#Ringing in the Ears

[petermorwood]

With how loud just one suit of armor moving can be, a battle must have been extremely loud. Is there any evidence of people suffering tinnitus because of it?

No evidence from the medieval period that I've read or heard about, though TBH I've never actually gone looking.

There'd likely be some hearing protection given by padded coifs, arming caps and the like, even though that wasn't their main function.

Deafness once guns and cannon were in regular use does get mentioned more, though early reasoning varied over whether it was caused by noise and blast, or was divine punishment for using such devilish brimstone-stinking weapons.

Anyway, tinnitus was far from the worst thing that could happen to someone in a medieval battle.

[supertrxshwrites]

Man of Water

Look…Listen!

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Tags: major character death!!!

(A/N: major character death in this chapter!!! also, this is not an "I hate Zelda" fic, but she is portrayed a certain way based on the things Link has gone through since like forever. if you don't like Zelda slander, then don't read I guess ¯\_(ツ)_/¯)

He jolts up from the water as if it were pushing him forward. A man his age shouldn’t be able to move this fast, but I suppose the healing factors have been put to work. He’s breathless, his hair is an ashy blonde with streaks of white, and his eyes are a deep teal color, still bright after all this time. His chest fully healed from the gruesome battle he catapulted himself into. I’m grateful that his chest won't be riddled with the scars of a greater evil. I can’t say his memory won't, though.

 

 

 

This time, it wasn’t a save the princess and defeat our threat to Hyrule; this wasn’t a complete proof plan—he’s been put in this time loop. I’ve watched from afar long enough, and this time wasn’t good. From every corner of Hyrule, troops were pulled in to fight, even those who had never picked up a sword. They needed all the help they could get. Yes, he will be there on the frontlines, taking down as many threats as possible, but that doesn’t mean he’s protecting the villages, homes, or businesses. He has one job that he was sent out to do. 

 

“Save the Princess”  




Emotion will take you where logic can’t reach you.

 

He’s never fought like the knight he was supposed to be; it’s always been like he was a robot programmed with one task and would do anything to complete that task. Monsters have plagued Hyrule since the beginning of time, and every time, without fail, the ones that seem to be a direct threat to him or the princess are the ones that are eliminated. Families have been broken because of creatures overrunning homes and shops. The stables must be rebuilt from the ground up because the horses were taken from one to ransack the next. He doesn't care about Hyrule. He cares about her. Zelda.

 

 

1. A traditional story sometimes popularly regarded as historical but unauthenticated.

 




 

2. An extremely famous or notorious person, especially in a particular field.

 

 

She’s no legend in my book and never has been. She was a  spoiled brat who didn’t appreciate what she had until it was taken from her. Again and again and again. She never learns until it becomes unfathomably worse than the last time, and she calls out his name. Like a siren, her voice is like a trigger to his mind; it snaps him back into focus, such a shame. This battle was astronomically worse than anything Hyrule had seen, and it wasn’t because of the threat but because of the number of casualties. The toll was very high, and there weren’t enough medics to save those who could be saved. Lives were hanging in the balance because she couldn’t keep her nose out of things that didn’t concern her, and instead of fighting her fight, she sent him again.

 

What will he do when there is no princess ?

 

He has come back to us in many forms, many times from different ages. This time, he ran across that field covered in scratches and old bandages from the battles he encountered on his way to the castle. Master sword in hand, he barreled through the court to find her. It’s as if he knew her exact location. As a warrior or swordsman, you would think he’d have a better plan than running in there without an idea of what he’d be up against, but we’ve done this before. Ganon was standing there, the princess in hand. He had destroyed The Slumber of Restoration, and as he bolts into the room, faintly, you can hear it one last time.

 

“Link”

 

Ganon brings the princess down over his knee. The crack of her spine echoes through the castle walls and the first time he speaks.




“ZELDA!”

 

And the last time.

