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portcakess · 6 months

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Sweet Tooth Dottore . ⋆ੈ✩‧₊˚ೃ༄

HC: I'd like to imagine that the feared Second harbinger, Dottore, has a HUGE sweet tooth with no consequences

a/n: this is my first story and headcanon here! please IM TRYING MY BEST

Like what the Raiden Shogun said, "Cavities are no big deal — you can just replace your teeth." Which is the case for Dottore.

He's one of the smartest, most knowledgeable, beings in Teyvat and has conducted countless experiments on others and himself. Surely the Doctor definitely has modified parts of his body. He doesn't replace his organic parts with pure metal covered in synthetic, close to life, skin. That's what his segments are for. Instead what he did is create some sort of serum or potion that allows his teeth to grow back. Perhaps he being the genius he is extracted that ability from a shark, modified it to be able to work on his own body.

You are quite fond of his natural sharp teeth, you think its endearing, sometimes out of pure impulse and much to his irritation, you like to cup his cheeks then spread them open with your thumbs to shape his lips to a smile (more like a grimace from his unwillingness to be part of your shenanigans), in the middle of kissing then proceeding to open his jaw to examine his sharp teeth. No matter how much you see them, you couldn't get enough. He doesn't have it in him to stop you, he's quite fond of that focused and fascinated expression you have plastered on your face when you're interested in something, much more when he's that subject.

What horrifies you is when he would out of nowhere yank out a tooth from his mouth. You two could be hanging out in his lab, he could be in the middle of an experiment, mid conversation, and he wouldn't hesitate or even tell you moments before he yanks out a tooth, insisting that he felt a small ache, immediately recognized it was a cavity and needed to purge the distraction. All while some blood dribbles out of his mouth. Don't worry! It grows back in 10 minutes!

Teeth aside, now onto the cause of his concerning habits.

Fortunately, he doesn't have to worry about any health issues asides from mild cavities that don't even get the chance to develop much. He's immune to every disease and every possible health related problem.

Unfortunately for you, you were still pure 100% human and can be prone to any disease out there. Being the normal human being you are in contrary to your lover, you can't help but also feel horrified when you see Dottore put at least 12 tablespoons of sugar in his drink of choice. 10 teaspoons on a good day. He doesnt sleep often, unless you somehow miraculously convince him to sleep with you that night. He needs all the sugar on top of SOME coffee to keep his mind functioning sufficiently for his experiments and research.

"Would you like some coffee with your sugar?"

Recall that one time, he received a not so satisfactory report from one of his segments due to some unfortunate circumstances in their mission. His expression one moment clouded over with irritation and mild rage, then the next moment much calmer when you, who had been sitting on the office desk with your back faced to the segment during his meeting, had fed him a spoonful of the parfait you had happened to be eating.

From that day onward, the segments make sure to inform you before their creator if their mission went badly just so you could prepare some desserts for your boyfriend so that he doesn't end up possibly wiping out any of the segments you're quite fond of upon hearing the news.

Bonus++

If he cooks for you, which is already a rare occasion on its own. He makes two separate batches for the each of you. One of his batches would follow the normal, healthy amount of sweet that he followed from what he knows or from a recipe, then the other...would be for him, certainly much much sweeter than yours. You dont mind it too much, him constantly eating sweets makes his lips taste like candy!

#dottore #zandik #genshin #hc #first #i hope ill do okay #my first time #genshin x reader #sweet tooth #he's just a sharky boy #dottore x reader #zandik x reader #fatui #harbingers #dottore being soft #soft dottore

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tavvattales · 2 years

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may i ask for dottore and columbina (separately) w a f! reader who constantly needs reassurance?:((

I'm Proud of You

GENSHIN IMPACT Character x Fem!Reader Headcanons

Characters: Il Dottore, Columbina(separate)

Pairings: Il Dottore x Fem!Reader, Columbina x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Insecure reader

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"Il Dottore" Zandik

Pacing around, you felt unusually anxious. Taking notice of this, Zandik looks up from the work on his desk, putting his pen down, "My sweet Dove, is something amiss?" he sweetly asks, folding his hands underneath his chin.

Feeling tears starting to sting at the corners of your eyes, you swallow the lump in your throat, "I just...I feel inadequate, like I'm going around in circles, not really accomplishing anything," you confess quietly, now fighting back the tears that threatened to fall.

