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I also like the idea of Bakugo coming home from a long, overseas mission only for you to be surprised when you meet him at the airport cuz he’s twice as beefy and four times more scary looking.
#Bakugo#UGH IM IN A CAR so I can’t write this f*ck#but meeting him at the airport and being shocked he’s HUGE and a little bit shy abt it#and you take him home and are all quiet bc u think he wants to rest#meanwhile he’s all confused bc you didn’t seem so excited to see him? only gave him one measly kiss????#and knows he gained weight and is kinda… nervous u hate it#and when you get home you’re kinda creeping around him#and he just bursts out to ask if you’re not attracted to him anymore or found someone new#and all you can do is like whisper#‘I am so attracted to you right now I feel like I could d*e’#‘and I didn’t want to bother u after a long flight of other how wet my p*nties are’#and then u f*ck like animals for a whole week#gen#shii posts
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Pre-TS Strawhats!
Individuals under the cut
#one piece#fan art#strawhat pirates#mugiwara crew#monkey d luffy#roronoa zoro#cat burglar nami#god usopp#black leg sanji#vinsmoke sanji#tony tony chopper#nico robin#cyborg franky#soul king brook#im reaching post ts tonight!!#im so excited to see their reunion#n i needed to get my pre ts designs out before reaching that haha
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⚡️ Staticky ⚡️
#bumfuzzled art#mha#ojiro mashirao#kaminari denki#Do you guys think he ever accidentally turns it into a staticky fluffball ?#i imagine everyone Ojiro touches afterwards gets a small zap#but because he’s so used to Kaminari playing with it all the time he doesn’t even realize it#and now for my regularly scheduled rambling#I had this one finished a while ago but forgot about it tbh#I didn’t put too much time in it and the style kinda got away from me#It kinda grew on me tho#I’m going to try and get some art out before the weekend because some of my favourite panels are getting animated next :D#i’m very excited#my lil silly birdboy better be done justice
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She is offering water to any lost travelers! However, it's so hot that the water has become tea, so she's adjusted accordingly!
#neopets#neotag#neoart#kiko#slorg#aquanutart#this was for a western themed beauty contest last year! it was very fun! :D i'm so happy we were able to be part of it!#and by 'very fun' i mean it's completely exhausting and i can only handle participating once or twice a year#but it is very exciting too! she gave tea to everyone who stopped by. she was very happy to be able to help so many visitors!#i actually forgot until i checked whether this was from one or two years ago... my sense of time as an adult is --- *waves hand vaguely*#i'm so sorry for all the messages i didn't answer. specifically to the user who sent me a really kind message out of the blue#about how they got the slugawoo avvie from my quiggle's lookup. i didn't even know you could get the avvie from his lookup#so i was very happy to find out!! and i was happy there might be more people getting the avvie from his lookup i didn't know about#and i wanted to tell them how absolutely happy it made me and my brain said ' you should respond to this right away or you won't do it'#and i thought you fool. of course i'll make sure to do something this important#and i kept thinking about it for the past year and thinking i will do it. i will do it#but when i thought about writing the words that were floating in my mind the whole time i would feel blocked#this happens all the time and i'm sorry. it really does make me so happy#and then they deleted all the neomails but thankfully i had it saved so i still was able to find their username and send a message thankyou#i'm very glad
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it would be so funny if Childe gets arrested in Fontaine and the only person he could get to come and bail his silly self out is you, his significant other. you happen to be on vacation in Fontaine at the time and are very scared when you're approached by the head of the prison, who hands you an official statement with Childe's location and the cost of the bail.
needless to say you're not very happy about having to bail his ass out when you're supposed to be on vacation, but the pleading look he gives you is enough to cool your anger, so you just sigh and pay before dragging him outside. you're still a bit miffed, but Childe simply squeezes you in his arms, smushing his cheek against yours with a silly, lovesick grin- he missed you so much!! he's been away on Fatui business for far too long, and Foul Legacy's been whining in his head, missing you desperately. he wants nothing more than to snuggle with you for a few days, Harbinger duties be damned.
you sigh, and agree- you missed him too, after all- but only if he promises to stay out of trouble. you're not nearly as wealthy as he is, and can't afford to pay for multiple bails. Childe laughs in that carefree, boyish way of his and merely hugs you tighter, pinkie-swearing that he won't get arrested again. his fingers caress the back of your neck as you hug him back, and you swear you can hear a deep, rumbling purr emanating from somewhere in his chest, meant for you and only you.
