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✦ — BLISSFUL REUNIONS
welt yang x gn!reader
✦ summary ; you are welt's travel partner, and arrived together with him in the world of aeons and paths. although, things changed when you and welt had separated during your journey. what happens when you see each other again in the xianzhou luofu?
✦ info ; gn!reader, fluff, they/them pronouns used, the term 'Mx.' is used.
✦ warnings ; slightly suggestive towards the end, but nothing much of the sort. dan heng side quest spoilers. english is not author's first language.
✦ author's note ; welt yang, i loved u in honkai impact and i still love u in hsr.
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Bodies of mara-struck cloud knights were all you could see around the Artisanship Commission, as you accompanied your newly found companions. A young cloud knight named Sushang, a ‘silent but deadly’ man named Dan Heng, and Luocha—who claims to be a foreign trader tasked to return a body to Xianzhou Luofu. You thought it was weird for him to carry a coffin so large, and even offered to help him carry it in the meantime—although, all he does is shake his head and explain that he could handle it.
Sushang explained the situation of the Artisanship Commission's current problem along with Xueyi—a judge of the Ten-Lords Commision up in the luofu. Along with your fellow companions, you made sure to aid them with whatever they needed and vowed to protect them against any enemy that blocked your way. Everyone in the Artisanship Commission has fled and evacuated, and all you and your companions had to do was to escort Xueyi to the Artisanship Commission’s dock.
It took a while for you all to escort Xueyi, and after all the chaotic moments that ensued throughout your short journey with them—you still accompanied them until Sushang regrouped with her fellow cloud knights in the Alchemy Commission. Luocha soon departed, until you and Dan Heng were the only ones left together walking around the Central Starskiff Haven.
“Dan Heng, it was a pleasure to aid you throughout your travels. Who knows? We might meet again soon.” You say, hand on top of your chest as you give a small bow. He returns the courtesy and smiles. It wasn’t obvious, but you could see how the corners of his lips tugged into one. You turned your back and were about to finally leave him, until you heard a voice of a young girl.
“Dan Heng! Finally, Mr. Yang and I were worried sick about you!” She exclaims, tugging Dan Heng’s arm for a small hug.
“It is good to see you again, you must tell us about your travels.” A familiar, soothing voice said behind you. You quickly turned around and saw him, and suddenly your world just stopped completely. There he was standing there, adjusting his eyeglasses and holding his cane firmly as ever.
“Welt… Welt!” You exclaimed as you dashed forward directly to him, almost dropping the sheathed sword on your waist after stumbling a bit. Welt’s eyes widened in surprise, dropping his cane to receive you in his arms. He smiled, tightening his hold on you, and for a moment—the world around you stopped. He cradled you, holding your head delicately with heavy breathing.
It was such a special moment, the way he kissed the top of your head so gently and whispered sweet nothings for only you to hear. You swore you almost cried because of those intimate acts of his, it was just so sweet and lovely that March 7th just had to take multiple photos of your cute reunion.
You couldn't say anything, choking on your words as you continued to wet his shirt with your tears. You haven't seen him in a long, long time and you missed him terribly. It has been a while since you inhaled his scent, reeking of cedarwood and oak.
March clears her throat, “Hey so uhh… I don't want to be some party pooper Mr. Yang, but you haven't introduced us yet to your…”
“Ah yes—my apologies, March. I am utmost delighted to introduce you to my old travel partner, Y/N. Apologies again, it's just that I haven't seen them in a long while.” Welt smiled, putting a hand on your lower back as he introduced you to his current travel buddies.
March looked between the two of you, and gulped. “Ohh, I see! It's just that… are you sure they're just your travel partner or—” Just then, she got cut off by Stelle poking her cheek harshly.
“Ow ow, oww! Okay fine I’ll save the question for later!” March complained, side eyeing Stelle as she suppressed a giggle from slipping out of her mouth.
“Actually, March… When I told you they were my travel partner, I actually meant that they are both my travel partner and my actual partner.” Welt explained, earning a gasp from both March and Stelle.
“Well uhh, good to know Mr. Yang..! You know what, maybe the three of us will leave you to it. Nice meeting you Mx. Y/N!” March then dragged Stelle and Dan Heng farther away, intending to walk around the Central Starskiff Haven to give you and Welt some time to spend together.
“You know Y/N, we are grateful to receive new astral express crew members. Of course, only if you want to. But I would be happy to have you close to me again.” Welt smiled and looked at you fondly, squeezing your hand in hopes that you would accept his offer.
You grinned, squeezing his hand tightly and bringing it close to your cheek. “I would love nothing more, Welt. Although…are you sure the express can accommodate more people?” You ask, tilting your head slightly.
Welt froze a bit, clearing his throat afterwards. “About that… Maybe it would be best to share a room with me in the meantime. I can seek out the conductor to prepare an extra bed to be placed in my room.”
“Or maybe, I could just sleep in yours. How does that sound?” You say cheekily, causing the poor old man to fluster a bit—red evident in his cheeks.
“Oh. Well whatever you prefer… As long as you're happy.” He smiled at you, caressing your cheek softly.
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✦ — YOUR BLOODIED BLADE
blade x gn!reader
✦ summary ; to the residents of the luofu, blade was a dangerous criminal that just escaped from the grasp of the general. but to you? he was the man who betrayed you.
✦ info ; blade and reader are exes, love hate relationship, history and past between you two not specified so it’s blurry and confusing
✦ warnings ; sensitive topics, violence, blood and deep wounds, toxic relationship, suggestive
✦ author's note ; will make a part 2 regarding your past with blade, and as to why you think of him as someone who betrayed you. also tbh blade's self heal is so annoying bro like if i fought someone and the wounds heal automatically then i'm getting out of there asap...
✦ masterlist | part one | part two
“A criminal on the loose? General, I have much more important things to handle other than this. Besides, didn’t you let him go on purpose? What do you need me for anyway?” You inquire with your arms crossed, talking to a hologram of Jing Yuan that suddenly appeared right in front of you in the confines of your own home. Did he really have to appear at this hour? You sigh and shake your head. “General, I’m sorry but it’s too late and I would like to rest. Go chase the criminal you let loose yourself.” You complained, about to dismiss his hologram.
“Hold on now, I’m not done talking. This is no ordinary man, Lieutenant. Did I even give you his name?” Jing Yuan fixed his posture, and you noticed how his tone became more serious than before. You gulped, and faced him one more time. “Tell me, Jing Yuan. How important is this man that you specifically want me to handle him?” It was silent for the next few moments, and all Jing Yuan did was look down before he finally said the name.
“Blade.”
“Say it loud and clear, General.”
“Blade.”
“You may leave now, I’ll get going to Stargazer Navalia. Don't send anyone, I want to be alone.”
Jing Yuan’s hologram disappeared right in front of you in an instant. You grabbed your sheathed sword from your side and gripped it tightly, grazing your fingers along the sharp blade. You were going to hunt him down. No matter what it takes, no matter how dirty it gets. You will hunt him down.
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At exactly midnight, you arrived at Stargazer Navalia twenty minutes earlier than the supposed travel time from the Exalting Sanctum. Your hand was already placed at the hilt of your sword. It was windy, leaves were blowing everywhere and you struggled whenever a gust of wind blew a couple of leaves before your sight. It was almost like a warning, as whenever you approached the quaint areas of the navalia, your spine shivered and stronger gusts of wind blew in every direction. Although, it did not stop you—and it won’t stop you.
When you reached the third travel point you had seen for the night, you saw countless bodies of mara-struck soldiers and their weapons against the ground. It was evident that someone was indeed here, and that assumption made your breath hitch. But not only did you see mara-struck bodies, you saw something red—it was not blood. Only when you got closer did you see the actual thing.
It was a spider lily.
He was teasing you, he knows you're here—and you know he’s watching your every move. You won't admit it, but you were scared—terrified, even. Your fingertips started trembling, because you know he’s here, right where you are.
“You came.” He hugged you from behind, his hand resting at your waist and the other placed on your stomach tightly.
“I don't like this game, Blade.” You answered, reaching for your sword and swiftly placing it right at his cheek. He smiled, and he still continued to hold you dearly. It was sickening, the mere fact that you were letting the man who broke you hold you so close like this. Blade thinks it's endearing, oh how romantic.
“I know you can't do it. See? You're hesitant.” He smiled even more, lowering your sword from his cheek and nuzzling his face on the crook of your neck. You're disgusted.
“Rèn, stop.” You breathe, still holding your sword tightly. Blade lets go of you completely, taking a few steps back from you before unsheathing his own blade. You turn around to face him, holding your own sword close to your chest.
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Impossible.
Everytime you landed a blow on him, he healed completely. You're worn out, exhausted. It was evident that you couldn't take it anymore, and this would probably be your last night alive. But no, it wasn't.
Even when you dropped down to the floor, blood seeping out of every inch of cloth you wore, and your weapon shattered to pieces—he still didn't do anything. Blade watched you in silence as you treated your own wounds with the bandages you found near the battle site. He watched you intently, eyes observing your every movement. You could feel him staring, but you were grateful enough that he wasn't doing anything else.
“Need help with the one on your back? It’s pretty deep.” Blade asked, still leaning against the wall with his arms crossed as he observed the gash on your lower back. You sigh in defeat, putting your arms down.
“Might as well deal the final blow to end my misery.” You snickered, though signaling to Blade for help. He understood the message and proceeded to help you wrap the bandage around your waist. Little bastard, he was enjoying this. The cold surface of his palms roamed around your body, and you shivered each time he neared your other untreated wounds. You were silent the entire time, tapping your fingers against the ground as you waited patiently for Blade to finish bandaging your cuts and gashes. It took a long time, the bastard was too occupied in feeling your exposed skin.
“All done, see? You just need to trust the process.” He smirked against your exposed shoulder. “Blade, it’s been an hour already and all I felt was you being touchy-feely with my body instead of actually treating it.”
