Time knew he would never be able to understand all the new-fangled sayings and things that the youth said nowadays; especially given how much time he spent around the other Links without picking up a single term.
It came with being older in age (and era), he knew that. He could easily accept it because there was no shame.
He just can't help but wonder how you managed to keep up with the younger members. You were so close in age, and yet you had a much easier time understanding them.
(Were you his? From what he understood, you came from similar times.)
(He prays you are.)
Four and Sky, despite being “older,” even knew what words the younger generations used in their day-to-day lives.
“You're troubled.”
Time allows his eyes to wander from the conversing group that settled around the fire to his side. He was more than out of the way from the others, resting his aching back against a tree.
“What’s wrong?”
He shakes his head, letting his gaze move elsewhere so as to not let his hesitance show. “I’m fine. Your eyes deceive you.”
“My eyes deceive me?” Rather than offense, your voice mocked his own in amusement. “I’d be a fool to not see you sulk in this corner by your lonesome. I’ll ask again;” you hum, taking his hand into yours. “What troubles you?”
Time makes a vague gesture to the gossiping group, the tales of Wild’s experiences days after he woke up from his century-long sleep transitioning into Wind’s carefully spun stories of the seas to impress his older brothers.
“Their language is lost on me.”
“Lost on you?”
“Aye,” Time groans.
The laugh that bubbles out from your throat; Time has known (his) you long enough to know which ones you're able to hold back and which ones you can't.
He knows this is one of those laughs you can't stifle.
Time’s lungs clear at the sound. Whatever smoke and fog that previously cluttered them instantly dissipates into the air he breathed, the (not so) subtle of his brows undoing itself the few seconds it went on.
“They're not having an easy time either, you know,” you say.
The comment makes Time huff, his spine curling under the heavy weight of his armor when his muscles relax. “I know.” The leather and metal of his gauntlets creak around his fingers uncomfortably when he cracks his knuckles. “I know,” he reiterates.
“It’s always aye with you. Yes sir, no boy— you’re so formal.” Despite the discomfort of it, you lean onto his arm. “The only ones not intimidated by it are Twilight and Hyrule. Relax.”
“I am relaxed.”
Time ignores the way you stare down at the armor he wore.
The phantom warmth he felt emanating from your body leaves when you stand. He wants to reach out and bring you back beside him, but he doesn't believe he should be selfish when he looked so rigid and was seated so close to the others.
The desire grows when you stretch an arm behind his head and cup your hand around the back of his head, fingers scratching his scalp. His body feels akin to an open flame with you pull him forward and press a kiss to his forehead.
“Take your armor off and join us. Tell us that story of your ex-fiancée, yeah?”
Time is ashamed of how quickly he sheds his metal outer-casing, but he does as told like a dog receiving a bone.
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washed & dried my sheets and put the sheet on yhe matress and done the pillowcases but ive left the duvet cover for hours and hours i hateee putting the duvet cover on. but it has to be done -_-
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Me: i should be writing.
Me 5 minutes later: im planning out the class sechedule for my college au because how am i going to be consistent if i dont i know which class hes in.
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maybe it's because i almost exclusively stick to mlandersen0 which has a tiny fanbase, but i don't personally get when people say the slenderverse fandom sucks. the vast majority of people i've met here have been cool and respectful of others, even if they don't agree with each other on everything. we don't have to! slenderverse has always been fun to interpret differently, and it was an even bigger feature of the fandom a few years ago. of course we disagree and even bicker about it sometimes (i am no exception), but it's a matter of opinion and it's all in good fun. of course there's exceptions, shitty people and actions do exist here and there's nothing wrong with talking about it, but it's more of a bug than a feature for me.
this ties into how i get frustrated over people mindlessly attacking the kids in the fandom for being "the problem," as if a bunch of the adults here weren't young teens when they first showed up here as a fan. kids have always been "cringe," and made shipping content, and AUs, and self inserts. believe it or not, but a lot of adults like stuff like that too! you are on tumblr in a fandom space, after all. i thought we agreed being a jerk to people over harmless things is unnecessary and rude. and like, not to be a dick, but.... if this is how you treat community spaces, is it really any wonder you're not having fun?
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