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[my-cherie]

𝗗𝗢𝗘𝗦 𝗬𝗢𝗨𝗥 𝗠𝗢𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗥 𝗞𝗡𝗢𝗪♡

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Oh, that’s a very pretty man.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“The name’s Pantalone, sweetness.”

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

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

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

[thrahsh]

thank you arlecchino voicelines

[mandomaterial]

Being Pantalone's wife is like a dream come true, he is a classy, rich gentleman that loves you with all his heart. Whenever you’re cold he’ll pull you close and wrap his coat around you. He buys you the most lovely of clothes and jewellery, the only condition is that you have to let him take them off you as well. He presents you with the most love of undergarments too, cute lace sets, soft silky fabrics, that barely cover anything. Pantalone makes you stand on the balcony in only the new, small lingerie sets, only to watch you shiver in the cold, whimpering for him, with goosebumps all over and you cute pink little nipples poking through though your thin bra. He always brings you in before you catch a cold and his favourite way to warm you up is by fucking you until you get all floofy. He loves when his cute, smart wife gets all dumb just for him.

Masterlist

[deathbysnakes]

Hello! I hope you are having a good day wherever you are. I really like your work and I was wondering if I could request general romantic/fluff hcs for Pantalone? Take care of yourself! :))

What it's like dating Pantalone

Pantalone x reader (Romantic)

Warnings:Little bit of agnst.

Pronouns:He/Him (Pantalone) You/Your (Reader)

Fluff/Little bit of agnst at the end

Explanation:Just some headcanons on what it's like to date Pantalone :)

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When you first start dating Pantalone it starts off slow, he's not used to physical touch so when you suddenly hug or kiss him he tenses up, it's not like he doesn't like it, he's just not used to it, he warms up to it eventually through.

Pantalone playfully demands good morning and good night kisses.

Pantalone has a picture of you in his pocket and when you're away on a mission (if you're a part of the fatui) or he's out on a mission he'll just take the picture out and look at it for long periods of time, if anyone points this out he will snap at them. He probably kisses the photo too, weirdo. (Lovingly)

I don't think Pantalone would buy anything you slightly glance at, but he'd buy anything you compliment or look at for a long period of time, I believe that he's really good at reading people so he probably knows if you like it or not based on your expression and body language.

As I said before, I belive Pantalone is probably really good at reading people so he probably always knows how you're feeling, even if you try to hide it.

Pantalone probably ask a lot of questions when he falls inlove with you, it might seem annoying but he's really just trying to get to know you better and find out what kind of things you like so he can hopefully sweep you off your feet.

In private he'll probably act all dramatic if he gets a simple paper cut, some other small wound, or he's just been working or been away from you for a long time (a long time is 20 minutes and over in Pantalone's eyes) just to be babied by you.

Pantalone probably hyperfixates on random stuff, and you have to listen to him, he has a lot of theories he wants to talk about, how dare you not listen to him you monster.

I honestly believe Pantalone has a really good singing voice and even if you're a bad singer he'd get you to sing with him.

Pantalone is a gentleman, he always opens the door for you and let's you go in before him, he won't even let one of his servants do it, he'll do it personally for you.

Pantalone will change his whole schedule just to spend time with you, even if it’s only for a second.

If you're in a highly crowded area he'll hold onto your hand to make sure you don't get lost in the crowd, and if crowds scare you he'll let you hide your face in his coat while he guides you through the crowded and talks to you in a gentle voice to calm you down.

Pantalone will panic if he sees you out in the cold alone and will usher you back inside even if you have good clothes on that shield you from the cold, he doesn't want you to get sick and it also reminds him of his past. (I know you said fluff but I couldn't resist, also there's more agnst in the next hc)

Pantalone gets really bad nightmares of his past and something bad happening to you, he's one of the richest people in tayvat and is also a fatui harbinger, he's bound to have a lot of enemies, and will stay up till morning just to make sure you're okay.

