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beloved-blaiddyd · 2 months
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A/n: this drabble has been on my drafts since April 2023 apparently so might as well post it lol
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Allying yourself with the Fatui would certainly earn you glares that were hateful, concerned, or perhaps a mixture of both. But of course, that uncomfortable feeling is amped up when the masses become aware of who you worked for. The man doesn't need to call your name. He doesn't need to treat you as an employer would.
He only needed to whistle.
"Coming, Lord Dottore!"
The second harbinger already garners quite the unwanted attention with his getup alone. Your master in particular donned a pink bowtie and a black-and-white mask. The latter in particular makes ergonomic designers raise an eyebrow at its lack of breathing room. Perhaps in the oxymoronic frigid nation of love, the people wouldn't mind if you were beckoned with a whistle. It's not the strangest thing in Snezhnaya— some fatuous were summoned with the sound of a whip.
But in places like your homeland, the old Mond? Chances are, he won't whistle because he craves your attention— no. He'd do it to show you off. You'd have your old neighbor Seamus Pegg himself praying to the Anemo Archon that your mind remains intact. Not that those prayers would work on those who linger with the heretic. You've likely lost your mind before you agreed to become his test subject.
Still, this Dottore is quite impatient compared to his predecessors. Be glad he has yet to tinker with your vessel to make it more akin to an actual dog. So don't test him.
"Hmm. At least with you, I see no issue when it comes to loyalty like that Krupp— whatever his name was," Dottore scoffed with blatant disinterest. "Still unimpressive, however. You're 0.0035 seconds late. Do better."
"Yes, Lord Harbinger."
His words are cold, but his half-mask hides the smirk that creeps on his face as he ruffles your hair. With enough conditioning, he'll have no need to reassemble your insides to make you as un-aesthetically pleasing to anyone but himself as possible. Your behavior and inflicted phobias would be enough to mark the mad scholar's claim.
Go on, little (Y/n), run. Aren't you afraid of what happens after the whistle?
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eternally-frozen · 1 year
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Imagine this:
Modern!Dottore, but instead of clones it’s a set of triplets. 
All live the same life, they share their hobbies, have the same dislikes, and so it’s really hard to make out which one is which.
Perhaps the ‘youngest’ is a bit more eccentric, a bit more chaotic, and a bit… moody. He has a tendency to yell more often and to be more punishing. 
Perhaps the ‘eldest’ has a tendency to observe, let his siblings do the work while he sits back and organises everything. Very smart, usually pulls the strings on his siblings as he does for you too. 
Maybe the ‘middle’ sibling is right in the middle. Not too distant, not too close. A mediator, if you could call it, but don’t get me wrong. He is as bad as any of them.
Either way, you’ll have to learn which one is which, because they’re all sharing you and they hate to be mistaken for one of their siblings.
One Dottore is bad, but having three breathe down your neck is worse.
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throwaway-yandere · 1 year
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"Aren't You Supposed To Hate Me?" (Yandere Modern!Il Dottore/Reader)
CW: mild yandere
the real a/n: if you see me putting too many sylvia plath references, no– no you did not. Also, webttore rights. I promise he's not that bad bakery anon pls don't kill me-. ALSO LOGO'S MADE BY ESTHER ANON!!!
Mother of Klee, Alice’s note: When your bakery opens, can you make some Eton mess? What? “That’s not on the menu…?” Well, you should add it! My darling Klee looks adorable eating strawberries! Oh, but you're not leaving Teyvat Pro, right?
Yandere! 1k Idol Match-up Event
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According to what people have said about you, you exude calmness. And that it’s a strength. That your soothing and somewhat “motherly” presence puts you one step forward more than most people. But why isn’t your composure congruent with the frantic screaming inside of you that begged this lunatic to quit clutching your baking supplies?
Damn, this isn't the time to NOT be assertive, assistant (Y/n). Pull yourself together.
"Please stop. You're strangling it."
"We all die, (Y/n). The sooner you internalize that, the better."
The man in front of you is none other than your boss: "Il Dottore", the man behind the idol group ADDICKTZ's creative decisions. You have been given the responsibility of maintaining order among the original 4 ADDICKTZ members while he deals with the second batch after he chose you out of the other 22 interviewees. 
"Sir, we're just baking. Please use a proper measuring cup. Aren’t you supposed to be a doctor–"
"Master. Not sir. I suggest you speak to me in a more respectful tone, Assistant (Y/n). The mere fact of your utility does not make you indestructible."
"I understand that very well, sir– Master, but please put the dough down. I cannot allow you to do the frosting at this rate."
Dang Akademiyan scholars and their honorifics.
Zandik huffed, unsatisfied, before leaning back on his chair. 
"Mind you, I'm a licensed surgeon." He boasted snarkily. "I'd certainly outmatch you when it comes to steady hands, assistant."
"Well– shame that a medical degree does not automatically mean you'd be good at art, then."
"(Y/n), did I hire an imbicile? Answer me, who exactly are you working for?"
"You, Master Zandik." 
"And my occupation?"
" ADDICKTZ’s Creative Director–"
Zandik smugly raised an eyebrow.
"... I admit defeat."
ADDICKTZ values both of your artistic inputs. Even after work hours, you've done what you can to support DCKZ. You helped Diluc choose a haiku to confess his emotions not long ago, and more recently, you aided Zhongli to find inspiration in contemporary poetry for his lyrics. Sir Zandik, on the other hand, would help the group's plans progress from simple masquerades to a magnificent mashup of VISUAL Kei and distinctive pop elements with unbuckled bones facing the front view just tasteful enough to adhere to the unit's usual aesthetics.
Of course, these tasks are obviously trivial in comparison to what your "real work" entailed, and the CEO would split hairs if you joked about retiring. The doctor is no different; in fact, he is the most guilty of this dependence. Normally, superiors wouldn't break into their staff members' closed bakery at 2 in the morning on a Saturday, but Il Dottore has a few loose screws.
Partly, it's your fault too because Zandik has a crush on you.
That's not your ego talking– he admitted it three days ago. Maybe you would've accepted that confession if he didn't utter another word, you did hear Sohrah and the other staff members mention that he's some eye candy. The nose, the eye pits, the full set of pearly white teeth– those mean nothing when the person is Zandik. His personality is as foul as the things Ayato bought in the ADDICKTZ's hotpot game. You’re never crossing the water for an obvious red flag.
