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shisabun-art · 5 days
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Angel and DogDay work together to take on Catnap.
Despite it all, DogDay never wanted Catnap to die. At the end of the day, he was also a victim.
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konigsblog · 2 months
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player-graves/soap that'll make out with other women in front of you, sometimes even multiple at once, just to get you jealous.
he'll fuck your dumbass better... wiping your tears before slapping you with the back of his hand for displaying so much jealousy and envy.
you're not even together, just fucking with eachother, he says. but, you've been under the impression he's your boyfriend, and can't help but feel a strong sense of anger, feeling undesired as he fucks another girl on your apartment couch. :(
player-graves/soap that'll beg you to let him stay because he needs to slide into your pussy sometimes, who'll come crying to you, screaming and drunk, begging for a taste of your sweet, sweet cunt...
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cloudninetonine · 10 months
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“He’s not waking.”
“Refusing to sleep for three days straight would do such to a man.”
“Well yes, that and….the lavender mushrooms I put in his stew.”
“Lavender mushrooms- did you spike his food!?”
“Look,” Wild started, raising his hands in defence at Warriors and Twilight’s horrified looks. “The nightmare had scared him witless, it was either this or the hallucinations get to him and trust me, the horrors we have seen do not translate well into insomniac mirages.”
“And this was better!?” Twilight snapped, panic in his eyes. “Champion, he was already refusing to sleep because of nightmares you’ve essentially trapped him in his own head!”
“Would you rather him sleep or start swinging at enemies that aren’t even there!?”
To say it was a tense was an understatement, the whole group staying silent as they watched two of the oldest argue with the cook as the Old Man laid still in his sleep mat. Time wasn’t dead but he certainly looked closed to it, his eyes sunken in with a ghostly pale tint to his skin- you had never seen someone so badly affected by lack of sleep but then again this wasn’t just a lack but any at all. All thanks to the nightmare that had him screaming days before, thrashing violently in his bedroll in the middle of the night which had each of the boys pulling swords ready to fight. Nothing was around. Nothing at all and the Old Man thus began his refusal to set a toe in the land of dreams.
Which led to now.
Glaring at Hyrule beside you, you watched as the brunette slightly shrunk under your gaze. “Is this why you went foraging with Wild earlier?”
Eyes avoidant, the man muttered a hesitant, “...no.” that was enough of an answer to you.
As annoyed as you were you also couldn’t blame the boys. Time was already starting to show the start of losing it- auditory hallucinations, whipping his head around in confusion which was slowly beginning to border frustration with the scowl and hard eyes he had adopted.
Time needed to sleep and finally, he was put to rest.
But what were you supposed to do without your leader? Wallow and fret as he slept off the last 70+ hours that he sorely needed to catch up on? Bask in relief that he was finally able doze? You didn’t really know as you continued to watch the trio argue until finally Warriors snapped for them to shut it.
“We will be stuck here until further notice thanks to your decision, Champion.” Wild flinched at the Captain’s tone, not used to such the aggressive tongue from the other blonde but backing down in understanding. “How long will it take for him to recover?”
“...It took me only a day for the mushroom to finally be rid of my system.”
“Then a day we shall stay, and another to make sure our eldest is well.” Dragging a hand down his face, Warriors grunted. “We are to make sure that the surrounding area is clear- ranch-hand you’re with me and so are you, Champion.”
The two grabbed their weapons, Wild hesitating slightly knowing of the oncoming lecture that the two were about to drag them into.
“Smithy, traveller please keep an eye on him.” 
And they left to the surrounding dense forest in search of enemies to hunt.
Gently, your hand moved to brush away a few stray strands from Time’s face. Eyes narrowing in concern, you witnessed the exhaustion over his face with growing concern, “Feel better soon, Link.” 
His lips twitched as he slept.
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The tension had slowly disappeared within the day, leading the lot of you to a more relaxing night. Time still laid comatosed upon his mat, periodcally twitching within his sleep as the evening progressed on- you wondered what exactly went through his mind. Was he fighting the return of that nightmare days before? Was he dreaming of his home or maybe dreaming about his boys? An enigma doused in sopor as you all watched over him.
It was Legend who took first watch. Four, Warriors and Sky would proceed to follow once the veteran’s job had run it’s course, eyes peered into the pitch black of the surrounding thicket to check for any monsters that strayed a little too far into the light. Not that you were expecting anything, when the trio had returned later with dirtied clothes and lightly scathed skin. Tonight wouldn’t be eventful.
Or so you thought.
