Pantalone X Shy! Reader

Pantalone x Shy! Reader

Notes: After this was wasting away in my drafts for over a month, I finally got to post this. Enjoy, everyone!

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Out of all the treasures in Teyvat that the Tsaritsa could have gifted him, Pantalone truly meant it when he said that he struck gold with you. You were a very polite lady in Her Majesty’s court, if not a little shy at first. In fact, you were very distant during the first few months of your marriage. However, he knew that would change with time the longer you spent around him. Since he was so generous in deciding to help coax you out of your shell, he took the initiative and invited you to work with him one day.

You were in the bedroom when he approached you, setting his glasses on the nightstand and joining you under the covers. You kept to your side of the bed, so as not to infringe upon his personal space. However, he gently wrapped an arm around your waist and pulled you closer to him. “If you don’t mind, I would like to bring you with me to Zapolyarny Palace tomorrow while I work. Of course, only if you wish to join me.” He offered, his voice now lacking the condescending tone you heard him use with his subordinates. Not wanting to possibly anger him, you answered him. “Of course, husband.” You replied. He rolled you over to face him and gently tilted your chin up to where you were looking at him. Pantalone then hummed softly to himself before he spoke. “Why is it that you shy away from my touch whenever I give it? You’re always so apprehensive when you’re around me.” He asked. Your eyes widened slightly, before you looked to the side in embarrassment. “It’s because you’re very intimidating. You scare me a little, and I don’t know why you would want to be around me, anyway. I’m not the most social person, and I know that you tend to take advantage of any opportunity to benefit off of most others, so I’m worried about what you might do to me if I don’t do everything you say.” You confessed, causing him to frown slightly. “Know this, I will never take advantage of you in any way, shape, or form. The Tsaritsa trusted me enough to let me marry you, and she has never made a bad decision in terms of marriages. I will never do anything to you that would hurt you or make you lose trust in me, I promise you that.” He reassured you, leaning closer to you and pressing his lips against your forehead. “However, we’ll take things slow, and I won’t force you to do anything you don’t want to do.” He paused. “Which brings me back to the whole work thing. I still would like it if you could accompany me to the Palace tomorrow. It would certainly make work much less dull. But if not tomorrow, then perhaps next week?” He offered. You took a deep breath, looking up at your husband as you spoke. “I’ll go with you tomorrow. Besides, it’s been a while since I last saw the Palace.” You replied, pulling away from him and looking at him. “Then I suppose we should get some sleep. We’ll be getting up early tomorrow.” He mumbled, watching as you rolled over again and closed your eyes. Pantalone stayed awake for a few more minutes until your breathing had slowed and you were peacefully asleep, before closing his eyes and allowing himself to drift off to sleep.

The next day, Pantalone gently shook you awake, telling you to get up. You sat up in bed and rubbed the sleep from your eyes, looking at him as you nodded. “Come on, I’ll help you pick something out to wear if you’d like.” He offered. You looked at him hesitantly, before nodding softly. He looked at the dresses you’d picked out, choosing the one that was your favorite color. He then walked to the vanity and picked out the necklace that he saw you wear the most, before picking out a matching pair of shoes and gloves. “Alright, do you like the things I chose?” He asked, receiving a nod from you in response. “I’ll leave you to change then. I’ll be waiting outside, so call me if you need me.” He said, leaving and shutting the door behind him. You quickly put on the dress and shoes, before picking up the necklace and trying to clasp it. You struggled with the clasp for a few minutes before giving up and calling for your husband. “Pantalone, would you come in here for a minute?” You called, watching as the door opened and he stepped into the room. “What is it?” He asked, before seeing that you were struggling to clasp the necklace. He walked behind you and fastened the chain around your neck, pulling away from you after he had done so. Pantalone then took one of your gloved hands into his own and led you down the stairs and out the door to the mansion.

When the two of you arrived at Zapolyarny Palace, Pantalone wrapped an arm around your waist, guiding you down the maze of corridors that led to his office. As the two of you walked, you looked around you at the ornate designs on the walls and windows. You and Pantalone stopped at an office door and you watched as he fished a key out of the confines of his shirt, unlocking the door. He led you inside and sat at his desk, watching as you walked to the chair that was closest to him, right beside his desk. “If you get bored at any point, please do tell me.” He said, taking one of the papers from the pile on his desk and looking over it. He eventually got his pen and signed it with his signature, setting it to the side and grabbing another. You had brought a few books with you, and grabbed one of them, knowing that this would be a long day.

