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🔮The Oracle Bakery🔮

Emperor Belos|Phillip Wittebane/OC

Slow burn, enemies to lovers, Belos is a content warning by himself

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Chapter 17: Respite

Magnus Fortuna was a man who prided himself on his endless amounts of self-control.

Described as a ticking time bomb by those who fear him, he perfected the art of keeping it in. It was a skill he forced himself to learn once he took a step back and saw how actions he performed in anger caused harm. Back when he was younger, that is. Impulsive. Lacking control.

A simmering fire, always burning in their chest, too strong and too stubborn to be put out by anything or anyone. It was a Fortuna trait, seemingly passed down by generations.

For some, it showed in their passion, for others in their dedication, in their beliefs.

For Magnus, the fire burned in fury red.

It was why he chose to guide it, to divert it. It became fuel, a driving force moving him forward instead of holding him back. Pushing him through any task at hand, not letting it blind him. Anger as a motivator became a force that propelled him onwards, instead of the chains which held him back.

And it took all of this carefully trained, perfected self control not to commit regicide once he heard the news of his youngest niece being near death, the woman apparently rushing in like a fury from hell to protect the Emperor from an attempted assassination.

“Near Death” was putting it mildly, that is. Magnus, whose chosen form of divination was sciomancy, which valued work with spirits, shades and the afterlife above all else, swore he could feel Selena fade from the realm of the living before something - or someone - led her spirit back.

The feeling forced him into a state of panic he had not felt before, overtaking his very being, like heavy darkness filling his mind.

But, Magnus prided himself on his self control. He did not let this push him off the edge, even if he tethered so dangerously close.

It all felt like a blur.

Waiting in front of the royal chambers, faces and voices blending together - he had vague memories of the Emperor himself telling him to go and rest, but he refused to move from his spot. He also remembered the young prince pacing near him, anxious and worried. Seeing the boy so close to a panic attack helped sober him up.

Magnus didn’t know how to comfort him, it’s not something that he was good at. But, at the very least, he did stop scowling, taking deeper breaths in order to anchor himself, his body becoming less tense, and he resembled a caged rabid beast less - which seemed to have helped enough. The Golden Guard had visibly calmed himself as soon as Magnus did so.

It wasn’t the boy’s fault, he reasoned. He was just a child.

Before midnight came, the young prince was finally chased away by the Emperor, forced to go and rest for the night. Which, yes, Emperor Belos did have a point - there wasn’t anything either of them could do to help. But Magnus wasn’t about to admit that. Which is why he had declined the Emperor’s suggestion to leave yet again. Magnus could feel him grow more irritated with his failure to comply.

Not that he cared. Not really. The old man could stomp his feet in anger as much as he wanted.

Magnus had not known a moment of peace the entire night. He was not calm even when he was allowed into the Emperor’s chamber as morning came, finally given access to Selena who had awoken and was recovering at an amazing pace. Nor was he calm while they spoke, the woman smiling at him through pale lips, face drained of colour which only served to accentuate the dark rings under her eyes further,

The first moment he felt calm, when his anxieties finally lifted and were instead replaced by complete peace of mind, was when Selena stood by his side, his arm safely wrapped around her to offer support and comfort, saying her goodbyes to the Emperor who stood before them.

She was safe. She was alive. And most importantly: back in his care. Out from under the Emperor’s cloak, which felt like it would engulf her whole.

Temporary as this solace was. Magnus knew Selena well, and he was well aware that as soon as she was given the opportunity, she would continue on as normal. Going back to business, to the palace, to him.

Damned be the stubbornness of the Fortuna’s.

“Take all the time you need to recuperate.” Belos spoke softly to the younger oracle “I want to let you rest fully from these events, so do take advantage of it, Selena.”

Magnus didn’t let his expression falter. His hold on Selena, however, did tighten.

“Thank you, Emperor.” Selena sounded off, kind and chipper, from his side “Though I’ll probably just spend the free time thinking of what to prepare for you next.”

Belos let out a fond tsk through his teeth “You spoil me.”

“Are you ready to leave?” Magnus interrupted, the hurry in his voice more than hinting at it being intentional.

He felt Selena stiffen under his grip, eyes trained on the Emperor as she carefully observed him, looking for any sort of adverse reaction he may have to Magnus’ hostility “Yup, you know I am!” she answered hastily, eyes fleeting momentarily to their corners to glance up at him, but quickly returned back to Belos.

“Naturally, you must be anxious to get her home.” Belos didn’t seem riled up. “Don’t let me keep you waiting, hurry along now.” he lowered his chin slightly “And take good care of our Selena.”

“Of course, Emperor.” Magnus bowed his head slightly “It’s been a very long night.”

Belos nodded “I look forward to seeing you again soon.” He regarded the woman fondly “Stay safe, Selena.”

“I will!” Selena let out in full confidence “I’ll see you soon, Emperor!”

And as she spoke, shadows spilled like silk down from the ceiling and from the walls, gathering under the feet of the two Fortuna’s. They swirled and spun, growing darker and darker, and with a flick of Magnus’ wrist, they rose into a pillar, engulfing both oracles with ease. And when the shadows broke up, there was no one left behind in their wake.

Belos watched as the little fragments of shadows fell to the floor, dispersing like mist.

“I know you will.” He muttered gleefully, under his breath.

~*~*~*~*~*~

Black shadows raced at breakneck speed, through streets, over walls and under the feet of witches and demons, until they reached the front of the Oracle Bakery. This time forming into two pillars one by one, the shadows morphed and shifted before first taking the form of Selena, followed closely by Magnus.

“Why did you stop?” Magnus questioned, stepping closer to Selena who rose from the shadows first. She gave him a pointed look, hand raising to her face with one finger extended out, pressing it to her lips to let him know she wanted him to keep quiet. Once she was satisfied with his silence (and ignoring his very obvious annoyance), Selena held out her right hand. The ring she always wore started to glow, magic erupting mere moments later as she summoned her bonded spirit

“Raksha, I have another thing I need to keep with you.” She told the ever-grinning spirit “You’ll take care of it for me, right?”

The spirit, once hearing her plea, let out inhuman, haunting noises. Very much sounding like some sort of disagreement, but it was hard to tell; some oracle-bonded spirits knew how to speak, this was true, but alas hers did not. Raksha spoke instead in the sounds of winds and creaks, in distorted whines and whispers. Sounds of nightmares to most, but Selena could understand every groan and moan without trouble, and welcomed it like comfort.

“I know, I know, but it’s important!” she pressed her palms together as she begged “Please? I know I keep a lot of junk in there and that it’s crowded, but-” she fished around inside the pocket of her skirt, pulling out a velvet jewellery box which instantly made Magnus raise an eyebrow in judgement “-for me? Please?”

The spirit seemed to pout, crossing their arms over their chest and grumbling. There was annoyance present on their face as they turned away from Selena momentarily. And yet, even with them being as grumpy as they were, Raksha extended their clawed hand towards her, picking the box up with two sharp talons. They turned it over in their delicate grasp, inspecting it for a moment, then they let out one final hiss before retreating into Selena’s ring with haste.

“Thank you, Raksha!” Selena cooed lovingly, bringing up the ring to her cheek, as if cuddling the spirit themself “You’re the best! “ she giggled, spinning on one foot in excitement.

“Were you gifted jewellery by the Emperor?” she heard the annoyed voice of her uncle.