[flowercrownsanddaggers]

I want to make a fic that's literally just—

Pantalone: I am a God of Wealth. I am the veins that push mora into Snezhneya. I am one amongst the twelve most powerful servants to the Tsarista and it is my will that—

Reader: *Easily demonstrates the highest levels of power* haha that's actually kind of fun

Pantalone:

Pantalone: that one. I want that one.

And I want that for every harbinger. All of them.

I want Fatui Harem for a reckless reader. Unfortunately, Darwinism didn't kill them off and now that's the Harbingers problem.

[cyxnidx]

SCARE !

req.:

a/n: omg hihihi😭apologies if this took a while, i haven't been checking my inbox at all. but i adore this idea!! tysm ♡. original post here.

character pairing: pantalone x gn!reader

genre: kinda angsty fluff hehe.

two weeks.

thats how long you've been gone for a commission. longer than usual, but pantalone has known you for long enough to know you're fine.

however, your little girl hasn't quite yet gained that pleasure of conscious.

"daddy.." the small girl whines, curling up in a ball against her fathers chest again.

she's been crying and whining about you all evening.

and while it wasn't out of the ordinary for the little girl to know that yes, you'd leave for "work" occasionally, she always got to have contact with you.

whether you end up sending a letter, calling, or sending some sort of souvenir, she always got something to remind her of her other support system.

but the extended time you've been gone paired with no gifts or contact whatsoever is overwhelming for the poor thing.

"i know, dear." pantalone says solemnly. it's the only thing he can tell her, other than the constant affirmation that you're fine.

but, of course she wants proof. its a warrant she's worthy of. but he just can't provide that for her.

its breaking him, from the inside out.

the small girl gets out from her fathers hold, eyes watering as she stomps over to her play shoes at the door. "daddy.. daddy, let's.. go!" she whines, wiping her own tears as she slips them on, and pantalone feels the last bit of his heart rip.

"where are we going, dear?" he asks, humoring the little girl.

"to go.. to go find.." she gets choked up on her own words, struggling to finish her sentence.

and back to her roots, she's a sobbing mess once again. mumbling your name like it's the only word she knows, pantalone can only kiss her forehead and tell her it's alright.

and even now, he's wondering if it's alright.

he takes the girl back to the couch, rocking her until she eventually quiets down from the constant crying she's been doing.

for once, pantalone feels useful in a situation like this. he's a smart man - he can do a lot, he knows a lot. but calming his little one while you're gone with no contact is something that nothing could've prepared him for. no book, no lesson, no prophecy, nothing.

just as he's beginning to relax on the couch, he hears the door knob twist and push open, revealing the same figure he and his little girl has missed for so long.

by the tensing of his body, your girl wakes up, looking around, still upset. until she meets your eyes.

and there she goes. crying, sobbing, a mess as she runs toward you, scolding you while also telling you she's missed you for what seems like a decade.

you kiss her forehead. "i know, i know, i'm sorry." you apologize, walking her over to pantalone.

he wraps his arms around you, his hedonistic smile crossing his face, though how he feels at the moment is anything but. his eyes say it all:

he's hurt. hurt, worried, upset, scared, and confused.

he pulls your figure in tight, as if he's afraid that if he lets go, you'll trickle into dust. nothingness. his head rests on your shoulder, his breathing choppy. "please don't worry me like that again." he mumbles.

[yelshin]

LAW BREAKERS

CHILDE/AJAX: self-proclaimed "the most handsome ginger in the world" who' s also a big fan of a random acc he saw because "their posts are unhinged", Ajax also earned the title of "The young lord" due to his reputation in Snezhnaya

ROSALYNE/LA SIGNORA: a former student from Akademiya who orders Childe because she's his "senior," and much to say, it's obvious that Childe is not a fan of her.

THE KNAVE/ARLECCHINO: The "father" of the orphanage called House of Heart, she's known for keeping a terrible figure and is rumored to have a 'thing' for The damselette.

REGRATOR/PANTALONE: a famous billionaire who always talks about Money. Pantalone is greedy and uses his high social standing to push others which always irritates Alrecchino.

