#il dottore x top male reader

[infernalbliss]

Doctor's Appointment

Il Dottore x Top Male Reader

“Even a doctor needs to be taken care of every now and then, especially with a workaholic like Dottore. Thankfully, you know just how to help him.”

CW: Harbringer!Reader, Dubious Consent, Dottore has a pussy, Oral Sex, Overstimulation, Marking, Unsafe Sex, Implied Pain Kink

"What the hell? That damn doctor's been so grouchy lately..." You heard Tartaglia grumble as he walked down the halls side-by-side to the woman he hates the most in the world, who surprisingly nods in agreement.

"He's been rather distasteful, I could barely refrain from backhanding that horrid mask of his..." She scowled.

Your voice quipped into their little conversation, "Hey now, the mask isn't that bad."

Childe lights up when he sees you, his disgustingly fake childish grin flashing as he waves his hands merrily. "Oh, (Y/N), hey! Catch the latest hottest gossip; Dottore tried to kill me."

You stared blankly at him. "So what's new?"

Tartaglia squawked in offense. "Not even an ounce of pity or concern?! You wound me, (Y/N), I assumed that the two of us are good friends! It seemed that I was sorely mistaken."

"We're friends when it conveniences me."

"Rude! Same, but rude!"

Your two fellow harbringers watched as you walked past them with an air of superiority - causing Signora to scoff - towards the direction they came from; Il Dottore's lab of manmade nightmares, filled with gruesome human experiments and nauseating bodily modifications. Your favorite place, really.

"Where're you going?" Tartaglia quirked a brow, his confusion growing when you turned to shoot him a smirk.

"Helping you sorry lot with your silly problems. So long, dumbass twins."

❧

"The hell do you want?"

The doctor grumbled the moment you stepped foot into his little land of odd wonders, as if he sensed your presence despite your careful attempts at being quiet. He was sitting on a chair right by a metal table, where a broken ruin guard laid unmoving. The poor scientist evidently grouchier than usual as he tinkered with his favorite toys, the sounds of metal scraping against each other filling the air of silence.

"Coming to check up on my favorite fellow harbringer." You crossed your arms, grinning playfully. "Only to find a grouchy little kitten."

His sharp growl of annoyance piqued your interest. "Hardy har har, hilarious. Get out before I kill you."

"Huh, they're right. You are grouchier than usual."

"Pray tell, do you have a problem with that?" He snapped, turning to you with a snarl. "Get out of my sight if you have nothing better to say."

Your eyes "Oh no, I have something better to suggest; let me help you."

His deadpan look suggested that he assumed you were fucking with him, so you waved your hands in reassurance. "Hear me out, doc. You've been working all week, and I've been on my ass with nothing to do for a while. Why don't I keep myself busy by... helping you relax?"

Dottore scoffs, "By what, giving me a good massage? Piss off, shithead."

You shrugged, "I guess it's kind of a massage."

His crimson eyes followed you warily as you idly approached his form, each steps oozing with confidence and fearlessness as if Dottore couldn't grab a scalpel and fling it to your throat. But you know he wouldn't, because you could tell from the light glint in the eyes peeking through the holes of his mask; he's interested.

Eventually, your tall form loomed over his sitting figure, casting an intimidating shadow over him before you suddenly lowered yourself to your knees.

The doctor scowled, but never tried to stop you. "What do you think you're doing?"

Your eyes remained on the spot between his legs as you spoke, "What I promised."

Your fingers fumbled slightly as you unclasped the button of his pants, before you slowly pulled the zipper down to reveal his adorable little underwear. With his slacks now loosened, you rolled them off his hips until they fell to his ankles, and he swiftly kicked them off to be strewn uselessly on the floor.

You thumbed against his clothed clit, and he throws his head with a light groan.

"Fuck..." He moans into his gloved hand, his thin body shuddering with each push and role of your thumb, jolting with every added pleasure. You teased him like the bastard you are, forcing out choked sounds from the prideful doctor.

