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Another artfight attack. This person seems familiar…. I think I’ve seen him somewhere before RIGHT @veiledbyamask

Thanks for adding my girl into that biG OL GORGEOUS ART OF YOURS

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It’s been a while, hasn’t it? I still have all the love for those two aaaaaaa

Fem!Link belongs to @askyoungfemlink Majora is mine AKA @legacyofchaos

Don’t use or repost my art without permission.

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tikoofthesky

          As thankful as he was for the change in temperament, Tiko tucked away the knowledge of the demon’s capricious nature. He could change at any moment, and that made him far more dangerous than one who was consistently aggressive. Still, he was intrigued by this stranger, and curiosity was a fairy’s natural fault.

         “Fairies aren’t exactly mortal.” Tiko clarified, though gently. “As long as we keep our magic stocked we neither age nor decay. This being said, we can die. I am rather old for the average fairy.”

         Tiko fluttered backwards again as Majora approached, admittedly doing a bit of observing himself.

         “If you don’t have wings– how is it that you’re doing that?”

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   Majora just shrugged in response, the gesture rather strange when seen performed upside down. Immortality was a fluid concept he found, interpreted differently by everyone. Just the same with power. The amount of people who had declared themselves omnipotent after first putting on his mask was ridiculous.

     ❝If you can die, that makes you mortal enough to me. Just takes you a bit longer~.❞

   That was interesting though! If fairies needed to replenish their magic, how exactly did they do that? And what would happen if that source somehow disappeared~? That might be fun. Of course he wasn’t going to forget his promise; he would give it back again... eventually.

    ❝What, you mean flying? Easy, you just stop walking.❞

   As if to emphasize his words, the demon somersaulted back into an upright position, touching back down onto the ground where he remained for a few moments, before hopping back up into the air. To him it came as easy as breathing, without any need to think too hard about it. So what was there to explain, really?

     ❝I just make the decision and off I go~. Probably magic? Never bothered to find out, really.❞

   He vaguely, vaguely remembered being taught about it once in his childhood... a bitter memory, but at least already faded enough as though it really bothered him anymore. Either way, he didn’t remember how exactly his magic and body worked. It just did.

     ❝I never understood why you needed wings. Isn’t it really exhausting to be constantly flapping those if you wanna stay up? What happens if you get cramps? Actually, can you get cramps? And what if there’s a storm?❞

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I dare you to stop being such a lil shit then.

Oh no, you got him now.

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nxvigation

    Navi’s protests continued as Majora spoke–she was ignoring him as much as he was ignoring her. She continued to attempt to free herself from his grasp, even going so far as to grab at his arms in an attempt to pull herself free– and then the demon bent his legs, clearly preparing to jump.

     This perplexed Navi, and she tried turning to look up at him. “Hey, wait. What are you do–AAUGH!”

     All thoughts of escape flew from Navi’s mind. Instead, she was gripping and grabbing at any bit of Majora she could reach. She curled herself closer to the demon’s form, trying to protect herself from the sudden shower of debris. The wind whistled in her ears and whipped at her hair, uncomfortably fast– especially considering that she had no control over her current velocity.

     Navi had no idea how demons worked. Could Majora even fly? Or was his body simply sturdy enough to handle these massive leaps and subsequent crashes? Whichever it was, this was not how Navi wanted to find out. She squeezed her eyes shut, pressed closer to Majora, and said a quick prayer to the Golden Three–just in case.

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   Oh? Was she scared of heights?? As soon as he had jumped up into the air, all resistance from her had ceased as instead Navi was now almost trying to wrap herself around him. That was hilarious! Didn’t she have wings?? Even if he dropped her, what was there to be scared of? She could just flutter by herself after all! Then again, he never had seen her flying too highly up in the air, though. Maybe her wings didn’t manage to actually let her fly? Like chicken. To think that there was fairies with acrophobia... mortals were so weird~.

   A thought crossed his mind and a malicious grin spread on Majora’s lips as he glanced down at the fairy under his arm. Her eyes were clenched shut now, lips moving in what seemed to be silent prayer.

     Maybe he was gonna have some fun with her first~.

   Like that, the demon allowed himself to be carried up higher and higher by his own momentum as he began to slow. And for just a moment the two of them were hanging there in mid-air, several feet up above the treetops. Just long enough to make her feel comfortable enough to believe he would float - before Majora simply allowed for himself to plummet, Navi still firmly locked in place by his arm.

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Hey Majora truth or dare?

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  ❝Pffft~. Only cowards choose truth. Dare!❞

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You can love a monster, it can even love you back, but that doesn’t change its nature.

