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saetoru · 6 months

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underground fighter wriothesley who absolutely melts whenever you patch him up n place the softest kisses over his bruises n stuff :((

- 🦋 anon

✩ ‧₊˚ ✩ WE, NOT I — WRIOTHESLEY.

contents. underground fighter! wriothesley, gn! reader (he gifts you flowers, perfume and a necklace though, so if that is fem! coded to you, there’s your warning), mentions of foster care and being orphaned (wriothesley), mentions of blood, bruises, and injuries (wriothesley), slight angst but overall fluff ending

money’s tight—has been for a while, actually. wriothesley doesn’t like to talk about it, doesn’t like to open up even though he knows you won’t think any less of him. but you notice the small things, always do.

it’s the way you buy groceries for two, the way he’s always over for dinner one way or another, the way he seems to spend more and more time at your place than his. money’s tight, even if he doesn’t like to admit it—and you could never force it out of him, but you think letting him stay with you while he can could help ease the burden of living even if a little.

he’s grateful—a little roundabout in the ways he shows it, but grateful all the same.

and then the presents start to come.

it’s small at first: those expensive macarons you like from that bakery, the bouquet of roses that couldn’t be cheap, a nice dinner he insists he can pay for every once in a while. and then it starts to get bigger: fancy tea from the side of town neither of you even think about shopping at, perfume from a brand you can’t even pronounce, a necklace that’s more than what you can afford yourself.

it starts out slow, and then all at once, wriothesley has what you imagine to be more money than he knows what to do with. because why else spoil you like this? why else blow money on things for you when he could be putting it towards himself?

not everyone gets to have a head start at life—wriothesley is proof of that. it’s hard, more than most people realize, to be orphaned so young and move through foster home after foster home. he’d gone to jail once too—he doesn’t talk about that either, and you never ask. it’s hard, more than anyone gives him credit for, to be knocked down by life so many times and make a living for yourself.

you can’t understand where the sudden change comes from, can’t pinpoint where along the line he started getting so comfortable. it’s not unwelcome, you would never want to watch him just barely scrap by, but it concerns you how he seems to have so much all at once.

and then you get your answer.

“what—what happened to you?” you ask in disbelief, eyeing the blood caked by his nose and around his knuckles. that’s the best of it, unfortunately—the gashes on his chest and the bruises somehow look even worse.

you’d consider him lucky that his ribs don’t seem cracked.

“just a fight,” he shrugs, not meeting your eyes. wriothesley is a lot of things: resourceful, conniving at times, and braver than most. good at lying is not one of them, however—at least not with you. “just happened to be at the wrong place at the wrong time.”

“where were you, then?” you challenge, staring at him hard enough that he doesn’t have to meet your eyes to shuffle uncomfortably in his spot. he doesn’t answer. you’re almost fed up. “wriothesley,” you say in a warning tone.

there’s a sense of finality he doesn’t like.

“what happened to wrio, sweetheart? you’re killin’ me here, i come home to you all bruised up and you’re here beating me down harder—”

“wriothesley, i’m worried about you,” you whisper tiredly. it’s defeated—it’s almost helpless. he frowns, finally looking up at you from his place between your legs as you sit on the bathroom counter.

“you don’t have to be,” he mumbles, “i can take care on my own. i always have.”

“there’s no being on your own when we’re together,” you shake your head. your hands fall to either side of your body, shoulders slumping in exhaustion. “don’t you understand? neither of us is supposed to be on our own anymore—not when the other is here.”

“yeah,” he crosses his arms—you try to ignore the wince he lets out as he moves, “and now you’re not handling things on your own anymore. i’m carrying my weight. just need to fight a guy or two.”

“you’re carrying your weight by fighting?” you blink at the realization. he doesn’t look you in your eyes, keeping them trained on the floor again. “oh my god—is that what these are from? because….because you’re fighting some punks in the middle of the night? that’s illegal—and you could get in trouble again—”

he doesn’t seem to like being reminded of his past. that’s clear when he clicks his teeth and glares at you. “and what am i supposed to do, stay cooped up in your place and eat your food?” he asks bitterly, making your brows furrow.

“not necessarily, but you can—”

“what, so i just live paycheck to paycheck and shower at your place and sleep in your bed so my water and electricity bills aren’t too high for the month?”

“wrio—”

“i’m earning, aren’t i? what’s the big deal?”

“the big deal is this,” you wave your hand exasperatedly, tears welling up by the lash line of your eyes as you stare at his bruises with trembling lips, “look at you. it’s not worth it if you come back to me like this.”

“but i come back,” he mumbles, taking your hand—he kisses the knuckles, rubs a rough thumb over the smooth skin before laying your palm against his cheek and sighing. “i always come back.”

you love wriothesley—have since the day you met him, you think. he’s easy to fall for like that, to feel your stomach go in twists and knots every time he makes a sarcastic joke and throws you a charming smile. life has been tough on the man you love, unfairly so. it’s hit him harder and harder and pushed him back to his knees before he ever got a chance to fully stand up.

he’s hitting back, now. maybe in a more literal sense than you’d hoped, but….but maybe you can help him if you can’t change him. maybe you can keep the pieces together until the plaster holds and they’re not so fragile anymore.

“i don’t like seeing you hurt,” you whisper, leaning in to kiss the broken skin on his cheekbone, “you don’t have to do all this. we were doing okay before that.”

we. he shudders at that. it’s always we and never i—even when you did all the heavy lifting. even when he was barely getting by and you were giving more than you should’ve had to, more than he should’ve needed. it’s always we. never i.

you and him.

