Insatiable Madness (7)

|Sagau Yandere Fatui Harbingers x Reader|

It seems you'll have to restock some food soon... But is that really your biggest concern?

Reader is Gender Neutral!

You couldn't get the words you wanted to say out of your mouth. How could you be so blind? So naive? It should have been obvious, the way their voices sounded the exact same, the way their characters acted a little too accurate for a fan...

What the fuck could they possibly want with you? You're not the leader of the country, or a famous figure, or.. or...!

"Stop squirming." Capitano ordered you, letting a brief and satisfying hum leave his lips when feeling you move less.

This is really happening. You thought it couldn't possibly get worse after seeing your family massacred in the restaurant. The clear pain and agony on the corpses faces, their screams being silenced by sharp weapons out of this world.

Perhaps if you never felt the need to play that stupid game you'd have been killed along with them, maybe that would have prevented your now never-ending grief.

Let's calm down, rethink things and gather what I already know. There's no use wishing for a different outcome when I can't change what's already been done. You thought to yourself, taking a deep breath.

These... Fatui Harbingers are after someone called The Decider. They used that... compass thing Dottore supposedly made to locate them, and as it pointed to me, they think I'm the person they're looking for. They killed everyone in the restaurant for some unknown reason and now they're trying to take me back to their world...

Arlecchino said 'The Tsaritsa has been searching for someone who can control what can't be seen for awhile now'... What could that possibly mean? As far as I'm aware, I have no special abilities or anything like that.

"You know, this is the quietest I've seen you since first finding you hiding in the toilets. It was very amusing..." Scaramouche taunted you, knocking your head.

You pretended to continue being stuck in your thoughts, and ignored him.

"Well, apart from when I beat you senseless." He corrected himself with a laugh. "How are those mortal bones you have? I should have hit you harder, that way you wouldn't be able to move..."

What a monster. I can't believe the harbingers were my favourite characters.

"Your taunting will break them if you continue." Signora rolled her eyes.

"Rosalyne is correct. Heartless puppet..." Arlecchino cursed under her breath.

"And your arrogance will lead to your demise, witch." Scaramouche snarled at Signora, turning his head to give a warning glare to both women.

"Enough." Pierro warned the two, seperating them with a push. He looked at you staring at the drama for a moment, then continued walking next to Dottore.

Capitano then placed you gently on the ground, keeping a firm grip on your shoulders to stop you from moving.

"Do not think this is a regular occurence," He sighed to himself, grumbling like an old man. "We're all a little unsettled in this world, we're usually more calm and collected in the presencse of prisoners."

Oh, no, I know very well from the game that this is a regular occurence.

"Stupid gadget..." Dottore cursed to himself, taking a screwdriver and tinkering with it.

"Dottore, you've been tinkering with that compass like a mad man since we first arrived in this world." Sandrone eyed the doctor suspiciously.

"Assuring it'll function correctly is all I'm doing."

"Deary me doctor, I'm beginning to doubt your intentions." Columbina smiled at him whilst using her body to block his path.

"You're mistaken in your intrusive comment."

"Miss Columbina is correct," Pulcinella frowned at his coworker. "It's becoming suspicious how you're delaying our departure of this world.

"Do you really think I want to stay here without my lab? Without my clones? Without my life's work?"

You could feel the tension rising as each harbinger began to question the doctor. You knew they didn't really get along in game... but it was frightening to actually view it in real life.

I'm starting to feel sorry for the fatui underlings who have to pretend they don't hear anything...

As they continued to argue, you began to notice where exactly they had taken you.

The park? It's practically deserted, nothing like how you saw it earlier in your aunt's car. The bird's which once flew for their children hid in their nests, the squirrels hiding in their little burrows for comfort.... It truly was something new.

"Hey comrade! We're talking to you." Childe tapped your forehead.

"You definitely weren't talking to me. You were talking to him." You pointed at Dottore, who's arms were crossed.

Although, now that you're paying attention, somethings noticeably wrong. The Harbingers all don't look as confident as they once did, they were all looking at you, some had hopeful expressions whilst some glared at you.

"We definitely were." Sandrone scoffed.

Next to Dottore's feet was a crushed compass... wait, did he destroy his gadget?? How the hell were they going to leave Teyvat without it?

Hold on, isn't that a good thing? That means they can't take me to Teyvat... but it also doesn't change me being held hostage...

Also what happened to the police? They left as fast as they came!

"Stop leaving us." A harbinger clicked their fingers in front of your face. "The Director asked you a question."

"..." You stared at him in confusion, due to you not hearing the question and being too scared to ask him to repeat.

He simply sighed, and realised the context of your conflicted response. "Do you happen to have a house near this area?"

what.

"Of course..." You replied quietly. You had a feeling you knew where this was going, and it wasn't going somewhere you found favourable.

"Guide us to your home, any tricks will not be tolerated."

Are you kidding me? I'm not taking them to my house!

"Do I have the right to refuse due to privacy?" You asked after pretending to think about it.

"No." All the harbingers replied at the same time.

Great.

... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ...

You unlocked the front door of your parent's house with frantic thoughts. Good thing you were gifted an extra set of keys for your 16th birthday a couple years ago...

Fortunately, you hadn't encountered anyone who recognised the harbingers. Unfortunately, however, the police still hadn't found your new location. You thought they would have thought to track your phone by now, but it seems they haven't...

Is there something stopping them? Or maybe, they're trying to think of a plan to save you?

Let's not think about that right now, right now you have unwanted guests in your house.

"I'm setting some rules." You spoke loudly, causing the whispering schoolgirls to hush.

"Who said you could set rules? Have you forgotten you're not in control once more of your situation?"

"That's where your wrong!" You smiled. "This is my house. Which means I am in control here. That's just how it works, sorry!"

"What sort of bullshi--"

"We understand." Pierro nodded. "What rules do you plan to set? As long as they are equal I will not stop you."

"First of all, my bedroom is off limits." You glared. "This is because it's a special place for me, and I don't want it to be ruined by Fatui Harbingers whose manners are that of a barbarian."

Of course, you weren't going to tell them the real reason was because of the embarrassing merchandise and a certain Childe pillow and whale plush on your bed.

"Understandable." Dottore glared at Pantalone, who simply shrugged with a playful smile.

"What? I routinely check your lab for good reasons you know."

"Secondly," You shushed the millionare. "Don't fucking break anything or take apart a piece of technology in this house. Any questions must go to me."

"Who do you take me for?" Sandrone crossed her arms.

"Weren't you the one talking about taking apart the giant machinery in the restaurant earlier?"

She stayed quiet.

"Where's the fun in that Decider? How do you suppose I understand this world if you won't let me investigate?" Dottore whined, picking up the TV remote he found next to him.

"You ask, like a normal person."

"How normal do you think I am?" He argued back pressing buttons on the remote with confusion.

"This can't possibly control a weapon, there's too many buttons..." He muttered to himself.

"That's a remote control for the TV. Well, since you'll probably want the full name: the television." You said, snatching the remote out of Dottore's hands and pressing the power button.

The TV lit up, and showed a woman introducing the news of the previous day.

"Woah! That's so cool!" Childe swooned, walking directly in front of it.

"Don't stand so close!... Oh my god, I sound like my mother." You shuddered at the end.

"What exactly does it do?" Pantalone questioned, slightly smiling whilst taking a seat on the sofa.

"One, I didn't say you could make yourself at home. Two, it displays what you want it to display. It's a type of monitor, meaning it's programmed to be connected to whatever you want it to connect it to."

"I don't follow..."

"Alright," You sighed. "This Television screen displays the programming in this little box." You guided the harbingers.

"This remote control guides the programming to show what you want to see at a point in time. For example, if I didn't want to see this woman talking, I go to the menu where I can see all the channels and choose what I want to see! Or, if you know the specific number for that channel you want to watch, you input it using these buttons."

"Like a performance on a stage!" Columbina giggled, her hands clapping with glee.

"Not exactly, but if that helps you understand I suppose the idea works."

"This is genius." Dottore hummed in delight. "But you're absolutely terrible at explaining. Let me try."

Dottore then scrolled down the list you demonstrated, he squinted his eyes at the words... almost as if he couldn't understand them. He then pressed on a random channel which almost seemed coincidental.

"Oh please don't click on that one, I'm squeamish." You sighed, covering your eyes when watching him click on it anyway.

"Dottore get that disgusting surgery off of the... the... thing!"

"The screen." You reminded Sandrone.

"That's right! The screen!"

Finally done! Updates will begin to slow down once again as school holiday's are almost over and stress begins... No need to fear, I won't stop working on this.

Little unrelated note: I HATE THE DESERT. I wanted to finish it before I move to Fontaine but it's taking me forever 😭😭

Please don't expect too many happy, nice and generally fluffy scenes.

This is Yandere, a genre which should never, under any circumstance be considered normal. It's abusive, unhealthy and leads to a lot of victims facing awful conditions which they never should or ever have to endure no matter who they are.

This is fiction that I'm writing, meaning it's all taken light-heartedly IN A FICTIONAL SENSE.

If anyone, by chance, is currently in conditions where a loved-one or yourself has suddenly become distant and/or being hurt when away from eyes please get help. Talk to them, or if it's you, talk to someone you know you can trust.

If you can't talk to anyone, find authorities who can help you. Call 999, as it is in the U.K, or your local emergency service. They will always help you, and will never deny your rights or freedom.

Thanks for reading this, I hope all who's reading knows this information already, but I thought I'd include it since who knows when it comes to where you are in the world and whether your education programs taught critical information like this.

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ithinkinggenshin · 2 years

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Masterlist

Please tell me something has been tagged wrong

Note: A lot of my fics don't use pronouns for readers, (I mark if pronouns are used in the warnings), gender indicators are more to indicate what kind of body parts are described.

