#literal tears in my eyes from laughing. what a legend

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Kosho Oshima: The Super Mario Bros. Movie » 2023 Japanese Nationals

[trendywaifus]

↳ i have dreams that lives in my nightmares!

everyone described the ruthless freddy krueger to be a vengeful spirit seen as a disfigured man. one night after falling asleep, you were finally able to come face to face with the urban legend.

↳ featuring, dream demon! kafka

—cw, fem! sub! reader, oral sex (fem! reader receiving), fingering (fem receiving), dub–con, mentions of scars, not proofread

after falling victim to slumber, you found yourself what it looks like to be in an empty museum full of fog. “ a. .museum? “ you questioned, anxiety gradually swelling in the pits of your stomach. like the fog, the atmosphere was thick with ominous silence. you walked down the large hallways blindly, catching glimpses of bizarre paintings and artifacts displayed along the walls. there was a particular painting of a spider seemingly stuck in the midst of its own web.

“ whoever made this museum has actual issues. “

breathy laughter echoes through the walls of the empty museum. “ oh really? you wound me, i happen to put this together myself. “ the voice drawls before humming a familiar tune. wait, was that summer and winter? you were unsure of the direction from where the voice is coming from. but as each moment passed, her humming got louder and louder. it felt like she was in your head, luring you in a hypnotic trance. you were starting to get a bit dizzy.

but then, a horrid sound of metal scratches against a harsh surface. “ oh, fuck. i think i should just get on my knees and start praying. “ you muttered as the steady sound of heels clanked across the tile floor ahead of you. a tall silhouette comes into view through the fog. but what made your heart nearly burst out of your chest was the shadows of her stretched arms disproportionately reached further along the walls as if they were wings.

“ actually, never mind! i should start running! “ you quickly turned around to make a run for it but her voice stops you.

“ stay. “

on her command, your body stops itself in its tracks. no matter how hard you struggled, you couldn’t even take a step forward. immediately after, a delicate hand runs up your back and rests on your shoulder; you shivered. “ good girl. as much as i enjoy the game cat and mouse, i wanna finally see that pretty face of yours up close and personal first. “ she purrs in your ear before walking in front of your frozen body to see your face.

“ holy. .” you were memorized by the tall beauty towering over you. beautiful lilac eyes, long, silky purple tresses stopping below her breasts, red lips curled up in a deceivingly warm smile; she was out of this world (figuratively and literally!). no alleged burn marks etched to her skin, instead it was creamy and flawless. she adorned a white, long sleeve collar shirt, black dress pants, and heels. you were ripped away from your admiring when a long, sharp metal claw gently runs along your jaw, careful not to tear skin.

“ mmh, it’s such a shame a little dove like yourself got caught into my web. “

“ a-and it’s such a shame that i’ve never gotten to meet such a beautiful woman like you until now.“ you blurted out.

a genuine look of surprise flashed on her pale features before she lets out a soft laugh. “ well, i didn’t expect you to be quite the charmer, little dove. i’ve been watching you for quite some time. “

you give her a confused look. “ but why me? “ her smile stretches wider with mischievousness, she tucks a loose strand of hair behind your ear. “ i will say this, human lust and desire are known to be so strong that the brain translates them into the most interesting fantasies which are called— “

“ w-wet dreams. .“ you stuttered, heat rising into your cheeks. is she implying that the only reason she was watching you was because of your wet dreams? you don’t know if you should be embarrassed or weirded out. the woman laughs out of no where, “ you should be more so embarrassed, darling. you have quite the wildest dreams that even i was taken back from. but to answer your question, hardly. i’m really here for you. “

your brows furrow with confusion.” did you just read my mind? “ she teasingly smile at you, bending down a bit to lean closer to your face. you swallowed thickly. “ yes. anyways, how about this, “ she draws closer to your face until hers lips are nearly touching yours. “ let me have some fun with you and i’ll let you go. you wouldn’t mind that since this is one of your fantasies, no? “

fuck, why did she have to see my dreams? you thought, shyly adverting your gaze down at the floor. amused, she lifts your chin up with a gloved finger; forcing you to return eye contact with her. your knees nearly turned jelly under her roguish eyes. “ and, if. .i don’t, you’ll kill me right? “ you questioned, voice barely under a whisper.

she hums thoughtfully, “ well, I would say yes but since it’s you, i’d rather not. you caught my attention after all, sweetheart. “ she presses her red lips against yours, running her tongue over your bottom lip. her hands which were now strangely bare, roams your body delicately as if you were one of her most prized artifacts. a shiver runs down your spine as her cool hand slips under your shirt and massages the warm skin under it with her thumb. you couldn’t help but feel excitement course through you.

“ now, what will it be? i can practically sense your desire for me. “ she chuckles against your lips. bewitched by her kisses and honeyed–filled voice, you whisper, “ y-yes, as long as you let me go after.” thrilled by your answer, she smiles wider, this time, revealing her fangs which prods your lips. “ atta girl. oh! before we continue, despite what humans call me, i prefer “kafka.” i’m afraid the original freddie had to put down his hat. “

you narrowed your gaze. ‘freddie?’ as in the urban legend freddy krueger? who could of possibly thought she was freddy? or even his replacement? where did he even go? “ and why are you telling me this? “

with a flick of her wrist, the setting changes and you’re now back in your bedroom. you assume it was conjured up by kafka. “ because i don’t want you screaming out the wrong name of course. “

before you can react, you land butt first on the mattress. kafka situates herself on the bed and between your legs. her long slender fingers reaches for the waistband of your pajamas and slides them down your legs and off your feet. she licks her lips at the damp spot staining your panties. “ i haven’t properly touched you yet and you’re already excited.”

too flustered to respond to her lewd comment, you let her pull off your cotton panties; giving her a delicious view of your dripping pussy. she runs a digit along your folds, coating it with your juices. “ so wet.” kafka purrs, delving her face further between your legs. her warm tongue presses flat against your clit before enclosing her lips around it. “ sh-shit. .! “ you gasped, curling your toes in pleasure as she starts sucking on the senstive bud. her index finger teases your entrance before sliding inside.

your cunt squeezes around her as if it was welcoming her. now knuckles—deep inside, she drags her long, slender finger in and out of your hole. all you could do was squirm and buckle your hips, hoping the graceful entity can relieve the aching knot in your abdomen. kafka retracts her mouth away from your bundle of nerves with a soft pop. she smirks, “ i haven’t added in another finger and yet you’re squirming as if i’m using three on you. here then.” you felt two finger enter your core, filling and stretching you out even further.

you let out a loud moan, throwing your head back in ecstasy as her well—manicured nails rubs against the spongy spot of your walls. “ r-right there, kafka! please! “ you babbled, throwing her a desperate look. kafka says nothing and grants your wish, curling her fingers right where you want it while her thumb idly plays with your clit in circular motions; driving you right over the edge. “ fuck, fuck, i’m gonna—“

to your utter disappointment, she pulls back, fingers covered in your slick. kafka laughs at the look of betrayal and confusion on your cute face. “ sorry, darling. i just had to do it. “ you forgot you were messing around with a being who loves to trick and torment people for her own pleasure. still in a daze, you tried your best to glare at her. “ don’t give me that look, pretty thing. lay on your back for me, i promise i won’t do it again. “

hesitant, you laid down on your back. kafka gently spreads your legs open for more space before going back in. she places her hands on your inner thighs, holding them apart. kafka observes how your slick pools from your pussy. delighted by the sight, she drawls, “ i’m just itching to get a taste darling. “

you stifle back a moanful groan as her tongue licks down along your folds in broad strokes. kafka emits a satisfied hum from tasting your essence on her tongue. she enters straight in, brushing her wet muscle down your gummy walls. “ god, kafka. .!” you moaned, feeling her tongue skillfully pump into your aching cunt. she pushes her face closer, nudging the bundle of nerves with her nose.

arching your back in pleasure, the familiar tension in your stomach returns as she continues to fuck you with her tongue. “ sh-shit, it’s coming back! “ you tried to enclose your thighs around her head but she easily keeps them in place. kafka firmly squeezes at the supple flesh, silently urging you to cum. “ c-cumming, kafka! “ you nearly screamed, your walls pulsates around her tongue and not a moment after, moderate amounts of cum dribbles out of your hole and in her mouth.

“ you taste wonderful, pretty thing. better than any wine i’ve once tasted. “ kafka greedily licks your slick and cum from her slightly–smudged red lips. you panted heavily, legs jelly from your climax. she sits upright to unbutton her collar shirt, your eyes widens in astonishment as she does; the skin that was previously covered was littered with scars and horrific markings. it was as if she has gone through extreme torture at some point in time. an unreadable expression settles on her face as she gauges your reaction.

smiling blankly, kafka expected you to scream or attempt to scramble away in terror but you didn’t. perhaps you were too fatigued to even move. but, searching in your tired eyes, she sees a sliver of pity in them. it was something she hadn’t seen in a very long time because all she was use to was fear, anger, and many other negative emotions she strikes into her victims. “ d-don’t give me that look, you know i can’t run away even if i tried, kafka. b-besides, ” you continued, averting your gaze away from her eyes awkwardly, “ e-even someone like you was once caught in someone else’s web so i can’t say i’m horrified of that. “

kafka smiles once more but this time, laced with amusement. she tosses her unbuttoned shirt to the side and dips down to whisper in your ear. her hot breath fans against your skin. “ keep being this interesting and cute, darling and i’ll appear in every dream of yours until you wish you no longer have the ability to sleep. “

[the-moon-files]

Linked Universe / GN!Reader - Random Headcanons abt the Chain! :)

Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 (ur here!)

Sun: Gender Neutral Reader (you/they/them), Guide Reader!

Orbit: Headcanons-ish, Scenarios?

Stars: Wind, Wild, Sage, C*urage, K*ridai

Comets & Meteors: Content Warnings: i included the link from K*oridai (faces of evil), and the brunette Link from that old cartoon tv show,

& Trigger Warnings: none known.