Getting up from his desk, he strides over to you, lifting your chin, and with his thumb, he dries your tears, smiling affectionately at you. Taking off his mask, his soft crimson gaze catches yours,

"Princess...you are far from inadequate. Look at how far you've come. I'm so proud of you, so stand with courage."

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Columbina

Feeling discouraged, you tug on Columbina's sleeve causing her to turn around with a head tilt, "Is everything okay, Darling?" she affectionately asks, grasping your hands and taking notice of your downcast expression. Pulling you into a warm embrace you can't hold your tears back anymore.

Sobbing quietly into her dress, she makes circles around your back, giving you a sense of safety, "I'm sorry, " you say quietly between broken sobs, "I feel like I'm not enough, 'Bina..." you confide, clutching onto her.

Columbina pulls away from the hug, looking you in the eye and smiling softly at you she places a gentle kiss atop your forehead. Quickly wiping your tears away with her sleeves she lets out a quiet sigh,

"You are enough. You will always be enough. Don't you fret, my darling girl; I love you and that's more than enough for me."

#rebby rambles #rebby replies #rebby writes #genshin impact #genshin impact fandom #genshin impact fanfic #genshin impact fluff #genshin imagines #genshin scenarios #il dottore #dottore x reader #dottore x you #dottore fluff #genshin dottore #dottore #soft dottore #columbina #genshin columbina

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trlyua · 1 year

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hi! i hope youre having a good day!

i saw your introduction post and the characters you listed are also my favourites (cant wait to break my bank for alhaitham and his signature weapon TuT)!

i just wanted to pop in and ask you about your opinion on soft!dottore because i've been obsessed with the concept for a while. a crazed, manic, knowledge hungry doctor/scientist who will do anything to achieve his results, but will never hurt his darling and is the softest most wholesome man when it comes to darling. i'm sure this version of dottore is wildly unpopular bc i barely see soft dottore fics/prompts around. what do you think? and also, do you have your own perception of him?

hi hello anon, i hope you're having a good day as well! <3

GOODLUCK ON GETTING HAITHAM AND HIS SIG WEAPON(i plan to get them both too) <3

this is the first time someone ask me and i did not prepare for anything AND IDK WHERE TO START.

and pls soft!dottore got me blushing giggling kicking my feet. to think of him being soft only around his darling is endearing to me. him being mean towards everyone but his darling and it's his only weakness. if anything happens to his darling, he would blame himself for not protecting them

i think i should just write smth about how i think soft!dottore would be around his darling. I'll post it after this, no worries!

#dottore #dottore x you #dottore fluff #dottore headcanons #soft dottore #genshin impact #genshin #genshin dottore #dottore genshin

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wrenhyperfixates · 10 months

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You expected your first kiss with Dottore to be hot, passionate, so rushed your teeth would clash against each other as your tongues hungrily battled for dominance.

It wasn’t.

The tired doctor had sat in his desk chair in a rare moment of exhaustion-laden vulnerability, with your figure hovering over his. No words were passed between you, but you stood close enough for his head to tilt up and be mere inches from yours. Close enough that neither of you had to lean too far over to reach the other.

Your first kiss with Dottore was soft and gentle, but not so short that you had to wonder if you’d really kissed him at all. His lips lingered against yours for long enough that you would not soon forget their warmth.

Like a moth gently landing on your hand and resting for a spell. That’s what the kiss felt like. For a man usually so sure and definitive in his actions, his hands came surprisingly unsteadily up to cup your face, to keep you there for just a moment, to convey everything he so desperately yearned to.

And you with your hands at the nape of his neck, playing with the light blue hair that rested there, melted into the moment. Into the feeling of chapped lips. Into the feeling of unspoken confessions. Into the feeling of hot breath tickling your skin. Into the feeling of longing.

Your first kiss with Dottore was nothing like what you expected, but it was all you needed.

