#silvrash-797

[hyah-lian]

You have an ao3, right? I'm almost to the point where I'm ready to post the first bit of your 'helpless' fic, and wanted to make sure I'm giving you the credit you deserve for your masterpiece ❤️❤️❤️

On that note, any opinions on a title for this fic? I'm drawing a bit of a blank LOL

I hope this is okay to answer publicly cause I want ppl to be hype about your fics too!

I do it is also Hyah-Lian!

I'm still absolutely gobsmacked you were so inspired fjjfrjdjfjjsnfn

I'm not sure, I'm not the most creative with titles lol helpless is a good word. Ummmm alliteration is fun. But I feel like helpless heroes has been done a lot probably

[adrift-in-thyme]

Love train 🚂💖💖💖! Send this to all the blogs you love! Don’t forget to spread the love! 😊

Awww THANKS 🥹

[kikker-oma]

Another quick break from hiatus!

For the lovely @silvrash-797 's baby shower❤️

Big big congratulations! So happy for you and your growing family🥰

[skyward-floored]

If you still want to write that sickfic, could I suggest either Wolfie (LU or IAU), the Fierce Deity, or a Minish-sized Four as your victim?

I hope you start feeling better soon! ❤️❤️❤️

I was kind of just being complainy earlier, but now that you mention it, I guess I could whip something up real fast—

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“Achoo!”

Twilight jumped at the sudden noise, putting a hand on his sword as he looked around the woods where he’d been taking a walk. It hadn’t been a loud noise that had startled him, but it hadn’t sounded like just a natural sound of the woods either.

In fact, it had sounded like a... sneeze.

“Hello?” he called, wondering if one of the others was playing a prank. They were all in the town a little ways away though, and Twilight was fairly sure he hadn’t been followed.

A few birds called to each other in the distance, but there was no other sound aside from the faint noise the wind made as it rustled the treetops.

Twilight’s grip on his sword eased, and he was about to continue walking when another sneeze rang out, louder this time.

Twilight frowned and looked towards where the sound had come from, stepping closer when he saw something go up into the air. Something was definitely sneezing, and as Twilight crouched down to get a better look, he almost couldn’t believe his eyes.

“Smithy?” he asked in surprise, and the tiny figure froze, then slowly looked up at him. “Smithy I thought you were resting back at the inn, what are you doing out here? And tiny no less?”

“Um...” the slightly-squeaky answer came, and maybe it was Twilight’s imagination, but it sounded rather congested to him. “Not much. I ju... jus... just wa...”

Four suddenly let out an explosive sneeze, and Twilight watched in surprise as the force of it actually launched the tiny smithy into the air, sending him a few feet off the ground. Twilight shot out his hands to catch him, and Four landed in his palms, sniffling intensely.

“Was visiting some minish,” he sniffled, and wiped his nose on a tiny handkerchief, “just real quick. I’m fine Twi, I-I ju... ju... achoo!”

Four went shooting upwards again, and Twilight scrambled to catch him, the smithy landing back on his palms with a groan.

“Four, you said you were resting because you had a headache, not because you were sick,” Twilight said with a frown, and Four let out a few miserable coughs.

“I didn’t want you all to hover,” he grumbled once he finished, sniffling again. “And that place has the most uncomfortable beds in existence. Plus when I went to rest, I did just have a headache. The sneezing didn’t start until I came out he... here... ACHOO!”

That sneeze sent Four flying out of Twilight’s hands and sideways into a bush, so quickly that Twilight had no chance of catching him.

“Whoa— are you okay, Four?” Twilight asked worriedly as he parted the leaves, and the smithy gave him a dizzy-looking thumbs up from where he’d landed on a branch. Twilight let him step back into his hand, though he noticed with no small worry that Four felt like he was shivering. “I think we should get you back to the inn,” he said gently, and Four sighed before blowing his nose on his handkerchief again.

“Okay, okay. Not like this though, I wh...wa... wa—choo! ...want to be big.”

“I think I would too if I was launched three feet upwards every time I sneezed,” Twilight chuckled, and Four gave him a halfhearted glare.

“Har har. Pardon me for currently weighing about as much as a bug.”

