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skyward-floored · 1 year

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The other day I decided that since I’m in the middle of writing a very long continuation to this whumptober fic here, I wanted to rewrite the original since I think my writing has improved a good deal since then. It was a nice exercise, and fun to tidy up something I wasn’t able to spend much time on initially :) I like it a lot better now lol. Enjoy!

(The original prompts for this were presumed dead, blind rage, and tears)

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They can’t find Time and Legend.

Nine heroes step through the portal but only seven come out, Hyrule the last to emerge. Time and Legend should be right behind him, but the portal slips away with an unsteady fizz the moment the traveler stumbles through, no sign of them in sight.

Hyrule falls to the ground with a short gasp, and Four lurches back to just barely catch the traveler, eyes going wide as he finds Hyrule is shaking. Violently.

“S-something was wrong...” he chokes out as he clutches at Four’s sleeve, then falls unconscious.

That was more then three days ago.

There’s been no sign of them.

Their group continues on through the wilderness, holding out hope that maybe Time and Legend were simply thrown in a different spot and they’ve merely been separated. Hyrule is unable to tell them much about what had happened, his confusion obvious, and the mood is grim as they continue to search.

They soon reach a fork in the path they’ve been following, and while Warriors and Twilight argue about which direction to head in, Four hangs back a bit and looks for minish to ask if they’ve seen anyone matching Time or Legend’s description. If anyone would know of their whereabouts, it would be them.

He hasn’t been looking long when Wind suddenly lets out a startled cry from behind him, and Four hears several swords escape their scabbards.

He turns around in the act of unsheathing his own blade, and feels his stomach drop as he sees Dark Link himself appear, an unconcerned smile on his lips.

Multiple arrows and various other projectiles instantaneously whizz towards the shadow, aimed directly for his heart. But they fall harmlessly against a faint red shield that winks into existence, Dark Link unharmed. Hyrule then lunges forwards and slashes at the shield, but is tossed backwards with a shout, crashing into an unfortunate Sky. The rest of the heroes level their swords, but hang back, warily eyeing the barrier.

The Shadow tsks and narrows his eyes as they stand there, that same unnervingly familiar smile on his face.

“Really? Is that all you’ve got?” he chuckles.

“Lower that shield coward, and we’ll give you a fight!” yells Wind, and rest of the heroes shout in agreement.

Dark blinks at them coolly, and his shield grows brighter.

“You heroes are so quick to violence,” he says with an eye roll, examining a nail as Wild snaps off three bomb arrows and they all explode harmlessly against his shield. “I mean really. I merely came here to give you a little information about your missing friends.”

If it was possible for the heroes to become more tense, then they did so now, hands tightly gripping hilts, shields held higher.

“Where are they,” Twilight demands, stormy eyes churning with anger.

Dark Link taps a hand to his chin, meeting the gaze of each of them as he scans the clearing. Four feels as if there’s a rock in his stomach as red eyes that are much too similar to someone else’s meet his own blue-grays, amusement in their shine.

He feels only minutely better when they move on.

“I really couldn’t say for sure...” Dark drawls, pulling something from behind his back. He throws the items on the ground in front of him with a smirk, and someone gasps. “...but if I had to guess, probably the Sacred Realm by now.”

Four leans around to get a better view, but once he sees what the Shadow has dropped, the rock in his stomach turns to ice.

Lying in the grass is Legend’s distinctive blue cap, ripped and stained with bright splots of red. His bracelet lies next to it, as well as a couple of rings Four knows belong to the veteran. A few inches away lies Time’s wedding band, so slick with blood he can barely identify it. Their swords join the pile, also stained with an unhealthy amount of red, and the last item to land is a pale, creamy-colored ocarina.

Legend would never part with his rings or cap willingly, and that goes tenfold for Time’s ring. Four doesn’t know which of them the ocarina belongs to, but the fact that he’s never seen it probably alludes to its importance.

The implications of Dark Link having all of these items is grim, and Four feels a multitude of emotions swirl to life in his head. They’d already begun to lose hope, but this...

Dark begins to speak again and Four has to consciously shove the emotions in his mind back so he can focus on what he’s saying.

“—portal blew them to bits almost instantly,” the Shadow continues, flicking a bit of dirt from his tunic. “I honestly thought it would take more then a bit of dark magic to take down your two most experienced members, but apparently not.”

He shrugs.

“Ah well. They’re dead now. I suppose it doesn’t matter.”

