#dottorenut

warnings: incest obviously, non con, manipulation, abuse

I will say, once Dottore figured out how to elongate his life, he quickly did the same to you. [he isn’t letting go of the most precious thing to him because of something as silly as aging] You are hundreds of years old like your father, but he definitely keeps you isolated to protect your innocence. For a long time you thought that everything he did was super normal. Maybe at some point you learned it wasn’t from small blips you'd get to experience in society [98% of the time you were accompanying Dottore and the very rare times you were on your own you did not stay out long. like maybe an hour or two.] You were very hesitant to really have a proper conversation with anyone, so honestly despite how old you are it’s likely you never found out.

As for Pantalone, he is honestly the one of most consistent people in your life. Which I guess isn’t much because its just your father and his segments. Does that count as the same person? You were really anxious at first when you met him. But he was actually kind to you. It felt really weird. You weren’t expected to enjoy his company but you did- a lot. And your father is NOT happy about it.

He keeps his jealousy subtle at first, keeping his remarks to a minimum and a slight glare at the Regrator when you aren’t looking. But he ensures that he is around you whenever Pantalone visits. Dottore is absolutely not willing to share you, that is certain. You are his. He will not risk the one person who has ever truely mattered to him, no matter who it is or how well they treat you.

Dottore is nice enough to let you keep whatever treats or gifts Pantalone brings, seeing how happy they make you despite him not really seeing the point in all those frivolous items. Although I think if you wore what Pantalone bought you more often than what he does, Dottore honestly gets pretty irrate. Why do you prefer what that man brought you rather than your dear father?

It’ll eventually lead to him telling you to stay away from Pantalone. This hurt your feelings. Why does your dad hate the fact you receive gifts from someone who isn't himself or segments? Heavens forbid someone who isn't him is actually nice to you.

You've been far too isolated from other people to ever pick up on the subtly of the Regrator's actions.

It was hard to see Pantalone. There were cameras everywhere in the lab. They weren’t even installed for any strange reason. They've always been there just for standard lab safety purposes. But one day he was able to make it all the way into your bedroom.

You were very surprised when you saw him enter you room- but excited! That quickly changed when he locked your door behind him. It’s weird. There is an alarm whenever someone enters or leaves the facility, and there is always supposed to be a segment nearby to ensure no one enters the lab without permission. Surely Dottore already knows Pantalone is here. Maybe he finally changed his mind and let you have this one normal interaction with someone else finally. Then- why did he lock the door?

He approached you, looking much more intimidating when you are sitting down. Something about this situation feels off. But he has a gift for you! You thank him and open the beautiful decorative box, your heart starting to pound in your chest.

…Handcuffs?

Your mind was too distracted thinking of how to even react to this…gift. He quickly had your hands locked behind your back and its then that you realize you should’ve heeded your fathers advice and stayed far away from this man. You didn’t want this. This was an act you only shared with Dottore. As nicely as Pantalone treated you, you didn’t want this. By the time Dottore and his segments broke down the door to your room, you were sobbing from what the Regrator had done.

The guilt you felt that someone who wasn’t your dad had touched you- even if he didn’t get the chance to penetrate you. It was eating you alive. But Dottore held you close, taking off those handcuffs that pig dared to put on you. You cried into his shoulder for a while. He gave you reassurances he isn’t mad at you, and that he is so sorry he didn’t stop the fool sooner. He just wasn’t expecting Pantalone to be that bold. You were just too innocent to fully understand his advances. Thats is why he is here. He will always guide and protect you.

Just listen to him next time.

yeah he definitely didn’t let pantalone sa you. no penetration, he isnt letting anyone truely have whats his. just enough to forever scare you of social interaction with anyone ever that isnt him. <3

cw: abuse, incest, non con

You're laying in bed trying to fall asleep when you hear the door creak open. Of course there is only one person it could possibly be, and you already know exactly what he is here for.

You don't move. Maybe if he thinks you're asleep he will just leave you alone. At least for tonight. That is never the case.

When your dad undresses behind you before he slips into your bed, spooning you as he pushes himself into your warmth. God it hurts- instinctually you pull away from your father but he just tightly wraps his arms around you and whispers a warning into your ear.

"Hmm? And here I thought you were asleep baby. Want to tell me why you ignored me when I walked in then?"

"I'm just tired papa…"

He clicks his tongue. Next thing you feel is his hand painfully grasp onto your jaw and his breath against the shell of your ear.

"Then why are you squirming? If you are really so tired you can't be bothered to greet me I'd expect you to not move this much. Do not lie to me."

Now you stop moving. You can’t fight him off, so what's the point in even attempting? It will only serve to make things worse for you. Besides, your body has already begun to accept him, even if your mind cannot. You hate the wetness that formed so easily between your thighs. It makes you feel sick to your stomach. Or maybe its because your father keeps pressing his fingers into your lower abdomen, the pressure making you feel him even deeper. All you can do is just lay there, feel every time he throbs in you. You feel dirty.

