the day this ship gains more traction is the day im free because WHERE ARE MY PEOPLE
THEY LITERALLY HOLD ON
HE SHARED WITH HIM
YAP? THEY YAP. THEY YAP IN THIS EPISODE. ABOUT OSCARS TRASH COLLECTION N WHATEVER. I REMEMBER IT.
PLEAAAAASE GUYS PLEASE PLEAAE PPLEASE HEAR ME OUT ON THIS SHIP
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No context but I ship Timothy Casket and Danny Johnson (Ghostface from dead by daylight)
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Writing Prompt/Imagine Your OTP
Person A: "Dance with me."
Person B: "I...can't dance."
A: "Then let me teach you."
B: "And if I fall?"
A: "Then let the music catch us together."
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got some fancy new reading glasses for computer use from a company that knows either too little or too much about their market
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Otp prompt #71
As the weather gets colder, Person B is constantly reminded that Person A does not know how to dress for the temperature. Person A insists they’re fine in shorts, though B can see the visual shivers racking their body. A insists they don’t need a jacket, but a long night spent outside ends with numb arms and rosy skin.
As a result, Person B constantly brings extra clothes with them when going out with A. An extra pair of sweatpants, a hoodie, and on the rare occasion they do forget to bring extra, they won’t hesitate to force their own jacket onto A.
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It was the most beautiful room Link had ever seen.
Link could hear the other soldiers conversing about the room, but it was hard to focus on their words. All of his attention was captured by the treasure trove before him. He stepped further into the room and stared in awe at the glory before him.
The conversation behind him quieted. General Impa stepped up and touched his arm. "Captain. Link. Are you all right? What's wrong?"
What was wrong? Wrong? How could anything be wrong with this before them?
"I'm fine, General," Link said absently. The more he looked, the more he found. It was amazing! "Everything is fine."
Everything was fantastic.
"Link," Impa said, and the amount of concern in her voice struck Link as odd but not of immediate importance. Not compared to this glorious room.
"General Impa," Lana said, and when had she joined them? "It's okay. I know what the problem is. Link, did you want to call the boys? I'm sure they wouldn't want to miss this."
Link lit up. How could he have forgotten them? They would love this! Before Impa could manage more than a frustrated protest, Link threw his head back and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Boys!"
Impa was arguing with Lana about something behind him, but more importantly, Link heard the familiar rumble of Tune's and Mask's running steps. They knew to book it when they heard that tone from Link. Link forced himself to wait patiently even as everything inside him burned with the delightful desire to move.
"Captain!" Tune called, running up to Link. He reached Link first just because his legs were still longer than Mask's. "Captain, what's..." Tune reached Link and saw the room. His eyes widened. He stuttered to a stop. "Wrong?"
"Hey!" Mask burst out, sprinting to their sides. "What the hell?"
Link caught the exact moment that Mask saw the treasure trove. The boy gasped and grabbed Link's arm.
Beaming, Link grabbed the hilt of his sword. His boys immediately did the same. "All ours, kiddos."
Mask was too awestruck to even care about the nickname. Impa threw up her hands. "It is just a room of pots!"
The trio didn't hear her. Lana sighed and shrugged. "It's a hero thing."
The countless pots shimmered before them. The trio whipped out their blades. With wild war cries, they charged.
"They're pots," Impa repeated, baffled, and then had to dodge a flying ceramic shard.
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