“i know,” he melts, humming as your fingers thread into his tousled hair, scratching his scalp as he buries his face into your neck, “just let me save a bit more. and then i’ll do something real with myself. i promise.”

you pull away after a bit, taking in every bruise and every cut, every dry patch of blood and swollen patch of skin. it’s shaky at first, your voice when you finally speak.

“‘s all bruised,” you say quietly, running a finger over the marks littering his chest. he’s painfully still—doesn’t move a muscle as you lean in slowly and press a kiss to the purplish stain on his skin, gently trailing them to the next one, and the next one, and the next one. “you don’t deserve all this.”

“yeah?” he chuckles—its breathy, a little strained. your arms loop around his waist and bring him closer, “what a sweet thing,” he coos, “nobody ever treats me so gentle.”

you frown at that. the world is not gentle with wriothesley—you’ll have to be extra gentle to make up for it.

“you’ll be safe? you’ll pull out when it’s too much, right? and you’ll come back? without being too hurt, right? wrio, you can’t—”

“yeah, yeah, i got it,” he huffs, pressing his forehead to yours, letting your hands cup his cheeks. he leans closer to your touch, shudders as you slowly trace his cheek with your thumb, “just wait at home all pretty for me, yeah? i’ll bring you back something nice.”

“bring me back yourself in once piece,” you huff.

“done,” he smiles, “i’m strong, if you haven’t noticed.”

“yeah? explain this,” you challenge, pressing down on a bruise and making him wince.

“you should see the other guy,” he whines, burying his face back into your neck. you roll your eyes, there’s a scoff in your throat but a smile on your lips.

wriothesley is safe—for now, that’s all you can ask for.

“i love you,” you mumble, “so much. no matter what, okay?”

“no need to get so emotional on me, baby,” he chuckles—and then there’s a tightening of strong arms around your body, a kiss pressed delicately to your neck before a soft, “but i love you too” is murmured into your skin.

“i hope you’re ready to clean those cuts. they’ll sting for sure,” you grumble as you pull away. he grins—handsome, charming, yours.

“will you kiss them better?” he bats his lashes, making you snort.

“no.”

i might make this a reoccurring drabble series too idk yet. anyway you know what else he can beat up ?? this pussy ;)

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miokki · 3 months

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# VALENTINE’S WITHIN THE FORTRESS

✰ synopsis: the ways of human love are unstoppable and yet, need work to thrive.

✰ paring: wriothesley x gn!florist!reader

✰ warnings: nothing just fluff

✰ notes: ngl i was supposed to post this yesterday but i had a surgery and only remembered when i woke up. anyway, happy valentines!

all kinds of human life exist within the fortress of meropide, some artists and some of estranged descent. and while all have broken fontainian law to end up under the sea, life goes on. love is no exception to this, whether people might find themselves promising to meet each other on the surface or vowing to live their lives beneath the surface. valentine’s day doesn’t halt within the fortress of meropide either. within the month of february, coupon earning and spending is at its first peak of the year in coupon exchange—people go through all types of thing to both sell goods to those who want to love and to acquire goods for their loved ones.

those with more connections with the surface make a living from it, and those good with their hands receive commissions to make rings, necklaces, bracelets. of course, there are inmates who that can’t afford either and have to get creative or work extremely hard to afford these inflated coupons prices. some years the inflation rate was so high that most ended up with some paper, a pen and some origami hearts. although, a handwritten, heartfelt letter or two can mean more than any sweet or flower—those words could save a life.

this is all information the duke told you. naturally, you hadn’t believed any of it until your boyfriend had actually taken you under a week before valentine’s. you think it’s cute, not the criminals, but the way humans will always find ways to show affection—even in the hardest of conditions and circumstances. it’s reassuring to witness; it ignites hope into one’s heart and a dream to be loved in a humanly way.

that said, valentine’s day is a lot different on the surface and yet all the same meaning. you stare as your bouquets and others sweets and jewellery get sold like their necessities to life due to humans wish to love. at times some wish to love more than they want to live. although, such is a day that can hold absolutely nothing at all if you have no one to love. you can’t say the same, as there is your one wriothesley that you wish to love, though he lives far from your home, your flowers, and your heart. and most of all he lives under the sea in a life protected by bolts and metal barrier. but you both make it work, because what is love if it doesn’t have its own obstacles?

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today you wear a smile. bright and ecstatic as any other lovestruck person as you continue to climb down the fortress of meropide. the heels of your shoes clacking against the hard metal as you made your way down with much more bounce in your step then you’re used to. as you, you who holds a gift from the surface. one that cannot thrive here, or cannot even survive. however, it is your own gift to the duke, wriothesly. and while it does not compare to signify your love, you hope it can at least illustrate the tiniest fraction of it as you hold the gift—wrapped in fontainian newspaper and brown wax paper and tied of with a baby pink bow.

most stare as you travel your way to wriothesly office, staring straight of what’s in the palm of your hand. it’s something of a rare sight down here and you know it. they know it too, yet they’re more than willing to do everything but ask it of you. it’s the duke they’re scared of, not you. it’s the most unlikely of cases that they would be you—you’re not the type of person that would thrive down here, and it’s a worry that your lover might not agree with it.

“wriothesley! my love!” you call out as you skip up the stairs up to his true office, your steps echoing on the curved walls.

when your view meet his frame, your not even all the way up the stairs. yet, your eyes caress his figure, all seriousness lost from his eyes as he drops his pen. his line of sight meets yours a spit second after. it’s only then that you slow down—watching as your boyfriend stands to meet you half way. you end up facing each other near the sofa before he takes you into his embrace,

“you brought me flowers? thank you, darling.” he smiles before placing a kiss on your forehead, which leads you to step back and gift them to him.

