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definitelysel · 4 months
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I am on hiatus because of exams but @danijaci you have pulled me out of it for today thanks to your biker!Wriothesley drawing. 😭😭💫💕🦋
Please allow me to add some words to your scrumptious art because I am obsessed with this man.
biker!Wriothesely x 9 to 5 job!reader.
not proof read i wrote this in 30 minutes and put it in queue.
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It was a wet day. The air was moist and puddles had formed around every corner. You walked with your files clutched under one arm, umbrella held in the other, sheltering you from the light drizzle that remained after the heavy downpour from a few hours ago.
Your clothes were recently washed and neatly ironed. Atleast they were till someone whizzed past you, splashing you with puddle water, soiling your clothes. You yelled curses at them, trying to brush away the water on your clothes which clearly was a futile attempt.
You turned around to walk home and get changed into a new pair of clothes till you noticed the biker who splashed water on you, was coming back. You came to halt as the biker parked their bike in front of you before pulling the visor of the helmet up.
You could see icy blue hues staring at you. The voice was muffled you could make out a 'sorry' in their sentence. "I can't understand what you are saying." You frowned, not pleased with the situation at all.
The biker removed their helmet to reveal a man, beautiful beyond comprehension. His hand reached up to fluff up his black locks which had been flattened by the helmet, while his other hand placed the helmet on the handle of the biker. He swiftly kicked the stand of his bike before making his way to you.
"I said I am sorry for splashing you with water. It was an accident and I should've been more careful." He sighed, assessing the damage caused by his recklessness.
"Oh it is fine, it will come off. The only problem is that I am late for work." You grimaced at the feeling of the clothes sticking against your skin. He seemed to have noticed that.
"How about I give you a ride back home and to your office? It'll save you time and in exchange of helping you, you'll forgive me. Sounds like a win-win." He offered. You hesitated since getting on a bike with a strange guy was complete violation of the stranger danger rul— screw it.
"I'll take you up on that offer."
"Great. One more thing.." he took off his jacket and leaned in to wrapped it around you. You took your time to admire the man while he was busy zipping the jacket up. After he was done he glanced up at you. There was an awkward silence, you could feel his body warmth radiate upon coming in proximity and—
"Let's go. The jacket will prevent you from feeling cold while riding on the bike." He walked over to his biker and mounted it. He gestured you to take a seat while strapping his helmet back on. He then handed you a spare and drove off.
Your life was usually dull. A boring 9 to 5 job, same old sceneries and same old people had made life monotonous, yet this moment of sitting on a bike with the cool air hitting your body, the vehicle effortlessly taking smooth twists and turns was an escape from all of that.
You had your arms wrapped around his waist. Part of your arm could feel his muscular built under the clothing. He was a gentleman, responsible, quick-witted and good looking. What more could a girl ask for—
"We are here." He dropped you off at your house. If only you knew that from that day, the strange man would become an inseparable part of your life.
biker!wriothesley who would drop you to your office and back everyday under the excuse that it will save you time and energy even though he simply wants to enjoy the warmth of your arms wrapped around him.
biker!wriothesley who would bring big bouquets of your favourite flower each week in hopes to impress you.
biker!wriothesley who steals you away from your friends to go on an impromptu outing with him.
biker!wriothesley who loves watching sunsets with you while sharing a pint of icecream.
biker!wriothesley who fell harder after you fell first.
biker!wriothesley who would feel happy even at the smallest biking related gift you get him. He is a strong believer of sincerity.
biker!wriothesley who always gives up his jacket whenever you feel cold and always puts your comfort first.
biker!wriothesley who was hesitant on confessing but eventually mustered the courage to do so.
"Hey big guy, why did you bring me here all of a sudden?" You enquired softly. Wriothesely was a man with many scars and a fragile heart. He only ever dragged you away when he was feeling upset.
"It's nothing. I am just- I have to come out clean about this.." he sighed, trying to face you. The sunset's beauty only made you look more captivating in his eyes than you already were.
Wriothesley had always been gentle with you. Ever since the day he splashed water on you, to the time where he accidentally hit you in the face with the helmet while tossing it to you, hoping you would catch it, uptill now.
He looked at you with endearment, sincerity and love. You were his solace in his adventurous life while he was your spark in your mundane one. You two were like puzzle pieces. Meant for eachother. Meant to complete one another.
"I like you. I find my thoughts drifting towards you all the time. I thought biking was my only passion, nothing could take my attention away from my love for bike riding but then you came and—" he cupped your face, his frost blue eyes spoke a thousand words which his mouth couldn't utter.
biker!wriothesley whose partner in crime (not literally) is you. He can confide in you about his problems and loves when you talk to him in biker terms.
biker!wriothesley who loves taking you on long drives. He loves exploring new places and seeing the smile that traveling brings to your face.
biker!wriothesley who flaunts you off to his biker buddies or 'gang' he named 'The Meropide' talking non stop about how amazing you are.
biker!wriothesley who teases you alot.