Eliza Crewe, Crushed (via booksqouted)

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tikoofthesky

         If Majora’s hovering surprised Tiko any, he didn’t let it show. He’d relaxed only slightly as the other sat back, clearly no longer interested in poking at fairy wings. He still had to be cautious–this being clearly held no love for the Hero of Legend–but his Hero was long gone, and he’d never met this stranger, so it was unlikely that Tiko would earn his ill will.

         “Some millennia ago, I served under one of the incarnations of the Hero. I aided him in sealing away Ganon, but he has long since passed on. I cannot say I’ve heard of you before, or if I have, the knowledge has become muddled over the years.”

         Tiko shrugged, still flying just out of reach of Majora’s floating form.

         “Although, I can sense you’re much older than myself. I don’t meet many who are.”

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   Tiko’s answer made the demon ponder for a while, one clawed finger tapping against his chin in thought as he simply observed the fairy. Some millennia ago, was it? Majora might be bad with time, but he was fairly sure that it hadn’t been that long since his own encounter with a ‘hero’. So, the person in question probably wasn’t the same kid that had ruined his fun in Termina.

   In that case, he honestly couldn’t care less about the so-called hero. Sure, he already sounded like a killjoy as well, but at least none that Majora had had to deal with personally, so why should it bother him? The fairy had just confirmed that that hero was already long gone, so no use crying over spilled milk - or in this case, spilled heroes.

   At once the hostility in the demon’s gaze vanished as fast as it had appeared as his carefree and childlike attitude returned. Twisting in mid-air he now hung upside down before Tiko, a smug smirk on his lips.

    ❝Compared to me you’re still almost a baby~. Some millennia is impressive for a mortal though! You usually die so quickly. You might actually be fun to play with, then~.❞

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tikoofthesky

         Tiko jumped a little bit as the stranger rushed forward, but managed to keep his feet on the ground for the moment. The poking was not appreciated, however, and every touch to his sensitive wings sent uncomfortable jolts through his back.

         “Hey! That stings!” He jumped away, hovering a few feet above the ground and pulling his wings momentarily out of reach. He didn’t want to offend the other (who knows how badly that could end) but he also didn’t want his wings to get ripped because of the other’s overzealous prodding.  

         “The goddess hylia chose me as the Hero’s aid, so she gave me this form to help him– who are you?” He didn’t mind the questions, he was used to it by now, but he was never quite fond of people in his space… even ancient ones like the stranger in front of him.

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   Oh, so he could fly! Or flutter at the very least. Majora’s grin widened at the other’s protest, the opposition only making him want to bully the fairy even more. New playmates were a rarity after all, so the demon’s excitement was understandable, really. At least as far as he was concerned.

   Yet at the mention of a hero, the smile quickly vanished as the man paused instead, eyes narrowing in suspicion. At once, all playfulness was gone and instead replaced by sudden irritation. There was one ‘Hero’ that Majora was familiar with and he had been accompanied by a fairy, too. Was this big one referring to the same brat? Was that one even still alive? It was hard to tell how much time had passed since the events in Termina.

     ❝A hero, huh? Wanna tell me more about that, maybe?❞

   Leaning back, the demon, too, began to hover in mid air as he got comfortable, cross-legged and arms folded across his chest. His gaze never losing any of its intensity, the demon smiled again at Tiko’s last question.

    ❝I’m Majora. Maybe you’ve heard of me before, maybe not~.❞

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It had been a long day.

A long, long day.

Days like this were rare. Sure, Ashura was a consistently busy person, with various meetings, paperwork, and other responsibilities taking up so much of her time that finding a moment to breathe was akin to a miracle for her… But today. Something about today had reached a level of awful that she’d experienced only a handful of times before. Maybe it was the way that visiting ‘dignitary’ treated her like a child, or how the Dimension Gate her team had finally fixed broke down again, or how that one bill from the Dark Assembly she’d denied hundreds of times just kept coming back…

Whichever it had been, it left her ready to blast whatever was currently tapping at her balcony window to smithereens, once she—

“…Oh.”

Well, that was a surprise.

“I was wondering what the guards were flipping their shit over.” the Princess said, nonchalantly dismissing the glowing ball of magic she’d conjured up before she unlatched the finely crafted windows that separated the two of them. “Where the hell have you been all this time?

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   At the sight of her magic, green eyes widened, concern and excitement both flaring up in the demon’s chest. There weren’t many that could actually stand up to him in a fight, the mortal races being ridiculously weak. As a fellow immortal - and a powerful one at that - Ashura was more than capable of taking off his face though. Along with a few other bodyparts. A fight would have been fun, for sure, but it wasn’t really the greeting Majora had had in mind.

