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ABOUT MY ABSENCE

im not sure if anyone noticed it but yeah. i have literally zero access to a computer atm and im trying to find out how much it’ll be to get mine fixed (it just needs a new hard disk - the keyboard problems can be solved by getting a usb keyboard and laying on my floor w/ it). once it’s fixed and im good to go, ill be back. ❤

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ABOUT MY ABSENCE

im not sure if anyone noticed it but yeah. i have literally zero access to a computer atm and im trying to find out how much it’ll be to get mine fixed (it just needs a new hard disk - the keyboard problems can be solved by getting a usb keyboard and laying on my floor w/ it). once it’s fixed and im good to go, ill be back. ❤

[lejesoldat-blog]

ABOUT MY ABSENCE

im not sure if anyone noticed it but yeah. i have literally zero access to a computer atm and im trying to find out how much it’ll be to get mine fixed (it just needs a new hard disk - the keyboard problems can be solved by getting a usb keyboard and laying on my floor w/ it). once it’s fixed and im good to go, ill be back. ❤

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i know i owe threads on here, @kiishiin, @stariied, and @faevire. but my muses are being fickle. with that being said, i also feel... sorta awkward in this fandom? despite loving it to death? idk man. i’m just. i’m gonna make a blog for another fandom. follow it if you want but you don’t have to. i’ll be busy making that and when my muses start returning fully i’ll do my threads. promise. ♥

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im gonna head to bed after washing dishes so no one wakes up to a sinkful of shit. night guys!! i’d be on tomorrow but im covering a closer so i wont be home until like 4 am.

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 flamboyantdiamonds:

He was surprised that he was being let in so easily. He would have to definitely watch himself in these circumstances now wouldn’t he?

“Darkness is no issue for me I’m quite used to it, and worse. As for names, I am Ghirahim, I have come on urgent business.”

He had to be careful about what or how he said things, or else he might give too much away, and this young woman would run away before he could make his intentions known; and the Gerudo King definitely would not be pleased with that. He found a seat without seeking permission, and helped himself. Even in the dim light he could see the features of the fugitive.

“ nice to meet you,   sir ghirahim. my name   is sarah. let me make   you some tea, alright? “

the lie quite fluidly slipped off her tongue; her back turning for a few moments. if he dare attack, she could easily counter with a knife on her counter. nimble fingers poured water into the teapot, a match lighting the stove carefully in order to boil the water as she poured a spoonful of tea leaves into the cups. his cup was a blend of rosebuds, tilia flowers, and schizandra fruit -- such herbs and ingredients to make one sleep. her own was a simple chamomile, spearmint, and lemon verbena blend. once she had finished preparing everything; she turned and sat at her table across from him.

“ do you know who,   exactly, you are looking   for, sir ghirahim? “

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“ oh? name, face? i kind   of would need such a   detail in order to assist   you, sweetheart. come   in, don’t be shy. want   some tea? ♥ “

her false hospitality aside; she was lucky the gleam of her sword had not caught the moonlight yet as it sat near her door. she would let him in, but he would not return alive... not unless he was truly looking for someone else. bounty hunters were so hard headed, weren’t they? such strange creatures they were, rolling around in the filthy mud and dirtying themselves in the sense of ‘justice’ to capture and aide in the detainment of criminals... filthy, lecherous pigs -- lusting off the joy of one more kill or one more capture. no better than assassins. but she had bested those before, and could once more, right?

“ i apologise that my home   might be a little dark. i’m   sparing on lantern oil, you   see, and i ran out of candles.   my apologies, sir...? oh my,   it seems i haven’t gotten your   name yet. what is it, sir? “

He had been sent by someone who had selected him for hire. A mercenary was such a simple job, at least there was more bloodshed to be had.

He canvassed his eyes along the figure of the young woman, before eventually a smirk curled along his lips.

“I am looking for a certain young woman. Do you have any idea where she could be?” It wasn’t what she was probably expecting, no he was actually tasked with finding her, and bringing her to his current master, the Gerudo King.

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good responses to getting stabbed with a sword

rude

that’s fair

not again

are you gonna want this back or can i keep it

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“ i think i will be, you   know? you’re such   a vain thing... why   don’t we cut you   down a little, hm~? ♥ “

her blade moved to get away from its hair; her agile legs letting her dodge upwards with a jump and land subtly behind it. she would not let herself be caught by such a monster, after all. not after she’s evaded capture and yet still retained a high hire rate amongst the people. haha... life was funny that way. but no monster would be her downfall.

“ hey hey! maybe   there’s a bounty   for you. so i can   collect it. hmm...   sounds like a   game plan. ♥ “

As events would have it, it was very easily interrupted. It hadn’t been planning on having a hair cut, ever, and that she’d been so bold–! It withdrew its cocoon with a hiss to avoid any further incident; the cut strands settled on the ground and flaked away to nothingness, like old paint. 

