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About Dottore/Zandik

DOTTORE X FEM!READER CHPT. 3

It was four torturous days before the recruitment letter came. You never thought that you would ever be so eager to return to Snezhnaya, but with every passing day there was less and less left for you to miss about Sumeru. The backlash from the rumors stayed just as bad. People still badmouthed you to one another in plain sight. Professors hesitated to let you sit in on their lectures as if you had actually ever even done anything.

That had to be the worst part of it all. You had genuinely done nothing. All you had to blame was the frost of Snezhnaya running through your veins and the abominations to humanity that were your parents.

The letter had told you to head down to Port Ormos. You’d found it at least a little amusing that they were taking you from a port used primarily for shipping wares, not people. Although, to the Fatui you were probably even less valuable than such.

You smoothed out your skirt as you read the letter over one more time. Just to make sure you’d understood the directions properly. A silly gesture of course. The letter was very direct. You could already deduce from the tone it was written in that the head of the applied sciences department was not one for funny business. Not that you minded of course. After your experience in Sumeru, your main priority wasn’t exactly to build a ton of relationships with your peers. Not after realizing how quickly it all comes crumbling down.

The crawl of time grew even more torturous as you waited for the boat. When it finally crept out of the horizon and into your line of sight, you let out a small sigh of relief. Despite your love-hate relationship with Snezhnaya, your mind felt slightly at peace at knowing you were returning. Home was home after all. You had never gotten used to the warmth and humidity of Sumeru anyways. Even in your happy first years after escaping the Fatui, you had a bone to pick with the heat.

When the boat finally docked, you allowed a few minutes for the crew to settle down. It also gave you a moment to still your heart. The eagerness to get home was slowly starting to give way to anxiety. You couldn’t help it.

What if this wasn’t the right way to go?

What if you’re just giving the world what it wants?

For you to be the villain

You shook yourself out of it quickly. Second guesses would just dig you into a deeper hole. No great discovery has ever been made by a timid scholar. You were never meant for the shadows, and you certainly couldn’t waste your intelligence simply-

“Miss! I’ve been trying to get your attention” a voice calls out to you.

It’s a relatively young man, maybe a few years younger than you are. You narrow your eyes down onto him slowly. Small pieces of his burnt orange hair peeked haphazardly out of the newsboy hat atop his head. You clear your throat gently “My apologies, I suppose I’ve spaced out while waiting for the ship”.

The young man shrugs “It’s whatever. Anyways, are you the one that we’re here for?”.

“Yes, that would be me” you say as you eye the Fatui emblem on the side of the boat and the one embroidered on his coat.

Goodness, he must be dying in this weather…

“Can I see that letter?”

You nod and hand it to him. The paper is slightly worn now, the envelope barely hanging on by a thread. You had read it over and over again since you got it and carried it around with you everyday since. He doesn’t question the state of the letter but does raise a brow upon reading its contents.

“Applied sciences?” he says with a small laugh.

“Yes,” you respond curtly. “The man I spoke to when enlisting had the same reaction. What’s so bad about applied sciences?”

“The sector itself is fine. It’s the lunatic that runs it that’s the issue”

Your lips purse in deep thought when you hear that “The other man said something similar. Can you tell me about him?”

“I guess,” the sailor murmurs hesitantly as he begins to lead you onto the boat “But there isn’t really all that much to tell. They call him The Doctor, or Dottore”

You parrot his name softly under your breath. You recognized the title a little bit.

“One of the Harbingers, yes?”

“Yeah” he grunts as he hoists your trunk onto the ship for you.

Once you’re all settled into the ship and the man has given the crew an all clear he sits down with you.

“Sounds like you aren’t exactly a stranger to the name. What do you know?”

“Less than you do, I can assure you. I used to live in Snezhnaya before I joined the Akademiya. I’d heard of the Harbingers back then but they hadn’t been as politically active as I hear they are now.”

