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i feel like i just need to make friends tags on here LIKE i have a "friends tag" when im just uglycrying about friends here and there but i just meant individual tags for each friend :< but there are so many of you...

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🐺House of Alphas🐺

(Jujutsu Kaisen Omegaverse )

Summary: Waking up in a world that was not your own was problematic enough. Being the villainess was another. However, the possessive alphas might take the cake.

Disclaimer: Angsty but I ain’t Gege

Omega!Reader x Alpha!Sukuna x Alpha!Gojo x Alpha!Toji x Alpha!Nanami x Alpha!Getou

Chapter 63: Chi Village

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The further south you went the hotter it became. Soon you were wearing but a bralette and skirt while your alphas went shirtless.

Sometimes you hated how damn attractive they were, especially watching as they set up camp. Nanami found the perfect spot under the shade, away from the burning sun. Your blanket was laid out for you as you sat watching your alphas. Their muscles tensed nicely and any sheen of sweat that glistened upon their skin made your mouth water. Anywhere you moved your gaze you couldn't be free from those sexy beasts so you looked up into the trees, eyeing the lush leaves above.

To be honest you could just go over to either of them and just… grab them- you know they wouldn't mind- hell they would love it. Or you could just call one over. With a snap of your fingers, you could be in lust land. Being devoured beautifully... However, there was a lot that weighed on your mind. Sex was not your only concern. You had to worry about your mission to save the world among other things. The Chi village, Junpei, Mahito, Yuta… Kobeq, Haibara… and many many other things. There was just too much! Who had time to think about hot sexy sweaty alpha knots and cum and-fuck!

“I want to get lunch.” you spoke as you stood swiftly. Your dirty mind is annoying you.

Your alphas looked toward you with raised brows.

Toji looked confused, “If you are hungry princess we can get you food. What do you want?” He questioned as he threw down his tent, not even worried about it anymore…the call of his omega seemingly more important to him.

That damn caring daddy of yours.

You waved your hand at him, “No, I want to do it. It’s hard for me to track things… my nose sucks so I want to get better at it.”

“Why?” Gojo questioned.

Nanami released a light chuckle, “You know our omega likes to do things herself.”

“An omega that hunts.” Getou snorted at the very idea.

“What?” you shrug not knowing why that seemed so far-fetched. Where were all your strong independent omegas?

“Nothing sweetheart, it's cute that you like to do things yourself.”

You felt a little shy now as you shifted in your spot, “Well I think it would be beneficial for me to be a bit independent, even though I love you guys spoiling me I might become rotten.”

“We don't min-.”

“Tch- what? What are we supposed to do if she does everything herself.” Your white-haired alpha frowned. “She won't need us anymore.”

You let out a joyous laugh as you walked to Gojo, “I will always need my alphas, especially my troublemaker.” You kiss his cheek playfully then wave to no one in particular. “Come on time is wasting! Who’s gonna help me?”

“Isn't the answer obvious?” Sukuna sheaths his hunter knife already coming towards you.

“I will go too.” Toji volunteered. “ I got the best sense of smell after all.” he grinned tapping his nose.

Getou mused lightly, twirling his hair around a finger,“ Perhaps I should go so I can be a better hunter juuuuust in case Nanami tries to punish us again.”

Nanami gasped, “That was-”

“I might as well go too!” Gojo huffed cutting the blonde off, “I gotta be a good providing alpha for you!”

“You do provide Satoru!” You roll your eyes amid the conversation.

Your blonde brushed his hands upon his pants, “I will also attend. There's never no room for improvement.”

Sukuna growled, “What the hell are we all going!?”

You brighten up at the idea, ”Wait, that would be good! It would be like a training session!”

“Aawh-” Getou began to groan until you looked toward him. “-whhh I love those. So~ so much fun.” you could tell his earlier comment was said as a joke but you weren't gonna let him take it back!

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*Read More*

[linksthoughtbrambles]

[Things Forgotten. Things Left Behind.]

Part 20 of Adventure Log+ (sequel to Link's Thought Brambles - best to read in order, also on ao3). Warning for strong language.

“Two of them?”

“Finn- you’re not gonna believe this.”

“I sure don’t.”

“Enough, Arsden, we know.”

“My- Goddess’ clear skies- where the hell did you find them?”

“Clinging to the canyon wall.”

“Jessrel was right.”

“Kid’s got sharp eyes.”

“Kph. Lucky for him. He’d be out of a job.”

"Ha hahaha!" "Hehuhuh." "Can't fight for s%!^."

"I dunno. The sh!^^iest lookout in Hyrule could've seen that bloody plume."

"Smelled it, too."

"Eventually."

"The boy was paying close attention, to see these two against it."

.

“Fff- ooohh…”

“…It’s bad.”

“I can see that.”

“Think he’ll live?”

“Depends how sick he gets.”

“What about her?”

“She looks better off, but get them out of the cold. Infirmary’s ready.”

“KhHHHhhhhh-hh-khh.”

“…She been doing that in her sleep?”

“Yeah.”

.

“The smoke.”

“…Get them in quick.”

“Khhh-hh. KhhHHHHhh.”

“She bring anything up? …I’ll have a look-“

“Ah- Finn?”

“Yes sir.”

“That’s… Princess Zelda.”

“You’re having me on.”

“I’m not.”

“Then she’s having you on.”

“Doubt it. Look what she had-“

“The guy’s Link.”

“…No.”

“That’s what I said.”

“Do not- don’t joke about that.”

“I’m not.”

“The hell you’re not! You keep that garbage to yourself-“

“Finn-“

“- around the Commander, my Goddess! What the f#$&-“

“Finn.”

“-is wrong with you?!”

“Finn, he’s not joking.”

“It isn’t possible.”

“Maybe it is.”

“A man on his deathbed doesn’t get up and race across the Irch Plain to throw himself into a raging wildfire. Stop f#$*ing with me and get him on the table.”

“B-“

“Hennig, just- leave it.”

“...Yes, Captain.”

“Inappropriate horses#&^.”

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.

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“Watch the corner-“

“I’ve got it.”

.

.

“There and there. Shirts off.”

“B- but if she’s the Prin-“

“So what if she is? Shirt off or she dies.”

“Okay… okay OKAY, I’m doing it…”

“Ah-“

“Yeah let’s just- turn around. Allim, tell them to get two of the guest rooms ready.“

“Yes, Captain.”

.

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“Goddess, it’s like- cheesecloth- stuck in the rind.”

“Just pull.”

“It’s sealed in.”

“Pull it out. It stays, it festers.”

.

“Ff-ffffff-oh-j-ff-“

“He’s out real good.”

“Uch.”

“Be glad he is. Burns hurt. Cleaning them hurts more.”

“Kh-kh-khk-hhhhKHKHkh-

“Cloth.”

“Got it.”

“-hhh-khhHHhhh.”

“…Not as dark as I’dve thought.”

“She might’ve coughed a lot up already.”

“Nostrils?”

“Sooty.”

“Temda, scrub her. Ollik, start on the pants.”

“Oh man.”

“Temda’ll scrub, just get the clothes off.”

“Yeah.”

“Mik, scrub the- boy. Saren, pants.”

“Yessir.”

“Be ready to knock them out if you have to.”

.

.

“Hennig.”

“Captain?”

“Quietly… get Jessrel in here.”

“Wh- what’d he do wrong?”

“Sh- sh. Nothing. He’s seen Link close up, right?”

“Right, right-”

“And tell the stablemaster to saddle Fleet. If that’s Link, I want her on the road with Welsirc in half an hour. With any luck, the snow’ll have slowed the Commander down.”

“It’ll slow Fleet, too.”

“Maybe he cut a nice path for her with that massive horse of his. Go.”

“Yes, Captain.”

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“KhHH-m-mGH-hhoOhh!”

“Ether, ether!”

“S-sirs! I… hhhh… hh.”

“That’s it.”

“Hope he doesn’t do that. He’s all muscle.”

“Should I use it on him? Keep him out?”

“No. Only if he stirs.”

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“Mmm. M-khHHh-h- hh- hh-h. Wh? Oh-hhh. OH-hhh? Link?”

.

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“Link? … L-…hhh-kh-h-khhhHhh. Mgh-hh. Ghuh. …Hello? I… H-khHHHh-k-hhh.”

.

“Ohh-h. Oh. Godd- essffFFFF! Hhhhh-hhhhh. Hhhhhhh-hhhh. …Persevere. Hhhh-hhhhh.”

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“Khh-h! Hh… hh. GMp-whhh. …Ff-fh.”