“It isn’t what you think!” she was quick to shoot back “It’s merely a… safety measure, to help identify me.” Selena answered back “Or so he says at least.” she turned to him, arms crossed “But I do not trust that is all it does.”

Magnus let out a low hum, raising one hand to his chin in thought “So you gave it to Raksha to keep inside the gem on your ring.”

“Nothing comes in nor out without me knowing.” Selena wiggled her eyebrows smugly “Including any hidden enchantment I don’t know about.”

“Hm, smart.” Magnus smirked back proudly, chuckling under his breath

Smart indeed. When she held it in her hands earlier, Selena could feel the magic from the brooch, seeping out in a steady stream. It felt like soft, fine sand, spilling from the box and through her fingers, constant and ever present.

Whatever spells were embedded in the brooch, they were well hidden - she already tried to identify them to no avail, it was like hitting a wall. The Oracle coven was known for “seeing through the curtains”, so to speak, which is why they made exquisite trackers and seekers. However, that innate talent did little when faced with the Emperor and his coven. She didn't know if it was sending signals back to the palace, if it scanned its surroundings, if it listened in on conversations.

Selena was not taking any chances with it, whatsoever.

And now, placed safe and sound into the little pocket dimension inside of the crystal on her ring, the magic embedded in the brooch finally went quiet. It was where Rakhsa, her bonded spirit, resided in, and spent most of their time resting. Selena tended to use it too often as storage, much to the spirits annoyance. It is also the safest place to keep the Midnight mask as well.

Nothing comes in or out of the ring without her knowing.

“Now that I know for sure no wandering eyes will be invading my house, we can safely go inside.” the younger witch let out a sigh of relief and headed towards the door of the bakery “I can’t wait to just relax in my own home after everything!”

Magnus watched her as she headed towards the entrance, as if waiting for something. “Oh.” he started when he saw her hand turn the knob “About that.” he deadpanned just as she started opening the door, giving Selena no time to react when the doors flew open instead. Awaiting hands grabbed and pulled at the woman, dragging her inside. Magnus let a smile tug at his lips, and let himself in “The family decided to visit.” he spoke casually, passing his sister and her children, cooing lovingly over their youngest in worry. Selena had no chance to pull herself out of the bone crushing hug she was enveloped in.

He heard Selena let out a breathless whine as all the air got (lovingly) squeezed out of her lungs. Serves her right, he thought, after putting everyone through the emotional wringer.

~*~*~*~*~*~

Selena loved her family dearly, to the point she would not hesitate to commit the most heinous crimes known to witches just to make sure they were safe and sound, but man. Were they all a panicky sort.

Not to say she wasn’t. Thinking up worst case scenarios was a favourite pastime of hers, so to speak. Except it wasn’t her favourite pastime at all, more a “forced upon her” one.

Either way, she should have expected she’d be (lovingly) ambushed by her mother and siblings as soon as she returned home. She had no one but herself to blame for not foreseeing this future, but then again, she was pretty sure she almost died the day before, so maybe giving herself some slack was understandable. So much for her big plans of relaxing and taking it easy, there was no way to do so now that the bakery was filled with family.

Oh, the misery.

The Bakery was small, never meant to hold too many guests, instead mostly a place to buy your treats and eat on the go, so having this many people in it was crowded to say the least. And all that attention was on Selena, the mood shifting between being worried for her at one moment, then grateful she was okay in the next, to being angry - whether at her for being reckless or at the Emperor in general for even forcing her into this position at all. It was emotional whiplash, that much was certain.

“You have to stop, sweetie.” Her mother whispered, the way her voice strained tugging at Selena's heart, filling it with guilt “It's dangerous.”

“Mom, you know I can't.”

There was resignation in Ursula’s face, knowing her daughter was right. But it didn’t mean it worried her any less, that it hurt any less. Gently, she took Selena’s face into her hands, leaning in to press their foreheads together.

“I keep searching the looking glass.” Ursula spoke, barely above a whisper “Looking for you, trying to find where your path leads. And there’s nothing but static there. Obscuring the roads, making me unable to see.”

Selena paused, panic fleeting through her face “Am I-?” her mother instantly pulled away, as if burned, and started shaking her head.

“No! Goodness, no.” she was fast to assure her “Not like that. I know what the end of one's road looks like. This isn’t it.” Ursula said “The paths before you are so uncertain, so… out of the realm of possibility. It is as if you’ve taken one you never should have, that I can not see them. As if it’s unwritten.”

At the memory, Selena felt her brows furrow in confusion “That’s impossible. Every path is written, whether we take it or not.” she muttered to herself.

Sure, some ways were possible to obscure the vision ahead. They varied from impossible to highly improbable. There were stories of powerful witches, for one, who are able to conceal the paths ahead one might thread. Something like that was so rare that one could doubt its existence in the first place.

Messing with time magic was another, which, again, was so rare it’s thought of as either forgotten or made up completely, and Selena was not one to delve into that, anyway. Too many paradoxes, she grimaced at the thought.

If there was one thing any oracle abhorred with a passion, it was paradoxes.

Bare feet on wooden floors made no sound as Selena made her way to the kitchen, intent on grabbing a glass of water. Gran brought some top-of-the-shelf potions to help her regain her strength, but Titan knows they tasted vile. So some water to wash it down before she headed to bed would have to do. Perhaps taking it with a spoonful of sugar could help, as well?

Her family had left just under an hour ago, once it hit them that it was already pretty late and that Selena would want to get some rest. And once they left, the oracle had the privilege of enjoying the complete silence that being alone provided, as well as finally having time to actually think about what had transpired.

Truth be told, she preferred the distraction that company offered her, but she knew she had to face the truth sooner or later.

“If I did die, that could explain why mom can’t see ahead.” she muttered, holding the full glass in her hand, leaning against the counter with one hip. “Near death experiences are something that would mess with readings.” she took a sip, forgetting that it was meant to wash down gran’s potions, and continued talking to herself - hearing her thoughts out loud helped her format them better “I mean, yeah, it messes with them temporarily, while the soul re-aligns to the paths before it. It should be back to normal in a few weeks, a couple of months at most.” she stood there, in silence, frowning at the glass of water in her hands.

“Is that…” despite having just taken a sip, her throat felt dry as she swallowed “...what death is like?”

It was like nothing from the books. Nothing like the stories she heard from the spirits, from her teachers and elders. Being in the black, feeling it press on her as she sank lower and lower, that felt like entering eternity. Going to sleep. Forgetting.

The place she was in when the moths pulled her out of the waters out didn’t. Impossible scenery, bathed in dark, saturated colours, shifting and changing before her very eyes. It was constantly buzzing, as if everything was flowing through it.

It felt more like a terminal, a place you pass through.

Like a place in-between.

Selena felt a shudder crawl through her entire body. She had been feeling the cold still, even with the assurance of Hettie and the Emperor she was fully healed. It seemed the effects of the mist still lingered deep inside her blood. Finally remembering the potion from her grandmother, Selena downed it fast, eyes watering at the unpleasant taste as she did, then proceeded to wash out the aftertaste with the water she prepped before. Letting out a plethora of unpleasant, disgusted sounds, the witch filled her glass back up with water and made her way back to her bed, placing the glass on the nightstand and crawling under the covers. In a way, - she reasoned in an attempt to stay positive - it could be almost a blessing; Selena was not a fan of the scorching weather of the Isles. She would find any excuse to vacation in the Knee she could, so having a tiny part of the Knee’s magic inside her, keeping her cool, felt almost poetic.

