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rookmeo · 2 months
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neuvilette + wanderer reply icons (for anon)
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bellatrixdulac · 8 months
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What do you mean Neuvilette is his surname?? What do you mean we don't know his name? But most importantly, who gave a Dragon a surname? Did he just pick it himself? Was it the dragon overload Apep mentioned? He has parents? Was he adopted as a young hatchling Chief Justice and his adoptive parents gave him a surname?
I have so many questions.
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ink-ami · 6 months
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Get yourself someone that warms up around you like Neuvillette warms up when melusines are involded.
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dearbraus · 6 months
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Monstrous Oddities ࿐
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— Neuvillette, Wriothesley, Lyney.
⊹ Details. 18+ minors dni, gn!afab!reader, monster fucking, diphallia (multiple cocks), dragon dicks, double penetration, marking (Neuvi), knotting, doggy style, semi public sex, daddy/sir kink (Wrio), barbed penis, overstimulation, phone sex, pussy whipped Lyney, creampies, unprotected sex, animalistic urges, dragon!neuvi, dogboy!wrio, catboy!lyney general dick headcanons. ⊹ Run time. 1.2k ⊹ Note. This came to me at 2am after reading some other headcanons I previously wrote. Enjoy <3
Dick Headcanons —
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꧁ Neuvillette - Two is better than one ꧂
Specifications: 12”, scaled and slightly ribbed, thin tapered heads that’s perfect for kissing your cervix, and full, heavy balls twitch when you suck on them.
❥ Most presumed that aside from his pointed ears and penchant for plain water, that Monsieur Neuvillette was more human than dragon— they’d be incorrect of course but that’s knowledge only you get to relish in. ❥ Beneath his perfectly tailored slacks lay not one but two cocks. The peculiarities don’t end there, however, his cocks are slightly ribbed and scaly in a way that resembles a fish's scales. His cocks are tinged blue near his pelvis but the colouration is lost amongst the neatly trimmed puff of his pearly white pubes that trails up his abdomen. ❥ In spite of his years, Neuvillette is still rather unaccustomed to human convention. It took seeing your shocked expression to realize that most weren’t as well endowed as he was, nor were they likely to have two girthy cocks. So, it takes him a bit to learn how your body reacts to him and just how much you’re able to take. He’s willing to learn, he’s nothing if not dutiful and gentle. ❥ He learns that to take one of his cocks he’ll need to work you open with a couple of his thick fingers first. That is, of course, after he’s warmed you up with his forked, serpentine tongue that nearly engulfs the whole of your aching cunt. And that you’re sure to squirt if grinds his second cock into your throbbing clit as he fucks you. Since taking even one of his cocks is a challenge, more often than not, Neuvillette uses his second cock to stimulate your clit while his mouth is busy sucking and licking the tender skin of your neck and chest. He can’t help it, the need to leave you covered in signs of him is far too strong, that’s why he cums in and on your pussy. ❥ Once you’ve gotten used to the stretch, can take it with ease, and are feeling a little adventurous, Neuvillette doesn’t waste the chance to split you open on both of his cocks. Seeing you so full of him stirs something primal within him. It’s a feeling he doesn’t often allow himself to indulge him but it claws its way out of his chest with you. The urge to remind you that you’re his, and only his gets muddled between kisses to your tear stained cheeks. You’re his perfect pet, you take him so well, and he’ll be sure to remind you.
꧁ Wriothesley - The duke is a dog ꧂
Specifications: 8”, rosy, round bulbous head, girthy, with a thick knot nestled amongst a thatch of unruly, dark curls that drives him wild when you tug on them.
