My nameâs Henry and I have a terrible sense of humour. Iâm male and honestly something of a simp.
RULES
Don't be rude
Idk, have fun or something
NAVIAGATION
until I fix my links, which may take quite a while... just replace definitelynotaneulasimp with definitelynotafurinasimp in the url. If you use tumblr only on desktop... then I'm sorry. The links to the different events and masterlists work again tho
Honestly, i havent really played genshin in a year (only logged in and grinded when skirk released) and I dont really feel like playing it anytime soon... even with nod krai releasing.
So idk, if I feel like writing smth for hsr or another game I might? But probably not genshin...
The only exception would be to write smth for the mirror maiden enemy just to shut a certain someone requesting her over and over again up /hj
i wouldn't call it "return", more like... status update?
I learned not to make promises of return when i feel motivated to for like a week, bc after the week I'll be gone again, but i might turn up every once in a while to lighten up your day with my presence
i wouldn't call it "return", more like... status update?
I learned not to make promises of return when i feel motivated to for like a week, bc after the week I'll be gone again, but i might turn up every once in a while to lighten up your day with my presence
i like her design, she's cool and emotionally stunted as only the most masculine hyper-alpha wolf males (me /j) are.
yea, she's cool. no simping bc digital footprints exist and i dont wanna get bullied by a certain star in the nightsky, but yeah. 10/10 would spend an entire day looting natlan for its natural resources to get enough primos again
Hmm~ Shehe with an S/O that she protective of. Since they're energetic and a bit of an airhead at times, she's loves that about them but people try to take advantage of their kindness. So congrats now S/O has a scary dog~
Scary dog privileges~
Shenhe being protective of you
characters: Shenhe x gn!reader
warnings: none, just fluff
a/n: Vanished for a week again. Whoopsie. Anyway, I saw Shenheâs birthday art and immediately remembered the requests in my inbox!
Hope this fits what you envisioned!
Anyway, hope you enjoy!
Shenhe
You never judged anyone by their appearance. It was the reason you had no fear or hesitation to talk with Shenhe. When others saw what she was capable of, they felt intimidated or saw the need to tread around her carefully, as if she was some easy to anger creature ready to wreak havoc at a momentâs notice. You however? Didnât care in the slightest.
And yet the same trait that had caused her happiness so many times was also your biggest flaw, threatening to fall for scams others would see from miles away or mistaking actually dangerous folks for people with unusually stern resting faces.
Thatâs what she was there for, however. While Shenhe might have had a difficult time noticing other peopleâs real intentions when talking or negotiating with herself, when it was you they were trying to screw over or take advantage of, she could tell in an instant.
Having taken her eyes off of you for what seemed like only a split-second, once Shenheâs gaze returned to its previous state, she noticed you had vanished into thin air. Quickly, her eyes scanned her surroundings, only to notice you talk to a guy about her height, the man pitching you what looked like various flasks of potions as you listened attentively, your attention only shifting away from the salesman once she stepped into view.
âOh, Shenhe!â You greeted her with a smile, the man in front of you almost immediately tensing up at the mention of her name, turning around carefully before their eyes met.
She remembered him. From quite a while ago, when she noticed him acting somewhat pushy with another civilian while trying to sell them something, only to⊠get him to leave them alone.Â
Not like youâd be able to notice from her expression, the woman wearing the same poker face she often donned as her gaze didnât move away from your conversation partner, slowly noticing him shrink in front of her as his eyes looked for a way to escape, all the while you told her about how he was working for charity and all the proceeds would go there, Shenhe nodding along as she listened, all the while still staring holes into the guyâs face.
âReally? That sounds niceâ, she tried her best to play along and not burst the illusion immediately, although it didnât matter anyway, since the moment her eyes focused onto you for just a moment, the man ran off into nowhere.
âWhere did he go? I couldnât even buy anythingâŠâ You realized regretfully, only for her to silently take your hand before slowly starting to lead you back home.