What doesn’t kill you and all that.

As soon as she got comfy, Pip jumped from his nest on the other nightstand and snuggled close to her. Selena let out a deep sigh, pulling the palisman close and letting herself relax. “It could just be someone obscuring my future.” she continued with her earlier train of thoughts “Though that would take some extremely powerful magic. And I don’t know why anyone would even bother to do that in the first place.” she looked down at Pip “What do you think? Did the mean old Emperor put a spell on me?”

The palisman let out sounds almost resembling a purr, a soft little creek accompanied by little clacks of his beak, enjoying the pets he was receiving. Selena let out a huff of air through her nose, too tired to laugh “No, I suppose not.”

She laid her head back down on the soft pillows, still petting her palisman as she stared ahead into the dark. It was nice and quiet, the streetlights grew dimmer as it became late, and the windows of her neighbours bore no light as well, most witches retiring for the night. The dark was comforting, the dim slivers of light coming into her room through the painted window and making the entire room even more dreamlike.

And yet, despite the calm, her mind was fully awake, running a thousand miles in mere moments.

“...He was nice.” there was hesitation in her words “Very much so.” When she didn’t say anything else, Pip looked up at her, trying to parse her emotions in the darkness. He moved closer to her face, laying his beak against her cheek, his neck fitting perfectly over her jaw as he did. Selena sighed and moved her hand up with him, pushing him closer into a cuddle with her.

“I wish he wasn’t.”

~*~*~*~*~*~

The next few days, Selena took it easy, as per the Emperor’s request healer's orders. She closed down the bakery to do so, staying mostly inside and moving from the bed to the couch and occasionally to even lying on the floor. She hasn't lazed around this much since she was a teen, but if anything, she had time to chip away at the collection of human books she had acquired over the years, which was a positive. This, frankly slothful, routine was interrupted by visits from family, usually Ursula, but often accompanied by either one of her siblings, for at least an hour daily. Magnus came once as well, him and grandpa Waine together, but he mostly checked in via crystal ball - which was the preferred method of gran Isabella as well.

It wasn't all just rest and relaxation. Twice she sent her magic double to fly around Boonesborough in full Midnight attire, just to be seen. She wasn't taking any chances. Midnight could not be out of commission while Selena Fortuna was taking a sabbatical.

And, when switching from one lying position to another proved to be a killer on her back, Selena was back in the kitchen again. Not the downstairs one, she felt like it would feel too much like work if she used that one. Instead, she pulled out one of the more contemporary human cookbooks from her collection and got to work in her own kitchen, wanting to test out brand new recipes that she had left to gather dust due to her hoarding tendencies and then never giving them a second look.

Human cupcakes, she discovered, were incredibly similar to screamcakes. However, without the screaming as you bite into them. Which does make for a somewhat more boring dining experience, but the taste was just as good. And without the pastry opening its doughy maw to screech, it left a lot more room for intricate decorating. Not to mention, they had a longer shelf life, because one would not be forced to either throw them out or eat them because they were prone to screaming at random intervals for whatever reason. And they didn't try to hop away, either.

“Since the cake was a bust, these could be great for next time.” Selena took another bite from the cupcake in her hands, fingers gingerly peeling away at the paper liner. “And I can make multiple flavours from one batter.”

Pip let out a sound of annoyance from where he sat, making Selena roll her eyes “I’m not constantly talking about Belos.” she huffed, and Pip shot back with another caw “I do not always think about him either!” When the palisman continued chastising her, she opened the nearest cupboard, taking out a particularly large mixing bowl and, without hesitation, put it over the bird that was on the counter.

“Go to baby jail.” the woman nodded her head decisively, watching as the upside-down bowl jerked around on the counter, muffled outraged caws coming out of it. It was, in fact, quite a humorous sight, and she couldn’t help the giggles that were bubbling in her throat.

She burst into a full laugh when the bowl and Pip fell off the counter all together.

One more day passed, the bakery still closed, and Selena using the free time to experiment with baking some more. She was just finishing up a batch of human muffins, when she heard the bell chime from downstairs.

“They're hot, don't touch them.” Selena warned Pip as she took off the purple oven mitts, rushing down the ladder to see who was at the front door. She smiled widely when she saw a visitor waiting patiently behind the heavy wood and glass doors of the bakery.

“Darius, hello!” she greeted as soon as she opened the doors for him.

The man looked bored, examining his cuticles with little interest “I am using the front door like you asked, Lena. I hope you appreciate that.”

“Truly, I am grateful.” Selena shot back smuggly, letting him inside “To what do I owe the pleasure?”

As the two walked in, Selena went for the ladder to climb back into the apartment. However, Darius was faster. He dissolved into abomination goop and raced past Selena, rushing up the hatch and into the apartment, where he reforming back into himself again and peered down at her over the edge “Why, I came here to shake the hand of the hero who so selflessly threw herself into harm's way to protect our beloved Emperor.”

Selena grimaced at that and started climbing up “Ugh, is the palace still on that?”

Darius smirked, her annoyance feeling like soul food “It’s the hottest topic among the scouts.” He teased cheerfully “And the rest of the Coven head's, too, my word Selena, you do know how to leave an impression. Hettie has been waxing poetic about you non stop.”

“Uuuugh, come on!” She whined, accepting Darius’ hand which he offered to help her with the last ladder rung. It took no effort on his part to lift her completely up, helping her stand on firm ground “It's already been a couple of days, does nothing interesting happen in the palace to still be talking about that?!”

“Alas.” He let out a chuckle, giving a small bow whilst still holding her hand “You have bewitched the minds of all, Fortuna.” He gave her a wink “The Emperor, in particular, has been in a low mood ever since your enchanting presence has left his side.”

“Darius, please.” Selena scoffed loudly, snatching her hand back “You're the worst.”

“Oh, you wound my heart, hero.” Darius laughed, putting his hand over his chest where his heart would be, in faux hurt.

“You’ll get over it.” She huffed and went behind the counter to put the kettle on “Tea?”

Following after her, the man took a turn once she entered the kitchen to sit at the table instead, watching her over the bar that separates the kitchen area from the rest of the studio apartment. “That would be lovely, thank you.”

Selena nodded, muttering something about “poisoned tea” as she prepared the ingredients and mugs for them both “So how is the mood at the palace?” She asked “Magnus refuses to talk about it, frankly he avoids the topic of his work even more than usual.”

“Well the Emperor is sulking, probably because he misses his favourite little baker being by his side.”

“Very funny.”

Darius chuckled

“It's very much the same as it ever was.” He continued “Speaking of a security breach of such a magnitude would give away an impression of weakness, so no one is allowed to speak of it outside of the palace halls.” He wiggles his eyebrows at her “And even then, most are afraid of talking about the incident in anything more than hushed whispers.”

“And yet they have enough gusto to discuss me?”

“But of course.”

A loud groan escaped the oracle, muffled by the sound of the teakettle starting to whistle. Selena took it off the burner and on autopilot proceeded with preparing the hot drink for them both. She didn’t feel like drinking tea, not really, but since she was already there, she reasoned.

“And Le- the attacker?” she asked after a bit of hesitating, eyes trained on the mugs as she poured the water. At this, the humour in Darius’ demeanour dropped. “Any news of her?”

“Kept tightly under wraps from most everyone.” he answered, smirking slightly when he saw the woman's face scrunch up in a pout “But I am not just anyone, of course.” perking up at this, Selena rounded the counter with two mugs in hand, taking a seat at the table and placing them down “The girl is kept in solitary confinement in the deepest parts of the conformatorium.”

