#yandere four

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That Wild facesitting one was so good omfgjskdkk

It gave me the idea of what if reader thinks the Chain (don’t forget Sage) are just doing so great and wants to give them a reward/gift but doesn’t know what so reader asks what they want.

The Chain ofc are so excited cause THEIR GODDESS WANTS TO GIVE THEM SOMETHING??

As they all think of smt, a couple of them are saying something along the lines of “nothing as long as you’re here we’re happy :)” which ofc reader thinks is so sweet and gives them a hug (cue smug smirks at the other Links bc reader hugged them HA)

As they all mull over their options bc obviously they don’t want to mess up this opportunity, ONE OF THE CHAIN STRAIGHT UP JUST SAYS “Sit on my face” WHETHER INTENTIONALLY OR NOT, EVERYONE IS IN SHOCK AND BEFORE ANYONE CAN SAY ANYTHING— reader agrees red faced bc she loves her boys oh so much ;)

Cue everyone saying they want the same thing bc they would honestly happily die at the opportunity

So sorry if this is a bit much it just came to me

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No-no, don't be sorry, I love requests like these bc the idea of Sage vs. the Chain brings me so much serotonin! Like Mhmmmmm-

Fun fact: someone flagged that post  😭Which you guys can find -> Here!

Sage is TotK Link if you didn't know!

Anyway, smut so MDNI! 18+!

Smut CW: AFAB! reader, face sitting with multiple partners, praise

・❥・So, we all know that Reader has the entire chain wrapped around their finger. No ifs, ands or buts about it.

・❥・Especially after Sage joins them.

・❥・While there is silent fighting between him and the others, they make an effort to show you a united front because you are who they are all fighting for.

・❥・As far as your concerned, they're all buddies. (that was so far from the truth it was laughable, but it kept you happy, so it was the assumption that would remain.)

・❥・That being said, when they're all together in Wind's Era (The boy was at home with his sister and Grandmother, leaving the adults to fend for themselves) and you're in ear shot, they do their best to be on their best behavior. Even if Wild and Sage are shooting the most passive aggressive insults at the other, since, as we've accomplished, Sage is adamant on knowing exactly where your food comes from.

・❥・He refuses to let that failure cook for you. Not when he can do so. He has a bigger repertoire of recipes and more skills to his name than the other does. That...man can barely get through a fucking swim without blacking out because of a memory let alone stay there long enough to ensure your food is as quality as it should be.

・❥・(AN: For legal reasons, I would never think of Wild like this, I absolutely love him with my whole heart. BUT Sage does think like this because he's an asshole.)

・❥・So, while the two are cooking, the others do their own things around the makeshift camp. Weapon maintenance, gathering firewood, admiring your perfect figure as you do nothing but read under a tree.

・❥・ Sage, of course, finishes your food first, settling beside you close enough your hips are touching his. You thank him, eagerly eating whatever was given you (They had to be sneaky about the fighting between himself and Wild, as you had no idea about the tension between them).

・❥・About mid-way through your meal, you set down your bowl, brows furrowed as a troubled expression muddled your features.

・❥・Which just would not stand. Was the meal not to your liking? Was there something wrong? Would they have to dispose of that blasted bastard who dared to try and impose on their territory that good for nothing pest-

・❥・"I feel like I owe you guys some sort of thanks for all of this."

・❥・Oh.

・❥・So he would get to live another day. Pity.

・❥・"You don't owe us a thing, Angel. We are happy to do it." Wars beamed, sitting on your other side regardless of Sage's snarl pointed at him. "No reward needed." The captain smirked, leaning into your space.

・❥・You didn't seem pleased by the answer, brows pinching further together. "...It doesn't seem right."

・❥・"Songbird, your presence is thanks enough." Sky piped up, eyes so wide and earnest, Sage feared he'd cry over you. Again.

・❥・"Airhead is right, Darlin'," The cowboy added, dropping a stack of logs near the fire. "It's a blessin' in and of itself being able to treat you like 'da Goddess you are."

・❥・Sage prided himself on know you though. He knew you well. And he knew you well enough to know that once an idea like this entered your pretty little head, it wouldn't leave. No, not without a fight in the very least. And that was a fight he didn't want to go through. Not with you.

・❥・He just had to pick something that would benefit you more than him, hiding it under the guise of thanking him.

・❥・"As much as it pains me to say this, they're right." Legend piped up, moving to crouch in front of you, easily redirecting your attention from where you were watching Warriors to look at him with his index hooked under your chin. "As long as your happy, we're happy, sunshine."

・❥・"But I don't wanna take advantage of you guys! That would make me no better than Hylia. I can't just ask these things from you without any form of thanks. That's not right." You cupped Legend's cheeks with your own hands, either not noticing or ignoring the way his cheeks lit up under your touch.

・❥・No, you had too much of a heart of gold to let this go. It was what made you so much better than that fraud that placed this destiny upon them in the first place.

・❥・Like a stroke of genius, it hit him. It was too perfect of an opportunity to pass up. While it would sound like it would benefit him, it really would all be for you. It would be perfect. A way to show his true devotion to you. His fidelity and dedication to you, his glorious deity.

・❥・"Sit on my face."

・❥・He wished he had the foresight to pull out his Purah pad to take a picture of your face, which lit up an absolute ruby red as your whipped around to face him. Sage merely shrugged like it was a reasonable request. In his mind, it was. What wasn't reasonable about it?

・❥・Shocked silence fell around the group, some angrily sputtering at the audacity while others had to question if that was a real option.

・❥・"You mooncalf! Have some class, would you?! Especially in the presence of-"

・❥・"Is that what you want?" Wars tirade was cut off by your meek voice as you pulled your hands away from Legend's face. The vet himself looked seconds away from crashing as he caught onto what you were hinting at.

・❥・Sage smirked, something sharp and devious as he cracked his knuckles in front of him. "Absolutely. I think it would be a pretty damn good way to thank me."

・❥・"You don't have to do anything that makes you uncomfortable, Y/n." Hyrule quickly pipes up, stepping closer as he shot a glare too sharp for his soft features at the newcomer. How dare that filth sully you in such a way and how dare he think of it before he could-

・❥・You were silent for a moment, shuffling for a second before letting out a breath. "If that's what you want." You finally decided, and the group was descended into chaos once more.

・❥・Cries of 'that's an option?!' and 'Hey, wait! I want that too!' erupted as the others scrambled to separate you from that degenerate, but he had latched on. His smirk was wide and knowing as he pulled you from Wars and Legend, closer to himself.

・❥・"It's exactly what I want. Now, are you crawling up or am I gonna have to pull you up here, sun flower?" Sage nipped at your neck as your went from ruby to crimson.

・❥・"Right now?!" You squeaked, eyeing the other males around you.

・❥・"You asked, I answered." Sage didn't care. This was a way of staking a claim. Of showing them all that no matter what, he would win. That he would make you feel so much better than anything they could do.

・❥・Silence fell for a second.

・❥・"Dibs on going second!" Was Wild's sudden call before there was arguing once more.

・❥・"Ya can't call dibs!" Twilight barked. "This isn't some sorta playground game where you can call for turns-"

・❥・"Third." Time spoke solemnly, nodding his head slowly. Sage honestly forgot he was there.

・❥・Twilight looked scandalized at the single word before Four was calling his namesake for the turns. Realizing that he either called or went last (Which wasn't too bad of an option in his books), he quickly rectified his horror and instead went to shove Warrior's by the face to call for fifth.

・❥・ In the time it took for him to recover, Sky and Hyrule had already called sixth and seventh respectively. And, with a shake of his head, Legend smirked. "I'll go ninth then. Pretty boy can go in front of me. Besides, you know what they say about saving the best for last."

・❥・"That it'll be worth nothing since it could never top the first." Sage cheekily called back, pulling off his top throwing it to the side so his torso was bare for the world to see.

・❥・"Why are you stripping?!" Sweet, naive you squeaked, trying to advert your eyes. If only they weren't glancing back at the toned abs and chiseled pecs. Oh great golden Goddesses.

・❥・With a chuckle, Sage pulled you closer with firm hands locked around your calves, pulling them apart to slot himself between your legs. Your hips were pulled up onto his lap before he was leaning down, wrapping an arm around you with his hand resting in the arch of your back. He quickly fell back to you were sitting on his chest, your legs straddling his upper chest as he looked up at you with nothing but pure, devious intentions. "For one simple reason, my light." He chuckled pulling you further up his chest as he licked his lips.

・❥・"I don't plan on letting you go until the only name you can remember is mine."

[eternadreeblissa]

Hello Four stans 🙇‍♀️

Modern Mafia Four! With piercings!

Goodies!!

[moonhasmanyanimals]

Burn

sequel to runaway bunny

TW: Burning, mention of heat, the reader is kinda eh about everything, swords, mentions of past trauma (Four), mention of vaati

Female reader

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It was always so hot in the forge, he rarely allowed you into it, but after you tried that stunt he didn't allow you out of his sight, you were often sat behind the table, not near the fire where you could be hurt

"This is for your own good"

He would always say that or Vio would come out and say "This is your fault you know that?"

He didn't talk a lot while he was at work, it was scary, his were often swirling when he looked at you

Like the colors were thinking of something.

He mentioned how he killed a god, you can't remember the name. Vaati? Was that his name?

Speaking of names he doesn't even call you y/n anymore, since you tried to get away he called you by nicknames

Sweetheart...

Dove...

Darling...

Lovely...

Immature girl...

Bunny...

You felt like he didn't remember your name,

But he did.

It's all he had on his mind, your name, your smell, your hair, your skin when you would comfort him. He wanted it all. He wanted you to have his last name and little kids running around

"don't touch that, you'll get burned sweetheart, you know that don't you?" he stated, looking at you. His eyes were swirling again

your hand is barely close to the firing kiln, slowly you pull it away, watching him intensely, he watches you the same Soon you spoke "I want you to burn" Four smiled, letting out a chuckle, sitting in front of you, while he was smaller you knew that you couldn't use this to your advantage, he's killed a literal god, he knows how to use everything in this forge and you don't even know what half of these weapons are Soon you felt him wrap his arms around you "Then we can burn together if you wish"

He says, looking at the firing kiln before looking at you, tilting his head at your shocked expression Bringing his hands up too your face, them hot from him working hard on a sword "I'll happily... Burn"

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[justpoliteconversations]

To Obtain [Yandere!Four x Isekai!Reader]

Teamwork is the purpose of the pack. But a hive is a thing of purpose.

Second part of the yandere series. This one is quite a bit spicier than my usual fair, so be warned. Also, it's longer because it has four (five) yanderes packed in there.

(Going to edit later. I'm too tired now to do it.)

Masterlist

Set-up: Comfort [Yandere!Chain + Isekai!Reader]

Sky Route

Four Route

TW: Choosing not to disclose. Read at your own discretion.

Disclaimer: Don't own The Legend of Zelda franchise. Linked Universe is the fan creation of jojo56830.

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After that night (that wretched, nightmarish night), things had gone from uncomfortably tense to downright confusing very quickly. Especially where Four was concerned (or rather, where the damned Colors were concerned).

Red, for one, had become relentless in his pursuit of your company (a shy touch on the back of your hand. fingers brushing against yours. big, doughy eyes of glittering firelight pinning you from across the camp with their intensity). Going so far as to risk conflict (terrifying, bloody conflict. so vicious Green and Time had had to step in and physically separate them) between Blue and Twilight as he'd whined and pleaded for your attention. Leaning into your space, red-pink eyes watery, ears pinned back against his skull. Pressing his red splotched face and (deceptively strong) hands into any part of you he could reach (that Twilight allowed him to reach. tense as the wolf bastard was for reasons lost on you).

Blue would be following close behind Red (as always), the air around him sparking with purpose as he put himself squarely in Twilight's territory (too close to Wild. and most certainly too close to you). Steely blue eyes scanning, assessing, before narrowing in on Twilight and staying there unwaveringly (actively provoking. so unlike his usual reactionary aggression). The twist of his thin lips firm and brimming with determination. For what, you weren't sure, but it set you on edge regardless, as though every one of your instincts were telling you to run (run, run, run, run, run-).

Vio was as distant as he always was (planning or unbothered you couldn't be sure), but you swore you could sometimes feel his sharp, calculated glance upon you (so sharp it felt like a scalpel grazing along vulnerable nerves. slowly peeling back your prickled skin with blood-chilling precision. distinctively Four. wholly Vio. entirely unwelcome). Whether you were sitting next to the fire, entertaining Wind or helping Wild tame his tangle of bed head, they always seemed to find you (even when you couldn't see. especially when you couldn't see).

Green was an enigma in his entirely. Rarely did he seem to play you much mind, and yet he seemed to be in your space more and more these days (even moreso than Red, and that's a truly anxiety inducing thought). Seated next to you at dinner time (how did he manage to get past Twilight? Wild? how did it become just the two of you, with and yet separate from the group?), walking close to you when the group traveled (how'd he get passed Hyrule? clingy and overbearing as he was?). And yet he never actively engaged you besides a slight smile or a brief glance in your direction (confusing. ringing wrong, wrong, wrong in the back of your mind).

Only Four seemed to have remained relatively unchanged. Still as polite and courteous with you as he's always been. Occasionally he got a little bossy (especially where equipment maintenance was concerned), but it was nothing unusual for the small smith and Wild got it even worse than you. So, you weren't overly concerned with him. Four was fine. He was lovely, in fact (a breath of fresh fucking air compared to the clusterfuck that was everyone else's crazy asses). It was just those damned Colors of his.

You'd like nothing more than to tell Four about how strange they've been acting, but in the end you didn't. There was no point honestly. For all they (Four and the Colors) seemed to share a common body, Four wasn't there when things got strange. There wasn't anything he could do when he didn't even exist at the same time they did. So why would you put that stress on the one guy who seemed to have his shit together? When he couldn't even do anything about it?

Because surely he wouldn't have allowed these types of behaviors to continue as they had if he had control of them. Not Blue's aggression. Not Vio's cruel disregard. Not Red's smothering. Not even Green's awkward insertion into your life. They just weren't him. They weren't Four.

(Or maybe you just didn't want to think about it. didn't want to contemplate what it meant if Four knew and did nothing at all.)

And loath as you were to admit it (no matter how much it hurt your pride. or put your teeth on edge. or tensed the muscles in your throat and jaw), Twilight wouldn't let anyone (let alone a bunch of psychopathic Four copies) do anything unsavory to you. As much as you wanted to hate him, Twilight really was your shield against the craziness that was the rest of the chain (except for Sky. damned Sky who had killed people and whimpered like a damned victim when he didn't get his way).

So. You kept quiet. You endured Red's whimpering and Blue's aggression and even Green's passive presence creeping into nearly every part of your life. You endured and let Twilight run them off when they got handsy or too overwhelming to bare. You endured and breathed a quiet sigh of relief when you opened your eyes and saw the patchwork of colors on Four's vest. You endured and just ignored it.

And then. It happened. On a night like any other night (it should have been like any other night).

(How could this have happened? why was this allowed to happen. please. please don't let this happen. Twilight. Twilight, please.)

Blue had gotten into your (into Twilight's) space. Quiet and tense and far too intense to be anything but a provoking gesture. Nearly trapping you between himself and Red (where was Wild? he should have been behind you), so close you could feel the heat of his hip and waist as it brushed up against you (Wild was with Green. he was showing him something shiny. some kind of mineral. wrong, wrong, wrong. Green never paid attention to Wild. not like Red did. Green didn't put himself out there like that. not without a reason).

You had immediately locked eyes with Twilight, silently pleading with him to make them back off. Because Red was so, so much already. You couldn't deal with Blue too. And something was wrong. Something felt different about them tonight (why was Red gripping your hand like that? his eyes weren't even on you. they were on Blue, the red of them so intense they glowed like wildfire).

And Twilight had answered. Because he always did. No matter what, he always came to your defense when things got tense.

