#( ru’s works )

[seivsite]

YOUR OCEAN EYES.

includes: neuvillette x fem!reader. there’s no use of pronouns however reader is referred as “madame”, possibly ooc, reader is shorter than neuvillette — wc: 583

“Monsieur Neuvillette, it is a pleasure to meet you today,” you greeted, tenderly bidding farewell to one of the Melusines whose flowing locks you had just artfully styled.

“And I, to you, madame (Name),” Neuvillette replied, his gaze momentarily stolen by two Melusines peeking mischievously from behind a wall, seemingly cheering him on in his pursuit.

“May I be graced with the pleasure of your time?” he inquired, extending his hand towards you.

“Hmm? Sure, where would you like to go?” you replied, your curiosity piqued. Neuvillette extended his hand, a silent invitation you graciously accepted.

As he led you toward his office, the anticipation in the air was palpable. Once inside, he gestured for you to take a seat on one of the plush couches, taking a seat himself.

“I must express my profound gratitude for your devoted care of the Melusines in recent days,” Neuvillette began, his legs crossing gracefully, his eyes aflame with sincerity.

“Ah, it’s about that,” you responded, feeling a bit caught up in the emotions of the moment. “It wasn’t a problem at all. You’ve been quite busy, and they were genuinely concerned about your well-being. You shouldn’t worry them, you know.”

“Thank you for your concern, although I want to get straight to the point,” Neuvillette continued, retrieving a small box and placing it before you.

“A gift, as a token of my appreciation,” he said with a warm smile. “I hope it pleases you.”

You found yourself pleasantly surprised, the box gleaming with golden engravings that whispered of opulence.

“Is this from you?” you inquired, gently taking hold of the box and inspecting it.

“Some of them are, yes,” Neuvillette replied, his gaze unwavering. “Others are from the Melusines.”

“Thank you!” you exclaimed, a rush of warmth flooding your heart as you moved closer, enfolding Neuvillette in a heartfelt embrace. He rose from his seat, fully receiving your tender hug, though little did you know, you were about to set off a cascade of emotions within him, like a radiant rainbow unfurling outside the window.

“It’s my pleasure,” Neuvillette replied, his hand gently patting your back, his inexperience in such matters evident.

You couldn’t help but giggle as you sensed his bewilderment. “When someone hugs you, you reciprocate like this,” you whispered softly, guiding his arms to enfold you in return. A harmonious symphony of hearts ensued, with his own beating a rapid, unfamiliar rhythm. You contemplated pulling away, but Neuvillette’s hold remained firm.

“Perhaps it may seem impulsive of me, but might we linger in this embrace for just a little longer?” Neuvillette requested, his chin finding a tender resting place upon your head.

You responded with a gentle hum of agreement, planting a playful kiss upon his cheek. A telltale blush adorned his features, and in an attempt to conceal it, he sought refuge in the curve of your neck, eliciting a melodious laugh from you.

“Would you, by any chance, do me the honor of serving your sentence?” you suddenly asked, leaving him momentarily perplexed.

“What sentence?” he inquired, his eyes dancing with curiosity.

"To serve your sentence for the theft of my heart and my unwavering attention," you replied, and in response, Neuvillette chuckled softly, his fingers tenderly sweeping strands of hair away from your face.

“Anchor me, then, to the fathomless depths of the ocean that is your heart, my dearest,” he replied with ardor, his words a poetic vow.

“I promise to cherish and adore her with unwavering sincerity.”

NOTES. i rly liked him after the archon quest so yuh neuvillette’s just a polite man who doesn’t understand why he likes spending time with the reader

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[bamsara]

Stinky overheating dumb dumb Arson vs his superior Desktop PC little sister that he's fighting me to transfer files to

[capricioussun]

they’re besties

[mothcpu]

ms paint & scan variety pack

[fizzytoo]

[arrothededushka]

Whoo hoooo!! Congrats!! And спасибо за ваши прекрасные арты! 😁 (My dad speaks Russian but I only learned a little).

I’d looooove a little artwork for the spicy Crosshair fic I’ve been writing with @lightwise over on my side blog, @spicy-clones

Perhaps Crosshair in a softer expression, about to confess his love to someone for the first time ever? 🥺

[littlebigplanet]

hello shadowgale nation

[clownmitts]

Clingy

[pink-key]

Toby and the author! Do you know Russian?

