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vodika-vibes · 6 months ago

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Ohhhh this prompt with a jedi would be super cutie pie!!! My 1st thought was Obi-Wan, because I'm weak to Obi-Wan calling me "dear" or "love" but Plo or Kit would be fine too.

"this is so wrong," "if so, then stop me, love,""you tempt me, y/n-" cue a KISSSSS "-and you drive me insane."

But I might gonna send you new prompts. Spiciers. Or not, just gut wrenching in the romantic angst happy ending sense.

The Heart Of A Jedi

Summary: When Obi-Wan takes you one a mission that his Master can't join him on, some things come out into the open.

Pairing: Padawan Obi-Wan Kenobi x F!Reader

Word Count: 1929

Warnings: There's one instance of a creep, but no details.

A/N: So this story takes place before A Phantom Menace, but other than that there's no set timeline.

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“This place isn’t so bad,” You murmur, more to yourself than to your companion, as you stand on your toes to try and see over the shoulder of a stranger who happens to be blocking the path. “It’s festive.”

Obi-Wan Kenobi brushes a delicate pink petal out of his hair, and makes a face at you, “You would think that, wouldn’t you?”

“What? I think a Festival of Romance is sweet.”

The exasperated expression on his face morphs into something painfully fond, “You’re so…you, sometimes.”

“Well, would you prefer I was more like Qui-Gon?” You ask as you straighten your back and adopt a lofty expression, “Padawan—” You yelp as his hand clamps over your mouth.

“You do a terrible Qui-Gon impression,” He flicks his padawan braid over his shoulder, and then releases you, “Although, I do have to admit that I’m glad I’m here with you rather than my Master.”

You pluck a piece of heart-shaped confetti off his shoulder, “Yes, I can see why that might be awkward.” You’re not laughing at him. You’re not. Well, not a lot, at least.

He shoots you another look, and then reaches out and tugs on your ponytail, “Come on, we need to find our hotel.”

“I bet they’re only gonna have one room,” You say gleefully as you fall into step next to him, and then coughing as you take a face full of confetti. “We’re probably gonna have to share a bed.” You continue once you finish sputtering around the paper in your mouth.

“See, now I think you’re just trying to jinx us.”

“Maybe I am—” Obi-Wan quickly tugs you out of the way of a large man, his hand hovering low, around your hip, to create a buffer between you and anyone around you. “Thanks.”

“Don’t worry about it.” His hand settles protectively on your shoulder as he tugs you closer to his chest, “Let’s get off the street before someone actually hurts you.”

You dig around in your pockets for a moment and then pull out a small slip of flimsy, “We’re looking for The Golden Slipper. The man who contacted the Jedi is the proprietor of that Hotel.”

Ten minutes later, the pair of you are standing in front of said hotel. The Golden Slipper is removed from the main street, and it looks old and kind of worn down. The sign is so faded, that you can barely read the name.

“Are you sure this is the right place?” You ask, turning to look up at the man standing next to you.

“According to the GPS, yeah.”

“Um…” Your gaze flickers to a broken window, and then over to the broken speeder sitting broken down next to the front door, and then settles on the dead flowers in the planters.

“It’s probably better inside.”

“...if you say so.”

It’s not better inside.

It’s only because of Obi-Wan’s quick reflexes that you don’t fall through the floor when you step on a rotten floorboard, his arm a solid lifeline around your waist.

“Did you get hurt?” He asks, his voice low.

“No, you caught me before I could.”

He carefully sets you back on your feet and motions for you to stay close, his expression wary as he looks around the hotel. “We might be safer staying on your ship.” he admits.

Before he can continue that thought, the back door opens and a large man rushes into the room. He’s…big. There’s no other word for it. The shirt he’s wearing, stained yellow in places, is far too small on his frame, and his pants, also stained in places, hang low on his hips.

“You must be the Jedi!” His voice has a whiny hint to it, and it makes you want to recoil away from him, but Obi-Wan keeps his face pleasantly neutral, and so you do the same.

“That’s correct. Are you the owner of the Golden Slipper?” Obi-Wan asks.

“Who me? No, no. Not at all. That would be my father. He’s in the back. Hold on a second.” The man vanishes through the door again, and you share a look with Obi-Wan.

Now that it’s just the two of you, there’s an unusual expression on his face. One you’ve only seen a few times before, usually right before someone tries to hurt you.

“What do you think?” You whisper to him.

“I think we’ll be staying in another hotel, I don’t want you staying here any longer than necessary.”

“Why? The son seems pathetic, but not a threat.”

He scoffs under his breath, “Then you’re lucky you’re not an empath.”

You hum your understanding, “It’s your stage, Obes. I’ll follow your lead.”

He tosses you the tiniest smile and motions for you to move behind him, and just in time too, as the owner’s son returns to the lobby, followed by a frail-looking man who looks like he’ll topple over if you breathe too hard around him.

“Master Jedi,” Even the old man’s voice sounds frail. Frail and wispy, like a spiderweb in the wind, “You honor an old man with your presence.”

“Master Yoda indicated that this was something that we must look into,” Obi-Wan replies, “I’m honored to have been chosen.”

The old man nods, and doesn’t say anything for a long moment, “It is as I indicated to Master Yoda, young couples are vanishing. And no one cares. But only during the Festival of Hearts.”

“So this week,” Obi-Wan clarifies.

“That’s right.”

Obi-Wan nods thoughtfully, “I see. Then we had best start investigating.”

“Would the pair of you like to stay here?” The son asks eagerly, perhaps too eagerly.

“Thank you, but now that we know the issue, we’ll be staying on Main Street, to keep an eye on everything.” Obi-Wan replies, “I do apologize if it’s an inconvenience.”

“Not at all,” the old man replies, “I recommend the Goldberry Inn, it’s near the spaceport. Good luck, Master Jedi.” The old man hobbles away, his son trailing after him.

You jump when Obi-Wan nudges you, then you allow him to guide you out of the Hotel. He leads you to the Goldberry Inn, though he didn’t really have to. You remember seeing it when you first left the spaceport.

And then he murmured something about doing some investigation, leaving you to deal with getting a room.

By the time Obi-Wan returns to the room, the sun has already set and the room service order that you made for the pair of you had just arrived.

“Only one room?” He asks as he pulls off his robe and tosses it over a chair, “And a shared bed?”

You jab your finger at him, “You’re lucky she didn’t try to make us sleep in the barn, Mister.”

“I’m sure you did the best you could,” He allows, as he takes a seat and accepts the plate of food you offer him, “Oysters?”

“And wine.” Obi-Wan shoots you a puzzled look, and you sigh, “Look, apparently the fact that you went off exploring while I dealt with the accommodations, means that there’s something wrong with our marriage. So…marriage aids.”

“Ah.”

“Sorry, turns out this is more Bed and Breakfast than Inn.”

“That’s alright.” He pours himself a glass of wine, and then pours you one, “So, from here on out, we need to go out together. We’ll attract too much attention if we don’t.”

You take a sip of your wine, and grimace at how sweet it is, “If we’re looking for someone who’s targeting young couples, then being together will make us a more tempting target.” You take another sip and cough, “I’m sorry, this wine is awful.”

Obi-Wan takes a sip himself, and then sets the glass down and shoves it away, “Yeah. Oh, that’s bad.” He coughs and grabs your water bottle to take a sip.

“At least we’re suffering together?” You offer with a laugh.

He grins at you in reply, and takes a bite of the oysters, and then he makes a face, “They’re…interesting.”

“Lying is a sin, Obi-Wan Kenobi.”

“It’s like trying to chew rubber—” He admits.

You burst out laughing, “I have some ration bars,” You say through your giggles, “Tomorrow we’ll grab something from one of the carts.”

“You didn’t pay extra for this, did you?”

“Included with our stay.” You reassure as you walk over to your bag and fish two ration bars out of the front pocket. You toss him one and then drop on the couch, propping your feet up on the coffee table.

Obi-Wan joins you on the couch as he opens his ration bar, “You know,” He starts thoughtfully, “I’m glad you agreed to come on this mission with me.”

You glance at him, “Like I’m going to give up the chance to spend time with my favorite Jedi.”

“Your favorite, huh?”

“What, you didn’t know?”

“I knew, I just didn’t think you’d be so blunt about it.” He replies. He hesitates for a moment, then he turns and lightly brushes his fingers down your cheek.

“Obi-Wan? What are you—?”

“Have I ever told you how beautiful you are?”

Your face starts burning immediately, “Are you allowed to say stuff like that?” You ask him, though you don’t even consider stopping him from touching you.

“My only rule is I can’t form an attachment to you,” Obi-Wan’s forehead lightly bumps against yours, “And that’s not a concern.”

His nose brushes against yours, and you release a shaky breath, “I never thought you would want to touch me like this.” You admit.

“Does it bother you?”

Your hand comes up to brush his padawan braid behind his shoulder, and then you brush your fingers against his cheek, “This is so wrong—” But you don’t believe it any more than he does.

“If you think so, then stop me, love.” The familiar nickname falls from his lips with ease as he leans in so that his lips are hovering just over yours, “The ball is in your court.”

For the first time in your life, you’re actually speechless. You want him to hurry up and kiss you, but you aren’t sure how to say that to him. So, instead, you wrap your arms around his neck and press your body as close to him as you can.

“You tempt me, beloved.” Obi-Wan murmurs, as he closes the distance between your lips and his and pulls you into a surprisingly passionate kiss, “And you drive me insane.” He finishes.

He pulls away before you want him to, though he doesn’t go far. Instead, he lightly presses his forehead against yours again, and he just watches you. The same soft expression he normally directs at you taking on a new meaning with that kiss.

“That was…” You trail off, not sure you have the right words to explain what you’re thinking and feeling.

“Good?”

“Better.” You murmur, “We can do it again?”

“As much as you like, whenever you like.” His eyes close and he draws you close, “I mean every word.” Obi-Wan murmurs, “It’s just a bonus that we can now act like a couple in the morning.”

You exhale slowly at his comment, but you also nod. You and Obi-Wan, you’ll be alright. More than alright. You’ll be perfect. And, maybe now Qui-Gon will nominate Obi-Wan for the Knight Trials.

But those are worries for later.

For now, you lean in to catch his lips with your own and allow him to pull you onto his lap. For now, it’s just you and Obi-Wan and nothing could be better.

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quinloki · 3 days ago

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Hiyah,

Finally got the guts to ask for the kinky head canon event.

So i hand you Sir Crocodile (obviously) | Shanks | Thatch

The generator said: tease and denial | body writing? | sir/mistress (but maybe them on the receiving end 😉)

Please 😊

\o/ I love these - and I'm reminded how the generator is setup for writing prompts more than just straight up kink prompts.

Tease and Denial go hand in hand well enough, and Body Writing is a form of sensory play (I actually wrote a Shanks one shot a good while back that was body writing adjacent.)

Sir Crocodile, Shanks and Thatch with Body Writing, Sir/Mistress, and Tease/Denial.

Sir Crocodile:

Body Writing - Yes - He's more into it if you're writing on your own body, vs him writing on you. I think he has great hand writing, but I also feel like he does So Much Fucking Paper Work that the last thing he wants to do during his time with you is write.

But he's not against the kink itself.

So if you want to come to him with your desires wrote upon your skin, he won't complain. Especially if it's a few coy requests and an eventual statement for him to simply "Command Me". After a few minutes of pressing kisses here and there and helping you strip, you can be sure he'll be more than happy to oblige your request.

Sir/Mistress - Oh god you don’t even know - I mean.

SIR Crocodile.

I MEAN. 😅

In more seriousness though, it's less the word "Sir" itself, and more the exchange of power. The Respect that sits on that title is the point. You could call him Master for all he cares. God feels a bit pretentious in his opinion, he's at least humble enough not to desire such a lofty honorific.

But while he's always enjoyed it, his favorite, his absolute favorite, is the way "Sir... please," falls from your lips like drops of tears as you nervously shiver beneath him.

Tease/Denial - Oh god you don’t even know - Oh absolutely. As covered on some other kinks for him (humiliation, post-orgasm torture, references to overstim etc.) he absolutely LOVES the control.

Edging, teasing, denial, overstimulation - it all sits in the same lovely package for him, and what part of it you need to endure can shift within the very moment. Your pleasure, fear, frustration, elation - it is for him to decide.

And if you find yourself thanking him for it, then congratulations - he cares about you.

