#honestly anon... chaining myself to a fence so i dont go hog wild giving them possible personalities that are going to get trampled on

[wri0thesley]

nat... please.... i know dottore has you in a death grip but... consider with me just for a moment...

pantalone, a man who loves opulence and excess as natural extensions of his; if money is power, filigree, ornaments, elegance-- those are all weapons. there's no point in /having/ if you can't flaunt what you have, and he loves nothing more than flaunting /you/.

nat… please…. i know dottore has you in a death grip but… pantalone… chubby reader…. consider with me just for a moment…

pantalone, a man who loves opulence and excess as natural extensions of his influence; if money is power, filigree, ornaments, elegance-- those are all weapons. the more useless and unnecessary a decoration, the more he loves it. there's no point in /having/ if you can't flaunt what you have, and he loves nothing more than flaunting /you/.

you! so lucky, having a patron like him (as he reminds you, coached as a compliment, but intended as a warning). why, before he deigned to keep company with you, you were a nobody. nothing! all you had to your name was a Vision and the determination not to freeze to death. and now-- now, look at you! hanging off his arm at fatui functions, casually wearing clothes worth enough to feed you for a year. eating foods you can't pronounce the names of. being surrounded by snezhnayan aristocrats who all know exactly where you came from, but who smile and compliment your beautiful gown and your lovely, lovely necklace.

so lucky, he says, as they flit away, his hand squeezing your ample hip. i'm so lucky to have you.

you don't have to work anymore; you've tried. other ladies help with charitable works, you'd argued with him once, looking for something-- anything-- to do that isn't the endless, intolerable society functions. why can't you do the same? and he smiled, cupped your round cheek, and told you not to worry; he would take care of it. the next day, it was in all the handbills: a new poorhouse to be established, funded by generous private donations… built right on the site of that old tenement you used to call home.

never let it be said he doesn't love beauty in his ornaments, though. the curves of your body, your round cheeks, your soft arms-- he can never keep his eyes away. or his hands; he loves to run them over your shoulders, catching your soft, uncalloused hands in his. and however else you might feel about his oppressive presence or your gilded cage… it is not /so/ bad, to be cherished in excess.

and he asks so very little of you. almost nothing. almost. it's only ever the slightest suggestion, barely more than a passing comment, and more ironclad than any commandment.

i do so love when you wear that necklace, he says. that necklace. you know the one; how could you ever forget? impossibly intricate, overstated golden setting, with a large, unfacted gem. what better use for an ambition recognized by the gods than to treat it like one more tasteless, gaudy decoration?

oh anon i am trying so hard to not get attached to any of the other harbingers yet because a five minute long video and a couple of mentions in voice lines and dialogue is so little to base a character thought on but . . . but i am very attached to this concept of what his characterisation could be like. you're hitting the nail on the head of one of my favourite yandere character types; you know, the 'isn't your life so much better with me here to coddle you from all of the horrors of the world and ensure that you never leave? isn't this safer. isn't this more wantable. aren't you lucky?'. i think - based on how we only see him smiling and the faintly condescending cadence of his voice and his easy eagerness to identify himself as a 'banker' it's a VERY POSSIBLE one. hhh.

i think in a nation like sneznhaya, too - especially existing poor, especially existing in a state in which you're battling for survival every day, let alone happiness - it's even worse and more terrifying, because it truly may be the better option.

but it's cruel, isn't it? that you had such determination; that even beings beyond other planes could see it, and in return for being cherished and being safe and being wanted, what he asks of you is simply to exist without ever realising that full potential. is it all worth it?

#long post #yandere for ts #genshin impact posting #chubby reader posting #honestly anon... chaining myself to a fence so i dont go hog wild giving them possible personalities that are going to get trampled on #but this one is tempting FVNJKVFDJNK