#tebali

[roomwithavoid]

something i noticed while playing hyrule warriors

[cappycino]

Teba/Revali Oneshot :D

some naughtiness I posted on AO3 a while back. rated T for (established) TEBALI so big ol’ warning for those not into this ship. basically Revali doesn’t approve of Teba’s recklessness and makes his point in a different way 

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“You were careless.”

“I knew exactly what I was doing.”

“Sloppy, then. That’s no excuse for putting your life on the line.”

Teba shut his eyes and unbuckled his cuirass as delicately as he could with one functional wing. The other one, charred with ash and explosive powder, had been rendered effectively immobile thanks to a bomb barrel he tactfully used to his advantage. He’d been through much worse, and besides, feathers do just fine to shield from damage.

It didn’t stop the sting when he submerged himself into the cold waters of a nearby lake. Teba begrudgingly held back a flinch, and out of the corner of his eye he could tell Revali was watching him critically while undoing his mussed braids.

He expected to get a beakful, as usual. Even if they managed to wipe out a horde of stubborn Moblins with his last-ditch performance, it was clear their fighting styles were starkly different in some respects. But that was a discussion for another time; now, their only concern was washing off the worst of the grime before touching base with the Princess and the others.

Not that there was much he could do. Saki would be the one to tend to him in his sorry state after battle, and in her absence, he'd have to make do for himself.

Tilting his head to one side, Teba rinsed some water onto his weakened shoulder and loosened the dirt with careful movements. It'd only been a minute of enjoying his meditative solitude before Revali waded up the waters behind him.

“Hold still,” came the familiar, disgruntled voice.

“What--,”

Without warning, the champion himself began to lather Teba’s shoulders with soap-sudded fingers. Startled, Teba immediately leapt to his feet and made to whirl around.

“I said,” Revali hastily gripped his shoulders and pulled him back into the water with a splash, Teba’s balance thrown off-kilter with his injured arm. “At the rate you’re going, it’ll be dark by the time we fly back to camp.

Teba hissed through his beak, the movement bringing an agonizing throb to his wing. "Wait," he protested, suddenly embarrassed for reasons he won't think about. "I'll manage just fine on my own, I refuse to be an inconvenience to you--!"

"A little too late for that, don't you think?"

The harshness behind his words left no room for argument. Teba floated in stunned silence for several seconds before settling down in acquiescence. “...thank you,” he carefully relents, choosing not to think of it any more than a kind act of consideration.

“Not like you leave me any choice. What kind of impression would we be setting for the Rito if we showed up like Hylian retrievers just having rolled around in dirt?”

Revali pours another dab of a special oil-based soap into the palm of his wing. Rito feathers did well enough on their own to stay clean, and so such soap was typically reserved for heavy duty scenarios. It was popular with Rito warriors for this very reason.

Teba wasn't surprised Revali carried such a thing with him, and despite his sour attitude, he was considerable more gentle on the tangles knotting Teba’s hair. The latter allowed himself to relax into his touch, eyes becoming lidded.

But Revali, as always, was nothing but practical, and it was too soon that he abandoned his hair to tend to the stains on Teba's arms-the one thing he certainly wouldn’t have been able to get to himself.

To his credit, Teba tolerated the treatment without protest-aside from the beak-gritting and grunts as the bloodstains were cleaned off his wounds. Teba's shoulders relaxed heavily once that was done and over with, and he didn’t miss the way Revali rubbed at his deltoids at the end. A sign of apology, perhaps.

One day, he’d have to think of a way to repay him. In spite of his rougher edges, the Champion had already done so much, and so selflessly.

His quiet reverence was interrupted when Revali’s hands suddenly wrapped over his breast.

“I--,” Teba’s eyes widened comically, his voice hitting a pitch he hoped the other would immediately forget.

“Be still.” The demand was sharp. “I’m done when I say I’m done.”