Twilight chuckled again as he gently set Four on his shoulder, and the smithy directed him towards the nearest minish portal, sneezing and sniffling all the way.

[skyloftian-nutcase]

Can I join you on your Hyrule travels tag? We've started our move!

ALSO! You made me so happy when you suggested Secrets of the Shadows as a POV rewrite, I'm nearly done with the equivalent of your first chapter!

You absolutely can! :D That’s exciting!

AAAAHHHH well I’m so glad you liked it and are having fun with it, I am excited!!

[pelicanpig]

Fandom People to Get to Know Better

Thank you @mailrebel :) You are the best! I'm happy to be your friend!

Last Song: "Little Lion Man" by Mumford and Sons

Favorite Color: Yellow 💛

Last Book: Finished? It's been a while... but I'm currently listening to "The Hobbit". It's slow going, but I'm about halfway done!

Last Movie: Shrek🧅(unless you count half-watching the end of Jojo Rabbit)

Last TV Show: We've been watching America's Funniest Videos on Sunday evenings the last few weeks 🤷🏼‍♀️

Sweet / Spicy / Savory: Sweet, usually🧁but sometimes savory

Last Thing I Searched for Online: DnD research for the campaign I'm running!

Current Obsession: 🙈🙈EA rereleased the Sims 2 for the 25th anniversary and I've been consumed with playing out the lives of all the Pleasantview folks in that game while reliving memories of younger days...

Looking Forward to: Spring Break 2025!!!! woohoo!!!! finding time to write once life settles back down. spring cleaning🧹

Things I am Thankful For: always my family, my religion, hot water, clean drinking water, and days when the sun shines. Also, the friends I keep making in this fandom side of life! You're all so lovely!

I'll tag @silvrash-797 @amelias-calamity-quintet and @waythroughtheice today, if you feel like playing (and haven't already because I am late...)

[milkyplier]

*looks over my shoulder*

*points at self*

Who, me?

I’m honored!! I look forward to whatever brilliant concoction you have in mind 👀👀👀

Four’s expressions in the latest update are amazing

He had absolutely no idea what Wild was talking about for the first thirty seconds of the conversation and it’s hilarious:

“What is this motherhugger going on about”

*mii theme plays*

“Bro literally just spit it out already—“

“OOOOOHHH RIGHT HE’S APOLOGIZING HE PUSHED ME I’M SUPPOSED TO BE ANGRY”

“Right. Speak, peasant.”

[hero-of-the-wolf]

@mmelete tagged me to share the last line I wrote :)

this is from last night:

“Wh— huh??”

aaaaaaand this one is from a few minutes ago haha:

It didn’t take long to lose sight of the wolf.

no pressure tags to @crazylittlejester @readingismyhobby24 @emig22 @gryphonlover @stqrmyskies @sprite-and-the-bunnydragons @silvrash-797 and @skyward-floored !!

[x-i-l-verify]

What the hell, I needed to unwind at work today, so I did this.

2004 - Why you gotta pit all these bad bitches against each other??? TT TT I literally like every single one of these OPs. I'd have to say for animation FMA 2003 OP 4, for song Elfen Lied, if I had to pick just ONE I'd say Elfen Lied is more unique, so I will go with that one. But man, what a way to start us off.

2005 - Immediately followed off with six OP i do not care for at all afdlkjalkrjklerj. Eureka Seven has the best animation I guess.

2006 - I was going to go with the Death Note OP, but I went and listened to Ergo Proxy's OP and got slugged across the face with nostalgia. I never watched the anime itself, but I downloaded the song at some point and did listen to it a lot back in the day, so yeah, Ergo Proxy's wins.

2007 - I like the Lucky Star, Gurren Lagann, and Clannad OPs, but I must give this to Hero's Come Back from Naruto Shippuden. I must. How can you NOT.

2008 - Resonance from Soul Eater. Hands down. Not even close. NEXT.

2009 - Was there ever any doubt it would be Fullmetal Alchemist Brotherhood’s first OP. Was there.

2010 - My Soul Your Beats is such a good song, man. Never watched the anime but I've been listening to Angel Beats' OP for over 10 years.

