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mayaree-darling · 6 months

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mastermind

from aree: The Harbinger Trailer has consumed me yall are getting a brainrot. (I made this when the trailer first came out and have never posted it so here it is).

tw for yandere content

Yandere!Harbingers with a "darling" who is the right hand of the Tsaritsa herself. Not a Harbinger, but nonetheless important because they're the main strategist of the Fatui. I can just imagine the pain for the Harbingers because although darling is within arms reach, they're not allowed to make a move lest they anger their ruler.

Childe who first sees you akin to a younger sibling amongst the Fatui - you're no underling, on par with a Harbinger in importance if not more, protected almost as much as the Archon Herself - it would be hard not to be protective of you. And yet as you fix his wounds after another fight he started, telling him off in place of Her Majesty, giving him tips on how he could've fought better in whispers in between, his growing need for your attention consumes him. When he kisses your cheek (as thanks, he says) in front of the other Harbingers he's already looking forward to you treating the injuries they're sure to beat into him.

Scaramouche who grins when the Harbingers bristle as you walk side by side in the halls of Zapolyarny Palace - he says you should consider it an honor to walk with him, and it inflates his ego when you reply with a small nod and a smaller smile. Behind the others' backs, he follows you like a lost child, always walking behind you, gripping on to the back of your clothes like you might slip away if he's not careful. He's obsessed with the way you look at him and ask him questions about his creation. He fails to see that the adoration you hold for him is as hollow as he is.

Signora wonders if you know when she is at her lowest, that would certainly explain things, wouldn't it? She thinks she has lost her mind when she sees glimpses of her lost love when turning corners too quickly, haunting her when she lets her guard down but then you're in front of her, greeting her with a soft smile that feels all too familiar and she realizes she has gone mad in other ways (she welcomes that newfound madness like the lover that it is, finally coming home).

Pantalone who believes that one of life's greatest pleasures is to own what others cannot - to collect the rare, the exquisite and the hard to obtain - and to have you, a person of great mind and ranking, be dangled right infront of him on a piece of gold thread held by the Tsaritsa, who was he to resist the urge to make you his? (after all, he deserves only the best) The longer he does not have you, the more your worth rises in his eyes.

Dottore who initially wants to pick apart your brain (quite literally) but his interest shifts and doubles when he reaches an epiphany that what he truly lacked from the Akademiya was someone who shared his intellect, a genius to match his own. Maybe you don't share his affinity for biology, but he loves the way your conversations keeps him on his toes (if you weren't a being close to perfection for him before, then you certainly are now.)

Arlecchino who watches as you care for the children in the orphanage, checking in on them even long after they've joined the ranks of the Fatui and compares it to the frigid ways of the other Harbingers. For the first time since being a part of this cold nation, she is envious of the warmth you give (why must you have so much love to share?) She thinks that should the day come she turns her back on this frigid country, she would surely take your hearth with her.

Marionette who finds herself being drawn to the way you move around a room and hold yourself up in front of people, marveling at the intricacies of each part of your body and the way they make up the being that is you (you could trip and fall and she'd still sigh in awe). Her fascination turns you from muse to future subject. Surely such a specimen must be preserved, right? Not to mention, there would be no greater honor than to turn the Tsaritsa's best into a perfect unchanging doll.

Damselette who usually goes quiet when you're in the same room as her, always eager to hear you talk, almost hissing when a Harbinger tries to speak over you. She finds your voice is the one in her head who speaks reason to her when she gets a bit out of control (Does she listen? No, but your voice is always ever so lovely). Wouldn't it be so nice if you're the lone voice she hears always, the same way you're already always in her thoughts?

Capitano who is thankful his mask covers the fond look he gets when you turn to him - not with fear like the lower ranking Fatui or haughty like the Harbingers - but as an equal, leveling him with a gaze that leaves him fooling himself that it means something more. He's less thankful for his mask when someone calls your attention away from him and he can't control the glare he sends their way (maybe if they saw the way he looked at them, they'd finally be put in their place).

Pulcinella is quick to put you in a pedestal - you are someone to be respected and someone to be kept at a distance. And yet as he watches the Harbingers fall deeper and deeper into obsession, he takes it upon himself to protect the Tsaritsa's favorite and the Fatui's brain from whatever his co workers are plotting. As he spends more time with you (making sure the others do not occupy all of your time), the pedestal he keeps you on crumbles until all he sees is another child to keep under his wing. He fails to see he has only fallen into a different hole as the rest.

Strategist!Darling who may pretend to be oblivious to the Harbingers' feelings but is actually letting it all happen to make sure they all stay under the Tsaritsa's rule one way to another.

Does Pierro know what you're doing? Maybe. It's not like he is blind to how the Harbingers act around you, subtle as they try to be. If you spend enough time with him, you might be able to tell that he enjoys watching you play the part of a fool, dancing around the others and making them dance for you, too. He might even step in once he thinks the other Harbingers are stepping out of line, but it all depends on what he gets out of sticking into your business.

I also like the dynamic where although the Harbingers cannot make a move to claim what is "their's", darling is just as trapped. Although they always sometimes want to leave, they know as much as anyone that the Tsaritsa is the only thing standing between them and the others. The moment they try to leave the Tsaritsa's side or they lose her favor, it's all fair game for the Harbingers.

Everyone is stuck in a stalemate until someone makes a misstep.

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mellowwillowy · 9 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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firegirl888101 · 8 months

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Insatiable Madness (8)

|Sagau Yandere Fatui Harbingers x Reader|

Bedroom arrangements... You have to sort them out soon.

Reader is Gender Neutral!

"Would you stop staring at me? It's borderline creepy." You turned behind you, seeing Dottore and Sandrone peering from the doorway.

They had been doing this since you allowed the Harbingers to get comfortable. Some of them in your opinion had been too comfortable considering the current circumstances... But other than that, everything had been going shockingly smoothly.

Well, until you realised none of them could cook using modern technology.

So here you are now, cooking for 12 people with food you definitely couldn't afford everyday.

"You won't let me delve into machines of this century, like 'The Television'. Therefore, you will allow me to study what you're doing..."

"I'm cooking, you fucking weirdo."

"I do not see anywhere that could possibly let out heat, surely a fire is required to cook food?" Dottore argued.

"Just because electricity isn't hot, doesn't mean other materials can't change the temperature."

"I see... So you have an infinite source of electricity which is cooking your food. Then conducting that electricity with a material, perhaps a type of conductive ore, to warm up that pot you placed on that flat slab. To be able to do that... You truly must be powerful and knowledgeable."

"...It's just science and mechanics bro-- and it's not a 'flat slab'! It's a hob."

"Heeeeey, when will the food be ready? I'm starving over here!" Childe whined, entering the kitchen and walking past the two peepers.

Oh my god. This is the fifth time he's said that.

"Ask me that one more time and I'll pour this boiling water over your head."

"How long do you expect us to wait?" Pantalone walked up to you.

"Taking your time as usual, mortals truly are slow." Scaramouche rolled his eyes.

...Maybe it was too early to say things had been going smoothly earlier.

... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ...

Getting everyone to sit at the table together proved to be a challenge.

The few who did so without complaint soon got up and left when you came back with more willing people, and some refusing to cooperate even when you got Pierro to help you out.

And then you had fuckers like Capitano insisting he 'guards the house' as if it's a fucking castle or private expensive estate.

"I do not see the point in sitting to eat if there could be danger lurking around every corner."

"This is my house. There won't be any danger unless it sneaks in from outside." You tried to convince him, truly you did.

You were so close to getting everyone to sit down. He's the last harbinger you needed... and the dinner is still warm too!

"Your argument is weak and insulting. I have offered to protect your home, and protect your honour. Yet, you force me to move away?" He questions you, his voice showing unfiltered offense.

Well, if he puts it that way.... I suppose he's doing me a favour, he thinks he is in his mind at the very least. If I challenge him I think he'll grow hostile and refuse further...

"Please," You said after a short while of thinking. "Please join us at the table. I promise the moment you finish eating you can return to your duties, Lord Capitano."

If I remember correctly, most if not all Fatui soldiers respected him due to his loyalty towards his soldiers, no matter what age or gender. He would spend his time for them after a battle, and would make sure everyone was healthy and ready for the next day.

