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moldygenshin · 10 months

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Neuvillette x Female Reader 🌧️ANGST

This is my first fic so it’s a bit short and I wrote this a few months ago, go easy on me.

In which you are convicted of murdering your and Neuvillette’s infant son.

Your hair is dirty from being unwashed and the scornful treatment of your fellow Fontaine citizens didn’t aid in your torment; all events due to an outrageous allegation. They forbade you from entering your residence; your husband no help of course. He was always prickly when situations came to justice. Whether or not you were the one he was judging. Evidence was stacked against you regardless.

But you’d never kill your week old son?

How could a mother, such as yourself, be subjected to the ideology of killing your own flesh and blood that couldn’t fend for himself?

He was just an infant. Your husband was over the moon at the fact you finally convinced a child; an heir. Nonetheless, girl or boy, he was grinning every time he saw the baby. He would coo, blow raspberries on his little chubby cheeks, and play with his fat baby hands. When your son would cry, your husband would come to the rescue. He never cared about how slobbery, spit-uppy, or poopy your baby was.

Granted you only had him for a week and the skies of fontaine had never been sunnier. You couldn’t have prevented the events that unfolded. No matter who you paid or notified; it was clear someone had it out for you. The Chief Iudex couldn’t see it.

He was heartbroken and overwhelmed with grief when he was notified that his infant son’s body was found in an alley along with you. Albeit, you were dazed, bleary eyed, and slightly injured even so you were still the prime suspect. All anyone could hear that night was “Where’s my baby boy?” and the agonizing cries that left the deepest most primal part of you. The next morning it was a typhoon… emotionally and literally. The streets of Fontaine were covered with the tears of your husband; his shattered heart caused the raging storm.

“Ms. Name, according to the judgment of The Oratrice Mecanique d’Analyse Cardinale you are hereby declared guilty of murdering your infant child.” Neuvillette says with a shaky voice; his hands trembling with grief and uncertainty. Tears fill his waterline as he stares at your wide eyes and flushing cheeks. Of course he loves you, boundlessly, but evidence isn’t in your favor this time. No matter how you pleaded and begged; nothing would change his mind.

His verdict was settled and by the evening you were shipped off to The Fortress of Meropide. You cried and reasoned with him only for him to say, “It has been decided.” He turns to face you, “You stole our son from me.”

“My love, I would never kill him! We were the perfect family!” You sob as you try to reach out to him. Again you only had him for a week.

Neuvillette pushes you away gently “Name, you're being hysterical. You were the only one with him who else could have killed our son?” He says with a strained voice as he watches you get dragged by guards.

“I will remember this Neuvillette!” You scream in anger, “I will avenge myself and my son! If only you hadn’t denied my request to be escorted home; none of the heartache and pain would be here!” You muster with a choked sob. And that was the last you ever saw of Neuvillette.

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scarletwritesshit · 10 months

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🌧️ Furina x Neuvillette 🌧️ Thoughts After the Rain

The image was still burned into Neuvillette’s mind.

That wretched sight of the Hydro blade descending onto Focalors, slicing her body in half and dissolving her remains into water droplets. He has dealt with his fair share of nightmarish scenes over the long years, not just recordings and accounts of crime scenes, but personally as the Hydro Dragon Sovereign. The work he took on as Chief Justice served as his relief from this strenuous mental toil. He focused his mind on the problems and solutions of the court rather allowing himself to be haunted by gruesome scenes time and again. His undertaking of extra work also lifted some of the weight off of Furina’s shoulders.

The stacks of work were doing him no good at this time. As much as he tried to suppress them, the tears would not stop flowing down his face, and his voice remained choked, rending him unable to confide in even the closest of his Melusines to relieve himself of his sealed up thoughts.

The way Focalors kept smiling at him until the bitter end, with not a single regret to be heard in her voice, ripped his heart far more than any plea of desperation could. He had a sworn duty to protect all under him - people, Melusines, even his own Archon. Where did he go wrong, he wondered? Focalors was no longer around for him to seek the answer to this question, and she left behind deceptions still buried behind that final smile.

No chance that Furina would know the full truth herself. She was the prime victim of her other self’s act, and even if she did know a sliver of the truth, it was highly unlikely that she would be willing to open up now. Neuvillette had advised her to take some time to herself as her own person at long last, and measures were taken so that none of the gossip hungry people of Fontaine could spend a single moment of their time harassing her. After 500 years of suffering, he knew that a few moments for Furina to focus on nothing except herself was an important first step in her recovery.

This also meant that he would be leaving her alone for the time being. He couldn’t help but wonder if this break was as truly beneficial as he hoped it to be. Though, he was also concerned that perhaps it was his longing to see the true Archon again that made him desire to see Furina so much. As days had passed with no sign of his tears or the rain letting up, he let out a regretful sigh thinking that perhaps, disturbing the solitude of Furina would be in the best interest of them both, as well as Fontaine’s weather. If Furina were to obejct to him in any way, Neuvillette hoped that she was still not afraid to make her voice be heard.

He came to her place empty handed, as he did not wish to communicate any intent of bribery. Rather, he simply wished to talk with her; even a single word from her would make him feel better about her condition.

Standing in front of her door, Neuvillette took a deep breath, attempting to relax himself and clear his mind. Though, he was still haunted by worst case scenario. He didn’t want to think about the very real possibility that Furina, too, could’ve fallen victim to the execution in a slightly different manner.

Just something, he thought, Anything to give me a slither of hope.

