Soooooo, Stories Gotten A Little Difficult To Write, So For The Moment Have The Weirdo In Action(?)!

I might reblog this more than once...

Reblog if you think it’s okay to platonically say “I Love You” to your friends

me: *notices the new season has started*

me: *can’t play sky at the moment because there’s no internet on my ipod*

me:

Huh. "percy

go to therapy. please."

honestly wasn't expecting that.

i made a random uquiz lol

https://play.google.com/store/apps/details?id=com.infinitycow.eplay

uuuuuuh no. thank you

I don't do random links sent by anons. And neither should anyone else.

CRAU chapter 6: intruder

enjoy :)

Shadow was used to staying up at miscellaneous parts of the day and night, even before becoming a cat. He vaguely remembered that cats have more sporadic sleeping habits, and are equally nocturnal and diurnal… was that the word? So all of this wasn’t really knew to him.

Anyways. He was used to staying up. Tonight was no exception.

He padded through the house, looking for something to do. He didn’t really wanna wake anyone, so most of his cat toys were out of the question. 

He had spent most of the night up to this point just laying with one of the four Links in their beds, and then climbing up to a high shelf and watching them sleep. Keeping an eye out for possible threats. 

But that got boring after nothing happened for too long. Besides that, nothing really ever happened. These guys were heroes, they had to have enemies. You mean to tell him that none of their possible enemies think of just offing one or more of them in the middle of the night? Really?

Sure it’d be hard because Vio goes to bed late and Blue wakes up early, so there wouldn’t be much time to. But still!

He found himself bored and bouncing around the halls trying to practice using what of his magic he had left while in cat form.

It wasn’t much, and- like every other time he had attempted in the nights before -the most he could do was cause the shadows around him to writhe a little.

Nowhere near enough magic power to become a hylian again.

But would he even want to at this point? Being a cat rocked, and was way easier than being hylian. Less expectations, less hate. It was nice.

He missed being able to pick things up, and missed being able to make fun of the four Links relentlessly, among other things that he can never really get used to not having anymore. But all around being a cat was nice.

He was still thinking hard on the pros and cons of just, never becoming hylian shaped again, when he heard a sound somewhere downstairs.

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Of course I went to investigate.

I quietly made my way down the stairs. Pausing right at the bottom and looking around.

There was someone making their way through the house. A mask over their face making it hard to tell what they looked like, and a bag over their shoulder.

I watched them grab anything that looked valuable. Movements quick, precise, and quiet. 

They set the full bag by the window they had crawled in from, and grabbed out a knife while looking towards the stairs.

Oh ho ho. Not fucking happening.

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Red woke up to the sound of a crash. Hissing and yelling filling the night air as he bolted upright in bed.

What’s happening???? He ran from his room, heart beating frantically.

Blue bolted past him and leapt down the stairs, hammer in hand already. Green hot on his heals. Vio looked like he was still trying to wake up as he stumbled out of his room with his bow in hand.

Red followed his brothers down the stairs. More carefully than the other two had been considering it was awfully dark in the until house and the stairwell was drenched in blackness, and he didn’t want to run into his brothers and trip them up.

The sound of another crash echoed through the house. Sounds of feline vs hylian violence suddenly and quickly stopping all together. Nothing but the low growl of a cat remained.

Clearly someone had someone broken in! Had Shadow tried to fight them? Was the intruder hurting their cat!?

Red was stopped dead in his tracks as he ran into something just beyond the bottom of the stairs. A light following him down as Vio- seeming to have grabbed a lantern from his room -made his way down behind him.

Green had stopped dead in his tracks, looking over at something beyond the counter. Blue having already rounded it, and looking at the same thing with wide and confused eyes, an expression of rage still hidden underneath.

Red peered over Green’s shoulder, trying to figure out what was happening.

Shadow Sandwich Thief Floof Wizard Destroyer of Egos sat licking his paw on top of a heap of bloodied hylian. A man with a mask over his face who had been knocked out (by the crash?) and was now crumpled on the floor in what looked like a very uncomfortable position.

“Shadow!” Red sprung forward past Green, ignoring Blue’s hand to stop him. He lifted the cat into his arms and checked him for injuries.

Shadow shifted to get comfortable in his grip, a look of surprise melting into a very smug one. He didn’t appear to be bleeding, and didn’t act like he had been bruised at all as Red felt along his body.

“Oh thank goodness, you’re okay!” He gave the cat a light hug, relief flooding his veins. 

At least until realization struck, and he pulled the cat away from him a little.

“How are you okay????” He asked, as though the cat could answer.

Shadow looked up at him, wide eyed, and then looked around as if searching for an answer. 

“Red.” Blue was crouched beside him, hand on his shoulder.

“Yeah?”

“I think our cat is Shadow.” Blue stated, a seriousness in his face that had Red believing him instantly. Even if he didn’t entirely get what he meant.

“Well yeah, that’s his name-.” Green tried, warily. 

“No. I mean. Our cat is Shadow Link.” Blue corrected.

There was a pause, and then came three voices at once (and a meow):

“WHAT?!?”

sword acquired, now just to get her to actually use it for saving Tetra lol

my little sister is playing wind waker and I might just live-blog her considering I have to read what everything is saying for her anyways.

Reblogging to find it easier 😅

(I no longer get all my greek mythose info from the RRverse)

hi I dreamt up a story again.

It’s about three games. every 10 to 100 years a woman that is probably in some way related to God (JK JK but still she hella powerful) picks a mythology and a curtain number of teens to represent the counsel of that mythology, and has the representatives play these hunger games level versions of playground games (no one dies, well they do, but these games take place in the dream’s of the teens, and whatever skills they acquire in the dream stay with them IRL and they get no rest while in this dream because science) like hide and seek, tag, paintball/dodgeball, even mafia once (but like, the version where it’s cupid, guardian angle, and a tad more PG). one time (the time the story/dream takes place in) is during when the Greek mythology was chosen. 

The dream/story takes place from the POV of the representative of Apollo. if the representatives die it’s them losing the game, and the god/goddess they represent has to spend the equivalent of the total sum of days until either everyone loses or the game is won as mortal (did that make any sense? no? say the representative of Aphrodite died on day 1th in the 20 day  lasting 1st game, the 4th of the 6 day lasting 2nd game, and the entirety of the final game. the goddess herself would have to spend 20 days as a mortal). 

The first game is selected as hide & seek, and everyone has to find a sage trapped throughout this legends of Zelda style map and free them in order to win. each time a sage is released it gives the representative of the equivalent god 1 or 2 powers they can use for the rest of the games, and even outside the games if they were to know how (which no one ever does). or at least, all sages must be freed it doesn’t really matter by who.

and because in this dream I was the representative of Apollo, this kid’s treating this whole thing like a video game, and knows how to survive in the wilderness, which is kinda where the hide & seek game takes place.

Of course I get all my Greek info from Uncle Rick so have fun.

Scratch that, me through all the trials and with alot more screaming

Literally my entire air trial experience summed up in one video:

hi, ummm. this is awkward. haha. yeah um do you think you could push your boulder up somewhere else? like a different hill? because this one’s kind of already taken. yeah it’s the one i’ve decided to die on, so.