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          𝐌𝐲 𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧!

Kamui from Fire Emblem: Fates as portrayed by Castle! Smash that like / reblog if you’re interested in interacting with a very doting dragon prince! 

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one year ago today we woke up in a world where there was something new to discover around every corner. thank you for this experience.

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she may or may not have attempted to catch a wild horse while they were traveling through this vast field. she also may or may not have just been violently thrown off said horse as she tumbles to the ground flat on her face. dirt & grass staining her face she looks over at her companion & flushes as she scrunches her face into a frown. “don’t laugh at me okay? i just wanted to ride one for myself.”

       Through trial and tribulation, he too has shared this same fate; bruised by hooves and dirt scratching his skin. a breath swells in his ribs as he looked at her, processing the sheer horror he was presented with. no laughter, no mirth bubbling in his throat as he watched her fall — just the widening of his eyes and the silent gasp that shaped his mouth into an oval. a perfect personification of ‘ ! ‘ 

he could let her atop his own mount; an already domesticated steed. or, he could teach her the proper way to tame one for herself with a little show-and-tell.

the horse she sought to ride ran off a ways away, but not too far. he dismounts his own and stomps to the ground with a soft thud. with a look at her, he journey’s forth and expects her to follow. link’s well seasoned in the art of stealth, crouched into the grass blades once they edged closer. within this crouch he took careful steps, feeling the silk of grass fold under his boot. they waved around him as he maneuvered his way closer to the horse in question; and he breathed in the world’s clock, dulling his senses and fixating on his primary focus — the horse’s back, their ears flickering to the slightest of sound, the nonchalance of their stature. 

kairi was good at keeping her silence. with a squint of his eyes, and the softest breath rolling out of him, time resumed back into the flow of his blood quickly like static  — and he bolted.

link leaped onto their back and found his ground with a fistful of their mane. another palm just as calculated, patting their neck to soothe them, keeping his calm against the heartbeat drumming in his stomach and head. it took a minute or two as his muscles grew strained, but he did it, and he had hoped kairi was watching.

he looks at her once his breath was caught and a few more strokes to their neck were urged up and down.  ` they’ll never know how you truly feel if you don’t show it. ’  to further back up his point, he patted them again.  ` show them you care. ’  he sits straight,  ` that you won’t hurt them. ’  he stops there, and gets off. a palm is kept on the horse to give them the reassurance that he won’t leave.  ` only then will they trust you. ’ 

speaking felt foreign on his tongue. words were strangely punctuated, like they didn’t fit in his mouth, and he moved his tongue around the obstacle of voice. he was still coherent, but the groggy slumber he carried raked his throat like the claws of aged vines. 

a nod was angled, to provoke her to try for herself. his eyes urged her, as if to say, you can do it!

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* tips tiara * m'knight

    *nods sagely* .. 

                               m’princess. . .

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                                                             — ✧ ﹤ @prettyguard​. ﹥ 

       Time and time again  — commands fell on deaf ears. the unruly princess dashed stalwart into danger, far too often to count. and time, time again, link barreled forthwith to assure her safety amidst the chaos of clumsy importunate. this time was more absentmindedly done than deliberately, her confident stature mindlessly marching towards the oncoming traffic; her eyes drifting among the clouds.

` ghhk — ! ’  it was thanks to link’s attentive guard that his grab was as agile as it were, tugging her back by the wrist roughly towards the safety that was his side. another arm hovered in front of her as a shield. he watched the cars blur past, not letting her go until the green LED across the street lit up. all the tension riddled in his muscles loosened. 

link let her go and felt the pressure of the anxiety in his hand pool back into normalcy. he looked at her and a gentle press of his brows was seen for the millisecond it took him to swallow back down his conspicuous fret.

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𝟎𝟐.

                                             𝐋𝐢𝐧𝐤'𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐫.

I feel as though, upon losing his memories, while a lot of his feelings still hold true, he’s a bit more . . talkative, compared to how he used to be. expressive. just a bit. but only because he had forgotten all that burdened him before. and even being told what his path is, and who he used to be, it sits very strangely with him. i feel like as he recollects his memories, and the life he once lived resurfaces back to him, he goes back to being more silent, kept to himself. there’s a lot that burdens his soul. even more so now that he struggles with amnesia.

as said by revali,

"The princess came to the village on official business, along with her shadow, that insufferable knight. I tried to talk to him while the princess met with the elder, but he was his usual quiet self. Why do people like him so? I also gave him the privilege of seeing me perform Revali's Gale. Nothing. No reaction at all to my impressive feat. I showed it to him even knowing there was a chance of failure, since it's still so new. He must truly be slow-witted. I tried to provoke him into facing me, but to no avail. It's like talking to a stone. Our interactions were a waste of time, so I flew off to find solace with Medoh. What's wrong with that guy?"

