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tashacee · 21 hours ago

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Have you considered doing a snippit where Wild - freshly stuck in Aspect form - tumbles through a portal, meets and rescues Baby, and then the Chain hits the place they're at due to reports of monsters?

To be clear, this would be the first time either Wild or Baby meet the Chain.

Bonus if Twilight decides to scout ahead and then the Chain has to go "rescue" Wolfie.

BWAHAHA

Aspects of a Baby

Link was having one hell of a day. It really was up there with the most wacky, weird, freaky days he’d ever had, to be honest. Up there with turning the Calamity into crispy pork scratchings, up there with slaying Ganon’s dragon fursona, up there with the time he’d joined the Stable Trotters for a gig in Lurelin and woken up the next morning on Palmorae beach in nothing but the tingle hood and a pair of sequinned booty shorts.

This was a weird day.

Okay so. First: Wild was stuck in the Ancient Hero’s Aspect. Which was embarrassing as heck, especially as he couldn’t even talk to explain himself in this thing. But that wouldn’t be so much of an issue were it not for:

Second: he had, somehow, fallen through some sort of portal and was currently trapped in an unfamiliar world. Great.

But wait! There’s more!

Third: so Link, like any self respecting adventurer/chaos gremlin used to getting lost, started to explore. He was in a fairly pleasant woodland and there seemed to be trails made by hylian feet, so he’d been hopeful of finding someone who could help soon.

Instead, he had come upon an incredibly quaint little cottage, complete with flowers around the door and a thatched roof. Unfortunately, this cottage had been surrounded by monsters. And! To make things worse! One of those monsters was dragging a child behind them, kicking and screaming and sobbing as they were pulled.

Well. That just wasn’t cool.

Monsters deciding to get into home renovation, Link could accept. Kidnapping, though? Nuh uh. Unacceptable. The monsters would have to go.

So Link had decided to test out exactly what this Aspect could do and had. Uh.

Torn the monsters to pieces.

He fully expected the child - who, now he thought about it, looked kinda like a kiddie version of the Aspect. Maybe they were the same species? - to be terrified of him after that display. They couldn’t have been eight years old yet, and had spent the whole battle curled into a shivering ball.

In an unexpected turn of events, though, when all of the monsters had been reduced to dust, the kid looked up with big, blue eyes, and then barrelled into Link, throwing themself into his arms.

So. Well. Link had a kid now.

It was a weird day. He wasn’t really sure what he was supposed to do in this situation, though, so he had no real choice but to just go with it. He cuddled the child close, stroking their hair and letting them cry into his shoulder. Then, after taking a moment to find out that the cottage seemed to be totally unoccupied, he shrugged and let himself in.

This child was upset and upset children need cocoa. So Link, a true hero, would provide this cocoa, and would do so from a proper kitchen.

…

Thing is, the weirdness didn’t stop there.

Link and the kid, who thankfully understood enough sign to communicate with him, were just sitting in the kitchen, sipping their cocoa. The kid was, apparently, also called Link, which wasn’t confusing or alarming at all. Link decided to call him Baby. Baby Link. It was fine, it was cute. The lil kid suited it.

He was adorable.

But yeah. They were just sitting in the kitchen, minding their own business, when:

Fourth: “AWOOOOOO!”

A giant wolf smashed through the glass window set into the kitchen door, howling with anger and skittering onto the tiles. The kitchen floor was smooth, so the animal slid as it landed, unable to control its momentum, and slid headfirst into a cupboard door.

“WoooOOoooOOoooo…” it trailed off.

Link immediately jumped to his feet and dashed to stand in front of Baby. He didn’t put it past the kid to go ‘oh! Doggie!’ and try to pet it, and this thing looked angry. He growled at it, hackles rising, daring the wolf to try and attack.

The wolf righted itself and growled back, teeth bared and deadly as it pawed at the ground. The thing was massive, far larger than any wolf that Link had ever seen before, and it seemed almost intelligent - but it didn’t have the red in its eyes that signified a monster.

What was this thing?

Okay, first thing first, he had to get Baby to safety. This thing looked vicious and- wait- what was- Baby-!