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Wind (Wind Waker):

Misses being a big brother

LMAOOO I CAME FOR UR THROAT HAHAAA

ok chill chill he's doing okay

He's just not used to being the youngest in any given group, he used to be the oldest kid in charge of the younger ones and his little sister too

But dont get him wrong! He rlly does love the advantages that come with it,

and when he's feeling down abt not being older u usually cheer him up by reminding him he can be the biggest little shit he wants and every single Link will forgive him once he pulls out his baby seal eyes lmao

Ur the easiest to rope into horse playing/goofing off and he's very happy abt that

The others can be too serious for too long so he appreciates how u and him lighten them up by trying to give each other noogies (he loses most of the time)

As soon as Wind found out the others could play instruments, he immediately demanded they do campfire songs every night lol

(Most of the time one person caves, even just to idly play smth)

Likes inventing weird new games to play that'll convince as many other people to particpate, he used to do it back home too, like finding the prettiest rock on the island, that way his grandma and even adults could play too :)

Needs to sleep beside someone at night, bc he secretly likes it, back on his adventure going to sleep all by himself (unlike living with his grandma/sister) always was a little hard for him

Very hard to wake up in the morning, sleeps in the latest out of all the Links

("I'm a growing boy? Ofc i need my sleep, whats ur excuse??" @ the other Links who sleep in late lol)

Likes to sew! He's still learning, but his grandma used to teach him how so he could help her keep up with his growth spurts/recklessness tearing his clothes up

Idolizes u forever if you embroider, and will watch u like those videos of someone's cat who's fascinated by watching owner craft smth lol (like this ⚫️v⚫️)

Enjoys making stoic people crack their persona and laugh

Also has the wheeziest laugh youve ever heard, it makes u laugh every time, even when he started laughing over a dumb pun

Oh yeah, makes a foul amount of dad jokes for someone whos only like 14 💀

(He once managed to break Time and Legend, which then broke Wars and Twi, and it just continued down the Chain until everyone was crying or on the ground, he wears that shit like a badge and it literally made his confidence go 📈 puffed his chest out and everything lol)

Wild (Breath of the Wild):

U already know everything there is to know abt him??

I dont even have to say it, and it shows when ur around him lol

Like he'll go to do smth stupid like shield surf down death mountain in a unknown Hyrule, and before anyone can even realize thats what he's planning to do you've caught and stopped him and made a compromise to shield surf down some snow bluffs later instead

Or when u know he's gotten new ingredients in some other Link's Hyrule and is going to try and cook with them tonight, so u help him make a regular meal of smth else along with so the boys dont suffer stomaches

Like u can absolutely predict his bullshit all the time, just imagine the most adrenaline junkie thing he could do in that moment with the combination of things around him and you always know what tf he's up to, ur always right lol

Ur the only one who can get him to stop the chaos (besides maybe Time, weirdly enough Sky/Hyrule/Four bc they are the least likely to tell him to stop, so when they do, its usually a very, very bad idea)

Likes hair ornaments, he's got long hair for a reason after all

Likes u to style his hair, and esp if u teach him how to braid or do diff styles <333

He loves that u help cook/at least prep, and u make sure another Link helps too, bc thats a lot of ppl to make food for with little to no help 💀

(Makes u ur fav foods at even the slightest mention of them, like u wont even have to say ur craving Link's already whipped the pan out best housewife fr)

One of the few Links who's adventurous with his clothing, and trying new stuff

Wild was worried abt his Champion tunic getting messed up but was sad he couldn't wear it as much anymore

So u handmade him a new shirt that imitates the old one but with some new designs to represent the Chain! :)

He started crying.

He either hugs so lightly he seems like he's not enjoying it (no true, he's just trying to be polite)

Or he squeezes so hard be pops ur back and nearly breaks a rib

U got the latter for that shirt lol

Any new thing he doesnt remember how to deal with, like how to sew (he knows 1 stitch help), how to wash clothes (dont mix whites and blacks, and colors), how to soothe headaches/muscle aches etc.

He just wanders pitifully over to ur side and looks pitiful lol

Like he's a confused and saddened puppy

And just holds up whatever mess he's made like, "im so sorry, i dont know how to do this pls"

Bc he trusts u to know (the other Links may be hit or miss too tbh lmao)

And ur the least likely to clown him for it too, at least nothing he doesnt also find funny

Sage (Tears of the Kingdom):

So sue me, i enjoy this stupid-definitely-not-canon-unhinged-Link thats done with everyones bullshit and wants to be a hermit

SUEEE MEE ABT ITTTTT✨️

The first time u saw his hair nest and immediately clapped ur hand over u mouth in shock and tried to take a brush to it on sight

He fucking hissed at you.

Feral bitch.

Sage isnt like that all the time, but he was certainly the most distrustful and prickly out of all the Links

(U could smell it was like a defense mechanism from his adventure/past from a mile away, and knew with time that it'd fade away into his true self... like how u just knew Wild that well too)

U are the only person allowed to casually touch him, he shys away from the other Links, let alone strangers,and the first he allowed to help him with his hair

Tbh after u washed it out and got tangles and mats out and cut split ends off etc.

He almost teared up, and was extremely confused why

Def the type to not have realized he felt insecure lowkey abt it until it was fixed (he also was embarrassed to say he didnt rlly know how to take care of it)

Energy of a stray feral cat that leaves dead birds on ur doorstep without fail every morning and u leave a food bowl out in hopes he'll actually be your cat 💀

Extremely protective of you, and eventually the Chain, to the point where he might set someone's hair on fire or use runes on them

Like not enough to seriously injure but enough to scare tf out of ppl and have them running for their lives

(Did he literally growl at someone when they tried to flirt with you?? ... why is Twi encouraging him.)

Was unnerved by Wild at first but slowly got used to him and often butts into whatever private convo u two are having

Like just casually struts up and plops his head on ur shoulder and waits for attention, may complain loudly depending on how grumpy he is that day

(Wild's not getting jealous and constantly hogging u for cooking to get even more time with you what-)

Okay but unfortunately

Once those 2 got comfy with each other, they started tag teaming everyone

Like u can now bet that if an explosion happens in the distance, Sage definitely caused it, and if he's there, then Wild's there making him the explosives

(Same for if Wild's there, then Sage's there)

Def the Link that likes showing the most skin, he "gets overheated easily" - local half naked man justifies his nakedness

(coughtotallynototherreasonslikebeingshirtlessaroundyouallthetimecough)

Absolutely grievous clowning on the other Links, like its getting into bullyinggg 😭

His words are E rated for Everyone, no ones safe not even you

Sage: "wait, all those rings and nobody's ever put one on you? And you've never put on one someone else??🤔🤔"

Legend: ...😦

The rest of the Chain: 💀😭😶

Time, trying to hide he's choking on laughter so hard he's abt to fall into the firepit

Will occasionally team up with Wild to make a protective little border on either side of you while in towns/new Hyrules

U once offered to sing/hum for him after a nightmare while it was ur turn on watch (he sleeps up trees btw) and after u switched off w/other Link, u both went to edge of camp to sleep next to each other and he had the best sleep of his life like that

Now demands begs u to sing him to sleep every night, wont take "i dont sound that good tho" for an answer

Courage (The Legend of Zelda, 1989 Cartoon TV show):

Yeah... he's here too.

Just dont read this tbh

Enjoys being ✨️special✨️ by being the only hero twink out here with brunette hair

Was insecure abt it being curly/wavy until u slowly built his confidence

Bc he's got the most confidence in his strength, but not in much else tbh 😭

Actually will randomly have moments of responsibility or capability you didnt expect out of him bc he can be so silly and jokey all the time

Youll be lost as hell and he just "hey its ok the stars look like this so we go this way" and it works

Like the type of person u sort of avoid relying on bc he's like a playful jock type and then they randomly show theyre the captain of the team for a reason

Dont ask why, but hes good at knitting, shhhh no, no, no explanation he just secretly is he wont even tell u why or how or when he learned this he just "hehe, wouldnt u like to know princeyyy/princesssss/your majestyyyy"

Hyrule, and rest of Chain standing by, went to talk to one of the Great Fairies in a Hyrule once to try and get some info abt where to camp tonight or where nearest town was and before he could get close enough to ask,

Courage was already yelling like "YOOOO BIGGEST FAIRY WHATS UP?! u mind giving some poor lost fellas like us somewhere to go with ourselves tonight??"

They kept talking super casually and she laughed so hard that she let u guys stay near her that night to camp and be under fairy protection like no fairy boy Link needed 💀

Everyone was shocked, and thats how u all found out Courage is rlly good with fairies/their best friend no matter the Hyrule

Every time u guys learn smth new abt him it feels so unexpected, like out of left field or smth

It just never seems to fit his usual persona, or at least not what youd expect from him

So needless to say the first time u guys learned he could talk to magical objects that were powerful enough (like the fucking triforce)-

(this was apparently so normal he literally lived with a piece of it just in his room all the time????)

Has weird mixture of country boy vs. royal prince sensibilities?

It alarmed several Links. 💀

He can talk to Fi.

(Sky and you nearly cried)

Like he lived in the castle alongside Zelda so he inherited some spoiled/etiquette stuff, but he still would absolutely go splash in mud puddles in the rain

Would literally do fucking anything if it meant youd give him a kiss on the cheek

Likes to hug you a lot too, with his huge ass arms lifting u up (no he does not care how much u weigh ur going UP) and spinning u around

Its his favorite, almost as much as kisses

No but he's slay fucking Majora to get a kiss, like it's actually unbelievable and kinda endearing how excited he gets if u promise him one lmao

Koridai (Link: The Faces of Evil):

Omg not them putting Link's name in the title of the gameee i didnt know that 😭😭

Geezzz,, i dont know what im on

But ig heres that other silly ass Link if anyone feels like reading it

Will also fight any god, including Hylia, for a kiss

Actually astoundingly good at strategizing

Like after a few times in heat of battle him organizing Links, Time and Wars practically jumped him to include him in planning shit

He was similar to Courage to in that he just was cracking jokes all the time u didnt expect it, also he's significantly more sarcastic than Courage

U introduced him to dark humor and the laugh he laughed practically burst out of him, he looked shocked by his own laugh lmao

So he also now has a streak of dark humor he shows when u talk for while/sees someone also enjoys it

Its like his not-so-guilty-pleasure

Really good at baking? He apparently learned a lot of miscellaneous skills to better court someone and he now uses them fully to seduce you,

thru gift giving mostly, its is love language besides acts of service :)

(All Links do some amount of acts of service tho <3)

Rlly good at styling hair surprisingly, and at shield surfing??? What

Actually down to try Wild's experimental dishes...

And by that i mean he pranks the rest of you by sneaking the inedible bits into ur food

U may or may not have nearly choked him out for it and now he doesnt do it to you, and even was trying to act all pitiful abt it like "sorry lovely, but i just wanted to tease u bc ur so cute!! 🥺👉👈"

Like,, stfu u little shit 💀

He has the energy of a male orange cat, dont ask why he just is, and specifically the orange cat getting on top of the fridge or stuck between the the screen door and glasss door comically or smth 😭

Hes also loud as hell

One of the worst at stealth unless he just keeps his mouth shut completely, like his whispering is loud

He proclaims his affections very loudly too, like gettin u flowers and chatting ur ear off with what he likes abt u lol

No, like he can go for 20 minutes or more if u let him, u better stop him before he gets into the personality based compliments

Bc those sound wayyy too personal to be aired out in public ngl, like its so soft and domestic itll kill u lol

And he means every word too 👀

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I HATE THIS NEW FEATURE OR FUNCTION I SWEAR THIS DIDNT HAPPEN BEFOREEE!!!

