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madame-simsa  asked:

What is your most favorite quote?

Oh man…I have so many and it kind of depends on the day you ask me. However, I can say that these three are contenders: 

1. Do I Dare Disturb the Universe- T.S. Eliot - going to get a tattoo of this one day! I love this poem, but I love how powerful this line feels. 

2. I spent my life folded between the pages of books. In the absence of human relationships I formed bonds with paper characters. I lived love and loss through stories threaded in history; I experienced adolescence by association. My world is one interwoven web of words, stringing limb to limb, bone to sinew, thoughts and images all together. I am a being comprised of letters, a character created by sentences, a figment of imagination formed through fiction. - Tahereh Mafi, Shatter Me- I am obsessed with this quote. I relate to it so much! 

3. I fell in love with her courage, her sincerity, and her flaming self respect. And it’s these things I’d believe in, even if the whole world indulged in wild suspicions that she wasn’t all she should be. I love her and it is the beginning of everything. -F. Scott Fitzgerald- Swoon :) I want someone who would write about me like he wrote about Zelda. Just maybe not drink as much lol.

What’s your favorite quote?

Lauren

Sidon’s Epic Pining Adventure

Chapter 5: Doomed Thoughts

Author’s Notes: …So. First of all. Sharks don’t have vocal chords. Which utterly betrayed my headcanon that Sidon can be super expressive with fin and gill flares and also makes a variety of involuntary snorts, grunts, roars, growls, purrs, etc based on the situation. 

So. Congrats. Sidon now acts like a fucking cat because purring affectionate zora dad that just puffs out all aggressively when he’s angry is the cutest fucking thing and you fucking know it.

Also this chapter ends on an angst note because it was getting too long and I had to split this one just before important life chats with Dad Dorephan. I’m sorry. 

Second of all, I can guarantee that the rating of this fic will go up.

LET THE PINING BEGIN!

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anonymous asked:

Scenario where Link becomes of age to drink, and Zelda give him a bit too much liquid courage? Maybe just tipsy enough to go further than first base with her? I'm thinking some smut, borderline nsfw? How about his hangover come morning and Zelda's sobering concoction waiting for him?

i love this hehe i’ll have fun with this one

(sorry yall i haven’t been on my laptop and i prefer answering asks on my laptop so you’ll be seeing lots of asks over the next few hours!)

~mod navi

Tipsy Link (Link and Zelda)

(just for clarification he’s not super drunk only a lil bit, enough to overshare and not really think before he speaks like he can still walk also this may not be 100% accurate as i have never had alcohol before but i’m doing my best)

also link gets very seductive and zelda is into it. enjoy

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Lesson Number One - A Zelink Oneshot

It had been a season since his nuptials to Zelda, and he was convinced that he was the happiest man alive. Marriage brought many wonderful things in the eyes of propriety, and it made his life much easier. But with the end of these societal boundaries that had bound him for so long came the end of his excuses. Being married had forced him to confront one of his most embarrassing failings: that he was woefully inept when it came to anything in the bedroom.

Whoops my hand slipped and I wrote more bashful Link. 

Only God can judge me. 

Check out the AU premise here, and the tag here! Lots of great writing and art! 

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(I’m going to assume they’re a little aged up for this.  Also, caveat: I have never personally been drunk, so I don’t have a lot of frame-of-reference here.)

Green gets really emotional.  Once while drunk, he tried to hug all four of the others at the same time, saying “I love all you guys” with tears in his eyes.  If he continues drinking past that point, he probably passes out and starts snoring really quick.

Blue tries to tell jokes, but they make less and less sense the more he drinks.  When he’s really drunk, he ends up at the surrealist sort of “Why did the cucco cross the road?  Fourteen!” level of lolrandom humor.

Red holds his alcohol better than you’d expect – or maybe it’s just that he doesn’t have many inhibitions in the first place.  He’s maybe a little more cuddly than usual?  Really hard to tell, considering the baseline is already so high.

Vio doesn’t drink, because he hates feeling like he’s not in complete control of himself.  (He was faking it at the Fire Temple.)

