#cyclebound

[flockrest]

♡ / @cyclebound

     It's only been two days since the healer's deemed him, ahem, "unfit to fly" on account of his wings being a little messed up from The Battle to End All Battles, and Tulin already feels like he could just about lay down and die.

     "I'm so jealous of you," he croons to the sparrows hopping along the railing he's slumped against — which is a new level of despair for him, for sure.

     Blizzards, being grounded sucks. Hearing the Windlines, feeling the Windlines, and being able to do anything but actually be with the Windlines must count as some sorta wild and highly effective torture. Doesn't help that the air 'round here tastes so unlike the air back home; Lookout Landing's breezes are less crisp, thicker, more swollen with the scent of roots and earth and the idea of having your feet stuck on the ground at all times. Not that it's bad, just...very distinctly different in a way that keeps Tulin's heart longing and aching. Even being as high up as he can get here with useless wings, at the town's huge, awesome scope, isn't comforting.

     He heaves a gusty sigh, startling his tiny companions enough that they flap away without so much as a bye. Ughhh. Stupid "no flying until further notice" rule. He strains to stretch a wing out, muscles stinging, before it's snapping back to his side at the footfalls he catches clacking up the ladder behind him.

     He quietly, desperately hopes it's not, for any reason, the healer. Or worse, Uncle Harth, whose annoyingly watchful eye he just slipped away from. Thankfully, it's not anyone he's really expecting when he turns — half 'cause it's still kinda strange seeing her so close-up nowadays, half 'cause, well, it's kinda impossible to see her by herself nowadays — but their presence is one he definitely welcomes!

     "Good day, Your Royal Majesty-Highness-Princess!" ( If a bit awkwardly. )

[pestilight]

♡ / @cyclebound

     As much as their appearance had at first roused such indelible curiosity, in the passing days and nights, Zelda's presence has become well-nigh commonplace. Enough for the sight of their approach — even here, where he has stolen away from the castle, and even now, when he has left being king consort behind for some spare moments — to kindle only mirth rather than honest surprise within him.

     "Was it the fair lady herself who sent you my way?" he laughs, bright and fond. His periodic jaunts into the wilds aren't exactly a secret of any kept nature, but he's tried, still, to slip between the cracks of a hectic schedule when least anticipated. Though he'd been expecting Sonia today, as she's established he always should, and just a little more time to himself — trust his queen to get the better of him and his indulgences yet again.

     Ah, but not all is lost!

     "If you care to join me for what remains of this hour," he begins, motioning towards the space beside him. He's never been able to convince Sonia to partake in the brief mealtimes he makes of the quarries he captures in these hunts, but perhaps he will succeed here — with this blessed scion of theirs, "I won't breathe a word of it when we return."

[technofluffer]

Some concepts I've been working on recently for an AU I have planned.

Gourmand uses Fist kind. Usually with only their fists, but they carry brass knuckles in case they are actually in danger.

Monk uses Rifle kind. Having obtained a Joke Rifle from Scavengers due to their high reputation. Also the only child in the main cast having the most consistently dangerous weapon is really funny.

Monk and Cheese

[sp1resong]

trying to come up with a comprehensive hc for how cycles work

[cycleboundau]

takes place before the events of the au. frisk likes puns, but they have a limit and sans is pushing it real hard.

im planning to turn cyclebound into a comic!

[trollamulet]

tha current muse list. reminder i have single fandom multis @cyclebound @holyemblem & @arcadiatold bc otherwise they over run multifandom multi

[nilego]

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this is my personal! i am multifandom & i try to tag them for easier indexing for me & others' use. i write fanfic, roleplay & make rp resources! i'll link active rp blogs / multimuses and any other blog i feel particular about noting. my fandoms are zelda, fire emblem, pokemon, tales of arcadia & others.