Hmm~ Shehe with an S/O that she protective of. Since they're energetic and a bit of an airhead at times, she's loves that about them but people try to take advantage of their kindness. So congrats now S/O has a scary dog~
Scary dog privileges~
Shenhe being protective of you
characters: Shenhe x gn!reader
warnings: none, just fluff
a/n: Vanished for a week again. Whoopsie. Anyway, I saw Shenheâs birthday art and immediately remembered the requests in my inbox!
Hope this fits what you envisioned!
Anyway, hope you enjoy!
Shenhe
You never judged anyone by their appearance. It was the reason you had no fear or hesitation to talk with Shenhe. When others saw what she was capable of, they felt intimidated or saw the need to tread around her carefully, as if she was some easy to anger creature ready to wreak havoc at a momentâs notice. You however? Didnât care in the slightest.
And yet the same trait that had caused her happiness so many times was also your biggest flaw, threatening to fall for scams others would see from miles away or mistaking actually dangerous folks for people with unusually stern resting faces.
Thatâs what she was there for, however. While Shenhe might have had a difficult time noticing other peopleâs real intentions when talking or negotiating with herself, when it was you they were trying to screw over or take advantage of, she could tell in an instant.
Having taken her eyes off of you for what seemed like only a split-second, once Shenheâs gaze returned to its previous state, she noticed you had vanished into thin air. Quickly, her eyes scanned her surroundings, only to notice you talk to a guy about her height, the man pitching you what looked like various flasks of potions as you listened attentively, your attention only shifting away from the salesman once she stepped into view.
âOh, Shenhe!â You greeted her with a smile, the man in front of you almost immediately tensing up at the mention of her name, turning around carefully before their eyes met.
She remembered him. From quite a while ago, when she noticed him acting somewhat pushy with another civilian while trying to sell them something, only to⊠get him to leave them alone.Â
Not like youâd be able to notice from her expression, the woman wearing the same poker face she often donned as her gaze didnât move away from your conversation partner, slowly noticing him shrink in front of her as his eyes looked for a way to escape, all the while you told her about how he was working for charity and all the proceeds would go there, Shenhe nodding along as she listened, all the while still staring holes into the guyâs face.
âReally? That sounds niceâ, she tried her best to play along and not burst the illusion immediately, although it didnât matter anyway, since the moment her eyes focused onto you for just a moment, the man ran off into nowhere.
âWhere did he go? I couldnât even buy anythingâŠâ You realized regretfully, only for her to silently take your hand before slowly starting to lead you back home.
Any characters in particular you've been feeling a vibe to write for lately?
Honestly I'm fine with pretty much all female genshin characters (besides the kids/children models and sucrose sorry not sorry). As long as theyre not from Natlan. I havent touched that Region at all and honestly dont really care for any of its characters (besides citlali bc of skyler davenport /hj).
But yeah, most genshin and the hsr characters are fine!
But if I had to make a list of characters I'd like to write for most rn, then probably:
Hey i see your request are open so could i ask for any characters of your choice with a s/o that has a strong battle lust like no matter the situation they if they see something or someone they think is strong or scary enough they just go âlets kill itâ anyway thank you for making content its people like you who get me through the day donât feel obligated to write this if you donât want to love your stuff keep it up!
Them with a reader that wants to fight everything
characters: Eula / Keqing / Clorinde x gn!reader
warnings: none
a/n: I gotta recover those character banners I used back in the day...
If anyone saw the movie "Tour de Pharmacy", then I hope the Keqing parts seems familiar to you /hj
Anyway, thanks for the request and the kind words, they mean a lot and I hope you enjoy!
Eula
Eula has had to work with more people than she could recall over the years, some of them more tolerable than others, whether it was due to their personalities or work ethic. And yet you still managed to rank amongst the most exhausting companions she ever had to work besides.
It wasnât your personality â she could count the times you got into any kind of conflicts with your squadmates on one hand â nor was there any kind of definition she could use to call your work ethic lacking. If anything⊠it was the complete opposite.
Having to make sure you didnât get yourself killed after charging headfirst into battle was tedious enough, and yet it werenât just Lavachurls and other kinds of monstrous beasts that regularly drew your lust for battle.
âPlease, Eula. Just one Punch!â You begged like a little child that was told their parents wouldnât buy that one toy that they had set their minds on for them, trying your damnedest to wiggle out of her grip. And yet to no avail, as shoulders remained in her tight grip.
