yourheart-inmyhands

[yourheart-inmyhands]

Hi hi!! I was just wondering if you could write general hcs (or longer blurbs) of the Harbingers (Childe, Dottore, Pantalone, Capitano, Arlecchino and La Signora) with a dumb and naive fem! Reader? (Gn is fine) Perversions such as stalking, manipulation, and non con elements + etc. are a-ok! 👌(^◡^ ) I want the entirety of the Yandere-ness!!!

Much love 😈

hi this request was so cool!! i don't usually do more than 3-4 characters per post so i did a few this time, if you wanna swing back around and request the rest of the characters i'd be more than happy to write it for you :D

Warning: this post contains yandere-themes, including implied being held against ones will, subject to unwilling experiments, delusional behaviors, obsessive tendencies, and other potential topics. Please read at your own risk!

Childe:

Oh Celestia you couldn’t be any more perfect could you? That wide-eyed, dumb little look you gave him whenever he was talking about his missions, eager to listen but to stupid to understand. He just adores you, his big hands cupping your face, squishing your cheeks to make you look even sillier. Childe just can’t get enough of you. 

You’re like a little puppy dog to him, so cute and silly yet so unknowing. He can’t help but want to smother you in hugs and kisses when you’re around, doting on you and making sure no one ever lays a finger on you aside from him.

It’s when you’re not around that things are different with Childe, it’s like he’s gone haywire, feral without your company. He wears a little locket on a chain attached to his belt, it has a picture of you and a lock of your hair inside. He makes sure to keep it well protected, occasionally spraying it with your perfume or beauty products so it smells like you. As soon as he’s back home with you though he’s the same sweet, overbearing Childe he was previously. 

Dottore:

He takes full advantage of the situation, subjecting you to minor experiments, most of which are harmless. Dottore always has his eyes on you, whether his actual ones or the ones of his segments. Even in your sleep there’s some variation of him watching you, settled at your bedside with a notepad in hand, camera just beside him. It’s like every second of your life is being recorded for Dottore, because it is.

He’s also obsessed with your body, giving you regular weekly check ups. He tells you that it’s normal, that all proper adults get checkups this often, even when the check ups push beyond the normal means. It’s not just the normal things like checking your heart rate and ensuring you’ve got no lumps, bumps, or growths. It extends into things like how fast your hair and nails grow, any changes caused by the experiments he does, changes in your natural body scent, and other random things.

Dottore also takes care of any and all medical needs you have, he’s become your personal doctor. Anything and everything you do is under his control, he picks when and how often you sleep, what you eat, how much daylight you get, and what you do on a day to day basis. The best part is you’re too stupid and naive to muster up the courage to say anything.

Pantalone:

This man, in all his wisdom and cash, adores how you let him do anything he wishes with you. You’ve become his little doll to dress up, style, and control. He makes you the perfect little partner, picking out all your outfits, regularly rotating the clothing in your wardrobe with new outfits, he’d be criminal if he let you wear the same thing twice. 

Pantalone takes you everywhere with him, flaunting his perfect little darling to others. He makes sure to use big, extravagant words when talking about you to others so that you don’t understand, it’s usually all good though so no worries. If there is any reason he can’t take you with him, you can expect him to leave a comprehensive list and schedule for you, keeping his control over what you wear even whilst he’s gone.

He uses your stupidity against you, betting things on which of you will be right or if you can answer correctly. You’re wrong every time and he loves it, and yet despite being wrong every time, because you stood no chance at knowing the right answer, you fall right into the same trap over and over again. He just adores you so much, and he’d do anything to keep you by his side, forever.

[yourheart-inmyhands]

Second ask of the day I am so sorry if I am overwhelming you :(

But I was scrolling through your blog and someone requested Blade with a reader who was like terrified of him that they would not sleep or eat unless forced to.

Could you write the same for Dottore? I just feel like this would fit him well :D

~🍂 Anon (once again I am apologising for requesting a second time today. Feel free to ignore me)

omg no don't feel bad for multiple requests, i adore every request i get, even if there's multiple in a day :D <3

Warning: this post contains yandere-themes, including implied being held against ones will, mentions of drugging, mentions of restraints, mentions of permanently paralyzing someone, and other potential topics. Please read at your own risk!

Honestly, it doesn’t bother Dottore nearly as much as it should, but when has he ever been bothered by something this minuscule? Dottore isn’t an overly affectionate person, but he can’t deny the appeal of having someone waiting for him in his bed, it’s a nice change from the usual night spent in his lab, forcing himself awake for another hour. It’s a good change of pace for him as well, even if he has to use force to keep you compliant.

He’ll allow you free roam of the room during the day, certain you couldn’t get past the bars on the windows or the guards outside the door. When night rolls around though, it’s kicked off by a few of his segments coming to get you ‘ready’ for bed. They’ve been instructed to use any force necessary, which often means restraints or merely drugging you. This is so that when Dottore does eventually come around to go to bed an hour or so later, you’ve already had your time to cry and fight, tiring yourself out and making you perfect to snuggle up to.

Of course, he has considered permanently paralyzing you before, but a small, sick part of him likes it when you fight. Dottore enjoys the challenge you put up, so he may on occasion threaten it, among other things, he isn’t likely to actually do it.

