•~DOTTORE X READER~• His newfound expriment

Delusional

This is in dottores pov woah🤯

Also dottores pov is actually a draft I'm going to work on this week, I haven't been able to bc I went on vacation so. Please don't take dottores pov in an actual insight if his thoughts yet bc I'm going to actually work on it. Y/n's pov is fine though so yuh

Literally just updating to say that all of you are swifties now bc 13 ppl have read this chapter

The tittle is me

Wait what if I start putting little quotes from each chapter at the top of the chapter omg that's be cool

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"Fine. I'll put more in your water."
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Never mind it's not as silly as I wanted and I would be too lazy to do it ever chapter lmao
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"Il Dottore."

"Your majesty." I bow down, glancing towards Y/n-their eyes are darting everywhere, but when I remove my mask I see them staring longer towards me rather than the other agents. I keep my mask off for one, two, three, four seconds before adjusting back to my face.

I have a new mask I'm told I'll wear. I've seen the designs-arched and bird like-like when y/n feel from the window and snapped their legs. I knew how they'd react to their vision fingernail close, I knew how they'd use it. Of course, I underestimated the fact they'd break their legs so dramatically, my bird.

I crack a light grin, glancing towards the cryo archon.

"I'd like to thank you for coming this time, not a segment." My clones are stupid. I created them, molded them out of my life and they are unbelievably dumb. Their insight insightful, their acting even more terrible. I construe this is their form of rebellion against me. They hate me.

"Of course, your majesty." Flicking my newly self cut face framing bangs from my face. Her majesty's eyes click to Y/n. Y/n's face looks red-beet. The drug-medicine-I gave them is to blot sounds. Not whatever the fuck is going on with their facial expressions because I sure as hell did not cause that.

Maybe Y/n forgot to drink water.

"Hm, and who is it next to you? A new experiment Dottore?" The Tsarista doesn't mind my experiments, mostly, but her tone has a certain latented annoyance. I'm still annoyed as well. I should have taken Y/n as a patient the moment they fell from the cliff. Of course, there was that bratty girl and her fowl-irritating.

I would never hurt a bird though. Never have.

"Y/n, your majesty. I can assure you they wont remember any of our mee-"

"Y/n," she repeats the name like she's pondering it as a question, unblinking. "that name sounds familiar." Her eyes go frozen at me at her realization. "Are they friends with the traveler Dottore? Sibling to the prince?" Glaring through me, She sighs,"Dottore, what do you plan to do with Y/n?"

Y/n bursts into laughter, echoing against the frigid walls, their feet tapping in place before tipping forward. I twitch to catch them in my arms.

Well shit.

They wave at her majesty. Y/n looked stunning when they were strangling that dim-witted harbinger Childe. I told him not to touch them, he had it coming.

"Ah! Um-well-Y/n is here to-multiple experiments I have are related to them. Yes." I've never said something so tremulous in front of the archon I work for but something's wrong with Y/n.

They keep mumbling to themselves while their eyes blur into the distance to stare at a corner while shaking their head some more every minute. They need to get out. Now.