Following his direct confession, he went on to enumerate all of your faults in a psychopathic and alphabetical order. As to add more salt into the wound, Zandik brought out printed pictures and pointed at all the blemishes on your face that needed fixing before tossing a plastic surgeon's business card at you.  What an absolute jerk. Not the most romantic confession out there, but he did ask you out, right?
WRONG.
After his long spiel about being burdened by unnecessary dependence on you, he gave you an incentive to "look more unattractive during work hours" with a pay raise. 
So, Herr Doktor. So, Herr Enemy. Yet, you can't loathe Zandik when he's THAT honest about his avid repulsed fascination. The man is mad, but being mad doesn’t make him stupid. He wants the exact opposite of the likable behavior reinforcement theory coming from you. Zandik would sooner receive the loving embrace of an iron maiden than be in a rendezvous. He wholeheartedly believes that love is an illusion of a Greek necessity– whatever that meant. 
You were ready to argue when he pulled out a contract that Zhongli had revised for added credence. As self-preservation reared its not noble but necessary head, your anger left you. His proposed numbers were bafflingly astronomical that you might just quit your job after the first pay…
The moon has nothing to be sad about once it witnesses your dreams bear fruit. Zandik knows that as well, that's why he visited your little bakery before its opening day, demanding that you make him any type of pastries. Unfortunately, you're the type who would adjust your schedule for others and not the other way around.
Zandik wiped the sweat off his forehead with his sleeves. "Mind if I strip?"
"E-Excuse me?" You chuckled nervously. "Strip your apron, right?"
"Hair extensions, assistant." He clicked his tongue, amused. "With some common sense, you would’ve discovered that they get in the way and that these two long strands are artificial. Clearly, you lack some degree of rigor expected for an assistant."
Should’ve expected as much. This is the same man who cut off Childe's hair because he's "so damn tired seeing everyone in this forsaken group have the same fucking rat tail." You're pretty sure the only person who thought it was mildly amusing was Dainsleif.
Still… Last time, he told you those two strands were part of his hair. Zandik is not the type who would pettily lie for a joke. He's as straightforward as CEO Alhaitham– for better or for worse. Maybe he has a twin brother or something… 
No, that’s just inconceivable.
Zandik watched in amusement as your forehead creased. 
"You should've worded that differently… Doesn’t matter. Is there a flavor you’d like? Chocolates or...?"
He answered immediately. “Strawberries. Saw Alice ate some with her daughter last night.”
“Definitely it's not because it's your favorite, I’m aware,” you mused sarcastically. “Since you’re not actually into strawberries, might I suggest chocolate?”
Zandik glared. “Why?”
You batted your eyes at him playfully. “Oh, doctor, don’t you know chocolates have the love drug? As Langston Hughes would say “Have you dug the spill of Sugar Hill? Cast your gims, on this sepia thrill–”."
“Debunked. It’s laughable that you would insinuate such an incorrect notion.” Zandik scoffed loudly. “Chocolates don’t directly pass phenylethylamine to our nervous system, you’re more likely to excrete these pathetic sweets off your a–” 
Never been a romantic. Dottore somehow loves to make it a point to remind you of that foul personality trait of his in every conversation.
“Alright, that’s enough. It’ll be strawberry flavored.” You sighed as you placed the tray inside the oven. “Might I say, you’re acting rather… cocky, for a lack of a better term, with how I should handle my work.” 
“In my many years of living, I’ve learned that arrogance is a side-effect of truth and intelligence.”
“Yes, but your methods of holding that dough is quite barbaric. Please let it go.”
“Tsk.”
Dead hands, dead stringencies– Zandik simply lacks the talent for baking due to his rigidity. He dropped the dough and you smirked for a second, relieved. You secretly have a competitive side and you'd hate to admit that you're scared he might just beat you at your own game because of the frostings.  
“Master Zandik, please just sit down. There are empty chairs at empty tables–”
He rolled his eyes, crossing his legs on your table. You tried not to scream at him about hygiene and barely succeeded. “Friends are all dead and gone– I know. Do not think you can reference Les Miserables without me knowing, baker.”
You shook your head as you set the timer. While you were preoccupied, it seemed as if the doctor just couldn’t sit still.
“Hmph, this is the only thing of interest I’ve found in your precious little bakery thus far.”
You turned to look at him.
Zandik paused in front of the small wall of photographs you had on display. A smile crept on your face as you remembered how proud you were of organizing the photos of your friends and family into a heart-shaped mosaic. There is a tiny square space in the middle and he correctly inferred that will be the center will be used to display a photo of the bakery's opening day. Be that as it may, his attention lay elsewhere.
"You had a violent streak, didn't you?"
"... Pardon?"
"You were the "problem child", that's my assessment," Zandik smirked, detaching a photograph from your wall, which surprised you since you've had trouble easing them free. 
He specifically picked the photo you took during kindergarten with your grandma. 
"You had scraped knees and elbows but you don't have that stereotypical dumb boyish smile. You seem to have quite a pronounced frown. Would I be wrong to assume you weren't well-liked in your school–"
“Put it back.” While you do generally dislike being put under a spotlight, the cause of your harsh delivery stems from his unpleasant phrasings.
Zandik pretended not to hear you, "–I'm not teasing you. I would know this because I had a photo similar to this one."
For a moment, you saw a flicker of melancholic humanity in your otherwise monstrously rigid employer. You thought that vulnerable display would be brief, but the hollow chuckle that echoed proved that this event will mark a milestone in your "work" relationship.
Master Zandik is opening up to you.
"Unlike this cute and happy memento, I don't have a grandmother who would take a picture with me. I’ve lost them all in the fire." He muttered, his voice low and his eyes squinting. "Hence the reason why I squandered most of my hours burying my nose in textbook after textbook. Pantalone and I had to prove ourselves worthy of living a life outside the orphanage. But this picture…"
Your boss grumbled. "This picture looks awfully similar to the only childhood picture I have taken. A large frown, beat-up uniform– a rage that I can relate to. I understand your child self all too well. Too well, in fact, that I feel the urge to burn this photograph like what I’ve done with mine."
