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Linked Together by Blood

Chapter 5

***DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN The Legend of Zelda or Linked Universe or any of the songs I end up using; Nintendo OWNS The Legend of Zelda AND jojo56830 OWNS The Linked Universe AU AND the original artist OWNS the songs***

**I ONLY OWN Tyra any other OC’s AND the story plot**

*Mature rating for swearing and violence*

I hope you enjoy and if you don't like then don't Read nor comment I will not tolerate any hate I only wrote this for those who would possibly enjoy it.

Thank You! And enjoy!!

Chapter 5: Welcome to Lon Lon Ranch!

(A/N: Twilight and Tyra FINALLY meet Malon. Malon learns about their pasts. Time and Malon watch Tyra sing. Tyra gets some visitors-maybe? This chapter mostly follows/ plays out just like the Malon side story by JoJo.)

**DISCLAIMER: The song used within this chapter is not mine nor is it meant to connect the movie/artist to this story. And there will be a couple of reminders to make it clear. Sorry if that annoys you but it’s what I did so no one thinks it’s a crossover.**

Tyra’s POV:

Since I had been walking behind pa I quickly and secretly took off my wolf pelt and put it in one of my bags before quickly using my powers to hide my Twili markings. (A/N: Tyra can use her powers to change her appearance as an effective way to go under cover and sneak around).

After I do this I hear from Legend and Warriors respectively “It’s not Zelda, pay up.”

“Ah. Cheater, you somehow knew.” I roll my eyes before moving to stand next to pa as he quietly expresses his delight at finally meeting Malon. ‘I feel the same way pa. I thought I’d never meet grandma Malon while I’m still alive.’

“Everyone this is my wife Malon.” Grandma Malon reveals what I already knew. I knew grandpa Time wrote about us in his letters to Malon. “Welcome to Lon Lon Ranch.”

Time and Malon lead us inside the house. As soon as we’re all inside the other’s start reminiscing about how home always feels like home even though they’re all different. ‘I agree, but that’s only because I’m here with Time, Malon, and pa. For me, home is where the ones I love are.’

“You were right dear, they definitely are their own persons.” Grandma Malon snaps me out of my thoughts before they could linger on the rest of my family back home. Soon Malon starts making her way over to the rest of us to properly meet us. She starts with Sky and Hyrule, before moving over to Warriors, pa, and I. “Well, you look like a respectful knight in shining armor.”

“I like her.” Typical egotistical Warriors.

“That’s the last thing you needed t’ hear.” Pa and I both said at the same time. As soon as we say that grandma Malon turns her attention to the both of us. When our eyes meet I could see stars in her eyes. She started with pa first. ‘Poor pa.’ I thought laughing. Malon grabs pa’s face with both hands effectively squishing his face. I quickly glance over to Time and see him just barely holding back his laughter while watching the interaction between pa and grandma Malon.

“Now that’s more like it! *excited laugh* A strong boy like you couldn’t grow like this in no castle-town! *giggle* Spirit of a Hero, blood of a knight, but this one’s got the build of a farmer!” I hold back my laughter. Malon has no idea yet how right she is.

“Uh, heh, yes actually.” When pa says that grandma Malon’s eyes shined brighter, which I did not think possible.

Narrators POV:

“Ya need t’ tell me later how long you’ve been a farmer, alright?” When Twilight looked Malon in the eyes he knew she was serious, and that it was not really a question, but also not a command. “Of course, I’d love to.” With that Malon moved on to Tyra.

“My husband told me a bit about you. My dear, you’re beautiful. I can tell you got good genes in ya! Your parents must be so proud of you! And by the looks of it you’ve got strong spirit and strength from whoever your father is, as well as the build of a farmer!” Tyra blushed when Malon said she was beautiful. Both Tyra and Twilight get embarrassed when praised and complimented.

When Time turned his attention away from his protégé and turned towards the kitten he had to do a double take. ‘Where is Tyra’s wolf pelt and what happened to her markings?’ For a moment Time was confused until Tyra looked at him and winked.

‘Oh. I understand now.’ Tyra was hiding her markings and removed her wolf pelt to help Time surprise Malon. If she didn’t hide her markings and remove her wolf pelt, then Malon would easily find out that Twilight and Tyra are their descendants before Time could reveal it to her. “I’m also a farmer.”

Once Tyra said this Malon’s eyes shined even brighter which didn’t seem possible to Time, Twilight, and Tyra until Malon proved them wrong. Malon repeated the same thing she said to Twilight with Tyra. And Tyra happily agreed to share that with Malon. After that Malon meet everyone else. “Where’s your father?”

“Delivering in town. You know him, he’ll take his time. So I’m glad we have this many guests.”

*One hour later*

Time finds Tyra alone in the barn brushing Rosamond, Twilight stepped out for a moment, he walks over to Tyra. Once he’s close enough Rosamond gently head butts Time, before he gently pets her nose. “Hello Time, everything alright?” Tyra asks breaking the silence.

“Everything’s fine, just wanted to thank you for hiding your markings and putting away your wolf pelt so Malon doesn’t figure it out before I reveal it to her.” Time whispered to his descendant.

“Of course. I knew when I first joined that Malon hadn’t met the other’s yet, I planned to do this all along. Now shoo before Malon finds ya and gets suspicious.” Tyra quickly whispers back.

“Alright, just don’t you and Twilight forget to take breaks. We don’t need you two collapsing from exhaustion.”

“Yes sir!” Time rolls his eye at that but laughs anyway. As Time leaves Twilight returns. “What did you and Time talk about?”

“Nothing too important. He wants us t’ make sure we take some breaks so we’re not ‘collapsing from exhaustion’ as he put it.” Twilight laughs a little at the impression of Time his daughter did. “That impression was better than the captains’. Good job kitten.”

“Thanks. You know, I think I should start trying t’ get used to calling you by your Hero title. For when we’re in towns and villages. Otherwise we’ll be getting weird looks, ya know?” Twilight thought about this for a moment. Tyra does have a point most people won’t understand it and give them weird looks. ‘All Malon seems to know is that one of the other Links -not including Time, Wind, or Four- is Tyra’s father. But she doesn’t know who and probably won’t know who.’

“That’s a good idea. Any reason why your markings are gone?”

“I felt really conscious about them when meetin’ Malon and hid them with my powers.” Twilight gives her a look that says he only believes half of what she said. “I can’t say anything other than you’ll know later. But there is a reason.”

“ Sigh. Who else noticed?” Twilight asked because he knows he’s not the only one who would have noticed that Tyra’s markings are gone. “Only Time, Wild, and Four. The other’s have not noticed.”

Twilight thought on this, of course Time knows because Tyra likely told Time the reason why unless it was his idea to possibly prank the others. A few nights ago when Tyra had that nightmare about his death, when Wild went back to sleep Tyra, Twilight, and Time were the only ones still up.

Tyra told them how she can use her powers to change her appearance and showed them how it works. Tyra can basically change almost everything about her. She can change her hair color, hair length, her face, her voice, her body shape, the size of her chest - which she did not show only told because, ew that’s inappropriate - but she can’t change what’s between her legs.

She told them that one time she disguised herself as a man, and somehow got into a fight with another man. And since the man thought she was a guy he went to kick her where it would hurt a guy. Well it didn’t work because she can’t change her gender and she can only look like a guy and so he blew her cover by doing that. (A/N: She repaid him by kicking him where it hurts before knocking him unconscious)

‘Does Time want to prank the others?’ Twilight’s not hurt he’s potentially not in on the prank, what are you talking about. Twilight can only keep secrets when pulling pranks and Tyra’s the same way. “It’s not a prank p- Twilight.” Tyra assures Twilight.

“Then what is it? Tyra you’re bad at keeping secrets…” The words ‘just like me’ went unsaid but Tyra knew what he meant to say.

“I know. Sigh. Twilight, it’s not mine t’ tell, but I promise you will know later.”

“Alright, I trust you.” Twilight knows he won’t get an answer out of his stubborn daughter and even more stubborn ancestor, so he lets it go. “What’d you tell Four and Wild when they asked about yer markings?” Looking over to Tyra he sees a huge wolfish grin spread across her face. “What’d you do?”

Tyra stops what she’s doing and walks over to whisper in Twilight’s ear. “I pranked ‘em. I managed t’ convince them that I didn’t know my markings disappeared.” After she tells him they both start laughing like madmen. “I also said that I don’t know how they could disappear.” She quietly added after they both stopped laughing.

Twilight just shakes his head with a smile on his face. A few minutes later Twilight and Tyra finish brushing their horses and take them back outside the barn and over to the fenced area where the other horses were grazing. All around the outside of the long oval fence was what looked to be a small race track for horseback riding.

Once Twilight’s Epona and Rosamond were settled Tyra and Twilight decided to chop some wood since it looked like the firewood supply was starting to get low (and needed to get done). Almost thirty minutes into chopping wood from across the ranch Tyra and Twilight see Legend walking over to Wind and Warriors holding the captain’s bag of rupees.

“I’ve got a bag of rupees here for anyone willing to handle the cuccos.”

“Those were my rupees, not to be used to KILL someone.” Twilight chuckles a bit at what was happening, while Tyra shook her head in disappointment. “I’ll do it! I love these tiny birds.” Sky shows up out of nowhere and picks up a cucco. Legend throws the bag of rupees on the ground before stomping off. “What? You afraid?”

Tyra’s had enough of this and picks up a very calm cucco and walks up to Legend stopping him in his tracks. “Legend, if you want cuccos t’ like you, you have t’ treat ‘em kindly.” Before Legend could open his mouth to say anything Tyra shoves the cucco not his arms. As soon as the cucco is in Legend’s hand the cucco starts attacking him before he even did anything. Behind Legend, Warriors, Wind, and Sky are bent over laughing at Legend, and behind Tyra, Twilightwas chuckling at the whole situation.

Not far from Twilight, over by the door to the barn Time and Malon were exiting the barn with Time’s Epona who was just freshly brushed. Time and Malon have been watching the whole time. Malon was surprised at how quickly that calm cucco turned aggressive as soon as Legend started holding it.

Tyra lets out an exasperated laugh before grabbing the cucco from Legend’s hands to put it down. As soon as Tyra grabs the cucco it’s calm again. Everyone except Tyra and Twilight were shocked by what they just witnessed. “HOW DID YOU DO THAT?!” Legend, Sky, Wind, and Warriors all yelled at the same time. Tyra stands back up and looks at them calmly and unhelpfully says,

“I’m nice to animals.” Then she walks back over to Twilight ignoring anymore questions from the four of them. When Tyra rejoins Twilight where they were chopping firewood she sees the exasperated fond look in his face.

Both Time and Malon were surprised at how quickly the cucco calmed down when Tyra grabbed it from Legend’s hands. Malon turns to Time to get an answer on what just happened. Time sees the look Malon’s giving him, and he knows what she wants to know.

“First time I’ve ever seen Tyra calm a cucco. But, she is very nice to animals and loves animals.” That wasn’t the answer Malon wanted but that was the only answer Time had. Malon lets it go knowing Time didn’t have an answer and they bring Epona over to where Twilight and Tyra’s horses are. After they pass Twilight turns to his daughter. “What was your goal?”

“I actually wanted t’ help ‘im stop being scared of a small bird.” That made a lot of sense, if Legend stopped being scared of cuccos then maybe they won’t attack him.

“You know that now they’ll call both of us animal whisperers.”

“Well, that’s not far from the truth.” Tyra whispers to Twilight so only he hears. Chuckling he shakes his head. “You’re not wrong. Just be careful.”

“I will, promise.”

*Time skip (Dinner)*

Time just left the kitchen to go clean up when Malon and the other’s start talking. Malon tells them that Time has told her every bit of information including his darkest moments in his journey and that she knows more than them - well except Tyra. Because Tyra knows everything Malon knows and more. But Tyra ain’t saying anything. “Try us.”

“Well, for one thing I know how old he is. His age on the inside.”

‘In my timeline his age on the inside was still aging while he waited for pa to start his journey. And it’s still aging since his spirit has been around since I was born.’ Tyra thought to herself.

“Really? Tell us.”

‘Seriously?’

“No way! He’d be upset. I can handle his silence… But… not that sort of silence.”

“Well, we guess 60.”

“60? Ha! Oh my, no not 60.”

‘None of you will be around him when his age on the inside is 60- well except maybe pa when he’s a baby, maybe.’ Even in her thoughts Tyra will not put any focus on Time’s mental age. Tyra promised Time that she would NEVER reveal it to anyone, not even Twilight.

(A/N: If JoJo is not going to mention Time’s mental age then I’m not assigning him one AT ALL! Haha. Sorry not sorry. This was funny. I had to do this, please forgive me or don’t I don’t care.)

*Time skip (Nighttime- after dinner)*

Tyra, Twilight, and the other’s are settling in for the night when Time comes in. “We’ve never had this many guests at once it’s a bit cozy. But I’ve seen you all put up with worse.” The other’s quickly reassure Time that they’re fine and how hospitable he and Malon have been the whole day. Twilight’s sitting on the floor with his back against the wall with Tyra’s head in his lap, as he’s running his fingers through her hair getting rid of any knots she missed when she brushed her hair.

Time turns his attention to the two with a carefree smile on his face that neither miss. “Now then, there’s a conversation the three of us have been putting off for sometime now.” Tyra nods already knowing where Time’s going with this.

“Uh… y- yeah.” Tyra and Twilight get up and follow Time into the hallway out of earshot of the other’s. Time turns to Twilight and Tyra before mentioning how Time and Twilight are not only related by spirit but by blood and quickly says, “And now we know that Tyra also shares blood with us. Do either of you have any doubt?”

Corroded armor covered in vines and a skeletal face with one red eye quickly flashes through Twilight’s mind. A golden Poe in Hylian form wearing a white tunic with a black undertunic, looking at her with one loving blue eye and a joyful smile quickly flashes through Tyra’s mind. “No. Without a doubt.” Tyra and Twilight say together.

While Tyra says it with determination along with joyful pride, Twilight says it with serious determination. Seeing this Time and Tyra both decide to tease Twilight. “So intense! Calm down.”

“Pa, hears a question and gives serious answer.”

“I am calm. Stop making fun of me.”

“Sorry pa, we couldn’t help it. You walked into that one.”

“She’s right. I just wanted to hear ya reconfirm. I should tell you both, Malon knows. She doesn’t know which one of you boys is the descendant and Tyra’s father. I’ve had her guessing all day. I don’t think she figured it out. Tyra hid her markings as to not ruin the surprise.”

“What you knew?!”

“Of course I did. I told ya I know everything that’s to happen on this journey and this was one of them. Although I didn’t know exactly when we would first arrive at Lon Lon Ranch.” For a moment Twilight forgot his daughter was from the future of his timeline and that for her this journey is history.

Twilight lets out a heavy groan when he remembers that and Time and Tyra chuckle at his reaction. Walking into the kitchen Tyra sees Malon anxiously waiting sitting at the table. Time walks in first followed by Twilight and Tyra.

As Tyra closes the door to the kitchen behind her Malon turns around and smiles. “I knew it. Aww. Come here let me get a good look at both of you. Ya’ll’re lucky you don’t have his nose.” Twilight lightly chuckled as Tyra giggles.

Teasingly -kind of- Time says, “It’s a shame really.” At that Tyra chuckles.

“You both look as different as the other’s- not including each other, you both look a lot alike. How big is this family tree?”

‘Not as big as you think. Pa’s your grandson and I’m your great granddaughter. But I can’t tell you that.’ Thought Tyra. Tyra started twirling her hair but quickly stops knowing if Time or Twilight saw her they would know she’s hiding something.

“Well, we can’t say for certain. But it must be many generations because any heroic deeds have obscured into ancient legends.” Before continuing Time moves in between Twilight and Tyra putting his hands on their heads and ruffling their hair. Twilight freezes for a moment as no one’s done that since he was a kid and did not expect that from Time.

Tyra only giggles as that was an almost everyday occurrence -before her father died- by either Time’s spirit or Twilight. “It’d take centuries to water down that red hair.” When Time moves over to Malon holding her in a loving way Twilight and Tyra give soft smiles. ‘I feel so bad about not telling the truth but maybe it’s a good thing? Because then grandpa Time won’t know before his death that his daughter never knows the full story of her father.’

During her childhood Time’s spirit told her some of his regrets after his death. Time told her that Malon was so broken by his death she could barely talk about him to their daughter/ Twilight’s mother. ‘Looking back it seemed that grandpa Time didn’t know that his daughter never really knew his story before he died. I wish I could scream the truth for all to hear but I can’t. The full truth will bring both joy and pain to everyone involved.’

“And you three are risking your lives out there!” Tyra winced when Malon yelled snapping her out of her thoughts. A small argument ensues between Time and Malon. ‘I ‘member grandpa Time telling me about the time he came home missing his right eye still bleeding. Grandma Malon was so mad at him but also really worried sick over his wellbeing. Afterwards, he couldn’t leave the ranch until after his eye was properly healed.’

Time then moves back behind Twilight and Tyra grabbing them by their shoulders (Time’s right hand grabbing Twilight’s right shoulder and his left hand grabbing Tyra’s left shoulder), then pulls them in close to him. “Darling you should see them on the battlefield. I’m so proud!” Twilight feels embarrassed and happy hearing Time say that.

“That’s what I’m afraid of! If they and the boys have your same spirit, I’m already worried sick!” As Malon mumbles something about armor and gear Time looks to them for some help. Tyra quickly jumps to helping Time calm Malon. “Rest assured, we’ve held our own well enough, promise.” Twilight nods.

“Yes, have a seat.” Malon makes sure to tell Time that they will finish their conversation later, before sitting down to listen to Twilight and Tyra.

“So tell me about yourselves dears.” Malon starts the new conversation. Twilight decides to go first. “Well, I don’t ‘member too much of my early childhood, I lost both my parents when I was young. Then I ‘member getting lost in within Faron Woods. I ‘member I was 8 when I first got to Faron Woods and my birthday was in a few days.”

“How did you survive alone in the Woods where monsters may have been lurking?” Malon asked worriedly.

“Uh, there was this friendly wolf that found me in Faron Woods, he protected me, made sure I ate and guided me through Faron Woods until we found Ordon Village. Once we reached Ordon Village the wolf left and went back to Faron Woods.” Twilight sighs happily.

“As I was about to enter the village my adoptive father Rusl was exiting the village to patrol Faron Woods for any danger. Found me and he and his wife Uli took me in and raised me.” Twilight finished. Malon and Time are shocked that a wolf helped Twilight through Faron Woods to Ordon Village where he would be safe.

“And you spent your birthday with this wolf?” Time asked. Twilight nervously chuckles scratching the back of his neck. “Yes. It was nice, there was no cake but, I ate fish and meat that I cooked on the fire I lit- I already knew how a I ‘member camping with my mother before she died and taught me how to light a fire.” Twilight paused before continuing.

“The wolf howled in celebration of my birthday and other small animals came and played with me. Overall, it was a great day and I’m so thankful to that wolf.” Answered Twilight. Tyra smiled and rubbed his arm, he turned and smiled before ruffling her hair, and turning back to Time and Malon.

“Did ya ever see the wolf again and thank him?” Asked Malon.

“Yes, I saw him for a couple of years until I was 13; after that I didn’t see him until I was 18. I think he knew I was grateful to him for being there whenever I needed.” Malon and Time smile thinking about how Twilight had always been an animal lover and that they’re grateful to that wolf for protecting and caring for Twilight. Twilight then turns the conversation away from himself to Tyra before he talks about his journey. Tyra sees what he’s doing and goes along with it.

“So I was born in Ordon Village, I can’t reveal who my mother is as it could change history- but I had a great childhood. And the wolf pa talked about comes back and was there for my whole childhood.” Tyra starts off. Malon and Time are shocked at how the wolf was still there. Twilight on the other hand understood and knew what Tyra meant by that.

