#❝ grace. gale. protection. fury. o' champions of old • watch over these dying lands.﹙v : LoZ﹚

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Fixing shirt collar (Anton)

platonic touch | accepting.

          Relax, just relax... honestly, how bad could it be? Sure, it sounded easy in theory like there was nothing to worry about. After all, he had performed roadside for dozens, if not hundreds of passing Hylians without a care in the world. He was a musician at heart, shining at his best and brightest whenever he had his violin tucked underneath his chin, letting his bow glide over the strings as the notes drifted away on the wind.

          But that was out in the wilds, for the common folk. This... he had never performed at a statewide function before, in front of as many nobles who no doubt would be out there judging, pompously looking down their noses and scrutinizing his every move like the country bumpkin that he was.

          Through their combined efforts, Zelda and Link had begun to rally the surviving noble families in Hyrule, rebuilding a base structure of government. Hyrule was still a long ways from returning to her former glory before the Great Calamity, but with Hyrule Castle undergoing repairs, Zelda thought it would be a good distraction to have a simple meet-and-greet in the town square, a soiree with traditional food and drink to lift everyone’s spirits and restore faith to the hearts and minds of the people.

          That was where he came in. Granted, he did agree to be the musical entertainment for tonight; after all, he couldn’t say no to Zelda. But now that he was standing there about to go on stage, he was a mess of nerves, fumbling around with his cuff links and desperately trying to smooth out the imaginary wrinkles in his vest. He was so worked up, he wasn’t used to wearing fancy clothes like these... but Zelda had them specially tailored so that he would look presentable, and goddess knows he didn’t want to screw this up and make her look like a fool for giving him a chance.

          He was about to make a grab for his violin which had been set out neatly for him on a prop table, cleaned and polished to perfection with not a hair out of place. Before he could however, Zelda swooped in from stage right, dressed in a heavenly gown that flowed gently behind her as she turned him around to face her. Anton couldn’t believe his eyes... in an instant, all of his fears and worries melted away as she reached up to straighten his collar. Was this really the same Zelda? The same goofy princess who wasn’t afraid to get her hands dirty with her research? His hands stopped shaking, cheeks blushing slightly as she then pulled away and wished him good luck.

          “... Break a leg. I think that’s what you’re meant to say.” He managed with a small chuckle, trying to ease the tension for the both of them. With newfound confidence, he picked up his violin as the announcer stepped out from behind the curtain and was ready to debut him to the crowd, tossing Zelda a reassuring smile over his shoulder.

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🌾 (Anton!)

things to do in october: starters | accepting.

🌾 - go on a hayride

          “You know, I think l'm beginning to like it here. The colors on the leaves, the wind blowing gently through the trees... it’s like a little safe haven out in the country, just a ways off the beaten path.” He said as he lifted his arms and folded his hands behind his head, leaning against one of the many hay bales that was bumping around in the back of the cart as they made their way up the northern pass. Truth be told, he had never been to Northeastern Akkala, as he had never been brave enough to try and sneak past the shadow of Akkala Citadel, at least when he was venturing out on his own.

          So it was a stroke of pure luck when they happened upon a trader who was heading in that same direction, after saving them from a moblin horde that had been lying in wait under a nearby bridge. As he and Zelda approached from the side, Anton drew back his bowstring and shot three consecutive arrows, all in rapid-fire succession and hitting the moblins directly between the eyes. He didn’t even think twice about saving them or their cart from tumbling into the river; it was just the kindly thing to do when someone was in trouble.

          “You’ve been to Northeastern Akkala before, right? Back when the Citadel was still an active fortress? I bet the view was great from up there, before... well, you know.”

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💍 ((HAHAHAHAHA I’m laughing because I’m imagining poor Anton having to play the part of Zelda’s husband for some contrived reason and just being a mess 😂))

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          “ --Ha ha ha. Could you excuse us for just a minute?” Before they could say anything to contrary, Anton urgently took Zelda by the hand and whisked her away from the guards stood outside of Gerudo Town’s main entrance. If he hadn’t known any better, he could have sworn that she had lost her mind... but surely she had a plan and she wasn’t just taking this on a leap of faith, right? Right? As soon as he thought they were safely out of earshot, taking refuge underneath the shade of a palm tree, only then he did realize how strong his grip on her hand was as he frantically let her go. He didn’t mean to be so forceful with her, but he had been so shaken up and internally panicked over what the guards were saying, over how they were suddenly addressing him, that he wasn’t fully aware of himself in the moment. Be calm, rational; just like Luna, he thought, as he took a deep breath to collect himself.