Blue had squared up with him, eyes glinting steely blue beneath the determined set of his brows (something was different), nearly black with their intensity. Green was making his way over even as Twilight stood to full height to face Blue. Perhaps to talk him down. Maybe to physically drag Blue away as Green had done in the past (something was different. where was Wild? he wasn't where he was supposed to be).

(Where did Green send Wild off to, something whispered quietly in your mind. your heart racing. your gut screaming for you to run, run, run-)

Red was standing suddenly (no. it can't be. this isn't happening). And just like that, Twilight paused, staring down two Colors where once there was only one.

And then Green stepped right up behind Blue, a calm smile on his lips. And drew his sword.

"Sorry, Twilight." Green said smoothly, sounding so damned genuinely apologetic as he continued (as the sound of two other swords being drawn echoed through the tense, still, quiet clearing). "But Four's tired of waiting. And honestly, so are we. You understand how this works."

Twilight's lips pulled back into a grimace and suddenly you understood. Because how could you have not seen it when it had been right there all along (staring you right in the face. red, hearth warm eyes drowning in their obsession. sharp blue tracking you with quiet intensity). How could you have not thought of this outcome (how could you have missed Twilight's unease. he was rarely tense around the others. not even when Hyrule or Legend or Wind or even fucking Wars got close. how did you not notice how determined he'd been to keep the Colors at a distance?).

How could you have not noticed how outnumbered Twilight was all this time? Just watching as a larger, more well coordinated pack closed in from all sides, eyeing him at their leisure, taking his measure (finding his weaknesses). He'd been on the defensive from the beginning (like a cornered animal. like a lone wolf).

And they'd found those weaknesses. Patient. Cunning. Perfectly in sync. With the ability to come from all angles at once. A pack primed for the killing blow.

Wild was gone (Green had done that. he'd gotten Twilight alone). Time was keeping his distance, merely watching with quiet exasperation (Vio at his side. knowing lavender-blue gaze set on Time's face with unsettling ease, the slightest slip of a smile at the corner of his lips. smug).

(Checkmate. This was his checkmate, wasn't it? His victory. And you never even noticed the plays being made right. in. front. of. you.)

One nod from Time and Twilight sighed, running a rough hand through his dark hair, letting the tension in his shoulders lessen.

And then he moved away, casting an apologetic, reassuring smile your way. Sorry that you had been taken from his care, but not concerned enough to truly fight for you. Not when Time was allowing this to happen. Not when he was backed up against the wall (not when he wasn't actually losing anything but another body to tuck in when Wild finally settled enough to sleep).

And just like that you belonged to Four. And the Colors. And no one was even concerned by this (no one cared. no one saw anything wrong with this. they thought this was acceptable behavior. that this was okay when it wasn't. it really, really wasn't).

Twilight was gone (off to track down Wild), and everyone else went back to doing their nightly routines. And you were suddenly alone between Blue and Red, standing in the middle of it all feeling numb and chilled to your very bones.

In that moment, you were more alone than you'd ever been before (had you ever actually not been alone all this time? when no one else seemed to understand just how frightened you were? when they all just assumed you were going to be taken care of no matter who had you and therefore everything was okay).

So dazed were you by the turn of events, you didn't even notice the flicker of blue in your vision before the air was stolen from your lungs. A hand (calloused, shaking with excitement and forceful) balled into your shirt, pulling you down with overwhelming strength. Another gripping into your hair as warm, dry lips pressed harshly (savagely) against yours with ravenous hunger.

You froze at the contact, body tensing and mind going blank in panic as the hand gripping into your hair twisted. Forcibly turning your head for a better angle as something wet brushed against your lips softly (surprisingly gentle for the roughness of everything else).

You hadn't even the time to put your hands up and fight back before the man kissing you was ripped away, the hand still tangled in your hair tugging harshly before it (finally. mercifully) let go.

Freed, you gasped in fresh, life-giving (mind clearing) air. Your lips tingling and warm while the back of your head ached from the sudden punishing pulling it'd had to endure. Gentle, supporting hands were on you then, reeling you in close to lean against a warm, unmoving body.

"The fuck Green!" Blue hissed, lips and cheeks flushed red but his eyes brimming with livid rage. "Why'd you do that?"

Green leveled him with a neutral smile, holding your shaking form a bit closer as he said, firmly. "They're scared, Blue. You're moving too fast."

Blue huffed up, looking murderous and ready to fight. Until Red put a hand on his arm and said earnestly. "You're really scary sometimes, you know! You should be more gentle with them the first time!"

That made Blue pause, and after he finally looked at you (at you. not towards you or for you. but actually at you) and realized that you were shaking and gasping against Green's side, he averted his gaze. Face flushed and expression twisted into quiet anger (at himself. for getting ahead of himself. and for forgetting that for all they knew you, you didn't yet know them).

"Whatever." He mumbled, turning away. "I'm setting up the beds." Then he snapped. "They're sleeping closest to me! Come on, Red!"

Red hesitated, but one hard glare from Blue got him moving. "Coming!" Then he smiled at you, warm and sweet and brimming with excitement. "Don't be scared, kay? We're going to protect you now!" And then he ran to Blue, and they began setting up their sleeping area (five places, not four. and the thought made you shiver).

The hand supporting you rubbed tenderly against your side. "It'll be okay." Green told you reassuringly, his thumb pressing circles into your skin as he side hugged you gently. "They just need time to calm down."

(No. it won't be okay. this is wrong. this is so wrong.)

Later that night, with Blue sleeping at your feet and Red spooned in from behind (still awake. his heart thundering against your back in excitement. legs intertwined with yours and his hands tucked into the dips of your hips like vices), giggling and shaking like a damned small dog with pent-up energy. You lay awake, quiet and hoping Red would just go to sleep soon so you didn't have to hear his whispered 'love you's and 'so perfect's and 'I can't wait. I'm so excited's.

You watched the campfire burning in the distance to distract yourself from the circles his thumbs were rubbing into your hips. Far away. Away from Twilight or Wild (who was still awake and pissy after he'd found out what happened) and anyone else who might (might) have helped you if Red decided to continue where Blue left off (the thought made you want to curl up and disappear).

You closed your eyes and held back a sob as you remembered Vio's words (upset that such things would have ever had to be said to you. upset that they comforted you regardless).

After Green had left to go soothe things over with Twilight (and Wild), Vio had sat down beside you (as you both watched Red and Blue fight over sleeping arrangements) and begun talking. And God, how you wish he hadn't (you were thankful he did).

"They won't do more than touch you. Just hit them if they go too far. Despite his temperament, Blue will not strike you." He'd said coolly, not even taking his eyes off his brothers as they devolved into a brawl right over the spread of bedrolls. Red doing surprising well in pinning Blue down by the back of his tunic.

You wanted to yell at him that they shouldn't be touching you at all. That you didn't want to have to deal with this. You didn't though, because you knew (with heartbreaking, blood-chilling certainty) that it wouldn't change a damned thing. You didn't have a voice before, and you most certainly didn't now. Especially not with four others there to overpower your pitiful whispers and pleading screams (outnumbered and cornered, you wanted to giggle. though not the happy kind. not the sane kind).

His hand was on yours, fingers curling gently around your fist (what need have he to use force against trapped prey? why assert dominance when you were already completely under his power). "Four will be here tomorrow. When you wake, he will allow you to set boundaries." His cool, lavender-blue eyes flickered to yours. "Within reason."

You couldn't meet his eyes any longer as you asked, submissive and withdrawn. "How do you know?"

Vio blinked, face blank and eyes dispassionate as he asked. "Are you afraid of who you become when you dream?" You didn't get to answer when he continued, his hand (softer than Blue's, thinner than Green's, cooler than Red's) tightening on yours. "We know because it's what we want. Four is us, and we are Four. There is no one without the others."

Ice ran down the length of your spine. Your heart quivered. All the pieces falling into place right before your eyes.

"Speak to Four when he awakens. We will hear you with every part of us then." He said simply. And then he continued, more quietly. "Do not be afraid. He will protect you, from even himself if he must. As he always has."

Then he leaned in, his lips nearly brushing against your ear as he whispered. "He is our conscience, after all."

And suddenly. You understood. It all made sense now. The feeling of wrongness. The unease. The fear.

Four was their soul. Their shared center. Their conscience. And the longer they stayed separated, the further they strayed from his guiding inner voice.

They really were a group of psychos. Truly. And now, they owned you. And they could do anything they wanted to you. And the only thing keeping them from ripping you apart was the imprint of Four's will.

Red giggled again, one hand slipping up just the slightest bit until his fingers brushed the delicate skin of your waist. He quietly gasped at the feeling, shaking with repressed desire. Pressing his face into your neck, his mouth opening slightly before it snapped back closed with a muted click.

You closed your eyes and prayed for morning to come sooner. For Four to look up from polishing his tools and give you a small, tired smile. The sunlight shinning off his beautifully gold-spun hair like a rolling field of wheat. His eyes warm and sweet with fondness.

'Good morning.' He'll say, and you'll reply in kind. Relieved and grateful and safe (and you won't think about what Green said. you won't think about the implications. you just won't think about any of it).

You'll wake up tomorrow and Four will be there. Steady and reliable and helpful. Calm and collected and kind. Sweet and respectful and understanding. You'll tell him everything this time. You'll be completely honest (no you won't), and he'll make it right.

Because Four is reasonable. Because he'll protect you from even himself. Because he's a good person (because he won).

(And if you keep saying it enough. Maybe one day you'll actually fucking believe that load of bullshit. Except, you really, really won't. Not now, not ever.)

Because he loves you.

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Back to the shadows.

[spaceless-vacuum]

What if the zeldas from the links like sun and sky being yandere for reader too.

Would they Ally with their links are not are would they break those ally with their links if we're to have reader in their hyrule.

Zelda from koridia game is a savage

So I watched all of the t.v show episodes and I can finally start adding some of my opinions on this, starting with Courage and (I don't think she has a nickname yet I think I’ll just call her Wisdom because it matches her Link’s name but correct me if there's a better one).

. . .

To begin, both of these two can Fight! Wisdom often goes along with Courage to the underground realm where Ganon’s lair is and will help him save the day. While she doesn't like to get her hands dirty if she doesn't have to, she refuses to sit around and do nothing when there's work to be done. She still keeps a strict line between her princess duties and that of a knight. She isn't as competent of a fighter as Courage is so she leaves the heavy hitting to him. She stands back and helps out and manages to keep herself out of trouble just enough that her friend doesn't have to worry about her too much. She doesn't want to be overwhelmed or kidnapped after all.

During her time Hyrule is not as powerful or as present as it once was, and only two pieces of the triforce have been found (in the show they just dismiss the triforce of courage and never mention it so i'm going to assume it’s lost, same with the master sword because they never call Courage’s sword by name and it doesn't seal Ganondorf it just takes him away for awhile.) As such it’s hard for Ganondorf to win; but they also can't seal him away just yet. This means Hyrule for her is a peaceful zone until it isn't for a few days and then it all goes back to normal. Action isn't uncommon but most people live peaceful lives thanks to the efforts and worries from the princess and the triforce’s Guardian.

When you roll into town it isn't under attack but there's still evidence of the terror that rampaged through just a few days prior. It’s clear something bad happened but not bad enough to put a damper on the good peoples spirits. You just finished up booking a room in the inn for the night and you're walking around town trying to figure out what to do when Courage spots you from afar. He stops his morning walk in its tracks just to get a good look at you. A new stranger in town is always newsworthy and he just has to know what you're up to, it might be no good and he reasons that such a pretty thing like you shouldnt be left around with no one by your side. He walks over to you and the conversation is friendly enough, but then he finds out you're an adventurer.

This strikes him as funny because Courage used to be an adventurer like you before he got stuck with a job in the castle. It’s been so long since he's been on the open road and he really misses it. He invites you over top of the castle for some tea and before you can reply he points out that it’s just ahead anyways. You have no choice but to accept as he takes your hand and practically drags you along for the ride. Following him down the brick path through the wide open gates into a stunning and painstakingly kept courtyard the stone brick of the castles waits and beckons you to explore.

He walks down the hallways very casually and asks you lots of questions about where you're from, what you're doing here, how the roads were like, and what your favourite food is. The conversation goes from regular chatting to flirting very quickly. He can't help it seeing such a sweet thing like you all by yourself means you must have plenty of stories to tell and he just can't wait to hear them all.

Wisdom bumps into you two not far from the entrance. She was just about to follow Courage to make sure he wasn't going to shirk his duties as a knight. They didn't have many knights around so it was all hands on deck for this one; and then she sees you. A beauty walking into her castle and where were her manners. She looks more smitten than the hero was and quickly resumes the neutral mask as her role as a princess and takes over interrogating. Where are you from, is this your first time in their kingdom, oh it is? Well you just have to stay for dinner and tea! She’d be more than happy to show you around if you’d be so gracious.

Courage follows behind the two of you as Wisdom takes over the talking. He has to admit that she has a way with words. Watching you two he can see Wisdom slowly sink her fangs into you. One hand is placed gently on your back and he can see an unusual tension in her body. It isn't hard for him to realise that he may have fallen for you but she fell harder. The three of you walk to a side room with a table and you all gather around and swap stories. Courage tells you about his adventures, Wisdom talks about the kingdom and what’s going on with Ganondorf, and you fill them in with how you came to wind up here.

All in all Wisdom offers you a place to stay at the castle as it would be a better spot than any for resting after such a long journey. It is hard to turn her down with how sweet she’s being and she's absolutely right about it being much better than the inn you were going to stay at. Courage goes to collect your bags from your old spot and offers you a room by his. Just in case anything happens, that way you'll be safe. Wisdom tells you not to worry as Ganondorf never attacks so soon but agrees that you should stay close to him. You thank her again and she spends some time talking to you before showing you to your room.

Oh true, it is not befitting of her to marry someone of a lower station but she can't help but be mesmerised by you. Somewhere between the tough and gritty shell of an adventure she can see the soft soul of someone like her. A mixture between gentle and heroic; kind and able to get the job done. It just draws her in like a moth to flame but some part of her knows it is in her duties to one day marry for the good of the kingdom. If it’s in her luck they will be much like you.

Not that taking a consort was so out of the question but it's at a time and place in history while Hyrule is starting to rebuild again and she has to plan for the future. When Courage gets back she talks to him about her feelings. She can see how hurt he is at first when she begins talking; but he doesn't say anything as the two have been friends for ages at this point. Even if he does flirt with her and they do fight from time to time nothing can separate them and they know that. The kingdom rests on their shoulders and more than that protecting and retaining the triforce is key for the future of all of Hyrule. 

It isn't until she talks about her final thoughts and feelings; about how she wants you here but can't take you for himself that he realises what she’s after. He jumps in joy when he realises he gets to keep the cake and eat it too. He asks offhandedly if having you here means that he can't ask her for kisses anymore and she laughs before lightly punching his shoulder. Joking about how uncivil he can be before relaxing and asking that he keep you here in the castle, that is both a request from a friend and an order.

Courage looks a little taken back and Wisdom lightly lets him know that she wants to see the two of you happy together and doesn't want to take any chances. The endorsement of your relationship seems to be more of a way to have her cake and eat it too and Courage doesn't believe she is as serious as she seems at first. He gets to have you but by him having you she gets you as well? The concept goes over his head and Wisdom has to gently reexplain the concept several times before he comes to understand what's going on.

The aftermath is both of them taking things lightly while whisking you away. You can defend yourself and they often take you on their journeys together. This is an open relationship where you and Courage are officially dating while Zelda gets to keep you in her life and enjoy sweeter moments and company from you. Courage doesn't mind at all and finds himself happy to share, you're his in the end anyways. You and the princess are seen as especially close friends. Of course your willingness to defend the princess in battle is commendable and from the outside all seems calm and normal. You're just another helping hand and dating the hero. Nothing strange is seen.

. . .

I wrote more for those two than I meant to, anyways here's a flash round of how I think the others would go!

. . .