Short answer, yes, but Tobs - no.

Was this ask an excuse to draw him in some different clothes?

Indeed

[seivsite]

KITTY’S CHARM.

includes: lyney x fem!reader. lyney knows reader but reader doesn’t know lyney, he’s a cat like the one in his hat, soft kisses, fluff, lyney is a flirt & a tease, not proofread — wc: 570

“Ah, hello there, kitty,” you whispered softly, your fingers gently caressing the small cat’s fur.

“What brings you out here all alone?”You picked up the cat, feeling it nuzzle against your knee with a gentle lean.

“Meow〜”

“Alright, little one, I’ll take you home. Just remember, no wreaking havoc on my couch,” you playfully cautioned, cradling the cat tenderly as you made your way back home.

Upon arriving home, the cat gracefully hopped out of your arms, already making itself at ease in its newfound surroundings.

“Why so restless, huh? You’re already at home,” you teased, watching the ebony feline’s paw gently tap at your pants.

As night fell, you embarked on your customary routine—slipping into comfortable pajamas and placing a glass of water on your bedside table. The dark cat followed suit, sauntering into your room and settling onto your bed, finding a cozy spot as you nestled in.

“Come here, kitty,” you coaxed, spreading your arms and the blanket invitingly. The cat nestled in close, its content purrs of delight filling the air as you held it close.

“Goodnight, kitty,” you murmured, bestowing a tender kiss upon its nose before surrendering to a tranquil slumber.

Nestling closer to the warmth beside you, you sleepily enveloped it with your arms.

To your astonishment, you realised an arm in your grasp, and tracing further down, your fingers met another hand. As your eyes shot open in shock, you were met with the sight of an ash-blond man in your bed.

“WHO ARE YOU, AND WHY ARE YOU IN MY BED?!” you exclaimed, launching a pillow at the man, who adeptly evaded it.

“I’m Kitty, or you can call me Lyney," he replied, his innocent smile attempting to defuse the situation.

“The magician? How and why were you a cat?!” you persisted, only to be silenced by his finger pressing gently against your lips.

“Well, Madam, it appears I accidentally imbibed a potion and found myself transformed into a cat. Thankfully, you stumbled upon me and came to my rescue. So, might I offer you anything in return for your kindness?” he inquired playfully, conjuring a rainbow rose in his hand and extending it towards you.

“I’m not… quite sure,” you mused, holding the rose delicately in your hand. Suddenly, you felt his finger gently lifting your chin.

“How about bestowing me with another kiss?” he teased, leaning closer to you.

A rosy hue tinted your cheeks as his enchanting smile held you captive.

“That kiss was meant for the kitty, not you,” you stammered, nervously pressing your lips together.

“Hmm, but I’m still the kitty in human form, aren’t I?” he persisted, his playful tone lingering in the air.

“Come on, just one little kiss,” he pleaded, his eyes sparkling.

“Not a chance.”

“Not even on the cheek?” he pouted, his playful charm impossible to resist.

“Ugh, fine,” you relented, your exasperation evident in a soft groan. You leaned in to plant a swift peck on what you believed to be his cheek, only to find him moving his head, causing your lips to meet his in a surprising twist.

“Thank you for the sweet kiss, my lady,” he whispered, a playful wink accompanying his words.

He chuckled softly as he watched your cheeks turn a delicate shade of red. Your endearing display of shyness only deepened his affection for you, making him fall even more head over heels.

NOTES. he’s very writeable, i keep thinking about cat noir whenever i write about him

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[cwarscars]

me quoting american psycho - "i dont think i can control myself."

[plazmawulf]

Feeling kinda trapped!

[charmixpower]

got any future plans for adding to the child Valtor au, because the more i think about the more i wonder about how his age changes the way he interacts with the characters and vice versa

I cannot tell you how much I've been thinking about child Valtor ever since I made that post

You what a bunch of hcs??? You get a bunch of hcs!!!