The more he stood there in silence thinking, the more the rain began to pick up. It was better that he gets things over with and knock, rather than let the entire nation flood once more…

He politely knocked on the door with the back of his hand. There was no audible response coming from the inside, which sent a wave of anxiety through Neuvillette. He told himself that there was no need for worry quite yet, and to give her a few minutes before he would knock again. Just before he was about to tap on the door once more, it cracked open, and Furina peered her eyes through the small opening. She looked up and down, scanning the man that stood before her, and allowed Neuvillette to enter once she gained a small amount of confidence.

Her place was drearily lit, with the only trace of illumination being what little sun managed to peer through the window. Neuvillette was relieved to see her alive and still fighting, but he still wanted to break the silence between the two of them, somehow. He couldn’t find any words in him to begin a conversation, not even enough for a simple greeting, as he wasn’t sure what was appropriate to say given the recent happenings. Neuvillette was filled with guilt that he could’ve done something to prevent all of this. Something to save those in Poisson, something to save Focalors, something to free Furina...

Furina sat at her window and looked out at the rain falling down.

"It’s been raining for a while, hasn’t it?" she said, watching the rain with a saddened expression.

"Ah...my sincere apologies," Neuvillette said, wiping the tears that he has been doing a poor job of suppressing.

"Don’t beat yourself up over it. Believe me, its fine. I hardly have a reason or even a will to step outside anyways."

"But Lady Furina-"

"Just Furina. I hold that title no more, Neuvillette."

"Out of my utmost respect for you, it does not feel right to refer to you so...casually."

"Neuv," Furina said, sliding around to face him, "Its fine. I don’t even deserve to be referred to with a name, as I couldn’t save my own nation from a crisis that I had 500 years to prepare for."

"How were you supposed to? You were expected to play the role of god as a mortal, nothing realistically could have been done by you in your situation. If anything, I am the one who should be shamed for their negligence."

"You didn’t know. You shouldn’t blame yourself," Furina said with a sigh.

"It is my duty to know when something is amiss. I have failed both you and my people," he said, averting his gaze.

"You…didn’t fail any of us. In fact, I feel like you’ve done too much for a failure like me. I always worried that you were going to leave me one day due to my incompetence, yet you never did, and for that, I’m...eternally grateful, to say the least."

"Well, I couldn’t leave you. Fontaine would be doomed to crumble in a matter of years if so."

"I probably would’ve crumbled within years."

"Which is why I was so afraid, personally. Losing the nation meant losing a dear friend of mine, yet in a way, I still feel as if I had lost part of her."

Neuvillette could no longer bare to look Furina in the eyes.

"I’m still here Neuv, even if that part of me is gone" Furina said, putting her hand on his shoulder. "And. you still have Fontaine in relatively good shape."

"Perhaps, but it was not without its losses. Those whose lives I failed to save.”

"You mean...those I have failed to save," she said, her hand sliding off of his arm.

The rain picked up again, and Furina was quick to notice the weeping Hydro Dragon struggling to even look at her. She couldn’t even lift her own spirits, but despite this, she felt as if maybe, just maybe, she could bring a little bit of relief to Neuvillette.

She could not stand seeing Fontaine drenched in rain. Not after all of the times she could’ve saved Neuvillette the trouble if she was actually worthy of being a god.

"Neuvillette...please don’t cry. Focalors had all of us ensnared in her performance," she said, attempting to reassure him.

Neuvillette was rather unresponsive to her effort, and it hurt Furina deeply to see him like this. She slid closer to the edge of the seat, closer to where he was standing, and wrapped what she could of her tiny body around Neuvillette. He looked down at the former "Archon" embracing him, feeling the hesitation in her body as she attempts to not overwhelm him with her sudden gesture of affection.

"If it weren’t for you," she said, now holding back her tears, "I don’t even know if I would still be around."

"Furina..."

"Please believe me when I say that I don’t fault you for anything of what has happened. I don’t like seeing you like this at all."

Years of suffering, and Furina was still so quick to forgive him? He couldn’t seem to believe it, but her words and her touch felt so genuine. And with the strings of Focalors finally severed, this was no act with the intent of putting on a show, either.

She wiped a tear from his eye, forcing herself to smile through her own pain, this time for the sake of Neuvillette and not a façade long held.

"Neuv, you’ve meant a lot to me all these years, and I want you to remain by my side as I live out the rest of my life as a human."

"That...is agreeable. In fact, I would be most delighted to be called your most trusted partner."

"More than just that," Furina said, relaxing into him. “And you can drop the formalities with me, too.”

Neuvillette, preferring to uphold his formal tone, decided that, perhaps just this once, he could allow himself a truly honest word with Furina.

“Is that so? I suppose you wouldn’t mind if I told you that…I love you?”

“No, not at all,” she said, no longer holding back her grip on his body.

As he gently stroked Furina’s back, Neuvillette glanced to his side out the window. He had noticed that for the first time in days, the rain had come to a complete halt.

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hydro-dragon-neuvillette · 2 months

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I am Iudex Neuvillette, the Chief Justice of Fontaine.

I don't mean to condescend to humanity, but it is quite clear to me that society's concepts of justice, fairness, equality, and rule of law are not equivalent, and can never be.

As Chief Justice, I can assure you that all matters in regards to which complaints have been formally filed will be handled with utmost care and urgency.

As for any situations involving our... ahem, Hydro Archon-- those will have to be redirected towards a later date as they require a far deeper analysis.

Working in close quarters with the Duke of the Fortress of Meropide, the Opera Epiclese can promise fortitude worthy of any legal system.

With the Oratrice Mécanique d'Analyse Cardinale on the side of the law, all judgements towards persecutors are sworn to be right and fair-- but may still be opposed by further truth or morality.

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