#link x gn reader

[soft-girl-musings]

Cry (MK Spring Bingo #1)

Marc Spector x Reader

cross-posted to ao3

tags: panic/anxiety attacks, possibly inaccurate description of an emergency room visit (i don't remember the exact process i borrowed from my own experience bc i was sick… in the ER…), no use of y/n

wc: 1,356

fic summary: Three times Marc told you it was okay to cry, and one time you returned the favor.

A/N: Finally got around to writing something for someone besides jake lockley, bless. once again this is self-indulgent, but if anything hits home for you i'm glad <3 (based on Adam Melchor's "Cry" , which is the most marc-coded piece of music i've ever heard. in this essay i will)

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The first time came out of nowhere.

Nothing was wrong per se; no major injury or crisis had come up. All you knew was that you were frozen in the corner of your room, hot tears streaming down your face as your mind raced between a million different things.

“Sweetheart, have you seen my–” Marc’s request stopped the moment he saw you frozen in the darkened room, gripping the sleeves of your shirt as you bit your lip so hard you risked giving yourself another reason to cry.

“I just need a minute,” your voice came out trembling and heavy, as if too many syllables would cause the tears to fall with greater force. Not that you knew how to stop them, or how they even started.

Quick strides across the room brought Marc to your side. His warm hands wrapped around yours, cold and losing color from digging into your arms. 

Words were never his strong suit; Marc’s a man of few, usually letting his presence and actions suffice. So when faced with consoling you against some invisible threat, he could almost hear the sound of his own heart breaking in tandem with your staggered breath.

So he stood there. Until your fingers relaxed and entwined with his, he stood there until he could guide you to the floor. Arms wrapped around your shoulders, he cradled you as you continued to cry.

“This is so stupid,” you groaned as you wiped your face with your sleeve. “So fucking… ugh.”

“Hey,” he shushed you. “Not stupid. You’re feeling what you’re feeling.”

“But I don’t know why,” you choked out. It was hard enough being so distraught; not having a valid reason for it made everything hurt more.

“You don't have to justify it. Don't have to do anything but just… be here.” A hand to your temple eased your head against his chest. “I'm here, as long as you need me to be.”

This was all the permission you needed to let another rush of tears spill down your cheeks, soaking his shirt. He didn't mind.

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The second time was in the emergency room.

You'd never struggled to catch your breath like this before; a common cold turned south and triggered long-dormant childhood asthma, making your lungs betray the rest of your body. Marc drove you to the ER when your hollow coughing didn't let up for the third day in a row. Head spinning and chest aflame, you were rushed to the back as soon as Marc told them you couldn't breathe.

“You've got to breathe steady, honey.”

“I'm trying,” you muttered around the medicated tube in your mouth. It had to be almost 3 in the morning; your body ached like crazy and you didn't catch a word of what the nurse told you to do with your medication. All you knew was that you were cold, exhausted, and grateful to have Marc there to time your breathing.

But even with his hand holding yours, you still felt tears pricking the corners of your eyes. Every inhalation brought medicine to your airways, but the ragged sensation resonated through your chest and made your body ache more.

“I'm so tired,” you finally said around the device. With that, your tears fell faster than you could swipe at them. Your frown pushed the device from your mouth, but you didn't care.

Marc sprang up, catching the equipment when your grip faltered. He said nothing; instead, he climbed onto the bed with you, leaning your back against his chest and taking your hand in his once more, bringing the medication back to your lips. You let him bear your weight, immediate relief washing over you as he took over keeping the device steady with one hand and gently dabbing a tissue at your cheek with the other. 

“Nothing wrong with a few tears, honey. Means you’re alive.”

When you finally went home, the fire in your lungs extinguished, he held you again until you fell asleep.

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“.....The movie just started.”

(The third time was on the living room couch.)

You had finally talked Marc into watching La La Land with you (with the promise of his getting to choose the next movie night film, of course). You were barely 30 seconds into the opening number when you'd started crying, eyes glued to the screen as dozens of up-and-comers danced and sang about their dreams to make it in the industry.

“They haven't said anything.”

“They're saying everything.”

“He's dancing on a car.”

“Because he's excited!”

“Why did they stop traffic to dance?”

You didn't hear the rest of his quips, too engrossed in the scene. The colors, the music, and the highly impractical interstate  choreography had a way of getting to you ever since you first saw this movie. Meanwhile, Marc sat with his arms crossed and eyebrows knit together as he tried to follow along.

When you noticed his body language, you reached for the remote and paused the movie. “Do you… want to watch something else?”

Marc's face fell when he realized this new batch of tears wasn’t because of the movie, but because of him. The thought of making your cry hit like a punch to the gut.

He took the remote from you, moving closer to your side. “Nice try, but you're not getting out of it that easily. I need your commentary if I'm gonna keep up.” He hit play and choked down every criticism as he saw your face light up, tears of joy brimming during the remaining 2 hours of the film.

The next morning, while making breakfast, you could have sworn you heard Marc humming Another Day of Sun under his breath.

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As you'd grown closer, you began to know Marc as your rock, your steady landing place when you had thoughts and feelings too big to deal with on your own. He never had to say much to be there for you. He kept you tethered and together, happy to be of service no matter how ugly your hardships felt. 

It was only a matter of time before you saw a crack in his foundation.

You got home late one night, a thunderstorm hot on your heels. You had shrugged off your coat and shoes, calling out to Marc to see if he was home. No response.

You checked each room diligently, until you found him sitting on the corner of the bed.

“Marc?” You asked softly, walking toward him. You knelt in front of him, and the sight of his face twisted into an unfamiliar expression, a steady stream of tears spilling from his reddened eyes, was more than you could bear.

The first time came out of nowhere.

“Can you give me your hands, Marc?” He complied, his breath short and his eyes fixed on the storm pelting the window with sheet after sheet of rain. His vision darted between drops of water and streaks of lightning. The room shook with the echoes of thunder as the worst of the storm hit.

“Hey,” you urged him. “Just be here. With me.” Your thumb traced his wrist as you tried to stay calm.  “Can you breathe with me, Marc?” You sat up on your knees. He nodded, slowly but surely matching the pace of your breath. 

You didn't know what was on his mind, only that it was racing. You couldn't tell what had him so worked up, only that his breath escaped him even as you counted to ten again, and again, unrelenting in your focus on him. You had no idea what made your rock, your anchor, cry like this.

Maybe he'd tell you later; maybe it'd remain a mystery. None of that mattered in the moment. All that mattered was the rhythm of your breath as the rain let up; the way his tears drenched your sleeves when you dabbed at his flushed cheeks; the steady thrum of his heart as his body relaxed beside yours. All that mattered was how, with your chest pressed to his back as you lay on top of the bedspread, he let you hold him for a change.

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[dinkandballz]

NSFW

I wanna write something really filthy about Link rn 😮‍💨

Imagine being a Zora, swimming happily in a riverbank when you notice a short, blond Hylian

He gestures to you with his hands instead of speaking, but you can only decipher some signs

He’s trying to find an artefact, a glowing ball, and he seems so desperate

You shake your head and explain that you have no clue where this artefact may be, and Link sighs, visibly tired after a long day of searching

So you ask him to join you for a quick swim to ease his mind

He strips naked right in front of you, careless as he knows Zora don’t wear anything aside from jewellery

But you’re fascinated by his anatomy immediately

A little nub peaks out between his legs, limp but noticeable with its dark pink colouration

He dips under the water and you loose sight of the fascinating nub, but you decide to ask about it regardless

Link’s face and ears heat with redness

He signs you something similar to ‘penis’, so you just nod and ask if you can have a closer look

He sits on the riverbank lazily, his legs spread wide as your webbed fingers spread his folds apart

A drop of tacky wetness drips from his hole, and you watch curiously

You ask if you can stick your tongue in his hole and he nods vigorously

He tastes so good

You lick and swallow and explore until your tongue feels numb and Link’s legs can’t stop shaking, squeezing around your head tightly to keep you close

Once you finally pull away, he tells you he came twice and you grin proudly at that

You may not know a lot about Hylian anatomy, but you’re more than willing to learn from this little Link

#link x reader #trans link #dom top reader #bottom character #trans character written by trans writer #dom reader #top reader #dom gn reader #top gn reader #gn reader #gender neutral reader #bottom link #sub link #sub bottom link #totk link #botw link #zora reader #monster reader

[the-moon-files]

So I have tried to request this prompt from someone else but I don't think their blog is that active anymore. If your willing I'd love to request the following.

Prompt: Reader is bisexual and gender neutral.

Reader is considered fairly attractive and gets flirted with pretty often by basically whoever gender wise. And maybe reader and Zelda even end up flirting a little bit. Reader would have a similar lackadaisical flirty personality as Warriors has.

I wanted to see how each of The Chain would react to this with the context of them having secret feelings for the reader.

2nd official request, woo look at me go 🏃💨

Sun: Gender-neutral Reader (”you”/they/them)

Orbit: Headcanons-ish

Stars: Zelda (Assuming they meant BOTW), + the classic Chain of Links <3

Comets & Meteors: Content Warnings: mild cussing, mild typical loz violence, Mildly Suggestive, & Trigger Warnings: none known.

