#❖ eliciana

[2af-afterdark]

HIIIII 👋 So, I read your WHB omega mc being pregnant and I've been trying to find more omegaverse WHB hcs and I want to ask if you could possibly make more hcs of that Au? Feel free to write what you want cause in the end I will surely eat it all up 💝 And I also like your writing. Thank youuu

I mean... If you want my honest whb Omegaverse thoughts, they are slightly different than that pregnancy ask. But I'm one of those people who can hold multiple headcanons in my head at one time. Uhhh, my genuine thoughts are closer to:

Only humans have second genders. Devils are closer to beats or monsters and angels are more similar to eldritch horrors.

Yes, human pheromones can set off devils. Like I said, devils are closer to beasts or monsters. It doesn't work quite the same as it would with a fellow 'second gender" human, but it can still rile them up.

This also means that devils go into heats and ruts just like alphas and omegas. Human pheromones can set off a devil's instincts, but a devil's pheromones cannot do the same. In other words: A human heat can send a devil into rut, a devil heat would not make a human go into rut. However, a horny devil asking to be fucked may still do the trick, it just isn't the pheromones at work.

MC is obviously up to the reader as every MC is different. Omega MC pheromones would makes devils go "mate??" while alpha MC would make devils go "competition!" and that changes the dynamics.

Minheyok gives beta energy (sorry my dude). But, if you are an angst enjoyer like me, that works just fine. No matter what, he gets this overwhelming feeling of loving MC, but their genders are not social compatible in the way he wants.

Solomon was definitely an alpha. Those devils saw competition and the competition won until they were basically kittens against him. God also fell for it.

Angels are largely unaffected by human pheromones. They can think humans smell sweet or spicy or nutty or whatever, but pheromones are just another scent to them. Nothing special.

Having said that, I do think MC would be an exception since they are the legacy of Solomon and God played favorites. God gave everything to Solomon, after all. I bet the angels called Solomon stinky. lol

LUCIFER IS A WHOLE OTHER MESS! Man went from alien thinking and expressions of affection to mostly bestial instincts. The first time he felt territorial was Paradise Lost, then his nobles, and so on. Since he's been another race though, he is more easily able to control himself than the other devils.

I am probably missing something, but that's what I could think of at the moment. Does that make sense? Any other questions or asks? Sorry, I love omegaverse. It's one of my comfort genres. I'm just weird about it.

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Sugar, Spice and a Tempting Vice (1)

VA! MC x OM! Characters

TW: Eh it's more fluffy than smutty I'd say, but minors DNI. Loads of random lore for the sake of immersion. Now to brainstorm the rest of the characters.

INTRO

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"After a freak accident, you and a group of 5 people get teleported into a fantastical world together. Who will you team up with to try and leave this place? Or will they convince you to stay and have a new life with them here instead? Or will you stumble across the biggest secret that this new world holds...?"

You read out the summary for them at a group dinner at Diavolo's castle. Apparently, it was to celebrate your debut as a VA. They all clapped and bombarded you with questions. You tried to answer as many as you could without any spoilers.

They were supposed to have already started playing the game but the game servers got a little overwhelmed and had to go under maintenance with so many people downloading and making accounts at the same time. So Diavolo hosted this party instead.

"So how many endings can you get with a single character?" Simeon inquired.

"Well on an average there's around 12 endings per character, but there's a varying number of endings depending on the character you choose. I'm not sure I remember for all of them-"

"We just want to know yours." Belphie smirked.

"Oi come on, it makes it sound like you're all just going to play my character, don't do that! The other characters are also incredibly well written!"

The sheepish grins and side glances told you that they were clearly going ignore your last advice.

"Honestly you guys, one of the characters here has a teleportation ability, one can read minds, and another one has insane fighting skills - the only thing you know about my character is that I don't have a name!"

"Omg this means they are definitely building you upto to have the most OP ability of them all!" Levi exclaimed excitedly.

"Oh yes that's usually how it goes in these tropes. The most unassuming character ends up giving you the secret ending." Solomon nodded in agreement.

"Both of you, shush! Just play the game normally okay?! You will get to interact with all the characters anyway until the second phase." You reprimanded, sighing, knowing no one would listen anyway.

Lucifer - Saved by the Belle

"Before Tyla takes us home tomorrow, would you like to spend your last day here with me, Lucifer?"

Lucifer and you worked with loyalty and rigor under Tyla, an old world Sorceror. It was because of you two specifically that Tyla's magic was powerful enough to create a portal back home. Your character was so much like you - it felt like he completed this whole journey of freedom with you, and not just an image on screen.

> "Of course, MC. In fact...I would like to spend the night with you too."

MC blushed on screen, looking away and nodding. "Oh? Well then... I'll look forward to it."

He enjoys this way more than he thought he would. He visits for the last time, all the places you both had been together. The first tavern, the first forest path, the first temporary abode - the HumbleBee Inn.

> "It's late. Should we go back here again, for old times sake?"

"Why not? Maybe they'll accidentally put us in the same room again and get overbooked so we have no other choice. Maybe this time it'll be a bit more...eventful." You said with a sly and knowing smile as you skipped ahead.

Lucifer's knee jerked upwards, hitting the table. Just what kind of lines are these? And what are those expressions? Who else was in there listening to you when you recorded this? The way your voice sounded, Lucifer was convinced you were thinking about someone special. If only you saw the effect you were having on him.

> "I've been holding back all day. Forgive me if I'm too rough."

Lucifer pushes you against the wall, caging your body. You blush in the dark, your arms wrapping around his shoulders. It was driving him insane. He could feel his pants getting tighter at the crotch.

Last time he endured the sexual tension of sharing the bed with you, constantly trying avoid your body even though he was desperate to feel it's warmth. This time there wasn't any reason to deprive himself.

"It's okay...I can take it. Please don't hold back..."

Oh hell, you were about to be the death of him. These...are these really the sounds you'd make in bed? Godamnit you are ruining his mind. He can't relax until he's jerked off now. And it's all your fault.

The next couple days, you notice Lucifer hesitates to keep eye contact with you. In fact, he has a rather visceral reaction every time you simply call his name, standing at his door. Only he knows how badly he wants to pull you into his bed to ravage you - practice your lines with him, why don't you?

Mammon - Stranded Together

"Guess they didn't want either of us huh, Mammon?"

Nah Mammon was mad at this ending. He gets why the group left him behind - he made too many questionable choices like stealing the last reserves of food or money (so you never went hungry), running away from the monsters instead of staying and fighting with the group(with you ofc so you wouldn't be in any danger), finding new shelter and not telling anyone (except you).

> "I'm so sorry...it's because of me that they left you too. You did nothing wrong yet...no this will not stand! I'll go threaten them into taking you too!"

"Mammon wait- no don't! Alright fine I was lying! They didn't leave me...I chose not to go!"

Mammon was stunned. He stared at your character blushing and looking elsewhere while holding onto his arm. His heart beat just a little bit faster.

> "Wait...what? But you wanted to...don't you want to go back and keep looking for your family?!"

"Who knows if the family I was looking for even exists?! But you...you are real. And you are so kind to me, and so great. So..."

Your character moved in closer and closer to him. Mammon leaned back too far from the screen, falling backwards on the floor. He was not ready for what was about to come.

"If I really want a family that bad...I can just make one here...with you. But only if you wanted that too ..."

> "I do! Of course I do! We can both find work and home in the kingdom now that big monsters are all dead! I'll be yours and you'll be mine!"

Mammon pressed it on instinct, not knowing his character was gonna grab yours and pin them to the ground. His face burnt up in excitement seeing you all cornered like this. You blushed and whispered as you leaned in to kiss him.

"Hehe...Mammon...I'm all yours already. But there's others ways you can claim me if you like..."

Your sleeves fell loose, and off your shoulders and his hands began to wander. Mammon almost screamed the house down, grabbing at his sheets, humping his pillows, struggling to look away from the screen. But he couldn't stop.

How the fuck was he supposed to face you tomorrow at the breakfast table?! Yet, Mammon re-played that part at least 30 times. And now every time you whispered to him in class, Mammon had to grip his knees and stop himself from imagining the unholiest things.

Leviathan - Power of Friend-ship??

"We did it! We actually did it, Levi! Can you believe it?! Look even the people are cheering for us!"

Levi punched the air in glee, he definitely must have gotten the best ending right?! That was such an intense combat scene - he almost cried when he thought you got swallowed by the Giant of The Depths, then he watched you burst out of its stomach with all the other victims while he slashed through its neck. You and him - the two underdogs dealt the final blow. At this point, every other character was shipping you two together.

> "Let's go Army of the Third Lord!"

MC cheered and high fived him from the screen, while the rest of the group danced in celebration! Ah MC had already become one of his favourite characters of all time. He had already preordered the action figures, posters and a body pillow (yes the ecchi one).

"Come on Levi, won't you join the celebration feast!? Everyone is calling for you!"

Oh no this was Levi's nightmare. Loud and crowded parties - but it was you asking him to go, what if he missed out on an important secret ending. Just to be safe he chose a neutral option to see what you would prefer.

> ... I'm not too sure.

"Then...would you like to celebrate in private with me? I know a quiet place with a good view."

Levi almost fell out of his seat. It's happening. This is where he unlocks the hidden erotic ending. The blush on your face, the way you held out your hand for him to take - biting down on his knuckles in excitement.

> I'd really prefer that! Thank you!

You smile and nod, leading him by the hand to a nearby pond. The moonlight shimmered on the water, the reflections dancing on your skin as you both lay down next to each other. Levi could feel himself falling for you all over again.

"Look Levi, in the pond! The Gloriees are back! Aren't they beautiful?"

Levi looked at the pond in awe, glowing orange fishes swam around in the waters, jumping in and out. He watched the fishes swim around the hand you put in the water. It was like you and hundred Henries in the water.

> "So beautiful..."

"They are my absolute favorite....they have the same color as your eyes..."

Your hands reach up to touch his face, pulling him closer and Levi feels all his self restraint jump out the window. He tried to grab and kiss you but ended falling in the water with you instead.

"Oh? I didn't know I excite you so much... don't worry, it makes me really happy..."

