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l(over)

when someone else flirts with you in front of them.

heizou, wanderer, neuvillette ♡ gn!reader

warnings: not proofread, neuvillette may be ooc, wanderer is a little crazy 😊

notes: i played heizous hangout quest and he got me 😭😭

frankly, heizou is amused.

"you're beautiful," some random stranger states, "do you happen to be free this weekend?"

you blink in confusion, glancing back and forth between the detective and the strange person. does he not see the way heizou's hand is linked with yours?

"well, someone clearly isn't a detective," heizou states, not bothering to lower the volume of his voice. when the person still doesn't quite understand what heizou means, he lifts your laced hands up to eye-level, emphasizing the fact that he's not letting go anytime soon.

"please don't interrupt," the stranger states, suddenly feigning ignorance to heizou's presence.

"oh!" heizou exclaims, unbothered. "sorry about that!" you can tell by the look on his face and the tone of his voice that shikanoin heizou is, in fact, not sorry. he's not sorry at all.

heizou brings the back of your hand up to his lips, staring directly at the stranger whilst doing so. still, the random man does not budge.

"what's up with this guy?" heizou mumbles, loud enough for just you to hear. you laugh, and heizou can't seem to tear his eyes away from you, his gaze belonging wholly to your existence.

when the stranger glares at him, heizou merely shrugs, a smirk fixed onto his face. the oblivious person then turns to you, a gentle smile on his face.

"might i have the honor of knowing your name? i am kenzaburou kadenokouji, and seeing you has blessed me with the inspiration to write my greatest upcoming novel: 'i was reincarnated as the raiden shogun's plane of euthymia, where i did nothing for 500 years before finally meeting the love of my life in the middle of the city?!'"

your mouth hangs agape, flabbergasted at this surreal experience.

heizou, however, is not fazed in the slightest. "is this based off of true events?"

"do not interrupt an artist's craft," kadenokouji replies, before extending a hand towards your free one.

so he knows i'm holding their hand, is all heizou thinks. without another thought, the detective pushes the writer's palm away, tugging you towards him.

"you're going to need to find inspiration from someone else! my intuition tells me that this isn't going to work out," heizou declares, his thumb coming to rub the back of your hand, as if he's trying to reassure you.

(you think that it's more for him, though. because although heizou is a self-assured, confident man, he is sometimes shrouded deeply in fear, swayed by the same emotions that make him so human, so lovely.)

(it also doesn't help that you adore novels. a majority of heizou's worries are attributed to how you devour those absurd reincarnation stories.)

"no, no... together," kadenokouji trails off, dismissing heizou with the flick of his hand. "together, we will defy fate! and with you, beautiful stranger, i will publish the greatest novel known to inazuma!"

"he's delusional," heizou mutters, but it sounds as if he's more impressed than incredulous.

"i have a boyfriend," you reply, still recovering from shock. "he's right next to me."

kadenokouji takes it the wrong way. "wow, you move pretty fast! although we just met, and i still don't know your name, i am completely fine with this sudden turn of events!"

"wow," heizou mutters to himself, almost amazed, "this guy's pretty good."

"he's like the opposite of you," you whisper, leaning closer towards heizou, "completely oblivious."

that gives heizou an idea.

"sorry pal, but they only like detectives," he declares.

"that's okay! i've been meaning to write a detective novel, you know, i am always switching things up!" kadenokouji exclaims, not taking the hint (but it's not even a hint, it's a full blown answer).

"oh, really? have you ever heard of shikanoin heizou?"

you and heizou exchange not-so-discreet glances (it's not like kadenokouji notices, anyway). heizou winks at you, as if urging you to stay quiet so he can get the spotlight in a novel that he's always been dreaming of.

"yes, yes! i love doushin shikanoin's work—in fact, i've been meaning to ask him for some information regarding his famous intuition! i plan on basing the main character of that novel off of him, really!"

"that sounds great! you know, doushin shikanoin believes that he needs the publicity, so your novel would be the perfect match!"

"is that really so? that's incredible! i must reach out to him immediately!" kadenokouji says, his attention belonging wholly to this newfound idea.

"i can relay the message to him," heizou replies, "what would you like to ask?"