Please comment if I missed any. /gen

so i like to think that modern flirting is radically different than their medieval flirting,

like mayyybbeee Wild can handle it, but even then, they have royalty/knights still, so hes still gettin flustered lol

and i like to think u learned that difference the first time Wars complimented ur new/strange modern fit, and u returned the energy?? except 10x stronger (to them)??

youve played the player, and beat him at his own game, the Captain of the knights is sputtering and shit LMAO

(he said smth like, “their beauty is god-like in this otherworldly clothing“ and YOU said smth like he’d “thank you, youd look better in my bed than in armor 👉 😎 👉 ” lmao)

funniest part is, bc its so natural, i can see u immediately shooting off smth and forgetting it instantly, much to the Links collective shock 😭

u go to towns and notice theres always 1 hero around to steer u away from shopkeepers, townsppl, etc so u wont flirt w/them LMAO

(when u finally notice, u just, “ohh i get it now, so im only allowed to flirt with someone named Link, ohhh, okayy” and they just, “NO we didnt say that-!” “No its just their bold flirtations are not for the weak of heart-!” “Yes.” “CAPTAIN-”)

the only one who they cant steer u away from is Zelda.

afterall, they kinda have to inform the Princess/now Queen of the kingdom, whats going on w/them traveling with Link (Wild) around time and space

the sheikah tablet had been disconnecting + reconnecting to Purah’s both fascination and worry

so as theyre invited to eat dinner and explain in the rebuilding castle, everyone’s absorbed in shadow talk or smth, and u can see Zelda’s struggling to follow along, u just casually bring it back to her, as she’s also trying to write notes and theyve moved on too quickly w/o her

“wowww, all these men and not a single one’s gonna offer the lady any, ‘hi, hello, how is the most beautiful girl in the world today?’ “

and the gapingggg from the links shut them right up, while Zelda goes all pink and coughs, and agrees that they should move on to more chill topics lol

and u can crack anybody tbh, Zelda giggles at ur compliments all the time, even in work mode, u can deffo get Wars to blush to his ears, and even Time to look away first in a flirty + staring contest lol

Legend might actually put his hands up like he’s prepared to fight u anytime u try to flirt at him when its just you two, before he realizes what hes doing and stops LMAO

oh and u absolutely get a lot of mileage out of that one lol

the best reactions have gotta be, in order of most to least extreme: Hyrule, Sky, Wild, Four, Legend, Twilight, Wars, Time

Rulie, Sky, Wild and Four fall into that classic, shocked-heart-eyes, full blush up to their pointy ears, etc category when u get them,

they are also very easy to get lmao

Four is the best at recovery, or ducking away, but if its the Colors, its this type of obvious lol, w/the obvious ones like Red and Blue, Green takes a little more to break, and tbh Vio could go toe-to-toe w/u better than Wars tbh before he crumbles under the pressure lol

Legend, Twi, Wars, and Time faces may not change a lot, bc theyre trying to save it lmao, but the way their cheeks go pink and ears twitch is how u know ur gettting to them (along w/legend’s defensive reaction to getting cornered LMAO)

Twi has caved and covered his face w/his hands before lmao

one day youll get Time to break more than an ear twitch, and looking away, One Day.

(Wind is in fact, having the time of his life, watching you absolutely hilariously wreck these otherwise v serious heroes, hes glad u got them to finally relax a little, but also its hilarious seeing Wars and Legend red faces, and occasionally stealing Wild’s tablet to take funny pics of them all to blackmail later lol)

☆

idk how good that was, as im kinda bust at flirty banter between characters, so i hope this suffices ur need to flirt w/everyone lol

also i feel i should apologize for not rlly including pronouns? it just kinda comes w/writing reader stories to put them in 2nd person to both make intimacy for readers w/their little avatar im controlling for them, and to purposefully remove the need for gendered pronouns :/

so im sorry i couldnt quite figure out how to make it where “they/them” got used much, i promise i love all pronouns, its just a skill issue tbh lmao

btw

send any prayers, blessings, or good vibes u got my way tomorrow bc im getting wisdom teeth surgery and i am intimidated✨

ill post more asks (i have multiple asks!! <33) after im lying in bed lamenting my painful fate,

mostly just worried ill react badly to the drugs, also the idea of being knocked out during surgery is a little scary so what can i say

have a great weekend guys!! thanks for reading if u did :)

Peace out,

🌙

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[frickingnerd]

being link's travel companion

pairing: link x gn!reader

tags: wholesome fluff, implied crush

both you and link had been traveling on your own, before the two of you even met for the first time

one evening, link joined you by your campfire as you rested for the night and the two of you realized you were both traveling hyrule on your own

so, you decided to team up! 

with no concrete destination, your goal was to see as much as you could together! 

during your trips, you often came across enemies or had to hunt for food and link always admired your strength and courage

you were often the one leading the expeditions and walking ahead to clear an area, despite link being plenty capable himself

link genuinely admired you, thinking he had found an equal in you – or maybe even someone who outshined him! 

though one night by the campfire, the two of you were talking and you ended up confessing to link that you weren't as brave as he thought you were

you only pretended to be fearless, hoping that one day you really wouldn't fear anything anymore… 

despite that confession of yours, link refused to change his mind about you! 

doing the things you fear was the definition of being brave! 

if anything, he only admired and loved you more now…

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[yourlocallygrowngay]

Kiss of Purple, Blue and Green

Summary: After a drunken night together, Arthur sees a love bite on your neck and mistakens it for a bruise.

Warnings: bit of angst and a whole lot of fluff, suggestive themes

Word count: 2,361

Ask and you shall receive. Here's a one shot of the scenario I posted a few days ago ;)

Check this out on A03: https://archiveofourown.org/works/54854827

Last night was still a bit of a blur, pieces of it manifesting disorderly, like trying to fit puzzle pieces into the wrong spots. All you knew for certain was two things: the pounding headache that was making you wince at each sound, and… that you and Arthur Morgan had been up to no good.

You shivered in the cold morning air, pulling the blanket over your trembling shoulders as you sat down in front of the last embers of the campfire, a steaming cup of coffee in your hands to warm you up. You could tell the sweet nectar was doing its job, as you were feeling more awake already. You thanked the Lord for coffee.

But you cursed him out the very next second, because you felt someone sitting next to you and you froze, your entire body stiffening. It wasn’t nice company.

“Hello there, cowpoke!” The mustached man roared, sending a wave of pain directly to your already aching temples.

“Micah… not now” you begged, features scrunched up in pain. Turning away from him, you downed the rest of the coffee in silence.

But you knew Micah. He wasn’t resisting the opportunity to have his fun with you in one of your rare vulnerable moments. He spun you around rudely, and grinned under his blonde stache when you recoiled and slapped his filthy hands away.

“Geez, does the liquor at least make you gentler? I’d have to ask Mr. Morgan about that!” he sneered loudly, prompting you to look around, alarmed.

“What do you want?” you hissed, moving in closer to shush him. Micah’s expression relaxed.

“Me? Oh, nothing, nothing at all!” he got up and paced in front of you, grabbing his belt. “If you want the whole camp knowing what you got up to, that is.”

His stupid, cocky smile made you want to punch it off his face, but you tried to keep your composure. Micah was Dutch’s second in command now, you didn’t think it smart to attack him like that. Inside, anger was boiling in your chest, filling your gaze with venom. The mere thought of him knowing what you did (something that was nebulous even to you, and so very private) made your skin crawl. Was he in Valentine too yesterday? Did he spy on y’all?

The man approached you, lowering his voice condescendingly. This would stay between the two of you, if… you did something for him. You were sitting there, trying to interpret his ominous request, you heart beating steadily faster as you felt cornered by this damned fool.

“What is it?” you sighed, wondering if being blackmailed by Micah was worth it, if it meant your foolish actions remained concealed.

This time, he got so close you could feel his foul breath on your nose. You grimaced and tried to suppress a gag. Man, he was disgusting, both inside and out. He cupped your chin, squeezing it firmly. He had just parted his lips to speak when you heard loud, thundering footsteps get closer and closer to your position. Next thing you knew, Micah was tumbling backwards, narrowly avoiding the campfire.

“DON’TCHA DARE TOUCH ‘EM, YOU PIECE OF SHIT!”

You tilted your head upwards in shock. There he was, the man you spent the night with; Arthur Morgan, a man you knew for years and who you never saw lose his temper was there, fists clenched and a murderous rage obscuring his usually sweet blue eyes. A man you had witnessed murder, steal and intimidate, yet his violence always felt calculated, measured in a way, but not this time.

And it was gone in seconds. He turned to you, his fury fizzled away into a worried expression as he asked you if you were okay. You nodded, dazed, still processing what had happened.

You both glanced at Micah, who was still trying to regain his balance after the fall, wiping away the mud and grass from his pants. His expression was his usual, douchy one, but you saw the genuine panic and the fear in his eyes when he was on the ground: he was scared of Arthur. It was clear as day, from the way he kept a safe distance from the both of you, his wounded ego showing. Arthur put on his intimidating gaze and scowled at him until he disappeared into his tent.

“So, what did the bastar-“ he interrupted himself, noticing something on your neck. There it was again, the rage. You saw his face become completely red with anger as he gently hovered his fingers on your bruise, the contrast between the two baffling. You tried to think of some words to defuse him, but before you had a chance to say anything, he shot up and started yelling at the whole camp.