There was an extra pep in his step as Dottore left the lab, choosing to let his experiments wait till morning in favor of going to rest with you. Normally he’d be there till sunrise the following morning, but as of late, he’s come to find that he much prefers your company at these hours. You had been extra difficult with his segments tonight, at least that was what they had told him, so they went ahead and administered some ‘medication’ to help you relax. It was a special formula Dottore had made for you and you alone, it was strong enough to keep you incapacitated till morning while also not making you weak enough that you needed assistance in breathing.  Kicking open the door to your bedroom, he was pleased to see you laying there, staring at him with tear-riddled eyes, small wet streaks running down your cheeks from the crying onslaught you had subjected yourself to. Oh dear, if only you knew how much this sight made his heart flutter.

If you never grow accustomed to Dottore’s presence, it’s not a worry, he honestly thinks it’s cute that you hate him so much. His heart is set aflutter when he sees how terrified you are of him, he thinks it’s just so adorable. I mean, everyone already hates him, thousands have nightmares of the things he’s done, but you, there’s something about you specifically that has him hooked. He can’t ever let you go.

[yourheart-inmyhands]

hellllllllloooo your writing is great. Might I request the scared reader that you did but with Scara?

ah this was such an interesting request! i went a little more along the route of Wanderer instead of Scara but if you'd like Scaramouche, when he was in his fatui phase, i can always write that as well :D

Warning: this post contains yandere-themes, including implied being held against ones will, implied kidnapping, implied forced Stockholm syndrome, restrictions around food and meals, and other potential topics. Please read at your own risk!

If this was pre-erasure then Scaramouche would understand, he’s got a reputation, he’s known for things, regardless of how much he’s come to regret them. If this were post-erasure though, it would be a whole different story. He understands that while he has lost the intimidating, scary reputation he once had, he’s in turn taken on a mysterious, unknown one. 

He doesn’t like that you’re scared of him, especially when there’s nothing to be afraid of. Wanderer finds himself angry and confused, he doesn’t know how to make you stop being afraid of him, he can only remember how to be feared, desperate to avoid getting hurt again. And it’s not like he can just go around asking how to make you get over your silly fears. He spends a lot of time pacing around the room he keeps you in, muttering to himself and making exaggerated hand gestures. It takes him a while to come up with a plan, one that he really thinks will work, but when he does finally have his plan together, it’s impossible to change his mind on it.

It’s not his greatest plan, hell it wasn’t even a good plan, but it was the only thing he could see actually working. It’s slow at first, barely noticeable when he starts cutting back on your meals, serving slightly smaller and smaller sections each time until it becomes too obvious to ignore. He restricts you to the single room even more so than before. No more free range of the home, no more looking out the windows or even going to the nice bathroom, now if you have to go, you use the bucket. Wanderer plans to slowly break you down until you cave, begging and crying and pleading, saying you’ll do anything for some more food, for a proper bathroom, for some sunlight. 

He stands in the corner, watching as you stare at the plated meal in front of you. It could hardly be considered a proper meal, barely enough to feed a young child, it would certainly not be enough to satiate you, and he knows that. Wanderer gives you just enough to keep you from falling ill, but so little that your stomach crawls in hunger, hands clutching at your sides as you lay awake, praying for it to settle just long enough to get some sleep. He may not be a human, but he certainly understands how they work, he knows what they crave most and what depriving them of basic needs will do. 

“I could get you more if you’d like.” He sees the way you stare at him, like he’d grown three more heads, and it makes a small part of his chest tingle in excitement. Wanderer can see you hesitate, wanting more but knowing the price it comes at, the tears that well in your eyes as your head hangs low, a small nod leaving you.

He’s practically vibrating in excitement when you finally give in, letting him hold you close without fighting in exchange for more food. From there it continues to escalate, no longer does he wait for you to give in, instead he slowly starts returning things to normal and being as close and affectionate with you as he desires. If you should go back to fighting and screaming again then you can expect him to remove all your ‘privileges’ again. Wanderer will repeat the process over and over again until you give in for a final time, even if it breaks you.

[yourheart-inmyhands]

Hello, I enjoy your writing very much. I would like to politely request a few general headcannons for yandere Albedo. Have a good rest of your morning, noon, or evening and remember to rest well!^-^

ah thank you so much for requesting this! I love Albedo but I don't talk about him enough, so excited to finally have him as well :D

Warning: this post contains yandere-themes, including obsessive behaviors, reader being the subject of experiments, and other potential topics. Please read at your own risk!

Albedo as a yandere is someone to be careful of, not because he’s dangerous, but because of his lack of human emotion. While he can feel to a certain degree, only strong or overpowering emotions have a real effect on him, general and small feelings aren’t enough to elicit a reaction from him. Because of this, he tends to push a lot farther with his punishments when you act out or misbehave.

Albedo is also very sweet though, what he lacks in feeling he makes up for in affection. He’s always watching and paying attention to what you do, buying you the pretty thing you saw in the shop a few days prior but left behind because you didn’t have enough mora on hand. Changing a recipe or cooking method because you didn’t like how he made something. It’s all the little things that he pays the closest attention to, it’s the things he finds himself liking most about you.

One thing Albedo excels at is his alchemy, and while he has Sucrose, who is his assistant, he doesn’t exactly have any subjects. Jean has already barred him from using the citizens of Mondstat without them giving explicit consent, so oftentimes if he knows it won’t be harmless, he’ll use you. It’s never anything bad, a potion to increase someone’s speed, to accelerate healing, and other random things. 

Albedo feels bad for being away in Dragonspine all the time, but unfortunately, it’s not as safe up there for you as it is for him. The cold doesn’t affect him in the same way it affects humans, so while he will bring you up on occasion, he prefers that you stay home and wait for him, even if it means not seeing you for a few days.

