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𝐇𝐒𝐑 & 𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐕𝐢𝐬𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐋𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐬 💌
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synopsis: a set of visual twt links!
disclaimer: all VISUAL and contain highly explicit videos
a/n: make sure ur logged into twitter!
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Genshin:
Alhaitham - taking his time w/you , playing with you , his favorite view
Ayato - leash , on his break , aftermath
Diluc - you’re his maid , wearing his clothes , grinding on him
Zhongli - screams zhongli , how he’d wake you up , tasting you
Tartaglia - watching a movie , bondage , fucking his cum into you
Dottore - how he fucks you , fucking your face , he loves to spank you red
Pantalone - sugar daddy , fucking you before a meeting , , helping dottore with an experiment
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HSR:
Dr Ratio - 100% him , you failed an exam , relentless
Blade - rough rough rough , your pleasure is his pleasure , public
Jing Yuan - punishing you, his fingers , self explanatory
Gallagher size kink, helping eachother , midday fuck
Dan Heng - servicing you , intimate , you both can’t sleep
Boothill- fingering you from behind , cuffs , it just makes sense
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whimsic4alwasab1 ™ - do not copy, translate, modify, or claim any of my work as your own.
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fatuismooches · 3 months
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Could you please write about the Harbingers spending time with the reader on their birthdays? But maybe they send what they did with you as a letter to the Traveler like the in-game feature? :D
♡ 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬' 𝐁𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐋𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 ♡
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synopsis: The Traveler naturally expects mail in their inbox whenever the Harbingers' birthdays roll around. However, they didn't expect it to be so... lovey-dovey, and all about you.
includes: all harbingers w/ gn! reader
notes: I've finally finished it! I've been wanting to write something similar to my voice line post for a while, so here it is - the Harbingers sending birthday mail, except they're very down bad for you :3 Includes a letter, a photograph, and attached items with the letter! (Sorry to the Pulcinella fans, I was too lazy to write him in.)
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“Home…”
Sender: Pierro
It is my birthday today. Normally, I would have continued on my day as usual, but [Name] had another idea in mind, going so far as to get the Tsaritsa herself to block the door to my office and then dragging me away. It seems they were planning this for a while… The last birthday I celebrated was the year Khaenri’ah fell. What purpose did today serve when my homeland and people were gone? As the years went on, it began to slip my mind and I nearly would have forgotten the date, were it not for [Name]’s question a while ago. I thought nothing of it, but I did not think [Name] would have taken this so seriously.
They knew I would enjoy anything so long as it was with them, yet they had the entire day planned out. Claiming that I needed some fresh air, we walked through the Snezhnayan streets, the normally biting frost a bit warmer than usual. Casual browsing at some new stores that opened up. [Name]’s attempt at starting a snowball fight. And lastly… grocery shopping.
When we got back, they wouldn’t let me help or look. But I could tell from the smell exactly what they were making. It turns out that they managed to make a dish from my home country. I am not sure how they managed to get a hold of this recipe… I must have mentioned it offhandedly and they improvised from there. Of course, it’s not an exact replica, but nonetheless, it tasted delicious. Just for a few minutes, I was taken back to my previous home. That home will never come back, but I have a new one now.
And now the day is almost over. Despite their best efforts to stay awake until the end of the day, they succumbed to their sleepiness, now lying on my lap. They were supposed to read me something they made, but perhaps I’ll find out what that was tomorrow. 
Tomorrow will be back to normal again. But that is alright. I still do not believe I deserve a day like today but, if this is what [Name] desires, then I shall not refuse them again. I’ll look forward to the next birthday just as they do.
Attached Photograph:
A picture is included with the letter that has Pierro and you in it. The Harbinger is seated at a table with a homemade dish in front of him. His giant coat and mask are placed off to the side, revealing scars from long ago. You’re glued to his side, trying to feed him by holding the spoon close to his mouth. Pierro is a grown man, the Traveler thinks, he does not need you to feed him… However, he looks quite content with this arrangement so the blonde won’t question it any further. In fact, he looks as if he’s right at home.
Attached Items:
Ancient Khaenri’ahn Dish [A meal unique to Khaneri’ah that has long been forgotten by the world. Although you clearly struggled to make it due to a lack of experience, even the Traveler can taste how much of your love was put into it.]
Khaenri’ahn Story Book [A book that contains numerous fairy tales and various stories originating from the lost nation, written by none other than Pierro himself, and illustrated by you. Apparently, it was born from you begging him to tell you stories from his home, and eventually, the Harbinger began to write them down so you could read them instead of bothering him so often. However, it made the problem worse as now you bother him to read them to you. How sweet.]
“A Day Off.”
Sender: Dottore
[Name] has convinced me to go back to Sumeru with them for a couple of days. I couldn’t care less about this day, but they were adamant about spending the whole day with me, and that they “will not be spending my birthday in a dark gloomy lab again.” 
My research has regrettably halted for a bit, but I suppose this was not a bad idea. This was the first time in many years that either of us had stepped foot back into Sumeru - we had not been back since I was expelled from the Akademiya, besides my segments of course.
[Name] and I trekked the same path we used to walk during our studies at the Akademiya. It was a good spot for studying and conducting experiments without any disturbances - that was until they started following me around. They were a nuisance at first… but eventually, [Name] began to help me deconstruct a variety of machines, which was helpful. And then would laugh at me whenever I ended up breaking them. 
Ever since I met them, [Name] has always said a lot of strange things, but their most recent comment was that they wanted to drink the blue liquid in the vial I carry around. They think it looks… tropical and vibrant. Of course, I refused them. But I had a feeling that if I didn’t provide them with it, they’d try and get it themselves. I was not interested in having to inject an antidote into them, so I came up with a solution.
I know that I am no chef, but this goes outside the realm of cooking. It wasn’t hard to create a sweet drink that would be to [Name]’s liking with the same color. They were more pleased than I thought and demanded that I make it for them more often. I do not care much for nourishment, but perhaps I’ll try my hand at it more often. They have insisted that I send you some, too. So, Traveler, is it to your liking as well? Even if it’s not, I do not care, so don’t bother telling me.
Attached Photograph:
A picture is included with the letter that has Dottore and you in it. Despite how much the Traveler has explored Sumeru, they can’t seem to pinpoint the location where it was taken. It must really be a secret place, just for the two of you. Dottore’s mask is on his lap, revealing crimson eyes and scarred skin. You seem to have fallen asleep on his shoulder, as your eyes are closed, though your mouth seems to be agape, perhaps mumbling some nonsense in your sleep. Dottore’s expression is exasperated, but there is a certain fondness in his eyes, one that the Traveler can’t distinguish, or rather, they refuse to believe it. Did the Kamera have an editing function now? Because surely, the photograph must have been forged or something, because there was no way The Doctor could ever have such a tender look in his eyes… 
Attached Items:
Strange Blue Concoction [Some kind of legitimate drink that’s the same color as the vial Dottore carries around. According to [Name], it is quite delicious, but would any sane person dare to try anything from The Doctor of all people…? Who knows, these two might be trying to poison the blonde.]
Assortment of Ruin Guard Parts [Parts from Ruin Guards Dottore created and assembled himself. A wide variety of parts are here, including Chaos Cores, Circuits, and Devices. Wait… they seem to all be damaged and broken. Hey, did Dottore just send the Traveler his useless parts?!]
“Care For A Show?” 
Sender: Columbina
Hello dear Traveler! How are you?~ Today has been such a wonderful day. Why, you ask? Because it’s my birthday of course! ♪ The one day when I have the ability to drag my beloved [Name] wherever I want, with no resistance. Normally they protest for quite a bit, telling me I have a mountain of work to do but, they don’t need to worry their pretty little head about that. ♫ Is it that much of a crime to slack off to spend time with one’s beloved? But oh, that little routine of ours is something that I do cherish.
My dearest [Name] took me to a play. We were among the first to see it, as it was the opening day. You know, they always tell me that as a Harbinger, I should be more conscious of how I present myself. But is it really a problem to sit in their lap instead of my chair? It’s not like anyone can see us all the way up on the balcony seats, hmm? ♬ Moving on though~ The play was quite an interesting story. 
It was of an angel who fell in love with a mere human, despite how taboo it was. When the two were caught, the angel had to decide - would she rather retain their purity and remain in the heavens or fall down, stripped of her divinity to be with her human? Well, if you want to see the ending, you’ll just have to come to Snezhnaya and watch it yourself. ♪ But do tell me Traveler, if you were in a situation like that, what would you choose? … I already know what my choice would be.
Ah, but that show was not even the best part! After that, [Name] put on their own performance for me, just the two of us. It was beautiful of course, the way they convey their choice of art is always worthy of praise. But, they always seem to seek my feedback and criticism… they told me they want to keep improving to make me even more pleased but, how many times do I need to explain to them that I already believe their craft is beautiful? Nevertheless, I do indulge them, if only to satisfy my love. Why don’t you take a look at one of our collaborations, Traveler? It is quite good if I do say so myself. ♫
Attached Photograph:
A picture is included with the letter that has Columbina and you in it. The lighting in the theater is a bit dim, so your figures are a bit faded but, the Traveler can still make out the two of you. The two of you have separate chairs but, Columbina is practically spilling onto yours, her head comfortably resting against your chest. You seem as though this is normal for you, which it probably is. Wait, is Columbina sleeping? It seems she probably got bored during the intermission… That’s why you specifically chose your clothes to double as a blanket for your wife.
Attached Items:
Music Score [A music score composed by both you and Columbina. The two of you performed it perfectly together as a present to your wife. Of course, it’s bound to be mesmerizing considering Columbina’s participation. So hauntingly beautiful, that in fact, it might end your life before you get to the end… is that an exaggeration? Well, it seems like the Traveler will have to take that risk.]
Pair of Tickets [Tickets gifted to the Traveler and Paimon. There’s no name on it or any expiration date, so it can be used to watch a single play in Snezhnaya for free, with the best seats in-house, so pick carefully. These things are quite expensive, so don’t go losing them now! Otherwise, Columbina and [Name] might ban the traveling duo from the theater…]
“An Excellent Day.”
Sender: Capitano
Today is my birthday. However, I have never been very adept at celebrating this day. I realize that it is the norm to celebrate one’s birthday, but I have never felt the need to. Though, ever since I became a Harbinger, my recruits have always wished me well today. Unfortunately, when the bolder ones ask me what I have planned, I have nothing interesting to respond with, always prompting them to urge me to do something… In the hallways, I always hear conversations along the lines of even though being a Harbinger is busy, I deserve to do something nice on my birthday. But in reality, it does not bother me at all. Is it really that strange not to do anything on one’s birthday?
When [Name] found out how I normally spend my birthdays, they shared a similar sentiment and promised to make this one “the most eventful and fun and best one I’ve ever had.” They said that since this is our first year together, they need to make my birthday an excellent one. Although I tried to reassure them they needn’t try so hard for me, they were insistent. However, true to their word, I would say my birthday did end up being an excellent one.
One thing about [Name] is they never fail to teach me something new. In this case, they taught me what it means to celebrate a birthday, and I’d say I learned a lot. As stated by them, there is no exact or definite way to celebrate. It is what you make of it. And they, knowing the kind of man I was, chose the activities accordingly. (There were a few mishaps but everything went well for the most part. It is not customary to break a few knives while cutting cake, so I feared that I may have ruined things, but [Name] reassured me it was normal.)