If she didnât know better, Eula would think you were the one that had spent their evening drinking their frustrations away, and not her. If it were anyone other than you, sheâd at least try to tell you to calm down, that strangers judging her for her heritage was nothing new for her, and yet considering it was you, she doubted it would have made any difference whether the tall big guy in front of you hadnât insulted her or not.
Sure, you seemed agitated enough while listening to him talk, but it had only been after he challenged you to a fight that you had tried jumping at him with the excitement of a dog chasing his favourite toy.
Not that you ever got the chance to strike, having your arms used to pull you back the same way one would use the leash on a dog the moment before your feet took off. Nor did you have to punch anyone, as your lack of even a sliver of hesitation and lust for battle alone did enough to drive anyone stupid enough to challenge you away.
âNo! We can go search for hilichurl camps tomorrow, sit down!â
Eula didnât even expect that to work. And yet the moment those words left her mouth you were sitting on the bench as if nothing had ever happened.
Keqing
âWhat do you have to say for yourself?â The Guardmanâs voice echoed out, staring accusatory daggers into you as he tried to catch his breath from having to run all the way here, the footsteps of his companions trailing not far behind him as you immediately raised your arms in a show of peace.
âThey tried to hurt each otherâ, you gestured to the several bandits lying around the grassfield, none of them showing any signs of consciousness, although each of them were still clearly alive.
âBut, Iâm a peaceful person, I don't do things like that.â As those words flew past your lips, Keqingâs eyes locked with the guardâs.
The two of you had been on a small errand, when a group of treasure hoarders had ambushed you just outside the cityâs view, each of them large in stature and looking threatening in their own right, before demanding your goods and mora.
Not wanting to use unnecessary violence, Keqing had just started to try and resolve the conflict with words when you had suddenly kicked one of them with enough force to have him roll down the hill, letting out a war cry best described as âunhingedâ before literally picking up the smallest of them and throwing him as if competing in a sport.
By the time the Yuheng stopped blinking at you in utter surprise and sprang into action, all of the bandits had either been knocked out cold or were running for the mountains.
It was⊠an experience.
âEverything I did, I did in self defense.â You added in a tone that almost made it seem you were sad you had to resort to violence in the first place.Â
âŠShe doubted you were. There werenât all too many pacifists she knew that had a war cry ready at a moment's notice.
âMiss Keqing, youâve seen the scene play out, I presume? Is it the truth?â The Guard asked her now, the Yuhengâs eyes widening in surprise for a brief moment as she hesitated to answer for a moment before doing so with confidence.
âConsidering they did ambush us, I would call it self defense as well.â
Just like that, the two of you were free to go. But while you no longer had anything to explain to the Guards, that didnât mean you werenât going to have a discussion about this.
Clorinde
There werenât many people that would willingly challenge Clorinde to a fight, most of her potential opponents fled or decided to get sentenced instead of duelling her. Not that she could blame them. The number of human fighters in Fontaine that could stand their ground against her could be counted on one hand.
And then⊠there were you. Always challenging her to fights whenever you could, only to get rejected each and every time.Â
Work and private life didnât mix for Clorinde. You were part of her private life, while duelling was work. She was more than happy enough to have you join her and the others playing games or to indulge you in your hobbies, but duelling? That was out of the question.
Not like her rejections impacted your determination in any way though. Youâd still continue asking.
Today was a day to celebrate. Not for Clorindeâs sake, the woman only begrudgingly let you and Navia celebrate her birthday after all, but for yours. Celebrating other peoplesâ birthdays or achievements was something entirely different, especially if it were those of people close to her. And yet considering what had led you here in the first place, Clorinde found it difficult to decide whether to congratulate or chide you.
âCongratulations on your promotion. Navia baked some macrons for you when she heard the newsâ, The woman with a small box of the sweets in her hand, only to pull it away just in time to dodge the hand of yours that reached out to grab it.
âPlaying with a wounded officerâs feelings? Youâre too cruel, Clorindeâ, you pretended to be disappointed in her, only to quickly smile at her, using the momentary distraction to try grabbing the sweets once again.