About an hour later, two people walked into the room and stood in front of Pantalone’s desk, displeased looks on their faces. “Regrator, would you mind explaining to this imbecile that I’m not allowing him to accompany me to Sumeru because he will destroy every ruin machine within a ten mile radius of us?” The older looking of the two asked. He had mint blue hair and a mask that covered his face, his body clad in the same white cloak that both your husband and the man beside him wore. “I won’t do that, and you know it. You just want me to stay out of the way because you’re hiding something.” The other man shot back. This one had ginger hair and blue eyes. A red mask sat on the side of his head as he spoke, bickering with the other man in front of your husband. After about two more minutes, Pantalone took a deep breath and sighed deeply, glancing at you apologetically before slamming his hands down on his desk as he spoke. “If you both don’t shut your mouths, I’m going to cut your funding for the next month! I don’t care what you decide, but Eleventh, it is ultimately The Doctor’s decision on whether you’re allowed to go to Sumeru with him or not.” He threatened, his voice holding a hint of malice. You jumped when he spoke, a soft squeak leaving you as you held up your book as a sort of self defense. Unfortunately, that brought their attention to you, both Harbingers staring you down. Dottore spoke first. “Who’s this lovely lady, Regrator?” He asked, striding over to you and taking your hand into his. He kissed the back of your hand and then let it fall back to your side. Suddenly, the floor was much more interesting than the man in front of you as you sat back down in your chair. Pantalone cleared his throat and glared at them before reluctantly answering them. “That is my wife, and this,” he said, gesturing to the two of them, “is a waste of my time. I have paperwork to do, and your petty argument isn’t helping me focus. Now get out and if you can’t stop, go bother The Jester, instead.” he grumbled, all but forcing them out the door and closing it behind them. He then cast a worried gaze at you. “Are you alright?” he asked, walking up to you and gently tugging you to your feet. you nodded, deciding to finally reciprocate his gestures and lean against him. “The loud noise startled me, and I was a bit surprised to see you so angry, but it’s nothing I can’t handle.” you giggled softly, resting a hand against his chest as you looked up at him. Pantalone all but picked you up and carried you to his desk chair and sat down with you in his lap, your face turning red as you felt his arms wrap around your waist, his face hidden in your neck as he set his glasses on the desk. You were tense for a few seconds, but eventually relaxed in his embrace and let him hold you. “I’ll be done with this paperwork in a little while, and then we can go home.” He mumbled into your hair, before picking up his glasses and his pen. “What are the documents even about?” You asked, leaning back against his chest and kicking your legs out. “They’re mainly about the withdrawals and deposits that the Northland Bank is getting from each of us Harbingers. If you’re curious, then I’ll tell you that Dottore and Childe are the two that make withdrawals the most out of the eleven of us. They rarely pay them back in full, too.” He huffed slightly, putting his glasses back on as he started to write. “I must say, I think I prefer working in the office whenever you’re here with me. It helps me focus on my work instead of worrying about you.” He said, briefly looking down at you. You looked up and met his gaze with your own, reaching up and gently placing your hand against his cheek. Pantalone placed his hand over yours and leaned into your touch. “Then again, I suppose you can be a bit distracting, a sight for sore eyes.” he muttered. “But enough of that, I still have work to do, no matter how lovely it would be if I could only focus on you,” he continued, his embrace growing slightly more lax than before as he leaned down to where he was right beside your ear. “Do me a favor and stay here, I like being close to you like this.” he whispered, huffing in amusement when your face turned red and you nodded. Deciding to not further delay his work, Pantalone picked up his pen and started to read over the documents on his desk, occasionally explaining the purpose of some of them to you. You leaned against him and got comfortable, knowing that this day would be quite a long one, but you were ok with that. Your eyelids got heavier the more that you sat there in his lap, and you fought sleep as best you could. However, you couldn’t help gently tugging on your husband’s sleeve to get his attention. He seemed to know immediately what was going on, because he laughed softly before speaking. “You may rest easy, I’ll wake you when it’s time for us to leave.” he reassured you, smiling down at you as you spoke. “Thank you, I love you.” you mumbled drowsily. Pantalone’s hand stilled while in the middle of signing off on a document, but he set it down after a minute or two and looked down at you. “Do you mean it?” he asked, his voice lacking that sort of confident air he usually had. He was nervous. “Mhm, you’re constantly looking out for me, and you still keep me around even when I’ve been so hesitant to be around you since the start of our marriage. Of course I do.” you said, your sleepy confession being the last thing you said before looking up at him. “Anything else before I drift off?” you asked, expecting him to shake his head. Instead, he leaned forward and caught your lips in a gentle kiss, pulling away much too soon for your liking, but you weren’t about to complain. You leaned into the kiss, reciprocating it with equal tenderness before chasing his lips slightly when he pulled away. “Now then, you best take the chance to sleep while you have it, things get chaotic around lunch time.” he mused, causing you to nod. Oh, what a long day it would be, indeed.

At least you got to spend it with him.

Diluc with a Snezhnayan reader

Notes: I finally pulled Alhaitham and Xiao earlier this week. My boys have finally come home. Sorry for any mistakes, as half of this was written while I was barely functioning on three hours of sleep :’) Anyways, enjoy!

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There were few people from Snezhnaya that worked with the Adventurers’ Guild, but you were one of them. You belonged to a well off family, and didn’t have to deal with the pressures of most Snezhnayan people about finding a way to support the elders of your family. You were well experienced with the cold harsh climate of your homeland, and the treacherous work that came with living in such harsh conditions. However, you were blessed with an Anemo Vision, and with it, the ability to use the element to heal others. Even then, you always made sure to practice stitching and applying bandages, on the off chance your Vision didn’t heal someone, and you had to resort to applying more basic methods of first aid. You were glad you’d been practicing, because you’d run into plenty of injured people on your travels. Your journey across Teyvat led you to Mondstadt, the City of Wind, wine, and most importantly, freedom.

You nodded as you showed the knight at the entrance to the city your papers for the Guild, and walked through the gates, before walking around and looking at the beautiful city. You’d heard many stories from your grandfather, who was also an adventurer, about the City of Wind, but you’d never seen it for yourself up until now. Your wide eyes gazed around, before you saw a restaurant a little ways away from you. You were quite hungry after such a long journey, and figured that a bite to eat wouldn’t hurt. “Oh, hello, welcome to Good Hunter. Would you like to order in or take your food to go?” the lady at the counter asked. “I’ll order in, please.” you voiced. She handed you a menu and told you to have a seat at one of the tables nearby. You ordered your food and then ate, paying for it before you headed over to the Adventurers’ Guild’s kiosk. You had a day full of commissions ahead of you.

