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hello, this is alex :3

i have moved on from this blog and will no longer post here. i am currently still writing on tumblr, but not for genshin impact or tot. thank you for your love and support over the years. blog is still active for old works - masterlist here

xx

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alright this is going to be a long one so please bear with me. i'm going to explain where i've been, what's going on, and what the future of this blog is :)

i'm starting this post off with an apology. i basically vaguely announced a hiatus a year ago and dropped from the face of tumblr. i never really meant to keep you all in the dark and i'm sorry for that. you guys were some of the best things to happen to me so for me to drop out like that just sucked, so i'm really sorry

my life has been all over the place is the simple way to explain it. it's funny, this blog was created around my freshman/sophomore year and now i'm a high school graduate as of last month. on top of that, the transition from hs to college has been rough. as of rn, i am not in the financial situation to afford college, forcing me to give up going to my dream college and instead go to cc. i don't mind saving the money, but it's still quite heartbreaking. my friends are also leaving at this time and later, one to my dream college, leaving me to wish that was me. it's a tough reality that i'm eventually going to be able to accept. i now also have a job, payments to make for gas and insurance, and summer activities that have slowly piled. i'm very fortunate to be where i am, but this leaves me to lack writing motivation

this is the position i'm in; i want to write, i just don't know what i want to write. lately, i haven't found much media that has sparked as much inspo as say genshin or spiderman or persona. it's frustrating. i have all of these ideas but can't do anything with them. it's burning me out and i'm at a point where i don't know what to do with my ideas anymore. it's heartbreaking to disappoint so many people, but it's the way things are

i don't know what the future of this blog is. truly. i don't want to sit here and promise all of you who followed me before new genshin content, because that's just not plausible. i don't like genshin impact anymore. after the whole issue with the content creation community and the character designs and all of the controversy, i didn't wish to associate with the game. plus, it just wasn't fun or entertaining anymore. it hurts to say that; i owe a lot to the game. but that's the reality. i won't write for genshin anymore. i went in and deleted a good amount of posts, but i didn't delete my works. i had the urge to, but i didn't. i know those fics mean a lot to multiple people for reasons personal to them, and it would be wrong of me to take that away. that's not what my blog is about

i wish to continue writing, that's a given. ultimately, i might turn multi-fandom. i was kind of multi-fandom in the first place, so this won't be new. what fandoms will i engage in? i don't know. but i like to believe that that is ultimately up to me, as this is my blog that i worked hard to build up. i will eventually create a list of fandoms i write for, when the motivation comes. mutuals, if you made it this far i would love to share my ideas with you guys, should you need them. i have a lot, trust me lol. don't be afraid to reach out :)

if you read this far, thank you. it means you care about me and this blog, which warms my heart. i love you all truly. i hope you aren't to disappointed in this update. i hope you can continue to support my endeavour into new medias. and i hope that you all find your own motivation to do what's best for yourself, regardless of what other people think.

thank you and i love you to the end of time.

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UHMM HEYY! heyy. how yall doin? its me, ur boy. ur girl. still here. alive. uhh how are we babes

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btw i have a new acc :)

@hobie-enthusiast

gonna focus on spider-man for now cuz wow so go follow u know 🫶

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im gonna be so honest right now

im just not into genshin anymore. i havent opened the game since uhh january? ive deleted it off my phone and such and its just not interesting to me anymore

i still have will to continue my pantalone series ill tell u that. but idk about genshin content as a whole.

idk i might center my account around new franchises but for rn this acc is just kind of here? we’ll see where this goes together :)

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celebrity au where reader is a seat filler and sits next to them and they meet each other

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REST WELL !

༄ synopsis… how they sleep w/ you, their partner

༄ characters… genshin men + tot men x reader

༄ tags… scenarios, fluff, cuddling, domestic life

༄ words… n/a

༄ author’s thoughts… still on hiatus but i wanted to give something out so here we go :)

He simply can’t fall asleep until he knows you have fallen sleep. Of course, he won't admit this to you. But, he always makes sure he's in a position where he can either see your face or hear you breathing. With his arms around you, making sure you feel safe with him, he'll pretend to fall asleep along with you. Only then when he knows your breathing steadies and your eyes relax is when he can finally allow himself to fully relax his body. His natural nature is to protect you, and protecting you when your sleeping is nothing different. It's the way he is, and he genuinely can't help put planting a soft kiss to your forehead, hoping it brings security to you.

ayato, childe, diluc, itto, kazuha, thoma, tighnari, xiao, artem, marius, vyn

He tends to like to stay up and immerse himself in either a book or work. But, at your request, he'll do it in bed next to you. You'll be cozied up next to him, lying right as his side. He'll either have his hand stroking your hair or holding your hand. Whatever work he can manage with one hand he will accomplish. And of course, it's quite easy to read a book with one hand. And by the time he's finished, he'll notice your figure sleeping soundly with that content expression you normally have. A soft smile crosses his lips and he turns off the light beside him, lying down next to you to get a peaceful night of rest with you by his side.

alhaitham, albedo, ayato, diluc, kaeya, pantalone, zhongli, artem, vyn

He always ensures that you're comfortable and prepared to relax in bed before he can even think of getting himself ready for bed. Whether you need medication before bed, a warm cup of hot tea, or some sort of nightly ritual, he will make sure it's all done. Of course, you have to remind him that he is just as important. So, this entire time, you are also making sure that he's doing what he needs to do before bed. Luckily, the two of you can develop a routine together in no time. You work together, then flop into bed, exhausted. But it's all worth it to be able to spend what seems to be insufficient time together, but it's so much more to the two of you.

childe, cyno, gorou, kaeya, thoma, luke, marius

His tactic of helping you go to sleep is whispering into your ear and allowing his voice to fill the night air. Just simple, "I love you so much" and "You are absolutely perfect, my love" are his absolute favourites. He loves rambling on about how amazing you are to him, and even about his day, if you ask about it. He also adores listening to your voice, if you don't feel too tired to talk. But if you are, that's okay. He will happily continue to talk and allow his voice to lull you to sleep. Even once he's sure you've fallen asleep, he'll continue with some small loving words. "Goodnight my beloved. May your dreams be nothing but sweet."

ayato, childe, gorou, itto, kaeya, kazuha, pantalone, thoma, tighnari, luke, marius, vyn

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MY FAVOURITE PROFESSOR !

