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hi! it's my first time requesting for your blog and I saw you take requests for neuvillette, there's not much content of him x male reader that isn't smut 🥲

since i can't wait for natlan, how abt neuvi x fire dragon male reader? i imagine him being this very evidently strong warrior, the most powerful of his nation but when he's with neuvi he gets so flustered, he's so enamoured he doesn't know how to deal with it, like a princess flame from adventure time kind of situation. they're both very much in love but show it in their own ways, both reserved and serious looking but very romantic once they're alone.

neuvillette x m! reader

notes: i hope I didn’t take too long to finish this. i didn’t know if you wanted them to be in an established relationship, so i just made it where they were (i can always make a part 2 that’s ab before their relationship) lmk if i interpreted your request wrong and i’ll fix it.

y/n l/n was a very well-known name, he was known as one of the best warriors in Natlan. y/n was also known for being very serious and reserved, some rumored that he only knew two things: war and bluntness. However, most didn’t know that it could all disappear in an instant if you put him next to Neuvillette.

Speaking of Neuvillette, y/n is currently freaking out since he found out he has to go to Fontaine and meet with some people. If it wasn’t obvious, one of those people is neuvillette, who he may or may not be dating. Why would y/n be freaking out if he was already in a relationship with Neuvillette? Because y/n doesn’t understand how to show his love for Neuvillette. How do you explain to someone that you love them so much you would blow up the world for them?

Now thinking about it, y/n hasn’t seen Neuvillette for a while. They send letters at least once a week, but it’s hard with their busy schedules along with living so far apart. “How does that sound to you, y/n?” Someone spoke, breaking him out of spacing out, “Ah, yes, I shall be on my way to Fontaine in the next day.”

That day surprisingly went by fast, which made a rare feeling arise in y/n, anxiety. Now, anxiety was common for most people, but y/n rarely if ever felt it. He was a dragon and one of the strongest warriors in his nation, why would he need to be anxious about something? Was it because he was about to see his boyfriend (mate?), who he was dangerously in love with and would quite literally get on his knees and bark for him if he asked? No, of course not!

Sometimes, y/n forgot how long of a journey it was to Fontaine, especially when carrying things with him. Maybe this time, he could just leave the stuff at Neuvillette's place, just the thought of that made him feel all giddy. Soon enough, y/n saw the elegant nation of hydro.

y/n was greeted by a couple of the civilians as he walked through the city. Most kept their distance from him, which wasn’t surprising, he wasn’t from Fontaine (obviously), plus he’s a huge man who looked like he would snap anyone’s neck if they looked at him funny. y/n didn’t want to attract any more attention that wasn’t necessary so he hurried to Palais Mermonia.

Once y/n arrived, he made his way to Neuvillette's office, ignoring the looks he was getting. y/n felt like his heart was going to burst out of his chest the closer he got to Neuvillette's office. y/n was a bit embarrassed that he was feeling like a schoolgirl about to confess to her crush. People around him could probably see him blushing (all they see is y/n with an intimidating face approaching Neuvillette's office).

knock knock. y/n waited patiently for Neuvillette to allow him to come into his office. y/n wondered if anyone told Neuvillette that he was coming today, but before he could overthink anymore a voice interrupted his thoughts. “Come in.” Hearing Neuvillette's voice made his heartbeat pick up even faster like he was going to puke (in a good way).

y/n opened the door, “Sorry for the sudden appearance.” y/n said as he stepped inside Neuvillette's office. Before he could say anything else, y/n saw how good Neuvillette looked right now. All y/n could do was stare, “It’s fine, I was wondering when the next time you’d show up would be. Take a seat, let’s discuss some things.” As Neuvillette talked, y/n said nothing, he didn’t trust himself to not become a flustered mess. “y/n, are you listening?”

y/n expressed his love in a different but similar way than Neuvillette did. Neuvillette called y/n nicknames (when it was appropriate; not at work settings), holding his hand, smiling at him, subtle things. While y/n did things like doing whatever Neuvillette asked, helping him out with chores, and spending time with him. Speaking of spending time with Neuvillette, both males were currently at Neuvillette's desk.

y/n was sitting next to Neuvillette, trying his hardest to not think about how perfect Neuvillette was. “Would you like to go to a restaurant nearby later?” Neuvillette asked when he noticed it was starting to get late. y/n felt his body heat up, “I suppose,-only if you want to though.” y/n stuttered out, his hands going to his lap when he felt them start to get hot.