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blogroll: @icarusrph @holyemblem @cyclebound @trollamulet

masterposts: toa: rise of the titans notes/liveblogs

[evintide]

✧.   get to know the author !

name : zeta

pronouns : she / her

preference of communication : im’s via tumblr atm! i’m on discord but i am EXTREMELY shy so that is currently saved for mutuals at the moment.

most active muse ( s ) : as of right now midna is my main gal! though i’ve been feeling very tempted to pick up lumine since it’s been awhile. i have a few other muses that are burning a hole in my pocket (along with an oc or two) but they’re either a) a passing fancy or b) i feel... way too embarrassed to even think about offering them to anyone. LOL.

experience / how many years : as if i didn’t feel old enough turning 30 in June LMAO... i would wager at LEAST twenty or so years at this point, but i’ve had a lot of irl things that took me away from writing for stretches at a time during all of that.

best experience : hooo this is hard... probably back when i was writing in my original fandom and i found a writing partner with an awesome au that i just clicked with really with. we don’t talk much any more but i still care for them deeply, and i loved working off their ideas. we even had a single thread that continued for MONTHS. wild to think that i had the mental stamina for that! also i was in a group chat (same muse) and someone mentioned that our thread (albeit a short one) felt very in character and i was just. beyond touched at the time. small things like getting asks and stuff were always a big treat too! (and still are!!)

rp pet peeves : when people don’t give me anything to work off of. rp is a two way street, and while i know not every reply has to be a novel or move the characters in a certain way every time, if i’m left carrying the scene on my own it dries up my interest very quickly. also, not fully rp related but over complicated blog themes. i love themes! coding is absolute wizardry to me and people who can make and/or edit stuff beautifully are magic! but if i have to highlight the page to try and see where links are or have to copy/paste text onto a text document due to eye straining colors? nah dog. i’m outtie.

plots or memes : i ADORE plotting! not every detail has to be hashed out but getting a feel for the direction for the rp or if there’s some sort of idea you’d like to talk about and experiment through writing? LET’S GOOOOO!! though that can also easily be brought up or be inspired by memes so! kinda both? is that an acceptable answer?? i’m admittedly prone to getting super hyped to talk about plots and then... have my mind go blank from a stage fright response, LMAO. so having memes to work off of can be INCREDIBLY handy for me. the two more or less go hand in hand in my book!

are you like your muse ( s ) : yes and no? IT’S A BIT HARD TO EXPLAIN. but at  least one thing midna and i share is that we care very deeply but expressing it, especially through words is. very difficult. or we make it more difficult than it should be. :,D at the very least i know for a fact ALL of them would disown me the minute i started spitting puns (which is very, VERY often.)

tagged by. @hyruin thank you friend! ♥

tagging. @riwrite @twilitae @cyclebound @legendryhero @silenthime @calamight and anyone else that reads this! >:D

[gloryseized]

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Add Some Sparkle -- @cyclebound

We have done some amazing plotting already, friend, and it's so inspiring that you're ready to basically jump into [plotting any thread idea! I love that you also roll with the mute!Link route, so solidarity with that too! Also ooooof, your blog aesthetic is so lovely. Across all of your blogs too! It's such a skill and I am in awe of anyone that has it

[healerofthezora]

@cyclebound || Plotted Starter

It wasn't uncommon for the Zora Princess to be caught training for combat. That was what the Hylian princess came to see, Mipha attacking a dummie that she had set up in the domain. Her trident piercing it's torso, causing the hylian rice inside of it to pour out onto the ground.

Upon hearing the click of the other's shoes, Mipha would turn around to face Zelda. Bowing lightly, and smiling widely as she looked into the princesses eyes. "Greetings your highness." She said, placing her trident down and making her way over to Zelda. "What brings you to the domain?"

[riwrite-a]

LINK.   /   @cyclebound​​.

link.   the chosen hero.   the goddess’ plaything.   whatever.   ghirahim loathes the mere sight of him   —   this spoiled child from the sky and his stupid holy sword.   if ghirahim had his way,   he’d grind that blade and the spirit within to dust with his bare hands,   but every time the boy strengthens it,   her cuts sting a little more.

it had been fun toying with him at first,   but after loss after loss after loss he regrets not just killing him when he had the chance.

now,   ghirahim’s own blade,   conjured from nothing but magic,   lies abandoned,   having skittered across the floor when it was wrested from his hands and the victory was yet again claimed by link.   he growls in frustration.   it’s an inhuman sound,   betraying his demonic nature.

