#finished the quest. MAN.

[aromanticasterisms]

remember when we joked about natlan being the pokemon nation. remember when it was all fun and lighthearted. cause like. man.

[sodainto]

is this anything

[beaxmice]

its been one of those weeks... pass the yaoi !!

[otterlyart]

What if I drew him happy? Free? In love even?

[rhiangalaxy]

Someone end this mans' suffering fr

[ID: A Scum Villain Drawing. The left side depicts the Humanoid!System taking the form of Mobei Jun with his hands folded behind his back looking down at Shang Qinghua and saying "Will USER listen better with this form? (* ￣︿￣)" SQH has his hands raised up to cup his face with a nervous and flustered expression looking down and replying "This is Objectively Worse." To the right is a mini comic made in a chibi style. The top half has a head disicple! SQH, with a closed eyes tired expression carrying a bunch of scrolls and saying "SYSTEM, Do I have to become the An Ding Peak Lord?" The bottom half depicts the Humanoid!System, in teal/pale blue robes and a teal weimao with a kaomoji face, holding its hands together and replying "Yes <3" To which a teary faced SQH whines "Okay..." End ID]

[ladyofthecreeddraws]

SOMEONE GIVE THIS MAN SOME FOREHEAD KISSES IMMEDIATELY!!!

[grif-hawaiian-rolls]

sometimes u just get so filled w thoughts about a pair of characters u gotta just go bonkers ya know

[cypressmoons]

neuvillette thinks he is losing his mind.

he was perpetually alone, his figure an aquamarine blur that fades into the hustle and bustle of the city, his face only visible when he is perched upon the throne during a trial.

the chief justice didn’t think there is a need for the people of fontaine to know anything else to him besides his title and the law he has sworn to uphold. he isn’t even sure himself if there is anything else to know about him, really. the only time people have seen him outside the courtroom and not making a beeline to his residence was when he hosted a water-tasting party, to which people lauded his sharp perception of water’s different tastes but few words were uttered beyond that.

he didn’t think there is a need for personal connections, either. making any sort of acquaintance will only sway his judgement, taint his pristine reputation, and risk the absolute supremacy of law and justice. not a single soul in fontaine - no, in all of teyvat, has even heard of his first name. what is a name, if not something to make a personal connection with? just chief justice neuvillette will do, please.

he didn’t have much understanding of the concept of “the self”. he may as well be synonymous to the law itself, not merely a person chosen to uphold it, a “phase in his career”, as he says. what is the point of self awareness, when all is eventually doomed to be buried by their own sins?

the undisturbed water is most peaceful as a mirror, a tapestry of liquid silk that one finds their own reflections in. but one ripple will soon turn into more, and before he knows it, his figure blurs and fades into oblivion, justice and equity long buried beneath the surface. humans, to him, are like droplets of water that disturb that serene, almost surreal peace.

but with you, he feels the claws of want, desperation, desire, jealousy, and possessiveness scratching at his very core. he has never felt such strong emotions, let alone so many of them all at once, that he briefly considered the possibility that he has been disintegrated by the primordial sea water and reduced to a puddle.

because how could someone so selfless, so equitable, so unfalteringly composed be in love?

he does not try to understand humans. he didn’t find the necessity in it, but now he is dying to know more. he wants to memorize the way you talk, the way you move, the way you so effortlessly light up the entire room and the way you so perfectly fit against him. he’s mesmerized. he wants to know every last thing about your entire existence, the highs and lows and everything in between, he wants to engrave them into his mind lest the infinity of time washes it away.

the itchiness in his heart does not fade with every passing moment. if anything, they grow stronger, like an invisible string pulling him towards you and he finds his feet leading him to your door once more. gloved knuckles tapping at the wood, the hollow sound quickly replaced by the excited shuffle of your footsteps and before he knows it, you’ve appeared before him, basked in glorious sunlight and neuvillette feels as if all his sins have been washed away.

no, he doesn’t just want you in his life. he needs you like a fish needs water, like a bird needs the sky, like the people of fontaine need their impartial iudex.

from then on, his shadow blurs a little slower on the crowded streets, aquamarine accompanied by bright shades of pinks, purples, and yellows, the sparkling stone hanging on your necklace matching the tie pin on his cravat. but if it were up to him, he’d dress you in the finest shades of blue, just so the entire world knows you’re his, and he’s yours.

to you, he’s not monsieur neuvillette, chief justice and iudex of fontaine. though the trials continue as normal and verdicts continue to be delivered impartially, any sharp-eyed person would soon notice the sun shining brighter and rainy days shorter.

he has lived thousands of years sealed inside a bubble that no one dared breaking, in its crystalline confinement even as winter turned into spring, as pages of the calendar are flipped and flipped again. human emotions are nothing but a distraction, he told himself, the law did not need such distractions and biases.

perhaps he found human emotion superfluous because he hadn’t known you yet.

under the sheets after the night falls, when his fingers are intertwined with yours, when your skin is bathing in the ivory moonlight, his name tumbles past your lips in a soft whisper, and he catches it with his own. the name that not a single soul has uttered in millennia, now a living proof of his devotion to you.

if humans are ripples to the water's surface, then let you be an entire storm that turns his world upside down.

© cypressmoons 2023, do not copy, steal, repost, or translate.

masterlist

[the-oddle]

[ofbardsandmen]

blessed be alice for the yearly kaejean content.

[1driedpersimmon]

Kaiien doodles, he’s been left behind while everyone is on the first :(( (…for now hehe))

[rubydubsnuby]

I can't stop fucking thinking about this interview man

[antipathiczora]

so, that quest, huh

[artistictea]

ur blue skrunkly man fascinates me, please tell me about him (and has he managed to make Halsin worse)

HIII ANON THANK YOU FOR THE ASK <3 His name is Tavryn, he spent two entire arcs being the worst man alive who prioritized money over everything else. Karlach wants him dead. I really did think I was going to play a fully evil character but then Act 3 started and it came with all these heavy hitting questions about morality and.......against all odds, he somehow got fixed. More or less. So I guess Halsin was right.

[reikurusu]

[kotakunnn]

Gals that will probably never see the light of day. ever maybe.

hello and goodnight, Penacony / Gallagher.