“You’re lying!” spits Hyrule, with more venom then Four has ever heard from him.

He turns in surprise, and watches with the others as Sky has to physically hold him back from charging at the magical shield again.

“Your magic could never defeat either of them! They’re some of the greatest heroes in the world, and you’re just a coward who refuses to fight us head-on!” Hyrule shouts. “Your magic could never— they can’t be!”

Four watches as Sky tightly grips Hyrule, the younger hero’s eyes bright with angry denial, the older’s dark with worry.

“How do we even know they’re actually dead?” says Wild with narrowed eyes. “You could’ve just stolen their stuff and covered it in blood. Told your dumb portal to spit them somewhere far away from us. We wouldn’t know the difference.”

They all turn to look at the champion, his logic giving them hope. But Dark Link’s eyes flash cruelly, and he grins at Wild.

“Believe me when I say this, little heroes,” he states. “The Hero of Time and the Hero of Legend are dead. My usual portal magic was tampered with, and the resulting whiplash killed them almost instantly.” He glances back at the traveler, still struggling. “But you probably already had a feeling that’s what happened, didn’t you Hero of Hyrule?”

Hyrule stills, and doesn’t meet the Shadow’s eyes, staring at the ground from where he’s bundled in Sky’s arms still.

“Go on, tell them!” laughs Dark Link. “Tell them about how when you went through you only saved yourself, how your magic was too weak to do more!”

Hyrule slumps in Sky’s grip, the anger suddenly gone as his face pales. Four tries to catch his eye, but his head is lowered too far. Dark Link leans closer, and his voice drips with false sympathy.

“I’m sure the Hero of Legend would be so proud,” their Shadow says softly.

Dark Link then smirks over at Twilight, the rancher glowering with anger and terror that’s been growing progressively brighter the longer the Shadow speaks.

“Pity about your mentor as well. He carried quite a few regrets I hear.”

The rancher goes very still, and tenses up even more tightly than before, looking like he’s about ready to either break down into cries or kill a man. Four has a feeling it’s going to be the latter when he lets out an honest-to-goodness snarl.

“That’s enough,” Warriors snaps, face stony. Wind stands next to him, gaze surprisingly level despite everything going on.

“Why are you telling us this?” asks the sailor, voice angry. “Did you just come to gloat?”

Dark Link shrugs. “Maybe I felt like returning your friend’s things out of the kindness of my heart.” Four scoffs along with Warriors at that. “Or maybe I just wanted to be the one to tell you what happened. Maybe I’m just as confused as you are as to what truly happened!”

He shrugs again.

“Either way, you all are extremely fortunate I can’t replicate the magic right now or I would kill you all where you stand,” he sighs, shaking his head. “A pity. But I suppose two in one fell swoop is nothing to scoff at... especially since it wasn’t even my fault.”

He looks directly at Hyrule, then laughs.

“Farewell heroes!”

One last grin shows on his face before he simply disappears with a small flicker of darkness, magic shield and all.

They stare in shocked silence a moment before Twilight lets out a wordless yell and sinks to his knees, eyes squeezed tightly shut. Silence reigns for several beats, then Hyrule sniffles and Twilight’s eyes crack open. The others turn to look at the traveler, still looking oddly subdued, and Sky pats his shoulder.

“I tried,” Hyrule says, voice thick. “I tried to save them, but I— it took me by surprise, and the magic hurt, and I couldn’t focus enough, there was too much... I thought they were just being pulled somewhere else, and I could only manage enough to get myself through, I didn’t think they were de—”

His voice cracks and he shakes his head.

“I’m so sorry.”

Twilight closes his eyes again and nods wearily, understanding on his face.

“It’s alright ‘rule,” he whispers, voice grieved. “You did what you could.”

Hyrule goes silent, and Sky gives him a hug as Wild begins to speak to Twilight. Four can’t seem to focus on the words, and he watches dully as Warriors goes over to the discarded items on the ground, and begins to clean the blood off. Wind joins him, a hand fisted tightly in his scarf while the other helps him collect the items, but Four doesn’t move from where he’s standing, thoughts whirling so hard he can’t move.

They should figure out what just happened and plan their next steps, but they... they need to wait. The shock is setting in, and they all need to wait to discuss whatever it was that just happened. They need to grieve.

Four lets out a slow, even breath.

They’re really dead.

He sits down heavily on a rock, head swirling with so many emotions that he can only barely hold himself back from grabbing his sword and splitting right then and there.

