#genshin regrator

[dawndelion-winery]

hello! I saw that your request status was open and recently ive read your "you fell first, they fell harder" can we get a part 2 of that? (w diff characters, any characters are fine!)

Idk can you?

You Fell First

They fell harder

Ft. Pantalone, Alhaitham, Scaramouche

Pantalone:

He knows all too well how easily emotions cloud one's logic

And he fully plans to exploit that fact

It just amuses him greatly to see how willingly you'd obey him, almost like a pet

Until it started to seem more like you were just a doting master, and he, your spoilt cat

It finally dawned on him when you'd noticed he looked a little tense and offered to massage his shoulders

The more he relaxed into your touch, the less he wanted you to stop touching him

Until he caught one of your hands and brought it to cup his own cheek

Nuzzling said hand before planting a kiss on your palm

Yes, he could definitely get used to this sort of treatment

And you should get used to giving him said treatment or he'll loom over you pretending to be monitoring you

Really just looking for an opportunity to hold you from behind or something

Alhaitham:

Disgusting icky plant man

He probably just didn't realised he was fond of you ngl

Which leads to a lot of "they're just a friend" moments

He's holding doors for you, even doing a lil jog to make sure he gets to the door before you do - very friendly behaviour

Leans his head on your shoulder when you flirt with him - classic friend activity

You're such a great friend for tagging along to help out with all his shenanigans<3

But why are the people he's trying to negotiate getting so...chummy with you?

Now that won't do, he's the only one who's supposed to kiss your knuckles and sidle up to you

"What are you, grouchy, their boyfriend?"

"That is correct, so if you had any semblance of sense left, you'd step away from them."

Scaramouche:

First he thinks it's a joke; you're friends now, friends joke about these things, right?

Then he starts to suspect you're trying to pull a prank on him and break his heart like everyone else dear to him did; very funny, but he's figured it out so please stop

But when you insist it's not? He's still suspicious

It's like feeding a feral cat, you drop the food (your affection) a little bit in front of you and step back so he can inch forward and snatch it up before retreating, getting a teeny bit closer to you each time

He also finds comfort in you patting his head - ruffling his hair and the likes - not that he'd admit to it outright

But you'll find he's more willing to incline his head towards you, especially when you're in need of a little comfort

You'll probably never really notice just how hard he's fallen for you because he won't make it obvious, but know that anything you feel for him, he feels stronger

He scares himself with how much he adores you, how much vulnerability he shows you

And that's really the only way to know you've caught him hook, line, and sinker, because under no circumstances would he let himself be so bare before simply anyone

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[callibee]

[my-cherie]

𝗗𝗢𝗘𝗦 𝗬𝗢𝗨𝗥 𝗠𝗢𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗥 𝗞𝗡𝗢𝗪♡

pairing ꒱modern! step-dad! pantalone x male reader warnings ꒱ step relationships (though reader doesn't know it), cheating on pantalone's part, a few pet names (darling, sweetness, pet), grinding, dirty talk, praise. wc ꒱ 600+ thoughts ꒱ small genshin drabble bc pantalone doesn't get nearly as much appreciation as he deserves, this man is HOT, y'all. inspired by the abba song with the same name. NOT BETA READ.

You hadn’t seen your mom in a long time. Ever since you moved away for college she barely contacted you, so to say you were baffled when her wedding invite came in would be the century’s understatement. Putting on your best suit, you messed with your hair a little more and tried your best to straighten your tie, before giving up and just deciding to go like this. Not like you were trying to impress anyone.

While you were on the way to the ceremony, you checked the invite again. This was maybe your mom’s third husband ever since your dad left? You weren’t sure, but maybe this “Pantalone” (as you came to know his name from the invite) would be nicer than your other step-fathers.

… The place was fancy. You almost wish you hadn’t come, because the venue in itself already seemed straight out of an expensive magazine, with the full-on white decorations, roses and tulips and baby’s breath everywhere and a ton of seats in the middle of a cute, meadow-like wedding venue and now you were sure that this Pantalone guy was at least filthy rich, because your family sure as hell didn’t have the money for this place, even with the money your mom managed to get from her past failed relationships.

You stumble amidst all the guests, making small talk with some cousins, aunts and uncles, before finally settling into the back of the garden, nursing a glass of white wine that you were sure cost more than your apartment. Trying to look for anyone else you knew besides the few relatives you had talked to, you were disappointed to see only strangers. 

Fuck, was your mom gonna take too long to come out? 

“Hello,” you startled, who— “do you mind if I wait here as well?

Oh, that’s a very pretty man.

He’s wearing probably the most expensive suit you’ve ever seen, with a beautiful blue tie, silver glasses and— Is that a fucking Armani suit?

“Sure dude, uh,” you shift under his attention, distractedly biting the inside of your mouth, scrambling for a common topic you could talk to this stranger about, “do you know the groom?”

“Yeah, you could say that.” He chuckles in amusement and you realize suddenly that he seemed a bit... bored. He was just observing everyone and not moving to greet any of the people in the venue, even though you can see that quite a few people seemed to wave and smile at him.

The unknown man seemed to not want to socialize with anyone else, besides you, that is.

You mess with your tie again, trying to distract yourself from the beautiful, beautiful man besides you. Your tie just never seems to sit correctly on your suits, no matter how many times you've watched those tutorials on Youtube about how to do the perfect tie.

“Do you need some help there?” The man — fuck you forgot to ask his name — asks, clearly seeing you struggle.

“Please, if you could.” You smile at him, embarrassed.

He comes closer, slowly redoing your tie for you, and you stare at his face meanwhile. 

Without meaning to, your eyes are attracted to his lips and you bite your own again, thinking about how they look very much kissable. When you look up, he’s already looking directly at you, a smirk playing at his lips and his eyes muddled with arousal.

