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Talked about this with Cloud and I'm sobbing over how cute the idea is.

Idea that Time bonds with player over Fleetwood Mac/Stevie Nicks. Stay with me here, alright? They slow dance to Silver Springs. Why? cause it fits them and this scenario, okay.

Slow dancing in the kitchen/living room while the song plays through the speaker/s. Staring into the others eye/s, player's head resting on Time's shoulder/chest.

Both softly singing the words to the other and kissing between the lyrics.

All the while the chain are watching from the doorway/stairwell, cooing, sighing and aw'ing quietly at the sweet sight. Wars is in the back softly sobbing cause "big brother" is so proud of his "little brother".

"And they said they didn't like each other like that," One of the boys piped up.

"Liars," Wars shook his head fondly as he wiped the tears off his cheeks.

Ofc, Legend in the back is like "can I go home now?" 🧍‍♂️

"You mean bed?" "Shut up, you know what I mean."

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ME?! POSTING AGAIN SO SOON?!?!

Lmaoooo anyway, @dreaming-of-lu ! Come get your old man! We love him over here and doodles for you have been long overdue 💖

P.S: I forgot who drew Muppet time first 😭

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Let Me Take Care of You

Hi!! This is another warm up I did (I tend to do x reader to warm up for my other loz writing these days it seems), a little sickfic with Time :3

- Wizard Anon

Content: Time focus, gender neutral reader, committed relationship, sickfic. Wordcount: 730

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Really, the whole situation is ridiculous.

You stand at the edge of the ruins you’ve set up camp in, watching Time talk to Sky. A strategic decision, on his part, for sure – Sky is the only person that’s too tired to notice the one thing Time wants ignored. Multiple of the other Links have approached you about it, now, to which you’ve just dismissed them and told them you’ll deal with it. And now, you’re watching and waiting for the perfect opportunity. The perfect time to lay your trap.

You wish you didn’t have to trap him, though. If he would just… let you help, then it’d be no issue. Yet here you are.

The conversation between Time and Sky seems to lull, and you take your time to strike. You walk up, one arm crossed over your chest and holding your other to your side shyly. When they notice you approach, they both turn to greet you. Time immediately notices something is off.

“Hey, love. You alright?”

“Yeah, can I… talk to you for a moment?” You glance between Time and Sky, before looking back briefly to where you set up your bedrolls. Time seems to get the hint, and with a quick farewell to Sky, you both head over.

Your bedrolls are in a semi secluded corner of the ruins, partially visible to the campfire but far enough away for some privacy. Sometimes, there’s no chance to get any little moment away as a couple, but this time nobody complained when you claimed the best spot in the area, letting you have it to yourselves. And it is the perfect place to get Time to rest.

He waits for you to start speaking, but you take a moment to properly observe him again. His shoulders slump, not in relaxation but in fatigue, and no deflection of catching the day’s sun would explain the flush high upon his cheeks. He was slow to rise this morning and has been sluggish all day. And he’s been avoiding you on purpose – he thinks he’s been sneaky about it, but he hasn’t.

He’s sick, yet he won’t let you take care of him. The only option left is to convince him he’s taking care of you, instead.

“I just… I’m feeling a bit down, and was wondering if you’d like to, um, cuddle a bit? Before your watch?” Despite it being part of the plan, it does bring a blush to your cheeks to ask it so boldly. He’s staring at you so attentively, and the way he gently smiles when he processes your words sends butterflies through your stomach.

“Of course.” At least in Time’s insistence that he’s fine, he’s not simultaneously trying to keep himself away to stop you getting sick, too. Makes this easier.

You both settle on your bedrolls, and as soon as he’s laid down you scoot over and curl up on top of him. You can feel the heat rolling off of him – your heart clenches and you curl in closer. Time’s arms loosely wrap around your back.

“This is nice…” you murmur into his chest. He hums back, idly playing with your hair. “Careful, or I’ll fall asleep.”

“Mmm… maybe a small nap wouldn’t be so bad, perhaps,” he murmurs back. You hide your grin by nuzzling further into his chest.

