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fatuismooches · 3 months
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Could you please write about the Harbingers spending time with the reader on their birthdays? But maybe they send what they did with you as a letter to the Traveler like the in-game feature? :D
♡ 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬' 𝐁𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐋𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 ♡
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synopsis: The Traveler naturally expects mail in their inbox whenever the Harbingers' birthdays roll around. However, they didn't expect it to be so... lovey-dovey, and all about you.
includes: all harbingers w/ gn! reader
notes: I've finally finished it! I've been wanting to write something similar to my voice line post for a while, so here it is - the Harbingers sending birthday mail, except they're very down bad for you :3 Includes a letter, a photograph, and attached items with the letter! (Sorry to the Pulcinella fans, I was too lazy to write him in.)
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“Home…”
Sender: Pierro
It is my birthday today. Normally, I would have continued on my day as usual, but [Name] had another idea in mind, going so far as to get the Tsaritsa herself to block the door to my office and then dragging me away. It seems they were planning this for a while… The last birthday I celebrated was the year Khaenri’ah fell. What purpose did today serve when my homeland and people were gone? As the years went on, it began to slip my mind and I nearly would have forgotten the date, were it not for [Name]’s question a while ago. I thought nothing of it, but I did not think [Name] would have taken this so seriously.
They knew I would enjoy anything so long as it was with them, yet they had the entire day planned out. Claiming that I needed some fresh air, we walked through the Snezhnayan streets, the normally biting frost a bit warmer than usual. Casual browsing at some new stores that opened up. [Name]’s attempt at starting a snowball fight. And lastly… grocery shopping.
When we got back, they wouldn’t let me help or look. But I could tell from the smell exactly what they were making. It turns out that they managed to make a dish from my home country. I am not sure how they managed to get a hold of this recipe… I must have mentioned it offhandedly and they improvised from there. Of course, it’s not an exact replica, but nonetheless, it tasted delicious. Just for a few minutes, I was taken back to my previous home. That home will never come back, but I have a new one now.
And now the day is almost over. Despite their best efforts to stay awake until the end of the day, they succumbed to their sleepiness, now lying on my lap. They were supposed to read me something they made, but perhaps I’ll find out what that was tomorrow. 
Tomorrow will be back to normal again. But that is alright. I still do not believe I deserve a day like today but, if this is what [Name] desires, then I shall not refuse them again. I’ll look forward to the next birthday just as they do.
Attached Photograph:
A picture is included with the letter that has Pierro and you in it. The Harbinger is seated at a table with a homemade dish in front of him. His giant coat and mask are placed off to the side, revealing scars from long ago. You’re glued to his side, trying to feed him by holding the spoon close to his mouth. Pierro is a grown man, the Traveler thinks, he does not need you to feed him… However, he looks quite content with this arrangement so the blonde won’t question it any further. In fact, he looks as if he’s right at home.
Attached Items:
Ancient Khaenri’ahn Dish [A meal unique to Khaneri’ah that has long been forgotten by the world. Although you clearly struggled to make it due to a lack of experience, even the Traveler can taste how much of your love was put into it.]
Khaenri’ahn Story Book [A book that contains numerous fairy tales and various stories originating from the lost nation, written by none other than Pierro himself, and illustrated by you. Apparently, it was born from you begging him to tell you stories from his home, and eventually, the Harbinger began to write them down so you could read them instead of bothering him so often. However, it made the problem worse as now you bother him to read them to you. How sweet.]
“A Day Off.”
Sender: Dottore
[Name] has convinced me to go back to Sumeru with them for a couple of days. I couldn’t care less about this day, but they were adamant about spending the whole day with me, and that they “will not be spending my birthday in a dark gloomy lab again.” 
My research has regrettably halted for a bit, but I suppose this was not a bad idea. This was the first time in many years that either of us had stepped foot back into Sumeru - we had not been back since I was expelled from the Akademiya, besides my segments of course.
[Name] and I trekked the same path we used to walk during our studies at the Akademiya. It was a good spot for studying and conducting experiments without any disturbances - that was until they started following me around. They were a nuisance at first… but eventually, [Name] began to help me deconstruct a variety of machines, which was helpful. And then would laugh at me whenever I ended up breaking them. 
Ever since I met them, [Name] has always said a lot of strange things, but their most recent comment was that they wanted to drink the blue liquid in the vial I carry around. They think it looks… tropical and vibrant. Of course, I refused them. But I had a feeling that if I didn’t provide them with it, they’d try and get it themselves. I was not interested in having to inject an antidote into them, so I came up with a solution.
I know that I am no chef, but this goes outside the realm of cooking. It wasn’t hard to create a sweet drink that would be to [Name]’s liking with the same color. They were more pleased than I thought and demanded that I make it for them more often. I do not care much for nourishment, but perhaps I’ll try my hand at it more often. They have insisted that I send you some, too. So, Traveler, is it to your liking as well? Even if it’s not, I do not care, so don’t bother telling me.
Attached Photograph:
A picture is included with the letter that has Dottore and you in it. Despite how much the Traveler has explored Sumeru, they can’t seem to pinpoint the location where it was taken. It must really be a secret place, just for the two of you. Dottore’s mask is on his lap, revealing crimson eyes and scarred skin. You seem to have fallen asleep on his shoulder, as your eyes are closed, though your mouth seems to be agape, perhaps mumbling some nonsense in your sleep. Dottore’s expression is exasperated, but there is a certain fondness in his eyes, one that the Traveler can’t distinguish, or rather, they refuse to believe it. Did the Kamera have an editing function now? Because surely, the photograph must have been forged or something, because there was no way The Doctor could ever have such a tender look in his eyes… 
Attached Items:
Strange Blue Concoction [Some kind of legitimate drink that’s the same color as the vial Dottore carries around. According to [Name], it is quite delicious, but would any sane person dare to try anything from The Doctor of all people…? Who knows, these two might be trying to poison the blonde.]
Assortment of Ruin Guard Parts [Parts from Ruin Guards Dottore created and assembled himself. A wide variety of parts are here, including Chaos Cores, Circuits, and Devices. Wait… they seem to all be damaged and broken. Hey, did Dottore just send the Traveler his useless parts?!]
“Care For A Show?” 
Sender: Columbina
Hello dear Traveler! How are you?~ Today has been such a wonderful day. Why, you ask? Because it’s my birthday of course! ♪ The one day when I have the ability to drag my beloved [Name] wherever I want, with no resistance. Normally they protest for quite a bit, telling me I have a mountain of work to do but, they don’t need to worry their pretty little head about that. ♫ Is it that much of a crime to slack off to spend time with one’s beloved? But oh, that little routine of ours is something that I do cherish.
My dearest [Name] took me to a play. We were among the first to see it, as it was the opening day. You know, they always tell me that as a Harbinger, I should be more conscious of how I present myself. But is it really a problem to sit in their lap instead of my chair? It’s not like anyone can see us all the way up on the balcony seats, hmm? ♬ Moving on though~ The play was quite an interesting story. 
It was of an angel who fell in love with a mere human, despite how taboo it was. When the two were caught, the angel had to decide - would she rather retain their purity and remain in the heavens or fall down, stripped of her divinity to be with her human? Well, if you want to see the ending, you’ll just have to come to Snezhnaya and watch it yourself. ♪ But do tell me Traveler, if you were in a situation like that, what would you choose? … I already know what my choice would be.
Ah, but that show was not even the best part! After that, [Name] put on their own performance for me, just the two of us. It was beautiful of course, the way they convey their choice of art is always worthy of praise. But, they always seem to seek my feedback and criticism… they told me they want to keep improving to make me even more pleased but, how many times do I need to explain to them that I already believe their craft is beautiful? Nevertheless, I do indulge them, if only to satisfy my love. Why don’t you take a look at one of our collaborations, Traveler? It is quite good if I do say so myself. ♫
Attached Photograph:
A picture is included with the letter that has Columbina and you in it. The lighting in the theater is a bit dim, so your figures are a bit faded but, the Traveler can still make out the two of you. The two of you have separate chairs but, Columbina is practically spilling onto yours, her head comfortably resting against your chest. You seem as though this is normal for you, which it probably is. Wait, is Columbina sleeping? It seems she probably got bored during the intermission… That’s why you specifically chose your clothes to double as a blanket for your wife.
Attached Items:
Music Score [A music score composed by both you and Columbina. The two of you performed it perfectly together as a present to your wife. Of course, it’s bound to be mesmerizing considering Columbina’s participation. So hauntingly beautiful, that in fact, it might end your life before you get to the end… is that an exaggeration? Well, it seems like the Traveler will have to take that risk.]
Pair of Tickets [Tickets gifted to the Traveler and Paimon. There’s no name on it or any expiration date, so it can be used to watch a single play in Snezhnaya for free, with the best seats in-house, so pick carefully. These things are quite expensive, so don’t go losing them now! Otherwise, Columbina and [Name] might ban the traveling duo from the theater…]
“An Excellent Day.”
Sender: Capitano
Today is my birthday. However, I have never been very adept at celebrating this day. I realize that it is the norm to celebrate one’s birthday, but I have never felt the need to. Though, ever since I became a Harbinger, my recruits have always wished me well today. Unfortunately, when the bolder ones ask me what I have planned, I have nothing interesting to respond with, always prompting them to urge me to do something… In the hallways, I always hear conversations along the lines of even though being a Harbinger is busy, I deserve to do something nice on my birthday. But in reality, it does not bother me at all. Is it really that strange not to do anything on one’s birthday?
When [Name] found out how I normally spend my birthdays, they shared a similar sentiment and promised to make this one “the most eventful and fun and best one I’ve ever had.” They said that since this is our first year together, they need to make my birthday an excellent one. Although I tried to reassure them they needn’t try so hard for me, they were insistent. However, true to their word, I would say my birthday did end up being an excellent one.
One thing about [Name] is they never fail to teach me something new. In this case, they taught me what it means to celebrate a birthday, and I’d say I learned a lot. As stated by them, there is no exact or definite way to celebrate. It is what you make of it. And they, knowing the kind of man I was, chose the activities accordingly. (There were a few mishaps but everything went well for the most part. It is not customary to break a few knives while cutting cake, so I feared that I may have ruined things, but [Name] reassured me it was normal.)
So all in all, today was an excellent day. However, I am faced with a problem now. What should I do when [Name]’s birthday comes? Should I do the same thing they did for me? But would they think that is low effort and unoriginal? I do not wish to disappoint them. Traveler, do you have any ideas? Also, please ask Tartaglia for me as well. The last time I spoke to him, he tried to ask me for a duel.
Attached Photograph:
A picture is included with the letter that has Capitano and you in it. The snowy forest terrain looks as picturesque as ever, but what really draws attention is the man and his lover in the middle. Mostly, the Harbinger who has a squirrel or two perched on him, not to mention the few birds that made their nest in the fluff of his coat. And even some cats? Where did they come from?! Well, it’s best not to question it. It’s rather endearing. Rather, one should question how silent and unmoving the Captain is in an effort to not disturb all the animals. Just ignore the deer in the background waiting for some attention too.
Attached Items:
How To Celebrate Your Birthday Pamphlet [A collaboration between Capitano’s Fan Club and [Name]. The fan club loves you immensely because you help to put their long-awaited plans into action. The numerous activities in this guide (blowing out the candles, feeding each other cake, gift giving, lots of affection, etc) were written out by the club and dutifully carried out by you. There were also birthday punches, but Capitano was confused as to why you were tickling him.]
Capitano and [Name]’s Picture Book [Don’t tell anyone this, but Capitano has a tendency to name all the creatures of the forest near his mansion. At first, he went there to train, but decided against it after seeing all the animals around there, because he doesn’t want to scare them away. What he did not expect was to befriend all of them… you came across him one day talking to them after searching for him. How can he tell them apart? Even you don’t know. But this book is dedicated to all of his animal friends, with pictures taken by you of course. So if the Traveler happens to visit Snezhnaya someday, make sure to be nice to these little guys!]
“They’re Annoying…”
Sender: Wanderer
It is that time of year again when my birthday rolls around. You know very well I do not care much for this day, but once again, there are always annoyances at my every turn… Both Lesser Lord Kusanali and [Name] always prove to be a thorn in my side on this day. In the past, I usually spent my birthdays under the sakura trees in Inazuma, visiting [Name]. But, things have changed now. I no longer am who I once was, and my relationship with [Name] is no longer the same. They have forgotten me, and our past together… but Lesser Lord Kusanali has forced us to interact again numerous times, leading to our current relationship. Lesser Lord Kusanali always pats my back, saying that time will lead us back to each other… how irritating. 
Speaking of her being irritating, she decided to tell [Name] that today was my birthday, a horrible decision. Now, they’ve run all over Sumeru looking for me, until they finally found me in the House of Daena. Panting and gasping for air, all I could hear was them sincerely apologizing over and over for not knowing my birthday. They promised they’d get me a late birthday gift, even though I kept repeating that it was unnecessary. Unfortunately, it has always been hard to get things through their thick skull. All I know for sure is that Lesser Lord Kusanali definitely planned this and that she will tease me to no end the next time I see her… 
Still, they dragged me through Sumeru City. According to them, they knew I wouldn’t like anything too fancy, so they brought me to an alleyway. Your typical textbook dark and narrow one. And at the end were… cats. Many of them. [Name] turned to me with a smile and said they bet I didn’t know about this secret kitty haven, and that it was a perfect gift for someone like me. I do wonder if Sumeru’s sun has made them crazy sometimes.
But, this birthday wasn’t as boring as I thought it’d be. So… that’s nice, I guess. Actually, Lesser Lord Kusanali had assigned me a paper to write. A paper on [Name], on my own birthday. She said that she wasn’t going to read or check it, but it was for my sake. How preposterous, right? How would anything like that help me?
But tonight… I feel as though I’ll make some progress on it.
Attached Photograph:
A picture is included with the letter that has Wanderer and you in it. The puppet is at the top of the ladder in the House of Daena, searching for books (most likely forced to by the Dendro Archon), but your figure can be made out at the bottom. You seem to be waving and beckoning him to come down, so he can have a good time with you for his birthday. Wanderer doesn’t seem very excited about it, but… he will always indulge you, the person he can’t deny he loves. Hmm? Why is he using a ladder instead of his Anemo powers? Well, perhaps the puppet doesn’t like drawing attention to himself.
Attached Items:
Essay Concerning Inazuman Society and Politics [An essay Wanderer has written during his time spent in Vahumana. What, did the Traveler really think he’d send the essay he wrote about [Name]? However, Paimon couldn’t make it through the title page, and even the Traveler struggled through it. But, it seems to be your favorite essay of his, considering all the notes you made in it, not to mention the noodles you drew when you got bored… Wanderer probably scolded you for that but, it’s never in bad faith.]
Tricolor Dango [A plate of dango that [Name] brought for Wanderer as a treat. It seems that they are unaware of his dislike of sweet food… But the puppet did not want to hurt their feelings considering the thought and effort they put into his birthday, so he did not decline it.]
“A Lavish Tea Party.”
Sender: Sandrone
Unbeknownst to me, [Name] recently had a variety of sweets from Fontaine imported. It seemed like they tinkered with my bots once again, to get them on their side so I would remain in the dark… they can be such a hassle to deal with sometimes. However, this means that their skills are ever improving, as I’ve been improving my Automatons to be much more complex. As expected of my assistant. Speaking of, they’ve also imported some other things that I’ve been wanting for a while. Hopefully, they’re up to standard this time, or they’ll have to be returned. Ugh, I hate dealing with the Ninth whenever that happens…
Though back to the subject, it seems that [Name] has once again needlessly gone out of their way, since today is my date of birth. Although I don’t like being distracted from my research, and I see no need to waste time just because I happened to be born today, this break that [Name] has prepared for me isn’t too bad. I have not attended a proper tea party in far too long. The fools I have for agents can never set it up correctly.
