Ok but like, what if totk does the same “dying scene” they did in botw but with the roles reversed? Like Link shows up too late or Zelda sacrifices herself and temporarily “dies”? We watch him gather her in his arms and you can see the exact same words zelda said in botw in his eyes. He realizes how limp she is, tucks her head under his chin and the erhu version of Zelda’s lullaby we’ve been hearing in all the trailers starts to play as it hits him. She’s gone. He’s failed. Not just as the hero, but as a knight. As a partner. As a friend. His eyes widen. His shoulders start to heave and you realize this guy, who’s been calm and stoic for the whole series, is panicking. He knows he needs to move; to make a new plan now that Zelda is no longer there to help save hyrule. But he can’t. He cradles her and stares off into the distance because he can’t see his future anymore. In that moment, a safe world doesn’t mean anything if it’s without her, hyrule be damned. He’s alone in the one way he prayed he’d never experience again. He squeezes his eyes shut as tears begin to stream down his face and he mourns.
northern hemisphere babes we made it to the longest night of the year. we made it. for the next 6 months, every day will give us a little more daylight than the last. let's go. take my hand. climb out of the darkness with me
i made an aa/lawyersona of @snapscube :3 we all know and love the lawyer+silly girl duos of ace attorney but it's about time the silly girl became the lawyer
i feel like every human should max out at one disability or chronic illness. like when i hit adolescence and my brain chemistry went “bipolar time now?” the response should have been an error message like sorry! this slot can only contain one (1) item and has been filled with childhood asthma. i would even allow the possibility that you can overwrite previous disorders like “you have equipped chronic migraines and so now will no longer display symptoms of bipolar disorder.” i just think it should work that way.
your voice calling out to simon was what snapped him out of his relaxed state in the living room.
simon loved it when you call his name. not ghost. not lieutenant riley. just simon riley, or simon or si. your sweet voice calling his name sounded like a wave of melody in his ears.
but just now when you called his name loudly and it echoed in his flat, he felt the alarm bells ringing in his head.
danger.
he tried to act nonchalant when you stepped in front of him with your arms on your hips. your face was cool but simon could feel the anger behind your eyes.
"yes, love? wha' is it?"
"did you eat my pudding?" you glared at him, crossing your arms.
simon internally winced at that. yes, yes he absolutely did. but simon can't just admit it or else he would be the receiving end of your fury (he already did). he had to protect his pride as your loving and considerate boyfriend no matter what.
"no."
you looked at him, unimpressed. there were no words exchanged but the moment simon denied it, his fate was already sealed. your stare said it all.
you're sleeping on the sofa tonight.
and when you walked away, simon's brain frantically tried to come up with excuses and apologies.