 

It’s as if her name tore through his throat like shrapnel. Shredding it with each syllable, each letter. He reached for her as Ganon dropped her wilted body to the ground and made his final move. At this juncture, there was no princess to be saved, and there was no kingdom. This meant there was no loyalty, reputation, dignity, or honor. It was said that he fought Ganon until the hilt of his sword shattered. He was covered in his blood until Ganon collapsed and was essentially beaten unrecognizable. That day, our beloved warrior had become the thing he swore to protect Hyrule from.

 

A monster.




He had collapsed outside the castle and was rendered unconscious for the foreseeable future.




With the slumber of restoration being destroyed, there was no way for a quick dip, and all of your problems disappeared. Civilians of Hyrule carried him to a medic tent, cleaned and bandaged him, and put him down to rest in a spring water bath. Mixed with other natural remedies, really anything they could find. And then they waited. And waited. And waited. Hours became days and those into weeks and months, and when years started to glide by, fewer people stood there waiting for him to awaken. The more propaganda about him began to surface, the more Hyrule started to divide between those who cared about the hero and those who didn’t, and finally, no one was there waiting for him to open those teal eyes.




Sitting up in the strange concoction of water and flowers, he felt his heart pound in his ears, almost as if it were next to his head. His vision was blurry, and even after his eyes started to focus, he realized one eye was a lot blurrier than the other. His arms were exceptionally sore but not as bad as his throat; that first breath felt like being born again after swimming in peace, not a single element to disturb you as you rested, and then you’re pulled away from it by a greater force, fingernails scraping the ground as you’re yanked from the serenity of the womb. Fresh fire embers claw from your lungs up your throat as you make that first breath, and it’s supposed to be a good thing, but why does it feel like dying all over again?

 

He continues to inspect his body. The scars on his arms are raised, all different shapes and sizes, the same as the ones on his legs. He tries to push himself up, but unlike the slumber of restoration, he hasn’t gained any strength back. This bath has only seemed to heal broken bones and fresh wounds. He leans over the edge of the bath, tipping it over and causing the water to spill onto the ground of the small tent; he attempts to use his arms to pull himself forward. After a few tries, he pulls himself up and sits against the wall. After spending that time trying to gain some semblance of strength, he is out of breath and drenched from the water and his sweat. The curtain to the tent is pulled open by a girl; she has on a green smock with a cream-colored dress under it. She pauses and sets eyes on him as he sits on the floor nude against the wall, out of breath. She runs out of the tent, yelling for her mother.

 

“Mother! He’s awake…the swordsman.”

[freedomaus]

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[malinaa]

if i think about the hunger games in peeta's perspective i WILL start sobbing

[ink-the-artist]

funky ceramic wizard staff + an update on how fucking LOUD the cicadas have gotten jesus christ

[zemi-noelle-art]

took apart an old keyboard and made the keys into a jewelry accessory line ⌨ 🌐🖱

[musubiki]

balor + ponytail (feat my farmer isa)

[lturnips]

Someone who doesn't know anything about greek mythology watching Kaos: yh this is probs pretty accurate

Someone who knows a fair bit about greek mythology watching Kaos: this is so inaccurate they have changed everything

Someone who had studied greek mythology watching Kaos: omg omg omg so much of this is so accurate

[shiftythrifting]

Cockring Ken found while I was doll hunting today!

[myak-n-roy-art]

Lord of the Rings but with cats ♥

[caffeccino]

Trundling through another poison swamp and getting soggy in search of Maidens

[spooksier]

see you tomorrow

☆ prints | comics ☆

[jojo-the-bird]

I think I’m depriving myself of the life I could have to the life I make myself believe I’m bound to.

[freedomaus]

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[zegalba]

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[sirfrogsworth]

Froggie Gets a Ring Light

I got a ring light to help demonstrate why people probably shouldn't get a ring light and then I accidentally took some bomb ass photos with a ring light.

Soooo... do what you want. I'm not your mom.