“i know it’s little but i’ve order so many flowers over the past week that i had just enough for a tulip and lilac combo.” you say, looking at him as he takes them from you.

wriothesley chuckles, “they’re beautiful, dear. on that thought though, i got something for you too.” he lays a kiss on your temple, giving you a tight squeeze before heading behind his desk against.

you follow suit, yet you find yourself on the other side of his desk while he searches through his drawers. “did you receive stares when you walked over here?” the duke asks while moving his hand inside a drawer. “i always get stares,” you reply, observing as he lowers himself to a drawer lower. he breathes out a nervous laugh. “well i can’t imagine you teleporting into my office, but did you get different stares?”

the flowers.

“well i was holding flowers, it’s not like you can grow them down here,” you joke.

soon as you back down your boyfriend makes a sound of discovery as he opens on of the last drawers in the desk. subsequently, wriothesley lifts himself from his squat, a sense of victory in his eyes as he holds to you a small velvet box.

wait what?

with surprise in your eyes you open the box still in his hand to reveal a ring slotted in the middle of the white cushion.

“is this—”

“oh, sorry i should have said something, i’m not asking you to marry me,” he specifies.

you breathe out in relief, releasing the breath of air you’ve been holding in.

“were you hoping it would be?” the man asks, his voice cracking through the atmosphere.

“i was hoping it wouldn’t be,” you pause, “wait, what i mean was that i don’t want to live a life of this.” you point up.

“could you explain further?” his seriousness returns to his face.

you can’t live a life down here; is what you want to say.

“i—i guess when i think of a marriage with you, i think nuts and bolts and vitamin d deficiency and living down here. and as much as i love you and want to be with you, i can’t do that for myself—i won’t allow it.” you say instead while staring at his desk.

but then you breathe. you look up. he stares back. he smiles.

and then he smirks, taking the ring out of the box, reaching out for your hand, “you’re just like a flower you know,” wriothesley says while you lay you hand into his grasp. “you could survive on the light down yet you need the raw sun to thrive. you need water but not from the sea. now, i may live down here but i would never force you to live a life of this.”

the cold metal slides onto your middle finger and you can finally breathe again.

“thank you, again.” you voice getting giddier as you talk.

your hand moves to his face as you cup the pale skin of his cheek. slowly guiding your love forward, so you can kiss him. first, starting at his left on his left cheek, then his right. the duke’s skin surprisingly soft, before your lips connect with his scar under his eye. and lastly, you push you lips on his pink ones—furthering the kiss when you feel him smile against yours. your other hand sitting on his chest as you pull away. and despite the almost silent tone, you find that wriothesley has printed some words on your lips. which you read to be ‘i love you too’.

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ugly-pickle · 3 months

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ANGST!! 🦢 (highschool au)

it’s valentines day and you finally got the courage to give your crush chocolates that youve worked on for hours the previous night.

you spot him, he’s running so you try to catch up to him. archons hes fast. you pant as you try catching up to him and calling his name.

your stamina runs out, he keeps running, where though? you look into the direction hes running to, your heart drops, it’s the confession tree. well people call it the confession tree because its big and pretty and people confess under it.

anyways, he finally arrives at the tree. from behind the tree a figure appears, hmm she looks awfully familiar, but youre too far to see clearly. the girl’s hair flows through the wind as some leaves swirl through your crush and that girl.

you walk a bit closer to the tree, the mysterious girl has her head bowed and chocolates in her hand.

oh shit

well it’s not like your crush is gonna take the chocolates anyways-

he took it.

the girl then lifts her head and you see your crush’s lips crash into hers. when the 2 finally stop kissing you realize who that mysterious girl was,

your best friend.

SCARAMOUCHE gorou GAMING TARTAGLIA wrio ayato XIAO heizou lyney alhaitham

happy valentines day :3

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kittykalliarts · 5 months

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For decades, the blank vision that Iudex Neuvillette wears near his heart has been subject to much discussion in Fontaine. Nobody remembers who it had once belonged to or why the ancient dragon protected it so jealously. It is said that if the Chief Justice would to stare at it for a long while, it would be sure to rain right after. Oh, how beloved that person must've been.

#genshin impact #genshin fanart #neuvillette #visions #wriolette #wriollette #neuvithesley #myart #sorry for the short drabble?#kasndkansd i have emotions over a simple thought i had #the tragedy for someone eternal to fall for someone who's here for only a brief moment eats away at me hhhh #it started with a funny thought of IF neuvillette needs to carry a fake vision for some reason after laughing at the archons for it #and then i remembered how people like kazuha would hold onto their loved one's masterless vision after they died #one thing led to another and now we have some wriolette angst with neuvillette cherishing wrio's masterless vision #after his inevitable passing #and idk if its just the traveller or if its even canon #but i like to think that neuv being a sovereign he would be able to hear the ambition of one's vision and maybe just maybe #he can use wrio's masterless vision to listen to his voice albeit ever so softly

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i-am-a-l0st-gh0st · 5 months

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Hi! Can you do a Wriothesley x Bunny! Fem! Reader? I don’t mean the reader as in being an actual bunny but has the attributes like one. Like having a tail and the ears like one. This is kinda like a Wolf boy x Bunny girl thing.

Breaking my back just to know your name- Wolf!Wrio x Bunny!Fem! reader

Well somebody told me, that you have a boyfriend T/w- Jealousy, bunny reader, wolf wrio, reader gets hit on, reader gets anxious, Summary- Someone starts to hit on you, what will wrio do. A/n- I haven't written for a hybrid reader before, so If this is shir just let me know and i can try can.

