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i-am-1142 · 1 year
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Hi Skylight and Happy Holydays :DD. Yes sorry I'm late but listen 30 minutes ago it was still the 25th for me so I'm not that late ?
T^T T^T
Happy Holidays, Lili!! Hope you've been well?
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You know what about not being that interested in the lu canon ? Same. I was never really interested in the LU canon in the first place. I mean really loved the early comics without storyline, I absolutely loved their interactions but even then I was more hooked by the design, references to the games and the concept of the different Link hanging out than the personality the Links were given. I still found them interesting but only relied on those for those of game I hadn't played (which may have been nearly everyone when I discovered LU but is now fewer). For those I had played, well I will always prefer the personality and headcanons I have for them myself and those are very particular and contradictory with the mostly accepted as cannon element by the zelda fandom sooo... yeah *nervous laugh*.
So when there Jojo decided to make a plot and more fight scene it's not that it was worse, but the comic in itself just wasn't enjoyable for me that much anymore. The thing I appreciated about it were mostly gone for the sake of plot and angst which are 2 things that don't really let me enjoy myself on their own.
But I still love what is done in the fandom !! I love the fic, the art, the people here (which include you of course <3) make me so happy !!! All that to say that yes I value the LU fandom way more than LU itself and you are not alone in that sentiment (even if in my case it's for different reason) (god I hope I'm not bothering you with this ask, sorry if I am don't feel obligated to answer it)
LU Fanon is better than LU Canon imo but also
i have played all of legends games to date, read the FSA + MC manga, played skord, oot, mm, tp (not yet completed), BOTW + HW (completed) so maybe im just biased ???
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thesacredtwink · 2 years
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So you're not vibbing with April's Fool ? Yeah to be honest pranks isn't my thing either, they're very hit or miss for me. Beside if you live with people having a bad mentality about it and it can 100% be nightmarish.
Though that isn't to say that I dislike April's 1st either cause back home children rarely do pranks (recently discovered that it's an adult thing). Instead they draw fishes on paper, cut them and then use scotch to sneakely stick them on other people back. Mostly on adults back. Needless to say when April's first isn't on a week-end teachers literally have a school of fish on their back love that english allows me to make that pun it's possible in french
Yeah, I don't handle pranks well. Mostly because I have a bad history with them and also because I can't tell when things are a prank with any great reliability. I usually just end up crying or feeling stupid.
I'm fortunate that my family don't really do pranks, which is nice. Makes April fool's day easier.
And OH MY GOSH thats precious. A school of fish. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
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zazora · 2 years
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Wait it's your birthday ?! HAPPY BIRTH :DD
Ahah it was actually yesterday, but thank you so much!
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anadorablekiwi · 2 years
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🎶 please ?
“I won't let them break you down || And I won't hear the empty sounds”
Honorary mention is “I'll still catch you when you fall || Through a past that steals your sleep”
And then of course the chorus, “Time won't ever steal my soul
We're not broken, so please come home
And if the world has worn you down
I'll be waiting, so please come home”
I don’t exactly have specific reasons they’re my favorites (that I can put into words), just that they are powerful lines in a powerful song 💜
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ficti0nal-b0yfriend · 3 months
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2023 sketch dump p4 - in stars and time
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philtstone · 2 years
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16 for Bucky and Sarah!!!! 😍
#16 -- only linking the pinkies together, not ready to let go completely
literally the idea for this prompt has been turning over in my head like a rotisserie chicken for 4 months. i dont know if im happy with it, exactly -- somehow in my weekly ritual of writing it in my head, they were in character, and it did something, but now that its on the proverbial page im unsure -- but im happy that i finally wrote it. lil bit eye emoji at the end lol. thanks for indulging my year long niche barely canon obsession em <3
Sarah wakes up needing badly to pee and with one hand going numb where it’s tucked under her neck.
God but she feels stiff. Her body holds an awkwardness to it -- that numb hand -- that she realizes, remembers, very quickly is because it has forgotten how to rest in a bed with another person.