.

“KhhHHHh. Mpgh. Keep it- in. Mgh.”

.

.

“-oughing again.”

“Yeah.”

“Finn.”

“Yes?”

“Am I good to go?”

“Yes. Lee’ll take over in a minute.”

“Thanks.”

.

.

"Anyway, there- there've gotta be people thousands of times worse off than them."

"…Well… dead's worse."

"W- well, yeah but- these ones made it here without being dead, so..."

"…Allim. Did anyone dead make it here?"

"No. It's too bad."

"…Why?"

"We- could've helped them."

.

"…I see."

"It'll take so long for the Commander to get there."

"He won't go that way."

"Oh! Oh, right."

.

“D’you think Welsirc’ll catch up?”

“Part of me hopes not. It doesn’t make sense.“

“What doesn't?”

“Them.”

“Oh, that. Y-yeah. …Captain thinks it could be them.”

“He can think what he likes, but I don’t know anything about the royalty’s possessions or- bloody magic. I'm not sure he does, either.”

“…It… would sure be strange. If- if they’re here.”

“Strange isn’t a strong enough word.”

“That sword, though. THAT’S strange.”

“Doesn’t mean it’s the right sword.”

“What sword is it, then?”

“You’ve heard the reports, same as me. How they can make things look wrong.”

“H-”

"What-?"

"O- oh? Oh. OH."

“Ff!“

“GhkhhHHHHHhhh-hh-“

"Woah!"

“Ma’am, back in your room.”

“-hhHHHhhkh-whKH-“

“I have to insist.”

“Wh-ere is- khH-hh-Link?”

.

“…He’s across the hall sleeping.”

“KhHh-h.”

“Like he should be.”

“Hh-hh. We mustn’t be separated.”

“P- ah- Princess, we- we can’t-“

“Then I shall.”

“Prin- cess, you’re- not dressed for- the hall-”

“That is utterly inconsequential.”

“The, uh,  guards can- can see you-”

“They’ll survive the experience, I daresay.”

“Ma’am, with all respect-“

“KhhHHh-hh.”

“-back up and return to your room and the seat you woke on. Right now.”

“I will not.”

“…You need rest.”

“I nkHHh- need to see Link.”

“Nothing to miss. He hasn’t woken.”

“I mustn’t leave him alone.”

“He’s not alone.”

“Five people have attempted to murder us in as many days. I flatly refuse to be apart from him, eKHhe-specially if he is khHhincapahkhcitated.”

.

“I thKhhH- ank you for your assistance, your hospitality, and your attention to ouKHhhr- wounds, but I shall-hh- force my way through you if I must, to be at his side.”

“…There’s no need for that.”

“Then why bar my path?”

“If you insist… we’ll bring him in to you.”

“I am capable of walking ten paces.“

“You need that lounge behind you, and he needs his. Your room’s bigger.”

“Khh. Khh-hh. …I am well enough. If moving him would harm him-“

“That’s the least of his worries.”

.

“Allim- Lee, good. Come on. Please sit, ma’am.”

“Hhf.”

.

.

“KhhHh-hhh. …KhhHHHh.”

.

“You forgot to call her Princess.”

“Fhh. Lee- okay. Got it? …One. Two. Three.”

“Gh.” “Ff.”

“Khh-hh-kh-kh.”

.

“The door-“

“Got it.”

“Ghg.”

.

“Ah!”

“Watch it.”

.

“His arm-“

“It’s fine.”

.

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“Hh-! Khh-hhKHHhh.”

“Ma’am, I’ll ask you again to please sit down.”

“Hh. Hhh-hh.”

“In, in, watch the- WATCH- the elixirs-“

“Oo- s$%@-.”

“Nothing spilled, just get him in. …Good, good. Down.”

“Hh-h-“

“No- ma’am, stay in your seat.”

“Link.”

“F- ph. Holding his hand won’t heal him any faster.”

“His wounds are not my only concern.”

“He can’t feel you. He’s out.”

.

“Where is the Slate?”

“Thought you were worried about him.”

“I am.”

.

“…It’s in that nook. O- no, ma’am-“

“Do not bar my path.”

“Allim will get it. Just… stay down at least. Stop shifting those bandages.”

.

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“…Thank you.”

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.

“What are you doing?”

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“It is difficult to explain. And… perhaps unwise to do so.”

“Is that so?”

“…It is.”

"You seem disappointed.”

“I do not see what I’d hoped to.”

.

.

“He’s not feverish. …Yet.”

“Then youkhHh-hh… expect he shall be.”

“Both of you. You need rest.”

“I am well enough.”

“You’re not well. You see how he’s laying? That’s how you should be.”

“I quite underst-ha-khHHhh-hh-“

“Mh.”

“-khhh-khkh-khhhHhhh- hhh-hh. Hhh-hh.”

“…Up.”

“I-“

“Up- and back in your seat-”

“I have no wish to be manhandled.”

“Ma’am, I am respectfully insisting you not hinder your own recovery.”

“And you believe forcing me over to that couch to be beneficial?”

“I believe you agonizing over him while you kneel on a cold floor is worse than laying propped like he is and sleeping under a fur.”

“And what is to stop me from returning to the floor when you leave?”

.

“You’d regret it when the fever sets in, faster and higher than it would’ve been.”

“…Hh-h.“

.

“Come on. …Gh.”

.

“…You’re difficult to move, aren’t you?”

“...There is a far more gentlemanly course of action you could take, sir, than your continued pressure on my bicep.”

“Offense is not my intention.”

“Indeed. Nor is it your impact.”

“…I don’t follow.”

“Disapproval, sir. That is the state your behavior has engendered. The man sleeping here would never behave so.”

“He’d let you kill yourself?”

“He would not be so narrow-minded.”

“Pfh. …What will it take to get you to lay down, stay warm, and not ruin your dressings?”

“You cakHHhn- move my couch to there.”

.

“We, uh. Should’ve- thought of that-“

“Shh.”

.

“Fh. Allim, Lee.”

“Yes sir.” “Got it.”

“I thank you, sirs.”

.

“Am I allowed to help you into it or will you disapprove of that, too?”

“I believe I would prefer your associate’s help.”

“…Uh. H-here.”

“Thank you.”

.

“KhhHHHHHHh-hh-KHh-h. Hh.”

“…Izie’ll be in to feed you. Then-"

"Oh-hh-"

"…Ma'am?"

"The plain. The Irch Plain- you must send-!"

"The Commander is handling it."

"Oh-hh. He has my thanks, in that case. Those people ahkHhre-hh- khhHHHHHhhh-hh. Gghm. Hh. They- are in most dire need of aid. We've no idea where most of Serenne's inhabitants are, though some of the children fled eastward—and we believe some of the townsfolk traveled belowground. The knights and soldiers accompanying us were scattered in the attack."

"Attack?"

"There were all manner of foul creatures on that plain last night. Or- or prior, I- I'm not sure-"

"The Captain picked you up this afternoon."

"Last night, then. There were creatures whose hands emerged from the ground to grip and strangle in the dark. Bokoblin riders. Moblins. A lynel with a man-"

"Lynel."

"With a rider—a powerful magician. Yes. He appears to have turned some of the plain's inhabitants into monsters."

.

.

"Precisely what manner of look is that, sir?"

.

"You took in a lot of smoke."

"I am in possession of my faculties. Your talk of smoke suggests you did, in fact, see the fire."

"We all saw it."

"It was deliberately set, and many on the Irch Plain had already been killed the day before. Link..."

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"He… we tried to render aid."

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"You need to sleep."

"That… is all you have to say?"

"…Help is on the way already. What I say won't speed them along."

"A warning is more than warranted."

"I'm not at liberty to say more, ma'am."

"At liberty."

"That's right."

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.

"Khh-h… kHHHhhhhh-hh-k-kh-khhHhh-hh. Mh."

"…You see those?”

“Mm.”

“The pale blue’s for pain. Clear’s for sleep. Red’s for fever. There’s a note under each bottle for dosing. You can read?”

“I beg your pardon?”

.

“I’ll take that as a yes. But if not… better come clean. Too much makes you sick. Way too much kills you.”

“KhhHhh-hh-khHHh. Hh. Nothing for cough?”

“Absolutely not. Better if everything comes out. Drink plenty of water. But don’t touch the pot on the fire. It’s there to make steam, not to drink. And don’t open the window, either. You need something, there’s a cord- there.”

“…I see. Thank you.”

.

“Is there something else you wish to say, sir?”

“…I’m Sir Finn. I’m the head medic. And I want to know the minute he wakes up, whether you disapprove or not. Ma’am.”