You rose from the water, laughing and coughing slightly, your entire body now laid bare through the transparent white cloth. And if that wasn't already bad enough, he heard your moans as his character started going at it with you in the lake. You were so professional, so skilled at it...he thought he was prepared for it but he clearly wasn't.

Levi couldn't resist jerking himself off there and then, soiling his computer screen with light ropes of his cum. Now every time you announced you were going to shower, this image just popped into his mind, giving him instant boners at the most unfortunate times. And god forbid he sees you walk out of the shower with your hair wet - he'll have to rush to his room to hide that he's creamed his pants.

Satan - Bridge to Televithyia

"Satan, I will be waiting for you always. I know if fate wills it, I'll definitely get to see you again."

Satan cursed himself for this ending, almost chucking his phone at the wall. His magical powers no longer worked since the portal now connected him to his own world. And while you could use all your magic here, it would lose all power in his world. With both worlds needing help after a long and destructive battle, you both knew it was selfish to abandon your either of them - especially since you two were the only Great Guardians left.

> "I will find a permanent path between our worlds. I swear upon my life, MC."

Damnit this game had better not cut his story short. He was willing to keep going, trying to fix the playthrough so he could make a good ending out of this. Just you wait MC, he's not letting you go. A part of him wanted to go into your room and hug you, just to make sure you're there atleast in real life.

Satan rubbed furiously at his eyes as you waved him goodbye. His total playtime could rival Levi's. After gathering enough resources and magical knowledge - he could finally get started on creating the bridge. But to his pleasant surprise, he only needed to build half of the bridge, because there you were standing on the other - building your own path towards him too.

"Satan...is this a dream? Are you really back? Or is this another magical illusion again...?"

Satan blushed as you rushed to hug him peppering kisses all over his face. He had to physically get away from the game, walk around, and silently scream into his hands before he could calm himself down. Because he knew even better things were yet to come.

> "It's really me, MC. I'm sorry did I make you wait too long? I missed you so terribly...I have so many things to tell you about..."

"Come with me, we've been rebuilding our town. I know a place we can catch up...it's a special place I helped build with you in mind."

Satan follows you, your arms intertwined. You point out places to him - old renovations and newer projects. You tell him about everything that's been happening since he left.

How some endangered species came back to life, how the remaining smaller beasts were tamed and how the cursed were given peace. You stopped suddenly in front of a quaint little cottage.

"Welcome to my humble abode. I'm sorry I didn't prepare a separate room for you...because I thought you wouldn't mind sharing a bed with me..."

He blushes and grips your hand as you open the door to your room. He sees pictures of both of you on the wall and next to the bed.

> "You already built a home...with me in mind. *Smiles* Yet...the bed looks in it hasn't been slept in for a while? Did you get no sleep for the past few days?"

"Actually I haven't slept in the bed yet. I sleep on the sofa - I know it's silly but I really don't like sleeping alone in a place of two..."

Satan grips the phone tighter, as he makes his character push you on the bed. How sweet - you both get to enjoy it together for the first time. He climbs after you, trapping you underneath him.

> "Good thing I'm here now, MC."

He cups your face and trails his hands downwards, undoing some buttons on your clothes. You kiss his palms and tug down his collar.

"It's a pity though...I don't think we'll be using the bed for sleeping tonight afterall..."

He watched the screen, slack-jawed as I heard your sultry voice echoing through his room. He fell back on his pillow, hurriedly attaching his earphones. It proved to be more lethal. He could almost imagine you in his bed right now, kissing your way down his chest, while he fondles your bottom.

When you approached him later asking if he liked your work in the game, he had to cover half his face to hide the redness. He couldn't possibly tell you that he had downloaded snippets of all your moans and saved them to a secret folder. Or that he listened to them quite frequently.

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My demons' periods cycles. By Mc Masterlist

Hi, I've decided to make a list about this series because I hope to be adding extras and situations and I'd like to have it all recapped and organised.

The talk

The First talk

Lucifer, Mammon & Levi

Satan, Asmo & Beel

Belphie, Diavolo & Barbatos

Simeon & Raphael

Solomon's reaction

Return the favour

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@eliciana, @little-lost-lamb, @hymnboo, @annexblogs. @chinuneko

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NPC Life is the best

(Genshin Impact x gn reader - sagau)

(second person pov)

part4 —> part5 —> part6

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Sinking into the bathtub, you sigh happily as you finally take a much needed bath. All that moving in one day sure is exhausting..

You take your time enjoying the amenities that resided in Diluc’s guest bathroom, such as countless soaps, masks, lotions, and even skincare products. If you hadn’t known better, you would’ve assumed it was a luxury hotel..

Changing into your new set of silk pajamas, you couldn’t help but stare at yourself in the mirror. Back on earth, you had the occasional pimple or two, but now your skin looked better than ever. Could it have been because of Diluc’s immaculate products or could It have been because of the effects of tyvat? Questions like these plagued your mind as you suddenly feel the urge for a late night snack.

Creeping down the stairs quietly, you notice a warm figure sitting on an armchair near the fireplace.

“Diluc..?” You say softly as though not to disturb him. hearing no reply, you walk quietly over to him and notice he’s asleep.

His position is straight as if he were awake, but his tilted head and relaxed, closed eye expression gives away his deep slumber. Gently chuckling you can’t help but stare at his soft face. Unlike awake Diluc, this Diluc is much more soft and peaceful. not as stressed and not as stiff as he was before.

gently shuffling over to the couch, you bring over a blanket and drape it over his shoulders, making sure the blanket covers his entire body besides his head. Proud of your work, you step back and stretch, now reminded of your previous reason for coming down the first floor.

you head over to the kitchen and grab what seems to be tea time snacks from the fridge. Surely Adeline won’t mind..

Gobbling them up, you down a cup of water and sneak back upstairs. With a satisfied smile you bury yourself under the luxurious covers of the bed and fall into a peaceful dream.

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

Smiling softly, Diluc couldn’t help but bask in the warmth of the blanket draped over his body. He knew he was enamored by you when you had begun to chat back at the tavern, but now he couldn’t help but relish in the fact that he was the one to receive your kindness, your soft touch..

you had gotten so close to him too. Tucking in the blanket behind his shoulders and fixing the blanket to cover his whole body, Diluc was so nervous that you would hear his heart beat out of chest from your fleeting and gentle touches. Even though they weren’t much, it still made him feel so tingly. It was only then did he realize, did others receive this much kindness from you? Surly they didn’t deserve it. They probably don’t even know the worth of your smile or the worth of your kindness.

Diluc was certain about this. You shouldn’t be so trusting of others.. what if they end up treating you badly? What if they hurt you? All these thoughts plagued his mind as he glared at the fireplace. You had so easily followed him back to his manor and had so easily believed every word he said. Of course, Diluc would never be so barbaric and lie to you or harm you. He was sure that if it was anyone else who had offered you to stay in their home, that they would most definitely harm you in someway.

the thought was unbearable

sighing softly, Diluc got up from the armchair and made his way upstairs. Passing by your room, he could hear soft snores. Smiling at your silly noises, Diluc made his way to his bedroom.

perhaps it was best if you stayed with him..

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ੈ♡˳ Aether, Albedo, Alhaitham, Ayato, Childe, Cyno, Diluc, Dottore, Gorou, Heizou, Kaeya, Kaveh, Kazuha, Pantalone, Thoma, Tighnari, Wanderer, Venti, Xiao & Zhongli x Gn!Reader *ೃ༄

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okay so idk what this is called so i just made it hcs GYDISJKANDSA,, anyways i downloaded league of legends a few days ago and im honestly addicted rn, have this short thing b4 i lose my mind on my wips, have a nice day/night!!

they teach you how to play the game thoroughly, show you the ropes, and are very supportive, even if you die. picks a support role to baby you as you get used to the game.

aether, ayato diluc, gorou, kaveh, kazuha, tighnari, thoma, zhongli

they teach you, but they're like an exasperated teacher. they repeatedly scold you for doing something you should do, and when you die they'd say "I TOLD YOU SO" and sigh.

alhaitham, cyno, pantalone, xiao (in a soft and gentle way)

would teach you, sure, but they're the shittiest teacher in a bad way. they would bait you into dangerous situations just so you'd die in the end. they'd lie about your hotkeys/buttons and you die again. your deaths are 90% because of him.

albedo, alhaitham, ayato, childe, dottore, heizou, kaeya, wanderer, venti

you have matching names, icons, and skins. the characters you use are couples or ships with good synergy. one glance and people know you're (icky) lovers.

aether, ayato, childe, kaeya, kaveh, kazuha, thoma, wanderer (he secretly loves it)

insane cooperation. great minds think alike. you two have played so much together that you know what the other is thinking, hence multi-kills in a row and always dominating the battlefield together.

albedo, alhaitham, cyno, gorou, heizou, tighnari, xiao, zhongli

you yell at each other. insulting and calling each other trash. brings up real-life beef ingame to one-up you in arguments. "you're not a pro, you can't even wash the dishes right!"

childe, dottore, heizou, kaeya, tighnari, wanderer, venti

absolutely spoils you with money. he gifts you expensive and exclusive skins of characters you like, merch, and everything.

ayato, childe, diluc, kaveh (adding to his debt), pantalone (you legit have every skin in the game), zhongli (from childe's wallet)

leaps from his seat (if youre gaming together) and kisses you all over if you won, saying that you made a good team or how you carried them.

aether, childe, heizou, kaeya, kaveh, thoma

he's the adc (attack damage carry), youre his support

aether, ayato, childe, cyno, diluc, gorou, kaeya, thoma, wanderer, xiao

he's your support, you're his adc

albedo, alhaitham, dottore (he wants u to grow insanely strong in risky ass ways), heizou, kaveh, kazuha, pantalone, tighnari, zhongli

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Yandere husband Emperor PT 2

The intrigue turned into amusement at the young man's attempts for her attention. He did anything to catch her eye. Did anything she asked as soon as she asked it. The princess wondered how far he would go for her.

Allarick felt at peace with her. He wanted to be around her constantly. Acting as if there was a collar on him with a leash that the princess would hold. He thought of how beautiful she would look on that throne instead of her annoying father. Oh if she gave the word he would put her on that pretty seat and never let anyone else take it from her. Give her a true physical leash to bind them together.

