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[neuvislover]

thinking of neuvillette who loves to kiss the back of your hands. every time a trial ends or whenever you come visit him in his office, he gently takes your soft hand and brush his lips endearingly against the back. and after that, he doesn’t let go from your grasp. it definitely stems from how weak he is for your touch and the fact that your presence is much worthy of his time.

[neuvislover]

home, your arms

SUMMARY the tired iudex only yearns to be in your arms.

CONTENTS husband!neuvillette x fem!reader drabble. fluff. neuvillette being a clingy and vulnerable man with you.

AUTHOR’S NOTES i just love thinking of genshin men as my husband (supposed to be posted on the 1st, but sadly, i’m late).

𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐄, the iudex is highly and always serious with the job in his hands, giving no room for the guilty people who will only regret their actions in the trial after the verdict falls upon them. only appearing as a stern man, the people of fontaine only knows his aloof personality as that’s what he serves for humans.

he certainly doesn’t understand human customs.

and yet, when you walk into the court, neuvillette can’t even divert his gaze towards the exuberant aura you have. well, how can he not when his divinely kindhearted wife comes to see him in the opera epiclese? even the hydro archon finds it as somehow entertaining to see the man melting to your presence in the crowd.

as he walks back to his office, his mind can’t stop thinking about the smile you show to him whenever he speaks. the way your lips stretched, your gorgeous eyes gazing at his figure manages to steal a part of his focus. oh how much he loves you.

finally sitting in the solitary room, he can’t help but longs for your warm, loving arms that can soothe his situation swiftly. tender hands caressing both his head and back, whispering calming words into his pointed ear; however, knowing the busy work he has, it’s something very wretching for him to discover your hugs can’t be often.

it’s clearly shown by the dark skies surrounding the court of fontaine.

so when you burst into the office with a concerned face, neuvillette only feel delight despite how worried you are.

hence, here you are, trapped in the yearning clutches of his arms, sitting on his lap as he embraces you from behind, putting his chin on your head, occasionally pecking your red cheeks as you lean into his figure. is it actually that necessary? no, you know it well, but spending some time with him won’t hurt.

“missed me this much, monsieur?” you asked, caressing his hair endearingly.

he lightly chuckles, leaning into your hand’s grasp. “the existence of your beauty was enough to keep me captivated.”

it’s always true when he talks about you. he never jokes about your demeanor, facial features, interest in floristry, and many more because everything about you is simply unique and special in his dark blue eyes.

and most importantly, you’re always there.

“let’s go home, neuvillette.”

“oh, mon cœur,” he replies, arms wrapping around your waist, refusing to get up from the seat, “you arms already feel more like home than any house ever did.”

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[neuvislover]

thoughts on cockwarming and who loves it the most ?

including. neuvillette, diluc

cw. cockwarming, lots of teasing especially in diluc's part, petnames: love & baby, fem! reader

— ꒰ NEUVILLETTE ꒱

a soft, enervated smile goes across neuvillette's tender lips as he sinks you down on him— and the way it happened all at once, how your walls latched on his shaft oh so strongly, oh so familiar that he found himself already lost in deep puzzlement.

for now, neuvillette doesn't move his cock in you, not an inch, nor does he necessarily want to either. ultimately, the man decides against showering you with his sloppy thrusts as he leans his face against yours gently to capture your lips.

tranquility shapes your mind that of joy as it manifested with the feeling of his body resting his weight on yours. your legs automatically wrap around his hips to keep him there as your cunt squeezes him ever tight, lures him in for more of that sweetness, the crushing compression of your sore walls gripping him so tight that he could barely keep up with his breathing.

oh yeah, neuvillette was losing his mind.

nails carving into the fat of your thighs, watching how you're turning delirious due to just how impossibly well he felt inside of you.

he groans out through a tensed jaw, knitted brows accentuating his pleasured face as he attempts to part his lips to voice something, a tender coo or loving praise on how nice you felt— yet unsurprisingly, all that really escaped in the end was a soft hum, a pleased one, one that turned your physical state into a myriad of emotions passing between you two.

"baby— i am," you babble out, definitely not expecting neuvillette to move anytime soon, "i'm gonna— s-soon," as you let go of a shaken whine that reverberated across the entire room.

your aching thighs were restless, hugging around his hips steadier as you exchange moans between each other, the rather lewd although sensual noises bouncing from mouth to mouth.

"does this feel good? please tell me, love," neuvillette mutters and he was so close to you that you felt his bottom lip scratch yours, "i need you to tell me," you shudder at his heavily raspy voice as he nibbles on your bottom lip.

for the better part of about five minutes, the iudex has got you wrapped around his finger, has conquered your mind effortlessly as the wet sounds between your legs only added to this, every wet squelch and throb having you whine uncontrollably.

but do not forget, because you know you're save surrounded by strong arms.

you can barely breathe with how thick and bulky his erection would throb in you, but you're utterly pleased by it, not wanting it any other way.