He traced his thumb around your young self's image, shockingly intimate.
You blinked incessantly, trying to process all the information that he told you. First, your boss has no family left. Second, he’s an orphan raised alongside sir Pantalone. Third, he burned the only picture he had when he was a kid. You would pinch yourself but this conversation is jaggedly real. 
As sensitive as this topic may be, your skepticism slips out as easily as breathing. "You burned your only childhood photo?"
Zandik ruminated. 
"Curious as to what I would've looked like? You don’t seem to find my decision very agreeable."
"Who would?" You didn't mean to whine, but the tone of your voice made you sound like complaining. "What possessed you to do that?! Now no one would know what you looked like, not even yourse–"
"I didn't look too different as to who I am now," Zandik answered, his usual confidence coming back. "Only back then, shades of purple bruises would overlap my face, arms, legs, and stomach. If I loathed my natural features I would've done something drastic to tweak my appearance."
"Of course, you would, hair surgeon." You jokingly muttered Childe's best Dottore insult.
"What was that?"
For the sake of the hair Ajax is trying to grow out, you need to change the subject, fast.
"Master Zandik, I have to ask– aren’t you supposed to hate me? Pray tell, what are you doing here then?”
It’s been bothering you since he walked in. If he wants his “crush” for you to disappear, then why the hell is he spending more time with you?
Surprisingly, Zandik was also stunned by your question. His eyes went wide, perplexed.
“... What are you talking about?”
“You know what I meant.” You deadpanned. “The contract, what else?”
“Contract?” He squinted. “What contract? Is it a contract revised by Zhongli?”
“An astute guess.” You mocked his tone. “Yes, it is. Perhaps we’ve handled so many workloads the past month because of Sir Alberich’s eye-plucking shenanigans that’s why you forgot. To put it simply, you ordered me to act less attractive in exchange for a pay raise.”
“What?”
He looked at you incredulously, as if you were joking.
“Is this some kind of twisted joke?” Zandik huffed. “I would do no such thing. That’s...”
His demeanor shifted once, then twice. After a moment of silence, he nodded.
“Forgive me, you’re right. I did propose that contract, haven’t I?”
“Yes, Master.”
“And I also confessed my affection for you as well?”
“Yes, Master.”
“Pity.” He muttered, his tone grieving. “There should be no other person who can understand me more than I do.” 
Zandik glared. “But why on earth is He trying to sabotage us.”
He?
“What are you talking about?”
Zandik gritted his teeth and smiled. “No matter. There’s no need for concern, darling.”
Did Master Zandik always have shark-like teeth?
He reached out and ruffled your hair slightly, but there is an ominous aura that lingered in his expression. It was akin to self-loathing, but not quite. Zandik pulled his hand back slowly, clenching it into a fist as he walked away.
You will never understand what he was talking about. After all, “Zandik” failed to mention the most important aspect of that photograph.
He had no parents, aunts, uncles, cousins… But the outcast did stand next to someone in that single childhood photo he had.
And that person was the picture-perfect imitation of himself, the perfect “sibling”.
Il Dottore laughed.
Now, if he could just throw him in the fire too…
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Ansytea: Thank you so much for joining the match-up event Bakery Anon! Please don't chop, cook, and serve me to faceless!ayato–
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content-aquired · 1 year
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I need yandere reader x yandere dottore where they're both fucking insane for each other and both partake in the unethical experiments Fuck
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xreaderanonaccount · 4 months
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Masterlist₊✩‧₊˚౨ৎ˚₊✩‧₊
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🌷͙֒ NSFW
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‎‧₊˚✧[Fatui Harbingers]✧˚₊‧
Fatui Harbingers x Reader Headcannons
Fatui Male Harbingers x Reader Wearing their Harbingers Coat
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‎‧₊˚✧[Dottore]✧˚₊‧
Dottore x Reader x Pantalone Funeral Procession
Dottore x AFAB!Reader 🌷͙֒
Omega x AFAB!Reader x Pantalone 🌷͙֒
Dottore x Reader Injured Reader
Webttore x Reader 🌷͙֒
Yandere!Webttore x Reader 🌷͙֒
Webttore x Reader Can't stop Worrying
Akademiya!Dottore x Reader 🌷͙֒
Dottore x Reader Hard to say
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‎‧₊˚✧[Pantalone]✧˚₊‧
Dottore x Reader x Pantalone Funeral Procession
Omega x AFAB!Reader x Pantalone 🌷͙֒
Pantalone x Reader Last Dance
Pantalone x Reader Walk down memory lane
Pantalone x Reader Rings
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‎‧₊˚✧[Childe]✧˚₊‧
Childe x Reader Rain of Blood
Childe x Reader Days like these
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‎‧₊˚✧[Arlecchino]✧˚₊‧
Arlecchino x AFAB!Reader Caring Maid
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‎‧₊˚✧[Capitano]✧˚₊‧
Capitano x Reader Rythm of the heart
Capitano x Worried!Reader
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‎‧₊˚✧[Liyue]✧˚₊‧
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‎‧₊˚✧[Xiao]✧˚₊‧
Xiao x Reader Singing
Xiao x Reader Thunderstorms
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Baizhu x Reader Doctor knows best
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‎‧₊˚✧[Fontaine]✧˚₊‧
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‎‧₊˚✧[Neuivllette]✧˚₊‧
Neuvillette x Reader Singing
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‎‧₊˚✧[Wriothesley]✧˚₊‧
Wriothesley x Reader Singing
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phoenixblaze1412 · 6 months
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˚ ༘♡ ·˚꒰ᥕᥱᥣᥴ᥆꧑ᥱ t᥆ ꧑ᥡ bᥣ᥆g꒱ ₊˚ˑ༄
𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠. . .
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ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ : Zydrate Anatomy
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♡˗ˏ✎*ೃ˚ :MASTERLIST: :;
ೃ⁀➷ 𝙄𝙡 𝘿𝙤𝙩𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙚 & 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙚𝙜𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙨
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Child! Reader
Child! Reader 2
Childhood friends AU
Sick! Reader
Hands-on Approach
Clingy! Webttore
Clingy! Reader x Dottore
Maid! Reader
Akademiya Zandik x Shy GN! Reader
Modern University Student Zandik x Reader
Yandere! Dottore x Sick! Reader
My Puppy
My Sweet, Obedient Pet
One Simple Rule
Webttore Angst HCs
Akademiya Zandik x Clingy! Reader
Child! Reader: Tutor
Soft! Yandere Dottore
Child! Reader: Deleted
Dottore x Agoraphobic! Reader
Having a child
Webttore Relationship HCs
His Legacy
Child!Reader Headcanons + Meet the Segments
His Fatui Coat
Akademiya Dottore Relationship HCs
Cat-astrophe
Dottore In Our World
Eat Your Carrots
Webttore x Reader: At Ludi Harpastum
Code Red
Dottore x Reader with Sucrose as their child
Inhaling his scent
Reader Who Can't Sleep
No-no word.
Short NSFW Valentine's day thoughts
Jealous Webttore
Segments with big chested reader
College Zandik Brainrot
Dottore x Female!Reader: Body Swap
Happy Birthday, my child.
ೃ⁀➷ 𝘽𝙖𝙞𝙯𝙝𝙪
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Baizhu x GN! Reader Fluff
More GN! Reader Fluff
ೃ⁀➷ 𝙋𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙖𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙚
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First Date
ೃ⁀➷ 𝘾𝙤𝙢𝙗𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨
Kaeya and Kaveh General Relationship HC
Feel free to request, make sure to be specific if you want a female or gender neutral reader!
Want to know more about what you can request? You are welcome to view my request page.
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catscidr · 4 months
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꒰ main m.list ꒱ up to date as of 04/19 ₊˚⊹♡
-> fyi! — if a character isn't in this list it just means i haven't written anything for them yet, not that i don't write them- i update this list as i post, which means i also add characters if i get asks about them. so feel free to send an ask about ur favs through my inbox!!! be the change u want to see. but just read my guidelines before u do pls n thank u ♡ key: ♡= sfw. ┆ ♥︎= nsfw. ┆ ♧= crack. ┆✩= ramble. ┆୭= hc. ┆(_)°= from an ask.
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୧ ‧₊˚ GENSHIN IMPACT 「 原神 」
alhaitham ˎˊ˗
-> roomie alhaitham blurbs ♡°
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dottore ˎˊ˗ ↳ flowers blossom beneath the scalpel series m.list
-> x clingy!reader ♡°
-> x obedient!reader ♡°
-> x puppet!reader ♡°
-> yandere!dottore ୭♡°
-> webttore x assistant!reader ♡°
-> x housewife!reader ୭♡°
-> x ghost!reader ♡°
-> x chronically ill!reader ♡°
-> unnamed, short dottore comfort fic ♡
-> yandere!dottore x sick!reader hiding their illness ♡°
-> office au ✩♡ ↳ office au pt.2 ✩♥︎
-> akademiya!dottore x fem!reader ♡°
-> dottore's shaving routine ୭♧
-> crow hybrid dottore rambling ♥︎ ↳ crow hybrid dottore x afab!cat hybrid reader ♥︎°
-> dottore nsfw alphabet ft. his clones ♥︎
-> biting his s/o ✩°
-> "aquarium" ♡
-> x gn!escaped experiment!reader ♡°
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tartaglia ˎˊ˗
-> flirty!childe x shy!reader ♡°
-> "natural remedy" ♡ ↳ pt. 2 ♡°
-> x housewife!reader ୭♡°
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pantalone ˎˊ˗
-> losing his glasses ✩°
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xiao ˎˊ˗
-> helping him out of his shell n kissing his hands ✩°
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wanderer/scaramouche ˎˊ˗
-> has no idea how to compliment you ✩°
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multi ˎˊ˗
-> genshin characters as lethal company players ♧♡
-> genshin men as podcast hosts ♧♡
-> kabedon with genshin men ♧♡
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୧ ‧₊˚ HONKAI STAR RAIL 「 星穹铁道 」
argenti ˎˊ˗
-> x idrila!reader ♡°
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jing yuan ˎˊ˗
-> morning sex w afab!reader ♥︎°
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veritas ratio ˎˊ˗
-> prof! ratio & gn!uni student!reader blurbs ♡°
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jessamine-rose · 2 years
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ʚ✿ Ubi amor, ibi dolor ✿ɞ
“Where there is love, there is pain.”
♡ Jessamine’s masterlist for Genshin Impact
♡ Italics for nsfw/ suggestive themes!!
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♡ How do the Yandere! Harbingers Comfort their Darlings?? - Pantalone, Dottore, Pierro
✿ YANDERE MERMAID AU ✿
♡ Part of Your World - Capitano, Pantalone, Dottore, Pierro + notes
♡ Under the Sea - sequel + mermaid lore
♡ Orca! Mermaid! Pierro and aquatic diets
♡ A Lionfish! Mermaid for a darling??
✿ YANDERE CHURCH AU ✿
♡ Requiem for the Damned - Priest! Dottore x Demon! Darling
♡ Angel’s Tears - Guardian Angel! Capitano x Nonbeliever! Darling
✿ IL CAPITANO ✿
♡ Window to the Soul - Thank you for sharing the Captain’s eye color, Mika :’>
♡ Drunk s/o calls Capitano a stapler
♡ Happy New Year!! - a romantic start to 2024
♡ Capitano warms up his lover on a wintry day
✿ PANTALONE ✿
♡ Ardor of a Lover - Yandere! Vampire AU
♡ Blessing of Aphrodite - Yandere! NSFW
♡ A small act of love from the Regrator
✿ IL DOTTORE ✿  
♡ Happy Pocky Day!! - Pocky kisses with Webttore and Primettore
♡ An Experiment in Procreation - Yandere! Dottore’s thoughts on babytrapping
♡ The Golden Ratio - Akademiya romance
♡ Ladyttore - Introduction ๑ Dottore’s jealousy
♡ Happy Valentine’s Day!! - a special present
♡ Dottore’s lover mourns his Segments
♡ Coffee Break - a date with the Segments
♡ An Unlikely Fitness Consultant <3 - Dottore helps you with your physical exercises
✿ PIERRO ✿  
♡ Surgeon! Pierro comforts his patient
♡ Aoede - Yandere! Pierro x Singer! Reader (Modern AU) + EXTRA
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yandere webttore x fem reader smut pls? I wont him....... so badly....