âAnd how exactly were you wounded?â She asked in her usual stoic voice as she dodged your hand once again, already knowing the answer to her question.
âBy valiantly trying to protect a member of the community.â You declared before trying to strike a pose, only to hiss in pain as you moved your injured arm.
Considering you did manage to help catch a wanted criminal, Clorinde decided not to add insult to injury, leaving out her comment about how she seriously doubted it was the potential victim that caused you to lunch at the criminal and not just the thrill of the fight, letting out a small sigh before placing Naviaâs gift in front of you, only to watch you inhale them within moments.
âClorinde, let's have a duel tomorrowâ, you stated in between your bites, only for your movements to come to a grinding halt the moment you heard a dry chuckle escape her lips.
âIâm not going to duel an injured person.â
Almost immediately, Clorinde wished she had phrased that statement differently, as your eyes lit up with almost childlike excitement.
âSo youâre alright with duelling me once Iâve recovered?!â
Hey i see your request are open so could i ask for any characters of your choice with a s/o that has a strong battle lust like no matter the situation they if they see something or someone they think is strong or scary enough they just go âlets kill itâ anyway thank you for making content its people like you who get me through the day donât feel obligated to write this if you donât want to love your stuff keep it up!
Them with a reader that wants to fight everything
characters: Eula / Keqing / Clorinde x gn!reader
warnings: none
a/n: I gotta recover those character banners I used back in the day...
Anyway, thanks for the request and the kind words, they mean a lot and I hope you enjoy!
Eula
Eula has had to work with more people than she could recall over the years, some of them more tolerable than others, whether it was due to their personalities or work ethic. And yet you still managed to rank amongst the most exhausting companions she ever had to work besides.
It wasnât your personality â she could count the times you got into any kind of conflicts with your squadmates on one hand â nor was there any kind of definition she could use to call your work ethic lacking. If anything⊠it was the complete opposite.
Having to make sure you didnât get yourself killed after charging headfirst into battle was tedious enough, and yet it werenât just Lavachurls and other kinds of monstrous beasts that regularly drew your lust for battle.
âPlease, Eula. Just one Punch!â You begged like a little child that was told their parents wouldnât buy that one toy that they had set their minds on for them, trying your damnedest to wiggle out of her grip. And yet to no avail, as shoulders remained in her tight grip.
If she didnât know better, Eula would think you were the one that had spent their evening drinking their frustrations away, and not her. If it were anyone other than you, sheâd at least try to tell you to calm down, that strangers judging her for her heritage was nothing new for her, and yet considering it was you, she doubted it would have made any difference whether the tall big guy in front of you hadnât insulted her or not.
Sure, you seemed agitated enough while listening to him talk, but it had only been after he challenged you to a fight that you had tried jumping at him with the excitement of a dog chasing his favourite toy.
Not that you ever got the chance to strike, having your arms used to pull you back the same way one would use the leash on a dog the moment before your feet took off. Nor did you have to punch anyone, as your lack of even a sliver of hesitation and lust for battle alone did enough to drive anyone stupid enough to challenge you away.
âNo! We can go search for hilichurl camps tomorrow, sit down!â
Eula didnât even expect that to work. And yet the moment those words left her mouth you were sitting on the bench as if nothing had ever happened.
Keqing
âWhat do you have to say for yourself?â The Guardmanâs voice echoed out, staring accusatory daggers into you as he tried to catch his breath from having to run all the way here, the footsteps of his companions trailing not far behind him as you immediately raised your arms in a show of peace.
âThey tried to hurt each otherâ, you gestured to the several bandits lying around the grassfield, none of them showing any signs of consciousness, although each of them were still clearly alive.
âBut, Iâm a peaceful person, I don't do things like that.â As those words flew past your lips, Keqingâs eyes locked with the guardâs.
The two of you had been on a small errand, when a group of treasure hoarders had ambushed you just outside the cityâs view, each of them large in stature and looking threatening in their own right, before demanding your goods and mora.
