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Hey! what about the reader as the twelfth harbinger without vision but with a strange power associated with darkness and hell, the reader is strong and attractive due to their elegance and fluidity. and I think that Dottora will be interested in the nature of the power of the reader, and Pantalona will be interested in their aesthetics and the fact that they have no vision (⁠＾⁠∇⁠＾⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠♪

Hey! Here's your request, hope you like it!! It's written in Reader's POV

GN!reader becoming the Twelfth Harbinger

Warnings: none

A Duel for The Power

"Hmph, you keep insisting all over again on becoming a Harbinger, Y/N."

Pierrot said to me, in his large and ostentatiously decorated office. I, sitting in front of his desk, crossed my leg with a grin, folded my hands together and gave him a defiant gaze.

"That's right."

Hearing the determination in my voice, Pierrot simply closed his eyes, assessing his options.

"We can't kick any of the current Harbingers out just so you can take their place, Y/N. They all have very important tasks at the moment, I hope you understand. Maybe in a while." He answered, piercing through my eyes with his gaze.

Ah, so that was it. Luckily, at that moment I had an idea.

"And why not having a twelfth Harbinger?"

He suddenly paused, lifting one eyebrow. Hearing my sentence, Pierrot chuckled, looking at me in disbelief. He leaned on his seat and put a hand on his chin.

"Excuse me?"

Despite his attitude, I did not waver.

"I could be the new twelfth Harbinger. I don't see why there have to be only eleven."

Pierrot laughed more loudly this time and shook his head in amusement, closing his eyes.

"Let's see, you've got some nerve. You know what your suggestion implies, right?"

I nodded, even if I didn't know exactly what he meant. Faltering now was the worse mistake I could make. I knew what I was getting myself into, and I would give anything to become one of the Harbingers. As soon as possible.

Pierrot gave me a puzzled look, his gaze lost, thinking about what I had just told him.

"Well, The Tsaritsa is sure to be entertained by this situation. Very well."

Putting his hands on the armrests, he rose from his comfortable chair behind the desk and walked with slow steps to one side of the room, where a window was. Raising a hand, he pointed into the distance.

"See that building over there?"

Without getting up, I looked out the window as well. In the distance I could make out one of the old castles owned by the Fatui. That was where Il Dottore conducted most of his operations, and where Pantalone resided from time to time.

"Tomorrow you will have a duel there with the Eleventh. If you manage to knock him out, we'll make you the Twelfth Harbinger. If you kill him, well, you'll have his same fate."

...

That was the conversation I had with Pierrot the day before. Now I was in front of the castle he mentioned, in front of which there were several fancy carriages parked with their respective drivers, probably belonging to the Harbingers who came to watch the fight. A guard approached me and led me inside with a gesture.

Upon opening the large castle gate, I was greeted by an entrance hall full of doors leading to various corridors. In the stairwells there were bookshelves with countless books, and behind those shelves, another door as well.

The guard escorted me through one of the corridors until we reached a staircase. We went down, into the pitch black darkness. When the guard stopped, so did I - I couldn't see a thing because of how dark it was. I heard the guard slide a key into the lock of a door in front of us and open it. As he did so, I was startled by the light behind it.

The first thing that greeted me was the unbearable stink that laid behind the door.

"Come in, your opponent awaits you."

At the guard's words, I took a few steps towards what laid behind the door. A round arena set in a well-lit pit, which despite the light, emanated some kind of gloomy atmosphere. Looking up, I could see all the Harbingers behind a large handrail surrounding the pit. Except for the Eleventh.

I took a small glance at some shadows that I could glimpse above my head. Metal cages hanging from chains.

I palmed the sword at my hip and looked ahead of me, where there was a still closed door. Then, with a serious expression, I stepped further in, almost to the centre.

"Well, well, this is going to get interesting" I heard Il Dottore's voice somewhere over the pit.