2011 - I enjoy HXH's OP a lot, but I think I'll have to go with Steins;Gate, the OP is really unique. That reminds me that I really need to get back to watching that one of these days.

2012 - Gotta go with Jojo's Bizzare Adventure Part 1 OP, man. That "JOOOOOOOJOOOOOOOOO" at the end is iconic. XD

2013 - If you thought I was picking ANYTHING but "Feuerroter Pfeil und Bogen" from Attack on Titan, you were SORELY mistaken. One of the GOATs. And I haven't even watched the show.

2014 - I really enjoy Your Lie in April's OP, but I think I'll have to go with Unravel from Tokyo Ghoul. It's quite unique and fits the feel of the show perfectly, from what I can tell.

2015 - I was gonna pick One Punch Man if Death Parade wasn't on here, AND LO AND BEHOLD IT WAS. :V Noragami's 2nd OP is really good, too, though.

2016 - Mob Psycho 100, of COURSE. Though Haikyuu's 4th OP and Erased's OP are quite good, too.

2017 - ONE PIECE OP 20 HOLY CRAP NO CONTEST NOT EVEN CLOSE. “Hope” is one of the best One Piece OPs, fight me, top 5 easily.

2018 - My Hero Academia's 4th OP is my favorite MHA OP, so that one.

2019 - Oh man, there were a lot of good ones this year. Not a pick I don't like. Demon Slayer's has the best animation, but I must go with The Promised Neverland for this one. Such a pity they never got a season two. U_U

2020 - JJK OP1 wins by default.

2021 - okay so we're getting into uncharted territory here, I had never seen a single one of these before this list. I think I might go with Tokyo Revengers OP 1, it's the one that intrigued me most.

2022 - Oh there were some really good ones here. Spy X Family has the most interesting animation, Ya Boy Kongming! has the catchiest song, and Ranking of Kings makes me the most intrigued. Guess I'll go with the one I had the most fun watching. Ya Boy Kongming gets the gold star for this round.

2023 - TWO OPs from JJK seems a bit unfair, but JJK OP 4 legit gave me chills the first time I watched it, must go with that one.

2024 - Daaaaang there are some great ones here, too. I LOVE the animation in One Piece OP 26, but I think for uniqueness, I gotta go with Mashle OP 2. It singlehandedly got me to watch the anime, which means it did its job, lol.

Tagging: @cha-ra-nui, @kuraiarcoiris, @silverne-nonsense, @silvrash-797, @insertsomthinawesome, @breezy-cheezy, @doctorbluesmanreturns, @scarlettediscord, @whyoneartheven, @liamket

[readingismyhobby24]

Silly Game Time: What are 3 things that can reliably make you smile?

(CHALLENGE EDITION, IF YOU WANT IT: Use a random letter generator for all 3, and think of something that begins with those letters which makes you smile reliably.)

One specific thing that always makes me happy is my mutuals! So I thought it would be fun if I used a random letter generator and then tagged all my mutuals from those three letters. But this applies to ALL my mutuals!

You all are so amazing and kind and wonderful and I'm so thankful for all of you! You always make me smile and I appreciate that so much 🩷🩷🩷

The three letters that were randomly generated are S, H, and C! (Technically I got S twice, but we're going to ignore that lol)

@sunfloo-wers, @seaotter-17, @stqrmyskies, @shallow145, @silvrash-797, @sketchy-potato, @snowymountain, @somer-writes, @starwolfie, and @summaryscar (I did not realize I had so many mutuals with this letter lol)

@hero-of-the-wolf, @horsecrazy93, @huh-1260, and @hyruledwarriorr

@callmecreative, @cassieisinthebasementt, @crazylittlejester, and @craftforce

I love you all!!! Thank you so much always making me smile! I really appreciate that! You all are so sweet and wonderful 🫶🫶🫶

[milkyplier]

This is a Link y’all aren’t familiar with but he’d take all the forks, all left socks but one, all the hand towels, all the pens and pencils and leave crayons in their place. Also, all the glass cups. There’s something just. Wrong. About drinking water from a mug.

