#they're adorable and I love them

[happylittleshrub]

THEY ARE FATHER AND SON YOUR HONOR

And whoever's idea it was to give Rocket dad reading glasses deserves a raise and a promotion and a Presidential Medal of Honor.

[skyloftian-nutcase]

For the prompt event maybe something off ur golden mercy list? That master list thing you have? You’ve got stuff there that hasn’t been posted and I’m curious

Link sighed a little as he stood still in the cavernous castle hallway. He tried not to question orders, really, but when something exciting was finally happening in the castle, he couldn’t help but feel a little upset that he didn’t get to be anywhere near the action.

It wasn’t every day that the Gerudo sent a royal delegation to Hyrule Castle, after all.

Not that Link really knew anything about the Gerudo. But it was something different, at least. It was all the more reason for him to be at his best, to keep alert for trouble. But he was also curious – he liked learning and seeing new things and people. He was a little too shy to actually seek them out, but if he’d been given a guard post closer to the action he wouldn’t have had to worry about that.

Oh, well. He would still perform his duty to the best of his abilities, however boring it was to guard a random hallway.

He supposed there had to be a reason he was stuck making sure the area remained restricted to these new guests. He knew there were some important areas back there, and he thought he saw the princess.

Maybe that was it, then. Maybe the guests weren’t allowed near Princess Zelda. But surely Link wouldn’t be entrusted with such an important assignment; he’d only been a guard for a little over a year, after all.

Movement caught his attention, interrupting his musings. He looked straight ahead, noticing a young woman—teenager? She was kind of tall to be a teenager, but Link reluctantly supposed he was a little short—walking his way. She wore strange clothes, sporting a halter collared colorful top made of differently dyed leathers that didn’t quite cover her entire torso, leaving some of her belly exposed. She wore baggy pants, crimson in color with patterns on them, covered by a black cloth that served as some kind of hybrid of a skirt and scarf-like belt. Her arms were adorned in golden jewelry, as was her bright red hair, which was held back in a bubble ponytail.

Who was this? He’d never seen anyone like her. She… was really…

Link felt his cheeks flush, and he swallowed. Being pretty wasn’t an excuse for him to lower his guard. But who was she? Was she part of the Gerudo delegation? She had to be, right? Why was she over here, so far from the throne room?

He was too shy to speak up at first, and she was just wandering anyway. His task was to prevent anyone from entering the area behind him. If she wanted to explore the hallway in front of him, that was her business, he supposed.

But she clearly didn’t. She caught sight of him, anmber eyes examining behind him curiously, and he felt every single emotion slam into him at once.

She was going to try to get past him, wasn’t she? She didn’t even notice him, she just looked right through him. But that was fine, he was a guard, it was his job to be invisible. But—

The girl tried to walk by him, and he automatically stepped in her way. “This area is restricted, ma’am.”

The girl blinked, tilting her head to the side as she crossed her arms. “Why?”

Why? Why? Nobody ever asked why! What was he supposed to say? “Be-because it is.”

“Huh,” she grunted, looking unimpressed. “Okay.”

Immediately, the girl moved to walk around him again. Link thwarted her once more, and he felt himself starting to grow a little annoyed. “I cannot let you pass.”

She clearly was too, brow furrowing. But instead of arguing, she glanced to her right, staring outside a large window. “What about outside?”

Link’s irritation dissipated, and he became bewildered. “Huh?”

“Outside,” she repeated, her face relaxing. “Is the outside restricted?”

Link was so confused by this conversation. “N-no…?”

“Okay!” She quipped easily, strolling towards the window and opening it, climbing outside.

Link blinked, registering what he’d just seen. What had just—did she just—

Wait a second! She was going to climb the wall to the next window down and enter the hall from there, wasn’t she! “H-hey!!”

Agitated, Link ran to the window, leaning out to watch her climb along the stone. She moved methodically, muscles rippling with each shifting motion, but the mischievous, smug smirk on her face caught his eye more than anything. “Hey, you said it wasn’t restricted!”

