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// Dusts off this blog.

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         He’s not quite sure whether ‘Your highness’ was in reference to his status within their tribe or the fact that he was the host of Zelda’s very being, but either way it made him frown. Deeply. If there were concerns over the Tribe leader’s first born child doing something dangerous then he wouldn’t have been chosen for Zelda’s guardian in the first place; if Mailk were referencing Zelda’s safety itself, well he didn’t have to. 

        The very fact of the depths of which Sundira was willing to go to protect his dear friend should be proof enough how seriously he took keeping her safe.

       “Our very race is a danger to us.” Gerudo were their enemy, as were fellow Sheikah who had defected to join Ganondorf, hylians feared them, it wasn’t exactly easy being a Sheikah. “I’m already going to be venturing through these temples with the Hero once he awakens, Zelda’s sacred magics are all but at my fingertips- could we not manage to purify the temple with her assistance before Ganondorf is alerted to her presence?” 

       It would be risky for sure, especially since Sundira didn’t know how deeply Ganondorf was actually connected to the darkness tainting the temples, but technically they did have divine power on their side even without the Master Sword. Theoretically, it could be done.

While the younger male was certainly skilled and of that Malik had no doubts he also wasn't about to put them and their charge in any more danger than they already where in. " Because it doesn't matter how much we purify this place it will not remain such as long as Ganon lives. We waste time and energy doing something that need not be done anyway."

He his single good eye moved to look at the other with something that said he was well aware of the dangers. After all he'd been victim to that.

" Our race.. is as much a danger to ourselves as we are to others." Those that had defected... those that had turned their backs on their oath.... they would die a traitors death if they were granted such a reprieve at all.

" Just because one can Sundira, doesn't mean one should." He was starting to sound like Impa. Then again he'd been taught by her.

A boy that had been also brought to the castle to become one of the personal Sheikah of the Royal family.

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Luxuriating in the attention, Diabhal rolled onto his back, paws flexing in the air, revealing his luminous paw pads. His high-pitched purr rattled through the entryway.

Oh, yes. Definitely a good one to keep. And he already reminded the little spirit of one of his OTHER favorite people! Two was far better than one!

As his partner stared at the violin case, turning the idea over and over in her mind, a slow blush began to color the tips of her ears. Was it indecent to broach the subject? Would it be… gauche, somehow? 

She had to at least give Malik a chance to divert, if he didn’t feel like talking about it. They’d been close long enough, now, that she knew how much allowing him the chance to dispel the subject would ease things.

“You were staying here before, hmm? She did, uhm… always open her house to those in need.”

A weak conclusion, and she definitely didn’t believe it. But what business of hers was it? None (much as she wanted it to be, much as she was DYING of curiosity.)

Shadow adored this cat as he continued to pet him and brush his fingers through his fur thinking how good of a cat he was mouthing silent words of praise of being such a good kitty.

Malik on the other hand is looking over thee violin case as if it had been there specifically to betray him, the red of his ears showed his embarrassment that perhaps its being there wasn' strictly innocent as he looked back to his sister before nodding slowly.

"She allowed me to stay. And that stay was rather extended." he whispered reaching up to rub the back of his neck in nervousness.

" I'm sure you can guess.... why." he breathed slowly because honestly he might not care about the opinions of others but thats because they weren't Family. Zelda and  Shadow on the other hand.

They were family, their thoughts and voices did matter.

And even if he was about to wish that the ground would open and a molduga would swallow him whole... he didn't want to really lie to her per say.

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Leaving off in the middle of his chirpy chastisement of Zelda to give Shadow’s boots a sniff, Diabhal quickly decided that this was also a Good Person to Possess, and rubbed his face all over the shoe, flopping down to roll on his back at Shadow’s feet. Surely there were some pets in there for such a dutiful guardian? No one had come to scritch behind his ears in oh so long, after all!

Zelda, for her part, followed Malik over the threshold, beginning to pick up fallen trinkets and return the precariously balanced objects to their former, more safely placed positions.

She was going to have to dust, eventually. Scrub the floors, air things out… after all, even if what they were all fearing hadn’t come to pass, Impa would be home sometime. And having things be clean and ready would be a nice… well, a nice beginning of an apology, anyway.

