#and my brain went wild

[juliette-cai-enthusiast]

listen maybe i'm just insane and shouldn't be allowed online before 10 in the morning butttttttt

secret shanghai zombie apocalypse au??????

#am i stupid #someone's probably done this before anyway #but i have a vision #the vision is phoebe hong shooting zombies #also alisa gets a baseball bat #idk i saw someone post about their zombie apocalypse au for a different fandom #and my brain went wild #chloe gong #secret shanghai #foul heart huntsman #foul lady fortune #phoebe hong #alisa montagova

[ludaroace]

idk thinking about the birthday party today and just . when ramon first brought up fits birthday ages ago i don’t remember exactly what stream it was but he told ramon that he would be happy with it being just the two of them . it took him a while to agree with ramon about inviting pac .

thinking about how today and how so many people showed up - like bad and phil weren’t even streaming, luzu was going to come but had to leave early, and pac left him a fucking trident of all things when he couldn’t make it . literally everyone online and their eggs showed up . dapper logged in after the party had started to show up !

i genuinely don’t think fit understood until today how much the others on the island actually cared about him . he STILL probably doesn’t fully understand . like he was even telling ramon that they don’t need to take up anyone’s time because they were planning on doing a dungeon (which was actually his party butttt he didn’t know that) DURING it .

idk and i KNOW there were some extremely emotional letters but empanada’s hit hard . thank you for protecting me but let us protect you sometimes too . i hope you feel as loved as you are .

#qsmp #q!fitmc #idk i sorta went crazy when i saw the trident and ik pac proabnly didn’t get it from the dungeon #that both phil and fit deemed too dangerous for now #and pac was there for that convo so his ass KNOWS #but like . the trident was deemed to big of a risk to get at the moment #and it’s fit’s thing to have one . like to the extent where #phil legit even apologized for not being able to get him one for his bday . like that’s how big of a deal it was #IDK AND THIS DOESNT EVEN TOUCH UPON SUNNY OR RAMON’S LETTERS #ik he said to sunny that they ARE family and i hope she understands #they never stopped being it was just a REALLY unfortunate choice of wording #and as the self appointed ramon person i will be going THROUGH that later #anyways shout out empanadas admin for being so good at saying the little of things that drive me wild how do you do this #time and time again she will say one thing that changes my brain chemistry #fitmc tag #sunny tag #ramon tag #empanada tag

[darlingboydiaz]

we all said eddie baby-trapped buck when he wrote him into his will. i actually raise you: buck parent-trapped eddie right after eddie's abuela ended up in hospital in 2x04 when pepa told him that raising a kid alone is rough. buck saw that hot single dad and immediately said he's gonna be second dad.

#i am rewatching already #and buck meeting pepa is so wild out of context #like you can see his brain coming up with the idea #and he immediately calls up carla like #buck: hey i know you through my ex but can you help me with my new crush and his son? #and carla just went with it for real #buddie #evan buckley #eddie diaz #911 #911 abc #911 fox #911 show

[thepunkmuppet]

opening the magnus podcast feed tomorrow afternoon beaten and bloody on my knees clutching nothing but a shittily-printed picture of gerard way in a skirt. losing you even just for a moment has changed me in ways I could never have imagined

#I swear the second magnus went on hiatus my brain snapped into hyperfocus gear and the mcr obsession fucking EXPLODED #it’s actually mad to think that it really hasn’t been long at all 😭 #both the hiatus and my time in the mcr fandom #fucking wild honestly both have felt like FOREVER in very different ways 😭💀 #the magnus protocol #tmagp #the magnus archives #tma #mcr #my chemical romance #my chem #my chemical fucking romance #gerard way #gee way

[whumblr]

Desperate

Tw: prepared for suicide

-

The door to their hiding place breached and Whumpee sprang up from a light sleep, scrambling through the darkened rooms of the abandoned house hoping to find somewhere to remain out of sight. Eyes darted about in a panic and they snatched the first available thing that resembled a weapon. A pair of scissors.

They slunk down in a far, dark corner of the room, scissors in hand. If they were spotted they could just-- they would have to--!

Fight? No. Weakened by days on the run, by hunger, by their injuries, they knew they didn't stand a chance.

They took a deep breath and opened the scissors, resting the blade against the side of their throat. They weren't going back. They weren't! They knew exactly what was waiting for them. And it was way worse than this.

Heavy footsteps echoed up through the stairwell, getting closer to the room.