"Wriothesley- you have been cleaning your bike since the past 2 hours!" You complained, he treated that bike like royalty. Cleaning it, greasing it, getting air in the tires—
"You see sweetheart, I have to take care of my wife. I am simply spending quality time with her." He smirked at you.
"Oh yeah? Then what am I?" You asked, arms crossed across your chest.
"You are my mistress—"
You didn't let him touch you the entire day.
biker!wriothesley who gets all shy and clammy at physical intimacy, be it holding hands, hugging or stealing kisses.
biker!wriothesley who wouldn't trade you for the world. He holds you dear and the day he confessed to you, he had given a piece of his heart to you and vowed to always be by your side.
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this is so scuffed- I haven't written in so long especially in this format.
but hell do I not love wriothesley.
don't copy, plagiarize, repost.
©definitelysel
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catcze · 9 months
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do you have more hybrid wriothesley thoughts?
i know you think he'd be a dog hybrid but what about the obvious, wolf?
I HAVE MANY MANY MANY THOUGHTS bUT i will put them in points for my own sanity and so that i do not break my keyboard from typing ajksndajkakjs
I tried to,,, contain myself,,, as an exercise of self control,,,, but I still ended up writing smthn a little long TT
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Wriothesley who is literally super soft, but only when he's around you.
Most people see him as the duke, as the admin of the fortress. He's got a fearsome reputation as someone who doesn't take any shit, and for good reason. He's not someone to be fucked with, in the least. The only exception to this rule is you. Wriothesley actually turns clingy when you're in his vicinity. Always turning his head so he can keep you in his peripheral vision, always making sure that you don't seem upset. The moment he sees a frown marring your face, he's striding over to you, a hand on your shoulder and quietly asking if you're alright.
He's... a bit more protective than you would have initially thought. Must be a wolf thing, you guess.
It was the most evident the first time both of you had went to Sumeru on a leisurely trip to see more of Teyvat. Neither of you could have expected accidentally triggering one of those strange machines in the desert, nor the hostility that it showed towards the both of you. Now, you were competent in a fight, and Wriothesley already knew that beforehand, but he still took it upon himself to place himself between the construct and you, infusing his gauntlets with Cryo and taking it out before you could even do anything. And then, instead of even checking himself over, he had rushed over to your perfectly fine self, checking over you and making sure you were okay.
He's always incredibly delighted to see you, and if you're alright with it, he likes to be connected to you in some way, shape or form.
Wriothesley is basically your living, walking blanket. Any chance he can get, he drapes himself on your back, practically flopping on you and leaving you to yelp and deal with the sudden weight you're burdened with. It's fun to mess with you while still holding you close, he reasons to himself. You grumble and sigh about how this is the third time I've dropped my drink because of you, Wriothesley, but you can tolerate it, you suppose, when he always looks so pleased when he's with you.
Wolfboy Wriothesley would be more,,, flirtatious, than dogboy wriothesley 👀👀
Wolfboy Wriothesley knows the effect he has on you. He knows how embarrassed you get when he holds you hand and keeps you by his side in front of other people. He knows how you react to his playful, flirty quips and his banter, and he just can't get enough of any of it. He says some of the simplest shit, but he's so rizzed when he says it that it becomes flirty !! With how he says it, he can make you feel so so so confident in yourself for the entire day, and it makes sure that you know how into you he is, so it's a win-win in his book.
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daze4all · 21 days
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Sing for Me Sweetly Song Bird Wriothesley x Girlfriend!Reader Smut NSFW
Synopsis: Wriothesley unwraps his present aka his girlfriend for the evening after a long day at work in his office
Tags: NSFW , Smut, Tie play, Powerplay, slight Prisoner x warden play, musician reader!, Childhood friend! Reader, Fluff & Smut, consent, biting, bruising, kissing, third base, orall,, bondage, riding, thigh, mutual groping, possessive, protective, slight soft yandere wrio but mostly fluffy sweet, romabtic sexy. Sugar daddy , Tie bondage , Smut ,Teasing ,Present ,Thigh riding ,Boyfriend girlfriend , Desk sex
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“Give me a music lesson sometime?” Wriothesly teases leaning down tempting you with his sly smirk. His arm lingering on yours a burning contact.
“Hmm I’d have to think about the price….” you trail off as your eyes wander.
You lean back eyes trailing his bright eyes accented by his marks, his strong jawline, the too tight buttons on his chest whilst fiddling with his tie. 