Note: some fics have been flagged by tumblr so they'll be naturally hidden unless you allow for mature content.

Currently flagged:

Possessive Sex + Breeding w/Yae Miko

More How You Fuck Genshin Women - Characters: Mona, Hu Tao, Yun Jin, Kuki Shinobu, Yoimiya

How You Fuck Genshin Women - Characters: Jean, Amber, Lisa, Eula, Rosaria, Ningguang, Beidou, Yelan, Ganyu, Keqing, Shenhe, Ei, Yae Miko, Kujou Sara, Ayaka, Kokomi, Signora, The tsaritsa

Look What You Did to Me - Yae Miko, The Raiden Shogun (Ei), Hu Tao, Eula x Fem!Reader

How Genshin women fuck you - Amber, Beidou, Eula, Ganyu, Jean, Ayaka, Keqing, Sara, Lisa, Ningguang, Ei, Rosaria, Kokomi, Shenhe, Yae Miko x Fem!reader

5+ Women:

Female Reader

How You Fuck Genshin Women - Jean, Amber, Lisa, Eula, Rosaria, Ningguang, Beidou, Yelan, Ganyu, Keqing, Shenhe, Ei, Yae Miko, Kujou Sara, Ayaka, Kokomi, Signora, The tsaritsa x Fem!reader

Warnings: SMUT, oral sex, sex toys, cock mentioned, BDSM, painplay, dom/sub dynamics, virginity loss

More How You Fuck Genshin Women - Mona, Hu Tao, Yun Jin, Kuki Shinobu, Yoimiya

Warnings: SMUT, degradation, use of toys, blackmail mentioned, exhibition kink, reader's body is vague

How Genshin women fuck you - Amber, Beidou, Eula, Ganyu, Jean, Ayaka, Keqing, Sara, Lisa, Ningguang, Ei, Rosaria, Kokomi, Shenhe, Yae Miko x Fem!reader

Warnings: Reader is referred to as a girl, Smut, fem pronouns, bondage, temperature play, degration, humiliation, pet play, breeding kink, size kink, power play, daddy kink, electro stimulation, use of sex toys, manipulation

2-4 Characters:

Gender Neutral Reader

Messed Up Messy Love - Ei, Yae Miko, Ayaka x reader (pt. 2 for Ei) (pt. 2 for Yae Miko)

Warnings: Angst, abandonment, implied cheating, hurt/comfort/hurt, swearing, death, bloody nose, imprisonment, possessiveness, grammar errors

Make You Come Back - Ei, Yae Miko x reader

Warnings: extremely vanilla smut (yae’s part), hurt/comfort

Blurb: Ceo Yae Miko x reader - Gamer Ei x reader

Warnings: violence and blood, Both have cocks

Female Reader

You've been maid - Yae Miko, Ei, Jean, Ningguang x Fem!Reader

Warnings: swearing, master/servant scenario, teasing, horny pining (nothing explicit), not proof read

Her Maid - Shenhe, Kujou Sara, Lisa x Fem!Reader

Warnings: fem pronouns for reader, implied smut- nothing explicit, shocking, master/servant dynamics

hickey prank - Hu Tao, Ei, Yae Miko, Shenhe x Fem!Reader

Warnings: lots of implied nsfw but nothing explicit (under the cut just in case), possessive behavior, Shenhe is homicidal and kills a lot of monsters, branding

Look What You Did to Me - Yae Miko, The Raiden Shogun (Ei), Hu Tao, Eula x Fem!Reader

Warnings: SMUT, A/B/O dynamics, anal sex, girls with cocks, breeding kink, somnophilia, knotting

Individual One Shots

Gender Neutral Reader

The best day of your her life - Yandere!Yunjin x Reader

Warnings: mild yandere themes and a tiny bit of blood mentioned

How She Takes You Away - Yandere!Shenhe x Reader

Warnings: Yandere, Possessive behavior, blood, vague description of homicide, improper grammar/punctuation

Possessive Sex + Breeding - yae miko x Reader

Warnings: SMUT, breeding, female cock, exhibitionism, degradation, bdsm, sex toys

Bully? - Yae Miko x reader

Warnings: Angst, slight manipulation/bullying

Female Reader

Waiting. - Possessive!Rosaria x Fem!Reader

Warnings: SMUT, Possessive behavior, manipulation, dubious consent, not proof read

Hu Tao Smut - Hu Tao x Fem!Reader

Warnings: SMUT, dubcon, bdsm, pain kink, possessive behavior, degradation, sex toys, incorrect characterization

Daddy - Jean x Fem!Reader

Warnings: SMUT, Daddy kink, Degradation, dumbification, reader has a vagina, Jean has a cock

The Captain's Captain- Beidou x Fem!Reader

Warnings: SMUT, fingering, simping

At Her Service - Yae Miko x Fem!Reader

Warnings: SMUT, Breeding, Pet play, BDSM, Public humiliation, public use, manipulation, marking, degradation, not proof read

Miscellaneous Yae Miko Smut concepts - Yae Miko x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Fem Pronouns for reader, SMUT, blackmail, teacher x student, semi-public sex, manipulation, toxic Yae, puke mentioned, grammar errors

Yae Miko’s tails - Yae Miko x Fem! Reader

Warnings: Smut, Knotting, predator/prey dynamics

Your Giant Girlfriend - Ei x Fem! Reader

Warnings: SMUT, ei has a cock, size kink, womb fucking, electro stimulation

Belonging to her - Jealous!Ei x Fem!Reader

Warnings: SMUT, electro stimulation, jealousy

Fucking and Breeding Ei - Sub!Ei x Fem!reader

Warnings: SMUT, Reader has a cock and boobs

No Fandom Fics

Dom Pov - GN!Dom x Fem!Sub

Warnings: Fem pronouns for the sub, oral sex, mention of BDSM, possessive dom

Screenwriting - One Page Treatment Story - Fem!OC x Fem!OC

Warnings: Angst

Fics For Friends:

A fic for kujou'sgf - Kujou Sara x fem!reader

Warnings: SMUT, pain play, blood, knife play, bdsm, aphrodisiacs, dubcon

In their clutches care - Kujou Sara x Fem!Reader x Ren Pingsheng

Warnings: Literally everything

#masterlist #genshin x reader

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themology · 2 years

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childe x gn!fatui!reader x implied!la signora. “only time will tell”

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notes: follows the events of the new teaser with it's own little tale, do i like childe or signora enough to write for them? no, did i randomly had a fic idea while cleaning my desk and decided to write this immediately and impulsively after the trailer blew up in every social media platform i have? yes, enjoy.

summary: only time could tell anything about to befall in the lives of those who continued to live, waves of unexpected events and others that are not. but the young harbinger had been desperate, he had waited for so long, time will no longer tell him what to do or when to wait, he needed you. he wants you.

warnings / contains: maybe angst, yearning, childe has a yandere-ish behaviour but it’s nothing too bad, non mutual pining, unrequited love, you're fatui but not a harbinger the fic will explain it lol, not proofread we die like rosalyne

pairing: childe x gender neutral!fatui!reader x implied!unrequited!la signora.

word count: 2798+ words, at least 4 minute read.

"we are gathered here today to remember our dear comrade"

the zapolyarny palace is as cold as it could get, it was cold, it has always been cold, and this specific event upheld in this place did not made it any better, the presence of the harbingers with you did not helped one bit, and though humans emanate their own bodily heat in order to survive the harsh climate of your nation, it's ironic to say that there is not a single human in the palace before you... structured and forged by coldness and brutality, there is no humanity in the ghostly air,

"in honor of her sacrifice, all work should halt for half a day as the nation mourns her passing"

you sighed harshly ( but silently in order to bring no attention of your presence ) as the harbingers pantalone and arlecchino engage in a meaningless fight about what is right or wrong, for who is brave and a coward, remembering to take note of their foolishness in the middle of such an event.

"rosalyne died in a foreign land..."

"─always with a convenient excuse to remain in the comfort of your homeland..."

"...you couldn't hope to understand"

"so why don't you keep your mouths shut."

clearly, they do not have a single respect for each other, clearly, they do not care about rosalyne, clearly, they're not a tad bit loyal to the tsaritsa, only loyal to their own desires and nothing more, it was plausible enough to state that you could almost see through them, as you stand behind their shadows and observe everything, as if you were one with the darkness and it is one with you, as if you were the night itself.

when the news of rosalyne's death reached your ears you were certain that the ice around you had elevated in a much more brutal temperature, whenever you rose to your feet, you felt like the darkness is swallowing you whole, your legs were wobbly, as brittle as a frail stick, but you managed to reach the quarters of the tsaritsa, only having to realise that she had known about the news already, and with an expression as sad and sultry as yours, she had requested for you to visit the funeral in her behalf,

you are not a harbinger yourself, you don't have a certain place in their ranks as someone who serves the majesty,

but you had forced yourself to at least come into the light in such an unfortunate happening, out of all the meetings and forums that had been hosted in this place, it had to be the funeral of your beloved... and it was too late to wish that you would rather spent hours listening to their meaningless diplomatic chitchats... you wished you never get to bid your good bye to the woman in the already closed casket, sealed away to oblivion, never to be opened, to be kept forever, left to tarnish until the linings of gold in her coffin fades away into nothing.

you remembered that the tsaritsa smiled, a pitiful smile, saying that rosalyne would've had loved you, and that she truly did, and you almost hated her for it... knowing that such creature as yourself can never be capable of love, only capable of depending on it, depending on it's factors and how it affected you ( maybe ), but you chose not to care anyways. you had been in the presence of rosalyne for as long as you had remembered, and whatever you had felt with your days with her was anything but despise and loathe.