— ꒰ DILUC ꒱

diluc wasn't even aware that he liked to be cockwarmed by you— although this much wasn't the end, because once he's actually experienced it for the first time, he'll drag it out one by one, keeping his cock buried without moving until you're practically unable to speak.

and while you might assume that he found himself fantasizing about you in his office. a lewd, little fantasy about his darling settling on his lap and cockwarming him during work— there was just something so, lets call it, special, about resting next to each other late at night, together exhausted from the passing day— his cock softly stored within your walls as you're exchanging serenity through kisses and fondles.

greatly stammering over his words, diluc presses your body against his frame as your sore nipples repeatedly scratch against his chest, resulting in you letting go of a soft, surprised squeal, "how does it feel, hm?" he slowly runs his digits over your thigh, leisurely, leading you on to do what he really wishes for, most likely to hear you whine out his name, sob and cry it for more.

without mincing words, diluc was a little nasty for that— but it was also so sweet when he smiled into your lips as you whisper out his name.

what else was important to note is that despite the fact that the two of you had been dating for a good while already, diluc simply cannot help himself but get slightly shy when making love to you, most definitely due to the fact that it was deeply saturated in passion, paving the way for something stronger.

you can feel the hearts in his unspoken language— in his kisses, his traces, the feeling of him throbbing inside to the squeezes of you.

see it this way— when diluc touches you, it's like something in the pit of your stomach turns wide awake and gets set aflame, in an instant, roaring flames of love conquering your body and mind.

the flames continuously grow and are persistent in your soul— and when diluc notices your yearning for him, the man could never hide his ultimate desire for you, he needs to catch it.

that truly was the pleasure of feeling the rush of loving you.

you hold on to his sweat-laced back, barring your fingernails into the damp skin before beginning to smear wet kisses all along his sharp jawline, a few of them smothering over his cheeks, and at last, finding his pretty lips again.

you're so wet, sore and thirsty for him to move already, but he doesn't, diluc needs to savor you more. his eyes never leave yours, only when he wanted to admire the mess he made of your warm cunt slicking him up all the way to the base.

you sniffle into his shoulder as diluc chuckles breathlessly, "a little more, my love—just a little longer," he promises before giving your breasts a good squeeze, full on knowing just how sensitive they had been getting.

even with diluc showing you more of his dominant side, he never fails to smile ever so gently, smiling wider and letting you see the light of his eyes.

perhaps it's actually his smile that awoke that unique feeling in you— for one, it was tender, glazed in molasses and popsicle sweet, with just a hint of mischief.

©2024 anantaru do not repost, copy, translate, modify, claim as your own

[neuvislover]

Can you write a wriothesley x reader and kaeya x reader scenario where the reader (aka the girlfriend) loves it when he picks her up and spins her around?

Wriothesley discovered this by accident one day when you were playfully teasing him and he decided to pick you up and move you. He hears the happy noise you make and when he puts you down he decides to experimentally do it again, smiling when he sees how happy it makes you.

Now that means he does it more often, picking you up to spin you around whenever the two of you see each other. He gives you a kiss on the forehead and then spins you around, pressing another kiss to your lips as he says hello softly against them.

Kaeya loves to spin you around so it took him no time to adapt that into his routine with you. He loves to pick you up in a bridal carry and spin you around to the point where the two of you might be dizzy, leaning his forehead against yours as he laughs and kisses you.

He doesn't need any reason to do it but especially loves doing it when you aren't expecting it. The joy on your face as you realise what's happening is parallel to none, him absolutely obsessed with how happy it makes you.

[neuvislover]

♡˗ˏ✎*ೃ˚ ℂ𝕦𝕕𝕕𝕝𝕪 ₊˚ˑ༄

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ anon request: Could I request Kaeya, Neuvillette, Wriothesley, and Lyney with a cuddly reader?

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Of course! Cuddly people can actually be so adorable (even tho I'm naturally introverted and sometimes have enough). I met few people with that trait so hopefully I got that pretty much right!

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ fluff

✧ Kaeya is rather flirty type, that includes often putting his arm around your shoulder or waist and hugging you from behind, and so on...

✧ so when your first reaction was to hug him back, he immidietly found it adorable

✧ he'll often tease you whenever you hug him, but he's mostly doing that to get that cute blush on your face and so you'd squeeze him more, not necessarily because he wants to make you feel emberassed

"Well, well, looks like someone just can't keep their hands off me, hm?"

✧ he's not any better tho, he can't keep his hands off of you either!

✧ he may not directly hug you but he's sneaky, and all his gestures lead to you hugging him and him returning it with smile as if that's what he was after all along

✧ whenever you come during his work hours, he's actually willing to stop it all and give you a proper hug since he knows for how long you've stayed without any affection from his side

✧ he'll find it even cuter if you have like a body pillow or giant bear plushie in your room just to snuggle with it

✧ of course, he won't leave you alone after seeing that, you can expect small cuddle session with him!

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@bleachtheidiot - come get your cavalry capitan!

✧ Lyney is absolute sucker for affection from you, he's total simp for you, let's be honest now! So the fact that you're clingy actually makes it so perfect for him!!

✧ despite his charming and kind of flirty persona, he won't initiate a hug. Not because he doesn't want to but rather because he knows he'll die on spot

✧ he once tried wrapping his arm around your waist and ended up blushing when you just casually wrapped your arms around him

✧ he still blushes at unexpected hugs tho. It's that part of him only you get to see!

✧ though you can literally see sparkles in his eyes whenever you decide to give him a hug, and he never holds back from returning it, no matter what he's doing!

✧ boy literally would be late for his show just to have 5 more minutes of cuddling with you

"I'm not in a rush. Let's just enjoy each other's company for a while!"

