#rotating like a microwave

[pastelsandpining]

warm

post-botw; 700 words

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It’s their first night together after a century separation; Link isn’t entirely certain what he should do. It’s…suffocating, in a way, to be so close to this girl he remembers but doesn’t know. The aching cavern of emptiness and grief tells him that she always has and always will mean plenty to him—but sharing a bed? He’s not sure how or why they ended up like this, what made them choose to share such a close space when there’s both everything and nothing familiar about it.

For the most part, the air is quiet. Silver slivers of moonlight slip through the window, but little more light is offered than that. He can feel the way the bed dips under her weight just behind him; can feel the warmth of her just a few inches from his back. He’s exhausted, every bone and joint in his body crying out for rest and restoration, but his brain can’t shut down. He’s too aware of the former princess—his former princess. Something about that hurts.

His eyes, fixated in one place for so long, only move from the wall when he hears something so soft that he’s not sure he’s heard it at all. That little sniffle makes him frown. He’s never known anyone to sniffle in their sleep. She must be as restless as him.

He turns over slowly, using as little motion as he can. She’s still facing opposite of him. Her golden hair spilling out over the pillow makes it harder for him to move any closer, though he doesn’t know if she would appreciate that anyway.

“Zelda?” he whispers, and it’s only after he’s said it that he realizes he’s dropped her title entirely. Is it disrespectful? There hasn’t been a monarchy in years; still, it’s proper though, isn’t it?

Her name feels more familiar than the word princess.

For a moment, she doesn’t say anything. It’s almost enough to convince him that she’s asleep—but she moves. She curls up tighter into herself, like she’s trying to hide, and he isn’t sure if she’s shaking because she’s cold, or if she’s crying. His heart wrenches for her; he’s known too well what it’s like to cry himself to sleep under the weight of trauma.

She’s cried in front of him before; of the few memories he has, that’s always been one of them. His body remembers too, knows the sounds of her sorrow, because he knows it, too—because his hands move before he can think better of it.

He rests one, gentle and slow, on her arm. There’s a sharp inhale, but she doesn’t speak. A beat passes where Link is afraid he’s overstepped. He doesn’t know her like he should, and she knows that. He knows that she knows because he’s seen it in her eyes every time she’s looked at him since her freedom. But her hand, a little smaller than his but trembling just the same, settles atop his.

Her fingertips are cold as ice.

It’s all the encouragement he needs. She’s cold, and he’ll be damned if she spends her first night in a hundred years anything but comfortable. He moves in, his arms folding around her in a warm embrace, and she melts against him with a sob that rips his heart in two. He doesn’t speak; he only holds her as she cries, and he brushes his lips over her clothed shoulder. Comfort if she needed, simple enough to consider a mistake if she didn’t.

A century’s worth of grief flows through them both. The difference lied in the fact that Link had to relearn his; Zelda’s despair had never left her.

He doesn’t know when, but he guesses the moon is a little higher in the sky by the time she quiets. She turns, away from that window and into his chest, and he knows it’s her muscle memory at work when her hands creep under his shirt and press flat against the skin of his back.

“You’re warm,” she says, quiet and muffled, hoarse from crying.

“Your fingers are freezing,” he tells her while his own glide up and down her back, searching endlessly for a resting place.

“Sorry,” she says, but she doesn’t lift her hands and he can hear the smile on her lips, no matter how small and broken it probably was.

It’s okay. It’s okay because he’ll fix it. He’ll make her smile full; until the sun can shine again, Link will lend her every bit of warmth she could ever need.

#botw #zelink #post botw #woke up at 6 am with this scene in my brain #rotating like a microwave #spent 3 hours trying to transfer it into words #got distracted several times over but #short and sweet i think #just thinking that they know each other so well #that muscle memory and instinct is stronger #than the amnesia and separation

[averaillisa]

I am once again thinking about zhongli

#he is Back on the Mind #rotating like a microwave #no coherent thoughts just 💞🥺💞 #me talking

[goji-pilled]

ha hah! bet u werent expecting another episode of DW AU, the prequel?!

The apartment was quiet. Despite being filled with four teenage girls, a full desert course spread across the isometric glass table, and fine tea cups filled with a delicious blend of spring tea not a noise was made from the four. Somewhere outside were the sounds of children laughing with thejr families as the city of Mitikihara lowly went to sleep.