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A couple like yours in Fontaine was far from normal, and people despised the duke for dating someone of your type. You two managed to get by fairly well, but sometimes people did not know when to leave you two alone. People constantly asked if you were okay, like as if he had forced you into this, but one person took it too far.

“So you single?” A man with a build similar to Wriothesley’s approached you. “You do look too cute to be single, especially with those ears sweetheart~ Now tell me your name~.”

You weren’t quite sure what to do in this situation. You sort of froze up and your mouth dried out, causing this man to take your silence as an invitation. “I-I have a boyfriend.” You were almost shaking, just barely holding it back.

“Oh sure sure, I've heard that so many times before.”

The one-time Wriothesley wasn’t all over you, you got hit on. Your ears began to fall flat against your head and he lent to pat them. You started to shake and freeze up, you didn’t like being touched by other people. Well, ones you didn’t know anyway.

“You haven’t said no yet, sweetheart. Oh does that mean you’re enjoying it?” A big smirk fell across his face.

“S-stop, please.”

“Oh come on darling~ that wasn’t very convincing was it?”

Then another man came up behind you wrapping his around your waist and pulling you in close. “I believe she said stop.” His voice almost came out as a growl.

You could recognise that voice anywhere, it was Wriothesley.

“Chill out man, I was having a joke.” The man let go of your eyes and slowly backed away, looking at Wrio like he was the monster.

“I don’t think she liked it very much. Did you love?”

Your voice was soft and scared. Wrio was always quite protective of you, but now he was angry. His ears were pointed straight upright and his teeth were bared. His tail intertwined with yours pulling you more towards him. “N-no..”

“See. Now piss off!” He barked.

After the man retreated he pulled you into his chest. “Love… I’m sorry I couldn’t help you sooner.”

You hugged him back, hoping to give both of you some type of comfort. He seemed to understand you didn’t really want to talk right now.

“When we get home I’m going to cuddle you much. You didn’t deserve that, I’m just thankful he didn’t go further.”

You nodded while he placed a kiss on your neck. His favourite spot to kiss.

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machisoon · 3 months

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Dirty Rumors Of You?

Pairing: Wriothesley x GN!Reader

CW: None! Fluff And Angst! <3

Synopsis: After a Dirty Rumor Is Roaming In Fontaine About An Affair. The Duke Wakes Up Like Any Ordinary Day But Doesn't Expect The Shower Of Love, and Tears He Receives From His S/O about the rumor.

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Through your time in being Fontaine you'd never thought you ultimately found your love in such a nation. The man that was yours was none other than the Duke of The Fortress Of Meropide. A man who deals with criminals ends up being your boyfriend despite you and him having different personalities you still made the relationship work, and it's been going great. Sigewinne was also thrilled to see you anytime you came to visit Wriothesley's office.

But recently some gossip has been going around Fontaine now that your relationship is known. Filthy and Disclosed gossip if that. A rumor you have been sleeping with Monsieur Neuvillette more known as The Chief Of Justice. The rumor spread as a toxic friend you recently cut ties with was out for revenge apparently and started the rumor. The Chief Of Justice and Duke are unaware of this rumor existing and you've been trying to debunk the rumor before something bad happens. If this rumor was to get out it would affect Wriothesley's and Neuvillette's Trustworthy bond as a whole and just tarnish your relationship with Wriothesley over all.

Your best plan was to stick to his side to prove to some Fontanians who believed the rumor to see that you'd never play with the Duke's heart like that. But you knew that this rumor was gonna try to expand and you either had to tell him or let him find out.. and letting him find out definitely wouldn't be the best option.

You stretch your legs out as you feel them weakly graze against the satin sheets. Your eyes were puffy and your hair was a complete mess. The bed was empty so that was a clear indication that Wriothesley was most likely in the kitchen making tea or making breakfast. You slowly rise out of bed making your way to the bathroom so you can brush your teeth and fix your hair. Wriothesley seemed to hear your slow footsteps patter to the bathroom as he looks over to you. "Well looks who's awake.. I've made you some breakfast don't let it get cold." Wriothesley muttered placing a gentle but firm peck on your forehead. You loved his random tinges of affection but that rumor was still the only thing lingering in your head. Maybe it would be good to tell him this morning..

"Wriothesley.." You said rather quietly just enough so you can grab his attention. "Yes Y/N?" Wriothesley asked. You were hesitant.. You felt yourself sweating even though it wasn't even hot in the bathroom. You were probably sweating because how fast your heart was beating at the moment since all these possible outcomes can happen. "I- I love you.." You said quickly. You didn't have the courage to tell him. You were afraid it would hurt him.

Wriothesley smiled and a red hue grazed his cheeks ever so gently. His hand reached out to stroke your cheek. "I love you too Y/N, I think I make that point pretty clear." Wriothesley says with nothing but love with a slight giggle following. He grabs your hand and leads you to the kitchen so you can eat the breakfast he prepared.. maybe this can clear your mind.

The taste was mouth watering. Enticing bacon with a side of just perfectly cooked eggs. You never knew your boyfriend could cook but with this skill you're not complaining. Wriothesley seemed to admire you just gobbling his food right in front of his face, it gave him a confidence boost nonetheless. "I see you like it." Wriothesley smiles as he sees you licking your lips with a spotless plate in front of you. He grabbed your plate swiftly, cleaning it for you. Although he wasn't expecting the pair of hands to reach around his body and embrace him. He lets out a little surprised squeak as you were just hugging him from behind. "Wow, you're quite affectionate today?" Wriothesley teased as he finished cleaning the plate firmly drying his hands off. "I just felt like hugging you, is that such a problem?" You teased him right back as you seemed to not let go. "I notice you've actually been affectionate all week.. what's that about..?" Wriothesley tilts his head slightly.

