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inazuman · 6 months

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☁ wriothesley x reader x neuvillette smut ☁ reader is afab and goes by she/her, consensual somnophilia, oral sex (f receiving), light orgasm denial, handcuffs, sweet petnames used for reader ☁ Word count: 916 words ☁ something soft, sweet, and smu.tty for coming back to post my writing again <33 hehe i hope you enjoy!! ☁ tags: @enchantedforest-network | @trailblazernet | @planetonet

You’re barely awake when you feel the cold cuffs sliding over your wrists, stubble sliding across your inner thigh, a tongue lapping into your folds. You moan even in your half-asleep state, slipping in and out of consciousness as Wriothesley pushes your thighs apart further, nose nudging against your clit before his tongue moves up and slowly swirls around it.

Your head is groggy, but your heart beats faster with each lazy lather of his tongue. He’s clearly taking his time, moving to lick elsewhere and kiss your inner thighs every time you get too excited, letting you come back down only to build you back up again, calloused hands smoothing against your skin. Your hands struggle against the cuffs in your wake cycles, as if you’ve forgotten he’d done that in the few minutes you managed to drift back to sleep.

You properly come to as the shower shuts off and the bathroom door slides open, revealing the beautiful Chief Justice himself, strikingly casual in his fresh pajamas.

“I’ve gone out, bought breakfast, came back, showered, and you’re still devouring her,” Neuvillette sighs at the sight of you, your heaving chest, nipples perked, thighs shaking and breath coming short.

“Mm, can’t help it, she tastes good,” Wriothesley grumbles against your cunt, hot breath ghosting over, winking at you from below. He scoops your slick up with his tongue, swallowing it before his tongue delves into you again.

“Has she even cum once in that time?”

“Nope.”

“Tsk.” Despite his response to Wriothesley, Neuvillette approaches you with a soft smile, sitting on the bed and moving the hair out of your face. Your forehead is sticky with sweat that he gently swipes off for you, but it’s with love all the same. He closes in, lips brushing against yours before pressing in for the sweetest kiss, soft and pillowy, his breath minty fresh. You moan into the kiss, pressing into him for more.

“Aren’t you lovely,” he lifts himself from you, hand cupping your face, thumb caressing your cheek, taking in how you look flushed with arousal. “Haven’t even had breakfast yet, and yet the torture has already begun.” He loops a finger between your wrist and the cuff, frowning at the scuffs it’s made on his bedpost.

“I’m having my breakfast right now,” Wriothesley groans. Your slick has descended down his chin, evident in the way his stubble is wet against your thigh as he leans against it. “Besides, I think she wants to cum first, don’t you?”

“Let’s speed things up then, shall we?” Neuvillette lies down next to you, descending down to kiss at the top of your breast before bringing a nipple into his mouth, his fingers pinching your other nipple. Your back arches immediately, letting out a whine as Neuvillette cups your breast and grazes his teeth lightly over the bud.

Wriothesley, not one to be outdone, moves to press his hands to the back of your thighs, pushing your knees up as he finally, finally focuses directly on your clit, sucking the bundle of nerves into his mouth and lapping his tongue over it at the same time. You let out a scream from the contrast of going from being lazily eaten out to an onslaught, your hole pulsing around nothing. Wriothesley must’ve noticed, because he moves to slide a finger in, your thighs threatening to close as your hips buck into the pressure. Wriothesley holds your legs open, moaning into you as he hears his and Neuvillette’s names slide off your tongue.

“You’re doing so good for us, darling,” Neuvillette’s mouth moves against your breast, speaking between kisses. “Go ahead and cum for us, show us that beautiful reaction of yours.”

Wriothesley crooks his fingers inside of you and presses once, twice, and then pleasure racks through your whole body, back arching and thighs tensing as your orgasm crashes over you. Neither of them stop, Neuvillette’s hands still playing with your breasts as he moves back up to suck a hickey into your neck, softly whispering “that’s it, baby.”. Wriothesley grips your thigh tight as your pussy clenches around his fingers, tongue still lapping at your clit even as you struggle against the handcuffs, whining out ”too much, sensitive, ah, wrio,”. He only stops as you shuffle away from him, patting the side of your butt and kissing your thigh softly.