Time is asleep in minutes. He does not stir when you shift to sit up, nor when you sigh and run your hand through his hair and check his fever.

“What’s his status?” Warriors asks, walking over. You sigh again.

“Not the worst, now he’s actually resting. Hopefully this will convince him to stay down tomorrow.” You keep petting his hair, smiling when he leans into it in his sleep. Really, if only he wasn’t so difficult about it. You’ll happily take care of him – that’s what partners are for. To love and take care of each other. All he needs to do is ask, and you’d move mountains for him.

“Let’s hope. Congrats on a successful mission.” Warriors mock salutes you, and you laugh.

Warriors leaves (likely to update the rest of the group, if they weren’t already listening in), and you settle back down on top of Time. He shifts slightly, then his arms are wrapping back around you and he’s holding you tight.

Maybe a nap really isn’t such a bad idea…

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Im here to say i love everything you make and hope you have a great day .

Thank you for all you do. 🌻

i know i haven't been on lately (due to life), but I just wanna say that this made my week better. ty 💚

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talking to my friends/mutuals (you know who you are eue)

music

gaming (specifically low energy games)

my nieces and nephew

thinking of stories that i'll prolly never write due to many ideas but im okay with that uwu

Thanks for the tag, Pinky! I tag whoever wants to join in on this!

Please list five things that make you happy, and if you can, send an ask into the inbox of the last ten people who reblogged from you, asking them to do the same!!! (Optional!)

OH! Hi Moss!! :D

Music

My dogs

Ice cream

My family

Day dreaming about my stories

Instead of reblogs, let's do this.

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WOOOOOOOOOO CONGRATS PINKYYY!

BIG OL 2'OOO

2000 Followers!?!?!?

OH HEY!!

Thank you all so much for getting me this far!

I won't be doing a raffle this time around because I've been very busy as of late, but I want all of you to know that I have greatly appreciated all the support that this blog has given me these past 3 years.

For being such a niche blog of a fandom of a fandom, I'm very happy with the work I've done here. I'm also very happy and thankful, that you all have decided to stay with me too. :)

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BASED CRINGE LINK ENJOYER 🫵🫵🫵❣️

love those two dinguses they’re so cute 🥰

SO WHAT IF I AM?! /j /lh

anyway, I do love those silly scrimbs. They need a smooch on their heads to make them chill out asdkjfasdf.

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hehehehehehehe courage and koridai brainrot goes brrrrrr

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hi uh— i read you take emergency requests?... I'm having a bit of a really hard time with chronic pain (fibromyalgia) and i was wondering, if you have the time, could you please do something with Four comforting or helping a s/o who is struggling with fibro? or just— yeah just anything with it really... it's okay if not though! thank you still ���

Apologies for taking so long to answer, I hope you are doing well 💚

"Link."

The soft call of his name roused him from his work. He lifted his head up with a brow arched, quietly waiting if he heard that right instead of imagining it. He straightens his spine, groaning slightly in discomfort due to the ache settling in from being bent over for a long period of time. He rolled his shoulders, gently cracking his spine as he set the tools carefully pack into place.

"Sunshine?" "Coming!" He turns swiftly on his heel out the door to the bedroom up the stairs. The wood creaks under the weight and years of worn, 'definitely going to have to replace these stairs soon,' he thought to himself. The grandfather clock downstairs chimed loudly, signaling that noon had struck. His stomach growled making him grimace before smiling at the soft laugh coming from the shared room.

"Don't laugh at me," Four huffs jokingly as he entered, "you know how I get when I'm working."

They laid on the bed under the covers, grinning brightly up at him, "thankfully, you have me to remind you, hmm?"

"Of course," he pressed a short kiss against their forehead. He pulled back with a worried gaze,

"How are you feeling though?"

"Ah," they grimaced, "pain flaring up here and there, I'm kinda...stuck here for now."

"Don't worry, I can get gramps to make lunch for us!" "But-" "Hush," he press a finger against their lips, silencing their distress. They flush under his gentle yet firm gaze, squirming slightly as he took quiet pride of making them feel this way.