Of course, this couldn't possibly be the full truth, he's a Fatui Harbinger! I doubt he got the first rank by just handing cakes to people.

Besides, this was all from memory. If things turned for the worst, you could always google some theories and knowledge. Or...! Or, you could wait for the game to update! Surely more would be revealed there?

"Even if I... joined you for dinner... I wouldn't dare eat." He sighed after thinking about your words.

"Why? Ohhhhh! It's because of your mask, right?" You suddenly realised.

You were just being insensitive all along! How did it take you this long to come to the conclusion he doesn't take it off?

"Could you please still join? I won't pressure you to eat, I promise." You smiled at him.

You heard a deep sigh, then he slowly nodded.

"When the first person finishes eating, I'll return here."

Wooohoo! Finally, that took way longer than you would have liked. You did lie a bit though, you were going to lock the front door so he couldn't just stand in the middle of it anymore.

It was beginning to get a bit cold in the house, and you didn't feel like hearing extra complaints from a certain banker...

You led him towards the dining room, and when you finally arrived, every single harbinger was looking at the two of you with boredom present on their faces.

"Took you long enough." Scaramouche scoffed with his arms crossed. "Why did you even make us sit together anyway?"

"When you go hungry, don't expect me to make you food then."

"They're kidding right? I don't have to eat to survive, unlike some of these mortals." He rolled his eyes.

"It's still polite, show some etiquette." Pantalone lightly scoffed in his direction, a smile present on his face.

"This all looks rather lovely." He complimented you, watching you sit down at the head of the table, opposite of Pierro.

"Thank you, but please don't compliment my cooking. This is the first time I've actually cooked a proper meal."

You didn't actually cook this. You just took all the noodles you had left in your personal cupboard and combined them into one boiling pot.

You were surprised Dottore and Sandrone didn't notice, especially since they were focusing so intently on you.

"Seriously? You're one talented chef! The noodles you made are perfect, just as good as the ones I've tried in Liyue!" Childe praised you, taking the fork on the side of his plate and dragging the noodles up to eye level.

"Wait a minute... Why has everyone else got chopsticks besides me!?" He suddenly realised.

"Because I need to get rid of them, I'm sick of my cupboards piling up with these shit ones. Plus, I'm aware you still can't use them."

Speaking of your personal and reusable chopsticks, you left them in the kitchen.

"I'm excusing myself from the table to get my own chopsticks since I forgot to grab my personal pair. If I come back and see any of you out of your chairs, I'm kicking you out of my house.

"You're not in any position to say--"

"STAY IN YOUR FUCKING CHAIR."

"Alright, alright! Psh, they can't take a joke."

"If you don't want to use the chopsticks I've provided, you may use the forks I placed in the middle of the table." You added in, almost forgetting that part.

Some harbingers let out a sigh of relief.

...I'll not question that.

You stood up and pushed your chair in, walking to the kitchen and grabbing your chopsticks with a special pattern.

Now is the time to take a deep breath, relax, prepare a couple questions you want to ask and get these Harbingers out of your house.

You've gotten too fearful. They killed your family, your neighbours, your friends. You should never forget that fact, you can't fight them or resist in fear of being killed. But, you can learn how to survive with them.

Take another deep breath. Hide your fear as best you can.

"I'm back!" You announced, a smile present on your face as you sat down where you left off.

You watched each Harbinger eat the food you prepared respectfully, some with small smiles and others looking as bored as earlier.

"So...." You started, nervously stirring your noodles.

"You want to ask questions, correct?" Pierro interrupted your collected thoughts, a sigh erupting from his lips.

"It's obvious that's why you grouped us up together, it's downright clear you know some of us can't eat or don't like to."

"Well, now that you've told me it was obvious, I won't beat around the bush."

"Beat around the... excuse me?" Arlecchino raised an eyebrow after eating another.

"Figure of speech."

"Ah, understood. Continue."

"Actually, before you get down to business I'd like to ask a question of my own." Signora raised her hand.

"And... what would that be? Don't you think I've earned the right to ask my questions first?" You turned your attention to her.

Now that you think about it, she hasn't spoken much at all. This is the first time she's directly addressed you since you first got captured.

...Apart from calling you a child of course, you could never forget that of all things.

"The noodles are a little plain, too plain for my liking. Do you have anything extra to add to it? Perchance some condiments? Your bowl looks... different to our own bowl's. What did you add to it?"

"I forgot you don't know how pot noo- I mean noodles work in this world! Sorry, I keep forgetting how you came from another place entirely different to this planet." You gasped, running to the kitchen and returning with different coloured packets.

"What... are they?" Sandrone pointed at the plastic packs.

"They look like poisons my clone's deliver for me to test out." Dottore thought outloud.

"Not at the table, please." Pantalone cringed.

"These, Harbingers, are a miracle in the making." You began, catching the attention of all of them.

'They look like puppies... It's cute.' Is what you would think if you forgot these are bloodthirsty monsters.

"Allow me to introduce you to the world of Sauce Packets. Each colour and size represents a flavour in the packet, and what garnish you'd like on top of your noodles!" You explained, placing all the packets you could find next to the pile of forks which had been unused.

"Amazing! You just get to pick like that?"

"Yup!"

"And... There's nothing else to it? No storing the packets in a cool area so they don't go off?"

"Nope!"

"Incredible... How does the food not become moldly or uneatable?" Dottore muttered.

"They're sealed really well. No air can get in or out until you rip the packet open."

"I want these two." Scaramouche rolled his eyes, grabbing two packs from the pile and holding them above his bowl.

"Be careful not to grab them too tight or they'll--!" You tried to speak as loud and quick as you could. But, unfortunately... "Burst..."

"What the actual shi--!?"

"There's a lot of sauce in those packets... Luckily for you, you held them above your bowl so the majority went in it! Thanks for not wasting any." You struggled to hold your laughter, grabbing a couple tissues from your pocket.

"Did any get on you?" You let a small giggle pass you lips.

He stared at you for a moment, his eyes burning through yours. After a couple moments, he came to reality and noticed all the harbingers laughing, giggling and chuckling at his previous actions.

"...No." He snatched the tissues from your open hand.

"How amusing and childish Scaramouche." Dottore commented, covering his mouth which hid his grin.

"I don't want to hear that kind of comment from you of all people." The puppet shook his head with a snarl, wiping his lap with the tissues.

"Alright, I only have these two flavours left, the red packet on your left being a really spicy flavour. The orange packet on your right being chicken. Oh, and, the smaller packets I have contain either basil and garlic, as well as coriander here."

The Harbingers, after hearing your explanation, picked which packets they wanted and put them in their bowls of noodles. Except Capitano, he hadn't touched anything since he sat down at the table.

Once demonstrating how to mix the noodles with the cutlery, the Harbingers began to eat once more with happier smiles than before and light chatter.

"So, you wanted to ask some questions?" Pierro coughed into his hand, his expression soon turning stern and distant.

"Yes! Thank god we're back to this topic." You shook your head, a wry smile on your face.

"...What exactly are you planning to do next?" You asked the first question.

"What do you mean by that?" Columbina smiled eagerly at you.

"You're stuck in my world, thanks to Dottore's compass breaking... which looked oddly close to an illegal chest compass - but I won't judge the design."

"Yes, thank you for adding the 'DOTTORE'S COMPASS' breaking in your reasoning." Sandrone nodded with a satisfactory smile.

"Anyway, what do you plan to do next? You can't just hideout in my house until Dottore somehow creates a new machine, with materials he won't ever get his hands on since you're all no longer in Teyvat."

"You mean you don't have the same minerals here as in Teyvat?" He questioned you, tapping the table to form a little tune.

"Did you really think an ore called 'Magical Ore Chunk' would exist here?"

"...We didn't name it."

"I suppose the one thing you could say exists would be Iron. But I have no idea whether they work the same, they could very well have different effects when mined due to different adaptations to their environment."

"Do you use Iron to craft weapons?" Capitano spoke for the first time since entering the dining room. Too bad he sounds so excited, the answer won't please him too much.

"We do... or, we did. In the past hundred years, we've developed new weapons using different minerals and... chemicals." You grimaced.

"Oooh, this is getting interesting!" Columbina laughed, finishing her noodles with a pleasant sigh. "Sooo good."

