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Warnings: Kidnapping, Sexual Assault, Drugging, Minor Violence

Summary: Dottore leaves Sumeru, his work there finished, however he can't resist taking his new little assistant with him.

A continuation of my Dottore Akasha Mind Control Fic

Sorry for how long this part 2 took. I've still got 2 more parts in mind to write, but I honestly have no idea when I might actually write them.

I tried to make this as gender neutral as possible, but please let me know if I’ve made any mistakes.

Word Count: 4599

“Don’t worry, you’ll love Snezhnaya, it’s a bit cold, but you’ll get used to it,” He leaned down towards you, gripping your chin tighter as you flinched, trying to pull away. “I’ve told the Doctor plenty about you and he’s very excited to meet you.”

You paused for a moment, taking in what you had just been told. It didn't make any sense, isn't Il Dottore supposed to be 'the Doctor'? You were sure that was what he had introduced himself as before, though your memory was fuzzy, you weren't even sure how much time had passed since you had the misfortune of meeting him.

He cocked his head to the side, watching your reaction, seemingly amused with your confusion, yet not offering any clarification.

"What do you mean 'meet the Doctor'? Isn't that you?"

His smile only grew wider as he shook his head, looking as though he was disappointed in your question, yet still finding it amusing that you would ask.

"Hmm, an interesting question. I am indeed 'the Doctor', however 'the Doctor' is also currently wrapping things up in Sumeru."

Your confusion only grew with his strange answer, and seeing his amusement at your confusion, your annoyance also grew.

"That doesn't make sense, there's more than one Il Dottore?" You looked to 'the Doctor' for more clarification, but he only gave a non-committal hum, followed by a gesture for you to continue, so you did, trying to work it out. "But if there was more than one of you people would notice. Multiple people all calling themselves 'the Doctor' would raise questions. So you'd have to look at least somewhat alike."

His smile grew slightly, and he waved you on to continue.

"Are you twins?"

At that he let out a laugh. "No, no, nothing like that."

He stepped closer to you, placing a hand on your back. You tried to move away from him, but he simply stepped closer, caging you in and pulling you closer to him so he could lean down with his mouth right by your ear.

"You're close, but I'm afraid we'll have to take this conversation somewhere more... private." With that said he suddenly stepped away from you, using his hand on your back to spin you around in one fluid motion, then guiding you back to the room that you had woken up in previously.

It happened so quickly you weren't even able to properly try to escape his grasp, before you knew it the two of you were in a room, door closed behind you, with Dottore gesturing for you to take a seat at the desk.

Hesitantly you took a seat, keeping an eye on him, unsure of what was going on.

He took a spot near the bookshelf, casually browsing through the covers before one caught his eye and he pulled it from the shelf.

"We are not twins." He looked up from his book briefly, studying your face, smirking when he saw a look of confusion cross you. "You are going somewhat in the right direction. There are many of us, and we do look quite similar, and some of us even look exactly the same. But we are not twins, or siblings of any kind."

He quietly began to read and for a while the only sound was the soft flipping of pages as he read and the sounds of waves hitting the ship, dampened by the walls. You just sat there, confused, not sure what to make of what he had said.

"Continue working through your hypothesis, work through it out loud, it can assist your brain with making connections and organizing your thoughts."

With that he gave you another small wave for you to continue your previous line of thought.

"So there's more of you, and you all look the same, but you aren't siblings. I guess you could be robots, or clones," He looked ready to say something, but you quickly continued on. "But no one's been able to do things like that. Cloning people is a far off idea, and even the best scientists haven't been able to make robots that lifelike or small. I suppose you -"

Suddenly you were cut off by the sharp sounds of a book being shut. You looked over to Dottore to see him frowning at you. He set the book back on the shelf before walking towards you, placing a hand on the desk, before leaning into you, caging you in when his other hand settled on the desktop on your other side.

"Do you think me unintelligent?" His voice was low, nearly threatening, it was the most unsettling you'd ever heard his voice, for a moment you felt very afraid. "Do you think me to be an average scholar, bumbling my way through useless research, unable to move forward past the failings of others?"

The 'no' that escaped you was small, and you were surprised that you had found your voice at all, no matter how small and afraid you sounded.

"Good, you are a smart one aren't you, just too blinded by what you've been told is possible to consider the impossible." He brought a hand up, to toy with a piece of your hair, turning it in his fingers, examining it with a neutral expression. "I am neither a clone, nor a robot, but what I am is quite similar. What I am is a segment of the true Dottore, a part of him created to provide a diverse range of perspectives from different times in his life. I am the Omega segment, and you may refer to me as such, so long as no one else is around."

His answer left you with more questions, but you weren't sure if this was the best time to ask them, so you simply accepted what he told you.

With a sigh he let your hair drop from his grasp as he stood back up, walking back over to the book shelf, studying the selection once more. You continued sitting at the desk quietly mulling things over in your mind while he once again began reading. The silence was a welcome escape, you weren't sure if you wanted to continue speaking with Dottore, or Omega, or whoever he was. Speaking with him was exhausting, it seemed like he was judging and evaluating you every time you spoke, like there was some sort of test going on and only he knew the correct answers. Not to mention, certain things seemed to set him off and you didn't want to risk his wrath, not here on a boat where you were completely at his mercy.

"You will meet Prime Dottore soon," You jumped at his voice, not having expected him to break the silence. "He is on his way, his boat will depart Sumeru soon and we will wait for him at the next port city where we will disembark and board the ship that is waiting for us."

You simply hum in response, not quite sure what to say in response. Escaping at the port seems to be your best bet for freedom, who knows what will happen when you board the next boat.

"No more questions? With such an inquisitive mind I expected you to have more questions for me, but you've been surprisingly silent."

You thought long and hard before finally voicing the question that had been on your mind ever since you woke up on this boat.

"Can I go home?"

His eyes widened slightly, and he tilted his head ever so slightly to the side as he studied you. He seemed genuinely confused at your question. "Home? My dear, why would you ever want to go back to that small existence?"

You opened your mouth to respond, but he swiftly cut you off before you could speak.

"We are going to Snezhnaya, and you are going to continue being my assistant, which I can assure you is quite the honor. You will have power, prestige, and you'll have the freedom to question all those silly little things you were taught in Sumeru." He waited a moment, seemingly expecting you to agree with him and drop the subject, when you didn't immediately respond he frowned slightly, studying your face to determine what you were thinking.

"If I can't leave then it doesn't seem like I have that much freedom."

He was on you quicker than you could blink, grasping your chin in his bruising grip, forcing you to look at where his eyes must be underneath his mask. You were so close to him that the beak-like protrusion on his mask was brushing against your nose. You held your breath, fear settling in once more, this version of Dottore seemed to be rather volatile, and you couldn't help but wonder if the real Dottore was just as volatile.

"You're alive aren't you? I'd say that is quite the gift, and allows for a great deal of freedom. Plus the Akasha is no longer working, so you once again have your mind. You have the freedom of your thoughts and autonomy once more, is that not enough for you? Such a greedy little thing." He sneered at you, gripping your face tighter, as he studied your expression.

When you didn't immediately respond to him he loosened his grip, showing you away from him in disgust. "We'll fix that attitude of yours eventually, you'll come to appreciate the freedoms you are given."

Fear took hold of you once more, and you were suddenly gripped with the urge to flee, you felt as though you were a rabbit cowering before a wolf. Eyes darting around you noticed that there was no lock on the door to the room you were in, which meant, if you were fast enough you could escape.

Subtly shifting your body until you were facing the door more, you quickly pushed off from the bed and lunged for the door, getting it open and racing down the hall on unsteady legs as the boat shifted beneath you.

You were shocked when instead of footsteps thundering after you you merely heard laughter, bold, full bodied laughter, he was enjoying this.

"Where do you plan on going? Or have you forgotten you are on a ship, not too many places to escape to."

His voice echoed to you through the hallways, and suddenly you were struck with the truth of his words, you were on a ship, you had forgotten that piece of information in your fear. Where could you go? From your brief time on your deck you recalled that there wasn't any land around you, so you couldn't jump overboard and swim to safety. So what could you do?

Making another split second decision you spotted a door that was slightly ajar and raced for it, quickly shutting yourself inside, moving a few boxes to hopefully provide some degree of safety, and prevent the door from being opened.

You heard the footsteps of someone casually meandering down the hallway softly echoing off the ship. With every step they slowly grew louder and louder, and you knew they were gradually drawing closer, you could only hope that this door would look unassuming and he would pass by it giving you more precious time to figure out a plan.

You saw a shadow approach your door, and then, mercifully pass right by. You let out a breath you didn't know you had been holding in and slouched back against the wall in relief.

Very short-lived relief, as a moment later the door was unceremoniously shoved open, flinging the boxes against the far wall.

His mood was difficult to discern with the mask covering most of his face, but his posture as well as the slight upturn to his mouth seemed to say that he was enjoying himself, and indeed when he spoke his voice was laced with mirth.

