#yandere signora

[mayaree-darling]

mastermind

from aree: The Harbinger Trailer has consumed me yall are getting a brainrot. (I made this when the trailer first came out and have never posted it so here it is).

tw for yandere content

Yandere!Harbingers with a "darling" who is the right hand of the Tsaritsa herself. Not a Harbinger, but nonetheless important because they're the main strategist of the Fatui. I can just imagine the pain for the Harbingers because although darling is within arms reach, they're not allowed to make a move lest they anger their ruler.

Childe who first sees you akin to a younger sibling amongst the Fatui - you're no underling, on par with a Harbinger in importance if not more, protected almost as much as the Archon Herself - it would be hard not to be protective of you. And yet as you fix his wounds after another fight he started, telling him off in place of Her Majesty, giving him tips on how he could've fought better in whispers in between, his growing need for your attention consumes him. When he kisses your cheek (as thanks, he says) in front of the other Harbingers he's already looking forward to you treating the injuries they're sure to beat into him.

Scaramouche who grins when the Harbingers bristle as you walk side by side in the halls of Zapolyarny Palace - he says you should consider it an honor to walk with him, and it inflates his ego when you reply with a small nod and a smaller smile. Behind the others' backs, he follows you like a lost child, always walking behind you, gripping on to the back of your clothes like you might slip away if he's not careful. He's obsessed with the way you look at him and ask him questions about his creation. He fails to see that the adoration you hold for him is as hollow as he is.

Signora wonders if you know when she is at her lowest, that would certainly explain things, wouldn't it? She thinks she has lost her mind when she sees glimpses of her lost love when turning corners too quickly, haunting her when she lets her guard down but then you're in front of her, greeting her with a soft smile that feels all too familiar and she realizes she has gone mad in other ways (she welcomes that newfound madness like the lover that it is, finally coming home).

Pantalone who believes that one of life's greatest pleasures is to own what others cannot - to collect the rare, the exquisite and the hard to obtain - and to have you, a person of great mind and ranking, be dangled right infront of him on a piece of gold thread held by the Tsaritsa, who was he to resist the urge to make you his? (after all, he deserves only the best) The longer he does not have you, the more your worth rises in his eyes.

Dottore who initially wants to pick apart your brain (quite literally) but his interest shifts and doubles when he reaches an epiphany that what he truly lacked from the Akademiya was someone who shared his intellect, a genius to match his own. Maybe you don't share his affinity for biology, but he loves the way your conversations keeps him on his toes (if you weren't a being close to perfection for him before, then you certainly are now.)

Arlecchino who watches as you care for the children in the orphanage, checking in on them even long after they've joined the ranks of the Fatui and compares it to the frigid ways of the other Harbingers. For the first time since being a part of this cold nation, she is envious of the warmth you give (why must you have so much love to share?) She thinks that should the day come she turns her back on this frigid country, she would surely take your hearth with her.

Marionette who finds herself being drawn to the way you move around a room and hold yourself up in front of people, marveling at the intricacies of each part of your body and the way they make up the being that is you (you could trip and fall and she'd still sigh in awe). Her fascination turns you from muse to future subject. Surely such a specimen must be preserved, right? Not to mention, there would be no greater honor than to turn the Tsaritsa's best into a perfect unchanging doll.

Damselette who usually goes quiet when you're in the same room as her, always eager to hear you talk, almost hissing when a Harbinger tries to speak over you. She finds your voice is the one in her head who speaks reason to her when she gets a bit out of control (Does she listen? No, but your voice is always ever so lovely). Wouldn't it be so nice if you're the lone voice she hears always, the same way you're already always in her thoughts?

Capitano who is thankful his mask covers the fond look he gets when you turn to him - not with fear like the lower ranking Fatui or haughty like the Harbingers - but as an equal, leveling him with a gaze that leaves him fooling himself that it means something more. He's less thankful for his mask when someone calls your attention away from him and he can't control the glare he sends their way (maybe if they saw the way he looked at them, they'd finally be put in their place).

Pulcinella is quick to put you in a pedestal - you are someone to be respected and someone to be kept at a distance. And yet as he watches the Harbingers fall deeper and deeper into obsession, he takes it upon himself to protect the Tsaritsa's favorite and the Fatui's brain from whatever his co workers are plotting. As he spends more time with you (making sure the others do not occupy all of your time), the pedestal he keeps you on crumbles until all he sees is another child to keep under his wing. He fails to see he has only fallen into a different hole as the rest.

Strategist!Darling who may pretend to be oblivious to the Harbingers' feelings but is actually letting it all happen to make sure they all stay under the Tsaritsa's rule one way to another.

Does Pierro know what you're doing? Maybe. It's not like he is blind to how the Harbingers act around you, subtle as they try to be. If you spend enough time with him, you might be able to tell that he enjoys watching you play the part of a fool, dancing around the others and making them dance for you, too. He might even step in once he thinks the other Harbingers are stepping out of line, but it all depends on what he gets out of sticking into your business.

I also like the dynamic where although the Harbingers cannot make a move to claim what is "their's", darling is just as trapped. Although they always sometimes want to leave, they know as much as anyone that the Tsaritsa is the only thing standing between them and the others. The moment they try to leave the Tsaritsa's side or they lose her favor, it's all fair game for the Harbingers.

Everyone is stuck in a stalemate until someone makes a misstep.

✨ Masterlist ✨ 

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Disclaimer: Characters are not mine and belong to their respective creators. Their portrayal is merely my own interpretation of them and may not be accurate to their intended characterization. I stake no claim to the original works, only to the ideas and plot of the fictitious stories I’ve written them into.

[yanderehsr]

Imagine being in a relationship with a yandere and not knowing that they're yandere but you think that they're unhappy in the relationship so you break up with them

Sure, you didn't specify a fandom or characters so I'll mix it up a bit if that's okay

Hope you'll enjoy😄

Trigger Warning: Yandere, Obsessive behaviour, Possessive behaviour, Kidnapping

Alhaitham: It isn't a surprise that you don't know he's a yandere, he is perfect in hiding his darker thoughts, it isn't a surprise either that you think he doesn't like you, even as a yandere he will be distant most of the time, he just doesn't know how to deal with his strong feelings.

The break up doesn't happen, Alhaitham's studies you so well that he can predict anything you do before you do it, he is like an akasha terminal with only information about you. He will admit that knowing that you think he hates you actually hurt him a bit, but it's all okay, all missunderstandings are cleared now, and you wont leave him again.

"Why would you think I'm unhappy, I'm never happier than when I am with you, remove such silly thoughts from your mind, dear"

Signora: It's not hard to imagine why you would think she is unhappy, she views herself as above you, that you should feel honored to be with her. No matter what she does or what she says, she never feels unhappy being with you.

