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adrift-in-thyme · 7 hours
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love the word “rapscallion”. like not only are you a rascal but you’re also kind of spring onion about it too
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I imagine that Rapunzel’s parents offered a reward to anybody who could bring their daughter home to them. When Flynn does, they ask him what he wants. He simply smiles lovingly at Rapunzel standing next to her parents and says that he has everything he could ever ask for.
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adrift-in-thyme · 7 hours
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Lost (as in the nickname for my one Link) content, here we gooooo (even though he's not physically here). Vaati is a placeholder name since [evil purple guy] was getting really old.
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The low chatter of her council members barely reached Zelda’s ears, the only thing stopping her from standing up and bolting out of the room being Impa’s steady presence at her side. She knew they needed to have this meeting, but the thought of discussing what to do about the... threat, threatened to make her ill.
“Silence please,” Impa said, giving her cane a rap on the floor. “We have business to attend to. I’m sure you all know why we’re here.”
Zelda took a slow breath in, steeling herself for the words about to come out of Impa’s mouth.
“The Hero has been corrupted.”
The room went into an uproar but Zelda barely heard it, biting her lip so hard it nearly drew blood. Link, her best knight, her best friend, and really only friend aside from Impa, had been twisted into little more than a puppet for the forces of darkness to use as they pleased.
She felt distantly like she was going to throw up.
“—doesn’t even have the blade! Are we certain the boy is the Hero?” one of her councilors boomed, “for all we know Vaati merely created a lookalike of our best knight to frighten us! Are we even certain the boy is still ali—“
“That’s quite enough,” Impa said sternly, then placed a gentle hand on Zelda’s shoulder. “We have firsthand reports of what happened, Sir Link is who has been corrupted.”
“But how do we even know if he is the Hero?” one of the women shouted, and Impa sighed.
“He would not have been corrupted if he were not,” she said gravely. “Sir Rowan’s account stated that Link was the only one who was explicitly targeted. Somehow Vaati knew of Link’s potential to pull the blade, and exploited it. We cannot count on the Hero to save us now.”
The room went suddenly quiet, the emotion of the room turned abruptly from uproar to fear. The council’s gazes turned to their princess, looking for direction on what to do, and Zelda didn’t know what to tell them.
Impa gave Zelda’s shoulder a comforting squeeze, and the princess swallowed down her emotions in order to speak.
“We will need to enact a plan to deal with this threat,” she said steadily, slowly breathing out. “We will strengthen our defenses, and alert our allies to the possible danger. There have been reports of increased monster activity, doubtless Vaati’s doing, so we will deal with them accordingly.”
“And what of the Hero?” one of her councilmen asked.
Zelda swallowed.
“We will send out a description of him, and a warning about what has happened,” she said calmly. “But if... if he’s found, we must aim for capture, not... nothing else, as of now. We don’t know exactly what the enemy has done to him, but perhaps... perhaps we can still save him.”
Her voice wavered minutely on the last sentence, and Impa shortlydismissed the meeting, ushering Zelda back to her rooms. The walk there was a blur, and soon enough she found herself standing by her desk, staring blankly out the window.
The bright rays of sunset shining on her face seemed unfair.
“Your highness?” Impa asked after a minute, and Zelda closed her eyes.
“It was my idea to send the knights to the woods,” she whispered. Impa didn't reply, and Zelda wrapped her arms around herself. “I thought my dream was pointing us there. That by acting first it would protect against the darkness. But all it did was lose us our best knights, take away our strongest rsources. And...”
Zelda’s voice cracked, and a tear fell down her cheek without her permission.
“We’ve lost Link,” she choked out. “I sent him there Impa, he trusted me, and I sent him to his destruction, he’s... I don’t even know if there’s a way to get him back.”
“Your highness, you cannot blame yourself,” Impa said in a voice equally gentle and firm. “This was out of your control.“
“But it if I hadn’t sent him he would still be here,” Zelda said, another tear falling down her cheek. “What if he can’t be saved, Impa? What kind of ruler am I to doom my kingdom to darkness, and send my best friend to his death?"
The last word was punctuated by a sob, and Impa was silent a moment, tapping a quiet finger along her cane.
“Zelda,” she said finally, and the princess sniffled, looking at her through her tears. “I believe there is a way we may yet be able to stop this darkness. As well as purify Link.”
Hope faintly flickered in Zelda’s heart. “Truly?”
“Indeed. If I'm recalling the old legends correctly... well. We shall see,” she said thoughtfully, then turned to Zelda with a gentle look. “Come Princess, dry your tears. Link may yet be saved. But you must see clearly to do so.”
Zelda wiped her eyes, and Impa drew her into a short embrace, silence falling between them as Zelda calmed herself. Impa was right, she needed to calm down and think clearly.