Like Winx says that Valtor was made by the ancestral witches, he wasn't born, and he actively trashes against the control the ancestral witches have on him and they straight up help Bloom kill him for the kicks?? And it's like, just there? I love it but it's so easy to kill off Valtor bc he has control over his actions and he's an adult and you don't get to sit with these uncomfortable implications due to that. The tragedy has already happened, it's passed, you don't have to look at it. You know??? Not anymore, we all hurt forever

Can you imagine being Daphne??? Seeing Valtor hiding behind Belladonna's leg, this child. Can't be older than 11. Fighting your fellow Nymph's, and you can't even think about that, pay attention to that, because you need to fight Belladonna and protect your planet. This wasn't a priority, that child those evil women created wasn't a priority. How would you ever recover??

The company of light is made up of educators, people who dedicated their life to children. A stutter, a small child's eyes winding in panic. None of them could follow though. It was safer to kill him, he was made, he doesn't have a soul, it was the right option. They send him to the Omega dimension instead

He wakes up from the ice to see Belladonna's cold eyes staring back at him. She doesn't look the exact same but he knows that smile and he knows those eyes. He'd recognize his mother anywhere. He does what he's told for new Belladonna too, not that he knows why. Icy has plans, plans he's supposed to help out with

He clings to Bloom. Her magic feels like his, she's the only person who could begin to understand how he feels. She was chosen too, right? She gets it doesn't she? How could she not. He just wants someone, anyone to understand him, to help him. He couldn't tell you what he wants help with. The Ancestral Witches say he's loyal to them, and he's never been able to disagree with them before

He doesn't like the winx, he's never shared in his life and is loathed to start now. He plays tricks and schemes and never kills them. He mains, he disables, he distracts. This is fun. He's never had a true enemy, rival. The company of light wanted to defeat his mother's, these are his fights. It's fun, he wants to keep them

(You ever think about the amount of times Valtor could of straight up killed the winx or put his mark on them and he just kinda doesn't and then gives their romantic rivals a love potion??? Bc I do. That was weird and the entire reason this au exists. Like Valtor basically made the perfect opportunities for the winx to get their Enchantix by never directly trying to kill them. It's almost funny)

Valtor is completely incapable of free will but he does experience desires and he has the ability to think for himself. One of the winx asks him why he's doing all of this and he literally can't answer, he doesn't want to, he doesn't want to be here, but he does? That's why he's doing it, right? And the girlies get a front row seat to a child gaslighting themselves to cope with their inability to control their own actions

He wants to be powerful! The most powerful person in the dimension! Then he could do whatever he wants! Then he would be free! At least that's what he tells himself (he knows it's not true, but children are allowed to have their fantasies)

They could extinguish kill. He barely came up to Bloom's chest, and they could just extinguish him. If Bloom pulled at the fire element in his body and Aisha the water they could pull him apart. Making a soul sounded impossible and has never been done before but that's the only way to release the Ancestral Witches control on Valtor, so they'll do it

[preservationofnormalcy]

Hey, Eurasian colleague here again and I've got some mixed news! I think your AbTech guys will like it: RUS IoE has declassified a lot of their BAIK historical documents and my EUEA division got our hands on some of them. We've got green light to publicly share it, so here's the first page from a manual on RASputIN that I've got:

It doesn't really have anything out of the ordinary, as far as the ordinary goes in BAIK. But with how RUS IoE is declassifying their RASputIN documents, rumors go around the office that they're planning on completely getting rid of him. Like, physically getting rid of all his parts. Some also worry that some idiot might try and boot it up again and considering how the soviets were very worried about RASputIN's cognitohazards, my concern is that if it happens, RASputIN might repeat what he did in 1982 (i.e. spread cognitohazards through the USSR by altering films and movies with the help of an intern).

I just want to hear what OPN and you think about the whole situation. I don't want the Russians getting rid of RASputIN completely, since it can be used for research, but at the same time, I also don't want documents with instructions on how to operate, and possibly rebuilt, the AI going around. Cheers from Eurasia!

Oh. Wow.

I had…heard about the declassification, it’s part of an agreement with the Office here, but I hadn’t looked at the BAIK documents yet, they haven’t been translated.

There were rumors of RASPUTIN’s cognitohazardous capabilities. Wolf Messing placed a lot of value on Memetics. I remember something with Brezhnev…but this is on another level. I had no idea. I wonder if…

Destroyed, though. We’d been asking for custody of his physical components for years, I wouldn’t have thought they’d….

Thank you for this. I have to go ask some questions.

[tp50pi]

jett and gekko fanart for people on tt

[arrothededushka]

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