"Hmm, seems like you didn't pick the best hiding spot," Kneeling down to match your height he reached out to grasp your shin once more, "Now are you going to stop being so childish and come back to our room, or am I going to have to lock you in here for the remainder of our 5 day voyage?"

You took a moment to mull over your options, being locked in a room for 5 days didn't sound fun, but at least you'd be away from this volatile man. On the other hand, while you would be sacrificing a bit of freedom if you went back to 'your' room, you would have more freedom than staying put.

Taking note of your hesitation he spoke again. "I should inform you that being locked in here means you don't leave for any reason, and no one is permitted to open this door for any reason until we make landfall, that means no food, no water, nothing."

With that new piece of information in mind you made your decision.

"I'll go with you"

His smile grew as he released your chin and stepped back, gesturing for you to follow him down the hallway.

"I knew you would be reasonable," He held a hand out to you, waiting for you to take it. "Now, let's go back to our room shall we?"

He waited a moment, gauging your reaction, frowning slightly at your hesitation, though his frown quickly shifted to a smirk once you reached out to take his hand. He silently led you back down through the halls until you reached the room that you had woke up in. He led you back to the bed, and sat you down, taking a seat himself at the desk, turning to face you.

"Now, I'm sure you have questions, so," He gave a small wave towards you, "Go ahead and ask anything you like."

You thought for a moment, unsure of how many questions you would be allowed to ask, or if he would really answer them. After a moment's hesitation you decided on the most important questions that you had to ask, you needed to know what had happened after your meeting at the Akademiya.

"After I met you at the Akademiya, everything just goes blank. That was the Akasha right?"

You looked up at him, trying to gauge his reaction, which was made difficult by the mask covering most of his face. But you could see the small smile playing at his lips, he was clearly amused by your question.

"An astute observation, it was indeed the Akasha's doing, I felt it would be easier if you were not aware of what was occurring, less chance of you attempting to rebel."

"So then, what happened during that time?"

"Ah, now that is the big question isn't it?" He smiled as he cocked his head to the side, studding your responses to him.

"So?" You looked at him, waiting for his answer.

"So..." he let the word trail off, waiting for you to elaborate and ask again.

"So," You huffed in annoyance, looking away from his smirking face. "What happened during that time that I don't remember."

He hummed in response, as though he was thinking over the answer, only speaking when you eventually brought your gaze back up to him, watching him once more.

"Now that is quite a valuable piece of information, and as a resident of Sumeru I'm sure you understand that all knowledge comes at a price." His smile grew as your face fell at his answer. "What will you give me in exchange for that information?"

You were taken aback at his response, he had told you to ask him any questions you had, and now he was refusing to answer them? That's just absurd.

"You said to ask you anything I wanted." You frowned, shifting on the bed to face away from him once more.

"Indeed I did, and you may ask any question you like, however whether I deign to answer them is a completely separate matter."

He stood from his desk, crossing the room in a few strides, opening a chest on the far side of the room. You remained silent as he pushed things around, looking for a specific item, eventually pulling out a box.

Walking back towards you he placed the box in your lap.

"Open it."

You weren't sure what you were expecting in the box when you opened it, but a knowledge capsule certainly wasn't high on your list of possible items.

"The offer is always open, once you decide what you are willing to trade me for that knowledge come and find me." He picked the capsule up from the box, studying how the light passed through it, turning it over in his hands. "This capsule contains all your memories from that time, while we may no longer have the Akasha system I'm sure I can make it work."

You remained silent, not sure how to respond to what he had just said, the answers you wanted were so close, but just out of reach. Who knows what you'll have to offer to get those memories back, and do you really want them? Who knows what happened, what you may have done.

You were startled out of your thoughts by a sudden knock at the door, jumping slightly from your spot on the bed. Omega simply sighed, moving from his spot to wrench open the door. 

“What?”

Looking around Omega you spotted a fatuus clutching a letter in his hand, fear at having possibly interrupted the Doctor etched on his face.

“Lord Harbinger sir, a letter has just arrived for you, it is from the Regrator.”

Omega didn’t answer, merely snatching the letter from his grasp and dismissing the man with a wave before he closed the door, making his way back to his desk.

Pulling his chair out and sitting down he began rifling through papers, pulling out anything that caught his eye. Reaching into one drawer he pulled out a letter opener, quickly using it to open the letter he carelessly tossed it to the side. 

You sat in silence as he scanned the letter, muttering to himself as he did. You didn’t listen too closely, but you could have sworn it almost sounded like he was having a conversation with himself.

You remained quiet, awkwardly sitting on the bed, unsure what to do with yourself. Escape wasn’t currently an option, as you had recently learned. Perhaps if you kept your head down you could make a break for it when you reached the next port, after all you’d have to leave the boat to board another, perhaps that could be your chance. 

“I will be right back, behave while I’m gone.”

Omega’s voice broke through your thoughts, startling you and causing you to slightly jump.

He got up and left, closing the door behind him as he left to take care of whatever work he needed to. You quickly sprung into action as soon as his footsteps began to fade, snatching up the letter opener, it may not be much but you'd rather have a weapon, no matter how small in your possession. 

You then began looking around for anything that might be of use to you. Most of the papers on his desk were complicated scientific research notes and papers on all manner of seemingly esoteric research that you weren’t able to make heads or tails of. You left them where they were, choosing instead to carefully open and search all the drawers and cupboards, unfortunately not finding anything of use. 

You then took a few moments to study your sparse surroundings, the room was large, but sparsely furnished, a bed took up a bit of the space, the largest piece of furniture in the room was the desk that was beside the bed and wrapped around the room. There was nothing that you could use, and nowhere to hide. 

You started hearing footsteps returning, so you quickly hid the letter opener in your pocket, careful to wrap it in a spare piece of fabric you had found so you didn’t cut yourself. You then returned to your spot on the bed where you had been before he left, trying your best to look like you hadn’t just been searching through all of his things.

When he returned he simply went back to his desk, pulling out more papers as well as an inkwell. Eventually the sounds of papers shuffling around and the scratching of pen on paper lulled you into a fitful rest, your body succumbing to the exhaustion of the day.

The rest of the voyage passed fairly uneventfully, though it was terribly boring. You were left without anything to do but sit on the bed and watch as Omega worked, you were forbidden from going anywhere on the ship unless Omega was with you, and he did not like being disturbed for anything, not even food or rest.

The first two days were oppressively quiet, by the third day you worked up your courage to make small talk with him. He didn’t speak much in response to anything you said or any questions you asked, too focused on his work to pay you much mind. But he did on occasion speak to you, which, as much as you hated to admit it, made the days a bit better. You never realised how much you craved interaction with people, no matter who they were until it was completely taken away from you.

The final day of the voyage started the same way as usual, and progressed in much the same way as well. It wasn’t until late at night that Omega broke his usual schedule, briefly leaving the room, only to return a short while later with a small plate of food and a pot of tea.

It was the first time he had ever eaten that you had seen. Eventually he noticed your gaze on him, and turned to you with a smirk.

“What is it? Do you want a treat?” He gestured to the plate he had brought in and you noticed that it didn’t contain the food you had expected, instead it had small cakes on it, who knew that he had a sweet tooth.

You ignored his jibe, knowing that if you addressed it he would get no end of enjoyment from your anger, instead choosing to focus on the cakes.

“What are they?” You asked as you moved closer, slowly perching yourself on the edge of the bed so you could get a better look. They were small rectangular shaped cakes, with what looked like layers of cream and chocolate, plus a layer of chocolate on top.

“A traditional Fontaine desert, I find them to be quite enjoyable.” He took his fork, and reached over to the plate, taking a small chink out of one of the cakes before taking a bite. 

You had to admit, it looked delicious and you weren’t sure how long it had been since you last had something sweet. When you worked at your bakery you would have sweets every now and again, when you were surrounded by them all day it was easy to take one and have a small snack. 

And you had never had any cakes or pastries from Fontaine, when would you ever get a chance again?

“Can I?”

He smiled when you spoke, taking his fork once again, and gathering up some of the cake for you, before holding out the fork for you to take a bite from.

You hesitantly leaned over, unsure of his intentions, but when he didn’t make any moves you took a bite from the fork, sitting back down as you did. You savored the bite, it was different from cakes that you had previously made and tried. It was soft and creamy, you could taste almond, and chocolate, but also a distinct coffee taste, there was also a bitter flavour that you couldn’t quite place, but you assumed that it was a spice or ingredient from Fontaine that you haven’t tried before.

“Well?”

He studied your expressions as you ate, smile widening when he saw your eyes drift to the second piece on his plate. 

“It’s good,” You hesitantly leaned back towards him. “Can I have more?”

He sat back in his chair, studying you for a moment before smiling again. 

“I suppose you can, after all you have been rather well behaved, aside from the incident, on your first day awake.” He pulled out another fork and placed the plate on the empty section of desk beside you, allowing you to finish the cake that had a few bites out of it while he ate the other.

The two of you ate in silence, savoring the delicious cakes, and all too soon they were gone. Omega took the forks and plate, leaving the room to return them to the kitchen. 

