#<- he's definitely getting a verse

[herofound]

Show me thorns and I'll show you hands ready to bleed.

// link of the legend of zelda franchise. // indie, sporadic but low activity, semi-selective, extremely head-canon based, sideblog to @quillheel, heralded by captain (they/them, 18).

a study in : the hero's spirit // phantom memories & phantom limbs // being god's chosen champion // being loved, being remembered and being invisible // ghosts in godhood // knowing oneself (and the lackthereof) // your legacy outliving who you were, and living alongside it // arthurian legend (in a sense) // and more

rules // about // memes // studies

currently link's interpretation is a work in progress! he is not one specific link from the legend of zelda series, but rather more based in the hero's spirit itself. things may change, I may go back on decisions I'd made in the past, etc etc. I appreciate your patience!

current artwork & initial concept was based off A Tale Of Two Rulers by FigmentForms, though has since heavily branched. Still! Credit where it is due!

[plistommy]

pov: you just told them steve doesn’t bottom

[yuwuta]

is this a safe space can we talk about a/b/o aus also can i mention okkofushi and can i say alpha yuuta who was so nervous about the responsibility of being part of and taking care of a pack but he fits so naturally in the role, it’s so easy for all his friends to fall in line and follow him and trust him, so he doesn’t understand why you and megumi are both so difficult. it’s not like he thinks omegas are weak by default, yuuta knows you’re stronger than he’ll ever be; it’s not like he thinks betas need to assume more submissive roles, he knows megumi can take care of himself. separately, you two are fine, but together you’re the brattiest pair and yuuta doesn’t get why nor does he get why it bothers him. he was never the alpha that needed the validation, never the one that needed people to fear to him just from his presence alone, but you and megumi make him desperate, and even worse, yuuta knows he wouldn’t be satisfied with just one of your. he’s trying not to push you both, he’s trying to be a good alpha, a calm alpha, a decent alpha but every time megumi rolls his eyes and does as he pleases, or you giggle at him and ask some other alpha for help, or the two of you tease just to run off together, yuuta is overrun with thoughts of how to tame you two, how to make you listen, how to get you both to just submit for once in your lives.

[dmc-questions-anon]

Manifesting them showing Vergil, Lucia, and Lady all on the 26th

[flamesignite]

You deserve this

How long had it been since he last had nightmares? At least a few months, the last one being where he was remembering every single memory he did in Ishval.

This one was a little different than the ones he was used to. He was watching himself, not in the moment as if he's watching a television show and having an out of body experience.

Watching thousands die from his hands, he couldn't bare to watch, but he couldn't look away, his nightmare wouldn't let him, wouldn't let him forget just what he did to those innocent people.

He could feel himself shudder, his body shaking, regret and guilt coming back to haunt him. He couldn't take it, he wanted to scream, but he couldn't speak. He could feel his whole body on fire, maybe he deserved this, to forever be reminded of things he's done, where he couldn't look away.

He could never look away from those he's killed. They would never forget his face as they see him snap his very fingers and flames engulf them. He would forever have their blood on his hands, so he wouldn't dare forget them, his guilt and hate for himself wouldn't let him forget the very people who didn't deserve what he did to them.

It continued like this for what felt like minutes, till finally, one person that never entered his nightmares before did.

Is that...?!

"Stop! This isn't right!" He was in front of some innocent Ishvalans when the other Roy was about to snap. Roy just stares at at the man that resembled Atem. It couldn't be, could it? This was a nightmare right? This wasn't REAL.

"I'm sorry..." He whispers softly, his fingers already barely touching, they were so close. Roy couldn't bear it, he couldn't bear to stand there and watch as his the self from his past who was just following orders was about to snap his fingers on the very man whom he was in love with.

"STOP! Don't!" Roy screams out at the other, "Don't you dare touch him!"

"The man I love would never hurt me." Atem's voice spoke up. "You wouldn't hurt me, would you?" He questioned, but looks over at Roy himself instead of the other.

"Would you?"

"You deserve this murderer. You deserved what you had coming. You deserve far worse than what I did to you."

What...?

He knew he probably did deserve it, but did he... really hear that from Atem? He had the same eyes as he did that night he choked him. Atem kept saying how he didn't deserve that that he didn't want to choke him, it was at that snake, but was that really true?

Apart of his brain is showing him that he felt like he DID deserve it. Especially it being someone he loved to do it to him. Even after Atem said he had no right to pass judgement on him.

Was that why he didn't stop him that night? It would make more sense because he could have easily pulled him off of him. Roy was much stronger than Atem muscle wise. So, why... why did he feel this way? The answer was obvious, right in front of him!

Atem's hands reached out to him, lightly pressing them against his neck again squeezing. Roy didn't stop them, he just stared into his eyes again.

"Murderer! You deserve the worst punishment possible!"