Shanks:

Body Writing - Oh god you don’t even know - Whole pictures. Full paints. Shanks has a collection of colored body frostings and he will paint entire temporary scenes on you.

Flowers, fields, golden treasures. He'll lick you clean afterward, or enough to indulge at least. He'll have almost as much frosting on himself as there is on you by the time it's all said and done.

Fun, sweet, messy sex, and also the intimate knowledge that there's only one canvas Shanks paints, and no piece of his work is seen except by you.

Sir/Mistress - Yes - Sir, Master, Captain, Bastard - xD Shanks doesn't really care what you call him. He appreciates the concept of Protocols and the things that having rules and such can do to elevate a dynamic between you and him, but it's not an end all be all for him.

Admittedly he really likes to hear you say his name - on the rare occasions you're coherent enough to even say it.

Tease/Denial - FUCK Yes - Oh yes please. He wants you to try and tease and deny him as well. the tension build up, the way the delay of gratification can make it even sweeter when you finally hit that crest.

He loves to hear your pleas, he loves to beg you. He may be in control, but he'll get onto his knees and give you the sweetest words if that's what you want from him. It's all about having fun, there's no rush, there's delight in being made to squirm and delight in making someone squirm.

He's happy to indulge both.

Thatch:

Body Writing - Oh god you don’t even know - It's going to be mostly with frosting, and it's going to be mostly vines and flowers and other standard cake decorations.

At least at first.

But then it's going to be beautifully flowing words. All the sweet things that he thinks of you. All the ways he loves you. It's going to be so romantic you're going to get a cavity from the INTENT and not the frosting.

The way his hands smear it when he can't hold back anymore. The shivered gasp from you as the warmth of his hand crushes the cool flower against your skin.

The terrible embarrassment when one of the crew mentions that Thatch's hand writing has gotten better....

Sir/Mistress - Sure - It's not a bit hot button for him or anything, but he's not against it. He's more likely to refer to you with some manner of honorific in the first place, but if you want to get fancy with him he's not against that.

He might throw it over the top a little bit, but he IS a big ham, so you shouldn't be surprised. Still, in the grand scheme he could take it or leave it, but he's happy to indulge.

Tease/Denial - Oh god you don’t even know - Much like Shanks, he's here to take his time. Not that he won't ever indulge in a quickie, but his preference is definitely to take his time.

Whether that's by forcing orgasm after orgasm, or teasing you until you're begging for relief, or denying you until you're apologizing for slights you didn't even commit - it doesn't really matter. He's not going to make you suffer, not really. Not as much as he could if he really set his mind to it xD

Thatch isn't in it for your suffering, he's in it for the shared pleasure, though maybe more yours than his, but in either case what's important is the time spent together. If some teasing/denial drags out the moment just a little more, he's here for it.

Plus it is cute when you beg him. The pout on your face and the whine in your voice, knowing full well he can't resist you.

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greenbubblefactory · 2 months ago

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Matchup for @ethereal-moonglow

Congratulations you have a match with..

Kaveh !

Kaveh is your match in chaos, passion, and heart. The moment you meet, it’s like watching two stars orbit each other,brilliant, dazzling, and just a little dramatic in the most lovable way.

At first, Kaveh is struck by your aura. You’ve got that business-casual elegance with a twist,your corset days especially leave him a bit breathless (and he’ll tell you so, poetically, in like three different ways). He finds you beautiful not in a distant, lofty way, but in the kind of “you make everyday life feel like art” way. The fact that you’re confident in your body, proud of your thighs and dimples, and experiment with fashion? He adores it. As a designer, he’s always looking for muses. But with you, he finds not just a muse, but an equal,someone who sees the world in vibrant color, in feelings and thoughts and motion.

You, on the other hand, are first intrigued by how intensely he feels things. Kaveh wears his heart on his sleeve. He cries during sad stories just like you do. When you get teary-eyed reading a novel or empathizing with someone else’s pain, he’s right there beside you, not mocking or judging,he understands. He doesn’t see you as “too emotional”,to hi, that’s a strength, not a flaw.

When you're quiet and reserved, especially in unfamiliar social settings, he doesn't push you. He actually appreciates that part of you,it reminds him to slow down, to listen. You speak with grace and eloquence when you need to, and when you unleash your chaotic yapper mode? Oh, he loves it. He’s a yapper too, talking about morality, architecture, psychology, and the philosophy of whether Hilichurls have cultural value. It’s chaos. It’s beautiful. And poor Alhaitham has left the chat.

You’re the type to flirt playfully, and so is he. Expect the two of you to constantly be in a romantic battle of one-upmanship: smooth talk after smooth talk, flirty quips tossed like confetti, all while clinging to each other like you haven’t seen the other in weeks. Your love language is touch and affirmation,his too. You like to be held, praised, and gently guided when your thoughts get tangled and he gives all of that in abundance. When you get distracted, he lightly touches your shoulder or gives you a gentle, fond nudge to bring you back. Not in a “focus up” kind of way, but in a “hey, love, I’m still here with you” kind of way.

And let’s talk about how you both thrive in spontaneity. Kaveh’s life is full of unplanned moments (some of which involve unpaid bills, questionable clients, or waking up with Sumpter Beasts in his blueprints), and while most people judge him for it, you? You get it. You’re not afraid of life being a little messy,you just want it to be meaningful. You would be the kind of partner who reminds him to eat, carries spare pens and snacks for his site visits, and tries to organize his plans a little… even if he then distracts you with a big, dramatic kiss in the middle of your attempt.

He, in turn, spoils you rotten. Custom sketches of you in all your favorite outfits? Check. Flowers from the Bazaar "that reminded me of your eyes"? Check. Whispering poetry in your ear while you’re trying to focus on your book? Double check.

When you talk about complex topics like psychology or moral dilemmas, he’s right there. He might not be an expert, but he will listen, ask questions, and play devil’s advocate just to make you think deeper. The two of you would have long, late-night debates that end with sleepy cuddles, both of you too tired to remember who “won.”

He loves how you care for others,your snacks, medicine bag, the gentle parenting tone. He sees how you soothe kids, scold with softness, and offer love freely. He falls harder every time he sees it. But what really steals his heart is how you don’t hold back affection when you’re in love. You’re all in,and so is he. It might get messy. It might get loud. But it will always, always be real.

In a relationship, he’d match your excitement with his own drama. When you throw your arms around him, squealing about something exciting, he spins you dramatically like you’re the heroine in his favorite opera. When you start doting on him,checking his temperature when he’s tired, brushing crumbs off his shirt ,he melts.

Kaveh can be a bit self-destructive when overwhelmed, and you're prone to over-caring for others before yourself. There may be times you both try to “rescue” each other and forget to rest. But the good news? You two communicate. You’re open. You respect each other’s feelings. That emotional transparency means any storm you face, you face together.

You two are amazing at throwing spontaneous themed date nights. Costume optional. Roleplay likely.

Kaveh is constantly telling you that you should be on the cover of his architectural journals. (You tease him. He’s not joking.)

You steal his long cloaks and capes. He lets you. You look better in them anyway.

You duet together. You’re the better singer,he just adores hearing your voice.

He helps you with puzzles. Badly. He’s smart but easily frustrated. You make fun of him and kiss his nose.

Runner-up Match: Tighnari

If you’re looking for someone calm, clever, grounded, and with a deep love for nature and science (without all the dramatics), Tighnari is your guy. He’d adore your brain, your emotional intelligence, and your chaos—but instead of matching it, he grounds it. He’s a bit grumpy at first, but your warmth wins him over, and soon you’re cuddling under trees, discussing moral philosophy while forest creatures curl up beside you.

English is not my first language !

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env0writes · 3 months ago

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Am i marching towards what i want Acceptance of boundaries crossed Fearful of silencing sentence enders Am i marching into complacency In the same way i once did Backwards into hell Orpheus, oh, fool– look back, look back Upon the path you have tread to reach this point The shadows were in the foreground Prophecizing in soliloquies ignored How much ground shall i idly yield to an idol When did i place you there? So lofty above Adored, and yet– even the divine broker arrangements Flowers pressed have more in common And yet, Euridyce, is rid of all I see In pursuit of my own passions, yielded

So where, what circle do i march towards? For what do i burn, yearn, and turn away from, for? The delights that delight in me in word, and deed yet Is it for me– or for me? I have read much of great love and yet Experience is a cruel governess to chide me so Cruelty is found in many forms, and indifference Is such a boring blade to bleed from Hell is full of fools – Is that why I must open my window Frightful of humidities smother Oh, brother– where art thou? You set such a divine example and vanished Like lightning you flashed – and dashed

Spring has sprung from my step Jovial nay jestorial i am the fool to think Love is a game best played jaded Jagged with jowls and howls in the night Biting and tearing save the one whom once torn i find i am falling up Just as worried as ones descent Should the rocks and waves below shatter me So the sun above burn me Is nowhere truly safe? Save love’s embrace Where daggers most patiently wait behind pursed lips Such ides, eyeing march onward

What greater role in stagery than the fool? Absent of the melodrama heights and lows Yet er’ present to the humilities and ‘ations i look back and it all seems to appear Yet stories tell me it should vanish It should be ripped from my hands All i feel is the blood from my palms And the stones in my belly Won’t some eagle come pluck this from me Spare me, pare me, and serve fare me Am i marching – with the soldiers Promised by Shakespeare in battalion after battalion Not to sleep nor slumber nor rest but to sorrow What awaits this springless march?

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linksthoughtbrambles · 6 months ago

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Lift us from these sands.

Part 18 of Adventure Log+ (sequel to Link's Thought Brambles - best to read in order, also on ao3). Warning for strong language, violence, and minor character death. Trigger warning for intense fire. Edited 4/8/25 for typos. Disclaimer: The content of this chapter is fiction only, and is not intended to contain advice or instructions for surviving hazardous conditions.

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The Prayer of the Dawn Hylia, preserve us. Lift us from these sands. Keep us with the dawn. In these lofty skies, Make of us a temple of hope That when we descend, We may breathe new life into the surface's green fields, Its flowered meadows, and its vast waters. That we may scale its mountains and seek out the wonders of its caverns. That we may treat all life with reverence, Cherishing not only its preservation but its freedom, For all things must balance. What you raise will one day fall. What we cultivate will one day wither, and all that lives will one day die. And on that day, we rise once more, though our body sinks. Hylia, preserve us. Lift us from these sands. When the bonds of flesh release us, May your light illuminate our path.

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Master—run!

”Run?!”

“Link?!”

pain“Fi says run!”

“F-hkkh- Fi- we cannot- khpossibly ouhhh-hht-run it!”

Seek a way!

“We’re on FOOT, Fi-iiiireball MOVE!” FastpainfastFASTpain

“KhhHHHHHH-HH!”

it’sAHEADofus “Zelda!”

“I-khhHh- knhh-ow!”

Faster “It’ll cut us off!” pleaseZelda!

“I KNOHHW!”

Sheknowssheknowssheknows

“Hh-hh-HH-“

she’stryingSPRINTING

“KHHHH.”

CLOSEit’llbeCLOSE goodgoodGOOD she’spaingood forafewmoreseconds it’scomingCOMING painpaINFASTERhotHOTHOT“Zelda!”HOT

“MmMMhhh!”

She’sokay she’sokAY pain myback STOPitshirt pantsTOO justfrickingstoprubbingpulling

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ithurts stoprubbing-

“-a- another!”

“Sh-“aheadagain bad Zeldasprintingpain sprintingalready

“HHH hhh.”

Wecanmakeit wecanmakeitwecanmakeit fasterFASTERit’scoming “S#$^!”

“Whhe- shall-!”

“We will, we WILL make it!” Andthenwhatthef#$*dowedo?

Seek escape!

“Hhh- HHH!”

Maybe we should've gonespeedSPEED down the damn wellZeldahurry

Inadvisable, master.

butpain we didn't and now mygutsaysENGAGEpain ohGoddess “GOGOGOGOGOGO!”

I understand—your instincts are typically excellent in combat

“N-kh-NG!”

PAINshe’stryingsohard but ithasaRIDER hewon'tletuspaceourselves

yet in this instance, I advise against them!

Without them I have nothing to go onGoddessGoddessGODDESS DON’T LET IT hotHOT

MASTER!

“Mmm-!”