❥ Wriothesley’s sharp canines aren’t the only wolfish things about him. Below his belt resides a truly monstrous cock. You think it’s rather titillating, your mouth waters just at the sight of his fat knot but Wrio was rather weary, he knew it was a bit peculiar and didn’t want to scare you away. Those worries didn’t last too long. ❥ Jerking off was always a bit tiresome for Wrio. His knot ached to inflate inside of a warm, wet hole so his calloused, spit slick hands never satisfied that need. The first time he fucked you, he nearly came after pushing the tip in. Wrio was so sensitive, he hadn’t cum properly in far too long. He nearly tore your silk sheets from how tightly he gripped them as he willed himself to sink his cock a little deeper into your pussy. He wasn’t much a believer in Celestia but he felt like he ascended that first time … and every time after that. ❥ He didn’t knot you until you’d been together for two years. Though you swore you could take, that you wanted to take it, Wrio always worried he’d lose control. It wasn’t a feeling he liked. Wriothesley liked feeling in control, he liked how you willingly submitted to him, hushed cries of “daddy” or “sir” never far from your lips, adoration pooling within the depths of your eyes. But, he was grateful he loosened the reins. ❥ One stress filled evening snowballed into you splayed across his desk at the fortress, your puffy, aching cunt slick and throbbing with need for him on display. You were so wet, moaning so loudly for him, it was almost too easy for him to slip his knot into your weeping hole. Your wanton whimpers were forever burned into his memory as it began to swell inside of you, his rough skinned hands roaming all over your body as his teeth dug into the flesh of your shoulder. Your eyes glazed over and a shudder wracked through your body as he filled your cunt with his seed. He knew then that he spent far too long depriving himself and you. ❥ Wriothesley was gone after that, he just couldn’t go on knowing how sweet you sounded as you squealed and begged for him while filled with his knot and cum. Maybe he was greedy but you loved being his cockdrunk pup. So, it was a win-win.
꧁ Lyney  - He has more tricks up his sleeves ꧂
Specifications: 5”, veiny, sensitive head, equally sensitive barbs, kissable hip bones, and a leaky tip that’s just begging for your kisses.
❥ While his sister Lynette possessed most of the outward cat-like traits that was carried down their lineage, most of Lyney’s feline genetics poked through in his personality and behaviour, except for his cock. His pretty, blush pink cock was barbed near the base. He once read that they were meant to aid mating but he found that they made his cock far too sensitive to touch. He could only bear to lightly graze the tips of his fingers over his shaft most days. More often than not, Lyney came untouched, blowing his load in his underwear from the friction of the fabric alone. ❥ The first time you sucked his cocked, he cried from how good it felt, pushing your head down until you gagged. He didn’t even realise he was doing it, far too blissed out to notice until afterward (to which he spent the next five minutes fawning over you and apologising). Now, Lyney didn’t fancy himself a hedonist but he quickly became addicted to the way you laved your tongue over his barbs, and grazed your teeth over the sensitive flesh. ❥ Lyney became overstimulated every time the two of you fucked. Though, that didn’t stop him from pushing himself past the point of sanity so that you’d cum on his cock. He felt selfish otherwise, and he found nothing more satisfying than bringing you to completion whether it be with his fingers, mouth, cock, or one of the many toys the two of you seemed to amass. So, even if he was on the brink of blacking out from the pleasure, his cock pink and raw, he was going to fuck you were just as far gone as he was. Even if it took hours. ❥ Sometimes he found himself getting hard just thinking about you. The mind was a fickle thing, it too often loved to play tricks. Like making Lyney’s innocent thoughts trickle into passion filled memories that left him aching and needy for you. He’d call you far too late into the night just to hear your voice as ground his palm against the weepy tip of cock, musing how much he missed the feel of your skin against his. He may have been cumbrained and addicted to your sweet cunt, but he was still a romantic.
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amosprinz · 4 months
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happy year of the dragon rawr! :3c
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mysticmiav · 1 month
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Neuvifuri been on the brain lately
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121231212i · 8 months
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Genshin Impact | Matching Icons
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ellievenus · 9 months
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Cuddles and Pets
Characters: Lyney, Neuvillette x Gender!Neutral Reader.
A/N: I felt soft so i wrote fluff, wow ellie writing fluff!?!!?? wowoeoeooeowowowo not proofread its 2 am 🤯
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Lyney who lets you draw on his skin. He especially loves the way you draw his cat mascot, you really love that thing. Even made yourself a bag in it’s likeness, keep cooing over it and he’s gonna get jealous~
He can be a cat, he’ll meow for you, he can rub up on you and demand affection! He can be even cuter!
“Lyney… why are you being so unusually cute?” You smile as you stroke his soft hair as gently as your fingers can, careful to not disturb his peace while you’re reading a book and he’s cuddling you. His face is buried between where your neck and shoulders meet, you hear him huff and giggle at the warm sensation. Making him smile and look up at you, rewarding you with a cosy and lazy smile.
“Just wanted my beloved superstar’s attention and affection, is that so wrong?” He asked, dragging out the ‘o’ in ‘wrong’ so sweetly you think he sounds like a cat that’s purring.
You can’t help it, your cat lover instincts kick in and you start giving him gentle scritches under his chin, making him cuddle into you even more. It’s like he’s trying to melt your bodies together, he’s holding onto you tightly but not to a point that it’s uncomfortable.