It started with seeing each other at the balls and galas that the Emperor would hold for various occasions. He followed the breathtaking princess to the food tables and filled her plate with things she seemed to enjoy. Once when she dropped a piece of cookie and got an idea.

"Allarick.. since you got this cookie for me it would seem like such a waste to throw it away." She turned her gaze towards the man. He froze, he didn't expect to hear his name from her lips, even though his name is actually Allerick. He made a note to change his name after this gala. "Why don't you eat it? "

"My lovely lady it would be my honor please allow me too." He responded without hesitation. Got on his hands and knees to pick it up off the ground and eat the precious treat his beloved had given him. He hasn't done anything yet and she has rewarded him with the cookie she had taken a bite of. How lucky he was tonight!

The princess looked taken aback. She expected him to grow red in the face out of anger not adoration. She wanted to rid this man from wanting the emperor position. However... maybe him being her lap dog could be better than any "husband" her father tried to pair her with. "good boy." she handed him a paper handkerchief with writing on it. Only to leave for her room.

His whole body shuddered at the name she called him. He is a good boy for her... only her. He opened the handkerchief.

'I'll Leave My Window Unlocked Tonight After This Gala.'

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Hiii! I’d like to place an order ^^

Reader: Geisha

Guest: Pantalone and Capitano

Service: flower set

Additional: ‘Lovelorn’ Set and Dessert!

I think I did this right? If I didn’t pls tell me!! <3

"All I want is to be loved"

Order received!

Tags: explicit content (R18+), Minors do not interact, Capitano is a big boy, unrealistic fucking, Dacryphilia (? reader does cry but not for a bad reason), corruption (virginity), Blowjob (First time), degrading (slightly), pet names, hand holding, they're not completely nude, bad smut, hair pulling, yandere, murder (implied), blackmail (implied), cheating-ish(?), Hints of crack. Size kink, Dub-con. OOC (both Capitano and Pantalone{probably, most likely}) ,Booze, Cannibalism (implied), did not edit/proof read, using odd pov thing so not much murder happen on screen.

“The cost of preparedness will be measured in gold, soon, in blood.” -Scribe

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Looking around you spotted an armored person staring distantly at their meal, at least that’s what you think. "Dear, guest. Is there something wrong with the meal?" You sat next to them, looking up. Not even with the lights could let you peer inside of that hallowed helm.

" No. " He immediately answered. You tilted your head a bit. Looking around, people already started to chat.

" Allow me, dear sir." You got your chopsticks, skillfully picking up a piece of his meal and tried to feed him.

He leans backward avoiding the piece of meat being brought up. “ What are you doing?” doesn’t sound offended nor did he seem to be miffed by it, in fact he sounded curious to why you’d do this without hesitation.

“Is it not obvious? A meal is best served warm and with the companionship of who you can trust.” You gave him your best gentle smile, and kept the food in the chopstick’s grip. "Will you allow me, dear sir?"

Not a single word out from his mouth, but moved closer that a portion of the chopsticks along with the food looked like it was cut off by the veil of darkness, feeling him taking the food from you, continuing to feed him with a smile. Unaware of the jealous glances being thrown your way from across the room.

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Few weeks later

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“Greetings, Lord Harbinger.” You did your greetings before closing the door after you. It didn’t take you too long to recognize the wealthy man from the party when you were trying to see if anyone needed help.

The man wearing bifocals only smiled at you. “Good late afternoon, miss.”

“Thank you for requesting me at a time like this, how was your day, or even your trip here?” You sat next to him. One thing’s for sure, you aren’t smiling at him like you would at Capitano when you fed him. This is your first visit as an official Geisha, you have made up your mind to devote your whole life to this occupation.

“Terribly so, darling. Say, aren’t you that girl at the party?” He acts like it is a very shocking news to him.

“If you mean the one at the pavilion a couple of months ago, yes. You’re correct, dear sir.”

“I have to say, you’re quite the spectacle. That moonglow highlighting your features along with the kind and lovely footsteps.” You merely gave a rather faint smile, tilting your head to the side.

“You flatter me, dear Regrator. Would you like to indulge in having tea?” You offered, knowing full well of yourself, cutting some of the prices down a bit so you could have a requester.

He thinks for a moment, “That would be lovely.” And so the silent but well needed moment is needed for Pantalone to enjoy the scene before him. A traditional drink was served to him as he stared in silence at the ‘emotionless’ expression of the young entertainer with such skill and precision. The taste of the bitter yet heartwarming beverage soothes his nerves, all the while you recite poetry from memory. With how slow business is for you, the only thing you’re looking forward to is the rather frequent visitation of the wealthy harbinger. In fact, he's the only one requesting you as of now. Always accompanied with frivolous gifts to bestow upon you, his favorite time to request of you is during night or if he's feeling a little bit confident during dusk.

“Sir, you didn’t have to.”

“Oh, but I insist, my dear.”

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One day, on a late afternoon

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“I’ll go now!” It had been at least half a year since you and the 9th harbinger had gotten to know each other on the surface. He had gained some trust from Lady Fuuka, oftentimes he’d request you to meet him at a far place with only an address on the paper and a disguised Fatui guard as a guide. He says he loved to escort you personally, though it would attract too much attention. So he had assigned a guard to escort you. But this time you nearly tumbled out of the tea house bumping into someone they caught you in time before you could touch the ground. “Oh, my apologies!” you said looking at a tall black figure in armor, head tilted up to see familiar appearance. “ It’s you…” a smile graced your lips.

“You’re that odd girl with that white makeup, right?” He had asked, as if trying to convince himself that it is you. Replying with a nod and a smile, “Indeed it is me, dear sir.” Looking at your figure, and all he could think of was how beautiful you looked in a more foreign look.

Lovely is insufficient enough to describe what you look like right now. The garb of love is with how the dress you donned fit just right to drape down. If this were any other season, it would be rather chilly. Those ruby lips, longing eyes, one could just tug and unwrap this beauty of a prize.

You noticed him staring and tried to break the ice. “Do I look okay?” With a smile, seeing this as a perfect opportunity to practice adapting to more closed clients. (if you have any.)

He took a step back,“Pardon me.” Faked a cough and took a step back. “Why are you dressed like this?”

Choose your words carefully. You replied, “My Matron told me I would look better in this, but I can’t run in this.” Letting a bit of a white lie escape your mouth, you couldn’t expose a client’s details yet he requested you to go outside in this gaudy apparel. Arms behind your back. “I’m sorry but I’m a tad in a hurry.”

“Where are you going?”

“Well, to this address.” You showed the piece of paper, but he suddenly took it.

“Let’s go.”

"I guess so." You tried to follow him.

The road ahead is a bit long, honestly you’d think the place would be closer or at least you should have rented a place there a day earlier so you could have an easier time to prepare and arrive on time.

“So, what is it like in Snezhnaya?” You decided to break the ice. Looking behind you, is the armored man’s helmet facing you already. Feeling his heated gaze that didn’t leave your body.

“It’s cold, not that you’ll survive there.” He responded coldly. Decisive steps stop and fully turn to him. “But if someone there has the sun’s smile, I think it’s worth it, right?” Raising your hand to give him a simple high-five. Nothing, he just stares at your hand for a few moments. You decided to let that one slide, thinking you’ve read the air wrong. Place your hand down and continue walking.

Soon the road is blocked by debris and mud from the rain last night. “Pardon me, if you would…” he scooped you up in his arms, walking down the path. He was more than thankful for the mask-helm that voided his expressions. Letting you down once the road is a bit more clear.

“Did you used to moonlight as a bodyguard?” You praised and teased him a bit, giving yet another smile, raising both of your hands offering a high-five to break the ice again… He didn’t respond to that and just stared once more. By this point you understand he has to maintain an image, like you. “It’s alright, maybe next time.” Putting your hands behind your back before walking away to your destination. The possessed black armor was about to call out to you to say something, though he holds his tongue and just silently follows you.

You entered the locale that you and Pantalone had promised to meet up at, the liveliness sets the moon. Little bells made their saccharine toll to call their potential buyers, “This is a lovely place isn’t it-?” Bumping into someone and by instinct you apologize profusely.

“Well, well, if it isn’t the little minx from afar…” You’d recognize that voice. Looking up, you saw a woman with golden tassels that twist and turn, jaded eyes focused solely on you. Cassilda, the woman that Kazuo left you for. Even though it has been quite some time since his scandal, you tried your best to not think about it.

You could hear them, the liyue-like whispers surrounding you and her gossipping in hiss like manner. “Haha! He did, what?” tittered an observant at your misfortune. “He’s a fool, sending and compiling love letters to his other girl he’s seeing,” giggled one. “That’s not a fool, that’s the entire circus!”

A cold hand touched your shoulder. “We should leave, it’s no use being gawked at.” He didn’t seem rattled by the many stares, though any longer might bring dishonor to Madam Wong. “Indeed, let us go, dear sir.” You tried to follow but the blonde woman spoke.

“With an attitude like that, it is no wonder he gave you such a wide berth. I’m not sure what your Matron sees in you.” Even with your emotionless facade, those words tore a tiny yet significant hole in your frail heart.

“To confuse yourself with me, I can’t fathom how wretched your life must be. Please, let us be going, dear sir.” You started to walk, hands on the front. Eyes stare at the road to avoid any more eye contacts. The disquieting air surrounding the harbinger followed suit, not wanting to see more of the pitiful woman.

“You … you !”

Once entered the establishment, you let out a vexing puff of air. “I’m sorry you had to see that, dear sir. But you should go now, I do not want to tarnish your reputation any further.”

“I do not mind, but people should start minding their own business… Is it possible to talk to you again?” He shook his head.

“Dear sir, I am a lost cause. I might not be worth your time.”

“I know the eyes of a go-getter, you can’t fool me.”

“Well today’s a special day for my client, with this occupation, I have to give it my all.” You smiled.

“What time are you usually available?” He asked suddenly, looking up at him thinking he’s just trying to make you feel better.

“If you want to know, my time depends on who reserves my time first but-.” He didn’t give you a chance to finish your words but he’s gone. “Can you at least let me finish?” Sighing to yourself before leaving to meet up with Pantalone.

