Furina has a stable job, but the country's economy is stifling her more and more each month. In the end, she finds herself in a situation where having a sugar daddy is not an unattractive idea. - (Modern AU) - My Twitter: @/_MissDema My AO3: @/MissDema - Fanart credits: @/Kayakove (Twitter)

I found this pictures on Pinterest but I'm not sure who the artist is. I love your art💌 🥀🥀 "...I don't know what I'm doing," she admitted at last. Neuvillette did not respond immediately. He simply stepped closer, his presence grounding yet unobtrusive. Furina tightened her grip on the railing. "For five hundred years, I played a role I never asked for. And now, with the curtains closed, I-" Her voice wavered. "I don't know who I am anymore." A soft breeze passed between them. The city of Fontaine continued to thrive below, its people moving forward. But Furina remained frozen, trapped in a past that no longer existed. Neuvillette, however, did not pity her. "You have carried this burden alone for centuries," he said quietly. "It is only natural to feel unmoored now that it has been lifted." She scoffed lightly, though there was no real malice in it. "That's just a polite way of saying I'm lost, isn't it?" A faint smile ghosted Neuvillette's lips. "Perhaps." Furina exhaled sharply, shaking her head. "I want to leave," she murmured. "Start fresh. Find a new home." She let out a humorless chuckle. "I have money, at least. Being an Archon paid well." Neuvillette did not disagree. "...But I don't know where to go," she admitted. "Or who I'm supposed to be." A quiet pause. Then- "You do not have to decide everything now." Furina turned slightly, looking up at him. "The people of Fontaine do not hate you," Neuvillette continued. "You may not see it yet, but you are still a part of this nation."

"I think I like you, Neuvillette," she blurted out. "I... I like you." "Miss Furina, I appreciate your sentiment. It is always a pleasure to have your company, and I... hold you in high regard as well" "You got it all wrong... I... I didn't mean to say it that way," Furina said. "It's not that kind of 'like.' I'm saying that I love you." · ─ · ─ · ─ 𖤓 ☾ · ─ ✦ · ─ In the Court of Fontaine, duty comes before desire. When a sudden confession breaks the silence between two powerful souls, the Ludex must confront feelings he's buried beneath layers of decorum and face the truth. Who knew such a sprouting bud of love would ever bloom into existence in the most unexpected of times? -Mature content and topics -Weekly updates on Wednesday and Friday (UTC-6)

Compilation of all the Neuvifuri / Focallette one-shots I have written. I leave in notes what they are about and if they have been written before 4.2. (Some of them contain adult content). - My Twitter: @/_MissDema My AO3: @/MissDema - Fanart: @/Aerinon (Twitter)

"Les émotions sont universelles. Les humains ne sont pas les seuls à pouvoir souffrir, connaître la joie, la tristesse... Si n'importe quel être est capable de les ressentir, je ne vois pas pourquoi celui-ci ne serait pas non plus capable d'aimer."

Nouvelle au lycée de Fontaine mais précédée par une popularité grandissante qui la suit depuis sa naissance, comme Furina va t-elle s'adapter à ce nouvel environnement ? En tout cas, cette école risque de lui réserver bien des surprises.

Après la prophétie, que devient donc Furina ? Après s'être retrouvée à incarner le rôle de quelqu'un d'autre pendant des siècles, la vie de l'ex-Archon se met à changer drastiquement. Ne plus avoir à se cacher derrière un masque va lui permettre de s'ouvrir aux autres, comme elle aurait dû le faire il y a bien longtemps. SI vous n'aimez pas le ship, ne lisez pas cette fanfiction, et ne commentez pas non plus. J'aimerais que mon compte reste une safe place pour ceux qui choisissent de s'y aventurer et de découvrir mes histoires. Merci ! 🩵

Furina is dealing with the aftermath of the trauma that unfolded in her five hundred years of living as an Archon. The prophecy and the flood have left her with an overwhelming fear of water. She spends her days lying in her bed, staying in the safety of her apartment. She doesn't see anyone, not in this new mortal life of hers. Until Monsieur Neuvillette appears on her doorstep one rainy day, offering to take her out for her favourite cake. It is during this outing, where an assassination attempt on Furina's life is uncovered. Her Vision, granted to her not by the heavenly principles, but by Neuvillette himself, is making her a target. Both Furina and Neuvillette find themselves having to make sacrifices for the greater good of those around them. Victory comes at a cost, Furina knows that by heart. Although she may not be acting as the hydro archon anymore, deep down, she is a woman who will do anything to protect her people. No matter the price, or the sacrifice she must make. Neuvillette will do absolutely anything to keep her alive. To keep her Vision, to keep her humanity. He will do anything to help her heal from the five hundred years of acting under a blinding spotlight. Both of them will do whatever it takes. Rather than fooling the divine, this time, Furina must fool those who are doing everything they can to end her new life. Neuvillette just wants to make sure that he is there to stop her from going too far, from sacrificing too much, before it is too late. || a furina and neuvillette love story.

"ɴᴏ, ɪ ᴍᴜsᴛɴ'ᴛ. ɪ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀʟʀᴇᴀᴅʏ ᴍᴇᴛ ᴍʏ ɢʀᴀɴᴅ ғɪɴᴀʟᴇ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ sᴛᴀɢᴇ." ғᴏɴᴛᴀɪɴᴇ ᴅᴏᴇsɴ'ᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀ ɢᴏᴅ, ᴄᴏʀʀᴇᴄᴛ? ɪᴛ ᴀʟsᴏ ᴍᴇᴀɴs ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴀʟʟ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀʀᴄʜᴏɴs ᴀʀᴇ ᴅᴇᴀᴅ. ʙᴜᴛ, ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜ, ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇʏ ʀᴇɢʀᴇᴛᴛᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ʟɪᴠᴇs? ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴅᴇᴄɪsɪᴏɴs? ᴍᴏsᴛ ɪᴍᴘᴏʀᴛᴀɴᴛʟʏ, ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴀsᴛ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴀ ʀᴇɪɢᴏɴ ᴅɪᴅɴ'ᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀ ɢᴏᴅ, ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴡᴀs ɴᴏ ғᴜᴛᴜʀᴇ ғᴏʀ ɪᴛ. ғᴏᴄᴀʟᴏʀs, ᴇɢᴇʀɪᴀ, ғᴜʀɪɴᴀ ᴘʟᴀʏ ᴀ ᴅʀᴀᴍᴀᴛɪᴄ ᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴀs ғᴏɴᴛᴀɪɴᴇ's ᴘᴀsᴛ ᴀʀᴄʜᴏɴs. ᴀʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴏʙʟɪᴠɪᴏᴜs ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅɪsᴀsᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪs ᴄᴏᴍɪɴɢ? ɴᴏ. ᴄᴀɴ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴅᴏ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ? ғɪɴᴅ ᴏᴜᴛ ғᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜʀsᴇʟғ