Qifrey let out a deep deep sigh as he entered his room. The girls were so excited to learn a new glyph that Qifrey and Olruggio had to help them out, a lot. By the time they were done the sun had set. You on the other hand did the small chores around the atelier. Doing laundry, whipping up some lunch, or whatever needed to be done. The girls helped out here and there whenever they got a chance but you were content with how life was. The best part of the day is when Qifrey comes back to your shared room. You had already completed the task you set for yourself today and now you were relaxing on the bed with a cozy book in your hand. You heard a soft groan from the bottom of the steps. Looking over the loft you spot Qifrey walking up the stairs. Stripping his outer coat till he was just in his black turtleneck and his loose pants. He flopped down on the bed, making your body slightly jump off the bed by the sheer force.
“How was today dear?” You asked, smiling as you set the book down. Qifrey didn’t say anything but just a muffled groan. You run your hand through his curly white hair. You smiled as you could see Qifrey’s shoulder slump as his body ease. You thought that this night was going to be like this until you felt a strong hand grab your ankles pulling you down on the bed. You were pinned as Qifrey hovered over you.
“Qifrey?” You asked looking up at him, his face unreadable as he leaned down capturing your lips with his. His lips were soft and warm as you felt his lips trailed down your body.
“I’ve waited so long to do this.” You heard him mumble against your skin, his breath fanned your exposed skin as continued his trail of kisses. You felt his hand play with the belt around your waist. You drape your arms around his shoulder as you pull him closer. Taking in his scent of soft floral and wood. As he started to unbuckle your belt, soft raps on the door made you two paused. It was late, no one except maybe Olruggio would be up at this hour. You felt Qifrey heaved a deep sigh before getting off of you. He muttered an apology before telling the person on the other side of the door to come in. You peered over the loft seeing little coco coming inside. She seemed a little sleepy but still determined.
“Professor, I was trying to work on the glyph we did earlier the day but it seems like it didn’t work.” Coco sounded defeated as she sat on the steps of the loft. Qifrey glanced at you as you gave a soft smile. Silently telling him to deal with his student’s question. Qifrey smiled as he slowly slid down the stairs sitting a couple stairs above Coco. You leaned against your arm as you watched Qifrey expertly explained the glyph again to Coco. It only took minutes after Coco entered the room for her to be out thanking her professor for helping her. When you heard the door close with a soft click, Qifrey was immediately back on you. This time more passionate as he cupped your cheeks, giving you a passionate kiss. He muffled a moan as he silently asked permission to access your mouth. You opened your mouth slightly giving him a silent agreement. You thought Qifrey would go nice and slow but Qifrey quickly shoved his tongue down your throat. You bit back a moan as Qifrey continued his relentless attack on your mouth. He trailed his hands down your sides cupping your bottom as he gently set you down on the plus mattress. Qifrey pulled away from you, you watched as he crossed his arms grabbing the hem of his turtleneck. As he pulled his shirt halfway over his body, getting a sneak peak of his tone chest, another soft rap against his door. Qifrey let out an annoyed sigh as he pulled his shirt back down before telling the person to come in. You could hear Olruggio come in to complain about something. Qifrey tried his best, you can really see, but his face did show some signs of annoyance.
“Alright I’m heading to bed, Goodnight Qifrey,” Olruggio said before leaving, but he stopped before and said goodnight to you. Which made the two of you face flush a bit. Olruggio isn’t dumb, he knows that you're there. Even though you had your own room, ever since you and Qifrey made it “official” you’ve been staying with him. After hearing another soft click of the door you looked up to Qifrey who just sighed settling down on the bed. You watched as Qifrey laid down next to you. You smiled to yourself as you climbed on top of him. Settling on his lap you can feel his bulge against you.
“We’ll try to make this quick.” You mumbled as you slipped your shirt off, Qifrey gently placed his hands against your hips drawing small circles with his thumbs.
“Please.” Qifrey whispered, rocking your hips back and forth, you muffled your moans as you connected your lips with his. The muffled moans filled the quiet room as Qifrey continued to guide your hips against his hard bulge. You sighed as you pulled away. Whispering sweet nothing to Qifrey you moved to remove your bottoms. As you started to slip it off the door swung open. You couldn’t react quick enough but Qifrey did. You let out a small yelp as you were flipped, now your back against the plush mattress and covered by the soft blanket. Qifrey looked down at you with a now annoyed expression. You can tell Qifrey wanted to just spend a nice moment with you. Nice is putting it lightly.
“Richeh is everything okay?” You heard Qifrey asked, a mask of worry was heard from Qifrey.
“Richeh had a nightmare.” You heard Richeh mumble. You frowned slightly, feeling bad for the little witch. Discreetly slipping your shirt back on you sat up and patted on the bed.
“Aw don’t worry Richeh we’re here come on up.” You smiled, Qifrey glared at you, quietly asking you what you were doing. You heard Richeh’s foot softly thumb up the stairs. You watched as the little witch climbed up the bed b lining to you engulfing you in a hug. You quietly stroke Richeh’s head as you lower the both of you back on the bed. Cuddling into her. You glanced at Qifrey who had an not amused look. You smiled at him patting at the open area next to you. You heard Qifrey sighed as he moved next to you. Slipping his arms around your waist. You felt him pull you closer still reminding you that there was still something that you guys were doing.
“Richeh where are you?” You heard another voice called up. Before you two can say anything you spotted Tetia ascending up the stairs.
