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strong-with-the-sarcasm · 6 months

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part 11- a thousand candles burn into the night

"When the ashes start to rise and the moon falls from the sky and a thousand candles burn into the night. When the angels softly cry on the flames below the sky, would a thousand souls still pray for you and I?" -Day of the Dead by Hollywood Undead

Masterlist Part 10

Just like the summer air began to cool into autumn winds, Jasmine and Jason began with a heated tension between them that dwindled into a slow simmer of what neither of them wanted to jinx by calling it love.

Both were aware of how unnatural their connection was, how quick one was able to trust the other with simple thoughts that roll off the tongue- Jazz’s favorite tea, Jason’s favorite book, her younger siblings, his many brothers. It was obvious that Jason held some lingering anger towards those he called family, but it was an old wound, infected yet healing. When it came to more in-depth questions about Jazz’s siblings, Danny and Ellie, there was a sad tinge to the affection. Jazz missed Ellie with every fiber of her being, but her little sister was free as her heart desired.

Jason spoke at length about his own, eventually admitting his anger issues that had led him to attempted murder on one of the younger boys, Tim, that he deeply regretted.

Jazz had only to listen, because who else could understand the deeply rooted rage that came with betrayal?

One slash, two, three

Blood is on your hands already.

Fourth, fifth slash

Ask the ghosts if honor matters, buried amongst the ash.

Slash six, seven

Sharpen your love into a weapon

They went out on several dates, each one special and lovely, but Jazz’s favorite was being wrapped in familiar arms as they watched Pride and Prejudice on Jason’s couch. It was a comfortable warmth that lulled the redhead into a deep sleep, the best she had gotten in a long time.

Jazz was the first to wake, lying on Jason’s firm chest and ear pressed firmly to where she could hear a faint purr from his Proto-Core, she felt no compulsion to move even though there were things she had to do as Regent and as Jasmine.

She had to talk to Frostbite, because she needed to understand why she was so connected to Jason. It frightened Jazz, to have her emotions so sharpened towards someone she hadn’t known for very long.

(She was in love.)

Her own Proto-core purred in tandem with Jason’s, happiness bubbling up in her chest. This was a peace she never wanted to let go, regardless of the reason why the two of them were brought and bound together.

Jason was in love.

There was zero doubt in his head or heart that he was fully committed to his darling Jazz, the beautiful woman who understood him in ways no one ever had. With her, the pit remnants were calm and he was happy.

Happy.

Sheer happiness was in his grasp, in his arms and resting on his chest as she slept. Her long hair smelled like strawberries and he never wanted to leave.

Yet, bat-trained paranoia reared its ugly head in moments like these.

Jasmine Nightingale was, by all accounts, a civilian with a trust fund who cared for her younger brother. No other records were found that could tie either Jazz or Danny to crime, but Jason didn’t want to see them if they existed anyway. He hadn’t even met Danny yet and the kid, despite being prime adoption bait, was already one of Jason’s favorite people. He made Jazz proud with his intelligence and good-natured attitude, so Jason would do his best to form a good relationship with the kid.

He guessed he should be more concerned with how quickly he fell for his darling, but he wasn’t. It felt right. It felt safe. Like he could trust Jazz with every thought, every dream, every hope, every nightmare and she wouldn’t run away. He wanted her, plain and simple.

Thankfully Jazz was more or less on the same page as him.

She never had to say a word about how she felt for him, it was obvious in the way she would gravitate towards him, want to be around him, talk to him, simply be with Jason. How honored he felt to be gifted such attention by Jazz.

He didn’t know how to tell her about Red Hood though.

The Nightingales lived outside Crime Alley’s borders, in a shitty neighborhood of Gotham recently claimed by two new vigilantes- Phantom and Regent.

Jason tried to shove back the horrifying images of a vivisectied Phantom, screaming, sobbing and whimpering, but he would ever be able to forget.

