#like it hapened to me with the last fic i posted and that i just kinda shrugged off

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Man are people on ao3 okay? I am not the most frequent fic reader but like. I keep seeing the rudest comments under ppl’s fics and it’s just like?? Dude if you didn’t like the fic you can just not comment. You went out of your way to be actually tell someone “yeah this sucks try harder :/“? Insanity. Just be kind to people

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✏️, 🖊, 🌝, 🍰?

✏️ Do you write every day? HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAHAHAHAHA.... no :V I've been trying to write at least for 1 hr each day, but that hasn't been hapening ;w; 🖊 Post a snippet from a current WIP. Beware!

“Home! I need to get home and help look for Sidon!”

“I know that, Link, but you can’t just go and search for him!” The blond chuffed at such a ridiculous statement. Of course he could just go and search for him. He could already be doing that if Pipit would just let him! He turned away from the brunet, as if to prove a point, and managed to take only a couple of steps before he felt Pipit’s hands hold him in place once again. “Link you can’t!”

“I can and I will!”

“No, you can’t! We’re on duty, Link. You’ll be a deserter! A traitor!”

“I don’t care!” Link felt the hands on his arm release him in an instant and, just as he thought the brunet had finally understood his urgency to leave, a sharp, burning pain coming from his scalp morphed his angry roar into a pitiful yelp. The hand grasping at the base of his ponytail pulled his head backwards with such strength that he could only throw his head back and follow its movement until his gravity center shifted and he found himself falling backwards against the wooden floor.

“Well, I do, and you should, too!” Pipit shouted from above. His enraged face put an immediate end to whatever stream of colourful language was about to come out from the blond’s mouth. Link was not used to seeing Pipit with such an expression, and by the looks of it, he was about to learn not to summon it again any time soon. “ A deserter, Link! Do you even understand what that means?! Is your fish-brain big enough to comprehend the meaning of it?! You’ll get court-martialed and probably imprisoned, since there is nobody here who can say you were being forced to leave your post! And even if I were to speak for you, what am I gonna say?! ‘Please, Your Highness, have mercy on this idiot. He suffered from a stroke.’?! You’d still get banished from Hyrule, at the very least! And where are you gonna go after that? You can’t go back into Zora’s Domain, so what’s your plan? Run away for the rest of your life, hoping to not be captured while trying to survive by eating nuts and berries like a squirrel? Go live up the volcano with the Gorons? Dress in fucking drag and get lost in the desert?!”

“I-I just-”

“No! You can’t possibly think you can ask me to just sit down and watch you do this. You. Just. Can’t!” Pipit stomped his boots against the dock, so close to the blond’s head, Link found himself flinching every time the sole made contact with the creaking wood. Blue eyes braved taking a look while the brunet struggled to catch his breath after the sudden outburst. He saw Pipit bit his lip and press a thumb and an index against his eyes, the fingers pulling on his sin as he dragged his whole hand against the side of his face. A deep groan left him, his usually energetic voice sounded as if he had aged ten years in the last ten minutes. “You can’t ask me to let you do this to yourself. You can’t…I hate nuts…I look awful in drag…” 🌝 Who is one character you haven’t yet written for that you would like to? To ot duplicate my answer, this tim I'll saaaaaaaaaaaaaaay... Gildan. I know he's an oc, but... I need to write him as an actual talking character. I NEED IT! 🍰 Name one of your fave comfort fics (doesn’t have to be your all time fave). These Tasks Three by @only-by-the-stars ! It gives me happy feels!