“What! No fair you get to cuddle with the professor and miss (name)!” Tetia complained, but before anyone can say something Tetia climbed up the bed settling next to Richeh.
“If you guys are gonna have a sleepover then Tetia should be invited!” She exclaimed, You chuckled at how Tetia is. But you felt Qifrey heaved a deep sigh into your back. You can tell he’s trying his best. He loves his students, he truly does, but sometimes he just wants peace and quiet. And some time alone with just you.
Sooner than you thought, somehow some way you had all four girls snuggled up with you and Olruggio sleeping near the foot of the bed. Everyone was fast asleep leaving just you and Qifrey alone…ish.
“I’m sorry things didn’t go as planned.” You whispered to Qifrey, turning to him to play with his hair. Qifrey just sighed into your neck pulling you closer.
“It’s…fine.” Qifrey said but you can tell it still bothered him.
“We’ll get back to it someday.” You whispered, Qifrey just nodded his head as sleep finally took over you both. The soft crickets in the night lure you into a peaceful sleep.
Arlecchino was on stritch bed rest by not only you but by Pierro himself. She may or may not over extend herself causing herself to lose focus and get severely injured. That day is not a day she would like to remember as when you received the news you balled your eyes out, believing that she was dying. Even the children were crying thinking that she was dying. But she was in fact not dying.
In her giant shared bedroom it was filled with drawings and cards from children of the house of hearth, or the soldiers who once were part of the house of hearth. Alrecchino found all of this silly, she was perfectly fine and she could move around. But how can she say no when you look so beautiful when you're mad. Your perfect face, and the little pouty face you make when she doesn’t listen to you. Ah how can anyone protest your orders? A soft raps on the door snapped Arlecchino out of her thoughts.
“Come in.” She watched as you walked into the room with a… maid dress? Arlecchino's brain malfunction for a bit as you walked towards her with a beaming smile.
“What… are you wearing Mon chéri?” Arlecchino asked, slowly getting up but was gently pushed back down by you.
“You like it? I asked one of the housekeepers about getting one.” You smiled, twirling a bit, allowing the frills to dance around. Arlecchino just smiled watching your little performance.
“I like it, I think you should wear it more.” Arlecchino smirked as she traced her hand up your exposed legs. You blush at her implications before gently smacking her hand away.
“For another time, not until you’re fully healed up.” You smiled dipping into the bed, placing down a plate of food.
“You do know I’m not dying right?” Arlecchino smirked, propping herself with one arm, playing with your frills a bit.
“Am I not allowed to still care for you?” You questioned, scooping up a bit of the food before placing it right in front of her mouth.
“Now say Ah!” You smiled, Arlecchino rolled her eyes before accepting the spoon in her mouth, enjoying the delicous food that you provided for her.
“Do you like it? I had Freminet help me with it!” You beamed as you continue your rambles about the children of the hearth. How good they are behaving and how Lyney, Lynette, and Freminet is helping out around the orphanage. But Arlecchino couldn’t care, for now, all her attention was on you. Maybe she should get injured more often. If it means she gets to see you like this.
A/N: divider credits: cafekitsune, Prompt credits: Creativewritingprompts on tumblr
A/N: Gawd, I need more lore on all the harbingers. I need MORE. I also lowkey didn't know what to write for Panatalone, which sucks cause I absolutely love this man.
The party was a bore, you couldn’t help but let out a bored sigh. Pierro seemed to immediately notice this and placed a gentle hand on the bottom of your back.
“Is everything okay my dear?” Pierro whispered into your ear, you leaned against his shoulder and sighed.
“This place is a bore and there’s nothing fun.” Pierro hummed in agreement as he stared distantly towards the crowd. There was a small crowd of aristocrats huddled around you two hoping to earn a favor from the Tsaritsa. You just sighed again before looking at the giant door that beckoned you toward them.
“Dear, I’m going to walk around a bit. Is that okay?” You asked, tilting your head towards him. Pierro closed his eyes and gave a soft nod.
“Make sure you bring a scout.” Pierro sighed as he turned back to a conversation an aristocrat was trying to make. You smiled to yourself before beckoning a nearby scout to follow you. You were very lucky that the party was hosted in one of the many Fatui’s castles, even more lucky that this just so happens to be Pierro’s. You and the scout silently walked down the empty hall, your shoes echoed around before stopping by a familiar door. You smiled as you fished in your pockets, pulling out a small key. You gently placed the key inside the keyhole before turning it. With a soft click the door opened revealing a huge office. You knew this office quite well as this was Pierro’s main office. You walked towards the giant desk smiling as you picked up a small picture of you and Pierro. You gently placed the picture back down before walking around the office. Staring out the window you sighed happily staring down the garden that Pierro planted for you. You were so lost in thought, staring at the snowflakes that slowly drifted down, that you didn’t feel the soft click of the door open. You smiled to yourself thinking about the nice stroll you and Pierro took earlier in the morning. You suddenly felt warm, when you felt a soft coat gently placed on your shoulder.
“You’ll get cold if you stay still like that.” Pierro murmured against your ear, planting a soft kiss against your cheek. His mask slightly biting your skin. You giggled as you turned to face Pierro.
“Well if I do get cold you’ll somehow keep me warm right?” You smiled as you placed your hand right where his heart lay. Pierro deeply chuckled as he cupped your hand as you planted a soft kiss on your wrist.
“Of course, my dear.”