Teba clamped his beak shut and forced himself to stay completely rigid, not unlike a rabbit trying to ward off a predator. Revali casually began to massage his his pectoral muscles, the movements hardly passing off as “cleaning”. Teba's nape feathers puffed in embarrassment. No, he wasn’t going to make himself a damn fool in front of the Rito legend if this was actually an innocuous act. Teba turned his concentration toward a darner skimming the nearby waters, his gaze on it so intense he wouldn’t have been surprised if it combusted.

“Breathe,” Revali tsked from behind. Teba instinctively let loose a large whoosh of air from his lungs he didn’t know he was holding. Revali continued lathering the soap into his chest feathers, his fingers openly admiring the definition where the muscle protruded from his ribcage.

Now there was no doubt about it. The champion was toying with him. Neither of them were this naive, and Revali was rarely one to be forward. As his skin pricked with humiliation, Teba decided this was some cruel payback for his stunt at the battleground. Goddess knows Revali had berated him enough times for acts of self-recklessness.

Teba had half a mind to put an end to it right now. He’s not a warrior to be teased like some fledgling entering adulthood.

And yet….

Revali’s brazen movements continued down Teba’s abs, half-massaging the soap and half-fondling, tracing the well-built muscle earned from his intense training regimen. Teba heard a soft, yearning exhale from behind him. He and Revali had been….close before, but he never quite explored him like this, had he?

He tilted his head to peek at the other. To his surprise, Revali wore an almost nervous expression, even as his wings wandered up and down his sides to feel the ripple over his tips.

Teba barely suppressed a shudder. “Revali....,”

“It must be a pain keeping yourself presentable with your feathers,” he interrupted, clearly refusing to indulge him.

A weary sigh. “What do you mean?”

“White is such an inconvenient color for a warrior.”

Without further preamble, Reval’s wings dove towards the large muscles of Teba’s thighs, gifting the sensitive flesh there with a grope. Teba lurched forward like he’d been punched in the gut, wings smacking against the water before the sudden pain shooting from his wound had him curling in on himself.

None of this deterred Revali.

“I can't imagine having to preen the filth off myself constantly.” Revali rests his beak on Teba’s shoulder, his thumbs running up and down the grooves of his inner thighs, nearly making them tremble. “As such, it’d make sense to be extra vigilant when it comes to fighting your battles. Am I right, Teba?”

“Y-yes.” Teba wheezed pathetically. The pain wracking his arm was masked entirely by the burning in his face and from pit of his stomach. If there was ever a definition for sexual confusion, Teba was sure he was the picture-definition of it.

Revali hummed in satisfaction, charade long gone. His wings roamed towards Teba’s backside, and whatever action he made down there had Teba taking a sharp inhale through his nostrils.

"I'm glad we’re in agreement. And you’re welcome.”

Revali then waded away, leaving Teba floating helplessly in the waters and aching in more ways than one. Nursing his arm, he turned to give a horrified look at the Rito champion, who was already rinsing water through his hair in a considerably chipper mood than minutes before.

As Teba marched himself out of the water, feeling both considerably cleaner yet filthier at the same time, he was resolute in his decision to paying his idol in kind. As it turns out, he wasn’t the only one who knew how to play dirty.

[moonrabbitisgay]

Revali: That snowquill armor looks good on you.

Teba: Thank you. Nekk sold it to me for 50% off.

Revali: I think I'd prefer it 100% off~

Teba: He can't just give people clothes for free, Revali.

Revali: ...That's not what I-

Teba: That's not how you run a business, he'd go bankrupt.

[i-must-be-complete]

The ritos have more details than I tought.

[botwstoriesandsuch]

Ok, I'll take a shot at this. My favorite ships: the It's Pretty Obvious I'm a Massive Unapologetic Furry edition. 10) Darukbosa as the token non-furries and also because they are totally the parents of the team 9) Sidonvali 8) Kassvali 7) Tebakass 6) Tebali 5) Tebarth 4) Tebasakiharth 3) Revalink 2) Revali and his harem of all male Rito past and present 1) Miphvali

Hmmm......there seems to be quite a pattern with your number 7 through 4...can’t quite place it though

Anyhow this otherwise looks like a completely normal ship list thank you for sharing

[cyraclove]

Ship bingo: Teba/Revali and Zelimpa

Tebali

Zelimpa

Tbh, I’m open to pretty much any ship bc of you Sun 💜💜💜 Thank you for popping into my inbox!!