“Okay, which one of ya bastards did this?! Jus’ lemme find out…” Arthur snarled, quite literally growling the threat like a rabid animal. He frantically looked around for the culprit, only finding tired eyes and people still in their night clothes blinking at him, incredulous and concerned at his unusual display of anger.

“Arthur…” you tried to get his attention, but his mind was miles away from you. He wanted justice for whoever dared to put their filthy hands on your precious skin. He was pacing menacingly, glaring at the other men in the gang.

“Come out, ya goddamn coward!!” he shouted, spelling the word “goddamn” even more harshly and slowly than usual. Boy, was he angry… he was starting to scare you, too. You sat there, frozen, pondering what to do.

Javier, Sean and Bill exchanged confused looks, standing each in front of their tents. Sean was the only one who darted a look at you, and you widened your eyes at him, shaking your head in disbelief. But Arthur interpreted that differently and marched towards the Irishman threateningly.

“I’m watching you, boah” he threatened, but Sean was difficult to intimidate, and kept that dumb smirk on his face. The older man grabbed him by the collar of his shirt, but Sean assured him he didn’t know what he was talking about.

“Leave the boy alone, Arthur” Javier intervened in his usual pacifying tone. “Besides, wasn’t you out with them last night?”

Arthur kept his grip on Sean, but his expression softened a bit, his scrunched eyebrows trying to remember the events of last night. Little by little, it came back to him: you had been out on a mission, robbing a stagecoach, and then… he vaguely recalled stopping at the saloon in Valentine.

He let go of the kid and you sighed in relief. You approached him, grabbed his arm and walked him to the edge of camp, where you two could have a private conversation.

You thought you were hiding it well, but Arthur still noticed the fright in your eyes. He realized he had gone too far.

“I’m so sorry I scared ya, darlin’…” he apologized, his tone softer than you’ve ever heard it, his eyes firmly on his feet. “That was way outta line… it’s jus’…” he gestured aimlessly, struggling to find the words. 

You took one of his hands in yours, gently kissing his bruised knuckles. You got was he was trying to say. When it came to you, all rationality went out of the window. He was sweet on you for a while now, and he was incredibly protective… this was just the first time you’d seen his feelings in action.

“I know. If someone hurt you, I’d probably do the same” you said gently, and his face relaxed into a smile.

You pointed at your neck, smiling in amusement. “This, however? All you.” you laughed, and then cracked up some more at Arthur’s sheer panic.

“Did… did I hurtcha?!” he gasped. He couldn’t stand the idea, not even for a second. It would destroy him if it was true. He’d never forgive himself.

“No, you fool!” you elbowed him in his ribs and explained that that was no bruise. It was a love bite.

“A… what?” he repeated, blinking rapidly. He never heard of such thing. You tried to explain that when he kissed your neck, he did it so… fervently, that he left a small mark just under your jawbone.

“Oh.” His cheeks lit up in a bright, tomato red and his pupils dilated in realization. You two kissed last night? He was starting to remember now…

The stagecoach robbing went exactly as planned. Of course it did: you and Arthur were a great team, excellent criminal minds that foresee every possible outcome and handle everything expertly. You made off with quite a lot of money and jewelry, so you both decided to celebrate the successful heist with a few drinks in Valentine.

“Just a couple, we still have to go back to camp to deposit the loot” you reminded your partner, putting a coin on the counter and gesturing towards the bartender.

“Of course, no crazy business tonight” the cowboy promised, downing his first shot.

Of course, you were both full of shit. The drinks kept coming, and coming, and coming, until the next thing you remember was you waking up in Arthur’s tent, his arms wrapped around you.

And there was a room… it had a bed, so maybe it was at the saloon?

“Did… did we share a room at the saloon?!” you asked Arthur, alarmed. He was staring straight ahead, hand on his chin, as the scene revealed itself to him.

He saw your exposed neck, head tilted backwards into the pillow as he peppered kisses all over your collarbone and chest, stopping at the edge of your jawline to suck on the tender skin that bruised so quickly, so easily. He heard your moans and his name repeated over and over in delight, as you went deeper and deeper, the friction of skin against skin delicious and exasperating at the same time.

He felt breathless now, his face burning unbearably in what? Arousal? Shame? Maybe both. He didn’t dare to look you in the eye, but seeing him that flustered was enough to prove to you what had happened. You did drunkenly sleep together in that room in Smithfield’s saloon. Some recollections came back to you, making your stomach flutter and your abdomen warm with desire. You saw Arthur in his entirety, remembering his touch on your bare skin, his tongue on your neck and chest, the hair a tangled mess that covered his face. His figure revealed itself in all its vulnerability, the mask of tough outlaw crumbling to reveal a tender, passionate lover that, even in his inebriated state, made sure to put your pleasure first. You silently watched him now, trying to piece together the two sides of him: the side that you always knew, and the new one that opened up to you last night.

Arthur looked back at you, interpreting your surprise as hesitation.

“You regret that, don’tcha?” he asked, an almost imperceptible note of sadness in his tone. “I do too, in a way.”

You were not sure whether to take that as an insult. “What do you mean?”

Arthur walked towards you, taking your hands in his. He lowered his voice into a whisper that covered you in goosebumps. His expression was hard to interpret.

“I regret not making our first time special.” He rubbed his thumb on your hand lovingly, smiling at you. There they were, the eyes you always knew, those breathtaking blues you would lose yourself in every day.

You tucked a hair strand behind his ear and lingered there, caressing his scruffy cheek. Arthur leaned right into your hand, melting under your touch.

“Oh, Arthur” you smiled at him, radiant. “It was special, because it was you.” You grabbed his collar and gently pulled him closer, then put your lips on his for a brief, chaste kiss.

“Nah, I could’ve done it right for ya” he shook his head, as always rejecting the compliment. One of these days you had to make him accept one, you promised yourself.

“Now I’m curious. What would you have done differently?”

Arthur took a moment to think. “Well… for starters, I wouldn’t have been that drunk!”

You chuckled. “Then, I’d book a nice bath for the two of us, with some good wine…” as he talked, he fidgeted with the collar of your shirt, resting his hands on your chest. “Then we’d have some dinner, maybe a walk… and then we’d go back to our room, to sleep in a nice, comfortable bed.”

“That does sound nice…” you remarked, almost disappointed that it wasn’t how it actually went. “Although that’s where it did end. In that nice bed.” You joked, making the man grin.  “I guess you’re right” he laughed, pulling you closer.  

“Besides,” you continued, lowering your tone, “there’s always the next time, y’know…” you purred, putting a lot on emphasis on the word “next” and giving him a playful smile. Arthur’s eyes lit right up, and he licked his lips.

“S’that so? And when is that?” he asked, his voice so deep it boomed inside his chest, so filled with desire that the warmth in you lower belly returned unannounced. Before you could answer, he was kissing you again, taking his time with it. His stubble tickled your skin, so thick and rough compared to his soft lips. You put your hands around his neck, one cupping his nape as he pushed you against the tree, lost in his affection for you.

“Get a room, you two!” you both jolted at the voice, realizing you weren’t as well hidden from the group as you’d thought. You smiled, embarrassed, watching Hosea wink at you as he walked away.

“Well, there goes our little secret, Arthur” you exhaled, laughing nervously.

“A secret? Who do ya think is responsible for pairin’ us up on every damn mission?” the cowboy laughed, pointing his thumb at Hosea’s back.

“C’mon, let’s go get some breakfast, darlin’.” After placing a kiss on your forehead, Arthur took your hand as you both went back to the group, relieved to not have to hide your love anymore.

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[fluffyfanficsonly]

FORK, FORK, I BESEECH YOU WITH MY METAPHORICAL ELECTRIC SOCKET OF A BRAINROT.

If I may request, may it be an imagine with Twilight from Linked Universe spending time with his friend, the reader, before realizing how much he loves them?

Perhaps reader goes with him to collect some ingredients Wild needs for dinner that day. Foraging isn't so bad — and then the reader stumbles upon a flower field. Twilight freaks out a bit, noticing them missing, but finds their collection of plants and herbs set aside, reader laying down amongst the flowers.

I don't know, I'd be happy with whatever else you can think of or if you decide not to do this/let it stew. Thanks so much for hearing me out!!!

BRUH I LOVE THIS SM WHAT.

I COOKED ON THIS

Twilight Realizing He’s In Love With You

Twilight x Gn!Reader

You and Twilight were foraging ingredients for Wild, who was on dinner duty that day. The two of you decided it would be better to split up, since it was late afternoon and the sun would be setting soon.

The two of you had been chatting as you looked for specific ingredients, laughing about some silly thing Wind had done that day. As the laughter subsided, Twilight had felt a sort of disappointment, not hearing your laugh. After processing the thought his face had turned a light pink, along with the tips of his pointed ears.

Twilight has been lost in thought. Standing up after picking some rather fresh Hylianshrooms, he looked around to find that you weren’t in your original spot from before.

He looked around in a panic, adrenaline kicking in, you couldn’t have wandered off too far right? What if a monster had gotten to you and he didn’t notice? What if-

He shook his head, trying to rid himself of such thoughts. He needed to focus, where would you have gone?

As he looked hastily around the area you two had been foraging in, he noticed a familiar sight, sighing in relief as he saw you picking flowers in a nearby open field. You looked so…peaceful, a smile gracing your stunning face. Twilight’s heart swelled in his chest as he strides towards you, smiling almost giddily.