#pov you’re trying to sleep but you’re plagued by thoughts of this man #dottore x reader #dottore genshin impact #dottore #skrunkly doctor man 🩵#genshin impact #genshin fanfic #I am so soft for this man

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catscidr · 3 months

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hi.. hello... may I request a dottore fic w/chronically ill reader? chronically ill as in, can't get enough sleep due to pain, doesn't clean themselves/shower, or doesn't eat a lot due to the pain and loss of appetite.

this part is a bit self indulgent but maybe reader can't walk properly due to it and needs assistance by dottore (or his segments) to hold her hand and let her cling onto them as they walk?

absolutely understandable if not! hope you have a good day :) 🕊

yes!! absolutely!! (included this other ask too bc i felt they were similar enough) im sorry i disappeared for a bit, life happened and this and that and i didn't have time to write and when i did i just.... couldn't write LOLヽ(；▽；) i don't have a chronic illness so i did my best with what i had (google and my own experiences with body pains n stuff(?) ) so pls lmk if there's like. any wording i should change and whatnot. big smoochies to u nonnie i hope this makes you feel at least a little better ♡♡ ⸝⸝⸝⸝⸝⸝ cw: a whole lotta fluff, established relationship, dottore is probably a little ooc bc he's very soft, him and The Clones are doting on reader HARD. reader is shorter than the men includes: fem reader, dottore and his segments (Omega is the oldest, Delta is webttore, Iota is the youngest), Columbina is mentioned, fatui npcs are also mentioned wc: 2,3k

The doctor was infamous for being cruel, aloof and barbaric. From his experiments to his way of treating his coworkers, practically everyone that worked in the Fatui wanted nothing to do with him, since even if they happened to not get on his bad side, even being associated with him meant other members of the organization would look at them funny. The only people the Harbinger spoke to daily, apart from you, were his many segments.

The same couldn’t be said for you though. When you could, you’d spend time with Viktor or Ekaterina whenever they were in Snezhnaya, hang out with Damselette when she was free or simply just make small talk with anyone willing to stop by for a chat. Unfortunately, you haven’t been able to enjoy other people’s presence since your body’s been feeling quite sluggish as of late, exhaustion seeping into your limbs much quicker than it should. Your predicament made it so that you were confined to the four walls of your room most days, human interaction being limited to Dottore and his clones.

Not that you particularly minded, since they were an entertaining bunch. Dottore took care of you most of the time, but since his job was quite demanding, he couldn’t be there for you all the time. Which is where his segments came in.

“The soup isn’t that hot, and I already blew on it! Just eat already,” Delta grumbles loudly, his patience wearing thin as it made way for aggressive worry to take place. You stick your tongue out at him, a tired and petty act of rebellion despite your situation.

“I dare you to take a sip. For sure it’ll be able to melt your mechanic tongue right off,” you huff in annoyance, both from the minimal hours of sleep you’d been getting and your own patience coming to an end. The man makes a tsk sound, torn between wanting to prove you wrong by humoring your suggestion or wanting to just grab an ice cube and tossing it in the bowl in malicious compliance. He doesn’t have time to decide though, because two people come into your room right as he opened his mouth to reply.

“Prime told me to check in on you,” Omega says as he breaches the doorframe. “You’re taking too long.” he adds, crossing his arms. The older segment stares down at his maskless coworker, lips curling down in a frown. Delta scowls, readjusting himself on your bed- he was sitting to your right, his legs thrown over the side of the bed. He glances over his shoulder at the interruption, scowl now much more genuine as he glares daggers at the older segment.

“I would have been back a long time ago if someone,” he doesn’t hide the way his eyes glance over at your sulking form, “had cooperated with me.” Still holding up the spoon he had tried to feed you previously, he lowers it into the bowl while gesturing for Omega to come closer. The latter walks over to the bed calmly while Iota saunters over to your left side, chatting up a storm about how he’s missed you and asking when you’ll be joining them back in the lab again.

“Maybe if you knew how to speak to women,” the oldest taunts, lips curling into a small grin, the only feature visible on his masked face. You giggle as Delta bites back an insult, purposely ignoring his superior to instead try to make you get something in your system one more time.

“Where’s Dottore?” you ask the Omega segment, turning your face away from Delta. The latter glares at you, handing over the bowl of soup to the other man. Iota suggests feeding you but is quickly dismissed by the other two, much to his dismay.

“Busy. Although he said he would come by to test something, if I recall correctly... didn’t mention what it was, though,” the masked segment says, blowing on a spoonful of soup to cool it off. You nod, eating the spoonful when Omega presents it to you, earning a look of disbelief from Delta. “How are you feeling today?” the oldest asks, tuning out Delta’s many choice words aimed at him. You do the same, focused on eating and taking your time swallowing the food so as to not upset your already sensitive stomach.

“Could be better,” you respond with a sigh. “I feel pain... everywhere. And I’m tired but I can’t sleep,” you add between spoonfuls. Omega nods, letting you rant as he silently listens to you while subtly observing the way your chest heaves up and down, as if your lungs were working overtime to accommodate to an elevated heart rate.