You began feeling tired, and let the gentle swaying motion of the ship rock you to sleep.

Your mind was fuzzy, tired with sleep as an unknown sensation slowly pulled you from your dreams. You began shifting around, feeling a pressure on your hips, almost pinning you down.

"Shhh, shh, shhh," A soft voice broke through the sleepy haze of your mind, you knew that voice, but couldn't quite place it. "Relax, bunny, just relax."

You made a soft noise of discomfort as you continued trying to move, something other than sleep was stopping you from being able to move as much as you wanted to.

You felt a hand trailing up your side, ghosting over your skin as it traced unknown patterns across your skin. Then you felt another strange sensation, a soft press against your neck, and then again, moving higher and higher.

You tried to squirm away again, when that was unsuccessful you focused on trying to focus your vision. Everything was so blurry you couldn't make out anything distinct. When you turned your head slightly you saw blue hair.

When you moved again, you were suddenly roughly pinned down, and a face came into view. Through your altered vision you couldn't make out much, just blue hair and red eyes.

"Stay still, stop fighting the sedative, just go back to sleep."

You thrashed, trying to get away from the unwanted touches, or at least you tried to. Whatever sedative he had dosed you with was having quite the effect, you were barely able to move.

He tutted as you continued trying to squirm away from him.

"You know, you were so much more compliant when you had the Akasha."

You stilled at that, a thousand thoughts running through your mind as your blood turned to ice. What had he done to you when you had been under the control of the Akasha?

He hummed when you stilled, pleased with your seeming compliance.

"That's it, just like that." His hands resumed their exploration of your body, leaving a burning trail of shame in you everywhere he touched. "I don't know how much time we have left together, so just lay still and let me commit your body to memory."

Panic welled up in you once more and you desperately tried to move again, to speak, to do anything to stop him. All your efforts rewarded you with was a sigh from Omega as he lifted himself off of you before he reached into the bedside table, searching for something. You couldn't see what he pulled out, but suddenly you felt a sharp pinch in your arm before your vision slowly faded back to black.

[scribblement]

Akasha Mind Control with Dottore x GN!reader

Warnings: Implied Kidnapping, Mind Control

Summary: Dottore stumbles across you in Sumeru, and decides that he wants you to be his obedient little assistant.

It’s been a while since I last wrote anything, so I’m sorry if this isn’t the best. Also, I’ve left the ending open so you can imagine what happens next, but if enough people are interested in this story line I may continue it.

I tried to make this as gender neutral as possible, but please let me know if I’ve made any mistakes.

Word Count: 2201

MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS DNI - THIS IS A SFW PIECE, BUT THIS WHOLE BLOG IS MINORS DNI

You were going through your nightly routine, shutting down your bakery, and making sure everything was in order. You were just starting to count the money from the day when you noticed something strange.

From your window you could see that your neighbors and people in Sumeru city were acting strange. They seemed to be excitedly talking amongst each other, and they were all heading in the same direction. They were all walking towards the Akademiya.

You noticed a friend of yours walking in the crowd and you went over to them, wanting to find out what was going on. Was there a celebration or meeting that you were unaware of?

You tried to speak to them but they weren’t responding, they just kept clapping and cheering, as they continued on their way. Whenever you got in front of them they just moved around you, their eyes unseeing, just looking past you.

You walked with them to the Akademiya where they eventually stopped and started excitedly talking with everyone else there, cheering and talking about some sort of hero that would be coming soon.

You didn’t understand what was going on, started going from person to person trying to find out what was happening. As you walked around you began noticing some things. Their Akasha terminals, which normally glowed a turquoise colour, seemed more green than you remembered them being. All of them seemed excited and happy, but their eyes were unseeing, looking right through you, as though you didn’t exist.

You kept going from person to person, trying to get someone to react, to speak, to move, anything. But nothing worked, they were all in their own world, and you didn’t seem to exist in it.

You were beginning to panic, what could you do? You needed help, you were right at the Akademiya, surely someone here would know what to do. With your plan in mind you began to head towards the Akademiya, determined to figure out what was happening. Then you hear someone from behind you speak

“Well now, isn’t this interesting, no Akasha?”

You freeze, the deep voice startling you, it's not a voice you had ever heard before.

You stayed frozen, just staring straight ahead into the eyes of the person in front of you, who was still excitedly chattering on about the hero of Teyvat, not even noticing what was happening in front of him.

“And who might you be?”

The voice was closer, and out of your periphery you noticed him moving, bringing his face closer to you. You flinched and turned away before you could get a look at him. He just let out a soft sound of annoyance, pulling back.

After what seemed like an eternity you found your voice.

“What is wrong with them? What’s going on? Who are you?”

“An excellent question, but I believe I asked one first, and it would be rude to just ignore someone now wouldn’t it?

You feel a hand come up to gently rest on your shoulder, a tiny amount of pressure being applied, trying to turn you around which you resisted. You let out a tiny yelp as the pressure increased and suddenly you were turned around to face the man.

He was dressed strangely to say the least, a long coat with all sorts of embellishments and feathers on the back, and a strange beak-like mask covering the top of his face.

He leaned in, the beak of his mask just inches away from your face, he tilted his head to the side, studying you, waiting for you to answer his question.

Your response was quiet, barely a whisper as you told him your name.

He nodded slightly acknowledging your answer, but seemed like he was waiting on more, after what seemed like an eternity he spoke again.

“And…” he trailed off, clearly wanting more information from you, though you weren’t sure what he wanted.

“And what?”

He smirked, straightening himself up to his full height. 

“And who are you, what are you doing here, why aren’t you wearing an Akasha, it’s quite strange for a resident of Sumeru city to not be wearing one.”

You took a moment to collect yourself before answering his questions, hoping that if you answered his, he’d tell you what was going on and then leave you alone.

“I’m no one really, I work at a bakery,” You were about to answer his other question when you paused. Why didn’t you wear the Akasha, everyone else did, and with it information was right there when you needed it, it was considered an indispensable part of Sumeru life. Before today there was nothing to indicate that there could be dangers to wearing one, other than… “The sages don’t wear them, if the people that control the Akashas don’t wear them why would I?”

You thought he might call you crazy, paranoid, delusional, or any of the great many other things people had called you when they found out you were hesitant to wear the Akasha. The last thing you had expected him to do was laugh, but that's what he did. 

You weren’t quite sure how to react to that, so you just waited for him to stop, a look of confusion on your face. Once he stopped he shook his head before speaking once again.

“My my, such a clever little thing. Only a baker, you have the makings of a proper scholar if you properly applied yourself.”

What do you say to that? You’ve spent your whole life hearing people say that you weren’t smart enough for the Akademiya, that you were paranoid for not trusting the Akasha, and now this strange man was telling you you were right the whole time. It was a bit too much to take in. Almost enough to make you forget about your questions, and why you were here.

So then, does that mean,” You stopped yourself, a bit hesitant to finish what you were about to say, but the man just gave you a not to continue, his smile steadily growing. “Does that mean the Akashas are doing this to them?”

“That is correct,” He smiled wider still, his pointed teeth showing, causing a shiver of fear to run down your spine. You hastily looked away from him as he leaned in closer, you could feel his breath on your face as he brought his mouth closer to your ear, practically whispering the rest to you. “It’s a little experiment of mine that the Sages were only too happy to assist me with, and it’s been a success, the Akashas can now deliver information directly into the subjects subconscious, allowing me to control them as I see fit.”

He stood up, taking a step back and gesturing to the cheering people around him. “Currently the people you see here are waiting for a pesky traveler to arrive, and when they do, why I imagine they won’t be able to hold back their adoration. I wonder, how do you think the traveler will react? Will they cut down the poor innocent people of Sumeru to escape, or will they simply flee like a common rat, unable to do anything.”

You had slowly been moving back as he spoke, inching back bit by bit, wanting to put as much space between you and the crazed scientist as possible. His mask covered his eyes, but you were sure if you could see them you’d see the manic gleam in them. There was clearly something wrong with him, he’s using the people of Sumeru as puppets, and the Sages are letting him. Only one thought ran through your mind as you turned to run through the crowd 

‘I need to get help’.

And with that you ran, darting between people, trying to get to the ramp to the lower level. So focused on your task to escape you didn’t even realise that the cheering had stopped, nor did you notice that many eyes were now trained on you. The hands you darted past so easily at first now sought to grab you. Gradually it became harder and harder to navigate the throngs of people, but you pushed forward, desperate to reach the ramp and flee this nightmare.

You were so close when a hand finally found purchase. Then another, and another, until many bodies were holding you in place, preventing your escape. You struggled against the hands but were ultimately unable to break free of their grasp. As you slowly ceased your struggles you heard footsteps slowly approaching you. You tried to control your breathing, willing yourself not to panic.

You kept your eyes trained on the ground as a pair of boots slowly came into view. The boots came to a gradual stop until they were directly in front of you.

“Well, what do you think? Perfect puppets, aren’t they?”