“Pardon my tardiness, I’ve met with an unexpected inconvenience.” Bowing to him deeply after entering the room. There on the chair at the end of the long table is a bored looking man.

“No need, after all. You’re here is what matters.” Replying with a disquiet smile, you could tell he was slightly displeased that you were late.

“Still Lord Pantalone, how about I make it up to you by making some Temaki?” You offered a service to him. He seemed interested with that twinkle in his eye.

“Maybe at our next meeting.” The man with the fox smile said. “But how about that little dance I promised you, may I?” Standing up, and got closer to you, offering his hand.

“How could I refuse?” With that reply, it only strengthened his ego. Giving a little chortle to your response.

Not being familiar with ballroom dances, he forgave you for stepping on his feet a couple of times, he found it quite wholesome of you flustered to apologize. His hand on your cheek only made it worse as his thumb brushes on your rosy lips. Tempted to take your kiss, but he understands that this whole thing they’re doing is not traditionally allowed. He had to bid for you to come to him. A rather long waiting game for him, though it would be well worth the wait so long as he kept you in the shadows and caged you in, He’ll make sure of it.

~ Capitano (brief).~

“Lost in love, but not lost if not in love.

Flowers bloom but not for love.

Celestia had allowed us to have two hands, for the ladies.”

Capitano’s thankful for his mask to hide what his facial expression is for when he reads the poem that accompanied the letters meant for your ‘close friend’s ‘ scandal. After his encounter with you, he had a few agents gather some information about this Kazuo person. A merchant who manages to hit a big one, one lucky day.

“Sir, we managed to ask the tea house to book you a room next week at dusk!” Announced the messenger agent. “We even delivered some of your ‘leftovers’ to the target. We have yet to know of their reaction.” one added.

“Excellent work.” He praised them. “You both are dismissed for now.” Now with a schedule, he now has a deadline to complete before seeing the beautiful dame.

“Thank you, Lord Harbinger Capitano!” They saluted and went off, but not before their hands met each other making a sound despite the gloves they wore then they left. At this time, He realized something…

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~Back to you~

It was next week, it was raining at the time and you thought Pantalone wasn’t going to visit at a time like this but to your surprise someone booked you, so of course you assumed it to be Pantalone, your sole requester. You make haste to make some Temari-sushi, even though it's a low class meal, Pantalone didn’t seem to mind.

So here you are, sitting next to the gigantic suit of armor that helped you the week before. “It’s nice meeting you again, dear sir.” Give your best smile to him.

In return, he nods. “Indeed, what do you have there on your lap?” pointing at the clothed bento box that you prepared for Pantalone.

“Ah, well, I just so happened to be making some snacks and thinking of sharing it with my client.” That is true, and you didn’t expose your original plan with Pantalone. “Do you want some?” Offering some of your meal to him, though you may not have that much knowledge on cooking, Temari sushi has been your most successful attempt in the kitchen.

Opening the bento up and it revealed the colorful little spheres of snacks. “Here, enjoy yourself.” putting the box on the shared table in front of him… He just stared at it like at the party. “Do you not know how to eat it?”

There was a pause between your question and his answer,“I do know how to eat.”

“Of course, of course, my apologies, you first.”

You ended up helping him with Inazuman eating ‘etiquette’ or just let him eat the Temari sushi by hand. “See it isn’t so bad to ask for help.” As much as it is embarrassing it is for him, he actually enjoyed the moment you two shared together. It is too bad he only rented your time until early evening. So you both had to say farewell to each other with a promise to see each other again soon.

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It had been an odd quarter, most of the time you kept seeing Capitano in Pantalone’s usual hours by now, not that you could complain. Though the very next day would have Pantalone trying to make the best out of it like bringing you outside or even bedazzling you in jewelry and bolts of golden silk for you to wear daily, even at work. He even tried to ask you who was requesting you and kept your word to not leak any client’s information.

Pantalone kept wondering, who the ever living abyss would even manage to take his favorite hour to be with you? He had bribed the front man to not let anyone reserve you at a specific hour and days, yet still someone took a liking to you! Just as the miffed, bifocal man exits the tea house, he meets with a familiar figure. His co-worker, "ah, Capitano. Fancy meeting you here." A thin exasperated smile carved on his pale face under the guise of a friendly greeting.

"Same applies with you." Both may not have their eyes shown but the air of malaise silence is evident that both would strangle each other’s throats, if it weren’t for the other being too tall, " If you're going to bribe me with mora, forget about it." Capitano adds.

The Regrator laughed it off, “Oh I wasn’t thinking of it, peacock.” he insulted him. It didn’t affect him, instead the armor wearing man replied with, “I wasn’t aware that my armor is a mirror to you.” He mirrored your words when you offended that woman. Pantalone was about to throw more slurs at the general but was stopped when a Fatui agent arrived saying that the affluent man had business somewhere else. Thus letting Capitano have your special time with him.

And so, the tug of war for your affection has begun. With Pantalone trying to win you over with dozens and dozens of exotic items as a sign of his fancy to you with each visit. While Capitano spills tall tales of his journey around Teyvat as the Tsaritsa’s general, he greatly enjoys that you listen with keen interest to his carefully woven stories of a foolish woman that dared to steal away a poor maiden’s sole thing she had in her life. He finds it interesting that you gave your opinions that the cruel woman should be punished, when he asked what the punishment should be. Your answer would literally be anything but not gruesome. It’s alright, he can work around it.

Though, there seems to be a truce between the two or so you thought. Capitano and Pantalone booked you at the same time, with them a bottle of fire-water booze. A strong drink could probably make that annoying oni pass out from a cup of it.

Both seem to want to have a party with you, but is it really a party if it's just you three? You didn’t mind as you and Capitano played Konpira-fune fune. “What’s wrong?” after the round finished and downed a tall glass of fire-water. They had prepared a shot glass just for you.

“Nothing, just a little uneasy, no need to concern yourself with, dear sir.” You yawned a bit behind your sleeve.

“Are you sure?” giving him a nod, so you and him could keep playing. Capitano had the most drinks, while Pantalone went out to get more refreshments but he insisted that you should stay and rest for a bit.

With that thought in your mind, you couldn’t focus on the game that you tapped the cloth by accident. Dread sets in once your eyes meet with the image of the large man pouring you liquor to your shot glass.

“I know you’re supposed to look professional but, it’s just us here.” with the shot glass in one hand, he raised his other hand in a high-five gesture. Just like he practiced, but he didn’t expect you to giggle.

“You really didn’t have you, Dear Capitano.” Yes, what’s wrong with you for overthinking the situation. Your petite hand touched his, it didn’t make any sound but it made you smile. Then it was your turn to drink, you were avoiding the alcoholic beverage as your tolerance might not be high enough to stay sober.

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Flushed face, whines tumbled out of your mouth as you straddle Capitano, intimidated by the size that pressed against your body. Under you is a half nude, well-built military man." I don't think it would fit.. " Wiggling your hips, teasing him.

"Take a deep breath, I'm here…" Capitano says holding both of your hands to help you steady yourself. He finds it adorable, this is one of the scenarios he had daydreamed about. One that kept him up all night for,

"C-capitano…!" It's only the tip that entered your 'petite' cunt, you groaned when someone pulled on your hair making your cheek press onto something hard. Adrenaline courses through your veins as you feel capitano poke through a thin wall of flesh.

“You aren’t forgetting someone aren’t you?” You hazily looked up at Pantalone who kept rubbing his hard on all over your face.

Capitano was getting a little too impatient with your pace so he thrusted upward for his hips to meet yours. " Mm! " You squealed but were soon silenced by Pantalone shoving his shaft down your mouth, you were careful to not bite him since his grip on your hair didn’t cease.

"Archons… She's too adorable for her own good." He hissed as he started to ram into your throat more, nearly making you gag. But most importantly squeezing the man under you that he placed his hands on your hips to relieve himself, feeling the fleshy walls pulsate while he’s staring at your lewd expressions for the bifocal man.

The more it went on, your thighs began to twitch as Capitano kept abusing your hole so deep that you thought he might just break you if he wasn't careful. Meanwhile Pantalone is squeezing your throat lightly, the shaft going down and blocking your airway makes you dizzy with excitement.

Toes began to curl up, not before long the long haired man began to rub his thumb on your clit. Causing you to make muffled moans on the cock that’s face-fucking you right now. Eyes going crossed as tears began to shed, slowly being overwhelmed by the stimulus being made in addition to being drunk. Feeling something building up as you hop on Capitano’s lap in an uneven fashion. Pantalone was the first to notice tugged on your hair again to stop you and pulled out with a wet pop, . “Don’t you think it’s too soon, my gem?”

You have no idea how long the night went on for.

A/n: Sorry it took so long, I got finals waiting for me at a corner soon. I'll try to post Pierro (Star-crossed lovers) when it's all over, happy holidays everyone! - P

ps. if you're unhappy with it, please tell me so I can fix some stuff up!

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marry me

gojo satoru x reader.

or, in which, due to a coincidental circumstance, gojo asks you to marry him.

based off of this drabble . everyone liked it so much that i decided to finally write it XD i hope you all enjoy !!

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ch 1. tossed like a salad

as a new student of jujutsu sorcery, you are sent as a transfer student to japan to help out over there. what you didn't realize was how much stronger the cursed spirits are...

ch 2. hyperactive new recruit

chapter summary coming soon.

ch 3. dropkicked through the ceiling

chapter summary coming soon.

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𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓸𝓷𝓮 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝔀𝓱𝓸𝓶 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓬𝓪𝓻𝓮𝓭, 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓼��𝓬𝓱 𝓪𝓫𝓲𝓭𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮, 𝓱𝓪𝓼 𝓯𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓭 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝔀𝓸𝓷𝓭𝓻𝓸𝓾𝓼 𝓼𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓹𝓪𝓽𝓱 𝓾𝓹 𝓽𝓸 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓱𝓸𝓶𝓮 𝓪𝓫𝓸𝓿𝓮.

𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓱𝓸𝓶𝓮 𝔀𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓳𝓸𝔂 𝓯𝓸𝓻𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝓭𝔀𝓮𝓵𝓵𝓼, 𝔀𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓭 𝓸𝓷𝓮𝓼 𝓫𝓾𝓽 𝓪𝔀𝓪𝓲𝓽 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓾𝓼 𝓽𝓸 𝓼𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓲𝓻 𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓹𝓲𝓷𝓮𝓼𝓼 𝓫𝓮𝔂𝓸𝓷𝓭 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓿𝓮𝓷𝓵𝔂 𝓰𝓪𝓽𝓮.

The idea || The follow up ideas

🄿🄻🄰🅈🄻🄸🅂🅃 || 🄿🄻🄰🅈🄻🄸🅂🅃

⚜ ⓅⓇⒺⒻⒶⒸⒺ ⚜

》 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐔𝐃𝐄 : An Enactment of Genesis

𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄 || The Outlanders

》 𝐀𝐂𝐓 𝐈: The Divine Sovereignty of Gods

𝐂𝟏 || The Legend of a Creator

𝐂𝟐 || The Seven Sovereigns

𝐂𝟑 || Blessing of Seven

𝐂𝟒 || Into the Lunar Palace

𝐂𝟓 || Dynasty of Mythos

𝐂𝟔 || A Timeless Dragon

》 𝐀𝐂𝐓 𝐈𝐈: The Dawn of Rising Archons

》 𝐀𝐂𝐓 𝐈𝐈𝐈: The Age of Irrevocable Folly

》 𝐀𝐂𝐓 𝐈𝐕: Beyond the Mirrors and Veils

》 𝐀𝐂𝐓 𝐕: In Accordance to the Prophecy

》 𝐀𝐂𝐓 𝟎: An Enactment of Finalis

》 𝐃𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐎𝐑`𝐒 𝐂𝐔𝐓𝐒, 𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐎𝐋𝐃, & 𝐏𝐒𝐀𝐋𝐌𝐒:

》 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐔𝐃𝐄𝐒: Recollections of a Maverick

》 𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄𝐒: Pilgrimage of a Mortal God

》 𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐓𝐋𝐔𝐃𝐄: An Enactment of Novalis

》 𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐄: From Yesteryore to Evermorrow

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-LOVERS OF THE EMPRESS- (series masterlist)

Pairings: Genshin men x f! reader

Synopsis: Born and bred to be empress, your clan has sent many women to the royal court but never the most coveted position out of them all. Thanks to your schematic family, the moment you came to this world was when the first empress has been rid of, presenting the fate of a mere newborn. Try to adjust to your life in the throne as your heart is shaken by the men who came to your life, one after another. Either as a passerby, a lesson or perhaps true love.

Tags: royalty! au | reverse harem | teyvat empire! au | contains smut/suggestive scenes | angst & fluff/comfort

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a/n: compiled all the manhwas I read into the ultimate whatever this is | chapters are character centered while going with the flow of the story with appearances from other love interests.

prologue

chapter one | the prince's comfort

chapter two | dorian

chapter three | springtime crush

chapter four | man on the tower

chapter five | sanctuary in the woods

chapter six | what he saw that night

-future chapters tba-

end notes: this. was supposed to be a smut headcanon. like you fuck around and stuff but it got too much inspiration so it turned to this. and I absolutely love royalty au so I felt like it would be a wasted potential to make it a smut headcanon. + let me know if u want to be tagged.

[lemonandlime22]

Replaced au Mc

(part 1) (part 2) (part 3) (part 4) (part 5) (part 6) (part 7) (part 8)

Words: 1439

Gn!Mc

Based off ‘Adventure is out there’ by AJR

Warnings: Angst,

A/N: i am so sorry for how long this took but i hope you enjoy it.

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"...wuh- wait- Tomo wait- just hold on!"

Tomo had dragged you out to the courtyard and their grip on your hand had been slowly tightening on the way there. You were worried about them and wanted to know the problem. They made a sudden stop at a bench in a secluded corner of the courtyard. After taking a deep breath they turned to you with a worried and guilty expression. Before you could ask if they were ok they spoke up with a soft almost shaky voice.

" i... im sorry for yelling earlier. its just- it pissed me off how oblivious he acts! how all of them act!..."

Their eyes had grown glossy as tears started to fill them, almost brimming over. As soon as you saw their eyes, you pulled them into a gentle hug and brought them down to sit on the bench.

"Thank you,,, but really, it's all okay..." You whispered to them in a soft tone.

"no- NO! No, it is not all okay!" They shouted as they rose up from your arms and stood up with tears now streaming down their face and a panicked expression, but they continued,

"Some of your dearest friends abandoned you! They ignored you for over half a year! They didn't even care all those times you came home with bruises from your failed potions! They would outright walk away from you when you tried to talk to them! I could go on but we might be here for hours!"

Tomo paused, taking a breath and wiping their tears. They sat back down taking both of your hands in theirs and looking you in your eyes

"So please,,, don't say that all of that is okay. It's not and you know it." They spoke in a soft yet stern tone contrasting their frustrated and panicked shouts just moments ago.

You were in shock, not expecting that from Tomo of all people. But they were right, the brothers actions weren't okay, and you knew that. Even though you had been making plans to leave within the coming months, a part of you still wanted to defend their actions. You had no idea why, maybe deep down you still love them, or maybe you still feel indebted to Lilith for bringing you back to life from what felt like an eternity ago.

A soft familiar warm feeling started to grow in your chest, one of gratefulness and relief for the care that Tomo showed for you and your wellbeing. As the feeling grew stronger some tears escaped your eyes, and you hugged them once again,

"Thank you... that meant a lot to hear someone say it"

Tomo hummed in engorgement and returned your hug.

After a few moments of silence, they let go and brought their hands up to wipe your tears and let them rest on your cheeks as they proposed an offer,

"How 'bout we move in together in the human world when the year is over! you can pick the place, I don't care where just as long as I can be with you and make sure your okay. I don't want you to ever feel alone again"

The suggestion took you off guard but you weren't opposed to the arrangement. You thought quietly for a minute before responding.

"I'd like that, I know a good place it's even close to Simeon's café. you've never been, have you? you'd love it!"

Taking Tomo's hand you pulled them up and started leading them back inside RAD

"Let's go look for Simeon, I'm pretty sure he hasn't gone home yet. Anyway, he knows the area way better than I do!"