The video of Regent killing the Fentons was glitched, but cross referenced with the Ghost Files, it was obvious the Regent of Now and Then were the same woman…entity that saved Phantom, no, avenged the ghost kid.

The fact that the Fentons death prevented a war was karmic justice, in his humble opinion.

Yet, there was something familiar about the Regent. Something that called to him on a baser level… as if he knew the entity behind the helmet.

But that was ridiculous…right?

Right?

Jazz was going to kill him all the way this time, Danny bemoaned while in flight. He really stuck his foot in it this time and yikes, he really needed to learn to keep his mouth shut.

He just had to go behind Jazz’s back and give the Ghost Files to Batman instead of Superman or Constantine. Big and blue wasn’t available when Danny found an opportunity and for shame if he wasted it! Sad trench coat man being there was really just a bonus, honestly.

With the Acts getting the League’s attention, it was time for a desperate move on the part of the GIW.

They infiltrated Gotham.

Danny had no idea how they had found a way past the border Lady Gotham kept a tight leash on, but the agents were able to pick up his trail with a lucky break on their end. He had a haunt in Gotham, which meant his ecto-signature was strong in that area and weak in others. A glaring neon sign of where the Phantom often could be found.

But Danny would never give up his haunt again, not without a fight.

This haunt didn’t just belong to him, not like Amity had. This had become the home of the Nightingales, the Phantom and the Regent. They had shed blood to claim it and would shed more to keep it.

If it meant admitting to his mistake, then so be it, that’s where he would start.

“Bold of you to assume I thought that far ahead.” Was probably not the best response to Jazz’s irate question of ‘Did you even consider what Batman, Mr. Contingencies-out-the-ass and minion-acquisition-instead-of-therapy, would do with the files?’

Needless to say, Jazz wasn’t impressed.

She had been rather happier lately, with her boyfriend Jason constantly in her orbit, but responsibility still weighed on her.

(Danny’s fault, he was aware, but he still had so much growing up to do before he was ready for the crown.)

Getting the AEA demolished was sure to take some weight from her, even if it would be only the beginning of resolving the repercussions of the United States’ crimes against the Infinite Realms.

It would be years before it would be considered repaid, the blood shed and existences snuffed out. The deaths of the Dr. Fentons were only a consequence of their actions, not truly recompense for the torture they inflicted on the people of the Realms.

(Danny never told Jazz, but he knew they didn’t die when the portal was destroyed.)

(He knew his sister had killed their parents to save him.)

(He still didn’t know how to feel about that.)

Lady Gotham offered a sad croon as Phantom curled his form under a gargoyle’s wings, the heavy rain an ironic ambiance for his mood.

There was nothing he could do about the GIW in Gotham until they showed themselves and they were doing an unusually good job of keeping on the down low. If it hadn’t been for the frantic screeches of the friendly shades and a few blob ghosts cuddling him for comfort, he would have been caught off-guard by an attack. As long as he stayed out of his haunt for a while, let his signature be caught somewhere else, then Jazz would be able to defend their home until he could deal with the bastards.

He just needed to wait.

Jazz had been livid with him admitting his fuck up with the files and deeming the GIW’s presence his fault for claiming a Haunt. With a threat to hug him and make him talk about his feelings until he no longer believed such a lie, Jazz agreed to remain in their Haunt until he could draw some of their forces away. Lady Gotham’s ecto-siganture would be enough to scramble their trackers once further into her city and she would subtly lead her Knights to the agents when able.

It wasn’t much, but it would have to be enough.

Phantom curled his tail around his laid back form, mimicking a cat as he texted Sam and Tucker with updates. They had sworn to visit him during Summer Break, but the Halfa wasn’t holding his breath. Gotham wasn’t safe for them. It wasn’t safe for anyone and that’s coming from a kid who can punt a building into the sun at a moment’s notice.

Amity was (laughably) the best place for them.