Then pulling Wriothesly forward with his red tie and with a kiss and wink
“Will this do? “ You crooned to Wriothesly dazed expression that turn into toothy smile determined to meet your challenge 
“Oh, or shall I make you sing?” Wriothesly purrs as he inquired leaning close breath ghosting your neck as you lean in begging him to take a taste with chuckle Wrio busies himself kissing and nipping with teeth and tongue your chest and neck to claim you as his own. 
He works his way up until he meets your lips a chaste kiss turning into tongues tangling as lips crashed into a horny tongue kiss for dominance.
“I think I might need a bit more than that” yanking off his tie and leaning in for another kiss.
Your hand splayed on his chest your fingers toying to undo the buttons straining from a too tight vest on his bulky chest. 
Wrio busies himself kissing and nipping with teeth and tongue your chest and neck to claim you as his own. 
As he smoothly lifts you from the couch onto his desk. Sweeping off struck of paperwork and pen.
Admiring your assets and you his before diving in licking and making you keen as he wet tonque explored you skin. Mapping his love to you reaching your pearl and making you sing as promised.
“Heh you taste sweet and sour just like it~” Wriothesly teases. Eyes hungry as he devours you. Wriothesly smirks and licks his lips with toothy grin your desire making his lips sheen.
“Oh shut up you-“  mumble embarrassed as you return  a playful squeeze to his ass that gets him going. He growls into your neck and ruts into you. “Oh wanna play it that way?” he challenges as he perks up his hair resembling dog ear and predatorily caught a scent of arousal. A
A gleam in Wriothesly eyes telling you his switch was flipped to be more rough with you.
 “Afraid, I’ll have to arrest for wandering hands and indecent exposure in front of the law!~” Wriothesley teases admiring your bedraggled form.  
You were half undressed from his ministrations. His shirtless chest and abb pronounced as he clinks the handcuffs from his side onto one of your arms as he  pulls you forward into another bruising kiss.
“Guess you’d have to go to jail too officer~” you chime in catching him by surprise with another kiss as you click the other manacle on his wrist.
You intertwine your fingers with the manacled hand with your own as he pins you p to the desk and he ruts into o
“Hah you want to play it that way?” He teases as he returns the squeeze to your mounds and flicks the nipple idly as he slows his pace.
Your insides throbbing in anticipation as he teases with the tip. “So hungry~ aren’t you my dear?”
“Beg for it” he commands with a growl one cyan eyes flickering with amusement ablaze as he chases pleasure with his hips in your warmth.
Slowly, entering, only to shy away. 
“Ah please more~”
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“Please what?”  He echoes cockily adding in a finger to rub and flick your bud as you leak on his fingers and he chuckles.
“Ah such good girl you’re doing great so warm wet” Wriothesley teases. All the while
murmuring praises in your ear hoarsely.
“ Wrio~  stop teasing me” you cry frustrated beating lightly at his toned chest and twisting his nipple in retaliation to his aroused moan.
“… ah there for me. Squeeze just like that baby”  Wriothesley teases and  moans the plan backfires as he smirks  
“Got to do better that sweetie. I’ve had much worse~” Wriothesley challenges as he gesturesto his scarred chest. In retaliation, you lean down to lick  and suck hickey on his skin.
As you suck on his fingers the heat unbearable until you break not satisfied with just the tip.
“Give me ah your everything” you blush embarrassed as he slams into you.
 He smiles turned on as he brushes back his hair and sweat trailing down his chest to stare hungrily with gleaming cyan eyes to watch you be undone by your own orgasm.
“As you wish don’t regret it~” Wriothesley smiles wickedly. A shark’s grin that caught his prey. as he slams back into you, so you see stars.
Fluidly as if swimming stroke by stroke. A steady wild rhythm as he buries himself in your warmth.
He grabs your ass as revenge for your ass grab and pushes you further into him with a squelch and squeak of surprise. 
 You embrace his broad back scratching his shoulders with your nails. A delicious mix of “you fell so goood~ pleasure and pain as he is the one unwinding your and making you lose control in your pleasure.
Then switch to holding onto his buns in turn as he groans and smirks at you. Groaning in pleasure your  “ahh if only I could be buried in you forever dear~”
Quickly, he hardens and spills inside your tight warm walls.
Your sounds devolving into a moan of pleasure by his hips undulating rhyme as he takes you over and over. 
A desire he first had when he had first seen you under the stage lights and singing in the streets. 
Until you both reach your satisfied high and settle for cuddling in the blankets with warm tea on the clean coach.
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-After glow-
“Always nice to see you ~ “ you hum happily in his arm snuggling into his bear hug.
“Mhmm stay here for bit “ Wriothesley he comment with peck on the check after you cleaned up .You blushing from the proximity as he engulfs you in a bear hug. 