He hums, dipping the spoon in the bowl to feed you again. You shake your head at him and put a hand up in front of your mouth, your brows creasing your forehead. The clone doesn’t push further and instead hands Iota the unfinished bowl of food, quietly asking for him to put it away. The young boy nods eagerly, happy to be of use as he scurries away. Delta follows after him to make sure he doesn’t break anything, but glances behind his shoulder to take one last look at you, worry obvious on his usually irked face.

“How long has it been since Prime has last given your previous dose of aspirin?” he asks, leaning closer to you to push your hair out of your face. Expression scrunched up in discomfort from the sudden food intake, you make a noise of discontentment, a vague answer to his question. He frowns but doesn’t voice his displeasure aloud, instead comforting you through your nausea. Noticing pearls of sweat beading up on your hairline, Omega pulls your bed sheets away slightly, making you more comfortable.

“Can you try swallowing for me?” he asks gently, tilting his head forward and to the side to look at your throat. It takes you a hot second but after some struggle you do as he instructed and swallow, your throat bobbing up as you do, and the segment hums in satisfaction. “Good,” he murmurs quietly, placing one hand on your shoulder to help you straighten your back.

“Let me help you up. Hold onto my hand for me?” Omega asks, helping you slip out of bed, putting a strong arm under yours to help you stand up. You wordlessly interlock your fingers into his own and wobble slightly, knees weak and devoid of strength, but he holds you up, bending his own knees slightly to accommodate your height. The wave of nausea comes and goes, making your legs unsteady as the clone helps you walk towards the bathroom connected to your bedroom.

Delta comes back without Iota in tow and immediately notices your discomfort. His legs work faster than his mind and he’s to your left in the blink of an eye, supporting your weight as well to help you and Omega out. The three of you reach the sink counter and as the oldest helps you sit up on it, Delta squints at his fellow clone.

“Can one of you get my bucket,” you manage to croak out between deep breaths, head slumped forward to rest against Omega’s shoulder. While he rubs soothing circles on your back Delta quickly grabs the bucket you kept in your room, footsteps as silent as he could as to not disturb you. You murmur a quiet thank you to him, sitting up to the best of your ability as you shoot him a grateful smile.

“Are you feeling well enough to bathe or are you still lightheaded?” Omega asks, one of his gloved hands coming up to your forehead. He feels some heat seep through the leather fabric but waits for your answer nonetheless, crimson eyes covered by his mask staring into you. You nod, leaning into the coolness of his hand.

“Mmhyeah, jus’ help me out a bit,” you mumble sleepily, exhaustion taking over your nausea. Delta doesn't need to be told twice as he turns on the tap to fill up the bath, keeping a hand beneath it to make the sound of water splashing in the tub quieter to avoid bothering you.

✧✧✧

With a towel resting over your head and newfound energy flowing through your limbs, you saunter into your partner’s main lab to find him. Omega had left shortly after you finished bathing, begrudgingly telling you that he had to go back to work- but Delta stayed with you long enough to keep you company while you let your eyes rest. He gave you some painkillers- nothing like what Dottore gave you to keep the pain at bay, but it worked as a temporary solution- and you felt energized enough to leave your bedroom to get ahold of Dottore.

Delta walked behind you, not wanting to go back to the laboratory just yet but the last thing he wanted was to leave you alone, his mind working up a multitude of scenarios in which you’d get hurt. Although he was all bark and no bite, he still cared about you immensely- more than he’d ever admit. He watches your hair drip water onto the pristine white tiles as you walk and steps on the water with his boots, smudging the liquid to wipe it away.

“Dottore!” you exclaim happily, eyes lighting up when you finally catch sight of the familiar mop of blue hair paired with his matching tired eyes and scarred skin adorning his face. The Harbinger looks up from his work, eyes displaying a mix of surprise and something akin to irritation- a result from catching him off guard.

“Darling,” he says softly, quietly enough that you barely catch the loving nickname slipping past his chapped lips. “Did you eat?” he asks, brushing the dirt off his hands on his slacks. You engulf his torso in a warm hug, immediately comforted by the familiar faint scent of his cologne and whatever cleaning supply he used in his lab. He returns the hug gently and Delta looks away immediately, flustered at the sight of his boss being publicly affectionate.