As you lead the way you failed to notice the calm, loving expression on Tomo's face. Tomo brought their free hand to their chest and took a deep breath to relax their pounding heart. After managing to calm down they sped up their pace to walk next to you rather than behind, all while never letting go of your hand and even intertwining your fingers together.

~~~~~~(Meanwhile)~~~~~~

Mammon knew exactly the first place to start looking for clues on why you were actually leaving, your room! You had been in there a lot lately, and even though he tried to deny it, a small part of him knew why. Thinking about it brought back that same feeling of guilt and dread pooling up in the bottom of his stomach. He quickly shook off the unwelcome feeling and snuck his way into your room.

A few minutes into looking in all the hiding places he knew of in your room, under the bed, between the mattress, on the tree, etc, something caught his attention from the darker part of the room at the end of the bed. Looking closer he realized it was the Harrison Potter key chain he got for the both of you on that first trip he had to the human world with you. Mammon quietly chuckled to himself at the memory but quickly realized something,

"wait- why is it here and not with Mc!?" he shouted, upset that you didn't have it on you. " Even i still have it on my DDD-" he pulled out his phone as he said this, wanting to text you and ask why it was, not only not on you, but also in some random part of your room, but paused when he realized, he didn't have the key chain on his DDD ether.

"Huh,,, weird, I could have sworn it that there. Eh, probably just forgot to put it back on when I got my new DDD case."

Looking back up from his DDD he noticed a large old looking box behind a pillow and under some haphazardly tossed cloths, further into the corner. Opening it he found stacks of photos, some random articles of clothing, and some seemingly random trinkets. At first, it just seemed like just a bunch of old junk that was probably going to be thrown away, but looking closer he realized that all these things he recognized were from him and his brothers.

The photos were from all of the adventures from the past few years, even some that he knew you use to have framed around your room.

"W- well that's fine, maybe they just want to keep the pictures in a safe place, so they don't get damaged..." he said in a shaky unsure voice.

Grabbing a couple of the clothes, he recognized one or two to be some of his brother's and one outfit he recognized was one that Asmo had got for you, actually... all these clothes were either his or his brothers, or clothes they had gifted you.

"They-they probably just grew out of them- yeah yeah, and they just wanted to return our clothes but forgot. I do that all the time" Mammon's voice grew even shakier than before, but brushed it off with a quiet nervous chuckle.

He glanced down at the trinkets, he saw that they were all the gifts that he and his brothers had given to you, and just some things from the memories you all shared. The botch that lucifer had given to you, some anime figures from Levi, a book or two from Satan, even a pillow from Belphe, and those cursed halos.

"T-they just wanted these t-to be safe,,, they.. they never would want to get rid of these... right?" his vision grew blurry with tears about to fall out, but he quickly rubbed them away and kept telling himself that this all had to have a good reason for being here.

Further down in the box were 7 gemstones, the ones that they had all given them during that whole gem fiasco. What confused him is that there were only 7, you had been given 12. Looking up to your bookshelf, he saw the other 5 sitting there front and center. Actually looking around your bookshelf and table some more, he saw a bunch of gifts and photos all decorated around and he recognized them being from everyone,,, everyone except his brother and... and him.

Tears slowly fell down Mammon's face at the gut wrenching realization. Tomo was right... Mammon sobbed into the clothing in his hands, his sobbing slowly got louder and louder as the minutes passed. He was so lost in his own thoughts and regrets that he didn't notice the door opening or the arms being wrapped around him, all he could do was lean into the hug and sob into whoever's shirt it was. This continued for a while until he gave into exhaustion and everything went black.

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[books-and-catears]

Avatar of Chaos:

Gifted in Bad Faith (9)

<- Chap 8

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"I knew it...I KNEW...I KNEW THEY WERE GOING TO DO THIS TO YOU!" Luke cried out like he was in deep agony.

Solomon had to put a silencing spell on his room because Luke was wailing too loud. He leaned against the door, sighing.

"Luke..." You sat there on Solomon's bed wringing your hands together. All your powers and all your strength and you couldn't calm down this baby angel.

"Michael told me you were supposed to be part of the Celestial Realm! You're supposed to be a Seraphim - you're supposed to replace Lucifer!" Luke banged his fists in your lap. You only cushioned them with your open palms.

But this was news to you. You glanced at Solomon for confirmation. He shrugged his shoulders - even he didn't know.

"Do they even know what they've done to you?! How are they okay with this?! Why haven't they told us anything?!" Luke continued.

"They don't know. Well, noone except Barbatos. And I'm not planning to tell them yet." You explained. "Not until the day of the play."

Luke stared at you confused. After all it made no sense from his point of view.

"I know it doesn't make sense right now. And I'm not sure I ever want it to make sense to you..." You cupped his face. "A pure heart like yours shouldn't know these things."

"You're not all gone, right? Some of you is still in there. I know it is."

You hugged him tight, allowing yourself to cry. The one true friend you ever had since the beginning of this mess. You grimaced in pain, imagining what he'd do if he actually saw you die that night.

You were grateful he would never actually have to see it. He would never know of the things that turned you into this.

🥀

But someone else knew. Someone who's heart had been corrupted enough to know exactly what was going to happen in the play and why you were so adamant on it being improv.

Barbatos was pacing around his room again. These incidents and the growing tension between the brothers was making Diavolo worry. In all his loyalty, the Butler ought to come clean about all he knew.

But your threats were not to be taken lightly. Especially with Solomon on your side. Helpless he sank to his bed, trying to forget.

In moments like these, you were usually by his side, weren't you? He smiled bitterly knowing the old you would have held his hand and talked him down from all his worries. And then you'd wake up earlier than him and start working in the kitchen - all to make things easier for him.

"Try to sleep. Otherwise you'll be exhausted tomorrow."

He jerked up from his bed. He looked towards his window to see you, sitting there. One leg propped up, the other leg dangling.

"MC? You're here at this hour?"

"Luke found out about me. It was hard to come clean to him."

"Oh that's dreadful."

"Don't worry I told him you had no part in it. He loves you, I didn't want him to stop on my accord."

"....."

"The play is in two days. Just bear it for two more days, okay? I know it's hard keeping things from Diavolo." You sighed.

Barbatos chuckled for the first time in ages. "My punishment seems to be far lighter than the brothers."

"You deliberately lead me to death. But then you saved me too. I don't know how I feel about you. You just replaced me with another me when it was convenient." You stared at him, trying to make up your mind.

"I shall not repeat those actions again. You can take my word for it." He bowed in apology.

"Oh I'm not worried about that." You smiled. "I made sure to kill every version of me that crossed paths with you lot. I'm the only one left."

Barbatos fell back down on his bed, staring at you in horror.

"Oh don't look so scared, the deaths were painless." You got ready to leave, your wings big and beautiful behind you. "Goodnight, Barbatos. Sleep well."

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Lucifer stirred awake. He had fallen asleep in his study again. What is that noise? The dull sound of someone flapping their wings. He groaned as he got up. Damnit, Mammon. Could you not give him a break in these times?

He brought out his wings, flying upwards scaling the building till the sound was louder.

"Seriously what do you think you're doing at this hour, Ma-"

It wasn't Mammon. It was you, trying to open the window wider from the outside. You with your very own wings.

"M-MC?"

You groaned in frustration. First Luke, now Lucifer. You simply couldn't catch a break today. You should have just teleported, but no you just had to feel the breeze a little.

"Out for a midnight flight in the clouds too, Lucifer?"

He was sleep-deprived and drowsy. You simply had to turn this into a dream. Who knows? It might even be fun.

"Since when... do you have wings?" He flew closer to you.

You merely smiled, taking his arm. "I have horns too. I'm an Avatar just like you. The Avatar of Chaos. Come, let's fly together a little."

Lucifer visibly relaxed under your touch. Yes this was definitely one of his bizarre drunken dreams. Afterall he did sneak a few sips of Demonus while working.

"Chaos, you say? That means your virtue was Harmony. No wonder you could fix our messy, undisciplined lot."

"Indeed I could. But you can't possibly expect me to do that anymore." You chuckled. "I'm a demon now, Lucifer. And I'm far worse than anyone you've known ever since you've been down here."

He didn't seem to take you seriously. "MC you couldn't be unkind even if you tried. You're too pure for that. You have Lilith's blood in you afterall."

Seriously Lucifer, will you never learn?

You smiled through gritted teeth. You had half a mind to cut through his wings with your claws, let him fall and bleed out over the ground.

"Let's turn back around now, MC. There's classes tomorrow."

"Sure sure. Just one last thing to show you." You held his face and made him look down at something. Before he could figure out what it is - he felt a sudden thrust on his back.

He couldn't adjust his flight as the air seemed to push him downwards with alarming force. He crashed headfirst.

The ground was soft, he wasn't hurt much except aching elbows and knees. He looked around dishevelled. What is this place? A graveyard?

Each tombstone the exact same in shape. He rubbed the dirt out of his eyes to read the inscription.

In the loving memory of MC.

What?! Surely he was misreading it. It was dark and he didn't even have his glasses. He looked at another one to check. It said the same thing.

Every one he checked said the same damn thing. It was a graveyard full of your graves. Hundreds, thousands maybe more. All you.

"MC?!" He looked for you in the sky. Weren't you right with him? Where did you go? "MC!"

"I'm right here, Lucifer."

You were circling him like a hawk before you finally settled down on one of your own graves. "You didn't get any flowers for me? How mean..." You joked.

Lucifer head grew heavy, spinning on itself. "No you... you're here.... you're alive."

"Am I really?" You mock wondered, with a hand on your cheek. "Are you sure I'm not lying still on the floor, suffocating under your brother's grip and your watchful eyes...?"

Your wings glowed in the dark, beating loudly. He fell to the ground, covering his ears overwhelmed with the sound. "MC..."

Lucifer stirred in his sleep. He had fallen asleep in his study again. What was that noise? Someone's knocking on his door. "Come in." He says, holding his aching head.

"I knew you were still awake." You enter the room with a glass of warm milk. "Drink up and try to sleep won't you?"

[iwillpissyourpants]

Update on 'A new life?'

Please read if youre interested in the A new life? fic, this is pretty important

Fic updates

Hey yall I have Covid😃

I havent been able to write anything, I genuinely apologize, i just feel so sick i havent been on my phone much.

Though I can say I estimate that A new life? will be another 3 parts, 4 if im feeling like i need to tie it all up better.

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The Summer of Gods (2014), Directed and written by Eliciana Nascimento.

Ordered it this morning and watched it about 5 times already. Black women must write their own stories, there’s really no other way at this point. this was the first film Ive watched in a while that did not involve a Black woman/girl being mistreated in some kind of way. Just beauty and loving who you are and where you come from.

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The Strong Willed Empress

Chapter 5 PT 2

"The Return of the Vulture"

Allarick walked quickly towards the bedroom wanting to wash up before meeting with his Empress. The Empress always wanted him looking presentable when he was in the divine presence of his beloved. The Emperors cape flew in the wind in a majestic and threatening way. He made slow calculated movements of a predator. Always watching and waiting for those... things.