“You’re so easy to fluster, y/n. I wouldn’t have asked if I didn’t want to,” Neuvillette chuckled while looking back at his paperwork. “I’m about to be done with this. Why don’t you tell me about what’s been going on in Natlan? I heard something is brewing up.” Neuvillette asked with a slight hum. “Why are you always thinking of work? Do you not like me enough to ask about something else? Am I not interesting enough?” y/n asked with furrowed eyebrows and a pout on his face. y/n wasn’t necessarily upset or anything but it did frustrate him a bit that one of the first things his boyfriend asked was about work.

Neuvillette looked at y/n, a blank look on his face. Before y/n could question the look, Neuvillette's hand came up and cupped his face, “You’re so cute. I was just wanting to make small talk for now. You’re the most interesting man I’ve met, y/n, there’s no need to get worried.” Neuvillette said honestly, looking at y/n with a soft smile and giving him a peck on his lips.

y/n felt his whole body heat up as he started to blush, “You can’t just-“ y/n tried to say but the realization of Neuvillette kissing him made y/n cover his face. Neuvillette apologized, hiding an amused tone, “My apologies, I didn’t mean to fluster you,” after a moment, Neuvillette spoke up again, “You’re going to burn my chair if you don’t calm down, love,” Neuvillette stated while cleaning up his desk before they went on the date.

The entire date was the both of them being flirty to each other (which definitely didn’t look like an old married couple flirting with each other). “When things clear up, you should come to Natlan. There’s this restaurant I think you’ll like.” y/n suggested as he continued to eat his food. Every now and then, y/n would look up to stare at Neuvillette, feeling like a love-struck teenager.

As they finished eating and walked out of the restaurant (yes the meal got paid for), Neuvillette held y/n hand, walking towards his house. “How long are you staying for?” Neuvillette asked in a calm tone, taking glances at his boyfriend. “I have to leave Monday, around 8 am.” y/n answered, looking around the city. “Fontaine is beautiful.” y/n muttered. Even if it wasn’t his first time in the nation, it always made him amazed every time he came.

The couple mostly kept silent as they walked, feeling comfort in each other presence. “I love you,” y/n said suddenly in a soft tone which made Neuvillette look towards him, “I love you too.” y/n looked at Neuvillette, stopping both of them in their tracks. “Neuvillette, I'm being serious, I would catch myself on fire and die if you asked.” “My love, you do realize fire does not affect you, right?”

Neuvillette loved his warrior, y/n was strong and would protect Neuvillette from anyone who looked at them wrong. Even if he didn't say it out loud, it always made Neuvillette proud that he was the only one to make y/n act like a different person than he normally was. It was also very amusing to him.

This is a random thought going through my head and a very late drabble I may add to my large genshin fic with a god reader but here we go!

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As Marcel ran up to the Traveler, Paimon and Y/n he begged them to take him to the fountain that held his lover. The officer was dumbfounded at the insane man's request. Neuvillette stoically walked up, witnessing this request.

It left him confused, why would a man give up everything, even his own life, just to see one person again? Out of his own curiosity Neuvillette allowed it offering to accompany them, but before the group could go to the fountain Y/n had spoke up. His tone was of a rare seriousness.

"Before you go to the fountain that holds your lover within its waters, I must warn you I can not protect you from the bitter waters that flow. The poison it holds is not something to be trifled with. Head this warning, and if you chose to ignore it, it will only deepen the pain in your heart and the madness you have sewed for yourself. Now I ask if you still wish to go to that fountain, with the waters that you have poisoned."

