#i was gonna do the links but im late for a picnic so

[dashielldeveron]

Okay Shy Anon from before back here, I’ve been re-reading in anticipation and I so want to know!! Who do you imagine Shinsou got off with during the villain attack (trying to be as vague as possible for anybody who hasn’t read it yet)?

Touya’s prosthetic!! It seems like he has complex functional use of it and reader couldn’t tell it wasn’t the arm he was born with when appreciating him shirtless. Was your idea that it was some specialized quirk-enhanced prosthetic? Did Enji abuse his power to get his son top of the line technology from a support item company??

Also!! It seemed like Touya had control over the soulmate bond sometimes, the connection stopping or starting at extremely convenient times for him. Is it just extremely lucky coincidence? Does he have an innate control over the bond? Or maybe because he’s technically had half of the bond going for presumably longer than reader (it seemed implied to me that he was exposed before and when reader was exposed both pieces snapped into place)? Like a muscle he’s subconsciously been exercising, when everything connected he was already practiced and given enough time reader will be able to turn it on and off at will?

Also also, I don’t think I properly conveyed this im my first gush, but the remnants of his shrine still existing is so devastating. A constant reminder in his eyes that he’s dead to them. They got Dabi back, but the Touya they used to love is still dead, like he can’t be good enough now after what he’s done (whether that’s true or not). Sorry to keep blowing you up, you just occupy so much of my brainpower lately.

i am throwing flower petals on your head. i hand you a jug of wine and loaf of bread. we spread out our blanket for our beautiful picnic.

answered below cut, bc spoilers (?) for aizawa's/shinsou's/dabi's routes of soulmate trope

shinsou and seredipity: there's a line in shinsou's route said by aizawa along the lines of "just be grateful you were trapped alone" in the aftermath of the airport stuff. i imagined shinsou to have been separated from the group in a place where serendipity's quirk didn't even leak into. this is mostly bc

1) i think shinsou wouldn't've had the energy to have that conversation with ito if he'd had to deal with serendipity's quirk already, and

2) lololol if shinsou were in the same place as the rest of them, it gives them all an easy way out with his quirk--and in my head, i think it's funnier if bakugou says "i'm not gonna suck icy-hot's dick" and then he does. (i actually think it'd be more in character for bakugou to get one of them to give him a handjob but critique their method the whole time, but the dick sucking thing is funnier).

touya's prosthetic: i like to think that such prosthetics are available on the market for everyone. unrealistic, i know, but it's my fic, and i have high hopes for humanity. but since there's quirks specific enough to, say, matching colour palettes to complement skin tone, why shouldn't there be quirks to make lightweight but mechanically complex prosthetics? if endeavor interfered, i'd like to think that it was only to get an exact skin tone match made or perhaps as a rush order.

touya's control over the bond: FUCK that's so good that's SO good. i wish i had thought of that. the reason it cuts at convenient times is bc i needed it to cut for the plot lololol. in my head, yes, touya breathed in the dust first, but since his assigned soulmate hadn't yet breathed it in, it's like the quirk sat dormant, like a sleeper agent, until reader was affected. but fuck the idea of him practising with it is so cool!!! i bet that he and reader could use that to practise with the link now that they're together!!! that would make it safer when, like, one of them is driving or something lololol. and could lead to adorable shenanigans.

touya's empty shrine: urgHUGHrughrughhgurhg you're the perfect reader. you're exactly whom i want reading my bullshit. because yes yes yes it's fucking devastating that touya has to walk by essentially his grave!! and since his fam has cleared it out, they've clearly been, like, "yes this is inappropriate bc touya is living," but since they've left the shell, it still leaves the message that they're still mourning whom he used to be!!!! screams

my beloved picnic-companion!!! don't apologise!!! i am so achingly desperate to talk about this stuff, esp. bc my beta reader doesn't even like anime and thus doesn't catch detail work!!!! but i am tickled pink that you've been thinking about the fic so much!!! i'm so glad it can fill some of your time and make you happy :)

i am working hard on shigaraki's route!!! i hope you like it, too!!! xx.

[nataliademarquis]

HSHQTASK030: england playlist

three lions - lightning seeds // here comes the sun - the beatles // don’t stop me now - queen // don’t go breaking my heart - elton john // wonderwall - oasis // say you’ll be there - spice girls // mardy bum - arctic monkeys // the sound - the 1975 // rolling in the deep - adele // night changes - one direction // on my mind - jorja smith // i don’t care - ed sheeran ft. justin bieber // no heart - 21 savage

happy 4th of july my fellow americans. let’s celebrate with this playlist of singers from england. 

okay, so the english music scene is HUGE !! it’s not something i really realized until i looked it up and all of these artists were english. idk, like i knew these bands/singers were english but i didn’t piece it together until now. so i either chose iconic songs that most people would know or songs i personally like from the artist. i have little notes but there’s really not much to say. ummm also again major disclaimer: i’m american and nothing i say is accurate ok thanks

001. three lions - lightning seeds

alright this song was just bc it’s the most popular football song (i think)

002. here comes the sun - the beatles

the beatles changed how music was made forever, not just in england but the world imo. they sort of started the movement of music (rock, pop) in the UK

003. don’t stop me now - queen

absolutely love this song. and queen is just... another iconic rock band.

004. don’t go breaking my heart - elton john

elton john is pure genius. he’s just pure talent- one of my favorite things from him is on my beautiful dark twisted fantasy by kanye- the all of the lights interlude!! elton john does the piano for it. its... * chef’s kiss *

005. wonderwall - oasis

anyways here’s wonderwall

006. say you’ll be there - spice girls

is there anything else to say? the spice girls are like the crux of british pop music let’s be honest. we all know natalia is their biggest fan.

007. mardy bum - arctic monkeys

the artic monkeys. that’s it.

008. viva la vida - coldplay

ok idk why but whenever i say i like coldplay i get made fun of. not ashamed though, their music slaps.

008. the sound - the 1975

the 1975 always has me feeling some type of way.

009. rolling in the deep - adele

can’t miss an ICONIC singer like miss adele here

010. night changes - one direction

you guys weren’t escaping a one direction song. not from this OG 1d fan. and come on, you have to admit they had an IMPACT on the world.