You didn’t respond, just kept your eyes trained on the ground, afraid to speak. When you didn’t respond you heard the rustling of clothes as he leaned down in front of you, bringing a hand out to grip your chin, forcing you to look at him.

“Hmm,” he smiled again as he pulled on your chin, lifting your head and forcing you to meet his gaze. It was painful, your neck twisting in an uncomfortable position because of how you were held. “Too stunned by the brilliance of my creation to speak. I understand.”

The hands holding you in place let go one by one, until he was the only one touching you. The cheering started back up again, everyone going back to what they had been doing prior to your escape attempt.

“I don’t believe I introduced myself earlier, I’m known as Il Dottore, a Harbringer from Snezhnaya. Now I can’t have you getting in the way of this very important meeting that I’m about to have, so I’m going to need you to be good and put this on for me.”

He held up an Akasha terminal, you immediately pulled back, struggling against his iron grip.

“You don’t want to? No matter, I’ll help you this one time.” He adjusted his grip and yanked your head to the side, placing the Akasha on your ear. You immediately felt it’s effect, your mind going fuzzy, all the fight leaving you. “Don’t worry though, you’re not going to play the part of the cheering crowd, you’re going to play the part of my perfect little assistant, who does everything they’re told.”

It felt strange and unnerving as the Akasha took over your mind. Your thoughts were disjointed and blurred, you could see Dottore speaking, but couldn’t hear anything. You were screaming at yourself to run but your body took the hand Dottore offered you and followed him up the steps to the Akademiya. He sat you down on a chair while he went back to what he was doing, waiting for his ‘guest of honor’.

You kept watching him until your vision gradually went black, the Akasha fully taking control.

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When you gradually came back to consciousness you had no idea where you were or how long the Akasha had been controlling you for. You stumbled to your feet, getting out of the small bed you were in. Once you were on your feet you started moving towards the door, the vertigo from finally being in control of your own body causing you to stumble as you walked.

You looked at your surroundings, confused, everything was made of wood, and it must’ve been your imagination, but you could’ve sworn that everything was moving, swaying back and forth. When you made it to the door that you could see light coming from you realised that something was very wrong.

You slowly opened it, your nose was quickly assaulted by the smell of salt, and all you could see around you was the blue sky and the ocean.

As you stumbled further out onto the deck of the ship, trying to figure out where you were, you spotted him, hunched over a table, reading over notes of some sort, surrounded by other people wearing masks.

He must’ve felt your gaze on him as he slowly looked over to you, a smirk growing on his face.

“It would appear that we have passed out of the reach of the Dendro archon, your Akasha terminal is no longer working,” He put down what he was looking over and started to walk over to you. “It’s too bad, I quite enjoyed you being my obedient little assistant. Without the Akasha it’s certainly going to be more difficult, but I’m sure we’ll figure out something.”

He stopped in front of you, gloved hand reaching out to hold your face, bringing your gaze back to his. You trembled in his hold, your fear growing as you realised you were completely at his mercy and had an unknown length of time missing from your memories.

“Don’t worry, you’ll love Snezhnaya, it’s a bit cold, but you’ll get used to it,” He leaned down towards you, gripping your chin tighter as you flinched, trying to pull away. “I’ve told the Doctor plenty about you and he’s very excited to meet you.”

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Their Superpowers (and how they abuse them)

Characters:

Suna, Atsumu, Hanamaki, Gojo, Iwaizumi, Nanami, Oikawa, Matsukawa, Osamu, Zhongli

Content Warnings:

Yandere / abusive, dubcon, noncon (rape)(esp. Iwaizumi), sexual themes, mentions of sexual acts (Iwaizumi, Matsukawa)

((If there is anything that I haven't mentioned/tagged, let me know and I'll tag it))

18+ DARK CONTENT MINORS DNI

I WILL CHECK ALL BLOGS THAT INTERACT (INCLUDING LIKES) AND BLOCK PEOPLE

Suna | Invisibility - watches you when you're showering/changing etc

Atsumu | Invisibility - sneaks around and gropes you, makes you wear tight fitting clothes so that he can fondle you in public without people noticing

Hanamaki | Telepathy - sends you horny thoughts 24/7, does it so often you have a hard time differentiating between his thoughts and yours

Gojo | Flight - takes you for a fly whether you want to or not, asks you questions about your love for him, answer wrong and he'll drop you (don't worry he does catch you)

Iwaizumi | Possession - takes over your body and touches yourself, you are aware of what's happening, but trapped in your head, has made you ride his unconscious body once

Nanami | X-ray vision - watches you all the time, there is no hiding from him. Also looks through your clothes quite often.

Oikawa | Air manipulation - loves literally taking your breath away, watching you gasp for air, willing to do anything to be able to breathe again.

Matsukawa | Electricity manipulation - loves shocking you, small ones to keep you on your toes, large ones when you've been bad. Loves mixing it in with sex, shocking your clit, or having his dick let out a pulse every time he bottoms out in you.

Osamu | Psychic (Remote viewing) - you think you’re alone, either having escaped, or on an outing that he has allowed, but he can watch you wherever he is.

Zhongli | Pheromones - loves releasing an aphrodisiac into the air, just a minute amount, it gradually changes your mood, and by the time you realise he's been doing it, you're all over him. When he's had a bad day and comes home, he just lets out a huge blast, instantly taking over your mind and helping him relieve his stress

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Yandere Naga!Seijoh4 headcanons

Content Warnings:

cw:yandere, mentions of violence

Description:

Basic headcanons of life as the captive of naga!seijoh4. You were 'sacrificed' to them and they decided to keep you as a 'pet'

No smut, but this is still and 18+ blog, so minors DNI

Oikawa:

Loves to be the center of attention, often can be found lazing about in the main chamber, sprawled out over piles of gold and trinkets.

Will whine at you until you go over to him and sit with him, you can be doing your own thing, he just loves having you (or any of the others) close to him.

No tolerance for disobedience, or escape attempts. He will stop you the second he figures out what you’re up to.

His punishments are normally taking away your privileges, he won’t let you wander, you will need to always be with him or Iwaizumi. He also demands silence from you until he decides you’ve learned your lesson, if all you are going to do is lie to him them you don’t need to speak, he normally won’t speak to you either.

He loves dressing you up, he’ll dig through the piles of treasure looking for anything that you could wear, it doesn’t really matter to him if it’s meant to be worn, if he can figure out a way, then you’re wearing it.

Especially loves it when that is all you wear, his favourite treasure draped in nothing but jewels, he can’t keep his hands to himself when he sees you like that.

Iwaizumi:

He’s the caretaker of the group, always making sure everyone is safe and healthy. He ensures no unfriendly humans get too close, he also does most of the hunting and foraging.

He enjoys talking with you, about anything you want, he finds your voice soothing.

If you are disobedient it can go two ways with Iwa, if what you did was ultimately harmless to them, no one got hurt, and you didn’t bring any unwanted attention to them, the he’ll laugh it off. Joke about how weak you are, how you can’t even escape on your own, you need them – him – you need them to take care of you, to keep you safe and secure with them forever.

If you disobedience causes harm to one of them, or brings unwanted attention on them, then he is very different. He’ll lock you away, take away everything you have, and leave you in a dark, cold room, to stay until you’ve learned your lesson. No food, no water, no contact. If you brought humans then he’ll make you watch him kill them, as a lesson for next time.

Once your punishment is over he’s extra affectionate, he just wants everyone safe, you included. He needs you to understand how much you need them.

He loves it when you massage his back, especially the area on his lower back where his skin shifts to scales, he is extra sensitive there, and melts into your touch.

Hanamaki:

The joker, he constantly makes ‘jokes’ about how they should just eat you. You think they’re jokes, but sometimes he gets carried away while kissing you, and he’s bitten you far too many times for it to be completely accidental.

He likes to recruit you to help him and Mattsun ‘keep things interesting’ aka, pulling pranks on Iwa and Oikawa.

Uses you like a teddy bear when he naps, he holds you so close, he tail coiled tightly around you. You can barely move, but he keeps it loose enough that you can breathe, although he does enjoy tightening his grip sometimes, just to watch you struggle, it reminds him, and you, just how weak you are, unable to do anything to resist him.

He likes to explore, and he loves taking you with him if the others are okay with it, he’s the only one that will take you outside. There’s something about seeing you smile when he shows you something, or somewhere new that he adores, he swears he could get drunk off the sight of your genuine smile.

If you try to escape or attack him he’ll just laugh it off and pin you down, reminding you of just how weak you are compared to him, expect a few new bite marks, to remind you that you are theirs.

Matsukawa:

Do not trust this man, he likes to set you up. He’ll leave a door ‘unguarded’ or ‘forget’ to put away the knives, just to see what you will do. That kitchen knife you snuck 3 days ago? He knows you have it, and he’s so excited to see what you are going to do with it.

He loves chasing you down when you think you’ve escaped, the thrill of the hunt, and the fear that radiates off of you is like a drug to him.

Like Maki he loves to cuddle with you as well, though he generally prefers to drape himself over you and hold you in a loose embrace, unless you try to leave, in which case he wraps you up like Maki.