You respond with a muffled mhm, refusing to pull away. “Didn’t eat much but it was something. Omega ‘n Delta helped me bathe. Took something for the pain. Now I’m here,” you summarize, face still smushed against him. He hums in approval, but concern still creases his brows as he uses one of his hands to rub up your back and the other to dry off your hair completely using the towel on your head. Delta murmurs an excuse before leaving the premises, not able to withstand the pda.

“You shouldn’t be out of bed,” he says sternly but softly. “I’m working on something that’ll help you in the long run, it’ll do you good to allow your body to recuperate as much as it can. Have you been sleeping alright?”

You slump against him. Of course he’d notice how tired you were even if he couldn’t see your face.

“...No,” you mumble. He doesn’t respond, but you feel his head moving as he looks around his workspace, seemingly looking for something. He lets out a quiet aha when he does and he brings his arms down to your shoulders to push you away.

“I have something you can take to help you sleep. You shouldn’t feel nauseous nor dizzy when you take it as well,” Dottore says, immediately talking about the possible complications before you can even open your mouth to refuse his offer. “I tested it out myself,” he adds, lips curling into a small smile when he sees your face change from a pout to bewilderment.

“You? The great Dottore, ex-scholar of the Akademiya, willingly taking medication to make him sleep? You never get rest, and you expect me to believe you when you talk about sleeping medication?” you say with an amused scoff. Dottore raises a brow at your teasing but doesn’t comment on it, instead he chooses to brush his pointer finger’s knuckle beneath your eyes.

“You should believe me because I never get rest, my love,” he says fondly. “And because your dark circles are so prominent, I could probably see them from the other side of the laboratory.” he adds. You huff but lean into his touch, eyes drooping from the burst of energy catching up on your body. You hear him chuckle under his breath as he shifts his body to grab the medication in question and a syringe with a sterilized needle, preparing the equipment to administer it to you.

“If you get an adequate amount of rest, I’ll take two days off work to take care of you properly. How does that sound?” he asks lightly, flicking the syringe to let out any air bubbles out. You look away with furrowed brows and roll your eyes, but still give him your arm.

“Now you’re just trying to bait me,” you say, looking at him from the corner of your eyes. He shrugs, not arguing with your accusation because you were technically right. When he’s done with the syringe you feel his arms wrap around you, the warmth of his body making you sigh pleasantly.

You can’t tell what it is that makes your body grow so incredibly tired so suddenly; if it was the medication, the strain on your body or if it was because you just felt that comfortable in Dottore’s arms, but you didn’t really care. As you felt Dottore move you to one of his couches, you reach out to grab onto his sleeve to keep him nearby.

He complies, crouching to be at your level as you crack your eyes open to look at him. You murmur a quiet love you and shut your eyes contentedly, smiling softly once you feel his lips make contact with your forehead as you hear him clearly say I love you too back.

#୧ ‧₊˚orderup!#dottore x reader #dottore x you #genshin x reader #genshin x you #dottore x fem!reader #dottore x afab reader #il dottore x you #il dottore x reader #uuauaoaoaoghghhh i love soft dottore #IM WRITING THE ASKS IN MY INBOX I SWEAR

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kiwicidios · 5 months

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ᅠᅠ࣪ᅠ　　𓈒　 🧊🥛 ｡ ❘❙　

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fatuismooches · 2 months

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Been thinking about Dottore and the segments being able to be a bit more rougher with fragile reader...

Naturally, due to your illness, your body probably can't handle anything too strenuous or rough treatment, you need to be treated with special care. Which is obviously a tall order, especially for the younger segments. The only time gentle comes into their body is when someone needs to be very carefully dissected. But they also do not want Prime to terminate them for putting a single scratch on you. So they kind of have to grow into the role bit by bit, but it gets easier when you initiate first. They'll just attempt to copy your movements. But an awkwardly placed hand on you somewhere is commonplace in the beginning.

But my point is Reader reaching a point where it's okay to no longer treat them too much like glass. Of course, precautions must still be made, but it's still a wonderful feeling. You can playfully punch a segment and get a little push back. Okay, now that I'm writing this I can't actually think of more examples. Perhaps the segments can also leave you some tasks and duties that they no longer have to watch over you for. Perhaps helping him with his research. Perhaps playfully starting a pillow fight but then getting knocked out cold accidentally by Webttore. I don't know. I think they'd start teasing you a lot more once you've reached this stage.