[Name] is not someone who dresses up very often, but they always make the effort to match their attire with mine. Something that other people should learn from, but alas. Though, I wish they did it more often. Not even the most well-crafted doll could match their beauty. Have I told them that? No, they should be smart enough to figure that out by themselves.
Regardless, I must cut this letter short. After this, I want to work on an Automaton with [Name]. I have held off on it because they have expressed interest in it, and since we are together now, it is the perfect time to work on it. I was expecting them to get huffy at me working today, but it seems that they are pleased to work with me. I wonder why.
Attached Photograph:
A picture is included with the letter that has Sandrone and you in it. A wide array of treats and sweets are plated on numerous platters, along with ceramic tea cups waiting to be filled with piping hot tea. The surrounding robots are also fashioned in a similar style as her, perfect attire for the tea party, holding additional trays of desserts. (Can these robots eat too?) You’re pouring your wife her favorite kind of tea as you’ve already set her plate, while she sits patiently with her hands folded. Despite Sandrone’s doll-like features, one can see a small smile on her face.
Attached Items:
Instructions For A Perfect Tea Party [Sandrone’s set of instructions as to how a perfect tea party is conducted. Some of the rules seem nonsensical and impossible to many, which is why no Fatui agent can ever live up to the Harbinger’s expectations, as she will not accept anything less than what she desires. However, you are the only person who has managed to fulfill all the rules to a tee, which is one of the reasons she greatly favors you. Sending this list to the Traveler and Paimon is also her way of saying they are never invited as they will never be able to fulfill the rules in a way that satisfies her… how rude!]
Clockwork Toy of Sandrone [A Harbinger toy from Leschots Clockwork Workshop in Fontaine. They seem to have dabbled in making toys of the Harbingers as they said they would, and who better to start with than the machinery genius herself? Of course, Sandrone can point out numerous flaws with the design and components, and probably criticized it heavily to you, but you still seem to love it, because it’s of her! Unfortunately, your wife doesn’t like that very much… why settle for something inferior when you could have it in much higher quality? So the Harbinger decided to make a toy of herself that lives up to her standard. The Traveler can have the faulty one…]
“Another Year Passes…”
Sender: La Signora
In the past, I used to be quite fond of birthdays. In Mondstadt, I would always celebrate it with him every year. But after he died, birthdays left a bitter taste in my mouth, and I never dared think about doing anything on this day ever again. How could I, when he was no longer by my side? But today is my birthday again, and I find myself happy. Why? Because of [Name], the person who taught me how to love again. Admittedly, I pushed away the idea at first. But after some more reflection, I decided it wouldn’t be fair to [Name]. The past is the past, and the present is the present. If [Name] wants to make me feel special on my birthday, then who am I to stop them?
And indeed they did pamper me. They always pamper me but, today it was much more than normal. Breakfast in bed, massages, hair brushing, helping me put on my clothes, opening doors for me, fancy dinner and wine after work. I don’t think there was a single moment where they weren’t trying to do something for me. It gave me a good chuckle, which made them embarrassed. But truly, it made me happy. I had… forgotten what it feels like to be cared for on my birthday. It’s a foreign feeling but, I hope that the foreignness eventually goes away after some time.
However, I must tell them that there’s no need to overexert themselves just because it is my birthday. Although I do enjoy the extra treatment, it does neither of us any good for them to fall asleep before the night is even over. But, that’s okay. There is always next year, yes?
Attached Photograph:
A picture is included with the letter that has Signora and you in it. You are fast asleep on the Fair Lady’s lap, a peaceful expression on your face. A similar one is on Signora’s, as there is no one else around, and she can let her guard down around you. There are a few of her flame moths scattered around the room as well, a few on the two of you. As her blonde hair spills onto your face and body, one can only guess what she is thinking.
Attached Items:
Tea Break Pancakes [Despite Signora’s history with her home nation, it’s said that she still enjoys the cuisine from there. So, you like to cook her food from there whenever you can. It might not be as good as a professional’s but it provides her a taste of home. A taste of your love, which is her favorite flavor.]
Rose [It’s no secret that roses are Signora’s favorite flower. Beautiful yet thorny, alluring yet dangerous. There are many kinds of roses with all sorts of meanings in this world, but you two have been seen exchanging only one kind - a red one. Whatever could it mean?]
“Birthdays…”
Sender: Pantalone
When I was a child, birthdays did not mean much to me. After all, how could one focus on their date of birth when it seemed like life was full of nothing but curses and suffering? It was only another day of working to survive. But when I met [Name], they changed that. With them, the day began to have… meaning. Purpose. It wasn’t anything grand, but they made it special, distracting me from another day of poverty. Even with their meager earnings, they never failed to gift me something, even if it was of little to no value, or not the best quality… I cherished it. No one else had ever thought of me so much. When I look back, every time my birthday came around again, my love for them only grew more.
Now that we are adults, my only wish is to repay their kindness and spoil them with as many gifts as they deserve. However, there are a few issues with this. There are times I find myself more disappointed with the world than usual because it has yet to create something that would be a suitable gift that would be on par with my love for my dear [Name]. However, whenever my spouse gifts me something, their thoughtfulness never ceases to amaze me. How is it that they always manage to gift me something wonderful and touching? When I questioned them about this, they raised an eyebrow and gave me a strange look. It seems that I will not learn their secret anytime soon. How unfortunate.
Not to mention, dearest [Name] gets upset when I spend “ludicrous amounts of money” (their words) on them, especially on my birthday, so they’ve “forbidden” me from doing so today. They are rather persistent on this, and their long lectures and expressions are rather amusing, so I’ll indulge them… for now. Do you think they realize I’ll just spend double the amount the next day? Regardless, birthdays are always well spent with [Name], and I plan to enjoy this one fully, just as I have in the past because they are the one who makes my birthday a day worth celebrating.
Attached Photograph:
A picture is included with the letter that has Pantalone and you in it. The two of you are taking a walk in Snezhnaya, browsing stores and the like. Even though it is Pantalone’s birthday, he seems insistent on trying to buy out a few stores for you once again… so in order to prevent him from doing that, you’ve hidden yourself in his coat, stopping him from walking properly. The Harbinger seems rather entertained by your antics and your head popping out of his coat… he should make you do this more often. It’s perfect for head pats.
Attached Items:
Pantalone’s Spare Change [As it is his birthday, Pantalone is feeling more generous than usual, so he is sending a bit of funds to the Traveler. There is no need for any repayment, take it as a symbol of the Fatui’s goodwill. (However, it would do good to proceed with caution… this is the Ninth, after all.) Opening it up, the duo expects to see an average amount of money, but instead are presented with a couple of million Mora… if this is what Pantalone is willing to send to the Traveler, how much does he spend on [Name]?! Paimon doesn’t want to imagine the number!]
[Name]’s Guide to Gift Giving [A piece written by you to detail how you always choose the best gift for Pantalone, unbeknownst to your husband. Opening it up, the Traveler is very curious as to how you manage to win over the Harbinger every time, a man who has everything he could possibly want at his fingertips. But instead, only one sentence is written on the paper - “I don’t know how I do it either.”]
“Appreciation.”
Sender: Arlecchino
Birthdays were not very much celebrated in the House of Hearth, especially when the former Knave was around. However, that changed when [Name] came along. Years ago, I still remember when they gifted Lynette her first tea cup set. Freminet, a collection of spare parts that he ended up using to make another clockwork toy. And probably the biggest hassle… gifting little Lyney a white rabbit. However, I do appreciate my lover’s efforts. The children always look forward to their birthdays much more now, some even going as far as to drop hints about their desired gift and give puppy eyes to [Name] when the time rolls around. I have to remind my children not to get greedy, and to be grateful for what they already have…
I also remember the first birthday they gifted me something as well. A part of me expected it, considering the way they behaved, but still, it was an… unfamiliar feeling, to be gifted something. And, it was also the day little Lyney and Lynette presented their first amateur magic show to me. Of course, they had much to improve on, but looking back it was a suitable birthday gift, considering how much I’ve seen the two grow now. Needless to say, I appreciate [Name] very much, for what they have given me and my children.
My birthday has come once more, and [Name] is celebrating it as they always feel the need to. Really, even if they did nothing, I would still appreciate it, considering all they’ve done. The sweets they gathered this time were exceptional, and we had a lovely chat, before taking a walk through Fontaine. They say that the flowers that grow in the wild are always the prettiest, especially the Rainbow Roses.
Ah, last of all, if you could do me a favor, that would be greatly appreciated. You have been in Fontaine for a while now, yes? It would be a great help to me if you could point me to some good operas. [Name] and I have watched many in Snezhnaya, however, we don’t often have the chance to watch any in Fontaine, with our work and all. Thank you. And please, do not bore me or waste my time.
Attached Photograph:
A picture is included with the letter that has Arlecchino and you in it. You two are sitting in a field in Fontaine somewhere, with Rainbow Roses to the side. One of them has been tucked into the Harbinger’s hair, while you seem to be focusing on creating… a flower crown? Despite the pinkness of the rose greatly contrasting with Arlecchino’s whole dark red, black, and white look, she seems to not mind your antics and waits patiently for you to complete your work of art. Of course, as a Fontainian, she knows very well what Rainbow Roses symbolize, and won’t turn down the physical manifestation of your feelings.
Attached Items:
List of Yummy Hidden Gems [A list of great places to buy sweets from in Fontaine, courtesy of [Name], passed on by Arlecchino. Sure, Hotel Debord and Café Lutece do have some excellent sweets, but there are many hidden restaurants and bakeries that provide delicious treats as well! Do stop by and give them a try. Arlecchino favors many of their products. If one needs a similar list for the other nations, do tell.]
Slice of Birthday Cake [An exquisite slice of cake cut from Arlecchino’s birthday cake. She doesn’t care much for the tradition, but [Name] always buys one anyway as an excuse to treat the children from the House to something nice. You know you shouldn’t spoil them so much, but you can’t help it!]
“Splash!”
Sender: Tartaglia
Hey comrade! How have you been? Sorry if my handwriting isn’t the best. I sparred with [Name] for my birthday, and they really roughed me up. Not that I mind, I asked them to go all out. Normally they don’t like fighting with me, because they always insist they don’t like hurting me, but they couldn’t say no to me today. You know, I would like to see the two of you fight. It would be an exhilarating experience.
But anyway, after they patched me up, we took a dive in Fontaine’s waters! You know, whenever I visit Liyue, we often go to cool off in Yaoguang Shoal, but Fontaine’s oceans are so much different. The scenery, the terrain, the greenery, the wildlife… good thing I bought them a waterproof Kamera. Speaking of wildlife, [Name] and I befriended a blubberbeast. [Name] instantly fell in love with the creature, and I feel as though they gave a bit too much attention to it, but, seeing them smile is the best gift I could ever ask for. Maybe I should gift them a plushie of it? However, it is a bit amusing that something that looks as defenseless as that could pack such a punch!
Did you know this, Traveler? Apparently, Romaritime Flowers represent loyalty. [Name] gifted me a bouquet which I was initially confused about since I usually give them flowers instead. But after some quick research, these flowers mean unbreaking oaths. It was a bit ironic really, for I should have gifted them instead as I always swore to be loyal to them, my family, and the Tsaritsa, but it was a wonderful gift. Not to mention the delicious meal they prepared. They’ve been busy researching the best Fontaine recipes for me, so I could make them for Teucer and the others back home, but maybe I should just drag them to Snezhnaya so they could do it instead… I never leave anything but empty plates whenever [Name] cooks for me, but they’ve packaged some for you too, Traveler!
Next time we fight at the Golden House, I’ll bring [Name] along too. Do you think you can hold your own against both of us at the same time?
Attached Photograph:
A picture is included with the letter that has Childe and you in it. You two are under the sea, with a Blubberbeast between the two of you. The creature is nudging you while Childe looks on amused. It seems that it’s been begging for some more attention, food, and head pats. Maybe some tummy rubs too. Apparently, you named it Big Cutie, because well… it’s a big cutie! Unfortunately, it seems to have a little bit of a grudge against the Harbinger because he accidentally attacked it.
Attached Items:
[Name]’s Special Macarons [Rainbow Macarons but with a special twist from [Name]. On the top and bottom of the sweet treat are… faces? Very detailed ones too, with colored hair and eyes! Ah, the faces are none other than [Name], Childe, Teucer, and all of his other siblings! Oh, and macarons of Traveler and Paimon were made as well, how kind! Childe says they’re quite delicious, and he is a great cook, so they must be.]
Freshly Caught Fish [Fish caught by Childe. It seems that the two lovers also went fishing after diving a bit, as one knows how much Childe loves to fish. Sadly, your fishing skills still pale in comparison compared to his and you barely caught anything… That’s alright though! No matter how long it takes, he’ll always happily help you hone your skills!]
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mellowwillowy · 8 months
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Zapolyarny Palace's Cat
Fem reader, either a literal cat or a hybrid(?) is up to you. All Harbingers + Archon, Pulcinella, and his grandpa joke (aww), Scaramouche appears later as a surprise. Yan tendencies near the ending.
"Mew.."
You mewl while Childe scratches your head, Pantalone tends your nails, Columbina combs your furs, Sandrone fixes the bowtie on your tail while Capitano feeds you a cat snack. Both Pierro and Pulcinella are reading your examination report, ensuring no anomalies to your health. Dottore on the other hand, is prescribing you multiple supplements to be taken for this one week. Rosalyne and Arlecchino are preparing your meal, only the best and warmest for you!
"Yaah, it seems like our little princess is getting sleepy!" Childe chirps while Pantalone eyes him to keep his voice down.
"Well I think it's fine if she wants to sleep now, she just went through all those troublesome checkups today," Sandrone replies as she makes sure the angle of the bowtie is perfect.
"I'm sure both Signora and Arlecchino are nowhere near finishing the dishes for Princess," Columbina humms as she combs your furs, the best thing you could ever wish for.
Capitano freezes midway, contemplating whether he should keep letting you lick the snack.
"I think it's better to end her snack time now, she might not eat her dinner because she's full later," Pantalone chides the confused Captain.
Capitano put away the snack and asked both Pierro and Pulcinella about the report,
"How is it? Any anomalies?"
"She's in peak-perfect condition, it's great that she doesn't catch a cold anymore," Pierro says as he hands Capitano the report.
"It would be worrying if she catches one again, if that happens again, maybe we should let her visit the other nation," Pulcinella suggests jokingly.
"If so, that would only halt her from adapting, Rooster. Remember, no matter where she heads, she is still our Nation's pride and joy"
Everyone looks toward the Tsaritsa who is staring at them all sternly,
With you on her lap.
"Honestly, that old hag doesn't look so intimidating anymore with princess sleeping on her lap," Dottore mumbled to himself before he is surprised by Arlecchino's response.
"I know right, she doesn't feel cold anymore like the ice she is. Maybe Princess really is her portable heater"
"Arlecchino, be careful of spilling princess' milk," Signora reminds the Knave as she carries a tray of meals, one that looks tasty even for humans except that it's served for you.
"Princess, wake up~ your dinner's ready~" Signora places down the tray while poking you, her voice completely different from how she usually speaks.
To be fair, everyone's tone is different when it comes to you,
"Princess, it's your favorite," Capitano holds the bowl in front of your nose, the smell tempting you to wake up and lick your lip.
God~~ even the sternest Captain is cooing at you~~
"The milk? Warm! Tasty! Princess~~ come to quench your thirst with this~~" Childe holds the bowl in front of you as well.
"Look at these side treats," Arlecchino holds some treats in which Dottore has inserted the supplements into it.
"You have to make sure she eats it all!" He whispers into her ear.
"Ohoho! Look at these chickens, oh no, it's me but minced and cooked isn't it?"
'What a grandpa-style joke' everyone thinks to themselves.
You stretch yourself, tail wagging from left to right before sniffing the meal. It does look really tasty, different from your daily meals, probably because you just had your check-ups.
"Oh? She's finally eating it now" Sandrone watches in adoration.
Everyone watches you eat peacefully, with you no longer weirded out by this.