"Gramps doesn't mind...as long as I'm not the one that's cooking that is."

"Can make weapons, farm tools and all yet can't cook a single meal," you snickered. "Hush, you."

"Hmm, no. I don't think so."

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An emergency request for someone. They asked:  can I have something (doesn't have to be long at all) with the reader experiencing something traumatic/frightening but just not really being able to process it so they just don't really feel anything about it? Again, apologies for taking so long to respond, I hope everything is well on your end. 💚

The dead stare had the chain glancing at the others in worry before landing back on their companion’s form. Warriors and Time spoke softly to themselves, looking over their shoulders in hopes they roused from their spell. Alas, they sat lax on the forest floor, gazing off into the distance even not taking notice to the youngest sitting next to them.

“...is,” their voice soft after swallowing thickly, “How?” No one could bring themselves to speak.

“I- How do you...”

“Don’t force yourself,” Sky gently press a hand against their shoulder, “take the time you need. We’ll all be here for you.”

“We’ll aide you should you want or need it.”

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Hey this is an emergency request, but don’t feel the need to do this if you’re super busy I totally get it.

I’ve just been having a really rough semester in my first year of college, dealing with life **and** my courses.

And I’ve just been worrying about a final presentation for my one class that I sent an email to my prof. about and they haven’t responded to it for days and then I later found out my family is having to put our dog down that I’ve had since childhood.

I’m just asking for some comfort with Legend or Time (you can choose between the two of one would be easier to write for than the other).

Thanks so much and I hope life is treating you well!!

(P.s. I’m also the anon who asked for the depersonalization emergency request with Legend and you did a great job on that! Thank you so much for doing that!)

Sorry for taking so long to answer, I hope things are better on your end! 💚 May the days be kinder to you. Can be imagined as Legend or Time.

"Rupee for your thoughts?"

Obviously, wrong choice of words from him. The dam broke quick every emotion you held back in a tiny bottle, shattered upon impact from those words. All those pent up feelings, frustrations, sadness under the guise that everything was fine spilled from your eyes. A choked sob had the old man reeling in worry and panic, "Did something hap-"

"Everything!" you gripped your hair tight, pulling on the strands, "I tried. I tried so hard to be fine and okay, but it's not! I'm not okay, I'm- I'm so frustrated, tired, and upset. I'm being bombarded with stress and news from every corner like it's a fucking joke to the universe! Someone stole my rupee pouch, I'm being told my childhood dog had passed away. And I-"

The feelings were like a wave, pulling you under and throwing you around in its unforgiving tides. Your heart was crying out for safety, for warmth, for an anchor, anything to guide you. Snot and tears ran down; the pounding in your head hurts, almost as harsh as your heartbeat. Lungs begging for air, face flushed and burning with how hard you wept.

You weren't sure how or when you were maneuvered into his lap, but the gentle strokes of his hand against your head were calming. He held you tight against him, yet loose enough for you to slip out of his embrace should you wish to do so. He doesn't speak, he doesn't offer words of comfort.

Just embracement.

That was enough for you. The kind hand that saved you from the brutal tidal waves, acting as a lighthouse and ground.

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An emergency request for someone. They wanted Wild, Time and Legend comfort from an ex-boyfriend. I hope you are safe and is in a safe environment, do take good care 💚💚 may the days be better for you. Apologies for taking so long to get to this. CW: brief mentions of past abuse, slight blood

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It was hard to keep himself in check. He tried to hold back the urge to march right back to punch that arrogant, smug bastard, but he had to be smart about this. He wouldn’t dare put you in harm’s way or even threaten the chain’s rupee bag. He knows the chain would back him up either way, but you were more important than giving that slime a hint of what he obviously wanted.

How could anyone dare to lay their hands on you or the thought of them doing so, made his blood boiled like lava under his skin. You were wonderful in so many ways that it made his heart pound and hands clammy. You, who was patient, free-spirited, kind and sweet to little ol’ grumpy, soft him. The vet, who holds and guard his heart close with a dagger held out in front of him, lets you in easily. 