So all in all, today was an excellent day. However, I am faced with a problem now. What should I do when [Name]’s birthday comes? Should I do the same thing they did for me? But would they think that is low effort and unoriginal? I do not wish to disappoint them. Traveler, do you have any ideas? Also, please ask Tartaglia for me as well. The last time I spoke to him, he tried to ask me for a duel.
Attached Photograph:
A picture is included with the letter that has Capitano and you in it. The snowy forest terrain looks as picturesque as ever, but what really draws attention is the man and his lover in the middle. Mostly, the Harbinger who has a squirrel or two perched on him, not to mention the few birds that made their nest in the fluff of his coat. And even some cats? Where did they come from?! Well, it’s best not to question it. It’s rather endearing. Rather, one should question how silent and unmoving the Captain is in an effort to not disturb all the animals. Just ignore the deer in the background waiting for some attention too.
Attached Items:
How To Celebrate Your Birthday Pamphlet [A collaboration between Capitano’s Fan Club and [Name]. The fan club loves you immensely because you help to put their long-awaited plans into action. The numerous activities in this guide (blowing out the candles, feeding each other cake, gift giving, lots of affection, etc) were written out by the club and dutifully carried out by you. There were also birthday punches, but Capitano was confused as to why you were tickling him.]
Capitano and [Name]’s Picture Book [Don’t tell anyone this, but Capitano has a tendency to name all the creatures of the forest near his mansion. At first, he went there to train, but decided against it after seeing all the animals around there, because he doesn’t want to scare them away. What he did not expect was to befriend all of them… you came across him one day talking to them after searching for him. How can he tell them apart? Even you don’t know. But this book is dedicated to all of his animal friends, with pictures taken by you of course. So if the Traveler happens to visit Snezhnaya someday, make sure to be nice to these little guys!]
“They’re Annoying…”
Sender: Wanderer
It is that time of year again when my birthday rolls around. You know very well I do not care much for this day, but once again, there are always annoyances at my every turn… Both Lesser Lord Kusanali and [Name] always prove to be a thorn in my side on this day. In the past, I usually spent my birthdays under the sakura trees in Inazuma, visiting [Name]. But, things have changed now. I no longer am who I once was, and my relationship with [Name] is no longer the same. They have forgotten me, and our past together… but Lesser Lord Kusanali has forced us to interact again numerous times, leading to our current relationship. Lesser Lord Kusanali always pats my back, saying that time will lead us back to each other… how irritating. 
Speaking of her being irritating, she decided to tell [Name] that today was my birthday, a horrible decision. Now, they’ve run all over Sumeru looking for me, until they finally found me in the House of Daena. Panting and gasping for air, all I could hear was them sincerely apologizing over and over for not knowing my birthday. They promised they’d get me a late birthday gift, even though I kept repeating that it was unnecessary. Unfortunately, it has always been hard to get things through their thick skull. All I know for sure is that Lesser Lord Kusanali definitely planned this and that she will tease me to no end the next time I see her… 
Still, they dragged me through Sumeru City. According to them, they knew I wouldn’t like anything too fancy, so they brought me to an alleyway. Your typical textbook dark and narrow one. And at the end were… cats. Many of them. [Name] turned to me with a smile and said they bet I didn’t know about this secret kitty haven, and that it was a perfect gift for someone like me. I do wonder if Sumeru’s sun has made them crazy sometimes.
But, this birthday wasn’t as boring as I thought it’d be. So… that’s nice, I guess. Actually, Lesser Lord Kusanali had assigned me a paper to write. A paper on [Name], on my own birthday. She said that she wasn’t going to read or check it, but it was for my sake. How preposterous, right? How would anything like that help me?
But tonight… I feel as though I’ll make some progress on it.
Attached Photograph:
A picture is included with the letter that has Wanderer and you in it. The puppet is at the top of the ladder in the House of Daena, searching for books (most likely forced to by the Dendro Archon), but your figure can be made out at the bottom. You seem to be waving and beckoning him to come down, so he can have a good time with you for his birthday. Wanderer doesn’t seem very excited about it, but… he will always indulge you, the person he can’t deny he loves. Hmm? Why is he using a ladder instead of his Anemo powers? Well, perhaps the puppet doesn’t like drawing attention to himself.
Attached Items:
Essay Concerning Inazuman Society and Politics [An essay Wanderer has written during his time spent in Vahumana. What, did the Traveler really think he’d send the essay he wrote about [Name]? However, Paimon couldn’t make it through the title page, and even the Traveler struggled through it. But, it seems to be your favorite essay of his, considering all the notes you made in it, not to mention the noodles you drew when you got bored… Wanderer probably scolded you for that but, it’s never in bad faith.]
Tricolor Dango [A plate of dango that [Name] brought for Wanderer as a treat. It seems that they are unaware of his dislike of sweet food… But the puppet did not want to hurt their feelings considering the thought and effort they put into his birthday, so he did not decline it.]
“A Lavish Tea Party.”
Sender: Sandrone
Unbeknownst to me, [Name] recently had a variety of sweets from Fontaine imported. It seemed like they tinkered with my bots once again, to get them on their side so I would remain in the dark… they can be such a hassle to deal with sometimes. However, this means that their skills are ever improving, as I’ve been improving my Automatons to be much more complex. As expected of my assistant. Speaking of, they’ve also imported some other things that I’ve been wanting for a while. Hopefully, they’re up to standard this time, or they’ll have to be returned. Ugh, I hate dealing with the Ninth whenever that happens…
Though back to the subject, it seems that [Name] has once again needlessly gone out of their way, since today is my date of birth. Although I don’t like being distracted from my research, and I see no need to waste time just because I happened to be born today, this break that [Name] has prepared for me isn’t too bad. I have not attended a proper tea party in far too long. The fools I have for agents can never set it up correctly.
[Name] is not someone who dresses up very often, but they always make the effort to match their attire with mine. Something that other people should learn from, but alas. Though, I wish they did it more often. Not even the most well-crafted doll could match their beauty. Have I told them that? No, they should be smart enough to figure that out by themselves.
Regardless, I must cut this letter short. After this, I want to work on an Automaton with [Name]. I have held off on it because they have expressed interest in it, and since we are together now, it is the perfect time to work on it. I was expecting them to get huffy at me working today, but it seems that they are pleased to work with me. I wonder why.
Attached Photograph:
A picture is included with the letter that has Sandrone and you in it. A wide array of treats and sweets are plated on numerous platters, along with ceramic tea cups waiting to be filled with piping hot tea. The surrounding robots are also fashioned in a similar style as her, perfect attire for the tea party, holding additional trays of desserts. (Can these robots eat too?) You’re pouring your wife her favorite kind of tea as you’ve already set her plate, while she sits patiently with her hands folded. Despite Sandrone’s doll-like features, one can see a small smile on her face.
Attached Items:
Instructions For A Perfect Tea Party [Sandrone’s set of instructions as to how a perfect tea party is conducted. Some of the rules seem nonsensical and impossible to many, which is why no Fatui agent can ever live up to the Harbinger’s expectations, as she will not accept anything less than what she desires. However, you are the only person who has managed to fulfill all the rules to a tee, which is one of the reasons she greatly favors you. Sending this list to the Traveler and Paimon is also her way of saying they are never invited as they will never be able to fulfill the rules in a way that satisfies her… how rude!]
Clockwork Toy of Sandrone [A Harbinger toy from Leschots Clockwork Workshop in Fontaine. They seem to have dabbled in making toys of the Harbingers as they said they would, and who better to start with than the machinery genius herself? Of course, Sandrone can point out numerous flaws with the design and components, and probably criticized it heavily to you, but you still seem to love it, because it’s of her! Unfortunately, your wife doesn’t like that very much… why settle for something inferior when you could have it in much higher quality? So the Harbinger decided to make a toy of herself that lives up to her standard. The Traveler can have the faulty one…]
“Another Year Passes…”
Sender: La Signora
In the past, I used to be quite fond of birthdays. In Mondstadt, I would always celebrate it with him every year. But after he died, birthdays left a bitter taste in my mouth, and I never dared think about doing anything on this day ever again. How could I, when he was no longer by my side? But today is my birthday again, and I find myself happy. Why? Because of [Name], the person who taught me how to love again. Admittedly, I pushed away the idea at first. But after some more reflection, I decided it wouldn’t be fair to [Name]. The past is the past, and the present is the present. If [Name] wants to make me feel special on my birthday, then who am I to stop them?
And indeed they did pamper me. They always pamper me but, today it was much more than normal. Breakfast in bed, massages, hair brushing, helping me put on my clothes, opening doors for me, fancy dinner and wine after work. I don’t think there was a single moment where they weren’t trying to do something for me. It gave me a good chuckle, which made them embarrassed. But truly, it made me happy. I had… forgotten what it feels like to be cared for on my birthday. It’s a foreign feeling but, I hope that the foreignness eventually goes away after some time.
However, I must tell them that there’s no need to overexert themselves just because it is my birthday. Although I do enjoy the extra treatment, it does neither of us any good for them to fall asleep before the night is even over. But, that’s okay. There is always next year, yes?
Attached Photograph:
A picture is included with the letter that has Signora and you in it. You are fast asleep on the Fair Lady’s lap, a peaceful expression on your face. A similar one is on Signora’s, as there is no one else around, and she can let her guard down around you. There are a few of her flame moths scattered around the room as well, a few on the two of you. As her blonde hair spills onto your face and body, one can only guess what she is thinking.
Attached Items:
Tea Break Pancakes [Despite Signora’s history with her home nation, it’s said that she still enjoys the cuisine from there. So, you like to cook her food from there whenever you can. It might not be as good as a professional’s but it provides her a taste of home. A taste of your love, which is her favorite flavor.]
Rose [It’s no secret that roses are Signora’s favorite flower. Beautiful yet thorny, alluring yet dangerous. There are many kinds of roses with all sorts of meanings in this world, but you two have been seen exchanging only one kind - a red one. Whatever could it mean?]
“Birthdays…”
Sender: Pantalone
When I was a child, birthdays did not mean much to me. After all, how could one focus on their date of birth when it seemed like life was full of nothing but curses and suffering? It was only another day of working to survive. But when I met [Name], they changed that. With them, the day began to have… meaning. Purpose. It wasn’t anything grand, but they made it special, distracting me from another day of poverty. Even with their meager earnings, they never failed to gift me something, even if it was of little to no value, or not the best quality… I cherished it. No one else had ever thought of me so much. When I look back, every time my birthday came around again, my love for them only grew more.
Now that we are adults, my only wish is to repay their kindness and spoil them with as many gifts as they deserve. However, there are a few issues with this. There are times I find myself more disappointed with the world than usual because it has yet to create something that would be a suitable gift that would be on par with my love for my dear [Name]. However, whenever my spouse gifts me something, their thoughtfulness never ceases to amaze me. How is it that they always manage to gift me something wonderful and touching? When I questioned them about this, they raised an eyebrow and gave me a strange look. It seems that I will not learn their secret anytime soon. How unfortunate.
Not to mention, dearest [Name] gets upset when I spend “ludicrous amounts of money” (their words) on them, especially on my birthday, so they’ve “forbidden” me from doing so today. They are rather persistent on this, and their long lectures and expressions are rather amusing, so I’ll indulge them… for now. Do you think they realize I’ll just spend double the amount the next day? Regardless, birthdays are always well spent with [Name], and I plan to enjoy this one fully, just as I have in the past because they are the one who makes my birthday a day worth celebrating.