A tear slips down his cheek as he tries to sort through the stream of consciousness thundering through his mind, fire roaring, ocean crashing, rocks slamming together, with a hurricane at the center of it all. Someone says something close by him but Four can’t reply, afraid if he speaks it’ll come out as a sob.

Legend and Time, both gone. And because of... what even? A portal gone bad? Dark Link’s magic?

Both?

He’s still not sure, and the confusion and emotion and shock all make him feel like he’s going to throw up.

Four’s head falls into his hands, and his shoulders shake as he squeezes his eyes shut, barely aware of the hand that settles on his arm.

They’re really gone.

(...)

Ages away, Dark Link appears in a murky room with a faint flash of magic.

One of the room’s occupants raises his head, the other lying unconscious nearby. His eye is trained steadily at the Shadow as he stalks closer, expression not changing even when a clawed hand grabs his bloodied chin.

“Your little protégé was quite devastated to hear about your death,” Dark states, flicking a bit of dried blood off the man’s face.

Time doesn’t reply.

Dark Link smirks and drops his chin.

“Not in the mood for conversation? Well there’ll be plenty of time for that later.”

He grins, though it’s barely visible in the low light, and the Shadow disappears from the cell once again. Time pulls Legend closer once he’s gone, Dark Link’s parting message ringing in his ears and sending a curl of dread up his spine.

“Now that your companions believe you to be dead... we have all the time in the world.”

#wheeee hee hee #linkeduniverse #linked universe #linked universe fanfiction #tw blood #lu four #lu dark link #lu hyrule #lu time #lu legend #lu chain #all the links #writing from the floor #ohhh I can’t wait until I finish the continuation for this #14086 words and counting 😏

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strangermarvelss · 10 months

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i may or may not have started writing an idea i had last night during zooted sava hours and may or may not be trying to get it out to y’all soon.

#i’ll leave it vague #but i like the idea and already can’t wait to continue writing it #but now i have to work whomp whomp #talking with sava

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newervegas · 3 months

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okok sleep deprived BUUT i think i have the j//jk verse figured out so far!!!!!!

three clowns atm!! shiori (g*ojo), minako (t*oji + ch*oso) and kanna (n*anami) !!!!!!! 🌸💕

minako is g/ojos older sister (by a few years she graduated college and was in her first year as a teacher in ye olde flashback era of when g*ojo and besties were in school) she was married and thus and still into today she uses her late spouses surname mizuhara.

shiori is either n//aoyas twin but they weren’t really close as kids and aren’t close now so there isn’t much to that?? (or maybe they were but now its strained due to yk succession who gets to be heir i am not quite sure about that yet!! oo it would give s//uccesiion but make it j//jk OO!!!!!) ORR she’s the older sib of m*ai and m*aki?? and still candidate of heir (?) in that as well?)

BUT ANYWAY..!!!! she was an old classmate of g/ojo and the besties (was maybe in either his year or n/anami and kannas year?) AND BESTEST BUDS. its giving childhood sweethearts to lovers yk? CUUTE.

fast forward t*oji passes….ish. right she and him after they grad they raise her nephew together (he even has a room at her apartment they’ve been SUUPER married but never got together what gives yk?? ILL EXPLAIN 💀) so her career skyrocketed (as an actress?? model? both????) and so things got busy BUUT like they’ve baaasically been living together and raising two youngins (minako and t*oji have a daughter aya <3) they hang out like ALL THE TIME……. and yet not married 💀

(but i mean thats not to say they’ll never yk *giggles* shes taking a year off of to help out and support m*egumi at his first year with goj 🥀🤧 SUPER MARRIED PARENTS!!) theyve alsoo been very invested the last decade or so with getting two of their besties together ever since n*anami said he was interested in her since like forever and never told them about it but swore to never tell her about it so theyve been trying to subtly *wheeze* set them up 🥀🤡

WHICH LEADS ME TO KANNAAA so she’s the granddaughter to the principal of the k*yoto campus and she transferred to tokyo so not to have the rep as “principals kid” (she still did alas 💀✨🤧) and possibly get special treatment bc shes related to one of the administrators. her curse technique she uses (its like c*assia in r*ogue trader-ish seeing emotions, curses and resonances as colors and swipes of paint and swipes of a paintbrush !!) and its helpful as she is a psychotherapist these days for sorcerers !!!!!!! 🌸 very much on the outside cool and collected “has her stuff together.” meanwhile that mask hides behind a hot mess teehee <3 also parties a lot chronic partner drags shiori to all of her after parties and galas and suggests kanna “tags along” so she can party 🥀😌 the girls are thriving!!!!!!!!