"You look pretty confident, might as well put you in a fight against a Ruin Guardian to see if you keeps that proud expression" I heard the voice of.... Il Dottore again?

I looked up, only to find that Il Dottore was now accompanied by one of his Segments, the one with the black and white mask. I had never seen him, but I had heard about him from other Fatui staff. Pantalone was with him as well. As I looked at them, the older Dottore waved to me.

Then I heard a noise coming from across the arena. The previously closed door had opened, and behind it appeared the Eleventh. He started walking towards me with slow steps, spinning a polearm in his hands.

"Well, it looks like it's going to be an interesting fight. I won't hold back."

He released his Delusion right after saying that, and suddenly charged towards me. It was my moment to shine.

I gripped my sword tightly, frowning, and focused on releasing my own power as well. A power of my own, belonging to my body, not to any Vision or Delusion.

I dodged the Eleventh's attack, and my sword was already surrounded by jet-black lightning which embraced my body as well, causing a glow across the arena. I felt faster. Stronger. More agile.

"Hm? I've never seen a power of the kind before," commented the older Dottore as he watched the fight.

After dodging the Eleventh, I charged towards him with quick, graceful movements, but he managed to dodge me as well. Our combat, at least on my part, seemed more like a royal dance than a fight for my position as a Harbinger.

"What an elegant fighting style," Pantalone commented, waiting for Il Dottore's response.

"Notice, there's no vision except for Tartaglia's here. Nor have we provided Y/N with any Delusion."

"Is that so?"

Pantalone took a better look at me this time, scanning my entire attire in the mess of dark and violet lightning in which Tartaglia and I found ourselves.

"Well, it's true, I can't see a Vision in Y/N's attire."

"Well, we know what's Y/N gonna get if the Eleventh dies in the duel. We better get prepared, because at this rate..." Il Dottore's youngest Segment spoke, tapping a syringe in his hand that contained a lethal liquid, capable of killing an adult in minutes.

"You're not going to prick that, Delta. I will if it comes to it."

The younger, Delta, put a bothered expression.

"Oh, come on!"

A loud clatter distracted them from their little argument. Looking back towards the arena, they saw Tartaglia sliding backwards in the floor until he hit a wall. He quickly pulled himself together again.

"Looks like I'll have to unleash my full power against you, Y/N."

Then, Tartaglia began to unleash the final form of his Delusion. I simply approached him with slow, graceful steps; a foot in front of the other, holding my sword at my side. I was completely surrounded by those dark rays of my power, which were capable of burning and made the general temperature of the arena rise significantly.

"Here comes the interesting part."

Pantalone was still watching the duel, with an attentive expression instead of his usual smile. Not him nor any of the Dottores that were present were able to take their gazes off me.

"Where did Y/N get that power from, if not from a Vision?" the ninth asked.

"I would like to do more research on the subject, really. Maybe something to do with the Abyss? With Celestia?" The excitement was obvious on the older Dottore's face.

"Even though Tartaglia is giving his all, Y/N still fights with unusual grace, as if it costs nothing." Pantalone commented again.

Finally, I saw the opportunity to leap at Tartaglia, still in his last Delusion form, and hit him in the back of his neck with the handle of my sword. A heavy blow, from which he immediately fell to the ground. I had found his weak spot.

After he had fallen, the whole arena went silent. I put my feet back on the ground, my expression impassive as I approached him. The power of his Delusion lessened, returning him to his normal form. I rested a hand on his back to check his breathing.

"He's not dead."

Then, I heard one of the Harbingers begin to clap slowly in the silence of the arena. I looked in the direction of the sound, only to see Dottore with an amused expression on his face.

"You managed to knock out the Eleventh without killing him in a matter of a few minutes. Impressive, indeed."

I could spot the interest in the shine of his eyes.

Then, I heard Pierrot's voice from the opposite direction.

"Well, Y/N, congratulations. You have passed the challenge. We may make you the Twelfth Harbinger."

