TW: Fluff turns to angst :) Neuvillette x Furina aka Immortal x Mortal hehehehe
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“Come on dance with me!” Furina called out to Neuvillette as she stood on the surface of the water. The white haired woman reaching out a hand to him as he stood at the edge of the lake, the turquoise waters lapping at his shoes. “Is the hydro dragon really scared of a little water?” Furina laughed with a smile on her face as she splashed some water in his direction.
“I do not fear the water, I simply-”
“Come on then!” She didn't let him finish his sentence, pulling him along to the center of the lake. (For the purposes of this story Neuvillette can walk on water.) “Neuvillette.” Furina pouted as the taller man attempted to retreat to the safety of the shore. “Dance with me. Please?” She begged, clinging to his arm, “Please Neuvillette, just one dance? And then I promise we can go home. I don’t want to dance alone.”
“...Very well.” He sighed, “One dance it is,” Neuvillette took her hand in his as Furina beamed, he had promised that he would never let Furina dance alone, not ever again. The taller man let her lead him, Furina twirled around him, leading him through the waltz. Neuvillette let himself crack a smile as he admired Furina, the way she would look down to make sure her feet matched with his, the way one strand of her hair curved up and bobbed with each movement.
“You're surprisingly good at this Monsieur.” Furina smiled, as Neuvillette spun her.
“Your standards for me are far too low, Lady Furina .” Neuvillette scoffed, “I can dance.”
“Well how was I supposed to know?” Furina rolled her eyes playfully. “You almost never do.” As the dance came to a close she detached herself from Neuvillette.
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“Look, it looks just like you.” Furina giggled as she lifted up the soggy creature.
“It does not.” Neuvillette glanced at the otter she held in her hands. “It looks nothing like me.” Neuvillette sipped his water, turning his head away from the creature.
“Oh come on. Look.” Furina lifted the creature higher, “It looks just like you. It even has your blue horns!”
“It has stripes not horns.” Neuvillette corrected, throwing the creature a subtle glare.
“Hmph.” Furina pouted, setting the creature down. “I think the Melusines would agree with me.” The former archon huffed, leaning against the taller man, her head against his shoulder as she watched the otters swim and play in the fontainian sea.
“They most certainly would not.” Neuvillette handed Furina a glass of water.
“You say that now.” Furina waved a finger at him. “But just you wait, I’ll ask Sigewinne when we see her again. With how long she spends in the fortress she's bound to see the otters at least a few times.” Furina smirked. “And I’m sure she would agree with me.”
“...I do not look like the otters of Fontaine.” Neuvillette huffed.
“Denial is a river in the Sumeru Desert.” Furina shrugged with a laugh.
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“Stay still Neuvillette.” Furina scolded.
“I apologize.” Neuvillette tried to stay still as the woman brushed out his hair. Carefully removing any knots and tangles his hair had developed overnight, she did her best in trying not to yank at his hair. However he couldn't help but wince every once in a while when she pulled too hard.
“You don't even move that much while you sleep. How does your hair get this knotted?” Furina complained as she brushed.
“I do not know,” Neuvillette replied honestly, “Please be careful with-”
“Be careful with your horns. I know.” Furina laughed, using one hand to gently run her hand over the blue horns that protruded from his skull. They were both hard and soft, it felt like touching water if the water was solid and not wet. “They're so pretty.” Furina smiled as she worked around them.
“As you have mentioned before.” Neuvillette smiled as he felt the woman start to braid his hair.
“I can't help it! It is pretty.” Furina pouted. “You have to agree on that.”
“Hm. Very well I shall agree with you Lady Furina.” Neuvillette watched her work through her reflection in the mirror. “What do you have to do today Lady Furina?” Neuvillette asked as he looked at her,
“Just some filming.” Furina waved a hand.
“Are you not worried that you will be late?” Neuvillette inquired, his voice soft.
“No. It's still early in the morning Neuvillette, and we have to film during the day.” Furina laughed, her laugh warmed his heart.
“I see. And what are you shooting?” He asked softly.
“Today it's a scene where the man confesses to his lover… but they cannot be together not yet anyway,” She chuckled, “So the man is left alone with his bouquet of rainbow roses at the bench and it's all sad.”
“I see.” Neuvillette smiled, “I will have to see this film when it comes out.”
“You better!” Furina gasped, “If you don't show up to the premiere I’ll be sad. And mad.” She expertly wove the ribbon into his hair tying the braid.