"Glad you like them." You nodded at her, before returning your attention back to Dottore.

"Don't ask me about the chemical part. It's illegal for those to know how the dangerous substances are made, unless they're working for the goverment or a specially trained company."

"How dangerous could they really be...?"

"Again," You sighed. "Don't question it."

"I'm still traumatised when you put on that surgery channel earlier this afternoon."

"Back to my question?" You asked them again, tone sounding hopeful for a proper answer.

"Truthfully, we don't know what's going to happen. Haven't had a meeting to discuss it yet." Tartaglia shrugged, finishing also and putting his fork in the bowl.

"Tartaglia." Capitano scolded.

"Yes, Captain!" Childe saluted. Capitano and Pulcinella just shook their heads as a reply.

"Tartaglia is right, we don't know what to do."

"By chance, did your parents happen to know anything revolving machinery and world travelling?"

This is unwelcome territory now.

"Maybe. However, we wouldn't be able to ask them anyway." You shook your head, resisting the urge to lash out.

"Why? Are they out of town? Or perhaps they're at work someplace else?"

"You killed them."

Silence then took hold of the Harbinger's, not one person touched the food in front of them nor moved a centimetre.

"What?" Childe broke the silence, his voice as quiet as a mouse.

"You murdered my family in cold blood, butchered their bodies when you found they had no use to you and then dumped them to the side."

They all continued to stay silent, some closing their eyes, while some's faces showing an ounce of guilt.

Like you believed that guilt though.

"Fuck this." Scaramouche rudely announced, pushing his chair out and walking out of the room.

"I wanted to ask a few more questions, but you know what, I'm not in the mood anymore. Enjoy what's left of dinner, I know I won't. With my bruised body, I'm surprised I've lasted this long without collapsing in pain."

And with that, you left the table for the final time that evening. Carrying your bowl with you, you ascended up the stairs to your bedroom with tears threatening to spill from your eyes.

A bit sad, isn't it? Well, they've got more coming to them so I wouldn't get sad just yet. You wouldn't believe what I've got planned lol

Please don't expect too many happy, nice and generally fluffy scenes.

This is Yandere, a genre which should never, under any circumstance be considered normal. It's abusive, unhealthy and leads to a lot of victims facing awful conditions which they never should or ever have to endure no matter who they are.

This is fiction that I'm writing, meaning it's all taken light-heartedly IN A FICTIONAL SENSE.

If anyone, by chance, is currently in conditions where a loved-one or yourself has suddenly become distant and/or being hurt when away from eyes please get help. Talk to them, or if it's you, talk to someone you know you can trust.

If you can't talk to anyone, find authorities who can help you. Call 999, as it is in the U.K, or your local emergency service. They will always help you, and will never deny your rights or freedom.

Thanks for reading this, I hope all who's reading knows this information already, but I thought I'd include it since who knows when it comes to where you are in the world and whether your education programs taught critical information like this.

On to more happy stuff!:

Thank you all so much for the support, I hope you'll stick with me for the rest of the parts in this series until I get to the finish line. :)

Back to the fluffy stuff convo... I'm really trying to squeeze them in, because if Y/N isn't showing kindness or anything nice to any of them, none of them will begin to grow feelings for them. It may seem out of place, but Y/N is coping right now. It's not like they can leave the house to run for help.

They saw what the Harbingers can do without thinking of other's lives being a consequence.

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kinoshita-asuka · 1 year

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happy holidays, from THE FATUI HARBINGERS

winter time is here, and is tradition, time to exchange gifts with people they hold dear. what would the feared (warranted) fatui harbingers give their loved one?

harbingers x reader (minus pierro, la signora, and scaramouche) pulcinella is platonic 1.25k words; yandere undertones for some (they are harbingers) i do not condone yandere behavior

author's note: oh please let me remember to publish it on time.

pierro, no. 1

pierro is off at the moment, but he will send you one soon (aka i don't know how to write for him)

il dottore, no.2

the doctor would give you an invention of his. if you wanted to, he'll even gift a segment of him to you, they would appreciate it. but the gift he would most want to give you is an immortal body, so you could stay with him. he is an expert at biological matters, like his segments and collei… he would modify your body to never die, he would even make more bodies for you. if you die, you could just have another body. that would be his definition of staying with him forever and his solution to your mortality. on the other hand, the segments would gift you different things based on various periods of dottore's life. one might give you a mechanical bird while another might gift you a mindless servant, a former fatui member you've seen around.

columbina no. 3

columbina's gifts would be quite sincere and innocent. she'll give you a pretty white dove in a golden gilded cage and say, "look at this! it's so pretty, right my dove?" you should love her gifts, they're so pretty and she picked them out, all for you. she'll give you the same accessories as her own, such as her trademark lace blindfold and the feathers behind her head. or she gifts you things that she thinks resemble you, like the dove, or maybe a cute cat with a nice collar on it. she'll cuddle you and sing songs as you sleep, her eyes tracing the collar on your neck, matching your beloved cat's, with bell and all.

il capitano no. 4

the captain's gifts are clumsy, but sincere. he would pick whatever best he can think of for you (from his side). what would you get from him? a weapon, of course. for a non-combatant. he'll spend hours contemplating, observing you, to see which weapon would be better for you, can you use a bow or do you have the strength to swing a sword around. hey, maybe not the best gift for the holidays, but it's sincere from his side. his mindset is very combat-oriented. of course, he is one of the most effective combatants for the tsaritsa. he thinks that you should be prepared to battle, no matter when or where. better to be ready. he tries to teach you how to fight, to protect yourself. who knows who would come after you..

pulcinella, no. 5

pulcinella, the mayor of the nation. he would have the most heartfelt gifts, after childe. he has experience with gifts, as he always gives them to tartaglia's family and takes care of them, even if childe is too oblivious to realize the very obvious hostage situation. pulcinella would treat you like his granddaughter, he would gift you a scarf to keep you warm and money to keep you afloat. his financial support has helped you a lot. all he asks of you is to keep in close contact with him, which is an easy request for you. his old age and experience in the fatui have caused him to want someone close to him and someone he can spoil. just don't worry about a few fatui soldiers cruising across your small town, looking for a few "threats" that have tried to harm you..

scaramouche, no. 6

this seat has been left vacant for centuries. how could somebody give a gift to you if they didn't exist?

"hmm? there used to be one? i can't seem to remember."

sandrone, no. 7

this girl only works on her puppets and machines most of the time, so don't expect much gifting-wise. she wouldn't give you food or clothes, she would give you a mechanical invention of hers, but not her unfinished works. no, her most polished puppet, made with the best materials and tuned to perfection, will be given to you. like dottore, don't expect heartfelt gifts. these two run purely on logic and what is most practical to gift to you, which for sandrone, is her specialty field. as a plus for sandrone, this was a good time to test the puppet she made to see if it needed any improvements or if it works well. Her gift is programmed to watch you and report your movements at all times. it is a test run of a new surveillance robot she's been working on…

la signora, no. 8

"the fair lady? she should be deceased, so she can't give out presents unlesss.. you have a way to manifest her back into the world."

pantalone, no. 9

known as the richest man in snezhnaya, so of course, he would only have the most decadent gifts picked out for you. he might be the living incarnation of "i'll buy everything from here to here" and point from the start of the shelf to the very edge. there'll be the biggest diamond you've ever seen, inlaid on an indent in the center of a gorgeous silver necklace. he'll have the entire collection of famous designers from liyue, mondstadt, or any other nation. or you'll find yourself with a little coat, made of what seems to be the fur of a white fox, only for pantalone to inform you it's a mythical beast, and it is like the one stolen that was to be gifted to the tsaritsa. money is best spent on the most valuable individuals, whether to cherish them, chain them down, or both. he's spent so much on you, so stay with him.

arlecchino, no. 10

this woman is quite the piece of work. described as "there isn't a sane bone in her body", she is surprisingly… sweet to you? you don't know what you did, but you somehow fell in love. she wouldn't know much about gift-giving, but she does have some experience picking out gifts for the children of the "house of the hearth". the knave would give out sentimental but practical gifts, something like a comb or a hairpin, something of very high value, emotionally and materially. she would pick something you could use in everyday life or wear on yourself that she could see. like pantalone, she likes seeing you in things she's bought, but with a different motive for it. it signals that you are hers. you'll be the only one that allows her to show her darker side, so in exchange, you should stay hers, right? you'll be the only one to not disappear when you see her dark side.