Whumpee's gaze was determined, but their eyes were empty. As if they'd already taken that first step over the threshold and life merely clung to their body.

The door creaked open and beams of light entered the room, followed by two men, cautiously stepping around, whispering.

Whumpee slunk back into their corner, praying the flashlight would brush past them, that they would be one with darkness. They didn't make a sound, their breathing oddly calm, their eyes following the men around.

And one of them spotted them. They looked at each other for a second. And then he noticed the scissors against their throat.

"No, no, no, wait! Don’t! Don't!" the man shouted, waving his hands. He fell to his knees and held out a hand, as if they were a wild animal to be kept at bay. "Don't. Please," he said more calmly this time. "We're here to help."

A bit of life returned to their eyes. Hope mixed with a fair bit of suspicion, mingling in a blend of despair. They stared at the man, their hand trembling but tightening around the blade of the scissors. Blood trickled down over the palm of their hand but they barely felt it.

"Please," the man said again. His eyes widened, gaze following the drops of blood. He quickly glanced up again, looking Whumpee in the eyes, and shuffled a little closer, inch by inch, hand held out. "We're not here to hurt you."

Whumpee mewled, torn. The dull blade bit their skin. It hurt. It already hurt so bad. Fear held their hand back, not daring to press the blade deeper. Desperate hope filled their chest. Maybe... maybe they wouldn't have to do this?

"Please, your team is looking for you," the man said, nudging forward.

And Whumpee broke. Tears streamed down their face, dripping from their chin. Hope won. They shuffled over on their knees, dropped the scissors, and fell into the man’s arms. Hands wrapped around his neck, clawed in his shirt, and they sobbed against his shoulder.

"It’s okay," he shushed, brushing a hand over the back of their head. "It’s okay."

He waited patiently until the fingers clamped in his shirt relaxed, until the sobbing died down. Gently untangling himself from Whumpee's grip, he held them by the shoulders, nodded at them in question and held out a hand.

A trembling hand slid into his palm, accepting the offer, and he slowly pulled them up to their feet.

He smiled at them.

Then his hand was on their wrist and as they stood straight, he spun them around, forced their wrist halfway up their back. A metal click followed.

"Sucker," he chuckled.

The bright feeling of hope in their chest popped. It sank like lead into their stomach, transforming to an intense fear and Whumpee completely froze up.

The man caught them as their knees gave out. "Someone is willing to part with a lot of money to get you back. Alive."

-

General whump tag list: @firewheeesky @myfriendcallsmeasickwoman19 @whumpawink @painsandconfusion @whumpifi @auroragehenna

#whump #tw suicide mention #whump drabble #scared whumpee #angst #yoo I had a dream about this and it was wild #like wow brain that went dark...... hm let's write that down #failed escape #betrayal #recapture #my writing

[campingwiththecharmings]

it's been too long since i've sent something debilitatingly horny to you, so here:

edit: im sorry its so long and plot-y 😭 i've never written for poe and got too excited.

imagine being a first order commander in charge of coaxing information from poe dameron. the first batch of interrogators (a couple stormtroopers) couldn't get a thing out of him so you were called in as back up.

GIF by antagonistenthusiast

you've had a few interactions with poe (as you're both renowned pilots), but you've never actually seen his face. you've only communicated through radios -- well, communicated is a strong word, you've taunted and growled at each other from a distance...

needless to say, you were intrigued to finally meet this 'poe dameron' that you've been chasing around since you became a flight officer.

you're shocked when you see him, not because he's battered and barely conscious, but because he's prettier than you expected.

GIF by one-blog-to-whump-them-all

of course, he's fucking pretty. he's the resistance's flyboy, the general's favorite, complete with a cut jawline, pouty lips and perfect curls.

it enrages you.

long dark lashes frame half-lidded eyes as you approach him. his body is strapped tight to a chair, but he doesn't seem bothered by it. he's so unbothered, in fact, that he immediately greets you with one of his annoying quips:

"you the good cop?" you're sure it would've sounded better if his voice wasn't so hoarse and broken -- not that you didn't enjoy that sound. there's something about a ruined man that immediately sparks a flame inside of you.

"no, they were the good cops." you refer to the storm troopers that left him this way. "i'm the bad cop, and i like to do things a bit differently..."

you can see it on his face: he recognizes you, or your voice, but he doesn't know from where.