When you woke up it was still dark, the soft embers of the dying fire casting shadows of the sleeping bodies around it, the dim outlines giants from the position of the fading flame when you pushed yourself into a small kneel, hand rubbing at your eyes.
“Why’s the fire fading…?” You muttered more to yourself than anything, blinking the sleep out of your vision as you glanced around. Something felt off. “Hey-”
Quiet.
It was quiet.
It wasn’t supposed to be quiet.
Just off the edge of the group was a boulder, not too big nor too small, just the right size for someone to sit on as they did whatever it was they wanted. It had become the designated spot for the night watch, a perfect little lookout.
It sat, empty of any participant.
Swallowing the ball in your throat, you glanced around the area nervously counting the multitude of bodies.
1, 2, 3, 4-
Legend, Sky, Four and Wind-
5, 6, 7-
Twilight, Wild and Hyrule.
Blinking, you recounted.
1, 2, 3, 4-
Legend, Sky, Four and Wind-
5, 6, 7-
Twilight, Wild and Hyrule-
Where were Warriors and Time?
“Rulie.” No hesitation, you leaned over the brunette with your hand landing on his shoulder to shake him. “Rulie, please.”
Hyrule did not jerk. He did not spasm. He did not gasp. Nor did he twitch. Still. Hyrule laid still.
Horror dawned your face, the hand on his shoulder slowly sliding to rest over his mouth-
And breaths did leave him.
With furrowed brows, your hand returned and you moved him more violently. “Hyrule.”
Nothing once again.
You violently shoved him.
“Link!”
And there was nothing once more.
Well, nothing from him. Your shout echoed through the small clearing, catching the wind and making your ears ring as you quickly ducked into your sleeping bag, afraid.
One moment, two moments, three- peaking your head out, there seemed to be nothing.
And you hoped it stayed that way.
You went through the entirety of the camp. Shaking and calling, yanking and (whisper) shouting, tugging and pleading but it seemed that nothing was waking them. The boys were alive, breathing but not a single one of them stirred. It was terrifying, the spell that seemed to be cast over them all and the want to go back to your bed roll and hide like a child scared of the monsters within your wardrobe was such an intense feeling.
But you couldn’t sit here, helpless.
Not when Warriors and Time were missing. One certainly incapacitated and the other, well, you weren’t too sure.
It wasn’t the smartest decision but if none of the real heroes could help, then you had to find it within yourself to be the courageous one. You hated leaving them alone but when already 10 minutes had gone by with nothing, not a snap of a branch or the sound of footsteps, you came to the conclusion that any answers laid out in the darkness just beyond the trees. You took Fi for the backup, mentally apologising to Sky for the thievery as you stood just on the line between isolation and separation.
Isolation from the truth and separation from your safety.
The leaves crunched under your feet as you embarked into the lone dark.
Phone light in hand, you followed a non existent path to nowhere. Your breaths quiet along with your steps, glancing around the area with a flick of your wrist to reveal to you more of your surroundings. Tree after tree you passed, save the odd bush or rotting stump from a lumberjack doing his duty, seemed just as normal as the grass beneath your feet. There wasn’t really anything odd. Save for the air. The air felt tense and it felt suffocating, but you blamed such a thing on your own nerves.
Not that you didn’t blame the circumstances, oh, they were your true enemy.
“Wars?” You could barely make out a proper call, your voice more of a whimpered mutter than a concerned cry. “Warriors, are you out here?”
Nothing heard you.
Well, that’s what you thought.
Turning past another grand oak tree, you saw the edge of the forest, the moon peering past the abundance of leaves on the outstretched branches. You had strayed too far, was a thought that popped into your mind, glancing past the nature to see the field that laid beyond it.
Nothing for miles but that didn’t mean the two hadn’t been taken- that they were long gone.
You turned back towards the forest and began to make your way back towards the camp.
Maybe, just maybe, you could wake the group now. Maybe you could have some help and maybe you wouldn’t be alone-
A twig snapped.
Your hand tightened around The Master Sword’s handle in an instant, clutching at her cool surface with an ice cold fear climbing up the expanse of your gut to travel to the depths of your chest. There had been nothing, not a single thing and now something other than you had broken the silence. Would a monster be so still? Be so quiet, so calculated as it possibly stalked you in these moments of solitude.
Was it Dink?
A shiver ran up your back at the feeling of eyes casting upon it. The cold chill digging deeper into your spine when footsteps grew heavy behind you as whatever it was got closer.
Your eyes fell close in uncertainty. It wasn’t real. This was a nightmare. You were back in your bedroll. Experiencing a nightmare.
Though everything was all too real to be just that.
