#❀• ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᵈⁱʳᵗ ᵃⁿᵈ ˢᵒⁱˡ; ᵗᵒ ʷᵃʳᵐᵗʰ ᵃⁿᵈ ˢᵐⁱˡᵉˢ (axktheterrifyingghost)

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Send me a 👍 and I’ll draw our muses as one of those “Draw your OTP like this” pictures | ✿

🌸｡*ﾟ+. I decided on THIS prompt-- it was just very fitting :D He loves his ghost son SO MUCH !!

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@axktheterrifyingghost​ said: "Hey Link, would you be interested in meeting a friend of mine? She doesn't like adults, especially adult men, however so I'd have to ask her if she'd be fine with meeting you then give her a heads up before I take you to meet her."

     “Huh... Doesn’t like adults?” MEN, particularly. Sounded like a Gerudo, at least, a child one. Still, Link remained undaunted, a smile on his lips whilst he gave the ghost child a nod. “Yeah, I’d be happy to... If she’s a friend of yours, then I’d love to get to know her.”

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@axktheterrifyingghost​​ said: BEN leaves his usual pile of Hershey Kisses on Link's countertop for Valentines Day, no need to leave a note since this has sorta become a tradition

     He knows full well form who the gift is, having come to recognize the strange treats that have become a STAPLE of the ghost child, having not needed any label for a while now. This was fine. It saved him more time than he could admit without growing EMBARRASSED to read Ben’s notes anyhow.

     Pleased, he popped a piece of chocolate into his mouth and savored its SWEETNESS, grateful to have the other as a friend and companion.

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@axktheterrifyingghost​ said: "Happy birthday Link!" The ghost hands his friend an apple pie he bought from the bakery, still warm too.

     “Ben !!” Not as if the ghost child’s presence was UNEXPECTED, quite the opposite, Link’s excitement was more due to the fact that he had been expecting the other to appear at some point in the day        and here he was !! Presenting him with the gift of parties no less! “Thank you! Ah, Let’s share!” And as per usual, Link was ever EAGER to share in the delight with the other.

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@axktheterrifyingghost​ said: 🌼  ⚘                   Send 🌼 to give Link a flower !! || ❀

     There’s a breath’s laughter to leave his lips, a single moment taken to ADMIRE the blossom before reaching forth to accept it. There was little left to act as a surprise for the hero, in regards to the ghost child, for Ben would know him full well by now, including the things that made him SMILE. Still, despite the gift coming as no surprise, it’s received with the utmost gratefulness. 

     “Thank you-- this one’s such a pretty color!”  A gentle lilac with varying gradients of azure, it made quite the pleasant sight to see. “I hope it lasts until spring... I miss the flowers a lot.” And the gifted blossom would surely help tide him over until the flowers returned to BLOOM in the coming months.

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@axktheterrifyingghost​ ♡’d for tonight’s smol starter !!

     “Hallow’s Day was pretty nice this year.” He mused aloud, taking a bite out of a maple cookie before handing the batch over for the ghost child to INDULGE in one as well. “What did you think?”

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@axktheterrifyingghost​ said: ⭐ BEN braiding Link's hair, he does this for Sally quite a bit so he's decent at it ⚘                  send in ⭐ to touch my muse’s hair (Bonus: add narration) || ❀

     Never did he once expect the other to have ownership of a skill such as braiding hair, but there Ben was, deft fingers weaving honeyed locks as though it were something akin to second nature. There was much to handle ‘pon his head, golden tresses being quite an IMPRESSIVE length from the years of having neglected to trim it (it would be chopped at the base of a ponytail someday, when it became too cumbersome), and so by the time Ben would be finished, there would lie a braid down his back one could boast over.

     It was... actually really nice! Color him IMPRESSED!

     “Wow, Ben, I didn’t know you could braid hair.” Came the comment, hand reaching back in an effort to TOUCH what he could of the braid. From what he felt, it seemed to be a rather neat job. “It turned out nicely!”

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@axktheterrifyingghost​ said: “Your hands are so warm.”

⚘              Physical Contact || ❀

     There’s a breath of laughter as he guided the ghost child through the marketplace, hand CLASPED around Ben’s as he weaved through the thick crowds with hardly concealed amusement.

     “Maybe it’s because I’m still alive?” He suggested, glancing back towards the child with a flash of a grin. “I mean, that makes sense, right?” Perhaps he shouldn’t have found such a thing to be HILARIOUS, but the Hero of Time couldn’t help the humor he found in such a simple statement when the facts had been presented to both of them from the very first day. Ben was a ghost, and he was not, and so obviously he would be the WARM body of the pair.

     “Speaking of, your hands are pretty cold. Maybe I’ll keep that in mind come next summer.”