In this once lively apartment were four girls, seated at a small table and all staring at one singular point; a small doll that looked like a little ragdoll was currently curled up against the girl with long locks of darkness, who was doing her best to comfort said doll despite her anxiousness. The doll kept burying itself further into Akemi-san's stomach and muttered gibberish nonsense, the noise dead upon four sets of ears. Kaname-san kept on of her hands in one of Miki-sans, the two constantly glancing between the doll amd Akemi-san. Mami could only stare at food, trying to gather her thoughts together and break this uncomfortable tension.

Thinking back to the labyrinth they had left - of all the mostly harmless familiars and sructures that laid within - an idea formed in Mami's mind and soon came a plan. Rising from the table Mami strood towards her kitchenette and to the fridge. Opening up the cold box she rummaged around for a block of gouda she had impulsively bought a while back, hoping to make a more western meal for her dinners a while back. Once she found the condensed dairy she sst herself down at the table and coughed to grab everyone's attention. The doll kept her face close to the middle school shirt Akemi-san was now wearing, until the girl nudged the little thing's face a bit once she saw what was in Mami's hands.

When the doll finally locked her eyes on the cheese its demeanor changed quite rapidly; instead of holding it self like a scsred child it immediately leapt out of Akemi's lap and latched itself onto the cheese and into Mami's lap. Craddeling the doll that now tore its way into the cheese, Mami couldn't help herself as she let out a tiny bemused giggle. That lay the foundation to a contagious giggle fit by everyone else except for the "dark" magical girl as Miki-san would no doubt call Akemi. Once the cheese was consumed the little doll noticed where it noe sat and looked up into Mami's eyes. Despite having two beady little buttons for eyes, Mami felt a sense of great sorrow and grief from the doll, as it latched onto her and muttered gibberish into her own stomach.

A cough came across from her, the source being none other than Akemi Homura.

"I believe we should... begin our discussions. You undoubtedly have many, many questions I assume?" Akemi looked to be uncomfortable, almost as if she were dreading the following conversations. Shifting her arms to craddle the little creature as if it were a creature, Mami nodded her head and steeled herself.

"I have many questions, as you have said Akemi-san." A sniff from the raven haired girl. "I suppose to start with, is if you have ever seen this before? Of a witch being repetant of its actions, of taking lives?" The doll shuddered and started to mutter its words even faster now. It took all of a second for Akemi to respond.

"I have never envountered a scenario where a witch has refused to bring harm upon someone, no. However, I'm sure that isn't the question you wanted to ask." She had the gall to say all that ever so calmly, without ever so much as blinking through Mami's attempts at easing herself to the big question. Akemi only waited patiently as she grabbed a warm cup and drank some tea, both soothing her throat and getting to the point.

"H-How are you alive right now!" screeched Miki-san, who now had a growing look of mortification as she realized how her query sounded. Based on Kaname-san's offended gasp and Akemi's own displeased frown they cought on too. "Not that it's a bad thing. It's good that you're still here, with us! And not, like, stuck in that witches belly and- I'll shut up now." Miki-san found her lap to be a very interesting sight to behold as Akemi sent a fierce glare towards her, Kaname-san patting her best friend's back while wearing a small frown.

"To answer you questions, my survival is linked to a very crucial part of ourselves and now you too Miki Sayaka." Setting her tea cup down Akemi flexed her left hand into a fist, before opening her palm as her soul gem manifested itself from the small silver ring on Akemi's ring finger. "Our soul gems are what gift us our powers, they allow us to perform to heights that no normal person could rightfully do. Such as sprinting across town, leaping atop rooftops, or even being inconvenienced by death." Akemi's eyes darkened at that, mouth parted as if she wanted to day more but couldn't.

What had she gone through to discover that horrible truth?

"As you already know, we must hunt witches in order to replenish our soul gems and keep our magical power. Should they be tarnished beyond salvation, I fear what agony a magical girl may be forced to endure." From what Akemi says, it sounds as if the gems don't necessarily heal them. It sounds as if they postpone the pain they would feel when the heal. To be forced to relieve that agony of years of pain and hardship...

Mami doubted no sane girl wouldn't break from it.