Well. Sarah has two growing babies and they have faced many difficult years. She’s shared a bed through the night plenty. Sharing a bed with children and sharing a bed with an adult man are two very different things. 
She lets herself breathe, deeply in through her nose, and out, purposeful in the release of tension, then turns her head over to look at him. Bucky is fast asleep still. Something in her heart flips at the thought. Even yesterday -- their first full night -- he’d woke up before her. Five hours max, he always says, with a loose tilt to his mouth. Sometimes he means it as a teasing reminder; other times it is more self deprecating. She argues him on this just as she argues that he shouldn’t go around feeling hungry simply because his body endures. She has won on the food front. Seven uninterrupted hours remains contested. Sarah can plan four meals a day in a way she can’t plan night terrors. 
She’s never woken up to the sight of him sleeping before. 
Something about how early it is, or maybe how recently she’s been well-loved,  has her thinking sentimental thoughts. He’s beautiful stretched out here beside her. He is pressed face-first into the pillow he brought up from the den and shirtless, so recently entirely unselfconscious about it. Bucky looks at once always far younger and far older than she’d expect. Sarah can see the slack tilt of soft lips and one round cheek, pink from the warmth of their bed, and the softened crow’s feet around his eyes. His dark hair is darker in the blue light of pre-dawn and mussed at the top, yet greying at the temples. His right shoulder, bare, pale, and thick with muscle, shifts minutely up and down with each breath. She counts two freckles. She sees the edge of a scar over his far scapula and the gentle frown creasing between his brows and the awkward way he has moved his left arm beneath himself, away, out of sight. 
It can’t be comfortable. That pulls at something anxious with early-morning confusion in Sarah’s stomach.
On the floor on the bed’s other side there is a sleeping bag laid out in case. For always, couples have been sleeping together through the night. Sarah ascribes maybe more meaning to it than is deserved. It is so tentative, this place they have arrived. She knows that she can’t rely on it the way she might want to. The way it is so easy to imagine -- every night, just like this, for the rest of always, slowly becoming more and more at ease with the shape of each other until no limbs are carefully held. 
She looks down. Between them lays Bucky’s right hand, loose and curled in sleep, and just beside it lays hers. Two light-skinned digits are still extended to curve around her thumb. She remembers now: he’d pulled her close just before falling asleep, and linked fingers.
Sarah turns as quietly as she is able to look up at the ceiling and brings her free hand up to lay against her throat. Something tender wells in her stomach that she has not felt in a long while. Then she gets up, because the practical needs of her bladder refuse to be ignored.
In the bathroom she pulls her underwear down to her ankles and stretches her numb fingers out while she goes about her business. She can see herself in the mirror and she sees her puffy eyes and drooping breasts and the cracked skin around her heels. She sees other things too. That bead necklace at her throat Cass and AJ gave her last week as a mother’s day present, delicate enough in its hand-made shape that it makes her neck look slender. The fact that even half-asleep she is looking gentler around the edges, though that might just be weight gain. The deep blue of the silk wrap covering her hair, so vibrant she is sure it must be the most expensive thing she’s ever owned. It was left quietly for her on the bathroom counter almost six months ago now and is the same shade as a dress she once saw Lady Nakia wear on TV. Even after half a year into a relationship Bucky had still blushed at her thank you.
She’s not sure at what point plain old Sarah Wilson’s life got stretched out to meet the rest of the crazy, fast-moving world. Or maybe the world was brought to her doorstep one day, ready to take and give so much at the same time. Sarah is coping as best she can. It’s easier to do that, when you have other people around, she thinks. When you have someone willing to stay long-term in your bed, and put in the work needed for that to be possible, and leave thoughtful, useful, beautiful things on the most mundane of your house’s mundane counters. 