Neuvillette looked at Y/n with fascinated eyes. This was not the man he once new from long ago, the oblivious immortal being that only ever wished for peace and goodness. Marcel begged Y/n to take him, ignoring the warning. Neuvillette walked by Y/n, as Aether, Paimon, and Marcel walked ahead of them.

"What did your warning mean, Y/n."

Y/n looked into Neuvillettes eyes, he saw the pain in those e/c eyes, not knowing how to respond. It shook Neuvillette's core to see such a sweet boy have such sorrow in his eyes. Y/n looked forward, staring at Marcel, as he spoke in a hushed tone.

"The voices we heard were not of Marcel's lover, but the rage of the women that he's hurt. They didn't deserve that pain, the fate they were given. My warning was of the rage filled spirits that flow in the fountain. I could feel the pain that drips, causing the water to hold poison."

Neuvillette only nodded in response, silence no gracing the two as they walked in tandem. It surprised Neuvillette how much Y/n grew from long ago, feeling proud of how he's matured. Once the group had reached the fountain, Y/n's warning had became truth.

The start of Chaos

Y/n: *Just straight up vibing bopping to a song they created in their head as they softly mumble the words*

Neuvillette: *looks at Y/n curiously, unsure what the hell they're doing* Darling, what is it you are doing?

Y/n: *looks at Nuevillette mischievously* Can I show you?

Neuvillette: *nods suspiciously*

Y/n: *starts to sing Another one bites dust* According to the Judgement of the Oratrice Mecanique D'analyse Cardinale *and just sings the whole fan song*

Neuvillette: *Just stares dumbfounded*

Furina: Oh Neuvillette! *stops in her tracks seeing Y/n dancing and singing* What is Y/n doing?

Neuvillette: *to stunned to speak*

Furina: *Laughs at Neuvillette's state*

a/n: That one fan song is stuck in my head so i had too! Heres the song im referancing. Link

Do not repost or translate without my explicit permission! Reblogs are welcome!

Plushie Shenanigans | Neuivillette x male reader

Characters: Neuivillette

Summary: You got an otter plushie but your boyfriend seems to be harboring resentment for it

Warnings: Neuvillette being jealous

a/n: This idea came to me when I found a character. ai of neuvillette and the prompt was you bought a otter plushie. Heres the link.

You had brought home an otter plush home one day, in your shared home with The Chief Justice himself. You walked through the doors of your home with a big smile on your face. Your impulse buy had brought you great joy, and this did not go unnoticed. Neuvillette had seen you walk through the door, expecting you to notice that he was home early. 

You, however, just went straight to the shared bedroom and cuddled the otter plush close. You tossed and turned a bit, feeling so content in the moment. Neuvillette had walked slowly into the room, seeing you cuddling the plush. His eyebrows raised, seemingly intrigued by the scene that had played out in front of him. He coughed softly, trying to get your attention.

You had stopped tossing and rolling around on the bed as you messed up the sheets. His voice had caused your focus to be pulled to him. He smiled softly at you as his eyes glanced down to the otter plush that was held tight in your grasps. He walked closer to you to get a better look.

“What do you have there, my dear?”

You looked up at him with a big, bright smile. You pulled the otter plush in front of him to showcase it. He was confused as to why you would buy such a thing. He couldn’t help but lightly blush at how excited you look. He didn’t understand how such a simple plush could bring so much energy out of you.

“An otter plushie!”

After a few weeks of your attention being solely on the plush, Fontaine’s skies had been more gray and full of rain. You didn’t notice this change, being so focused on your plushie. Neuvillette had had it with you, however, not liking that this otter plush was eating up so much of your time. His jealousy for the plush grew ever second he saw you with it. So he had faced you in the living room, as you guarded the plush away from his grasps.

“My dear, please hand me the plush.”

You shook your head in defiance of his order. His voice was very demanding, and it was odd to hear it. He was never like this, so you didn’t understand why he wanted your plush. But instead of asking why he wanted it, you only protested. His eyes filled with jealousy as he heard your soft voice.

“Noo, he’s my son and I love him! I named him, too.”