༄ synopsis… some scenarios and headcanons with the best teachers around in school (aka you and your husband) pt.1

༄ characters… ayato, childe, kaeya, pantalone x teacher!reader

༄ tags… modern au, domestic married life, fluff, petnames (darling, my beloved, my dear), malewife childe teehee, gift giving

༄ words… n/a

༄ author’s thoughts… in collaboration with @yae-publishing-house for the modern au event! part two will come soon! i might publish another piece for this collab but here's this for now! also worth mentioning that the class and courses they teach are all offered at my school!

ayato !

The beloved and exciting math teacher

Along with you, the engaging history teacher

Together, you create an engaging environment for all your shared students

And though you thought no one knew of your marriage, the students mentioned how obvious it was

After all, the two of you are normally seen together around the school

You both laughed it off and even tell stories to the students if they're interested

Ayato loves doing his lesson plans with you

Motivating each other to get them done while also making the learning fun and engaging

Plus, it’s better to ask for a second opinion

Now, he knows that calling out of work is not good

But there are some days where you both will get subs for your classes to spend a much needed break or day out together

Most of it comes from your vacation days but some may come from those sick days

What can you say? Ayato is one needy person sometimes, it’s quite adorable

Speaking of needy, the two of you are so close you even have classrooms next to each other

It’s convenient for students who need to get between the two of your classes quickly

Sometimes, the two of you will both stand outside your door greeting students just to see each other

Some of your students will talk to you both at the same time just to hear some of the playful teasing and banter that goes on between you two

The dynamic you two share is something the teens get a kick out of

Who were you both to deny them something that brings them joy in a learning environment?

Overall, working and teaching together is fun for you both, and you both enjoy what you do!

“Alright, now that the game is set up, please get to playing with your partners!”

The room instantly fills with chatter as your students begin playing the board game you set up. It was a history lesson game, something to help them remember the information for the coming test. You begin walking around the room, chatting happily with the students.

Over on the side, Ayato leans on the frame of your door while staring towards you. His class today was called to take yearbook pictures, so he had nothing particular to do. Why not pay a visit to his beloved?

He admired the way you were engaging with your class. Pointing out small details, laughing with them, overall making the class environment warm and welcoming. You had such a caring and happy nature, it’s just one of the many reasons he fell so deeply in love with you.

You glance up and finally meet his eye. Your smile grows wider as you say something to the kid you were helping before walking towards him.

“Don’t you have a class, Mr. Kamisato?” You question with a teasing tone.

He smiled down at you. “Can’t a man learn the basics of high school history?”

“Maybe. Though I might not be the best teacher for the job.”

“Oh?” Your husband questioned, bending down to your level. “But you’re the best teacher in the world. Who better for the job?”

You couldn’t help but flush at the flattering words. “Sounds like a bias. Now, what would you like for lunch today?”

Before the man could answer, a student called for you. You call out a ‘be right there’ before turning back to Ayato.

“Sorry, I gotta help them. But text me what you want, okay? It’s on me today.”

Ayato nodded, giving your hand a squeeze before you rush off to do your job. He admired the way you try to divide your attention, always making time for him and your students at the same time. This applied with home life too, whether it be helping him or grading your own papers. Your husband was so smitten for you, he wanted a nice lunch to give you a small break.

Now he just had to ask for your favourite meal for lunch to spend the best time together after class.

childe !

The hyper physical education teacher

Along with you, the nice french teacher

The two of you are THE teachers to get

The common “Yeah! Their classes are easy!” and “When they’re happy they give out extra credit!”

Which was exactly right

The two of you mentioned your marriage briefly on the first day, and the students wanted to know it all

Ajax loves to brag about you and how amazing you and your class is

Sure you do the same, but not as much as he does

On your off periods, you’ll join him and his students outside to help out with anything he needs

He appreciates the help, but loves spending that time together way more than anything

You’re always encouraging him to join you at school events and gatherings

Conferences, games, plays, you name it, you drag him to go to support the school

Speaking of sports, he coaches both the baseball and basketball teams

After school practices don’t bother you; after all you sit by his stuff and work on grading papers while he’s busy

Before you leave in the morning, you also check to make sure you both have everything

He’s quite forgetful with a lot to bring, but luckily he has you to help!

He’s also very encouraging in the nights you have a lot to grade for the next

He will make you a warm drink and play music while sitting with you to help you stay sane during it all

You have zero complaints about teacher life with your husband, and you wouldn’t trade it for anything else in the world

“Alright, one lap around! Then practice is over!”

Ajax watched as the group took off for their cooldown lap, a sigh escaping his lips. It was a hot day, he couldn’t deny that. But he still had to keep the same routine going. The man simply made it shorter than normal.

Once practice was finished and the students packed up, you walk over to him, carrying his bottle of water. “Drink some water, darling. You’ve been sweating your arms off.”

“Oh! Thank you.” He responded, sending a wink your way before drinking the water.

You smile back and gather up his stuff for him. Ajax had some paperwork to fill out quickly like always. You were simply helping him out, which he greatly appreciates.