"Slowly, no one's taking your dinner away princess~" Pantalone coos at you as his finger brushes your fave lightly.
"Maybe she thought we are all here to eat her dinner, hehe," Columbine chortles in response.
"Come to think of it, where's Balladeer?" Pierro asks after he counts the people in the chamber.
Your head perks up and you pull out a wooden doll.
The wooden doll looks oddly familiar, way too familiar.
It's Scaramouche.
"What?" Everyone rhymes.
The wooden doll moves by itself angrily, jumping up and down, left and right while smokes fuming out of the wood.
You smack it playfully before giving it a playful lick, returning its form back.
"Hah! Great! Finally, someone notices that I'm missing! After a whole day getting smacked by her!"
True, you have been playing Scaramouche, smacking, rolling, and munching him.
"Balladeer, you must have been having the best time of your life huh?" Pantalone muses, while everyone nods in agreement.
"If that is so true, why not turn yourself into one?" He retorts back.
"Me! Me! I nominate myself to be princess's munching toy!" Childe beams in joy.
"No way, what she needs is something clean, clinically approved" The Doctor sneers.
"You? With your bloody hands from those immoral surgeries?" Sandrone raises one of her eyebrows.
"Hey, there's gloves"
"Metaphorically speaking, you are still dirtily bloody in a way," the Damslette retorts.
Signora chuckles at her retort while the archon only shakes her head.
"Ah."
Everyone looks at the Captain.
In response, he points toward you,
"Ohoho, looks like our little princess has finished her dinner!" The Rooster exclaims merrily.
"Now now, drink your milk princess! You have to stay hydrated!" Arlecchino brings the bowl closer to you.
"Or maybe a bowl of water" Pierro slides it next to the milk.
"Or... juice?" The archon blinks in confusion.
You start drinking all the offered and burp a bit. An aww soon follows.
Dottore elbows Arlecchino to hand you the side treats, with supplements stuffed inside of them.
"Uh... princess, it's tr-"
"It's treat time, Princess!" Damslette snatches the treats from Arlecchino who is stuttering. She knows how Arlecchino feels bad about having to make you eat it without you knowing it.
"Princess, have a bite," Tsaritsa encourages you while scratching your head.
"Huh? The treat looks weir-"
"Now now, let's have you drink some water, even if you are a puppet, you still have to stay hydrated," Dottore cuts Scaramouche by forcing a bottle of water into him with Childe holding him in place.
Everyone only chuckles at this sight.
You too, laugh with them.
A pill was sneaked into your treats, but who are you to break their caring heart? You munch everything until none were left.
Until none were left.
...
You truly hope that everything stays as it is. The Harbingers taking a break from dragging each other down and only basking in your warmth.
You wish you could forever bring warmth to this cold palace.
This cold, lonely palace that stands alone.
..
.
"Eternity, that is to be blessed on her"
"What used to be a curse is now a blessing bestowed upon her"
"I suppose it is medically possible as well"
"She is, after all, a warrior that will never die"
"Hehehe... she is indeed the fair woman who will forever sing"
"This whole nation will never mourn if she will forever ring her bell"
"Even if we can't give her a human body, a puppet will always work as the second option"
"I suppose I am the most suitable for crafting her a delicate body"
"The fire in her will never die, for I will be her last spark of fire"
"And I suppose we shall spare no cents when it comes to her"
"Thus this is not an option but an obligation"
"For our princess should never rest in eternity~"
Soon, everyone will hear the bell on your bowtie ringing again.
Note: can you guess everyone's speech correctly? What are your guesses (speech order)? :DD
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sinsmockingbird · 8 months
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THE HEIR TO THE TSARITSA | Fatui Ladies
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PAIRING: Arlecchino, Columbina, Sandrone, & Signora x GN!Reader
WARNINGS: Fluff, SFW, Smut, NSFW, Dom!Reader, Sub!Character, Punishment (Signora & Columbina), Bondage (Signora & Arlecchino), Vibrator Use (Signora), Squirting (Signora), Voyeurism (Signora), Muzzle Use (Arlecchino), Collaring & Leashing (Arlecchino), Impact Play (Columbina), Spanking (Columbina), Blindfolds (Columbina), Creaming (Columbina & Sandrone), Somnophilia (Sandrone), Fingering (Sandrone), & Grinding (Sandrone)
AUTHORS NOTE: This has been in development for awhile now, but I'm finally pausing and taking time to write it. Decided to cut the Tsaritsa out, though I'll add her in a later thing if I decide to continue this.
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✧ LA SIGNORA
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• La Signora was your first official concubine when you were announced as the Tsaritsa's heir; the one who'd take over as the next Cryo Archon.
• She had offered herself to you as, how she put it, a welcoming gift for the next darling Cryo Archon, and you weren't one to refuse such a reverential gift.
• Serving as a Snezhnayan diplomat, offering herself as your concubine was simply a tactful and courteous gesture for her own benefit, because if she were to already be creating a close relationship with you, then that gave her a higher chance to earn herself a high title
• Though that was only at first, as over time her original intentions began to shift, and she wasn't continuing to be your concubine for her own benefit.
• Instead, she continued to do it as to fulfill your own gratification, whether that be physically, mentally or emotionally.
• As your first concubine, it was no shock that Signora would hold a confidence as to being your favorite, and was prone to bragging to the other woman of the fact.
• There were plenty of situations where you had to interfere in between an argument between her and another concubine because of Signora's bragging.
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• Usually with your interference it was only natural that you'd have to punish Signora for her disobedience of fighting with another concubine.
• These punishments with her would usually lead to her being stripped naked and layed onto your bed, her hands raised above her head and bound to the bed frame.
• With her in such a vulnerable position, Signora would often beg and plead for you to have mercy, that she was sorry for fighting and wouldn't dare do it again.
• But these were only lies, as dear La Signora never stopped her fighting, because she enjoyed being bound and merciless to your touch and punishments.
• Her favorite punishment? Being forced to have to watch you pleasure yourself while a vibrator is stuffed up her cunt, buzzing at the lowest setting.
• The Fair Lady having to suffer through with watching you pleasure yourself while having zero stimulation on herself was torture, but a blissful torture because she was gifted with the pretty sight of you.
• Then when you reach your peak, it's heavenly pleasure for Signora when you finally turn the vibrator to the highest setting and stimulate her clit while it buzzes, because she'll be squirting repeatedly in seconds.
✧ ARLECCHINO
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• Arlecchino, the Knave, a woman of authority and equal grace, a woman many would be shocked to hear had become your second concubine.
• The main reason as to why? Unknowing to you, as the woman has sworn to keep that information to herself, and you've learned not to pry.
• When she joins your harem, Arlecchino basically becomes your bodyguard. She'll glare at anyone who gives you the slightest glance, including her fellow harbingers and concubines.
• She won't tolerate any sort of disrespect targeted towards you, and she won't ever hesitate to rid of anything- or anyone, that dares pose a threat or minor inconvenience for you.
• Despite being a coldhearted woman, Arlecchino is actually surprisingly warm with you when in private, especially after being your concubine for a few months.
• She loves to just lay in your bed with you, having you wrapped up securely in her arms, her blackened hands combing through your hair or drawing soothing circles on your back.
• She especially loves it when you'll sit on her lap when either of you are doing work, resting her head on your shoulder and having one arm wrapped around your waist, pulling you increasingly closer to her.
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• Now, while Arlecchino has a dominant and authoritative persona in public, when you have her behind closed doors and in the comfort of either of your rooms, she's completely submissive.
• She turns from a scary wolf to an obedient dog, especially when you end up strapping a muzzle onto her.
• She can deny all she wants that she doesn't like being treated like a dog, but the way her eyes fill with lust and how she squeezes her thighs together at the sight of the muzzle, or having a collar around her neck and a leash strapped onto it.
• Her favorite position, even though she won't admit it, is being chained or tied up to something, whether it be the bedframe, to a chair or the wall, with either little or to no clothes on.
• Tugging her forward by the leash and hearing her growl is entertaining for you, because her in this vulnerable position is a rare treat, a treat only for you.
• Playing with her pretty cunt and muttering how much of a good girl she is for you has her whimpering.
• You can't help but think of how lucky you are to have the ever intimidating Knave being a submissive and obedient dog for you, and only you.
✧ COLUMBINA
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• Columbina... to simply put, if you were going to have Arlecchino as one of your concubines, then it was a guarantee that the Damselette was going to become one as well.
• She had approached you with the request to become one when you had come to see one of her shows at the opera; she had been singing a song that night.
• You certainly couldn't refuse the beautiful woman, especially not after hearing her amazing voice, so you of course accepted.
• Columbina will do whatever it takes to keep you entertained. She'll hum to you, sing a song and keep you company. Sometimes she'll even give you a massage if you seem particularly stressed.
• She's the one that's the most doting to you, always by your side and offering to help, giving you a sly smile that you quickly grow to love.
• If neither of you have important matters to attend to, then Columbina will happily drag you out to the opera, so you both can enjoy a performance.
• Another thing she'll do is take you out on midnight strolls, as it gives you both a quiet time together to enjoy the other's company.
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• Now, Columbina is a wicked woman who enjoy inflicting terror and pain on others, but with you? Oh the Damselette likes to have that inflicted on her, but only by your hands.
• Putting on a blindfold over her eyes and cutting off her sight gets her extremely excited, because the unknown of what you'll do to her in bed is a thrill.
• She enjoys feeling you drag your hands across her body, ghosting your touch over the place she needs you most.
• Then, without warning, whip her harshly across her thighs or stomach, it gets her creaming in her underwear to have you inflicting pain on one of the most fear striking Harbingers.
• Being at your mercy and having you ruin her with striking her with a whip or paddle or anything is a fantasy she didn't realize she had till those moments.
• Also spank her, especially if she's been irritatingly teasing to you as a punishment; even if it is a punishment she enjoys.
• Just make sure to turn the 3rd Harbinger into nothing but your masochistic toy.
✧ SANDRONE
↳ SFW
• Sandrone is interesting... she's quiet, she doesn't participate much in Harbinger affairs, even more so than Arlecchino. The stuff she does and participates in is for her own gratification and gain.
• So when she became one of your concubines, your fourth to be exact, it was safe to assume that she had an ulterior motive. Though that motive wasn't exactly what you'd expect.
• Sandrone wanted to be a concubine simply for more of a chance to spend time with you. She had been obsessed with you for quite some time, specifically with your looks, as she found you to be a perfect doll.
• Usually when she found a new doll for herself, she'd take them without a care or second glance, but you were the Tsaritsa's heir, so she couldn't possibly go along with her usual routine.
• Sandrone loved to dress you up. She was always there to help you pick an outfit for the day, whether it be casual or grand, depending on the event.
• Another thing she enjoyed to do with you was have lunch. She enjoyed having you at her workshop, enjoying tea and pastries, listening to whatever it is you wanted to speak about.
• The Marionette wasn't a talkative woman, but she was a great listener. So you'd usually go to her when you just needed to vent about what was troubling you.
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• Out of all your concubines, Sandrone was the most needy. She always wanted to have you with her, specifically have your fingers stuffed into her cunt.
• Because of this neediness, she was prone to sneaking into your personal quarters in the middle of the night, crawling into your bed and using you for her personal needs.
• She wasn't afraid to use your own fingers to fuck herself with or grind herself against your thigh while you slept.
• You never complained about this, because you cared deeply for the Marionette and wanted to help her through all of her needs, but sometimes you were just to exhausted, so you told her to use your body however she pleased while you slept.
• There was numerous occasions where you'd wake up to her creaming against your thigh or on your fingers.
• It was always a heavenly sight to see a disheveled Sandrone using you, small cries and whines slipping past her lips.
• You would always move to lay her down on the bed if you woke up, intent to relieve her of her needs however long she wanted. It was only fair that you would for her becoming your concubine.
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ENDING NOTE: Feel free to add your own thoughts to this by sending an ask, or even expanding on it. Especially if you have thoughts for the Tsaritsa, would love to have her added.
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ninjacomix · 4 months
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Fashion designer la signora X her gamer S/o
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It would be such a funny and ironic thing for the most famed, loved, and envied woman in the world, the reason teenage girls always care about their looks, second richest woman in the world (ningguang is first cause duh) and people would think this absolute girl boss should have an equally successful lover but no she doesn't because she's already openly admitted to being head over heels in love with her stay at home gamer husband/wife
And how did the world find out about this secret marriage well during one of her at home fashion streams you walked into the room and sat behind the camera in nothing but sweatpants and a stained white tear shirt with a sprite in your hand and signora looked at you like you were the most beautiful thing in the world and chat exploded with questions so with your permission she turned the camera on the both of you after sitting in your lap and pulling off her iconic black leather glove revealing her wedding ring you bought her (you sold your PS5 to get it don't worry she bought you a new one) and raises your hand to show off your matching ring
Rosalyne: well everyone since you've been asking for so many years, who my lover is well, here they are, meet my lovely S/o of 4 years [pinches your cheek and kisses it], Y/n L/n or Y/n Kruzchka Lohefalter say hi dear~
Y/n: [takes a sip from their sprite and burps loudly] Sup
Rosalyne: [giggles] Oh, you~
Chat right now:
Ch1lde: WHAT?!
Scara: took you long enough to admit it
Big fish beidou: NO WAY!
Ningguang: well........pantalone owes me 50K
Signorastan#456: ROSALYNE HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME?!?!?
Arlecchino: Y/N IS YOUR SECRET S/O?!?!
So yeah, word spread pretty fast that you two were together and while some objected....neither of you cared because your love for each other is real, and that's all that matters
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vulpe-fox · 2 months
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my thoughts are crawling (you're all i see)
Pairings: Genshin Characters x fem!Reader
Characters: Ningguang, Beidou, Kujou Sara, Shenhe, La Signora
Word Count: ~2400
Warnings: Horrible pining. Emphasis on the horrible. Proofreading and plot are for the weak. Disjointed sentences for the win.
(A/N): Contrary to popular belief, I am not dead. Yet. Also, remember how I said this would be out before 2024? Well...don't we all know me to be a horrible, lying rat? For what it's worth, I do feel bad about it.
Summary: They're in love with their best friend.
Version with Jean Gunnhildr, Lisa Minci, Yae Miko, Rosaria, Ei, Yelan, Arlecchino
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Kujou Sara:
Sara can not concentrate.
Summer's at the door, a myriad of tasks calling for attention, demanding she return to work. And yet, focus slipping, her eyes start wandering again.
Dancers, couples, stall owners, children—and you. Right there. Golden eyes pick you from the crowd with ease, longing for the evening light to catch you. To embrace you in its arms of violet and red. So soft, so lovely. So terribly distracting.
You look like sunlight made you.
And Sara wonders, not for the first time today, this week, this year, or even the ones before it, whether you'd mind terribly if she were to approach you again. Take up your time again. Bask in your warmth again—
The General cannot look away.
It is summer when the Shogun abolishes the Vision Hunt Decree. This, too, Sara has to face.
Do not dare to look away, she tells herself. Look straight at the horrors you've inflicted. The mistakes you've made.
It's harrowing. And Sara, heart clenched into a fist, almost falters. She feels ashamed. A little nauseous. How is she to make up for her wrongs? To face you? With dirty hands, a guilty mind?
She couldn't possibly.
And, rationally, the General knows that she deserves the turmoil and uncertainty. And yet, in late August, on a quaint quiet evening, Sara affords herself a small mercy.
Quietly, she closes her eyes.
Quietly, she presses her forehead against your shoulder.
Quietly, she breathes.
For a moment, Sara longs for the rest of her life to go by just like this. Quietly. Softly. Your arms around her shoulders. The kind pressure of your fingers at her spine.
(Behind her, her fifth and final lacquerware carving of the Statue of Her Excellency stands displaced on one of the shelves in the corner. A picture of the two of you rests where it once stood.)
When August's last rain catches you off guard, Sara raises her wings to shield you from the downpour.
