#oasisborn

[guideoftime]

▴ — @oasisborn ;; Sheik & Nalya cont.

   It was a pretty ridiculous thing to say, and she probably wouldn’t believe him if he told her where he had heard it from. He has a few other ridiculous things under his belt that a very crazy man on a murder streak had said to him before. That line was just one of the more entertaining ones and he has a hard time even remembering how that conversation came up. He thinks he was younger then, probably about thirteen. He’s lived long enough that things begin to–get harder to easily recall. Emotions, feelings and trauma stick better than the lighter days.

   “Sheik.” He replied simply, turning around to face her. Gerudo. Considering he’s standing in her desert, that doesn’t surprise him. Her weapons are traditional for her tribe, her fighting stance too. The clothes–they’re a bit different than the ones he remembers from his time. But then again, the Gerudo women he knew, were all thieves. They’ve advanced incredibly since his time, they’re scarier now somehow.

   “You saved my life. I didn’t realize that–” he waves in the direction of the sand. “Thing was drawn by vibrations. My harp would have gotten me eaten.” He’s never seen whatever the hell that was, or a few of the other creatures around here either. Sheik was greatly out of his depth. He hadn’t spent a lot of time in the desert during his life, no more than necessary, and he doesn’t think those creatures existed then. 

   He turns back to face the woman. “I’m looking for something. If I describe it, do you think you can help me? It’s a Gerudo sacred ground, so you should know what it is. I mean no harm in trespassing on it. I’m looking for a friend.” Nabooru, but she’s probably dead. Still, he has to try.

#▴ — path / sage of shadows #( HELLO THIS IS MY SON EMO NINJA ) #( THANK YOU I HOPE THIS WORKS ) #( I /LOVE/ HER ALREADY ) #oasisborn

[tenebriism]

@oasisborn ;; S T A R T E R C A L L ;; Dark Link .

It isn't something he's TRYING to show . . . doubt, vulnerability. Just the opposite, actually, given the way he keeps his CONFLICTED expression turned AWAY from her. The Dark King has always faulted him for being too emotional, too quick to prioritize his feelings rather than brush them aside and GET THE JOB DONE, but who, truly, is at fault when it was the Dark King's very magic that birthed him ? If his desire was to create a heartless, unfeeling monster, then mayhap His Lordship shouldn't have GIVEN his creation a heart in the first place.

Dark would never pose that argument, though, for he has faced enough repercussions for his failures without the unwise idea of going against his Master.

" How long must we play this game ? " He mutters, gritting his teeth 'pon realizing too much time had passed since he'd set out. Ganondorf SHOULD know his own people are swift on their feet, CRAFTY ( nigh impossible to follow, to trap ), but it is not the FIRST time the Dark King has held him to an unrealistic expectation, and it, tragically, would not be the last. " You may run all you wish, but in due time, you will suffer the same fate as the others he has caught. "

#oasisborn #[ I figured Dark was easiest since he has a verse for every Zelda game. #offers flexibility. hope this works! ] #muse ;; DARK LINK ( THREADS )

[balladetto]

cont. from here / @oasisborn

     The guy has a kind face. Open and smiley — but not too smiley — and the horse by his wagon seems hale enough for a decent pace. He calls Aidan friend as he approaches, points at the sight Death Mountain makes of the northern horizon when questioned where to, and shakes his head when a pouch of rupees is brandished his way. "Don't go breaking anything back there and we're good," he laughs.

     One of the better deals Aidan's cinched in a while, really.

     But then the merchant asks, just as he's finished settling into the cart, "You don't mind company, yeah?"

     "Huh?" Aidan asks back, because that's the sorta thing you'd want to hear before reaching an agreement like this.

     Company, as it turns out, is someone who was here before he was. She comes tall, armed, and vaguely unimpressed. That's what he assumes the look she gives him before she climbs on means, at least, which— yeah, alright, fair. Guy pulled something of a fast one on the both of them and they're not exactly in any position to complain about it.

     Nice change of pace, though. Aidan's been mostly alone for a good stretch of this round's circuit; he's not seriously opposed to having a temporary travelling buddy who won't be too occupied for more than aimless talk.

     "Mornin'," he greets in return, raising a hand from where he's crossed his arms to wiggle his fingers in a small wave. Is it technically afternoon? Anything before lunch counts as not-afternoon, surely. "You'd take right. Goin'—"

     "Alright back there?" cuts in from the front of the wagon before he can say anything else, and he redirects his sentence to call his assent. Aidan waits a beat for the Gerudo to do the same if she wants, before he continues.

