#soft dottore

il Dottore x AFAB Reader (Dottore is probably ooc)

Cross posted from ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/75122171

The cold Snezhnaya morning breeze hit your face as you woke up, the sheets not keeping you warm enough. The cute pajamas you wore also didn't help, after all this was one of the first times you stayed over at Dottore's house. All the times he has came over, you purposefully wore baggy pants and a silly shirt, once you wore one that said “im with stupid” with an arrow pointing to the left. He wasn't amused with your antics — you begging him to allow you to tie his hair into pigtails and making him do face masks with you. Your continual attempts to wake up as your eyes adjusted to the light were harder as you tried to move your hands to wipe the eye crust away, but they seem to be stuck in place. You assumed that you were just tired, as you attempted to sit up, you heard his groan. “Go back to bed.” His sharp deep voice, commanding you back to bed.

The more you attempted to move, the more he gripped you and the more frequent his orders for you to rest. His arms wrapped around your body as you both face to the right, lying on your side. Despite your resistance, his groans had stopped for a brief moment, that's until he used his right leg to firmly grip your body together. Dottore lifting his face and burying into the crook of your neck and biting softly. “Dottore, y-you asshole, let me go!” Your demands not being heard as he bites deeper, sucking off the skin. Your weak whimpers only encourage him to continue. “You taste so nice, didn't know we had such a difficult specimen,” he jokingly mocked.

Eventually he fell back asleep, his grip finally loosening, this time holding you more softly. His hands travelling up your shirt and brushing your stomach. “Can I?” he whispers quietly, “yes”, knowing what he means by that, your face feeling a little red. Dottore, playing with your breasts and squishing them aiming to squeak a sound out of you. His cheek rubbing against your hot face. “I’m going to kick you out Dottie.” He chuckled out of amusement and satisfaction from your reactions, studying you like a specimen in his lab.

As you were finally about to fall asleep, his snoring immediately waking you right back up, making you want to sneak out of his grasp once more.

Just a short snippet to my own personal AU and Head-cannon, gosh I adore Dottolone so much!

Pantalone had always found Dottore interesting, sure as the 2nd of the Fatui Harbingers, the Doctor had to be interesting. But that wasn’t what interested him specifically.

Dottore’s experiments were both unhinged and insane, completely uncaring for how it affects others and that had earned the ire of many of their colleagues. But there were also those soft instances as well.

He would notice how calm Dottore would become when surrounded by various avians, more specifically, ravens and crows. He would notice how Dottore would show a spark of interest in small things like food. And he would notice Dottore’s adoration for the silence.

Pantalone couldn’t ignore how beautiful Dottore would be when in such a calm and gentle state. He glanced out the large window of his office, sight locked onto Dottore, who was feeding the birds that flocked to him. He could see the slight curve of Dottore’s pale but plump lips when the birds nuzzled into him.

Pantalone was honestly grateful that his office was just by where Dottore would relax, if not for this, he would have never seen Dottore like this. He paused from his watching, his body becoming tense when he saw Dottore coughing out blood, that clear blue blood that showed that Dottore was no human.

He didn’t waste a single moment as he took his coat and made his way to the garden. “Doctor, are you alright?” He asked, hand holding onto Dottore’s shoulder.

“Regretor?” Dottore spoke under his breath, blue blood spilling from his mouth but soon wiped it away once it stopped spilling from his mouth. “I’m fine, just… tired.”

“Come.” Pantalone took Dottore’s hand. “You may rest in my office, if you do not have any urgent matters.”

Dottore lowered his head, a tad annoyed that he was getting coddled by Pantalone, this wasn’t the first time this had happened and he couldn’t refuse. Pantalone might get on Dottore’s nerves at times, but Pantalone still respected his boundaries so he let it slide.

HC: I'd like to imagine that the feared Second harbinger, Dottore, has a HUGE sweet tooth with no consequences

a/n: this is my first story and headcanon here! please IM TRYING MY BEST

Like what the Raiden Shogun said,  "Cavities are no big deal — you can just replace your teeth." Which is the case for Dottore.

He's one of the smartest, most knowledgeable, beings in Teyvat and has conducted countless experiments on others and himself. Surely the Doctor definitely has modified parts of his body. He doesn't replace his organic parts with pure metal covered in synthetic, close to life, skin. That's what his segments are for. Instead what he did is create some sort of serum or potion that allows his teeth to grow back. Perhaps he being the genius he is extracted that ability from a shark, modified it to be able to work on his own body.

You are quite fond of his natural sharp teeth, you think its endearing, sometimes out of pure impulse and much to his irritation, you like to cup his cheeks then spread them open with your thumbs to shape his lips to a smile (more like a grimace from his unwillingness to be part of your shenanigans), in the middle of kissing then proceeding to open his jaw to examine his sharp teeth. No matter how much you see them, you couldn't get enough. He doesn't have it in him to stop you, he's quite fond of that focused and fascinated expression you have plastered on your face when you're interested in something, much more when he's that subject.