Capitano grunted as he attacked the dummies with his giant claymore. You stared unapologetically at Capitano’s abs, muscle, anything your eyes looked around. You sighed dreamily as Capitano's muscles moved and contracted with each swing. You two were in the lobby of Goth Grand Hotel which Lord Regrator generously booked… forever. Capitano swung his claymore, slicing the dummies in half. Capitano huffed and puffed as he circled his shoulders. Loosening the tension in his shoulder. You clapped at Capitano’s display,
“You look so good Darling.” You smiled as you slouched against the plush lobby couch. Capitano gave out a hearty laugh before walking over to get a drink from his cup.
“Thank you my love.” He laughed as he lifted his helmet slightly for him to wipe his sweat. You hummed as you looked around the lobby of the Goth Grand Hotel. It was quite fancy, true to Mondstadt architecture the arcs curved beautifully with etched designs watching over you two. The soft light emitting from the crystal chandelier shone upon you. Your eyes drift before you spot Capitano’s Harbinger coat. He didn’t wear it as Mondstadt’s weather didn’t deemed it cold enough for him to wear it. You traced your hand over the details of the Harbingers coat. Whoever designed it clearly had a good sense of fashion. You smiled as you pulled the heavy coat towards you. Capitano’s smell filled your senses as you took in a deep breath, allowing his scent to fill your lungs. You couldn’t help but sigh as you got comfortable on the lobby couch. You watched Capitano continue his training, his sleeveless turtleneck hug his muscles so well. Capitano swung his claymore making eye contact with you who was snug underneath his harbinger coat.
“Comfortable?” Capitano asked, hoisting his claymore over his shoulder. You nodded as you pulled the black fur close to your face.
“Your jacket is very comfortable.” You smiled as you adjusted your position, Capitano laughed as he turned back to his dummies.
“Well then I'll ask Pantalone about getting you a custom one." You can hear Capitano smile as he slashed at the nearest dummy. You couldn't help but laugh,
"That would be nice wouldn't it?"
You shivered inside Dottore’s lab. Your lover is a mad man so of course he loves to have his lab ac on in an already really cold nation. You are already wearing thick layers but the cold keeps biting your skin.
“Can we please turn the heater on?” You asked, but it seemed the question fell on deaf ears. As none of the segments seemed to hear you, they were too busy arguing with something that you couldn’t understand. You frowned slightly as the cold got to you. You got up and started to pace around the lab trying to warm yourself up. It was slightly working if it wasn’t for the fact that every other step you were taking you were bumping into one of the many segments. You always apologize and move out of the way. You did a couple more laps before you were stopped by Omega who just gave a small smile.
“Darling dearest, I believe you’re getting in the way. How about staying in Prime’s office till he returns?” He asked, not even waiting for your answer before guiding you towards Dottore’s office. You tried to protest but it seemed that protest didn’t reach Omega who just opened the office door and gently pushed you in.
“I’ll ask Delta to bring you something to eat, just stay put okay?” Omega gave you a smile before closing the door with a soft click. You sighed in frustration as you waltz around Dottore’s office. It looked off putting for some people, but you thought it was just his weird hobby. The assortment of body parts in jars, taxidermy animals, different types of ruin guards splattered around. It was a mess but a weird organized mess. You walked around his desk sitting down on his plush chair. Still freezing cold, you looked around the office spotting a small closet in the corner. Smiling, you got up and walked towards the door. Maybe Dottore at least will have a lab coat or something for you to wear. Opening the wooden doors, they gave a soft groan as you peered inside. The closet was mainly empty except for one item, his Fatui harbinger coat. You smiled to yourself as you ran your hand through the fabric. It was so soft under your hand, the soft metal clanked against each other as you cupped the teal crystal. You admired the crystal in your hands as it sparkled in the light. You gently took the coat off the hanger and put it on. The warmth instantly engulfs you, along with his scent. You smiled to yourself as you walked back towards his desk chair. You plopped down back on the plush chair, wiggling a bit, getting yourself comfortable on the plush chair. Finally comfortable in the severe cold lab you nuzzled your head against the black fur. The thick winter coat made you instantly feel warm. As you enjoy the deserved warmth you feel your eyes becoming droopy. Sleep lures you in as you close your eyes, the warmth, dottore’s cologne, and the comfort of being close to the segments. It seemed that you lost the battle as sleep took over slouching against the desk chair.
Dottore walked into the lab to the buzzing sounds and movements. He rolled his shoulder as he put on his white lab jacket. Before he could get to his experiment table he was stopped by Delta who handed him a report.
“Here is that report you wanted,” Delta nodded as Dottore took it out of his hands. He flipped through the pages pleased by the results.
“Good, get back to work.” Dottore threw the report back to Delta’s arms, who just nodded. But before he was able to get back to work Delta told him about your state and how cold you were. Dottore rolled his eyes as he knew you would be cold and asked what they did about it. Delta mentioned that you paced around a bit before being put into his office. Dottore was curious about what you had gotten up to in his office. Dismissing Delta, Dottore headed to his office giving soft raps against his own office door. He thought this was silly but he rather you not throw something at him then be startled for a bit. When he didn’t hear a response he opened the door, only to be greeted by you snuggled up in his fatui harbinger coat sleeping on his office chair. Dottore smirked as he walked over to you, watching your sleeping form. Oh how naive you are to let your guard down, if you were anyone else he would have stuck so many different types of needles into you. Draw some blood samples, screw it, why not inject you with a mind altering drug? But lucky for you, you were his darling dearest, and he could never hurt you. He smiled to himself before tilting his mask up just enough for him to plant a kiss on top of your head without it poking your head. With a very rare and out of character soft smile Dottore turned back and headed to work. At least he doesn’t have to hear you complain about the cold.