tartaglia, no. 11

tartaglia would get you warm and heartfelt gifts. whether it be a batch of cookies made by his family or a warm scarf personally knitted by his mother or even himself (he would learn to knit for you). if childe did not get you some kind of gift like the above, he would use his saved-up mora to buy you something luxurious or comfortable, like nice coats and delicacies imported from other nations. he can do at least that much. while not as wealthy as pantalone, he is still immensely wealthy. he is very empathetic and would know what to gift you, it's a skill you acquire when you have to get gifts for a whole family. that extends to you, you are his second home, and he'll be damned if he doesn't spoil you. he shall cherish you, just like how he cherished his family after his near-death experience in the abyss. another little gift, he'll protect you with everything he's got, just like the icy grave of a certain aggressor buried in the thick snow who thought that he could fell the battle-hungry childe with his beloved.

worked on for 2 days

#harbingers x reader #fatui x reader #fatui harbingers x reader #yandere fatui harbingers #genshin inpact x reader #yandere genshin impact #yandere genshin impact x reader #columbina x reader #pantalone x reader #tartaglia x reader #childe x reader #arlecchino x reader #sandrone x reader #pulcinella x reader #il capitano x reader #il dottore x reader #yandere fatui harbingers x reader

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jessamine-rose · 1 year

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Just a question, I'm really curious on what the other harbingers (Childe, signora, sandrone...) think of the darlings, their opinions on them. But then again I have a feeling they just really don't care but I'm curious about what they think of the darlings 😭

Read my Yandere! Harbinger fics here <3

I actually thought of this before, so thank you for that question!! Here is each darling’s most noteworthy relationship/ interaction with the other Harbingers~

✿ Damsel/ Capitano’s Darling ✿

♡ Childe is part of the “Capitano got married?? To a weak, melancholy darling?!!” squad. So this is the Captain’s weakness, a surefire way to get noticed by him~ Fortunately for Damsel, Childe is smart enough to not overly scare bother her when they cross paths.

♡ Arlecchino doesn’t think much of Damsel. She accepts her soft-spoken, asocial nature since it poses less problems for the Fatui. She does question why Damsel is particularly frosty with her—does she have any issue with how she runs the House of the Hearth?

⬩ Kitty/ Pantalone’s Darling ⬩

♡ Before her death, La Signora met Kitty at a business meeting. She found her naive, cute, eager to compliment Signora’s beauty and flames. She did notice Pantalone’s intense gaze and attitude towards his wife, and only hoped that their love wouldn’t flicker out so easily.

♡ Pulcinella initially disapproves of Kitty due to her failed escape attempt in Zapolyarny Palace. He later acknowledges her strengths, mainly her ability to navigate social situations and to support her husband’s public image. So long as she behaves, she can aid the Fatui.

ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ Assistant/ Dottore’s Darling ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ

♡ Sandrone tolerates Assistant because of the latter’s genuine interest in her Automatons. However, that doesn’t stop them from glaring at each other whenever she disagrees with Dottore. At the end of the day, she views the Doctor’s assistant as a blind puppet.

♡ Pierro recognizes Assistant as an important member of the Fatui. After all, she is Dottore’s loyal assistant and a brilliant scholar whose name appears in a few theses. He limits her interactions with his own darling due to the couple’s suspicions about Savior’s true identity.

꒰ Savior/ Pierro’s Darling ꒱

♡ Columbina appreciates Savior’s friendliness towards the Harbingers. Perhaps due to her own deceptive nature, she senses something off about her. What does the Jester’s darling hide behind her own smile? Either way, she is flattered by Savior’s praise for her lullabies.

♡ Scaramouche was always unsettled by Savior’s kindness. If love is a form of sin, what could be said about her compassion? Did she think he was blind to the pity in her gaze? And why did she look so conflicted in response to his goal of becoming a god?

……Whatever she truly is, the Jester’s darling is now a stranger to him. Perhaps those questions are better left unanswered.

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merakiui · 2 years

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MERA not me thinking of the harbingers obsessing over the Tsaritsa's personal handmaiden 😫 🤌like ur so mysterious and they dont really know anything about you aside the fact that ur the Tsaritsa's personal handmaiden (reader is also immortal in here) and that what make's you intriguing to them.

Ooh, it’s even better if you’re the silent type—someone who’s as loyal as the most well-trained hound, a quiet force that only answers to the Tsaritsa. She’s the only one fortunate enough to hear your lovely voice. You often accompany her to the Harbinger meetings because she insists you come along and since it’s an order you comply without issue and stand in the background like a lonesome, unwavering shadow. You keep to yourself and only stare ahead, eyes never focusing on a single thing in the grand throne room. Although sometimes you’ll catch their stares as they sneak sly glances at you, some more obvious than the rest.

Colombina smiles covertly when she knows you’ve caught her stare. She sees no reason to hide her obvious curiosity. Just what will it take to hear the Tsaritsa’s beloved songbird sing? She wonders if you even possess a voice at all. From what she has observed, you only ever respond with curt nods and polite gestures when answering to others who aren’t your Archon. It’s only natural that your mysterious nature would attract her. Sooner or later she’ll have you singing so sweetly. It’s only a matter of time.

Capitano finds your silence alluring. There’s been a rumor amongst the Harbingers that your tongue was cut out for speaking poison, but he refuses to believe such prattle. You’re quiet and he hardly spares you much thought when he isn’t visiting Zapolyarny Palace. But lately his focus has begun to stray during meetings. It’s a relief his mask shields his face, otherwise you would know of his watchful gaze and that might frighten you. You are, according to his judgement, a fragile flower fighting the fierce, dagger-like ice that encases all of Snezhnaya. And perhaps he might be the one to protect you from such a dangerous climate. Both that and his colleagues. They are a threat to your tranquility, but then so is he.

Sandrone finds you to be absolutely delightful! You’re like an elegant, silent doll. Truly the finest marionette waltzing to the whims of a glacial puppeteer. She dotes on you in secret and wishes for a chance to catch you alone so that she may observe you more closely. Unlike her troublesome coworkers, you are far more tolerable. She almost wishes you obeyed her commands. It would be a blessing if she could indulge in tea with you without having to fret over whether or not her actions may upset Her Majesty. What a pity. Fortunately, she knows of a way to construct your likeness from spare parts, a new pet project she will thoroughly enjoy. And with time you’ll become her own precious doll.

Pantalone has gifted you a select few things in the past (jewelry, trinkets, desserts that are difficult to come by, etc). After all, you are an important pawn and the Tsaritsa values your work so it would be considerably ill-mannered of him if he failed to acknowledge your efforts with a few gifts. Some may say he’s currying favor, using riches to sway the heart of a handmaiden, and others may think he’s trying far too hard to cement himself in your life. But Pantalone is clever and with his vast wealth he can find plenty of excuses to be near you. He’s a charitable man, don’t you see? There’s no need to look through him like that. He only wishes to thank you for your hard work and, eventually, claim what’s owed. After all, you can’t expect him to give without wanting to take in the near future.

Arlecchino is relieved to know that there’s another who is as sensible as she is. The others are difficult to handle, and most meetings are tiresome to sit through, where she watches and listens to her coworkers as they bicker like children. You are the only light in this dark, abysmal situation. Every meeting becomes just a little more tolerable when she knows she’ll get to see you. Although it would be nice to speak to you, to hear your voice and relish in your every inflection, she can’t help but allow her thoughts to wander. She’s curious, and she wonders if your silence has been a byproduct of force or something else. When she bows her head in greeting and your only reply is a simple blink, she entertains a slew of possibilities. For now, she is content to observe. Your pursed lips hold a myriad of secrets—secrets that she will soon come to know and lips that she will soon capture in an icy kiss.

Immorality! What a delightfully cursed predicament! Dottore would love to pick your brain. Oh, he could spend hours researching what makes you tick, what gets you to talk, why you act the way you do, and so on. He’s especially interested in the current you. The you who keeps quiet during meetings and keeps to the shadows. The you who never flinches even when you’re in the presence of such dangerous individuals. Are you hiding your fright? Can you even feel fear? Just what is it that draws him in? If only he could take you for himself and find the answers to all of his burning questions… When he grows sick of faraway observations, he might just consider bringing you back to his lab should the opportunity present itself.