Linked Universe writers @skyward-floored @skyloftian-nutcase @zarvasace @tashacee @breannasfluff @smilesrobotlover @bonus-links @linderosse y'all have some of my favorite AUs, what are your Links/Zeldas stealing?

I'm actually really excited to see what everyone else comes up with so (no pressure!) @thepinklink @theecholegend @ladye-zelda @akchimp75 @bluevaractyl @ajscico @hotcheetohatredwastaken @alasse-earfalas @arecaceae175 @bokettochild @ryssbelle and anyone else I missed can feel free to add on!

[kikker-oma]

I started a bit of that Warriors whump fic during the LU Write-a-thon a few days ago!

Determination and sorrow warred in Wild’s features. His eyes flicked urgently toward his hands. Warriors looked down in time to see the soldiers’ shorthand for “I’ll come back for you,” flicker across his brother’s fingers. Wild took a few quicker paces to give himself some slack. Swiftly, he twisted, snatched his slate from his hip, activated it, then disappeared amidst strings of blue light. Warriors' eyes widened. Shock coursed like ice through his veins as he was left suddenly and inexplicably alone.

Haven't made it to the art yet, but it's getting there!

👁️👁️

Silver I am LOOKING😈😈😈😈

I am reading, I am ALSO devouring this sneak peak! Hehehe I'm so excited✨✨

Ooohhhh the description of Wars shock is so lovely!! Hes all alone and hopefully not feeling betrayed👀 wild will make good on his promise!! He'd BETTER😠😠😉

[skyward-floored]

Young Warriors/Artemis interactions? ❤️❤️❤️

(Probably won't stick with this as Artemis's hero name, but it makes a good placeholder. Though maybe I'll change my mind and keep it, who knows XD)

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“Come out so I can crush you, little hero,” a voice growled, smashing through a nearby pile of crates.

Warriors flinched at the spray of splinters, and looked around the warehouse, mind going into overdrive as he scrambled for a plan. His enemy was only getting closer, his sole escape route was cut off, Time and Sky were clear across town, and he himself was mildly injured.

All that and he had homework to do when he got home.

“Face King Dodongo with bravery, and your end will be swift!”

Warriors almost rolled his eyes, catching a glimpse of the huge man stalking through the warehouse. The self-proclaimed King Dodongo had escaped from jail, and Warriors was determined to put the scaled villain back behind bars.

“Cryonis,” a voice whispered, and Warriors just barely stopped himself from plugging the intruder full of icicles.

“Ethereal—! Give me a warning next time!” Warriors hissed, and another superhero flicked into view, using her powers to become corporeal again with a smirk on her mostly-hidden face.

“Didn’t want to alert Lizard-Brain over there to your location,” she whispered, her red eyes twinkling. “...Are you okay?”

“Ah, he just got a lucky swing in,” Warriors replied, turning his sore arm away from her. “It’s not too bad.”

“Sure. That’s what you said when you nearly got your arm burned off,” Ethereal sighed, but she let him be when he pointedly gestured behind them at the rampaging villain. “What’s the plan for stopping this guy?”

“I was working on that,” Warriors replied haughtily, a pout on his lips. “You interrupted me.”

“Cryonis, don’t tell me you’re embarrassed I keep finding you in these sorts of situations?” Ethereal asked in what Warriors could swear was amusement.

Warriors opened his mouth to reply, then suddenly threw himself at her, knocking them both out of the way as their hiding place was destroyed.

“Face your destruction like a man, Cryonis!” King Dodongo roared as the crates exploded into pieces, Warriors and Ethereal scrambling not to be hit by the debris.

“I’d kind of like to not be destroyed, actually,” Warriors called back at him, then threw up a shield of ice to block the planks King Dodongo suddenly chucked at him.

“I don’t really want him destroyed either!” Ethereal called, and Warriors very pointedly ignored the flutter in his chest at her words.

She cares if I get destroyed or not!

Ethereal then executed a neat backflip onto King Dodongo’s shoulders, making him snarl as he began thrashing around, trying to throw her off. She quickly drew one of her kunai and stabbed it into one of his scaled shoulders, and King Dodongo roared, grabbing and throwing her so fast that she didn’t have time to use her powers to avoid him.