✧ and if you have a plushie you snuggle with? He'd be even more charmed by you!! Even tho sometimes he can feel jealous because of how many cuddles this plushie gets... he's still glad you have something to snuggle onto when he's gone

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@bleachtheidiot - come get your charming magician~

✧ Neuvilette is usually rather busy so it's not often you two get a chance to just cuddle with each other

✧ but when you do, he'll make up for all the lost time!

✧ he won't every start a cuddle session unless he knows no one will disturb the both of you, he just wants to not feel the time pressure and enjoy your company

✧ despite him making sure, his hugs are still pretty minimal even when he doesn't mean to make it weird, quite the opposite!

✧ he'll only wrap one of his arms around your shoulder or waist so you can be free to go away anytime you want and not feel forced

✧ if you tell him to properly cuddle you tho, he will!

"As you wish. Please tell me if you'd want to get away. I have no problem letting go if it means your comfort."

✧ he's not really much of a PDA person so he won't initiate much

✧ but when you're just randomly hugging him in public, how could he not return the favor? It'll be a small hug and he'll most likely never wrap 2 arms around you but that's still some affection!

✧ the most adorable thing is when you cuddle and you finally look up after some time just to see him look at you with that adoring smile of his

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@bleachtheidiot - come get your otter judge!

✧ Wriothesley is clingy himself but certainly not as cuddly as you

✧ he can't help but wrap his arm around your waist or shoulder, or put you in his lap when he's working, but cuddle sessions? That's something he'd keep as ocassional occurrence

✧ with you tho, it's a little impossible... you're always clinging onto him so he can't just keep you there not returning it!

✧ he's ready to hug you back shamelessly even when he's talking to someone, but if it's someone important... he may use just one hand to return the hug

"Oh yeah, I will hug them as we talk. Have any problem with that, mister? I don't think so."

✧ all prisoners know to talk to him when he's hugging you or just when you're around since he's just softer both looking and speaking

✧ probably got called out by many for being so lovey dovey with you but he couldn't care, someone tries making fun of it or looking down at him or you for that and he'll be sure to put them in their place

✧ you're both drinking tea as you sit on his lap or right next to him and he's telling you newest events going around prison while you tell him all the gossips on the land

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@bleachtheidiot - come get your teddybear duke~

[neuvislover]

Merry (early) Christmas! May I request Kaeya, Childe, Ayato, Neuvillette, and Wriothesley finding their s/o, who gets cold easily, wearing their jacket/coat?

Warm me up

# genshin impact !

⌗:, a/n: sorry for being away for a MONTH i was so stressed out from school... T-T and I AGAIN did add a lil bit spice for wrio. I can't stop myself.

⌗:, pairings: kaeya, childe, ayato, neuvillette & wriothesley w/ gn!reader

⌗:, extra: happy late Christmas I couldn't finish it because I was worn out </3

˗ˏˋ ꒰ KAEYA ꒱ ˎˊ˗

Its a little secret that none knows about. The coat he wears and what you wear on cold wintry days are his as well. It's quite noticeable but according to him, "Nobody's gonna know!". He goes crazy whenever he sees you wear his big coat. It makes you look so cozy...and soft...like a warm fireplace in winter morning which always have a welcoming feel to them.

The trip to Dragonspine was, as usual, extremely cold. The fire that Kaeya made from the dry firewood wasn't enough to keep you warm. "You want me to make the fire more big? I can find some more dry wood for you" He asked voice laced with concern. You knew that no matter how big the fire or enormous layers of cloth, you won't be able to keep yourself warm...unless Kaeya offers you his comfortably warm chest...and hands too.

As if able to understand your gaze since your shivering form really gave it away, he walked up and sat behind you. He wrapped his arm around your body gently and said, "Lay on me. It'll help you keep warm" you relaxed your body and brought your knees closer to yourself and making yourself feel at home. You heaved a sigh of relief as if you've finally been able to stop the piercing cold wind from affecting you any further. "Thank you Kaeya" he smiled at you, "As long as you're comfortable". He sealed the conversation with a kiss upon your forehead.

˗ˏˋ ꒰ CHILDE ꒱ ˎˊ˗

He has been born and brought up in Snezhnaya. A nation with only snowy landscape all around. Naturally he was quite well adjusted himself to the cold atmosphere of any place that you visit. While he should be having big long coats in such a dry and chilly climate, he refuses to wear it because, "You can't get this cold anywhere else! it's a test of courage!".

You had a cup of hot chocolate on your hand as you flipped through the pages of the book. The big bear blanket and the brightly lit fireplace did make you warm but not enough. You shivered "Brr...its really cold if only he was at home..." during the coldest of days you ache for his comforting presence and his big warm arms enveloping your body as you two cuddle in the plush couch often times drifting off to sleep unknowingly. You missed him so much that you quickly sprinted towards his closet and grabbed the biggest jacket of his. You scurried inside the multiple blankets and drew his big fluffy jacket around you. His familiar scent filled your senses. He smelled like the ocean, no matter how faint the scent was, it was refreshing.

....the door of the room opened, and the wooden floor dreaked beneath his boot-like-shoes. "Babe?" he quietly asked, hoping to receive an answer, but as soon as he was about to go find you, he saw you laying comfortably on your stomach with his big jacket enveloping you as you softly snored. He felt himself falling for you adorable antics all over again. He slowly picked you up in his arms and carried you to bed. He murmered, "Sweet dreams, sweetheart..." with a kiss.