Signora's reaction to you trying to break up is rage, how dare you leave her, it will take a while for her to calm down and hear you out. After hearing you think she is unhappy, she will start to be softer towards you, she doesn't want this to happen again. You will recieve more compliments even if she isn't the best at them.

"You aren't allowed to leave me, how could you ever think that I'm unhappy after all I've done for you"

Jingliu: She acts cold even to you, sure she may keep an arm around you at all time but it wouldn't be a surprise if you think she is forcing it for you, her face barely ever changes even to you and her blindfold always stay on, she gives a lot of mixed signals.

A break up with Jingliu would never end well, she wouldn't hesitate to remove a few limbs to make you stay, even if you explain it to her that she seems unhappy with the relationship she will still remove the limbs, she loves you so much, she can't risk you ever leaving her, you can't leave her if you don't have any legs now can you.

"Stop crying, you brought this upon yourself... did you really think I didn't like you, I guess I need to show you just how much you mean to me"

Hubert: He places his loyalty to Edelgard above even you, even as a yandere that wont change, Edelgard has been his whole life and sure he may love you but to put you above the empress is something he would find hard to do.

But it hurts Hubert however much he tries to hide it when you tell him he looks unhappy in the relationship, it hurts him even more when you tell him you wanna break up. He isn't unhappy, far from it, you are someone he wishes to spend the rest of his life with. You will feel a cloth over your mouth and nose as you start to black out, the last thing you see before waking up the next time is Hubert's eerie smile.

"Did you sleep well, my apologies if you feel any side effects, that wouldn't be my intention, now lay down again, I'll be back in a short while, have to make sure there isn't any way out"

[daylite-writes]

Traitor readers always hit different! How about traitor reader with all of the harbingers (but I got a special bias for Pierro) 😫. Like betraying one is bad enough betraying and hurting all? Oh boy

Oooh I like this! I am gonna split it up into separate little instances of what I think they’d be like though for my sanity. I may expand to a few other full traitor fics (esp the Pierro one I really popped off on that damn) later on if I get ideas!

Certain characters take it MUCH better than others, varying from a scale of “Oh that’s Lowkey Hot” to “DIE”.

cw: yandere (?) behaviors, murder, manipulation, imprisonment, forced marriage, forced experimentation

~~~ Harbingers reacts to Traitor!Reader (ordered best to worst ~~~

Childe definitely takes it the best. In fact, this is honestly preferable for him. He’ll let you escape back to your leaders after you find out, giving you a head start before chasing you across Teyvat. The adrenaline is the hot part. He can’t get enough. He’s so easily bored. Come on baby, run a little faster. Make it fun. And after he follows you to your master’s base of operations, he’ll slaughter them and offer you an official place within the fatui’s ranks. Under him, of course! He won, after all, and the winner takes all.

Pantalone doesn’t see this as the worst thing. He’s very familiar with traitors, spies, and secrets. Though how you got around him for so long is a mystery. Once he finds out he’ll just be so sweet. Come on, treasure, just tell him everything and he’ll protect you. No? Oh well. A pretty enough price—or a favor from his more violently inclined coworkers—will have them abandoning you forcefully or not. Then he can scoop you up and… convince you to come home with him. It’s just more leverage to have over you, and it’s perfect for a man with control issues.

Pulcinella just… drops you. He has a nation to run, and his proximity to important information is too valuable. Unlike many of his colleagues he is not willing to bend the rules for feelings. He’s old, and he knows whatever feelings he feels towards you (platonic, romantic, familial, whatever) will pass with time. He reports this information to the proper place, and trusts the people he commands to take care of you properly. It hurts, but most things do at first.

Signora really thought you loved her. She hasn’t felt passion in centuries, and now as soon as her frozen heart thaws it’s revealed you're a traitor? Her heart can hardly take it. It hurts so much. Leave. Go now before she changes her mind and kills you. She cannot bear to have another lover dead in her arms. So take this chance and go, if you don’t, ice will encase her heart and she will slaughter you.

Columbina goes the kidnapping route essentially immediately. You can’t be a spy if you can’t report back to your masters! She’s very gentle though, running her fingers through your hair, humming happily, showering you with beautiful outfits and clothes. Even if you’re paralyzed from her haunting melodies, and feathers and eyes unfurl from the corners of your vision. Like a bird in a cage. It’s really your fault for catching the attention of someone so insane and powerful.

Arlecchino reacts similarly to Capitano, she is very proficient at breaking people down, ruining them, and turning them into what she thinks you ought to be. How dare you? This is a betrayal she will have to remedy. Loyalty is necessary. She’s crueler than him about it. Less patient. You will not be coming out of this unscarred. It’s better to just give in quickly, convincing her you learned your lesson, that you’d never betray her again. Reguardless of what you do though, several house of hearth members will be stalking you whenever you’re away from her, so don’t even bother trying to get back to your masters. It will not end well.

Pierro. Oh Pierro. You’ve never seen the man so sad. For a second, he looks almost pathetic. That is, before he motions for his men to drag you down to whatever dungeons are within the palace. He doesn’t visit you for weeks, but as soon as you start to think he’s never going to look at you again, he’s there, outside your freezing cell. The sadness so heavy in this man is wiped away by fury. He, personally, drags you from your cell. You can’t even walk as he pulls you along, stumbling every time you try to get your footing. He drags you for what seems like forever, ignoring you. Eventually, you’re in the Tsaritsa’s cathedral, with the ice goddess herself standing where the priest was. She smiled at you, and fear floods your body as he forces you down the aisle. He mutters something about how lucky you are. How many strings he had to pull with his god to allow this. You’re married there, ice freezing your ankles as you stand where a bride would, heart heavy in your throat. You know then that the only option is to say “I do”.

Scaramouche does not and will never take this well. Another betrayal? Typical of humans. He will go into a rage when he faces you, and chances of you escaping that rage in one piece is slim to nothing. If you don’t, ice floods his veins as he curls around your body, just asking why why why. If you do, he’ll drag you to the infirmary, force some poor healer to fix you, and then toss you in the dungeon similar to Pierro. He won’t visit you, thinking that this is a proper punishment. You abandon him? He’ll abandon you. He’ll come around sometimes though to yell at you or sob on your lap. Other than that, expect a life of imprisonment with mild favoritism and some physical scars.

Sandrone doesn’t take it well at first. When faced with your crimes, she immediately lashes out, destroying several of her newest machines and scarring you physically. After she calms down, though, she’ll calmly figure out everything that you leaked, who you leaked it to, and begin to work while you stay in a cell in her lab. She comes back to you a few days later, in which you’ve been completely abandoned, with some sort of mechanical collar and a tracking chip. Oh calm down, she’ll say as she rolls her eyes. The surgery is quick, but done without any anesthesia. The collar records everything and will shock and paralyze you upon exiting her laboratory. The chip is for tracking, but it can also release poison into your bloodstream. There! She was being so nice, not turning you into a machine. Say thank you, it might make her more likely to feed you.

Dottore has a breakdown almost immediately upon hearing this. He’d cackle, pacing in front of you, rambling on about how bold you were to try this shit with the cruelest of the Harbingers. Really? Playing with his heart is probably the worst mistake a person could ever make. He’s never been too enamored with human bodies, but monsters? Abyssal creatures? He finds them so beautiful, and he’s been needing a new subject. Don’t worry, it won’t hurt! Just be quiet and let him make you into the ideal version of yourself. He’d never dare do this to you if you weren’t a traitor, he loved you, but all bets are off as soon as you sabotaged his work and smuggled information. And the worst part? You’d still be his lover. Forever bound. Just more monstrous than before.