"Stop playing around and get on with it..." His deep voice growled, glaring down at you with a scowl, his face flushed from underneath his mask. Who are you to deny the doctor's orders?

With one tug of your strong hands, his panties ripped apart in one swift motion, reduced to pitiful tatters. Dottore grieved the loss of his underwear, but said nothing to scold you.

His cunt was all wet and puffy from arousal, the little clit glowing red from when you played with it. His slickly hole gaped every now and then like a hungry creature, begging to be filled and fed to the brim. Natural slick trailed down to the crevice of his ass, pooling on the metal chair he rested upon. You took the time to admire such a lovely sight, riling up your appetite further.

Dottore grumbled impatiently, "Are you done leering at it? Either you eat me out or- AH—!"

He sharply gasped as your warm mouth enveloped his leaking pussy, tongue immediately running through his sensitive folds as you scooped up as much of his essence as possible. You groaned into his pussy, finding yourself growing hard by just how unbelievably sweet he tasted. Craving more of it, your tongue smothered his wet hole until more of his slick gushed out.

Dottore squirmed with each flick of your tongue, loudly gasping and moaning from the waves of pleasure your mouth forced through him. He could barely contain a scream as you nibbled and lapped your tongue against his hardened clit, gripping your hair for dear life.

"Oh- Oh Archons—!" He mewled, his slender back arching marvelously as your tongue slithered through his pussy, prodding around his sensitive walls until he's sobbing in delight. "Nha—ah..! Don't stop, don't you dare stop!"

Through his brash form of encouragement, your tongue picked up the speed and fucked through his quivering folds until he's sent howling, his unrestrained voice echoing through the laboratory. The wanton cries pouring out through his lips filled you with the desire to destroy him further.

"Ah! Hahh! Fuck—!" He cried out, strangled whines filled with ecstasy.

With one audible slurp, the doctor came with a piercing howl, his hips jumping into the air as he squirted out into your awaiting mouth. His thighs trembled pitifully in your grip as you sucked and lapped against every bit of his cum, wanting to swallow as much as possible. Every little flick of your tongue had him jolting from sensitivity, his long fingers curling into your hair.

Eventually, you released him with an audible pop, a string of saliva and slick connecting your lips to his pussy before breaking off completely. Your eyes hungrily gazed down upon his red, puffy cunt, still quivering pitifully from your abuse.

You're still painfully hard, and that just won't do.

Dottore - still debauched - eyes you in confusion as you rised from your kneeling position, looming over him once more. Your eyes glinted dangerously as you peered down at the shaking doctor, and for once in his life, Dottore felt fear take over his being.

His breathing quickened as he watches you unbuckle your pants, anxious yet excited for what's to come.

"W-wait..." He uselessly protested as you lifted him up from the chair he sat, only to plop your own ass comfortably on his seat. With strong hands, you kept the doctor elevated by his hips above your raging erection, the tip of your leaking cock barely kissing his wet folds. His pouring slick dripped and trailed down the bulging veins of your dick, providing just enough lubrication.

His fingers dug into your shoulders as you grinned at him.

In one swift motion, you pushed him down and speared your entire length and girth through his tight walls.

You wondered if the other harbringers heard his whorish wails.

You wasted no time with pathetic foreplay. In an instant, you used your strength to force Dottore's hips up and down your cock, treating his slender body as your own personal fleshlight. His moans and squeals bounced along his motion, the sounds a slut like him would make once he's fucked into oblivion. Your rough handling of his frail body was sure to left bruises all over his pale skin, especially with the death grip you had on his narrow hips. And from the way he mewls everytime your clutch tightens, you know he loves it.

"A-Ah, hahh—!" He moans, back arching like a bridge everytime your cock stretches him beyond what he thought was possible. The sounds of sweaty skin slapping against each other joined his chorus of passionate squeals, producing sweet music to your ears.

You weren't doing any better, either. His walls were smooth and tight, enveloping the shape of your cock almost perfectly, leaving no room for air and making sure you feel pleasure on every inch of your dick. You groaned everytime the shape of his ass slotted with your hips, squeezing your entire cock like a vice before being pulled off once more. His cunt threatened to squeeze every bit of cum out of you until there's nothing left, and you weren't opposed to the idea one bit.