Despite everything your eyes start to feel heavy. You’re used to this. You think often about the potential of running away when he has you like this. The freedom you could have, to not be forced to take the same dick that made you. But be honest, besides the fact he would absolutely hunt you down, would there be anyone on the planet that would love and care for you as much as your father? Of course not. You should just learn how to appreciate everything he does for you. Learn to appreciate the way he keeps touching you and sinking his teeth into your flesh. It'll hurt less. And maybe you'll grow to enjoy it. <3

warnings: incest, angsty kind of, fluffy at the end

also it should go without saying i don’t support any of this irl, i just use this as a coping tool

also use of - its not ai, and im not much of a writer so i apologize if my writing sounds juvenile </3

Something felt off.

You've been cooped up in your room for a while, doing whatever it is you usually do to keep yourself entertained when you aren’t watching or helping your father with work in the lab.

Honestly, you’ve been avoiding him a bit. Not that you would try to distance yourself when he would come to you- just that you haven’t been visiting him yourself anywhere near what you normally would for the last few weeks.

Dottore… He seems much more impatient and irritable than what is usually expected. He is a man of great patience- science will demand that of anyone. But he is still human, capable of emotions and error despite what most of his acquaintances believe. And of course, you aren’t scared of him- at least in any way believe he would seriously hurt you. But you’ve learned to keep your distance when he gets like this. It’s easier on your mind at least. Usually.

Even with your efforts to distract yourself, the thoughts keep nagging at your brain. You can’t focus on anything. A groan of frustration leaves you as you exhale a huff through your nose.

Dottore doesn’t get this upset when experiments do not go as anticipated. Or at least not for this long. You had planned on just waiting this out for a few days but nothing has changed yet.

What could possibly be bothering him this much? Are you thinking this too deeply?

Despite the fact you really don’t want to disturb him, [you’re never a disturbance to him. what absolute absurd thoughts are you having?] you set your pencil down and make your way to the lab, not bothering to tidy your mess of a desk. It’s not like sitting or laying in bed doing nothing is going to help.

You found him quite easily, hunched over a bunch of papers in his office. To most people [honestly everyone besides you and some of his segments] he seemed like his usual self. Maybe its because you’ve known him your whole life, maybe because you’re his child- or both, but you know for a fact something is wrong.

You entered quietly, observing him at the door for a moment. He only gave you a small glance in acknowledgment you were even there while he continued to write. You approached his desk, about to grab your designated chair and place it next to his seat, but he grabbed you by the arm and forced you onto his lap before you got the chance to do so.

This is better anyway.

He drapes your legs over his horizontally with your head resting against his shoulder. His grip tightens on you every time you shift even an inch as you silently watch him work for what feels like ages. Eventually Dottore will break the silence, his eyes still glued to the reports covering his desk.

"You haven’t been in the lab for quite a while love. What have you been up to?"

You shrug.

"Nothing really, just…"

Your brain blanks, unsure of how to approach the situation at hand. You don't even process the fact his pen is no longer scratching messy writing into the paper in front of him. He looks down at you, raising an eyebrow at your lackluster statement. He would usually stay silent to let you finish up your thoughts, knowing you sometimes have a difficult time putting the correct words together- lest they be misinterpreted. But the look on your face tells him there is something else on your mind. He always reads you disturbingly easy.

"So you've been staring at a wall these last few days? I have a hard time believing that darling. You know I can tell something is bothering you. Tell me what it is."

You can’t help but feel a little awkward. Talking about feelings always felt weird. At least with your father. He always seems so… clinical? about things like this. He tells you its so he can begin to resolve whatever issue it is. It’s just his way of showing he truly cares. Ever so productive he is. But it still doesn’t take away the feeling, it makes you feel like you have a weaker mind in contrast to him and most of his segments. He still has many emotions, but you struggle to keep as much control over yours than him.

Dottore clears his throat.

"…I don’t know really know how to explain it papa. You seem easily angered or irritated lately… I figured to just let you be for a while but you still seem upset by something… I was just worried or wondering if you were okay."

Well he wasn’t really expecting you to be so straightforward. Your words of concern for him make his chest suddenly feel a little tight. He leans back in the chair, cold fingers brushing against your cheek.

Zandik has always had an insecurity. Always an outcast. Different. From the moment he was born he has never seen a day where everyone treated him normally. Being forced out of his home village, to the his fellow scholars and professors in the Akademiya. Even now, his own coworkers are bothered by his mere existence. He despised it. He had just been feeling under-appreciated as of late. He isn’t quite sure what triggered it. Maybe the constant bickering with his segments. Or maybe the other harbingers made their distaste for him more prominent lately. It bothered him much more than he would like to admit. He thought he had hidden it well.

