#but better than a mirror!

[gintrinsic-writing]

Mirror vs Open Closet Door: Fight!

When Sky volunteered to share a room with Time and Four, he did so with the anticipation of a peaceful evening. Part of him even imagined how nice it would be to doze off to the quiet notes of an ocarina, or to the steady, soothing rasp of a whetstone. In no way did he anticipate an open closet door. 

“Uh,” he began eloquently, wiggling his chilled toes beneath the covers. “What’s up?”

Time turned away from the now-open closet like it was the most normal thing in the world. He hadn’t even retrieved anything; he’d simply taken one look at the closet, frowned, gotten up, and opened the door all the way. Behind him, the dark closet now loomed ominously, its many hangers like a row of teeth. “Mirror’s on the outside of the door,” Time answered, throwing back his side of the sheets. 

“Ah, that makes sense,” Four said from the end of the bed. He fit perfectly lengthwise, which was something Sky had been trying very hard not to joke about. Now, he had other things to focus on. Namely—

“No it doesn’t?” He glanced between the two of them. “Now the closet’s open.”

Time pinched the room’s single candle between his fingers, plunging the room into darkness. “It’s fine. There’s no draft.”

No draft? Sky mouthed in disbelief. For a moment, that was it. Time settled on his side, apparently comfortable, and Four sighed in contentment. A chime could be heard from the grandfather clock in the common room. Sky counted to ten before he finally balked. “Okay, no, absolutely not.”

Time blinked at him, his eyes barely visible. “What’s wrong?”

“What’s wrong?” Sky repeated incredulously. “You left the closet door open on purpose!”

“There’s nothing to be afraid of, Sky,” Four said in his most mature (read: annoying) tone. “It’s just a closet.”

Sky forced himself not to grind his teeth in frustration. “If there’s nothing to be afraid of,” he began slowly, “then there shouldn’t be any problem with the mirror.”

“That’s completely different,” Time answered in an even more mature (read: more annoying) tone. 

“No, it’s not! You’re telling me that that—” Sky waved a hand in the general direction of the closet. “—is less creepy than a mirror?”

“Yes,” Time said immediately. 

“No, it’s not.”

“Is too.”

Sky rubbed both hands down his face. “You sound like a child.”

“I am a child,” Time sighed. 

What? Sky thought, frowning open-mouthed. Before he could reply, Four finally sat up, his extra blanket pooling around him. 

“It's not completely scary. There’s plenty of moonlight in here.”

“Yeah, that makes it worse,” Sky muttered. “It’s easier to see.” He risked a glance at the closet, then did a double-take. “Sweet Hylia, I swear it’s bigger than it was before.”

Four’s head whipped around to look. “What? No, it’s not.”

“It is!” He was pretty sure. Like, seventy percent sure.

Suddenly, inspiration struck with a self-satisfied jolt. Sky could be the bigger person here; he could compromise! “Why can’t we just take the mirror down?”

“Tried,” Time said. “It’s glued to the door.”

Sky crossed his arms. “Okay, then how about… I switch rooms. I bet Wind would switch with me.”

“Then the sleeping arrangements won’t work as well,” Four explained. “We split up rooms based on an even Link-per-room ratio.”

“Then I’ll switch with someone close to my size. Warriors.” 

Time snorted. “Won’t work. He’s rooming with Legend; fifty rupees says their closet door is open, too.”

“Then I’ll switch with Legend,” Sky said brightly. It took him a second to realize he’d messed up. “Wait, no, Warriors kicks in his sleep.”

“Mmmhm,” Four answered. They’d all been victims of that unfortunate kind of abuse before. 

“Fine. Twilight’s got a weird thing about mirrors, right? I’ll switch with him.”

“Enjoy Wind’s and Wild’s snoring,” Time said wryly. 

Sky groaned. Time was right, there was no way he could sleep through their combined snores. “This sucks.”

Time snuggled further into the covers. “Too bad.”

“You’re an ass sometimes.”

“I’m so wounded,” Time said around a yawn, and Sky huffed. 

Minutes passed. The closet continued to loom. Sky was afraid he’d see a face if he kept staring inside, but he was also afraid of looking away. Goosebumps broke out across his skin. Maybe, if he was brave enough to leave the bed, he’d wait until they fell asleep and simply close the door. Maybe. 