Phantom wasn’t really paying attention, absentmindly petting a blob ghost that was cuddled into his side, when he was joined by none other than the Red Hood.

Badass armor and weapons aside, the Hood was an Antihero he admired. The avenged dead sung his praises for all who’d listen.

And… he was very familiar.

Red Hood possessed a Proto-core, one he’d sensed before in his own home….with Jazz.

It couldn’t be. There was no way the Fenton luck could be that wonky that his big sister was dating Red Hood of all people, Jason Todd when unmasked. She had to know right? There was no way Jazz could miss the Proto-core signature of the Once-Revenant they’d housed for a while. Was Jazz okay with Jason’s past? Sure, Red Hood didn’t kill much anymore, but he was still a crime lord who thought severed heads in a duffel bag was a great gift to leave on someone’s doorstep, like a particularly picky cat.

“Uh, hi?”

Hood crouched down, rain blocked by his huge body, water droplets dripping off his red helmet. The white lenses gave nothing away as the Anti-hero spoke, “Hey kid. You ok?”

(Danny was well aware of how gentle and caring Red Hood was towards kids.)

(He couldn’t wait to be an uncle.)

“I’m fine, dude. Just chilling.”

“Under a gargoyle in Gotham?” The disbeliving tone made Phantom snort in laughter, because wow not the scariest concept to a halfa.

“Hey, it was either this or the sewers. I wouldn’t be caught dead,” Phantom chuckled a bit at his joke. “Down there without hazmat gear and the Anti-Creep stick.”

Hood snorted, the sound stackity through the modulator, “Fair enough. Don’t get caught by the big bat, ok? He doesn’t like Metas in his city.”

“Oi, being dead is a meta-cal condition.”

“Ugh,” Hood groaned, “a punster. You’re not dead, kid.”

“‘Fraid I am, my good dude. Fourteen and fried alive, zero outta ten, would not recommend.”

“...You’re a ghost?”

“Right in one! Name’s Phantom.” the Halfa offered, seeing no point in correcting the Anti-hero.

“Red Hood.”

“Dude, I know. The shades sing your praises given half a chance.”

“Shades?”

Phantom shrugged, “The restless dead, unable to pass over without a lot of ectoplasm.”

Hood didn’t ask what ectoplasm was, which surprised the Halfa. Did Batman share the Ghost Files with Red Hood?

“You’re from Amity Park, right?”

Phantom cringed at the name of his former haunt, anger bubbling in his gut, “I died there. I haunt Gotham now.”

“....I’m sorry.” Even with the modulator, Hood sounded genuinely sad for Phantom.

(Batman definitely shared the Ghost Files with the Anti-Hero.)

“Are you alright here? Do you need help?”

Phantom shook his head, “The GIW invaded Gotham tracking my Ecto-signature, so I’m leading them away from my Haunt.” He raised an eyebrow, “You should be careful too. You’re a pretty strong liminal, but they’ll still try to capture you.”

“No, they won’t get me. Phantom, where’s your haunt?”

If Hood was anyone else, Phantom would keep his mouth shut. A Haunt is sacred, a home for a Fraid, it was not some measly address freely given. Yet, Red Hood was also Jason Todd, Once-Revenant Death-claimed Champion turned Proto-core Liminal dating his older sister. If Jazz trusted him enough to date him, then it was good enough for Phantom to offer him a place in his Fraid. (He really couldn’t wait to be an uncle.)

A/N: This was beta-read by @meditating-cat, thanks!

The little bit at the end there... foreshadowing, perhaps? Ooh... all those baby names I could give a Hardcover kid.

Perhaps, perhaps not. Who knows. I have the end of this series mostly planned out, but it could likely change.

Thanks for reading!

#dc x dp crossover #dp x dc #dp x dc au #dpxdc #jazz fenton #regent!jazz #jason todd #anger management ship #hardcover ship #I made myself squeal #They're just so CUTE #they're in love your honor #two dorks #two vigilantes #and only one knows the other is one #spoiler: not the one you'd think #In which Jason is kinda a sweetheart #He's in love with Jazz #she fell first he fell harder

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shesailsships · 1 year

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Lockwood & Co

You're safe now, okay?