"can't fly away anymore, can you, dameron?"

it finally dawns on him, "you." he almost looks...happy about the revelation.

"yeah, me." his stare is intense and interested, and he's not trying to hide it at all.

cocky bastard.

"y'now i didn't expect such a bea--"

you roll your eyes, "ok, let's stop with all this chatter."

there's a piece of paper sticking out of the breast pocket of his leather jacket, folded several times to fit securely in the space.

"you got something for me?" you coo, voice sickly sweet all of the sudden.

you reach out, gliding your hand from his shoulder to his chest, feeling the smooth leather rise and lower under your fingers as he starts to breathe harder. he pushes against your touch like he's touch deprived, like he's been waiting for this moment all his life.

oh, he's easy.

you snicker as you pluck the paper out, taking a second to wag it tauntingly in front of his face.

"what're you...HEY! THAT'S MINE."

bingo

you open it up, satisfied by how fluidly this interrogation is going. once you deliver this to ren, you're sure to get a promotion.

when you see what's inside, you glower: it's just a worn photo of some BB-droid.

"really?" you give him an unimpressed look. "what, is this your pet or something?"

"he's my driod! my little buddy!"

"ok...so we'll do this the hard way."

---

it starts with pain, but it never seems to be enough. he's -- laughing! he's taunting you, groaning out "is that all you got" or whispering a hoarse "i could do this all day".

you realize you're methods will have to be a bit...unconventional to get your point across. you saw how he reacted to your touch, how he looks at you, even when you're punching him in the face.

you know what you need to do, you're just not sure that you could take it.

GIF by joker1315

you take the step -- blurring the line between pain and pleasure.

it's for the first order, you tell yourself, but you're enjoying it.

you're breathing almost as hard as he is -- you need it just as much as he does.

you've been edging him about an hour now. he whines when you slow your hand again, leaving him right at the brink of release. metal clangs and groans as he pulls against his restraints.

"please, please, please..."

"you know what i need." you squeeze him, not tightly, but just enough to drive him wild. "just one word -- the planet -- and i'll give it to you. i'll let you cum all over yourself."

"c-can't."

"can't? or won't?" you swipe your thumb over his leaking tip. he's literally pulsing in your hold.

"fuck!" he yells out a name, one you immediately memorize, desperate voice and all.

;dlfsl;dfgk oh oh oh ohhhhhhh my goddddddddddddd

no but like, the fact that poe was also kind of into the whole thing though?? him arching into your touch, shooting you heated glances even when you're torturing him, like he likes being at your mercy?????? please send help 🫠🫠🫠

(**WARNING: here there be smut and it could potentially be considered dub-con so read at your own risk**)

if you thought he was pretty before, it's nothing compared to how he looks when he comes--his jaw slack, head thrown back, baring his glorious neck (a neck you just wanna bite), his sweaty curls deliciously mussed, eyes closed in ecstasy as he makes a mess of himself and your hand.

heavenly, you think. the sight is heavenly.

unable to resist, you kiss him softly, so contradictory to the rough way you'd been handling him. he sighs, sagging against his restraints as he kisses you back, his breath fanning across your cheek. you tell him he's a good boy when you pull away and he whines, trying to follow your lips, his mouth gaping, pupils blown wide with lust. he's so drunk on you, on the pleasure you've given him, he'd probably give you whatever you wanted right now; the knowledge fills you with glee. you smile, running a hand down his chest before tucking him back in his trousers.

he comes back to himself when you move to leave, his eyes growing a little harder, jaw clenching as you tell him that you look forward to working with him again.

unfortunately, ren isn't around for you to give him the intel poe gave you, so you hold onto it, intent on telling him when he returns. that night though, you can't sleep, can't stop thinking about poe's breathy whines and whimpers and how pretty he looked begging you to let him come. it's all you can think about, the urge to go to him so strong. so you go, shooing the guards from his cell and going inside. he's asleep, still tied up but removed from the rack he'd been on earlier, bloodied and bruised and beautiful. you allow yourself a moment to study him, eyes tracing the curve of his jaw, of his brow, his nose.

then you take him in your hand, squeezing and stroking, his pretty little noises going straight to your core. you want him, you realize, want to claim him, want to make him yours. the urge is so strong it makes you a little angry--that he could have so much power over you in this state is...well, it's unacceptable.