He nods slowly as you explain. “I see… Well, I’d be wary once you arrive in Snezhnaya. None of the recruits in the applied sciences sector have ever had pleasant stories to tell about working there” he says with wide eyes. “I mean, you didn’t hear it from me, but there’s rumors of him doing human dissections and weird shit like that”

You fight the urge to roll your eyes and scoff at him. You’ve always hated rumors. The prejudice they bring. The misunderstandings they instigated.

“Well how do you think scientists know anything about the human body?”

“I don’t know, man. But there’s other stuff too, you know. Like some people say he does wacky surgeries” he looks around to make sure none of the crew are listening, especially because none of the higher ranking workers would look too kindly on workplace gossip. “A lot of those poor applied science workers say that their colleagues occasionally go missing. Coincidentally right before The Doctor does his big experiments”.

He backtracks after a minute and looks you directly in the eyes “Like I said, you never heard any of this from me, got it?”

“Well I mean… obviously. I didn’t even ask for your name. Even if I wanted to waste my time spreading around gossip like that, I wouldn’t have a name to circle back to”

The man gives one more of those little half hearted shrugs as he stands up, swiping dust off of his pants. “Fair enough, ma’am. Tread carefully” he says with a small tip of his hat.

You manage a small smile and a nod back. It was the least you could do. He was the first human being to show any kind of regard for you in the past few months. You found yourself wishing him safe travels under your breath.

Your gaze falls to the scene beyond the boat. You had hardly even realized that it had already started moving.

You decided to make a point not to look back. Not that anyone would notice, but it felt like a personal milestone.

As you peered out at the vast, shimmering blue of the ocean you sighed. You swore you could already feel the air getting colder.

A/N: Okay we’re done with the spam posts everyone, now to the normal posting schedule…

Happy travels

DOTTORE X FEM!READER CHPT. 1

Your life in Sumeru that you had constructed so meticulously was now just as full of crap as the one you had left back home.

You knew there would always be jealous people. You didn’t want to toot your own horn, but frankly, you were a genius. Unfortunately, there are just some people that can’t appreciate natural talent when they see it.

So it was no surprise to you when your classmate did some digging into your past. You had always accounted for that. No one that finds the need to build an entire new life is stupid enough to leave obvious tracks. What you didn’t account for was how deep she would dig.

Now here you are in the House of Daena, practically sunk into your chair, hiding in the most obscure section you could find. Everyone knew now. You tried not to care. For weeks. Months. Nearly a year now. But it wouldn’t go away. People you nearly considered friends hardly spoke to you. Professors turned their noses up at you.

You knew why. No one wants Fatui scum in their school. Snezhnaya had caused enough issues in Sumeru. Who knew what one of them could do inside the most precious school in the entire nation.

Except you weren’t Fatui. That was your parents. Sure, you were a little odd compared to Sumerian standards, but people had thought of it as endearing or quirky before the news spread. You couldn’t help it though, your parents hardly wanted you to be born at all, it wasn’t all that surprising when you were left neglected in whatever stronghold they were stationed in that month. You simply weren’t very well adjusted to normal social interactions.

Oh, but it didn’t end there. Some even second guessed your intelligence. You could hardly believe the nerve of those morons.

“I bet they downloaded a bunch of data into her brain at birth in some creepy little Fatui lab”

“I bet her parents let them do experiments to triple her brain size or some weird shit like that”

Archons… you thought. For such intelligent people, they really are so stupid.

No. You weren’t experimented on. No, you weren’t a double agent. And no, you won’t show off your Fatui insignia. You don’t have one.

You.

Are not.

Fatui.

That’s what you based the entire idea of your new identity around anyways. You weren’t your parents. You could break the cycle. You could instead learn as much as you could at the Akademiya and use that knowledge to help the world, right?

Right?

Right….

You sighed, sinking even further into the stupid chair, the book that you were totally reading slumped shamefully out of your hand. Even the literature in Sumeru wanted absolutely nothing to do with you.