Out here, on the streets of Hanamizaka, it is hot and hazy and loud.
In the distance, fireworks, showering the night sky in light.
Right here, pressed tight into her side, you, staring at them with a positively dazzling smile.
Do not become too captivated by this illusory spectacle, Sara warns herself, feathers ruffling in sudden, restless joy.
(Inside, her heart soars and bursts just like the fireworks. And Sara, miserably gentle, finds a name for that horrible yearning in her chest. She names it love.)
Cecilias in her hands—fresh from the Alcor—and red in the face, the General approaches your door.
You've invited her to dinner, and a part of her feels like she's that young Tengu all over again. So very frightened and shy.
Sara fiddles with the flowers, rearranges them. Once. Then, twice. By the fifth time, one of the fragile petals wrinkles awkwardly and falls when she tries to fix it. Another flower's stem breaks in her too tight grip and, before long, Sara, chest burning, is lowering the bouquet and turning tail, too embarrassed to face you.
How foolish of her.
It's not like she could've gotten the words out anyway.
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Ningguang:
The Tianquan adores non-finite things.
And it's more than just her wealth. More than her reputation. More than her Jade Chamber, too.
Often, it is a childhood that she misses. Always, it is the memories that she treasures above all.
Her mother's words ring in her ears sometimes, her wishes clear and wondrously warm. "I wish for you to find a simple home and happiness," she said.
Back then, the Tianquan thought her mother's dream sweet but safe. Settling down in a small home with a small family and nothing but her parents' stall to her name—while familiar and somewhat touching in its simplicity—never seemed like quite enough.
At night, she'd sit in her tiny, cramped bedroom and draw up the future in her mind. She'd imagine wealth and influence, the finest clothes, a home as big as the clouds swell wide, and you, right there, to share it with her.
You, above anything else.
(No plan was ever drafted without you in her mind.)
Nowadays, sitting at her desk while you idle about the Jade Chamber, Ningguang finds herself mellowed by a sense of domesticity and stubborn delight.
And she thinks she knows what her mother meant back then. Thinks her mother knew she loved you long before Ningguang herself understood what love was.
The children of Liyue Harbour know to keep an eye out for you.
In part, because aunty Ningguang is always particularly pleased to hear about your day. Mostly, however, because pointing her to something that seemed to have caught your attention is a surefire way to secure extra gifts.
Usually polite, Ningguang cannot help but laugh when Luo Qiao implies she hold a special interest in the Traveller. An outlander born from the stars. Golden and clement and brave and so, so very bright.
What a foolish thought, she muses, visibly amused even as the Traveller shuffles awkwardly beside her.
Don't you know? She wants to say. It's you. Always has been you. From the moment you joined her on Liyue's sandy shores to when she dressed you in silk for the very first time. You. Only you. No one else.
(You burned the Grilled Tiger Fish when you first tried to make it for her all those years ago. She learned to like it best that way.)
When the new Jade Chamber takes to the skies, it does so with your warm palm in hers.
Below you, the crowd cheers. In it, proud and louder than most, her smiling parents.
Above them all, high enough for the clamour to turn into a whisper, Ningguang squeezes your hand and imagines confessing.
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Beidou:
It makes her feel like she's a child again. Always starving. Always yearning.
Because there's never enough time. Never enough meetings. Conversations. Closeness.
Because she sees your smile in the earring you gave her. Hears your voice in every foreign crowd. Smells your perfume on distant shores—because there're parts of you here and there and yet you are nowhere near enough.
And Beidou misses you. Horribly. Monstrously.
Distance is supposed to make one's heart grow fonder, she knows. But what is she to do when she's got no more fondness left to give? When all of it is yours already?
(Some days, some thousand miles away from home, her heart will feel like it's ripping and bursting at the seams. Like it's too heavy for her chest to hold. Too full of longing and affection. It'll feel a little bit like drowning.)
And yes, the Alcor will always have a place for you. Yes, she wants you there. With her. But could it ever be your home? Could she ever be so selfish as to steal you away from what you've always known and loved so dearly?
Freedom is her vice. How funny then that all her thoughts are chained to you.
A year has passed since she's embarked on her latest voyage. Another one will pass before she returns. And Beidou wonders, Are you happy? She wonders, Have you forgotten all about me? Wonders, Do I even want to know?
The Captain thinks to spare herself the heartache. Thinks that she'd rather not know at all. And yet, when the time comes, she asks the Traveller about you all the same.
(At night, alone in her cabin with the endless blue above and below her, Beidou will dream of seeing the Lapis Gledes again. Of home. Of you, older and happy and waiting for her still. Just like you promised.)
"Princess Orihime, the seamstress, wove beautiful clothes by the heavenly river..." Kazuha begins one evening, quiet and soft as he shares a legend from his home.
The crew listens with rapt attention, imagining their dear ones in the picture that the eloquent samurai paints with his voice. Dear and loved and so, so very far away.
The great Captain is no exception.
Between an empty bottle and the pitch-black sky, Beidou admits that she, too, would weave the sky. For you.
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Shenhe:
"Have you ever been in love, Shenhe?"
Shenhe blinks, surprised by Paimon's sudden question.
Love? She considers it, unhurried even as the Traveller, arms waving, attempts to move the conversation along.
Love...
For a moment, Shenhe remembers her childhood home. Empty, now. Entirely demolished by pawnbrokers and rot. There was no love to be found there. Her father had none to give.
Now though...?
Now, when Shenhe returns home, it's no longer to that hut, nor to Cloud Retainer's sublime abode. Instead, it's to your small house in the mountains. To your smile in the middle of the living room. To the flowers on the table.
And, nowadays, Shenhe wakes slow and calm and warm. Warmer than her vision allows. Warmer than the blankets can hold. Her chest feels soothed with this heat. A trickling thing, sliding across her ribs to pool around her very toes.
On the fridge, a familiar message from you. Cloud Retainer invited me to breakfast. See you later.
In the evenings, she brushes your hair just like her master once brushed hers. Three times. Though the meaning's slightly altered now.
(The first to uproot useless anxiety, the second to forsake sorrow, and the third to walk this path into old age without regret. Hand in hand.)
On days where despondence claims you, Shenhe thinks back to a time when she was small, and scared, and wraps her arm around your shoulders as though it were a wing.
She fears she's too cold, too stiff, to provide the same sort of reprieve.
And yet, you cuddle closer all the same and—why does it feel like her heart is about to burst out of her chest? Like it's humming, singing, shouting your name into every corner of her body?
She looks at you. Your eyes, as soft as hers can never be. Your lips, always so tender when you press them to her head. Your brows, rising slowly to show your confusion. And Shenhe stares, and stares, and stares, and then gives voice to a simple truth.
"My chest feels strange."
(Only when the sharp panic leaves your face and you feel reassured that, yes, Shenhe is not, in fact, close to or—Morax forbid—in the middle of a heart-attack, does the disciple dare to repeat the sentiment.)
"Tell me more about you. I will remember everything," she told you once. A very, very long time ago.
And she does. Remember, that is.
Shenhe remembers the stories of your childhood and of the friends you loved. Those about your grandparents and your favourite flowers. Remembers that recipe you never quite got right and the way you like your tea. The kitten you saw on the street and never met again. How you still hope that it is well. That it has somewhere warm and safe to sleep.
Love...
When Shenhe chases down and carries that tiny, soggy cat to your doorstep weeks later, she thinks this might as well be it.
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La Signora:
Children of the House of the Hearth know to distinguish three kinds of people. Those who are useful, those who are not, and you. Someone who brings them treats and carries fire moths in her jacket.
(The Knave does not ask Signora about them. Signora, likewise, never inquires about the sunflowers on Arlecchino's desk.)
Though once perfectly content with leading you through the quiet streets of Monstadt, the Fair Lady—much to your endless chagrin and confusion—does not take you with her when she embarks on her mission to Liyue.
She gives no reason but, briefly, boarding the ship that is to take her to the land of contracts, she hesitates. Almost regrets her choice.
Something in her chest twists horribly, watching how your outline grows smaller the farther the ship takes her from the pier. You, who's still waving at the vessel. You, who'll wait for her return like she once waited years, centuries, a lifetime, ago.
As though in horrid grief at the distance, the liquid fire in her veins solidifies. Clumps up inside the hollow of her breast and yearns.
Malignantly raw, Signora will head below deck to spare herself the sight of you disappearing from her view.
(It's better this way. Such horrible things could befall the Fair Lady if you were to come along. Liyue's golden sun on your face, sandy shores at your feet, your hands overflowing with Glaze Lilies—why, the thought alone seems entirely too much for her to bear.)
The best of summer has faded by the time that she returns.
Snezhnaya's skies are thick with clouds, heralding another snowstorm, and Signora is as curt and snappish as ever when she instructs her driver to take her to your house.
If she were less exhausted, she'd feel embarrassed at the way she barely lets you invite her inside before she draws you close, breathing the warmth of Liyue's summer against your skin, soaking it into your bones with the way she holds you so, so tight.
Her Delusion fights a losing battle against the sudden heat. Its sharp glow illuminates the reds and blacks of her cloak.
(Before long, the fabrics of your clothes will be rich with the faint traces of sulfur that the Fair Lady leaves behind. You'll think it fondly familiar.)
One of her moths burns you. Just once. Leaving an almost triangular scar at the edge of your collarbone. Tiny but there.
Though genuinely apologetic, some small part of Signora cannot help but find an awful pleasure in that everlasting mark.
If only because it matches the one you left on her heart.
(It's no coincidence that she saw everything that's good in the world in your smile all those years ago. For someone so caustically aggrieved the mere notion should be impossible, you see.)
She ought to tell you. Be bold and brave in ways she hasn't been in years now. But Signora is not quite herself with you. As though tranquilized. And Rosalyne—more terrified woman than all-devouring fire—swallows the urge to taint the last good thing in her life.
There's only three things that Rosalyne-Kruzchka Lohefalter will regret when she faces the Shogun's blade on the burned mats of the Tenshukaku:
She should have never taken you to Inazuma.
She should have allowed you to accompany her to Liyue. (You so wanted to see it.)
Finally, when you burst through the doors to the throne room, desperately terrified—
The centuries should have taught me to give my heart to a coward.
Having learned from her previous mistake, the Raiden Shogun strikes twice.
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adiluv · 6 months
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✦ : ❝ 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 !
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i've always wanted to try making one of these types of posts, and since i didn't have anything easily ready to post this weekend, i figured i'd might as well give it a shot! ꒰ironically, getting the colors to work for all of the character's names was harder than writing everything.꒱ hope you enjoy! ໒꒰ྀི´ ˘ ` ꒱ྀི১
612 words. character order is bold > normal > italic; raiden shogun as the puppet, not ei; written before clorinde, navia, and wriothesley release; barely edited.
Gently. A soft touch that flutters over your knuckles, to the point where you’re left to question whether or not you’d even felt it, their lips pressing against your skin, lingering for a second or two before relocating to another part of your face. There’s no rush, in their mind, only this moment of intimacy between the both of you—only this shared moment where they’re allowed to bathe in your presence the same way you bathe in the sunlight’s warmth.
The rest of Teyvat is left forgotten as they reach for two teacups, arms loosely wrapped around your waist as they guide you to sit beside them, planting a kiss or two on your cheek as they pour a cup for the both of you. You’ll hold each other like this, sipping at your beverages as they inquire about your day—the stresses and responsibilities of theirs fading away in your closeness.
Lisa, Zhongli, Ayato, Dehya, Kazuha, Wriothesley, Kaveh, Navia, Ningguang.
Hesitantly. Unversed in the concept of affection, they’ve yet to entirely adjust to the idea of being in a romantic partnership, the thought of being within one seemingly wholly outlandish before they’d met you. While you’re more than content to take the lead within your relationship, initiating physical affection and all the like, they can’t help but wish to do the same for you—keep you safe within their arms and show you just how grateful they are for your love.
This desire culminates in them walking up behind you, timidly wrapping their arms around you as they ask whether or not you’re comfortable within their hold. This initial experimentation begins with them holding you as though you’re made of glass, though they’ll slowly begin to warm up and become more confident over time. Although their fingers still nervously twitch as they hover over your skin, please don’t tease them too much. They’re trying their best.
Kabukimono, Neuvillette, Xiao, Al-Haitham, Eula, Albedo, Clorinde, Raiden Shogun.
Tenderly. They love you—they’re whipped for you, really—love teasing you for interrupting their work, conveniently ignoring the fact that it was ꒰truthfully꒱ beginning to drive them mad. They silently thank Celestia whenever you visit during the afternoon, squeezing yourself into their chair as the both of you share a meal, allowing their mind a much needed break from their duties—though you’d never know with the flirtatious taunts falling past their lips.
During the evening, your attempts to have them accompany you back to your shared home often result in you sitting atop their lap, leaning into their touch, and listening to their heartbeat as you wait for them to finish up just a few more papers and pack up for the night. Neither of you really even realize just how much time has passed before they’re finally ready to leave, too immersed within your conversation ꒰gossip, of which they hear a lot꒱ to pay attention to the ticking of the clock.
Beidou, Kaeya, Ayato, Childe, Heizou, Wriothesley, Yae Miko.
Possessively. There’s absolutely no contesting their grip once they pull you towards them, arms tightly wrapping around your form and leaving zero chance of escape. They’ll lean down towards you, burying their head in the crook of your neck as you’re held still, whispering against your skin that you’re left unable to decipher—though you suspect it's intentional.
Any semblance of space that existed between the both of you is wholly destroyed, bodies flush against each other and their arms pushing you even further into them—almost as if they’re attempting to fuse the both of you together. Their head turns towards you at some point, stars dancing about in their eyes as you catch sight of the small blush dusting their cheeks. Point it out, however, and they’ll be quick to break the embrace, pushing you away with remarkable speed and insisting that you were mistaken.
Scaramouche, Wanderer, La Signora.
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noellefan101 · 28 days
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Too Scared to Let Go(To Lose You)
Characters; Lynette, Navia, Xiao, Scaramouche, Lyney, Kaeya, La Signora x gn Reader
Summary; they wont let go of you, no matter what. They can't protect you from harm when they aren't there, so they hold you close to ensure you're there. they've already lost so much.
Warnings; angst, maybe a little bit yandere,
Notes; i did the obvious like xiao, scara, signora and stuff but if i make a part two ill maybe put someone like barbara or nilou in, but that would just be them having intrusive thoughts... probably. will add diluc and venti there as well dont worry, love you
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Lynette
She always thinks that you're going to die at some point, get kidnapped or just straight up leave, these thoughts come up once every week or so. But when your out and about or just working late, her thoughts run faster than ever. Of course she has lyney and the rest of the house, but she's just gotten so used to being with both lyney and you now that it doesnt quite feel the same. So her solution is often to hug you as tight as she can when sleeping, hoping you wont disappear in the morning.
And of course you try and help her as much as you possibly can, reassuring her that you wont leave and that youll find a way to get back to her no matter what happens when out and about, but that sometimes just doesnt cut it.
She doesnt cry often, but when she does its a lot, tears streaming down her face for an hour or two, and even longer if you, Lyney and Freminet aren't there with her.
Navia
She cant let go of you in the morning, it was always like that, but it had gotten so much worse after the loss of her two beloved bodyguards. She often mumbles in her sleep about you and how she wants you to stay. Something along the lines of:
“no… no, don’t go, stay… please!! Just stay with me!”
“please stay… stay with me… where did you go… no, come back, please…”’
“[name]… please stay with me… please… just stay…”
You have to wake her up when it seems like she’s panicking and try your best to comfort her, but sometimes she just doesn’t get any sleep because she wants to make sure you don’t disappear while she is asleep. She is of course the same shining Navia when around other people like the Traveler and Paimon, but everyone can see that she doesn’t want to let go of you at all, fearing you’ll vanish if you leave her line of sight for even just a second, its like you’re glued to her.