A drunk Shadow is a Shadow who has lost all ability to discern good ideas from bad ideas.  Dare him to do something.  Just about anything.  He will do it.  He’ll probably shout “parkour!” first, too.  The fact that he actually can do parkour is worth nothing, either: he’s gonna fall flat on his face.

notsosilentprincess replied to your post “if the vai won’t give Link that one beverage when you’re in Gerudo…”

well we know he’s at least 17 since he went to mt. lanayru with zelda. the drinking age of japan is 20 though so he could be 17-20. i would say -at the very oldest- 18.

breakdawn-avenue replied to your post “if the vai won’t give Link that one beverage when you’re in Gerudo…”

wouldn’t someone need to consider where you get the game, too? like, europe/german, you are an adult with 18 years by law. japan, like notsosilentprincess wrote, the “adult-marker” is 20 (wasn’t it 21?)

piefanart replied to your post “if the vai won’t give Link that one beverage when you’re in Gerudo…”

Maybe they do it by looks unless they know the person?? Cause link looks young especially as a girl


HMMMMMM this just has me thinking. I know he’s at least 17 because of Mt. Lanayru. The drinking age of Japan is something specific to note because they probably would have used that as their marker, so good point!!

Link maybe does look younger as a girl. But I feel like in the game, it makes it clear that he’s a “young man,” not an adult… even though some characters refer to him as “man” I don’t know that they actually consider him an Adult. It’s an interesting debate. I think I write him as 17… and then by the time he defeats Ganon he could be 18, and Zelda still 17. Well… plus a hundred years, but they haven’t changed appearance or personality much, so I really don’t think it counts tbh :>

missdellarosa  asked:

Prompt: tp Zelda sneaks out of the castle at evening to meet Link at Telma's bar, to have a friendly chat, but it ends up with the realization they are in love with each other.

I’m so sorry it took so long! I honestly didn’t know how I wanted to write it so I just kinda went with it. Also it’s long but I hope you like it anyway!


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Princess Zelda could hear the distant chattering and laughter, see the orange glow of light within the darkness of the tunnel, almost feel the change from the mundane of the castle to the gaiety just within her grasp. Her heart had picked up its pace and her footsteps a little faster too as she sucked in a breath, a small smile surfacing. She was excited.

Through the doorway she passed and at once she shielded her eyes as she waited for her them to adjust. The atmosphere welcomed her, beckoned her further to join in the drunken mirth, and maybe she would. Looking down at the people below her, average faces, some she recognized, and even her own Hylian knights, watching their flushed, smiling faces, but she did not spot the one who had invited her.

She closed the tapestry that revealed the secret passage and spotted Temla behind the bar. The bar owner smiled up at her and Zelda smiled back; she forgot how long it had been since she’d seen her. Temla nodded her head toward the end of the room where the least amount of people would see, and from up in the rafters Zelda walked to where Temla directed.

“My, Zelda honey, how long as it been?” Temla said as she helped her down.

“Too long, Telma.” The Princess replied and embraced her.

“Link is in the back with a few friends. We can catch up later, I’ll bring you some drinks.” Telma said.

Zelda spotted him from across the room, his gloves and hat had been removed, cheeks lightly flushed and pint of what appeared to be beer in his hand. She watched a smile creep across his face, eyes bright, and then he laughed.

She found herself walking towards him ignoring the stares and leering men sitting at the tables she passed. When Link noticed her his smile widened and he stood to his feet, pulling out his chair for her to take.

“I’m glad you could come,” he said.

“I’m happy you invited me.” Zelda returned.

The others at the table, the same group of people that had aided Link in the taking of Hyrule Castle, The Resistance, greeted her politely. She remembered them, Auru, Ashei, Rusl, and Shad, and each one of them bore a large grin and flushed cheeks.

“We are more than happy to be in your company again,” Rusl said before passing her a pint.

She took it graciously, but did not sip, having no need for it at the moment.

“Does Her Highness even drink?” Ashei jest was riddled with sarcasm, but Zelda heard the friendliness to her tone.

She smirked and said simply, “Here and there.”