She hit the wall hard, making Warriors’ breath catch, and he jumped towards their enemy. He blasted ice at King Dodongo’s feet, trying not to panic when he glanced back at where Ethereal was struggling to get up. She had a hand to her head, and Warriors just barely avoided a swipe from Dodongo when he stared a little too long.

He shot some ice at a crate the villain threw towards Ethereal, knocking it off course, then lunged out of the way as Dodongo threw yet another crate at him.

“Ethereal!” he shouted once she was standing, and when she made eye contact with him, he motioned towards where Dodongo was clawing at the ice that had temporarily trapped his feet.

Her eyes lit up, and she shook herself and ran towards Dodongo, momentarily disappearing from Warriors’ sight. He quickly threw some ice at King Dodongo, drawing his attention, and ran around the warehouse, dodging the various objects the man kept launching at him.

A crate grazed his injured arm, and Warriors bit on his lip to stop his cry, throwing some ice in front of him so he could slide under another attack. He ducked under yet another crate thrown at his head, and glanced back at where he hoped Ethereal was.

And looked back just in time to see her, and a solid plank of wood, become tangible again and slam into the back of King Dodongo’s head.

The man let out a surprisingly high-pitched squeak, then tumbled to the ground, unconscious.

Warriors let out a relieved sigh, and slid his way over to Ethereal, who was brushing her bangs back to where they were supposed to be. He smiled at her, and she nodded in return, flipping her braid back over her shoulder.

“Thanks for the help,” Warriors said, and her eyes crinkled at the corners, suggesting a smile behind her mask.

“My pleasure. Besides, somebody has to keep an eye on you when Loftwing isn’t around,” she said lightly. “Speaking of, is he all right? I don't often see you without him."

“No, just helping Deity with a case, he’s fine,” Warriors said as he stepped closer, cautiously stretching his injured arm. Ow. “Are you fine? You hit that wall pretty hard.”

“Yes, I’ll just be a little bruised. I’m glad I could help,” Ethereal said, and stepped a little closer as well. She met his eyes, and Warriors’ heart skipped a beat, his hands suddenly clammy. “Always a pleasure, Cryonis.”

Then she disappeared from his sight.

Warriors glanced around, hoping, despite how unrealistic it was, that she would come back. Then he sighed, and pressed some snow to his cheeks, hoping the heat in his face was just from the battle.

[skyloftian-nutcase]

I kinda like your chronicles of the domain story thing if you wanna do something with that for the prompt event. thx!

(@silvrash-797 this one’s for you ❤️)

Link was sick.

It wasn't anything too alarming, Abel told himself repeatedly. The chidl had a stuffed nose, a bit of a fever, and a wretched cough. Captain Tomall had assigned Abel to guard the Hylian quarters to help him care for his boy, which the young knight greatly appreciated. He spent the morning with Link in his arms, comforting the poor child, who was quite miserable with his situation. Abel's touch wasn't as gentle as Tilieth's, but his soft words of encouragement and love seemed to help either way.

He pointedly ignored the fear in his heart, like a tiny needle trying to undo him. He pointedly didn't think about how Tilieth had been sick before their departure, how Link maybe somehow had it now. But that couldn't be the case - it had been two weeks since they'd left Hateno, after all.

Still, Link coughed and moaned, and Abel worried.

Ekan, Abel's teammate in guard duty today, offered to take care of everything so Abel could just rest with his son. Abel was somewhat annoyed with the offer - Ekan was by far the weakest fighter in the group, and he did not take his duty as seriously, so leaving him in charge would be a disaster. Although the man had a good heart, Abel didn't trust the Zora enough to leave protecting Hylians up to Ekan alone.

It was strange, though. Having spent roughly a week here now, Abel was... not entirely sure what to make of the Zora. He'd heard of them, of course - a mysterious and elegant race of water loving people, with strange appearances, beautiful aesthetic, and strong magic.