You and Pantalone walked down Snezhnaya’s greenhouse, a greenhouse that was owned by the Fatui for the public to see ecosystems from different regions. Hand in hand you walked down as you listened to a guide explain each plant from different regions. You smile as you listen to the guide, you would glance back at Pantalone who would always smile at you but you knew for a fact that he was bored out of his mind. He got particularly bored during the Liyue region, you didn’t care, you were just happy to see so much green. Snezhnaya is always cold and has deep shades of blue, so seeing this much green always makes you feel better. You two concluded your tour and were ready to head out, but as soon as you stepped outside the bitter wind blew against your face. You shivered against your already thick jacket, it seemed that the Snezhnaya weather had dipped way below freezing. You breathe into your hands to keep yourself warm, but alas it didn’t work. You stared out on the snow covered streets. Pantalone said that a vehicle should be coming soon but you couldn’t see crap. You felt yourself being pulled gently back inside the greenhouse before having a thick outer layer gently placed on your shoulder. You looked behind to see Pantalone smiling at you, he was wearing his purple inner jacket which seemed to do little to hide Pantalone’s shiver.
“Pantalone, you’re shivering here.” You tried to protest by removing his Fatui coat off your shoulder but you were stopped as Pantalone placed it back on your shoulders.
“I’ll be fine my lily, your comfort is my utmost priority.” Pantalone smiled as he then turned to one of the workers ``kindly” asking them to bring a heater. Kindly is putting it nicely, more like he was demanding it with a nice tone. You giggled a bit before settling down on a nearby seat. Pantalone turned back to you giving you a rare soft smile that he only gives when you two were completely alone.
“You look ravenous in my coat dear, I should have the tailor make one to your size.” He smiled as he adjusted the collar.
“That would be nice,” you smiled as you saw a light shine through the greenhouse's door.
You were rummaging through Childe’s closet, as Teucer wrote a letter missing Childe. So in return you thought it would be really cute to send one of Childe’s dress shirts over, hoping it would keep the young lad at bay. As you rummage through you feel something soft and fluffy brush against your hand. You paused for sec, Childe doesn’t own anything fluffy. He’s normally wearing something semi-fancy or an outfit fit for a warrior. Letting your thoughts get you, you pulled the fluffy object out of the closet. You gave a soft smile as you pulled his formal overcoat out. You brushed against the fabric, you normally only get to see him wearing this during special events. And when those special events happen you normally can’t see him because you’re so far away from the stage to see the harbingers so close. But when you do get a glimpse you understand the girls in Snezhnaya who fawn over the harbingers. Childe looks so handsome in the coat, and looks very warm.
An idea popped into your head as you walked out of the walk-in closet. You pranced towards the giant mirror that sat in your shared bedroom. Gently putting the outer coat on you were overwhelmed by Childe’s cologne. You smiled as you hugged the coat closer to you. Looking at yourself in the mirror you were engulfed by his coat. The metal charms softly clanked against each other as you gave yourself a little twirl. Smiling to yourself you cuddled yourself into the black fur. It was so soft and warm and reminded you so much of Childe. As you were lost in your thoughts you suddenly felt a pair of strong arms wrap around your waist. You yelped in surprise before you heard a familiar chuckle.
“You look so cute Zolotse.” You hear Childe mumble against the fur.
“Ajax! You’re home early.” You looked at him in surprise. He smiled as he stared loving at you.
“Yeah, I was able to finish work early and was just too excited to come home.” He laughed a bit before burying his head back into the fur coat. You leaned into Childe’s lean body as you two stayed in that position for a moment.
“Maybe I’ll ask Pantalone to make a custom jacket for you.” Childe smiled as he picked you up in ease and twirled you around. You two laughed before Childe dropped you two on your soft bed. He was on top of you while you were sprawled against the bed. The Coat slightly hanging on you.
“Ha, you look so cute wearing my clothes. I wonder…” Childe gave a devious smile before you playfully hit his shoulder.
“Take me to dinner first Mr.Fatui Harbinger.” You two laughed as Childe fell on top of you engulfing you in a hug.
You dragged your tired and injured feet through Dottore’s palace, blood dripping down on the nice clean marble floor. You sighed as you tried to open the door to his lab but your hands were too weak to turn the door knob. You groaned in frustration as you lightly banged your head on the wooden door. You took in a deep breath before trying again at the door knob, but this time the door flew open and there stood Dottore who looked annoyed.
“Hey…” You weakly smile as you give a small wave. Dottore’s annoyed face scowled even more as he gripped your face. You whimper as Dottore pulled your injured face closer to his face. His crimson eyes stare down unemotionally before clicking his tongue. He didn’t say anything as he dragged you inside the lab. You let out a painful yelp as you were thrown onto Dottore’s desk chair.
“Dottore-” You tried to say something but you were cut off,
“Don’t.” You closed your mouth, Dottore’s cold and harsh tone worried that you might have upset him. Dottore always prides himself in himself, if you're not good enough for him you’ll be his next experiment. You would think he wouldn’t do that to you, but there’s nothing put past Dottore. You silently watched as Dottore moved around his lab, muttering to himself as he gripped his curly blue hair. He suddenly stopped and let out a villainous cackle before calming himself and going back to muttering. It looked like he was looking for something, maybe a syringe or whatever weird substance he wanted to inject you with. You wiggled in your seat as you worriedly watched Dottore rummage around before letting out a little “Ah ha” before walking towards you. He hurriedly walked over to you and reached for your wrist. By instinct you flinched and pulled your wrist back. Dottore looked at you curiously before gently grabbing your wrist.