While Albedo struggles with the emotional aspect of relationships, he’s also very good with the physical aspect. He understands affection and will actively seek it out whenever you're around. He can feel this, it’s easier to understand because there is something to understand. He’s not super affectionate, usually just hand-holding is enough for him, but when the two of you are alone he likes to hug and cuddle you a little closer. 

[yourheart-inmyhands]

Hellow hellow (⁠☆⁠▽⁠☆⁠)

May I request yandere zhongli, diluc and possibly neuvilette with reader who's a talented musician that often like to play alone and doesn't want anyone finding about their hobby?

ah this was such a cute ask! i've never played an instrument aside from the recorder i was forced to learn in 4th grade so i apologize if this isn't super accurate :D

Warning: this post contains yandere-themes, including delusional behaviors, honestly the guys are pretty sweet here, and other potential topics. Please read at your own risk!

Diluc:

Being a bit of a musician himself, Diluc can understand the desire to be alone. He won’t ever intrude on your alone time, allowing you a room to yourself with whatever instruments and setup you’d like. He makes sure to let all the staff know to not bother you while you are there. If you’d like he’d even be willing to set up a lock on the door so that no one can enter, so long as he is allowed a key.

If you should ever change your mind and ask Diluc to join you for some music, he’d be more than happy to comply. He knows quite a few different instruments so he’s happy to partner up as whatever you ask of him as well.

A soft smile graces Diluc’s face as he hears the music start-up in another room. You were back to practicing again, working away at a particular piece that had been troubling you lately. Normally he wouldn’t seem so happy about your mess-ups, but he thought your dedication to the instruments to be endearing. It reminded him a bit of himself when he was young, before he had taken over the winery business unexpectedly. He had offered to play the piece with you a handful of times over dinner, but your polite refusal each time was enough to keep him from simply forcing his way in. He didn’t want to disturb the one thing you seemed to enjoy so thoroughly. 

Zhongli:

Zhongli was never much of a musician, he preferred books and literature over the finer arts. That doesn’t mean he doesn’t appreciate them though. He does dampen a bit when you deny him the access of watching you play, insisting that you prefer to be alone, but he relents regardless. His keen hearing from across the home-like cave was enough for now.

Instead, Zhongli offers his support in the form of sheet music, going out of his way to obtain obscure or new sheet music for you in the style that you like so that you never run out of new melodies. It’s a simple act of appreciation for your gifts, if he could write any himself he’d have done so as well, but his ear for music wasn’t as fine-tuned as yours. 

Zhongli pauses in his reading for a moment, his ears adjusting to the slightest tune echoing through the cave. It was barely there, but enough for him to hear. It seemed as though you were playing quietly today. It’s another moment that passes before he places a marker into his book, setting it aside before rising from his chair. He couldn’t explain it but your music always seemed to inspire him to get up and do something. Typically it was cooking, with him making a light meal or snack to bring to you when it sounded like you were taking a break. It helped to hear that you were playing the newest sheet music he had brought you. He didn’t know much about music aside from how to read notes on a paper, but there was something about that one specifically that just reminded him so dearly of you.

Neuvillette:

Neuvillette has always admired music, but his mind was more focused on the law and justice system, he had never really had time to explore that interest. When he finds out about your talent in that field, he at first is hesitant to ask you to teach him. He doesn’t want to bother you especially after you confessed that you prefer to play alone. So instead he listens silently from the next room over, replaying the melodies over and over in his head as he tries to teach himself an instrument.

It’s sweet, the way Neuvillette is always keeping you up to date with things. Always making sure your instruments are in proper working order and that anything you need for them is easily available. He had learned about instrument care as soon as he started trying to learn, and because you don’t leave the house often he makes sure to pick things up that he thinks you might need while he’s out. 

He doesn’t say anything to you as he silently enters the room, noticing how you paused mid-line, turning to look at him. He just offers a warm smile, walking over to you quietly before sliding your music stand away. It takes a moment to realize what he’s doing as he slides a brand new one into place, carefully moving your sheet music from the old one to the new one. “I apologize for disrupting, please continue.” He gives a polite bow of his head before turning to leave, taking the old music stand with him. You weren’t sure how he knew that you needed a new one, since the old one had a problem with staying extended to the height you wanted it, but silently, you were thankful. 

[yourheart-inmyhands]

Hello again! I'm just here to send u another request :P

Could I get Raiden, Focalors, Venti, and the Abyss Princess Lumine for the same request I had for critically injured reader?

Thank you!!

🍌anon

hi tysm for the request! i don't write for lumine unfortunately, she's marked as discontinued on my list since i felt it was difficult to write for someone who is meant to be diverse for each player. so sorry and i hope it doesn't stop you from requesting in the future :D <3

Warning: this post contains yandere-themes, including obsessive behaviors, self blaming behaviors, mentions of falling from great heights, lots of talk of reader being injured/in hospital, and other potential topics. Please read at your own risk!

Raiden:

Raiden was always a little cold, a little distant and standoffish. She didn’t mean any harm by it, she was simply busy and didn’t have a lot of free time for you, even if she wished she had. Staring at you now, her trembling hands holding you tight as she tries to find the source of the bleeding, trying to stop it, trying to do anything. In this moment, Raiden feels the crushing weight of her actions, feels the suffocating pressure of not having loved you enough.