If people ever see you, they know for a fact that Navia is also there, no matter what. Oh, you want to go over and wish your friend a happy birthday, well she can carry a gift for them with her so you don’t have to. You wanted to cook something but is missing one singular ingredient, you can you go get it together, don’t worry she isn’t putting back anything for it (she totally is, and has multiple offers and such she should be taking a look at rn).
Xiao
He says he shouldn’t be near you all the time, but doesn’t let go when you make him give in to his desires. He’ll hurt you, and you know that, so why are you still here with him. Wait, no, he isn’t trying to make you go away, please don’t, ever. He just cares about you enough to not want you getting hurt because of his karmic debt, he loves you too much to let that happen. But the thought of you leaving him fills his mind more than the karmic debt at times, he dreads it, the fact that you’ll leave eventually, he doesn’t care if its by choice or fate, just don’t. please, please, please don’t leave, just stay with him, please.
He doesn’t want to let go, but feels he needs to, you tell him its fine yet he feels like it isn’t. it feels like he’s hurting you every second of being with you, yet he doesn’t try to let go, he doesn’t even give the thought a chance. you say you’re fine, yet he feels like you’re not. He
feels like hes hurting you, he’s hurting more because of it. But then why does it hurt more without you, why, oh why. What have you done to him, just what did you do that made him so addicted to you. Swear you’ll never leave him ever, and he will do the same, as long as you’re here with him he swears he wont hurt you, he’ll break the karma in half for you, he’ll do anything. Just don’t leave him, please don’t.
Scaramouche
Everyone would say he’s too cocky, confident, and mean. But that’s all because he doesn’t let them see the vulnerable side of him, the leftovers of Kunikusuhi, the side he only shows to you. He shows you they way he cries at the mere thought you could leave him one day, he sobs in your chest as you comfort him and let him focus and anything but the nightmares haunting his being. He wont ever be like that with anyone that isn’t you, he doesn’t give a shit about them they can do whatever, but you have to stay.
He doesn’t care about all the others as long as you don’t leave him too, he doesn’t care about anything other than you. So please, please don’t leave him, ever, he would watch the world burn over and over again as long as he has you.
If you ever told anyone that the 6th harbinger, scaramouche, cries at night just because you left to go get a glass of water, they would call you crazy, say he’s never cried in his life that you must have seen things. But you know its true, and he does too, even if he doesn’t like to admit it. He knows you wont go, you always say you wont, but he just cant let himself to believe you, not when he’s been lied to so many times. He worries too much about you and he knows that, but how could he not, he loves you, and will never let you leave him because you love him too, right?
Lyney
Although he may be the confident, charming and romantic magician Lyney everyday in public, when he finally lets go of the role at home he’s nowhere near that. He cries just because he wanted to see you and he finally did, he worries about not being able to save you someday. He’s a worrywart to say the least
If you were gone for too long, whether on a mission from father or anything else really, he would not be calm at all until you come back. he would only be rather calm after he got a letter from you or in one of his shows where he put too many layers of masks on to hide it. he wants to think that your ok, just as Lynette say you are, you're strong. but he still cant help but worry,and he ends up panicked and stressed, without sleep, too tired to think sbout anything else other than you. dont leave him, he wouldnt survive without you.
That's why you cant leave him. hell lose his mind, and destroy everything around him in the process. he cant let you leave, so please, please don't. his heart is already fragile, it beats only for you now, so don't leave. don't leave. don't... please... please don't, he cant handle that. so, please, don't leave him, ever. stay right here with him, forever.
Kaeya
He doesnt remember his birth parents, he hates them but a little bit, but mostly because they left him, he cant handle thinking about them. and it only made his pain worse when he lost the people he called his family once again, so he cant afford to lose anything else, not when he feels completely at home once again. you are his home now, his family, and his joy. so don't leave or he might lose his mind and start ruining himself from the inside and out.
He loves you, a lot, you're his reason to continue in life. so if he ever sees you leave he would cry, even if all you are doing is leaving his office after giving him his lunch, he would shed a tear at the sight. his heart is fragile ok? He can't bear to lose his life once again, not after his parents left, not after his adoptive family left too.
Don't go, stay, stay right here with him and everything will be fine. i will all be fine, you trust him after all, and he won't let anyone touch you, let alone hurt you. you're safe here with him, don't worry about them, worry about him. you've got him wrapped around your finger without even knowing, you could want a certain sweet from Inazuma and he'll get it as fast as possible. you can get anything you want, ok? The only condition is that you stay right here with him, and only him.
La Signora
She swore she wasn’t going to fall for anyone after her first lover died, so why did she fall for you, how did she fall for you. Honestly you don’t know and she doesn’t either, she doesn’t know how you were able to melt her ice cold heart back to normal, even if only around you and you only, if anyone else is around it freezes back quicker than lightning can strike. She thought she wasn’t able to love again after he died, but you proved her wrong, so you can’t leave too. She cant deal with the death of her lover once again, so don’t leave her, ever.
You hug her in the night as she cries a little, mad at you for leaving her in her dream, but still not mad at you, as her anger is mostly to the world for doing this to her. But don’t worry, she’ll fall asleep eventually as she always does, she does need her beauty sleep after all. But that doesn’t mean she’ll wake up and easily let go again or just get out of bed, she’s stubborn and want you all for herself a little longer. She makes you talk a little as you carefully brush her hair like she taught you to do, and she relaxes a bit when you tell her you love her while kissing her head.
As long as you promise you wont leave her, and keep that promise, she’ll love you forever, she cant bare to see you go out the door even if its just for groceries, someone else can do that don’t worry. Just come and relax with her in a bath, she can wash your hair and you can wash hers. She’ll take care of you like you take care of her, just don’t leave, please. If you ever left her alone for too long she would freak out, she does everything with you, baths, shopping, paperwork even, so she cant bear to be left alone for longer than 30 minutes or she’ll panic. So don’t leave her please, please, please don’t, she’ll even beg for you to not leave her, just stay here with her.
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Thank u for reading this, i know this took a long time and I havent posted things these few like weeks I think but I may have writers block(idk why I say it like that) and this was made over like a few months actually heh, luv ya
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dulcesiabits · 1 year
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lay me down to sleep, p.2.
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summary: you die in their arms (ft. alhaitham, scaramouche, la signora, kokomi).
notes: 1.1k words, drabbles, angst, reader death, mentions of violence and blood
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Alhaitham
In your final moments, Alhaitham can do nothing but hold you.
Your injuries are fatal. Even if a healer could get to you in time, you’re losing too much blood. There is nothing more he can do to save you.
Your breathing is shallow as Alhaitham tries to ease your pain, stroking your face in that way you so love. Your eyes are stuttering closed as you fight in vain to keep your gaze locked on him.
“I want to go on a date again,” you say lightly, as if this was an ordinary afternoon spent lazing around his flat.
“This weekend, maybe. I can take a break.”
Your laughter turns into coughs, and he rubs your back. “Break? Don’t you mean you’re going to ignore whatever assignments the sages give you?”
“They shouldn’t give tedious assignments, then.”
You sigh, your voice growing fainter. “We’ll see each other again, right?”
“We will.”
You have no more words left, and Alhaitham can do nothing but watch as the life drains out of you, as your breathing stills, as your eyes close for the final time. Then, he delicately lifts up your body in his arms.
What foolish Akademiya sage has conspired against him, deigning to steal the life of someone he loves as petty revenge? Truly, how did someone like that rise in the ranks? Did they mean to break him with this?
Death comes to every living thing, returning them to the forest. He will grieve and learn to live without you one day. That is the natural course of life.
But before then, he will rip his enemies from their seats. You were worth hundreds of those doddering fools, and they will pay the consequences of tearing your future away from you, far too soon.
Scaramouche
How dare you.
How dare you.
You traitorous human, with your foolish promises. What gives you the right to give him a heart and then callously rip it right back out? How could you give a puppet a taste of love and expect him to survive without you?
Blood blooms like flowers across your chest as Scaramouche rips the cloth from his shirt to press against your wounds, but it’s not enough. He knows it’s not enough, but if he doesn’t do something, then...
“You are going to survive,” he spits out, voice ragged, even as he cradles you with all the tenderness afforded to him. “I’m never going to forgive you if you die.”
“Kuni...” you say faintly, blood trailing down your chin. “I’m sorry.”
“Stop apologizing,” he hisses.
“I love you.”
Stop. Don’t speak like that. Don’t act like this is goodbye. Don’t give up already.
“You’re going to be okay,” he says, hands shaking. Why is there so much blood? His vision blurs, damned tears trailing down his cheeks.
You raise a trembling hand, wiping away his tears with a gentle thumb. He leans into your touch, clutches your hand to him like it’s a lifeline.
Even as your eyes dim, even as your touch grows cold, he doesn’t stop. If Scaramouche keeps holding you, if he keeps fighting against your wounds, then you would be okay, wouldn’t you?
Stupid humans. So weak, so frail. He would have prayed to his mother, given up on his chance of divinity, and still, you leave him anyways. Tears fall like rain on your face, but you can no longer wipe them away.
Scaramouche should known better. The world is nothing but lies, and now it is not even worth believing in without you.
La Signora
The gods cannot take you away from her.
Not you. Never you.
You, with your blinding smile and your gentle touch. You, who melts the frost around her heart, soothes the heat of her eternal agony.
Why must she pay this price again? Are there not thousands of filthy vermin out there, who deserve this more than you?
Maybe it is her fault, for daring to keep you close. For believing she could be happy again. For forgetting, for even a second, that she is no longer an ordinary woman.
“Don’t... cry,” you say. “Rosalyne...”
Had she been crying? La Signora presses her lips against your forehead. “Who did this to you? Who?”
You shake your head. “No... it’s... it’s okay...”
“I won’t let them get away with this. Tell me.”
“No...” Your breath hitches as you try to force words out of your dying throat. “Be... be happy... Don’t...”
Be happy? Without you? Knowing that, once again, she has failed to protect someone she loves?
You fall silent for the last time. She will never know what it is that you were about to say.
La Signora kisses your face reverently, her final blessings to her guiding light. She can never fulfill your dying wishes for her. It’s far, far too late for such a thing. Her happiness dies with you.
The world will pay the price for taking you away.
Kokomi
Think, think, think.
She has to find some way to keep you alive. Thousands of pages of strategies, hundreds of books, and none of them can help her in this moment. What use is a strategist who can’t save the life of the person she loves?
“Don’t hyperventilate,” Kokomi says softly. “Deep breaths. Come on, you can do it.”
A battle rages around her: cries of agony, the clash of steel. Gorou struggling to keep the fighting away from her. But she can only focus on you, on the arrows sticking out of your back.
It’s too late. That’s what all her training whispers. You’re already gone, and she needs to return to the battle. Her healing is useless at this point.
“Kokomi,” you whisper. “Please...”
“You can make it,” she says, ignoring your pleas. Her vision pulses as she sends another fruitless burst of healing your way. “Don’t give up yet.”
“It’s okay,” you breathe. “It’s okay.”
“It will be okay. I’ll keep you safe.”
“I love you.” How could you be so cruel and say goodbye like that when she isn’t ready? Tears burn her eyes as your breathing slows, and stops. Still, she sends another burst of healing. Over, and over, and over.
Your body doesn’t react, and she clutches you close, burying her head into the crook of your neck. There is no war without loss, but it was never supposed to be you, her pearl, her love. Selfishly, she would have traded eternity for a few more minutes in your arms.
So be it.
If you had to pay the price for the Raiden Shogun’s arrogance with your life, then Kokomi would not stop until she tore down the god from her throne.
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yuellii · 7 months
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give me an inch ( and i’ll demand a mile )
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feat. genshin women
𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 she reacts to your plea for another kiss, just after she has already given you one ( drabbles )
notes. reader’s gender unspecified, no other warnings.
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There is a tantalizing smirk that plays on her lips. It’s a kind of amusement you absolutely anticipated from her, and yet, it still made you pout so childishly.
Her ego is totally getting off on it, too. It’s like a trophy win that she got you to even ask for another one—or, perhaps she didn’t want to admit how good it felt that you liked her enough to want another kiss. She couldn’t help but smile, really, when you placed one finger right at the corner of your lips. The sight itself was so adorable to her, and it’s a gamble or not whether she will take the opportunity to tease about it. But nevertheless, now it was up to her to decide: should she give in to your request, or have a little fun and leave you be?
MIKO, Lisa, Yelan, Beidou, NINGGUANG, La Signora, Rosaria, Arlecchino, Dehya, Hu Tao
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The look on her eyes will soften immediately; and if not, then it’s quite telling in the way some tenseness is relieved in her shoulders. Perhaps it’s because a request for another kiss just shows that you truly love her, but right now, she can’t quite tell you how much of a deeper meaning this brings to her heart.
So for now, she’ll simply smile. She’ll give you the kindest of expressions she only gives to you, and she’ll give in. Her kisses beforehand were all short and sweet, but she gave you this last one with the most passion and innocent intimacy she could ever pass on to you through solely her lips. Whether you felt such a devotion through her kiss alone was beyond her, but she gave you all of her love, nevertheless.
AYAKA, La Signora, Lisa, COLUMBINA, Jean, Clorinde, Amber, Keqing, Sara, Kokomi, CANDACE, Nilou, Navia
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Oh, she’s already caved. She internally cursed you a bit—you probably knew this was going to happen. The effect you gave ok her makes her practically hopeless, and not before long she is already dashing to the front of your body, holding the sides of your face and kissing you everywhere.
It’s like she’s drunk on your lips, or perhaps on your love. But either way, she has the biggest smile on her face that she isn’t even aware of as she plasters multiple kisses on your cheeks and nose and lips and practically anywhere she could reach. It’s a certain kind of adoration where she can’t get enough of you… not like either of you were complaining, really.
YOIMIYA, Beidou, JEAN, Layla, Eula, EI, Ayaka, GANYU, Shenhe, Mona, NAVIA
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angelltheninth · 1 month
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La Signora Forces You on Your Knees
Pairing: La Signora x Fem!Reader
Tags: nsfw, smut, cunnilingus, hair-pulling, dom/sub dynamic, superiority kink
A/N: She is the first Genshin milf I was introduced to.
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La Signora doesn't ask for anything she demands it, including the attention and pleasure given from you
She knows you will anything she tells you
Takes is a single look from her and you know what do
Get on your knees and the longer you hesitate the more impatient she gets
But she likes that bratty side of you
It allows her to let out all of her frustrations of the day on you
Her heels dig into your shoulder blades to pull you closer to where she wants, needs you most
Appeasing her is the best way to stop her from being mad at you for long
It's not that you don't want to do this for her, rather that you enjoy her anger, the way she looks at you like she's so much better, above you and can do anything she wants to you
Or rather what she wants you to do for her
Her hands grip your hair in a vice grip, keeping you from pulling away until the lower half of your face is drenched
Don't think you'll be neglected though, she'll spend a lot of time calling you a good girl
She's so calm and controlled, so her voice getting higher every time your tongue swipes across her clit sends shivers right down to your pussy
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dymttz · 6 months
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Pinterest: *Shows image of any female character with breasts*
Me seconds later: *Open Google* Character x reader *Search*
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fatuismooches · 1 year
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Could you please write about the Harbingers and their voice lines for the reader? Like them telling the traveler about you and stuff :)
♡𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬’ 𝐕𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐀𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐘𝐨𝐮 ♡
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synopsis: The Traveler expected the Harbingers to be cold and ruthless in pursuing whatever the Fatui's goals were. Hearing their loving voice lines on you was certainly the opposite of what they predicted.
includes: all harbingers (platonic pulcinella) w/ gn! reader
notes: I've wanted to do something like this for a while. It was rather cute and fun to write! Includes five voice lines about you for each Harbinger.
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Pierro:
About You - His Lover:
“So you’ve already met [Name], Traveler? I’m not surprised, they like to talk to people, especially when they see me speaking to others. They’re quite energetic and bouncy, aren’t they? But I can’t say I dislike that about them. They are a bright light in my life.”