the cryo archon had created a child out of ice, snow and starlight to perform her orders; you were meant for revenge... at least, that's what you know for yourself, and that's what people had addressed you, and you bring your glory, your existence, her orders with your eyes glowing bright with the blue flame of vengeance your 'mother' has implanted in you, bringing agony to those deserving and not.

how should you know about black and white when you aren't exactly taught about it, you rarely had time to spend your days with the cryo archon as if you were actually family, as if she was a mother and you were a child... of course, you know about the black of the night and the white of your mothers hair, the black of crows and the whites of clouds, but how should you know that in the snowflake crusted chest of your mother is a black heart pounding?

you were blinded, sure, and you do not care, and even if you wished to oppose her, you have nowhere to go, you are no match for the archon who sits in a throne of icicles with a cold, powerful demeanor, you had been hated by everyone in every corner of teyvat, not only were you a fatui but you were the closest to ever be associated with the very archon who wished to put destruction to everything... people will not treat you kindly with your associations

...and though your heart was as soulless and black as it can get, hidden beneath the garments of coat white frost and million moras fur hood, you had always loved rosalyne, even though her hurt is buried deep for another.

rostam... was it? at least they are together now, even though it would be a hard swallow to pill knowing that you are all alone now.

the harbinger columbina had stopped her soft humming as soon as you finally stepped out of the shadows and into the light after their meaningless discussions that you could not afford to care about... all the harbingers had stopped what they were doing, probably too wary to the anything stupid in front of you,

and that's when childe had caught a glimpse of your form just as you did to his just before, when he ushered that putting up a fight in such place and in such event will be a fruitless, meaningless activity... your lips were written in a straight line, eyes heavy with a hint of despair and annoyance dancing around your dull irises as the harbingers shivered at the sight of your presence among them.

you placed a hand at the top of where rosalyne was now sleeping, hopefully in peace and prosperity, where the anger inside her had died down and where she was finally calm... you fought the urge to even move a muscle in your face to contort a sadden expression or a salty tear, you know well there is no place in snezhnaya to mourn, and even though the harbingers had known of your association with the fair lady, they chose not to say anything, understanding that you, visiting this place was well served and justified... childe had known of it all, he knew how hard it is for you,

"continue whatever you wish to speak, let this end immediately." you demanded, because you could not take another hour in this sorrowful place. bringing a cold stare towards childe who was already looking at your figure, he said nothing as he continued to stare,

"let every worthy sacrifice be carved in ice, and with this nation endure for all time"

"in the name of their majesties, we will seize authority from the gods..."

you all bowed your head in respect even though childe continued to eat at your presence as if he was a hungry man and you were a meal, it was obvious he was staring at you, he was three bodies from where you were and it's easy to spot where his eyes were, though, he doesn't not care,

he had seen you before, obviously, but it was rare to see you once again after your little meetings, they all meant the same thing anyways, it's for the nation's well being and for the job that has to be done, and not for his own selfish desire, not for him to have you just for a little while, just to get to know you better or even touch you, it kills him to not be able to be beside you,

a part of him wish he hadn't met you at all, because since then he had grown fond of the idea of having you by his side despite all the consequence that he could face and all the heartbreaks, you were irresistible, too much of a temptation, he couldn't control himself... you love the person he despised even though he knew she doesn't love you back, and he could only be a bit pitiful... and more angry for treating you in such a manner,

you should've been loved, should've been cared for, and he knows he can be the only one to do that for you, and if there are others to do so, let the archons damn them... you are only his.

with him, he'd give you the entirety of teyvat if that's what it takes to make you happy, to shrink everything as if they're meaningless, nothing, only to be in the palm of his calloused, war torn hands, to offer to you, he had touched you once, your hands, skin to skin, and probably it was a way as if a portion of his soul seeped through his flesh, and bones, and skin to tangle with yours, childe knows, and is certain that you were meant to be his just like how he would give himself to you,

he just doesn't know how...

and that angers him a lot, to be close to you and yet you're too far away, it makes his blood boil, he wants to take all of his anger out, but to who anyways? it can never be you, no... he wouldn't lay a violent hand on you. it's not like he can in the first place, it's not like he had the strength, no, never.

as everything died down and bid their good byes to each other and you, childe watched in the shadows as you slumped to the ground, in the same position that columbina was before as you trailed your hands on the coffin...

and as silent as you could master, you let out a small whimper to cry, and that's something that childe should've treasured if he did not care about you, because seeing such powerful and noble identity who is as powerful as the god he worships be vulnerable is something that he rarely sees, you are almost naked to him, showing who you truly were at that moment,

but he cares, and he couldn't afford to see you in despair, so instead of just waiting for you outside to think of a way to start a conversation once you stepped out of the palace, childe hopes that he got to approach you in the right time as he silently made his way towards you,

you paused, sparing a harsh glance to his way when you heard footsteps... before it softened, knowing well who it was, and that made him smile despite not actually showing... that even if he may be invisible to the other harbingers, treating him like a meaningless ghost because of being a newcomer in their noble ranks, he wasn't invisible to you,

"you shouldn't see me in a state like this."

you stated, not moving from your former position as you met your eyes with his, and he simply nodded, indicating that he knows, and that he doesn't care, you'd still be beautiful despite being in the most difficult situation...

in the moments of somber, and despite being sober, your mind was in daze, and after not knowing what to do to calm yourself, you decided to just drink in his presence, he was like an anchor from illusion to reality, it might've take a few months to know that he might be the only harbinger that you actually favoured. you drank in his orange hair and red exterior, the way he was not hard to overlook for being the only... possibly warm person in the room, childe could see it in your eyes, the way you may have possibly admired him in this moment, and he wishes to treasure it.

you let out a small sigh as you removed your hands from the coffin to place it on your lap, childe simply watches your every move,

"i wished she got to see the world she desired."

stated you as you looked down, hair falling in your face as childe decided to not throw whatever chance he had to the ditch,

the red haired harbinger placed a gentle hand on your chin as he lifted your face and eyes up to look at his own irises, he smiled softly in the process, not too much, just a comfortable looking grin on his face,

"we will make that world, together."

you and me, together.

just us.

you were not alone now, at least.

you blinked your tears away a few times, but when childe decided to help, you allowed him, one hand resting on your cheeks to stabilise you and one hand to wipe your tears away, you clutched the other hand back, enjoying the warmth of his gloved hand, you simply stared at him as he cared for you... with him, you will not spare a single drop of tear, or blood... he'll make sure of that.

when you decided to stand up after all of it he stood with you, holding your hands to his tightly, but not forgetting to be gentle, to guarantee that you wouldn't fall back to your knees to mourn some more... he will not let you, his insides ached seeing you suffer.

as you said your one last good bye to the only woman you had ever loved, childe hoped, wishes that this is the time where you spare your hello, to him, a new, fresh beginning, to him and only him...

and finally, you would be able to feel the warmth of a real lover, not one of frost and black lace and heartless deeds... he'd let you feel a warmth warmer than the fire around you, a fire burning inside him, as red as his hair, as red as the blood in his hands that he'll not be bothered to have in order to be with you,

just like what he was doing now, carefully removing the red scarf he wore to place it to you carefully as you watched him in question, he does not answer, and you wished to not question anything else, closing your eyes as you finally felt genuine warmth.

he had waited, a long burdensome time...

childe had enough.

you took his hand when he offered to guide you outside, away from all the bad things in that place, hoping that maybe, you'll leave a certain part of you in this place where you had loved and cared for rosalyne, in this place where it will be locked away and to never be felt again, like a glass shard in an already broken window to never be placed or glued on it again so that not cracks would spread...

childe will mend every broken thing you have it that's what it takes, or maybe he would just accept you as who you are, broken, damned, or not,

and so that all your attention is on him now, only his, your gaze, your body, everything that is yours only for him... you wiped the remaining ghostly tears that was placed on your face, knowing well that in a world of continuous cruelty and battle, there is no place to mourn, you had a job to do, a lifetime purpose.

childe had been waiting, now's the time.

though time was a godless thing, he will not allow such entity to be a god for himself, and though he had travelled far and wide to choose which god to pray, whether it should be the god in the air in mondstadt, or a certain funeral assistant in liyue, or the thunderous god that ended your once beloved's life... to ask for blessing or protection, to wish to curse or damn those around him...

time will not be one of them, he will be no slave.

he will no longer beg, no longer clasp his hands together as he stares far and far away and into the starless sky just to have you, in the many sleepless nights of his... soon he'd sleep without a care in a world and drift to dreamland with you by his side, in his bed, in his home, in his sheets, in your arms.

you will be his, as he is in the possession of yours, and time will not tell, not anymore, only his control, and his command, and his sheer power... he looks back, and smiles a cruel smile as you clutched his warm hand on the way out of the large doors, he clutches to yours back.

even though this may be the saddest day of your existence, it's different for him.

'we will make that world, together.'

you will be his.

additional notes: this was nice, i might do a second part where it's smut and childe confesses yk yk.

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heartandheadlists · 8 months

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Tsaritsa Masterlsit

Yandere!Tsaritsa X Reader Gender Neutral Reader who is the Tsaritsa's beloved and how she treats them.