It was in the midst of the tidying that something out of place caught her eye; a violin case, propped against the wall of the central sitting area. Pausing, a statuette clutched in her hands, she frowned.

Impa didn’t play the violin… did she? She’d never expressed any interest, at any rate.

But she did, come to think of it, know someone who did.

And she glanced over at him, brows knitting even more tightly.

“…Malik? Is, umm…?”

The idea that was beginning to bite at her was utterly absurd. But…

What a good kitty. Shadow certainly loves cats and he lets Diabhal sniff his boots before kneeling down to gently give the black cat loving scritches behind the ears and under his chin. He cant praise him verbally but he makes up for it with just the right places to scratch and pet the feline.

Because yes Diabhal a very good guardian.

Malik frowned and he too began to gently pick things up, wiping here and there for the moment to try and put some semblance of clean back into Impa's once pristine home. He didn't like the emptiness that this brought. The dust motes floating through the light let in by the windows.

It felt cold.

Empty.

He didn't notice what Zelda was doing for a good moment until he heard her say his name and that tone... he's turning to look at her. " What?"

She looks confused and he honestly couldn't fathom why until he follows her gaze and well that might be why...

"Um... yes what about it?"

If he is going to try and play it off, he's not doing a good job.

Oopsie.

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     “Navi…?”           ‘Yes, Link?’      “… I’m scared.”           ‘That’s okay… m-me too.’

     The small, whispered conversation brought the hero a bit of ease, sharing a common emotion with a companion such as his own fairy forming a sort of salve over his heart. They would be fine, so long as they were together, he was sure of it. She always lit the way, even when it was at it’s darkest out, though, perhaps it were unwise to allow her glow to shine so fiercely through the creature infested night.

     “Hey, Navi, maybe you should—“ His gaze was drawn away from her light in favor of staring down at another, not too far from their own location. Hesitantly, he tugged upon Epona’s reigns, allowing the trio to merely standby and watch, waiting for the flames to do something else.

     ‘… Can we trust it?’ The fay’s words rang sharply through the otherwise silent area, and briefly, the blond entertained the idea of passing by it altogether. “… let’s find out…” He stated instead, urging the silver bay on and nearing the flames which burned so out of place amidst the night. Surely, no foe would give their location up so easily?

     Unless it was an ambush; Link drew his blade cautiously, just in case.

     “… Is… someone there?” He called out before arriving completely, keeping a safe distance as a means for escape, rather than curse his poor steed and allow her to come to harm’s way.

He waits for the other to get close, the echoes of a distant storm reaching his ears as he tilted his head a bit to listen for the Hero, the one destined to save them all or so the Princess has made them believe. They trusted her. This boy, now man, well that was something the Sheikah would have to decide for himself. But he'd put his faith with the princess's words.

Hope...

It was all they had after all.

He saw the glint of the blade, he hoped the forest child would not be so foolish to attack without provocation and chalked it up to the blond being cautious. But readied himself in case the need for action was given before the need for caution.

" Someone is indeed hero, Peace, I mean you no harm." he called back his voice even as he continued to hold the flame overhead the wind picking up causing it to flicker and dance his cloak billowing around him in a flurry like a leaf caught in the mercy of the storm.

Though the storm had by far yet to reach them.

Link would not know him, he had not met more than Impa of their tribe, but hopefully in his travels he would know something of the Sheikah.

He had visited Kakariko after all.

Shadows of the Storm

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The younger Sheikah has been going on for the last half hour and if Malik didn't get him to stop complaining sometimes soon... he honestly just wished to remind the other that silence was indeed golden.

But he had to be the mature one, he was the elder here, even if not by more than a handful of years. But seeing as Impa was not there and he was by far the next best thing, which was arguably not much...

After another round of complaints Malik is turning his head to give the other a pointed stare, "Because Your Highness, its dangerous. Especially for us."

Given their legacy of Shadow they were more susceptible to the demon kings taint than other creatures. It was in the very nature of their blood.

And one reason they were trained so hard in their youth.