maybe you just need to fuck him, you reason, to get it out of your system. so you do, straddling him and sheathing his hardness inside your warm, wet cunt. he sounds (and looks) even prettier like this, beneath you, his moans breathy, breathing ragged as you ride him. he feels so good inside you, the stretch of his cock scratching an itch you didn't even realize you had. he watches at you with wide, attentive eyes, hips pushing up to meet yours as you impale yourself on him again and again.

you see stars when you come, cunt clenching around his cock as you throw your head back with a strangled moan. he's still hard and inside you when you come down, his ragged breaths reaching your ears. the look in his eyes is almost reverent when you meet them, and when he begs you to let him come inside you, a little piece of your heart crumbles.

you leave his cell, swearing to yourself that you'll never do it again, that you'll tell ren what you've learned and that dameron will be executed and it'll all be done.

but you don't. can't.

you keep the information you learned to yourself so your trysts with him can continue. every day you go to his cell, send away the guards, and fuck him. you start to look forward to it, to seeing him, to being with him. he starts begging you to let him touch you, and one day you cave and allow it. you groan when he cups your breast, arching into his touch as you bounce slowly on his cock. then his hand falls to your hip, his fingers dig into your skin, and a part of you hopes he'll leave behind bruises. when his thumb finds your clit, he circles the bud, groaning as you gasp, cunt fluttering around him. he whispers something as you fall apart, and it isn't until later that you realize...he'd called you beautiful.

(lmaooooooooooo many, many apologies for going overboard with this, i love me a subby man, especially when that man is poe dameron, hnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnng)

#poe dameron x reader #poe dameron x you #poe dameron smut #em tag #i have a poe dameron problem #in case that wasn't obvious #thanks for sending this my brain went wild over it as you can see #please feel free to add some more if you want 🤭🤭🤭 #also sorry for adding feels at the end i have a tendency to do that lmao #ALSO please consider writing for poe! the world needs more poe!

[teartra]

When Auguste asked Roderick if Madeline was really dead, my brain instantly went like “that’s The Fall of the House of Usher we know and love”

#i could make the whole essay about this movie and the book #my edgar allan poe brain went wild during the series #C. Auguste Dupin #roderick usher #madeline usher #the fall of the house of usher #the fall of the house of usher spoilers #mike flanagan

[aquanutart]

I welcome our new toothpaste lords

#fire emblem #fire emblem engage #alear #toothpaste chan #fe engage #aquanutart #me @ myself: do not waste time drawing this. do not. do not #my brain: TOOTHPASTE CHAN TOOTHPASTE CHAN TOOTHPASTE CHAN #me: no it's gonna take all my free time this week #my brain: > obsessively look up all the alear fanart so far preventing you from doing anything else until you draw this /send command #me: NO SHUT UP *draws this* AAAAAARGHHHHHHHH #hi i love the new fe artstyle because i am in fact anime weeb trash #this is the first time i have ever been remotely interested in an fe avatar character #when i was a kid i liked red and blue together and i had ideas about split red/blue characters haha #i also love heterochromia. i love wild brightly colored things #if anything i wish the outfit went harder on the red/blue theme and maybe used it for accents more than the gold but it's okay #the game itself sounds like heroes but mainline i want to see more new characters #at the same time excited to see lyn and company in 3d.. damn the nostalgia is working #(this is supposed to look like an fe heroes attack come on they've had silly weapons before) #anyway congratulations botw2 on finally having a very dramatic title #also YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHH PIKMIN 4 I LOVE PIKMIN SO MUCH #i am probably not going to have time to play any of these

[quinnonimp]

lol the way qwilbur is treating qQuackity different to everyone else like cquackity treated cwil differently to everyone else

more specifically cq/qil treating the other as human, while everyone else viewed qQ/cwil as a threat

#its 4am this might be a shit lore take but swagever the little tntduoers on discord liked it enough for me to release it into the wild #this is in reference to a tweet someone i talk to on discord made #@vocabur btw #abt how q is so grieving and violent n everyone but qwil is scared of him #so my brain went ah yes parallels to ctntduo #even though i dont like referencing dsmp that much with qsmp since theyre seperate #let me just do this once #qsmp #tntduo #tumblrimp

[lotsa-cats-in-a-trenchcoat]

Obligatory 4 am (it's 2 am but whatever) Outer Wilds ramble

The thing about this game is that it suddenly makes life worth living without explanation. Every time I play it I'm suddenly filled with curiosity about the world around me.

After I finished the base game I went out to long walks through the woods, I picked up an interest in the plants I find and the birds I hear.

