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paimonial-rage · 4 months

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Ask meme - 6 and 9 for the dragon men (zhongli and neuvillette) please!

This took so long I am so sorry, but here we go!

[Character Analysis Ask Meme]

What is Neuvillette's biggest insecurity?

Neuvillette’s biggest insecurity is not something he's ever tried to hide. Anyone that has spent enough time with the Iudex has probably heard him mention it before. Simply put, Neuvillette doesn't understand the emotions of humans very well. He never has and sometimes he doubts if he ever will? How many times has this flaw of his costed him dearly in the past? How many mistakes has he made? And how many are there yet to come? How he dreads the thought.

What can’t you trust [Neuvillette] with?

To chase after you - Iudex Neuvillette is many things—polite, kind, intelligent—but he is not a man without faults. Only a few know him well enough to realize he holds many regrets upon his shoulders, majority that were never his burden alone to bear. Should you ever become the source of one of these regrets, you can surely expect to know. With somber eyes and a weight upon his shoulders, he will apologize to you. But don’t expect anymore than that. Not understanding human emotions is not only his weakness, but a prison. He will not attempt to make things up to you nor will he try to make things how they used to be. You’re best off where he can hurt you no more, even if that means he will be left alone to the rain.

What is Zhongli's biggest insecurity?

Who knows lol.

What can’t you trust Zhongli with?

With mora - As knowledgeable and talented Zhongli is with many things, it is a surprise to many to hear that businessmen don’t exactly enjoy making deals with him. How can they when contract discussions always leave them with the [shorter end of the stick]? How many [unforeseen business expenses] do they end up incurring in such a short amount of time? In the end, they always lose more than they gained. What they don’t know is this unfortunate occurrence happens with any Mora dealings with the man. But what can you expect for someone that, by contract, has the Traveler liable for all expenses during his outings with them? It's simply best to leave all matters of mora out of any relationships with him.

With your heart - If there's one thing true about Zhongli, it's that, while he may withhold the truth, he does not lie. So when he speaks of a person warmly, they can very well believe his words to be true. That being said, it is important that one does not mistaken his warmth with depth. One cannot simply entrust their heart to him and expect his in return. How could anyone hope to understand the weight of many a millennia, after all? So while the desire may be cute, it'll never be something he would even consider to reciprocate.

#genshin impact #genshin x reader #zhongli #neuvilllette #zhongli x reader #neuvillette x reader #character analysis ask meme #my writing #i am so sorry this took so long anon i have no excuses #not the happiest with these set of responses either #neuvillette’s insecurity answer is severely lacking #it’s so obvious that it feels too easy but like #the reason why i feel that way is because the answer doesn’t answer WHY tha5 is his biggest insecurity. WHY does it matter to him so much?#the obvious answer is that it is because he cares about humans but why??#the answer i came to is that deep down he wants to be accepted by humans which is why he seeks to understand them but i am not sure #granted that’s just my gut answer. i need to do way more research but i already left you waiting too long #as for zhongli like….. ugh #my first answer for what you can trust him with was a cop out but like!!!#that’s because my second answer is like something i talk about alllll the time when i talk about zhongli OTL #i have a whole series surrounding it orz #i didn’t think anyone would want me to talk about it again so i came up with the cop out answer #but the cop out answer was such a cop out i ended up typing my original idea haha #so you get two answers that are kind of mediocre. i’m sorry. ;v;#all of my other answers for him would be more humorous #you can’t trust him with: common sense… bringing appropriate party cups… arriving to events on time #tho there’s no proof for it you gotta admit that he gives off the vibes of someone tha5 is chronically late to everything #and as for his insecurity like… typically old and ‘spiritually actualized’ people are of the hardest to analyze in terms of insecurities #he has no chinks in his armor #i will be working on your next ask though! hopefully it takes less time ;v;

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carnivalcarriondiscarded · 7 months

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Hey, you remember all those vague asks about someone angrily writing a Sans x Barnaby fanfic?