Looking up from where you were picking flowers, your gaze softened as you saw Twilight, wincing inside slightly, hoping you wouldn’t get a lecture from him…again.

“There you are, starlight.” He said softly, your heart speeding up slightly from the nickname he had given you after your first night with the group, being so invested in the stars. You had woken up with a neck cramp the next day from looking up so much. “I thought you were in danger.” He lectured, hands on his hips.

“Sorry, I thought I had told you.” You responded sheepishly, Twilight sighed, shaking his head slightly. “You need to be more careful, we don’t know what exactly is out here.” He doted, looking at the large opening. Speckles of flower patches, the sun starting to set on the horizon.

As the two of you chatted, you both ended up sitting down in the field watching the sunset. As the two of you laughed and joked about old stories, Twilight looked over at you, studying your features. His heart felt like it was beating out of his chest, the orange sunlight outlining your face.

He finally realized what the strange thoughts and feelings he thought he was plagued with. The soft, fuzzy feeling his heart gave him everytime he looked in your direction. He was totally whipped for you, your smile, voice, everything. Everything about it was just so mesmerizing.

You had noticed Twilight had been quiet for a bit, looking over at him. “Is something wrong?” You questioned, tilting your head. Twilight just flashed you a soft, content smile. “It’s nothing.” He sighed, continuing to stare at you as you shrugged it off.

#linked universe x reader #twilight princess #twilight princess x reader #linked universe #linked universe x gn!reader #link x reader #loz link #twilight linked universe #fluff x reader #forkwrites

[thequietkid-moonie]

Saria, Hilda, Mipha, Zelda and Link e. relationship with the reader who possesses the healing power. However, this gift carries collateral damage: whenever the reader performs a cure, he himself ends up getting sick and feeling bad. (Zelda and Link from Breath of the Wild)

S/O's healing power has bad side effects

[ HEADCANONS ] [ Hilda, Mipha, Zelda, Link ]

[ A Link Between Worlds ] [ Breath of the wild ]

Cuteeee I loved writing this a lot!! It gives me some comfort too so thank you A-chan ❤️

I had to left Saria out, so sorry for it but I hope you like the ones i wrote!

Hilda

Lorule is a really hostile land, not only the monsters and world itself but also the people tent to be aggresive, and Hilda is the one on charge of taking care of the kingdom, even if most people don't care about the royal family that doesn't stop her from wanting the best for her people

Having to rule a kingdom infested with dangers and that most of the time doesn't respect her title it isn't easy, the weight she has to carry on her shoulders is inmense that is why she rely on you and Ravio in her more vulnerable moments, only you two are able to see all of her, and that is why she despises your hability

Honestly, having the power to heal all kind of injuries are a really good one, and she wouldn't blame you if you want to use that power to help others, something like that could bring a little bit of light to everyone's life and thats good, the problem is the collateral damage, everytime you use your power you are the one feeling bad, either just feeling bad or really getting sick equivalent to the wound you've healed

Hilda despise the fact that you are the one feeling bad, you become someone so precious for her and she hates seeing you suffer like this, she will totally understand your wish to help, she feels the same but she rather take that pain herself than watching you suffer by trying to help

Lorule is suffering a lot, everyone lives with the fear of being attacked, they are just try surviving before the inminent collapse of the kingdom, destruction is in Lorule fate and Hilda can't help to cling onto the little hope she has, and you are part of that hope, because of that she is terrified by the idea of losing you

Hilda had asked you more than once to don't use your powers, but is probably that she doesn't fully explain her reasoning and just ask it as a favor, but if you insist on using your power to help other she will become more angry and will be more agressive, demanding you to stop, what lead the two of you to argue because she just don't tell you why. Still, at some point she will explain how terrified she is, how much it hurt her seeing you feeling so bad because of your power

Even after, thanks to Zelda and Link, Lorule has it's own triforce again she will still be uncomfortable with you using your power, it would take a long time before she feels more comfortable with it, but will never like it (but at least this time she can take the time to take care of you herself, and won't accept a no as answer)

Mipha

Mipha is a really caring and loving person, she is always looking after the well-being of her kingdom and specially for those who she loves, and that includes you

At first she found quite funny and even a little cute the fact that you have a healing powers just as her, but soon she will undestand the side effects that you have to carry with yours she will grow really worried imediatly. She wants to ask you about it but is nervous, so she'll just end up learning about it by watching you and asking you as much as she can, but will do it gently and assuring you that you don't have to tell her everything if you don't want, in case is something that you don't like talking about

Mipha finds herself worring a lot about you for this side effect but won't really stop you from using your power if that is really what you want, she can understand that feeling of wanting to help since she feels the same, besides she doesn't feel with the right to tell you to don't put yourself at risk with your power since she usually does put herself in danger for being a champion

Despide how worried Mipha is about you, whenever you use your power she can't help but also feel proud of you, wanting to help even if you are the one who end up feeling sick, she can't stop smiling at you whenever she sees you or she gets to heard about you helping others, but always make sure to ask you how do you feel afterwards

Everytime you use your power Mipha always tries to be there for you, asking you how do you feel and if there is anything she can do for you, even if you don't feel too bad she is still worried about you, it would take her a while to get used to the side effects and to learn to identify when it has affected you too much, and when the effects are too bad she offers to heal you herself

As much as worry her she will let you continue using your power if you really want, she will only ask you to please stop when it start to affect you too much, either by you getting seriously sick or hurt by using it or that you been using your hability too much, also if you don't let yourself have a proper rest to recover, even if is just when it causes you small discomforts she will try to be more stern and ask you to please stop, at least for a while to let your body recover, she is just really worried for you, she loves you and hates seeing you in pain

Zelda

Zelda is a really caring person but the idea of failing at her duties as the princess stop her from opening with others, most of the time she shows herself only to the most closest ones and even when she tries to keep her composture with the champions (her friends) and you, you can easily see through her

Thats is why pretty much all of them can see how bothered she is with the side effect of your hability, Zelda does admire your healing power and think is really useful but the fact that you have to suffer from it makes her feel uneasy, she tries to say that its okay, is your hability and you must use it as you please but you can see that she is just lying

For Zelda is difficult to feel comfortable enough to open her heart to someone, even when she isn't the best to keep a facade when she starts to feel more comfortable she doesn't say it directly, but since you two are dating she feels like she can actually show you her true self, and that carries a insecurity, fearing that you either leave her or something happen to you and the side effect of your hability only trigger her insecurities

Honestly, she would be jealous of you if it wasn't because of the side effect, you can use your healing power so naturally that would make her feel even more as a failure if it wasn't because you have to carry a collateral damage everytime you use it, having to suffer instead of the other person, she finds it completely unfair and she would prefer if you don't use your hability anymore because of it, but she won't say it right away

Everytime you use your power on her she feels really guilty, even if she never is the one asking for help and is you who insist on doing it she feels like if, somehow, it were her fault, feeling impotent since now you have to suffer the consecuenses of her inexperience and foolishness, and even when she doesn't say how she feels you can tell from the look on her face

Despide being busy Zelda always tries to make time for you two or keep you close, so everytime she sees you using your power she ask you how do you feel afterwards and always makes sure you take proper care of yourself, and whenever the damage it causes you is worst than the usual pain she will force you to stop and take time to rest, trying to be herself who takes care of you, and you can see how anxious she feels about all of this

Sometimes she thanks you for your hard work, thanking you for being selfless and helping people even if that means you carry with the pain, she just wants you to know that despite how much it bothers her seeing you in pain she does appreciate the sacrifice you are doing

Link

Link express himself better by actions rather than with words, so, despite being busy or in the danger, he tries to keep you close to him, it is kinda comforting for him to have you around and he always tries to let you know how much he loves your presence

Link finds fascinating your healing power, it really can come in handy sometimes, and finds admirable the fact that you decide to just endure the pain it causes you having to use your power, however that doesn't make him less worried

He is in the disjunctive of being worried for you and your own safety (since puts at risk for trying to help others) but also finding admirable that you are willing to endure that to help others, even if you don't use your power frequently still the few times you do it you still have to endure pain

Link hates seeing you in pain but doesn't think that he has the right to ask you to don't use your power, is your hability and you must use it if you want, so he decide to help you in other ways, making sure you are always safe and taking care of yourself, as well as protect you from anything else

Even when he doesn't say anything you can see how much Link actually worries about you for the way he look at you everytime you have to suffer from the side effect of your hability, how he holds you close to him or how all his attention in on you, trying to come with a way to help you out but without wanting to take his eyes out of you

He feels bad everytime you use you power on him, it makes him feel slighly guilty, thinking that maybe if he wasn't so reckless, if he payed more attention or reacted faster, maybe you wouldn't being here healing his wounds, even when it isn't the case he feels like if he was the one inflicting you that pain, even if is just a little bit (he sometimes insist on you not helping him when he has bigger wounds because he doesn't want to inflicting you so much pain, but most of the time just give up when you insist)

However, this whole situation will affect him more if it is after the cataclism, after waking up Link feels like a stranger in the world, he doesn't have anything because all he once knew is far long ago, and worst because he doesn't even remember it, so right now he just cling a little to the comfort your presence brings him, having someone to love and who love him in return despite everything helps him feel less like an stranger, that is why it makes him really anxious everytime he sees you in pain because of your power (or in general)

In that case he would prefer if you don't use your power because it makes him fear that something will happen to you and take you away from him, and at some point he will tell you all his worries, he knows he is stronge but he doesn't has the same confidence on himself as he used to, so he just fears that someday maybe he won't be able to protect you

In this case he feel even more bad about you using your power on him but never fails in thanking you, but grows more clingy afterwards, wanting nothing but hold you close to him to reasure him that nothing bad will happen to you (and he makes sure to take good care of you, sometimes over react a little but he does it with the best intention)

#the legend of zelda #tloz x reader #a link between worlds #hilda #hilda x reader #albw hilda #breath of the wild #botw x reader #mipha #mipha x reader #princess zelda #zelda x reader #link #link x reader #x reader #x gn reader #video games x reader

[jasontoddsdarling]

why do i can see jason be a boyfriend who hesitate to do this kind of trend when you suggest him to do so because he isn't really sure that your smaller stature can handle his brick shit house self? it takes you both MINUTES to discuss this, but somehow you finally able to convince him (re: he cannot say no to you, his sweetheart).

it ends up in laughter (and jason massaging your back and shoulders of course).