"yes, thank you! please ask him if he's willing to meet me outside the tenryou commission for an hour or two for me to ask questions! and if he's willing to tell me about his intuition and how it works! my novel's main character will also have something akin to his intuition, but not exactly because i am always original and meaningful with my work—"

"alright, i will!" heizou declares proudly, "he'll hear of it by today!"

"thank you, kind sir! if i might be so bold to inquire, what is your name?" kadenokouji asks, suddenly becoming heizou's biggest fan whilst forgetting about your presence. how the tables have turned.

"shikanoin heizou," he states, the smile on his face never wavering. "my intuition tells me you're going to fall to the floor in utter shock!"

his intuition, as always, is correct. kadenokouji collapses to the floor as if he had just witnessed the most terrible thing, all the color draining from his face while his jaw hangs wide open.

"d-doushin shikanoin?!"

"that's me! also, could you include me in the novel's credits? you know, being a detective isn't always just about skill. in this day and age, we need publicity! we need a name for ourselves!"

kadenokouji faints.

"did you come from another world?" someone asks. "'cause you look otherworldly."

"that was ridiculous," wanderer mutters, "and redundant."

"is he bothering you, your highness?" the person queries, taking a step towards you. their hand reaches out for yours, as if they're trying to take you away, but wanderer is quick to intervene.

he blocks you with his figure, the vision on his chest beginning to glow vividly as a gust of wind rushes through the akademiya's library, sending papers and books flying. scholars panic as their research projects flutter all across the marble floor, and usually, that'd be enough to deter a sane man.

unfortunately for you, your admirer (the other one) is no sane man. you suppose that you attract a certain group of people.

"so you think you're a big shot 'cause you have a vision, huh?" the stranger asks, unimpressed.

"hah! you don't even know who you're talking to," wanderer replies, clenching his fists. he takes a step toward your admirer, the air around him becoming tense and unwelcoming as it begins to manifest into something grim, something violent.

you're not in the mood for a suspension right now.

"wanderer!" you exclaim, tugging at his sleeve. "let's go somewhere else. this guy's just weird."

"you go first. i have things to deal with," wanderer replies, irritated. but the way he looks at you doesn't quite match the tone in his voice, because when the wanderer's cornflower pupils fixate on you, they melt. you mold him into something quiet, something lovely, when you do so much as exist.

briefly, the wind brushes past your face, kissing you with its tender touch.

(all you have to do is exist, and that'll be more than enough for him.)

"he's not worth your time," you say, not releasing your hold on the puppet's wrist. even though wanderer could easily escape your grip, he chooses not to—instead, he basks in your touch, inching closer towards you, letting you hold the strings of his artificial limbs to move him as you please.

wanderer relinquishes himself to you. wholly. and he trusts you with his fate, with his severed strings.

"whatever."

his severed string manifests anew, wrapping around his pinky and yours, turning red—not red from blood, but rather, from love—and knotting.

you are bound to him.

and then he gives in.

(he does a lot of that when it comes to you.)

"surrendering already, huh?" the stranger asks, clearly not knowing his place. "i knew you were nothing but bark."

oh, you think, sighing, this guy's an idiot!

"does the akademiya accept anyone who applies?" wanderer asks, contemplating murder. still, he doesn't release himself from your hold.

"that's what i was thinking when i saw you. leave us alone!"

a category 5 hurricane begins to brew in the akademiya library at the word "us." scholars begin to evacuate the premises whilst the insane man stands amidst it all, still trying his best to court you despite getting blown away.

i tried my best, you tell yourself, glancing away.

you let go of wanderer's hand, and then you close your eyes.

"let me know when you're done," you mutter, voice drowned by the whistle of the winds and the screams of scholars whose projects are getting engulfed by the storm.

wanderer, of course, hears you. he can always hear you, picking out your voice from the cacophony, taking the sound and placing it deep within his empty chest, letting it resonate and replay there. instead of a heartbeat, wanderer has your voice echoing throughout his torso, fusing into his artificial ribs.

he is bound to you.

a breeze wisps past your nose. even with the whirling winds and the threat of suspension lingering around your figure, no harm ever comes your way.

you are in the eye of the hurricane.

the eye of the beholder. it melts.

neuvillette is flabbergasted.

back in fontaine, he had the luxury of comfort. everyone knew that the two of you were together, so he never had to deal with someone trying to court you, much less in front of him.

this is how he experiences culture shock. not by the customs of other nations, but rather, by the sheer audacity that some people have. especially when your hand is laced tightly with his.