HOTHOTHOTPAIN”GghhHH!” The burnsPAIN

“AaAH! Ohh-“

the already-burnsBURNSMORE “W-w-mgh-phh- what do you-“

“-hh-HH-“

“WANT from me, Fi?!“

“Link- are- are yhouu?!“

“We’re running aren’t we!?!”

A change of direction is in order!

burningTo where, the fricking canyon?!

If it allows escape from this foe, then yes!

Does a bone-shattering death

“KhhH-hh-hhh-h.”

on the canyon floor count as escape?

I believe, this time, I must accuse YOU of ‘snark,’ master, at a most UNWISE and INNAPROPRIATE-

Pain

…

Oh Link, look at Zelda looking at you like that “It’s- alright, I’m a- alright!”what’salittlemorepain, Link?

“Li-HHHh!”

OhGoddesspain hereitcomes aheadevenfurther aheadaheadaHEAD “WE CAN MAKE IT!” speedSPEED howmuchmoreSPEEDsprintdoIhaveinme?

“HHHHH-hh-kh-m.”

ListenSPEED to that, how much does she? We’re tired, physical limits think think think think

“Hhh-gm-g!”

think PAINTHINK it could blast further ahead if it wanted to, cut us off for painPAINohf%&#sure so we’d never make it, so that’s not what it wants it wantspain to EXHAUST you, Link, you and the Princess

I- concur, master, please-

run you down right into the paAINground and pound you into it when you’re already spent so RUNNING IS NOT THE ANSWER, FI

Escape still is!

technicalities fricking WORD games at this point close close close KEEPHERAHEADclose CLOSE it’sgonnabesoCLOOOSEhotHOTPAINHOTPAINHOT “MM-HH!” HOTplease

“HhhHHHHh!”

NOMOREpainOFTHATPLEASE

“KH-HH! HHHHhhhh-HHHHH-Hhhhhoh-h-h…“

BACKSKINPAIN ANYLEFT?BURNSBLISTERS? “Z-Zelda- Zelda, slow back down!”pain

“We-h- mustn’t-“

“Slow! Ghh- slow-“

“OH-HH!”

AGAINohnonoNO, no NO, too soon wecan’tslow itwon’tLETUS nonoNOZELDA “Y-ou got this!” LookatherFACE DON’TLETHERGIVEUPpain “You’ve got it!” She does!pain

“Oh-hh! L-LinkhHHh! I-“

“You can DO IT!” DON’T LET HER GIVE UP! “A FEW MORE SECONDS!”

Conserve your air, master!

PAINSHE NEEDS ME!

“Rrr-rgh-kh-”

Your stamina is NOT infinite!

FasterYOUfasterTHINKfaster IpainDON’TfasterKNOWFASTERTHAT?!FASTER

“-hh-hh-HH-“

My master of time-

YourWHAT?gogogogoTOOSLOW”HERE!”SPRINT AND

“-HhhHHHH!”

PULL HER LINK!!!!!PAIN “FF!”

A master of long past-

HOT“AaaAAH-H-h!”PAINHOT

“Gg-h!”

-the one who fell to our enemy!

can’tCONCENTRATE “ARE YOU ALRIGHT?!”pain

Master, he fell to his own exhaustion!

“T-tryihhhhng-hhh!”

Ohs$%&, s$#^, Fi you did say that, you saidpain last night-

This morning-

THATDOESN’T-

Apologies, master, please- heed me! Seek an alternate way of escape!

S#$%- s#$%, Fi, THE WAY OUT IS TO KILL IT! OHS$#^-

“AnoHHhhther!”

YOU ARE IN NO STATE TO MEET THIS ENEMY!

“MOVE!” She’sscared

“Ghh-hh!”

Fi’s scaredfasterPULLZELDAHARD

“KhhhHHHH-hhH!”

Fi thinks you’re going topain dieFASTER-

NO- do not lose hope!

“Fi,” forthepainloveofHylia “Fi, we aren’t fast enough no matter which way we run!”

“Sh-hhh-e still- HHh-hh-hh advises- HH-hh-hh- flight?!!”

“Yes!”

“I’ve- hh-KHHH-hh- no- no-idea- HH?!”

I know, I know, I don’t know how either, I don’tcomingCOMING YANKHERHOTHOTHOTPAIN “F-GHH!” HOTPAINohGoddessjustbarely

“KGH-HH!”

is she burnt too? Her clothes!

Master, focus-

I’M REALLY GODDESSDAMN FOCUSED.

The canyon-

Would be totally pointless! It’spain a massive drop-

You have not seen it for yourself.

I’ve seen MAPS and it’s way, way, way way way-cannot-emphasize-enough-how-much-way higher

“Kh-hhhh- HHhhhh.”

than anything I’ve ever free-climbed, the other side is WAY HIGHER than that, I'd have to CARRY Zelda because no way in hell, that's a recipe forpain dead Zelda if I let her do that on her first try and sure my paraglider’s in the pouch, but it is NOT meant to carry two people, even if it's just me I sink pretty fast and theburns TWO OF US would sink FASTER! You should’ve seen the fricking warning label on that thing.

It’s in your memory, master. ‘Do not use to descend vertical distances greater than forty feet.

“Hh-hh!”

'Firaldi and Sons is not responsible for injury or death incurred when using this product-’

I remember, Fi, you can stop! Do YOU get it? I have NO IDEA HOW FAST WE’D BE MOVING WHEN WE HIT BOTTOM where that thing could BLAST US LIKE SITTING DUCKS and Fi-

“Ohh-oh-HH!”

I’m already running out of steam. I’d have to hang on to the damn thing long enough to make it and so would-

“Link, HUURRY!”

OHFFIREBALLFIREBALL FASTERLINK Zelda said I getpain turned in talking to Fi, it's true, it's like my body kept running without me

“HH-hh- hhh-HH-hh-”

and it’s a damn good thing it did because thatpain fireball

“-Hh-HH-h-hh-“

is still AHEAD OF US but- oh s$*% I set the pre-blast pace

“HH-hh HH-hehh-h-“

which is fast, faster than was smart for her, look at her

“-h- h- h-hh-“

listen to her breath, but It’s going to- going to pass behind

“-hh-h- ohh…”

and not singe us this time. It feels like good luck but also not-

ANOTHER “RIGHT BEHIND IT!”

“AH-HH!”

OHMYGODDESS RUNRUNRUN “YOU HAVE IT!” ZELDA

“Oh-h-KHHHHhhh!”

PULLHER HELP

“HHHRRR!”

FASTERFASTER!!!! “THAT’S IT ALMOST ALMOST KEEP GOING, PUSH!! PUSH HARD!!!” HOT

“RRRRRRGHRHAAAAH!”

HOTPAINHOThurting she’shurtingHOTHOT we can’tpain

“Hhh-h- hh-mmh…”

can’t keep doingpain this, slow down again, she’s struggling SO HARD, if she falters you’ll have to carry her and that’ll be worse for both of you

I estimate you have successfully used the paraglider at a height of 48.9 feet.

“KhHHh-hh.”

Sure, with just ME, not withpain Zelda’s life at stake!

The warning label has a 99.82% probability of being overly-conservative in order to minimize the likelihood of litigation.

Huh?

Turn north, master!

Fi, I- don’tbestupidLink “Zelda?”

“Y-y-ehhskhh.”

Oh my Goddess, no tears-“I- I have a paraglider.”

“A- parahh-hhhH- what-hh?”

Guess that’s obscure even for her. “It’s- like a- a little sail! For getting down easier after rock climbing.”

“...Whh-hhill it bhhe-hh enough?”

“I…” don’t actually think so, I know the time Fi’s talking about and I hit ground pretty hard “I’m not…”

”Yhou- hHh- doubt.”

Bad time to not know s#$*.

“Won’t-hh we-hhhh-khhh- be- supremely prone- hh-hh-hh- at the-hh bottom- of Tanagar Canyon?”

“…Yh-yeah.” Low ground. Always bad.

“Ahhnd- it-hh- shall send-hh- flame at us hh-hh- as we-h- flee.”

Yeah.

And here it comes.

She didn’t even gasp this time

“Ghh-hh-“

Faster that’s it, that’s it, good you slowedpain a bit, tiny recovery time andFASTERFASTER

“Nn-gh- g- hKHHHhh-“

Can’t tell issheshaking? Bet so like a leaf if we stop whichwecan’tfasterFASTER, and what happensSPEED if we try to hold on to that paraglider in this state, if we can’t hang on

“Hh-h-h-“

or if we just break our legs at the bottom anyway and can’t run, can’t even walk andhereitcomeshereitCOMEShotHOTHOTHOTpainHOT

“HHH- L-ink-“

“We’re together!”

“Y-yhes-hh-hhhh!”

Don’t know what made me say that but it seemed to help, her face changed.

“This hh-h- won’t do!”

HER HANDgone?! What’s she-?! “Zelda!”

“It shallkhhhhhh- run us to death! And even if not- we khhhhhHHHhh-cannot lead it west to Maritta, nor-hhh- leap to our own deaths northward! We kh- khill it!”

No-

ARROW from this far?!

NO.

Nocked, aiming, stillpain, Link, be STILL, stand ready to knock your Princess the HELL out of the way if-

FireballfireballFIREBALLFIREBALL THERE’Spain HER SHOT

”HHhhhHHH!”

She’sRUNNINGRUNNING pastyoualreadyLink, presence of mind, your Princess so has more of it than you, can’tseethearrow, can’tseeit, and it aimed at US this time, not ahead, because we were staying still, is that how we do this? Small bursts of speed, then stand still ANDIT’SDOWN?!!!?!?”WOOOOOO!! HOLY S@#$, ZELDA!!!” MIPHA WAS RIGHT THIS TIME

“HA! Khh-hhHh-“

BUT I’M TOTALLYpain

“khhh.”

NOT TELLING ZELDA THAT BECAUSE IT’LL RUIN IT

“Did it-“

ZELDA IS SO SO SO SO SOOO MAGIC

Master, if so-

“-strike the head?”

-she is expending even more energy.

NO WAY THAT SHOULD’VE HIT AT THIS DISTANCE! Oh-“I didn’t see!”toomanythings

She will tire!

“Nor c-hhould I! The-hh-h- flames obscured it!”

If the beast is down, take this chance- fly!

“Z-“ Fi, she’s already aiming- arrow away!

“F-further!”

And your Princess is running again, and she’s right, they’re both right, the painflames-

“KhhhHHHh-hh.”

so muchpain fire behind us and the plain is dry, bad bad badpain bad BAD news, worsepain even for the others- holy light, did Cohl make it out okay? Beraya’s group hadpain the best chance, and Zelda HIT IT AGAINpain, I saw it jerk, I can’t- wh?FIREBALL STOP”STOP STOP STOPSTOP!!”

“It’s too- hh-HH- far!”

Her voice. She knows. How bad.

That’s it, Link. And that’s it, Fi. Nowhere to run, not even nearby- not with a wall of flames to the west.

Shakingpain

Please master

painThere’s- even if we kill it, there’s nowhere to go. “Zelda.”

“I- I know- I- hhh-”

shakingHer eyes.

Guardian lasers.

Bright.

Another arrow nocked- and aiming-

hurts

-and away.

And anotherpain fireballshakingshaking to the west. An inferno between us and anywhere even a little safer.

“Lh-h-hink.”

“Yes, Princess?” Oh- YOUR voice, Link. It sounded strange. Made her smile a little, strange smile, sad smile?

“I cannot- kh- ckhlose on it. My legs- I…”

“Zelda, you’re still-“shaking “you have” pain “no idea how incredible it is- totally untrained, you did this TOTALLY cold-“

“I’ve little-h- left. KhhhHHHHhh.”

Look at her chest. Spasming. Inpain. Trying not to cough. “Your air.”

“…Khyehh-hhhh- y-ehs.”

Swallowingpain. Swallowing down those soundsshaking her lungs want to make. “…You- want me to attack.”

Not recommended.

Her call.

“I can evade its fire at thihhs-hh- distance-”

Each stage of this has been a chillingly coordinated attempt on your life-

“-and support yhh-ou from here.”

-and that of the Princess.

Your voice sounds strange. No probability?

I am certain.

…Yeah. I guess I ampain, shakingtoo.

Do not leave her.

“Linkhh- please-KHhhhdo not hesitate.”

“Fi says to stay with you.”

“Fi cannot f-fhh-eel my body’s- state-hh- as she does yours.”