I looked at him in disbelief at his words. As easy as that? I held back the urge to cry with happiness, keeping my cool, and simply nodded without smiling.

"Thank you for the opportunity."

Pantalone laughed a little and commented quietly to Dottore:

"Y/N doesn't even look excited. Surprising."

So, I turned around and went down the stairs that led me to the arena beforehand.

Here began my future as Twelfth Harbinger.

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Arlecchino with a clingy and loving girlfriend (who will absolutely embarrass her in front of the other harbingers)

Here's your request~. I made it as headcanons because I thought it'd fit the idea better, hope you like it!

Arlecchino x GN! Reader (Headcanons)

Warnings: none

Clingy S/O Headcanons

- When Arlecchino had work to do, you stayed with the children at the orphanage. You used to read them stories, play with them, and things like that: basically keeping them entertained.

- In the orphanage, the education (indoctrination) was quite harsh: all the children had to go silently to the entrance hall to greet and bow before one of the Harbingers if they decided to make an appearance.

- Most of the time, this Harbinger was Arlecchino. Whenever she was about to arrive, someone from the orphanage staff would come to the room where you were with the children to initiate the whole protocol.

- Then, all the children would come out and bow in the entrance hall before Arlecchino, who would scan each of the children's faces with her gaze. Her expression at those moments had a surprising hint of gentleness.

- And normally, every time that happened and you were in the orphanage, you walked quickly with the biggest smile on your face to hug Arlecchino. Did you care that the children were watching? No, not at all.

- "Love, I've told you a thousand times not to do that in front of the children" Arlecchino said as you hugged her with your head on her chest. Yet, despite her words, she gently stroked your hair with her blackened hands.

- However, one of those days Arlecchino did not come alone. She was with Pulcinella. They were both entering, talking quietly in the foyer of the orphanage. Arlecchino had assumed that, as she had company, you would not apply the usual routine.

- But you did. Even before you saw Pulcinella, you were already happily walking towards her. Seeing that she had not noticed you yet, you hugged her from behind. "Loove, I missed you so much~"

- Arlecchino immediately turned red, frozen in place. Pulcinella just watched the scene in amusement. "Ohoho, what do we have here?"

- "Y-Y/N, release me" Arlecchino softly took your hands, that were around her waist from behind, and tried to pull you away. However, you didn't let her.

- "Leave it at, it seems she was looking forward to seeing you." At Pulcinella's words, Arlecchino lowered her head, blushing beyond embarrassment. You could feel the tension in her back, so you slowly slid your hands to her shoulders and began to massage them. You could only hear a sigh from your girlfriend.

- From that time on, that didn't only happen with Pulcinella. Arlecchino had the opportunity to come to the orphanage with Sandrone, Capitano, Pantalone and Tartaglia other times, and you applied the same protocol as always. The one who seemed to take it the worst was Capitano, but he didn't take it badly either. He simply looked over Arlecchino's shoulder at you and let out a "Hmph." As if he didn't care. The rest of the Harbingers had laughed, and some of them remarked on the cute relationship between the two of you.

- After the last of those episodes (with Tartaglia) Arlecchino called you in to talk alone:

"Y/N, why do you keep doing that? I think you know perfectly well that I'm ashamed of you doing that when I come with some other Herald."

"But they didn't take it badly either, did they~? It's just my protocol."

You smiled, amused, looking into your girlfriend's eyes. She just frowned and looked away.

"... Please."

"So you really want me to stop?"

This time, you looked at her with a serious expression. She looked at you too, and only now she seemed to hesitate a little.

"..."

There was no response from her, which you interpreted as a 'no'.

"Ah, I thought so~"

Smiling broadly, you hugged her around the waist again, this time in the privacy of a secluded corner of the orphanage. She looked into your eyes, blushing but grinning, and hugged you back.

"... I love you."