“Aww don’t want to stay caged up in my arms? “he teases. Catching up reader in bear hug. His rising erection saying hi.
“You weren’t complaining when I was hugging you earlier” Wrio shouts back with an eyebrow waggle that has you blushing and giggling. 
“You horn dog!”
You gasp in mock horror as you throw a couch pillow and devolve into another pillow fight. That leads to another round with close proximity and attraction still thick in the air from the previous activities. 
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for the friend who's a wrio fan hopefully did this smut justice sweet but Spicy~
Imagine: Wriothesley &  his significant other get frisky with handcuffs but forget the key…to unlock them afterwards lol . His are custom made after all lol….
Extra~ Side Shot After Care Funny Thought: Those cuffs don’t have key lol
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Based on the voice line:  
Did you know most handcuffs can be unlocked with the same master key?
Except mine of course. They’re Different~ - Wriothesley
Side Shot After Care Funny Thought: Those cuffs don’t have key lol
Drowsily you wake to the next day. 
There’s a steaming cup of tea on the tabletop. 
“I see you have woken up to the world “ Wriothesley greets you with a kiss to your cheek
“Oh ,and what is with this welcome?” You ask with raised eyebrow jangling the handcuffs on your wrist still on from last nights romp.
“Opp must have forgot those … “ Wriothesley laughs and fiddles to unlatch the handcuffs.
The jingling continues for long time as silence reigns and Wriothesley begin to chuckle nervously a sheepish grin on his face.
“ So, about the handcuffs… those are custom made. SOOO I don’t have the key on me right now?”
“WRIO!”
“Till death do us part?”
“I’m going to break them.”
“Wait no! I had them made can we at least get another use out of-ow”
“You deserve that…”
“Is that a maybe?”
Side note: what if Wriothelsey custom handcuffs were only cosmetic so he never had a key made for them lol….
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bywrios-moved · 1 month
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sometimes, it’s easy to forget that wriothesley isn’t invincible.
he makes it seem so easy—fighting, that is. all quick, sharp movements and light footwork. it’s almost like he’s dancing as he circles his opponents in the pankration ring, fists held high to shield his face. and outside the ring, he’s aided by those gauntlets of his that pack one hell of a mean punch.
all this to say, wriothesley doesn’t often get hurt. but he is still just a man, and to err is human, as they also say.
and so you give him an apologetic smile as he sucks in a sharp breath between his teeth when you press a damp cotton swab to a cut on his cheek. he’d gotten it trying to break up a fight between a few inmates, and one of them got a lucky hit in. his large, warm hands rest on your knees as he sits across from you, caged in by his own legs to ensure you can get close enough. his thumbs draw idle shapes into your skirt as you clean up the little cut, and he lets his mind wander as he looks at you.
you’re too preoccupied to notice his lingering blue gaze as it traces the contours and dips of your face, over the ridge of your cheekbones and the delicate bow of your lips, before settling on your eyes. ones so full of warmth and sincerity, both things wriothesley once thought he’d never be so intimately familiar with.
but you proved him wrong. and oh, how he loves it. loves you.
when you pull away, your work done, he catches your wrist gently. he grins at the puzzled look on your face, and the way your head tilts to the side in confusion ever so slightly. archons take him, you’re so damn cute.
“i think you’re forgetting something, doc,” he teases, and you blink. your eyes flicker from his eyes to the cut and back, and you frown. wriothesley hums, and to help you along, he lets his eyes flicker noticeably down to your lips then back up—which immediately draws an exasperated noise from you.
“you want me to kiss it better?”
and he grins, charmingly boyish. “pretty please, princess?”
(it takes him giving you his best puppy dog eyes before you relent and press a chaste kiss to the cut. he all but melts against you, and you swear if he had a tail it would probably be wagging furiously right now.)
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astraladversity · 3 months
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OUGH THEYRE SO CUTE!!! Finally got my charms from @zephyrine-gale 🥺🥺🥺
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ikebo-simp · 5 months
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Hot cocoa is a rarity in the Fortress of Meropide that's why Wriothesley shares it with you everytime he gets a shipment of it with you
He didn't have much sweets as a child, and certainly not when he was living in fortress as a prisoner
So he finds it a blessing that he gets to share these sweet things with you, now that he's in a better position
And as you sit in next to him in his office and exclaim about the deliciousness of the cocoa, he can't help himself from smiling fondly and thanking his lucky stars
Thanks for Reading
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yandere-wishes · 8 months
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The Wriothesely werewolf needs elaboration expeditiously
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Dw Anon, Werewolf! Wriothesely is in the making (if uni will permit it😭😭)
So Wriothesely gives me wolf vibes and the most famous wolf/wolf-monster story from France is Beast of Gévaudan. So I'll be taking some inspiration from that story for my fic.