011. on my mind - jorja smith

jorja smith is one of my faves and everyone should listen to her ok

012. i don’t care - ed sheeran ft. justin bieber

this is the top song in the UK right now, so i thought i’d include it idk

013. no heart - 21 savage

honorary mention, haha i think i’m funny. but he was actually on a list of musicians from england (it was on wikapedia.. so...) but it counts, right? 

most of them are in this list but some other english music faves of mine are the xx, florence and the machine, mark ronson (the songs he has out with lykke li has me in my feelings yall), ellie goulding, dua lipa... the list goes on forever.

[blackberry-gingham]

Got to be honest... I love the mermaidau! theme too. Could you pls give us a pt2 cause I need to know how is their rlp gonna evolve. (Feel like even writing a hole 2k word fanfic with this au and im not ashamed 😂)

(Pst, anon is referring to this request!)

Mwaaaha yeeees... YEEEEES !!!! I'm so glad you guys like this au lmao 😂😂 All I have to say is, I hope y'all can come through with this mermaid au when summer hits, bc that's my JAM 😤

Even if I don't get another mermaid au request until then, like please y'all, I'm begging you lol

But anyways, tumblr has decided that doing all four on here is too long, so I’m posting half now and I’ll link Paul and Ringo before the day’s over! (Also bc I lost like half of Ringo's story last night, and I have to rewrite it, so rip :') ) Enjoy!

Paul and Ringo this way!

George

It's quite a bit before George can see you again

He had to take up a job, even with school, and practice, and family, and friends, and the occasional gig... just to save up

But when he finally got enough to buy that bike... It was all worth it

It's almost as prized a possession as his guitar, and the very next day after purchasing it, he loads up a blanket and some food and heads off for the lake

The ride from home to the water is a bit long, but nothing he can't handle

At long last, he arrives at the tiny pier and he can hardly contain himself as he sets the kickstand and grabs his things

He rushes down and sets up shop

In his excitement, George has forgotten to consider whether or not you'll even show...

But he doesn't want to give up yet

So he waits

And waits

And after a few hours pass by, he decides he might as well have his lunch instead of skipping rocks and wading in the water all afternoon

George swims over to the edge of the pier and clasps into the plank to hoist himself up

But before he can complete the maneuver, he finds himself jerked back down again

It's gentle enough that he doesn't get submerged, but it's certainly enough to give him a start

He splutters and flails a little, turning around as quick as he can to see...

Oh, it's you...

George breathes a sigh of relief, even as your eyes watch him from just above the water line, your hair floating on the surface like an angel

Your eyes go wide in excitement, and you peak your head all the way above the water, giving a soft gasp of surprise

"It is you! I can't believe you came back!"

George's heart hammers in his chest, whether it's from the surprise, the physical activity, or something else... He doesn't know

"O-of course I am! I said I would, didn't I?"

You laugh, "So you did! ...By the way, what have you got up there?"

George looks over his shoulder to the picnic basket that's clearly in view, then back at you

He waves you over and pulls himself up at last

When he's turned around, you've disappeared and George's heart drops

Well, not for long. A moment passes, followed by a huge splash as you jump from the water to the pier

It's not a perfect jump, as you need to pull yourself up a bit, but you make it well enough

George is halfway through unloading the basket, but he finds himself incredibly distracted by your tail

He doesn't mean to be rude it's just... It's almost like you weren't real before now

The tail is nearly twice the length that human legs would be. It tapers all the way down to a fine and delicate point that flares out into a transparent, forked fin

There are smaller fins like this along the rest of your tail, George notes, providing gorgeous accents to your shimmering iridescent scales

You swish your tail behind you, feeling a bit shy

George shakes himself out of his stupor, "Oh, sorry! I just... Wow"

You huff a laugh and mumble a thanks, not quite out of the awkwardness

"Um, here, I brought you something", George hands you a carefully wrapped sandwich

You give it a sniff and wait for George to taste his first

It tastes fantastic. Unlike anything you've ever had before

George tells you it's called a "ham and cheese"

Before you know it, the two of you jump into a whole conversation about life above and below water

You talk all afternoon and into the evening. George, doesn't even realize how low the sun's set until he takes a moment to stretch and look up

"Oh, I suppose you should be going..."

"Yeah..."

George looks at you and then the water one more time

It's like a pool of gold out there, the orange and yellow reflecting so beautifully on the water

"Say, how about one more swim?", George nods towards the water

Needless to say, you both race in for a last dip

You swim laps around George as he move slowly through the water, and you find yourself growing bored rather quick

"Ugh, here hold on!", You laugh and roll your eyes as you latch onto George from beneath

He doesn't protest, and you tow him easily back and forth through the water

It's not as fast as you could go, but it's faster then George has ever achieved on his own

It's actually great fun, but all things must end, and after a few rounds you glide to a stop surrounded by golden ripples

You sigh and look around, letting him go, "Sorry, it's late. I didn't mean to get so carried away..."

George wades just inches away from you, "No no, it's alright! I um, I had fun"

"Really?", You smile

"Really...", George floats a little closer to you, and you can feel his warm breath caress your hair, "In fact, m-maybe we could do this again sometime?"

"Yeah?"

"Yeah..."

Before he even gives a thought to what he's doing George's lips meet yours halfway, pressing far softer then you'd expect from a rough teddy boy like himself

It's one of those kisses where you don't even have to think, or give subtle hints

Everything just feels right

Your heart does a flip when you separate, and George sticks by his promise

It gets to the point where you have a schedule to meet each other, getting the most out of your daylight hours

From now on, no more waiting

Just you, and him.

John

John's been visiting you for quite some time now, bringing you shiny things on occasion, but mostly just enjoying your company

You're on a first name basis and everything

It's strange almost, John feels quite special

After all, he might be the only lad in all of England to befriend a mermaid!

Although lately, he's been feeling... Different about you

He must be mad

But it's just...