“Is-” Baby asked as he poked his head around Link’s legs. “Is he hungry? Do you want some cocoa, puppy?”

No! Wild wasn’t sure what was worse - that he thought it was okay to give cocoa to a dog or that he was apparently unafraid of the giant wolf that had just broken through a windowpane!

He grabbed Baby and pushed him back once again, much to the kid’s chagrin.

“Hey, he’s not a bad guy!” he protested. “You killed the monsters! He’s a pubby!”

Hylia’s tits this kid was adorable. Adorable and a disaster. Here Link was, doing his best to keep him out of trouble from this terrifying wolf and-

Wait.

The wolf, seeing this exchange, had backed down and was now sitting back, watching them with a tilted head and wide eyes.

Baby smiled. “See! Pubby! Hey pubby, want belly rubs?!”

Oh for-

Really? After all that, the ding dang wolf was backing off because the kid offered it belly rubs?

Was it-

Was it wagging its tail?

Link needed a drink.

So fifth weird thing of the day: the ferocious wolf that had burst through the window was now wagging its tail and acting friendly. And it was shifting. And dissolving into black particles. And- and-

And now it was a guy.

… wait

The wolf was a guy.

……………………………..Link was going to stop trying to count how many weird things had happened today.

The wolf, it turned out, was actually a very apologetic guy who introduced himself as Twilight. He apologised for crashing in and scaring them (“I wasn’t scared!” Baby announced happily), but he’d been told that the house was under attack by monsters and had come to clear them out.

He felt really bad about that now that it turned out the only people here were the two of them, and seemed pretty relieved when Baby assured them that there had been monsters, but Link had taken care of them.

Baby had to do the explaining. Because this guy didn’t know Link’s sign. Which was. Just great. Fab. Wonderful. Great.

This was one heck of a day.

Still, once that was all cleared up, they seemed to all get along okay. Twilight was patient while Baby interpreted Link’s signs, and they did in fact all end up sitting and drinking cocoa together. The house they were in, it turned out, belonged to the local miller and his family, but surely he wouldn’t begrudge them all having a little sit down after having rescued it from an army of monsters!

Now the thing is, if everything had have ended there, it might have been - well, okay. It still would have been an absolutely insane day all around. But things did not end there. Because half an hour later there came a sound from outside and Twilight said

“Oh! That’ll be my brothers - I was just scouting on ahead of them.”

Link desperately wanted to ask if they were animals in disguise too. But that would have been kinda hypocritical of him, given his own current appearance, and also he couldn’t exactly talk right now. So they all went out to the front of the house to meet them and-

Twilight’s brothers, it turned out, were a bunch of extremely heavily armed men and boys, and they were itching for a fight. In hindsight, Twilight probably should have gone and told them that the monsters were all taken care of.

However, he had not. So these brothers, seeing Link first (i mean come on, he was currently a red haired seven foot tall lion man), assumed that he was the monster and leapt into action, swords drawn, ready to fight.

Well shit.

There were at least eight of them, their weapons deadly, their gazes ferocious. They cried out as they leapt into battle and Link realised belatedly that he’d left his slate - and all the weapons inside of it - in the kitchen-

This wasn’t good. It wasn’t good at all. Wild needed to react, to think of a plan, to-

“YOU LEAVE HIM ALONE YOU BIG BULLIES!”

Wait.

Baby?!

Apparently heedless of any actual danger to himself, Baby had darted out in front of Link and, hands on hips, was glaring up at the group of warriors with big, judgemental eyes. It would be adorable if it wasn’t so alarming.

Link whined and made to pull Baby back, as Twilight ran out and waved his hands in a show of peace to the suddenly very confused group.

Needless to say, the group of brothers were mortified when they realised their mistake, and were very, very apologetic. Link was more than happy to just move on, but Baby would not be easily won over and managed to hold a grudge against them for a full half hour before he broke.

Link really loved that kid.

But, they did all end up sitting down and chatting. Introducing one another. And that’s when the final crazy thing of the day happened.