If you died in this moment, protecting her from some daring individuals in Inazuma despite the fact she could easily have protected herself, Raiden would never forgive herself. She’s grateful that you don’t die, nearly bleeding out and being in a medically induced coma aren’t great, but you aren’t dead. It’s in this moment that Raiden is grateful for her immortality, for she can sit eternally by your bedside, waiting for you to wake up.

It nearly makes Raiden sick to see you laid out on a bed like that, far too many machines making noises, more bandages than skin visible. It’s enough to have her flinching, unsure that this was even you anymore. But her heart knows it’s you, and it aches at the sight of the damage it has caused. Raiden finds herself thankful that she isn’t required to sleep, eat, or do any other basic necessities, it gives her more time to sit at your bedside, talking to you and waiting for you to wake up, if you ever do that is. She knows it isn’t enough to make up for all the time she’s thrown away, but as she sits there, staring at her hands in her lap, too nervous to touch you in case she causes more damage, she can’t help but feel like it’s at least a step in the right direction.

Furina:

Furina wasn’t a neglectful lover by any means, and after losing her divinity, she had even more time to spend with you. Except she didn’t, why she did her best to put on a brave, happy face, she was depressed. She needed time to heal and found herself accidentally shutting you out of that healing process. Furina was grateful for your loyalty though, staying around and making sure she continued to care for herself.

That was exactly what led to the accident though. While cooking food for the two of you in her kitchen, something went wrong with the stove, causing a small explosion in the kitchen and setting fire to everything in sight it could reach. Furina was able to get you both out of there, but she hadn’t been able to stop the explosion, leaving you in a critical state.

Standing just outside your room, watching as the Melusines change your bandages and mutter amongst themselves about your condition, Furina can only blame herself. If she hadn’t been so depressed, if she had done the cooking for once, if she- if she just- her thoughts become muddled with more self-loathing and blame, her gaze unfocused until a Melusine approaches. The small creatures had tried to coax her into the room numerous times, telling her that it was ok to sit beside your bed and that you couldn’t feel any pain right now. Furina politely refused every time. She didn’t feel she deserved to sit or even stand near you. She didn’t think she even deserved to stand outside your room, but she couldn’t stand to be apart from you until she knew you were ok. 

Venti: 

Gliding from the mountaintop was supposed to be a fun little date between the two of you. The gentle breeze coaxing you from the cliffside down to the sprawling fields below, it was supposed to be fun. Venti even went out and bought you both new gliders, ones that matched. It was cute and fun, up until yours broke. He wasn’t sure how, but one of the wings managed to disconnect from the other, leaving you wobbling before the winds turned against you, tipping you over and sending you plummeting.

He could only react so fast, hastily trying to unclip his own glider so that he could go after you. Venti hadn’t even thought about using the power of the wind, he was panicking, wasn’t thinking straight. He couldn’t wrap his brain around the fact that you were actually falling. The sickening crunch was enough to snap him out of his panic, allowing him to finally unsecure his own wings and drop down. He didn’t take any damage though, landing safely thanks to the wind.

Rushing you to Mondstat felt longer than it took, it really had only been a few minutes, but it felt like hours. You were laid on a cot in the Cathedral, all the sisters rushing about trying to help you. Several of your bones had been broken and Sister Barbara was doing her best to heal them. Grand Master Jean even came to help, taking shifts with her sister to give the younger girl some rest. It seemed as though all of Mondstat came to your aid, with the Librarian and Alchemist of the Knights working together to find some sort of healing potion. Everyone was doing something, except Venti. He sat on the roof of the building, crying and cursing his own name. He prayed that Celestia would take his remaining divinity, that they would cut him off and grant him humanity, grant him death. Venti was to blame for this, it had been his idea, he hadn’t reacted fast enough to catch you with the wind. He was sure you were going to hate him after this. 

[yourheart-inmyhands]

Could you do something with Dan Heng IL who has a darling who is specifically scared of his dragon form? Thanks :DDDD🙂

ah this was such a cute request! tysm <3

Warning: this post contains yandere-themes, including forced affection, obsessive behaviors, and other potential topics. Please read at your own risk!

It hurts a little bit, to see you so scared when he’s in his dragon form, a huge part of who he is, but he doesn’t blame you either. Imbibitor tries to get you adjusted to it, starting off small by simply being in the same room together while he’s in his dragon form. From there he slowly escalates things. It’s a bit difficult, because seeing you crying and shaking in fear hurts his heart, but he reassures both of you by saying that it’s ok, that you’ll get used to it one day.

He will slowly bring his dragon self closer and closer to you over the span of a few days, getting you acclimated to the giant, looming presence bit by bit. His heart soars when he gets close enough to just barely brush his snout against your leg. He was aiming for your hands originally, but you had tucked them up close to your chest, cradling them close to you to avoid touching him just yet. That’s ok though, progress isn’t always fast or loud.

It takes everything in him to not just scoop you up and wrap himself around you every time he sees you, the cravings and callings of his inner dragon pleading to coddle and protect the soft little human. He has to satiate himself by promising that thought will happen one day, but it’s not enough. Imbibitor finds himself sat at your bedside, checking that you’re asleep before transforming into a dragon, nuzzling against you in your sleep. It’s all he can do to keep himself sane, to keep himself from scaring you to death when you’re awake.

Imbibitor is waiting for the day you finally allow him to properly cuddle up to you while he’s in dragon form, to let his winding, weaving form coil around you and protect you. You’re his precious, he needs to have you close at all times, to always protect you and ensure you are safe. 