It really gives you this extraordinary feeling you've never felt before. It makes you feel so small but not in a negative way, but rather in a "The world around me is so vast and huge and intricate, and I'm experiencing all of it!" kinda way.

I dunno, I just love it. I love this game. And I hope that other people get to experience the same feeling with their own favourite games and movies and books :)

#Outer wilds #rambled eggs #woaaaghh!! emotions!! wow!! #this silly game really just went and altered the way my brain works forever huh

[just-an-enby-lemon]

The thing about "love is a sacrament that should be taken kneeling" is that it really doesn't fit marriage proposals because it is actually a sad and very catholic coded tbh sentence about humility and worthiness from someone who was at their lowest and it ressonates with me for the parts I agree but also for the parts that I don't and that make me think of an anxious teen on his knees doing one ot the most important rituals (the Confirmation) for a religion he doesn't really believe and that doesn't really accept or believe in him because he wants to make his mom proud and happy (De Profundis was hard for a lot of reasons but I was not expecting my catholic upbriging to be one of them).

The other thing about "love is a scrament that should be taken kneeling" is that everytime someone points out it's not actually about romance they complete it with "is tots about bjs" and like I can see why better than I can see romance but previous perfomance does not equal future results Wilde can write things that aren't puns nor inuendos (shocker I know). So it's not about blowjobs. But like if you want to use it as so, go wild, have fun. Just don't spread it as if it was intencional.

#i just remember that before even finding a tumblr post about it as a fun fact I jad read De Profundis #and this quote as one of the ones that if the book was mine not from the public library + #i would have marked with shit that ressonates with my religious trauma #and I agree that no one should be forced to love other people that u can't be a dick and expect love that humility matters #but i also don't feel like the whole the only ones worth of love are the ones that think they aren't is good or healthy #but is very very catholic #wilde goes latin and all on this part #de profundis #oscar wilde #i 100% made this post because i found an rqg meme about it but instead of going funny my brain went #hey remember the catholic guilt this part made you feel over thinking you deserve love #i do get where wilde is coming from tho #also just want to make it clear that de profundis is not a catholic nor christian book at all #is not even a book #it just has parts where Wilde dealing with his own thoughs on religion and they are rare but i felt them

[littletoya]

Another lil aki edit ❤️🥞

#got this idea from my good friend marmar (they posted the og image and my brain went wild LMAO) #maría.img #sfw agere #prsk agere #agere #fandom agere #age regression #agere edit #little akito

[synonymroll648]

fic where sokeefe is a thing and they’ve been together for a while, and sophie comes out to keefe as bisexual and he listens to her explain it and then he’s just like. wait wait wait. kissing the same gender counts? 

and she just looks at him and goes yeah? in a way someone would say duh? 

and he’s just like. trying to say something. multiple times. and his mouth won’t work. but eventually he settles on something like, hypothetically, would that mean if i- if a boy kissed their best friend that was also a boy at a party for a dare and liked it and tried to kiss him again multiple times after said party, that would count?

and she blinks at him in this way that says what the actual fuck and out loud says YEAH? 

and keefe just. puts his head in his hands and starts swearing for a solid minute. and afterward sophie’s like ‘can i please have the whole story this feels important and also insane’ so he’s like ‘yeah basically it started w/ this dare at our level three midterm party...’ and he explains everything. and then it just turns into simping for fitz vacker hours because neither of them had fully gotten over him, apparently 

(bonus points if they go ‘hey do you wanna shoot our shots w/ fitz respectively and root for each other?’ / ‘holy shit yes please’ and sokeefitz is a thing by the end of the fic)

#it is 1:42am #well now 1:43 but fuck time #i have had this fic idea rotating in my brain for MONTHS #literally since unlocked came out #i took my og fix-it fic idea and went 'aight established sokeefe it is' and that ended up making the fic better #kotlc #keeper of the lost cities #sokeefe #keefitz #sokeefitz #i could tag sophitz but that's minor here #kotlc fic idea #sophie foster #keefe sencen #fitz vacker #read a fic where keefe and fitz used kisses as currency and my brain ran WILD

[notbecauseofvictories]

I already knew that there were a handful of coyotes haunting my favorite local cemetery, what I did not know is that I love them.