Dot would love for you to join the knights of Hyrule. This keeps you and Four by her side, while allowing the two of them more time with you. You get personal training from Four and to all outsiders you're just another personal guard who spends all their time guarding the princess, as a good knight should. Why all that time seems to be in her chambers and acting more like a pet than actual knight is rumoured but no one can confirm what’s going on as you are rarely seen. When not with Dot Four has you by his side in a chain that matches your armour. All that training doesn't seem to save you from anything as you're in more of a political bind than physical. It keeps you still more than any physical chain can after all. I’m not sure if Dot and Four would also have feelings for each other, rather I see them as close friends with a shared love interest and they never even have to go through that awkward phase of ‘we both like the same person dont we’. They both just nod at each other and understand that it’s not an issue for them.

. . .

Sky and Sun have a house for you! And if it’s not a house out in the woods it's a special room made in the castle that was renovated with a door that locks from the outside. With all the chaos going on on the surface many people soon forget about the strange room that the queen asks for, and it's only there for when you forget your role by their side. Sky, you, and Sun are a power throuple and everyone in the kingdom knows it. You help Sun rule the kingdom by making sure she takes care of herself and her and you often spar together while Sky watches. You don't join the knights because that would mean going out and doing dirty work, rather your job at the castle is more of a personal friend borderline assistant. It crosses the fine line between royal lover and pet but between the two of them always cooing over you and each other you're being so smothered in love it's hard to tell where one line ends and the other begins. Everyone knows all three of you are in a relationship and everyone is cool with it.

. . .

God Artemis and Warriors… Ok so for this one I think they would have a huge rivals aspect to it. Not in a ‘i hate you way’ rather a ‘I can make them swoon way harder than you can’. Both find it funny and it's all in good faith. You for your part are so confused about how you got these two wonderful people suddenly fighting very hard for affection but it soon gets to be very overwhelming. Openly no one can see what's going on, just more banter between the princess and the hero. I don't see them sharing you together rather one will take you for a while before the other will spirit you away. I can see you being a soldier or messenger during wartime; your position is high enough to draw attention but not so much so you're in the active line of duty. Safe enough to not worry them too much while close enough to the fight to make your presence known. This is what sparks envy in them as you aren't close to either of them but they're both keeping tabs on you. You see none of the behind the scenes but Warrior is asking everyone you've ever worked with what they know about you, what your secrets are, where you live, and he passes it all under the rug as official business and your comrades are all too happy to give you up if it's the captain asking.

Meanwhile Artemis just pulled up your records and got all the information from that. Warrior shows up in her office to brag and she's just sipping tea while calmly explaining she already knows all of that and didn't have to work for three extra weeks to find it out. Trouble ensues.

Warrior gets you when he's not on active duty, and after the war he gets to have you when he returns from his missions. Aremis dresses you up in the finest of clothes she can find and leaves you for him as a present; he deserves to come home to his precious darling after all he's been through. He returns the favour by presenting you in much the same way before he leaves to go take care of business; he also handles any of the dirty work such as removing rivals and taking care of punishments that she can't handle herself. The two share you separately and take on the responsibilities of keeping you quiet together.

. . .

Flora Can see you and how close you are with Wild. She swatches from afar as you two grow closer and she feels a little strange watching how closely you two are. Of course she agrees that you are the most precious gem in all of Hyrule and is so thankful for you; both for your huge heart in helping to restore Hyrule to what it once was and also for helping Wild. She knows she can not be there to comfort him like she wishes to be so having you there to be a shoulder to cry on is so sweet to watch. She just wishes to be there too. Her time alone leaves her with a lot of time to simmer over her feelings and she often finds herself wondering if she can make the three of you work out. She wants you by her side and wants him too, god shes so head over heels and knows that he must feel the same way. If only she was there now, please don't make her wait…

When she is rescued she reunites with Wild, and the two of them talk and are so happy. She avoids the subject of you. Rather she already knows you were safely left at his house in Hateno and wants to say hello to Wild first before making the journey there. She has to test the water and say hello to her close friend first. By the time they make it to the village it's nighttime and you are sleeping peacefully. She goes upstairs to check on you and Wild follows behind. It's not hard to tell from the look on her face to know what she is thinking about. All it takes is one look at each other and the two of them know, in the way only two destined to fall in love can know, what the other is thinking.

For this one it’s a slowish burn between Wild and Flora while they also love you. Another polycue that will only have to face more troubles as a rejuvenated Ganon is on the horizon.

. . .

Fauna and Calamity i'm on the fence over. Some people write him as hating the nobility and his involvement in the war and having a sore spot over how he was treated, and while I have to agree I think he's also a forgive but never forget type of person. Like it still hurts but he wont let that change how he acts around others. This relationship is rough but I can see it having a happy ending. With Fauna and Calamity never ending up together I can still see them reaching a conclusion and sharing you. Especially since after all is said and done Calamity is still a knight beholding to Hyrule and the Princess. Him and Fauna can work together to keep you in the castle, but this is where they start to disagree.

Fauna wants to show you off. She wants to have everyone see you hanging off of her arm so they know you're taken. This sets Calamity off because he's the type to want to hide you away from others instead. This results in a fight between him and Fauna and it isn't until she points out that it's smarter this way; as now everyone knows you're taken and they won't be able to make a move on you because of her power. You Are Safer because you've been marked as off limits. Once he hears this and really processes it he relaxes and realises that she's right. She can do things he can't and after this the two have a heart to heart. What happened during the war was the hardest time of his life and he's always been training to be the perfect soldier and now that it's over he's finally healing. He has a life now and no matter what you’re the make upon it. She agrees wholeheartedly and swears she never wants to take you from him. She wants to see him happy and won't ever cross any line without good cause and reason. They both need and want you and even if they go about it in different ways they both agree that the other's way isn't bad; in fact it blends quite well.

When the loud drum of nobles and the castle becomes too much for you Calamity and Fauna will go on a trip to a quieter part of Hyrule and work out well for all three of you! They need to get out and make sure the rest of the country is recovering well and everyone is always glad to see the hero and princess again. It means a lot to the both of them to take you out and about every so often, even if you are now stuck inbetween the biggest power couple in Hyrule that isn't even a couple.

This matchup is funny to me because I can see Fauna and Calamity healing from everything and reforging their friendship afterwards and being really close physically; being touchy and feely but both agreeing there's nothing romantic about it. You can often find Calamity passed out in the lap of the princess and he stands guard over her so happily that everyone assumes it’s them dating, and in reality they are just extremely close and it's you dating them. They love to gush about you to each other and the kingdom just accepts the princess and her knight have a thing for you, and that she's dating you both but nothing has been made official yet. They saved the kingdom, let them do whatever they want.

...

To be honest I headcanon that polyam is accepted in loz because why wouldn't it be, and also its a bit of a matriarch because its the three golden goddesses and Hylia is the patron goddess to Hyrule, and even in Lorule i'm assuming they also have goddesses? To be honest It’s a very female ruled kingdom as well because it’s Zelda’s blood that holds the power to seal the darkness and also she rules the kingdom. So needless to say no one minds Zelda doing what she wants especially when it's an era with a hero, they saved everyone for god's sake let them have some peace.

. . .

Ok so for the others we have Dusk/Twilight, Wind/Tetra, Fable/Legend, Hyrule/Dawn/Aurora, Lullaby/Time, and Koridai/(I haven't thought of a good name for her yet…) and I will get those done on a later date because this is so long as it is. I know I went hard into the Wisdom and Courage part but in my defence I just finished watching the show and I thought it was goofy and fun!

[nightdivinity]

Drink Responsibly: Chapter 1

ABO!Vampire!Batfam x reader

Minors! Do! Not! Engage! +18 only!

Platonic!Alfred, Bruce x reader, Possessive! Batboys x reader

Warnings: Bad life choices, possessive behavior, a/b/o, they're vampires, loooong age gaps, no proofreading, reverse harem.

Writer's Note: I am so tired. I exist only because of caffeine and spite. So here you go, Chapter 2 is done as well. It will come out Friday hopefully.

Grey eyes stare into yours as you try your hardest to not squirm under the intensity. How did you get to be where you are? You have no clue. Honestly, there shouldn’t have been a callback. You should not have landed this opportunity for the second interview. The initial screening process should have weened you out in the first place.

From what you had gathered from the chatty chauffeur in the town car, (the town car! They knew you had no car to get to Wayne Manor, let alone to your job. Yet they still sent you someone to go pick you up from your ratty apartment.) This was all ordained by someone much higher than Mr. Pennyworth in front of you. The talk with the chauffeur had almost put you at ease until you looked out the window and saw the heavy iron gate open to Wayne Manor’s winding driveway. There’s no doubt in your mind. You shouldn’t be here. In more ways than one.

It made your bandages itch the more you thought about it. You couldn't scratch them like the feral animal you were deep down inside. At least, not when you're being as heavily scrutinized as you are now.

“I’m not sure you know what you’re getting yourself into my dear.”, the butler says.

“I want this job.”

He sighs then and reaches for the cup of tea sitting on the table next to him. When you got to the Manor, Mr. Pennyworth had met you at the front step. He still ushered you through a side entrance and a winding set of narrow hallways until you reached the sitting room you were now in. Not that you were complaining about being treated like a servant when you were trying to like hell to land the job.

If ever there was an excellent place to kill someone, this was it. You find yourself thinking as you look away from him and study the art on the walls. The manor itself was far removed from society and the small windowless study with the ornate crackling fireplace was oppressive as much as it was impressive. No one would ever hear you scream.

“The issue is not a matter of want. The issue is a matter of need.”, he says.

You watch him take a sip as a bead of sweat collects at the back of your neck. It was getting too hot in here, and the bandage around your wrist was itching.

“I need it. No one wants to hire me”, You reply.

You’re not sure what you expect after you say that. Half of you were expecting him to start grilling you like he did during your interview two days ago. That one had taken place in daylight, in an ostentatious conference room at Wayne Enterprise's.

You were still waiting for him to pick you to the bone and say, “Why is that?”. The other half feels like the admittance makes you guilty. Guilty of going out that night. Guilty of getting caught in a crowd surge while blackout drunk. Guilty of the infected thralls that were unleashed by the Scarecrow goons. Guilty of killing the infected that had started ripping you to pieces. Not that you remember any of it, frustratingly enough. No one, not even the news, gave enough information on that night. Why was I there?

“How are you doing dear?” Pennyworth asks.

You blink. No one has asked that yet. Not by anyone that you feel genuinely wants to know the answer.

“Good. Sore, and I believe honesty is the best policy. I can’t dance like I used to.”, you joke.

It falls flat in the cramped space as you give him a tight grin. His grey eyes dart momentarily to the crutch that was resting next to the chair, and to the cast going slightly above your knee.

“Yes, honesty is such an important quality nowadays. Might I say, it is fortunate that you survived.”

“No one else thinks that. I’m just thankful that Duke was there. I was told he was the one that got me to the hospital. Now he’s gone and got me this interview.”

It’s funny. Time from that night seems disjointed. While you were black-out drunk, you do feel as though you were only in the club for five minutes. The attack happened at 12:45 am. You remember waking up in the hospital and finding your chart on your way to the bathroom. It said you were admitted at 2 am. The next time you managed to grab it, it had said 12:59 am. Not to mention your wounds were healing at a faster rate than most Omegas. Something was picking deep inside your skull.  

 “Luckily this job is not strenuous if you are up to the task.”

You nod at him. You need this.

“Well, there are rather strict rules. Breaking them is a breach of contract that will be handled severely. This isn’t like a regular job out there. Any problems that arise will not result in a simple firing.”, he pauses before continuing, “For example, personal electronic devices are prohibited in the Manor. Your bags will be thoroughly checked by me upon arrival. You will be allowed devices that are monitored by security.”

“I can’t just be cut off from my family”, you protest.

“We don’t want you to. You may make phone calls during your allotted time off. They will happen here, or in Master Bruce’s office with either him or me in the room. Your predecessor was fond of skirting her duties and we have found the need for such restrictions.”

“While excursions are discouraged, they are not prohibited. We will go over those security measures at a later time. You are to be readily available when called upon at any time they require something. While day workers are employed here, at no point are you allowed to interact with them.”

You can’t help the way your brows furrow. This was going to be a long year if you were to take this opportunity. With each rule, you wondered if this was why the position was empty for so long.

“I tend to the bedrooms, and at no point should you enter them unless invited by the occupant. You will be given a room as well, and I would appreciate cleanliness. Breakfast, lunch, and dinner are all served at the same time, tardiness is prohibited.”

“Will I be helping in the kitchen?”, you ask.

“No. Not unless you want to, if you are going to cook, please notify me accordingly.”

“So, wait. I’m confused. Just what is my job here?”

Alfred sighs and for the first time since you’ve met the prim and proper gentleman, he seems a bit haggard. Which did not make you feel good.

“It gets awful lonely here in the manor. As I’m sure you are aware, Alphas live for a long time. Particularly ones infected such as those in Wayne Manor. Now and then it is refreshing to have something that brings more life into such a place. The children have taken an interest in you, and that is enough for Master Bruce.”

“I’m not a toy.”

“No. You’re fortunately not. What you are being offered is room and board, all you have to do is adhere to the rules. In exchange, you have to be a friend. Surely you know how to do that”?

If he had asked your friend, he’d have been met with a resounding no. After that night you had found yourself crippled in the hospital with no friends to speak of. Your friend had been peeved, rightfully so, that you had just packed their wasted butt into a car with a stranger. You had been miffed because hello?? They weren’t the ones chomped on by a deranged rabid Beta. They had made it home in one piece, even getting past the front door and into their bed. Both of you had been wasted, so why act like it was all your fault? You were getting tired of the world treating you like you were the root cause of life’s issues.

“I won’t be doing any of that”, you ask.

Now he just looked downright uncomfortable. You were almost embarrassed, but the question needed to be asked. Being hired to be a friend to Alphas that were at least a century old likely resulted in you waking up in a bed that’s not yours.

“Only if you consent to it. You won’t be reprimanded for not doing it, or if you do find yourself in that position.”, he clears his throat, “Healthcare and dental is provided. Due to your circumstances as an Omega, blockers will be provided along with your daily vitamins. Your health and safety is paramount to us.”

You had nothing more to say. Silently you sat there, running through any alternative options, and yet you kept hitting a wall. There was no denying it, this was the best option you could be given. All you had to do was smile and nod and make it a year. By then you should be able to get your feet back underneath you and be able to reassess your situation. Who knows? You might just like it.

“I’m going to say, you have a deal”, you smile at him.

“Then please, call me Alfred.”

He gets up then and holds a hand out to you to help you out of your chair. His smile back is warm, creases folding up from his eyes, a drastic change from the cold persona that you had started becoming accustomed to.

“Shall I call for the town car Ms. (L/N)?”

This was the start of a beautiful friendship, you decided. You nod your head as he pulls you up and gives you a brisk but friendly pat on the shoulder.

“Duke, you don’t have to do this”, you protest.

It was the thirteen-hundredth time you’ve said it. When Alfred closed the interview, he had taken the time to walk you to the front door, pointing out so many rooms that it all went over your head. You almost made it to the front. Then Duke saw you and took over from there.

“No, no, and for the last time, stop. I want to do it”, Duke grins up at you.

He was on the floor, taping up the last of your boxes. You hate to admit it, but you’re not sorry in the slightest as he does all the heavy lifting. The best part about it was getting to see all the muscles in his back when he turned around. Yum. Hey, you were a red-blooded Omega. There were just some things you couldn’t fight.

“Be careful not to break that”, you warn.

“Right, because what will the world do without these little tchotchkes?”, Duke laughs.

Somehow, not surprisingly, he dodges the stray crutch that you toss half-heartedly in his direction. At this point, he was used to you trying to weaponize your “mobility aide”.

