#I’ve got more but I’m a little too tired to articulate them all rn

[adrift-in-thyme]

Do you have any hylink headcanons :3

Hehe why yes I do ;)

- Their relationship verges on forbidden. Mortals and gods aren’t technically supposed to fall in love. So they’re forced to keep it a secret. They do…okay at it. Everyone can tell something is going on by the lovey dovey eyes and the way they talk to each other. (People guessing what’s going on eventually leads to Link’s framing and subsequent imprisonment — at least in part. They get jealous of him being the goddess’ favorite.)

- They’re both love adventure so whenever they sneak off to be together you can find them somewhere outside. From exploring Faron Woods to hiking up Death Mountain and getting lost in Lanayru Mines, they do it all. But their favorite thing is to get on Crimson and fly together

- They’re both naturally drawn to the sky. Link told Hylia once that he dreamt of being able to live there. She promised him that one day they would

- Link composed the Ballad of the Goddess for Hylia as a way to show her how much he loved her. And she composed the Song of the Hero for him.

- Before his imprisonment, they were actually skirting the topic of marriage. Neither really knew how to make it work but they were willing to try

- They shared their first kiss in a tree in the Faron Woods. A Kikwi spying nearby got embarrassed and squealed so loud it scared the crap out of them. They fell out of the tree

- And on a more angsty note…although Hylia withdrew during Link’s imprisonment (because she knew she couldn’t save him and it hurt too much to watch him going through so much) she was always looking out for him. She would lessen his pain whenever she could and frequently watched over him while he slept.

- To end with some fluff…Hylia has a mischievous, playful streak and enjoys hiding things for Link to find. It’s their own, personal little game. She hides things, he finds them all and teases her about concealing them in places like pots and grass.

[assholemurphy]

annnnndddd i’m incredibly drunk once again. this may v well be a weekly thing, tbh. so, i doubt i’ll be answering asks/messages much tonight (i’ll get to a few, but nothing that requires a lot of like, intricate detail or articulation, sorry) bc i rly need to sleep.

i spent quite a bit of the night talking to pb and holding his hands. both of them. the dumbass just let’s me be physical with him and i’m so fucking happy bc i’ve never had a friend who let my drunk (and occasionally sober) ass be affectionate with them, esp not physically. i love this man, he means the world to me, and i’d do anything for him. i’m sure you cats are like, tired of me rambling abt him, but you need to know how important he is to me and what a big part of my life he is. i don’t think i’ll ever love anyone as much as i love him, and it’s completely platonic and he gets that and doesn’t think i’m secretly in love with him and that means so much bc it means i get to show how much i care abt him w/o worrying it’ll make things weird. i’m so glad he understands me enough to know how much i can care for someone w/o being ‘in love’ with them bc no one else i’ve ever cared abt has understood that. god, this man is the best thing that’s ever happened to me. i don’t think i’ll ever make a friend who gets me as well as he does. just- god, he’s my best friend and i’ll never stop trying to show him how much i love him bc honestly, he needs to know that he’s loved bc he’s a little bit fucked just like the rest of my spacekru and god, i just want him to know how much he means to me. he’s the bellamy of my spacekru (and even tho he’s never seen the 100 and doesn’t understand that reference, it doesn’t make it any less significant). i mean, ik i ship murphamy and will forever, but my personal bellamy and i (i’m obvs the murphy of the group) are nothing but platonic and you don’t know how important it is to me to have a friend that i don’t have to worry abt romantic feelings ruining our friendship. he’s never going to be in love with me and i’m never going to be in love with him and i just- it means so damn much to know that i can be sappy and cuddly and sweet with him and that he’ll never think i’m trying to fuck him or that i want more than what we already have. that literally means the world to me. 

i mean, i could be in love with him, if i rly, rly tried to be, i guess, like if i made myself consider it as a real possibility and made myself think of him that way, but i don’t and don’t plan to ever. platonic love means so much more to me than romantic love will ever. he’s helped me become a better, healthier person already and i hope to one day return the favor. i’m determined to get better, to fix myself, so that i can help him, too, bc he’s done so much for me already that i’ll never be able to repay him. he’s cared abt me more than anyone else ever has and i just- god, i love this man. i’ll never stop loving this man. and he just lets me be sappy and gross every time i get drunk and never judges me for it. he’s my danny and i’m his issabella and there will never be anything but platonic feelings between us and it is the most freeing feeling in the world knowing i can openly care abt him and he won’t think i’m in love with him. i’m rly not and he knows and respects that and it’s just- i’ve never been able to be this affectionate and caring with anyone i’ve ever been friends with, regardless of how much i’ve cared abt them (tho, i’ve never cared abt anyone half as much as i care abt him and the rest of my spacekru) and it just means. so. damn. much.

god, i’ve got the best fucking friends ever. i’ll never stop loving them. they mean the world to me and i’d do anything for/to protect them.

as for writing, idk how much i’ll get done tomorrow bc i’ve got a paper to write and maybe some play directing stuff to get done (it doesn’t absolutely have to be done until like, spring break, but i’d like to get ahead on it, so i might work on some of it tomorrow) but once i get that done, i’ll probs start writing bc i rly want to write a fuckton recently. i’ll probs start on another murphamy kinkmeme prompt fill, either teacher/student teasing or touch avoidant!murphy, but perhaps accidental voyeurism, maybe. idk which (you’re welcome to send me an ask telling me which you’d prefer to see first, tho, i’m always welcome to suggestions from all of you cats). but once i get all of those filled, bc they’re what’s taking the most part of my insp right now, i’ll probs start on iu chap 9. i rly want to update that soon. then probs the drabble prompts in my askbox, then tal chap 13. unless i do the drabble prompts in between stuff. actually, i think i’m gonna try writing a bit for one of them right now, before bed, maybe. idk, tho, i might just pass out. i did tell pb i would go to bed. but i mean, i could also write. it’s a toss up.

i’ll figure it out in the next 30 min, tho, and if i disappear it’s bc i went to bed. if not, i’m probs writing the drabble prompt for ‘i could watch you ride me all day’ bc that’s what i’ve got insp for rn. it’s gonna be bottom!bell bc i’m rly, rly feeling that right now and i don’t get much of an excuse to write that often, even tho i absolutely love it. (like, i will never turn down a prompt for bottom!bell, unless it’s rapey or something gross, but otherwise, i’m ALWAYS open to bottom!bell prompts.)