.

“I understand.”

“Good. Rest.”

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“KhhHh-hh.”

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“Y- you keep not calling her Princess.”

“She didn’t argue the point.”

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“Khh-hh. KhhHHhhhh-h. Hh. Can I read, indeed. Link? Now would be a superb time to drop the pretense. That is- if you are conscious and pretending, rather than unconscious and… unwell.”

.

“KhhhHh-h-kh. Slate.”

.

“I would truly prefer you to be playing it some manner of safe. I know you were loathe to trust our rescuers, but surely they’ve earned it despite their presumptuous insinuations of illiteracy. Please- open your eyes.”

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“Please. Reveal the Slate to be damaged, or for its astonishing mind-reading feature to have somehow turned itself off. I… thought at the least I would see Fi, perhaps also attempting to awaken you, or to convey something of import to me.”

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“I- I find it disheartening that the Slate and your most unusual sword were not enough to drive doubt from Sir Finn’s mind, for it is surely well-known that I am a scholar, and scholars, on the whole, tend to be not only literate, but more literate than most. He does not believe me, though his Captain might. The man who led our rescue, perhaps. I’d thought- they were so pleased to have found us. But of course, they’d have no way of knowing we were anything other than two people fleeing the fire.”

.

.

“Please?”

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“Your hand is cold. Despite my personal wishes, I believe it is better off beneath the fur than in my own hand. …There you are.”

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“Perhaps it is a mercy, with these masses of bandages on you. My own hurt- a-astonishingly. I can only imagine- let me see…”

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“Your legs, too.”

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“I shall tuck you in carefully.”

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“You protected me from this. Placed yourself to bear the brunt of each of that creature’s deadly breath-weapons. You don’t deserve to pay for it with- with this.”

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“A part of me feels as though I must learn this strength you have, that I may act as you do for others—for I know you would do this for any of us. It is not only out of love for me. …And yet I know I must survive, for without me, Hyrule cannot. It is the error you… made… in the bailey. …An incongruent error of self-sacrifice. For anyone else, it would be a virtue indeed! But Hyrule needs you, also. There is no replacement.”

.

“No… replacement. How odd, that vile rider’s words. Content to let you live without her. I’d thought, at first, he meant he sought to kill me, and would allow you to go free, as the survival of one of us meant nothing without the other. And yet he asserted I had already died.”

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“Kh. K-khHHHhh-kh…khhHHHHHhhhh-h- kh-khhh-khh. Ggh.”

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“I… kh-khhHh. Am clouded, Link. Too dulled to pierce the meaning of those w-hkhords. Our undiplomatic caretaker was right. I do need rest, as you do.”

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“Hphmm.”

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“Hph—your bangs must be tickling you.”

.

“That’s better. Ticklish hair does tend to wake you, as I wish you would… but if I can spare you that small amount of discomfort, I shall do so. I admit some surprise that your bangs are still soft. I’d supposed the- heat- would have changed the texture… and… perhaps it did at the back. I hadn’t the heart to tell you earlier that your hair tie had, essentially, disintigrated. I hope you have a spare. You seem fond of it.”

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“I see the logic of propping you up, so. One oughtn’t lay flat with a cough. And with your back so injured, to lay on that would be quite painful. It does appear a little ungraceful, hehe. Especially with your mouth open in that manherkHHhh-hh. KhhHHHHHHhhh-hhh. Hh-KHhHh. Hh-hh. Hhhh. I should- hh-h- try to sleep in the same position, though- you haven’t a cough, have you? I’d have thought we would both suffer from that. Your constitution must be more robust than mine.”

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“Oh!”

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“There is a deadbolt. I… ought to throw that. Mg-rh-hh. F-f-f-f- oh, sh-sh-f- f-h-h-h-h. It was far warmer beneath that fur.”

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“Rgh-kh-hhHHhh-h.”

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“There’s no other way in, apart from the window, correct? That latch is secure. At the very least, anyone attempting entry through it would make noise if they did.”

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“Water closet.”

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“Ech. They… have locked this from the outside.”

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“I believe they must have heard me try it. …Well… no matter. I shall throw the bolt and call it even. And you shall have my words on the slate even if, somehow, I am not here when you wake.”

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“I wish you would wake.”

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“I love you.”

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“Thank you.”

---

Oh no.

“Mm?”

No, no no, I forgot it I forgot to put it on, the red tunic, Link, not the green one

“Oh!”

what were you THINKING?!you’re going to burn alive BURN so stupid stupid it hurts get outNOW out from under the mountainHURRY ithurtssobad sobadalready how much life is left in me if it burns this bad?!

“L-ink?”

Sheik! Sheik are you THERE?nevertherehwhenIwanthimtobe this cave, this one, this is it, right? I came this way before I was so burnt Goddesses Almighty it’sallpeelingoff Icanfeelitpeeling isitcharred liketheworld?allmyfault, I’m going to dietoFAIL and it’llallbeallmyfaultalloveragain the egg toss, I broke all the eggs, oh no, look at them all cooked on the ground I have to pick them up

“Oh.”

can’t waste eggs like that

“An- ordinary dream?”

someone has to eat them, right?

“I…”

I’ll feel better if I eat them

“shouldn’t wake you, should I?”

food always helps even with the burning but is anyone else around?

“I should… sleep more.”

I could share them. “Anyone? The eggs are ready! If you’re not hungry, maybe you could toss them now. They’ll still break if you mess up.” How can it still be dark with all this LAVA? I can’t see! “If no one wants them, I’ll eat them.”

Okay, Link, no one here, the eggs are all yours. It’ll help the burning- hey.

Hey, you can’t have horses in here. That’s bad for them. They’re eating all the hay and BAD THAT’S BAD IT’S ON FIRE NO NO NO HORSE NO OH NO WHAT DO YOU DO FOR A HORSE WHO ATE FIRE? No where are you going?! Come back back back back my back why is it always hotter behind me? Maybe that’s the cooler cave over there, just go forward, Link, of course, why are you so thick-headed? Ouch.

?

Come on.

Come on, my head’s not THAT thick.

Fit.

Fit fit fit.

There’s plenty of room and your BACK is burning just fit through the hole, head! The KIDS went this way, you can't just leave them!

“You’re lame, Link.”

“Chee! Chee, what am I stuck on?” Oooh look at her folding her arms like that she looks like it’s obvious but it really isn’t, the cavemouth’s plenty wide.

“You’re square like dad.”

“No I’m not.”

“Yes you are.”

What’s she doing?

Water?! “Where’d you get that?”

“I have to keep you cool.”

“No NO CHEE it’ll STEAM, it’ll-!!!” What?! Wet, wet, sweating, hot why does it hurt so much?

“I’m sorry. Phh.”

Chee- no, don’t cry-

“I wanted to help.”

No, no no no what’s- why is she-

“Chee, it’s okay. I’ll read to you.” It’s her favorite book. “See? I put the pages back in.”

Why is she still crying?

I’ll just start.

Huh?

Why can’t I pick up the book?

No fair. I just fixed it!

Open up, book!

Mom? I hear her in the kitchen.

“Mom? Chee’s crying in bed.”

Wow, you’d think she’d stop what she’s doing. Chee doesn’t cry anymore, she’s got a way thicker skin than I do. “Mom?”

Why isn’t she answering me?

Get right in there and lean down, Link, get a good look at her face-

She’s crying, too! “Mom, what’s wrong?”

…She just… keeps scrubbing that dish. It’s foul. What is that on there? Purple? What? WHAT? “Mom, don’t touch it!” Grab that plate and THROW IT OUT THE WINDOW, LINK AND OH S#*% you are in big trouble now because you broke a window holy crap dad is going to be SO MAD.

Go get the plate get the pieces you can put it back together Link before he comes home you have lots of time, right? Lots-

NO.

CHARRED! THE WORLD NOT AGAIN THE CLOUD IT’S CIRCLING DEATH MOUNTAIN WHEN DID IT GET HERE IT SHOULDN’T BE HERE NO NOT AGAIN I FIXED IT I FIXED IT I FIXED IT I FIXED IT I KNOW IT WAS MY FAULT BUT I FIXED IT I SWEAR PLEASE BELIEVE ME DAD PLEASE

“Come here. Now.”

“Please, I fixed it. I don’t understand!”

“Now, Link.”

Oh. Oh right. I forgot.

My hands.

I grew up. Didn’t I?

“It only needed fixing because you broke it.”

“I know. I’m sorry.”

“Sorry’s not acceptable. Look at this mess.”

