Sky sees an unfamiliar foe and clearly goes through the standard Zelda Enemy Weakpoint Checklist.
1. Try to slash it.
2. Try to hit it from behind.
3. Try an item.
4. Go for the eye.
Meanwhile Twilight?
5. YEET
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he’s right
(Or: Revali gave Link the paraglider, change my mind)
About five seconds into BotW, I got inordinately attached to the paraglider (and wrote fic about it). Link’s paraglider appears to be the only one in existence and I am seeing surprisingly little speculation about its origin. So allow me to posit a theory: Link received the paraglider from Revali.
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Marinette losing her feelings over Adrien because he stills wants to push the idea that ladybug is just in "denial" over her feelings for Chat could be a thing.
From Adrien’s perspective if he ever found out that would be terrible.
From my perspective it would be hilarious. She doesn’t hate him or anything, just every time he opens his mouth her feelings fade a little until they are legitimately just friends.
Part I - Part II - Part III - Part IV I had a lot of Wulfenbach family feels after reading the first Girl Genius novel, and this just kind of poured out of me. Kind of a fix-it fic, I guess? People actually talk to each other and so good things happen. I will definately be writing more of this, I just love these idiots so much. (Also, credit for a lot of the details of Gil’s backstory goes to the absolutely amazing fic Well Met at Mechanicsburg. Seriously. Go read it.)
The saga of “Link eating things he shouldn’t” continues!
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Zelda: If it helps, I also put a lynel gut in it :'D
Link: ((Princess that does not help))
executive dysfunction is telling yourself for two and a half hours that you need to shower bc you smell like your workplace and you absolutely Cannot do Anything Else until you shower, doing Any Other Thing before showering is illegal!!! but you still haven’t for some reason??? you’ve just been sitting on your bed in a towel scrolling tumblr for 2+ hours thinking “I need to shower right now immediately” and growing increasingly frustrated that you are still not clean and you haven’t eaten or done your laundry either
Have just spent several hours hunting this down, am now reblogging to make it easier to find
Tech hacks into priority chat because the Bad Batch want to know if there are any regs that are not “normal”. They stare in confusion and interest when they begin to see that maybe no one is “normal” or sane.
Or you know. Technically as unit commander Hunter is entitled access… hehehe OneNoted
I feel like Bruce Wayne projects the kind of amiable playboy 'fun' vibe that he'd be the type of celebrity that certain interviewers feel comfortable surprising with puppies.
You know the kind of shows I mean.
The late-night talk show situations where they're making benign small talk with their smiling guest, and there's a segment where animals get brought out, usually to talk about some sort of ecological relief effort.
So you're watching your trash TV talk show late at night, and you get to watch billionaire pretty boy Bruce Wayne be begrudgingly talked into holding a (relatively) harmless creature which inevitably gets a lot of delighted shrieks from the audience as it starts being a lot more active than the handler promised. And to his credit, Bruce doesn't flinch, he doesn't freak out. But his eyes are a little wide, and his voice a little tight as the smile on his face takes on a slight rictus quality before he's inevitably rescued by an apologetic handler who is also laughing because they all know there was no real danger, it was just funny to put Bruce, who is an undeniable good sport and already laughing along, out of his comfort zone for the sake of charity.
Meanwhile, up in the Justice League headquarters, several founding members of the League are wondering how fast they can get a fake Oscar award shipped to the space station because fuck off. Absolutely fuck off, Bruce. Where the fuck did he study? Juilliard? (Probably.)
(Clark ends up going to a novelty store during the commercial break. It's faster than trying to get anything shipped, even with the infrastructure Bats built for them. He finds it several days later taped to his console in a conspicuously empty briefing room. It's gaudy and awful, the words "Best Actor" engraved on the plaque. No one's around to see him smile. No one comments when it vanishes. Everyone thinks it's been yeeted out an airlock. Dick absolutely comments when it shows up in the manor, stashed in one of the trophy cases that sprung up for all the bat kids' school awards. Bruce has no idea how it got there. Must have been Alfred. (It was not.))
Anyway, consider, for your amusement, Bruce Wayne getting highjacked on The Gotham Toight Show with a handful of wriggling puppies and, for a split second, not having to pretend he's delighted to be there.
“for her”
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the burden of failure and fear of disappointment. sometimes ya just gotta keep it to yourself
She/her, East coast American, born in 1997; this is a fandom blog. I like Sherlock, Detective Conan, Miraculous Ladybug, Girl Genius, HTTYD, ATLA, and The Mandalorian (among others)
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