Yeahshaking it’s your body’s state she’s worried about, though. “The lynel could break off. From the rider.” And probably kill herpain unless I could stop it. Another arrow

“If ihhtKH- does… attack the more immediate threat.”

More immediate is whatever’s closest to her and more FIRE big fricking surprise but west again, just lighting everything up, driving it home we’re dead that way shakingstopshakingLink

…It’s definitelypain still off-kilter, isn’t it? Can it gallop? Can’tpain see the rider, but I could barely tell what it was even when she pointed it out-

“Lhh- Link. I’ve no wish to order you.”

shakingGrip, Link.

Get that. On your hilt and yourpainself and stop shaking.

Please stop shaking. Push it thephysicallimits hell down.

She doesn’t want to have to order youpain.

Don’t make her.

Run, Link.

painRun and trust her. She’ll be firing arrows over your damnphysicallimits head.

More painfire- more west. Like it wants the whole plain lit. No escape.

Escape THROUGH this enemy of ours? Maybe.

…Nothing to say to that, Fi?

I am with you, master.

Really? I thought this waspain the opposite of what you wanted.

I am with you, regardless.

You’re scared painignoreit

…I felt that. It was dread.

There must be some recourse.

I’m sorry. I… Fi, even if we run north, it’ll justpain set this middle strip on fire.

It is likely to regardless.

Hylia

Preserve us- lift us from these sands.

Zelda, keep it off-center… please. (Keep us with the dawn) Arrows. There’s one.

Sheathe your sword, Link. (In these lofty skies) You havepain a bow, too. (Make of us a temple of hope) Draw that. Wait for it. As soon as you’re inpain range.

Hylia

The INSTANT you can make that shot…

Preserve us- lift us from these sandsZelda yes!! Anotherpain hit, it’s reeling, ignorethepain it’sjustpain keeprunning and I still don’t see the rider. Check back checkpain back no one there. Did he retreat? Is he circlingpain somewhere behind the fire? I don’t like it.

Draw an arrow, Link. Too far from itburns too far from herpain check back she looks amazing like that she’s a goddess still too far paintoo far too far toopain far keep checking, do you see the rider? Do you see him? painCheck check check this thing’s so far that fire’s so damn fast why isn’t it going for it? Take the pot shot at me, I’mpain right here. Not Zelda. She’s further.

painburns

painSeriously, why isn’t it bothering to go after me?

Zelda?

She just sent another arrow, she’s fine, she-

Wait.

Wait, what painwas that?

Red-

SMOKE

MASTER!

I KNOW I KNOWPAIN I SEE IT

“Wh-hh- why is he?”

ZELDA ON YOUR LEFT!

“HH-hhhHKKH- hh?”

ON YOUR LEFT!!! SMOKE IN THE EAST WRONG COLOR ON YOUR LEEEEEEEFT!!! IT’S ONE OF THEM ISN’T IT IT’S HUIRU OR REIDA USING THEIR MAGIC

TELEPORTATION, MASTER!

PAIN THEY CAN GET OVER THE FIRE LEFT ZELDA LEFT!!

“Hh-hh. Hh-hh.”

SHEDOESN’TSEE, SHE’SLOOKING BUTSHEDOESN’T THESMOKEDOESN’TLAST WHOEVER IT IS ISPAIN BEHIND THE LAST FLAME WALL

“Hphhh- hhhhHHh-“

BUT ANY SECOND AND THEYWON’TBE ANYMORE! RUNLINK RUN FOR YOUR PRINCESS’ LIFE THE BOW’S ALREADY IN YOURPAIN HANDS USE IT RUN RUN RUN RUN RUNSOHARD LINK OH MY GODDESS I’M TOO SLOW “ZELDA ON YOUR LEFT!!”

”I SEE- hh-hh- NOTHING!”

“RED SMOKE, YIGA!” WHEREWHEREWHEREWHERE NOTTHEREYET WHERE-!!! “ABOVE!” STAYINGINAIRFLOATING!DOWNTHRUST!! “MOVE!” SHE’S WAYAHEADOFYOU LINK, SHEDODGED, SWORDINDIRT YIGAMINE!!!!! JUMPLINK!

NOCKconcentrateconcentrateconcentrate slow everything slow all the time in the world now, asshole aimaimaimaimaimaimFIRE”FPFFFAAAH!”

“Link?!”

PAINmyFACE GODDESSLink RECOVERECOVER youstillhaveyour PAINeye PAIN noBOW

“A- Mmm!“

BOWgone theHEATtheSTRINGnoNO RUNLink!

“Ah-hahaha.”

REIDAburntSOBADpainPAIN how is she MOVING? ”NO!” ZELDADODGE!!!

“Hhmf.” “HHhhHHHaAhhh-gm-ph!”

HERBACK!!!! SwordSKYWARD LONGRANGEpleasehelpPLEASEpleasepleasePLEASE- ?! I FELT IT GOpain!

“HA!”

NoDODGED! attackingZELDAagain stillprone!hurt “ROLL- HA!”

LinkNEVERFORGET howTRICKY your Princess is LOOK AT HER GUARDIAN EYES, YES!that’s my move, the kick-throw them behind me and Reida’s PRONE and painMINE-

“RR-GH-KHH-“

herSWORD vs MINEstrangelystronglikeVayden I’mstronger winningwinning whysmilingbloodburntface?

“LINK RUN!”

Oh S%&@ I hearitIHEARITpain FIREBALL “GGHHE-“GUTKICKED “HH!”pain she’sSMOKEagainLink andYOU’REpainONTHEWRONGSIDEOFTHEFIRE RUNpainRUN ZELDA’SSIDE RUNRUNRUNRUNRUNpainLEAPHOTpainPAIN “Hhhhhh-hhh!” ROLLHOTPAIN

SingedSINGEDbootheels morepain withZelda she’s standing again

“Lhh- ink-“

She's horrified “I’m-m-hh-“ shakingagain “good, where’s Reida?!” painBacktoback hersbleeding noLinkno youlethergetHURTAGAIN thatSLASHinherback!!

No herpainburning choice, hers, she knew she was vulnerable, but I never would’ve thought they’d live through thatpain fireball, either-

THEY.

Link. Oh Link, there were TWO “Huiru?!”

“O-HHhhhonly Reida!”

“So faAAR”ABOVE DODGEconcentratesloweverything herblade towardZELDA’SSPINE paintooclosetoZELDA GRABREIDA’SWRISTSLINK andLEAP she’sstruggling but THIStime my knee’s in YOUR gut!

“GHHAAhh-“

FACE HILTPUNCH

“BF-!”

HolyF#$&shecrunched

Is she-?

P-eople’s bones. Thinner. Than monsters’.

“Hh-hh- Link?”

Holy f#$&.

Zelda, Zelda? Just heard her- fired- at- the- lynel thing. Again(doessheknowaboutme?)

? Different. Yellow? …Lightning?

amIshaking?It’s- “Zelda-” it’s moving

“I- see it!”

It’s- “No.” (Not. It’s not) “charging…”

“I s-kh-ee it!”

(She thinks I). Oh. It is. Charging. Light “Oh-fire oh!” Fireleft-

“Hhh! KHHh-hh.”

-and right. “Z- el!” StopitLink

“It’s penning uhhs- in!”

Trapclosing myGoddess, can we kill it in time, can we run fast enough? Getagrip numbhands and anotherarrow- and- and- blocked?

“Hh-KHHh.”

Lightning glow. A shield?

Master- if you see this ‘lightning’ shield move toward you-

“Link-“

-use me.

Use you how?numbhands

“I- I khhhh cannot h- harm it!”

Strike it with me.

Ohnoshe’sreallyscarednow, Zelda’s- wait, Fi, that’ll work?!

If this being is-

AndANSWERnumbZelda “I know. I’m sorry-“(sorry)

-what I fear it is, then yes.

Confusing(sorry) “-I’m with you, Zelda-” stopit beREADYLink “-I’m right here!” don’tshowit ignore swordright “Stay- behind me-“ andLINK don’tforget, two of them “-watch for Huiru.” Zelda thinkofZelda “We back up.” We can’t outrun this thing-

“As- h-hh- you say!”

-only buy a few extra(sorry)shakingnumb seconds as it lights the grass even CLOSER to us on fire, Hylia (sorry) Preserve us (dead), Lift us from these sands (deadifcan’tkillit). If I could teleport, I would (teleportZeldaatleast Idon’tdeserveit) “Keep… backing up.”

Master.

“Linkhhh- h-how do I aid you- if I khhhannot hh-harm it?”

The Yiga woman sought your death.

ignore “Be my eyes. Watch behind and above.” I know Fi, can’t help it, can’t help the thoughts they just(aresorry).

Don’t- don’t say it, Link.

She’ll think YOU think this could be the end. (sorrySORRY)NO getagrip getagrip getaholdofyourself, Fi’s right, Reida down is the best possible outcome, it’s over, one less person trying to murder you both(howdoIsaveZelda?saveZeldasaveZelda shedeserves)

“I-hhh-h- I love you, Link.”

Oh no. “I love you, too.”

She thinks we’re dead(howdoIsaveher?).

…You can’t leave it like that, Link- “So much. More than anything.”numb(shedeserves)

“Hh-hh-“

Fi…

What about the fire?(saveher) Can I hit the fireballs with you? Will that work?

I am sorry, master. Against that, I currently have no defense for you. All I can do is absorb what little energy I can.

So why the lightning thing-?

Because I am its antithesis, master.

…That sounds bad.

? It is of benefit to you.

No, no, I mean(needtoSAVEher)- if that’s like yournumb opposite, and you’re the Goddess’ sword, what the hell does that make IT?

I would be overjoyed to explain later.

Nasty, antithesis-wielding guy

Antithesis only.

on the back of a stal lynel- stalynel? Totally unphased by the dawn, too, by the way- who could burn us to death(notZeldadon’tletit) any minute.

I think.

So… why is it slowing down? “Zel-“

It slows-?

“-it’s stopping.”

“Stopping?”

Don’t you dare relax, Link(Zelda youhavetogetZeldaout) Not for one second(howdoIsaveher?)

Those massive hoofbeats were thundering a second ago. Nowpain(whocaresifyouhurt?) just a trot. Somehow. No reigns. How ispain(youdeserveit) he controlling it?

Its… eyes. Glowing. Purple. They look dead. Sightless.

Like Reida(sorry)

Don’t.

Grip.

Sword right.

Front stance.

Andpain for f$&#’s sake watch for Huiru.

What the hell is this person doing? He’s still a long way off. More glowing. He could be sending painfireball after fireball at us, couldn’t he? …Can it run out of fire or something?

Unknown.

…I could go forward and takepain the thing on- if I knew Huiru was dead. She knows, too, or she’d tell mepain to do it WOAH “Zel!” shestumbled

“F-hh-ine!”

She’sshaking wait, what- what? “Is that malice?”

“What?”

painIfeelher lookingoverhershoulder purple. “I think it is.” Glowing. Around Reida “Oh G- MOVE, Zelda-“

“YES!”

Okay back off BACK OFF “Zelda!” good, quick, eyesout, alldirections, she’spaintrying, she’s never done anything like this and it’s notidealatall and that’s whypain Fi wanted us to run, nochoice, wewon’thavechoice, she’s not ready and I’m hurt, we BOTH arepain and ignoring the pain doesn’t mean it isn’t there and I’ve had 20 minutes of sleep and while I haven’t lostpain all that much blood my clothes are IN my burntskin and I’m shakingexhausted and(a killer) way way way below optimal-

Something- something’spain happeningtothebody and ARROW!Zelda “Zelda, eyes behind!” Amazing shot directly up Reida’s whole chest cavity but that doesn’tseemtohavechangedanything and- “Huiru, keep watching-“

“I ahhm- khHHhhh.”

The rider doesn’t want to get near us does he, he wants to stay away and have other things do the painwork for him, longrange and using other people, using deadthings, it’s… him, theonefromtheplain “It’s Erl, isn’t it?”

“Not-Erl!”

Right right not actually Erl but “If he could do this why didn’t he before?!?”

“He appears loathe to attack us head-on!”

His behavior strongly supports that hypothesis.

“Fi, does that fit with”pain “who you think it is?”

I am uncertain.

Keep this one down low Link just in case somehow painone of them can year you, should I not swing at the yellow magic? If it might not be what you think?

…Use me if all else fail-

MELTING?! Noteverything-! “Zelda, the bones!”

“Hhh!”