Childe can’t stand these boring meetings. Despite the cheery front he puts on for those around him, all warmth ebbs away the moment he steps foot in the throne room and spies the familiar faces of his coworkers. It’s such a drag. If he could skip all of the formalities and get on with his day he gladly would, but as one of the Tsaritsa’s elite he can’t just shirk these obligations. Instead, he focuses on the pretty thing who stands at attention beside an icy throne, looking out on a room of looming threats. You’re a mystery he has not yet solved—a foe he has not yet tested in battle. Childe will see this curiosity through to the end, even if it ends in bloodshed.

They say silence is bliss. Scaramouche can’t quite follow that saying, for he always has something to say. With a mouth that spews hatred as viciously as the snapping jaws of a ravenous beast, he is downright miserable at these meetings. His fuse seems to grow shorter with every minute spent in the frosty palace. But when he chooses to run off with a certain Archon’s Gnosis, abandoning his position as the Sixth Harbinger and going rogue, he thinks of you. You were always the highlight of those dreadful meetings. He’s not sure what it is he feels for you because concepts like love are so very foreign to him. He hardly knows if this peculiar feeling is classified as love. But he’s considered coming back for you. It’s a risk he’s spent plenty of time mulling over, and because it’s you it’s a risk he’s willing to take. Just what enchantment have you placed upon him? He must be going mad…

#genshin chit chat #yandere harbingers #yandere genshin impact #tsaritsa’s handmaiden #pulcinella is rooting for childe #and pierro just wants to continue the meeting in peace #can these simps please stop looking at you for a minute? he’s discussing important matters >:/

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prosaic-dust-bunny · 2 years

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Family pic! What if they are 10s but also murderers?

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yandere-romanticaa · 2 years

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A little reference for those who are unsure, from left to right: Capitano, Marionette, Pulcinella, Damselette, Pierro, my ginger menace <3, Arlecchino, Pantalone and Dottore! Also tagging @bye-bye-sunbird because ily so much Dendro Mum!

"Never before has your name reflected on your attitude this badly, but even now you've managed to outdo yourself."

Childe scoffed at Arlecchino's taunts as her icy words were matched the altitude of the bitter winters he was oh so accustomed to. Besides, him reacting to her provocation was mere bait, something he managed to catch onto quite quickly. He wasn't as dimwitted as she thought he was, he could see the bitter jealousy in her dark eyes as the senior Harbinger eyed his prize. La Signora may have perished in Inazuma but that did little to stop the 11th Harbinger in his conquests.

Such a conquest was dangling on his side right at this moment.

It was a bold, downing stupid move to bring any outsider to an official meeting, especially after what transpired with the 8th Harbinger. But Childe worked so hard to get his cutie pie right where he wanted to, why shouldn't he gloat, just for a little bit?

A part of him did end up regretting bringing his prize along because he never anticipated just how much attention this would cause.

Marinette took any chance she could to steal his darling away, chatting them up while also being unnecessarily touchy, like she was trying to test something. Childe knew that the woman likes to use humans in her experiments but it never crossed his mind that the lady wanted to take his prize and make it into her own. Tearing you up and building from scratch makes her heart leap of joy.

Pantalone kept his nice facade up but his distaste with Childe's fashion sense was made oh so evident. Oh dear, look at the awful quality of that shawl, why not let him get you a better one? It really is not a problem for him, just pick out anything, he's not joking! Absolutely nothing is off the table for him! Greedy gaze and fast hands travel all over darlings body as much as humanly possible before the ginger man steps in, his entire attitude shifting from annoyed to downright bloodthirsty.

Blood red wine swirled like the gentle breeze in Capitano's cup, his feelings and agendas hidden within the safety of his mask, much like his desire to step in and end this entire squabble. You were a distraction, a nuisance. The sweet scent of your perfume made the tall Harbinger question whether or not his gear was of any use to him as he underestimated the power of Childe's new plaything. Not even the sun itself could shine so bright, he thought to himself.

Sitting quietly in the back was Marinette as she eyed the whole scene that was unfolding in front of her, her gaze mostly locked on the heart of the commotion. A dark smile was on her face as she toyed with the idea of turning you into her own little personal puppet, something that only she could own and operate. Besides, it would get bothersome Childe out of the picture for good too.

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thescribeoflostmemories · 1 year

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At your service, my Harbinger

( requests: closed)

(Oiran/Geisha/Maiko! Reader x Fatui Harbingers) {Yandere is available)

Note: did some liberties to at least make it some sense why or how you’ll get promoted to Oiran if anyone asks for it. This ain’t accurate. Also, do note that this is for people at least 16 of age or above if it gets too serious. To request, please refer to my pinned post or the service menu that would be at the bottom of this post.

The first meeting

" Are you nervous, my lady?" You tried to help and get your master ready for her procession this evening. Tying her Obi to the front of her body, arranging her headpiece like an artist being too conscious of which sides fit the best. You are but a high ranking Maiko who will soon be a low ranking Geisha.

“Goodness gracious, ____. I thought I told you: you didn’t have to do this. We have the other girls to help.” Mada Fuuka, the Tayū who took you in at a tender age of nine (9) years old. You tried to plead to teach you more so you could help around the establishment but got rejected.

House Wong, a Liyue lineage, moved to Inazuma to branch out connections. It appears to be working as the family began to adopt the culture of the nation as if they were no strangers. From brewery to inns, the heart of their blood and silver would be this very building you work in. Soon you and a few others would have to pick up your guest before nightfall.

“I know, but you need to be dressed the most, Mada.” You wanted her to look as perfect as it is, she is the star of the show not a lowly worker like you. If anything the competition for the top ranking is rather stiff and toxic within the Entertainment hierarchy. Witnessing many backed out once at a coming age, bought and or ended themselves of their misery. It is not exclusive to yours but to rival establishments as well.

“Call me Fuuka when we're alone together, hú dié.” Doing her makeup as well. She has been a parental figure to you, not allowing you to get pushed around within the work circle. You had a small circle of fans for yourself, thankfully the nicer ones than the others. Shuddering at the thought of them being so intimate.

"Yes, Fuuka." She hums at your answer while you try and perfected her hefty wig.

"Shingo won't be alone this time. So the parade would be bigger, befitting at least eight people." You looked up at him, you knew Shingo is wealthy but not to accommodate all of them including himself. Whoever is he trying to please, is certainly a big shot. Which pushes you further to perfect your walk to them.

To spend even a night or two hours of our time with all of them would roughly bill them a few weeks later, more than a million nothing less than that. All to show off their connections and wealth. If you weren't working here, you'd think this is all a waste of time.

Fuuka helped you get dressed too, painting your face with a cold white foundation, applying red lipstick on you. "So adorable." She smiled at the blooming child, clothed in bright and colorful patterns. Hair left in a natural state, though combed and placed hair ornaments well.

"Let us depart, Fuuka." A servant came in to notify us. And so the show begins.

In the streets, the progression of the parade is a slow process. One or two hours prior is needed to arrive on time, depending on distance. Last time it took five hours of walk time to even get there. With every step you take, your shoes make an endearing chime from the small bells inside of it. The sun beating down on the group as people gather around to see the top Tayū and her servants walk so elegantly, it is also good for business. To be shown off as one of the ideal ladies in Inazuma.

There Shingo and his company are, each person unique from each other. Now it makes sense why Mada had chosen an open space instead of the usual indoors. You have heard about these people, each more sinister than the last.

“Lord Shingo. Greetings.” Fuuka let go of the hachi monji’s shoulder to bow so elegantly, that too followed by the apprentices, geishas/maikos, servants and of course, you. Being very familiar with people gawking, but with the Harbingers is very suffocating. You pray that you won’t end up messing up with who you’re servicing with.

With the introduction made, you all went to the pavilion. Mada Fuuka, Shingo and what you assumed is the first Harbinger talking while the rest talked amongst themselves while waiting for dinner to be served. Looking at Mada Fuuka who gave you a wordless gesture to entertain at least one of them. But who? Whoever it is, you’d best pick fast or else your master would lose face if you’re too slow.

