#uh... yeah

[idrawweirdstuffnominors]

Ill just see myself out

[every-kakashi]

[skyloftian-nutcase]

This prompt is your free ticket to write GanonDad stuff! I'll take anything as long as Ganon's being a good dad :3

Ganondorf had never seen the sea.

Some called the desert a sea, or said that it used to be one. All Ganondorf could see in the desert was death.

He'd heard tales of it when he visited Castle Town. People described it as endless, in varying shades of blue that could swallow one whole. It had sounded fantastical and exaggerated, powerful and enticing and so foreign he could hardly put a picture to it. It hadn't mattered all that much back then, once he'd realized the sea didn't have water that was actually drinkable - what use was it to him, then?

He'd learned of its depths when he met Nabooru. There was a teenager who went by that name in his barren wasteland, spunky and capable but defiant. But when he was brought to this new land through Din's blessing, he'd met someone of the same name who was far different. She was the Gerudo's chief.

She was more than just a chief, though, she was a queen. She didn't just lead a small group of thieves picking at scraps in the desert, she ruled over an entire civilization.

Ganondorf had challenged her, of course. He was the rightful ruler of the Gerudo, after all.

He'd lost.

Despite his anger, despite his attempt to overthrow her, Nabooru spared him, letting him stay in the outskirts of her capital city, Lagema.

Ganondorf felt frustration and jealousy boil his blood. He'd had the power of a goddess at the point of being executed by the sages, yet when he needed it now, Din stole it away from him. Instead, he was left to suffer the indignity of seeing a Gerudo prospering under someone else's rule.

It was almost as if Din did this just to show him he couldn't succeed. And he would not let that stand.

But the longer he lingered here, the more he saw of these people, the more he saw her...

The woman was bathed in power. She wore it like the fine silk head scarf she sometimes showcased for celebrations. Red, dripping in precious gems, jingling with every step from decorative jewelry all over her arms, her belly and hips, her ears, her wrists, and her ankles, strong in stance, muscles sculpted by the goddess Farore herself...

And her eyes. Bluer than the sky, infinite in their depths, drawing him in every time he looked at them, daring him to try her, calm and quiet and dangerous. They held the vastness and power that people spoke of in relation to the ocean, all encapsulated in such beauty.

He’d finally seen the sea. And it was breathtaking.

Ganondorf had never felt this way before. He didn't know what it was. He just wanted to get closer to her again. To fight her, to prove himself, to win.

It was maddening. It was invigorating.

It was far worse when those oceans actually looked at him, when they focused on him. He could hardly articulate himself sometimes when they started to speak, and he despised that. He stepped up more, became bolder, and as time passed, this woman became more than just a challenge; she became an adventure, and, eventually, a partner.

When their children had been born, he'd never suspected he'd find her ocean eyes in their little boy.

It was fascinating, beautiful to watch how their children reflected them. Hemisi bore her mother's facial structure paired her father's amber eyes and leaf shaped ears. Merovar was the spitting image of his father, but with his mother's eyes, captivating in their blue. They didn't reflect the silent power that his mother bore, though - they were ravenous, hunting for whatever his ambitious heart could reach, just like his father. Despite this, though, Hemisi was the one with true fire, rambunctious and temperamental and the superior warrior.

His twins were his world. He’d never been so utterly overrun by so many emotions, so dedicated to others. He’d build and destroy kingdoms for them.

Many moons after their birth, Ganondorf found his son on the balcony of their palace, staring out at the night sky. The streets of Lagema were still vaguely splashed with color from the festival, though the harsh winds and sands were slowly washing it away, bringing a drab tan back to the world as they prepared for the moment of truth.

The world was silent in anticipation. Hemisi was fast asleep, having let her father carry her to bed after he'd told her and Orik a story. Nabooru was gathering forces in the other settlements. Orik was resting, blissfully unaware of what was to come.

Merovar glanced at Ganondorf with his ocean eyes, blue coloring near black in the darkness, face uncharacteristically worried.

"What is it?" the Gerudo king asked quietly.

