Icameforthetacos

Drops of snow fell from the sky, blissfully beautiful and covering Hyrule in a white blanket. The freezing air started to move, creating a powerful gust of icy cold wind, but for him it didn’t matter. Dark Link himself was walking through the endless piles of snow, his usually black tunic now covered in pale white. His face had a light pink hue to it, spreading across his cheeks and his nose. “It’s really unbelievable how you loved snow so much.” He mumbled,  wrapping an arm around himself, careful not to drop the one thing he was carrying in his bare and freezing hands. He looked around multiple times, standing on

"[Your Name]...[Your Name]...[Your Name]!" you flinched as you heard your best friend scream your name right into your ear. Her eyebrows furrowed together as she looked at you with a worried and concerned gaze. "Hey, you alright? You seem out of it" she said. You stared at her before peering down at the note in your hand. Shaking your head you crumbled the piece of paper up into a ball and shoved it down into your bag. "Yeah, I'm alright. Just been thinking" you mumbled quietly as you straightened your bag and started to walk down the hall with your friend quickly following after you. The look on disbelief on her face made your shoulders ten

There was one thing in this world that he couldn’t register. One thing he refused to feel. Pain. It was so long ago that he was able to feel such… Unsettling senses, that he had forgotten how it felt like. No cut would make him scream, and no injuries would make him cry. Even Jeff’s sharp knife or Laughing Jack’s poisonous candy couldn’t make him feel it. He honestly wondered what it felt like, to hurt and sting and throb. However, he never longed for it. Pain was just something useless- something that would weaken you when you should be strong. It was a sense that only belonged to soft, delicate beings- and h

You had been laying in bed for the past few hours, feeling...well, honestly, pretty bad. You had woken up with a bad cold and were just about out of tissues; the end was rather imminent and soon you would probably have to make your way over to the bathroom and grab a roll of toilet paper to blow your nose with. Unless... You searched blindly on your nightstand for your phone, quickly locating it and picking it up after almost knocking it off the edge. You fumbled to choose the correct contact as you squinted at the bright screen, and pressed the device to your ear. "Hello?" A voice answered after a few rings. "Allie?" You greeted your boyf

Most of the time, working in a tavern really wasn't all that bad. Plenty of customers came in from the waterfront nearby, mostly travellers. The people weren't usually that horrid, the job paid well, and hey, you even got free board in the inn upstairs! It was times like these, however, that made you rethink your place of work. "Oi, wench! Another round for the table!" A gruff voice called out to you, making you look up from your chore of cleaning the counter. "Of course, sir." You replied easily, turning to the casks of ale that were stocked behind you. Setting the glasses on a tray, you made to walk over to the table you had been called