Attached Photograph:
A picture is included with the letter that has Pantalone and you in it. The two of you are taking a walk in Snezhnaya, browsing stores and the like. Even though it is Pantalone’s birthday, he seems insistent on trying to buy out a few stores for you once again… so in order to prevent him from doing that, you’ve hidden yourself in his coat, stopping him from walking properly. The Harbinger seems rather entertained by your antics and your head popping out of his coat… he should make you do this more often. It’s perfect for head pats.
Attached Items:
Pantalone’s Spare Change [As it is his birthday, Pantalone is feeling more generous than usual, so he is sending a bit of funds to the Traveler. There is no need for any repayment, take it as a symbol of the Fatui’s goodwill. (However, it would do good to proceed with caution… this is the Ninth, after all.) Opening it up, the duo expects to see an average amount of money, but instead are presented with a couple of million Mora… if this is what Pantalone is willing to send to the Traveler, how much does he spend on [Name]?! Paimon doesn’t want to imagine the number!]
[Name]’s Guide to Gift Giving [A piece written by you to detail how you always choose the best gift for Pantalone, unbeknownst to your husband. Opening it up, the Traveler is very curious as to how you manage to win over the Harbinger every time, a man who has everything he could possibly want at his fingertips. But instead, only one sentence is written on the paper - “I don’t know how I do it either.”]
“Appreciation.”
Sender: Arlecchino
Birthdays were not very much celebrated in the House of Hearth, especially when the former Knave was around. However, that changed when [Name] came along. Years ago, I still remember when they gifted Lynette her first tea cup set. Freminet, a collection of spare parts that he ended up using to make another clockwork toy. And probably the biggest hassle… gifting little Lyney a white rabbit. However, I do appreciate my lover’s efforts. The children always look forward to their birthdays much more now, some even going as far as to drop hints about their desired gift and give puppy eyes to [Name] when the time rolls around. I have to remind my children not to get greedy, and to be grateful for what they already have…
I also remember the first birthday they gifted me something as well. A part of me expected it, considering the way they behaved, but still, it was an… unfamiliar feeling, to be gifted something. And, it was also the day little Lyney and Lynette presented their first amateur magic show to me. Of course, they had much to improve on, but looking back it was a suitable birthday gift, considering how much I’ve seen the two grow now. Needless to say, I appreciate [Name] very much, for what they have given me and my children.
My birthday has come once more, and [Name] is celebrating it as they always feel the need to. Really, even if they did nothing, I would still appreciate it, considering all they’ve done. The sweets they gathered this time were exceptional, and we had a lovely chat, before taking a walk through Fontaine. They say that the flowers that grow in the wild are always the prettiest, especially the Rainbow Roses.
Ah, last of all, if you could do me a favor, that would be greatly appreciated. You have been in Fontaine for a while now, yes? It would be a great help to me if you could point me to some good operas. [Name] and I have watched many in Snezhnaya, however, we don’t often have the chance to watch any in Fontaine, with our work and all. Thank you. And please, do not bore me or waste my time.
Attached Photograph:
A picture is included with the letter that has Arlecchino and you in it. You two are sitting in a field in Fontaine somewhere, with Rainbow Roses to the side. One of them has been tucked into the Harbinger’s hair, while you seem to be focusing on creating… a flower crown? Despite the pinkness of the rose greatly contrasting with Arlecchino’s whole dark red, black, and white look, she seems to not mind your antics and waits patiently for you to complete your work of art. Of course, as a Fontainian, she knows very well what Rainbow Roses symbolize, and won’t turn down the physical manifestation of your feelings.
Attached Items:
List of Yummy Hidden Gems [A list of great places to buy sweets from in Fontaine, courtesy of [Name], passed on by Arlecchino. Sure, Hotel Debord and Café Lutece do have some excellent sweets, but there are many hidden restaurants and bakeries that provide delicious treats as well! Do stop by and give them a try. Arlecchino favors many of their products. If one needs a similar list for the other nations, do tell.]
Slice of Birthday Cake [An exquisite slice of cake cut from Arlecchino’s birthday cake. She doesn’t care much for the tradition, but [Name] always buys one anyway as an excuse to treat the children from the House to something nice. You know you shouldn’t spoil them so much, but you can’t help it!]
“Splash!”
Sender: Tartaglia
Hey comrade! How have you been? Sorry if my handwriting isn’t the best. I sparred with [Name] for my birthday, and they really roughed me up. Not that I mind, I asked them to go all out. Normally they don’t like fighting with me, because they always insist they don’t like hurting me, but they couldn’t say no to me today. You know, I would like to see the two of you fight. It would be an exhilarating experience.
But anyway, after they patched me up, we took a dive in Fontaine’s waters! You know, whenever I visit Liyue, we often go to cool off in Yaoguang Shoal, but Fontaine’s oceans are so much different. The scenery, the terrain, the greenery, the wildlife… good thing I bought them a waterproof Kamera. Speaking of wildlife, [Name] and I befriended a blubberbeast. [Name] instantly fell in love with the creature, and I feel as though they gave a bit too much attention to it, but, seeing them smile is the best gift I could ever ask for. Maybe I should gift them a plushie of it? However, it is a bit amusing that something that looks as defenseless as that could pack such a punch!
Did you know this, Traveler? Apparently, Romaritime Flowers represent loyalty. [Name] gifted me a bouquet which I was initially confused about since I usually give them flowers instead. But after some quick research, these flowers mean unbreaking oaths. It was a bit ironic really, for I should have gifted them instead as I always swore to be loyal to them, my family, and the Tsaritsa, but it was a wonderful gift. Not to mention the delicious meal they prepared. They’ve been busy researching the best Fontaine recipes for me, so I could make them for Teucer and the others back home, but maybe I should just drag them to Snezhnaya so they could do it instead… I never leave anything but empty plates whenever [Name] cooks for me, but they’ve packaged some for you too, Traveler!
Next time we fight at the Golden House, I’ll bring [Name] along too. Do you think you can hold your own against both of us at the same time?
Attached Photograph:
A picture is included with the letter that has Childe and you in it. You two are under the sea, with a Blubberbeast between the two of you. The creature is nudging you while Childe looks on amused. It seems that it’s been begging for some more attention, food, and head pats. Maybe some tummy rubs too. Apparently, you named it Big Cutie, because well… it’s a big cutie! Unfortunately, it seems to have a little bit of a grudge against the Harbinger because he accidentally attacked it.
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[Name]’s Special Macarons [Rainbow Macarons but with a special twist from [Name]. On the top and bottom of the sweet treat are… faces? Very detailed ones too, with colored hair and eyes! Ah, the faces are none other than [Name], Childe, Teucer, and all of his other siblings! Oh, and macarons of Traveler and Paimon were made as well, how kind! Childe says they’re quite delicious, and he is a great cook, so they must be.]
Freshly Caught Fish [Fish caught by Childe. It seems that the two lovers also went fishing after diving a bit, as one knows how much Childe loves to fish. Sadly, your fishing skills still pale in comparison compared to his and you barely caught anything… That’s alright though! No matter how long it takes, he’ll always happily help you hone your skills!]
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dvhuwr · 6 months
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Genshin Impact - NSFW Pantalone Alphabet Head Canons !!
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Pairing: AMAB Pantalone + AFAB Reader
Synopsis + Information: NSFW Pantalone Head Canons for every letter of the Alphabet. 
Tags: Mentions of Sex, Cream pie, BDSM, Uneven Power Dynamic, Rough Sex, Anal, CNC, Mentions of innocence and vulnerability, Overstimulation, Fingering, Fellatio, Cunnilingus, Edging, Quickies, Dirty Talk, Lap Dance, Face Fucking, Free Use, Pet Name “Princess”
Minors do not interact with my account or this post! Enjoy!
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A = Aftercare (What they’re like after the act). As one of the wealthiest individuals in Teyvat, Pantalone never fails to spoil you. He takes great pleasure in rewarding you with expensive and lavish gifts including jewellery and designer clothing. This is his way of showing appreciating and love for you after having sex. Due to the nature of your sex, he also checks up on you, to see if you’re okay and if there’s anything you may need.
B = Body part (Their favourite Body part). He absolutely adores your face. Whilst he, of course, likes your body, there’s nothing better than seeing the lewd faces you make whilst he shoves his cock deep into your pussy.
C = Cum (Anything cum related). Pantalone enjoys finishing inside of you, he likes watching his seed drip down your cunt, he finds it very erotic. He also enjoys finishing inside of you to reduce the mess, plus, he believes finishing ‘on’ you is tacky.
D = Dirty Secret (A dirty secret of theirs). He is very turned on by BDSM. He has a vast collection of bondage, ropes, whips and other various ‘toys’ that could be used in the BDSM department. He loves seeing your moans of pain, it makes him feel like he has power over you, and that you’re his own personal toy.
E = Experience (How experienced are they?). Very. He knows exactly what he’s doing. As a wealthy and influential figure in Teyvat, there is no surprise that he has had his fair share of encounters with women.
F = Favourite Position (Favourite sex position). Pantalone is a very busy man, dealing with Snezhnaya’s economy and so forth. Therefore, a commonly used position is doggy on his work desk. Whenever he feels the urge to, he will pull you to the side and bend you over his desk, and without warning, he will thrust into your pussy whilst tightly gripping the back of your hair. It’s quick and get’s the job done, as most days he doesn’t have time for drawn out intercourse. It also makes him feel powerful; being able to pull you to the side and force you to take his cock from behind.
G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment or are they humorous). No. Pantalone is not someone who jokes around, especially during sex. If you ever try to joke around with him, he will make sure to punish you accordingly.
H = Hair (How groomed are they down there). He believes self-care is of utmost importance, especially down there. He is completely shaved and keeps up with this daily.
I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, the romantic aspect). He can be romantic when he feels it is appropriate; in fact, Pantalone can be very romantic, taking you out to fancy dinners and buying you expensive and beautiful bouquets of flowers. But don’t be fooled, as soon as he gets you into bed, he’ll be rough, demanding and dominant.
J= Jack off (Masturbation). He doesn’t masturbate, he believes masturbation is ‘tacky’. He knows he can pull you to the side any time he wants and fuck you senseless; therefore, masturbation is of no use to him.
K = Kink (One or more of their kinks). He has many. He mostly indulges in CNC and BDSM. He loves the feeling of forcing himself onto you, and being as rough as he pleases. Panting heavily whilst he’s hunched over you, thrusting into your ass whilst you moan his name and tell him to stop.
L = Location (Favourite places to have sex). Pantalone believes having sex in public is tacky and stays away from such, especially since his reputation is of value to him. Therefore, the bedroom tends to do the job, especially since that’s where he keeps his collection of sexual ‘toys’. However, he is a busy man who is constantly working at his desk, and he won’t be afraid to bend you over his desk and rail you from behind when he feels like it.
M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going). Whenever he sees you looking vulnerable and innocent, it turns him on greatly. He also just plays off of instinct as well; he has a high sex drive so, whenever he has the urge to have sex, he’ll drag you toward him and slam you onto his desk before fucking you like there’s no tomorrow.