"Look at you, doc..." Your teasing grin stretched from ear to ear as you peered up at him, taking in the sight of the trail of tears peeking from the exposed part of his face. "Such a needy whore for me, such a good little slut..! Your cunt feels better than anything Celestia could promise, I could fuck you for ages!"

"Oh will you—Anh, fuck! W-Will you quit it with your r-ridiculous words?!" He growled with naked irritation. You could barely make out the words he spat from the furious way he bounced, so you took pity and ceased for a while. His aggravation was as clear as day from the way his crimson eyes glared daggers into you.

"Don't be daft with such needless conversation." He scoffed, "Busy your mouth with whatever else!"

A smile slowly crept up on your face. "With pleasure."

You could feel him jolt when your lips connected against the pale skin of his neck, followed by a groan as you began to smother his skin with sucks, licks and harsh bites that broke through the thin layer, drawing blood. With your tongue, you lapped against the newly made wound and smeared the blood all over his neck, shoulders and chest, connecting the dots of bruises and hickeys. He was akin to a blank canvas, and you were set on being the artist.

"Ah—Archons..!" He moaned in delight at the stinging sensation that spread through his shoulders as you marked and fucked him, gasping everytime your roaming hands rolled his hardened nipples through the fabric of his clothes. It was only a matter of time before you eventually ripped his shirt apart, but the doctor found that he didn't care.

The moment his chest was bare and free, your mouth found it's way to his perky buds and immediately sucked like a starving child, eagerly taking in the sweet, vulgar noises that escaped Dottore's lips.

You clamped your teeth around the abused nub and bit, and his scream of bliss echoed through Teyvat.

"(Y/N)..!!"

Ah, your ego's never been so inflated before.

The way Dottore cried out your name switched a flip within you, and in a matter of seconds, your hands held Dottore's lithe body in place as you rutted into his cunt like a beast. He squeals in delight everytime the tip of your cock kisses the mouth of his womb, threatening to breach through and ruin his insides beyond repair.

"Ah—Hahh! Fuck- fuck me! Fuck me faster!" Dottore sharply gasped, pure ecstasy filling him from head to toe from the brutal way you fucked into him. "Yes, yes, yes— GODS, YES!! Right there, right there—Ahh!!"

You bit your tongue to contain any dirty talk that could anger him, but you couldn't contain the pleased grin that stretched through your face. You did that; your cock ruined and shattered every bit of pride he had in him left, letting free the whore in him that you knew was in there all along. His moans, his cries, his screams - it's all on you.

Before he knew it, he was squirting all over your cock again, making an even bigger mess than the last. But it's nothing compared to what was about to happen.

You came with a howl, filling the doctor up to the brim with your warm seed.

Dottore's red eyes rolled back into his head as he felt your cum shoot straight into him, filling him up until he was reduced to whimpers. Archons, he didn't know being cummed in would feel so good...

The two of you took a few moments to come down from your high, panting heavily with Dottore still around your softening cock.

Then, the doctor lifts his head up and shoots yet another glare. Uh oh, did you do something wrong?

"You ruined my pants."

Oh.

❧

The next day, the doctor was notably far more tolerable than before, sparing a few pestering soldiers from a wrathful death... a few of them, at least.

Tartaglia turns to you as your meeting for the week wrapped up, and Dottore strolled out with a surprisingly merry goodbye to continue his inhumane experiments.

"You really did fix our problems, huh?" He gaped with wonder as you smirked.

Both Signora and Scaramouche nodded in agreement, although the tiny balladeer was notably more confused.

"I don't know what you did," Scaramouche squinted, "and I don't think I want to know, but you've managed to get a doctor's nasty temper off of our backs. You deserve a thank you, at the very least."

"I'm a man of my words." You smugly huffed, your arms crossed. Scaramouche rolled his eyes in light amusement while Signora scoffed.

Tartaglia was eerily quiet.

You quirked a brow, "What?"