As you called the plushie your son, it deeply confused Neuvillette. How could a plush be your child? And you naming it intrigued him more. He got closer to you, wanting you to just hold him instead of the plushy in your hands. You backed away instinctively.

“You’re son?”

You nodded and Neuvillette’s question. He just couldn’t bring himself to understand why you would feel such a paternal connection with a plush that couldn’t give you affection back. The storm outside got worse as his sadness got worse. He only wanted you to hug him, to discard the plush and give him your touch and love to him.

“Yes, my son and his name is Neuvi Jr.” 

He stopped in his tracks. More confusion had made itself present as his face wrinkled ever so slightly. Why did you give it a name like him? His only conclusion was to replace him. His hands dropped to his side as he shuddered a breath out of his lips. 

You looked at him confused, not knowing what his body language meant. You slowly walked up to him with the otter plush still in your arms. His eyes were fixated on the plush, trying his best to burn it with his gaze. You held it out in front of Neuvillette as its black, beaded eyes stared into his. He looked behind the plush to meet your gaze.

“What are you doing?”

He was trying so hard to choke back tears. You only gave him a soft smile, holding the plush expectantly. You urged him to hold it, and he gently took it from your hands. He gently touched your skin, needing to feel it again, as he now was holding the plush. He stared at it, not sure what to do with it. 

“I named it Neuvi Jr. because it looks like you! And sometimes I get lonely when you’re out doing trials all day, so I thought that maybe this would help the lonely feeling.”

Neuvillette didn’t expect that to be your answer, or for you to respond like that at all. He felt bad for leaving you alone all day, but he needed to work. He still stared at the plush as something changed within him. He quickly became attached to it, and he walked up to you.

He brought his body close, his hands still on the plush. He wanted you to wrap your arms around him as his were busy gently holding the plush. You giggled at his now new attachment to the plush he was just angry with a bit ago. You gently wrapped your hands around his neck, bringing yourself closer to him. The rain had stopped as Neuvillette finally got the hug he desperately needed from you.

“So you weren’t trying to replace me?”

You gave him a baffled look. How could he have thought of such a thing? It made you feel so sorrowful when you realize what had been going on. You hugged him tighter as you buried your face in his chest. He blushed, feeling you get so close after so long of being touch starved. Your voice was soft, a melody he needed on repeat. 

“What? Of course not! You’re the only Neuvillette, nothing could replace you!”

Comfortable silence enveloped the both of you. He needed this, especially after the long period of neglect from you. His grip was still on the plushie, but his face nuzzled into your arms, and you held him close. He wanted nothing to break this moment. You giggled, feeling his soft cheek rub against your arm. 

“Can I have my plush back?”

He looked down at you with such seriousness in his eyes. Your arms were still entwined on his neck. He smiled softly at you, and you knew what this meant. He brought his lips to your ears as he whispered ever so softly. His soft disagreement came. 

“No, it’s mine now.”

So you had to go and get a new one, as Neuvillette kept Neuvi Jr. in his office. He finally understood why you bought it, because when he glanced at the otter plush sitting on the couch, his mind went to you immediately. He got done with work a lot faster too, not wanting to leave you alone anymore, knowing how lonely you got. He made exceptions for the new plush you got, as long as he got the needed attention from you and the reassurance that he was enough for you. Your new plush would often find its way into some of your cuddle sessions, however.

Do not repost or translate without my explicit permission! Reblogs are welcome!

This will be in Celestia's Divinity and I cant wait for just the whole fountaine scene both before and after the trial. Y/n is gonna just be so yummy

This is a random thought going through my head and a very late drabble I may add to my large genshin fic with a god reader but here we go!

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As Marcel ran up to the Traveler, Paimon and Y/n he begged them to take him to the fountain that held his lover. The officer was dumbfounded at the insane man's request. Neuvillette stoically walked up, witnessing this request.

It left him confused, why would a man give up everything, even his own life, just to see one person again? Out of his own curiosity Neuvillette allowed it offering to accompany them, but before the group could go to the fountain Y/n had spoke up. His tone was of a rare seriousness.