#smooches talks #dottore love notes <3 #fragile reader <3 #i go yippee!!!#as much as i like being soft with them i want them to put me in a chokehold for teasing them!! (lovingly of course)#i sniff and hang my head as they put me on paperwork duty as punishment...#i run away while webttore chases me with those flying metal thingies as training

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daylite-writes · 2 months

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please please please please pleaseeeeeeeeeeee continue the sagau, its so good!!!!!!!!

Hnggg okay since y’all asked nicely, here’s the next part (pt 1 here) that I originally had partially written. This is legit the rest of it, so I have no more prepped after this. It’s Dottore Centric since I was originally supposed to cycle through most of the harbingers, and is such mild yandere I hesitated as even tagging it as such.

Doctor’s Orders (on your knees before me) - SAGAU ft. Dottore (pt 2)

After being brought back to the Tsaritsa’s Zapolyarny Palace, a familiar doctor is put in charge of your health. Happily, he takes on the role, and you learn a bit why the world loves you, and why the people hate you.

cws: allusions to temporary death, mild yandere, fading memories of a past life.

700 words

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As it turns out, not letting the creator, well, be the creator leads to adverse side effects. Abnormal ley line flows, early deaths, and an unprecedented amount of power given to Celestia. Something Dottore explained to you in great—very confusing—lengths as he treated your hypothermia.

Huh.

You did not remember any of that from when you played the game.

Was the real world even real, or was this one the falsehood? You had a family and a life, for better or for worse.

Your skull began to ache whenever you thought of your home… logically you had a family, a world you hailed from, separated from your own. It faded from you, slowly, as if it was never even there to begin with. It was difficult to mourn it.

Dottore was speaking, you refocused your attention on him, as he strode over holding a hand out for your forearm, a syringe prepared for you. You gave it up easily.

“Creation, as we’ve found, is a hard task. After making a world, said creator often must rest for millennia. This gave Celestia time to attach to our world—to you—like a parasite. You should have awoken long ago. The archons were all expecting you to descend a few hundred years back. When you didn’t, the Tsaritsa’s war against Celestia began.”

“Ah.” Okay… sure. You’d accept that as fact for now. “What happens now that I’ve descended? Is this war against Celestia over then?”

“Hm? Oh, of course not. The Tsaritsa will personally drag Celestia down from their stolen thrones and gut them in your name, before returning their power to you.”

A violent, gleeful edge tinted his tone, then. Under his mask, a sharp smile spread as the thought crossed his mind. You paid it no attention, it was just the way he was.

“How are you so sure I’m the Creator? Others thought me to be an imposter of sorts.”

“How wouldn’t we?” Dottore laughed. “Your blood is gold, your deaths left the world weeping, the stars in your eyes shift to the constellation of whatever person you look at, and you know so much about each of us. Not to mention, we were the ones who awoke you.”

Your eyes immediately tore away from the syringe he was drawing blood with, shooting to him. “What?”

Dottore smiled, lips curling back to bare sharp teeth. “Oh, they didn’t tell you?”

“You couldn’t have awoken me.” You whispered, brow creasing. “I first appeared in Inazuma, where Kujou Sara killed me.”

The arrow was swift. After hours of wandering across familiar landscapes, the soft buzz of electro on your skin, wonder bright in your eyes. All that was cut short when the tengu woman shot you without hesitation. As you faded away, you heard her mangled scream as you bled gold.

“Awakened, not summoned. We could not control where you descended once your body awoke.”

You nodded. No wonder they were so… prepared to retrieve you, then. Brought back to the Tsaritsa’s palace, you were met with staff, a personal chamber, and every harbinger present to receive you. Even the Tsaritsa herself lowered herself from her icy throne to meet you.

You were very relieved that you met their unknown expectations for this ‘Creator’ you were expected to be.

You felt fingers on your chin, cold, the skin to skin contact separated by his sanitary gloves. He tilted your face up, locking eyes with yours, even if they were hidden by his mask.

He let out a soft, utterly enchanted sigh. “My creator.”

You brought your hand up, cupping his face in turn. Immediately, he slumped into it, like a cat, mumbling again; “My creator… my creator.”

You wondered if his eyes fluttering closed at your touch, if the slump of his shoulders, almost purring sigh, was due to your rank as creator. Was your very touch ecstasy?

His eyes remained closed when he next spoke. “The tsaritsa wishes for your presence, once you are medically cleared. It will be a little bit though. I guess you’ll just have to spend some time within my laboratory. Your health will be observed by me, of course.”