You smile and leave him to rest, and you swear to the 7 archons above that you hear and feel him purr. You don’t want him to stop though, so you keep it to yourself.
Neuvillette
You have the Chief Of Justice of Fontaine laying his head on your lap while laying in your shared bed like it’s the most natural thing.
It is. to him.
It’s raining in Fontaine, your beloved has been burdened for a few days now but always keeping it to himself until it gets too much to bear and you find yourself in a similar scenario yet again, letting him silently process his emotions while giving him the comfort he needs.
Stroking his hair, making sure to be extremely gentle on the thick blue parts, they always feel more like second skin but you never comment on it, you run his hand up and down on his back gently and as comfortingly as you can. Letting him bask in your warmth, the warmth that his body lacks and the warmth he yearns for so much every day.
You allow him to bask in your warmth, your gentle touches sending sparks under his skin while rain gently taps on the windows.
He doesn’t need to talk, he knows you can understand him, you know what he needs, you’re his other half. You complete each other, and he couldn’t be more thankful for having a person he can always fall back on, someone he can always trust.
Someone he feels safe with.
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blueparadis · 8 months
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╰┈➤ BLOODSTREAM ✦ NEUVILLETTE.
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⟣ ──┈ · · · + synopsis ➢ Neuvillette has always avoided you when he is in heat, more like ghosted you but not this time, not when you are knocking at his doorstep to take care of him.
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⟣ ──┈ · · · + cw ➣fem!redaer, abo dynamic,heavy marking, nipple stimulation, blood k!nk, cockwarming, knotting, piv + unprotected, monsterfucking, mention of rut, oral acts, mild dub-con; 1k word count. | blog navigation + koct’23 masterlist. |
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There is a rustle of rumor amongst the people in Fontaine ever since you came to Fontaine in search of work, that Monsieur Neuvilette has a separate chamber, adjacent to his main office, where he spends his time when in a rut. Some people even say that he is just a pesky knockoff of god, inhuman, a puppet and so many more just because he enacts impartial judgment devoid of any feelings and emotions. But you begged to differ. They have not seen him closely like you. They have not seen him soaking himself wet when the sky weeps. They have not seen him when he is in your embrace. Like now.
Your fingers partly cover your face leaving room for the eyes as you inhale deeply, moaning and feeling a stinging pain inside your lower belly that makes you arch your head backward with a long inhaling moan. This is perhaps the fifth time he has made you cum and just by eating you out, surlping your juices and fingering your whole. You have lost track of it since every time you feel less sane, less human. As you gradually straighten your head again, accompanied by cloudy vision, shaky breaths, and sweaty skin you see Neuvillette licking the wounds on your supple skin. They are just love bites, you remind yourself feeling the sharp end of his fangs graze along your boobline. His tongue encircles around your pebbled nipple making you moan again. 
“Monsieur Neuvilette, Are you feeling better now?” you ask feeling his fangs sit along your boobline. He does not bite. He never does yet you find yourself crawling back to those evenings when he would keep you in his embrace, let his teeth touch your skin whenever he kisses you. He is cautious around you. You do not understand why he is like that even though there is no risk if he crosses the line more than that. Your relationship with the iudex is ambiguous at best, but those little moments always come back to haunt you. He has never fucked you before; sure there were intimate moments but never went to the point of sex. It is frustrating at times given he has confided so many things in you.
Neuvillette mouth pauses, hung open around your boob.He does not answer but rather poses a question.“Why did you come here again?” You recall having a need to visit him to submit some papers and also, to get some official papers signed by him. You wince as his tongue lapped over one of your wounds. “Remember. You asked for this.” He states before taking your nipple in his mouth, pulling it away by holding it with his lips. He is careful not to let his fangs touch, not to get swayed by desire. 
You do not deny any of it. It is true that you came to visit him during his rut when he strictly forbade you do so. Not only you but it is forbidden to visit him in his inner chambers for a certain time span once or twice in every month. Curiosity got the best of you, and the pressure of piles of papers had you totally forgotten about this rule. Breaking rule in Fontaine is not tolerated at any cost but perhaps once the chief justice regains himself he might punish you; maybe he is already doing it. 
“I know. I’m aware.” You exclaim and he holds you by your waist, curling his arms around them letting his eyes fall upon you. They seem to sparkle or maybe it is just the lightning. “I’m just a beta. There is nothing to worry about of we … if we.” 