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Synopsis: You were just a simple baker in Snezhnaya that was being harassed by a local gang. Lucky for you one of your regulars just so happens to be the 2nd Harbinger of the Fatui. All he wants in return is a favor.
Webttore is a segment of actual Dottore, Reader is wearing a dress,
Tags: NSFW MINORS DNI, DUB-CON, AFAB Reader, slight Stockholm Syndrome, P with plot, Yandere, human body parts, grinding, fingering, orgasm denial, rough s*x, Not Beta read
A/N: Inspired by that one Mafia!Bucky x Reader series here on tumblr. I can't find it and i'm sad cause i really liked reading it. This is also my first time writing a Yandere character so I hope I did a good enough job
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There’s a small bakery in a quiet street on the outskirts of the Capital of Snezhnaya. Many of the Fatui Skirmishers come to visit before heading out. They claim it’s good luck. You are always happy to do business with the Fatui, as that rakes in revenue for you. But recently you were having a slight problem. A local gang has been trying to pry money out of you, “for protection” they claim, but you do know that it's bogus. You tried to tell them no but they seem to not take that answer well. They come in almost everyday to harass you about it. At this point it’s part of your routine. You wake up, get the bakery ready, and get harassed by the gang. They normally harass you about money, always coming in disrupting business or graffiti rude and cruel messages on your windows. But you never gave in, you just sighed and fixed everything. There’s no need to cry over spilt milk, that’s what your mother would always tell you. It was one of those days where you were being harassed again by this local gang.
“Just give us the money, then your debt will be paid.” One of the gang members spatted, his temper clearly waning by the minute. 
“Why would I? And what debt would I incur during this time period?” You questioned, cleaning a glass cup. You were not amused by this, it’s the third time this week and you are quite getting used to your new routine. 
“For protection obviously!” Another one spat slamming his fist on your counter. You rolled your eyes at their foolish behavior.
“Oh, protection? But I do believe that the Fatui Harbingers and their men have it all covered. No?” You asked, raising an eyebrow. The gang member stuttered for a bit before another one, a much bigger one, slammed his gun on your counter.
“Listen here, you’re going to give us the money or else-”
“Or else what?” A new voice spoke up, one that you’re not familiar with. Looking over you spot a tall man with icy blue hair sitting idly in the booths stacks of paper scattered around the table. 
“And who are you?” One of the members asked, storming up to the man. You quickly walked around the bar putting you between the gang and the icy haired man. 
“Leave him out of this. You can threaten me all you want but the minute you threaten a customer it’s over.” You glared at them, but a small chuckle was heard behind you. You heard some shuffling before you felt a presence behind you. You looked up seeing the icy blue hair man behind you. 
“See, I really like this place. It gives me time to get away from them and now… it’s ruined. By you lot.” His tone was cold as he slowly approached the gang. But they didn’t move. 
“Oh yeah, and who are you, a high ranking Fatui Harbinger?” One asked, pointing a gun right to his face. You couldn’t see what the strange man did next as he gestured to something on him. But whatever it was it clearly scared the gang away. Their faces were pale as they exited the store. One muttered that they’ll be back, but the other didn’t say anything. Now it was just the two of you.
“Ha, sorry for dragging you into this mess.” You sighed, running your hand through your hair. The man gave out a chaotic cackle before whipping around to see you. You finally get a good view of him. He had striking red eyes, the already described icy blue hair, and his outfit was strange. A white dress shirt with an overexaggerated collar, paired with a black vest. Strange clothing for the middle of winter in Snezhnaya. Let’s not mention the blue earring he wore that has some sort of liquid in it. 
“Hmm,” The man hummed as he circled around you like a predator eyeing their prey. He stopped right behind you, you felt his hands run through your hair playing with it a bit.
“You have nice hair, and very healthy organs.” He chuckled a bit.
“Thanks?” you tried to smile, but this is totally weird. Was he trying to compliment you, or something? You gave a weary look as you watched him slide back into his booth and continue looking around his stack of paper. You sighed as you walked around the counter, you have to repay him with something right? An idea popped in your head as you smiled to yourself. As you prepare your little surprise for the stranger, everytime you glance in his direction he always seems to be looking at you at the same time. Strange, but this man is already strange already. 
After a couple of minutes you approached the strange man again. As you approached him, he seemed to sense your presence and watched you set a plate down. 
“This… is a little thanks for helping me with those nut jobs.” You suddenly felt shy under his gaze. But he didn’t say a word as he took a bite out of the warm pastry. 
“Thanks.” He said muffled by the pastry that was in his mouth.
“No, thank you.” You smile as you walk away, going back to cleaning the mess the gang left behind. It seems that you have a new routine, you wake up, get the bakery ready, get harassed again, but now you have your new regular. The strange ice blue haired man comes in everyday it seems to work? You don’t really know, you never really pry into it. He always comes in and gets the same thing. A pure black iced coffee with a nice warm pastry. You're always confused when he asks for ice coffee as it’s Snezhnaya, the temperatures are always in the negatives. But he seems to enjoy his order. You can’t complain, he seems to help out when the gang comes in to harass you.
But for the past few weeks he hasn’t shown up.You were concerned and asked around but no one seemed to know what or who you were talking about. But something strange started to happen. Dead bodies have started showing up around your bakery. Either in your front door, in your alley way, or in the back door, wherever there is a spot a body was found. And every single time the body belonged to the gang that was harassing you. And every single time there was a message written in their blood confessing their crimes of harassing you. You were freaked out about it, thinking there was a serial killer on the loose and you reported it to the nearest Fatui station. The Fatui seemed to care for about a week but then stopped. They dropped the case saying that the 2nd Fatui Harbinger Il Dottore dropped the case. Which is strange because Lord Pucinella is in charge of the capital’s police so why is the Doctor dropping the case? You were lowkey freaked out about everything, but everytime you were scared to leave the strange man always seemed to appear. Always willing to walk you home, and if anytime you ask about his whereabouts he would just dismiss the question. Although a little freak out you didn’t question why he was here. It was nice to have someone watching over you especially when it seems that someone is clearly doing a revenge for you. 