He’s a good cook, the only one out of the 4 of them what can. Most of what they eat is raw, but when he was younger he was curious about how humans ate their food, and ended up learning from some. That means he’s the only one that can make you food, and given that you aren’t allowed to use the knives or be in the kitchen unsupervised, you depend on him to make you food, or else you are stuck with whatever Iwa brings back raw.

He likes to feed you, sometimes he’ll cook something just so that he can feed you, it’s a form of intimacy for him, and you’ll often see him feeding the others as well, they might not care for cooked food as much as you do, but they’ll happily eat whatever Mattsun feeds them.

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Kink-Tober Day 1: Spanking with Ushijima

Warnings: spanking, dub con, non con, overstimulation, fingering

**If I have missed tagging anything please let me know and I will fix it**

Summary: Ushijima punishes you for being bratty after he's had a rough day.

Word Count: 1308

As a reminder I'm still pretty rusty at writing smut, so if you have any critiques or advice I'm all ears.

Ushijima hated punishing you, he preferred to have discussions about your behaviour and work out ways together that you could fix it. But today had been rough for him, and coming back home to you behaving like a petulant child rather than the loving homemaker he wanted you to be was the last straw.

He allowed no excuses to fall from your lips, immediately grabbing you and dragging you into the bedroom. He sat himself down on the bed and then pulled you down over his lap. You immediately knew what he was planning and began to struggle, trying to get off his lap, babbling out anything you could think of to make him reconsider, apologies, promises, anything.

“Do not make this worse for yourself, you have been misbehaving lately and corrective action is needed,” He spoke in a sombre tone, but there was a hint of annoyance, and you knew there would be no getting out of this punishment. “You are going to receive 10 hits, once we are finished we will discuss your behaviour in further detail and decide what needs to change going forward. Do you understand?”

You simply nodded your head, bracing yourself for what was to come. Jumping when you felt his hand touch your butt, gently caressing you.

“I need to hear you, do you understand?”

“Yes, I understand.” You braced yourself for the swift hit that you knew was coming, tensing up waiting for the blow to land. The minutes ticked by, and slowly you relaxed yourself, giving yourself a moment to breathe.

It was then that the first harsh blow came. It startled you, ripping a harsh scream from your throat. You tried to jerk away but Ushijima’s other hand came up to hold you in place. The hand that landed the blow remained, gently soothing the area. Slowly the hand crept up until his fingers rested on your waistband, quickly looping his fingers under it he pulled down your pants, followed quickly by your underwear, leaving you bare from the waist down, completely exposed to him.

He once again soothed you, until the pain became a dull ache and you began to relax again. Once he felt you relax he took his hand away, and you tensed up again in anticipation for the next strike.

“I need you to relax, I do not wish for this to hurt you more than it needs to, and if you are tense it will only hurt more.”

He waited a moment until you relaxed again before bringing his hand down again, this time ripping a sob from you.

You tried to stop yourself but the tears kept coming. He worked to soothe you again, waiting until he deemed you relaxed enough before the next hit came. And the next, and the next. He completed the cycle again and again until he had delivered the 10 hits he promised.

By the time he was finished you were sobbing and trembling in his lap, hands clenching his pants as you sought out anything you could to ground yourself, to escape the pain.

He was gentle in his motions as he soothed your sore backside, gently rubbing some cream into it to help with the ache. He continued soothing you, even calmly speaking to you, telling you how good you did, how much he hated seeing you in pain. You tried to tune him out, not wanting to listen to him, just trying to calm yourself down.

Eventually your tears stopped and you began to fully relax, you began shifting, trying to get off of his lap, but he held you still, keeping you in place. It was confusing, your punishment was over, he should have let you go, and given you a bit of space, then in a bit he would come in and have a ‘discussion’ about your behaviour, then it was all over, so why was he keeping you in his lap.

Your question was answered when you felt his fingers gradually drift lower, until they slipped down to your inner thighs, you involuntarily clenched your thighs together, causing him to pause for a moment.

“Relax.” He sighed when you didn’t, simply prying your legs apart and continuing.

He gently brushed his fingers against your lower lips, testing to see how wet you were. Finding you not wet enough he brought his fingers to your mouth, and gave a simple order, ‘Suck’, which you did, simply wanting to get this over with.

Once his fingers were wet enough he removed them from your mouth and brought them back down to your lower lips, pressing one inside, followed quickly by the other. The stretch burned, but didn’t hurt too bad, you were used to Ushijima rushing prep. He found a rhythm fairly quickly, and before you knew it he was pressing against that spot inside you that had you letting out a moan before you could stop yourself.

It seemed as though Ushijima liked that and shifted you slightly to get a better angle before pressing his fingers back inside, setting up the same rhythm but aiming for the spot he had grazed earlier.

The stimulation quickly had you moaning, and trying to press back into his fingers, seeking more stimulation. However Ushijima was careful in maneuvering in a way so that you couldn’t get any additional pressure or stimulation from your wiggling.

“If you want something you should ask. Communication is the cornerstone of an effective and long lasting relationship.”

“Please, please, I need more, please.” You just needed a bit more, just a bit more stimulation and you were sure you would be able to come, the pleasure that he was drawing out of you was far overshadowing the pain you had felt earlier, and you just wanted to chase your high.

“More? In what way? Should I touch you here?” He removed his fingers from you and you almost whined at the loss, until he brought them to your clit, rubbing tight circles that had you seeing stars. You were rocketing towards your orgasm, right on the edge, but suddenly his fingers were gone. “Hmm, is that what you wanted?”

“Yes, yes, please.” You were embarrassed by how quickly you gave into him, but the pleasure he could give you was so much better than the alternative.

Suddenly the fingers were back, pressing into you setting an unforgiving pace, never faltering to hit that spot inside that had you seeing stars, his other hand moved from pinning you down to harshly rub at your clit. The combination had you coming apart for him almost immediately, you let out a loud moan, your toes curling and back arching, pushing you further into his fingers. He slowed down, helping you ride out the high before picking up the pace from earlier.

You tried to push his hands away, it was too much, but you were much weaker than him, barely able to do anything.

“Please stop, it’s too much.” The overstimulation was quickly pushing you towards another orgasm, and you weren’t sure you had the stamina for it, you were already exhausted and were almost certain you couldn’t handle another.

He didn’t stop or falter, not even slowing down at your words, keeping up his pace. You quickly came apart for him again, tensing before falling against him, practically boneless from all the stimulation.

Once again he slowed down to work you through your orgasm before picking up the pace again.

“Too much, too much, please Ushijima, it’s too much.” You tried to reason with him, but he didn’t stop. “Please, how much more?” You just needed to know how much longer you needed to hold yourself together for, you could probably get through one more orgasm before it truly became too much.

“Eight more, 10 hits, 10 orgasms to even things out.”

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Kink-Tober Day 30 : Breathplay with Childe

Warnings: Implied Kidnapping, Breathplay, Near Drowning, Dub Con

Summary: Childe comes home in a mood and wants to try something new.

Word Count: 992

MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS DNI

When Childe had come home today you had thought he seemed a bit on edge, like something in the day had annoyed him. When he came closer and demanded his welcome home hug you spotted the drying flecks of blood on his collar and you knew that the source of his annoyance had almost certainly met their end. You also knew that that meant you were in for a long night as nothing turned Childe on more than a fight and anytime he came home after one you normally wouldn’t be walking too easily the next few days,

So you weren't surprised when he dragged you off to the bedroom and demanded you strip and get on the bed, nor were you surprised when he did the same. And when he pinned you beneath him and said he wanted to try something new you weren’t all that surprised either, Childe was rather adventurous in all things, the bedroom was no different. You also knew that you didn’t really have a say in this, he’d try it whether you wanted to or not, so it was easier to just go along with what he wanted than to struggle and fight it.

You were very surprised when you saw him grab his vision and transfer it to the hand holding yours above you.

You sent him a questioning look, unsure of what he was planning.

“Take a deep breath” That was the only warning you got before your head was engulfed in a bubble of water. Unprepared you involuntarily gasped, drawing water into your lungs. Feebly you struggled against his hold, desperate for air.

And then as soon as it was there it was gone. You tried to roll to your side, coughing, trying to expel as much water as you could before taking in lungfuls of air.

“Tsk tsk,” You looked up at Childe through watery eyes, as he shook his head at you, a look of mild disappointment on his face. “I told you to take a deep breath, is it really that hard to listen to instructions? Aren’t you going to be good for me?”

He took a moment to reposition himself slightly, keeping his grip on your wrists but adjusting his lower half so that he was neatly slotted between your legs.

“Now, let’s try again, take a deep breath,” This time he waited for you to take a breath, and once you had your head was once again engulfed in water. And after a moment he quickly entered you, his shaft splitting your walls open as he forced himself all the way in in one stroke. Once he was fully seated in you, his hips flush to yours, he took a moment to enjoy the sensation, you were squeezing him so tight, he couldn’t help but wonder how tightly you would squeeze him once you began to run out of air.