#it's the “you need a hug *jump* can you let go now? then it hasn't kicked in yet” trend from 'migration' movie #it's hilarious! #i probably ended up like the 4th link couple i put above lmao i have zero muscles #jason todd x reader #jason todd x fem!reader #jason todd x female reader #jason todd x gn!reader #jason todd imagine #mariea's writing #mariea's drabbles

[gojoed]

DON’T WATCH ME DANCING. | vash x reader | 1k words.

The saloon was relatively quiet and peaceful for being a saloon. 

Very few patrons inhabited the area; a group of men in the corner laughing while smoking and throwing cards at their table's surface; a pair of people at the bar sharing drinks and idly chatting. A person passed out, sleeping on their table.

Music played softly over the speakers of the building, gentle tunes and melodic rhythms. It helped guide the only two people swaying slowly on the ‘dance floor’ of the saloon. A man donning a long red coat and over-sized glasses guided your body with his, your head resting comfortably against his chest.

The warmth emitting from Vash could have put you to sleep if you weren’t dancing.

A sigh full of content escaped your lips, allowing a soft chuckle to release from the depths of Vash’s core. The emotion that was carried in your sigh made him press the palm of his hand firmer on the small of your back more. His fingers digging into you softly, the tips of them warm, a pleasant feeling. 

The town in which you decide to stay the night in was welcoming, no guns pointed at your heads or chases around town. Instead only friendly smiles and a peaceful night.

It was a nice change of scenery, being able to walk on the sandy streets and not worry so much about potential harms coming your way. A break from all the chaos that seemed to follow the blond man everywhere he went. 

So you considered this night a blessing. 

You were pulled from your thoughts when Vash pulled you away from his body slightly, spinning you softly before reattaching himself to you. Gentle laughs filled the dance floor, a smile making itself at home on both your lips as Vash put his forehead against yours. 

Normally when he would do this, it would be in the privacy of your room, for that was when his markings would appear and make themself present. But there were rare times where Vash would allow himself to let go, to allow himself to sigh in your hold in the presence of few people.

You both swayed with foreheads leaning against each other, never missing or misplacing a step. With one of your hands on the side of his face, Vash practically purred and leaned further into your touch, eyebrows pinching together slightly. Vash let his own hand reach where yours was, grabbing onto your wrist and anchoring himself to you. As if, if he didn’t, you would slip away.

“Wouldn’t you like.. Something more than this?”

His voice could barely be heard, a small sound in an even bigger room. If you weren’t so close to him you wouldn’t be able to hear him at all.

“What do you mean by that, honey?”

Vash’s lips pulled into a small smile at the name you always called him, although it felt a bit bittersweet.

“I can’t.. Give you a home. The only things I can give you are hotel rooms to stay in and small moments of peace. Wouldn’t you want someone who could give you something better?”

His words should have surprised you, but they didn’t. Even if they shouldn’t. These past several, several, years you’ve spent alongside him, you’ve come to know this side of him.

The side that believed that everyone who ever met him deserved better than what they had received from him. Vash’s pessimistic mentality that always put himself down, never allowing himself to think that he deserved anything. Because why would he? In his mind it made sense. Everyone’s misery was tied to him, a hundred fifty years ago.

He even tried to push you away from him once, albeit softly, Vash couldn’t bear to hurt you. Distance though was never created between the two of you, you never allowed it. Because if that did happen, he would be alone. Even more alone after what happened with Nai in that old crashed plant ship years ago.

Pulling away from his face, you could see his eyes were looking down. They were so full of conflict, so full of doubts. You placed your other hand on the other side of his face, effectively trapping him. No running.

“Vash, look at me.”

When he didn’t you moved your thumbs to the edge of his lips, smushing them together. They puckered, giving him an adorable face that you couldn’t help but smile. 

“Look at me.”

The tone of your voice made a shiver run down his spine. Vash moved his eyes to yours, causing a small smile to return to his face when he saw that yours didn’t hold doubt, but adoration. Love. 

How did he deserve you?

“I could never ask for more, never Vash. The only thing I will ask of you is for you to trust me.”

He was about to rebut, claiming that he did trust you. He trusted you so much that it scared him. But a finger to his lips shushed him.

“Trust me when I say that you are my home, I mean it. I don’t need a roof over my head to make me feel safe. You give me so much more than you believe.”

Your words made his eyes begin to water. Vash’s other hand grabbed onto your other wrist and when he held onto it, he held on tightly. As if now he was the one who was going to slip away. He chuckled and sniffled softly, hoping no one in the saloon could hear. No need to draw attention to a crying man holding onto his lover on the middle of the dance floor. 

“You know.. You’re going to be the death of me.”

His tone now starting to lift, he brought one of your hands which had returned their fingers to their original place on either side of his face to his lips; placing a kiss that positively bled with all the love that he held for you.  It stained your skin and seeped into it. There’s no running from him once Vash let’s himself bleed onto you. 

#my writing #the title is a link to a song!! #vash <33 #vash the stampede #trigun #trigun stampede #trigun fanfiction #trigun stampede fic #trigun stampede fluff #trigun stampede comfort #trigun fic #trigun fluff #vash x reader #vash x you #vash x y/n #vash x gn!reader #vash tristamp #vash trimax #vash trigun #trigun x you #trigun x reader #vash x plant!reader #yknow... this was better in my head #this is like 900 words less than my first vash fic #still proud of that one #n-e-waaaaaaaaaaay #would this.. classify as a song fic #idfk #I WANNA WRITE FOR NAI NOW AHAHSLKDA #the moment i drop a fic or a drabble i run with my tail between my legs IM A COWARD!!!!

[captain-lessship]

Bonding Over Dislike: Revali x Reader (Pt. 1)

You couldn’t help the glare in your face every time you saw Link and Zelda leaving the castle. You had been trained since birth and had a long bloodline of knights yet the short hylian was assigned to her. 

Call it jealousy but you were quick to denounce every fault and mistake he made. 

Which is what you were doing currently. 

“Come on! Fight!” You shouted, twisting your spear into his wooden shield and ripping it from him. Your piercing eyes burned through him.

“You have trained. And yet, every time, you manage to fumble.” You sneered haughtily with despite the fact you were about to double over with exhaustion.

“It is your job to protect the royal family. I know of the pride you should take in this duty. But I do not see it in you.” You lowered your hand to Link, lifting him slightly before shoving him back down. “And I do not think I ever will.” 

You were training late at night, many broken and dull spears laid scattered about. You hit the dummies with all the rage you had, regret of your treatment of Link building. But then a voice rang out from your soul, justifying your behavior.

“Excuse me,” you heard a familiar voice call. 

You turned and bowed, “Princess Zelda, what can I do for you?”

“Why do you dislike Link?” 

You were surprised as you rose to meet her eyes, “I’m afra-“

“He looks… sad when people mention you. I am sorry if I am wrong in my assumption but do you not like him?” 

You thought, “It’s- Well, I don’t mean to come off as… insulting with what I am about to say but,” you looked at her. Seeing a friend now, not the princess, “I know I could do a better job but of course, divine intervention denied me the chance. It is not personal, as a matter of fact, if he wasn’t what I was born to be, he and I would be friends.” 

The silence was long. You felt the sweat drip from your forehead, you wiped it away, gaze still fixed on Zelda. You saw a glimmer appear in her eyes.

She nodded, “I understand to an extent. I would like you to accompany me tomorrow, I believe you have been to the Rito Village before. There is someone I would like you to meet.” You had when you accompanied your father to gift a bow to their leader in a move to make a sort of peace alliance. 

“Link will also come. I hope you two will bond and will come to be a semblance of friends because there is nothing I can really do.” 

You lamented, “As you wish.” 

It was cold, your breath steamed from you as your horse trudged on. Eyes flickering around as  you heard the creaking trees. Sharp eyes darting to Link, adorned in his royal armor. 

Suddenly, a whir of air caught your hair, instantly you pulled your spear out, ready to defend. But what you saw was oddly interesting. 

A Rito was flying only a few meters above you, headed forward and slowing. He made the landing perfectly. 

“Princess Zelda, to what do I-“ his eyes landed on you. The way you held yourself caught his eye. Straight posture and a proud aura. “Owe the pleasure.” 

