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I think the idea of the links fighting to be dads is one of the best things I have ever read and I'm so glad people are interested in it enough to send ask I cast appreciation spell on every single one of you. I just wanted to share my own thoughts.

I picture Sky's kid just being a mini sky tbh. Not necessarily on features so to speak, but the idea of a small sleepy baby that likes to take naps all of the time so 🥰. I imagine that it's also a bit chubby, no particular reason just to give it that little 'cute' push. Sky taking little naps with his baby, and the kid is swaddled up in his sailcloth while he holds them in his arms (reader (and the rest of the chain) get worried and watches over him in the beginning bc they were worried that he'd accidentally drop them, lemme just say his grip does not slip). Better yet, Sky swaddles the baby to his back so that he could have his hands free, and Sky just walks around with this cute little tater tot looking over his shoulder curiously. Call 911 anon died in aisle 6. I picture sky's first born being a son who's just as in touch with their emotions as he is. Imagine the baby inherits the soft hair texture I could cry.

Legend <3. I can only picture legend having a girl, I don't know why there's just no way that man is not a girl dad. I don't really have any ideas on what his kid would look like, but I like to imagine they get his eyes bc I'm really biased and love the lavender (periwinkle?, light purple bitch) eyes. I swear his pros and cons are just

'con: has unresolved trauma, kinda mean tbh, house is filled with dangerous items, might have to share house with weird rabbit guy (seems nice), does he even like kids??

Pro: really pretty eyes, has a lot of stuff and experience protecting/housing things, doesn't wear pants/easy access'

I know you say all of his kids end up really snarky and mean, I offer you 'baby takes after reader and is the literal personification of sunshine'. I'm talking full social butterfly, it would normally makes him sick, but that's his baby, it's different. He would absolutely gently tell his kids to cover their ears/go play elsewhere before going for someone's throat (verbally or physically).

I agree with the whole Cal/Safe/Wild have no clue which one is the father whenever their baby is born because it's like 'they have my nose' 'dude we all have that nose'.

I'm going to get a lot of backlash for saying this: but the only reason why Sage would ever get a 'pro' from me is because he would take his shirt off. And I'm sure if reader ever asked any of the chain to take their shirt off like 'skin to skin contact is good for the baby' 'say no more' you would never see a shirt I'm that household ever again. I'm sorry no I'm not, but Sage to me is the type of father to look at reader breastfeeding their infant and get jealous because it's not him. I hope you all sleep good with that thought.

Lastly on the trio, I imagine their kids to be the trouble makers. Absolutely no one is surprised to hear that, but their kids are guaranteed to give them and reader a few early grey hairs. It's almost like karma for them being so chaotic in their time, Twilight is laughing because Wild finally understands. Wild is still absolutely living up to his name still, but he's also not irresponsible either, he would never forgive himself if him and his antics were ever the reason his kid got unnecessarily injured, even if it's a part of growing up (This also applies to Sage as well, Cal lets them get the childhood he never got but is much more watchful of his babies than the other two, old habits and everything)

Offhand thought. I imagine Wild, Sage, Time, and *shudders* Koridai's kids to be the escape artists. I'm not necessarily talking teenagers sneaking out of windows, I'm talking about toddlers getting into everything. These kids without a doubt always find a way to get out of their crib by themselves, either sliding under the bar, learning to climb early, or doing something, to crawl into their parents' bed unannounced, scaring the mess out of the pair. That little sliding door you put on the pool ladder? They learn how to climb onto the side. You put something out of reach? They get a stool. They're so smart, but only when it's to get into something guaranteed to greet you with a huge mess with them sitting in the middle innocently.

Finally, the person I was originally here for: Hyrule my beloved. Okay so you know how I went on about Sky's baby having certain features because I thought it was cute, I also have certain feelings about Hyrule's. I'm a very big fan of Sky and Hyrule with freckles, and the idea of Hyrule's baby being absolutely littered with freckles is so adorable.

You also mentioned that the baby would probably also be part fairy and I get that, lets add more. You'd think with reader not being a fairy, and Hyrule only being part, that the baby would only be like 25% right? Right? Hyrule's genes kicked in again, this baby is very much a fairy. I like to imagine that since they'd be raised by a non-fairy and a fairy that's very good at masking, they'd be very cute and mostly 'normal', but because they're not human the baby's just a bit... off. What trait did I assign this fictional fairy child? Eye contact. It's not really noticeable when they're a small baby, but as they start to grow up a bit their eyes look a bit different, in a way that almost no one can pinpoint. That's not what really gets them though, what gets most people is the almost unwavering gaze of this small child, as if analyzing their every move at all moments, studying them like they're test subjects. Because of this, Hyrule's kid gets really good at mimicking the people around them and blending into hylian society really well, the eye contact problem is never really fully solved though.

I picture reader not even noticing this though, like this is my baby, isn't it cute🥰? I made this all by myself, look at their freckles! And the baby is staring at you with the wrath of god. Hc can also apply to Courage since he's based off of Hyrule, I gave Kori one and it's only fair. Courage absolutely is aware of his kid's special trait, and absolutely uses it to intimate people either for fun or for information.

Last thought bc Hyrule's blood curse is a thing: where is reader giving birth? I hope for them it's in a town because if not? I hope Hyrule (healing) and Twilight (probably knows the most about birth, granted it was animals but still, can also take reader squeezing his hand) are going to be really close with reader soon.

