You were a normal girl until you got transported into the world of Genshin Impact as the mother of Dottore who is bounded to die in his hands. Can you raise him into a fine gentleman and escape your doomed fate to die in the hands of the Second Harbinger? And why Is Dottore so over protective of you, is this supposed to happen? (Tw:Mentions of Abuse!)

✧. ┊ 𝚟𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜︕ 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚗 ✘ 𝚐𝚗︕ 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 ʺ 𝐡𝐞𝐲 , 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫 ? ʺ ╰┈➤ After being raised in a poor environment, your life met a tragic end. Dying without a place to call home, how pathetic was that? The only source of comfort you had was a game. And upon death, you awoke in that very same world. Reincarnating into the game you once adored, you soon found yourself involved with the Sixth of the Fatui Harbinger's as... his prized pupil? ʺ 𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 , 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐞 , 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝 . " Having died and restarted, you wander through the years in the Fatui. Only to realize... that there may be more to your journey than you initially thought. Including, the fate of Teyvat itself. ▰ ▰ ▰ ▰ ▰ ▰ ▰ ▰ ▰ ▰ ▰ ▰ ▰ ✧. ┊@h1bisvus // 06. 12. 22. - n/a. ✧. ┊official playlist on spotify: a harbingers pupil // fic. playlist ⚠️ CONTAINS: Fluff / Angst / Mentions of abuse ⚠️ ©️ 2022 HoYoverse

[genshin various x fem!abyss mage!reader] Due to your untimely and rather unfortunate death, the universe takes pity on you and reincarnates you into the world of your favorite game. But... your body seems a lot smaller, and a lot fluffier than you remember.

"WELL, AREN'T YOU JUST A FLOWER AMONG WEEDS, MY DARLING," finding an injured and broken man out in the middle of the woods wasn't usually a good sign, but y/n, oh y/n..., she always tended to see the good in people. Though, she and everyone in her rather small village would of been better off if she never met him. But as the saying goes .. Even if you avoid a disaster right now, the same disaster will just come back stronger than ever later down the road. genshin impact fanfic || yandere ! il dottore x female ! reader

Sometimes life changes for no reason. The interesting thing is whether these changes are good or bad. Does waking up in an unknown world with many people who develop a crush on you count as a nice thing?

ᯓ.ᐟ (𝐍.) 𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐎𝐅 𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐅 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐋. ❝ i love winning, baby, i want it all .ᐟ❞ 𝗜𝗡 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗖𝗛- gambling gave you a rush of feelings you couldn't find in anything else. but at some point, even the taste of victory wasn't enough. ❝ i wanna prove that i got the balls .ᐟ ❞ Gachiakuta is NOT mine, it's rightfully owned by Kei Urana - cross posted on quotev !

So you tried to end your life and somehow ended up in the world of Gachiakuta. Sure, you love Gachiakuta-but it's probably the worst place to wake up in, especially with a system that never shuts up. What does one even do in a situation like this? Crack every huzz you see? At least you still have your rollerblades, I guess... Totally not your Vital Instrument. Totally not. GACHIAKUTA BELONGS TO KEI URANA FIC INSPIRED BY MORAL SUPPORT BY ijustwantsome_bananamilk

"WAIT NO I'M SORRY I GIVE UP I GIVE UP!!!" ☆࿐ཽ༵༆IN which, a kid with horrid anxiety isues joins the world of the Cleaners with nothing but a hat that quells their mind GN!CHILD!READER X PLATONIC!VAR.CHARACTERS ALL CHARACTERS IN GACHIAKUTA AND GACHIAKUTA ITSELF BELONG TO THE LOVELY KEI URANA!!!

[YANDERE!O.DAZAI/VAMPIRE!READER] You're a leech, you're a fucking parasite. You're the thing of nightmares, made from awry shadows and lingering whispers in the dark. And despite it all, despite the horrors of it all, Dazai can't help but be attracted to you. He's asleep in you, and he won't ever wake.

You were born on the rich side, where dirt is a rumor and blood never stains long enough to matter. Your hands stayed clean-not because you were careful, but because the world was. Well your side at least. Jewels weighed your wrists. Safety wrapped your throat like silk. Freedom was handed to you so often it stopped feeling special. You smiled easily. Spoke to anyone. Asked questions people laughed off instead of answering. But the Slums were different. They weren't ugly to you-just unfinished. Like a sentence cut off mid-thought. If we're all human, why is there a gate?