#genshin impact#childe#tartaglia#gi ajax#foul legacy#foul legacy childe#genshin tartagalia#genshin childe#genshin tartaglia#genshin x reader#childe x reader#i love thinking about Childe who always gets in trouble with you who always gets him out of said trouble#you: Childe please don't do anything dumb this time#Childe: >:)#and when you come to get him he's like 'that's!!!! the love of my life!!!!! :D'#also Childe's cheeks are squishy pass it on#Foul Legacy jumping around Childe's brain whenever he sees you he's just so excited#wifi's brainrot#short scenario#good evening :)
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You got a little something on your face there buddy -NO ROMANCE INCLUDED-
#Trigun Stampede#Trigun Stampede Spoilers#Vash the Stampede#Vash Trigun Stampede#isa's fanart#insertsomthinawesome#February2023#EHEHEHEHEHE#limited color palette my beloved#AND ITS BLUE!!! A FUN COLOR TO WORK WITH#>:3 this was a lot of fun#pretty experimental!! I'm really happy with how it turned out all things considered :D#Vash didn't look like he was all there at the end of the ep#very very curious how things are going to go down next episode 👀#im' excited to see what gets handed to us next time#EDIT: removed the black bars from the top one because it was bothering me LSDFJSADFLSDGFG
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Hi, sorry to be anon, but can I ask to see the Vargas family post trick or treating? Divying the goods, or just being tired from the event? Thank you and Happy Halloween!
Day 30 - Fine, but you're taking nightmare duty
#Requestober#My art#Vargas#Scriabin#Edgar#Todd#Shmee#Called it on being late today lol - not bad for the first (and hopefully last!) of the season tho!#Also no prob on the anon :) As long as you're following the rules it's all good! Anon's there for a reason <3#And Happy (Almost) Halloween! :D#They're back from Trick Or Treat! Edgar and Scriabin in this year's featured costumes haha <3#Once again refusing to show them outside the apartment lol it's just a reliable setpiece!#And since I didn't get any ISaT reqs this time around I decided to throw in a reference myself lol#Toddfrin hehe little guy <3#The adults are very tired from all the running around - Scriabin especially haha his lack of impulse control and being new#Looks like he managed to keep his costume on the whole night tho good for him ♪#Even exhausted he's still going to find some way to poke at Edgar just his nature haha#Todd was going to listen! He's a good kid <3#We all know there's no way Scriabin's getting up after all the excitement haha barely holding onto the back of the couch#We'll just have to pretend Todd gets perfect sleep and nothing spooky happens :') It could pan out that way! Maybe!#I always enjoy this midway-to-chibi style hehe it's cute! But still a little lanky#Little bit quicker and good and cute ♪ Enjoyable
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(first off, i'm so sorry about the quality, i've been fighting tumblr for 2 hours trying to fix it and it doesn't want to work with me :') please click on the pics for better resolution!)
so ever since reading this ask from @blank-house i've had this little scenario in my head because of jamie's bit, and i've finally gotten the chance to sketch it out :>
#keyframes vn#jamie porter#perseus tozaki#elio kealoha#rosyart#aaa i've never made a comic before so i hope this is alright!#it's a bit messy and the second page wore me out but i got it done haha#i love these guys a lot so i always want to do them justice whenever i'm able to draw them#even when it involves making jamie run into a wall from spacing out :') sorry jamie lol#also if the team is reading the tags: thank you for answering so many asks!#they're all super fun to read and they get me even more excited for the extended demo :D#i wish you all the luck with the dev work!
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Hey do you fw this? I made 1 chapter of it so far.
I was confused about what story you wanted me to check at first but then!! I saw this on ao3!!
Yeah! I fw it! LET'S GOOOOOOO >:D
#The scene wip page make me so excited!!#specially the Sif hearing Isa say 'stars' one (cause i am basic and like fluff/confusing Sif)#i love how the group know sif so well after the loop and everyone get a 'lets talk about our feelings' talk opening post loop#they all deserve it#as a nice treat that is hard as hell to swallow#siffrin? more like sif is out au#fan content for sif is out :D
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puppet man
he wishes to hold hands
#my art#welcome home#very excited for the new stuff to come out :D#i would work more on this but i always say that and then get nothing done so im just throwing him here#wally darling#welcome home arg#welcome home fanart
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#iirc the datv embargo lifts in a few hours time#its exciting for sure!! ◕‿◕#(theres some good info out there about what u can expect etc)#everyones level of comfort/preference for spoilers or what they consider/dont consider spoilers or do/dont want to see beforehand#is different and thats valid#for me rn my pref is not seeing much more of the game than i have so far so i will probably not be watching/reading most of those bits of#coverage which are described as 'spoilery' due to this#im just at a stage personally where in the main the last thing I'd like to see now is just a good look at the CC and the CC options#and then just any of the more 'generic' stuff like any new official screenshots that get tweeted or if theres one more trailer or something#(know what i mean? maybe generic is the wrong word but like vague or general or something). and thats about it#so if i'm quieter on here or not postin about sth new that you've seen or focusing more on less-new stuff like V&V eps i didnt get a chance#to listen to yet or i dont know the answer to something etc thats why ^^#i've turned off asks and submit as well jic#sry for any inconvenience caused by that and for not following/posting everything in the coming weeks hh!!#its like a push and pull between wanting to be hyped with everyone/overanalyze every new crumb/wanting my blog to be useful and#not wanting to know much more about the game besides CC than i do atm hh#ultimately we will only get to go into this game and play this game for for the first time once so yea :D#(and in case it helps to know for your own curation purposes my datv spoilers tag is 'dragon age the veilguard spoilers'!!)#mj and the world
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Saira and Amina after performing "9 to 5."