˗ˏˋ ꒰ AYATO ꒱ ˎˊ˗

The ocean breeze can get quite chilly right? With the layers of clothes you had on you, the coat was barely enough to even keep the piercing cold win from making you whole body numb. Sure, you acted impulsively and decided to sit down near the railing. You started off into the vast ocean. Ayato wasn't here most of the time and your time of respite to soothe your heart from missing him. "He's taking care of matters....he will come back soon..." you mumbled and hugged your knees close.

You felt an already warm blanket being draped around your figure from the back. Looking at the delicate fabric and the seam's design you turned your head back a little too quickly. There he was...the one who you waited so long for...He chuckled softly seeing your bewildered face. "You'll catch a cold if you sit here in the cold like this with barely enough layers dearest" He kept his hand on your shoulder blades gently. "Ayato...I thought you'll come..." "Let's say I did a few little things here and there which allowed me to spend some more time."

You smiled at him sweetly and got down from thr railing. You intertwined your hands with his and with a peck on his cheek, " I missed you so much..."

˗ˏˋ ꒰ NEUVILLETTE ꒱ ˎˊ˗

"Not done yeeetttt?...." you slumped on the couch as you waited even longer for him.

With a chuckle, he said, "It's almost done... just a little bit longer, dear." Then soon he went to work and correct the piles of paperwork. He has been avoiding them for quite a while now, and it had to be done one day. He may be the cold and formal Iudex of Fontaine, but even he loses the grip on his stoic personality whenever he's with you.

The evenings are quite cold in Fontaine, and he saw how you tried to warm up your arms. You didn't want to disturb him since his pending work's deadline was tomorrow in the afternoon.

While you were busy staring into space, he wrapped his coat around you. "Hm? Suddenly?"

"I saw how you were trying to warm yourself up and I apologise. I can't be the one to warm you up but I hope my coat suffices?" He said chuckling, a hint of blush on his fair cheeks. You grinned from ear to ear, "It's quite enough Neuvi, thanks for caring about me so much" you cupped his cheeks gently with your hands.

"I love you" you said as you touched his forehead with yours. A sign of the utmost affection for one who is the Hydro Dragon Sovereign.

˗ˏˋ ꒰ WRIOTHESLEY ꒱ ˎˊ˗

"Sigh... I know it's cold, but that's no reason for you to stay under the covers... it's 9 pm, now how long do you plan to do it?"

Concern lacing his voice as he saw how you tried your best to warm up your feet with whatever you could find. "It's too cold and I can't keep bothering you for so long, you've got work to do" you tried to sound as if you were alright but in reality, fighting the cold was really taking out all your strength from you.

"Wait—" you felt the covers being lifted from your head. He swiftly carried you on his arms and ploped you on the plush couch. Upon inspecting your surroundings, you saw how he had prepared everything from A to Z... there was a warm tea, leg warmers and special fur on the couch, which was especially sold during winter and the fireplace. "Wriothesley? You prepared all this for me?" You spoke bewildered.

"Yes. All the things that will keep my beloved warm and happy while I'm unfortunately working, " he spoke gently, holding your hands. "Wow...looks like I won the lottery when I received a boyfriend," you said while ruffling his soft hair.

"It's good thank you... but" you smirked maybe something other than this can keep me more warm?" "What are you imply?— Oh...I see" he chuckled on realising your intention.

He slithered his hands on your thighs and seductively said, "I don't mind that warm treat on such a cold day"

[neuvislover]

彡 ❛ FLUSTERED BY HIS SMILE ! ❜ ALHAITHAM

For a man who didn't smile often, you were surprised by the sudden warmth his eyes emitted as he gazed at you with the corners of his lips turned up slightly. Alhaitham was a man whose expression was more often than not devoid of emotion, a man whose voice was monotone and cold, a man who didn't show many emotions, and yet when it came to you, he was an entirely different person.

His eyes which were usually devoid of warmth held a spark of adoration whenever he laid his eyes on you, his monotonous voice would soften whenever he uttered your name, and his hands that were cold and calloused would find their way to the warmth of your hands as they enveloped yours in a firm grip. You were the exception to his rules and laws, you were the anomaly in his world of logic and order. He had never known love until he met you and even now, as you sat across from him with your eyes locked on his and a small smile adorning your own lips, his heart was overwhelmed by the love and adoration he felt for you.

Your cheeks heated up at the sight of the unguarded expression he displayed to you and your heart clenched painfully as you realized just how much you loved him. "H-Haitham…" You trailed off and looked down at your hands, a deep red flush covering your face. Your voice had been soft and breathy, almost inaudible if not for the silence that engulfed the room.

"..Gods, you're handsome.. " You mumbled to yourself, but his ears were sharp enough to catch your words. He smirked slightly at your comment, his eyes narrowing in amusement. You looked back up at him when you heard his light chuckle. "And you, my love, are breathtakingly beautiful."