she didn’t think anything of nan and in fact likely didn’t even know he existed let alone has had a childhood harbored crush on her 🥀💀 ……. and then they reunite when they’re set up together in ep9 TEEHEE (everyone (g*ojo and shiori) cheers they’re brains for suggesting she aid them HUUUGE) she had planned only to be there for the exchange event and then go back to things buuuut teehee n*anami like kanna fell HARD (everyone’s thrilled especially g*ojo and shiori ndjxxh) and thus decided to take a transfer to be in t*okyo HEHE.

SO GOLDFISH BRAIN their curses!! minako (dream walking/weaving), shiori (pied piper if i make her an actress she doesn’t do musicals or play instruments UNLESS there’s curses in her midst bc she can control them and people in the vicinity with her ability (like meat puppets 🥀🤧 BUUT if i made her a model people already would expect her not to sing so i mean it would be convenient??) and kanna was listed earlier!!

(also when g*ojo and shiori finally DO get together everyone was like ????? we thought you both already were?? and they were like 🥀🧍‍♀️🧍👁️✨😶🫨)

BONUS TRACK VERSION: so nan and kan begin as more of a fwb but it doesn’t last im thinking bc teehee <3 BUUT not before shiori stopped by kans place for something and noticed…… something of nanamis there 🥀💀 (like a tie or jacket of his or something yk?) BUT THE WAY SHIO BOLTSSSS TO DELIVER THE NEWS very had to be ✨ so normal ✨ around them lest ye aforementioned parties are made aware that they know 🌸💕🫨🥴

#leg.txt #t: personal musings #i am so sorry if this makes no sense dkxjxhgc i haven’t gone to sleep and it’s 7 am 💀) ANYWAY i hope y’all are well!!!!!! 🌸💕#*its 8 am now *wheeze* leg go to sleep challenge (impossible) the saga continues 🥀🤡#veery trying to keep it vague xkxhhxh since i think im a bit over halfway thru s1 #and like yk this all could SUUPER change yk?? (alsoo i can’t wait to dev minako and c*hoso once i meet him they’re gonna be the cutest AHH)#alsoo jess i may beeline to the ye olde messages bc i have hyperfixation bad rn 🥀🤧😌✨☺️ binge watching it and feeling normal rn!! <3 #ill go into a lore thingy on minakos new lore later !!!!!! leg need nap *wheeze* 🥀🤧🥴✨#but like in short toj they meet she went on a date to tell him she’s married its dropped #SUBSEQUENTLY he’s given an assignment interestingly to zero her man and the immediate family #(she had to grade an assignment that night where her students wrote their own plays!!)#i mean in his mind even with his profession he’s the tiniest wee bit grateful she wasn’t attending that night 🌸💕☺️😵‍💫#something something in love with the mark trope I LOVE SYMBOLISM!!!!!!!#and like her and goj were SUUPER close until he passed then she never really wanted to see him or speak to him again #leg returning to their v//tm era while also needing to write that w//itcher fic and other things 🥀🥴 but!! we are creating though yay!!!!!!!#that is a BOTCHED summary of things for minakotoj if i ever saw one kdjxhxhx 🥀🤧

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etherealising · 3 months

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pls dont block me hahaha im in my late 20s 🫶

i laughed so hard at this and i don’t even know why, but thank you so much for actually letting me know. you are definitely safe from my block list love. i hope you’re having a great day/night/life 🫶🏽🤍

#i do appreciate you taking the time to inform me!#makes me feel better that someone is actually paying attention to post other than the fic im writing #can’t wait to continue sharing aiekoy with you!!!#vee answers °•. ✿ .•°#all i ever knew only you ₊‧°𐐪♡𐑂°‧₊

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monsterbananatv · 4 months

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It’s still unreal to me all the love and support I’ve gotten on the things I created this year. To think so many of you like the words I write is just wow, I don’t even have words.

I only started writing fics this year. For as long as I can remember I’ve been writing silly little stories but I’ve never shared them before, but then after falling in love with Lockwood and Co I got pulled into the word of fics and I am forever grateful I did. I’ve met some of the loveliest people I could ever know and wrote things I didn’t think I could.

I wrote 13 fics this year, 2 of them in collaboration with some of my favourite people and authors. From my first fic to my latest fic I think I’ve improved a lot in my writing and my confidence in my writing ability, and I hope to continue to improve the more I write and the more I create.