I pick them out because I absolutely don't think that reader would want like 11 men and a teenage boy around them while they go through egregious amounts of pain.

I bring this up because if Hyrule still has the blood curse and it extends to his child, how is that going to work when reader inevitably gives birth (since, y'know, blood). I know the easiest answer is just 'baby doesn't get the curse' but imagine Hyrule just silently dying the entire pregnancy because he's the only person that knows about his curse. I feel like at some point he would tell reader, just so they're aware and can be cautious if it turns out to be his.

Also labor is also like really dangerous, especially in medieval times where mortality is high. I imagine if anything when wrong at any point imagine sunset but cranked up to 11, especially if Sage is there. The group better hope it ends up being his kid because if it's not, he's picking a fight immediately, pinning reader's injuries on the Link in question. Reader's hurt, he's stressed, and he can't fight the problem so he's going for the next best thing.

That's it bye.

gently cradles the spell and gives it a little smooch. thank you <3

Sky's kid absolutely takes after him in every way. The sailcloth is turned into one of those baby wraps and it never leaves his person. Actually, it only leaves Sky when it's on Reader whose cradling their baby <3 They probably sleep all the time with their chubby little cheeks and their chubbier little fingers. Sky was totally a chubby kid and so is his baby. I'm making it canon bc I'm actually nintendo isn't that crazy (I'm not I'm just delulu). Imagine Sky just rocking in place, cooing gently at his kid as the sun cascades over him fdnfofhig MY OVARIES ARE SCREAMING- (His grip is iron clad and that kid doesn't so much as slip.) When they get older, I can see him doing the back swaddle, but when their so little and so fragile, nuh-uh. He's keeping them front and center no matter what. In his direct line of sight. His first born is probably a son with his same doe eyes and his same perfect cheeks. I am also crying.

Legend. That gorgeous rat bastard. I can also only picture him having a girl. Look at him. He screams girl dad. With the bows in his hair and the tea parties and the dresses and the painted nails. All him. His kid probably has a light strawberry blond hair, yk, and the most gorgeous periwinkle eyes. His trauma is kinda bad, but it gives him flavor. And his mean streak means his kid also gives zero shits and is just as mean as him. Like, have yall seen that meme where the dad is like visibly angry and the baby turns, sees the dad, turns back and mirrors his expression to a T. That's Legend's kid. Also, sharing house with weird rabbit guy? You mean you have a free babysitter??? He doesn't like other peoples kids. Just yours and his <3

Okay I'm reading this as I respond and I just got to this Reader and baby are literal sunshine to Legend's asshole motive and vhnoffofo YES. His baby is the type of kid that forces him to be friendly with other kid's parents. Its so different when its his baby. Because it's his. Duh. He is so gentle with his kids, gently urging them along before decimating Kathy and her turd-stomping, shit-stained, crotch Goblin Anthony who dared to push his kid. (I have nothing against Kathy's or anthony's I swear) He eventually becomes the PTA president. Calling it now. Just to spite Kathy.

ITS SO FUNNY LIKE- "those are definitely my eyes." "For the love of Hylia Sage WE ALL HAVE THOSE EYES-"

:( Damn you for being the only one of us reasonable enough to see all of Sage's red flags. And it's not like I paid ninety dollars for TotK to see him with clothes on. That's crazy talk. But you bet Sage is burning all of shirts in the back. No questions asked. He absolutely does get jealous just a little and I sleep great with that though :) (I'm so delusional. Red is just such a pretty color :)) But, Sage is also the kind of dad to take the quiet moments with his kid. He's sitting in a rocking chair, gently cradling his son (He'd have a boy) and practically crying. Like there are tears in his eyes because he finally got his family. And he is so, so grateful.

Their kids are D E M O N S to Hyrule. Wild is living up to his name in the sense that he has to out crazy his kid to cancel out his kids crazy so they don't kill themselves. Like if their kid is launching themselves off a tree, he is literally shield surfing down a hill, catching his kid mid fall and angling it so they land in a pond. All while his kid is screaming again again!. If the urge to do something crazy hits him, he's far away from home where his kid would never ever see him and not get inspired by his dumb shit. Cal lets them do a little more, but he's quiet in the background, waiting to pounce and save them as opposed to pulling off some great save (Cough Sage and Wild cough) He's stopping the danger before it has a chance to happen.

The disrespect on Koridai's name...Totally valid. Nah, Wild, Sage Time and Koridai's kids are all the toddlers whose playpens need lids that are weighed down with boulders and still manage to sneak out. (Sage's kids eat through the pen). All of the Links' kids are smart, it comes with the territory, but something about those four? Their just...?!?!? Fours kids are also really book smart, but so common sense stupid. And it only applies when it's a guaranteed mess.

Lmao I can see it now. One time, Sage's kids decide to hide under their parents bed and send them in mass hysteria bc they can't??? Find??? Their??? KIDS?!?!? Sage is screaming, crying, freaking out that it was all a dream and pulling at his hair, crying over the loss of his babies and they just pop out like 'what's bitchin' papa?'

They don't sleep in their own bed for six months after that incident.