"Before you go to the fountain that holds your lover within its waters, I must warn you I can not protect you from the bitter waters that flow. The poison it holds is not something to be trifled with. Head this warning, and if you chose to ignore it, it will only deepen the pain in your heart and the madness you have sewed for yourself. Now I ask if you still wish to go to that fountain, with the waters that you have poisoned."

Neuvillette looked at Y/n with fascinated eyes. This was not the man he once new from long ago, the oblivious immortal being that only ever wished for peace and goodness. Marcel begged Y/n to take him, ignoring the warning. Neuvillette walked by Y/n, as Aether, Paimon, and Marcel walked ahead of them.

"What did your warning mean, Y/n."

Y/n looked into Neuvillettes eyes, he saw the pain in those e/c eyes, not knowing how to respond. It shook Neuvillette's core to see such a sweet boy have such sorrow in his eyes. Y/n looked forward, staring at Marcel, as he spoke in a hushed tone.

"The voices we heard were not of Marcel's lover, but the rage of the women that he's hurt. They didn't deserve that pain, the fate they were given. My warning was of the rage filled spirits that flow in the fountain. I could feel the pain that drips, causing the water to hold poison."

Neuvillette only nodded in response, silence no gracing the two as they walked in tandem. It surprised Neuvillette how much Y/n grew from long ago, feeling proud of how he's matured. Once the group had reached the fountain, Y/n's warning had became truth.

This is a random thought going through my head and a very late drabble I may add to my large genshin fic with a god reader but here we go!

........................................................................................

As Marcel ran up to the Traveler, Paimon and Y/n he begged them to take him to the fountain that held his lover. The officer was dumbfounded at the insane man's request. Neuvillette stoically walked up, witnessing this request.

It left him confused, why would a man give up everything, even his own life, just to see one person again? Out of his own curiosity Neuvillette allowed it offering to accompany them, but before the group could go to the fountain Y/n had spoke up. His tone was of a rare seriousness.

"Before you go to the fountain that holds your lover within its waters, I must warn you I can not protect you from the bitter waters that flow. The poison it holds is not something to be trifled with. Head this warning, and if you chose to ignore it, it will only deepen the pain in your heart and the madness you have sewed for yourself. Now I ask if you still wish to go to that fountain, with the waters that you have poisoned."

Neuvillette looked at Y/n with fascinated eyes. This was not the man he once new from long ago, the oblivious immortal being that only ever wished for peace and goodness. Marcel begged Y/n to take him, ignoring the warning. Neuvillette walked by Y/n, as Aether, Paimon, and Marcel walked ahead of them.

"What did your warning mean, Y/n."

Y/n looked into Neuvillettes eyes, he saw the pain in those e/c eyes, not knowing how to respond. It shook Neuvillette's core to see such a sweet boy have such sorrow in his eyes. Y/n looked forward, staring at Marcel, as he spoke in a hushed tone.

"The voices we heard were not of Marcel's lover, but the rage of the women that he's hurt. They didn't deserve that pain, the fate they were given. My warning was of the rage filled spirits that flow in the fountain. I could feel the pain that drips, causing the water to hold poison."

Neuvillette only nodded in response, silence no gracing the two as they walked in tandem. It surprised Neuvillette how much Y/n grew from long ago, feeling proud of how he's matured. Once the group had reached the fountain, Y/n's warning had became truth.

The start of Chaos

Y/n: *Just straight up vibing bopping to a song they created in their head as they softly mumble the words*

Neuvillette: *looks at Y/n curiously, unsure what the hell they're doing* Darling, what is it you are doing?

Y/n: *looks at Nuevillette mischievously* Can I show you?

Neuvillette: *nods suspiciously*

Y/n: *starts to sing Another one bites dust* According to the Judgement of the Oratrice Mecanique D'analyse Cardinale *and just sings the whole fan song*

Neuvillette: *Just stares dumbfounded*

Furina: Oh Neuvillette! *stops in her tracks seeing Y/n dancing and singing* What is Y/n doing?