“Why do you flinch?” He asked, still staring at you with curious eyes. You turned your face away embarrassed.
“Look at me.” He growled as he gripped your face, forcing you to meet his crimson eyes. You whimpered as his grip was iron against your face.
“Why did you flinch?” He asked again, but you didn't respond, just avoiding his harsh gaze.
“I’m fine, don’t worry about me.” You mumbled.
“Stop worrying about you?” Dottore looked stunned for a second before anger settled on his face.
“Stop worrying about you?!” Dottore yelled who is now up pacing around the lab, you shrink back into the desk chair, you were worried about what he was about to do.
“I can barely stop thinking about you!” He yelled, jabbing his index finger towards your face. It is now your turn to look stunned as you watched Dottore grip his hair and sighed before pulling a rolling stool right in front of you. He sat down and immediately started working on your wounds.
“Now please tell me why you flinched.” His voice was now uncharacteristically soft as he dabbed a soft cotton on your wounds.
“It’s because they struck me with metal rings,” You mumbled looking away before finishing your sentence, “and you have rings. It reminded me of them.” Dottore paused all his movements looking at his hands for a second before ripping his rings off his fingers. You watched as he threw his rings to some dark corner of his labs.
“There, no more flinching.” He muttered as he continued to dress your wounds.
“Now, never be afraid of me darling.” Dottore muttered, bringing your hand towards his lips, placing a kiss on your knuckles before going back to your wounds. You gave a small smile watching Dottore intently staring at your wounds before cleaning them. Maybe you were wrong about Dottore, maybe he won’t hurt you.
"Ow! Why did you do that?" You yelped as you watched Dottore latched his teeth against your arm.
"I wanted to know what you tasted like." Dottore shrugged before going back to work.
"I'm bleeding you know." You grumbled as you pat your arm dry of blood.
"Oh you'll heal." Dottore sarcastically said rolling his eyes before going back to the experiment in hand.
"Oh yeah sure Lord 'Dottore'" You mocked giving a mock bow to him who just cackled a bit.
"You're stupid." Dottore smiled before appraoching you with a synringe.
You backed up reaching for the door of the lab, "Oh no you don't mr harbinger." Dottore cackled as he run straight towards you with a synringe. Okay maybe he will hurt you, out of love.
To your utter surprise Pierro handed you a special mission, one that none of the Harbingers know about. Saying that it’s orders from the Tsaritsa herself. You had mixed emotions as you didn't know how to feel. Honored, scared, worried? You didn't know, too many emotions stirred around your head. Reading over the mission again it didn’t seem like a hard mission. Go to this fancy ball, infiltrate the head honcho’s office, steal certain information and leave. Simple enough. You told Dottore about this, expecting him to either A. not care or B. force you not to go, but his reaction was not what you expected.
As you explained the mission to him he didn’t move, didn’t say a word, just paused all movement. You grew increasingly nervous as you continued your explanation. Dottore would normally say something by now but now… he’s just quiet.
But once you mentioned the reason why Pierro wanted you to go a loud shatter was heard in the quiet lab. You yelped in surprise as you rushed over to Dottore. You quickly noticed red blood dripping onto the lab table and Dottore’s stone cold expression.
“Oh my Tsaritsa! You’re bleeding, Dottore, stop gripping your hand too tight!” You exclaimed as you rushed to go grab a first aid kit that was somewhere around this lab.
“You’re not going.” You paused your movements as you turned to Dottore’s hunched form.
“What?” You questioned, not quite sure if you heard him correctly. Dottore whipped around, even with his mask on you can feel the rage emitting from his eyes.
“You’re not going, I refuse to let you go.” Dottore gritted his teeth as he stalked towards you.
“Well, I can’t refuse Lord Pierro’s order” You stuttered as you shuffled a bit. Rarely do you defy Dottore’s orders, cause normally he was right. But this time you and him had no choice but to follow through. You watched as Dottore looked around the lab trying to gain support from his segments. But they all just shrugged and turned their heads. Delta only just said “stay safe” before heading back to their work. Dottore sighed in frustration as he gripped his hair, it seemed that no one was on his side. You watched as Dottore paced around the lab muttering something to himself. You couldn’t understand what he was saying as he was speaking Semurian. Dottore yelled in frustration before throwing a beaker at the nearest wall, smashing right next to Omega’s head, who didn’t flinch.
Dottore sighed as he ripped his mask off rubbing his tired temples. Still gripping his blood soaked hand. This type of reaction was normal for Dottore, especially when it pertains to something he doesn't like. So no one really flinched or moved when Dottore threw his small tantrum. You took a small step back as Dottore took three steps and reached you. Before you can even utter his name he engulfed you in a hug. You yelped his name as he placed his full weight onto you. You struggle to try to hold him up as he sinks into your arms.
“Just don’t die.” He mumbled against your shoulder.
“What?” You asked, trying to pull him away to clearly understand him. Dottore looked you dead in your eyes, his ruby eyes unreadable as leaned in closer to you. Your lips barely touch each other.
“Just- try not to die. I’m really not bothered to replace you.” Dottore sighed as he planted a rare soft kiss on your lips. His lips were surprisingly soft and gentle as he went in again for another kiss.