Yeah, well, I did it.

I'm working on the rest of the fic, gonna have at least 10 chapters with a bunch of lore sprinkled in between, but here, have this snippet for now:

All was peaceful in Home, as it always was. That's what Barnaby loved most about it. Everyone was friendly, playful, always willing to listen to his jokes (even if some of them were bad, and he got a tomato or two thrown at him in response.) He especially enjoyed spending time with Wally and Howdy, always willing to teach Wally a new joke or two, before using those new jokes in Howdy's Bugdega.

This particular afternoon, however, Barnaby was lazily lounging under a shady tree. Howdy was busy with some new stock in the shop, and Wally was playing a new complex game with an excitable Julie and a reluctant Frank. As for the others, Eddie was busy delivering mail, and Poppy was helping Sally with a new playscript. So, here Barnaby was, alone and letting out a loud yawn while coming up with some new comedy acts.

“Hm… maybe an airplane joke? Nah, nah, I've already made plenty of those. Something about bones? That could work, but how would I include the topic into an act…?” He mumbled to himself, putting a paw up to his chin in thought.

Then he felt the ground under him… shift.

Sink.

Slowly sinking deeper beneath him.

“What the..?” Barnaby looked down, confused as to why the grass seemed to be growing higher around him.

The sinking began to grow faster now, panicking the big beagle.

“W-Woah, woah, what's going on?!” Barnaby tried to scramble off the ground, but before he could, the grassy ground fell under him all at once. He yelped as he fell beneath the tree's roots, falling down a tight twisted tunnel. Barnaby reached his arms out, in the hopes of latching onto a stray root to climb his way out, but to no avail. He let out a grunt as his head harshly hit a rock on the way down, and his vision went black.

Barnaby didn’t know how long he was out for. However, he did know that, instead of waking up at the bottom of a dirt tunnel like he expected, he woke up in… a snowy forest?

“Ugh…” Barnaby groaned, wincing as he slowly sat up, rubbing the back of his head. With another wounded groan, he looked around in his new environment. The sky seemed to be replaced with a rocky roof, indicating that he was still underground, but… that doesn't explain the evergreen trees or the snow that seemingly fell from nowhere.

“… the hell..?” He mumbled, confused and unsure what to do.

“Hey, buddy.”

Barnaby stiffened at the sudden voice, turning around slowly. There stood a… a skeleton?

“I think you dropped this.” The skeleton spoke in a lazy voice, wearing a blue hooded jacket and a seemingly-permanent toothy smile on his face. In his left hand, he held Barnaby's hat, tilting it out to the beagle. Barnaby must have dropped it when he fell down here.

“Uh… thanks.” Barnaby hesitantly took the hat from the strange skeleton, trying to offer a friendly smile in response, before putting his hat back on.

“No problem,” the skeleton replied simply, putting his hands back in his pockets. “The name's Sans. Sans the Skeleton. What's yours?”

“… Barnaby. Barnaby B Beagle.”

“Nice to meet ya, Beagle. So, what were you doing on the ground? Didn’t look like you were making snow-dogs or anything.”

#alternatively i was going to insert the meme 'you did it. you crazy son of a bitch you did it'#but this gif perfectly encapsulates my reading experience #at first i was like 'oh god. oh no'#but you know what? ill read it.#what is fanfic for if not crack pairings and random fun b.s yk yk #You Better Make Me Laugh. This Is A Threat #im jesting im jesting <3 #i have a feeling itll be funny...#i feel like im 12 again reading my first crack fics and that is a Compliment!#Listen listen. listen. if you complete the fic ill scribble up a lil 'cover' for it #deal? deal.#fuck me ill have to learn how to draw sans #well i need skeleton practice anyway. even if the bones are cartoony anyway #rambles from the bog #ten chapter fic ooo boy #well wait. whats the chapter sizes? are they short?#is it like... ten 1k (or less) chapters #or is it Sizeable like ten solid 3k chapters #questions that you Do Not have to answer! im just curious! i will be reading this either way!