‘How?! Why? Isn’t he supposed to be in the afterlife- wait -he knew about what was to come in Tyra’s future and was worried about her!’ Twilight thought. The only other reason Shade/Time would stay would be for Tyra, to help her. Twilight mentally smacked himself for not realizing this sooner. “Time you’ve told Malon about pa’s shapeshifting?” Tyra quickly asks. Both Time and Malon nod, as Time doesn’t know much about it he only told Malon Twilight can shape shift into a wolf.

“Well, due t’ all the times pa shapeshifted his Hylian DNA and his wolf DNA combined as the lines blurred and when I was born, I had the ability t’ freely shapeshift and have the same markings as him. I’m basically an Hylian/wolf hybrid. When I was a baby I got really sick- deathly sick -everyone was starting t’ lose hope- but not pa.” Tyra pauses taking a deep breath.

“Pa went t’ the spirit spring of Ordona who protects Ordon Village and pleaded and prayed for me t’ be saved. Unfortunately, Ordona couldn’t help but she pleaded and prayed to the Goddess Hylia on pa’s behalf. Hylia was so moved by the love pa had for me that she agreed. Hylia healed me and gifted me some of her powers. No I do not have a triforce on my hand. I used my powers t’ hide my markings.” Tyra reveals her markings.

“I should also add that because I’m a Hylian/wolf hybrid, my wolf form can sometimes be dangerous for myself and those around me. I need t’ be careful with my anger. When I become enraged or angry the wolf inside me tries t’ break out and wreak havoc.” Tyra finishes. Malon takes a moment to think on what she’s been told. Her descendant’s daughter was born a hybrid, has to keep her emotions in check, and almost died before being saved and gifted powers by Hylia.

Out of all the oddities she’s been told by her husband, what Tyra just told her is on par with Termina’s moon. Which she didn’t think possible. When Malon glances at Time it’s clear he’s of the same mind as her.

“While I wish that never happened, I’m glad Hylia saved and gifted ya powers Tyra. You are a blessing from the Goddesses, truly. Now can I see your wolf forms? Tyra and Twilight nod happily. They both stand and move away from the table so both Time and Malon can see them transform. Twilight grabs his shadow crystal transforming first, before sitting on his hind legs waiting for Tyra.

When Tyra sees Twilight’s done transforming, she closes her eyes and focuses on her wolf form. Soon she’s surrounded by the same dark cloud that surrounded Twilight. Once the dark cloud clears Tyra’s sitting on her hind legs next to Twilight. ‘Oh. My. Goddesses! They are so cute! Twilight’s a dark blue-grayish wolf, with his beautiful cobalt blue eyes! And Tyra! Oh, Tyra’s a gorgeous white and light gray wolf, with her blueish- silver eyes!!’ Malon mentally squealed.

(A/N: Twilight’s eyes are a dark cobalt blue that is as deep as the ocean, while Tyra’s eyes are a light blueish-silver- mostly blue- that are as beautiful and shifting as a partly cloudy-few clouds in the sky-day)

“Aww, you two are beautiful and adorable! Come over ‘ere so I can pet y’all.” Twilight and Tyra happily go over to Malon. Time and Malon pushed their chairs back from the table so both Twilight and Tyra could move in front of them. Malon scratches them behind their ears with a big smile on her face. Soon Twilight and Tyra start licking Malon’s hands and arms.

“Haha! Stop! Hah! That- that tickles! Hahahaha..” Malon Laughs uncontrollably. Time sees this and chuckles. Soon they stop licking Malon and move over to Time silently asking for pets from him as well. If Malon wasn’t the one watching and it was the other seven Link’s, Time would not give in to petting them so easily. (A/N: Time around the other Links: won’t give pets until trapped underneath Wolfie (or Wolfie’s daughter). Time around only Malon: will give pets immediately)

Time should have seen it coming, should have- he didn’t -if they did it to Malon they would do it to him. Tyra and Twilight started licking Time’s hands and arms. If asked Twilight and Tyra’s answer would be ‘No one, not even Time can escape the love!’

They stopped when they finally got Time laughing- almost ten minutes straight of them licking Time. (A/N: Malon started laughing immediately when they started licking her) Once they all calmed down, Twilight and Tyra transformed back and sit down to continue talking.

Tyra talks about her teen to early young adult years. She even reveals Twilight’s death when she was 18 and her outburst within the Queen’s throne room. “That was the worst day of my life so far. My wolf side completely took over and I went red with pure rage and heartache at everything and everyone who angered me. I’m not proud of it but I’m not sorry for speaking my mind to that good for nothing Queen!” Tyra finishes.

After hearing everything many emotions were swirling around inside Malon. She was devastated learning about Twilight’s eventual death; angry at the Queen, heartbroken learning Tyra lost control of her wolf, and absolute pure rage at the Gerudo soldier’s who killed Twilight.

Malon can’t think of anything to say so she gets up and walks around the table and pulls Tyra into a tight and comforting hug. Tyra doesn’t say anything and hugs back with the same intensity, quietly sobbing in Malon’s arms. Seeing this Time and Twilight join the hug as well. They all stand there hugging for almost ten minutes before sitting back down. Once they were all seated Tyra’s story was done- well as done as she wanted.

Tyra left out anything regarding Time’s spirit/ golden poe- aside from his wolf form and not giving a LOT of details- or about Time’s story after he dies.

With that all the attention turns back to Twilight. Luckily while Tyra was talking he figured out the best way to talk about his journey to save Hyrule. He leaves out anytime he got brutally injured during his journey. Skimmed over his first transformation, by not mentioning the pain or being chained to the floor of his cell. Mentions that he fought giant monsters pretty much every time he competed a temple/dungeon.

“How long did it take t’ complete one?” Malon asked concerned. Twilight thought for a moment before answering.

“Took me around ten days to complete a temple/dungeon. I believe there was about 2-3 weeks of travel in between each one.” Twilight answered. That only made Malon worry more, she knows he handled himself well during his journey but fighting giant monsters is not easy- from what she’s been told. Tyra noticed right away how much information her father is leaving out.

‘He’s not mentioning Midna by name and is barely mentioning her at all. He’s not talking about any of the almost- fatal scars he has. Barely mentioning the Hero’s Shade as his mentor who taught him how to properly wield a sword. Not mentioning the hidden skills he learned at all. And most of all he’s not mentioning creating and fighting his own Dark Link.’ Tyra thought.

Tyra understands why her father is not mentioning any of those things to Time and Malon. The one thing Tyra focuses on that Twilight’s leaving out is his version of Dark Link, as she knows that at some point it will be revealed to the other’s- maybe not Malon though.

‘Sorry pa, Time and the other’s will eventually learn about that I’m sorry.’ Tyra knows that day was not one of Twilight’s proudest days, even though he came out of that as a better person thanks to Shade. Not long after they finish talking about Twilight’s journey they start talking about how to introduce Tyra’s wolf form to the other’s. “Aside from my husband, Wild, and Four, the other boys only know Twilight’s wolf form as ‘wolfie’ who’s a friendly wolf that’s helped you all during battles with monsters and comforted you all when you have nightmares. Did I get that right?” Malon asks.

“Yes, pa has had some bad reactions to his wolf form before this journey started. So he’s scared about how they would react when finding out.” Tyra explains to Malon. Malon then says that she doesn’t think the other’s would react negatively and that she understands why he’s hiding it.

“Are you going t’ hide yours as well darling?” Malon asks Tyra. Tyra doesn’t think long before answering. “Yes, I’ll hide mine as well. If they learn I have one they will start questionin’ if pa has one as well. I don’t want pa t’ be forced by them t’ reveal it ‘fore he’s ready. I’ll reveal mine when pa reveals his.” Malon and Time are impressed by what Tyra said confidently and also proud of her for doing what’s right.

“Well then, we’ll have to find a way to introduce your wolf form as ‘Wolfie’s’ daughter.” Started Time, bringing them back to the problem at hand.

Twilight nodded. “Knowin’ Warriors, he’ll jump t’ saying Tyra’s wolf form is ‘Wolfie’s’ lover.” Malon was surprised to hear this at first, but when she thought about it she wasn’t surprised anymore. Earlier in the day while everyone was working on the ranch she was walking past Warriors and Wind. Warriors was teasing Wind about a girl Wind helped in the last town they were in before coming to the ranch.

*Flashback*

“Stop talking about it Wars! She lost her cat, I found it for her and returned it to her. Nothing more!” Wind yelled at the captain. Warriors rolled his eyes. “Oh come on sailor it was so obvious! She fell in love when you found her car. So when’s the wedding?”

Wind let out a loud aggravated groan. “I’m done talking about this. Time! Warriors won’t stop teasing me and get back to working!” Wind yells for Time.

“Captain!” Time scolds. Warriors’ face goes pale with fear and rushes off to get to work.

*End of Flashback*

‘Warriors wouldn’t leave poor Wind alone until my Link got involved. Whenever he gives ‘is disappointed glare ya know ya messed up somethin’. Scary. But I love him.’

“True, unless as soon as Tyra shows up y’all immediately point out she’s ’Wolfie’s’ daughter.” Malon adds.

“Hmm, not sure Warriors will believe that.” Tyra says. All of them go silent thinking. What would be the best way to make sure the other’s know Tyra’s wolf form is Wolfie’s daughter. Soon Time speaks up. “Alright then, while you both are in your wolf forms, you’ll show father and daughter behavior.”

Malon, Twilight, and Tyra think on this for a moment. It’s a good idea, animals have certain tells that reveals if they are ‘lovers’ or ‘parent and baby’. The other’s may have to be told about the certain tells animals have. “That might work. While we’re transformed I could try an’ leave camp an’ pa could stop me. As he won’t want me t’ leave without ‘im there t’ protect me. That’s something I’ve seen lots of wild animals do with their young.”

“True, wild animals trust their mate(s) enough t’ be on their own. Parents always protect and care for their young.” Twilight adds. At that they all nod. Now that they’ve talked about that, Time’s finally found the courage to ask the questions that’s been on his mind for days now.

“Few more questions Tyra.” Time starts. Tyra nods giving Time the go ahead to ask his questions. “You said you know everything that’s to happen on this journey and after right?” Before Tyra can even answer Malon jumps in.

“Wait that’s true? What happens? Do any of the boys die?” Malon frantically asks so many questions and Time realizes his mistake. Time, Twilight, and Tyra calm her down and tell her that Tyra can’t reveal too much since it could change history. “Well, what I can tell ya is that everyone survives an’ defeat the shadow as that will not change at all.” At that Malon calms down and breathes a sigh of relief.

“Sorry ‘bout that dear, ask your questions.” Time kisses Malon’s forehead.

“It’s alright darling. Tyra how old was Twilight when you were born? Was he ready to be a father?” Tyra sat there for a moment thinking before she answered.

“Pa is currently 22. When this journey ends he will be 23. I will still be 21 as I joined the same day I turned 21.” Tyra starts off, confusing them with where she’s going with this. She takes a deep breath before continuing. “Four years after this journey ends, pa will marry my ma. Not long after they get married, ma will become pregnant with me. At this time pa will be 27, I’m not sure if when he first found out he was ready t’ be a father.”

Learning this Twilight blushes the same color as a red rupee. Revealing this should be fine as long as Ilia’s name is not mentioned at all. “But, when I was born an’ pa held me for the first time he was ready t’ be a father in that moment.”

“How old was Twilight when he died in the war when ya were 18?” Malon asked wanting to know and not wanting to know. Tyra took a shuddering breath. “Pa was 45 when he died. If he were still alive back home he would be 49 now.” Twilight didn’t know how to respond to that, but gave comforting support to his daughter.

Time also didn’t know what to say so he held Malon comforting her. Time couldn’t process what he learned. His descendant- his pup, becomes a father at 27 then dies in a war at 45. Time feels numb, not sad, not mad, just numb. Tyra feels bad for saying that, and wishes Twilight wasn’t in the room when she said it. Twilight hearing this might change history. They all take a while to calm down before Malon claps her hands together.

“Alright. Well, I believe we’ve all talked about every pressing matter. It’s time t’ get some rest.” They all stand up, hug and say goodnight with Twilight and Tyra leaving first. Once the door closes Malon turns to Time.

“They are so lovable. I feel a deeper connection t’ them than just ancestor an’ descendants. I feel as though they’re our son and granddaughter Link! Oh, I never want t’ let them go. I want them t’ stay here with us forever! And I wish father was here t’ meet them.” Time agrees with what Malon said- not really including the mention of Talon. He doesn’t want to say goodbye to them when this journey ends, but knows he has to. ‘Saying goodbye will be hard, but has to be done.’ Time thinks solemnly.

“Eh, Talon doesn’t believe half the stuff I tell him.”

Tyra’s POV:

As pa and I exit the kitchen I stop walking and pa notices turning back to me. “Everything alright kitten?” He asks worriedly. I sigh before answering.

“Yes, I’m fine pa. Just… need some fresh air is all. I won’t be long, promise.” Pa smiles softly nodding. (A/N: Twilight can see how emotionally exhausted his daughter is as he feels the same too, though not as much as Tyra is). “Alright, I trust ya. Just don’t leave the ranch.” He says nodding. Nodding I say, “I won’t, promise. Love ya, pa.” Before he can answer I exit the house heading over to where Rosamond was grazing earlier today.

I find the gate is unlocked, open it and walk to the center. Once I reach the center I take a deep breath.

Time’s POV:

As Malon and I are talking with me standing in front of her with my back to the kitchen door, I see out the window Tyra outside heading towards the small race track. “What is it?” Malon asks seeing me distracted. I move away from her and over to the window.

“Tyra’s outside.” Malon joins me at the window looking out.

“What’s she doing out there?”

“Not sure, but I’m going to find out.” I move away from the window heading for the door when Malon speaks up.

“Wait Link, I’m coming too!” Seeing the look on her face I know I can’t argue with her. I nod before exiting the house with my wife. Quietly we head over to where Tyra is. We hide close enough by her so we have a good view and hear what’s being said.

Tyra’s POV:

As I exhale I smell grandpa Time and Grandma Malon hiding near by. That’s fine they can watch and listen. ‘So far today has been the most exhausting day since I joined the other’s on this journey.’ I let out a heavy sigh.

“Tyra, when are ya gone learn t’ not shove down your feelings an’ pretend that everything’s alright.” I scold myself. After saying that out loud a golden light briefly flashes in my eyes before vanishing and revealing two golden wolf poes. My eyes widen as I immediately recognize the wolves. ‘Hello pa, grandpa Time. I’ve missed you.’

Narrators POV:

Time’s about to go and jump out to save Tyra from the poes before Tyra does something that stops him. “Hello, have you both been following me all this time?” Tyra says as she gets down on both knees and hugs them.

Both wolves did their best to return the hug. “First time in four years I’ve seen you both. What took so long?” Tyra whispered angrily at them. They both look ack at her with the best apologetic looks wolves can give. ‘So they tried but couldn’t until now?’ Tyra thought. Sighing Tyra forgave them by hugging them again whispering, “ I forgive you.”

Hearing that both wolves lick her face, surprisingly getting her face wet with wolf poe saliva. Chuckling she cleans her face. Tyra then stands and starts singing one of the lullabies her father sang to her after a nightmare.

(*DISCLAIMER: The song being used is NOT meant to connect this story and the song as a crossover. The song is ONLY being used as a lullaby and as a connection between Tyra and those she knows and cares about. Tyra has NO connection to Elsa from Frozen, All is found has no secret meaning within this story!*)

Where the North wind meets the sea

As she starts singing both wolves sit down and start howling along with her.

There’s a river full of memory

Singing always helps Tyra calm down.

Sleep, my darling, safe and sound

Tyra and the wolves are singing and howling -respectively- under the crescent moon leaving Time and Malon awestruck.

For in this river all is found

As Tyra was singing and the wolves were howling, all the surrounding fairies started dancing around her and the wolves.

In her waters deep and true

There was also a soft golden glow around Tyra.

Lie the answers and a path for you

Dive down deep into her sound

“Link, she almost looks like a Goddess.” Malon whispers.

But not too far or you’ll be drowned

Time quietly hums nodding in agreement.

Yes, she will sing to those who’ll hear

And in her song all magic flows

‘The kitten looks absolutely ethereal when singing.’

But can you brave what you most fear?

Their full attention was on Tyra, no longer noticing the fairies nor the wolves.

Can you face what the river knows?

Where the North wind meets the sea

Time and Malon are so captivated by Tyra’s ethereal singing that the only thought running through their minds was that they were watching either an angel or a Goddess in Hylian form singing their blessing upon the world.

There’s a mother full of memory

Come, my darling, homeward bound

When all is lost, then all is found

Unfortunately, the song soon ends, and when Tyra opens her eyes she notices the two golden wolf poes are gone. As Tyra turns to head back inside that’s when Time and Malon come out and walk over to her. They compliment Tyra on her singing, saying it was beautiful and ethereal.

Soon the three of them head back inside. When Tyra enters the room she sees that Twilight and Sky are both still awake. “You alright kitten? Sky was worried.”

“Yes, I’m alright.”

“So what was that conversation about?” Sky asks as they get comfortable, with Tyra cuddling up with Twilight.

Tyra and Twilight both answer saying, “Nothing, really.” With that all three fall asleep.

(A/N: I warned you, this is a long chapter! Hahaheh… sorry)

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Author's Notes ♡: Hey Hey, it’s me, ya girl and I’m back with another collab! Ive always loved the roommates theme and have a few ideas for some other ones in my head making this. It’s kinda all over the place because it was a professing with their friendship! Yes I made a Zelda reference and I land about it no. I know Rapp is seen as violent and dense but but this is in a collage au so he’s just a bit...aloof I just love the idea of him actually being a big softie ʕ⊙ᴥ⊙ʔ. I hope you enjoy! ~ bunny ❥

Warnings : NSFW!!! (◎_◎;)

Sweet caring sorta himbo(meh?) Rappa, female oral, Big Dick Rappa , sorta size kink if you really sqint,cheater ex mentioned like once , language

Word count : About 5k! Yikes ^^’

Paring(s) : Kendo Rappa x F! Reader

Enjoy ♡

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Having Kendo Rappa as a roommate is an interesting feat in itself. He is big, and loud , very very loud. He wasn't a bad roommate he just..was like a cute large and fluffy puppy that didn't know his size...or power. Their interactions started as the two met during a halloween party one of the frat houses down the street thew. [ ] went as Midna, her best friend Rumi was dressed as Impa while the last two of her friend group , Amaya and Asa, a pair of sisters, were dressed as fairies. “[ ]! Rumi! you two are so cute! Zelda costumes?” Asa asked as her sister ran up to admire their outfits. “Yeah! [ ] wanted to do some characters that matched us y'know?” She said as she nudged her quiet friend , the girl jumped and laughed , scratching her neck as she gave the excited sisters a small smile “If i was coming out tonight I was gonna wear what i wanted to really wear” [ ] said as the group of them laughed and mingled with their other friends and classmates. While heading to get juice , she heard loud screaming , as the sport boys were starting to show up. First was the football team, then the basketball. Baseball and wrestling came next, then the smaller clubs finished them out. Sighing [ ] was content away from everyone as she watched mayhem ensure, chugging of barrels , more music, girls swarming around the players they crushed on as they did minor things, like talk to their teammates or eating from one of the big food trays laying around. Feeling a tap on her shoulder broke her from her people watching, Rumi giving her a bright smile as she took a cup and joined her. “How's my favorite antisocial babe doing now that all of the party has arrived?” She asked as [ ] gave her a pained smile, going to get more if something to drink “Well I don't feel the need to smack anyone is that a good sign?” she chuckled as she got a hug from the more energetic girl “That's my girl! Don't worry, i wanna get out asap but we’re gonna need our favourite pair of sisters before that can happen and it seems like they're fawning over some of the baseball boys as we speak” Rumi said as they watched a familiar tutu of blue go by, followed by a pink one going a similar way. “I don't get it… but at least their taste in men isn't too bad” [ ] joked as Rumi agreed , laughing “Yeah miss tsundere, you can't stand saps, or most of the jocks either” giving the white haired girl a look she rolled her eyes and gave her own laugh back “Yeah I guess i'm either picky or just got high standards” “Ain't nothing wrong with that we all do!” She said as she elbowed the girl beside her.

