✱ ㅤㅤ 𝓹𝑙𝑎𝑦𝑖𝑛𝑔 ㅤ 𝕲͟𝖔͟𝖉͟ .
@gloriaeius.bsky.social
𝓐𝑴͟𝑩͟𝑰͟𝑻͟𝑪͟𝑯͟𝑰͟𝑶͟𝑼͟𝑺͟ : a person who is ruthlessly determined, fierce, and stops at nothing to achieve their goals. ❪ 𝐌𝐃𝐍𝐈 .ᐟ ❫
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caressing me with your ‘good girl’. who needs your self—righteous self pardon?
February 4, 2026 at 10:07 AM
caressing me with your ‘good girl’. who needs your self—righteous self pardon?
Reposted by ✱ ㅤㅤ 𝓹𝑙𝑎𝑦𝑖𝑛𝑔 ㅤ 𝕲͟𝖔͟𝖉͟ .
This attitude comes from pain; I wasn't always like this.
February 4, 2026 at 9:40 AM
This attitude comes from pain; I wasn't always like this.
Pantalone was smiling, amusement written across his features. To see his ' dear colleague ' in a state like this ... It certainly made his morning. Any person would've felt bad, seeing another topple over so unceremoniously. But not Pantalone.
In fact, part of him was satisfied. +
In fact, part of him was satisfied. +
Fingers splay across his face, nestling into the dips of his mask. Dottore groans low, like the bellowing of a wounded animal. And isn’t he one, in the end?
No physical impairment was sustained, of course—his inventions have survived the trials of time and the gods themselves.
No physical impairment was sustained, of course—his inventions have survived the trials of time and the gods themselves.
" I wasn't being serious, you know — " he stated, eyes rolling in evident annoyance. " Besides, we both know you'd be a terrible teacher. You're far too irritable for that role. I was merely jesting before. "
Why did Dottore take everything in earnest ? Tch.
Pantalone watched, as his colleague +
Why did Dottore take everything in earnest ? Tch.
Pantalone watched, as his colleague +
February 4, 2026 at 10:07 AM
Pantalone was smiling, amusement written across his features. To see his ' dear colleague ' in a state like this ... It certainly made his morning. Any person would've felt bad, seeing another topple over so unceremoniously. But not Pantalone.
In fact, part of him was satisfied. +
In fact, part of him was satisfied. +
Reposted by ✱ ㅤㅤ 𝓹𝑙𝑎𝑦𝑖𝑛𝑔 ㅤ 𝕲͟𝖔͟𝖉͟ .
we love with claws and teeth and the blood is just proof of how much. it's feral.
February 3, 2026 at 7:37 PM
we love with claws and teeth and the blood is just proof of how much. it's feral.
Dottore is arguing with that Ragnvindr boy again ... ?
February 3, 2026 at 9:15 PM
Dottore is arguing with that Ragnvindr boy again ... ?
" I wasn't being serious, you know — " he stated, eyes rolling in evident annoyance. " Besides, we both know you'd be a terrible teacher. You're far too irritable for that role. I was merely jesting before. "
Why did Dottore take everything in earnest ? Tch.
Pantalone watched, as his colleague +
Why did Dottore take everything in earnest ? Tch.
Pantalone watched, as his colleague +
"Your ego is getting to your head, Regrator." "I have neither the time nor the patience to become anyone's instructor—regardless of how 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘺 I'm to be compensated."
Man’s hubris will always bring about his end. Wax wings too close to the sun. The steady rock of chair legs as the Second tips -
Man’s hubris will always bring about his end. Wax wings too close to the sun. The steady rock of chair legs as the Second tips -
" You know I wouldn't have chosen a sloppy partner to work with. " Pantalone chuckled. He was particular and wanted things done right. Dottore knew what he was doing ... most of the time. His funds weren't wasted, like they were wasted on their other comrades. Namely, Tartaglia who seemed to +
February 3, 2026 at 7:21 PM
" I wasn't being serious, you know — " he stated, eyes rolling in evident annoyance. " Besides, we both know you'd be a terrible teacher. You're far too irritable for that role. I was merely jesting before. "
Why did Dottore take everything in earnest ? Tch.