“Hey if we’re giving our darling kisses, I want to give some too!” Iota exclaimed, lightly shoving Dottore aside peppering you with kisses all over your face. You giggled as Iota was quickly shoved by Theta who wanted to give you a smooch as well. You glanced behind seeing a small line being formed with all the segments inside the lab. At least you’ll get enough kisses for one day.
Webttore anon here... im just gonna go by 🐔 now !!! if thats ok :D sorry for sending so many requests, is it ok if i can request an akademiya Dottore smut with fem reader ? with cunnilingus n stuff :3 if not thats ok! - 🐔
A/n: Of course you can go by 🐔anon. As long as someone request Webttore I'm always happy to obliged! I do love him and he is such a cutie pootie.
You sighed as you flipped through the pages of an academic book, the house of Daena was quiet as it was very early in the morning. You need to get this research paper done before next week, and archons know that it takes forever to find a book that you need. It takes you forever to find a book you need because 10 other people are also looking for it. You leaned against the plush chair as the book you grabbed wasn’t helping you in the slightest. Why have a book with a name of a subject that you need and not have said subject in it? You shook your head as you got up from your seat. The chairs screeched against the marble floor as you sauntered over to the towering book shelf. You returned the book where you found it and looked around the nearby books. Maybe these books might have what you want. You reached over to one certain book whose title sounded interesting. As your hand touched the spine another more bigger hand engulfed yours. Your body was pressed against another and was caged against the wooden bookshelf.
“What do we have here?” A cool voice whispered into your ear. You looked up to meet a pair of ruby red eyes staring down yours. You smiled as you placed your weight against the other body.
“Hmm, just looking for a book about Khaenri’ah technology.” You smiled as laid your head against his shoulder. You know who this man is, your dear strange lover Zandik. The taboo scholar who has a strange fascination with Ruin guards. Zandik clicked his tongue as he let go of your hand.
“If you were looking for books about Khaenri’ah technology you should’ve asked me. I would’ve helped you.” He sighed in annoyance as crossed his arms. You smiled as you wrapped your arms around Zandik. No matter how many times people tell you to not fall in love with Zandik you couldn’t help yourself. He was weird, a mix of good and bad, and that’s what makes him charming. You felt Zandik wrap his arms around your waist hugging you back, well awkwardly but he’s trying. Zandik was guiding you back till your back softly hit the bookshelf. You look up confused on what Zandik had planned before Zandik slammed his lips against yours. It was rough but gentle as he gnawed at your lips asking for an opening. You gladly welcome him in as he shoves his tongue down your throat. You couldn’t help but moan into the kiss, Zandik hands trailed down your back before grasping your ass. You yelped in surprise, pulling away from the kiss.
“W-what are you doing?” You stuttered avoiding Zandik’s annoyed gaze.
“Is it not obvious?” He clicked his tongue latching his teeth against your bare neck.
“But we can’t do it here,” You proclaimed, “what if someone sees?”
Zandik chuckled against your neck as he pulled away, cupping your cheeks making you look in his eyes.
“Well that would be a problem as I locked the door,” Zandik smiled, “and the Grand Sage is gone as well. So let's have some fun shall we?” Zandik grinded against you, you felt his hardened dick against the layer of clothing. You couldn’t help but moan as you Zandik lifted you up, connecting your lips again. You instinctively wrapped your legs around his hips as he gently placed you on top of the nearest table. He pulled away mumbling sweet nothings against your ears. You couldn’t help but smile hearing Zandik speak so gently to you. He hates PDA but when it’s just you two, oh how he would praise you more than the archons themselves. You felt his hand trail down your legs before catching the ends of your akademiya uniform. He slowly hiked your dress up till it was all scrunched up at your hips. He played with the ends of your underwear, planting a soft kiss on your lips before kneeling between your legs. He continued to praise you as he slid your underwear off you, letting it hang off your ankles. He smiled as gently blew against your clit. You shudder as he teased you with his lips, pressing gently against your exposed thigh.
“Please Zandik.” You mumbled hooking your legs around Zandik’s shoulder drawing him in. You felt Zandik smiled against your skin before connecting his lips against your clit. You moaned before cupping your mouth preventing moans from escaping your lips. To Zandik that seemed like an insult, how dare you try to cover yourself up? How dare you try to hide your beautiful voice? Zandik continued his relentless attack against your clit, slurping, licking, biting anything to get you to moan. He gave a playful nip against your clit which caused your hands to fly to his curly blue hair. You gripped his hair so hard it earned a groan from him. He continued his attack against your clit. You couldn’t help but let moans fall out of your mouth. Zandik smiled against your clit, proud that he was able to get you to moan, especially so loudly in such a public area. Zandik slipped two fingers inside your vagina which caused a high pitch moan from you. He pumped them in and out, in and out. The sound of slurping, slapping, and moans were the only words heard inside the empty House of Daena.
“Please, let me cum. I want to cum Zandik.” You moaned, your voice becoming louder and louder. Zandik didn’t say anything but fastened his pace. His hands pistoning in and out of your soaking hole. Zandik started flicking his tongue against your clit. Your walls clench around his two fingers.
“Ah so good, so perfect.” He mumbled against your clit, “Your vagina sucking my fingers in, so greedy aren’t you?” You gripped his hair arching your back as Zandik attacked a certain part of your clit that just makes you go crazy. Moans were falling out of your mouths, his name chanted like you were praying to the Goddess of Wisdom herself. You felt your stomach coiling up, the feeling of your climax reaching its peak.