Different notaReDead, somethingelse, like the dead lynel?

“Link- it’s stirring!”

“I’m-“ I don’t know what the f$*# I am- “as ready as I’ll get.”

“Akhhs am I, but- arrows. Low.”

“Use mine!”

“Y- yes!”

She’sgrabbingthose and Reidapainstarting- to push herself up-

“Twelve years.”

“FF-!“rightinmyEAR-

“Hhh!”

-who?! Wh?! “Was that him?!” How did we hear him?! So far

“Yes. It was me.”

HECANHEARUS thank Hylia I didn’t say the yellow magic thing out loud

“You’ll be dead soon.”

You'd think he'd sound happier about that.

“Hh-hh- hhh-hh- indeed not.”

“Heh.” What’s the matter with you, Link? Your Princess isn’t joking

“I’d say I regret we’ve had so little time together, but it would be such a lie.“

Keepbackingup he sounds-

“It’s beneath me.”

-tight. Wound up. Flat.

Reida’s… skeleton. Rising.

“Hh-hh.”

Thepain- eyes on it. Glowing like the lynel aaaaand wait.

Wait.

What was the thing about twelve years?? “Not sure you’re so good at counting. You haven’t been with us twelve years.” Oh s#$& or HAS HE?

“Twelve years is all the rest I received, thanks to you.”

“Pretty sure I didn’t wake you up.” Thatpain chattering-

“My master did.”

-it’s Reida’s… teeth.

“Pretty little Princess, lying in bed. I didn’t harm a hair on her head.”

What thepain hell does that mean?

“Never again. Not that it will matter. This time, it will finally end.”

Master.

“I khH- do not recall your presence in my bedchamber.”

Master, it is him.

That’s- I can FEELpain his weird smile, is this- is this some kind of telepathy, Fi, is it like you?

Like yet not alike.

“You don’t remember much, from what I’ve heard.”

It is DEFINITELY not-Erl, he heard her SAY that.

“I wonder how it happened.”

And- here comes thepain skeleton slow, slow-

“How did you survive?”

-still holding Reida’s sword, watch the hell out of everything, Link, holy s$&%pain

“How did your power suddenly arrive?”

it doesn’t matter if Huiru died or not, he’s up, he’spain up somewhere anywhere wherewherewhere ohf- skeleton! Canwalkthroughfire?

“Or- did it? Do you have power, tiniest Princess?”

? I don’t- don’t get it-

“Where is your light?”

Her light? Ours? Zelda- keep- just keep moving back-

“I freely admit my confusion. I can be honest with you, after all.”

...

Whatthef$&#? “We’re… not friends.”

“Dead men can’t spill secrets. Only organs. Well, and bile. Blood. Lymph. The things that make you so repulsive on the inside.”

“Make US repulsive?” painHow does ANYONE say that so totally matter-of-fact?

“In the extreme.”

pain“So, what- do you not have organs?” He sounds dead inside.

“My insides are far cleaner than yours.”

“Want me to check?” OOH, Link, what the hell are you doing PROVOKING him?!

It… went awfully quiet. Except Reida’s teeth.

painburns

That tightness in his voice- it’s weird, what is it? Like he’s straining. Nerves? Stress? Fear?

Fear?

He doesn’t want to getpain near us.

Is he… afraid of us?

Did I just SCARE him? “…Seems like that worries you.”

“Ffff-hhhh. Ffff.”

Hot breath on my neck

“I was content to let you live without her.”

(SAVEZelda)“NOT happening.”

“She was dead already.”

“Mg-?“ SHHH Link don’t give away that you havepain no idea what the f#$& he’s talking about, Zelda'snotdead, she's right behind you-

“You no longer mattered. I could rest. That’s all I want. Peace.”

Doesn't seem great with definitions, either. “This isn’t peace.”

“This isn’t what I want.”

“InHHdeed?! What do you wish for then, foul creature?”

Zelda.

“You-hh- massacred the inhabitants of this plain! That isn’t peace!”

Pissed off Zelda.

“It is when it’s over.”

Dear Hylia, he didn’t deny it!

“Phhhh-“

She’s so pissed off she’s hissing-

“-hhh-kh-hh.”

“Over. That’s what I want.”

-andpain creaking the hell out of that bowstring.

“But you pull me here- and the most frustrating thing is this may all be for nothing. Ripped from rest for the likes of you. Do you know what I think?”

…No idea but I’m sure going to give away as little as possible.

pain

“I think the way has already been paved. The power laid to rest, as it was meant to be. I think you are nothing but a lie.”

He’s angry, must be, why bother telling us that otherwise, whatever it means?

“You’d have used your power by now if you weren’t. Wouldn’t you, tiniest Princess?”

Tryingpain to get a dig in somewhere, but too scared to come over here and fight.

Afraid of us.

Ofpain me?

…Let’s find out.

“Is your hero also a lie?”

It’s like I just FELT him bare his teeth at me and ohhh it’s coming anyway isn’t it even if I WASN’Tpain about to do what I’m doing with your hand, that’s right Zelda, my hand, come with me, forward, if we run he just burns uspain but if he’s SCARED OF US maybe we can push his ass back if we freak him out.

Do not underestimate him.

What happened to not losing hope? ForwardFORWARD hesees

Do not lose caution, either, master. He- must have some aim.

Theskeleton swordraising you mean some reason he hasn’t already burnt us to a crisp.

An unsettling way to put it.

painSwordSKYWARD.

That’s right, Reida. It’sforYOU AWAY she’sfarbutit’ll- what’sthatsound?

“Hh-?”

?! therider LIGHTNINGBALL

“H-Link?!”

“STAY BEHIND ME!” READY LINK here it comes it’spain not as fast different totally different from the fire it’s like it lives by itself in the air

“Are you a lie, boy?”

it’s bigger than it seemed

“Hh-hh-Link-“

TrustmeZelda

“Link, move!”

“Trust me.” Quiet quiet it’s almost lazy how slow it is butpain

“Link!”

Ohno is she stillwatching behind “Behind, Zelda!” hereitIS!!”HFFF!”

IT WORKED!!!!

“O- oh!”

Probability 100%.

pain

“Gh-hhhh…”

Hot breath on my neck

It is him.

“YOU.”

he’s snarling isn’t he?

“OhhKhhh- thankhh-hh-“

It’squiet but Icanfeelit, he’s pissed, the lightning’s just floating away likepain a cloud now damn I should’ve tried to aim it at Reida, she’s still walking, the sword light didn’t do much, she just paused, I wonder, I wonder “So am I a lie or not?”

“You are dead.”

“LINK!”

Left? LEFT OHMYGODDESSTHEYCANRUNpain CHATTERING HUIRUBONES IT’SFAST?! ZELDASHOT IT VEERED! INTERCEPTINTERCEPTpain UPSLASH”GHHAAH!”

“HH!”

DearHylia it’spain like its ribs started to split and just came right back together and DODGELINKmissedmeHuiruSPINSLASHSLASHSLASHSLASHSLASHSPINSLASH BRITTLEBONES

Chattering!

“Mgh-HHhkhhh-“

REIDA! NOZELDA GETAWAYFROMHER ZeldaintheWAY can’tspinslash

“HHH! HHH!”

painTACKLE!!

It’s no weaker, she’s NO WEAKER painSTRONGER!!!

Master, the heads!

MAGIC OH F- “ZELDA, HUIRU!” She’snotUPyet “THE HEAD!” myTHROAT“KGHh-“OHS#$#!!

“It-hhs- rolling hhh-hh LINK!”

LIGHTNINGBALL airair“K”AIRPAINAIR GET THESE BONES OFFPAIN LINKohNOno-noAIR-PAIN-painpain-

“GHAAAAAAH-HHH-hhh!”

ZELDASWORDDRAWN CloseCOMBAT didn’twantthatbut REIDA’SHEAD “GH!” OFF YANKTHEARMS

“RRGKh-H!”

YESOFF “HHHH! HHH-hh-hh-“ airairthank butdidn’twant Zelda closecombat pain twoexperts stalexperts S#$& HERE’S THE BALL HIT IT

Target the rider!

HITpain- You read my mind, Fi! throat throathurts

As usual, master!

windpipe Fisillyonpurpose-? Lightning fasternow! Must’ve hit hard andHUIRU backTOGETHER oh my Goddess. Fi, they just keep-

The head MUST be destroyed or the skeleton utterly obliterated, as we- MASTER!

I KNOW I SEE FASTERpain HE HIT IT BACK THELIGHTNING BAAAACK “HAAAAAH!” YES!RIGHTBACKATYOURFACE he’s closer, he got closer, paincareful that lynel lynelbonesfire if he gets desperate he’llburnus Zelda?! Reida’shead, sheknockeditWAYoverthere, drawingher BOW “NO DON’T!” HUIRUHASHER HERNECK “NO YOU” RIP HIM “BASTARD!” RIP HIM OFF HERPAIN!

No Isawitinherface herpain movement she’ssotired- F-ING THROW THIS GODDESSDAMN SKELETONPAIN, AWAY WITH YOU ASSHOLE ENJOY PICKING UP ALL YOUR PARTS WHILE I FRICKING STALK REIDA

“LINK!!!!”

F-LIGHTNI”AA”PAIN“hh”PAIN“AAA”

MASTER!

“NO!!!”

“Ha.”

PAIN“AAAA”PAIN“A”PAIN“AA”PAIN“AAAAaaaahhh!”CAN’T

Master, open your eyes!

“LinkgGGGH! Link phh-h-lease…”

Herhandsher whereamI? pain

“Phh-lease, they-hhh-hh- shall re-form!”

Herhandsareshaking pain sohard “Sh-shh-hh.” Squeezethathand hardto though hardtomove pain

“Oh- hh- HHH!”

Light-

Light?

Turn!

The- LIGHTNINGBALL what’swrongwithyouLink?! IN FRONT OF ZELDA painIN FRONT HIT IT YOUR SWORD YOU CAN DO IT PAY ATTENTION YES! Right back at this asshole and now I knowpain getting closer I’m CLOSING on you oh you don’t like that do you yeah yeah here it comes aGAIN and it’spain back at you AGAIN and FASTER and FINE you want FASTER I’ll give you FASTERWOAHHIT HIT

“GHHAAAAGH-K!!!! HH-“

HIT! HOW DO YOU LIKE IT?! stillmounted, toobad checkZelda, there, watching people-bones, almost back together thatSOUND THELIGHTNING FINE YOU WANTpain TO GO AGAIN HERE WE GO HIT CLOSER I’ll get CLOSER TO YOU and CLOSER and painAGAIN FASTER and FASTER AGAIN RIGHT AT YOUR FACE YOU DIDN’T LIKEpain IT LAST TIME THOUGH- FINE! FASTER AGAIN AND-!!! “ZELDA!”

AIMEDATHER! SHESEES SHE’LL

“HH-HHH!”

SKELETONARMS?!?!!?! “NO!” RUNPAINHOWTHEF#$( ARETHEYDOINGTHAT THEY’REJUSTARMS NONO PLEASEHYLIA

“KGHHHHAAAA”

“ZELDA!” SCREAMINGNO!!!!!!!!

“As I thought.”

“AAAAAAAA”

SHE’SSCREAMING!!!!!!!!!!!

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH”

“Lies.”

(What will happen if I hear her scream?)

“oOOOHh-”

(Will I freeze?)

“No magic, pretty little Princess?”

NOTTODAY “RRRAaAH!” NOFREEZING

“Oh-hh-h-h-“

Because that arm’s SPLINTERSpain

“hhh-hh-“

“Nothing to save you?”

and THIS ONE’s FLYINGSOMEWHERE GOODBYE

“hhhhh…”

“Good.”

FIREBA- fireBALLS HOTBOTHSIDES PENNEDINTIGHT HOT Wh- OhmyGoddessZeldahereyes “Heyheyhey openup- open!” She’strying she’spainwoozy I wastoo myGoddesswhat's he doing???

“Dead, regardless.”

Wind?

Wind. Sudden- blowing…

North?

Oh no. No, NOpain- “Zelda! Zelda, UP! NOWwwwOOOH!”FIREBALL”MOVE!”TOOCLOSESHECAN’T OVERYOURSHOULDERLINK THROW HERPAIN OVERBACK PAINand RUNPAINPAINPAIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

“HH-hhhoh-hhh?”