Boom Boom, was the loudest noise you heard. Your heart was racing abnormally fast. The recent spurts of affection and protectiveness was because of the rumor. The one he doesn't know about. "I- It's not quite important.." You utter out. Wriothesley had a suspicious look. You guys haven't been together for that long and Wriothesley can read you like a book he can tell when you're sad, mad, lying. And he could tell there was nothing but lies slipping out those lips of yours. "Y/N.. we've talked about this. I'm your boyfriend there is no solid reason why you should be hiding your feelings." Wriothesley said with a form tone. He led you to the couch and sat you down and crossed his arms and had a stern scowl on his face. "We are not leaving this house until you tell me what's going on. And at this rate I won't care if I'm late." Wriothesley adds, his voice rock hard but also keeping a sense of authority. The voice he spoke to the criminals with. You felt everything in your body rattle like an earthquake, your words just turning into a shake. "I- t-there is a uh.. Rumor.." You said with a shaky tone on the verge of tears. Wriothesley perks up.. a rumor? About his beloved. He got a more angered look but not at you it seemed more targeted to whoever started the rumor. And he had some ideas. "What's this rumor about Y/N?" Wriothesley finally says. Wriothesley was pondering so hard to even notice the tears streaming down your cheeks.

"There's a rumor that someone started saying I'm having an affair with Neuvillette!" You utter out quickly taking everything not to wail tears loudly.

Wriothesley's ears dart directly into your eyes like an intense staring contest, his eyes practically staring into your future. "What." Wriothesley spoke with such an angered tone. Was he mad at you..?

Panic rushed through his body as you burst out in screams as tears poured a river down your face ruining your eyelashes and making your eyes red. Wriothesley quickly grasped your waist putting you onto his chest gently. "I'm sorry! I'm not having any affairs I promise! I love you! I love you! Please don't leave me!" You screamed out in between your desperate tears. Wriothesley immediately covers your mouth.

"Why on earth would you think I'd believe a rumor like that!?" Wriothesley said in bewilderment. Like cmon.. the Duke deals with lies all the time and he'd think the most innocent person he knows and loves would ever try to sleep with The Chief Of Justice.. He'd deem himself as crazy! Your tears abruptly stop in pure confusion. "W-what..?" You say quietly. Wriothesley chuckles loudly. Kissing your lips unexpectedly looking straight into your eyes. "First of all.. Neuvillette would never be the type of guy to sleep with an already taken person. Second of all, You'd never be that type of person either in my eyes. Now who started this dumb rumor? I'm gonna have a word with them." Wriothesley said confidently as he seemed determined to have a "talk" with the person who started such a dirty rumor about you. "I- my old friend that was toxic." You said. Wriothesley nodded with affirmation as he pecked at your forehead. He grabbed you wiping away any tears that clung to your face as he attacks your face with kisses drowning in the little giggles you responded with.

"I love you Y/N, promise me you'll always tell me if you're feeling down or someone tries to poke fun at you?" Wriothesley says as he makes your head turn towards him with his caring tone feeling like music to your ears.

"I promise.." You whisper as you feel completed to be with the one who makes you the happiest.

#wriothesley #wriothesley x reader #wriothesley x y/n #wriothesley x you #genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact fluff #genshin impact angst #genshin impact x you #genshin impact x y/n #fluff #angst #wrio x reader #y/n #writers on tumblr #(⁠.⁠ ⁠❛⁠ ⁠ᴗ⁠ ⁠❛⁠.⁠) machi

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mag-loopy · 7 months

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Proposal Tea

I got dragged into Wriolette hell :)

#genshin impact #genshin fanart #fanart #原神 #art #digital illustration #genshin #wriothesley #neuvillette #wriolette #teacup #i am dying in brainrot #how are they just so cute #bet you Wrio would actually propose this way #if he ever does that is #maybe I’ll add angst #like Wrio died before he could propose #and Neuvillette just finding this empty teacup with a marry me teabag in his belongings #heheh

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lilcutiegurl · 4 months

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ʚ𖦹ɞ-content warnings : lighttt angst, bullying? Happy ending

ʚ𖦹ɞ-synopsis : You being harassed by a jealous girl

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"You must be in real bad trouble" you turn your head to see where the voice came from, you notice one of your (not so) lovely fellow inmate,

"Huh? Why do you say that?" You know the answer, it happens almost everytime you visit wriothesley in his office,

"Oh don't play dumb your always in and out of the dukes office, you just can't stay out of trouble." She crosses her arms with a smirk on her face,

"Ohh! That..." You think over your words carefully "Wri- Uh the duke and I have a uh.. special relationship erm..you wouldn't get it so.."

She scoffes "Okay, not this again...just give up. Nobody buys that your dating the duke" you avert your eyes to a very interesting object (it's the wall) "besides he'd be better off with someone like me" She flicks her hair and you want to choke in primordial sea water.

"Uh that's nice I really have to get going" you try to get out of the unnecessary conversation before things get...

"It's not like he'd want to get with you anyway, I mean...not to be rude but, look at you! Your build is all wrong and your face isn't all that pretty either" there it is. . .

"Okay I really should get going..." You don't wait for her to respond and you rush to the dormitories, you run into seigewine.

"Oh hello [Name]- Oh! Are you alright? Why are you crying. Come with me to the infirmary!" Once you're there, you sit on a bed while seigewine fixes you a cup of tea.