     "Eldin. You?"

#oasisborn #( hello hello!! thank you for this; it's great!! #it's the first response aidan's got on this blog and he's been itching for something so i must continue this sldkjffj #ocs gotta brave it together. ocs solidarityyyy #hope you don't mind me doing so with the other response as well! lmk if you'd like me to change anything ^^ ) #* forged up / ic. #* ic / para. #aidan's to.tk verse tbt. #* intermission / queue.

[valorborn]

💕 - for our muses to kiss at midnight on New Year’s

winter interactions

"You know, it's tradition to kiss someone at midnight."

"Is it?" Link looks at her from the corner of his eye, feigning nonchalance as he lifts a tankard to his lips. He knows what she's insinuating the moment the words leave her mouth, but he doesn't want her to see the way his cheeks warm at the idea.

Of course, he's sure she already knows. Nalya managed to get him out into the town square for the celebrations, using her desire to experience the festivities in Castle Town as an excuse. And it worked. Of course she knows.

The fireworks are due to start soon and the clock is inching ever closer to midnight and the end of the year. Children are running around the fountain with sparklers enchanted to glow bright colors. And Nalya is looking at him with every passing second. Until the crowd begins to count them down and she joins them, a grin spread across her face.

When they finally reach 'zero', the fireworks fly into the sky, lighting it up into an array of blue, green, and red. But he isn't looking at them. Instead he looks at her smiling face and the way they reflect in her eyes.

Before he can think too much about it, he reaches for her, drawing her in and bending down to press a kiss to her lips. Simple, chaste, and when he draws back he smiles at the surprise on her face.

"Happy New Year, Nalya."

@oasisborn

#answered. #oasisborn

[hiiraethus]

❝ why don’t we do something fun tomorrow night? ❞

andor sentence starters. // accepting

Arched ears perked at the little proposition, and Elvóthien's features were quick to brighten considerably. How long had it been since she had a real, proper night out amongst friends? Much, much too long in her modest opinion. Most oft was she cooped up in the confines of the bar, working late through the night and into the wee hours of morning. She needed the rupees, though, and was usually more than happy to pick up any and all extra shifts that Telma was willing to throw her way.

But...maybe Elvóthien could allow herself to be selfish, just this once. One fun night out surely never hurt anyone. Besides, Nalya somehow seemed to be privy to all the happenings in town.

❝ And what, pray tell, will this fun entail, hm?❞ She really couldn't help but to tease, if even just lightly. Really, whatever the other woman had planned, Elvóthien was more than happy to join in. ❝ A festival coming to town? Live music, dancing -- a performing troupe of some sort coming to town, perhaps?❞ Pointed ears nearly wiggled in excitement with each thought that quickly rolled off her tongue.

❝ Actually, wait -- do not answer my excessive inquiries. I want to be surprised with whatever you drag me into!❞

#oasisborn #☾ ✩ ┊ic.┊ #☾ ✩ ┊letters.┊ #☾ ✩ ┊verse ; our world is one of balance.┊ #el has the BIGGEST golden retriever energy i'm so sure of this

[gerudospiriit]

@oasisborn 💖d for a starter

" Can I help you with something? "

She caught the woman staring a while ago. Try as she might to ignore it, pretend to busy herself with her own business in Castle Town, her patience cracked under the pressure of her discomfort with the throngs of people skirting around her paired with the feeling of this woman's eyes following her from place to place.

" If not, work on your staring problem. "

#[ ☀ ⁱ ᵃᵐ ᵇᵒᵗʰ ʷᵃʳ ᵃⁿᵈ ʷᵒᵐᵃⁿ ;; ⁱᶜ ] #oasisborn

[vigilantdesert]

---- NINE PEOPLE I'D LIKE TO KNOW BETTER !

𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐑(𝐒): burgandy / mustard / emerald green.

𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐅𝐋𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑(𝐒): bitter / sweet / umami.

𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐈𝐂: Electro-Swing / Celtic music / Prog Rock / Pride pop.

𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐕𝐈𝐄(𝐒): Corpse Bride / Crimson Peaks / Arsenic and Old Lace / Duck Soup / Kiki's Delivery Service / Everything Everywhere All at Once .

𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒: The Misadventures of Flapjack / Good Omens / Game Changer / Dimension 20 / Bojack Horseman.

𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐆: Seven Seas of Rhye by Queen.

𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒: Gamechanger

𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐌𝐎𝐕𝐈𝐄: Arsenic and Old Lace, but it was a rewatch - last first impression was The Mario Movie

𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐋𝐘 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆: Wasteland: The Great War and the Origins of Horror by W. Scott Poole, The Romance Recipe by Ruby Barett, any Never Going Home sourcebook I can get my hands on, and I'm still trying to get through Lovecraft Country.

𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐋𝐘 𝐖𝐀𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆: I'm not gonna lie I really don't watch a ton of shows/movies because my preferred screentime is video games - to that end, I'm playing through stardew valley expanded for the first time and Bloodborne when mental health allows it. And looking back on this I have a tendency to pair really dark topics with extremely lighthearted ones so. Mm.

𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐋𝐘 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐍: Trying to put together a Never Going Home campaign, Bosa and MuMu drafts/asks, helping my fiance run a LARP event, and adding to the mafia novel.

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[tenebriism]

@oasisborn ;; cont. from here :

Over. It's finally over.

Though the destruction is immense, and the dark clouds still retain their reign over the skies, the Dark King, finally, has been vanquished. He'd cry, were the moment not so inopportune; what benefit would there be in shedding tears if escaping ONE death, by the hands of his now slain and buried Master, only lead to another ?

For now, he'll rein it in. Let his eyes cloud over with tears, wipe them away, and bask in the moment as best as he can.

" If only there were a means of memorializing this moment... " He whispers, more to himself than to Nalya. He only seems to remember he's somewhat responsible for HER escape, too, when she speaks up rather than abandoning him there to his thoughts. Surprising, that she's stuck around--- he'd tried to slice her neck open not too long ago. Let bygones be bygones; it's a new day. A new era.

" There is an underground passage that will put us right near the entrance to Castle Town. It is... by Master Ga--- "

Dark cuts himself off, appearing... CONFLICTED for a moment. The Hero had not granted him his FREEDOM just for him to turn around and continue referring to that TYRANT as his Master. Old habits, though, die hard... but, in time, mayhap they would perish right alongside the one he no longer swore himself to.

" The organ. It is by the organ. Come, I will show you. "

He extends his hand, palm upwards, for her to take. " Stick by my side. "

#oasisborn #[ there we go. now they can escape together ] #muse ;; DARK LINK ( THREADS ) #muse ;; DARK LINK ( VERSE . DEFAULT )

[valorborn]

She's not exactly subtle as she makes her way over to Link; hands clasped behind her back in a clear attempt to obstruct something from his view. When she's close enough, Nalya pulls it out to offer up to him; revealing from the wrappings a tough, yet surprisingly soft woolen blanket with Gerudo embroidery on the edges; a hefty, darkly coloured whetstone identical to the one Nalya uses on her own blade; and, wrapped carefully in parchment and tied with a thin strip of green silk - a small pair of golden earrings, a single tiny Sapphire set into the bottom of each hoop with an even smaller piece of amber flanking them on both sides. She's most nervous about how he'll receive those, as they're a bit more ornamented than his typical fair, but she hopes he likes them all the same - several sleepless nights had been spent on their crafting.

"Honestly, we don't celebrate Yule as much as they do out in Hyrule, but... I felt like I should get you something, anyways," Nalya's cheeks start to burn a little as she speaks, and she averts her eyes, scuffing her toe into the sand. He doesn't need to know that it's all she's thought about for weeks. "So... happy yule."

In spite of himself, Link is surprised when Nalya reveals the gifts poorly hidden behind her back. It is seldom he receives a gift for no other reason than for them to be given and it is several moments before he remembers himself and accepts them from her offering hands.

Gently, almost reverently, he runs his fingers over the embroidery on the blanket. It is beautiful and intricate and he wonders if she commissioned it or did it herself. Link's face warms at the thought she put so much time into something just to give him. He admires it for a moment more before picking up the whetstone. The most practical of the gifts, but still thoughtful. His was old and beginning to wear beyond usefulness and he turns it over in his hands before setting it aside to open the final package.

Link's eyes widen as the paper and ribbon fall away to reveal the earrings, the gems glinting in the desert sun. Absently, he thinks the amber reminds him of her eyes and his expression softens into a smile. He has few possessions that do not serve a practical purpose, and indeed much of what he would ask for would serve that purpose. That Nalya was able to craft him a gift beyond that, yet still so considerate of him, warms his heart.

"These are... beautiful, Nalya. Thank you. Truly."

@oasisborn

#answered. #oasisborn #ic. #a hero unknown. #link/nalya. #//WAH THIS WAS SO CUTE I CAN'T

[guideoftime]

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▴ — @oasisborn ;; Sheik & Nayla. incorrect quotes generator

Sheik : So I have made the decision to trust you. Nayla: A horrible decision, really.