“That’s my girl, you did so good.” Wriothesley wipes his mouth with the back of his hand and moves up your body to join you and Neuvillette, caging you both in his arms as he leans down to kiss you, and then Neuvillette. Neuvillette cups his face, tongue lapping into his to get his own taste of you.

“Mm, you’re right, she does taste good.” Wriothesley, despite all his swagger, goes pink in the cheeks at Neuvillette’s bold response, making you giggle.

“As much as I love you both, a proper breakfast may do us good,” Neuvillette continues, reaching for the keys on the bedside table for Wriothesley to uncuff you. “We have all day to spend together, you’ll both dehydrate yourselves if you don’t at least drink some water.”

Wriothesley carefully checks your wrists as he uncuffs you, kissing them softly. “Hmm… breakfast in bed, Neuvi?”

Neuvillette frowns. “You’ll get croissant crumbs all over my bed.”

Wriothesley grins, thinking it’s cute when Neuvillette gets all pouty. He picks you up bridal style with a little squeal from you.

“Alright then, let’s fuck in the living room.”

“Wriothesley.”

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moraxsthrone · 6 months

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nsfw. MDNI. x f!reader.

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wriothesley binding your wrists with his tie is all well and good...

but what about when he ties it around your ankles before lifting them in the air? his leaking cock bounces when he catches sight of your swollen pussy lips sticking out between the fat of your trembling thighs. he's got a firm grip on the makeshift restraint, keeping your legs up when they want to give out. with his free hand he guides his cock to your slit, spreading your wet lips open around his fat tip as he slowly pushes inside you. you cry out at the fullness of the stretch, your legs shaking on his shoulder as he wraps his hands over your hips to steady you.

"fuck, so warm and tight, baby..." wrio groans, working his cock in deeper with slow thrusts until his heavy balls are pressing against your taint. "gonna fuck my shape into you..."

he fucks you long and hard, making you twist and white-knuckle the fabric beneath you, your eyes rolling back as his strong thighs slap into you. holding his shirt up with his teeth and your ankles together with his tie, the duke watches while your wet, puffy lips suck and give on his creamy, thick length.

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dumbificat · 6 months

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a little bit older, a black leather jacket…

a wriothesley biker! au oneshot. gn reader, no tws that i can see.

The little bell chimes as you enter the café debord, alerting others of your entrance. you head towards the counter but soon find you might be waiting a while. no problem, you can be in line for a bit. your favourite drink awaits you.

some minutes pass, and the line slowly gets served. you’re now waiting behind just one guy! one really tall guy. you hadn’t realised just how intimidating he seemed from the back. tall, black leather jacket, ripped jeans and boots, messing hair… yet he was ordering lemon tea? that’s surprising.

what was more surprising was the fact that he didn’t have enough money to pay. the worker looked a bit hesitant to say it, but it was true. you peeked your head around the wall of a man in front of you and quietly offered to pay. it was then then you finally managed to catch a glimpse of this guy’s face and. your heart skipped a beat. he was so handsome? [how can someone be this handsome] you find yourself thinking.

“are ya sure? ya don’t mind payin’?” he asked, in a perfectly baritone voice. the smoothness of his words stunned you for a moment, but you soon replied that,

“yes! it’s fine, no problem at all.” he then flashed you a grin that made your heat skip more than a few beats. the worker bought you out of your mini trance by shyly asking for the money, of which you provided. you then politely ordered your regular drink, and decided to treat yourself to a sweet snack as a reward for your good deed.

when you go to fetch your order, you notice the same guy from earlier sitting at a nearby table. he mouths the words “thank you” while holding his drink up, so you nod your head in acknowledgement and offer a small smile. he, in turn, gives you the same heart-stopping grin from back in the line. trying not to get distracted (again), you find a table with your drink and treat in hand.

you take a seat in a quiet part of the café, and start having some quality time with yourself. catching up on social media, reading a few chapters of a book, having some time to think. this day is yours, do with it what you will. despite being occupied, your mind couldn’t help but wander back to that guy. he was so handsome, you couldn’t help it! you look back to the table he was sat at and he was still there. what shocked you though, was that he was already looking at you. you shared surprised looks before smiling at each other once again.

