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I've decided that Neuvillette should be Edmond. If he’s going to live for a long time anyways, he might as well get over Wriothesley now.
Not sure who the other characters will be yet.
WRIOLETTE COUNT OF MONTE CRISTO AU
I HAVE NO DETAILS BUT TRUST ME THE VIBES ARE THERE
wish upon a star.
wriothesley x reader because of his duties as duke, wriothesley doesn’t leave the fortress of meropide often but when he does, he spends the day with you.
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on a moonlit night, you and wriothesley found yourselves perched atop a cliff overlooking the nature of fontaine. the night sky was ablaze with stars, and the gentle breeze carried the sweet scent of blooming flowers. with every whispered word, your connection deepened, and stories of dreams and aspirations spilled into the open air.
“it’s not everyday i get the opportunity to leave the fortress,” wriothesley admitted, his eyes fixed on the starlit horizon. his voice, usually firm and steady within the forrest’s walls, now held a touch of vulnerability, revealing a side of him that few had the privilege to witness. “the responsibilities of my job keep me confined, but tonight, under this celestial tapestry, i find myself truly free.”
his words hung in the air, heavy with the weight of his unspoken desires. you reached out, fingers tracing the outline of his hand, offering a silent reassurance. “tonight, you are more than the duke of meropide, more than the responsibilities that bind you,” you said, your voice carrying the warmth of understanding. “under this vast sky, you are simply wriothesley, a man with dreams and hopes, just like anyone else.”
he turned his gaze to you, his eyes softened by the moon's gentle glow. in that moment, it wasn’t the duke of the fortress of meropide who looked at you, but a man longing to break free from the chains of duty, if only for a night. his voice, like a soft melody, wrapped around your heart. “do you see that star?" he asked, his voice a low, soothing rumble. "they say shooting stars are the universe's way of granting wishes."
you followed his gaze, own eyes drawn to the vast expanse of the night sky. "what would you wish for?" you inquired, voice barely louder than the rustle of leaves in the wind.
wriothesley smiled, a gentle curve of his lips that held a universe of affection. "in this moment, i have everything i desire," he replied, his words painting the night with warmth. "but if i were to wish, i’d wish for an eternity of nights like this, with you by my side. each star is a promise, and with you, my love, i find the entire galaxy in your eyes."
your heart swelled with emotion, the intensity of his words reaching deep into your soul. you reached out, your fingers entwining with his, feeling the reassuring strength of his hand. "i couldn’t agree more," you whispered, your words a promise in the quiet of the night, your breath becoming one with the wind.
nymph’s tea party
wriothesley x reader picnics with wriothesley, inspired by his voiceline 'when the sun is out'
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wriothesley hardly ever leaves the fortress but today, you found yourself embarking on a picnic with none other than the duke of the fortress of meropide himself. his usually stern expression softened as he watched you set out the blanket and arrange the carefully packed baskets of food. the sun hung night in the sky, casting a a warm, golden glow over the landscape.
“they say there’s nothing new under the sun,” wriothesley remarked, his voice carrying the weight of wisdom, “but somehow a picnic in the warm sunshine never gets old.”
you looked up at him, his eyes, the colour of a story sea, reflecting the brilliance of the sunlight. there was a rare twinkle in his gaze, a glimpse of a side you rarely saw— wriothesley, not the formidable lord of the fortress of meropide, but as a man who found solace in the simple pleasures of life.
“i agree with that saying,” you replied, voice soft as you spread the picnic feast before you. “there’s something magical about basking in the sunlight, surrounded by nature’s beauty and indulging in delicious food.”
wriosthesley sits down besides you, his posture elegant yet surprisingly relaxed. his eyes scanned the landscape, taking in the picturesque view of blooming wildflowers and the tranquil waters of the lake. “the beauty of fontaine lies not only in its grandeur but also in the tranquility it offers,” he said, tone appreciative. “in moments like these, i find myself forgetting the burdens i carry, if only for a little while.”
you reached out, hand finding his, a silent gesture of understanding. “everyone needs a break,” you said, voice gentle. “even the duke needs moments of respite to rejuvenate his spirits.”