as said by mipha,

"Link came to visit the domain. It feels like forever since he was here last. He no longer resembles the child I first met. He is now an accomplished knight and keeper of the sword that seals the darkness. I am so proud. However... He hardly speaks anymore, and smiles even more rarely. He is still the kind soul I knew, but something has changed. I asked him if something had happened, if something was wrong. He merely shook his head. Perhaps it is his newly acquired height, but I feel he is ever looking past me, into the distance beyond... [...] Link came to visit me. It had been ages. I told him the Lynel of Ploymus Mountain has been terrorizing everyone lately. When I said that, he started walking toward the mountain, without a word. Spellbound, I followed him there. When we were almost there, he told me to turn back. He insisted he would be fine on his own.”  

as said by urbosa,

"Link requested to meet with me today. He tells me Zelda exploited our law that restricts men from entering town to slip away from him. I told him of a trick that would allow him entrance, and he was able to get in. By then, however, Zelda was long gone. I promised to let him know if I saw her, so he reluctantly returned home. In a similar yet distinct way, Link seems to have trouble expressing himself.” 

as said by daruk,

"That little Hylian from before is named Link. He's got a respectable appetite. Loves to eat meat, fruit, vegetables... all sorts of things a decent person wouldn't dream of eating. Link will cook up and eat just about anything. I offered him some Grade A rock roast to help refine his palette. I asked him how it tasted. He liked it so much, he was speechless. I knew Hylians could eat rocks too. Eating isn't the only thing Link and I have in common. The little guy is also incredibly strong! He said sometimes when he focuses, it feels like time slows down. Heh! I really like that guy. He's the type of guy you can trust to have your back and also have a nice hearty meal with. Yeah! That settles it! From now on, Link is an official brother.  [...] I hear the little guy finally opened up about his troubles to the princess while they were shovelin' food. Surprisingly, she opened up right back. Said somethin' princessy like, "I guess we're the same, you and I." Hmm... Sounds heavy.”

and, as said by zelda,

“And still, not a word passes his lips. I never know what he's thinking! It makes my imagination run wild, guessing at what he is thinking but will not say. What does the boy chosen by the sword that seals the darkness think of me? Will I ever truly know? Then, I suppose it's simple. A daughter of Hyrule's royal family yet unable to use sealing magic... He must despise me. [...] I was feeling depressed, and I had told him repeatedly not to accompany me. But he did anyway, as he always does, and so I yelled at him without restraint. He seemed confused by my anger. [...]  When I finally got around to asking why he's so quiet all the time, I could tell it was difficult for him to say. But he did. With so much at stake, and so many eyes upon him, he feels it necessary to stay strong and to silently bear any burden. A feeling I know all too well... For him, it has caused him to stop outwardly expressing his thoughts and feelings. I always believed him to be simply a gifted person who had never faced a day of hardship. How wrong I was...”

link has difficulty expressing himself, his emotions, thoughts, etc. while he still speaks, it’s seldom heard. even at the face of some, he says nothing. through time and trust, he'd speak. never too much, but just enough.

link is kind, selfless, puts others far before him. he’s noble and courageous. had it not been for the tribulations he has endured, he might even have been someone you’d call a textbook hero. amiable and loud! but nay. 

however, as he reawakens, he’s more sociable.

in the fresh beginnings, the child he used to be, so lively and curious, wakes up within him after those 100 years. after the fall of ganon, he opens up a bit more, but he’ll never be that same child who’d yammer and be animated with life.

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“ i know this is silly, but ... “ a moment’s pause ; hands quit brushing long strands of blonde & blue eyes look over at the closet in her room, paranoid. then : a hopeless little smile. “ can you check my closet for any monsters ? it’s dark in there ! “

He’d oft retire around this wave of nightfall, as the moon basked the room in a filtered shine, glowing against translucent white curtains, peering past the wide opening between them like a beam. the dust particles in the air flowed like shimmering glitter; the normal warmth they coincided with when the sun woke the day now cold — and ethereal. link could feel the gentle kisses of enchantment lulling him to sleep — an aegis repeatedly worn serves no good shield shall it neglect proper tending. 

before link could depart, she spoke, and he ever so readily turned his head to meet her attention. his head canted, his brow quirked, he blinked twice. even so, even so, he didn’t deny the request. as the inquisitiveness softened off his face, the thadump thadump’s of his boots spoke louder than he ever did. no matter how minuscule the task, he treated it with care. link sized up the closet door. he was quiet, attentive, quick to any possible threats that’d so much as hitch a breath behind the wood. and with an adept hook of his fingers into the handle, he slipped it open with no effort. for safety measured he peered in; up, down, left, right, up again, a quick glance back to the left.

all clear. he moved out the way, just to let her see the darkness homing nothing but her wardrobe. the muscles in his face appeared lax— reassured, knowing that what muddled her before was conquered at his hands; her anxieties smoothed at his dutiful adroitness.

he knew the routine as well as she did.

a glance rolled to the pooling shadows underneath her bed, then back at her. shall he check there, too? just to be safe?

