thesilentheroxfhyrule

[thesilentheroxfhyrule]

Send ‘Chest Stare’ For the receiving muse to catch the sending muse staring at their chest.

Remember to specify muse for multi-muse blogs!

[thesilentheroxfhyrule]

THERE IS A VIRUS BEING PASSED AROUND DISCORD: IT WILL COME FROM A FRIEND ASKING YOU TO DOWNLOAD AND RATE A GAME THEY'VE BEEN WORKING ON. DO NOT DOWNLOAD IT. THAT FRIEND IS ALREADY A VICTIM.

They came to me impersonating Alex and tried to get me to download their game, I played along for a minute but I knew it wasn't alex because he would have told me if he was building a game with friends for four months. We talk every day. They also did not write like him, either. Big red flags all over. Alex has contacted me on Tumblr and is trying to get his account back. PLEASE PAY ATTENTION TO THE RED FLAGS AND DO NOT DOANLOAD ANYTHING YOU'RE ASKED TO OVER DISCORD.

[thesilentheroxfhyrule]

What Color is your Love?

Orange; love as a home

You are the laughter bouncing off the walls of your friends apartment. Loving you is like loving a lifelong best friend. You naturally put people at ease, the warm summer breeze that sweeps through the screen door and carries the scent of freshly cut grass, heat, and a summer BBQ. Love is laughter, love is your medicine.

Tagged by: @wintersovereign

Tagging: I already tagged everybody I wanted to in the other one I did FOR YOU JESS. XD <3 But if you see this and want to do it, feel free to steal it from me!!

[thesilentheroxfhyrule]

Send "bottled up" for a starter where my muse is a tiny person inside a glass bottle.

Send "in a bottle" for your muse to be the tiny person inside a bottle.

[thesilentheroxfhyrule]

@hyruleisforever99

As a pet name Zelda will most certainly call Link. " sleepy headed hero" of course which is a reference to him constantly sleeping in before destiny found them both and how she was always the one waking him up.

He blinks.

Then tilts his head.

"Come on. I don't sleep that much!!" He grinned at her somewhat playfully, then gave Zelda a soft little wink.

[thesilentheroxfhyrule]

Elsa would call him 'hero' in a playful, affectionate tone the way he calls her princess.

There is absolutely no hesitation in Link's smile as Elsa calls him 'hero' in that playful, affectionate tone of hers.

"Cute princess. Cute." It's clear he's enjoying the banter and the way she talks to him.

[thesilentheroxfhyrule]

Send in pet names that your muse would use for mine.

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Link had taken the map and begun studying it intently as Elsa was looking at all the rest of the contents of the box that had been left to her. However, when she addressed him, suggesting that they find all of the passages throughout the castle that led to secret exits and make their own map, Link gave her an adorable little grin.

"Adventure?" He asked playfully, looking almost boyish in his intense joy over the mere concept of enjoying a day of adventure with his Princess. Then he stopped to listen to her talk about her younger sister - who had once been convinced the secret passages were haunted by a phantom - and covered the entrance to the tunnel in their nursery with a chair. The thought made Link laugh aloud, looking even more boyish for a moment than even that little grin had made him seem.

"Cute." He replied to her story, nodding at the Princess before looking down at the map in his hands and then holding it out to her with a much softer smile.

"Then... adventure!" He suggested warmly, excitedly.

"Oh, sure," she nods in answer. His words still lingering in her mind. Her father knew her path as queen would be a difficult one and he had poured so much love into making sure she was taken care of. It was all here. From journals full of his words to guide her to documents protecting her and Anna from being forced into arranged marriages like he almost had been. It seemed her father had thought of every contingency possible. The realization brings a hint of a smile to her face.

"You know, there are passages throughout the castle walls that lead to secret exits. they probably aren't on that map. Only a few people even know about them. Myself, Anna, Lord Peterssen, Kai, Gerda, and the General. Maybe you and I could find them all and make our own map." It's so rare she even leaves her room and here she is planning a side quest with her bodyguard. It felt so clandestine. "When we were little, Anna was convinced they were haunted by a phantom. She convinced me to sneak into the tunnel in our nursery once, but we got scared and covered the entrance with a chair." She giggles at the memory.

