The Courtroom Closet

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[kaevillette]

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Remembered my password or whatever.... LOL anyway I graduated 🎓 and I got a new pc so ill be back on my bs 🫡 gonna do a revamp of the aesthetic n stuff

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I LIVED

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Hi! Sorry I've been dead. I was going to post, but uh... I'm sort of homeless rn? The flooding basically took my house lmfao, it's unlivable. I'm safe! But I'm not sure how long I'll be staying at other places before I get a new place. I'm so sorry for the inconvenience!

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Your back is pressed against his chest, the cuffs clinking as they're snapped onto your wrists. Your chest is flush against the wall; if it werent for the fact that you're being arrested, bystanders might assume that you're a couple who just couldn't wait until you reached your home.

His breath is hot against the shell of your ear, voice low as to not allow members of the public to hear. He might be handling you a little rough, but he's not heartless.

"There are better ways to get my attention, love." He murmurs, smirk evident on his lips. He's teasing, of course. He enjoys this little cat and mouse routine you find yourself in. "Perhaps you could try a way that doesn't involve putting you in cuffs."

Your scoff doesn't sound very convincing. There's no bite in your tone, and it's almost as teasing as his was a moment ago. "Yes, but Officer Wriothesley, I thought that was how you liked me? Changed your mind, then?"

The smirk is back on his lips as he drags you away from the wall, hand gripping around both of your wrists, despite the metal that constricts them. "'Course not, love." He whispers in your ear. "In fact, the fun is only just beginning."

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Okay I love your works and have an idea I need to get out of my head.

So after hearing some complaints from people who visit Wangshu Inn, Xiao learns that there's a rumor of a child's ghost near Dragonspine. He assumes it's another demon trying to get out of Liuye and goes to start hunting it down. Only to figure out it's a small Adepti child who's stuck. They're around 6 or 7, and he brings them back to Wangshu with the idea of letting them eat, sleep, and then finding their family in the morning. He tries to get them to sleep, only for them to refuse and hide away in a corner instead. After speaking with the older Adepti about it, this is exactly how he acted when they freed him. So the whole oneshot is him trying (and failing) not to get attached to a small version of himself and helping them learn how to live a semi-normal life.

Been giving me brain rot so here you go :D

THATS SO CUTE!!!!

I love the idea of xiao just being so soft with people unknowingly because he doesn't realise that he's just trying to protect people from the same things and same behaviours he went through!!

Man.... I love characters who r tough on the outside and soft on the inside they make me so GGRRAAAHHHHH

[kaevillette]

HI EZRA i loveeeeee ur neuvillette fics n also i think ur about me link in ur header isnt working properly :/ but YEA I WNJOY READING UR WORKS SO FARR

Hi! Omg thank you, I'm trying to write for other people but I think I'm just the neuvillette writer now

and TY FOR LETTING ME KNOW!!!! I'll fix that asap!!!!

[kaevillette]

Do you think you can write Neuvilette and a criminal reader? I dunno, it's been on my mind ever since finishing the archon quest

Yes, I absolutely can do that! Putting my law degree to work, YESSSS.

"You know, we really have to stop meeting like this." You murmured, your hands lifting slightly to emphasise the cuffs around your wrists.

Neuvillette rolled his eyes; an action that he usually would not even dare to act.

"You are aware that you're being put on trial, yes?" He asked, fingers tensing around the handle of his cane.

You were the bane of his career. While you're not the first repeat offender to grace his courtroom, you are most certainly the most talkative.

"Mhm, I know. What are you charging me with this time, Chief Justice? Arson? Robbery? Murder?"

"Theft and embezzlement, actually." He replied quietly. "Apparently, the place in which you work has lost a lot of money recently, and it was traced back to you."

You hummed, tapping a finger on your chin before nodding. "Oh, that money. Yes, I remember that. See, there was a designer coat I really wanted, so I just figured I'd take the money and then pay them back later. Only, I never did."

Neuvillette sighed. "This is the third time."

You smiled sheepishly, shrugging. The cuffs around your wrists jingled with every movement. "See, I know it sounds bad, but then I get to see you. It's so worth it."

Neuvillette's eyebrow shot up, his eyes sliding over to study your face.

"You... get to see me?"

"Yes," you chuckled. "I get to see my favourite judge in Fontaine's courtrooms. If they were small crimes, I wouldn't be able to see you, and you certainly wouldn't give me your attention if I simply sat in the gallery, now, would you?"

The trial continued, and although you did get charged with theft and embezzlement of company funds, the sentencing was simply... miniscule.

You'd be out in 4 months and back to your usual tricks of getting Neuvillette to pay attention to you.

He couldn't wait.

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✨️new game✨️ assign each of your tumblr friends (mutuals - but can include anons) a sumeru akademiya darshan!! 📚

HMMMM THIS IS INTERESTING.

okay, let me try with the few tumblr moots I have and no i wont explain why ♡

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[kaevillette]

Why are you attacking my Neuvillette feelings this hard 🤧😩❤️ I love the way you write about him, elegant, ethereal, stoic, dominant, but still so soft. I can't even tell how many times I have read every text you have written about him.

I hope the rest of the week and whole year treats you well 🥰

?@,£,#*£*@(£,£ CRYING THANK YOU

there's just something so intimate about neuvillette that I can't quite put into words. He's strong, important, a public figure and he knows that. He's aware of his importance, and he acts accordingly.

But he's also gentle. His job deals with the public, with people and to do that, you need to be able to connect. To relate. That's where his softness comes from, in my eyes.

Then you have his being. His identity as the hydro dragon. He's got that connection to the land, and when you relate things with nature, they can be both rough and unyielding and yet delicate and fragile.

He's a multi-faceted character, and I love his diversity. I love the relationship between his identity and the way he handles his job.

