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13-nastin-13 · 2 years ago

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🎂 27/09/2022 🎂

September was such a difficult month to deal with I ignored my own birthday on my own blog, as I was very busy procrastinating, and in general the day passed by somehow quietly and uneventfully...

BUT! I’ve decided that I won’t stand on ceremony with anyone anymore, so long live the local shock content like this just because I can 💅🏻 All non-icons and non-legends can feel free to unfollow right now, because on sep 27th, the great and incomparable ICON, LEGEND and even LIBRA celebrated his day! - it's Louis XIII❗

Yes, he turned 421 the previous year, he's a relatable miracle and any yellow press about him infuriates the heck out of me (and it'S literally almOST EVERYWHERE WTF even in articles where it's like 50% of actual facts). You probably think "ahh yes louis xiii the noname from the musketeers" and oh boy if only u knew :"((( It is especially sad that in this book, which on one hand at least somehow promoted him, he is still completely different from how he was like irl.

Dumas, of course, is not particularly to blame, but it just hurts me that these stereotypes are so tightly stuck to my precious Louis that many people judge him based either on them or on the shite written by his ancient haters from the 17th century who simply could not make it in p0litics or whatever...

All this seemed to me illegally unfair on every possible level of unfairness, which made me start spreading my love for this historical figure from this little birthday drawing!

I remember how I had much more fun that day than on my own birthday ahaha, I would even say that it was the happiest day of the year. I drew this drawing while listening to "Ballet de la Merlaison" and it was so heartwarming that I caught some kind of euphoria, as if it was my second birhday ❤️

P.S. By the way, "Ballet de la Merlaison" was written entirely by Louis himself and if you haven't heard it yet then whaT ARE YOU DOING PleasE GIVE A LISTen tO MARLESON BALLET THIS IS NOT MUSKETEER MEME THIS IS ETHEREAL 🤧🎶

#i know y'all were not prepared for this #sorry not sorry #you can expect practically anything possible from me #but like literally who would do it if not my mentally damaged ass #there are like 0 candidates out there #WHY ME #still no regrets tho because i have hope for some kind of a tiny fandom...#because i'm starving for louis content and i need someone to discuss how freakin' cool he is #AND THERE IS N O FANDOM #*cries in louis xiii brainrot*#ok at least i made a little bloggo where you will be able to go and watch me going crazy over this ace legend very soon #my art #happy birthday #17th century #baroque #artists on tumblr #louis xiii #king louis xiii #louis xiii le juste

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zarvasace · 2 years ago

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Hi I love you disability au a lot!!! It lives rent free in my brain and I always get so happy when I see stuff about it!!! Also I just info-dumped about your au to my friend for like half an hour, which is very high praise from my autistic brain 💞

Aww that is high praise, thank you! I'm glad you enjoy it. :) 💜

Anyway, take another fic, because I can't seem to stop myself recently, especially when y'all say it's cool, aha.

Time for a bad day

About 2k in length, gen, a bit of h/c but mostly just fluff. This can be read as a sequel to Relapse but also can just be read alone. AO3 link here.

When Time reaches for the door handle, he misses. His fingers brush the cool metal, but his hand doesn't get enough of a grip to turn it. He sighs, then tries again, managing it this time. There's a deep ache in the caverns of his head, filling it with dense wool like someone shoved an entire sweater into his skull. He can barely smell the coffee and bacon as he takes his time on the stairs. At least his feet are protected from the morning chill of the house by nice socks.

Time isn't sure if this house in Tarrey Town is actually a temporary rental like Wild said, or if it belongs to him. The people of this little town are kind and welcoming, and showed them which house to go to without any debate or uncertainty, a few days ago. It amuses Time a little that Wild, the one most likely to be at home eternally camping, except for maybe Hyrule, has two entire permanent residences in his Hyrule. Maybe more, but Time isn't sure what the state of the castle or Castletown is like.

Wherever the house came from, he's grateful they get to use it. There's a fair amount of space here, and they have privacy, which they wouldn't have in an inn anywhere else. They also haven't had to deal with a portal this last week, which isn't entirely unexpected, but still, Time's grateful. He's been a bit spooked by Legend's condition.

Due to the lack of bedrooms and beds in the house, most of the boys slept in the living room. Time's quiet as he gets downstairs. It's a bit of a surprise to see Sky awake in the attached kitchen, sitting on the dining table bench next to Hyrule. They're working on Hyrule's signing again, while Twilight manages the bacon Time smells at the stove.