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He watched her as she finally began to open the box, her emotions beginning to overwhelm her in the moment. Link watched her, stepping a little bit closer, moving to put a hand on her elbow as she clutched the leatherbound journal that she had removed from the box into her chest. Tears pooled in her eyes, and then he looked down into the box to see all of the documents, maps, and personal effects. Her father had certainly thought about things ahead of time, worried that something might happen to him, and given her so much of himself to make sure she had something to remember him by.

"Everything..." Link said softly in response, then he moved and pulled her arm to hug her once more. Something she needed more than anything else.

"Wanted... to take care of you." Link said lightly, and then he reached down to pull out one of the maps that was inside of the box. The map he had pulled out what a nice map of Arendelle's boundaries.

"Study?" He asked, pointing to his chest, a cue that he wanted to borrow the map to study it so that he could understand Arendelle better than he already did.

Elsa looked at him and smiled. Link was a very quiet person. Something she had found odd when she first saw that he rarely spoke to anyone, but whenever he does speak, she is learning, that his words are meaningful. His dutiful silence is something she is starting to admire.

"Thank you," she replies in an almost whisper, her gaze lingering on him for a moment before she returns her focus to the box and slowly opens it. Her emotions started to overwhelm her. A cold mist came off of her hands. Elsa had thought she was ready to see the contents of her box but looking at it now, she supposed she would never truly be ready to read her father's final words to her. She picked up a leatherbound journal and clutched it against her chest, tears pooling in her eyes.

There were other things for her along with that precious journal. documents, maps, personal effects, and even a bottle of his cologne. Looking at all of it gave her the eerie feeling he knew he might not come home. A few tears escaped her. "He thought of everything," she spoke in a crackling voice.

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Again, Link took to simply listening to Elsa. Her soft ramblings and intent thought process. She was very smart, that much was certain. That sort of thing made Link proud to be her guard. Especially in keeping her cool about how if she had come from somewhere magical things happened often, they might seem as normal as crossing a dog and giving it a quick pat atop the head.

Link gave her a few nods as she spoke, and seemed quite interested when she talked about the rock trolls. But it was in her telling Link that he was the first and only person who knew about her powers besides the most important people in this palace that had to know her secret that Link found his truest pleasure.

His smile brightened immediately as Link followed her over to the vanity where she had put down that box her father had given her. Truthfully, Link was also as curious as they came about what might be inside the box that she was preparing to open. However, she began to speak again, about how she only had two years to prepare for her coronation as Queen of Arendelle and didn't feel like she had enough time to even remotely prepare and was hoping that whatever was inside of this box, might be some of her father's wisdom that she could rely on to help her make the man proud.

"You.... be proud." Link began, though that didn't necessarily sound right to his ears. And yet...

"I suppose if I came from somewhere that magical things happened all the time they might seem completely normal and not magical at all," she reasoned. That thought gave her comfort. "Magical things don't often happen in Arendelle. Other than myself the only others I know of who even have magic are the rock trolls. You're the only one who knows about me, you know, other than Lord Peterssen, Kai, and Gerda and that's because they have to. I haven't had someone I could talk to like this since ...ever." The grandfather clock chimed to mark the hour and reminded Elsa that she had gone into her father's office to retrieve her box for a reason. She stood up and walked to her vanity where she had set it down.

"My coronation is in two years and that doesn't feel like enough time to prepare. I'm hoping my father left me some of his wisdom in this box. I just want to make him proud. To be as good a ruler as he was. My grandfather passed away when he was young, too, younger than me."

[thesilentheroxfhyrule]

"No need to be afraid." Link said when she questioned him. It was true, indeed, that her magic could be fatal to those who didn't know anything about it - which, technically that number did include him - but Link was one of few people who had absolute faith in himself and in his abilities. He was fairly certain that he could protect himself. Plus, Link had met a dragon that could flood a whole forest - nothing flat - while also putting up a barrier that would cause all that water to remain exactly where it was. Forming a huge pool where none had been before.

Plus, Link had the Master Sword. Not to mention a significant stock of other items that would allow him to keep himself safe should he ever need them.

Although, magic was technically something that he had seen before, if one truly did feel that what he had seen could be called 'magic' in the truest sense of the word. But... he really didn't have the time or the capacity to elaborate on that.

"Seen stuff before. Could be magic." He nodded concisely.

Elsa watched him gesture and struggle through speaking her language. She wished she knew his so communicating might be easier for him.

