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neverchecking · 11 months

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Hi!!! I have a request, but feel free to ignore it if it makes you uncomfortable ❤

So you know the muddle buds in totk? The stuff that confuses allies and enemies in a puff of smoke? How about instead it made ppl horny 👀 with twilight if that's okay? Maybe him and reader went exploring together and accidentally got a puff of that flowers pollen or something?

Idk feel free to ignore this!! Have a nice day <3

Not at all, Darling!

I freaking love the muddle buds. They are my favorite weapon in totk, honestly.

So I went Soft Yandere! Sub! Twilight last time, now we get to go a little more Yandere Dom! Twilight >:D

Slight totk spoilers, but not much! Just about a Muddle Bud!

Smut CW: Hard, rough sex. He pins you to the wall man. AFAB! reader, he has a country accent. Calls you darling, dumbification if you squint, breeding kind. Also, Twilight bites.

Wild had given them the go ahead. He had said that though his Hyrule looked different, most of it was still the same. There were a few new thing, here and there, but it was still Hyrule.

So, obviously you had wanted to explore.

And Twilight wasn't going to stop you. Oh no. But he wouldn't let you go alone. No, he wanted to please you, but he wasn't completely crazy just yet. How could he watch over you if you went off alone? He couldn't! You knew he was Wolfie, so that wouldn't work either since you would catch him right away.

He was just lucky you seemed more than happy to have the company. He was just happy to see you so excited. You trotted in front of him, in some sort of leaky cave, looking at it all as if it was an entirely different entity. You awed over the bomb flowers and ooh'd over the luminous stone deposits. You even cooed over the Bubul frog before being dragged along once more. Twilight merely followed, growling lowly at a Horriblin that seemed to grow a little too cocky. It immediately backed down with a small whine, disappearing into a hole in the roof.

At least it wasn't black blooded.

Twilight remained just paces behind you, staying a steady pillar of security as you let your walls down in favor of exploring. He was more than ecstatic to do so, simply watching you. His Goddess.

Oh, how he adored the spark of life in your eyes as you skipped along, looking around walls and through vine blocked entrances. (Not that they remained blocked for long. One look at your pout had him gently pulling you back with a charming smile before slashing through them easily. When you smiled up at him with pure joy and unfiltered glee, his heart sang.)

"Look, Twi!" You called for his attention that he gave easily, pointing at a small trio of flowers. They were a gorgeous swirl of pinks and purples, almost seeming to shine in the light of the cave. He struck a nearby brightbloom seed to give you a better look.

One of your hands gently graced the petals as you looked up at him. Something inquisitive and endlessly curious lit up your irises, which he just melted over. The inner canine in him howled in admiration, tail wagging as it circled in an excitable circle. He just let himself smile since he doubted you would take too kindly to him just howling.

"What do you think they do?"

"Hard ta' say." He shrugged, crouching beside your own form and eyeing the plant. You gently bounced it on a finger, furrowing your brows at the prospect of a new mystery. "Wild would probably know." You hummed.

He nodded along, before standing, offering you a hand. "Probably. C'mon. We should probably head back before they start gettin' worried. Ya' know how Sky gets."

You giggled behind a hand, taking his before dipping into an exaggerated curtsy. "Why, thank you, Sir Twilight of the Twilight Realm."

Rolling his eyes, he played along-- because he'd be a fool not to. Whatever you wanted, he would give you. There was no question about it. Even if he feigned annoyance. "Why, of course, yer' highness. It is my absolute pleasure." He smiled, one of his canines gleaming.

You laughed again before waving him off. "Oh, shove it. Let's go, cowboy."

"After you." He bowed, making you roll your eyes before you were moving once again. Both of you stopped at the sound of something cracking above you, making you look up. A tip of one of the stalactites shivering before falling. It landed in the flowers, making a puff of lilac smoke bloom in a small cloud around the area. Twilight immediately reached for you, because he'd be damned if he let that hurt you, but unfortunately not even he could fight against pollen as you coughed into his chest.