“I don’t see the problem. Well now, come on. I’ll take you home.” Blade stated as he carried your body close to him. You yelped in surprise at the sudden action, taking a hold of his wrist tightly. He looked at you for a split moment, worry evident in your face. “Blade, I appreciate the gesture but no. You’re a criminal on the loose and there are cloud knights around each corner of the luofu. I can travel on my own.” You state, letting go of his wrist before signaling him to let you down. He obliged.
It was silent, when you walked away from him. He stood there as he watched you leave him, hoping that you would at least say something before you were gone from his sight and hold completely.
“Next time, I won’t be lenient anymore. Expect some deeper cuts that will take more time for it to heal. Until then, you better not cause any trouble up here in the luofu.” You stated, voice loud and clear. Blade raised his eyebrows, inhaling deeply before he said a word.
“I’m sorry.”
“Tell me what you’re apologizing for, Blade. The fact that you broke my trust? Our past relationship? The big slash on my back?”
“For everything.”
“You’ll need more than that. If you think sorry is enough for every wound you have caused, then you’re wrong. If you think I still love you, you’re wrong.” Blade inhaled sharply, evidently struck by your last sentence. He closed his mouth, looking down at the ground.
“I still love you.”
You couldn’t say anything, you struggled to let out a single sound from your mouth. You left him there all alone in the navalia. You could not forgive him, no. You will not forgive him, but deep inside your heart and mind, you knew you still had love for him and you could not admit that fact to anyone, not even yourself.
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✦ — DANCE THE NIGHT AWAY
jing yuan x gn!reader
✦ summary ; as a high positioned commander of the cloud knights, you were often invited to dinner parties consisting of even more high positioned nobles and leaders. things get dirty when a grimly noble forcefully asks you to be his dance partner for the next round. what you did not expect however—was for the general to come save you from your sticky situation.
✦ info ; fluff, romance, jing yuan and reader are childhood friends.
✦ warnings ; unconsensual touches, english is not author's first language.
✦ author's note ; augh i thought my hiatus would take months but jing yuan is making me feel things so here u go have a yummy jing yuan fic that is actually pretty lacking, my bad guys😔😭💔
✦ masterlist
BEAUTIFUL MELODIES AND CLINKS OF GLASS were all you heard when you finally entered the grand hall. Everything was beautifully decorated; from the golden tableware to the silky draped curtains in the performer’s stage—it was obvious that every piece of decor was put into thought for every guest to enjoy. You saw many people of various Xianzhou departments, until you finally saw your fellow cloud knights sitting on a table nearing to the side. You approached them carefully with a stride, holding the drink a butler served to you earlier.
“There you are, we assumed that you were going to arrive late as always… But hey, at least it’s not that late!” Changgui—a cloud knight under your division told as he saw you approach. Taking a seat, you sighed at his words. “This is an important event, I cannot afford to be tardy for today.” You answered as your companions snickered amongst the others. It was quite lively here, you thought. Looking at the stage, you saw a famous Xianzhou band performing one of your favorite tracks. You smiled to yourself and chatted with your co-workers while enjoying your prepared meal.
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After a few hours, everyone was requested to enter the grand ballroom to dance and enjoy the night. Your co-workers urged you to go with them, saying things like “maybe you’ll find someone to take you home for the night!” and many other things you couldn’t care less about. But you soon obliged after seeing the cute little pouts on their faces. They cheered gleefully as they successfully managed to convince you to “dance the night away,” they say. When you finally entered, the ballroom was also exquisitely decorated, with a ton of gold and red accents and a large chandelier right in the middle (you thought that maybe, just maybe—it would fall if the music was too loud.)
“Well Commander, we’ll leave you right here.” Chunsui, your attendant, saluted and grinned widely. “Maybe someone will take you dancing for tonight. Who knows, maybe even the general will be here… I haven’t seen him yet.” She chuckled. “Do not be ridiculous, Chunsui. Quit it, I doubt he even remembers who I am.” You told her defensively. Chunsui shrugged and said; “It’s just a what if. Besides, don’t lose hope! I’m sure the general will remember you! Just because you haven’t talked to each other since you were children doesn’t mean that he completely forgot about you.” You pressed your lips into a thin line, as you watched Chunsui approach Changgui to ask if he wanted to be her dance partner for the night. You took in what Chunsui said, and thought for a little while longer when someone stood in front of you with an extended arm for you to reach.
“Aren’t you lonely out here? I’m sure you’re waiting for someone to approach you, right? Well, you’re in luck. I don’t have a partner yet, and it would be a shame if I just stood in the sidelines watching everyone enjoy themselves. So, take my hand?” He said, trying to whisk you away from your trance. You raised your eyebrows in surprise, before you fixed your posture.
“My apologies kind sir, but I will have to reject your offer. I think I’m just going to watch the others, thank you.” You replied with a kind smile. The man’s smile dropped, and used his extended hand to grab your wrist tightly to pull you closer to him. You were surprised by the sudden action and you bumped your head on his shoulder.
“Don’t tell me you’re rejecting my advances, young one? Do I have to remind everyone here that you must follow my orders? Mere people like you should learn proper manners.” He chuckled, putting a hand on your waist and using the other to bring your face to look at him. You shuddered, trying to scan the area for someone you knew to help you in your situation. At that moment, you wanted to grab the man by the throat, but you couldn’t find it in you to do so. But when you saw another hand grab the man’s shoulder, you froze instantly and the man let go of you immediately.
“Luo Feng, leave them alone.” You looked up to see Jing Yuan smiling at the man—but it was no ordinary smile. You could sense a certain emotion surrounding him, it was jealousy.
You stepped back and held your hand close to your chest, breathing in and out slowly to calm yourself down. Jing Yuan seemed to notice this, so he came by your side and put a steady hand on your back to aid you as he proceeded to look at Luo Feng with sharp eyes.
“General, you do not understand. I was only trying to coax them into a dance with me, but they made it difficult to do so! I was only trying to teach them a lesson—” The man who you now knew the name of, Luo Feng—stopped talking when Jing Yuan shushed him and drove him away. Luo Feng left the scene afterwards with furrowed eyebrows and huffs. “Are you alright now Commander, or do you want me to take you somewhere else with less people?” Jing Yuan turned to look at you and asked, patiently awaiting your answer.
“I think I would like to go someplace else, General. Thank you, really. You’ve done too much.” You explain looking away, too scared to meet his gaze. Jing Yuan just smiled fondly and led you to the outside gardens for you to rest. You sighed in relief when you finally sat down in silence, trying to piece your thoughts together. That was certainly not a good experience, Jing Yuan knew that. So he hopes that you will be able to rest your mind and feel at peace here. He sits beside you and waits patiently for a word to come out of your mouth, leaning against the bench as he accompanies you in silence.
“Ah, it’s really peaceful here. Thank you, General. I could have handled it myself but my mind went blank. But really, I am thankful. I would like to return the favor.” You finally said, looking at him with a serene smile.
“No need, no need. I’m at least glad you’re alright. I’ll make sure to send a notice to the Feng family about the behavior of their child, I promise he will never bother you again.” Jing Yuan smiled and waved his hand. “Wait, don’t you think that’s too much? Luo Feng will probably hate you now…” You replied awkwardly. Jing Yuan just chuckled, crossing his arms.
“Anything for you.”
“Excuse me?”
“What? As I said, anything for you. Did I say something wrong or do you want me to repeat that again?” You could see the smirk he was trying to hide, and you sighed in defeat.
“General, you’re too much of a tease. This is why people don’t take you seriously most of the time.” You grumble, crossing your arms and looking away.
“Well, maybe if my dear childhood friend would take my hand and return to the ballroom with me, maybe then you can take me seriously this time.” He said as he stood up abruptly and extended an arm for you to hold. You smile and happily take his hand, as he dragged you throughout the garden and into the ballroom.
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his utmost regret.
pantalone ( regrator ) x eighth fatui harbinger lover reader ; 970 words
➹ genre ; angst, terrible angst.
➹ info ; pantalone x gn!eighth fatui harbringer lover reader, i basically replaced signora with the reader instead.
➹ warnings ; death, english is not the author's first language.
➹ author's note ; surprise surprise ! you all deserve pantalone angst after showing support to my two pantalone fluff fics🤣🤣😂😂😁🥰🥰 enjoy !! love u all😘🤯
➹ masterlist | part 2
“Are you sure about this, my dear? This is a dangerous mission.” Pantalone sighs, worry evident in his tone. His hands were laid at your shoulders, and he was looking at you with so much care and worry on his face.
“Relax my love, I'm positive that nothing bad will happen to me. Besides, I simply cannot turn down a mission from the Tsaritsa.” You give your lover a reassuring smile, placing a hand on his shoulder as you caress his face with the other.
“I do admit that it is a dangerous mission, but I assure you that I will return to you next week.” You reassure him, giving him a quick kiss on the lips right after you speak.
Pantalone didn't say a word and just sighed. He returned your little kiss, peppering more and more kisses at different parts of your faces as well. After that, he placed one more kiss on your forehead that lasted a little more while.
“Just please take care, my dearest. Alright? I love you and I don't want anything to happen to you.” He says in defeat, bringing you to a tight hug.
“I love you more, Pantalone. Don't worry, everything will go smoothly. Now then, time to depart to Inazuma. Take care as well love.” You say to him, as you bring one final kiss to his nose bridge.
You wave your last goodbyes to each other, and you finally board the ship to Inazuma. Your mission is to take the Electro Archon's gnosis with Scaramouche. Whatever tragedy that happens, you will face it and make sure to defeat every obstacle that interrupts your path.
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“A duel, with me..?” You scoff at the traveller's bold statement. They want to fight you? Well bring it on. You chuckle darkly—surely the traveller doesn't realize your strength. He wants to fight you? The eighth fatui harbinger? Such a foolish thing to do.
“Proceed.” The Raiden Shogun says, which causes you to stay speechless for a few moments. You look between the Shogun and the Traveller, rolling your eyes with a huff.