We've got you now.

#lockwood and co #locklyle #come! enjoy this grainy hand holding goodness with me :)#I squealed okay #like his hand comes aaaaall the way down her arm #and then he's like squeezing her hand #for like the whole scene #I could have made 10 gifs of just the hand squeezing #but I restrained myself :)#I am exploding over these moments that we were given #like I have been a proud locklyle shipper est 2013 #this live action touching has got me feeling some kinda way #but I digress

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otomes-and-tears · 1 year

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Hello,I hope you had a good day! I have an OL2 request if that's alright!!

In step 2,with Qiu,GN-Reader,Best Friend status with both Qiu and Tamarack and Qiu is just pining over their best friend,MC. How would Qiu realize their crush on MC? How would they act around MC who shows their love thru physical affection towards their neighbors?

Basically what im asking is 'the brooding,pining one x the oblivious,affectionate one' but it's with Qiu and MC :D!! (A LIL SIDE NOTE/ASK ADDITION : Maybe MC is also insecure abt themselves,thinking that they're not that lovable or smth,maybe cuz of their looks if u know what I mean?? THANKS FOR WRITING FOR OL2 BTW IT MEANS A LOTTT <3)

(side note 2 : sorry if this isn't that understandable,english isn't my first language 🙇‍♀️)

♦ Qiu having a crush on a physically affectionate and oblivious GN!MC ♦

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► A/N: Please don't apologise! Your english is great, anon ♡ I'm also not a native English speaker!

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I think they’ve always been aware that MC was different from their other friends;

As a kid, they remember other friends complaining about Qiu’s giving MC special treatment, and as someone preoccupied with fairness it used to annoy them to no end;

Because they knew it was true, they just didn’t understand why they felt so compelled to treat them this way;

As they grew up and the idea of romantic love became a less threatening, more concrete concept, it didn’t take them too long to piece it together;

MC was always there for Qiu, always ready to show them support and kindness and to look out for them, when Qiu was used to other people relying on them to be like that;

They’d watch them laughing at something Tamarack said and would just feel this… warmth in their chest;

Like this was something they’d need to protect;

The world could be a cruel place, but MC’s kindness and their laughter was the one thing Qiu wanted to preserve;

I don’t think Qiu had this grand moment of realisation;

It happened one night, right at the beginning of autumn, when the leaves started falling and the nights grew colder;

They both agreed to meet in Qiu’s backyard in the early hours of the evening to look at the stars through a telescope together;

Mc managed to bring their favourite tea in a thermos, and gave Qiu the biggest hug once they saw them;

They were just… so happy. Being awake at odd hours of the night trying not to be too loud to not wake Qiu’s parents from their slumber;

Watching the stars and talking about mythology;

Mc started rambling about something they had read and stopped in the middle of it, apologizing about speaking too much;

And Qiu found that they didn’t mind it;

Not only that, they welcomed it. They loved how passionate MC was, how happy and comfortable they had been all night;

Qiu didn’t want them to stop at all, and they realized that they wanted to be the person that MC went to when they wanted to talk about these things;

Well… when people described love it always seemed so overwhelming, and in some aspects it was;

But it mostly just felt right;

Their name is Qiu, their friends call them Autumn, and they are in love with MC;

It’s been a part of them for a long time, and was just nice to finally understand that part of themselves;

Not too much changed after that, only that perhaps their affection and special treatment became more blatant;

In their teens, MC is one of the few people Qiu can stand to be around, and after they’ve realised their feelings they started relying on MC a bit more;

Because Qiu trusts them with that!;

Honestly? MC’s affection is one of the things that keep Qiu going;

MC, despite their obliviousness, ends up noticing and making sure to support them whenever he needs it most;