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moderator-monnie · 7 months

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AAAAAAAHHH MONNIE! THE NEW AU IS SO COOL!!!

What's your favourite part of it? (Obviously without going in too deep into spoiler territory lol)

What was your favorite part of the design process for Zepp? Are there any concepts that got scrapped while you and Junkary were designing them?

Can you give us a cryptic poem of where the story could be going? /nf

That short story you made, The First Days, was so good! I'm so excited to see more!!

What's your favourite part of it? (Obviously without going in too deep into spoiler territory lol)

Question 1:

I would say my favorite part of it, is getting to work with my friend weirdoz, one of my favorite things when it comes to creating content is getting to work with people, and the best content is when it's collaborating with other people, I would love to make more aus in the future where it's my idea's combined with someone else's to make something truly great!

So this au is a great vessel for that, weirdoz is an extremely creative man who I look up to and consider a great friend!

I'd say another favorite part of this au is just getting the chance to write again properly! I love writing stories! and haven't really gotten many chances in the past few years so with this au, I'm able to again and that is alot of fun!

What was your favorite part of the design process for Zepp? Are there any concepts that got scrapped while you and Junkary were designing them?

Question 2:

I'd say my most enjoyed part of the design process for Zepperaith was trying to figure out what worked and what didn't trying to make his design was a little tricky, but I think what me and weirdoz did ended up being perfect!

And no not that many honestly! We figured out what we wanted pretty quick though originally he was gonna have more rings on his arms, we decided it made the design look too cluttered, his Halo also changed a bit too!

Can you give us a cryptic poem of where the story could be going? /nf

Question 3:

"The night grows ever darker, the world grows quiet, the sleeping out number the ones who are awake, most are in pure bliss, one never wants to leave, others want to find a way out..."

"Does the beast hunger for death? Or does it genuinely want to help us? Does it show sorrow? Or is it pleased by it's own actions?"

all I must say is... as Neil Gaiman would say

W A I T AND S E E.

#coth #coth au #curse of the hedgehog au #sonic the hedgehog #sth #sonic horror au #Zepperaith #thank you by the way! I will defiantly be writing more stories in the coming weeks!#can't wait to answer more questions either evenutally!

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promostuff-art · 29 days

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Since its april fools im doing the opposite and coming clean to miiblr. this is not a report or anything that actually happens in tomodachi collection. this was entirely fake and a recreation of this panel from the manga junket bank

So uhhhh. ask me anything 👍

#i will be truthful in answering ive been wanting to talk about this kinda thing forever but i was kinda waiting for someone to notice #because it is covered in pretty obvious flaws i either couldnt do anything about- didnt matter bc it was a recreation- i was lazy etc lmao #and i discovered a lot of neat techncial stuff about the game along the way #miiblr #tomodachi life #tomodachi collection #tomocolle #i have 2 other faked scenes one was never posted to tumblr bc it was a little tooo creepypasta #like in a bad way. tacky. lmao

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icedmetaltea · 3 months

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Twink Tuesday

Y’know what’s Wednesday

Weak Wensday

I am weak

Moon in this outfit

IT'S TWINK TUESDAY EVERY DAY OF THE WEAK

#Answer tag #Metaltea Talks #112-darling #also 112!! been a while since I've heard from you :D #Or wait is your name Rain #I can't remember #either way heloooo again #Metaltea doodles

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acrylicthegod · 5 months

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My friend is already finishing up season 1 of Good Omens :D

#They would've finished it a while ago if they came to school earlier tho >:(#also 2 other people joined in halfway through season #I had to spend a good time explaining it to them which took off more time #but that's FINE #Either way watching them watch Good Omens is so funny #They'll say something like “They're such a good couple I hope nothing bad happens to them!”#and I'm just over here like *DON'T SPOIL DON'T SPOIL DON'T SPOIL-*#Season 2 is gonna be a rollercoaster for them :)#I keep on responding to the questions they have(that are answered in the show later on) with “wait and see”#am very evil #good omens s2 #good omens #david tennant #michael sheen #aziraphale #crowley #ineffable husbands #aziracrow

