#and i have a ranking of the fatui harbingers in my head but im not drawing them all

[mlady-magnolia]

The White Widow - Seventh of the Eleven Fatui Harbingers

[blitzyn]

rookie mistake

dottore x m!reader

Request: Requests are open right? I hope so 🤞 Would I be able to ask for a sub!(male/amab)reader X dom!dottore? With some blackmail and coercion, preferably leaning towards dubious consent but I’m am a-ok with non-con elements, with a fatui/subordinate reader? If you could add in a small scene of him continuing while talking with someone outside the door that’s be awesome 😎 - Anonymous

Synopsis: You accidentally invade Dottore's office in search of intel.

a/n -> yall i know that i said i was on the fence about writing for genshin, but it was dottore and i love him plus i really liked this idea despite it having collected dust in my inbox for decades. whoever requested this: i love your mind and im so sorry it took me forever to decide to write this!! but just a reminder to whoever sees this, i will not be writing for fontaine unless stated otherwise!!

wc -> 3.6k

cw -> non-con, blackmail, coercion, blowjob, deepthroat, literally getting caught, spit as lube, anal fingering, anal sex, standing doggy position, fatuus/infiltrator reader, guys he calls you a rat because you're a spy, not beta read

Your job was straightforward. But it was also one of the most grueling missions you've ever been assigned to.

With your status as an elite spy, you were tasked with infiltrating the Fatui as one of their ranks to gather information regarding the locations and purposes of specific forts to prevent potential attacks and keep the organization from acquiring knowledge valuable to their cause.

There was absolutely no room for error, lest you get caught and pay for that mistake with your life.

Fortunately enough, the mask everyone was required to wear (with the exception of the Harbingers) concealed your identity, allowing you to execute your orders with relative ease. Of course, it wasn't completely simple. You had to fight your way up the ranks in order to even get a hint of the plan from your superiors, which took years to even get recognized for your efforts.

Several times have you had to go against your moral compass. Several times, you doubted your abilities and questioned if you were even making a dent in the Fatui's plans. Although, when you heard a faint argument due to a lack of resources, you knew you were on the right track.

But one day, you noticed that an agent's office door was left unlocked. There was no one in the hallways, and not a soul knew that you had stolen an important document that recorded data for some valuable supply that you didn't care enough to read about.

Making sure you tucked the paper deep inside your coat pocket, you strained your ears to ensure you were alone before taking the risk and entering the isolated office. It looked like your standard room. Boring, silent, and strangely barren of many decorations. You took a moment to inspect the area before deciding to take a step forward when your blood suddenly ran cold.

"I don't use this office very often," a voice said from behind you. You just about jumped out of your skin, swiveling your head to the person behind you. It took you a moment to put a face to the name you'd heard so many times before, but when you did, you quickly regretted your decision to search for any additional information. "But even so, don't you think it's rude to invade someone's personal space?"

You froze, unable to find the right words. Nothing could explain why you were currently snooping around in an office that wasn't yours—much, much less when it belonged to the Second of the Eleven Harbingers.

You inwardly cursed your naive eagerness to do more than you were asked. Your years of experience as a spy should've kept you from making such a rookie mistake, and now all your work was going down the drain.

The two of you stared at each other for what felt like an eternity, fighting the urge to fidget at the overwhelming feeling of his gaze on you, analyzing your appearance. He broke the silence with a hum, neither intrigued nor entirely disappointed.

"I have heard others spread rumors of a mole within our ranks but thought nothing more of their words as an excuse for their inability to secure our resources," Dottore mused, raising a hand to his chin. "I assume that the mole is you?"

You couldn't bring yourself to reply. Your throat was dry, and your stomach twisted into knots. Not that he cared.

"I must applaud your efforts," he said, a slight smirk decorating his pale face. "Not many people evade our eyes so easily, and for as long as you have."

"But, a word of advice—" He reached into his pocket, pulling out a familiar device. He presented it to you, watching in amusement when you suddenly patted yourself down before looking back up towards him. It was the device you used to contact your organization. "—Make sure you clean up after yourself. It's impolite to leave your items lying around."

You don't remember dropping it or forgetting it somewhere. But that didn't matter anymore. You were stuck in the present with no way of getting out of this situation.

He flipped the device over, dully inspecting it as he continued talking. "After going through your data log, it wasn't hard figuring out what you were going for next. While this normally wouldn't spark any interest in me, this resource just so happens to be vital in my current experiment, and I can't have you tampering with my results."

He walked forward, stopping just a few feet in front of you. He was close enough for you to inhale his scent of sterile rubbing alcohol and metal. It made your nose burn as you watched him intently, tensing and fighting the urge to back away out of fear of angering him somehow. The document in your pocket felt unusually heavy.

"Although, I didn't expect such a seasoned spy like yourself to make such an amateur move," he hummed, ignoring your need for personal space to pull your mask off. And you were helpless against it all. "[Name] [L.Name], is it? Why don't you read the paper you have right now?"

That's when you knew you fucked up big time.

With a shaky hand, you reached into your coat pocket to pull out the report, unfolding it only to realize that it wasn't a report at all. It was a blank piece of paper. But you could've sworn there was writing on it when you grabbed it earlier!

He could see the confusion on your face clear as day as a laugh left his lips, tapping a rolled-up piece of parchment on the tip of your nose to regain your attention. "I believe this is what you're after." With a flick of his wrist, he unfurled the paper that contained everything you needed.

"What—" you gasped, briefly staring at your paper before looking back up.

"It's a shame you didn't think to check the ink before you took it," he said, faux disappointment laced in his voice before it reverted back to its normal tone just as fast. "The ink 'disappears' when subjected to anything higher than room temperature. When you put it in your pocket, your body heat, coupled with the insulation from your coat, affected the writing and turned it invisible."

Fuck.

He planned this out.

You swallowed nervously, taking a deep inhale to steel your nerves, even when it didn't do much to help you. "How... how long have you known?" you couldn't help but ask.

"Not long, really," Dottore casually replied, as if he didn't hold your entire life in the palm of his hand. "I caught you just in time."

"Now," he said with a voice that demanded your attention. Not that he needed to try, anyway. His very presence was almost impossible to ignore. "I'm willing to offer you two options. One, I hand this device over to one of my lovely agents and have them torture you for answers then promptly dispose of you. Or, two—" He waved the communicator in the air, taunting you. "—I have you make it up to me."