We Are Lady Parts 1.04 "Godzilla"
#we are lady parts#walp#walpedit#amina hussein#saira#amina x saira#photopeablr#trying my hand at gif making#it's funny how saira tries and tries to get amina's attention but amina keeps getting pulled away#the last one's my fave bc they finally get to freak out and be excited together! :D#anyway i'm trying out the noise filter and i think i like the way it looks#like the noise somehow makes it seem sharper?
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Is your Champion AU on hiatus? Or dropped? (Or for another reason. LOVE YOUR ART I EAT IT EVERYTIME I SEE IT :) )
it’s still going!! i’m still in the process of making the next comic, it’s a little more than halfway done now :DD
blurred icons for the sake of spoilers ashfjk. it’s also gonna be fully coloured, bgs and all, and im trying something new with the layouting so it‘ll look quite different from past comics i’ve done- hope that’s something to look forward to during the wait!
i’m also animating for Underevent this year again and that has to take priority, so i gotta balance that and comic making atm. aiming to have the comic out early next month though!
#asks#i meant to make an update post a while ago but i keep thinking the last one’s only been like#two weeks ago when it has been a whole Month HFKDK my b!!!!#but i am working on it almost every day still! excited to get it done and out :D
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it's dangerous to go alone... take this with you!!!
#persona 3#ryoji mochizuki#lizzy speaks#silly little thing for today. happy mochizuki monday!#you know. like. fucking bnuuy but. nui!#im very excited for february :D reload is so sooon and im just !!!!! 💥💥💥💥🚀🚀🚀🚀 cannot wait to experience the journey in HD!#do not install persona 3 reload you'll think you're fine and then you realize you installed a virus called ryoji mochizuki brainworms...#and of course. the nuis should be coming out that month methinks... im so excited to take the guys around to places!!!#u can totally expect that i'll have pictures of the lil guys in situations at some point. im going to cherish the nuis with my life#if any of you are looking to get these!!! they're still on amiami. and ofc proxy is an alternative if amiami doesnt work for you :3#have a lovely rest of the month everyone!!
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Digital Circus AMA Notes
Digital Circus is getting a season 1 at some point!!!!
#webcore aesthetic board for the series design
Pomni was going to be a frog originally. 🐸
90s toys Zooble inspo
Caine is an antagonist, but not by active choice, he doesn't know he's not helping. He doesn't feel a whole spectrum of human emotions (he's an AI).
"Caine canonically just lets things happen if he thinks it's funny."
Characters eat like Chao in Chao garden in Sonic. The characters can eat the food, but they can't digest it.
Jax's favorite food is spaghetti.
Pomni likes salmon.
Q "Was the ending a 'Last Supper' reference?" A "in a very superficial kinda way yeah." Religious stuff is sometimes just used for the funny.
Gooseworx tumblr sketches MAY or MAY NOT be canon to the series, so it's up in the air for every single one.
People can abstract from feeling too much pain if it breaks their mind from it being too much. Characters feel pain from things, but not as intensely as they would in real life.
Zooble is gonna swap parts every episode (implying they have spare parts) except their body & head.
Jax chose his own name & gooseworx likes to think he chose Gangle's name.
Ragatha was named "Emmy" originally.
They (the cast of characters trapped in the circus) can't change their clothes but Caine can. It's part of their skin sorta kinda.
There's empty space under Pomni's hat because video game model physics.
Spamton was partially inspo for Caine, Caine's VA did Spamton dubs.
Gangle only has 2 masks. Why's it (her hapiness mask) break all the time? Mental state, but the "real her" is "harder to break."
Kaumfo was gonna be part of the main cast originally before Jax.
Kaufmo's model has nothing below the waist at this time, but was made for that promotional image on twitter.
Q "What kinda person was Kaufmo?" A "He was the same as Ragatha in a sense, goofy & cheery, sometimes toxic levels of positivity."
I'm paraphrasing for the sake of note taking in real time, go watch the stream playback for more context & details if you want.
