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navstuffs · 8 months

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"Who did this to you?" trope + Leon Kennedy + Fluff (GN!Reader)

"Who did this to you?"

Leon's voice is sharp and urgent. His blue eyes scan your arms and your face, worried and angry, wrinkled forehead. Leon can't believe it. Before you can even open your mouth to explain, Leon is at his feet, disappearing in the direction of the stairs. His footsteps are heavy as he goes up the stairs. Before you can even get to the first steps, he is already opening the door to the guest bedroom.

When you arrive in the bedroom, you can hear Leon's stern voice reprimanding the one who caused you all those scratches on your arm.

"You can't do this, Meowth. That is inappropriate behavior for a gentleman cat."

You bite your lips to not laugh at the view: Leon reprimanding the cat you have recently been temporarily housing. Meowth was a fluffy orange hairball who seemed to hate you since the first encounter and, of course, adored Leon since the first meeting. Unconditionally. Meowth's golden eyes are focused on Leon, comfortable on his fluffy bed.

"It is fine, Leon," You try to argue, but Leon doesn't seem to listen, arms crossed like an upset father scolding his kid.

Meowth had scratched you before, but not so bad as this time. Someone needed to give him his meds on time, and Leon would arrive later from work, so. Meowth let his fury known the whole time you attempted to give his meds.

"It is not his fault." You argue again.

"He can't do this!"

"He doesn't understand you, babe. He is a cat." You reply a smile in your voice. "Besides, I am fine."

To your surprise (and yours only), Meowth seems to come out of his bed, his eyes focused on you. You go into alert, ready to run just in case, but Meowth, for the first time ever, simply rubs in your leg, his big golden eyes staring at you. As if apologizing.

"Uh. You are forgiven?" You answer, confused.

It seems enough. Meowth goes back to Leon, rubbing his legs and purring. Leon bends to scratch behind his ear.

"Good. Good kitty, Meowth."

You blink, smirking in their direction. You should be surprised, but you aren't. It was also nice to see Leon having a special bond with an animal, which seemed to bring happiness to him. Leon stares at you like a proud dad who just disciplined his kid, and he is pleased that it worked, and now you can't help but think you should turn this temporary housing into permanent.

#leon kennedy x reader #leon kennedy x you #leon kennedy #leon kennedy fluff #leon kennedy fanfic #leon kennedy fanfics #leon s kenney x reader #leon s kennedy x you #leon s kennedy fluff #leon s kennedy fanfic #leon s kennedy fanfics #this has been in my drafts for so long

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incorrectquoteslobby · 3 months

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Sonic, about Shadow: WHAT THE FUCK. I WAS ARGUING WITH HIM AND I SAID “OOH YOU WANNA KISS ME SO BAD,” AND GUESS WHAT? HE DID. HE KISSED ME. WHAT THE FUCK WHAT DO I DO.

#yOU GAVE HIM AN OPENING DUDE #this has been in my drafts for so long #sth #sth incorrect quotes #sonic the hedgehog #sonic #shadow the hedgehog #shadow the ultimate lifeform #shadow #sonadow #shadonic #sonic x shadow #shadow x sonic #sonadow incorrect quotes #shadonic incorrect quotes

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nobody-is-here01 · 3 months

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Kid Luffy : What’s it like being tall?

Kid Ace : Is it nice?

Kid Sabo : Can you reach comfortably for the cupboards?

Whitebeard who has witnessed the three of them do everything in their power to reach the keys to the pantry : We live in constant fear of the short ones who, in my experience, will climb four chairs, two boxes, a small coffee table, and six oddly placed stools to get what they want.

#one piece #asl as wb pirates #asl brothers #asl and whitebeard #edward newgate #This has been in my drafts for so long #I didn't know what to do with it

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awakefor48hours · 1 year

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There’s no stronger homoerotic tension in fiction than between two male characters that have been confirmed to be straight multiple times

#this is mainly about #superbat #this has been in my drafts for SO LONG

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sapphicseasapphire · 6 months

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It is said that hundreds of thousands of years ago, the Goddess Hylia lost her battle against an unrelenting evil.

Okay, well, lost isn’t exactly the right word, but she definitely didn’t win- just bought herself some time. After a battle that devastated the Surface, Hylia failed to kill the Demon King but managed to seal him away. And while peace befell her sacred land, she knew it would not last. It would take thousands of years for that seal to fail- an eternity for the inhabitants of her realm, but a blink of an eye for a Goddess such as herself.

If she couldn’t kill Demise this time around, the chances of her besting him they next time they clashed were slim to none.

Gods can’t kill Gods.

Hylia knew that in order to finish the battle once and for all, she would have to utilize the great power of the Triforce. The artifact, created by her sisters, was never meant to be wielded by deities, lest its ultimate power overwhelm them. No, only mortals- mortals with a worthy spirit- can hone its power into a single wish.