Chat - Walks:
“Much of our time spent together is on walks outside in Sneznhaya, with the snow gently melting on us. It’s a rather simple activity to most, but irreplaceable to both of us. I hope, after everything is said and done, I can take them on walks in other places.”
About Your Patience:
“They never comment on it, but I know they get lonely without me. For most of the day, they do not see me due to my work, and even when they try to stay up late for my return, they end up falling asleep sometimes. I truly wish I could spend more time with them. But I know, after fulfilling the Tsaritsa’s dream, I will give them everything and more.”
Something To Share - Meals:
“I don’t think about what I eat or when I do very often. It doesn’t matter much to me, but [Name] clearly disagrees. Instead of the maids preparing my meals, they started cooking everything for me and adding little notes too. It’s very endearing of them, but I don’t think I’ll ever live it down when the other soldiers saw me eating heart-shaped cookies with smiley faces on them…”
About You - A Second Home:
“I remember the destruction of my homeland clearly. It is something I will never forget. But even though I have only a small portion of time with them, they never fail to make me feel… content. With them, I can forget about everything, even if it is just for a few minutes. Heh, sometimes I foolishly wish they lived in Khaenri’ah with me for a bit, if only to experience a normal life with them.”
Capitano:
About You - His Lover:
“There is nothing I cherish more than [Name]. Many people often comment on our relationship, after all, we are quite different in all aspects. But I have them to thank for many things. They have taught me many things I could have never learned on my own.
Chat - Souvenirs:
“Traveler, you have been to many nations for extended periods of time. Would you share some items that would make good souvenirs? I always make sure to bring something back for them. If you have any recipes to share, that would be greatly appreciated as well. Whenever I am back home, [Name] always insists on having all of our meals together.”
A Special Item - The Kamera:
“You must be wondering why someone like me carries around something like this. I never cared for the device until [Name] told me about it and asked me to take photos on my expeditions. I guess I’ve unintentionally become a master without knowing it because they always praise the pictures I take when they organize them in their scrapbook.”
Something To Share - Smiles:
“I am not adept at smiling at all, or very expressive in general, something [Name] has an issue with. Oftentimes, they sit on my lap and try to get me to show some emotion on my face. Reading stories, telling jokes… they try it all quite frequently. While I don’t think it’s working very well, I enjoy their antics.”
About You - Reminiscing:
“I remember once I walked in on them trying on my helmet and coat. They hadn’t noticed me yet, and I couldn’t help but notice how small they looked buried under my clothes. But quickly I worried about whether their head could take the weight of my helmet. Before I could say anything, they saw me and scurried away in embarrassment. I never brought it up again, but it was rather cute.”
“Huh… Paimon would have never guessed Capitano was like this. When we go to Snezhnaya, we have to find this guy’s mansion somehow! Paimon wants to meet [Name]!”
Columbina:
About You - Her Lover:
“Hmm~hmm~♫ Oh, hello there, Traveler. Ah, I see you’ve brought [Name] with you too, come here, my dear. Hmm? Oh, I guess I forgot to tell you. They are my partner in love, music, in everything. Perhaps you should come to one of our shows one day. I’d say we are quite good.”
About You - Favorite Pastimes:
“I love going to watch plays with them. The theater is one of the places where we spend a lot of time. I always end up humming along to the songs. Sometimes, when the theater is unoccupied, we act out certain scenes together. Say, Traveler, have you ever heard of Romeo and Juliet?”
Chat - Naps:
“Hmm… what time is it? The weather just feels perfect for a midday nap. [Name] always indulges me whenever I want when I want to doze off. This surface is no match for their pillowy softness, but it’ll have to do for now…”
“Hey, you can’t just fall asleep in the middle of- oh… Paimon doesn’t know how she can knock out that quickly.”
Secret Hobby - Poems About You:
“Your bright smile that can go on for a mile,
Unmatchable style with a laugh that never ends for a while.
Sweet lips that I want to savor,
Ah, I am so glad I am in your favor.
Or should I say “For you make me ever the more braver”...? What do you think, Traveler?”
Something Interesting - Liyue Opera:
“Traveler, I hear that there is a talented opera troupe in Liyue with beautiful music and songs. Oh, you’ve met them yourself? I would love to attend it with [Name]. They love listening to music from around Teyvat, and I have to agree with them. Haha… I can’t wait to take them out of Snezhnaya for a bit.”
Dottore:
About You - His Lover:
“Hmph, you wish to know about [Name], I hear?”
“Yeah! Paimon wants to know what kind of person would stay with a madman- I mean! A Fatui Harbinger! You know, since that’s quite dangerous and all.”
“Hehe, is that so? Too bad, because I have no obligation to tell you. But they are truly… ah, never mind.”
“Aww… Paimon really wanted to know what he was going to say.”
About You And The Segments:
“Some of the segments are quite fond of them, while some do not know them very well. After all, they were cloned at different parts of my life, before and after I met them. I must say… it’s can be hard to get some of the other segments away from them. I didn’t think they would hoard [Name]’s attention so much…”
“Is it just Paimon, or does Dottore’s attentiveness towards them grow as each clone gets older? And hey, is Dottore jealous-”
“Shush Paimon, before he hears you!”
About You - Whereabouts:
"It's time for their medicine... Hmm, have you seen them, Traveler? You saw them leave and go into the city? And you didn't stop them? Tch, useless. I must simply go and find them myself... Now that I think about it, I wouldn't want you talking to [Name], anyway."
About You - Health Concerns:
“Ever since our Akademiya days, [Name] has been plagued with an unknown and virtually incurable disease. It is essential that they take their medicine every day, but they often try to avoid it, after doing it for so long. This is why I and the clones always keep an eye on them.”
“Aw, so that’s why [Name] always looks so tired whenever Paimon sees them… That must be so hard.”
“… I don’t care what methods or tactics I have to employ, or if the Gods or even you, Traveler, get in my way. I will cure them of their sickness. Nothing will stop me.”
When The Sun Is Out:
“Hm, it’s a perfect day for [Name] to take a walk. The fresh air is always good for their health. Perhaps a boat ride is in order as well.”
“Oooh, Paimon loves the sound of that! Maybe we can fish and eat it too!”
“Why would I ever invite you to be with us? I’m sure your very existence would give them a headache.”
“Hey, how rude!!”
Pulcinella:
About You - Relationship:
“You were fighting some hilichurls when someone called [Name] joined you? And they ended up lighting an explosive barrel? Wherever that child goes, they always bring trouble with them. But don’t hold it against them. They are a lovely person to be around.”
Stories To Tell:
“They always pester me to tell them stories. Though, this is not a bad thing at all. Not many are willing to listen to this old man ramble on willingly. Ah, youth is a wonderful thing. Would you like to join us next time, Traveler?”
Chat - New Things:
“Indeed, they have taught me many things. The latest trends, songs, books, and more that their generation is into. Sometimes I struggle to understand some of what they say too… the world is changing so quickly.”
About You - Baking:
“We bake together quite often. Most of the time, I have to direct them, otherwise, they will burn down the kitchen which has happened multiple times before. Pantalone was not happy. I have never seen a youngster with such little aptitude for cooking, but surprisingly, it is great fun.”
About You - Family:
“Ever since they were young, they were quite rebellious. Running away from the castle, pretending to be asleep after bedtime, beating up all the Fatui soldiers during sparring without hesitance. If anyone else besides me had to take care of them, it would not have ended well. But, I am truly glad they are in my care. I have thought of them as my own child for a long time. If it wasn’t for the possible danger, I’d have officially adopted them long ago.”
Scaramouche:
About You - His Lover:
“Huh? How do you know about [Name]?”
“Well, we just happened to see them with you once. You were actually smiling! And later we went up and spoke to them for a bit, and they were really nice! They told us that they were your-”
“Ugh, that idiot! Always trusting people so blindly… Anyway, I don’t need you to know anything else. It isn’t your business.” 
A Little Secret:
“I wonder if they could make dango for me again… it’s been a long time since I’ve had it. But how do I get them to make it without directly asking? How bothersome… huh? How long have you been there, Traveler? You didn’t hear anything, did you?!”
Something To Share - Burdened Feelings:
“I once tried to wipe my emotions and feelings of them away into nothingness. It felt preposterous to me that I could feel something for a human, one that could barely fight nonetheless. But when I lost the Gnosis, when I lost everything, as I fell down, the only thing that I saw in my mind was their stupid smile…”
When It Rains:
“Whenever it rained, they would always huddle themselves close to me under my hat. At first, I pushed them away, but the look on their face made me allow them to continue. Sometimes, I make sure to take them out on a day that’s expected to rain just to see them do that. Don’t you dare tell them that though, Traveler.”
About Beelzebul:
“[Name] is always telling me to reconcile with her, but what would she think of me, or of them? How would she act toward me? Would she even remember me? There’s that irritating shrine maiden too… Hmm? It’s nothing. Let’s keep moving.”
Arlecchino:
About You - Her Lover:
“[Name]? Yes, they are my partner. I suppose those Fatui recruits can’t keep their mouths shut about other people’s business for very long. Hmm? You’re surprised that I was so direct about it? Well, there’s no reason to hide it. But I would prefer that this discussion ends here. I like to keep my time with them private.”
When It’s Sunny:
“This weather is not my favorite. I prefer the cold much more than this blistering heat. But I did hear [Name] say that they would like to visit a beach someday. Hmm… say, Traveler, is Yaoguang Shoal a good spot?”
Something To Share - Quietly Loving:
“I’m sure you have realized by now that I am not very good with words or emotions. These things are far from my expertise. However, they seem to not mind my behavior, talking enough for both of us. But if they ever requested anything from me, I would do it without hesitance. No one else comes close.”
Chat - Coffee:
“One cup of coffee, with whipped cream, syrup, and sugar please.”
“…Eh?!! Arlecchino, what are you saying? You always order your coffee black!”
“I know. To be honest, I could not care less about all these extra ingredients. But… they always used to try and add things to sweeten the drink behind my back. I suppose I… miss them. This reminds me of them, a bit.”
“Aww… Paimon guesses that even the scariest and coldest of people can have someone special to them.”
About You - The Orphanage:
“They often spend their time with the orphans. I was initially surprised at first, and so were the other soldiers, but it worked out in our favor. The children love them far more than they will for me or the recruits. [Name] is a gentle and patient soul, after all. Reading stories, putting the kids to sleep… they are quite hard working despite having no need to.”
La Signora:
About You - Her Lover:
“My darling [Name] is the most perfect lover one could ask for. They are beautiful, inside and out. How I love to pamper them so… actually, there are a couple of new outfits I want them to try on. I can’t wait to see how they look. They are all mine.”
When It’s Windy:
“Tch, this wind is messing up my hair and clothes. [Name] used to always brush and take care of my hair after a long day, after I showed them how to do it correctly of course. Traveler, I’m afraid I have to go now. I must see them again.”
About You - Letters:
“Hmm, hmm, hmm… and it’s done.”
“Hey Signora, what are you writing?”
“Just a letter to my dearest. They are expecting something from me soon.”
“Wow, so you can send letters with your fire moths? That’s resourceful!”
“Of course. I always let a few stay around [Name] as well. If any of them happen to be extinguished, I’ll know if anything happened to them.”
About You - Favorite Pastimes:
“There’s nothing that pleases me more than seeing them all dolled up in the latest fashion. They look simply exquisite, especially when we do each other’s makeup. But I also adore seeing them lounge around in their favorite hoodies. They look great in anything, really.”
Something To Share - Past Grief, New Happiness:
“Sometimes, it feels just like yesterday when I lost him. Grief and bitterness wrapped around my heart like a cocoon that would never hatch. But when I fell in love with them, I felt something that I had not felt in far too long. That cocoon started to shatter little by little, as I started to remember how to love again. I truly love them wholly with whatever’s remaining of my heart.”
Pantalone:
About You - His Lover:
“So, you’ve met [Name], I hear. What do you think of them? Beautiful, am I right? Of course, they are nothing short of perfection to me. Hardworking, determined, helpful… I could go on about them. Say, Traveler, would you be so kind to direct me to some of the best shops around here? I would like to find some gifts to send to them while we’re here.”
Worries - Financial Concerns:
“Traveler, I have a great issue on my hands. [Name] has apparently forbidden me from spending any more Mora on them. They keep saying that they do not need anything else, but how can I restrain myself from spoiling my darling?”
About You - Favorite Pastimes:
“Oftentimes, we like to end off the day with some leisurely reading. The feeling of them laying against my chest, legs intertwined, as I whisper certain parts of the book softly into their ear, delighting as they turn warm- oho, your face is all red. Did I make you embarrassed? Apologies, I get carried away when talking about them.”
About You - First Meeting:
“My childhood is not something that I like to remember. But, despite everything, it is pleasant to think about the first time I met them. They were poor, just like me, barely scraping by, though they never failed to greet me every day with a big smile. [Name] would take over the grueling working shifts for me and the younger kids sometimes, and sneak bits of food out the window to me. Even with the fact that I was surrounded by poverty, I couldn’t help but think I had a true gem right in front of me. ”
When It’s Cold:
“I confess, I do enjoy the cold, but most of it is due to how adorable [Name] looks all bundled up in my fur coats. Or how they always dive under the covers and refuse to get up for anything. It is always a struggle for even me to get up from bed when they are so warm, too.”
Sandrone:
About You - Her Lover:
“They are my loyal assistant and lover, always willing to help out with any experiment I ask. I have known them for a very long time. They have always been the one to drag me out of the lab to get some fresh air… as a matter of fact, I think it’s about this time when they come to harass me. Somehow they’ve gotten half the robots on their side, too.”
When It’s Raining:
“This weather is good for testing how waterproof my robots are and the joints of my Automatons. A long time ago, I built a feature for an umbrella into some of my creations so whenever [Name] and I went for walks and it rained, we would be fine. Huh, you’re asking if you can use it? No, you can’t.”
About You - Favorite Pastimes:
“Eh? Sandrone, what is all this? You’re all dressed up!”
“Oh, it’s you. I’m simply preparing for my favorite event with my dear lover. We’ve just finished repairing an ancient Automaton, and they’ve decided a tea party is in order.”
“Wow! Even the robots have spiffy suits on! It smells so good here too, hehe, Paimon wants a taste of the tea and cookies too- w-woah! Where’d all these big robots come from?! Hey, let Paimon down!”
“This is for [Name] and I only. Now shoo. The tea party is set to begin soon, and I must welcome my honored guest…”
Inspiration - New Creations:
“Before I met them, I had never thought of using my skills to create mundane things that weren’t war machines or destructive Automatons. I thought anything else would be a waste of time, but surprisingly, it is not too bad. It’s quite nice to feel their fascinated face in the crook of my neck while I work. I usually gift these creations to them, anyway. They’re not much use to me, but [Name] likes these kinds of things.”
The Future - Fontaine Frenzy:
“I hear that I am set to head out to Fontaine soon. I would love to see the faces of those poor souls when they realize their technology is nothing compared to what the Fatui has created. Ah, I guess that means I’ll be seeing you there too. Will you be able to keep up with [Name] and I, Traveler? I must warn you, they are a formidable foe, with their refined skill and raw power from my mechanical attachments. Now that I think about there, there were some new weapons we wanted to try out… hehe, I can’t wait.” 
Childe:
About You - His Lover:
“Oho, interested in [Name] are you? I don’t blame you - they are truly an amazing person. Sweet, kind, and caring, not to mention, they are incredibly strong as well. Teucer loves them too, always wanting piggyback rides. I can’t wait to introduce them to the rest of my family.”
About You - First Meeting:
“I clearly remember the first time I laid eyes on them. I was passing through Liyue when I heard of an archery competition, and naturally, I was eager to test my skills. I was sure that I would win first place, but what did you know! Someone called [Name] had stolen that spot from me. Long story short, I pestered them until they fought me, and they really did beat me down. Haha, it feels so long ago, now that I look back on it.”