Drawing out he began a punishing pace, each thrust threatening to force the air from your lungs, and as you began running out of breath you squeezed him harder and harder. Your twisting and thrashing attempting to get out of his hold so that you could get air only served to force him into you deeper as you arched against him.

You were almost out of breath, ready to take a desperate gulp of water when it disappeared and you were able to breathe once more. While you greedily took in the air he slowed his thrusts, wanting to draw this out as long as possible.

His devious smirk while he pulled out was your only warning to suck in a quick breath before the water returned once more. And just as before he quickly plunged back into you, returning to his brutal pace from before. And then it finally happened, what you imagine he must’ve been aiming for the whole time, one perfectly placed thrust drew an involuntary gasp from you. All at once you began choking, trying to force the water out, instead taking away the last of your oxygen. This caused you to clamp down on him even tighter than before, and his pace began to become even faster as he chased his release.

Once you began to teeter on the edge of unconsciousness he took the water away once again, letting you get air once more.

Coughing you managed to get a few words out, pleading for him to stop, you couldn’t take anymore, he just laughed, assuring you that you could take more, and that you would, you would take everything he gave you.

He started his pace once more, this time without the water dome, his thrusts focused entirely on the one spot inside of you that had you seeing stars. You threw your head back, moaning as an orgasm began to overtake you. Once he noticed you were right on the edge he brought the water back, stealing your oxygen from you as an intense orgasm ripped through your body.

You were desperate for oxygen, your body overloaded from conflicting sensations, the pleasure of the orgasm, the pain of his brutal thrusts, the burning in your lungs. You were sure you were going to pass out, beginning to feel lightheaded, the edges of your vision darkening as Childe continued his brutal pace chasing his orgasm. It seemed as though he was intent, he wasn’t stopping until he came, regardless of whether you were conscious or not. He simply fucked into you like you were nothing but a toy for his pleasure.

You were right on the precipice of unconsciousness when you felt his hips stutter, and he finally collapsed against you, taking down the water dome with him.

As you lay there coughing and sputtering, weakly gasping for air, he simply sat off to the side, smiling at you.

“That was great, we’ll need to do it again sometime, maybe we can even spice it up with my delusion next time.”

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Kink-Tober Day 19 : Branding with Matsukawa

Warnings: Kidnapping, Branding

Summary: You try to escape Matsukawa, but he catches you and gives you a permanent reminder of who you belong to.

Word Count: 1123

MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS DNI

Blood pounded through your veins as you ran, trying your best to get as far away as possible. You had hoped that you would be able to sneak away, but your captor had spotted you almost immediately, and had quickly began his pursuit. You were gasping for air, trying to keep your breathing steady as you listened to the heavy footfalls breaking through the undergrowth behind you. You knew he was getting closer, but you didn’t dare look back to see how close he was. Your only chance was to hopefully make it to a road, but with no knowledge of the area you had no idea if you were even going in the right direction.

Running as fast as you were, you were too slow to react to the large root in your path, it caught your foot, dragging you down to the ground. You tried to immediately get up, but fell back to the ground with a cry of pain, your ankle was at the best badly sprained, at the worst, broken. Still you tried to get up again, or to at least crawl away, only to be suddenly pinned down by a much larger body.

“Ah ah ah, you stay right there.” You closed your eyes, a few tears escaping from both the pain and because of the failed escape attempt.

“Oh, shh shh, it’s okay, you’re safe now bunny, I’ve got you.” He cooed at you as he gently stroked your hair, wiping your tears away with his other hand. “If you would have just stayed in your room like a good girl this wouldn’t have happened, now look at you.”

He signed heavily before standing up, he waited a moment for you to stand as well, when you didn’t he bent down and hoisted you up on his shoulder, carrying you like a sack of rice. You initially tried to struggle out of his grasp, but his grip was iron, not letting you go anytime soon.

The walk back to Matsukawa’s isolated cabin was quiet, the only sound was the crunching of leaves under his feet and the occasional breaking twig. He seemed to be deep in thought about something, and while you were worried about what it might be, you didn’t want to talk to him, and you also didn’t want to risk setting him off, he was being surprisingly gentle despite your escape attempt you didn’t want to make things worse.

Eventually the two of you made it back, and he put you down on the ground by the fire pit. He grabbed some rope, silently tying your hands together, then tying the rope to a beam attached to the deck. The rope was uncomfortable tight, cutting into your wrists, but you didn’t dare complain, his silence was beginning to unnerve you.

He walked around for a bit, gathering some things from around the cabin, eventually coming back with some wood and kindling. He went to the fire pit and worked on starting up a fire, which confused you as it was the middle of the day and still quite warm out, there was no need for a fire.

The two of you sat in silence as the fire built in intensity, the crackling of the flames the only sound. Once the fire was hot enough Matsukawa picked up a metal stick with a flat end off the ground and placed it in the fire, he pushed it around a bit before mumbling something you couldn’t quite hear.

Then he finally turned to you, standing up and walking to where you were. Once he reached you he knelt down, one hand going to your chin to tilt your chin to look at him.

“You know, I didn’t want to do this right away, I wanted to wait until you were ready.” He trailed his hand down, resting it on the collar of your shirt. His other hand came to join it, and swiftly he tore your shirt in two, baring your chest to him, causing you to flinch away from him, startled by the sudden movement. “But you wanted to run, and I can’t risk you getting lost and people not knowing who you belong to.”

He took a water bottle from the ground and poured some water on your chest, then wiping it off with a rag, making sure there was no dirt or grime on you.

“I thought about getting you a collar, you would look adorable with one,” As he continued speaking to you he brought out a pen, marking a few spots on your chest. “But collars can be removed, so I had to think of something else, something more permanent. A tattoo would work, but those can be removed as well.”

He took another look at your chest as you squirmed in place, making one final mark he seemed happy with whatever he had put on you. He then got up, walking back to the fire, putting on a glove he took the metal rod he had placed into the fire previously out, the tip red hot.

Your blood ran cold, realization of what he was planning on doing sweeping through you. You started struggling, trying to untie your hands, curling away from him.

He walked towards you, brand in hand. Once he reached you he crouched down, pulling you with one hand so that your chest was where he wanted it.

“Don’t struggle, I don’t want to make a mistake, you’re going to have this for the rest of your life.”

You began openly sobbing as he held you down with one hand, the other bringing the brand closer. You begged and pleaded, making promises, anything you could think of to get him to stop.

But he didn’t.

The pain was excruciating, you screamed and tried to jerk away as he pressed the brand into you. And then as soon as he had begun he was done, taking the brand away, placing it somewhere out of your sight. He then poured more water over your chest, soothing the wound and cleaning it out.

He kept you pinned down with one hand as he fished his phone out of his pocket with his other hand. Bringing it out he brought it up in front of you, the click of the camera telling you he was taking a picture. Smiling at the photo he turned his phone around so you could see.

There you were, pinned down by a hand, tears running down your face, an expression of pain and fear present on your face. As your eyes trailed down the image you saw the brand, black and red, slightly bleeding, but clear enough to read the letters, “M I”, his initials.

[izayumi-chan]

Part 3?

Warnings: Kidnapping, Sexual Assault, Drugging, Minor Violence

Summary: Dottore leaves Sumeru, his work there finished, however he can't resist taking his new little assistant with him.

A continuation of my Dottore Akasha Mind Control Fic

Sorry for how long this part 2 took. I've still got 2 more parts in mind to write, but I honestly have no idea when I might actually write them.

I tried to make this as gender neutral as possible, but please let me know if I’ve made any mistakes.

Word Count: 4599

“Don’t worry, you’ll love Snezhnaya, it’s a bit cold, but you’ll get used to it,” He leaned down towards you, gripping your chin tighter as you flinched, trying to pull away. “I’ve told the Doctor plenty about you and he’s very excited to meet you.”

You paused for a moment, taking in what you had just been told. It didn't make any sense, isn't Il Dottore supposed to be 'the Doctor'? You were sure that was what he had introduced himself as before, though your memory was fuzzy, you weren't even sure how much time had passed since you had the misfortune of meeting him.

He cocked his head to the side, watching your reaction, seemingly amused with your confusion, yet not offering any clarification.

"What do you mean 'meet the Doctor'? Isn't that you?"

His smile only grew wider as he shook his head, looking as though he was disappointed in your question, yet still finding it amusing that you would ask.

"Hmm, an interesting question. I am indeed 'the Doctor', however 'the Doctor' is also currently wrapping things up in Sumeru."

Your confusion only grew with his strange answer, and seeing his amusement at your confusion, your annoyance also grew.

"That doesn't make sense, there's more than one Il Dottore?" You looked to 'the Doctor' for more clarification, but he only gave a non-committal hum, followed by a gesture for you to continue, so you did, trying to work it out. "But if there was more than one of you people would notice. Multiple people all calling themselves 'the Doctor' would raise questions. So you'd have to look at least somewhat alike."

His smile grew slightly, and he waved you on to continue.

"Are you twins?"

At that he let out a laugh. "No, no, nothing like that."