SERIES MLIST | NUTELLA FAN CLUB | MAIN MLIST

[starg1rlie]

CANINE OR FELINE?

pairing: xiao, scaramouche, baizhu, pantalone, dottore, dainsleif, thoma x gn! reader

genre: fluff, to make up for my ajax series <3

prompt: are they a dog or a cat person? (req sent by → @stygianoir)

xtra !! notes: reader is gender-neutral, they/them pronouns, some characters are ooc since i am WAY out of practice....

DOTTORE:

he sees no point in having pets. he sees animals as a sort of experiment; something to be taken apart, observed, and then put back together properly.

but i suppose if he had to pick between dogs and cats, he'd probably pick cats.

why, you ask? his reasoning is because he hates how unneccessarily noisy dogs are.

if you asked him to get you a pet, he'd scoff at you and ask you why you would want such a troublesome creature following you around till it dies.

you'd reason with him until he finally caved and sent one of his underlings out to find you whatever pet you wanted. the first few times they came back, he brought back terrifying creatures that you quickly declined.

you had to thoroughly explain what pet you wanted. a cat, with some nice soft fluffy fur, and small enough for you to carry around in your arms and wouldn't weigh you down.

he ended up bringing back a cat with blue fur. where in the world he got it, you had no idea, but you were overjoyed once the cat was in your grasp.

you'd cuddle it to death, and bring it all over the place, especially when you visit dottore in his lab.

he'd demand you to take it out as soon as he sees the tips of its ears, claiming that it would shed fur all over the place and cause a distraction.

you'd whine, and beg, and bug him until he finally snapped, allowing you to bring it in, but only if you kept a close eye on it so it didn't run off and accidentally kill itself with all the dangerous equipment lying around.

jester got away anyways...

thankfully, it didn't fall into one of those containers with a suspicious looking liquid in it. it ended up appearing right in front of dottore, meowing at him.

he'd stare at it and then pick it up by the scruff of its neck. then he promptly kicked the both of you out of his lab.

you'd end up coming right back in, because he's used to your presence.

"you can stay in here, but be quiet, and for the tsaritsa's sake, KEEP THAT FELINE AWAY FROM MY WORK."

"is this your way of saying you want me around?"

"..."

although he won't admit it out-loud, he's gotten quite attatched to the cat. when he doesn't see it usually cuddled in your arms, he has one of his clones work on whatever project he's doing and goes prowling around the area, looking under every surface until he finds it, casually meowing like it didn't have a care in the world.

he picked it up, shoved it in your hands as soon as he saw you, and went back to being holed up in his lab.

he loves the cat &lt;;3 (his definition of love means that he's being merciful and not dissecting the cat.)

THOMA:

he'd deffo a dog lover <3

loves to give headpats to all the dogs he finds in inazuma.

when you brought up getting a pet puppy, he was practically overjoyed, explaining different breeds and how each one had specific personality traits.

you two ended up on getting a shiba dog.

practically smothers the poor pup every day whenever he can. the dogs loves all the attention you guys give it.

"who's a good boy, who's a good boy?"

"thoma, i think you're going to crush tomo."

"oh. sorry."

the pup likes following around thoma while he's working at the kamisato estate. he'll have the dog balanced on his shoulders as he dusts the place, and has the pup running back and forth as he's wiping down the floors (which is very inconvenient cause he has to keep scrubbing the areas where its paws have touched the floor).

he says that dogs are the most loyal creatures. and its true. tomo refuses to leave you and thoma's side, and so you have to carry him around wherever you go, or he'll cause quite a ruckus with all his barking and whining.

you take tons of pictures whenever thoma's too preoccupied with giving tomo belly rubs.

he's so in love with the dog, you wouldn't be surprised if he asked the dog to marry him instead of you 💀

imagine the three of you just sleeping together- oh my god that sounds so fucking cute- you and thoma on either side, and tomo in the middle, licking at your guys' faces to wake you up in the morning.