What horrifies you is when he would out of nowhere yank out a tooth from his mouth. You two could be hanging out in his lab, he could be in the middle of an experiment, mid conversation, and he wouldn't hesitate or even tell you moments before he yanks out a tooth, insisting that he felt a small ache, immediately recognized it was a cavity and needed to purge the distraction. All while some blood dribbles out of his mouth. Don't worry! It grows back in 10 minutes!

Teeth aside, now onto the cause of his concerning habits.

Fortunately, he doesn't have to worry about any health issues asides from mild cavities that don't even get the chance to develop much. He's immune to every disease and every possible health related problem.

Unfortunately for you, you were still pure 100% human and can be prone to any disease out there. Being the normal human being you are in contrary to your lover, you can't help but also feel horrified when you see Dottore put at least 12 tablespoons of sugar in his drink of choice. 10 teaspoons on a good day. He doesnt sleep often, unless you somehow miraculously convince him to sleep with you that night. He needs all the sugar on top of SOME coffee to keep his mind functioning sufficiently for his experiments and research.

"Would you like some coffee with your sugar?"

Recall that one time, he received a not so satisfactory report from one of his segments due to some unfortunate circumstances in their mission. His expression one moment clouded over with irritation and mild rage, then the next moment much calmer when you, who had been sitting on the office desk with your back faced to the segment during his meeting, had fed him a spoonful of the parfait you had happened to be eating.

From that day onward, the segments make sure to inform you before their creator if their mission went badly just so you could prepare some desserts for your boyfriend so that he doesn't end up possibly wiping out any of the segments you're quite fond of upon hearing the news.

Bonus++

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GENSHIN IMPACT Character x Fem!Reader Headcanons

Characters: Il Dottore, Columbina(separate)

Pairings: Il Dottore x Fem!Reader, Columbina x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Insecure reader

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Confused look on her face, her mind in total chaos; it was unknown to her what she trully felt at that very moment.

Slowly, tears formed and dropped. One by one until it goes flowing like waterfalls. Her voice was silent as she tries to keep it that way. In a room with closed doors and windows, she expects no one must hear her pitiful sobs.

No one cares, no one ever does.

She had been in complete helpless state. She believed she was always the problem, the cause of it all. It was her fault she had it that way.

She hugged her pillow as she pressed her face againts it just in case a small whimper comes out. It was difficult to breathe but it helped conceal her cries. As moments passed, her crying died down; she felt numb and empty.

How could it be? She was almost down to wreck everything she sees but unable to, almost screamed at the top of her lungs, almost... almost.... nothing.

Her mind was filled with nothing but some sort or relief and comfort. A voice in her mind popped and asked her to rest, that she'a done enough. No more cries to let out.

It seemed only natural to her to have an inside voice to comfort her, perhaps it was the only reason she had been holding to life for so long... she saviour. Her comfort.

But a sudden feeling of an embrace was felt. Surely her pillow didn't have arms to hug her nor was it solid enough to feel secure and safe.

"Can I see you?" A familiar voice called out.

Her body was too tired too tired to move, still in a terrible state. Choosing the safest option, he didn't bother taking off the pillow.

"It's okay." He said. "You can hold my hand if you needed a hug."

He gently placed his hand on top of hers and waited for a response. Her hand moved and grabbed his hand weakly and cried one more time, only this time she didn't hold back her voice.

He pulled her tighter in his embrace, not caring about the pillow between them. He heard a muffled voice coming from the pillow and immediately pulled away to hear her properly.

"You okay? Can you breathe?" He asked worriedly, pulling his face close to hers.

Her nose, ears and eyes were red from too much crying. Tears were still coming out, little by little, and he wiped it with his thumb as he held her face delicately. He kept quiet until her cries died down.

"That's it. It's okay." He assured her. "Cry as much as you want. I'll be here. Always."

"Zandik..." she tried to call out his name while crying. "Zandik... I- I can't...."

"It's okay. You don't have to talk right now, alright? Don't even worry about a thing and just let it all out. Got that, hon'?"

"Okay..."

Dottore pulled her tighter in his embrace as her arms wrapped around under his chest. Her head pressed up close to his collarbone while his head layed next to hers.

While in an embrace, his hand found its way to pat and stroke her hair knowing she found comfort in it.

I want someone to headlock me rn.

i saw your introduction post and the characters you listed are also my favourites (cant wait to break my bank for alhaitham and his signature weapon TuT)!

i just wanted to pop in and ask you about your opinion on soft!dottore because i've been obsessed with the concept for a while. a crazed, manic, knowledge hungry doctor/scientist who will do anything to achieve his results, but will never hurt his darling and is the softest most wholesome man when it comes to darling. i'm sure this version of dottore is wildly unpopular bc i barely see soft dottore fics/prompts around. what do you think? and also, do you have your own perception of him?

hi hello anon, i hope you're having a good day as well! <3

GOODLUCK ON GETTING HAITHAM AND HIS SIG WEAPON(i plan to get them both too) <3

this is the first time someone ask me and i did not prepare for anything AND IDK WHERE TO START.

and pls soft!dottore got me blushing giggling kicking my feet. to think of him being soft only around his darling is endearing to me. him being mean towards everyone but his darling and it's his only weakness. if anything happens to his darling, he would blame himself for not protecting them