So you weren’t the only one to feel the pull of attraction between you two then, good. You weren’t even enjoying the wedding anyway.

(The man kisses hard, you dimly register, your body hidden away from view by the way he’s holding you, kissing you breathless.

His knees are slowly grinding your dick and fuck if it doesn’t feel good, making you moan each time he does it, holding his hair tighter.

“Do you like it like that, darling? Does it feel good?” He talks dirty like he’s made for it and when you don’t answer, he pulls away the tiniest bit. “Answer me.” 

And you have to gasp for breath, he has already made you into such a mess in a few seconds, it’s humiliating, but not enough for you to not beg him.

“Yes! Yes, it feels amazing! Please, please—“ You don’t know his name, god damn it all. He seems to notice your predicament, because he snickers a bit.

“The name’s Pantalone, sweetness.”

You give him your name as well, completely forgetting that your mom’s soon-to-be-husband has the same name as the stranger ravaging you. Even though it’s a very clearly unique name, your brain has been completely taken by his ministrations, hazy and distracted.

“Cute,” he says, before going back to kissing you to oblivion and starting to grind against your cock with his own, clearly hard and wanting to continue just as much. 

“I’m going to enjoy ruining you, pet.”)

[thatonegenshinsimp]

Sleepy Cuddles Part 2

Part 1 here!

Masterlist

Notes: Decided to do a continuation since everyone loved the last one. Enjoy~

Characters: Aether, Ayato, Capitano, Dainsleif, Pantalone, Dottore

Aether

He loves to cuddle!

Prefers to be the little spoon, but if you insist, he’ll let you be the little spoon instead.

He sometimes loves to go cloud gazing with you and cuddle with you while you cloud gaze together.

Don’t tell anyone, but sometimes, when he gets really lonely, and the burden of his journey through the Seven Nations weighs heavy on him, he just needs you to cuddle with him for a bit.

Sometimes, he’ll let you take his hair out of its braid and style it however you want to.

His personal favorite is if you can do multiple braids at once.

I swear his love language is physical touch and acts of service, even though he hates doing everything for everyone else, he doesn’t mind if it’s you he’s doing it for.

Ayato

He won't admit it, but he likes to cuddle with you after a long day of work.

He's a big spoon and no, I won't take criticism on this, although another position he absolutely loves is when he's on his back and has you asleep on his chest.

This way, if there are any other matters he needs to attend to, such as last minute document checks, he can still do that and hold you at the same time.

Ayato's love language is acts of service for the sole reason that it's been ingrained in his mind that he has to work in order to gain the approval of others.

He must admit, though, he does love it whenever you drowsily walk into his office at the ungodly hour of one in the morning, sleepily plop yourself down on his lap, and wrap yourself around him as you fall asleep.

He loves to have you run your fingers through his hair, it's one of the only things that puts him to sleep quickly.

For a while, it was a cause for concern, since it made him feel so relaxed so quickly when he felt the need to be on constant alert, but eventually, he just went with it, and goes to you whenever he needs to truly relax after a long day of signing papers and approving documents.

Capitano

He rarely has the time to spend with you in the first place, but if he could spend it one way, it would be with you in his arms or, on very rare occasions, him in yours.

It's not uncommon for him to go to you if he's just gotten back from a mission and pick you up before carrying you off to the bedroom to hold you.

His love language is gifting you things and physical touch, since he lacks in his ability to give verbal compliments, he shows his love through gifts and small gestures.

However, the most genuine show of trust and love he can give is letting you take off his helmet and see his face.

There are nights where he needs to hold you because he had a nightmare about you getting injured, whereas there are others where he wants to be the one laying on top of you as you hold him close to you.

Another one with sensitive scalp that loves head massages. He’ll lay his head on your lap and let you run your fingers through his hair while you talk about your day or he about his.

He also loves to cuddle after a long day of work, laying his head against your chest to hear your pulse as it lulls him to sleep.

Dainsleif

He usually only shows such vulnerability in the comfort of your home.

it's not that Dain's love language isn't physical touch, because it most certainly is, he just worries for your safety in public if others associate you with him and vice versa.

Which is exactly why he picks you up when you two finally arrive home for the day and sits on the couch with you on his lap.

He loves spooning, he's a big spoon, but he can't deny the comfort that you laying on top of him brings. It helps ground him if he's having a particularly stressful day, and it also helps him calm down as he basks in the wonder that is you.

He won't admit it, but he loves holding your hands whenever he cuddles with you.

He usually does whatever you're comfortable with, though. He tends to put you first.

Pantalone

He likes to be on his side and have you be the little spoon.

Being a Harbinger gets stressful, and cuddles with you seem to be the best type of remedy for that stress.

His love language is obviously gift giving, but he also loves words of affirmation, too.

He’ll lay down with you and whisper words of comfort in your ear as the two of you fall asleep on each other.

He loves laying his head on your lap, being able to look up at you as he talks about his day or whatever you two want to talk about.

This is the only time he takes off his glasses, since he can’t see very well without them, and since he trusts you to tell him if anyone tries to bother the two of you.

As much as he trusts you, you can trust him. He cares about you, and if the only way he can show it is through the way he holds you, then he will hold you until you know how much he cherishes having you in his life.

Dottore

He doesn’t usually have the time to visit you for cuddles.

However, that’s not to say that you don’t have the time to visit him in his office.

His favorite position is when you’re sitting in his lap, so he can still work and show you affection at the same time.

He’ll have an arm draped over your waist and he’ll be leaning over you as he fills out paperwork.

Dottore won’t get up as long as you’re on his lap, unless there are experiments that need his attention and his segments are busy.

His love language is physical touch since he never really knows what you like or what to do for you. You’re the only person he doesn’t know how to properly read.