I’d like to thank you all for all of your kind words and support. Every comment I get holds a special place in my heart so thank you so much for leaving them. Thank you for reading my words, you really made my 2023 worth it <3

So heres to the things we made in 2023 and for what exciting things are to come in 2024!!!

#sorry for being all sappy but I can’t help it #I truly mean what I said #this has been unreal to me #and I can’t wait to continue to share my writing in the new year #fic writer #love you all #thank you again #lockwood and co #<3

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whumpacabra · 1 year

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Day 20 - Knife Wound

Knife wound, blood loss, blood transfusion, IV use, stitches, dubious medical accuracy

[Directly follows Can't Stay Awake]

Most people are surprisingly ignorant to what death smells like. Even the sharp scent of blood cutting through the air like a knife didn’t draw any attention from the people passing on the street.

Ghost counted his blessings as he shrugged on a neon yellow work vest and hopped out the van to unlock (pick) the construction site gate lock.

The yellow shuddered office building was incomplete, wrapped in Tyvek and tarps. No one was on site; it was late in the evening and the workers had left for the day. Those that were none the wiser to their employer’s demise at least.

Parking the van by the entrance, Ghost slowly stepped through the threshold. One hand held a small lunch cooler, the other hovered over the hidden pistol at his hip.

The air was thick and coppery, damp from the chill of autumn. The building had no doors or windows yet - everything was shrouded in plastic and dusted in plaster.

No footsteps, the only sound in the building besides his own breathing was the gentle wind. He had to find them soon. They didn’t pick up when he called them last.

That wasn’t a good sign.

He dialed their number again, listening to the gutted building as a dull, distant vibration thrummed through the thin walls.

It was a bloodbath, but that was expected from the smell. The men who had bled out were long cold, skin waxy with that gray shade of death. RJ had been very efficient, if not a bit brutal in their execution.

Speaking of the young hitman, they were propped against the wall, white dry wall painted red in their blood. Their chest rose with shallow breaths, pulse slow.

Alive. For now.

Setting up an IV line and propping up a blood bag from the cooler, he gently cut away their shirt to get a clearer view of the injury.

Ghost wrinkled his nose at the grizzly wound - RJ had done more damage than they knew by ripping that serrated knife out so carelessly. But the worst of the bleeding had stopped, and from the look of it the exposed bone and tendon hadn’t been badly damaged.

If they were, that would be RJ’s problem to bring up with a proper surgeon on their own payroll.

He closed up the wound with well practiced stitches, somewhat thankful they weren’t awake. They wouldn’t cry or fight the needle, but a part of him hated how well they masked their pain.

They were beginning to come to as he packed away the medical supplies, their blood bag almost run dry. He removed the IV - if they were conscious now, they could wait until they got home if they needed more.

“Hey.” Their voice was groggy, rough and unfiltered by their lighter, performative register.

“Hey.” Ghost echoed, letting their half lidded eyes glide over the room before meeting his steady gaze. “Ready to go?”

“Yup.” They leaned forward, wincing as he held out the cooler to them.

“Carry this.”

They nodded, reaching out with their left hand to grip the handle and tucking their legs in preparation to stand. Ghost rolled his eyes at their clenched jaw and hardened brow line. Even after all this time, they saw every interaction as a test. He scooped them up in his arms, ignoring their yelp of surprise.

“You good?”

They gave him a nearly imperceptible nod, cradling the cooler on their stomach. He started the walk to the van, a film of nostalgia obscuring his thoughts.

He remembered carrying them like this when he first found them. They were several times heavier than they were then, skeletal frame now padded in dense muscle. They were taller too - a bit at least - and he had to be cautious of their legs when maneuvering through doorways.

It was their eyes that frightened him now. Dull and fluttering with sleep, nothing like the piercing gaze they once regarded him with. He was no longer a threat to be surveyed with suspicion and spite; they trusted him completely.

There were few things as dangerous as trust in this business.

[Meet David]

(Part of my Freelancers: Changing Tides series)

#whump #febuwhump #febuwhump2023 #knife wound #blood loss #blood transfusion #transfusions #freelancers #a direct continuation of an earlier piece from this prompt list - I’ve got a few of those the last few prompts #biting my hands bc I can’t write more abt RJs backstory bc it doesn’t line up w the febuwhump prompts #wait. yes it do. someone remind me to swap out what I wrote for tomorrow

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