Fanfic - Tartaglia x gender-neutral Y/N Not everyone has an easy and spoiled life where you can afford almost anything with mora. You work as a waiter at Wamin Restaurant in Liyue. On one of your shifts, you just so happen to meet a certain ginger hair that may as well shift the course of your future by offering you a position in the Fatui. His reasoning? The Tsaritsa has ordered her 11th Harbinger of the Fatui to recruit a talented fighter to better prepare for a confidential mission. How could you resist the temptation of a heavy pay of mora? » TW: Minor blood, swear words, and suggestive language (though it doesn't appear quite often/much; I don't write nsfw apologies) » Suggestions/criticisms are appreciated though don't be too harsh, I'm not a writer of perfection.
2 parts