It was obvious which one you'd be more tempted to accept, but you knew that accepting an offer such as this from Dottore, of all people, was not a good idea. He knows he has you right where he wants you.

"The second one. I... I'll make it up to you." The words tasted like acid as you forced them out, watching a pleased smirk rise on his face.

"Good," he muttered mostly to himself. Leisurely, he turned around and walked towards the door, shutting it before refocusing back on you.

"Get on your knees," he ordered, placing his hands behind his back as he waited for you to move. He observed silently as you obeyed, staring at the floor in shame. "Crawl to me."

He sighed impatiently upon seeing the conflicted and perplexed expression on your face. "You want to be a rat so badly, don't you? So get down and crawl to me like one."

You were given no choice but to comply despite the absurdity of his request. Hanging your head, you inched forward as the cold, wooden floors painfully dug into your knees, stopping once the sight of his boots came into view. You held back a flinch when you heard the fabric of his clothes rustle as he leaned down to lift your head up by your hair, forcing you to your knees.

Instantly, your eyes zeroed in on the prominent bulge in Dottore's pants, making you painfully aware of what he wanted you to do next. With a suspiciously gentle tug, he brought you slightly closer to him. You could tell he was getting impatient.

"Well?" He questioned, a frown gracing his features. "You don't need instructions. Go on."

You glanced up at him with blatant disgust in your eyes before raising your hands to undo his pants and reveal his semi-hard cock. You suppressed a grimace as you held it in your hand, steeling your nerves just enough to be able to lick a stripe down the side. Flattening your tongue, you moved back up to take the tip in your mouth, letting your saliva slip past the corners of your lips to lubricate the rest of his dick.

You half-assed it all, not bothering to take it all the way down or, at the very least, use your tongue. However, Dottore caught on quick enough with an annoyed sigh. You supposed you shouldn't have been surprised when he tangled his fingers into your hair and shoved you down, but you were caught off guard either way.

You were embarrassed to hear a loud gag sound from you, choking and sputtering on his cock whenever the tip of it slid down your throat. You dug your nails into his thighs when he suddenly shifted and pressed the sole of his boot onto your dick, letting out a muffled cry that only served to please him. He made no move to rub it against you, simply keeping it firmly on your crotch—to keep you in line, you assumed.

You squirmed, internally cringing at the feeling of your drool seeping out the corners of your lips. Fluttering your eyes shut, you tried to focus on your breathing. In and out, in and out, in and—

"Don't look away," he said, refusing to give you a moment of respite, shoving his cock all the way inside your mouth, harshly tugging on your hair at the same time. He fucked your face, ignoring your sounds of protest as he battered your throat. He laughed at your struggle, entertained with the way your tears gathered at your lash line.

"Awh, is this too much for you?" He taunted, shifting his hand to the back of your head to push you down to the base. He sighed contentedly at the feeling of your throat tightening and spasming around him, gently rocking his hips. "You should've thought that through before you accepted the job."

With a painful tug, he pulled you off of his cock. A trail of saliva connected you to him, which you quickly broke when you turned your head to cough into your elbow. He ordered you to get up, unwilling to wait a second before he hauled you up by your arm impatiently. He effortlessly moved your body, pressing your cheek against the wooden door as he pushed on your back, forcing it to arch.

Deeming your position acceptable, he tucked his fingers underneath the waistband of your pants to yank them down to your knees. Your breath hitched at the sudden change in temperature, refusing to lean back and seek any warmth from Dottore.

With one hand on your hip, the other strayed toward your ass, spreading it to inspect your hole. It took effort to keep yourself from fidgeting under his gaze, and you opened your mouth in a daring attempt to get him to hurry up when he suddenly spat on your hole, shoving two fingers inside soon after.

You let out a grunt, clawing at the door he had you lean against. It was an uncomfortably foreign sensation but you were in no position to struggle. A burning sensation emanated from your hole as his fingers forced their way inside, wasting no time to move in a scissoring motion. They brushed against a spot that sent sparks up your spine every so often, taunting you wordlessly.

"You're enjoying this," Dottore said, not as a question or comment, but as a statement. And the worst thing was, he was right. No matter how much your mind made you hate it, your body told a different tale.

You let out a displeased sigh, pressing your forehead against the cold door, not daring to make your words known. Not that he minded. He enjoyed forcing your reactions out of you just as much as having them given to him without a fight.

He made it known with a jab to your prostate, sending a shock up and down your spine so suddenly it nearly made your knees buckle. That was all he gave you before abruptly pulling away, leaving you uncomfortably empty until the quiet ptuh! sound of him spitting on his cock filled your ears.

Fuck. This was actually happening. And you had no way out.

In a last ditch effort to maintain your dignity, you tried to push yourself off of the door but was quickly pressed—borderline slammed—back down with a hand to the back of your neck.

"I don't think you'll enjoy the alternative," he said, the undertones of irritation and impatience evident in his voice. He squeezed the sides of your neck hard enough to ensure your compliance, nearly scowling when you shifted in place. "So be still and behave like a good little thing."

Without missing a beat, he lined the tip of his cock up against your slick asshole and pushed his way inside, forcing a strained cry from your throat. He made sure it hurt, purposefully moving slowly to make you feel every inch and vein.

You whimpered, trying to breathe and calm yourself down. The stretch fucking hurt and you instinctively shifted your hips forward in a futile attempt to ease the pain when Dottore held your hips to yank you back, shoving the last few inches inside you.

You let out a strangled groan, biting your lower lip to stifle your noises as searing pain tore through you. You breathed heavily through your nose, feeling the weight of disgust settle in your chest when you heard him sigh in satisfaction at how tight you were. You winced when he pulled out slowly, only for him to slam back inside with a loud slap.

You jolted, just about ramming your head against the door in surprise. You grit your teeth and pressed a hand against it as the wood audibly creaked and groaned under your weight when he began to move. You tensed upon hearing faint voices beyond the door, peering back over your shoulder in a pathetic attempt to get him to stop.

"W—Wait," you muttered, breath hitching. "There's someone outside...!"

"Then I suppose you're just going to have to be quiet," he replied with an upward quirk to his lips before angling himself in a way that made his cock press up against you just right. You were disgusted to feel heat beginning to pool in your gut, forcing moans past your lips no matter how hard you tried to stop them. You covered your mouth with a hand as you listened to the noises approach. Dottore was (somewhat) merciful enough to press his pelvis against your ass, though that didn't stop him from rocking his hips to cruelly grind his cock into your prostate.