Merovar sighed, looking away. "The assault. It's going to change everything."

"For the better," Ganondorf pointed out. "Don't tell me you're having reservations like Hemisi."

Hemisi had argued time and again that they didn't need the Triforce, that an ancient sacred relic didn't matter because they had what they needed. Nabooru looked at it more as a potential threat if relations between the Gerudo and Hyrule broke down.

Ganondorf saw an opportunity. He'd desired this power most of his life. Once he'd learned of its existence here, he'd renewed his search for it. Merovar had seemed on board.

"I... don't know," his son finally said, looking at his hands resting on the balcony railing. "Such power is... I want it. But we're going to start a war."

"Not necessarily," Ganondorf assured him with a rumble of satisfied amusement in his chest. "They won't stand a chance against us once we have it. It'll be a skirmish at best."

"And then?" Merovar asked, glancing back at him for guidance. "Will we really rule over it all?"

Ganondorf rested his hand on his boy's shoulder. "Yes, we will. All of Hyrule will be ours."

Finally. The winds of Hyrule would belong to him and his family.

His children. He'd share this prosperity with them. He'd protect them with it. His entire life, Ganondorf had been looked to for safety and guidance - it had been an expectation a s a burden. But now, he finally felt... happy to give it.

He moved his hand to sweep up and down his son's back briefly, a promise of love and a reassurance. Merovar relaxed under the touch, smiling a little, excitement glittering in his blue eyes like stars in the night sky.

But it hadn't gone that way. The Triforce had fractured, the world had gone awry, and war had broken out.

And one by one, his family had fallen apart.

Nabooru had turned against him. They'd fought, and she'd died. Ganondorf repeated over and over that she had started it, that she had attacked him. His hands didn't tremble as much anymore thinking about it. Instead, all he felt was rage.

The rage grew when Merovar fell in battle. When Hemisi was captured and subsequently betrayed him. His grief was inconsolable, dying heart replaced with a furnace of pure hatred. He didn't even see the fear in his little girl's eyes anymore when he fought her, Link, and the queen that final day.

Yet time and torture had a way of cooling such hatred. Solitude brought contemplation. But resentment, fear, hurt remained.

And on a battlefield millennia later, Ganondorf froze at the sight of blue cutting through a sea of armor.

A blue scarf. Just like Link. A fierce cry of rage. Just like Hemisi.

And those ocean eyes. Just like Merovar, like Nabooru.

That day, Ganondorf saw the sea once more.

[aquavierra]

So, I have been thinking about this lately. If now TVA allowed every single branch to grow, wouldn't it be possible that millions of the branches are just smutty MCU pairings fanfictions?

[suspensefulpen]

Um so after having a gender crisis, I have realized that my favorite gender is actually a well dressed, traumatized oc/whumpee

Just thought I would let you guys know…

[idioticaltxri]

Me watching a close Traumaendo friend of ours request a table alter to 2 different bah blogs bc they lost a bet against us like :

you get what you deserve for losing a bet against us.

i know you won't reblog or like this, or anything, but trust me, i'll know when you see this, love.

And I'll be laughing at you, not with you, at you.

You should've gotten with xyz's bet, you would've won.

Now you're going to forever be something I'll laugh about (◎‿○)

this is the sweet revenge i get for that time you made me prank that other friend and it ended "badly".

[kunisunzacc]

OC ANIMATION :333 (I love CG5's music sm to the point I need therapy)

[rambling-red-wizard]

I'm uncertain what to say about this. It's the first art piece I've put serious effort into in a while. It's made from magazine cuttings and ink on paper. I hope the alt does it justice. It always kind of feels like there's something working behind my hands when I do this, like the real artist is just barely outside of my periphery. I hope you guys enjoy? -Dryad

[p-tinkie-85]

🔞 Shit!

Goku: Who do we know that has handcuffs? Vegeta: Well Bulma and I- Bulma: *elbows Vegeta* Vegeta: ...wouldn't know.

[lime-ether]

Yoooo.... The angel fella as a Bill sona---

So...