He couldn't breathe, couldn't speak, he tried to grasp his arms but he couldn't even see his own arms. There was fire coming from behind him, Roy tried to speak, but it was too late. The Fire engulfed Atem and he disappeared from sight. In that place was himself, the one that he was trying to stop--

Roy gasped, choking on his breath as he woke up from the nightmare that had engulfed his very being. He wasn't okay in the slightest and it showed in his heaving noises, trying to breath. The panic set in as he looked around and saw Atem still laying beside him unharmed.

It was all a nightmare, that's all it was, wasn't it? Atem was fine, he was HERE. That's what mattered, but he's still having trouble breathing as he chokes on soft gasps.

The guilt was still there and he knew deep down he deserved a punishment for his crimes, but did he really think he deserved it from Atems hand?

[demigod-of-the-agni]

Truly mind boggling and yet unsurprising to see people Continue infantilising the One asian character in the ATSV lineup. Y’all think you’re so smart and revolutionary for your head canons about Pavitr but then you’ll meet actual desi people and think we’re fucking stupids and weird because we aren’t how you believe Indians are supposed to be

I just want to know what is going on in your brain. What makes you think applying the words “baby” “dimwitted” “bubbly and sweet” “unconfrontational” exclusively to Pavitr is such a good idea

[lover-of-mine]

Seven(ish) Sentence Sunday!

I was tagged by @disasterbuckdiaz @daffi-990 @wikiangela @try-set-me-on-fire @steadfastsaturnsrings thank you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I think the Eddie begins missing scene fic is almost at a point where I can stop writing it, but, to be honest, I don't know because they refuse to do what I want, so I'm just typing things out and hoping this thing is gonna end before I end up writing Eddie showing up at his lawyer's office lol I am having a few moments where I'm like "is this too much for the point in time they are?" but then I remember Eddie gave Buck Christopher after this and Buck was clawing at the mud trying to reach Eddie while screaming his name and I am making the executive decision that even if it is, it just means they won't talk about it, and they really don't talk about it so it's fine lol anyway, have a little bit of Eddie's disconnected thoughts after he made Buck get in the bed with him (I'm trying my hardest not to let Eddie think the word love so I keep having to backtrack his train of thought lol) prev snippet.

"It's okay, it's okay," Buck says, adjusting around in the bed for a few seconds, before turning to his side, tugging lightly on Eddie's arm, and he blindly moves again, chasing the warmth of Buck's chest. He half expected to panic, this isn't something they do, but he's too comfortable to worry. Besides, it's Buck.  Everything about him is familiar. Even if this is something they have never done before. It's just warm.  Buck is warmth. But it's not only heat.  This is… safe? Eddie doesn't know.  And he doesn't have the energy to find out. Or the presence of mind.  He's just letting the feeling wash over him as he drifts off.

No pressure tagging 🩷: @eddiebabygirldiaz @bucks118 @honestlyeddie @watchyourbuck @housewifebuck @giddyupbuck @wildlife4life and anyone else that feels like it!!

[rxttenfish]

MY GIRL CARPENTER IS NOT BEATING THE SLASHER VILLAIN ACCUSATIONS

[trickstercaptain]

       More often than not as of late, Jack and Billy had found themselves on the late shift together ( he didn't know what Billy had bribed the pool manager with to make that happen, and wasn't sure he wanted to know ), and that involved the inevitable task of closing up after all of the snotty little kids and their leering mothers had gone home for the day. The peace and quiet of that final hour was always a welcome reprieve, and in recent weeks the pool building after close had become the one place other than Billy's camaro where they could... indulge without fear of being caught or seen.

       Tonight they'd changed out of their red lifeguard shorts at least ( after all, Jack was getting picked up by Steve after his shift ended in... well, he didn't know the exact time, but it was at least another half an hour from now. definitely ), but Jack could still feel Billy's hand reaching up and under his t-shirt as he remained pinned against the wall of the shower room. He'd been there long enough that water was soaking through the back of the shirt and into his hair but, when the making out was this good, he really didn't care. Keys still in hand ( from where he really ought to have locked up this part of the pool ten minutes ago ), Jack's arms were wound eagerly around Billy's shoulders, keeping him close, moaning a little into the movement of the other boy's mouth on his own. Any moment now, he'd gently push Billy away and finish up the last few jobs before they left. Just as soon as he stopped doing that thing with his tongue, slow and deliberate and maddening all at the same time...