[okamisense]

sean chiplock naming his animal crossing island “Tebali” is the greatest thing I could imagine but it also made me realize that it was a ship I never considered

[anggiiaaa]

Kisah dan Takdir.

Masing-masing dari kita memiliki peluang yang sama. tergantung, takdir mana yang akan kita pilih. kisah kita telah ditulis di buku rahasia yang hanya di ketahui Pemilik Kehidupan. ibarat buku penuh yang berisi tulisan samar, kita hanya bisa menebalinya. nah, bagian mana yang kita tebali? itu tergantung kita. jalan mana yang kita pilih. jalan mana yang kita sanggung bertahan di atasnya. 

Begitulah kisah kita dan takdir. seseorang yang hebat bukan berarti ia tidak diuji dengan hal-hal yang bisa membuatnya gagal. Namun, dia pandai melewati ujian-ujian itu. ia pandai memilih peluang. bukan berarti pula, seseorang yang gagal dan terjerumus dalam dosa tidak dihadapkan pada pilihan yang membuatnya selamat. hanya saja, ia lebih memilih jalan itu, jalan yang menjauhkannya dari kebenaran.

wallaahu a’lam

[thespearnews-blog]

Muganda Youth opens 12 suits against Katikiro Mayiga in court of public opinion

New Post has been published on http://s677359801.onlinehome.us/2017/04/18/muganda-youth-opens-12-suits-katikiro-mayiga-court-public-opinion/

Muganda Youth opens 12 suits against Katikiro Mayiga in court of public opinion

Today Katikiro Peter Mayiga held a press conference in which he introduced compulsory land titles to all people residing on Kabaka’s land. This comes two weeks after Mengo administration led by Mayiga destroyed one love beach in Busabaala and another tractor in Luweero was burnt by residents as it tried to destroy their property.  

After that release an ordinary Muganda youth Njuki Joseph opened 12 suits against him in the court of public opinion. We present the cases here in Luganda with responses from concerned Baganda

The Release read:

Ssaabasajja asiimye abantu bonna abeewandiisa baweebwe ebyapa mu kikungo mu nkola etuumiddwa “Ekyapa mu ngalo.”

Enkola eno etongozeddwa olwa leero Katikkiro Charles Peter Mayiga etandikiddewo mbagirawo ku miwendo egisaliddwa ebitundu 20%.

Kino kyakusobozesa abantu ba Beene okufuna obwannannyini ku bibanja byabwe kikendeeze ku kugobaganyizibwa.

EMISANGO 12

1.Mayiga ne Buganda land Board ye okutunda ettaka lya Buganda lyonna n`olukujjukujju

2.Mayiga obutawa lukiiko lwa Buganda kitiibwa n`akola ebintu ebimu nga talwebuuzizako

3.Okusanyaawo obukulu bw`abataka n`obutabebuuzako

4.Mayiga okwerabira kabaka nti yeyamukwassa damula nadda mukukolera Museveni nga akola ebikyayisa kabaka

5.Ssente z`ettoffaali okubulwa embalirira

6.Endagaano (mou) Mayiga zeyakola ne Museveni tontabaala siri kutabaala nga zitwaliramu amasaza ga Buganda assatu omuli: Bugerere,Buluuli,kkooki

7.Okusanyaawo ebiffo byobuwangwa nga Amasiro g’ekasubi, Emiti gya’Kabakanjagala nenyanja ya Kabaka n’okwagala okuwaayo olubiri lw’e Mengo mulukujjukujju.

8.Okuwebuula Obuwangwa bwa Buganda nga ye okuzina nabayimbi oba okubaleeta ku mikolo awali Kabaka 

9.Okusanyaawo ebibiina by`abavubuka omuli: Nkobazambogo, Bangawa ttabamiruka, CBS funs club n`ebirala nga kino kyakolebwa okugyawo ojutta omwoyo gwa Buganda n`obwagazi mubavubuka.