Neuvillette: *to stunned to speak*

Furina: *Laughs at Neuvillette's state*

a/n: That one fan song is stuck in my head so i had too! Heres the song im referancing. Link

Do not repost or translate without my explicit permission! Reblogs are welcome!

Plushie Shenanigans | Neuivillette x male reader

Characters: Neuivillette

Summary: You got an otter plushie but your boyfriend seems to be harboring resentment for it

Warnings: Neuvillette being jealous

a/n: This idea came to me when I found a character. ai of neuvillette and the prompt was you bought a otter plushie.

You had brought home an otter plush home one day, in your shared home with The Chief Justice himself. You walked through the doors of your home with a big smile on your face. Your impulse buy had brought you great joy, and this did not go unnoticed. Neuvillette had seen you walk through the door, expecting you to notice that he was home early. 

You, however, just went straight to the shared bedroom and cuddled the otter plush close. You tossed and turned a bit, feeling so content in the moment. Neuvillette had walked slowly into the room, seeing you cuddling the plush. His eyebrows raised, seemingly intrigued by the scene that had played out in front of him. He coughed softly, trying to get your attention.

You had stopped tossing and rolling around on the bed as you messed up the sheets. His voice had caused your focus to be pulled to him. He smiled softly at you as his eyes glanced down to the otter plush that was held tight in your grasps. He walked closer to you to get a better look.

“What do you have there, my dear?”

You looked up at him with a big, bright smile. You pulled the otter plush in front of him to showcase it. He was confused as to why you would buy such a thing. He couldn’t help but lightly blush at how excited you look. He didn’t understand how such a simple plush could bring so much energy out of you.

“An otter plushie!”

After a few weeks of your attention being solely on the plush, Fontaine’s skies had been more gray and full of rain. You didn’t notice this change, being so focused on your plushie. Neuvillette had had it with you, however, not liking that this otter plush was eating up so much of your time. His jealousy for the plush grew ever second he saw you with it. So he had faced you in the living room, as you guarded the plush away from his grasps.

“My dear, please hand me the plush.”

You shook your head in defiance of his order. His voice was very demanding, and it was odd to hear it. He was never like this, so you didn’t understand why he wanted your plush. But instead of asking why he wanted it, you only protested. His eyes filled with jealousy as he heard your soft voice.

“Noo, he’s my son and I love him! I named him, too.”

As you called the plushie your son, it deeply confused Neuvillette. How could a plush be your child? And you naming it intrigued him more. He got closer to you, wanting you to just hold him instead of the plushy in your hands. You backed away instinctively.

“You’re son?”

You nodded and Neuvillette’s question. He just couldn’t bring himself to understand why you would feel such a paternal connection with a plush that couldn’t give you affection back. The storm outside got worse as his sadness got worse. He only wanted you to hug him, to discard the plush and give him your touch and love to him.

“Yes, my son and his name is Neuvi Jr.” 

He stopped in his tracks. More confusion had made itself present as his face wrinkled ever so slightly. Why did you give it a name like him? His only conclusion was to replace him. His hands dropped to his side as he shuddered a breath out of his lips. 

You looked at him confused, not knowing what his body language meant. You slowly walked up to him with the otter plush still in your arms. His eyes were fixated on the plush, trying his best to burn it with his gaze. You held it out in front of Neuvillette as its black, beaded eyes stared into his. He looked behind the plush to meet your gaze.

“What are you doing?”

He was trying so hard to choke back tears. You only gave him a soft smile, holding the plush expectantly. You urged him to hold it, and he gently took it from your hands. He gently touched your skin, needing to feel it again, as he now was holding the plush. He stared at it, not sure what to do with it. 

“I named it Neuvi Jr. because it looks like you! And sometimes I get lonely when you’re out doing trials all day, so I thought that maybe this would help the lonely feeling.”

Neuvillette didn’t expect that to be your answer, or for you to respond like that at all. He felt bad for leaving you alone all day, but he needed to work. He still stared at the plush as something changed within him. He quickly became attached to it, and he walked up to you.