“GH!” PAINIGNORE “HH-hh-hhhhh-hhh- I- HAVE you!”HOTHOThotOHPLEASEHYLIAPAIN ALOT ALOT IT PASSED JUST RUNPAIN

“Hmh…”

stillRUN hotNORTH AS FAST ASPAIN YOU CANPAIN noCHOICEANYMORE

“I…”

AS hotFAR AS IT’LL LET YOU PAINMY GODDESS

“Hot…”

PLEASEhot DON’ThotPAIN LET IT CLOSE THE PATH OFF

“Hhh-khhhhh-hh-“

NO CHOICE NOWhot

“-it h-h- got…”

THEPAIN WIND WILL CLOSE IT UP IFPAIN WE’RE SLOW

“so…”

hotREIDAHUIRUWHERE?!

“h- hot…”

NO TIMEPAIN TO LOOK JUSTPAIN RUN LINK

“Khhhhh-h…”

RUN RUN PAINRUN WE’LL BEhot TRAPPED RUNPAIN RUN RUN hotRUN I HEAR it ANOTHERsohot anotherFIREBALLwhere

“O-oh!! L-hh-i-HH!”

PainPAINback

“G- H- OH THI-IS W-AY!“

OBEY YOUR PRINCESS PAINLEFT hotLEFT LEFTPAIN

“KH-HHHhhh-hhH!”

LEFT LEFThot hotTHEREIT HOT!!PAINHOT!! GOES oh no, no- no, diagonal, we have to go around no no, no-

“I-khHHhh-hHh- c- ahn run!”

Pain isshesure?don’tquestion notime hotpain tryit DOWNpain

“A- hh- khh-h.”

DOWN she’s downhot she’s painMOVINGwobbling MOVING though yes she’s – I think it’s hotfaster, a little faster, badpain shape though BAD and the path is sohot much narrower, the north wind’ll close the trap

“HH-hhKhh.”

it’s closing by the second, how close is it painhow close the fire behind us?

?!!!!!!!!!!!!

NO “Zelda.” WAYtooclose

“HhhH-hh-h- try-hiing-!”

Oh noNO “I know, I KNOW- we’re together!” She’s ontheverge I’msureofit, there’s so muchpain fire I can hardly see, can’t- howhot will I even see the next hotfireball coming?

“KhhHHHhh-hh-m.“

It’s like the fire’s alive and chasing us (allmyfault I)hot (recommended wecametohelp becauseIrecommended)pain hotHOT ISTHATANOTHER “LEFT NOW!!!!”

SOCLOSESOCLOSEHOTHOT”AaaAAF!”

“Lhhiihhink!”

Sheyanked“FFf-FFfhu-hh!”methistime

“Hhh-oh…”

Goodthingtoobecause NO STUPID STUPID LINK PAT IT OUT HOT PAT OUT YOUR POUCH HOT HOT!!!

pain Holy S%&@ you lose THAT and you are BOTHpain DEFINITELY DEAD BURNED ALIVEhot OR SMASHED AT CANYON BOTTOM AND YOU PROBABLY ARE ANYWAYprobablyare Cheecryinginbed (Zeldabody burntbroken) no please

hotNo

Zelda

Not Zelda

Not her

Please

Pleasepain

Hylia

Preserve us(please)

Lift us from these sands(please)

Keep us with the dawn(notZelda)hot

“L-hhHh-i-“

Ithappenedalready dawn keep us with the dawn

“KHHH-hhh-HHH!”

Thepain smoke again no(notZelda)- she-

He who wields the sacred blade

“HH!” Who is that?!

“Hhh-hKgh-what- is it?”

Fly with the wind

Ishot- the smoke getting to me, too?

Blood oxygenation level 97%.

Okay that’s Fi again what?what? 97 seems okay.

I hear her too, Master.

Hear…

Her?

Hear HER?!

SPEEDLINK!!! “COME ON, ZELDA!”

“Hhh-HH?”

DON’T GET IT OUT YET, WOOD PLUS HOTFIRE BAD, BUT YOU’REpain GOING TO AND THERE’S ACTUAL

REAL

HOPE!

HYLIA, PRESERVE US!

LIFT US FROM THESE SANDS

Fly with the wind

KEEP US- I- I hear you! “Z- Zelda!”

“LHH-H-EFT!”

YES LEFT MORE FIREHOT BUT “Zelda, did you hear it?”

“Yh-YES-fire- more!”

No no “The voice!”

“V-hhhHHHHkHHh- voi- ce?”

painLaterLink! figureitoutwhenshe’ssafe “Just- sprint!”

“I AAHhm!”

hot“No, SPRINT! SPRINT for me” pain “Zelda, give everything!” paindoesn’tmatter

“I- HHhhh-“

“Everything you’ve got!!” Zeldalivingmatters

“R-RRRrrrRRR!”

That’s it YES hot she’s so tired butpain there’s always that one last hotburst

“HH- hh- hh!”

everyone has in them and this is it! We’ve got to make it through

“Hh- HH-h!”

before the wind makes all these firelines join, makespain it overtake us hotand yes it hurts

“HhHH-h.”

it hurts, legsbackneckclothestuckpullingrubbing hotand whatever’s going to happen when wepain go over that edge will be dangerous as all hell hotbut there’s hope, there IS!

“Hh-KHH-h-h.”

There is-

Something?

What is that?pain

Like a banner

Shining in the wind

?hot

It’s likehot the thing I saw last week

I paindon’t-

Is it hotthe same thing?

painWhat IS that? “Zelda? Do you- know what that is?”

hotHer eyebrow paincrease fireFIREPOP theregoesthatbush holy- burning ignoretheburningpainHOPE pouchstillgoodgood

“Wh- Hh-hh- what?”

She-

She doesn’t see? “There!”

hotShaking her head and-!!!

“HHhH!”

Wobble- she’s okay butpain

“Mgh-hh.”

she’s going to slow soon sohot sohot she doesn’t see it toohot does she?

She likely does not, Master.

Why not?

For the same reason she could not hear the words. The same reason only you saw the spirits of the sacred woods.

Huh?hot

The koroks.

Oh!

“K-hhh-kh.”

painThe others sohotcouldn’t see them?

No, master.

They’re spirits?pain

Fairies, to be precise.

Is- hotthat thing in the distance a fairy, too?

I do not believe so, but my sight depends on you.

Okay- okay-

“Mgh- hh- hh-“

Keep running runhotpain FAST, but- she’s already a little slower.

Don’t take her hand, not yet.

“H- h- hh-“

Let her poundpain out everything she can with her arms pumping

Wait for her- to hotreally need itsohot- waitWINDHOWLING! Checkback

“Oh-hh?”

she’scheckingtoo fireball? painFireball? No fireball? He’s just stirring up the windtoohot behind uspain isn’t he, the way behind us is totallyhot blocked. Can’tpain go back, can’t. burningDeath.

“KHhhHHHHHH-hhh!”

The others? Prayforthempray pray he spent all his hotenergy on uspain and the others got away and he hotreally doesn’t care about thempain so they’ll- be fine. As long as theytoohot get away from the fire, maybe, maybe findthosekids

“Mm-gh-KHh.”

and help themhot. Zelda and I, wepain couldn’t. Couldn’t get back throughpainburning those flames, not without teleporting likehot the Yiga or beingaskeleton which is reallynotwhatwewant-

Or a skeleton.

SKELETONS?

???sohotlookhowbrightheflames

I don’tbrighthot see thempain but the fire’s moving so fast

“KhhHHHHhh.”

For all I know they’re right there, hotbehind the first wave. They’d have to’ve painput “khh-h” themselves back together first, buthot

“KhhHHHHhhhhHH-hh.”

hotthey seemed disturbingly good at that.

The- firehotHOT. Forcingpain “kghkH” us more lefthot morewest toward the other inferno too much smoke bet he can’t see us at all anymore though-

“L-Linkhh-h? Para-“

“Shhh.” Just in case he can still hear!

…She gets it.

“KhhHHh-hh! Hh- hh-“

…hotStruggling. Slowing.

“KHHhHH-h!”

Look at her legspainunsteady.

My hand.

Here.

Take it.

“Hh-h. Hh-h.”

Some of the painburden. Let me take it.

That’sit, I know you’re tiredhotpainburning(scared) “kh.”

“Hh-oh- mgh.”

pullher More tired than I am pleaselessburntthoughplease

We neverhot even had a single day to start training you.

If we’d been… anyonepain else but us, hotwe’d both’ve been dead last night hotpainalready POP loud thatonewasloud

“K-k-hGh.”

It seems like such a huge deal, to just be “khh-hh” hotburns crazy strong and fast with insanepain stamina without even trying, to be even more so whenpain you work hard at it, buthot these things- the THINGS we sawhot on this plain-

We’re massively outnumbered.

“HhHHh-khhhHHhhh.”

There are so many horrors. So many creatures hotjustpain “khhHh-hh” as strong or stronger than us. We have toburning “Gh-khm” burningpullingstopit concentrateonherpullingherinstead pullawayfromthefire the edge

“Hhh- hhh-“

we have to use everything we’ve got, and we have to get betterMOREPOPPINGBUSHESSWERVE

“KHHhhh!”

Explodingbushes both of us. burnsMe and her. Havetogetbetter. Because we weren’t enough for this.

Hyliashaking burnspain “g-gh-hh.”

We weren’t enough for this.

“Li- hhkHHhh-“

“I-h- have you!” pullingharder

Are therepain- are there others?

There are, there’s painMipha, Daruk, Urbosa, and Revaliburning.

“KHHH-hh-KHhhhhh.”

Are… six of us enough?

shakingCan we hotfind others?

“Mm-hhkhHh- hhh- I- I-”

“You can do it!” (gettingweakbothweakpullingZelda we’dfall firealloverusweburn)stopitLink

Is there a backup if one of us diespain? (fallburnwouldhurtsomuch)NO HopeHOPELink

Survive, master!

HopeHOPEhot, that spirit! Fire sohot, there’s fire

I will gladly speak of it when you are safe.

but flameslower there “kh-kh” get therepain gettheregetthere see over them

“HHkH-hh.”

I… I see it. I see its head!

You approach Dinraal.

Dinraal?

She is a sacred dragon—an ancient servant of the Spring of Power.

Dragon?

Dragon.

…Wow.

hotsohotWow. Justrunjustgetthere it’s getting sohot, hotter- just hot all the time “khH” not just when the flames are licking at my legs

“Hh-h-h-h-hhh-hh-hh-ghhhh-hh- oh-h-“

Zelda “Almost!”

“Mgh-hh.”

The painonherface “We’re almost there.”

…She’s shaking her head.

“We’ll make it!”

“L-hh- Link-hh-hh- Mghph- our- chance iskhHHHh-hh- no hh-better-h than-h be-hh-fore.”

“It is.”

“N-h- ohhhthing has-hh-hh- changed!”

“It has.”

Look at her painlooking at you.

“KhhHHHHHh-hh-hh-HH-h.”

hotsohotWould she be crying?

If we had any tears left to? I’m parched. “It has- really. KhhH- please trust me.”

“I…hhh-hh…”

A tiny pout

“I do-hh.”

She does.

But I think she thinks I’mpainhotter just trying to make her feel better.

I’m not.

“KhhHHHh-HHHKHH-hh-oh- hHHh-hhKHHH!”

TherepainHOT it is, Link.

The dragon.

And the- the(heat) the wind.

“O-ohHh-ohh-hh-hohhh-L-L-“

The WIND theheatmoreheat(you’llbeovercome) (it’sevenhotterandyou’llpassout)

“L-hhink the-hh-hh- heatkHHHhhhhh!”

“I-h- know, I- fhh-eel it, too!” the wind kickingpain up hard it’s theheat thefire Fi, Fi(you’llpassout) I’m- waveringWAVERwoah nono I might- I’mtoohot- she- ?! “ZELDA STAY UP!” herbicep

“Th-hh-HHHh-KHHHHhhh!”

KeepherUP that’s it that’s it she’s uppain we’re “al-hhh-mohst there, almost, I- promise!”

She- smiling?

“HH-HH-hhh-HHh- Hhh is that-hh- a chhhhallenge?”

hotHOThotpain can’thelpit smilingbackatheranyway shescrewedupthejoke butwhocares becauseshe’swoozy(dyingno pleasenother) andshestillLOVESyou and “YES!”

“Hhh-hh-hahh!”