N = No (Turn offs, things you shouldn’t do). He is not open to you not taking him seriously, and if he can sense you joking around this will frustrate him. Additionally, any sort of public sex or threesomes are completely off the table for Pantalone; he feels as if these activities are for ‘low lives’ and are ‘tacky’.
O = Oral (Preferences, skill). He enjoys face fucking you, watching the beautiful mess he creates all over your face. But he can’t help but eat out your cunt. Eating pussy is something he is extremely skilled at; he’ll suck on your clit while sliding his fingers in and out of your cunt until your dripping wet and begging him to keep going. And, when he feels like it, he’ll edge you and stop as your about to cum, leaving your pussy twitching and pulsing for more. What a tease!
P = Pace (Are they fast, slow, rough or gentle?). His pacing can depend on the scenario. He can be slow or fast or rough or gentle. However, he almost always prefers starting off slightly slowly to tease you and leave you begging; then suddenly fucking you hard, rough and fast to overstimulate you.
Q = Quickies (Opinion on Quickies). He takes pleasure in having quickies with you, especially during his work hours. There’s something so perverted about swiping the contents of his desk to the floor and roughly slamming into your tight ass while he’s meant to be reading through tedious documents.
R= Risk (Are they game to experiment). Pantalone cares too much about his reputation to take risks during sex, especially if it’s public sex. Being caught in such a degenerate act is the last thing he wants and needs.
S = Stamina (How many rounds can they last for, how long do they last?). Long. Not only can he go for a while without finishing, but he also has the stamina and endurance to go for plenty of rounds. He can really go for hours if you let him, though you probably wouldn’t be able to walk afterwards.
T = Toy (Do they own toys or use them?). He loves using toys on you. As mentioned before, Pantalone has a vast collection of whips, toys, ropes, paddles and so forth that he takes pleasure in using. His favourite are the ropes; he likes tying your wrists and ankles together so there’s no chance you can escape him, even if you beg him to stop. The whines of pain and over stimulation are sounds that can make him cum in a matter of seconds.
U = Unfair (How much do they tease?). Pantalone takes great enjoyment from teasing you, it makes him feel dominant and powerful. He’ll swirl his tongue around your clit whilst thrusting his fingers into you, gradually increasing the speed till’ you’re about to cum. But then, he stops. He’ll leave your pussy pulsing and you begging for more, and he won’t continue until he feels like you’ve done an adequate amount of begging. Watching how desperate you get for him is a massive turn on.
V = Volume (How loud are they, what sounds do they make?). He isn’t very loud. He’ll breathe heavily and lightly moan whilst thrusting into you, but he definitely isn’t loud. However, if he’s dirty talking you, he may raise his voice slightly, to make sure you can understand every single word he’s saying to you. “Look at me brat, look at me while I shove my cock into your little cunt,” he’ll demand of you.
W = Wild Card (A random NSFW Head canon of choice). Pantalone loves lap dances. Quite frequently he’ll ask you to dress up for him and show him some dance moves. He’ll even throw money at you to treat you as if you were a stripper; then once his cock starts leaking in his pants, he’ll push you to your knees and face fuck you relentlessly.
X = X-Ray (What’s inside his pants?). Pantalone may have a cute and innocent smile, but don’t let this deceive you, he really is packing down there. Measuring out at 7 inches, his cock can really do some damage if he isn’t careful. But sometimes the pain feels too good.
Y = Yearning (Sex Drive). He may be a busy man, but this doesn’t affect his extremely high sex drive. He just can’t help but thinking about fucking your tight asshole, he loves it. Furthermore, the fact that you’re pretty much always available for him to ‘use’ makes it easier for him to act on his thoughts, rather than suppress them.
Z = ZZZ (How quickly do they fall asleep after sex?). No; he’s too busy for that. Once he’s done with you, he’ll usually leave to continue his work. He’ll check up on you after sex and make sure you’re okay and he’ll remind you, “If there’s anything you want, tell the maids. Oh, and also, I’ve left some Mora on the bedside table, go treat yourself if needs be Princess.”
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m1d-45 · 5 months
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ink, ink, ink
summary: overworking yourself all on your lonesome? not on the northland bank’s watch.
word count: ~1.3k
-> warnings: the name and title of a harbinger not shown in game. yeah.
-> gn reader (you/yours)
taglist: @samarill || @thenyxsky || @valeriele3 || @shizunxie || @boba-is-a-soup || @yuus3n || @esthelily || @turningfrogsgay || @cupandtea24 || @genshin-impacts-me || @chaoticfivesworld || @raaawwwr || @ryuryuryuyurboat || @undrxtxd || @rainswept
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you slumped over your desk, digging the heels of your palms into your eyes. a headache pounded behind them, the words on the documents before you losing all meaning.
it was late. later than you’d normally be up. later than what’s healthy. but the stack of unfinished files was barely as high as your nail was long, and you knew you could finish it. you just had to finish it tonight, and then you could have the next week entirely stress free. no more paperwork, no more forms… nothing.
you honestly didn’t expect being the creator to be this stressful, though you probably should have. you weren’t bothered about day to day activities, but with your permanent residence under construction, your opinion was required for everything. fabric samples for the sheets—inazuman silk or liyuen?—and tiles for the floor, or would you prefer to have rugs or carpet? the flowers in the front, gold or jade for the inlays, what style of plates or mugs? tea or coffee or both? would you like a garden in the back to rest in? please provide measurements for your clothes, as well as which nation’s style you preferred. please and thank you and we’re honored for the opportunity to serve.
you knew they meant well. you were never talked over or dissuaded, and the envoys from the nations you visited were always impartial in their descriptions. they knew you loved teyvat as a whole, and even if you had a preference for where to stay, you wouldn’t abandon the rest of the world for that one place. so they advised you about weather and the local wildlife, politely waiting when you stopped to let a crystalfly land in your hand. the people of teyvat were kind, accepting your answer with a smile and a bow, only wanting the best for you.
you suspect they knew your answer from the beginning, but nobody brought it up. it was nice to see the nations, and you never regret your final choice. especially not now, when the thought of your lover being so close to you gave you the strength to pick up your pen.
just a bit more, then you can go rest. lie down and be welcomed with warm arms, for he’s certainly long retired by now.
did you want a wardrobe, closet, or both?
would you like curtains around your bed?
how many pillows? what kind of blankets?
a tub combined with your shower, or separate?
blinds or curtains for-
knock, knock, knock.
you blink. you look up. by the time you’ve set down your pen and it’s registered to your tired mind that there’s someone at your door, the person in the other side calls your name in a soft voice.
a voice that you instantly recognize, automatically inviting in. a voice carried in the chest of a harbinger, but one that looks at you with adoration all the same.
pantalone closes the door behind him softly, barely the slightest click heard as he locks it. “when you asked to work in my bank, i had assumed you would be doing so responsibly,” he says, voice quiet. his eyes are low, shadows sharp from the candles lit on your desk, but you know he’s checking the clock the same way he knows you have a headache, silently reaching to pinch out the flame of one of the candles.
your headache eases a bit, and he wipes the ashes from his gloves on a handkerchief.
“is work-“ you wave at your desk, at the cluttered sprawl of invitations and letters across it “-not responsible?”
“at this hour?” his head tilts the slightest amount, and your already fragile will to keep working crumbles. “the only responsible thing to do this late is rest.”
you don’t fuss when he comes around to your side of the desk, sweeping your papers into neat stacks. you just lean against his side, watching as he quickly tidies everything, down to throwing away the napkin you kept on hand for ink spills.
you weren’t used to their fountain pens when you first got here, needing assistance to simply check boxes for a to-do list without the ink bleeding everywhere. your regrator was by your side even then, kindly walking you through the proper form and pressure. he’d been the one to teach you the code used within the fatui as well, and had gifted you the very pen that laid at your desk for your birthday.
the room dimmed again, smoke rising from his fingertips as he pinched out another flame.
“come now.” his hand pats at your shoulder gently, and you sigh as you straighten. he pulls you to your feet easily, bringing you a step closer than strictly necessary. with a neat flourish, he takes his jacket from his shoulders, wrapping it around yours instead. you don’t protest as he helps you put it on, nor as he removes his gloves, flexing your hands to absorb as much of the warmth from the leather as you can.
“won’t you get cold?”
he smiles, his hand warm as he raises it to your cheek. “i was born in snezhnaya,” he says simply, “you were not.”
he puts his hand around you and extinguishes the last candle, this time directly with his handkerchief instead of his hand. he walks you out of your—his, really—office, locking it behind him with a key he tucks away just as fast as he brought it out.
once you arrive at your shared—his, again—quarters, he sits you on the bed, letting his hand linger for a moment to ensure you stay there. you wait as he moves around the house, bringing you water and food, making sure you have at least a bit of each before handing you a painkiller.
when you try to take off the gloves, he stops you with a hand over yours. there’s a thin papercut over the side of his thumb. “not yet. your office was cold, and you’ll need the dexterity.”
“won’t they get dirty?”
“then i’ll have them cleaned, or simply commission another pair.” onyx tumbles over his shoulder as he takes out the tie from his hair, running his fingers through the dark waves to check for knots. “you are my priority. not them.”
once you’re finished with your food and are adequately sleepy from the warmth of his coat, he coaxes you to stand once more. this time your proximity is not of simple selfishness, but because your head keeps drooping and he’s afraid you’ll nod off where you stand.
he removes his coat and gloves as reverently as he put them on you, tossing them to a chair to stay close to you. he lets you remove your socks and shoes then tucks you in with a kiss, glancing back at you the entire time he removes his own. it’s endearing to see you try to stay awake to wait for him, his chest warming at the clear sight of your affection.
eventually he does join you in bed, reaching out to pull the blanket over your shoulder on instinct. your hand fumbles for his, squeezing once. “thank you.”
your heart is in your ears as you watch him lift your hand, pressing a gentle kiss to your knuckles. he pulls away with a smile, brushing his thumb over your fingers. “anytime, my lord. now please, get some rest.”
his glasses are left on his nightstand and your responsibilities were checked at the door, your eyes long closed by the time he settles you against his chest.
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kroosluvr · 3 months
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ꈍᴗꈍ and *´▽`* harbingers
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straw-bunbun · 2 months
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I trust them.
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kattkeyy · 8 months
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kisses
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cyxnidx · 5 months
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LET ME ADORN YOU !
character: pantalone
genre: smut
warnings: body worship, that one thing where people compare you to a god..? i cant remember what its called ims orru
a/n: i adore the idea of Pantalone adoring us like omfgsjdhehhe (its been a long day so any mistakes pleass ignkre, i may or may not be borderline drunk rn)
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"oh, dear." you heard your husbands voice, his tone breathy as you felt his gloved hands glide across your body. "i'd like to touch you, but.." he sighed, eyes meeting yours. "i feel even that would be a sin."
his eyes trail down your body once again. "i've done a lot in my lifetime, all without a second thought, or even no thought at all. however, when it comes to you.." he trails off. "..you; you make me want to stop for a moment. to contemplate my current decision - any next decision concerning you."
pantalone admired you deeply. not only for the fact that you were one of the few to catch his genuine attention, or to even make him stop for a moment, to stop his world from spinning, but also because your body mesmerized him.
almost to the point of obsession.