All the cracks! He’s right. How do I fill them in? They go so deep and Margil and Beraya are down there how could I forget them?!!? But you have to keep going, Link, you can't just let these cracks swallow everyone else up, too, you have to fill them in even if it means dad sees you weeping, all the weeping, all the people you killed

There’s not enough dirt, I’m already burning and “do you have a bigger shovel?”

“You can have this.”

Huh? “A magnifying glass?”

“Look harder.”

Okay, I guess.

All the cracks are still there.

Wait. Why are there two Death Mountains? “Why does it look normal through this?”

“Here.”

ANOTHER magnifying glass? Look at all of them!! “Where’d you get all these?”

“From you.”

“But I only had one!”

“You kept leaving them behind.”

Well that’s just silly. “If my back didn’t hurt so much, I’d bury you in the sand again.”

“You forgot about the twilight.”

“I didn’t forget. But I can only see it through this one.”

“Better look, then, or you’ll miss it.”

Fine, DAD.

Wow. “It’s really beautiful.”

“It is, isn’t it?”

“Link?”

Zelda! “Oh my Goddess, I was worried about you. Have you met my dad?”

“You mean your father?”

Oh. Right. Your hands. Look at them now, Link. You DID grow up. “Yeah. Yes, I did. Father, may I introduce Princess Zelda?”

“What about her?”

Her who? OH. “Yeah, that’s Princess Zelda, too." Oh man that's some stare she's giving me, she thinks I'm so stupid, but it's fair considering how often she has to save my ass.

“Hph. You do keep leaving things behind.”

“You’re not a thing, Sheik.”

“What am I, then?”

“I thought you said she was the Princess.”

“She is," dad "Father, it's just…” wait. Wait, I fixed it. Right?

Right?

Zelda?

“What is it, Link?”

“She’s not real, right?”

“Hph. Typical.”

Shush, Sheik. You’re the not-real one.

“Perhaps you should look harder, my love.”

She looks worried. I should do what she says.

Which is the right glass? Or is it the mirror?

…Let’s try them all.

Aaaaaaand there she is. She's only in this one.

“Well!”

Why’s Zelda so excited?!

“That’s it, then! Come, Link!”

“Where?”

“We must make haste to the stable. They’ll be so pleased to see you!”

Yeah. Yeah, they will, won’t they? “Wait up!”

“You must catch up, Sir Knight!”

“Hey!” Speedy trickster. How’d she get so far ahead so fast?! “Hey, wait. Wait- Zelda-“ ohmyGODDESS what?! “FIRE Zelda NO NO LOOKOUT NO!!!!”

OHMYGODDESSWHEREISSHE NO NO PLEASE NO PLEASE SHE WAS REAL SHE WAS REAL BURNINGBURNINGBURNINGBURNINGBURNING WHOCARESHOWHOTLINK HOW HOT IT IS DOESN’T MATTER YOUR ZELDA SHE’S YOUR ZELDA BURNINGSO HOT hot why am I so hot sweating? Head. Square.

“S…”quare. “H-“ hurts.

“M. Mhh?”

Ohmy

pain

Itburnsitburnsburns it was Death Mountain pillow warm couch, couches? Chaises? Oh boy here we go burning and awkward but hand, I know that hand, praise the Goddess, praise Hylia thank you thank you so much take it, her hand Zelda's (eyesocket throbbing so bad why?)

"L- ink?"

Zelda. Zelda- Oh- OH "We- we're." Alive!

"We're safe."

Her hand squeezing what-? What is THAT? You're sticky. Stuck bandages.

Burning "Fire."

"In- indeed."

"Burns- your wounds-?"

"They've tended us. Well, I think."

Her thinky eyebrows. Her hand's so cold on my forehead.

"You do feel a bit warm."

Not good. Not a surprise, either. "We went a long time." Unclean wounds.

"Yes. They've left us an elixir for kHH- for fkhHH-hh- feverKHh-khkhkhhhh-hHh. Mgh."

Zelda. There. You're bandagy, Link, but you still have fingertips and knuckles and Zelda seems to like them on her cheek and you love her so much.

She's alive.

"Mm."

We're alive.

I wasn't fishing for fingertip kisses but it's amazing that she's doing this. She's doing this because she loves me.

Zelda loves me.

Cut it out, eyes. Why now? Too dry anyway. Water soon. Zelda first.

She's not far. Can I manage- "AHgh-ff-oooh…" wow, that little shift hurts this much?!

"You- appear to have far more bandages than I do."

"Yeah, it-" no, Link! You more and her LESS was the point. "It's worth it."

Another new look on her face. Kind of a smile but it doesn't look happy. And it's sideways.

She's sideways, too. Maybe that's throwing me off.

"I ought to have been more cautious."

"You did what was right."

"I… behaved as a concerned sovereign ought to."

"Sounds right to me."

"I may be a little muddled. My head continues to turn on itself, with no proper course of action emerging with clarity."

"Your father said… yesterday morning- hah- hahah-hh."

"Link?"

"Sorry. I just- fh- can't believe it's only been like a day."

"It may have been longer, depending on the length of our sleep."

"Yeah, that's true."

"…And what of my father?"

"Oh, he just said something like if you only base your choices on whether you might get attacked, you've already let your enemies corral you."

"Mm. He also told your sister she ought not to blame you for choices made with her well-being at heart."

"And that no one could know how their choices would turn out ahead of time. So… please don't blame yourself."

.

She's totally blaming herself. "Please?"

"It isn't self-recrimination, Link, so much as my desire to learn. For next time."

Next time.

There will be one, too. Once that guy figures out we didn't die. We never hit bottom and oh! "You said you saw them under us. Huiru and Reida."

"I did. Goddess help me, I did."

Wow. She never says things like that.

She's shaking. "Hey. Hey, it's alright. They're not here."

"…They… seemed unable to keep up with the wind. I am thankful for that."

Okay… you have to swallow, Link. But try not to make noise when you do it even though it hurts (damn, it DOES, why does my throat hurt so bad?). Try not to let her know you're now wondering if they've been scrabbling their way up that cliff this entire time. Or if they can talk. All they'd have to do is tell the rider we flew off.

"Kh-khhh-hh- khHHHhh."

Your Princess is still shaking, Link. "Hey." Pain be damned. I'll scooch onto her couch or- sort of- half on hers and half on miIIIINEpain if it's the last thing I do, but careful when you hold her, if hers hurt like mine do. "I'm here."

"Ohh-h. I- I fear causing you pain."

Her fingertips, she doesn't know where to touch me- oh my eye, that eyesocket "Ffff-" yeah that really does fricking hurt.

"We shall have to get you a new bow."

"Oh." And now I can't unremember, the string snapped in my face! I'm all mixed up. And… her fingers. My windpipe. So gentle. It was Reida's bones, choking me. StalReida. And… oh no. Pull that fur down a little, Link.

She's making a face.

Shrinking.

Like she think's I'm judging her?

No, no no no, Zelda. Why would she think that? When I should've stopped Huiru before he reached her.

That- f$#*ing- bastard. She's so bruised. There's his thumbprints. His other fingers. Marked on her neck like those potato bruises, the really black ones, and then all those tiny little blood-bursts, she's speckled like a robin egg. Bare bones… must dig deeper, harder than living hands. He didn't even have her long. I ripped him off her.

That- me doing that. I could've done some of this, too.

Maybe I shouldn't be touching her like this. She's not hurting me, but it looks so painful. "Should I stop?"

"Mkh-hh. Please don't."

"Hh." Soft. Stay soft.

I don't dare kiss her neck, not even gently. It'll hurt…

Those things were so strong. She must be like me. Less breakable than normal. Someone else? Crushed windpipe.

Her lips, though? Those I can kiss. Stay very, very, very soft, Link.

"Oh-m."

Her hand curling my hair ohhh that hurts too doesn't it but we're alive and her lips are so chapped and she deserves (she deserves) (I don't) no Link, don't think it. These are Reida's boneprints in your neck.

And there's Zelda's forehead on mine.

"I- wish we were in my bed, heheh."

"Kph. That would be more convenient. I'm kind of on the seam, here."

"Indeed. You-"

Oh, her face is falling, her face is falling

"You ought to return to your propped position against that arm. They placed you that way for a reason."

"Eh. I'm okay here."

"IkhHHh- khh-hh. I am concerned about your temperature- oh."

"Oh?"

"SkhHh. Sir Finn wanted to know the moment you woke."

"Who is he?"

"Our caretaker, it seems."

Ooo-hoo, what is THAT face?