"So tell me" she climbs on an infirmary bed across from you, "what's wrong?" She looks concerned,

"I-It's that stupid girl again...s-she keeps bothering me..I'm so tired if it..!" You look at the floor and wipe your tears,

"[Name] I'm sure if you just told the duke he'd do something about it" she'd told you this many times before, why are humans so stubborn?"

"But..he's already got so much stuff on his plate, I don't want to burden him.." you've stopped crying by now but your still hurt,

"You wouldn't be burdening him! If you don't tell him I will!" She crosses her arms.

"Tell who what? Wriothesley walks into the infermary. Seigewine sneaks out of the room,

"Oh uhhhh, nothing!" You don't look him in the eye, "oh really?" He steps closer so that now he's in kneeling front of you, he holds your face with his hands, "If it's nothing then why were you crying,"

You eventually give in and end up spilling everything, along with a few tears.

"Why didn't you say anything to me?" He wipes your tears with his thumb,

"I-I didn't want to bother you.." your still looking down, Wriothesley stays silent for a moment before speaking again "look at me" you hesitantly lock eyes with him, "you never bothering me, okay If you want to tell me something, then tell me" you nod, he sounds firm but you know it's because he genuinely cares about you.

The next few days are a blur, Wriothesley made it a point to make it known that you two were in fact together, although you didn't feel like it was necessary. You two would walk together, hand in hand, to the coupon cafeteria.

Also, you haven't seen that one girl recently. I wonder what happened to her...?

#genshin impact #genshin fanfic #genshin fluff #genshin x you #genshin wriothesley #wriothesley #genshin imagines #wrio x reader #wrio #angst with a happy ending #light angst

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coxxxmo · 4 months

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𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐅𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐇𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝

Masterlist

⤷ Synopsis :

In a world dominated by algorithms and measured affections, where love is dissected as a complex equation, Will the pursuit of love transcend the boundaries of logic? Can the heart, guided by a mere letter, lead to a connection that defies reason?

Are you willing to take the journey where the lines between reason and romance blur? Will you be drawn into a completely different world, or will your story continue along its familiar course?

But above all, the burning question remains: whose doorstep will become the final destination for this seemingly innocuous letter?

[0] 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗟𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿

[1] Take me on a Date, I deserve it babe (Soon..)

[2] Don't forget the Flowers every anniversary

[3] If you treat me right, I'll be the perfect wife

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Modern!au

⤷ pairing : genshin men x reader

⤷ a/n : Well...this is going to be a ride. The idea of the fic was obviously because of the song but I'm excited to see how this would turn out. Also I'm shit at summarizing so if the synopsis made no sense I'm so sorry- but I'M COOKING SOMETHING NICE, TRUST ME GUYS.

Likes and reblogs are appreciated ♡

Lmk if you wanna be added to the taglist!!

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roughcas · 22 days

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wrio x fem!reader

kinda angst.. blood swearing idk i suck at this and im so tired

Numerous reports sat idley on your desk, alerting you of all the cases you still needed to work on. Too bad you couldn't see them. Who knew you'd be missing seeing those stupid files alerting you on what commissions needed to be done around Fontaine.

"No, sweetheart please. I'm right here, yeah? Okay, keep looking at me. No no, keep your eyes open." Wriothesley pathetically whimpered out. He can't lose you, not like this. Archons, especially not like this.

You were losing blood. Quick. Panic shot over his eyes as he waited for Sigewinnie to rush over to fix you. In the middle of nowhere too, he thought while scoffing.

A mix of emotions is all he could feel.

Fear. Anger. Loss. Heartbreak. Those were just the ones he was able to name.

"For fucks sake Sigewinnie can you be any slower." He said holding you close, trying to be strong enough for the both of you. This was a contest with time, and time always wins. But in this case Wrio wished with everything inside of him that for once he can write his own destiny.

"Wriothesley..." "Shh, it's okay i'm here. I promise you're going to get better and then everything's going to be okay. I'm not leaving your side."

If only that stupid Abyss Mage didn't come out of nowhere and attack you from behind, none of this would of happened. By now the two of you would of made it back for his afternoon tea talking about nothing and everything all at once.

The damage was bad. You knew that. He knew that. He turned around when he heard you shriek in surprise watching you slump to your knees. Swiftly you were propped against a rock and he was applying pressure to your wounds as best as he could. Blabbering to keep you awake and him sane.

Eventually you started to cough up blood, that was the final straw for him. Finally the tears came, more words he stuttered out of his mouth. "W-wrio, it's okay.." you manage to say through choked words.

A melody he adores to hear, but he knows you shouldn't be talking.

A smirk came on your lips, blood pouring down your chin. Was this fucking funny to you? Seriously? "I'm so proud of you... I would of never.. wished to go out any other way." He starts shaking his head aggressively at the last line, you're not going anywhere. Right?

If this was your last day alive, you were damn proud of everything you've done to fight and help people. You made amazing friends and found the best lover you could. 'If I was to die, it'd be an honor.'

You grab his hand and kiss it with all the strength you could muster, covering it with your love and blood.

You notice a tiny blue blur come closer to your location, "Please dont leave me.." was the last thing you heard before blacking out.

#genshin impact #genshin x you #wrio x reader #wriothesely x reader #wriothesley #genshin imagines #genshin angst #genshin fluff #genshin x reader

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hypostatic-oath · 6 months

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So I found a draft of mine from when Fontaine was first released and Say Don't Go (Taylor's Version) (From The Vault) is stuck in my mind permanently. While I figure out a decent ending, here's a little bit from the beginning...