When they'd been briefed for this mission, they had all been told briefly of the political landscape, at least enough for them to grasp the importance of protecting their ambassador, Cilda. The Domain and Hyrule had clashed in the past, though not too recently. Nevertheless, tensions remained high, and trust low. The late Zora Queen had not liked Hyrule much, but with her death the Queen of Hyrule saw a new opportunity to establish good relations with the heir apparent, Dorephan.

Dorephan. The man had been kind enough when Abel had met him. But he could also very clearly see distrust and disdain in the upcoming king's advisors, and it made him wary.

He hoped everything would go well, though. If nothing else, for Link's sake. The boy had really started taking a liking to some Zora children, and had even interacted with the little princess, Mipha. Abel wasn't entirely sure how appropriate that was, and tried to keep it to a minimum, but he couldn't control his son while he was on duty, much as he tried.

None of that really mattered now, though. Not with Link being sick.

Speaking of the Zora, however, one of the little Zora children did stop by to ask if Link could play. Rivan, if Abel recalled correctly. The little boy was greatly disappointed when he heard Link was ill, and he asked that Abel pass along message to get better soon because we were gonna go see Ploymous Mountain (to which Abel pointed out that children should not be wandering to random mountains by themselves since he hardly knew the terrain or how dangerous this area was).

As Abel checked on his little boy in the afternoon, having left him in bed to rest, he found the child clutching his cow plushie and sniffling. The knight's heart twisted a little at the sight of it, and he knelt down to be at eye level with the child.

"Feeling any better?" he asked quietly, gently brushing hair away from the boy's face.

"My head hurts," Link whined, voice breaking halfway through the sentence.

Sympathy tugged at the man's heart, and he leaned in to kiss the child before saying, "It'll get better, son. Drink some water and rest, okay? I'll be back with dinner."

He felt a little bad for leaving the child, but to be fair, he'd carried him around with him most of the morning. As much as he loved Link, he didn't need to coddle him too much. The boy would have to learn to become more independent someday. Abel found himself constantly debating how to go about doing that - Tilieth would treat him like a baby all the way up to his adolescence if she could, but Abel didn't agree with that. But he also didn't think it was fair to just throw the boy into the world as he himself had been, forced to parent his little sister, forced to run the house when their mother deteriorated and passed away.

He'd comforted Link plenty today, right? And he would tell him a bedtime story with dinner. He couldn't be with the boy all day. He hadn't been their entire stay here.

But Link was sick. And Abel was worried.

He sighed heavily, returning to his post, ignoring Ekan's gaze. When his teammate tried to start conversation, hand restlessly running over his dark cornrows on his head, Abel tried not to be too snippy in response. There was nothing wrong with Ekan trying to be friendly; Abel simply was too stressed to play along.

The next day, Link's fever finally seemed to break, giving Abel immense relief. Captain Tommell mentioned that there would be some sort of serious meeting between the heir apparent and their diplomat, Cilda, and many Zora officials would be there, meriting tighter security. Abel hadn't really seen the soon-to-be-king since his initial meeting with him - most of Cilda's interactions were with Zora officials beneath him, after all. This was important.

Which meant he would be assigned to guard her. And Link would be alone, sick.

Abel swallowed his remorse on the matter. Duty was duty. He spent breakfast in his room with Link.

"I'm going to be guarding the diplomats today, son," he explained gently. "I asked Sir Ekan to make sure you're okay."

"Braids soldier?"

Abel's mouth twisted a little in amusement. "You have to learn their names, Link. They're our... our friends here."

"But I don't want Braids Soldier," Link whined. "I want you, Papa."

Abel sighed. "Sometimes we can't get what we want, Link. Our duty always has to come first, remember? Others are relying on me, too. You're safe here. Our ambassador is not."

Link hugged Mrs. Moo more tightly, lip wobbling, but he nodded. Abel smiled proudly at it. His little boy would be a good soldier someday, and he told him as much before kissing his forehead and steeling himself for a long day. Link was on the mend, though, so no matter what, it would be fine.

And it was fine. Until the next day, when Abel woke up with a runny nose and a headache.

He groaned. Of course I got it too.

Whatever this obnoxious feverish nightmare was, it was clearly contagious. He prayed it didn't spread to the other soldiers. Goddess, what if he passed it on to the captain, or the ambassador?