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takalzuoom · 2 years

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JUST BRAIN FARTED IN CLASS ABOUT GENSHIN CULT AHHH

LIKE SORRY ITS NO PROOFREAD CAUSE I GOTTA WRITE THIS AND ACTUALLY DO A PROJECT BUT WNOUGH MY MESSY THOUGHT PROCESS AND THE TSARTIA BEING ABSOLUTELY YANDERE CLSLELSLWLDLD

as i’m doing the tags i realized it’s a lot darker than i had originally thought

snezhnaya forever <3

CW : yandere themes, mentions of death, blood, implied torture, imposter au, manipulation by: tsartia,

idk if this classifies as SAGAU or not, so i’ll let you decide

GRRRR SNEZHNAYA BELIEVING READER ABOUT THEM BEING THEIR CREATOR AND THEM WORSHIPING YOU AS YOU ALSO TAKE REVENGE ON THE CHARACTERS THAT HURT YOU

(you don’t call it that, but la signora shows up to their board meeting with a slide show presentation titled ‘creator’s revenge’)

it goes exceptionally well and she’s expecting a raise by the end of the month

maybe a few of the characters that practically beat you half to death finally understand that the person was an imposter and just- drowned by guilt.

more like they do the hilichirl test and they attack with SO much anger that- yeah. somethings definitely not right

but it’s too late and you ran off. abandoning tevyat as you close snezhynaya’s borders so no one can enter- they gotta have passports and other identification so only your people are allowed in cause you’re PISSED AT ALL OF TEVYAT

also highkey hurt #brocken

WATCH AS ITS LIKE- LA SIGNORA WHO FINDS YOU TOO- CAUSE YOU’D THINK SHE’D KILL YOU CAUSE HELLOOOO- you’re an ‘ imposter’ and the fatui are menaces

but she sees you with the hilichurls and slimes and she just knows

takes you back to tsartia who you pass out in front of because of fear. but like idk if they’ll secretly do tests to see if it’s you cause on one hand, they don’t wanna disrespect you if you are- on the other hand they’ll kill you immediately if you aren’t.

but they just know.

and you have gold, shimmering blood. and they immediately know. istg i see them probably trying to take down the other countries more because of what they did to you. like YOURE MISSING AN EAR AND PINKY.

IF THEY WERE YOUR WORSHIPPERS WHY WOULD THEY BELIEVE SOME PHONY.

Skipping to you and the imposter meeting with some harbingers with you and the archons with them, you cut yourself to show your ‘authenticity’ and the other refuses.

and ofc the fatui gets suspicious so childe skims their arm with an arrow and behold. red blood.

when i tell you all of tevyat is HORRIFIED. LIKE THE LIYUE QUXING SPRINTS TO THE OTHER AND JUST DRAGS THEM AWAY.

you stop them, taking a bag from childe and place it over their head before turning around.

i fucking know venti goes to grab you to which he’s met with a fierce fire whip from la signora who SEETHS at him for even touching you with his filthy, sinner hands. and how you are to take a bath immediately when you get home.

like imagine the all powerful archons begging for forgiveness. and which yeah, you do step in front of them only to slap them, hard individually.

ACTUALLY NO- YOU DONT EVEN GIVE THEM THE CURTASY OF DOING IT YOURSELF- having the tastria freeze them, on the sand in sorching heat ( you knows she’s that powerful)

and having the 3 harbingers we know just slap them. nicely, cause we were taught manners. you bid them goodbye forever, and that you’re abandoning tevyat forever and that no amount of forgiveness will ever cleanse their sins

(you got that part for the tsartia herself)

mans you walk away with the rest of the fatui, maybe even the people from khaenri’ha cause ik they got spidey senses.

and the FATUI AND TSARTIA JUST FUCKING SMIRK AT THE REST OF TEVYAT’S DESPAIR RIDDEN AURAS

they don’t even look human. more like skeletons as the tsartia is going to have to thank scaramouche for the whole idea of the fake you.

yes you were mortally wounded and that will stick with them for the rest of their lives. but at least you were able to see how capable she was!

how devoted she and the fatui-snezhnaya as a whole were. they welcomed you with open arms. as she can finally have you to herself. the ultimate power move to take control of tevyat was taking away you, their creator.

but more importantly, the people of snezhnaya can worship you in peace. can worship you in the FLESH. WHAT GREATER HONOR IS THERE? you created her and everyone who lives and you’ll be staying with her. in her palace as she rains tyrannical over tevyat.

promising false wishes of your forgiveness.

she’ll be drunk off power and you. her god. her reason for breathing. god she hopes you’re proud of her and all she’s done. you have no idea how hard it was to gain this much power. she wonders if you’re impressed. if you’ll keep her… close to you at all times.

she could give less of a shit if someone wasn’t from snezhnaya.

and if you want to travel she grows upset cause why were you leaving! they’re devils, MONSTERS out there for what they’ve done to you.

she’s afraid that you’ll see the crumbling economic stances and help them cause you were just so kind.

and she fears most that you’ll forgive those- those HEATHENS for what they’ve done to you. so she keeps spilling lies in your ears about what’s been happening.

how they’re thriving more than ever now that you’re gone.

but you still wish to see.

who knows. maybe you’ll be a forgiving god and help them?

or maybe when you disguise yourself as a common folk with a few harbingers as bodyguards (y’all wearing cloaks)

and they still treat you with such cruelty no one would ever think about bestowing upon an animal.

ITD BE SO FUNNY IF IT KEEP REPEATING AS THE FATUI ARE JUST WATCHING AMUSED AS THEY PULL THEIR AMBASSADORS FROM EACH NATION.

the ones who get captured happily give their lives to you as they know the horrors these things would do if you gave them another chance, just for their life. you were just so kind.

but i’m so invested in this and like- AH HEAVY ANGST AND EVEN HEAVIER REVENGE MWAH MWAH I LOVE IT.

oh to be the tsarita’s darling god✋😩

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lemonadeinaglass · 2 years

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Night's Wonders

Notes: Hiii it's my first time writing & posting a fanfic so sorry in advance if she's not "in-character" since there's still a lot of unknown info abt her and so this is my interpretation of her and if there's no coherent plot in this bc I wrote this at 3 am while suffering from toothache 😭😭😭 BWAHAHAHAHAHAHSHA anyways, I saw a bunch of Yan!Tsaritsa fanfics here on tumblr and decided to hop on the train ASFGHKGJLUPM there's just something hot about the way genshin writers wrote her like- damn shawty if u ever need a chair I'm right here my queen also I named her Czarina cuz y not :DDD also if you find any mistakes pls feel free to correct me tysm!!!

Night's Wonders (Gender neutral reader x Yandere Tsaritsa)

—In which The Tsaritsa tries to pinpoint the reason and the start of her eternal love, or rather, the everlasting obsession she feels towards you.

Warning; Yandere Tsaritsa, Implications of kidnapping

It didn't matter when or where it started. All the god knew was that she was in love, or if what she feels can still be called love.

"Your eyes are so beautiful…"

Perhaps that's where it all started.

That damned sentence was what made her fall, and fall hard she did.

For despite the fact that her eyes were ones of a cold-blooded murderer, a certain someone still managed to find beauty in its depths colder than the harshest winters this world has ever faced.

"I will always be here if you ever need me, Czarina."

Or maybe this phrase is the one that started it all?

The assurance that she'll always have the warmest of embrace to rely on did wonders to her lonely mind, extensively holding on to the promise of everlasting tranquility and warmth in the hands of the woman's companion.

"I love you, Czarina."

Ah.

But this might be where it all started spiralling downwards?

The day her companion realized the affections they held towards the God of Cryo. Strange, but for some reason, it comforts the god that her beloved fell in love with Czarina herself, and not the mask of the archon she walks around with.

It brings her joy and warmth knowing she can be relaxed and tranquil without any worries beside the one she holds dear the most.

"I'm sorry Czarina, but I have to go…"

What?

She was leaving her.

She was leaving her behind, after promising to always be there for the god. Had they been a liar? Did the woman do something wrong to deserve such a harsh punishment?! Tell her! Tell her what it is that made you so upset to warrant a farewell?!

No. She can't— she won't let this happen!

"You belong here in Snezhnaya with me, my love. There is no changing that fact."

That's what she said to you the day of your supposed departure.

Because that's the truth. Your only rightful place is by her side, ruling all over Snezhnaya, and soon, all over Celestia.

She can't help it if your voice, more enchanting than that of a songstress, is the one that silenced the embroiled turbulence in her mind,

How your eyes, brighter than the stars glimmering above, look at her in nothing but pure kindness and adoration,

Or how your touch, warmer than the spring sun, soothes the turmoils and battles of her frosted heart.

And now, as she looks at your peaceful visage in slumber, she mused…

"When did it all start?"

But that is a query to ponder for another day. For now, the Tsaritsa will enjoy the quiet respite offered by the blanket of the night…

Before she inevitably goes back to facing the harsh and complicated reality of what she took away from her darling lover.

"Czarina?"

"Shhh… Go back to sleep, my dear…"

"O-Okay… Good night Czarina."

"I love you, (Y/N)."

However, at the end of the day, The Tsaritsa believes that everything's worth it and fair when it comes to them, her love, her warmth, and her sunlight.

fin.

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merakiui · 3 years

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Half-Off Love

yandere!scaramouche x (gender neutral) reader art credit - kentasha1236 on twt cw: yandere, nsfw, unhealthy behaviors/relationship, gold-digging, implied yandere!childe note - thank you so much for 600 followers! o(≧∇≦o) I’ll work hard!

It’s strange. There’s no other adjective to describe the situation you’ve found yourself in.

The ring slides itself onto your steady finger and it’s a miracle your discomfort doesn’t show. Your eyes struggle to meet his, but when they do you’re searching for a reason—for a meaning behind such a generous gift. You’ve witnessed this scene plenty of times before, having scoffed at the couples who decide to take their relationship to the next level. Whether it be in Mondstadt or Liyue, you’ve watched your fair share of angelic proposals. Although this is far from a proposal—at least, you hope it’s not a proposal. You’d feel powerless to decline if Scaramouche put you in such a position, and you’re almost certain he’s aware of this.