“-end,” you that grabbed his attention with gentle motions, sharing many quiet companies with him in the dead of night. Blood and heart pounded in his ears, keeping his eyes focused on the path leading back to camp. That stupid ba- “Link!”

He snapped out of his daze, looking back irritable before it melts away in worry at the sight of your meek gaze. His mouth gapes when you winced, giving a short glance down at your hand. He quickly drops it as if it stung him like hot iron to uncovered skin.

“I-I’m so sorr-”

“It’s okay-” “No! It’s not!” He slapped a hand over his mouth, brows furrowing in shame; he shared a grimace with you at the sudden volume he spoke in. He felt worthless when those anxious eyes stared at him; he doesn’t want to be stared at like that, though he cannot blame you, he can only blame the person who was horrible to you.

“I...I’m sorry, I don’t- No, that was not right of me to raise my voice at your or...hold your hand so tight.” 

“...can I...hold it again?”

“I jus-”

“Please? I feel safer with you.” “...of course.”

Time

“Old man! What are you doing?!” 

His brain was working in overdrive. It all happened too fast for him. Always having to keep a calm, collected head on his shoulders as the leader. Making rational decisions that kept everybody safe and alive on the journey, yet it reared it’s ugly side quick. He knew something was wrong when arriving in this Hyrule; he always too good at figuring things out quickly, especially when it came to you.

You were so giddy earlier, giggling and sharing jests with the boys and him. Though, as soon as the group went through and arrived here, you turned into a hollowed shell. Meek, nervous yet scared looks being thrown over your shoulder as if you were afraid something or someone was there, looking for you. He cursed the damn portal for dropping them off here when he now knew of the issue.

Bastard showed his face with a leer and something in him snapped at the sight. 

He wasn’t sure what happened, it blanked quickly. First, he was at the front of the group and now he’s here. Standing over the fallen, knocked-out body of the man; his chest heaving, ears ringing, knuckles throbbing with a bit of blood dripping from his gauntlet. He’s being harshly pulled away from the male; upset blues stared into his,  “What the hell are you doing?!”  Warriors hissed with such venom it made Time feel like that little kid all over again. Guilt flooded his veins at the memory striking him, he would get himself into such trouble that the captain had to come running out of his tent to save his behind from punishment. He would apologize for his behavior for stressing him out, but this situation? He couldn’t bring himself to do so.

“I-” He began, only to be cut off by Twilight’s worried tone, “Whatever it is, save it, we got company.” Guards began marching their way over to them. Okay, this part is something he will apologize later for. 

Wild

“And where did this scar come from?” 

His curiosity made him want to curse out his idiocy as you flinched and hid swiftly under the blankets. He stared wide eyed when you curled into a ball, scooting bits away from him while avoiding his gaze.

“It’s...It’s nothing. I don’t want to talk about it, please.”

Something bloomed in his chest, a feeling roaring out in despair that something happened to you. Wild wanted to know, but he knows not to push boundaries when faced with a stone wall in front of him. You were shutting him off, pushing him away, rejecting his touch, almost as if...you were ashamed of yourself or rather-

“Did...”

A weak sniffled graced his ears, the soft sound making his heart clench,

“I’m sorry,” your frail whine had him slowly and gently placing a careful hand on your shoulder, “I didn’t mean to-” “No, no, don’t apologize, okay? I’m not going to get mad or push you for something that is obviously a hurtful memory to you. I know that feeling in a way.”

“But-” “Wildberry,” he breathes, “it’s okay to feel, whoever taught you otherwise is a sad person. It’s okay to get upset, to cry when hurt.”

“...Thank you.”

He pressed a chaste kiss against your shoulder, “anything for my wildberry.”

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Dizzy With Love

Hihi!! Some of you may be familiar with my writing already over on the other blog, but if you're not, hello! I am The Wizard and I am finally writing stuff for here too :3 Expect a lot of whump and hurt/comfort, as that’s what I like to write the most (who doesn't love tenderly caring for each other?), and perhaps some stuff going into disability and gender if I feel like it/others are interested. This one was mostly just a little warmup, some Twilight fretting over an injured reader. Hope you enjoy!