Once he finished, he met you outside the obvious to begin the drive home. He insisted on driving, leaving you to relax comfortably after a long day.

“Do you have to grade tonight?” Your husband questioned, holding your hand on the center console.

You let out a small hum of acknowledgment. “Unfortunately. Grades are due soon so I need to stay on top of it.”

“Alright, I’ll make dinner then. It’ll be a surprise.”

You already knew he was going to make your favourite meal. But you kept quiet, only smiling in response.

Once you made it home, you immediately made your way to your office, beginning your workload. Luckily it wasn’t as much as some other days, but it was still quite a but. Curse you for putting off your work till the end of the week.

In the kitchen, Childe is quietly listening to music, making up a nice dinner. He wants to spoil you of course, so he makes everything to the best of his ability. Even lights a few candles and places some flowers on the table to surprise you!

Once he’s finished, he goes to your office, massaging out your sore muscles and requesting you come eat and take a break. You do, and of course you are pleasantly surprised at everything he did for you.

“Only the best for you, my favourite teacher.” He says, planting a kiss on your forehead. “Now, let’s enjoy this night and weekend, alright?”

kaeya !

The mysterious health teacher

Along with you, the silly band teacher

Honestly, your students had no time to even question your relationship

On the first day Kaeya let everyone know the two of you were married in his “get to know me” presentation

“And this is my amazing partner, [Name]! They also teach here as the band teacher!”

At the student-teacher baseball game you once held, he told you he’d make a home-run, just for you

…he did not make a home-run

Cue the relentless teasing from you and even some of his students for losing the match

But don’t worry, you’re still proud of him regardless

He’s also very proud of you and all that you do!

You have a very successful band and you’ve won quite a few competitions in your years there

A lot of the school knows you from being quiet.. the character of a teacher

You’re always proposing fun ideas and activities that would blow people away

And Kaeya only encourages everything you want to do

He's your biggest supporter after all!

His favourite thing to do is take you on vacation during school breaks

Break is for everyone so you both deserve the time to relax without having to worry about every one of your students

He's also very much a gentleman to you on and off campus

He dotes upon you, holds open the door for you, all of that jazz

He's practically the perfect teacher while also being the perfect husband

The last school bell finally rang, and you let out a sig of relief. There was a lot to do before the competition tomorrow, and you needn't spare any time. After your students left the room, you got to work taking out the necessary instruments and materials.

Not too far from your room was Kaeya, who just finished his last class as well. He dropped by the office to grab your papers for you and wanted to surprise you.

He didn't expect to come to the room in such chaos.

"I know competitions are stressful but normally it doesn't take place before the competing.." He said, setting the papers on your desk.

You sigh and stand straight up. "Excuse the mess, but I forgot to ask students to help during lunch! There's nearly no time!"

Kaeya could sense the slight panic in your tone. He knew you didn't want to let anyone down by not being prepared, but he was worried. Watching you run around like a chicken with your head cut off was not the best sight in the world.

"Alright, firstly why don't we calm down?" Your husband says, walking to stand in front of you. "Some deep breaths, okay? Then we'll assess what we need to do."

Despite not wanting to stop working, you saw that look Kaeya was giving. You sigh and take a deep breath, allowing your body to relax and feel content. Your head drops to his shoulder as you groan.

"What would I do without you, Kae? I need to be more organized.."

Kaeya chuckled, patting your back. "Nonsense! Now, let's get to work! What needs to be done?"

The real question was what didn't. Instruments needed to be set out, permission slips needed to be counted, and lunches had to be prepared and discussed with the kitchen staff. There was also more to do, but those were your main concerns.

"Easy enough, let's get started then!"

And spon enough, everything you were so stressed about doing alone was done in a simple two hours. You were oh so grateful for your husband who volunteered his time to help you. You even promised him a nice dinner tonight at his favourite restaurant. Considering it a thank you, while he considers it to be a pre-competition celebration. Either way, you wouldn't pass up an amazing opportunity to have a nice night with your lover.

Kaeya couldn' help but admire your commitment to getting things done for your students. You were such a caring and dedicated teacher, whether the students saw it or not. Though you may be titled 'The Crazy One' around there, Kaeya is glad to be able to see past that. A vulnerable place that no one else could see. Because you trust him to help you be the best version of yourself. And that's something he will protect with everything in him.

pantalone !

The clever economics teacher

Along with you, the kind and collected math teacher

The two of you were like puzzle pieces that simply fit together

His students and yours would always make little plots to get you two to see each other before they knew you were married

Once you both saw through their plans, you decided to mess with them a little

You pretended that their plan worked and you were both going on a date that weekend

When they asked how it went, you tell them that it went so well, you both got married!

Once the initial shock wore off you both explained the joke and laughed at their attempts

He absolutely loves showing up to meetings with you

Sitting next to you, asking your opinion on a lot of things, and ensuring you’re involved overall

Oh and he will never accept anything unless he knows you will to

“Would you mind chaperoning the school dance?”

“Let me check with [Name] beforehand.”

And despite being on a teacher salary, the man is still very much rich

He will always leave little gifts on your desk before school or during lunch

Some common ones include flowers, jewelry, and your favourite snacks

He also likes it when your lesson plans connect

So if he’s teaching the value of bank interest, you’re teaching calculations of interest rate that same day

Just an easy way to help students remember the lessons you both taught

Your life together is calm and simple, but you find the little things to enjoy and share that joy you both have

Pantalone gives curt greetings to all the students that wave ‘hello’ to him. Most of them are his students taking his class while others knew of him through the school talk.

He finally arrived at his destination; your room. He gently knocks and hears a confirmation that he may enter. You knew it was him, so you can simply yell for him to let himself in.