The last commission of the day was at some place near Stone Gate, which you assumed was the Dawn Winery. You’d tried their Dandelion Wine, and liked it very much, but your favorite drink of theirs was their apple cider. There was no better cider in the whole of Teyvat other than the one from the Dawn Winery. You were supposed to be helping the maids clean, and did so rather quickly with the help of your Vision. You were about to leave after you’d finished cleaning the last bit of dust from the carpet, but when you turned around, you ran straight into someone’s chest. You stepped back and looked up, finding a man with red hair and vermillion eyes. “My apologies, but, who are you? I don’t recall having ever seen you here, let alone in Mondstadt before.” his voice was deep, but the way he carried himself put you slightly at ease. “Oh, my name is (Y/N). I’m doing a commission for Adelinde, since, according to her, the dust is too deep in the carpet to get out using any normal means. And since I have an Anemo Vision, I figured I’d help out.” you chimed, smiling up at him. “Really? May I ask where you’re from, Miss (Y/N)?” he asked. “Ah, I’m from Snezhnaya. But may I ask what your name is?” you asked. He gave you a hard look, as if he was sizing you up, before he spoke again. “I am Diluc, the owner of the Dawn Winery. You don’t seem to have a Delusion on you, which leads me to believe that, for now at least, you aren’t part of the Fatui.” he thought out loud. “Archons, no, I’d never join them. My father told me that if I ever joined the Fatui, he’d never talk to me again. He wanted me to make an honest living, no matter how we fare back home, which is why I started taking up commissions from the Adventurers’ Guild in the first place.” you explained. “What about your mother?” Diluc asked, looking at you. “She was in the Fatui, and she had a Delusion, but it backfired, and killed her. I was ten at the time, but I do still miss her very much.” you became quiet, before shaking your head. “But that’s water under the bridge now, since it’s been so long. I should be going, but you have a wonderful day, Diluc.” you spoke, going to leave, but he gently caught your sleeve. “It’s only fair that I pay you since I’m the one who owns the winery.” he voiced, motioning for you to follow him. He grabbed his mora pouch and gave you twenty thousand mora, before going to the kitchen. “Think of this as a sort of welcoming gift for your arrival here in Mondstadt.” Diluc said, grabbing a bottle of Dandelion Wine. “Actually, I’m not particularly fond of alcohol, but I have heard that the apple cider here is wonderful.” you spoke. “Thank goodness I’m not the only one who dislikes alcohol, here.” he grabbed the bottle of golden yellow apple cider and handed it to you. “Thank you, I appreciate this. Anyways, I should get going, may we meet again, Diluc.” You called, walking out the door and back to the inn in the city.

Turns out, you did see him again, many times, in fact. The most recent occasion was when you were gravely injured during a commission, when a Mitachurl hit you with its shield. You were knocked unconscious from the impact against the ground, and Diluc watched you get thrown onto the path he was walking on. He saw the Mitachurl and glared over at it, manifesting his claymore and planning to kill it. However, he looked down at you, and put the sword away before picking you up. You’d slowly made a home for yourself in his heart, and he didn’t want to admit that. He decided instead to silently watch over you from afar, protecting you from the shadows, but this situation had opened his eyes to the reality that you could be taken from him so easily if you let your guard down too much. He carried you back to the Dawn Winery, and set you down in his bed. He ran to find Adelinde next. “Adelinde, please go get a healer immediately!” He yelled, causing her to turn back to look at him. She was about to retort, but then saw the panicked look on his face, and your unconscious form in his arms, and nodded. She hurried off, leaving him to pace around downstairs. The moment Barbara got to the Winery, he all but dragged her over to where you were to heal your injuries. After she was done, she turned and spoke to Diluc. “She should be fine with a few days of rest, but her arm is broken, and I couldn’t heal it. I know it will heal properly, but it will be at least two weeks before she can even begin to fight again. Sorry I couldn’t do more.” She apologized. He shook his head, thanking her for her assistance, before sending her out and closing the door. Diluc took off his coat and gloves, before sitting down in the chair at your bedside. He gently, almost timidly, took one of your hands into his, pressing his lips against the back of your palm. “I’m so sorry for not being there to protect you.” He whispered, looking at you. He leaned back, letting your hand fall back to your side. You had his heart and didn’t even know it, but plenty of others at the Dawn Winery did, it was quite obvious that the maids knew that his mood was better whenever you were around. Adelinde had become much softer and more welcoming with you than she was with other guests. She would talk with you for hours if you weren’t busy. She herself was curious about the woman that Diluc had fallen in love with. However, this occasion proved that he genuinely had feelings for you, and Adelinde was more than willing to steer him toward you if she needed to do so.

You woke up slowly, blinking the sleep from your eyes and rubbing them with your uninjured hand. You looked at the cast on your left arm and sighed, before hearing the door open and close when Diluc walked in. Your gaze snapped over to him, your eyes meeting his as he gazed at you. He sprinted toward you and all but tackled you to the bed. “Thank goodness you’re awake.” He whispered, hugging you tightly. You were taken aback, but reciprocated nevertheless. “How long was I out?” You asked when he pulled away. He rested his forehead against yours, a deep sigh escaping his lips. “You’ve been out for two days, I found you on the side of the road. I was so worried that you’d been killed.” He iterated. You saw the genuine worry in his gaze and the tears welling up in his eyes, and reached up to gently wipe away his tears. “Diluc, I’m not going anywhere, I promise.” You looked around. “Where are we?” You asked after a minute or two. “You’re in my room. It’s the closest one to the door, sorry.” He apologized, causing you to wave your hands frantically as you tried to tell him that it was fine, wincing as you did so. He gave you a worried look. “Do you need anything? Are you in any pain? Are you still tired?” He bombarded you with questions, talking a mile a minute as he anxiously checked you over for any injuries. “Diluc, I’m fine.” You replied, looking down at your arms, one of which was in a cast. “That’s gonna leave a mark.” You mumbled, cursing under your breath. “Barbara told me that it’ll be at least two weeks until you can start fighting again.” He glared at you for a moment, before seeing the regretful look you had in your eyes.

