#to make more? 🤭

[baileyboo2016]

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It was a nice evening. The sun was bright but not harsh, the scent of the grass was sweet but not overwhelming, and the breeze was strong but not unpleasant. It was a wonderful evening to celebrate the second anniversary of when he was finally reunited with his beloved Zelda. Other, less pleasant events as well, but Link chose to not dwell on that. It was a nice evening, after all.

Link had decided to stroll along the stream till sunset, when the plan he had in mind would come into action. He had the best surprise planned for Zelda, and oh, she would love it! All the love that he had poured out of his heart into a carving of her loftwing… All that was left to do now was wait. There was no way this could go wrong.

That is, until Link spotten the familiar yellow and brown blur in the horizon. He couldn’t help the sigh that escaped him.

Look, Lanayru was a nice guy. The best of the three dragons, in his biased opinion. But he tended to be a bit… overenthusiastic. Especially since Link had gifted him a small fledgeling as a thank you present for helping him on his quest.

Before Link could think much else, the dragon soared over his head and landed a few yards in front of the skyloftian. Link prepped himself with a deep breath, and turned to face the ancient being.

Lanayru looked around for a moment, maybe looking for Link, before he spotted him, roared “LINK!!!” loud enough for Hylia above to hear, and rushed forward to embrace his favourite knight.

Well, embrace was a soft word. With a dragon his size, plow would be a more accurate word. Link braced himself for impact. It still felt like he broke a rib.

Now that the worst was over, Link beamed up at the dragon. “Lanayru! How are you? I’ve missed you, how’ve you been?”

“Missed me?” Lanayru laughed. “It’s only been three days!”

“Long enough.” Link grinned. “How’s the birdie doing?”

Lanayru’s face darkened considerably. His voice dropped to a solemn, almost mournful tone, as he said, “Well, about that…”

Link frowned. “Did it… did it die?”

The dragon scoffed. “By Nayru, of course not! But… well, see for yourself.”

Link watched, curious and mildly concerned, as Lanayru reached into his robes and extracted the fluffy grey ball of feathers, slightly ruffled looking but otherwise unharmed. Healthy even. Link raised his eyes questioningly towards the wise old eyes of the dragon. Lanayru just nodded, telling Link to watch.

“Hey, Birb?” Lanayru said cautiously.

Link bit back a bark of laughter. Birb? That’s what he had named the fuzzball?

Birb seemed to have no qualms with its name, however, as it looked up to the thunder dragon with a cute tilt of its head. Lanayru glanced at Link as though asking for permission. Link narrowed his eyes, well aware of the dragon’s good natured pranks, but nodded.

“Birb?” Lanayru said again.

Birb looked at him expectantly.

“Zinga-dingding?” he muttered hesitantly.

If it was possible for a little grey ball of fuzz hardly as big as Link’s palm to grin evilly, then that was exactly what Birb did. Link looked at Lanayru, panic written all over his eyes. No, he said silently.

Yes, the dragon said with heavy eyes.

No, Link tried to argue.

Yes, Lanayru tried to tell him.

No! Link was not ready to accept it.

Yes, Lanayru knew Link was fighting for a lost cause.

No! Link was in denial.

Yes, Lanayru had accepted his fate.

All other arguments were snuffed out when a shrill, but clear as a crystal, voice rang out in Link’s ears. “ZINGA-DINGDING!!! ZINGA-DINGDING!!! ZINGA-DINGDING!!! ZINGA-DINGDING!!! ZINGA-DINGDING!!!”

Link clapped his hands over his ears. “LANAYRU!!!” he roared as loud as he could over Birb’s chant.

“IT WASN’T MY FAULT!” Lanayru attempted to defend himself. “I DIDN’T KNOW THIS WOULD HAPPEN!”

“YOU DID THIS ON PURPOSE?!” Link was flabbergasted.

“ZINGA-DINGDING!!! ZINGA-DINGDING!!! ZINGA-DINGDING!!! ZINGA-DINGDING!!!” Birb chirped merrily.

“I DIDN’T MEAN TO, I SWEAR!” Lanayru pleaded.

“WHAT THE FUCK LANAYRU?” Link yelled, one second away from pulling his hair out.

“ZINGA-DINGDING!!! ZINGA-DINGDING!!! FUCK!!!” Birb sang.

Whatever retort Lanayru had died down in his throat as he heard Birb’s words. Based on how he looked down at him, Link guessed that he was equally convinced as the knight that Doomsday had indeed arrived.

Link held up his hands in a gesture of surrender. “Nope. Nu uh. Not today. No. Nope. Never. You deal with this. Your Birb, your responsibility. I’m outta here.”

“Link–” Lanayru began, but the skyloftian was already walking away. To his house. Where he had a surprise planned for Zelda. Which did not involve talking or swearing balls of fuzz. Link had already saved the world once, and he did not want to see it end again. He was too old for this, and that was saying something, seeing as he was barely into adulthood.