“I have a very important favor to ask, Revali. I completely understand if you decline.”

“What is it?” 

“I want you to train them,” she pointed to you, “with a bow.”

Slightly offended you scoffed, “I do not need a bow.” She had been trying to get you to master archery for years. “I have mastered two other weapons.” 

Revali laughed, “Just say you know you aren’t capable of learning it. It is a art form.” 

You shot him a icy look, “Archery is for cowards.” 

“And a sword on a stick isn’t?” He snapped.

“Quiet you two,” Zelda shouted, “You two are some of the most talented individuals I know. That is why I suggested this. We can only improve with each other.”

You groaned as you got off your horse, “Well?” You looked at Revali. 

“She wouldn’t ask me to teach just anyone.” He said, “However, I will keep somethings secret.” 

“So it’s settled! I expect to see improvement. In you both.” 

While heading to the castle, Zelda cheerfully hummed to herself, which caught Link’s attention. He quickly signed to ask what was funny.

“Oh it isn’t funny. I just have a… feeling that this will be very interesting.”

#fanfic writing #fanfic #legend of zelda #loz fanfic #loz botw #loz breath of the wild #legend of zelda botw #breath of the wild #revali x reader #revali x gn!reader #Eventual Romance #not cannon compliant #gender neutral terms #gender neutral reader #Knight!reader #revali #botw #zelda #link loz #zelda fandom #zelda botw #link botw #rivals to lovers #series post #fanfic series

[kodared]

☆ Welcome home Neighbor~! ☆

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Human Reader x Welcome Home!

The battle.

Chapter 13/?

Word Count: 3,037 out of 44,542

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You watched with wide eyes and staggered breathing as Wally slowly stood on his shaky feet, no doubt still feeling the aftershocks of Howdys punch. Since when was Howdy that strong?

You looked up at Howdy, who still had a hand on your back and another on your shoulder as if he was sheltering you from Wally. His concerned eyes glancing down at you,

“Y/N Are you alright? What happened?” 

Your body still felt tingly and light as a feather, but with all things considered you felt fine. You most definitely could feel worse at the moment. 

You gave Howdy a nod before speaking, 

“Im...I'm fine. Home has control of Wally. We need to help him, and the others.” 

 You turned to look at the others who were standing in front of the stage. Frank, Poppy, Julie, and Eddie all looked concerned, Whether for you or Wally you couldn't tell. 

Howdy looked concerned and only moved to hold you closer to him, the hand on your shoulder giving you brief comfort. Your legs shook as you stood and he could tell you were still weak from the threads removed from your system. 

As you looked back at Home you could see Sally behind him, she was still suspended on the moon prop that now swung gently side to side. The gentle mental creaking made her hands grab onto the sides of the moon tightly as her chest rose and fell frantically. Her panic was evident now that Home no longer had control. 

          You weakly tried to move closer to Sally, despite Home standing in the way. 

As your legs shook and you tried to move closer to Sally, you couldn’t help but wonder where Barnaby was, seeing as he was the only missing neighbor. 

Of course, you wouldn't have to worry for long, because just as Wally moved to raise his hand and command more threads to tangle you from the ceiling, You saw the large dog barreling towards him. 

Before you could stop him, you watched as the giant dog wrapped his arms around Wally. Pinning his hands to his sides, successfully stopping him from commanding more threads. 

Barnabys' arms held Wally still as small amounts of stuffing fell from his injured arm. You couldn't help but wince at the sight, part of you felt bad that you hurt Wally. 

You quickly reminded yourself this wasn't Wally anymore. It was Home. And he was the whole reason you were caught in this mess to begin with. 

“..Home.” 

Home looked up at you. His face originally focused on the floor as he struggled in Barnabys' grip,

He looked pissed. 

“I want to go Home. I want no part in your fantasy world.”

You briefly saw Barnaby and Sally wince at your cuss, which again you may have found funny if not for the situation you were in. 

You also couldn't help but notice how Howdys breath hitched at your insult to his neighborhood. To your shock he didn't seem to mind the cuss, you didn't look at him regardless. 

Barnaby looked down at Home and seemed to be moving to speak in an attempt to calm him…

Before he could speak you watched in horror as threads shot from the ceiling, you lunged forward and tried to move him out of the way with a shout.

The threads landed straight into Barnabys' head. 

The theatre stood in silence. The only sound that could be heard was the shocked gasping of Barnaby before he fell over with a loud thump. Even the creaking of the moon Sally sat atop of stopped. 

“...Now look what you made me do.” 

Howdy pulled you closer to himself as you saw more threads hanging tauntingly from the support beams in the ceiling. 

“None of this had to happen. You could have come willingly. It's a shame to see one of my most prized projects fail.. Y’know?”

Despite Howdys' hushed warnings that came to your ears, you took a step forward. Your hand gently pushed Howdys hand off of your shoulder as you took a shaky step forward. 

“What… What do you mean.” 

Home chuckled and stepped forward, his shoes clicked against the hardwood. Making your skin crawl with anticipation of his next move. 

“You weren't supposed to be sentient when you arrived. I have put so much effort into bringing you here. To Saving You.” 

It felt as if you and Home were the only two in the theatre. Your eyes buzzed and your ears rang as you quickly felt faint. You were sick of being left in the dark of your own life, you hated this game of Cat and Mouse you found yourself in. 

So you would put a stop to it. 

“...And you have spent all this time trying to get me under your control to ‘save’ me, I would probably be flattered if that wasn't so creepy. Why do you really want me here, Home.” 

You were so tired of being scared of Home. You needed answers, and in your mind, you held the upper hand with the other neighbors now on your side. 

You tried ignoring the way your skin crawled as you heard the threads on the support beams slither down closer to you with an unnerving squelch. As if they were coated with something. 

Home stood silent and unmoving for what seemed to be an eternity before you finally saw him take a step closer to you. If you reached your arm out and lunged just a tad closer, you could hit him. 

“I'm here to save you of course, just as i did the others.” 

“Save us?..” 

Homes smile only grew wider as he stood stiff, like a tiger ready to pounce. 

You didn't let him scare you. 

“Answer my question Home.” 

Home almost looked shocked at your advances, he was used to the easy-to-manipulate mind you once had. 

You've learned to toughen up. 

You expected Home to make another snide remark, however, all that hit your ears was silence. Your ears had even begun to ring as you focused intently on your surroundings.

Somehow you didn't notice the threads reaching for your arms before it was too late. You heard the sickening sound of them slithering and striking as you held your arms up in alarm and a weak attempt to shield yourself. 

You felt no impact.

…And as you looked up, you didn't expect to see Howdy using all of his four arms to hold them away from you. The threads squirmed in his felt hands, desperately searching for something to cling to as they wrapped around his fingers and slowly infected him. 

Your ears rang as you desperately focused on Howdy, listening closer and picking up what Howdy was saying as adrenaline pumped through your veins. 

“..Y/N..! Get..Awa.. Go!.. Get the others and Go!..” 

You looked into Howdys eyes and saw desperate panic, guilt flooded your system. 

None of this would have happened if you just never entered the warehouse, no one would have to fight for you. 

You turned on your heel to run off the stage, before seeing the horrified looks of everyone watching the action happen. 

Suddenly all guilt left your system as you quickly realized that if you never came here, they would still be living in fear of Home. 

…And if you left now you would be damning them to the same fate. Nothing would change. 

So with a sudden burst of determination, you pivoted and made a beeline for Home. You yelled quickly to the others, 

“Get out of here!.. I'll deal with Home!...” 

You briefly turned to Howdy, who was still struggling with holding the threads at bay, 

“I'll make sure you get out safe Howdy. Please hold on,” 

You may have just been imagining things, but you swore you saw Howdy briefly smile before going back to struggling with the threads. You turned back to Home who stood with the same smile he always had plastered on his face. 

You quickly assessed the surroundings. You saw Barnaby still passed out behind Home, and Sally sitting idly atop the Moon that hung from loose support beams, it creaked every time she shifted. 

You had an idea. 

Your body was pumped full of adrenaline, making your hearing and senses heightened as you heard the others run out of the theatre. It provided you with a little consolation knowing they were safe as you ran and moved to rush Home. 

You by no means knew much about fighting, but you did know one thing, and that was Home was small since he was inhabiting Wallys' body. 

An apology briefly crossed your mind to Wally as you saw Homes eyes flash with shock as your shoes squeaked to a sharp halt in front of him, before kicking him. 

It sent him flying to the left wing of the stage. Giving you enough time to focus on freeing Sally. 

Your eyes quickly scanned the Right wing of the stage, and to your relief, you could see a very tall ladder, it was almost the perfect height of the moon Sally sat atop of.

You quickly rushed towards it, tripping over your own feet as you practically fell on top of it while desperately dragging it. It scraped against the wooden floors with a sickening squeal. The varnish is most definitely being ruined in its wake. 

You’d apologize to Sally later for wrecking her stage. 

You were able to drag it almost halfway before feeling your back hit something tall and fuzzy. Turning around you could see Barnaby. 

Brief relief flooded your system before you felt his large fuzzy arms wrapping around your arms and torso in a tight grip. Making you drop the ladder and squirm in his grip as you tried to crane your neck to look up at him. 

His expression was blank, and you could see threads reaching from the ceiling into his head and neck. 