He gently held your hands, scanning you for anything that could possibly be wrong with you, (Who cared about him? Not when you could be hurt. You could be in danger.). He was going to maim Wild if something happened to you because of something he failed to warn them about. Goddess, if this was something fatal, he'd never forgive himself. No Hyrule would withstand his pure rage should something happen to you. Nothing would survive his pure anger in it's rawest, most feral form.

But, outwardly? You seemed...Fine? Your cheeks were a little red, but you seemed...okay? It was a tentative and hesitant okay, but you seemed just so. "Darling? Are ya' alright? Aches? Pains? Anything wrong at all?"

"No, no, just...hot. Like it suddenly got thirty degrees hotter." That would explain the red cheeks. You gently cupped his cheeks, pupils blowing wildly. "You okay, cowboy?"

"'m fine." Come to think of it, it did feel hotter. Way too hot. And Goddess, he knew you were good looking. But it seemed something just made you positively radiant. Absolutely glow as everything around you hazed away. Your touch was like pure magma, hot and smoldering against his cheek, but he needed more. He couldn't breath without you at this point, but it was more like you were the very oxygen he needed. The atmosphere that kept him together.

He needed you. He needed you so badly. He needed your touch and your aura, for your nails to dig deliciously in his back as he absolutely ruined you. He needed...He needed-

He would fucking explode if he didn't kiss you right now.

So he did. He leaned down, smashing your lips together in a kiss that was more teeth and tongue than anything, animalistic and primal. You groaned against him, fingers tangling in his hair as you pulled him closer. Your groans lit a fire under him, urging him on as his own fingers tugged at your useless clothes. You honestly were doing society a disservice by wearing them. No, you were doing him a disservice because he, and only he, was the only one allowed such a delectable view. Only he could make you this way. Feel the way you clung to him like he would disappear should you let go. Relish in the feeling of you pulling at his hair to get him as close as humanly possible. To hear the way you absolute whimpered his name as he pulled away just far enough to rid you of your blasted tunic, dropping it to the side. To experience the electricity between you two as you ground against him.

He couldn't take it anymore. You were primed prey ready for him to take. He had been patient. He had been a gentleman. He had been everything you wanted. But he was little more than a wolf in sheep's clothing. Laying in wait for the perfect opportunity to strike. To bite into his precious little doe.

And now was this opportunity.

Your head angled up just perfectly as he latched to just beneath your ear, licking and sucking his own marks into the skin. A sign that you were his, his, his. All His. His rutting increased in ferocity and tempo, making you cry out for him as you pulled at his belt. It was dropped somewhere to the side with your tunic along with your own belt as your leggings were pulled to your knees.

Anymore would have to wait since he couldn't.

His pelt fell to the ground, discarded carelessly, as he pinned you against the stone wall behind you, holding your ass in his hands as he rutted and rutted and- If he didn't stop, he'd fucking lose his ever loving mind.

With another growled curse, he ripped those pesky panties away from your lips, leaving the shreds fall to the ground as you wiggled him out of his pants. "Darling, I can't- I need-"

"If you don't stop talking and fuck me, I'm asking for a favor from Warriors."

An absolutely feral snarl left him as he plunged into you, feeling you constrict against him as you cried out in either shock or pain. Didn't matter as you were eagerly demanding more.

And more was what he would give you. More. Until you couldn't stand the thought of being without him. More. Until you couldn't think of anyone but him. More. Until he had effected you in at least half of the way you effect him. More. Until you were nothing but a mindless, babbling, crying mess for him and him alone.

Just to see you, tears dripping down the crowns of your cheeks and drool shining along your chin, was a dream he had had many times over. But to have the real thing, clenching around him, marking up his back with nothing but mindless cries? That was a euphoria like no other.

It was what made everything worth it.

You just felt so...Cynefin with him. Perfect in every way. He just wanted to please you. To worship you. So just let him. He would treat you so nice! So well! Give you a nice home, let you do what you wished as long as he came back to you. Wanted to stay home a be a house wife? Perfect. Wanted to get a job? He wouldn't be ecstatic, but he's sure there's some odd jobs around Ordon, where he can watch you. Want kids?

He halted for a second. The thought becoming oh so domestic to him. The thought of you round with his own kid, his pup, a part of you and him put into one. It was something so domestically perfect and something he wanted. Oh, he wanted it bad. It kicked his hindbrain into a whole new gear as he picked up his tempo, hearing you cry out. You were dripping around him at this point, crying his name again and again before squeezing around him. It was as if you were milking him, asking for his children.