Link wiggled in the bed a little, clearly far more energized, jumping up and down in excitement. "Papa! Papa I'm feeling better! Papa, look!"

Abel swallowed, feeling his throat scrape against itself, raw and swollen. He mustered a smile, nodding. "That's good, son. Maybe you can go play with your friends today?"

Link nodded eagerly.

The little one's smile fell, however, when Abel started coughing harshly as he stood.

"Papa?" he asked, beady eyes wide with worry.

"I'm okay," Abel assured him, pointedly ignoring the look from their roommate, Norri.

When he coughed again, though, world spinning slightly as his head pounded, Link immediately shifted uncomfortably. "Papa, you're not okay."

"Link--"

"Papa, you're sick!"

"It's okay, son."

Link's eyes were filled with tears, and Abel was almost baffled at the reaction. Surely he couldn't look that ill, right?

"I made you sick," Link whimpered.

Oh.

"No," Abel hastily tried to appease him. "No, sweet child. It--I got this from--from Norri."

His roommate's expression grew affronted, and the younger knight huffed, freshening up and stepping out of the room.

Link seemed a little less horrified, but no less worried.

"Son," Abel said gently, picking him up and kissing him. "I'm a grown up. When we get sick we're okay. We don't really get all that sick. My body's bigger and stronger, so I can handle it, okay? I'll be fine."

Settling him on the ground, he nudged him along. "Go eat some breakfast. I'll be out shortly."

When he stepped out into the hall, he nearly jumped to the ceiling when Norri materialized beside him, saying, "I am not pretending to be sick just to assuage your child's worries. Unlike you, I am dedicating all my energy into doing my duty."

Abel's patience wasn't what it should have been. Not with as ill as he was feeling. Instead of taking the words with a neutral expression, he snapped, "Don't take my care for my child as shirking my duty. You know nothing of responsibility until you have someone in your care. Some of us aren't self centered brats who wish to climb the ranks."

He really should have held his tongue. Especially since Norri had occasionally tried to look out for him. The man wasn't a bad person, just... immature. He had his opinions about Link's presence, and Abel bristled at it. It wasn't as if he himself weren't aware of the inconvenience having a four-year-old caused; he didn't need it rubbed in.

Before Abel could retract his words, their superior arrived to corral them into the den and hand out their assignments. Abel would be with the ambassador alongside the captain and, of course, Norri.

Great. This was going to be a great day. Abel held back another coughing fit as he said his goodbye to Link and told him they would spar in the evening. Ekan, kindhearted as he was, promised he would keep an eye on Link and told Abel to take care of himself.

Goddess, how obvious was this illness? Abel felt miserable but he thought he was hiding it fairly well.

Well. Until he wasn't.

It wasn't entirely his fault. But he supposed that didn't matter. Lack of food and water mixed with whatever was tearing his body apart, and it turned into the perfect storm.

At least Abel managed to excuse himself from the meeting hall and made it into some innocuous corner before the dark edges of his vision caught up to the rest of him.

He wasn't entirely sure how long he'd passed out, but the sunlight didn't seem to have moved too much when he awoke. His shoulder ached--he must have hit it when he fell--but thankfully his helmet protected his head from any major impact. Now he just needed to find some water and get back to his post.

Shakily, Abel pulled himself to his feet, leaning heavily against the wall, when he realized he was being watched.

He reached for his blade automatically, feeling far too vulnerable, but a strong voice said, "Steady, Hylian. I don't mean you any harm. You're hardly a threat in your state, anyway."

Abel bristled a little at the implication of his ineptitude, but he sheathed his sword nonetheless. He didn't need to cause a diplomatic incident. The Zora in question was a sergeant, Seggin, who was known for his pride and prowess in battle. He was head of all the Zora military as well, which made this particularly unnerving.

Abel was exposing himself as a weak link in the Hylian forces, and he hated it. He wasn't entirely sure how to get himself out of this situation, so he just tried to stand tall and proud and strong, despite having just passed out.

"Hylians are so delicate, aren't they?" Seggin continued, walking towards him with his arms crossed. "Your kind live such short lives. You hardly understand anything of how the world works, and I wouldn't exactly call your people capable. How Hylia favored your race is beyond me."

