#i can’t save you

[yourlocaltreesimp]

What more is there?

Synopsis: Twilight reflects on his life and how far he’s come

Haven’t written for Twilight in a while, so I’d figured he deserved a little bit if love. (and a little bit of pain, i can’t ever write true fluff)

Tw: Cucoos.

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There were many points through his various mishaps and misadventures where Twilight doubted the quality of his life. Through realms and eras he’d seen all sorts and sources of suffering. He’d become familiar with the sight of it, and was not really surprised when it began to embed itself within him.

Even before the story he’d be known by really began he’d known that aching part of himself. He was aware, distantly, that drifting along his life in Ordon day in and day out was not maintainable. That this life, one he had no right to not be content with, wasn’t fulfilling to him. He liked the work, the urge to leave his house in the morning and the satisfaction when he settles down in the evening. He quite enjoyed the people, sharing their laughter and being understood, wholly by another. The animals, too, were a facet of his life he enjoyed. Who wouldn’t find the goats, and the horses, and the cats, and… even perhaps the cucoos, endearing.

But there was always the gnawing sense of, ‘Is this really it?’

That want to see what’s at the horizon and live the life he saw whenever he could sneak a nap in the barn.

During his journey he was too preoccupied to worry about his life. Not when the grand scheme of both Hyrule and the Twilight realm was laid out before him. His life seemed so insignificant when compared to the hundreds of thousands he was working towards saving.

After the fight had been won and the mirror shattered, it began to come back. That once great ambition had soiled into regret.

It was hard to focus on work when he could now wonder if this was truly the right use for himself. It was hard to leave his house each morning without wondering if someone, somewhere was waiting on him. He couldn’t settle, he couldn’t sleep. Not when there always felt like there was more to be done.

It was hard to enjoy the company of others when now he felt so pointedly the company he lost. Midna, though at times she’d been irritating, was a never leaving sense of comfort and companionship. And even despite the fact they were so fundamentally different, they were quite similar as far as humour. They were friends not because of the circumstances they’d shared previously, but because even though they lived in different realms with vastly different lives, they were similar people.

For so long he’d longed to be loved in such a manner that it consumed him. Where that aching voice was finally put to rest. Where for once he didn’t feel out of place and incorrect on some fundamental level he couldn’t fix.

For a fleeting moment he did have that.

And now he was alone.

He had to deal with the isolation that no one in Hyrule understood fully what he was going through.

At least…

Not His Hyrule.

Joining the other heroes of the other times, or the ‘chain’ as they’d so lovingly dubbed themselves, he’d found a remedy to both problems. That call to adventure had been stated by the ever shifting landscape of an ever changing Hyrule. But now could literally stare at his predecessor and successor in the eyes and see parts of himself in them, literally and metaphorically. Of course not even mentioning the other six Links and you. He found familiarity among and between so many different people from so many walks and experiences of life. Hell- you weren’t even from Hyrule and yet he’d found so much of himself within you. And maybe even some of you in him, on those quiet days where he could stand to love himself a fraction of what he was beginning to feel for you.

Oh— and he got to keep Epona.

A very nice deal indeed.

This life he led was not normal, nor was it what many considered to be honourable, but it’s what made him happy. He awoke lighter each morning and he felt more sure of himself than he ever had prior.

Now, back home, he’s been able to make sense of it all. He can mesh together the easy parts of life at Ordon with the odd parts of life that fill his soul. His work is easy and routine, but aided by the ever lingering sense of his Twili form. His home is familiar and the company is much the same, though his spouse is one entirely foreign to Hyrule.

Regardless, they laugh over the same jokes and reference the same things.

His life is exactly how it was and what it used to be and yet he can reap so much more joy from it. He’s learned to embrace the chance and change of life, that he can’t enjoy each and every possible timeline at once. But this one, right here, with You by his side and the memories of all he’s done and seen? This one he’s content with what he’s made it.

He can wake up every morning, before the sun is even risen and still find things to look forward for. Sure, that ever nagging voice tells him not to leave the safe comfort of your arms. It urges and picks at him to stay sleepily intertwined with someone who he feels he is interwoven with on a spiritual level. But of course he leaves, knowing you’ll greet him with a hug and a kiss the second he’s returned to you. That you’ll share quiet moments, just like this, just as people.

He can throw his head back in laughter and truly revel in what he once might’ve found as a waste of time. But his life is too short and too singular to not spend the time cracking bad puns and horribly failing at dancing. What’s the point to living life if not to experience what’s available to him. And if that’s being chased around by his spouse holding a cucoo then so be it.

He’s seen the world and he can ponder every shifting mirage of what might have been. But here he is loved and understood.

And what more is there to ponder when he has that?

What more is there to want when he already has you?

[starsss-things]

I see myself in you, no that’s not a good thing.

[lotus-pear]

free will is drawing ur two favorite characters together and making them gay

[meltedmush]

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LBH: Mom…?

LBH: Mom…?

LBH: Mom!

LBH: Mom!!!

LBH: Mom, wake up!

LBH: Don’t scare me!

LBH: Mom!

LBH: I brought back the porridge you wanted!

LBH: Mom!

LBH: Mom.

I didn’t realize how much angst I drew over this past week,, 😭

[happypeachsludgeflower]

Who wants to bet Peerless Cucumber has an entire fan base within the pidw’s fandom? Potentially even bringing in a portion of pidw’s readers who just want to enjoy shen yuan just loosing it in the comments.

Like sure, some of the fandom’s definitely there for the toxic masculinity and papapa, but I guarantee you there’s an entire section dedicated to gleefully watching the fandom sewer rat being feral.

[that-one-weird-cloud0]

Batman: You need a new costume. That one provides no protection.

Danny: oh I cant.

Batman: You won’t owe me for it.

Danny: no I literally cant. Like if i remove it it just returns.

Batman:………. Explain.

Danny: look *takes off glove and explodes it into pieces*

*glove reforms on his hand*

Danny: see? Can’t get rid of it. It’ll just heal itself.

Batfam: …

[seaside-tropical-sun]

POV: lqg didn’t die in the caves and it fixed many things but sj pretends he did bc he can’t handle positive attention

[ender1821]

i forgot you can’t add videos to reblogs

(From Gem’s subnautica stream on 27/10/2024)

Gem: Alright, so I guess those two never worked that out. “…wants to re-” I’ve never heard a breakup worded like that- “I would like to reduce our hours together. To zero.” …what the heck.

Gem: I need to channel some of that coldness for my life series character. Use that line on Pearl.

[body-of-crisis]

Yeah………..

[potato-lord-but-not]

Arthurs evil corset ignorance condemns him to no descriptions of how John looks

idk why I found this so funny but I had to draw it. kinda. I lost the plot a bit

[just-bee-lieve]

the ferryman

[peachsayshi]

older boyfriend toji (40s) having his third kid later in life - a girl, so cute and tiny with the fattest cheeks and wispy hair. who he scoops up in his big arms and keeps her close at all times. his baby who loves him so much, she naturally latches onto him for comfort. the two of them peas in a pod.

you’re a nervous wreck as a mom, but he’s a lighthouse. he’s been through this process before, it’s a little foggy (even a little hard to relive remembering the love he lost) but it doesn’t hurt him anymore, just guides him to help raise his little one with you.

[ohno-the-sun]

Sol

[ashipiko]

You’re so delicate, so in the bubble ♪

[self-aware-sawtrap]

saw ii (2005)//abraham & isaac before the sacrifice (jan victors, 1642)

:(

[ragingtrees]

my friend dimple