But the concern in your eyes melts everything he felt. Only until he had you did he ever feel a sense of belonging. Why did he even get bothered by this in the first place?

You could see the softness in Dottore's eyes, a look only reserved for you. You press your face into his hand a little. A silent reassurance. His other hand reaches to grab onto your cheek, pulling you forward into a kiss. It's a bit intense, his tongue forcefully pushing into your mouth to swirl with yours. But it feels different- almost desperate. Full of pure love rather than a consuming sexual lust. Your hand holds his wrist, a beg for him to not pull away just yet.

By the time he does you are out of breath, a string of saliva connecting your lips until he leaves a few more pecks just for good measure.

"I will be fine darling. Just stay here with me."

"I wasn’t planning on leaving anyway."

He may forever be cursed as an outcast. But he has you. You, who will love and appreciate him no matter what, and that is all he needs. <3

ugwhhh im a just a guy who likes kissing his dad fuck my chungus life

anyways i had to vomit that out because the angst for him has been going hard lately <//3

Dottore had you on accident during his time attending the Akademiya. Your mother disappeared for the duration of her pregnancy, and Zandik didn’t really think anything of it until one night he heard a knock on his door and a baby was shoved into his arms, and her rambling about how she doesn’t want to be associated with him, that you are his responsibility now. She disappeared again after that. At first, Zandik hated having to suddenly take care of a child. But the way you always immediately calmed down when he held you made his heart ache in a way he never felt before. He got used to it for a while- at least the taking care of you part. It was pretty easy to find books on how to physically care for you.

Unfortunately he struggled to be affectionate with you. Honestly the lack of it you received as a baby most definitely had an impact on the way your brain works. Unintentionally, Zandik set you up to have attachment issues to him in the future.

Anyways

Lucky for him, you ended up developing much faster than others your age. You were able to walk and talk very early on, and he began to feel much more protective over you when he got to teach you things. Even more so when you showed interest in his studies.

Then he got expelled from the Akademiya. He was no longer allowed on the premises, which would make it more difficult for you to attend too. It’s not like Zandik could ever settle with getting a random job in the city. [doubt anyone would really hire him anyway ]. So with nothing to keep you in Sumeru City, you both ended up in the harsh desert.

The two of you tended to stay in random camps you would find near small bodies of water. The main reason was because your dad wanted to study the ancient ruins guards. It was, for obvious reasons a rough situation. These excursions were dangerous at best, if not lethal if he wasn’t careful. He would go off for many hours a day, more than a few times returning with some sort of injury. But there was once he came back in…less than stellar shape. He was going to be just fine, but the way you looked at him so worried and tried caring for him despite still being young because the thought of him dying terrified you- something clicked in his brain. He then realized how much you genuinely loved him. He found the feeling so foreign. The few people in his life who "cared" for him all just ended up trying to use him in some way. But not you. He should’ve realized this earlier. None of that is to say Zandik didn’t love you before, of course he did. But it was out in the desert where his obsession for you truly began. So whenever he laid down on the makeshift bed, [just a blanket] he pulled you close while you slept, and knew that he will never let you go.

Pierro recruited him to the Fatui not long after that, and the both of you had a safe and stable place to live and he could continue his experiments as he pleased.

Everything remained generally paternal for a while, though obviously he was definitely infatuated with you to an unhealthy degree. He occasionally had some inappropriate thoughts regarding you, but found it relatively easy to ignore. Maybe it’s natural given you are the only person he cares about.

Several years later though, he was sent on his first notable trip on behalf of the Fatui. That was his mission to Tatarasuna to sabotage the Mikage Furnace. You had come along with him to Inazuma to pose as a family from Fontaine but the initially easy plan didn’t go so well. He was stressed and you had somehow learned about some new ideas. He had sheltered you far too much your whole life, so of course you didn’t realize it was wrong to want to do those things with him.

Either way, your relationship with him changed from just a parental obsession to something laced with much more perversion.

You two return to Snezhnaya, but your usual routine has changed. Interactions with your dad relatively feel the same, except now you often can’t tell if his actions are parental or more romantic. Maybe both. Definitely both. You often find yourself underneath him in some way. Under his desk or bent over it, or him pressing you into the pillows of your [or his] bed.

This has stayed the same for the 400+ years the two of you have been alive. There may be moments were his love fluctuates between more paternal or sexual for a time but it tends to stay pretty evenly balanced.

On occasion when gets he moment of quiet to himself while he works, he will feel a bit of guilt over what he does to you. He feels like an awful father for manipulating you into this. That never lasts very long though. There is no reason to feel such a way. Not when you both were destined for this <3

yes im writing about what happened in Tatarasuna