          “Look, I’m sorry... I’m just trying to wrap my head around this. Did you tell the guards that... that we’re married?! I don’t think that’s going to get me in, unless there’s some new rule they instated that I don’t know about. Wait, is there? Is there? Either way, you could’ve given me a heads up instead of a heart attack! Goddess, I need to sit down...” With that said, he flopped over limp onto his side, rousing up a cloud of dust and sand in his wake.

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(Anton) 🔴 5

blood lust.

your  muse  applying  pressure  to  my  muses  bleeding  wound.

          “ Ah! Alas, I have been slain! ” Yet another stellar performance and another job well done by Anton as he projected his voice for dramatic effect, falling back against the driven snow with his hand clutching at his chest. Meanwhile Kass’ five chicks all fluttered around him, play fighting and batting sticks at each other as they pretended they had just succeeded in defeating the Great Calamity. He had even crushed up some wild berries beforehand and smeared them across his front to make it look like he was bleeding after they had valiantly delivered the final blow, seeing his role through to the very end as his breath sputtered, lolling his tongue out the side of his mouth while looking very much dead.

          Unfortunately, his timing couldn’t have been worse. He could hear another set of footsteps trudging through the snow before he saw who it was. Another Hylian by the sound of it. He had just barely cracked an eye open to see that Zelda was rushing to his side, clad in her royal winter clothes and clearly mistaking what had been going on. Before he could let up the ruse and tell her they were just playing soldier, she had already removed her gloves and started pressing down on his chest, making him to bolt straight up with a bright red flush creeping across his cheeks. He grabbed her by the wrists, maybe a bit harder than he would have liked only because he was so flustered at how brazen she was, trying to string together the words to explain himself without looking like a complete and utter fool.

          “ I-It’s okay! None of it’s real! It’s just... wild berries. ” To further illustrate his point, he licked some of the wild berry juice off his finger, showing her that it was perfectly safe. “ See? I’m babysitting for the day and we were just playing. You know, soldiers and bokoblins? Did you want to, I dunno... play with us? ”

          Bad segway, Anton. Bad segway.

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“Is she really over a hundred though, Anton? She doesn’t look it. How do you know she’s not just lying about who she is?”

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          “ So? We Hylians can already live well over a century under the right conditions. Just look at Lady Impa! And besides, I might not be an expert but I’m pretty sure that her having the Triforce of Wisdom is a dead giveaway. Only the women of the royal bloodline can harness the blood of the Goddess, or so the legend goes. I have no reason to doubt that she isn’t the Princess of Hyrule and even if she wasn’t, why would that matter? Who are you to question or make me doubt that she’s the genuine article? Honestly, it says a lot more about you than it does me. ”

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@lighthearth​ | cont. from x

          Whoops. Looks like the damage was already done... but at least it wasn’t anything serious besides having a little snow fly back in his face. Honestly, he wasn’t expecting to find anyone else out here on the slopes at this time of day, much less another Hylian trudging through the snow at the base of Hebra Peak of all places. Even the Rito rarely broke ground or stepped foot on this sacred mountain, he thought as he glanced up at the crescent-shaped hole that cut clean through the rock. No one knew exactly how it was made, the only consensus among the elders being that it wasn’t natural... and after several years, the hole in Hebra Peak spawned many a local legend bathed in the waters of superstition.

          But Anton never let himself get scared by any of the stories; after all, he had been climbing up and down these mountains since he was a kid, and nothing bad had happened to him so far. Well, besides that one time a wild goat ran off with his trousers caught on its horns when he was taking a dip in the hot springs; or the other time when he was accelerating too fast while shield surfing and skid right off of a cliff, taking an unexpected nosedive into the freezing waters of the Hebra Plunge. But those were practically nothing... practically.