Hyrule notices him first, turning his direction and signing his name. 'Time!'

Sky turns around at the sign, his hand patting Hyrule's knee to tell him he did it right, and smiles back at Time. His face is pale, and dark circles line his eyes, but he's upright.

Time stands in a spot where he can speak quietly to Hyrule and Sky can see his words. "Good morning. How did you two sleep?"

"All right," Hyrule shrugs, keeping his voice just as low.

Sky's own shrug is a bit strained. He sets a hand on his side, where Time knows a thick layer of bandages covers a rather nasty healing wound, and manages to smile anyway. Time hopes he got some sleep.

"Here," Twilight says, putting a mug of coffee in Time's reach. He does the same for Sky, and gives a markedly smaller one to Hyrule, who clearly knows he's been jipped, but doesn't raise a fuss beyond flicking Twilight's leg.

"Thank you." Time lets the warmth of the coffee trickle into his fingers. "Is anyone else up, yet?"

Twilight answers, leaning up against the dining table while bacon sizzles in the pan. "Wars, he went outside for a bit. I think a couple people are awake, but it seems like most of us got hit pretty hard. How are you?"

"I just have a headache," Time answers, though it's a bit more than that. He takes a chair and drinks some of the coffee, hoping it'll help stave off some of the pain. It usually does, at least a little.

Twilight goes back to the bacon, and Warriors comes back into the house through the back door, letting in a short burst of chilled air. He shuts the door quickly and goes about taking off his gloves and coat and boots, though of course he leaves the scarf on. He waves to those at the table, starts a kettle of water next to the bacon, and joins them.

They all sit in silence for a little while, until Hyrule turns around to hold his hands out towards Warriors and ask for a quiz. Warriors puts down his own coffee with a tired smile and complies. He signs slow sentences into Hyrule's hands, letter by letter, while Hyrule tries to puzzle out the words. He's right more often than not, and Sky shares a victorious smile with Time.

Once Time's coffee is gone, he does feel a bit better. He takes his cup to the sink, helps Twilight move plates of bacon to the table—no eggs, no anything except bacon—and only snags one piece for himself.

"I'm going to check on Legend," he mutters to Twilight, who nods and waves him off.

Time passes the table and weaves through the empty bedrolls scattered on the ground to get to the ground floor bedroom. There are two beds in here, one taken by Legend for the last few days and the other currently shared by Four and Wind, who still look asleep. The curtains are drawn, making it very dim in here, and the bowl of hot lavender water on the dresser has long since gone cold.

When Legend had woken up at the beginning of the week and whined that it was going to be an awful few days, Time worried, but didn't think too much of it. Legend's prone to dramatics, and often complains of pain anyway. It had been humbling, and more than a little concerning, to watch Legend's sarcasm and definitive spark become buried under obvious pain. He insisted it wouldn't last very long, but Time still worries.

At the moment, Legend doesn't look awake. Time hovers for a minute, watching the uneven breaths and unconscious twitching. He hesitates, then lays a gentle hand on Legend's head.

Legend's eyes blink open at the touch, a bit glassy but aware. That's a definite improvement over the last time Time had seen them, three days ago.

"Good morning," Time says softly, trying to not wake up Four and Wind. "You missed quite the party yesterday."

"I heard," Legend mutters. He winces, then shifts his position. Time draws his hand back. "This 's almost over… I feel a li'l better."

"That's good. Warriors thinks a portal might be on its way in the next few days."

Legend grunts his displeasure. "I want a break."

"Unfortunately, this kind of is our break."

"I hate my body."

Time shakes his head. "Is there anything I can get for you?"

"...somethin' hot? I smell coffee."

"I don't think anyone is going to give you coffee, Legend." Time would roll his eye, but that would make his head hurt even more, so he sighs instead. "But I can find you something hot."

Legend grunts again. "Whatev'r. Hey, is everyone okay? After yesterday."

"Mostly." Time folds his arms. "Sky took a hit, but he'll be fine. Hyrule exhausted himself again." Legend scoffs at that. "We fought a few of Wild's guardians, so his scars are giving him trouble again. Wind forgot to put something in his shoe to straighten out his hips and walked too far. Four used crutches for the fight and got blasted against a tree. Wars shouted a lot. Twilight and I took enough potions to be all right."