[neuvislover]

☆༉ — 𝔀𝓻𝓲𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓼𝓵𝓮𝔂. when in your arms, I feel safe.

about. wriothesley arms

tags. fluff, established relationship, wriothesley being protective, talk about injuries

I can’t stop thinking about wriothesley arms

When you're feeling down, you would often think about wriothesley's arms. Yes, one reason is because his arms are extremely attractive and it lifts your mood. But more importantly, wriothesley's arms are the safest place on earth.

wriothesley is so protective over you, he's practically like your guard dog. Like scary dog privileges? Check! No matter where you are, whether you're at home, in a quiet street or shop, at a loud party, or an extremely crowded street, wriothesley makes an effort to keep an eye on you. Even if you are someone who is more conscious of your surroundings, it's basically second nature to him at this point.

wriothesley is always ready to step in to protect you from anything, anyone, and everything. At the first signs of danger or if he sees you being uncomfortable, you don't need to say anything, he's already there. Often, he uses his arms (and hands) to pull you away from danger like falling objects or people intentionally/ unintentionally bumping into you. Or, he would use his arms to physically shield you from any danger that comes your way.

There has certainly been more than one occasion when you're at home or in a store trying to reach something on the higher shelf when an object starts to fall on you. Instead of it hitting you, you always look up to see wriothesley's arms between you on the falling object. He never ever scolds you for being clumsy or not asking him for help. Instead, he's just happy that he was able to protect you. The bumps, scrapes, and bruises littered on his arm don't bother him. In fact, he's rather proud of them. It means he was able to save you from feeling that pain. Plus, it helps that you tenderly look after his injuries and give him kisses after.

Besides that, wriothesley's arms are your lifeline. He's always happy to let you cling onto his arm whenever you want.

He finds it so endearing that he's basically your comfort person. You cling onto his arm in crowded places so you don't get lost and also to soothe the overwhelming feeling of just being in a crowd. You practically cling onto his arm anywhere at any time. It brings you comfort. Something about clinging onto his arms grounds you. It helps to calm you when your nerves are in overdrive. Of course, the physical touch and close proximity to his person helps too.

Big strong muscular arms = warmest, best hugs. wriothesley loves to swing his arms around you. From the front, from the back, around your waist, hips, legs?), you name it, his arms have been around it before. He loves bringing you closer to him. And no matter how warm it gets, you can't help but adore being hugged by him. Whether you are happy, sad, or just feeling a complex mix of emotions, wriothesley is always there for you with his arms outstretched, ready for you to dive into them.

When wriothesley envelopes you in his arms, it's like the feeling of a warm, weighted blanket being wrapped around you on the coldest of winter nights. At the same time, it feels like a different kind of weight, an emotional or mental one, has been lifted from your person. It's the feeling of coming home and being able to finally relax. The physical sight and feeling of his arms wrapping around you also feels like you are taking refuge behind a large, resilient shield. One that would hide you away and protect you from all the hardship in the world.

wriothesley's arms being around you brings physical protection, mental stability, emotional reprieve, comfort, love, the feeling of home, a feeling of liberation, and protection all at once. And there's no place else you would rather be.

[neuvislover]

☆༉ — 𝓐 𝓷𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽 𝓽𝓸 𝓻𝓮𝓶𝓮𝓶𝓫𝓮𝓻.

You and your husband were invited to a dinner. already being late, because of course your dress zipper wants to be problematic. walking in the living room asking him for assistance.

pairing. neuvillette, wriothesly, lyney, alhaitham, kaveh, cyno, zhongli, chlide, kaeya, albedo.

cw: slight sexual themes, no smut, fem!reader

genre: fluff, established relationship

𝓝𝓮𝓾𝓿𝓲𝓵𝓵𝓮𝓽𝓽𝓮 — he has a very matter-of-fact approach, and just zips you up. when you look at him with a small pout he became very confused. He had done what you had asked of him, so he couldn't understand why you weren't satisfied. when you told him that you wanted it to “be romantic”, he was even more perplexed. How could zipping up a dress be romantic? you told him to take his time with it, and he tried it again. he suddenly became an expert at it. He sensually brushed his fingertips against your bare skin while zipping up the dress. When you looked back at him, you noticed his ears had turned bright red, and he was trying his best to keep his composure. you asked him if he understood now, and he quickly nodded. with a smile, you pressed a kiss to his cheek and thanked him for helping you.

“i could do it again… sometime…”

𝓦𝓻𝓲𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓼𝓵𝓮𝔂 — he would gladly do it, and tries not to be a tease in the process. however, it always manages to slip out. wriothesley zips you up as he always does, but he does it a bit slowly. he carefully zips up the back of your dress, making sure not to catch any fabric. once he's finished, he pulls you into a warm embrace, wrapping his arms around your waist, and pulling you close to him. he leaves wet kisses along your shoulder, up to your neck, and a final peck on your cheek. at the end of it all, you are drunk on his love and you turn around to kiss him. he presses his forehead against yours, preventing you from getting your kiss. when you grumble and pout, he only smiles.

“i don’t want to mess up your lipstick. we should get going, shouldn’t we?”

𝓛𝔂𝓷𝓮𝔂 — he’s very calm, but inside his brain it’s chaos. he’s standing so close to you, that you can feel his breath against your neck. when he zips you up, he feels the soft fabric of the dress. you can hear him swear under his breath as he drinks you up with his eyes. he starts arguing that maybe it wasn’t necessary for the two of you to be at this event and that you should maybe stay home. you laugh at his aloofness, before kissing him on the cheek and walking out of the room.

“hey! i can unzip the dress for you too!”