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𝟎𝟏.

                                              𝐋𝐢𝐧𝐤'𝐬 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞.

Light , androgynous. the feather-light pitch of his tone holds complementary to the occasional gruffness of his sighs, his grunts, the tsk’s and tch’s peppered here and there. listen closely and you’ll notice it’s faintly raspy, like he had just woken up. always. when he speaks, it’s never raised, just meeting the bar of what’s audible. he can be lazy with his words, shortening them. link lacks the formality that’s expected of a man protecting the princess. 

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                                                              — ✧ ﹤ @ilurora. ﹥

  ——— The day’s long awaited rest always follows a routine. it’d blanket the land with an evening glow, tucking the clouds to bed, waking the stars from their slumber. yet, it was as though this town never slept; the sun always peered over the horizon, and the town was always orange. link felt like he was stuck in time, but the amiable vitality of the area and the fragrances of freshly baked bread and the pre-night chill of the air flavored his senses and gave him the reassurance that the clock still ticked.

he was in awe. before he could stand and admire all that shun so bright in his eyes, the pangs of hunger growled ever more as the bistro’s welcoming wafts salivated his tongue. his head turned before his eyes did, like they had been stuck on a thought, and he met to converse with a fellow passerby.   ` where is that smell coming from? ’  maybe he was wrong to assume, but they looked more native here than he. the outfit, he mused, it was their outfit. as link was donned in more combative wear — the other looked more casual, comfortably suiting the atmosphere. he likes it.

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just notes im gonna forget if i don’t keep around and may move to my about page when i get around to it.

* link’s adventure log is written by him. he jots down everything of significance, always, as to not forget.  * he talks! he’s not a silent hero. however, he seldom wears his heart on his sleeve. he’s very kept to himself, and speaks what’s necessary.  * he loves kids. he immediately livens up, and is very soft around kids.

* on the subject of his quiet demeanor, he used to be very lively, excitable, happy, reckless. and he still is to some degree. it’s simmered down with time as the weight of his fate made him more . . closed off. his child-like curiosity and simple minded fascination with new things and experiences still holds true.

* nonbinary. link uses he/they pronouns, and doesn’t mind presenting as feminine. bisexual, with a preference for pretty people, to put simply.

* he loves to eat and eat and eat and eat and eat and eat and

* very elegant, swift, quick on his feet. wielding weapons is second nature to him, but he’s significantly more efficient with a sword and his bow. 

* his smile is subtle, not so vibrantly worn. it shows with his excitement, the exclamation of his words, the softness of his eyes. his smile is warm, gentle, short. it’s there, even though his heart swallows it back.

* link does not speak always speak so formally. he can oft be lazy with his words, shortening them, speaking simply. (ie. ‘em as opposed to them. takin’ the g off the end of words). added to that, he lacks manners, but never with ill intent. he’s riddled with curiosity, questioning things even if it can come off as rude, interrupting conversations, abruptly leaving conversations.

* he’s presumptuous. very presumptuous. his loss of memories and everyone knowing more than him is partly to blame. 

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                                                               — ✧ ﹤ @islelight. ﹥

  ——— The wind brushed his skin differently up here. how it waved his hair like the grass blades far beneath him. link sat tall, balanced, looking down at the girl who found fascination with the amiability of his trusted mount. he, too, ran a palm through their sandy brown coat, feeling some of it shed on his hand.  

she had asked somewhere along the way for her name. you could see link look at the coat of his steed again, running a reassuring rub through the short hairs.  ` cream.  ’   he replied. 

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                                           𝐋𝐞𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐙𝐞𝐥𝐝𝐚                                        𝐁𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐝                                                      ` 𝐋𝐢𝐧𝐤,                 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐞𝐫𝐨 𝐀𝐰𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐚 𝐋𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐒𝐥𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫. ’

adored by castle 3/19/19

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i have like 2 icons but 

starter call!

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just notes im gonna forget if i don’t keep around and may move to my about page when i get around to it.

* link’s adventure log is written by him. he jots down everything of significance, always, as to not forget.  * he talks! he’s not a silent hero. however, he seldom wears his heart on his sleeve. he’s very kept to himself, and speaks what’s necessary.  * he loves kids. he immediately livens up, and is very soft around kids.

* on the subject of his quiet demeanor, he used to be very lively, excitable, happy, reckless. and he still is to some degree. it’s simmered down with time as the weight of his fate made him more . . closed off. his child-like curiosity and simple minded fascination with new things and experiences still holds true.

* nonbinary. link uses he/they pronouns, and doesn’t mind presenting as feminine. bisexual, with a preference for pretty people, to put simply.

* he loves to eat and eat and eat and eat and eat and eat and

* very elegant, swift, quick on his feet. wielding weapons is second nature to him, but he’s significantly more efficient with a sword and his bow. 

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