#dottochi

[netzieart]

Yes a red flags animatic at this day and age [it's dottochi]

[boisteruse]

bygones

[secondoftheeleven]

there will never be a day i will be content while also knowing dottochi isn’t as popular as it should be

again most of the genshin fandom fucking hates the rest of the fatui besides tartag and they also don’t read lore for shit or really care about anything ever but i digress.

i mean the first time dottore was even mentioned in game by another character was tartaglia in the SQ where he went into dottore’s old ruin guard factory, teucer loves ruin guards, they also have opposing color schemes with the blue/orange (some red), and tartag has been to the abyss and learned the sparkle magic princess monster transformation in there (which we know dottore is interested in the abyss)

but somehow the ginger fag hasn’t met him yet. i will continue to believe this is a lie.

telling me that old fuck had a bunch of clones and ginger fag never saw him or the clones once? they’re both connected through pantalone lore wise and they just never ran into each other on accident? in what world has amber seen blue hair and pronouns guy but ginger fag supposedly hasn’t

[akuzdoesart]

"You're doing amazing Ajax. Quite the sturdy specimen, aren't you?"

[And so the mad doctor took his eye, taking half of his vision, and he let him. It would make him stronger, prove his loyalty. Grant him stronger powers, more control. No drawbacks beside his reduced vision. And yet he was not mad about it at all]

Here's my Archon Dottore AU that I've been sitting on since 2021 and first yapped about on Twitter way back when. Gonna be talking about it here (I finally made a general art Tumblr and not just an OC one)

[chknhero]

Dottore got a treat too :)

[olspirt]

Hey! so it seems tumblr couldn't handle the sheer sexiness of the kinktober prompts so from now on i will only post on twitter

Link:

Prompts (will update with time):

Day 1: Begging (dottobina)

Day 2: stomach bulge (capitaru)

Day 3: overstimulation (dottocest)

Day 4: cannibalism (dottore)

Day 5 : bondage (childe)

Day 6: creampie (scaramouche)

Day 7: gut spill (dottore)

Day 8: bunny suit (webttore)

Day 9: tentacles (dottore)

Day 10: toys (pantalone)

Day 11: latex (pantalone)

Day 12: handcuffs (panttore)

Day 13: punishment (pantaru)

Day 14: handjob (dottobina)

Day 15: beaten/bruised (childe)

Day 16: accidental Stimulation (capitaru)

Day 17: fingering (capittore)

Day 18: solo (sandttore)

Day 19: praise kink (sandttore)

Day 20: slasher (dottore/pantalone)

Day 21: candy gore (dottore/columbina)

Day 22: blowjob (dottocest)

Day 23: against a wall (capilone)

Day 24: impaled (scaramouche)

Day 25: being recorded (dottochi)

Day 26: body horror (dottobina)

Day 27: aftermath (childe)

Day 28: blunt force trauma (scaramouche/webttore)

Day 29: threesome (dottolone)

Day 30: size difference (tartore)

Day 31: costume (everyone)

[ch3irv3]

Feeling a bit mischievous, might commit a little tomfoolery, maybe even some shenanigans

[kyrraen]

a lil joke about his clones

[thomazzr]

This pains my eyes and I love it

(Click image for better quality please)

[savi1316]

Quick dottochi for Mermay before it ends! 

[krakrac]

thinking about dottochi again... this ship has crack in it what the fuck

[bitchin-witchin]

Okay my all x chide brain is just filling some of these in when the names don't match super well (can't change them when it's already generated but aUhdbfjfb aTHESE ARE JUST SO FUN AND FUNNY. dumpign them here so i don't spam peoples dms LOL

[maddyshome]

have you ever read a fanfic with a ship you don't really care about but the writing and the plot was so good that now you can understand why people ship this? yeah, that was me reading miscreation and ashes in full bloom

[secondoftheeleven]

living in my fantasyyyy that foul legacy is a symbiotic parasite (sometimes mutualistic) that tartag got from the abyss

there are so many beautiful scenarios and concepts this hc comes with 💙 (especially for dottochi but that’s another can of worms)

[ddangomilkk]

more dottochi for the soul

[cusnckanckam]

Is this seat taken? | Dottochi

Very short but this thought has been living in my head rent-free for a while now and I finally had time to write it out.

PROMPT Tartaglia, pointing: May I sit there? Dottore: That's my lap. Tartaglia: That doesn't answer my question, Dottore.

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This meeting was, for lack of a better term, absolutely boring. It was supposed to be a quick gathering of the Harbingers - those were never quick, Childe knew that, but he had not anticipated this one to go on for over three hours. Most members weren’t even paying attention anymore when Pantalone and Capitano started talking about something Childe didn’t bother to even try to understand. At some point, Columbina had began to sing softly.

At that point, he decided to just give up and resign himself. If he got up now and left, he’d get scolded for leaving without being dismissed when the meeting was still going. Which it wasn’t, really. He was sure those who were talking, were not talking business at the moment.

Bored out of his mind, he did eventually stand up. But he did not leave the room. Oh no. Instead, he walked over to where Dottore was sitting, busy fiddling with some sort of small machine. When had he even pulled that one out? No matter. Tartaglia stood in front of the Second Harbinger, staring at him.

“Is this seat taken?”

The Doctor stopped whatever he was doing and looked up at  the youngest Harbinger. His mask was hiding his expression but Childe guessed he was either arching a brow at him or looking entirely unimpressed as he spoke. “That’s my lap.”

“Yeah, I know. That doesn’t answer my question though, Dottore.” 

Silence. The other was probably thinking of ways to eliminate Childe where he stood. But could he blame him for wanting some fun? Granted, he should have picked someone less high-ranking but... no risk no fun, right?

After what felt like hours (it was maybe 20 seconds), Dottore but the little machine down onto the large table and chuckled. Much to Childe’s surprise, the Doctor leaned back in his seat, grinning smugly.

“Go on then.”

Okay. He had not seen that coming. Now he couldn’t just go back to his own seat. He brought this upon himself. Well. He’s been through worse.

Trying to be as nonchalant as he could muster, Childe actually did make himself comfortable on Dottore’s lab, back against his chest. He was... surprisingly comfortable. Using Childe’s shoulder as he chin rest, Dottore peeked past him at the table and picked his weird little machine back up. 

“What’cha even working on there?” “I doubt you’d understand the details...” Dottore paused for a couple of seconds. “So let’s say it’s like a little carrier pigeon but 10 times more deadly. And it doesn’t deliver letters.”

“Right.” He left it at that and watched the Doctor fiddle away, unaware of how the other Harbingers had noticed he had left his seat. Pantalone had only chuckled before resuming his talk with Capitano. Arlecchino was staring in disbelief.

At least watching Dottore work closeup was more interesting than listening to talks about economy.