Although he may seem cold and heartless to others, he has a softer side he saves for you alone, and it shows in the way he holds your hand and his smile is more genuine as he works.

[sustineree]

My first thought when I fist time saw Pantalone was “wow dark Baizhu”

[cyxnidx]

LIGHTS, CAMERA, ACTION !

characters: dottore , pantalone

summary: their reactions when they find out you do cam work.

warnings: reader does sex cam work , voyeurism(ayato), dottore is nosy

!! DOTTORE finds out by being a nosy prick. recently, you’ve gotten a multitude of filming equipment. when he asked why, you told him you were a streamer — but why would you need to stream, let alone work, when everything you could want is with him alone? which ended up with him being a bit curious — too curious. and eventually getting into your computer and checking out your browser history after finding nothing in your search history. which is where you fucked up — you didn’t clear your search history. which led him to the cam website which you streamed yourself masturbating. he couldn’t help but look at the teasing pictures you uploaded.

he confronted you about it later. once he saw you were more active, he took the chance to ask you about your computer and tripod. “so, i used your computer,” he began, catching your attention from the comfortable silence between you two. “and?” you questioned, not knowing what provoked the man to say such a thing. it’s not like you had anything to hide — not that you could think of. “and i found a Website.” he said, turning to look at you. “in which you were posting yourself..in a rather explicit manner.” he claimed. your eyes widened — “you went through my stuff?” nodding, he admitted to also saving some to send to himself directly as well. it seemed as though he didn’t have a problem with it — not at the moment, anyways. the only thing the crazy man requested was that you let him join every once in a while, to which you agreed.

!! PANTALONE finds out by simply asking you. the gaming chair despite you not being much of a gamer, the camera, the monitors?? you surely weren’t the type to want to stream any content on streaming sites. but that doesn’t exclude yourself, does it?

“you stream yourself masturbating or somethin’?” he asked as he placed his book down and adjusted his glasses, fixing his attention onto you and your expression. based off the shock in your eyes, he figured he’d got his answer. “im not mad, if that’s what you’re thinking..” he sighed, though later continued. “i’d only wish that you’d told me. whose to say i wouldn’t have wanted to watch as well?” he teased. you couldn’t help but feel yourself heat up the the sudden exposure and acceptance to such a lewd line of work.

[fatuismooches]

Omg this blog is gonna be great, may I request some soft cuddling hc's with Pantalone? (pls nothing suggestive in it) 🥺

♡ 𝐂𝐮𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐏𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞 ♡

synopsis: Congrats, you get to cuddle with Pantalone! (Lucky you.) How does cuddling with the Ninth Harbinger feel though?

includes: pantalone w/ gn! reader

notes: Thank you, I hope you like my blog! As requested, here are your 100% soft cuddling headcanons with Pantalone, nothing suggestive. (This man has me in such a grip, he's so pretty.)

It is absolutely heavenly cuddling with this man. Expensive silk sheets, soft blankets, luxurious pajamas. Whatever will make you the most comfortable, Pantalone will buy it for you, no matter the cost. To him, your coziness is essential.

Pantalone is a busy man, so he often doesn’t have much leisure time with you. Well, the easy solution to this is to barge into his office and sit on his lap <3. He’s always wearing that fuzzy fur coat of his so you’re bound to be comfortable. He will definitely wrap you in it to make sure you don’t run away. Sitting like this, braced against his firm chest and one hand wrapped around you while the other is signing papers, is so peaceful and sweet. 

You are free to do what you what - tell him about your day, read a book, or even doze off. Pantalone absentmindedly strokes your hair and brushes his fingers against your skin, inquiring if you liked the new shampoo and lotion he bought for you. He may not be with you all the time, but he really likes to know everything, even the smallest of details. I also think it’d be so cute if he tries to teach you some business while you’re all snug around him. He would definitely rest his head in the crook of your neck and chuckle when you lose track of counting Mora.

When the two of you are cuddling in bed, it’s so pleasant you could cry every time. He’s usually pretty tired at the end of the day, though he does a very good job at hiding it. During these cuddle sessions, he drops his guard as he finds your presence the only thing sweeter than Mora. He lets you play with his hair (you claim to be combing out the knots, but that’s a lie because Pantalone’s hair simply cannot be knotted) and take off his glasses. Seeing his eyes open takes your breath away every time <3 and Pantalone tends to stare at you with a smile while cuddling which makes you feel a bit embarrassed at his constant (but loving) gaze.

Pantalone likes to be the big spoon. From the trailer, this man looks super tall, so you are definitely getting held. He finds it cute if you try to leave the bed but you can’t because he’s holding onto you so tightly. He also loves when you’re snuggled up to his chest.

He’s a smart and observant man. He can easily tell when you want cuddles. However, Pantalone won’t initiate it because he likes to tease you. He will wait for you to bring it up and ask him first. But once you do he won’t hesitate to hold you in his arms.

“Hm~? What could my darling lover want with me now? Are they lonely, perhaps?”

“...Shut up and come to bed already so we can cuddle. We do this every day…”

“Ahh, so feisty as always. I’ll be right there, my dear.”

This man’s voice is so velvety and soothing. You ask him to tell you about his day just so you have an excuse to listen to him talk while you draw patterns on his chest. It’s mostly vague due to Fatui business, so you make him read something to you (you ban accounting books though, much to his dismay). You often end up falling asleep on him <3.

Due to his childhood growing up in poverty, I don’t think he was very used to real affection. It might take a while for him to completely become used to your genuine loving touches, but don’t worry. Once he’s sure, he is absolutely whipped for you!