As the two of them sat there and talked Rumi glanced past her and her eyes widened, causing [ ] to stop talking “What is it-” before she could question her, the white haired girl jumped up, waving at someone “Rap! Over here!” Constantly yelling to someone [ ] started to ask again when a booming voice came from above her “HEY RUMI” a very loud voice called as stomping could be heard before it stopped “I see you took our idea huh?” With that comment [ ] turned around only to be face to face with a dark cover chest, only to then look up to some of the most warm and amber colored eyes looking down at her “Hello there little lady, I like your costume! Erm..Midna aint it?” The giant ganon dressed man questioned as all she could do was shake her head in agreement, causing the giant male to laugh “Awe don't be shy of me kitten i ain't gonna bite!” He chuckled some more as her friend jumped in “I told you she was shy! Be nice Rappa!” Rumi yelled at the flaming red head as he gave her a toothy grin “Oh I was just teasin’ , I bet I ain't hurt her feelin’s did I sweetheart?” Rappa questioned as [ ] face felt hot, hiding her face in her hands as the teasing duo laughed causing the girl to huff “I'm tired of you two already” She said as a giant warm hand touched her shoulders “Awe dont be like that hun, in time ya’l love me” Rappa teased as he gave her a smile,making her stomach flutter “Yeah! This is who wanted you to meet anyway [ ]! This is Kendo Rappa, our top wrestling boy, Rappa this is my adorable best friend [ ]!” Rumi said as the two gave each other a shy smile , a sly one creeping up on Rumis as she thought to herself “Yeah, this'll definitely happen”

Since then the two had become more acquainted , having many classes together and sharing some similar friends [ ] was used to the bruting and sometimes dense man making a random ( and loud) appearance. As [ ] sat in her mostly empty room thanks to her last roommate moving out after constantly breaking sound rules and getting into it with the girl downstairs for being in her bed with her boyfriend (Yikes) she felt a sense of calm. Closing her chemistry book and letting out a relieved sigh [ ] thought about the fact she was going to get a new roommate, the thought was nerve wracking but also it was exciting as well. It was almost too quiet , having the last room by the stairs meant she didn't have to deal with many people besides her friend group. They weren't loud , unless one of her friends decided to get laid and made way too many sounds, or if their neighbors under them threw parties or also had...extra partners coming around. She definitely could feel she was sorta excited she was going to have a roommate again. The sisters had a room to the left of her while Rumi had the one to the right, sharing it with a girl they knew from math. The rooms were not gender defined, some girls having rooms with guys and vise versa so it made it easy to get a room.

These dorms were also quite spacious, the walls not paper thin and a large enough area space that could house two or maybe even three people. So when she heard a knock on her door she expected it to be her new roommate she was advised would come today. Happily opening the door she was shocked and almost terrified to see just a box, well actually a few boxed stacked hiding whoever it was behind them. But if the faed rustic orange hair and wide shoulders meant anything she knew her new roommate already “K-kendo?” [ ] said as the boxes walked by her , landing with a soft thud as bangs covered the male “[ ]? Is that you?” moving his hair out of the way their eyes had the same expression, shocked. “Uh h-hey there sweetheart why isn't this cute, we’re roomies hun?” he laughed as she couldn't help but give him a smile back. “I never expected to see you as my roommate” [ ] teased as Rappa gave her a hardy laugh “Well it looks like me and you are gonna be close friends here darlin’!” With a wide smile he picked her up and gave her a tight hug, taking her breath away ‘ Oh boy i wonder how this will turn out’ she thought as she was eye leve with her giant puppy like friend, his eyes filled of joy

Which leads into now, [ ] trying her hardest to read up on what her next project could be. As she sat there thinking she heard the tale tell sound of her roommate entering with some of his teammates, the boys loud and rambunctious as they entered. Feeling a heavy hand on her shoulder she looked up to the towering boy that was her roommate, his eyes just as bright as usual. “Hey darlin, we're just gonna talk up sum strats a for the upcoming match and play some games in the back , is that alright?” He asked with pleading eyes as one of his more cocky and jock like friends spoke up “Well youre the man here, dont let some women say if we cant or can be here” Rolling her eyes and proceeding to stand up and push past the wide eyed boy who knew what was going to happen. [ ] took in a breath before opening her eyes to look up to the boy “Well it is my room, i pay shit here and the man over there didnt get this place, so i do choose who can and cant come through my place” She said as she pointed a finger to the boys chest. Trying to push his luck he pushed back against her finger “ I bet you just haven’t gotten a good enough dicking for you to just stay out of the way” He laughed. Before [ ] could hit him hard enough her rust haired friend moved in , clearly towering the boy “Yer better watch yer mouth, she has her right around here, im invatin her space so watch it before there's no place for any of us to relax without rules” He said as the boy sucked up any laughing and nodded his head in understanding. Surprised by her usually aloof roommate [ ] stood back and went back to her work, the other boys scrambling behind kendo as the boy who tried to challenge her jumped to follow, never making a move to mock or do anything again.

The boys picked back up and were having fun in the back room of kendo’s , sighs and groans when they lost and victorious laughs and screams if someone won. Once they all left and everything settle to a quiet rumble as the last few funneled out [ ] could here herself think, reading up on chemistry as she felt a presence behind her. “ ‘M sorry, i didn't know my question wouldve cause a roar outta ya..” Kendo started as she smiled gently, turning to face the wounded boy “Its okay….guess it just lit something in me i always did y'know?” She said with a small laugh as she went to type again, but was stopped by the hulking boy. “I gotta make it up to ya alright? I know i aint say anythin that he did but…. It feels like my fault y'know?” He admitted as his large hand covered hers. “You wont live this down will you?” She questioned as his eyes flickered up to hers, sparking. “Nope, not at all. Lemme treat ya right okay?” For such innocent words [ ] couldnt help the shiver that ran down her back at his words. Maybe it was because he was so close, or that the smell of his cologne was too much, either way her head was spinning as she let him still hold her hand as he tugged her away from her computer , his smile widening as she reluctantly shut the bright screen “Great! Now let's get something to eat im starvin” He rasped out as [ ] gave him a giggle that made the boy stop in his tracks. He always thought she had a cute giggle but this one,for some reason , made his heart and chest feel warm and tight. Ignoring the feeling he took the girl with him, the two headed out to get something to eat as they headed down , the sound of her giggling still running though kendos mind.

Getting a random frantic text from Kendo wasn't unusual, in fact it was quite common for him to do such, which now didn't faze [ ] at all but this one was...particularly odd giving what he was asking ‘Hair? And messy? What in the world is he up to’ [. ] thought to herself as she headed to her shared room with the boy, nervous of what scene she could be entering.

Sighing after his last text she hurried her way to their dorm room and in fact he did leave the door open, making her more nervous as she entered the living room. “Kendo?” [ ] called out as she heard a gruff sound come from her bathroom. Entering was a sight of its own; towels, a bowl of some..substance , bags and bottles of body wash and a one flustered and shirtless Kendo. “[ ]! ‘M so glad yer home here take this” The large man said as he handed her an old toothbrush that was frayed and covered with the same odd substance in the bowl. The lingering smell from the room eventually gave it away ; shampoos. “Uh why do i need this? And why is there shampoo on a toothbrush” She questioned as he groaned, taking the towel off his head as she blinked owlishly at his very faded red orange hair, the color now more of a neon pumpkin. Shaking off extra water caused even more of his hair to fall, landing between his shoulder blades as he gave [ ] a desperate look. “It wont come out, and the more i scub the more...orange i become. I look like a orange peel” He whined as [ ] figured out what he was trying to do

“ You wanna remove the color right? A bowl of shampoo and body wash isnt strong enough” Going into their kitchen she grabbed some baking soda and lemon juice , coming back to the hopeless boy “Let me mix something up ive used before okay? Then we can proceed with your hair” Two and a half hours later the boys hair was now a light peachy orange, just light enough to take up with bleach “Well, if were gonna go for blonde ill go get some bleach and some masks, deep conditioners too, your hair is definitely gonna need it and I don’t want it breaking off because you're impatient to take care of it” she sighed as he was amazed at his hair, running a large hand through the still damp mess atop his head “Wow yer good” He said as she smiled at him, taking her keys “And you have a lot of hair. I'll be back” She said as she hopped up “Wait! Lemme go with you?” He asked but also seemed to demand, pleading eyes looking down at hers as wet hair dropped onto his still bare chest.

Trying not to be hypnotized by where they landed and proceeded to slide down she looked up at her amber eyed friend, who was staring intently as he waited for her answer, soft “Please?” coming from his lips. Sighing dramatically on purpose [ ] laughed at him, giving him a grin “of course you can you big puppy” she said as he picked her up in a hug, a gesture that shows his excitement she's come to learn. Putting her down he went to go to the door before his friend called him out “uhm Kendo? You don’t have on a shirt” she said plainly as he looked at her, raising a brow as he gave his rebuttal “Its hot” He responded. Giving him a side eyed look she turned from him and towards their bedrooms, [ ] sliding into his. Soon she came out with a sleeveless one, throwing it at the hulk of a guy infront of her “You can't come in the store without one” She said as he gave a growl of his own, sliding the shirt over his head as they left their apartment “Well at least ya got me one without sleeves” He huffed as they started back to the door, heading out to finally go to the store to start another process on Kendos hair, the male just excited to finally get rid of his pumpkin hair.

As Kendo sat in the shared living room with [ ] , deep conditioning his hair at her yelling request (‘If you dont re nourish it before you want me to bleach it , I won't do it!’ ) he watched his roommate and now his best friend wanderer around and do housley things for their apartment, the girl content as she cleaned and sorted out things in the kitchen, her body turned away from him as he started to think over how beautiful he thought she was. He want the type to brag or gloat about having so many girls comment on his size , height wised and well sometimes other ways , trying to tempt him to them. All while his friends wanted him to explain how he got the attention from the other gender , Kendo hated to admit it but ,he only wanted his roommates' affection. He knew how put together she was, smart and kind. He saw what her previous boyfriend did, a cheater that didnt take care of the beautiful soul he lived with. He couldnt stand seeing her come home and cry herself to sleep broke his heart, and when he fought the cheater, in the act he didnt feel bad once. Of course it ended their relationship, and [ ] yelled at him for fighting , explaining how he couldve ended in jail for fighting her ex, but he argued it would be worth it.

Sitting and mulling over everything he realized Rumi was right, hed do anything for [ ] but not the same for the other females that passed through his life. She actually, was the first person he did that for and that thought made his head dizzy. Moving from his place on the couch he went to stand in the kitchen, waiting for [ ] to come back from her room. Hearing the iconic sound of her feet pittering across the wooden floor he gave her a lopsided smile as she jumped, smacking into the chest of Kendo. Before [ ] could fall from impacting with his chest he caught her, holding her arm to his chest. “K-kendo! You shouldve told me you were in here! Why are you in here anyway?”[ ] scolded as he laughed, moving out of the shorter girl's way as he started his staring again, this time [ ] noticed him “......What?” She asked as he looked down at her, an unreadable look on his face. “Kendo” she called as he hummed, moving closer “Yer gorgeous” Kendo blurted out as [ ] started to stutter, eyes going wide. Taking teo steps forward he essentially trapped his friend between the corner of their kitchen canopy. “Remember when I fought that bastard of an ex you had?” Kendo asked as he saw [ ]’s eyes go soft , shaking her head “What about him...i'm still mad you almost lost everything just to fight him yknow” she huffed as he poked her cheek “Id do it again if it meant you'd be happy again yaknow” Kendo said as he leaned down to push his head against hers, amber and [ ] eyes mingling. Lifting his large hands he traced each side of her cheek, analyzing over her face as he nuzzled against her nose “Stop playin hard to get would ya? Bad enough you got my heart all in your little hands” he whispered as [ ] just started at the giant , her arms gently coming over to cover his that were place on her cheeks “K-ken..i need to start you hair..” She hopelessly try to argue as he groaned, burying his face into her neck. Squealing at his damp hair touching her shoulder [ ] jumped ,pushing the large boy back “Your hair's wet!” She whined as he chuckleed, mo\ving back as it turned into a booming laugh “Oh my ‘m sorry babe , you look surprised” He said as she smacked hsi chest “Go to the sink, i need to rinse the conditioner” She yelled as he hwld his hands up in a mocked surrender, pulling his shirt up and off in one fluid movement. Caught up by him stripping his shirt off [ ] gave him a glance over, the heaviness of him admitting feelings for her in his own unique way still lingering in her mind as the toned and strong back of her friend made her head hazy. Turning around from the lack of notice of his smaller friend Kendo caught the eys of [ ] staring, her eyes quickly flickering to his curious ones as he grinned “See somethin you like darlin?” He teased as she grunted, reaching up to push his head in the sink “Shut up and let me do your hair”

And like clockwork, Kendo rappa was an icy blonde after two days, a break given to his long ,thick and wavy hair, the giant boy looking over his new look as he sighed happily, loving to have his hair finally look normal. “Well damn [ ]! Ya made it even better than what i was thinking. Look! My hair’s all wavy at the ends and it's soft! Whatever you made me do made it feel better!” He raved as the girl looked over her work. And in fact it was highly even, his hair consistent and lavishy soft. Giving him a shy look she giggle “That's what a deep conditioner will do to damage hair and the way i'm always untangling your hair for you, i knew it would need it before you wanted to go white” She said as he just kept running his hands in his hair, turning back to her “I could just kiss you right now!” He blurted out as they both froze at his words, eyes wide from both parties “I-I aint mean it [ ]” He croaked out as she giggled, stepping back from him “O-of course you didnt, why would you i mean aha..”She said as she moved away more , his own words started to hit him as he realized the reverse effect it was having “NO! No, I'd want to kiss you, I really really want to. I just...want it to be on your terms okay?” he said as he grabbed her arm, holding her in front of him as if she'd float away if he didnt.

“Kendo...I..” [ ] started as she came back to his hip, laying between his legs onto his thankfully covered chest “I just dont want to lose you if you decide you wouldnt want me around” She whispered as he pulled her even closer, kissing her forehead as he stared at her “Dont you ever say that again ya hear me? Youll be my princess and ill be your humble er..knight” He hesitated as he tried to think of a sweet way to explain his feelings. [ ] looked up to him as she felt here eyes feel heavy with tears. Before one even fell Kendo pushed his lips as soft as the strong boy could, wrapping a large and beefy arm around her waist as he slipped his tongue in her mouth, letting his hand slide down to pull her up to sit on the tops of his thighs while he leaned against his dresser. Softly [ ] pushed her hand on his chest and pulled away, now eye to eye with Kendo “Sorry , d-did i overstep my place” He asked as she let out a snot, before laughing. Confused, Kendo went to talk before she stopped him “No no, youre good, just that if we keep kissing on this dressed there's gonna be a hole in the wall” She said as she pointed to where the mirror kept tapping a spot, scrapes already aroring it “R-right!” He laughed too, picking her up to set her on his bed “Now then...lemme serve you princess” He said before kissing her again, not letting her rebuttal his own comment. As the two kissed he made sure to be as gentle as he could be , at times clumsily nipping her lip or his hand pulling hard at her clothes.

All in the name of wanting to show how much she meant to him. Soon he pulled away, a small string of saliva strung between them from the hearty kissing. “[ ]...i think i love you” He said as she gave him a soft look , trying to catch her breath from the dramatic kiss they came from “Good, because i love your loud ass too Kendo” She teased as he smirked,leaning down to bite her neck, causing her to moan loudly “We’ll see whos loud after im done wit ya” he gave his own tease back as he moved between her plump thighs, kissing the flesh there as he pulled her shorts to the side, exposing her flushed lower lips. Gasping she reached for his hand that held her legs apart causing the fresh blonde to look up at her, eyes wandering over her face for signs of him to stop “I-Im not used to being this bare sorry..” She whimpered out as it dawned on the other side of her words “Have you ever ate out baby?” he asked as she hid her face from him, shaking ehr head as he groaned, pulling her shorts down as he saw her lacy panties , a smirk placed on his lips as he peeled them off too, a string of arousal keeping them plastered to her lips “fuck, that bastared really didnt take care of you” he growled as she sat up to see his darkening eyes kiss up to her lips whispering out a “but i will” as he sucked one of her lips into his mouth, causing a lound moan from the woman he was inbetween. Slowly he licked up her lips, searching for that small pearl as she whined, a hand coming down to tug his hair. Grunting he soon found it, sucking onto her clit as she gasped, her thighs shutting over his head as he looked up to her, watching as her back arched off of the bed once her pressed his tongue hard against her clit. Softly he let a hand run under her thigh, a single thick finger tracing over her twitching hole as he pushed it in gently, making [ ] squeal. “K-Ken!” She called out as he looked up again, catching her eyes and flushed face on his actions. Making a show of what he was doing he let a second one join the first as he sucked hard on her bud at the same time making [ ]’s eyes roll back as her hand fell from his head, nervous od pulling too hard. Kendo however had other plans. Feeling her walls tighten around his fingers he made sure to find that spongy spot and hitting it, finally pulling his lips from her clit as he smiled “Uuh Uh doll, look at me” He growled as she hesitantly glances at him, regretting that she did. He looked way too good, hair a mess as he was panting, catching his breath from being down on her. With evry pump of his fingers his muscle in his arm twitched, making her own walls spasm as she watched it “Ya like it sweetheart?” He asked as she shook her head, watching him move back to her pussy “Good, cause i aint done” He said as he gave her clit kitten licks beofe slurping on it, throwing a wink at her as he picked up his pace, making [ ]’s voice rise as she felt herself getting close before quickly snapping at a particular hard thrust of his finger to her spot on her walls.

Letting out a light scream she came over his fingers and tongue, the male laughing gleefully as he sucked up her juices. LEtting her come down some he watched her face as bliss spread through her body and a sense of confidence whent though his. Slowly he picked up the pace of his fingers again, going from a shallow push to more stroking as he heard [ ] whine, grabbing at his hand “Uh uh sweetheart, you taste too good fro me to only let you cum on my tongue once” he said as he pushed her down by her stomach, letting her take his spare hand as he went back to suckling on her lower lips. He knew he had a lot in stored for her, and watching the newly admitted love of his life cum from his pleasing was enough for him to realized he needed to do more. Popping off her clit as puling his fingers gently out he looked at her ravished body, using his non wet hand to pull at his sweats. “Youre beautiful like this [ ]” kendo said as she took in heavy breaths, feeling her throat close as he stroked his massive size, rubbing the swollen head as he looked at her , giving her a soft smile “Ya dont have to take me just yet , hes just throbbin too much” He groaned as he twisted his hand hard over his leaking tip, feeling himself throb as he laid back on his bed. “Ride my face?” he asked with one of the most sinful looks [ ] had ever seen ; lustful eyes watching her as his large hand stroked his larger dick, the soft and fleshy muscle jumping at watching her crawl to him, throwing a leg over his neck

“I-i dont wanna suffocate you..” She said as he smirked before saying “Ya cant suffocate me i want it” Soon he grabbed her hip, pushing her onto his awaiting mouth as he picked up his pace, sliding his tongue into her twitching hole as she rocked her hips, keeping a steady pace as she held herself on his shoulder and headboard, ,depreate moand and cries tumbling out as he rocked her too, going from her clit to her dripping entrance, stoking his dick harder and harde as her moans spurred him on. Soon he felt the bud in his mouth twitch and throb harder, the sounds [ ] made increasing as his own hand sped up with his throbbing head, the telltales of them both getting close. A moan erruptred from the girl on his lips as she came again , her essence running down his face as he groaned, ropes of cum shooting onto his hand and stomach as he came himself, still stroking out what he could as the pressure he felt subside. Sliding off softly [ ] saw the mess behind her, taking it upon herself to lick up some of it as she was met with his same aber eyes, watching her move to his still hard member “Let me take care of you too?” she asked shyly. Fuck he was done for as he felt himslef hardend worse at her words, a large hand coming up to smack her ass as he psuhed her up and over his head, letting his tip and her swollen lips run over eachother. Slowly he pushed his tip past her budding lips, entranced by the way it swallowed her whole “Fuck...i love you [ ] and by the time im done with ya...youll know it” he whispered in her ear as she felet him push, more and moreof his large size spreading her lips father than shed ever had. Her eyes rolled up as she felt him bottom out, both moaning as he picked up his pace, making a soothing rhythm as little moans and whines came from [ ], deep grunts coming from Kendo as he kissed her shoulders and back, marking where he could as he felt himself get closer with how she was throbbing over his member.

