iudiex

[iudiex]

eyoooo we're besties now!

#⋅ ♛ ⋅ — › ɴᴏ ʙᴀɢᴜᴇᴛᴛᴇs ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʀᴛʀᴏᴏᴍ. — ⌜ ooc ⌟ #yet i keep him in my teapot anyway you cannot stop me

[iudiex]

it's a bit late, but he's finally done.

#looks at the other dragon #ur next

[iudiex]

Consider this

#its true he does purr op you're so right #⋅ ♛ ⋅ — › ᴏɴ ᴛʀᴀɪ̂ɴᴇ sᴇs ᴄʜᴀɪ̂ɴᴇs. — ⌜ visage ⌟

[iudiex]

Ahhhhh the key art!!! NEUVI IS SO WKWKKEKRKRKKEKEJDKKR

#throwing up brb #I just love him

[iudiex]

desperately wanting to do some writing soon, especially with some new connections and partners! so mutuals give this a like if you're interested in plotting. i will advise that given the nature of my job and the fact that my social battery is perpetually at like 10% these will be slow going, and dished out throughout the week and weekend.

#for the morning crowd.

[iudiex]

if fontaine were to have the hypothetical equivalent of halloween, neu.vi would have a special bowl of treats for trick or treating melusines. additionally, while most human children refuse to brave his home simply because he’s so intimidating, those that do always walk away with the best human confections in the city.

#i just think neuvi giving out Halloween candy would be cute okay #⋅ ♛ ⋅ — › ᴊᴇ ᴠᴏᴜᴇ ᴍᴇs ɴᴜɪᴛs... — ⌜ headcanon ⌟

[iudiex]

"This sentence is too severe, forgive me for overruling it."

#aaa my baby girl #⋅ ♛ ⋅ — › ᴏɴ ᴛʀᴀɪ̂ɴᴇ sᴇs ᴄʜᴀɪ̂ɴᴇs. — ⌜ visage ⌟

[iudiex]

the urge to write something silly and halloween themed for neu.vivi...

#idk what he'd be for halloweenie and my brain is too toast to puzzle this out rn #he and wrio should go as each other #or he and fu.rina as each other #jk he'd never be caught dead dressed as an archon #neu.vi in shorts tho kinda.... #⋅ ♛ ⋅ — › ɴᴏ ʙᴀɢᴜᴇᴛᴛᴇs ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʀᴛʀᴏᴏᴍ. — ⌜ ooc ⌟

[iudiex]

and they lived happily ever after with infuriatingly fickle crit/dmg ratios

#⋅ ♛ ⋅ — › ɴᴏ ʙᴀɢᴜᴇᴛᴛᴇs ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʀᴛʀᴏᴏᴍ. — ⌜ ooc ⌟

[iudiex]

this is so funny to me. @wulvend / @omencome / @caelune

#⋅ ♛ ⋅ — › ɴᴏ ʙᴀɢᴜᴇᴛᴛᴇs ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʀᴛʀᴏᴏᴍ. — ⌜ ooc ⌟

[iudiex]

Fontaine, amiright?

#yeah. #⋅ ♛ ⋅ — › ᴏɴ ᴛʀᴀɪ̂ɴᴇ sᴇs ᴄʜᴀɪ̂ɴᴇs. — ⌜ visage ⌟

[iudiex]

           𝐓𝐇𝐄   𝐁𝐄𝐂𝐊𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆   𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐓   𝐎𝐅   𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐇   𝐋𝐈𝐘𝐔𝐄𝐍   teas   permeates   his   apartment,   leaves   steeping   arduously   in   the   pot   that   boils   over   his   stove.   upon   a   mother   of   pearl   inlaid   tray   does   he   adorn   a   series   of   light   blue   saucers,   cups,   sugar   cubes,   cucumber   sandwiches,   and   the   pot   itself.   though   it   is   an   early   morning   hour   -   he   knows   his   lover   to   wake   for   this,   and   neuvillette   hopes   to   stir   him   indeed.   so   with   careful   claws   (for   at   home,   he   wears   nothing   but   wriothesley's   shirt   and   an   apron   -   this   too,   a   tactical   choice),   he   hefts   the   tray   -   and   makes   for   the   bedroom.

           slim   hip   nudging   the   door   aside,   he   enters   the   darkened   room   with   little   fanfare.   illuminated   by   the   slats   of   sunlight   beneath   the   dark   curtains   and   his   own   horns,   neuvillette   places   the   tray   upon   wriothesley's   nightstand,   and   swoops   downwards   -   ever   so   graceful.   hands   placed   gently   upon   the   pillow   next   to   his   head,   the   starlight   of   silken   tresses   cascade   about   them,   and   with   them   -   neuvillette   descends,   peppering   a   sweet   kiss   to   the   stubbled   curve   of   his   lover's   jaw,   the   shapely   stroke   of   his   cheekbone,   and   then   the   fluffy   curl   of   an   ear.   