"i feel a bit odd saying this, almost like it's something dottore would say, but.." he paused for a moment. "..i feel it'd be only right of me to ask permission. to purify myself before doing such a thing - i feel it'd be necessary." he states. "i feel that even my gloves shouldn't be able to touch such a delicate surface such as your skin."
you bring your hands to his face, kissing his forehead softly. moving from his face and down to his hands, you removed his gloves and place his now bare hands ontop of you. "there's not a need for such a thing."
a smile began to etch itself onto pantalones face. a smile you recognized, yet still so vague you couldn't determine the true meaning behind it - was he manic, or was he mad?
"so divine.." he runs his cold hands along your side, kissing your forehead softly. "..such a blessing, you are." he moves down to your cheeks, jawline and collarbone whilst his hands mess with the hems of your waist band of your bottoms.
lightly, he grabs at your thighs, waist and hips. he moves to kiss what seems to be every inch of skin in the surrounding areas. "god, i love you." he'd mumble against your skin. "i adore you.. i adorn every inch of skin on your body, i have a desire to relish in your presence forever, for as long as my heart beats."
occasionally biting, he'd move to your chest and lick at your nipples for a moment before continuing his small kisses against your plush skin. "so perfect, so delicious.." he kisses your lips, eyes fluttering closed as he does so.
"a god must've sculpted you.." he tells you, moving toward your ears, whispering in a honey smooth voice. "and instead of being a bit selfish with you, unlike myself, he decided to gift me with you." he nibbles on the cartilage lightly. "..and i'm glad he did."
his fingers diligently pull your bottoms down all together while his lips dance with yours, a groan coming from his mouth when he feels even more of your warmth that was hidden under your clothes.
"goodness, darling." he almost pouts. "tell me, why haven't i began taking your clothes off quicker.."
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genshin-fanart · 8 months
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pantalone: would you miss me if i died?
dottore, softly: it’s cute that you think death can get you out of this relationship.
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mxdnightlvers · 2 years
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𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐅𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𓆩♡𓆪
➸ 𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: Fucking the harbingers except you’re blindfolded and tied up
➸ 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬: Dottore, Pantalone, Tartaglia/Childe
➸ 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Foursome, Exhibition, excessive mentions of cum, reader is blindfolded and tied up, slight slight degradation, thigh fucking, not proofread :>
➸ 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐬: Afab reader
➸ 𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞: The harbingers have me in the BIGGEST chokehold ever rn. They better be playable plz but for now I wrote this to cope with how fine they all look. Also new diluc skin makes me wanna write a smut on him :>
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You didn’t know how you ended up here. Maybe it’s because the alcohol you drank is finally taking a toll on your present state of mind. Maybe it was the alcohol that had you agreeing to this. How did an innocent party turn into this seemed like a question you would have to answer in the morning. However, you couldn’t help but shift your hips with excitement as you hear the shuffling of clothes around you. Hands cuffed above your head, eyes blindfolded and completely naked as greedy hands explored your body. You were completely exposed and helpless to the three harbingers. Body exposed for everyone to play with, to fuck and fill you up so nicely. Unknown hands played with your clit, fingering you, playing with your tits. You didn’t know who was doing what. Who was fingering you so well, hitting your g-spot every time. Who held your legs apart, making sure that your body was left exposed for them to use and who shoved his cock between your lips.
Your body was so sensitive to their touches, shifting and leaning into the slightest of touches. Their fingers quickly bringing you to your orgasm, legs quivering as you moan around the cock in your mouth. You were already so dizzy from your orgasm but you barely even had time to catch your breath. Hands found their way into your hair, pushing you further down their cock before spilling their seed down your throat. They pulled out, leaving your mouth a leaking mess. Slender fingers pushed the cum back in your mouth, your tongue eagerly licking up the unknown person’s cum. “Such a pretty little thing, so eager to be fucked by all of us hm?” Dottore hums you praises as he pushes his cock inside you- or at least what you think is his cock. Your mouth being filled with another’s cock as the last found entertainment with the rest of your body.
You knew exactly who was fucking you but you didn’t know who’s cock you were sucking, who��s cum you were swallowing. Who was stretching you apart, who was filling you up with his seed and who was leaving hickeys all over your body. Assuming it’s Childe inside you when he moans your name so sweetly or it’s Pantalone’s cock inside your mouth as he calls you a slut. You were helpless as they used your holes over and over. Filling you up with cum so much that it’s leaking out. Staining your pretty lips with their seed. Pulling out of you only to leave your messy body on display before fucking back into you. Filling every hole with their cock as you swallow load after load and having your cunt used over and over for their pleasure. Strong hands, slender hands, calloused hands, all over your body at the same time, touching you everywhere, spreading their cum all over your body. Thighs being fucked as someone slips underneath you to fuck into your hole.
They’re using you over and over and you all love it. The way you spread your legs so eagerly for any of them, not knowing who it is. The way you cum over and over for them, the way your body reacts at every slight touch. They’re drunk on your body. They’re drunk on you. And you, you’re so eager to just be stuffed with cock that every time one pulls away you can’t help but whine at the loss. You’re so eager to be filled of cum that you’ll be licking up any drop no matter who’s own. They’re all singing you praises, kissing you, enjoying you and with each time they enter you again, it’s more apparent that you guys won’t be finished anytime soon.
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secretivemessenger · 1 year
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For the 1k event i'm requesting
Prompt = 100. “You’re still horny? Didn’t I fuck you hard enough last night?"
With Pantalone, they're in a meeting and mc is sitting next to him, suddenly, mc's hand trails towards Pantalone's thighs and slowly rise up to his dick but before his hand could reach his crotch, Pantalone grabs his hand.
At the end of the meeting they both walk out but Pantalone grabs mc's hand and drags him into an empty room, rest is up to you
Keep quiet
Bottom Pantalone x Top male reader
Rating: NSFW
Warnings: OOC Pantalone! Implied partners with benefits! Past sexual sessions mentioned! Hand job! Public sex!? Almost getting caught! Then actually getting caught! Nipple play! Reader has a big cock! Belly bulge!
Note: sorry for the long wait dove^^ but here ya go , also changed the plot up a bit if you don’t mind😗 also reader is a fatui harbinger or else how tf he gon be in the meeting room🤨
1000+ Event
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Every one of the harbingers was standing far away from each other in that room that looked like a corridor —a single long table seated in the middle with a total of 12 wooden chairs.
In that freezing meeting room, the only sounds that could be heard is the sound of chilling silence, as hard stares were being thrown around towards one another.
You barely held back the laughter inside because of their silly little staring competition, asserting dominance is what Childe said it was, but you were far too amused to complain about it.
All of this was happening because the so called “leader of the harbingers” was not yet present , which is not that surprising because that old grandpa —as you liked to call him— always shows up to these “very important meetings” whenever he wants, sometimes you’ll be kept inside for hours till he finally decides to show up, unbearable but you still managed to bare with it somehow.
The sound of the large door opening attracted the attention of all as everyone’s faces turned to face the newcomer who entered the room, with his charisma and charm, Pierro walked inside the room scanning it with his eyes behind the mask.
Making sure everyone was present he made his way to the table sat down on the chair at the beginning of the table , all without saying a word , once he was fully seated he spoke out. “You are allowed to sit down now.” And just like little trained obedient puppies, everyone followed the somewhat order without a word of complaint, you chose the nearest seat to you which luckily was right next to the one with all the glory, Pantalone.
What you and pantalone have is somewhat complicated, you weren’t exactly lovers nor friends, a sex partnership is what it should be called, you were made to sign a whole 100 page contract before starting this, it was surely stressful but definitely worth it.
The smile on Pantalone’s face never leaving his lips as he looked at the leader listening carefully to what he had to say, and all you could do is stare at him, his face looked so pretty, almost hard to believe such an elegant person was begging like a slut to be stuffed by your fat cock just yesterday, such a two face~ a cute one atleast.
Just thinking about it excites you, remembering the way you held onto his slim hips as you pounded his hole till it stretched to the shape of your cock , making it so no one other than you can use that pretty hole of his, useless to everyone but you.
You can still hear his choked out moans inside your head, his little cute whimpers his shameless cries the way he stuttered with a moan everytime he tries to speak , at the end he just lost all his energy and passed out leaving you to continue fucking his passed out body.
Absolute good times, you wish to go back to yesterday just so you can fuck him again and again and again, such an unhealthy obsession you have developed for the infamous Pantalone, but you truly can’t be blamed he is majestic after all.
As these thoughts and memories flooded your mind like a disease you felt the heat moving straight to your cock, you can definitely get hard just by thinking of the things you two have done, meanwhile eyes slowly turned onto you which brought you out of your very deep thoughts.
Cold and amused stares were sent your way along side some glares , you might’ve been too obvious with spacing out this time, a small oops left your mouth, you heard a small chuckle from your “partner” before he averted his eyes back to Pierro, and so did the other harbingers.
How embarrassing getting caught daydreaming about fucking one of your fellow harbingers, if only they could read your mind they’d be truly flabbergasted, to know about the horrendous thoughts that fill your mind.
Looking back at the leader you tried to focus your attention on him again but it was very hard, alot of uninteresting words came out of his mouth, you’ve only listened for few seconds and the feeling of boredom started consuming you whole.
Looking back at the man who has your mind in a choke hold you couldn’t help but admire him again, the way that little tank top of his looked around his upper body, if you squint a bit you’ll even see his cute nipples through it, and the way these tight jeans sticked to his legs like magnets, making his thighs look unsurprisingly charming and so grab-able, you just wanna squeeze it and squish it.
But who were you to keep your desires hidden? And so that’s exactly what you did.
Your hands gripped tightly at the inner side of his thighs under the table, his body jolted up in surprise at the unexpected touch, he looked straight at you with questioning eyes, you just smiled and signaled him to shush and give his attention back to Pierro, the look of panic in his face never eased but he still slowly turned his head back around , trying so hard to ignore the feeling of your hands squeezing his thighs.
Slowly going up towards his clothed cock, his breath hitch at your slow movement, these little touches you gave his made him incredibly weak, the feeling of your hands at his growing bulge was unbearable so he gripped tightly at your hands and glared at you, expecting you to stop he almost let out a moan when you squeezed at his cock.
As his other hands held on tightly to the chair’s leg, you started massaging his cock till it was rock hard inside his pants, breathy sigh’s left his lips as concentrating with whatever is going on has become unbearably hard, the way your hands slipped inside his pants then to his boxers made him flinch so hard as he looked at you in a panic state then looked around seeing everyone deeply focused on Pierro’s important talk.
Once your hands wrapped around his wet leaking cock an uncontrollable moan left his mouth, at the same time he smacked his fist on the meeting table to cover up his sound, the so called important talk was cut out by Pantalone’s loud smack to the table.
“Regrator, is something wrong or did you just feel the need interrupt what I had to say?” Pierro spoke while looking directly at Pantalone waiting for his answer, the moment he tried to open his mouth to answer you started fisting the tip of his cock squeezing and jerking it up then playing with it using your fingers, he tried his best not to whimper and cry out, scared he might embarrass himself infront of his fellow harbingers he stayed quiet as his heart shook with fear and excitement.
“You chose not to answer I see, this meeting was prepared by the tsaritsa herself , so make sure to arrange a meeting where you can talk to her about this kind of behavior , yeah?” Pierro said with his intermediating eyes, as Pantalone glared daggers at you for getting him into this unnecessary trouble while you only smiled at him still playing with his pretty cock “Y..yes” Pantalone answered in a stuttering tone taking all of his energy to not moan out while talking.