~~~

Lowkey I can’t believe I wrote for all of them. I didn’t think I do them all but then I had IDEAS. Which is somewhat uncommon for me. Everyone clap!

[belphiesreverie]

Platonic yandere fatui(plus the tsaritsa) thoughts? Doesn't matter if reader is young, teenager or adult lol

Once again going purely off vibes bc we don’t know much about most of them!

Just gonna write small excerpts for each of them but feel free to request more in-depth hcs for any of them! Scaramouche already has a full set here! 💕💕

Pierro is the strict father figure. What he says goes and will be obeyed without question. If he tells you to stay with one of the harbingers for the day then that’s where he expects to find you. When he gets to spend time with you himself though, he’s a lot softer and happy to do whatever activities you would like to

Capitano is like a second shadow. He doesn’t really interact with you face to face, preferring to stand nearby and watch over you like a guardian. The type of friend that scares off people who make you uncomfortable except 10x scarier

Columbina is the clingy best friend. She’s practically attached to your hip at all times and loves to drape herself over you at every opportunity. She gets super pouty when you pay more attention to others in her presence

Arlecchino is the doting older sister. She brushes your hair for you, she makes you breakfast, she escorts you if you’re going out anywhere. But she also likes to keep you on a strict routine and doesn’t take nicely to transgressions. It’s for your safety after all

Dottore is the scary cousin. The one you dread to spend time with because he’s always up to something and insists you help with his schemes. Sometimes he makes you sit and watch whilst he does autopsies on the recently deceased, and you could swear some of them look eerily familiar

Signora is the pampered friend. She likes to show you off by walking side by side with you. But not before she’s picked out what you’re wearing, and done your hair and makeup. She wants to be seen with you, but you have to match her standard. You have to show everyone why she’s the only one fit to stand at your side as your dearest friend

Pantalone is like your rich best friend that buys you whatever you desire. If you look at anything even a fraction of a second too long, Pantalone will have his wallet out before you can blink. He’s also definitely not above bribing people to stay away from you if he doesn’t like them hanging around

Sandrone is the smothering mum friend. She pampers you and loves to dress you up and just sit around with you. Doesn’t let you do anything yourself in fear of hurting yourself and insists on leaving everything to her puppets

Tartaglia is like the fun older brother. He already has experience looking after his younger siblings so you’ll be joining them. He likes to take you to fights to show off but won’t let you try incase you hurt yourself. He is fiercely over protective as well, anyone who dares to even look at you wrong can expect to be on the wrong end of his bow

The Tsaritsa is like an overprotective mother. She fears for your safety out in the big scary world, so she keeps you safe in the expanses of Snezhnaya where she and her trusted harbingers can watch over you

[fancyfeathers]

Vision Beyond Sight- How darlings of the Harbinger’s got their visions (Part One, Childe, Pantalone, Signora)

Childe

She got her vision one early morning, she was helping with the household chores with her siblings. She was carrying firewood back into the house when she heard someone call her name from behind her. Before she could even turn around she was tackled by a hug, falling into the snow. There is a man’s laughter as she turns around on her back to see the man above her. She saw that red hair and those blue eyes, and it took her a moment before…

“Ajax?”

 He nodded in reply and they hugged again. She can hardly believe it, Ajax is back, oh how long has it been? Seven, eight years? There was surprised laughter from her as she was swept off of the ground by her old friend, him holding her like a bride. He spins her around in his arms and once he sets her down, her first instinct is to ask why is he here, but before she can see from over his shoulder that there are at least four Fatui agents, all of which look awfully cross with her. She looks at them and then back at her friend. 

“Ajax, who are-“

“You address him as Lord Tartaglia!”

The agent snapped at her and she jumped back, clearly startled. As Ajax scolds the man for yelling at her, you had to back up as you piece it all together. Her childhood best friend was the eleventh of the Fatui Harbingers. She did not know him anymore, this was not the same boy who left home seven years ago.

There was a lump in her throat as she heard her mother’s happy voice inviting the harbinger inside, inviting him in for breakfast. It hardly felt real as they all sat at the table together, there was talking but her mind was elsewhere. After breakfast Ajax asked if he could discuss something with her parents. They were talking in her father’s study while she was sitting in the living room, her mind going a million miles per hour. She goes to shove her hands in her pockets and then she feels something new in it. She slowly pulls it out and her heart skips a beat…

An Anemo vision…

She wants to be happy hut she’s so incredibly stressed that she couldn’t even force a smile. She hides the teal stone as the office door opens and out comes her parents and Ajax, all smiling and happy. Then they tell her…

“You’re going to be married to Ajax!”

She would have thrown up right then and there but she had to stay calm. She forced a smile as the harbinger kneeled down to where she was sitting and kissed her cheek and embraced her. The moment he lets go, she gets up and excuses herself, saying she needs some air. She slips out the back door, and walking through the snow like she is just going on a walk, but the moment she is out of sight of the house, she runs and doesn’t look back.

Pantalone 

She received her vision when her business was first doomed. She was out running errands, picking up some more office supplies, fabric, needles, thread, and so on. She had picked up your order of fine fabrics that were delivered to the post office, when she looked outside she saw the rain pouring down. She sighed and shook her head, rain in Sheznaya isn’t a good thing because it always freezes into ice and when one’s covered in water outside, normally you freeze. She sat by the window, the ordered fabric resting on her lap as she waited out the storm, at this rate it could be hours. She heard the door to the post office open and she could hear the footsteps of the patron followed by brief conversation. The sound of the clerk rushing to back registered in her mind, but she did not spare a glance, her eyes sticking to the snow outside. 

“Strange to see you out in this weather, my dear.”

She glanced over her shoulder at the voice to see the familiar face of Pantalone, the 9th of the Fatui Harbingers. She shot up to stand in respect, but he just chuckled and shook his head, telling her there is no need for such things. He sat down next to her and the two chatted, him asking how her business was going, how her family was, and so on. Soon the clerk returned with the Harbinger’s packages and apologized profusely for not having them delivered to his estate. The Harbinger smiled and nodded, saying it was quite alright. As he opened the door he looked at his “future” darling, looking at her with an expectant eye.

“Well, you coming? I know you aren’t going to walk home in this rain, and I simply won’t allow it.”