           ❝   it's   time   to   wake   up,   your   grace.   ❞   he   murmurs,   whisper   soft   and   smoothing   a   hand   down   the   younger's   side.   then   -   he   turns   towards   pouring   the   tea,   a   perfect   cup   -   an   artform,   learned   just   for   wriothesley.   ❝   today   is   your   big   debut,   after   all.   ❞

@wulvend

#wulvend #this is my offering. #he better come home early #⋅ ♛ ⋅ — › ᴍᴀɪɴ. — ⌜ verse. i ⌟

[iudiex]

he   is   very   excited   for   his   husband   to   come   home   today!

#HAPPY WRIO DAY EVERYONE. #may your pulls be blessed by the hydro sovereign himself! #⋅ ♛ ⋅ — › ᴊᴜᴅɢɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ʀɴ. — ⌜ dash commentary ⌟

[iudiex]

almost doneeeee.

#i don't play this game enough to triple crown a character on day one upon release #also farming the ocean bits makes me super motion sick #and since im pulling for wrio too im literally suffering because of the apep bits #so fucking stupid they take the same boss #i hate that shit #especially because apep is giving me only wrio's pieces WHICH IS FINE I JUST. #ALSO NEED THEM. FOR WRIO. SO I DON'T WANT TO CONVERT THEM. #suffers loudly #stupid spiteful salad lizard #⋅ ♛ ⋅ — › ɴᴏ ʙᴀɢᴜᴇᴛᴛᴇs ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʀᴛʀᴏᴏᴍ. — ⌜ ooc ⌟

[iudiex]

i have (basically) remade my multi! because my schedule is suddenly so busy again, i have decided to consolidate a number of my blogs and vaguely alive muses over there. NEUVILLETTE WILL BE STAYING ON THIS BLOG. nothing is changing for him. he is still my MAIN MUSE. worry not. but anyways, the multi is over here @foxfinch if anyone is interested! uwu

#⋅ ♛ ⋅ — › ɴᴏ ʙᴀɢᴜᴇᴛᴛᴇs ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʀᴛʀᴏᴏᴍ. — ⌜ ooc ⌟ #one more rebagel

[iudiex]

Mesmerized ⛓️🌧️

#⋅ ♛ ⋅ — › ᴏɴ ᴛʀᴀɪ̂ɴᴇ sᴇs ᴄʜᴀɪ̂ɴᴇs. — ⌜ visage ⌟ #headcanon accepted....

[iudiex]

@rationaltruth: quietly rests his chin on neuvillette's shoulder.

          𝐓𝐇𝐄   𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐏𝐈𝐃𝐄   𝐌𝐀𝐃𝐄   𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐅𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑   clock   in   the   corner   ticks   away,   slow   and   somnolent   in   the   late   hour.   the   sun   has   long   since   set,   the   evening   crowds   dispersed   as   the   weather   grew   chilly,   and   even   neuvillette   himself   had   chosen   to   take   most   of   his   work   home   -   as   opposed   to   remaining   in   his   office   until   two   or   three   in   the   morning.   this,   of   course,   had   more   to   do   with   what   waited   for   him   there   -   as   opposed   to   the   cold   loneliness   of   a   solitary   candle.   it   was   hard   to   say   no   to   doing   his   work   where   the   scribe   was   staying   -   when   his   presence   was   so   much   more   warm   and   encompassing   than   what   loneliness   could   provide.

          the   coffee   table   is   laden   with   papers,   a   wine   bottle,   and   two   nearly   empty   glasses.   in   the   corner,   a   phonograph   drones   a   soft,   jazzy   tune,   and   neuvillette   would've   found   himself   swaying   to   it   were   he   alone   -   but...   he   has   long   since   been   perched   upon   the   scribe's   warm   lap,   secured   to   the   strength   of   his   body   as   he   perused   the   documents   before   him   while   the   other   chose   to   read   whatever   text   he'd   scrounged   from   neuvillette's   private   collection.   

          they'd   been   like   this   the   better   part   of   an   hour   now,   and   neuvillette   does   not   mind   in   the   slightest   -   not   as   that   chin   rests   on   his   shoulder   and   he   might   hum,   tucking   himself   comfortably   back   into   the   warmth   of   the   other's   chest.   as   if   on   reflex,   the   dragon   tilts   his   head   backwards,   craning   his   neck   just   slightly   to   brush   his   cool   lips   upon   the   scribe's   warm   cheek,   a   nuzzle   following   suit.   when   he   blinks,   lashes   flutter   against   alhaitham's   skin,   before   a   soft   sigh   resonates   from   within   him.

                    ❝   should   we   retire,   ma   moitié   ?   the   hour   grows   late.   ❞

#⋅ ♛ ⋅ — › ᴊ'ᴀᴠᴏᴜᴇ ᴊᴇ ᴍᴀᴜᴅɪs. — ⌜ answered ⌟ #⋅ ♛ ⋅ — › ᴍᴀɪɴ. — ⌜ verse. i ⌟ #rationaltruth #god they're so cute #bookworm ya.oi