Chapter 7 is at last, posted for Speed Run at Your Own Risk! Please enjoy the excerpt below the cut and maybe check out the entire fic!
Any further discussion cut off as Wild, drenched both from the ocean and the sky, stumbled up to them, seaweed hanging around his shoulders like an especially slimy shawl.
“Guys, you won’t believe this! I found this cool weapon you swing and stuff! Like, it's not really a stabby thing it’s more of a… a… a wham type thing! See you just–!”
Hyrule ducked as Wild’s new weapon soared through the space his head had previously occupied. He jumped back as it came around a second time, “Hey!”
“I could win so many fights with this!”
Next to him, Four started laughing, Hyrule fought a smile until he caught the look in Wild’s eyes as he stuttered momentarily before continuing his ramble.
“It would give me a longer reach! I could just knock 'em all over and, and, ah…”
Continued laughter had the wind slowly falling out of his sails, the light in his eyes flickering. Hyrule considered the feasibility of killing the hero of the four swords without potentially destroying a timeline somewhere. Not that they didn’t toe that line every time they stepped into battle on this quest.
Luckily for Four’s heart and attached body parts, the sodden hero rallied quickly. However, Wild’s solution was to start making dramatic whooshing sounds to drown out Four’s merriment in lieu of saying anything else complimentary about his weapon.
Hyrule sighed and held a hand out to stop the ‘deadliest thing this side of Hyrule’, “I hate to be the bearer of bad news,” He tugged at the wood in his grasp, “But an oar is not exactly a high grade weapon.”
Four took a breath, whipping a tear from his eye, “It’s not made to be a weapon at all, you use it for-”
“Tell that to the Calamity and my nine wooden branches then!”
It was at this point in the conversation that Twilight, Sky, and Wind came into hearing range. “Alright I was going to give you good news, but now I just want to know what nine wooden branches and the Calamity have to do with anything.”
Wild held out his oar, not even a proper oar as it was too short. “I’m going to conquer the world with this.”
“That’s a paddle.”
“We’ve been trying to tell him, Rancher, but he’s invested.”
Sky, it seemed, couldn’t help but root for the underdog in the situation. “With his track record he could probably make it work?”
“Are you asking me or telling me?”
The conviction could only last so long, “Definitely asking.”
“The betrayal,” Wild tucked his only friend to his chest, “Slandered in my own home.”
“You don’t live here.” Four chimed in.
“I can’t believe you’d doubt me and the best weapon I’ve ever held.”
“I’m gonna have to stop you right there.”
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I think one of my “favorite” things is when people misinterpret what it means to be aroace. Watching people so clearly not understand the complexity behind the spectrum of aromatic and asexuality and then proceed to say they “stand with” aroace as an ally is so hilarious to me. Especially when they use this to start bashing on a perfectly fine ship, especially because said ship gets in the way of theirs.
Aroace does not mean no attraction. The plastered poster face for it is people who don’t feel ANY types of attraction, but that does not mean everyone. Aromantic people can date and fall in love. Asexual people can fuck. Aroace people can do both.
Yes, aroace rep IS needed. But we still have it via Luffy—just because Luffy kisses someone (hypothetically) doesn’t mean we just yeeted the aroace label off of him. He is STILL aroace. You know who else is aroace? Bon Clay, for one. Zoro as well. Yet I don’t see people screaming that shipping Zoro with someone completely erases the aroace label, now do I?
Ugh, I’d totally make a whole ass essay about this, but it’s half till midnight. It’s just. Been on my mind for a few hours and I need to say a little shit
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hello hello sorry for not updating so long! (i’ve cooled off on the fandom rip, adhd is a cruel mistress and i’m simply her little lapdog.) but that being said i have some noid wips as a fun little exercise! (opensourcing the process so to speak.) i’m not proud of all of these, hence i did not use them and also i’m readmoring, but i think it’s still fun to look at. so feel free to click through.
studies of his face, includes trace. he’s got a childishness to the proportion that’s really difficult to reconcile with the angles.
the above are sketches i did. it was difficult…. but i do like looking at him so no loss here teehee.
anyway bye for now!
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remus lupin who sits by a barely open window with a book in the dorm while it rains. remus lupin who loves to step on the frosted leaves that are scattered across the school grounds. remus lupin who is always absentmindedly humming while he studies. remus lupin who admires his friends animation as they talk when he’s too tired to join the conversation. remus lupin who buries himself in a book or studying when he’s stressed or anxious. remus lupin who begrudgingly joins in when his friends are dancing around the common room. remus lupin who is glad that he gets to have friends but overthinks it at any given moment.
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@wolfstarmicrofic prompt: forget
“I wish I could care.”
It came out of nowhere, the two of them sat at a table in Grimmauld Place, sipping tea in silence.
“Hm?” Remus lifted his head, confused.
“I- I wish I could care that I don’t miss you.”
Remus tried to hide the shattering of his heart. He already knew that.
Why did it still hurt?
“I never thought I’d forget how to love you, you know.” Sirius said with a hollow laugh, sending a chill down Remus’ spine.
He had never seen Sirius’ eyes so empty.
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