On one fateful night, a quiet night you were alone in your bakery cleaning some dishes when you heard a high pitch scream. Your head shot up as you gently placed down the cup. The screams died out, and the silence after was deafening. Did you just hear the last moments of someone's life? You hesitated to leave the backroom before you heard a little ding, it rang around the quiet bakery, you were frozen not knowing what to do.
“Darling are you there?” A familiar voice spoke up, it was that man. You quickly walked out of the room already babbling about what just happened. But you were stopped in your tracks, your eyes went wide, and face went pale. There he stood covered in blood, his face like a maniac as he held a little box with a pretty bow on top. 
“W-what happened to you?” You stuttered as you slowly approached the man who gave a crazed smile holding out a box.
“I got you a present.” Completely ignoring the question he set the present in your hands. The blood smeared all over your hand. 
“What is it?” You hesitatingly asked. 
“Open it,” 
You slowly pulled the little ribbon on the top, the ribbon fell gracefully on your blood stained hands. Slowly taking the top off you only caught a glimpse of the inside before dropping it. Falling out of the gift box was a human heart, the blood oozing out of the heart pooling on your recently cleaned floor. You scrambled back, your back hitting against the wall harshly. 
“W-what is this?” You exclaimed looking over at him, all he had was a small smile as he walked around the counter getting closer to you. 
“A profession of my love, darling.” His small smile turned into a smile.You were still scrambling away to the back room.
“With a human heart! What is wrong with you?” You yelled, all he did was start to laugh, a laugh that soon turned into a cackle.
“What is wrong with me? With me? Oh darling, everything.” He made eye contact with you, his eyes blown wide with lust as he continued his approach. 
“Those little gang members won’t hurt you ever again.” He whispered as he encaptured you between his arms against the wall. Inches away from his face as he gave a manic smile. 
“You did this, killed all those gang members?” Your voice wobbled as you tried to grasp the situation. 
“Oh yes, I did, made sure they won’t hurt you ever again.” He whispered, his face inches away from you. You were shaking uncontrollably, you didn’t know how to react.
“Please don’t hurt me.” You whispered your voice quivering with every word. The man just cackled as he rested his head against your shoulder. 
“Hurt you… haha… I can never hurt. Not you, never.” 
“I… don’t even know your name.” He stared straight into your eyes, his ruby red ones shining in the light, piercing through yours. 
“I go by many names, but I prefer you call me Zandik.” Zandik reached out to your face, creasing it, the smell of metal filled your senses as he spread the blood all across your face. He leaned in his lips inches away from yours, you can feel his breath against your face.
“I would kill the whole world for you, I want you so badly. Please…” He pleaded, resting his forehead against yours. 
“I…I…” 
“Please…” You looked away for a second before Zandik let out a sound of frustration before slamming his lips against yours. It was rough, he had your arms pinned, you can’t move an inch. When he pulled away he smiled as he stroked your cheek. You’re pretty sure that the majority of your face is covered in blood. 
“I want you.” He murmured against your skin as his hands trailed back untying your apron.
“Do you want me?” He asked looking straight into your eyes, you just nodded. He started to laugh, the mood completely shifting for both of you. For him he was ecstatic, but for you… you have no idea. You were scared, afraid, but also calm? Like sure this Zandik man killed a bunch of men, but he did it in your honor. He has no ill intention on harming you, and he is clearly doing it out of love. But do you love him? All these thoughts stirred in your head as you felt Zandik’s hands trailed down your dress till it was underneath the frills. 
“Haa, do that again? Make that sound again, you sound so cute.” He breathed as he started to hike up your dress. The dress crumpled up to your waist as you obliged his request by whimpering again as you felt the cold wind of Snezhnaya brush against your legs. Zandik pulled back admiring how you looked. He chuckled as he leaned in towards your ear.
“You look beautiful with all this blood. So beautiful…” He whispered as he worked his way towards your panties. But was stopped your sudden grip on his wrist. He looked shocked at your audacity to stop his advancement. 
“C-could you at least wash the blood off your hands.” You mumbled as you looked away, “I don’t really want someone’s blood inside me.” It clicked in Zandik’s head and he rushed over to the sink, scrubbing his hands clean of all the blood. You stood there in shock on what’s happening. Everything is settling on you like a ton of bricks. This man who you're about to have sex with just killed a bunch of people these past months, and just professes his love to you with a human heart. How… strange. You listened to him mutter to himself something about, “not wanting other guys dna inside you.” that “you belong to him and him alone.” or “I’ll never let anyone hurt her again.” You weren’t going to lie, it was lowkey hot to see him like this. He patted his hands down on his pants before latching himself back onto you. His lips were back onto yours devouring you lips like there was no tomorrow. You couldn’t help but moan against his lips as he started to slowly grind against you. You could feel how hard he was against your cloth vagina. 
“I can’t help myself dear, you are so perfect.” He murmured against your skin, you felt his gloved hands trail down playing with the edge of your underwear. You felt him smile against your skin as he pulled your underwear to the side and plunge two fingers into your soaking wet clit. You heard him groan as he worked your way through your vagina. 
“You’re already so wet for me dear. So perfect, taking in my fingers like this.” He moaned as he fastened his pace. The moans couldn’t stop as you closed your eyes. The feeling was so overwhelming, the foreign feeling of his leather gloves pistoning in and out of you felt strange yet pleasurable. Zandik was biting against your skin, his shark-like teeth biting down on your exposed neck, you felt your blood trickle down your neck. His pace fastened with each thrust, you couldn’t hold back your moans. Whimpering his name every now and then, which seemed to get a reaction out of him. 
“Ha, I’m close.” You breathed out, feeling the coil tighten in your stomach. But the minute you said that you felt Zandik’s fingers ripping out of your inside. You whined at the sudden loss of his fingers. 
“I know darling, but I promise you. I’ll make you feel so so much better. I swear.” He cackled as he fiddled with his pants. You intently watched as he pulled his now hard cock out. He slapped it against your clit, earning a moan. You eyed at the sheer size of his cock. It was huge. You don’t think it would fit inside you.