#these are all from GLITCHX 2023 on the glitch productions youtube channel btw#for anyone curious as to where I got the screenshots & details#theory crafters pop off with this#someone else can reblog this with time stamps if you want I'm pretty tired#I'm not going back through that stream right now; I'm sure someone else will put timestamps in the comments maybe#but yeah consider the amazing digital circus officially greenlit for a first season I guess! :D#tadc season 1 eventually baybeee!!#I'm hyped! I wonder if the pilot will remain canon into season 1 or if we'll get a new introduction into the series.#Wonder why Jax called Gangle... well Gangle 👀 maybe he just thought it sounded silly or something i'm curious as to what gooseworx thought#Caine's AI really thought Pomni running around looking for him & Kaufmo abstracted in his room was funny 😐 or his AI is glitchy#(we saw him glitching out already in the pilot) alternatively I think Bubble could be distracting Caine on purpose but idk just yet#imagine how much pain Ragatha was in since they can all actually feel that though like being body slammed & thrown against walls & stuff 😬#also excited to see some Gangle-centric content in the future based on that comment about the 'real her' 👀#Kaufmo would probably make jokes at really dark moments when it wasn't appropriate because that was a coping mechanism for him poor guy 😭#mine#op#the amazing digital circus#tadc
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Malice's Stain (Imprisoning War)
I set out to write one thing, stumbled onto something I had written weeks ago, and was inspired, so have some post-war PLOT for y'all! >:D I feel like this can be read even if you have no idea what's going on, but whatevs, read as you please. <3
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The smell of autumn was in the air.
Crickets chirped, a symphony of oncoming coolness and stillness, a song of farewell to the warm, moist summer nights filled with twinkling fireflies that replaced the stars. The sky sparkled, gracing the land with a preview of the splendors a cold winter night sky could provide. Flames burned quietly from torches, casting shadows taller than the castle’s turrets.
Link stared blankly out at the courtyard from the balcony.
He knew this feeling. Or lack of it, really. It took every ounce of energy to just breathe. Here he stood, permanently planted in this spot, not tolerating moving but not wanting to stay still. His mind was filled with cotton, half-thoughts trying to formulate sentences and failing to even convey anything beyond a dull ache, a shadow of what should have been an emotion.
This was becoming a problem, but he was far beyond the point of caring at the moment.
There were a million stressors on his mind, yet none truly seemed to stress him out. It was just another thing to be done, another item to obtain, another person to look out for. Day in and out, watch the children, watch the military’s progress in training new recruits, watch the Sheikah scientists continue to come up with new creations and make new breakthroughs.
Smile, say a few words, rinse, repeat. Go to bed, never fall asleep, get up, do it again.
He gave up even trying to go to bed tonight. He’d tolerated his son’s presence today. Tolerated it. What sort of father tolerates his children?
Link felt a twinge of something pull at his chest. His lips trembled. He leaned heavily on the balcony railing, sagging as if the weight of all the stars in the sky were bearing down on him.
There was a low rumble, a voice that practically growled as it chuckled. “So this is the fate of the Hero of Hyrule, then. You’re just as pathetic as I figured you to be.”
Link stiffened a moment at the voice, at the way his body physically reacted and wanted to scream and claw at the man. But no. He wasn’t there. He couldn’t be real. He’d sealed Ganondorf away years ago. Besides, last night Link had seen the Gerudo general he’d murdered when he was sixteen; he’d figured, after a week without sleep, he’d probably start seeing things. He’d gotten close to this level of exhaustion during the war, and he remembered he and Hemisi had nearly lost their minds.
It didn’t make it any more tolerable, though.
Link didn’t dignify the hallucination with a response.
“I’m grateful you didn’t marry my daughter,” Ganondorf continued, pacing the length of the balcony behind Link like a predator stalking its prey. “You would have ruined her.”
It stung, for a moment. Then Link almost laughed. “The only one who ruined her was you.”
“Imagine if I had won,” Ganondorf continued, either oblivious to his words or ignoring him. Could a hallucination ignore its creator? “Imagine the different state of things.”
“Hyrule would have burned,” Link snapped, glaring at him.
“Would it?” Ganondorf questioned. “Is it not burning slowly now, withering away as its nobles poison it from the inside out?”
“Zelda is working to fix that,” Link argued.
“Ah, yes. Zelda.” Ganondorf spat out the name like it was a curse. “How Nayru ever favored such a dim-witted child is beyond me.”
Link reached for a weapon before remembering he wasn’t armed. “You are the only fool I had the displeasure of knowing. Thinking you could control everything and in the end all you did was destroy it. Tell me, when you first came up with the plan to steal the Triforce, was murdering your entire family part of it or just a side quest for fun? You stood tall and proud like some king but you were nothing more than a clown, lapping at power like the pathetic boar that you were!”
“And yet here you stand,” Ganondorf hissed, motioning towards him. “The man with all the power in the world, and you are completely helpless.”
The fight drained out of Link, and he felt his face grow cold and pale. Rage filled him and exited just as quickly as he had no rebuttal.
Pathetic.
…He wasn’t wrong. Link was pathetic. He was weak and he knew it.
