Neuvithesley Week 2025
The collected works from Neuvithesley Week 2025, taking place September 1-7.
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“Nice club,” Wriothesley said as he slid onto the bar stool beside him, leaning one elbow on the counter. “I like the energy of the place.”
Slowly, the man’s gaze slid over to take him in, and as he turned, Wriothesley could see that Monsieur Neuvillette’s eyes were a striking lilac color, the pupils slit and white. Wriothesley did his honest best not to fidget or let his scent shift too much to one of sudden desire-tinged-anxiety as Neuvillette closed his book.
He was wearing gloves. Black leather gloves.
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- Part 1 of Neuvithesley Week 2025
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Neuvillette has been away from Paris for far too long, but when a series of grisley murders makes the papers, he's pulled back to investigate his neglected territory. Desperate for clues, one foggy night he happens upon the scene of one crime, Bar Cerberus, and a handsome bartender offeres some invaluable information along with a promise of assistance. But Neuvillette wonders if the heavily scarred stranger might harbor too many secrets and exactly what this arrangement will cost him.
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Neuvillette looks up, opening his mouth to say something only to be unexpectedly cut off with a carnally deep kiss. He lets out a muffled noise of surprise as his hands come up to wrap around broad shoulders, heartbeat drumming in his chest like a storm in a sea.
He sucks in a breath when the kiss is broken, a dazed look shared between both him and Wriothesley as the wolf like man whines.
“Neuvillette- I can't-” Wriothesley sounds desperate, pleading in his voice as his hands grip at the fabric on the Ludex's waist.
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Wriothesley's testosterone makes him desperately needing of his favorite ludex.
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Taken By The Depths by archonsoflove, thetealord
Fandoms: 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game)
11 Sep 2025
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“How kind the spirits of the seas have been to guide you here.”
Wriothesley stumbles back. Water splashes, echoing off the walls. Those voices come to a crashing half at the back of his mind, as if frightened into silence.
Something stirs further on in the cave, in a pool that drops down into rock, leading back to the ocean. It swells and dips with the ebb and flow of the waves, pushing water against Wriothesley’s shins. Eyes, lilac-amethyst, are stark against pale hair; moonlight and silver tangled into fine strands that fan around a lithe-limbed body.
Saved from drowning as a child, Wriothesley finds himself searching for the creature who helped him cheat death.
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“Our spar was truly an admirable fight and an unenviable success. I did promise a reward, did I not?”
“You didn’t,” Wriothesley managed to croak before a sharp tug of the dragon’s claws had him tumbling the last few inches back, feet scuffing small shallows in the damp sand. Above him the dragon was hunger personified, pupils blown wide and nostrils flaring, jaws parting slightly to taste the air.
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An evening picnic turns sparring match when Neuvillette challenges Wriothesley, with the (unspoken) promise of tantalizing rewards on the line.
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- Part 4 of Of Dragons and Men