Fi pulsed. Be it a warning or reassurance, you weren’t quite sure. Her sounds did not bring solace as you fought the fear within your heart to escape whatever approached you. You hated the four reactions, why did there need to be four? Why did you need to fight? What did you need to fly? Why did you need to fawn- why did you need to freeze?
The footsteps finally stopped behind you and the presence was large. Your animal instincts tossing about visions of a monster of slender or a creature with rows of teeth, with eerie black eyes, with a too wide of grin. You couldn’t quite fathom what exactly was behind you and you really didn’t want to.
But after a moment and a shaky breath you spun around with Fi at the ready.
Blood. There was blood. There was a lot of blood. The smell of copper finally rolling over in waves as you choked and spluttered at the overwhelming smell, eyes tearing from just how strong it seemed to be. It dripped to the floor and formed a small puddle beneath it as it just stood before you, watching, waiting as it just stared. Your light cast away, but you could see those glowing eyes of white glaring down at you from the darkness overhead.
You wanted to scream.
You wanted to scream so bad.
But only a pathetic whimper could make it past your dry lips.
The armour, the cloth, the radiating aura of rage and those eyes…
Fierce Deity was silent.
Fierce Deity was still.
And Fierce Deity was violent.
One step, two steps, you backed up slowly not willing to break the spell cast between you. You didn’t want to encounter the power that so easily rolled off him, scared for what kind of consequences what befall you if his hands even grazed your skin- would he break your arms? Your legs? Would he snap your neck? Would he rip you apart? What would he do? What could he do?
Fierce Deity’s hand raised.
And you had decided you didn’t want to find out.
You ran. Like a coward, like a dog with it’s tail hidden between its legs, you turned tail and sprinted away. Instincts screaming, evolution running its course, you blasted through the bush with the only thoughts in your head being screams of anguish. Leaping over logs, ducking under branches, it was impressive just how much your body pushed its limits when you were truly and utterly afraid.
Dodging another tree your foot began to raise from the ground to take another step only to be caught by the weight of something and leaving you crashing towards the dirt blow you with a choked cry, face scratching against the sticks and leaves.
“Wha-” You thanked the heavens that clutching your phone with a death grip was relfex by now as you span around with that piercing gadget light. 
More blood. More copper. But this time there laid a body that stayed awfully still, the familiar light of royal blue sullied by crimson.
“Wars!” Scurrying to sit upright, you leaned over the injured man with more tears cornering your eyes. “Link, oh my fucking God, please-”
A deep, rattled breath made you yelp before relief flooded your system as you realised that he was still alive. “Oh Link, oh Christ, it’s okay-”
Fierce Deity stood just beside you. So large yet so silent, his giant height made bigger with your kneeled position as you looked upon him in horror. The blood which coated him was red, partnering the blood over your fallen comrade and leading your eyes the narrow with an understandable rage which lead to less understandable actions.
You raised Fi towards him. “Stay the fuck away from us!”
Silence.
Fierce Deity did not speak. 
Fi no longer hummed.
And Warriors only shook in pain just beneath you.
The god slowly leaned down and you hardened your gaze. “Fuck off!”
He paused and your heart beat pounded in your ears from fear.
Did you really just tell a war god to fuck off?
How the hell had you survived this long?
After no more words from you Fierce Deity continued until he was kneeled, face still place as the Master Sword’s sharp point pressed just against his temple as he observed you. No more movement, not a blink or a breath, Fierce just watched as the weight of the world grew heavier and heavier on your shoulders. What was he waiting for? Why did he stop?
You slowly dropped Fi, looking back into those eyes filled with bloodlust.
“...what do you want?”
Fierce tilted his head but did not break eye contact as he acted.
The god’s arms slowly moved under Warriors’ broken body, gentle and careful as the man hissed in pain even within the confines of his pained coma before he raised a knee and finally stood back to his full height. All while still keep that same, eerie eye contact.
He waited.
And waited.
…and waited.
Then when you finally stood, phone illuminating the forest with Fi staying quiet beside you, did Fierce Deity begin to move. Heavy footfalls, with the plants crunching beneath his boots, you watched as he moved in a random direction. With purpose but no prompt, he walked just a little before pausing once again and staring back at you, waiting.
One step, two step- you followed.
Making it back to camp was much faster than leaving it, the embers finally dead within the fire pit and the others still surrounding it, still slumbering away. You did not question the god about anything and instead went to work.
Relight the fire. Prepare a fairy or two. Clean and wrap any remaining wounds.