You're so sweet, and kind, and you listen and understand him like no one else ever has before, an-

Ugh

He must be going mad

That would certainly explain why he's buying you a locket with his latest savings

It may be from a second hand store, but he knows you'll love it

The locket is shaped like a heart and made of brass

The metal is a bit tarnished but the small heart shaped ruby in the center is bright as ever

It's perfect

John takes it home and hides it away from Mimi

She doesn't know about you, but she has some suspicions about a girl...

That's certainly not something John wants to talk about, so he's trying to be as covert about you and him as possible

But before he can hand off his gift to you, he needs to sneak one of Mimi's pictures of him

She has a few up in the attic, which John is easily able to swipe and cut out to fit in your locket

There. Now it's perfect

John gets a good night's rest and heads out bright and early to your cove the very next day

He arrives to find you splayed out on a bed of shells and trinkets, sun bathing

"Hello birdy!"

You spring up and turn to face him, "Johnny!"

Patches of sand stick to your skin, shimmering like glitter in the sun

John whips off his leather jacket and shirt as he goes to sit beside you before removing his boots and socks as well

It's a bit of a custom for him ever since he started feeling comfortable around you

The beach is rather hot, yes, but more so, he likes that you make him feel confident enough to take all that off in the first place

You don't know this, but it's a huge sign of the trust he has in you

The two of you talk and catch up a bit on the few days you were apart

John tells you about school, and you about your adventures at sea

Both of you are equally fascinated about each other's worlds, and both wish a bit that they could live like the other does

You've offered to take John out to sea, but he's not to keen on wading that far out in the ocean

When the conversation starts to run dry, John remembers his gift at last

"Oh by the way, I brought you something..."

You perk up, not suspecting anything other then the usual shiny pebble or coin

But then again, John seems... Different

You could swear you see a blush climbing his cheeks

"I uh, saw this and thought of you...", He holds out an old, worn locket. The Ruby heart and tarnished brass flash and glint in the sunlight, mesmerizing you

You gasp softly, and reach for it slowly, as though you're dreaming

"Do you fancy it?", John asks nervously

"John, this is beautiful..."

You click the heart open and reveal a raggedly cut picture of John smirking back at you from behind a heart shaped lid of glass

You trace your finger along the picture's edge, a trance like glaze over your eyes

"I um, I thought maybe you could wear this one... You know, that way you could always have me with you when you go out to sea... Or... Something", John mumbles, wondering if he sounds even half as stupid as he thinks he does

He peaks over at you once, then twice as you look at it in silence

"It's alright, you don't have to-"

"Could you put it on me?"

John looks stunned, as though he's surprised you actually like his well thought out gift

"Uh, I- sure"

You hand him the necklace and turn

John lifts it over your head and lowers it slowly

The metal is warm from John's hands as it touches your skin, and John fastens the clasp in a jiffy

"There you are..."

You turn around again, eyes shining brightly with joy, the heart clasped in the palm of your hand

A knot forms in John's stomach, seeing you look so happy with him like that, and suddenly he feels sick

He has to say it

He knows be does

He has to tell you now, or it's going to kill him

And yet, if he does tell you, that might kill him too

"Ugh, I must be mad..."

You quirk an eyebrow, "Wha-?"

"I love you", John blurts it out as though it was tortured out of him

It's not very sweet, or romantic, or charming...

No, it's actually much more like he just spat on the sand and continued on

But you know John by now, and to you, it's more then enough

You put your hand over his and lean in to press a gentle kiss to his burning cheek

"I love you too Johnny"

John's breath hitches in his throat, and looks at you with a gaze he's never given any other woman in the world

"Really?" His voice is the barest of whispers

But you don't need to answer, John is already pulling you in for a kiss as he lays back on your small pile of treasure

It's not his first make out session, and it won't be his last

But with you? Right here, on the beach, in the warm sun, laying cozied up on his bare torso?

It's the one he remembers most, for all his life

[mercurygray]

SORRY IM LATE BUT I HAVE A PROMPT

“Where’s your sense of adventure?” for Buck and Frankie!

Okay, more of a soft Sunday prompt at this point, but I’m rolling this in with another prompt for B&F -

MERC!! Hope you're having a lovely day 💖 what about "sitting on the porch and watching thunderstorms" with Buck and Frankie??

It only made sense that on the day they had plans it would be raining.

Not a nice, soft, English rain, either, the kind you can put up an umbrella against and suffer through, but a great, torrential terror of a storm, one that threatened to blow away half the camp and drown the other half, which was why Lieutenant Buck Compton was standing on the carpet in the entryway of Tortworth Castle, dripping onto the rug while his date tried to reason with him.

"Come on," Buck said, grinning and giving his mackintosh a little shake to get some of the water loose. "Where's your sense of adventure? The horse isn't going to mind a little rain."

They'd made plans a week ago to drive out to Salisbury with a picnic to see the prehistoric chalk horse, but in this weather, the thought of lunch on an open hillside seemed...less than ideal, though the damp seemed to be having no effect whatsoever on her date's enthusiasm. Frankie looked at him with crossed arms and a pressed smile, shivering a little even in her slacks and sweater.  "Buck, my sense of adventure's as well developed as the next girl's, but so is my common sense. I don't need to be driving around in the rain courting a cold - and neither do you!" 

"Well, you're no fun," Buck responded, though his smile still suggested otherwise. "So just what are we supposed to do with this picnic hamper? We stay here much longer and someone else is gonna steal it."

Frankie stared at it a moment, running through her options as a couple of her fellow nurses descended the stairs and went, laughing, into the library, eyeing Buck with frank interest. It's not the hamper I'm worried about - if we stay here much longer I'm afraid someone else is going to steal my date.

She'd been looking forward to being away from everything for a few hours, from her coworkers and her supply lists and now this blasted rain was spoiling all her plans. Just what was a girl supposed to do to get away?

She took a breath, her mind finally made up. "Follow me."

It wasn't quite the day they'd planned, sitting on deck chairs under the eaves of the covered gallery that linked the old part of the house with the new and watching the rain drum down on the lawn below. But they were outside, and they were alone, and in the moment, that was enough for Frankie.