"Dottore?" It took you a moment to process the voice as electricity shot up and down your spine, trying your damn best to stifle your whimpers. "Are you in there?"

It's Pantalone, you recognize.

"Yes. Is there something you need from me?" Dottore replied, shifting his hold on you to start shallowly thrusting. You squeezed your eyes shut, listening to the painfully loud squelching.

"Not at the moment. I thought I heard something... else," Pantalone hummed with a knowing tone, sending a wave of mortification through your body.

"Then if that is all, I'd prefer it if you left," Dottore said, his amusement clear as day in his voice. He didn't even try to hide it as he gave you a punishing thrust, the resounding slap mixing in with your moan as it echoed off the walls. "I'm busy."

A laugh came from behind the door. "Very well. I'll leave you to it."

Dottore refused to wait for him to leave when he started again, this time fucking you so hard you were convinced there'd be a bruise. His fingers dug into your skin, yanking you back in time with his thrusts.

Your legs shook and you bit your lip until you bled, but it hardly did a thing to silence you.

"Look at you," Dottore mused, reaching around to hold your aching cock in his hand. He gave it a squeeze before jerking off the top half, focusing on the tip. "You were never meant to be a spy. You'd be so much better off as my little pet, wouldn't you agree?"

You let out a loud moan, instinctively looking down. You didn't even realize you were so hard, but as you watched the head of your cock drool precum onto the ground, everything felt twice as intense.

"N—No!" You choked out, clawing desperately at the creaking door. "I'll never—I'll never be your pet!"

"No?" Dottore laughed, sounding so unbothered it sent a spike of fear through you, reminding you of just how fucked you were. Swiftly, he swiped his fingers over the tip of your cock before bringing his hand up to push them into your mouth, making you taste your precum. With the palm of his hand, he pressed it against your chin to force your head back.

You let out a groan, feeling the strain on your upper back and neck as you stared at him with fear and disgust.

"I'm afraid you don't have a choice," he reminded, pulling out the communicator with his other hand. He slightly shook it, taunting you. "Don't you remember that actions have consequences?"

He pocketed the device as he slid his hand away from your mouth to bring it to the back of your neck, holding it tightly as he harshly pressed you against the cold wood. The side of your face ached, but, much to your horror, the pain only went straight to your cock.

"So just stand there and enjoy it," he said with a groan, his dick pulsing rhythmically as he savored the sensation of your walls clamping tightly around him. "Don't fight how much you like this."

"I don-" Just then, he rammed his cock into your prostate over and over, reducing you into a babbling mess that only proved his point.

Your eyes burned with unshed tears, ashamed that you loved the feeling of him so deep inside you, but you hated that it was him fucking you. You could feel the heat in your stomach intensify with each harsh thrust, feel the way your balls tightened in a way you knew you couldn't stop.

"Please..." you whimpered, weak against the wet slapping sounds that filled the office. "I don't want to...!"

You came with a whorish moan, arching your back as your cock spilled cum onto the floor. You could hear the sound of Dottore's laugh through the haze of your orgasm as sparks coursed through your veins, knees nearly buckling.

"Yes you do," he groaned, voice slightly strained. You could faintly hear his labored breathing the closer he got to his own orgasm, noticing the way his movements grew sloppier and weaker. He reached around again, jerking you off despite the lurking overstimulation.

You tightened, sending him right over the edge as he slammed his cock inside you a final time, pressing himself flush against your ass as he came. It was uncomfortably warm as he throbbed in time with each spurt, savoring the way you practically tried to milk him dry.

But he didn't let it last long as he pulled out with a satisfied sigh, enjoying the sight of you, shaky and vulnerable, before him. He graciously gave you a moment before commanding you to fix yourself, stepping back to adjust his own appearance.

"Now," he said, sternly, like he didn't just fuck you within a damn inch of your life. "Why don't you send a message to your organization stating that you're not going back."

He handed you the communicator with a smug smirk, relishing in your distress. Taking in a deep breath to steel your nerves, you accepted the device, reluctantly typing in a message before returning it back to him with regret written on your face.

"Oh, don't look so upset," he pouted, pocketing the device. You weren't sure when you'd see it again. "It'll be easier for you if you cooperate."

He made his way past you, opening the door, sending shivers down your spine at the sudden chill. "But right now, you have a lot of work to do."

cross-posted on ao3

[hiraya-rawr]

— to pass the kamisato standards .

synopsis !! kamisato reader introduces their lover to their siblings, ayato and ayaka! just hcs and brainrotting

characters !! thoma, diluc, childe, al haitham, gorou, kazuha

contains !! gn reader, written while sleep deprived please don't judge if it doesn't make sense huhuh, a bit of a character study on how the kamisatos perceive other characters!

note !! been posting more lately! im in a good mood and would like to share more content ☺️ i also have drafts saved up. also, have you checked out the @/yaepublishinghouse ? i've joined the writing team!

T H O M A

Ah, Thoma? You don't even need to ask. he's already part of the family!

the safest option, really. they already considered him family long before your heart started fluttering around the househelper.

"well, it's honestly about time. ayaka and i have long noticed your affections for thoma," ayato smirks as you two turn red, "don't think i don't know what's going on in my own household, do you?"

not much would change after having your relationship official; thoma might be the only one to experience the change in people's treatment of him as the three kamisatos encourage him to be more proud in his status!

"we're going to get married, don't let people trample over you like that!" you pout. surprisingly enough, thoma is quick to adjust to a "noble behavior" while still keeping his friendly boyish charms.

D I L U C

foreign nobility? for real? your siblings would worry, do you want to live away from them?

thoma might be the only one a little more open to the idea. sure, he's sad but he respects your choice and who you love.

"Mondstadt is a great place. I'm sure it'll be a home for you, just like how Inazuma became a home for me."

ayato is more or less suspicious. "I've heard... rumors," he says carefully, "That man is suspicious to say the least. I'm not sure I trust him."

all in all, with how closed off inazuma seems to be, the kamisatos would be most reluctant to send you off to another nation for some solitary man with a questionable schedule.

C H I L D E

A fatui harbinger? Are you out of your mind!

no. no no no. you are not going all the way to snezhnaya for a fatui harbinger. love is fleeting, your affections will pass.

you really don't need him -your siblings would try to convince you- he has money? the kamisatos have money too. he's someone of rank? so does your siblings. what do you mean you love him so much?

"He's a family kind of guy! He's really sweet!" you'll plead and they'll still shake their heads no.