He brought his body close, his hands still on the plush. He wanted you to wrap your arms around him as his were busy gently holding the plush. You giggled at his now new attachment to the plush he was just angry with a bit ago. You gently wrapped your hands around his neck, bringing yourself closer to him. The rain had stopped as Neuvillette finally got the hug he desperately needed from you.

“So you weren’t trying to replace me?”

You gave him a baffled look. How could he have thought of such a thing? It made you feel so sorrowful when you realize what had been going on. You hugged him tighter as you buried your face in his chest. He blushed, feeling you get so close after so long of being touch starved. Your voice was soft, a melody he needed on repeat. 

“What? Of course not! You’re the only Neuvillette, nothing could replace you!”

Comfortable silence enveloped the both of you. He needed this, especially after the long period of neglect from you. His grip was still on the plushie, but his face nuzzled into your arms, and you held him close. He wanted nothing to break this moment. You giggled, feeling his soft cheek rub against your arm. 

“Can I have my plush back?”

He looked down at you with such seriousness in his eyes. Your arms were still entwined on his neck. He smiled softly at you, and you knew what this meant. He brought his lips to your ears as he whispered ever so softly. His soft disagreement came. 

“No, it’s mine now.”

So you had to go and get a new one, as Neuvillette kept Neuvi Jr. in his office. He finally understood why you bought it, because when he glanced at the otter plush sitting on the couch, his mind went to you immediately. He got done with work a lot faster too, not wanting to leave you alone anymore, knowing how lonely you got. He made exceptions for the new plush you got, as long as he got the needed attention from you and the reassurance that he was enough for you. Your new plush would often find its way into some of your cuddle sessions, however.

Do not repost or translate without my explicit permission! Reblogs are welcome!

Plushie Shenanigans | Neuivillette x male reader

Characters: Neuivillette

Summary: You got an otter plushie but your boyfriend seems to be harboring resentment for it

Warnings: Neuvillette being jealous

a/n: This idea came to me when I found a character. ai of neuvillette and the prompt was you bought a otter plushie.

You had brought home an otter plush home one day, in your shared home with The Chief Justice himself. You walked through the doors of your home with a big smile on your face. Your impulse buy had brought you great joy, and this did not go unnoticed. Neuvillette had seen you walk through the door, expecting you to notice that he was home early. 

You, however, just went straight to the shared bedroom and cuddled the otter plush close. You tossed and turned a bit, feeling so content in the moment. Neuvillette had walked slowly into the room, seeing you cuddling the plush. His eyebrows raised, seemingly intrigued by the scene that had played out in front of him. He coughed softly, trying to get your attention.

You had stopped tossing and rolling around on the bed as you messed up the sheets. His voice had caused your focus to be pulled to him. He smiled softly at you as his eyes glanced down to the otter plush that was held tight in your grasps. He walked closer to you to get a better look.

“What do you have there, my dear?”

You looked up at him with a big, bright smile. You pulled the otter plush in front of him to showcase it. He was confused as to why you would buy such a thing. He couldn’t help but lightly blush at how excited you look. He didn’t understand how such a simple plush could bring so much energy out of you.

“An otter plushie!”

After a few weeks of your attention being solely on the plush, Fontaine’s skies had been more gray and full of rain. You didn’t notice this change, being so focused on your plushie. Neuvillette had had it with you, however, not liking that this otter plush was eating up so much of your time. His jealousy for the plush grew ever second he saw you with it. So he had faced you in the living room, as you guarded the plush away from his grasps.

“My dear, please hand me the plush.”

You shook your head in defiance of his order. His voice was very demanding, and it was odd to hear it. He was never like this, so you didn’t understand why he wanted your plush. But instead of asking why he wanted it, you only protested. His eyes filled with jealousy as he heard your soft voice.

“Noo, he’s my son and I love him! I named him, too.”

As you called the plushie your son, it deeply confused Neuvillette. How could a plush be your child? And you naming it intrigued him more. He got closer to you, wanting you to just hold him instead of the plushy in your hands. You backed away instinctively.