It all started when he helped you get back to your apartment, in a wheelchair that he bought. Then he abandoned said wheelchair and carried you bridal style up several flights of stairs. Citing that the elevator was too dangerous because it hadn’t been inspected in the past decade. Even ignoring you when you told him that it would be far more likely for both of you to fall to your death in the stairwell. This was all two weeks ago, and he still refuses to use the elevator.

He was on the floor now, humming and throwing your shit in boxes. You weren’t sure how he did it. When you agreed to the move, you had been internally wincing and panicking. Thinking it was just going to be you, hopping pitifully around the room. Probably taking breaks and reminiscing over the stray artifacts of your life. You would’ve needed at least three days max to get packed. Duke cut it down to two hours.

“Sooooooooo”, you draw out, “Tell me about the others.”

 “There’s not much to say, not a lot that I can either way. What do you want to know?”

Your eyes narrow as he turns weirdly evasive. He always got a little cagey when you brought up his adoptive family. Never quite answering the question.

“What are they like? Are they nice?”, you ask.

He pauses and stands, turning his back to you so he can put a box on the trolley. We’re going to take the elevator. You thought with a smug sort of glee at the realization. That means you’ll be in your wheelchair. See, you’re slowly reclaiming your independence. Sort of.

“Um. Cass is really nice, but you won’t see her often. Same with Steph. They both kind of do their own thing and no one lives at home besides Alfred, Bruce, and me. Though that might change.”

He pauses again. You stick your tongue out at his back only for him to whirl around to face you. Quickly you snap it back in and try to appear innocent as you stare up. Ew. Popcorn ceiling. You wonder for a second if you could have asbestos in your lungs from that.

“Dick, I mean Grayson, he oversees the training of the Alpha taskforce in Bludhaven. Jason avoids Bruce like the plague while doing the most to get his attention, and I can't really get into what he does for a living. You don't want to know. Tim lives and breathes at Wayne Enterprise’s various global sectors, some of the time, he’s the hardest to track. Damian has been somewhere in Pakistan. Where? I don’t know. I would avoid him and Jason if at all possible. Not that you'll likely see them."

You had to smother your cry of relief. This was going to be a lot easier than you thought. There were only going to be three people that you had to worry about. Maybe you were going to finally complete a New Year’s resolution now that you had time. The world was looking up for you.

“I think that’s it, are you ready?”

His question breaks off your train of thought. You can’t help but groan when he gets near you, arms outstretched, ready for a hug and humiliating you. To make matters worse, he says the worst thing possible.

“Up you go!”, Duke crows.

“No! To the chair! Put me down you overgrown bat!”, you say.

Thankfully he does, gently plopping you down in the cushy seat and stooping to ruffle your hair. You were hissing mad. Not that he cared. Just to goad you further, he reached over to the handles behind your back and rang the obnoxious little bike bell he attached to it.

“Run”, you warn him.

He laughs while sprinting with the dolly all the way to the elevator as you try like hell to mow him down. Both of you completely missed the way his phone kept blowing up with notifications, the small dings being mistaken for a bike bell.

[just-null-cult]

YO, SUPER LATE SUPER LONG SUPER MESSY OCTOBER POST THAT I JUST SHOVED EVERYTHING INTO BC I DIDN'T WANT TO DO MULTIPLE. FUCK IT.

I forgot halfway that these were supposed to be costumes and not mini aus... SO REMEMBER IN MY PLACE, EVERYTHING IS HYPOTHETICAL. also. some have a bit of yandere elements to them bc its SO FITTING FOR NORITOSHI.

Happy late October, everyone. it's winter now. Let's get it, baby.

[Long rambles and doodles under the cut!]

Vampire!

I kept asking myself, "How sexy is too sexy.." and "How the fuck does a sexy vampire even look like without it being a shirtless guy w fangs or Edward Cullen....." I think I figured it out

Sure, sure, vampires are superhumans with sun allergies that can drink blood really hotly. They can also easily overpower you to feast and blah blah blah, but what if said vampire (Noritoshi) was too weak to do any of that? Not literally, but he craves your say. He wants not only your blood but your affection. He wants to get praised as he drinks you in. Are you comfortable? How much will you allow him to take? Do you want to get him back in return? Guidance with this makes him feel more at ease. It's still Noritoshi at the end of the day. He's going to find a way to be a little awkward about you because of his crush. He refuses to drink from anyone other than you, even if it causes his death. Therefore, he has to keep you healthy! For the rest of your lives..! Besides, he can't really go outside or else he'd.. y'know. So if you think about it, this is a very beneficial relationship for both of you!!

The only downside is that you're losing blood on the regular, and for some reason, more people are moving away... Probably nothing, right? Noritoshi is always there to keep you company and help you recover anyways.

Witch!

my attempts also bled into the witch design.... you got greedy with requesting two in one ask, but I'll spoil you this time bc I also wanted to see Noritoshi as a (sexy) vampire and witch. heh. AND I DIDNT REALIZE HED BE SO CUTE AS A WITCH..... WHAT THE FUCK?? rip momo, fight for your title of cute witch...

Noritoshi strikes me as one of those witches who'd rather be left to their own devices because they're running some important magic whatever in the background. though, he'll take some breaks and indulge you if you insist on having him around. Insist meaning you pass by and strike conversation, leaving him to neglect anything and everything to prioritize his time with you. He doesn't want to use magic on you unless it's beneficial for either you or both. Noritoshi likes a natural progression with you that he knows for a fact is true and not some product of some spell. Though it doesn't mean he wouldn't use charms and such to get you to interact with him more often to speed up the process!

Can't sleep? He has a remedy perfect for that! Bad luck? Oh no, take a charm. Nerves? A potion he perfected will help you ease your jitters. Annoying peers? With a snap of Noritoshi's fingers, they're gone! Just don't ask what happened. Enjoy yourself instead and come to him with any new issue. He's quick to resolve it.

Definitely has some sort of doll that looks suspiciously like you.. Noritoshi would probably talk to it and practice one liners that give you the strongest sense of nostalgia once he uses them. He's simultaneously giddy that the charm he put in the doll works but also a little annoyed that his hard work isn't surprising you, but leaving you with deja vu.

Idol!

i was crying the entire time bc what does an idol look like.... noritoshi is handsome enough to be an idol without actually being an idol... now i can confirm that idols are very well dressed though. thumbs up 100% but i had some thoughts...

[Idol]

Noritoshi would be the type to cherish his fans, but hold clear favoritism over you. he'd be those idols that look cold, but they talk, and they sound smug in a charming way. i don't know much about idols, but i know he'd be so fucking good.... he'd be the type of guy to sing to you amongst the hundreds in the crowd.... ahhh the interviews w these famous aus. they're just talking and acting like themselves. can you imagine Noritoshi getting asked the question if he has a lover or not? he can lie, im sure you're alright with that, but he doesn't want to!! he does have someone!!! someone he loves more than all his fans love for him combined!!! he just can't say it for the sake of your privacy and his career. so Noritoshi does what any charming guy who's good with their words does. he deflects the question. answering the question, but not really, that'd be something he's known for. fans online are split on why Noritoshi does this. some think he's trying to keep that side of his life private, others think he's trying to mess around, and others think he's hiding a secret lover!!! though the last one is usually seen as the outlandish one, sometimes it makes Noritoshi's heart drop bc they get some things right. "Having a lover is a complicated question hidden behind a simple disguise. If I had to answer, I'd say my lovers are my audience. they make sure i'm well cared for, some more than others." AND HIS FUCKING LITTLE SMIRK I CANT COUGHS UP BLOOD. IM A THEORIST TOO. SECRET LOVER. 🫵🫵🫵🫵🫵

ON THE FLIP SIDE....

[Not an Idol]

An amusing thought where Noritoshi goes out in his casual clothes, and he's mistaken for an idol. No one knows who he is, but he just looks like he'd be one. bro's just trying to buy groceries, and now he has a fan group asking him to take pictures with them.. He'd tell them that he's just a guy, not an idol, but the group would still want a picture with him. it'd be a waste to pass by someone who's so naturally gorgeous, so with a sigh of defeat, he relents. It's just a photo, right? No harm done. Noritoshi'd go home and feel overwhelmed/embarrassed by the whole ordeal. later, he gets a call from someone in the kyoto group or you to inform him how he's all over social media, known as that handsome guy in the supermarket. HED BE COMPLETELY UNREACHABLE TO MEDIA OUTLETS BC NORITOSHI IS THAT GUY WHO DOESNT HAVE SOCIAL MEDIA.... he'd have to make one to make sure no one pretends to be him online. "Hello, I don't use social media, but I've been informed I've been getting attention online. To prevent anyone from being fooled by an impersonator, this is my official and only account. thank you." P.R. STATEMENT WRITING ASS.. his single post gets flooded with likes, comments, and DMs. it almost blows up his phone..... he was just buying bread, dude...... people try to dig up and find him through the other Kyoto group's social media.

[bonus] my second in command requested to put him in a fem idol outfit bc he thought it was funny. after frothing at the mouth and coughing out blood, I complied.

Doctor!

THIS IS SUCH A STRAIGHT FORWARD ASK BUT IT HAS SO MANY IMPLICATIONS. MY BELOVED CULT MEMBER.. THOSE EMOJIS GIVE ME A DIFFERENT IMPRESSION BUT IM NOT SURE.

Noritoshi as a doctor...... apple sales would plummet. his little clinic's business would skyrocket. sick cases would peak in his area. getting your heart checked by his stethoscope would be so fucking embarrassing bc all he'd hear is THUMPTHUMPTHUMPTHUMP

LIKE IMAGINE IF THAT WAS YOUR DOCTOR? BRO.

COUGH COUGH HACK WHEEZE COUGH COUGH.

Noritoshi would probably own a small clinic that he wants to expand. That or he opened one after working for a hospital for a while. He's a great doctor who's most likely respected but a pain in the ass to work with. Among patients, he's gotten the hot doctor reputation. Most want to be treated by him, but he's so professional, any chance of trying to flirt goes down the drain. Yeah, he puts his hair up to avoid it in his face even though his eyes are closed classic lab safety procedures. He seems like the type to have a soothing but authoritative voice during examination, so he gets his message across. it's a bit difficult when dealing with patients for Noritoshi. If he sees them too often, he firstly scolds you for not taking care of yourself, then feels guilty for not giving you the proper care. Keep yourself safe and healthy, or else Noritoshi will clearly :( Putting him in a yandere setting would be dangerous. He'd have a lot of control over you, considering he can prescribe medication, shots, visits, and other things.... he'd have a ball.... nothing that would cause you any harm, of course. he's only looking out for you and doing what's best for you..!

Pirate!

my second in command wanted a pirate. pirates are so fucking cool and i know damn well if this guy were a pirate he'd have a bunch of battle scars under that fancy coat.

Noritoshi as a pirate would be more than a little odd, but also fitting. He looks like the type of guy who'd be well put together, yet he's willing to get his hands dirty. Like the guy who got into the pirate life because of some personal issue that couldn't be solved fast enough through conventional means. Even as a pirate, i imagine he holds everyone to high standards. They're still pirates though.. so his expected standards aren't even that high. He has more freedom here, so even he himself lets loose once or twice. Especially with you. He's even able to get away with more violent actions for you, the seas are unpredictable, after all. While taking some treasure, Noritoshi'd toss you a gem or golden coin, just so you can say you were the first to claim it. Just so he can see that happy glint in your eyes when getting your hands on treasure. God forbid anyone try to get their hands on your hard earned goods. They'd be met with a bullet to the foot or a sword at their neck. Everyone and their mother knows how you're his favorite, but Noritoshi downplays it. Its not a crime to help out someone from his crew is it? Not in the seven seas. He leans more into his cold ruthless killer side here. He has goals and people to help keep in line whether hes captain or not. Yet when around you, he's almost adorable in how he shows you a pearl so entrancing that it reminded him of you.

Corpse Bride!

my submission to my Noritoshi Halloween costume closet.. CORPSE BRIDE, THIS MOVIE FUCKS. esp w the yandere elements.

Noritoshi 100% made you recite the wedding vows to him before accepting the ring. If you fumbled up, he'd correct you with SO much attitude and expect you to start from the top until you got it perfectly.

Hypothetically, in the chalice scene towards the end..

Noritoshi is the type to never be fully relaxed unless he knows for sure you'll be eternally his. In this scenario, YOU proposed to HIM but have to die to continue being together. Not only that, but someone in the living world is also after your heart. Someone who bleeds. Someone who's the obvious choice. Someone who can give you the life that you deserve. Someone who will succeed in their pursuits if you. remain. alive. Noritoshi's life was cut short, yet he still managed to lose so much and be abandoned a considerable amount of times. When he meets you and finds out about the possibility of having to go through that again even in death, it finally clicks in his rotting mind. He realizes he's been doing something wrong to keep constantly failing. Noritoshi revises his methods to a more.. selfish course. Why should he care about anyone else's wants or how his actions hurt them? You were the only one who made him truly fulfilled, to make him feel alive. The only one who deserves anything and everything good that comes from this world. Destiny is never done toying with him when he realizes your marriage is invalid because of your pulse and his lack thereof no matter how hard he'd try, but the opportunity arises. of course, he's ecstatic to give you an afterlife worth much more than what a silly beating heart can achieve. "All people die eventually. If you miss your living family or friends, all it takes is patience, darling. I'll wait by your side in the meantime." He weighs the pros and cons of everything, but when it comes to swaying manipulating your thoughts he only highlights the ones that'll get you on his side. in this case, the pros of dying to be with him! Honestly, the answer was so obvious that Noritoshi didn't know why he was stressing about it before. It hurts him to see you in any type of pain, but he reassures both himself and you that it'll only be for a moment. Afterward, he'll have the rest of your afterlives to make it up to you!! What happened to Till Death Do Us Part? Noritoshi thinks it's insulting that something as shallow as that could be so widely accepted. If your love were true, it wouldn't stop just because the world decided to take them away. "Till death do us part? Darling, don't be silly. 'Not even death will do us part' feels much better, doesn't it?" 

[yandereunsolved]

Yandere Link(s) text posts | Part 1, Part 2, Part 3 | aged up Links

[tw1l1te]

Alternate Hero/Guide Rant

So I've been thinking lately of parallel universes and the question "what if this was changed", yada yada, and I thought of something having to do with our guide.

What if, in an alternate era/timeline they took the place of Link?

Like the Chain still has their normal dynamics, same meeting, etc., but in swoops the reader (the heroine/false hero?) and they are unlike any link/hero in the timeline.

Some background for their Hyrule might be that their entire Hyrule is in ruins, like completely. Think Totk but 100 times more destroyed. Yeah. Essentially, their Link mysteriously disappeared, monarchy was left in utter chaos and the country essentially destroyed itself. I think your backstory would take place 5000-10,000 years after Wild's, so you would be the most latest "Link".

One of the main deviations between yourself and the Chain is that you didn't fight Ganon/Ganondorf/Demise; you fought Hylia in the flesh.

In terms of triforce? You don't have any pieces because your Link gained them all and left shortly after that. Conspiracies say it had a more sinister motive, but you have a different idea of what happened.

Zelda was killed around the same time Link disappeared, essentially destroying whatever foundation of Hyrule was left. The different nations of Hyrule had a 50-year war and eventually, everything was so destroyed that everyone went into isolation, closing off from each other.

A religiously-motivated eruption of chaos occurs, spurring your quest to eliminate Hylia and her existence. Despite not having any relation to the royal family, Link, or Hylia's prophecy, you have the memories of each hero, which is unheard of with the Chain. Only Zelda's have previous memories, meaning you're some weird anomaly.

A bunch of shit happens, whatever, boom you're in Wild's Hyrule. THe Chain notices you almost instantly, mostly cuz you're wearing hero's garb, but none of theirs, meaning... you're a Link. Or so they originally thought.

That's all for now.

Let me know if y'all would like to see a full fleshed-out fic of this! :3

[bipp-bopp-time-to-stop]

Forced Found Family

Back with another yandere LU fic. Platonic yandere this time around. I promise that not all of my fics will be yandere in theme, but I'm just on a bit of a yandere kick at the moment. My creativity is a cruel mistress. Please enjoy!