@hargrovetm & @harringtontm

[maid-of-the-golden-deer]

i understand that there are some people that will just refuse to respect or care about miles morales for Obvious Reasons but ive seen ppl argue that miguel is 100% right even tho the movie is pretty. pretty clear that hes not and its like damn how bad do you want to hate this kid

[silly-bees]

i know we shit on miguel for beating up miles and how it was unnecessary and stuff, and that's totally true. he should not be beating the hell out of children. he definitely should spend time in spider-jail for that. but can we talk about how terrified this man must be?

the loss of his daughter is fresh- possibly within less than a year fresh, and it was all his fault (at least that is what is interpreted by him). an entire UNIVERSE got destroyed because of his actions and now some punk kid who he was been trying to hard to keep out of this operation suddenly appears and starts making the same mistakes miguel did.

miguel sees this kid preaching that he can fix it all and miguel 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘴. he can remember thinking those same things. he can remember the naivety of being someone new to multi-dimensional travel; but understanding doesn't change the risks, and this kid threatens everything miguel has seeked to fix.

miles is thinking like miguel did and that terrifies him. it terrifies him that what happened to his world would happen to everyone else's and it would inevitably be 𝘮𝘪𝘨𝘶𝘦𝘭'𝘴 fault. not miles', not anyone else, miguel's (in his mind, anyway).

so, yes. yes he shouldn't have chased miles, but fear does things to the brain. fear leads to desperation and desperation leads to miles' determination and that leads to more fear and it continues in this vicious cycle of pain, danger and pure, guilty terror.

i'm not excusing his actions, but i understand them. i understand them and it hurts so bad in a good way.

[abyssembraced]

Where's your gun, Puppetmon? Censors got to em?

"Oh, you wanna see my toys? Good thing I've got one riiiiiight...... Here! A pistol; it might look small, but it's ve~ry dead~ly!"

Speaking in a singsong voice, Puppetmon held up the weapon in his hand with pride. Maybe he could even show off a demonstration!

...

.........

Wait, what happened to his gun!?

Not in his hand, not in his pockets, not on the floor or behind him... It was like it had just vanished into thin air!

And this person here... They knew something about it, clearly! They were were teasing him! Him! A Dark Master!

Glaring, he pointed at them accusingly.

"You!!! You stole my toy, didn't you! You'll pay for trying to mess with me!"

[this-world-of-beautiful-monsters]

I really do think Sean might have tried to find a way to secretly off Mushroom and feed her to Daniel if he hadn't been able to get food for them while they were snowed in at the cabin. like he would have felt guilty as hell about it and it probably would have blown up in his face, but he definitely would've considered or straight up gone for it. like people make jokes about Sean not liking Mushroom when he's such a furry but they forget that boy is always Calculating the food numbers--that dog is a mouth and if there's not enough to go around he'd at least start measuring the cooking pot.

[iobartach]

each strand of silk

universe: league of legends / arcane

verse name: gach dual síoda

Description: Piltovian scholar, turned pilgrim, turned Vilemaw acolyte. Don't ask him what happened in the Shadow Isles.

For further info, A bunch of lore details for this verse are included here!

Then I heard the song; the spider's song. My companion cried out in terror and fell to his knees. I embraced him. I told him he had nothing to fear. He was going to a better place. I will take them all to a better place.

[cuteniaarts]

What if… Suiren in Vaatu’s colours 😳👀

[lover-of-mine]

Fuck it Friday!

I was tagged by @wikiangela @disasterbuckdiaz @cowboy-buck @daffi-990 thank you 💜💜💜

Imma be honest, I opened the most recent document, scrolled down a bit, and just copied an amount that made sense lol, so have this bit of the eddie begins fic where they are being soft in the hospital while waiting for test results lol prev snippet

"Hey, no sleeping," Buck says, shaking him gently, and Eddie blinks, slowly looking around to find out they're alone again.  "Sorry," he mumbles, eyes finding Buck again, "on the bright side, I don't feel like I'm freezing from the inside out anymore."  "That's good."  "Yeah," Eddie yawns, and Buck's eyes widen with worry while looking at him.  Were his eyes always this blue?  "Okay, am I gonna have to be annoying to keep you awake?" He jokes, but his smile doesn't reach his eyes.  "You're never annoying, Buck," he says, blinking against the sleep that's now threatening to take over and something flashes on Buck's expression but it's gone before Eddie can figure it out. "Not what it seems like when you throw pillows at me in the bunk room," Buck jokes, poking his arm and he chuckles. "That's just to remind you that we're there to sleep." "A pillow to the face is supposed to get me to sleep?"  "One can hope," Eddie mumbles, shifting around trying to get comfortable without being too comfortable, before looking back at Buck, worry creeping up his spine, "you know I don't mind the talking, right? I feel bad falling asleep on you, so if you're talking I'm not going to sleep, hence the pillows," he says and Buck's expression circles through multiple complicated emotions before he nods.  "It's just harder falling asleep on the bunks sometimes," he shrugs and Eddie chuckles. "I know." "But I will have to annoy you into staying awake for now," Buck says, adjusting in his chair. "You're not annoying." "You know what I mean." "Still not annoying." "Not even this conversation?" "No." "You sure?" "Positive."

no pressure tagging <3: @bucks118 @eddiebabygirldiaz @honestlydarkprincess @watchyourbuck @captain-hen @giddyupbuck @try-set-me-on-fire