this dog has an appetite; its a monster with food, so expect it to nudge its food bowl to you and sit back on its haunches, tail wagging.

this dog is smart. it knows where you hide all the dog treats and ends up sneaking one or two out of the bag when you aren't paying attention.

you'd scold it, but how can you be strict when its giving you those adorable puppy-dog eyes?

it's best to say that thoma is a complete and total dog lover; always has been, always will be, till the day he dies. <3

XIAO:

you compare him a lot to being a cat, so he's sort of curious to see what an actual cat would act like.

when you bring back a stray black cat you found off the streets, he'd stare at it, eyes narrowed at the creature you were snuggling so lovingly to your cheek

"this is what you compare me to on a daily basis? tsk. pathetic."

the cat meows angrily in your grasp, hissing and swiping rapidly, trying to claw his face.

lets just say this cat has some anger issues....

they both have that angry sort of emo attitude towards you, although the cat is much more softer when around you.

xiao feels like the cat is trying to make him jealous by stealing his partner's affection. it even gave xiao what looked like a smug expression when you started rubbing behind its ears.

will immediately shove the cat to the side and put your hand on his head. this surprises you, but you indulge him anyways, giving him headpats and running your fingers through his silky hair. you have to hold the cat back as it attempts to claw the adeptus' face to shreds.

"your cat has anger issues."

"our cat. and no, it just doesn't seem to like you."

will constantly be glaring at the cat, competing with it for your attention and affection. it's honestly cute and amusing to watch. <3

eventually, they both simmer down and reluctantly get along with each other. you even caught alatus (the cat's name) resting in xiao's lap as he rubs between its ears. xiao denied it ever happened, calling you delusional. you have a feeling the cat would too if it could speak.

eventually they start to become more friendly in front of you, playing with each other, but they still compete with each other every now and then. probably just for old time's sake.

you now own two cats &lt;3 congrats

SCARAMOUCHE/BALLADEER:

"what is that monstrosity you're holding in your hands?"

"what? oh, you mean this puppy? i just found it wandering outside, isn't it adorable?"

"no. no it is not adorable. can i kill it?"

this is how your conversation went when you brought back a stray german shepherd. you felt so bad for the poor puppy and was immediately drawn to it when you saw it padding around aimlessly.

scaramouche on the other hand has no interest in the damn mutt. he loathes it, hating how it received more affection than he did. he also felt very irritated when the dog would relieve itself all around the place and slobber all over him. he hated that.

you decided to name the puppy emi, which meant blessing. scaramouche scoffed at you, asking why you would name it something so ridiculous when it clearly wasn't a blessing at all.

you'd baby-talk emi all the time, nuzzling it close to your cheek and peppering its wet nose with kisses (how you could stand it, scaramouche would never understand; he'd had enough of the damn dog nosing his crotch with that cold, wet nose of its)

he'd balk at how much the dog eats and demand who would be paying for all of this, and you said casually "me, of course." he shut his mouth after that, finding nothing to retort back at you.

accidentally stepped on the dog's tail once and the scream that the dog let out sounded so terrifying, scaramouche almost jumped out of his skin. you soothed the poor pup while it whimpered and whined and writhed in your arms. scaramouche (very reluctantly) apologized to the dog, even though he complained how that would do anything, since the dog was just a dog and couldn't understand anything he was saying.

couldn't find his hat and went looking for you, wondering if you'd stolen it to wear, which was something you did a lot. instead, he found the dog, chewing on the edge of it like it was some sort of dog toy. he'd rip it out of emi's jaws and sputter angrily at the dog, pointing at it, then back at his hat until he gave up and summoned one of his underlings to get it fixed for him.

refuses to pay it any affection/attention or play with it, with the excuse of "i'm busy."

"you're busy, and yet you're sitting here, letting me play with your hair."