When Qiu is having a bad day MC will just… Wrap them in a hug and stay there for as long as Qiu needs;

If MC noticed how fast Qiu’s heart beats when they hug, they never mention it;

There are also more subtle types of affection;

Like linking their arms together while walking, grabbing their hand to lead them somewhere or just leaning against Qiu when they’re tired;

Even with all their angst, MC’s affection is always a sure way to soften them;

Qiu will often pinch their cheeks or pat them on the head and lightly tease them for being touchy;

I’m pretty sure Qiu’s love language is acts of service, but knowing how important physical affection is to the MC, Qiu will make sure to initiate it too;

Honestly, I don’t see Qiu as a very jealous person, and knowing Tamarack for years and being close to her, I don’t think that they’re jealous about MC showing her affection too;

Instead, it makes them happy that MC is surrounded by good people that care about them as much as Qiu does;

Tamarack ends up noticing their crush eventually;

I mean… I’m sure everyone knows about it except MC themselves;

And even if she seems a little too invested in it and will sometimes give Qiu a hard time about it in private, she’s very supportive;

And it means a lot to them to have MC’s other best friend support them like that;

In regards to MC being insecure… Qiu doesn’t get it at all;

How can someone that amazing be insecure about themselves? How can they worry about not being loveable enough, not interesting enough? Not beautiful enough?;

And they’re fucking pissed at anyone who would ever make MC feel that way;

MC is a person that Qiu cares about deeply, even if they’re colder at that age, there’s no way they just let them think so little of themselves if they can help it;

So… MC is one of the few people that Qiu will make a big effort with;

They make sure MC knows how special they are, and how beautiful of a person both inside and out!

#I'm so so so happy other people also looked at these characters and went “they're lovely and i need more content about them”#i think half my ask box is just OL2 requests and it just made me squeal with joy to have an excuse to fixate on the content we have #our life 2 #our life now and forever #olnf #qiu lin #olnf hcs #bee’s writing

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starrysnowdrop · 4 months

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Get you a partner who looks at you the way that Hali looks at Aymeric.

#ffxiv shitposting #endwalker magic dps role quests #hali aloke #oc: drops of jupiter #hali x aymeric #ship: hold me closer #i just had to #this screenshot made me squeal #just look at how she looks at him and he doesn’t even know

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skitskatdacat63 · 9 months

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Not July 29th quite yet for me, BUT HAPPY 42ND BIRTHDAY TO FERNANDO 🎉🎉🎉🎊🥳🥳🥳🥳🥳🎊🎊 MY FAVORITE OLD MAN ON THE GRID 🎉🎉🎉 THANK YOU FOR KEEPING ME SO PASSIONATE ABOUT THIS SPORT 💕💕💕💕💕💕💕

#wouldve made a fav photo comp but #i have like.....1k+ pics of him now #YOU CANT ASK ME TO PICK FAVORITES!! HE *IS* MY FAVORITE #but seriously wouldnt be so into this if not for him so ty nando 💕💕💕💕#for making me feel terrible horrific amounts of both triumph and heartbreak each weekend #for being the reason i got my dad to get into f1 🤭🤭🤭#for making me squeal and roll around in bed and kick my feet giggling hehehehe #i just really love him yknow??????#i just remember watching 2005 before and while the season began #and watching him win and be in his prime and then tuning into the current season and still seeing him so passionate #that first podium i cried real actual tears #and then jeddah...i thought my heart was gonna break #PLEASE ASTON FIX YOUR CAR SO I CAN MAKE GIFS OF HIM AGAIN TY <3333333 #fernando alonso #f1 #formula 1 #catie.rambling.txt

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tempests-bards-and-birds · 2 years

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Now and forever

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skajlaw · 2 years

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“You know what’s funny?” “I don’t.”

