where are the jobs for useless people who can't handle anything at all
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Golden.
A moment of reprieve for Danny amidst the chaos of his half life. Was listening to Philadelphia by Alt-J on repeat and wanted to finish this vibey Danny in his room, and I finally did
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safalin being mixed/having family from a Spanish speaking place is so fun to me because imagine right. Ranger calls her “tia” and she’s like ouhhh….. he called me his aunt….:) but then realizing oh wait thats my fucking floormaster name. Nevermind.
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“Hey, Jimmy,”
“Mhm?”
“Not to overuse a metaphor, but, do you think the canary ever missed the sky?”
Tango could feel Jimmy’s gaze on him. “What do you mean?”
“You know. The canary in the coal mine. Did y... did it miss the sky? Does it remember it?”
Tango imagined Jimmy shifting his wings, head quirked staring at the sky. “Depends, I guess, like if it was born down there or not. Or hatched, or whatever.”
“Do birds have like an instinct or something for the sky?”
Jimmy made a sound as if shrugging, and then seemed to remember he couldn’t be seen. “I dunno. I don’t think it particularly matters, if it’s being taken care of, y’know?”
“Did they take care of the canaries in mines back then?”
“Yeah, they obviously had to feed ‘em and stuff. But when the birds passed out from the lack of air or the gas or whatever the miners would like, resuscitate them.”
Tango smirked at the empty air. “Birdie CPR?”
He could feel Jimmy smiling back. “Something like that, I guess. But they did care about the birds.”
“’Cause the birds were the warning.” Tango nodded. “If they were gone, the miners wouldn’t know they were gonna die.”
“I mean, I imagine the miners probably enjoyed the company. I hope they did, anyways. It sounds nice.”
Tango pursed his lip. “Yeah, it’s a lot nicer having a little birdie with ya when you’re down in some dark stinky deadly death cave.”
Jimmy’s gaze was back on him now.
“...Of death.”
“You asked if the canary ever misses the sky.” Jimmy’s voice was soft. “Maybe it likes the coal mine, sometimes? The sky can be cold and open and lonely. Sure the mine is dark, but the canary has company. A warm home and a hand that feeds it.”
“Making the best of a bad situation.”
He could feel Jimmy’s frown. ”And I mean, if there’s a mine there’s probably like, gemstones and stuff. You don’t find that on the surface.”
“Unless it’s emeralds.”
Jimmy huffed at him, and Tango watched the players scurrying around in front of them.
“I think they’re digging our graves over there.”
“Looks pretty lame.”
Tango pictured Jimmy sneering at the little cobblestone tombstone the other players stood before, face all scrunched up. He laughed at the image. “Yeah, I don’t think they’re even making me one.”
They watched in silence as others scurried around them and the ship in the distance. There was some saying, or song lyrics or something, about ships and anchors.
“...Did the canary ever love the coal mine?”
Jimmy hummed. “Well, I certainly tried.”
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Wasn’t going post this but the people demanded it, so here is my loz centaur!Link AU. I imagine that he had a bad run in with the horse god and ended up like this
Also Zelda and Purah are def too interested in researching his strange condition to recognize how uncomfortable it all makes him LOL the poor bastard
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rrrrgh there's no actual 100% correct way to describe the Chain's dynamic cuz they're not a properly ordered nuclear family they just sorta are. like Time just sorta keeps them all safe and he's a dad but he's not really cuz there's something else there and you could say ah yes they're brothers but there's something else so that's not right either idkkkkkkk it's just killing me rn cuz it makes perfect sense but there's no actual proper words in the english language to describe it brother isn't right and friends isn't enough, it's like they need each other like breathing and one of them is the ground and one is the sky above and one is nature and one is history and one is logic and one is the air and one is time and one is protection and one is the day/night cycle and they need to be all together because they create their own little bubble of existence that just works somehow. how do you describe that? what word is there to describe this type of found family?
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