#dango imagines

Welcome back to yet another episode of Dango's Brainrot

The only thing on Dango's mind tonight is *drumroll* Skirmisher!Tartaglia !!

Skirmisher Tartaglia in a bracer fit... or probably more accurately an agent but alas, let me live my dreams of bracer childe... he has pyroslinger... vibes...

oh my heart cannot take this.... LISTEN TO THE WAY THEY LAUGH OK-

unabashedly flirting with y/n while they're on patrol in Liyue... recklessly charging into battle with churls... high-ranking elemental beings... his hair and coat still singed from fighting the pyro regisvine, which smells horrible mind you, and still trying to get them to notice him...

He ignores the older skirmishers in the unit when they tell him to knock it off and stop trying to romance their squadronmate. The only reason they haven't requested a unit transfer for him is that he and one of the legionnaires cook the meals for everyone.

"This one's for you, babe!" *proceeds to decimate multiple hilichurl camps*

He's promoted to an Agent after a while, which means more trips outside of Snezhnaya. One of his first assignments is in Mondstadt, and after a few weeks of pulling some strings and cashing in some favours, he gets y/n deployed too. Working? I think you mean taking them on dates around Mond (even tho they're not "technically official" or whatever, they're dates <3) Sneaking them out of the hotel at night to show them around and being sleep deprived as shit when they clock in the next morning.

Everyone in Mondstadt hates them, whether it be for simply being Fatui or because they never get any work done. Division Captain would never let the two of them in the same unit, or in the same city for that matter. Tartaglia doesn't like it because he does more than enough for both of them. The Captain can't say he's more efficient with or without them, it always seems they end up together one way or another.

The one time they do get separated though, it was for an emergency when the deployment announcement was only that morning, giving you barely half an hour to pack and say your farewells to him. He was sent to the capital of Fontaine, and they were to Inazuma City.

Mans was devastated he found out. He writes (unsent) letters daily. The other people in his unit hate him because he stays up talking to them himself. His poor family... most of his letters are about them now...

The moment he sees them get off the ship, he's clinging onto them like a lost puppy. If he can get a few days off that lines up with their schedule, they're coming home with him. (pspsps his family is so happy to finally meet them, even though it feels like they've already known y/n for years with how his letters are)

as the story progresses, things get a bit weirder, as they should. the longer you spend somewhere, the more exposure you're getting. but they seem to be a bit off. bit more off than usual. of course, that's how its always been, right? you're just imagining it. perhaps you wonder, if there's something more? if there's something lurking under the guise of a fun, carefree world? this cant be everything, right? you're just imagining it though.

however, the feeling persists. you can no longer tell what's normal and what's not. its all the same. slowly led into a feeling of security. there's nothing wrong. everything is fine. everything feels wrong, but its the same as its always been. you're just imagining it though.

are you? is everything really normal? or perhaps this is normal. the sinking pit in your stomach. the feeling of your every move being watched over your shoulder. the uneasiness that slinks into your veins the moment your eyes open, only dissipated long after you've fallen asleep. that is, if it ever left at all. is this how people of this world lived? you sit in the silence of your room, the weight crushing your chest as you begin to question. is everything truly alright? there's no weight. you're just imagining it though.