Basically, Wriothesely is a werewolf by birth. There are few werewolves left in Tyvat, let alone Fontaine. He's long since learned how to control his powers and use them to his advantage. Being in the fortress buried deep under the waves where the moon's light reaches not, is also rather helpful in keeping his wolf side at bay.
But one night, on a rare occasion, he's able to exchange the solitude of the fortress for the solitude of the outside world. Taking a walk along the outskirts of the city enjoying the way the full moon makes his blood pump. Only he comes upon a girl, halfway through her transformation and dying of agony. He decides to help her out and teach her how to control her powers. Keeping her safe in the Fortress until she figures out how her powers really work. Since she's the only other werewolf he's ever met, he's under the impression that the two of you will end up getting married. But when she starts asking to leave the fortress and go back into society. Wriothesely starts to get angry. Deciding that he has to claim her right here and now before she actually goes through with those sick little thoughts of hers.
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xsezzie · 3 months
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Just A Scratch
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Warnings: tickling???
Characters: Neuvillette, Wriothesely, Clorinde (ft Sigewinne at the end)
Wriotheseley has sustained a small injury while messing around in the ring as usual, only Clorinde and Neuvillette won't let it slide.
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Wriothesley winced as he reached for one of his boxes of tea on the shelf. His recent escapades in the ring gifted him a nice bruise on his rib cage. It wasn’t that he lost, but his opening happened to find a great opening to deliver a decent blow to the Duke.
He didn’t want to tell Siegwinne, knowing she would probably try and make him drink one of her deadly milkshakes.
His pain, however, did not go unnoticeable by his guests.
“Wriothesley, have you been sparring with the prisoners again?” Clorinde and Neuvillette were making their rare appearance at Wriothesley’s request for some tea. Well, the invitation was extended to the former, who then managed to convince the Chief Justice to come with her for once.
“Ah, it’s nothing. Just a bruise… ah!” A small pang shot up through his ribs as he happened to twist in an odd motion.
“You aren’t hiding it very well.”
“Shut up, Neuvillette.”
“Woah, you hear that Chief? He just told you to shut up.”
“Hm… very unprofessional, Wriothesley.”
“C’mon! I didn’t mean it in a malicious way!”
The three chuckled amongst themselves as they enjoyed their tea together, well Neuvillette had water as usual.
“But seriously, it’s unlike you to be bothered by such pain, so it must be bad. Get it checked out.” Clorinde frowned.
“No, no. It’s fine really, it’s probably just a bruise.” Wriothesley tried to laugh it off, but was receiving glares from the other two. “Guys… please…”
“Let’s examine him ourselves. He’s going to put up a fight though.” The Duelist smiled, though Wriothesley knew it was one of warning.
“Clorinde is right… Wriothesley you need to take care of your body.”
Clorinde had already stood up and was trying to grab the cryo user by the wrist. The two laughing at each other as they tried to dodge each other around the small table in the Administration Office.
“Please, I’m not an old man like you Neuvillette, I’ve still got a lot of years left in me-AH!”
With a swift motion, Neuvillette caught the Duke off guard as he was attempting to run past him and pulled him onto the sofa.
“Alright, hold him down and I’ll check out his injuries.” Clorinde looked as if she was enjoying this way too much.
“Fuck off!”
“He swore! Send him to court!”
“G-Get off me both of you!”
Neuvillette played his part by holding Wriothesely’s legs down as Clorinde teased him, trying to undo his vest or pull up his shirt.
“Haha! S-Stop! Get off me!”
“Wriothesley, I believe your injuries are no laughing matter.” The Chief Justice chided him gently.
“What are you laughing about? Wait… are you… ticklish~?” Clorinde smirked and softly skittered her long nails across the Duke’s exposed waist.
“Pff- ah! Hehe-stop that! I-I am not ticklish!”
“Neuvillette, I’m going to need you to hold him down more.”
“No no nohohohohoo!!!”
Neuvillette pulled Wriothesley closer to get a better grip on him, whatever this ‘being ticklish’ was seemed to have weakened the Duke, causing him to be easily maneuvered. He held his wrists while the Duelist continued to slowly lift his shirt up and continue to tickle his abs now.
“GAHAHAHA STAHAHAHAP!” Wriothesley wheezed and giggled, a sound neither of them ever heard before, but very amusing.
“Well well, can you imagine if your opponents in the ring found out you were ticklish? You would be losing every match.”
“SHUHUT UUUUP!!”
Clorinde finally managed to get his shirt up enough to see his ribs, he did indeed have a bruise on his left side, it didn’t look broken thankfully.
“Tsk, look at this huge bruise, Chief.”
