SUP3RNOV4

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[s6p3rnov4]

Hey everyone!

My internet name is Nova, so feel free to address me like this. (˶ᵔᗜᵔ˶)ﾉﾞ

I want to use the space here to connect with people with similar interests ;D Here are some things that I like:-

Anime (favorites: The Apothecary Diaries, TDLOSK, Demon Slayer, Frieren: Beyond Journey’s end, and Yuri!!! On Ice)

Genshin impact and Colorful stage

My favorite ships are Dottore x Pantalone and Childe x Zhongli, and Victuuri (I love yaoi ₊⊹𝜗ৎ♡⋆˚꩜｡⋆.)

I also love doing art (most traditional tho, I’m so bad at digital 😭)

My favorite characters are Pantalone, Childe and Lohen ☆𓈒ིྀ❤︎%༅.ೃ

I also write fanfic, and you can find the link to my AO3 page in my bio!!! I am working on a lot of them and can’t seem to finish any, but I have posted a dottalone fic if you’d like to try reading it!!!

Thanks!! Have a great day!!! ⋆¸*ೃ☼ ｡⋆ʚ♡ɞ

[s6p3rnov4]

𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓜𝓪𝓷 𝓗𝓮 𝓤𝓼𝓮𝓭 𝓽𝓸 𝓑𝓮

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⟡ Fandom :: Genshin Impact

⟡ Pairing :: Dottore × Pantalone

⟡ Rating :: Mature

❝ Dottore remembers things no one asks him to— and paints things no one else notices.

When Pantalone stays the night at Dottore's request, he uncovers something he never expected to find. ❞

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Excerpt:

Pantalone rang the bell of Dottore’s laboratory in a secluded corner of snowy Snezhnaya, where he saw one of his segments banging their head on a wall through the oval glass window. Pantalone raised an eyebrow as he continued to press the bell, no one responding to the obnoxious sound. “Hmm…” Before he could think, the segment that was going crazy dashed out the door, which left it open. Pantalone ignored the figure running away, and he stepped inside the lab. It was kind of dark except it was illuminated by dim lamps in every corner. There were books stacked everywhere, but not so that you couldn’t even walk. “Dottore,” Pantalone called out to him, walking past experiments and broken lab equipment on the floor. He saw many paintings hanging on the wall, as well as some on the floor leaned against the wall. There were those from Monstadt, portraits of the Anemo Archon, those from Liyue, landscapes, some from all over Teyvat. Hm, since when did he take an interest in painting? Last time I was here, there weren’t many. “Dottore,” Pantalone called out again and paused as he saw him asleep on the couch. One arm was over his eyes and the other just hung off the couch, his chest rising and dropping with each breath he took. There was some jazz piece being played on the radio, and Pantalone wondered how one could even sleep like this.

He approached Dottore, leaning down, coat cascading elegantly down his shoulders as he shook Dottore’s shoulders. “Dottore, we have a meeting in half an hour. You need to wake up, or Peirro is bound to chop your head off.” He shook Dottore’s shoulders more firmly. Pantalone noticed the dark circles under Dottore’s eyes, and how peaceful he looked while asleep. Nobody probably thinks Dottore ever sleeps. He began to stir awake, making incoherent noises as he stretched, hands rubbing his eyes. He noticed Pantalone, and groggily asked “Feofan? Why are you here?”

Link to full work on AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/87739636

https://archiveofourown.org/works/87739636

Thank you!