You step forward, face to face with the traveller. “I will make sure that not even ashes will remain, Traveller. I'm not sure you realize how much more powerful I am than you.” The Traveller looked at you with disbelief, a frown appearing on their forehead.
And thus began the duel to death.
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“T-this cannot… be… this is impossible. Ridiculous..! Absolutely… atrocious..!” You scream. You have lost the duel to the lowly Traveller. You were terribly wounded, and you needed help. Where was Scaramouche? Did he abandon you? No… he couldn't have…
You were reaching for the exit of the Tenshukaku, planning to make an escape. But you couldn't walk properly, your body was weak and frail. You were cursing inside, the pain was unbearable.
The Raiden Shogun started to walk towards you, approaching your weak form. She was holding her lightning sword, and you knew what she was planning to do.
“D-don't! Don't you dare come near me… You..! You weak and pathetic lot… The Tsaritsa will hear about this..! No, no no..! Don't you dare slash me…” You try to back away from the Shogun. But then again—you couldn't walk properly.
You decided to plan one more thing, and that is—to reach for the Shogun's gnosis.
“I hate you… I hate all of you..!” You shout, trying to reach the Shogun to grab her gnosis. But it was too late.
The Raiden Shogun has killed you. You were gone, forever.
“I'm sorry… Pantalone… I won't be returning home.” You cry, and those were your last and final words before you turned to ashes.
—
Meanwhile, Pantalone was peacefully working at the bank. Signing papers, reviewing the bank's current state, anything that involves that.
But he felt off. Something doesn't seem right. Worry washed his face. His mind was full of you. Where were you? How are you doing? Any updates regarding the mission?
Pantalone sighed as he realized he messed up his signature. He decided to step out of his office and go outside to calm down for a bit. He reassured himself that you were doing well, and you probably succeeded with the mission.
As he stepped outside, he took a deep breath of fresh air. He fixed his glasses and looked around, and suddenly saw a few fatui guards rushing to him, looking nervous and quite scared. Pantalone noticed this, and stood upright.
“M-Master Regrator… We have some terrible… news…” The fatui gulped, bowing down to him.
Pantalone was worried about why they acted so nervously. He cleared his throat and ordered “Speak up, do not be scared.”
The fatui guards looked at each other, and finally spoke up.
“Our condolences… Lord Regrator…” The fatui gulped again, and Pantalone's eyes widened. Could it be..?
“Your lover, the Eighth Harbinger—has been killed in Inazuma… By the Raiden Shogun herself.” The fatui bowed down to the ground once again, practically almost kissing it.
Pantalone's eyes widened more, tears starting to flow out of his eyes. He had an angry expression on his face, his hand clenched in fury. “Leave! Get away..!” Pantalone ordered the fatui guards, and the fatui panicked and ran away as fast as they could. After all, Regrator was a man who should not be angered, or else it would wreak havoc.
After the fatui finally left him alone, Pantalone dropped to his knees. More tears started to fall from his eyes, as his eyeglasses dropped to the ground with a thud.
He screamed. He screamed out all the anger, the rage, he let it all out.
You were dead—his precious beloved was dead. He cried loudly, hitting the ground in anger. He screamed and shouted, calling out your name and begging you to return back to him.
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✦ — YOUR BLOODIED BLADE II
A TRIP TO MEMORY LANE.
blade x gn!reader
✦ summary ; you were willing to do anything he asked, you were used to it. so when he asked you to meet him in stargazer navalia, you obliged. when you arrived, what awaited you there was not blade, but a group of cloud knights sent to arrest you on a crime you did not at all dare commit—soon realizing that blade pinned his crime on you.
✦ info ; backstory of blade and reader from your bloodied blade part one, gn!reader
✦ warnings ; toxic relationship, sensitive topics, mentions of murder and death
✦ author's note ; part 2!! focusing on the backstory this chap so that u know the history. i'm well aware ren is not blade's real name, it's his chinese name. but let's pretend it is for now... also planning to make part 3 tbh
✦ masterlist | part one | part two
It was a restless night, you could not sleep at all, not after what happened in the Stargazer Navalia earlier. Your injuries caused by Blade took a toll on you, making it difficult for you to lay in any position that you almost considered sleeping while standing instead. The recent events that occurred just a few hours back played throughout your mind constantly—and you were annoyed that all you could think about was Blade. Fatigue hits you soon enough, shutting your eyes instantly as you try to get some rest.
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“Meet me in the navalia later.” Blade said nonchalantly, hugging you from behind as you sheath your sword. “The usual spot?” You inquire, smiling as you kiss his chin. “Of course.”
“Don't tell me we're going to spar again. Give it up Rèn, I don't want to hurt you again. Sometimes, I think to myself that you're losing on purpose just so I could personally treat your wounds.” You state, sighing as you fix his messy hair from covering his sight.
“No, it's important.” He grabs your hand and interlocks his fingers with yours, as worry hits your face. “Whatever you say, Rèn. I’ll meet you there.”
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Strange, it was awfully silent when you arrived. Not a single sound could be heard, aside from the harsh winds of the late night. He told you specifically to meet you here, was he running late? Just then, you heard footsteps approaching. It didn't sound like it was coming from one direction—no. It was from multiple people, and it was only a matter of time when you were surrounded by multiple cloud knights with their spears pointed to you.
“If you do not want to make this difficult for you, then stand down and drop your weapon. You're coming with us.” A cloud knight shouted, raising his spear to point at you.
What? Under arrest? Thoughts clouded your mind and you found yourself being apprehended by one of the cloud knights, and you couldn't do anything about it, nothing.
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There you were, sitting across from him—hands chained and head down low. Rèn, whose new identity is now Blade—had the face to visit you in this rotting prison and had the audacity to ask how you were doing. You hated how his eyes showed no emotion, how his face had no remorse. If only you could break free from the chains restraining you, then he would have been dead by now.
“(Name) Just listen to me.” Rèn—no, not Rèn. Blade said, sitting across from you and eyeing your frail figure. “Listen? Oh my dear Blade, the nerve you have to order me to listen to a single word you’re going to let out from that mouth of yours.” He raised his eyebrows, surprised at your sudden attitude. This was going nowhere.
“It’s sweet of you to visit me here in this place that you put me in. I have suffered long enough because of you. It's hard to believe that the man I fell in love with would betray me of all things. Aeons, maybe all of this was fake in the first place.” You spat, rage evident on your face. Thank goodness that both of you were given privacy, and that no one could interrupt you, and no one could hear the venom reeking off your tongue.
“I trusted you, I loved you, and I dedicated my whole life to you—but I never meant it like this. You’re cruel, you’re evil, you’re a monster who only cares about their own gains and won’t hesitate to throw someone into the dust for their own satisfaction.”
“I can help you escape—I’ll do anything (Name). Just tell me what to do and I will do it all for you.”
“I don’t need your help, and I don’t need your pity. What’s done is done.”
“(Name). I’m giving you a chance to be with me again—”
“Be with you? Hah, you’ve lost your mind Blade. Answer me this. Have you ever wondered who took the lives of the Lan family? The family, who was always so kind—so humble. Who, in their final moments, smiled up at the person who just reaped their souls—to take care of themselves? Tell me Blade, because I know that it certainly was not me.”
Blade’s face lit up in horror. “How did you—”
“Tell me, who was it?”
“...(Name), please—”
“Who paid for your sins. Who had to rot in jail, just for you to live free as a bird with no guilt carried on your back? I’ve had enough, Blade. Years and years of endless torture is what I had to endure—and yet you, the person responsible for all of this, had the nerve to pin the Lan family murders on someone else. Not just someone else actually—their own lover, the one who loved him endlessly. Yet you took them for granted, and now you are right here, sitting face to face with the one person you betrayed.”
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You woke up from your nightmare, beads of sweat covering your entire forehead as you continuously gasped for air. You were horrified—as you did not expect for your memories to come flooding back to you. This was the first time you ever dreamt about the incident, despite it being on your mind everyday. You didn’t think it would have such an impact on you, but after your encounter with Blade—you knew that you wanted to seek him out again.
The night was cold, and you were shivering more than usual until you realized that your window was wide open. You sigh, standing up from your bed. As soon as you close the window, something catches your sight. You slowly open the window again, only to find a bouquet of red spider lilies wrapped with dark blue paper and tied with a red knot.
Of course he did. Flowers, it was always on rare occasions that Blade would hand you a bunch of nicely wrapped flowers—usually consisting of roses or chrysanthemums. But that was long ago, and you did not expect this at all. What weirded you the most though, was the fact that he sent spider lilies. Of all flowers he could choose from, he had to choose the ones that were hardest to find.
You gulped, face flooded with worry. Not only did he send spider lilies, of all things—you remembered that spider lilies symbolize final goodbyes, or even worse—death. That was what he told you before, once when you asked him if he liked flowers. Examining the bouquet, you saw a small note card shoved deep into the stems of the flowers. Your eyes widened slightly as you read it out loud.
“I will always protect you.”
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gilded cage
ayato x fem!reader
✦ info ; having been stuck in your home forever by your cruel father, you have always seeked freedom. everything changed when the yashiro commissioner requested to have a date around inazuma with you. will this finally be your chance of breaking free from your gilded cage?
✦ warnings ; sign of abuse, english is not author's first language.
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No matter how hard you tried, you could never break free from the strings you were controlled on. You were forced to live the life opposite of what you have wanted, and you couldn’t even escape by death when all these servants have their eye on you day and night. Just a simple walk in the streets of Inazuma was not allowed, and you were forbidden to set foot on the outside world. The only thing that kept you entertained in your lavish room were the books you had. Even if you try to talk to the servants, they cannot answer back. You were alone, having no one to talk to.
But one day, things changed. Your cruel father finally looked at you proudly for once, and a huge smile plastered on his face when he finally introduced you to the Yashiro Commissioner, Kamisato Ayato. Although, when your father pulled you into a room to speak to you privately, all he did was give you a pinch on your ear.