He ushered her out with him, his hand resting on her shoulder, guiding her to the carriage outside the door. He helped her into the carriage and sat across from her. The ride was quiet until there was the sound of Pantalone opening one of the package, a small one. She then notices that they passed her shop, she raises an eyebrow but shrugs it off assuming that he was perhaps taking her home, but then they passed that as well. 

“My Lord…”

“Hm?”

She tells him that they passed both her home and shop, but he ignores the question. He tells her how hard it is to be a person such as herself on her own, especially when there is so many people who would love to take advantage of her in the world. She can feel her heartbeat race as the harbinger set his hand on top of hers. Then her eyes goes from his smile to what he hold in his hand from the package, a ring box with a beautiful diamond ring.

“Marry me, and I will make sure you’re taken care of for the rest of your days.”

She tenses up and at that tenseness he frowns, knowing she’ll have a negative reaction. She shoves his hand off and yells to stop the carriage. The carriage slams to a stop and before the Harbinger can say something in his angered state, she opens the door and steps out with her belongings, saying she can take off herself. She walks off into the snow and freezing rain as the carriage drives off in the opposite direction, luckily she can’t hear the curses from the harbinger as he looses his temper. 

She walk in the cold and realizes what a foolish choice it was but then it hits her, she wasn’t cold. She then looks down at he stack of fabric in her arms and sees right on top of it all, a cyro vision. She returns home, unaffected by the cold. When she goes to open her shop in the morning her face is taken by horror, the windows are shattered, the door nearly broken off it’s hinges, but luckily nothing inside was destroyed, after all Pantalone’s orders were just to shake her up.

Signora

Signora’s darling received his vision when he was on patrol. He was taking a break from his usual duties as the Recruitment Captain and decided to give other knights a break by taking the nightly patrol. He was walking past the Goth Grand Hotel, where a number of Fatui were staying, he gave them a nod and a smile, they haven’t caused him trouble so far so he had no reason to hate them. Then in his ears there was a scream for help… it was coming from the front gates. He rushed down, jumping walls and sprinting down staircases until his feet landed on the bridge that faced the wilds, he stood between the girl that had called for help and a ruin guard. The knights who stand at the gate had run at the sight of it, he would have to address that later, but a ruin guard had never come this close to the city before, the closest he could think of finding one was at Star Snatch Cliff, what was one doing here? He turned to the girl and told her to alert the Acting Grand Master immediately. As she ran off he drew his sword as the mechanical monstrosity approached him.

He could hardly process anything when Jean came, along with Outrider Amber and Cavalry Captain Kaeya. He was pushed to the side and he found himself stumbling down to come to rest in an alleyway, he was so hurt he couldn’t process anything, not every the sound of voices and footsteps approaching him, assumingely to see what was going on at the gate. 

“…My love?”

He knight didn’t even process the voice till he saw a blond woman coming to kneel down next to him. He recognized her as one of the Fatui members her often saw at the Goth Grand Hotel in his patrol, but she recognized him as so much more. To Signora, she saw his face and it was the same face of her lover to died all those years ago, reborn again, those same eyes. But alas he had to join the knights once more, she just couldn’t bare looking at how hurt he was. She should just take him back the Sheznaya with her-

There was a scream that ripped through the air, The darling recognized as Amber’s.

He did not waste a moment before throwing himself to his feet again and running away from the fair lady, to her horror. She followed and watched and he ran back to the bridge, drew his sword, and swung it at the ruin guard. The Harbinger was ready to step in and save her long lost love, but she didn’t need to. She watched as water emerged from the lake and wrapped around the body of the ruin guard, like a snake, before harshly dragging it under, never to be seen again just as a hydro vision came to appear in front of him.

She saw the passion and courage in his eyes, but…

She would not allow his strong sense of justice to take him from her again…

[jessamine-rose]

˚˖ ࣪ ⊹.°˖˚ A Candlelit Dinner ˚˖°.⊹ ࣪ ˖ ˚

Aka “Jessamine makes her cannibalism debut ft. La Signora after sharing too many crack ideas with @beloved-blaiddyd” (*-`ω´- )ﻭ✧

Tw:: yandere, cannibalism, Stockholm Syndrome, offscreen death, 2.1 spoilers

♡ 1.1k words under the cut ♡

You aren’t allowed to attend your wife’s funeral.

Truthfully, it doesn’t surprise you. The world broke Rosalyne’s heart when it took the life of her previous lover, and so she refused to take a gamble with you. Anything to guarantee your safety, to ensure that you’d always be there to welcome her home.

It’s strange. The manor has always been peaceful during her missions, but the silence is stifling in La Signora’s eternal absence. The servants are gloomy; your hobbies feel tedious; and time freezes to an endless monotony of lamentation.

You don’t know what to do with your freedom. How long ago did you cease your prayers and find comfort in Rosalyne’s love? When did you start calling your prison a home?

A few weeks after the funeral, your handmaiden suggests a trip to the city for a change of pace. Such an invitation is unheard of, but the rules mean nothing without the looming threat of the Fair Lady’s rage. She likely pities you.

Instead, you take a short walk around the manor. The Snezhnayan winter is colder this year, or perhaps you’ve grown too accustomed to Rosalyne’s warmth.

ॱ⋅.˳˳.⋅˙ॱᐧ.˳˳.⋅ઇଓ

The kitchen was where you fell in love with Rosalyne.

Cooking was your favorite way to spend time together. It required patience, harmony, a mutual trust with knives and fire.

In those moments of domesticity, she was neither the Fair Lady nor the Crimson Witch of Flame. She was just Rosalyne, your self-proclaimed wife who sang while she worked and adjusted recipes to your personal tastes. She was in charge of the seasonings, courtesy of her time in Sumeru which provided an informal education in sugar and spices.

Once the meal was ready, the two of you would proceed to the dining table. She’d sit across from you and light the candelabra with a graceful flick of her fingers, flames blooming atop of pure white wax. Only then could you admire her fire without a modicum of fear.

During her missions, Rosalyne would purchase gifts for you. Most of the time, she came home with special ingredients to use in your cooking dates. Seafood from Morepesok, wine from Mondstadt, Jueyun chilis from Liyue, and so on.

You haven’t set foot in the kitchen since Rosalyne’s death. Neither do you eat at the dining table; you tell the servants to bring your meals to your room.

You can only manage a few bites before you grow sick of the dull taste in your mouth.

ॱ⋅.˳˳.⋅˙ॱᐧ.˳˳.⋅ઇଓ

Rosalyne’s final gift is a spice blend from Inazuma.

It is delivered a month after her funeral, a fancy box filled with little porcelain jars. Each jar is beautifully crafted, painted with crimson roses and butterflies.

Your wife’s subordinates won’t look you in the eye. In a rehearsed tone, they inform you that prior to her death, La Signora had made a bulk purchase of shichimi togarashi. The containers were custom-made, hence the delay in their arrival.