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Childe had never once in his life assumed jail would be fun. He had no delusions in that regard. But he had to admit, his hopes were raised once he heard of the Pankration Ring in the Fortress of Meropide. A competition ring for those who had "extra energy" they wished to "burn out" through regular sparring matches? Sign him up!

His hopes were very quickly shattered once he was told that no, a Fatui Harbinger was not allowed to compete, because "no way anyone would sign up to fight him" and "even if he did fight with one hand behind his back, that would set the bar too high for the other matches, and the spectators would be bored." Damn it - so the ring wasn't truly for fight afficionados - it was a marketing ploy! The fight itself wasn't the focus, it was the fact that it had to look good for an audience...

Childe huffed as he sat in the bed he'd taken to occupying. Fontaine was getting on his nerves - it seemed as though everything was for show, and very little was actually real. Where were the Traveler or the Overseer when one needed them?! Oh, what he wouldn't do to fight against a decent opponent...

His boredom was made worse by the fact that the Overseer - damn them and their excuse of "immersion" - had decided to bench him until he was out of prison. So now he rusted away in the Fortress of Meropide, with no one to fight, no one to banter with...

He could try the Duke again, he figured. While at first things hadn't gone his way, after explaining his issue, Wriothesley had, once or twice, been amenable to a sparring match, and it was the one thing keeping Tartaglia remotely sane. But lately the warden had been more and more busy - and less and less inclined to indulge the restless Harbinger. Were it not for the fact that he already had an escape plan in the works, Childe was sure he would have lost his mind for real. He was getting rusty. Every day that he did not raise his weapon was one day he grew weaker, and that the competition grew stronger. And he knew he had competition, both among the Fatui - how he was the Eleventh of a group of nine still eluded him - and among the other vessels.

It *had* hurt, the knowledge that right after his banner would come that of the Iudex who'd promptly knocked him out and sent him to jail... and that he wasn't even there to fight him about it! He hadn't been aware of the sheer strength of Fontaine's Chief Justice, but now that he'd caught a glimpse, Childe had to admit he was intrigued. And by intrigued let it be absolutely clear that what he meant was "eager to fight him again". Hell, the judge had managed to knock him out while he was using Foul Legacy! What else was this Neuvillette guy capable of? And, more importantly... had you noticed?

It was a thought Ajax didn't like to have. One he'd been trying to drown out - hah! Drown! Now that his hydro Vision was gone, and Neuvillette was out there using hydro as he pleased - since he'd first been told he wouldn't be able to fight down here. And yet, now that the Fortress had quieted down for the night, there was no sound to overpower his own thoughts.

#sagau #genshin sagau #self aware genshin au #sagau childe #sagau tartaglia #sagau overseer #the angst potential of childe is so big istg #also I did bench him for lore reasons but I have since gone back on that decision #my poor boy if Wriothesley or Neuvillettebwant him in jail theyll have to fight me first #both came home though so I don't think they disagree with my decision #neuvillette in particular because he showed up THRICE #he saw me C6 Zhongli and decided that it was Dragon Time #Wrio took his sweet time tho cost me a 50/50 and almost hard pity

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holybananaoafshoe · 5 months

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✨️Team Dynamics ✨️

Tired Cryo Dads 7/8

The fighting dynamic:

They’re all DPS material so it’s chaotic

I like to think Klee and Freminet let’s Kaeya and Wrio do the heavy lifting while they provide cover fire/defense

Unless Klee, the beautiful chaos child, stumbles on a hilichurl nest--then she nukes the place and tearfully turns herself into Wrio, who tells her it’s okay to use her bombs on bad guys (and ignores the scene of utter destruction behind the child)

If Wrio and/or Kaeya get in trouble, which doesn’t happen too often, Freminet is the one to block the heavy blows directed to the two adults and Klee will one shot it with a bomb

Wrio is very impressed and very intimidated

They aren’t life-threatening wounds by any means, but being caught off guard is dangerous. They’re lucky Klee and Freminet were with them

Kaeya is getting messily bandaged up by Klee, who’s pulling out medical supplies from her backpack with tears in her eyes because she’s never seen Kaeya get hurt before (or at least he doesn’t get too injured when she’s with him)

“Don’t worry, Klee, it’s just a *winces* small cut, I’ll be fine! Wrio and I had the whole situation under control.”

They didn’t, but the sentiment seems to calm her down as Kaeya tells her grandly how they were going to take down the bad guy

He rebandages his wounds with the supplies in her bag (Klee now discussing the new bombs she made) as Freminet gets to work on Wrio

“You always tell me to be careful while I’m diving, but who’s being reckless by shielding the Cavalry Captain with his body?”

“Ah *ruffles Freminet’s hair, ignoring the glare* don’t worry kid, it takes a lot more than that to get me down.”

The action calms Freminet’s shaking hands, and as much as he hates to admit, he’s started to see Wrio as a father figure

One day Kaeya got badly injured fighting a group of corrupted robots

For one reason or another, he had decided to go look at some ruins Lisa had asked him to get photos of

Wrio had a briefing about the criminal of the week that morning and Klee was getting a tour of the city via Freminet and his siblings, so it was a good time to explorer and take some much needed alone time

That and the Fontaine sibling trio wanted Klee over for a sleepover, so he could spend the night exploring too

Bonus: he wouldn’t have to worry about Klee bombing the ruins

At the very least, he left a note with Klee and Freminet for Wrio before leaving with a wave and a “Have fun, Klee, I’ll see you all in the morning!”

He was literally in the middle of taking photos when he heard a clicking noise echo through the ruins, uneasy he put the Kamera away quickly and readied his sword.