𝓐𝓵𝓱𝓪𝓲𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓶 — another tease. whenever you ask him to zip you up, the first thing he does is not zipping you up. the first thing he always has to do is put his hands on your bare back. he puts his hands inside the unzipped dress, and gently caresses your waist. this is his attempt at getting you to take off the dress and not go to the event. it has only worked once, when the event you were going to wasn’t that important. he will still try every single time, and it’s hard to not give in. eventually, he does zip up the dress - and he does it quickly because if his first trick didn’t work, nothing will in his eyes.

“i would much rather spend some time with you than go to this stupid dinner- what do you mean i always do this?”

𝓚𝓪𝓿𝓮𝓱 — he has a soft smile on his lips as he zips up your dress. his hands are gentle and don’t tug too hard even if the zipper gets stuck. he admires the fabric of the dress and takes his time to appreciate how beautiful you look down to the smallest detail. After helping you with the zipper, he wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you close to his chest. Kaveh nuzzles his face where your neck meets your shoulder, trying to hide his smile, but you can feel it against your skin. he lets out a flustered giggle as you turn around to face him.

“you look so beautiful, i just can’t get enough of you.”

𝓒𝔂𝓷𝓸 — his mouth is hanging open when you walk up to him. you ask him to zip you up, but he’s too busy staring at your bare back to listen. when he hasn’t done a thing for thirty seconds, you ask him again. he stumbles out an apology, and quickly gets up on his feet. His hands are sweaty, making it difficult for him to grasp the zipper. When he does manage to grab it, he manages to get it stuck immediately. you whine for him to hurry up, and he’s really trying his best (please be patient). he gets the zipper up, finally, and laughs at his awkwardness. you turn to face him, but you can’t be mad one bit.

“i’m sorry… i’ll do better next time.. please just warn me that you’re going to look this good first.”

𝓩𝓱𝓸𝓷𝓰𝓲𝓵 — you have been eyeing his hands for hours now. the two of you were getting ready, and ever since his slender fingers had rolled up the sleeves of his black button-up your eyes had been on them. You wanted him to zip up your dress even though you didn't really need his help, but you wanted him to do it anyway. he was asking you to hurry up since the two of you were starting to be late to the party. you responded that you just needed to zip up your dress, but that you couldn’t reach. he let out a sigh and walked over to you.He firmly closed the zipper after carefully straightening out the fabric. His hands moved over your shoulders and down your back,and you put one of you put one of your hands over his.

“you look really pretty, my love… we’re in a hurry, so let’s go.”

𝓒𝓱𝓲𝓵𝓭𝓮 — this depends on his mood. either he’d be super giddy, and giggle a bit to himself while zipping up your dress for you. he just thinks it’s so cute that you need help with something so small, and then again he gets to see you in a beautiful dress - why would he not giggle to himself? you turn your back to him as you’re getting ready and ask him to zip you up. the sight of your bare back alone drives him a bit insane because yes, he’s that down bad. he would slowly drag your zipper up, feeling your skin with his fingertips while doing so. when he’s finally done, he leaves a small kiss on your shoulder - a non-vocal promise that he would also be helping you pull the zipper down later. then he would look you in the eye through the mirror, and speak to you in a soft and love-filled voice. he would run his hands up and down your back, tracing every curve and contour with his fingertips. he would then lean in and kiss you deeply, leaving you wanting more. you would both know that the night had only just begun.

“you look beautiful, makes me wanna stay here with you~”

𝓚𝓪𝓮𝔂𝓪 — he’s incredibly handsy. even offers help with putting on your dress. when you decline his generous offer, he pouts, but at least he gets to zip up your dress. As he does so, he makes sure that he kisses you all over. up and down your spine, and across your shoulder. he just desperately wants you to know how much he worships you. when you’re later ready to leave, he will help you put on your shoes as well, with the same amount of playfulness.

“i think you’ve put a spell on me, baby.”

𝓐𝓵𝓫𝓮𝓭𝓸 — when you walk into the room he’s waiting in, he immediately compliments you, telling you how gorgeous you look, only for you to cut him off and say that you need help with the zipper. Without another word, he gets up to help you pull the zipper up. he does so with class, the zipper doesn’t get stuck once. When he finishes, he asks you to turn around for him. You have a flustered smile on your face, and his eyes are so full of love."

“you’re stunning, I wish I could paint this beautiful view”

[neuvislover]

finding sunshine

it rains whenever you're gone. the melusines wonder why.

neuvillette ♡ gn!reader

warnings: lovesick neuvillette, yapping, reader is immortal

notes: sorry everyone im a chronic yapper

"looks like it's going to rain today," trow says. she stares out the grandiose windows of opera epiclese, observing the darkening sky and the piling clouds.

aeife nods. "after all, monsieur neuvillette said that mx [name] won't be visiting for a couple days."

"really?" trow replies, her lavender eyes beginning to wilt as she fiddles with her paws. "that's a shame. mx [name] always has the best souvenirs from their travels..."

the melusines have developed a weather system that relies wholly on you. if you're present, then the skies will be clear. if you're not, then there will be downpour—oftentimes torrential—as if the sky itself were mourning your absence, begging you to return.

"it has always been like that," aeife says. "mx [name] brings sunlight!"

suddenly, neuvillette steps out of his office. the melusines instantly straighten up, their eyes wide with adoration as they trail after the iudex, tiny footsteps echoing throughout opera epiclese.