[thatjadedhotmess]

what have they done?

pairings/characters: pantalone x gn!reader and arlecchino x gn!reader

warnings⚠️: mentions of blood, cuts and wounds, skin to skin contact, angst to fluff

synopsis: anon's description; Hiii<3 can I request angst hcs of how Arlecchino and Pantalone would be if their harbinger s/o went missing for months and when s/o came back s/o seemed like numb and distant? Fluff ending tho pls<333

wc: 1.3k

note: it's much long than I expect heh it's basically a fic at this point .3. I hope u guys enjoy it ++ added notice that I won't be posting as often for the time being as ahh life's getting more busy for me sadly :") as always likes and rbs and notes are all greatly appreciated mwuaks <3

Pantalone (潘塔罗涅)

☁︎︎ He couldn't work properly after finding out that you had gone missing.

☁︎︎ You had gone with him for a dinner together as a celebration of your first anniversary spent together as a couple.

☁︎︎ You had excused yourself to the washroom that evening, kissing his forehead before you left the table, bringing one of his subordinates along with you.

☁︎︎ He only realised that you had gone missing since you hadn't gotten back to the table after 15 minutes. he asked one of his female subordinates to go check up on you only for her to report that you weren't inside the toilet.

☁︎︎ What really confirmed it for him though was a little gem the fatuus brought back. your little gem. One that Pantalone had given to you before going for the dinner as a gift.

☁︎︎ He immediately informs the rest of the harbingers and sends people out to find you.

☁︎︎ Who would've taken you? Why did they take you? Was it because of him? Because of who he is and what he does?

☁︎︎ Why did it have to be you he pondered, lying on your side of the bed. It was cold. It shouldn't be cold. It should be nice, and warm, and filled with you.

☁︎︎ He couldn't function. He couldn't work, he couldn't eat and he couldn't sleep. His once flawless skin now tainted as dark eyebags resided under his eyes.

☁︎︎ He was tired. It's been months since he last saw you and all he can think about is you. Your voice, your smile, your everything.

☁︎︎ So imagine his shock when he was told that you had been found. His mood instantly perked up hearing that though you weren't in good shape, you were alive and you were to be at the medical facility within headquarters by midnight.

☁︎︎ Though, he still couldn't believe what he saw when he stepped into the room you were in.

☁︎︎ Your skin was badly bruised along with cuts and lacerations that looked so very painful. the skin around your wrists especially raw. your hair was in knots and matted, the natural shine they used to have long gone.

☁︎︎ But the most noticeable thing he noticed? The sparkle in your eyes was gone. Now replaced with a distant look as you stared down at your lap while the doctors treated the wounds.

☁︎︎ What in the world did they do to you?

☁︎︎ "Y/n?" he called out softly, your name barely above a whisper as it left his lips, praying that you would respond.

☁︎︎ He didn't like what he saw, that he was going to admit. your glare icy as your brows furrowed when you turned your head to look at who had called out your name. His heart dropped again as he froze, seeing the state you were in on top of the death glare you sent him.

☁︎︎ Though, once you realised it was just pantalone, your eyes softened and your mouth dropping slightly agape, shocked that Pantalone was actually here.

☁︎︎ You pushed yourself of the bed you were on, nearly tripping over yourself as you stumbled into Pantalone's already opened arms.

☁︎︎ "Panta im-" "Darling, please. Please just let me hold you." The both of you crumpled onto the floor, holding each other as tears started to flow.

☁︎︎ Thank tsaritsa you made it back into his arms. Who knows what lengths he would've gone to if he didn't find you.

Arlecchino (阿蕾奇诺)

☁︎︎ Pretends that everything is normal.

☁︎︎ She found out that you had gone missing while on an expedition to inazuma to help with the recovery of signora.

☁︎︎ You had gone along with a few of her other subordinates while she stayed behind, having to finish way too much paperwork and reports from signora's death in a foreign region.

☁︎︎ Due to the distance between snezhnaya and Inazuma, she only received news of your disappearance almost a month after it happened.

☁︎︎ One of her subordinates had personally gone back to snezhnaya to report the devastating news to the Knave herself.

☁︎︎ Sge felt her heart and stomach drop after hearing the news, her hands balling into fists as her subordinate continued with his report on what happened.

☁︎︎ "Me and the others can vouch that y/n was right behind us and-" "Excuses," she spits, "Aren't you guys a team? Why the fuck was y/n left behind? You guys are all aware of what y/n means to me. So tell me, why was y/n of all people the one at the back?"

☁︎︎ The room went dead silent after she finished her sentence, the lower fatui member not daring to say anything, fearing that if he did, he might not live to see the next moment.

☁︎︎ "Send more people out to find y/n immediately if you haven't already done so. I expect your next report on updates to come in within 48 hours."

☁︎︎ She… well… was not ok, at all.

☁︎︎ Everyone could tell that although she was trying to put up a strong front, it was just too obvious that she wasn't doing well in your absence:(

☁︎︎ The dark eye bags under her eyes said a lot, the concealer not doing a good job at hiding them.

☁︎︎ She was drinking much more coffee than she usually would, her hands occasionally trembling while she held a pen after consuming that much coffee.

☁︎︎ But the most noticeable thing that changed about her? Her snappiness. Gone. She didn't have the energy for the little side comments that she normally made when someone said something, even if that someone was Pantalone or Dottore or even Scaramouche who said something in an attempt to piss her off.

☁︎︎ “Whos gonna tell Arlecchino that y/n was found?” her head whipped in the direction of the voice. Surely, she wasn't hallucinating… right? “Y/n’s… back?” she asked unsurely, her lips trembling ever so slightly as she asked, afraid that she had lost her sanity and was starting to hear things.

☁︎︎ “Y-yes my lord. y/n arrived at the gates of the headquarters 10 minutes ago-” the fatui cicin mage stammered, bowing her head slightly as she talked to Arlecchino.

☁︎︎ And oh did she run. A gut feeling that she would somehow bump into you while sprinting like a mad woman through the wintry hallways.