a faint smile curved his lips, an expression that seemed to brighten the very air around him. “you have a way of bringing light to the darkest corners of my world,” he confessed, his stormy eyes netting yours. “in your presence, i find moments of peace that i never thought possible.”
happy birthday, your grace
happiest birthday to my favourite genshin character, wriothesley! 🫶🏻 a ‘lil something for his special day, i hope that you all enjoy it <33
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“what is all this?” wriothesley inquired, his tone a curios mixture of sternness and genuine interest.
his office, once adorned with rich tapestries and antique furnishings that held an air of refined elegance now carried a different note—a note of celebration and warmth. it was wriothesley’s birthday, and against the backdrop of his meticulously organised desk, you had orchestrated a small surprise. a modest tea set adorned the polished surface, delicate porcelain cups reflecting the soft glow of the antique lamps. a simple yet decadent cake, adorned with intricate icing that mirrored the patterns of fontaine sat in the center, waiting to be enjoyed.
as the day drew to a close, you ushered wriothesley into his office, a conspiratorial smile playing on your lips. the surprise in his stormy eyes was evident as he took in the unexpected scene before him. his office did not look like this when he left earlier.
“it’s a celebration, your grace.” you replied, a mischievous glint in your eyes. “a modest affair but a celebration nonetheless.”
a flicker of surprise crossed wriothesley’s features before being replaced by a measured composure. “i see,” he said, gaze lingering on the tea set and the cake. “and what is the occasion?”
you couldn’t help but chuckle at his feigned obviousness. “wrio…,” you declared with a mock solemnity, “it’s your birthday.”
he regarded you with a raised eyebrow, a hint of amusement tugging at the corner of his lips. “very well,” he acquiesced, taking a step closer. “shall we proceed with this…celebration?”
the two of you settled into the plush chairs, and you poured the fragrant tea into the delicate cups. the room was bathed in a arm, golden glow as the lamps cast their light upon the scene, creating an ambience that felt both regal and intimate.
“you do realise,” wriothesley remarked, taking a sip of tea, “that celebrations of this nature are not a customary affair in fontaine.”
“consider it a deviation from the customary, then,” you suggested, a playful twinkle in your eyes. “a chance to break free from tradition and enjoy the simpler pleasures of life.” he hums, and for a moment, the weight of his responsibilities seemed to lift.
you clinked your tea cup against his, and the rich aroma of the tea envelopes the room, filling the space with a sense of tranquility. after a while, you signalled to the cake, it’s tempting allure impossible to ignore. “shall we indulge in a slice of fontaine’s finest creation?” you suggested, gesturing towards the cake adorned with edible depictions of the nation’s iconic landmarks.
wriothesley nodded, and you carefully sliced a portion for each of you. the cake was a masterpiece, it’s layers a harmonious blend of flavours that elicited a quiet hum of satisfaction with every bite. as the last crumbs disappeared, you couldn’t help but notice the genuine smile that graced wriothesley’s lips—the kind of smile that was rare and precious. the atmosphere, once steeped in the formalities of the fortress, now held a warmth that transcended the grandeur of the office.
“thank you for this,” wriothesley said, his voice carrying a sincerity that reached the depth of his stormy eyes. “this has been an unexpected but pleasant deviation from the usual routine.”
the glow of the lamps seemed to intensify, casting a soft radiance over the room, “it’s the least i could do,” you replied, own smile reflecting the joy of the moment. “birthdays are meant to be celebrated, even the almighty duke’s.” wriothesley chuckles as he takes another sip of tea.
“happy birthday, wriothesley. i love you so much.”
“i love you too”
Don't let him be alone with me 😭😭🙏🙏‼️
Me, seeing a beautiful gay photo, "Oh I'll make a quick study/wriolette !" hm, maybe not so quick 👀
a gift… from who I wonder
Another Wriolette ^^
I forgot the blue detail of Neuvillette's hair... Dx
Just two lovely old men :> ♡
Art made for the neuvithesley week (event hosted in twt)
Wriothesley with this body type ✨