Link puffed his cheeks out in frustration. “Yeah, but the next window that way is! You can’t go in there!”

The girl’s smile grew, and she moved a little faster towards the next window.

Link growled, throwing himself on to the ledge and leaping up a little to grasp an area that he knew was easier to grip, allowing him to move faster along the castle wall than the Gerudo girl. She paused a moment, watching him crawl nearly with ease, used to climbing anywhere and everywhere, before she tried to race him to the next window. He beat her, huffing a little at the exertion, and sprawled himself across the windowpanes just as she reached them, making a physical barrier and glaring at her. “No access!”

She stared at him a moment, a little caught off guard, and then laughed. “Why didn’t you just go back inside and run down the hall to get to this window??”

Oh. Well—he—that was— “B-because it’s restricted to m-me too!”

“I just think you didn’t think of it,” the girl remarked knowingly. Link spluttered a little in response, but before he could get a coherent argument out, she smiled and said, “You’re a really good climber, though.”

Link’s train of thought completely derailed. She—he—what?

The girl sighed then, asking, “Really, though, why is it restricted?”

His senses came back, and he answered honestly, “I… I don’t know. I don’t ask.”

“Well, you should,” she replied with a little frown. Then she bit her lip, glancing off in the distance. “All right, all right. I get it. No access.”

With that, she released one of her hands from the stone, making Link a little nervous for her safety, and she reached for something dangling off her belt that was hidden under that dark sash. It was an item of some sort, looking like a mitt with claws attached. She pointed it towards the window they both had crawled out of it, and it shot the claws towards the stone that stood between the glass, pulling her back towards the window in record time and allowing her to leap right through with the momentum granted to her.

Link stared in her wake, feeling his heart race a little, caught up in the chaos and confusion and…

Wow.

Wait! Now she can go through the hallway without me guarding it!!

He didn’t make the same mistake twice; Link twisted to just enter through the window he’d crawled to, rushing down the hallway, cheeks flushed, and he saw the girl standing innocently at the grand entrance to this wing of the castle. Before either could say anything, though, another strangely dressed woman, far older, walked up to the girl. “Your Highness, Lord Ganondorf is looking for you.”

Lord—Your Highness— “Y-you’re the princess—” he immediately blurted out, and then instantly regretted it.

Where are my manners, oh gosh I’m going to disgrace all the Sheikah and Hyrule and—

Link practically fell over instead of bowing gracefully, and the girl didn’t comment as she complied with her own guard’s request. He stayed in that position for what felt like ages, catching his breath, berating himself over and over again.

Maybe it was a good thing he wasn’t stationed near the delegation. Hopefully he hadn’t done too much damage with his stupidity.

Thankfully, the rest of his shift went uneventfully. He dragged himself to the barracks, worn out, settling on his bed by the open window. He glanced outside dully at the evening light, leaning against his pillow and groaning. His stomach growled a little in protest, and he realized he’d forgotten to eat lunch. Or dinner.

Was it too late to go to the kitchen? Would there be any food left? He was hungry.

There was a loud clatter, a sound of metal scraping on stone, and Link bolted up, alarmed. Looking around for the source of the noise, he saw massive claws gripping the window frame. He anxiously reached for his sword before recognizing the claws, freezing.

Wait a—

A chain attached at the end of the claws moved rapidly, and before he knew it the Gerudo princess was vaulting through the open window.

“That took way too long to figure out where the barracks were,” the girl groaned, removing her clawshot from the window and smiling at him. Link stared at her, eyes wide, completely thrown off as to what he should even do in this situation. The princess plopped down on the bed, sitting beside him, and said, “My name’s Hemisi. Not princess. What’s yours?”

“L-Li—Orik.”

“Liorik?”

