#yeah weird nickname but

[smilesrobotlover]

Whumptober day 6- alternate prompt, reluctant whumper.

Had to do an alternate prompt. Ok so this isn’t an au that y’all are familiar with. I’ve talked about it a couple of times but I doubt anyone remembers it. This fic about my other Link oc who I called Real. Basically the main premise of his story is that the royal family found the hero of Hyrule and raised him in the castle, however the royal family is stupid and the “hero” they found is not the hero at all. They raised him to be a strong hero, they made him believe that he had the hero’s spirit, and so they created a monster. We’ll call him Fake. Real is the real hero lol. But he doesn’t really know. And Fake was so angry about this that he took Real to try to steal the Triforce of wisdom and the master sword. Real escapes and has Linebeck the 67th, who goes by Beck, to take him home. It’s this whole thing and I really wanted to write a fic for this au so I hope you enjoy even tho you don’t know the full story

Warnings for a bloody injury

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The young hero dragged himself across the island, making his way towards the docks where Beck waited. He sucked in a breath and clutched his arm. He could hide this, easily. He forced a smile when Beck saw him, and he quickly moved onto the boat, ignoring Beck’s gaze.

“Uh, good to see you too?” Beck said, and Link nodded before turning to the lower decks.

“Good to see you too Beck,” he said quickly, speed walking across the deck.

“Is something wrong?” Beck asked.

“No, no nothing is wrong,” Link said quickly.

“Then why are you acting so… weird?” Beck moved in front of Link, blocking him off from the decks.

“I-I’m not,” Link stammered, “I’m just…. Dirty… is all.”

Beck stared at him while Link moved around him, jogging to the lower decks. He almost made it to the door when Beck suddenly grabbed his arm, causing Link to hiss in pain.

“Oooooh I see,” Beck deadpanned, seeing the blood soaked sleeve, “You’re trying to hide an injury from me.”

Link ripped away from his grip, not looking at him. “I’m fine,” he grumbled.

“Good goddesses Link, what is wrong with you?” Beck snapped, blocking Link’s way. “Trying to hide an injury like that will only make things worse!”

“I don’t need your help!”

Beck rolled his eyes. “So what? You’re going to let that bleed out until you die? Is that your plan? Or are you going to let it get infected? Or are you going to let blood get all over my ship?”

“Just shut up and get out of my way!” Link yelled, trying to move past Beck, who didn’t budge.

“Link– you— ugh,” Beck’s expression softened slightly, and he gripped both of Link’s shoulders, looking him straight in the eyes. “Kid, I don’t know why you try to put on this– tough guy act– but it’s not gonna work on me. Just let me help you for once.”

“I don’t need your help!” Link yelled again, breaking free from Beck’s grip. Beck let him go this time, but he slowly followed him into the deck below. Link marched over to his bed and plopped down, cradling his injured arm. He got hurt, again, because he did something stupid, again. How was he supposed to be some big and important hero if he couldn’t even keep himself from getting hurt. He was always a careless kid, and everytime he’d come home with a new bump or bruise, he’d get nothing but a scolding from his mother. He’d gotten quite good at hiding some small injuries from his mother, but he felt like he could hide nothing from Beck. He could even feel Beck’s gaze piercing his neck, and he desperately tried to ignore it as small drops of blood landed in his lap. Finally, the silence was too much for him, and he spoke up. “What do you want?”

“I’m making sure that you take care of yourself.”

“Why?”

“You said you didn’t need my help, so prove to me that you don’t need my help.”

Link glared at him while grabbing his blanket and throwing it over the wound. Beck groaned.

“Well that’s better than nothing.”

“Will you leave me alone?”

“Why are you so mad at me trying to help you?”

Link squeezed his arm and curled up on the bed, not saying anything.

“Link, look, if you want to stay on my boat I need some level of respect, ok?”

Link growled and curled up even tighter.

“Link, hey, talk to me.”

Link shot up and stared down Beck. “Why do you care so much?”

“Excuse me?”

“Why do you care whenever I get hurt?”

“Uh, because I don’t want you to die? Or to be in pain? Is that so bad?”

Link didn’t say anything again and curled up. Beck sighed and walked over to him.

“Link, putting a blanket over your open wound isn’t gonna do anything. Please, let me just… bandage it up.”

“No.”