"You fucked him, didn't you?"

It was safe to say, the meeting ended chaotically.

[ezri261]

Personal Assistant...

Yandere Fatui Harbingers x Dom Male Reader part 3

Part 2

Warnings: Belly bulge, size kink, hair-pulling, degradation, unprotected sex, breeding kink, choking, cursing, pet names, creampie, nipple play, teasing, sir kink, overstimulation [tell me if I missed anything]

NOTE: This is my first time writing smut, so if it's bad, please don't mind it

"ngh-... Sir- I don't think we should- aGH! Be doing this..."

The two were currently at the place that Scaramouche was hiding in currently [yk, bc he basically disappeared after the gnosis disaster] and the so-called 'reward' that Scaramouche promised... Was this.

"Relax, don't you want your reward? You should be grateful that I'm even doing this to you, brat"

Scaramouche spat on (M/N)'s dick and started licking the tip, pre-cum already there

"You're turned on just by this? Pathetic"

He then proceeded to put his whole mouth in his dick, swirling his tongue around the base, (M/N) couldn't control himself any longer so he grabbed Scaramouche's hair and slammed into him, making Scaramouche gag.

"Fuck- Sir, your mouth is so good..."

"mngh!"

Of course, he couldn't say anything as he was busily deep-throating (M/N), he couldn't say it didn't feel good though.

The (H/C)-colored male suddenly felt something form around his stomach and he didn't want to cum yet... So he took Scaramouche's hair and pulled him up- And oh my... The face that he was making turned on (M/N) more.

"What the fuck are you-!"

(M/N) carried him to the bed and threw him there and immediately pinned him, with both of his arms at the top of his head.

Scaramouche was angered, to say the least, but it quickly went away when (M/N) started kissing and biting his neck, quickly forming a hickey.

"You idiot-! That formed a mark- ngH~!"

While Scaramouche was busy trying to get away from the male, (M/N) slithered his other hand under his shirt and started playing with his nipples.

"Sir, please let me."

"Tch- Fine, if you this doesn't satisfy me, then you're good as dead"

That's all it took for (M/N) to completely undress Scaramouche, leaving his boxers on, the cold air brushing over his porcelain skin.

"Hey! It's not fair that I'm the only one that's naked!"

(M/N) quickly undressed and immediately went back to kissing Scaramouche's skin, going down to his v-line.

He went to his thighs and kissed near his private area, teasing him a bit.

"Please..."

He tugged on his boxers and took them off, carelessly tossing them aside, making Scaramouche's dick feel the cold air, and honestly? It made him shiver a bit.

(M/N) got the lube from the nightstand [how convenient] and poured a generous amount on his fingers and prodded his finger at Scaramouche's entrance, wanting to tease him for a bit.

"God damnit-! Just put it in!"

"Shut up, slut."

"What did you just call me- o-oHh~!?"

(M/N) shoved his finger inside, making Scaramouche squirm and try to hide his moans

"mmph- ah.."

He was already close to cumming from just one finger, but don't worry, that's why (M/N) is here.

"If you cum just by this, I won't hesitate to leave you alone and deal with this yourself."

It sounded like a threat, and Scaramouche was not taking any chances- even if it ruins his pride.

(M/N) smiled to himself and kissed Scaramouche's forehead, telling him that he's a good boy.

He then inserted a second finger and felt a bump inside.

"GOD-! AGh~"

'Oh? So this is his good spot, huh?'

(M/N) started thrusting a bit faster and It made Scaramouche moan in ecstasy, making (M/N) smirk.

He started scissoring him so he loosens up more.

"Ple...Please...- AHg~! GoD- Put it in al- already!"

"How impatient... But I guess I'll do what you say, sir~"

(M/N) pulled his fingers out, making Scaramouche whine at the lost sensation, but it was quickly replaced with the taller male's dick sitting at the top of his entrance.

Scaramouche stared at it with wide eyes, wondering how it'll fit- Now he regrets being impatient.

"I'll put it in now, sir, tell me if I need to stop."