Pantalone watched, as his colleague +
Why did Dottore take everything in earnest ? Tch.
Pantalone watched, as his colleague +
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As a general rule... the less a person sees of me, the happier their life is.
•Administrator of the Fortress of Meropide.
♥ + ⟲ ?
•Administrator of the Fortress of Meropide.
♥ + ⟲ ?
November 28, 2024 at 12:26 PM
As a general rule... the less a person sees of me, the happier their life is.
•Administrator of the Fortress of Meropide.
♥ + ⟲ ?
•Administrator of the Fortress of Meropide.
♥ + ⟲ ?
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"𝑰 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒌𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒏 𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒍 𝒅𝒂𝒘𝒏."
May 15, 2025 at 9:59 PM
"𝑰 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒌𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒏 𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒍 𝒅𝒂𝒘𝒏."
*/ Finally done. 🤭 Some stuff may be adjusted over time, but not yet.
*/ I'mma adjust my old Twitter carrd and link it here cause I have a ton of headcanons for this jackass.
February 1, 2026 at 10:58 AM
*/ Finally done. 🤭 Some stuff may be adjusted over time, but not yet.
*/ I'mma adjust my old Twitter carrd and link it here cause I have a ton of headcanons for this jackass.
February 1, 2026 at 10:39 AM
*/ I'mma adjust my old Twitter carrd and link it here cause I have a ton of headcanons for this jackass.
" You know I wouldn't have chosen a sloppy partner to work with. " Pantalone chuckled. He was particular and wanted things done right. Dottore knew what he was doing ... most of the time. His funds weren't wasted, like they were wasted on their other comrades. Namely, Tartaglia who seemed to +
Much as he'd object to the comparison, the Doctor is not unlike a cat... Leaning into the warmth of an outstretched hand one moment, hissing and swatting it away at it the next. Fussy. Particular.
But certainly not immune to an offered treat or tempting piece of entertainment. -
But certainly not immune to an offered treat or tempting piece of entertainment. -
Though Pantalone was ranked Ninth, he didn't lack in intellect. He was a master of manipulation, which was what had gotten him this far. Had he remained the kindred spirit he was as a child, people would have trampled over him until the day of his death. He used false kindness to achieve +
February 1, 2026 at 9:45 AM
" You know I wouldn't have chosen a sloppy partner to work with. " Pantalone chuckled. He was particular and wanted things done right. Dottore knew what he was doing ... most of the time. His funds weren't wasted, like they were wasted on their other comrades. Namely, Tartaglia who seemed to +
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⠀⠀ ''What is freedom, if demanded by a god?''
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⠀⠀ ''What is freedom, if demanded by a god?''
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January 31, 2026 at 10:27 PM
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⠀⠀ ''What is freedom, if demanded by a god?''
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⠀⠀ ''What is freedom, if demanded by a god?''
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Though Pantalone was ranked Ninth, he didn't lack in intellect. He was a master of manipulation, which was what had gotten him this far. Had he remained the kindred spirit he was as a child, people would have trampled over him until the day of his death. He used false kindness to achieve +
The Doctor is always caught in a never-ending battle, it seems…
Ego and obsequious tendency rear their heads, snarling and tearing into each other till only bloody pulp remains.
On one hand, he is Her Majesty’s second. A savant unlike any other, genius unparalleled in the whole of Teyvat… -
Ego and obsequious tendency rear their heads, snarling and tearing into each other till only bloody pulp remains.
On one hand, he is Her Majesty’s second. A savant unlike any other, genius unparalleled in the whole of Teyvat… -
Pantalone's gaze was sharp behind his spectacles, but his false smile remained. He placed the paper he was reviewing back on the desk, using his index to slide it within Dottore's reach. Ranks aside, Pantalone wanted the upper hand. And since the Fatui depended heavily on his funding, +
January 31, 2026 at 8:12 PM
Though Pantalone was ranked Ninth, he didn't lack in intellect. He was a master of manipulation, which was what had gotten him this far. Had he remained the kindred spirit he was as a child, people would have trampled over him until the day of his death. He used false kindness to achieve +
Reposted by ✱ ㅤㅤ 𝓹𝑙𝑎𝑦𝑖𝑛𝑔 ㅤ 𝕲͟𝖔͟𝖉͟ .