Not wanting to use unnecessary violence, Keqing had just started to try and resolve the conflict with words when you had suddenly kicked one of them with enough force to have him roll down the hill, letting out a war cry best described as âunhingedâ before literally picking up the smallest of them and throwing him as if competing in a sport.
By the time the Yuheng stopped blinking at you in utter surprise and sprang into action, all of the bandits had either been knocked out cold or were running for the mountains.
It was⊠an experience.
âEverything I did, I did in self defense.â You added in a tone that almost made it seem you were sad you had to resort to violence in the first place.Â
âŠShe doubted you were. There werenât all too many pacifists she knew that had a war cry ready at a moment's notice.
âMiss Keqing, youâve seen the scene play out, I presume? Is it the truth?â The Guard asked her now, the Yuhengâs eyes widening in surprise for a brief moment as she hesitated to answer for a moment before doing so with confidence.
âConsidering they did ambush us, I would call it self defense as well.â
Just like that, the two of you were free to go. But while you no longer had anything to explain to the Guards, that didnât mean you werenât going to have a discussion about this.
Clorinde
There werenât many people that would willingly challenge Clorinde to a fight, most of her potential opponents fled or decided to get sentenced instead of duelling her. Not that she could blame them. The number of human fighters in Fontaine that could stand their ground against her could be counted on one hand.
And then⊠there were you. Always challenging her to fights whenever you could, only to get rejected each and every time.Â
Work and private life didnât mix for Clorinde. You were part of her private life, while duelling was work. She was more than happy enough to have you join her and the others playing games or to indulge you in your hobbies, but duelling? That was out of the question.
Not like her rejections impacted your determination in any way though. Youâd still continue asking.
Today was a day to celebrate. Not for Clorindeâs sake, the woman only begrudgingly let you and Navia celebrate her birthday after all, but for yours. Celebrating other peoplesâ birthdays or achievements was something entirely different, especially if it were those of people close to her. And yet considering what had led you here in the first place, Clorinde found it difficult to decide whether to congratulate or chide you.
âCongratulations on your promotion. Navia baked some macrons for you when she heard the newsâ, The woman with a small box of the sweets in her hand, only to pull it away just in time to dodge the hand of yours that reached out to grab it.
âPlaying with a wounded officerâs feelings? Youâre too cruel, Clorindeâ, you pretended to be disappointed in her, only to quickly smile at her, using the momentary distraction to try grabbing the sweets once again.
âAnd how exactly were you wounded?â She asked in her usual stoic voice as she dodged your hand once again, already knowing the answer to her question.
âBy valiantly trying to protect a member of the community.â You declared before trying to strike a pose, only to hiss in pain as you moved your injured arm.
Considering you did manage to help catch a wanted criminal, Clorinde decided not to add insult to injury, leaving out her comment about how she seriously doubted it was the potential victim that caused you to lunch at the criminal and not just the thrill of the fight, letting out a small sigh before placing Naviaâs gift in front of you, only to watch you inhale them within moments.
âClorinde, let's have a duel tomorrowâ, you stated in between your bites, only for your movements to come to a grinding halt the moment you heard a dry chuckle escape her lips.
âIâm not going to duel an injured person.â
Almost immediately, Clorinde wished she had phrased that statement differently, as your eyes lit up with almost childlike excitement.
âSo youâre alright with duelling me once Iâve recovered?!â
Was thinking of some stupid joke to respond with bc being serious is scary, but cant think of one, so: Hi!
Considering how I havent written a lot for this blog in like the past 2 years and still havent even touched Natlan, idk how frequently my uploads will be.
Kind of fell into the trap of comparing myself to others or the performance of one post to the next which kind of killed the whole "doing this to de-stress and relax" thing the Blog was for. So hopefully I'll be able to return to that somewhat and post from time to time :)
I'll maybe take a look at some old requests I still had lying around, but requesting something would also help me out
Anyway, hey!! Hope this becomes somewhat permanent!
a/n: Had an idea during an unusually quiet bus ride
Anyway, hope you enjoy!