“Then I shall be there to witness your new film.” Neuvillette smiled, standing up and offering her a hand.
“Hmph-” Furina stood up, “You better or I will cry.”
“Tell me the date of the premiere then ma chérie.” Neuvillette pressed a kiss to the back of her hand. “Have a pleasant day.” He smiled, noticing the blush that dusted her cheeks.
“You too.” Furina smiled, waving him away as she got ready for her day.
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The clapping faded away as Neuvillette rushed backstage, the performance Furina had put on in the musical had been amazing, oh how he loved seeing her perform. The way she would twirl onstage and smile her blinding smile. Furina in question had already changed out of her costume and was wearing her usual dark blue suit and white shorts, the hydro vision hung off her sash by her waist.
“Oh Neuvillette!” Furina spotted him almost instantly running over. “What did you think?” She beamed, clapping her hands excitedly.
“I think it was wonderful,” Neuvillette smiled, pressing a kiss to the back of her hand. “You really are a wonderful actress ma dulcinée.” He handed her a bouquet of rainbow roses.
“Thank you mon amour .” Furina beamed, gripping the bouquet excitedly.
“I do think we should celebrate this.” Neuvillette mused, “Where would you like to go eat?”
“Oh can we go to the Hotel Deboard?” Furina smiled, “They have wonderful desserts.”
“I do hope you don't plan on just eating desserts.” Neuvillette smiled as he walked out of the Opera Epiclese with Furina. “That wouldn’t be very filling.”
“But they're good.” Furina smiled as she walked alongside him, Neuvillettes hand resting on her hip.
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“Neuvillette… I burnt the macaroni…” Furina stared miserably at the blackened macaroni in the pot.
“Tsk- Let me cook Furina darling.” Neuvillette gently shooed her away from the kitchen.
“You can't just serve water and call that food,” Furina huffed as she played with a glass that was left out.
“I will not just serve water.” Neuvillette scoffed, “I will make Consomme Purete.” He announced proudly, “And it will be made using only the finest water-”
“Mon dragon, I think you're the only person in Teyvat who can taste different water. Water is water.” Furina rolled her eyes.
“It is not!” Neuvillette stared at her, mouth hanging agape. “Furina! Take that back! You know Fontaine has the best water.”
“How am I supposed to judge when you won't let me near other water?” Furina snorted, “You say Liyue water is salty and full of vortex overlord remnants and you won't even let me try it.”
“Because it’s bad water.” Neuvillette sipped his glass of water. “Its taste is by far the worst out of all seven nations in Teyvat. That much salt would probably kill you Furina.”
“Oh please how salty could it be?” Furina rolled her eyes. “And how in the name of Celestia do you figure out what vortex remnants taste like-” She swiveled her head to give him a pointed stare. “Do you regularly eat vortex remains-”
“You have gotten off topic.” Neuvillette waved a hand, “I am trying to cook.”
“Answer my question Neuvillette!” Furina whined.
“No.”
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Furina pointed as a gold fish swam by. “Look!” She motioned for Neuvillette to follow her as she led him through the kelp forests of Fontaine. Furina spun through the ruins, twirling in the water as if she belonged there all along. Neuvillette smiled as he watched Furina dart around like a fish, dragging him along as she pointed at the animals.
“Furina I must-”
“No wait, stay a little bit longer.” Furina pleaded. (Idk if you can talk underwater I'm just gonna guess you can in Fontaine)
“Very well.” Neuvillette sighed. “How could you exploit the fact that I cannot say no to you?” He “reluctantly” swimmed after her, easily catching up to Furina, the water was his domain after all. “Are you enjoying yourself, Lady Furina?”
“Look at how cute it is!” Furina squealed as she grabbed Nevullittes hand pointing at a sleeping blubber seal. “How is it that it took me this long to go beneath the water? Did you know about this place?” Furina asked as she swam through the kelp forest.
“You have never swam in the Fontaine sea?” Neuvillette raised a brow, that was news to him.
“Nope! I never knew it was this pretty…” Furina beamed as a school of iridescent fish swam past her. Neuvillette smiled at the sight, watching as fish of all colors swirled around his Furina. As if she truly was the deity of water.
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The sunset glowed white against the water, the waves softly moving and churning with the wind as Furina and Neuvillette sat next to each other by the shore. “Time flies doesn't it Neuvillette?” Furina whispered as she looked out at the sea
“I suppose it does.” The ludex answered softly.