If you should never willingly give in and work to get over your fear, you can expect him to get tired and simply force it upon you regardless of how much you cry and scream and plead for him to leave you alone. It hurts to hear, and he certainly feels a little bad, but you can’t expect him to simply be ok with never loving on you. He craves the affection as badly as you fear him. It’s ok though, you’ll learn to love it as much as he does, he promises. 

[yourheart-inmyhands]

How do I explain to my teacher that my rabbit ate my hw??😭

I- i have no clue?? Lie and say a family member died and you need an extension or maybe just redo it??? I haven't been in school in years y'all ;v;

[yourheart-inmyhands]

Being a little lovesick puppy for the tsarissa ;3

i need more request for the tsaritsa!! she's such a cool character and i can't wait until we get more content of her!! :D

Warning: this post contains yandere-themes, including delusional behaviors, obsessive behaviors, and other potential topics. Please reader at your own risk!

The Tsaritsa couldn’t be more in love with you, watching you fall to your knees in front of her, staring up at her like she’s the only thing in the world that matters to you. It’s enough to dangerously inflate her ego, to think that she’s so important to someone that they would dedicate their entire life to loving her. She loves you back just as dearly though, doting on you as much as time allows.

While you are not permitted to sit on the throne with her, you can certainly sit in the smaller, less grand chair she had made for you and set next to her throne. She likes the company, adoring the lovestruck look in your eyes as she prattles on about her latest plans for world domination. It’s cute, she thinks, the way you care so little about her schemes, worried more about her happiness.

“And then, when I seize control of Sumeru, I’ll begin moving into Fontaine.” She doesn’t go into too much detail, but she gives you just enough to test the waters, to see if your love and devotion to her will waver in any way. It doesn’t though, regardless of what she says, who she threatens, or what orders she gives out, you always come crawling back, like a puppy searching for its mother. 

The Tsaritsa almost sees you like a little pet, one that she dresses up, spoils, buys unnecessary things for. Despite what some of her Harbingers tell her, she simply can’t help herself. She comes to adore your smile, to love you as dangerously as you love her. You’ve not only wormed your way into her life and her heart, but you’ve warmed a small part of it too.

Only to you does she show such kindness and warmth. It’s a strange sight to all, but for you, she welcomes the change. She just hopes that the fuzzy, warm, butterfly feelings she gives you never die off. She’d go crazy if she lost you now.

[yourheart-inmyhands]

Hello :3

could you do something for Yan Venti with a darling who has a speech impediment/disorder? Thanks if you can

aw this was so cute! i was a little unsure what to do so i hope you enjoy anyways :D

Warning: this post contains yandere-themes, including cruel behavior, obsessive behavior, delusional behavior, and other potential topics. Please read at your own risk!

Venti honestly doesn’t see you any differently from how he sees and reacts with others. He is always patient, giving you time to work through what you’re trying to say and acting as if it were totally normal. When others give you a hard time over it, you can expect him to jump in right away. Venti is always quick to defend you, whether you like it or not. He just wants you to know he cares about you.

He isn’t against using it against you though, if need be. If he’s upset you can expect harsh punishments based around what you struggle most with. He doesn’t enjoy it, despite what his smile says, but he sees it as necessary. It’s a way for you to grow.

“Again. Read the lines again.” Venti pointed to the paper, demanding you start over once more. This had been the fifth time he asked, insisting you keep going till you can get through the whole thing without fumbling a single word. He’d been furious when he caught you sneaking out earlier, this was his way of reprimanding you. The sting of embarrassment and humiliation was what you paid him back in, keeping you docile and compliant.

If you can’t get through the lines after a few hours, Venti is likely to move on to another form of punishment, something less targeted. He won’t apologize for making you do it, regardless of what you have or struggle with, he is always going to find a way to use it against you one way or another. He may be a strong, powerful archon, but he is by no means violent. 

If you should get through all the lines without messing up, you can expect a grand reward from Venti which includes many hugs, cuddles, kisses, and other various forms of physical affection. Everything Venti does is loud and over the top, so exaggerated affection at the smallest hint of success is to be expected from him. 

[yourheart-inmyhands]

Hi all! Sorry for no posts today, I wasn’t feeling well this week and couldn’t find any time to get some writing done. I apologize profusely for this, to make up there will be double uploads next week! I hope you all are doing well and staying safe and taking care of yourselves :D <3

[yourheart-inmyhands]

In your recent Dan Heng fic, you mentioned Himeko and Welt giving him advice for his darling… do you think you could do something with the three of them trying to “socialize” the terrified darling?

Ah this is such a cute idea! I didn’t involve the three of them together so much as I did expand the idea of Dan Heng socializing Reader, so I hope you still like it :D

Warning: this post contains yandere-themes, including implied being held against one’s will, delusional behaviors, being forcibly socialized, and other potential topics. Please read at your own risk!

Things start off fairly rough at first, with Dan Heng trying to loop you in with everyone else instantly, but your behavior and reactions made it difficult to do so. This led to a different course of socialization, wherein Dan Heng would try to slowly introduce people to you on your own terms. He allowed you time to get acclimated to the bedroom the two of you shared before looping in Himeko for help.

Her and Welt had been the two he’d gone to for advice, they were older and wiser, it was only natural Dan Heng sought them out. Himeko also has a soft, almost mothering side to her when it came to the younger individuals on the express, making her the perfect to be the first to acclimate you to.

The plan was near to perfect, once you had settled in and gotten used to Dan Heng and your new bedroom, then slowly he’d introduce the members of the express to you until you had grown accustomed to everyone. Originally he had considered PomPom as the first choice, with the conductors soft looks and chipper demeanor, but he changed his mind when considering Himeko as an option. She was kind, almost motherly to the group, and had been a huge help alongside Welt in not only getting you on board the express, but in helping him with ideas for getting you settled.