You rested your head in your uninjured hand, sighing deeply. “And don’t even think about trying to take any commissions from the Adventurers’ Guild until Barbara or someone else makes sure that you’ve fully healed.” He continued. “What are you, my mother?” You huffed, your voice heavily laced with sarcasm and annoyance. “I’m serious. You need to stop being so reckless and start watching out for yourself.” He scolded, giving you a reproachful look whilst he spoke. You scowled over at him. “Diluc, I’m not a child, I can take care of myself! Why do you even care about what happens to me, anyway?!” You yelled. “Because I love you! I’m worried about you because you’re so reckless! I’m terrified that I’m going to lose the only good thing I’ve had in so long! You worry me constantly, and you don’t even know it!” He shot back, before realizing what he said. He covered his mouth, willing the words to be taken back as he cast his gaze to the floor. He didn’t want to tell you like this, not ever like this. He was so scared that he had just pushed you away. Reluctantly, Diluc looked back up at you from the floor, panic swimming in his crimson gaze as he looked at you. Your eyes were wide and your face was bright red as you all but stared at him. “You… what?” You asked, watching him carefully to see what he would do next. He took a deep breath as his gaze softened into something you couldn’t quite read, sitting down in the chair he’d placed next to the bed. “I love you. I have for a while, but I couldn’t bring myself to tell you. I was so worried that you’d reject me and that whatever we had would be gone. I was scared that you’d ignore me.” He explained. You could tell that he was nervous easily. Diluc buried his face in his hands to hide the red that decorated his cheeks. You reached out and gently grasped one of his hands in your own, bringing it close to you and gently placing it against your cheek as you spoke. “You should have told me sooner. I didn’t know you liked me back.” You muttered softly, grabbing his wrist and pulling him close to you. You wrapped your arms around him and hugged him tightly, resting your head against his shoulder. Diluc stiffened slightly, before trying to pull away. “Wait, your arm-” “My arm is fine, Diluc.” You interrupted him, continuing to hug him. “I love you, too.” You said finally, pulling away and resting your forehead against his. You felt him pull away and pouted slightly, before your eyes widened when you felt his lips against yours. His kiss was gentle and his lips were soft, a stark comparison to his usual self. He reached behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you closer as he continued kissing you. After a few minutes, he pulled away from you and looked at you, sighing in relief as you smiled sweetly up at him. “Do you have any clue how long I’ve been wanting to tell you that?” He asked, watching as you giggled softly. “Sorry, it’s just so odd for you to lose your cool like this, it’s cute.” You mused, reaching up and cupping his face in your hands. Diluc felt his face heat up as you held him there gently, before putting his hands over yours and gently grasping them. He brought one of them to his lips and kissed the back of your palm as his eyes locked with yours. His gaze was soft and filled with gentle adoration for you. “I never thought I would fall for someone like you, but here we are, and never shall I regret it.” He mumbled, pulling you close yet again. You were going to have to work on touch with him, since he seemed to love it so much, but for now, you both held each other there, basking in one another’s presence.

Rough day? (Itto x fem!reader NSFW)

Notes: I decided to be self indulgent and write for everyone’s favorite himbo. Anyways, enjoy!

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Warnings: NSFW, cursing, shower sex, biting, marking, size kink, stomach bulging, creampie

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You were on the verge of collapse as you trudged through the front door of Granny Oni’s house. You had so many commissions that left your body sore and bruised, and you would have gone back to your house if not for the fact that you desperately needed rest, and it was so much further away. You wanted to see your boyfriend and just let him hold you like he normally did when you were sad. The moment you got to Itto’s room, you opened the door and closed it behind you, getting in the shower in his room once you’d undressed. The warm water soothed you and served to make your aching body relax a little bit.

You were too busy trying to wash yourself to notice the red eyes that now stared at you through the dark. Itto got out of the bed and undressed himself, before walking into the bathroom and getting under the water with you. The moment you felt his big warm hands on your hips, your eyes shot open and you looked up at him. “Oh, hey. Sorry if I woke you up.” You whispered, leaning back against him. Your skin felt so soft under his touch, and Itto found himself wanting to feel more of you. He shook his head as his white hair got drenched from the warm shower water. “Why’re you back so late?” He asked, leaning in and pressing his lips against your neck. His red eyes flicked up to look at you, watching as your face reddened. His hands wandered and roamed all over your smaller form, before coming to rest on your soft breasts. He squeezed and groped at the soft mounds of flesh as you relaxed under his touch. You yelped softly when he sank his teeth into the skin where your neck and collarbone met, sucking and licking the mark until it was red. He twisted and pulled at your nipples, dragging a soft whine from you as he spoke. “Aww, pretty girl, you miss me today?” He asked, his deep voice serving to make you even needier for him. “Mhmm.” You mumbled, your back arching and a moan escaping your soft lips as he bit down on your neck again. “Look at you, gettin’ all needy for me. You want me to take care of you?” He asked. Archons, you loved him so much for this. You were relieved that he wasn’t asking you what happened that made today so bad for you. “Mhmm, please, fuck me.” You whimpered. His hands stilled on your hips and his eyes went wide as he looked at you. There was no going back now as Itto spread your legs gently. You looked exhausted already from the way you slumped against the shower wall, so he resolved to be gentle with you tonight. You tensed up as you felt his fingers pressed against your slit, your body jolting a little as a result of his actions. “Shh, relax for me, yeah?” He cooed, his low and raspy voice serving to make you clench around nothing. He slowly pushed two digits past your entrance, scissoring them inside of you and watching you grind down against his hand. You moaned quietly as he curled then to press his fingertips against your sweet spot, his free hand bracing you and keeping you pressed against his chest. “Jus’ relax a little, ok? How am I gonna fit if you can’t relax, huh?” He asked, causing you to nod as you let your body become nearly limp in his strong arms. He pressed himself against you and held you up by your hips, his blunt tip pressed against your entrance. You were pinned against the shower wall by his larger form with ease. He went slow, sliding into you and taking care to be gentle with you. Tears welled up in your eyes as you struggled to take him in, clenching around his tip as his breath hitched. “H-hey, I told you to relax. It’ll hurt more if you don’t.” He huffed, stilling his hips for a moment. When you relaxed again, he continued, watching as you clawed at the shower wall. “I-it hurts!” You cried, feeling his hips roll against yours gently. He reached up and thumbed away your tears as he kept you still. Once he felt you were ready to take more of him, Itto slowly slid further into you, until his hips were pressed fully against yours. You looked down and saw the bulge he made in your tummy, whimpering softly. "S'too much, too much!" you sobbed, your vision blurred with tears. He massaged your hips gently to try and soothe you as you adjusted to his thick girth, watching with a wild look in his eyes as your gummy walls slowly stretched to fit him properly.