And we reallyaretoohot "khHh-hh" almostthere DESPITE your sh!^^& intrusive thoughts, Link, there’sHOPEyouHEARDher heardHER! We’reslowingpain pain, butthere’stheedge, I SEE it!

Only a little space(it’stoohot), so little not burning(yourgliderwillburn) (you’llfall) (dead), havepain to hurry that north wind kickedupsomuchharder so MUCH it’sHOTchasingyou(firefast) (burnyouboth) (dead) so strong it’s notonlynorth so painhot it’s blowing up blowing up wait, up?

“KhhHHHHhhh-hh.”

Up?

UP! Is- ispain that enough, would it lift you?!

Pre(saveher)hot

Preserve

Lift us from these sands?

Keep us with the DAWN? WHICH JUST HAPPENED ?

“HhhkhHHhh-“

hothotSong lyrics- guides!

“-hh-h…hhh…”

Ifpain songs can be guides why not prayers we thought the song of the Goddess was gibberish and it wasn’t it was a GUIDE for an ancientpain hero and spirit maiden Fi can the prayer be a guide?!!?

Given the current situation

toohot

and the telepathic communication you and I experienced

gettingcloser

I estimate a probability of 98.3%

thatfirewallbehindyou

that those words of prayer were specifically intended for you, master.

burninghotblazing Holy Light.

Fly with the wind she said and that’s EXACTLY WHAT’S GOING TO HAPPEN “MOVE!!” SPEEDBURST PULLHER BELIEVE “WE’RE GOING TO MAKE IT!”

“L-Link!”

BELIEVEITLINK Scaredsound Zelda “It’s alright!!” Pull her, painpull her, we’re almost theresohot BELIEVE IT

I don’t dare reach in that pouch yet can’tpainburning risk dropping anything back here but plan Link, Zelda’s so tired

“KhhHHHHHhhhHhh.”

paineven morehot than you, she could slip andburningsohot if she slips over the drop she’s dead(yourfault), can’t let it happen, your climbing gear!

“Hh-hh-HHH-hh-hh-h.”

Bepain fast use the clips the harness there’s only ONEhotter(closingtrapclosing), have to get her into it, clip herpain to me so if she passes out or her painstrength gives out she won’t fall hotEMBERSHAIR "Kh-HHpfff-t-hh!" HOTpainhot

“Hh-hh! Oh-HHh-h-h.”

hurts(closingin fromallsides)ignore, my- belts- not made to hold her weight, have to clip her to all of them Link allpain and pray! Can I rig the paraglider…? No, no if off kilter we plummet, it has to be me. I hold on, she rides me, she clips onto me.

The dragonWOWjustwow HUGE?! There’s flames! Fi, are those dangerous?

It is likely, master.

And here we ARE SKID

“HHh-hh!”

SKIDSTOP “Harness” inpouchinpouchshaking shakinghands hardtoreachin “harness! Put it on!”

“Khh-wh?”

She’s confused but she’s- “This way, this- yeah, leg, leg-“ my Goddess she’s shakingsobadNO-

“Mm-m!”

she- she almost painfell the flames flames any minute they’ll be lickingus can’t risk it lighting the paragliderHURRYhelpherhelpher “That’s it, yeah- buckle- I’ve got that part” tightentighten securesecuresecure needstobetight ifshepassesout

“L-Ink-wh-? We khhhah- not- climb such a height!”

“We’re not, clips!” One two three one for each point you know WHAT extra clips, extras too, I don’t have enough belts but “my back, clip them- like this, you see? To the backs of my belts, the baldric, anywhere you can- yeah- that- that one- the one under too-“

“All-hh- five-hh??”

“Ye-kh-“ what’s- thatsound “yes-ssss!” OHMYGODDESS “GRAB ME, RIDE!”

“L-? OH!!”

PAINBACKPAINREIDAHUIRUCOMING THEYWERERIGHTBEHINDUS SWORDS SHE’S PAINONMESHAKING PARAGLIDER PAIN GETITOUT GETITOUT NOTIME JUST JUMP BELIEVE AND JUMPLINK!

“MmmmMMMMM-“

“KHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHEEHHHHH….”

PAINonmyback UNFOLD

“-MMMmmMM!”

FALLINGpain”gh!”UNFOLDHOLYS$%^

“Llll-!!!“

STOMACHINHEADpain!!!!

“LNNnnnAAAAAA-”

HYLIAhurts”GH!”HURTS PRESERVEUS

“-AAAAAAAAAAAA-“

LIFTUShurtsobad UNFOLDDON’TDROPIT

“-AAAAAAAAAAAAH-HHH-HH!”

painZeldaFROMbackTHESESANDS DON’TDROPIT YOU’REDEAD YOU’REOHMYGODDESSWHIPPEDUP

“HHHH-hHH! Oh!”

WHIPPEDWIND NOTdead- NOTDEAD!!!painPAIN

“Ohh-h-my-!“

WINDsostrong paingoingUP!

“Ohh! H-Hylia!”

HyliaHYLIA prasePRAISEHylia IfeelitWHIPPING our hair up up up UP UP UP so hot- the dragon, it’s fire, there’s painfire all over floating like those lightningballs, painMASSIVE updraft and our enemy’s north wind is HELPING us now! North- and UP!!!

And she’s- she’s panting- andpain shaking- or sobbingmaybe, silent sobs withpain her arms thrown around my neck- “Zelda.”

“Mmm- hmMm.”

So scared “Shh- sh- Zelda-“

“Link.”

“It’s okay, it’s alright now.” She’s barely hanging on, painstruggling to keep her legs wrapped aroundpain my hips, to keep all her weight on her limbs and not those clips. “Just- stay with me.”

She’s… not the onlypain one struggling.

I’m shaking so bad. And she… REALLY hurts pressed on my back like that in its very-possibly-entirely-skinless state.

But I’ll take itpain. She’s alive.

“D- id- you see?”

“…See?”

“They- they’re there.”

“They- who?”

“Huiru. Reida. They- below us.”

Can I-

painPAINNo. “I- I can’t see, can’t twist around.” Too risky withshakingpain you riding. “Can only see ahead.” I shouldn’t beshaking surprised, they’re dead already, they probably don’t care if they fall…

How… ever… manypain painfeet that is. That.

shakingHoly

Yeahpain, Fi, that 48 feetshaking or painwhatever I’d done before? shakingDoesn’t even sort of compare to thispain. Ifpain we fall. Evenshaking if we painstart to sink, if painwe speedshaking up as we go paindown, it’s so far-

Cease to fear what lies below, master. Fly while you can, and mind the flames.

Woah, she’s painright. shakingstopshakingThose fireballs (can’tstop) they’re moving almost like – like soap bubbles. Firebubbles. Moving, and we’reshakingpain at least partially at the mercy of the wind.

Andpain thank Hylia- thank YOU Hylia- for having that mercy on us. painThe wind, lifting us up.

There’s a weirdshaking smile on your face, Link.

You canpain unpack it later.

For now, painsteer the glider. Beshaking between all that floating flame.

“Link?”

“It’s alright. Just making sure we don’t hit anything.”

“Hit-?”

She probably can’t see the bubbles either.

“Link, you- are… trembling.”

“…Yeah.”

And there it is, Link. She has painstrength enoughshaking to try and hug you, even though she’s already basically hugging youpain, and nuzzling in your hair.

“I love yhou-khHh- oh. I’m sorry.”

“Heh. Don’t be sorry.” pain“I love you, too. Just…” shaking “hang on for me, okay?”

Nodding against me

And shaking like crazypain.

shakingJust like me.

It’s- up to you, now, Link. painHow to get her to safety. How to get theshaking two of us somewhere we can actually deal withpain our wounds, and rest, and painmaybe eat something, and get fricking word to the castle aspain fast as possible. Margil, Beraya, Daile… they’llshaking… all think we’re dead.

The dragon. It’spain – huge. And FAST. Now that we’re paincloser I can see its speed and it’s phenomenal(can’tstopshaking). Looks like it’s just gliding gently along like us but it’spain racing through the air.

That’spain… got to be making some wind, too.

It’ll pass us, won’t it? Very soonpain. If we’d been earlier or later, painwe couldn’t- it wouldn’t’ve been here to give us that boost.

(Thank you).

The updraft’ll stop at some point.

Steer- left- painthere- try to stay near it as long as possible. Maybe-

If I angle forward?

“Hh!”

“It’s okay- trying to pick up some speed.” She’s scrabbling again-

“You- do you think- we can make it- to the other side?”

That’s a really, really long way. Andpain- where would we land?

What we’d really want is to go up, up, up, up as far as painpossible on that updraft.

shakingShe said they’re below us – Huiru and Reida.

And- going down is NOT an option anyway. painBroken legs. Minimum. “I’ll try.”

“How- how can I help?”

Nuzzle her, Link. As best you can in this position. Who cares if it hurts. “Just stay with me. Hang on.”

Tighterpain. Good. Stay strong, Zelda. Please stay strong for me.

The dragon really is moving very, very fast. Catch up, Link, lean inpain and buildshaking as much speed and height as possible on that wind. You havepain your next goal, and it’s the cliff on the other side.

Fly with the wind, she said.

Who am I to argue with the Goddess?

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#botw #pre-calamity #fanfiction #adventure log+#adventurelog+ AU #zelda #loz #zelink #action #drama #romance #humor #horror too definitely #sheikah slate pov

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cecilxa · 2 years ago

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aesthetics, complexity and deep affection

summary: kaveh is an architect in love

contents: fluff, established relationship, gn!reader, kaveh is so hopelessly in love, character driven

cw: nothing i can think of, tell me if you find any!

recommend listening to: let you break my heart again by laufey + philharmonia orchestra

a/n: happy belated birthday kaveh 🎉🎉, more at the end

To find something beautiful is entirely subjective. One person may argue that the depths of the sea contain all the beauty of the world, whereas another would argue the stars. On certain days when the moon hangs low or when the light streaming through the stained windows at Puspa Café hits his wine at an angle, Kaveh likes to ponder this topic. Flowers blooming, the desert sand glimmering, eyes smiling. Beautiful things.

None quite as beautiful as you.

Call him superficial; call him an aesthete; call him yours. If Kaveh is the light of Kshahrewar, then you can be the butterfly to his sunlight, so he can hold you in his hands and bask in your attention. He wonders what colour your wings would be, how they would unfold, and how he would stare at them in awe, mesmerised. But you don’t need wings to lure him in, nor do you need anything more. Because if he is the light of Kshahrewar, then you are his muse, his own solace in a world of sorrow.

In architecture, there are several components that make up even a miniature wooden box, let alone a palace made out of brick and concrete. But no matter how complicated, no matter how long the hours spent, no matter how frustrating, a palace was created as a palace, and that will never change. On the other hand, what constitutes a ‘home’? Can you have multiple? Is it something you can create and then mould, or is it something that evolves and transforms itself? Grandiose staircases and lofty ceilings seemingly mean nothing if you can’t hear echoing laughs and joyous gasps.

Kaveh thinks that he may have an answer. A ‘home’ is people. Good people, who care for each other. Like when he was younger, his parents–however long gone they may be–cared for him with all the tenderness of a coddling touch. He found a home in them.

Now, this ‘home’ is you.

As idealistic as Kaveh is, there are no lofty assurances he swears that float just out of reach. Because what he whispers quietly in your ear late at night, he vows to keep. On his life, which seems that much brighter with you.

“Whatever you wish for, I’ll give.”

He kisses your shoulder. You laugh softly. You can’t count the many times he’s lured you into a slumber through the aid of sweet nothings and comforting touches. But as you turn around in his arms, the laugh manages to get caught in your throat. Kaveh isn't laughing back. There is adoration in his eyes, yes, and there is devotion in his gaze, yes, but there is something else–something special–that makes you wonder whether you’ve underestimated the depth of his feelings. The bed makes a slight creak as his face comes closer.

“You have no idea how much I’m in love with you.”

He’s telling the truth. The beginning of a solid house starts with a solid foundation, which is then built upon. Kaveh is the foundation to your house, and he would gladly let you grow and flourish from his dedication, if only you’d let him. From your house stems a home that contains all that he cherishes, from the gleam in your eyes to the smile that he’d frame with the slight tilt of your chin. An architect should be able to indulge in all that they find breathtaking, which, for Kaveh, he has the privilege of being able to admire every day. And yet, every single day, he manages to fall for you again and again.