“Since you have gotten comfortable a bit, I thought now would be a good time to introduce you to Himeko.” Dan Heng stays in the room with you two the whole time, chatting with the two of you over tea as one of his hands holds yours. This would be the first of many meetings to get you used to Himeko, some of which Dan Heng would be absent for. While he adored the way you used him as a shield, he wanted you to be comfortable without him around as well.

The order of which Dan Heng introduces you to everyone starts with Himeko, followed by Welt, next comes PomPom, then March, and so on. He tries to slowly build up to the more excitable personality types, starting off with Himeko and Welt for their older, almost parently type of personalities.

When you have at least met with everyone, he starts to bring you around the express with him more. Even if he’s just going to grab himself a drink, he has you walk there with him, to help you feel more at home aboard the express. He hopes to have you walking freely like everyone else, no longer tied down to just one room. He wants you to feel at home, like he does.

[yourheart-inmyhands]

eazting your writings by the handfulll......

i remember seeing this yandere thing for baizhu, where, since hes a doctor, he always intentionally keeps you sick (not like. kill you sick, but sick enough to need his care all the time) so you start to rely on him and stuff.. if you're comfortable with the idea, i'd love to see your take on it!

ah this is such a cool concept!! i hope you enjoy this :D

Warning: this post contains yandere-themes, including being held against ones will, mentions of being poisoned, delusional behaviors, and other potential topics. Please read at your own risk!

While Baizhu is capable of doing this, he definitely does this as a last-ditch effort. He’d rather you well and dependent on him willingly instead of making you dependent on him. That isn’t to say he wouldn’t do it, because in all honesty he would, but he hesitates at first, giving you time to willingly submit to him before he puts you in that position. 

If you should continue to give him issues, thus forcing his hand, you can expect it to be in the most subtle of ways. He gifts you a bouquet of flowers that he gathered himself, only for you to fall mysteriously ill after having them in your home for a few days. Perhaps he has gone out of his way to invite you to lunch, preparing a meal by hand for you that leaves you kneeled over the toilet hours later. It’s nothing you’d ever expect to be at the fault of the sweet doctor who is often a bit sickly himself. 

It was a genius plan really, since you wanted to fuss and fight when it came to spending time with him willingly, Baizhu would simply make you instead. You hadn’t even expected it, when he invited you to have lunch with him, revealing that he’d homemade the meal and wanted your opinion on it. It was no surprise to him that a kind-hearted member of the adventurer’s guild came rushing in only hours later with you under a concerned arm.  “The cot on the right is open, you can lay them there.” Baizhu already knew what was causing your problems, but he had no intentions of curing them right away. While there was a quick, simple cure for the plant he had fed you, one not toxic enough to be lethal but just enough to hurt, he figured it was best to let you lay there and work through it with a much slower cure. He wanted you to understand what it meant to disobey him, to know what the consequences were. Baizhu knows the food trick won’t work on you twice, so he enacts other methods, using everything in his medicine cabinets to keep you just sickly enough to be pliant for him.

Baizhu is a one-of-a-kind doctor, something as simple as your first illness should have been easy for him to cure. It was everything else that followed afterward that raised concern among the locals. It seemed every other day you were falling ill with something new, eventually, they started to see less and less of you, with most of your waking hours spent at the pharmacy with Baizhu.

It’s a pity really, Baizhu would’ve loved to go foraging with you, discuss different treatments and medical ideas he’d had, and take you on as his little assistant, alongside QiQi of course. But you just had to go and spoil all his fun, now you spend your days laid out in a bed, skin looking paler than normal, bags under your eyes, always exhausted despite never getting up. It really is a shame.

[yourheart-inmyhands]

hiii! I’m currently crying because I really like the Tsaritsa but there’s no content of her! Like anywhere!! I know that you are very busy but please bear with me😅 I’m sorry if I’m bothering you btw 😢

what if Yandere!Tsaritsa has a lover who loves to cause trouble/hates the Fatui. It’s to the point she can’t maintain them, do you think she’ll ask her harbingers for help? Like have the 9th bribe them with money in order to keep them away from going on with their evil villain schemes 😈(just that they’re trapped in the middle of nowhere and don’t have much freedom..) or just have a harbinger check up on the Tsaritsa s’ s/o each once in a while

by the way, I feel like I may come here a lot (I normally do, but I don’t request) so can I be 👛 anon? 🙏🙏 thank you for reading, I know this was trashy (it’s my first time requesting 😭)

Hi i'm sorry it took a bit to get to this, i was worried about not being able to do good enough and wanted to make sure i could do your request justice! if you're still interested in being an anon for my blog i would love to have you :D

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

While she isn’t against asking the Harbingers to get you under control, she prefers to handle you herself. The Tsaritsa knew what kind of responsibilities she’d be taking on when deciding she wanted you, and thus she tries to avoid relying on them. At first, she tried to mitigate any negative feelings between you and her Harbingers by having you attend meetings with her, Fatui-related events, and other such things, but she has quickly learned it’s better to leave you in your shared bedroom and deal with any attitude when she returns home. 

During times when she has to be away from Zapolyarny palace or outside of Snezhnaya and can’t bring you, she’ll task one of her dear Harbingers with your care. It’s usually Pantalone or Capitano, Pierro is generally too busy, Pucinella is too easy on you, and the others have quirks of their own that she doesn’t hold high faith in. 