In fact, Ayato would go on a thorough investigation about exactly what the harbinger has been up to. From the incident in liyue to the homicidal tendencies.

unless you decide to elope, there's no way your siblings would give their blessing.

A L H A I T H A M

the scribe of the academia is a fine man, but some call him a... lunatic.

this one is a 50/50.

admittedly, your siblings are content with his status and background. he works under sumeru's government, just like the kamisatos, and was nominated for the highest ranking position only second to an archon.

he works rationally too! smart and efficient. that's great— but why is he such a blunt smartass?

Throughout the meeting with him, Ayato has a plastered smile on his face. Each conversation seems like a landmine, waiting to explode, trying to best the other with words.

Ayaka is more or less nervously sweating beside them, but you suppose you're glad that they're getting along!

G O R O U

oh? the general of watatsumi? an interesting choice!

ayato considers it a political win. with the kamisato name tied together with the general of watatsumi island, this could lead to better peace relations! and the kamisatos would be the head of it all.

being a general is no easy task, thats something ayato could greatly respect. meanwhile, ayaka and gorou are already familiar friends!

it's a little sad that watatsumi is on another island, but at least you get to stay in inazuma! you're also happy that you get to contribute to inazumas progressive politics as part of the kamisato household, living up to your duty.

K A Z U H A

the wandering samurai. . . ? are you sure?

while a good friend of the kamisato household, kazuha has already left the noble lifestyle of the kaedeharas.

it's not that your siblings want you to marry into nobility, it's just that they'll feel more comfortable if you were in a familiar environment.

meanwhile, kazuha is constantly on the move, never staying at one place. they trust him immensely but are you sure you're up for that change?

kazuha is a good choice, but a worrisome one nonetheless.

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[fatuismooches]

omg omg omg i’m brainrotting so hard abt arlecchino rn im so sorry if you’ve already been sent smtg similar but hear me out: childhood friends to lovers w the one and only knave <33

growing up w her in the house of the hearth, ur the only person she has a soft spot for <33 even when she began ascending the ranks of the fatui u know she’d always come back to you <33 i’m entering delulu land but im LICHERALLY going crazy over the idea that the reason arlie killed the previous knave was because they threatened you and she was not having that dgjskdjdjd im scratching clawing at the walls of my enclosure

BONUS: whenever u show up to fontaine’s hearth all the kids get very very excited bcos they’re going to be able to break SO many rules and arlie will mostly let it slide since she’s just so damn weak for you <33 all u hv to do is bat ur pretty lashes a little and she’s folding like a wet paper towel (“another story surely won’t hurt the children 🥺🥺 please?” “………fine”) one of the kids accidentally called you ‘mother’ once in front of her and her brain did a hard system reset for like 5 entire minutes LMFAO lyney is SO tempted to set up his idiot pining father with a special in-house magic show but lynette is a 100% sure arlecchino would straight up murder him if he tried (though she does agree with her brother in that father should just confess to you, because there’s no way you would ever say anything other than i love you too)

AHHMAKAONDW DW ANON I TOO AM BRAINROTTING HARD ABOUT ARLECCHINO AND I ADORE THIS HAHAHA CHILDHOOD FRIENDS TO LOVERS ONE OF MY FAV TROPES EVER 🤭 ooohhhh im words i cant describe rn…

Going to the House of Hearth and seeing shes always the quiet, solitary, speak to no one kid and your interest is piqued right away!! Yeah she ignores you for a while but you keep following after her so earnestly! On the missions, during playtime, during mealtime when she leaves to eat somewhere by herself but somehow you find her anyway… how can she not start to warm up to you? :( slowly but surely that cold mask of hers starts to melt just a tiny bit… you two are inseparable at that point, she refuses to work with anyone else <3 Arlie is… s-s-soft for you 🥺

AND UGHHHH her not forgetting about you even when she’s a higher-up, and a Harbinger 🤭 everyday, when she’s learning to adjust to her new duties, learning to deal with more incompetent people by the day… Arlie can just come back and rest her head on your shoulder and relax ❤️ (lmao regardless if it’s the former Knave or a random person they will be GONE hehe 😈😈)

AHHHH ANON THE BONUS IS MAKING ME GO CRAZYYY AJAIAIBDW I WOULD ADOPT THOSE BABIES IN A HEARTBEAT, THEY LITERALLY GET SO EXCITED BOUNCING OFF THE WALLS WHEN THEY HEAR THAT YOURE COMING!!! Help I would so be the parent who lets them break rules (within reason of course)!!! We can stay up past your bedtime!! Pillow fights and spooky stories and everything!! We can bake cookies together and playfully fight!! There are so much possibilities omg and Arlie is just like 🧍‍♀️yea there’s no way she would let this happen usually but,, sigh, the kids are literally beaming in happiness and crowding you and you’re laughing and smiling and looking so soft,, so fine, she’ll let it slide. But don’t expect her to join! (She’ll pop up around dinner time ❤️) (you *may* get her to join you for that one last story time, but it’s a very big *maybe*)

THE CHILDREN CALLING YOU MOTHER AHIAIVFW YESSS YESSS like bro you just give off motherly and parental energy to them, you are the parent they never had :( I always hc Arlie’s partner as being hella overprotective of their kids, like they are NOT getting hurt on your watch!! Making them separate meals if the regular food isn’t to their fancy, making sure their clothes don’t have holes in them, tucking them into bed and all :( Please the child would act as if they just said something normal and you’re just smiling really hard and blushing a lil bit and Arlecchino is just like 😐 outwardly but inside her heart is racing a bit ANISJAIAI. Like it just clicks for her that you’re really so wonderful… omfg she loves you so much.

And omg omg I would sooo love to be around baby Lyney, Lynette, and Freminet, they deserve the whole WORLD… you would clap and be surprised when they come home and show you all the new tricks they learned… you’d be their willing member from the audience to join them!! And Freminet, he’s a shy baby so you would just read him stories and help him with the big words :( you’d help him find more mechanical stuff to play around with and fix! And although Arlie doesn’t like when kids cry… the kids love you because they can cry into your arms and you won’t tell a soul 🥺

HAHAHA LYNEY BEING HIS FATHER’S WINGMAN 😭😭 he would so do it but Lynette reminds him every time that his life would be FORFEIT if he ever tried doing such a thing! Lyney is still thinking about it though 🤔, even the younger kids have caught onto Father’s pining for you! Like bro… Arlie, it is so freaking obvious how much you two like each other just kiss already smh (the kids have bets on who will confess first 🤭)

[greenlog17]

What i would do if i got ploped into trevat:

For this im assuming that its before the main story by 2 or 3 years, i have the ability to wield multiple elements like the traveler (getting them by touching the statues) and that im placed just outside of mondstat.