"i think... i think..." the stranger trails off, his voice filled with an adoration that makes neuvillette's stomach churn. "... i'm getting lost in your eyes, beautiful."

the stranger reaches his hand out to give you a rose, a dashing grin on his face. you smile awkwardly.

"sorry, i'm taken."

"taken... by my good looks?" the stranger asks, putting a hand under his face to emphasize his features. neuvillette squeezes your hand.

"no, they are taken by me. we are partners," neuvillette explains, his tone remaining polite.

"partners in work?"

"yes, but—" neuvillette starts, but is quickly interrupted. you spare him an endearing glance, charmed by his honesty.

the tips of his pointed ears begin to blossom red. again, he squeezes your hand.

"no, we are married," you state blandly, and the stranger's gaze flickers over to your hands, searching for a ring. neuvillette doesn't like the look on the stranger's face; it's evident in the way the iudex narrows his eyes, the way he steps forward a little even though he'd usually try to avoid confrontation.

"i could get you a ring," the stranger says, clearly not getting the hint, "and you wouldn't have to lie about being married."

"there is nothing we owe to you that requires us to prove our marriage. we are married, and that is all you need to know," neuvillette declares firmly, his tone becoming harsh.

"but words alone don't mean anything," the stranger replies with a shrug.

neuvillette furrows his brows, clearly stumped by the stranger's statement. he disagrees—words don't mean everything, but they are definitely worth something.

"just back off," you suddenly chime in, tugging neuvillette closer to you. he lets you string him along to your whims, allowing his figure to inch towards yours, finding its place by your side.

"i'm not interested in you. i already have a lover."

the stranger rolls his eyes.

"ugh. i didn't even like you anyway."

neuvillette frowns. "now that is completely incorrect. just moments prior, you were—"

"just shut up!" the stranger yells, not even bothering to listen to neuvillette's explanation.

clouds begin to form.

"let's go, neuvillette," you say, rubbing the back of the iudex's hand with your thumb. "don't worry too much about that guy."

he looks at you, and the sun emerges.

"you're right. thank you, [name]."

a ring dangles from the silver chain on your neck; it's a vibrant shade of blue.

it glows.

"and you wanted to try this land's water, right?"

he lets you string him along, a gentle smile on his face.

"yes," he vows, "i do."

his hand slots perfectly into yours, and the world is engulfed by a radiant glow.

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Should i publish my wip right after i finish neuvillettes part (current character lineup is heizou, wnaderer, and neuvillette) or shouldl i persevere to add wriothesley

update: i did not persevere

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The Working Girl, Daniel Varoujan (translated by Alice Stone Blackwell)

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THANK YOU FOR VOTING!!!! 🥹❤️

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Neuvillette has me doing the unimaginable. Like finishing the aranara quest

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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥’𝐬 𝐅𝐥𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐩

[A Howl’s Moving Castle AU based on the book by Diana Wynne Jones (not the Studio Ghibli film), in which Jing Yuan is Howl and the reader (gender-neutral) is Sophie Hatter, among other things. To be cross-posted on AO3.]

… … … … … …

You rose to your feet and dusted your branches off. Your legs were still shaking.  “Now, then,” you announced with a confidence you did not feel, “it’s time to find the captain of this ship.”

… … … … … …

In the land of Xianzhou, a place where flying sword and divinations really exist, you, a humble kite maker, are cursed by the Corrupted Cultivator of Scalegorge Wastescape, Phantylia, for reasons beyond your knowing. Unable to stay in your hometown, you flee to the only place that might accept you: General Jing Yuan’s ominous flying ship which has been hovering over Aurum Alley, mysteriously named the Seat of Divine Foresight.

But people say this General Jing Yuan is just as corrupted as Phantylia herself, and that he steals people’s souls for a living…

𝐓𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬

[IMPORTANT: THIS FIC IS NOT POSTING YET. There is no set release date for the fic, but it definitely won’t start releasing until June. Comment beneath this post to be added to a taglist, and I will notify everyone a few days before the fic releases, as well as with every chapter posted. The contents of this post may change slightly before posting, as well, but it shouldn’t be anything major.]