But the main thing—you now realize—that’s holding him back is your status and his relationship with you. It’s nothing special, just mere physical attraction rather than the emotional hindrances that come with real, heart-racing love. There’s nothing wholesome in the way you regard one another; it’s just sex.

“Do you like it? I made sure to find only the highest quality gemstone for you.”

And yet when he performs this caring charade, it doesn’t feel like loveless copulation.

Ew, you think, plastering a smile to your face. Since when was Scaramouche so concerned with materialistic signs of affection? He’s far from loving; he’s just pent-up, frustrated from his rigorous job as a Harbinger and so he decides to use you as a means of coping. He almost sounds like Childe with his ineffective flirting methods. You’ve received your fair share of spoils from him as well, and you’ve done everything you could to cull that relationship before it grew out of hand. But now you’re stuck with the lesser side of the coin: another troublesome Fatui Harbinger.

If you didn’t know any better, you might think to chase after Signora or Dottore next. Maybe you’ll aim for the Tsaritsa Herself if you’re especially daring. After all, your life has been nothing but deceit and faux pleasures; there’s little value to a liar’s life. If the Archons wish for your swift end, you’re positive it’ll be a result of your insatiable greed.

“It’s lovely. The color matches my eyes.”

It doesn’t, but you lie about it anyways. And he looks pleased to hear your approval.

“Then perhaps I should get you a bracelet as well? Or would you prefer something with a little more use, such as a pocket watch?”

Why don’t you just lock me up with a collar instead? you think bitterly, already keen on pawning the ring off once the initial luster fades. Since you’re so eager to buy these things for me in hopes that I’ll return. It’s annoying.

“This is more than enough. I don’t want you to spend a fortune on me.” There’s a sweet lilt in your voice as your hand cups his cheek, and he leans into your warm touch, starved of the affection like a stray mutt. ”I only need you per our agreement. You do remember what that is, right?”

He’d be caught dead bending to the desires of someone so insignificant, but he just can’t stay away. Not when your every word is intoxicating poison he’ll readily ingest.

“I’m aware." There’s a sigh in his tone as he pulls away, almost as if he wants to simply sit there and indulge in playful conversation. As if he actually wants to familiarize himself with the real you. But that emotion doesn’t last for long and an irritated expression crawls onto his handsome face as he silently recalls something.

You’re slipping your silks off with grace, curiously tracking his movements. “You look upset. Was it because of what I said?”

“Of course not. You could never upset me.”

Until you get bored of me.

When you cast your robes aside, reaching for Scaramouche’s elaborate outfit, you murmur, “Let me guess. It was that traveler again, wasn’t it? I’m not sure why you’re so hung up on them.” A whimper leaks into your voice and you fix him with a pout. “I’m sad you’d think of others when I’m right here. Aren’t I the only one you need?”

It’s ironic how quickly that line hooks him, dragging him up from the murkiest depths of love that has skewed into obsession. When you tried it out on Childe, he wasn’t so easily swayed. You find their differences to be invigorating. If the arrangement with Childe was still ongoing, you might’ve considered a threesome, if only to wring more glittering treasures out of the both of them. Mora and jewelry galore, it all goes towards your stockpiled savings. And it’s times like these when you’re lucky to have avoided economic business with the Fatui. Being free of Fatui debt has its perks, a bright miracle in your dark relationships. That’s one less tether to Scaramouche and one less reason to cling to him after you’ve had enough.

He smirks at your forced envy, easily pushing you backwards onto the plush mattress once he’s fully undressed. For a brief moment, he pictures your pliant body sprawled across an office desk while he pounds into you from behind, putting on a lewd show for his leering underlings. There’s something arousing about your secret relationship that has strange ideas formulating within his head. He entertains a simple scheme, one in which he’d shed light on your connection; however, the other side of him wants to keep your existence for himself, where no one will disturb the two of you in your pleasurable endeavors.

Perhaps you would truly belong to him if he were to expose you for the fraud you really are. Oh, the joy of trapping an unsuspecting rat in a corner, with no way out but into his open arms. You’ll hardly have any semblance of a choice, but he knows you’ll choose the option that guarantees another chance at life.

Scaramouche thinks about that as he revels in soft, tantalizing foreplay. He knows you aren’t as dedicated to this relationship as he is and he’s almost certain you’ve got others waiting for you in different parts of Teyvat. He’s just another plaything you’ve picked up for the fun of it. And in these moments where you surrender to his touch, your back arching with avaricious thoughts, you seem to forget about the power he truly wields. The thought that he could suffocate you in this very bed with his love alone should have you taking precautions to cover your vulnerability, but you only have your eyes set on one thing—not exactly minding the outcome so long as it’s monetarily favorable.

And if playing into your covetous hands ensures your weekly arrival, he’ll gladly empty his pockets of spare change.

You don’t like this new side of him. Lately he’s been treating this as if the two of you are lovers: slow, sensual thrusts accompanied with the sweetest of promises. You’ve never really minded the filth he’d moan in your ear and now you wish he’d resort to that instead. Loveless words spoken through the veil of lust—that’s what you want to hear.

He envelops you like a smothering fog, fitting himself snugly inside of your tight hole in an embrace that’s oh so familiar. You aren’t used to such gentle treatment and as he kisses along your collarbone you feel yourself going under, having fallen victim to a Harbinger who is normally so cold-hearted. Perhaps he’s more sensitive than you originally thought. Months ago, you wouldn’t have imagined your relationship would grow into something so uncertain, where emotionless love becomes packaged and bogged down with so much feeling.

His lips ghost over yours and there’s a slight pause in his actions. You turn your head to the side, denying his choking affection before it can drag you further into a spiraling abyss of regret. Annoyance swells in his hazy gaze, but he uses your new position to his advantage.

“It’s cute,” he says in a hushed voice, breath tickling your ear, “how you seem to rid yourself of my gifts as soon as they fall into your hands. I wonder where they’ve gone. Into the harbor? Traded off for food and shelter? Do tell me.”

When his grip on your hip tightens to a threatening degree, you resign yourself, opting to hold your tongue as his pace remains brutally slow. Rather than speaking out of line, you raise your hand to his face, and he clasps your wrist in a forceful hold.

The look in his eyes is far from loving—it’s that same obsessed expression Childe wore. And even if he still searches for you for reasons other than sex, you’re aware there’s no luck where Scaramouche is concerned. You can run from Childe because he’ll allow it—because he adores the chase—but Scaramouche hardly finds delight in a game of cat and mouse. You should’ve expected this. After all, he is just as conniving as the rest, always inventing new ways to track down and eradicate that peculiar traveler. Of course he would know about how you handle his presents when he isn’t looking because there’s no denying the stern gazes that would pierce through your backside whenever you went to the market.

"I’d never throw them out like that...” you mumble through another soft moan, hoping he’ll just pick up the pace and be done with you. “Your gifts are priceless.”

And yet the price for your own love is so hefty. If he weren’t Fatui, it might be enough to throw him into lifelong debt.

“Is that so? You seem to put a price on them whenever you visit the marketplace.” His fingers grip your chin, forcing you into an inescapable eye contact. “If you enjoy putting prices on items that you claim are priceless, you won’t mind if I collect a refund for your dishonesty.”

“A...refund?”

Your lustful thoughts evaporate once you realize his pace has become horribly slow, his dick stilling and creating an itch of barely noticeable ecstasy. You wiggle your hips to increase the friction, wanting to get yourself off before his words can sour the mood. Though it’s already spoiled when you recognize the carnal victory shining in his twisted smirk. Your unfortunate fate was sealed the moment you welcomed his company with foolish openness, and you’ve been indebted ever since he decided to spoil you with lavish foods and accessories.

For love that is far from cheap, interest must be paid and your very being makes for the perfect bargain.

It’s weird when he kisses you on your lips rather than on the parts of your body that are normally obscured with delicate cloth. And it’s even weirder when that metaphorical collar binds your throat in a vice. It’s more harrowing than any sort of debt you might’ve garnered and it’s just as inconvenient as his boyish adoration.

Scaramouche doesn’t have to purchase your flimsy, half-off love when it’s already prepackaged and ready for the taking.

“You heard me. A refund is hardly enough punishment for a lying brat, but it will have to suffice for now.”

For now.

Spurred on by his own insinuating threats, he seeks to bruise your very insides with thrusts that are filled with physical vexation rather than the emotional ministrations from before. And since you’re so accustomed to him, your greedy hole eagerly welcomes him.

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yourheart-inmyhands · 16 days

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hiii! I’m currently crying because I really like the Tsaritsa but there’s no content of her! Like anywhere!! I know that you are very busy but please bear with me😅 I’m sorry if I’m bothering you btw 😢

what if Yandere!Tsaritsa has a lover who loves to cause trouble/hates the Fatui. It’s to the point she can’t maintain them, do you think she’ll ask her harbingers for help? Like have the 9th bribe them with money in order to keep them away from going on with their evil villain schemes 😈(just that they’re trapped in the middle of nowhere and don’t have much freedom..) or just have a harbinger check up on the Tsaritsa s’ s/o each once in a while

by the way, I feel like I may come here a lot (I normally do, but I don’t request) so can I be 👛 anon? 🙏🙏 thank you for reading, I know this was trashy (it’s my first time requesting 😭)

Hi i'm sorry it took a bit to get to this, i was worried about not being able to do good enough and wanted to make sure i could do your request justice! if you're still interested in being an anon for my blog i would love to have you :D

Warning: this post contains yandere-themes, including delusional behavior, implied being held against ones will, and other potential topics. Please read at your own risk!