He slowly inserted his dick into Scaramouche's ass, it was tight and it made Scaramouche tear up from the fullness and how it was stretching him, it felt like his ass was on fire.

"Shhh, shh... You can take it, right, sir?"

(M/N) kisses his tears away as Scaramouche babbles incoherent words, making (M/N) only whisper sweet nothings into his ear, before fully bottoming out in Scaramouche.

Scaramouche arched his back before going back down, trying to catch his breath before looking down and seeing a bump on his stomach, well- not really a bump, it's more like an imprint of (M/N)'s dick.

"Oh~? Look, darling, it's me inside you."

(M/N) pressed down at his stomach, making Scaramouche groan.

He wiggled his hips, giving (M/N) a sign to move.

He kissed Scaramouche as he started moving, [as I am writing this, everything is getting blurry LOL] making both of them moan into the kiss.

"Go- AH- fast~er!"

(M/N) obliged and went faster, putting both of his arms on either side of Scaramouche's head to balance himself and not fall on top of the male under him.

Scaramouche, the supposed scary harbinger, broken down to a moaning mess, under a person who's an assistant, a person who is supposed to be under him.

But did he mind? No.

"hAH~ NGh... P-pleAse!"

"Please- hah... please what?"

(M/N) knew what he wanted, but he wanted to make the harbinger say it out loud.

"gAh~! Hha- Hah- breed me- fuck into me like you mean it!"

"Haha... How slutty of you, sir."

He pressed down on Scaramouche's stomach, making the male moan, even more, not being able to form a single word, and had tears rolling down his cheeks. (M/N) smirked at him and kissed his tears away, saying sweet nothings to him.

"Such a good boy, taking my dick so good"

Scaramouche could only moan in response, and it seemed like (M/N) didn't like his response, so- he trailed his hand towards his neck and started choking him, just the right amount where he could still breathe.

"I expect an answer."

"YE- YES~ I-I'M YOUR GAH~ GOOD BO-Y~"

Scaramouche started twitching and tightening around (M/N), meaning that he was about cum.

"Cum for me, baby."

With that, he released his seed onto his stomach, some of it going onto (M/N)'s stomach too.

But even with Scaramouche finally done, (M/N) didn't stop his thrusts, making Scaramouche try to squirm away.

"I- I ju-st came! MhN~ Pu-pull away!"

"You can take one more, right? Tell me you can, right baby?"

He nodded as he couldn't form a single sentence, he was already seeing stars from the overstimulation he was receiving.

"Such a good boy, just for me."

He pulled out and he switched Scaramouche's position, so now his ass was up, head down on the pillow.

He thrusted in roughly, making Scaramouche arch his back and moan into the pillow, some saliva dripping down.

(M/N) coos at him and pulled his hair and pushed him down at the pillow even more.

'Shit- I'm about to cum...'

His thrusts were becoming more sloppy as he was trying to chase his own release, making Scaramouche cry out in pleasure and pain, trying to chase his own release too.

"I'm cumming-"

"Inside-! Inside pl- haH~ Please!"

He thrusts in one last time and painted Scaramouche's walls white, while the said male moaned in ecstasy and came on the bedsheets.

(M/N) pulled out, seeing the white fluid run down Scaramouche's thighs, as the male plopped down on the bed, exhaustion taking over him.

The taller male caught his breath and cleaned up the mess before finally going onto the bed with the already sleeping prototype.

BONUS

While the two were sleeping, the smaller male scooted next to (M/N), making (M/N) unconsciously drape his arm around the smaller male

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The ginger was looking for the (H/C) haired male and sees that he wasn't in his room, so he informs the other harbingers.