If Hylia had any hope of slaying the Demon King once and for all, she’d have to sacrifice her divinity and become one of the very mortals she was tasked with protecting.

With so little time to prepare, she hid the Triforce away inside of a temple and gathered all of her people inside. She tasked them with protecting the sacred power, keeping it safe until the time came that she would use it. And then, to ensure the safety of her little Hylians and the Triforce alike, she mustered her strength for the last time and sent her temple and the surrounding earth into the sky. They’d be far out of reach of the demons and monsters below, up above the clouds where the sun would shine on their faces and the wind would ruffle their hair. They’d never have to fear again- the only threat would be falling from such a height.

But Hylia had a plan for that, as well. She split her Hylians’ souls into halves, blessing them with a permanent protector in the shape of a godly bird. These birds, bonded forever to her people, would shield them from evil and prevent them from falling from the island of floating rocks. These birds would eventually become known as Loftwings, sacred gifts from the Goddess.

Still, Hylia was not finished. For a battle against the Demon King would be ugly and devastating- Demise did not fight fair- and the Goddess had to be prepared for every counter he could make. Firstly, she covered the sky with a barrier of clouds to hide away her precious Hylians and the sacred power. She focused her power into three wellsprings so when she is reborn, all she would have to do is meditate in the clear water to regain her memories and awaken the Goddess within. She spent weeks creating a soul for her mortal vessel. She called her Zelda.

And then, Hylia created a failsafe of sorts. A plan B, in case something went wrong that Hylia herself could not fix. Alongside the soul of Zelda, she went to work creating another. One with a strong enough spirit that, with tempering, would be able to wield the full Triforce. One who she could rely on of it all went wrong.

She called him Link.

Lastly, Hylia crafted a sword with the power to defeat such an evil as Demise. The spirit inside was blessed with infinite knowledge and, once tempered, would be an asset to her Chosen. After laying the sword to rest in the heart of a statue of herself, Hylia faded. Having done all of the preparation, all that she could do now was wait.

. . .

Thousands of years later, on a peaceful island in the sky, two special souls were born. Each of them split in two, just like the others, one half creating a Hylian and the other half creating a Loftwing. They grew together, just as Hylia intended.

Link, her Chosen Hero, was oddly soft. He was kind and gentle and a little bit of a pushover. The kid spend long hours of the day either dozing or flying with his Loftwing, he was bullied and didn’t stand up for himself, he rarely spoke at all.

It would take a lot of work to make him the Hero that Hylia required.

Zelda, on the other hand, was perfect. Hylia’s spirit rested within, but no one was the wiser. She was a strong personality, bossy but kind. Her smile could light up a whole room. She was confident and empathetic: where Link lacked the capacity to stand up for himself, Zelda always spoke out. When Link slept in, Zelda woke him in time for class. When Link was lost in his thoughts, mindlessly soaring through the air, Zelda always reminded him to come home before the sun set.

Truly, the Hero came to depend on Zelda. And she loved him.

And then she was stolen away.

All was not going as planned. Immediately after Zelda was stolen from her perch above the clouds, the failsafe was activated and the spirit of the Goddess Sword awoke. Link, wielding the blade, fearlessly dove through the parted clouds in search of his dear Zelda.

Anyone would be shocked by the transformation of the child. While he remained kind and thoughtful, he hardened during his divine quest. His skill with the blade grew exponentially, his body and his mind strengthened, and he had the courage to do whatever was asked of him.

But still, as Zelda worked to recover her memories of Hylia, Link was not yet ready to fight in her stead.

In order to reach his dearest friend, he had to temper his sword along with his spirit. He did this by completing the Silent Realm trails put in place by the Golden Three. Farore’s honed his courage, Nayru’s strengthened his wisdom, and Din’s tested his power.

He completed them without complaint, desperate to see his Zelda again.

He had no idea how short their reunion would be.

Zelda, his best friend, the love of his life, the person who he risked everything for, had revealed their roles in the Gods’ divine game. That she was none other than Hylia herself. And that… that she had used him.

And still, it wasn’t over. He could not yet wield the Triforce.

There was one more Silent Realm that he had to complete: Hylia’s own. The Goddess’s Silent Realm was the hardest of all of them. Not because of its technical difficulty, but because it took Link’s home- his safe space- and warped it. Turned it against him. This Silent Realm’s purpose was not to test his virtues, but to forge the Hero’s Spirit. To make him into something more, more powerful, more courageous, more wise. It would take all the work he’d done thus far and make change his spirit permenantly.

It took him ages to complete Hylia’s final trail.

And when he did, it wasn’t just his spirit that was changed.

You see, one cannot strengthen their spirit when their soul is split in half. In order to become Hylia’s perfect weapon, Link’s soul had fused back together. He emerged from the trail with a new body, a new mind, a new him. The most notable change was the massive crimson wings sprouting from his upper back. The curled tail and fan of red feathers at his lower back. The red spots on his cheeks.