There were no words. Well… Very few. “You’ll be walking away, but not as you are!” A half-cast curse wouldn’t be extremely effective and, to put it bluntly, this lass had ticked it off. As not unwarranted as that had been, it couldn’t go without retaliation! Said retaliation came in the form of its tresses going for her sword arm as it darted around to get behind her. 

Not particularly hostility born of vanity, but born of–well. How dare she? 

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“ well well, aren’t you well   versed in bladework too~?   come now, gonna swipe   at a girl like a kitten with   no claws? some hero you   are, haha! now die, already. “

the tip of her sword reached towards the shield; trying to fling it away and leave him with just the blade. she had no defenses except her own agility and work with her blade; so why should he? unfairness must be punished after all. ♥

“ why don’t you get rid   of the shield and fight   me like a real man? or   are you just a little boy   with a dick as tiny as   your stature~? ♥ “

       Where he was didn’t seem to matter to anyone. He had seen the past, the world spoke of only in the legend of the Hero of Time. This grim future surrounded him and engulfed the future hero is a sense of dread. He couldn’t interfere, however. It might rip apart the fabric of time.

        Suddenly, he was blocking another’s blade with his sword, rolling out of the way and drawing his shield in a moment. Who was this? Hadn’t most of the residents of Castle Town escaped to Kakariko? None of these questions were given a voice, however. Link just kept his blade up, ready to block any more attacks.

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“ well first we better get rid   of this horrible ‘cage’ of   yours, sweetheart. “

in a slight flash of steel; light began to come in through the hair, the scent being ignored by her. old age did not frighten her, no -- nothing old did. though it was odd to randomly smell such an olfactory sense of ancient age. but the darkness surrounding her from the hair... it had to go. and now. the slightly claustrophobic feeling could not continue any longer. it had to stop.

“ now, are you going to   take this seriously, or   am i walking away~? “

What a pretty sword. It eyed the weapon a moment longer before it returned its attention to the girl; that she wasn’t trying to escape the hairy barrier it was forming about them had it wondering. Was she foolish, or formidable? Only one way to find out, really.

“Got it!” The demon practically chirped. Then it set about casting a curse, target: the girl, though as it hadn’t had the forethought to immobilize her, it would likely be easily interrupted and, therefore, stopped. Until such a thing, however, the air would be steadily filled with a musty, purple haze rife with the scent of old things. Old books, old hallways, old people. Anything that would bring to mind an olfactory sense of old, old age.

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they'll run with blood- at the opera, tonight!

Repo Man ( Repo! The Genetic Opera )

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more texts for you bitches

ANGSTY TEXTS, BITCH

[text] You should have told me you wanted me out of your life. [text] I should have never let you back into my life. [text] Okay [muse’s name] what’s the deal, pretty sure this is you…listen if you want me to leave you alone, please just tell that. [text] Please don’t walk away. [text] Please don’t do this. [text] When are you going to realize I want nothing to do with you? [text] You want nothing to do with me, I get it. [text] I’m an idiot. You fooled me again. [text] When I think things are about to change … I’m always proven wrong. [text] I just want you to be happy. And you’ll be happier without me. [text] I just hate that someone could make me trust [him/her/them] the way that I did [text] The truth is I’m not over you. [text] The truth is I never really wanted to be with you. [text] I’m seeing someone else. [text] How the hell did you get my number, stalker? [text] You’re so selfish. [text] I just saw you leave with [her/him/them]. [text] FUCK YOU AND YOUR DUMB CUTE FACE

LOVING TEXTS, BITCH

[text] Did I tell you today that you’re the most adorable? Cause, yeah. [text] Be careful. [text] I’m only saying it because I love you. [text] I’m only saying it because I care about you. [text] Okay, I’m bringing coffee. [text] I’m thinking dinner and a movie later this week? [text] Let me take you out, please? [text] Let me make you dinner tonight. [text] I want you to be happy. [text] You’re always safe with me. [text] I can’t stop thinking about you. [text] I seriously don’t know what I’d do without you. [text] I know you may not feel like you are, but you are loved. And important. Please don’t forget that. [text] It was so good seeing you. [text] You don’t need this shit. [text] I’ll be there in five minutes. [text] Let me help, please? [text] You’re important to me. [text] Stop falling asleep in the bathtub. You’re going to drown and die and leave me and I’m not having that. [text] I would gladly watch Netflix and eat Thai with you any day. [text] I’d give up my phone charger AND the last piece of gum for you. That’s love. [text] Hey beautiful no judgment but why is there a bucket of KFC chicken in the bathtub??

ANGRY TEXTS, BITCH

[text] If you don’t want me to bust your window, I suggest you answer the phone. Now. [text] To quote Mean Girls, you’re a fugly slut. [text] Are you SERIOUSLY bringing that up right now!? [text] Lose my number, asshole. [text] You’re so predictable and obnoxious. And it’s not only me who thinks so. [text] …The least you could do is answer, wtf. [text] You’re a piece of shit human being and an even worse friend. [text] This is YOUR FAULT. And you can’t even pretend like it isn’t, because you know it is. [text] Why couldn’t you just stay out of it? [text] Holy fucking shit, take a hint, asshole. [text] Go fuck yourself. [text] What the fucking hell is wrong with you? [text] You can take your stuff back as long as I don’t light it on fire first. [text] I have cramps and a migraine so you do NOT want to mess with me right now [text] Bye and have a very fuck you day

SEXY TEXTS, BITCH

[text] Just let me suck your dick and be happy. Let me have this. [text] Why are you so hot…like honestly, it’s not fair. [text] Yeah, you looked good in your [dress/shirt/pants] last night but really, they looked way better on my floor. [text] Come over. With condoms. [text] You should come over, clothing optional. [text] I feel like a nasty slut and I LOVE IT [text] Sorry I got drunk and texted you about my sex life [text] Sex on a rooftop - trashy or adventurous? [text] If you’re not at my apartment, shirtless, in five minutes, I will be personally offended. [text] I don’t think he likes that I’m always sending him pictures of me in my bra but he needs to get it together [text] It’ll be like The Notebook, except with way more of my penis. [text] I didn’t know that all of his brothers would be hot and musically inclined, too. That’s a dick move on behalf of biology. [text] I DON’T WANT YOUR DICK. I WANT BRUNCH. [text] So is it your turn now to pretend like dating someone else would stop us from fucking? [text] I just need some of your time and all of your body. [text] I am available for nakedness [text] I think about [him/her/them] when I masturbate so I guess you could call it love

DRUNK TEXTS, BITCH

[drunk text] So wat are you really over me no w [drunk text] AND I UNFOLLOWED YOU ON INSTAGRAM TOO, BITCH [drunk text] You are my queen and my savior and I love you forever [drunk text] You are the most beautiful girl I have ever known [drunk text] I’m eating macaroni and cheese on a slice of pizza and autocorrect just wrote that text for me pretty much, what’s your night like [drunk text] Listen up slut, you’re one hot piece of ass and if [he/she/they] doesn’t realize it, it’s their loss [drunk text] but what’s the point of a Disney sing off party if you’re not here. You have to be be the Pumbaa to my Timon [drunk text] Can you pls remind me tomorrow of how much of a fool I made myself tonight [drunk text] FUCK YOU YOU’RE GORGEOUS [drunk text] I think maybe you and me should like go out and eat pizza or something check yes or no [drunk text] Please don’t hate me I’m too tired and too dizzy to be hated [drunk text] I hate (him/her) but less when I’m drinking. Thanks, alcohol. [drunk text] Omf g you need to get over here now I think I’m dyin [drunk text] SWEEEEEEEET CAROLINE

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EVER WONDER WHAT MY MUSE SAYS ABOUT YOURS?

Send me a symbol.

📖 for what my muse would write about yours in their diary. 📷 for what my muse would say to the paparazzi about yours. 💋 for what my muse would say to the person trying to woo your muse. 🔪 for the eulogy my muse would give for yours. 💌 for a letter my muse would write to yours. 📫 for a letter my muse would write about yours to a third party. 📨 for a text my muse would send to yours. 💬 for a text my muse would send to yours to a third party. 💀 for what my muse would say upon hearing about your muse’s death. 👪 for what my muse would say to your muse’s child about them. 👊 for what my muse would say upon hearing yours has been arrested. 💒 for the toast my muse would give at your muse’s wedding.

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“ me? surrender? for what,   might i ask? haha, die?   that’s funny. you’re funny! “

the girl simply laughed; raising a thin brow at the strangely cloaked man. to have her die or surrender was a hilarious thought. he looked like he was probably a literal twig underneath all that cloak and helmet. fingers reached for her sword; gripping the hilt behind the door in slender digits.

" and to just what are you   asking me to surrender to?   not that i will. i’ll think about it. “

Zant was not there for any sort of a bounty. He was in the area for a complete and total takeover of the area. Darkness spread like a plague, so thick it could even possibly choke any passersby. Shadow Beasts shrieked outside. They were dragging any and all civilians whom had been outside away, kicking and screaming. The real issue was their leader, a figure just over seven feet tall, wearing a peculiar helmet and unusual clothes. “I am giving you a choice,” he spoke in a deep voice, a slight accent could be noted. “Surrender or die. It is very simple.” Zant had been addressing the whole settlement, not just the figure standing behind her door.

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i found the perfect real life fc for mera look at this babe. yesssssssssssss.

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Let's do a weird headcanon thing