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checking out the iudex in the locker room 👁️👁️ #neuwriolette

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#neuwriolette sharkman wriothesley saves the prettiest naval captain he's ever seen (⁠ ⁠ꈍ⁠ᴗ⁠ꈍ⁠)
drawn for @nvwrnvzine.bsky.social ! get the zine from nvwrnvevents.itch.io !

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My piece for the @nvwrnvzine.bsky.social zine in collaboration with @misila.bsky.social who made a very emotional fanfic 💛

🔗 You can DOWNLOAD the FULL ZINE here:
nvwrnvevents.itch.io

📖 And read Misila's fic here:
archiveofourown.org/works/77571386

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#neuvithesley #wriolette #neuwriolette

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Étreinte Gelée - A neuviwrioneuvi fanzine

Myosotis - written by Misila

It started, as tragedies often do, with small things.

A misplaced pen, a report left unsigned, the name of the Coupon Cafeteria’s manager dissolving on the tip of his tongue. Nothing alarming. Wriothesley was a busy man with a knack for running numbers in the back of his mind—so what if he missed a detail every now and then? It was never important matters.

That one time he travelled to the Court for tea three days in a row and found himself with five boxes of dried-up leaves piled up in his office became a memorable anecdote told to his husband on a rare lazy morning. Wriothesley joked that he subconsciously wanted to surpass the impressive batch Neuvillette had once brought from Chenyu Vale and Neuvillette blushed to the tip of his ears, leading to laughter, shared kisses and limbs tangled in sheets and sunlight until noon.

Tags: Heavy Angst · Tragedy · Alzheimer's Disease

Étreinte Gelée - A neuviwrioneuvi fanzine Myosotis - written by Misila It started, as tragedies often do, with small things. A misplaced pen, a report left unsigned, the name of the Coupon Cafeteria’s manager dissolving on the tip of his tongue. Nothing alarming. Wriothesley was a busy man with a knack for running numbers in the back of his mind—so what if he missed a detail every now and then? It was never important matters. That one time he travelled to the Court for tea three days in a row and found himself with five boxes of dried-up leaves piled up in his office became a memorable anecdote told to his husband on a rare lazy morning. Wriothesley joked that he subconsciously wanted to surpass the impressive batch Neuvillette had once brought from Chenyu Vale and Neuvillette blushed to the tip of his ears, leading to laughter, shared kisses and limbs tangled in sheets and sunlight until noon. Tags: Heavy Angst · Tragedy · Alzheimer's Disease

Myosotis, a fic written for @nvwrnvzine.bsky.social in collaboration with @sirbranch.bsky.social and their amazing art.

Read the fic (ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ*:・゚ archiveofourown.org/works/77571386

Download and enjoy the full zine (ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ*:・゚ nvwrnvevents.itch.io

#neuvithesley #wriolette #neuwriolette

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Guess who's done with the pages 🔥

#neuvithesley #neuwriolette

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[ #GenshinImpact #NeuWrioLette 🌧️⛓️🌧️ 🔞 ]
Wriothesley talks Neuvillette into letting him control his orgasm.
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▶️ 'by the strange pull'
▶️ 1.9k words
▶️ non-traditional omegaverse
▶️ kinktober day 1: orgasm control

- Read here on AO3!

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#neuwriolette afterwork hours 🧐

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Neuvillette was staring at him with such warm curiosity, and Wriothesley could feel his heart pounding in his ears. But instead of something incredibly romantic like, I would go anywhere for you, to the ends of the world, because I’m so madly in love with you I can hardly stand it anymore, he said, “I was hoping for a dance.”

Neuvillette was staring at him with such warm curiosity, and Wriothesley could feel his heart pounding in his ears. But instead of something incredibly romantic like, I would go anywhere for you, to the ends of the world, because I’m so madly in love with you I can hardly stand it anymore, he said, “I was hoping for a dance.”