☁︎︎ And find you she did. You were wrapped in a thick fur blanket, sluggishly walking in the direction of her office, a dazed, distant, and cold look in your once warm eyes.

☁︎︎ “Y/n,” she called out, opening her arms as she hugged you, squeezing the life out of you like you would disappear into thin air at any given moment, still in slight disbelief that she had gotten you back. So afraid that this was all just a fever dream and that she would wake up, cold and alone in her bed, again.

☁︎︎ You froze alongside her, having suddenly met her warm embrace. It felt like everything you had gone through was nothing. That's right, being in her embrace was enough. It took you a moment to process what was going on before you felt her warm tears on your shoulder, the both of you collapsing in the middle of the empty hallway, as you cried tears of joy.

☁︎︎ She was no saint with her blood-tainted hands, but oh the things she would go through and do to get you back, back into her arms.

[frogzxch]

THEM CHEATING ON YOU

character's pairing: Scara/wanderer, pantalone, dottore and childe might make a part two! this part 1 includes what happens after so that ya'll don't need to scroll for parts

warning: involves some slight nwsf, angts, cheating, pregnancy, fights , violent, let's just say they will have complicated relationship, some typo

enjoy this mess up fanfic HAHAHAHA

let's start now

Scaramouch/wanderer

You where looking for him you ask the the other's if they know where he is for some time of looking for him you where getting worried you started overthinking if something bad happened to him. It started raining you where running to find a shelter to stay and then you saw two figure from the distance you saw.. a girl rap around scara arms while they both where under scara hat, you though this was just an illusion you watch them for some time now you where silent.

You suddenly feel your heart heavy you touch your chest while looking at them they didn't notice you yet, tears running down your cheeks as you watch them both warm and happy while your there standing crying silently you couldn't move you where soaking wet and cold, you then run away without a word after that when scara was looking for you, you where nowhere to be seen.

Bunos part

Year's had past you returned it was your birthday you and your friend's decided to celebrate your birthday by travelling in another place, you where done unpacking your stuff and your friends where taking pictures of the view you decided to take a walk by yourself after a long trip you suddenly walk by someone who was familiar and there both of you face to face with your ex lover scara, scara eyes widen when he saw you again he look like he didn't sleep well he then greeted you " how have you been?.. I have been looking for you. "

You just staired at him silent clinching you fist you just said " I'm good thank you. " and then you just walk pass him. he felt guilty and regret.

Pantalone/ Regrator

You where about to tell him that you where pregnant, when you where holding a box and you where ready to surprise him with it the moment you about to open the door to his office you suddenly stop when you heard noises inside his office you listen and you heard another woman voice, you though it was just a employee but you heard the conversation.

The woman: " When will you leave her you know that impatient. "

Pantalone then replies " I will tomorrow love " he then kiss the woman you where livid instead of making a scene you throw the box in the trash and walk away you where crying you ran out you where holding your stomach, you pack your stuff but left the luxurious gifts that pantalone gave you.

When he arrive home from work he notice that the place was kinda empty without you he was looking for you but he didn't know where you are he look in the bathroom and saw a pregnancy test he saw it positive he felt devastated. He then left the woman.

Bunos part

1 year later your child was 1 year old and it was a baby girl you where playing with your child in the park smiling laughing you felt free just to be with your baby girl you named her Valarie the girl has the orchid eyes like his father and the hair like yours a white blonde type of hair skin that is like a doll, you two where going to buy a ice cream after playing in the play ground you notice your baby girl was gone and you where starting to panic and worried your heart start to beat fast, and then you saw your child she accidently bumped onto someone.

Then your heart sunked the person was your ex lover the regrator himself your child was looking up at him kinda scared because you weren't there pantalone look down and ask the little girl where's her mother the girl was crying and then pantalone carried her and tried to find the "mother" you then go to them and pantalone was shocked to see you again you then said " That's my child.. " you then took your baby girl and your daughter hug you tightly.

After that day pantalone was trying to win you back and his child.

Il Dottore/ The Doctor

It was the day of your anniversary with him you where well dressed and ready to go in his lab, you where walking by the hall when you saw him and his assistant making out you where livid.

Dottore then saw you both of them stop and dottore tried to explain and you know your not a fool to believe anything he say's after this happens you grab one of the chemical in his lab and then you throw it to his assistant face the assistant was screaming when her face was burning you then look at dottore " You motherfucking bastard.. I have ENOUGH " you shouted at him.

He tried to hug you but you grab a broken glass from the bottle you broke you then threaten to kill yourself if he goes closer he was horrified he didn't know that you could do such thing, you reach your limit you where mad you then just walk away.

Bunos part

Pass weeks you still work for the fatui tho, sometimes you would walk pass him he tried everything to go close to you again but it was to late. and then one day peirro assigned you to work with dottore for awhile you where annoyed about it when you arrived at his lab you have a frown on your face when you see him, the room was silent. hour pass you feel asleep from your desk dottore took off his coat and cover you with it he then kiss your head and said " I'm sorry... ".

Childe/Tartaglia

You and hu tao where going to eat some where while both of you where walking and talking about something, you suddenly remembered that you have to visit childe after a long day helping hu tao you then told hu tao that you need to go, as soon as you where going to run up to childe you saw a girl hugging him both of them look inlove you where shocked and confuse.

Childe then kiss the girl cheek while holding her on her waist you have tears on your eyes purring down you where heart broken from what your seeing right now you then walk away.

Bunos part

The next day you saw him acting like nothing had happen as usual he would kiss your forehead but this time when he tried to touch you push him away and you then told him that you saw everything yesterday.

Both of you broke up and you always despise him every time you see him you feel your blood boil already.

[immortal-exchanges]

Adventures with Panta-plushy!!!

Special blog mention : @regrator-pantalone look!!! It's you!!!