“It’s not going to fit.” You exclaimed, panicking looking up to Zandik’s glaring red eyes.
“Too big? Haha, don’t worry darling, I’ll make it fit.” Zandik smiled as he lined up his cock with your vagina. 
“It’s not going to fit-” You were cut off as Zandik shoved his girthy cock all the way in one go. You yelled in pain and pleasure by the stretch. You tried to tell him to slow down but your cries fell on deaf ears as Zandik set a rough pace. He seemed to lose his own pleasure to listen to your pleas. You felt tears start to flow down your cheeks by the stretch of Zandik’s dick. Zandik started to laugh like a mad man looking down on you, his eyes wide like a crazed man.
“You look so beautiful like this darling, so beautiful when you cry.” He laughed, slamming his lips against yours, kissing your pain away. 
“Please, I want to cum.” You cried pulling away from him, the pain turning into pleasure as Zandik continued his rough pace.
“Ha, so obedient, so perfect. You were made for me,” He moaned as he gently cupped your face.
“Look at you, you were worried about my dick fitting yet look,” He tilted your head to see his dick disappear inside your vagina with each rough thrust, “your pussy was made for me, molded just me, and me only.” Your walls flutter against his dick with his words, which causes Zandik to groan.
“And now, you’re sucking me in with every thrust. Greedy greedy girl.” He chuckled as he captured your lips again. When he pulled away, a thin string of spit kept you connected.
“I’ve been aching for you for weeks now,” He started his confession, “every night, I would imagine how perfect you would be around my cock. And-ha, just look. It’s perfect, you're perfect, just for me. You’re mine, got it?” His words fell out of his mouth in pure pleasure as he started to draw dizzy circles around your clit. That sent your nerves into overdrive, moans kept falling out of your mouth. Your senses were sent into overdrive, every touch from Zandik made you clamp down around his dick. You couldn’t help it, the pure bliss that you were feeling was out of this world. 
“C-close.” You were able to get out, Zandik just chuckled before quickening his already fast pace. 
“Gods please, I want your vagina to suck me dry. Please, let me cum inside you.” Zandik moaned, “I want you to bear my children. Gods please.” All you could do is nod as you felt that coil tighten again in your stomach. 
“Please Zandik, I want to cum.” You moaned, the mere mention of his name made him go into overdrive. Circling his fingers around your clit faster, and faster. Every sense went into overdrive and you couldn’t hold it in longer. Clamping down on his cock you shook violently as you screamed out of his name. Zandik continue his rough pace fucking you through your high.When you came down from your high, you felt Zandik pull out of your overstimulated hole. You whine from the empty feeling, as Zandik let you fall to your knees, exhausted from everything. But Zandik wasn’t done, he stroked his dick faster and faster aiming it straight to your face. He cupped your chin making you look up at him with your fucked out face.
“So beautiful, so perfect. Just for me, tell me you want me.” Zandik breathed, he continued to stroke his dick before you stop his action. Confused, he watched as you replaced his hands with yours as you started to stroke him from base to tip. Zandik eyes blown wide from your actions he couldn’t help but start to thrust into your hands.
“I’m yours.” You muttered as you gave kitten licks on his tips. Zandik groaned as his dick twitched in your hands. The white warm semen painted your face, he had so much cum in him that by the time he finished you are probably sure your face is covered full of cum and blood. Zandik was breathing heavily as he gave a cackle. He smeared the cum and blood across your face, giving a small smile. 
“You look so beautiful with my cum painted all over your face.” You didn’t respond, only your heavy breathing was heard in the quiet bakery. You two stood in silence before Zandik noticed something outside the bakery, stuff his cock back into his slacks.
“Stay down there darling.” He smiled before turning towards the bakery door. You didn’t peak up but you heard the bakery bell ring indicating someone walked inside. 
“Lord Dottore! We’ve been looking all over for you.” Someone said, Lord Dottore? You mean the 2nd Fatui Harbinger? You looked up at “Zandik” who was annoyed by the disruption. 
“What is it?” He sounded annoyed. 
“We’ve located the gang that was harassing the bakery owner.” One of them stated, you watched as “Zandik” snatched the paper out of the person's hands.
“Very well, get to it then. I want any survivors sent to the lab. Have Prime deal with it.” He sounded a mix of boredom and anger as he dismissed the people who entered the bakery.
“Yes lord Harbinger.” They both said, before you hear them walking out of the bakery. Zandik turned back to you, giving you a wicked smile.
“Y-you’re the 2nd harbinger?” You whispered trying to scoot away.
“Oh are you scared now that you know my identity? Aw, you hurt me dear.” “Zandik” smiled, kneeling down to your level. He reached out for you stroking the cum and blood across your face.
“I promise you no one will hurt you again right?” You nodded at his statement, “Good. Now that I marked you I will always protect you… from anyone.”
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♡ Chemistry – Author’s Note ♡
(づ ᴗ͈  ˬ ᴗ͈ )づ*.゚ Read Chemistry here!!
ଘ(∩^o^)⊃━☆   Read Magnum Opus here!!
Aakdndknkda thank you to everyone who expressed their love for Dottore’s twisted love story!! It warms my heart knowing that y’all enjoyed my writing and suffered from brainrot  ψ(`∇´)ψ
This post will discuss my characterization of Yandere! Dottore, the science behind his elixir, creative details in the fic, and bonus content. It will also double as my processing session as I recover from Dottore  ꒰✘Д✘◍꒱
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“In the realm of science, love and insanity are closely intertwined mysteries. Disillusioned with the world, you have long forgotten its beauty…until the wise doctor gives you a change of perspective.” (AO3 summary)
ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ Introduction ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ
♡ As of now, Chemistry is my darkest fic. I was originally going to write for Yandere! Dottore x Yandere! Reader until I got inspired by the biochemistry of love. Thus we ended up with a body-horror-esque story about Dottore breaking his darling through science. I found it quite fun to write about a darling who is more needy and obsessive than the yandere~
♡ Assistant! darling is a mix of the common darling tropes for Dottore:: old friend + test subject + fellow scientist + devoted supporter + Akademiya batchmate + Fatui assistant. I wanted to combine those different relationships and I’m quite happy with the final result. Compared to my other yandere fics, Dottore x Assistant’s dynamic has more banter and familiarity.