“Fine, let me get you bandages so you can do it yourself!”

“No.”

“For the goddess’s sake,” Link heard Beck grumble as he got up and left the deck, leaving Link alone. Link curled up tighter and clutched his aching arm, shame making his face go hot. He blinked a few tears away from his one good eye and buried his face in his knees. He heard Beck return and bandages were thrown at him gently. He looked up at Beck who was staring at him with a softer expression. Link pursed his lips and sat up, grabbing the bandages with his good arm and taking off the bloodied blanket, looking at the mess before him. He looked up at Beck with an unsure look, and Beck tilted his head.

“Need help?”

Link sighed, too tired to argue and nodded. Beck smiled slightly and grabbed a rag with a bowl of water and sat down on the floor, looking at the injury. Link sucked in a sharp breath as the rag began cleaning the wound. After what felt like forever, Beck began wrapping up the wound with the bandages, and Link watched silently, guilt bubbling up in his chest.

“I’m sorry,” he said quietly.

Beck looked up at him and smiled. “It’s alright, I’m sorry too, for raising my voice.”

Link hunched his shoulder and felt the tears beginning to sting his eye again. Beck finished wrapping his arm and gave it a gentle pat, before standing up to leave.

“W-wait, Beck?” Link called out, and he stopped, giving Link his full attention. “Are you…. Mad?”

“Well, not anymore, I guess I did lose my temper back there thou–”

“No, like… mad that I got myself hurt.”

Beck frowned. “No. I’m mostly upset that you don’t want to take care of yourself when you are hurt. So much so that you actually hide it from me.”

Link looked down. “Whenever I get hurt, my momma gets mad at me. It’s just easier not to tell her.”

Beck stared at him with a blank expression, and Link looked away.

“I’m not mad. We all get hurt, Link. Sometimes we can’t control it,” Beck finally said.

Link sighed and looked down at his bandaged arm. “I wish I was stronger… I wish I was a better hero…”

“Well, I don’t want to underestimate you, but you are twelve. Asking you to be a perfect and strong hero now would be like asking a baby to run around castle town in a minute. It’ll take time, kid.”

Link sighed. “Yeah…”

Beck leaned against a wall and pursed his lips. “You don’t have to hide any injuries from me, ok? In fact, I don’t want you to hide injuries from me. I won’t get mad at you if you’re hurt, ok?”

Link looked up and smiled at Beck, who smiled back before turning to the stairs.

“Now get some rest, kid,” he said, “I’ll be here if you need me.”

[rocketbirdie]

the new mercs on the block

[radioves]

brugmansia [angel’s trumpet]

[the-sun-is-also-a-star]

"i wanna give you a hug and ask you why you look like you want to commit arson."

- sirius, looking at baby pictures of remus

@remuslupininskirts

[ghouljams]

That call-sign post you reblogged was hilarious, I had a good time looking through all the crazy things people are called. It got me wondering tho, do you have any fun nicknames of your own you'd like to share?

When I was younger I got given the nickname "Croc" because during a fight I grabbed someone's arm, twisted it around like a crocodile doing a deathroll, and very nearly dislocated it from the shoulder, tearing some tendons in the process. I'm also known for sneaking up on people and just popping up like a crocodile jumping out of the water on someone.

A friend of mine had a name that started with the word "Cap" and so she was known as "Capybara". (Fitting I guess seeing as capybaras are some of the few animals that can hang out with crocodiles lol)

I've never had a nickname! (I mean I guess my mom has one for me but she's the only one that calls me that) I don't think any of my friends growing up had nicknames either unless they were shortened versions of their actual name.

It's fun hearing other people's nicknames, but nope never a ghoul nickname. Actually "Ghoul" is as close as I've ever gotten and that's more of a pen name than a nickname.

[angeltism]

aaAaaAAaAAAAAAaaAAaaa (<- tryjg. to make. origianl characters. that aren't tied to a piece of pre-exsitng media.)