@shadows-in-hyrule ❤ ‘d for a starter!

         “Honestly,” oh here he goes again, “I don’t understand why we can’t just purify these temples ourselves- we’ve already ventured inside of them to ensure the crucial items have been restored to them, why not just clear out as much of the taint of evil as we can while we’re here?” They lacked the Blade of evils bane so he doubted they could defeat the source of the taint within each temple thus freeing the Sage and allowing their power to awaken, but there had to be something more they could do than merely sneaking in and hiding items… Right? 

        Malik you’re the older Sheikah, you should have the answers yes?

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Shadow Link cackled as he lay witness to the other's reaction to seeing his own shadow move and act on its own, "Go for it, be stupid! You don't know what happens when you step on me yet! Do it!"

What in the name of the Goddess was this annoying him? “Your voice is grating.. “ He hissed softly narrowing his ruby red eyes at the moving shadow.

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CALL OF CTHULHU  sentence starter meme part 1. based off of my friend’s stream.

❝ Peanut gallery has arrived. ❞ ❝ Only dumbasses “somehow” end up in these situations. ❞ ❝ Bold of you to assume I was ever sane. ❞ ❝ Sanity? Honey, we left that at the doorway. ❞ ❝ Oh, if you’re quoting me, just know that everything I say is quotable. ❞ ❝ Ask all the questions. ❞ ❝ Don’t underestimate the hobbling fools. ❞ ❝ Am I starting to see hallucinations now? Ohh, yes I am. I’m starting to see hallucinations. That’s wonderful. ❞ ❝ The silence of fear. The fearful silence. The fear that results of silence. ❞ ❝ Would you have BELIEVED me? ❞ ❝ Green is death. ❞ ❝ GREEN IS NOT A FRIENDLY COLOR, REBECCA. ❞ ❝ Eat the flesh of the maddening beast and become the maddened beast yourself. ❞ ❝ Why is everything green? ❞ ❝ I don’t like it, I don’t like it, I DON’T LIKE IT. ❞ ❝ You heard that too, right…? ❞ ❝ WHAT WAS THAT. ❞ ❝ Creepy old house- stooooop. ❞ ❝ Well all-the-fuck-right then. ❞ ❝ The ghosts need to see too. ❞ ❝ This dude walks like they’re half frozen and stuffed from Thanksgiving dinner.❞ ❝ Stop with the storm of good timing! ❞ ❝ He walks slow because Cthulhu fucked him over. ❞ ❝ When the rat runs TOWARD you, it’s time to go. ❞ ❝ Go for it, be stupid. ❞ ❝ *nervous laughter* Uhhhh, no? ❞ ❝ We’re leaving everybody, bye! ❞ ❝ Let’s pretend we didn’t see that. ❞ ❝ The juju demands a sacrifice. ❞ ❝ Rockabye baby you dumb motherfuckers. ❞ ❝ None of this is normal, this can’t be your tipping point! ❞ ❝ Kid got fucked over by mommy’s summoning rituals. ❞ ❝ Smart people don’t get eldritch fucked. ❞ ❝ Don’t get eldritch fucked! ❞

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infeliicis‌:

Her hand lingered on the latch for far too long as she steeled herself, taking several deep breaths in and out.

Then, gathering herself, she pushed the door open, into the silent interior.

A thin layer of dust coated the familiar surroundings, and the fireplace had been swept clean of ashes, long cold. The thought brought a lump into her throat, and she forced herself to swallow it back, stepping over the threshold and into the house proper.

The little signs of life that she’d become used to were so strikingly absent… items left in places that she was certain Impa wouldn’t have approved of. Jars and tea bowls balanced precariously on the edge of tables. Trinkets that ought to have been perched on shelves, left lying on the floor.

…on the floor?

A thought prickled at the back of her mind, and she clicked her tongue absently.

“Kitty, kitty kitty.”

In answer, two glowing eyes winked to life in the depths of the fireplace, and with an emphatic “BRRRRMMMROW?!” the little familiar flowed across the floor, leaving no pawprints in the dust as he circled the trio, begging for affection and ramming his head into Zelda’s calves at regular intervals.