"See, it's not too much for you, you can take it." he soothed, his hand pressing against your tummy. A high pitched moan escaped your lips as Itto looked with some sort of twisted satisfaction at the bulge he made in your lower abdomen. He held your hips with a bruising grip as he started to move slowly, his tip bumping up against your cervix almost immediately. Your eyes rolled back as he started to pace himself, his thrusts gaining speed and rhythm as he moved faster. "Does that feel good, sweetheart?" he asked, his voice serving to make you clamp down on him even more. "Mhmm, feels s'good- AhN~!" you slurred, as he hit your sweet spot again. "Ngh~ good, wanna make sure my pretty girl feels good." he cooed, pressing his chest against your back. He then leaned down and kissed your neck gently, causing you to shudder slightly at the attention he was giving you. "Love you s'much sweetheart. Wanna make you feel good like this all the time." he slurred, his hands coming up to gently grasp your chin as he tilted your face up to look at him. "Aww, pretty girl, look at you, my pretty baby all dumbed down on my dick, huh?" he mocked, but you just nodded along, too far gone on him as the knot in your lower tummy tightened. "Mmh~! Itto, m'close, m'so close- HAh~!" you pressed your cheek against the shower wall and let him do as he pleased, before turning your head to face him. He noticed your gaze on him as his face flushed slightly. Itto didn't waste a second before he pressed his lips against yours, kissing you in earnest as his pace grew sloppier. "Please- Hnn~ lemme cum, please?" you begged, and how could he say no when you asked him so sweetly like that? He huffed softly before picking up the pace as you moaned and whimpered his name. "Mhm, go ahead." he grunted softly into the skin of your shoulder as he spoke. You didn't need to be told twice as you finally reached the edge and came. "M'cumming, Itto- Ahhng~!" you cried out as the knot in your lower tummy snapped. "That's it." he coaxed, rolling his hips against yours before a loud groan escaped him. He pressed himself as close to you as he could when he came, painting your walls a sticky white as he rode out his high. "Such a good girl- fuck- take it all." Itto kept rocking his hips against yours until he'd fully come down, looking at you as he rested his head on your shoulder.

A minute or two later, you finally turned to look back at him, exhausted, and saw him looking at you like you were the most wonderful thing he'd ever laid his eyes on. "Hey, what's with the dreamy look all of a sudden?" you asked, but he didn't answer, favoring instead gently brushing your drenched hair out of your face. "You look so pretty." he whispered, watching as you giggled softly. "Thank you for this, really." you whispered back, before feeling his grip on your hips again. He slowly pulled out, watching his cum as it dribbled out of your messy hole and down your thighs. He then slowly, bracing you in his arms, ran your body under the water of the shower head. He then lathered some soap on his hands and rubbed you down, gently kissing the places he'd left marks. "Sorry if I was rough." he said sheepishly, but you shook your head, reaching up to gently hold his face. "No, don't apologize. I've needed this for a while now. It felt wonderful." you said, your face reddening as you leaned against him and let him wash you off. After he was done, Itto grabbed some towels and dried you off, making sure you were alright as you watched him dry off. "Alright, let's get to bed, yeah?" he asked, picking you up with ease and making his way back to the bed. He set you down under the covers and let you rest, watching as you rolled over slowly and rested your head on his chest. his eyes widened slightly as he wrapped his arms around you, letting you drift off in his arms. "Love you, sweetheart." he whispered, kissing your temple and drifting off to sleep soon after.

Under the Moonlight (Alhaitham x fem!reader NSFW)

Notes: Since it’s my birthday I’ve decided to treat myself and give you guys this smut I’ve been working on for a while. Sorry if it’s not that great since it’s the first one I’ve ever written but anyways, enjoy!

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Warnings: NSFW(duh), slight cursing, missionary (sex position), doggy style (sex position), sappy shit below, fem!reader, slight dacryphilia if you squint.

Alhaitham wasn’t one to show emotion often. Hell, he almost never did, aside from whenever he was around you. It was obvious that he adored you and loved you to anyone observant enough to see the way he acted around you. You hailed from the Ragnvindr family of Mondstadt, meaning that you came from money and your family had high expectations of you and the one you married.

At least, that was what Alhaitham thought when he started dating you.

Although he was perfectly well prepared to meet those expectations, Alhaitham learned many things from his time with you. You were the first and only girlfriend he’d ever had, eventually becoming his wife a few years later. He learned how to speak to someone in a tone that wasn’t full of sarcasm. He learned that your cooking was the best thing he’d ever had. He also learned that your family, save for Diluc, who thought he wasn’t a good match for you, approved of his matrimony with you when they welcomed him warmly to the Ragnvindr family once you introduced him to them.

However, he also learned on your wedding night how to make passionate love to you every time the moon hung high amidst the stars in the sky above Sumeru City, as they were now. The only problem with him doing that tonight was the fact that, despite Kaveh’s absence from Alhaitham’s home, you weren’t alone because your older brothers were over to visit the two of you, and you didn’t know if the walls of his home were soundproof or not. However, your husband didn’t care what others thought of him or his relationship with you, and you knew that. So, you obliged his wishes, and let yourself fall into bliss with him on this night filled with passion, love, and most of all, sex.

Your breathy moans reached Alhaitham’s ears much more clearly when he slowly spread your legs further apart in order to slide himself between them. He slowly withdrew his fingers from your wet cunt and lifted them to his mouth, licking them clean. He undid his pants and pulled them down, throwing them to the side with the rest of his clothing as he dragged his tip over your entrance. You whined softly, reaching up to grab his shoulders as you spoke. “P-please, Haitham, please!” You begged, looking up at him with wide tear filled eyes. He knew better than to deprive you of the touch you so desperately craved, remembering the last time he didn’t let you, and how you ended up being a little overwhelmed the last time you’d had sex with him. “As you wish, lovely.” He cooed, slowly sliding into you and pressing his hips forward until they were flush against yours. You would have cried out loudly if it weren’t for his lips against yours, silencing your cries of pleasure and wiping away your tears of both pain and ecstasy as he held you gently in his arms. “Mmm~ f-feels s’good, Haitham. So good- aHhn~!” You moaned loudly, squeezing his shoulders tightly as his hips jolted forward. Your back arched against his chest as he flipped you over onto your stomach, slowly lifting your hips as he bit his lip and all but slammed into you. He decided on taking you doggy style as he groaned loudly, thrusting his hips forward a little faster. “AhnN~! Mmm~ so f-full I- fuck- love you s’much!” You felt his tip bump up against your cervix as he slowed his thrusts slightly, taking you from behind a little more gently. Your brows furrowed slightly as you were overcome with an overwhelming need to see his face. “Haitham, wanna see you, please lemme see you.” You whined, your eyes almost getting teary again before he flipped you back over and looked down at you. The pace he had maintained was getting sloppier, and he looked to almost be in a sort of haze as he leaned down and pressed his forehead against yours, before leaning further downward to kiss your neck. He sighed into the crook of your neck. His hot breath fanning against the sensitive skin caused you to clench around him, squeezing him tightly and causing his breath to hitch as a choked groan rumbled in his chest. You looked up at him when he pulled away and reached up, gently cupping his face in your hands as you saw the tears welling up in his eyes. Now he was the one getting overwhelmed, having not expected you to ask to be flipped over just to look at him. Alhaitham expected you to be lost in bliss tonight, but he realized now that he was the one who would be lost in bliss before you would. His tear filled teal eyes met yours as you noticed the slightly distressed look in his gaze, reaching up to wipe his tears away. “Hey, what's wrong, honey? Why d’you look so worried?” You slurred, causing him to shake his head and clench his teeth as he slowed down even more, his eyes trained on yours as you looked up at him with that adoring gaze that made him weak in the knees. You gently thumbed away his tears as he leaned into your touch, going slightly faster and hitting that one spot deep inside of your fluttering cunt that made your toes curl and your body arch up into his.