A smile graces the man's lips when he walks inside, the calm atmosphere always welcoming him. Your husband walks to you, planting a kiss on your forehead.

"Busy?" He questions, noting the stack of papers and a red pen off to the side.

You smile, leaning back to look up at him. "Almost. I was going to get started."

He hums in acknowledgment at your words. Next, he reaches into his bookbag, pulling out a small black box. Pantalone bends over next to you, holding it out.

"A gift.. for you and your hard work, my beloved."

You let out a small sigh and chuckle. "Again? I received one today already!" You say in exasperation.

Although Pantalone's normal routine consisted of only gifting his darling one gift, he couldn't help but want to spoil you today. Of course this urge is there nearly everyday. But it's how he shows his love and adoration for you. You both know he's not the best with affectionate words, but his gifts convey things that words could never.

"Forgive me, but I saw this and immediately thought of you."

Opening up the box, your eyes are met with a gorgeous emerald ring. The design was intricate and you can only imagine the cost. But bringing that up to your husband would be futile. The present was perfect and you couldn't be more thankful.

"Thank you, my dear." You say, leaning up to place a gentle kiss on his lips. "You know, my students will notice it tomorrow."

To that, Pantalone can only chuckle. "I hope they compliment it then. Now, how about we go home and work on these papers, hm?"

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STEADY YOUR BREATHE !

༄ synopsis… many can’t combat the horrors of nightmares alone, especially children. luck for you, you have the comfort of your.. protector there to help you.

༄ characters… pantalone x child!reader

༄ tags… comfort, angst, platonic relationship, depictions of drowning, nightmares, panic attacks, nicknames (little one, darling, my dear), implications of past trauma (drowning)

༄ words… 1.2k

༄ author’s thoughts… this was very therapeutic thank u anon! re upload since the first didn’t show up on tags. masterlist.

Everything was dark.

Your body felt light. You were floating, right? Or maybe falling? Your feet weren’t planted on the ground, you knew that for certain. But why?

The further you fell, the more it hurt to breathe. Something was filling your lungs. Something heavy. Plunging further and further into your tiny lungs.

Why? Why can’t you breathe?

Your eyes glance up from where you fell(?). There stood your protector. The familiar face you had grown to adorn. It was him. Pantalone.

You reach a hand up to him as he reached down to hold on you. He had that worried look on his face. The one you only saw when he thought you were paying no attention to him. The one he would rather keep secret from the world.

Ah yes, the perfect secret of a harbinger actually harbouring feelings and care for someone.

For an agonizing long while, you tried to grab his hand. He made no effort to lower his hand to help you. It’s almost as if he was taunting you. Taunting your lack of ability to save yourself.

The heavy feeling of not breathing was about to overtake you. You could finally feel what was taking you over. It was a familiar feeling. Yes, you had felt this before.

You were drowning.

The realization hits you as the panic seeps in. You flail your arms, trying to get to the top of the body of water. More water was only filling your lungs the more you panicked.

Come on, wake up!

Everything was growing further from reality. Pantalone’s figure was fading from your view. He was saying something, his lips were moving. But what was he saying? You were too incoherent to even try to guess.

Wake up, please!

You felt this before. This sensation of being stuck. The trapping feeling with no one to help you.

The one person you can trust is standing there, simply taunting you. What gives him that right? He took you in!

Wake up!

That’s right, he took you in, so why would he taunt you? Unless.. he’s simply..

“[Name], wake up!”

You sit up quickly, taking a big swig of air. Everything hurts. It’s not a physical feeling, no. Everything hurts mentally.

Pantalone looks down at you, that worried expression reaching his face.

He had heard thrashing and whimpers coming from your room. The man had moved his office next to your room so he could keep a closer eye on you. And hearing such strange noises prompted him to leave his work to check on you.

He saw the way you were crying, struggling to take deep breaths. Pantalone knew the symptoms of a nightmare. He experiences them all the time.

He keeps his hands away, simply using his words to soothe you. “You were having a bad dream, darling. Everything’s okay. I’m right here.”

You look up at your protector, immediately clinging onto him. Your tears and heavy breaths never stop, no doubtably ruining his clothing.

“Shh, it’s alright.” Pantalone whispered, allowing himself to hold you. “Deep breaths, little one. Listen to the way I breathe.”

You try to do as he says, but it seems nearly impossible. The flashes of drowning and feelings of water in your lungs still linger. And the image of him simply laughing as you suffer.

Pantalone was trying to think of ways to calm you. How does one even calm a child in this state?

"You know, I have this client with the most magnificent stories."

What? The words were hardly reaching your ear, but they did. His words had nothing to do with right now.

Pantalone knew it would take more of the story to distract you, so he continued on. "He's a trader, so naturally, he travels around Teyvat. He's quite wealthy, so his funds were entrusted with me. And everytime he comes by to diposit more, he tells me of the fascinating tales of his travels. In one trip.."

The harbinger continues to tell the story, his voice helping soothe you. Half of his words you really didn't understand, but his voice was enough for you. After things calmed down slightly, you matched his breathing, taking some deeper breaths than him.

"There we go. Let's learn a simple breathing technique, hm?" He said, holding your small hand in his own. "In for 3 seconds, out for 4. That should suffice. Let's try together."

He spends the next half an hour helping you into a steady breathing pattern. It was slightly more difficult than usual thanks to your injured throat, but Pantalone didn’t mind. He was patient and kind with you. Many others could never even think to say that.

Once you calmed down, he began his questions. “What happened in your dream?”

“Dark.. water.. couldn’t..” You try to say, but your words begin failing you.

“Take your time, my dear.” The man assured, rubbing your back soothingly. “I’m right here.”