Sarah gets up. She adjusts the droop of her bonnet and tugs at the hem of her ratty t-shirt. She knows by moving at all she’ll have woken him up. Still, she hopes a little that maybe he’ll still be knocked out upon re-entry. Lord knows both of them deserve a couple more hours. And this peace they have that feels so fragile sometimes, they deserve that too.
When she crawls back onto the bed the birds have started chirping softly outside the bedroom window. Bucky’s eyes are wide open. The cat is there.
“Hey handsome,” Sarah whispers. She gets beneath the covers, scootches her way down ‘til she’s feeling comfortable, and remains sitting up. “Miss Alpine.”
Alpine is stretched out in the spot where their hands rested before and looking very self satisfied. Sarah must have forgotten to close the door properly last night. In front of her Bucky’s eyes are big, still tinged with the process of coming back to himself, but he has unearthed his left arm, and is absently stroking the cat’s tail. 
“Hi,” he says finally. Sarah leans down and kisses his jaw because she can. “Sarah.” His voice is slurred and gravelly with sleep.
“Yeah.”
“I made it another night?”
“We made it another night,” she says, and settles herself back down while he scoops Alpine up and deposits her gently at the foot of the bed. There’s a shift, a dip, and she feels him roll over and wind his arms around her. His hands slip under her shirt to cup her breasts and then simply stay there. She bites back a grin at the sigh of contentment he gives.
“All settled in?” she says, humour in her own sleepy voice.
“Mmm,” he sighs. “I love these.” 
Perhaps on the heels of her bathroom self-scrutiny Sarah feels a laugh bubble out of her, and the need to cover her face with one hand as it emerges, loud and snorting in their quiet bedroom. She and her stretched out, work worn boobs; at least her legs haven’t gotten any shorter since high school. But he does, in that simple way men do when they love the rest of you too. His scruffy face presses against the back of her neck. She can feel the undemanding warmth of morning arousal against the small of her back, and hear the nearly-silent electromagnetic whir of his prosthetic, heavy and powerful at her waist. She brings a leg up to tangle around his.
“That cat of yours best not sit on my head anytime pre-seven am,” Sarah says. 
She is already half-planning the day. AJ has soccer practice in the afternoon.
“No ma’am,” Bucky murmurs. 
AJ has soccer practice, and Bucky has to drive down to the NOLA military base on a favour to Colonel Rhodes. But he is here now, in her bed, and it is morning. Sarah lets out a long hard sigh of relief, closing her eyes, and behind her, he does, too.
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voxaris · 1 year
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spacecowboyspurs · 2 years
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starting to get emotionally attached to this literal motherfucker, louve my beloved
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idontgettechnology · 3 years
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I'd love to hear a headcanon you have for Sarah or Sam Wilson. Thank you!
Well, I wrote this angsty bit a minute ago. But how about a happy one?
Sam took Sarah to buy her first semi-formal dress in tenth grade. She and their mother had fought the last three times they'd gone shopping and Mama Wilson just didn't have another round in her. So Sam offered because Homecoming was only a week away and his sister was not showing up to her first semi-formal in a dress she hated. They had a great time, Sarah found a beautiful dress that didn't raise their mother's eyebrow, and Sam was slotted for dress-shopping duty ever since.
Prom dresses, Homecoming, and finally, her wedding dress, Sam was her shopping partner. He didn't have any kind of exceptional eye for fashion or have any great insights she didn't have herself. But Sam did something no one else did. Sam made her feel the most herself, the most at ease. He also had the patience to give her the space to try on as much as she wanted before making a decision.
Sam knows it's not conventional; maybe it's not what's expected of him as a straight American man, but he likes shopping with Sarah. He likes seeing how she lights up when she finds something she likes, when she sees a little of the sparkle in herself that everyone else gets to see all the time.
So when Bucky finally pops the question, Sam already knows she's going to ask him to come shopping with her. And he readily agrees.
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wilds-ponytail · 2 years
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Thank you for being present in my life 🥰 !