“You’re son?”

You nodded and Neuvillette’s question. He just couldn’t bring himself to understand why you would feel such a paternal connection with a plush that couldn’t give you affection back. The storm outside got worse as his sadness got worse. He only wanted you to hug him, to discard the plush and give him your touch and love to him.

“Yes, my son and his name is Neuvi Jr.” 

He stopped in his tracks. More confusion had made itself present as his face wrinkled ever so slightly. Why did you give it a name like him? His only conclusion was to replace him. His hands dropped to his side as he shuddered a breath out of his lips. 

You looked at him confused, not knowing what his body language meant. You slowly walked up to him with the otter plush still in your arms. His eyes were fixated on the plush, trying his best to burn it with his gaze. You held it out in front of Neuvillette as its black, beaded eyes stared into his. He looked behind the plush to meet your gaze.

“What are you doing?”

He was trying so hard to choke back tears. You only gave him a soft smile, holding the plush expectantly. You urged him to hold it, and he gently took it from your hands. He gently touched your skin, needing to feel it again, as he now was holding the plush. He stared at it, not sure what to do with it. 

“I named it Neuvi Jr. because it looks like you! And sometimes I get lonely when you’re out doing trials all day, so I thought that maybe this would help the lonely feeling.”

Neuvillette didn’t expect that to be your answer, or for you to respond like that at all. He felt bad for leaving you alone all day, but he needed to work. He still stared at the plush as something changed within him. He quickly became attached to it, and he walked up to you.

He brought his body close, his hands still on the plush. He wanted you to wrap your arms around him as his were busy gently holding the plush. You giggled at his now new attachment to the plush he was just angry with a bit ago. You gently wrapped your hands around his neck, bringing yourself closer to him. The rain had stopped as Neuvillette finally got the hug he desperately needed from you.

“So you weren’t trying to replace me?”

You gave him a baffled look. How could he have thought of such a thing? It made you feel so sorrowful when you realize what had been going on. You hugged him tighter as you buried your face in his chest. He blushed, feeling you get so close after so long of being touch starved. Your voice was soft, a melody he needed on repeat. 

“What? Of course not! You’re the only Neuvillette, nothing could replace you!”

Comfortable silence enveloped the both of you. He needed this, especially after the long period of neglect from you. His grip was still on the plushie, but his face nuzzled into your arms, and you held him close. He wanted nothing to break this moment. You giggled, feeling his soft cheek rub against your arm. 

“Can I have my plush back?”

He looked down at you with such seriousness in his eyes. Your arms were still entwined on his neck. He smiled softly at you, and you knew what this meant. He brought his lips to your ears as he whispered ever so softly. His soft disagreement came. 

“No, it’s mine now.”

So you had to go and get a new one, as Neuvillette kept Neuvi Jr. in his office. He finally understood why you bought it, because when he glanced at the otter plush sitting on the couch, his mind went to you immediately. He got done with work a lot faster too, not wanting to leave you alone anymore, knowing how lonely you got. He made exceptions for the new plush you got, as long as he got the needed attention from you and the reassurance that he was enough for you. Your new plush would often find its way into some of your cuddle sessions, however.

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The start of Chaos

Y/n: *Just straight up vibing bopping to a song they created in their head as they softly mumble the words*

Neuvillette: *looks at Y/n curiously, unsure what the hell they're doing* Darling, what is it you are doing?

Y/n: *looks at Nuevillette mischievously* Can I show you?

Neuvillette: *nods suspiciously*

Y/n: *starts to sing Another one bites dust* According to the Judgement of the Oratrice Mecanique D'analyse Cardinale *and just sings the whole fan song*

Neuvillette: *Just stares dumbfounded*

Furina: Oh Neuvillette! *stops in her tracks seeing Y/n dancing and singing* What is Y/n doing?

Neuvillette: *to stunned to speak*

Furina: *Laughs at Neuvillette's state*

a/n: That one fan song is stuck in my head so i had too! Heres the song im referancing. Link

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