10.Okukozesa erinnya lya kabaka nti “asiimye” nga mwayita okukola ebintu ebikyaamu.

11.Obutawa olulyo olulangira kitiibwa n`okuteeka olukomera ku Kabaka waffe.

12.Okwagala ennyo eby`enfuna n`obutalumirirwa baganda okugeza Mayiga yaddulira abantu b`akatale ka parkyard nga babasenze nabagamba bagende bagule ewalala nti omugotekko simulungi mukibuga.

FFE TUKIMANYI BINO EBIKYAMU BYONNA BYA MAYIGA NGA OMUNTU SSI BYA BBEENE.AWANGAALE NNYO MAGULU NNYONDO 

Comments

Tony Kitumba Kituffu nyo nze onno ye katiikiro asoose obutogeera kunsonga za Buganda semasoonga etaano nga Federal. Kale wankwe nyo nyo

Wasswa Ssemanda Ibra Lwaki mukozesa Linnya lya Kabaka mukozese nti Kattikiro alagidde oba Mengo esazewo oba BLB eragidde ku kitongole kyentongodde Naye buli kimu Kabaka asiimye nze ndaba nga akagenderere okusanyawo Title Kabaka

Mubiru Duncan Kasita ekisanja kye Kigwaako mwezi guno. FFE TETUJJA KUKYAAWA KABAKA WAFFE LWA MAYIGA EYAKIRIZA OKUWEMUKIRA E BUNYORO NGA ATALIDDA BUGANDA

Ssemanda Shaukan Mukulu Njuki webale kulambulula nsonga Mayiga kirabika kyekiseera awanike kuba abaganda banyivu okwewala ebyafaayo okwedingana ndaba Mayiga asanye awanganguke kubanga kyakoze abaganda mu bukulembeze bwe tebali kyerabira kale yandibye sente zona zayagala naye nakuuma ekitiibwa kya Buganda ne Kabaka eeeeh kumulembe gwe lwetuwulidde nga abantu bavuma Ssabasajja direct olwe nsobi Mayiga zakoze abaganda kino kitalo

Jjemba Abdul Nassibu Madness is wen katikiro invites naked Cindy t bance kimasulo before kabaka on his 62th bd.## mafia guys at mengo……rtd Jjemba Abdul Nassibu bck t d garden

Mukulu_Lubwama ogamba katikkiro Mayengo mu bwakabaka bwabundagu

Felix Gyebs What of us who didn’t register latter? What shall & Will be our fate? Awangale benne

Musoke Robert Matovu Temukola bintu bizibu nga waliwo ebyangu,musooke mutereze ensonga zo mubanda wa Kabaka!

Don Hersy Dangote YOU ARE SO OFF POINT.,SO SO SOOOOOO OFF POINT. #WULILIZA ATE YOGERA NEKABAKA.,ATE WULILIZA ABAGANDA. BYETUKUGAMBA.,VVA MUBULYAAZAMANYAA

Namazzi Mayi Naye banange kati mubuganda mulinamu abantu 130000 gyoka ? Tusaba kutangazibwa, olwo abatewandiisa bo bakoleki essawa eno? Abange muleke okutuboola ,Awo tebuba buganda Bumu neda

Jjemba Abdul Nassibu Mafia mayiga en co. at mengo ar forcing us to hate our kingdom due to their selfish interests.he is more of museveni ally en a conman of our land## pair of buttocks at mengo

Kaweesa Joseph. GUTUSINZE NNYO AYI BEENE ffe twakola ensobi mu mulembe gwaffe okuzalibwamu n’omuntu gwebayita Mayiga asanyawo obwakabaka

Mwenyango Joan. Naye Mayiga Mukimanyi nti eryo ettaka lya Buganda sso ssi lya Kabaka? Mudeeyo musome endagaano yo 900 mumanye  byemukola

Don Hersy Dangote Nze wantamye buteeyisa nga muntu eri mukwano gwammwe bobi wine. Naye wandaze nti tolina mutima mulunji eri abantu (yiii nabafee benyini????) Wamazeemu amanyi. Jukila nti tulwanisa fuga bbi mu Uganda,

Awo okagude mayiga. Wanswaziza. Believe it all not olaba nange nanyiize manya banji sibasanyufu. We love kbk mutebi. But we will love him even more …Naye kati ate you.. Otandise okumuvumisa.