it didn’t take long for you to finish your drink and treat after that, his smile playing on a loop in your mind. you noticed this guy was getting ready to leave just as you were. not wanting to be stunned again, you briskly left the café. you’re about to turn onto another street before you hear someone calling for you:

“hey, wait! you forgot this!” it was hard not to recognise his voice despite only having heard it once. there he was, the mystery guy on a motorcycle slowing down right next to you. he handed you your jacket! in your rush to leave, you must’ve forgotten to pick it up. well that’s embarrassing…

before you could thank him, he sped off, leaving you once again stunned. you sigh, and put the jacket on, instinctively reaching into the pockets. it was there that you found a small note:

xxxx-xxx-xxx

call me! - Wriothesley

thank you so much for reading. comments and reblogs (with tags) are much appreciated （╹◡╹）♡

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ugly-pickle · 4 months

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₊˚⊹♡ thinking about running your hands through his hair, playing with it, and gently scratching his scalp. he hums, letting you know that hes content. you eventually stop playing with his hair, trying to focus on your book, but he grabs your hand thats resting on his head and moves your hands back and forth. you take it as a sign that he wants you to keep caressing his hair

WRIOTHESLEY, childe, teru, ITTO, INOSUKE, muichiro, kou, KAZUHA, XIAO, CHONGYUN, GOROU, scaraouche, budo, taro

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str4wkinzi · 4 months

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02/02/24, working on a fic abt toji but i do NOT want to. wont be out until like next year

Prison Warden! Wriothesley x Prisoner! Reader.

nsfw content. by continuing into this post, you will be exposed to nsfw content. you have been warned.

Wriothesley never left the underworld. He’d stay there for months on end, barely bothering to call.

Non-prisoners aren’t allowed anywhere near the Fortress of Meropide, let alone go inside it. So, what do you do to see your beloved Wriothesley?

You commit a petty crime, tell on yourself to Neuvilette (who already knows what you’re doing), and land yourself in the Fortress of Meropide. As soon as you get inside you see him, arms crossed.

“I’ll take the convict from here.” He says to the guard. He leads you to his office, coming across people who call him ‘Your Grace.’

You both finally get to his office, he locks the big doors and turns to look at you.

“His grace? Is that why you don’t want to leave this place?” You snort. Wriothesley doesn’t budge.

“Oh, come on. I haven’t seen you in so long-“ “So you get sent to prison to see me.” It comes off more as a statement than a question.

You start to feel a little dejected. Looking upon your reasons that got you here, they don’t seem at all smart.

You give your lover and sheepish smile.

“I just missed you. Can you blame me?” You say as you go over and give him a kiss.

He sighs and smiles at you. Returning your kiss, he mumbles about how he missed you too. Suddenly, you pull back and look into his eyes.

The look he knows all too well.

“You didn’t just come down here because you missed me, did you?” He questions. Though, he already knows your real motives.

Now knowing you’ve been caught, you sigh and admit part of the reason you came. He laughs in your face for a hot second. Then, silence. Pure silence with a stone look on his face.

“Over the desk, convict.” Wriothesley demands.

You obey and bend over his desk. You feel the cold metal handcuffs on your wrists as they clank shut.

He takes your pants and underwear off. His fingers start to glide up and down along your slit, occasionally circling your clit.

Without warning, he plunges two of his thick fingers inside you. You whine out at the sudden intrusion, calling out your lovers name.

he uses another one of his fingers to rub your clit. Soon making you close to cumming.

“I’m close!” You whine out.

Just as you’re about to come undone, he stops.

“You’re going to cum on my cock.” He growls into your neck as he slides his pants and underwear off.

He starts to ease into you, rubbing your clit and kissing your neck.

“Fuck, you’re tight.” He hisses as he starts to slowly rock his hips into you.

Moans escape your lips as little groans come from his. He starts to pull you back by the handcuffs, slamming you on his cock.