“Wriothesley, I don’t think a bruise is something to be afraid to seek medical attention about. But seeing as it’s only one side… do you think his ribs can be this ‘ticklish’ thing too?” The faint smile in Neuvillette’s voice didn’t go unnoticed by either of them.
“Why don’t you give it a go? Put your fingers on his ribs and gently squeeze.”
“NOHOHO DONT!!”
“Like this?”
Clorinde held Wriothesley down now as Neuvillette ran his fingers gently over his ribs and gave an adorable attempt at trying to squeeze him.
“Hrrk-pff! Neuvillette your a-attempt suhucks!”
“Don’t be so nervous, make him laugh more. He deserves it.”
The Hydro Dragon hesitantly gave his friends ribs more of a vigorous and fast paced squeezing, sending Wriothesely into hysterics.
“GAHAHAHAA AAAAAHHH!!! NEUVIHIHILEEETTE!!!!”
“Pff- this is… quite amusing…”
Clorinde smiled, seeing Neuvillette come out of his shell a little. She kept a hold on Wriothesely’s arm to help her boss.
The Iudex has a small smile on his face as the Duke squirmed and thrashed about on his lap.
“AAAHAHAHAHA NEUVI- I SWEAR TO CELESTIA I WILL GEHEHEHET YOUUUU!!!”
“Are you sure you want to try and fight me now that I have regained my full power?”
“Was that a tease, boss?”
“I-I… well it was not my intention…”
“HAHAHA GUYS I AM STILL DYIIIHIHIHIIING!!”
“Dying? Who is dying here!?” The three snapped their heads to the stairway, Siegwinne had come in unnoticed due to the commotion. After she saw what was occurring, she smirked.
“Ooohh~ I see you guys discovered how ticklish His Grace is.”
“Siegwinne… shut up…” The Duke warned as he attempted to glare at her through his residual giggles.
“No no, tell us Sigewinne.” Clorinde grinned, knowing exactly where this was going.
“Oh, let me tell you two aaaaaall about Wriothesely’s ticklish spots.”
Any guards that happened to walk past the Administration Office that afternoon could swear they heard some mysterious howling and laughter emanating from behind the closed doors.
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buubsii · 7 months
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With Wriothesley being released in a week or so, yall gotta learn how to pronounce his name! It’s not Wrio-the-slay or anything like that, it’s pronounced Wreath-sley wreath-sley! It’s an English surname, some letters are being ignored lol so please, people learn to say their names right instead of butchering it 😭😭
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moonschocolate · 5 months
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not a big shipper of wriolette but the name is so prettyyyyy
like
wrioLETTE
THE FRENCH IS FRENCHING
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thekaiqueen · 6 months
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Diluc: what if i was evil and ran towards you at very fast speeds
Wriothesley: My arms are strong, I would catch you and hug you
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definitelysel · 6 months
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Imagine this –
neuvillette getting married but nothing goes right (but the ending does sit right) ft. the fontaine crew + fem!reader
a/n : you should get the noah's ark joke if you finished the 4.2 story quest. (haha totally didn't get spoiled. 🥲)
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It was a bright sunny day, with cool winds blowing. Neuvillette sees you walking towards altar
Drip drip drip
AND it starts downpouring because he got emotional and everything spirals into chaos.
Guests are running around to save their clothes. The melusines and trying to save the food and Paimon is crying to the traveler that the food got ruined.
wriothesley and clorinde are just staring at eachother like 🧍‍♀️
"Where did this rain come from suddenly?"
"If i had the slightest of idea, I would've definitely told you, Clorinde."
guess their hardwork went down the drain. literally.
navia was panicking because her dress was getting ruined and her bodyguards came at the speed of light to her side and hold 3 umbrellas out for her, which was rather unnecessary.
"Oh no! Now I won't be able to snag pictures for the Steambird!" Charlotte frantically wiped her camera lens which got even blurry due to the water.
"Um Charlotte, should focus on saving yourself first rather than the camera." Navia suggested out of concern for the girl.
"IS IT TIME FOR MY GRAND PERFORMAN- oh." Furina who had planned a surprise performance realised it was raining and she had walked straight into it.
yup, it was definitely getting out of hand with people slippin' and sliding on the wet floor. But it got worse when the water levels start to rise and you try to get him to calm down.
"Neuvillette! Calm down- you will drown Fontaine and then Wriothesely will have to pull a Noah's Ark move again!"
"Ah- Yes. Sorry, I just got a bit-" he started only to get cut off.
"Teary eyed?" you asked with a smirk. Nothing better than an opportunity to poke fun at the Chief Justice.
"No." he curtly replied.
"You have to admit that you were definitely sobbing from happiness." you cheekily smile at him, pulling him into an embrace. Yes your clothes were soaked but honestly who cared.