HYRULE HFCIFH

Hyrule has freckles. For sure. His kid has freckles. For sure. Why? I'm nintendo. Duh. OKAY OKAY IM HEARING YOU OUT- Like instead of his gene's getting watered down, it's being amplified. Even as a baby, the kid is just staring like it knows what your thinking. It's kind of off putting, but bc its Hyrule's baby it's fine bc their so cute. When their a toddler, their watching any visitor without fail. Like O-O the whole time. Hyrule's kid is the best at charades bc they are so good at mimicking ( I feel like he's also a girl dad idk. Or a really soft boy like Sky). This kid is just the O-O kid for the rest of their life sorry not sorry.

Reader loves all their kids whether their freckled O^O kids or kids that eat through wooden bars to get to the cookie jar. Because it's a case of I made them! :) Their all mine. No one cares about a dad. N O O N E.

Courage absolutely holds his baby up and is using them as a threat. "Oh, you don't wanna talk? That's fine. I figured you'd wanna meet my kid. They eat souls :)" And the kid is just OuO

Look...The town idea is cool, but imagine them on the road and Reader goes into birth. That's so funny to me. Like it's eleven heroes, who have faced Death themself and won and their all freaking out. Sage is shaking Wild, making even hitting him a little. Sky is crying and squeezing Wars, who is also crying. Hyrule is freaking out on the inside along with Twilight bc omg their the only ones who can actively help? Time is the backbone, holding Reader and letting them squeeze his hand. Four is one look at blood away from fainting. Cal is paler than pale. Legend is the one pacing and cursing and What are we going to DO?!?

Wind is caught between 'My mom is so metal-' To 'Oh my goddess above is that NORMAL?!"

Sure, Wind is a teenage boy but he's also mom's favorite. I don't make the rules. He's gonna be there. In the back. Behind mom so he doesn't have to see it. But he's there! :D

Hyrule probably freaks out over the whole blood bit and when panic questioned about by others (Bc he probably does let Reader know early pregnancy), he just blurts it. Like lays it right there on the table.

Labor is super dangerous. Even with things like fairies, and potions and magic. Sage is one thousand percent more dangerous during this times. If it's his kid? He's demanding the absolute best for them and Reader. If not? Then how come that Link isn't doing more? This is their kid, is it not? Then he should be ensuring the utmost safety for Reader. His stressed energy has to go somewhere and their just the unfortunate outlets.

Ugh this is all so delicious I love it sm anon

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Making Incorrect H:SR Quotes Until I Run Out of (hopefully) Original Ideas - Pt. 6

[Pt. 1] [Pt. 2] [Pt. 3] [Pt. 4] [Pt. 5]

[killjoy-prince]

House M.D. but it's when a character says the name of the episode

[bottlecap-joe-spooky]

Man he really likes those apples. Must feel nice just crunching through all that red stuff. Kinda fruity ngl.

Versions (and the iconic apple interview) under the cut

Though, it would be even better with white frills on it.

It's SO fruity even his daughter knows about it

[wildstar25]

MiqoMarch Day 26 - Faith

Though she is constantly reminded of her status being blessed by the goddess- Hydaelyn's chosen, as they called it - Arsay maintained a reluctance to allow her fate to be subject to the will of any higher being. Instead it is her friends, her family, whom Arsay puts her absolute faith in. Their bond is the greater gift by far.

[professionallyyappinabtangst]

Have You Met Them Yet

TW: mentions of inversion, character death, implied character death, cursing, guilt blaming (I probly missed some.. please click off if you find something that triggers you!) mentions of characters' actions(good and bad) {I don't know any southern slang- don't execute me..} {the ending feels a little rushed- I'm ngl}

it's my mission to make you cry let me know I how did!

I had a lot of fun writing this.. so um enjoy your readings! (no joking triggers this is a bit more serious than my regular writing style)

I met a person.. My person and of course like most of my relationships in this cursed.. After life. It started on the wrong foot. It seems a lot of stuff starts on the wrong foot nowadays.. Hmm.. Mamaw.. I don’t know why but I called them Darlin’ it just slipped out.. Then I encouraged them to do something stupid instead of telling their alpha. In which he found out later, but for now I'll focus on the beginning,  after we met and traded numbers.. I wanted to aid them in the search of that bastard.. I know you’re turning in your grave hearing me curse right now..

  And I'm sorry for that memaw.. Speaking of Bright and Fredrick they’re doing better.. I’ve been repairing and trying to compensate for how I acted toward Bright.. I don’t know if the dead can mess with the living.. But I felt you pinch my ear.. Haha. I wouldn’t be surprised- if you alone could.. But southern grandmas are like that. But I'm getting off track, one night I called darlin’ with some information, however when I called. It sounded like they were in pain.. Nowadays these ears don’t miss much- then again, they didn’t miss much back then either... But turns out.. My darlin’ hm.. Got into a fight with some vamps… they survived but got badly injured. They were acting recklessly.. And maybe it was the healer in me- or something else.. But unsurprisingly I practically drilled them with questions and eventually got some answers. That didn’t stop them from making it ten times harder than needed. But you could say I liked that about them. After all, in a way, we were still strangers to each other. 