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@axktheterrifyingghost​ said: "Have you decided on a story for Hallows Day?"

     “I think I’m gonna go with an old Kokiri classic, this year~” Came the reveal, arms lifting in a dramatic manner whilst hands hovered to the sides of his face, fingers wriggling all the while. “The legend of the Weeping Willow !!” And as if on cue, the wind began to howl something fierce, doing its best imitation of a HAUNTING cry.

     “... Huh... great timing..!”

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@axktheterrifyingghost​   ♡’d for a starter !!

     “If I take you with me, you have to promise to stay close, alright?” Not that anything could really HARM the ghost child, but the hero worried all the same. They were heading into unexplored territory, an old husk of ruins he’d stumbled upon hidden within the crack of a mountain wall, having almost been entirely LOST to history, up until he’d discovered the draft. “I have no idea what’s in there, aside from the entrance, and I don’t wanna lose you, okay?”

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@axktheterrifyingghost​ said: 🍎 ⚘                   Autumn Prompts || ❀

     “Okay, big question, and you gotta answer honestly.” It’s poised as though he were about to ask about something entirely SERIOUS, but the smile on his face told otherwise. Plucking yet another ripe apple from it’s branch, he gives the fruit a quick inspection before dropping it into their pile, a COLORFUL mixture of apples making up the collection. “What kind of apple is your favorite?”

     “Personally, I like these pinkish apples the best !!” They were the CRISPEST bite of the bunch, of this, he swore. The greens were sour, pleasantly so, but he preferred the sweetness over the tart any day, and the pink ones tended to have a great balance of both. “Though the reds are also really good. They’re the best in pies!”

🍎 Our muses going apple picking

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@axktheterrifyingghost​ said: 🐈 ⚘                  Nonverbal RP Starters || ❀

     “Getting comfy there?” Came the inquire through a CHEEKY grin, nudging gently against the ghost child, though not enough to really stir the boy from his comfortable position. “It is a nice day today... the weather’s perfect, don’t you think?” Perfect, being not too hot and not too cold, a COMFORTABLE middle in which the Hero of Time could dawn his entire gear and not feel as though his internal organs would melt from a simple trek from point A to point B.

     “Well, I guess you can’t really feel it, but trust me, it’s great.”

🐈  Lean against my muse’s side

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@axktheterrifyingghost​​ said: The little ghost leaves a pile of Hershey Kisses on Link's counter with a note saying "Happy Valentine's Day, Link"

     “-- The chocolate kisses !! Oh, I’ve been craving these!” He’s DELIGHTED upon the sight of them, discarding all manner of weaponry and equipment at the door and immediately beelining for the sweets. Unwrapping the first, it’s popped into his mouth with a satisfied hum, fists clenching from just how happy he was to INDULGE in the sweet sweet chocolatey treat Ben always gave around this time of the year.

     He couldn’t eat them all, however. There was a recipe he’d seen the local baker make and wanted to incorporate the sweet treats with it, so that he may SHARE them with the ghost child, too. Sharing was CARING, after all !!

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@axktheterrifyingghost​​ said: (ɔ ˘⌣˘)˘⌣˘ c)

⚘              Hug Link !! || ❀

     Arms around his middle were immediately met with the very same gesture in return, his form practically ENGULFING Ben’s own smaller frame in an all encompassing hug. After all, you didn’t deny the ghost child any form of RARE physical affection. 

     Usually, it was Link initiating the hugs.

     “Awh !! Ben! What’s the occasion?” Or perhaps he shouldn’t QUESTION it, and merely accept the embrace for the gift that it was. It was times like these where he would feel the familiar paternal instincts begin to kick in, friendly gesture growing in WARMTH as a light squeeze was delivered, cheek pressing against the boy’s crown in a brief nuzzle. “Thanks, bud~!!”

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@axktheterrifyingghost​​ said: “I brought you some ginger ale and some soup!” 

⚘            Illness/Sickness Starters || ❀

     He could still feel his stomach churn from nausea, brow slick with SWEAT as he took in deep breaths. It wasn’t rare for the hero to become ill, not in the slightest, and more often than not, it occurred during the winter season. Just another reason why he hated the cold. 

     “Th-thanks, Ben...” The words were RASPED, a weak smile given in return to the ghost’s efforts in aiding him. “Y-you’re... you’re th-the best...” He didn’t quite know what ginger ale was, didn’t know how ALE, of all things, would help with his stomach-- but soup? Soup was good. Soup was real good.

     “Ugh... Tell me a story...” Lopsidedly did he slump back into himself, blankets wrapped securely around his form as he CURLED into himself. Maybe if he could fall asleep listening to a good bedtime story, he would wake up and magically be cured of whatever horrific nonsense decided to PLAGUE him.