😭😭 U ABSOLUTELY KNOW WHAT IT IS BY NOW, IT FUCKING POSTED MY DRAFT BEFORE IT WAS READY TO GO

God fuck this hellsite stop doing this meee

Thats it im just do what i do for the other blog and write it smwhere else and then copy paste onto the post this is ridiculoussss 😒😒

Well anyway, i hope if u read this before i updated and actually FINISHED THIS u come back and read it again!! :(

Sorry guys, but blame tumblr pls before u blame me 😔

(Yeah theres a lot of emojis leave me alone i feel strongly abt this)

Peace out,

🐤 Peep

I think ill start signing off my name ig, unless u guys wanna call me Moon that works too

[cosmetichorror]

Okay so I’ve hit a mini writers block, so I was scrolling through my drafts for inspo and found this masterpiece.

I’ve never seen the post this oneshot was inspired off of in person, but I’ve seen screenshots, so it’s based off of this

Hope you know I was laughing the whole time I was writing this

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"THIS IS THE WORST HYRULE WE'VE BEEN IN!" Wind exclaims, startling everyone out of their thoughts.

They're in a new hyrule, and they know there's a Link somewhere. It's like a fucked up game of hide and seek, or where's Waldo. But the longer you take to seek out Waldo the longer all of your Hyrules are in danger. And the worst part? There isn't a village ANYWHERE!

"Don't be rude, Wind." Time scolds, glaring at the teen.

Legend shakes his head "No, no. He has a point." He looks around "While this place is pretty, we're low on supplies and there's not a village in sight." He points out. Wars nods along to this.

"We're on a path, there's got to be one near." Four speaks up, arms crossed.

Despite this, they continued to walk for hours.

The orange sun has begin to set, casting a shadow on hyrule as the moon begins to rise, but Hylia has apparently taken mercy upon them, because distantly they see what appears to be a village. Many sighs of relief and mummers of thanks to the gods are sent, and the chain has a new pep in their step.

It’s a quaint village, with a nice dirt road and cute little houses, alongside what appears to be some statues in the center of all of it. They agree to start at the center where the statues are, and make their way around gathering supplies and finding an inn- if there even is one, that is.

But as they walk closer to the statues, they begin to take a familiar shape. But soon enough, they see exactly why that is.

"Is that.." Time stares in awe. Jaws are dropped, eyes are bulging, and all sense of frustration from the long journey is swept away by pure bewilderment.

There in the middle of the town stood several statues, nine of them to be exact. Eight of them were shockingly familiar, though the tallest one was a stranger to them, we'll focus on that one after.

There was a statue of each of them. Time, Twilight, Legend, Warriors, Hyrule, Four, and Sky. The details aren't exactly accurate, their faces don't match very well but the clothes are very accurate much to their surprise. They know they've been reduced to fairytales across many time periods, but never have they had statues built for them.

"What. The fuck?" Legend manages to make out.

Time doesn't even censor him. He's far too flabbergasted to even bother.

"That can't be us, can it?" Sky mumbles out, walking up and running a hand along his statue. It's high quality metal, but despite that it shows age. These must have been here for ages.

An elderly lady that sits in a chair not far from the statues watches them, her aged eyes never leaving them. They can understand why, not every day you see a group of such well versed warriors after all.

She watches them carefully, and the group notices. They exchange strange glances but other then that stay relatively in their conversation about what these statues could mean, although they've quieted down.

Then, the old lady gasps, and she shakily runs as quickly as she can up to the chain.

"You are the hero's of old!" She cries out, and Sky sputters. "I- well, uh- maybe??” He knows there's no point in trying to hide it when there are literals statues built of them, albeit not completely accurate.

"They have returned to us! What foe have you come to defeat, old great ones!" The elderly lady cries out, tears beginning to form in her eyes. "I have heard tales of you from my mother and grandmother! I never imagined I would have the honors of meeting you, oh great heros!" She exclaims, falling to her knees in front of them.

People begin to gather around, walking out of their houses to see if it really was true. Kids hide behind their parents legs, mothers and fathers weep in joy, people bow their head in respect to them. Meanwhile, most of the chain had never been so uncomfortable in their entire lives.

"Uhm, hi?" Time greets, waving a hand. "You uh, you don't need to bow to us, ma'am." He speaks, helping the elderly lady up off the ground.

"You built STATUES for us?!" Wind exclaims, practically bouncing on his heels. "Hah, wait till I tell Tetra about this!" He smiles, nudging Wars.

News has quickly spread through the village, and people have started running out of their houses offering food and gifts. Apples upon apples, pots upon pots- how did they know they like pots??

"Of course we built statues! How else would we send our thanks to you for your heroism!" A women in the crowd calls out, and several mummers of agreement are heard.

"They must be here to bless us and this land!"

"No, they're here to take our offerings and answer our prayers!"

"They're here to gift us with their wisdom and courage!"

"Perhaps they're here to bless our dearest hero and savior?"

They chain pause at that last bit.

"Dearest hero and savior you say?" Wars hums, before nodding. "Yes, we're here for... the last one. We must meet with the hero of this time." He speaks, looking around at the chain, who nod along to him.

"Yes. That is correct, where is he?" Four asks.

The crowd laughs a little bit, nudging each other and mummering.

"Oh, great old ones! Locating the hero is nearly impossible! He never stays in one place for too long, such is the ways of the hero!" A father calls out, cradling his newborn in his arms.

"I'm sure if you just wait, he will stop by. Our dearest hero is always so smart, he always seems to know exactly when people need his aid!" The elderly women speaks, patting Fours head, who sends the elderly women the harshest glare he can muster.

The father that was speaking just a second ago walks up, and holds his baby out to Sky. "Would you please bless my daughter, oh great and wise hero of Skies? I wish her to prosper in life!" He begs. And just like that, the crowd stirs wildly.

"Wait, please, bless my mother for good health, oh hero of Hyrule!"

"Hero of the Four sword, would you bless my weapons for strength!"

"Oh great hero of Time, please, bless my grandfather with more time on this earth!"

"Hero of the Wind, please come bless my boat!"

"Bless our fighters, strong hero of Wars!"

"Hey! Listen! Please bless my farm for good crops and livestock, hero of Twilight!"

"Hero of Legends! Please bless my son for safe travels, won't you?"

As if things couldn't get and weirder, they just did.

"You want us to... bless you?" Wind mumbles, thoroughly confused.

The chain look between themselves, no one quite sure what to say. What does one say when they're quite literally being worshiped? No amount of monster fighting, god slaying, hyrule saving experience prepared them for this.

"Of course! Why else would you be here?" A young teen calls out.

Time takes this opportunity to get a little closer to their goal. "Well, we're hunting strangely strong monsters that bleed black. You wouldn't happen to know of any of these, would you?"

A man in the crowd calls out "Some monsters have been more bold lately!" And several mummers of agreement are heard.

A women wielding a pitchfork lazily in one hand speaks up next. “I fought one of them monsters just a few days ago, and it bled black! Just like you said!”

“Please, this is why we need your blessings!” A young women cries, and the entire crowd seems to agree.

Sky looks to Time, who looks to Wars who in turn looks to Legend, who turns to Hyrule who nudges Four, who looks at Wind who then turns to Twilight, who shrugs.

“Uhm… I, uh… Guess we have some time to kill? Might as well?” Sky says, more of a question then a statement. Time looks around, and nods.

“Okay.. Uh, we’ll bless you.” He decides. The crowd cheers, and people run up with babies in hand, shoving them out for the hero’s to take. Wind happily took the strangers babies, he was used to holding little ones after all. He somehow had three babies at once. Time had two. Legend held the infant he had in front of him, not quite sure what to do with it. Four had a toddler, Twilight had… four babies? Are they not concerned about him dropping them? Erm, anyways… Hyrule held one baby, and stared at it all wide eyed as if it was a bomb that would go off at any moment. I mean, that is sort of how babies work. Wars had two toddlers propped up on his shoulders, and one of which had his scarf in its mouth. Wars could do nothing about this. Sky held a six year olds hand, and the six year old stared up at him all wide eyed.

But now came the real question. How exactly do they bless these kids? Wind decided he would be the one to set up how to bless people. He stood out in front of everyone else and made sure they were watching. He simply kissed the babies foreheads, mumbled something under his breath and then walked back up to the babies mother. “Consider your kids blessed!” The mother gratefully takes back the kids with tears in her eyes. “Oh thank you, wise hero of the Winds!”

The rest of the chain looks at each other, and shrugs, deciding to follow in Winds footsteps. Baby forehead after baby forehead was kissed, then they had to move onto the teens, which was pretty awkward considering half of them are teenagers as well. After that, they had to bless weapons, and houses and boats and even animals. In short, a lot of things were kissed that day. And yet, still no sign of the hero of this land.

Thankfully, they were offered a free stay at the inn, but they were still frustrated.

Morning came early the next day. Children played about in the streets, farmers tended to their crops, but most importantly someone stood beside their bedsides. He was a blond teen with nasty scaring on half of his face, he was missing an ear and had long blond hair, he bore a vibrant blue tunic and a cape with a hood. He looks at the chain, then peers out the window to the statues, then back at the chain. And the chain immediately realizes this is the hero they’re looking for. Mainly because the tallest statue look exactly like him.

“You’re Link, right?” Sky sits up. The new hero nods, looking back at the statues again in pure bewilderment.

“And you’re… the hero’s of old?” He clarifies. Wind nods.

“That’s us!” The teen responds.

“Soo…” the new hero starts. “They gave you the worshipping treatment too?”

[hypers-omniac]

Dragon!Reader came to me in a dream I’m not even kidding. Maybe it’s my subconscious telling me I need to post smth LOL.

It's been stuck in drafts for a couple days, but im posting in a self-celebration of one of my favorite creators ever following me !!

Anyways here’s wonderwall.

CW: maybe a little suggestive at the end, a tad of angst. BUT NOT MUCH I PROMISE (maybe later)

Can’t stop thinking about dragon!reader- mean and covered in scales, something the forest itself seems to fear as the leaves quiver in the trees. Huffing smoke through your nostrils like the grumpy thing you are, hunted for a reward by many who’ve failed. The waxy glare of the sunlight bouncing off the trees and onto your scales as you sunbathe- gathering the warmth you need and taking a moment to yourself.

Your legend. A bedtime story parents tell their kin about in bedtime stories to stray them away from the forest. Your crudely drawn face posted to the walls of nearby taverns, waiting for the next fool who might take up the challenge and never return. Your claws bear blood, both metaphorical and literal, in a way that haunts you at night during private hours.