#I now understand why ancient humans took one look at wolves and went ''....these bitey bastards are friend-shaped'' #and immediately began plotting several thousand years' worth of cunning sallies intended to win them over #because even though I have a healthy respect for wild animals and was not getting any closer to this guy #my brain was screaming FRIEND??? FRIEND???!?!!? #wherever there is light #celestial emporium of benevolent knowledge

[xxcherrycherixx]

" Blondie believes that she will never fit in. she's no social outcast or anything- but when she compares herself to her friends and classmates she begins to feel like a puzzle piece trying to fit into a jenga tower. so she squeezes and bends and rips herself to fit into any tiny crack she can, she desperately curates a perfect persona hiding everything that doesn't fit the mold she has created for herself.

after a drop in her mental health she starts wandering the forests behind her home at night, she knows its risky to go out so late and especially to a place so dangerous- but that's the point. she would never admit this morbid intention, admitting that's what she's doing is something she never wants to do. shes not that kind of person, she doesn't have those kinds of issues- instead she pretends she just wants to feel the cold breeze on her skin, or admire the peaceful quiet the night brings.

on one of these dark nights she finds a girl, she lay bare and unconscious on the ground, her shallow breathing being the only indication she's even alive. blondie quickly wakes the girl, she's heard the dark news stories of young women who get taken to private locations, assaulted and left for dead by their attackers. when the girl comes to, she looks at blondie with confusion. "can you hear me? are you alright? do you need medical attention?" blondie asks, the girl squints "i can hear you, im fine"

"are you sure? you're laying in the forest naked." the girl looks down at herself and around before letting out a hum " do you know how to get to-" her brows furrow "i need to go back to-" a look of distress washes over her. Blondie raises a brow at the weird behavior "i don't think you're fine, did you bash your head or something?" the girl looks to her with tears in her eyes "i cant remember my home, i don't remember who i am or how i got here" "

During a bout of severe depression, Blondie discovers a strange girl in the forest who claims to have lost her memory. the two team up to try to recover the lost memories and help the lost girl get home, but as they search for any clues, the two grow close. blondie learns to see both life and herself in a different way.

meanwhile as they delve deeper into the mystery things only become more strange, with nonexistent answers and constant dead ends, the lost girl starts to worry she may never know the truth or return home.

#ever after high #c.a cupid #blondie lockes #heartlockes #there will never be a completed fic for this lmao #i wanted it to come off like a movie poster?? idk if i achieved that #this is the closest to nudity you will ever see babes #tw depression #tw implied suicidal tendencies #tw implied self harm #using both just to be safe / blondie baby has some issues #tw SA mention #its only blondie thinking that's what has happened/ but shes wrong #part of me wants to write some of the ideas i had for this like my brain went wild coming up with this plot #i have so many isssues with writing tho/ there's like 3 fics i haven't worked on in like a month #im only good at smut oneshots tbh/ thats the only shit i have ever been able to complete #my art

[unexpectedstormy]

If you want, something for Recharge?

I was so surprised to find that I've actually written 2k more words on it for the next chapter. I don't remember doing that. Awesome! It wrote itself! Anyways, here's a little bit for it:

******

Wild lay pale and still, covered in blankets, and with his feet propped up on someone’s rather full laundry bag. Hyrule fretted nearby, digging through his own bag and pulling out yet another blanket though pitifully thin and draped it over his prone friend. “Hyrule, it’s fine,” Warriors said. “Wild doesn’t need any more blankets. We don’t want to overheat him.” “But… he’s so cold. His hands are so cold,” Hyrule said squeezing Wild’s hand. “If his hands are cold then put them under the blankets.” “Come here, there’s nothing more to be done for him,” Twilight said and motioned Hyrule to come take a seat next to him. Hyrule reluctant tucked Wild’s hand away under the covers and came over and sat down next to Twilight. “Okay, I think it’s time we address the dragon in the room,” Legend said. “The Master Sword broke. What does that mean for the rest of us? And is that what caused Wild to… be in the state that he’s in?” “No, the two things can’t be related,” Sky said quickly. “Fi would never hurt someone like that.” “We can’t discount the possibility so quickly,” Time said. “It is a little too coincidental in my opinion.”

#this is The Fic #the one that has gotten me the most negative comments #so I shut off comments and put this fic at the very bottom of my fic writing priority list #I have no idea when I'll get to it #but here's a little something to tide you over for a little while #recharge #stormy writes #stormy procrastinates schoolwork #on the plus side my headache and brain fog went away :D #an unexpected ask #blue my beloved #lu wild #he nappin'