Selena frowned in confusion “Only the conformatorium?” she asked “I would have thought that after trying to murder the Emperor, she would be immediately dealt with.”

“It is unexpected, that much is certain.” Darius hummed, deep in thought “However, there is zero talk of her being sentenced to petrification.”

Despite everything, Selena felt a stone fall from her chest at the news. Because, after all, she saw a sliver of logic in the girls' thinking, and she was so young. While she may not ever forgive her for her stupid actions, Leila was still someone undeserving of a faith like petrification. She was Asra’s little mentee, and she dreaded having to face her school friend after everything that went down.

But the little moment of respite was broken by Darius finishing his strain of thought “For now.”

Ah yes. For now.

But at least, for now, she wasn’t under immediate threat of death. That gave Selena more time to-

Frankly, she didn’t know what she could do, but she was thinking about it.

“Did you know her, Lena?” Darius asked, fingers gently pressing on the top of his mug as he turned it.

“In a way.” Selena licked her lips, suddenly they felt very dry “She is mentored by a friend of mine from school. I met her exactly once before this.”

The conjurer regarded her with a raised eyebrow, making the woman nervous. “Mhm. I see.” he tapped the edge of the mug “Don’t do anything… stupid.”

“Pfft, stupid, come now, I don’t do stupid!” Selena laughed it off quickly.

“I mean it.” Darius continued to push “Lay low and don’t make waves. I’d advise you against mentioning her to the Emperor once you return.” he waved his hand in the air “If you are truly pressed about getting updates about her, then I’ll provide them to you. Don’t go sticking your nose in things that don't concern you.”

Selena guffawed “Don’t concern me?! How can you say that, don’t concern me, if anything this absolutely does concern-”

She was cut off “In the eyes of the Emperor, this does not concern you.” he raised his voice in order to overpower her “It’s clear he does not wish to involve you in this matter any further. If he deems it does not concern someone, then it will be so.” he huffed “He does the same to Hunter. As well as-” he shook his head “Which is why I will keep you informed.”

Huffing, as she had started to get riled up just moments before, Selena crossed her arms and slumped back in her chair. “...thank you.” she muttered after a longer silence “I mean it, Darius.”

Despite her grumpy exterior, Darius appreciated her words, a smile tugging at his lips “I told you before, didn’t I?” he brought the mug to his lips

“You have allies in the palace, little Lena.”

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loz-cah · 2 months ago

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Welcome to the world(s) of Chains Across Hyrule!

In the cycle keeping the Hero’s Spirit alive, there are 10 heroes now, each with their own abilities and experiences. From the first of the heroes to the most recent, they all share a name and destiny.

These heroes call each other by their titles, as none seem fit to hold the name when they’re together.

They all now travel together, brought together by ties of blood and spirit.

These are their stories.

Come around the campfire, and meet the cast!

Sky (Skyward Sword): The former leader of the Links, and one who’s a bit distant due to his role as the first Link

Time (Ocarina of Time/Majora’s Mask): The leader of the Links, and one who prefers his privacy. The others know essentially nothing about his personal life.

Wind (Wind Waker/Phantom Hourglass): The best ocean navigator and the most sarcastic one of the bunch.

Wild (Breath of the Wild/Tears of the Kingdom): The resident prankster of the group and the designated chef.

Twilight (Twilight Princess): Eager friend and eager companion — nicknamed “Wolfy” by Wild.

Warriors (Hyrule Warriors): The bodyguard of the group. He’s quiet most of the time.

Legend (A Link to the Past/A Link Between Worlds/Oracle of Seasons/Oracle of Ages/Link’s Awakening): The most experienced and the most insufferable member.

Mind (Destiny of Mind — @loz-destiny-of-mind ): The youngest Link, and a master lie detector.

Four (Minish Cap/Four Swords [Adventure]): The blacksmith and the leader of his other three selves — Blue, Vio and Red.

Spirit (Spirit Tracks): Excellent navigator on land and can speak with ghosts.

Boundary List:

Please do not tag any posts as “Linked Universe”. While Mod holds immense respect for @/linked-universe and while they see the resemblance between LU and CAH, Mod made this au much earlier before they found out about Linked Universe. These characters are separate and have their own lore — and this world has its own lore that’s even detached from the original Legend of Zelda universe! Mod spent a lot of time working out things in this world; please don’t reduce it to “just a copy”.

Thank you and Mod hopes you enjoy! (And just for good measure, Destiny of Mind is Mod’s own au — it already has a blog about it, though there’s not a lot in there admittedly..)

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#loz au #chains across hyrule #loz-cah #legend of zelda: chains across hyrule au #intro post!#// ✨ Mod talks! ✨

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For the format of this reading I'll be asking spirit questions and for each question. I'll be using one deck... If that makes sense? Examples are down below!

What did April teach you? - Starseed Oracle

What energy are you bringing into may?-Sea Soul Oracle

What is flowering in May?-African Goddesses Oracle

May the Month of May bless you-Tarot

Extra messages -Index cards

I also want to say that this reading was amazing!! It amazes me how the energy comes thru everytime!! There's so much change & transitions 4 the collective! 🌸💕

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Pile 1:

What did April teach you? - Starseed Oracle

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Hi pile 1! Hope you guys are well! So... it seems that April has taught you guys to surrender to the divine. You all may have been worried about something and it not turning out the way you wanted it to. You could have felt out of odds with your surroundings and/ or your body. Maybe it was even hard for you to let someone else take care of you and nurture you. April could have been really hard for you guys I'm feeling like you didn't understand your life & you just had to learn to let it go!

What energy are you bringing into may?-Sea Soul Oracle

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Omg the way yall cards are lining up!! It's crazy!! So you got Accept- may you recieve what is as it comes and Wild- may you express all that you are. So I'm getting you are bringing in confidence & grounded energy into may. I think you learned to go with the flow no matter if it feels steady or not. I think the beauty in this is you learned to still be able to manage even when the rug keeps getting pulled from underneath your feet. Even if you happen to fall you'll be fine and you know how how to ride that wave. Your bringing in unspeculative fun, I really just get free-ness from this pile. Your really learning to let go & and trust in the divine.

What is flowering in May?-African Goddesses Oracle

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Okkkk!! So what is flowering for you guys in may is the ability to come out and be you. Maybe you find out something about where your from because we have divine lineage Oracle here. Your really coming into yourself & becoming you unapologetically. I think you realize your heritage is very sacred & special. This could have been something you were stressing about in April. But I think in may the answer comes to you. Maybe your spirit guides are encouraging you to really step into this & they are sending you messages so make sure your paying attention! It's really time to express yourself & all the knowledge you hold.