The way he said it, slightly cheeky, made you question if you actually were still sick. Alas, you were out of your depth, for now.

So, you drew back your hand, watching curiously as Dottore’s content look shifted to that of a small frown, lifting his head curiously. At his look of slight disgruntlement, you laughed a bit. “I’ll stay here, just for a few days.”

After all, you needed time to prepare to meet the Tsaritsa.

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So this is all that has been prepped for the Sagau stuff, everything else is just passing thoughts. Thing is, SAGAU is way less popular, which means I read way less, and get less ideas. This is a very traditional SAGAU au tho and I’m happy people liked it!

#genshin fanfic #genshin yandere #genshin sagau #dottore #mild yandere #soft yandere #he’s really not that bad which is impressive considering it’s DOTTORE #it’s been like t w o months goodness

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abyssruler · 2 years

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fool’s hope

yandere dottore x gn!reader

character death, mentions of blood, dottore being a bastard, yandere

There was once a clone of his who loved you — genuinely, truly loved you.

You’ve seen him at his most terrifying, seen him grin and cackle as he dissected a live person, even seen him in a quiet and solemn state. You once thought you had seen all his expressions and moods he was capable of showing — but it was the way that clone looked at you with such softness you didn’t know he could possess, touch featherlight as it held you gently. And it was then you realized you’d nearly forgotten what it was like to be touched with kindness.

It made your weak heart beat with newly found hope.

It had the most charming laugh and a smile that could make anyone swoon. He’d always been attractive, eyes gravitating towards him even against their will. But he was also cruel and needlessly condescending. The clone was an anomaly, an error to his calculations that he so highly thought of.

You didn’t care about abnormalities and mistakes, didn’t care that this small slice of happiness would soon be ripped away, because for once in your life, the sight of those red eyes brought a sense of fondness instead of fear and hate.

He killed that clone before it was even two weeks old, watching you cry over its corpse with barely hidden interest shining behind those horrid eyes.

“Would you cry for me if I died?” He asked, more out of his own twisted sense of amusement than any true desire to know the answer. His own way of mocking your grief.

The answer you gave was full of vitriol and loathing.

“Never.”

“You contradict yourself.” He laughed, crossing his arms behind his back and peering down your tear-stricken face. “The clone I had just killed could be, in a sense, considered as ‘me’, no? And if I’m not mistaken, those are tears running down your face. Unless you’re actually crying about getting blood on your clothes, then by all means, you’re welcome to watch as I cut open my ‘self’ to study the lapse in its behaviors.”

You had never wanted to hurt anyone as much as you did then.

Silence reigned over the dimly lit room he called a laboratory, the blood had seeped through your clothes but still, you didn’t say a word. You wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of seeing you lose your composure again.

“Pity,” he finally said after it became clear that you won’t provide the reaction he wanted. He gestured a hand to the corpse of his clone, not sparing it the barest of glances, dismissive even to his own self. You wished he cared as little about you as he did his other halves.

You watched the Fatui grunts haul the body away with a detached feeling, not quite processing it yet so aware of every little detail happening in front of you.

At that moment, you had wondered, a foolish little notion that you couldn’t quite snuff out, what it would have been like had it managed to keep its promise of overthrowing the prime and treating you better than he ever would.

“I realize that, given who I am, such words wouldn’t give you much assurance, let alone evoke an emotion one could akin to happiness—not that I would know, being what I am and what I am not allowed to feel. But when I’m with you, I… I feel as if my mind begins to program itself differently from the way it should. It is confusing, and I’ve never been one to deal with confusion in a healthy manner. I should think it’s beyond me to feel sympathy, let alone this anomaly the signals in my brain are creating, but… it is not something I would consider a mistake. A breakthrough, perhaps, in the loosest sense of the word. I understand now why the prime would rather not deal with these emotions—they are much too tiring—but it brings with it a sense of satisfaction I don’t believe I’ve ever felt before. How strange. You make me feel strange.”

Dottore does not make mistakes — or so you once thought.

He once mentioned how each clone is a fragment of his self, everything they are and ever will be has already been achieved by him.

That is why I am the prime, little one, he told you with a grin that raised the hairs on your skin.

But you did wonder, in a fit of impulsivity and a delusion-spurned thought to imagine a better life for yourself, if somehow a minuscule, almost infinitesimal amount, part of him once felt the same way that clone of his did for you somewhere deep within that heartless cavity he calls a chest.

It remains unclear to this day.