Quietly, he made his way through the ruins, looking for the intruders.

Unfortunately, these robots had heat vision, and as soon as they picked up Kaeya’s heat signature, they charged.

He was doing pretty good at holding off the robots, but the sheer amount of them was overwhelming, even for him

After taking out half, one got the better of him and left him open to several heavy landing attacks.

He had disposed of one. An eerie clicking noise sounded behind him, and he spun around, ice coating the tip of his sword, ready to cut the robot down.

His sword is met with an empty space, and just as he’s processing that the robot is on his blind side, a white hot pain erupts from his abdomen. His vision goes dark for a second and comes back the moment the robot rips its lance out of his stomach.

Kaeya does his Best™ after that, but he’s struggling.

Kaeya’s sword is knocked out of his hand and he’s pushed back by the next attack, landing on the ground and looking up to see the final blow: “Oh, God, not like this--”

Wrio comes over and takes out the robot with a cyro charged left hook like a badass

(he hit it a little harder than he needed, but who’s around to call him out on it)

Moments before knocking out the robot, Wrio had caught sight of Kaeya lying on the ground, pushing himself to the limit to stop the robot on time and get up, get up! Why isn’t he getting up? Come on, Captain, you always get back up, give me a sign I’m not too late--

Kaeya is left awestruck as Wrio turns to the robots that are left and takes them out with a single, well-placed, cyro punch

Wrio sucks in a pained breath when he sees the wound at Kaeya’s abdomen and the dark stain that was steadily growing on Kaeya’s shirt.

Quickly taking off his coat, Wrio bunched it up and pressed it on Kaeya’s abdomen, getting a hiss from the Captain, to slow the bleeding.

It doubles as a blanket because Kaeya doesn’t know why, but he’s so fucking cold all of a sudden and he has a feeling it’s not just from using his vision too much

And he just gets colder by the minute

His injuries aren’t that bad right…?

Wrio then proceeded to pick Kaeya up bridal style

(with one arm, mind you, as he picks up Kaeya’s sword with the other to slide it into his belt before placing his hand under Kaeya’s knees.)

“I--I’m fine now, there’s no need to worry and I ca--”

*Wrio scoops him up with an unreadable expression* “You wouldn’t make it 5 feet without collapsing, so no you’re not walking.”

If Kaeya hadn't been profusely bleeding and on the verge of passing out, he'd have teased Wrio BUT OH MY GOD HES SO FUCKING COOL AND STRONG--

By the time they get to the city, Keaya is barely aware of his surroundings and Wrio is running to the medical center because Kaeya can’t die on his watch.

And Oh Fuck, he runs into Klee who’s in the middle of getting a tour of the city of Fontaine via Freminet and the twins.

To his credit, Wrio does a really good job at keeping the kids from seeing Kaeya’s injuries by adjusting his coat over Kaeya to hide the growing bloodstain (the twins may have also distracted them with a quick magic trick while Wrio was adjusting).

Klee wants them to join, but “Kaeya can’t join because he, ahem, overworked himself, and he’s super tired.”

Kaeya has most definitely collapsed from getting very little sleep after the more intense missions he’s been on for the knights, so Klee is none the wiser.

She tells Freminet and his siblings about the times Kaeya has collapsed, laughing as she recounts the time Albedo helped her draw on Kaeya’s face

As Wrio runs off, the twins steer her and Freminet in the opposite direction

Meanwhile, Kaeya’s eyes are closed, and Archons he’s cold and so, so tired.

Wrio is talking, asking him questions, but Kaeya can’t talk right now. In fact, all he wants to do is go to sleep.

Spoilers: they get to the medical center in time.

Kaeya wakes up to Wrio quietly changing his bandages, a worried expression on his face.

He gives himself away when he hisses at Wrio putting some kind of salve on his wound, who quickly apologizes and starts asking if Kaeya is alright and “it doesn’t hurt too much, right?”

Wrio is quiet, and Kaeya knows he’s angry about something.

Kaeya can't help but feel it's because he did kinda go off on his own without really warning Wrio.

They get into it a little bit, and the argument gets a bit heated.

In his defense, he could have handled himself very well, and it was unusual for the robots to get corrupted like that in the first place.

“The kids were with the twins today, and it was the perfect time to go without having to worry about them getting into danger or blowing up the ruins” and “Hey, you were in the fortress, how did you know?”

Wrio is so quiet until he mentions he had a bad feeling after getting briefed that someone had corrupted a bunch of robots (because of course, Wrio would be sent after the criminal).

“When I saw the kids without you, then the note… I knew you were in the area with the robots and… *Wrio closes his eyes for a moment, trying to force the words out* when I found you, you looked as if you were already halfway to death’s door.”

And oh wow Kaeya didn’t think he was injured that badly.

Wrio tells him he’s seen the aftermath of people recklessly getting hurt (or dying) by doing something stupid, and he doesn’t want to see Klee go through that.

And ouch, does Kaeya feel bad.

They talk it out and Lynette comes by to make sure Kaeya is okay while Lyney is keeping the kids occupied.

They cover the bandages with one of Kaeya’s shirts before Lynette brings the kids around to see him, Klee glumly saying she’s sad because she can’t draw on his face while he’s awake.

Kaeya is forced to bed rest by Wrio until he's fully healed under the pretense that “he just needs a lot of sleep.”

Living rent-free in my mind, let me know if you want the full fic

This is just an outline, imagine what a full fleshed 20k fic would look like (you should see the Kaithem and Cynari outlines I have…)

I’ll type it up for whoever wants it :’

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