Little whines turn into full screams of pleasure. He starts to grin as he gropes your clothed breasts. He knows you’re close to your release for the second time. As soon as he feels that pre-orgasm clench of your cunt, he stops.

You whine out. Looking back at him with tears in your eyes.

“You’re a convict now, y’know? I can’t just give u special treatment, baby.” He chuckles with a shit eating grin like no other.

He leans down, chest against your back as he whispers in your ear.

“Favoritism is against code. You gotta work for it, honey.”

You start to work your hips backwards, effectively bouncing yourself on his cock.

He starts to groan as you speed up your movements. You soon get close and clench around his cock again.

He grabs your hips and starts to slam his cock into you, slapping sounds fill the air as screams occupancy them.

He fucks you through your shared orgasm. He cums inside you and pulls his cock out of you, watching his cum drip out of you.

He puts his clothes on, then yours. He un cuffs you and sits you in his desks chair to relax. He goes outside with some paperwork but comes back soon after.

“You’ll be out tomorrow.” He says while he lifts you up and sits down on the chair, putting you in his lap.

You whine about how you don’t want to go.

He finally caves.

“I’ll let Neuvilette and the gardes know that you can come down when you’d like.” Wriothesley sighs.

He sees the sparkle in your eye as you hug his neck. He kisses your forehead.

“I love you.” He whispers.

The last thing you hear before you fall asleep. Right in your lovers arms.

Im gonna be like a dad that shows up every 7 years so be prepared <3

(got the idea from yagami yato (ty for reminding me that one comment) i also heard that shes done some not so good things and im not supporting her in ANY way! Ty to these two comments (i deleted them cuz i wanted to address it in the post itself just incase ppl dont check comments)

#str4wkinzi #str4wkinzi smut #dom character #sub reader #genshin impact smut #genshin smut #character x reader #wriothesley x you #wriothesley smut #wriothesley x reader #wriothesley #wriothesley x fem reader #wriothesley x gn reader #genshin x reader #genshin impact wriothesley #genshin impact fanfics #genshin impact #wrio

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dumplingsfordays · 5 months

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fiery embers

pairing - vampire!wriothesley x reader

genre - VERY suggestive fluff.

summary - one dark night, you take refuge in a seemingly abandoned castle which, unbeknownst to you, houses a vampire.

cw!: suggestive, mentions of blood, wrio kinda uh bites you several times, reader is implied to be a little drunk

note - holy cow I am so sorry I took so long to write this, I was kinda busy with hw and a couple bdays so uh yeah 😭 I also feel like this can be applied to blade + maybe dainsleif?? sort of dark n brooding characters lmao-

And as always, thank you for reading :))

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Your feet had never felt so sore before in your life as you approached your (hopefully) saving grace. It was a giant castle in the middle of the woods, with craggy black trees surrounding it on all sides - you were in the middle of a forest, after all. Sure, it seemed creepy and probably abandoned, but what were you gonna do when you have no other choice? Sleep outside, on the bare ground? No way. At least you could see a glimmer of orange light coming from one of the ground floor windows, most likely a fireplace. Ah, you were already imagining warming your frigid fingers by the flame...

Just a little more to go. Just a little, y/n, come on.

You shivered, your breath escaping your lips in puffs of mist as you approached the tall oak front doors. They were surrounded on both sides by crimson roses, their petals darker than any roses you've ever seen before, and their thorns were much sharper and longer. You paid them little mind as you pushed on the wood with your palm.

To your surprise, a door creaked open rather easily, and you entered the dark building with caution. When you turned back around, closing the door, you sensed heat coming from an adjacent room - thank God you weren't imagining things when you saw that flickering in one of the windows.

Hurrying over through a dark corridor to the room to the right of you, you arrived at a dim, and quite dusty, library. It was much larger than the bookshop in your village - bookshelves rose all the way up to a tall ceiling, and all of them were completely filled with the multicolored leather spines of books, illuminated by the gentle flickering flame emitted from the fireplace to your right. A mahogany writing desk sat in a far corner, and if there was something on it then you couldn't see it, it was too dark. Near the fireplace stood a loveseat furnished of the same exquisite wood, with crimson covers and golden detailing, almost daring you to sit down.