But sometimes you wish he did, if only to see those eyes of his look at you with tenderness and longing just once more.

#do yall even realize how creepy it was to write dottore as ‘gentle’ and ‘soft’#a version of him but still #>_<#genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #yandere dottore #yandere dottore x reader #dottore x reader #il dottore x reader #dottore #il dottore #gn reader

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bambambunny · 2 years

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Had an idea about reader who gets isekaid into the fatui but as a cat. there’s just some frickin stray wandering around Zapolyarny Palace.

I’m thinking they stumble on a meeting with the harbingers and they don’t notice them at first bc cats are quiet and sneaky and who on God’s green earth would want to interrupt arguing snappy harbingers.

but ofc we need character interaction to happen so, pantalone (I feel like he’d like cats) notices the cat!reader and then so does everyone else.

Im kinda short on time rn so I’ll maybe add more stuff later but feel free to let your heads run wild.

I like calicos and am afab as well so that’s what I’m imagining for myself but I’ll try to make the appearance and gender o te cat as ambiguous as possible

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afterthefallufo200 · 2 months

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He wants to be a good dad so he’s not forcing his baby segment to eat lunch 😤

#dottore #il dottore #genshin fanart #fatui fanart #dottore segments #baby dottore #fanart #genshin impact #he’s just parenting with soft threats

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averagebsdenjoyer · 4 months

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dottore fans are so funny bc wdym "y/n has terrible nightmares so Zandik spends the night with them, craddling their head in his lap until they fall asleep🥺🥺" or "dottore is mean to everyone but has a soft spot for you" Dottore would literally call y/n a slur and spit in their grave after putting them in said grave. He is absolutely feral, this man is NOT for relationships and love, he probably thinks the cl!t is a myth to fuck with men's self esteem (greatest doctor my ass, he can't even hold a crying baby without shaking the little sperm for "experience")

#man I hate dottore #in this house we love dottore but we slander him more #hc that he calls kids “failed abortions” and “walking little sperm”#man I want to watch him fall down the stairs #fucking bitch #"dottore can die and I will laugh #genshin #dottore #dottore x reader #no shade to writers who write him soft it's just funny and i stand by my point #But honestly these fics r so silly I love reading them #Got me giggling and shit

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thetreefairy · 9 months

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the puppet's heart

Warnings: angst kinda? swearing, Reader is great at hiding their feelings, wanderer be using his vision to unintentionally scare Reader, Reader is an anemo healer, dottore is a warning on his own but hes actually nice in this one, Reader is an esteemed alchemist

this is my first time for writing for genshin in a platonic sense, so I really need advice

Reader was over their head, a weird man was following them, claiming to be their brother.

"My heart, can you truly not remember me?"

Oh, how scared Reader was.

To the point they would even give their body to dottore in exchange for protection.

"You are a fool." Dottore chuckled. "Why would you give up your body for simple protection?"

"You are less scary than the man hunting me down." Reader admitted to Dottore. "Perhaps, I have a better trade." he grinned, causing Reader to tilt their head slightly. "Become my assistant."

Reader agreed, as long as he would protect her from Scaramouche.

But how angry the wanderer was for Reader's choice.

The traveler told him: "Dottore will destroy them, even if Reader thinks he's better than being around you. So save them, and prove them wrong."

And that is exactly what Scaramouche did. He hunted down the fatui agents, and Reader was getting paranoid. Dottore tried his best to comfort Reader, after all, they are his prized assistant.

But that comfort was shattered the moment that Scaramouche had find them and Dottore. They were testing out reader's anemo vision together with some plants when Reader was suddenly snatched up.

reader screamed, Dottore taking out his weapon ready to attack. But he couldn't see as to where they were. Reader could fight yes, but they were better at healing.

Reader was in the air, the man who they so desperately tried to run away from comforting them. "Such a pathetic fear of height you have." Scaramouche mumbled. "Don't worry my heart, I am here."

reader head-butted him, trying to do anything possible to make him drop them. Failing desperately. "Shh, you're save now."

"Stop it, I don't know you, what do you want?!" Reader shouted, as they tried to fight them the best. "Oh, my heart, I am your brother."

"You are even crazier than Dottore." Reader hissed, causing Dottore to gasp loudly as he tried to get to Reader. He was kinda amused by the air fight, but he would prefer to not lose his assistant.

"Now now, you shouldn't speak to me that way, you wouldn't want your precious Dottore to die."

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