 Mr. Mayiga ofunye AMALALA. ago sigago. You weren’t like this wen u first got to office. Kati bino byokola byaaki?????Towemukira Bunyoro, Kyusaaamu. Oli muganda Totuswaaza… wawaba. Dda wansi owulilize abantu. 

 Mayiga Tewefula wakitalo ku Buganda Buganda yaffe. Kuba kikilize kigagane yo Yaffe. So totulinyako ebyo byakito nawe. Kati please mayiga. Baamu olemu kutulyazamanya nakutumanyiila. Tetujja kwogera nawe nga abali ebukoddomi nga ate owaba. Nyini otuvumaganya. #kakanya amalala

[cappycino]

So I'm itching to write Revalink, anyone wanna throw some prompts my way? 👉👈

[lozrareshipweek]

LoZ Rareship Week: Mirrors August 23 - 29, 2021

Monday - kiss/dodge Tuesday - falling/flight Wednesday - blood/bandage Thursday - stars/dust Friday - eyes/blindfold Saturday - grief/joy Sunday - midnight rendezvous/cold light of day

Check out our Rules & FAQ for details!

[moonrabbitisgay]

Y’all know that horrifically angsty fic that I’ve been talking about and preemptively apologizing for the last few days? I finished it 

AO3 link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/25965787/chapters/63401863

Content warnings: major character death, grieving, brief but somewhat graphic description of violence, blood.

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At the end of the day, it’s just...bad luck.

Bad luck that Teba’s still unsteady on his horse, and the focus he has to devote to staying upright in the saddle takes away from the careful eye he’d typically have on their surroundings. Bad luck that the skies open up and send down upon them a light mist, urging their little party into a canter in a futile attempt to reach the nearest stable before they’re all soaked through. Bad luck that Revali and Link insist on bantering the whole time, because of course they do. Bad luck that thanks to this precise combination of factors, none of them hear the low thrum of galloping horses, off to the left side of the road, far away but approaching fast.

Bad luck that Link turns to face Teba at exactly the wrong moment, and the arrow that had been about to hit him in the shoulder instead lands square in the middle of his throat.

It’s over in less than a minute. Revali immediately leaps off of his horse, summons an updraft, soars into the air, and in one fluid movement takes his bow off his back, nocks an arrow, and shoots down the bokoblin as it waves its bow in the air in triumph. Teba is half a second behind him, taking a moment to assess the situation— two more bokoblin on horseback, one wielding a club and the other a spear— before springing into action, unslinging his own bow and knocking the club-wielder off its horse with an arrow to the chest. He turns his aim to the other just as Revali dives down upon it, talons digging into its shoulders, pulling it off of its horse and dragging it viciously across the ground until it goes still. Teba lands and does a quick once-over. As soon as he’s certain that they aren’t in any more immediate danger, he sprints back over to the horses, panic building rapidly in his chest. 

Link lies sprawled out on the side of the road, eyes closed, and for one long, hysterical, hopeful second, Teba thinks he might sit up and cough and wipe the blood from his tunic and give him that ridiculous little grin he puts on every time Teba frets over one of his wounds. But he doesn’t move, and his face is so white, and there’s a ragged hole straight through the middle of his throat and so much blood and a horrible weight starts to settle itself in Teba’s stomach.

This can’t be his Link. His Link is always moving, fidgeting, full of nervous energy. His Link is rosy cheeks and a smile like the sun and only ever just enough blood to make him worry. His Link is alive, and this limp, pale thing lying in front of him is...not.