[dawndelion-winery]

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Highschool au Ft. Arlecchino, Pantalone, Dottore

Arlecchino:

Has probably threatened everyone in class at least once, the teachers included

As you can probably guess, she doesn't have a lot of friends

But you sit next to her, so you figured you might as well try to get along with her

But then it seemed she misunderstood and assumed you were flirting with her

She starts treating you to lunch after that, to the point you're always seated with her throughout the school day

Now apart from death glaring anyone who irks her, she does the same to anyone who seems to bother you

She doesn't talk much to you, but she did tell you to blabber on if it made you happy

You figured it'd be alright to keep talking until she tells you to shut up because she wasn't the type to tolerate things she didn't like

The again you never thought she actually listened since she always looked so listless

Yet whenever you offhandedly mention someone giving you a hard time, you find them surprisingly cooperative the next time you discuss things with them

She always did seem a little happier when you told her the issue has been resolved

"Didn't I tell you? The situation will resolve itself once you distance yourself from these problems, just stick with me instead."

Pantalone:

Class treasurer, somewhat of a prick

But he does his job flawlessly, so no one can really complain

Except when he rejects their proposals for whatever class ventures they have in mind for "being too wasteful"

With that in mind, he's never gotten anything short of a perfect score for maths, ever precise in his calculations and analysis

He's the type of asshole to breeze through calculus and scoff at those who can't

He makes an amazing tutor though

With calculation embedded in his nature, he knows when to praise and criticise you, pulling at your strings to keep you motivated - even if your motivation is just to be praised by him

"Yes, good work, look at how much faster you got this one, you'll keep up the effort, yes?"

And you can't really say no to him when he faces you with that close-eyed smile and pats your head

It doesn't matter if you haven't gotten past the first part of the question for the past five minutes, you badgered him to tutor you first and he will get it through your head whether you like it or not

"You're not giving up already, are you? ...to think I had such high hopes for you..."

He says it like he's truly disappointed and sighs, resting his chin in one hand as his fingers tap his cheek like he's deep in thought

And of course, you being a simp caved hard and fast, hastily agreeing to give it another shot

"That's my diligent student," he says as he pats your head again, and you should be more concerned about how quickly his tune changed but frankly, he doesn't give you much time to ponder as he shoos you back to work

Dottore:

Terrible classmate, amazing seatmate

Pretty much an asshole to the class, but as his seatmate you're practically guaranteed to ace any science subjects you have

Taking notes too slowly and can't keep up with class?

"Write faster, fool," he says as he effortlessly scribbles down all the key concepts, seemingly irritated by the fact that you can't keep up.

Big mistake because now you're even more distracted by the way his long, slender fingers move so deftly with his pen

If he noticed you staring he didn't say anything, but you swore you saw the corner of his lips tug upwards in a smirk

You know you're in trouble when the bell rings and you realised you've missed nearly everything

Yet, for some unknown reason, it would seemed he felt a shred of kindness towards you, sliding the notes he so boredly scrawled over to you before packing up his things and leaving for the next class

His notes are like a cheat sheet to your entire syllabus

Which leads to you often praising how smart he is, to which he scoffs and tells you flattery won't convince him to keep helping you keep up with class

That's a lie, it does

It also convinces him to tutor you

Not the best idea when you're more likely to study him than you're work, though he usually remedies that by grabbing your jaw to turn your attention back to your papers

His face comes dangerously close to yours when he explains things to you as you write, normally with him standing behind you and hunching over you with his face next to yours

His furrowed brows and keen eyes scanning your work to criticise your mistakes were quite the sight to behold - his side profile is vv pretty

And rest assured, you will understand whatever he teaches you, however much it takes

If he has to repeat and paraphrase himself, so be it, as long as your attention was on him and you kept looking at him like he was a godsend

Honestly, he just enjoys the attention and fawning, it feeds his ego sm

"I suppose I can't expect you to understand things as quickly as I do. Ah well, no matter, consider yourself fortunate you have someone as brilliant as I to help you."

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Achilles Heel [Pantalone X Reader Series]

❝I cannot kill you, for your end will become my eternal damnation.❞

Pairing/s: Pantalone x Gender Neutral Reader SYNOPSIS: Pantalone does not do well with love. He never thought, wanted, much less had experience in that field. He viewed it as a weakness, a bad omen hanging above his head. But he was prepared to make an exception for you. He'd let you become his only Achilles Heel if it meant keeping you.

INTRODUCTION | part 1 / ?

"What do you want from me?" you asked.

     "Want is too shallow of a word, I'm afraid." Pantalone pivoted the heel of his shoe to face you directly. His eyes, illuminated by the fickle candle of the room, glimmered in determination— one you haven't seen yourself since the day he hired you. He looked like a judge in a courtroom, a verdict ready to roll out of his tongue. But behind it, there was a hint of discomposure.

     What had made this man who was so sure of his principles falter?

     "I do not care for the welfare of others. But you," he breathed, marching in your direction. He reached out to hold the tip of your chin, his thumb gently caressing the skin of your face as if you were porcelain. "You make me irrational. Emotional. You make me feel weak. Do you realize how much of a problem that is for me?"

You leaned into his touch, answering, "Then kill me. I do not want to become a liability to you."

     Pantalone heaved a sigh, now gingerly cupping your face while his eyes admired your features, like a jeweler inspecting the rarest of all gems. So pristine. So inimitable. And now that treasured jewel stared back at him with an unwavering gaze.

     How he revered your attention. "I can't,"

     "Why not?"

❝I CANNOT KILL YOU, FOR YOUR END WILL BECOME MY ETERNAL DAMNATION.❞

     The only exception, his Achilles Heel; the cause of his greatest downfall.

READ THE SERIES!