"Well, you sure know how to throw a party, Lieutenant Horgan," Buck said, waiting patiently in his chair while Frankie unwrapped a sandwich onto a plate. "Is this real Tunesian sand on these chairs, or Algerian?"

Frankie made a face and passed him his food. "Bold of you to assume these came with us," she replied, settling back with her own sandwich and watching the rain. "I don't know what they told you, Lieutenant Compton, but I was on a working holiday in North Africa and we didn't have time for picnics." She took a sip of her wine, the bottle slightly chilled after its ride in the jeep. "No, these came out of the attic here at the castle. We had a deep dive when we first arrived, moving some furniture upstairs."

Buck scoffed. "The attic! In a place like this? Taking your life in your hands there, aren't you? Ghosts and all that?"

Frankie stared, willing herself not to roll her eyes. She'd taken her life in her hands more than once in this war, jumping out of landing craft and driving trucks along blacked out roads, sleeping along hillsides while shells screamed overhead. If she was afraid of creaky ladders and dust sheets after the things she'd seen, she didn't deserve to call herself a nurse. But he wasn't ready for those stories - at least not yet. She merely smiled, scoffing it off. "Come on, Lieutenant," she shot back, grinning. "Where's your sense of adventure?"

[raiswriting]

bf!doyoung

request: cute annoying bf doyoung pls uwu

a/n: hey its rai. i just wanted to say thank you for being patient with me. this is the first time i’ve written anything in like 9 months so i hope its okay and pls feel free to leave constructive criticism. ALSO, i didn’t know what format anon wanted this in so im just gonna do bullet points like the doyoung college!au which is linked here if you wanna check it out. this can kinda be seen as like a sequel to that but like they are also totally fine as stand alones okay okay that’s it enjoy!

warnings: none (unless rusty writing counts as one)

genre: fluff

pairing: doyoung x reader

summary: doyoung is clingy and you’re trying to finish an essay

word count: 980 words

so lets say this is like a solid bit into your relationship with mr. kim doyoung

like about 6ish months

are yall in love? absolutely

actually he was the first to say it, on your 3 month anniversary

it was super cute and romantic, you guys were having a picnic and watching the sunset

you were busy painting some cherries (is that random? idk. oh well)

and you could feel him looking at you so once you finally looked up towards him he just blurted it out

now i wouldn’t say it caught you completely by surprise because prior to this you and doyoung did this thing where instead of ending a phone call with “okay bye i love you” you would always add something extra to the end of it

“okay stay safe!”

“i will. bye bye, i love you…r smile”

“later babe i love you…r positivity”

ya know cute shit like that

so when he actually said it all you could do was smile at him and say it back

and it was like everything was settling into place

it wasn’t necessarily fireworks and rockets going off

it was just like how it felt watching the sunset

calm

serene

peaceful

like everything was just right ya know?

anywho that was 3 months ago, let's talk about the present

you were currently lounging around with doyoung

well, doyoung was lounging, you were working on essay

or at least trying to

it was one of the unfortunate times where your schedules just hadn’t been working out lately

he was busy promoting and it was almost the end of the quarter which meant term papers and finals for you

so even when he got the rare day to relax and spend time with you, you were busy

and so even though you wanted to just spend all day cuddled up with him, you couldn’t

today doyoung was in desperate need of love and affection

tbh he just missed you and wanted to be near you

and right now you were all the way at the dining room table while he sat on the living room couch

which was entirely too separated for his taste

you were too into the essay to even realize that he had gotten up and was slowly making his way over to you

doyoung tried to loudly casually grab a water bottle to get your attention

when that didn’t work he tried to start up a conversation and stand directly over your shoulder as you type away

“hey y/n how’s the paper going?”

“good thanks”

“how much more do you have?”

“about 2 and a half pages”

“wow great job babe. do you want some water?”

he placed his water right in front of your face

“thanks but im good do. i just finished a glass”

“okay but what about a snack, you’ve been working for so long

“do, i appreciate the concern but i just want to power through this last bit and then we can watch some movies and order some take out.”

you turned your head up towards his and placed a kiss on his cheek before going back to writing

you couldn’t see how he huffed and puffed as he walked into the kitchen to brainstorm up another way to get your attention

he eventually decided on getting a snack for himself, some kettle cooked chips

aka the loudest possible chip he could’ve gotten

not only is it super crunchy but for some reason the bags are also super loud to open

or is that just me? just me, okay.

which was perfect

so he pulled a chair directly next to you and began to eat these chips as loud as he possibly could

and after getting about halfway through bag he realized that you would never tell him to quiet down so he wanted to up the ante

he started to hum regular

and the humming progressively got more and more intense

until he was not only full-on singing but he did ALLthe background vocals, drums, guitar riffs, synth beats.

literally every possible element of this song

and doing the choreo in his seat

all less then a foot away from you and your so close to being done paper

you sighed and slowly turned your head to him

“doyoung sweetheart. whatcha doin?”

he immediately gave you the puppy dog eyes

“huh? what do you mean y/n?”

you couldn’t help but give him a small smile because even if he was preventing you from finishing your work, you couldn’t stay mad at him

just look at him

hes too cute to be mad at

mad? no.

annoyed? a little bit.

“look doyoung i just need to do the works cited and then i promise i will give you all the attention you want”

“oh please. don’t rush on my account. i can wait as long as you need.”

you playfully rolled your eyes at him before finishing the essay as quickly as possible before he starts singing simon says lmao

and he patiently sat beside you as you worked

well if patiently means you could feel him shaking his leg up and down and could ear the incessant tapping of his fingers on the table

finally, he watched as you typed the last word

you were barely able to save the document before he dragged you into the living room and onto the couch

laughter bubbled up from inside as he threw himself next you and simultaneously draped a blanket over the both of you

where did he get the blanket from? no clue. but now it’s here.

he snuggled himself into your side as he mindlessly put a movie on netflix

and tbh the movie really didn’t matter

because finally doyoung had you all to himself at least for now

and that’s all either of you could ask for

fin!

a/n: alrighty! that’s it. i hope it wasn’t too bad. i’m still trying to get back into the swing of things but either way i hope you enjoyed. sorry if it was all over the place or sloppy, i did a quick passover and edit but like i said i am always open to constructive criticism :)

thanks, rai

[jdc1717]

Are you ok? I’m fine

Basically: Link is happy, so why isn’t she?