While she isn’t against asking the Harbingers to get you under control, she prefers to handle you herself. The Tsaritsa knew what kind of responsibilities she’d be taking on when deciding she wanted you, and thus she tries to avoid relying on them. At first, she tried to mitigate any negative feelings between you and her Harbingers by having you attend meetings with her, Fatui-related events, and other such things, but she has quickly learned it’s better to leave you in your shared bedroom and deal with any attitude when she returns home.

During times when she has to be away from Zapolyarny palace or outside of Snezhnaya and can’t bring you, she’ll task one of her dear Harbingers with your care. It’s usually Pantalone or Capitano, Pierro is generally too busy, Pucinella is too easy on you, and the others have quirks of their own that she doesn��t hold high faith in.

Long, slim fingers brush through the strands of your hair, tucking back any loose pieces and fixing the parting as she mulls over a thought in her mind. The Tsaritsa knows she has only another hour or so with you before she has to set off again, leaving you in the capable hands of her dear Harbinger Capitano. She hasn’t yet broken the news to you, knowing you’ll pitch a fit that is better dealt with by giving you space to lash out. She’d chosen Capitano this time specifically because you’d been extra testy lately, plotting escapes and trying to fight some of the lower-ranked guards posted outside your door. The large man could take quite a beating and she was hoping he’d be up for the challenge of your care. “My sweet Snowball, I’ve neglected to inform you until this point, but I have to leave Snezhnaya for some time. A minor god has appeared in a nearby nation and sparked trouble, Celestia has requested I step in to assist in handling them.” Her fingers pause in your hair for a moment before pulling away, allowing you a moment to process what she has told you.

As much as she hates to do it, she often lies to you about where she’s going or why she has to be out of Snezhnaya. The Tsaritsa knows of your dislike for the Fatui and their motives, but she cannot simply halt her plan because you are heartbroken over it. Thus, she often will tell you false information, playing the part of the darling Archon that Celestia expects of her, but only in front of you.

Really, she rarely leaves Snezhnaya, often traveling to different parts of her nation to handle difficult tasks that the calloused hands of her Harbingers are not capable of. She has on occasion ventured out of the controlled walls of her nation, daring to visit neighboring ones in search of valuable items or materials, but she prefers to stay in Snezhnaya. While she may be powerful and well capable of defending herself, she sleeps easier at night knowing that you are within the same nation as her.

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yourheart-inmyhands · 8 months

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I know we don't know much about her yet, but would you mind writing for Tsaritsa ? It's alright if you don't want to of course.

aaaaaa this was such a fun one to write! the way i could honestly take this and go on endlessly with it, but for now have this small bit :D

Warning: this post contains yandere-themes, incluidng implied being held against will, delusional behavior, and other potential themes. Please read at your own risk!

Yandere!Tsaritsa would have you locked up in the Zapolyarny Palace constantly, with her dutiful Harbingers keeping a close eye on you. She’d only trust those most loyal to her to watch over you after all. She visits you in her free time, which seems few and far between sometimes. Considering she’s the Cryo Archon, she doesn’t always have free time for her beloved, as much as she wished she would. But rest assured, without fail, every night at exactly 11pm she’ll set all her work aside to be continued in the morning, excusing herself from her office to spend the rest of the night with you. She may not seem it, but she enjoys cuddling with her beloved at night, holding you close to her chest as she lays there contentedly. She herself doesn’t sleep as she has no need for it, but she loves to lay there with you, holding your head close to her chest as her fingers trace over your defining features.

“Oh how it feels to love, my cold, ice plated heart seems to warm in the presence of yours. The way my skin desires to be held against yours, our breathing syncing together as we embrace. Oh how I love the feeling of your love.”

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firegirl888101 · 10 months

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Insatiable Madness (6)

|Sagau Yandere Fatui Harbingers x Reader|

And so they remain in this world for longer than what they planned.

Reader is Gender Neutral!

"What gave you the idea I can tell the future?" You scoffed.

"That doesn't matter! Tell me, do I become the strongest? Does Lord Capitano finally recognise my strength and duel me?" He answered.

"How am I supposed to know? The game isn't even finished, you psychopath!"

"It can't be that far away that even you don't know." He scoffed.

"It's not a question of how far in the future it is, it's whether I can actually answer it or not that matters!"

"Oh, so you do know but you just can't tell me because it would mess with the future! I see..." He muttered to himself.

That is not what I meant.

"Tartaglia leave the poor Decider alone. We've tormented them enough." Pulcinella scolded, prodding his walking stick at the ginger.

"But I need to know!--"

"-And you will learn what you want later, when The Tsaritsa has finished her plans with them." He scolded.

"Come on, boy, I thought I taught you better than this."

"Dottore what is taking so long!? I was promised we wouldn't stay here much longer." Sandrone raised her voice.

Why is that cosplayer so pissy? It's not like she can actually 'traverse back to Teyvat' like she says she can.

"I'm not sure, let me redo my calculations." He replied.

All Sandrone did was groan in response. "Fine! You do your calculations, I'm taking The Decider with me."

"Don't stray too far!" Columbina waved, giggling at The Doctor's increasing speed in shuffling his papers.

You felt her grab you by your restraints and drag you with her, she seemed to be heading behind the counter.

"Now that I have your undivided attention," She coughed into her hand. "Educate me about these beautiful machines this place has!"

"What."

"I have never seen machinery so big and so seemingly illustrious in my lifetime! You simply must report to me which genius created such pleasing creations."

Careful there Sandrone, out of context it sounds like you're describing something else...

"Well..." How were you supposed to explain them? You didn't know how they work, you've never worked a day in your life! You're just a college student with barely passable grades.

"I don't want any hesitancy. Speak now." She glared.

"Uh... This one! This one is used for frying things, the things being chips... They're more commonly known as fries though."

"Ah, I see... And I suppose the liquid in this 'basin' is oil?" She questioned, tracing her hand on the metal.

"It's not a basin, that would be in a bathroom... But yes, it is. I also advise that you don't touch it, it's most likely still hot. Not that I'd mind it burning you..."

"What did you say, you unrisable creature?" She spat, turning to you with a blank gaze.

"Nothing, Sandrone." You sighed. "Now that I answered your question, will you answer one of mine?"

"Of course not. It's also 'Lady Sandrone' to you." She smiled, turning back to the oil with a look of interest.

"So... how does one make and then 'fry' these 'chips' in this machine?"

"Would you like the basics or the very start of the process?" You sighed, you really didn't want to explain that you cut a potato and then clean and so on.

"The very start, just who do you take me for?"

Fantastic. You shouldn't really be picky in this type of situation though.

"You take a potato, clean it then cut it into strips..."

"Important! Thin or thick strips? What's the exact diameter? The length?"

"It depends what type of chips you want, as typical fast food chain's ones are thin like fries they're quite thin and short. Those who get long ones are said to be the luckiest." You explained to her, as she writes everything down on a piece of paper.

"And the diameter?"

"You don't need a specific size, as long as they're somewhat equal they're fine. They're going to be eaten anyway, I don't see why you're making such a big fuss."

She stayed quiet for a moment. "I want them to be perfect."

Nothing is perfect but if I said that she'd get even more pissed off.

"Next, you take your clean cut chips and put them in this basket. You then place the basket with chips in the oil and wait for a certain amount of time for them to cook."

"For how long?" She questioned. "I don't know? I've never personally used one before, I'm just saying what I've seen others do."

...and by 'seen what others do', you mean impatiently peering behind the front desk to see what the workers are up to.

"Useless, and here I thought you were becoming convenient for me." Sandrone scoffed.

"Well, the chips are supposed to be a golden colour so I think that's context enough..." You mumbled.

"And then what? Surely there is more."

"Not really, once they're cooked you put salt on them then eat. Some like to eat them straight away, but I like to add sauce sometimes."

"Excellent, I have written every word of your explanation down. As you provided the least minimal detail possible, you will show me a clear and explained demonstration." She scolded.

"I'm sorry, you want me to use one of these machines to help you with your notes?"

"Precisely." She nodded to herself.

"No." You answered shortly. "I have no idea how to operate one of these machines, what if I set fire to the building?"

That's a bit dramatic, but you don't want to embarrass yourself. Besides, a fire could count as arson and you weren't willing to potentially get yourself to prison with the rest of these lunatics.

"I suppose that is anxiety raising. Especially when I've been ordered to stay out of public eye..." She sighed to herself.

"What a dilemna this situation is. I'll have to take the machine apart and rebuild it once I return to my lab. You will aid me in my endeavour, won't you?" She glared.

She's good at staying in character. It's freaking me out.

"S-Sure..." You stuttered in fear.

"Excellent." She smiled at you once more.

Suddenly, lots of cars could be heard from outside the building. You could tell they were fast as the sounds left as soon as they came.

Oh, please tell me that's help!

"What was--"

"Marionette, bring The Decider now!" Dottore shouted from the other room. "We need to get out of here, they alerted their own soldiers!"

"You did what while under my merciful eye?" She turned to you.

"Sandrone, there's no time to be mad! Get your puppeteering arse over here right now!"

"Ugh."

She dragged you to the rest of the harbingers, who all gave you nasty glares.

"What did you do!?" Signora screamed in your face.

"I called the authorities to arrest you nutcases! You're all delusional and high in the fucking sky if you think you're the actual Fatui Harbingers from a fictional game!"

"Did it ever occur to you that you are currently being held hostage by multiple enemies of yours? You have courage to do such a thing while captured by us." Capitano praises.

"We have circled the entire building! Give the hostage and we will arrest peacefully!" An officer yelled from the front entrance.

Finally! I thought they'd never arrive.

"Dottore what do we do?" Arlecchino shouts at him. "Let's just kill them all again, it worked before didn't it?" Childe grinned.