"..."

he grumbled under his breath the whole time, but played tug-of-war with emi. he mocked the poor puppy, holding it out for it to take before snatching it away before it could grab onto it with its teeth. finally, bored of playing with it, he let it grab onto it and immediately let go as soon as emi started tugging, watching in amusement as the pup fell back on its haunches, letting out a confused whine.

he tolerates it for your sake, but once you bring up getting another one, he'll immediately decline and say that one is enough trouble <3

BAIZHU:

he adores cats, beliving them to be intelligent creatures.

is delighted to hear that you wanted a pet cat and would immediately set out to find one to your liking. once you settled on a black-and-white tuxedo cat, you named it kushiro, which was kuro and shiro mixed together (black and white). baizhu thinks its very original

sometimes he puts his glasses on the cat and has you take a picture of him and kushiro. definitely a cat guy.

the cat is pretty clingy to him, always latching onto his clothes with its claws. the two are practically insepparable, you'd most likely have to pry them apart using a crowbar.

expect the cat to tag along when you two head out to go herb gathering with qiqi. qiqi holds the cat while you and baizhu almost break your necks trying to reach violetgrass. qiqi quickly grows attatched to kushiro and whenever its not clinging onto baizhu, expect to find it resting in qiqi's cold arms, purring contentedly.

"qiqi has grown quite attatched to kushiro, don't you think?"

"they're so adorable together though. kushiro and qiqi are kind of the same, no?"

"hm, i suppose you are right."

the two of you go out to buy several bottles of milk cause jesus fucking christ that cat can drink-

i can imagine yall just reading a book or sumthing in the kitchen and the cat is all like "mom, dad, we need more milk" and would push its milk bowl towards you with its little nose.

baizhu dislikes the way you baby-talk the cat. his eyes are slightly narrowed when he scolds you (very lightly) about how kushiro was much more intelligent than you thought and most likely took offense to the way you were talking to it. you covered your giggles in a cough, shoulders shaking lightly as baizhu frowned at you, shaking his head.

has a (mostly one-sided) conversation with kushiro, talking about the different herbs he uses in his medicines and of all the customers he's met, and about a whole bunch of other stuff. kushiro, on the other hand (or should i say, paw? no? not funny? okay-), is busy cleaning itself, licking every inch of its body.

yall have to deal with the cat's hairballs, it hacks it up all over the place. baizhu never complains about it, saying it's normal behaviour for cats to do that, but he does make a grimace every time he finds one in the kitchen or steps on one barefoot.

will be overjoyed if you ever ask to get more cats. you two are the power cat parents <33

DAINSLEIF: (more of a modern-ish au...)

i dare you to tell me this dude isn't a canine guy.

lowkey will pet every stray dog yall pass by.

he will not complain at all if you bring up getting a puppy. in fact, dainsleif will most likely pipe in quietly with a "golden retrievers are very loyal" and a "that one'll shed too much" when you guys go over what breed to get.

you end up being busy the day you two were supposed to go pick up the pup, so dainsleif goes by himself. when he lays eyes on your puppy (you two had finally settled on getting a black labrador after all those deabtes), he's immediately head-over-heels in his usual sort of way.

gets super attatched to the puppy. loves to take whatever chance he gets to pet the top of its hed or give it belly rubs. he decided that day that he would look after this puppy if it was the last thing he did.

when you get back home, you find dainsleif snoozing on the bed with your new puppy curled up in his arms, also snoring, its leg twitching slightly in its sleep. you definitely take a picture of this for keepsakes <3

you guys have another debate over what to name the puppy but you guys ended up calling it hinode (which means sunrise), because it definitely has a sense of brightness and warmth to it

istg, if you're not snuggling with the dog, dainsleif is. if he's doing research on a new lead, he'll have hinode resting either in his lap or in a dog bed he'd bought to place specifically in his office. if he's lazing around the house (which is very rare, mind you-), he'll have hinode trailing along behind him. the dog loves all the attention and will probably follow dainsleif to the ends of the world-

he doesn't normally express affection that much, always doing it in his own way (which meant chaste forehead kisses, the occasionaly hug from behind, and cuddle sessions throughout the day. he'll always bring you in closer if yall are sleeping <3), but his pda for the puppy is so obvious that it makes your heart melt just at the sight of diansleif bonding with his baby puppy.