He stepped closer to you, placing a hand on your back. You tried to move away from him, but he simply stepped closer, caging you in and pulling you closer to him so he could lean down with his mouth right by your ear.

"You're close, but I'm afraid we'll have to take this conversation somewhere more... private." With that said he suddenly stepped away from you, using his hand on your back to spin you around in one fluid motion, then guiding you back to the room that you had woken up in previously.

It happened so quickly you weren't even able to properly try to escape his grasp, before you knew it the two of you were in a room, door closed behind you, with Dottore gesturing for you to take a seat at the desk.

Hesitantly you took a seat, keeping an eye on him, unsure of what was going on.

He took a spot near the bookshelf, casually browsing through the covers before one caught his eye and he pulled it from the shelf.

"We are not twins." He looked up from his book briefly, studying your face, smirking when he saw a look of confusion cross you. "You are going somewhat in the right direction. There are many of us, and we do look quite similar, and some of us even look exactly the same. But we are not twins, or siblings of any kind."

He quietly began to read and for a while the only sound was the soft flipping of pages as he read and the sounds of waves hitting the ship, dampened by the walls. You just sat there, confused, not sure what to make of what he had said.

"Continue working through your hypothesis, work through it out loud, it can assist your brain with making connections and organizing your thoughts."

With that he gave you another small wave for you to continue your previous line of thought.

"So there's more of you, and you all look the same, but you aren't siblings. I guess you could be robots, or clones," He looked ready to say something, but you quickly continued on. "But no one's been able to do things like that. Cloning people is a far off idea, and even the best scientists haven't been able to make robots that lifelike or small. I suppose you -"

Suddenly you were cut off by the sharp sounds of a book being shut. You looked over to Dottore to see him frowning at you. He set the book back on the shelf before walking towards you, placing a hand on the desk, before leaning into you, caging you in when his other hand settled on the desktop on your other side.

"Do you think me unintelligent?" His voice was low, nearly threatening, it was the most unsettling you'd ever heard his voice, for a moment you felt very afraid. "Do you think me to be an average scholar, bumbling my way through useless research, unable to move forward past the failings of others?"

The 'no' that escaped you was small, and you were surprised that you had found your voice at all, no matter how small and afraid you sounded.

"Good, you are a smart one aren't you, just too blinded by what you've been told is possible to consider the impossible." He brought a hand up, to toy with a piece of your hair, turning it in his fingers, examining it with a neutral expression. "I am neither a clone, nor a robot, but what I am is quite similar. What I am is a segment of the true Dottore, a part of him created to provide a diverse range of perspectives from different times in his life. I am the Omega segment, and you may refer to me as such, so long as no one else is around."

His answer left you with more questions, but you weren't sure if this was the best time to ask them, so you simply accepted what he told you.

With a sigh he let your hair drop from his grasp as he stood back up, walking back over to the book shelf, studying the selection once more. You continued sitting at the desk quietly mulling things over in your mind while he once again began reading. The silence was a welcome escape, you weren't sure if you wanted to continue speaking with Dottore, or Omega, or whoever he was. Speaking with him was exhausting, it seemed like he was judging and evaluating you every time you spoke, like there was some sort of test going on and only he knew the correct answers. Not to mention, certain things seemed to set him off and you didn't want to risk his wrath, not here on a boat where you were completely at his mercy.

"You will meet Prime Dottore soon," You jumped at his voice, not having expected him to break the silence. "He is on his way, his boat will depart Sumeru soon and we will wait for him at the next port city where we will disembark and board the ship that is waiting for us."

You simply hum in response, not quite sure what to say in response. Escaping at the port seems to be your best bet for freedom, who knows what will happen when you board the next boat.

"No more questions? With such an inquisitive mind I expected you to have more questions for me, but you've been surprisingly silent."

You thought long and hard before finally voicing the question that had been on your mind ever since you woke up on this boat.

"Can I go home?"

His eyes widened slightly, and he tilted his head ever so slightly to the side as he studied you. He seemed genuinely confused at your question. "Home? My dear, why would you ever want to go back to that small existence?"

You opened your mouth to respond, but he swiftly cut you off before you could speak.

"We are going to Snezhnaya, and you are going to continue being my assistant, which I can assure you is quite the honor. You will have power, prestige, and you'll have the freedom to question all those silly little things you were taught in Sumeru." He waited a moment, seemingly expecting you to agree with him and drop the subject, when you didn't immediately respond he frowned slightly, studying your face to determine what you were thinking.

"If I can't leave then it doesn't seem like I have that much freedom."

He was on you quicker than you could blink, grasping your chin in his bruising grip, forcing you to look at where his eyes must be underneath his mask. You were so close to him that the beak-like protrusion on his mask was brushing against your nose. You held your breath, fear settling in once more, this version of Dottore seemed to be rather volatile, and you couldn't help but wonder if the real Dottore was just as volatile.

"You're alive aren't you? I'd say that is quite the gift, and allows for a great deal of freedom. Plus the Akasha is no longer working, so you once again have your mind. You have the freedom of your thoughts and autonomy once more, is that not enough for you? Such a greedy little thing." He sneered at you, gripping your face tighter, as he studied your expression.

When you didn't immediately respond to him he loosened his grip, showing you away from him in disgust. "We'll fix that attitude of yours eventually, you'll come to appreciate the freedoms you are given."

Fear took hold of you once more, and you were suddenly gripped with the urge to flee, you felt as though you were a rabbit cowering before a wolf. Eyes darting around you noticed that there was no lock on the door to the room you were in, which meant, if you were fast enough you could escape.

Subtly shifting your body until you were facing the door more, you quickly pushed off from the bed and lunged for the door, getting it open and racing down the hall on unsteady legs as the boat shifted beneath you.

You were shocked when instead of footsteps thundering after you you merely heard laughter, bold, full bodied laughter, he was enjoying this.

"Where do you plan on going? Or have you forgotten you are on a ship, not too many places to escape to."

His voice echoed to you through the hallways, and suddenly you were struck with the truth of his words, you were on a ship, you had forgotten that piece of information in your fear. Where could you go? From your brief time on your deck you recalled that there wasn't any land around you, so you couldn't jump overboard and swim to safety. So what could you do?

Making another split second decision you spotted a door that was slightly ajar and raced for it, quickly shutting yourself inside, moving a few boxes to hopefully provide some degree of safety, and prevent the door from being opened.

You heard the footsteps of someone casually meandering down the hallway softly echoing off the ship. With every step they slowly grew louder and louder, and you knew they were gradually drawing closer, you could only hope that this door would look unassuming and he would pass by it giving you more precious time to figure out a plan.

You saw a shadow approach your door, and then, mercifully pass right by. You let out a breath you didn't know you had been holding in and slouched back against the wall in relief.

Very short-lived relief, as a moment later the door was unceremoniously shoved open, flinging the boxes against the far wall.

His mood was difficult to discern with the mask covering most of his face, but his posture as well as the slight upturn to his mouth seemed to say that he was enjoying himself, and indeed when he spoke his voice was laced with mirth.

"Hmm, seems like you didn't pick the best hiding spot," Kneeling down to match your height he reached out to grasp your shin once more, "Now are you going to stop being so childish and come back to our room, or am I going to have to lock you in here for the remainder of our 5 day voyage?"

You took a moment to mull over your options, being locked in a room for 5 days didn't sound fun, but at least you'd be away from this volatile man. On the other hand, while you would be sacrificing a bit of freedom if you went back to 'your' room, you would have more freedom than staying put.

Taking note of your hesitation he spoke again. "I should inform you that being locked in here means you don't leave for any reason, and no one is permitted to open this door for any reason until we make landfall, that means no food, no water, nothing."

With that new piece of information in mind you made your decision.

"I'll go with you"

His smile grew as he released your chin and stepped back, gesturing for you to follow him down the hallway.

"I knew you would be reasonable," He held a hand out to you, waiting for you to take it. "Now, let's go back to our room shall we?"

He waited a moment, gauging your reaction, frowning slightly at your hesitation, though his frown quickly shifted to a smirk once you reached out to take his hand. He silently led you back down through the halls until you reached the room that you had woke up in. He led you back to the bed, and sat you down, taking a seat himself at the desk, turning to face you.

"Now, I'm sure you have questions, so," He gave a small wave towards you, "Go ahead and ask anything you like."

You thought for a moment, unsure of how many questions you would be allowed to ask, or if he would really answer them. After a moment's hesitation you decided on the most important questions that you had to ask, you needed to know what had happened after your meeting at the Akademiya.

"After I met you at the Akademiya, everything just goes blank. That was the Akasha right?"

You looked up at him, trying to gauge his reaction, which was made difficult by the mask covering most of his face. But you could see the small smile playing at his lips, he was clearly amused by your question.

"An astute observation, it was indeed the Akasha's doing, I felt it would be easier if you were not aware of what was occurring, less chance of you attempting to rebel."

"So then, what happened during that time?"

"Ah, now that is the big question isn't it?" He smiled as he cocked his head to the side, studding your responses to him.

"So?" You looked at him, waiting for his answer.