As you continued to fight Barnaby as he held you, your ears could hear Home from the other end of the stage walking towards the both of you. His shoes clicked against the ground as he took labored steps. 

Looking towards the ground you could see the scissors that were once impaled into Wallys' arm resting nearby. If you could break free from Barnabys' grip, you may just be able to reach them. 

Making a desperate decision, you hunched over in his grip and moved your head to his arm, wasting no time as you bit into his plush arm. Hard.

You could feel your teeth pierce through his fabric arm, and you physically had to hold back a gag from the sheer sensory of it. Once Barnaby yelped and pulled his arm away, you kicked your legs back to push away from him. Successfully breaking free and making a run for the scissors. 

The cold metal of the metal scissors gave you momentary relief and satisfaction as you turned around and saw Barnaby walking towards you again. Without any hesitation, you lunged for him with the scissors. 

You jumped as far as you could and just barely were able to grab onto his shoulder as you heard him try to speak in confusion while he tried to grab you and pull you into his arms. 

Thankfully you were able to reach the threads just in time to snip them and free Barnaby.

Much to Homes's dismay of course. 

“Why can't you just Accept my Help!..”

Barnabys' legs went weak as he was freed from the threads, he blinked a few times before lifting you off of him with ease. Before he could open his mouth to speak, you quickly barked orders at him. You needed to free Sally and Howdy to get the hell out of here. 

“Barnaby. Get the ladder and get Sally down. I'll distract Home” 

You whispered the last part, hoping Home didn't hear as Barnaby nodded and quickly stood and ran towards where the ladder was last abandoned.

With Barnaby now focused on saving Sally, you focused your attention on Home. Who now stood across the stage holding his injured arm that still had stuffing leaking from it. His steps turn into limps, clearly from when you kicked him. 

You couldn't help but feel the slightest amount of empathy for Home. Maybe he was just really trying to help. 

As you glanced over at Howdy you saw he still stood struggling with threads now wrapping around his multiple arms. His green-felt skin was now blackened from what you could only assume was the ink that dripped from the threads. 

You made up your mind quickly that Home didnt deserve your sympathy. You gave him more than enough chances to explain himself and prove he was doing the right thing. 

You looked back to Home as you saw him standing, no longer moving towards you. 

“Why did you have to make things difficult? Why couldn't you accept my help.”

You were exasperated and tired at Homes adamant preaching for you to accept his ‘help’. 

“Because i dont need your help.” 

You took a few steps closer to Home. Your hands still firmly gripping the metal scissors, and as you saw Home lift a hand to command more threads toward you, you were quick to snip them.

“Im not weak Home. Im not hurting, and i especially don't need you helping me. If anything you seem to need the most help out of everyone here.” 

You could hear Barnaby setting up the ladder to free Sally as you continued to close the distance between you and Home. You didn't know what you would do once you reached him, but you knew it was your turn to have the power in this situation. 

“I mean, I'm not the one who possessed my so-called friend. I'm also not the one who would lock him up in his own Home.” 

The memory of Wally looking at you from his own window before it slammed shut still made you feel chills. Homes' treatment of Wally was unjust. Home especially had no right to talk about helping people. 

Home steadily backed away from you before he tripped over a small cord used to power a few strings of lights. If only for a moment he looked panicked. 

“I was helping him!.. You don't have the full story. And you never will!.. You were never meant to remember.. I thought I..!-” 

You stopped in front of him, twirling the scissors in your hand. 

“You thought what?.. That you could mind control me and dress me like your own little doll?..” 

You felt your emotions bubbling over, and as you looked down at the pants that were given to you the day prior, you felt enraged. You hated how they matched Wallys. 

…But you also remember how Wally had tried to help you. He genuinely wanted to offer you advice, and also sat with you in Howdys bathroom while he explained what he could. 

None of this was Wallys' fault. 

As you looked at Wallys' arm that still leaked small amounts of stuffing, you knew you had to be more gentle with Wally. He may be possessed by Home but it was still Wallys' body. 

You opened your mouth to speak again, hoping to convince Home to let Wally be free before you watch Home let out a blood-curdling scream. 

His body trembled as it curled in on itself, and you didn't have to wonder what happened for long as you saw a bright illumination of something hot reflecting off of a nearby wall. 

Turning around you saw Howdy, he had somehow freed one of his hands from the threads long enough to light one on fire. To your horror you watched as the flames spread to the roof, quickly igniting the other strings like gasoline.

The ceiling almost immediately exploded in flames. A chain reaction from the sheer amount of ink that had dripped from the various strings.

You coughed as the smoke quickly filtered down, in a panic you turned to look at Home, only to see his eyes closed and his body no longer moving. 

Quickly dropping to your knees you put a hand to Wallys' chest, feeling the slight rise and fall of his torso, you let out a stuttery sigh of relief as you threw him over your shoulder and looked at Howdy. 

“Howdy!... We gotta go!..” 

You glanced to where Sally once was and felt instant relief flood your system as you saw she was no longer there, you assumed she got out with Barnaby. 

Rushing over to Howdy as quick as you could with Wally unconscious on your shoulder, you snipped the remaining threads that were wrapped around his hands and arms before they too could light on fire. 

You didn't even want to begin to think about what would have happened to Howdy if you were even a second too late. Felt and fire never were a good combination. 

But of course, neither did skin. 

As the threads you snipped ignited and fell, you felt the searing pain of them falling on your arms. You were still coughing as you flinched and recoiled your arm, a small yelp just barely coming through your mouth past your coughing fit. 

It was loud enough for Howdy to spring into action and grab Wally from your shoulder with his upper hands and pick you up with his lower.

Wally was slung over Howdys shoulder while you desperately clung to Howdy. The world around you felt foggy, and as you opened your eyes you could see just how much smoke had culminated in the building. 

Surprisingly Howdy wasn't struggling with the smoke, you supposed it was just another difference between humans and puppets. 

You decided to place your trust in Howdy as your head fell on his shoulder, you were tired and felt like death. 

Your lungs burned as you heard the door to Sallys' house slam open, the cold breeze that met your skin as you made it outside felt like a blanket.

Surely it wouldn't hurt if you took a quick nap. 

As you fell asleep you swore you could hear Howdys voice…

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UGH FINALLY I FINISHED THIS CHAPTER writers block hit me like a BUS but i finally got a consistent schedule back to get this chapter out!

Hope you all enjoyed!!! Next chapter will be out soon too i promise! i swear no more month long breaks lol

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...maybe if you strain your ears hard enough you can hear what Howdy said, teehee points up at the chapter again (secrets secrets...)

#whn #welcome home #chapter 12 #howdy pillar #howdy pillar x reader #wally darling #welcome home neighbor #wally darling x reader #welcome home x reader #human reader #GN! reader #multiple chapters #ao3 #ao3 link #hurt/comfort #updates #chapter 13

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Logan Walker Masterlist

To Be Changed Request Completed (Dec 10, 2023)

Logan is canonically taken by Rorke. This fic follows the POV of his partner, civilian!reader. gn!reader who Logan is married to prior to being taken.

Sugar and Lemon Masterlist, Ongoing (Started November 12, 2023)

You, reader, are a cafe owner that Logan meets on a day off. Takes place after the war after Logan is returned home. gn!civilian!reader

Who Would’ve Thought? Request Completed (Dec 13, 2023)

David is getting married to Reader’s friend. Logan and reader realize how much they like each other as the days go on.

Eyes Like Gravel, Request Completed (Feb 14, 2024)

Logan and Reader go to the beach and pick rocks that match the others eye color. gn!Reader, unspecified eye color for reader.

#cod logan walker #logan walker #logan walker x reader #logan walker x f!reader #logan walker x gn!reader #logan walker x m!reader #cod ghosts fanfiction #quill writes #ao3 author #ao3 writer #ao3 link #ao3 fanfic #fanfiction #ao3 stuff

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Post-Calamity Life

There will be spoilers for the end of BOTW and mild spoilers for TOTK Please, I just love them both so much and they deserve a break from the constant tragedies and heartache ;-; Zelda x GN!Reader x Link

||General||

• They are so incredibly grateful to have you by their side, both during the nightmare that was the Calamity and now when things have settled

• Perhaps it is the trauma that surrounds the both of them from having lost so much during the Calamity, but they rarely ever leave your side -- they want to make sure you’re really there, that you’re not going to disappear if they blink

• Regardless if you had been apart of the fight 100 years ago --and survived thanks to Purah’s youth serum-- or if you only joined the fight in recent years, they are both so appreciative of all that you have done

• Because of the destruction all across Hyrule, and especially of the castle, it was quickly established that Zelda would be staying with Link

• And you of course

• It doesn’t matter how far you lived before, they would both be very insistent on you living with them in Hateno

• If you didn’t want to leave your previous residence behind, Zelda would enlist in Robbie and Purah’s help in instating a way to quickly travel between the two

• Lots of domestic bliss

• It feels strange for the three of you to have settled into a comfortable homelife after so much death and carnage and ruin --so foreign that the encroaching fear of something shattering the peace lingered constantly-- but slowly but surely you all are learning to enjoy the moments you share

• Link does far more than he should around the house

• House repairs and maintenance, cooking, cleaning, etc.