"Getting to know each other, yes." She smiles and nods in response, her mood slowly improving. "So you left home to train as a knight and this is your first post or do you have other experience ---that's a silly question. Of course, you do. Lord Peterssen wouldn't have given you the position if you didn't." She furrows her brow momentarily, lips pursed before she asks what she wants to know the most.

"When you saw my magic you weren't afraid? I saw you. You didn't flinch. either you've trained extensively to remain calm in a crisis or you've seen magic before." She wonders if there are others out there like her. Maybe she's only different and out of place here but somewhere else she might fit right in. Normal. Just like everyone else.

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There was another soft nod from him as she asked if Link was from Hyrule.

"Yes." He told her, his answer fairly monosyllabic, though that was entirely because he was still so new to the language they were speaking. Elsa told him how her mother had told her many stories about Hyrule and how it was a land full of magic and wonder, with many islands in the sky. The only problem was how to actually express to her what he wanted to say in his broken speech.

"Left..." He said for a moment, before then turning his head aside to think for a moment. "Left because... training." And then he nodded succinctly.

"Training and... protect others." He elaborated in his broken Arendellian, before then listening to her apologize for prying. Ah! So that was the way that word sounded! Link shook his head after she had apologized and finished speaking.

"Not prying. Getting to know!" He brought up one of his hands, the hand lying flat in the air with the palm-side up before he moved the hand back and forth between the two of them. "Getting to know." He said again, a soft smile on his face as the two of them 'spoke' with each other.

"Link," she repeats his name, a smile tugging the corner of her mouth. "And you're from Hyrule, right? That's quite far, across the sea. My mother told me stories about Hyrule. She said it's a land full of magic and wonder with islands in the sky." While they talked Elsa gestured for him to follow her out of the office. She closed the door behind them, briefly pursing her lips before continuing on to her own chambers. "It always sounded so beautiful. May I ask why you left?"

She opened the door to her room and, carefully set her box on the dresser and then sat on the edge of her bed, looking at Link with an eagerness to learn more about him. "I'm sorry for prying. It's just that we are strangers and you're protecting me, and after the hug and seeing my magic maybe, we should learn more about each other. I haven't had anyone else to talk to in a long time. Perhaps I'm coming off too eager."

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Link merely listened as she told him that she missed her parents so much. That she wasn't ready to become Queen without her parents by her side to guide her through. And that it wasn't fair that she had to do this alone. Her eyes were red and there were frosty tearstains on her cheeks from both her crying and her out-of-control powers. And then she began to speak again, and he continued to listen to her.

The fact that no one knew about her magic and how it wasn't safe... that she didn't want to hurt anyone.

Her pulling away from anyone and everyone who tried to touch her made so much more sense now. Finally, though, she pulled away from him and sank down to the floor before drawing her knees to her chest. Taking a deep breath, he came to one knee before her and reached a hand up to lightly stroke one knuckle against her cheek and brush away her tears. She asked if Link was afraid of her.

"No."

It was one of the few words that he knew in her language. And then she continued on with speaking, telling him that her father wasn't afraid of her, either. That he always tried to soothe her when she got upset, but she always pushed her father away because she was afraid of hurting him like-... and then she cut herself off. He had heard of the way that she and her younger sister - the Princess Anna - had been separated at young ages, and now that made some sense, too. Because of her powers, likely, she had hurt the younger princess, and that was why she was so afraid of hurting anyone and everyone else in the world. Though she had already distracted herself, clearing her throat and telling him that they shouldn't make a habit of the touching. That it was dangerous and nodded as if to convince herself that it was the absolute correct choice. Which made Link chuckle to himself softly before he watched her rise to her feet like the most graceful of beauties to ever allow this world the pleasure of her countenance. She thanked him for helping her to calm down, and Link stood carefully, bowing at the waist with his arm before his chest, the greatest of respect for her.

"Link." He told her when she asked for his name after having been 'intimate' with him.

Elsa tensed as he touched her and opened his arm. Her eyes searched his face and found something in them she couldn't deny she needed. She fell into his arms and allowed herself to be comforted for the first time in a decade. "I miss them so much," she confessed through sobs that shook her torso. "I'm not ready to do this alone. I don't know how to be Queen without them here to guide me. It's not fair I have to do this alone." She looked up at him then, her eyes red and frosty tearstains on her cheeks.