╰── ⋅ ⋅ ── ▴▴▴ ── ⋅ ⋅ ──╯

Sheik : You shouldn't be using a straw. Nayla: I know, I know, it's bad for the environment and stuff. Sheik : Yeah, but I mean... it's a weird way to eat spaghetti.

╰── ⋅ ⋅ ── ▴▴▴ ── ⋅ ⋅ ──╯

Nayla: But seriously, what is the real plan here that has to do with not fucking around? Sheik : There is no plan that does not involve fucking around. But we will make sure all of our fucking around will be applied in a constructive direction.

#oasisborn #( chaos this is nothing but C H A O S ) #▴ — the eye of truth / asks. #// long post

[valorborn]

starter call! @oasisborn

            He stops in his tracks.

            He shouldn't be so shocked to see her here, really. There isn't any reason why she wouldn't be. But when Nabooru had instructed him to find her sister, she wasn't who he had expected to find.

            The shock doesn't last more than a few seconds - but the feeling of a knife being twisted in his gut lasts - and Link schools his expression into one of careful neutrality.

            Depending on who he approaches, he is able to gain at least a little favor speaking Gerudo. Nabooru was pleased that he knew it, so he decides to take the chance with her sister.

            "Sav'otta," he says, coming to a stop among the sand and stone. "You are Nalya, yes?"

#threads. #ic. #oasisborn #a hero unknown. #link/nalya. #//tosses this at u like one might toss meat at a wild dog #idk what stunt he pulled to be allowed back in we can figure that out later

[valorborn]

🌌 + fire emblem (which one? idk writers choice lmao)

Send ' 🌌+ a universe / au ' and I’ll make an AU verse based off of it. @oasisborn

Link's promotion tree is Mercenary → Hero → Dread Fighter.

He was orphaned as a child and was raised among a band of all female mercenaries. He learned how to fight from them, how to hunt, how to ride a horse. They are his family, for all intents and purposes.

As he gets older, he wants to see more of the world beyond the jobs his band takes up, to see what there is to see without also having to spill blood or serve another to do so. He is seen off with many a sad farewell, but much encouragement for his pilgrimage, and many many insistences that he come visit.

In any Fire Emblem game, he is optional to recruit. He can be recruited by having the relevant game's lord speak to him during battle.

#answered. #oasisborn #fire emblem (au). #//me putting the popular gerudo link theory in my fe au? never

[tenebriism]

Well hey, if Ganondorf's ever feeling too appreciated, Nalya's always happy to glare at him! Which she's doing right now, in fact. Couldn't stop if she tried.

" Our people are too well educated to merely stand there and glower like a pouting child. Either use your words to convey that which occupies your thoughts, or turn your attentions elsewhere. "

#oasisborn #[ ganondorf vc: ... anyways... ] #muse ;; GANONDORF ( ANSWERED ASK )

[hiiraethus]

❛  i wasn’t going to eat it, i was just going to taste it.  ❜

winnie the pooh sentence starters. // accepting

A lone brow arched high above the other, and Elvóthien had to purse her lips to keep the smirk that threatened to take over. What wit; usually it was she who gave these types of remarks. Truly, it was amusing to say the least, and it was after a few moments did the slightest hint of a grin pull at rosy hues.

❝ Tasting, eating... It is all the same, is it not? ❞

Chin propped 'pon a delicate hand, Elvóthien continued.

❝ I am like to think that the baker might be a tad cross should they discover a finger smear in the icing, even as delectable as it does look. Perhaps looking is better than tasting, just this once. ❞

#oasisborn #☾ ✩ ┊ic.┊ #☾ ✩ ┊verse ; our world is one of balance.┊ #☾ ✩ ┊letters.┊ #HI ALI I MISSED YOU A WHOLE BUNCH!!!!!

[valorborn]

She should speak to you with more respect. (Lmao bc we all know lots of the gerudo wouldnt)

dialogue from the priory of the orange tree - accepting @oasisborn

            He pays little mind to the Gerudo woman's sneer. He understands. Men are not welcome within their borders, much less permitted to enter their sacred halls, so she's every right to scorn him. After all, who is he, a mere Hylian, to possess the favor of their chief?

            "Perhaps," he hums. "I do not begrudge her. As far as she's concerned, I am an intruder in her home. I can understand how she feels."

#oasisborn #link/nalya. #answered. #ic. #a hero unknown. #//ofc none of the gerudo know that he saved their asses but ofc he can't hold that against them