- Wizard anon

Content: Twilight focus, concussed reader (gn), committed relationship. Wordcount: 565

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“Hey there, darlin’,” you hear from above you.

Your head pounds something awful; everything spinning without you even opening your eyes. The light is too bright against your closed eyelids, and you can feel each individual item of clothing on your skin. There’s something else, too, that you can’t quite grab on to yet in the daze of semi-consciousness – are you even conscious? Everything feels fuzzy, faraway, like your head is filled with cloth. But you must've made some sort of noise, because whoever’s voice that is expects you to reply.

You try. All you manage is a groan.

“Shh, shhh, I got you. Up you come, now.”

The entire world lurches, head crashing into pain as you're propped up against something soft. You reach out towards it blindly, gripping tightly the soft fur you find. Fur?

“Hyrule’s just headin’ over here now, it’ll be all better soon,” Twilight murmurs, pulling you closer. You now recognise the pelt underneath your hand, and the warmth and softness of the body you are leant against. You let yourself slump, riding out the dizziness in the safety of Twilight’s embrace, face tucked into his chest. When there’s sounds of movement closing in you press your cheek further against him defiantly.

“He needs to take a look at you, darlin’.” Twilight rubs his hand up your arm soothingly. A whine exits your throat.

“Just a head injury?” Hyrule’s voice now, trying to keep soft but still too loud and too grating and too much.

Twilight keeps rubbing your arm as he replies, “And some stubbornness,” with a chuckle, and despite its similar grate, the rumble of it against you settles something deep inside. A soothing that spreads to your head when the familiar feeling of Hyrule’s magic washes over you.

Finally opening your eyes, you look up at Twilight and Hyrule blearily.

“...Thank you.”

Hyrule just smiles back, before he’s being called over to elsewhere, and leaves you and Twilight to your embrace.

“You’re okay now…?” Twilight’s grip tightens, and his gaze down at you is a complicated mix of anger and fondness and worry. Brows knitted, frown tugging at his lips, relief clear in his eyes.

It is in this moment, that you remember the hit you took was meant for him.

…Whoops.

He presses your face back into his chest, arms squeezing around your back like he’s terrified to let go.

“Do not do that again. You scared me.” He almost whispers that second part, afraid to admit it, and you snake your arms up until one hand is rubbing his back while the other is tangled in his hair.

“I’m sorry.” You say it mostly as a formality, a soothing of his nerves. You’d do it again in a heartbeat. And you know if the roles were reversed, he’d do and say the same. You’re both silly like that.

“I don't need you to put yourself in danger because of me,” he stresses.

“I know.” You do, you know he’s strong, and capable, and good at what he does, but—

“Then why on earth did you do that?”

“Because I love you, Link.” Why wouldn't you want to protect him anyway?

Twilight looks down at you, frown still pulling at his lips, searching your face for something you cannot decipher. Then, he’s sighing and pressing a kiss to your forehead.

“I love you too.”

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🧙anon, respectively, as always, i am eating your writing up. I am so soft, you don't understand.

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Crack theory time but what if your little baba Star grew up to be Drac?/jjjjj/lhhhh

My poor child, my son IS TRAUMATIZED.

While I do love and like the idea, Star respectfully is off limits to angst :D

Angst is not allowed to be within the 500 miles radius of Star or anywhere close to him. Drac, however, is allowed to be near it adkjfhaskjldfasdf

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Sweet moment that happened in a dream but passing it on to everyone else <3

Ok so imagine it’s early-ish into a relationship with Legend. It’s your first time spending the night over at his house. Unexpected, but an accepted offer, despite being unprepared.

It’s time for bed and you don’t have any sleepwear. Not fond of the idea of wearing your day clothes for sleeping, you steal one of his old tunics. Maybe the brown under layer from his first few adventures. Maybe a different colored one.

It fits! And it’s super comfy. And still has a linger scent of him. So cozy…

Snuggle into the bed, Legend is of course, stunned. A rush of infatuation and pure adoration from seeing his significant other in his clothing.