It’s your first instinct to be defensive, to be mean and harsh to all that enter your forest it’s all you’ve ever been taught, all you’ve ever known is violence and hatred for what you are. It’s not any different when a rather.. boisterous knight steps into your domain, the crackling of dead and dried leaves alerting you to his presence. You’re all bared teeth and slit eyes- smoke puffing out of your nose at the Invader, readying yourself emotionally to have to spill his blood.

But.. he never attacks. A rookie knight, certainly, with how amazed he seems. You must be the first thing he was sent out to hunt. His blue eyes follow your defensive movements and curled tail, even when you snap your teeth at him. He wears a stupid mohawk that only comes from men his age. Your growls do not deter him, but you can’t bring yourself to attack first when his weapon is not even drawn, the steel not a threat to your scales, just yet.

So you huff once more, the smoke making him cough and splutter, his eyes burning and tearing up. And then you walk away indignantly. Careful to never turn your back as you go about your daily task. Much to your chagrin, he follows you around, asking you questions you refuse to answer- “It’s rather rude to ask a lady her age, knight.”- he’s like a puppy, tail wagging as he follows you around.

Johnny, you learn his name soon enough. Because he comes back the next day, repeating the process. It’s annoying, having a fly buzzing around your ears constantly. But it’s hard to be mad at the little thing when he’s just curious- “No, Knight. I do not lay eggs.”- even if his curiosity wanders occasionally. He called you bonnie, and you can’t bring yourself to reject the title. It’s endearing.

Still, you can’t bring yourself to let your guard down around the man. With every huffing laugh he manages to squeeze from you, your eyes are always drawn back to his sheathed sword attached to his belt. A constant aching reminder of what you can never have, and exactly why. Your tail curls around yourself protectively at the thoughts, the same way it always does around him. It’s so exhausting having to worry about your safety all the time, but what can you do?

Johnny? Oh, he’s just happy to be around a Bonnie lass like you. Trying to be as charming as possible. He just wants you to use them, reader. Pin him down and take what you need until the two of you can get along. Maybe you’ll stop being so grumpy towards him if you take his frustration out on him? A man can dream.

Bloody hell, he’s not even a real knight. But they won’t let anyone into the forest unless they’re authorized. Johnny is just lucky one of his friends is a knight, letting him borrow the armor after a short ramble from the Scot about your picture- the damn drunkard having seen it at his favorite tavern. “Bonnie lass, Kyle. Gotta lemme see her, yeah? Jus’ gotta try- jus’ for a bit, jus’ so they’ll let me in?” Mans WHIPPED.

(He never even brings his sword. It’s an empty sheath and a fake handle, just so he can keep going into the forest in search for you without blowing his cover. What a guy)

[sapphicseasapphire]

wait can we hear about legend and marin in the cryptid au? O:

Absolutely!

Honestly, I haven’t changed much about Marin haha! The story of Link’s Awakening is pretty much exactly the same in canon as it is to my au, so there’s not much to say there, but I CAN talk about Legend’s relationship with her and how it effects him long term.

(Under the cut because this got longer than I expected!)

Marin was Legend’s first love. She was beautiful, kind, and had the clearest voice he’d ever heard. (And he’s Mer, he literally grew up around people with beautiful singing voices. He himself has a hypnotic, enamoring voice- when he sings. Which is… rarely).

He and Marin would make music together, her with her voice and him with his instruments. He’d never sing for her- which is something that he deeply regrets, now, but that can’t be helped. His reasoning was that she was so precious- so beautiful- that he could never bring himself to even try to join her melody with his own voice. He could never take her place.

He was ready to spend the rest of his life with her. On the peaceful shores of Koholint, snug in the safety of Mabe Village, far from any princesses who needed saving or a darkness sealing sword. He was happy to listen to Marin’s stories over the sound of rolling waves for hours- he could get lost in her eyes. That smile. That voice.

But Marin wasn’t happy. Legend knew that for as kind and innocent as she was, she had an adventurer’s spirit. She would pester him about where he came from, what life was like off the island. When Link had to escort her to the Animal Village, she would enthusiastically insist on taking every detour, wanting to explore every inch of the island. Legend admired that about her.

She was too big a personality for such a small island, he supposed. So he promised himself that once he woke the Wind Fish and he could leave the island, they’d explore the world together. She wanted to follow him, she had tried to wake the Wind Fish on her own. She was ready.

Who was Legend to deny her?

A fool.

Legend was a fool.

A horrible, awful fool.

He’d killed her.

He’d killed them all.

As he pulled himself onto the floating pieces of his boat, Legend felt nothing but grief. The horizon line stretched on forever at all sides, unobstructed. Koholint island had disappeared, and so had everything on it. Everyone.

The Wind Fish flew above him and he swore he could still hear her voice, but it faded into the rolling waves as the deity lazily floated away from him. Legend reached out, as if he could catch it before it disappeared entirely, to hold it close and never let go, but… but she was not coming back.

Legend bowed his head and cried then, screaming out his agony to an empty world, alone and confused and so so sorry-

He’d killed her.

Was she ever even alive in the first place? Was she even real? The sparkle in her eyes, the sweet melody of her laugh. When the sun shone on her hair, looking almost like fire as she walked along the shore. Footprints in the sand, two pairs, side by side.

Yes, she is as real. She was real, and now she’s gone.

Legend sat for hours, dazed and disoriented, staring at the spot on the horizon that Koholint should sit. And as the sun burned his skin and tears stung his eyes, he thought of the life he could have had. A life he yearned for. Marin at his side, sharing sweet melodies with each other. They’d travel the world- she’d charm every stranger they’d come across and he’d keep her from harm. Maybe they would return to Koholint, after their adventuring was done, and they’d settle into a calm life in Mabe Village, where the children play and the birds sing and the sun is always shining.

Maybe, he could have had a happy ending.

It was… a good dream.

But verily, it be the nature of dreams to end.

Now, Legend is a very different person. He has not made peace with Marin’s death (?). He loves her, even now, and doesn’t know what he’s supposed to do with that. His adventures had hardened him, making him cold and prickly. Others might steer clear of his bad attitude, not knowing that beneath that tough exterior is just a broken, scared young man.

• Singing is very very important to Mer. I’m making a whole comic about it! It’s really meant for Mer to sing with/to each other, weaving harmonies together with their voices. Legend won’t sing for just anyone- he’s so separated from his culture that he rarely sings at all.

• He sings with Ravio, though. And when he’s thinking too hard about Marin.

• SPEAKING OF RAVIO. He’s very understanding of Legend’s grief. He acknowledges that he loved someone else before he loved him, and he knows that it doesn’t mean that Legend loves him any less. When Legend gets sad about Marin, they talk about her for hours. They sing for her. And Ravio gives him lots and lots of hugs. Marin wouldn’t want him to be unhappy, and Ravio’s not about to let her down.

• Legend’s a big tough strong hero man. Until a person sings one (1) pretty song. Then all bets are off.

• He was probably on Koholint for a Very Long Time. I like to think that from his perspective, he was there for YEARS. And then woke up like nothing ever happened. Like you know how you dream entire days and then wake up after only like three hours? Like that but like a million times worse.

• He probably has a VERY HARD TIME trusting his surroundings. He probably believes that having someone like Ravio in his life is too good to be true, and maybe sometimes he’s afraid that he’s stuck in another dream. And he’ll wake up and it will all disappear again.

• I’ve talked a lot about Time and Sky and how they don’t trust each other. But I need you to know that the MOMENT that Legend finds out that Time is a God, he looses all trust in him. He goes from admiring him to absolutely siding with Sky. Only, where Sky is fearful, Legend is openly antagonistic. Because Time knows every deity. He knows the Wind Fish. And Time ALSO has the ability to warp reality. Legend doesn’t like that. Understandably

I’m getting incoherent at this point so I’ll stop now. I know I got so off topic- like only half of this actually answers your question- but thank you so much for asking! I love talking about my boys haha!

[britt-kageryuu]

It's a fairly nice day, and the stream is going well. On a background of a blue themed bedroom, Leo's model is lounging on a rainbow beanbag dressed in blue jeans, a shirt with a turtle that says 'Turtlely Gay', blue bandana with Trans tails, and unicorn slippers, he has a rabbit plush dressed like a samurai in blue. River is sitting on the floor next to the beanbag.

"Would you believe I found out some guys we know actually got their lives together after their lives went weird a few years back. It was really weird seeing them again after not seeing them in a while. Like this guy who's a chef had some setbacks in the food industry, and now he's employed at this High Class Hotel in New York as a head chef in one of the restaurants. Yeah fancy enough to have more then one restaurant." Leo lets out a slight laugh at a memory.

"Not to forget this couple that got together after being roommates for at least 3 years. We weren't invited to the wedding, which was understandable, we weren't really friends just barely acquainted with each other. I wonder who threw the bouquet, and who caught it? Hmm... " He starts muttering while counting out something. "I might remember to ask them the next time they drop by the local Museum of Magic. Last I heard they were planning to do podcasts about Magicians through the ages, or something. Gotta do something with that journalism degree I guess."

A notification goes off, "Why do you guys say you live in New York in your lore video?" River reads off.

Leo rereads the question for a sec, "Oh, that's easy. We heard about those urban legends about mutant sewer gators, and figured it wouldn't be that much of a reach for there to be mutant turtles. The rest of the lore was because of random family fairy tales, and just the randomness of our Actor Dad getting with a Scientist who also specializes in Genetics." He pauses to think about something, "Also the villains in the Lore? Dads Ex, some relatives who were kinda crazy, and the guys I just talked about and some other dudes. Yes we know this is why we weren't invited to the wedding! I'm just glad that one Wrestler asked me to be part of his wedding party for some reason!"

"Side tangent, I swear his wife purposefully aimed right at Star Warriors head during the bouquet toss. Like threw it like a baseball right at her head!" Leo mimes the throwing for emphasis. "Red caught it before it hit, and the bride literally shouted, "Close enough. Remember to invite me to you wedding!". Such an awesome woman." He wipes an imaginary tear from is eye.

"Anywizzle, the whole villain thing was just because of some events when we met them. Many of those not being our fault. Right?" Leo looks down at River.

"Data on file is inconclusive, or biased to it not being Dad or you guys fault!" River replies, before adding, "Though I still can't find out why you guys had a hippo costume, before that one time,in the first place."

Leo gives her a slightly flat look, and just shrugs, "I don't remember. We needed it for some reason. Dee really didn't put a reason in any of their archives?"

"Nope!"

Leo is understandably confused, "Must be something they don't want us to remember, or some similar reason. Well I just lost my train of thought. What topic should we switch to? Any suggestions Balemates?" He asks the audience.