“The Fair Lady was adamant that you receive this gift, no matter the circumstances. We ask that you honor her final wish and enjoy this spice blend in your future meals.”

How did you respond? Was it a halfhearted nod or a few words of gratitude? All you remember is your walk from the foyer to the kitchen, shelves and countertops cleared, the porcelain chill of each jar as you pick them up and display them on every flat surface.

You once told Rosalyne that your kitchen could use more color. It appears that she took your request to heart.

The sun sets as you finish the task. At this hour, Rosalyne would be home and the two of you would begin the kitchen prep. What was your first meal together?

It was steak served with potato roses. Back then, you suggested potato roses out of a fearful desire to please her.

The meal takes longer to prepare. The chef offers their assistance but you refuse, taking out ingredients and cutting them with your familiar knife. The potatoes only need butter and a few seasonings, but the steak…you think you’ll try the shichimi.

You open a jar and scoop out a small portion of shichimi. It is a fiery shade of orange, likely from the chili pepper. The powdered spices are mixed with aonori, peppercorns, sesame seeds—what are those coarse, gray particles?

Maybe it is an ingredient native to Inazuma.

The steak is marinated. Your attention shifts back to the potatoes, the slices arranged in a rosette pattern. It takes a while; Rosalyne was always better at this.

After the potato roses are baked, the steak is seared. You almost overcook it—you always cooked Rosalyne’s first, and the two of you preferred different levels of doneness—but it’s salvaged at the last second. Then you arrange the food on your plate, recalling Rosalyne’s plating techniques. She knew how to make a meal look so pretty, so appetizing…

You bring your plate to the dining table. The chair in front of you is empty, and the candelabra is unlit. A servant lights the candles in Rosalyne’s place, but his flames are dimmer and he doesn’t pay attention to your reaction.

You pick up your knife and cut into the steak.

It looks normal, with a reddish-pink center. You cut a small piece, stab it with your fork, and bring it to your mouth.

It tastes…unique.

There is the spiciness of the chili pepper, the sweetness of the citrus peel, umami from the other spices. But there are other flavors—bitter, metallic, smoky. You’re not quite sure if you like it.

Yet you can’t help but take another bite. And another. Another one, with the potato roses. Before you know it, your mouth is trembling and your vision is blurring. Through a veil of tears, you notice that your plate is already half-empty.

You stand up and return to the kitchen, ignoring the servants’ questions. Instead, you come back with the crimson-painted jar and add another spoonful of shichimi to your steak.

Now there’s too much seasoning. But you don’t mind; you mix it into the potato roses and continue eating, savoring the complex flavors.

How was Rosalyne in her final days? You can imagine her in an Inazuman market, looking for the perfect gift for her spouse. The smile on her face as she approved the shichimi and spoke with an esteemed craftsman. The moment of her death—How much pain was she in? Did her flames leave a mark on the Tenshukaku? Did she think of you?

It’s just like her to ensure that you’ll never despair over a bland meal, even in her death.

It almost feels as though she is still with you.

♡

…….Don’t ask me how a few DMs turned into 1.1k words bc idk either. And cheers to my Google history going from “spice blends” to “togarashi steak recipe” to “cremated ashes texture” to “what do ashes taste like” ^^;

Anyway, I hope you all enjoyed my tribute to La Signora!! Thanks again to Brynlee for this tasty idea, and may Hoyoverse not kill off the other Fatui Harbingers ｡ﾟ(ﾟ´Д｀ﾟ)ﾟ｡

[yourheart-inmyhands]

thinking about signora as a yandere... how she'd be so protective of you so nothing could ever happen to you like her last lover :(

i love signora as a character and it makes me so sad that they killed her off, she would've been my favorite harbinger if she wasn't dead and i want her to be playable so badly </3

Warning: this post contains yandere-themes, including obsessive behaviors, implied being held against will, and other potential topics. Please read at your own risk.

Yandere!Signora would be crazy obsessive about keeping you safe, so much to the point she’d never let you outside Zapolyarny Palace. The only time you’d ever step foot outside of it would be to take a walk in one of the dozen of courtyards and she’d be with you the whole time, ensuring that you were well dressed, well protected, and well loved. She’d make sure to finish her work at the exact time every night so that she could be there to eat dinner with you and to head to bed with you, she never missed a day, wanting to ensure that you knew how much she loved you. She’d wake up at the same time every morning, ensuring a proper meal was brought to you before she left to attend to her work and leaving a kiss on your forehead. She wouldn’t allow visitors unless she knew them and was able to be there for the entire duration of their stay. Not only had she lost her first love, but he had died without her there by his side. Signora has since vowed to never leave your side, so that if life should be unforgiving to her once more, you would at least have her there with you as you took your final breath.

[bye-bye-sunbird]

Waltzing with the Harbingers

Colombina, Arlecchino, Signora.

“Almost nobody dances sober, unless they happen to be insane.” ― Howard Phillips Lovecraft

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Prologue:

After obtaining both the Anemo and Geo Archon's Gnosis, there is a huge ball to celebrate in Zapolarmy Palace.

Your father, an important snezhnayan diplomat, takes you along. You probably should be excited to finally be in the presence of the country's heroes... But what makes your heart flutter is the chance to see your sweetheart there, a young fatui soldier who is expected to be your betrothed as soon as he raises in rank.

You move slowly, your arm tightly linked with your father's. You smile, masterfully hiding all your childish anxieties behind your well-studied courtesies. Your father, on the other hand, did not abandon his serious countenance. Your chest rose and fell restlessly, as your heart threatened to jump out at any moment.

And there he was. Your future fianceé approaches you as soon as decorum allows him to. You turn shyly towards your father, who releases your arm so you can offer it to the young soldier as a sign of approval.

You take to the dance floor together with other excited couples. Everything seems like a dream: the beautiful winter decoration, the champagne glasses sparkling against the candlelight, the joyous laughter.

Your father smiles as he watches you dance... until a servant whispers in his ear that one of the Eleven wishes to dance with you.

Columbina.-

The rest of the dancers squeeze each other slightly to make way for Colombina. Her light footsteps are almost inaudible, and her angelic face is adorned with a sweet smile.

Her fingers travel through the space between you until she meets your hand in a soft, delicate move. An eerie light, almost like a translucent moonbeam, shines on her aristocratic beauty, rendering you speechless.

"Aren't you a pretty little thing? Will you tell me your name?"

Her behavior was so similar to that of a lover, that it produced an intense uneasiness in you. You wanted to avoid her, and at the same time, you let her dominate you as if you were nothing but an obedient pup.

Flustered, you answer timidly.

"My, what a beautiful sound!..." she repeats your name in a melodic whisper and places one of her hands on your shoulder. She has a lovely way of blushing when she smiles. A nod is enough for the musicians to change the beat of the song, "... Shall we?"