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hello, let's introduce the reader with pantalone. the reader is very kind but not innocent, but with anxiety and depression due to a difficult past (and the reader does not accept their cryovision, so he broke it and now the reader is often sick), but still the reader has retained humanity and faith, so everyone will lend a helping hand to those who asks, and once helps Pantalona not because of his money or status, but because he is kind.I hope everything is clear and you are doing well, good luck

Your request is done! It's written from reader's POV, as I tried to make it a chapter of their diary. Some things might be out of character or not actually be canon to the game, but I still hope you like it!

Pantalone x GN!reader

Warnings: none

Strange meeting

Dear diary:

Today was a sunny day in my native Liyue. Nothing special, it was in the afternoon and I was just on my way back to the city after going for a walk around Wangshu Inn. However, just a few minutes (around 15 or so) after leaving Wangshu Inn, I saw a woman running past me. She was very fast, so the little I could see was that she had short black hair and was partially dressed in blue. She was also emanating some Hydro energy.

It startled me a bit at first, why was she in such a hurry?

"Hydro vision carrier," I thought, "maybe it's with the help of her vision that she's going this fast."

Not thinking too much about it, I continued my way. However, a few minutes later, I saw a man running in the same direction as the woman. He had black hair, glasses, and he was carrying a white, large coat with fur on the neck part hanging on his arm. The man, out of breath, slowly stopped by my side when he noticed me.

"Good afternoon, excuse me, are you someone from around here?"

The man, despite finding it hard to breathe, stood up straight and addressed me politely. However, his smile seemed anything but genuine. Then, when I looked down at the coat on his arm, I saw it: on the black inner fabric of the coat I could see the Fatui logo printed in dark grey.

What would the Fatui have to do with me?

I looked into his eyes, then back at the coat, then back up at him. I'm sure he knew my concerns.

"Uhm... Yes, I'm from around here. How can I help you?"

The man shook out the dirt on his clothing a bit before answering:

"You saw a woman run past here really fast, didn't you? Do you have any idea who she is?"

His question caught me a bit off guard. With my hand on my chin, I looked up at the sky trying to jog my memory. Short black hair, blue clothes, Hydro vision? She looked kind of familiar to me.

"I think it might be Yelan, from the Ministry of Civil Affairs. She's usually around, doing I don't know what."

I have seen Yelan around Liyue city before, minding political issues. She seemed busy most of the time, but she always had that smirk on her face. The people around the city who talk about her say that she's a very unpredictable person.

The man smiled again.

"Good, good... I think you might be able to help me then."

Then, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a small light brown bag. He tapped it with his fingers, and the jingling of the coins inside caught my attention instantly.

"This sack will be yours if you help me locate her. What do you say?" He offered in a determined tone, his eyes piercing through mine.

I looked at him, in some kind of disbelief. I frowned and looked at him for a few seconds, trying to get him to elaborate. He didn't.

This guy was one of the Fatui. He sure wasn't up to no good.

The man kept looking at me with that grin. I could tell he was tense. His forehead was sweaty, I don't know if it was from running or from the nerves of his situation.

"Why should I help you?"

I asked, crossing my arms and narrowing my eyes. I had to be skeptical about this kind of person.

"Please, I beg you. I was transporting some very important material for a gift. Please, I can't lose it."

The man opened the bag and looked at the Moras inside.

"If this amount of Mora doesn't convince you, we can talk about it later at the Bank of the Northern Kingdom. But please. Help me."

I looked at the Mora bag again. The man's eyebrows were slightly furrowed. A Fatui member, begging? He must have been desperate, for sure.

"You say you only need to retrieve material for a gift, which 'Yelan' stole from you?" I asked. We still didn't even know if it was really Yelan who stole it.

"Yes, just that. I assure you, you won't be getting into any trouble."

The man looked at the Fatui symbol on his coat, as if he could read my mind.

I closed my eyes for a few seconds, pondering the situation. Then I let out a sigh. It wouldn't hurt to help someone in distress, could it?

"All right. Let's go."