A/N: BRO, I STARTED THIS ON 11PM AND ENDED AT 12AM, BYE

Taglist: @kyaaii @sarahyumiko2 @yunadxd @yourdadisabitchboy @justakiro @leafinapuddle

Part 4

[s0m3b4rryth1ccfics]

Wander what IL Dottore will do to you~

[gummiworm-writes]

haerysays hospital records

pt. 2 of eleazar hospital records

dottore x male reader

genre: angst, fluff

warnings: sumeru archon quest spoilers, chronic illness (eleazar), violence, implied human experimentation, various other dottore things :P

a/n: i was excited to write this, i love love love dottore so much

word count: 1,596

"your talents are too valuable to be wasted in a place like this," a strange voice echoed throughout the now empty hospital. zandik didn't hear him approach, but he could tell that the man was right behind him

zandik's head snapped up as he grabbed the nearest scalpel, pointing it at the man's throat. anyone who would've seen him would've thought he was insane. his messy hair, the bags under his eyes, his bloodied clothing...

not to mention the look in his eyes when the man got too close to you.

it was deranged.

"who the fuck are you?!" zandik spat, pressing the scalpel into the man's neck. a small drop of blood trickled down his neck.

his blood was black.

"...what the fuck are you?" zandik asked, a little more quietly this time, studying the man's clothes, his face, his eyes...

he had khaenri'ahn eyes.

"i am the solution to all of your problems."

the trip to snezhnaya was long and boring, most of it spent on a boat. the man, pierro, zandik now knew, was the director of the fatui harbingers. and, apparently, after finding out about zandik's...exploits, he sought him out to recruit him.

but zandik could care less.

all he cared about was you. you were the only thing that mattered to him right now. getting you back was his top priority.

so, when pierro mentioned to him that the fatui had the most advanced research centers and labs in all of teyvat...

well, who was he to decline such an offer?

"so you want me to become an agent for the fatui?" zandik asked, intrigued. he sat at a table by your bedside. "i can become one of your debt collectors if that means that my ___ will be safe."

"agent?" pierro laughed, coming to sit in a nearby chair. "no, no...why would i, the director, come all the way to sumeru from snezhnaya just to recruit a simple agent? no...what you are going to be is something much, much more important."

zandik grabbed your hand out of reflex, giving it a gentle squeeze.

"we have quite the large lab...and it's been vacant for a long, long time. we were hoping that, perhaps...we could put a doctor in there," pierro said with a smile.

zandik couldn't help but laugh at the irony. he, who was performing illegal surgeries, who was expelled from the akademiya and their medical department, a doctor.

it was truly laughable.

"we've seen your work. it's admirable. we could provide you with all of the equipment and specimens that you could ever wish for, not to mention all of the necessary licenses and permits...we can help you save him. all you have to do is say yes."

zandik paused for a moment, pretending to think it through. he grabbed your hand once more, before looking up at pierro with a sharp-toothed grin. he knew the answer as soon as he asked.

"it seems we have a deal, lord pierro," zandik said, extending his hand.

pierro took it, shaking his hand.

"welcome to the fatui, il dottore. i look forward to working with you."

it's astounding how quickly four hundred years pass when you've achieved immortality, zandik found. however, it's also astounding how slowly it passes when the one person you love is gone, stuck in time, comatose in a cryo chamber.

he would keep you here until he had found a definitive cure for your eleazar. he wasn't going to let you go. not ever.

his lab, haerysays, was full of teyvat's best and brightest. and yet, a cure for eleazar was never found, despite their efforts.

zandik didn't understand. he had mastered so much. he'd cheated death, developed the first successful human clones, created a god, but you? your disease? it remained an enigma.

so, he kept you in that cryo chamber, in a secluded room in haerysays. a place where nobody could hurt you while he worked on more...realistic goals. he sent his man-made god to sumeru.

it was destroyed.

in the midst of his frustration at the failure of his project, he almost failed to notice his eleazar patients. more specifically, their full recovery.

"lord dottore, lord dottore!!!" one of his assistants shouted as they ran into his office.

zandik glared at them, making them freeze in their tracks. they dropped to the ground to kneel, and zandik groaned.

"what is it?"

"th-the eleazar patients-- they've recovered!"

the pen that zandik was holding snapped in half, ink covering his table. without a word, he stood up and left his office, leaving the assistant all alone.

your scales were gone. all of your dark eleazar scales were gone.

zandik removed you from the cryo chamber and began checking on you. vitals, physical exam, blood tests...