you first, dog second, new leads/his case is third. that's his priorities.

will lowkey go crazy if the dog goes missing, but let's not go on that path, okay? 😢

this dog likes following yall everywhere. to the bed, to the couch, to the kitchen, even to the goddamn bathroom (idk why dogs like doing that? like????) he'll even follow you guys out the door if you don't command him to sit and stay there while waiting for you two to come back.

you guys aint even unlocking the door when you hear overjoyed barking coming from inside your guys' house. by the time the two of you stumble back in, hinode is literally jumping all over you, giving you both sloppy wet kisses <3

when in bed one night, he'll have his arms wrapped around you so snugly, his chin resting on your shoulder and your back pressed against his chest, and then he'll whisper, "can we get another one?"

yall end up getting three dogs ✌

PANTALONE:

this drippy dude is a cat guy. his personality lowkey reminds me of a sly cat. he'll act all sweet and innocent when that expression of his is merely a mask so he can concentrate on forming plans inside his brain and whatever other dark shit he has going on in that pretty head of his.

comes to you with two siamese cats in his hands and presents it to you like its a gift.

"i found this feline wandering around outside."

"oh. how adorable!"

"....."

"....."

"do you want to adopt them, pantalone?"

"i thought you'd never ask."

BRO IMAGINE IF YOUR GUYS' SIAMESE KITTIES WAS LIKE THE ONES FROM THE LADY AND THE TRAMP??? MY MOM USED TO KEEP SINGING THE STUPID SIAMESE CAT SONG OVER AND OVER AGAIN AND I HAVE IT STUCK IN MY HEAD (we are siamese if you please, we are siamese if you don't please <3)

i imagine both of them will be causing mishcief.

besides the cats, which you named daku (dark) and kage (shadow), you also have a pet fish, which is always swimming around in its secluded fish bowl. yall know that cats like fish, so i suggest you better put the fish bowl somewhere where the cats have no access to. several times, they came close to eating the poor fish, but you (thankfully), were able to save it before the cats could get the scaly thing down their throats.

pantalone is more of a subtle kind of trouble. he'll always find ways to tease you throughout the day and will find some way to cause just a little bit more trouble into your day for his own amusement. you find it endearing sometimes, but you don't mind it most of the time.

pantalone will buy the finest things for the cats to claw and tear at, and will provide the best quality cat food and fish for them to gorge themselves out on. he even bought a whole bunch of cat toys for you to use to amuse the cat, but you (both) know the cats will find some other way to amuse themselves, most likely involving trouble with a capital T.

the cats come and go as they please. sometimes, you'll hear a constant meowing at your window at one in the morning. stumbling out of bed, groggy and still barely waking up, you open it to see the two of them seated on the ground and staring up at you with innocent eyes. sighing, you'd reach down and bring them inside, plopping them onto their feet and watching as they slink off to do archons' knows what.

yall need to provide a lot of milk- since yall have two cats, they drink twice as much milk. you always make sure to use a bowl and not a saucer for the milk, because you know the two of them will come mewing at your feet, begging for more.

pantalone always finds it amusing when you can never find where the two are hiding. he can clearly see where they are, but doesn't speak up because that's just how he is that bastar-. he'll eventually give you a small hint as to where they might be hiding and you rush off to the area, eager to end the chase and to sniff down the trail he'd thrown out for you.

of course, whenever he calls their names, the two always appear out of nowhere and leap into his arms, purring lowly and snuggling their faces into his chest.

yall need to be prepared for whatever shit these cats got going on, because you never know what might happen when you turn away for a second...

let's just say you dont get anymore cats.

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a / n !! : holy shit, this took so much longer than i planned (mostly cause i was out doing errands today) BUT HERE IT IS. jesus christ....so sorry for the wait @stygianoir but i hope i did as you requested?? sorry if they're ooc...but to anyone else who's reading, i hope you enjoyed!

reblogs / likes / comments are vv much appreciated!! ╰(´︶`)╯

[hollowhornets]

shipping dottolone is so funny cause its just "these two people have murdered countless. but like look at them, look at these two men kiss arent they silly"

[mx-researcher]

Harbinger art dump !