Pantalone's gaze was sharp behind his spectacles, but his false smile remained. He placed the paper he was reviewing back on the desk, using his index to slide it within Dottore's reach. Ranks aside, Pantalone wanted the upper hand. And since the Fatui depended heavily on his funding, +
If he had eyes, he'd be rolling them...
A hand extends in silent command, fingers flexing in anticipation. Funding aside, Dottore remains his superior—and sometimes, his dearest friend seems to need a reminder.
"Naturally. But research takes time, Regrator... surely you understand." -
A hand extends in silent command, fingers flexing in anticipation. Funding aside, Dottore remains his superior—and sometimes, his dearest friend seems to need a reminder.
"Naturally. But research takes time, Regrator... surely you understand." -
His gaze snapped to Dottore. " Is that a rhetorical question ? "
Pantalone's voice was awfully sweet, but falsely at that. Always playing the part of the good patron, but always having his own agenda on hand. He wasn't just funding Dottore's work because he was generous, oh no. +
Pantalone's voice was awfully sweet, but falsely at that. Always playing the part of the good patron, but always having his own agenda on hand. He wasn't just funding Dottore's work because he was generous, oh no. +
January 31, 2026 at 6:23 PM
Pantalone's gaze was sharp behind his spectacles, but his false smile remained. He placed the paper he was reviewing back on the desk, using his index to slide it within Dottore's reach. Ranks aside, Pantalone wanted the upper hand. And since the Fatui depended heavily on his funding, +
Reposted by ✱ ㅤㅤ 𝓹𝑙𝑎𝑦𝑖𝑛𝑔 ㅤ 𝕲͟𝖔͟𝖉͟ .
affection is DISGUSTING. drown me in it.
January 8, 2026 at 2:18 AM
affection is DISGUSTING. drown me in it.
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»»————- ☽ ○ ☾ ————-««
⊱♛ ᕮᒪOISᕮ ᕮ. ᗷᒪᗩᑕKSTOᑎᕮ ♛⊰
► OC
Gᴇɴsʜɪɴ Iᴍᴘᴀᴄᴛ | Mᴜʟᴛɪᴠᴇʀsᴇ
► As ᴅᴇsᴄʀɪᴘᴛɪᴠᴇ | Aꜱ ʟɪᴛᴇʀᴀᴛᴇ
► Mᴜʟᴛɪsʜɪᴘ | Sʜɪᴘs ᴡ/ Cʜᴇᴍ
► #ᗰᗩᗰᗰᗩᗷᗩT
⊱♛ ᕮᒪOISᕮ ᕮ. ᗷᒪᗩᑕKSTOᑎᕮ ♛⊰
► OC
Gᴇɴsʜɪɴ Iᴍᴘᴀᴄᴛ | Mᴜʟᴛɪᴠᴇʀsᴇ
► As ᴅᴇsᴄʀɪᴘᴛɪᴠᴇ | Aꜱ ʟɪᴛᴇʀᴀᴛᴇ
► Mᴜʟᴛɪsʜɪᴘ | Sʜɪᴘs ᴡ/ Cʜᴇᴍ
► #ᗰᗩᗰᗰᗩᗷᗩT
April 10, 2025 at 1:17 AM
»»————- ☽ ○ ☾ ————-««
⊱♛ ᕮᒪOISᕮ ᕮ. ᗷᒪᗩᑕKSTOᑎᕮ ♛⊰
► OC
Gᴇɴsʜɪɴ Iᴍᴘᴀᴄᴛ | Mᴜʟᴛɪᴠᴇʀsᴇ
► As ᴅᴇsᴄʀɪᴘᴛɪᴠᴇ | Aꜱ ʟɪᴛᴇʀᴀᴛᴇ
► Mᴜʟᴛɪsʜɪᴘ | Sʜɪᴘs ᴡ/ Cʜᴇᴍ
► #ᗰᗩᗰᗰᗩᗷᗩT
⊱♛ ᕮᒪOISᕮ ᕮ. ᗷᒪᗩᑕKSTOᑎᕮ ♛⊰
► OC
Gᴇɴsʜɪɴ Iᴍᴘᴀᴄᴛ | Mᴜʟᴛɪᴠᴇʀsᴇ
► As ᴅᴇsᴄʀɪᴘᴛɪᴠᴇ | Aꜱ ʟɪᴛᴇʀᴀᴛᴇ
► Mᴜʟᴛɪsʜɪᴘ | Sʜɪᴘs ᴡ/ Cʜᴇᴍ
► #ᗰᗩᗰᗰᗩᗷᗩT
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*/ The Harbingers Squad is growing. 👀
January 31, 2026 at 1:02 PM
*/ The Harbingers Squad is growing. 👀
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Reposted by ✱ ㅤㅤ 𝓹𝑙𝑎𝑦𝑖𝑛𝑔 ㅤ 𝕲͟𝖔͟𝖉͟ .