From what she can tell the others have reached a similar conclusion. Miki-san was grimacing at the thought of experiencing something like that, while Kaname-san had tears well up behind her eyes again. But a small part of Mami-san couldn't help but wonder...

"Akemi-san..." focused brought back onto herself, Homura stared into Mami's eyes. "How did you ever learn about this?" Oh how Mami wished she never thought to ask. She should have let her curiousity fester and burn out; the light in Homura's eyes died out a little, as the raven took in a sharp breath. Miki-san was raptured by such a reaction from the aloof girl, while Kaname-san seemed to prepare herself to hug Akemi.

"...I've lived long enough... to see and experience such things... often..." Oh, her heart. Mami felt her heart shatter as tears began to fall from her eyes. Kaname-san dived into Akem-Homura's side while Sayaka looked ashen. The little doll in Mami's hold struggled out of its own hug to go and comfort Homura; it latched itself around Homura's neck and nuzzled her cheek.

"I see." Mami sniffled back the last of her tears. It wouldn't do well to continue their discussions now, not with the atmosphere heavy and the day growing so late. "Miki-san, Kaname-san, Homura-san. I want to apologize for my failures this afternoon. I am a veteran, and yet I had almost..." and here came bacl the tears. Her failure was crashing down on her now, her arrogance leaving her open for a fatal finale upon the tragedy that is her life.

And now they'll leave her all alone, once more.

And hand pressed itself onto her shoulder. Glancing up she saw the blurry face of Homura looking down on her.

"Tomoe Mami, you are a veteran magical girl of approximately two years now. While it is expectant to have you perform at your heighest capabilities, it is not improbable for you to experience shortcomings. At these times, it is best for us to recollect ourselves and try to better ourselves...

"With some assitance from allies, if you will allow it."

Mami couldn't believe her ears. Akemi Homura, the mysterious dark magical girl veteran that had lectured into her head to beware death and treasure life, was now offering solace.

"She's right Mami-senpai." Snapping her head aside, the blonde saw Madoka and Sayaka beaming smiles at her. "It wouldn't be right to assume that you couldn't be knocked down, or waver when times are hard. You don't have to do this alone anymore."

"Yep! It's just as my wife says, we'll be with you every stel of the way Mami-senpai! Can't let anything bappen to our favorite senpai after all, right transfer student?" A sigh of fondness and roll of the eyes (odd...) and Homura nodded her head.

A tap on her knees and she saw the little witch looking at up at her once again. It streatched its cloth arms towards her as it jumped up and down, sounds of happiness coming out of her(?) not-mouth. Craddling the witch, Mami let out a teary laugh.

"I believe little Bebe also agrees with you all." At the looms of confusion Mami explained herself. "Well, we can't jjst call her a little witch or doll, can we? She has thoughts and acts like us too, it would be a bit dehumanizing to not give her a name." The witch - no, little Bebe - seemed to grow extatic at that and hugged the blonde's stomach tightly.

Then Bebe's mouth opened and the work creature sprung out to lick Mami on the cheek before nuzzling her again.

...something to discuss later.

i think im gettin better at writing th girls nd their dialogue with each ask. hope u enjoy, u nd everyone else who see ur blog! <3

I DO ENJOY THIS YES. YES YES YES.

#felix answers #rotating like a microwave #io3

[0xochitlsketches0]

There are so few characters in media as chewable as this lamb ʕ•̫͡•ʔ

#cult of the lamb #cotl #cotl lamb #cotl narinder #cotl fanart #cotl memes #rotating him around in my head like a hot dog in a microwave #cotl ratau #watch as they get progressively more complicated #cult of the lamb memes

[squids-and-waffles7]

slipping through my fingers

#the owl house #toh #camila noceda #luz noceda #toh luz #luz toh #camila toh #toh camila #i rotate these two in my brain 24/7 like it’s a microwave #theyre just so AGGGHH #love them to death #was gonna make an animatic to this song w them too but idk #thinking about it #art #owl house

[faerie-fang]

the winter king is sooo tumblr sexyman yes but can we talk about the candy queen being the best representation of your average tumblr user with Blorbo Disease — her fucking song???? “AND SO IM GONNA PUT YOU INTO A BLENDER WITH MEE, SET THE OVEN TO THREE HUNDRED AND FIFTY DEGREEES” nooo one understands love/obsession except for her and all of us

#fictional characters who would say stuff like #i need to put him in the microwave i need to put him in a jar and shake him #i am rotating him in my mind #she obsessed with that old man she’s sooo us coded #winter king #the winter king #candy queen #simon petrikov #fionna and cake #kelp #adventure time

[sinfullyrosey]

Azul: Where are those three?? The Lounge opens in half an hour, and they still haven’t showed u- *immediately halts and slowly turns to face the glass tank*

[Jade and Floyd, in their merforms, just chilling on the tank’s bottom, curled up against each other and grinning “innocently” at Azul]

Azul: . . .