But much had changed under the surface as well. He was no longer Link. And he wasn’t Aepon either. He has all of their memories, all of their thoughts, all of them, but he was someone entirely new. He was himself, and he felt complete in a way he never had before.

As Link and as Aepon, he always felt a hollowness that he could not explain. In fact, he didn’t even realize he felt it until it was gone. After his fusion, he feels whole. There’s a fullness in his chest, a peace in his mind, that were not there before.

He was not Link. He was not Aepon.

He decided to call himself Sky.

He finished his divine quest, he made it through Sky Keep and wished upon the Triforce. He rushed to the Sealed Temple to hold Zelda when she woke. He defeated Ghirahim and his monsters and the God of Evil and Hatred when Hylia’s plan went awry.

He had finally done it; he had become Hylia’s Chosen Hero. He’s just… a little different now.

. . .

Some notes!

• When Sky is first formed, he’s so clumsy. Link had never had wings before and Aepon’s never had a human body before. So maneuvering around his very difficult. Those wings are heavy! His balance is off for days.

• Everything that Link learned, Sky knows. He’s an excellent swordsman, a musician, and an artist. He’s just as welcoming and humble and soft as Link used to be. Everything that Aepon learned, Sky knows. He grew wings and instantly already knew out to fly, he can speak to birds (when I say he can speak to birds, I mean this man chirps), and he can do those cool spiral attacks in the air. He’s just as proud and loving and fierce as Aepon used to be.

• He is NOT like Four. While he is two separate parts made whole, there are no Link thoughts. No Aepon thoughts. Just Sky thoughts. It’s very confusing in his head, trying to sort through two separate memories of the same moment, but Sky tries to focus more on the present than the past.

• Kind of bouncing off of that last one, Sky doesn’t know how to talk about himself before his fusion. He often has a hard time differentiating between the two perspectives as he tells stories, which makes things confusing for everyone. So he just… doesn’t.

• There is definitely some grief in k owing you’ve changed so much that you’re unrecognizable. The part of him that remembers being Link misses the feeling of hugging his Loftwing or- oh I don’t know- FITTING THROUGH DOORS. The part that remembers being Aepon misses the weight of his Hylian on his back, misses the freedom of the open air. Sky harbors these feelings but doesn’t quite know how to express them.

• Those first few days after his quest are all about self discovery. It makes Sky VERY uncomfortable to be called ‘Link,’ and his friends do that quite often by accident. And while Sky is trying to figure out who he is, they’re all mourning the loss of their friend.

• SO SOFT!!! He’s a hugger and his wings are SO WARM. He’s so kind and gentle but also literally killed a God so don’t cross him. (My favorite character traits)

• He can’t fit into shirts anymore- no way he’s fitting anything over his shoulders- and his Sailcloth is rendered useless now that he has wings. But he can’t bear to not use it anymore, so he wraps it around his chest to cover himself. Zelda helps him the first few times as he’s still learning coordination of his wings.

• Flying is SO important to him. I cannot stress this enough. He spends like half the day in the air.

• Shoes are a big no. It’s a huge sensory issue for his bird brain. But that’s okay because in theory, his feet barely touch the ground.

• BIRD BOY BIRD BOY BIRD BOY BIRD BOY

• He’s my favorite!! I have so much more to say about him but this is long enough so I’ll shut up for now! But there will definitely be more!

Original Character Sheets!

Wild’s Origin!

Time’s Origin!

#my art #fanart #the legend of zelda #chain as cryptids au #oh look I’m writing again #sorry #CAC origins #Skyward Sword #loz hylia #i love the bird boy #sometimes you just gotta give Sky wings you know?#this has been in my drafts for SO LONG #cryptid sky #links meet au

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spookibird · 1 year

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Some thoughts about if RTC was ever adapted to a film and what I think would be interesting:

First of all Karnak as an actual animatronic or puppet, it's doable

Each of the choir kids' songs would be visually different as well as different music styles

Hype up Jane's creepiness, they could put a lotta effort into the makeup

The kids would still be the backup performers, but their costumes can be more intricate, not just their school uniforms with accessories

WTWN would be very much exaggerated, like a mix between a pop music video, a gameshow, and an influencer's travel video, it would feel too staged and perfect, very much trying to hype up Ocean and push down the others

Noel's Lament would be in black and white, very much inspired by old cinema, particularly French tragedies, for obvious reasons, somewhat gloomy, but also oddly beautiful, plus a film could go all out with the costumes for this one, bonus if they change how the film is shot specifically for this song to emphasise the old cinema vibes

TSIA is just an over the top music video, not in the same way WTWN is tho, it's flashy but it's like a music video made by a small youtuber (for obvious reasons), feeling a bit homemade but they rock it