Hehehe, this got sad. This could be seen as a sequel to Trust, but you don’t need to read that to make sense of this.

Also two fics in one week?! Woohoo!

-<>-<>-<>-<>-

“Link, could you get me the bread?” Marin called from where she was standing next to the table.

Link grabbed the bread from the cupboard. “Yeah. Do you need anything else?”

“Well, now that you mention it....” She smiled wickedly.

“No, I’m already regretting asking.”

She pouted as he walked to the table with the bread. He kissed her cheek as an apology. She smiled and pecked his lips.

They both sat at the table and started getting to work on making sandwiches. If peanut butter ended up on someone’s nose then it was an honest mistake.

They spent the next hour preparing food and packing supplies. Both hummed the same song as they worked. The two were out of their house by noon and walked to a nearby field.

Already there with a picnic blanket laid out were Zelda, Ravio, and Hilda. They were all having a conversation with each other and seemed to be having a fun time.

She grabbed onto Link’s arm and forced him to pick up his pace,ignoring the picnic basket in his arms. Their three friends soon saw them coming and stood up.

“Hey you two! You guys are late!” Zelda jokingly scolded. Ravio and Hilda did not laugh behind her back.

“Sorry,” Marin laughed as Link set the picnic basket down, “This one isn’t all that good and cooking.”

Hilda blinked, “But...wasn’t it just sandwiches?”

Link covered his face in his hands and groaned. The other four laughed.

“Why do I hang out with you all?” Link asked no one particular.

“We’re fun.” Ravio said.

“You love us.” Zelda added.

“You’d miss us if we weren’t here.” Hilda piped in.

Marin rolled her eyes and smiled playfully, “Because you married me. You’ll never escape me now.”

Link gasped dramatically, “NO. My life is now over.”

“The better question is why I married such a jerk.” Marin swatted Link’s arm.

Link laughed, it was a good day. The sky was clear and he was able to be with his friends.

“Wake up, Legend. Please!”

Link snapped his head around. Where did the voice come from? Why did it sound so familiar?

“Link? What's wrong?” Marin asked. They were all staring at him.

He looked at them all. “Did you guys hear that?”

“Hear what?” Ravio looked around.

“Nothing. I must have imagined it.” Link forced the thought away and sat down on the picnic blanket.

He quickly forgot all about the panicked voice.

They sat, ate, and talked until sunset. Link pulled a small harp from the picnic blanket and tested all the strings. He started playing a song, it was a lullaby. His friends paired up: Marin danced with Zelda and Hilda danced with Ravio.

They laughed and giggled as they danced. Link found himself having fun too, despite not dancing.

Marin walked to Link and held out a hand.

Link raised an eyebrow, “who’s gonna play music?”

Ravio popped next to Link and took the instrument from Link. “me of course.”

“You can play?” Link teased.

“Y’know that really hurts me. Right in my heart.”

“You have one?” Hilda gasped.

Ravio had a look of complete betrayal. “Zelda, Link and Hilda bullying me.”

“What do you want me to do about it?”

Ravio gestured wildly, though still holding the instrument. “Something!”

Zelda yawned, “Sorry, it’s my free day.” She didn’t sound sorry at all.

“I see how it is.”

“Just start playing!” Marin told Ravio.

Ravio hastily held the instrument and started to play a song similar to Link’s although there was a slight difference. Lorule probably has a different version.

Marin and Link danced together while Zelda and Hilda did the same. There were more giggles and chats as the night wore on.

Marin was humming along to the song when it happened again.

“Legend! Wake up! Whatever it is isn’t real!”

Link jerked back away from Marin’s grasp. She looked shocked...and sad. He must have hurt her feelings.

“Im sorry, Marin. I just...I swear I heard something.”

Marin wasn’t meeting Link’s gaze.

“I think it's been a long day and night is upon us. We should all be getting home.” Zelda said.

“It’s fine. Lorule has got me used the dark so we don’t have t-”

Ravio was cut off by Hilda who slapped a hand across his mouth. “Yes yes, we’ll be on our way. Thank you all. Goodnight!”

“Goodnight you all!”

The three were quick to leave the scene.

“Very subtle.” Link muttered.

Marin snorted.

“I’m sorry, Marin. I just keep hearing these shouts and...are you sure you can’t hear it?”

“You have nothing to apologize for, Link. We should be getting home, it’s dark.”

Link looked at the quickly darkening night around them. “You’re right.”

The two quickly gathered their things and returned home. Link was worried when Marin didn’t make a sound, not even humming, during the whole way back.

Their house was small and cozy, it felt like home.

“Marin, are you ok?” Link was definitely worried.

Marin wasn’t looking at him. She was staring at a picture hanging on the wall. It was Link and her on their wedding day. Link had worn a suit(for once) while Marin wore a white dress with a white flower in her hair. They were so happy.

“I’m fine. Im sorry.”

Link walked next to her, “Hey, don’t be sorry. You haven’t done anything wrong.”

Marin mumbled something that Link didn’t catch.

“What was that?”

“I’m..I’m going to bed early.”

Link watched as she went to their bedroom. “Ok.” What was going on?

Link put away all their things from the day and knocked on their door.

“Come in.”

Link walked into the room. Marin was in their bed. There was a single lantern lit on the side table next to her that provided light.

“You know you don’t have to knock to come in our room.”

“I know.”

Marin rolled her eyes while Link quickly changed clothes before sliding in bed next to her.

“How was your day?” Link asked.

“You were with me the entire time.”

“So you must have had a great day.” Link joked.

She smiled, “Yeah…”

The smile slid off her face.

Link reached for her hand. “Are you alright? You seem upset.”

“Link, I need to tell you something.” She looked sad.

Link remained quiet, waiting for her to say what she wanted.

“I...this isn’t..you need to..you..you.” She looked at him in a way that he couldn’t begin to describe.

“Yeah?”

“This...you..” She took a breath. “I love you.”