He couldn’t help the blush that burned his cheeks. “N-no, I—my name is—”

“This shouldn’t be hard,” the princess interrupted, raising an eyebrow.

“Link!” He spat out. “My name is—Orik.”

The princess stared at him. “Which one is it? Or do people in Hyrule usually have two names?”

“No, I—” he was making this stupidly complicated. “I’m sorry. I go by Orik.”

“But you said your is Link.”

He really messed this up, didn’t he? “Both. They’re both my name. I’m—I’m half Hylian. Link is my Hylian name. But Orik is my—it’s the name I go by.”

“So it’s the name you prefer?”

“No,” he answered immediately, and then bit his tongue. “It’s complicated. Sorry.”

The princess—Hemisi watched him curiously. “I have… so many questions. But… it’s nice to meet you. Is this area restricted too?”

Link found himself laughing. “I guess not.”

It was strange, how easily he could talk to her, how easily he could speak with a princess. But she didn’t act like one. Or, well, maybe she kind of did – she held a sort of command to her, kind of like Lady Impa, an expectation that people would just listen to her, a casual confidence. But it was kind of nice; she cut through the usual protocol and they could just… talk.

Link forgot he was hungry. He forgot she was a princess. The two laughed and asked each other questions, and when more guards approached they both scurried under the bed to hide, and Hemisi’s laughter turned to wheezing, and the sound was so ridiculous Link nearly bust a rib trying to hold himself back from cackling.

When the coast was clear, Hemisi bade her goodbyes, promising to find him again, and Link laid in bed all night, wide awake, smiling, wondering if he’d ever get the chance to actually hang out with her once more.

It would be kind of nice if they could.

[adaines-furious-feast]

hey, im back (for like the 3rd or 4th time today ive been up too long)

but sorcerer!adaine

adaine, who magic has always come easy to her. too easy

sure, she's smart and the theory is easy, but she doesn't retain as much for practicals? or at least she doesn't get the hang of spells that quickly but the ones she does know, she can manipulate them really well.

too well.

adaine, who's secretly a sorcerer.

adaine, who's anxiety causes wild magic surges. adaine, who wishes she could've stayed at hudol, not because she wanted to go, but because it was all theory. she knows spells inside and out. but actually casting them? it seems like she has a limited magic pool

magic feels different, feels innate, but isn't it like that for everyone? that magic is something they use from within? everyone in her family are wizards, wouldn't it make wizardry genetic?

except, jace

the sorcerer adaine has never met.

the sorcerer that doesn't realize adaine is a sorcerer herself. the sorcerer that knows adaine is his kid (he's not that stupid) but that knows adaine to be a quick, theorhetical wizard, who isn't that good at tons of practicals

the sorcerer, who realizes that adaine's magic isn't wizardry. it's sorcery.

the sorcerer, Mr. Stardiamond, who gets her a class transfer because Adaine is a wild magic sorcerer (just like her dad) and even thought mr. stardiamond doesn't have favorites, adaine feels like he's one of her favorite teachers by a long shot.

and adaine, who desperately wants a new family, doesn't realize that she's learning from the man who could give it to her

Totally adore it.

This AU, Adaine may be bad in wizard practical work when it comes to hitting the points that Tiberia wants her to. But she does get the end goal. The reason why she's so good at adapting spells on the fly etc is because she's compensating for the wizard stuff she can't do (reflecting a real world learning disability/difference).

And then she finally gets the accommodations she needs (i.e. transfers to sorcery) and everything just gets so much easier.

[legolasghosty]

Happy Willex Wednesday!!!

So I'm currently in the process of trying to move a bunch of my old prompt fills and drabbles over to ao3, mostly so I can actually find them once in a while. And cause I'm a sucker for kudos. And today features some soft Willex fluff because how could I not celebrate!!!

You Look Good in My Clothes Alex/Willie Fluff, Rated G, 1k words

Enjoy!!!!