•✧• 𝖮 𝖳𝗈𝗋𝖼𝗁𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗀𝖾𝗋 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝗂𝗅𝗅𝗎𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝖺𝗋𝗄𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝗈𝗋𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗅𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗌...
January 17, 2026 at 10:47 PM
•✧• 𝖮 𝖳𝗈𝗋𝖼𝗁𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗀𝖾𝗋 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝗂𝗅𝗅𝗎𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝖺𝗋𝗄𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝗈𝗋𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗅𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗌...
His gaze snapped to Dottore. " Is that a rhetorical question ? "
Pantalone's voice was awfully sweet, but falsely at that. Always playing the part of the good patron, but always having his own agenda on hand. He wasn't just funding Dottore's work because he was generous, oh no. +
Pantalone's voice was awfully sweet, but falsely at that. Always playing the part of the good patron, but always having his own agenda on hand. He wasn't just funding Dottore's work because he was generous, oh no. +
"Oh? And what of my reputation?"
The Doctor's head shakes, fingers burying themselves in pale blue locks, fidgety.
It wasn't that he doubted the quality of his work, but being caught unprepared was outright embarrassing for someone of his station... If only he'd had a day more... or a week. -
The Doctor's head shakes, fingers burying themselves in pale blue locks, fidgety.
It wasn't that he doubted the quality of his work, but being caught unprepared was outright embarrassing for someone of his station... If only he'd had a day more... or a week. -
He approached the other man's desk, gaze darting between scripts and papers he couldn't read. As skilled as he was at learning foreign languages, he had no experience in Sumerian. And he often complained about Dottore's drafts not being written in the common tongue, so he could review them +
January 31, 2026 at 9:24 AM
His gaze snapped to Dottore. " Is that a rhetorical question ? "
Pantalone's voice was awfully sweet, but falsely at that. Always playing the part of the good patron, but always having his own agenda on hand. He wasn't just funding Dottore's work because he was generous, oh no. +
Pantalone's voice was awfully sweet, but falsely at that. Always playing the part of the good patron, but always having his own agenda on hand. He wasn't just funding Dottore's work because he was generous, oh no. +
*/ The lack of official Pantalone content hurts me physically.
January 31, 2026 at 8:49 AM
*/ The lack of official Pantalone content hurts me physically.
He approached the other man's desk, gaze darting between scripts and papers he couldn't read. As skilled as he was at learning foreign languages, he had no experience in Sumerian. And he often complained about Dottore's drafts not being written in the common tongue, so he could review them +
The contents of the papers are nigh-illegible scrawls in Sumerian, perhaps even 𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 prepared for the Regrator's eyes than he made it seem.
Dottore clears his throat, thumbing through the stack until he can offer out something in Common—a short summary of the predicted effects of a new elixir.
Dottore clears his throat, thumbing through the stack until he can offer out something in Common—a short summary of the predicted effects of a new elixir.
Now that's amusing. Seeing Dottore scramble a little. Pushing himself off of the door frame, he steps inside to have a quick look.
" That's fine. I'm interested in any form of progress you may have made. "
" That's fine. I'm interested in any form of progress you may have made. "
January 31, 2026 at 8:38 AM
He approached the other man's desk, gaze darting between scripts and papers he couldn't read. As skilled as he was at learning foreign languages, he had no experience in Sumerian. And he often complained about Dottore's drafts not being written in the common tongue, so he could review them +