   “   how   ?!   every time   —   !   how do i keep getting humiliated by you   ?!   ”

[wolfvirago-m]

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🐝  *  ―  send ✨ or ( ‘SPARKLE’ ) and i’ll tell you at least one thing i like most about you, your blog, your portrayal, or your muse. [accepting]

;; I haven't had a chance to really appreciate a lot of your writing work, but the first thing I noticed was your graphics. They're very well done and the color schemes go well together. I'm always a little jealous of those who can make nice rp graphics, mostly since I can't quite grasp the wizardry of such things lmao

[divineprank]

❝ if i see you again - i swear on my life - i’ll strangle you myself. ❞ // from totk zellie <3

[SEND - Betrayal sentence prompts]

Zelda's declaration, filled with determination and defiance, reaches his ears through a rushing current of futile bravado. Finding her words amusing, a fleeting sense of enjoyment twists into a sinister smirk across the Demon King's lips. In his eyes, she is nothing more than a meek little mouse, hardly worthy of his attention.

To her threat, a loud thunder of laughter erupts from deep within the dark usurper's chest, a rumble that echoes through the air like rolling thunder. It's a sound that reverberates with a commanding power, seemingly resonating in every corner of the chamber they inhabit, each chuckle carrying a weight that seems to shake the very foundation of their surroundings.

His laughter is not the jovial mirth of a lighthearted soul, but a sinister symphony of dominance and malevolence. It starts low, a menacing growl that builds gradually, like the gathering of storm clouds before a raging tempest.

As his amusement grows, so too does the intensity of his laughter, the resonant booms filling the air, drowning out all other sounds, should any dare compete with his humor.

With each deep laugh, Ganondorf's malicious presence seems to expand, filling the space with an overwhelming aura of darkness. The sheer force of his amusement is palpable, like an oppressive wave crashing against the shore, washing over the air in a suffocating embrace of his contemptuous entertainment.

As the Demon King begins to quiet himself, the echoes of his laughter seem to linger like the aftershocks of an earthquake, a haunting reminder of his unshakable power. With the final reverberations faded away, the room is left with an unsettling stillness. It's as if the very air holds its breath, wary of the omnipotent force that Ganondorf embodied.

"I take such pleasure in witnessing the feeble struggles of those who cannot comprehend the true extent of their helplessness," sharp eyes target the young woman. "Your defiance is but a fleeting distraction in the grand tapestry of my dominion."

With a dismissive wave of his hand, he turns away from the princess, his attention already shifting to greater conquests. Zelda's presence has become inconsequential, swallowed by the vast darkness of his limitless ambition.

"You are inconsequential, little mouse," he declares with sickening self-satisfaction. "Follow Rauru's example: know your place, and accept the certainty of you--and your swordsman's--impending demise."

[atdusk]

                     “link!”  she’s  quick.  clutching  two  tiny  fist-holds  of  green  fabric  &  yanking  —  pulling  him  back  against  the  line  of  her  impish  body  with  a  considerable  amount  of  strength  given  her  small  stature.  fangs  bared  in  the  face  of  her  determination  as  she  deconstructs  his  being  &  shoots  him  through  the  folds  of  time  &  space.  ushering  him  from  the  crux  of  impending  danger  only  to  immediately  deposit  him  into  the  warm  embrace  of  lanayru’s  spring.  “well…”  midna  sighs  while  materializing  a  few  feet  away  ;  taking  care  not  to  touch  the  water  as  she  all  but  glares  at  the  sky  —  the  portal  just  overhead.  “wasn’t  that  interesting?”  &  with  that,  her  attention  slots  onto  him.  shoulders  falling  ever  so  slightly  in  exhaustion.  "you  okay?”  

@cyclebound​ ,  called !!

[cycleboundau]

this blog is mainly dedicated to my au (cyclebound) but its also gonna be an art dump for all my sans/undertale stuff

anyway this was an idea that lived in my mind since epic appeared in underverse but only got around to making this now. how did epic feel knowing his best bud caused a multiversal war?

[zpirit]

Whispers of heartache and calamity had reached her ears. Not much escaped the diligent Mineru's notice, whether it be the worries of her brother or Zelda. To be one so gifted in both control of time and darkness-razing luminescence, she could only imagine the difficulty that came with it all. Light on her feet, like a spirit that drifted over the breeze, the Zonai approached them.

"If I may interject... perhaps a brief respite is in order. You have a heavy heart, speaking upon it may lighten it, if only a little."

"oh - i long for the days of before. when only the calamity burned at our heels. this is too much, too great, and i fear my heart will betray me." their hands cup the golden tear, scribed with ancient caligraphy. their heart aches in a way that even the calamity had not wrung from them. how zelda missed the innocence she'd taken for granted when it had only been to unbind powers stuck like a dam holding back great floodwaters that would only be too destructive upon actually releasing.