“Listen, You fool. You will be taken by the Commissioner on a date out in Inazuma today, so I need you to be on your utmost proper behavior. Any complaints from the Commissioner, and you will be dead to me.” Your father spat, still not letting go of your ear as you tried your best not to let the sobs slip from your mouth.
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“So, Lady Y/N. I have heard a lot about you. I wish we could have met sooner, but unfortunately I was too busy to arrange a meeting with you. But it is all thanks to your father that I have finally met their charming daughter. He smiled genuinely, as you both walked side by side in the streets of Inazuma.
“Thank you for the compliments. I have indeed heard about your works and contributions to Inazuma, and really I was quite surprised when my father told me that a certain commissioner arranged something with me. Above all, I was shocked to see that it was the famous Yashiro Commissioner he was talking about.” You tried to keep up a gentle smile, as he gives you another warm smile back.
If you did well today, Ayato may choose you as his wife—and you’ll finally be freed from the shackles of your father. But what were the chances that he would choose you? After all, a servant did tell you that you were the fifth woman he had gone out with, trying to find the perfect wife. But will it be really guaranteed that he would choose you out of all the other women? But you will try your best. You would do anything to escape the gilded cage your family put you in, and this was the perfect opportunity. If the Yashiro Commissioner chose you to be his loving spouse, then it would put an end to your misery. You would do anything and everything.
The both of you were still walking through the elegant streets of Inazuma. People continued to greet the two of you as you held each other’s hand. You could feel the roughness of his gloves beneath your fingertips, and you were flustered by the way he held onto your waist carefully as he guided you through the stalls and stores of Inazuma. You enjoyed the way he spoke, his voice being eloquent which suited his status very well. To say he was handsome was an understatement, as you couldn’t keep your eyes off his tuft periwinkle soft hair and the cute singular mole on his face. He smirked instead of smiling, and you continued to listen to him babbling about his excellent works as a noble.
It was quite admirable that he did all that at such a young age, and you were more amazed how he could accomplish his duties as a commissioner. Your admiration for him skyrocketed, and you found yourself falling for Ayato’s charms. But the question is, does he feel the same way? After all, you weren’t like him at all. You weren’t as hardworking, nor did you have responsible leadership. Your life consisted of being inside your room all day as you read books and occasionally did painting and embroidery. It isn’t guaranteed that he would choose you among the others.
It was fitting to say that your date with the commissioner went on smoothly. You both drank tea at Komore Teahouse, and you were able to taste a lot of new Inazuma delicacies for the first time. Ayato on the other hand, tried to stifle his laugh whenever you tried to fit all the dango in your mouth in one sitting. You were an interesting woman, so he thought. Your father wasn’t lying when he said he had such a beautiful and caring daughter like you. But one thing Ayato noticed was that you knew nothing of the world. You asked a ton of questions about Inazuma, and Ayato was confused when you asked him what and where the Tenshukaku was.
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“Lady Y/N, I was hoping we could talk about some things for a bit.” Ayato said as he let go of the tea cup in his hand and placed it on the table. You gulped, feeling the atmosphere turn up a little bit. You pressed your lips into a thin line, letting go of your tea cup as well and cleared your throat. “What do you want to talk about, My Lord?” You replied, smiling softly. Ayato eyed you for a bit, seeing an uneasy smile plastered upon your face.
“I deeply apologize if this offends you or anything, but this matter has been irking me since the start of our outing.” Ayato cleared his throat again. “Earlier, when we were walking together in the streets of Inazuma, you held my hand tightly and looked quite worked up. You asked me a lot of questions regarding Inazuma’s delicacies, history, and such. I answered all your questions yes, but what irked me the most was when you asked me what Tenshukaku was. I was quite shocked and I expected you to know, because practically, everybody knows the residence of the Raiden Shogun.”
Ayato looked at you, and put a finger under his chin.
“Lady Y/N, does this have to do with your father?”
Your eyes widened upon hearing his words, and small tears threatened to drop. It was all your fault, you should have been more careful. You let your curiosity of things get the better of you, and you should have paid attention to your words. You struggled to answer the man in front of you, and struggled to get any words out of your mouth. Your father is going to kill you once he finds out what happened. But even so, you knew you couldn’t hide anything from the commissioner. He has a sharp mind, and figures things out quickly. You shouldn’t have underestimated his abilities. You can’t hide anything from him.
“I… Yes. My father.” You stutter. “All my life, I've been staying, or rather—prisoned, in my own room. My father refuses to let me go out, saying that the world does not want to see me. Those words have been engraved in my mind ever since.” You whispered, biting your lip in order for your sobs to not escape. “I’ve been trying and trying to see the outside world and travel anywhere and everywhere as I wish, but my stern father is the cause of why I don’t have any freedom at all. You sigh heavily, a bit joyous that you were able to release your anger and problems. Ayato pursed his lips, quietly plotting something, but you couldn’t figure out what he was thinking about on that damned brain of his.
Pressing your lips into a thin line, you tilt your head to the side, nervously awaiting for Ayato’s mouth to finally blurt out something. It was not an understatement to say that you were quite anxious, it was evident that your cold hands were shaking a bit on the wooden table. Suddenly, your cold hands felt warm hands caressing your palm.
“Do not worry my dearest. I will make sure your father will pay for what he has done to someone precious like you. Stay with me, be my bride—and I will make sure you get the life you deserve.”
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Pierro x reader
Pantalone x reader
Both fluff (obvi) mainly just things you’d do with them in your own life (away from the Fatui and all that)
pierro & pantalone — seperate
dating headcanons & mini scenarios
➹ genre ; fluff, romance
➹ info ; pierro & pantalone ( seperate ) x gn!reader, ‘you’ prns used
➹ warnings ; english is not author's first language
➹ author's note ; can you guys see how much of a pantalone stan i am, or is it obvious enough😍‼️ anyways thank u for this request <3
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There was no doubt that Pierro—the first fatui harbinger, was a busy man. Working day and night just to please the Tsaritsa. He honors her and dedicates his own life to her.
But behind closed doors, there was you in his life. You were his one and only weakness, his soft spot. He was completely soft and vulnerable around you. He felt warmth and comfort in your arms—and if anyone saw The Jester like this, he would most likely be very embarrassed.
Pierro always arrives home late, could be twelve midnight or be the very early mornings. Despite getting to bed, you would rather wait for him to get home. And when he finally gets home and sees you on the couch next to the warm fireplace, Pierro can't help but smile a bit.
For his love language, he's probably not that great with words—so instead, he would rather show his love to you by his actions. Gift giving is his love language as well. You can't tell me that this guy isn't rich when he's literally a harbinger. Pierro doesn't like public displays of affection—but if someone gets too handsy with his lover, he won't hesitate to wrap an arm around your waist. If he's bold enough, he might hold your hand in public. And if you're lucky enough—maybe he'll add in a few forehead kisses as well.
When Pierro has time to spare—he would rather spend time with you. Because he knows that he rarely gets to be with you because of work. Oftentimes, the two of you would stay at home, having long conversations that could last hours. Or maybe the both of you would play chess, but he never tells you that he lets you win on purpose just to see that bright smile of yours.
Don't tell anyone—but Pierro is a great cook. The first time you tasted his cooking was when your arm got injured when you were supposed to make dinner for him. So Pierro went out of his way and cooked dinner for you instead. You instantly fell in love with his cooking the first time you tried his pasta. Ever since then, Pierro was the one who made dinner for the both of you every Saturday night.
The two of you rarely go out together, but there are times he would accompany you to buy some things if he has free time. Although, it is quite awkward whenever you and he are out in public. You receive so many stares and so many greetings, at least it's easier to pass through the bustling streets because all the people make way for Pierro…
Oftentimes, you and Pierro go out for walks along the residence garden. It's quite calming really—you and him holding hands while strolling through the garden at night. He would gently rub your hand with his thumb, and kiss the back of your hand as well. On cold nights, Pierro would lend you his coat as the harsh snowy weather of Snezhnaya is always so chilly. Just seeing your figure wearing his large coat instantly makes his day better.
Pierro prefers forehead kisses and hand kisses more than anything else. He thinks that forehead kisses show a sign of protection, and he wants to remind you that he will protect you no matter the situation. You always seem to melt whenever he gives you forehead kisses, and watching you melt in his touch drives him insane. He's quite scared when he gives you hugs, he doesn't want to crush your form with his large strong body.
The Jester loves you, and will do anything to protect you. He hopes you love him the way he loves you.
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You were waiting for Pierro to arrive home, but it's already one in the morning. You were tired, but you decided to set aside the fatigue for now. You waited and waited for one more hour, before the door finally opened with Pierro behind it.
“You didn't… need to wait for me.” Pierro sighs as his eyes soften once he looks at you, taking his coat off and hanging it on the coat rack.
“Sorry, Pierro. You know me, I always wait for you to arrive home no matter the time.” You reply, standing up and making your way to him. You engulf him into a warm hug, nuzzling your face closer to his chest. You yawn a bit, your eyes starting to slowly close. Pierro gives you a back pat, placing his other hand on your shoulder. And there it was—the fatigue finally hit you as you dozed off to slumber.
“There you are again, after countless times of telling you to not wait for me anymore.” He sighs. “Although… I do appreciate it.” He whispers as he slowly carries you to your shared bedroom. He laid you down carefully, trying not to make too much noise so that you wouldn't be awoken from your sleep. Pierro fixes your position so that your neck won’t be painful in the morning. He brought up the blanket and closed the lights, turning on the lamp for a bit of light.
He stared at you for a moment, his eyes gazing at your sleeping form. Pierro’s lips formed a small smile before he finally kissed you on the forehead lightly, stroking your hair with his calloused hand.
“Sleep well, love. I hope you know that I love you very much.”
Now Pantalone is also a busy man, unfortunately. Therefore, he doesn’t have much time to spare with you. But when he does, he tries to make every little moment with you a memorable and happy one.
Pantalone's love language is definitely, and obviously—gift giving. Whenever Pantalone is away, he likes to send you and drown you in many gifts. He’s a rich man, he can get anything he wants, so he spoils you constantly—and he definitely gets you something every single day. Don’t be surprised when a random package gets delivered to you late at night or at a random time during the day—that probably means that Pantalone misses you and is currently thinking about you.