You nod and take another deep breath. “Drowning.. like.. before..” You manage to get out, looking up at him sadly. “You.. only.. laughed..”

Pantalone’s breath hitched, but only for a moment. He knew he must be strong for you, but archons that hurt him.

Not only did you say that you have nearly drowned before, but also that he wouldn’t help. Pantalone was worried you saw him as someone simply there. That wasn’t the case to him. He wanted to be there and help you. Aid you in every step of your life. Like.. like a..

No. It shouldn’t be like that.

‘What a strong kid..’

“I’m sorry such dreams plagued you tonight.” The harbinger decided to say, choosing his words carefully. “As long as I am with you, no one will ever harm you like this again.”

You manage a small smile, immediately hugging the man in front of you. You were so grateful for him. He was.. he was like the father you never had. Yes, father.

He was practically your father. But your true father turned out bad, so conclusions would not be helpful in this case.

Pantalone holds onto you until he hears soft snores coming from you. He let out a short breath, holding you a hair closer.

His instinct to protect you was only growing. There was the smallest piece of innocence left, he knows it’s there. He needed to find it and preserve it.

The harbinger lied back into the pillows, pulling a blanket over him to cover you. You moved for a second, only to peacefully cuddled into him after.

Pantalone couldn’t suppress a smile at your actions. Uncharacteristically, he placed a gentle kiss to your head.

“Good night, [Name]. I will watch over you and keep the bad dreams away.”

Yeah, this felt good. This feeling of having someone to protect and cherish. To dote upon and spoil as if they were his own. To.. to maybe even possibly love.

Oh yes, Pantalone could definitely get used to this.

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Would you write another chapter for the Pantalone x Child!Reader series where they wake from a nightmare with a panic attack and Pantalone comforts them?

STEADY YOUR BREATHE !

༄ synopsis… many can’t combat the horrors of nightmares alone, especially children. luck for you, you have the comfort of your.. protector there to help you.

༄ characters… pantalone x child!reader

༄ tags… comfort, angst, platonic relationship, depictions of drowning, nightmares, panic attacks, nicknames (little one, darling, my dear), implications of past trauma (drowning)

༄ words… 1.2k

༄ author’s thoughts… this was very therapeutic thank u anon! masterlist.

Everything was dark.

Your body felt light. You were floating, right? Or maybe falling? Your feet weren’t planted on the ground, you knew that for certain. But why?

The further you fell, the more it hurt to breathe. Something was filling your lungs. Something heavy. Plunging further and further into your tiny lungs.

Why? Why can’t you breathe?

Your eyes glance up from where you fell(?). There stood your protector. The familiar face you had grown to adorn. It was him. Pantalone.

You reach a hand up to him as he reached down to hold on you. He had that worried look on his face. The one you only saw when he thought you were paying no attention to him. The one he would rather keep secret from the world.

Ah yes, the perfect secret of a harbinger actually harbouring feelings and care for someone.

For an agonizing long while, you tried to grab his hand. He made no effort to lower his hand to help you. It’s almost as if he was taunting you. Taunting your lack of ability to save yourself.

The heavy feeling of not breathing was about to overtake you. You could finally feel what was taking you over. It was a familiar feeling. Yes, you had felt this before.

You were drowning.

The realization hits you as the panic seeps in. You flail your arms, trying to get to the top of the body of water. More water was only filling your lungs the more you panicked.

Come on, wake up!

Everything was growing further from reality. Pantalone’s figure was fading from your view. He was saying something, his lips were moving. But what was he saying? You were too incoherent to even try to guess.

Wake up, please!

You felt this before. This sensation of being stuck. The trapping feeling with no one to help you.

The one person you can trust is standing there, simply taunting you. What gives him that right? He took you in!

Wake up!

That’s right, he took you in, so why would he taunt you? Unless.. he’s simply..

“[Name], wake up!”

You sit up quickly, taking a big swig of air. Everything hurts. It’s not a physical feeling, no. Everything hurts mentally.

Pantalone looks down at you, that worried expression reaching his face.

He had heard thrashing and whimpers coming from your room. The man had moved his office next to your room so he could keep a closer eye on you. And hearing such strange noises prompted him to leave his work to check on you.

He saw the way you were crying, struggling to take deep breaths. Pantalone knew the symptoms of a nightmare. He experiences them all the time.

He keeps his hands away, simply using his words to soothe you. “You were having a bad dream, darling. Everything’s okay. I’m right here.”

You look up at your protector, immediately clinging onto him. Your tears and heavy breaths never stop, no doubtably ruining his clothing.

“Shh, it’s alright.” Pantalone whispered, allowing himself to hold you. “Deep breaths, little one. Listen to the way I breathe.”

You try to do as he says, but it seems nearly impossible. The flashes of drowning and feelings of water in your lungs still linger. And the image of him simply laughing as you suffer.

Pantalone was trying to think of ways to calm you. How does one even calm a child in this state?

"You know, I have this client with the most magnificent stories."

What? The words were hardly reaching your ear, but they did. His words had nothing to do with right now.

Pantalone knew it would take more of the story to distract you, so he continued on. "He's a trader, so naturally, he travels around Teyvat. He's quite wealthy, so his funds were entrusted with me. And everytime he comes by to diposit more, he tells me of the fascinating tales of his travels. In one trip.."

The harbinger continues to tell the story, his voice helping soothe you. Half of his words you really didn't understand, but his voice was enough for you. After things calmed down slightly, you matched his breathing, taking some deeper breaths than him.

"There we go. Let's learn a simple breathing technique, hm?" He said, holding your small hand in his own. "In for 3 seconds, out for 4. That should suffice. Let's try together."

He spends the next half an hour helping you into a steady breathing pattern. It was slightly more difficult than usual thanks to your injured throat, but Pantalone didn’t mind. He was patient and kind with you. Many others could never even think to say that.