Fierce Deity was…obediant. Being a god, you expected him to shake you off or growl when you crossed any boundaries, but nope, he let you boss him around. Placing Wars where you demanded, kept him still when the fairies tended to him (Gilda was off with others sisters but the fairies promised to have her return for the extra help) held him up as you wrapped his chest and laid him down gently in his bedroll, watching as you tucked him in carefully.
The blood was gone now. Both from Warriors and from the god. You weren’t sure how exactly the blood had disappeared from the skin and you wondered if he had somehow absorbed the liquid, a disgruntled shiver wracking through you.
“Hope they wake up soon…” Glancing over the group again, you worried hard over each and everyone one before you turned back towards the giant, his eyes still trained on you. “...sorry for shouting at you earlier.”
He tiled his head- you wondered if he liked to do that.
“And thank you for helping me with Wars- hopefully he’s gonna be okay…” You deflated, “Hyrule usually does the healing, I don’t know anything about medical care. You probably know that though.”
Still no words. Fierce probably couldn’t talk.
Or just didn’t want to, for what would a war god need to say?
“...Time’s okay too, yeah?” He narrowed his eyes a little but you didn’t back down, fighting back wetting yourself on the spot. “Don’t look at me like that, I’m concerned.”
When a few moments of more silence passed you sighed, laying back in your bedroll. “Whatever.”
You were tired. Really tired and lying here wasn’t really helping. You needed to stay up, after all, you needed to make sure they everyone was safe while slept away, unaware of anything.
Your eyelids fluttered, fighting back sleep.
Fierce’s hand moved to gently pull the covers over your body, the shock in your system overshadowed by the fatigue slowly making it’s way through you.
“Sleep.” Only a single word, distorted yet familiar as it reached your ears.
You welcomed this darkness with open arms.
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sleepingdayaway · 4 months
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GAGGGRGRGRG IMMEDIATELY RUSHED TO THE ASK BOX WHEN I SAW UR REQUEST WERE OPEN I LOVE YOUR WRITING SO MUCH IM FOAMING AT THE MOUTH, WOULD IT BE ALRIGHT TO ASK FOR A PART 3 TO THE PLAYER HAS YHE FIERE DEITY MASK??? IF NOT JUST IGNORE THIS REQUEST!!! HAVE A GOOD DAY
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HSDFBAEJRBFUHVFDB HOLY CRAP??? I DIDN'T EXPECT FOR YOU GUYS TO HONESTLY LIKE THE FIERCE DEITY STORY.
Once again! It's short so my bad. When I first wrote this it was supposed to be just 1 part lol didn't expect y'all to genuinely like it. :)
Characters: Time, Fierce Deity, and Reader
Warnings: None
The silence was so loud after those words were spoke.
The group of blondes all looked at the eldest in fear that the man would just pounce on the poor individual who, quite obviously, has no idea on what is going on. Who has just simply grown attached to the first thing that showed them kindness after being woken up in a place that wasn't their home.
"What in the actual fuck?"
Time is regretting even trying to bargain with the individual as they hold one the most dangerous mask, in their hands.
Every fiber of his being is screaming at him to simply lunge for it, but Time's rational part of himself is refusing to submit. It would be unfair to them. Really, the person looked exhausted, their body tensed as if they were fighting moments before they arrived. There was also a slight hint of fear and caution in their eyes as they scanned him and his friends. Subtle signs that they might've used the mask before they arrived, which surpised him that the young adult is still standing.
Said person flinched back at his words. Unconsciously fidgeting with Fierce Deity in their hands. "He says your name is, Link," they continued with a look of hopefulness as they made eye contact with Time's eyes.
"That you could help me? That you were taken by this freaky shadow thing-" [Name] ranted on as their posture slowly relaxed. In return, Time's shoulders slumped slightly as he stares at them.
Eventually [Name] drifted off and stared hesitantly at Time. Searching for any more signs of hostility since he did look like he was going to fucking tackle them into the ground earlier. If they were to even move an inch.
A familiar chuckle echoed in their head. "You aren't wrong there, little one" Fierce Deity teased. "The young hero used to always dive head first into situations without a plan." The Deity merely found this entire thing amusing, and was he going to enjoy it as much as he can.
[Name] tenses up. Okay, they may not know what the fuck is going on, and it's really unfair that the Fierce Deity mask? Person? Has a really hot voice.
"I swear to god, if you say shit like that unannounced I'm going to throw you-"
"Excuse me?"
A noise of fear escaped from [Name's] lips at the acknowledgement. Their hands loosened for a moment before squeezing as if they were warning the entity in the mask. A hesitant smile appears on their mouth as they look up at the older man.