Darlin was badly injured and needed some help and I’m pretty sure they were planning on bleeding out to death on their couch. And honestly, it seemed in character for them. That being said.. It wouldn’t have felt right on my conscious knowing I could’ve helped but sat around doing nothing about it. But I couldn’t just up and leave after all I chose to take responsibility for the newborns at the time. So I pulled some strings and got Vincent to look after them while I stepped out for a bit. You remember Vincent, right? Tall and annoying, with a heart in the right place- when he’s not being a little shit.. And now he’s got backup, that partner of his is just as devious.

Nonetheless, I made my way over there, you know my bedside manner ain’t never been as good as yours Ma. But it got the job done. Hell, I even made a little joke, if they stopped getting themselves in life-threatening situations. I’d improve my bedside manner… and for a while, they didn’t get in trouble. They called me and wanted to meet me. I didn’t know why at the time but they sounded troubled. So I went over, to figure out what was wrong. You know me Ma, putting my head where it doesn’t belong. And once again I put the newborns on Vincent. I’m slowly running out of favors with that boy. What we talked about was less than savory, Blood bonds aren’t rare but when they happen between a wolf and a vampire. After all, we tend to distance ourselves from each other… have I ever explained what a blood bond is to you Ma? 

I don’t think so, but whenever a vamp and another vamp come into contact with each other's blood almost always a bond is formed. Between 2 vampires you always know where the other is no matter what. However, between a wolf and a vamp, it’s a little different because of the 2 different types of magic at play. In the rare case that a bond is formed you get something different. You only know the location when the blood is outside of the body. And it seemed my companion, and Quinn formed a bond after their last encounter. And with that in mind. I practically begged them to stay safe, before I could finish my ‘’ friendly ‘’ chat. William called and someone wanted to speak to me. Hah.. I didn’t know David Shaw wanted to speak to me. It was surprising and sightly expected..  I went back to tell them some make-shift excuse, that I had to leave. And when he called I answered- and he asked to speak in person. And I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t intimidated. He’s much bigger in person then what they give him credit for. 

Ha.. that night the only question he had for me was ‘’ Is My Pack Member Okay? ‘’ despite Darlin’ not feeling a part of said pack.. They cared about them. David wanted to get the full story/ at the time we only had parts.. David told me his and I told him mine. From what I learned their relationship with Quinn was more than friends if you catch my drift Ma; and my Darlin was done with him when they found out what and how he viewed humans. Not only did Darlin leave him, but they also reported him to the department. In return, he attacked their friend Darlin arrived in time to save them. But Quinn got away-  though Darlin fed him the lie Quinn was caught.. He heard about Fred and Bright and got curious.. And surprise surprise the truth came to the light… hm.

      David then told me he planned on confronting them that day after all he knew where they lived. I was given a choice- and I chose to warn them… I thought they’d hate me. I don’t know why but I did. But Darlin proved me wrong, they called and invited me over. When I got there they looked like a kicked puppy….Pun unintended.. I’m quite sure I’ve told you the story of Alexis repeatedly.. And god knows.. But because I knew the story of Darlin and Quinn I thought it’d only be fair for them to know the story of Alexis and I. how my descent into the after-after life started.  

And next thing I knew we were on the couch and I was staring into their eyes. God their eyes.. Were so fucking beautiful that night. I think that night is when I finally realized I loved them. Maybe it was before that.. I don’t know- but at that moment, I let all those feelings out. And my darlin’ let theirs out. And we fell asleep there on that couch, ( and if you’re wondering it's the same couch they almost bleed out on. ) but back to the story.. The next morning we awoke on the couch snuggled up against each other. And the plan was to hopefully leave before the sun rose. But when you’re with someone you care about you lose sight of time. 

I’ll save you some of the sappy details, that you’ve probably been told already.. Ha..- eventually I wanted to make Darlin some food just before our day of comfort and clarity ended. And well- they didn’t have anything and I mean anything. How do you have a fridge full of condiments? But no food.. My Darlin was always a confusing person. But I’m sure they had a good heart.. But before I left I wanted to make sure they had a least a decent meal.. You know me Ma. 

I would’ve just taken them to the store… but this damn immortality and practical allergy to the sun. Made that impossible and they wouldn’t have gone on their own. So I pulled out the more reasonable idea and with all this damn tech. You thought it was confusing back then.. But it’s only gotten worse now, like how many iPhones does one person need? Then the whole controller vs pc argument. There's just so much and this old man can’t keep up with it. Darlin tried to help me with it..but the lord bless their heart. But with this little knowledge, have i learned how to use a delivery app. I’ll admit, I struggled a bit- but we got the food Darlin wanted ordered.  And wasted the rest of the day cuddling on the couch.. A few days later, I invited Darlin over hopefully I could encourage healthier eating habits. Even if I had to roast them over the fire. At the time they knew what a fully stocked fridge and pantry looked like now. The newborns were finally adjusted in the best way possible.. I don’t think anyone could adjust best in this afterlife especially not the way the 2 of them were brought into it.

 Just as the the newborns were getting used to being vamps Darlin was slowly but surely adjusting back to pack life. They used to say knowing they care about me doesn’t help me feel like they care about me.. They were just so used to doing it on their own but they were getting used to everything again. 

In a random twist of events, darlin invited me to their pack solstice. You know the whole moon-bound sun-bound shit... We didn’t have to worry about that when we were alive.. After all, freelancers kinda go with the flow..  Nevertheless, I wasn’t expecting to get an invite to their pack solstice.. I didn’t want to invade their fun.. You know? A vamp at an all-wolf party? 