#you know its a new obsession when you make gif after 100 years #tom sturridge #sweetbitter #LOOK AT HIS SMILE THO #tell me how his every action in this show make me feel butterflies #when he touched her neck to see the tattoo #WHEN I TELL YOU I SQUEALED #i had to stop the video to take a breath #someone save me from this man #or how he said >desperately< in front of the restaurant #???!??!!!!??!?!?!#made my knees womble #now im just ranting but hear me out #hear me out on this one #this man #this #man #that's it muah

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meownotgood · 5 months

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episode 2 aki makes my heart race

#he's just too beautiful #whenever I watch this episode the moment he shows up I want to squeal #kicking my feet and freaking out #LOOK AT HIMMMMMM SO TALL AND HANDSOME #he was way too fine in this episode I swear #they had to draw him to perfection to keep people interested after the scene of him getting kicked in the balls and sticking his tongue out #jokes on you. him getting kicked in the balls is what made me fall for him #aki <3

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anonymouseeverything · 1 year

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I wish I had more coherent thoughts about malevolent so I could participate in the ongoing-ness of the fandom (Ive only ever joined fandoms 10 years late, this is new) but literally I just rotate this man and his spooky bff in my head. No words, just screaming I'm kicking my legs like a school girl and twirling my hair

#I'm a long time lover of horror #and I'm a long time lover of buddy cops #This podcast was made for me specifically #but the downside is that I will literally never be normal about conveying said enjoyment it all just devolves into hysterical laughter #and squealing #malevolent #malevolent podcast #arthur lester #john doe malevolent

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unhinged-nymph · 1 year

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Link's flirty giggles in the latest Car Biscuits 😊

#I don't have a good excuse for this #I was just infatuated with their flirty vibes in this vid ok #there were several times i had to pause the vid just to squeal at them #im not even joking #link's giggles were so strong they made me actually make gifs for the first time in literal months lmao #rhink #rhett and link #car biscuits #mythical society #link neal #gmm #goog edits

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immortal-enemies · 10 months

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I remember people saying I was crazy and toxic for fearing Morgenthorn would overshadow Kitty in TWP.

Now we have three little snippets of TWP and all three of them are Dru and Morgenthorn. (I think. That one art piece CC says is Dru, but they don't look like the same characters.)

#LISTEN.#i just. find it funny is all.#kit herondale #ty blackthorn #dru blackthorn #ash morgenstern #twp #the wicked powers #I'll probably delete this tbh. i feel like this post is gonna get BACKLASH. but im still right so.#*#but like you'd think that if she was so set on having these three characters be equally written #she would have given us something with a different character then dru?#like i wouldn't be sayin shit if it was 3/3 Morgenthorn / just dru #like i love dru and was literally squealing and kicking my feet when that snippet dropped.#im honestly happy that that was the first written thing we reas from twp.#but she fr posted art that made dru skinny over the idea of posting like?? any of her other characters?? not even just kit or ty. like thia #*thias. dammit. or also anush? jaime?#idk. it's weird.#also.#*if it WASN'T 3/3 for morgenthorn/dru

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adrift-in-thyme · 9 months

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Prompt idea:

The Chain goes to visit Wild and Flora in Hateno for the 1st time post-totk. They land near lookout landing. Let's say Purah instructs one of the guards there to give them a map and directions to Hateno and to knock on the door of Wild and Flora's house.

When they open the door, they see Wild and Flora wearing mismatched outfits of heroes and princesses past. They open the door and see Wild and Flora wearing:

1. Wild is wearing Sky's Trousers, Wind's Tunic, and Legend's Head. He has a fusion of the Biggoron Sword and the Sword of Seven Sages, and a fusion of the White Sword and the Classic Sword that are both near the wall and can be seen from the door.

2. Flora is wearing Sheik's Leggings, Tetra's shirt, Dot's Feather Headdress, Dusk's Crown, Sun's Braids, and Fable's Bracelets. She has the Dusk bow nearby the desk

The chain loses their minds.