'Holy fuck- if I'm holding the Fierce Deity mask then that means I'm speaking to Link-'
[Name] does a double take at the blonde. He's quite tall, no longer the small hero that ran around helping the land of Termina and Hyrule. The young boy is nonexistent but they believe he hasn't been that youthful optimistic child he once was for a long time.
When did their precious boy get freaking tall??? Wasn't most versions of Link smaller than the average Hylian?
"I wasn't talking to you! The mask said something stupid so I-"
"He can speak to you?? What- you can hear him??"
"My brother in christ if you interrupt me again, I'm walking the other direction."
A smooth deep laugh echoed in their head at the short responses. Fierce Deity relished in this moment; the familiar bickering between the older hero and the young guide.
It brought him back to the moment during the Hero of Time's journey. During the final fight with Majora, the Fierce Deity was conscious during the entire battle. Giving his strength to the young hero and his guide. A moment where the both of you were panicking. Which then caused a stressed conversation between the two of you.
"Link- Link I swear to god if you take off this mask because you think it'll be funny. I will make sure Majora punches you so hard you blackout for the rest of this fight"
"Oh come on! It'll only be off just for a moment."
"NO-"
Oh yes. The God could only wait and enjoy on how everything will go. He will refuse to speak up and explain on what is going on. In his eyes, why not let the children piece everything together?
Besides it fine to let himself be a bit selfish in knowing who you are. It has been a long time since he's seen you. You can't blame him, can you?
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what is dark links opinion on guide/player? Love? Resentment for never guiding him? Hate? Desire? Does he feel like they are both in the same boat?
Hmm... complex, for sure. At the beginning of his existence, I don't think Dark Link really knew of/ thought about the Guide. If I remember correctly, his first in game appearance was in Ocarina of Time. Going by timeline though, I know that his first appearance was in Minish Cap/ Four Swords era. I think he may have been called Shadow Link in that? (Someone fact check me as I don't know much about Minish Cap/ Four Swords- let alone if that Dark Link is the same one as in OOT and Hyrule Warriors). In Ocarina of Time, he appears in the Water Temple and he and Link fight. During that fight he may have heard the Guide's voice as he was born from Link's inner darkness. Though, I don't think he thought much of it- at first.
When Dark Link was first born (? Materialized?) he was nothing more than the negativity that was within Link- which is how he's often categorized in the games. All that's on the brain is "Hate! Anger! Despair! Fight!". This state doesn't last, though. As time passes by and he gets the chance to observe, albeit from the shadows, he learns. As he learns, his character as well as mind complexes. This is very easily seen in how he acts and reacts in the LU comics. He's clearly thinking and scheming as well as attempting to retreat when his forces begin to lose rather than lashing out until the very end.
How he feels about the Guide changes along with him. When he first learns of them, he sees them as an enemy much like Link, Hylia, Zelda, and so on. As he begins to grow smarter and more of his own being, he does begin to feel envious and resentful. Envious of Link and resentful of the Guide. He's got traits from multiple Links yet he's received not a drop of love or care from anything. As he observes more and more, his stance on the Guide changes once more as he also sees them change. They grow less caring towards Hylia with every cycle and they also grow weaker. They get pushier with Link to worry about himself and that of which he cares about over the prophecy. No longer is the Guide the shining beacon of light they once were, and Dark Link plans to take advantage of it.
When the Guide dies, Dark Link is patient. One thing that's never faltered is the Guide's love and care towards all of the heroes they've watched over. When Dark Link begins to wreak havoc across time and space by creating portals, tearing the heroes from their own times, and tainting the land with black blood, he knows it won't be long until the Guide returns. So, when the Player comes into frame, Dark Link isn't puzzled for long. He can sense a sliver of the Guide in the Player. Although they may not be the same person, it's revealed that they have roughly the same level of knowledge and understanding that the Guide did.
To Dark Link, the Player is a chance. A chance to be something more than Dark Link. Given that he's made no attempt to sway from the darkness, he'll likely be no hero for them. Perhaps, though, he could sway them to his side and he'd finally have someone who did something more than stare at him with disgust or rage or indifference. Maybe he could cement himself into their shadow so, that no matter what, he'll never be alone again. The Player could also be used as a chance for revenge against all of the forces that have plagued him; Link, Zelda, Hylia, the Golden Three, and so on.
Or, if we're in the mood for some crack today, he could become the Player's personal, murderous guard dog. All in all, there are many ways that the relationship between the Guide/Player could be explored.