And sit down you did - with a relieved sigh, of course, and when you bent over to heat your hands by the warm fire you heard something shift in the corner.

You immediately whipped your head around. "Who's there?"

"I should be asking you that," came a baritone voice from the same corner, and following it, the figure of a tall man emerged from the shadows.

"I'm sorry, don't hurt me, please, I was just cold and I was so desperate to find shelter," you start to ramble, eyes widening in fear as you jumped up from the chair to face him. "Was I sitting in your chair? Oh, God, I'm so sorry, I'll leave now, I just needed to warm up a little-"

"There's no need to do that," the man interrupted calmly. He gestured you to sit back down, and, of course, you obeyed, albeit reluctantly. He pulled up a smaller chair some distance away from yours but still in close proximity to the fire and put his feet, donned in black slippers, up on the stone mantle.

You both sat in silence before he spoke up again.

"Are you from Carran? The village quite a ways from here?"

"Yes," you replied meekly and quietly, the overwhelming sense of guilt at breaking into someone's house (well, in this case, castle) flooding your system.

"Hmm." He paused in contemplation. "I don't know how you made it all the way here, it's freezing outside. I'm happy to provide anything you need, though, like food or clothes, in case you still feel cold."

At his mention of food, your stomach involuntarily growled - you forgot that you hadn't eaten in such a long time, you didn't have breakfast or lunch or dinner and it was probably late into the night by now.

"If it really isn't too much of a hassle or anything, I know that I just kind-of barged into your house and everything, but could I please have something to eat? I haven't done so in a while and I'll be grateful for anything."

Out of the corner of your eye, you saw him smile and stand up.

"Come along," he beckoned, "I haven't had dinner yet, so this is really the perfect opportunity to eat."

You followed him uncertainly to the kitchen, a large, open space with dark wooden shelves and a stove in the corner. There was an island, whose countertop was a big slab of (you guessed it) wood. The man, walking over to the stove, lit a match and started to heat up a pot, which, once it started to emit a pleasant, cozy smell, you realized to be full of chicken noodle soup.

When you sat to have dinner, you finished your meal way quicker than he did - such was your hunger - so you, as politely as possible, asked for seconds, which he gladly gave to you. Finally, after a tidbit of conversation, he brought up the topic of names.

"I should introduce myself," he started. "I'm Wriothesley. Well, Duke Wriothesley, officially. And you are...?"

"y/n. It's very nice to meet you, Your Grace."

He let out a short, booming laugh. "No need for formalities. You barged into my home, so I think it follows that we're past pleasantries by now."

Your cheeks reddened in embarrassment as you looked down at your second serving of soup, the broth glimmering in the gentle flickering of the candles around the room. You looked up momentarily, though - Wriothesley wasn't eating. But he said that he hadn't had dinner yet, and he implied that he was hungry...

"This sounds a little rude but..." you trailed off, trying to find words that sound a little more pleasant than 'you said you were hungry and you're not eating, so what's up with that'.

"Yes?" He glanced towards you and you swallowed.

"Why aren't you eating?"

The dark-haired man hummed a short note before answering. "I'll eat later. My appetite... lessened."

For a split second you caught a faint sparkle in his eyes when he said 'appetite', and that freaked you out, before you concluded that mealtimes were his own choice and you shouldn't really judge a person based on that. Shrugging it off, you continued eating.

As you finished up your second plate, Wriothesley, like a gentleman, scooped it up and placed it into the sink before asking if you cared for some wine. You, of course, accepted - what duke wouldn't have exquisite wines in his cellar?

You went back to the library to drink. The fire was warm, and with the alcohol in your system, it felt like you were wrapped up in a nice, cozy blanket while you sat by Wriothesley on the couch in relative silence, occasionally having tidbits of conversation with the man and taking a sip of wine every time another pause ensued. Eventually, you couldn't tell whether it was the alcohol making you feel this warm or just the fire - either way, you felt your previously nervous muscles relax, and instinctively, you shifted closer to him. Which was a mistake, as when your hand briefly touched his, you realized just how icy it was.