Happy birthday @archonsoflove.bsky.social !! A neuvillette and wriothesley fic with regency vibes and ballroom dancing, dynamic neutral 🫶 #neuwriolette

archiveofourown.org/works/71383636

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A sexy page for today's update hehe ~

🔗▶️ www.patreon.com/posts/doujin...

#neuwriolette

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Page 11 of the doujinshi in early access on Patreon.

Inexperienced Monsieur hoho ~

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#neuwriolette

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Page 10 of the doujinshi in early access on Patreon ~

🔗▶️ www.patreon.com/posts/doujin...

#neuwriolette

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Carving Out Our Place in the World - Chapter 1 - Dracoduceus, Kalikuks - 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game) [Archive of Our Own] An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Carving Out Our Place in the World
#Neuwriolette sequel to For You are All the World
Rated: E
Chapters 2/?
Mind the Tags <3
archiveofourown.org/works/691471...

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Added Wrio's much needed body hair and some glow for Neuvi
#neuvithesley #neuwriolette

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#wriolette #neuvithesley #neuwriolette

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like love, silent

2.1k words | wriolette | rated g

“How was the dinner?”

Neuvillette pulled up the blankets and made sure Dora was properly tucked in.

“Dreadfully tedious.” Once Wriothesley slipped beneath the covers on the other side of the bed, Neuvillette reached over their daughter to take a hold of his hand. “You should have come.”

Wriothesley exhaled a bit more forcefully than what what the situation required. “And leave Dora with Helga again?”

like love, silent 2.1k words | wriolette | rated g “How was the dinner?” Neuvillette pulled up the blankets and made sure Dora was properly tucked in. “Dreadfully tedious.” Once Wriothesley slipped beneath the covers on the other side of the bed, Neuvillette reached over their daughter to take a hold of his hand. “You should have come.” Wriothesley exhaled a bit more forcefully than what what the situation required. “And leave Dora with Helga again?”

like love, silent

📖 Neuvillette returns from a formal dinner to a quiet home, his sleeping husband the realisation of how much he's missing.
📖 98% fluff.
📖 Romance/Family
📖 They have a baby okay

(ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ*:・゚ archiveofourown.org/works/68698086

#wriolette #neuwriolette

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New pages of my #neuwriolette doujinshi in early access on Patreon ~

🔗▶️ www.patreon.com/posts/doujin...

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#wriolette #neuvithesley #neuwriolette
I tried my hand at designing Neuvi and Wrio MTG cards.
Wondering if I should do more. I know how to play Hearthstone and Pokemon too.

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Post image The moon peeks through the shreds of clouds left from recent rain when they walk out of the house. Its silver gaze catches on the fine brooch pinned to the lapel of Neuvillette’s suit and he reflexively touches it with tremulous fingertips.

He takes a deep breath, petrichor spreading deep within his lungs, grounding him despite the faint pang of pain stabbing through his chest. Neuvillette finds reassurance in the winding relief of the horned serpent Wriothesley gifted him what feels like a lifetime ago, in the solidness of the handle of his cane, a firm support steadying the faint ache of a knee that doesn’t enjoy rainy weather quite as much.

Any other day—any other year, Neuvillette wouldn’t spare his bad leg a second thought. The pain is mild, as far as flare-ups go, and he never dances at Madame Euphrasie’s birthday anyway; but having an extra excuse at hand is never bad.

But tonight, there is no room for mistakes.

The moon peeks through the shreds of clouds left from recent rain when they walk out of the house. Its silver gaze catches on the fine brooch pinned to the lapel of Neuvillette’s suit and he reflexively touches it with tremulous fingertips. He takes a deep breath, petrichor spreading deep within his lungs, grounding him despite the faint pang of pain stabbing through his chest. Neuvillette finds reassurance in the winding relief of the horned serpent Wriothesley gifted him what feels like a lifetime ago, in the solidness of the handle of his cane, a firm support steadying the faint ache of a knee that doesn’t enjoy rainy weather quite as much. Any other day—any other year, Neuvillette wouldn’t spare his bad leg a second thought. The pain is mild, as far as flare-ups go, and he never dances at Madame Euphrasie’s birthday anyway; but having an extra excuse at hand is never bad. But tonight, there is no room for mistakes.