"I shall-"

"Oh woah, woah, Zelda, stay down-"

"In- deed not, Sir Knight. You are far more injured thaKHHn-kh-khhh-hh-"

"But coughing less."

"-hhHHkhh. Mgh. Hh. I haven't a fever."

"Yeah, I've had fevers before, though, and you're my Princess."

"And what of it? You are my knight."

"Pff. Which again means I protect you."

"From the need to pull a simple cord?"

"Double-pff. Now I'm DEFINITELY doing it." Up, Link "OoOOOhffffff-"

"Link!"

"I'm good, it just- hurts." It's fine, Link, and the floor isn't that cold, the fire in the grate's been going a while and oooh, the water pot, that's a good idea.

Don't get distracted, Link, just hurry over here and pull the cord and get back in-

"Oh- the- bolt. I'd thrown it as you slept."

"Got it." Smart. Of course, this means I am absolutely not sleeping until it's bolted again. Just in case.

Reidabones.

…No. If I hear Reidabones I'm going to help them destroy what's left of her, even if I rip my bandages out of my BAaaACKskin which is what it feels like I'm doing right now holy crap get back on that couch and stay still "F-f-f-f-f" wait. Wait, whose underwear am I wearing?

"He- heheheheh, knight."

"What?"

"I'm astonished you have such acrobatics in you at the moment."

Very glad she's not just laughing at this nothing-but-bandages-and-underwear situation. "For me, jumping onto a couch isn't acrobatics. It's just the fast way to get back under the blanket."

"It does seem cold, even with the fire."

I hope that's true, and not that we're both actually feverish, but my fever is higher than hers.

Elixirs?

"Kh-hh-khHh-"

DOORbeready

"-hh-kh-h- oh-"

"Wha-?!"

Hiiiiii, why's he so surprised? It's not like they didn't know I was in here, right?

"You're up?!"

"Uh. Kind of?"

"Lee. Lee! He's up. Yell it down."

"THE GUY'S UP."

Wow.

.

And this guard clearly has no idea what to do next.

.

Be friendly? "Hi. I'm Link."

"Hehehehehehe. Y- yeah."

…What the hell?

"Sir Finn'll probably be- be with you- soon. I'll just."

…Sneak back into the hallway?

"KhhHHh-khh."

"Be. Outside."

Aaand door shut.

Zelda?

"Sir Allim appears to be quite skittish."

"Why?"

Oh. Oh, I don't like that face on her either, and this time she's less sideways.

"Link, I think some of these people suspect us to be Yiga Clan members."

"What?!"

"I heard them say something- something which suggested so to me when I first awakened. I- could of course be mistaken."

That's just. "I." I want to say it's crazy but I can't because it so isn't. Not with what's been happening this week. And with Vayden being in the castle longer than I was, which… is really f$*%ing terrifying now that I think about it that way.

"They've treated us well, regardless."

…Yeah. You know what? "It's… okay."

"Is it?!"

"Yeah. Because it's pretty reasonable for them to be confused by us. And unless I was asleep a really long time, there hasn't been enough time for news to have made it deep along the other side of Tanagar Canyon. They wouldn't've known we were on the plain. Hh. The last thing they heard about might be the festival."

Blinky blinks. Why?

"Link."

"What?"

"…They may think you're dead."

.

"I did not think of that." Crap, crap, CRAP how do I prove it's me OH "The sword! Where's-?"

"I do not know."

Maybe they leaned it up-

"It isn't in this room. But Link, it isn't enough."

"Why not?"

"Their discussion of your sword is, in fact, what tipped me off."

"But it doesn't look even vaguely Sheikah, much less anything like what Vayden and Carok-guy were carrying."

"It has long been said that Yiga magic excels at disguise."

"Yeah…" Thus Jeralt's three-guards plan.

"They spoke of things looking wrong. And I think considering your sword's immense weight-"

"Its what?!"

"Y- yes. They don't appear able to lift it and… I rather understand how someone might wonder whether it is, in fact, some other, far heavier object disguised to appear as your sword."

No way. No way, that's crazy. "It's light!"

"I would agree with you but for the others' attempts to remove it from your person."

"So you agree. It's light."

"It seems so to me."

"Like… lighter than all those rocks you lugged in the yard."

"Heh. Kh-kh. Hh. Yes. Far lighter. Quite easy to manage."

When they tried to remove it… I do remember them tugging on me a lot… "What about the slate?"

"It- oh-"

Boots. Movement.

Okay, Link. Okay, it's fair. Sure. They can suspect you're Yiga. But you KNOW Yiga are after you and the Princess. You can't let them put her at risk. Remember your own advice to yourself. Be suspicious.

No, wait. That wasn't my advice to myself. My advice was 'Don't be so suspicious Link.'

No. No no, wait. It was 'Be suspicious, but not TOO suspicious.'

How much is too suspicious?

Clearly WAY MORE than I was being. I should've had Huiru and Reida sniffed out the minute they seemed not to respect Zelda's orders. Very not-Sheikah. I just assumed my preconception was wrong.

Not useful criteria if people don't even think she IS the Princess, although I can watch for people who seem strangely stupid. Stupidity that consistently messes us up. Other than my own, of course.

Well… I should probably watch for that, too. Me being stupid is not good for us and speaking of stupid before they come in what do I do if they decide we're a threat and try to separate us? Or restrain us.

Those boots are shuffling right outside there.

"Kh khh khHHhhh-hm."

The answer is no.

No separating and no restraining. Period.

And in come those boots.

"Good morning."

Does that mean it's morning or is he saying that because I just woke up? A nod and a small wave, Link. Don't really trust the voice right now.

"Surprised you're awake already."

Zelda?

Yeah, it's not just me. She doesn't think he sounds happy about it either.

"This is Sir Finn. He- is in charge of our recovery."

Her face. She… doesn't know what to do here, does she?

She's usually good with people, but they also pretty much already believe she's the Princess.

She looks deflated.

You know what, Link? This time, it's up to you. After all, I'm not used to people thinking I'm anything in particular. Assuming he's NOT a Yiga, this guy deserves your respect, and he's technically under your command. Just follow your own rule: don't be an asshole.

Get back up, Link. Blanket off, and sitting up "f-f-f-f-ooh."

"I don't recommend that."

Yeah, but how else am I going to get up and shake your hand? Give him a little nod, Link, and oh that's interesting, what did my eyebrows just do? I think it's something father's do sometimes. Up, Link, it hurts and it's cold, but it's important, I think, and I'm real glad my nuts aren't just hanging out.

He is giving you SOME look.

"For the love of- sir, with respect-"

Ohh and in come two more pairs of boots- oh, three.

"-please stay dow-?"

Yeah, that's my hand. For shaking! "Good to meet you, Sir Finn. You have my thanks on behalf of both of us, but especially for tending to the Princess." Let that sink in for a second. "I'm Sir Link."

And there's the stare-down.

Don't let it be a stare-down, though. Let the smile out. Let it just be real. Yeah, I'm thankful we're not dead and you helped us. Yeah, I know you're confused and wary. But I'm also not going to bite.

"KhhHHh-hh."

I am, apparently, going to shiver a little, but keep your mouth closed, Link. Keep a lid on it.

There it is- he's taking my hand. And that's an at least relatively normal handshake. I think.

My smile's a little bigger now. None on him, though. Just looking down at me.

"You're welcome. We're not in the habit of leaving people to die in the snow."

"Glad to hear it."

Checking me out all over. Okay.

Eyes lingering on my neck- and narrowing. Did he not realize what he was looking at before? Or was he so busy with the burns and my eye that he didn't notice?

"Couldn't help but notice your palm is warm."

No 'Sir.' Probably to be expected. "The Princess noticed, too." Ha. That one took him aback a bit. "I couldn't tell if her temperature was elevated."

…And he's nodding at the couch.

"Please have a seat and use the fur. We'll check."

Alright. Cordial. I haven't set off any alarm bells.

"Lee, watch for Temda, Izie and all them."

"Yes, sir."

"Allim."

Yeah, he's trying not to say it, but that was totally 'Allim, if this guy makes a wrong move knock him on his ass.'

But I haven't moved wrong. I'm just… back here with Zelda, under my blanket.

She looks pale.

Dammit. I couldn't help that look, and I know he saw it. That wasn't professional-concern-look. That was emotional-oh-no-please-be-okay-look. Too late now.

She looks worried, too. And like she feels kind of sick. Like when fruitcake got ruined for her, and the sight of it turned her stomach.