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skyward-floored · 6 months

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Heard you wanted Zelink

I offer you this

Feel free to ignore if you want this kinda got long lol

Hope you have a good day 😊

~~~~

“Hey. ‘S been a while since you passed out after a portal.” He says upon noticing Four’s eyes open.

“Has it now?” Four mutters, rubbing his eyes.

Standing, he offers the smith a hand. But Four’s not even paying attention, looking at the snowy dusting on the ground, the flakes falling gently from the sky.

Four smiles.

Not just a smile, it’s a giddy grin showing his teeth, eyes brighter than the snow around them.

Then he’s on his feet, sprinting through the gates even as he slips on ice and bursts through the castle doors.

“Uh…”

Time smiles, heading after him.

They all follow, making hushed bets under their breaths.

Then Four tears past them in the opposite direction, screaming, a young woman chasing behind him and shouting threats even as she laughs. Snow drips off of her face.

Time laughs, shaking his head. They follow again, now blatantly making bets.

“She’s gonna kick his ass. Fifty rupees.”

“No way am I taking that bet-”

“I’ll take it!”

“Don’t, he doesn’t have the money.”

Laughter.

“A yellow rupee says that she kicks his ass then they have a make out session.”

A scoff.

“The Smith? No way.”

“He’s like, sixteen! Hormonal teenager!”

“As far as we know he’s twenty!”

“No way in hell is he twenty!”

“He’s gone to a bar and got alcohol, he can’t be under twenty.”

“Oh, like anyone waits until they’re actually twenty to drink.”

“Boys, boys. Enough.” Time says, then grins mischievously. “That yellow rupee plus a purple one that that make out session is how they get together.”

They watch Four burst out the castle doors, laughing in a way that they’ve never heard from him before, pleading for mercy as a girl who has to be Zelda follows him out and screams for him to get back here.

~~~~

On the castle grounds, Dot continues her chase of him. A laugh tears from his throat as he slips on a patch of ice, and she makes a lunging tackle that sends them both to the ground.

Him on his back in the snow, still laughing as snow falls on his face, her landing painfully on his stomach.

He swears he’s never felt more alive.

“Sorry!” She laughs, moving to look at him.

Not climbing off of him.

“Are you ok?”

He nods, still laughing too hard to reply properly. He didn’t even realize how much he missed her.

She laughs again then, neither of them moving at all.

Snow dusts her hair, little drops of water clinging to her eyelashes. Her cheeks are bright red from the cold, or possibly the snow he threw in her face. Definitely not from their rather awkward position. Nope. Definitely not. It’s because her face is cold.

Her blue eyes find his hazel ones, and everything else disappears. It all seems natural in a way that nothing else does.

He leans up on an elbow as she leans down. They both pause. “I missed you.” She whispers.

“I missed you more.”

“Nuh uh.”

“Yeah huh.”

It’s not so much a kiss as they’re both laughing still, but they make it work.

And then they make it work better when she climbs off of him and he sits up.

For a second, she is the only real thing in this world. The only relevant thing in life.

Then one of his friends whistles loudly, and they spring apart. He feels his ears flushing as he lays back on the ground, tugging his mitten off to give them a middle finger. Dot’s laughter makes it worth the merciless teasing he’s going to get for this.

~~~~

“I could be beheaded for this.” He laughs, knowing it would never happen. From the look Dot shoots him, she knows it’d never happen too.

“If you don’t want to-”

“It’s fine, it’s fine.”

And he tugs his boots and over tunic off, sitting next to her on the bed.

“Somehow, I thought this would be less awkward,” she says finally, laying down.

He laughs. “Thought about this a lot?”

“Link!”

But she’s laughing, throwing an arm around him when he lays down too.

He wraps an arm around her, too, pulling her closer when she nestles up to his chest.

For- for warmth. Of course.

“Relax, Link, we’re fine.” She says softly.

Right. They’re fine. She’s fine, he’s fine, that’s all that matters right now.

So he nods, pressing his lips to the top of her head.

“Yeah. Good night.”

He feels her smile. “G’night.”