Guest Available:

Shingo

Pierro

Dottore

Columbina

Capitano

Pulcinella (*Platonic)

Scaramouche

La Signora (?)

Arlecchino

Pantalone

Sandrone

Tartaglia

Services available:

"Flower set"- Pouring drinks, sing, dance, talk, play games, tea cer.

Pour drinks

Dance and sing (solo) / (Group)

talk

Tea ceremony

Noh theater

Familiarize customer- Not available right now, rank still Maiko. Reach higher rank (Oiran) and earn at least 3 visits from customer.

Add ons service (+18)

Lovelorn set

Flower:

Giselle's calla Lily

Circlet:

Burning passion.

Plume:

Giselle's Pinion

Sand:

Wedding bells

Goblet:

To be or not to be

Weapon: Kudoku (there's no going back)

"Any additional services, questions and or modifications will be talked through pm, comment and or askbox, possibilities of combining all is possible but difficult. Though, you all know me, bubbles. I do my best. We will wait patiently for your orders." - Scribe

Ps. Not sure if I should add La Signora to this since she’s dead.

How to order

hú dié - Butterfly

Navigation:

Love? (Yan!Pantalone x Geisha) {Pudding}

All I want is to be loved! (Yan Capitano x Geisha! Reader x Yan! Pantalone) {Pudding}

One hand, one heartbeat (Scaramouche x maiko reader) {Mild dessert}

Star-Crossed Lovers (Pierro x Geisha reader)

tag: @youyue , @mellowwillowy

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bye-bye-sunbird · 1 year

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Regarding Dance with the Harbingers, you totally forgot about grandpa Pulcelinella being the wingman to Childe. He would totally be the one to negotiate the marriage terms in childe's place while childe would be meeting with us.

He absolutely would anasjkndjaksd

What would be even more interesting is that he knew you would be good for keeping Childe in check.

He's a very calculating man, just as he correctly predicted that Ajax would become a fearsome warrior, he sees the potential you could awake in him.

He knows Childe extremely well, so he knows what to do in order to place you in the right place at the right time.

Who knows the depth of his machinations in order to make you as noticeable to Childe as possible? Maybe he even is the one to propose a raise for your fianceé, after all, there's nothing Tartaglia loves more than a challenge.

#pulcinella #yandere childe x reader #anon ask

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wri0thesley · 2 years

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Nat I’m honestly heartbroken (/lh) that you don’t like Scara and I won’t get to read your yummy thoughts about him 💔. I love him so much and I know you’d write the best yandere and dark stuff for him 🤤🤤🤤

ahh anon, im sorry! i just . . . don’t find him very interesting, i guess? no hate ever to people who do; the scaramouche savers seem extremely intense and devoted and i respect that! but for me his story doesn’t really grab me and what we’ve seen of his personality isn’t super appealing; for yanderes i like the stern, serious and elegant type or the playful condescending type - i don’t really have much interest in scaramouche’s outright disagreeable arrogance. im also not a big fan of his design in a thirsty way which is really what my blog is for! i know there are lots of people out there who do like him who im sure are producing lots of wonderful content tho! <3

#i uhh don’t really know how to respond to this I’m sorry SHJDDHFFH #but yeah. xiao kazuha scaramouche n heizou all do nothing for me #if those leaks are true that basically says ‘fuck short anemo boys’ huh.#but i love venti so. Whatever sfjgsgjfj #sorry anon i just. I can’t get behind him. Bottom of the fuckable harbingers for me with pulcinella sfhddgh #not sfw text #yandere mention #genshin impact posting

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firegirl888101 · 5 months

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Insatiable Madness (9)

|Sagau Yandere Fatui Harbingers x Reader|

I wonder what will happen when you have to leave for college? Will you be able to keep afloat under the pressure?

Reader is Gender Neutral!

It was the next morning.

You'd woken up with a slightly damp face. When you grabbed the things you needed and limped to your bathroom, you could clearly see you'd been crying the entire night.

'Oh well, it's not like anyone will see your face.'

That's what you would have thought if you weren't being held hostage. You could feel eyes trailing your form, despite nobody watching you. Is this paranoia? Anxiety? You couldn't quite place the feeling.

You loathed your situation, you despised it.

How could anyone be so heartless? You couldn't understand, even when you researched all the harbinger's pasts. Sure, they went through horrible situations no person should ever go through. But did this excuse their behaviour towards other people?

Of course not.

You began brushing your teeth like usual, watching the dampness in your cheeks begin to dry in the mirror. All of a sudden, you heard loud footsteps ascending towards your current location in the house.

Fear coursed through your veins.

They must have heard you limp clumsily to the bathroom after waking up. What do you do? The last time you tried to hide in the bathroom from them they tore down the door and beat you senseless! Well, that was just Scaramouche. But you didn't doubt that it would happen once more.

Speaking of the previous beating, you felt a lot better. The pain in your legs had gotten a bit better, everywhere else was just about the same. You figured a couple more days rest would heal you, the only problem was you would never be able to rest with these harbingers in your house!

You heard a light knock on the door, the knock echoing into your ears as you feel your heart drop to the floor.

You walk to the door with shaky legs and put your hand around the doorknob. Your intention was to open the door and greet the person on the other side with a sarcastic greeting, not to carress the damn handle!

You couldn't help it though. You kept getting flashbacks of hiding in that public bathroom at the restaurant. What would make this whole situation worse is if the harbinger behind the door were to be Scaramouche of all people.

You really didn't want that.

"I know you're in there! Archons, please let me in. I've been dying for a piss!" A voice called out from behind the door, knocking slightly harder to imply how desperate the male voice was.

Is that... Childe? You never thought you'd hear Griffin Burns' voice this early in the morning.

"...Just a minute." You said quietly, hoping he heard from outside the room. If he didn't, you didn't think you'd grow the balls to repeat yourself.

Grabbing your brush from inside a cupboard, you unlocked the door and come face to face with Childe hunched down with a face of panic and desperation.

"Thank you, wait there I need to speak with you after!" He said very fast, running into the room and shutting the door in a flash.

Well, that just happened.

... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ...

Childe burst through the bathroom door with a satisfied smile. He smiled wider when realising you actually did wait for him.

The two of you walked and sat down on the stairs, since you declined his offer of talking in your bedroom. You scolded him for even suggesting such a thing, reminding him that it was the only room in the entire house that was off-limits.

"So... How are you feeling this morning?" He hesitantly asked, eyeing you.

"I'm alive, never thought I'd wake up this morning to be honest." You answered him honestly, rolling your eyes slightly.

Childe gave a guilty expression as a reply.

"I'm sorry to hear that."

Is he? No way, surely not. He's a Fatui Harbinger, a bloodthirsty and unstable man who reeks of testosterone. There is no way in hell he's guilty about massacring your entire family.

"If you're trying to make me feel guilty about making you apologise due to yesterday, please don't."

"Ahaha... I can assure you that's not my intention." He sweated slightly. "Rather, I have something to confess."

"Confess?"

What on earth could he possibly want to confess first thing in the morning? You thought, a confused expression on your face.

Childe looked like he was fighting with himself as he opened his mouth to explain further. He closed it soon after and stayed quiet with thoughtful eyes. He seemed to be thinking about something...

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"I'll be making my leave as well." Capitano broke the ongoing silence.

The Harbingers had been sitting at the dinner table, contemplating what to do once Y/N had left.

"You are required to stand to your post, Il Capitano." Pierro gave the captain a nasty look.

The Captain hesitated, however, after pausing he sat in the seat Y/N had once sat in themself.

"I should have known they weren't alone. Damn it, it seems obvious now. Who would dine at a restaurant by themself?" Dottore frowned with an impatient sigh.

"Could you even call that greasy place a restaurant?" Pantalone questioned the doctor.

"That is not the issue here." Dottore pointed at the banker, whom gave him a serene smile in return.

"This is rather worrying, it seems their hate for us is more justified than we thought."

"No shit." Scaramouche reentered the room, his arms folded as he sat down in his chair from before.

"And where did you go for that short period of time?" Arlecchino gave the puppet a dirty glance.

"I went to make sure they weren't trying to leave the house when I saw them leave this room." He explained with sharp eyes.