Aw. I haven't stuffed her full of fruitcake, yet. Haven't had the chance to tell Plynne she'd eat it again.

One palm on each of our foreheads.

And not mine anymore. Just hers.

Those are thought-wrinkles.

"Did you use the fever elixir?"

Resist the urge to tell him to call her Princess.

"No. I slept."

Now is not the time to insist. Why does her voice sound small?

"KhhhhhHHh. Kh-khh-hhh. Mgh."

"Lee, any sign of Izie?"

"Not yet, sir."

"Yell down the stairs. Hurry her up."

"Yes, sir."

"Allim."

"Y- yes, sir."

"Check her forehead, would you?"

"Sir?"

"See how warm she is."

"Uh. S- ir."

Okay… what's he doing?

…Getting a bag from the hallway.

And that would be a thermometer. Expensive, those.

Cleaning it.

"Well, Allim?"

"What?"

"Does she feel like she has a fever?"

"No, sir."

"How does she feel, then?"

"Ah- er- h- how do you feel, Princess?"

Oh my Goddess I can FEEL Finn's eyeroll in the depths of my soul, WOW-

"Allim. Is she the same temperature as you?"

"KhhkhHHHHhhh."

"No, sir."

"What is she, then?"

"…Not sick?"

…This guy's real lucky Chee's not here to make fun of him. I may genuinely feel bad for Sir Finn with his pinched-shut eyes.

"Does she feel cooler than you?"

"Yes, sir."

He's nodding and clearly used to Allim not being all that smart and NOT ALL THAT SMART? Be suspicious, Link. Though… what tactical advantage there'd be in not saying Zelda's cooler than you, I don't know.

Zelda's not usually cold, is she? She's not one of those people with cold hands and feet. Just… reach out, Link. Slowly so you don't give this guy an excuse to poke you with his long stick. Take her hand again.

And… you are also not all that smart, Link. You have a fever. EVERYONE will seem cold to you. Nice that she squeezed me a little, though, no matter how cold it feels.

And here comes the freshly-cleaned thermometer.

"Under your tongue, please. Hold it there firmly until I say otherwise."

Not her first time.

This should really be an awkward silence, but Finn is clearly keeping some kind of mental track of timing or something for the thermometer, Allim's looking confused enough that it doesn't bug me that I know he's also watching for threatening moves, and Zelda…

There were dark circles under her eyes when I woke up, but I feel like they're getting worse while we're sitting here, and there's something about the way her hand's resting in mine. Like she needs mine to lift hers up.

I could be imagining that.

"KmmMMm-mmh-mmh-hh. Mg. M."

"Just hang on a few more moments."

"Mhh. Kmmhh-mmhh. KmmMMMMMmm-hh-mh."

"Alright-"

"Kmm-mmh-khhHhh khHHHHh-hhh. KhHh. Mgh-hh. Hh."

Thoughtful is definitely the word for that look on his face.

"Your body temperature is low."

"…I do feel cold."

"Stay under that fur. Stay warm. With your wounds- not that we want you to be feverish, but cold tends to let festering set in and take hold. Eating should help warm you, too. And you."

And me.

"You have a clear fever, but not high enough for that elixir. That's in case of dangerous highs."

"Like delirious-high?"

"Yes."

Got it.

"Sleep, warmth, and food are still the answer. Food first. Then we'll get your bandages changed and reapply the salve."

Maybe me having a fever was a good thing. This guy's bedisde manner seems to have kicked in or something.

"Has there been- any word. From the help you spoke of?"

"No, ma'am, and I wouldn't expect there to be. It'd take days to get word back from Serenne."

"I thought, pehKhhr-hh- perhaps someone fleeing the eastern plain-"

"Would more likely find help with the Sheikah near the old temple or one of the snowfield Garrisons."

…Why does he suddenly look freaked out?

"Izie will be in soon."

.

He totally rushed out. "I'm… guessing the help is people from here responding to the fire?"

"Yes."

Glad. Very glad. Maybe they'll run into the others. Margil and Beraya… and Daile. They all kicked serious ass. If we can pick them up for the journey back-

Dear Goddess. The journey back. We'll be heading through the plain again if we ever want to go back to the castle. What if you didn't kill everything? What if it's still infested? What if by the time we get there, it's totally overrun?

"Link? You look…"

"Sorry. Just thinking about- next steps."

Oh. The look on her face. "Sorry again." Forward, Link. Hold her. Gingerly, but…

"Ph. Kh-hh."

Her eyes. Closed against the crook of my neck. Can't feel properly. There's… another new bandage there. Where the ReDead bit me.

I'm a mess. We both are.

.

I can't fight on every front personally. I hope Zelda and I killed most of the true horrors on the plain. And I hope the others kick the serious ass they were kicking when we got separated, and that they're well and we'll see them soon.

But the part of the world I'm meant to protect is right here in front of me, and she's not feeling well. Definitely not up for another trip for a while. Neither am I. My back- weird feeling. Hurts, yeah, but also… full? That's not quite right.

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Instant noodles

Bakugou x reader

Summary: Bakugou cooks instant noodles for you cuz you'll burn the house down before managing it on your own :)

A/n: i cannot cook to save my life :) and in this fic neither can you! :))

established relationship. also uhhh long hair implied? long enough to tie? bro idk how iffy you guys get about descriptions so. yeah.

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Your boyfriend had only just finished a ridiculously exhausting patrol. Sighing tiredly as he crossed the threshold, kicking off his boots, he could barely keep his eyes open and was all but ready to crash into bed.

"I'm ho-" He barely managed to call out before he was interrupted by a loud, panicked squeal coming from the kitchen, that had his eyes flying open, all tiredness forgotten as his hero reflexes kicked in.

"Wait. Wait, no- WABHGH! OH, FUCK."

He rushed into the kitchen to see you standing over the stove, chopsticks in one hand while the other supported the big, fluffy calico hanging off your shoulder, chewing on a mouthful your hair.

He blinked at the sight. Once. Twice. Before he let out a long, tired sigh of an aging single mother of 6 children on a sugar rush 2 hours past bedtime.

"Why."

"ITS NOT MY FAULT!" you squawked indignantly, before squeaking as the furry demon on your shoulder managed to undo your hair tie, your ponytail coming undone. Your bastard of a boyfriend had the audacity to raise a perfect blonde eyebrow at you, clearly unconvinced.

"Oh my god. Just help me get this gremlin out of the kitchen."

This bitch has the nerve to let out another weary sigh of a warrior bearing the weight of the world as he lazily makes his way up to you and you have never wanted to smack him so bad in your life.

"The way I see it, there are two gremlins in my kitchen and both of you are leaving."

"RUDE- BWAH!" You squeaked in surprise when your stupidly buff pro hero of a boyfriend scooped you- and the cat- ridiculously easily into his arms, casually making his way out of the kitchen.

"Mrrp."

"SHUT IT. THIS IS YOUR FAULT- WHHH. KATSU STOP THAT," you shrieked when Bakugou all but dumped you onto the couch, the impact knocking the air out of your lungs before he was plopping the heavy ass furball onto your stomach to force a wheeze out of you and finish off the job.

Satisfied, that the fire hazard- you- were a safe distance from anything flamable, he left you to wrestle with your oversized beast of a cat on the sofa. Padding into the kitchen let another exhausted sigh of a tortured old soul given God's greatest test as he assessed the damage done.

"What were you even making?"

"Instant noodles!" You called from the living room. "I- OH MY GOD STOP TRYING TO EAT MY HAIR YOU FURRY LIZARD-" Bakugou listened to the loud thump from the living room followed by a loud indignant yowl and more frantic scrambling before you popped up beside him.

"Oh. But I burnt the first one so this was gonna be my second try," you explained nonchalantly, peering down at your failed attempts of a late supper.

"How the fuck," he started, pinching the bridge of his nose as if to keep whatever patience he has left on your cooking abilities from leaving his body. "Do you burn instant noodles?"

"Fire, apparently."

"...you know what, forget I asked." At this point he wasn't even sure if you were being sarcastic or if your braincells just give up on life the moment cooking was involved.

"You're banned from the kitchen if I'm not around to supervise," he stated, dumping the contents of the pot into the trash, not really knowing what exactly was in it- just that he was sure it was nothing close to edible.

"Wh- you can't do that!" You sputtered in disbelief. Because, come on! You're bad but not that bad.

"Can. Just did."

"But I didn't even set off the fire alarm this time!"

"The fact that you managed to set it off at all should be enough for me to ban you from the kitchen."

"Bu-" you cut yourself off as you caught the look your boyfriend gave you from the corner of his eye. Bombastic side eye indeed.