“You have?” Shad did not hide his surprise.

“Of course she has! Up in her castle what else is there to do to pass the time?” Auru said with a chuckle. “Any drinking games Zelda?”

She was appreciative of the lack of formality, having no need of it, no desire for it, “A few.”

“Are you any good?”

“I might be,” her tone was nonchalant.

The gang got excited then, both because Telma had brought them hard Hylian whiskey in shot glasses and generously left the bottle, and also due to Zelda’s bold response.

“We shall play!” Auru slapped his hand against the table, his smile wide, his eyes fiery with excitement.

Zelda passed a glance at Link, and he smiled as he stared at her, daring her to accept. Looking back at Auru, she nodded. He then proceeded to explain the simple rules. Drink until the liquor cannot be held. The first to vomit loses.

“I hardly think this game fair,” Zelda said smiling, “You have a head start. I’ll win.”

Auru shook his head, “Bah! This is piss water!” He laughed and she saw Temla glare at him from behind having overheard. Zelda chuckled.

“And besides,” he continued, “you’re a little thing! You’ll be finished after three at most!”

It was Zelda that poured the whiskey and started their game. The gang cheered and drank their liquor was they watched, but it was Link’s eyes she felt most intensely on her as she lifted the shot and drank it down alongside Auru. The alcohol was smooth as it burned it’s way down to her stomach and heating her body. She stared at Auru, the challenge in her eyes.

And they drank together, shot after shot, and everyone watched with surprise and awe as she surpassed their expectations. She and Auru had drank down six shots and she could see the affects of the liquor starting to show in Auru. His cheeks were flushed red, a small bead of sweat had broken out across his forehead, and all brightness had disappeared from his eyes.

“You have no doubt–” Auru swallowed as he attempted to hold down his seventh shot, “exceeded my expectations.”

Zelda sat straight in her seat, her cheeks warm and pink, the corners of her lips turned up. She could not deny that she had become tipsy, but it was nothing she hadn’t experienced before. At least she was having fun this time.

“Do you still wish to continue?” She offered.

“Back down? Not from my own challenge.” Auru found it difficult to lift his arm, his mouth agape, and he blinked as if it clear his head. He tilted his head back as he drank the next shot. Zelda did the same and waited, her hand on the bottle ready to pour them both another glass. Auru blinked again, his breathing heavy as he struggled to compose himself.

“She doesn’t even appear phased,” Shad said to Ashei, “not in the least.”

“Strange to see our Queen drink so much, yeah?”

Zelda opened her mouth to reply, but it was Link who replied, “Castle life is different. Take up her crown first before you cast judgement.”

Ashei crossed her arms in defense, “There is no judgement here, Link. A joke, yeah?”

Before anyone could respond, Auru’s head slammed against the table, his body limp, and everyone laughed at the sight. Zelda sitting proud at the opposite end of the table, her eyes shinning and cheeks warm and pink, had beaten Auru. Rusl took a seat beside Auru and slapped his face, attempting to bring him from unconsciousness while pouring a glass of water. The older man groaned in response.

In between his laughter Shad spoke, “Such a surprise! No small delight!”

“Spill it yeah?” Ashei said with a grin and genuine curiosity, “How often do you drink?”

“Let’s just say I have led a few small council meetings,” she lifted her thumb and pointer finger, a tiny gap between them to explain her point, “just a little bit drunk.”

The group laughed fullheartedly and Zelda shrugged, her lips a smile, unashamed, “May not be my wisest of moments.”

“Abed and unconscious, and you will still remain the wisest in all of Hyrule.” Link said as he finished the last of his pint and the group erupted with laughter. His eyes turned on her and his smile crooked. Zelda however wasn’t sure whether his statement was a compliment or insult, but she did not ponder it long. Something in Link’s eyes–they had remained on her, alit with mirth, yet there something else Zelda was unable to recognize, not with her head fogged by such glee. Or was it the alcohol? Regardless, she found herself drawn to that look, it suited him well.