The chat spams random suggestions, and emojis. Leo makes comments on some of the suggestions with jokes, and puns. And goes on from there with random tangents, and jumping topics.

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Masterpost

[coffee-colored-hopeless-romantic]

My New Addiction. Pt 1

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Yeah so I went very overboard with this and I think I’ll make a part 2 eventually. Def a slow burn mutual pining type thing.

Also lmk if the Spanish is off at all!!

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Octane x Fem!Reader

CW: mutual pining, s l o w burn, swearing,

You did it. You finally did it, you were a Legend! An Apex Legend! You worked your ass off and you made it, you were on the way to meet everyone and get settled into your new home. Yes you were nervous, you’re a fan of almost all the legends and now you were one of them, how could you NOT be nervous? You breathe in and out as the momentum slows and you realize that you’ve arrived. The door gets opened by the driver and you exit, your bags already being taken up to your room.

As you were lead to the main area where everyone was gathered, you heard music and chatter before you got there. Everyone got quiet when you entered and the first one to say something was none other than Mirage.

“Hey hey! There’s the new gal! Welcome to our uni-un- special group! I’m Elliot, also known as Mirage.” He takes a little bow and suddenly another one of him wraps his arm around himself. It was confusing but you laugh nonetheless at his greeting.

Soon Ajay came up and shook your hand, smiling. “Hey now, welcome to da family! I’m Lifeline on da field but you can call me Ajay. What’s ya name?” You smile back, shaking her hand. Thee Lifeline, she’s literally so iconic and you’re just buddies with her suddenly. It was hard to maintain composure. “I’m Y/n! Nice to meet everyone!” You say cheerfully.

Fuse hollers out “and she’s a looker! What a deal!” The typical thing Fuse would say, soon being nudged by his own partner Bloodhound. That earned a chuckle from the one eyed Aussie and a kiss was placed on the masked hunter’s temple in apology. You thought they were flirtatious with each other but didn’t know they were actually together!

You went down the line of greetings until Ajax sighed and looked visibly annoyed. “Now where is that fool? I told him ta show up! SILVA YA BETTA GET YA ASS OVA HERE RIGHT NOW!” She shouted, soon enough you all hear distant mechanical sounds at a hurried pace. “Sorry Che! Sorry! Got a little carried away with the livestream! Did I miss the new guy?” He asked absentmindedly as he entered the room, everyone basically just gestures towards you and he soon looked over himself. “Oh! Hola! Welcome welcome! I’m Octavio! Nice to meet you, chica!” He walked over and greeted you personally, taking off his goggles revealing his eyes to you. He doesn’t reveal his face online or during the matches so you hadn’t seen his face before. What you did see though, was extremely attractive.

The evening started to liven up, as you were shown to your room and got to change. Wraith, who you came to know as Renee, told you about the welcome party they were throwing for you at the bar they go to. It was a special bar exclusively for the legends and higher ups in the industry to keep from getting bombarded with fans, paparazzi and onlookers. It was the best place for them to unwind other than their personal quarters. You nod and decide to change into something a little nicer. A form fitting top, with a loose sweater over it and some jeans. Nothing fancy but it was nicer than your typical outfit.

First thing you see was Elliott, Loba, Octavio and Natalie (Wattson) on the dance floor having a ball. They were tearing it up and once Loba caught sight of you she rushed over and dragged you to join. “Come on beautiful! You’re the guest of honor tonight! Want something to drink?” She asks as she pulls you into the group of friends dancing about.

You nod and tell her to get something strong but fruity and she just winks and says ‘leave it to me’ and waltzed off to the bar. A few songs and drinks in, you were feeling pretty loose, you were sitting in a booth with Ajay, Octavio, Renee, Loba and Elliott. They kind of already inserted themselves as your clique for now until they all get to know you and you basically choose yourself. You couldn’t complain though, you were enjoying every moment of this and as the night went on, the more comfortable you got. Not to mention you got to see Octavio’s full face for most of the night and holy hell he was attractive. You already had a crush on the daredevil but now seeing his face, his smile, his eyes. Your heart melted, you tried extremely hard not to stare at the man, failing and getting caught a few times. The girls were quick yo notice and once Octavio left the table to go to the bathroom, Loba immediately leaned over.

“Someone’s got an eye on the speedster hm?” She grinned, chin on a hand, leaning closer onto the table. Your face flushed red and you attempted to deny it but everyone already knew. Ajay not understanding the attraction but she didn’t judge. He was also basically her brother so it was weird for her to see him in that light in any way.

The rest of the night went great, nothing crazy happened. Just a party and getting to know a few of the legends you’ll be fighting and fighting along side.

About a month or so passes by and it was your first time to be in a duos match with Octane. He knocked on your door early in the morning already hyper. You groggily open the door and see him bouncing a leg while he waited. “What’s up Tavi?” You ask through a yawn, he grinned and handed you a coffee he had just gotten. “Here! It’s got an extra shot in it, gotta make sure you can keep up with me! Don’t want you falling behind, besides we gotta kick ass today and get a win! It’s our first time getting paired up!”

You couldn’t help but smile at him, he was more excited than you thought he would’ve been, not that you thought he was gonna be excited in the first place but it was nice to know he was looking forward to fighting with just the two of you. You had been in trios together and he was as chaotic as you’d imagine. Rushing in. Losing sight of him entirely. Him leading squads to you. All the fun stuff Octane does. One thing though was you’d never actually used his jump pad. You have done your best to avoid that, you didn’t know what it was. You could drop out of the airship fine so it wasn’t the height that bothered you, you weren’t sure as to why you didn’t want to fly off that thing.

“Thanks Tavi, we’ll do great today.” You take a sip of the slightly stronger coffee that was gifted to you with a hum. “Mmm, delicious. Wanna come in? I was just gonna start making some food.” You offer and he shrugs. “Cant turn down a free meal can I?” He walked inside your little place with you and plopped himself onto a chair, leg bouncing as he sat. He really could just never keep still. As you were cooking and making conversation a few other legends come to the door, Octane opening it for you while you had your hands full.

A few familiar voices chime in, saying good morning and good luck. You heard Ramya nudge her way in. “Heyy newbie! How’s it goin? Wanted to see if you wanted to make a bet with me ya?” You had been warned about Ramya’s bets and stakes. You squint your eyes with a grin, brimming with curiosity. “Depends on what the bet is. Shoot.” She chuckled and placed both hands on her hips. “If my team wins, you gotta do something for us for a week. If you win, vise versa. Easy.” You raise your eyebrow and look over at Octavio, he’s smirking. Always up for a challenge. “HahHAH!” He laughs loudly and wraps an arm around you. “WHEN we win, be sure not to be sore losers.”

You sigh in defeat as they leave, now the stakes were higher. You didn’t want to do things for Ramya and Ajay for a week! Let alone knowing that Octavio would literally never let you live it down. You look over at the green haired daredevil as he was eating the simple breakfast you had made. “Tavi, we gotta win now.” He chuckled and looked at you. “If we lose, you owe me a kiss.” You owed him what now? Your face must’ve said the same thing because he smirked. “Good incentive huh?” He teased. You just sipped your coffee with a gaze. “Maybe I don’t wanna win now.” You say softly, kind of hoping he heard but also not. He did though and his eyebrow quirked. He licked his lips, getting a little speck of food off. “Well well, don’t threaten me with a good time, Señorita.” God he was hot. You were no stranger to getting distracted by him during matches, he was always laying down casual flirts to you but you assumed that was towards most people, like how Elliott flirts with everyone.

Wasn’t long til the match began. Octavio was laying it on thick, if you had slipped up or got knocked he would wink and say things like;

“Wow someone really wants that kiss.”

“Come on, Chica. I know you want to kiss me but this is a bit much.”

“Should I kiss you now so you keep up?”

All of it was NOT helping you with this ordeal. Soon enough though you hear the announcement of

3 REMAINING SQUADS.

You take a breath and heal up from the last fight you just finished, looking at Octane with a grin. “Hey we might actually win this thing!” You say excitedly. He nods and snaps a selfie with you. “Maybe you should kiss me if we win. How ‘bout that speedster?” You tease and he laughs a bit. “Like I said before. Don’t threaten me with a good time, hermosa.”

You cocked your head a bit, asking what that meant and he ignored you. As he ran off to find the last couple squads. You roll your eyes and follow in suit. All and all you didn’t win and Ramya and Ajey had, they were cheering and happily teasing you two for just barely losing. If Octane hadn’t rushed in when Ramya was downed he wouldn’t have gotten himself killed. You sighed and made your way back to the ship to return home. Octavio returning soon enough himself.

It was awkwardly silent between you two as the whole group returned, you both walked towards the winning duo, who both has smiles plastered onto their faces. “Don’t worry mates, we don’t have anything planned just yet. Enjoy your freedom for now!” Ramya patted both you and Octavio’s back and pushed you along. You two chuckled and you sighed a bit “I’m so nervous to find out what they have in mind for us.” Octavio shrugged and looked over at you “Eh I wouldn’t stress about it, Cariño. Whatever they come up with won’t be the worst thing.” You look at him, yet another nickname you don’t understand.

You don’t even bother trying to ask because you figured he wouldn’t tell you anyways. You sigh once again and rub the back of your neck. “You ok? Sore or something?” He asks with concern, looking right where you just massaged. “Yeah kind of. My neck is bugging me.” You admit and soon you feel two hands on your shoulder and where the base of your neck is. You let out a breath of relief as you started to feel the knots surface and loosen under his touch. Surprisingly he was really good at massages. You let out soft sounds of pleasure due to the tense muscles finally being worked on. “Oh my gosh Tavi..” you whisper out. What you didn’t see it the pink flush under his mask, the sounds he’s getting out of you was getting to him, his core beginning to heat up and his shorts slowly getting tighter, he felt dirty and a little ashamed his body reacted to something so innocent.

Soon enough he stopped and chuckled a bit “Yeahhh I kind of got magic hands Y’know?” He wiggled his fingers by his face, smirking in a silly way along with it, making you laugh a bit. There was a moment where you both kind of just looked at each other in silence, you catch him glance at your lips and back onto your eyes, you did the same thing. You heart skips a little when you see him leaning towards you, only to be interrupted by Elliott coming literally out of nowhere. “HEY! You guys almost had it! Good game.” He held out two fists for you guys to bump knuckles and you jump from the sudden voice and happily give him what he was lookin’ for. Can’t leave him hangin like that. He smiled and put his hands on his hips. “Well what you guys have planned? Anything fun? Can I come? I’m not doing anything and if you need some company I’d love to join you… I’m really bored.” He admitted his true intentions that he just wants some buddies to hang with and you both chuckle.