That must've been it, and if that was what you wanted, that was what you would get.

His fingers dug into your hip with a bruising grip, jutting as far as he could, biting into the junction of your shoulder and neck, pinning you there as he filled you to the brim. It was yours, all yours. He wouldn't let you waste a drop, oh no.

Besides, he was just getting started.

Dinner wouldn't be ready for a while yet and by the looks of it, you weren't quite satisfied yet either.

And that just wouldn't stand.

Small AN: Man, three in a day, you lucky geese you! I hope you guys enjoy these all, sincerely, I really enjoy writing for you guys and I love seeing your reactions in the tags. So thank you for being so welcoming. I appreciate it more than you could imagine.

With all my love,

Cinder XOXO

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mobbu-min · 1 year

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☆ bragging rights ☆

(ft the first years)

a/n I couldn't find the request where they wanted the first years, but here it is! Ortho is strictly platonic!

tw cursing

want more? eat up bestie! ☆,☆

Ace + Grim <3

⋆ Grim’s like, ‘No. Please, Great Sevens, no…’ He wants anyone but him. Grim wouldn’t mind if it was one of the Leech Brothers, or hell even, that weird ass bowl cut kid that tried to light everything on fire. Just anyone but Ace! He can’t! Just imagining Ace’s cocky ass grin sends Grim into a fit of rage. Really considers all his life decisions.

⋆ Ehm, can you please speak a little louder? Ace didn’t hear that. Ace squeals like a high school girl who just got asked to prom. Considers this his greatest accomplishment tbh. You’re the hottest thing since sliced bread and Ace is the super cool, incredibly good looking super mage. Like it’s a no brainer. A match made in heaven. Of course you’re going to be bragging about him. Who wouldn’t? (please, never stop. Ace literally cried tears of joy)

Deuce + Grim <3

⋆ Honestly, Grim’s okay with this one. Sure Deuce is a little airheaded, but Grim likes him a lot more than Ace! (that’s a lie, he loves both of them equally, just too stubborn to admit it) And he knows that Deuce will treat you right. Though, Grim doesn't know much more arguing he can take from the flustered idiot one and jealous idiot two.

⋆ So so happy. He calls his mom immediately after, (i mean, he’s been calling his mom about you since the day you met) Deuce has really tried to be better, to be the type of guy that you wouldn’t hesitate to call yours and knowing that he made it makes him want to explode (in a good way ofc) He wants to cry, jump up and down, take you by your waist and give you a big ol’ smooch. There’s so many things he wants to do, so many things he wants to make you feel, because Deuce is so in love it’s embarrassing really. (Ace gags while also mourning the fact that it’s not him, jealous bastard)

Jack + Grim <3

⋆ Grim is a little on the fence about this one. Jacks a great guy, don’t get him wrong, but Grim doesn’t want to spend his mornings, afternoons and nights working out. Well, on second thought, the image of Grim sporting a rocking six pack kinda gets him to rethink….No, no…he does not want to give up his tuna! Jack will have to pry his box of tuna from his cold dead paws before he lets that happen.

⋆ His tail does a little waggy once he hears you bragging. Like how can he not? He already talks about you a whole bunch. I mean if you count him always going ‘C’mon, even the prefect could do better!’ or ‘you might be even more airheaded then the Prefect…” then yeah, Jack’s doing a lot of bragging. He’s loyal by heart, but also emotionally constipated, so you’re going to have to look for the hidden meanings behind his brash words. Because it’s there! You just have to look hard and be patient!

⋆ Or you can just look behind your wolfy friend and stare at that ass- I mean, that tail! Yeah, tail! Because it’s betraying how he feels. So thank you tail! (and thank that ass, because it’s thiccc!)

Epel + Grim <3

⋆ Grim is honestly okay with this one. Epel and him are on good terms. So it doesn’t bother him all that much. Really there's nothing else to say other than, Grim is just happy that you’re happy.