Flight and Shelter

🍇 Rated E
🍇 Modern, No-Vision Teyvat AU
🍇 #wriolette / #neuvithesley / #neuwriolette
🍇 Romance
🍇 Angst

Last chapter! 7.8k words

(ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ*:・゚ archiveofourown.org/works/585050...

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Neuvillette this lucky man.

#neuwriolette

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( ˶˘ ³˘)♡

#neuwriolette

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It's SO weird to write about New Year in July, guys.

#SixSentenceSunday #wriolette #neuvithesley #neuwriolette

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Post image Neuvillette spots the car entering his estate from the aquarium room. He hobbles along the hallways toward the entrance, so eager to have Wriothesley in his arms that the bite of the cold weather in his knee hardly bothers him as his hands find his partner’s stunned frame, anxious.

“…Hey there.” Wriothesley laughs as Neuvillette’s cane falls behind him forgotten—he is a little pale under the faint traces of last summer’s tan, but seems otherwise unharmed. “Good to see you too.”

“Are you alright?” Neuvillette’s touch keeps wandering, impatient, across Wriothesley’s face, down his scarred neck, his chest. There is nothing out of the ordinary under his fingertips; and yet—… “Captain Chevreuse informed me about the incident, but she didn’t say—…”

His voice dies down when Wriothesley grabs his hands, gives them a gentle squeeze.

Neuvillette spots the car entering his estate from the aquarium room. He hobbles along the hallways toward the entrance, so eager to have Wriothesley in his arms that the bite of the cold weather in his knee hardly bothers him as his hands find his partner’s stunned frame, anxious. “…Hey there.” Wriothesley laughs as Neuvillette’s cane falls behind him forgotten—he is a little pale under the faint traces of last summer’s tan, but seems otherwise unharmed. “Good to see you too.” “Are you alright?” Neuvillette’s touch keeps wandering, impatient, across Wriothesley’s face, down his scarred neck, his chest. There is nothing out of the ordinary under his fingertips; and yet—… “Captain Chevreuse informed me about the incident, but she didn’t say—…” His voice dies down when Wriothesley grabs his hands, gives them a gentle squeeze.

Flight and Shelter

🍰 Rated E
🍰 Modern, No-Vision Teyvat AU
🍰 #wriolette / #neuvithesley / #neuwriolette
🍰 Romance
🍰 Angst

Chapter 39: 7.8k words

(ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ*:・゚ archiveofourown.org/works/585050...

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[ #GenshinImpact #NeuWrioLette 🌧️⛓️🌧️ 🔞 ]
Wriothesley accosts Neuvillette in his office one night wearing a maid outfit.
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▶️ 'by the strange pull'
▶️ 2.2k words
▶️ non-traditional omegaverse

- Read here on AO3!

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#SixSentenceSunday except it's Saturday because time is an illusion. Lil peek to the story's penultimate chapter :3

#wriolette #neuvithesley #neuwriolette

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Post image “I am pleased with recent developments.”

“Right.” Wriothesley’s smile doesn’t fall, but his voice comes out quieter when he asks: “What do you want to do, once we get home?”

Sleep. Though Neuvillette has done so plenty at the hospital, there is a fundamental difference between a mandatory slumber facilitated by drugs and spending all the time he wants resting in his own bed, without being bothered by nurses and steps and beds being wheeled along the hallway a paper thin wall away.

But he has a more urgent craving.

“Wash my hair. Properly.” Wriothesley raises an amused eyebrow. “It smells like cough syrup.”

Wriothesley huffs out a quiet laughter. “Not a fan of dry shampoo, huh.”

“I am pleased with recent developments.” “Right.” Wriothesley’s smile doesn’t fall, but his voice comes out quieter when he asks: “What do you want to do, once we get home?” Sleep. Though Neuvillette has done so plenty at the hospital, there is a fundamental difference between a mandatory slumber facilitated by drugs and spending all the time he wants resting in his own bed, without being bothered by nurses and steps and beds being wheeled along the hallway a paper thin wall away. But he has a more urgent craving. “Wash my hair. Properly.” Wriothesley raises an amused eyebrow. “It smells like cough syrup.” Wriothesley huffs out a quiet laughter. “Not a fan of dry shampoo, huh.”