TW: Yandere themes, blood, descriptions of gore, angst, throw-up, descriptions of a dead body, reader gets traumatized

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Running, running, running. All you could do is run. Your hiding spot had been compromised and now your pursuer was hot on your heels. You weaved between wild bushes and thick stumps in an attempt to keep distance between you and him. Despite your best efforts, his laughter was always close- too close. You could feel the air woosh behind your back as he tried to grab you but was always just shy of hitting his mark. You just had to run for a little bit longer…

There! You could see it! A town! A town with people and shelter and guards! You just had to push your self just a bit further and you’d make it! You’d-

Large hands grabbed onto your body and hoisted you up into the air right before you broke through the treeline. You hollered and kicked and banged your fists against the hands but they didn’t relent. They pulled you into a tight embrace that was far too strong for you to break out of. Your captor laughed and chuckled as you squirmed.

“I got you~!”

“NO! NEVER!” You screeched, trying to be as loud as possible. No matter what stunt or trick you pulled, you weren’t escaping and there was no one coming to help you. Bitter was the taste of defeat on your tongue as you finally went limp in the arms of your opponent.

“Face it, (Name), you’re going no where. You’re the loser of this chase, and you know what happens to losers?”

…

“N-no… please don’t…”

…

“Sorry, but you’re not in the position to plead with me… which means…”

“Tickle attack!”

Your sides were barraged by Wild’s hands and you couldn’t stop the squealing laughter that spilled from your lips. You kicked against his chest and pounded your little fists against his own, but your older brother wasn’t phased at all. It didn’t take long for you to be wheezing and gulping for breath. Only then did Wild pull back and give you your space.

“You did good, (Name). Dodging and weaving like that through the trees will make it hard for large monsters to easily chase you in a wooden area. Had you managed to break through the trees, I’m sure that the nearest guard in town would have heard you and come to rescue you,” Wild praised.

“Yeah, but… you still caught me in the end,” You huffed and crossed your arms. “You always catch me in the end.”

“Because I’m good at chasing down rotten little gremlins like you,” Wild chuckles as he pulls at your cheeks. You slap at him again and he pulls away with a snort. “Though, you are definitely one of the faster ones. I think you could out run nearly everyone else.”

“Really?”

“Really.”

“Even Twilight?”

“Uh, well… maybe not him. Even I can’t out run him.”

“What about the Old Man?”

“(Name), he’s old- of course you could.”

“Uhm… Sky?”

“Do you even have to ask that?”

“Yeah!”

“Well, yes, you could most certainly out run-”

“(NAME)!”

The shout pierces the serenity of the forest as Sky stumbles through the thicket towards you and Wild. He’s red in the face and sounds like a broken dog toy, but it doesn’t stop him from pushing forward. He crumples before you and is suddenly inspecting you all over as if you were a piece of porcelain ready to shatter.

“Are you okay? Are you out of breath? You didn’t hurt yourself while running, did you? Any boo-boos?” Sky frets as he examines every inch of your person. He lets out a strangled whine as he spots as cut across your hand. The area is a bit sore to the touch but you find his overreactions to be funny and instead laugh at the man. He doesn’t find it nearly as humorous.

“Sky, it’s just a scratch. Put a dab of medicine on it, slap on a bandage, and call it a day,” Wild huffs at Sky’s mother hen attitude. The Skyloftian shoots Wild a dirty glare as he picks you up and holds you against his shoulder.

“And? What if it’s already infected by them running through the forest and touching who knows what? What if they nicked themselves on some strange thorn that’s potentially toxic?! Forgive me for not being careless about their health, Wild,” Sky argues as he marches away from the cook. Wild rolls his eyes at the antics but doesn’t take the scoldings to heart.

“Sky, they’re eight. I may not have as much experience with kids as Twilight has, but I’ve seen the situations kids have walked away from without even flinching. Hell, (Name) could fall out of a tree and brush it off while one of us would end up with a broken arm,” Wild remarks as he catches up to the both of you. You stick out your tongue and pull down your lower eye lids at him. Wild returns it by sticking out his tongue and pushing up his nose with his thumb.

“Firstly, language. Second, I’m not taking any risks no matter what you say. The mission we’re on is not one for children whatsoever, so I’m going to do my best to ensure that they’re in top health. If you’re so certain that (Name) doesn’t need to be cared for to such a degree, why don’t you share your opinion with, say, Hyrule? Twilight, even? Oh, and we can’t forget about Time. I’m sure he’d love to hear what you have to say about our youngest member!” Sky stresses. Wild cringes at the names before backing off a little.

“Okay, okay- I get it. No need to have the Old Man and Twi hounding me,” Wild snorts as he looks away from Sky. You pout at the conversation as, quite frankly, being referred to as something so fragile hit a nerve. Sure, you’re young, but so were they when they started their journeys! You knew better than to start that conversation as it was one you never won no matter how well you thought out your words.

Aside from the ambience of nature around the three of you, the walk back to camp was quiet. After your game of running from Wild, combined with the peaceful atmosphere and nearly being rocked Sky’s arms, it was hard to keep your eyes open. If Sky was anything to go by, a little nap wouldn’t hurt. Just a little… itty-bitty nap…

“Oh, no you don’t,” a deep voice chuckles as you’re whisked away from Sky’s arms into arms twice the size of the knight’s. Even without his metal armor on, you don’t have to open your eyes to know that the Old Man now had you in his clutches. Based on the way he bounced you in his hold, Time wasn’t about to let you doze off. When that wasn’t getting you to open your eyes, he had the audacity to blow a raspberry against your cheek. You finally opened your eyes and grimace at Time as you wiped off your face.

“Nnnnnnoooooo…” You grumbled. “Sleepy…”

“Nuh uh uh. No way, you little stinker. Last time I let you take a nap in the afternoon had the whole camp up for nearly half the night with how you were still wanting to bounce around. Don’t think I’m making that mistake twice,” Time tsks.

“But I’m tired…” You groan dramatically as you go slack in Time’s grip. He doesn’t let go and makes sure that his hold doesn’t slip by an inch either.

“Well, hello tired- I’m Dad,” Time chuckles. A cacophony of groans echo throughout the camp site and Time only seems to beam at the reaction. You turn your head away and pout for what feels like the hundredth time.

“Hmph… you’re not my dad…”

You wince as Time’s grip on you becomes a vice. The whole camp seems frozen in place like they’ve turned to stone. Each of the boys seem to be enthralled with their boots or the trees all of a sudden. While you’re not blind to the tension, you don’t fully understand the reason for it. Before any questions can be asked, you’re being lowered to the ground and back onto your own two feet. Your stare is nothing but quizzical as you look up at Time who seems to be looking through you rather than at you.

“Right… you’re right, I’m… not your dad,” Time mumbles before walking away. You cock your head to the side at his sudden mood change but decide that this is not the time to comment on it. Grown ups just tended to be weird like that, after all.

“Hey, (Name)! Why don’t you come check out this new trinket Legend and I are working on!” Four shouts from the other side of the camp. The Vet’s back is turned to you and Four is offer you a shaky smile with even shakier ears. You immediately brighten up and bounce on over to check out whatever it is that the two are making.

“Oh! What is it? What is it?” You pressed as you squeezed between the two boys. Four appeared to be working on fastening buckles to a small backpack. It was a backpack that would have only fit either you, Four, or Wind. Based on the design, you knew exactly who it was for.

“Froggy!”

“Yes, (Name), froggy,” Legend chuckles as he keeps looking back over his shoulder. Camp was now a few members short, but Legend wasn’t about to go off and track anybody down.

“Thank you! Thank you, thank you, thank you!” You cheered as you hugged both Four and Legend with all of your might. The boys returned the gesture before Four handed you the completed backpack. It was a frog themed backpack with polished black buttons for eyes and it’s mouth was the opening. The fabric it was made from was thick and soft.

“We thought it was about time for you to get your own pack. And, thanks to Legend’s handiwork, it doubles at a stuffed animal!” Four states with a big grin as he squeezes the backpack.

“It’s the best thing in the world! You guys are the bestest big brothers out there!” You squeal as you hold the frog tight. The sight alone is enough for the two boys to melt. Days of working together in secret to make sure every aspect of the object was perfect was now worth it.

“Like we’d give you anything less than the best,” Legend hums as he ruffles up your hair. You half-heartedly swat away his hand as you continue admiring your new gift. With your attention so laser focused on the backpack, you don’t heart Legend mumble to himself.

“We are your family, after all. And none of us intend to change that for the world.”

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“Oh, you are just the cutest little thing I ever did see! Look at your chubby little cheeks! And your little ears!” Malon exclaims as she pinches your cheeks and giggles along with you. By a stroke of luck, a portal had brought you and the Chain to Time’s Hyrule. It was your first time visiting Lon Lon Ranch but Malon’s warm and enthused welcome made you feel like it was your tenth time visiting.

“Easy with them, honey. You’ll pinch their face off if you keep that up,” Time chuckles as he observes the interaction. He watches on with a serene expression while the rest of the boys unpack. Seeing you his child interacting with his wife was something he’s wanted to see for awhile. Seeing it in person made him realize how lackluster his imagination was.

“I can’t wait to show you around the ranch! I’ll show you where the cucco pen is, where we grow the crops, where we feed the fairies sugar water, and more! And I have a huge surprise for you as well!” Malon claims as she hoists you up in her arms and walks off with you. Time trusted that Malon would be able to keep you entertained for the rest of the day.

“That’s about the happiest I’ve seen you in awhile,” Wars comments as he approaches Time. The captain was in a jovial mood as well, likely for the same reason Time was. The promise of rest and watching the group’s bundle of joy bounce around was always welcome.

“It’s just… a dream come true. That’s not exactly a common occurrence for us heroes, so of course I’m going to be happy,” Time smiles. He looks up towards the sky and lets out a large sigh of relief. “I’m a married man and have a stable home to return to. Ever since I began this journey with you all, I’ve gotten a whole new family. And now, I’ve got a little one of my own. What more could I ask for after I’ve been through?”

“How about a new lock on the cucco pen? That thing is rusted as all hell and I’m not about to get close if I know those feathered devils can burst through at any moment,” Wars suggests. “I mean, I guess it could also be for the safety of the birds but I don’t think any predator in their right mind would go after something so… evil.”

“Ah, really? Thanks for telling me. You wouldn’t mind installing the new lock, would ya?” Time asks before chortling at the sheer dread that spread across the captain’s face. “I’m joking, I’m joking. Still, I do need to get that fixed here soon. Maybe I could ask Sky to do it? Installing a lock isn’t hard and he always seems to have luck with the birds. All birds, really.”

Wars nods along and falls into a comfortable silence beside the older man. The two observe the rest of the group settling in and also enjoying the ambient atmosphere the farm had in the noon hour. Once done getting Epona into a stall, Twilight walked on over to his ancestor and the captain. Unlike the rest, his expression was less than peaceful. It took only one look at his downturned brow to tell that something was bothering him.

“Rupee for your thoughts, Twi?” Wars spoke up. Twilight didn’t immediately reply and his face only scrunched up further. The rancher was clearly wanting to talk about something but seemed either hesitant to do so or he was thinking over what words to use. Time had an inkling of an idea as to what could be troubling his descendant and it made him straighten up to let Twilight know he had his full attention.

“What… do you plan on doin’ with them?” Twilight eventually asks.

“And who is this ‘them’ you’re referring to?” Time questions.

“(Name)... and their father. Uh, biological father,” Twilight corrects himself. Wars huffs and straightens up to mimic Time’s stance. This was a conversation he had hoped to have pop up later rather than sooner, but there’s no reason to stop it now. (Name) was currently isolated from the group and being entertained by Malon, so they didn’t have to worry about them eavesdropping.

“For (Name), it’s simple- have them live here at Lon Lon Ranch with Malon. With any luck, they’ll end up being moved in during this visit. Malon did write about having their room nearly finished and I received that letter about a week ago,” Time answers simply. “As for their father… I have multiple ways I could go about dealing with him. Some better, some… worse.”

“The whole ‘we’re never going to be able to get you back to your own world’ idea is out the window at this point, I imagine?” Wars asks.

“Correct. Although young and innocent, (Name) isn’t as naive as other children their age. That could partially be due to us teaching them to be more aware of their surroundings and how to better think on their feet. Plus, knowing that monsters can pop up anywhere is likely to make them suspicious of anything,” Time sighs. “In other circumstances I’d be glad for that but… it certainly makes other things harder. Not to mention the distance they always put between us, even if they don’t mean it maliciously.”

“Such as callin’ you Uncle Time or the Old Man and not their Old Man?” Twilight adds. Time nods along with a bitter expression. Twilight offers the best empathetic look he can offer. “I can understand that to a degree. They may call the rest of us their brothers but it just feels so face value at times. Like, in their minds, we’re family but not close family. Like… we’re sooner cousins than siblings.”

“We just have to be patient and wait for the best time to act. When we get it into their mind that we are their family, no one else, is probably when any walls will start to drop. Of course, we have to approach doing so carefully,” Wars comments. “Luckily, we don’t have to worry about whacking down a whole family tree- just a branch.”

“So… the plan is to kill him?” Twilight asks.

“Not necessarily. If we can convince (Name) that their biological father is either dead or no longer waiting for their return, they’ll likely stop keeping barriers between us and them. I don’t want to actually kill him unless he appears and attempts to take (Name) away from us. Either way, it’ll be a rough time for sure, but I’m a patient man and, well, their father. The sooner my child realizes that they’re home and have a loving family, the better,” Time clarifies.

“Well, hey, I don’t mind what we have to do as long as it doesn’t hurt the little one. As long as I can always stop by and visit, I’m on board,” Wars states.

“Speaking of visitin’, how will that work out when this adventure if eventually over with?” Twilight inquires.

“However we can make it work. I don’t believe it’ll be too hard for us to do, honestly. We’ve all got some manner of magic or magical items. Not to mention that all of these portals have to be creating some weak spots in between all of our times. Won’t have been the craziest thing we’ve all done,” Time answers. Twilight and Wars nod along, happy with how the conversation went.

“LINK!”

Everyone snaps to action and reaches for their weapons. Some are left scrambling up from the ground while others assume defensive positions. Time, on the other hand, is already on the move as he barrels toward his house. An upset and nearly crying Malon meets Time half way. Seeing his usually happy wife in such a twist had Time dreading the worse. His stomach only knotted further when he noticed that his child was nowhere to be found.

“Malon! Malon, calm down! Honey, breathe,” Time urges as he holds Malon close. She whimpers against his shoulder as tears begin to wet the fabric of his shirt. After catching her breath for a moment, she pulled away a little and looked at Time with pleading eyes. Eyes that screamed “help me”.

“I-It’s (Name)! Link, I don’t know what I did wrong! They were nothin’ but smiles and laughs while I showed them around! A-And then I- I got to showin’ them their room and they started actin’ different. They kept askin’ questions and I did my best to answer them but that only seemed to make them more and more upset! Then they started cryin’ and hollerin’ and started tryin’ to get away from me! They crawled under their bed and wouldn’t come out no matter what I said! Oh, Link, how could I have upset our baby so?! I’m their mother for Hylia’s sake!” Malon bawls as she quickly becomes a mess of sobs and tears once more. Time is as steady as a rock for her and does what he can to soothe her.

“Shh, honey, shh… it’s okay. You did nothing wrong, okay? Malon, honey, do you hear me? You did nothing wrong,” Time assures as we wipes away the tears from Malon’s cheeks. “(Name)’s just… going through some things, okay? They’re still having to understand some stuff and work through having their life shaken up so suddenly. Don’t take whatever they said to heart- they didn’t mean it.”

