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Numbness was not new to Pantalone. He had felt this way a majority of his life.
Yet, after The Doctor's death, it was laced with a fresh kind of pain. He was used to sinking, but never drowning.
What was he to do now, with his only partner of 4 centuries dead?
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Pantalone dealing with Dottore's death because I will never be ok after this archon quest.
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Keith thinking Lance doesn't like him, the typical ensues!
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Finally, Wriothesley said, “It’s loud, today.”
He meant the sky. He meant the sorrow. He meant you.
Neuvillette tilted his head. “It is.”
Wriothesley wanted to ask what had made it so, but something in Neuvillette’s posture told him not to. Not yet. Instead, he tried something else. Something foolish. Something tender.
“…Do you think you could teach me how to speak to it?”
Neuvillette turned to look at him fully now. Wriothesley met his eyes without flinching.
“You wish to learn to speak to the rain?”
Wriothesley nodded, sheepish. “You always seem to know what it’s saying. I figure… maybe I should try to listen too.”
Neuvillette regarded him in that impossible way of his, like he was not just observing, but witnessing. As if Wriothesley’s soul had poked out from beneath his skin and Neuvillette had caught it, cradled it, questioned it. It made his stomach twist, made his fingers clench, made something fragile rattle in his throat.
Or, two men learn to speak a language made of silence and rain.
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- Part 38 of Wriolette / Neuvithesley Oneshots
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19 Feb 2026
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The Storm Stayed for Cake by the_untamed_poet25
Fandoms: 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game)
25 Nov 2025
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“You brought a cake,” Wriothesley says, because there's no point pretending otherwise.
Neuvillette says nothing for a moment. He holds the cake as if it might detonate.
“It’s not large,” he says finally. “But I made it myself.”
Wriothesley blinks. “You… made it?”
“I do know how to follow a recipe.” He sounds marginally insulted. “The batter was slightly overmixed, but the icing—”
Wriothesley had to lean against the doorframe. “You made me a cake.”
“You said you don’t celebrate your birthday. Not that you don’t deserve to.”
The words hit harder than they should.
He stares at the cake. It's misshapen. The frosting is lopsided. It's in a travel-safe tin. He can see the corner of a handwritten card tucked against the edge, as if Neuvillette wasn't sure whether to hand it over or hide it. It looks like something out of a memory Wriothesley never had.
Or, Wriothesley never asked for anything, and Neuvillette baked him a cake anyway.
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- Part 35 of Wriolette / Neuvithesley Oneshots
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29 Dec 2025
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Petals…?
Keith doesn’t remember eating flowers.Coran’s annoying voice blares in his mind. It could be the rare and awful Hanahaki disease!
He thinks about the next thing Coran said. Did you know that a whopping 86% of patients diagnosed with it have died?
Fuck.
Fuck.
FUCK.Keith, a florist, starts coughing up flower petals after his longtime crush Lance McClain purchases a bouquet from his store. Now being around flowers becomes increasingly nauseating and he struggles with his growing ailment.
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