Flight and Shelter

🫧 Rated E
🫧 Modern, No-Vision Teyvat AU
🫧 #wriolette / #neuvithesley / #neuwriolette
🫧 Romance
🫧 Angst

Chapter 38: 6k words

(ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ*:・゚ archiveofourown.org/works/585050...

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late-stage cravings

4,7k words | Neuvillette/Wriothesley | Rated E 

“You don’t need anybody’s permission to take the weekend off.”

Now that was an argument Neuvillette had never liked.

“Nobody is above the law; I am the—…”

“Pregnant.” Sedene folded her arms, her features harder than such a round face should be able to. “You’re pregnant, Monsieur.”

late-stage cravings 4,7k words | Neuvillette/Wriothesley | Rated E “You don’t need anybody’s permission to take the weekend off.” Now that was an argument Neuvillette had never liked. “Nobody is above the law; I am the—…” “Pregnant.” Sedene folded her arms, her features harder than such a round face should be able to. “You’re pregnant, Monsieur.”

late-stage cravings

🌤️ Rated E
🌤️ Pregnant sex but not what you're probably thinking
🌤️ ...and a lil angst
🌤️ #neuvithesley, within a general switching #neuwriolette dynamics

(ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ*:・゚ archiveofourown.org/works/66796852

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Waiting on Wrio, now with lines.
Thanks be to Haze Long for brushes 🙏
#Neuvithesley #Neuwriolette

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So stupidly sappy 😩

#SixSentenceSunday #Wriolette #Neuvithesley #Neuwriolette

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Some dragon Neuvi as a treat, from my WIP for the latest chapter of Inexorable as the Tide
#Neuvithesley #neuwriolette #wriolette #wriollette

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How many times had Wriothesley wished someone cared, how many times had someone protected him in his life?  He could not remember, but there was Neuvillette offering him something unthinkable, his usually gentle and impassive gaze burning with something unnamed, some fury he couldn’t understand.  

Wriothesley had never thought himself a man of particular faith, despite his Vision, despite everything.  But perhaps that was because somewhere in his heart, he had always worshiped one man.  

He was on his knees suddenly, arms around Neuvillette's waist, face buried in his robes.  One of the decorations on the collar tapped against his cheek.  Breath heaved in his chest, the scent and sensation of clear water droplets smattering against his skin as if he stood on the shore watching the surf roll in.

“Sovereign.  You’re…you’re, you’re really a Sovereign.”  He breathed in, feeling that power all around him, finally, finally understanding what it meant.  It was not oppressive, it was welcoming, a caress.  It did not force him down or bow him against the floor, it uplifted, held him, buoyed him.

How many times had Wriothesley wished someone cared, how many times had someone protected him in his life?  He could not remember, but there was Neuvillette offering him something unthinkable, his usually gentle and impassive gaze burning with something unnamed, some fury he couldn’t understand.   Wriothesley had never thought himself a man of particular faith, despite his Vision, despite everything.  But perhaps that was because somewhere in his heart, he had always worshiped one man.   He was on his knees suddenly, arms around Neuvillette's waist, face buried in his robes.  One of the decorations on the collar tapped against his cheek.  Breath heaved in his chest, the scent and sensation of clear water droplets smattering against his skin as if he stood on the shore watching the surf roll in. “Sovereign.  You’re…you’re, you’re really a Sovereign.”  He breathed in, feeling that power all around him, finally, finally understanding what it meant.  It was not oppressive, it was welcoming, a caress.  It did not force him down or bow him against the floor, it uplifted, held him, buoyed him.

Sneak peek of chapter 5 of archiveofourown.org/works/651260...
Wrio figures things out, and they finally talk about things.
#wriolette #wriollette #neuvithesley #neuwriolette

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