Digging his fingers as deep as he could in her plush hips he let our a mantra of ‘Cummin’ i and ‘ I love yous’ in her ear as she pushed back against him, feeling herself teetering as he pushed as deep as he could go ,letting himself cum as she came too, the overwhelming feeling of him throbbing against her spongy walls and previous orgasms enough to push her over a third time. “[ ]” Kendo rasped as [ ] hummed , feeling her legs still shake with him in her “Im serious, i'm never leaving you...you're mine and i love you…” kendo said as he kissed the back of her neck, nibbling her ear as he stayed in her “Mhm….i love you too Rappa..”

#collab event #bnha smut #bnharem collab #kendo rappa #bnha rappa #rappa x reader

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airplanned · 3 years

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Zelda Trill AU part 3!

It’s absolutely shocking that I’ve never written anything involving Star Trek. SHOCKING.

So this was really fun and useless. Enjoy!

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Part 1

After his unpleasant time in Hylia's presence and his turning down an away mission and his mild sinus infection, Link was very much looking forward to spending some time with people who liked him and appreciated him and weren't about to spread rumors that he was untrustworthy or...or...

She wouldn't say anything about the actual mistakes he'd made. She couldn't with implicating herself too. If she took him down, he'd take her down with him. But it was the things that he hadn't done that concerned him. She was not above lying.

And he couldn't stop thinking abut her. Not just Zelda, with her flashing hair and flashing eyes. But hauntings of Tetra. Of Sheik.

He'd made the mistake of reconnecting with her once. He wasn't going to make that same mistake again. He'd seen how it turns out, how inevitably after too long, people turn on each other.

He needed to spend some time with his short-term friends. Friends who knew only Link and could pull him out of his own history.

He wasn't the last to arrive at Ruto's quarters for her weekly card game. Most of his friends were endearingly bad at cards. He half suspected that they enjoyed losing. Otherwise they'd find something else to do together.

"Liiiink!" Ruto called. "You made it! I was worried, because heard you weren't feeling well."

He flopped into a chair between Yunobo and Russel. "I've had the worst day. I wouldn't miss it for the world."

Ruto preened. Yunobo gave him a concerned look. "We're all having...what's this again?"

"Andorian barley ale," Groose said, holding up his mug. In addition to trying out card games every week, the group tried out "drinks from around the galaxy."

"Yeah, that," Yunobo said. "But we can get you some tea if you want."

Link grinned. See? Best friends.

The door chimed and Ruto straightened. "Oh! Since Malon couldn't come, I invited the new girl. Come in!"

Link's blood froze.

And there she was. All the memories hitting him again like a hammer.

So maybe they weren't the best friends after all.

"Zelda! You made it! This is Groose, Yunobo, Link, and Russel. Everyone, this is Zelda."

There was a chorus of "Hey, Zelda," and she flashed a brilliant smile at them all. Her eyes met Link's briefly, then swept away without even the slightest hint of reaction. Groose popped out of his seat to pull out her chair for her, like a smitten gentleman, and Link thought he might throw up at the lovestruck look on his friend's face. "Thank you all so much for inviting me." She beamed up at Groose, and the guy's ears turned red with pleasure. When he took his seat, he scooted it closer to hers.

Link would have to pull him aside later and make up something horrendous about hooking up with Trills. Would Groose believe they had spikes?

"I'm actually feeling pretty bad," Link said, half way out of his chair. "I think I should--"

"You do not feel bad. You're just shy," Ruto said. "This is why I didn't tell you a new person was coming."

Rude.

"Anyway, we're playing a game called Ben'tick and we need six people."

Ben'tick. Of course.

Yunobo slipped a mug of tea in front of him and Russel grabbed his shoulder, pressing him back into his seat.

Zelda sat directly across from him. Which meant they were going to be partners.

"Excuse Link. He's shy."

"You're both Trill," Groose said. "Do you know each other?"

"There actually is a whole planet full of us," she teased. Her half smile made his heart hurt. "We don't all know each other."

"Oh. Right. Sorry."

That lie wasn't going to last, especially after their scene in the commander's office. But he did appreciate it for the moment. They could pretend they didn't know each other. He could do that.

Goorse asked, "Have you played before?"

"No. You'll have to teach me."

Link was ignoring her, so he didn't roll his eyes. Tetra Hylia was a fiend at Ben'tick. She'd taught him. Her eyes caught his again, and her fingernail tapped twice against the table. Shut up.

"Of course we'll teach you!" Groose said. He stretched an arm over her chair to lean in and run through the rules. Her eyebrows puckered in confusion, and she asked a series of simplistic questions.

Tetra would roll into a bar on the outskirts, and flop down into a seat at the highest rolling table, announcing that she was the best player in the quadrant, and proceed to take everyone's currency without a shred of guilt. Zelda, it seemed, was ready to con everyone. Not surprising considering Hylia was a champion liar. Not surprising considering Zelda had a level of innocent cuteness that Tetra couldn't have pulled off. She held up her hand of cards to show Groose and bated her eyes with her lips slightly parted.

"She'll figure it out as we go," Link said.

"Link's going to be your partner," Ruto explained, gathering up the card to shuffle them. "Don't worry. You're in good hands."

"It is good to have a partner you can rely on," she said. Only Link picked up on the edge in her voice.

"He's good at this game." Ruto grinned at him. "If you need it, he'll carry you through. And he'll kick you if you make a mistake."

That was a good idea. He aimed a swift kick at her shin.

And missed. "Ow!" Groose barked. He glared at Link and retreated to his own seat, pretending that he was pulling in his arms to collect his hand of cards.

Zelda lifted her eyes over her fanned hand and smirked. He was not going to survive the night.

She folded up her cards and tapped them twice against the table as if neatening them--A signal from a hundred years ago that she had four face cards.

Link sighed. There was nothing for it. He found a low number to throw out, letting her take the first hand.

Ruto threw down her hand. "Okay, we have to have a rule where the Trills aren't on a team."

Yunobo said, "Don't the symbionts communicate with an electromagnetic disturbance? I think they're talking to each other."

"No, it's the tapping," said Russel. "We always thought the way Link tapped his cards was a tick. But she does it too. They're signalling each other."

"No way!" Groose said. "Zelda would have to have played this before to know any signals."

Everyone groaned. Ruto rubbed her temple. "She has played this before. She's hustling you!"

Groose snapped around to give her a betrayed look.

She gave him a sympathetic look. "Link was carrying me most of the time." Then she gathered all the chips in the pot and pulled them towards her.

"I'm on shift at 0700 tomorrow," Russel said. "I should get going."

That effectively ended the night, and as much as Link tried to delay leaving so her wouldn't have to walk with her, Groose unfortunately noticed and shouted after him, "Hey, Fi, you making a move on Ruto?"

The dangers of Ruto thinking that was true outweighed a brief walk in the hallway, so off he went, following awkwardly behind Groose and Zelda as they discussed his recent shore leave. He went mountain climbing. Link knew he fell, but Groose made no mention of that.

"I'm down that way," Groose said, pointing down a corridor away from the turbo lift. "If you wanna..."

Link would have been better off if he'd left Ruto's claiming he'd needed to be somewhere else, headed to the opposite end of the ship.

Zelda laughed. "No thank you, but that was a good try."

Groose beamed and gave her a thumbs up.

Link didn't have much choice but to fall into step beside her to the turbolift.

"You don't talk a lot, do you?" she said. The edge in her voice was back, but not nearly as sharp.

"Leave Groose alone," he said.

"Why? Are you jealous?" The turbolift arrived and they both stepped aboard. "Deck 7."

"Deck 5. He'd not the brightest, but hes my friend, and I don't want him to get hurt."

"Because I'll murder him? That's really the story you're sticking with?"

Link clenched his teeth.

"Look," she said. "I didn't pick this assignment. If I had a choice, I'd stay as far away from you as possible. But I don't have a choice, and neither do you. So are we going to make this work and ignore each other like professionals, or are you going to be broody and impossible forever?"

He turned on her. "This ship is my home. If you put a toe out of line, if you put anyone here in danger, if you do anything suspicious at all--"

"As if you wouldn't put this ship with everyone you claim to love onboard on course to fly straight into a star while you escape in a shuttle craft like the coward you are--"

The turbolift jerked and shuddered. The lights flickered, and suddenly they were falling two floors, three. They grabbed for each other's elbows as the emergency locks activated, hauling them to a stop with a sickening lurch. For a moment the lights were off, the hum of the ship silent around them, and there was only the harsh sound of her breath and the fierce grip of her fingers on his arms. The emergency lights came on, low and red, and they straightened away from each other, instantly on alert.

"We've fallen out of warp," she said.

"Fi to ops...Revali come in."

"Hylia to engineering."

"Fi to the bridge...Emergency override: doors open."

The doors did not open. Zelda tapped at the dark console, before shaking her head and popping it open, immediately pushing her hands into the wires. "Power's out. Let me release the door locks."

There was a hiss, and Link crammed his fingertips into the slit between the doors, gritting his teeth and prying them apart. The floor of Deck 8 was visible about a meter above the floor of the turbo lift. The hallway was lit with emergency lighting as well. Link shook out his hands and then cupped them, offering her a foothold and then hefting her up and out. He hauled himself up after her and went straight to the console on the wall.

"Main power is down. Some sort of energy spike." He tapped away as she eased closer to watch over his shoulder. She was so close that it pricked his neck. "Propulsion is down. Engines are running on auxiliary power. Life support is functioning off the backup systems. And I can't reach anyone."

"What about comms?"

He shook his head. "I don't know. They're running on auxiliary power, so they should be functioning. This is Lt. Fi to all hands." They both stared vaguely at the floor, waiting for a response. Link shook his head, "Why can't we reach anyone?"

"A localized dampening field?"

"Maybe. I need to get to the bridge."

"Preferably quickly."

"Yeah." He nodded. "Let's go."

Part 4

#Zelda #Trill AU #my fic

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We got it on Camera!

JEAN KIRSCHTEIN X F! READER

Can you do #27 with Jean in college AU

“That’s the worst idea I’ve ever heard. Make sure to get it on camera.”

Prompt List

Mastlister

Warnings: Drugs (weed), light mention of something broken

Words: 596

Sitting in Jean and Connie’s room, the smell of weed and pizza suffocated the room. Sasha and Y/ns leaned on the beds on the floor, eating bags and bags of chips. Connie was passed out on his bed being the only one who got sleepy when high while Jean was one who needed to get out and do something. The only one who wasn’t high was Marco sitting on Jean’s bed playing Legend of Zelda.

“Okay, what if we go to the trampoline house and just break every rule then get kicked out.” Jean spun in his desk chair, giggling to himself and the idea.

Y/n slowly ate her chocolate donut, watching one out of her four best friends, spin. “Jean stop, you’re going to throw up again.”

Sasha laughed choking a little on her chips a little bit, Marco looked panicked only hearing the end of the sentence. The last time it happened everyone was too high to even notice the throw-up, Marco had to clean it all.

The five had known each other since middle school, Titan Junior High School. Connie and Sasha hold up Y/n to everyone like she was their little girl, being the shorter one of the trio. Sooner or later Jean and Marco joined them. All tied by the hip and the rest was history. All aged and did everything together.

Sasha met a guy, Nicolo, who was a cook in his Italian restaurant. She was in love with the guy… and his food. Connie always said he didn’t have time for a girl because of school, in turn, everyone would roll their eyes… like he did any work. Marco, who was actually busy and focused on his major, psychological, didn’t worry about girls or guys, at least not till after school.

Then there were two, Jean and Y/n, they both messed around a little. Jean more than Y/n but nonetheless. The two had hooked up once or twice… or 12 times! But who was counting… besides Y/n… and Jean.

As much as Jean played off to be a fuckboy, ever since he had slept with y/n two years ago. He hadn’t seen a single girl. Y/n did have a small two-month relationship with another member of the 104th class of their college, when it ended… she went straight back to Jean.

They loved each other but you’d never hear either of them.

The group had the same chaotic vibe as the song, Casin.

“Fine, how bout I try and skate high. Everyone knows I’m amazing at it.” Jean said with his hands on his hips.

He wasn’t and everyone knew that.

Y/n sighed looking at Jean with one raised eyebrow, “That’s the worst idea I’ve ever heard. Make sure to get it on camera.” She said sarcastically, chuckling alongside Sasha.

“RIGHT!” Jean yelled waking up Connie.

“Huh? What’s happening?” Connie asked looked like a complete mess. His Hawaiian button-up liking like a cow chewed on it.

Jean grabbed him by the shoulders “Connie my main man. Here’s the plan you,” he slapped his chest, “are gonna record me do… something on your bord.”

Connie nodded walking with Jean out the door, Marco followed them putting his switch on the charger.

Y/n sighed looking at Sasha, “some things never change…”

Sasha looked in deep thought, “Anyways now that they’re gone, can we watch Wolf Children.” y/n laughed and nodded, grabbing Marco’s laptop.

“of course.”

About 5 minutes into the movie, Marco slammed the door open.

“Jean broke his arm!” tears rolling down his cheeks, “but we got it on camera.”

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excuse me? you can't just say you want to write Greg & Goose as best friends and then not expect me to request this? also all four of them going on double dates (with Kate & Anthony not really knowing how they feel about it) or them babysitting some of the kids? [and btw now I'm also imagining Katie, Charlotte & Sarah forming a band when they're teens, but they're just really really.. not good, but they're having so much fun, so everyone just suffers through it] 💖

Oh Man, Gregory and Lucy and Eddie and Goose are the Sunshine Kids of this AU. And I just can’t help myself where these guys are concerned. I just... love them. Matthew and Greg have Nerdy Guy oh my god, How is my wife this hot Solidarity and Edwina and Lucy have looks like a cinnamon roll, but secretly a badass solidarity. These guys would be friends. And you just Know Anthony is in the corner like “Kate, He’s taking my Greg now too!”

And Katie, Charlotte, and Sarah are a power girl trio. You just know Charlotte is out there being chaotic as heck, Katie is the quiet mastermind and Sarah is trying to be the voice of reason like “Can we think about this for just a second please?! No? Okay well I’m at least going to make sure we’re sensible about this!”

Without further ado: Goose and Greg: Bros for life!

Pssssst: @aspoonfuloffiction Gregory being a cutie

Matthew Bagwell had been very nervous when Edwina had tugged him along to his first Bridgerton family dinner. She’d kept a firm grip on his hand while she introduced him to everyone, trying to ignore how Violet Bridgerton had turned to Edwina’s mother and said Oh Mary. What a sweet boy. I see what you mean. He’d met Hyacinth who looked at him and laughed brightly, Sophie and Benedict, who Matthew knew worked closely with Edwina. Eloise and her husband Phillip, Eloise looking at him sharply for a moment and then Edwina had settled on a man, wearing glasses, grinning happily, a tiny woman tucked under his arm And this is Gregory, Anthony’s youngest Brother and his Fiancée Lucy they’re getting married in September! Edwina had said tucking her arm around his waist. Matthew had smiled, as Gregory adjusted his glasses jostling his fiancée just slightly showing the front of his Tshirt and the words had been out of Matthew’s mouth before he could stop himself. Super cool Doctor Who shirt Man. I love Amy Pond hands down the best companion. Gregory had stilled for a second glancing down at his shirt, a Tardis sketched on it a speech bubble popping out of it with the words Come Along Pond! written in it. And then a broad smiled stretched over his face, Matt! Are you a whovian?! Matt had felt himself relax a little Should we not all be? He’d said smiling at Gregorys infectious smile and before Matt knew what had happened Gregory had leapt forward and spun Edwina around hooting Edwina Sheffield I think I love you! You’ve finally found a cool guy to date and I am ecstatic for you. Nay for us both! And by the end of the evening Matthew had the oddest feeling that he’d just made a new best friend.

Hey Ummm la la la Lucy? Gregory had loitered nervously in the kitchen for several minutes already, his eyebrows frowning adorably, making him look a little like a lost puppy. Lucy clicked her tongue ignoring how her heart fluttered. Yes, honey? Why do you look like you’re about to tell me Gerald just ate a lego stormtrooper again? Gregory shook his head quickly. No um the cat’s fine. You know how I just got the new Zelda game? Do you think it would be weird if I asked Matt if he wanted to play with me? And Lucy’s heart fluttered with the adorableness of her Fiancé standing in their kitchen asking if she thought someone wanted to be his friend. Gregory hadn’t stopped talking about Matthew Bagwell since he’d met him too weeks ago and they’d discussed everything from Classic Nintendo to Jurassic Park. And it was adorable. No Honey, I don’t think that would be weird. Do you want me to ask Eddie for his phone number? Gregory nodded enthusiastically kissing her cheek happily as he skipped from the room Love You Luce! tossed over his shoulder. Lucy heart doing a ridiculous stutter as she typed out Hey Eddie, Can I grab Matt’s number from you? Greg wants to ask him to play Nintendo I think. The response came back 3 minutes later Edwina Sheffield: Here it is. I already mentioned it to him though and he’s very excited. He’s going to make Hummus.

Edwina sighed happily as she looked at her fiancé across the room, smiling happily in his eleventh doctor costume at Gregory in his Link costume. Ugh, Christ, Why is Gregory so fucking Cute?! Lucy said a little disgustedly as she took a drink from her glass. Watching as her husband’s arms moved around excitedly. Edwina hummed It’s a bit of a trap isn’t it? One minute you’re going about your life and the next a very cute boy wants to make jam for you and tell you about his feminist ideals. Lucy gasped Yes! So disarming! They can’t just pop out of nowhere like that with their stupid glasses! Edwina heard her sister cackle a little madly beside her You two are ridiculous! Thank god I was never like this with Anthony. Edwina scoffed, Kate 25 minutes ago you told me you shagged Anthony in the laundry room because he was wearing one of Edmund’s socks as a bracelet, You’re in no position to judge. Kate for her part looked barely ruffled I stand by that. It is awfully adorable when they love their children. You’ll see! And Honestly, Edwina couldn’t wait too.

#bridgerton and sons au #edwina x matthew #edwina x goose #lucy x gregory #edwina sheffield #edwina sharma #matthew goose bagwell #gregory bridgerton #lucy abernathy #these two boys would be adorable together #and you know ittttt #molly's asks and answers

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So I've mentioned before that usually poly ships don't really appeal to me because there's always one of the relationships that I like more or less than the others and so the ship entirely loses its appeal for me because of that

But you know what poly ship I actually DO like ?