The evening continued with more drinks and stories. It didn’t take long for Auru to come to, and he too was joining in on the tales and laughter. Link had come to sit beside her while Shad was talking about what he had found in the Sacred Grounds.

“I’m sure your own discoveries are worth sharing,” Zelda whispered.

“There is only one person that would fully appreciate my stories.” Link returned, his voice even and smooth.

Zelda smiled, her heart warming at his flattery, “You have yet to tell me much of your journey.”

She watched Link as he tilted his head back to take a shot of whiskey, her eyes following the line of his neck, the bulge that moved as he swallowed, the vein that seemed to pulse and beckon her. She felt a disturbing desire to sink her teeth into that vein, to lick it and kiss it and suck it to red. Her eyes wandered to his jaw, and she imagined soft kisses there, and she felt her heart pound.

Her eyes then found his, a questioning look in them and Zelda realized she had been staring and he in turn had been staring back at her. Her blood drained from her face, skin crawled, and her stomach flipped and fluttered. Biting her lip she ripped her gaze from him and reached for her drink. Link rested on top of hers, stopping her from taking her drink. She stared at him and there was a challenge in his eyes, daring her to shy away. Zelda stared back just as intently.

“Goddesses, I love you,” Link said.

Zelda’s eyes widened at such an uncharacteristic, blunt yet brazen admission. Her heart beat quickened and cheeks flushed hotter than any drink could. Link, realizing his mistake, removed his hand from hers, the challenge in his eyes fading to embarrassment as he fumbled with his fingers.

“What was that Link?” Rusl chuckled.

Zelda then understand just as Link did that their friends has overheard. Looking at them, each one of them staring with such mischief at such new knowledge–jokes for the future at Link’s expense–there was nothing either of them could do to erase what was said. Zelda watched Link, his eyes downcast, embarrassment morphing into shame and regret.

“Telma,” Zelda called her over.

“Yes honey?”

“Another round for everyone please.” Zelda said with a smile, “I shall pay for it all myself.”

Ashei and Shad cheered and Auru chuckled in agreement.

“Now Zelda, that is not–” Rusl began.

“Oh do not worry, dear friend. Besides, tonight’s events are not over. We all have many things to discuss.” She returned lightly.

The drinks came and Zelda watched as they all drank. Link did too, refusing to touch any more, eyeing Zelda warily from time to time. She then asked him to walk her back the castle, and he agreed, thankful for the chance to get away from the gang, and he walked with her back through the secret passageway she had taken.

“Don’t worry Link,” she said with a smile, “ none will remember what transpired this night.”

He looked at her, “Is that why you asked for another round?”

“It is.”

He paused and the silence echoed through the stone tunnel.

“Will you remember?” He asked.

She grinned at him, giddy, “It takes much more than a drinking game and meek liquor to make me forget.”

At this Link said nothing but the concerned remained in his features. Zelda took his hand and her right arm gripped his upper arm as she leaned against him, placing her head on his shoulder as they walked. She felt Link tense at first before relaxing against her.

“I wouldn’t want to forget tonight Link. I love you too.”

TP zelink hc: Zelda can drink Link under the table. He challenged her to a drinking game because he assumes it will be a very easy victory and he really wants to see her drunk (she declined numerous times because how childish and undignified). Eventually she accepts so he won’t pester her anymore. Two bottles of wine later, Zelda is stone cold sober staring at the pathetic sight that is Link passed out on the floor next to her. He later finds out her tolerance is so high because she hates the rest of the nobility so much she constantly drank at events just to make it through them

