I do hope that Ed learns that pirates and fishermen are a bit alike. Just like Stede was able to bring his reading and his curiosity and his sweet snacks and his memories of parenting and his understanding of rich guys into pirating and make something good of it — arguably most of what made his pirating any good, in fact, besides simple instincts and courage and the things the crew taught him. I want Ed to realize his knowledge of the sea and sky and his physical strength and his understanding of a crew and his ability to size up a haul and its worth are all going to help him be a fisherman, and that his years before weren’t wasted, and that all of those things are part of being just Ed.
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My last attempt to contribute to Whumptober this year. Somehow I made it on time! (at least in my time zone)
Fandom: Linked Universe - Fandom, The Legend of Zelda & Related Fandoms
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Additional Tags: Self-Harm, But it's not as detailed as my last two stories yay, Unhealthy Coping Mechanisms, Whump, At least I hope it can be considered that, Legend (Linked Universe) Whump, Legend (Linked Universe) Angst, Angst, Legend (Linked Universe) Has a Bad Time, Legend (Linked Universe) Has Issues, Good Sibling Hyrule (Linked Universe), Supportive Hyrule (Linked Universe), Protective Hyrule (Linked Unvierse), Hurt/Comfort, Author is sleep deprived as always
Series: Part 3 of The Nature of Dreams
Summary:
Legend breaks a promise, and Hyrule teaches him even the strongest people are allowed to have weaknesses.
Whumptober day 31: Setbacks, "I thought that I was getting better"
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Let (Hina) take (your wrist).
Hina grabs your wrist and takes you through a few hallways, all lit up with colourful lights through colourful hallways.* If the class you woke up in wasn't so obnoxious with its own wallpaper, this would've been overwhelming.
It's Hina's warm hand that keeps you tethered to reality, almost holding your very soul in place. The vanilla extract you've been drinking did a bit of a number on your hand-eye coordination, but with her help, you have enough of your wits about you to make it through the trophy room, and to the gymnasium.
It seems, however, when you arrive, there is already a sense of unrest and unease.
"D-Did he just say until the day we d-die?!"
"Oh, but don't worry! We've got a budget surplus, so you'll never have to worry about the necessities or even basic luxuries!"
...
There is a stuffed bear on the podium up on the stage. And for some inexplicable reason, everyone's attention is fixed on it.
"That's the least of our problems right now!"
"Yeah, what the hell! I gotta stay here for the rest of my life? You're fucking with us, right?"
"Nope! Not fucking with you! Just-"
...
The bear stops mid-sentence.
You feel its ice-cold gaze on you - despite its lack of conventional eyes.
"... Whozzat?"
In an instant, the gym full of people follow the bear's gaze, and turn to look at you and Hina.
"Uh... found one extra going through the classrooms?"
"O-One extra?! How embarrassing! I thought I calculated this game perfectly! Did I forget to carry the one?!"
"Game?! What the fuck are you talking about?!"
"Ah, I must've made a big mistake to forget a whole person... game setups can be offset by even one extra person!"
"S-So... who are you?"
Without a name or voice, you know introductions will be difficult. But there's still time to make an impression.
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Ch. 19 of Words are Gonna Bleed from Me is up!
Nie Huaisang leans forward, elbows on the table, spinning their fan in one hand. “And speaking of that help…”
“Yes,” Wei Wuxian says, setting down the half-empty pitcher and folding his hands together. “Zewu-jun, Chifeng-zun, everybody. I believe it’s time I told you what I found in Meng Yao’s study.”
~Or:
An impromptu triad conference in the Unclean Realm.
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he's a peculiar man, and I don't know if I understand him.
but the first thing I've heard him tell was a story, and, something about that permanently embellished him in my head as the voice of a storyteller. the first time I heard how he pronounced, how he sounded at all, rang out in an adventure that sang through my ears, and, every time I hear him speak I think, "that sounds like the way he speaks when he told about the tale in the woods that very first day." but, rather, it is the other way around.
not to me, though. I hear any word at all and it transports me to a feeling of sitting at my desk while fictional worlds snaked their wispy fingers throughout my mind, into my ears where they made their home for a while.
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I think trans Rainbow Dash would have a goatee
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