...your eleazar was gone.

really, truly gone.

you were saved.

he woke you up as soon as he was sure you were safe. he sat by your side, holding your hand, watching carefully.

your eyes fluttered open, and you blinked a few times, eyes adjusting to the dim lighting of the room.

"hello, darling," dottore said softly, his hands shaking as he brushed some of your hair out of your face.

"wh...who...are you..?" you asked weakly, a fearful expression on your face. he froze, before realizing that he was still wearing his mask. he took it off, and saw recognition fash in your eyes. "...zandik?"

"yes, yes, ___, it's me, it's zandik...you've been asleep for a long, long time, but it's okay now...it's okay, your eleazar is healed. you're okay..."

the two of you spent hours talking, with zandik catching you up on all you've missed...and how long you were out.

"...four...four hundred years?! zandik, that-- that's impossible!"

"no, no, love, it's not!" zandik's smile was crazed. "we have a cryo chamber here, powered by the excess energy from the tsaritsa herself!! isn't that just fascinating? come on, you're a fellow scholar, you should be amazed, not fearful! we've conquered death!"

"zandik, that's a cardinal sin of the akademiya--"

"the akademiya abandoned me, ___. they abandoned you. when you were sick and dying, they tossed you aside. why should we adhere to their rules if they decided we were subhuman garbage? we're better than them, ___. what they consider 'sins' should mean nothing to us."

"...they...they did throw us out, didn't they," you said quietly.

"when you came down with eleazar, they made you stop attending classes. they didn't call it expulsion, but that's what it was and you know it. but here...these people won't throw us out. they'll give us the respect we deserve."

you paused, thinking about it. zandik saw the apprehension in your eyes, and knew what he could say to push you over the edge.

"they'll treat us like gods."

your eyes lit up with excitement. the two of you had always been treated like outsiders. zandik for his... unusual experiments, and you for your eleazar. so being worshipped...it was a dream come true.

"this is my lab, haerysays. it's the largest, most advanced research center in all of teyvat. but we won't be spending much time here... we'll be headed to my estate, where you and i will be staying."

your eyes lit up.

"you mean you have a mansion?" you asked, amazed.

"of course, love," zandik chuckled. "i'm a harbinger."

zandik led you to a carriage, which carried the two of you across snezhnaya to his estate. the entire time, the two of you spoke. you would ask questions, and he would answer them. when you ran out of questions, you'd tell him stories from when you were a child (whether he'd already known them or not).

his home was a gothic, castle-like mansion. it was large, made of dark bricks that contrasted against the snowy landscape. the lights coming from inside were warm and yellow, though you could make out a few rooms with blue or even red light. one of the walls was covered in beautiful ivy, and he somehow managed to make the flowers in the garden grow even in the harshness of winter. you even saw a few bird-like gargoyles on the walls.

zandik noticed you admiring the flowers, and he chuckled.

"do you like the gardens? they're some of phi's best work," he said proudly.

"phi?"

"one of my segments," he said softly, grabbing your hand and holding it tightly. "i'm sure you'll get acquainted with him and the others soon enough."

"how many segments do you have?"

"twenty four, but only twelve of them have full personalities. the others are just husks. i'll develop them further later."

"twenty four," you said softly, a light blush blooming on your cheeks. you paused for a moment, deep in thought. "hm...seems that i'll have to make enough room in my heart for twenty five zandiks then, hm?"

you placed a gentle kiss on his cheek, and saw his face turn bright red.

"oh, no, no, no...that won't do," he chuckled, pulling you into his lap. "there's only one zandik...don't forget that, okay?"

he kissed you softly, running his fingers through your hair. once he pulled away, he sighed quietly, burying his face in the crook of your neck.

"...i missed you," he mumbles. "and...i...i'm glad you're here."

you smile. and, though he can't see it, the feeling of it makes his heart flutter. you always knew what he meant, even if he didn't actually say it.

"i love you, too, zandik."

a/n: i don't know if this was good but i had fun so that's all that matters!!!!!

[infernalbliss]

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