First thing i do is book it for the statue at windrise to nab anemo, then spend a week or so getting weapons, food, mora and other supplies before heading of to liyue, i nab geo on the way to liyue harbor and then take a boat from there to port ormos, head north from port ormos, grab dendro from the nearest statue and head out to caravan ribat, there i stock up on desert travel supplies and head out towards natlan to grab pyro, once i have pyro i head back east to bayda port to take a boat to fontaine, grab hydro, and then make contact with the fatui, i use whatever means i have to convince them to let me have an audience with the tsaritsa, on the way to the palace i pick up cryo and once there i convince the tsaritsa to let me join the fatui, i most likely rise though the ranks quickly due to have 6 of the 7 elements without even needing a vision or delusion, once im a harbinger id go arround trevat fixing problems and attempting to salvage the fatuis abysmal pr situation, if somthing bad is happening and it isnt sanctioned by the tsaritsa then its getting shut down, i would also use this opportunity to get into inazuma and grab electro. The rest of my plan just boils down to help the other archons out with any crises i can help with, ask for the gnosis or allyship as payment, and improve fatui pr so they wont try to stop their plans on principle.

[liyuee-qixing]

Harbinger with a kitsune gn!s/o

Tw: nothing to be worried about,reader is 500 y/o bc Kitsune,Reader is a tease,Taking bath together in scaramouche part but nothing too specified,reader wear hairpiece on Dottore part

Character included: Scaramouche,Dottore, Pantalone

Synopsis: You're a Kitsune that strangely work for the tsaritsa instead of the electro archon due to a contract between tsaritsa and ei. You're also the tsaritsa right hand. Much higher rank than the harbingers

Note:IM NO LONGER ON WRITER BLOCK WAHAHAHAHAH,btw im very very very sick lately probably going t hospital but idk‼️‼️‼️🤯🤯,BTW THIS IS MY FIRST TIME WRITTING G/N READER TELL ME IF I MADE A MISTAKE

Scaramouche

He can never understand why a Kitsune like you is serving under another archons,aren't you supposed to be with ei right now?

The time his eyes met you,you gave him an annoying and strangely sweet grins,he turn his head away with a tint pink blush on his face. And oh fuck it was clearly a love at the first sight

You both have a proper conversation when you and him have to discuss something regarding ei gnosis,he couldn't focus,his mind were on you all of the time.

The way you praise him so nicely is bringing heat to his cheeks,the way his cheeks turn red in a split of second by your compliment,just by saying "good boy"

How truly lucky he is to have an s/o as beautiful as you, your sweet grins,Your Soft five tails. The way you dressed,the way your ears goes up,make him even more inlove, He's a soft lover,he never once to call you a name.

He then learned you and ei have a conflict 500 year ago,that why you didn't serve her. He feel relieved someone share the same struggle and problem like him

You were having a day off,thinking nothing will get wrong in the fatui organization,that until you heard a loud bang coming from your door,it was your boyfriend. He look furious and mad

"oh my love,what happened?"you questions him, you soon wipe the sweat on his forehead and kiss him on the cheeks to make him relax. He calmed down,his expression changed

"someone annoying bitch gave another party our information and now the plan is ruined,I swear they're going to be-"he said,back with the full rage and anger.

"how about I prepare a bath for us two,if you're comfortable of course,you can tell what happened while I was your back"scaramouche expression drop,a red blush were on his face,you two do cuddles or something more intimate but never one the idea of taking bath together come to his mind,he just scoff and nods at you

"I wish you were at work,it would've been so much better having you on my side"he mutter as you start to pour shampoo on his hair,vanilla scent,very fitting for him. He then went on about his day,before he goes unusually quiet in middle of the conversation

"lately I also have very frequently nightmares and thoughts about her, sometimes i wonder, what wrong with me"he whispered,the room goes really quiet. Only splash of water seem to be audible,you understand what he's been through,you have been through the same situation as him,you understand what he is feeling right now,the feelings of being worthless and fear

"as long as you're here with me,you'll be fine,you can pat my tail if you feel anxious"you said, leaving kisses on his cheeks. (Mommy issues Scara lmao)

Il Dottore

Man without respect sorry not sorry, he's a high Ranking Harbinger himself so he often he doesn't treat anyone with respect,not even Pierro. But when he saw you,he gives you on full respect (simpttore real)

Oh you need help with something,he offer you a hand, something not someone like Dottore usually do. For tsaritsa sake this man a crazy scientist,killed and abused so many child,then why does he has such a soft spot for you!? The other fatui harbingers tease him about it all day when they're all gather but he always denied his feeling that he end up bottling it

He also couldn't help but stares when he see you talking but in flirting manner with someone else,namely tartaglia and Signora

His face was a mess when you confessed you like him too,he feel like he's the luckiest man in the world that time. Sometimes he doubt do he deserves you

He's most interested with the Kitsune feature you have. He usually inspect it when you weren't looking around or is asleep,and how shocked he are when you suddenly purr. Was pretty hesitant about continuing his inspection at first but since purring mean that you're happy about it he just continue,still worried about you waking up tho.

When you assure him it fine to play with your tail and ear,he goes insane,he took every chance to pat and rub it,he sometimes even comb it and decorate it with bow bc he thought it look pretty.

It was a normal day at work, Everything was going well with getting the Electro Gnosis Plan,The tsaritsa has to be excused as soon as the meeting ended,So she ordered You And Pierro to take control for a while. But mostly it's you to take control

"those are the worksheet, nothing too Much to do,Just some yearly interviews and overall opinion on the current discussed plan, please give it to the right hand after you're done"Pierro explained while he give the harbingers the worksheet.

Pierro finished first, followed by Pulcinella and Capitano,Dottore then followed fourth

But to your surprise he doesn't just give you the worksheet,He then attend to pat and rub your ear with a high pace,this doesn't go unnoticed by the other harbinger

"Dottore,the fuck are you doing there"scaramouche question as he watch the scene. Dottore didn't instantly answer him.

"fluffy ear"was only his answer before he continues to pats your ears with a fast and high pace

"what a very specific answer,thank you Dottore"columbina sarcastically said. Never once in the harbingers life they see Dottore act like this.