"monsieur neuvillette!" trow exclaims, "are you taking your lunch break today?"

the iudex nods. "yes, please excuse me for a couple minutes, trow, aeife."

they salute him eagerly before returning to their ranks. the melusines observe neuvillette with great curiosity as he steps outside, surrendering himself to the rain as it drenches his clothes, his skin, his locks. glass beads trickle down wispy, pearl-colored strings, tracing across the bridge of his pale nose and the bones of his cheeks.

neuvillette lets out a lofty sigh. he stands under the rain, relishing in its embrace as his mind wanders a little, yearns a little, as he closes his eyes. droplets kiss his skin as neuvillette retraces the flutter of your lashes and the curl of your lips.

he remembers—vividly—the way your smile would reduce him to a quiet, awestruck mess, the way you would say his name (but it's not even his name, just his surname is enough to make his resolve waver) and the way the world would blank at that. he remembers, and just the thought alone is enough to make something flutter within his stomach, enough to make his heart ache and yearn and pine.

neuvillette supposes—no, he knows that his heart does more than just beat. he knows that his heart does more than sustain life, because closer to him than the blood that courses throughout every part of his body, you are there. you are there in the essence of his soul, the fibers of his being and the water that gives him sustenance. you are there, everywhere and here.

you are in the rain that cherishes his skin, the rain that floods fontaine.

his heart does not simply beat—his heart loves. it loves to the point of extinction, to the point where it threatens to burst from the confines of the ribs that retain it. neuvillette loves to the point where it hurts, where love becomes longing and longing becomes you.

the rain stops—but it doesn't—it continues to fall around him, but where the water once met his eyelids are replaced by a warm, familiar hand.

but neuvillette does not need sight to recognize who it is. he can tell by the callouses adorning your palm, the weathered scars from centuries ago. he can tell by the mere touch of your fingers, firm yet gentle, and the way you don't bother to shield the rest of his face from the rain.

you know him. that realization brings the rain to a standstill. the clouds begin to give way as the sun begins to peek through, engulfing fontaine in its dainty light.

"miss me that much, huh?" you ask, your hand still covering his eyes. although he cannot see you, neuvillette can picture the haughty expression tugging at your features, the toothy grin that brings sovereigns to their knees.

neuvillette can see you even when he can't—that's just how it is, and how it always has been.

"yes," he admits, leaning into your touch. "yes, very much." he does not bother to question why you've returned early, why you didn't sent him a notice in advance. neuvillette does not care—for once—about the technicalities of your return, opting to relish in the fact that you did return, that you are here, with him, in the flesh.

you release your hold on him (not figuratively, never figuratively) as neuvillette stares at you with wide, enamored eyes.

looking directly at the sun is dangerous. the rays emitted from the star can burn holes in one's retinas, damaging their vision and their ability to see.

neuvillette does not care, though. he will continue to look at you directly, to stare into your own eyes—which may be brighter than the sun itself—and brave the rays. what is sight for, if not for beholding you?

"of course," you state matter-of-factly, "what will you do without me?"

the iudex pauses.

"i don't know," he responds truthfully, violet eyes glazing over at the thought.

you brush the side of his face with a tender touch. a small smile etches onto your face as you whisper, "don't be sad. i was just joking."

neuvillette swallows the lump in his throat. how pathetic, for a sovereign like himself to be reduced to a mere fool at your words, your hypotheticals. what will his kin do if they find out he's willing to give up his sight if it means it will belong to you? what will his kin do if they find out he's willing to lose it all, to forget who he is if it means he will become a part of you?

closer to him than his very blood, you are there. you are there in the water that he commands, the water that he cherishes. you are there, always.

the sky clears, and the world halts its weeping. neuvillette sheds his stupor, his grief, as he holds a hand out to take your bag. it's heavy, filled to the brim with various gifts for melusines, he presumes, and neuvillette doesn't even bother suppressing his smile.

"how were your travels?" he asks, as if he doesn't already know. you've sent him multiple letters (at his request) and have elaborated—in striking detail—about how much you loathe the foggy islands of enkanomiya and the harsh climate of dragonspine. if not for his position as iudex, neuvillette wouldn't have let you experience such conditions alone.

the issue is not that you aren't strong, it's the fact that neuvillette is weak. his heart—which beats for you, which lives for you—is weak, his mind reaching the worst of conclusions whenever you are gone for a day later than you told him you'd be. neuvillette is paranoid, he is scared of loss because he fears it will one day be all he knows.

"it was good," you say, and neuvillette nods, urging you to continue. "i'm not done, though. i want to explore sumeru's deserts."

neuvillette shivers at the thought of a desert, but all he can hear of himself is the deafening ring of his ears, the stutter in his chest as bubbles pop in his stomach.

"you're leaving?" he asks, struggling to keep his voice from wavering. "again?"

you offer him a gentle smile. your hand brushes briefly against his, and in those minute moments, neuvillette feels the emotions of a lifetime. yearning becomes longing and longing becomes you, and again, the cycle of rain and sun continues, the constant thump-thump, thump-thump remaining within his chest.

neuvillette has long grown used to your whims. whatever you want, you will find a way—that's just the kind of person you are. the kind of person you've always been.

so he will do what he does best: wait.