"Um, Wrio," you started, using a nickname that you assigned to him a couple conversations ago, "why are you so cold?"

Out of the corner of your eye, you saw him turn his head to meet your gaze questioningly. "Am I really?"

"Yeah, you're freezing."

"Oh, I thought you meant unfriendly," he chuckled, "I just happen to be colder than your average human."

"Human?" you smile. "You sound like a werewolf or a vampire or something."

"And what if I was?"

"Well... I probably wouldn't care." Yeah, the alcohol was definitely in your system now.

At your answer, Wriothesley raised a curious brow. "Don't you think they're vile? Scary? Threatening?"

"If you were a vampire, you haven't bitten me yet," you reply matter-of-factly, "so I don't think that you're terribly dangerous."

In a flash, he was on you - trapping you between himself and the couch, he leaned forward, almost forcing eye contact. You were helpless to do anything but lock your eyes onto his ice-blue ones.

"And if I bit you right now, would I still be dangerous?"

"Depends on if you chicken out or not."

Wrong choice, y/n!

"Well then." He dove to the crux of your shoulder, letting his surprisingly warm breath tickle your neck before grazing his teeth across the delicate skin. "Let me know if it gets too much, hmm?"

Resolving yourself to your fate was really the only thing you could do right now. You stared at the dark ceiling as you felt his rough hand caress your hair, tilting your head to the side for easier access, and finally biting down.

It stung at first, like two needles being injected within close proximity of each other, before the pain melted into excruciating pleasure after a couple of seconds. Wriothesley removed his fangs, favoring to lick the flowing spring of blood little by little.

"God, you taste sweet," he groaned, running his tongue along your neck. You writhed in his hold, clawing at his back, pressing him to your form, begging to bite you again and again and again-

He retracted his mouth from your neck, his absence making you whine pitifully as you tried to bring his head down, back to your shoulder.

"Look, I can barely look at you without needing to bite, I just feel... a little wrong if you don't want me to."

His steely-blue eyes locked onto yours, desperation and desire clearly evident in their depths. Please let me bite, sink my teeth into your soft skin. Fucking please, please, I need to or I'm gonna die.

"Yes, just do it, 'm begging you," you cry, letting out a relieved moan when he scraped his fangs across your skin where he bit you previously. And then he bit again, this time lower, trailing down to your shoulder. His hands started to roam, one finding purchase in your hair and the other holding his upper body up so that he didn't crush you beneath his chest.

Never in your life did you think that a vampire sucking your blood was going to feel so intoxicating. You couldn't help but gasp as he ghosted his cold lips across your fiery skin, indulging in real human blood (sheep and cow blood were getting very bland, almost seeming to him as dog food would to a person) that, to his added excitement, came from such a beautiful body. He pulled out every single noise that you could make out from your throat, sounds that compelled him to kiss and nip and lick your tender skin with urgent attentiveness.

Soon you began to feel lightheaded - a state which you couldn't tell if it came from the wine or the loss of blood - but you let Wriothesley know anyway by tapping him on the shoulder.

"Mmh, you taste so good, sweetheart," he praised, "what is it you need?"

"I'm feeling kind-of lightheaded n tired," you whispered in reply. His eyes widened for a split second, but returned to normal as he pulled himself off of you, making sure to press a finger to where he bit you to stop the bleeding.

"I'll get a bandaid, but thank you for letting me, thank you," Wriothesley sighed as he licked his lips and pressed a gentle kiss to your forehead. He stood up from the couch, grabbed a blanket from a nearby shelf, and draped the heavy material over you, sort-of tucking you in before leaving the library to fetch a bandaid.

Now alone, you turned over to your side to look at the flames. They were dying now, embers flickering a deep orange as they cast light onto the surrounding bookshelves and you, and the heat emanating from them was pleasantly warm. Folding your knees up to your chest, you closed your heavy eyes and at last succumbed to sleep.