Link smiled, though he was pretty sure that that wasn’t what she had been wanting to say. “I love you too.”

Marin gave a sad smile and turned out the lights.

He was at a camp with a few other people. One wore armor and had a scar over one of his eyes. Another had a blue scarf around his neck(Link felt the strange compulsion to argue with him). Two of them were dressed in blue, though one had a hood and the other looked a few years younger. There was a young man with a sailcloth on his shoulders and another with a fur pelt on his. One of them was dressed in four colors and another wore a simple green tunic and trousers(Link didn’t why he felt attached to them).

Everyone seemed to be doing something and Link started to walk away from them. It was strange, he was in his body, but he couldn’t control it.

He walked around the field of grass that they were at. There were ruins all over and he was pretty sure that there was a cliff not too far from where he was. The sky was cloudy and it looked like it would rain soon.

“Legend!” a familiar voice screamed, though he didn’t know how he knew it.

He turned around too see a wizzrobe behind him with a stupid smile. He didn’t have time to grab his sword before he was shot back a few feet. His body hurt as little electrical arches spread across his body.

Link could faintly hear the shouts of others. They sounded..worried? He was probably imagining it.

A loud clap of thunder made him jump. It hurt.

Water quickly started to fall from the sky and Link heard himself curse.

Link forced himself to his feet and looked in front of him. The wizzrobe was still there along with two others. Where had they come from?

Link grabbed his sword and started towards the wizzrobes and his friends. How had he known that they were friends?

Many grunts and clangs could be heard as he got closer to the battle. Link was lifting his sword when all of the sudden someone was next to him.

They were the one wearing the plain tunic and trousers. Hyrule, Link’s mind told him.

“Legend, are you alright?”

Link huffed, “Yeah. I’m fine.”

“Good.”

Link barely had a chance to see the wicked grin and blood red eyes before the sword went through his stomach.

Link shot up gasping. His hands instantly went to where the sword had been.

“It was just a nightmare. It can’t hurt me. Just a dream.” Link told himself.

“Link?”

Marin was sitting up next to him. A worried look on her face.

“Sorry. sorry. It was just a bad dream.”

“Oh...do you want to talk about it?”

“I..it was so weird. There were eight other people, all dressed weirdly, but they looked really similar. And then there were wizzrobes and then i was stabbed and i just...i don’t know.”

Why did Marin look so conflicted?

“Link...do you want to go watch the sunrise? We haven’t for so long.”

He wasn’t sure why she was bringing that up. Then again, he felt a pull that told him to. “Of course Marin.”

They were soon out of the house. They were silent, not even a hum as they walked to a cliffside that was hanging over the ocean.

Marin kept her gaze fixed on the ever growing splotch of sunlight while Link had his gaze on her.

He noticed a nearby flower, a hibiscus, and gently put it in her hair. He didn’t understand why she looked close to tears.

“Can we dance?” She asked.

“There’s no music.” Link pointed out.

“Please?” she whispered, her voice cracking.

Link stood up and offered her a hand. She accepted it, but didn’t let him see her face.

They held the other close and danced slowly. Link even started to hum. It was a song that she had taught him.

Why did he feel her trembling slightly? Why was she sniffling? Why was his shirt growing damp?

“Marin?”

Link gently pulled her away from him. Why was she crying?

“L..Link I..I...I’m so s..sorry.” She cried.

Link held onto her hands. “Marin you have nothing to be sorry about.”

Why did that make her cry more?

“Link im...im so sorry...I..I just...I can't...let you.”

“Marin, you’re not forcing me to do anything.”

“I know.” She whispered.

“Marin, talk to me. Please.”

“You know I love you, right?”

“Of course Mar-”

She pulled him into a kiss and pushed him in one quick motion. Time seemed to slow down as he was forced off the cliff’s edge. He could see the devastating sadness in Marin’s eyes as he fell. Why would she do that?

She was saying something and even though the wind was screaming in his ears, he could easily read the words on her lips.

I love you

His body crashed into the ocean’s waters.

Legend’s eyes snapped open violently. His breath was heaving and every part of him hurt. He was in a bed at what was probably an inn.

It was only then that he noticed the person sleeping in a chair next to the bed.

Hyrule was curled in a little ball, mumbling a few words that Legend didn’t care to listen to.

As if able to sense his predecessor’s gaze, Hyrule shifted and slowly opened his eyes. Hyrule yawned and rubbed his eyes before freezing.

“Legend?”

Legend hated how a part of him couldn’t trust Hyrule. “Hey.”

“You’re awake!” He looked so happy. Or was that just another trick of Dark Link?

“Yeah…”

Hyrule seemed to notice how something was off with Legend. “I’m...I’m going to tell the others. Are you ok?”

Legend’s mind flashed to her. “I’ll be fine.”

Neither believed it.

[notconsolation]

hannah could you please feeeeed us with: 1, 2, 3, 4, 6, 18, 28, 41, 42, 49, 55, 58 - i would say do all of them but that's avia's job

1) Put your iTunes on shuffle. Give me the first 6 songs that pop up.

Spirit in the sky by Norman Greenbaum

Hanging on the telephone by Blondie

I’m a king bee - Slim Harpo

Bitter fruit - The Kills

Black mountain side _ Led Zeppelin

Respect - Aretha Franklin

The judge - twenty one pilots

2) If you could meet anyone on this earth, who would it be?

hayley williams

3) Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 23, give me line 17.

It’s from the Poetic Edda in german, from ‘Das Thrymlied’ (The Song of Thrym, or Thor’s Wedding)

“Nie sah ich Bräute breiter beißen, noch auch mehr Met eine Maid trinken.”

in which Thrym marvels at how much his bride can drink

4) What do you think about most?

honestly? body image and surrealist memes. socialist propaganda and synths.

6) Do you have any strange phobias?

hmmmm. i cannot stand driving up hills in cars. literally any incline and i have to white knuckle the seat

18) What’s a sound you hate; sound you love?

Sound I hate: mosquito in my ear

Sound I love: silence. im not being edgy, my life is a constant quest for silence

28) What’s the worst injury you’ve ever had?