A sigh left Pierro’s mouth before going back to whatever he was saying, as you continued to jerk him off moving your hands up and down, looking at his sweaty face as it no longer holds that smile.
He smacked a hand against his mouth as his chest raised up and down, his body was shaking and trembling because of you, he almost teared up as he felt himself about to cum, before he gets anywhere you pulled your hand out completely.
He looked at you in shock , he opened his mouth many times to say something but nothing came out, you just smiled at him before turning your head to Pierro completely ignoring Pantalone, no matter what he tried to do you ignored him through out the whole meeting leaving him to suffer with the painful hard on you caused.
Pantalone was absolutely furious , how dare you do all this to him just to deny him from his release , and so once the meeting was over it was no surprise to you when Pantalone grabbed your hands and started dragging you away , while you just let yourself be pulled by him , you stopped in your tracks once you reached the hallway leading out of the building.
“Oh? Where are you planning to take me?” You asked playing the clueless game knowing damn well where he was gonna take you , “Stop wasting my time by acting dumb , let’s go.” He said in an annoyed tone
“You’re still horny? Didn’t I fuck you hard enough yesterday?”
You said in a mocking tone while a smirk presented itself on your face. “Doing such things in the meeting room , weren’t you the one who was being a horny mutt.” He confronted you , “Me? Are you sure? Cause I’m very sure you were the one getting turned on”.
Slamming him on the hallway wall. “You liked it, didn’t you?” You said as the smile on your face stretched more “Liked being touched like that knowing that everyone in that room could’ve possibly caught us , caught you enjoying yourself like a damn slut.”
His body twitched at your words and you didn’t fail to notice it , a small chuckle escaped your mouth , “Are you done now let’s g-” He tried to sound intimidating while saying it but you didn’t even give him the chance to fish his words.
Pressing your kneecaps on his visible bulge made him release a desperate moan , his body already feeling hot. “Why waste time in going to your building when we can do it here?” Hearing your words he looked at you like you were crazy or something “Oh cmon.” You started planting little kisses on his neck. “You were really enjoying it in that meeting room.” Moving your kisses higher till it reached his ear. “C’mon, it’ll be fun I promise.” You ended it with a small blow on his ear making his body shiver with chills.
Silence was the answer you received from him and you decided to take it as a yes. You slowly started by taking off his shirt leaving trials of kisses till you reached his cute buds , starting with small licks before taking the pink buds in your mouth he didn’t try to push you away instead he wrapped his hands around your neck pulling you closer as small gasps left his mouth.
You continued Sucking at his nipples till they were all red and hard , just by you swirling your tongue on his nipples made him breathless , lost in pleasure he didn’t even notice you taking off his pants until the air brushed against his hard cock stealing a gasp out of him , as you slipped your fingers inside his gaping mouth. “Suck.” You ordered , oddly enough he obeyed without making sure to get your fingers all wet , how adorable it was the way he sucked on your fingers , making you wish it was your cock instead.
Alot of thing were going on at one time , you fucking his mouth with your fingers all the while you still continued to suck at his nipples , it made his body so shaky and sensitive he barely managed to keep himself standing.
As hard as it was for him as it was for you , you who’s cock has been hard all this time without even touching it , you left yourself needy and gave all the attention to Pantalone instead.
But you too were getting desperate , so finally deciding to give yourself the attention you deserve you slowly started stripping your lower half naked , finally freeing your cock from its confinement. Pantalone stared down at your huge cock his drolly mouth looking very hungry for it. “See this, this is what fucked you good last night.” You said as you stroked yourself infront of him.
Swallowing his spit his sweaty face turned flashy red as he slowly took all the courage he had to speak his mind. “Fuck me… Please..” With the amount of desperation in his voice you couldn’t decline him beside it made you much more harder than before , as a laugh came out of you. “Gladly~” You said as a big smile planted itself on your face.
You moved too fast for his unfocused eyes , in a matter of seconds you took a hold of his legs and made it wrap itself around your waist , before plunging your fat cock inside his hole , and the loudest scream left him , Pantalones eye’s opened wide as his tongue lolled out , uncontrollable gasps and breaths lefts him because of the feeling of your cock inside his guts.
While pantalone was still getting used to your cock suddenly invading his insides , you looked down at his little tummy that you can clearly see the traces of yourself in.
It made you proud knowing that your cock was so deep inside of him it bulged in his stomach , pressing your fingers down on the bulge made a small cry leave him as he digged his nails onto your shoulders drawing blood , but you didn’t mind that it was actually cute.
Not much time was needed for Pantalone to adjust thanks to the fact that his hole was still lose from yesterday , so once a certain time passed you started moving your hips starting by slowly fucking him , this gentle pace didn’t last for long as your movement became more faster and rougher by time.
Shameless moans of your name left Pantalone’s mouth completely forgetting you two were still in the hallway and some of your other “fellow harbingers” were still present in the building , but you didn’t mind getting caught because then they’ll know that he was yours and yours only.
You pounded into him while gripping on his ass and stretching it , you raised his body and brought it down with your thrust drawing another slutty moan out of him , moving your hips you continued to fuck into him roughly watching your cock move inside of him watching the way his face twists with every thrust , he looked fascinating.
The both of you were close to cumming , it felt like a need to you to cum inside of him , to fill him up with your cum you can feel yourself getting closer just by thinking about it , your thoughts were cut off at the sounds of a very small gasp , very small you almost missed it.
Looking to the side you saw one of the fatui agents , you recognised from his uniform that he’s one of the dept collectors , how long has he been here you wondered , giving the fact that he have a visible hard on it must’ve been a while , you two were so lost in pleasure you didn’t notice him at all , truly hilarious.
Without stopping your thrusts you continued fucking into Pantalone who’s eyes were closed as he continued moaning absolutely clueless about everything other than the cock moving inside of him , as a smirk came up your face you put your finger on your lips signalling the agent to shush.
The agent nodded his head nervously and went away with his life , knowing damn well if Pantalone was to know he will surely end up without a head , but he didn’t really leave he knows how dangerous it is to stay but he couldn’t leave for some reason , so he hid behind the wall thinking you wouldn’t notice and started taking care of his own problem
you couldn’t contain the small laugh at the dumb agent as you continued to fuck your cock into his puffy hole knowing damn well that little agent was jerking off to you fucking Pantalone.
🏷: @gaybitchfx @vyloy @peter-the-pan @saelipse (your food) @valeksei (totally didn’t forget to tag you) cuse you said to tag u in important shit
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'Princess... Darling... Sweetheart... Lovely... Angel... Babygirl...'
Petnames... that was something the two had common apart from both being Fatui Harbingers and highly unhinged that is. But the two each had a set, both had only three names they would use for you. Dottore would use Darling Lovely and Babygirl whilst Pantalone would use Princess Sweetheart and Angel. To others when they hear those simple names and the person they are reserved for, they will most likely die within the hour, you where reserved for them, and them alone. You were their soulmate as they where eachother's, anyone who laid there filthy eyes on you would have them cut out and be used for experiments, whilst their family's and familiars would lose their jobs and bank up a great debt.
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fatuismooches · 1 year
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Could you please write about the Harbingers and their voice lines for the reader? Like them telling the traveler about you and stuff :)
♡𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬’ 𝐕𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐀𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐘𝐨𝐮 ♡
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synopsis: The Traveler expected the Harbingers to be cold and ruthless in pursuing whatever the Fatui's goals were. Hearing their loving voice lines on you was certainly the opposite of what they predicted.
includes: all harbingers (platonic pulcinella) w/ gn! reader
notes: I've wanted to do something like this for a while. It was rather cute and fun to write! Includes five voice lines about you for each Harbinger.
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Pierro:
About You - His Lover:
“So you’ve already met [Name], Traveler? I’m not surprised, they like to talk to people, especially when they see me speaking to others. They’re quite energetic and bouncy, aren’t they? But I can’t say I dislike that about them. They are a bright light in my life.”
Chat - Walks:
“Much of our time spent together is on walks outside in Sneznhaya, with the snow gently melting on us. It’s a rather simple activity to most, but irreplaceable to both of us. I hope, after everything is said and done, I can take them on walks in other places.”
About Your Patience:
“They never comment on it, but I know they get lonely without me. For most of the day, they do not see me due to my work, and even when they try to stay up late for my return, they end up falling asleep sometimes. I truly wish I could spend more time with them. But I know, after fulfilling the Tsaritsa’s dream, I will give them everything and more.”
Something To Share - Meals:
“I don’t think about what I eat or when I do very often. It doesn’t matter much to me, but [Name] clearly disagrees. Instead of the maids preparing my meals, they started cooking everything for me and adding little notes too. It’s very endearing of them, but I don’t think I’ll ever live it down when the other soldiers saw me eating heart-shaped cookies with smiley faces on them…”
About You - A Second Home:
“I remember the destruction of my homeland clearly. It is something I will never forget. But even though I have only a small portion of time with them, they never fail to make me feel… content. With them, I can forget about everything, even if it is just for a few minutes. Heh, sometimes I foolishly wish they lived in Khaenri’ah with me for a bit, if only to experience a normal life with them.”
Capitano:
About You - His Lover:
“There is nothing I cherish more than [Name]. Many people often comment on our relationship, after all, we are quite different in all aspects. But I have them to thank for many things. They have taught me many things I could have never learned on my own.
Chat - Souvenirs:
“Traveler, you have been to many nations for extended periods of time. Would you share some items that would make good souvenirs? I always make sure to bring something back for them. If you have any recipes to share, that would be greatly appreciated as well. Whenever I am back home, [Name] always insists on having all of our meals together.”
A Special Item - The Kamera:
“You must be wondering why someone like me carries around something like this. I never cared for the device until [Name] told me about it and asked me to take photos on my expeditions. I guess I’ve unintentionally become a master without knowing it because they always praise the pictures I take when they organize them in their scrapbook.”
Something To Share - Smiles:
“I am not adept at smiling at all, or very expressive in general, something [Name] has an issue with. Oftentimes, they sit on my lap and try to get me to show some emotion on my face. Reading stories, telling jokes… they try it all quite frequently. While I don’t think it’s working very well, I enjoy their antics.”
About You - Reminiscing:
“I remember once I walked in on them trying on my helmet and coat. They hadn’t noticed me yet, and I couldn’t help but notice how small they looked buried under my clothes. But quickly I worried about whether their head could take the weight of my helmet. Before I could say anything, they saw me and scurried away in embarrassment. I never brought it up again, but it was rather cute.”
“Huh… Paimon would have never guessed Capitano was like this. When we go to Snezhnaya, we have to find this guy’s mansion somehow! Paimon wants to meet [Name]!”
Columbina:
About You - Her Lover:
“Hmm~hmm~♫ Oh, hello there, Traveler. Ah, I see you’ve brought [Name] with you too, come here, my dear. Hmm? Oh, I guess I forgot to tell you. They are my partner in love, music, in everything. Perhaps you should come to one of our shows one day. I’d say we are quite good.”
About You - Favorite Pastimes:
“I love going to watch plays with them. The theater is one of the places where we spend a lot of time. I always end up humming along to the songs. Sometimes, when the theater is unoccupied, we act out certain scenes together. Say, Traveler, have you ever heard of Romeo and Juliet?”