"Not this time, Tartaglia. Even if we disposed of these soldiers, I am positive more would soon arrive." Capitano stated, unmoving unlike most harbingers.

"So you're saying even if we take care of them, we'll still be outnumbered."

"They're not soldiers, idiots. They're police officers who work for justice." You spat at them.

They all looked at you, silently telling you to shut up then turned back to eachother.

"Listen to me, as I'll only suggest this once." Signora thought outloud. "I'll freeze them with my cryo delusion, then we'll run to a safe place? As much as I'd hate to do that as I'm wearing heels, I believe it's our only option."

"I agree with Rosalyne," The old man coughed. "We need speed and tactiful thinking if we wish to leave this world."

"Signora, I've never known you to be so vague!" Childe laughed at her, looking at Pulcinella in hopes he'll laugh along with him.

"She's obviously talking about the park we entered this world in." Arlecchino scoffed at his behaviour.

"Then that is what we shall do." Pierro agreed.

Signora then pushed herself through the double doors calmly. You couldn't see what was happening due to Capitano covering your view, but you could hear screams and hysterical laughter.

"Please don't tell me she's killing them." You muttered, a look of repulsion present on your face.

"Did you even listen to her plan? She's not killing anyone." Sandrone rolled her eyes.

"I don't trust you, nor do I trust her."

"A wise decision on your part, but it doesn't aide your case of being kidnapped." Pierro answered for her.

"I'm aware of that, arsehole..." You whispered. "Pardon?" He glared.

"You know what? I've had enough of staying quiet. Fuck every single one of you! I hope that one day you breathe a vapes' cancerous flavour and your lungs dissolve at the second!"

"What's a vape?" Dottore turned to you.

"Okay, maybe I've been assuming too much, maybe you imported some illegal drugs from elsewhere? That's not the point though." You sighed.

"I feel better now that I got that out of my chest." You smiled to yourself, noticing Capitano giving you a blank stare through his mask in return.

"It certainly doesn't help you, but you do what you deem fit."

"Let's move!" Signora's voice could faintly be heard from outside, the harbingers one by one leaving the building through the doors.

"Apologies." Capitano coughed into his hand, picking you up and throwing you over his shoulder.

"Hey! I can walk myself, you tied my wrists together not my ankles!" You argued to him.

"Does it look like he wants you over your shoulder?" Scaramouche rolled his eyes, before realising something.

"Nevermind, you wouldn't be able to see." He laughed in your face, hitting your head which banged against Capitano's back.

"Dude! Careful, I don't want to be near his arse! Besides, I--"

You stopped yourself from talking when you managed to turn your head to the police officers outside. They looked in terrible condition, you thought Signora was being drugged up when she went on about her cryo delusion!

Seeing the police officers shout to each other as they struggle against the ice freezing them in place made you realise one very important thing.

These cosplayers... They're the real fucking deal.

How do we feel about some bonding time with Sandrone? :>

I don't want the reader to be too quiet about their situation, but I just wanted to make it clear that they're afraid since they're aware of the current situation they're in. I'm not exactly sure how I'm going to write this but I suppose thats what practice is for...

Please don't expect too many happy, nice and generally fluffy scenes.

This is fiction that I'm writing, meaning it's all taken light-heartedly IN A FICTIONAL SENSE.

If you can't talk to anyone, find authorities who can help you. Call 999, as it is in the U.K, or your local emergency service. They will always help you, and will never deny your rights or freedom.

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firegirl888101 · 11 months

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Insatiable Madness (5)

|Sagau Yandere Fatui Harbingers x Reader|

Don't you just love it when things don't go your way...?~

Reader is Gender Neutral!

"How pathetic!" You felt a punch, your head beginning to grow foggy with colours slowly dimming to grey.

"Please... no more..." You heard yourself beg.

Was that even you? You've never heard yourself so demoted before.

"Begging? Pfah! I haven't even broken a bone!" He scoffed in disgust, dropping your mess of a body on the floor.

"Balladeer? Lord Pierro says you're taking too-" "Oh."

"Tell him I've got my hands full at the moment, I've been itching for a punching bag all day!"

"You're aware of the plan, yes? The deal is to check everyone before shedding blood."

That's... strangely close to Arlecchino's voice. Has she come to save you? No, more importantly, why do both Arlecchino and Scaramouche's cosplayers sound like the real voice actor?

You heard the Scaramouche cosplayer sigh, then step away from your body. "Fine. Follow me, mortal. I'm being merciful."

"'Follow me'? You've beaten them half to death." She scoffed.

He rolled his eyes as he left the room.

"I apologise on his behalf, we're supposed to kill those who aren't 'The Decider' quick and painlessly."

You didn't reply, you felt an intense pain as she picked you up.

"Comfortable? This could be the last time you'll ever experience such a thing."

"I don't know how many of you there are, but every one of you should feel guilt."

"Guilt? I suppose you would think of it like that." She smiled to herself, shaking her head.

"I'm feeling quite merciful," She began. "If I were to describe a particular mortal to you, would you tell me all you know? Do not try to lie to me. I can assure you that if what you tell me is useful, I shall find a way to sneak you out."

You looked at her curiously, not daring to give an answer.

This is your chance, maybe you could give her what she wants then run to the police station yourself?

"The Tsaritsa has been searching for someone who can control what can't be seen for awhile now. I thought she was crazy, pining after someone like that."

"Do you know of someone who can easily be controlled? Such as a 'Blond-Haired-Traveller'?

Is she referring to the actual game? She's talking about Aether? Maybe Lumine? Agh, I don't know! You scrambled your head, trying to think of an answer.

"W-What has the main game got to do with you killing innocent people?" You quietly asked in fear.

"So you do know something..." She spoke to herself. "For what other reason would you ask your own question following my own?"

"..."

You didn't reply. You didn't know how to answer this psychopath dressed as one of your favourite characters.

"I'm still waiting. You'll run out of time if I walk through that door." She threatened, slowly moving towards the door which presumably has the rest of her harbinger friends.

"Are you talking about Aether or Lumine!?" You spoke quickly.

Arlecchino stopped in her tracks, and smiled sweetly at you. "That's much more like it." She laughed gently.

"I have no idea who 'Lumine' is. However, I appreciate you opening your heart and soul to me. You'll explain everything else to the others."

You paled.

"But I did what you asked!--"

"And I said I would 'find a way to sneak you out' if your information was useful. I never said when I would sneak you out. If luck is on your side, death will sneak you out before I have the chance to."

She then slammed the unisex bathroom door open, and presented you to the harbingers. Some covered in blood, while others clean as a priest.

"Ah, it seems we missed one." Dottore chuckled to himself, looking at you.

"P-Please! I won't say anything, let me leave I beg of you!" The man in front of him begged, his body in a crumpled mess.

Dottore was quick to slit his throat, the man's body falling to the ground and gradually becoming covered in his own blood.

He just... He really just killed him with no remorse...

"They're the one." Childe breathed out, dispelling his hydro weapons efficiently.

"You said that to three other mutts." Signora scoffed, sitting on one of the stools.

"I feel a familiar aura with this one!" He argued back to the woman.

"If they aren't 'The Decider', we'll have to assume they managed to escape." Capitano sighed to himself, kicking the body away from Dottore's feet.

Again with that title, who could that possibly--

Hold on a minute, do they think you're this supposed 'Decider'?

Is that what this is all about? They killed everyone in the entire building just because they were looking for you?

It's not even guaranteed that you're the person they want!

Arlecchino set you on your feet and held your arms behind your back. Your body immediately collapsed due to Scaramouche's beatings from earlier.

"Scaramouche I think you treated them a little too roughly..." Columbina giggled in her hands, watching you groan in pain as Arlecchino kept her hold on your body.

"I treated them how I treat everyone else, they're not special in any way."

That's uncalled for.

Dottore pressed the compass in his hands and watched as the light trail pointed at your heart.

"Good work, Knave and Balladeer, this is them." Dottore started, pocketing the compass as it is no longer needed.

"However... Scaramouche, your behaviour will be reported to The Tsaritsa. When she finds out you almost killed them..."

"How was I supposed to know this was them!?" He argued back.

"You use patience." Pantalone scolded, a calm smile present on his face.

Scaramouche stayed silent, and retreated.

"Well then, anything to say? You really thought you could hide from us?" Dottore turned to you, watching you slowly lift your head up.

"You're actually talking to me now?"

"Well, it was overdue." He coughed. "This world feels unstable, the elements are all over the place."

"What of it?"

"Her Majesty has ordered us to retrieve you and bring you to her palace. It would be wise to proceed with absolute mercy and peace."

You simply turned away.

"You killed my family just to 'take me away from my world'!?" You screamed.

"This is horrible, disgusting even! You all look around my age... well, except for the Pulcinella-poser over there..." You started.

"Did you all get so fucking high on those vapes that you can't think straight? You'll all regret what you've done when you come up from your supposed fantasy!"

"Fantasy?" Arlecchino questioned, ignoring your tantrum. "Vapes?" Sandrone muttered.

"We had to kill just to find you. You should be lucky we kept you alive." Capitano scolded.

"Oh, yeah, sure! I am sooooo thankful that not only a bunch of lunatics killed lots of people, but I'm also happy they did it just for me!" You sarcastically replied.

Now, all you have to do is keep them in here until the police arrive. You told them your exact location, the only thing that can go wrong is you dying in the process.

"They're acting like a child." Signora scoffed.

"Let them behave this way. They clearly know who Aether is, this adds onto the proof of the compass that they are the one." Arlecchino explained, eyeing you.

"Hey! So, I know you're probably not in the mood to talk to me, but..." The Childe cosplayer poked at you, your response hissing as he touches your wounds.

"Sorry!"

"Go away."