“Cum for me darling.” Zandik groaned against your clit. You let out a high pitch whine of his name, clamping down on his fingers. But Zandik ripped his fingers out of your vagina. You gasped at the lost feeling, but the fingers were quickly replaced by his tongue plunging into your vagina. You moaned, overstimulated but Zandik didn’t care. He lapped up all of your delicious nectar, cleaning you dry. Zandik pulled away, his ruby eyes blown with lust as he crawled up to you giving you a deep kiss. Allowing you to taste yourself.
“Now it's time to return the favor right?” He chuckled, you smiled, giving him a soft nod. He helped you up, allowing you to kneel down infront of him. He cupped your cheek giving you a wicked smile. Before you two could do anything you heard banging coming from the closed door. Zandik sighed in frustration as he yanked you up.
“It seems this might have to wait.” Zandik sighed as he walked towards the door, skillfully maneuvering a book to cover his hard on. You quickly adjusted your uniform and hair trying to make it look like nothing happened. You watched as Zandik opened the door, a young scholar walked in. The scholar was rambling about how he needed answer for this one question and the Akasha was not giving him the answers he needed. Zandik rolled his eyes in annoyance, he jerked his head towards the door signaling you to follow him. You sighed as you bid the scholar goodbye and followed Zandik out of the House of Daena.
“You’re still going to give me that favor.” Zandik whispered in your ear, laughing as he watched your face turn into a deep shade of red.
“This is so stupid.” You started before you started another coughing fit. Baizhu chuckled as he stirred the boiling pot. The thick mediceutical herbs filled the air, Baizhu poured a small cup of medicine into a wooden bowl. You sat up a bit before falling back down due to exhaustion.
“Please do rest dear, no need to force yourself.” Baizhu smiled as he sat on the edge of the bed. He lifted the bowl close to your lips, you took a gulp of it before coughing again. Not of illness but in disgust.
“That tastes nasty.” You sighed as you tried to drink it again, but the bitter medicine and your illness will not allow you to keep it down. You threw up everything inside your stomach inside a wooden bucket that was close by.
“I’ll say it again, this is stupid.” You spat as you flopped back down to the plush bed. Baizhu just chuckled as he pressed his hand against your forehead. His beautiful face was so close to you, it made you heat up a bit.
“It’s not stupid, it’s your body. And I’m here for you, until it stops being stupid.” Baizhu sighed as he placed a gentle kiss on your forehead.
“And what about you?” You frowned, you’d feel really bad if you got Baizhu sick in any way.
“That’s why I’m a doctor, aren’t I?” Baizhu smiled before he placed the wooden bowl back on your lips.
“Now here sip, and this time please drink it down immediately.”
You always love stealing Vyn’s phone to change the wallpaper into something silly. Whether it be you changing it to a silly cat photo, or maybe a photo of Marius doing something silly, or Rosa and you deciding to take a selfie with each other. Whatever you want you did it. Vyn didn’t mind much, he thinks it’s cute when you change the wallpaper.
So come one day you came in waltzing into his office with this mischievous grin on your face. Vyn didn’t even bother looking up, knowing it was always you. He was doing something important on his phone when you stopped right next to him.
“Is there anything I can help you dear?” Vyn smiled, looking up at you. His soft smile making you second guess your scheme. No, you had your mind set on getting his phone. When you slightly move your hand anywhere close to his phone. Bun moved his phone away from you. He trusts you, he has nothing to hide but he loves to tease you a bit. Seeing you try to grab his phone while he actively moves his phone further away from you is always so cute. You make the cutest face in his opinion when trying to grab his phone.
You know this as well, so today you have a plan. You smile as you lean down face to face with Vyn, he smiles back as he slowly moves the phone farther away from you. But he freezes as you place a soft kiss on his cheek. My was this unexpected from you. As you pull away you give a successful smile as you dangle his phone right in front of his face. Wait. How did you get his phone? He looked at his hand to confirm that it was gone. And as a matter of fact it was gone. Vyn chuckled as he shook his head smiling at you.
“You got me this time, my darling” you giggle as you give him one more kiss before heading out of the office.
After a while Vyn found his phone on the coffee table in the living room. Vyn smiled as he tried to guess what photo you changed this time. He paused a bit when the phone screen lit up, revealing the photo you chose. It was a photo of you and him on your first date. It was at the aquarium and you two looked a little awkward but very much in love. Vyn smiled softly as he turned off the phone and placed it in his jacket pocket. This photo means a lot to him, and he does hope you thought as well. That photo was his wallpaper for months before you decided to change it again.
The grandfather clock echoed in the silent office, as the strongest harbinger sit in his office. Paperwork sprawled across his desk. Capitone didn’t like paperwork, it was boring, something that could easily be done by a foot soldier, not the 1st Fatui Harbinger. He sighed as he slouched into his plush chair. Rubbing his helmet as he stared at the report he is supposed to submit to Pierror soon. The ticks of the grandfather clock matching the rhythm of the pen tap on the wooden desk. Capitano set the paper down, stalling his work. Soft raps interrupted the rhythm of the grandfather clock snapping Capitano out of his boredom.
“Come in.” His voice is soft as there is only one person who knocks on his door late at night. He watched as you slipped inside his office, you looked so sleepy, your eyes drooped as you walked towards Capitano.
“What’s the matter dear, can’t sleep?” Capitano spoke, resting his head on his hand as he watched you intently. You looked adorable in his clothing, you were practically drowning in his clothes. He was big and he knew it. He smiled as he watched you slip into his lap.