While Time consoles his wife, most of the boys had already entered the house. Trained ears could pick up on the muffled sobs coming from one of the upstairs rooms. Based on how upset Malon was, the boys could only imagine how you were. After exchanging some looks and nods, Wind and Twilight ascended the stairs while everyone else hung back. Twilight was quick to shift into Wolfie while Wind took the lead. It wasn’t long until the duo was at the door to your room.

It was everything you’d expect a child’s room to be. Bright, cluttered, and adorable. Shelves were lined with books and dressers were stuffed full of all sorts of clothes. A fluffy bed was pushed off to the far wall, covered by a thick quilt and topped by puffy pillows and a vast array of stuffed animals. Despite the coziness of the room, you had taken to hiding under the bed and muffling your cries with your hands. You were pushed against the wall and didn’t seem to want to leave it any time soon.

“(Name)? Hey… what’s going on?” Wind asked as he got down onto the floor. He contemplated on getting under the bed with you but knew from experience to give you your space. Wolfie whined and joined Wind down on the floor. Even with the wolf whining for you, you still refused to come out. And for you to refuse even Wolfie… the two boys knew that this would be an uphill battle.

A low howl left Wolfie’s mouth after listening to you continuously sob. Slowly, his howl began to change pitch and sway into a song. Wind hadn’t heard the tune before, but it sounded gentle and serene. Sure enough, Wolfie’s melodic howling began to eventually calm you down. Not completely, but at least your crying was getting quieter and you had removed your hands from your face.

“Hey, there’s my little sib! Had me real worried, y’know! Now, tell me, what happened? I ain’t seen you cry like that in a long while!” Wind asked as he gave you a toothy grin. You fiddled with the sleeves to you shirt as you kept wiping your nose on it. You kept looking between Wind and the floor, not exactly wanting to cooperate just yet.

“Mmm… lon… mean… me…” You eventually mumble out. It’s quiet and all jumbled together, but it’s a start.

“Mean? Who’s being mean to you? Who do I have to rough up?” Wind presses with an exaggerated tone. It doesn’t bring a smile to your face but it does seem to finally halt your tears.

“Malon. Malon was,” You reply. Wolfie whines again and Wind finds himself rather stumped. Malon? Malon was mean to you? That just wasn’t adding up to him.

“But she was so ecstatic to have you over! Why would she suddenly flip a switch and be mean to you?” Wind asks.

“She was… she was saying things that didn’t make sense,” You sniffle. “That… that this was my room- like I was going to be living here. That- that she was my mommy and Time was my daddy now because my daddy is dead! But… but that’s wrong! Time’s not my daddy- my daddy’s still alive! He’s still alive and well and waiting for me to come home! Because- because he loves me and said that he’d always love me and that he’d always be there for me!”

The dams break again and the tears return. This time, Wind doesn’t keep his distance as he scoots forward to reach you. You don’t resist him as he pulls you out from under the bed and embraces you. You return the hug and sob against the boy’s shoulder while Wolfie whines and paces beside the two of you. The wolf eventually begins to nudge your cheek with his nose before leaning his head down. You don’t hesitate to bring Wolfie into the hug as well.

Peaking in from the hallway, Time watches the scene with a heavy heart. In a way, he was responsible for this outburst. In his excitement, he didn’t word his letters as carefully as he should have. Not only that, but he should have pulled Malon aside and explained things to her in detail before letting her be alone with you. Had he fully explained the sticky situation he was in at the moment he was sure that this little meltdown would have not happened. Still, the damage is done and now Time has to deal with the fallout. It wasn’t about to be a fun stay at the ranch anymore and you sure as hell weren’t about to stay at the ranch without a fight.

Time had to do something. He knew he’d always have to do something, but he needed to do it now, not later.

No matter how dramatic or messy it got, he had to act.

He wasn’t about to let his family fall apart.

He wasn’t about to let his happily ever after crumble into the ground.

And he wasn’t going to let his baby go.

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You were going to get into trouble. Big trouble- but you didn’t care. Not when the very thing you’ve been waiting for was within reach. Not when you were so close to going home.

“(Name)! (Name)!” Hyrule eagerly shouted as he ran towards you. He earned a few looks from the townsfolk and from who you were currently with, but that didn’t seem to dampen the traveler’s spirit in the slightest. He nearly slid to a stop before you and dropped down to your level with the widest grin you’ve seen in a long time.

“What’s gotten you so wound up, Hyrule?” Sky asks as he shoots the brunette a confused look. Hyrule seemed to completely disregard Sky’s comment as he grabbed your hands and held them close. Even if you didn’t understand what had him so happy, you couldn’t stop yourself from slowly sharing his grin.

“Yeah? What’s going on?” You pipe up.

“I found him! (Name), I swear- no, I know I found him,” Hyrule claims. Him? Who’s him? Unless… no, he couldn’t be talking about him… could he?

“(Name), I found your father!”

“DADDY?!” You scream. Hyrule and Sky wince and their ears nearly curl, but Hyrule’s smile still doesn’t fade. You now brandish your own full blown grin as you look up at Sky. He looks confused but quickly matches the happy expression on your face.

“That’s awesome! Do you remember where you last saw him, Hyrule? What he was doing? What he was wearing?” Sky questions as he picks you up and holds you. Hyrule is quick to start leading the two of your back to whence he came.

“I overheard him talking to the innkeeper just a bit ago. He was asking about a missing child and kept describing (Name). He even mentioned (Name)’s name, so I knew he had to be either their father or someone looking for them. I was so shocked that I didn’t notice he had left until the bell on the front door rang! I immediately got up to go look for him but he seemed to just vanish into the crowd!” Hyrule tells as he weaves between people and stalls in the busy town. “He was wearing an old red tunic with some roughed up brown pants. His hair was also rather messy and he seemed to be dirty. No doubt that he’s been a mess looking for you, (Name).”

Your heart both hurt and fluttered at the news. It sounded like your dad was going through the wringer to try and find you, but he was finally here! He had ended up in Hyrule and now you could be reunited with him! Your mind raced with all of the things you would do once you had him back. Regardless of how you chose to celebrate, you were just happy.

For hours, the three of you searched what felt like every corner of the town. No matter where you looked, your father was no where to be found. It disheartened you but you weren’t about to give up looking for him.

“Ah… I think I saw the fellow you’re a looking for. He just left town not too long ago- went thataway. Probably didn’t get far, though. Don’t have a mount or wagon- just traveling on his own two feet,” a random merchant tells the three of you.

“He… he left town?” You mumble, heart shattering at the news. “But I’m here…”

“I’m sure he didn’t know, (Name). If he’s as loving as you say he is, he would’ve turned this town upside down had he known you were here,” Sky assures as he wipes away a tear threatening to spill from your eye.

“I agree with Sky. Why don’t we return to camp and tell everyone else? We can all go to bed early tonight so we can get up early tomorrow and catch up to him!” Hyrule suggests. You shake your head at him and cross your arms.

“No! We need to go now! That merchant guy said he wasn’t going to get far on foot by himself. Not to mention that Dad doesn’t seem to have a weapon either!” You stress but Sky and Hyrule don’t seem to listen.

“(Name), we need to stay together. You’ll get lost and easily hurt if you go by yourself. Plus, I’m sure your dad is a smart man. He likely has a way of keeping himself safe from nature and monsters,” Hyrule states. “I promise that we’ll catch up to him later, okay?”

“Mmm… fine.”

“Promise?”

“...”

“(Name)-”

“Fine, fine… promise…”

In your defense, it wasn’t a pinky promise.

Your joy easily overshadowed any guilt or hesitance you had as you snuck your way out of camp. Getting past the watchful eye of Wars was no easy feat, but you knew how to sneak around in even the most cluttered areas by now. Plus, his focus was sooner on things in the woods- not in the camp. When he had gotten up to go check out something rustling in the brush, you made your escape.

With your custom backpack stuffed full of supplies, you marched through the woods like a trooper. You made a b-line in the direction your father was last seen walking in. At the moment, he should be sleeping, so you’re only getting closer and closer with every step you take! That thought alone was enough to keep you awake.

“I wonder what he thinks of Hyrule. Or, well, maybe Hyrules. Has he been wandering for as long as I’ve been with the group? Did he just get here? I hope he’s okay. If he’s not… well, I don’t need to worry! I have healing potions and fairies with me!” You mumble to yourself in your excitement. You do your best to keep your voice low but you can’t help the joy spilling out from your very person at the moment. “I wonder what he thinks of everything? I hope he finds it all cool- like I do. From the different races like the Zora and Rito to all of the magic! Oh, I wonder if he’s seen a fairy yet? Or if he’s maybe been to Wild’s Hyrule and seen all the cool dragons! I can’t wait to tell him about my adventure!”

As if Hylia herself is trying to help, the clouds above you begin to part. The forest is soon bathed in a wash of dappled moonlight. It makes navigating around a whole lot easier, that’s for sure. You keep your eyes peeled for even the smallest detail that would point you a step closer to your father. From foot prints to disturbed plant life to markings and to… and to… to…

“Blood?” You gasp as you see a splatter of red on a nearby trunk. It was dry and browning around the edges, but it was certainly blood. That’s… that’s okay. No, that’s fine. It’s not his blood- surely it’s not! There are so many animals that live out in this forest- it must be from one of them! Yes, that’s it- that’s where that blood came from. Just… just from a predator getting a meal…

When you begin moving again, there’s no more pep in your step. You’re suddenly aware as to how open you really are out in the woods, even with all of the trees surrounding you. You don’t know what could be lying in wait or hiding behind a tree. Heck, there could even be something above you right now and you’d be none the wiser if you didn’t look up. Naturally, that train of thought made you look up but there was nothing there but large branches and the night sky. The looming feeling closing in still didn’t go away.

With a thick and viscous squelch, your foot landed in a spot of mud. You groan and grimace at your misfortune before shaking off the wet earth. As you do so, you notice the reddish brown streaks it leaves behind on your shoe. Normal mud did not to that, so you crouched down to examine the mud further. Being closer to it made you realize it had an additional scent to it other than the earthiness. It was metallic and bitter to your nose- not to mention slightly rotten. Based on what you just saw, there was no doubt in your mind that this was blood. But… what could bleed that much and not have a body nearby? There weren’t any drag marks, so whatever is bleeding is- or at least was- still moving.

“Dad? Daddy? Hello?” You call out. Your voice echoes and bounces around the trees, easily alerting everything nearby. Despite this, nothing responded to you but chirping crickets or hunting owls. Slowly, you followed the direction the blood seemed to be going in. Your gut twisted and churned but you had to see what was at the end of the trail. You had to know.

Whatever had happened was brutal. Whatever or whoever was attacked had been mortally injured if the blood was anything to go off of. Still, they put up a fight to stay alive and run away. How far they got and if they managed to shake off their attackers would be answered the second you found the end of the blood.

When you got to a small drop off, you attempted to look over the edge. The dirt was too loose and too wet to support you, so you found yourself tumbling over the edge before you could back up. You landed harshly on your side and in something. Your left arm ached from the fall but it wasn’t broken. You gripped onto something slippery and soft and pulled yourself up. Your fingers dug and squished into something. You pulled your hand back and looked at it to see it coated in blood. You held your breath as you waited… and waited… and waited…

Then the clouds cleared again.

And a mangled face was staring back up at you.

Screams and cries died in the back of your throat as you scrambled away from the pile of gore you had been sitting on. Bile rose up in your throat before spilling out all over the ground. The smell now clinging to you was horrid. It was vile, rotten, absolutely putrid. Despite the mortifying scene before you, you couldn’t look away.

Whoever this person once was had messed with the wrong crowd of people. The corpse before you was practically butchered and broken. Bones had been snapped and were poking out in random spots. The legs of the corpse were basically gone- hacked and pulverized to mush. Interwoven with the gore was scraps and threads of brown fabric. A torn up red tunic clung tightly to the rotting torso and you could see some clumps of (h/c) hair still attached to the head. This… this was no dead body…

“...d…daddy?”

This was your father.

You scrambled to open your backpack and pull out anything and everything that could help him. You uncorked a bottle on a fairy so she could get to work while you worked on opening a bottle of a red potion. Your quivering hands repeatedly slipped on the cork of the red potion. It eventually slips from your grip entirely and falls onto the group. In your frazzled state of terror, you give up on uncorking the potion and break the neck of the bottle against a nearby rock. You splash the potion against the body before you and wait for it to take affect. It was impossible to tell where the red potion had splashed against your father’s body as everything was already doused in red.

“C’mon… work! Do your job! Heal him! For the love of- WHY AREN’T YOU DOING ANYTHING?!” You screeched at the fairy uselessly hovering beside you. She flutters away from you by some distance, obviously put off by the hysteria taking over you. After having screamed at her, the screams no longer stopped. Nor did the tears streaming down your face or the bitter bile once again rising in your throat. You puke all down your shirt and shiver. You collapse to the ground fully and reach for your father’s hand. It’s mangled, stiff, cold, wet, and dead.

Your father is dead.

You barely register the fairy fluttering around you. She makes all sorts of noises and even bumps up against your face, but you don’t react. Even when she flies into your hair and starts tugging on it will all of her might you still don’t react. Even when your tears dry up and your sobs grow silent, you refuse to leave your father’s side. He was your family- the person you were supposed to return to after this adventure was over with. He was your home. And now he was gone.

A loud and strangled wail echoed throughout the forest. Cries, screams, sobs, and shouts sound out in a horrible symphony. The voices sound like they’re so close yet so distant at the same time. The voices were so warped by emotion you couldn’t tell who, let alone what, was screaming. Vaguely, you could make out your name being shouted out over and over and over again. You can’t help but keep staring at the corpse of your father.

People did not do this to him. People do not butcher or maim like this.

But monsters do.

Your training finally kicked in as you sprung up and ran. Ran and ran and ran for your life. The wails and cries for you didn’t stop and only seemed to increase. Whether or not the monsters were aware of you now was something you didn’t care about. You just had to keep running and hope. Hope that you’d lose them. Hope that you’d get to somewhere they couldn’t reach. Hope that you’d stumble across the camp or travelers or even a town. Hope that you’d just make it.

Heavy and hard footsteps ran right behind you. You pushed yourself further as the monster was now hot on your heels, swiping at you in an attempt to pull you right into its awaiting claws or maw. You didn’t want to look back, not even for a second, because you had to keep pushing forward. If you hesitated, stumbled, or even stuttered for a moment- you’d be dead. If you could out maneuver just enough for just a bit further, the monster should lose steam and stop pursuing you. You had to keep going. You had to win.

Something hooks into the the fabric of your backpack and you were suddenly being pulled backwards. You slammed into a hard chest and immediately had your mouth covered by a rough hand. You bit into the skin of the monster as hard as you could but it refused to let go. Even with the hand covering your mouth, you cried and screamed as loud as you could for anyone to hear you. You scratch and kick as hard as you can but the monster still doesn’t relent. This was it. You had lost. And now you had to pay the price.

“Da-a-addy… I want my daddy…” You whimpered as you tried to curl up on yourself.

“Shh, shh… I’m here, baby, I’m here. Daddy’s here,” Time hushes as he cradles you close to his chest. He rocks you back and forth as you break down in his arms. He himself is on the verge of breaking down because he’s never seen you so upset before. Even with your breakdown back at Lon Lon Ranch, it wasn’t like this. Time didn’t know what to do or say that could make this better- he just couldn’t. So he continued to hold you and hold back his own tears.

Everyone else eventually caught up to him and you but he refused to let you be taken from him. He folded over on himself and completely covered you with his body. He wouldn’t let anyone even touch you without snapping at them to stay back. He had to be the one to comfort you because he is your father. He is responsible for your hysteria. He never meant for things to play out this way but it did and now he has to do his damnedest to make it better. He had to.

He had to.

