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linksthoughtbrambles · 7 months
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Her Voice in Far-off Water
A totk fic for Linktober 2023 Day 10 Prompt: Zelda. 800 words. Bittersweet.
Link didn’t slide down the well-ladder this time.
The last time he had, Zelda’d scolded him.
“I come here to concentrate, Link.  As precious as you are to me, it’s difficult to do so when you’re about.”
“I’m about anyway!”
“Yes, but I cannot interact with you while alone belowground.”
He made a lopsided grimace, fists on his hips.  “Here I was thinking you needed time away from high pitched little-kid voices.”
“That, too.”
“You know they don’t leave when you disappear, right?  They climb on me and catch frogs in the pond instead.”
“Yes,” she said with a millimeter of smirk.
“Maybe I should have Bolson dig me a man-cave.”
“Perhaps you should!”
“We could both disappear at the same time.”
“Indeed!”
“Mine wouldn’t be as nice.”
“It might be if we locate a suitable location with respect to the water-table.”
“What would I do in there?”
“That is entirely your business,” she said with growing laughter.
“What?”
“Perhaps you could practice remaining still.”
“I can stay still!”
“Link, you cannot even crouch for a few minutes without fidgeting.”
“I can if I need to.  It’s just uncomfortable.”
“What about standing without rolling your shoulders or flexing your muscles?”  She poked his bicep. Then she wiggled her finger.
“PFF-“ he caught her hand and pulled her in at the waist. “I can do it if I need to.”
“Hmm.  Hmhmhm.”
He tickled her ribs.
“AAH!”
He heard her laugh echo in the soft, unbroken whoosh of some far-off, subterranean brook, carried through the surface of the clear well-water.
His lower lip curved up—just for a moment.
His boots scuffed their way to her desk.  She’d left her journal open, a frog-shaped paperweight on one corner.
“Go on.  Taste it!”
He shook his head.  The top pages felt the tiniest bit warped from moisture.  He moved to close it, not at all expecting the words he caught; he couldn’t help but read them.  She’d hidden a gift for him in the castle’s ruined throne-room.  She’d meant to take him… after they studied the gloom.
She’d probably have said she meant to find places to display the champions’ weapons—places of honor for them.  He’d have gone along with that.  The constant reminder had been too much in their home, but it didn’t feel right to ignore them, either.
He shut the book and his eyes at the same time, overcome with an exhaustion he had no name for.  He dropped into the wooden chair and rested his arms on the desk, crossed—then his head on those.
He stayed a long time.
The circle of sunlight had strayed from the well’s floor to a crescent of gold just below the entrance’s rim when he roused.  Laughter and a splash issued from somewhere above him.
Catching frogs.
He stretched his sore neck and back with a deep breath, eyeing the drawings she’d pinned to the right.  He had a huffed laugh in him somehow. 
Aster’d included Zelda’s clips, bright blue like his hairband.
He missed his hairband.
He shook his head, scrubbed his face, stood and resolved to sleep in a less awkward position that night.  As he turned to go, he caught sight of her storage chest.
He really shouldn’t leave her journal out.  She shouldn’t have either, but small things slipped sometimes with so much on her mind.
He picked the book up and flipped the chest open-
-and there it was, right on top: his hairband.  The old one.
He swapped it for the book without a glimmer of thought.
It had faded to a blue-gray.  It didn’t complement his eyes, and it would no longer match his champion’s tunic or Zelda’s clips.
He put it on anyway, just like he used to.
“You do this on purpose,” she’d said.
“What?”
“Your messy bangs and long locks to frame your face.”
“Locks?” he said, each of his laughs heightening in pitch.
“Yes!”
“No one says locks anymore, Princess.”
“You’ve deflected.”
“Nah.”
“You could easily pull all your hair back.  It’s long enough.”
“Eh.”
“Doesn’t it get in your way during battle?”
“Nope.”
“May I see it the other way?”
Link shrugged.  “Sure.”
She styled it for him, smoothing his hair as he kept his breathing slow and even.
“You look handsome.”
“Thanks.  Do you… like it this way better?”
She considered him, her hand beneath her chin, her index finger pushing at her upper lip.  “Hmm.” Her head listed sideways.  “I think I prefer your usual style.”
He snorted and took the band out.
“Only because it looks more like you,” she said softly.