Years ago, he’d tried to end it in an act of desperation and fear, wanting to escape his imprisonment and avoid becoming a monster that he thought he was turning into.
Had he succeeded in avoiding such a fate? Was he not a monster?
He supposed he wasn’t. He was no Ganondorf. But… he was pathetic. Despite all his attempts to be otherwise, here he stood, arguing with thin air and unable to win.
“You were supposed to be the pride of the Sheikah,” he heard beside him, and he turned to see Lady Impa looking at him disappointedly. “Yet all you do is wallow in self-pity. Our duty is to the royal family, and you can’t even do that.”
“You’re no Hero,” Ganondorf sneered. “Heroes are powerful.”
“Heroes are selfless,” Impa added, walking up to stand beside the ghostly Gerudo man.
“How could anyone love such a wretch?” Ganondorf finally said.
“I don’t need your love or approval,” Link spat, though the fire had mostly drained out of him. It was less of a rebuke and more of a plea, a petition to himself to believe it.
He was over this conversation. He turned sharply, growing dizzy, staring down at the ground so, so far below.
Softer footsteps came next, lighter feet than the thundering steps of the monster he’d faced years ago but not as purposefully quiet as his chief. He caught sight of red hair in his periphery, and he saw Hemisi watching him, bubble ponytail over her shoulder, amber eyes reflecting the firelight.
Link bit back an exhausted sigh, squeezing his eyes shut. He should’ve known she’d inevitably appear in this insanity. He really should try to get some sleep. Would Zelda appear next? Or would his mind turn images of his own children against him?
Honestly, he probably deserved that more than anything.
“You look like shit,” Hemisi commented, an echo of her remark when they’d seen each other for the first time since Sonia’s baby shower. He recalled the incident fondly and forlornly, an event that probably should have never happened. But that had been years ago.
He wasn’t sure it was worth indulging this hallucination as well, and had very little energy to do so, but if he ignored it things would probably just get more out of control. “I haven’t slept in a week.”
“Why?”
Hell if he knew. He’d tried. He used to sleep too much. Now, suddenly, his body decided he just shouldn’t sleep at all. He’d had sleepless nights before, but never for such a long stretch. He felt like he was about to burst out of his own skin. He wasn’t entirely sure why any of this was happening.
“What’s wrong, Link?”
Her voice was so gentle. It made him want to scream.
But what was wrong? He had episodes where he felt down or unmotivated, but he hadn’t felt this insane since Sonia’s birth. His daughter was eight years old now!
“I don’t know,” he admitted quietly. “Maybe I’m just tired.”
Hemisi snorted. “I’d say so. You haven’t slept in a week.”
He supposed that was a silly remark to make, given the circumstances. But he really couldn’t fathom what was causing this.
Link smelled lavender all of a sudden, and he turned, noticing that Hemisi had vanished, and only saw a silhouette in the entrance to the balcony. The curls that haloed their head, as well as the mildly heavier build from childbearing gave away the person’s identity, her lavender soap carried in the chilly breeze.
“Zelda?” he asked hesitantly, wondering if this was somehow a more vivid hallucination or if the queen really was there.
The silhouette stepped out of the castle entirely and into the open air, and the torches cast their light on her. Zelda watched him, hands rising to hug her bare arms as she shivered a little.
She was responding to the environment. She had to be real.
“Link,” she said softly, green eyes roaming the area. “Who were you talking to?”
Great. The queen overhearing her husband steadily losing his sanity was the last thing he needed right now. He felt irritation sting, pulsing angrily behind his eyes with his ever-growing headache.
“Myself,” he answered truthfully. “Long night. Do you need something, Your Majesty?”
Zelda hesitated, noting, “Are you not cold? It’s getting chilly out here.”
Link glanced down at his attire. He was still wearing his summer clothes, the bright red tunic laced with golden embroidery overlayed by the dark forest green cloth that draped over his left shoulder and across his chest, cinched at the waist with a brown decorative belt made of leather and beads. There was no need to wear trousers in the summer for nobles in formalwear, something Link had never really enjoyed, but he’d adopted the dress as he was expected, wearing sandals with it. At least the tunic went to his knees. Nevertheless, Zelda was right – he was underdressed for the weather, but… he’d chosen to wear his summer attire as it had been warmer in the day and he’d wanted the nighttime cold to slap some semblance of clarity into his foggy mind.
The hallucinations did not seem to be indicating that it was working. The way he only just noticed he was shivering didn’t help, either.
Deflecting, he jutted his chin towards her briefly, his earrings jingling in the breeze with the movement. “And you?”