Once you calmed down, he began his questions. “What happened in your dream?”

“Dark.. water.. couldn’t..” You try to say, but your words begin failing you.

“Take your time, my dear.” The man assured, rubbing your back soothingly. “I’m right here.”

You nod and take another deep breath. “Drowning.. like.. before..” You manage to get out, looking up at him sadly. “You.. only.. laughed..”

Pantalone’s breath hitched, but only for a moment. He knew he must be strong for you, but archons that hurt him.

Not only did you say that you have nearly drowned before, but also that he wouldn’t help. Pantalone was worried you saw him as someone simply there. That wasn’t the case to him. He wanted to be there and help you. Aid you in every step of your life. Like.. like a..

No. It shouldn’t be like that.

‘What a strong kid..’

“I’m sorry such dreams plagued you tonight.” The harbinger decided to say, choosing his words carefully. “As long as I am with you, no one will ever harm you like this again.”

You manage a small smile, immediately hugging the man in front of you. You were so grateful for him. He was.. he was like the father you never had. Yes, father.

He was practically your father. But your true father turned out bad, so conclusions would not be helpful in this case.

Pantalone holds onto you until he hears soft snores coming from you. He let out a short breath, holding you a hair closer.

His instinct to protect you was only growing. There was the smallest piece of innocence left, he knows it’s there. He needed to find it and preserve it.

The harbinger lied back into the pillows, pulling a blanket over him to cover you. You moved for a second, only to peacefully cuddled into him after.

Pantalone couldn’t suppress a smile at your actions. Uncharacteristically, he placed a gentle kiss to your head.

“Good night, [Name]. I will watch over you and keep the bad dreams away.”

Yeah, this felt good. This feeling of having someone to protect and cherish. To dote upon and spoil as if they were his own. To.. to maybe even possibly love.

Oh yes, Pantalone could definitely get used to this.

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AN UNLIKELY ENCOUNTER !

༄ synopsis… on his way back from an important business trip, pantalone runs into you, a defenseless child who needed some help. he spontaneously decided to take you in to protect you. he must now navigate through the path of caring for a child who needs a little extra affection, learning about himself along the way.

༄ relationship… pantalone x child!reader w/ other harbinger interactions

༄ general tags… platonic relationship, speech impediment, father-child relationship, navigating through past trauma, growth of character

༄ status… ongoing

INSTALLMENTS !

↳ an unlikely encounter - the ninth harbinger certainly didn't expect to return to headquarters with a child to care for. but fate had other plans for him (2.2k)

↳ sing me a lullaby - troublesome nights of sleep was practically inevitable for you, so pantalone goes to one of his colleagues for help (1.5k)

↳ steady your breathe - many can’t combat the horrors of nightmares alone, especially children. luck for you, you have the comfort of your.. protector there to help you. (1.2k)

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[au-starss]

HELP what if that's how the kid and Childe got to really know each other as well bc,, he went through that shit and he's fucking mortified that another kid gotta experience what he experienced you know 😭😭😭

Imagine Pantalone watching the light in your eyes fade when after he saves you... But still so attached to him like if u ever let go, you'd fall again 💔💔💔

elaborating on this ask to help get my motivation for writing back (its been a long week)

but pantalone recruiting childe to help him carefully navigate you to where you need to be, solely because it's around the abyss. he's careful, they both are. he prefers keeping you in his arms and holding you close as to not have anything happen.

well, accidents happen.

it was an honest accident. you were looking at something quite intensely, looking to catch up with the men soon after. only to slip and fall into the abyss.

pantalone wastes no time going in to save you. he's lucky to do so before any real damage is done. but he could already see it. the way light began draining from your eyes the further you fell. your screams dying into quiet wimpers when you were in his arms again.

no one knew about the accident besides him and childe. he kept it on the low, ensuring you won't be put on anymore lips than you possibly already were. he will request random check ups w dottore, but won't say what for.

he keeps an even closer eye on you than before. never letting you out of his sight, only with people he knows he can trust and would never try to attempt anything (which is a very short list of people).

childe is one of those people. he knows what it's like to lose that light when falling. the utter destruction you feel from the inside out. it makes him even closer w you. he wishes to only protect you, taking you to do things kids should be doing. he wants to be a big brother of sorts, only wanting what's best.

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HI IM GLAD YOU LIKE WHAT I WROTE,, DID MY BEST FOR U AS FAST AS I COULD 💪💪💪,, if i cant comfort then i can comfort THROUGH FANFICS

IM FOREVER SO GRATEFUL FOR U MAR THAT FIC WAS INSANELY COMFORTING ILY

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⎯⎯ ୨ Scars 2 ୧ ⎯⎯

ੈ♡˳ Il Dottore x Gn!Reader *ೃ༄

ੈ♡˳ 0.6k words ┊ Fluff *ೃ༄

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FOR @au-starss <3333 i already have a fic titled scars and since i wanted to deliver this to u p fast, i couldn't think of something else HDGSHAJDSA,, also double upload 🥴 hope tumblr dont shadowban me.. you weren't specific what kinda scars so i kinda went with everything AHAHAHA, extra soft dottore? this is how i view my dottore btw... ;)

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ cw: canon typical violence, basic dottore warnings, injuries, blood, kinda suggestive? if you read it that way but it's still v sfw nonetheless, dottore takes off ur shirt, makes out and that's it LOL, mentions of lots of scars and its v inclusive (sh, surgery, injuries, anything!)

There wasn't a day that Dottore didn't wish that not another wound would be inflicted on your body, especially deep ones that would leave scars on your skin.