“We don’t have anything specific planned, just chillin until we gotta go do something.” You typically had a conference with paparazzi and interviewers after games but today it was scheduled for later so you’d all go get dinner afterwards. Elliott shrugged a bit and the three of you just hung out, Elliott being the metaphorical ‘cock block’ for Octavio. He unintentionally stayed close to you throughout the hangout session before you guys split off from Elliott to head to each of your rooms. Octavio sighed a bit and ran his hand through his hair “Well chica, as sad as it is we must depart from each other to go get fancier than I’d like.” He chuckled a bit before taking your hand and placing a kiss on your knuckles. “See ya!” He winked and ran off towards his room.

Once he was behind his closed door he ran his hands over his face, sighing. A lot was going through his mind, well more than usual. His attraction to you was gonna get him in trouble if he wasn’t careful. He tried to distract himself and actually make himself presentable for this press conference thingie that he hardly enjoyed going to. Only thing he enjoyed was his fans seeing him and interacting with him. At least he would see you dolled up right?

Oh God. He was gonna see you dolled up.

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Next part.↪️

[trulytiredhermit]

I have a wonderful idea. ( i always do, it's the confidence darling. )

Think about this, the reader from the modern world who was a voice actor of one of the Links, one of the Zeldas or any other characters.

Bonus points if the reader's voice is wildly different from the said character that nobody will believe that they are the voice actor of that character until they actually do it.

But then the Yandere Links will ask how they are able to voice them and we'd probably give them an existential crisis if we told them..

"No because it's actually easy to change my voice to [Character], AHEM AHEM.."

*'The reader's voice change to a deep or a more higher pitch

[insert a line on how the character would typically introduce themselves in the actual game/show or how they think that character would introduce themselves]

I said "show" than just game because of Courage.

Of course the Cartoon Link and CDI Link would be there too, their reactions will be hilarious i just know it.

Oh jeez, all the boys would be having existential crises and/or reoccurring trauma depending on who Reader voices.

For example if the Reader voiced any character that members of the chain had been close to that they have a sad past with. Well, hopefully Reader is just nice about it and doesn’t bring it up. (Ahem Navi, Marin, literally ANY of the champions, etc).

However if Reader was one of the Link’s voice actor then I feel like it’d be absolutely hilarious. Reader would say the most outrageous things in their voice and just catch the chain, and the Link, in question off guard.

For example could you just imagine Legend and Reader arguing over something and then Reader just whips out Legend’s voice on him.

Legend: I did NOT say that! I said-

Reader: Oh horseshit! You said, and I quote,-

Reader, clearing their throat, now speaking with Legend’s voice: “The map says we should take the left path, there should be a chest in there somewhere with loot or a key. And because I’m sooooo smart and know everything you should listen to me. Blah blah blah,” And then what happened! The floor starting projectile vomiting tiles at us!

Legend, taken aback: … first of all, how the hell did you just do that and secondly, I DIDN’T KNOW ABOUT THE DAM-

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Or Reader having been Time’s voice actor and so they just use that to scare the rest of the chain or make Time laugh.

Like idk if y’all have heard the parody of Fly Me To The Moon, but Reader would DEFINITELY take advantage of Time’s voice to sing that parody.

Time, quietly cleaning his armor:…

Reader, coming from out of nowhere: Hey Time wanna hear a song from my people?

Time, sensing something’s wrong already: Oh, no that’s quite fine [Nam-

Reader: Great! Here is Fuck the Moon!

Time, fighting a grin off his face now listening intently: … you have my attention.

Reader, singing in Time’s voice:

Fly me to the moon.

And let me kick it’s fucking ass.

Let me show it what I learned in my moon jujitsu class

In other words

Catch these hands

In other words

Coward, fight me

Fill my heartless void

And let me see you explode

You are all I ever hated

So please just gooo!

In other words…

Fuck the mooooooooon

In other words..

I hate you!

Reader, out breath: so what’d you think?

Time, discreetly wiping a tear from his eye: Beautiful, absolutely perfect. I’m not even gonna question the voice thing right now.

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Or like Wild and Wind are getting up to shenanigans and then they just hear Time’s disappointed voice from behind them like:

Wild and Wind getting up to stuff they shouldn’t:

Time’s voice sounding from behind them: And just what do you boys think you’re doing.

Wild and wind: !!!!!

They turn around only to see Reader holding back a grin and struggling to not break their composure.

Wild: Oh goddesses, I thought I was going to die a second time.

Wind: You’re telling me! That was worse then when Grandma and Aryll got mad at me.

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Time of course knows about Reader using his voice to prank the others and is all for it. That man is a prankster through and through and he is living for the chain being on edge not knowing if it’ll be him or Reader they encounter.

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Sad to say I’m not too familiar with the cringe Links but I know for fact that Reader would interrupt one of them with the “Well, excuuuuuuuuuse me Link!” And the Link in turn would just stare in betrayal and awe.

It’d turn into the Spider-Man’s pointing at each meme. Bonus points if Reader dresses up as them when they do it.

Also love the confidence darling, keep it up. 😂

[triptychgrip]

Chapter 3 preview of Put It In Reverse For Thirst: my story about married Viktuuri writing a role-reversal fanfic

I love writing established Viktuuri stories, as it's a way for me to envision how comfortable Viktor and Yuuri would have grown with one another through the years, post-canon. I've especially had a blast writing this meta story, 'Put It In Reverse For Thirst', which is the cringy title that Yuuri and Viktor give the role-reversal fanfic that they write and then proceed to roleplay.

The premise of their fic is one where 23-year-old Viktor Nikiforov has just finished performing Eros in competition for the first time, after a year-and-a-half of working with his coach/idol: retired "Living Legend" Katsuki Yuuri.

And though Viktor gives the program a stellar debut, he's confused as to why Yuuri is so reticent in the Kiss and Cry. In misinterpreting the literal waves of sexual tension emanating from his coach, he believes that Yuuri is embarrassed by his performance. When he proceeds to confront him over his hurt feelings, their subsequent conversation takes a very sappy (and steamy) turn, which, of course, makes for a dynamic roleplay situation.

Chapter 3 might be my favorite to write so far, as it'll contain the extremely sappy love confession (which, of course, makes real life Viktuuri emotional when they're reading it). I wanted to post a preview, below -- FYI, anything in brackets with big spaces before and after is their fanfic, to distinguish from their 'real life' conversation -- which I hope piques your interest.

I hope you'll consider checking this story out, or my other Yuri!!! on Ice work!

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[Knowing what he knew now, that he must have seemed so diametrically opposite to what Yuuri had been expecting, which was the charismatic and gregarious Viktor Nikiforov in those banquet photos…

Well, the subsequent realization stole his breath. 

Because it meant that Yuuri had seen him at his very worst, fully in the throes of his grief and depression, and had chosen to keep coaching him, anyway. Indeed, to keep coaching him long after the parameters of their relationship began to change, and once Viktor gradually found his way back to himself. 

Did that mean what he hoped it did…what his hammering heart so fervently yearned for?  

That somewhere along the way, that Yuuri had grown to realize that he needed Viktor, too? And, that just as Viktor’s heart grew ten sizes every time he opened up and discovered that Yuuri [Y: his Yusha] would meet him where he was, that perhaps it was the same for him, in turn?]

Viktor knew he’d failed to hide his sniffling when Yuuri paused to hug him (for what felt like the seven thousandth time, tonight). 

“S-sorry, Yusha,” he whispered, actually having to bring a hand up to his mouth to try and quell the noise. “I guess the floodgates have really opened up.”

“Silly, what is there to be sorry for?” his spouse asked in reply, sounding equally choked up. “As if I could ever be upset with you for being so moved by anything, but especially this? It might be a role-reversal, but this is still our story.”

Viktor nodded, expelling a noise that was half-laugh, half-sob, his embarrassment vanishing when he observed the way that Yuuri’s eyes were similarly brimming over with feeling. 

“I think we should update our tags,” he tearily mumbled, happily rising from his seat when he saw how Yuuri had scooted his chair back and extended his arm out in invitation. “After the ‘Men Crying’ tag, we could write in ‘and you might, too, if we did this right’.”

His husband made a sniffly noise of assent and tugged him onto his lap.

“Excellent idea, Vitya,” he affirmed, before encircling an arm around his waist and trying to coax him to rest his head against his chest.

“Can you take this off?” Viktor asked, tugging at the lapel of his suit jacket. “I don’t want to get snot and tears on it.”

Yuuri just gave him a knowing smile before doing as he’d asked, and he knew that he’d been found out; it always made him feel more grounded when he could listen to Yuuri’s heartbeat. As he lost himself to the steady thud in his ear, they both tried to compose themselves. 

His love returned to reading a few minutes later, propping the current page of their draft in between two paperweights so that he could still hold onto him with both arms.

[“It’s suddenly very obvious to me why you came after seeing the video Georgi uploaded, but why did you let me stay in Hasetsu, afterwards?” Viktor shakily demanded, stepping out of Yuuri’s blissful hold. 

“The Viktor Nikiforov that you danced with at the banquet, the one that made you feel alive…that’s the version of me you were looking for when you first came to St. Petersburg and then arranged for me to come back with you to Japan.”

It was a statement, not a question. As he looked into his coach’s bottomless gaze, he dared not read into the burgeoning softness in it.]

[spectrayus]

Context:

I remember when was younger and weirder. When got into the Minecraft fandom, even though Herobrine wasn't my first crush as a whole, he was my first crush in later shipped with my oc, Gloria.

Gloria, in case you don't know her, is a very attractive woman, with attitude, sarcastic and brave. An oc what indeed lately I don't use her, because, now my attention to draw the existing masculine characters.

But well! the point is I'm fulfilling what was the dream of that young! who in her time wanted to make her canon x oc, but she was afraid of being hated by the fandom, because before it was very frowned upon :D

WARNING: Toxic love, non-canon fictional relationship. So do not take the reading seriously. Minecraft fanfic, Canon x Oc

And to make a long story short, the rp was longer than expected.

Basically it's about Gloria finding herself lost, not recognizing such a place, there isn't her world.

And the worst part of her experience, felt someone was stalking her, from those trees, she saw white eyes. Although she didn't feel fear at once, it was uncertain to see.

Confused, she continued to ignore that presence. But within seconds of turning around, LITERALLY those same eyes appeared IN HER FACE.

Now looking at his appearance... Being tall, highly muscular, dark-haired...

It was obvious was quite attractive for the protagonist. But it gave her a bad feeling, was from seeing his expression, so cold, not showing expressiveness per se, not even speaking when he was near, just... watching.