~Bipp-Bopp
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niyanoireee · 2 months
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hi i had fun doing this. hacker + “hacker” for reals.
reblogs appreciated <33
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bigsta · 5 months
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Okay, so I had an amazing idea that totally won’t flop.
So yall remember the Player comic series? The one set in Undertale where the player transports themselves in the game, talks a bit with sans, repeatedly gets forced out for some reason, helps Frisk gain free will during a genocide run, goes full pacifist but it resets, confronts Gaster, and gets their happy ending (from when I checked last). Yeah, the one with the gray skinned kid with black & red clothing.
Well, we take that idea and apply it to Deltarune (with proper credit to the original creator, of course). I think it’d be fun to see, considering now, Kris has something to argue with & free will, while the player would have to explain how they got into this predicament to Kris without saying the whole “your life’s a game” thing if he’s with others.
I’d actually get to whipping shit up now, buuuttt I can’t draw for shit and I don’t got no money to pay people. Still, good idea!
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luckymstuf · 3 months
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Real-tale (all boss characters)
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iexistapparantly · 6 months
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there is a part of the madness community where they like to HC that the controllable characters are sentient and knows about the player.. Happy to know thats just fiction, because Id be hunted if it was real :|
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creatorthegod · 5 months
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Yandere Madness Combat x reader, Player au pt 1
”Oh thank you player” I say as the player put a (favorite/color) nail polish on me, "But can I ask what is my roll in the 'game' " I question "or in general" The player smiled as twirled some of their hair " You where the healer, though not good with weapons enemies calmed down and didn't attack as frequently or hard, and allies gained health faster and get there health boxes back if lost" I think about it for a second before nodding "Don't tell the others" They said looking at me "But you were always my favorite" If I had a mouth I think I would be smiling "Really, well that why you always took control over me whenever you could" looking at the time I start to panic "I'm sorry player but I must get going, I have a mission soon" "Its fine, go ahead i'll be waiting" I wave as I rush out the room.
The player was aware most of the boys liked them, but they never liked any of them back, but they were a shipper. In the real world they read lots of madness combat characters x (y/n), hell they read one where they got a yandere harem of the others 'That was there favorite' but how should they go to get the others to fall in love with them.
Have Hank save them on a mission,
Sanford and Deminos get hurt on a mission and they help heal them,
They help 2BDammed fix someone up,
Maybe Tricky takes them and likes there calming effect,
Jeb helps them save a grunt,
They protect the Sheriff from a threat,
They heal the Auditor even though they know he is the enemy,
Or maybe they aren't scared of Phobos he take an interest in them,
Oh the possibilities are endless, when the player was positive no one was coming they went to there closet, inside was many papers some with drawings others with writing, there own fanfictions and fanart. They suddenly had an idea, pulling up the menu screen they did a little coding making it so the others had the feelings they felt towards the player go to (y/n) 'good thing I learned how to code' they thought more so happy they can see there ships sail.
"Little did I know what they felt for me was dangerous, and now they felt that way towards them they would try and never let go, and no matter how hard I tried to make there affection come back to me it never did, It was a one time thing"
"What happened next mommy?"
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waffletheorist · 2 months
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Been playing Skyward Sword, and fought Ghirahim to get the final of the three flames, and thanks to APA, I've been talking while playing now, because the idea of them hearing me is hilarious, and being the only ones to hear me say the most deranged things in game. Also, because I need to talk more since I'm practically mute irl with how little I speak. Some of the stuff I said was incredibly quotable, so I'm putting it down here as best as I can remember it. Mild Skyward Sword spoilers ahead, obviously:
Ghira: "I see you're still among the living. Fancy meeting you here."
Me: "Bro, what are you talking about? You've been standing there dramatically turned around for hours waiting for us to show up, because you KNEW we were alive and we would get here, don't give me that bull, how long have you been waiting to dramatically turn around and give this speech?"
Ghira: "We seem to bump into each other time and time again. Oh, it's no coincidence though, is it? You and I, we're bound by a thread of fate."
Me: "Thread of fate my ass, you've been waiting here to ambush us. The fact that you've been waiting here while we've been doing side quests and struggling with puzzles, for what? Multiple in-game weeks? It's hilarious, man's just been standing here being all moody and dramatic waiting for us to get here while we've been looking for bugs. How long has he been holding that pose? Has bro been practicing his lines?"
Ghira: "The thought of never getting my hands on that darling young girl..."
Me: "Huh? Oh this little shit be making comments about Zelda now? Damn, I think we gotta kill this guy, Link."
Ghira: "Your adorable friend..."