"...let's not bring this matter up." he averted his gaze, trying to stop his lips from curling into a smile.
a select few were able to get a look at the Ludex breaking composure and smiling, his cheeks slightly pink. It was unfortunate that Charlotte won't be able to post it in the Steambird paper for everyone to see but —
sometimes, things which are hidden from masses are termed as 'mysteries' and mysteries are the most beautiful trinklets of memories to those who experienced it.*
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neuvillette is so goofy, I love him. He deserves all the head pats and huggies
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catcze · 9 months
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Hypothetically, if one were to breakup with Wriothesley, how do you think he’d take it? Would he mope around for weeks on end, whining about his feelings to anyone willing to listen, or would he move on pretty quickly and act as if everything’s fine?
OH A VERY INTERESTING QUESTION
If we're talking abt this in a funny, lighthearted way like the reader having to take a trip somewhere and jokingly saying 'does this count as a momentary break up?' or smthn like that, I think Wriothesley would take it,,, kinda well? He would definitely be more sullen and grumpy around the fortress. Definitely prone to grumbling and swearing under his breath. Would do the dramatic thing of longingly staring out of windows, putting his hand against the glass and going 'when will my bae return from the war' HAHHASKJDBN would definitely have a framed black and white photo of you on his desk and looks longingly at it when he misses u :(( but lowkey to people who dont know you're just away on a trip, they think you passed away or someshit so they get so surprised and sad when they see Wriothesley sulking around ur picture and they offer him condolences and he's just so ?????? confused ??? 💀💀
ok funny moments over angsst time under the cut hasdjknajks
OKAY but let's say that you do seriously break up with him. I think he would respond to it in different ways regarding the circumstances of your breakup, but for the sake of this being substantial let's say that you break up with him out of the blue. No context, no reason, no buildup. Yesterday you two were snuggling on his couch, and now you're walking out of the door (out of his life) with nothing more than a, "I'm sorry, Wriothesley. I just don't love you anymore."
Everyone who hears is so shocked by the news. They're all waiting to hear about Wriothesley's meltdown at losing the love of his life, because yeah the guy keeps his cool well enough, but everyone thought that you two were endgame, so they wouldn't blame him if his facade were to crack.
But it's radio silence.
They hear nothing from him. No trashed office, no seeing him furiously writing letters to you asking for you back. Nothing. The day after the breakup, it seems like it never even happened. People shrug, deciding not to think too much about it. Maybe it was a mutual thing, they think. Maybe he saw it coming. Maybe that's why he's taking it so well.
But he's really not. He's fucking heartbroken.
Away from prying eyes and people who would pity him if they so much as see even the slightest of falter, he misses you. When he lays in the bed that is now much too large for just one person, he wonders where it had gone wrong between you two. If there was something flawed with you, flawed with him, or just flawed with the relationship itself.
He wonders if things could have been different if he had talked to you more, checked in more often instead of burying himself in the matters of the fortress as often as he did. Wriothesley wonders if he just hadn't been enough for you. Perhaps you had expected someone different to lie behind his walls that you had slowly and gradually torn down. Had you been so dissatisfied with him? Were you smiling and laughing and holding him under the pretense of just making him feel better?
Wriothesley has to forcefully extract himself from his wallowing. He has too much to do. Responsibilities he must take care of. He doesn't spend much time in his room, anymore. It's been all too often that assistants and guards have found him asleep on his desk instead, attributing it to the growing problems of the fortress that he takes care of well into the night.
Sigewinne asks for you, you know. She wonders where you've gone, when you'll be back to help her make stickers to stick on Wriothesley's gauntlets. He doesn't have the heart to tell her that you're not going to be back, and he doesn't have the heart to remove the stickers you've stuck on there yourself, either.
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daze4all · 7 months
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Witness! Reader x Yandere Neuvillette x Yandere Wriothesley: For They Were Justice
What if we had Witness!reader instead of Prisoner!reader? Still has sorta the same ending…
A Witness Protection Program Gone Wrong Series: For They Were Justice
Warnings: T Rating, Dark Themes, Tied Up at Court and silenced. Kidnapping past and present? Implied Amnesiac! Reader. Yanderes.
Series Synopsis: A key witness & victim of treasure hoarder human trafficking is saved by Wriothesley and sheltered by the chief justice, Neuvillette under a witness protection program.
Witness! Reader is recovering memories from experimentations to stand trial. However, what happens when you remember you have a home, but they won’t let you go?
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For They Were Justice - Tied Up At Court
‘Who really is the prisoner in this court case?’ you wondered as the dog of Meropide saw it fit to detain you in cuffs & chains and the judge presided over you in the witness box as if you were the criminal and not the witness.