ACHILLES HEEL CHAPTER NAVIGATION:

chapter one: a lion's den

chapter two: of blood and tears

chapter three: between the lines

chapter four: porcelain dolls

chapter five: he who seeks the divine gaze

chapter six: midas touch

chapter seven: the first key

chapter eight: to cleave a diamond

chapter nine: artemis' den

chapter ten: remorseful desires

[madamemachikonew]

Chapter 43 of my Pants x Fem Reader SLOW BURN long fic, The Serpent.

Pantalone receives a guest from Liyue

Overall rating 'Mature' for now (because no smut yet but there will be eventually)

[silvery-orchid]

imagine being yan!pantalone's darling. staying by his side for a few years and letting him use you. always hoping to escape and leave no matter how many luxuries he throws your way. imagine if you got a vision on your successful escape attempt.

imagine his pride and ego bruised and wounded and the fact that he was never good enough for one coming back. and you, someone so weak they had to play pretend all this time - you got it so easily?

pantalone will do everything to get you back and rip it out of your hands. crush it under his boot. you were too delicate in his eyes but perhaps you can handle a delusion now. and he is willing to go very far. to play the long game. in the end one of you two will win - better hope that its you who takes the victory.

[novanovocaine]

Imperfect pt. 2 (also on A03)

Author’s Note: Hiii guys! My last post did so much better than I expected so I’m excited to post the next part! There is no smut in this chapter just yet, but part 3 is mostly smut so if this post gets 100 notes, I’ll be posting part 3! Thank you guys so much for the love <3

Summary: While you and Pantalone speak on the phone, you eventually learn his real name. One thing leads to another and after you invite him to your room and a misunderstanding erupts due to his low self-esteem, things get a bit steamy in the shower~

(P.s: I picked the name Giulio for a specific reason and I’ll explain it on a separate but short post!)

Pantalone made sure to erase the status of 'strangers' between you two. 

Before you think much of it, he's asking you all sorts of questions, when's your birthday, what's your favorite food, what do you do in your down time, were you single etc, and you always answer honestly, even if the single question had you wondering if he were looking for something more…not that you were opposed to it. 

His next question makes you smile though.

"How'd you get into my books? Like, what made you pick up my first written novel?" You imagine him in a cheesy chick flick movie where he twirls the phone line and kicks his feet.

It was almost as if he were seeking your approval and the thought made your heart flutter. "Well," you begin, "as I said before, there was something…enchanting about your writing style. Your pacing was a bit rushed, but I loved how you wrote the bond between the characters. It was more than erotica at that point, there was a deeper connection and consent was always consistent. It was hot but also respectful and I find not a lot of authors include that," you explain. 

You didn't care if that sounded corny, a woman praising consent whilst speaking to a man, because it wasn't. Hopefully Pantalone would be receptive though.

"I see. In that case, I just wrote about how I personally would like it. I wasn't trying to go above and beyond," he responds humbly. 

"I like that, you keep it real. Realness is sexy," you praise. You swear you hear a happy sigh from the other line, but you don't want to jump to conclusions. It was cute though. 

"Thank you, Y/N, for your company and everything else," Pantalone says suddenly. 

You're a little taken aback that he'd be so appreciative but answer nonetheless. "Of course, I really enjoy your company too!" You chirp. "It was great getting to know you and I'm glad we took that chance."

"As am I, topolina," he pauses for a moment and that nickname echos within your head space. Topolina, what did that mean? "Do you think-well, I don't want you to feel obligated or anything like that, but since we both seemed to like each other's presence and I'd like to get to know you more, so I was wondering…maybe, I don't know if this is too fast…" he trails off.

 The waver in his voice tugs on your heartstrings and you nibble on the inside of your cheek. "You want to hang out in the future?" You suggest.

"Yes!" He exclaims in relief. "Yes, I'm sorry I just wasn't-".

"It's alright, Pantalone, really, I'd love to meet up in the future. I think you're something else," you affirm. Honestly, he was too adorable with his uncertainty in this case scenario. 

"Really…?" He murmurs. 

"Do I have a good reason to lie?" Is your swift rebuttal.

You can practically see the gears turning within his head despite the distance between you two. Did he really have to think for that long? "No, I suppose not, I hope," he finally concludes after a pregnant silence. It was awfully worrisome if you were truthful.

By the sound of it, even if it was a theory, Pantalone had been hurt at some point by someone he trusted dearly. You want to ask why he has doubts to confirm your assumption, but he beats you to the punch.

"Y/N?" Comes his velvety voice. His mask was on tightly this time. He slipped up by letting it slide, displaying his insecurities. 

"Pantalone?" You reply.

His quiet laugh has your lips moving on their own to form a goofy smile on your face. "Please, call me Giulio. Giulio Edgardo is my full name. I should've mentioned that earlier when I asked for your name," he says sheepishly. 

"That's a pretty name," you coo sweetly. You can almost feel him flushing at the compliment and it has you wanting to roll around on your bed and laugh. 

To your disappointment though, he brushes it off. Maybe you were getting too confident? "It's an alright name," he says casually. Little did you know he was beet red as he stared at himself in one of the mirrors within his hotel room. 

Another awkward silence follows until a brave idea enters your mind, and of course, you speak without thinking twice. "I was wondering, perhaps you could come over tonight? Unless you're busy that is."

Not even a plastic spoon would pass up such an invitation, to be welcomed into your room…alone. Call it puppy love, a crush at first sight, but Giulio absolutely loved your personality, from your humor to your opinion, to your likes and dislikes. 

He ensures that he doesn't sound too delighted. "Sure thing! I can head over right now. Should I bring anything?" 

Your mind is already coming up with the most scrumptious, mouthwatering, toe curling, sheeting gripping fantasies as you imagine the two of you alone in your room. Why, it was like entering the lion's den and naturally, your panties become wet the more you replay the saucy scenarios over and over like they were your favorite song.

