This picture is me
I wonder if Maya ever felt betrayed, when her longest friend, the ocean, took her daughter away from her?
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Yess request are open!? I'd wanna request a scenario where Reader gets comforted by Time, Life just has been shitty recently and I crave some comfort
I apologize in advance for how long this would take to come out. I hope things got better for you, my friend. <3
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You sighed and stared at your reflection in the water below your feet. Your heart felt heavy and your shoulders were slumped. You had stepped away from the group to not ruin their good day with your sour mood.
It's not like they had anything to do with it.
It was just a bunch of little things that kept piling up and you hadn't been able to mentally or emotionally sort through them all until they were all short of crushing you.
You toe the water, watching the ripples move away from your disturbance. A little voice tells you that someone is no doubt to check up on you, but you're not sure if you'll be able t hold yourself back from snapping at them.
Just as soon as you thought it you can hear quiet footsteps come in your general direction. They're deliberate. Smooth but heavy.
It's Time.
You curse internally. He's the last person you want to address this. You don't think he'll take kindly to being snapped at and you respect him too much to want to risk any damage to your small and fragile friendship. You repeatedly chant for him to leave and send someone else in your head.
It can't be him. It can't be him. It can't be him.
"Hey." You greet him before you have the chance to cringe and cry. You're going to try and be normal. You're not going to take out your frustrations at him.
He sits next to you, letting his feet dangle into the water, much like you are. "Hey."
You feel like biting the inside of your cheek. Can't he just go away and let you mope in solitude?
"Do you want to talk about it?" He says softly. It's tender and soft, you would have missed it if there was literally any other noise around you.
Your breath hitches and tear finally pool in your eyes at the thought of release. You shake your head.
Time hums, not liking your answer but accepting it. You honestly thought he'd push more.
"Come here." He says instead, holding out his arm.
You hesitate but finds yourself crawling over and into the side hug. Time wraps his arm around you and holds you firmly into his side. He keeps his other arm behind him, putting most of his weight into that one instead of putting his whole force into crushing you against him.
The thought causes the first tears to escape out of you even as you try to stifle the sound that threatens to leave as well. Time rubs your shoulder in a comforting way, not saying anything as you finally let out all the emotions that you've been holding to yourself.
The Old Man says nothing and lets you cry until there's nothing let for you to shed. You feel raw and tired. You pull away from Time to see the massive wet splotch you've left on his shirt but he doesn't seem the least of bit bother by it.
"I'm sorry." You mutter. Your voice sounds weak even to your own ears. "...I got your shirt dirty."
"Soap and water exist." He mutters just as tenderly as before and brushes your hair out of your face. "Feel better?"
Do you?
You take a moment to take stock of your emotions. And the answer... is a little gray. "No." You answer. "But I'm tired now."
Time hums once more and pulls you back to his side. "We don't have to go back yet."
"Time?" You say, but then think better of it. "Link?"
"Yes?"
"...Thank you." It feels better to say that than to apologize again.
"You're welcome." He looks over to you and kisses your forehead. "Some days are harder than others. It's impressive how long you've been able to keep this to yourself."
"I didn't want to be mean to anyone when it was just a 'me problem'." You admit, feeling emotionally wrung out and ready for a nap. "Did I worry the others?"
"Yes." He doesn't try to sugar coat it. "But they're understanding boys. No one is going to hold it against you."
You nod and let yourself be held by him. "I'll be ok."
You're not sure if you're trying to convince yourself or him.
But he smiles and hugs you a little tighter.
"Yes, you will be."
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If you want to write a dumb little story with a dumb little plot and ridiculously silly characters. No one's stopping you. Genuinely, no one should be allowed to stop you. Write that dumb story with your whole heart and don't hold back.
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If you care about Palestine, and you care about your ability to join and organize protests for Palestine and other issues on the internet, then now is the time to care about KOSA. This bill is going to the senate early next week, according to omarsbigsister on TikTok. This bill will force everyone to upload their ID online, and essentially will result in the death of the third great American space—AKA, the internet. This third space is pretty much our last community space that isn’t completely interlocked with a capitalistic society, and that millions of Americans use! KOSA is not a bill that will protect kids, KOSA is a bill that will censor the internet, control and distort narratives, and affect freedom of speech for generations to come. Call. Your fucking. SENATORS. The amount of people I’m seeing engage with this news is abysmal. They will do anything to censor your voice! Omarsbigsister made a linktree for this, so I’m going to leave it in this post. You can also go to stopKOSA.com and sign the petition there. Do not sleep on this!!
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________!!URGENT!!_______
KOSA IS BEING VOTED ON EARLY NEXT WEEK! ACT NOW, CALL SENATORS AND VOTE AGAINST IT
OR YOURS AND EVERYONE ELSE'S PRIVACY ONLINE WILL BE GONE!!!
Omarsbigsister on tiktok
Linktree for resources to help stop kosa
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Old wizard not keeping with the times, smh 😔
I would cast Repel Maidens on you, but i can see another wizard has beaten me to it
It was ME trying to get rid of all these lesbians, but alas...
women be fuckin'
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