[brookiidookiii]

i needed to make my own episode tierlist

[skyward-floored]

Working on the skyward sword kiddos I was talking about earlier :3

[ohheyitsjustbear]

I'd like to be walking along or at work or something one day and someone to be like "hey Bear how's it going?" just.. I love nicknames and would love for it to go viral 😅

[lameow-l]

so wait… furina is the name of the archon role that “furina” had to play

wouldn’t make more sense narrative wise to give her a name of her own?? like scara gets his own epic chapter about him ridding himself of his past and adopting a new name then proceed to ignore said name in favor of “hat guy” but the actress playing “furina” doesn’t get to be known for her own name?

like people of fontain (partly maybe) know the truth so why not let her free? let her enjoy the simple human life she so so longed for? even the other furina wouldn’t want this

[red-hemlock]

🚑 - If your muse was the only person around and someone was injured, would they help? Would they have the experience needed?

Thought-Provoking Headcanons (May Answer IC or OOC)! @cxpperhead

"Would you?"

It's a 'simple' question, one that most anyone would be able to supply an answer for in two shakes of a horse's tail... But for people like them? Such an inquiry is not one so easily answered at best; and at worst, a completely loaded attempt to weed-out weakness and empathy in a dealer of death. Luckily, she's bold enough to care little about about such things anymore.

"Easy Kaa, no need to look at me like that, I'm just as much a 'hero' as you are! Most of the time I'd have to really be interested in the other person, but helping friends and allies is a no-brainer... Some predators thrive in a pack, after all." River crosses her arms, that sheer confidence in her answer shining beacon-bright in her grin.

"I can pull bullets and stitch most surface wounds no problem; if I couldn't do that much, this would've been one very short career! Broken bones are a lot trickier, though. I can do a crude splint and try to set it, but-... Well, one should always have good back-alley doc on speed-dial, just in case."

"But I can make one mean painkiller, and in a pinch it should keep you going until you get there... Provided your wound isn't mortal and you didn't break everything, of course."

[awnrii]

i don’t know if anyone will see this but hi it’s me daniel awnrii guy who might have founded nark(?) here to say please don’t tag my nicholas art with stuff like “he’s so sexy” or view my nark stuff as solely sexual 😭😭😭

feel free to post I’m not saying do not ever post about sex ever go ahead but don’t tag it under my posts specifically please!!

[moodr1ng]

one weird and annoying effect of me spending so much time on mainly american social media and watching all these american shows and movies and reading books by american authors and having all these online friends from america etc etc is that like.. when i write i no longer feel like i can set my stories in france? like, bc i write in english it feels like i need to set my stories in an english-speaking country, and the us is the easiest one to set up (i think in a way it kinda feels like the "default setting" of western media?). i feel like if i wrote a book set in france itd be weird or confusing to people, and also im always bugged bc like.. the stuff i write in english cannot be directly translated into french, like it doesnt correspond 1:1 to french sentences, and so if i set a story in france im always bugged bc i think "but that cant be what the characters are actually saying, because theres no equivalent to this in french". so i end up setting a lot of my stuff in the us, except ive only been to the us once and not long enough to get a good impression of what living there is like (not to mention ive only been to nyc), so i also feel like when americans read my stuff theyre gonna immediately go "huh? thats not how things are here. this author is a hack who cant do research." .. so then sometimes i set my stuff in fictional countries or in an ambiguous impossible setting which mixes stuff from various english-speaking countries + france, but then that makes my story immediately less grounded. this is such a big issue that it blocks me from writing entire stories i wanna write bc i just cant even begin to put them somewhere 😔

[shouldprobablybereading]

I have tried giving him a bigger box but apparently the dragonsteel one is just that much better even if only half of him fits in it

[skachacharealsmooth]

I know classic sonic can talk but going w the train of thought that he just doesn’t talk much/talks rarely in the classic era is just so funny bcs imagine one day Dr eggman is like “heeeheehoohoohaha sonic I finally have u now I can eliminate u and you’ll never be a thorn in my side ever again blah blah blah blah” it literally goes on forever and then sonic is so fed up a bored and he’s like “okay can we just skip to the part where I beat your ass” and eggman is just standing there like :0 BCS HES NEVER HEARD HIM TALK ???? LIKE EVER BEFORE LOL ?????

[termagax]

to me junkrat fliritng is like him being sentimental with like. gifts and acts of service, like he stole that thing you liked from that store even though he has no idea what it does. that and like. physical touching. i don't think this man knows how to actually verbally flirt that isn't extremely offputting, you know what i mean?

YEAH EXACTLYYYYY exactly exactly. i think hes kind of an extremely touchy guy anyways he just seems like the type to Always Be In Your Space