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[ariiadnes]

╭ ⿻ ･ TENDING TO THEIR INJURIES ( part iv. )

ଓ.° ・ wriothesley ･ neuvillette. genshin impact. repost. ・ ・ ・ pt i. pt ii. pt iii.

❀ ﾟ. ༄ wriothesley

wriothesley is far too familiar with getting injured on the job. it's nothing new, not really-- what's work if he doesn't get a little roughened up, anyway? it's certainly not a big deal ( to him, at least ).

he'll admit that some days are worse than others, but he's got too much to do, too much to protect. he can't afford to let anyone take him down. so all in all? he'll be fine. end of story.

you, on the other hand? he's not really sure. he's warned you from time to time that he's bound to run into trouble here and there; the fortress is not a place of innocence, after all, and you are both all too aware of that.

still, that doesn't stop you from mentally combusting every time he walks through the door, cuts and bruises all across his body. unfortunately, tonight is no different, even if his injury ( if anyone can even consider it to be one ) is a small cut on his cheek.

"jail. jail for a thousand years."

it's three in the morning, and yeah, he's a little sleep deprived, so he's not really sure if he heard you correctly. he blinks a few times, brows knit ever so slightly as he tries to register your words.

huh.

he's far more used to a lecture, but he'll take this instead.

"a thousand years?" he grins, though the amusement fades slightly as you use a washcloth to wipe the blood away. "that's a little cruel. seriously, do you think you could survive that long without seeing me?"

"guess we'll see."

he lets out a chuckle, though he sees through your annoyance. it may be a simple cut to him, but to you, it runs deeper and he knows that. he chooses to keep his silence instead of continuing the banter, only watching you carefully as you study him in search of other injuries you may have missed.

"i miss you when i'm gone for a thousand minutes." he leans in, closes that small distance between you two. "don't send me away." he murmurs. "i won't survive."

you don't say anything for a long while, a small sigh escaping through parted lips. it's his unique way of asking for forgiveness; of course you'll grant it. but you're just as stubborn as he is, so you don't quite give him the satisfaction or peace of mind that he expects.

you kiss him for a moment too short, then speak.

"how many hours is a thousand minutes?"

❀ ﾟ. ༄ neuvillette

neuvillette is not accustomed to the woes of human emotion. it is a fickle thing, he muses, and the nature of one's heart is a complexity he wishes to understand with ease. he tries, but there are so many variables and constants that even the ludex of fontaine cannot grasp it.

he is, admittedly, always a little doubtful of himself when it comes to such interactions. he is careful in his approach-- certainly not wary, but careful in the means of not causing offense. he is learning with time, after all, and though he has learned much through experience and through you, there is much he still remains naive to.

but this-- this, he understands : the silence that weighs heavy in the air, the lack of words so often spoken when you are together, the way your eyes won't meet his. your gaze is focused elsewhere as you throw all concentration into putting away the antiseptic and spare bandages, carefully organizing the supply kit in the most optimal manner in case of emergency. he is not sure how long you spend rearranging it, but surely it is a means of distraction to distance yourself from your feelings.

"thank you." neuvillette speaks up after a long while, notices how you pause at his gratitude. your body tenses up for the slightest moment, but you are quick to force yourself to relax.

"you're welcome."

he is unsure of how to proceed at this point. it is not often that he gets injured; such occasion is truly rare, but it is not something always in his control. he understands you are worried. he understands that you are afraid, that you might be angry. he wishes to speak, but when he hears that little sniffle, he freezes.

"please, look at me."

you listen. when he looks at you, there is something strange that stirs in his heart-- something so softly devastating at the sight of your sorrow. he hesitates, wonders if he will do the right thing to comfort you.

his hand cups your cheek, thumb wiping away the tear that trails down your face. there is the gentle curve of the lips-- a subtle reassurance, quiet in its nature, but deeply resonant.

"do not waste your tears on me." he tells you, gentle. "i'm alright. so long as the tides continue to turn, i will be here."

he presses a kiss to your forehead, smile growing ever so faintly as your tears continue to fall. it is something that cannot be helped; he knows this more than anyone, this weeping dragon. he pulls you into his arms, and until the tears are no longer shed, he will not let you go.

[by-kilian]

hey KW, it has been a while since I last popped in, I hope you are doing alright and everything has been okay. (if it hasn't that is alright, and I pray it gets easier)

I just wanted to touch upon something you wrote and that I agree with: before my break here I was able to read smut, including explicit smut. And ngl it was everywhere on my feed, if not every other post it was always there. But now after this break, i'm just not in the headspace anymore. Like like you mentioned with the dark content, there is more in the world than just orgasms or reaching the high even in relationships, and I felt bad even that i wasn't liking that stuff anymore and even now I am telling myself it's okay. I'm happy and actually proud of how I have grown and i try my best to filter out tags. This does not mean I hate people who write dark content and such, i don't. Rather It feels weird to not like smut or being surrounded by it cus I feel like the odd one out lol

BUT! I am getting there, I need to work up the courage to let those whom I follow not to tag me in those things cus, thankfully I am just not in the headspace anymore and I'm okay with that.

ON ANOTHER NOTE XD, i started watching The Crown again, cus when I first started only the first 2 seasons were out and not that my first college year is over I can BINGE! Also, i am going to be watching Haikyuu again cus that's my summer anime and it just hits different!!!

okie sorry this is long (i love you)

I'm good, love! Dealing with non-stop pesky reposters but que sera, sera. 😂 Another day that ends in -y. I got down one major one which was such a relief to me so that was joyful news to have. I hope you've been well, too. I'm proud of you for taking time for yourself and stepping away to nourish however you needed to.

Also that's a really powerful revelation to come to, and an even more powerful thing to state/stand in so good for you. I totally hear you regarding the fear of being ostracized because it can be really daunting when you're surrounded by non-stop smut and or dark content especially as a writer. You kind of wonder if something's wrong with you because you don't write those things or, in your case, like them or whatever, and I assure you--nothing is wrong with anyone who doesn't like that.

We all like different things at the end of the day and that's okay. One person's love for spitting in mouths is another person's love for hurt/comfort fics is another person's mermaid AU's is another person's (insert kink here) and ad infinitum, you know what I mean? But it's especially tough when it's all you're surrounded with, so I'm very happy for you for figuring out what YOU feel comfortable with. That's what matters at the end of the day.

(Another thing I'd like to add is dark content/smut smut smut has become really popular since a ton of Wattpad authors have shifted to tumblr seeing as DC/smutsmutsmut is especially popular over on that hellsite. I had this discussion with another author but I'm digressing from my point lol--this is just a mini observation).

My POINT is, it can be really hard to not do what the rest of the crowd is doing so I'm proud of you for coming to that realization and setting boundaries for what you want to see/read/write. You deserve that and people should respect it.

Also the Crown is nothing but a masterclass in writing a good, historical dramatic series so I'm glad you're watching, and more HQ--I know that's right! ❤️ Ily too. Thanks for sending this in and I'm glad your break did you well.