Once again, your thoughts slip away from your usual logical grasp…

Growing up in those Fatui strongholds you were so lonely. Cold inside and out. But you didn’t let it bring you down. You got out. You made it. You had your plan.

Now you’re back to square one.

You slam the stupid book shut having realized you weren’t doing anything but wallowing in misery.

You stood up and grabbed your bag, leaving the book on the table. You couldn’t be bothered to put it on the cart in the front. Much less actually remember where you got it from.

With your mind half submerged in fury, you made your way out. Of course not before tripping on some idiot’s foot that was stuck half way out into the walk way. You turn to give them a piece of your mind, already assuming they were doing it on purpose only to see it was some girl fast asleep.

You stare in bewilderment at the girl. She has horrendous eyebags and long blue hair swept into swirly pigtails. You’d never seen anyone in your life so unbothered to be so clearly asleep in a learning environment. You carry on, rolling your eyes, making your way to the exit once more.

You heard the stupid whispers all the way up until the door leading to the bustling streets of Sumeru. Some were just people gossiping. But you heard… you could tell when it was about you.

Finally, you made it out of that depressing place.

You walked the bustling streets in silence. When you first arrived in Sumeru, you adored the hum of the crowd. A gentle yet strong reminder that you weren’t alone anymore.

Nowadays it does nothing but piss you off. Now you could understand why you could always hear a pin drop in those Fatui strongholds.

You keep your head down out of habit. It wasn’t exactly like the entirety of Sumeru was against you… It was more of just the Akademiya. Still, you didn’t want any extra trouble.

It was hard not to miss the novelty of the bazaar as you sulked through the streets. You had hardly noticed how quickly your mood had soured after the incident. The cheerful wonder you had for what you had once considered “the outside world” had gone down the drain.

Unsurprisingly, being lost in deep thought while walking through one of the busiest parts of Sumeru didn’t quite constitute great results.

You grunted softly as you bumped into a stranger's back. As you back away in surprise you look up, up, up at the man you ran face first into. You stare for a while at the back of his head, he seems to have stopped, however has yet to… well, react.

“My apologies, sir. I seem to have been lost in thought…. I don’t mean any offense…” you say in a quiet voice, trying not to sound too meek.

Once the man hears your apology, the man turns around. He doesn’t appear to be too terribly upset, but definitely not pleased. You stare at him for a moment.

There’s something about him that deeply unsettles you. Maybe it was the soft blue of his hair like cotton candy that contradicted the overly disciplined aura he carried. Or maybe it was those deep ruby red of his eyes that looked like pools of that nauseatingly sweet cough syrup you take when your lungs feel like infected swamps.

You tilt your head slightly as you stare, squinting slightly. Why did he look so familiar?

The man’s eyes narrow onto you, his voice sharp, but not quite mean yet “Is there an issue?”. You shake your head, slowly giving up on piecing together where you’d seen him before. “No, sir. I don’t mean to stare, there’s just something about you that looks so… familiar…”.

He scoffs “Well I’ve certainly never seen you”. You raise an eyebrow, mildly frustrated by his demeaning tone. It wasn’t cruel, but you could tell just how much smarter he thought himself than other people.

“Well.” you begin. “I won’t take up any more of your time”. You brush off your clothes and mutter a final apology as you continue on past him.

A/N: HELLOOOOO! So I’m a new (kind of) writer! I’m sure you can tell lol. Anyways I used to write silly little fics when I was in middle school and I recently got back into fics again and decided I should give writing a shot. I’m hella rusty atm so bear with me for nowwww…. ALSO I’M SO SORRY ABOUT ANY FORMATTING WEIRDNESS, I’M NEW TO TUMBLRRRR! One last thing!! I’m also on Wattpad if you prefer reading there! Same user (divaofdivinations) and same fic name!!

Happy travels!!

I explained it in the Wattpad version but basically I used to write like stupid crackfics in 2020-2022 ish era and haven’t touched a single fan fic since

But I recently started reading fics again and it made me want to develop my writing skills more