He had to, he had to , he had to! He had to do it, he had to! He couldn’t lose you! Not you, not his baby! It was just some random man and a necessary evil- nothing more or less. Surely you’d understand? You had to understand, you had to! He was desperate and he had to do something! Please, please stop crying. Please don’t push him away. Please, he loves you! You’re his baby and he’d never stop loving you so please don’t hate him! Please doN’T LEAVE HIM! DON”T LEAVE! DON”T GO! STAY AND BE HAPPY WITH HIM AND MALON AND EVERYONE ELSE PLEASE! Please… please…

…

“Please…”

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“How are they?” Time asked as he watched Malon close the door to your room as you had finally just fallen asleep. Malon looked upset and crestfallen, but she was pushing through her emotions to stay strong for you.

“Quiet. They hardly speak and refuse to be left alone. And when they cry they just… cry. No noise, no words, nothin’,” Malon sighs as she leans against the wall. She gives Time a hard look and crosses her arms. “I’m still waitin’ for you to explain to me what happened. You just dropped them off and barely said a word.”

“I’m sorry, it’s just… what happened hurt me more than I expected it to. Their tears and screams and pleas… I was responsible for all of it. I felt like they just wanted to be away from me and the boys so I… let them,” Time murmurs as he rubs a hand through his hair. He did his best to block out the events of that night but they stuck like glue. If he had to guess, he probably had as many nightmares about that night as you did.

“Did you mean to scare them like you did?” Malon presses. Time shakes his head. “Then what did you intend to do?”

“We were just supposed to stumble across the body. They weren’t supposed to see it- even for a moment. We’d tell them that it was their father and that he was dead. Then we’d comfort them and do what we could while they grieved. And, of course, they’d end up staying here the next time we stopped by,” Time explained. Malon groaned and pinched her nose. She wanted to get angry with Time at his rather callous method- and she was- but scolding wouldn’t do any good.

“This is goin’ to be a rough time for them. What they witnessed… that’s goin’ to stick with them throughout their entire life. Trauma like that isn’t goin’ to go away,” Malon hissed.

“I know…” Time whispers as he hangs his head low. He refused to look at anything but the floor by now. Even if Malon were to try and look him in the eyes, he’d likely just cover his face with his hands.

“Just… be here, will ya? I know you said it seemed like they wanted space from you but I don’t believe that. They are an eight year old havin’ to work through one of the hardest things in life. They shouldn’t be grievin’ at their age but they are. And as their father you have to be there for them. I can’t do this alone,” Malon stresses.

Crreeeeaaaaaaak….

Malon’s and Time’s heads snapped to the door of your room as it inched open. You slowly came out of the room with red rimmed eyes and a death grip on a new and fluffy stuffed animal. You made no attempt to dry your cheeks or say anything to the two adults before you. At your silence, Time slowly got to his knees and wiped your eyes.

“Hey there… mommy’s been telling me what’s wrong. You’ve been having nightmares?” Time asks in as gentle a tone he can muster. You faintly nod your head but give no other reply than that. Time pulls you into a tender embrace and lays your head against his shoulder. He rubs circles onto your back as he holds you and sways you into his arms. Malon is right beside him and is whispering gentle words to you as she kisses away any new tears.

“Do you want some warm milk, sweetie?” Malon asks as she cards her fingers through your hair. You shake your head in response. Your eyes were heavy and it was clear you were still tired, so no sleep aid would be needed to make you fall asleep. Staying asleep would be the problem.

“Do you want to sleep with daddy in his and mommy’s bed?” Time offers. You don’t nod or shake your head at Time but he feels you hold onto him closer. He takes that action as a nonverbal “yes” and he carries you to his bedroom. He shuffled you under the covers before settling in himself. You keep yourself pressed against his chest, not wanting even an inch of space to separate you. Time sees Malon looking in from the hallways before slowly closing the door.

“... daddy?”

Time nearly jumps in his skin but stays still. He looks down at you but you still haven’t looked up at him. Still, you were finally talking and that was a step forward. And you were addressing him as your dad.

“Yeah?” Time asks with a tone barely above a whisper.

“You won’t… die… right? You won’t… leave?” You mumble out.

“No… no, not at all. I love you, (Name), and I won’t ever leave you. Your mommy and all of your big brothers love you too. Once this adventure is over, we’ll all be one big, happy family. Okay? I promise,” Time assures as he kisses your forehead. Slowly, he watches as you raise a hand and curl all but one finger into a fist.

“Pinky promise?” You ask. You finally raise your head as well and look Time right in the eyes. There was a glint in your tired eyes. A sign that you, even if it were for just a moment, was reaching through your grief. Time hooked his pinky finger with yours.

“Pinky promise,” Time assures. You nod and snuggle your head against his chest once again. You don’t pull your hand away from Time’s and he doesn’t pull his away from yours. He lays there, holding you and staring down at you with nothing but love and happiness in his eyes. Even when you fall asleep, Time doesn’t get up to leave you alone.

No, not when his baby was finally home.

[diaryofaprettyprincess]

Yandere!Eddie gets jealous and angry because Steve starts to baby bimbo!reader like he does. He can tell he likes her too. (:

please he'd get so mad!!!

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CW: possessive!eddie munson, yandere!eddie munson, bimbo!reader, power dynamic, jealousy, jealous!eddie, eddie and reader aren't dating yet, flirty!steve harrington, babying, mentions of stalker!eddie, crying (from reader), cursing (from reader), manipulation, toxic!eddie, slightly toxic!steve, steve harrington hate (from eddie) dw steve is one of my fav characters i love him sm <333, crybaby!reader (hints of), mentions of hickeys, hickey-giving, kissing (reader thinks that the kisses she shares with eddie are platonic.. even if she is in love with him or whatever screwed up version of love they have lol. eddie just takes adavantage of her..dumbness (lol sorry))

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basically all of hellfire club along with steve are at eddie's trailer celebrating their campaign being over. steve's only there because 1) he knew you would be wherever eddie was (and vice versa) and 2) he was dustin's ride home. so, he decided to stay.

everyone's just drinking either juice or alcohol and listening to some of eddie's metal music on his boombox, talking about the campaign, school, girls, eddie's band, or whatever. everyone's just relaxing.. well, mostly everyone.

eddie sees you sitting on steve 'the hair' harrington's lap.

steve's lap.

you're giggling and blushing at whatever the fuck he's saying and it's needless to say eddie is fuming.

you're his, for crying out loud!

sure, you two weren't official, and maybe you didn't quite know it....yet, but there were lots of things you didn't know. like basic things and the fact that eddie would watch you sleep and take pictures of you showering or.. pleasing yourself and then he would jack off to it later on in his bed, moaning your name while he holds a pair of your panties he stole from your laundry basket a long time ago up to his nose to finish himself off.

how he had a secret compartment in his closet filled with your things.. but it was only because he loved you! only because he knew what was best for you! and he knew that steve fucking harrington was not the one for you. eddie was.

he protected you and cherished you and loved you relentlessly. he bought you gifts because he liked seeing your face light up. he bought you things with all of the money he earned from selling weed instead of the things that he really needed. like food, for example. he would starve himself till the day he died if it meant seeing you happy.

happy because of him.

so when he saw steve harrington, hawkins' 'golden boy', spoon-feeding you ice cream from a plastic bowl and kissing your cheek and neck every fucking second (just like how eddie would feed you lunch everyday!), he was sure that he was going to fucking kill him.

but, he knew that if he did that he would be seperated from you, his one true love, and he could not have that! so, putting out the cigarette he was smoking on the coffee table's ashtray and getting up from his chair, he made his way over to you and steve.

he could hear steve mutter a soft, "good girl," and "you're such a pretty baby," everytime you swallowed the strawberry icecream.

that should be him.

it usually was.

how could you betray him like this?

you looked up from your spot on steve's lap, eyes wide and glimmering softly.

eddie's heart practically melted.

steve looked up, however his reaction was more so filled with distaste.

"eddie!" you squealed, reaching your hands up and making grabby hands to let eddie know you wanted to be picked up. usually, that made his heart swell, but instead he just held onto your hands with his own; his large hand engulfing yours. you pouted softly, slightly confused.

steve rolled his eyes, annoyed that eddie ruined his fun.

"what do you want, man?" steve asked, his hands still resting on your hips, drawing lazy circles with his thumbs.

eddie felt his body heat up with anger.

the fuck do you think, Hairball?

eddie smiled, cheshire cat-like. "oh, i just need to talk to y/n.."

"mm, sure you do," steve rolled his eyes, "but we're busy right now..isn't that right, baby?" he looked at you so sweetly it made your heart swell.

"y-yeah," you giggled.

eddie's smile dropped, his hands squeezing so tight with anger it began to crush yours. you yelped, pulling your hands away from his.

why are you doing this to him?

"owie! eddie that hurt!" you whined, and steve just pouted, cooing and kissing your knuckles softly. you blushed.

eddie felt like he was going to be sick.

"y/n." eddie said sternly, causing you to whip your head around and look at him, your bottom lip jutted out, tears forming in your eyes.

normally, eddie would feel bad for making you upset...but the anger took over.

"I need to talk to you...alone. in private."

you nodded, getting off of steve's lap as if you followed eddie around like a lapdog. which to be fair, you always did.

steve just scoffed, not at you, but at eddie's rudeness. he knew eddie was obsessed with you. when would you stop complying with whatever that metal-head wanted?

when would that.. freak get over you?

the answer: never.

you followed eddie to his room, sniffling softly.

was he mad at you?

once you make it to his room he slams the door, cornering you against his wall.

"what the fuck was that, y/n?" he spat, and you gazed up at him, confused.

"w-what was what, eds?" you asked softly, trembling at the fact that he was using your real name and not a cute little nickname like "princess", "sweetheart", "baby", or "bunny".

"God, do you have to be so fucking dense all the time?!" he lashed out, and that's when you started to cry.

"E-Eddie, i don' like it when you yell.."

Eddie just rolled his eyes, annoyed.

Again, if he had you crying (negatively) in any other situation he would be on his knees kissing your feet and begging for your forgiveness (which he has done before). But in this situation, he was more mad at steve than you and he unfortunately took most of his anger out on you.

"i wouldn't 've had to yell if you weren't out there all over steve fucking harrington! I mean.. what the fuck was that?"

he rubbed his eyes with his fingers, the silver of his rings glittering in the yellow lamp-light in his room, the pretty sparkly- look almost distracting you.

Almost.

"H-he was jus' feedin' me some ice cream!" you reason, fiddling with the bottom hem of your skirt.

"No, he was all over you! H-he was kissing you, and--and babying you!" he got up closer to you. "I'm the only one that can do that, baby, you know that.." You nodded softly, sniffling again.

He held your chin with this thumb, making sure you looked at him.

"I-I didn't wanna make you cry, but... baby, you drive me fucking insane! I mean--the things we do, y/n, they are things that only you and I can do... do you understand, baby? Hm?" he used his thumb then back of his hand to wipe off your fallen salty tears from your face.

"I-I understand, eddie.. didn' know! 'm sorry," you whimpered, and eddie smiled softly again, pulling you into a tight hug.

"It's okay, baby.. just- whenever you wanna be held or fed or whatever, come to me, sweetheart. okay?"

you nodded against his chest, and he kissed the top of your head.

pulling you away from his chest you mewled a soft, "kissie?" with your lips pouted. his heart skipped a beat, and he swore to God that he might die. And if he did die, he would go happy.

"'f course, baby," he sealed his lips over yours, kissing you for a moment or two and then passionately kissing you before pulling away. "you're my good girl, I love you so much." he admitted, and you giggled.

"I love you more, eds."

"impossible." he whispered, wiggling his fingers around on your waist to get you to laugh again.

However, what he said was true. It was impossible for you to love him more than he loved you.

"Now, I do believe we are expected to go back to the party at some point..Shall we?" he held his hand out and you took it, giggling more than ever.

For the rest of the night you sat on eddie's lap, snuggling into his neck and exchanging kisses with him.

He spoon fed you ice cream, and held the water bottle for you to help you drink.

He whispered sweet nothings in your ear.

He sucked on your neck and left hickey's on the supple skin.

Steve left early.

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btw i didnt re-read it for any mistakes so ignore if there are any! thank you anon! <33

[neverchecking]

Could I please ask for Sub!Four with hypno kink? Poor guy has too many thoughts in his head with the Colors... But Reader wouldn't mind taking them away for a bit of fun ;)

You absolutely can! Subby boys are my jam!

What are the personalities of the colors? Like I can't find it anywhere and I'm trying to be very strategic when writing four that I don't have to include them right away-

ANYWAY-

(I'm currently out of town so I'm posting my stocked drafts. I'm not ignoring my asks or the reblogs I wanna add to, I'm just not near a computer where I can answer them properly.)

Smut so 18+, MDNI

Smut CW: Hypnosis, Sub! Four, Dom! Reader, AFAB Reader

He was going to need to re-evaluate the amount of trust he put in you.

Honestly.

This might've been pushing his limit just a bit. He probably wouldn't have even considered this should he have not been so enamored by you. He wasn't even sure the absolute chokehold you had on him was enough to keep him on his place on the bed.

"My jewel, you know I would never doubt you-" Never. Never in a million years. He would follow you to the ends of the Earth. "But, are you sure about this?"

This was insane.

You nodded happily nonetheless, weaving a delicate gold chain around your fingers. The clock hooked to the chain swung hypnotically beneath your hand, picking up a steady tempo as it rocked back and forth. It entranced him, making his eyes follow it's every move--despite all the voices screaming at him to do otherwise. To pry his attention away from the pendulum and instead focus on you. But this was what you wanted. You wanted to see if you could hold his ever moving focal point on one thing. You wanted all of his attention on you and you alone.

And while he never wanted it to be on anything other than perfect, divine you, it was a struggle to get everyone's attention on one place. One would be off, worried about enemies lurking in the trees. Another would go off on tangents about how beautiful your eyes were and how he could get so lost in them within moments. Another was reminding him of all the ways you had been whimpering beneath him, crying for his every move. Another was cataloguing your outfit and every bit of it that he could mend or better or-

It was a lot getting everyone's attention on one point.

You figured this may help in the very least. And whatever you wanted, he would give. Anything at all. If you wanted someone slain in your name, it would be done. If you wanted the kingdom of Hyrule to fall before you, it would just be a moment. If you wanted to strip him of his will, to make him nothing but a mindless servant for you to use?

Your wish is his command.

The clock kept his attention as he felt his raging psyche gently melt away. One by one, each of the colors settled into nothing, their voices shutting down and falling away. For the first time in a long time, there was silence around him. He didn't even notice you pulling the watch away, settling it down before you were gently cupping his chin with a hand.

"-ear me, my love?"

You were asking him something. Could he hear you maybe? Either way he nodded. It was all so blissfully quiet. All he could see was you. Everlasting, exquisite, paradisical you. Treating him like fine glass, you touch was never anything more than positively featherlight, gently tracing the lines of his jaw and neck.

He nodded slowly. It felt like someone had laid a blanket over his busy mind, clouding it in a layer of pure mindlessly feeling. He could feel the cotton of the blanket beneath him (Why were you sleeping with something so rough? He would need to replace it right away.), the give of the pillows stationed behind him (Those were too flat, you deserved only the best.), even the feeling of the mattress beneath him (It was so firm. How would you be expected to sleep soundly when it felt like a freaking rock beneath him?! How had he never noticed this before?!). Things he never would've thought of before were now jumping out at him only to flit away in the blink of an eye.

Anything he previously found issues with simply fell away at the feeling of your touch on his leg. It started at his knee, igniting a fire in it's wake, before trailing up his thigh and towards his pelvis. His entire being lit up, nerves firing to life, sending impulse after impulse to his brain, overloading it with just the knowledge of you. The way you smelled, the way you felt, the way you were so close he could feel your breath against his shoulder as your fingers brushed along his shaft.

His nerves clenched, as if to jump at the action, but the action never came. No, instead, he laid there limply. Morphing himself to your every whim.

It was different, to have someone else take the forefront. Even when one of the colors was in charge, he was still there. With this, he was completely giving himself to you.

And what better way was there to show his absolute devotion to you?