All lights off and you both are wrapped up in each other. Him tucking your head into his chest, place soft kisses to the top of your hair. Your arm going over his torso and the other loosely grabbing a fistful of his shirt.

Both parties clingyyy

It’s cute

Anyway

He comments on how you stole his stuff. Casually teasing you for it, all while complimenting how good it looks on you.

“You got me a disadvantage now. Wearing my clothes when I have nothing of yours.”

You think for a moment, rummaging through your brain to find something of yours that might fit him…

“…Did you have anything in mind?” You ask, curious where he might go with this.

“Hmm….” He faux thinks, clearly already having something in mind, but trying to seem casual with this whole thing.

“You could give me a shirt. Or a loose pair of pants. Or…” He trails off, before continuing on.

“…Maybe that one sundress you wear..?” Tips of the ears and nose going pink, getting a bit shy.

Give the bunny boy one of your dresses!! 👏👏👏 He’d look so good in it!!!🔥🔥🔥 and he’d be so happy because it’s yours!!!‼️‼️‼️‼️

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!

@h4wari specifically @'ing you

Okay, but he would look so cute in a strawberry dress or soft green. He so precious, fluttering and twirling around in it.

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BABBYYY, IIIIIIII'M DANCING IN THE DARK. WITH YOU BETWEEN MY ARMS, BAREFOOT ON THE GRASS. LISTENING TO OUR FAVORITE SONG-

Okay, I'm normal.

Wars and reader slow dancing in the kitchen scenario please? 👀👀 love your work!!! 💕💕💕

Oh cute!! I like that a lot. <3

Masterlist

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You yawned and watched as the coffee poured through the filter, dripping into the waiting cup below.

The sun had yet to rise.

The lantern you lit to help your way around the kitchen was doing the job well enough but the low lighting wasn't doing you any more favors than you would have hoped. You yawned again and leaned on the counter.

It's the first time in a while that you've woken up earlier than Link has. The poor man always has somewhere or someplace to be. This is the first week you've actually woken up with him still in the house.

Even though you're happy to finally have him to yourself after so long, you could practically feel the exhaustion hanging off of the man. You'd hate to wake him up early on the one day he gets to sleep in.

So while you're up earlier than usual, you're not going to let that get in the way of his sleep.

Therefore, you make your coffee, deciding to only do a cup for yourself since you know there's no way you're falling asleep again. You smack your face lightly to wake yourself up a little faster.

"Why are you up, Sweetheart?" Two toned arms snake around your waist. The soft spoken dulcet toned voice whispers in your ear. "Come back to bed. Stay with me."

"Did I wake you up?" You whisper back, leaning against his slender frame. "I was hoping you'd sleep for longer."

"I'm used to waking up early, Sweetheart." He chuckles and kisses your ear. Slowly, you notice that you begin to sway back and forth. "But that's all the more reason to be surprised that you're awake."

Link kisses your cheek. "Bad dream?"

You shake your head and finally turn around, wrapping your arms around his neck. "Just woke up early. I wanted you to sleep more. What woke you up?"

"A disturbance in the force."

"Be serious." You laugh, swaying with him.

"I am." He laughs as well and pulls you into the center of the kitchen floor. "It's harder to sleep when you're not by my side."

His words tease a snort out of you, but you don't argue the point. You're very much the same way nowadays.

Quietly, Link starts humming a tune. You vaguely recognize it. It sounds like one of the waltzes Link wanted you to learn for Queen Zelda's balls. Link of course was supposed to be the guest of honor, but you were his plus one.

Much to the chagrin of many a lady and lord.

You hum along and find yourself being swayed to the tune of the song. Link chuckles, happy that you caught on before leading you into a slow dance.

Behind you, you register that the sun has begun to rise, painting your kitchen is soft pinks and oranges with the faintest touch of blue as it chases the night away.

Link yawns this time, cutting the dance off short.

You grin. "Coffee?"

"I thought you'd never ask."

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For all of the northerners that stood up for Texas during our freeze and said, "Don't make fun of them, they've never dealt with this before. Their infrastructure isn't made for snow and freezing."

This one is for you.

Where I live 108°F with 80% humidity with no wind is normal.