[discoontoast]

Pantalone: Based on genital structure, men should really be the ones wearing skirts and women should be wearing pants.

Dottore: The Scots were right all along...

Childe: The Scots did it to hide more knives on their bodies.

Dottore: The Scots were right all along.

[diluy]

The things I would do to Pantalone.. I want to roughly fuck him before his meeting and fill him up to the brim then put in a butt plug in so he’ll feel so filled. Send him off to the meeting, but not before whispering in his ear, “I’m not done with you yet.” <33

[a-aeriis]

Some recent dottoresss

[deathbysnakes]

What about Pantalone trying everything to win over y/n, but he gets jeloaus to see childe dancing with y/n in a ball. But in the end y/n loves Pantalone not because of the expensive gifts but the time they spend together

(sorry for my bad english, saying hi from Spain:D)

Pantalone's Jealousy

Pantalone x reader (Romantic)

Warnings:Ooc

Pronouns:He/Him (Pantalone + Tartaglia) You/ Your (Reader)

Fluff/ little bit of agnst/ Comfort

Explanation:You attend a ball, and Tartaglia requested that you dance with him, so you accepted. Little did you know that Pantalone was watching in jealousy from a distance as you danced with Tartaglia.

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You entered the ballroom and looked around. The lights were blinding, much different from other places in Snezhnaya. Once your eyes finally adjusted to the bright lights, you realize that you almost bumped into someone and you back up, but backing up only made you bump into someone else.

You turned around to apologize, but you quickly shut your mouth when you see you bumped into Tartaglia. "Oh, [Name]! You actually attended the ball!" You slightly smile at Tartaglia. "Yep..." Tartaglia's bright smile grew. "Well, would you like to dance with me?" Your eyes widened in shock at his request, but you nodded. "Great!" Tartaglia grabbed both of your hands and dragged you somewhere with more space. You looked over your shoulder for a second, and you swore you saw Pantalone with a jealous expression watching Tartaglia drag you somewhere else, but Pantalone quickly disappeared into the crowd.

After the ball was over, you were really dizzy, Tartaglia really liked to spin you around when dancing with you, and it was chaotic. You and Tartaglia were bumping into people because he kept spinning you around, and you were definitely getting some dirty stares from other people attending the ball. You let out a sigh when you finally recovered from your dizziness, and before you knew it, Tartaglia was right beside you again. "Would you like me to walk you home?" He asked while extending his hand out to you, but then a gloved hand grabbed Tartaglia's wrist tightly.

When you both turned around to see who it was, you both saw an angry looking Pantalone. Despite his smile, you could see his downward eyebrows. "I think you've done enough Tartaglia, I'll walk [Name] home." There was a slight hiss to Pantalone's voice. He wasn't just angry, he was absolutely fuming. "Uh, alright..." It took a while for Pantalone to let go of Tartaglia, but when he did, he quickly walked away while inspecting his wrist.

Pantalone took a deep breath, and his expression softened when he turned to you. "[Name], do you mind if I walk you home?" There was some excitement in Pantalone's voice that he was obviously trying to hide. "Uh, sure." You respond. You couldn't help but find it cute when you saw Pantalone's smile widen. Pantalone gently grabbed your hand, his grip was much different from Tartaglia's tight grip, and you felt a slight blush appear on your face. "Then let's go." Pantalone said as he started to walk you to your house.

You both eventually arrived, but Pantalone didn't let go of your hand. "Hey [Name], this might sound a bit weird, but can I stay over tonight?" Your eyes widened in surprise, but you were quick to respond. "Sure!" You gide Pantalone into your house and sit down on the couch next to him.