She was, after all, in her own warmer weather clothes, a sleeveless ocean blue knee-length simple dress overlapped with a milky white overdress that crossed over her chest, shoulder to opposite hip, before encircling her legs, more in the back than the front. She had a thicker belt with cloth bearing the symbol of the Triforce resting over the area the overdress left exposed. Her curly brown hair was pulled out of her face, though styled in its usual half-up/half-down manner, so at least her neck was likely somewhat warm. He could vaguely make out goosebumps over her light skin, despite her hands covering her upper arms and the bright blue skin paint that decorated her from upper arms to wrists.
“I’m freezing,” she admitted. “Come inside, Link.”
Did she actually need something? It was strange for her to seek him out this late. They certainly weren’t on as bad terms as they used to be at the start of their rocky marriage, but given her actions over Sonia’s training, Link had distanced himself and their son from her. He hadn’t wanted Orik dragged into her scheming like his sister had been. It had left their relationship… cool, to say the least.
Sighing, he complied. There was nothing left to do at this point, and he didn’t have the energy to argue further. His eye roamed the balcony, scanning for any more hallucinations, but his mind seemed to be having some mercy on him; the demon king, Link’s chief, and his former love were all gone.
His fingers stopped stinging from the cold as he followed the queen indoors, though the air was still fairly chilly. Zelda didn’t speak, instead wrapping an arm around him and guiding him along. He glanced at her, almost wanting to ask what this was about, but not caring enough to do so. With the minor alarm of haunting images of his past disappearing, he’d grown numb to the world once more.
Goddess, he just wanted to sleep.
The couple eventually wound up at the door leading to Zelda’s chambers. Link glanced at her again, wondering if she wanted what he thought she did. They hadn’t been physically intimate in years—early in their marriage it had been a push between the two, Zelda needing an heir and Link needing a release from everything, but as they had matured and had two children and steadily avoided each other, neither really wanted to instigate anything all that often.
So why did she want it now?
Zelda opened the door, guiding Link inside, and then sighed, releasing him and heading towards the roaring fire. Link looked around, feeling out of place, and honestly just wanted to leave. He watched the queen a moment longer, watched as she took off her belt and outer dress before grabbing a robe and bundling herself up.
“Come to bed,” she said. It wasn’t quite an order—he was very familiar with what those sounded like—but it still seemed firmer than a request.
Link sighed again. Debated the matter for a moment, growing annoyed at being stuck here, but quickly acquiesced, giving up on the matter. The bed was unbelievably soft and warm, yet simultaneously too hard and cold, his back hurting, hair on his body rising in anxiety, muscles aching, mind still unable to focus.
He… wasn’t sure he’d ever felt this awful. Had he felt this bad during the war, perhaps?
Maybe the night before Hemisi and I fought Ganondorf, he mused. But back then, he and Hemisi, despite how nervous they’d been, had also had each other. There had been a little comfort in that, in the promise of a future after everything, in the hope that the world wouldn’t end the next day as Ganondorf held Zelda and the capital hostage.
He was far over the bitterness of how everything had unraveled between him and the new chief of the Gerudo, but his heart still hurt thinking about the war, about a time when he knew what hope felt like. And he wanted to smack himself for it. His children brought him hope and joy.
Well. They had. Until whatever the hell this funk was had started poisoning him.
He had episodes like these, but they’d never been this awful. Nor this agonizing. He’d be exhausted, paralyzed, but it would last maybe a day or two, a brief spell before Lady Impa would track him down and help him, or his children would find a way to fetch him (he still was too scared to let them know where his room was, terrified of what he’d do if they startled him awake—his reactions weren’t as severe as they’d been, but he still worried).
Zelda slowly got in bed as well, watching him a moment. She no longer hid her expression, worry clear on her face, and it made Link feel like he was under scrutiny.
She was trying to be nice. That’s what this was. Perhaps she did need something, but not now. But he knew she could be kind as well, and that seemed to be her only motivation. He knew that. So why did he feel like a caged animal?
Link waited. Time passed. The fire died. Zelda fell asleep. He was still wide awake.
A whisper behind him made him turn sharply, though he tried to be quiet for his wife’s sake. He caught sight of a silhouette, and alarm made his eyes widen as he slinked out of bed, looking desperately for a weapon.
The person vanished.
Link wanted to scream. He couldn’t stay in here. If these hallucinations got worse, he could hurt Zelda. So he made his way back outside, hoping the cold would slap some sense into him.
He never made it to the balcony, though. Something else caught his eye. It sparkled in the night, like an ember from a torch, but it was darker.
The crispness of the early spring air froze over as if winter had come anew, and Link felt like the wind itself punched the air right out of his lungs. It was unnatural, like he was being squeezed, like something was crawling inside his skin and tearing him apart. His head pounded, and the world darkened, surrounded in purplish burgundy energy, like blood and poison mixing together in a sickening magic that could only be produced by someone who had let evil stain them to their very soul.
Ganondorf disappeared as he screamed, encased in the dark essence, and Link clutched Hemisi more firmly. She was still limp in his arms, having taken the brunt of the lightning attack he’d sent their way, able to redirect it before it could kill all three of them.