He might not be interested in public displays of affection—but if someone gets too close to you, he'll wrap an arm around your waist to turn you around and will give you a kiss on the lips. Of course, his innocent smile will be displayed. Behind closed doors however—Pantalone wants to receive every type of physical affection from you. He allows you to do whatever you want. Want to cuddle? Of course, he will happily oblige. He gets surprised everytime you suddenly kiss him at a random time, and he can't hide the faint blush on his cheeks.
Normally, Pantalone is available on the weekends. He has free time in the afternoon and the evening. Most evenings, Pantalone takes you out to a dinner date at the most exquisite and expensive restaurants around Snezhnaya. After all, he wants you to experience the best, and only the best. He pays for everything, so don't worry if you want to eat something expensive—Pantalone will gladly order it for you.
It's the late nights where you and Pantalone get to spend time together. Once you both get home from dinner, you both bathe with each other—the bathtub full of the purest and finest bath salts to expensive glaze lily candles imported from Liyue. Usually, you're the one who pampers Pantalone in the bath. You scrub every inch of his body—making sure to remove every speck of dirt. He deserves it, after working so hard for the fatui.
Sleep is comfortable for you—as Pantalone always hugs you while you both rest. His body is warm, which means that whenever your body is closely pressed to his, his body keeps you warm as well. It's perfect—as Snezhnaya's weather is always so cold. Pantalone is usually the big spoon, but if he's particularly tired, he turns into the little spoon. He melts under your touch, and he wouldn't want to let go at all.
Pantalone definitely loves teasing you—just seeing your flustered face keeps him going. He lightly chuckles as you try to cover your evident red flushed face. Although there was one time where you fought back and teased him as well—how you wish you had your kamera with you, because seeing his own flushed face made you laugh and just want to keep teasing him more and more right then and there.
All in all—Pantalone absolutely loves and adores you. He will do everything in his power just to keep you safe and protected, and will go to extreme measures just to please you. That man is crazy in love, it's not always when he feels emotions like this. Don't complain when he spoils you too much, he thinks that you deserve everything in this world.
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You and Pantalone were walking among the cold and crowded streets of Snezhnaya—holding each other's hand and the side of your bodies pressly close together. The both of you just left the restaurant, so you decided to just take a short stroll on the streets.
Still walking hand in hand, you lightly dragged Pantalone with you as you skipped through the tough crowd. Pantalone just followed your lead, smiling at you with closed eyes. You gazed at the shops—until Pantalone noticed that your eyes gazed too long at a certain shiny ring displayed at the expensive jewelry store.
But Pantalone was confused when you just smiled and continued dragging his hand along the bustling streets.
It was a rainy afternoon, and Pantalone went to work. So you just sat in the library most of the day, drinking coffee and researching other things that interest you. You were suddenly disturbed by a maiden that was holding a wooden gold box, carved with an intricate, beautiful pattern.
“Lord Regrator wanted me to give this to you. Oh, and please read the letter as well.” The maid bowed to you, and shortly left the library.
You opened the golden box to see a shiny and beautiful diamond ring—the exact same ring you laid your eyes on yesterday night in the jewelry store. You put a hand on your chest in surprise, lifting the ring and putting it on your ring finger. You admired the ring on your hand, and decided to read the letter next.
My dearest,
I do hope that you love the ring I have bought you. Surely you do, hm? After all, you have been eyeing it since last night, so why not buy it for you?
Do not worry about the price, It is nothing compared to the more expensive things I can surely afford. I just know the ring suits you, so make sure to wear it later when I get home, alright?
Love, Pantalone.
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a bird's rest
al haitham x reader ; 399 words
➹ genre ; fluff, romance
➹ info ; al haitham x gn!reader, 'you' prns used
➹ warnings ; english is not author's first language
➹ author's note ; i think about this man all day, istg i just want him to be playable already i'm too excited for him ahhh </3
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“Make way, Al haitham.” You order him, as he looks up at you from his desk. He raised a brow in confusion, but soon realized what you needed from him.
“I'm busy, perhaps you can rest somewhere else.” He said passively before returning back to reading. You sigh and stand behind his chair, and look at his work. Out of boredom, you patted his head and started playing with it—in hopes that he will indulge your request.
After a few moments of silence, Al haitham set the book aside and crossed his arms. “Fine, since it looks like you won't be leaving me alone.”
You chuckle softly before setting yourself down on Al haitham's lap. He looks at you with pure curiosity. You then wrap an arm around his neck, then proceed to caress his face with the other as you close your eyes and lean against him—enjoying the little moment.
“Perhaps if you actually slept early last night, then maybe you wouldn't be using me as your personal pillow right now.” Al haitham sighed as he looked at your tired form leaning against his torso. You wrapped your arms around his waist, stuffing your face on his broad chest.
“I'm sorry… I shouldn't have procrastinated on my report. Now I'm so tired…” You yawn, tracing your fingers on Al haitham's torso. He wouldn't admit it, but he absolutely enjoyed whenever you traced your fingers against his chest and such. He didn't need to admit it anyways, as it was quite visible that he was flushed by your action. All you could do was to laugh quietly.
“Aww… Are you flustered? I'm not doing anything at all though.” You say teasingly, as Al haitham just scoffed at your words. “You know what you're doing.” He proceeded to bring your body closer to his and laid his head on your shoulder. His heavy breaths tickled the flesh on your neck, and you gulped at the feeling.
“I'm tired as well, let's just stay in this position for a while and rest.” Al haitham started to trail kisses on your collarbone, as your stomach began to fill up with butterflies at the sudden gesture. His lips finally reached yours, and gave you a soft kiss before finally bringing your head to lean against his chest once again. You chuckled as the both of you closed your eyes before drifting off to sleep in each other's arms.
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Hey!I absolutely loved the headcanons for Pantalone and pierro.I was wondering if maybe you could write the same kinda thing but with Dottore?
Thanks,and if you don't write for him that's totally fine 😎
dottore x reader
dating headcanons & mini scenarios ; 798 words
➹ genre ; fluff, romance
➹ info ; dottore x gn!reader, 'you' and 'they/them' prns used
➹ warnings ; trauma ?, english is not author's first language.
➹ author's note ; aHHHH I'M SO LATE W ANSWERING UR REQ I'M SO SRRY !! also, i do apologize if this is quite lacking, i don't really have a grasp of what personality to give him smh, but i do hope it's good enoughhh !!
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Dottore. The mad doctor, the one who has little to no regard for human life. The one who ruthlessly experiments with the innocent.
Dottore would probably be confused once he realizes he feels an attachment with you. He doesn’t know much about romance so poor Dottore would be confused and would pull up an all-nighter trying to figure out why he feels something whenever he’s with you. It would probably take a few days until he realizes that he has fallen for you romantically. He would definitely try to deny his feelings for you at first, because Dottore thinks it’s impossible that he actually caught feelings for someone. But when you accepted his feelings? He internally screamed.
A relationship with Dottore at first wouldn’t be as great. Dottore is new to this, he never experienced this before, so try taking it slow. He never received much affection from others as he was always called cruel names and he was always looked down upon by the students and teachers in the academy. Dottore knows the types of love languages and affection, he researched all about it for you. But he's quite aggressive, so you'll need to get used to that. He thinks it’s pretty cringe as well but hey, he warms up pretty fast once he finally trusts you fully.
Praise him. Dottore loves praise, especially on his experiments. Praise his creations, compliment his works. If you do, Dottore might just fall for you even harder. He will bring you to his lab, even if he doesn’t allow anyone inside. Just don’t touch anything and be careful, you don’t want Dottore to be mad at you, right? Dottore will let you watch him experiment, but he won’t show you his actual ones. He'll show you the less gory ones for now, but if you really want to see him brutally experiment on others, then why not?
Dottore is quite… a harsh lover. He’s quite aggressive and protective. He sees you talking to the ninth harbinger? Real shit, he snakes an arm around your shoulder and drives Pantalone away. He’s worried you’ll leave him, please don’t. You’re the only person that is special to him, and he doesn’t want you to leave him. Oh no, you’re sick? Poor thing. Dottore will make sure to get rid of your sickness right away and will make sure no one will disturb his darling while they are in a bad condition.
Since Dottore spends most of his time on his experiments and research, it’s sad to say that he rarely spends time with you. So what you do is to just hang out with him in his lab as he stays focused on his research. Of course he doesn’t ignore you—he asks you how you’re doing and makes small talk as well. You’re the only one allowed inside his lab because he trusts you enough not to tinker with anything inside. You just stay seated on a chair he placed for you next to his desk, or if you’re feeling rather clingy—he’ll allow you to sit on his lap and play with his hair as he writes down his reports. What a dream, I'm telling you…
The time where you have Dottore all to yourself is when you actually convince him to go to bed. I agree with the other Dottore fanfics, that guy is most certainly sleep-deprived. He would rather work than sleep, and it’s pretty hard to actually convince him to go to bed with you. But once you actually finally convince him? You have him all to yourself. He will let you do anything to him. You want to play with his hair? Then go ahead, he’s all yours. Remove his mask and caress his face, and whisper praises to his ears. Dottore will go soft and beg for more.
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“Dottore you haven’t slept for days, come on—you need some rest.” You sigh, leaning on your lover’s desk as he continues writing notes, ignoring your words.
“You can’t just—alright fine. If you're just going to ignore me then so be it.” You huff, turning your heel away from his desk. By the time you were about to exit the lab, a pair of strong arms grabbed you from behind and spun you around—landing on Dottore’s chest.
“Look, alright I'll go rest after I finish one report. Will that be sufficient for you?” Dottore sighs, bringing you closer to his chest. You wrap your arms around him and melt beneath his touch. You sigh heavily, patting him on the back.