♡ Once again, say thank you to @diodellet​ for her peer review!! She offered so many helpful comments for Chemistry and Magnum Opus, and my fics wouldn’t be the same without her input Σ੧(❛□❛✿)
ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ Characters ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ
♡ Rip among the Harbingers, Dottore was the most difficult to write for. For his Webttore and Primettore characterizations, I rlly wanted to highlight the differences between his younger and older self. His dialogue alone required the most source-checking for that proper balance of prose and scientific speech :’>
♡ Dottore strikes me as a very sadistic yandere who wants to be entertained in the relationship. His “love” starts out as morbid fascination, and he originally views his darling as an expendable test subject. As his feelings develop, he becomes more averse to harming her but nonetheless remains very cruel and controlling.
♡ Additional notes on Yandere! Dottore~
♡ Assistant’s character is more self-insert-friendly than my other darlings. This is because her breaking point/ Dottore’s methods don’t require any psychoanalysis or detailed backstory, excluding what started her crush on him. Because of her healthy upbringing and prestige as an Akademiya scholar, she is more confident, outspoken, and (academically) intelligent.
♡ My own name and appearance for Assistant
♡ After the Archon Quest, I had to give the Segments more scenes!! Each clone views/ treats Assistant differently—the older the Segment, the more fondness he feels towards her. Their rivalry was very entertaining haha Dottore get exposed by yourself
ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ Elixir ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ
♡ For the elixir, I was inspired by irl studies on love’s effects on the physical body. The drug’s main purpose was to alter the hypothalamus’s production of “happy hormones,” causing hormone deficiencies and addiction-like symptoms. This is how Assistant’s genuine feelings turned into unhealthy codependency.
♡ As for the other effects, Dottore told the truth when he said that it would rewire the circadian rhythm and improve the immune system. That was inspired by the news story about a Russian scientist who injected himself with ancient bacteria lol. I incorporated the Nilotpala lotus to make it sound scientifically legit and tug at Assistant’s heartstrings bc AAHH ZANDIK MADE SMTH OUT OF HER RESEARCH :’0
ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ Literary Motifs ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ
♡ Science of love – Since we’re talking about Dottore, I couldn’t write his fic without making it all sciencey. It was fun to write about the different scientific terms/ theories related to attraction from chemical hormones to the golden ratio.
♡ Secret – This is an important concept to Assistant, since sharing secrets requires a certain degree of trust and closeness. Given the ambiguity of her relationship with Dottore……yeahhh she values that sign of intimacy. This recurring theme is also kind of ironic, since science is about sharing knowledge.
♡ Godhood – For Magnum Opus, I wanted to incorporate more of Dottore’s canon lore. It was easy to draw a parallel between love and worship since both have themes of euphoria, devotion, and power.
ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ Chapter Titles ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ
♡ Scientific terms – Fun fact, most of my prewriting work came from googling all of those love hormones, physical reactions, etc. I’m pretty sure that I spent more time researching those irl terms over Genshin lore -.-
♡ Research notes – I wanted to provide details on the experiment and show the progression of Dottore’s feelings *cough* his comment on Assistant’s “cute” expression, the use of Assistant’s name *cough* I used Zandik’s Legacy and Eleazar Hospital Notes as my reference.
ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ Deleted Scenes ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ
♡ ii. blood rush originally had a scene where Assistant cuts class to spend time with Dottore at Devantaka Mountain. He was going to visit her classroom and convince her to skip her boring lecture.
♡ The golden ratio scene in viii. vasopressin was originally the moment Assistant begins crushing on Dottore. I transferred that scene to a later stage of their relationship since it felt “too soon” for Dottore to say that. I might recycle that scene as an independent one-shot someday, because his darling falling for the parts of Webttore which aren’t considered scientifically beautiful!!
♡ The first draft of Magnum Opus had a conversation where Dottore compares his Segments to the idea of naturally conceiving a child with his darling. This is another scene which I might post separately one day if I feel like it. All I can say is that I’m never writing anything with family/ children for Dottore.
♡ Read An Experiment in Procreation here!!
ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ My Favorite Scenes ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ
Assistant’s Special Files
♡ It’s the tension which kills it for me. Dottore’s charming threats, Assistant almost realizing the truth, the obvious red flags, THE KISS WHICH FOLLOWS!! I was worried about how the scene would play out, but it turned out quite nicely compared to the first draft And yes, his darling gets special folder rights.
Kiss scenes + First Time + Somnophilia
♡ I f*cking died writing those scenes. Ofc Dottore’s fic has the most spice. Ofc he is the character who made me write about detailed makeouts and somnophilia for the first time. Ofc I had to highlight the difference between Webttore and Primettore’s kisses. I hate this harness-wearing man with every fiber of my being. And if I didn’t make this headcanon clear enough through the hair-pulling and mutual love bites, I’ll say it here:: He is a switch.
Conclusion of the experiment
♡ Unhappy ending time!! From the start, I wanted x. pair bond to be about Dottore testing his darling’s loyalty and revealing his own feelings. My browsing history was full of search results for “how to write a choking scene” rip. Also aaahh Dottore’s messy appearance, bare arms, and soft gaze~
♡ The ending of Magnum Opus turned out much softer than expected. The last research note…….Dottore and Assistant finally doing something unrelated to research…….watching the sunrise together again…….Dottore’s scarf and their banter…….his soft resignment to his feelings!! The experiment is a success <3
ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ Dottore x Assistant Playlist ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ
Thanks a lot, Dottore, now these songs are stuck in my head >:T
♡ Doctor by Jack Stauber ft. Sarah
♡ Suki Suki Daisuki by Jun Togawa (Caitlin Myers cover)
♡ Hatsukoisou by FLG4 ft. Flower
♡ Otome Dissection by DECO*27 ft. Hatsune Miku
♡ Rumor by Police Piccadilly ft. GUMI
Once again, thank you for reading Chemistry and Magnum Opus!! I can’t describe how happy I am every time I read your comments, and it is entertaining to see everyone crying over Dottore bc of me. Sweet dreams  ꒰◍ᐡᐤᐡ◍꒱
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