"So..." he let the word trail off, waiting for you to elaborate and ask again.

"So," You huffed in annoyance, looking away from his smirking face. "What happened during that time that I don't remember."

He hummed in response, as though he was thinking over the answer, only speaking when you eventually brought your gaze back up to him, watching him once more.

"Now that is quite a valuable piece of information, and as a resident of Sumeru I'm sure you understand that all knowledge comes at a price." His smile grew as your face fell at his answer. "What will you give me in exchange for that information?"

You were taken aback at his response, he had told you to ask him any questions you had, and now he was refusing to answer them? That's just absurd.

"You said to ask you anything I wanted." You frowned, shifting on the bed to face away from him once more.

"Indeed I did, and you may ask any question you like, however whether I deign to answer them is a completely separate matter."

He stood from his desk, crossing the room in a few strides, opening a chest on the far side of the room. You remained silent as he pushed things around, looking for a specific item, eventually pulling out a box.

Walking back towards you he placed the box in your lap.

"Open it."

You weren't sure what you were expecting in the box when you opened it, but a knowledge capsule certainly wasn't high on your list of possible items.

"The offer is always open, once you decide what you are willing to trade me for that knowledge come and find me." He picked the capsule up from the box, studying how the light passed through it, turning it over in his hands. "This capsule contains all your memories from that time, while we may no longer have the Akasha system I'm sure I can make it work."

You remained silent, not sure how to respond to what he had just said, the answers you wanted were so close, but just out of reach. Who knows what you'll have to offer to get those memories back, and do you really want them? Who knows what happened, what you may have done.

You were startled out of your thoughts by a sudden knock at the door, jumping slightly from your spot on the bed. Omega simply sighed, moving from his spot to wrench open the door. 

“What?”

Looking around Omega you spotted a fatuus clutching a letter in his hand, fear at having possibly interrupted the Doctor etched on his face.

“Lord Harbinger sir, a letter has just arrived for you, it is from the Regrator.”

Omega didn’t answer, merely snatching the letter from his grasp and dismissing the man with a wave before he closed the door, making his way back to his desk.

Pulling his chair out and sitting down he began rifling through papers, pulling out anything that caught his eye. Reaching into one drawer he pulled out a letter opener, quickly using it to open the letter he carelessly tossed it to the side. 

You sat in silence as he scanned the letter, muttering to himself as he did. You didn’t listen too closely, but you could have sworn it almost sounded like he was having a conversation with himself.

You remained quiet, awkwardly sitting on the bed, unsure what to do with yourself. Escape wasn’t currently an option, as you had recently learned. Perhaps if you kept your head down you could make a break for it when you reached the next port, after all you’d have to leave the boat to board another, perhaps that could be your chance. 

“I will be right back, behave while I’m gone.”

Omega’s voice broke through your thoughts, startling you and causing you to slightly jump.

He got up and left, closing the door behind him as he left to take care of whatever work he needed to. You quickly sprung into action as soon as his footsteps began to fade, snatching up the letter opener, it may not be much but you'd rather have a weapon, no matter how small in your possession. 

You then began looking around for anything that might be of use to you. Most of the papers on his desk were complicated scientific research notes and papers on all manner of seemingly esoteric research that you weren’t able to make heads or tails of. You left them where they were, choosing instead to carefully open and search all the drawers and cupboards, unfortunately not finding anything of use. 

You then took a few moments to study your sparse surroundings, the room was large, but sparsely furnished, a bed took up a bit of the space, the largest piece of furniture in the room was the desk that was beside the bed and wrapped around the room. There was nothing that you could use, and nowhere to hide. 

You started hearing footsteps returning, so you quickly hid the letter opener in your pocket, careful to wrap it in a spare piece of fabric you had found so you didn’t cut yourself. You then returned to your spot on the bed where you had been before he left, trying your best to look like you hadn’t just been searching through all of his things.

When he returned he simply went back to his desk, pulling out more papers as well as an inkwell. Eventually the sounds of papers shuffling around and the scratching of pen on paper lulled you into a fitful rest, your body succumbing to the exhaustion of the day.

The rest of the voyage passed fairly uneventfully, though it was terribly boring. You were left without anything to do but sit on the bed and watch as Omega worked, you were forbidden from going anywhere on the ship unless Omega was with you, and he did not like being disturbed for anything, not even food or rest.

The first two days were oppressively quiet, by the third day you worked up your courage to make small talk with him. He didn’t speak much in response to anything you said or any questions you asked, too focused on his work to pay you much mind. But he did on occasion speak to you, which, as much as you hated to admit it, made the days a bit better. You never realised how much you craved interaction with people, no matter who they were until it was completely taken away from you.

The final day of the voyage started the same way as usual, and progressed in much the same way as well. It wasn’t until late at night that Omega broke his usual schedule, briefly leaving the room, only to return a short while later with a small plate of food and a pot of tea.

It was the first time he had ever eaten that you had seen. Eventually he noticed your gaze on him, and turned to you with a smirk.

“What is it? Do you want a treat?” He gestured to the plate he had brought in and you noticed that it didn’t contain the food you had expected, instead it had small cakes on it, who knew that he had a sweet tooth.

You ignored his jibe, knowing that if you addressed it he would get no end of enjoyment from your anger, instead choosing to focus on the cakes.

“What are they?” You asked as you moved closer, slowly perching yourself on the edge of the bed so you could get a better look. They were small rectangular shaped cakes, with what looked like layers of cream and chocolate, plus a layer of chocolate on top.

“A traditional Fontaine desert, I find them to be quite enjoyable.” He took his fork, and reached over to the plate, taking a small chink out of one of the cakes before taking a bite. 

You had to admit, it looked delicious and you weren’t sure how long it had been since you last had something sweet. When you worked at your bakery you would have sweets every now and again, when you were surrounded by them all day it was easy to take one and have a small snack. 

And you had never had any cakes or pastries from Fontaine, when would you ever get a chance again?

“Can I?”

He smiled when you spoke, taking his fork once again, and gathering up some of the cake for you, before holding out the fork for you to take a bite from.

You hesitantly leaned over, unsure of his intentions, but when he didn’t make any moves you took a bite from the fork, sitting back down as you did. You savored the bite, it was different from cakes that you had previously made and tried. It was soft and creamy, you could taste almond, and chocolate, but also a distinct coffee taste, there was also a bitter flavour that you couldn’t quite place, but you assumed that it was a spice or ingredient from Fontaine that you haven’t tried before.

“Well?”

He studied your expressions as you ate, smile widening when he saw your eyes drift to the second piece on his plate. 

“It’s good,” You hesitantly leaned back towards him. “Can I have more?”

He sat back in his chair, studying you for a moment before smiling again. 

“I suppose you can, after all you have been rather well behaved, aside from the incident, on your first day awake.” He pulled out another fork and placed the plate on the empty section of desk beside you, allowing you to finish the cake that had a few bites out of it while he ate the other.

The two of you ate in silence, savoring the delicious cakes, and all too soon they were gone. Omega took the forks and plate, leaving the room to return them to the kitchen. 

You began feeling tired, and let the gentle swaying motion of the ship rock you to sleep.

Your mind was fuzzy, tired with sleep as an unknown sensation slowly pulled you from your dreams. You began shifting around, feeling a pressure on your hips, almost pinning you down.

"Shhh, shh, shhh," A soft voice broke through the sleepy haze of your mind, you knew that voice, but couldn't quite place it. "Relax, bunny, just relax."

You made a soft noise of discomfort as you continued trying to move, something other than sleep was stopping you from being able to move as much as you wanted to.

You felt a hand trailing up your side, ghosting over your skin as it traced unknown patterns across your skin. Then you felt another strange sensation, a soft press against your neck, and then again, moving higher and higher.

You tried to squirm away again, when that was unsuccessful you focused on trying to focus your vision. Everything was so blurry you couldn't make out anything distinct. When you turned your head slightly you saw blue hair.

When you moved again, you were suddenly roughly pinned down, and a face came into view. Through your altered vision you couldn't make out much, just blue hair and red eyes.

"Stay still, stop fighting the sedative, just go back to sleep."

You thrashed, trying to get away from the unwanted touches, or at least you tried to. Whatever sedative he had dosed you with was having quite the effect, you were barely able to move.

He tutted as you continued trying to squirm away from him.

"You know, you were so much more compliant when you had the Akasha."

You stilled at that, a thousand thoughts running through your mind as your blood turned to ice. What had he done to you when you had been under the control of the Akasha?

He hummed when you stilled, pleased with your seeming compliance.

"That's it, just like that." His hands resumed their exploration of your body, leaving a burning trail of shame in you everywhere he touched. "I don't know how much time we have left together, so just lay still and let me commit your body to memory."

Panic welled up in you once more and you desperately tried to move again, to speak, to do anything to stop him. All your efforts rewarded you with was a sigh from Omega as he lifted himself off of you before he reached into the bedside table, searching for something. You couldn't see what he pulled out, but suddenly you felt a sharp pinch in your arm before your vision slowly faded back to black.