"Not at all, my room is 401 on the fourth floor. I'll be waiting for you," you say in a sing-song voice. Then you hang up the phone. 

You calm down after throwing your phone next to you. You had to relax. There was no way you could allow yourself to act so desperate, so feral in front of Giulio. You still weren't 150% sure if he was flirting back or is even single for that matter. You trim back until you learned more about him, you'd been so busy answering the questions he asked you, you didn't have the chance to ask him anything! 

Pantalone/Giulio's POV:

Guilio doesn't bother to freshen up too much before going. He didn't want to appear as if he were expecting anything too soon, especially on the first night. But he was still courteous enough to apply some deodorant and change out of his old clothes.

By the time he took the elevator to your room and counseled himself internally, Giulio was ready to knock on your door and be greeted with your beautiful face. 

However, after a few knocks, he feels disappointment settle into his chest, especially as he hears the sound of a T.V inside. Were you just playing with him? He knew he made a mistake by letting himself become too vulnerable, even if it was for just a few seconds over the phone. Still, thought has disappointment molding into anger and grief at that possibility.

Giulio firmly grips the doorknob and to his surprise, the door opens when he twists it, revealing your hotel room. 

He hesitates for a moment before stepping in and taking in the atmosphere. The lights were dim and the T.V was awfully loud now that Giulio was inside. Other than that, the place was pretty neat and tidy, but the T.V was starting to bother him more, not helping with the already sour mood he was in at seeing you weren't even here. He simultaneously felt childish for being so hopeful and listening to his dejected thoughts. 

As he takes the remote and turns down the volume, faint, breathy groans could be heard from down the hall of the main room where the kitchen and living room were. The sound has him biting his lip, hard, were you…with someone else? He almost wanted to cry at the idea. Was this your sick fantasy? Inviting him to your place just for him to walk in and discover you fucking some other whore, probably getting off on the idea of him walking in on them. Was that even better than you using him for fame and money? At this point he wasn't sure.

 It makes Giulio sick to his stomach, but he wanted to give you and that stupid slut a piece of his mind before he took his leave and bang his head against the wall for being such a moron and being so trusting too quickly.

Storming down the hall, the sound of moans and whimpers becomes louder and almost more desperate as Giulio draws nearer. To his surprise, the sound seemed to be coming from the bathroom alongside the white noise of the shower running, making the obscure noises echo as they bounce off the walls. It made his dick throb within his confines.

Something wasn't adding up though.

He presses his ear to the thin door and nearly gasps at what he hears.

"A-ah..uhoah, mhm…oh! P-pl-please, right-right there, G-Giulio, t-thank you…mnnggh," you hear an all too familiar voice whimper.

 It couldn't be.

None other than you, Y/N, was ass naked in her hotel room shower floor, jerking off to…him?! It was almost too good to be true. You went from cute to overwhelmingly adorable from the last time you two spoke not even fifteen minutes ago. 

He couldn't even be angry anymore at finding you like this but now he's not sure what do to. Did he just barge in and go with the wind from there or did he let you finish your session? The first choice made him feel awfully excited, had he not been thinking with his dick, maybe he would've made the wise and more considerate decision. 

He turns the knob and is hit with a cloud of steam from the hot shower and your heightened moans. 

'Just gorgeous,' Guilio thinks to yourself before you call out. "Y/N?"

You stop immediately and you're met with him standing outside of your shower to stare at you with eyes the size of dinner plates. "Guilio!" You cry, "h-how did you-?"

"The door wasn't locked, and I may or may not have gotten a little upset thinking you were just playing mind games with me," he says with a cough, feeling awfully stupid now that he not only jumped to conclusions, but also invaded your privacy as a result of his overthinking.

You blink but then looks down at yourself and blush. "I take it you, eh, h-heard…? 

"Yeah," comes his awkward replay. "I-I could leave if you w-".

"Nononono, please, if anything it's my fault," you plead tearfully. "I'm sorry, I should've controlled myself but it just hit me when I got off the phone and I thought I'd have time to deal with it," you explain. 

"No it's my fault," he states firmly. "I jumped too conclusions and got into my own head. I have no excuse for acting so disrespectfully towards you and invading your privacy. I understand if you'd like to call the authorities on me or never speak again," he concludes. He doesn't relax how his hands are clenched into fists.

At this passionate apology, you find yourself hiding behind your curtain for other reasons and you find yourself tugging at your wet hair a little. "Giulio, maybe I…don't mind," you whisper.

He dares to look up. "Really?"

You nod wordlessly and rub your legs together needily. "Yes," you reply quietly. 

You can see him digesting the situation and once he does, he smirks and lifts a hand to take your chin and tilt your head. "So you want me to join you?" Guilio inquires playfully, teasing your hip bone with his free hand.

You blush in response to his question and press yourself closer, not caring where the water fell. "Maybe," you admit shyly, letting your hands wander and end up resting on his broad shoulders that belonged to this mountain of a man.

His grey eyes darken as he strokes your cheek tenderly. "Allow me to undress, mia dolcezza…".

[underdarkling]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Genshin Impact Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Relationships: Pantalone/Reader (or OC however you want to look at it) Characters: Pantalone/Regrator, Original Character (Reader stand-in) A high-ranked fatui agent is visited by the 9th harbinger who is looking to reconnect with his childhood friend, but times have changed. “Alyona” has known the Regrator since before he became the powerful, wealthy agent of the Tsaritsa. Once the young girl who was always at his side, the woman now reminds the 9th harbinger too much of a childhood spent in poverty, yet he cannot rid himself of his feelings for her. But all the money in the world cannot buy love, and unfortunately, people change.

I haven't written in forever, but I do love Pantalone a lot and if you're looking for some self-indulgent angsty and dramatic self-shipping with the 9th harbinger, you might like this one. (A short read, with no fairytale ending.)