“Fine fine, I'll wait for you. Just please… get some rest. I'm concerned, Dottore. I know you can manage not getting any sleep but there are times where you're obviously tired…” Dottore smiles, engulfing you into a much tighter hug.
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revenge at its utmost finest
— part 2 of his utmost regret
pantalone ( regrator ) x eighth fatui harbinger lover reader ; 851 words
➹ genre ; angst, death
➹ info ; his utmost regret part 2, pantalone x gn!eighth fatui harbringer lover reader, they/them and 'you' prns used.
➹ warnings ; character death, suicide
➹ author's note ; hope you enjoy the part two, even if it's a bit boring. lowkey accidentally made pantalone a yandere here💀 but oh well, pantalone can steal my heart any time💘💘🌹
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“We are gathered here today, to mourn for the loss of our fellow harbinger. May they rest in peace, and thank them for their contributions to our Majesty The Tsaritsa.”
The rest of the harbingers bow, but Pantalone stays still, just staring at your casket scattered with ashes inside. The fact that it was just your ashes in there and not your corpse irks him, his eyebrows forming into a frown.
"My condolences to you, Regrator. Your lover fought hard and dedicated their life to the Tsaritsa. Her Majesty sends her deepest condolences as well. Your lover was strong, but I guess they were not strong enough.” Pierro simply says as he pats him on the shoulder before leaving Pantalone's sight. Naturally, the other harbingers followed and agreed with what The Jester said—causing Pantalone's blood to boil.
Pantalone clenched his fists. ‘Your lover was strong, but they weren't strong enough?’ Absolute bullshit. He was angry, he hated those words that came out of Pierro's mouth. And he hated the fact that everyone agreed with Pierro as well. He was angry, he hates the harbingers. He hates himself for becoming one.
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It was another ordinary winter night at Snezhnaya, another night where Pantalone hugs your casket and mourns once again. It was cold and icy, his fingertips turning red, as well as his nose and the edges of his ears. But he didn't care at all, all he cared about was you. He missed your smile, your comfort—he missed your love and affection. But it all disappeared because of the dangerous mission that was assigned to you. Perhaps if another harbinger did the job, you wouldn't have died.
Pantalone swore, he promised you that he would protect you. But he did not keep that promise, and now you disappeared from his life.
“My dearest… do not worry… I know what I need to do. And after that—you can finally rest in peace.” He whispers, a few droplets of tears falling on your coffin.
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“I do not understand what is happening. Capitano, any reports? Dottore, we need you here now.” Pierro almost shouts. Apparently, something wrong has been happening to the plans of the fatui.
“I don't think you understand, Columbina. Someone has been sabotaging our front lines. More of our troops are getting killed day by day. We can't simply stand by this, we cannot disappoint her majesty!” Pierro slams a hand down onto the meeting table, the other harbingers almost rattling in fear. It was evident that Pierro was completely upset, and whoever was meddling with the plans of the fatui definitely won't live till the very next day.
“This isn't good. What will Her Majesty think? This is complete and utter bullshit. Nothing makes sense, and we don't even know who's sabotaging our plans. But one thing for sure is that this mystery person is definitely a spy working around the fatui. Just make sure to look out and be cautious. Today's meeting will now end, we found absolutely nothing today.” The Jester quickly left the room, obviously not wanting to talk to anyone at the moment. The rest of the harbingers gulped in fear, saying awkward goodbyes to each other.
The harbingers are surely confused to what was going on behind the scenes, but they all trust each other a bit too much that they didn't even know that their own kind was the one betraying them.
Pantalone will do anything just for the fatui to crumble apart. He will not tolerate the things they did to him and his beloved. Actually, he is already watching the fatui crumble before his eyes.
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“If you never sent my dearest on that mission to retrieve the Shogun's gnosis, then none of this wouldn't have happened, Pierro.”
“You are nothing but a fool..! Doing all of this just for love? What happened to dedicating your heart to the Tsaritsa? Did you seriously betray your fellow brethrens just because of a mere sacrifice your lover had to make?!” Pierro shouted throughout the palace caught on fire. The Jester was wounded, and he couldn't move at all. He was in a weak state, gasping for air constantly as he used his weapon for support just to stand up.
“A fool? I don't care less about the things you call me, Pierro. Look at your form, so weak and vulnerable. You're one slash away from death.” Pantalone smirked, chuckling darkly at Pierro's weak form before him.
Pantalone wasted no time and delivered one final slash, memories of him and you delivering its way to his mind. This was surely the right thing, this was simply revenge at its utmost finest.
Pierro tried to defend himself, but unfortunately—he was too late. His body received heavy pain, and darkness completely surrounded The Jester before he took one last breath.
“Is this too much my dear? Perhaps it is. Maybe I've gone a little too far, but you know that I love you a bit too much.”
Pantalone finally spoke his last words—before he stabs himself on the chest, waiting to reunite with his beloved in the afterlife.
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MORE PANTALONE X READER FLUFF
slow dancing beneath the moonlight
pantalone x gn reader ; 584 words
➹ genre ; fluff, romance !
➹ info ; pantalone x gn!reader, 'you' prns used.
➹ warnings ; english is not author's first language
➹ author's note ; your wish is my command😋 i am glad that i have summoned all the regrator lovers last post, and i am very grateful ! <3 hope u guys enjoy this one
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It was a usual snowy night in Snezhnaya. Although it was terribly cold, and you had to wear a couple layers of clothing. The dinner was served cold, so you had to drink a few cups of tea just to warm up. You were taking a stroll around the garden, but the paths and soil were completely covered by the winter snow. Beautiful snowflakes landed on the ground, each and every snowflake having its own unique pattern.
Time ticked by, as you continued strolling around the beautiful snow-covered garden. Your nose and ears started to go red because of being out in the snow for a while. You look up and see the moon shining down upon you, the full moon almost being completely covered by the clouds around it.
You sigh, turning your back from the moon and deciding to return back to your warm house. It was getting too chilly outside—it was no use waiting for your lover to return this late night. Perhaps you should rest, you can just see Pantalone tomorrow once you wake up.
Just as you open the entrance gate to the mansion, you heard hurried footsteps behind you. You turn around and see Pantalone, who was obviously rushing to get home. He was wearing his winter coat with his eyeglasses slightly tilted, ears and nose red because of the chilly weather. You stand there in awe, admiring your lover's slightly messy appearance.
“My apologies, dearest. I had to work overtime as I had to speak to some others, for work purposes, of course.” He sighs, finally fixing his glasses and putting on one of his warm infamous smiles.
You rush to him immediately, engulfing him on a hug. You squeeze his torso, indicating that you missed him. You didn't feel cold anymore, because his warm body gave yours enough warmth to get rid of the cold. Pantalone hugged you back and gave you a quick kiss on the forehead.
“I'm glad you're back home. It's already twelve midnight, I thought something suddenly happened to you. I was worried, my dear.” You sigh, hugging him even tighter. You pressed your body closer to him, your face nuzzling on his chest. You could practically hear his beating heart.
“I'm very sorry for making you worry so much. I assure you that I'm fine. I can take care of myself after all, I'm not a fatui harbinger for nothing.” He chuckles, bringing his hand to comb your hair and pat your back. The wind suddenly picked up, swaying the both of you to the side—but the both of you did not let go of each other.
Pantalone took this opportunity and started swaying your bodies, swaying to the music of a certain Snezhnaya ballroom dance that was coming from inside the mansion. He started to guide you, the both of you slowly dancing in the middle of the beautiful garden.
More snow was falling from the skies, and the air was getting chilly each time. But the both of you did not care, as both of your bodies were warm enough to withstand the cold. The two of you were happily dancing beneath the soft bright moonlight, enjoying each other's presence.
Pantalone was whispering sweet nothings to your ears, exchanging ‘I love you's’ to each other. You both were clearly enjoying this moment, slowly dancing and making another enjoyable memory for the two of you to reminisce. The moonlight shone upon the two of you, happily shining its bright light.
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death is inevitable.
kamisato ayato x sick gn!reader ; 1,138 words
➹ genre ; angst
➹ info ; kamisato ayato x gn!reader, 'you' pronouns used and term 'mx' is used
➹ warnings ; death, heavy angst, english is not author's first language
➹ author's note ; whew !! finally posted smth after a few days. this was quite rushed tbh, so i'm sorry if it's not up to your liking.
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It was raining heavily today, the sound of rain heavily hitting the roof of the Kamisato estate. You looked out the window, staring at your reflection on the glass pane. You saw yourself, you saw how miserable and sick you look. Eye Bags underneath your eyes, your skin starting to grow pale—you hated it.
A cough escaped your lips and you covered your mouth with your hand. Drawing your hand back, you saw blood on your fingertips, blood still dripping from your mouth. You could taste the metallic taste. You coughed and coughed, until your blood started to stain the pearl white bed sheets underneath you.
“Mx Kamisato!” Thoma suddenly shouted when he saw your frail form. He ran quickly to your side and aided you. He passed you a glass of water and wiped your blood stained lips.
“T—Thank you, Thoma…” You whisper, chugging down some more water. Thoma looked at you and observed you carefully.
“Do you want me to call Lord Ayato?” Thoma whispered back, his hand massaging your shoulder. You nod weakly, flashing a reassuring smile at him as he smiles back.
Thoma returned a few moments later, accompanied by Ayato. He was visibly worried, eyebrows formed into a frown as he walked faster to get to you.
“I'll handle this, Thoma.” Ayato calls as he sits down beside you at your bed. Thoma sighs and nods, walking out the room and closing the door gently.
“I apologize, Ayato. You must be busy right now, but I really wanted to see you.” You sigh, a few tears coming out of your eyes as you sniffle.
Ayato's face softens and he hugs you gently. He brings your head to rest at his chest, as he runs his soft fingertips through your hair. You finally cry in silence, your tears wetting Ayato's clothes. But he didn't care, he needed to comfort you.
“Ayato… I don't want to die…” You sob, more tears flowing out of your puffy eyes. Ayato hugs you even tighter—as he holds your weak form. You tug on his collar, tightening your grip on him.