Arlecchino.-

"Would you do me the honor of a dance?"

Time seems to stop when you recognize Arlecchino's face in the silent crowd. You had seen her before, always from afar. Not knowing what price you'll be paying in the future, you give her your hand as if that question had really been an order.

One of her hands gently holds yours in response, and a passionate melody erupts as she spins you around, opening the skirt of your dress like a blooming flower.

Her fingers spread across your lower back like the bloodstain of a deadly wound: Slow, gentle, and warm. Her eyes sparkle, fixating on your face, and her lips softly praise your beauty, making your heart pound. It was as exciting as a song come to life. Lady Arlecchino was every bit the fairytale knight girls swooned over, the golden glow of candlelight gave her an aura unlike any other.

But there was something in the way that she looked at you that made you shiver. Underneath all her gallant charm something peeked at you, like the eyes of an unknown beast lurking behind a bush. It made you feel... small, helpless.

Signora.-

As the last note ends, you hear thunderous applause from the other end of the room, which you also join in realizing that the woman of the moment, Signora, had decided to join the dance floor. She was terribly beautiful, as beautiful is the fire that devours without mercy.

The applause dies down as you all start to notice her coming your way.

You bow and mutter some well-practiced praises, which your partner repeats. She smiles at you, then makes a movement with her head to indicate your future fiancé to move away. He hesitates for a moment, but when her eyes meet his, he bows and lets you go.

"Come," she extends her gloved hand, her movement charged with bewitching arrogance, "We must dance."

Neither rough nor brusque, but with enough of an edge to make you fluster, she twirls you around the hall. Her embrace was not chaste, and while you experienced in full measure the beautiful bewilderment of a true passionate embrace, instinct warned you ominously.

[deceitful-darlings]

Imagine being kidnapped by La Signora and imprisoned by her, you’re left to her subordinates during her missions, only to be informed she’s been killed during her mission to Inazuma.

You thought you’d be free, finally able to leave and to try and return to your original life, only to find after the funeral that you’re snatched up by another Harbinger who’d developed feelings for you during your captivity.

Long asks and rambles are not only welcome, but encouraged.

[generalhumancloudalmond]

8) Signora

Yandere!Platonic!Signora x Child!Reader

The danger of this platonic yandere-7,5/10

Common features:

It's really not easy with Signora. She is certainly a demanding platonic yandere, sometimes rude and self-confident. However, if she sees that you feel bad for some reason, even if that reason is Signora herself, she just won't touch you. She can certainly be patient if the situation demands it.

And that's why your first day in her presence will go better than with some other harbingers. Are you running around the house in horror, trying to find a way out? She'll wait. Throwing a tantrum? She'll wait. Signora will even let you get away with a couple of insults in the first days, believe me, it costs her a lot. At the end, when you weaken from your own emotions and calm down, she will ask if you are finished or if you need more time.

In general, it can be compared to Scaramouche. They both cause you damage, mostly mental. At first she rudely tells you that you are a pathetic and worthless child, and then praises you as if you are on the same level with the Tsaritsa, maybe it's because you give her the same peace that her Majesty once gave to her. Signora is proud of you under any circumstances, and that's true, but she just can't move herself and drop her own pride.

A special feature:

Among all harbingers, she cares most about her and your appearance. She won't let you wear something worn, leaky, or just plain tasteless. And of course, any thing is evaluated by her personally, not by you, by her. It seems to her that you are too small to personally compose your images. Therefore, in the matter of clothes, hair styling and any accessories, you have no right to vote.

An adorable feature:

It's amazing, but she teaches you to be selfish. And it's really adorable, because she does it by worshiping you in front of everyone. In the eyes of most part of the fatui, you are the second Signora. What does that mean? That's right, that you need to please, as the harbinger herself. For them, your happiness is equivalent to their happiness and the happiness of the Signora, so don't be surprised if someone throws himself at your feet and kisses them. Embarrassing? Well, this is just for now, the eighth harbinger will make sure that in the future you can step on any person you don't like without a twinge of conscience, and until that day comes, she will do it just for you.

[throwaway-yandere]

Dear Signore,

Salutations! It has been a while since I sent you a letter.

My dearest apologies for how late it has been— recently, I've fallen ill and I've been try to deal with it but to no avail. I had to endure a few other matters that's taking toll of my health, so it's why I took so long to get back to you.

I hope you don't mind if you visit me— I'd rather not make you sick as well, and especially with how the weather has been changing. It's not doing so good to my body with how fast it has changed.

Speaking of, I've managed to make a portrait of you when I wasn't so bedridden. It's not finished yet, but it's halfway done. I just need some adjustments to it. What flower do you like, Signore? I might send it as well once it's done.

From the gardens,

Dimitri Pendragon

To My Dear Friend, Dimitri Pendragon,

I must express my concern upon learning of your illness. Please do not worry about the delay in your response, as your health and well-being are far more important. While it is always a pleasure to receive letters from you, I implore you to please prioritize your recovery. I cannot bear it in my conscience to drain your energy in times such as this. While your invitation is most tempting, I must insist that you focus on your health, I would not wish for any further harm to befall you.

If you can't hear my sighs in this letter, then I hope you will utilize your very vivid imagination. I am honored that you have chosen me as your subject since your talent in portraiture is truly remarkable, but please rest. Not that I have faith that such words will make you falter. I'm well aware of how stubborn you could be. Perhaps I should send a letter to Ms. Hatter so I can be assured that you do not forget to take breaks, hmm? 

However, I must offer a word of caution regarding the choice of flowers in your painting. Though I hold a fondness for Cecilias, they evoke memories of my cherished White Knight, (Y/n), and it would be ill-advised to send such tokens to her, or an "unfortunate incident" may arise. Surely a fellow man knows how possessiveness would linger in one's heart every other day? I cannot help myself. It is a wonderful feeling to call such a strong dame mine and mine alone.

Instead, I suggest considering the timeless beauty of Red Roses. These floral treasures shall convey your sentiment without any unwanted consequences. In closing, I beseech you once more to focus on your well-being, lest you'll have Ms. Hatter on your doorstep. May the wind lead.

Your dear friend,

Roslyn-Kruzchka Lohefalter 

[antichildeismoving]

sugarbaby!reader / tartaglia and la signora (sfw)

gn!reader has caught the attention of not one but TWO of the Fatui Harbingers. These are based off notes I took for my Signora/reader/Tartaglia multi chapter. If you’re interested in it there’s an much more nsfw preview on my acc, just scroll down a bit.

content warning: yandere vibes, manipulation, isolation.

Signora and Tartaglia have never worked well together, so when they both fall for you it’s a disaster.

You find yourself torn between two of the most powerful people in Teyvat. Any private life you might’ve had evaporates as Liyue’s tabloids and storytellers focus in on you.

Soon enough, Mondstadt’s newspapers pick up the story too after one of their journalists questions Signora’s frequent trips out of the city.