When the vicious tornado of malice dispersed from the center of the dark storm, a massive beast stood before them, and Link felt as if his heart stopped. It roared ferociously, and he rose to its threatening call, drawing his blade once more, surprised to see it glowing bright blue. Behind him, Zelda cast a spell of some sort, and Link could see the borders of the dark storm held in place by a golden light, the same barrier she’d used to protect herself in the castle.
The real fight had begun.
Link felt his blood freeze.
No. No.
It was a single spark, and he’d been hallucinating. Nothing was wrong. Ganondorf had been dead for years now, soul split viciously into four to prevent the demon he’d sold himself to, the demon he’d become, from ever returning. The cycle was broken. It was over.
Paranoia overrode reason in his mind. There was no way everything they’d done, everything he’d sacrificed, had been in vain.
Link moved quickly, foggy head gone, filled instead with frantic thoughts, one overlaying the other, choking him as he hyperventilated, barely able to make it to the stairs as his vision started to blur, as his fingers tingled and grew numb. He pulled a torch off the wall, nearly falling down the next flight, and tried to slow himself down, tried to tell himself this was just another hallucination.
“Is it, though, boy?”
Link whirled, seeing nothing, but that voice had been clear, as if he—
He shook his head. You just saw him on the balcony. It’s not real. You know that.
Yes, yes. Yes. It… it wasn’t real. None of this was real.
Yet there it was again. A dark spark, a piece of that awful, hellish storm that had eaten away at Ganondorf’s flesh, that had tried to consume all of them. The reveal of the true evil, the physical manifestation of how far the former Gerudo king had fallen, the…
The day Hemisi’s father had died. The day the man Link had viewed as a father had…
Link bit his tongue. Focus! You haven’t viewed him as a father since he captured you during the war!
It was beyond infuriating that such thoughts still lingered, but he blamed it on being sleep deprived. He had to think!
Link took a steadying breath, and he continued descending into the depths.
Hyrule Castle was a large and formidable fortress. It had been rebuilt and fortified after the damage from the war, after that final fight when Ganondorf had taken the capital. During the reconstruction, they’d created an inner sanctum in the lower levels, accessible only by the most trusted Sheikah and the royal family themselves.
Zelda had been trying for years to learn how to access the Sacred Realm so they could properly hide and protect the Triforce. Link knew little of her research, but he did know it existed. He was no sage, and his magic was practical, not fantastical. He had no way of knowing how to access such a world, and had left such sacred matters to her. In the meantime, though, it was heavily guarded in a vault near the Temple of Time, returned to its holy resting place from which it had been stolen years prior. But the inner sanctum…
Ganondorf’s soul had been split into four pieces. Three had disappeared into the sky, vanishing beyond anything they could find, no matter how many scouts they’d sent, no matter how the Sheikah had torn Hyrule apart to find it. Zelda had theorized they’d moved into a different realm entirely, as the Triforce could of course do such a thing. But one piece…
One piece had remained.
The Master Sword, a sacred blade constructed by the goddess, refined by her divine Hero, was specifically designed to seal away evil. And it held a piece of what Link had killed that day.
After what felt like an eternity, the king consort finally reached his destination. Two Sheikah flanked the entrance, noticing his approach, and knelt. He passed through the door without delay, walking through a room with false entrances to misguide anyone who might get this far.
“Love, what’s wrong?”
Link jumped, startled, turning to see Hemisi watching him.
Goddesses, not now, he grumbled, returning his attention to the doors.
“Link, you really do look awful,” Hemisi noted. “You need to sleep.”
“I know,” he snapped, still trying to focus on finding the right door. He knew which one it was, dammit, he just couldn’t think straight!
He heard a young man’s voice next, still somewhat tenor in youth, almost unfamiliar as it had been so long, but it made him freeze up.
“Stop trying to convince him, Hemisi, he’s too stubborn,” Merovar, Hemisi’s long dead brother, grumbled from Link’s other side. The hero turned, looking at the teenager, but despite how alive Merovar looked, all Link could see was the broken body on the battlefield, the bleeding stab wound, all he could hear was Hemisi screaming—
Link squeezed his eyes closed, putting his hands over his face, pushing on his temples, begging Hylia for help.
He heard a whisper, the same one from the queen’s bedroom, so, so distant but somehow so much more visceral than either hallucination. It was deep, rumbling, but too far away to be discernible. The Gerudo royal twins grew silent, disappearing from the room, and Link thanked the goddesses over and over as he finally found the door he needed, rushing to it and opening it.
The air froze, stealing Link’s breath away. His left arm lowered, torch nearly falling out of his numb grip.
The inner sanctum was a large, stone room, four corners posted with guardians affixed in place, large heads swiveling constantly to seek out threats. Their usually blue and amber lighting was flashing purplish red as they all focused on the center of the room, though there was no true target to fire at yet.