"You morons truly are easy to escape from. They could have escaped at any point in time while you all were lounging around the house."

"Balladeer, this is not the point of conversation right now." Columbina smiled at him, her eyebrows clearly showing she wasn't amused.

"She's right." Childe spoke for the first time since he heard the devastating news.

He felt guilty, incredibly guilty. He himself knows what it's like to be in the comfort and care of their family. To hear that he's the main reason why they were slaughtered? He felt ashamed. He knew the others wouldn't feel as much guilt as he did, if they could even express guilt at the current situation.

He was the one to suggest such an action as he got impatient, and felt bloodthirsty. Looking back on the past now, it felt very rushed. Didn't you say it yourself? "You killed my family just to 'take me away from my world'!?"

Why didn't he question you further? Why didn't he just wait for fuck's sake. His mindless suggestion might have just ruined this entire mission - might have ruined any possible information or friendship from you.

But, what if you never found out? What if you would always think it was a collective decision? You're The Decider, one whom decides what the traveller does and how they do it.

You've met him in Liyue! You know he'd never suggest to kill a family, considering he never fails to bring his own into the conversation...

Let's hope the other Harbingers also stay silent.

"What are we going to do about the whole 'being stuck here situation'? The Decider is right, we can't just stay in their house." Signora shook her head.

"Well, you also heard them explain how Teyvat's resources don't exist here. I won't be able to recreate the machine no matter how hard I focus." Dottore shrugged.

"If only I'd been entrusted by The Tsaritsa." Sandrone rolled her eyes. "I'm sure I'd have been able to make a far more efficient machine without having to use organic sources."

"And what would you know about my machine?" Dottore challenged her, his eyebrow raised.

"Well, for one, you're clones aren't very... aware of spies in your laboratory." She smirked at the doctor. "I am fully aware of your experimentations with the Cecilia. Not to mention how they were a key part of your invention."

"I should kill you for knowing this."

"And yet you can't."

"Will you two stop your squabbling? You've been arguing since we arrived in this world." Pierro ordered the two, glaring at their behaviour.

This is going to be a long and boring meeting like usual. Childe thought, groaning to himself.

---

"Nevermind, what's important right now is you do what you should've done last night." Childe shook his head, a small yet noticeable smile on his face.

"And that is?"

"You'll know once you come downstairs."

The second you reached the bottom of the stars, an expression of horror you couldn't hide showed on your face.

"What the fuck have you done to my living room!? Where did you get all of this!?" You screamed, pointing at the mattresses and duvets sprawled across the small room.

"Well, we didn't know where to sleep." Childe shrugged, standing next to you and sighing when noticing Dottore was watching a surgical channel.

"My, oh my, why would she choose to have that in her body?" Dottore mumbled to himself, taking notes on his small notepad.

"What's wrong with you? The morning has just started." Arlecchino glared, purposefully covering the televison with her hand from her vision.

"I'm sorry." You coughed, looking at all the Harbingers strangely. "You didn't know where to sleep, and decided taking apart my sofa and raiding my cupboards was the right decision?"

"We didn't want to wake you up. Especially since you'd been crying the whole night." Columbina pointed out, snuggling into the blankets around her.

"How did you--"

"Some of us don't sleep." Scaramouche hissed at you. "You were very loud."

"I apologise, I can't believe I forgot to assign beds." You facepalmed, partially to hide your face from the harbingers and partially to reflect.

"There's a guest room with a double bed one or two of you could have slept in, you should have knocked on my bedroom door!"

"Arguably, you did specify not to approach your bedroom." Pierro coughed into his hand.

For a good reason, which will save you a lot of embarrassment. But he nor the rest of the harbingers need to know that.

"Whatever." You yawned, snatching the TV remote from Dottore's side. "I'll be switching to the news since nobody is enjoying the current channel except you, Dottore."

"Damn it."

You swapped the channel, sitting as best you can on the hard sofa (still without it's pillows) with a bored expression.

That boredom didn't last long though, because on the daily news channel you liked to watch you saw your own face staring back at you with the words 'Missing' above your picture.

"Oh, what the fu--"

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"The Rooster's Little Chick" (+Art)

You are Pulcinella's precious grandchild. The Rooster brings you-the little chick- out of the coop to his field, and of course, he regrets it. A continue from this

GN! Reader, all Harbinger except Signora and Scaramouche, timeline after signora's funeral and before Sumeru event, mention of Signora's death and Scara's betrayal, reader is called using 'Master' by Pulcinella's underlings, age-gap , bit of comedic/crack, hints of yandere, borderline possessive, implied stalking and obsessive behaviour.

Note : Pulcinella able to control cryo in this hc. I DO NOT SPEAK RUSSIAN

Series II Series III

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Hatching

Pulcinella thought you both can bond together as grandpa-grandchild after this meeting. So he just asked you to pick him up while making sure you got his fatui emblem and his feather so you can get past the soldiers.

Pulcinella thought since you are so normal and regular, he can let the other Harbingers see you eye-to-eye.

Boy, for years working with them...he should've known.

You caught their eyes at first glance, but not because they are smitten, their dirty side of sick curiosity and pure dominance is what drove them to you.

What? you think because you are Pulcinella's precious grandchild they gonna treat you better? No no no, you are merely a blood child from their co-worker. They are going to treat you nicely only in front of your grandpa. Behind him? You are a little plaything, little baby chicken away from its protective rooster.

But Pulcinella knows. He knows his co-workers are psychos.

So as a good grandpa, he didn't hesitate to THREATEN the others if they hurt you in any way possible. Showed off his cryo power, he will make sure being frozen to death is the kindest mercy they will ever get if you got hurt.

First Chirp

It "tamed" the others, but not enough to make them back off. They are all curious and truth-seeker at heart.

Pulcinella never gave them your name, Keeping his mouth shut and only calling you "child" or "kid" whenever the others were with him. He makes sure the only information they know about you is you are his grandchild.

Once they eavesdrop and heard how you are "an adult and can take care of yourselves around his co-workers". You can bet those who eavesdrop just giggle and smirk hearing your statement.

But one day a mistake happened, after a meeting, when Childe is the first one to leave the room, his eyes widened in excitement to see you waiting outside the meeting room.

Gloved hands fidgeting with the bag with a Pyro Agent sharing his warmth with you using his pyro delusion. Your head is tucked under the cover of a fluffy hat with Pulcinella's feather, your mouth is hidden behind a scarf, and your red nose and cheek caused by the harsh cold of Snezhaya make you more eye-catching and interesting to him.

The Agent has spilt your name accidentally whilst Childe approaches you. "Master {Name}, would you like me to bring you a spare coat instead?". Both of you didn't realise Childe coming closer, Childe's heart jumped out of his chest after learning your name.

"So your name is {Name}!!!" Childe's loud voice booms around the hall into the meeting room where everyone's still packing their stuff. He smirked towards the meeting room door aaaanddd- "Childe..." there you go. He can't see it but he felt the disappointment in Pulcinella's eyes, hidden by his glasses.

Pulcinella who still standing by the door frame can feel the excitement from the meeting room. His sharp eyes stared at Childe who still smirking and slowly approaching you who froze at the loud call of your name. Now they know your name.

First Flap

Their behaviours are like a paradox. Whatever their doing is always the opposite of their reason. Are you... supposed to feel afraid because they are your grandpa's co-workers...or you supposed to feel frightened because they are THE HARBINGERS.

Huh? What do you mean they are invading your personal time? They just want to make sure there is no betrayal -like one from their own- from Pulcinella's side you know? Just to be safe.

They are not being pushy, they just want their co-worker's sweet grandchild to be safe. They just recently lost someone too not that they care ofc.

Hiding you away is unnecessary and telling you to not pick him up again has shown to be a futile attempt. When your grandpa told you to not go to the Palace, he found you being pampered in the palace hall by Childe who casually just said he invited you to the Palace. He didn't invite you, he stole you. Pulcinella tried to put one or three agents to cover you, but knowing his co-worker, they will not hesitate to deck Pulcinella's soldier just to get to you.

Sometimes you are just a toy. Finding where you are hiding is now a favourite game of theirs, where are you after meeting? Will you be outside the door waiting for your grandpa? Will you be in his office instead all tucked up warming yourself? Will you be in the garden hidden by the white bushes? Or you are in the library busy with books?.