AND I HOPE YOUR YEAR IS GOOD TOO ♡♡♡♡

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You're my favourite Neuvillette writer. Your writing has this warmth and domesticity combined with eloquent wording that I absolutely adore. I'm looking forward to seeing more of your work, keep it up :)

CRYINGN??!?@?@??@ THABK YOYUU?!?@??@?

I wasn't only going to write for neuvillette but I just love him so much like its stupid how much I jsut adore him and my eloquent wording is the 3 of 6 years of law school coming in handy LMFAOAOAOAO

No but thank u so much omg

[kaevillette]

"While I'm happy that you're happy, my love, I am not pleased with the... new addition to our household."

Neuvillette's voice rang throughout the room, the tone much different from its usual soothing lilt.

"Oh, come on. It's a kitten. And besides, I get lonely when you work long hours." You told him, holding the kitten up to his face.

He sighed, shaking his head. "Fine, but the kitten is your responsibility." He murmured, pressing a kiss to your forehead.

The first week was a nightmare for him. The kitten, which you'd called 'soufflé', ("ridiculous," he'd said when you told him, but his tone lacked any heat), would do nothing but dig its tiny claws into his coat, his furniture — anything.

It was frustrating until he saw the soft smile on your face as you laid out on your shared bed, head balanced on your hand with the other playing with the kitten.

Suddenly, he didn't hate the kitten so much. That isn't to say he was fond of it, but... he was accepting of its presence in the house.

Then, the seemingly impossible happened.

At some point, Soufflé stopped following you around, instead choosing to follow Neuvillette. The man got more and more comfortable with the cat until—

"What, in Furina's name, is this?" You ask one cloudy evening.

There he is. Neuvillette, in all his glory, lounging with Soufflé laid across his chest.

"I think he likes me. He's very sweet, actually."

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♡ favs. | ☆ 18+ | △ sfw.

△ 》 cuffs and promises. | wriothesley

↳ he enjoys the cat and mouse game you play.

△ 》 third times the charm. | neuvillette

↳ you're the repeat offender he can't wait to see again.

△ 》 the kitten. | neuvillette

↳ he's not too sure about the new addition.

♡ 》 when it rains. | neuvillette

↳ you, neuvillette, and the rain.

☆ 》 heated meetings. | neuvillette

↳ try not to get interrupted, yeah?

♡ 》 cigarettes and feelings. | neuvillette

↳ neuvillette and his smoking habits.

♡ 》 dancing with your ghost. | neuvillette

↳ you're his favourite dancer, he's there at every show.

♡ 》 in sickness and in health. | neuvillette

↳ he vowed to be there for all.

☆ 》 showering. | kaeya, zhongli

↳ what is it like under the water?

☆ 》 breaking point. | zhongli

↳ to reduce a god to his knees was a thing few have ever achieved.

☆ 》 experimental. | albedo

↳ someone had to make the poor alchemist suffer.

☆ 》 devotee. | diluc

↳ you were his god and all of his sins.

△ 》 forgiveness. | zhongli

↳ apologies are easy.

△ 》 flowers for you. | albedo

↳ the wind keeps secrets.

△ 》 comfort in hardship. | scaramouche

↳ he just wanted to be kind for once.

△ 》 comfort in unease. | venti

↳ you found comfort in someone else.

☆ 》 needy. | childe

↳ of course, he obliged.

☆ 》 what kind of lover. | scaramouche, albedo, childe, dottore, zhongli, kaeya, diluc

↳ what kind of lover are they?

☆ 》 jealousy. | xiao, kaeya

↳ you spent too much time away.

[kaevillette]

Hi!!!

I dont know who this Neuvillette guy is but I wanted to let you know that I now adore him thanks to your amazing writing.

I hope your pillow is cold! And soft!

?!?@?#??@?!*@(!?! WELCOME TO THE NEUVILLETTE GANG!!!!!!

I do plan on writing some more for him, usually I just write whatever comes to my head through the things people say to me, so I'll be sure to write some more for u !!!!!!

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I will make a masterlist I swear 😭😭

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"Sir, we have your paperwork ready." The assistant called through the crack in the door.

"Yes, I shall be out in a moment." Neuvillette called back, his eyes trained on his desk.

When he was sure the assistant was gone, his hand moved to grip at something under the desk.

"Quiet, pet." He hummed, his thumb trailing across your cheek. "They mustn't know the special treatment I give you."

He looked down at your face, mouth stuffed full of his cock. On your knees, your hands resting on his thighs. What a sight it was.

Like his very own worshipper.

"Keep going." He smiled softly, patting your head. "I know you can take more."

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It isn't the smell that wakes you. It isn't his shuffling out of bed at 7 am. that wakes you either. It's not even the sunlight dancing across your face as he draws back the apartment curtains to slip the balcony door open.

No, what wakes you is his gentle humming as he rolls a fresh cigarette. Dressed in nothing but his silk pyjamas, his hair tied up in a loose messy bun, the epitome of peace and tranquillity.

You thought you'd hate the smell of burning tobacco. When you went on your first date, and he pulled out his tin, you almost called the whole thing off. But these days, he's switched to a different blend of tobacco and herbs, and you've come to find comfort in the smell.

You don't partake yourself. No, you told him that you wouldn't, and he respects that.

But you can't help but admire him from your bed as he rolls a fresh cigarette. You admire the way his fingers work, tucking the papers around the filter. The way his tongue glides over the sheet to seal it.

You stare as his hand cups around the open flame of the match, and the way he relaxes after that first inhale.

With his hand just crossing the threshold of the balcony door, his eyes glide over to your figure on the bed. They soften ever so slightly, a smile dancing on his lips.

"Good morning, my love." He murmurs. "I hope you slept well."

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