Abel steeled himself for a fight, face carefully neutral so as not to be the one to start it, but more than willing to end it.

Seggin sighed before reaching for something and holding it out. "Drink. Get back what little strength your feeble Hylian body can muster. I'll not have you dying in my prince's halls and causing a problem."

As much as he wanted to punch the sergeant, Abel opted to just take the offered water flask and drink. He also promised himself to spar somewhere public when he was feeling better so as to prove this sergeant wrong.

With a nod of thanks, he made his way back to the meeting hall, ignoring Seggin's watchful eye as the sergeant also walked there. The two had a silent face off the rest of the day, sizing each other up, though Seggin hardly seemed concerned by Abel.

When the young Hylian knight returned to the barracks, he felt absolutely wretched, but he tried to put it aside as Link eagerly asked about sparring and talked about his day. Abel indulged the boy, wanting to also stretch and fight as well, and the two went at it briefly with wooden training swords. Link's prowess still surprised Abel, and honestly, with as sick as he felt, the child genuinely did almost defeat him.

Honestly, the joy of seeing his boy's abilities really did make him feel better. As he undressed from his armor, he felt his trousers get tugged and looked down to see Link holding a tray of food and what looked like five glasses of water.

"I brought dinner," he said, holding the tray up as proof.

"I... already ate," Abel replied, confused. "Remember? I had dinner with you."

"But it wasn't enough, Papa!" Link argued. "And you need water when you're sick."

Abel sighed heavily. There was little point in arguing with the child, so he nibbled on the offered food, ignoring Norri as he entered the room.

Link watched him uncertainly, holding his plushie tightly. When Abel smiled at him, he held the toy out hesitantly. "Do... do you want Mrs. Moo?"

Abel tried not to choke on his water. "W-why?"

"She helps," Link explained seriously. "When you weren't there she made me feel better because she's from you and Mama."

Abel lost his appetite in a heartbeat, guilt gnawing at his insides. He swallowed, putting the tray down on his lap. "I... sure, Link. Thank you."

Link smiled eagerly, taking the tray and putting it on the nightstand before handing Mrs. Moo to his father. Then he started fussing over Abel, insisting he tuck him in (and pat his cheeks with his grubby little hands, and goddess if it didn't take all of Abel's willpower not to laugh at the silly child). When Abel's pillow was fluffed, blanket pulled up to his chin, and Mrs. Moo secured snugly in his arms, Link was finally satisfied.

Abel smiled as his sweet boy crawled under the blankets to snuggle with him. Mrs. Moo smelled like soggy cloth and spilled food, and he noted he should probably wash the thing in the morning. His headache didn't seem to pound quite as much with some water, and the general ache that had been creeping through his body wasn't enough to keep him from trying to get comfortable.

In the end, Link's care was far more healing than anything else, and Abel felt his heart warm as he fell asleep that night.

[pelicanpig]

Word Ask Game

Rules: You are given a word - share one sentence/excerpt from your wip(s) that starts with each letter of that word!

Thank you @mistresslrigtar for tagging me 😊 (I love tag games! They're an outlet my tendency to ramble endlessly about things I really love). My word is SWORD! All sentences from the current WIP chapter of On My Honor.

S - Sliding silently inside, he quickly locked the door behind him.

W - "Where are you going so fast?" A hand grabbed Link's shoulder, jerking him to a halt.

O - "Only one way to know for sure," Link said.

R - "Right." They never would, though, Link already knew.

D - Distantly, the clock in the center of town chimed the late hour, and a surge of panic told him he needed to leave, and he needed to leave now, but his feet were fixed to the floor.

As for tagging others, I'm not sure who has already played, but I would love to hear from @poposusz, @silvrash-797, @amelias-zelda-calamity-quintet, or @fan-girls-r-us with the word LOVE (in honor of my love ❤️ for you all!)

[milkyplier]

It struck me the other day to draw my Hurricane “daughters” :) So here they are, as they appear to me in my minds eye. @theecholegend on the left, and @silvrash-797 on the right :3