[ponytailcoby]

[thefreelanceangel]

[honourablejester]

More Pathfinder: I’m watching Mythkeeper’s video on the Proteans, the ancient inhabitants of the Maelstrom and possibly the most ancient creatures in existence. Sidenote, the Maelstrom is incredibly cool, I adore it. But. As he’s going through the types of Proteans you can get, he mentions the voidworms as a … I was going to say ‘more animalistic’ but it’s less that and just … less concerned with big plans or conflicts, sort of cousins. And they’re adorable.

Voidworms are cheerful little 2ft long shimmering iridescent flying creatures that zoom around the foaming chaos of the Maelstrom uncaring of the machinations of their larger cousins. When they leave the raw foaming chaos of the Maelstrom, though, you get the following:

“Elsewhere (such as on the Material Plane), voidworms are mesmerized by the principle of object permanence; many latch onto specific features of a region (such as a hillside or pond) and flit through the air around it for months or even years as they wait for the object of their curiosity to change. Minor changes— such as a tree’s change of color in the fall, a corpse’s slow decay, or periodic venting of steam from a geyser—all fascinate voidworms.”

They’re dopey little flying fish serpents that basically like to fly around watching paint dry. Because they come from a realm of constant massive change, they just don’t get the way other planes tend to hold shapes and states a lot longer, and just hover around watching things to figure out when the changes are going to happen. It’s adorable. They’re so cute.

(They do have 8 INT, they have language, they can talk, they’re not animal-level intelligence, they just don’t really get permanence as a concept).

And I think … it would be really adorable if a character had a voidworm following them, not as a pet or a familiar or a slave or out of loyalty or anything like that, but just because the object the voidworm has gotten fascinated with is them? They have a little iridescent flying chaos worm flitting around after them just watching the way they slowly age in fascination. A cheerful, curious stalker who just follows them around being fascinated by their growth, their hair changing colour, their injuries, their healing, their scars, their wrinkles. Do they speak Protean? Can they learn it, to try and talk to the voidworm? Are they protective of the voidworm, even though it does nothing whatsoever to help them out, just because it was weird at first but now they’re attached? Does the voidworm get attached?

I just. I don’t want to say I want one, because they’re intelligent creatures and that would be weird, but I would love to meet a voidworm. They seem like really cool, chill creatures. It’d be cool to have one hanging around, you know?

Anyway. Pathfinder voidworms are really cute and I love them? Heh. Carry on.

[the-bi-space-ace]

The first of four Halloween themed fics is up on Ao3!

This one is a look into how The Bad Batch lets off some steam and plays a scary video game for some fun.

I hope you enjoy (:

[ajwinter-is-a-nerd]

Yuri! On Ice - Fanart

Viktor

I am almost done my first sketchbook... pages away! (Ahh, the excitement builds). Maybe when I'm done my second I will feel more confident in doing digital copies so it doesn't look as dingy when I take a photo!

Also, I know I'm behind, but I finally watched Yuri! On Ice in the past week and understand the hype. I watched it all within two days. Viktor and Yuri are adorable. Viktor is absolutely ridiculous in the best type of way. And I just love that there is a canon gay relationship that is actually all around fantastic.

[madhare0512]

HELLO FELLOW MICK/PROPHET ENJOYER WHAT ARE UR THOUGHTS ABOUT THEM. u have no idea how happy it made me to see another cm:sb fan since the shows dead and its been so long😭😭 hiii

HOLY SHIT HI!! I just got into CM:SB, I didn't know it existed until a few weeks ago! now I'm upset about it because we could've had more! I'm so happy to find you as well!

okay, so I haven't finished the season YET but I do think they got together after episode 1. they're the kind of people that don't display their relationship, so it's like a shock that they're even INTERESTED let alone dating, you know? they're just so in sync and I feel like they'd be good for each other!

thank you! @constantones

[arborvitas]

the extremity of tol/smol that is balfour/julia never ceases to amuse me. 