~~~~

“Good morning.” He says softly, pausing the little braid he’s been making in her hair.

Dot’s green eyes look up at him, blearily and half asleep. He smiles.

She manages a sleepy grin.

“Don’t stop.” She says softly, closing her eyes again and shifting closer to him.

So he resumes the tiny braid, then starts another one.

She’s got seventeen and a half tiny braids in her hair by the time a guard knocks on her door and wakes her up for a meeting at court.

“I have to go.” She mumbles, making no move whatsoever to get up.

“I know.” He says softly, finishing the tiny braid. Eighteen. His fingers itch to start another one.

“Maybe the princess has taken ill today.”

Screw it. He starts braid number nineteen.

“With a terrible headache, right?”

“And horrible stomach pain.” She smiles.

“That would look horribly suspicious.” He muses. “She spends the night with her friend and then she’s mysteriously taken ill the next day.”

With a long sigh, she shifts slightly. He lets her go reluctantly.

“A maid will be here soon. I don’t know if you want to leave or not, but it’s up to you.”

He sighs, sitting up too and climbing off the bed. “I’ll go.” He sighs. He really doesn’t need any more rumors about him going around.

“How long will court take?”

She pauses, thinking. “It’s a simple petition case, someone who’s jailed is asking for another look at his case. It should be rather short.”

“Alright.” He yawns, pulling his boots on and then his tunic. She sits next to him, gently nudging his face so he looks at her.

Her hands cup his cheeks, thumbs brushing the dark circles under his eyes.

“I’m fine.” He says softly. “I know they look bad but-”

“What happened?” She asks quietly, fingers now tracing down his cheek.

“Just… long nights.” He shrugs. “On the ground, early mornings, hard fights… it’s… exhausting.”

“Did you sleep last night?”

He shrugs awkwardly. “Yeah, a little.”

She offers him a small smile.

“It’s not even the worst part of this… adventure.” He mutters.

“Don’t tell me that.” Dot says, eyes snapping open to look at him again.

He forces a laugh, and she relaxes.

“The worst part is being away from you, of course.” He says, smiling.

She smiles back, shaking her head.

Then it fades, and she’s leaning towards him and he’s leaning towards her and their foreheads touch briefly.

“I wish…”

She’s so close to him that her lips gently brush his with the words he really can’t focus on.

The door bursts open without warning, and they spring apart with a jolt. But not before the suddenly very sheepish maid saw them.

Dot laughs nervously, covering her face with her hands. He groans, half laughing too.