He couldn't think of any other way. Actually, he couldn't think of any thing as your fingers wrapped around his shaft, thumbing the head of his cock to spread the bulbing precum down the skin.

"-hats it, Link. Just let me do the thinking for you."

He'd let you do anything to him. Absolutely anything. You could say jump and he'd say how high.

His entire body was yours to use and manipulate, anything you so wished.

Your hand moved, making his thighs tense in anticipation. Some sort of whine left his lips as his every sense was overloaded with just you. His muscles coiled like a viper, tight and poised to snap at any moment. His eyes burned as tears collected in the corners of his eyes, feeling too overstimulated to do anything but without any of the relief of release.

It was nothing but pure pressure building in his gut as you sped up your ministrations. The coil was tightening further, and further just begging to snap and give him any form of release. He would take anything at this point but he would never dare disobey you.

"Cum for me, Link."

The coil snapped as his hips bucked up to meet your hang, thick, viscous strands burning like magma against his skin before cooling enough he gave himself goosebumps. Flashes of white blinded him from behind his eyelids as he jolted and cried, fat pearls of tears trailing down his cheeks as drool shined against his lips.

Everything was abuzz, his skin feeling too hot to the touch, as you retracted your hand. A part of him wanted to beg and plead for your touch once more, but another part knew that it would do nothing but burn his nerves wit overstimulation (He'd leave that for another day).

The first thing that came back to him from any of the colors was one simple thought.

'Holy Shit, dude.'

[merakiui]

yan!vil who gives you twenty-four hours to try to escape the grounds of his estate. should you prove successful before time is up you'll be given your freedom. you sense there's a catch, but you're just so desperate for a way out and so you agree to his terms.

unfortunately, you just signed up to be made a hunter's target. vil sics rook on you like he's a guard dog. T_T you thought you could escape vil because he'd never get his hands dirty searching for you in the forest, but that's just it. vil won't get his hands dirty; it's rook who will do so in vil's stead.

and while you may be running on pure adrenaline, rook is a skilled hunter who has never lost any of his targets before. you'll be dragged back to vil within the hour if you aren't careful.

you don't know rook all that well (and so you're unaware of his background as a hunter), so you think it'll be easy. you're just playing a high-stakes game of hide-and-seek and you've always been good at hiding. it's possible. you can win! hours into the afternoon, you run into someone in the forest; perhaps someone who lives nearby or an innocent hunter taking a stroll to check traps and whatnot. and you're certain you can win and get your freedom. you beg the person to help you. it's difficult to think the shining star that is vil schoenheit could be so dark, but they're willing to hear you out. you're so relieved; you've met a nice person and they can help you and you can finally escape vil and—

there's a screeching whistle and then something breezes past you, lightning-fast. flecks of warm blood dot your face next and you, turned stone-cold with horror, watch as your only hope flops to the ground, an arrow lodged in their throat. and a considerable distance away, your blond hunter stands, his bow raised, a wicked, cat-like smile curled on his lips.

oh, so this is how the game's going to be played.

[moonhasmanyanimals]

I like to think the links would give you cute gifts. So here are the little things they would give you as said gifts.

Sage- I think he would give you either apple seeds or make you a stuffed animal. Like take up sewing just to make you one

Wild- Silly little earrings, Because I like to think he loves to match clothes. I think matching earrings from Gerudo Town. Or maybe like sage a stuffed animal but make it a little wolf.

Time- He would totally make you something, He's a total romantic guy. He would get you flowers or get you chocolates. Bonus if the Kokiri helps him make the chocolates (Yes I headcanon that those kids can make some good ass chocolate)

Twilight- Why do you want to know? Ok but for real. He would go into his wolf form whenever you ask. Because I bet Wolfie is stupidly fluffy. But if that doesn't satisfy I think he would get you A necklace from Zora's Domain.

Four- He makes you gifts, My man is a blacksmith. He would make you branclets or earrings of whatever you want. But if you want he'll take you on a date under the starry sky.

Sky- Speaking of skies. I think his gift would be to show you how to ride a loftwing in his Hyrule. Or get you a Remlit. Because have you SEEN those little cute monsters. He is also very romantic like time so he would get you Flowers or Chocolate or any candy you want.

Wind- Like I stated he's romantic for you while you see him as a little brother or your kid. Would get you flowers from the field and bring them to you. Maybe ask Time or Wild for some money to go get you some fruits in Kakariko.

Hyrule- While I would like to say he's in his late teens or early twenties, he doesn't have experience like twilight or time. I think he tries really hard with his gifts. He kinda goes off everyone else so maybe just a little date with some roses.

Legend- lovely hoarder of a man, he's such a loser and I love him so much for it. I think he's a little classy, Roses and chocolates yes. But also gets you a ring. He would take you to Lorule with enough begging.

Wars- Imma make it easy because i don't know much about him yet, So imma say that he gives you his clothes or let's you wear his scarf. Likes your time more then having gifts

Bonus

Fierce deity- He seems to follow you around a bit. He likes your time and your hugs but if he were to give you something it might be a little spirit he has in his pocket (another random headcanon I have)

Dark Link (Dink? idk what his LU name is)- One of those cool skull horses. You know? He would teach you to ride it. He also would give you black roses or get matching outfits.

Ravio- anything you want. It doesn't matter. But he would also get you a stuffed animal.

[lilacsareinbloomagain]

Heyo! May I request platonic yandere chain with reader? But instead of isekai like normal the reader is actually a destructive spirit or deity that was reawakened by either Dark Link or Ganon? Anywhoooo I hope you’re having a great week- mine was filled with exams lmfaooooo

Thanks for requesting anon! I really hope you had good results from those exams!

Notes: My week was okay, thank you for asking!!

I really let out my imagination out on this one, hope you'll like it.

BTW, take this as a part on the back for getting through your week.

I feel like I made the yandereness on this one so light, I'm sorry

-> Reader can't bring themselves to remember anyone's names so just remembers their most striking characteristics in their opinion.

-> It's been a while since I've read the comic, so Time keeping FD's mask on his belt for safety measures (since it's the most dangerous one and he can't lose it) is merely a headcanon of mine.

-> Reader is a menace who has questionable intellect (AKA a chaotic, pyromaniac, destructive entity being forced to be nice to others by the good guys™).

-> I left the end ambiguous, so you guys can decide if reader was either truly tamed or is still a menace who Time has to keep on check so they won't be too cruel on their "pranks".

-> Reader also magically rearranged Time's ocarina so each hole would play different a different sound at some point, so he literally had to re-learn where each note was so that he could go back to playing his songs again.

-> Reader slept for more than Time and Wild both and doesn't know a thing about the Zelda lore other than the Golden goddesses.

TWs: Light platonic yanderism, mention of burns, mentions of fire and arson, mentions of loud noises, basically just reader being an absolute hazard to anyone and everyone.

Platonic yandere! Chain x Reader

Debt to pay.

People from your time used to say that one could sooner move a mountain from it's resting place rather than tame your natural ways.

You wouldn't say you were a deity, per say, you thrived on chaos and setbacks, a living annoyance to the poor living things that breathed the same air as you, and roamed the earth by the same time you did.

It was in your nature to be destructive, yes, but you never wanted destruction, at least not full extinction. The darkness and the light were both two sides of the same rupee, they were one just like the other, beings of both sides would react the exact identical way to having their butts lit on fire. So, of course, you weren't one to pick and choose who you'd go after each day.

Thing is, most people didn't understand that —if anyone at all— so everyone just assumed you were a being of pure darkness, even if you actually saw yourself as more of a dark gray entity from a moral chart perspective.

And that was how you got yourself “killed”, if that's even the right thing to call it.

Somehow, no one seemed to care much when you lit whole villages on fire and made all of the walls of full-on castles start dissing out pure electricity, but they almost dislocated their jaws the moment you decided to do a silly trick and turn all of their lovely goddesses statues upside down for a day.

As if those same goddesses hadn't just ignored all of their prayers in the last hundreds of years you spent freely making their lives miserable.

You were stored in a vase. Not even a cool cool one. A plain clay vase deep within a temple under the ground. If you could choose, you'd have preferred something more majestic and up to the level of your power, but then again, it wasn't like you were in place to say anything in your defense.

Sometimes you just wondered how your small group of worshipers were. They probably weren't the best people out there, if you could say so yourself, but you were still curious if they ended up having similar fates to yours.

A long, long time later, you were "revived", for the same reason you were "killed".

Not the best choice on the part of whoever went through the trouble of doing all that, but who were you to judge? Or even to complain?

From what you could get from the boring evil monologue the guy in front of you was giving after having just woken you up from the longest nap you've ever had —since you couldn't really die— the guy wanted you to aid him in his quest to kill some other guys and take over the world or some boring nefarious plan like that.

You couldn't recall any of the names he just said, though, so you could only guess that you had either slept for a pretty damn long time, or you were in an entirely different world on itself.

Before you could fully decide on one of the two possibilities, the red guy sent you to fight against that group of guys he was talking about, seven men with varying shades of blonde hair along with two guys who weren't blond at all.

Perhaps you could have admired the strength of the red guy's magic, to just bring you out of your sleep like that and already straight up teleport you.

Thing is, you didn't really care enough to do that, you just did whatever you wanted the moment you realized you were fully conscious and in a physical body once again.

Were you chaotic and very much possibly evil? Yes. Were you stupid, however? Kinda No.

So the moment the opportunity presented itself, you followed those guys around, gathering information. Taking notice also of that one shadow looking dude, who was following them around just like you, seemingly with the intention of making their lives hell.

Maybe he'd be an interesting being to interact with, if he wasn't as prickly as a damn cactus. You swore you couldn't even approach the guy without him reacting like a startled cat, pointing his flimsy sword straight to your face. You swore to yourself you'd break that thing in half one of these days.

And so you set your sights fully on the blond —and the not so blond— guys, taking your time to also play around with the villages they went to and toy with the monster camps they passed by.

Of course, you couldn't just ignore the massively ominous aura drifting from the masks that one of the taller blondies carried around. Your hands itched to get a grasp on those things, whatever was sealed inside it was magical and possibly powerful, and the possibilities sent your mind on quite a dangerous frenzy.

The thing that made you a bit disappointed, however, was how long it took for them to notice your presence.

At some point you decided to start giving them some more obvious hints that what was following them wasn't friendly.

They seemed to really like bomb bags, which wasn't exactly safe for them when you could randomly activate those at will.

Also, you couldn't control the rain or storms, of course, but you definitely could attract lightning, especially since they all seemed to enjoy carrying around those identical metal swords.

Sometimes you just liked to pull on their hair and make knots on them, given that some had really long hair.

The wolf guy had a horse, one you could just startle really easily. Although you didn't have the result you wanted, since the wolf guy wasn't sent flying the moment his horse went crazy.

You caught him later, though. Making loud, high pitched noises to absolutely blow away his senses the moment he turned into a wolf to try and chase you down.

The fire that the short guy was using to mend a weapon randomly became overly strong, enough to have burned his whole arm, if he hadn't pulled away quick enough.

The scarf of the other one just one day became a bit too hard around his neck. It's a good thing for him that he was quick enough to pull it off his neck before he suffocated.

You watched as the one with pink hair almost had a breakdown, as all his colorful, shiny little trinkets and accessories having become dulled, turning completely pitch black, no traces of their original colors or magic left.

The kid tried to control the wind, only to have it blown straight back to his face, bringing leaves and sand with it.

You made sure their cook accidentally poured a bit too much pepper in their food, or salt, even sugar, if you felt like it.

The brown haired one suddenly lost control of his magic, what was supposed to heal their wounds ended up dyeing their hair blue for days on end.

That other guy who always overslept felt his pillow being pulled from under his head at random times through his nights.

And the tall guy's masks have all suddenly decided to disappear.

“Okay. Something is going on here. And it's not something natural.” Time sighed, looking around the camp, tired and worried, concerned.

Wild’s hair was an absolute mess and seemed to have caught on fire at some point, Warriors was glaring at his scarf, keeping it as far from his —almost purple— neck as possible. Wind had his hair almost as messy as Wild's, full of leaves and dirt, he was pretty sure there were also some bugs around it, his cheek had a thin cut from a sharp little rock.

Twilight was occupied comforting Epona, although the both of them seemed quite shaken up by something.

Four had some burns around the tips of his fingers, his hair usual blond hair now stained with blue, Hyrule sitting beside him with a frown, bandaging his hands rather than using his healing magic like he normally would.

Sky wasn't far from the two, almost dozing off despite the migraine that had settled behinds his eyes, which were now dotted with heavy bags from sleepless nights. Legend's terrible mood did not seem to disturb his need for a nap.

“Oh, really?” Legend almost growled back, positively fuming with barely contained rage gleaming in his eyes.

“Vet, I am not your enemy here, but once we find out who is doing this, you can direct your anger towards whoever they are.” Time shot a look to the other.

“That is, if it's even a person doing this. It might be some kind of monster.” Warriors commented.

“One thing we're sure of is that there's magic involved in this.” Hyrule spoke up, finished with the bandaging.

“I don't even know why you're so mad, Leg, you were possibly the least affected by this.” Four complained, eyebrows furrowed with stress. Even as a blacksmith, he was never a fan of getting burned, especially not being caught off guard like that!

“Agreed.” Wild was the next to speak, not bothering to brush the soot out of his hair. It wasn't quite the first time he almost been exploded, after all, even though the experience didn't get any better no matter how many times he went through it.

“You're really saying that, even though the kid only got a burst of wind to the face.”

“Ay! Mind your own business, Legend!” Wind sprung up in defense of himself, already looking to be tense prior to the attack, as the two began arguing.

While the group was in quite the mess, you took your chances to go ahead and approach stealthily to attempt to take the mask you were so curious about. Said mask being the last one you hadn't stolen borrowed yet, since the tall guy seemed to have noticed his other masks disappearances and decided to take extra means of protection towards that one.

In your opinion, your risks were all carefully thought out and calculated, however, you seemed to have completely forgotten about a certain wolf guy at the edge of the camp, standing beside his horse and looking straight at you.

You managed to grab the mask from the taller guy's belt! But at what price..?

Before you could even manage to turn around and run away with it, a hand shot out, hooking on the back of the collar of your shirt, pushing you to the ground in a second. And in another second, there was a blade shoved right in front of your face.

Goddammit.

You barely paid any attention to all the yelling, too occupied hugging your newly acquired possession tightly to your chest.

“Hand me that mask. Now.” A voice right behind you demanded, yet you still didn't move.

“No.”

The sword in front of you seemed to inch just slightly closer to your neck.

“At least tell me what it is, first!” You asked, a bit more squirmy, not at all comfortable with the vulnerability you had right now, since it seemed like that long sleep left you with a bit less power than you used to have, clearly a precaution, should you ever gain you body back. It was smart from your captors, but very much annoying for you.

“None of your business, now give me back my mask!” The tall guy —now in front of you— stressed. You could tell that his restlessness was hinting towards just how near he was to the end of his wits.

“If this piece of porcelain is as powerful as it seems, then yes, yes it is my business!”

It wasn't, not really, but you were too curious to just give up on information just like that.

The tall guy went quiet for a second before he finally replied, going with a question instead of actually giving you an answer like you were expecting from him.

“How do you know how powerful it is?”

“None of your business.” You threw his own words back at him and now the dull side of the sword was suddenly pressing up pretty uncomfortably against your skin, burning you. “Okay, fine, I'll tell you.”

And that was how you met the Links, and also how you became chained to them, unable to leave. After all, you did have to pay them back for all that you did to every single one of them.

But, for some reason, that simple dept seemed to only to get bigger the longer you spent time with them, despite the fact you weren't doing anything entirely wrong…

At least, that was the excuse they gave to you, yet something in you made you feel like that wasn't the full truth.

Extra (This happened)

Time: give me back my shit

Reader: nuh-uh

Time: fym nuh-uh

[eternadreeblissa]

Why is he so pretty every time I draw him 🧍‍♀️He may as well be a model or smth as his second job! (Doubt XDD)