#ugh my heart hurts

[uhbasicallyjustmilex]

♥️

[nolongerapileofashprobably]

They did the new sages so much better in ToTK and they are everything to me. Replaying totk after botw has me really really loving each and every single one of them even more than my first run through.

Tulin is my son. I trained him as a little fledgling and he makes me so proud.

Riju is my partner in crime, she can and will commit war crimes with me. Ride and die. Also little sister.

Yunobo is my little brother that’s sometimes annoying but a tad too lovable for me to care.

Sidon is my bestie that I won’t see for years but when I do it’s like no time has passed (but it has and he has a fiancé ? Like bitch send a letter)

Anyway I really love them all. All of them.

[hellovivirose]

“Happy memories were not unknown to me. My father was a proud soldier, and my mother was kind, cheerful and a great cook. Deep within my memories there was a warm household and, inside there, scenes of laughter. But that was a faint memory.”

After doodling Kai with his parents as a kid I needed to do Tala/Yuriy too, but this one hits different…

I’m not crying you’re crying.

[mako-neexu]

Wait wait...void dust sex?

Oberon tightens his hold on Ritsuka, smiling into her red-orange hair, "Have you thought about it then?"

Ritsuka wasn't quite frowning but its close. Her hand on top of Oberon's clawed one tugs a little on the edge of his sleeve, to let her breathe a little more.

"You mean your... proposal?"

She bites the inside of her cheek, a blush tints her cheeks, thankful that her Pretender was behind her instead of in front of her. "What even happens if we fall into the abyss anyways?"

His disappointed sigh is what makes her heart jump in her ribcage, as he knew fully well something she herself doesn't know.

"You really have to ask me that?" He pinches the inside of her thigh with his normal hand before letting it rest there. "What, are you excited to know how we'll be together?"

Ritsuka groans his name, struggling a little to get out of his iron grip, "Oberooon, just answer-"

But he silences her when he moves to bite her cheek, which she yelps at, "Shit. Your whining is annoying." Yet he smile looked far too wide and happy for him to feel that way.

"In any case," Oberon goes back to nuzzling her hair, his hands this time moving to tighten right around her chest, beneath her breasts.

"All things that fall into the abyss shall be in a neverending dream," His mouth moves downwards, brushing past her ear, her cheek, his breath ghosting her jaw-

"-And shall fall endlessly," Her breath caught in her throat, all Ritsuka could do was close her eyes shut and let him do what he wanted.

One of her hands were grasped- his dark clawed hand cups the back of her hand and with it-

A familiar weight had appeared.

She opens her eyes just as Oberon presses his lips just below her ear-

"-Eventually turning to dust."

Her hand trembles from seeing void dust in her hands.

Her heart picks up the pace, her blush reddens to the point where it reaches the tips of her ears.

His laughter this time was louder as she herself was surprised by what he had meant. "Didn't I tell you when I gave you that Valentine's gift?"

His voice lowers down to a whisper, as if meant to make sure only she could hear, "It's something that suits us, Master."

All she could do was just curse in her head, silently staring at the purple dust in her hands.

What was he saying? Did he seriously want the both of them to become one?

To aim for the nonexistent bottom of the abyss as she calls his name in her deathbed, to be held as she did not die alone nor suffer alone-

Ritsuka would never in her life admit it but the notion of it has her heart crying out for a death so sweet as Oberon's proposal.

[freakylilnutjob]

Nick really is pure of heart, dumb of ass.

He saw Charlie sending a bunch of blank texts, thought it was a glitch, and turned his phone off because he couldn’t bare to see Charlie’s name on the screen, but never once thought, “maybe he’s trying to talk to me and my phone, that’s old and and I dropped down the stairs, is acting up so I should go talk to him.”

Sir, go get your man and a new phone!!

[moodyvoid]

Finished Stranger Things 4 and I’m suing for emotional damages.

[strawbkiwijuice]

MOOOOOOD

ugh, for real though, its driving me insane. ive been looking for days for a good, plot driven server. i mean, i guess im picky, but if it does have a plot, then it ends up being super inactive. i should just make my own, or i should at least stop scrolling disboard when im having emotional flashbacks

[metaphors-and-cats]

I have schrodinger's heartbreak rn

[hunterrrs]

rossi: the pens let sid keep his two long-time husbands, gave him a hot new gm who’s as hockeynerdy as he is, and a hot new dman who keeps manhandling him on ice; would they really let him keep his favorite son too??

[ineedtherapydesperately]

need more chaggie wing fics where charlie is just absolutely obsessed w vaggie's wings like look at her face

she's obsessed and with good reason too

[inkykeiji]

please these two are killing me!!!

the way they turn away together!!! it has me thinking about you just begging them to do something with you—something they know you’ll enjoy, something they know they’ll fucking hate, something they know will be worth all of the suffering and embarrassment and annoyance, just to see your sweet smile, to feel your shimmering eyes on their skin and your eager fingers cuffing their wrists, to hear your euphonious giggles as you drag them along, as you get exactly what you want.

fucking brat.

it’s something that they just cannot say a definite no to regardless of how hard they try, something where their rebuffs simply mean try harder, their joint resolves easily, quickly, pathetically chipped away at/eroded by your incessant pleading and pouting—so pretty, so precious, so fucking pernicious, perilous—and something they begrudgingly and ultimately grit their teeth to get through just for you, only for you ♡

[skyloftian-nutcase]

Fun fact (at least for some of my stories, not canon), the reason Dragonhead Island has its name is because it's the first place draconification occurred. Legend says a Hero of the Goddesses consumed a secret stone and became one with the sky to rejoin Hylia, and he watches over Hyrule all the way up to the modern day. He's the most elusive of them all, known as the Spirit Dragon.