May the Month of May bless you-Tarot &

Extra messages - Homemade Index cards

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So we have the Knights of Wands, The Judgement card, The Devil,and Queen of Pentacles. So there's a lot of serious energy here. Your waking up from being chained to something you were in a resting period and you were sleep & overly in your head. You could have also been addicted to something like pleasure maybe. You also have knight of wands and I think this is your energy ⛮ of going with the flow but things may start to move pretty fast for you as well. With the queen of pentacles I'm sensing creation energy & we have the sacral chakra Oracle card. So you may be creating something spiritually. I've been getting a lot of pregnancy & creation energy lately. (Yeah I'm seeing 333 as I type this.....) uhhh idk but yall might end up preggers or sum if not that then this is a lot of energy that will be going into a project. You did have divine lineage so this could literally be a child coming through and the knight of wands could be that child and they are coming soon. Judgement also represents rebirth & awakening and I think that somehow ties into this. You have a lot of sacral energy so if yall watched my sacral tarot reading I think it was pile 4 or 5 idk I'll link it here (choose between pile 4 or 5 maybe both) i think that reading will really resonate for ya'll. Also if you are doing something online make sure you back it up. You have the back it up Oracle so maybe you really Finna back it up on somebody 😄. Overall I'm getting you guys have learned To let go and trust in the divine, this May you'll truly learn to accept your circumstances and go with the flow and be true to who you are because you find what you were looking for. You may be able to create from this knowledge and turn it into wisdom and you have so much proof to back it up. Another thing I'm getting is if your preggers let your man take care of you & rest even if your not pregnant now when you are I'm getting this may be a problem so just a heads up! Thank you for reading pile 1 and I hope you enjoyed & this resonated 4 u. Bye Lovelies! 💕🌸

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Pile 2 :

What did April teach you? - Starseed Oracle

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Ok guys so April taught you all to trust in the universe and have faith. You learn to loosen your grip. I'm getting it's because you remembered who you are on a soul level and understand you don't have to do everything alone. Maybe your forcing some type of memory on yourself from a past life and spirit is saying to slow down and let it come naturally. This message is so similar to pile 1 so go check that out if you feel drawn to that pile. But anyways, I think April taught you there was so much more to life but at first you couldn't see that because you were too busy hovering over the divine making sure things turned out the way you wanted them to.

What energy are you bringing into may?-Sea Soul Oracle

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So the energy you are bringing into may is depth, you are going to understand something about yourself on a spiritual level for sure. (Omg I'm freaking out this is so similar to pile 1 wthhhhhh??!!) Your going to free yourself with this information. I think since your no longer taking everything upon yourself spirit is going to allow you to be free as a bird and see the ancient world from a different perspective. (Birds may actually be significant for you- avian energy) I really feel strongly yall are going to figure something out like the cards are screaming that at me. But please don't rush or force it. It will come to you when your in a freeing state of mind and see things with depth. Like a bird !! 🐦 🪄 I mean depth as in step back not dig deeper. Dig deeper in yourself & stay calm lol 😂

What is flowering in May?-African Goddesses Oracle

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Brooooo yall got Yemaya and in this deck she represents Awakening like wtfffff. And the craziest part on top of that is both of these women are pregnant (pls go read pile 1) it's crazy because pile 1 felt a Lil vague but whattttttt okkk back to scheduled programming.....

So pile 2 your energy pulled the Oracle card Ala- grief as well for what is flowering for you in may... so I really think there's a rebirth/birth going on it may literally have to do with your creativity. When you choose to see things from a wider perspective that's when things will Blossom for you. Also with this ancient energy you may feel some type of grief when you learn more about it. You may understand the in depth details and how impactful the ancient world was. I'm also getting Atlantean vibes from this pile. Mermaids just water people are significant. You will have an awakening about something. Some of you are or will be pregnant like I feel that so heavily Ik some of ya'll are like what but it's so strong I can't even ignore it. There's so much water energy and we know water is the basis of life. I see you guys getting so much creative energy and using it your advantage this could even be a way of healing for this pile. I also think you guys learn to surrender completely like your so tired of running and you just break down. So many tears yalllll!! OK now let's get to the Tarot because I think this will give me more insight...

May the Month of may bless you-Tarot

Extra messages -Index cards

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I'm literally could scream.... The sun, The Moon, King of cups and page of swords. If yall have this pile we're connected because ain't no wayyyy... some type of information is coming to light I think something has been hidden. But you'll either get this in writing or through a mental download. The king of cups may be a spirit guide or a water sign man in your life I think they will really help you decipher this message and understand. With the page of swords this is happening fast or the message is given to you really fast and you don't fully understand it. The moon and the sun I'm getting two things here. So first as I said earlier you may have trouble looking at things at a wider view. Once you learn to look at things with more of a wider perspective I think this is when things will be illuminated for you. The moon can represent your subconscious and old thoughts and trauma are being brought out for you to nurture. Now secondly I'm getting moon is the mother and the sun is the father and page of swords is the child. A very nurturing connection and the father is there for you emotionally. Ok sooooooo yalllll stop playing with me cuz I'm really pshyic out hereeeeeeee... so for the last of you guys cards from the index cards I made we have Honeymoon, I achieve nurturing myself on a subconscious level and cappin.. so I just think these line up so perfectly I wish yall could have seen me pull these cards cuz ain't no wayyyyyyyy... Ok anyways so you may be going on a honeymoon. I literally just heard married. So maybe you'll be getting married. I was going to say as well that maybe your going on a babymoon trip with your partner. I think that's what they call it but also you and your partner may be really happy and in love with each right now. This May you will master your subconscious and see what has been holding you back from getting the answers you need. With cappin' here and since we have the page of swords this could Also signify a sneaky person around you or maybe your 🧢 capping to yourself. 👀 alrighty pile 2 it was a pleasure reading for you guys! Stay happy & healthy! Goodluck and best wishes to your beautiful journey!

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Pile 3:

What did April teach you? - Starseed Oracle

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Heyyyy pile 3! So I believe April left you all with a lesson of you don't have to punish and isolate yourself because of an mistake you made. You guys may be very hard on yourself and you may be the type to feel you need to hide away to heal and there's nothing wrong with that. But I'm getting a lot about you don't have to do it alone. This could be a need for physical touch. I see you needing a hug. I'm also hearing something about doors too maybe your shutting off access to the outside world and you don't want to feel seen. But you crave interaction. April taught you to look in the mirror but to understand your not the only one going through a rough time and there's others out there who you can connect with. They are just waiting on you to unlock the door. I'm getting someone is literally waiting to hug you. Like I just see the door opening and the person looking at you like "finally" 🥺😥

What energy are you bringing into may?-Sea Soul Oracle

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You guys are bringing in receiving energy! You are opening yourself up to more powerful energy and connection. I think your gaining confidence and open energy to get what you want this may. This is how you'll be flowering in May! You are understanding that you genuinely are a prize and that your special. I'm really getting yall gonna have a Lil glo up! 🤣 right in time for summer! But yes gaining momentum for Sure and stepping back out there. Your energy is very powerful so don't be afraid to show it and know you deserve love.

What is flowering in May?-African Goddesses Oracle

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Wowww! This reading has been damn good! The way these cards have been lining up! Whew Chile! Okkkk... you guys have Mami wata- naked and radical rebirth. This just reiterates what I said earlier. You guys really stripped yourself apart in April & didn't want to show yourself. Pile 3 you guys thought you deserved to be alone and that is not the case. May is flowering you in a way where you get to show your real beauty and you won't care. You are going through a massive glo up in may. May is really going to Blossom you into who you are meant to be. You are powerful & you will see and everyone around you will too!