When It Snows:
“I once took [Name] to Dragonspine, because they wanted to see the snow as it was a rare occurrence in Liyue. You should have seen them, hah! Shaking and sniffling like it was the end of the world. And it wasn’t even that cold, as least compared to my homeland. Why didn’t I take them to Snezhnaya? Don’t worry, I plan to, very, very soon…
About You - Whereabouts:
"Have you seen them, Traveler? No? Haha, they must be hiding from me again. I guess I’ve asked them to spar too many times. Comrade, if you happen to see [Name], tell them I’m waiting at Northland Bank for them. Xinyue Kiosk, my treat.”
About You - Safety:
“Heh, I wonder what they’re doing right now. I hope they haven’t been roped into any strange commissions again. They are too helpful for their own good. If anything happened to them while I’m gone… Traveler, if you happen to be around, please help them. I’ll owe you, comrade.”
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amphibiahawks321 · 2 months
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Request by : Boltermasterbon 2/2
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Signora : You must be the new recruit correct?
M!Reader : Y-yes ma'am...
Signora : I see... I hope you won't disappoint us with your service..........
M!Reader : Y/N ma'am...
Signora : Y/N? What a lovely name...
M!Reader : Thank you ma'am
Signora : No need to be so formal call me la Signora...
M!Reader : Thank you miss signora
Signora : But I must say there's something different between you and other agents....
M!Reader : and what is that exactly?
Signora : More..... Alluring
M!Reader : .......[Blushes a little]
M!Reader : T-thank you for the compliment
Signora : Hm? Chuckles Blushing now are we~?
M!Reader : S-sorry Miss signora!
Signora : No no...
[Lift his chin up to make eye contact with her]
Signora : I don't mind~
[Blushes even harder]
Signora : Such a soft face you got here~
[M!Reader thought 💭]
What is happening?! 0///////0‼️
Signora : And I must say your eyes are absolutely beautiful~
[Arlecchino suddenly from behind pulls Y/N into her arms locking him and starts staring at signora with a cold stare]
Arlecchino : Am I interrupting something....
Signora : Aah knave....
Arlecchino : May I ask what you two were doing....
Signora : Well we were just trying to get along that's all but..... Now you're locking his entire body like a possessive cat....
[M!Reader thought 💭]
Arlecchino your gripping me too tight!
M!Reader : Arlecchino I haven't seen you around today where were you?
Arlecchino : Sorry Y/N I had to do some talking with dottore today....
M!Reader : that's okay!
M!Reader : .....Also by the way did you like the food I made? 'v'
Arlecchino : Chuckles always~
Signora : I see that you two are close...
Arlecchino : Very...
Signora : Is he your boyfriend knave?
Arlecchino : His my pretty boy....
[M!Reader thought 💭]
Did she just call me a pretty boy?!
Signora : Pretty boy? Chuckles that nickname fits perfectly for him~
Arlecchino : .......
[Holds Y/N tighter]
Signora : but I didn't think that Y/N would be into you....
Arlecchino : .....
Arlecchino : What's that supposed to mean...
[M!Reader thought 💭]
Oh boy....
[The argument went out for almost 10 minutes while Y/N body is still locked on by arlecchino]
Signora : You know Knave we could just share him y'know~
Arlecchino : like hell....
Signora : Come on no need to be feisty now.... We both know that Y/N over here will be more protected....
Arlecchino : .....Groans fine... But one wrong move from you-
Signora : don't be so overprotective now I wouldn't dare to hurt this what was it the nickname you called him? Oh right... pretty boy~
[Bends down and kisses Y/N's cheek]
[Arlecchino groans]
Signora : you can kiss him too y'know?
[Arlecchino grabs Y/N chin from behind and moves his head to the side and give Y/N a full kiss on the lips]
M!Reader : MMM?!
[Both of them stop kissing and leave a trail of saliva between their lips]
Signora : chuckles I'm gonna make sure to do that later to you too~
[M!Reader starts blushing even redder]
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makelemonade · 1 year
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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐋𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐃𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫
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Characters; All the Harbingers (including Scaramouche and Signora)
Genre: Modern!AU
Summary; A little girl Pierro found after her family abandoned her in the cold winter of Snezhnaya. How will the Harbingers deal with her growing up in their organization?
Warnings; mentions of abandonment, bullying, scara and Dottore not caring abt u for like a millisecond, implied nudes but it’s not direct, if you squint there’s a little Pantalone/Signora but It can be seen as platonic
Notes; uhm so ‘organization’ for the harbingers can live up to yalls perspectives since it’s a Modern!AU. I didn’t wanna say Mafia so imagine to your hearts content.
y’all I would deadass turn this into a series if anyone asked or it got a lot of attention
Support me on Kofi! Link is on masterlist <3 read under the cut!
context; pierro, who found you as a little girl all alone in the snow and came to the assumption that you were left and abandoned here on his walk towards his work. He couldn’t just leave you there all alone to die from the sheer cold, so he brings you to his work, and tries to get any information out of you. You’re too young and small to say anything, but comes to the conclusion with the constant crying, you were indeed abandoned.
Also, imagine the work place is also their home or wtv and they havé rooms (basically the Tsaritsa’a castle)
Pierro, who doesn’t care if you call him by his name or ‘ dad’ when you start to grow up, but he can’t deny the small happy feeling in his chest when he hears you call him dad.
Pierro, who is not always physically there due to work and being away frequently, but tries his best to spend time with you during all his free time.
Pierro, who starts to realize that he has a lot to teach you once you enter high school, but figured maybe he should get one of the female-harbingers to talk to you about uh, certain, stuff
Pierro, who makes sure to be very protective of you and always has someone watching over you. Sometimes he tends to be overprotective when you wanna go out to certain places, but get one of the Harbingers or even his boss to talk to him and he’ll probably change his mind.
Capitano, who always found you absolutely adorable ever since you were brought to the workplace and would coo under his helmet
Capitano, who lets you play with his helmet when he has to take care of you while the others are too busy with work.
Capitano, who would give you piggy back rides once you were a bit taller and older so you wouldn’t easily fall off his back.
Capitano, who is also just as overprotective as Pierro, but he can’t help but let you go out when you plead with your adorable puppy eyes. As long as he knows where you are at all times, you’re free.
Colombina, who would sing you lullabies fo sleep whenever you had trouble sleeping- especially on the first night you arrived, too scared to fall asleep.
Colombina, who would sing karaoke with you on some fun nights, even if it was Barbie songs or whatever childhood shows the others made you watch.
Colombina, who surprisingly, was the first to teach you how to read given her love for reading you bedtime stories whenever Pierro was away.
Dottore, who being fully honest, didn’t have much of a care for you in the world. It’s one day when little you is clinging to the fabric of his pants, little hands up in the air and grabbing the air, he can’t help but pick you up and hold you.
Dottore, who grabs your wrist with Pantalone as they hold it under the sink after your kindergarten teacher told Pierro you held hands with a boy. They had to wash his touch off of you. Cooties, you know?
Dottore, who helps you ace every single science assignment and test all throughout middle school and high school.
Pulcinella, who made a promise to himself and whatever god was out there that he’d be a second father to you the moment he heard that you were abandoned.
Pulcinella, who instead of teaching you to read like Colombina, teaches you math to make sure you don’t fall behind in the difficult subject, and always helps you with your homework. If you take a liking to politics in high school, he’ll be happy to teach you the basics and join him for his daily life as the mayor.
Pulcinella, who does his job as mayor and makes sure to find you the top ranked daycare, elementary, middle and high school in all of Snezhnaya. Money wise don’t matter, especially to all of them.
Scaramouche, who also didn’t give one single shit about you when you came and was a lot more stubborn than Dottore. It’s not until probably a lot longer later, when you come back from daycare crying about how kids bullied you for being adopted, when he realizes you’re just like him- the both of were you abandoned.
Scaramouche, who when is alone with child you, likes to hide his face behind his hands and opens them with a saying of “peek-a-boo!”. If not alone, he’s kind enough to let you play with his hat.
Scaramouche, who realizes that a child was able to let him soften up a bit, and that you gave him a new family.
Scaramouche, who teams up with Childe to make sure that absolutely NO ONE would defile you, and if someone did, Childe can make hassle of them.
Sandrone, who makes you little trinkets and baby toys when your first introduced to all the Harbingers.
Sandrone, who is usually the one to change Capitano or Pierro’s minds on their usual overprotectiveness.
Sandrone, who makes sure to protect you from the horrors of the world while growing up. She makes sure everything is age perfect for you, such as baby-proofing all the sharp edges when you were younger, she makes sure you don’t hear any of the subordinates being yelled at so you don’t get scared, and she sometimes joins in with Childe and Scaramouche to make sure no one defiles you.
Sandrone, who’s main goal will forever be to protect your innocence, even if it eventually gets ruined.
Signora, who is actually top on the Big Sister list. Like Sandrone, she wants to protect your innocence, but also reminds you that the world is not pure, and many people out there will want to ruin you.
(since this is modern, I’d like to say her and Childe are close to the same age, so she’s in her senior year when you’re in middle school)
Signora, who starts to give you friend advice once you enter middle school, because she’s had her fair share of deal of fake friends all through her years of middle school and high school.
Signora, who also gives you fashion advice or dresses you up for school every morning because lord knows Pierro’s fashion sense is horrible. She’s in her last year of high school (senior), so she’s seen all the good and bad fashion trends which means she’ll know just what’s right for you.
Signora, who is also the one who tried to get Capitano and Pierro to calm their overprotectiveness, but even she sometimes lets them win when she has a bad feeling about some high school party you want to go to.
Signora, who is your shoulder to cry on if a boy or girl ever breaks your heart. She is the big sister who tells you the no’s and yes’ of high school- no certain photos to men because they’re monsters at this age, no starting problems for the fun of it, but do make sure to have fun and if you’re dragged in a problem, finish it.
Pantalone, who spoils you ever since the first day you were introduced to them. He somehow beats Sandrone since he buys every single toy you’d point at in shops or see on ads.
Pantalone, who continues to spoil you through your years of aging as it would ascend from baby toys to fake jewelry, clothes, eventually real jewelry and makeup. He did want to give you real jewelry when you were little, but Dottore had to remind him you were a baby and would probably break it. Or eat it.
Pantalone, who glares at any guy you’ve taken an interest in. If instead of a guy it’s a girl, Arlecchino will take care of them if they break your heart.
Pantalone, who gives you money for literally every time you want to go out during your high school years. Movies, mall, trips- literally anything. It doesn’t matter how much, if you want 20$ he’ll give you 200$.
Pantalone, who did indeed turn on the sink and watched as Dottore grabbed your wrist and held it under the sink to wash off the touch of a little boy who held your hand in kindergarten.
Pantalone, who looks online or in stores with you and Signora for dresses when your homecoming and prom comes up. When he sees Signora looking at a dress she’d like for herself, he’ll buy it. He has to spoil his girls, and maybe the men coworkers if they’re being nice.
Arlecchino, who treats you just as any other kid in the orphanage she watches over, but she has a bit more of a soft spot for you.
Arlecchino, who also wants to protect your innocence, but decides instead that you need to know the horrors of the world and peoples real intentions. She did tell you all this at the age of 2 but all you did was angle your small little head to the side while Sandrone scolded her.
Arlecchino, who truthfully snd sadly, is hardly ever there, but if she ever sees something that reminds her of you on her work trips, she’ll make sure to buy it.
Arlecchino, who is not afraid to punch any man or women who tries to hurt you in any way.
Childe, who is probably the best big brother aside from Pantalone. He joined the Fatui when you were 11 and he was 14, so you two got along very easily and were constantly together.
Childe, who would pull pranks with you on the others but Dottore or Sandrone were quick to catch on with whatever you two would create and Pierro would end up lecturing you both.
Childe, who records literally everything the two of you do, whether it be sneaking out to go to parties, breaking something in the workplace or pranks you created. He has a lot of blackmail on you, comrade.
Childe, who promises you that whatever happens in high school, stays there, unless it’s horrible to the point he has to get your father involved.
Childe, who is in his last year (senior) while you’ve just started high school (freshman) and he threatens all the seniors to make sure no one looks at you in the wrong way because 1, it would probably be a felony given they’re all 18 and 2, the men in his grade are disgusting.
Childe, who once (not once he’s done it a bunch of times) beat up a guy in your grade for looking at you the wrong way. He had to stop when it was on the verge of expulsion, but he thinks the message got across to all the men. The ladies can deal with Signora, seeing as she can waltz in given she was an alumni.
Childe, who is now in university, but he decides to come back from his university to be your prom escort. He is still childish, and he did promise that what happens in high school, stays there, so if you both ditch prom later to get McDonald’s or go to a party, no one will ever know.
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Fatui Harbingers with a child they don't own
── ୨୧:fatui harbingers & reader
୨୧﹑synopsis :: a child that doesn't seem to belong to any one of them is known to wander around headquarters, though it's not exactly clear whose it is or how it even got there. well, it's cute enough, isn't it?
୨୧﹑genre :: fluff
୨୧﹑content :: gn reader, child reader, child endangerment 💀, scaramouche is soft because baby, pantalone is trying to teach a kid stocks, pulcinella is such a grandpa
୨୧﹑words :: 2k
this was a little thought that came to mind, mostly because of the fact I was like "Capitano forced to carry around some lil baby would be cute" and I'm fuckin speed running writing this before sports tryouts I've got less than one hour 😭
nvm I didn't finish in time and it got cancelled anyway so we can work slowly now (I didn't even finish this until the next day anyway LMAO) the mild implication each of them handles the same child on different days and this kid is just experiencing all of these things is funny to me for no reason
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you have a horrible habit of wandering off while waiting for your parent, somehow managing to find yourself in the stranger possible places. how you end up there, nobody who has to look for you ever really knows, but you usually end up finding at least one person who will—if nothing else—tolerate you.
the youngest of the Harbingers is the easiest to survive and get along with. Childe likes you, and knows how to keep you entertained while he somewhat awkwardly waits to see if anyone will arrive to look for you. admittedly, he likes it whenever you pop up, finding you a good little distraction, and you think his bow is cool to watch when he uses it. you think it's just the fact that he's so good with it that makes it so interesting, and he's very supportive when you tell him all of the stuff you don't get to tell anyone. it's not that Childe is constantly waiting to feed his interest nor does he always care a lot but he certainly makes it sounds like he does and it sounds very much like he's proud of you for even your minor achievements. are you hungry? he can get you food if you need and makes sure you're shockingly well taken care of and there's not a scratch on you when you leave. he even has you calling him big bro at some point though where that came from nobody is really sure.
on a very different note, Arlecchino is at first very confused by you, then quite soft. she does not coddle you, but she is never particularly aggressive towards you, initially believing that you were looking specifically for her for some reason. after all, what else would make a small child pull at her overcoat? she does begin to wonder where you came from, and was very impressive to you, though she warns you not to grab at her clothes too much. by her own words "Something might bite you" thought that really refers to whatever weapon she keeps, referring to it in a way a child would easily understand. she lets you sit with her while you wait, but warns you once more this time not to wander, sometimes letting you take her hand and guide her to pat your head and play with your hair.
admittedly, you are not what one might call the the most popular with the banker, though he gives you little trinkets and more frequently gives you mora to look at. he gifts you loose mora so much that you run off to him when there's something you want but can't afford, and of course he notices though you think you're so slick. Pantalone starts to give you more money, as long as you keep showing up, looking and learning all the things he wants to show you. he wouldn't indulge your greed so much if it didn't give him what was an opportunity. he finds fostering your curiosity is much easier than squandering it and when you want to see the many things you simply cannot afford while living on the salary of a lowly fatuu you've picked the best option for who to go to. someday you're going to need the knowledge he happily provides, and who better to learn from than the richest man in Teyvat? wait, what do you mean you barely understood a word of it?!