Behind him, Revali screams.

Teba knows he should feel...something. Shock. Anger. Grief. Guilt. But they don’t come. All he feels is the weight. In a daze, he stands and walks over to Link’s horse, which is tossing its head and shuffling about, clearly spooked. She quiets as he approaches, and he rifles through her saddlebag until he finds bandages and Link’s cloak. 

He starts by dressing the wound, wiping away the blood as best he can and carefully wrapping bandages around Link’s neck. As he works, Revali collapses next to him, laying his head on Link’s chest as he weeps. Once Teba finishes and the ugly gash is hidden but for a small red spot in the front of the bandages, he takes Revali by the shoulders and pulls gently. 

“Revali,” he says quietly, and his lover looks up at him, eyes desperate and deeply, impossibly sad. Teba tugs at him again, and this time he comes, wrapping his wings so tightly around Teba’s chest that it nearly knocks the wind out of him and letting out a ragged wail. Teba holds him close, awkwardly patting his back in some vague, wholly inadequate attempt at comfort, and Revali buries his head in the crook of Teba’s neck, breaking off into quiet, choked sobs.

They sit there, on the side of the road. Time passes. The rain passes. Travelers pass, too, but they pay them no mind, and the few that dare to approach wither rapidly under Teba’s glare. Revali clings to him, head tucked underneath Teba’s beak and eyes tightly shut, as if he could fight off the crushing reality simply by refusing to acknowledge it. Teba just stares. He stares for so long that he very nearly convinces himself that he’s used to it. As if he could ever accept this image of Link, pale as death and motionless in a puddle of his own blood.

Eventually, Revali opens his eyes and disentangles himself from Teba. He draws in a deep, rattling breath, leaning into Teba’s side for support. 

“We should bury him,” he mutters, and Teba furrows his brow in confusion.

“What?”

Revali gestures toward Link. Towards Link’s body. “We should bury him,” he says again, louder this time, and he sounds as empty as Teba feels. “That’s what...that’s what Hylians do with their—” 

He cuts himself off before the last word, and Teba puts a wing around his shoulder. With their dead, he thinks. Link is dead. 

He doesn’t say that. Instead, he says “we don’t have a shovel,” because maybe focusing on these kinds of petty material concerns will help the both of them turn their minds away from the horrible pit of darkness rapidly opening up beneath their feet. Another thought occurs to him, and he grabs onto it with all the desperation of a drowning man to a rope. “Shouldn’t we bring him to the castle? We’re nearly at Tabantha Bridge, and it’s only a couple days’ travel from the stable there.”

Revali shakes his head, and Teba notes with relief that he seems grateful for the distraction. “He wouldn’t— I don’t think he’d want all the ceremony. I suppose we could bring him back to the village, but…” He trails off, sagging a little, and Teba tightens his grip on his shoulder. “I can’t bear it, Teba, the thought of...of fucking carting him around for a whole day, I just can’t.”

“Yeah.” The telltale sting of tears pricks hard behind Teba’s eyes all of a sudden, but some ridiculous urge to hold himself together, for Revali’s sake if nothing else, has him blinking them back. “I...I could fly over to the stable, see if I can get us a shovel.” He sees Revali’s eyes widen in alarm, and he quickly amends the statement. “Or you could, and I’ll wait here. You’re faster than me anyway.”

“OK.” Revali exhales shakily and bows his head. “OK. OK, I can do that,” he says quietly, and it sounds more like he’s trying to convince himself than anything. Teba squeezes his shoulder once more before letting go, and he reluctantly pulls himself away from Teba’s side and to his feet. He takes in a deep breath, crouches, summons another updraft, and spirals off into the sky.

Teba watches him glide away, until he’s nothing but a small speck on the horizon. Then he turns his attention back to Link. He carefully slides one wing underneath his neck and the other behind his knees, ignoring the sickening feeling of blood soaking into his feathers, and lifts him up, cradling the limp body to his chest. Leaning down, he presses his forehead to Link’s, gently rubbing his beak against Link’s nose as he had used to do every night as they settled into bed. The thought hits him like a ton of bricks. Had used to. He would never say goodnight to Link again.