          “ Not exactly, I was just coming down from... wait, you know Selmie? Are you a shield surfing buff, too? I knew it was getting popular, but I didn’t think that I’d see more Hylians willing to brave these mountains for the thrill of it. ”

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@ritohonour​ | x

          “ Oh, please - don’t mind me. Let me guess: the crash landing was intentional? ”

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❓ Anton!

send ❓  and my muse will answer all questions honestly | not accepting.

Does my muse trust yours? “Yes, I trust her... but I still get the feeling that she’s intentionally hiding things from me.”

Does my muse dislike yours? “No, not at all!”

Would my muse kill someone for yours? “Do Bokoblins and other monsters count? Because yes. It’s an unavoidable hassle when you’re traveling out in the wild.”

Would my muse kill your muse? “No.”

Would my muse save yours? “Yes, without a doubt in my mind.”

Does my muse find your muse attractive? “Erm... okay, this is obviously a trap. But yes.”

Is my muse disgusted by yours? “Goddess, no! Why would you ask me that?”

Would my muse go on a date with your muse? “Mmmm... I wouldn’t be opposed to it. But she’s the princess of Hyrule and I’m just some lowly Rito archer. I’m not even an actual Rito, just an honorary tribesman. I-I feel like she could do better.”

Would my muse kiss yours? *mumbles* “Yes.”

Would my muse betray yours? “No, never.”

My muse’s favorite thing about yours is: “Even after everything that she’s endured, after the fall of her kingdom and her country, she still finds in her heart to be selfless and kind. She bought me a new violin case, just because she saw it at the marketplace and immediately thought of me. I can never thank her enough for that.”

The thing my muse dislikes about yours is: “You really should have more faith in yourself, princess. Not the Goddess Hylia; honestly, I wouldn’t give a rat’s ass as to what the Goddess thinks. Because it wasn’t Her that was finally able to help Hyrule in its greatest hour of need and seal away Calamity Ganon for over a century. It was you. It's always been you.”

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Heart!

pre - established relationship meme.

FRIENDS.   childhood friends  /  work friends  /  family friends  /  recently friends  /  turning antagonistic  /  turning into something romantic  /  stable  /  falling apart  /  friendship of need  /  friendship of circumstance / pen - pals or internet friends  /  coworkers  /  partners  /  other .

ROMANCE.   childhood sweethearts  /  newly entered  /  soulmates  /  skinny love  /  unrequited from my muses side  /  unrequited from your muses side  /  friends with benefits  /  awkward  /  fading  /  turning  toxic  /  toxic  and  destructive  /  other .

FAMILIAL BOND.   sibling bond  /  older sibling figure to your muse  /  younger sibling figure to your muse  /  parental figure to your muse  /  guardian figure  /  legal  guardian  /  other .

ENEMIES.   dangerous to themselves  /  dangerous to others  /  unpredictable  /  passionate  /  rivals  /  petty  /  developing into a sexual tension  /  developing into a romantic tension  /  based off family matters  /  based off circumstance  /  based off professional matters  /  based off misunderstandings or lies  /  other .

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          /anton pulls this number on luna just to annoy the ever living hell out of her in their loz verse.

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@regnantlight​ | plotted starter.

          “ There it is. ” Keeping his voice low, he agilely climbed up and hopped over a broken pillar at the base of the ancient relic. The Forgotten Temple. Few people outside of the local mountain dwellers knew of its existence, a monolithic stone structure sunken into the floor of the Tabantha Canyon that was said to date back tens of thousands of years in Hyrule’s history. Anton had tried poking his head in there once, mostly as a dare to himself to see if he could disprove years upon years of stagnated superstition saying that this place was haunted - but was immediately thwarted by a legion of Guardians that suddenly became active and shot out their energy beams the moment they locked him in their sights. He honestly was lucky enough to have made it out of there alive without turning into a human shish kabob.