The large gates rumbled and groaned to life once Allarick was standing close enough for the guards to see his face. All to slowly did they lift up. He could see the window to the bedroom they shared. Just arm's length away and he isn't there yet. 'This is taking way to long.'

The gates were to loud to hear the on coming carriage. The coachmen of the red, black, and gold carriage pulled the reins of the horses as hard as he could. The Emperor turned around to see the leading horses raise on their hind legs. He quickly moved out of the way only to cut the reins that held them to the carriage.

The beautiful carriage tipped on its side and skid to a stop. The enraged Emperor didn't care what they were here for or why they were speeding towards the palace, he just wanted them gone. A man around 20 cycles* old climbed out of the door. He held on for life hoping the wood would break under his weight.

Allarick glared at this man hoping that it wasn't another 'peace treaty'. He briskly walked over to the man and was preparing to behead him for coming into the palace unannounced.

"Halt! Re-sheathe your sword! I am The Prince of Amodod! Here to negotiate a peace treaty." That straw shuck of a man said to the Emperor.

"All the more reason to kill you then. Hold still, I'll make this as quick as my anger will let me." The Emperor sounded calm, to calm for the words coming out of his clenched teeth. The palace guards were rushing towards the scene with Alun behind them.

Dominic was watching everything from his window. 'Another concubine?? Shouldn't I be enough... though either way I'll remain the Empress' favorite.' He ran towards the double doors leading to the hallway and began to bang on them to let him out. Don't keep him in this room anymore! It's torture! The Empress is already looking for others to fill his shoes!

The Empress calmly waited in the throne room already knowing the chaos ongoing through the entire palace. The magnificent being sat on a plush pillow sipping on some water to help the headache growing from the stress of this week. A sigh echoed through the room.

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Love?

Maiko/Geisha! Reader

Order received!

Pantalone (guest)

Flower set

Pouring drinks

Sing/dance

Talk

Play games

Tea ceremony

Lovelorn set (Yan! 18+ only!)

Giselle's Calla Lily(flower)

Burning passion (Circlet)

Giselle's Pinion (plume)

Wedding bells(sands)

To be or not to be (goblet)

Kudoku (weapon)

Dessert (explicit content)

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Tags: Yandere, Ft. Dottore, murder, Drug use, sexual content, mind-control/brainwash, Attempted murder, Manipulation, blackmail (implied), death threats (implied), self-sabotaging (does that count?)/self-harm, guilt-trip, love bombing (?). Using a different writing style, Yan’s pers. is at the near end. No mention of condoms (“practice safe sex folks!”- Falaila)

Note: Repeat after me: “this is a dark fic, not a romance fic”, if you compare this with romeo and juliet. You got the wrong genre for it, but then again most romance fics have a lot of problems these days. Minors do not interact. Ps, this isn’t accurate but for the sake of the fic.

“The usual I presume, Bubbles? Love is a subjective word. Anything could be sprouted from it. Both good and bad, though most people would rather look at the good things instead.” -Scribe

“ Uh …. What he said.” - Falaila

Rip, Shingo’s wallet ~ P

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First meeting prt 2

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"More Sake, my Lord?" You offered your services to the stygian haired man with a gentle smile. With the gentle moonlight shining down, you'd cursed at the moon for being such a tease!

"Please." He gestures at the cup, so you pour him some.

"Are you enjoying yourself, my lord?" You asked as he took a few sips.

" If I'm not, what else would you offer me?" Returning the question back to you. You know how to handle guests like him.

" I can play you some music, my Lord. “

“No need, we might disturb others.”

“If one were to play, which would you prefer?”

“Whatever the ‘heart’ desires.” That’s farce, both you and him know it. Even more so if the heart has different ideas.

“I have a few songs in mind, my lord.”

“Excellent.”

“What is your name?”

“Hú dié-"

" I meant your actual name, dear."

" We are not allowed to disclose that, dear sir. But you are allowed to know my stage name."

" I see, tell me then. What are your thoughts on visions?" Given what you have known about Harbingers, they don't possess any vision, yet have access to this dangerous version of it from what Fuuka told you.

" Well, everyone has ambitions, no mountain could be climbed in a 'proper' way even if one has no vision. Ordinary people have their own ways, they just can't see it."

" Hmm."

" Though, just as ambitions drive a person. It all depends if one would do anything to achieve it… What about you sir? Are you more of a wait and see person, or rushing head first?"

" That's none of your concern. But if you wish to know, I'm more of the former."

" That's good, having said that. If you keep to yourself at the sidelines, you might miss an opportunity. "

" Speaking of.. " And so he started to talk your ear off a few of his theories, it is interesting to hear them. Too bad you can't disclose them to anyone else.

When it is time to play music for the others, your fingers couldn’t help fidget a little, anxious in the inside of the next piece. You tried to invite Pantalone into the games that the others had prepared, but he declined saying it's too childish of him to do so. Knowing people like him aren’t satisfied with the service, so you offered a session over tea to calm his mind. Surprisingly, he accepted it.

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2nd meeting

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You never really expect him to come back, done that, time to move on with your boring life. Yet why did he meet you after turning into a Geisha for a short formal meeting with Lord Fuyu, who was your first visitor as a certified professional.

“Welcome, honored guests.” You bowed to them, serving them drinks and letting them drink first before you did. “Sir, if I may." Lord Fuyu, made a gesture for you to proceed. " Thank you, the passage here is rather treacherous. I suggest going through here, there is a cavern that your merchandise could pass through." You point at the narrow path where a small pack of slimes congregate. "It shouldn't be too hard to deal with slimes there."

" I say, that does sound like a wonderful idea. How about you, Lord Harbinger. What are your thoughts?” Lord Fuyu says, though wanting to hear more thoughts on the matter.

“It does raise a point, but the risk of damaging the goods is present.” The Harbinger hummed.

“Thank you for considering the prospect, my Lord.” You bowed at the two high ranking gentlemen.

“I'm definitely going to give you a recommendation, Hú dié!” Fuyu smiled at you.

“You flatter me, Lord Fuyu. I only gave you another option to ponder over.”

“Meals are on me.” Fuyu laughed.

“Lord Fuyu, ah … Never mind. Shall I play a song for you instead?” You were about to remind him that it would be an additional price, though. You’ll just tell your Mada to try and lessen the pay.

“Yes, please. Hú dié.”

“Of course.” Once you played the Zither after folding the sleeves a bit, you specialized in the Liyue style of music. Never forgetting where you hailed from, even if they tried to mold you into this ‘perfect’ woman they idealized. Or were you just scared of change and trying to convince yourself that you’ll be unrelenting as the mountains?

That thought haunted your very being to this day, revealing such sadness hidden within the upbeats of the strings. Each note made it look like you’re just caressing it. You will have to apologise for ruining the music to them.

“No need to be sorry, Hú dié. You played wonderfully, here a toast as your first customer in the industry!”

“Thank you, truly sir.”

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3rd meeting

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“Greetings, Lord Harbinger.” You bowed and greeted him by the door after closing. “Thank you for requesting me.”

“I wanted to thank you for the suggestion, and answers to a few questions.”

“You may, my Lord. But fair warning, I cannot speak what I shouldn’t voice out.”

“That’s a pity, oh well. What can you tell me about your madam?”

Think carefully of your words, since the reputation of your madam is on the line. “Lady Wong is an honorable one, she has connections nearly all over the country and this tea house is only one of the many branches of the Wong wealth.”

“You’re from Liyue, no?” He gambled a guess.

“That is correct, I do not come from here. I am grateful to my Mada who let me serve under her wing.”

“Servitude relationship?” Another assumption by the banker.

“If you look at it in a stranger’s view, yes. But I owe alot to her.” That is no lie, Lord Shingo could attest to that . “Would you like me to offer you some tea? I still owe you one from a while ago.”

“I AM a tad curious about one of your specialties, Hú dié.”

“I will begin, Lord Harbinger.” Smiling before gathering the necessary items for the tea ceremony. It's a somewhat long process, while along the way you taught him how to enjoy fresh grind tea. “The locals here preferred the taste as is, but you may add some sweetness to it. If you want, I know of a place where we could have some traditional sweets.” Offering your service again.

“That would be lovely, Hú dié.”

“Since this is your first time as my guest, I’ll tell Mada to not charge you for it.” Knowing how they charge for a ‘party’.

“Do you do this to all of your guests?” Pantalone’s voice lace with a tease but his smile tells a different story.

“It depends on the customer, just think of it as an ‘Inazuman’ welcome from me.” He pondered over it.

“I’ll look forward to it.”

You and him spend a wonderful time at a local but popular sweet shop. “My apologies if it’s not up to your standards, Lord Harbinger.”

“Oh no, it's alright. It is quite the experience, miss Hú dié.”

“Thank you for visiting me, Lord Harbinger.”

“Please, call me Pantalone when we’re alone.”

“Of course, Pantalone.”

But that wasn’t the end of your meeting with him, even though your tiny fan base. You’re still making enough cash to meet your quota. At least no tea grinding for you.

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?th meeting

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Another day to be spent with a certain Harbinger today, he made a rather strange request to let you wear something else. "The 9th Harbinger had told me to hand this to you when he arrived.” A servant gave you a set of clothes. Its material felt cool to the touch, subtle shimmer of the scarf’s fabric. “You have 1600 hours.” She notifies before leaving you to get ready.

Once worn, it dawned on you that the outfit is made out of silk… the highest quality of it. "Why would he… ?" Mumbling to yourself until a servant came in and told you that your guest had arrived. Climbing up the stairs, being careful to not disturb the others. “Greetings, Lord Harbinger.” Bowing to him at the door of the room before entering and closing it.

“Come in, come in, Hú dié. We have so much to discuss.” For some odd reason it made your gut wrenched, dismissing it the thought away. Thinking you’re just nervous.

“What would you like to talk about Lord Harbinger?”

“It's Pantalone, Hú dié.” He reminded, it felt odd not using any of the honorifics with guests like you’re trained to.

“Understood, Pantalone.”

"So Hú dié, how are you today?"

“Rather fine, though, you don’t have to let me wear something so extravagant.” With the long sleeves, you covered half of your face.

“And what’s wrong with being able to look nice? Here, a small token for helping in our arrangement.” He pulled out a clothed item and handed it over to you. Opening it, it reveals a silver hair ornament with a tinge of blue gems.

“I cannot accept this.”

“Nonsense, then think of it as my personal gift as an acquaintance of mine.”

“Here.” He went over to place it in her hair. “Looks wonderful.” Added, followed by a satisfied sigh.

“I humbly thank you again. Lord Harbinger Pantalone.” You went back to using honorifics and titles. Though, he seemed to be in a pleasant mood right now to notice it.

“Oh, that reminds me, I have recently procured a fresh batch of black currants from a partnered company. Will you give it a taste?” You had heard of the wild berries that garnered a few attention from wine brewers to create a new refreshing booze somewhere in Mondstadt. After he tries to convince you of tasting it, you try a handful of it.

"How sweet, yet so strange" You plop a few berries in, though noticed that the black currants had an odd aftertaste as soon as you bit it.

“I’m glad you enjoyed it, I shall procure more for you in the future.”

“Really, you don’t have to.”

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Xth meeting

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You haven’t been able to sleep properly afterwards, every movement given to you became taxing than the last. "You don't look so well… " Pantalone worried over you a few days ago,

"I'm fine, just a little woozy." (e/c) looking over to the opened window.

'I wonder what it's like to fall off a building?' Mind, mortified at your own thoughts.

"We could continue this another time if you want to rest." Pantalone placed his hand on yours, making you flinch at the contact. ‘Would he like bite marks?.’