“I’m me no matter what my hair looks like.”
“Of course—though you act in a considerably different fashion with your hair entirely down.”
“That’s because of what we’re doing when you take it out.”
“I know,” she said, her eyes twinkling.
He shut the chest with a quiet tap and rose from crouching.  He hadn’t fidgeted at all.
He left with a promise to return the memento with her.
With Zelda.
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bleuneptune · 5 months
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SHES DEAD SCAR. YOU WON. SHES DEAD SCAR. YOU WON. SHES DEAD SCAR YOU WON. HHAHAHAHA WHAT THE FUCK YALL WHAT
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melancholy-thots · 3 months
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This Game Owns My Entire Brain (Part 2)
I decided to split this into two posts so I don't have to use my brain to count. I know there's a picture limit on posts and I've got a fair number. That being said though, I also wanted to say @insertdisc5 has a tumblr. That's the developer of this game. Go give them a follow if you're interested, they put a lot of good stuff up. I'd tag them, but I don't want to annoy them with notifications from nobody ass blogs gushing over their games.
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So I've also been voicing Boniface here (the tiny one on the right, the slightly less tiny one on the left is the PC Sif). Such an adorably written preteen character. The way everyone is devoted to protecting them at all costs is so fucking cute. Also. Did you see that? Bonnie's a they/them user like yours truly. I like to believe that Bonnie is simply too young to know what their gender is yet. Natural state of things really.
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This fucking scene got to me so hard. The interactions between these two are really something else. I don't even want to give too much away, but these people are really good at writing characters who have been through unimaginable trauma before even having the emotional regulation developed to know how to respond in a way that isn't like. Being a dick to Sif. Phenomenal.
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I only have this one pic for Odile right now, which is a shame because she's also a really good character. Typical mage type, nerd ass loves books, does all types of damage. But she also gets her own story that was really impactful, especially since the person I'm playing with voicing Isabeau is half Korean and was similarly abandoned by their mom. Plus Odile's relationship with Bonnie is just so adorable. Which actually. Writing it right after the "Odile never got a mom" sentence kind of also makes her relationship with Bonnie unbearably sad. Always something new to think about here.
Basically, if you're into story based games and like (or can deal with) turn based battles, I highly recommend this game. It's really good at so much that it does.
I'll just say, if insertdisc5 sees this, hi, huge fan, please release a guide 😭 I was able to find the long thingy thing so easy (much to the surprise of everyone else playing with me), but spent an entire game night trying to find the secret ingredient bc I didn't think it'd be past the threads.
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summersareknives · 1 year
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“Sirius is so engrossed in this debate , so involved in the conversation, that when the train leaves the platform , he does not see the boy waving to him frantically from the window.
He does not see the crestfallen look when he doesn’t wave back.
He doesn’t see Regulus Black running after the train in a vain attempt to catch the train.
Not when he’s found himself a new brother”
- snippet of chapter eight , dead or alive.
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toriistorii · 2 years
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Looool nooo you good it was about tha au i just could not check cause I was using my phone.
Anyway does ingo still have his memories?
Thanks for clarifying so quickly! And sorry for not seeing the last one earlier
He doesn't! The strain of the swap is what makes him lose them, which as you can imagine is quite alarming when you get stressed and your shadows manifest into weird clawed tentacle things on your back
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hollandorks · 2 years
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sitn ch 16 will be up tomorrow! (monday)
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kochei0 · 2 months
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I turn to Ares.
Thanks to Tyler Miles Lockett who allowed me to draw inspiration from his ARES piece for page 2! Look at his etsy page it's SICK
⚔️ If you want to read some queer retelling of arturian legends have a look at my webtoon
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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 3 days
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Expertise can't help you here.
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liquidstar · 6 months
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If my mom sees a significant amount of blood she gets lightheaded, and has fainted on some occasions. Once it happened when we were kids, I wasn't there to witness it but I heard the story from my dad. Basically my brothers, around 7 or 8 at the time, were playing outside while my mom was making their lunch, and she accidentally cut her finger. It wasn't anything serious, but it drew a fair bit of blood and she passed out. My dad saw this and rushed over, but he didn't really know what to do so he just sort of started slapping her to wake her up (not recommended, but he had no idea and panicked)
At that exact moment my brothers both came in from playing, and all they saw was our mom unconscious on the floor and our dad slapping her. So, like, without even saying a word to each other they both just INSTANTLY start whaling on him, like, full blown attack mode to defend our mom. Which obviously didn't help the situation, but she did wake up and everything was fine.