⋆ YEEHAW BITCHES!!!!!HE WINS!!!!! Epel is alive and dying at the same time. He’s calling his meemaw, peepaw and all that jazz, because guess what? He’s not bitchless anymore! Yes! Take that Vil, you pompous jerk! And you too Rook, you frenchie! And most importantly, fuck you Ace! He beat you and now you look like a fool! HAHDHHAHA

⋆ Okay, but after Epel gets over his high, he’s face down on his apple plushies practically crying because he’s so happy.

Ortho + Grim <3

⋆ Second son? SECOND SON? NAH! GRIM’S IS YOUR ONLY SON! He literally gets so offended that you're talking about Ortho more than him. Every little ounce of affection or praise directed towards you little robotic buddy is greeted with an irritated huff and eye roll from Grim. Like did you forget that Grim’s been with you since forever? Grim truly see’s Ortho as a rival/threat, because unlike the other boys who you continuously thrist over, you’re so sweet and kind to Ortho and treat him like he was your kid/brother. It really gets Grim’s gears going. He just wants you to know that he is not above fighting a child, robotic or not, he’s going down.

⋆ Oh, Ortho’s over the moon. The person he sees as a second sibling loves him so much! It makes him so happy. Literally, he thinks he’s dreaming (can he dream?). And omg, this just fuels Ortho to get Idia to confess to you, so you’re all like an actual family. You and Idia can be the parents and Ortho and Grim can be your kids! Ortho has already taken to treating Grim like a little brother, constantly patting his head and giving him treats (which does soothes Grim’s dislike to him by a lot, at this point you think Grim likes Ortho more than you) Ortho does ask if you four could all take a christmas photo together (or whatever the equivalent to christmas is in their world) and he sends it to every one of his friends with really fancy blue and pink glitter gel pen font that says ‘From the Shrouds!’. Sure he knows you aren’t actually a family yet, but he’s sure he can do a little convincing and bam! The wedding is bound to happen!

Please just do as he says! Let this boy be happy T0T

Sebek + Grim <3

⋆ There’s dead silence from Grim. Like you do realize that you have no insurance right? How the heck are you supposed to pay for hearing aids for the both of you? He doesn’t get it. What’s the appeal? Did you hit your head that hard? Grim’s judging and he’s judging hard. But overall, Grim surprisingly feels bad. All he can think of is that one lyric you scream out every now then by that Rana le Del, um… What was it again? The Other Woman~ and that’s you. He just shakes his head because he knows you can do better.

⋆ Sebek is a blushing mess. He’s on two ends of the spectrum, one being incredibly smug and two, wanting to scream the ears off anyone in the ten mile radius of him. There is no inbetween because he’s not a chill guy. When Sebek wants something he puts 110 percent into it. And that's what he does for you. You know what name becomes a frequent occurrence in his vocabulary? Yeah, it’s your name. There’s not a sentence that he says that does include you and Malleus in it. Yeah, he is making and joining every club that there is about you and yes, that is a shrine dedicated to you right next to his Malleus shrine. And no, you cannot stop him.

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m-jelly · 10 months

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HELLO SWEETIE PIE <3 can I request bunny fem reader x wolf grumpy Levi? Like he’s always so stoic and growling at anyone but he’s so overprotective and in love with us in a “I hate everyone but you” way 🥺💕💕

thank u if u do <3 ilysm

@ladycheesington <3

The big bad wolf has a heart

Pairing: Wolf!Levi x Bunny!Fem!Reader

Genre and tags: Modern AU, pack mentions, being a couple, hybrids, cute, fluffy.

Concept: Levi helps Erwin with the pack and gang they lead. While working he's rather grumpy and seems on edge. People think something is wrong with him and soon find out that it's because he's missing you. As soon as you turn up with treats, Levi perks up and is very happy.

@ladycheesington @levisbrat25 @nyxiieluna @li-anne @galactict3a @youre-ackermine @thebobaprincess @2moth-anon2 @cypidity @notgoodforlife @demonsimp6 @nbinairyn

Levi snarled as he started to get irritated. He slammed his fist on the table. "Enough." He massaged one of his black fluffy ears. "Would you just listen to your pack leader Erwin?"

The weak wolf man bowed. "Y-yes, s-sorry!"

Levi groaned. "I don't understand why you are struggling so much to follow orders."