Zelda x Lana x Link from Zelda Hyrule Warriors

They're just- They're great together, ok ? All of them

Zelda and Link are some kind of fated lovers, two souls bound by destiny and powers beyond comprehension and the two we meet in Hyrule Warriors really give off that whole soulmate feel since their very first meeting, it's adorable. Link's expression when they fail to find Zelda says it all : he's not just looking for his princess, he's looking for someone he's genuinely worried about, someone he feels a connection with, and he's scared he'll lose her before he could even properly talk to her.

Lana has been in love with Link for... well, we don't know how long, but she's been in love with all of his reincarnations, she watched their lives to see more of him until the day she couldn't stand it anymore and Ganondorf used the power of her love to turn her full evil, so that says something about how strong her feelings are. Also she values Link's happiness over her own feelings because she knows she can't destroy the link he shares with Zelda and she just wants him to be happy even if it's not with her and that will always be my #1 sign that someone is a good person and their feelings are real and genuine.

Zelda and Lana don't interact much in the game's story, but the few times they do, Zelda is nothing but kind and friendly to Lana, even being the one to ask her if they'll ever meet again, even though they had just heard Cya say that Lana wants to make Link hers and at this point we're supposed to have accepted that Link and Zelda are soulmates, so she'd have pretty understandable reasons to not really want Lana around the boy she's supposedly attracted to. And you know how the characters have little cheering phrases for each other when the player character reaches a certain amount of kills in a battle ? I just find the phrases between Lana and Zelda to be absolutely adorable. I think they're the most admirative bunch of the game (aside from Zelda's line to Link and Proxie's lines for Zelda, but that works in the poly ship idea's direction)

Also by the end of the game all three of them hold a piece of the Triforce and I think it would be pretty great to see the three holders coming together, loving each other, forming a whole the same way the three parts of the Triforce are meant to.

So that's for canon information, which admittedly is just a basis for headcanons given how scarce it is, so here are my own :

- Zelda is attracted to Link, sure, but I also think she's really attracted to Lana for the reasons cited above : she's always kind and friendly to her, never suspicious even when she learns that Lana and Cya used to be the same person, she's the one who speaks out when Lana is leaving to express her desire to see her again, etc.

- Zelda's feelings and behaviour toward Lana would surely have an effect on her because, honestly : look at Zelda, look at her smile, imagine being on the receiving end of it, and dare tell me you wouldn't propose to her in the same breath. Anyway, I think Lana would develop a bit of a crush on the princess, especially if she's trying to move on from her feelings for Link because she thinks it's hopeless. She wouldn't be trying to fall for someone else, much less the princess since she's just as inaccessible as the hero, but I think she'd be trying to put some distance between herself and her feelings for Link, try to talk to her friends more and do something other than obsessing over the boy, and develop her relationship with Zelda as a consequence. When she realises she has a crush on Zelda now ? She just screams and hits her head on a wall because GODDAMNIT she did it again. Of all the people in Hyrule, her next crush just HAD to be the one her old crush was fated to be with.

- Meanwhile, Link is around two gorgeous, smart, kind, supportive girls who seem to like him and while he's been attracted to the princess since the first time he saw her, I think he would have developed a close bond with Lana too while fighting together. She's playful and cute, but also strong and reliable, and I think, in the weeks where he fights with Lana and doesn't know where Zelda is, he would develop a small crush on her, which wouldn't really leave even after the princess' official return and would actually only grow when he learns the truth about Lana's birth and feelings.

- now fast forward to the end of the game, the three had some time to sit down and think through their feelings and realise that they like both of the others and have a hard time deciding what to do about it. Or rather, Lana thinks she should just exile herself before she falls in love with the Goddess or something, but Link and Zelda do ponder what they should do, because suddenly, the obvious, fated love they've heard so many tales about doesn't seem so certain and they don't know if they could ever be truly happy without the witch who's wormed her way into their hearts.

- I think Zelda would approach Link to tell him about it first. She's a reasonable, mature young woman who tries to talk things through and see from other people's perspective, so I think her go to move would be to talk about it, but Lana's feelings have been hurt enough as it is, so she'd go to Link first to try and see things a bit more clearly before saying anything to Lana. Thanks to that, they realise that they both like each other and Lana as well, and so they decide to try and see what Lana thinks of them.

- Problem is, like I said, Lana thinks she should self-exile before her stupid heart makes one more stupid decision about who she should be in love with, and that starts by avoiding her crushes at any cost. Luckily, Zelda and Link end up cornering her, but her emotions are so volatile at this point that she just blurts out that she likes them both and doesn't know what to do about it anymore (among many other things and in a way that's a bit hard for the other two to understand until something clicks and a lightbulb goes off in their heads). Of course, Zelda and Link are elated and quick to tell her that they both like her too and maybe they could try all loving each other ? There's a lot of smiles and tears and hugs and they're all really happy.

- They thought it would take some time to adjust to this new kind of relationship, but not at all : they clicked together like pieces of the same puzzle, loving toward each other and comfortable showing it. Lana was the shyest of them at first since she was still half-convinced this was a dream and she would wake up any moment, but one adoring look from her partners (because let's be honest, Zelda and Link, once aware of their feelings and knowing that they are returned, would be the loveliest, dorkiest, goofiest, most adoring partners anyone in Hyrule has ever had) would reassure her right away, and before long she starts being more open about her affections and showing her love for Zelda and Link more easily.

- since they're all cinnamon rolls but two of them are socially awkward and the other is leading a country at age 19 and probably has A Lot to deal with, I think them trying to comfort each other when one is looking glum or stressed would be pretty fun. Like, when Zelda is overworking herself with the kingdom's affairs, the other two will team up to try and ease off her burdens by taking some themselves, but after reading the same piece of paperwork 5 times and still not understanding what it is even for, they give up and just work with Impa to clear off Zelda's schedule for one evening and prepare a nice dinner and relaxing bath for her so she can at least recharge her batteries. Sometimes though, she has so much to do they can't even manage that, so they at least try to support her as much as they can in the little ways (bringing her tea and cake when she's been holed up in her office for hours, taking her to bed when she's fallen asleep on her desk, taking care of the minor demands that can be time-consuming but not really difficult to resolve, etc). Zelda loves them for it and always makes sure to let them know.

(- they try to cook dinner themselves and this in itself deserves a whole post because they try to do something GREAT and that Zelda will love but they are NOT royal level cooks. Far from it. In a modern AU, they'd be living off of ramen noodles. In the end nothing they prepared is edible so they end up asking the cooks to prepare something, but Zelda is still very touched (and amused))

- When Lana is depressed (because she thinks of Cya or has a moment of self-doubt), Link tries to cheer her up by taking her on a nice walk, going to the market together, playing games, or something like that, while Zelda will bring her flowers and tasty treats or just cuddle with her for a while, which is often enough to make Lana feel much better. On the worst occasions, Zelda takes one or two days off and Link and her take Lana on a trip, just the three of them, to have fun and just be together until the bad moment passes. But the first time Lana said she was sad because she was thinking of what happened to Cya and the fact that she couldn't experience the happiness Lana now had with Zelda and Link ? Dumbass princess who thinks she can do anything because she runs a country decided "hey, how about we try to raise the dead ?" and Link had to do damage control. Impa had to step in at some point to prevent Zelda from desecrating holy grounds.

- When Link is glummy, it's usually about pretty deep stuff like destiny and his past lives (for example, the fact that his past lives and the princesses from the past never met their Lana causes him great distress because now he can't imagine his life without her or Zelda, so he gets anxious thinking that his past incarnations might have spent their whole lives feeling a hole somewhere in their life). Zelda and Lana usually try to cheer him up with cuddles, afternoon naps in the gardens, reading together in the library or other quiet, relaxing activities, which he loves and helps ease his mind, but the first time the gloominess lingered... Let's just say that dumbass princess moment 2.0 + time witch are not a great mix when trying to cheer up a man worried about his past lives. Impa had to step in again, this time to prevent some really fucked up changes to the space-time continuum or whatever.

- I kinda doubt that Hyrule has laws about poly marriages, and doubt even more that poly marriage is something that's happened in the royal family before ("but what if the first born is a child between the King consort and the Queen consort, without a drop of royal blood ?"), but in any case, this is dumbass "I raise the dead and travel through time" princess we're talking about, so she manages to pass a law that makes it legal for multiple people to marry, including the royal family. She did that after Link, Lana and her had expressed interest in getting married, and the second the law was passed (in secret, she wanted it to be a surprise for her lovers), she drags them to their favourite quiet spot to relax and cuddle away from castle trouble and responsibilities and she proposes to them. Link and Lana tackle her to the ground and cover her in kisses while laughing and crying and- ok, it's a bit of a mess, but they're happy and they're gonna get MARRIED ! The first time the girls call each other "wife", Link their "husband" and Link calls them his "wives", they cry a little and hug the breath out of each other.

That's all I've got for now in the SFW section (do tell me if you're interested in the NSFW headcanons) so

TL;DR : they're cute and goofy and happy and I love them.

#legend of zelda #hyrule warriors #princess zelda #lana #link #do they have a shipname already ?#zelalink ?#let's go with that for now #headcanons #long post

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A Shot of Caffeine to the Heart (Zelda Spellman x f!Reader) - Part 2

Synopsis: You finally find out what’s in the back room of Spellman’s Coffee House

Words: 1788

Warnings: Pure smut

AN: This is a second part to the Coffees hop AU I wrote a while back for Zelda Spellman. Part one can be found here. I hope you like it!

The stockroom was full of all kinds of things. You glanced around, the bags of coffee beans and boxes of tea leaves giving the air an interesting scent, like nature but pleasant. You ran your fingers over one of the boxes, reading the name in a language you didn’t know. You thought it might be latin but you had no idea.

“Do you wish to do the stocktake for the store?”

You turned away from the tea, looking at the read headed woman on the other side of the room. She was sitting in a fold out chair, old and worn but it looked strong. You gave her a shy smile, pressing back against the shelving. Her eyes roamed over your body, settling on your lips.

“Shall we play?”

She reached a hand out to you, crooking one finger. You stepped forward until you came to stop in front of her. She lent back in the chair, tilting her head as she considered you. You flushed as her eyes continued to roam freely over your body. She reached out, tugging on the edge of your coat.

“Remove this.”

You pulled it off, folding it over one arm. She took it from your hands, dropping it on the floor beside her. She crossed one leg over the other, her tongue tapping on her top lip. You gulped.

“Take a seat.”

You looked around, wondering if she expected you to sit on the floor. She patted your lap, bringing your attention back to her. She gave you a piercing look, waiting for you to catch her meaning. You flushed again but sat on her lap. Her arms wrapped tightly around your waist, pulling your chest flushed against hers.

“I think you shall enjoy this.”

She pressed her lips against yours. You gasped, shocked at the speed of her actions but quickly melting against her as her tongue entered your mouth. She hummed, biting down on your lower lip hard enough to draw blood. The salty coppery tang filled your mouth and while you assumed that would not be something you were into, you moaned into her mouth. She curled her arms tighter around you.

Your fingers pushed into her hair as you kissed her back, wanting to hold her in place. Her hands grasped your ass, repositioning you on her until you were awkwardly straddling her lap. The metal was harshly digging into your knees but it was hard to care when her fingers were digging into the flesh of your ass and her tongue was sweeping into your mouth. You were tugging on her hair, enjoying the way her grip on you tightened in answer.

She drew back, pressing her lips to your neck, her teeth scraping over your skin. Your head fell back as you moaned into the quiet air. She chuckled against your neck, her tongue passing over the skin so recently passed over by her teeth. You shifted above her, a distracting throbbing starting up between your legs. She hummed again, pushing you back.

“Get up,” she ordered.

“What?” You blinked, trying to bring yourself back to the real world.

“Get. Up.”

She pushed you until you got your shaky legs underneath you and stood in front of her. She pointed behind you.

“Over there. Hands on the shelf above your head.”

You followed her orders, not sure what she was getting at. You stood, with your back to her, your hands above your head, the silence making your skin crawl.

“I do so enjoy pretty things,” she said.

“And I’m a pretty thing?” you asked, looking over your shoulder.

“You’re the prettiest thing that has come through my doors.”

Her hands landed on your hips, her breath ghosting over your neck. You inhaled sharply, your fingers tightening on the shelf above you. She put on foot between yours, shifting your feet apart. You made an odd noise in the back of your throat. She turned your head away from her once again.

“I’m going to make you feel wonderful,” she said, “I’ll show you what real magic is.”

You nodded. Her hands slipped around your body until they could reach your breasts. They slid up your shirt, her fingers leaving trails of sparks on your skin. Your eyes closed as she cupped your breast in warm hands, your nipples already pebbling just from the promises dripping from her lips. Her lips pressed to the pulse point on your neck, sucking sharply. You moaned.

Her other hand slipped down, running along the waistband of your jeans. Your head fell forward, pressing against the wood of the shelving as your knees trembled.

She sunk her teeth into your shoulder. You gasped, not expecting the pain. Her hand unbuttoned your jeans, cupping your heat. Your breath shuddered. Her other hand pinched your nipple, rolling it between thumb and forefinger. You arched into her touch, your hips pressing back into her. She chuckled into your skin.

Her fingers pushed past your panties, one finger running through your folds. You panted, your grip almost painful as you tried to keep yourself upright. She hummed, her tongue running over the bite mark on your shoulder. You made a strangled noise as her finger brushed over your clit.

She pressed down on it more firmly, a high keen coming from you. She began to circle it, leaving you whimpering, needing more from her. She ran her tongue up the column of your neck before taking your earlobe into her mouth. You took a deep breath, trying to keep your head above water as she played your body expertly. She nibbled on your earlobe.

“Tell me what you want,” she requested, her finger still running lazy circles around your bundle of nerves, not quite touching where you needed her most.

“More,” you breathed.

“Tell me exactly what you want.”

“You inside me.”

Her finger traveled to your entrance, waiting there a moment.

“Please,” you begged.

She sunk her finger into you, a strangled cry falling from your lips. She stilled. You shifted your hips, trying to get more. She tutted, removing her finger from you.

“Please,” you begged again.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes.”

She slammed two fingers into you, stretching you pleasantly. Her palm brushed over your sensitive nub. Your hips bucked and you groaned, your head falling forward again, her teeth scraping as you pulled your earlobe from her mouth. She curled her fingers, pressing against your internal walls. Your legs trembled.

“Do you like that?” Her fingers continued to stroke within you.

You nodded, your breath stopping at her action.

“Use your words or this will be done.”

“Yes, I like it,” you breathed.

Her palm ground against your clit. Your legs buckled. She held you up, keeping you from collapsing as she didn’t let up the pressure. You were a gasping mess, strands of your hair beginning to stick to your temple as she began to thrust her fingers in and out of you. Her hand was still playing with your nipple, harsh and painful, but for reasons you couldn’t explain you loved it. You had never been with anyone who seemed to know your body so well. You’d never been with someone that didn’t treat you like you were made of porcelain. You hadn’t realised you’d enjoy it so much.

“You are not going to cum until I tell you,” she murmured, her lips brushing against your neck.

You hurriedly nodded, not wanting her to stop.

“Use your words.”

“Yes.”

Her palm was grinding against you without apology. Tears were beginning to gather in your eyes as your need was growing. She was relentless, her fingers coaxing you higher and higher, her lips trailing over the exposed skin of your neck. You were panting, rutting against her hand like an animal.

“Please,” you begged.

“Not yet. Just be a good girl a little longer for me,” she said.

She forced a third finger into you, the stretch turning painful mingling with the pleasure. Her teeth sunk into your shoulder again. A tear rolled down your cheek as the pleasure was almost unbearable. Her tongue soothed over the bite mark.

“Now, my sweet girl.”

Stars burst in your vision as you let yourself go. You sobbed, trembling in her arms, unable to stop as wave after wave of pleasure crashed into your body. You fell forward, caught in her arms as she helped you through the mind shattering orgasm she’d just put you through. Your body began to stop shuddering, her arms tight around you.

“You did so well, my good girl,” she murmured.

She pressed kissed to your cheek, pushing your hair out of your face. She turned your head, kissing you softly as you fought to get your breathing under control. You squeezed your eyes closed, wondering how this woman, this single woman, was able to make such magic in a small coffeehouse.

“That was magic,” you admitted.

She laughed, turning you round in her arms. You pressed back against the shelving, still shaky. She cupped your cheek, kissing you again. You wrapped your arms around her neck, pressing yourself against her.

She drew back, popping her fingers in her mouth. You flushed at the amount of slick from your body on them, shining in the yellow light. She laughed, seeing your look.

“So innocent,” she mumbled around her fingers, tucking some of your hair behind your ear, “I do so hope I see you again.”

“Can I know your name?” you asked, feeling like a teenager asking out their first crush.

“My name is Zelda,” she said, drying her fingers on your jeans. She buttoned them back up for you, her fingers lingering on the skin of your abdomen. You bit your lip, looking up at her from under your eyelashes.

“Zelds?” A knock sounded on the door.

You looked over, your eyes widening as you realised you were about to be caught with the owner, locked in the back room. Zelda patted your shoulder.

“One moment, Hilda,” she called.

Footsteps retreated from the door, leaving you with the enigmatic woman. She traced her finger down your cheek.

“I truly do I hope I get to see you again. You are great fun.”

You smiled at her. She pressed her lips to yours then drew back. She pulled the door open, ushering you out. You passed by the woman at the counter, flushing as she looked you over. You hurried from the store, wondering what would be in store for you next time you entered through the doors.

You hadn’t expected to find magic in Spellman’s Coffee House. You hadn’t expected to ever want to go back. Now you were counting down the minutes you could return.

#Zelda Spellman #zelda spellman imagine #zelda spellman x reader #caos #caos imagine

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bexterbex · 4 years

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A Soul to Mend His Own | Ch. 71

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Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - Soulmates, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Will tag as I go along, Will update tags, Slow Burn, Influenced by Star Trek and other Sci-Fi themes, References to We Happy Few, Tons of References and quotes to George Orwells 1984 see if you can find them all, The First Order is the new Big Brother, but who is really surprised, Blatant Nazi Symbolism, Interrogation Themes, Eventual Smut, Eventual Romance, Really just drawn out Slow Burn, Don’t repost without permission, Torture themes, Suggestive Themes, Execution themes, Disturbing Themes, Implied/Referenced Abuse, Verbal Abuse, Controlling Kylo Ren, Physical Abuse, Implied/Referenced Self-Harm, Kylo Ren is Not Nice, Kylo Ren Has Issues, Supreme Leader Kylo Ren, Possessive Kylo Ren, A character shamelessly based on Zelda

A Kylo Ren x Modern! Reader in a soulmate au with canon divergence. —————————————SLOWBURN————————————–

He is already the Supreme leader, searching the universe to find you, his Empress. Your name on his wrist has been the only constant in his life, while you have doubts about his existence and his acceptance of you. He isn’t in the database and why did the name Kylo Ren cover Ben Solo?

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Chapter 71: The Answers You Were Seeking

The ship came into the hangar, so you were finally back on the Supremacy. You attempted to get up, but your legs were failing you. This amused your guard dog. He came face to face with you, “Does Kitten need help?” He seemed to enjoy teasing you.

You just held your arms out in a silent demand. Enjoying the feeling of him picking you up in his strong arms. Inhaling his natural scent as you tucked your face into his neck to hide from the outside world. You wanted to stay in your little bubble with him for as long as possible. “If I am an Empress, shouldn’t I be carried everywhere, always?” You imagined him carrying you.

He chuckled, “That can be arranged if you want it, but you other royal carriers might disappoint you.” You felt his hands shift, holding you more securely against his chest as he entered the hallway.

As much as you tried hiding your face and avoiding the people you could hear them shuffling out of the way and saying “Supreme Leader” and “Empress.” You just wanted him to look at you, him alone. You were his, and no one else’s. You let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding when you entered your chambers.

