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Writing fanfiction about a character as random as the happy mask salesman with literally no existing content is so hard 💔 writing it up but I have literally have no idea how I’m having the salesman and y/n meet. I’ll figure it out dw chat

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Me licking this one photo in particular HES SO FINEEEESE I NEED HIM GUYS

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Until the End: a prologue

a/n: I’ve never really been much of a writer, so bear with me while I create some truly self indulgent content about this guy. This part is really just a prologue to what I’ll be working on. It may be ass, it may not be…you guys will just have to let me know lol

Also the reader is male, sorry females this is MY bisexual indulgence

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3 days. That’s all he gets. All the time he has left to make you remember who he is

You don’t know him, but he knows you. He knows every curve and bump of your soft skin, and how it feels against his own. He knows your soft voice, how sweetly it rings out his name with every lingering touch of his fingers. You are forever etched into his soul, a perfect stain on his beating heart as a painful reminder that you may never remember who he is. He knows so much about you, and you know nothing of him.

He wishes things were different, hating how you don’t remember a single thing about him. Hating how every three days everything goes backwards in time, and your memory of him is nothing but a fleeting thought, lost somewhere permanently carved into your very being. You just can’t remember what it is that leaves the feeling of discontented yearning.

And every third day, he holds you close, your head laid on his chest as he mindlessly runs his fingers through your hair, his soft touch leaving goosebumps in their wake, knowing that very soon, he’ll have to do it all over again.

And he would. In a heartbeat. If it meant getting to have you in his arms, loving you so gently, he’d do it as many times as it takes. the both of you until the end of time, until the end of the world, until the moon crashes into the earth.

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Okay okay so fic idea

What if the Happy Mask Salesman, while waiting for Link to get Majoras Mask back, decides to wander around Clock Town and falls in love with some random Terminian (y/n) but the plot is some 50 First Dates/Groundhog Day shit where the clock resets every 3 days and he has to rizz them back up

Is this ass or gas guys idk what I’m doing

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I’m disappointed in the internet. Wdym nobody else but me is thirsting over the Happy Mask Salesman in Majoras Mask.

I may just dedicate this blog to writing my own self indulgent fanfiction of him. Since nobody else has the balls to do it.