"Fine.." you grumbled, conceding begrudgingly, puffing out your cheeks in annoyance as you watch Bakugou tinker around in the kitchen with practiced ease. The two of you settled in comfortable silence

"Oh. Thats okay, Katsu," you spoke up when you saw him pull out fishcakes and veggies to add to the noodles. "I was going to make a plain one anyways."

Another sigh of an exasperated dying seal.

"Baby. I know for you, the bar is in hell. But I have standards to live up to, y'know."

Well. You're too shocked by the audacity of this man to even respond to that apparently.

At least he gave you kisses to shut you up.

And he's making you food.

And he's hot.

Yeah. Otherwise, you'd be whacking him on the head.

...

Yeah, no. You're whacking him either way. Bakugou only burst out cackling at your attempts to pounce at him, easily holding you off with a single muscled arm, while not even pausing his cooking.

How dare he.

🌟

It was only a little while later that you're perched at the counter, satisfied little smile from a good late night meal as your boyfriend watched you slurp up the last of the bowl's contents with exasperated fondness.

"You're lucky you're cute with how much of a safety hazard you are."

"Can you ever compliment me without insulting me in the same sentence?" You drawled lazily, padding to the sink with your dirty dishes.

"No."

You tried glaring at this bastard, failing miserably. You were barely able to keep your eyes narrowed at your sleepy boyfriend that depsite the bite in his words, had unmistakable softness in his eyes that you know is reserved just for you.

If an ass, why so fucking adorable?

"Hey," you called softly, walking over to him, reaching out to touch his arm, stirring him just a bit before he fell asleep at your kitchen counter. You loosely wrapped your arm around his shoulders from where you stood beside him, nuzzling into his fluffy hair. "Thanks for the food. We should probably head to bed now."

Your cat yowled loudly, calling onto both your attention as she passed the counter, trotting into the kitchen to her food bowl, tail swishing high in the air.

Oh no.

You winced internally as you watched Bakugou woke up a little more, his eyes narrowed in focus at the sight of the cat's tail looking suspiciously singed.

Fuck. Yep. Time for bed. You barely managed to slip out of the kitchen and into the hallway before-

"DID YOU SET FIRE TO THE FUCKING CAT?!"

"NO SHE DID THAT HERSELF!"

"Y/N!"

🌟

A/n: based on me and my cat that woke up and chose violence :)) also HI !! its been a hot minute since i posted a fic and i mOURN the time this blog has been quiet. life has just been busy and my brain wiLL NOT STOP SPOUTING NEW WIP IDEAS BEFORE FINISHING ONE GOD-

[the-flys-buzz]

yeah of course!!!!! i wonder if i still know how to fly with these wings......

h. hes once again trying to change the topic. he just likes when his dad is happy 💔

pssssss....... dad. uh. did i ever tell you that two different versions of you are also my father figures :3c

HEL. he. he just sorta appeared and started with that hes just a little guy💔

//@the-flys-buzz

“No. You haven’t told me. But, now I know. Thank you for this information.”

[well. It’s Steven. He probably doesn’t have the happiest of tones.]

[gotta-pet-em-all]

wgat the fuck

pain level is zero and

whar happemed

why is it evening

im hungry???

whhh

somethinghAppened to me

[0m3g4skanohiforge]

Sorry for missing so many Mask Mondays, gathered friends. I've been doing a lot of work in the background and was reeaaallylyyy hoping to have something awesome to share (without just reusing/teasing 810) but wow. Colours are driving me insane.

I was commissioned to match Orange! Standard Vakama orange. Shouldn't be too tricky, right? Just reuse a formula and swap colours for orange, maybe use Red or Yellow as a base. Of course it's not that easy. And after so many attempts coming out too pale, too yellow, too dark, too bright, I happened on this!

And I thought, "Wow! At least this near-perfect match for the new Reddish-Orange fron the Space sets will be really cool to share!" Only for it to look nothing alike on camera. Why does it look worse on camera than to my eyes? How does that work? I already test colours in daylight, standard house light, LED flashlight, and fluorescent light to make sure none of them are affecting the colour. Why does Camera change all that?

It looks near perfect in person, I swear. If anything I was gonna try adding a single drop of my weakest red to slightly darken and tint it, but the camera makes it look more like Salmon. Whhh

[thereareeyesinsidethetrees]

whhh

why is ashfur listed as ashpaw on the official warrior cats website????

he's not an apprentice anymore, he was the main villain of an entire recent ark. he has been the villain TWICE. he's one of the most well known characters in the entire series. how did they miss ashfur????

[ask-builderman]

Sigh, this is just an endless cycle now... I think I'm finished then I find another blog /lh /silly

*Poke!*

*Scampers away*

"Whhh-- Why do I keep getting poked?? What's with you guys and poking me???"

"At least give me a second to react!... Oh nevermind they ran off.."

[deactigayted]

comic companies: wahhhh why doesn't anyone buy comics anymore wHhhh no one appreciates the art wHhh

also comic companies: makes a 30 page comic $5 and some of them 8 fucking dollars

[xullian]

why hello (remembers your account)

how are you doing oh great artist.. C:<

Wh. Hello. Hello????????? Great artist????

WHHH??????????

[beantothemax]

Teehee hello hi I have Kana fic. It takes place during her paralog

"DON'T HURT MY PAPA!" Kana shrieked and shrieked.

Her throat hurt. She never yelled, hardly spoke louder than a whisper, but now she feared for her father's life. It was supposed to be a nice visit, why were these people here!?

She got some kind of adrenaline rush, she felt as though she could tear the enemies apart with her hands, but it barely lasted a minute. Her hands turned to claws and she grew at least five times taller. She killed at least a dozen beasts with a single swipe of her claw, but the energy became far too much and she collapsed, all her senses fading as she could just faintly hear her mother, aunts and uncles arrive.

She slowly opened her eyes, first noticing just how heavy her limbs were. She tried to move, but couldn't.

"Oh shushu, don't strain yourself," such a sweet voice said.

"Mama?" Kana said.

"I'm here, I'm here," Rinkah whispered, carefully hugging her beloved daughter.

Her mother was so sweet, always so loving and caring despite everyone else saying she was terrifying. Maybe that rage she always carried dissappeared when she was with a being as small and lovely as Kana.

Kana didn't notice she was crying until Rinkah wiped away her tears.

"It's okay, those monsters are gone," she whispered.

"I wanna see papa."

"I know, shushu, I'll go get him."

Rinkah placed Kana down once more, careful not to disturb the bandages she finally realized she had. As the door shut, Kana managed to just barely lift her arm. There were bandages from her shoulder to the tips of her fingers, and it ached. She let her arm fall once more, staring at the wall while she waited.

This room was unfamiliar, unlike anything they had in her homeworld. Perhaps her parents had finally brought her home? She had been excited for this day, but dreaded it as well. She understood their decision to keep her away from the war, but she resented them for hardly being there at all. The ones who had taught her to speak, walk, love and fight had been maids and tutors, not her mama or papa.

But when the door opened and a tearful Archibald entered, Kana forgot everything else. She could complain later, she needed to hug her papa now. He held her as tight as he could and she wept in his arms. Her mama joined them. For once, the family was all together. Perhaps now that Kana was old enough, she could fight alongside her parents and help end this conflict that had so mercilessly torn them apart.

WAAAAAAAAAAAUAUGHAGAHAHAGAHAH,,, FAMBLILEY………

TH. WHHH. WHAIAGH

BWEURHHHDHS?????(???????,,,,,??,?,?