What a fun prompt! Thanks for submitting it! <33

Fic beneath the cut

Warning: contains spoilers for Tears of the Kingdom

“What in Ordona’s name am I looking at right now?”

Twilight stands in his doorway, hands on his hips, exasperation in his eyes. He had thought he was well accustomed to his cub’s chaotic nature by now. Apparently, not. Because either he needs glasses or he’s staring at Legend’s face right now.

Behind him, the other heroes lean forward, eager to see what the fuss is about. They had arrived in Wild’s Hyrule earlier that morning and set out for Hateno as soon as Purah had kindly provided them with a map. And while Twilight knows many of their group were excited to face the challenges Wild’s Hyrule always provides, he can’t help thinking this isn’t what they were looking for.

He’s proven right when Legend lets out an indignant squawk.

“Champion, why on earth are you wearing my face?”

“And wearing my pants,” Sky puts in.

“And…hey! Where’d you get my tunic from?” Wind asks. He pushes forward to take the hem into his hands. “Wow, it even feels like mine!”

“I don’t know what the problem is,” Wild-with-Legend’s-face says, innocently. Beside him Flora nods, looking the very picture of innocence. Evidently, years of royal duties have made her well accustomed to schooling her features.

“The problem,” Time pipes up, his voice dangerously calm, “is that my sword is on your back. And it seems someone glued it to the tip of the Sword of Six Sages.”

Twilight’s eyes widen. He had seen the Sword of Six Sages, but had Wild really…?

Yes, he realizes after a closer look, yes apparently he had.

He runs a hand over his face with a sigh.

“Cub…”

“Where’d you even get all of this stuff?” Wind interrupts. He and Hyrule have somehow slipped into the house now and are taking in the various weapons and clothing items strewn about. “I mean, Rulie says these are his swords.”

Hyrule nods. “They are. That’s the White Sword” – he points to a near crystalline weapon – “and the one stuck to it is the first sword I ever wielded.”

He picks them up, turning them over in his hands. “I can’t believe they lasted this long.”

Wild shrugs. A grin tugs at his lips now, unable to be held back any longer. “I don’t know either, honestly. But if you all want to come in, you can look at them.”

Slowly, the heroes file past him, some admiring the items and others giving Wild the side-eye. He keeps a smile on his face the entire time, seemingly unbothered. Twilight doesn’t miss, however, how he tenses when Time walks by.

Flora, for her part, has dropped the facade completely. She eagerly ushers them in, already beginning to answer questions and offer explanations.

“These items are hidden throughout Hyrule,” she says, as Twilight drops down into one of the kitchen chairs. “According to legend, someone who called himself Misko the Bandit hoarded them. Before he died he concealed them along with clues to help adventurers find them.

“This for instance” – she picks up a familiar bow that lies on the table. It’s the bow Zelda used, Twilight realizes with a start – “we found it while rummaging about the castle. And the leggings I wear were hidden deep within the Depths.”

Wild slips into a seat beside Twilight as she continues. Leaning over conspiratorially, he whispers, “Wanna know who I think Misko is?”

Twilight lifts an eyebrow and Wild grins, knowing he has him interested.

“Legend.”

The rancher glances over to where the hero in question stands. He reclines against the fireplace, eyeing the objects Flora is showing them with a hungry sort of interest.

“Cub, for all we know the vet isn’t even from your timeline.”

“Nothing’s confirmed yet. And besides, all signs point to him being the bandit.” Wild holds up a hand, ticking off each reason on his fingers. “He’s a hoarder, he loves riddles, and he’s met us all. Who else would have access to this kind of stuff?”

Twilight shakes his head. An exasperated smile tugs at his lips.

“I don’t know. But Champion, I think figuring out Misko the Bandit’s identity is the least of your worries right now.”

Wild glances up at the other heroes. His eyes widen when he catches sight of Time. The expression on the older hero’s face could likely slaughter an army. He gulps.

“Hey, Twi, how do you feel about changing seats?”