He didn't think of them as unsightly blemishes of your body, heaven's no! Dottore worships them. They are part of you after all, and there isn't a detail of you that Dottore doesn't reveres, letting his hands roam all over your skin if you should ever allow him to. Not a single crevice left untouched, his fingers will trace all over your curves, and your scars will never be ignored.

You no longer question why there were times when Dottore would get down on his knees, parting your legs and position himself between them, then begin attaching his lips wherever he could whilst he slowly lifts your shirt up. He pours and pours his individual attention to your scars, starting from your abdomen, and takes his time to press tender kisses on the aching scars, trailing up toward your chest, then fully sliding off your bothersome shirt. His hands would travel all over your back, the sensation of his gloved fingers against your scars sending shivers up your spine.

Dottore relishes the pleased sighs that escape your lips as he continues onto your shoulders, then down onto your arm, his shower of kisses never ceasing even when he reached your wrists. The slight tremble of your hands didn't phase him, only encouraging him to give more of his love to your scars. And then finally, he would grace your lips with a piece of his attention, tilting his head to the side to deepen the passionate kiss. Dottore's hand would cradle the back of your head as you slowly laid back onto your bed, your arms snaking around his neck to pull him closer to you as he continued to ravish your lips. He will leave you breathless, weak, and desire more, eyes half-lidded as you gaze up at him.

Perhaps he did this because he felt guilty, after all. The longer you stayed with him, the more your scars began adding up. You fought for him, educating yourself on how to fight just so you could protect him with all your life. So back then, when he was expelled and often chased by people who were against him, you would get yourself hurt because of him, and your scars were a painful reminder of his selfishness; a time when he hadn't appreciated you as much as he does now.

Perhaps he wanted to give comfort to those scars that you had inflicted on yourself. Scars of battles you fought on your own, against the demons festering in your mind. He would always give them special attention when you allow him, his fingers kneading and tracing onto the scars that still ached with hurt and distress whenever your eyes lay on them. But if you hated seeing those scars, then Dottore could love them for you.

Perhaps Dottore wanted to ease the phantom pains you still experience on the scars he had given you, to save your life from certain death. He truly wished that they never left a mark on your body, but he knew that was impossible. Now, he would only glorify them, for those scars only gave you a sense of hope, and lead you to trust Dottore more. That if there was ever a time you needed his help, he would never turn you away, using his knowledge to save you, help you, protect you.

"Those days, huh?" You murmured softly into his ear, fingers raking through his hair as you pulled off his mask, his crimson eyes staring deeply into yours. Dottore didn't answer, but you could assume well enough that it was when he captured your lips back onto his once more.

Your scars, in Dottore's eyes, are just a part of your beautiful self. Details in a painting add more to the magnificence of the canvas. And he would kiss them all over again, each and every single one of them, if it meant giving you a semblance of comfort through the pain.

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[au-starss]

I swear to God I'm thinking of ways to give the poor kid in ur pantalone series soul crushing trauma like what happened to Childe because... Silly goofy ☺

would be a shame if oh i dont know..

the reader fell into the abyss..

MAYBE..

[au-starss]

SING ME A LULLABY !

༄ synopsis… troublesome nights of sleep was practically inevitable for you, so pantalone goes to one of his colleagues for help.

༄ characters… pantalone x child!reader, columbina

༄ tags… comfort, fluff, speech impediment, father-child relationship, possibly ooc pantalone?, possibly rushed ending

༄ words… 1.5k

༄ author’s thoughts… welcome to the second installment of my pantalone series! my inbox is still open for reqs and suggestions! enjoy thoroughly :) masterlist.

Pantalone had trouble getting you to fall asleep generally. You were untrusting of everyone besides him. It was only nautral considering your background before he came along.

The routine he established with you these past few weeks went like this; he would request that you get ready for bed, lie you down and attempt to leave, only for you to beg him to stay. He eventually gives in, and you end up falling asleep on his chest, holding him as if your life depended on it. After that, he was stuck with holding you, unable to get any work done.

While he found it endearing that you were already so trusting of him, he had fatui work to do. Work he couldn't do when taking care of you during the day. If he's stalled all throughout the day and night, he would be getting a talking to from the higher ups.

Her majesty, The Tasritsa, was not pleased when learning about you. She merely saw you as a roadblock to her grand plan. Something that will merely stir away Pantalone's attention from his goal. The man had to promise ten times over you wouldn't. You were merely a kid in need of some help, how could you?

That's why he needed a solution, and quickly.

Night had came again, and you were once again refusing slumber alone. Despite feeling guilty about taking up his time, you couldn't help it. What if something came for you while you slept? You simply couldn't risk it.

Pantalone suggested something new tonight. All you could do was sleepily agree as he picked you up, carrying you through the halls of harbinger headquarters.

"I have someone who can help you sleep, my dear." He says quietly, not wanting to wake anyone around.

You shake your head no, not wanting to sleep around anyone else. What if something happened? Pantalone needed to be there, just in case. He’s your protector, after all!

The harbinger sighed. “I know you have trouble with others, but she’s very lovely. And I’ll be with you during this.”

Even though you didn’t want to speak with anyone else, Pantalone’s voice was reassuring in your small ears. These short couple of weeks had created a strong bond between you two. One with trust, as if it was between a father and child.

Albeit fast, it was natural you get attached quickly. You were someone in need of help and safety. And the nice harbinger was providing that and more.

Pantalone carried you to a decently sized room with very little furniture. You looked up and caught sight of a woman. She was seemingly sleepy, but she had a warm smile.

“Regrator, welcome.” She greeted, though you didn’t know who she was speaking to.

Was it Pantalone?

“Columbina, a pleasure. This is [Name].”