Ps : (I don't know if I already send you that ask. I meant to but I send it to like half of the people I'm following in a raw so it's possible that I loss track to who I sent it to and to whom I didn't, inadvertently skipping you. Anyway if you didn't receive this from me before then I'm sorry for this arriving late. And if you did receive this already then feel free to delete this one)
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i-am-1142 · 1 year
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You know I'm kinda curious now, was there any special reason why you wanted my pronouns earlier ? You talking about me 👀 ? /not mad /genuinely curious and interested
I just was remembering that you had said that you had french pronouns you prefer, and my sibling sometimes asks, "Who are you talking to" and I have to answer with something using a pronoun, such as, "them, he, she, etc"
You also said that you're fine with any, but I know a lot of nonbinary people who are fine with any usually prefer one more than the others, (or they want to have it mixed around and changed)
I want to make sure that you feel comfortable and safe
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Maybe you could try writing on paper ? You would have the supplement work of typing it all later but at least you'll only need 1 hand and so would be able to give a break to your painful wrist ?
(You don't have to answer this and please certainly don't give this a long answer, I'd hate if you suffer by typing more than you have to because of me :( )
i cant actually read my own handwriting, it's bad enough that my i had to type all my schoolwork when i was attending aha so i wouldnt be able to copy it down ,,
im mostly kinda. feeling guilty over not..updating any of my multichapters. i try to do HW weekly n i didnt manage to
sbf i can get away w because i average 2000 words a chapter but hw is significantly shorter aa-n i feel like ive gotta at least update that :((
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thesacredtwink · 2 years
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Hiiiiii Nick ! I loved your new chapter of A Wolf in King's Clothing ! There's a detail that I liked very much despite it being a detail in the worldbuilding and it's the lipstick and the fact that it kept lips from cracking. It's a detail but it's so neat and it make me think of Warriors, of his coquetry and of his prejudice against the Gerudo... It made me wonder if that's a element that was going to come back. If there's going to be a time where the narrative is going to point out how Warriors appearance is deteriorating because of the desert, how Twilight or another Gerudo notice but don't offer help because of the tension (or maybe Warriors refuse their help ?). It made me think than maybe Twilight and Warriors will be completed by them talking about beauty standard and skin and hair care...
I don't know it was an idea like that, it would be cool but maybe you have something else planned and in that case I can't wait to see it ! Actually no matter were you chose the story to go I will love and read your chapter avidly :D !!
Oh OH WOW
No that's not the direction I'm going but I am AAAAAA that's such a good idea and mmmmmmm I haddn't even thought if that? Like aaaaaaaaa
It would make SUCH a good fic tho.... because that's totally something that I could see happen. Mmmmmmmmm.... ........
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zazora · 2 years
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For the Zelda ask game let's see... 7 (favorite dungeons), 10 (favorite items), 33 (puzzles or combats), 38 (creepiest enemy) and 49 (favorite thing to keep in a bottle) please 😊 !
(I can sent other questions if no one else sent you asks 👍)
7. This might sound a little weird, but I really like the earth temple in SkSw. I thought the ball balancing looked silly at first, but man was it fun. Also, while I don’t love the main dungeons in BotW, Hyrule Castle and the champions ballad dungeon were an amazing idea.
10. I ADORE the beetle in SkSw, we need more remote controlled stuff. And also the Pegasus boots, it’s one of my favorite parts of 2D Zelda’s. Lastly, would the spirit train count as an item? Because I unironically loved the train.
33. Definitely combat. Some game puzzles are pretty easy for me overall (SkSw and Link’s awakening), but my brain short circuits half the time D; I never complain too much about combat tho and I find it more fun.
38. Dead hand. Need I say more?
49. M I L K (Fairies are useful too, but I also feel bad about bottling them).
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louvelylouis · 3 years
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MAY!! MY EXAMS ARE CANCELLED.
I'm throwing a party at my place, pull up. Y'all are all invited 🥳💞
not both of us sending asks to each other at the same time jckdks ANYWAYS CONGRATS LUV SO HAPPY FOR YA 💞💞💞
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