Yoimiya
You didnât know many other people that were as attentive towards anniversaries as Yoimiya, especially when it came towards those other than your big one. From time to time, you couldnât help but feel as if not a single week could pass by without the girl announcing it was some kind of anniversary for the two of you. Whether it was your first date, first kiss, first time you assembled a firework all by yourself or any other occasion she seemed to hold dear.
Speaking of fireworks â no anniversary was complete without one or two fireworks shot into the night sky. There had been a time you tried convincing her to cut it back with her very public shows of appreciation â a simple hug or kiss would have been enough to get that message across to you, and wouldnât risk receiving noise complaints from the neighbours â but as the years passed by, you slowly realized that trying to separate the anniversaries and fireworks was futile in nature. Despite, you were 90% sure they were just a welcome excuse for Yoimiya to light some in the first place.
Not that you minded all too much anymore. There were worse ways to end your day than with your own firework-show.
Suddenly, you were awake. Having been in deep sleep just the prior moment, before a pair of hands had grabbed onto your shoulders and started pulling and pushing them excitedly, your eyelids gave enough way to allow you to get a glance at your ceiling. For a brief moment at least, before a familiar face popped into your view, smiling at you with the same enthusiasm your brain had long since linked to one single word.
âDo you know what day it is today?â Her voice filled your ears.
âGive me a moment⊠Whatâs the date?â You asked in a groggy voice, your brain still reeling from its sudden departure from Dreamland as it surely would have had a difficult time recollecting your name if pressed for it.
âTodayâs the Anniversary ofâŠâ, you opened your mouth again just a short moment after having finished your last sentence, not even giving Yoimiya enough time to answer your question, only for your eyes to suddenly shoot wide open as you remembered how youâve been shopping for this day just past week, a smile to rival herâs appearing on your face, your voices to ring out almost in unison.
âOur Wedding.â
With how loud that dayâs fireworks had been it was a wonder the guards didnât come knocking at your door the next morning.
Robin
Being the artist that she was, Robin had written dozens of Songs over the years. Some of them she felt a deeper connection to than others, and yet there was one that she would always hold dearest.
A song you couldnât find in any playlist or sold at any store, nor was it a song anyone but her had ever heard in completion, not even you. And yet, sometimes, when she was having a stressful week and trying to calm herself or those around her down, you could hear her hum little snippets of it to herself. Once or twice, you were even lucky enough to hear her quietly sing parts of the lyrics, although her voice was meant for nobodyâs ears but her own. And while it was certainly possible that you were just interpreting too much into it, you could have sworn youâve heard your own name among those lyrics at least once.
So whether it was out of embarrassment that she kept it to herself or out of a desire to retain what little of her private life was still private, whenever you heard the familiar tune, the corners of your lips would inevitably creep upwards.
There was little that had a more calming effect on you then sitting by the fireplace and hearing the crackling of the fire. Aeons knew you needed it, considering how⊠eventful the past few days turned out to be. Closing your eyes, as you leaned back even further in your chair, you began hearing the woman by your side start humming to herself.Â
Usually, youâd have little trouble pinpointing the exact tune she was quietly singing to herself, having listened to each of her songs so often you had learned them by heart. And yet this one took a bit longer for you to recognize. It had no name, but it was still beautiful. Maybe even more so than any of her others, even if you didnât know all of it.
But then, you recognized the part she was at. Among the bits and pieces you had gotten to hear, this one was the one that always stuck with you the most, and so, you instinctively began humming along. And although the tones coming out of your throat were far from as beautiful as hers, before long, it was the only one filling the room.
Noticing Robin had stopped humming, your own slowly trailed off as well, as you looked at her with a look of confusion and mild amusement, a comment along the lines of âwas my singing that breathtaking?â almost escaping your lips although you managed to contain it just barely. For the better, as the girl was staring at you with wide eyes, her surprise all too apparent.
âYou know that one?â Her voice rang out once again, sounding almost a bit embarrassed before you answered her with a big nod, smile plastered across your face as you opened your mouth.
âOnly bits and pieces. I heard you hum or sing it to yourself from time to time. Did you write it yourself?â
Her cheeks now suddenly a couple of shades redder, she gave you a small nod before turning to look back at the fireplace, feeling unusually shy about it before putting on a small smile and turning back to face you.