"Wow." Legend looks up at the ceiling with half-lidded eyes. "We're a mess."

Time sighs and nods his agreement. "We're taking today easy."

Behind him, he hears the rustle of blankets as Four and Wind wake up. He turns to see Four sit up, rub at his face, then toss blankets off of him and go to stand up.

"Four!" Time lunges, reacting before his brain can catch up—or Four's brain, apparently. He manages to grab Four's arm and stop him from hitting the ground. He makes sure they're both okay, then sets Four down on the ground.

"What the hell kind of joke—" Four starts, outraged, then he pauses, seeing his legs. "Oh… I won't say this isn't concerning, but it's less concerning."

Wind looks over the edge of the bed, his expression caught between laughter and concern. "Do you often forget that you can't walk?"

"No. Never mind." Four leans his back against the bed and glances up at Time, scowling. "Thanks, I guess."

"Of course," Time answers with a slight frown. Four's eyes are very, very blue, which is, as Four said, only somewhat concerning. He offers a hand down. "Want help?"

Four sighs, put-upon, but nods. He grabs Time's hand with both of his, and together they work until Four's in his chair again. He straightens out his clothes and starts to finger-comb his hair. Wind hands him his headband from the side table.

"Thanks," Four tells them, almost grumbling, and his eyes are still blue.

"Twilight made bacon and coffee out in the kitchen," Time tells him.

"Just bacon and coffee?" Four snorts, but pushes himself out the door anyway. Time is, once again, glad that Four is small, so most doorways fit both him and his chair.

"What about you?" Time asks Wind.

Wind groans and flops back down on the bed, blankets tangled around his legs. His wooden one sits near the bed, a bit more scratched up after yesterday. "I don't wanna go anywhere. My hips hurt." He lifts his head to scowl over at Time. "And before you say it, I know it's kind of my fault, but that doesn't stop it from aching."

"I wasn't going to say anything."

Legend speaks up again. "Out of curiosity, did you notice if Four's eyes were a color?"

"Blue," Time responds. "I noticed because it was a little odd."

"Mm… yeah, that makes sense."

Wind sits back up, unable to laze about for long. "How does that make sense? Do you know why his eyes change color?"

"I have theories. I'll tell you later when I can think better." Legend pulls the blankets over his head and goes still except for breathing.

Time sighs again, then offers his hand to Wind next. "Let's at least get you out to the couch so we don't bother Legend too much."

"Fine." Wind pushes the blankets around and reaches over the side of the bed to retrieve his blue tunic. "Hey, since we're all stuck inside feeling awful today, do you think we could make cookies?" He grabs his leg, then Time's hand, and stands up.

"You'll have to ask Wild, but I don't think it's too far out of the question."

With Time's minimal help, Wind hops out to the couch facing the kitchen and sinks down next to Wild with a dramatic sigh. Time heads into the kitchen to pour some of Warriors's tea into another mug for Legend.

"You too, huh?" Wild asks Wind, smiling with only half of his face. He has tins of both his ice-chu lotion and his fire-chu lotion out, and it seems that more than just him has partaken of them.

"Me, too," Wind agrees. He dips his hand into the fire-chu tin and slathers some on the end of his left leg, on the stump below the knee. "Hey, Wild, do you want to make cookies today?"

Wild perks up a little. "Actually, yeah. That sounds like fun, and we're stuck here anyway, so…"

Sky leans over the back of the couch to offer them both a plate. "Bacon?"

Wind smiles up at Sky and takes the entire plate. Wild steals a few strips for himself. Warriors stops Time from taking the mug of tea to Legend, only to swap that mug out for another, one that had more of a fruity scent than a floral one. He'd apparently anticipated this already and made one of Legend's favorite kinds of tea. Time sends Warriors a smile, gets a shrug back, and heads past Wild and Wind and Hyrule brainstorming increasingly insane ideas for cookie structures (they're stuck on a castle, right now) to get back to Legend.

If Legend takes one sip of the tea and his eyes fill with tears, due to the pain bypassing his emotional control, then Time won't tell.

#my writing #disability au #linked universe #lu time #lu legend #I won't tag them all #just the few big ones #i freakin love this AU and it's not stopping anytime soon #it's nice to have something tiny to focus on #during my pomodoro breaks :)

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