He could still hear the ZINGA-DINGDING!!!s of the cursed bird when he slammed the door shut and slid down against it to the floor. He shouldn’t have ever gotten Lanayru a living creature, let alone one that could imitate speech and–

OMG I AM GIGGLING SO MUCH RN THIS IS AMAZING LMAOOOO 😂😂😂😂 DONT GIVE LANAYRU A BIRB YALL

[notherpuppet]

Morning After

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[spitedemon]

i really don’t think it’s “typical dragon age fandom nonsense” for people to be genuinely upset about the world state choices. combat, level design, art direction, gameplay gimmicks, those have all varied across each dragon age game. the one thing that’s remained constant are nods to our previous choices.

i wasn’t expecting my HoF to come riding in on a griffon, but i can’t find a monument dedicated to warden tabris somewhere around the anderfels? lucanis couldn’t have some lines about the time that one arainai boy was stirring up trouble in antiva city? you’re gonna tell me that making a mage the new divine wouldn’t have some impact on nevarra and antiva? on the anderfels, the supposed most devout militant andrastian nation in thedas? you’re saying nobody in the north is paying attention to who rules orlais or ferelden? come on.

[hungy-raka]

TOLD YALL I WAS MAKING SOMETHING

meet my au🤭

not sure on the name for this yet (maybe Lack of Foresight?) but basically, in this au narinder finds a loophole and escapes his imprisonment before the game events (aka before Lamb is beheaded) but finds out that Uh Oh seems that bros everything else is stuck in the afterlife

now with no crown, no powers, no godhood, no disciplines, no hoes and no bitches, narinder has to find a way to get everything back and get rid of his siblings, while making sure he doesnt get dismeboweled by some random heretics

oh and lamb is there

[zuzu-draws]

Stardew Valley Bachelor Portrait Sukuna, anyone?? (I made some quick pixelated gifs while musing lolol)

I wonder how many folks would romance him in-game 🤔 Make your attendance here, folks ✋

[bberetd]

based on @teegeeteegee’s physical affection headcanon for these sillies 😙 Daisy’s interactions were hilarious so I centered around her lol

[willowcreektownie]

New life stage...

Asa and Ibrahim have aged into teens! Finally! New milestones, new jobs, and hopefully a new school in San Myshuno for Ibrahim. Fingers crossed 🤞🏾

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[thatstoomanysausages]

Something about the winners in previous seasons being determined to help their allies become the winners. Scott in Double Life for Pearl and Pearl in Secret Life for Scar. They never really fought hard in the final battle with the intention to win again, they just wanted to see those close to them succeed.

But not Grian. Grian, who had lost his allies. Who had nothing left to protect. So he made it his goal to win, as if he hadn’t already, and as if it wasn’t an unwritten rule that one could never win twice.

Sure, he was close to Joel enough to ally with him, but he was determined to at least win, at least, that’s how he made it appear to others.

Because Joel was the closest thing he could get to having Mumbo and Skizz back as his teammates, and obviously, they weren’t about to win. So he didn’t target Joel while he was fighting, but instead focused on the others, taking out Pearl and letting Joel take out Ren and Cleo.

Grian had to make himself seem like the selfish winner who was out to gain another victory, to make it entertaining? To make himself feel better? To help Joel feel like he wasn’t making it easy for him?

His approach as a winner to become a 2nd time victor is so,,, to me. He’s desperate and he needs to win, but he knows he won’t, but he still made it to the top 2, and in a way, that was enough for him.

I just love when previous winners are part of the final 2 alive. It feels like they are there to bestow a crown on the next winner, to congratulate them on their victory, or to warn them of the guilt they needed to bear next, the pressure of the memories.

(Not that I intend to minimise the effort that the new winners put in, but to say it was a crazy coincidence to have the previous victors there for just a wing-it-and-have-fun series.)

[seungmins-housewife]

[shadowvestal]

👅🔞.

[formulanni]

Alex Albon as The Hermit:

The Hermit suggests that you are in a phase of introspection where you are drawing your attention inwards and looking for answers within. You are in need of a period of inner reflection, away from the current demands of your position.

This is a call to embark on a journey of self-discovery, embracing our true spiritual self and inner wisdom.

Tag list: @st-leclerc @rubywingsracing @saviour-of-lord @three-days-time @the-wall-is-my-goal @albonoooo @ch3rubd0lls

[doctorsiren]

if you are doing more requests the only thing i ask

wrightworth your headcanons are my fucking favorite i will eat NOMNOMMKMWKNWOSML

I probably have more, but these were the ones I could think of off the top of my head

[sableeira]

Do you care for a cigarette?

[drownedscribe]

Tom & Sam Jingle Boys GIFs

ALSO: HIM

[guardian-angle22]

The Idea of You (2024) | Hayes & Solène + the watch

[jesuis-assez]

↠ Tim & Lucy ↳ 2x01 - Impact