They had caught you trying to escape Fontaine via the pipe system after finding out the truth that they were detaining you via every legal method possible.
  Now more questionable methods were in play as normal one’s weren’t enough to keep you safe it seemed….
The moon shone down like judgement in the empty Opera Epiclese the muted blues making it look like an aquarium. Three figures of which two were standing and you sitting in the witness chair.
Wriothesley his knuckles still bloody from the treasure hunters he had beaten back in the pipe system who had been waiting to recapture you. Meanwhile nueve stood his outfit was spotless but guilty of the same crime when he had blasted the treasure hunters into pieces with his water beam.
The statuesque terrified faces of the frozen treasure who failed to take back their test subject was haunting your mind.
“I get that you saved me but that isn’t an excuse for keeping me here and pushing back the court trial dates to keep me here” you protested as you struggled in the chair you were chained too.
“Silence in court” Pronounced Neuvillette as the gag a silky red tie softer on your mouth than any used before but just as effective was tied tight around your mouth.
“You cannot leave Fontaine as you are integral witness to this court case” stated Neuvillette hands folded over his cane as he stood in front of you moonlight streaming in his silver hair and making his serpentine eyes glow in the darkness.  
His hand firmly pushed you back in the witness chair box. Which was unnecessary as your hands had been cuffed to the chair courtesy of Wriothesley, who had hunted you down after your escape attempt.
“Don’t worry we will keep you safe” Wriothesley promised but with an edge to his voice and eyes like a wild dog barely holding back himself. He seated himself too close to you on the armrest of the witness seat.
You had an urge to shrink into the seat and to pull away, but your chin was caught in gloved hand of the chief judge who pulled you closer.
“As long as you behave, you have nothing to fear in the court of Fontaine.” Smoothly said Neuvillette his words lined with a subtle threat as he tilted your chin to meet his serpentine eyes.
“So just entrust your well-being to us we’ll have you be all right again” soothed Wriothesley with a pat to your head as you sat too scared to move as he played with strand of your hair.
All right? more like molding you into whatever they wanted you to be.
But what was it they wanted?
Their helpless captive who needed them to save her?
But from what now that the danger was gone?
Certainly not them, right? Afterall, they were justice.
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Ironically, this was the end of a drabble series I was writing, so I guess I’ll be going backwards lol cuz forward….well I don’t really know how to write smut. Yet.
Reason why reader is gagged: Originally reader said nothing & I needed an excuse and “silence in court” seemed a good idea to the crazy yandere brain and a fun pun.
 But probably bumped up the rating and warnings….and I realize only now I sort of wrote a bondage kink fic….omg…
Upcoming Maybe: For They Were Justice series a witness protection program gone wrong series
Freedom is a Pipe Dream:  Prequel the altercation where Reader was caught escaping by Neuvillette & Wriothesly.
Tied Up In Court: This is the drabble written which is what happened after reader was captured…sort of skipped to this.
Tea is the Best Medicine: Sequel on how they keep reader compliant……do I don’t I? will I? won’t I?….write this. and why are they so spicy and um illegal. >_<”
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bywrios-moved · 1 month
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recycling some old wrio works to kick off this little sideblog... imagine the people of the fortress starting to call you duchess. you blink the first time you hear it slip from the lips of one of the inmates, your brain taking a moment to process it. you ask the guy who said it if the duke knows, and he says, “sure thing, my lady, the duke knows everythin’ that goes on ‘round here. he even encouraged it." that last part makes you raise a brow but you keep it yourself for now.
you only confront wrio later that night when you’re in bed together, you lying on his chest and him running his fingers through your hair. you ask him and he laughs, a low rumble in his throat. “really? i had no idea.”
you give him a glare and pull the full name card and he folds. “okay, okay, maybe i know a little bit about what you’re talking about… do you not like it?”
“i mean— it’s not like we’re married,” you mumble, cheek smushed against his firm chest. wrio hums at that and then tilts your head up to look at him with a gentle finger beneath your chin.
“we could be,” he says softly, ice eyes so soft as he looks into yours—soft in a way only you will ever know. his suggestion makes you still, and you tell him not to joke around about things like that, and his expression turns serious.
“i’m not joking, sweetheart,” he says, firm but not overbearing, though you don’t miss the uncharacteristic way his voice falters, like he’s nervous. his hands go down to squeeze your waist as if to steady himself. “i’m— i would be honoured to be your husband. if you would have me. we don’t have to, of course, because i love you and you know that i do and a marriage will just be a piece of paper legalising that but i—“
you cut off his ramblings by kissing him and saying yes directly against his lips.
(as if you would ever say anything else.)
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mace-raincloud · 7 months
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Wriolette enjoying their break together <3
Little thing for Fontaine, more coming soon~
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