#genshin #wriothesley #wrio #wriothesley x reader #wriothesley smut #wriothesley fluff #wriothesley genshin #genshin impact #genshin x reader #genshin smut #genshin fluff #wrio x reader #wrio fluff #wrio smut #genshin wriothesley #genshin wrio

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ccalxx · 7 months

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Duke of the Meropide Fortress

#genshin impact #genshin spoilers #genshin impact wrio #genshin impact wriothesley #genshin #wrio #might make a fic for him later since he's so cute #the duke of the meropide fortress #meropide fortress #duke #wriothesley #wriothesley x reader #fontaine #fontaine 4.1

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larkspyrr · 7 months

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ocean away

you are a fontainian noble with dreams of greater things than the cushy, monotonous existence of an aristocrat's wife. he is a criminal-turned-duke whose position is as precarious as it is vital to his goals. you both are pressured to marry — and you both have no interest in doing so.

a pretend attachment could solve all your problems and keep the wolves at bay. what could possibly go wrong?

read it on ao3 — my carrd — playlist

✎ PAIRING: wriothesley x fem!reader

✎ CONTENT: semi-canon compliant, pov alternating, fake dating, mutual pining, hurt/comfort, fluff, humor, + more to be added as i go

✎ WARNINGS: spoilers & speculation for 4.1+, mature content/themes, canon-typical violence, language

✎ WORD COUNT: 49k (and counting)

✎ STATUS: ongoing

A/N: this is lightly bridgerton inspired. as soon as i started learning about this guy i knew he was right up my alley (read: the woman was smitten), and then when doing a silly game with @pixelwisp, i got wrio + 'we could form an attachment' like. what was i supposed to do

-> see extended author's notes/tags on ao3

reblogs are appreciated!

INDEX:

chapter i — we could form an attachment

chapter ii — tell yourself it's easy

chapter iii — beat me up so i can fight for what i believe in

chapter iv — i'll use you as a focal point

chapter v — would i run off the world someday?

chapter vi — i have my freedom but i don't have much time

chapter vii — i see oceans in your soul

chapter viii — deeper than the truth

chapter ix — and all i can breathe is your life

chapter x — coming soon!

#wriothesley #wriothesley x reader #wrio #wrio x reader #genshin #genshin impact #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #genshin x you #genshin imagines #reader insert #lark.writes #🌊

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toastytunamelts · 4 months

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wriothesley

was meant to be outfit study oops

#wriothesley #digital art #fanart #genshin art #genshin fanart #genshin impact #wrio #my art #anatomy is hard bro

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zhongscara · 7 months

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neuvillette probably worries about wriothesley figuring out he's the hydro sovereign and wonders how to break it to him without losing his trust etc etc, meanwhile wriothesley figured it out some time ago and is just trying to figure out the most polite way to ask if dragon anatomy is really like what those saucy fontainian romance novels say

#wriolette #mine.txt #wrio #neuvi #yes wrio reads paperback erotica. it gets boring reading just official letters and writeups.

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pynkricee · 4 months

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Lick The Cuffs

Wriothesley During Sex... ◇ ( His Point of View)

So... are you ready??

"Let me make love to you like no one else has, My Love..." I whispered in your ear as I took your hands, cuffing them above your head. My gaze locked onto yours as my lips begin to touch your neck. My hands move down around your breast as I press my body deeply into yours.

"I wanna taste you..." whispering softly, taking my time as I spread your legs apart, my thick hands gripping the outter skin of your thighs.. my thumbs pressing deeply into the bottom corners of your wetness.

You now shake uncontrollably as I begin to breathe heavily from your reaction. I can't help but get turned on from you not being able to move as my jet black cuffs keep you bonded.

"Let me fuck you... please baby..? I moan, I cry in pleasure as I slowly slide my wet, throbbing dick into you wet atmosphere.. My mouth open as you breathe into mine as I begin to move quicker between your paradise.. putting all my pressure on you as I try my best to hold myself up with one hand. My muscles tingle as you clench your legs around my waist. My scars glistened from the sweat dripping from my body. Your body screams as I stroke deeper as your water begins to rain on me. The bed, a rollercoaster, of emotions, sexual tension, as your screams and cries bounce off the walls becoming music to my ears.