Gloria tried to pull away, having her personal space, which the other prevented from doing so, grabbing her arm with sudden abruptness. From the danger she felt now, tried to pull away and scream for help, but she didn't succeed, her strength was immersed. Being able to know... that man is more powerful than thought.

From so much resistance, the white-eyed man slammed her against a tree, wanting her to stop resisting and agree to what might happen. Although Gloria was clearly still in denial. So in her limit of irritation, she pushes with all her strength against his chest and screaming with all her might "MONSTER!!!".

That moment, there soulless entity, didn't move, just staring at her without expressing himself for a moment, until a tear came dazzling out.

Gloria was perplexed, confused and surprised, apparently that word hurt him a lot, even though had said worse things to him. Seeing him cornered in a tree, with his back turned, as if were a small child being scolded. It made her laugh a lot, so the situation became less tense.

Gloria claimed, making him assure him would not fall for it. Knowing that pathetic tactic of men to give pity. But that won't work, won't fall for it...

will she?

Herobrine headcanon: Although it looks creepy in appearance, and many legends and myths have established its reputation. As the most terrifying monster you should fear.

In reality, if you dare to meet him, he is a quiet and mocking ghost. He is used to being feared even though he has not done as many bad things as people say. Although he keeps his great distance and has no contact with other people, Gloria is the exception.

Even having a small obsession...

[love--t]

The Lonely Hearts Club

Are you lonely too?

Prologue

Pairing: Punk!Wooyoung x fem!reader

Genre: Enemies to lovers, Battle of the bands, Fluff?

Warnings: None for now (please comment if there is something)

a/n: This is my first time writing on tumblr, feedback is highly appreciated, Thank you for reading :)

Michael Jackson, Céline Dion, Mariah Carey.

Posters of all the music legends were hung up perfectly before you.

This was it.

This was the moment you had been looking forward to.

"Give a warm welcome to The Lonely Hearts club!" 

The screaming of the fans brought you out of your thoughts, huffing, you grabbed the black shiny microphone from the sound guy, making your way up the stairs, to the small stage, Five chairs strategically placed.

You stared out into the crowd as the rest of your band mates made their way onto the stage.

The air conditioning soothes you from the heavy light making you regret the black ensemble you agreed to wear.

Once you were all settled down, you smiled at the rest of the guys, nodding to each other and greeting the fans with your melodic voices.

"Welcome to the Grammy museum!"  the host introduced enthusiastically

After many tears of joy, sadness, hard work and all the drama the five of you went through it was all worth it, just for a shot at a Grammy.

you couldn't stop fidgeting, drying your sweaty palms on your black miu miu skirt, imagining your stylist voice chastising you for ruining the expansive fabric.

"Well you guys are the most influential artists of your era alongside some of the biggest names but you guys seem to be so humble about where you came from, that there's literally no information as into how your band came to be".

The band laughed at the Host's words, sharing a knowing look.

Your pink haired cousin brought up the microphone to her pouty lips.

"oh god, where do we start?" she blushed bring up her hands to cover her face, eyes shining as she peeked through her fingers, making the crowd coo at her cuteness

"I think that y/n is the best to tell the story, the band did start with her". 

you turned towards your drummer as he spoke those words, a loving gentle smile spreading on his equally handsome face contrasting his on stage persona.

Your boyfriend stares at you with pride in his eyes,  reaching out for you, you grab his hand, feeling the toughness  from so many years of drumming.

You couldn't help but stare back at him, your eyes lighting up and the butterflies in your stomach having a field day.

His touch always calmed you down.

Everyone could tell how in love you were, especially your bandmates who saw your relationship flourish into what it is now.

 The show of affection made the crowd scream, as they chanted your ship name.

"Ewww guys not here" the friendly giant bassist of the band whined,  grabbing onto his equally tall guitarist best friend, Making him grab onto his chest in a comedically way.

"Go on baby" your boyfriend encouraged, knowing how in small settings you were still the shy girl at heart, not the fierce strong women you show when you're on stage.

You sighed, staring at your bandmates hesitantly.

You bring the microphone to your lips, a small shy smile playing on your lips.

"umm... soo... the band started five years ago"

and that was all you needed for the memories of music, laughter, hate and love to come rushing back to you.

[kaylinalexanderbooks]

Find the word tag

Thanks @annetilney for the tag!

Tagging: @gracehosborn @theelfauthor @queerfox-tales @jamieanovels @writingpotato07 @writingmoth @oli-vander19 @amnafarooqi @mr-writes @fantasyfillsmysoul @myhusbandsasemni @minutiaewriter

(no pressure to participate, and anyone else can as well!)

My words: vague, glass, crimson, jolt, steady

Your words: regard, brag, outline, rib, permanent

Vague:

From School of the Legends--

After a while, when Úrsula turned the page, she found not more story, but the acknowledgements from the author. She sighed, smiling as she closed the book. She wiped her eyes--watering from the ending. She set the book temporarily on the bedside table beside her, glancing at the time. It’d been almost an hour--surely her mother should be in with the dessert soon. Úrsula hopped out of bed and went back to the touchscreen on the table, playing the Brandenburg once again. She collapsed on the pile of pillows, beanbags, and stuffed animals that she called her comfort corner and closed her eyes, listening intently. A vague annoyance plagued Úrsula when there was a knock at the door--for she was once again interrupted in her listening--but it was always nice to see Mamãe, even though their interactions were brief, and it was always a nice surprise to see what delicious dessert Mamãe had tonight.

Glass:

From The Secret Portal Pt2--

CW: death implication

I woke up with a start, panting. I looked around. I was in my old room. Back in Sector 3. I crawled out of bed and ran out of the room and down the hall. I stopped at my parents’ door, pressing the button to open it. I snuck across the room and crawled into bed in between my parents. My mother was breathing slowly. My father was snoring. I hadn’t woken them. I closed my eyes, trying to go back to sleep. My mother suddenly shot upright, screaming. The house shuddered. My head felt as if it was on fire. I screamed as it felt like my mind was ripping apart. Glass broke, pictures fell from the walls. I curled up in pain as tears streamed down my face. Then it was still. My mother collapsed back onto the bed. My heart pounded in my ears, but I heard her breathing. But on my other side, not a sound came.

Crimson:

From The Secret Portal Pt1--

“Why’d you fix my head? How? It was large and deep. It should’ve been impossible for you to’ve fixed it so quickly. Unless…” Another thought crossed my mind. “Unless it’s been much longer than—” “You were unconscious for about an hour,” Jedi said, softly. “There’s nothing to worry about.” I looked at him, bewildered at how soft he was speaking. I remembered that this was the guy who’d carried me here. He didn’t have to, I guess. And even as I was dipping in and out of consciousness, I remember how safe I’d felt. He was gentle, even if he was the one who’d brought us here. When I’d woken up on the floor inside of the purple fence, the first thing I’d noticed was that my head no longer hurt. I’d reached up and touched where I’d fallen, where there used to be a large, bloody gash, but there was nothing. At first, I’d thought it was a dream that I’d gotten hurt, but the crimson streak of dried blood was in my otherwise brown hair was proof enough.

Jolt:

From School of the Legends--

Tierney was jolted awake that morning in two ways. The first jolt was from Jarred rapidly knocking on the door to his room. The second was a literal jolt of static shock from the friction his body caused from sliding against both the fitted sheet beneath him, as well as the duvet covering him, when he jumped from the first jolt. He yelped at both, causing Jarred to laugh from outside the door. Tierney scrambled out of bed and practically ran to the door--bare feet sliding on the hardwood floors--threw the door open, and jabbed his finger into Jarred’s side, causing Jarred to let out a rather embarrassing “eep!” as the static shock pierced through his cotton clothes, and he jumped back, almost falling over when his feet slipped on the carpet beneath him. Now it was Tierney’s turn to laugh. Jarred regained his balance and pointed a finger at Tierney as a mock threat. “You’re dead.” “Not if I kill you first!” Tierney said, jumping out at Jarred, who bolted down the hall. Tierney followed his brother with his hand outstretched, making extra sure to drag his feet on the carpet to keep up the static, even if it slowed his pace. Jarred turned a corner and made an “oof!” sound as he ran into Richard--both falling over, causing Tierney to trip over both of them and crash to the ground.

Steady:

From The Secret Portal Pt1--

Nadua screamed at the sound of an explosion coming from behind her, causing her to lose control of the cloak that covered her and her husband. Her ears rang as Dylan wrapped his arms around her. Nadua breathed slowly as Dylan slowly patted her messy hair and she stroked her swollen belly. Once she made sure her cloak concealed them, she nodded at Dylan, and they were off again. The two ran across the road—away from home and toward the dark forest that stretched on for infinity. Nadua looked back to where her little sister was fighting—she couldn’t let it distract her. She had to make sure the cloak was steady. She could worry about Atsila when she and Dylan were safe in a world with no war. Dylan set his mind on getting his wife and unborn child to the other side of whatever was past that portal. They had to make it. They had to. Dylan squinted up ahead in the darkness. The portal was too far ahead to make anything out, at least on normal terms, but these were anything but normal.

Whenever I do these the contrast of how TSP and SOTL are written always shocks me! But that should be a good thing I suppose.

[squigglywindy]

Four looked at his reflection in the sword, which he had been polishing for some time now, and sighed. Legend was sitting next to him, placing beans into Warriors scarf, which was slightly bothering him. Warriors, the victim of this strange prank, was currently sleeping, and Legend seemed to think it would be fun to see how many beans he could fit in his scarf. So far he was at 106. He had been enjoying the silence, but Legend interrupted it around 10 minutes ago when he had started counting. Seriously where did he get all these beans???

"106, 107, 108...."

Other than the obnoxious muttering, everything was peaceful. But peace cannot last. He knew this, he had experienced the disruption of peace many, many times. He had thought everything was peaceful after his first adventure, then BOOM! Another! And then right after his second? He was thrown into some weird portal and now he was here listening to Legend mutter about beans, while Warriors snored. But he would rather listen to Legends counting then what came next, because it was far, far worse.

"Hey guys! I made a snack!"

Wild. Wilds snacks were usually amazing. Usually he would beg for more. But this. This? Wild was holding a massive pot, which he slightly tipped so everyone could see the contents. Inside was some weird looking cheese and a strange red paste, which absolutely reeked. The very sight of it was disgusting. Absolutely dreadful. Everyone around the camp just stared at him, almost like they were in some weird trance. Not Legend though, Legend kept counting. He was at 120.

"Wild what the fuck is that?" and like that, the trance was broken.

"Wind! Watch your language!" "Yeah yeah sorry old man"

"WILD WHAT IS THAT" "DEAR HYLIA IT REEKS" "NO GET IT OUT OF MY FACE" "FUCK" At that last one, everyone quieted. Legend was glaring at everyone, and looked close to tears. He had lost track of how many beans. An entire hour, completely wasted, not that Four cared. Okay maybe he had found it slightly amusing. Oh, and Wars was also awake now, and very confused about why there was an extremely angry Legend hovering over him, and why Sky looked like he was about to vomit.