His gaze was full of love and adoration as he spoke. “I love you so much. It hurts to even try and put it into words.” He grunted, feeling himself twitch inside of you. He balanced on his forearms and wrapped you up in a gentle embrace, watching as you smiled shyly and turned your face to the side to hide the red dusting your cheeks. “You’re s’good for me, all for me. Please, don’t look away, my love.” He whispered, keeping you close as he spoke. You felt Alhaitham slam his hips into your sweet spot again, and wailed his name as you came. You squirted all over his lap and his dick as you gripped his shoulders and dug your nails into them, no doubt leaving behind small red crescent moons in their wake. “Mmm~ Ngh~ NahHn~! Haitham~ ohh~ r-right there please~ ahHn~!” You wrapped your legs around his waist as your eyes rolled back into your head, forcing him to stay inside of you. Alhaitham looked down at you and groaned loudly as he buried himself balls deep inside of you and came, his cum filling you up in thick spurts as heavy ropes of white filled you up and made you tremble against him, shivering from the mind numbing pleasure. He fucked you through it, slowly rolling his hips against yours as you sobbed his name.

You slowly came down from the ecstatic euphoria he lifted you into, relaxing against the bed as his hips stilled against yours. Your eyelids felt heavy as drowsiness started to take you over, but you forced yourself to stay awake, looking up at the man whose face was now buried in your hair. Alhaitham took deep breaths as he slowly came down from his own high, waiting for a few minutes until he lifted his head from your hair and looked down at you. “Are you ok? Was I too rough tonight?” He asked, reaching down with one of his hands to wipe away your tears. You shook your head softly, leaning into his gentle touch and sighing quietly. “No, heavens, no, it just all felt so… good. Archons, it felt wonderful.” You breathed, trying to catch your breath. You then looked up at him, worry twinkling in your gaze yet again as you spoke. “Why were you crying earlier though? Did something happen?” You asked, reaching up and cupping his face in your hands yet again. “No, it’s just that I didn’t expect you to ask to look at me like you did. You caught me off guard a little.” He responded, before looking down to where the two of you were connected. You felt him slowly start to withdraw his hips, pulling out slowly so as not to hurt you. You whined quietly at the sudden emptiness you felt, but relaxed slowly, your body glad to finally get a break. Alhaitham watched as his and your mixed release gushed out of you, soiling the sheets below. You whimpered softly against the pillow below you, before feeling weightless as Alhaitham picked you up and slowly got out of the bed. He then went to the bathroom connected to his room, and turned on the faucet to the bath, waiting until the water was warm to plug the drain and wait for the bath to fill. He locked the bathroom door for good measure and then slowly lowered you and himself into the warm water. Alhaitham grabbed the shampoo from the side of the bath and squirted some into his palm, rubbing his hands together and then slowly and gently massaging it into your hair. You sighed deeply and relaxed in his gentle hold as he shampooed and then conditioned your and his hair. You then felt his hands start to massage your back, his palms rolling against the sore muscles in your tired body. You felt like you were floating on a cloud, and decided to try returning the favor, turning back and massaging his shoulders gently. He hummed softly and pressed his lips against your forehead. “Thank you.” You mumbled tiredly, smiling up at him dreamily. Alhaitham nodded and then slowly lifted you out of the water, grabbing a few towels and drying you off. He then set you down on a chair in the bedroom before he wrapped one of the towels around his waist and went to get a clean set of sheets for the bed from the linen closet down the hall. He had just gotten the sheets and was about to head back to his room when he heard someone clear their throat behind him. He rolled his eyes, turning around after, only to be greeted by the sight of your older brother, Diluc, glaring at him.

Diluc and Alhaitham butted heads often whenever they saw each other, and Diluc looked furious as of now. “Can I help you?” Alhaitham asked, his tone one of boredom and his facial expression the same. He knew that your older brother was going to be angry at him regardless of what he said, so he gave up on trying to downplay what he did with you tonight. “The audacity you have to do that when there are other people here, you arrogant bastard, I’ll-” “You know what, I enjoyed fucking your sister into that mattress so hard she was crying.” Alhaitham interrupted him, smirking at him. “And I’ll do it again tomorrow if it pisses you off this much.” He finished, shoving past him to get back to your shared room with him. He quickly changed the sheets and looked back at you, who was now asleep in the chair. He locked the bedroom door once again and turned back to look at you with a sigh. You were a blessing in his eyes, and he knew he didn’t deserve your love, but you insisted that he did. He slowly lifted you up into his arms and used the towel to dry off your hair, drying his own hair off after he had set you down under the covers. You mumbled in your sleep and stirred slightly, before opening your eyes and looking back at your lover as he finished drying himself off. You slowly sat up and rolled over to face him as he walked back out of the bathroom. “You should be asleep, we went at it for a while, and you’re no doubt exhausted.” he advised, a concerned look on his face as he got under the covers with you. “Diluc heard us, didn’t he?” you asked, knowing the reason for said concern. Alhaitham sucked in a sharp breath before averting his gaze and suddenly becoming interested in the wall. “Yes, he did. Your brother and I don’t exactly get along all that well, you and I both know that, and the fact that we eloped and didn’t get his blessing doesn’t exactly make things better.” he iterated, causing you to slowly lift your upper body to balance on one of your palms before reaching out and gently taking his hand into yours as you spoke. “I wanted to marry you, Kaeya said he thought you were a good person and that you treated me well, so I took that as his blessing for me to marry you. I knew that Diluc would never say yes, and whether or not I had gotten his blessing doesn’t matter to me, I was always planning to elope anyway. Besides, Diluc has no right to give it, my father told me that if I wanted to marry someone, that he trusted my judgment and would let me marry whoever I saw worthy enough to do so. You, Alhaitham, are that person. No blessing or lack thereof will ever change the fact that I love you.” you reassured him, threading your fingers with his. He looked over at you and leaned in closer to you, pressing his lips against yours. “Come on, let’s get some sleep, I’m exhausted.” he said, wrapping you up in his arms and holding you close as he laid down against the soft mattress and pillows beneath the two of you. Just before the two of you fell asleep, you heard him speak softly. “I love you too, (Y/N), I always will.” he whispered, hugging you tightly before his hold loosened and his breathing slowed a few minutes later. You snuggled up closer to him and smiled softly, falling asleep in his arms soon after.