"when will you leave?" neuvillette queries, his voice pathetically meek. you merely shrug, a distant expression on your face as neuvillette follows your gaze, pupils tracing over the horizon line and the mountains that border sumeru in the far, far distance.

he wonders what it'd be like to be in the center of your gaze. to be the receiver of your wishful expressions, to be the one you search for amidst the endless sky.

neuvillette wonders what it'd be like if you looked at him with a fraction of how he looks at you—what it'd be like if you missed him, if you thought of him, if you perceived him, even in the slightest.

because to be perceived is to be loved.

"maybe tomorrow," you respond, unsure of yourself. "or the day after. 'm not sure yet, i'll figure it out when the time comes."

he nods, his voice dying in his throat as neuvillette trails after you, following you into opera epiclese. it always goes like this, he thinks, with me following after you. neuvillette is familiar with your silhouette; he thinks he's lived his entire life chasing it, wishing to be in it.

instead of dwelling too much on the future, neuvillette opts to treasure the present. in the comfort of his office, neuvillette offers you various confectionaries he's accumulated throughout the day (all for you, even though he didn't think you were returning today), his hands instinctively coming to set up your favorite chair and unfurl the heavy quilt of your favorite blanket.

even when you're gone, parts of you still live with him, coexisting in the daily happenings that he sometimes overlooks. you live with him in the obnoxious-colored blanket (despite how worn the color is, you still insist on keeping the musty thing) folded neatly on his shelf, in the chair—your favorite chair—remaining stiffly in the corner of his office. you live with him, you always do, in ways beyond tangibility, in ways that are embellished in his very bones.

"looks like it'll be sunny today," trow says. she stares out the grandiose windows of opera epiclese, observing the limitless sky and the egg yolk sun.

aeife nods. "after all, monsieur neuvillette said that mx [name] might be staying for a couple days."

[neuvislover]

☆༉ — 𝓝𝓮𝓾𝓿𝓲𝓵𝓮𝓽𝓽𝓮. A moment that i don’t want to leave.

about. in a shared room, you and neuvilette share a peaceful sleep. you gently wrap your arms around him, squeezing his body with his arms. you gently massage his hair and peck his lips, feeling his pleasure. neuvilette tightens his arms around your waist, allowing you to spend a day together.

tags. fluff, established relationship

I think neuvi is very cuddly during the morning

the small gap between the curtains let the eerily sunshine into yours and your lover shared room. the light shone on your face, disrupting your peaceful sleep. you slightly stretch your arms before being restricted by another pair holding you down.

you look down and see your husband head resting on your chest, sleeping soundly with his lips slightly parted, small puffs of air leaving them with every exhale. you gently re-wrap your arms around his frame as he snuggles closer into your warmth, squeezing you body with his strong arms.

you gently trailed your finger around his face and around his features; the swoop of his nose, the shadows of his eyelashes being casted on his soft cheeks, the slope and curves of his soft, plump lips. you gently run your hands through his soft snow white hair and gently massage his scalp, hearing a soft sigh of pleasure coming from the one snuggling up to you. you gently lean your head down and softly peck his lips. once. twice. thrice. up until you see his eyes soothingly flutter open.

“good morning, hon,” you say with a wide smile as he once again closes his eyes, trying to get back to dreamland but his own wide smile gives him away. “you hungry?”

he snuggles further into your neck and tightens his arms around your waist and throws his legs over yours, not letting you leave his caging in of your body.

you didn’t mind, you really didn’t. it wasn’t often that you and neuvilette could spend a whole day together, let alone a morning, and have a nice lay-in up until whatever time you desired. you gently kissed him on the forehead and happily dozed away.

[neuvislover]

˚₊‧꒰ა𝐍𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐁𝐎𝐀𝐑𝐃໒꒱ ‧₊˚

⸝⸝ ꒰ 𝐊𝐢𝐦𝐢 🌀 ⁞ ˎˊ˗ eighteen teen, any prns +design major. Genshin writer + [n]sfw. neuvilltte’s fav kisser <3.

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⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ this blog contains sfw, nsfw & multifandom works. This is a 16+ blog, if you are below that age range do not interact. most of the time, idk what I'm doing :p

[neuvislover]

˚₊‧꒰ა𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐒໒꒱ ‧₊˚

Just to clear things up, I post whenever I can. My posts will mainly contain from drabbles to hcs.

I do use pet names, mainly like, dear, honey, hun, baba, etc. so if you are uncomfortable with any just let me know

I try my best not to clog up my blog with constant reblogs so a lot of my reblogs

[neuvislover]

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[neuvislover]

˚₊‧꒰ა𝐒𝐔𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒໒꒱ ‧₊˚

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【００２】 Female readers & gender neutral readers only - I will only write for these readers because I mainly write for male characters. I would prefer if you are interested in more mlm fics and works to seek out those blogs on your own. I do not want to write mlm content as it may come off as fetishizing.

【００３】 Only suggestions - Please do not send me an ask, with a huge paragraph detailing a fic you would like or want. I only write fics on my own terms and on my own willingness. I have no problem with suggestions but please do not send a huge specific scenario.

【００４】 Kinks I do & don't - I am more than willing to do, praise, SLIGHT degradation, choking, bondage, roleplay (nothing weird) and devotion kink! I don't do corruption, rape, heavy degradation, harsh dom / sub!

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