“I’m sorry, love,” he whispers into Link’s ear, and the last of his composure crumbles. He dissolves into tears, clamping his beak shut and rocking back and forth, trying desperately to swallow his sobs until it’s too much and they burst out in short, painful gasps. The weight in his stomach vanishes, replaced by the awful, vertiginous feeling of free-fall, spiraling down and out and his wings are slick and wet and saturated with red and bile starts to rise in his throat and—

“Oh, Teba,” is all he hears Revali say, before the shovel clatters to the ground and the dead weight in his arms is carefully lifted away and placed gingerly on the ground. He collapses forward, into Revali’s wings, feels his lover rest his head on his shoulder and feels his tears fall softly onto his neck. Revali says something else, inaudible over the blood pounding in Teba’s ears. He just shakes his head, pressing his face into Revali’s chest and wills himself to find his composure again, to ground himself, to save this debilitating grief for nights back home.

They fall into autopilot, eventually. They take turns with the shovel to dig a shallow grave, and Teba wraps Link in his cloak before lowering him into the fresh, damp dirt. He watches numbly as Revali slowly covers him, staring at his face, trying to affix every last detail of it in his mind before it’s covered up as well. Gone forever. No sign left of him but a pathetic little mound of overturned earth.

At Tabantha Bridge Stable, Revali returns the shovel and turns in their horses. They rent a single bed, a good foot and a half too short for Teba, but he spends the night curled around Revali anyway because letting him out of his sight for even a moment is utterly unthinkable.

In the morning, there are no words, just despairing glances and blinked-back tears. They fly back to the village, and by some unspoken agreement land not there but at the Flight Range, which is mercifully empty. It’s saturated with Link’s absence, more than anywhere in the village proper, but it is their sanctuary and nothing, not even this calamitous emptiness, can take that away from them.

Teba cooks dinner. He burns the fish to hell, and neither of them have any appetite anyway, so he just throws it away. They sit and stare at the fire, Revali’s head in Teba’s lap. Link sits across from them, a ghost neither of them thinks the other can see, and his smile is worth all of the words he can no longer say.

“I’m not going anywhere,” Teba says quietly, and Revali sits up. He wraps a single wing around the back of Teba’s neck and pulls him in close, pressing their foreheads together, and gently rubs their beaks together.

“I know,” he responds. “Me neither.”

[i-must-be-complete]

Oh, por el gemelo precioso de Quetzalcoatl. ¡Escribí todo un oneshot con mis sentimientos y percepciones hacia la interacción de Revali y Teba en AoC! Dentro de poco comenzaré a editarlo pero cuándo lo publicaré está en duda.

Realmente necesitaba escribir esto y la verdad estoy satisfecha con el resultado. Supongo que eso puedo agradecerle a Hyrule Warriors además del entretenimiento: que nos ofreció a los fans un escenario para estructurar ideas sobre el encuentro de nuestros adorados ornis.

Y lo curioso es que llevo ya dos fanfics, uno tevali/tebali en toda su gloria y uno que puede señalar su convivencia de todas las formas posibles sin ser oficial jaja. Que feliz me siento.

[lozrareshipweek]

Legend of Zelda Rareship Week 2021 daily prompts are here!

Monday - kiss/dodge Tuesday - falling/flight Wednesday - blood/bandage Thursday - stars/dust Friday - eyes/blindfold Saturday - grief/joy Sunday - midnight rendezvous/cold light of day

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[lozrareshipweek]

Legend of Zelda Rareship Week runs August 23-29, 2021!

The theme of the week is Mirrors!

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[i-must-be-complete]

Ahora que estoy con el asunto del nuevo Hyrule Warriors y vuelvo a despertar mi amor por los campeones... ¿Soy la única que quiere desesperadamente un fanfic Revali x Teba/Teba x Revali? ¿¡En serio soy la única!?