"No can do! There's a rumour that the one controlling the traveller knows the future... is that true? If so, do I become the strongest and take over the world?" He asked, a grin on his face.

Is this guy serious?

Sorry, I decided to pick Aether as the traveller in this since I think he's been confirmed to be the canon protaganist of the game?

Do let me know if I'm wrong and I'll change it.

Please don't expect too many happy, nice and generally fluffy scenes.

This is fiction that I'm writing, meaning it's all taken light-heartedly IN A FICTIONAL SENSE.

If you can't talk to anyone, find authorities who can help you. Call 999, as it is in the U.K, or your local emergency service. They will always help you, and will never deny your rights or freedom.

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firegirl888101 · 1 year

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Insatiable Madness (1)

|Sagau Yandere Fatui Harbingers x Reader|

Not sure how this rewritten version is going to go, this will be a series like the old book. I have many ideas and now that I have the time I'll try to plan and write as many parts as possible, within reason ofc lol.

also just so you know I'm not going to take this seriously- unless that's what people want--

Reader is Gender Neutral!

The Zapolyarny Palace, a magnificent establishment where the Tsarita orders her subjects.

There, the powerful woman herself sat on her icy throne, her 11 chosen subjects on their knees.

"A mortal in another dimension has the power to travel this world through an already existing descender." She scoffed, slightly leaning back on her throne.

"Dottore, you said you finished the machine, yes?" She looked at the doctor.

"Indeed, Your Majesty." He bowed further, his mask covering his face.

Il Dottore had found the answer to all The Tsaritsa's problems. He discovered someone with an ability she wishes to covet, and how to get to that person.

That person was Y/N, a lazy college student who knows nothing but sleep and games.

Their parents aren't exactly pleased with their hobbies, but they get good grades so they let them do what they want.

Well, that's what they want their parents to believe.

"Now go, I will order the rest to take your places while you're on this mission. I expect you to only return once you bring the mortal here." She said, snapping her fingers.

The Harbingers left the room, some happier than others.

"I wonder if they'll be able to defeat me in a fight..." Childe muttered to himself.

Signora, who stood infront of him rolled her eyes while turning her head. "Stay focused, Childe." She scolded.

"Hmph, for the record, I don't have to listen to you unless it's an order." He scoffed, looking away from her with resentment.

"Then I'm making it an order."

"Why you---!"

"Now, Now, Let's not blow our heads. After all, we're still in Her Majesty's delicate and thin walls..." Dottore said with one of his fingers over his lips, his grin wide.

"I agree. This is no time to be squabbling, this mortal will be of use to The Tsaritsa once they are found." Capitano nodded, standing next to Dottore.

"Right, of course. My mistake." Childe laughed to himself, starting a whispered conversation with Pulcinella.

"This supposed 'Dimension Hopper'... Have you tested it?" Scaramouche inquired, his head held high.

"Of course not, however I am confident it will succeed with the purpose my clone's and I designed it for." He replied with a nonchalant tone, looking quite bored.

"Why do you worry? Jealous my time and experiments aren't being spent on you?" He laughed to himself, his chuckles increasing when seeing his comrade's face change.

"No." He shook his head, turning away from Dottore and focusing his eyes on the door of his lab.

"Honestly, every single one of you have deplorable etiquette." Sandrone coughed into her hand, the machine holding her continuing to walk.

"Shut it, Inventor. You're just salty you can't bring any of your mecha's with you." Dottore mocked, pointing to a place on the ground where he wanted Sandrone to stand.

With hesitance, she stepped down from her machine and looked ready to spit in the Doctor's face.

"Well then, through this door..." Pantalone mumbled, standing in the doorway when seeing the state of his co-workers lab.

"Dottore, it was part of our contract that you'd clean this lab last night!" He shouted, his face forming a mortified expression when viewing the destroyed lab.

Inside the destroyed lab were all of Dottore's clones, they looked like puppies who had just been caught tearing a pillow.

"We did. Or, it used to be clean..." Dottore sighed, shaking his head when walking past Pantalone.

"I'll be gone for awhile, I expect this lab CLEAN by the time I get back." He ordered, the clone's nodding, some with reluctance and scampered off somewhere.

Dottore then stood beside a physical gateway. With the press of a button, the machine sparked to life and a portal emerged from the gateway.

The portal held a night sky's view on the other side, the stars shining and merging with the light in Dottore's lab.

Childe stopped chatting to Pulcinella on his right and stared at the portal intently, looking away when noticing other harbingers take notice.

"What are we waiting for, comrades? Let's get this over with!"

I'm not sure about this at all, feel free to tell me what you think.

Yes, I need to improve on my writing. I been knew lmao

**ALSO THIS IS A STRICT REMINDER - PULCINELLA WILL BE STRICTLY PLATONIC**

I was going to add Pierro to the platonic list however I know some people are down bad for him 👌

Might change my mind on that tho, I'll see if I'm comfortable with writing him romantically or nah.

Please don't expect too many happy, nice and generally fluffy scenes.

This is fiction that I'm writing, meaning it's all taken light-heartedly IN A FICTIONAL SENSE.

If you can't talk to anyone, find authorities who can help you. Call 999, as it is in the U.K, or your local emergency service. They will always help you, and will never deny your rights or freedom.

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Insatiable Madness (3)

|Sagau Yandere Fatui Harbingers x Reader|

I don't have much to say this update, how is everyone doing? Slow updates will continue to occur btw.

Reader is Gender Neutral!

"I'm hungry as fuck, let's get some food!" You cheered, closing the car door behind you.

"Strap in, Y/N. My sister's already being soooo fussy..." Your aunt sighed, looking in the rear mirror to see your dad comforting your mum.

"So... Where are we going this time?" You looked at her, the car beginning to drive.

"Oh, you know..." She trailed off, avoiding your inquisitive gaze. "Fine, I won't lie. We're going to one of those fast food chains down the street."

"But... But I thought we were going to a fancy restaurant...?"

"Get your head out the gutter, Y/N. When it's my turn to pay, the best you're getting is Wagamama's." She rolled her eyes.

"Well, I'll make sure to get extra food this time then." You scoffed, noticing her eyes. "Sure, Sure, go ahead. I'll just buy an 'All-You-Can-Eat' pass for you." She laughed to herself.

"Damn it." You cursed, looking away from her and staring at the passing trees and harbingers.

...

Wait...

"What the fuck?" You leaned forwards, your head pressing against the window.

Why are there people cosplaying in the fucking park? Eh, you shouldn't judge, really. It's not the weirdest place to cosplay...

They look lost, and they're arguing with eachother. How canon.

"Friends of yours? I recognise the ginger one, didn't I buy you a pillow of that guy for your birthda-"

"You 100% did not!" You interrupted her, your cheeks burning in embarrassment.

Why, oh why, did she have to say such confidential information in front of your parents!?

"Aren't you going to help them? They look lost, and this could be an opportunity to make friends and share hobbies. and maybe get out the house too..." Your dad questioned, eyeing the suspicious individuals.

"Obviously not! Do I look like the type of person who would willingly walk up to a big friendship group like that??"

"Well, you don't look like the type to chicken out." Your aunt laughed, speeding away from the area in a hurry.

"Ah, too late anyway! We already drove past." She sent a wink in your direction, a slight smile on her lips.

Thank fuck someone here is on my side.

... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ...

"How strange..." Dottore muttered, tapping the glass on the compass and coming to a stop.

"Whatever could be the matter now, Dottore?" Pulcinella, firmly slammed his walking stick to the ground.

"No need for such aggression, Pulcinella." He sighed, waving off the old mayor's aggressive antics.

"Then whatever is the matter, Doctor? You seem to enjoy demoting my intellect while your invention is malfunctioning." Sandrone sarcastically asked, grabbing the compass from his hands.

"Always jumping to conclusions..." He sighed once more, snatching the compass back from her hands.

"...The compass recalculated."

"And why is that such a big deal?" Childe shrugged, squinting his eyes at Dottore's mask.

"It's 'a big deal' because it means our Decider is aware of our intentions. They're on the move." Dottore glared, watching the other harbingers' reactions.

"Are you sure, Doctor? The Decider could very well just be heading somewhere in one of those moving metal boxes..." Columbina pointed, a car driving past coincidentally.

"I suppose you could be right, Columbina." He coughed, turning his attention to the passing machines.

"Oh... I would love to just get a little glimpse of..."

"If you don't shut up and keep moving I swear to the Tsaritsa, Dottore!" Arlecchino threatened, tugging the Damselette along with her.

All Dottore could do was sigh at the ineducated buffoons around him.

...

"What is this place?" Capitano stepped forward, leading the group.

The building looked strange to them, it seemed like a cafe but there was no place for customers to sit! And the bright artificial lights covering the external and internal walls...

The light blinded the Harbingers, they all took a moment to turn away and rub their eyes.

"Is this a joke?" Scaramouche stared in disbelief, turning to Dottore with anger in his eyes.

"The compass says they're in there." He quoted, walking infront of Dottore and through the doors.

"Well, I suppose we're to walk inside with him. It's best to be on our guard; this place looks blinding." Pantalone coughed in his hand, covering his slight chuckle.

Hmm... I don't think meeting the Harbingers will turn out well. What does everyone think?

Anyway,

I'm going to France for the week! 😀😀

Hoorah! My middle ages ancestors are screaming at me right now...

I promise I won't bring soldiers with me lmao

Please don't expect too many happy, nice and generally fluffy scenes.

This is fiction that I'm writing, meaning it's all taken light-heartedly IN A FICTIONAL SENSE.

If you can't talk to anyone, find authorities who can help you. Call 999, as it is in the U.K, or your local emergency service. They will always help you, and will never deny your rights or freedom.

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