Me: "Ain't no way, this guy is so dead bro, he signed his own death warrant with Link the moment he started chatting bout Zelda."
Ghira: "I might be willing to forgive and forget if you'll strike a deal."
Me: "Hell no."
Ghira: "You'll find the skin of my arms tougher than any armour."
Me: "He's taking his gloves off? Wait, why wear them if his arms are tougher?! Oh, cloaks gone too. Put your clothes BACK ON!"
Ghira: "You have awakened a wrath that will burn for eons! I swear to you, whatever it takes, I will drag you into an eternity of torment!"
Me: "Yeah, yeah, say that like we haven't won all of our battles with you so far."
During the fight:
"Did he just GRAB OUR SWORD!?!?"
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shisabun-art · 7 days
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Since y'all have been so patient, here's a little preview of DogDay's upcoming dad arch.
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rowynri · 2 years
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V! a player that got dumped into frisk’s body after beginning to play undertale. i have a lot more context i swear but uh yeah this is it so far
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cloudninetonine · 7 months
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When you wake up that morning the calm atmosphere you'd been expecting is far gone- no, you hear yelling and cursing, pacing of men and the cogs of wisdom brushing off the dust in the heroes brains as they work overtime- and for what exactly?
Turning over, you finally come face to face with the problem-
A boy no younger than 9, hunched just by your face with eyes of Azure that you know oh so well- bright blonde hair hidden under the iconic green hat and dressed similar to the children of the Lost Woods. His expression curious as he watched you blearily blink, confused and still dazed.
"Your ears are weird." That's the first thing spoken from the younger hero of Time as he tilts his head. "Did someone clip them?"
....You turn back over after a few seconds.
"Nah, not today."
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sleepingdayaway · 9 months
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You're my baby and I love you so much!
I got Hyrule Warriors on the switch and I was able to get Young Link unlocked as a warrior. Just seeing him and how tiny he is makes me love him even more. Idk if it's obvious yall but I might have favorites (Time)
Characters: Warriors, Time (younger version), Reader.
Warnings: Mentions of fights? We're in Hyrule Warriors yall
The air was tense.
The screeching of bokoblins following the attack of hyrulian soldiers.
The pains of anguish from said soldiers as they fought back against them.
Currently the Princess of Hyrule is leading an army against the opposing commander of the monsters around Hyrule field. Being completely honest, this was a unexpected attack but who ever is leading was pretty damn good.
Taking the charging attack on the final keep was the Legendary Hero, Link. Who recently saved the castle from the forces of Ganon. It was supposed to be another simple clean up, since there are still monsters from when the portals brought them in from different ages.
Including other warriors from those ages; Daruina, Ruto, Fi, Midna, Agitha. They all helped to protect their homes from the evil that wanted to spread across the realms. Gradually, with long and enduring battles with a few close calls did their efforts finally show.
But that meant that whatever was leaked out was still around, and that meant having to continue fighting.
The training sword cuts through flawlessly in the enemies, as Link expertly moves through the the fight. Never once removing his eyes from the monsters in front of him, which made him slightly vulnerable from behind.
A huge bokoblin notices this small error, and sneaks up with it's weapon at the ready. Making sure that he's surrounded as the others distract him, it lunges for a strike before it gets knocked down suddenly. The surrounding bokoblins jumps away when the body falls to the ground, they all screech in realization and furiously turn towards the person that attacked.
There stood [Name] with a huge frown on their face as they readied their weapons, twin cross bows. Credits to Linkle who happily lent them extras. Zeroing in on the monsters without hesitation as they backed up Link, speeding up on taking over the keep.
Once the rest of the soldiers appear to take over on guarding did they both rest for a bit. Link, sheepishly stared at [Name], as said person narrowed their eyes at him.
"You need to watch out from behind too, I can't warn you like how I used to, Link."
"I know, I'm sorry. I guess I got used to you always being with me, that I forgot you have an actual physical body now."
This was something they also were getting used to, being physically in the battle and not just controlling Link. When [Name] first appeared they panicked and refused to interact with anyone since they were afraid that the others would assume that they were a spy. Thankfully, it was Lana who found the [hair color] first and helped before leading them to the others; it wasn't until the battle was over did they all finally introduce each other.
Link recognized their voice immediately, the person who helped him during the war, and latched onto them like a leech.
Now here they were assisting everyone in making sure everything goes smoothly. Only 1 keep remains and it's the final one, the one that holds the person that orchestrated this attack.
Sprinting across the land to reach the final keep before they could think about running away. Link and [Name] made it to one of the entrances as they prepared their weapons.