Twilight chuckles. “Sorry, cub, but you brought this one on yourself.”

#meanwhile warriors wonders why on earth none of his or artemis' stuff has shown up #he feels a bit left out #i wish they had hw stuff in totk #if i discovered artemis' rapier or warriors' tunic and scarf i would squeal #but alas the curse of being noncanon keeps that from happening #anyway #saw a post on here a bit ago about legend being misko and loved it #so a hint of that made it in here #also sorry this is a bit short #just felt like that was a good stopping point #loz #totk #totk spoilers #linkeduniverse #trin writes

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hottopicabbacchio · 1 month

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Paranoid Android // Diavolo - Pt 2 || Pt 1

#posting the squeal because i added transitions that i think made it a lot better than it was #diavolo #diavolo jojo #jjba edit #jjba amv #flashing #just in case bc it moves fast #vento aureo #jojos bizarre adventure

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magnifiico · 5 months

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"Yer highny-ness! Uhm sure ya gotta lotta stories to share 'bout how ya wooed Queen Amah-ya! When did ya know she was THE ONE, br--" This hopeless romantic of a girl would stop herself, just in time. With a pop of her palm to her lips, her eyes were wide, almost as if she had startled herself when doing so. But soon enough, she would set that hand back down, and corrects herself, "When did ya know she was THE ONE, yer majes-ticky-ness?"

@yukikorogashi || incoherent scReechiNG at the cutie T~T and ofc tagging @howthesleeplesswander ;)

“When did I know?” He repeats the girl's words in the shallows of a laugh: equally amused by the curiosity as he is by Itsuki's quick correction to her vernacular. In the pacifying shake of his head, King Magnifico communicates quietly that she need not worry—no offense taken or held against her—and his gaze wanders elsewhere to dedicate real thought to the inquiry. “Well, that's one way to put a man on the spot, now isn't it—?” he hums, casting her a playful and fleeting glance.

Nevertheless, compliantly—or maybe it has a little more to do with the king's willingness to enthuse about this particular woman—he comes to some semblance of a response.

“Oh, I wouldn't claim there was ever a single moment—more an accumulation of all the wonderous things Queen Amaya is—but... one evening does come to mind,” Magnifico expounds. “I was deep in the throes of research, back in a time where I was still trying to get any sort of footing in magic; I'd spent the entire day poring over book after book, testing spells, failing many of them... Amaya had been away herself, busy lending a hand to our fellow, ah...” Hesitation clunks in his words, matched by the slightest flutter of his eyelids. He settles with a quiet, “Th-those in need.” Like us.

And then he's off again.

“Well, she had a busy day. I had a busy day. And yet, despite all that, she came in to see me having a few... difficulties in my studies, and you know what she did?” He emits a scoff, like it's so ridiculous a thing for anyone to do—so selfless and unrealistically compassionate. “She drops everything to help me. She's exhausted, and she still spends the next several hours flipping through numerous spell books, sitting there at my side to give me suggestions—even just to keep me company.

“I thought to myself 'There is no one in the world luckier than me right now.' To have the attention and care of a woman like her? And who knows?” The king shrugs. “Could be in that moment, whether I realized it or not at the time, I decided I wasn't going to take that luck for granted. To this day, I would find it hard to forgive myself if I ever did.”

#˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗ 《 answered 》#yukikorogashi #˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗ 《 bond: you still amaze me after all this time (howthesleeplesswander: amaya) 》#this was SUCH A CUTE ASK i'm still reeling over it T^T #tysm for sending this in becky! ;w; it made me squeal!#plus mags always loves an excuse to gush about his wife so #i promise he was VERY STOKED to respond to this #simps hard for amaya BUT WHO DOESN'T???#actual queen needs to be praised 24/7 iF NOT MORE #mags is literally internally sobbing over his wife 101% of the time just so everyone knows #she is truly the most incredible gal and he can't handle how incredible she is

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