Scaramouche x Youkai!reader

Notes: I’m sorry if this isn’t that good since I really don’t know how to write for Scaramouche but anyways, enjoy!

Masterlist

Warnings: Spoilers for Scaramouche’s backstory, the Sumeru Archon Quest, and the Interlude Chapter in Sumeru!

“Kunikuzushi?”

He recognized that voice, the same one he’d heard right before he’d left Inazuma. It was you, one of the few youkai left in Inazuma. Miko, although the two of you weren’t even remotely related, took you in and all but raised you, being the older of you two. You would be forever grateful to her for her kindness. It was because of her that you met the one now known as the Wanderer. However, you only knew him as Kunikuzushi, the puppet that the Shogun had all but thrown away and left to erode into dust in the harsh torrent that was eternity. However, you had always been very kind and very caring toward him, and even when he was known as The Balladeer in his previous Incarnation, he still remembered you with perfect clarity, no matter what life you saw each other in last. In fact, you were the first person that the Traveler asked about what you knew of him when he had changed his history in Teyvat. Thankfully, nothing in your mind had changed about his origins at the Grand Narukami Shrine or about when he left, but the one thing that had changed was the fact that you no longer remembered him taking on the title of The Balladeer, and now only remembered him as Wanderer. He let only you use his original name.

He turned around and looked at you, standing a mere ten feet away from where he himself stood. He nodded softly in affirmation, acknowledging that he’d heard you. Your ears twitched slightly, moving around and checking for any signs that the two of you were being watched or eavesdropped on.

“Kunikuzushi.” You breathed, the name sounding like it was meant for only your lips.

When you didn’t find any signs of immediate danger, you hesitantly took a step forward, before sprinting at him and tackling him to the ground below. “Umph-!” He grunted, taken by surprise when you collided with him. You wrapped your arms around him and sighed deeply, squeezing him tightly as you hugged him. “I thought I’d never see you again.” You whispered, relaxing only when he returned your embrace. “What are you doing here? You shouldn’t be here. What if Ei catches you?” You asked. He shook his head. “I’ve met the Traveler, and if things were to come to that, then I’d ask them to help me stop her from doing anything.” His hold on you tightened. “But I had to see you again. I couldn’t take being without you anymore. It’s all been a mess, and it turns out that there was another incarnation of me in a different timeline that destroyed and killed so many people, and-" He stopped when you gently cupped his face in your hands, your hands just as soft as he remembered. “Kuni, slowly. I can’t help if I don’t know what’s going on.” You pressed your forehead against his and sat up fully to let him have some space. “Come on, I’ll take you somewhere we can talk.” You offered, getting up and gently taking his hand into yours.

You kept walking until you reached an old, abandoned shrine, and sat down before patting the ground beside you in an invitation for him to sit. The Wanderer quickly did so, sitting as close as he could to you. “Ok, start from the beginning.” You coaxed, and it all came crashing down from there. You heard about how he used to be a Harbinger who mercilessly killed and tortured those around him, destroying and fighting whatever and whoever he was told to. You heard about him changing his past and becoming what he was now, and you heard about his time with the Traveler, and with Lesser Lord Kusanali. You heard about how he got his memories back, and how he finally got back to Inazuma. By the time he was done, Kunikuzushi was shaking, and you could tell he needed comfort. You were willing to give that comfort, and gladly did so. “That is a lot to handle, and I don’t even know where to start, but what I do know is that you’re the most important person to me in the whole of Teyvat. It doesn’t matter to me whether you’re The Balladeer or The Wanderer, you’ll always be Kunikuzushi in my eyes, and I’ll always be here for you.” You said, hugging him yet again. You saw the tears rolling down his face as he leaned against you, trembling in your arms. “Hey, hey, look at me.” You cooed, causing him to pull back and look at you. “I want to travel with you. I want to stay by your side from now until the end of eternity, if you’ll let me.” You hummed, confusing him slightly. “But I thought that the last time I saw you, you were-” “Helping Miko at the shrine? Yes, I was, but I stopped a while ago. Ever since then, I’ve been waiting for you to either come back or for me to decide to leave Inazuma. But I just had a feeling that if I left, you’d be here when I wasn’t, so I waited.” You explained, looking down at him as you spoke. “I want to be there for you instead of leaving you alone like the last time you left. I love you, Kuni. I always have and I always will.” You confessed, your face flushing pink as you spoke. He sighed, turning his gaze away from you as he spoke. “And you promise not to leave?” He asked. Without hesitation, you nodded. “I promise.” You replied, hugging him yet again. “Thank you.” He mumbled, his face growing warmer with each word.

At the Grand Narukami Shrine, Miko smirked as she watched you pack. The moment she received word from the Traveler that Kunikuzushi had returned, it wasn’t a surprise to her when, about three hours after you’d left the shrine, you came running back up the steps to the shrine to ask for her permission to leave Inazuma. “I’m surprised it took you so long to get back, little one. Of course you may leave.” She replied, ruffling your hair gently. You smiled at her and then rushed to get what you’d need, packing everything into a backpack and changing into different attire that would be better suited for adventuring. “I best be going. Farewell, Miko!” You called, all but sprinting back down the mountain to join Kunikuzushi. He looked at you and nodded, before holding out his hand for you to take. You smiled and took it, walking with him. You didn’t know where your journey would take you, but so long as you were by his side, you knew there was nothing to fear.