          Now, after the threat of Calamity Ganon had been vanquished from Hyrule Castle, the spread of malice and corruption was gradually being lifted from all corners of the land. So hopefully, if his theory was correct, that would mean that the Guardians here in the Temple should have broken down and allow them safe entry. Drawing back his bow, he took careful aim overhead and shot an arrow with a pronged hook and length of rope attached as it flew clear across the entrance’s threshold. He gave the rope a good, strong tug after the arrow had found its mark, making sure that it was stable enough to climb before squarely turning his attention back to Zelda.

          “ Everything seems quiet so far. I can go in first and have a look around if that helps. I’ll leave it up to you how you want to proceed, Princess. ”

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“Thank you for being my friend, Anton,” Zelda says with a smile as she hands over a small wooden ocarina handmade in Kariko Village. “I hope you’ll join me for dinner tonight, if you have the time.”

          “ For you, princess: always. ” Of course, it wasn’t like he had any grand aspirations or plans set in stone for celebrating the holiday this year. But Zelda always seemed to go above and beyond for her friends, so much so that his response to asking him over for dinner was as natural and spirited as any. Good timing, too, because he had a gift especially made for her as well, presenting her with a small wooden box all wrapped up in a bow with blue ribbon.

          Inside was a Rito-style hair ornament, not unlike his own, but instead it had been painted royal blue with a floral motif that represented the Silent Princess. Her favorite flower. Or at least, that’s what it was supposed to look like. Sadly he was a musician, not a painter.

                  “ I’ve never made one of these myself, so I had Kass help me with the details. You’d think after growing up alongside the Rito, I’d know it like the back of my hand. But alas, I spent more of my time experimenting with strings rather than a paintbrush. ”

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Anton: "It has been an honor."

critical role sentence starters.

          “ Don’t worry, Princess. I got this. ” Famous last words from someone about to set loose a bomb arrow into a den full of blue bokoblins. But they did have the element of surprise on their side, so hopefully unleashing a surprise attack instead of a full-frontal assault would work more in their favor - especially since the bokoblins seemed to overwhelm just the two of them in sheer numbers alone.

          Crouching just over the crest of the ridge, Anton quietly drew back the string of his bow and took careful aim at the lantern dangling from the ceiling through the eye socket of the skull den. The bokoblins inside had no idea that they were about to be in for a nasty surprise as he then shot the bomb arrow, sending it flying as it pierced through the flames and created a chain reaction of explosions that set the entire campsite ablaze from within.

          One fiery explosion and several dying monster cries later, Anton slid off the top of the cliff and landed squarely on his feet, holstering his bow while reaching for the short sword he had stowed in his pack.

          “ There might be one or two of them in there who are still kicking. But nothing we can’t handle, right? If they didn’t want trouble, then they shouldn’t have been plundering and hoarding treasure that once belonged to Hylian soldiers. ”

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[ gift: a new case for his violin ]

soft interactions!.

          “ Hm? What is it, Zelda? ” With fishing rod in hand, he flimsily sat with his legs dangling over the end of the pier, casting a glance over his shoulder once he heard the familiar sound of footfalls approaching. He had only been gone for half an hour tops still with plenty of time left before the sun set to scrounge up tonight’s dinner from the lake, but then he noticed that she was carrying a strange, oblong-shaped bundle he hadn’t seen before. At least, he was pretty sure he hadn’t. Did she pick up something at the stable when he wasn’t looking? Maybe. Probably. Honestly, he should have been paying closer attention.

          As he pulled back the fabric, a violin case revealed itself as he laid it across his lap. He couldn’t help but admire the stark detail in the craftsmanship, smoothing his hand over the dark wood inlaid with traditional Rito symbols that likely indicated this was meant for one of their tribal musicians. He was frankly flabbergasted and had no idea what he had done to deserve such a gift, but he knew that the princess was a kind spirit and must have seen this with him in mind. Sometimes she was too generous for her own good, he thought as he stood up and gleefully wrapped his arms around her in a giant bear hug, lifting her feet off of the ground.

          “ Thank you! This is amazing! It must have cost a fortune-- I can’t thank you enough! And mark my words that I’ll get you back for this; cross my heart and swear on the goddess. ”

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5'0"

» send me ↕ + your muse’s height.