“My dear… Shhh… I might be busy, but you are my utmost priority. I will take care of you and accompany you throughout all of this.” Ayato tells you and looks at your eyes, caresses your face and lands a kiss on your forehead.
Your eyes widen and you cover your mouth once more—as you cough violently. Ayato stood up quickly and led you to the bathroom, making sure to be careful as well. You reach the bathroom and cough profusely, more blood coming out of your mouth and dripping off your swollen lips.
You reach for the tap and Ayato opens it for you, as you quickly get some water to drink. The coughing stopped. You sigh in relief as you wash your mouth with water, gasping for air. You feel like someone is choking you, you feel miserable. Ayato then guides you back to your bed, laying you down on the soft mattress. The bed sheets were still stained, and the rain was still heavy.
“Are you alright? Please do tell me if you need anything, my dear. I shall help you.” Ayato says, fixing your clothes and wiping off any excess blood from your mouth.
“Ayato… you must be very busy. Don't mind me, I can take care of myself. You should focus on your work, I have hindered you for a while now.” You insist, giving Ayato a reassuring smile.
Ayato grabs your hand and intertwined his fingers with yours. “My dear, you aren't a hindrance, nor a burden. Let me take care of you.”
You sigh and bring Ayato's hand up to your lips. You kiss each of his knuckles one by one before bringing his hand close to your heart.
“Ayato… Do you think… I'll die today..?” You weakly question, which earned a frown from him. He tightened his hand on yours, giving it a reassuring squeeze.
“Don't say that. You won't. We'll live happily with each other, and your illness will be cured.” He softly says, leaning to comb your hair with his other hand.
“Can I sit on your lap for now..?” You ask him, and Ayato obliges. He carries your frail body, trying his best to be careful. He places you gently on his lap, resting your head on his shoulder. You give him a loving smile and wrap your arms around his neck.
“Now now, what is this about? It's unlikely of you to ask for such… favors.” Ayato chuckles, holding you closely to him. You chuckle quietly, rubbing your thumb against his cheek.
“Let me sleep in your arms… okay..? Just for one last time.” You pause, trying to hold back the tears from escaping your eyes. “Thank you for taking care of me, and thank you for loving me and making me feel so special…”
Ayato is confused a bit, but he just smiles softly and kisses you on the lips tenderly and lovingly. He breaks the kiss a few moments later, a string of saliva in-between his lips and yours.
“Sleep tight, my love. Don't worry, I will protect you.”
“I love you, Ayato.” You whisper, before you drift off to sleep.
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“My dear, wake up. It's already five. Shall we eat an early dinner?” Ayato yawns, gently shaking you to wake up. But you're still not waking up, that's the problem. Ayato soon grows worried, trying to shake you a bit more and calling your name to wake you up.
“Please wake up…” Ayato calls. He lays his head against your chest and brings his ear close to your heart.
No heartbeat is heard. No heartbeat is heard.
Ayato's worry turns to panic, his breathing becoming faster and heavier. He places a finger on your pulse, a finger underneath your nose—and there is nothing. Nothing at all. You weren't breathing anymore. And that could only mean one thing.
You passed away.
Ayato is heartbroken—he mourns. His crying and shouting could be heard around the estate, the guards and maids rushed to the bedroom and saw the head of the kamisato clan.
He was holding you closely in his arms, cradling your dead body. He sobbed violently, his tears wetting your clothes. Thoma and Ayaka came inside the room, both of them struck with shock. They heard Ayato's cry—and they immediately knew what had happened.
Ayato holds you close to him, repeatedly shouting for you to not leave him. But it was too late—you were now dead, and he refused to believe that.
“P—Please… come back… I'm sorry, I'm sorry… I tried my best to protect you, but I failed. I promised on our wedding day that we would be together till death, but I failed. I failed.”
He now knew that he lost you, forever.
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little moments
pantalone x reader ; 449 words
✦ genre ; fluff, romance
✦ info ; pantalone x gn!reader, 'you' pronouns used.
✦ warnings ; english is not the author's first languaged, fic was terribly rushed, not fully proofread.
✦ author's note ; okay so i am absolutely OBSESSED w pantalone. ALSO I APOLOGIZE, THIS WAS SOO TERRIBLY RUSHED SO I APOLOGIZE IF IT'S TOO SHORT AND IF IT'S BAD, and it probably lacks a lot of things—ALTHOUGH, I'M WORKING ON ANOTHER PANTALONE FIC !! i've seen a lot of smut on pantalone, and only a little fluff. i'm a bigger fluff fan than smut, so why not write one :')
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“Hm I must say—you look absolutely stunning tonight, my dearest.” Pantalone smiles at you, eyeing your figure up and down. You both were together at his office, deciding to visit him as you both were pretty busy with your jobs.
“Oh please, spare me the boring flattery.” You sigh, his compliment bringing a soft smile on your face. Pantalone looks up from his paperwork, observing you for a while before drawing his eyes back once more. “Judging by that adorable smile on your face, I bet it wasn't much of a boring compliment, was it?” He chuckles softly, placing his pen underneath his chin.
“Take a seat next to me.” He orders, now pointing his pen on the chair next to him. You follow his command and take a seat, crossing your legs and placing a hand under your face. You slightly tilt your head and admire him as he works in peace, his eyes glancing at your form next to him before returning back to writing.
Getting a bit bored as you had nothing to do, you yawned and finally looked away from Pantalone as you have been staring at him for quite a long while already. You wanted to stir up a conversation, but you didn't want to distract him while he was in the middle of signing some papers. So all you could do was sit there silently, observing him and the things around you.
Pantalone—who noticed that you averted your eyes away from him, was a bit disappointed by your small action.
He gently grabbed your chin with his finger, directing your face to look at his. “Don't, look away from me.” Pantalone says, grazing his finger against the delicate skin of your cheek. You softly chuckle at his small antic, grabbing his wrist and nuzzling your face against the back of his warm hand. Pantalone softly smiles at your action and caresses your face for a while as he turns back to his desk and continues with his paperwork—one hand caressing your face, the other writing a letter.
Pantalone is always a busy man, working hard everyday that he rarely gets to spend any time with you. Despite this being a small and short moment, he enjoys it. He loves having you around, bringing him comfort and doting on him. He will always treasure these small moments with you—because these memories do not require any price at all. As long as he can spend time with you, it is enough for him.
Pantalone is a wealthy man. Whatever he wants, he gets it with ease. But he certainly cannot buy these little memories with you—so he will enjoy your presence every time he can.
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Hellooo! How are you? Hopefully great :) I just thought that what if you made one where Pantalone were to deal with a drunk reader? feel free to ignore this but if you do, I'll be very happy! Thank you<3
absolutely drunk
pantalone x drunk!gn!reader ; 561 words
➹ genre ; fluff, romance
➹ info ; pantalone x drunk!gn!reader, ‘you’ pronouns used
➹ warnings ; mentions of alcohol, english is not author's first language
➹ author's note ; hii !! i'm so sorry if this is short, but i hope u guys like it !! i have some more requests in the drafts so stay in tune for more fics :))
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Normally, you could have handled a few more shots of fire-water. You had a high alcohol tolerance, but it looks like you couldn't handle it well today. Your head was aching, and your vision was awfully blurry. Hell, you couldn't even balance and walk properly. You kept saying random things and asking random questions at the bartender, and you didn't even recognize the environment around you.
You were drunk as hell, so the fatui had to escort you back to your home. Unfortunately for you, Pantalone had just arrived home and he was the one to answer the door. He stood there in confusion as he saw the fatui supporting your drunk form, laughing as he carried you to the bedroom and thanked the fatui afterwards.
Carefully and slowly—Pantalone laid you down on the bed and fixed your position into a comfortable one. He sighed and felt your forehead with the back of his hand, realizing that your temperature was high. He was about to get you a glass of water when you suddenly pulled him back to the bed, saying repeatedly ‘don't leave.’
“Stay with me—” hic “a little longer…” You say with slurred speech. You were tugging on his arm and clinging onto it like a cat, and Pantalone can't help but laugh at your drunk form.
“I love you, I love you…” You say, hiccupping profusely. You sit on Pantalone's lap, as you wrap your arms around his neck. He could feel your hot breath at the crook of his neck, as you cling to him and hug him tightly, not daring to let him go at all.
“I'm more surprised that you actually got drunk. Did you perhaps experiment, and drink a few more shots?” Pantalone questions as he pats your head. You whine and hug him even more tighter, nuzzling your face closer to his neck.
“I'm not… drunk..!” You state, lifting your head to stare at him. You push him down the bed, forcing Pantalone to lay down. You stare at him, as your fingers graze his face gently. Pantalone just lets you do your thing, his hand caressing your cheek. You bring your face closer to his as you bring your swollen lips to his mouth—slowly kissing him on the lips sloppily.
You break the kiss a few moments later, gasping for air. Pantalone's face was red and absolutely flushed. “I never knew that you acted bolder whenever you're drunk, how interesting.” He lightly chuckles as he combs your hair.
“I—I want more.” You whine, tugging on his clothes with a desperate look on your eyes.
“I'm not drunk… What wait… I have a lover… get off me…” You suddenly say, trying to get out of bed. Pantalone suddenly pulled you to him, letting you sit on his lap once again.
“But I am your lover.” Pantalone chuckles softly, caressing your face as he gives you a quick peck on your nose. “Come on dear, you need some rest.” He sighs, pushing you so that you lay down comfortably.
Pantalone fixes himself as well, laying down beside you. He brings you into a hug, burying your face on his chest. You breathe in his scent, dozing off to sleep a few moments later. He kisses your forehead and brings the sheets up to your chest, hugging you tightly as he dozes off right after.
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washing waves
clotted cream x mermaid reader ; 2,148 words
➹ genre ; fluff, slight angst ♡︎ romance, confessions ♡︎
➹ info ; clotted cream cookie x gn!mermaid!reader, 'you' pronouns used.
➹ warnings ; english is not my first language, not fully proofread, wrote this fic at like 2am.