Link needed her, and she couldn't help him if she was busy crying over him.
Zelda sighed, and Impa patted her cheek as she drew back. “Now. I need to gather some things so we can properly decide our course," she said, and gave Zelda a sad smile. "...Try and get some rest in the meantime, princess. It's been a long day for us all."
Zelda nodded, and Impa gave her a long look before finally stepping back, and leaving her quarters.
Zelda breathed out as the door closed behind her, and she looked around her room, before stepping out onto her balcony. A cool breeze greeted her, sending strands of blonde hair into her face, and Zelda looked up at the sky, her chest tightening as she remembered how Link had knelt here only days before, promising her he'd be careful.
The wind blew again, and Zelda's damp cheeks felt cold.
Link... stay strong, she quietly prayed, watching as the last of the sunlight disappeared from the sky. Hold on for me.
Hold on for us all.
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adrift-in-thyme · 8 hours
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@ fic authors what do you personally consider a successful fic? What’s the bar?
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A missed opportunity
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I caved and ended up drawing some designs for a links meet au I've been working on, so here are: Mask, Ravio (+ bunny Oracle), Sol (from Soldier) and Tune!
Ravio may not look as goofy but that's because of culture shock between Hyrule and Lorule. Poor guy does not realize this at first
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Not that Mask helps much, but there's that
Part 2 with the rest of the designs -> soon
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I feel confident enough to post these now. A collection of all the existing posters after some edits from the other post that got 13k notes! These are full size/quality. Go nuts.
You may use them for wallpapers, tabletop campaigns, whatever. Consider tipping me or buying a print or sticker on ko-fi here! If you do use them, let me know what for, or send pictures!
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it is once again... binturong appreciation hour
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Hey
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So many hugs for you Trin <3
I wish I had the fic I’m writing that was for your birthday finished again I’m so sorry it’s not done yet it’s being so difficult but I can give you a wip of it at least? I hope you feel better and get lots of rest :)
Warriors met his eyes, his own unusually bright with fear, and all of a sudden Time was eleven again.
“Great fairy, we need your help. We can’t win this battle without you.”
Mask stood to the side as the captain knelt by the pool, the clash of weapons and screams of monsters and men coming from right outside. The squad they’d brought with them shifted uneasily as something howled, and Mask swallowed.
The Great Fairy was their last hope of victory here, and if she wasn’t willing to help them... it wouldn’t be pretty.
Right when he was about to grab the mask at his hip and see if he could do anything, the Great Fairy finally rose from her pool, leaning over the edge to smile at the captain.
“Of course I can help, little hero,” she laughed, bells in her voice. “...But not without a price. I trust you are willing?”
Something in her voice made Mask frown, but the Captain nodded without hesitation, determination on his face. The Great Fairy grinned at the confirmation, and leapt out of the water with a laugh and a twirl, soaking a few of the soldiers standing too close.
Then she snatched up the Captain, and dropped him into a bottle she pulled from thin air.
“Hey!” Mask shouted, but the Great Fairy waved a dismissive hand at him.
“It’s just until we’ve won,” she giggled, holding the bottle up so she could see the Captain better. He took a step back, eyes wide and uncertain. “I need some help, and you’re just who I need.”
Her eyes glinted a bit.
“Let’s go, little hero. Show me how well you can swing that little sword of yours.”
The harsh laugh rang through the air again, and Time snapped back to the present as the Great Fairy gave the bottle in her hand a light shake.
Warriors looked ill.
Thanks Peggy 🫂❤️❤️❤️❤️
And the wip aaaaahhhhh IT’S SO GOOD
My favorite duo AND Warriors angst YESSSSS you know me so well 🥹
Please take your time with it. I totally get how difficult fics can be *glares at my own wips* And I’m flattered that you’re writing something for me in the first place. Whenever you’re able to post it I know it’ll be amazing
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I must sleep. Sleep is the mind-healer. Sleep is the big-life that brings total ability to fucking do anything. I will face my bed. I will permit the blankie to pass over me and snores to pass through me. And when sleep has gone past I will turn the outer eye to greet the new morning. When the sleep has gone there will be everything. Energy and will to live will remain.
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Note to self: never again let it slip to an irl person that I write whump
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A little something I did over on twitter :)
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​yeah u know mm is one of my fave zelda games & i barely draw it. criminal
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Thank you!!!
Yesssss cheers!! It’ll be good to relax 😅
HI LADYE!! ❤️❤️❤️
It’s been awhile so I wanted to drop by and see how you’re doing! How did your finals go? Are you ready for summer? :D
TRIN!!!!!!! 🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂
My finals did great actually!! I did well enough that I went up a grade for a class 😅
I am TOTALLY ready for summer!… except I am still going to be doing school but no worries! It should be easier this time XD
How are you doing?
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