So now whenever I listen to Dragonhead Island's theme, all I can think of is how that place is just... a mausoleum for Sky T-T

Based on this idea

Art for this idea

[arabella-strange]

[unhinged-nymph]

Rhett and Link arriving to present at the 2024 Creative Arts Emmys

[etheries1015]

Hello there! I was wondering if you could write a Meleanor x reader.

It could be any kind of scenario i don't really have specific request. Sorry if my english is bad, it's not my first language btw.

Have a nice day/afternoon/evening!!

Sorry for the late response! Slowly but surely getting to my inbox after my little hiatus. heuheuheu.

I like this!! I can't say I've seen a Meleanor X reader yet! I love Mama Draconia and I too would want to court this woman. heuehueheu. thank you for this request!

Meleanor X reader - Flower crowns

General warnings: Gender neutral reader, taking place when you two were younger. Not very age specific, just classify it as first love!

TW: None! Just fluff. and lightning. but tis' what comes with falling in love with this hot headed fae <3

The princess always left you in awe. Her beautiful black long hair and marks of a dragon across her forehead always left you enamored- her beauty was beyond compare to that of any other fae you set your eyes upon. Although she did have a temper...and often attempted to strike you with lightning every time your feeble pick-up lines were below her standards...

However, the only thing you could think of as you watched the fae princess sitting against the tree was how ethereal she would look with vibrant flowers adorning her slick black hair and midnight horns. Meleanor was asleep against the tree, while you were now sitting on the grass a bit of a distance away with your legs folded and flowers in your grasp.

You wouldn't classify as being the best flower crown weaver to exist. It took a few times of unraveling and re-wrapping, even having to venture out into the woods to grab more flowers. Finally, you have finished creating your masterpiece. A flower crown with a vibrant variety of colors. Forget-me-nots, daisies, petals from peonies, marigolds, begonias, and the ever-so-popular red roses and thorns to match. You glanced down at your handiwork and looked back up to the sleeping fae. Even underneath the dusk of the setting sun, she was breathtakingly stunning. You crawled up to the fae crown in hand, before lifting it carefully above her sleeping form and setting it gently upon her head careful not to rouse her from her deep sleep.

You simply basked in this moment, watching Meleanors chest raise slightly and parted lips exhale gently. You were surprised when she hadn't woken up with your rustling, so you decided she must truly be exhausted from her duties (of constantly running away from her knight's eyes simply to be with you). You also found yourself yawning, removing your own jacket to cover the princess before leaning against the other side of the tree and lulling into sleep rather quickly.

You were woken up by lightning.

It startled you awake, but your reflexes were fast enough to dodge before it made contact. Looking up you saw a tall, angry Meleanor standing above you with her hands upon her hips and a scowl upon her face with bright rosey cheeks to match.

"Explain what this is," She abruptly said, pointing to the crown on her head to which a few petals had fallen to her black cloak and royal dress. You pursed your lips then smiled, showing her a toothy grin.

"A flower crown," You replied, "You look lovely, like a gorgeous blooming garden. The flowers truly do flatter you, my princess."

You were struck by lightning. Again. And she missed, again.

"Save me from your silly theatrics and cease your horrible flirting!" Although the words she spoke were exasperated, you could tell by the blush on her cheeks that she did not, in fact, dislike what transpired. Your words affected her greatly, she wasn't sure how to handle her strong emotions and beating heart. You chuckled at this and stood up, your hands hiding behind your back. This movement did not go unnoticed by the princess.

Meleanor aggressively grabbed your arm and pulled it forward. Upon seeing the first hand, she grabbed the other one to do the same. They were riddled in cuts and bruises from handling the thorned roses and picking of flowers, her eyes widening at this revelation.

"Come here," She grunted, pulling your arm and dragging you to the castle doors.

"You know i'm not allowed in the castle," You sighed, "I'm just a commoner. They will kick me out as soon as I step foot inside of there. AND you're gonna get in trouble with your parents." Meleanor huffed and shot you an annoyed glance, grey clouds overhead an obvious marker of her mood.

"Do you not think I am already aware of this fact? I have many ways of getting inside the castle away from prying eyes. Now shut your mouth and trust me!"

"Awe...does the princess have a soft spot for poor me? Are you going to kiss my wounds all better, Meleanor?"

Although another blast of lightning interrupted your incredulous flirting, she pursed her lips and paused in the middle of heading toward her secret entrance.

"...Perhaps just this once." You furrowed your eyebrows and tilted your head in confusion, mouth hung slightly open. You couldn't see what expression the princess held, for she was turned away whilst her hand remained on your arm trembling ever so slightly. Before you could inquire her statement, she continued.

"As a reward for this...'flower crown'...I shall grant you your wish. Just this once!" The fae took a deep breath in and turned around to face you, face red as a rose and puckered lips she placed them against your own. You gasped in shock at the sudden contact, unable to form a proper reaction before she was already turned back around and pulling you towards the castle at a rapid pace. You smiled fondly staring at the rambunctious fae in front of you, the flowers of the crown you weaved fluttering with every step she took.

If only she could hear just how loud your heart was beating.

~~~

[s0ckh3adstudios]

sweet memory

YOU'RE A MONSTER YOU KNOW THAT (/POS)

I'M???????? WUUAWUAWURHJEWGRHTDRKEWGKRHSLKWEGLHKWKEHSRLEKLWEKGHRLKLKETGRHEKTJNHRJHDTRJGMSHKKGHKREWSHRLPELASGELQELLQWLEGSPL STOP THIS STOPPPPPPPP OH MY GODDDDDDD I'M GONNA WEEP

OH HE'S SO SAD,, HIS SUNSHINE,, HIS FACE I'M. I CANNOT DO THIS