Long, slim fingers brush through the strands of your hair, tucking back any loose pieces and fixing the parting as she mulls over a thought in her mind. The Tsaritsa knows she has only another hour or so with you before she has to set off again, leaving you in the capable hands of her dear Harbinger Capitano. She hasn’t yet broken the news to you, knowing you’ll pitch a fit that is better dealt with by giving you space to lash out. She’d chosen Capitano this time specifically because you’d been extra testy lately, plotting escapes and trying to fight some of the lower-ranked guards posted outside your door. The large man could take quite a beating and she was hoping he’d be up for the challenge of your care. “My sweet Snowball, I’ve neglected to inform you until this point, but I have to leave Snezhnaya for some time. A minor god has appeared in a nearby nation and sparked trouble, Celestia has requested I step in to assist in handling them.” Her fingers pause in your hair for a moment before pulling away, allowing you a moment to process what she has told you. 

As much as she hates to do it, she often lies to you about where she’s going or why she has to be out of Snezhnaya. The Tsaritsa knows of your dislike for the Fatui and their motives, but she cannot simply halt her plan because you are heartbroken over it. Thus, she often will tell you false information, playing the part of the darling Archon that Celestia expects of her, but only in front of you.

Really, she rarely leaves Snezhnaya, often traveling to different parts of her nation to handle difficult tasks that the calloused hands of her Harbingers are not capable of. She has on occasion ventured out of the controlled walls of her nation, daring to visit neighboring ones in search of valuable items or materials, but she prefers to stay in Snezhnaya. While she may be powerful and well capable of defending herself, she sleeps easier at night knowing that you are within the same nation as her.

[yourheart-inmyhands]

Hello my dear friend <3

It's been dreary here, it's made me think of you. What is your favorite type of weather, if you have one. I personally romanticize sitting on the porch under the awning while listening to the sound of rain, the cool wind caressing my hair and kissing my skin. If I said I had snacks, would you join me?

Always yours, Blood🩸anon

I personally prefer the rain as well, the gentle pattering is soothing to the mind. There's always a lot going on up there, especially when it comes to the topic of you. You should know you need not snacks to tempt me, the offer alone is enough to have me pleading for you company. Oh how I long for your attention <3

[yourheart-inmyhands]

hey! question/something you could turn into a concept if you wish. do you think yandere scaramouche (fatui era) would act differently than yandere wanderer? or do you think they'd act generally the same? it's so interesting to see peoples interpretations of different versions of scara lol :3

ah this was such a fun concept, i could talk endlessly about the differences between them but i kept it short and sweet for now! i hope you enjoy :D

Warning: this post contains yandere-themes, including verbal abuse, scaramouche being a douche, delusional behaviors, and other potential topics. Please read at your own risk!

There are very noticeable differences between Scaramouche and Wanderer and some that only those close would pick up on. For one, Scaramouche always walked with confidence, drawing attention to himself and commanding everyone’s eyes, Wanderer now prefers a different approach, lingering on the sidelines and watching others, observing.

Scaramouche’s porcelain was pristine, his cracks repaired and his joints flawless. Wanderer is rougher, some small hairline fractures and other larger chunks missing from different parts of him, patched over with bandages for the time being. His joints are no better, with him always in the forest he’s prone to getting dirt and rocks in them, making it not only difficult but also painful to move them. He often has to get assistance in cleaning them.

Those are some of the more noticeable ones, but less noticeable ones are how they would speak to a darling. Scaramouche is rough, standoffish to ensure he isn’t abandoned once more, left behind and forgotten again. Wanderer is snarky, a bit rude, but there’s less of an edge to it. He’s snippy to maintain a facade, not wanting others to see how soft he’s gone despite him being wiped from everyone’s memory. 

“You disgusting waste of space, you should be grateful I even spare you a minute of my time. Honestly, what purpose do you serve aside from keeping my bed warm? Pathetic.” Scaramouche doesn’t even look at you as he scoffs out insult after insult, his focus on himself in the mirror as he looks over a crack he’d recently gotten. He’d have to go to that wretched doctor to get it fixed, couldn’t go around looking broken, looking weak.

“You’re in my way, move before I make you.” The crossing of his arms and the annoyed, melodramatic tone of his voice are enough to move you away from the bookcase. Your eyes are wide, an apology caught in your throat as he huffs, grabs a book off the shelf without even pausing to look before stalking off again. It was like he’d done this before. As he walks off though, you can’t help but notice the strange way he moves, his left leg swings strangely, like there was something stopping it from bending all the way when he lifts it. Strange.

Neither are particularly nice or sweet, but you’re more likely to get Wanderer to warm up to you than Scaramouche. The cold-hearted puppet that was a Fatui member didn’t need anyone, nor did he want them, he only wanted power, wanted to be recognized for what he was and what he could do. Wanderer isn’t after that, he’s looking for himself in the trees, hoping that by rescuing another lost child, eliminating a camp of bandits, freeing one more Rishboland tiger from an illegal trap will tell him something. Will give him some hint or clue as to what he was really made for. 

Scaramouche works best with a willing darling who is ok with being pushed around, ignored, and verbally degraded. He won’t ever say he loves you, won’t coddle you when you cry or get hurt, won’t buy you gifts or make things for you. But he always returns to bed with you at night, laying beside you as he watches you sleep. He’s above it, but there’s a comfort in watching you sleep, a time where he can just shut his mind down and pretend he’s nothing and no one.