I’ve been stuck on this one for a while now! Cause i’ve been very ill before, but never really injured? I mean I almost broke my nose once but that’s the worst it’s been? 

41) You are walking down the street on your way to work. There is a dog drowning in the canal on the side of the street. Your boss has told you if you are late one more time you get fired. What do you do?

who do you think i am??? that’s a Good Boy who needs my help!! besides, if my job hinged on me never being late I couldn’t keep it long anyway.

42) You are at the doctor’s office and she has just informed you that you have approximately one month to live. a) Do you tell anyone/everyone you are going to die? b) What do you do with your remaining days? c) Would you be afraid?

a) I wouldn’t. Not straight away, anyway. This links to 

b) what I would do. Assuming that there is no doubt about this dying situation at all, and that there’S no chance of survival. What I would do is I think I’d take the first week to disappear into the wild. Say I fly to Sweden and rent a canoe or something. I’d take a camcorder and document my thoughts and my week in the wild and I’d take that time to live for myself. Maybe it’s selfish but I need at least that week to come to terms with it, to think through it and to live the way that makes me feel my best. I’d record some song ideas and look into the camera when I say I hope somebody hears them someday, maybe in a dream. I’d immerse myself in a peaceful solitude before I let my closest family know, and the people I care most about. I think I’d let my friends know first, spend time with them, laughing and traveling together. They’d know, of course, and it might be strange, but I’d need a week with them I think. Maybe a little more, because I prefer being alone with people. Small groups. And then. Then I’d let my family know. This is probably where I’d cry a bit again. And then I would spend a week and a bit loving people very intensely and doing things we love doing. And then there’d be a few days left. I think I’d head out into the wild again. I would let someone know where I’m going. Not sure who. Maybe not a family member. Someone who understands my more complicated views on and relationship with death and music and life but doesn’t love me with the brightness that blocks out other important things. And so they’d know where I was and it would be up to them. Up to them whether they want to meet me there or not. And so my final day, final evening, final hours, could be a surprise. Maybe they’d turn up with good weather, a clear night and a picnic basket and blankets and an instrument to strum, or maybe they’d bring a storm and a ruined castle or empty cabin to hide in and we’d shelter in there with warm blankets and candles and wait for whatever comes next.

I don’t mean to romanticise death it’s just that 

c) yeah I’d be scared. So I’d try to accept it and find comfort in my situation. Which I’m really quite good at. But this was very interesting to think about so thank you.

49) Give me the first thing that comes to mind when you hear the word “heart.”

I see a raw-looking valve pumping out blood. I also think of edy’s Down on the Farm fic because it fucked me up soso very good

55) You can re-live any point of time in your life. The time-span can only be a half-hour, though. What half-hour of your past would you like to experience again?

GOd.

.

there’s a vague memory I have of hanging upside down from the bars of a swing we used to have in our garden in my childhood home. I’m wearing a shirt covered in pastel butterflies and my grandmother arrives with a strawberry tart because it’s my birthday and that was our tradition when she could still walk and talk. Anyway, she arrives and i jump down and honestly there’S this great feeling of an absurd amount of grass and sweet earth everywhere relative to the surface area of my little body but everyone is smiling. I think that’s the happiest I’ve ever been, but I don’t remember it well.

58) You just got a free plane ticket to anywhere. You have to depart right now. Where are you gonna go?

Right now? I’m actually really feeling canoeing in Minnesota or Sweden or something.

[ecotone99]

[NF][RO] Smush

Originally statred as a love poem (between the first and second pair of dots) I was gonna write for my partner, but we broke up during the process. I came back to it and built on it a couple days ago. I'd like to use this as my first attempt at finding a sub I could be involved in. Feel free to comment what you wish, feedback appreciated.

...

We made a game of bouncing rubber bands off the ceiling to one another. They shot through the air, were intercepted, and returned to sender as reply. This game was played at 4 in the morning accompanying a dialogue between two people who wanted to get to know one another.

When we had enough material, we took our conversations and layered them over eachother creating a rubberband ball. Although it was your project to begin with I felt it developed into a trophy of the bond we developed in those intimate late nights. Pride filled me to see the words we shared on display at your house. I doubt you remember exactly what was said (I don't) but I must've been pretty charming ;)

We tested our work by throwing it off the balcony once. it held together with no problem as it bounded into the street.

...

If our bodies weren't exhaustable we would've talked for days. We shed our shells, tucked them away together, and continued building our language in the astral.

...

Before we would decide where in the infinite we were to meet that night I'd graffiti your temple with the imaginary paint at my fingertip. You'd try to make out what I was drawing on your back wall through the sensation of my caress. You'd guess correctly it was a cat, a cloud, a flower, a...

Sometimes the little hairs would climax and Express their pleasure over your skin through braille. since love is blind and I am in love I could read the romance novel being written there.

...

We went on dates that explored many planes of existence. Some went a little like this: after we ditched our corpses you'd be waiting on your roof as I pulled up in my space car. We cruised on over to a picnic on the moon. Had drinks on Mars. Got high in Jupiter. Tripped through Saturn. On the way back I would pull over on our favorite asteroid in the belt. Wed think we were coming down but then I'd look at your eyes and see the endless ethereal. Our imaginations spun wildly around us until the alarm went off and I was looking at you thinking, "some night, don't even remember how we got back."

I'd kiss you while you sleep before I go to work.

...

I might be crazy about you. I'm telling this from my point of view wondering how you interpreted our realities. To you these interactions might just be the little things that make life dreamy.

You mean the universe to me so i perceive those little things as quantum mechanics.

...

I must be crazy about you.

Sometimes I think this isn't real. Im terrified One day I'll come to in a psych ward talking to my reflection compulsively as guard walks down the hall telling everyone in a padded room to wake up. I'll have a brief period of clarity where I wonder how I got here. I'll realize none of that ever happened. You never existed.

I'll notice other me isn't wearing a straightjacket. Im beckoning at myself to come closer. Hmm, there's something in the pupils of my twin in the glass. Looking closer I can make out your visage. I focus harder. There you are, face (inches from mine) smashed agaisnt the new pillow you bought from target. Drooling slightly. "Why do I find this cute?" I think to myself.