Everyone ships it so no one questions it.
  • Cia: I GOT IT! IT'S THE PERFECT PLAN!
  • Volga: Have you formulated a strategy to take control of Hyrule?
  • Cia: What? Who cares about that, I just thought up a brilliant plan to make Link love me!
  • Volga: ....Why am I working for you again?
  • Cia: Mind control.
  • Volga: Son of a-...
  • Cia: So here's what I want you to do. Take this love potion and-
  • Volga: Give it to Link?
  • Cia: What? NO! Of course not! That would be stupid!
  • Volga: Uh....
  • Cia: You're giving the love potion to Zelda.
  • Volga: And I'm.... making her fall in love with Link?
  • Cia: YOU IDIOT, OF COURSE NOT! THAT MAKES NO SENSE!
  • Cia: OBVIOUSLY you're going to make Zelda fall in love with Impa.
  • Volga: .....What?
  • Cia: It's genius, isn't it? If Zelda is already taken then Link has no choice but to come to me!
  • Volga: Isn't Link surrounded by females though?
  • Cia: I'm pretty sure I'm going to win when the only other options are a fish, a sword, a child and a furry.
  • Volga: What about Lana though?
  • Cia: Don't worry about it. I called dibs on Link first, Lana can't do a thing about it now.
  • Volga: ...........
  • Cia: Anyway, take the love potion and makes sure Zelda drinks it. Spike her food with it, pour it down her throat, I don't care. Just make sure she drinks the damn potion.
  • Volga: But wouldn't it be less risky if you just had Link drink the love potion and make him fall in love with you?
  • Cia: Don't be stupid, that makes no sense whatsoever.
  • Volga: ..........
  • Volga: What about mind control magic then?
  • Cia: Oh please, you should know of weak my mind control is.
  • Wizzro: BACKSTAB!
  • Cia: ((Smacks Wizzro with her staff without even looking))
  • Volga: ...........
  • 
  • 
  • Volga: I'm back.
  • Cia: How did it go? Did you use the love potion to make Zelda fall in love with Impa?
  • Volga: I didn't use the love potion.
  • Cia: WHAT THE HELL?! THAT WAS LITERALLY THE ENTIRE POINT OF YOUR MISSION!
  • Volga: As it turns out, there wasn't any need for a love potion anyway.

Title: PROFESSOR MAXIMOFF.

Summary: Zelda Ruiz is an 18 year old mexican/american mutant, she can stop and travel through time, when she arrives to Xavier’s School for Gifted Youngsters, on her first day she meets Peter Maximoff, the silver haired guy with awesome musical taste who turns out to be her teacher.

Parts: 6/?

Fandom: X-Men | Days of Future Past | Apocalypse.

Love interest: Peter/Pietro Maximoff / Quicksilver.

Characters: Peter Maximoff | Anne Marie / Rogue | Bobby Drake / Iceman | Pyro | Cypher |

Warnings: Main character falls in love with Peter Maximoff, her music professor. | 12 year age gap | Swearing | Spanglish | Spanish |

Notes: At first this was going to be a Reader x Peter fanfic but it was really hard for me to do it so I created a main character, but you can imagine it’s you.

The story takes place in 1990.

I am really sorry if my English kinda sucks but it’s not my first language.

Feedback is always welcome.

Pd. PLEASE DON’T HATE ME, I PROMISE THIS IS WORTH IT.


“Zel! Where have you been?” Anne asks, she’s sitting on the couch, drawing.

“Uh, I, I…”

“You went to Coney Island.” She says, I feel the color leaving my skin.

“How do you know that?”

“Zel, you’re carrying a pink dinosaur, and you smell like sand and cotton candy.”

“Ohh, right, sorry, I’m just a bit tired.” I leave Gunther on my bed and walk to the wardrobe, I take out Peter’s Pink Floyd shirt and a pair of cotton pajama shorts.

“I’m going for a soda with Bobby and John, want to come?”

“Sure, give me a second.”  I get up, grab my hoodie and close the door behind me.


We arrive to the cafeteria, Bobby and John saved us a seat next to the window, I make my way to the table while Anne gets the drinks.


“Zelda.” Bobby says.

“What?” I sit in front of them.

“Why are you wearing Maximoff’s shirt?”

“This is not Maximoff’s shirt…” I begin to say.

“It’s his favorite shirt, everyone knows that, he says it brings him good luck or something.”

“Zel, have you been secretly hooking up with him?” John asks.

No I haven’t been hooking up with Maximoff, but damn, I wish I had.

“Why would I be hooking up with Maximoff John, it makes no fucking sense.” I grunt.

“Then, why are you wearing his shirt?”