“Can I just lay on your chest? The sound of your heartbeat helps me sleep.” Capitano could barely hear you as you nuzzled your face into his chest. Capitano chuckled as wrapped one strong arm around your waist.
“Of course my darling. Rest all you want, I’ll be here for… a long time.” Capitano sighed as he started to rub the bottom of your back. These paperwork will never be finished. How could he? Not when you're sitting on his lap so cutely. Looks like he’ll just have to pull an all-nighter.
yandere webttore x fem reader smut pls? I wont him....... so badly....
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
Words: 3.5K
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.”
Funeral Procession (Dottore X G/N!Reader x Pantalone)
Genre: Crack Fic, some characters may be OOC, Dendro Archon Quest Spoliers
When Dottore walked back to Zapolyarny Palace pleased with himself that he just obtained two gnosis he didn’t expect this. There you were on a podium giving a heartfelt speech, crying into your handkerchief as you spoke above about a dozen coffins. Where in the world did you get a dozen coffins? More importantly, why do you have a dozen coffins? Dottore walked in watching as what seems to be a funeral procession continues. Colombina's angelic voice echoed across the hall. Dottore slipped into an empty seat next to Pulcinella and Pierro, who gave him a greeting nod.
“What’s going on?” Dottore asked, glancing over at Pantalone who glared at him.
“It’s a funeral.” Pierro replied, crossing his arm as he settled back in his seat.
“For who, Childe?” Dottore relaxed in his chair as he continued watching this drama play out.
“No, for you. It appears your segments are deactivated and your two lovers are holding a funeral for them.” Pulcinella sighed. Dottore made a face as he turned over to the two.
“I see…” Dottore paused, he gave a heavy sigh before fishing the two gnosis out of his pocket, “ I completed the mission Jester. Here are the two gnosis. The electro and dendro.” He handed over the two gnosis to Pierro. Pierro held the gnosis up to the moonlight, the soft glint of purple and green shining against his face. Pierro gave an approving nod before putting them in his jacket pocket. Pulcinella nodded in agreement before he turned back to the funeral procession.
“Lord Regrator sure outdid himself on this one. Couldn’t spare a change for La Signora’s death huh?” Pulcinella sighed, muttering something about cheap bastards.
“I would watch your tongue lord Pulcinella '' Dottore 's voice was cold as he leaned forward to Pulcinella, “Those are my significant others you're talking about.”
Pulcinella glared at the Doctor before sighing, “Fine.”
“And their memories will forever be remembered. Like that one time Delta made me soup and it was… it was go-ho-hoood” Your voice cried out, throwing yourself to Pantalone who just rubbed your back, giving his crocodile tears.
“I will admit this is entertaining.” Pierro sighed, rubbing his temple, almost ashamed for admitting this. Pulcinella nodded in agreement as the three watched the procession happen. As your speech continues Dottore immediately notices the other Harbingers that were present for this “Funeral”. The funeral procession was quiet except for every now and then Childe would dramatically add a “Oh Tsaritsa, why!” or “All heil Tsaritsa”. Arlecchino looked bored as hell while Sandrone was nowhere to be seen. Capitano was just shaking his head every time you mention a story from the past. Like he was reminiscing about the memories with Dottores segments.
“Does your lover know you're alive?” Arlecchino asked, slipping in the same row as the three.
“Of course they do, they’re not stupid.” Dottore rolled his eyes.
“Well let's end this soon. I have work to do.” Arlecchino sighed. Dottore agreed, this was entertaining but all this for his segments? When he’s still here? Pathetic really. You, he can understand as your his darling, but Pantalone? Why would he even agree to something like this? Dottore took off mask, rubbing his tired eyes. This is absolutely ridiculous, and it was time to end all of this. He got up and headed over to the podium. You immediately spot Dottore who calmly walked towards you and Pantalone.
“Oh sweet Tsaritsa. He’s alive!” Childe dramatically cried out, like he just witnessed resurrection.
“Darling, let's end this. I’m not dead as you can clearly see.” Dottore gestured towards himself.
“Yes, I know but I’m very mad at you.” You straighten up, the tears suddenly stopping, and your emotions now in check. You crossed your arms as you leaned on the podium.
“Why is that?” Dottore tried to be as nice as possible but his gritted teeth are a dead give away by his annoyance.
“You destroyed your segments without warning!” You yelled, jabbing your slender finger towards him.
“You went along with this Lord Regrator?” Dottore turned to Pantalone, hoping that he was the more level head one out of the two. But he received no response except for Pantalone’s cold gaze.
“You two do know the Omega is still here right?” Dottore rubbed his eyes, he’s getting sick and tired of this.
“Oh how lovely at least you saved one of them.” Pantalone’s stone cold voice finally spoke up, walking towards Dottore.
“Yes, so now let's end this and go home.” Dottore rolled his eyes, offering his hand towards you which your reluctantly accepted.
“Fine, but I’m still mad at you.” You mumbled, Dottore raked his hand through his hair before giving a deep sigh.
“I’ll… make it up to you.” Dottore sighed, too tired to argue with both of you.
“You better.” Pantalone spat, pulling you away to who knows where.
“Ooo, Lord Dottore is in trouble.” Childe joked before receiving a harsh shove by Capitone. Dottore grumbled as he stormed out of the funeral procession. This was ridiculous and now he needs to make it up to both you and Pantalone.