“Four?” he whispered when he couldn’t take it anymore. “You awake?”

Four sighed. “I am now.”

The question wouldn’t leave him. It was a welcome distraction at this point. “What do you think Time meant when he called himself a child?”

“Dude, I never try to figure him out anymore.”

“...Yeah, fair.”

More minutes. More looming. Sky contemplated the worth of the Triforce of Courage in the face of mundane things. 

Somehow, he fell asleep. 

[freshbeeth]

two queens maximizing their joint slay

[notbecauseofvictories]

I'm re-reading the Discworld series for reasons, and honestly the most relatable part of reading these as an adult is how many of the protagonists start out being tired, used to their little routine and vaguely disgruntled by the interruption of the Plot. Sam Vimes wants to lie drunk in a gutter and absolutely doesn't want to be arresting dragons. Rincewind is yanked into every situation he's ever encountered, though he'd much rather be lying in a gutter too. (Minus the alcohol. Plus regretting everything he's ever done said witnessed or even heard about fourth-hand in his whole life.) Granny Weatherwax is deeply suspicious of foreign parts and that includes the next town over; Nanny has leaned into the armor of "nothing ever happens to jolly grannies who terrorize their daughters-in-law and make Saucy Jokes"

Only the young people don't seem to have picked up on this---and that's fortunate, because someone has to run around making things happen, if only so Vimes and Granny and Rincewind have a reason to get up (complaining bitterly the whole time) and put it all to rights. Without Carrot, Margrat, Eric, etc. these characters don't have that reason; they're likely to stay in the metaphorical gutter and keep wondering where it all went wrong or why anything has to change.

............well, that's not quite true. You get the sense that Vetinari knows how much certain people hate the Plot. And as the person sitting behind the metaphorical lighting board of Ankh-Morpork, he takes no small pleasure in forcing the Plot-haters specifically to stand up, and say some lines.

[tartppola]

very specific au thought, silver if he was the shield instead ( read the tags to see explanations )

[saruouka]

A challenge from Twitter: Draw fav character in Vertin's profile pose.

[vingler-mirror]

Vereinsamt text post meme because we're being practical, involved, and suffering with this patch

Part 1 | Part 2

[sparklingcid3r]

u can’t convince me that darry wasn’t at least a little embarrassed to have been at that rumble. like no shit no one stepped up to u ur a twenty year old who gets an eight hour workout everyday staring down a bunch of bougie sixteen year olds. brother they do not want to get smoked in front of all their friends when they got to see them in algebra the next day😭

[galactaknightyaoi]

☀️ IT'S MY BIRTHDAY!! 🌙

This is my gift to myself :) I drew my favorite guys ever.

For a while I've been itching to draw the wedding outfits from this post again. I made them up on the fly as I was drawing, but I actually really like how they ended up turning out. They're super cute!! (though, yet again, you can't see almost any part of Dedede's outfit... 💔)

But then I couldn't get it out of my head to make a companion piece for it, with their mirror versions. And so. I did. What they have going on is a little bit messy, though...

Marriage or divorce!! Take your pick.

[hiyyihrts]

Romancing Mister Bridgerton: Chapter 9 - The Sitting Room

[acesstark]

IWTV character as random posts and tweets I’ve been collecting, part two

[post-it-notes7]

If Dark Meta is screaming for help, I think him barricading the door is going to be even more of a problem for him

it's not just his problem

[hrokkall]

ULTRATOBER DAY 2 /// V2

[PREVIOUS] 🪛 [NEXT]

All red for the red fans in the audience

[umbrellajam]

Detective Comics (Vol. 1) #734 - Mark of Cain, pt 2

Oh, I love this, how the three bottom panels are descending and the silhouette of Gotham's skyline is rotating in the background to show they're falling, falling, falling, but the nameless girl and her father - the father she's desperately determined to stop, the father who does love her despite how complicated and terrible that love is - are timelessly still, as if the rest of the world has paused in this strange moment of re-connection. Shards of glass flying about them like a melancholy snowfall. Iconic.

[camb99-cbmi6]

Happy Pride month y'all 🌈

[dietbridgetjones]

Josh Hartnett as David Ross

Black Mirror | Beyond the Sea

[localechoes]

because nothing matters more than the performance