Pacific North West is dealing historic best waves 35-40°C or 95-105°F.

First of all. Don't make fun of them for bitching about the heat. Just like Texas isn't built for a freeze and our pipes burst, Pacific North West isn't built for heat and a lot of their homes don't have AC.

If you live somewhere with a high humidity like 80+ HUMIDITY IS NOT YOUR FRIEND. The "humidity makes it feel cooler" is a lie once it gets beyond a point.

If you live somewhere with a lower humidity, misters are nice to cool off outside.

Once you get over 90°F (32°C) a fan will not help you. It's just pushing around hot air. (I mean if you can't afford a small AC unit because they're expensive as hell, by all means a fan is better than nothing).

If you have pets, those portable AC units aren't safe. If your pets destroy the outtake thing, it'll leak CO2. Window units are safer.

Window AC units will let mosquitoes or other small bugs in. Sucks, but that's life.

Now is not the time to me modest. If you have to cover for religious reasons, by all means. If you don't, I've seen people wear short shorts and a swim top. It's not trashy if it keeps you from getting heat stroke.

If you do have to cover up for religious reasons, look for elephant pants or something similar. They're made with a breathable material.

Shade is better than no shade, but that shit it just diet sun after some point. Don't think shade will save you from heat stroke.

I know the "drink your water" is a fun meme now, but if you're sweating excessively you need electrolytes. Drink Gatorade, Powerade, or Pedialite PLEASE. I don't care if you're fucking sitting in one spot all day. That shit WILL save you from heat stroke.

Most importantly. RESEARCH THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN HEAT STROKE AND HEAT EXHAUSTION PLEASE!

If you're diabetic and can't drink Gatorade, mix water, fruit juice, and either lite salt or pink salt

If you can afford it, cover windows with thick curtains to insulate the house

If you have tile floors, lay on them with skin to tile contact. If you don't, laying your head on cool counters works too.

If the temperature where you're at is hotter than your body temperature, don't wear heat wicking clothing. Moisture wicking is safe though.

Check your medication labels. Many make you more susceptible to sun and heat

-Room temperature water will get into your body faster. This is something I learned doing marching band in high summer in Georgia, and it saved all of our asses. Sip it, don't gulp it, especially if you're getting into the red; same goes for whatever fluid you're drinking. And just in general drink during the day.

-If you are moving from an air conditioned space to an un-air conditioned space, if at all possible try to make the shift gradual. When my dad and I were working outside and in un-ac houses a few years ago, he'd turn the air down to low in the truck about ten-fifteen minutes before we got where we were going. This way your body doesn't go from low low temps to high temps. S'bad for you.

-If you can, keep your lights off during the day. Light bulbs may not generate a lot of heat, but the difference is noticeable when it gets hot enough. I literally only turn my bedroom light on in the evening when it gets too dark.

Don't be afraid to just like... pour water on yourself if you need to. The evaporation will cool you off.

Put your hand to the cement for 15 seconds. If you can't handle the heat, it'll burn your dog's paws. Don't let them walk on it.

Dogs with flat faces are more prone to heat stroke. Don't leave them out unsupervised.

Frozen fruit is delicious in water.

Wet/Cold hat/handkerchief on your head/neck will help you stay cool.

Pickle juice is great for electrolytes! You can even make pickle juice Popsicles!

Heat exhaustion is more, "drink water and get you cooled off." Heat stroke is more "Oh my god call 911."

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[Image description: an infographic showing the difference between heat exhaustion and heat stroke. The graphic is labeled "Heat Dangers: First Warning." Signs of heat exhaustion: faint or dizzy, excessive sweating, cool, pale, clammy skin, rapid, weak pulse, muscle cramps. If you think you or someone else may be experiencing heat exhaustion, get to a cool, air-conditioned place, drink water if conscious, and take a cool shower or use cold compress. Signs of heat stroke: throbbing headache, no sweating, red, hot, dry skin, rapid, strong pulse, may lose consciousness. If you think you or someone else may be experiencing heat stroke, call 911. End description]

Be safe.

-fae