above all else you think La Signora is very beautiful, and really you just want to follow the pretty lady around even if she tries to pretend she doesn't notice you at first. your persistence got so annoying she was forced to turn around and try to figure out what you want, touching your face and observing your features to see if she recognises them. of course she doesn't. she has no idea who the hell you are, or where you came from or what you want. strangely there's this endearment to you, like she can't quite bring herself to get rid of you even if she's not over the moon about you insisting on holding her hand and going wherever she goes.
easily one of the most fun to bother is Sandrone, who may have been a little on the eager side to have someone who could act as a test user for at least a few of her automatons for her. if even a child could understand the instructions, surely grown adults would have no problem right? you make a great play tester, often finding several of them piled up just for you to play with. she knows you can't stop your wandering, you'll continue to come back to see her--her inadvertent bribery that she'll have cool toys to play with ready for you to seek her out. admittedly not all of your critiques make it in, mostly the ones that don't actually apply to their purpose as she has you believing they're just harmless toys with coincidental abilities. she is generally quite benevolent towards you however, always acting as if she really will accept them in a heartbeat. she always keeps you well taken care of too.
perhaps the most shocking reaction of all is Scaramouche who is…unexpectedly nice to you. for someone supposed to be bold and generally disliked, he sure is nice in letting you crawl all over him and ask your thousand questions. he fusses over you in that odd caring way, though never what you'd call particularly sweet about it. he buttons your coat for you when he doesn't want you to get cold and lets you hide under his hat from the snow. Scaramouche often sits you in his lap as he finds something to talk to you about whether it be school or home, all a ploy to keep you still perhaps, but if for some reason he doesn't enjoy your conversations-- well, you certainly don't notice. he does greatly enjoy it in fact, a little more than he cares to admit even to you.
talking at all to Pulcinella is like talking to your Grandfather as he comes to recognise you well, greeting you with a ruffle of your hair as he asks if you've gotten bigger. you haven't gotten bigger, and he's really not all that good at picking you up, but he certainly tries and you try to pretend your feet are more than an inch off the ground. perhaps manhandling simply isn't his strong suit. still you enjoy all the candy he has laying around, and the little gadgets you find around his office which haven't had a use in twenty years. a bit of interest to them doesn't exactly make them useful, and the things you really like are always the ones you can't touch like the little tin of rolled up papers secured with a rubber band and some suspicious stuff you can't discern, but he has many stories to tell of these things all to keep you distracted from the fact you got your hands on a tobacco tin and specifically cannot use it.
strangely the least opposed but most confused by you being around is Capitano, who cannot seem to simply scare you off at a glance and therefore has to wonder why you're here at all, where are your parents? you definitely don't work here. you must be cold, hungry? did you drink enough water today? he finds himself starkly confused as to why you just wander around him, can't seem to find an ounce of sense in you as you don't turn tail and run, and while he lets you sit on his lap when you get too tired he does not appreciate having to pull your hands away from his helmet all the time. maybe he should let you just to deter you after you almost get your hand bitten off. something about the way you still hug him tightly before you leave, or how you'll just dangle off your arm, even the way that you will appear in the most inconvenient situations and he'll just hook you under his arm and cart you off somewhere with him he knows is safe. of course you think this is the most fun you've ever had but on the other hand he really wishes you would show up at a time when he's not occupied.
to Columbina you are just the cutest little thing, drawn to the sound of her voice, though that is only what first leads you to find her by chance. she does not specifically take care of you so much as pamper you, playing with your hair and sitting you by her side to keep you company. you like to turn her hair and the ornaments in her hair, all which make you say she's like a pretty dove. she knows someone will come to find you, but in the meantime she is focused on settling you down to stop your wandering. she lets you cuddle up to her, lulling you to sleep with a pretty song that calms you down. you're much easier to watch that way. it keeps you from wandering, something she notices you must have a habit of considering you found her in the first place. it doesn't matter how full of energy you were when you walked in, always finding yourself curled up, head resting on her shoulder as you drift off to sleep rather quickly.
you are not exactly granted the warmest welcome by the Doctor, in fact you become terrified of Dottore the second he notices you've found your way inside and accidentally mistakes you for one of his test subjects. of course that makes you turning tail and running off seem quite suspicious, though you're also not very hard to catch. all of your squirming is expected, barely even stopping him very much at all. thankfully Dottore wasn't born yesterday, and the large stuffed animal you carry around and the clothes you wear are fairly indicative of the fact that you're probably not one of his subjects after all once he gets a better look at you. though it's hard to ease your shaking and wipe your tears when you're not eager to listen. he's not exactly the best with children either, though you do eventually come around once he figures out what to do, letting you cuddle up to him while he stroke your back to soothe you just in case you happen to be well liked by anyone he's not keen to annoy--rare chance but never impossible. you're not exactly eager to spend time loitering around there once he sets you back on your feet and watches you run off, but rare is not impossible.
how you even managed to find your way to Pierro is beyond even him, as the sudden opening of his door is usually met with a glare, though the sight of an empty space where a person would usually be prompts him to look down just to be sure. suffice it to say he's not exactly happy to have some little ankle biter running around headquarters, but he doesn't really have time to drop everything and scoop you up to march you back wherever you came from. you have to sit still and wait. Pierro should've foreseen you crawling around his feet to get under his desk and treating it like a hidey hole--being there in the first place should've indicated to some degree that you're not particularly into the idea of patience. his numerous attempts to catch you by your arm and hold you still don't work either, just resulting in you giggling and running off to some other corner where you get into something you shouldn't. he knows damn well all of his attempts are only encouraging you, and he's a glad to finally watch you give up, possibly just because you got bored-- but whatever the reason, watching you crawl back under his feet to fit between the little space in between him and his desk lets him breathe a sigh of relief and go back to working for a little white longer while you wait for him to go find whoever you belong to.
suffice it to say whoever was looking for you is sufficiently horrified by the time they find you, but that doesn't seem to be too unusual to you.
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Smut Headcanons - Signora & Arlecchino
A/N: The smut version of the spooky Halloween special. If evil, why hot? CW: Unhealthy/toxic relationships, Arlecchino being scary, manipulation, conditioning, hard femdom, humiliation, degradation, collars, pegging, cbt, estim.
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For Signora, power is the name of the game. 
She can safely consider herself one of the most powerful politicians of the Fatui, meaning she has thousands of men underneath her in the hierarchy. But controlling one, so very handsome, so privately? It's far, far more exciting than any kind of malicious trick she can pull on her underlings. 
It's obvious who is in power here. La Signora, The Fair Lady, being a pleasure toy for a man? Simply unthinkable.
To keep this dynamic in mind, you'll always be naked during playtime, while she will be clothed (to a reasonable degree of course). Her outfit usually includes her favorite, very expensive fur stole, a delicate and slightly tight lingerie bra to hold up her massive tits, and a pair of panties - all of them the darkest shade of black, of course. It perfectly contrasts with her fair skin, and when one size too small, it makes your male brain melt at the sight of those curves. 
Another piece of clothing she's fond of are her long, black, silk gloves. They are very thin, enough so that you can feel the warmth of her hands, but not the softness of her skin. And they stay on at all times. Did you seriously think she would touch your dirty cock with her bare hands?
And don't you dare cum on her, or any piece of her clothing. You are permitted to spill your filth only on yourself or the floor. If you fail to follow this simple instruction, you will find yourself liking your own seed clean. 
Signora prefers you naked, but she gladly puts a collar around your neck. She tightens it to give you a reminder of who you belong to, and adds a leash for some extra power over you.
Signora enjoys a good dose of bullying, and she has many interesting ways of making you tremble with embarrassment before her. 
The main one is depriving you of pussy. Sure, you get it during 'normal' sex, when either of you are too tired, or just not in the mood to do the standard routine, but it's generally a reward. 
She likes to see you desperate, so expect to be offered a hard aphrodisiac before the session begins. That, in connection with edging or a short chastity term, brings out the most desperate, painfully horny male she so likes to observe. 
Since her slit is a reward, most of the time you'll get a fleshlight instead. She'll watch, mouth agape, blushed with fingers knuckle deep in her cunt as you fuck the rubber pussy, whining and moaning so pathetically. Sometimes, when Signora feels the need to humiliate you even more than usual, she will make you fuck the fleshlight right on top of her pussy. The face you pull, knowing that her warm, wet hole is right there and still being unable to fuck it, is priceless. 
If Signora feels especially nasty, she will give you just a pillow to satisfy yourself. Watching you hump it, whining and cringing at your own desperation, gives her the strongest orgasms.
Although she enjoys some real cock every now and then, The Fair Lady doesn't care that much about having normal sex. She's far more into fulfilling her own kinks, which gives her the sort of pleasure fucking can't compare to. 
Why even ask for that when her paizuri skills are the best in all of Teyvat? If you behave, you'll finally see that tight bra dropped, and your dick buried in those amazing, fat globes. Signiora knows what she's doing - she'll be using lube and breaking up the standard stroking with some creative techniques that absolutely short circuit your brain with pleasure. A reward must be as thorough as a punishment, so Signora will edge you - not right to the edge so it doesn't feel disappointing when she stops - but more than enough to significantly prolong the experience. 
Should you moan and beg nicely enough while fucking the rubber pussy or dry humping, she might even give you a hand in getting yourself off. Signora may be a quiet woman, but she enjoys when her sub is loud. And she will make you moan if you're naturally quiet. 
She has her techniques. The main thing is to enhance the pleasure. Chastity, edging or drugs all do a great job in making you desperate, and thus more sensitive. She will order you to moan then, and after enough such training, your brain will make the right connections, making you moan naturally. She will train you as long as it is necessary.
But what if you don't listen to her orders? You cum when and where she didn't ask you to, or don't moan enough? Well, the punishments are rough and quite difficult to endure.
Signora has an affinity for hurting others, and it shows. Of course, you won't be hurt in an unfun way. You'll give her the limits, and she will make the most out of them.
The simplest way to hurt a man is to target his balls. It's a low hanging fruit, yes, but it gets her soaking wet when you tremble in her hands. She prefers the more refined way to deliver your torment - slapping, squeezing, or especially using her heels to make you cry.
Pegging is a punishment with her. After a rough fingering as prep time, you will be made to get on your hands and knees and take her studded cock. She's quite good at it - her hips work amazingly, having the dummy cock pleasure your prostate with every thrust, making you moan and whine at the relentless stimulation. Too bad, as Signora loves to humiliate you while pegging, especially if you cum. 
"You call yourself a man, cumming from just being fucked in the ass? You really are pathetic~" 
And then she'll fuck you post orgasm, just to hear you whine and beg even more. 
Her Delusion isn't off limits either. Cooling down her finger and dragging it over your exposed, oh so sensitive head brings out the most pitiful, sexiest noises from you.
Extra enjoyment (for her) comes from spanking you. Painting your ass red with a cane or a whip, forcing you to moan, groan and whimper satisfies her sadistic side quite thoroughly, and gives you a painful reminder of the consequences of disobeying her.
Expect your hands to be tied during punishment. She loves to see you struggle against the bonds when she works on you, but would rather not be interrupted while administering the torture. 
Signora will take great care to respect your limits. If she didn't, you would surely deny her all the freedom to do what she wants with you, losing her a very entertaining toy. 
Oh, and because she loves you. That too. 
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For an onlooker, being with Arlecchino might look fairly normal, all things considered. Most of the time it's just vanilla sex with, surprisingly, her being the bottom. 
But all of that? Just because she trained you so well.
She admires your masculinity, she really does. Your stoic approach to life makes you a pillar she can rely on, both emotionally and professionally, and your body never fails to set hers ablaze. 
That's precisely why she does all of this. She loves your masculinity, she loves you. The Knave wants you all to herself, she wants you to be at her beck and call, she wants to control this strength, to have it satisfy her urges whenever she wants to. 
Control. This is what she desires. Control not only over your soul, but over your body as well. 
Arlecchino made this clear when you first got to this level of intimacy. And, quite foolishly, you agreed. But, really, how could you have resisted her unnatural, demonic allure?
Ordering you around wasn't enough for her. And so, she trained you to cum on command.
It took a lot of training, true, but for her? It was all worth it. She would pleasure you with a sleeve, and give you a countdown. If you finished at her mark, she would praise you and give you a fulfilling orgasm - certainly those were some of the best ever.
If you came too early, she would ruin your orgasm and lock your dick in chastity for the rest of the day. The pent up lust would be enough of an encouragement to do better next time. 
The punishment for being too late was far worse. Instead of denying you, Arlecchino would force you to cum. And then one more time. And one more. And once more. And again, until you were crying, begging her to stop with tears in your eyes. 
Enough said, after more than a dozen of such 'tough love' training sessions, your cock adjusted to her pace and you were able to cum whenever she told you to. This allows you to experience simultaneous orgasms, which are absolutely breathtaking. So, maybe this journey, filled with denial and post orgasm torture, was worth it…?
Another of her ideas was to control when you get hard. Believing that direct, harsh punishments for not meeting her expectations were more effective than words, Arlecchino connected an electrode to your nut sack and got to experimenting. 
She wanted to see if she can condition you to harden only to her. She used the prettiest courtesans money could buy, and zapped your balls if you did get excited. 
This was not a fun time. 
Even if the experiment didn't succeed, she did manage to teach you to control your arousal more. So much so that you couldn't resist only direct stimulation, but always got hard at her own slightest suggestion. A great achievement, if you ask her. 
Sometimes you fail to do precisely what she wants, or maybe even playfully stand up to her. In such cases, Arlecchino will be sure to administer a swift and severe punishment, always including your balls. It's the simplest way. Your lustful, male mind will get the message if she hurts your precious little jewels.
The torture includes squeezing them, pressing them between her two fingers with metal claws on, standing on them with the nails of her heels or, most terribly, crushing them with a toy. 
Just to keep things interesting, Arlecchino regularly switches up the torture device. Once it is two flat glass panes, sometimes it's a narrow, workshop press, and sometimes it's spiked. 
Although seeing you in pain doesn't bring her satisfaction, the way your whole body acts when she is punishing you is very… arousing. When the crusher is on, Arlecchino likes to sit over you, passionately making out with you. It's a little one-sided, as kissing her is notably difficult when your vulnerable balls are being pressed so tightly they turn white, but it never bothers her. More - it turns her on even more when your lips tremble, your body shivers or your speech becomes a flurry of pleas and cries. 
The mix of fear and arousal is what rings her bells. She tends to randomly bite your dick while giving blowjobs - not hard to actually hurt you, but her teeth are sharp enough to really make you feel it. It doesn't help that her tongue is just as agile as she is eloquent. Arlecchino loves to take your cock in her mouth and look you straight in the eyes, see the mix of fear and arousal, and feel your hot length throb in confusion. 
When you'll be trained to a satisfactory degree, Arlecchino will go back to more vanilla sessions. You might be the top, but make no mistake - she is the one in charge. Just one word from her is enough to make you change holes or positions, and a short countdown never fails to force your body to climax. You also know well not to do certain things - spanking her or being rough when unprompted can lead to a swift and severe punishment. 
The penalties are for your own good, she says. Arlecchino claims that she doesn't enjoy hurting you, and that the torture is as painful to her as it is to you. Still, her moans and the speed at which she fingers herself while you suffer paint a different picture. 
The majority of these sessions are fun to some degree, but sometimes Arlecchino can be very cruel. Can you say no? Well, in theory - yes. But is it a good idea to refuse her? Even if she claims she will be okay with that, you still have the stories in mind. Stories about how even her favorite subordinates could be sacked after one single failure, and vanish without a trace in the following weeks. She claims you're her first lover, but you can't for the life of you find proof for that statement. Nobody wants to utter a word about her previous lovers, even if a large bribe is on the table. The Knave did kill in the past, and with her own hands at that. Who says her previous interests couldn't be the targets of her wrath?
What's worse is that you're enthralled by her, emotionally and physically. This woman, a constant uncertainty of intentions, has you by the balls - both literally and figuratively.
Maybe it's better, then, to focus on the good, grit your teeth, open your legs and let her have her amusement.
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🎃Happy Halloween!🎃
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