“this shirt is Doug’s “ I blurt the fist name that pops into my mind.


They are still laughing when Anne arrives with the drinks.


“Whoa guys, what did I miss?” Says Anne as she sits next to Bobby.

“Zelda says she’s wearing Doug’s shirt, I say it’s bullshit, that shirt is Maximoff’s.” Bobby says.

“Of course is Doug’s…”

“Maximoff? There’s no fucking way that shirt is Maximoff’s.”

“Thanks Anne, finally someone is speaking with logic.”

“But, I don’t think that shirt is Doug’s either, I believe you are having a secret affair with someone, you went to Coney Island today and I’m 100% sure you weren’t on your own, you suck at fair games and you were carrying a pink dinosaur.” She smirks.

“I-I was with Doug, for real.”

“Look, there he is.” John points at the door, Doug is standing there, searching for a table, wearing blue pajama bottoms and a white shirt. “Why don’t we ask him?”

“Don’t you dare Lighter.”

“I want to know too Zel.” Anne laughs.

“DOUG! OVER HERE!” Bobby waves at him and he makes his way to our table.

“Hey guys!” I stand up, giving him an awkward hug. “Um, hey Zel:”

“Doug, we’re so happy you are here, we wanted to ask you a question.” John chuckles.

“Um, yeah, it’s okay.” Doug is the kind of person that “Um's” a lot.

“You see that shirt Zelda is wearing?” Bobby points, Doug nods. “Is that shirt yours?”

Fuck shit fuck shit fuck shit crap.

“Yeah, of course it’s his shirt, right honey?” I say, resting my head in his shoulder.

“Is it Zel?” He shooks his head.

“Yeah, totally, you gave it to me after we slept together last night.” Bobby and John open their eyes in surprise.

“Oh, right babe.”  Doug holds my hand, I look at him. “I’m going to kill you.” He whispers.

“No shit, since when have you been dating guys?” Bobby asks.

“Um, we’ve been dating for about 4 hours.” Doug nods.

“You got to third base before being his boyfriend, Doug, you’re officially life goals.” Johny says, he lets out a grunt after I kick him.

“And when were you going to tell us, it’s not fair Zel, we share a room and you never told me you liked Doug.”

“We were waiting to make it official, he asked me to be his girlfriend today at Luna Park.”

“Yeah, I took her to the Cyclone, and we had Ice Cream.”

“Well, congratulations lovebirds, I’m amazed but you guys make a cute couple.” Anne greets us.


The rest of the night passes in a blur, we move from the cafeteria to one of the common rooms, the one that happens to be next to Peter’s room, and I’m stuck with Doug, we share one couch, I sit on his lap while we talk, Bobby, Anne and John go to sleep an hour later, I try to go but Doug grabs my hand.


“Zelda, would you please explain me why did you tell everyone I was your boyfriend?” Doug asks, he seems mad, I don’t blame him.

“If I tell you, promise me you won’t tell anyone, not Anne, and specially not Bobby or John.” I beg.

“I won’t but you better have a good reason because I’m about to kill you right now.”

“It’s Maximoff.” I sigh, “We’ve been hanging around since that day at music class, when we sang The Cure’s Lullaby.”

“Wait wait wait, you’re telling me that you’ve been sneaking all around New York with Maximoff? The rumors were true then.”

“Yeah, I mean, we’re good friends, but if Xavier finds out, he’ll kill me, he already lectured me about boundaries between professors and students.”

“Zel, you know my mutation allows me to read body language and to understand the truth within every sentence you speak?”

“Doug, you tell me that everytime we talk.”

“You are in love with him, madly in love with him.”

“I know, but he’s like a shit ton of years older than me, and that would never work.” I sit back on the couch and bury my face in a pillow.

“Zel, I’ll help you, you’re one of my best friends and if you’re in love with Speedy Gonzales, I’m going to help you.” I start laughing.

“Thanks Doug, you’re the best, please don’t kill me.” I say, hugging him.


Peter’s POV.