THE GIRL was back! Happy day!

Indeed the signs of life were absent and even the air itself had a stalness about it that seemed to make it rather hard to breath. The twins frowning as they looked around at the once warm home.

Impa had always been welcoming with her abode and the coldness was something that hit harder than anything.

Oh but Zelda breaking that near deafening silence was welcome as was the response as the inky shadow cat all but zoomed across the floor and Malik had to really eye it before he recognized the creature.

Shadow however bore no familiarity and glanced to his brother ' Kitty?'

He'd never had the privilege to meet Zelda's familiar much less Zelda until the day she saved his life.

Malik nodded and gave a few hand motions to explain. Shadow smiled a little at least there was a sign of life here.

Malik on the other hand... stepped past the threshold to be the first to disturb the fine layer of dust trapped inside the home.

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❝ Jun. Bro. I’ve said it before. But I’ll say it again. You and Malik? You rock my socks. You’re the bee’s knees. Your worldbuilding is fantastic. Your characterization is great. Your art? Amazing. Writing headcanons with you and slapping each other in the face with sadness??? AMAZING. Thank you SO much for allowing me the privilege of being your friend. ❞

To @shadows-in-hyrule/@shadowsofthewhitegoddess ♡ with love from @infeliicis

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infeliicis‌:

Inclining her head respectfully, she murmured a traditional phrase of parting before making for the door with haste. She didn’t really want to run into any of her least favorite Council members. Not right now, anyway.

Once outside, she finally let out the sigh that had been building in her chest, running a hand through her hair and laughing weakly.

“Yep… just as terrifying as it always is.”

Turning to give the pair an equally unenthused smile, she inclined her head toward the edge of the village, and the house perched partway up the hill.

“Well… I have to go eventually. Would you like to come as well? I’m… sure she wouldn’t mind the two of you staying, if you don’t have another place to go.”

That and, it would be easier to take an empty house full of memories with her friends by her side. The unspoken dread that had been shrouding her like a dark fog since she’d learned of her guardian’s absence was sure to come to a head, the moment she opened the door.

Malik and Shadow are at her heels not really wanting to be caught lagging and be pulled aside again.  when they were safe outside Malik sighed and his shoulders slumped while Shadow stretched a bit with a grin fingers moving as he spoke.

' That wasn't bad though.'

At least he didn't think so , but then again he didn't remember quite too much about the current council.

But at her inclination both pair of ruby red's followed and their solemn expressions told much.

"She wouldn't mind. She never closed her doors to anyone." Malik murmured softly as he glanced to Shadow and took a breath. " Ready?" he asked. Shadow nods and looks to Zelda as well.

"Shall we then? "

There is a heaviness that settles over him and he knows she can feel it too, because there is something about knowing she won't be there that makes it all the more real. She isn't there.

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Eyyyyy how about a RANDOM HEADCANON?

Random Heacanon: Malik has taken the liberty to um, sneak needed supplies into Zelda’s pack when she isn’t looking. Things she has forgotten.... or given away. Can’t be too prepared.Also can’t leave his sister alone for two seconds.

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Alright shower time and then my owed reply!

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//Eyyy give us that random headcanon plz

Random Headcanon: Malik will never admit it. Even under threat of death, but the first time he saw Impa he walked straight into a wall because he couldn’t take his eyes off her. Almost broke his nose.

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Headcanon Please?

Random Headcannon:

Until Malik was able to procure some items to mitigate Linden's electricity, or outright nullify its effects on him as the Vayrons rider.

He's been shocked numerous times on accident.

Because of how many times he's gotten electrified by his live wire of a companion Malik has developed an increased resistance to being electrocuted.

With the addition to his earring and the boots and saddle of the storm runner.

Lightning magic/ and natural lightning no longer bothers him.

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Send me “Headcanon Please?” and I’ll reply with a random headcanon for my muse!

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You probably already know that I’m love Malik and I’m love Linden and I’m love you??? He’s so well-developed and lovely and wonderful all around to have as part of the RP scene... I am SO glad you and I met, my dude <3

Just spreading the love around <3