Now our dad says that he's actually really glad they attacked him over what they thought was going on, because it means he raised good boys. And I still think that's true, they're very good boys.
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fruitpeels · 3 months
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Had breakfast with my folks the other day
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qiinamii · 7 months
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we'll do fine.
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aye-of-newt · 22 days
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guillermo del toro’s pinocchio is a beautiful film but my god no one has adapted that story like neverafter. you can never look at it the same way again after listening to lou wilson, a black man, explaining that he chose to play as pinocchio because it’s a story about a little boy who isn’t allowed to make mistakes. that in pinocchio's story, he is fundamentally barred from childhood at once upon a time. he must earn something that everyone else is granted from birth. the other boys get to tell lies and play and get into trouble, but when pinocchio does the same thing there are grave and violent consequences. his pinocchio is trying to understand why the world is so unfair, why the rules are so different for him, why everyone else gets to be a real boy.
and I think about it every day.
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butchdarling · 10 months
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You know that study that found when doing a blind taste test the majority of people prefer pepsi over coca cola so coke changed their recipe to taste more like pepsi, and people actually liked the new coke a lot less because the people who were buying coke didn't want it to taste like pepsi they wanted their coke to taste like coke. That's what a lot of the new changes tumblr is working on feel like.
Edit: Instead of tagging staff in this you may want to fill out a support ticket instead. It's a better way to tell them directly what exactly you dislike about the new changes and what makes them bad. You can label your ticket as feedback if you're unsure. Here's the link:
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greelin · 6 months
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[AFTER REVEALING VERY TELLING PERSONAL INFO] But don’t read into that. let’s move along
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theshadowrealmitself · 6 months
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I like to think that Vulcans who come to understand that Humans just can’t try to process emotions the same way as them, it’s just healthiest to let it out in harmless ways, decide that venting and stuff should be taken just as seriously as Vulcan’s meditation time, and will encourage the Humans around them to complain about what’s upsetting them
People who are used to aloof Vulcans who avoid Humans at all cost running into one comforting a Human
“-and then they said my cheesecake was subpar, and they didn’t even bring a dish!!!”
“The purpose of this event was that every participant brings a food item of sorts, correct?”
“Yeah!!”
“And they did not follow this rule while insulting dishes that were brought?”
“Mostly just my dish but yeah >:(“
“How illogical”
“That’s what I’m saying!!!”
#star trek#Vulcans#Humans#not based on a specific thing#but I used to know this annoying couple that were ‘family friends’#who would show up to potluck dinners and the like and would either bring nothing or bring something really just. out of left field?#like a bag of frozen chicken to a bbq#and then proceed to make sure they are first even if it was stated to let kids go first#would take HUGE amounts before anyone else got a chance to get a plate#and then make off with the leftovers again even if they were already claimed for#and it wasn’t a food insecurity thing trust me I would never speak bad about a person getting food if that was even a remote chance#the adults who raised us knew them really well and we’d been to their house a ton of times#they were just dicks#and yeah. they’d occasionally insult the food. while eating the MAJORITY of it.#it was so weird at their home they would go out of their way to get the healthiest options possible#you know the really bland tasteless expensive stuff that apparently was healthier#but then if they were visiting our house they would. eat all our unhealthy snacks.#that always pissed me off so much as a kid because we actually had a food insecurity thing going on#and also a variety of other reasons that are a bit too depressing to bring up on this post#but anyways we’d hardly ever get to have nice snacks#and this couple would just take them all??? even after we’d tell them repeatedly that it was ours and those snacks weren’t gonna be#replaced#hated that couple#if you’re wondering why they were ‘family friends’ it’s because the couple who raised us#(it feels weird to type it out like that but apparently legal guardians doesn’t fit since they never finished petitioning 💀)#liked having them around because it made them look like ‘such great Christian’s’ being nice to the people#that no one else wanted to be friends with#I always thought that was a really weird and fucked up reason to be friends with someone#this got long sorry 😭
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pommegrantaire · 3 months
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Au lit, le baiser by Henri de Toulous Lautrec but make it Aziracrow
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