"Guys! Come on trust me! Its super good!" Wild exclaimed, with way too much enthusiasm. Four glared at him and backed away, while Twilight started to approach Wild.

"Ok pup! Ok, but whats in it?" Of course Twilight was going to be rational. Everyone knew that was poison. Even Time looked disgusted. Hyrule was looking at it with googly eyes though, but everyone knew he was not someone to trust with food. He expected better of Wild, really. Although, he did tend to eat weird food. Like strange glowing mushrooms, monsters, literal organs. Yeah scratch that, maybe he didnt trust Wild completely. Wild grinned and started to bounce a bit, obviously way too happy, because who the hell would be happy when they were holding that.

"Its parmesan cheese and ketchup!"

Twilights smile faltered. He froze in place. Oh, the poor guy was trying so hard to remain nice. Sky vomited. Warriors was desperately trying to find out what was going on, but no one was going to help him. Legend and Time just looked extremely concerned and disappointed, while Wind laughed. Oh and Hyrule STILL seemed to think this looked GOOD.

"Wh-" Twilight started to speak, but it was too late. Wild took a massive spoon out of his pocket, and dove into the condiment. And he ate. This, this was when all hell broke loose. Twi lunged at him and tried to grab the spoon, however, he faceplanted instead. Time jumped up to grab Twilight, while yelling at Wild to stop. Legend nearly fell over from laughter, while Wind really did fall over from laughter. Sky. Poor Sky. Hyrule looked at Wild with big beady eyes, while begging him to share. Meanwhile, Warriors stared, his expression completely blank. He was covered in beans, and his hair was covered in sticks and leaves, because he had decided to sleep on the ground. The poor guy went into shock.

Four didnt react. He stared with disgust and shock, but there was no way he was getting within 5 feet of that. It smelled absolutely vile, it was probably toxic.

Twilight had managed to get up (although his nose was bleeding profusely) and had thankfully pried the spoon out of Wilds hands. Wild was NOT happy about this, and was putting up a fight. However, he noticed Twilights bloody nose, and began to settle down.

"Guys im sorry, I made this for all of us. I just. I thought you would like it, yknow? Im sorry..." Wild looked down, unshed tears in his eyes. Honestly, Four kind of felt bad. But also, he didnt really want Wild to die again.

"Wild. No. Thats toxic. We appreciate the thought, and you are an amazing cook, but we are concerned for your health." Twilight continued to bleed from his nose.

Wild nodded sadly, before dumping an entire pot of vile goo into the fire. This resulted in a forest fire. Warriors still had beans in his scarf as they ran.

Days later, when Wild was still sick, and Hyrule was still complaining about not getting to try it, Four would go back to that burned down forest. And there, he would find the pot, which somehow survived the fire. And he would smile a cruel smile as he watched the pot drown in the nearby river, never to be seen again.

Which one of y'all sent me the entirety of Parmup in an ask

[howl-at--the-sun]

Writing Hyrule is a struggle but I did what I could

Hyrule & Twilight :D

The air glowed brilliant amber as the sun pierced through the multicolored leaves. Fall was in full swing with its chill heralding the approach of winter, and the trees were shedding so quickly in preparation that it was practically raining leaves. Twilight heard music carrying on the breeze, bringing Sky and Legend's whimsical tune as Wind played conductor. Smiling, the Ordonian continued his trek through the woods, enjoying the scenery and the scent of damp earth and the sounds of crickets chirping gently in the oncoming dusk.

As another gust of wind blew more leaves to the ground, Twilight looked up to appreciate the view and noticed a figure sitting in one of the trees. Eyebrow raised, he almost called out to Wild when he realized that the person wasn't his feral protégé at all. Instead, it was Hyrule.

"Traveler?" Twilight called, a little curious what his brother-in-arms was doing.

Hyrule looked down at him, eyes a little wider than usual, and then he relaxed. "Hey! Do you need something?"

"I was just wondering what you were doing."

"Scouting," Hyrule answered. "This is how I usually did a first sweep of an area before exploring. Helps to see landmarks and all."

Twilight chuckled to himself. "Do you ever use a map?"

Hyrule bit his lip. "Not really. I don't get why everyone is so insistent on one. I can keep track of things in my head."

"Yeah, sure, that's why you get lost all the time."

Hyrule pouted mildly and then gave a cheeky half smile. "You should try exploring without one sometime."

"Well, let's see if I can try your method," Twilight said, gripping the tree and beginning to climb to reach his friend. He wasn't as agile at climbing literally anything like Wild, but he could haul himself up most trees and cliffs. He did have to build his own home in a tree, after all.

Once he reached Hyrule's perch, Twilight settled beside him, enjoying the bird's eye view. Close to the top of the tree line, he could see mountains in the distance, capped with misty clouds that hid their jagged peaks, as well as a village nestled comfortably in the valley a little ways down from their area. The amber glow of the forest reminded him so strikingly of the twilight realm that he felt his mind and heart grow burdened with a sadness so heavy he might as well have had a moblin sitting on him. He felt his shoulders sag.

"You okay?" Hyrule asked.

"Yeah," Twilight answered quietly, lowering his face so his hair hid his tear-filled eyes. "Just... something I should be over by now, I guess."

Hyrule remained silent, watching him uncertainly, and then Twilight huffed out a small laugh, sighing and wiping his face tiredly. "It's okay."

"It doesn't seem to be," Hyrule noted.

Twilight swallowed thickly, letting the cool air banish the flush from his cheeks. "Maybe so. But... well... the old man once told me that healing isn't linear, and I... forget sometimes."

Hyrule's unassuming gaze lingered on him a moment longer before staring off into the trees once more. "Life can be devastating sometimes... but it's amazing how resilient people can be. I've seen so many people and places healing after all the damage Ganon did to my world. It gives me hope and pushes me to keep moving forward. It's hard to not linger on the bad things, but if you can find good to focus on and continue with, then it makes all the difference, you know?"

The ranch hand smiled at the traveler, broken heart a little fuller. "Spoken like a true Hero of Courage."

Hyrule glanced at him again, caught off guard, and then he laughed sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck. "Oh, well, we're all heroes here, Rancher. I know you've got a strength like no other that drives you forward."

"We're all heroes, yes, but sometimes we need someone to help us too," Twilight reminded him with a hand on his shoulder. "I'm glad I have you."

Hyrule was at a loss for words for a moment, and then his face reflected the glow of the sun, eyes alight with care. "I'm glad I have you too."

.DKCJSNGL;DKAFNJS;LFDKJNDLSJDSK

LOFTY THIS IS SO GOOD

I'm not going to lie I started to tear up a lot when Twilight was talking about healing not being linear and missing Midna. That really hit close to home. This whole thing is wonderful and thank you so so so much for writing this for me.

[shanks42]

Shanks: The ancient prophecy of the missing millennia

Sorry for the wait. I will post a new section of the story probably every 2 to 3 days. Thankyou for the patience. I will be making a master list to find the links easier today for y'all. :)

Chapter 10: Robin and Nami see Shanks again

They finally arrive at the infirmary and both take a deep breath before opening the door and entering. They teared up at the sight in front of them and started crying. There layed Shanks, bandaged from head to toe in gauze, some areas thicker. He had IVs in his arms and was on a breathing machine as they watched his chest slowly rise and fall. His heart rate was stable and breathing steady, face scrunched up like he was in terrible pain even after Chopper gave him painkillers.

Robin went and sat on the other bed in the room and began shuffling through his medical charts. Meanwhile Nami grabbed a chair from the corner of the room and placed it directly by the bed, grabbing Shank’s hand with hers and kissing his fingers one by one. “I’m so sorry this had to happen to you. It was because Blackbeard saw Robin and I on your boat huh? How did he ever find out you are the Red Dragon out of those legends.” said Nami; Just then they saw his heart rate spike and breath hitch like he knew it was her.

Robin walked over with the other chair and started to gently stroke Shank’s head gently massaging it, minding the injuries already there. “It looks like you’ve been through literal hell sweetie. What did they do to you? Surely it can’t be good.” whispered Robin loud enough for Nami to look up. “I don’t know, but those bastards are going to pay for hurting the man we have come to love so deeply in the last 2 years. This is inexcusable and they will pay dearly for it with their lives” hissed Nami. Anger came off her in waves before Robin gently grabbed her cheek and told her to calm down and how it wasnt good for Shank’s right now.

Nami and Robin were suddenly awoken by the machine showing heart rate spiking and uneven breathing. They hadn’t realized they fell asleep leaning over the bed, they both looked up and saw sweat beading on his brow and him shaking violently. Robin used her 'cien fluor' to hold the shaking captain down on the bed as Nami climbed on top, straddling him as she grabbed his face in her hands and gently called out to him. 

The look on his face was pain, fear and something else that they couldn't put their fingers on. Robin kept holding him down as she gently started stroking his hair as Nami continued to call out his name calmly trying to pull him out of whatever nightmare he was having. When nothing else worked, Nami leant down and kissed him causing him to relax instantly. Robin released her hold and was putting her hand down when a bandaged hand suddenly grabbed it and pulled it up to a bandaged chest where Nami’s hand was. 

They both looked down and were surprised to see tired maroon eyes looking between the two of them. He weakly smiled and grimaced in pain “mmm hurts” he mumbled barely coherently. “Let me call the doctor and get them in here” said Nami as she gently climbed off of Shanks and crossed the room to the transponder snail.

 “I missed you, more than you know. I was so heartbroken when I found out what happened. Nami felt the same way. You can’t leave us, please don’t leave us.” Robin said quietly as not to disturb Nami as she called Law. “I missed my girls too. I’m sorry this happened and I wasn’t strong enough. There were too many of them all at once” weakly replied Shanks as Nami walked up hearing all of it. “Robin was right, you had us so worried that we had lost you. After you promised to take us and the straw hats to explore the world with you hehe” lightly said Nami ending in a laugh. 

Just then Chopper and Law walked into the room smiling looking down at Shanks. “Good to see you awake so soon, let’s get these pain killers down. Are you hungry, can you maybe sip on some broth??” asked Chopper as he checked his vitals and Law administered the Painkillers. After receiving no answer they looked and realized he had succumbed to sleep again. “He should be fine, if he has nightmares I'm sure you guys can handle it but if anything happens or gets out of control let us know.” said Law and he and Chopper walked out of the room. Nami and Robin were beyond tired and finally decided to crawl into bed with Shanks and hold him as they passed out. Amazingly no nightmares came that night.