#silentaura

. . . HE HAD , IN FACT , spent an embarrassing amount of time looking closely at the ocarinas . . . and had only finally wrenched his attention from them at the sound of zelda's voice .

HUMMING A SHORT MELODY under his breath , link sidled his way through a narrow space between wares . he was careful not to knock into anything as he picked his way back to zelda . returning comfortably to her side , link stooped and peered a little closer at some music boxes displayed on a long table . beautiful and well - crafted , it almost seemed a sin to disturb them . he pulled his hand back from ghosting the lid of one particular box carved with intricate details .

❝ with everything this world can do , i'm a little disappointed there's not a music box that can play the songs stuck in your head , ❞ link said , clasping his hands behind his back and nudging zelda's shoulder with his . ❝ but maybe that's for a good reason . imagine : one of these playing jingle that plays in trivium square . ON LOOP . you know the one . ❞ he grinned toothily , ears wiggling as he hummed the first four notes of that nefariously irritating jingle — and unable to sustain the jest , link snickered and laughed behind his fist . ❝ now that would be a weapon of great good and even greater evil . ❞

WORKAHOLIC STARTERS / @silentaura / ACCEPTING !

if i stop now, it'll be like giving up.

LINK SUPPRESSED THE SIGH that built up in his chest . he parsed it into thinner , smaller breaths , and simply looked out at the chaos around them . the arcanus archives had begun to reallocate books and scrolls in the stacks . that was all well and good . . . except that the influx of tomes , books and scrolls from other worlds hardly ever stopped , and with materials arriving and departing the premises — adjusting the categories and shifting through the stacks was an uphill battle . or so he had come to understand .

IT COULD BE DONE . but it was an impressive task to undertake . it had required shelving what had been done and separating from them what yet must be done . that part , he had been regaled , was manageable . organizing the current overflow had led to the bedlam zelda now waded in . for zelda had promised to consolidate the overflow to make room for more . five carts bursting at the seems , and its contents separated into ten distinct categories . all before her shift ended for the day .

LINK HAD CALLED UPON her with the intent of treating her to lunch . now , he looked at the clock overhead boasting an hour left to her shift , and she no closer to taking her break .

STEPPING CAREFULLY AROUND zelda's twin book carts , link moved to collect the books she held into his arms , then deposited her work into its respective place on her second cart .

unpopular opinion

ooc. Maybe a really hot take, but I liked the Trigun fandom itself more prior to the release of Stampede/Stargaze - not that I'm opposed to new people entering the fandom, that's always fantastic, but... the fandom just felt generally more mature because it was relatively smaller and made up mostly of older individuals because the content mostly finished in 2009-ish with the completion of the manga and the anime ran in 1996 so most of the people who were in the fandom (at least insofar as tumblr is concerned) were in their 20's or 30's or even older. There felt like there were somewhat tacit unspoken agreements surrounding things in the fandom that everybody just understood.

The reboot really opened the floodgates in terms of introducing new dynamics into the small space that suddenly got flooded with incoming people. The reboot also introduced new themes and ideas that kind of sort of don't really mesh with the rest of the content for Trigun in my personal opinion. On top of that there was the introduction of now-pervasive problems that previously did not really exist in the fandom - like I don't recall there being large-scale problems with shipping within the fandom prior to the reboot. People weren't witch-hunting about particular ships (then again idk how prevalent some ships were prior to the reboot either).

unpopular opinion

ooc. The no kill rule assumption that people make about Clark is actually wrong. He will absolutely kill if there is no other option available. It's an absolute last resort and he will exhaust every other avenue prior... but if it comes down to it, he'll do it.

He's shown multiple times that he's willing to go all out or resort to extremes when nothing else is working. It's not something he WANTS to do and it's literally the LAST last choice, and is something he will circumnavigate so long as there are still other alternatives to try, but if he has to, he will kill. It isn't like Batman with his no kill rule, Clark just has a no kill preference and it's sort of turned into being treated as a no kill rule.

unpopular opinion

ooc. Don't know if this is unpopular or not but I see a lot of people repeat the idea so...

Logan is not a deadbeat or terrible dad. People need to stop perpetuating the concept.

This issue mostly stems from so many writers wanting to basically make their own Wolverine's and dumping more and more kids on him (and often making them related to him in some manner). Canonically speaking, he straight up never meets these kids until they've been through the wringer in one way or another. He doesn't get the chance to properly parent or guide these kids until they've already been convinced that he's the problem. He doesn't even get to hold his primary bio son when he's born because the kid is taken from his mothers womb while Logan assumes that Akihiro was killed alongside Itsu considering that, you know, he was literally in the womb when Itsu was killed.

The only reason he kills Akihiro is because there's no choice left to stop his path, but he avoids it for as long as possible. And then with the Mongrels (I do not acknowledge this arc btw because it's just bad) he was devastated to find out that they were his kids after he had already killed them through a series of contrivances that forced him to.

Is he perfect? No. But it feels very silly to have to actually say to people that Logan would not be a shitty parent if he got the opportunity to do it right when canon shows time and time again that he loves kids and he cares about every single one that's been dropped on him over the years.

LINK STARED BLANKLY at the small red bubbles indicating UNREAD MESSAGES . were it not for the EAR - PIERCING SOUND that assaulted his ears just seconds prior , link would not have believed a phone might receive so many at once . or that so much time had passed . hunched to alleviate the painful stitch in his side , with his back bent over the coil of the archive's charger cord , link skimmed over them all . within moments , link felt himself swallowing ash . NEWS ALERTS DOMINATED the header banner , followed by ALERT after ALERT of updates . a chilling goad to all men left behind . missed phone calls . airships launched . relief efforts . rescues . — text messages . each and every one of them had been left unseen until now .

LINK'S EYES FLEW TO zelda's name faster than he could speak it , hoarse and whispered under his breath .

[ RCPT : ZELDA ☀️ ]

im so sorry

[ RCPT : ZELDA ☀️ ]

I'm ok.

[ RCPT : ZELDA ☀️ ]

Please tell me you're safe.

[ RCPT : ZELDA ☀️ ]

Where are you now

A MOMENT PASSED . then :

[ RCPT : ZELDA ☀️ ]

Let me call you.

❝ oh , ❞ he managed . and then cringed . even to link's own ears , his voice sounded PRETTY PATHETIC . wilted . over . . . over what really ? it could very well be that he had been too vague . and besides : zelda hadn't said anything in particular . though , then that was JUST IT , wasn't it ?

zelda had not said anything in particular .

LINK SHIFTED HIS WEIGHT from his seat to the balls of his feet and back again . the wood creaked as link bowed his leg beneath himself , PINNING IT THERE . he perched , balanced somewhere between moving to help zelda with her plates and sitting himself back down again . link watched zelda carefully while she fetched her collection of china .

IDLY , LINK DRAPED HIS arm along the back of the chair . his fingertips traced a knot in the wood . ❝ i guess . . . it's . . . a little small . i mean . ❞ his thumb rubbed at the bulbous curve of the chair's finial . WITH REDOUBLED EFFORT : ❝ your birthday should probably be celebrated with a BANQUET , shouldn't it ? ❞

HIS EYES TWINKLED , pinched at the corners . lips curled . he was trying his best not to laugh too hard . ❝ luckily , i think you're very brave . and what matters is that it works . YEAH ? down it once , and you won't have to think about it again . then you can sleep to your hearts content . ❞