Instead of heading directly to the bedroom, he brought you into the dining room where dinner was waiting for you. It was at that moment that you realized that you had worked up quite an appetite. Your nerves from before your consummation had completely dissipated. He set you down, in front of a glorious-looking feast. “I thought that a little Kitten like you would be hungry after playing with her guard dog.” You could hear the smirk in his voice as he teased you.

You tried to put a poker face as you teased him back, “We didn’t exactly play.” No, you didn’t play, not per se.

“Didn’t you have fun,” it was more of a tease than a question. He knew the answer, but you two were just in a rather flirty mood.

“Oh, I had more than fun.” It’s true you did have more than just fun.

He leaned forward and scooped you up into his arms and onto his lap, “You’re too far away. You’re a Kitten that is meant to curl up on my lap.” He buried his head into the crook of your neck, delicately kissing the bruised skin there.

You chuckled at his neediness, “And who set me down there, hmm?” You buried your face into his chest. For the next hour, you spent time feeding each other, slowly with many kisses exchanged for bites of food. Once finished his hands roamed your body while your arms were wrapped around his neck. A hand made its way down to your bruised heat, testing the delicate flesh. You winced and whimpered at the feeling, still sore from you earlier escapades.

You could see Kylo contemplating your reaction to his touch. “We’ll have to get some bacta on that if we want to have any more playtime tonight.” He grazed his nose against you affectionately. He then carried you into the bathroom and set you on the vanity where he untied your dress, exposing you to him. He reached behind you and into the medicine cabinet and pulled out a bottle of what you assumed to be bacta. It was a warm liquidy, gelly substance that he carefully applied to your bruised cunt.

You thought the sensation to be rather unpleasant. It wasn’t like lube, but more like aloe slathered everywhere down there making you feel rather gross and not quite sticky. “When should I be healed enough?” You had no idea how this worked. This was an entirely new concept for you.

He thought for a moment before responding. “An hour to two max. You aren’t bleeding and as far as I can tell you haven’t torn anything, just bruised and overstimulated. It’s best to let it work undisturbed so, for now, we will have to do something else.” He then carried you out of the bathroom with your dress still hanging open. His eyes seemed to dance across your marked flesh as he took you upstairs to the lounge where you both settled down on a couch.

His arms wrapped around you keeping your against him, hands teasing and ghosting over your bruises. Almost as if he was silently worshiping you, appreciating the offerings he had left all over your body. You had a couple of hours to kill before you went back to your rounds of lovemaking. “Can you tell me why you didn’t tell me that making me Empress meant that we were going to get married? Because you just up and left before explaining that.” You wanted some answers, you just hope you could tiptoe around him so you wouldn’t ignite his anger.

His fingers wrapped themselves in your hair, his palm against your skull, and his lips against your temple. “Because I thought you might say no, so I didn’t ask. I was worried you would leave me Kitten, and then I would have no one to guard.” You could hear the hint of fear and sadness still lingering in his voice. You were the only thing he truly had in this galaxy. You knew it would devastate you as much as him if either of you left. It was better to be bound to each other than to live without the other half to your soul.

You turned your head and tilted up to kiss him, “I’ll accept that answer.” More kisses before asking, “How did your fight with the scavenger go? I watched the transmission, but I want to know how you thought it went and what your feelings are.” You knew there was much more to the fight than what you saw in the transmission. You knew there was a bit more to their ‘relationship’ in general that he hasn’t told you yet.

He let out a deep sigh as he turned to look away from you, to look at the ceiling while lost in thought. “It wasn’t easy trying to find her. Her friends tried to stay one step ahead of us and it worked until it didn’t.” You now fully turned to face him.

“The fight itself wasn’t that difficult until the defective stormtrooper shot at me and distracted me. She stabbed me, but she did not hit any vital organs thankfully. Managing to impale me between my liver and stomach. But as you can see I am alright…” he then trailed off as if lost in thought.

You brought a hand up to caress his face, trying to bring his attention back. “But what about her motivation? She wanted you to join her, to leave me.” You almost wish the vision in front of your blaster was actually her, so you could have killed her instead of him. He has already seen lifetimes of battles and death, and you just wished you could take just one away from him, to save him from that pain.

His voice became slightly agitated, “Yes, its true she wanted him to join her, but I didn’t want to. The only person I want in the universe is you. She believed she knew Ben Solo, but she didn’t because he still wanted you, he would have never have gone with her if it meant losing you. She was lost in her own delusion. I, Kylo Ren, have always wanted you, and just you.” His confession made your heart soar. You rolled onto your side and rested your head against his chest. Showing him how much you cared.

“I’ve always wanted you too. It’s why I am here, it’s why I have stayed. I don’t want anyone else.” You felt his hand rub up and down your back, making you feel all warm inside. You hated that you needed to break this tender moment with another heavy subject, but if you didn’t do so now, you don’t know when you would be able to get the chance again.

“But what about your mother? She just wanted her son to come home.”

You could see his demeanor shift, this wasn’t a conversation he really wanted to have, “In the end, it was something I would always have to do. It was always going to be Ben Solo or myself. She knew this too. She lost her son long ago, this was just the final act. In the end, I think she realized that I am still her son. She and Han Solo may have been gifted Ben Solo, but Kylo Ren is the man they made.” You could hear the anger and hurt in his voice even if you weren’t looking at his face. The man lying next to you had killed both of his parents, to be with you, to make Kylo Ren triumphant.

Your memory recalled her words, her warning, “But what was she saying about this not being the last of it? What is coming?” To say you were worried was an understatement.

He peered down at you, his eyes were like black steel with his brows furrowed and his lips hard in a solid line, “I do not exactly know yet, but I feel it in the Force. Something powerful has awoken, and I need to stop it, to protect you.” His hands grabbed your face, “I will protect you. I had a feeling on Mustafar that a key might be there, I will find it. I will find out who it is, end them and I will protect you.”

His reassurances were sexy, something about his need to keep you safe was something that aroused you. Which wasn’t a great feeling at the moment, as your wetness mixed with the gell and made you uncomfortable. You whimpered at the feeling, your belly warm but your brain disgusted. This caused Kylo to reach between your legs, testing the tissue there and it seemed to pass inspection as there was no more pain. Only a pleasured gasp escaped your lips as his fingers stroked you. “Hmm, it seems like you are ready to go Kitten. Shall I go clean you up so we can play again?” You let out a whimper in response, as his fingers still roamed your heated flesh.

He picked you up and carried you down to the bedroom instead of the bathroom. He set you down on the bed and left you to walk into the bathroom. Your body did not like the separation from him, as you whined as he left you. He turned on a switch in your brain which caused you to be needy for his touch. He returned with a damp washcloth and proceeded to wipe away the bacta, his stokes and attention to detail caused your slick to almost gush out of you at the attention. You rolled your hips up trying to cause friction, this caused him to chuckle. “Needy aren’t we Kitten?” You heard a wet slap as the washcloth was abandoned on the floor.

He quickly lifted you, ridding you of the wrap dress entirely before his fingers began to massage your clit in circular motions. Your hips attempting to follow his rhythm. “Can we try something Kitten?” He seemed to be the coherent one between the two of you. All you could do was nod in response, words failing you.

His touch ceased on your clit, on your cunt all together, which caused you to cry out in frustration. But then he brought your wrist to his lips. His name was now being kissed and sucked like the many, many love bites that littered your body. Suddenly it was if your body didn’t need anything else. You cunt seemed to pulse in pleasure at the sensation. Reacting as if the most wonderful touches were being performed on you, but they weren’t. Kylo was just nipping and sucking on his name on your wrist. It was like the ultimate key to getting you to orgasm as it didn’t take long before you were seeing stars. Your back arching as you came, Kylo’s name on your lips. You felt like you were going to blackout again, but Kylo’s lips on yours brought you back from the edge of it.

It took you a few minutes to regain full consciousness again, full coherence. When you did you threaded your hands into those dark raven locks and deepened the kiss rolling your hips up to meet his, which somehow were now completely bare. In your lack of awareness, he stripped down to his nakedness and your hips rolled up to meet his hardening cock. “That was amazing,” you said rather out of breath.

A smirk graced your lover’s face, “Mmm I could tell.” His hand reached back down to your now messy cunt, “You are absolutely sopping wet Kitten.” He kissed you hard, as one of his fingers entered your wet hole, earning a moan from you. “I guess we shall have to do that often. But let’s see if you can return the favor.”

He flipped you both over; you were now straddling his thighs, his cock in front of you. You saw its angry red, swollen head, and the shine of pre-cum on the tip. You wanted to eat it rather than ignore it, but he brought his wrist to your lips. You were supposed to mark your name as he did his. And you complied.

Kylo hissed in pleasure at the sensation, his hips rolling up, his dick bouncing. You continued to lick, nibble, and suck on your name. You even went as far as tracing the letters with your tongue. If you thought you were a mess, then he was a disaster. Moaning and panting your name and nickname. His hips trying to find fiction for his cock. It didn’t take long for his hips to stutter and his cum to shoot out in pulses as he orgasmed. Your name a shout on his lips, his voice haggard. His cum painted both of your chests with the splattery aftermath.

You decided to be a lady and clean his semi-soft cock with your tongue before you traveled up to his chest, rubbing your breasts against his, smearing the milky white substance. When you were satisfied with the completion of yours and his painting you licked up the evidence from his chest before flopping down next to him and beckoning him to do the same. He took his sweet time as he licked up and down your breasts, making sure both nipples were absolutely glistening with saliva.

One of his fingers tested your hole again as he positioned himself over you. “Mmm Kitten, you will be the death of me,” he said as he pushed his index finger into you, to his knuckle. He hooked into you and teased your walls.

You moaned back. “Death by sex doesn’t sound so bad to me,” you mused as he plunged another finger in you, trying to get you ready to fully take him again. Without this prep, you would surely tear right in two.

You heard him chuckle, the sound you loved so much, the sound you were pretty sure you were the only one who got to hear it on such a regular basis. “I suppose you’re right. If I had to choose how to go out. Dying with my cock buried in your tight cunt would be the best way.” His voice was sultry now, a velvety sort of sex that could get you to do almost anything.

It didn’t take long for him to get you ready. Your body responds quickly because he was right, you were made for him. He lined himself up once more, teasing you with his engorged head, just pushing your flaps around and only putting the tip in. “Please, just fuck me Kylo. I can’t take it anymore,” you whined earning a quick deep thrust from his hips, fully sheathing himself in you. You threw your head back in pleasure and released a loud moan.

It didn’t take very long for him to pick up a steady rhythm of his hips snapping consistently. You attempted to help him by meeting his thrusts, but he was buried so deep inside you it didn’t really matter. “So… tight..” was what he struggled to get out as his thrusting deepened. You could feel his cock twitching between your walls of pleasure. Enjoying the feeling of being fully engulfed in your heat.

You attempted to respond to him, “So… BIG,” you shouted as he found that spot, your g spot. The head of his cock relentlessly pounding into it, causing you to see stars. His pace and power only picked up as he was locked on target. The sounds of skin slapping and panting filling up the room.

You could feel the orgasm starting, “Kylo…. I’m…” you couldn’t even get the words out. Your brain was a solid clump of mush. He was almost literally fucking your brains out.

His thrusts causing the bed to quiver. “Cum with me,” his voice was thick with ecstasy. You followed orders as your walls clamped around him, his hips stuttering. His panting and moaning almost overriding yours as you came together. Eventually both your hips stopped as you both exhausted your energy, reveling in the orgasm together. Kylo collapsed on top of you, keeping his dick inside you, something you didn’t know you liked until he did it the first time. Your cunt being very happy at not being left empty. Loving the feeling of the weight of his dick inside of you. You also enjoyed the post-sex lazy kisses that he seemed to give you. A silent thank you for giving him his orgasm like you were a goddess blessing his fields with rain.

The next few days were filled with work and plenty of sex. Adlez and Olivia-Rose were rather pleased and horrified at the state of you in the morning. Kylo and you had another few wonderful rounds of sex. Your body looked more bruised than alright, but you assured them that it was fine. Three days after your wedding night, Kylo got a call to return to Mustafar, something there needed his attention. Something you wished would just disappear.

A/N: So....I take it y’all like smut?

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triforceangel13 · 4 years

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The Royal Guard’s Secret Ch. 9 (A Sidlink Omegaverse Au)

Chapter 9: The Truth

Link sat on the bed of Sidon's room, his arm cradling his stomach as Sidon sat in front of him on a chair, holding one of his hands as he waited for Link to speak.

Link was nervous, that much was clear. He hadn't spoken about this ever to anyone before and he was scared to let the information be released. What if it would come back and bite him so to speak? What if something wrong happened?

“I...I...” Link started but he looked back down to the floor once more. Sidon's large hand came to rest on his shoulder, squeezing it gently in support.

“Take your time Link,” Sidon told him “We can take as long as you need to. This is something that is hard for you to talk about. I'm proud of you getting this far with wanting to tell me in the first place. In a way I am honored.”

Though if it was this hard to tell him Sidon felt a little bad for making him tell him. But he also needed to know everything. He wanted no secrets between them any longer. He wanted them to lead a happy life with trust in one another. He planned on pursuing a life further than just a fling with Link. They were having a baby, he knew that he couldn't just ignore that. He wanted to marry Link and give him a life he deserved.

He trusted Link, he just hoped that Link would one day trust him. Maye this day would be the day that Link fully did.

“That man who runs that...place,” Link began. “He forces me into being one of his best objects so to speak, though you already knew that. But there is a reason. Everyone there but myself is there for the extra money, happily willing to give him what he wants to have a steady flow coming in even if they have to give him a cut of the share. I'm the only one that is there against my will. I never even see a piece of that money.” Sidon held his hand a bit tighter. All that money that Link made from having his body used in such a way and never to gain anything of it was terrible. Not that Link really needed the money being a royal guard to the princess, but the act of it was still so wrong.

“I'm very glad that you had stopped doing such a thing, but Link, why did you stay there? You were clearly unhappy there,” Sidon said softly.

Link squeezed his hand and brought his knees up a little closer to him as if to protect the baby even though there was no type of danger at all.

It was more of a coping mechanism.

“He has info on myself and the royal family that could ruin all of us. It would...it would mostly ruin Zelda's life,” Link finally admitted. It felt like a huge weight had been pulled from his shoulders. He had never told anyone about this aside from the parties involved, which happened to only be himself and Zelda. But even she didn't know that he was being black mailed, nor by whom was doing it to him in the first place.

Sidon's other hand came to rest against his cheek, smoothing his thumb over the skin there. Link leaned into the hand and he could feel that Link was trying not to break down again. He felt for him. He had been going through so much lately.

“The queen had...had an affair shortly after Zelda had been born,” Link finally said. “She ended up with child...”

Sidon froze a bit at that. Did that mean what he thought it meant...?

“She wasn't able to hide if from the king but he had loved me like his own son,” Link whispered, tears finally leaking down his cheeks. “But the kingdom couldn't know that the queen had a child that wasn't with the king. I look nothing like him.”

“So instead he made you Zelda's royal guard,” Sidon finished for him, wiping away a few tears from his face with his finger. Link was the prince but if his lineage ever got out it would ruin the royal family. So hide he must.

It was a most painful existence to have. To not be allowed to be fully who he wantd to be. To not have the rights that were his but also were ripped from him from a choice that wasn't even his. Sidon hated seeing this kind of pain.

“Yes,” Link said softly, clutching his hand to his face. “But that isn't even the worst of it. No matter or not of me calling myself a prince or taking orders from my sister, it's not the worst part of this whole situation.”

Sidon pet his face, slowly understanding what was going on. But he didn't want to stop Link from opening up to him. He had learned not to assume too much. He could be wrong and that wasn't the situation at all.

“You can tell me what it is Link. I'm all ears,” he promised him gently. “You have trust in me that I won't let this information out.”

Link took a deep breath and closed his eyes. “The man who runs that place had found out about this information a few years ago. He kept threatening to out the princess and the king for this situation unless...I became the star.”

“Have you told them this is going on? Surely they can put a stop to this if we know who it is,” Sidon begged.

Link shook his head. “I haven't told them that much. I told them that we had to be careful and that...well maybe having Zelda marry would take away the leverage this man had on us. But you see how that is going.”

Sidon smiled a bit. So that was why that messenger had arrived in his home in seeming such a rush. Why the wedding was meant to be so soon. The king wanted Zelda to marry to help save them all from the black mail.

But what had happened was something they hadn't expected at all. Sidon and Link had fallen for one another, Sidon even finding out about Link's most kept secret.

Zelda was in love with Urbosa as well and the ultimate problem rose the situation as well. Link and Zelda were both with child of the person they were not meant to. That would just open up even more ti be used against them.

“But I found the man I'm meant to be with,” Link said. Aand it's so wrong I'm afraid it's going to be used against me...and you.”

Sidon's eyes widened “I hadn't thought of that.”

The man there would have seen Sidon there and knew exactly what was going on. He could use this information to ruin Sidon no matter what and even ruin the marriage between he and Zelda that they were meant to play.

It would not look good for him to know that the prince that had married the princess was seen in a place like that and had slept with an omega that wasn't his own. But to top it off had gotten him pregnant as well.

“What do we do?” Link asked softly. “I don't want to go back to that place. I'm so sick of doing what he wants and doing that sort of thing...But if I don't it could bring down everyone here. Lives would be ruined...”

“Link the first thing to do is to find out who it is. You need to tell me who it is that way we can tell the king. He must have the power to be able to stop this whole mess,” Sidon urged him but Link looked away from him, fear in his eyes.

“I can't...” he said softly.

“Link,” Sidon said, tucking a finger underneath his chin and urged him to look back up at him. Link turned to look at him with tears rolling down his cheeks. “Try to be brave. Not just for you, but for our child. Our child to have a happy life with us together.”

Link cupped his stomach with his hand and looked down at it again. He was right but that still didn't stop the fear that gripped him like vines around his neck.

“It wouldn't be so easy to do that,” he told him. “He is one of the closetst people to the king. It would be a miracle to get him to listen.”

“Link, please,” he said to him.

Link looked back up at him, his lip worrying itself between his teeth.

“It's...it's...,” Link said slowly, his body starting to shake a little bit. “It's Ganondorf.”

Sidon's eyes widened slowly.

A scowl crossed Ganondorf's face as he pushed off from the door. He crossed his arms, thinking over what he had just heard.

So Link really was pregnant with the prince's baby but now he had just told him everything. It would be hard to use the old information over him to get him back into his establishment. He should have seen this sort of thing coming.

Ganondorf was not one to take things lightly. If he wanted to remain in this position and have Link wrapped around his finger he'd need to do something different.

Knowing that Link was with the prince's child made things a little easier. Those supressents that were given to Link before hadn't been strong enough against the Zora. He'd have to be careful with his other workers in the future just in case. Though Sidon was the only Zora that had ever come through their little area.

But the question was how did he end up using this information in a way that would work for him? Telling Link that he must return wouldn't solve any problems. He would be defiant as he had been for the past couple of months.

He needed something new. Something to get him under his control again but also to keep his mouth shut.

Though his pregnancy posed as a problem as well. There were some that were into that sort of thing but they were rare.

A grumble passed his lips as he made his way down the hall, rubbing his head as he tried to think of what to do with this situation. He needed to kep this position of power if he wanted his plan to work. His final plan to become king himself.

His original plan had been to marry Zelda but with the prince of the zora around he needed to try something else.

He would need to get step one back in order again. Get Link back under his control and possibly take care of that baby. It was a problem and it would get in his way. It wouldn't be easy especially with the prince knowing what he had done. He had to act fast.

A small body soon collided with his and he looked down at the small zora princess that stumbled back several steps.

He reached out, grasping her arm to keep her upright and smiled down at her.

“Goodness,” Mipha said softly but smiled up at him. “Thank you Sir Ganondorf. If you hadn't caught me I would have fallen.”