“These past six hundred years have been an interesting experience.” Furina whispered, her head against the stoic man. Unlike her Neuvillette hadn’t aged a day, while Furina’s hair had grayed and wrinkles appeared on her face, the hydro dragon remained the same. However despite her old and weary joints, and her cracking voice, her eyes with their teardrop shaped pupils never lost their spark. “For five hundred of those years I was playing an archon… and for these past hundred… I have been playing myself.” Furina laughed just as she had used to when she was young. “However, these past one hundred years with you… have been wonderful Neuvillette.”
“Amour what are you saying?” Neuvillette looked over at her.
“I can feel it Neuvillette. My time is almost up.” Furina smiled softly, standing up and extending a hand to him. “Mon dragon, dance with me one last time?”
“I… very well ma déesse.” Nevuillette took her hand, leading her through a careful waltz. Each step felt like a thousand shards of ice piercing his heart as Furina danced with him. Despite her old body, she didn't stumble through the dance, gliding smoothly over the water just as they used to all those years ago. Neuvillette could feel the tears in his eyes, the slow rain that began only confirming that he was crying. Furina paused mid spin, noticing the water droplets that disturbed the stillness of the waters.
“Oh Neuvillette… getting sad again are you?” Furina smiled at him.
“How can I not?” He replied, his voice cracking with pain.
“This is the best ending I could ever dream of.” Furina smiled, wiping away his tears with her hand. “After six hundred years… I can finally truly rest.”
“Furina…” Neuvillette held her hand against his cheek as he closed his eyes. “I…”
“I love you Neuvillette, and I will love you for eternity.” Furina wiped his eyes.
“Furina…” Neuvillette gripped her hand looking at her pleadingly. “An eternity without you… that is an eternity of suffering…”
“Well if you think about it… not even you will live forever…” Furina smiled, “And one day we will be reunited… I promise it…”
“Furina…” The rain hammered down around them.
“Oh, hydro dragon, hydro dragon… dont cry….” She whispered, her lips ghosting over his for the last time.
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Authors Note:
Furina and Neuvillette have different dynamics based on my mood maybe they are dating maybe they are siblings/family. However, In no world are they both siblings/family and dating. (Dont date your family guys)
I got the plushies from my backerkit tier, but the books have seemingly evaporated. I have gotten no email etc. :(
I've checked the backerkit website but there's been no update, and I'm wondering if anyone else has this problem?
Lady Ei is the third oldest out of all her seven siblings and is mother two her two children. She and her wife have a wide menagerie of business, from her wife’s bookstore to Lady Ei’s hotel and law firm. She is known to be closed off and often times, her wife goes to meetings instead of her.
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Lady Ei is known as the most brutal of the four, unforgiving and ruthless, she does not take kindly to traitors. Her temper only outmatched by her deserter sister Murata… but don’t bring any of her deserter siblings up, or flirt with her wife for that matter both options end in you dying. It is said she enjoys executing traitors and those who dare cross her by beheading them with a retractable sword she always has with her…
Boothill! :D my son! He’s here! I won the 50:50 now I’m only missing the third son since I have Boothill and Aventurine, I just need Dan Heng’s IL form
Mr. Zhongli’s children, Hutao and Xiao. Respectable young people, however it is noted that Hutao is the more outgoing of the two… in fact Xiao is often following her around like a shadow… no one knows who their mother is and they look so different many speculate that they are merely half siblings. Hutao is most known for helping her father run the funeral parlor. ————————— Hutao… I met her once at a meeting where I met her father. She was a very stern faced girl then, but reports return to me of her true nature. A chaotic and eerie young lady, who runs a funeral parlor to help her father get rid of any… loose ends. Her brother is a complete opposite they say, cold and calculating. Most days he simply follows his sister around and is the more vicious of the two. He is his sisters shadow, the two almost never apart. Makes me wonder how we are to execute the plan to capture and use them as ransom against Zhongli…
Tw: Swearing, use of Ghost's and Soap's real names, fluff
“Johnny, you feed the hens yet?” Ghost asked as he carried the potato’s into the barn while Soap milked the cows that lived within the barn's red walls. “No, not yet. Is yer turn anyway.” Soap chuckled, blowing Ghost a kiss as he finished milking the last cow. “Ah don’t wanna deal with yer rooste’.” Soap smiled picking up the milk bucket as he patted the cow's backside with one hand. “Yer know that bird hates mah guts M’eudail.” Soap smiled, kissing Ghost's cheek as he walked past. “Hmph. Fine I’ll feed the hens today.” Ghost chuckled as he set down the sack of potatoes, picking up the basket full of the chicken feed. “I’m only doin this because I love you Johnny.” Ghost waved a finger at his husband. “Ah doubt yer would let yer beloved hens starve Simon.” Soap snickered. “Yer love those critters te death.”