May the Month of May bless you -Tarot. &

Extra messages -Index cards

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Yalll omg it happened again! I can't! Ik I'm pshyic but it freaks me out sometimes! 🥴 Ok ok so... you guys have the 8 of wands, king of pentacles, queen of cups, and 9 of pentacles. For the last of your cards this is from my homemade Oracle deck you have Hugs!!, I evolve in the darkness, & I can give you more than the usual. Ok let's get into it because I have a lot to say. So with the 8 of wands you may be getting a text or some type of message from a earth sign soon like super soon. I think they will be offering you some type of financial security or just the ability to feel secure to the point where you will be able to relax. You guys should go listen to Trey Songz- usual. That has a message for you. I'm getting luxury and princess treatment 👑. You deserve nothing but the best and this King of Pentacles is willing to give it to you. With the queen of cups I see you being in your head a little. I think this time you spent in April really made you evolve and your so powerful now. You evolved in darkness and came out as light. Umm my last channeled message could resonated for yall (pile 2 click here). I'm really getting may is bringing you comfort this could even play out into June because I'm getting cancer energy as well. If you and this person are water and earth risings/moon/sun that's such a beautiful combo. But I really think this king of pentacles wants to spoil you and check up on you. They will probably start talking and calling you more often as well. Alright pile 3! That's all for now don't forget to listen to that song. Y'all are powerful don't forget that and you deserve love & connections in the physical realm. 🥰😘 (444)

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Catch ya later lovelies! Til' next time! Happy Bloom Szn 😘

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ma-du · 2 years ago

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God, why would you drag me back to the Phantom.... Oh yeah. It's Little Baby Man's fault Lmao

ANYWAY

DP x DC Au, where Batman somehow dies and – to the delight and horror of the Joker and other villains and the Batfam – returns as the Guardian Ghost of Gotham, practically the Gothamite version – and adult and reasonably scarier, not least because he looks a lot like the Batman Who Laughs – of Danny Phantom. Which, come to think of it, isn't much different than when he was alive lmao

His main obsession is protecting Gotham, of course, and it's obvious that he haunts both the batcave and that poor long-suffering gargoyle where he used to perch to watch over the city and brooding.

He's kind of a spirit of justice and vengeance? Like, sort of like Ghost Rider, but without the whole devil and fallen angel and fire-destroying sinners and chains thing? He scares villains to the point where a good number of them shit themselves once or ten times, and duh, he may be dead after all, but he's still fucking Batman. And he will protect his fucking city, not even if he has to drag himself back from the afterlife to do so.

And of COURSE the city was going to be in chaos after his death, how the hell wouldn't it be? Batman died in front of everyone, there's a video or a billion of them, of what's left of his body being taken to the Justice Tower morgue by Superman on the internet, and apparently Bruce Wayne had a sudden stroke and ended up dying in the Wayne Mansion – not that those things are related, mind you. It turns out that, with the departure of Batman, villains like Joker, Two-Face, Penguin, Riddler, Bane, Scarecrow and etc etc etc take this as permission to start a war for absolute domination over the city. The Robins and Red Hood and Nightwing and Black Bat and Spoiler – even Agent A –and Signal and Oracle and the GPD and Commissioner Gordon can't keep up with demand, and even with the help of the League it's difficult because they can lock one of them back in Arkham, but soon another bad guy takes the place. They are desperate. They need Batman.

So they talk to Constantine and Zathana and every other member of the League and beyond, research until they scrape the bottom of the deep web with everything they don't have. Then they make the summoning circuit, place their sacrifices, perform the the chant and BAM! Batman.

Not entirely Batman, not entirely Bruce.

He comes back Other.

And he comes. By all the Ancients, he comes.

#dp x dc writing prompt #dc #the batman #batman #ghosts #vengeance #danny phantom #bat escaping from hell au #little baby man #because apparently this little thing can crawl into people's minds now and plant ideas #madu grumbles #a little confused because I'm sleepy #hehehe #sorry

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dent-de-leon · 3 months ago

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Kingsley needs time in the spotlight. We don't know anything about how he's doing during the solstice. Is he having visions? Nightmares? I wish he was talked about and included more.

aHH yes I feel the same definitely!! ; ; Every incarnation of the Circus Man is very dear to me, and I would love to see more Kingsley. We just got him for so little time, and he's so fascinating and such a love letter to how far the Nein were willing to go to save Mollymauk's soul ; ; It does make me sad that he's the only one of the Mighty Nein we didn't get to see yet, but I am hopeful that maybe we'll finally get to spend some time with him soon!

Also, the fact that the novel ends with defining Kingsley as Molly and Lucien both shaking hands, deciding to both come back together and try again...it's just so very sweet and cathartic to me, a transformation and rebirth, a miracle that amazed even one of the gods. A life born out of love.

And there's just so many fascinating directions his story can go! And so many interesting threads that potentially connect him to Rudius to me?? I mean, I still can't get over the fact that Molly was "born" in the Savalirwood, ground zero for Ludinus' first "communion" with Predathos; this cursed, corrupted forrest where restless spirits still roam. Not only that, in the comic he very much appears to be?? Born on a Ruidus flare?? If that's really the case, then...that's definitely something??

In another life, Tealeaf was warned never to trust other fortune tellers who use an "Oracle of the Red Moon"--a deck that mirrors and mocks the Moonweaver's, cards meant to manipulate and mislead, bring nothing but misfortune and misery to others. I can't help but feel like there's something very interesting there, that Molly was maybe the only one of all the Nein to be raised with superstitions about the red moon...Wonder if it would still make some part of Kingsley a bit unnerved to go there, even just subconsciously...

And even if Molly wasn't really Ruidusborn, we know that he/Lucien were fate touched. Thinking about how...it took a fate touched champion of the gods to power Ludinus' weapon. How it must feel to be a fate touched soul when everything Ludinus is doing is to sever the threads of fate and all connection to the divine. Would a part of him feel those bonds breaking, on some level?

And with all kinds of ancient arcane prisons breaking all over the world, I really can't stop thinking about how Kingsley spent years waking from nightmares about a primal scream and black chains. If Tharizdun has grown more powerful since the start of the solstice, do those dreams get worse? Does Kingsley have nights where he wakes still screaming? Or perhaps he has other dreams? Tealeaf, who was saved by the Moonweaver in every life--dreamed of her in every life--does he see her again one night, asking him for help?

Kingsley Tealeaf is born of both the Nein's love and a Divine Intervention of the gods. He's someone who's soul was found and cradled by the Moonweaver in every lifetime. Does a part of him feel indebted to the gods for that? Or perhaps it's just that he still loves the Moonweaver, sees her as something of an old friend? Would protect her the same as the Nein, because that's what you do for family?

There's just so many interesting directions you could go for Kingsley's reaction to the solstice, I think whatever Taliesin--and perhaps Robbie--decide to do would be just fascinating :') Also, I think it will be very fun if we get to see Robbie play King for the Nein episodes and I'm all for it, especially with how excited Tal was about it. But I do still miss seeing Taliesin as Mr. Tealeaf and hope he still plays him again someday too ; ;

#sorry this got too long but!! yes!! very very excited at the prospect of maybe finally getting some kingsley!! ; ; i miss him so badly #this isnt even getting into how king getting to protect the nein from some ancient hivemind psychic powers the way they saved #him from the somnovem would be just the most poetic thing but it'd be so good and such an amazing chance for kingsley to finally #confront the past and work through some of that trauma to me--especially after he's spent so long in every life running ; ;#i am very rooting for either robbie or taliesin bringing king to the moon. im so ready to see my baby after 7 years I miss him 💜#but ya king as a character is very important to me. tucking him in my pocket and hoping we get him back soon #also im so sorry i have other neat asks im working on too i just take too long writing them lmao

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chained-spirits · 6 months ago

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For the WIP ask game, I wanna know more about -The Holy Weapon-

I drew this after I had a basic concept of what I wanted Oracle to look like, it’s is also an early concept of the whole how all the Links met !