“It was my pleasure princess. Are you alright? You seem to be a bit distracted.” Ganondorf said an idea brewing in his mind.

He could use Sidon's sister to keep the prince away and gain control again. A smile stretched across his face but Mipha deemed it friendly and smiled in return.

“I am a little. I'm looking for my brother at the moment. He had said he needed to talk to me about something. He said it was important,” she said thoughtfully. “Have you seen him recently? I can't seem to find him.”

The idea brewed even more in his head and Ganondorf offered his arm to the Zoran princess which she took with a smile on her face.

“I saw him in the library recently. Come, I'll escort you there,” he said to her. Mipha smiled and walked with him down the hall again.

Yes, she would do nicely. If he got his way he could end up using her more than he had expected originially.

“That would be wonderful,” Mipha said with a warm smile, unknowing of the danger that she was putting herself into.

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blazestarninja13 · 4 years

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Hamanda Week [Day 6: Au (Game store/College AU)]

@hamanda-week

This one is the longest of the bunch!

Both Amanda and Hannah are 19 in this one and are also attending Luna Nova University.

Also special thanks to @amanda-oneill for helping me come up with ideas for this one!

Read on AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/25257931/chapters/61536790

It was early April, stores all around the town of Blytonbury were putting up decorations for the Easter season. Over the next few weeks, customers would be rushing into the town’s many stores to pick up Easter gifts.

One of these establishments was The Game Shack, a small video game store located on Woodward st that had been operating for well over ten years.

Around the corner from the store was Hannah England, a student of Luna Nova University (also known as LNU) and an employee of The Game Shack.

Hannah had been running late for her shift that had started ten minutes ago. The only reason why she was running late was because she had slept in after a long night of studying and had also forgotten that she worked on weekends.

She was dashing down the street in the rain with her store uniform under her hoodie. She was in such a rush that she didn’t even know who she was working with tonight, though it would be a surprise since she hadn’t met every single staff member yet and she had only been working at the store for around a month.

As soon as she found herself outside of the store, she took her hoodie off, revealing her employee uniform. She walked in and immediately started warming up.

However, Hannah saw something strange. There was someone sitting on an office chair behind the counter reading some sort of gaming magazine with their feet up on the front desk.

She couldn’t tell who the mystery reader was since the magazine was right in front of their face.

She decided that this was no way for someone to act and surely wasn’t one of the store’s hard-working team members. So she had no choice but to tell them off.

“Excuse me but you shouldn’t be here and don’t you know that it’s rude to put your feet up on desks?”

The magazine reader groaned a little before putting the magazine down and standing up from the chair to reveal herself. A tall, well-built redhead with dazzling emerald green eyes.

At the sight of her face, Hannah was in complete shock. It was the last person that she thought she would be working with today or at all. It was someone she knew but wasn’t exactly friends with. It was the person she’d be working with for every day of the weekend over the next month due to a lack of staff.

“Amanda O’Neill?! You work here?!” she cried out as her co-worker gave a cocky grin and laughed.

“Yep. Didn’t wanna ruin the surprise for you and damn, was it worth keeping it a secret because you should’ve seen your face!”

Amanda O’Neill was another student of Luna Nova University that Hannah was all too familiar with. Not only was her good friend, Diana, dating Atsuko Kagari who was great friends with Amanda but as well she was known as the best person on LNU’s well-known fencing team, winning several awards for the university.

Though she was annoyed by her presence, Hannah thought that Amanda actually looked good in the store’s tacky looking bright red uniforms, which was rare since no one seemed to be able to pull off even looking half-good in the stupid shirts.

“I didn’t even know you were into gaming whatsoever considering how you seem to be always flaunting your fencing wins when you’re not slacking off.”

Amanda rolled her eyes and chuckled as her shit-eating grin stuck to her face.

“England, first of all, I am an absolute gaming expert, and second of all, why wouldn’t I want to be proud of my wins?”

Hannah sighed, this was not going to be an easy month of work.

“You better not make this hard for me O’Neill.” She replied, ignoring Amanda’s response to her previous question.”

“Eh, to be honest with you, I think this’ll be quite easy,” Amanda said with her signature toothy grin on her face while doing her signature finger guns.

And so began a long day of work for Hannah and an apparently easy day of work for Amanda.

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Though the store had opened around half an hour ago, no customers had come in yet. So, in the meanwhile, Hannah decided to talk to Amanda but only because she had already done every other task and chore that needed to be done as of then.

Amanda was still flipping through her gaming magazine which seemed to be an issue on the best retro gaming consoles of all time.

Hannah was interested, she had grown up playing many of her dad’s older consoles that he brought back from his business trips since he was an avid gamer himself. That was why Hannah was working here, because of her somewhat secret interest in gaming that only a few people, including Amanda, knew about.

“So, what is your favourite retro console?” Hannah asked, genuinely curious as to what the redhead would respond with.

Amanda looked up from her magazine and smiled.

“PS1, no doubt about it.”

Hannah decided to try to pick Amanda’s so-called ‘expert’ gaming brain.

“And why would that be?”

Amanda knew exactly what England was thinking and trying to do. Doubt her gaming expertise and try to pick her brain. Many people had done this before and were surprised to see the star fencer blurt out many facts and other bits of information about many different consoles.

“Because of all the amazing games in its massive library, duh”

Hannah still wasn’t convinced by Amanda’s ‘expertise’.

“Well, I wanna know why you think it’s better than the N64 even though I admittedly love the PS1 a lot as well”. Hannah grinned. “I too, know many things about gaming”

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After a lengthy and surprisingly intelligent conversation, Both girls had surprised each other thanks to all of their useless facts and opinions about various consoles. In the end, they both agreed that Resident Evil, Tomb Raider, and Metal Gear Solid were the best PS1 games. However, Amanda wouldn’t give up on her opinion that Conker’s Bad Fur Day was the best N64 game despite Hannah’s protests of saying it was obviously Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time.

Suddenly, a customer had finally come in.

A short and chubby, 30-something looking man with a long beard, glasses, and balding hair strolled into the store. He took a few glances around and then squinted his eyes at Amanda and Hannah as he approached them.

Hannah looked at Amanda, who was swinging around in the office chair in boredom.

I guess I’ll have to take this one. Hannah thought to herself as she greeted the custom with the usual “Hi, how can help you”.

The man had an annoyed look on his face.

“Uh is there someone I could talk to that has a little bit more gaming knowledge?”

This question caught Amanda’s attention. She had knowledge of these types of gamers and what they did.

If he said anything more like that to Hannah, Amanda would come up and kick his ass.

“Um, why?” Hannah responded, offended by the fact that this man thought that she knew nothing about gaming.

“Because I want to talk to someone who actually knows something about video games instead of people of your kind,” he said snootily.

Hannah had no time to even respond because Amanda had already gotten up from her chair with anger in her piercing green eyes and was standing right in front of the man, in an extremely intimidating fashion.

“Listen up, bucko…” She started with a low growl.

“Just because we’re women doesn’t mean we have any less gaming intel than you if anything, we probably have more so if that’s how you’re gonna think, leave and don’t ever talk to her like that ever again if you do come back! Understood?” Amanda said with pure anger in her voice.

She was not going to let anybody come in and treat either of them in that way.

The man simply gulped and backed out of the store in terror.

Hannah was in extreme awe. Seeing Amanda protect her was something she never expected in a million years but also made her blush a little for some odd reason.

Amanda took several deep breaths to calm herself down. She was glad that she was able to protect Hannah even though the two of them weren’t really friends.

“Amanda that was… amazing…” Hannah managed to utter out as the redhead turned back to her with a smile on her face.

“Thanks, I guess.” Amanda awkwardly scratched the back of her neck. “Are you ok?”

Hannah smiled but was confused on the inside. Why did Amanda O’Neill of all people want to step up and protect her?

“I’m fine but seriously, how did you do that?” she curiously asked.

Amanda flashed a proud grin.

“I simply just don’t take shit from sexist assholes like that. They mess with me or my friends and they won’t like what they get.”

Hannah was even more confused. Was Amanda referring to her as a friend?

“You see me as a friend?” she asked

“I guess so”

They both smiled. Though they may not have been too familiar with each other, they both had a feeling that this usually long and hard month was going to be more bearable with each other.

Hannah didn’t know why Amanda suddenly wanted to protect her but damn, did she want to learn how to intimidate like that.

Amanda, on the other hand, was amazed by the myriad of knowledge of gaming history she had. Though she may have done heaps of research through magazines and websites, Amanda didn’t know all too much about consoles that were reasonably obscure whereas Hannah knew all about them since her father was always bringing them home to her as a kid. She had no idea why she suddenly had the urge to protect Hannah but all she knew was that she felt like it was her duty to do so. Surely there was a good reason behind why she felt like that.

“Welp, I guess we’re gonna be stuck together for the next month” Amanda gave a mischief filled smile.

This could either be the best or the worst month of my life. Hannah mused to herself as sighed.

Amanda just kept grinning, she didn’t know why she wanted to protect Hannah like that but it felt nice knowing that she was safe.

“Please don’t make me regret this, O’Neill,” Hannah rolled her eyes up.

The two of them didn’t know why they suddenly felt fine in each other’s company but maybe, just maybe, there was something more going on...

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rolllingthunderr · 4 years

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☆ Happy Birthday Kenma! ☆

Established Relationship Kuroken Birthday Fluff | 1K+ words | SFW

“G’morning Kitten.” He’s woken up with Kuroo crooning in his ear and he grimaces, pulling the blanket up and over his head.

“Aren’t you g’nna b’ late?” Grumbling, he burrows further into the softness. He’d taken the day off for himself. But he knew Kuroo had work. Something he had pretended not to be sad about when Kuroo had told him he couldn’t get the time off because it wasn’t Kuroo’s fault.

“No.”

“Wha?” Kenma pokes his head up out of the blankets, turning around to blink against the light that’s almost haloing Kuroo’s perpetual bedhead.

“I know you don’t like surprises.” Apparently there’s something in his hands before he turns to put whatever it is on their bedside table before he climbs onto the bed, leaning heavily onto Kenma so they can be face to face properly and Kenma wrinkles his nose at Kuroo’s bed breath. Kenma wiggles a bit at the weight given how much smaller he was than Kuroo but he turns so he’s on his back. Letting Kuroo rest the top of his body on Kenma’s chest comfortably and Kuroo smirks at him. “But I actually got that time off. Thought i’de surprise you.”

Kenma rolls his eyes at the smirk. But he can’t help but smile a little because it means he gets to spend his birthday with his boyfriend. Kuroo catches it and grins back. Leaning his chin on his hands as he tilts his head to the side. “Don’t surprise me again.”

Kenma frowns. Wiggling his arm out of the tangle of fabric to poke at Kuroo’s nose.

“Promise.”

Kenma cranes his neck, smiling into the kiss Kuroo leans down to give him. Settling even further onto Kenma’s chest like an overgrown cat.

“What do you want to do today? It’s all yours.” Kuroo drawls as Kenma leans his head back, burrowing his nose back into the covers.

“Sho’s calling at noon I think.” He yawns. “So I want to stay in bed ‘till then atleast.”

“And then?”

“I was honestly just gonna play Zelda the rest of the day.”

“How’d you feel about coffee and pastry until Hinata calls?” Kenma makes a face as if he’s thinking about it. Getting Kuroo to snort and shift off of him as he starts sitting up.

“Pretty good.”

“Well then. guess what I have.” Kuroo waits until he’s sat up properly, blankets pulled up to his chest under his arms, before he places the tray onto Kenma’s lap. There’s two plates with croissants and pain au chocolat arranged carefully onto them with a steaming carafe of coffee to the side with two mugs and a small jug with milk in as well as a bowl of sugar.

Kenma loved him so damn much.

“Thank you Kuro.”

“Anything for you my love.”

“Sap.” He says it fondly as he starts pouring out their coffee as Kuroo pours in the milk and sugar. Movements they’d perfected over the years in their need to get caffeine into their systems quicker.

Once they’ve got that sorted, Kenma reaches under his pillow to get his phone. Putting that on the tray too as he settles under Kuroo’s arm as the taller rests it over his shoulders. Not reaching for the pastry himself although he does take a long drink of his coffee.

It’s cozy and warm, the familiar weight of Kuroo’s arm almost settling Kenma back to sleep as he unlocks his phone. Replying to all his birthday texts. Most from Nekoma, as well as a few from Bokuto and Akaashi. He was glad they were able to still keep in touch. He reads them over, sending a thumbs up to Akaashi’s question about meeting up within the next few days. And then once again when Bokuto was back in Tokyo.

He and Akaashi had monthly coffee meet ups. They’d gotten a lot closer during college and Kenma was happy to keep up their long-standing plans.

Cuddling under Kuroo’s arm, he puts his phone down to start on the pastry. Listening absently as Kuroo hums something off key. Distracting himself every now and then when he leans over to nuzzle Kenma’s roots. When he listens closely, he finds that he’s humming the main breath of the wild theme and grins to himself. Obviously, he’d put it back into Kuroo’s head just by mentioning the game and he smirks to himself. Biting into the croissant as he cups his hand under his mouth to catch as many of the pastry flakes as he can.

“I’m gonna have to change the bed aren’t I?” Kuroo chuckles when Kenma misses a good amount of the pastry despite his hand and Kenma nods.

“Sorry.” He says and rolls his eyes when Kuroo laughs.

“Hey, I knew the risks making you breakfast in bed.” Kenma looks up, moving so he’s half out from under Kuroo’s arm as he looks at him, eyebrow raised and stares until Kuroo blushes and looks away.

“Okay bought you breakfast in bed. I made the coffee though.”

“That’s what I thought.” He settles back down, smiling to himself when Kuroo rocks him side to side with his arm and a whine.

“C’moooooon Kenma. I try and do something nice and this is how you repay me?”

“By calling you out?”

“Exactly!”

He laughs, taking a drink of his coffee before he snuggles back into Kuroo’s side. Nudging against the others chest with the side of his head. he puts his mug down so that he can move the tray over to Kuroo’s lap. Once that’s settled, he pulls his knees up to his chest so he can lean against Kuroo fully. Heart warming when Kuroo curls his arm around Kenma’s shoulder.

Kuroo doesn’t say anything about his closeness. He just pulls him a big tighter, handing over Kenma’s mug and he takes it gratefully. Kuroo was the only person he got to be like this with. Soft and affectionate. Or as Kuroo would put it, a sleepy mess.

Smiling to himself, he takes another drink, basking in the warm quiet. Yeah, this was gonna be one of his best birthdays yet.

#kuroken #kozume kenma #kuroo tetsurō #haikyuu #haikyuu drabbles #writing #my writing #kenma #kuroo #long post //

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hylianfury · 5 years

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I have to ask. How did Zelda and Ganon react when they found out Link was playing house with Sidon? Concubine AU.

Oh… on dear… “Playing house” Is certainly a nice way to put ‘committing murder-suicide’. Short fic incoming here, warning for heavy themes already touched in the fic (aka Link planning to kill Sidon and knowing he had no way out if he did.). I do plan to doodle for them but at the moment I don’t have access to my tablet so… on the other hand, Zelda DID notice how Sidon is looking at Link right now and that’s a whole different story…

Fair warning, this wasn’t planned NOR I took too long writing it so don’t expect high high quality…

- Concubine AU Extra chapter

Zelda and Ganondorf just exchanged the most confused glance as they studied their best friend tinkering with a line of pearls, he had been incredibly silent since the meeting with the Prince and they were expecting his first words to be about whatever was bothering him, not… well…

“No, Link, I can’t really teach you how to shave but… why?”

The centenar just hummed, slowly sliding another pearl in his long string of jewels, carefully counting them and not offering any explanation. He had that peculiar expression that meant his brain was working hard, Link was probably barely listening to them anyway.

“I can… I had plenty of sisters, wives and daughters before but I have to join Tete here in asking: why?”

Zelda couldn’t roll her eyes hard enough, she didn’t know how Ganondorf came up with the story of reincarnating over and over -Link said more than once that as far as he could remember the redhead always joked about it- but since their friend was acting weird… it wasn’t the best time to be weird.

“Good, I need to look convincing.”

“Convincing for what?”

There was a long moment of silence as the centenar slowly placed his tools down on the small, wooden table in front of him.

His lips pressed together in a very thin line and his hands turned white as he clenched his fists, Zelda and Ganondorf exchanged another worried look: whatever was bothering him had to be big, even if Link wasn’t really open about his problems he always talked with the two of them.

“I…” The man hid his face behind a hand and took a deep breath “I’m leaving the unit tomorrow.”

The three of them stood there in complete silence for what felt like an eternity. He was… what? Zelda didn’t know what to say and the gerudo seemed to be equally lost.

“I will move in with the Prince. This is why I’m… getting ready.”

“You are what, now?”

“I’ll officially be the first royal concubine of Prince Sidon, apparently.”

There was a second of shock and Ganondorf stood up, fists slamming hard against the little table between them.

“I’m murdering him.”

Zelda wanted to join in the outrage but barely managed to say a word. Link? Their Link? The little boy who never hesitated to offer dirty jokes but blushed like a maiden whenever the discussion moved to his own personal things? The same boy who, at 22, was embarrassed like a young teen admitting he hoped he’d get his first kiss from that kind Goron he seemed to like so much?

Link wasn’t even that attractive by Hylian standards: he had his growth stunned after the flood between lack of nourishment and between all the problems he had with his leg- it was true she had feelings for him but at the same time Zelda couldn’t deny Link still seemed too young for his age and wasn’t probably manly enough for a zora that was voiced to be gay.

As soon as those thoughts were over, realizations started to sink in: Link had been chosen to be a sex slave. Holy Hylia, it was no surprise he spent the whole day looking at the floor and looking like his death had just been announced.

“Let’s get you to Tarrey Town!” Even if the little man was already raising his hand in ganondorf’s direction to stop him and talk, probably to explain the situation, she couldn’t stay quiet “No one will be able to reach you there, the guardians are set to attack any non registered adult that tries to sneak in the Akkala region, you are going to be safe! I’m not letting a pretentious asshole shark have his way with you.”

“No no no…” Link just scratched his head “I… it’s not like that. Seggin told him about me, apparently, and… he wants me as his strategist or some shit like that, being a concubine it’s only the way for me to sneak in the council.”

He was clearly uneasy but at least Zelda felt a bit better at that, even Ganondorf’s tension washed away a little. It was the single most ridiculous thing both heard in a long while -and they worked with people of the caliber of Beedle and Bolson, they were used to weird shit- but it was slightly better than what they first suspected.

“Since when do you plan to help the Zora?”

“I’m not planning to…”

The fallen princess tilted her head, elbows leaning against the table. It was hard to read whatever was in Link’s head whenever he didn’t want to talk… and this was clearly one of those moments. When the man decided to speak once more it wasn’t to explain his plans, it was to give orders.

“Tetra? Once I get in you will be in charge, make sure you get ready to contact Urbosa, however you do it: you will need to tell her we’re switching sides, it’s going to be our first good chance to see the Domain fall and if we side with the winners and play the victim card well we may be able to get some Land back or some autonomy.”

“Are you planning to sabotage the war efforts? How long before you’re spotted and they kick you out?”

She didn’t like the bitter chuckle that came from the centenar’s lips, there was a deep resignation in it.

“I plan to throw the Kingdom in chaos, even if it won’t last long.” his fingers gently caressed the pearl string he put so much effort in and Zelda connected the dots: Link had a knack for poisons since he lost the ability to walk, of course he prepared a small gift for the Prince. The idiot wasn’t even going to notice it considering Zora swallowed their food whole.

“I see, that’s a great idea but… how do you plan to leave? All our efforts to reach either him or the rest of his family failed so far, if it’s hard to get in it must be equally hard to run away.” Especially in your condition, she wanted to add but kept for herself.