"hey stop it, you're going to ruin my hairpiece,why is your opinion is blank?"you asked, grabbing his wrist to stop him from patting you

"I don't have an opinion"he said, Trying to move his hand from your grip,it impressive how you grip both of his hand with just one hand.

"go back and fix it"you finally let go of his wrist and hand him back his worksheet

"no"before he know,a strike of lightning was behind him,he only uttered a small sigh before he sat down to his chair.

"wow.. they're surely very serious at work,if I was you Dottore,I would never do something like that again"Childe whispered to Dottore,dottore still look mildly annoyed,the other harbinger just agree with him

"they're a crazy maniac sometimes,I wonder how I'm still alive,they also strach me when they're on the Kitsune form sometimes. Ugh."he sigh before he responded to childe while he start writing down his opinion

"hey I heard you"you glared at him,I guess someone will not be petting your ear for a week straight

Pantalone

He know you for so long,He treat you just the same with everyone,with respect,it just that you seem to have more respect beside the tsaritsa but it not because you're the right hand of her. He doesn't know is it because your caring attitude or was it your beautiful appearance or was it your hardworking personality,it seem like he like everything about you,and it also seem like you feel the same way about him

He's the type of guy to instantly take it to a serious relationship,he couldn't be more happier when you accept his marriage proposal. He prepared everything for your both wedding. The fanciest and most luxurious things must be served for his dear s/o.

But he couldn't help but thought about something,he has a ginger cat on his house called Mora,He wonder if Mora's Fur is softer than your or no. He never once to touch you around tails or ear before and he's worried if he do it you'll get uncomfortable

Of course you notice it,you assure it's fine,his favourite time to pats you are when you're on your Kitsune form,your ear and tails is always soft but something about the Kitsune form just felt softer.

He let you sleep on his arm when he do his work,he like the warmth you both share.

When you're off work,he sometimes ask you to accompany him to the meeting,you will sleep on his lap or arm, sometimes the meeting table. The other harbinger only can questions about it. He like it when you're around him

The meeting about to start 15 minutes later,all of the harbingers already circling the meeting table. Yet they seem to can't get their eyes off something. Your appearance, laying on Pantalone lap and asleep,ear perked up.

"err.. why is the her Majesty right hand here?, aren't they supposed to have a day off?"Signora asked, slightly concerned.

"oh yea, they're accompanying me. What? Can't I bring them with me, they're my s/o after all"he said,with the same exact smile painted on his face,the one that make the other harbingers annoyed the most. How could you fall in love with this super annoying man?! But after the meeting ended. You were called for a urgent matter. While you're gone the harbinger tend to be talking about you

"I got a question for you in the name of science,How does their tails felt like?"Dottore question.

"yeah!I always imagined it's to be soft"then Childe followed, it's seem like the harbinger Is way more interested in you than he imagine

"what a magnificent creature"Signora also seem to agree on the current topic,soon most of the harbinger start also to question it. Only those who respectful enough to know your role that didn't question it. Namely Pierro, Pulcinella and Capitano

"hey who give you the right to-"he was about to start threatening them,until you show up.

"why don't you find it out yourself"you cut his words. The harbinger was shocked by your sudden appearance. Meanwhile your lover seem to be concerned at your words

"hey,are you saying it's not a special treatment I get"he asked,eyebrow knitted together.

"no."you gave him a sly grins before the harbingers burst into laugh.

Off topic,Kagamine Len haunt me. Where my Shiho😔😔💔💔

[uplatterme]

To Be a Fatui

cw: sub!childe, inexperienced!childe, dom!reader, amab!reader, voyeurism, office sex, masturbation, stomach bulge, cum play, overstimulation, crying

a/n: ah yes, childe. my first five-star and the first character im writing for on my blog from genshin impact. im writing a gorou one after this because have you heard his voicelines jfc im a furry now.

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

When Childe joined the Fatui, he expected everything but this.

He expected to have everyday fights, giving him the thrill and danger he used to have when he fell into the abyss.

Who knew he was going to experience thrill and danger in another way?

You were a well-respected Fatui, even the Cryo Archon knew that. Childe knew this because he’s seen it. He’s seen her come to your room, only coming out sleeping, carried by your arms. That meant you were someone the Cryo Archon trusted. If he wanted to rise up the ranks, that meant he had to know you.

Childe’s idea of rising the ranks wasn’t this.

He was supposed to give you a cup of coffee since you came in early today.

The warm liquid almost spilled on himself when he heard it.

Moans, pleads, screaming. The sound of flesh slapping against one another.

Were you torturing someone?

Oh, how naive he was.

“(Name)! Please, you’re being too rough!”

The ginger felt his dick throb against his pants, his hands still holding onto the tray he was about to serve you with.

“I know you like it, you slut. I’ve seen the way you always look at me. That’s why you’re acting like my toilet now, aren’t you?”

It felt like those words were a jab at him and not to whoever you were having sex with. Would you say the same thing about him?

Childe clenched his teeth together, glamorized by your words. He should step away and leave. This wasn’t something for him to get involved with.

His body was stuck to his chair as he worked, the previously hot coffee from before was slowly getting cold but he wasn’t. The room seemed like it was on fire for him, he was sweating. He was in Snezhnaya, for fuck’s sake.

What’s worse was the fact that his dick won’t go down, he just kept thinking about your words.

Thinking about you.

It was as if he had been hypnotized, did you have a vision specifically for this?

The next thing he knew, his feet moved on their own and he was right outside your front door.

“Ohh-, Archon! No more—I can’t!”

“Quiet now, We don’t want our Dear Tsaritsa to hear, right?”

He couldn’t take it anymore.

As he listened to what was happening inside his room, he rested upon a column, hands on his cock following the sound of your movement.

You awakened something in the harbinger, he didn’t know he was capable to be such a…

“Slut.”

Your cold and stern voice sent a shiver down his spine, it was as if you were reading his mind. He bit into his red scarf, trying to minimize his sounds just in case you would hear it.

Childe felt such huge shame, jacking off to your voice and in a public place at that. Anyone could pass by and they would see the ginger, shaking and trying his best to stand up.

“Ngh… Mpff-” His saliva was soaking his entire scarf, eyes closed, he imagined that he was the one in that room.

He kept unknowingly thrusting his hand, not realizing that you had finished. All he could think about was you.

The girl had already left your room, despite her inability to walk.