"Cum with me baby..." My moans, pleading as I grip your shoulder, feeling your scream and your pressure as your cumming floods me as I throb inside you. I fill you up, groaning as my arm is about to give out as your pussy claims me as yours.

"I Love You Baby..." I whispered in your ear, releasing you from my prison of love and destruction.

" Now... Baby...Let me Love you...."

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i-am-a-l0st-gh0st · 4 months

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Please kindly consider this Wriothesley request: You are the newest prisoner in the Fortress of Meropide; framed by your ex-husband for a crime since he wants your money to marry his new lover.

Determined to clear your name upon you served your time, you strive to be a model prisoner throughout your sentence.

Wriothesley finds himself intrigued by you, a minor Fontaine noble sentenced to his domain. Through his information network, he not only uncovers numerous holes to your case, he also finds out that your former husband is part of a conspiracy to bring disgrace to your family. Two weeks later, he summons you to his office and sets out his plan to have your former husband and his co-conspirators brought to justice.

Please also kindly take as long as you need with this request; I have no qualms in waiting. Furthermore, by no means feel obligated to prioritize this request over your other requests.

We listen to a lotta true crime- Wrio x Gn!reader

But it's alright, she'll be fine t/w- prison, Wriothesley flirts(?) with you summary- as shown above A/n- I need feedback on some of my works or this one, just moment some things I do well or need to work on. I do want to write a book one day and hopefully getting this feedback will help! thanks in advance. Also taglist as been updated! Part 2, Part 3

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The fortress of Meropide was surprisingly warmer than above ground. You thought it might be a little chilly due to being underwater. It wasn’t hard to get used to and if it was you’d have to suck it up. This was your home for the next 8 years, or maybe longer.

Walking towards the registration desk felt like a walk to your death. You were a Fontaine noble and it was rare to see someone like you in a place like this. Once your papers were signed, a strongly built man came towards you. His black hair swayed even if there was no wind, the grey streak fitting in perfectly. Scars came just above his shirt, with a loosely tied tie. He was a rather stunning man, and most would fall for him instantly.

“Ah, you must y/n. The Fontaine noble, I've been waiting for your arrival.” He flashed a smile that made your cheeks turn slightly red.

“Yes, that is me. You are?”

“Wriothesley, the duke of Meroipide.”

You tensed up at his words, you didn’t know this was the duke. His gaze was warm and made you feel like you were safe, despite being in prison. The way his eyes were soft but also pierced yours, the way his scars stood out but also blended in. He just seemed perfect. The silence continued for a while until Wriothesley spoke up.

“Y/n, may I speak to you, privately.” His face showed little emotion.

“Sure.” You tried to sound calm but felt your voice breaking.

The pair of you walked towards the duke's office. The double opened which led to a dimly lit room with a small winding staircase. Wriothesley led you up the stairs where he did his work. Four bookshelves lined the back walls and a wolf crest right in the middle of the wall. Similar to the one on his vest.

“Your case confuses me Y/n.” He began to speak. “You were a Fontaine noble, you had everything you needed but why would you try and kill your husband?”

“Sir, you have to believe me, I didn’t do it.”

“I need more evidence before I pick a side. As of now, you’re still guilty, but maybe you can tell me everything about the day of the ‘murder’.”

You began to tell him about the day of the murder. You were out all day with some friends and had alibis to prove that, once you got home the police were talking to your husband. Then arrested you. You went to court a week later and the judge ruled you as guilty and now you were here.

Wriothesley nodded along taking in all the information and occasionally writing stuff down. He did have a report on you, but from what you gave it seemed inaccurate. There were a few holes in your case such as no murder weapon and no motive. Your husband was a lot richer than you and may have used that against you.

“Its starting to get late, we can continue this tomorrow.”

“Oh alright, thank you sir.”

He walked you too your dormitory, it wasn’t small but it was decently sized, cosy enough for you.

“Don’t think just because your a noble your getting special treatment. Your just like the rest of us.”

“I didn’t think i would sir.”

“Please don’t call me sir, it makes me feel old.”

“Oh sorry.”

“You know, I’ve taken quite a liking to you y/n.” He quickly turned the other way, probably walking back to his office. He left you too stunned to speak.

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