“Tete…” She felt Ganondorf’s warm hand against one of her shoulders and she raised an eyebrow looking at the man who somehow became a sibling for her as well “Don’t you see his face? He’s not planning to come back.”

It was like a cold shower, blood drained from her face as she turned white as a sheet. A glance at her friend, at his almost sheepish smile as he whispered a ‘sorry’ with a small shrug. How could he even suggest… how could he even think… how dared him to look like it was okay for him?

“No. You- you can’t!”

“It’s our best bet to hit the Zora where it counts, you can’t talk me out of this. I know I can’t walk out on my own but it will be fine, I have two pills: one for him, one for me. And it won’t even hurt me, I will just fall asleep…”

Zelda was horrified, for someone who never hesitated to take insane risks to protect others he sounded so ready to throw his life away…

“I won’t allow you-”

“I’m not asking for your permission.”

That tone of voice, the way he stared in her direction with determination and not even blinking… she knew Link well enough to know nothing she could say or do would change anything.

“But Link…” She didn’t even realize she started crying until she heard her own voice cracking as she tried to speak “I can’t… not without you.”

“You can do anything, my queen.” he reached forward, grabbing her hand and taking it to his lips for a quick, formal kiss “I believe in you and I believe in Gan: once the southern borders lose their current leader it will be the perfect time for him to reclaim the throne and for the two of you to move a Gerudo-Hylian offensive. The Gorons aren’t opening their gates, they can’t hide in Akkala and they will have their weakest border attacked by two tribes, not just one… Whatever will happen: destroy them. Okay?”

She was just sobbing at this point. There was no resistance when Ganondorf wrapped one arm against her and pulled the three of them in a goofy, warm hug, for once not even worrying about being careful of his leg.

For a long moment the only sound in the room was Zelda’s cry and the Gerudo was the first person to break their silence.

“I will miss you, little shithead. I don’t really regret not killing you in the crib this time, we had a good run. See you in our next reincarnation.”

Zelda’s hand slapped the red haired man but he didn’t even flinch, Link on the other hand started chuckling. The resignation in his voice, even in that, only confirmed there wasn’t going to be any way to change this.

“I will spend the next hours writing down what you will have to do once the prince is dead but… before that…” Link’s arms wrapped around both of them “I wanted to ask… just for tonight… I know we’re too old for that but maybe we could spend this last night together?”

The two didn’t hesitate before nodding. For the whole evening they barely spoke as Link worked and then they curled together on the hay bed of the centenar, mostly using the Gerudo as mattress, and slept together. When they woke up, Link had already left, he didn’t even allow them to say goodbye.

Zelda and Ganondorf spent the first days waiting to hear about the Prince’s sudden death by his concubine’s hand, mourning a person they both loved dearly. Ways became weeks, weeks turned in a month and they knew something was up. Link was still in the palace, at least for what they managed to hear, and both him and Sidon were just fine.

At the end of the second month the woman decided she had to do something. Pulling all her strings she could probably find a laundry job in the lower levels of the palace, no matter how many favors she had to ask or if she was going to be forced to beg for help.

She offered Ganondorf a hug, passed him leadership in front of their unit’s men and at the beginning of the tenth week she was running around the palace, no one wanted to work under Muzu due to his poor manners but she didn’t care: her goal was to find her beloved knight and nothing was going to stop her.

- - -

Zelda blessed her good luck, not only she ended up under one of the very few elders who openly despised the current Zora leaders, the ray was also close to the prince himself and she finally dared to speak openly with him when Link got hurt.

Seeing him again filled her with joy, no matter how angry she was, and even if they had little to no time to interact and he was drugged as she stitched him together. With the help of the elder she finally managed to see him on occasion and she was even given the chance to be around the prince’s chambers for a lot of ‘absolutely necessary’ cleaning duties… and she was glad to see Link was clearly no longer planning to kill himself and the red Zora.

Not a surprise, really, if he had better ideas and plans there was no way he was picking suicide over anything else.

What WAS a surprise was seeing, over time, watching how Prince Sidon’s attitude toward their common friend was starting to change…

“I think the prince is falling for our bro.”

Ganondorf raised his eyes from the mountain of paperwork that was piled over his desk, when Link was there he took care of it all but now it was all starting to pile up as no one was as organized as the tiny, wary man. He waited, sincerely expecting a punchline as the woman sat on the desk with crossed legs… but nothing came.

“Wait, seriously?”

“Yep…”

The Gerudo’s laughter could probably be heard in the whole building, Zelda rolled her eyes kicking him when he started wheezing, clearly out of air. He gasped a few times before finally finding his voice once more, no matter how he still sounded out of breath.

“He really has no luck in love.”

“Nope.”

“And how do you think he feels about it?”

“I don’t think he noticed, honestly, but then again… you know… Link is Link.”

“Well, my friend-” he got up, reaching for his large bed and pulling a bottle of wine from beneath it “-to our little hero not killing himself!”

“Goddesses above, will you ever stop with that bullshit?”

He didn’t even answer, pouring two glasses and offering one to Zelda.

“And to us: may we be allowed to enjoy the shitshow when he figures that one out.”

Both raised their drinks, grinning, and making their glasses chime together. Link had never been found of the Zora, whatever was going to happen… it was going to be fun.

#sidlink #barely hinted #Concubine!AU #because it's still one sided #the triforce trio #tw:suicide

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ladyspellwood · 5 years

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A Spellwood Holiday

AU obviously.

Zelda circled the grade on her last exam and filed it away in her desk. As she closed the drawer, she breathed a sigh of relief. The term was finally over. Outside her window snow had begun to fall and she pulled on her jacket, not looking forward to the walk home. Taking her bag, she walked out and locked her office. The other professors’ offices were already dark, they must have all elected to take their grading home with them. Before she stepped out into the cold, she passed the High Priest’s door where light still filtered out through the stained glass.

She paused and decided to knock. A gruff, “Come in” reached her and she opened the door.

When she stepped inside, he looked up from packing his briefcase. “Sister Zelda.” He smiled slightly in greeting.

“No need to bother with that. We are the last ones here.” His smile broadened.

“In that case, can I offer you a drink?”

“I shouldn’t, I need to get back to the mortuary.” His face fell before she continued, “But I will let you walk me home.”

“Let me?” She smirked and nodded. Abandoning his briefcase, he stepped out from behind his desk and walked up to her, so close she thought he might pull her to him. “Or we could go to my place. I could cook dinner…” he offered suggestively.

She raised a brow and hid a knowing smile.

“The weather is only getting worse and my house is closer. We could wait out the storm and after I promise to make sure you arrive home safely.” He suggested it innocently enough but she knew better. She told herself she needed to go home but when he looked at her like that, he was hard to refuse. Not to mention she no longer wanted to. He was an excellent cook and a night with him sounded far more appealing than listening to Sabrina and Ambrose talk about the party happening later that evening.

She found herself returning his smile and agreeing. Besides they’d be pulled apart over for the holidays and wouldn’t have time to see one another. If she wasn’t going to see him until school resumed in the new year she might as well take the opportunity now.

“Let me call Hilda.” She turned to the mirror in his office and licked her finger.

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Hilda wiped her hands on her apron before she sat down in front of the mirror showing her sister’s visage.

“Hilda, I am going to be late at the Academy. I want to finish grading my final exams before the holiday.” Hilda nodded but could see her sister was most definitely not in her own office. Though she recognized the High Priest’s desk, she didn’t mention it and played dumb.

“Of course. How, um, how late will you be?” Zelda glanced behind her and Hilda swallowed a knowing smile.

“I am not sure. Probably late.” Hilda nodded.

“I will save you a plate then.” Ambrose wandered into the kitchen and raised a brow when he saw Zelda still was not home despite the advancing hour.

“Thank you, sister,” she muttered hurriedly before ending the call. Ambrose walked up to his aunt.

“Where’s Aunt Z, Auntie?” Unsure how she wanted to answer the question she bit at her lip.

“She’s, uh, grading papers.” He raised a brow and stole an apple out of a bowl on the counter.

“Aunt Zee isn’t one to take long grading, certainly not before Yule…” he led, hoping his aunt would buckle. Instead, she stood and resumed chopping vegetables. He leaned on the counter in front of her.

“She’s going home with Blackwood, isn’t she?” Hilda looked up sharply and he broke into a wide smile.

“She is, isn’t she?” Instead of answering him, she turned to add the veggies into a steaming pot. He started laughing and walked out of the kitchen.

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After she hung up on her sister, she turned back to Faustus who did his best to look like he hadn’t been listening to the entire conversation by flicking through a large book on his desk.

“Everything all right at home?” She rolled her eyes at his antics.

“Yes, it seems I am off the hook. Ready?” He flipped the book shut and put on his coat.

As they left the Academy thick fluffy snowflakes kissed at her cheeks and she smiled at the blanket of white already covering the ground. She loved winter and the woods were breathtaking with all the trees laden with snow. He had been right though; the snow was getting heavier. When she looked up from admiring the scene around them, she caught him watching her with a soft smile on his lips.

He couldn’t help it she looked beautiful. Her face had practically lit up the second they stepped outside. Snowflakes dotted her hair and the cold made her cheeks rosy.

“What is it?”

“Nothing.” Her eyes narrowed but she didn’t press it. The wind picked up around them, tugging at her skirt and his scarf. She shivered and he was about to offer her his coat when she took his arm and tucked against him for warmth.

Secretly pleased she’d reached for him, he steadied her as they sidestepped a large snowdrift on the path. Despite the hushed quiet of the woods, he didn’t hear her ask him a question, still too focused on having her so near.

“I’m sorry, what did you say?” He asked once he realized she was waiting for an answer.

“Your final exams. Did you finish grading them?”

He nodded. “I finished them just before you walked in.” He turned them down the path that led to his house and slowed their pace, knowing he would have a limited amount of time with her before she returned to her family and he didn’t want to squander it.

Despite the weather, he enjoyed their walk. He couldn’t remember the last time they’d done this. If they ever had it would have been when they were at the Academy centuries ago. The temperature dropped noticeably and she pulled in tighter to him. Normally she would rather suffer the cold than cozy up to him for warmth, but he wasn’t complaining. She smiled up at him as he tightened his arm around her.

He still wondered how he’d gotten lucky enough to have her walk back into his life.

“Do you have any plans for the break?”

“As usual most of my holiday will be taken up by preparations for the Yule mass and coven celebrations.” Yule was one of his favorite holidays, however, it was also one of the busiest times of the year. “Although Prudence is coming to stay with me this year.”

After the death of his wife and their unborn children, he had been trying to slowly make amends with Prudence now that she knew he was her father. In the year since Constance passed, things had improved but this would be the longest time she had been at the manor with him. He had half a mind to ask Zelda for her advice on having a teenager in the house but decided against it.

Though surprised, she squeezed his arm and smiled at him, glad he was still making an effort with his daughter.

“You know, she earned the highest grade in the class on my Latin exam this term.” Prudence had quickly become one of Zelda’s top students.

He found some pleasure in hearing about his daughter’s success. “Am I detecting a favorite, Professor Spellman?”

“She earned the grade herself, but she is bright and I enjoyed having her in class. She could go far in linguistics if she wanted to.” He filed that information away to talk to Prudence about it over the break. It would at least be something they could find common ground on. He might even let her assist with the Yule sermon if she wanted to put some of her Latin to work.

“Only kidding Zee. But it is good to hear.” Though he already knew what the answer would be he asked, “Will the Spellmans be celebrating Yule with the coven this year?”

“Unlikely,” she sighed. She missed Yule, a proper Yule. One spent with the coven but she wouldn’t celebrate Yule without Sabrina. These days it felt like the Spellmans were never all together as a family, but Yule meant everyone would be home. As much as she missed a proper witch Yule, she wouldn’t trade time with her family.

Despite knowing that would be her answer, he still felt disappointed. He knew why, with Hilda excommunicated, Sabrina’s irritating habit of shirking tradition, and with Ambrose still limited with where he could travel to, Zelda would have to leave her family behind to come to the Church of Night’s festivities. Still, he missed the days of seeing her there.

One of the great oaks above them released its burden of snow and ripped him out of his memories of Yuletides past. Zelda shrieked and dropped his arm. They both looked up at the offending tree and then back at one another, simultaneously bursting into laughter at the sight of each other covered in snow. She shook the snow out of her hair before coming to brush the snow off his shoulders. When she ran her fingers through his hair to get the last of the snow, some of it fell down his collar and he jumped out of her reach. While he tried to get the ice off his neck, she struggled to not laugh. He shook his head but it was hard to be stern seeing her so unreserved and dare he say happy.

“I’m sorry,” she finally got out.

“You are not,” he said but still wrapped an arm around her, she moved even closer to him as they started to walk again. She rested her cheek on his shoulder as his house came into view. No longer under the shelter of the trees, the wind picked up and whipped at her legs and hair. She untangled herself from him to catch her skirt as the wind lifted it.

“Easy there, Marilyn,” he chuckled. She glared at him while she tamed her dress but lost it and started laughing as well. She took his hand as they walked up the steps to his door. Another gust of wind sent snowflakes billowing around them and they hurried into the house, forcing the door shut against the wind and snow.

While the flurries that followed them in settled, she ran her hand through her hair in an attempt to look presentable again. She exhaled heavily after their dash to the door but smiled up at him, trying to remember the last time she’d genuinely laughed that much.

He closed the distance between them and kissed her. She cupped his face in her hands and deepened the kiss. When he finally ended it, she stayed pressed against him.

“Your rule of not seeing or kissing you at school is torturous, my dear.” She broke off from him and started to unbutton her coat.

“The last thing I need is a student or another professor catching us.” He took the fur off her shoulders and hung it up before starting on his coat.

“I’m their High Priest. There isn’t anything they can do about it.”

“Not for you no. For me I will get called a whore and everyone will talk about how I slept my way into a job.”

“That is ridiculous. You were a professor long before we started… whatever this is.” She hung up her coat and leaned against the wall.

“Gossip rarely cares about the truth.” He rolled his eyes as he hung his cape up beside hers and followed her into the kitchen to start cooking.

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After they finished with dinner they retired to his parlor, outside of the large windows heavy snow continued to fall. She stood at the window looking out watching it while he poured her a drink, already dreading the trip home.

“We might get snowed in,” he commented as he walked up and held out a glass of bourbon for her.

“I will have to make it home one way or another.” He took a sip to hide his frown. A fire crackled in the hearth and suddenly cold she moved over to the settee with her drink. He followed her and it didn’t take long for her to get comfortable against him.

They talked over the end of the term and some of the worst term papers they’d been forced to read. At last, she finished her drink and set the empty glass aside as she moved from her perch.

“I should head home.” He put a hand on her thigh.

“At least let me finish my drink before you go.” She looked back at him before she settled back against him.

“Fine but after I really need to get back to my family.”

He put his hand around her and breathed in the faint scent of her perfume. Truthfully it wasn’t far from his house to hers but it did require a walk through the woods and she wasn’t dressed for it. While he could offer to drive her home, he’d prefer it if she just stayed with him tonight. There was no better way to start the holiday in his mind.

His warm embrace only made the thought of going outside worse, and she knew if he kept this up, she wouldn’t be willing to face the cold outside. She hazarded a glance towards the windows where the flakes hadn’t let up. There would be several inches of snow waiting for her. His arm around her wandered lower.

“Faustus, I can’t.”

“You can leave them to their own devices for one night.”

“I told them I was grading papers, not going home with you.”

“That was your mistake. I don’t see why I should be punished for your lie.” She shook her head at him but rested her head on his shoulder.

“My family has a habit of getting excommunicated when I am not around.” He snorted.

“I’ve noticed. But it is a risk I am willing to take.” She pulled out her cigarette holder and lit a cigarette. At least it bought him some more time. He shifted her so she had to lean against the couch and stood refilling his glass and picking up the ashtray he kept on his desk. Once he returned to her, she moved back into his arms. He relaxed back on the couch and she moved with him. With her head against his chest she smoked through her cigarette, he’d long since grown used to her bad habit and when she finished, he set the ashtray aside along with his empty glass but she didn’t move. He waved a hand and the record player in the corner began to play.

The wind howled outside but she stretched out beside him, a content smile on her face. His hand trailed along her back and they shared several lazy kisses.

“Snow is still coming down out there. Do you really want to go back out in the cold?”

“I really can’t stay tonight.”

“You could.”

“No I can’t, Faustus. You know that. If I don’t come home, they are going to find out about this. About us.” He opened his eyes to look at her. To his knowledge, she had never referred to them as anything official. Never even hinted at it. She certainly had never implied they were more than the odd tryst.

“And if I say I don’t care if they know?”

“But you do.” His hand at her back stilled.

“I don’t, I never have.” If he were completely honest with himself, he wanted them to know. No more sneaking around behind everyone’s backs. In an effort to avoid mentioning his feelings on the matter, he continued. “You’re the one who is afraid of commitment.” She raised her brows just as he knew she would.

“I beg your pardon?” He smiled and closed his eyes again.

“I’ve been married before. You are the one who fiercely protects their single status.” She rolled her eyes. “Think about it, Zee, it's freezing outside.”

He made a good point but all she could think about was what her family would think. Especially Sabrina.

“This evening has been lovely but I need to get back. They will worry.”

“You’re a grown witch. You should be able to do as you please. Besides I can’t name a single thing in Greendale scarier than you, dear.” He draped his arm across her back in what he likely thought was a subtle way to keep her there.

“Other than you, you mean?” He chuckled under her.

“I have full confidence you could fight me off if you wanted to. But considering how long I have convinced you to stay I don’t think you want to.” She glanced at the clock on the mantle and bit her lip. He was right it was very late and the prospect of facing the storm outside made her shiver, even still enveloped in his warm embrace. However, that still didn’t change the fact that she needed to return home.

“Do you really want to go?” She bit her lip knowing the answer she had to give was different from the truth. Her gaze turned pleading

“Please don’t make me answer that.” She settled back against him, telling herself that ever passing moment would be her last.

Reluctantly she unentangled herself from him and stood. His eyes snapped open and he tried to catch her before she danced out of reach. He chased her to the foyer, where she tried to put on her coat. But he kept taking it off her shoulders. She shot a glare over her shoulder and finally got the coat buttoned. The fur proved to be more challenging, it was easier for him to take off and hang back up on the hook.

“Faustus!” But she couldn’t keep the laughter out of her voice as she reached for the stole again.

“How can you do this to me, Zee?” he said, faking a wounded tone. She put a hand on his chest as he advanced towards her again.

“I’m protecting your reputation, Faustus. Saving you from scandal,” she joked as he finally allowed her to wrap the fur around her neck.

“It’s a blizzard out there, you’ll freeze.”

“I’ll be fine—Hey! Let me go!” His arms encircled her waist as she tried to open the door. “Faustus!” She shrieked with laughter as he lifted her off the ground.

“My family is at home. I have to go!” He kissed her soundly and she allowed herself to be pulled into it, cupping his face in her gloved hands. When they pulled apart his lips remained inches from hers.

“It’s well after midnight, your family will all be in bed when you get there. You may as well get into mine.” She leaned forward and kissed him again as the last of her resolve evaporated.

“Someone’s forward this evening.”

“What can I say, I have good reason to be.” She stepped back and he held his breath waiting to see if she would reach for the door. Instead, she began to undo the buttons of her coat and he broke into a bright smile.

“Oh, stop grinning, you.” He put his arms back around her and gave her a quick peck on the lips.

“I don’t think I will, I just got exactly what I wanted for Yule.” She kissed him again. This time more passionately and he carried her up the steps to bed.

#Spellwood #zelda x faustus #faustus x zelda #Zelda Spellman #Faustus Blackwood #Father Blackwood #Holiday Fanfic #fanfiction #fanfic #ff #Baby its cold outside

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