Because you see, it turned out that Twilight’s name was, in fact, not Twilight. It, along with every one of his ‘brothers’’, was ‘Link’.

The group, which called itself the Chain, was actually a time travelling collection of Heroes from across history, on a divine quest together, and both Baby and Link - now dubbed Wild - had been dragged in to join them.

Yes, really.

Honestly, at this point, WIld was just rolling with it. Time travelling Hero quest. Stuck in the Ancient Aspect. There’s a child there. Whatever.

Man, he really needed a drink.

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tashacee · 16 hours ago

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Think we could get a teeny bit of Hoz and Mask!Wild? January and February have gone by soooooo slowly and I think many of us could use some fluff, if you have any

Sorry for being SO late with this! My Jan and Feb were also very slow and i ended up so bogged under that I'm only here now, but I hope it still helps!

Finding Home

“Link?” the voice was soft. Warm. Gentle. “Is that you? I didn’t know you were back.”

Wild - no, he was Link again, wasn’t he? Just Link. But that didn’t feel right, didn’t feel natural. He’d spent so long thinking of himself as Wild. He liked being Wild. Funny, when at first he had hated the name so very much…

Wild looked around, just a little. He was sitting on a cliff, watching the sun rise over North Akkala Beach. It was quiet up here, peaceful. Just him, the seagulls and the wind.

And now, it seemed, Hoz.

Wild hummed, noncommittally. Yep, here he was. Back again.

Behind him, he heard Hoz’s footsteps get closer in the grass, until he hovered behind him. Probably didn’t want to disturb. Hoz was a good person.

“I thought you were travelling with that group.” he continued softly. “Everything okay?”

Wild shrugged, throat too tight to speak - although whether that was from the stiffness of his scars or the swell of emotion… he’d never say. He was so tired. It had been two weeks since he had returned from his journeys with the Chain, alone and lonely and confused. Why had Hylia pulled him away from them? Why was he back in his own era when he had finally found himself fully comfortable with his brothers?

“Got separated.” he whispered at last, his voice barely more than a croak. It was a bright evening, but he could feel rain in the air. There were heavy storm clouds gathering overhead, and judging by the ache in his scars, it wouldn’t be long until they burst.

“Oh.” Hoz replied quietly. For a long moment they stayed there in silence, Wild looking out over the sunset, Hoz standing patiently behind him. Then he took a breath, stepping closer. “It’s going to rain. I brought you an umbrella.”

Wild blinked, finally looking around. Hoz’s face was kind where it smiled down at him, and he felt a swell of gratitude at that. Much as he loved - he missed - his brothers, he also had missed Hoz. The Knight-In-All-But-Name had always been so kind to him. Had looked out to him.

He was…

Wild wasn’t sure what a father felt like, but something told him that it was something like Hoz.

“Thanks.” he signed, quietly standing to accept the shelter.

Hoz smiled again as he passed the umbrella over. “Do you… my wife has made dumpling soup, and we just got a new desk in the den. Do you want to come over? Tell me about it?”

Part of Wild wanted to say no.

Part of him wanted to run and hide, to lock himself away on the Plateau and avoid any kind of friendly interaction for the rest of his life.

But only part of him.

Hoz was kind. His wife was a fantastic cook. Their child was adorable. They always let him eat in the den, in privacy, without a single question. They let him stay in the guest room, they cared about him.

He cared about them.

So he nodded and quietly joined him as they opened the umbrella, and just in time too. The air thickened and rain began to fall in a torrent, drumming into the stretched fabric above them.

Hoz smiled. “Come on. Nothing like a hot meal to chase the rain away.”

And Wild… in the past he’d be so cautious. So nervous. But now he found himself pressing into Hoz’s side, and Hoz, after a moment of hesitation, put an arm around his waist, hugging him close as they walked.

Wild missed his brothers. He didn’t understand why he was back here.

But it was nice. Spending a meal eating good food in the home of these kind people. Spending the evening sitting with them in their living room, talking quietly, playing with their toddler. Spending the night in their guest room, in the comfortable bed, safe and warm and loved…

It helped. It was nice.

It felt… like home.

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