When Wanda was six, I took her to her first day at school, I stayed there, while she waved me goodbye before entering the classroom and way after the doors were closed, in that moment, I felt a sharp pain in my stomach, and I realized how much I loved Wanda, I mean, I obviously love her because she’s my little sister but I was 16 and I didn’t really worry about any other things than stealing video games and records, but I realized how much it would hurt me if something happend to her, I wasn’t going to let anybody hurt my little girl, I owed that to my mom, my dad was a dick, but that didn’t mean I was one too.


Charles, Hank and Logan appeared in my front door a week after, we broke into the Pentagon and released Magneto, according to Logan, we had changed the future, saving the mutants from the Sentinel program that Bolivar Trask was desinging, they thaught me I could use my powers for the greater good, but it wasn’t until 1983 when I decided to do something about it, I joined Raven, Jean, Scott, Kurt, Hank and Charles to defeat Apocalypse and his horsemen, we became the X-Men’s second generation alongside with Ororo.


Two years later, I told Magneto he was my father, he was shocked at first, and he became distant, shortly after, I learnt I had another sister, Lorna, and Magneto had no other choice than to work in our relationship, we’ve improved since then, and I get to see the girls pretty often, but I never felt like I belonged.


I mean, Xavier’s was great, everyone was pretty understanding and supportive, but I always felt like an outcast, partly because of Magneto being my dad, but I always longed for someone who liked the same things I liked, someone who enjoyed music, comic books, videogames, someone I could talk to about my problems, about concerts, the girl I wanted to introduce to my girl, the kind of girl who would play with Wanda and her Barbies because she wanted to, but that person never arrived and I eventually got used to the loneliness.


Lorna and my mom set me up for blind dates but it wasn’t okay, I believe they didn’t get the concept of having chemistry with someone.


I tried college and I dropped it on the third semester, it was just too boring, why did we have to study about the color symbolism in every damn Shakespeare play if threats like Apocalypse were wandering freely all around the Universe? Somehow my dad convinced Charles I’d be a good teacher, so he offered me to teach music, and I’ve been teaching here for 3 years, and my mom was glad I had a steady job.


And then Zelda arrived.


With her sharp questions, sarcastic comments, her blue hair and her hazel eyes, filled with curiosity,  and her smile is enough to light up even the darkest of my days.


On Friday’s, after binge watching horror movies, she’d fall asleep in my arms, while whe listened to The Smiths, Radiohead or whatever she wanted, she had taken the control over my record player.


That night, afterI left Zelda in her room, I felt the kind of pain you feel when you miss someone, I take two hours to convince myself that I need to make a move before I screw everything up, and I make up a plan.


When I open the doors of my room, I hear her voice in the common room, my heart beats faster as I speed up to find her, she’s sitting in some guy’s lap, with her head resting on his shoulder, I recognize him, Doug, he’s in her class and has his arms wrapped around her shoulders, giving her small kisses on the top of her head, and the sharp pain I felt when I took Wanda to school on her first day, comes back.


I speed back to my room, taking out a backpack from underneath the bed, I begin to fill it with random clothes


I wait, as the voices fade away in the hallways, I lock my room and walk to the front door, I close it behind me, and start running, it takes me a while.


I don’t want to think, but I can’t help it either.


She’s fucking 18 Peter, she’s not into you, don’t you see? You were his toy all the time, she was just playing with your feelings.


I try to keep running, but focusing on the road is difficult when tears are blocking your sight.


I finally give up, somehow I arrived to a park, and throw myself into the grass, sobbing.


It’s the first time I ever cried because of a girl, and it sucks, because I love her.

kayahdhorsemaiden  asked:

hey Ganondorf, I bet Zelda can out-drink you~

Ganondorf (scoffs) -“ I suppose she could because I do not drink! Why she poisons herself like that is a mystery to me. You had better believe that after our wedding I will seek out and destroy every last bottle she has of that foul stuff.”

Impa nods in solidarity.

Ganondorf-“… I’m not accustomed to you approving of anything I do… This is strange. I don’t like it.”

Impa (rolls eyes) -“don’t worry. This is probably the only thing we will ever agree on. It won’t be a common thing.”