• It's mostly busywork

• He was so used to doing things on his own, and having something to do constantly because of his travels and destiny

• But now that peace has somewhat settled and returned, he feels he has to make up for his lack of work

• You and Zelda do your best to help him, in hopes that you can show him that he isn’t alone anymore

• Zelda’s strong suit doesn’t lie in cooking --she understands the concept but executing it doesn't always end in favorable results-- so she usually takes up cleaning up after meals

• She also loves to do the shopping

• It gives her a chance to get out of the house and actually interact with her people more closely, and it gives her a chance to experience something she would have never if her life in the castle remained

• You do your best to help where you can, either by helping Zelda or Link with their own chores or filling the gaps that still need to be filled

• Mending clothes in one such chore you’ve designated yourself

• How many pieces of clothing did Link obtain that were covered in cuts and tears?

• How many times did Zelda or Link nick their clothes when it snagged on something?

• Healing was another big task you’d taken upon yourself

• Link doesn’t even notice half of the minor injuries he gets anymore, so he’s grateful when you see them and help him tend to them

• They love to give you small gifts, usually things they find while traveling across Hyrule

• They want you to know that they’re always thinking of you

• Cuddles are a MUST

• The two are far more touch starved than they would like to admit

• They just want to feel you close to them, it helps solidify that you’re really there for them, that this isn’t all just in their head

||Zelda||

• Gardening has become one of her main hobbies, and she invites you to join her often

• Although she mostly grows various flowers and medicinal herbs --for your potions-- she has picked up a few tips on growing vegetables from the Hateno locals

• Despite how all other attempts at domesticating the Silent Princess have failed, she has managed to successfully grow 3 that have sprouted intertwined

• She views this as a sign that the three of you are meant to be together, because of the legend about swearing your love on one

• She loves to take you on her excursions across Hyrule during the restoration process

• Especially when visiting the various stables and helping to take care of all the different creatures across the land

• She named a Dondon after you ;-;

• She loves to go out riding with you across Hyrule, it gives her an excuse to take in the scenery you

• The children of Hateno ask about you constantly, expressing that they’d wish you’d visit more whenever Zelda stopped by to teach

• If she has just fallen asleep or is in between being asleep and awake, she is a light sleeper

• But the second she’s out like a light, she sleeps like the dead

• It's actually kind of terrifying

• Her nightmares are not as frequent as Link’s, but she has a much more difficult time waking from them

• You’ll have to call out to her and shake her awake to free her from her own tormented thoughts

• She’s unable to get a word out over her hiccupy sobs, and she just clings to you until she’s able to calm herself down

• She is so incredibly grateful of you helping her through these moments, and she does her best to make it up to you the next morning

• She is a morning person and enjoys getting out to see the sunrise whenever she can

• Her affections are far shyer than Link’s

• This is mostly due to her upbringing, where she was supposed to refrain from expressing too much lest she give enemies something to use against her

• But she’s learning, slowly but surely, that it doesn’t have to be that way

• Because she wants to express herself, especially when it comes to her feelings of you

• Her favorite thing to do is to link pinkies together, it’s a way for her to know you’re right beside her no matter what you two are facing

• If you have it, she loves to play with your hair, no matter how long or short it may be

• She would love it if you played with her hair too, braiding and styling it how you please

• It gives her such a comfort, and she could fall asleep in your arms from how soothing it is

• She loves to read to you, even if you have no idea what she is talking about

• She just gets so excited about her findings on anything and everything and wants to share it with you as soon as possible

||Link||

• On the days where Link doesn’t have anything to do, he’ll follow you around as you do your daily routine

• Your presence is enough to put him at ease, and it’s enough to remind him that you’re really here, that you’re not going to up and disappear

• His affections are much more subtle than Zelda’s, although they are not as shy as hers

• Gentle touches on your shoulder or against the small of your back, grabbing your hand and intertwining your fingers, leaning down to press feathery kisses to the crown of your head

• He isn’t the best with words, so he puts all of his love and affection into his actions to show you how much he cherishes you

• He is so touched by how gently you treat him when you are treating his wounds

• The way your fingers ghost across his scars and how you utter such comforting whispers as you clean him up

• He recalls how kindly Mipha used to treat him and the others during the time of the Calamity, and he’s so incredibly grateful that someone else treats him with the same gentleness and humanity

• He can thrive off only a few hours of sleep, but there are days where he’s so exhausted that he can sleep through an entire day if given the chance

• It doesn’t matter if you were a fighter or not during the time of the Calamity, he’s going to teach you to fight

• He just wants you to be able to defend yourself should something ever happen, and there are days where he has to leave to help fight off any remaining monsters that linger across Hyrule so he wants you to be able to stay behind and keep things safe

• One of his all time favorite things to do with you is to go out riding horses

• It feels so freeing, just to be out in an open stretch of field and to be racing as fast as possible, feeling the wind whip through your hair and across your skin

• His memories may be scattered due to having been asleep for 100 years, but that doesn’t stop the nightmares from tearing through his mind every night

• He is such a light sleeper, both due to his rigorous training as a royal knight and because of his own anxiety and paranoia of being attacked at any moment

• He tries so hard not to wake you or Zelda on his worst nights, and he tries to slip out as quietly as he can to try and destress

• His main way of working through the stress and panic is training

• He has been known to work himself to near exhaustion just trying to chase his demons away

• If you do wake during the night and find him out training, sit with him

• He may not open up about his nightmares, at least not right away, but having your presence is enough to still his racing thoughts for even a moment

• There are nights where he can’t handle it all alone, the stress and pain and fear catching up to him all at once

• Those are the nights where he craves your presence the most, just to hold you and cry into your shoulder and allow himself a moment of vulnerability with one of the few who he trusts so dearly

#legend of zelda #legend of zelda x you #legend of zelda x reader #loz link #loz x reader #botw #botw link #loz botw #loz totk #botw zelda #botw zelink #botw zelink x reader #zelink #zelink x reader #gn reader #gender neutral reader #lu wild #lu wild x reader #lu flora #please tumblr why must you fight me trying to post this #let these two be happy #they're so touch starved please

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sleeping with link

pairing: link x gn!reader

tags: wholesome fluff, established relationship

link sleeps surprisingly tight! 

he doesn't sleep a lot, but when he does, he's out like a stone and lays completely still next to you

he doesn't move around at all, always staying on his side of the bed and taking as little space as possible, so you can have more space for yourself

link will only cuddle up next to you once the two of you are already dating for a while, as he's a bit too used sleeping by himself

link always lets you have more of the blanket, as he wants you to be comfortable

he's used to camping outside, so sleeping in a real bed is already comfortable enough, so he can give up the blanket and his space for you

link doesn't sleep a lot and he's often awake before you are, sneaking out of bed and already getting chores done, as well as making you breakfast

by the time you're awake, he'll bring you breakfast to bed and cuddle a little with you! 

#link x reader #link #x reader #x you #x y/n #x gn reader #tloz x reader #tloz #botw x reader #totk x reader #totk #botw #aoc x reader #aoc #fluff #headcanons #hcs #zelda #the legend of zelda #breath of the wild #tears of the kingdom #age of calamity #hyrule warriors #dating

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Been very busy lately. I do yard work for a neighbor of mine and had a job that took me the last few days so I've been fucking exhausted but! I have that T shot fic (which I'm not the most proud of but if I keep touching it, I'll just dislike it more), a zelda thing or two, a couple other cod ideas, possibly some re4 stuff, I have lots planned 💗

Not totally sure anyone will care to read this, but I wanna try and have more reader interactions with y'all 💗

#male reader #ftm reader #gn reader #botw x reader #loz x reader #link x reader #totk x reader #cod x reader #john mactavish x reader #john price x reader #kyle garrick x reader #simon riley x reader #gaz x reader #soap x reader #ghost x reader

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Hey Hey!!

Aren’t you tired of people writing angst? Do all of the fanfics of your favorite character have NSFW? Then this is the blog for you!

Not to hate on other writers however!! People can write whatever they want! I just favor fluff and comfort :]

Requests are open!! (However it might take me a moment to respond, my adhd is wild)

Rules + Masterlist + About Me below!!

Rules!!

I AM A MINOR!!!!! NO NSFW!!!

-No Incest, racism, homophobia, transphobia, ableism, or pedophilia!!

- This is a place of comfort and fluff! I will do angst to comfort or tropes like enemies to lovers but I want my readers to feel good and cared for after they read!!

-The reader in x readers will be GENDER NEUTRAL UNLESS SPECIFIED

-Y/N will not be used!!!

Masterlist

I will do headcanons, imagines, and full fanfics! I will mostly write x reader stuff!

Jujutsu Kaisen

Honkai Starrail

Danganronpa

Trigun

Chainsaw Man

About Me

Hello! My name is Fork and my pronouns are he/they! I am a minor, so please don’t be creepy!!

I love to draw and bake so there might be some photos of things I’m proud of on this blog!

#genshin impact x gn!reader #obey me imagines #linked universe x reader #twisted wonderland x gn!reader #mikoto kayano x reader #milgram x reader #obey me x reader #neuvillette x reader #idia shroud x reader #wriothesley x reader #danganronpa x reader #bubba sawyer x gn!reader #cod x gn!reader #slashers x reader #honkai star rail x reader #honkai star rail fluff #honkai star rail #hoyoverse #jujustu kaisen fluff #jujustu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen x gn!reader