Kaveh promises that one day he will be able to grant all that you wish for, no matter how impossible it may be. You deserve more than the constraints of what constitutes ‘possibility’, and then will he be able to see your smile, and see his reflection in your eyes, and not notice anything else but the happiness enveloping both your bodies.

But for now, he’ll have to make do with unbreakable whispers and the feelings in his heart that beat in time with the flap of a butterfly’s wings.

He finally grins at you, never faltering in his gaze.

“I want you to know how much I truly do adore you.”

a/n: I’M BACK BABYYYYYYY, I MISSED WRITING!111!1!1! my posting schedule will now be much more regular :) as always, likes, reblogs and comments are always appreciated 🩷🩷

#kaveh x reader #kaveh x you #kaveh fluff #kaveh drabbles #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #genshin x you #genshin impact x you #genshin fluff #genshin impact fluff #genshin drabbles #genshin impact drabble #FIRST KAVEH POST??#i love him #i think he would be the one I would get along with the most irl

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blondiest · 1 year ago

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do you have any flowers you associate with mello, near, or both?

hi omg. this is a terrific question bc i am actually soooort of trying to incorporate a bit of plant symbolism into bury us both. i have to say i've given more thought to what flowers suit aspects of their relationship (<- the shipping goggles are stuck to my face, i don't think i can take them off anymore) than what i associate with them each individually BUT i'll try to give answers for both >:)

i'm gonna try to limit myself to 5 each here.

Mello: Ailanthus (lofty aspirations), Bay ("i change but in death"), Dandelion (overcoming hardship) Rhododendron ("beware, i am dangerous"), Tansy ("i declare war on you" ; resistance)

Near: Asphodel ("my regrets follow you to the grave" [<- falling to my knees. head in hands. weeping.]) Rosemary (remembrance, "your presence revives me"), Himalayan Blue Poppy (potential, possibilities, psychic skills), Oxe-Eye Daisy (patience), Rainflower (rebirth, new beginnings, great expectations [<- him taking over the investigation after L])

Mello+Near: Astragalus ("your presence softens my pain"), Bog-rosemary (bound by fate, "will you help me?"), Maiden's Blush Rose ("if you love me you will find out"), Black Mulberry ("i will not survive you"), Tuberose (dangerous pleasures), Jasmine (unconditional and eternal love)

if i were to answer this on a purely visual level and completely off the top of my head: Near / orchids, Mello / poppies.

#asks #meronia #<- in case anyone needs inspiration for. the flower prompt for the event :3

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saiyef · 1 year ago

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Lofty Flower, Fall for Me!!

#lofty flower fall for me!!#takane no hana nara ochitekoi!!#mangacap #mangacaps #manga

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anonsickficker · 1 year ago

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{jing yuan x fu xuan} hospital room [short_scenarios]

CONTENT BENEATH THE CUT CONTAINS MENTIONS OF {ERUCTATION} PLEASE BE WARNED!!!

“That was the last of it, General.”, Fu Xuan’s fingers part ways with the worn pair of chopsticks at last, as she sets them on the tray. She lifts herself daintily from her seat next to his resting bed, opting to situate the tray somewhere far, as she’s sure he’s bound to grow sick of the aroma of her meals, after having endured some half-an-hour-long stretch of time simply being hand-fed. She ensures that she’s careful around the tall flower vase on his bedside table— a get-well-soon gift from Qingzu, Fu Xuan recalls.

As she returns to his side, the General’s insides give an inevitable, yet painful-sounding protest, and Jing Yuan exhales softly, as to prevent any other undesirable noises from leaving his system. The soft evening rays from the nearby window casts a warm glow over the General’s face, in contrast to his pitiful state.

“General, if I may…”, her graceful fingers reach for the source of his discomfort, offering to resolve the problem she had provoked in the first place.

“Feeling bold today, are we?”, Jing Yuan smiles, though Fu Xuan greatly appreciates the wordless acceptance in his eyes, acquiescing to her lofty requests through and through, “Go ahead then, Master Diviner. If you dare.”

He shivers as she makes contact, even as she applies gentle pressure through the thin fabric. Jing Yuan isn’t very bloated, she notes, hidden under layers of thick muscle as well as his thin hospital gown, but his over-capacitated innards make themselves known through his toned abdominals nonetheless. She presses her entire hand onto the subtle curve of his stomach, feeling the digestive gurgling and the slight sloshing of the medicinal brew, herbal tea and winter melon soup he’d been fed earlier.

Fu Xuan finds it hard to admit, but being such a crucial part of her the General’s recovery grips her, injecting her veins with a sense of pride, and she almost shivers when she coaxes the first quiet burp from him, face lighting up just a little as Jing Yuan sighs faintly, as she studies his alleviated expression.

After the initial feeling of accomplishment coursing through her body, she intends to continue with enhanced vigour, before catching herself, forcing her hands to massage at a consistent pace, lest she cause Jing Yuan’s injuries to worsen.

She rubs everywhere she can reach from her place at his bedside, complying to Jing Yuan’s silent requests when he takes her wrist gently with his own fingers and readjusts their position to an area that he deems to require more attention. Her mind reels with interest whenever he hiccups, his pained face still able to retain a small smile, though she can’t quite understand why. She pays the turning cogs in her brain no concern, rather focusing on feeling out which areas have suffered the most tension.

His stomach groans lowly, before Jing Yuan ducks his head to let out a startlingly long, loud belch. He’s been holding back ever since Fu Xuan had begun her ministrations, but seeing as she doesn’t express her distaste for such crass behaviour, he proceeds, properly lifting a fist to stifle any smaller burps that fall through his nearly pursed lips.

Fu Xuan flinches away, quick as lightning, promptly revoking her palms from his abdomen, as if she’d been burned.

“My apologies, Master Diviner…”, Jing Yuan clears his throat to fill the sudden silence, watching her pupils swim in those glowing amber irises fueled by a mixture of uncertain emotions, “I’m sure that was less than ideal. Rest assured such a sound will not be heard from me again.”

Fu Xuan blinks, the fluttering of her eyelashes in tune with that of her heart. She doesn’t dare speak, lest a disgustingly honest little something were to tumble through undetected by her brain-to-mouth filter.

“Mind your manners, General. We are far from buddy-buddy with each other.”, she finally manages, allowing a resentful grimace to adorn her carefully governed expression.

Even after having her high and mighty moment of discipline, her actions continue to greatly contrast her scrupulously fabricated speech, as she pushes her palm into his abdomen with increasing pressure, targeting every weak point. Though such points are scarce in number, she foresees his defenselessness as a reliable means of evoking the reaction she desires from the General— her new goal.

She grasps thin, delicate fingers around his comparatively much thicker, yet well-toned waist, pinching his sides in unison, eliciting all but an aggressive gurgle from his intestines, as she feels them shift under the pads of her fingers. Jing Yuan exhales with difficulty, squeezing his eyes shut and grunting softly at the writhing sensation of his disagreeing organs.

“Couldn’t you stand to be just a little more gentle?”, Nevertheless, he adheres to his promise, not letting a single belch up his throat, swallowing them down even as Fu Xuan prods at his tensioned stomach, almost fit to burst with the amount that he’d been able to cram in it. Although he’d promised her sensitive ears that he wouldn’t continue on with any crude conduct, he does allow himself to hiccup, suffocating each noise until they’re nothing but inaudible little spasms of his unstable diaphragm.

Next, she lays her palm flat, candidly pressing into the upper section of his distended abdomen, where the vibrations of his violently convulsing internals had since become the most intense. Her harsh provision of relief is delivered with trembling fingertips, her wrists sparing no effort to cover the entire expanse of his stomach when she compresses it, even as Jing Yuan begins to shy away from her touch, clasping a hand over his mouth to dampen any unsavory sounds that he’s unable to prevent.

“It’s quite firm here…”, Fu Xuan pokes at a spot just below his ribcage, coupling a pair of fingers together to rub at the area, progressing to using her whole hand, almost ramming into his painfully taut stomach, hearing its contents slush around turbulently. Jing Yuan nearly moans aloud, but bites it back, instead allowing a sly smile overtake his expression, pulling the corners of his mouth upwards, even as he struggles to regain his breath, a sliver of sweat collecting at the point of his chin despite the cool breeze that courses through the room.

Fu Xuan gives one more rigorous push, kneading into the General’s over capacitated stomach, and Jing Yuan finally allows another deep belch rip through his oesophagus, similar to the one before that had startled the Diviner, this time only shielding her view of the inside of his otherwise exposed mouth with the back of his hand.

“Is that what you wanted to hear?”, he inquires, words lilted with his smug demeanor, “Because you definitely seemed to act as such.”

He removes his hand from his mouth, repositioning it to brace itself on his chest, relieving excess pressure as he hiccups again, a result of his overburdened organs. Fu Xuan takes notice, almost immediately, unbuttoning the first few latches of his hospital gown, revealing a scarred expanse of skin; the medals of every battle that he’s won, some faded, some fresh. She takes a moment just to stare at the lines of his well-trained abdominals, stretched slightly to accommodate every single mouthful of her meticulously prepared meal.

He fails to stifle a few more burps, resting a hand to his own stomach to feel his churning insides, the warmth from his palm soothing the area if only just barely.

“Forgive me,” Jing Yuan lifts a fist to his now closed mouth to catch another belch before it’d had the chance to slip, “I was not able to keep my word. But you don’t seem particularly off-put by my lack of etiquette…”

“Instead, aren’t you a little red in the face?”

Fu Xuan blinks.

“Has your eyesight finally begun its long-awaited journey unto deterioration?”

Jing Yuan chuckles as he reaches for her wrist without a word, lifting her off of her chair with ease until she stumbles forwards into his bedside. He leers his upper body towards her as he plants large hands onto her slender waist, calloused fingertips almost touching as they encircle the span of it. He scoops her up, one arm under her pale legs and blushed knees, ignoring her squealing and the prying of her fragile fingers on his thick forearms.

By the end of the whole ordeal, Jing Yuan has successfully mounted Fu Xuan onto his lap, coaxing her heavy head into his neck.

“I know my actions have caused you many a sleepless night. My sincerest apologies, Lady Fu.”

“Being reckless has been a habit of yours ever since I’d just begun to work with you. Even one ‘sleepless night’ would be an exaggeration, you dozing General.”, Jing Yuan only smooths his thumb over the creases forming in between her furrowed eyebrows in response to her accusatory tone.

As much as Fu Xuan relishes basking in the evening sun, accompanied by the General’s familiar warmth, she can’t help but squirm when she finally feels it:

His stomach groans, even as he grants her full permission to lean on it. Fu Xuan feels the movement, almost as if it’s directly rattling her own thoracic cage. Jing Yuan makes no move to let go of her, instead wrapping his arms around her waist, binding them together, if only for a brief moment in their nearly millenium-long lives.

She almost doesn’t know how to react, every gurgle, churn, slosh that he experiences, she shares. Fu Xuan only stabs her chin deeper into his shoulder, as payback for becoming so severely injured, to the point that all of his attendants, retainers, and even one Master Diviner of the Six Charioteers had to come rushing for him.

“You seem to be enjoying yourself, Master Diviner.”, Fu Xuan senses the movement of his Adam’s Apple bobbing, before he resumes, “Had I passed on the position of the General of the Luofu onto you sooner, this situation would never have occurred.”

She doesn’t utter a word, only patting the side of his abdomen, eliciting a purr from the General, the heat of his breath splaying itself down her back.

Fu Xuan eventually returns to his bedside.

Then far away, back to the Divination Commission, back to her post.

With the knowledge that she will only return the next evening, when the sun glows a cordial red, and illuminates every corner of that hospital room.

based off of this post by {feesheroo} and {honeydangomilk}. thank you, i didnt consider master diviner and general to be something to write about

its 1700 words this time.. i was struggling to get over 900 and threw everything i could, then it doubled. but its all gibberish, sorry 🙇

i didnt proofread, its messy and theres no timeline.. its very lacking, sorry. its just very mediocre, out of all ive written 😅

(its sloshy because liquids are easier to digest (egg drop soup, winter melon soup, congee), chinese medicines are usually medicinal dried herbs that are brewed and drunk like tea. other medicinal foodstuffs are liquid too, like fish swim bladder soup and bird's nest)

jing yuan is my favorite character in hsr

thank you for reading this far 🙇🙇

#gutshin impact #hsr #jing yuan #fu xuan #sickfic #honkai star rail

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