“(Name)-” He moaned quietly, back pressed against the stone column.

Your head shot up when you heard your name being called. It was a very sensual voice too, you could tell someone was trying to be quiet.

Was someone eavesdropping earlier?

“Aaah—(Name)…”

You found yourself right in front of the Eleventh Harbinger, pleasuring himself to the point his eyes were closed. He was listening in, it was a very cute view to see.

“Yes, Tartaglia?”

“L-Let me cum…” His voice accidentally came out from his mouth, his imagination must’ve gone too far wild to the point he was imagining you.

“You listened to your superior having sex and masturbated. Do you really think you deserve to cum?”

He couldn’t hold it, he was about to orgasm any moment now.

“P-please, please, please.” He begged, his hand going at a faster pace as his eyes stared into yours.

“Go ahead, Darling. But you have to clean up any mess you make.”

Childe moaned loudly as he dropped the scarf he was previously biting on, cum spilling on the floor while his legs weakened.

His ass rested on the cold tiles, him failing to recognize still that you were right in front of him.

“Are you done?” You questioned him, being impatient as he ignored you.

Childe was taken in by surprise when he realized who was right in front of him.

“W-what? How?” He stuttered, realizing what he had just done.

“Clean it up.” You ordered him.

The man was stunned when he realized what you meant. His eyes traveled to the spilled cum on the floor, were you expecting him to lick that up? He couldn’t do such a shameful thing. Then again, what could be more shameful than this?

“I-“ What was he supposed to say to you?

“I let you cum, didn’t I? This is the least you could do for me.”

He swallowed the lump of air in his throat, eyes staring still at the ground. He couldn’t bear to look at you. To say the heat of his cheeks was as hot as Natlan would be an understatement.

“Come on, now. How are you supposed to make up for your actions?”

His thoughts centered on your words earlier. If he didn’t do this, would you tell someone? Everyone?

“Please don’t tell anyone.”

“Then, make it up to me.”

Childe got on his knees and faced the ground. He licked his own fluid on the floor, tasting how foul it is and making him gag but he continued cleaning his mess up, looking up at you every now and then for your approval.

“That’s right, Tartaglia. Lick it up like a good pup.”

His heart beat faster and continued cleaning the floor, unbeknownst to him that he was leaking precum. When he noticed, he immediately moved towards it and did the same.

“Good job.” You complimented the harbinger with a smile on your face, satisfied.

“T-Thank you.”

He should’ve thought this whole thing through since the beginning. Of course, you wouldn’t let him go just like that.

When you held out your hand for him to stand up, he didn’t anticipate you bringing him into your office.

Your office was a mess, it was obvious the person from before enjoyed it too much. He wanted that too but he would never admit it. Childe would not admit that he wants to get ruined by you.

“One more thing. Tell me if you want me to stop, Ajax.” His name out of your mouth was so angelic. He yearned to hear it again.

“You know my name?”

“Of course, I do. It’s part of my job.”

Your fingers inserted into his rectum made him almost fall if it wasn’t for your table. You were wasting no time exploring his insides, scissoring his core.

Anything that his voice produced was incoherent, all of them sounding as if he never learned how to speak. You push his ass up whenever he slides down from his weak legs. “Aah! Gah! Mmf!”

His throat was getting dry from all of his screaming. You didn’t even need to search for his sensitive spots, it was as if you already knew where they were. You didn’t let him rest, stimulating him as he kept whining.

Don’t get him wrong, he enjoyed every part of it. He’s about to cum once again. “You’ll see why I always carry Ms. Tsaritsa in my arms, Doll.”

“Aah…” He breathed out, exhausted from the way you abused his prostate. His cum messed up your table, despite how much of a mess it was already from earlier.

You unzipped your pants, taking out your cock. This was the first time he’s ever done anal, despite his flirtatious demeanor, he’s only ever had one sexual partner with a woman.

It was quite strange how he wasn’t scared, perhaps it was because he trusted that whatever you’ll do, it will end up with him screaming at the end of the day. He’d gladly be your toilet if you asked.

He couldn’t help but close his eyes, mouth wide open when you put your cock inside him. It wasn’t even fully in but he felt like he couldn’t take you whole. His grip tightened on the table, unable to stop the way his thighs quivered together, wanting to lay down from the pleasure.

“What a pretty sight. You really are a doll, aren’t you?” You whispered into his ear making him tremble and his dick as hard as ever.

You force yourself further into him and Childe finally screamed. He felt like he was cumming but nothing came out, his cock was shaking and it hurt.

“Take it.” You say enveloping your whole dick inside of him as he gasps from how overstimulated he was already.

“Ngh! P-Pleaaase—” The words rolled off his tongue instinctively. He was getting a bit noisy, too much for your taste.

You pressed his head down the table keeping him from doing anything else as you thrust. “Keep quiet.”

He vigorously nodded his head, biting onto his bottom lip while he cried. That’s right, he shouldn’t make a noise. He himself knew that these walls of yours weren’t soundproof.

It wasn’t as easy as it sounded. “(N-Name)! I-I-”

You cupped his face into your hands. “Stay still, Ajax.”

His lower half felt so used, you just kept thrusting into him without hesitation and you wanted him to not make any noise? You were far too cruel but maybe that’s why you were in the Fatui.

“I apologize if I don’t meet your expectations, I’m a bit tired from earlier.” You told him, pounding him roughly to the point you could hear skin slapping against one another.

Childe feared and wondered what you were like at your best performance. How could you be even better when he was about to pass out from the amount of pleasure you were giving to him.

He could tell you were close when you pressed your chest onto his back, closing the space between the two of you.

The warm sensation filled his insides. He was taking in your seed, and it felt so good he just had to cum once more. His cum was so thin, his dick completely drained out because of you.

You rested your cock inside him, letting his ass be filled entirely with your cum, preventing any of it from leaking. “Ngh!” Childe gasped from being oversensitive.

“You really impressed me, Tartaglia.” You said before thrusting once more into him and finally pulling out, his entrance twitching as liquid spilled out overflowing down to his thighs.

[why-am-i-here-someone-save-me]

Then Came The Dawn Pt. 2

Tartaglia was no stranger to pressure.

He knew it well. Pressure was an old friend to him. It had been by his side as he struggled within the plane devoid of light. It had remained when he at last returned to the surface; when the Abyssal being that was now bound to him cried out for blood, to fight, to kill. It has stayed with him as he joined the ranks of the Cryo Archon’s soldiers, stayed when he tore through the enemies that stood before him in battle. It had not left when his hands were so bloody he could scarcely grip his weapon, when he carved a place for himself among the Tsarita’s closest aides through blood and death. No, Tartaglia was no stranger to pressure.