   However, as soon as she recognized him, her posture relaxed, the orb of energy dissolving (both to his relief and yet disappointment) as she instead moved to open the window for him. Grinning, he swiftly entered the room, moving past her without even waiting for the fellow demon to invite him in.

      ❝Oh you know, doing stuff~. Might have slept for a few months somewhere in between, too.❞

   Honestly, it was kind of a blur to him. Nothing particularly interesting had happened, so why bother to remember it in detail?

    ❝It was super boring though, so I thought I could pay my favourite Princess a visit again. Make sure the guards don’t forget me~.❞

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    ❝Nawww~. You did miss me, didn’t you~?❞

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Fem: How have you been you little demon spawn! It’s been too long! OMG!

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A simple traveller

Nothing suspicious going on here, promise

Just a simple traveller.

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tikoofthesky

    Tiko was wandering, when the stranger approached, practically oozing an ancient aura that he wasn’t altogether familiar with. The fairy turned, eyeing the stranger with equal parts wariness and a cool headed respect. He may be carefree, flippant even, but he knew when he was faced with something far older and more powerful than himself.

    “I could ask you the same question.” Tiko said slowly, offering a slight tilt of his head. “I’m a fountain fairy. Just a bit bigger than my sisters, if you’re confused.”

    He had met his fair share of beings older than himself, but this particular demon was either one new to him, or one he had heard of briefly and forgotten. Although Tiko didn’t usually make a habit of forgetting immortals such as himself… it was known to happen. However, he could be sure that they had never met in person, if the demon also had never met him. Or had met him and forgotten, which put them at a stalemate.

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   A fairy? They could actually get that big?? Majora had always wondered how the fountain abomin- er, great fairies came to be... did some of them just grow very big and then decided to become the boss? Or did he eat something weird? Or maybe this was similar to the giant’s mask back in Termina... he supposed that, for fairy standards, this one really was a giant.

         How fun!

   Completely disregarding the other’s personal space, the demon had now closed in, circling the fairy as he regarded him curiously, clawed finger tapping against the transparent wings on Tiko’s back. Why most creatures needed those to fly was still a riddle to him, but to each their own. Seeing fairy wings in this size was interesting at the very least! Would they be sturdier than those of his smaller kin? Could he still fly even with being bigger? If he was this big, did he just eat more or did he have to eat different things?

   Manners had never been of any concern to the demon, Majora continuing to poke and prod at the stranger in childlike excitement, ignoring the fairy’s subtle question about his person entirely.

     ❝Oooh~. Why are you bigger though? Come on, tell me tell me~!❞

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So sad, really.

May he rest in peace.

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May he rest in peace.

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     Navi let out a yelp and started kicking frantically when Majora threw her under his arm–the only movement she could really do, at this point. Her arms were pinned at her sides; her wings, similarly, were pinned under his arm; though she could flutter them, they weren’t terribly effective. “Hey! What do you think you’re doing?! Let me go, you great big–”

    She cut herself off, however, when his words processed with her. “Hey, wait… Yours? What in the name of the divines do you mean by that?!”

    Navi went limp, slumping, trying to interpret what he’d said. Perhaps he felt that he had some sort of duty to protect her, in some twisted way–? No, that made no sense. And the way he mentioned other bullies…

    She shook it off, becoming irate once more. “It hardly matters! I don’t belong to you, Majora; I don’t belong to anyone! Now let me go!”

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Unperturbed by her kicking and flailing, the demon looked around one last time, checking if there is anything he forgot. If he just took Navi away from her while also leaving any of her stuff behind, she wouldn’t let him hear the end of it - even more than she was now, that was. And the sooner she was done nagging, the sooner they could play. Not that he was listening anyways.

   But, as far as Majora could see, all her belongings were on her person and the poachers didn’t carry anything of interest on them either. So, as far as he was concerned, there was no need to stay here any longer.

    ❝Yeah yeah, whatever you say. There’s more traps around so let’s go another way~.❞

   Disabling them would be a simple thing to the demon, but honestly, why bother? Maybe if she asked him nicely enough... or if she kept walking into them, then he would put effort into ridding the woods of them. But for now that just sounded like a waste of time to Majora.

   After all, as long as she was with him, she wouldn’t be able to get caught in any traps or ambushes~. And with that mindset, the man crouched down, muscles tensing before he leapt - crashing right through the roof of the forest, higher than any tree was tall. No traps up here.