#wrionat

[wri0thesley]

wrionat sketch to make my fingers work today....

[wri0thesley]

was just looking at some old self-ship art i did and occurred to me i was so so right about giving wrio nipple piercings and body hair btw

[wri0thesley]

wrionat doodles again (spicy edition)....

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thinking about wriothesley being so big and scarred and scary with a reputation to match his stature, the kind of man who can bring order to a riot, who could best any man in the pankration ring . . .

but his fingers are gentle when he finger-combs snarls and tangles out of the waves of my hair, his concentration precise when he unhooks my dress, his grip soft and tender when he pulls me to stand up and we waltz in his office to the sound of a cracking gramophone . . . waaa

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one last self-indulgent doodle.... i will do things now i promise.... mr duke your office is not the place for this

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fontaine nat is a struggling writer; they would very much like to be out there writing detective novels or romance novels or some such thing . . . unfortunately, it's harder to get started doing that than one would think, and they are currently employed at the very lowest rung of the steambird. and due to being on that very lowest rung:

they are incredibly badly paid

they have charge of the things nobody else wants - which means at this exact moment in time, they write a column on domestic chores. the proper way to clean one's kettle, the most popular new vacuum gadget on the market.

in fact, if it were not for charlotte - their one friend - they would probably not stick it out. unfortunately, charlotte can do nothing about the mora they are paid - living in fontaine city, overground and in the heart of things, is expensive, and their steambird salary does not cut it . . . and as such, they've found work elsewhere.

so whilst by day they may be prim and proper, struggling and nervous - by night, they are no such thing. unfortunately, fontaine is the city of laws and rules and regulations - venues that sell alcohol sell licenses, risque performances ought to be reviewed, money laundering (naturally!) is nothing to be scoffed at, and as for the things that they're not aware of - under the table sales of sinthe come to mind - well, let's just say that if said establishment was raided, things would not come out well.

the duke of meropide - the administrator of fontaine's most infamous prison - prefers to keep to himself. it's extremely unlikely that one would recognise him out and about, unless they are forced to aristocratic functions regularly--

and, too, unless you in your day job you work for the steambird and are friends with a deeply intrepid investigative journalist who would love to get the scoop on duke wriothesley. if that WAS your day job, when you went out onstage to do your night job, all ready to flirt with the audience and flutter your eyelashes--

well! you MIGHT have a moment of panic!

[wri0thesley]

extremely quick messy wrionat doodle to get them out of my head....

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thinking about wrionat again and how baffled people are to see the duke on the surface spending his time with the princess and proper little steambird columnist who writes about etiquette and cleaning tips, two things he doesn’t worry his head about, not for a moment thinking that we originally met in a seedy cabaret and are trying to foil a Plot together (with deep hesitation from me). they’re cute.