I was hesitant till Darlin said David wanted me there. I didn’t want to let him down. Had I not encouraged Darlin to speak up instead of shutting down I probably wouldn’t have gotten the information. 

And as much as I wanted to deepen our relationship. Mentally I couldn’t, darlin understood.. They always did. So in the upcoming days, I went to the solstice and well.. It reminded me how anti-social I am.. Ha, Darlin left to go get a drink and I nearly had an anxiety attack. The Shaw pack is good people they still are.. Even now with everything that has happened.. But Asher tried to make me feel comfortable.. And kinda made an ass of himself..

Milo came over as crowd control. And Asher of course made a short joke which in turn made Milo retaliate with an invite to watch Asher get his ass beat. At that moment I didn’t what to say. And eventually, they wandered off.. And David found his way over to me- he was glad I came. And made a joke about Darlin.. I wonder if they went out to in fact fight a bear.. But Darlin came back with a red cup- they went to get a drink we teased each other. And enjoyed the rest of the night. 

The inversion is still hard to talk about nowadays.. David almost lost his Best friend.. Vincent’s partner had to give up everything or die.. Maybe at that moment, I felt a small jolt of jealousy.. They had that conversation.. They got the choice I didn’t and the choice bright didn’t get. Maybe in that moment.. I felt selfish.. I.. god.. Ma.. you’d think I was a bad grandson.. It was something.. But my Darlin was right there when that ward went down. They were right there, the look they had on their face was just heartbreaking.. Then again everyone they knew and cared for was trapped inside trapped in inside a ward.  And the fucking department was no help. But that wasn’t surprising. Milo’s mate and perhaps a few others are the exception, they know how to do their jobs… and with all that had happened, I just went on a drive.

 I just kept driving, Darlin was busy with everything else doing their best to help their family.. Even if they're still adjusting, they can be just as stubborn as me. But when it was my turn to get some of their care- which I wasn’t aware of at the time. They sat outside waiting for an hour for me to get home. So when I pulled back into my driveway and saw them standing there I realized. How much they cared about me, and in that moment after I handed them the key to my house.. I realized just how much time I was wasting, they weren’t going to live forever for this never-ending game of cat and mouse. So when I handed them that key, I gave it my all. I stopped letting the past dictate everything I do. I wouldn’t let losing you, my parents or Alexis ruin what I had in front of me. 

And I guess Darlin thought the same. They called me their Mate that night. Hearing that would come out of their mouth was, something different.  Knowing something like that and then hearing it come out of someone's mouth hits differently. That night I learned to move on. I learned to accept and grow.. And so did my darlin. And honestly everything was going fine. Till maybe a day or 2 later David called with some information, quinn was supposedly up north.

And as soon as those words left that man's mouth. Darlin shot up like a crack on ice, and when David hung up. They started thinking.. I could it in their eyes. They thinking how far they’d have to go.. How fast they’d get there and how fast they could take him down. I tried my best. Had I not been there, they would have gone after him that night. Had I known any better I’d think they would sneaked out that morning. Hell, they’d get pretty far.. But I should’ve known something was wrong. Maybe.. Just maybe… but I somehow calmed them down. I made them a promise if the department doing do anything.. We’d go after the rat bastard ourselves.. Yeah.. yeah not the smartest thing I could have said in that moment.. But I don’t regret what I said that night. Quinn had caused everyone pain. And he’d been breathing too much and too damn long. 

And for the time being, things were fine. Darlin tried to teach me how to play Smash.. If you remember the last time. We talked about Smash, I lost.. Destroyed.. They beat my ass so bad. I never wanted to play that damn curse of a game again. But Darlin offered to teach me. And by teach they meant watching me struggle. And even laughed a little, as I said.. This old man ain’t used to this. After I got my ass beat a few times by the NPCs I won a game against a different group of NPCs..  everyone needs a break from the games.. Like I don’t know if I could take one more micro transition before losing my mind you know? 

So introducing Darlin to old-fashioned horror movies seemed like the best way to wind down. My big bad wolf kept getting scared out of their fur.. This time the pun was intended. And at this point, we made a habit of falling asleep on that damn couch. But now I can’t stand looking at that damn thing.. Then again I haven’t ever cleared their stuff out of our home… even now that it’s been months.. I can’t bring myself to do it. We moved in together almost a year and some change ago. And every moment of it was bliss. Once again I’ll save you the sappy details. I'm sure you’re gonna get fed them. And other teasing details. I wouldn’t expect any less from my Darlin. Unsurprisingly I got roped into playing Smash again mainly because Milo wanted a rematch. But like I said the pack is good people, and they need a shoulder to lean on.. As much as I do too. The night went by soundly.. Darlin set me up more than once. Which hurts by the way! But seeing them interact with the pack soundly was amazing. 

It was a fun night, but it wasn’t going to last forever.. I wish it did. Over and over.. Day by day.. But no one can change time, no one can fight destiny…. Pun unintended. Maybe a week or 2 darlin got a call from David. After I had to go to work… you already know I work as a restate agent.. Never thought It’d be a path I’d take but here we are.. I wasn’t expecting a lot of things. Quinn had been caught.. He managed to take out 2 of the arresting officers.. But he was brought in, only problem was he had a girl.. And she was on borrowed time. 