Then the alarm goes off.

I kiss you while you sleep and get up to walk the dog before going to work asking myself "how did i get back here."

...

The alarm goes off. Im immediately angry. I keep having dreams of you though we broke up some time ago. How could I have blown this?...

"They needed time to work on themself", I'll explain to dumbass.

I summon all my strength to keep the cap firmly on the bottle. Gotta put my smiley face on for the public.

Im terrified this is reality.

Subconsciously I still have hope the alarm will go off one day and I'll be waking up next to them wondering, happy as fuck, how I managed to get back

...

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[buhlairr]

Journal Entry

I’m a rambler so i’ll see where this goes but i think we should start like way back with this one.

When i first moved out to Miami ohh my life was a hot mess. I didn’t think that living away from home and family would be so hard. I missed Manhattan more and more everyday but Miami is starting to really grow on me. I’ve been through about 3 roommates and i think it’s safe to say that i’m best when im living alone.

Let me just to the good stuff , so while here in miami i’ve done a multitude of things and become closer with a lot of people i didn’t expect to and i’ll go down the list in hopes that i don’t leave anyone out.

Obviously alina is like my right hand woman, or at least she was upon arrival but it was starting to be more like a shoulder to cry on since she’d broken up with Vincenzo. I mean not that i mind at all it’s just that we’re growing apart. She’s got some new friendship going with Ari and I wouldn’t use the word jealous cause that ain’t it but I don’t know if I really like it. it’s like obviously i can never be replaced but at the same time i’m being replaced and i hate that.

Obviously

Speaking of Ari , lol she’s so cool and i wish things weren’t sometimes so awkward although it may all just be in my head. her and i were also pretty close upon my arrival but then there was the whole thing with Alek and it was so passive aggressive and now i feel like it’s just passive. It’s weird, but she’s the one who told me to go for it with Alek, even though i know she didn’t really mean it at the time but she’s with ty now so maybe things will turn around. I just hate feeling like all my friends are pulling out of my life. Maybe it’s me though? not them.

Speaking of Alek.

My boy , wow where to start. I really wasn’t suppose to like him this hard. I mean it started out as admiration from afar, when we linked up with the Crystal Mountain gang for the summer and then “hey” turned into a genuine friendship, next thing i know i’m in my “16 again” headspace where i’m all googly over a him. For a long while we played the just friends game and it was a more than torturous month, but I didn’t mind sticking around for it. It was cute , pretending not to want to rip his clothes off him every time he spoke it was definitely worth the wait though.

i feel like he’s so, misunderstood sometimes and was always so detached and i’m almost certain that’s why i was so drawn to him well that and he’s so fun. I mean boating and picnics under the stars, dave&busters, cooking classes he doesn’t do it often but i feel like he steps out of his comfort zone with me and I appreciate that. When he asked if I wanted to be his girlfriend I’m not gonna lie my heart damn near jumped out of my throat but part of that was because he told me he’d be leaving when the summer ends. going on tour to fight I couldn’t be more proud but at the same time i don’t know if there’s enough preparation in the world for a long distance relationship especially with how attached i’ve found myself becoming. We talked about me going with him but I start my last semester of college soon and I just don’t know how that’ll work. I haven’t decided for sure but i’m just gonna make the best of the time we do have together right now.

I’m truly not ready for the summer to end and I’m not ready to go back to actually acknowledging that my life is a mess. Although i miss new york like hell i’m not ready to go back to just going through the motions without having time to stop and enjoy life. I know growing up is inevitable but i wish it could slow down sometimes, but until then, catch me in the fast lane.

Update:

So when I wrote this first entry i was in a complete different head space. Now? i’m.. a mess? lol.

So it got out, you know about vin and tal. it was crazy because it’s almost as if people blamed me ? it’s like yeah i didn’t tell and yes i didn’t plan on telling because i learn to pick my battles with Aly. the first time around when Tal told me i didn’t tell Alina because she was already on this cleanse this weird after break up growing phase and she was off her meds and it was just bad but nobody would fucking know that because they jump down the throats of others regardless of its their business or not.

i didn’t tell her because i was protecting her. there’s no easy way to tell someone that their first love is sleeping with their best friend there just isn’t. i was just trying to do my best to be the devils advocate. ITS NOT EVEN MY FUCKING LOVE TRIANGLE??? anyways that shit just spun out of control and turned into beef with people who truly are just angry because they have nothing better to do.

Arianna has made it clear that she has an issue. still not sure what it is because like i said she was the one who told me to go for alek in the first place and she’s the one who’s stealing MY best friend time? she’s the one whom alek is still in love with? like what do you want from me sis? what could possibly be the issue? ya know? is it because your little.. whatever you call that is not fond of me because if so that’s absolutely idiotic. it’s not that i have an issue with people having an issue but we’re adults and she kinda just unfriended me with no explanation. all that shit about her on standby if someone jumps in the fight with jade and i kinda came to a shock to me. again i don’t know it’s weird with her and i just wish she’d use her words instead of being passive aggressive.

And then there’s Alek.

he just... makes me want to ugh. you know? He’s so .. difficult and god i am trying ,i am ,because i want him. He’s just so ugh. i don’t even know how to begin to explain him. He confuses the hell out of me because one minute he’s ghost and the next he’s here and he’s soft and it’s cute and then he just.. shut me out for days at a time and you know i know that it’s just him and that he’s got a lot on his plate but it’s like when i need him the most he’s not here.

He didn’t take the tour but me and everybody else found out that he just might go anyways which is frustrating because the moment he told me he turned it down i told him to go. i told him that he’d regret not going and he just insisted that he wanted me. that he wanted us that he was gonna say so when i find out that he’s having second thoughts it kinda hurts. Especially since i was planning on getting my own place in LA to be closer to him after summer. I just don’t fucking know anymore and it’s not like he’s making it easy. i know this is all ultimately up to me but i feel like his input or even him caring just a little about the decision would be nice since it effects us as a couple.

I’ve been so on edge lately about everything it’s like no matter what the fuck i do stress will be involved. At this point going ghost doesn’t doesn’t sound too bad.