“N-no, you came all this way to see me, it would be rude of me to shoo you away.” It isn’t like you to be this… Expressive.

“ Have you always had these… Things on?” Curiously, moving his hand from yours to touch the black speckled earring that latched onto your ear.

“The one who helped me lent me it.” He hummed, leaning closer for closer inspection. “Ah, lord Pantalone. Would you like for me to dance for you?” Hoping to transfer the attention to something else, especially when he’s being charged per hour. The consistent woe wormed insistently to your brain. Those closed eyed expressions show no signs of social cues. Though all he gave is an exasperated sigh, with the wave of his hand, he allowed you to do as you pleased.

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Again, he had requested you. This time he brought you outside of the tea house once more. It's growing late with some of the people retreating to their homes. Stopping at a wooden bridge with the view of the rising moon.

"Pantalone… You can’t request me again after this.” You looked at him dead straight in the eye, trying to hold back some tears. You could hear them, those damnable whispers that tempt you.

The raven haired Harbinger stood there in silence, trying to process what the young entertainer had said. “What..?” He felt your dainty hand caressing his cheek. Your eyes trailed down to his neck, another utter within your mind had tried to nudge you in a certain direction.

You gulp in anticipation, pulling your hand back before another intrusive thought enters your mind. “You can't love me, I'm chained to my occupation. All those words and praises are just part of my job." The 9th Harbinger tried to hold your hand, only for you to give him a wide berth. You had to do this, NEED to.

“This isn’t over.” He declared, face twisted in anger, looking at you but the geisha already left.

“Goodbye, My Lord Harbinger.” Whispering into the wind as voices in your mind grew louder to turn back and push him off the bridge.

'Failure… Failure… Failure!'

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After that, you've been relieved from being a Geisha, and decided to work as a tea grinder or servant rather so you and him wouldn’t meet. Or so you thought he would give up, but here you are, trapped between the kitchen counter and him.

"Greetings, lovely night. Isn't it?" 'Kill', the only thought that runs through your head once you see him. Head pulsating, commanding you to bend to its will. You could feel your ear getting warm.

" Lord Pantalone, I told you: we cannot meet." He had his hands on either side, leaving no egress for you. Hahahaha! I wonder how tasty his blood could be?

" Shh, be a quiet little gem. Or else they'll hear us." You could have sworn he'd hear the beating of your own heart as well, squeezing as if to threaten you to do the whims of your dark ‘desires’.

Pantalone snapped you out of it when he mentioned your Matron's title"-I waited long enough for you. Me and that Madam of yours talked earlier."

‘Choke him… He might look cute with it.’ That thought made you teared up

" Ah.. " a blush crept to your face, his head going close to your neck.

" Stay still." He commanded. (e/c) widen the moment you gaze at your dominant hand reaching in to grab the knife that you were cutting veggies earlier.

Adrenaline flowed through your veins. "Stop!" Your wails of agony echoed in the room. Using your body to push away the stunned bifocal man. " Pantalone, get away from me!" The tempo of your heart raced even more once you had seen the work you had done to protect him. Tears fell down your face as your own hand stabbed the possessed arm. Impaling his gift hairpin deeper into your shoulder. Delirious, as the buzzing dark hymns try to implore you to bend to their will. "Shut up, shut up shuddup!"

Shouts of his bodyguards grew near. Wails formed from your mouth unlike ever before heard in the settlement, falling over to the ground. Red fluid escaped from your shoulder, digging the pin deeper as your haunted body re-attempts to assassinate your dear patron, your friend.

Jaw quivers as you let out a screech, feeling hands all over your body to restrain you. Muddled voices that mend together. ‘Unloved?’, it irked you to no end as the mind-numbing darkness swallowed you whole. Leaving you a bloody mess under the distraught guest, Pantalone.

~ Brief pov swap~

“So you basically kidnapped her?” Dottore seemed miffed, examining the tiny thing that unlatched from the rogue geisha.

“In my defense, she attacked me, so I have the right to investigate.” Pantalone replied.

“Sure, whatever, this doesn’t seem like a genuine Kodoku, it crumbles too easily.”

“You sure know this.” looking at the littered documents that sprawled all over the table and down on the floor next to it.

“But of course I have knowledge of this. I am curious on how it was developed and have a person under your control. Though alas, I have no leads for it. At least, not a live one that's for sure. " Chuckling to himself as the dreadful Doctor faces the Regrator, “I do not have sufficient funds for it if you wish for me to pursue that trail.” Of course, he would want more.

“How could someone obtain it?”

Mask face showed a frown of displeasure. “That’s the same question I’ve asked every alchemist- no, lunatics I’ve found. Their answers are all similar; ‘ love’.” That’s saying something if the loon doctor dubbed them so.

“And here I thought you’d have answers.”

Walking towards his work bench, Dottore spoke. “Even a Summa Cum Laude could fail a simple entrance exam..”

“Maybe I should have asked Sandrone instead.” That made the Doctor stop in his tracks.

“You keep that hussy out of this.” Hissed the red eyed doctor, true they have been partners in a few projects. But to imply a mere puppeteer is more superior than him, think again.

Pantalone gave a rather mocking smile that thinned and reached his ears. “Oh? Is the wise doctor so afraid of a little filly outsmarting him?”

“Zip that mouth lover-boy. This research would take a bit, but I’m sure Zeta wouldn’t mind figuring it out.” The cyan haired man huffs, placing the shattered pill size poison on a piece of cloth then pocketing it. Not even Pantalone is sure if the person before him is the Doctor himself or not.

“Do you have any idea on how to obtain it?” Asking again, like a child stuck in a question cycle. The outcast flared his nose, Dottore tossed his research papers from a desk at the banker. It’s five pages long, and the majority of it is crossed out words and scribbled nonsense.

“Now, leave me in peace. I wish to have alone time with my newest creation.” Ah, yes. ‘Creation’ one that spells abomination down to the poor souls of the icy nation.

“Your handwriting is as terrible as always.“ The wealthy man complained.

“Oh.” Unhinged man let out a little titter, “How insensitive of me, I did not think of those who cannot fathom my wits.”

“Listen here you-!” Pantalone was about to shout profanities at the wise doctor of Snezhnaya until a harsh knock on the door interrupted their spat.

“Lord Harbinger Pantalone, we have found the suspect!”

The fox-faced business man clicked his tongue. “Tch, rough them up before I get there. Keep them barely alive!” Looking back at the documents, there’s something about this ‘Kodoku��� having various forms, including gas. “Hmm…”

~You~ (After two weeks)

“Mm?” Groaning as your arm seems to ache, remembering that moment with Pantalone. A tear escaped your eye while your head felt like it’ll split open the moment you tried to sit up. Picking things up with your injured dominant hand proves to be a trial as it jitters before the item falls out of your grasp. The room's clean, obviously it isn't yours since it’s vastly different from the nation of eternal traditional style. Observing your wound that’s been patched up, and your clothes too have changed into a simple, long, night robe.

The door opened, revealing Pantalone “____, are you feeling well?” Out of fear, you move your body towards the bed's headboard, your back meets the cold metallic frame. Apologies after apologies, you desperately tried to put space between you and him. A sad look appeared on his face as he neared you. “It’s alright, you aren’t going to hurt me. And I know that.” sitting down on the plush bed that you're on.

Eyes bawled out streams of tears as dark thoughts invaded your mind once more. “Pantalone, just please. Don’t come any closer!”

Twitchy hands, flinched at the notion of the black haired man holding your hand. “See, you can’t hurt me. Please, tell me what happened.”

Grotesque images of various scenarios danced around your mind. “It- just won’t leave me alone!” Swatting his hands away from you, that feeling of warm blood coated your hand haunts you as if to embrace this ill-thoughts.

“Shh, shhh, I’m here. Please, talk to me and everything will be alright.” Pantalone captured your helpless, frail, body in his embrace. Sobs escaped from you, all those years of training to show no emotion, wasted on a failure like you.

Ugly tears fell and unto the luxurious coat that he often wears. “Please tell me it isn’t real. That you’re not just some sick joke…” He petted your hair, trying to calm you down.

A smile creeped up on his face. “I promise, my little gem. I am real, alive and well thanks to you. You may rest easy, my love.”

“Pantalone…”

He leans in to kiss you, stiffening at his sudden behavior, “Do you need further proof than that?” Speechless, he only chuckled at your response. Finding it your puffy red eyes, mixed with muddled bafflement. “ I honestly doubt you’ll be welcomed back at the tea house after that. Why don’t you stay for a while? And I’ll help you get some help.”

“But, I’ll just be a burden to you.” True, but with no home. And no definitive skills for any work outside the tea house, you’re good as dead in the working world.

“Dear, if you were. I wouldn’t be treating you like this.” He got you there, knowing this man wouldn’t take no for an answer. “I was recommended this type of incense to ease the mind. Would you like to join me?” Pantalone smiled.

(the dessert scene) / r18+!

The sweet scent invaded your nose as you felt so relaxed under his touch. “See? You just needed to wash your stress away…” Pantalone insisted that you should lean on him. Everything felt fuzzy, warm and sticky. You tried to talk but it only fell upon deaf ears.

“That feels good, right?” He rubbed your shoulders, his hands drifting down to your chest soon enough, groping you. Pantalone smiles triumphantly as he sees how dazed his beloved entertainer is. “Don’t worry, there’s more to it than that, my dear gem. I won’t lose you like last time." Feeling his fingers pressing up against your clothed pussy, chuckling when you try to lean closer to his hand. "So eager." Kissing the side of your head before teasing you, taking his time.

"P-pant…!” You groaned as your muscles ease up. Drool drips down from your chin, earning a chuckle from him.

“I told you to be patient.” He chastised you as he pinched your nipple and leaned down to lick the other one after adjusting both of your positions. Your melodious moans are music to his ears.

Breath hitched, feeling his trousers tighten underneath you. “Sing more, my gem. Praise me, love me, worship me.” His tongue left your tit for that prize he set his eyes upon. Letting your upper body lay upon the bed, knowing full well you wouldn’t resist this.

Now he’s towering over you, taking off the coat, jacket, everything followed by stripping you down naked. Taking a moment or two to fully save the scene in front of him. Pulling on your thighs, bringing you closer to him. You could feel the warm and twitching cock that’s on top of your wet cunt.

“P-pwehse …!” You sobbed in feverish need of him in you. Any rational thinking had been thrown out of the window by now. He chortles and kisses those tears away, your arms wrapped around his neck.

"Of course, anything for you my gem." His eyes met with yours, those odd shaped pupils taking form. He relishes in the rush feeling as he rubbed his shaft on your aching little bud then shoving his own tip in you, panting. Your warm walls squeezing him tight and snug.

In a few moments, he grabbed your legs and had it over his shoulders to have a better angle. "You're mine… mine … mine … mine!" He moans every time his hips meet with yours. The squelching noises grew louder. Your hands pulled him closer kissing him, swirling your tongue together, ragged breathing became apparent that you're nearing your end. Pantalone hurried and chase his own pleasure.

Unaware of a third person by the door observing the two beyond their door, writing on their paper. Undisturbed of the grunts that resonated from their test subjects' intense love-making. " Due to the subject being vulnerable to the first dose of Kodoku, they're easily susceptible to the incense. Though it is unclear if they are still under the effects of the first drug. Further research is needed.” They concluded before hearing the poor girl letting out a loud cry of pleasure.

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A/N: please do tell me if you want the after story and or Pantalone’s side of the story. Criticism is often welcome, but if it’s about the accuracy of the Geisha occupation, not that.

“This could have gone better, my dear Puppeteer. Or have those thoughts gotten to you again?” - Scribe

“Don’t listen to him! It’s fine as is!”- Falaila