You shyly look down at the lady, only to hide your face in the harbinger's coat. You had no interest in getting to know this lady when all you wanted was sleep.

"A shy one, are they?" Columbina questions, standing ever so gracefully.

Pantalone nods with a sigh. "I'm normally the one always with them, but I have work to do tonight." He explains.

The reason you were even brought here is thanks to Columbina's mysterious talent. Her singing is enough to lull anyone to sleep. Tha calm of her voice is enough for anyone to fall into slumber, expecially enemies and little children. Pantalone has seen her ability in action, and trusts she can help you.

"Worry no more." She assures, approaching you slowly. "Hello, little [Name]. I hear you have trouble resting."

You peer out from the make-shift safe haven of your potector's coat, nodding quietly. The harbinger in front of you seems nice.. but you simply refused to be with anyone besides Pantalone. It's always bad news when you're without him. So you simply nuzzle back in while yawning.

Columbina looks at you softly. "I see. Regrator, would you mind settling on the floor with them?"

Sitting on the floor wasn't something the man particularly enjoyed. He was of prestige after all. But he decided to bear it, for your sake. Pantalone drops to the floor with you in his arms just as Columbina does. She clears her throat gently before glancing up at him.

"Now now, for my solution for your sleep issue to work, you must trust me." She speaks, eyes still trained you both. "[Name], allow yourself to relax. And if you feel drawn to the melody, follow it."

And with those words, Columina began humming her whistful tune. It was a soft melody that Pantalone recognized instantly. It was the same tune his own mother would hum to him at night. He nearly forgot about it.

Your ears adore the way she sings. It’s as if the tune was calling you, drawing you over. It was calming in its own way, one that could easily put you to sleep.

Slowly, you creep out from Pantalone’s protective grasp, tugging on his arm to make him look down. “Wanna.. go.. her..”

He understood what you wanted and nodded with his normal soft smile. You crawl in her direction, looking up in awe as she continues humming the melody. Her eyes peak open and peer down.

“Come little one, get your rest.” She gestured to her lap, her arms spread wide as her song continued.

Catiously, you crawl into her lap, feeling the warmth of protection wrap around you. The sleeves of her coat were soft and perfect to lie your little head on. A wave of drowsiness overtook you as you made yourself comfortable, closing your eyes gently.

Pantalone watched the entire scene in awe. He never doubted Columbina's ability, oh no. Archons know how powerful she truly is. His true admiration came from how easily you succumbed to the lullaby. The man honestly thought you would put up more resistance.

Columbina smiles down on you. Gently, she messes with the hair atop your head. "They’re a good kid. I have a sense. How do you feel, Regrator?”

“Hm? Whatever do you mean?” Pantalone questioned.

Columbina laughs gently. “You’re practically a father as of two weeks ago. Surely a stoic man like yourself feels something about all of this." She explained, keeping her voice down.

As much as the harbinger wanted to deny his coworker's claim, he couldn't. He was truly nervous. All of his concerns about raising a kid properly came to the forefront of his mind.

That’s why he decided on something better for you in his eyes.

“Columbina, you speak as if I had adopted this child. I am simply housing them for now.” Pantalone responds, choosing his words carefully. “Besides, I have decided on finding a proper home for them soon. One less dangerous than anything I could provide.”

The woman frowns at his words. “But that isn’t what you wish for, is it?”

“Whatever could you mean?”

“Oh Regrator. You’re already attached to this kid whether you realise it or not.” Columbina sighs, casting her gaze down on your sleeping figure. “Would you like me to accompany them back their chambers?”

Pantalone shakes his head. “No need, I can do that and get back to work. Thank you for your service, Columbina.”

The harbinger stands and takes you from his colleague, ensuring you were secure in his arms. They bid each other goodbye and he leaves to take you to your bed.

Thoughts of what the other harbinger had said were swirling through his mind. She was right, it wasn’t what he wished for. He couldn’t ensure your safety 24/7 that way. But it was a safer option then putting you next to him for his enemies to snatch.

A harbinger’s child? The perfect target for an enemy that wants to hit that weak spot. Pantalone was in no way going to allow you to be put in that position.

The man reaches your shared chambers, right by his office. The harbingers were all graciously given an office or laboratory, whatever is fitting, as well as a private chambers to act as a bedroom if needed. Long work hours sometimes called for them to be here for weeks on end, without the ability to go home. It was ideal.

Soon, you’re soundly asleep in your bed, hugging the blankets strewn around closely. “Good night, my dear. May your dreams be protected and sweet while you rest.”

Pantalone leaves you alone after that to do his own paperwork. Even while busy, he’s thinking about what conspired tonight. Did he truly want for you to be in someone else’s care?

Maybe.. maybe he should ask you.

He should ask what you think of it all. After all, this was effecting you more than him. If you trust him to ensure you’re safety, then he should take that trust.

He’ll be honest with you. As honest as he can be.

For now, Pantalone will get back to his duties until you awaken. He may not have an answer for the future, but he has one for now.

And for now, he’ll be the one you can rely on to bring sweet dreams, protection, and everything in between.

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hi im here to bother you and be annoying !!!! (not a request just brainrot)

i was thinking about reader performing little 'experiments' on dottore and his segments. like, reader would be poking his cheek and prime would probably gave reader a questioning look at reader before swatting it away. webtorre would bite your finger. other segments, the gentler, calmer ones would not mind it one bit. so many different reactions, and you write them down each time. it was a bit funny to dottore and the segments, bc like them, were just doing our own silly research.

soft dottore...........

IM JUST GETTING TO THIS NOW GRR BUT YEA

our reader who’s simply curious as to what dottore’s process is when it comes to his segments. what results do they give? are they like him in a sense? so many questions with little answers

so who’s to stop u from going around and getting ur own results!