Such a naive little thing you are. You stutter to say the very thing you wanna do. It makes his stone-cold heart warm. “You know nothing. But need not worry, I’ll give you a taste of it,” he whispers in your ears before focusing on what he was doing before. Your innocence tempts his desires so much. You try to laugh it off but then he says, “The rumours, they are not just rumours. Rumours grow when some of it is at least true, won’t you agree?” He arches you a little to align his cock with your entrance. You do not resist as he pushes his cock inside you.
The tip of his cock hits deep inside you as his knot starts to mature making you shut, tears pooling at the corner of them. His palms latched around your waist and they almost covered your whole waist now. His touch is cold, slippery, and wet. Neuvillette starts to make you bob up and down his cock as his cock grows inside you. The scales on his arms which you have so longed to see before were now slowly developing. He was transitioning. You want to see him but something blocks your eyes. It is not his hands, they are on your waist. A rumor that is shaping into a reality. 
You moan and whimper as you feel another orgasm approaching. You can feel his high emerging too but you can not see. Your eyes are wrapped with something but you can not focus on what it is because his cock is hitting your sweet spot with so much precision that all the pain you have endured so far is now becoming pleasurable. Hot spurs of liquid shoot inside of you while his fangs sink at the dip of your neck, biting and sucking your blood. You can feel it. The flow of your blood from your vein to his mouth. You can even hear him gulp. You think you are going to lose consciousness but you did not. 
You can see him now. His true form is in full glory. “You’re mine now.”  He exclaims letting his tongue clean the blood over your neck as he twirls and swings his tail. “It will take a while for me to get back to my human form. You can rest now.” he says, guiding your head along his nape as he keeps himself busy licking those two symmetrical wounds clean. It does not hurt, nor sting. Maybe it is him who is healing it.
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animatorroseoak · 7 months
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I stared at tragic renaissance paintings while drawing this
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idlkey · 2 months
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omfg im obsessed w these two
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hopiufame · 8 months
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I brought this back but also holding off on the second half of the archon quest till my friends catch up
Also the last page is a comic i forgot to post here a while ago
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ink-ami · 7 months
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Furina's own menacing aura
Based on one of Furina's voice lines shared by the official Twitter: "Fontaine's opera house has seen several reforms, and with each reform, opposition was to be expected. french people after all As I remember, crowds would often gather in the opera house making a ruckus... That one time, it became so loud my ears were ringing. I frightened them by stating, "I forbid anyone from discussing such pointless matters !", I clearly remember Neuvillette tapping his cane on the ground at that precise moment while the whole place immediately fell silent. Sometimes I can't help but inadvertently show my intimidating side... I hope my people understands."
The drawing's messy, even for a shitpost, but I have to sleep before tomorrow morning and pulling for our dear archon! I also have to work but give up on making my brain forget Genshin for two seconds.
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yumenosakiacademy · 8 months
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4.1 || To the Stars Shining in the Depths
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koishiro · 24 days
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HI YORU MOODBOARD MAKE ME HAVE BUTTERFLY ALL THE TIME, if you don't mind can you do moodboard for geshin impact? (xiao, wriothesley, neuvillette) 🫶
Dating Neuvillette <3
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=͟͟͞͞ ⌧ : omg ofc! neuvillette’s just so 😩✨
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riicky-ye · 19 days
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I want Furina to be a hater.
Hoyoverse stop being pussies and let her express her 500 years long frustrations and annoyance.
Let her be wrathful like ancient furies her name is based on. Let her despise gods. Let her despise gods including Focalors. Let her love Focalors, hate Focalors, mourn for Focalors, weep for Focalors, be glad that Focalors is finally dead.
Let her hate Neuvillette for betraying her. Let her feel guilty about it. Let her feel thankful for freeing her from the shackles of her role. Let her see him or other trial conspirators and feel disgust, rage, guilt, meekness, love, and then rage again.
Let her want to break Celestia down. Let her be the human who is so full of emotion that judge gods is her only way to settle. She once was the body of the god of Justice who craved to make a tribunal for Celestia, let her have this in her guts. An all-consuming wrath of human wronged, created to be a tool to deceive destiny, used, betrayed, humiliated — even if it was in the name of the higher Justice, she still has every right to process all the negative consequences of her existence.
Let her be Furina, the human who was named after the entities of vengeance and ire.
Let her be Furina, the human with all the human emotions.
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