➹ author's note ; my first fic post in my new writing blog! i hope everyone who reads this enjoys. likes & rblgs/any kind of support is highly appreciated !
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➹ SUMMARY !
A surprise meeting with Clotted Cream Cookie by the shores changed your life. But one day, he suddenly stopped visiting you—and you were heartbroken. You never expected him to come back and confess his feelings to you though.
➹ full story under the cut ♡︎
You were a cookie, a special one at that. You were a mermaid, who swam the deep ocean’s depths and sang graceful tunes out in the open. You were one of a kind. But you have always wanted for your one true wish to come true.
You wanted to walk, you wanted to have legs. You wanted to walk around the Creme Republic and speak to the locals. But unfortunately for you, it was impossible for your wish to come true—no matter what you do, no matter what you did. But alas, you were so desperate. You would do anything just to have the ability to walk, at least for one day. You wanted to meet new people, you wanted to socialize more, you wanted to see the council of elders who ruled the Creme Republic together. And of course, you wanted to see the newly appointed Consul of Creme Republic—Consul Clotted Cream Cookie.
The only cookie friend you have as of now was Oyster Cookie, the head of House Oyster and an elder of the Creme Republic. She would visit you sometimes, updating you and filling you in with everything about what was happening in Creme Republic. Both of you were considerably close, the two of you enjoying each other’s company. Most times, you help her as well when it comes to information about the sea. As her sphere of influence is maritime trade, you help her with strat planning.
“Oyster Cookie, how good of a Consul do you think Clotted Cream Cookie is? I am very curious about him. Sometimes, I hear locals near the beach speak about him! I’m dying to know.” You say with excitement, a glimmer shown in your eyes.
“Well my dear, we do not know yet. After all, he just got appointed as one. But I guess I could say that he is a very responsible and brilliant young man. I assure you he does know what he’s doing.”
“I see… How I wish I could see him in person. I’ve only seen him in the newspapers so far.” You mumble with a saddened expression.
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Humming a beautiful lullaby out in the open shores at night, you close your eyes and let the sea breeze get to you. The stars at night shone brightly, the moon staring intently. The night was calm, and that was the only time where you could actually get out of the water as there was no one around. Your eyes were closed, still humming a tune. Not until your cautious ears caught a sound of footsteps in the sand behind you.
Turning your head around, you locked eyes with Clotted Cream Cookie himself. The rumors about him weren’t wrong, and seeing him in real life was much more pleasing than seeing him in the newspapers. You let out a small gasp in surprise and decided to submerge back down in the shallow waters out of embarrassment.
“P-please come out, I will not harm you.” Clotted Cream says, stepping forward a bit.
“Well of course you wouldn’t hurt me” You think, trying to get a peek of him from behind the rock you were hiding.
“I apologize if I startled you, I-I did not mean any of it.” He sighs, and takes a deep breath. “I was just walking at this hour, until I heard a voice. So please forgive me, I was just curious and wanted to know whoever was singing.” Clotted Cream sighs again, a hint of sadness evident in his tone. He was already standing by the shore, shoes almost wet because of the waves washing onto them.
Deciding to come out of your hiding place and show yourself, you submerged into the waters again, swimming until you reached the shore where he was standing awaiting you.
You popped up from the water, startling and surprising Clotted Cream Cookie just a bit. He smiled and chuckled, his cheeks burning when he realized both of your faces are close to each other. Realizing this as well, you pulled your face back a bit.
“Ah, interesting. So you’re the mermaid Oyster Cookie was talking about. She talks about you a lot, did you know?” He smirked, arms crossed.
“She talks about me? I’m really glad then… She talks about you alot as well. I’ve heard a lot of interesting things about you and seeing you in person really surprises me… I really never thought I would actually meet the consul face to face.” You ramble, a big visible smile plastered on your face.
Oh yes, Clotted Cream Cookie was listening to you rambling, but he was also focused on you. The way the moon’s light shone upon your form, making you much more attractive than you were. Your skin was glowing, eyes shining with delight as you continued to smile with warmth.
“Oh, I deeply apologize Consul Clotted Cream! It’s already late at night, you must be sleepy already. Please get some rest, I’m sure you’ll be busy tomorrow. Again, I’m sorry for keeping you up.” You say to him, guilty at your actions.
“Please do not be sorry, I have enjoyed my time with you, and I am glad that I got to speak to someone new today. But you are right, it is quite late already. I shall get some rest now, please get some rest as well.”
“Of course, Consul. I’m equally glad that I got to speak to you as well.”
Clotted Cream smiled, and waved goodbye. He turned around and started to leave, but he paused a few steps later.
“Oh, I forgot to say this, but please expect a few more visits from me as well. Perhaps tomorrow, I shall come again if I have some spare time.” He smiled, finally waving goodbye. With that, he walked away and disappeared—leaving you on the shore, squealing inside.
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And with that, Clotted Cream Cookie visited you at times. He would usually visit you during night time at the exact same spot where the two of you met for the first time. You were surprised that he actually went his way and spent some of his spare time with you despite being a very busy man. He would tell you all about what was happening in the Creme Republic, and sometimes you both shared small bits of your personal lives. Safe to say, he enjoyed your company, and you did as well.
You both accompanied each other every night for months, until one day—he suddenly stopped visiting you. You haven’t seen him in months. You were saddened and disappointed, because you thought you finally had a friend who you could talk to regularly besides Oyster Cookie. You kept telling yourself that he was probably busy, and you thought you were selfish because of that.
“I don’t know Miss Oyster Cookie, he suddenly stopped—visiting me. I thought that maybe he was just busy being the consul and all, but do you think he forgot about me?” You tell Oyster Cookie, a few tears dripping on your face.
“Before I say anything else…” Oyster Cookie paused, and you turned around to look at her. “Do you love him?” She questions, but it sounded more like a statement.
Your eyes widened at her question, a small sob coming out of your mouth. Yes indeed you did, you loved him. The way he stood out, the way he talks to you and listens to you ramble about a lot of things? You loved him, and you loved everything about him. You looked at the water beneath you, as your tears joined in with the starting rain.
“I do, Oyster Cookie. I do love him, and I can’t deny the fact that I do.” You say, more tears streaming down your face. It hurts, because you think that he doesn’t love you back, and that he never will return your feelings. Oyster Cookie was there, rubbing your head as you just cried there, the rain getting heavier.
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It was another day, a week after your talk with Oyster Cookie. It was raining heavily, and the moon and stars were covered by the gray clouds. You just sat by the shore, humming a tune and enjoying the sea breeze once again. Clotted Cream Cookie was on your mind once more, but you tried to push him away from your thoughts. You wanted nothing to do with him, and you tried your best to not think about him any longer. But you couldn’t, the young consul kept appearing on your mind every single day.
You heard footsteps coming from behind, and it seemed like running.
“Good evening, Oyster… C-clotted Cream..?” Your eyes widened, seeing Clotted Cream Cookie’s tired form. He was gasping for air, holding an umbrella to prevent the rain from reaching him.
“Clotted Cream! What happened, you seem tired. Please settle down! Why are you here anyway?” You exclaim, worry from your voice, and confusion as to why he was visiting you on this day.
“I wanted… to talk to you and apologize. Please hear me out.” Clotted Cream says in a nervous tone. Bowing to you.
“Go ahead… I’ll listen.” You say, lending an ear to him, hands on your lap waiting patiently on what he’ll say.
“First and foremost, I apologize my dear. I-I didn’t talk to you, and I did not even visit you anymore, I just stopped all contact with you without a word and I apologize. It was the wrong thing to do.” Clotted Cream tells you with a low, breathy voice.
“But why did you suddenly stop? I don’t understand. If you wanted to stop talking to me, you should have told me beforehand…” You answer back with a wobbly voice, trying to prevent the tears from flowing out.
“Because I… didn't want to have these feelings.” He said shyly, dropping his umbrella. The raindrops stopped falling from the sky, and the clouds gave space so that the moon's light would be able to shine throughout the sea.
When that slipped out from his mouth, you covered your own and submerged down the water to hide yourself and your flushed face. But wait, what did he mean that… he didn't want to have feelings? You emerged back from the water and moved closer to him, just like your first meeting. Clotted Cream took this chance and crashed his lips down to yours, cupping your face with his hands. Your hand reached his hair as your other hand caressed his face. He was the first one to break the kiss after a few moments, a string of saliva in-between your lips and his. He chuckled as he brought you into a hug, his face resting at the crook of your neck. Your breathing was heavy, and so was his. He trailed kisses up your neck to your ear, and whispered.
“Y/N Cookie, I love you.” Clotted Cream trailed kisses until he reached your forehead, and gave it a quick peck.
“The truth was, I was scared. I was scared when I finally realized I started to grow feelings for you.” He sighed, tightening his hold on your waist. He didn’t want to let you go at this moment, he needed to let you know how much love he has for you. He adored you, and he was scared to lose you.
“I thought that maybe—you wouldn’t return my feelings for you. A half of myself believed that we both felt a mutual understanding. In addition, I was scared that I wouldn’t be able to spend time with you any longer. Y/N Cookie, I’m the Consul. I’m a busy person, and I only have a little time to spare. I always visit you during my spare time, because you are important to me. But I did the wrong thing and stopped talking to you completely because I was too scared. I’m sorry my love, please forgive me.”
You felt Clotted Cream’s tears falling against your shoulder. He was absolutely guilty, and was visibly sorry for his actions. You placed your hands at the back of his neck, giving him a warm kiss on his forehead.
“I love you, Clotted Cream Cookie. I forgive you, and I am willing to do anything if I get to be with you for the rest of my life.” You lifted his head with a finger on his chin, and he brought you into another kiss. He placed a hand on your waist, his other hand cupping your cheek. With your hands still placed on the back of his neck, you both got lost in each other’s touch. You both didn’t care about the problems both of you might face, because you both know that you’ll deal with everything together through and through. You love each other, and the both of you are willing to do anything to be able to be with each other for eternity.
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