[egophiliac]

C'MON TO THE THEATER!

I love these guys so much. forget NRC, I want to attend their terrible disaster school for disaster children that might actually be plastered on top of the smoking remains of an actively sinking ship. I may or may not actually learn anything, but I will have the time of my life.

[teddybeartoji]

satoru as the guardian of an itty bitty six year old nobara... he spoils her so fucking much, and he lets her do anything and everything lmao nobara is so loud and lively and satoru fucking loves it like he adooores her so so so much<333333333

lets nobara climb all over him like he's her personal jungle gym whenever she's bored and lets nobara mess up his hair if she so desires. this is all very normal btw,, satoru doesn't even bat an eye when he feels her tugging at his arm as he's cooking, only smiling to himself when nobara grumbles that he's too heavy for her too pull on. satoru just ruffles her hair and tells her that he'll play mario cart with her after they've eaten and just fucking dies out of cuteness agression when nobara stomps her little foot while glaring at him. the hair thing is very casual too – sometimes satoru's just laying on the couch, watching tv, when nobara plops onto his back and just splays herself all over him like a puppy. yk how they sometimes lay on their backs with their paws up in the air – like that. it's very cute!!! she watches the tv with him for a while in silence but then she gets a little bored and goes to play with his hair instead. she styles it, she combs it; she makes fun of it being white, commenting that satoru's just so old already but he loves it.

they have spa days together, too. after a very, very bubbly bath, they're both clad in the cutest pyjamas with equally adorable headbands holding back their head. satoru's never been afraid to spend his money, meaning that the bathroom they share is as big as they come – they both have their own sides, seperate sinks and cupboard for the both of them (satoru really loves spoiling her). nobara has her own little stool to stand on as well, so she can see herself in the mirror perfectly as they wash their faces before applying face masks. sometimes nobara insists on putting on satoru's herself bc she thinks she can do it better. of course, he lets her.

after that, satoru carries her to the couch, so they can watch a movie while the mask dries. they eat popcorn and candy, and joke about whatever's playing on the screen. and when the twenty minutes are up, they both head back to the bathroom to wash their faces again. nobara does this for satoru, too – her eyebrows are furrowed, her eyes determined as she cleans him up. satoru pokes her cheek and laughs as she tells him off, as she tells him to stop messing around. satoru apologizes with a grin.

he blow dries her hair after all the skincare is done, his hands gentle as he combs through the strands. he's extra careful, knowing full well that he'll get reprimanded if he were to tug on her a bit too hard. satoru's rather good at it btw – doing her hair. he's learned how to braid it in different ways, so he's ready for whatever she could ever want. he's got hairties with him at all times, he's even got some hairclips in his pockets – in various shades, to match with the outfit she's wearing.

satoru likes to teasingly call her "little lady". it almost always ends up with her trying to shove him, the argument that 'she's not little' the saying she counters her guardian with. satoru thinks she's very adorable. nobara usually calls him by his name, sometimes by his last name but that's only when she's a little pissed off or when she's trying to be tough. she calls him 'toru' when she's tired though; when she's glued to him, her tiny hands circled around his neck as satoru's carrying her home from the park.

satoru's always there at her taekwondo practices, silently cheering her on as she kicks ass. he's so proud of her, so fucking proud. every once in a while, she turns to him with a big grin on her face, yelling out in excitement after yet another win. satoru is so incredibly proud.

satoru really adores nobara. she might not be his kid, but he still loves her like one. a father, a brother, a guardian - it doesn't matter. family. and nobara couldn't be any happier either – to have somebody that lets her have her fun, that doesn't even try to tone her down in any way. to have somebody that loves her unconditionally. it's everything a child could ever possibly want.

[fluffs-n-stuffs]

ain't no way they did this to Arven on the first episode y'all I'm 😭😭😭💀💀💀

[deoidesign]

nap time~

[arty-tardigrade]

They HUG!