Jade: :)

Floyd: :D

Azul: Where’s Y/N?

Shrimpmer!Reader, also in their merform, pokes head out from behind the twins: ?

Azul: I’m not even surprised anymore. This is the exact type of nonsense I’d expect from you two.

#Twisted Wonderland #TWST #Azul Ashengrotto #Jade Leech #Floyd Leech #GN!Reader #Azul is /DONE/ with the twin's bs #I was imagining those videos of a cat or dog laying down and a smaller cat/dog behind them #They just poke their little head out and it's so fucking cute #Shrimpermer!Reader rotating around in my head like a microwave

[weewoo911]

Thinking about this and So that was okay? and I don’t think you’re ready and I didn’t wanna pressure you and Are you absolutely sure about this?

I just have really strong feelings about characters who are trying to be the person they needed when they were younger

#911 abc #911 spoilers #bucktommy #Tommy kinard #i just think he’s neat ❤️ #idk i just have a lot of feelings 😭😭😭 #I am once again rotating blorbos in my mind like a microwave

[gabe-lovebot]

hello councilnation how are we feeling

#today i present you with a 3d model for a character that half the fanbase doesn't care about #tomorrow? who knows #(tomorrow i'll hopefully have sorted some things out and will upload the .blend for anyone that wants to mess around with it) #but yeah. so. how about that councilor huh #still rotating the guy in my head like its a microwave #ultrakill #councilor #councilor ultrakill #gabriel #gabriel ultrakill #oh jeez oh god i need a tag for my 3d things now #3d stuff #there that will do for now

[jellovella]

is this anything

#breaking bad #better call saul #i've been rotating them in my head like microwave mac n cheese cups

[gigawatt-smile]

He's so fucked up <3

#he's rotating in my mind like a microwave #lockwood and co #lockwood & co #l&co #anthony lockwood #l&co spoilers #l&co netflix spoilers #george is there so #george karim #george cubbins #1k #wtf #2k??????

[nell0-0]

Didn't have much time but I wanted to draw so badly, so have my fav silly guy just being happy for once

#linked universe #lu mask #oot link #mm link #young link #time travel shenanigans #tloz #tloz fanart #my art #I thought of him waving at Warriors and the captain being like “???” #rotating happy Mask brainrot on my mind like it's in a microwave #I really should draw him like this more #I like it #it looks so rough but I've had a rough week #rambling in the tags

[glowsticcc]

a compilation of q!missa with glasses bc he’s so important to me

bonus bagi:

#qsmp #qsmp missa #missasinfonia #my cubito i love him so much #rotating him in my brain like he’s microwave lasagna

[qcomicsy]

I don't think Bruce is ever angry at Jason. Frustrated? Yeah. But never angry. I think he's angry at himself. How can you hate the child who shoots blindly if it was you who taught them how to hold a gun?

#I have so many thoughts about them so many so many so many thoughts #I can't even bring my self to talk about it yet so I keep rotating them in my mind like a fucked up microwave #jason todd #json todd and beuce wayne #bruce wayne and jason todd #jason todd & bruce wayne #q rants #q rambles #🦇🦇🐦🐦

[hawkeabelas]

this post but it's all just my catgirl son boy

#adrien agreste #chat noir #chat blanc #cat walker #ephemeral #mister bug #rabbit noir #i am rotating him in a microwave i am wrapping him in a blanket like a burrito #miraculous ladybug

[valentimmy]

he’s going to take his mom to a walk

#timmy draws stuff #fanart #digital art #my art #ff7 #ffvii #sephiroth #final fantasy vii #jenova #horror #I’m rotating him in my mind like a microwave #he lives in my head and doesn’t even pay the rent he’s so mean 😒