Hi love! How have you been doing? How are you feeling? Are you eating well?
Hello dear, I'm alright. I don't like to worry anyone too much so when I'm not feeling too well I tend to leave Tumblr for a week at a time. I'm doing much better now, as for eating well I could be better 😂 I hope you're well and taking care of yourself - thank you for checking in on me sweetie 💜
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Luna, the nicest cat. If any of the other cats try to rumble with her, she flaps a paw once or twice then lazily flops down, lies on her back, yawns and relaxes. Completely black, quiet purrs, round as a bowling ball, back legs look like she’s walking in high heels.
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AAHAHAH, Bexxx my dearest, I have been super emotionally exhausted from work for a couple of weeks, and reading Tongue Tied literally made me laugh out loud! You have no idea how much I needed that! "Horribly burnt and somehow even more horribly dressed" made me giggle like an idiot from the start. Also we totally finally needed someone to put that phone scene to good use. Bless your sinflul soul for doing it. You just made my weekend with that fic. -Furball891
Awe Furball I am so fucking glad that you loved it so much! I am so fucking happy with how it came out! Seriously we really needed a good fic like that, I mean it was right there, how could I not do something with that?! Moreover, how did it take me so long! Sometimes you gotta reach of the inspo and sometimes it is staring you right in the fucking face, you know?
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My favorite of yours is always going to be black swan yandere jimin, that story is seriously out of this world! mind you I had a bad memories when it comes to things, but that story was always stuck on my mind. And it is my favorite yandere story in all tumblr, wattpad, and ao3. Like I write yandere story too and read a lot of it, but I’ve never seen one that is such a heart wrenchingly good yandere. Like damn! You are seriously crazy for that and I love your other stories too but that one is always forever going to be in my heart. I hope you read this! Fighting authornim! You really are a good author! Thank you for making such wonderful stories!
Ah thank you so much! And really? Your favorite across three platforms! Thank you, that really warms my heart 😊💜 It's asks like these that remind me why I should keep writing, this was seriously so sweet and very much needed 💜
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All I Ask of You
title from Phantom of the Opera
Summary: You have a nightmare. Neuvillette comforts you
CW: hurt/comfort, graphic imagery
Word Count: 495
Pairings: Neuvillette x gn!reader
A/N: Please pardon any mistakes I made with this. I wrote this while dead exhausted
The night wind whispers as you take a seat on a bench behind the Palais Mermonia. It and the chirping of far off crickets are the only sounds to be heard. This late in the evening, the last of the workaholics has made their way home, leaving the building behind you dark and lifeless. Even Neuvillette has gone to bed, sleeping away the days worries and stress.
But not you. You look up at the stars, watching them dance silently above the city.As beautiful as they are, a pattern of light across the vast, moonless sky, they aren’t enough to distract you from the unease gnawing at your heart.
Faint images--the lingering memories of the might’s nightmares--force their way to the front of your mind. You shiver, curling in on yourself.
“Y/n?”
A soft voice returns your attention to your immediate surroundings.
You look over your shoulder at your lover. “Neuvie…Did I wake you up?”
“No, love. I woke up to drink some water but you weren’t in bed.”
“Oh. I guess I needed some space to think.”
The sky clouds over and a soft rain begins to fall as Neuvillette sits next to you. The sensation, so familiar after all the time you’ve spent with the dragon, is as comforting as his shoulder brushing against yours.
“A penny for your thoughts, love?”
“It was just a nightmare.”
Neuvillette frowns and takes your hand in his. “Again?”
“Mhmm.”
“Will you tell me about it? Perhaps talking will ease your mind.”
“I don’t know, Neuvie. They were pretty graphic.”
“All the more reason to speak. But if you don’t want to, I won’t make you.”
After a moment’s thought, you lift Neuvillette’s arm and tuck yourself under it, resting your head on his chest.
Neuvillette shifts his weight to accommodate the new position, taking the opportunity to start running deft fingers through your hair.
“It wasn’t anything complicated. Not really. It’s just… I don’t think anyone wants to dream about a person literally tearing their own skin off. The agony on his face…it was revolting.”
You shudder at the memory.
Neuvillette wraps his arm around you, pressing a gentle kiss to the top of your head. “You should have woken me, y/n. There’s no need to suffer alone.”
“You spend all day presiding over court, dealing with Lady Furina, and doing all that paperwork. The last thing I want is to bother you over a stupid nightmare.”
Neuvillette sighs. This argument isn’t a new one to either of you. “I’ve said before, my love, it’s more of a bother to wake up and find you gone.”
“I know. I’m sorry.”
“You don’t need to apologize. I wish I could chase away these nightmares. It worries me, seeing you up so many nights.”
“But you can’t. All I ask is that you hold me when they happen. That helps more than you know.”
“Always, my love. All you ever had to do was ask.”
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