You’re pretty sure that Signora likes fueling the gossip. When starts to take a toll on your relationships with friends and family, and you begin to suspect that this may be her way of trapping you.

(You’re right in thinking that Signora is leaking information to the press, but her real motive for doing so is just to piss off Childe.) and also because she’s an exhibitionist

Tartaglia is blissfully ignorant to the attention. He’s smart— there’s no way he’d have lasted this long as a harbinger if he weren’t— but it seems as if he can be willfully oblivious when it’s convenient.

(Yes, Childe is ignoring the publicity on purpose. He doesn’t want Signora to know how much it bothers him.)

Weirdly enough they have very similar taste in clothing, so they always end up buying you duplicate items and then sulking about it. You’ve suggested to each that maybe they should try to coordinate their gifts instead, but neither seems particularly enthusiastic about the idea.

Tartaglia is sweet with you and surprisingly gentle. He can be a bit shy about PDA, and when you ask him about it he reveals that you’re his first romantic partner.

This throws you for a loop because: a) Childe is incredibly handsome, b) he’s in his mid twenties, and c) apparently you were his first kiss.

Signora is pretty much the opposite. She’s a very sensual person and will keep her hands on you at all times during a date. Also, she loves getting caught with you in compromising situations (again, exhibitionism).

But you can’t even call what she does public displays of affection because even now she’s incredibly aloof.

It’s weird. The whole thing is weird. You’ve wanted out for months but it doesn’t look like that’s going to happen any time soon.

Maybe it’s time to start looking at witness protection. In the meantime, enjoy having your bills paid for you!

[lovesickeros]

☆ we dance to the pull of our frayed strings upon our graves

{☆} characters la signora {☆} notes yandere, drabble, gender neutral reader {☆} warnings yandere, unhealthy relationship, isolation {☆} word count 0.5k

You were going to be a knight. Ever since you were a child, you had swore you'd become a legend amongst men, sword in hand as you defended the land that provided for you. That day you'd promised your family you'd return safely, make them proud to call you their child. What a fool you were - young and naive.

You never did make it back home. You wonder if you would find a grave there with your name on it - but who would want to remember the naive child who swore to come back a knight, only to never return at all?

Hands tug at tangled strands, a brush pulling at your hair painfully a she hums. You try to bite down the urge to flinch, but it only takes one failure for her to pause, the sudden silence like a heavy weight upon your shoulders. Fear swells in your chest, suffocating you as you tremble, growing lightheaded and dizzy the longer the silence stretches on.

You do not realize you are crying, tears rolling down your cheeks as you stare at yourself numbly in the mirror, until warm hands wipe them away. Her voice is nothing but soothing and warm, but to you it is like a blade against your throat.

"Oh, darling..did I hurt you?"

She coos at you like a cornered, frightened animal, cupping your cheek as she steps around to your side, the soft click of the brush against the table making you flinch. She tilts your head to the side, kissing your cheeks and forehead, ignoring the way you tremble beneath her, unable to look into her eyes. She is so soft, so gentle with you, that you almost forget.

But you can't. It haunts you, even now - watching your fellow knights in training drowning in flame, the smell of burning flesh filling your lungs, and the sound of their screams intermingled with her voice ringing in your ears. You can never forget the way she looked at you - lips pulled back into a smile as she stepped over burning corpses to cup your face between bloody, searing palms.

You could not forget the name of another on her tongue as she called to you.

"There we are. No need to cry any longer, my heart."

You sink into her touch, too weak to find the will to resist her - her hands are like brands upon your skin, but you still lean into her, eyes closed as she kisses your brow. You do not know anything else but the searing heat of her palms and the softness in her voice reserved for someone you are not.

How naive you had been, when you had once thought that maybe, maybe, once you became a knight you'd be honored with a gift from the Gods - a vision that burned against your hip, lighting the way forward as you protected the nation you had once adored.

Now you cannot help but think it only served to reveal to you the rats hiding in the darkest corners of Mondstadt, sealing your fate amongst the bitter cold of Snezhnaya.

What a cruel joke, the God's have played on you.

You hum along to a song you do not know, sheltered in a cage of fire - a songbird who sings, despite the smoke that fills its lungs.

Till death do us part.

[madamofthestars]

Oh how cute-Yandere Queen Signora

Author note-A special fic for one my best friend @lxttechoco and I definitely would recommend checking out her content for she is an awesome writer.

Tw-Yandere content.

🖤Queen signora was a busy woman ruling the kingdom and she doesn’t have time for any distraction especially when it comes to love.

🖤Especially ever since the death of her lover but some how you manage to capture her interest.

🖤You were different from the other people that have enter her court you certainly caught her eyes.

🖤She slowly warmed up to the idea of loving you and having you as a lover eventually.

🖤Signora definitely was pleased to hear when you have return and accepted her affection.

🖤Since you two are now dating she had done everything in power to make sure no one would dear hurt you or even try to upset you.

🖤After all you are her precious gem and she not gonna lose you for you are a ray of sunshine in her dark and lonely world.

🖤She won’t even let the prince scaramouche from the electro kingdom try and dare to steal you for she not blind she can see that the prince was planing something but not on her watch.

🖤she would take over many kingdoms if it means you’ll be safe and in her arms forever.

[fancyfeathers]

Yandere Fatui Harbingers (Normalized Yandere AU)

Okay so I had a thought for my Normalized Yandere AU for Genshin,in a thread of reblogs (read here) with @writing-genshin-obsession she brought up the idea of in Snezhnaya most if not every relationship steeped into Yandere and that sort of behavior being encouraged there.

This made me think, let me walk you all through my train of thought 

Encouraged yandere behavior in Snezhnaya -> Fatui having darlings with them -> Harbingers having darlings -> Darlings resenting them (especially ones from other regions) -> Darlings running away together and trying to destroy the people and organization that made their life hell

The 11th Harbinger’s Darling

The Childhood Sweetheart

An Anemo Wielder 

Childe’s darling is probably his childhood friend, someone who knows him or at least  she thought she did. After going their separate ways from their childhood and they meet again and she sees who he really is, she questions everything. This isn’t the sweet Ajax she used to play with. Then to add more salt to the wound after their reunion, barely even knowing this new Ajax, he asks her parents to let him marry their daughter. She hears that and wants to throw up, she excuses herself from the room and steps out into the cold landscape of her hometown for some “air”. That air is running as fast as she can until she meets another…

The 9th Harbinger’s Darling

The Shopkeeper 

A Cyro Wielder

Pantalone’s darling is the one she meets. A young shop owner, a bakery, florist, or something along those lines. She invites the other inside the empty shop to hide. When the other darling asks about the lack of business the other reveals that for the last few months the ninth of the Fatui Harbingers have been coming to her shop and the sight of him kept away any other customers. If he didn’t come that day he would have Fatui members stay nearby, scaring away customers. He was driving her broke, all because she refused his marriage proposal.