Yet.
Malice swam in the air, peeling off the Master Sword like smoke from a flame. The blade sat on an altar in the center, surrounded by a light blue barrier of Sheikah technology and magic, the eye of his people still glowing brightly to ensure the seal.
“Link.”
The torch dropped entirely, and Link scrambled back towards the door, terrified, breath coming out in rasps. No, no, NO!
The fear at hearing Ganondorf’s whisper faded though, morphing into rage. That monster would not return, would never return, and he would die before he let him hurt his children, his queen, or his kingdom!
The seal was still holding, but he wasn’t sure if it would continue to do so. He had to find a way to figure out why the sword wasn’t enough, why that piece of Ganondorf’s soul was seeping out like blood from a wound. Had the sword weakened?
He needed Ze—
“Link!”
Gasping, Link turned sharply, finally losing his balance entirely in his exhausted state. Zelda leapt forward to try and catch him, hands scrabbling for his tunic to help ease him to the ground. He reached for her desperately, gripping her shoulders, breathless, speechless—
He refused to be helpless. He refused.
“The seal,” he rasped. “We have to repair the seal!”
Zelda’s expression grew frantic as she looked up, examining every inch of the room. Link couldn’t fathom why she didn’t just look at the sword itself, but—
The world spun and then grew unnervingly, disturbingly still. Link held his breath until his vision grew hazy around the edges. The queen’s green eyes examined everything at least five times before she slowly looked back at her husband. When Link saw the concern, the anxiety, but a lack of overwhelming dread, he slowly glanced around the room as well.
The sword was dormant. The guardians were swiveling their heads as usual, a reassuring scrape of metal, blue eyes passive.
Had… had it all been…?
“I’d been having strange dreams,” Zelda said quietly, kneeling down to be at eye level with him. “A strange, impending dread. I thought… perhaps one of the nobles were going to try something. But… Link, I think my dreams are about you.”
Link swallowed, but he could only scrape the back of his throat, dry as it was. “M-me…? You… you think I’m the threat?”
The queen slowly moved her hands from his tunic to his face. “No, Link. No. I… I think you need to rest.”
You’re becoming a threat.
But he… he could’ve sworn—!
What if you’d broken the seal in your panic?
Oh, goddess. Oh, goddess.
He heard footsteps behind the queen, and Impa came into view. The look on her face mirrored the nervous energy she’d had as she’d taken care of him all those years ago, when he’d tried to take his life.
“I—I swear, I—” Link tried to argue, but found his voice failing him, and suddenly, just like that, he was helpless again.
Weak. Pathetic. The words spat in his mind through Ganondorf’s own voice, and he whirled to look at the sword once more.
Nothing.
“Link,” Impa called gently, hand warm on his tense, shivering back. “Come on. We’ll get you something to drink to help you sleep.”
Was he… really…?
Link shivered, curling in on himself, feeling more humiliated and useless than he had in a very long time. The two women flanked him, gently holding him.
“I’m sorry,” he choked out brokenly.
“It’s okay,” Impa assured gently, oh so gently, that same soft tone she’d used so many years ago.
“We’re going to help you,” Zelda affirmed, her own tone softer than he was used to.
Slowly, Link let them help him stand. He took one last look at the room, at how peaceful it was, and felt like he was going to be sick.
Why did something still feel wrong? Was it just him?
The three made their way back up the countless stairs. The queen let out a small sigh – despite the worry she had for her husband, she couldn’t help but feel somewhat reassured that there wasn’t something else going on. She’d never had visions that pertained to Link, though, and it was frankly a little terrifying that he’d gotten this bad. The chief of the Sheikah watched her boy worriedly, wondering if he’d been on the brink of something far worse, remembering how bad he’d gotten when he was eighteen, terrified that he could’ve almost broken the seal himself without even realizing it. The king consort felt miserable and petrified in his own right, wondering if he should even be allowed anywhere, ignoring how his cheek stung over his old scar he’d gotten from Ganondorf.
But it didn’t matter what the three thought. Plans were in motion. A former ruler sat in the dungeons, awaiting his triumphant return. And farther in the depths than the former King of Hyrule, the inner sanctum remained spotless.
Except for one little spark.
#writing#imprisoning war#hero of power#imprisoning war zelda#EEEE this makes me happy#I hope y'all like it :D#I got super excited#Link gets some comfort!? ISH??#they're all freaked out#because they can all sense something's off but their Danger senses aren't quite aligning right#Ganondorf IS trying to poke at the barriers but he has no idea if it's working or not#Demise's Malice on the other hand is definitely trying to find a new host to cause chaos but it's so weakened no one can quite tell#ANYWAY#I had fun with this :D#I already said that#whatever#please enjoy#this was not proofread. As usual.#There will probably be a part 2
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