          “ I promise not to poke fun at you, Your Highness. I probably would never hear the end of it anyways, so... y-y-y-yeah, I’m not gonna pull the pin on that grenade. ”

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(Anton) “Look into my eyes”

send “look into my eyes” & my muse will bold what they see!

I see:

Absolute Conviction  |  Aggression  |  Ambition  |  Anger  |  Anxiety  |  Apathy  |  Arrogance  |  Bloodthirst  |  Bravery  |  Compassion  |  Confidence  |  Conflict  | Courage  |  Darkness  |  Defeat |  Denial  |  Desire  |  Despair  |  Determination  |  Devotion  |  Disappointment  |  Distrust  |  Dominance  |  Emptiness  |  an Enemy  |  Enlightenment  |  Envy  |  Excitement  |  Exhaustion  |  Elitism  |  Experience  |  Fear  |  a Friend  |  a Future  |  Gentleness  |  Greed  |  Grief  |  Guilt  |  Honesty  |  Honor  |  Hope  |  Hostility  |  Ignorance  |  an Illness  |  Insecurity  |  Integrity  |  Intoxication  |  Kindness  |  Lies  |  Loneliness  |  Longing  |  Loss  |  a Lover  |  Loyalty  |  Malicious Intent  |  Mania  |  Melancholy  |  Misery  |  Negativity  |  Overcompensation  |  Pain  |  Paranoia  |  Passion  |  Perseverance  |  Pettiness  |  Pity  |  Positivity  |  Pressure  |  Pride  |  a Purpose  |  Racism  |  Regret  |  Resentment  |  Resignation  |  Resolve  |  Sadness  |  Self-Hatred  |  Sexism  |  Shattered Remains  |  a Shining Light  |  Something Familiar  |  Spite  |  Stress  |  Stupidity  |  Submission  |  Tranquility  |  Trauma  |  Trust  |  Vengeance  |  Warmth  |  Wisdom  |  Wrath  |  a Cry for Help  |  Something Eating Your Mind  |  the Years have Changed You

You’re:

Animalistic  |  Approachable  |  Broken  |  Closed-Off  |  Cold  |  Crafty  |  Crazy  |  Defensive  |  Devious  |  Difficult  |  Disheartened  |  Emotionally Detached  |  Frightened  |  Frightening  |  Genuine  |  Guarded  |  Headstrong  |  Heartless  |  Human  |  Immature  |  Impatient  |  Inhuman  |  Insane  |  Intuitive  |  Lost  |  Mature  |  Noble  |  Patient  |  Pitiful  |  Primitive  |  Pure  |  Reliable  |  Remorseless  |  Reserved  |  Resourceful  |  Short-Tempered  |  Simplistic  |  Sly  |  Soft-Hearted  |  Struggling  |  a Threat  |  Trapped  |  a Troublemaker  |  Trusting  |  Understanding  |  Unique |   Unpredictable  |  Unwavering  |  a Victim  |  Wicked  |  Feeling Vindictive  |  Guilty of Something  |  Hiding Something  |  Lost in Thought  |  Planning Something  |  Scared of Me  |  Scaring Me  |  Someone I can Trust  |  Someone I Can’t Recognize Anymore  |  Someone to Fear  |  Someone Worthy of Respect  |  Weak to Manipulation  |  Weighed by Something

You:

Aren’t Being Yourself  |  Belittle Yourself  |  Don’t Want to Hurt Me  |  Don’t Want to Leave Me  |  Drown Yourself in Something  |  Feel Alone  |  Feel Empowered  |  Have a Plan that Involves Me  |  Have No One Else to Turn to  |  Have Nowhere Else to Go  |  Have Seen Some Things  |  Haven’t Been Sleeping  |  Lie to Yourself  |  Lost Faith/Trust in Me  |  Lost Something/Someone Important  |  Need Me/my Help  |  No Longer Believe Me  |  See Me as a Thing  |  See Me as Someone Else  |  Seek to Hurt/Harm  |  Seek to Manipulate  |  Think Highly of Yourself  |  Think I’m Hiding Something  |  Think Little of Yourself  |  Think You Know Best  |  Want to Hurt Me  |  Want to Protect Me  |  Want to Sleep with Me  |  Want to Use Me