And the only person he wanted to see was me. He was refusing Darlin's Acknowledgment.. He had already run from them once. Now he was taking this away from them again…but I knew they needed to be in that room. Somehow, they convinced me everything would be fine. That they’d watch from the glass 

Every word that left his mouth hurt..like hot iron on the skin if I thought he was a monster before. Hearing him talk about Frederick.. And.. I, that girl was the only thing tying me to that room.. One thing I wasn’t expecting, was for him to air out his.. Romantic life with darlin.. You don’t do that to someone you supposedly love- then again he wouldn’t know what love is even if it slapped him in the face. It felt like hours before he shut up.. God I never wanted to punch someone so badly. Maybe that's a bit of a lie.. I’ve met a lot of people I’ve wanted to punch in the face. 

At that moment he just took the cake. I sat there listening to it all cringing.. I wasn’t my Darlin there’s no doubt they thought I was judging them.. I wasn’t. I promise you, the last thing on my mind was judging them. I wanted to leave that room and just hug them, and never let go. Eventually, he shut up.. I guess he realized he wasn’t getting to me. And he told me where that girl was. And with that information, I practically ran through the door. 

I needed to get to them. I wrapped them in a hug, they may have fooled the others with their poker face. But I knew. I saw through it like a glass door. I held them close in that moment. Kissed their temple even. I was doing my best.. I wanted them to feel safe. David helped them while I was in the room with him. He did his best. He promised them he’d get Quinn. I should’ve known the damage was done. I should’ve done so much more than what I did... because just maybe.. Had I tried a little more.. Maybe they.. Would’ve had.. 

They were already going through so much.. And it didn’t get better. After I tried to calm them down and make everything better.. Fucking David called.. With the worst news known to man. The girl was already dead.. She had been for 2 days. All the proof Quinn showed was fake, they were taken before he drained her dry. I was distraught and that creature.. Had taken another life, and his actions would claim another. 

Darlin and David told me. Everything wasn’t for nothing at least that girl's family got closure. I know that should’ve been enough.. But it wasn’t and I hate myself for that.. Me and Darlin drove in silence… ha.. You know Ma.. I’m a bit of a crybaby nowadays.. 

Have you met them yet?.. God, you too would have so much to talk about.. That night when we got home. After David's phone call..we-.. we just needed each other. I hadn’t realized they holding on to so much more than I thought.. People tend to say Stress kills. I just didn’t believe em. Darlin fell asleep in my arms.. They didn’t even try to talk my ears off. They went to sleep with a smile on their face, I should have known.. I.. my Darlin..was gone. I should’ve known.. When their body went cold.. There were so many signs, and I just brushed them off. Had I, just noticed something sooner than I did.. You guys wouldn’t be meeting as fast as you are.. They had so many years left. Darlin.. Hearing that girl didn’t make it. Having to relive everything.. To be exposed like that in front of the people you care about.. You were under so much.. I should’ve done better.. But you can’t take back the past. Only learn from it. 

I love you..you brought your light to this darkened cowboy's life. You showed there so much more to life. Then living in the past. So I came here, to tell you both.. I love you more than anything. And I would have loved to give you my last name in due time. 

Sam stands and places Red Orchids on the gravestone. As his tears rolled down his face. 

‘’ My big bad wolf.. With a heart of gold..’’

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WC: 3.5K (or if you wanna get specific 3504) another thing. the flower choice was very specific

[whollyjoly]

for some reason i can't explain i know saint peter won't call my name

nothing that lives, lives forever - an immortal soldier!alton more au

(1.1k of snippets from my old guard(ish) au where alton more is old, too old, and has been living and fighting far longer than anyone should. full description/other thoughts at the bottom. tw: blood, violence, mentions of death)

Alton clicked the lighter closed, running a thumb over the silver case. The night was warm, sticky in a way that he never could get used to. He sucked in a breath from the cheap cigarette, letting his head fall back against the rough side of the barracks.

It was quiet. Typically, there would be no end to the commotion coming from the small building, one of many that littered Camp Toccoa. The wall of sound was ever-present, no matter if it was shouting or laughing or snoring. But whatever the cause, there was always noise. 

No matter if it was a blanket of noise he knew well, unchanging except for the language and the scenery. Soldiers are soldiers, and some things are a constant. It could almost be comforting, if it didn’t also mean that the need for soldiers was a constant as well.

However, tonight was a Saturday, and it was one of the few weekends that Sobel had allowed Easy the use of their weekend passes. Almost every man in the company had jumped at the chance to get off base, to travel home if they could and spend time with loved ones. The ones with farther-flung hometowns had spirited off to Atlanta, happy to spend their time drinking and dancing and fucking instead of slogging through another run, three miles up, three miles down.

Normally, Alton would have joined them in their carousing - it was easier to pass the time with the effortless camaraderie built during a training camp than bored and alone. 

But today had been a bad day. The sound of swords and the shift of sand beneath his feet followed him out of his nightmares, the humid summer of Georgia morphing itself into the baking, dry heat of the desert. 

His shouts must have been real, because when a hand came to shake him out of his dream, the first face he saw was not that of a grouchy NCO, but of a blood-caked Saracen, eyes alight with righteous fury. 