#ask box #chained spirits #tloz #loz zelda #my art #legend of zelda #artwork #link #zelda fandom #chained spirits oracle #cs oracle #fever project #ask games #ask game

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thenmichael · 4 months ago

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CS Ravio with color pallet number 61?

The Goober Ft Oracle

#ask game #inbox #art ask #chained spirits #chained spirits ravio #chained spirits oracle #cs ravio #cs oracle #link #tloz #legend of zelda #my art #loz zelda #artwork #zelda fandom #alttp #albw #ravio

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ome-magical-ramblings · 6 months ago

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An Updated index to my blog

(updated 24-10-2023) (updated 27-05-2024) I figured out people might have wanted a more of a "guide" or "index" to my blog that might be more preferable than just letting someone dig through my blog, I will be updating this blog overtime. I also offer tarot reading and magical spell/ritual service depending on consultation, divination, and figuring out your country's currencies and adjusting my rates and the task at hand, throwing that out of the way if you are thinking about that. I do magical service and readings for pay, you can contact me and ask me about it if you're wondering. Book Review: Greatness of Saturn, A Therapeutic Myth My free publications: Sandalphon: Archangel of Malkuth Sandalphon's spirit portrait by @desdemonasarchives Business and Money Psalms Magic for Traveling Long distance Kefizat Haderech/Tay Al Ard Virtue of Quranic VersesFour Wheels of The Enchiridion

Akshaya Tritiya and A Collecting of folklore Quranic benefits,

Prayers, rituals: Prayer for knowledge/studying(Occult/Mundane Knowledge) Dream Oracle Adam's Prayer Liber Resh PGM-based Qi Ball and Helios Rite Invocation of Light Hagith's Home Sweetening Ophiel's Mercury Retrograde Mitigation Ritual Stick Pad's Divination Affordable 7 days candle where you can't buy it Visualization Advice from Ophiel New Memory Improvement Spell from Grimoire of Pope Leo Prayer of Crowns Arabic Translation The Ladder and Spring for Scrying elemental Kingdoms Kerubic Prayers for 4 stations of the sun. Virtue and Spells to the see the Prophet(Mohammed) Setting Light into the Past, for Spells, Ancestors and Beyond. Magical usage of Prayer of Crowns Incense Series ( Part 1 , Part 2 , Part 3 ) More new stuff Offering and Salutations to the Teachers practice, outline, and technique. Contacting Ophiel with Pen and Paper.

Praying with Flowers and St Justina

Wish fulfilling power of Verse of Throne

Log and record of practice:

Signs of Witchcraft ( Part 1 , Part 2 )

Spirit Stealing Offerings

Radionics Magical experiments

Elelogap's Purification work

7 Weeks of Arbatel/Olypmic spirits work

Geometric Entities and 3d polygons-like nature spirits.

Daimon of Sodom's Apple ( Part 1 , Part 2 coming soon )

Hagith's Flower

Grimoire of Sixfold star's Series: The Method Elnafi( Part 1 , Part 2 , Part 3 , Part 4 , finale ) Rimori( Part 1 ) halting 44 days of Psalm 119

Scrying The Elemental Kingdoms Method ( Air , Earth , More Air , More Earth , Water! , FIRE ) Meeting Angalaparameshwari! Thoughts and contemplations:

In Praise of Mistakes and Mishaps

craft on oil/consecrated oil

Magical results and time scale.

Variance in magical languages and Pronunciation Circumambulation Magical Rings Closed Practices, Initiation, and gate-keeping practices. "the most powerfull exercise you did", Stacking prayers, and praying with spirits and entities. Concept of Werd/Daily Recitation or prayers.

ABLANATHANALBA's formula breakdown and experiment ( Part 1 , Part 2 , Part 3 ) At a Crossroad The power of the Cross The Crossing of Magical Currents Purification Practice Sincerity and Severity and advice for spirit communication. Being Hard on oneself and other. Sadness, Disappointment, and 3 of Swords God does not burden any soul beyond its capacity. The Golden Chain, lineages, egregores...and the open secret to initiation Linguistic Breakdown of Prayer of Crowns In Memory of Dr Leon Wright. By Letters, Words, and Names. Prophets, Mounts, and Open Secrets/ initiation To Be Silent and Pearl Clutching. Good Deeds, Virtues don't sell. Lineage of Spirits(A rope from spirits and a rope from people) Enjoy your Practice. Wisdom, Torah, Tear, Tarot. Shem Angels, Guardian angels, and Natal spirits.

Restitutionism: Praying For and with the Spirits.

Love Elemental-astrological Talismans

Chaldean Oracle 147, Gate of Man and Immortals, Cancer/Capricorn and Daniel in the bible. Retrospective: Practice from a length and at a length.

Previously public services: ( I might make more in the future, stay tuned ) St Expedite Work Ganesha's Working ( Part 1 , Part 2 ) St Cyprian and Aratron

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twin-chains · 7 months ago

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For this AU, there will be two groups of heroes with maybe six people per chain. I wanna include every canon game and then some but a few of them unfortunately might not make the final cut cause there’s just so many. They’ll definitely at least make cameos though.

Here’s the list of possible TC heroes so far:

Chosen (Skyward Sword) - maybe

Hero (mentioned in SS manga) - cameo

Mini (Minish Cap)

Mighty (mentioned in MC intro) - cameo

Four (Four Swords, FSA)

Neptune (Wind Waker, Phantom Hourglass) - definitely

Tracks (Spirit Tracks) - maybe

Mask (OOT, Majora’s Mask) - maybe

Twi (Twilight Princess, Crossbow Training lol)

Legend (ALTTP, Oracle games, Link’s Awakening) - definitely

Clover (ALBW, Triforce Heroes) - definitely

Ember and Aqua (Triforce Heroes) - cameo

Fay (TLOZ, Adventure of Link)

Star and Sun (BS TLOZ, AST)

Captain (Hyrule Warriors)

Tears (BOTW, TOTK) - definitely

Aspect (mentioned in TOTK) - cameo

Still debating on which ones to include and playing around with their designs. My aim is that the two chains are organized to better balance out and reflect each other without being too crowded or confusing

The heroes that will definitely be in the main chains are Neptune, Legend, Clover, and Tears!

#twin chains #tc au #links meet au #zelda au #loz au #loz #legend of zelda #edit: I can’t believe I forgot the heros aspect in totk #his name shall be aspect for now

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( harris dickinson . genderfluid . he/they ) — blasting lotion by deftones down main street we’ve spotted jack "bunny" armstrong sporting a poorly - trimmed mullet and even shittier tattoos, bruises at every joint; an old thrifted t - shirt cropped too far up; and the rattiest pair of jorts ever seen by mankind. the twenty eight year old oracle who’s been in town for two weeks often can be seen stealing parts for their decrepit motorcycle, smoking outside of the only bar in town with a blood - stained mouth and a crooked grin, climbing out of someone else's window too early in the morning, giving himself a new prone - to - infection tattoo, shoving the bloodiest burger anyone's ever seen inside of their mouth, or working as a bartender at the old haunt. people say they display uninhibited and volatile traits, but we rather trust their vibes: the gleam of a knife's sharp edge in the deep, dark night - illusion shattered when the blade is lifted beneath bleeding nose; a pair of headphones that are all wires, all peeling leather - the music is nothing but static; boot print pressed against the chest like a blooming flower, skin angry and red; the stench of hand - rolled tobacco that clings in between fingers and lips; and a wallet's family portrait mirroring crumbled smiles and watery eyes, gut - wrenching guilt every time it's pried open. also, we’ve heard they love hot showers ! aren’t they fascinating ?