The two young woman stay together until the missing person posters start popping up for the runaway. With the lack of customers and if they found Childe’s darling hiding here Pantalone’s darling she would be arrested and fall easily into the Regrator’s hands. So the two of them pack up what they can and run away together, leaving Snezhnaya. 

The 8th & 7th Harbingers’ Darlings

The Knight & Ballerina

A Hydro Wielder & an Electro Wielder 

They find themselves going to the city of freedom where they meet two other darlings, La Signora’s darling, a knight, and Sandrone’s darling, a dancer. The two of them have been close friends for a number of years and easily welcome the other darlings into their small apartment once they hear of their situation. It doesn’t take long to notice La Signora’s darling always keeping a close eye on the Fatui on  his patrols, along with the scars on Sandrone’s darling’s joints, almost like a doll. It doesn’t take long after for the two to reveal that they were kidnapped by the Fatui a while ago, separately but ran away together, much like the other two. La SIgnora saw the soul of her deceased lover in the young man’s eyes and called him by the deceased man’s name. Sandrone made her darling into the little perfect doll, she kept the darling drugged up and dressed up. If it wasn’t for the knight rescuing her on his own escape she fears on what may have happened.  

They also revealed that they had other friends around Teyvat that had been victims of the Harbingers and if something happened they would leave to meet up with the others as soon as possible…

And something did happen…

On a walk one day Pantalone’s darling spots the owner of the Goth Grand Hotel talking to a man… her heart sinks, its him…

She runs home and tells the others, they don’t even waste a moment before setting out again…

The 4th Harbinger’s Darling

The “Mother”

A Geo Wielder 

The four of them move onto Fontaine where they meet a young librarian and one of these victims of the harbingers. She’s so incredibly sweet it’s almost hard to believe something happened to her… 

Well almost…

When they were talking outside on the streets of Fontaine, a young man and woman run up to her, calling her “mother” and telling her how worried “father” was about her since she disappeared. There is an apparent look of fear and horror on her face at this. The young duo don’t stay long, saying they’re going to let father know she’s okay. 

The moment they’re out of sight the librarian throws up and is in hysterics, saying how they need to get out of here at once. Once calmed down she reveals to the rest of them that a few years ago she ran away from the 4th harbinger, Arlecchino. The father of the House of the Hearth, and since she was the harbinger’s partner, she was the unwilling mother. 

The 3rd Harbinger’s Darling

The Actress

A Cyro Wielder

After that interaction, the Knave’s darling leads them to a safe house, a theater. There they meet up with Columbina’s darling, an actress. Unlike the others she refused to say what happened to her, just that something left her traumatized before she ran from Snezhnaya. She lets the others stay at the theater, well that is until that place is unsafe. The actress spots Arlecchino visiting the theater one day. The actress tells the others how it’s no longer safe here and she tells them to find their friends in Sumeru…

The actress distracts Arlecchino in conversation while the others escape but not without a price. Arlecchino recognizes her and thinks it may be smart and her best interest to return the wayward darling to Damselette…

I suppose not everyone can run forever…

The 2nd & 1st Harbingers’ darlings

The Medic & Hunter

A Dendro Wielder & Pyro Wielder

In the wilds of Sumeru is where they meet the others, a young lady, a medic, and Dottore’s darling. Traveling with her is a man, a hunter, a ranger, and Capitano’s darling. The two of them have been avoiding cities for a long time, cities mean people, and people could mean Fatui, and Fatui could mean they are trapped all over again. They met a long time ago, the Hunter used to serve in the Fatui under Capitano, until they found out the captain was going to have him go out on a dangerous mission so the hunter would be purposefully injured so he would be discharged and placed in the harbinger’s custody. He already hates the Fatui, only joining because that’s what his parents expected of him. So he ran which lead him into meeting the medic…

She was a graduate of the Sumeru Akademiya, but she did not call Dottore by that name once, always Zandik. She used to know him as a friend, they went to the Akademiya together before he was expelled. She was completely blindsided by his true nature, he was ever so kind to her, always helping her with her research. When he left the Akademiya and joined the Fatui he begged her to come with him, telling her to think of all the great things they could accomplish together, but his true nature disgusted her. She eventually graduated from the Akademiya, moving on to continue her medical research, and she did amazing things. That is until she returned to where she was staying one night and found her equipment destroyed and her research stolen, her life’s work just gone with a note saying if she wanted it back she would go to the spot where they first met, back In Sumeru. On the way there she ran into the Hunter, who convinced her not to go, of the Fatui’s corruption, so with that they traveled together, staying out of two harbingers’ reaches.

The Director’s Darling 

The Historian 

Vision Unknown

Over a campfire they all explain to Childe’s and Pantalone’s darlings how they all know each other. A kind woman, another nomad lead them to one another about a year ago. She apparently escaped with Columbina’s darling a number of years ago, her from Pierro. Unlike the others she never stayed in one region for to long, she couldn’t settle in Mondstadt like the knight and ballerina, nor Fontaine like the mother and actress, she couldn’t even travel the wilds of Sumeru with the medic and the hunter, and just forget about returning to Snezhnaya. 

They rarely heard from her but considering the recent kidnapping of Columbina’s darling they bet on something happening and it happening soon…

[bera-post-things]

Yandere Signora short drabble: The cold fair lady

A/N: I’m going to try to write for her so yeah some lore about her in here and her past so yeah spoilers? If yiu could call it that cause you literally learn this like first hand when you play the game not even for like 2 days so yeah uhm let’s get started shall we?

You where some she held close, you where someone very dear to her one of the very few people she held close to her inner circle so when you finally descended upon her and the other fauti she knew you where the one as soon as you came you where gone ass eh swooped you up in her arms and brought her to her private headquarters never to seen again forever to be hers…come to think of it how long has it been since she’s felt this feeling? How long has it been? Months?,Years?,Centuries? Since she’s had this feeling such a warm feeling that spreads through her heart and soul… who knew that someone could make her feel like this? He usually cold heart that’s long been left since her husband died in the fall of Khaenri'ah when it fell 500 years thanks to those dam Archons that stole eveything from her…. But that’s in the past now that she has you the almighty creator themself all to herself…you cute little thing who just wait in her room for her to come back from dealing with some recruits and her missions that she goes out on always hiding in the corner of the cold room as she walks into the room as she wipes off the blood from her hands she looks at you quivering in the corner “how are you enjoying Snezhnaya your majesty… oh what are you doing in the corner? don’t you know how cold it is there? You’ll get forst bite come now get in bed with me where it’s warm…” she said patting the empty spot next to her as you shook your head when you shook your head Signora gave you glare that could scare anyone off even the bravest of recruits would waver her cold glare making you futher more shake in your little corner of the room making her sigh In annoyance “if you want to play like that fine then” she said as she started walking over to your quivering form in the corner of the room