So much for no rumors.

~~~~

He makes it about halfway through the day solely off of caffeine. Not sleeping is much easier when you’re moving all day.

But when he’s laying around, reading or talking to people? Yeah, they notice quickly when he starts dozing off doing random things.

“Four.” Legend says after he jolts himself awake for the fifth time and rubs his eyes. “Go to sleep.”

“ ‘m fine.” He mumbles, eyes drooping again.

“Didn’t sleep well? Figured you would, you’re home after all.”

“Yeah… guess that’s the problem.” He mutters, leaning his head on Legend’s shoulder.

The vet frowns at him.

He shrugs awkwardly, eyes closing. “It sucks being here knowing I’ll just have to leave again.”

“Oh.” Leg says understandingly, nodding.

But before he can respond, someone comes in and says the king’s summoning him.

And the king asks him to do a few things before he leaves.

And despite how he really doesn’t want to… he agrees.

Because he’s the hero, dammit, he does whatever is asked of him. Despite quitting being a knight years ago, he still does whatever his king pleases.

With a long sigh, he goes to try to find Dot, but she’s not in the library or her room.

And then he’s exhausted.

He doesn’t bother with the other things he was going to do, just flops down on Dot’s bed even though she isn’t in here and lets his eyes drift closed.

Five minutes, he tells himself. Five minutes he’ll let himself rest and then he’ll get up and go deal with whatever it was the king told him to do.

Next thing he knows, a door clicks quietly and he’s groggily forced into awareness.

“Shh, sorry, go back to sleep.” Someone says softly.

Gentle hands rub his back lightly, a blanket being placed over him.

He can't even protest, body pulling him back into sleep as whoever sits next to him on the bed.

Next time, it’s with gentle fingers ruffling his hair, soft humming coming from the person next to him.

Dot.

He shifts slightly to look up at her, smiling sleepily when she looks at him. She smiles back.

He shifts closer to her, blinking groggily as she wraps an arm around him and pulls him closer.

“Hey, sleepyhead.” She whispers.

“Mhm.” He mumbles, eyes closing again. “How was court?”

“Oh, it was terrible. The criminal was accused of stealing from a shop, several witnesses saw him and the shop owner- all of them testified. And the man still pleads innocent. An absolute mess.” She sighs.

“Sounds awful.”

She laughs. “I can’t complain. You’re out there traveling through time and risking your life, and here I am complaining about having to sit in court.”

“No, no. Court is awful. I’d rather go on seven more adventures than sit through court. You have to do it once a week. I think you’re the true hero of this era.”

She laughs. “Maybe you’re right. I should go on your quest for you, you can stay here and go to court.”

“Hylia above, I’d rather die.”

She laughs suddenly, uncontrollably.

And Hylia above he’s in love with her.

The realization snaps through him like electricity, making him jolt and look up at her.

She pauses, too, smile fading. “You ok?”

He blinks. Nods, shaking himself out of it. “Yeah, of course.” He smiles again.

Takes a slow breath when she smiles, too. He can’t tell her now, now when he’s about to leave again.

But he will, someday.

When he’s back for good.

~~~~

“Let’s go outside!” She whispers excitedly, poking him.

“”It’s like… three in the morning.” He mumbles groggily, sitting up even as he says it.

She could ask him to lasso the moon for her and he’d find a way to do it.

“It snowed.”

That gets him up.

Grinning, pulling a warm cloak on over his pajamas, shoving boots onto his feet, following her outside.

It’s tradition for them to have a snowball fight the first time there’s enough snow on the ground.

Ever since they were… six, maybe seven.

So that’s exactly what they do- hurl snowballs at each other until the sun is rising and they’re both breathless and laughing in the light of the morning.

She beams, cheeks flushed with the cold and snow in her hair and she’s never looked more beautiful.

I’m in love with you, he wants to say.

Almost says it, when she meets his eyes and smiles. For a second, he’s brave enough to do it.

And then the moment passes, he takes too long and he just flicks a bit of snow in her face as if that was his plan. She throws her head back and laughs, scooping up a handful of snow.

“Hey!” He protests quickly, backing away.

She throws it at him.

He ducks away from it, sticking his tongue out at her when it misses.

Makes one of his own when she throws another at him, missing by a large margin but they’re both laughing too hard to care.

Laughing too hard to talk, just throwing snow at each other frantically.

Oh well.

He has all the time in the world to tell her.

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WAH ANON??? you can’t just sneak up out of nowhere and drop this in my inbox I’m yelling this is so CUTE THEIR SNOWBALL FIGHT AAAAAH THANK YOU 💖💚💖

#answers from the floor #anon #linkeduniverse #linked universe #Four/Dot #lu four #lu Dot #fic #long post #I love four and Dot so so so much #and w #wait #did you put a snowball fight in because of that one fic I wrote with them?#...or is it just a funny coincidence ha #well either way THANK YOU THANK YOU #THANK YOUUUUUUU <333

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