Alton didn’t think. He had grabbed the knife from under his pillow, an old thing that had been sharpened more times than he could begin to count, and was on the man in less than a breath, pressing the blade into the side of his neck. The familiar thrum of blood beat against his fingertips, the grit of sand scratched his gums. He knew what he had to do, had done it a thousand times, a thousand thousand times, what was a little more bloodshed spilled across his feet-

Alton had blinked, and came to himself in a rush.

Instead of an unnamed Saracen, the ashen face of Johnny Martin stared up at him, eyes wide behind the knife.

Alton drew back his hand, retreating almost as quick as he had lunged earlier. He mumbled a quick curse and apology as he stepped out of arm’s reach from the man. It wasn’t until Martin’s eyes widened even farther that Alton realized his tongue was slipping out Arabic of all things.

Usually, Alton was better about remembering himself, who he was almost as important as where he was. But for whatever reason, his demons had decided to catch up with him that night.

After a quick smile and some quip about the Krauts in his dreams, he managed to wave an only-slightly-mollified Martin off. The shorter man apparently hadn’t forgotten it though, if his watchful eyes during chow that morning were anything to go by.

Alton was just glad that no one else was awake to see it, at least. That was the last thing he needed.

And so, instead of joining in on a weekend of broads and booze, Alton found himself waving away the invitation by an eager Smokey and bemused Alley. When the horde made their way out of the barracks, fantasizing in bawdy terms about their planned misadventures, he felt like he could breathe easy.

Fucking finally.

~~

Alton took another drag from the cigarette. He watched the smoke curl, up and up until it faded into nothing amongst the darkening sky.

The lighter was a welcome weight in his hand, grounding him to this time, this life.

The design was worn by now, details barely visible after a half century of worrying. It still managed to amaze him, sometimes, what people could do with the smallest of canvases. Alton didn’t feel the same wonder however, wasn’t as mesmerized by the beauty man could create as he once was.

But in the quiet moments, he could still appreciate the time some French craftsman took to transform a hunk of metal into a small token carried around by a dead man.

Luz had spied the lighter one weekend, and laughed at him for using something so old-fashioned. Alton just shrugged, not caring to admit that he was still getting used to having a light at his fingertips. It wasn’t all that long ago when he was still lighting a pipe with a flintlock pistol, and not so long before that when he would carry around a flint and steel.

Time was passing all the more quickly these days, technologies changing and advancing, and everyone was obsessed with needing things to be quicker, cheaper, simpler. Alton scoffed. He could hardly find it in him to care.

He glanced down at the lighter in his hand, shifting it back and forth in a practiced motion and watched as the light skittered across the sides. 

It had shown flowers, once. A veritable garden of carnations, daffodils, and lilies of the valley, with leaves spilling across the front panel onto the back. They represent good fortune, he was told. Good fortune, luck, and hope. 

When the merchant described it to him, eyes ablaze with a passion known only to those with wares to sell, Alton didn’t try to hide the snort that escaped his throat. 

Fortune and Luck had abandoned him long ago, and hadn’t returned since waking up in a battlefield abandoned by all but the dead, sword in his chest and blood in his mouth. 

And what the fuck was Alton supposed to do with hope?

It was the quote on the back that had caught his eye, all those years ago in a street market in Reims. The beveled edges had faded with time, the familiar letters Alton traced were more memory by now than any physical mark. Une vie honorable est une vie éternelle.

An honorable life is an eternal life.

Alton couldn’t help but stare at the message, both then and now. He hated that goddamn word. Immortal. Unending. Eternal. 

They were such flowery words, used by people who craved what they couldn’t have, what they shouldn’t. The romanticized idea of the everlasting, the fountain of youth, the gift of life! Alton was sick of it.

This wasn’t life. He was a fucking dead man walking. And he sure as hell didn’t do anything honorable to deserve it.

months ago, while thinking about the absolute insanity of the almost...cavalier? attitude we see alton more have over the course of the series, an idea hit my brain: what if there was a reason nothing seemed to phase him - not panzers, not being a breath away from a car wreck, not bastogne, not speirs? what if this wasn't his first war? that thought spiraled me into a minor insanity that is this: my immortal soldier!alton more au, loosely inspired by the movie the old guard (2020). the idea is that, once upon a time, there was a soldier in a land many centuries ago. one day, he died in battle. and then, he woke up. and then he died. and then he woke up. over, and over. drawn to countless battles, conflicts, and wars, each one etching itself into the core of his soul. a never-ending cycle...until one sweltering summer, where he found himself at a training camp at the foot of a mountain. anyways. at some point, i plan on writing this as a full story, but that is admittedly a long ways away. however, in celebration of alton more's birthday today, i wanted to post my favorite scene that i've written for this au! it's set sometime at the beginning of the story, in the early days of camp toccoa. mostly, it's just a character study of this version of alton more. hope you enjoyed! and of course - happy birthday alton more!

(song insp.)

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[butcher--bird]

I found you.

Btw, I love your outfit! <3

HEAYUSHAH OMG im so glad you're all finding me already <3 also that bottom pic goes hard as fuck ngl. i'm glad you like the fit! i worked so dam hard for that jacket LMFAO

i love when u guys are like I FOUND U!! like i'm some sort of cryptid <3

[marinerainbow]

You know what? It's my birthday in a few days. I'm gonna treat myself with something completely and utterly self-indulgent that I'm gonna try not to delete in shame later.