It was awkward silence for a moment before Pantalone spoke. "Hey [Name], do you mind if I tell you something that might freak you out?" You turned to look at Pantalone, and he looked rather nervous. "I don't mind." Pantalone took a deep breath and looked down at his feet. "[Name] I... I love you..."

Pantalone did everything in his power to avoid eye contact with you, but he couldn't help but look over at you when he heard you moving closer. His face got really red when he saw that your face was inches away from his. "I love you too..." You responded. "Do you love me or my money...?" Pantalone asked hesitantly. You didn't even have to think about it, and you answered almost immediately. "You." Pantalone felt tears of joy forming in his eyes. He knew you loved him because of how fast you responded. He leaned in and kissed your lips. You felt Pantalone's gloved hands caressing both sides of your cheeks, and you wrapped your arms around him, Pantalone eventually pulled away and looked at you in a way no one had ever looked at you, with pure love and happiness. His arms wrapped around you, and he pulled you in for a hug, burying his face in the crook of your neck. You felt cold, but happy tears drip down onto your torso soaking your clothes, but you didn't care. You held Pantalone close to you and rubbed his back. After a while, Pantalone started to calm down, and when you looked down at him, you realized he was asleep. You smiled at the adorable sight and picked up Pantalone, carring him to your bed.

[lilyandthegenshinbrainrot]

On the right shoulder of each Harbinger's coat, there is a specific crystal for each individual. I don't exactly know who is ranked where, so apologies if they're out of order.

Curiously, these crystals are very interesting in their differences. Pierro's crystal is snow white, with a frosty blue tip. The singer with pink hair has a subtle pink hue at the top that fades into white as well. Similarly, she who sat in the skirmisher's hand the entire time has a geo orange colored crystal.

Tartaglia's is a bright red, and the woman with x shaped pupils is red centered with a black surrounding sides, while the one with no visible face and chains along the mask has an entirely black crystal.

I'm very curious on what those mean, if it references their identity alone or if their specific delusions/abilities is implied, or perhaps their position of favor?

also I absolutely had to look up their names for the tags lmao

[yuusishi]

Pantalone with a sick!reader

sorry if dialogue sounds a little awkward, it’s currently 2am and I’m extremely nauseous (reason why I wrote this).

gender-neutral reader

cw/tw: none

genre: fluff

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Your dry coughs and sniffling resounded throughout the entire room, ladies coming in and out on scheduled times to check your temperature and wet the cloth on your forehead again and again, you hated being sick.

You could hear your lover, Pantalone, speak to one of the attendants about your condition and he sounded less than pleased. He dismissed the attendant he spoke to and entered your room

“Dear, don’t get too close…” you coughed, your voice becoming more and more hoarse “…you might get sick too”

He gave a weak smile towards you and continued walking to your bedridden body, he sat on a stool next to you with a sigh

“Have you forgotten that I’m your lover? I need to take care of you too, not just the attendants” he lifted a hand towards your cheek and gently stroked it with his thumb, you unconsciously leaned into his hand, closing your eyes in relaxation.

Until you broke out another cough.

Pantalone stood up and stroked your back, calling out to the ladies waiting outside your room as you gripped your chest tightly. He helped you slowly lay back down on your bed, your face flushed pink from your fever.

As he got up to fetch a doctor to request a check-up, you weakly gripped onto his coat with what little strength you still had

“Love, I’ll go outside to fetch you a doctor, I’ll be back don’t worry” he gave you a soft smile as he held your face gently with both of his hands

“Please stay” you pleaded, your hand holding his

Pantalone smiled and sat back down on the stool “Oh how weak you get me…” he sighed, you softly laughed at him.

As time passed by, you slowly fell asleep. Seeing that you’re not going to wake up soon, Pantalone quietly gets up and leaves the room, off to the hospital to request for a doctor to check your condition.

Normally he would ask one of his many attendants to fetch one, that is if he was the one sick, but if it was you he doesn’t mind using his status in the Fatui to make the process a little bit faster.

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wow this is the first time I uploaded a one-shot style fic instead of just imagines, I’m still getting used to writing again so constructive criticism is always welcome :)