“I suppose.” Ghost nodded, as he exited the barn, walking over to the chicken coop where the hens had already gathered. Ghost smiled as the chickens flocked around him, letting out annoyed chirps and squawks of offense at being fed later than usual. “Relax you feathery bastards.” Ghost laughed as the chickens angrily flocked him. Ghost hummed as he sprinkled the chicken feed all over the coop. The hens scattering to go eat their fill. The sounds of annoyed squawking died down as the creatures had their fill. The feathered creatures going back to roaming the coop or sitting in their nests once they had their fill. After making sure the hens were fed, Ghost moved on to the roosters. Quite frankly Ghost didn't quite like the roosters and the roosters didn't like him. However the roosters loved Soap, they were never aggressive with the smaller scottish man, however they would always try to tear out Ghost’s eye sockets. Deciding against entering the rooster house Ghost just threw the chicken feed through the mesh walls. “Feed you insufferable bastards.” However upon spotting Ghost on the other side of the wall a rooster attempted to attack him. “You violent creatures.” Ghost grumbled retreating back to the barn where he found his husband sorting through potatoes. “Alright Johnny, you are feeding the roosters. I hate them and they hate me.” “Simon yer overreactin’ them rooster’s are sweet.” Soap chuckled, “An don say yer hate em. Yer gonna hurt their feelin’s.” “Those bloody cocks don’t have feelings!” Ghost growled sitting down next to Soap, “One of em tried to claw my eyes out.” “Yer over exaggerate so much M'eudail.” Soap chuckled leaning against Ghost. “Der roosters are nice yer just don’t get along with ‘em.” “They don't get along with me.” Ghost scowled as he helped Soap clean the potatoes. “Whatever yer say Mo chridhe.” Soap laughed at the pout on Ghost’s face. “Ah still think yer just bein mean ter der poor roosters, maybe that's why they hate yer.” “Can’t believe you take their side, love.” Ghost huffed, “those things are bloody monsters.” “Maybe that’s why they don’t like yer.” Soap rolled his eyes. “Yer keep callin em monster’s and vermin.” “I’ve never called them vermin. But that’s a good way to describe them.” Ghost replied, glancing at his husband. “Ah m’ just sayin, maybe if yer didn hurt they feelin maybe they'd like yer better.” Soap chuckled. “Maybe they should just stop being pricks.” Ghost growled as he stabbed a potato. Soap laughed at his husband's antics. “Maybe yer should be the bigger person and just befriend the roosters?” Soap suggested with a grin, eagerly waiting for his husband's grumbly response. “I don’t want to be the bigger person.” Ghost hunched over angrily stabbing the potatoes. “…right. An remin me who’s the human in this situation?” Soap asked teasingly. “…me.” “An who has to be the bigger person?” Soap asked again. “…me.” Ghost groaned in annoyance.
I need beeduo crumbs lmao.
"BomberBee!" EnderStrike's voice echoed through the desolate city. "How is my buddy in crime."
"I am not your buddy." Tubbo snapped,
"Ouch my feelings." Tubbo whirled around as EnderStrike's thin and wiry body appeared at the end of the alley. Ender's costume was black and white with purple boots, green and red accents, and bright purple glass "eyes."
"What do you want Ender?" Tubbo snapped, placing his hands on his hips.
"Well..." Ender tilted there head sideways, "Why don't we go find something to do?"
"Like what?"
"Ooo! Let's go blow up Medusa!" EnderStrike tapped the side of their cheek thoughtfully. "Or maybe we find Pirate's hideout ... or-"
"I get it." Tubbo snapped, "Let's just go find something to do."
In order left to right, Megumi, Yanming, Sowon, Alexander (Sasha), Obsidian, Silverbird, Oleander, Cyber.
(Also yes Sasha is of the male species)
Im moving homes in spring 2025, and my lackadaisy books still arnt here does anyone know anything I can do?
I live overseas and have received no conformation of my books even being shipped.
:<
pls send help
He’s whimsical, and he is fluffy, I forgot to give him his bow, but honestly idk how I would add it in. On his neck? His tail?