FUSION OF BILL AND FRESH

Oh, what a mess it turned out to be... Yeah

In general, I didn't make Bill Sona, but rather a fusion of Bill and Fresh, or how Fresh took over the triangle--- lol

Do you know why?

Well, I didn't want to make this trend in general because ahem ...

This trend was created by a Russian... People , So I didn't want to go against the grain and went in the other direction and created something new.

:p

[b100dybunn]

–Forgot abt it :P

[mccnstruck]

the city is covered in pure snow. the city is quiet as the sun sets. another day passes in the city.

kazuha's hands intertwines with yours as you both breathe in the cold, sharp winds.

he shivers next to you, and without a word you take off your beanie and seperate your hands to put it on his head. you intertwine his hand with yours once again and stuff his hands in your pockets.

kazuha knows better than to try to argue with you on this. he feels a sense of warmth, and it wasn't because of the beanie on his head.

and yet, he tries.

"love...what about you?"

you turn to him and smile. with your free hand, you put your finger on top of your mouth.

"nope. let me take care of you, ok? we're almost there to the store. you can keep yourself from freezing, can you?"

the winds get faster and harsher. kazuha shivers once more, but still hums his answer.

"mhm."

you take his hand from your pocket and hold the other one. you caress his hands and let your shivering lips linger on his skin.

"and if you can't, i'll keep you warm."

he smiles, and had you been in the confines of your home, you're sure you wouldn't have hesitated to kiss him on the spot. unfortunately, you were not in your home, but out in the city streets freezing, all because you wanted noodles. the sun has almost completed its journey through the skies, and you considered just returning home to lay down with kazuha in your arms.

kazuha speaks, the winds muffling his voice. "let's get you those noodles, dear. then we'll have all the time in the world afterwards."

instead of embarrassment that kazuha heard your thoughts, you laugh with ease. the winter air has no effect on you when your love for him soars through the city's skies.

even if you were standing like complete buffoons on a winter evening, you would do it again to have kazuha right next to you for every day afterwards.

[redson-lmk]

Hey, Redson... if I asked you on a date, would you say yes?

BUT WAIT!!!!!!!!!!!! Before you decline and say '' why would I ever date a peasant like you?'' let me give you reasons why you should date me

I can cook and i can clean

Companionship: Having ME to share your life with can bring a sense of comfort and joy. It’s nice to have someone to talk to, share experiences with, and support each other through life’s ups and downs. RIGHT?!

Love : you will forever be my pookie and if so, I am eternally grateful

Fun and Excitement: we could go on AHEM... ''new adventures' together, spend time together, talk to eachother.....

I can help you build your stuff ya know! like those super cool cars you are always working on and stuff I

I'm house wife material

I can tell you how amazing you are~

Lots of dates such as roller skating, bungie jumping, cafe date or sum, reading books together, watching movies together

AND unlike Mei, I'm NOT annoying :3

You need your space? Oki! I'll give I to you.... not for too long though

I'm clingy..... NOT ANNOYING

I'm in desperate need for you love redson.... ANYONES LOVES

I'm useful.... in more ways then one...

Reminder that I will be at your side 247

Your parents will ADORE me UwU

I have tons of nicknames for you~

You wanna go out? I'm down for it. you wanna stay home? I'm ALSO down for it

You listen to music? you like rock? well so do I, bbg

I can bush your hair for you in the morning

AND LASTLY.... i love you for who you are, not because you're a prince and are really you are so fricking, and is a genius and mechanics, and are my type......

So! with all that in mind~~~~ will you date me?

I'm very flattered but no. I don't even know you?! And this is all just overwhelming. From reason #12, I assume that you're just lovesick. I can't reciprocate your feelings but maybe you'll find someone else who can.

[agalnamedlunasea]

Keep it a secret ..♥️⛓

Pegoryu week day 5: Mafia AU

Based on this fic by @shslskaterboy (do be warned, this one is explicit!)

[lovesick-level-up]

*sips drink* so who had lovesick-level-up coming back on their 2024 bingo cards. cause we sure didn't.