Chat - Naps:
“Hmm… what time is it? The weather just feels perfect for a midday nap. [Name] always indulges me whenever I want when I want to doze off. This surface is no match for their pillowy softness, but it’ll have to do for now…”
“Hey, you can’t just fall asleep in the middle of- oh… Paimon doesn’t know how she can knock out that quickly.”
Secret Hobby - Poems About You:
“Your bright smile that can go on for a mile,
Unmatchable style with a laugh that never ends for a while.
Sweet lips that I want to savor,
Ah, I am so glad I am in your favor.
Or should I say “For you make me ever the more braver”...? What do you think, Traveler?”
Something Interesting - Liyue Opera:
“Traveler, I hear that there is a talented opera troupe in Liyue with beautiful music and songs. Oh, you’ve met them yourself? I would love to attend it with [Name]. They love listening to music from around Teyvat, and I have to agree with them. Haha… I can’t wait to take them out of Snezhnaya for a bit.”
Dottore:
About You - His Lover:
“Hmph, you wish to know about [Name], I hear?”
“Yeah! Paimon wants to know what kind of person would stay with a madman- I mean! A Fatui Harbinger! You know, since that’s quite dangerous and all.”
“Hehe, is that so? Too bad, because I have no obligation to tell you. But they are truly… ah, never mind.”
“Aww… Paimon really wanted to know what he was going to say.”
About You And The Segments:
“Some of the segments are quite fond of them, while some do not know them very well. After all, they were cloned at different parts of my life, before and after I met them. I must say… it’s can be hard to get some of the other segments away from them. I didn’t think they would hoard [Name]’s attention so much…”
“Is it just Paimon, or does Dottore’s attentiveness towards them grow as each clone gets older? And hey, is Dottore jealous-”
“Shush Paimon, before he hears you!”
About You - Whereabouts:
"It's time for their medicine... Hmm, have you seen them, Traveler? You saw them leave and go into the city? And you didn't stop them? Tch, useless. I must simply go and find them myself... Now that I think about it, I wouldn't want you talking to [Name], anyway."
About You - Health Concerns:
“Ever since our Akademiya days, [Name] has been plagued with an unknown and virtually incurable disease. It is essential that they take their medicine every day, but they often try to avoid it, after doing it for so long. This is why I and the clones always keep an eye on them.”
“Aw, so that’s why [Name] always looks so tired whenever Paimon sees them… That must be so hard.”
“… I don’t care what methods or tactics I have to employ, or if the Gods or even you, Traveler, get in my way. I will cure them of their sickness. Nothing will stop me.”
When The Sun Is Out:
“Hm, it’s a perfect day for [Name] to take a walk. The fresh air is always good for their health. Perhaps a boat ride is in order as well.”
“Oooh, Paimon loves the sound of that! Maybe we can fish and eat it too!”
“Why would I ever invite you to be with us? I’m sure your very existence would give them a headache.”
“Hey, how rude!!”
Pulcinella:
About You - Relationship:
“You were fighting some hilichurls when someone called [Name] joined you? And they ended up lighting an explosive barrel? Wherever that child goes, they always bring trouble with them. But don’t hold it against them. They are a lovely person to be around.”
Stories To Tell:
“They always pester me to tell them stories. Though, this is not a bad thing at all. Not many are willing to listen to this old man ramble on willingly. Ah, youth is a wonderful thing. Would you like to join us next time, Traveler?”
Chat - New Things:
“Indeed, they have taught me many things. The latest trends, songs, books, and more that their generation is into. Sometimes I struggle to understand some of what they say too… the world is changing so quickly.”
About You - Baking:
“We bake together quite often. Most of the time, I have to direct them, otherwise, they will burn down the kitchen which has happened multiple times before. Pantalone was not happy. I have never seen a youngster with such little aptitude for cooking, but surprisingly, it is great fun.”
About You - Family:
“Ever since they were young, they were quite rebellious. Running away from the castle, pretending to be asleep after bedtime, beating up all the Fatui soldiers during sparring without hesitance. If anyone else besides me had to take care of them, it would not have ended well. But, I am truly glad they are in my care. I have thought of them as my own child for a long time. If it wasn’t for the possible danger, I’d have officially adopted them long ago.”
Scaramouche:
About You - His Lover:
“Huh? How do you know about [Name]?”
“Well, we just happened to see them with you once. You were actually smiling! And later we went up and spoke to them for a bit, and they were really nice! They told us that they were your-”
“Ugh, that idiot! Always trusting people so blindly… Anyway, I don’t need you to know anything else. It isn’t your business.” 
A Little Secret:
“I wonder if they could make dango for me again… it’s been a long time since I’ve had it. But how do I get them to make it without directly asking? How bothersome… huh? How long have you been there, Traveler? You didn’t hear anything, did you?!”
Something To Share - Burdened Feelings:
“I once tried to wipe my emotions and feelings of them away into nothingness. It felt preposterous to me that I could feel something for a human, one that could barely fight nonetheless. But when I lost the Gnosis, when I lost everything, as I fell down, the only thing that I saw in my mind was their stupid smile…”
When It Rains:
“Whenever it rained, they would always huddle themselves close to me under my hat. At first, I pushed them away, but the look on their face made me allow them to continue. Sometimes, I make sure to take them out on a day that’s expected to rain just to see them do that. Don’t you dare tell them that though, Traveler.”
About Beelzebul:
“[Name] is always telling me to reconcile with her, but what would she think of me, or of them? How would she act toward me? Would she even remember me? There’s that irritating shrine maiden too… Hmm? It’s nothing. Let’s keep moving.”
Arlecchino:
About You - Her Lover:
“[Name]? Yes, they are my partner. I suppose those Fatui recruits can’t keep their mouths shut about other people’s business for very long. Hmm? You’re surprised that I was so direct about it? Well, there’s no reason to hide it. But I would prefer that this discussion ends here. I like to keep my time with them private.”
When It’s Sunny:
“This weather is not my favorite. I prefer the cold much more than this blistering heat. But I did hear [Name] say that they would like to visit a beach someday. Hmm… say, Traveler, is Yaoguang Shoal a good spot?”
Something To Share - Quietly Loving:
“I’m sure you have realized by now that I am not very good with words or emotions. These things are far from my expertise. However, they seem to not mind my behavior, talking enough for both of us. But if they ever requested anything from me, I would do it without hesitance. No one else comes close.”
Chat - Coffee:
“One cup of coffee, with whipped cream, syrup, and sugar please.”
“…Eh?!! Arlecchino, what are you saying? You always order your coffee black!”
“I know. To be honest, I could not care less about all these extra ingredients. But… they always used to try and add things to sweeten the drink behind my back. I suppose I… miss them. This reminds me of them, a bit.”
“Aww… Paimon guesses that even the scariest and coldest of people can have someone special to them.”
About You - The Orphanage:
“They often spend their time with the orphans. I was initially surprised at first, and so were the other soldiers, but it worked out in our favor. The children love them far more than they will for me or the recruits. [Name] is a gentle and patient soul, after all. Reading stories, putting the kids to sleep… they are quite hard working despite having no need to.”
La Signora:
About You - Her Lover:
“My darling [Name] is the most perfect lover one could ask for. They are beautiful, inside and out. How I love to pamper them so… actually, there are a couple of new outfits I want them to try on. I can’t wait to see how they look. They are all mine.”
When It’s Windy:
“Tch, this wind is messing up my hair and clothes. [Name] used to always brush and take care of my hair after a long day, after I showed them how to do it correctly of course. Traveler, I’m afraid I have to go now. I must see them again.”
About You - Letters:
“Hmm, hmm, hmm… and it’s done.”
“Hey Signora, what are you writing?”
“Just a letter to my dearest. They are expecting something from me soon.”
“Wow, so you can send letters with your fire moths? That’s resourceful!”
“Of course. I always let a few stay around [Name] as well. If any of them happen to be extinguished, I’ll know if anything happened to them.”
About You - Favorite Pastimes:
“There’s nothing that pleases me more than seeing them all dolled up in the latest fashion. They look simply exquisite, especially when we do each other’s makeup. But I also adore seeing them lounge around in their favorite hoodies. They look great in anything, really.”
Something To Share - Past Grief, New Happiness:
“Sometimes, it feels just like yesterday when I lost him. Grief and bitterness wrapped around my heart like a cocoon that would never hatch. But when I fell in love with them, I felt something that I had not felt in far too long. That cocoon started to shatter little by little, as I started to remember how to love again. I truly love them wholly with whatever’s remaining of my heart.”
Pantalone:
About You - His Lover:
“So, you’ve met [Name], I hear. What do you think of them? Beautiful, am I right? Of course, they are nothing short of perfection to me. Hardworking, determined, helpful… I could go on about them. Say, Traveler, would you be so kind to direct me to some of the best shops around here? I would like to find some gifts to send to them while we’re here.”
Worries - Financial Concerns:
“Traveler, I have a great issue on my hands. [Name] has apparently forbidden me from spending any more Mora on them. They keep saying that they do not need anything else, but how can I restrain myself from spoiling my darling?”
About You - Favorite Pastimes:
“Oftentimes, we like to end off the day with some leisurely reading. The feeling of them laying against my chest, legs intertwined, as I whisper certain parts of the book softly into their ear, delighting as they turn warm- oho, your face is all red. Did I make you embarrassed? Apologies, I get carried away when talking about them.”
About You - First Meeting:
“My childhood is not something that I like to remember. But, despite everything, it is pleasant to think about the first time I met them. They were poor, just like me, barely scraping by, though they never failed to greet me every day with a big smile. [Name] would take over the grueling working shifts for me and the younger kids sometimes, and sneak bits of food out the window to me. Even with the fact that I was surrounded by poverty, I couldn’t help but think I had a true gem right in front of me. ”
When It’s Cold:
“I confess, I do enjoy the cold, but most of it is due to how adorable [Name] looks all bundled up in my fur coats. Or how they always dive under the covers and refuse to get up for anything. It is always a struggle for even me to get up from bed when they are so warm, too.”
Sandrone:
About You - Her Lover:
“They are my loyal assistant and lover, always willing to help out with any experiment I ask. I have known them for a very long time. They have always been the one to drag me out of the lab to get some fresh air… as a matter of fact, I think it’s about this time when they come to harass me. Somehow they’ve gotten half the robots on their side, too.”
When It’s Raining:
“This weather is good for testing how waterproof my robots are and the joints of my Automatons. A long time ago, I built a feature for an umbrella into some of my creations so whenever [Name] and I went for walks and it rained, we would be fine. Huh, you’re asking if you can use it? No, you can’t.”
About You - Favorite Pastimes:
“Eh? Sandrone, what is all this? You’re all dressed up!”
“Oh, it’s you. I’m simply preparing for my favorite event with my dear lover. We’ve just finished repairing an ancient Automaton, and they’ve decided a tea party is in order.”
“Wow! Even the robots have spiffy suits on! It smells so good here too, hehe, Paimon wants a taste of the tea and cookies too- w-woah! Where’d all these big robots come from?! Hey, let Paimon down!”
“This is for [Name] and I only. Now shoo. The tea party is set to begin soon, and I must welcome my honored guest…”
Inspiration - New Creations:
“Before I met them, I had never thought of using my skills to create mundane things that weren’t war machines or destructive Automatons. I thought anything else would be a waste of time, but surprisingly, it is not too bad. It’s quite nice to feel their fascinated face in the crook of my neck while I work. I usually gift these creations to them, anyway. They’re not much use to me, but [Name] likes these kinds of things.”