I looked in the direction 'Yelan' had gone, and started to run. It was better to run as soon as possible if we wanted to at least spot her in the distance. I heard the man's hurried footsteps behind me soon after.

We ran across the plain in the direction of the city. We ran for quite a while, yeah. We passed some ruins, until at one of them, I caught a glimpse of someone sitting in the distance out of the corner of my eye. I suddenly stopped, managing to get a confused glance from the Fatui man.

"Wait here."

I indicated him. Yelan couldn't run forever either. Could this be her? Would this be our chance?

Quietly, I moved a little closer to the person sitting on the ruins. The man, despite my warning, followed me just as silently.

As I got closer, I got a clearer glimpse of the person. Short black hair. Blue attire. And as I looked at her face... Sure enough, it was Yelan.

Yelan had some kind of piece of fur in her hands. She was examining it closely, with a proud smile on her face. She picked it up, shook it, and felt the fur with her hands. She seemed to be concentrating on seeing what kind of thing she had caught.

"Okay, there she is. We approach slowly, take what she's got and leave. Got it?"

I warned the man, who nodded. What a good time that would have been not to have broken my Vision....

Still feeling a little weak after all that running, I did my best to circle the ruins until I was behind Yelan. The man followed close behind me. One step, after another, after another... One foot in front of the other... Little by little...

However, the tension of the moment and the previous run caused my body to betray me. I had just noticed how dry my throat felt. I suddenly had to stop and cover my mouth so as not to let myself cough, because that would alert Yelan.

"Are you okay?" I heard the man behind me.

Damn, this thing of having broken my vision is still affecting me to this day....

After struggling against my own body, my throat no longer held, so a horrible cough came out of my mouth.

"That doesn't sound good..."

Looking up, I saw that Yelan was already looking in our direction. She reached a hand for the bow behind her back. Then, having caught her attention, the man stepped in front of me.

"Yelan," the man addressed her by her name, "Wait."

Then, from the same pocket from which he pulled out the Mora bag earlier, he now pulled out a bracelet. A silver bracelet with some blueish gems.

"Don't you want your bracelet back? Then give me what's mine."

I finally managed to get up, the Fatui man still in front of me. I saw Yelan hesitate for a few moments, but finally she stepped closer.

"This better not be one of your tricks, Regrator."

Yelan's slow footsteps echoed against the ground. Though perhaps it was just that I was more sensitive to sound than usual.

"No, no. I promise."

Then, once Yelan got close enough, Regrator handed her the bracelet. Yelan took it quickly away from his hands, and just then she handed him back the piece of fur. After that, Yelan slowly walked away. When she was a few meters away from the Fatui man, she examined her bracelet.

"Hm... It doesn't seem to be damaged. It'd better be, Regrator. Or I'm coming for you."

Yelan then turned on her heels and started walking towards the city.

Regrator sighed, watching the way through which Yelan was walking away. Then, he examined the piece of fur in his hands.

"Hah... Thank the Archons I have it back..."

He pulled out the Mora sack from his pocket and turned to me.

"Here, even though events didn't end as I had expected, you still helped me. As promised, so be it."

He held out the Mora sack to me, expecting me to take it. However, I waved it away.

"No, it's okay. Don't worry."

I smiled slightly towards the Fatui.

"Oh, please, I insist. Accept it."

He held out the Mora bag to me again, but this time I gently pushed his hand back.

"No, no, I'm serious. I didn't do it for the money."

With a somewhat disgruntled expression, he put the Mora back in his pocket.

"I don't understand why you wouldn't want to take the money? But well, if you insist."

With the same fake smile as before on his face, he rested a hand on my shoulder and leaned a bit forward.

"Call me Pantalone. Maybe we'll meet again in the future. I owe you one."

Slightly tense, I shivered. I wasn't used to physical contact, least of all from strangers.

"You're welcome."

He then waved goodbye and headed back north. I headed in the opposite direction, towards the city, with all the events of the day swirling around in my head.

A rather strange day indeed...

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