"No one knows about this ...this magic I have. It's not safe. They won't understand it." The snow falling indoors further illustrated her lack of control. "I don't want to hurt anyone," she says as she slowly pulls away from his comforting embrace and sinks to the floor, drawing her knees to her chest. "You're not afraid of me?" she asks, looking at him with a confused frown. "My father wasn't afraid either. He used to try to soothe me when I got upset but I always pushed him away because I was afraid of hurting him the way I hurt--" She stops herself from speaking and clears her throat. "We can't make this a habit, the touching. It's not safe." She nods as if to convince herself this was the right choice.

Elsa looked around the room at the ice and snow her grief caused and let out a deep sigh, rising to her feet again and dusting the snow off the ornate box. She picked it up and held it against her chest. "Thank you ...for helping me calm down. I suppose I can't loathe your presence now," she cracked a smile at him. "I should probably learn your name after being intimate with you."

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Continued from here.

Her grief was palpable in the very room.

Ice and frost creeping across the floors and up the windows.

His breath fogged as everything began to grow cool with the chill of her grieving figure.

Now, Link was still relatively new in Arendelle and still barely spoke the language here. He understood it enough when it was spoken to him that he could take in the words and know what they meant. But he still spoke in broken sentences for the most part.

Instead of words, the guard merely stepped closer and gently pressed a large, comforting hand onto the slender woman's shoulders.

He knew she hated touch.

Usually recoiled from anyone and everyone who tried.

But, in this small moment, she was distracted... weak with her grief; understandably so. He would probably be in much the same predicament had he lost someone in such a way as she had. Especially someone like his parents... though Link didn't even remember his. They'd been gone longer than he could remember. Still... he remembered Zelda's father, the director of the Skyloft Academy for Loftwing Knights. He remembered the respect he held for the man... and she had likely loved and respected her father so very deeply. Especially considering how she talked about him... how she said that he was supposed to be here.

She missed her father.

Gently, Link brought the young Princess closer with calloused fingertips guiding her elbow towards him as he gave her a soft, reassuring smile... and then made to wrap his arms around her in a hug that he expected her to push away from.

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Always a step behind.

Always quiet and out of her way.

And always paying attention to her every need.

When she muttered out the words "I can't do this", he was already prepared to do what she could not. And when she asked him if he could open the door for her because her gloves were too slippery, the only thing he did was softly nod with respect to her. And then he stepped past her, as silent as ever before and took hold of the door handle to open. Once he had the door open, he turned to look at the Princess - soon-to-be Queen - with a small smile as he gestured to the door and then backed away from it to give her the space and freedom to walk through on her own. At least he tried not to be super intrusive to her life, despite that he was always there with her.

Gloved hands wrung together nervously at Elsa's waist as she stood in front of her father's study. Her lip trembled, tears threatening to escape her careful control as she fought the memory of the last time she walked through those doors flooding her. Becoming queen was a lifetime away back then. She had spent a lot of time in that room over the years admiring the dark shelves lined with books from floor to ceiling. Her father was always reading and left several books open on his desk. She remembered one in particular filled with runes and illustrations of little trolls. She had longed to know what he was studying.

Her hand reached for the door handle. It shook so much she yanked it back against her torso. "I can't do this," she muttered, a few tears escaped and turned to frost on her cheeks that she was quick to wipe away as she remembered she wasn't alone in this hallway. He was there. He was always there. The knight assigned as her personal guard was never more than a few feet away. For someone used to being alone, his presence was becoming suffocating.

"I don't suppose you could ...open the door for me?" she asks, glancing over to where he stood. "My gloves are too slippery," she lied.

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[thesilentheroxfhyrule]

☯: Pet Peeve Headcanon

If we're being honest, Link doesn't particularly have anything that bugs him enough to be considered a large pet peeve. Not a lot really bugs him. There's nothing super in particular that comes to mind that he can think of in his life that he has considered irritating enough to be a pet peeve.

Maybe that makes him patient as a saint or maybe it just makes him oblivious, who knows?

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☾: Sleep Headcanon

Dependent of the situation at hand, Link either falls to sleep very quickly and stays asleep very deeply, or he falls asleep very slowly and sleeps very lightly. This shows itself much more readily when Link is in a town. If you accompany him on a journey outside of a big city or settlement, Link will take ages to properly fall asleep, and will be prone to startling awake very easily at even the softest sounds. But if he's staying in a city or settlement where there are high walls and lots of people, he will fall asleep in a near-instant and will stay asleep until he's fully rested.

This, obviously, stems from having to defend himself against monsters when out in the wilds.