Talia would completely contrast TSIA and be exceedingly beautiful, think gorgeous paintings and historical romance films, it would absolutely be about a wedding, just completely opposite to the flashy materialistic TSIA

tbf TSIA/Talia could also be like a mini romance film, going from Mischa living his awesome life, to meeting her in the club, then getting married

SABM would be 100% like early sci-fi films, including cheesy effects and costumes, I want Ricky's outfit to look absolutely over the top as well, inspired by some 70s/80s prog rock looks, give him a cape, and incorporate his mobility aids there's so much potential

TBoJD would be very gothic, with minimal colours, portraying a tragic funeral for the mystery victim, attended by faceless guests and the choir, until the music picks up

bc its such an iconic part of the show, Jane would still fly around, and the setting would become a surreal interpretation of the cyclone accident, the one memory and subsequently the one defining factor Jane has to reflect on

Sugar Cloud would be a celebration, hyping up Constance and her newfound joy in life, a stage in the sky where she can freely perform and dance with her friends

The recorder solo stays as her giving someone the mic and the rest headbanging to it

I feel like it has potential to be really cool but also they could just as easily ruin it,

Finally Ocean would be the obligatary mainstream singer casting, and WTWN would be really hyped up and it would be really cursed

#ride the cyclone #rtc #ocean o'connell rosenberg #jane doe rtc #noel gruber #mischa bachinski #ricky potts #constance blackwood rtc #this has been in my drafts for so long

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waystarresourceco · 2 months

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Shiv + Caroline from Succession l Cal + Cathy (Kate) from East of Eden

#this has been in my drafts for so long #honestly forgot I hadn't posted it #the original context from the book is also wildly different than how I'm using it here but...we'll ignore that #plus you can never have too much East of Eden #Shiv lives in my head 24/7 #as does Caroline #shiv roy #caroline collingwood #hbo succession #succession #east of eden #john steinbeck

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uncanny-tranny · 2 years

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It's really interesting to go through transition more and more to where my body is visibly... transitioned, I suppose, because you really get to witness just how much you blow cis peoples' minds.

It's simultaneously exhausting when you're expected to give a transition 101 to clueless cis people, but sometimes it's interesting to see that not only does the average cis person not know much at all about trans bodies, but they don't know much about their own bodies. It truly goes to show that cis people aren't, like, the authority of gender because they popped out the womb and grew up and learned their gender happens to align itself in a certain way. It also shows that we need to have more accessible opportunities for people to learn more about their bodies and other types of bodies.

#trans #transgender #lgbt #lgbtq #ftm #mtf #nonbinary #this has been in my drafts for so long #no clue why i didn't expand on it because this needed to be tweaked #the amount of things i've seen cis people say about hormones/primary and secondary sex characteristics/ect has been blatently incorrect #it's weird because cis people are given more credibility even if they are wildly incorrect and trans people are treated like simpletons...#anyway that's just been my observations over the many encounters and time i've been out #obviously this doesn't apply to like... everybody. i'm talking about a general trend

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sev-on-kamino · 10 months

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Gather round, girlies (GN)! We’re talking ✨Captain Rex✨ today.

Rex’s entire focus is his brothers and the GAR

He was bred to be a badass soldier, and he’s good with that

So on the battlefield he hits those notes with precision

He wasn’t bred to be Captain Rizz, so he can’t hit those notes without effort, and learning how to explore that side of himself

Social situations call for a skill set he wasn’t given or trained in, and didn’t feel like he had any need for

So while the boys are working on pick up lines and developing ungodly amounts of swag (looking at you Fives, and Kix!) he’s like nah, I’m good

And when he’s put in situations where those skills would be handy, he’s out of his depth and awkward

This takes me to the Rex x Reader fun of it all

You meet Rex in a professional capacity on the battlefield

He’s completely sure of himself in that role, and he’s a badass

You continue to think that’s who this man is all of the time until you’re put into a social situation where the lines are blurred and he falls apart

When he looks at you as medic, comms officer, mechanic, etc. you’re part of the machine. Valued of course, but your place in relation to him is clearly defined

When you’re in your civvies on shore leave, you’re now an attractive person talking to Rex the man, not Rex the captain

He’s interested no doubt, but ??? how to do the flirting???

Rex.exe has stopped working. Would you like to close the program or wait for it to respond?

This isn’t in the manual, there’s no defined rules of engagement that he can fall back on

It’s adapt and survive, and he can’t shoot his way into or out of it

You have to take the lead, you have to woo him

You want Rex? You gotta work for him. You gotta spell it out. You gotta take initiative.

Now once he’s sure of where he stands with you, sure of his place in your life?

It’s over for you in the best way possible

That confident, sure version of him is back in play

He knows what you like, what makes you happy, what turns you on

Now, it’s just timing and strategy, and he’s great at that