Looking inside the building, it was filled with the other monsters that filled the other keeps. Except in the middle where it appears they're all surrounding their leader.
The sound of the monsters fades away as the familiar melody of an ocarina fills their ears. Link tights his grip on the master sword as he prepares his body to attack, meanwhile [Name] perks up at the melody, having recognized it from somewhere.
The song plays before it falters for a moment. It picks up again, but stops once more as if they're trying to play by memory.
The monsters part out of the way, so [Name] and Link can see the figure much more clearly.
A small child, who looks no older than 10 years old stands with his back facing them, a mask resting on the belt stares at the duo. As if knowing they were behind him; did he put the ocarina away before fixing the mask on his head. The other mask is still boring holes onto them, a dark menacing aura flows freely from it.
Until it stops.
The blonde turns around as he places the mask over his face; pulling out a sword that's slightly bigger than him and swings it around clumsily. That causes the Keaton mask to slip from his face, but he catches it before it call fall to the ground. Rearranging it to it's original position on his head.
He lifts up the sword again and looks up at [Name] and Link. A smile on his face.
How do they explain to Zelda that this is a child who looks exactly like fucking Link.
Link's grip on his sword falters, a child-
There was no way he could harm one. It must be some sort of twisted joke, but it couldn't be. Before heading over here the entire army searched every inch of land to make sure everything was cleared.
The Hero looks at his companion to see if they could do something that doesn't involve fighting, but he noticed that they're no longer next to him. Instead [Name] has already jumped in; their crossbows discarded on the ground.
Now, in their arms in the young boy, who looks up at the [hair color] person as they held him close. "LINKKKK- OH LOOK HOW SMALL YOU ARE"
The boy, Link, scrunches his face at their voice before they widen once he realized who was holding him.
A grin grows on his face as he tried to embrace [Name] back with his small limbs. Which in turn causes them to cry at the action.
Quickly rushing in to finish off the monsters that surrounded them, (Warriors) Link attacked the enemies as the other two hold each other.
Warrior's made sure they're all gone before staring at the duo with a dumbfounded expression. "Uh, sorry for interrupting a heartfelt moment, but how do you two know each other?"
[Name] looks at him before setting down Young Link, "Well, for starters he's also another person that I helped before-"
Young Link, once on the ground throws himself back towards them and attached his body at [Name's] hip.
That causes them to choke up again as tears welled up in their eyes.
"Augh-! You're my baby! You're my baby and I love you so much-"
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Okay okay so like regarding the au question of the whole guide thing you responded to- that’s honestly a reallyyy cool idea 😭 Also that’s kind of sad- I mean since canonically Sage and Wild are the same person (even though I find it cool to see them interact as two different people) it’s probably heartbreaking for Sage to start part 2 (or 3 if you count AoC) of saving Hyrule expecting guide to lead the way as they always have only for them to die in the middle of it. (I’m waiting for the day a companion character doesn’t ditch Link at the end of the journey). I wonder how the chain would respond to seeing the player- after all the player knows about everything that transpired in their adventures without actually “remembering” it
They'll be a mixed bag of emotions for sure. They still have their memories of their guides and miss them dearly. They try to hide their inner turmoil from the Player as they realize the Player isn't any of their guides. That doesn't mean they don't talk about their journeys or experiences with the Player as the Player still witnessed all of it (more like witnessing a story rather than adventuring with them like the Guide did).
I think the Chain would eventually open up to the Player about the whole Guide situation which would lead to a couple of things. First and foremost, the Player would help them seek closure about the Guide "abandoning" them (or dying in Wild/Sage's case). They'd also help the Chain understand that they and the Guide may have similarities but are not the same person, much like how they're all the Hero of Courage but not the same man. That way the Player doesn't feel like they're treated like someone they're not or just a replacement for what once was.
Next, I think the Chain would try to show off to the Player. The reason why is because the Player witnessed their journey and them learning to be heroes, but unlike the Guide, the Player has the chance to see who they've become. They'd want to hear the Player's approval because the Guide was their support through their adventures and the Player will likely become their new emotional support. Even if it wasn't as intimate as it was with the Guide, the Player still witnessed everything.
Lastly, the Player and the Chain would begin to question things. Why does the Player feel bitter whenever they look at a statue of Hylia? From what they and the Chain know, the Guide and Hylia should have been on friendly terms, right? Why was the Guide growing weaker? Why would the Guide, who acted like a close friend/ parental figure for the boys, just leave without a goodbye? Even if Hylia would never answer any of the questions or just full-on lie, the truth would come out one way or another.
~Bipp-Bopp
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