The Future - Fontaine Frenzy:
“I hear that I am set to head out to Fontaine soon. I would love to see the faces of those poor souls when they realize their technology is nothing compared to what the Fatui has created. Ah, I guess that means I’ll be seeing you there too. Will you be able to keep up with [Name] and I, Traveler? I must warn you, they are a formidable foe, with their refined skill and raw power from my mechanical attachments. Now that I think about there, there were some new weapons we wanted to try out… hehe, I can’t wait.” 
Childe:
About You - His Lover:
“Oho, interested in [Name] are you? I don’t blame you - they are truly an amazing person. Sweet, kind, and caring, not to mention, they are incredibly strong as well. Teucer loves them too, always wanting piggyback rides. I can’t wait to introduce them to the rest of my family.”
About You - First Meeting:
“I clearly remember the first time I laid eyes on them. I was passing through Liyue when I heard of an archery competition, and naturally, I was eager to test my skills. I was sure that I would win first place, but what did you know! Someone called [Name] had stolen that spot from me. Long story short, I pestered them until they fought me, and they really did beat me down. Haha, it feels so long ago, now that I look back on it.”
When It Snows:
“I once took [Name] to Dragonspine, because they wanted to see the snow as it was a rare occurrence in Liyue. You should have seen them, hah! Shaking and sniffling like it was the end of the world. And it wasn’t even that cold, as least compared to my homeland. Why didn’t I take them to Snezhnaya? Don’t worry, I plan to, very, very soon…
About You - Whereabouts:
"Have you seen them, Traveler? No? Haha, they must be hiding from me again. I guess I’ve asked them to spar too many times. Comrade, if you happen to see [Name], tell them I’m waiting at Northland Bank for them. Xinyue Kiosk, my treat.”
About You - Safety:
“Heh, I wonder what they’re doing right now. I hope they haven’t been roped into any strange commissions again. They are too helpful for their own good. If anything happened to them while I’m gone… Traveler, if you happen to be around, please help them. I’ll owe you, comrade.”
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quimichi · 3 months
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Hi,i I have an order. You can write about sagau! Pantalone and how would he worship the creator?(of any gender)
Pantalone as one of your devotees? You're in for something---
You already get plenty of presents on a daily basis, but none of them feel as special and intimate as his. He takes everything into consideration, the current fashion, your current obessesions, colors, colors for the season, literally everything.
And he would even go as far as having you made something custom.
Throughout the years you have received countless gifts, not to mention how much Mora he must've spend, countless.
The gifts range from clothes, to jewelry, to furniture to small or big objects. Bro even once gave you a rare species as a pet-
He worships you like you would be his lover...maybe you are~ maybe you're not-
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my-cherie · 9 months
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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.
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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.
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… 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.”)
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stray-dog · 1 year
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It’s cold out, I’ll warm you up (Pantalone x Male!Reader) 
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A/N: The reader's a Fatui, after a month the horny thoughts are back, and it's, again - not proof read
WC: 1.7K
CW: NON-CON/DUB-CON,  biting, sadism, light manhandling, marking, bondage, multiple orgasms, stomach bulge, cream pie, kind of obsessive Pantalone(?), minors dni
Perhaps the weather also mourned for the recent passing of The Fair Lady, raging storms and continuous snowing was still noticeable even inside The Zapolyarny Palace for a while now. Your work was postponed, so were other missions that weren’t crucial to please The Tsaritsa and her wishes. Ever since you arrived in the Palace, you felt eyes glued to you. 
It took you a few days to suspect someone other than Il Dottore. Pantalone? He recently invited you to his room, for what reasons? He refused to give more details and insisted you see him in his room. You hesitated for a bit, feeling suspicious of the whole deal. But, pushing those feelings aside, you slowly open the door only to feel a strong and tall body pull you into the room. 
“What’s your problem?” You asked angrily, patting down your slightly wrinkled clothes, looking up to see The Regrator eyeing you with his hands beside both your shoulders. “Ah, my apologies. This is no way to treat a fellow Harbinger.” He said, regaining his cool and patient attitude, “come, I’ve prepared some tea.” He continued, guiding you to the lounge, his hand resting uncomfortably close to your waist.
“Get to the point, Regrator. What job is it you need me to do? And how much.” You hear him muttering to himself before placing his finger on his chin, plastering a mischievous grin before gripping the back of your head. Feeling a harsh tug to tilt your head, he proceeded to ‘investigate’ you, his nose grazing along your neck, inhaling your scent before you felt his teeth sinking themselves deep into your skin, hard. Enough to inflict a good amount of pain to make you jerk, followed by his warm tongue lay flat on your skin. “The fuck’s wrong with you?”
He placed his index finger on your mouth to keep you shut, “I’m getting to the point, you like things quick, don’t you?” without any regard for his surroundings, he pushed you with a grin on his face. Your back aches upon hitting the wooden table and your lower half out of the table’s support, your feet barely being able to touch the ground. Pantalone cages you with his arm while his other hand slipped past your chest, resting on your stomach. 
He began to press his fingers against your flesh and dragging it down just to your pelvis, leaving a faint trail of sensation you couldn’t pinpoint. “Get off–” You gagged the second two of his gloved-fingers forced themselves in your mouth, pressing down on your tongue and forcibly making you suck his fingers. He sighs deeply looking at the sight of you, erotic as ever. 
You attempted to push him off, but his hand quickly caught onto your wrists, holding them tight and pushing down to keep you from moving your hands around. His other hand slipped past your underwear, cupping your dick, stroking it ever so slightly, just enough to get you hard, slowly pumping your cock while his mouth kissed your erect nipple through the fabric of your clothing, licking and teasing the sensitive bud, feeling the fabric constantly rubbing against your nipples with the warm, wet sensation his saliva gave. 
You tried your best to free your wrists from his grasps, even in your state, he looked so damn erotic when he removed his gloves, his sharp teeth biting onto the fabric as he slowly pulled off the glove. His  now ungloved-hand finds its way to your cock, his fingers smeared precum from your tip down to your asshole, lubricating it before he pushed one finger in.
You groaned, despite the lubrication you still felt the sting when his finger entered you, squirming beneath him while feeling another finger enter. He didn’t move and his grasp on your wrists had loosened, you quickly took the chance and broke free from his grasp, hitting his chest before you felt him pressing on your prostate. You moaned loudly, back arching so much your chest grazed against his, amplifying the pleasure you felt from your orgasm when your nipples brushed against his chest.
“Hm, you do like it fast.” He commented with another grin, observing your uncomfortable squirming and whines when he refused to stop fingering you even if you came. Your hands that tried to fight him off were now on his back, clawing and scratching away. He loved it, “did you like it that much? I can feel you tighten around my fingers.”
“No more… Ugh… Please..” You begged, lying there helpless, your lower half completely hanging on the edge of the table. He didn’t respond, he only smiled and kissed your lips, it was hasty and suffocating. With your arms finally free from his grasp, you once again tried your best to free yourself from him.
“We both know you like it, dear. Come on…” He whispered in your ear, a slight growl of possessiveness hinted in his voice. His hand going under your shirt and lifting it to your wrists, leaving you tied up and his other hand free, trailing down to his own pants and groaning in relief when he felt the strain in his pants finally free. Without a second to waste, he grinded his clothed dick on your ass hole—the fabric dampening with each hump. 
You closed your eyes and your nails dug into your palm. Tears trickled down your cheek with the heat pooling in your stomach. A strangled moan escaped your lips, sounding more high-pitched from you biting back the moan. You felt Pantalone’s lips curve to a smile once he heard your moan. 
“Aww…” He teased, pulling away and observing your fucked state. Licking his lips in anticipation for what’s to come. “‘Can’t take it anymore…” He mumbled, sex drunk expression looking more and more desperate by the second. You felt a sharp pain on your arm, feeling him drag and pull you like a rag doll as he threw you on his bed, your clothes dropping on the floor with a dull thud. Your state of vulnerability gave Pantalone the chance to get on top of you again. 
Out of panic, your hands flew to your front, pushing on his chest. He notices the bruises on your wrists and the crescent marks left by your nails. To some extent, he felt content that he’s marked you. Oh, he should feel bad, but he couldn’t. In contrast to his rough handling, his hand guided your wrists to his lips, kissing on the bruises and crescent marks, to the tip of your fingers. 
He sets them aside, kissing your tears away. For a moment, he seemed like a normal lover, so caring and gentle. That was snatched from you quickly when you felt his cock push against your hole. Your arms threw themselves around Pantalone’s neck, as well as your legs wrapping around his waist. 
He ignores your cries and fucks you, starting a restless pace, making sure each thrust was deep and hard. Your broken moans and pitiful cries made him harder, he lowered himself more, kissing and biting on your shoulder as you nuzzled in between the crook of his neck to silence yourself. 
Your moans became higher when you felt your second orgasm come, back arching and body twitching when he had pinched your nipples, you threw your head back and let yourself moan loudly. You felt ashamed, turning your head to the side, mouth agape. His speed causes you to drool, your eyes rolled back in the mixed pain and pleasure. 
“Stop stop stop— hngh!”
“Just a bit more darling.. Look at me when I’m making you cum.”
He demanded, his free hand gripping your jaw and turning your head to his direction. You moaned, your face looking tear-stained and fucked dumb. You tried to muster up something to say—to rebel against him, but alas, you felt your body tense with a wave of pleasure enveloping you. Your orgasm hitting you harder than before. 
Your body twitched, your back ached from your position as you calmed down from the pleasure. You shivered when you felt his cum filling you, the slightest bulge appearing. A proud huff escaped his lips as he watched the bulge grow ever so slightly. He removes his dick from your hole and watches as his cum drips out of your puffy hole. 
“I love you”
He spoke
“I love you, so much”
His lips attached to your neck again, marking the spots that were left untouched. “Say it back.” He grabs your waist hard, surely it’ll mark, “I know you want me too, stop playing hard to get with me.” He sounded hostile, you cried and shut your eyes even more, feeling overwhelmed and overstimulated. You felt his dick grow harder against your hole, swiftly pushing it back in, rougher than before. 
You felt his hand rubbing your stomach, the bulge earlier was much more noticeable than before. “Does it feel good?” He teased, pressing against the spot, the pressure feeling heavier and heavier with each second, pushing you over to another orgasm. His thrusts were now sloppy, following an inconsistent pace before he pulled out and came on your chest, some of his cum shooting as far to your face. 
You felt tired and unable to move, Pantalone took note of it and hovered over you. Admiring your tear-stained face with his cum decorating you. His thumb wipes the cum from your cheek, pushing it past your lips as he forces you to swallow it. Kissing your lips, this time feeling more passionate, biting your lower lip before he completely withdrew himself from you. 
You would scream at him and insult him, but your own body failed you. Feeling your heavy eyes close and your consciousness drifting away, you had no choice but to close your eyes, brows furrowing when you once again felt the cold wind of The Zapolyarny Palace. Pantalone lays his coat on your naked body. Brushing the stray hair from your face and tucking them behind your ear, tilting his head to get a better view of your sleeping figure. 
So delicate, so handsome, and so, so adorable. His lips curved into a smile again, pressing a kiss on your forehead as he caressed your cheek, his thumb massaging and brushing against your cold skin.
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