I can’t believe you made me fall in love with capitano- you just wrote him so beautifully! I was wondering if you could write something like that for pantalone and dottore too, that would make me die peacefully :’)

Anon, this made me so happy you have no idea. Of course I shall write for Dottore and Pantalone! I’ll have to write Pantalone’s part separate from this one though.

Warning- Spoilers for Dottore’s real name and the Sumeru Archon Quest if you squint below!

Masterlist

You were terrified when you heard the Tsaritsa tell you that you were to marry the Second Harbinger, Dottore. You had heard of his rather… gruesome methods of experimentation on humans, and feared that the same would happen to you if you incurred his wrath. The only one you felt you could trust was your handmaiden, Claire, who hailed from Fontaine.

From what he had heard about you, Dottore knew that you were a scholar from Sumeru, and journeyed to Snezhnaya originally to help take care of your sick mother. She had succumbed to her illness, causing you to inherit her house and all she owned. You were slow to open up to others, especially if they had a background that was anything like his. However, you intrigued him immensely, and he wanted to know everything he could about you. You were his wife, after all, and he should be taking his role as your husband a little more seriously than he had been since you both got married. He thought about what to do, looking outside his window at the setting sun. That’s when he got an idea, a smirk adorning his face as he rose from his desk chair and opened the door to his office. He walked down the hall and, as his luck would have it, bumped into your handmaiden. “Oh, Lord Dottore, may I help you with something?” She asked. His smirk widened. “Yes. Tell my wife to meet me in the dining hall in thirty minutes.” he spoke. “My Lord, she is currently-” “Did I stutter, little mouse? You best scurry along before I decide I need a new lab rat on my hands after tonight.” he threatened, watching her run back down the hall. Yes, dinner with you sounded quite lovely tonight. This way, he could also learn more about you.

You nervously fidgeted with your dress as Claire fastened your hair in a bun, making sure that not a single strand was out of place. You were worried about why Dottore called for you to join him tonight, since he usually elected to eat in his office alone. However, you did not realize just how much you would reveal to him this night.

Dottore sat across from you at the table, having, for the first night since your wedding night, taken off his mask in front of you. His red eyes seemed to stare you down, his crimson gaze almost pinning you to your seat. You were jumpy at everything he said, constantly on edge, and he seemed to find it highly amusing to watch. However, his demeanor changed when the rest of the servants left the room. “If I may ask, why is it that you seem to avoid me every chance you get?” he asked, his voice suddenly much quieter in tone. After a few minutes, you spoke, having thought about your answer for quite some time now. You looked up and let your gaze meet his. “Well, would you mind if I were completely honest with you?” you asked, causing him to shake his head. “Of course I wouldn’t mind. It is my greatest wish to find out more about you.” he replied. “Will you promise not to get angry with me?” you requested. Without hesitation, Dottore nodded. “It is because you have scared me for the longest time. I don’t... I don’t exactly know how to go about approaching you. I’m scared that I might anger you, and I’ve heard about how you treat those who anger you.” You voiced. Dottore waited patiently until you’d finished speaking. “Would it help if you knew more about me?” He asked, receiving a nod from you in response. “My real name isn’t actually Dottore, it’s Zandik. You may call me as such if you wish to do so. I am from Sumeru, and studied Mechanical Life for a while before deciding to further pursue it here in Snezhnaya after my expulsion from the Akademiya. My research so far here has been a success.” He explained. You nodded. “I tried to study things like that, but gave up after my second year at the Akademiya, and started studying medicine after hearing of my mother’s condition. The whole reason I even joined the Fatui in the first place was to try and secure the medicine to help her with her illness.” You explained. “And your mother?” He asked. You sighed, resting your head in your hands. “She passed away two years ago. There was a “debt” of sorts that my mother left unpaid to the Fatui, so I was forced to marry either you or one of the other Harbingers of her choosing. She chose to marry me off to you.” You explained. Dottore was not one to give comfort often, as he was not very experienced with social cues and interactions with large groups of people. Even so, he still went over to you and sat beside you, putting a hand on your shoulder as you tried to calm down. After you were able to speak, you looked over at Dottore and took a deep but shaky breath. “Thank you, you didn’t need to comfort me.” You spoke, causing him to sigh. “You’re lucky, I normally do not do embarrassing things such as this, but I suppose that I ought to get used to having you around if you’re my wife.” He replied, letting go of you. “If you’re finished with dinner, then I’d suggest that you get some sleep. The body wastes a lot of energy crying.” He advised. You nodded, getting up from your seat and walking to the bedroom. You changed into your sleepwear and laid down, before hearing Dottore’s voice from the doorway. You looked at him as he spoke. “I shall check on you later, my experiments require my attention, and I will be busy until the late hours of the night. Get some sleep.” He voiced, leaving before you could say anything else to him.

From that day on, you would try to spend most of your time in his office, giving what input you could about his experiments, and helping with what he needed to the best of your ability. One day, he pointed it out.

“Why is it that you’re suddenly much closer than before?” he asked. You only smiled and repeated what he said that started this. “I suppose I ought to get used to having you around if you’re my husband, Zandik.” you replied, taking him by surprise. “Would you look at that? It seems that the viper really can bite back.” he snickered, grabbing your wrist and pulling you into his lap. Your face reddened as he took off his mask and set it on the desk. “What an interesting one you are, I’ll have to make sure to keep you around.” he said, twirling a lock of your hair around his finger as he read over the notes that one of his segments took on a recent experiment in his laboratory in Zapolyarny Palace. You stayed in his lap like that until he was done looking over his notes, and set down his pen. “I would assume that there is something you want if you’re still here.” he observed. “Does your company count?” you asked, looking up at him as you leaned your head against his shoulder. With a long, drawn out sigh, he wrapped his arms around you and rested his head on top of yours.

“Yes, I suppose it does.” he replied.