Wanderer works best with a darling who is a little more forceful in asserting themselves, showing up at the bookstore he frequents, following him into the forest to see what he’s up to, asking around about him until word gets back to him and he confronts you about it. It takes a long time for him to open up to you, even more so before he starts to seek you out himself, but slowly he grows to become as much a part of your life as you have his. And he doesn’t entirely hate it.

[yourheart-inmyhands]

Hello friend!

Would it be alright if I request some angst content with the Archons + Neuvi + Arlecchino where the darling is injured to a lethal extent, where they are hanging by a thread (your choice if it was self-given or otherwise).

Maybe some of them took darling's company and time for granted so having them be so close to gone is like a wake up call to them, and they become 10x more overbearing, and perhaps a little loving? Thank you!!!

🍌anon

Hi thank you so much for the request! Unfortunately I don't really do more than 3-4 characters in one post anymore so I did half the characters you asked for, but you are 100% free to send in another request for the others <3 I hope you enjoy :D

Warning: this post contains yandere-themes, including mentions of violence, mentions of delusional behavior, mentions of reader being sick, hurt, and otherwise injured, and other potential topics. Please read at your own risk.

Arlecchino:

Arlecchino might be a bit cold and standoffish, but she was never a cruel lover. She just didn’t trust herself to get any closer to you than she was. She’d sleep in the same bed as you at night, buy you gifts, and eat meals with you, but affection was a difficult thing to get from her. Arlecchino has feared being close to someone not because she doesn’t want to be loved, but because she doesn’t want to experience any more loss in her life.

She thought that by keeping you at arm’s length she could protect you, but in fact, she had been wrong. Sitting by your bedside, ears blocking out the dull beeping of your monitors as she stares. Not at your face, she can’t bring herself to look at your gorgeous features after letting you get this hurt, but instead, she stares at your hand. It lays limp on top of the bed sheets, and as much as Arlecchino hates to admit it, she wants nothing more than to hold it right now.

It’s almost as painful as the first time she saw you all bandaged up, wires all over you as you lay on the bed, looking more so asleep than in the coma the doctor said you were in. The desire to hold your hand, it made her fingers twitch, her nose scrunch and her heart hurt. Arlecchino loved you, undoubtedly, but she just couldn’t bring herself to be affectionate with you on this level. Against her will though, her hand seems to move on its own, creeping up the side of the bed and gently scooping up your limp one. Arlecchino was never one to cry, a barely audible curse leaving her lips as she bites them, trying to steady their trembling as she turns her head, blinking away the building tears. She hated crying, but she hated even more that this was the first time she’d ever held your hand, a time when you couldn’t even return it, couldn’t even be awake to feel it.

Neuvillette:

Neuvillette is distraught, both because of how long it took him to notice how bad your cold had been getting and because he didn’t even notice till a small hoard of angry melusines stormed his office. It wasn’t like he was trying to be ignorant, he had just been busy and figured that you’d get over your cold soon. Humans are strong and resilient, a mere cold shouldn’t be that difficult, especially with some melusines caring for you.

He had rushed home immediately, finding you curled up under a mass of blankets and yet still shivering, a gathering of melusines around you fussing and frantic over your continuous decline. While Neuvillette wanted to reassure them that you’d be alright, looking at you in this moment, he couldn’t even reassure himself of that.

A week had passed since Neuvillette had rushed home, refusing to return to his office until you had made a full recovery. He spent most of the day laying in bed with you, helping to keep you warm by holding you close, his natural body temperature being higher than humans helped greatly with this. He wasn’t worried about catching your cold, dragons had much hardier immune systems, but he was worried about your slow recovery rate. Even with the gracious help of the melusines, you had rapidly declined before he came around to ensure you were recovering. A small part of him wonders what it was that was making you worse, he knew the care the melusines provided was above and beyond what he could do himself. The small part of him that doesn’t know hides the smaller part that does know what was wrong, that small bit of denial that his ignorance was making you worse.

Zhongli:

It had been a long time since Zhongli last felt the warm, sticky feeling of blood on his hands, the front of his suit splattered in it and his polearm drenched in it. Despite having once been the war god, it was never something Zhongli enjoyed, which was why he made the change to the god of contracts. Yet in this moment, he couldn’t refrain from the violent nature that lurked within him. 

Seeing you crumpled on the ground, an ever-growing puddle of blood beneath you as a gathering of treasure hoarders laughed and stalked off, hands holding belongings stolen from the innocent citizens of Liyue, you included. It left a gross feeling in his chest, a sickening, growing rage that he couldn’t dismiss. His first move was to evaluate your condition, making sure you were stable before demanding Xiao, his most treasured Adeptus, take you to the Bubu pharmacy. His second course of action was to summon his polearm, following the obvious trail the attackers had left behind.

Zhongli didn’t even bother to clean up before going to visit you, his once pristine image now stained as he stalked into the pharmacy. He was covered in dried red, yet not a spec was his. He didn’t even need directions to know where you were, silently walking over to the cot you were laid on, pulling up a chair to sit beside you as he nodded in regards to the doctor himself, Baizhu. There weren't many in Liyue that Zhongli trusted to treat his beloved well, but Baizhu he knew was a capable doctor. Looking at Xiao, who stood silently in the corner, watching over you till Zhongli arrived, the tall man dismissed the Yaksha, who knew exactly what mess he was being asked to clean up. It was in this moment, watching skilled hands drag a needle through your delicate skin, stitching up wound after wound, that Zhongli swore he’d never leave your side, not even for a moment. He couldn’t lose you.