A little chicken hid away in this harsh cold field. The Rooster? Of course, wouldn't hesitate to claw the "eagles" who trying to scoop you up.

Childe felt like he is the most worthy of you. You are not far off from his age and he feels like he has the responsibility of taking care of you as a payment to Pulcinella for taking care of his family. He is the only Harbingers who can interact with you outside the Palace but not for long. Considering he is a debt collector which forces him to travel, of course, he made sure to bring you a souvenir from any nation he visited.

Dottore is one of Harbingers who actively seeking you out. But not directly, he will order his underlings to check if you are in the Palace by yourself. If yes, he will tell them to whisk you away to his lab keeping you to himself. Often ended with Pulcinella having to directly pick you up from Dottore and checked your body for any injuries. Considering he is more hands-on in his experiment.

Pantalone and Sandrone have different approaches. You often found presents sent to your home. From a very fancy scarf and pieces of jewellery to some toys and plushies to really high-quality gadgets. Your grandpa often told you to just throw it away in fear they put some kind of tracking or camera to spy on you.

Columbina is also one of the hands-on when it comes to you. She often whisks you away after meeting, knowing you will be waiting for your grandpa. Of course, she has to race with Childe, seeing Childe just shot up from his seat whenever Pierro ended the meeting. Funny how instead of your own grandpa, it's his co-workers who are more excited to play with you.

Huh, Arlecchino just passed by you, completely ignoring you besides a simple glance. Is she not interested in you? Well, that is good, you heard from Childe she dislikes the businessmen Pulcinella and Pantalone. Either way, you can relax around- Huh...is it you or it seem like you see Fatuis agents a lot in your area now?

Speaking of Pierro and Capitano, they both are so conflicted with themselves. They know that compared to you, they are ANCIENT. The age gap and the generation gap are vast. They will have a crisis because it is their workmate's grandchild. Aren't they supposed to be your second grandpa instead? No no no, that won't do at all. They need to make sure they will be the second in command to take care of you if Pulcinella is away.

PULCINELLA DOES NOT TRUST ANYONE AT ALL.

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Traitor readers always hit different! How about traitor reader with all of the harbingers (but I got a special bias for Pierro) 😫. Like betraying one is bad enough betraying and hurting all? Oh boy

Oooh I like this! I am gonna split it up into separate little instances of what I think they’d be like though for my sanity. I may expand to a few other full traitor fics (esp the Pierro one I really popped off on that damn) later on if I get ideas!

Certain characters take it MUCH better than others, varying from a scale of “Oh that’s Lowkey Hot” to “DIE”.

cw: yandere (?) behaviors, murder, manipulation, imprisonment, forced marriage, forced experimentation

~~~ Harbingers reacts to Traitor!Reader (ordered best to worst ~~~

Childe definitely takes it the best. In fact, this is honestly preferable for him. He’ll let you escape back to your leaders after you find out, giving you a head start before chasing you across Teyvat. The adrenaline is the hot part. He can’t get enough. He’s so easily bored. Come on baby, run a little faster. Make it fun. And after he follows you to your master’s base of operations, he’ll slaughter them and offer you an official place within the fatui’s ranks. Under him, of course! He won, after all, and the winner takes all.

Pantalone doesn’t see this as the worst thing. He’s very familiar with traitors, spies, and secrets. Though how you got around him for so long is a mystery. Once he finds out he’ll just be so sweet. Come on, treasure, just tell him everything and he’ll protect you. No? Oh well. A pretty enough price—or a favor from his more violently inclined coworkers—will have them abandoning you forcefully or not. Then he can scoop you up and… convince you to come home with him. It’s just more leverage to have over you, and it’s perfect for a man with control issues.

Pulcinella just… drops you. He has a nation to run, and his proximity to important information is too valuable. Unlike many of his colleagues he is not willing to bend the rules for feelings. He’s old, and he knows whatever feelings he feels towards you (platonic, romantic, familial, whatever) will pass with time. He reports this information to the proper place, and trusts the people he commands to take care of you properly. It hurts, but most things do at first.

Signora really thought you loved her. She hasn’t felt passion in centuries, and now as soon as her frozen heart thaws it’s revealed you're a traitor? Her heart can hardly take it. It hurts so much. Leave. Go now before she changes her mind and kills you. She cannot bear to have another lover dead in her arms. So take this chance and go, if you don’t, ice will encase her heart and she will slaughter you.

Columbina goes the kidnapping route essentially immediately. You can’t be a spy if you can’t report back to your masters! She’s very gentle though, running her fingers through your hair, humming happily, showering you with beautiful outfits and clothes. Even if you’re paralyzed from her haunting melodies, and feathers and eyes unfurl from the corners of your vision. Like a bird in a cage. It’s really your fault for catching the attention of someone so insane and powerful.

Arlecchino reacts similarly to Capitano, she is very proficient at breaking people down, ruining them, and turning them into what she thinks you ought to be. How dare you? This is a betrayal she will have to remedy. Loyalty is necessary. She’s crueler than him about it. Less patient. You will not be coming out of this unscarred. It’s better to just give in quickly, convincing her you learned your lesson, that you’d never betray her again. Reguardless of what you do though, several house of hearth members will be stalking you whenever you’re away from her, so don’t even bother trying to get back to your masters. It will not end well.

Pierro. Oh Pierro. You’ve never seen the man so sad. For a second, he looks almost pathetic. That is, before he motions for his men to drag you down to whatever dungeons are within the palace. He doesn’t visit you for weeks, but as soon as you start to think he’s never going to look at you again, he’s there, outside your freezing cell. The sadness so heavy in this man is wiped away by fury. He, personally, drags you from your cell. You can’t even walk as he pulls you along, stumbling every time you try to get your footing. He drags you for what seems like forever, ignoring you. Eventually, you’re in the Tsaritsa’s cathedral, with the ice goddess herself standing where the priest was. She smiled at you, and fear floods your body as he forces you down the aisle. He mutters something about how lucky you are. How many strings he had to pull with his god to allow this. You’re married there, ice freezing your ankles as you stand where a bride would, heart heavy in your throat. You know then that the only option is to say “I do”.

Scaramouche does not and will never take this well. Another betrayal? Typical of humans. He will go into a rage when he faces you, and chances of you escaping that rage in one piece is slim to nothing. If you don’t, ice floods his veins as he curls around your body, just asking why why why. If you do, he’ll drag you to the infirmary, force some poor healer to fix you, and then toss you in the dungeon similar to Pierro. He won’t visit you, thinking that this is a proper punishment. You abandon him? He’ll abandon you. He’ll come around sometimes though to yell at you or sob on your lap. Other than that, expect a life of imprisonment with mild favoritism and some physical scars.

Sandrone doesn’t take it well at first. When faced with your crimes, she immediately lashes out, destroying several of her newest machines and scarring you physically. After she calms down, though, she’ll calmly figure out everything that you leaked, who you leaked it to, and begin to work while you stay in a cell in her lab. She comes back to you a few days later, in which you’ve been completely abandoned, with some sort of mechanical collar and a tracking chip. Oh calm down, she’ll say as she rolls her eyes. The surgery is quick, but done without any anesthesia. The collar records everything and will shock and paralyze you upon exiting her laboratory. The chip is for tracking, but it can also release poison into your bloodstream. There! She was being so nice, not turning you into a machine. Say thank you, it might make her more likely to feed you.

Dottore has a breakdown almost immediately upon hearing this. He’d cackle, pacing in front of you, rambling on about how bold you were to try this shit with the cruelest of the Harbingers. Really? Playing with his heart is probably the worst mistake a person could ever make. He’s never been too enamored with human bodies, but monsters? Abyssal creatures? He finds them so beautiful, and he’s been needing a new subject. Don’t worry, it won’t hurt! Just be quiet and let him make you into the ideal version of yourself. He’d never dare do this to you if you weren’t a traitor, he loved you, but all bets are off as soon as you sabotaged his work and smuggled information. And the worst part? You’d still be his lover. Forever bound. Just more monstrous than before.

~~~

Lowkey I can’t believe I wrote for all of them. I didn’t think I do them all but then I had IDEAS. Which is somewhat uncommon for me. Everyone clap!

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