Poppy and Psycho in a Modern AU would totally play Animal Crossing. Neither of them are gamers, but Poppy's coworker recommended her the game, and she introduced it to her boyfriend after falling in love with the relaxing and cheery atmosphere of Animal Crossing. Because she got into it first, she's the mayor or island representative and thus in charge of making the big decisions of the town or island, but they still collaborate together, leave cute letters for each other, and have fun making their own little town.

[hballegro]

Back not even an hour later to say that I didn't know ao3 had an invite queue i had to wait in. Speedrunning to publish my first ever fic on the monolith of fics just to realize I shoulda tossed my name in the hat 2 weeks ago

Needless to say im

I just wanted to post bj and hawk holding hands and having a platonic-or-romantic-depending-on-how-you-wanna-read-it moment where bj breaks down a little bit but the universe has stymied me once more

[magnolia-sunrise]

more hugs :)

full image

[glitterghost]

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[marcsnuffy]

since Masaya's comic got me thinking abt names, I like that Lorenzo's name is Don

[liquidstar]

after a long pause i finally finished my newest oc batch ^_^ this time for owl feather: the scholar's guild. the members are more or less different types of academics, or just nerds, with their own different niches. as usual, more specific info+closeups under the cut <3

Name: Mercury

Name Origin: The planet named after the messenger god

Pronouns: She/her

Age: 28

Guild rank: Guidmaster

Weapon: Caduceus

Ethos (Power): Aileron (Enhanced speed and levitation)

Flaw power is based on: Her evasiveness- Though her power has evolved (the levitation) once she became guildmaster as she became a pillar for her guild, and successor to the former guildmaster.

Notes: I can be your angle... or yuor devil

Name: Keid

Name Origin: A star whose name means eggshels

Pronouns: He/him

Age: 19

Guild rank: 3 star

Weapon: Chicken sickles

Ethos (Power): Computative prognostication (He can calculate the outcome of events in his own head, but he can’t see outcomes beyond the one he calculated)

Flaw power is based on: His overly cautious and ruminative habits, though he tries to play it off like he's way more chill and not constantly existentially overthinking

Notes: But which came first...?

Name: Alasia

Name Origin: A star whose name references Idalion Tablet, one of the oldest known contracts

Pronouns: She/her

Age: 15

Guild rank: 2 star

Weapon: Shovel

Ethos (Power): Erudition (Psychometry- The ability to read the past of any object by touch)

Flaw power is based on: Her extreme curiosity, while her inquisitiveness on it's own can be admirable she can often get obsessive about it.

Notes: She's an archeologist <3

Name: Dimidium

Name Origin: Exoplanet whose name means "half"

Pronouns: He/She

Age: 22

Guild rank: 4 star

Weapon: Double-ended flail

Ethos (Power): Vice-versa (Healing and reverse healing)

Flaw power is based on: His simultaneous obsequiousness and brashness- Two extremes that she fluctuates between in a way that's both unpredictable and unhealthy.

Notes: Generally stoic either way so it's hard to tell...

Name: Navi

Name Origin: Informal name for γ Cassiopeiae- A navigation point for Apollo 1

Pronouns: He/they

Age: 19

Guild rank: 3 star

Weapon: Arm

Ethos (Power): Kefi (Energy direction- He can channel his energy into powerful attacks into his weapon of choice, which they designed to be their own arm)

Flaw power is based on: Their over-zealous nature. Though passion is a good thing, their ferventness can absolutely make him lose track of himself.

Notes: A weaponsmith who’s figuring out more technological approaches

Name: Talitha

Name Origin: A star system, whose name means "Spring"

Pronouns: She/her

Age: 13

Guild rank: 1 star

Weapon: Plastic wand

Ethos (Power): Metamorphosis (Magical girl transformation. She can shoot beams out of her wand now.)

Flaw power is based on: Her extreme tendency for escapism, especially in idolizing fantasy.

Notes: She's a magical girl 💖💖💖

Name: Misam

Name Origin: A star whose name means "wrist"

Pronouns: They/them

Age: 28

Guild rank: 5 star

Weapon: Wrist blade

Ethos (Power): Rigor (Enhanced precision)

Flaw power is based on: Their surprisingly to-the-point, often cold-blooded nature.

Notes: Nerds can be cool too, guys.

Name: Perwana

Name Origin: An exoplanet whose name means moth

Pronouns: She/her

Age: 27

Guild rank: 5 star

Weapon: Lantern

Ethos (Power): Callous luminance (Physically palpable hard light, created from her lantern)

Flaw power is based on: Her tenancy to place the burden of guidance onto herself- Literally a guiding light for others. Mostly in regards to erudition, the symbolic connection between illumination and knowledge. She wants to illuminate everyone. But this can be at the cost of herself.

Notes: These are her summer clothes.

[pcktknife]

over on twt people are being so vicious about cecil winning like wtnv is so important to the tumblrina ecosystem have some respect. ive seen so many people say that this outcome is boring?? the audacity????

well the girls who get it, get it and the girls who don't, don't. reigen belongs on twitter that's his natural habitat

[sonknuxadow]

they werent lying that knuckles series barely has knuckles in it