[thegongoozlerreacts]

Cemetery Mary: True End (Crowven's Route)

here i am!! time to get the true end, where i will hopefully get all of the answers to my questions (or at least most of them)

since the ending guide says that the true end is the same regardless of the route you got it on, i will be doing Crowven's and not twyla's or Reginald's because i just really like seeing Mary and Crowven have a good time together

spoilers below

since im gonna get the true ending, i've decided i wont skip anything so that i'll be going through a complete story (does that make sense??)

lol its kinda funny (not really) that Mary's parents were so worried that she'd be a victim of 'the Blackwood Butcher' im sure Reginald would find it funny since the only reason he's killing people is for Mary

i wonder why Reginald killed Mary's aunt and uncle (well i think he did) but only kidnapped her parents (unless he killed them at some point but if he did he would have let the bodies be found yk? for a funeral) maybe its just cuz it was her parents

man the tension between Mary and Crowven at the beginning,,,, at least in this route it will fade away

man,, i wonder what would have happened if Mary had told someone about the mystery number instead of like,, talking to them in secret

Vasilis looks cool i know theyre the mc of Blackout Hospital, and ive been planning to play that game after Cemetery Mary so after i get the true ending im gonna play that game afterwards lmaoo I wonder if Crowven shows up in Blackout Hospital or smth it would be interesting to see more of their relationship

"A chocolate muffin! Because sweet foods are the best!" Mary is so cute aaaaa i love her

i also wonder if we'll ever get an explanation for the animosity between twyla and Crowven like what was all that stuff in the lake about?? i need to know

im now wondering if the mystery number really is Reginald i mean who else could it be tho?? but it wasnt really confirmed in any route that its Reginald behind the mystery number and the kidnapping of Mary's parents, just that he's the killer how odd

ohhhh dude i just realized that Mary never learns that Reginald can tell when someone (when Mary?) is lying bc to get on that route you have to be honest with him, so she doesnt learn until that moment leading up to the good ending crazy

"Manslaughter on the Disorient Locomotive" lmaoo nice

I JUST REALIZED THAT TWYLA IS AN OWL OHHHH MY GOD. that makes sense

also Reginald being a pufferfish??? that explains why to get the good ending on his route you have to pick a pufferfish or a manta ray

wait a second. Mary Anta.... manta ray... OH MY FUCKING GOD

MARY ANTA IS JUST AN ANAGRAM OF MANTA RAY WHHH Ok that explains the manta ray part and why she was drawn with a manta ray cape in that one scene and why she feels connected to them and her hair-horn things oh my fucking god. holy shit. this is revolutionary

theyre so cute

also oh my god i just searched the relationship between crows and owls, and theyre enemies!! like Crowven and Twyla!! this makes me wanna search up other stuff about the animals the characters are associated with but i have a game to play so i'll do that later

"Rest-aurant In Peace" thats hilarious

i feel so bad for Mary :(( i hope she sees her parents in the true ending

so the mystery number denies being the one in the diner, which i know is Reginald cuz of the Reginald route so if the mystery number was really Reginald then why would he say that he wasnt in the diner and that he doesnt know who it was

he could be lying OR im wrong and the mystery number isnt Reginald at all but then who could it be??? well i guess i'll find out in the true end

aww this is so cute- oHMY GOD HER DAD IS A MANTA RAY

HE'S GOT THE HORNS AND A LITTLE TALE i wonder what her mom is another manta ray maybe???

man this dream makes me so sad :(( Mary thinks its another normal but fun day w her parents but turns out its just a nightmare also the text after Mary wakes up from the nightmare is so "What's the matter, Mary? I thought you liked ghosts." its so ?!?!?!??

the arcade music is such a banger fr

so Zapara and Theodore,,, what animals are they at first i thought Zapara was a cat but maybe she's a dog??? her ears look like cat ears so she's probably a cat and then Theodore is.... i have no idea my first thought was a ram but probably not?? maybe he is tho

anyways on with the game

i still think its really funny that Zapara and Theodore thought 'Cemetery Mary' was a ghost

"You just met them in the wrong environment, that's all!" lol and u thought having Mary find out that ur friends keep drugs in the cemetery was gonna make her like them more than a club????

"You'd never catch me here looking like some over-watered pansy!" oh Zapara,,,,, little do u know

i much prefer Mary's communication with ghosts over the cursed manga stuff

Sunny is so cute just adorable

"Who's the Crowven I know? Is he just a ghost too?" MAN this line is so,,,, its so,,,, rrraghhhghhhhgh yeah

they put her there in that nasty bathtub while she was asleep disgusting honestly if i were Mary i would be more mad about the fact they put me in a bath tub and not the mean noose prank that Zapara did

"I am not at all a violent person" lol. lmao. funny joke Reg

cries

"...After having lost so many people..." "...I'm just glad I haven't lost you yet." SOBBING

i love them so much,,, they are so cute,,,,

OKKK now its time for the TRUE END so excited!!

what happens if i say no oh LOL it just ends i mean that makes sense

so this mysterious narrator?? rewinded back to when Mary fell asleep at the mausoleum interesting

this sure is new Mary please dont go inside the suspicious white van (is that a white van???)

oh its the bus LOL ok get on the bus

why is he asking her to go back to sleep?? whats happening??

why are they leaving tf

who is that and wtf is happening????

CROWVEN DONT DO THAT DONT GRAB THE FUCKING WHEEL

OH SHIT THEY CRASHED

this is serious and im lowkey freaking out but this just looks cute

oh my god we're finally getting some answers lets gooooo

waitwaitwait wtf gangs??? like actually?? well ok

nO WAY ???? HE WAS THE HEAD OF CONGRESS?? so that was the war he was talking about

oh is that why Crowven and his family live in a cabin in the woods instead of actually inside the city???

aww cute

OH SO REGINALD DIDNT KILL THEM AT ALL IT WAS GANG STUFF

Crowven fucking inherited this shit??? yoo thats crazy oh is that what he was out of town for?? gang stuff??

OHHH WTF HE'S THE MYSTERY NUMBER??? ok so i was wrong okok wild i thought it was Reginald they both had that vibe

"Why were you so creepy over the phone?!?!" LMAOOO ok but true maybe its just cuz he's old/j

dont trust the old man just cuz he's old Mary

ok i guess the old man isnt too bad,,

Ovidius is nice i like him

if Crowven dies in the true end i will cry lol pls answer Mary's messages u soon u fucking idiot

NOOO WTF HER PARENTS WHERE ARE THEY WTF WTF WTF

i dont why but in my head these guys have a british accent

but theyre the only ones with the british accent so i think thats really funny it was the 'ello miss' that made me give them a british accent

anyways WTFFFFF NOOOOO i really hope her parents arent dead

why are we in a fucking movie theatre

OH SHIT CROWVEN WTF WTF IS HAPPENING

did Mary die is she a ghost wtf wtf i hope she didnt???? maybe this is just some weird nightmare??

ok it was just a nightmare but wtf

so she's in a jail cell

what.... the fuck?????

what ?? the fuck?? no explanation at all and for what?? what is he doing there? why was he not talking? where is he going? what the fuck is happening???

LETS GOOO CROWVEN'S ALIVE LETS FUCKING GO

Crowven r u fucking serious????

NOOO WAY TWYLA???? oh my god oh ok so that sorta explains the lake stuff n why they hate each other so much bc theyre in opposing gangs

oh fuck oh no she saw Mary

oh wait wtf she's helping Mary?? fr?? ok i guess she isnt that bad but i still dont like her

oh she's insane actually

oh ok i fucking knew it there is absolutely no reason to trust her

AH FUCK OH NO OH SHIT

lets fucking go!! thanks Ovidius

LETS GOOOOOOOO

goddamnit Crowven STOP IT

Mary what r u doing this is a fucking trap i feel it in my bones no way is it that easy

LMFAOOAOA ITS TWYLA'S CAR

she just threw her phone out the window tf

ok so thats really not important compared to everything else thats happening like the fact that Crowven's in the car that was chasing them

does twyla know abt Mary's ghost communication thing or smth cuz in the route i played she didnt get a chance to learn

oh ok nvm its not even a real mausoleum

i hate twyla so much

OHHHH SHE'S IN THE GHOST WORLD

BC SHE'S UNDER THE CEMETERY,,, ALSO THATS ED THERE TOO

oh my god its death???

crazy she's talking to death and theyre a unicorn????? or narwhal??? wait that doesnt matter

ok so Mary gave up her ability to visit the afterlife unfortunately but its ok it was for her family bro that was literally a deus ex machina right???

lets fucking go!!!

wild crazy insane all those words describe twyla

twyla shut the FUCK up

WAIT WAIT WAIT WTF???

NOOOOOOOO OVIDIUS NOOO WTF WTFWTF

ok so 1) Reginald just up and left with no explanation if i went on his route and got the true end from there then how would that happen? like would we get answers for the manga and that headstone? does Mary react to the fact that she has the ability to visit the afterlife for the first time there???

also a small headstone with twyla's initials showed up??? weird

wait what the fuck what???? huh??? will there be a sequel to this game bc i need an explanation for that and everything else

wow,,, so thats really the end wow

this whole game was an absolutely wild ride but i loved it

even tho there's still some mysteries yet to be tied up... im glad Mary and Crowven and her family are safe and are living a good life now its really nice

i do wonder if there'll be a sequel tho bc i'll definitely play that (there's a prequel so im also gonna play that too)

well,,, time for me to at breakfast bc ive been playing this game since 6 am and i am hungry LOL