But never before had he felt pressure like this.

Within an office in Northland Bank, an envelope was shoved into the hands of a Fatui agent, who did not flinch at the excess force behind the action. The air buzzed with electro as the 11th harbinger fought to contain his fury; to prevent himself from losing control of his Delusion.

“See to it that this reaches Scheznaya as soon as possible. No detours, no distractions. I don’t care if you have to run across the entirety of Teyvat; this better reach the Tsarita immediately. Otherwise, it’ll be your head, is that clear?”

The agent nodded and quickly departed, leaving Childe alone in the office. He began to pace as the Foul Legacy screamed in his mind; demanding blood, demanding the death of those who dared to raise their hand against Teyvat’s creator. As much as he wanted to comply, he knew it was foolish to do so without informing the rest of the Fatui of the divine betrayal that had unfolded in Liyue.

Finally his pacing ceased as he came to a decision. Now that he had sent word to his homeland, it was time to do some investigation. He knew the creator was not dead, for as faint as it was, he could still feel the traces of their presence. It was small, but it was there. And judging by what he had seen a glimpse of at the docks, he had a faint idea of where they were.

Tartaglia opened a small hidden safe within the office, withdrawing the only hope of verifying his suspicions.

The last Sigil of Permission.

The events at the Golden House had destroyed the forged sigils, but the original remained undamaged. It was the last one he had, the last one all of Liyue probably had.

And if you were where he thought you were; he was going to need it.

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Osial was not like how you had imagined. You’d imagined him less… gentle. When you had mentioned how he wasn’t how you thought he’d be, he had simply chuckled with a smile on his face.

“I cannot say I’m surprised by that. History is written by the victors, no? As far as the people of Liyue are concerned, I am merely an evil god of centuries past. As one of Morax’s opponents, it’s only natural his people would see me in a negative light.”

“I dont think you’re evil at all. You’ve certainly been much kinder to me that any others since I arrived. Given, the bar there is set really low, but still. It’s been… months since I last felt this safe. Thank you.”

“No thanks necessary Your Grace. I am glad to be of aid to you.”

“You don’t have to be so formal. Please, just call me [Name]. Hearing ‘Your Grace’ just… makes me think of that thing being praised while wearing my face.”

Osial sees the way your grimace at the mention of your copycat, and nods understandingly.

“Ah, I see. Then [Name] it is. And please do not worry yourself over that imposter; once I have recovered a bit more of my strength, I will see to the matter myself.”

You hug him in gratitude, still longing for physical contact after so so long on the run. Yet again, he accepts it wordlessly.

“Thank you Osial.”

“You need not thank me my dearest Guide.”

You finally allowed yourself to sleep soundly for the first time in months, falling asleep against him.

Yes, Osial was indeed nothing like you had expected, and you were glad for it.

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[koutawoo]

I unfortunately didn't have the time until about a few weeks ago. my friend kept talking about it and I remember I checked it out but was more focused on other things. Lately I have been seeing all those fanfics writers I like talking about them and was like "Ok, time to get to the bottom of this" and got hooked! So I was kinda into the whole Kazuha hype, but HE CALLED ME GIRLIE! I mean... cheeky and OMG rude! But he kinda saved me? I just love this personality and everything about him, he is just, isn't good or bad... just... I want him but I have no way of getting him at the moment... also, from what I read here and there, is story is great as well, can't wait to get to rank 40 to be able to play it!

I know what you mean! please have a husband patch!!! like these hangouts or something that allow you to have some dating? we already have friendship level, it would just be awsome and only add to the game 💕

Thoma is just great, I just love his jokes! He is a charmer, I mean when Beidou was like "... if he tries to pull any moves on you..." and I was like "please! pull any move you want!"... but honestly his chibi art with the ino shiba is so cute 💕also, I am so with you, I would die if they make any art of him with animals! I am a dog lover myself and... this is a sure way to my heart, as if he didn't nestle there already. I would love to know his story!

and to think I had a writer's block for a while now until I started playing.

*screeches* mood??? my friend (not the childe slander one) mentioned genshin once but i brushed him off bc frankly i did not care about gaming. but then everyone (the writers) was, as u said, talking about genshin !! so i was like 🤨🤨 so i gave into the genshin hype after asking @/edensxgarden about it LOL

kazuha?? i mean… kazuha’s cool (he rlly is), but like… CHILDE?? yeah, i get u LOL childe’s literally everything and when he laughs, or when he flips a switch and becomes mr antagonist *cries* yeah, he’s not good, he’s not bad, i’m glad they let us see him as childe the fatui harbinger AND childe the charming man-boy. he’s got so much confidence about him especially since he was trained to be the strongest since he was a kid and he excels at everything he does. but at the same time, he LACKS confidence in himself, as u will see in his story quest. and yknow how he uses a bow as his weapon?? man literally nerfed himself bc he said he’s the least adept with the bow but it makes it all the more satisfying when he beats enemies with it *sighs* childe’s got me ruined

plsplsplsplspls come back and rant to me about childe’s story quest once u get to it bc OML i loved it so much. and about childe !! yeah.. it’ll be a while till he gets a rerun :// i honestly wasn’t expecting reruns to happen so early, and it cant be helped when ur a newer player who missed out on it T__T

inazuma is literally FEM power atm so the husband department is lacking. i mean, im not complaining bc i want my wives too but LOL the hangout events sometimes literally feel like a romantic getaway but it’s just for us to get to know the characters on a deeper level. and dudddee, it’s only for 4* characters atm 😔 at least, if the rumors r true about thoma being a 4*, we should be getting a hangout event with him one day

AH, SAME! i was NOT expecting to see thoma right off the bat with so much screen time, dude, thoma’s a heart breaker 😔 he got my heart broken when he was gonna buy the lady a dinner date with US right there OTL jk, but he’s just rlly smooth huh

his story is probably angsty, considering that he’s not from inazuma and he’s a puppy that ayaka picked up and made her friend/advisor. i head cannon that thoma is a countryside farmer boy LOL theres so much fan art of thoma and dogs out there so i hope u saw all those serotonin inducing pieces 😩💓

congrats getting over ur writers block omg >:0 but maybe the issue now is that u have too much to write about LOL