[Chapter updates will be every Monday and Thursday.]

…Chapter One: In which you talk to kites …Chapter Two: In which you are forced to go and seek your fortune …Chapter Three: In which you take a daring leap of faith into some unexpected encounters …Chapter Four: In which you discover a number of odd things …Chapter Five: In which you break two of the three rules …Chapter Six: In which Jing Yuan expresses his feelings with very very frightening thunderbolts and lightning …Chapter Seven: In which you break the third rule …Chapter Eight: In which you leave the flying ship on a flying sword …Chapter Nine: In which the shiny talisman remains a mystery …Chapter Ten: In which your following has grown …Chapter Eleven: In which more shiny talismans are found in a strange land …Chapter Twelve: In which you practice your disguise …Chapter Thirteen: In which an infiltration goes south …Chapter Fourteen: In which you do a lot of thinking …Chapter Fifteen: In which Yanqing’s cold worsens …Chapter Sixteen: In which a flying ship moves under the sea …Chapter Seventeen: In which there are more unexpected encounters …Chapter Eighteen: In which you express your feelings with hot tea (among other things) …Chapter Nineteen: In which many long stories come together …Chapter Twenty: In which a contract is concluded …Chapter Twenty-One: In which a curse is lifted

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Rati Saxena, ed. by Kate Rogers and Viki Holmes, from Not a Muse: The Inner Lives of Women: A World Poetry Anthology; "Mountain nights"

[Text ID: “Last night / there was a dream / And / In the dream? You / You / You / And / Only you”]

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'came back to ur roots' OK wriothesley lover

HELP ME HELP MEEEEE U got me there mhie ... but .... but that recent diluc and wrio art says it all ❤️🥺

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Art by fek_zin on X

Writohesley nation .... diluc nation ....... we won

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I LIED WRIOTHESLEY IS SOOOO FINEEEEEE

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Neuvillette isnt coming home so ive decided to return to my roots. Wanderer forever

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hello, if you don't mind me asking, do u have any recs for genshin and HSR writers??

hey!! i don't typically read works on tumblr but here are some that i vividly remember enjoying for genshin & hsr :)

(i've also included the piece that i read and i devoured, in case u wld like to check them out!!)

all of these writers are amazing and there are def so many more out there but i just can't remember them off the top of my head atm 😭 !!

@sixosix ; "can i go where you go?" kazuha

@mondaymelon ; "please be my boyfriend!" xiao, kazuha, heizou, scaramouche

@meaningofaeons ; "stellaron spy" dan heng, jing yuan

@dand-elle-ion ; "when you get injured" xiao, kazuha, scaramouche, albedo

@perpetualcynicism ; "cyno is very blunt with his affection" cyno

additional blogs that are so, so amazing:

hsr: @milksnake-tea ; @earthtooz

genshin: @iceunhie ; @1eaf-me-alone

i hope you enjoy these blogs :)) happy reading!!

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YOU'RE TELLING ME... YOU MADE THE MINION MF FANFIC ON QUOTEV??? WHAT 😭😭😭

LMFAAAOOOO YES THATS ME 😭😭😭 Hay... ❤️

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HELLLOOOOOO your writing is so beautiful???? The way you wrote Wriothesley and his feelings Sfnjdnmhfdvv outstanding really

AHHH THANK YOU SM!!!! IM SO GLAD U ENJOYED WRIO HEHEHE HES SO SIKLY SO LOVESICKK 🥺❤️ TYSM FOR LEAVING THIS ASK!!! ❤️❤️❤️

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hi! i wanted to let you know that you write for wanderer so so beautifully 🤍 the love you have for him is so tender and poetic and it’s so easy to tell how well you understand him through the way you bring him to life in your posts. i figured this as i was reading ‘all the wrongs (make a right)’ and visited your profile after. wanderer is the first thing i saw on your pinned and i was like ‘i knew it’ lol.

AHH THANK U SMM 🥺❤️❤️❤️ the wanderer lovesick agenda MUSTT be spread!! Im so glad u like my interpretation of him hehe, and yes, i am a wanderer kisser for sure!! (On hold because of neuvillettes banner)

THANK U SM FOR LEAVING THIS SWEET ASK AHHH ILY /p 🥺❤️😭