content warning for mentions of... incarceration, childhood illness, drugs, gunshots, wounds.

profile.

full name — eoghan llewellyn. jack armstrong.

nickname(s) — exclusively bunny ( alternatively; bunz, if only to incite anger ).

place of birth — duck, west virginia.

date of birth & age — may 13th, 1996. twenty8.

gender / pronouns — genderqueer, he/they.

orientation — bisexual, with homoerotic tendencies.

occupation — bartender at the old haunt; professional hustler; amateur drug dealer.

astrology — taurus sun, aries moon, gemini rising.

kind of being — oracle.

abilities — precognition, divination, telekinesis, spirit talkng and dream walking.

residence — a shitty, abandoned trailer, shoddy from years of neglect; the curtains have cigarette - burns and cockroaches have long - claimed the shower floor.

interests — chain - smoking outside the employee's door at the old haunt. hot showers, the kind that turn your skin red and mottled. silver rings and steel toe boots. winning a bet; winning in general. competition and worthwhile prizes. the smell of smoke, and fresh - settled ashes. nighttime. a good time. whatever he can get his hands on; mind - numbing highs and the taste of sour beer. alley cats and feral strays. stealing the last fry, the last pie slice, the last or first or maybe both kiss; always having the last laugh.

aversions — religion, but sometimes not; hard to pray to a god one no longer believes in. one that's barely there. personal questions, and getting too close. the authorities. arguments, sometimes - but never fights. tending to their own wounds; sometimes it's better to let it rot. dogs. country music, unless it fucks - then sometimes. pleather; give them the real shit. nostalgia; it's always a trap. being wrong. being right.

quirks — keeps bottlecaps in a clear vase like they're trinkets. is constantly moving around, restless. dine and dashes frequently. spins a silver band that adorns their left ring finger. eats food that's fallen on the floor. hogs the bedsheets. loves to be warm but never dresses for it. frequent ghoster. hustles others for money, especially when it comes to bar games. acts like he has the biggest mouth, when his past is a mystery.

most played — lotion by deftones.

notable features — a mess of a mullet, typically bleached. a nose once - pointed, now crooked from one - too - many punches. skin littered in tattoos, both self - done and professional.

general disposition — body at odds with itself, limbs so gangly they're only odd angles; a walking crime scene, with dead eyes to match.

character study — jesse pinkman ( breaking bad ) & mickey milkovich ( shameless ).

background.

incarceration; born in the appalachian mountains, in a tiny bumfuck town with few residents - bunny knew the stain their family held on the town before they could form a coherent sentence. it was evident in the way they looked at them, at their mother; a madwoman by all means, grieving a husband sentenced for life without parole. the llewellyns weren't welcome, not his mother nor his sister nor him.

childhood illness mention; as the years progressed, their mother worsened. his sister fell sick, like she'd fallen asleep but couldn't wake. their family was cursed - with what, he didn't know. didn't care to know - at eight years old, he knew he couldn't stay. didn't want to. so he left - took what little belongings he had, and followed the only road out. nobody searches for the child nobody wants.

the rest of his childhood is a blur of makeshift campsites and worn - down towns, odd jobs for spare change and farmer - tan sunburns. he grows like a summer weed, tall and spiraling and surprisingly strong for their scrawny form. there's a different name every town, a new identity chosen with every person he meets. he survives through labor jobs and work nobody else wants to do.

appalachia haunts him. he can hear the mountains in his mind, see his sister in his dreams. hear their mother crying. they never truly leave him - even thousands of miles away. alive, yet haunting. other voices speak to him too, spectral forms barely comprehensible to his visible eye, like looking at a physical smudge. visions come to him during his sleep. in his dreams - he can go anywhere; walk anywhere. he begins to understand why his mother went mad.

he joins a traveling carnival for a brief stint during their teenage years; their powers become useful only this once. the boy psychic, the all - seeing armstrong. the dreamwalker, the metaphysical medium. he tells people of their deceased loved ones, of their upcoming futures. it's a hit, unsurprisingly; even if he has to make things up on occasion - it's not a switch they can turn on and off, but nobody needs to know.

drugs mention; eventually, the act grows old; as jack - no, bunny - ages, the boyish charm wears off. the voices are getting louder and he wants them to stop. the carnival is an easy gateway to bigger, better things; to casual drug runs and selling to rebellious teenagers in their own podunk towns, to robberies at lone - road gas stations. going home still isn't an option; it's been so long - is it even home, still? was it ever home? bunny barely remembers his name.

gunshots, wound mention; during a stint gone wrong and a rogue crewmate, bunny made the run for it. ran and ran; pushing through branch and fog and - boom. portum, in all it's glory. the sirens and gunshots behind them fizzling into nothing, the only remnant of the woods behind them the bleeding wound in their side.

details.

incredibly evasive; doesn't answer questions of their past, but is brutally straightforward otherwise. what you know of bunny is what you get; they don't sugarcoat things, or act in kindness. their opinions are black and white, all warped perceptions and no grey area.

emotional and, at times, volatile. feels deeply, deeper than he'd like to - than he'd like to portray. fights are commonplace, especially without rhyme or reason. sometimes bunny thinks they just like to bruise.

not the most intelligent person, but has street smarts and common sense. is practical. doesn't know jack shit about pop culture, and doesn't understand references to it.

has a deep appalachian accent that hasn't gone despite having not been in the mountains since young childhood. stronger with his emotions.

doesn't like to acknowledge the fact that they're an oracle; doesn't want to dig into their family history, or dissect their mother's behaviors that make - startlingly more sense the older they age. only really has a handle on talking to those beyond the veil ( the ones without a ghostly form, the ones forgotten ) and dream - walking. everything else happens at a whim.

drugs, smoking; the first thing bunny did when they entered portum was smoke half their pack of cigarettes, snort a line, and go to the bar. someone had to patch them up in the bathroom because they didn't realize they were injured. but it's been smooth sailing since; they're in cahoots with a local witch to help them continue their... dealing.

isn't all stood - up hairs and unbridled anger. can be giddy, or amused; sometimes even excited. is softhearted when it comes to animals - particularly cats. is scared of dogs, but would never admit it.

got a shitty old motorcycle out of the junkyard and repaired it himself; drives it around town - you'll always hear him coming before you see him. is constantly stealing parts for it because it keeps breaking down on them.

is kind of living like a king if their empire was of dirt. took over a rundown, abandoned trailer as their own and lives in squalor with a sick sense of glee about it. it's practically luxury living to them. is churning ideas in their head on how to use their life in portum to their advantage.

prefers not to sleep alone and loves affection but is, well, emotionally stunted. sleeps around easily but is quick to ghost when they feel like it's becoming something serious - something real. knows how to pull away before it hurts.

can be dry and sarcastic and a little biting, except for their bouts of unpredictability. sometimes just... loses it for a bit. loses the plot. seems to get a genuine thrill out of violence, like it's a release.

reliable, to a degree. if they say they'll be there - then they'll be there. doesn't make promises often - but he never goes back on his word.

#portum:intro #incarceration tw #illness tw #drugs tw #violence tw #as a general tw fr those mentioned i think #anyways drops this and runs to kes' intro

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