"I'll do better."

Levi glared at him. "You better." He stood up and snarled. "If you don't, I'll rip an ear out! Now, get out."

"Yes, sir!"

Erwin watched the weak wolf man run away. "You threaten him?"

Levi ruffled his hair. "He's a fucking idiot."

"He is, but you didn't need to threaten him."

Levi growled. "We need to crack down on them all. If we don't, we could lose respect."

Erwin smiled. "You're right and I stand by you. You've done so much for me and my pack. You're an incredible wolf."

"I feel like there is a, however."

Erwin walked over to Levi. "You look like something is bothering you. You've been really cranky today."

Levi sat back and groaned. "I'm on a new suppressant to tame my ruts. It's safer for bunnies and it's messing with me. I'm a bit irritable and I just want my bunny."

Erwin smiled. "You'll see her soon."

"I hope so." Levi sighed. "I just need to hug her. It'll tame me."

"I miss my mate too. My sweet kitten is at home away from me. I crave to be with her, but we have work to do."

Levi flopped on his desk. "Mm."

Erwin checked his watch. "Lunch. Some food might perk you up."

Levi flinched and sat up with his ears twitching. His tail started to wag. "She's here!"

Erwin looked to the office door. "You sense her?"

"My mate!" Levi launched over his desk and ran out into the base to see you holding a basket and talking to someone. "Bunny!"

You turned and smiled brightly at Levi. "Hey, my handsome wolf."

Levi tackled you into a hug as his black tail wagged fast. "Bunny."

"How are you, my handsome mate?"

"Cranky."

You kissed him and giggled when he smiled. "New suppressants still messing with you?"

He nodded. "Yes, but it's for a good reason." He nuzzled against you. "It's all for you."

"Thank you."

"Hey!" A young wolf hurried over. "You're Levi's mate?"

Levi turned and growled at the young wolf and made sure his canines were showing. "Back off."

You put your basket down and rubbed Levi's chest. "Calm wolfie."

Levi looked down at you and wagged his tail. "Bunny."

You giggled as he chomped on your bunny ear. "I am his mate, yes. Sorry, he's really protective of me."

Levi tugged on your ear before nuzzling you. "Mm, mine."

"I made you lunch. You want to go eat it in your office?"

Levi grabbed the basket and held your hand. "Come." He pulled you along with a happy smile. "We'll cuddle too."

"Yes."

As you both walked by, people were shocked to see the grumpy wolf they knew well was smiling and happy. They were wondering what was special about you. They wanted to know how a little bunny lady managed to tame the grumpy and strong wolf, Levi Ackerman.

Levi slammed his door shut and turned to you. "Just you and me."

You sat down on his sofa. "I hope you like the lunch I made."

"I love everything you make."

He opened up the basket on the table and felt himself drooling at the delicious meat dishes you'd made. "So good." Levi dove into your arms and kissed you over and over. "You're the best. I love you so much."

"Love you too, Levi."

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ellethespaceunicorn · 4 months

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2023 Character Wrapped

@geralts-yenn and @raccoon-eyed-rebel tagged me to talk about my favorite characters. And well, this is just too good not to pass up. So, join me, won't you?

Let's rank my favorite characters! (Based on # of times I have written them).

Under the cut to keep my ramblings off your dashboard...but you just know there are bunch of Henry Cavill-shaped bitches under this cut.

But, in what order??

Alright, let's get this party started with...

Walter Marshall - Night Hunter

I feel like this is absolutely no surprise that I've written the most for this grumpy bear. But, I just call him Daddy. Whether he be touch-starved, an enemy turned lover, falling in love like a love-sick puppy, taking a little "me time" for himself, or being the goodest boy as werewolf Wolfie. Even wrote a headcanon about his hobbies.

2. Clark Kent - Man of Steel, BvS, Justice League

I have loved the character of Clark Kent since I was a little thing, I'm obsessed with curly-haired nerds. Clark also is the only character I have written "fluff" for, be it praising what you think are flaws or surprising you for your birthday. I have written him as a Sub and as a Dom (in my only work that has surpassed 1k notes).

3. August Walker - Mission: Impossible - Fallout

I've never written August as the good guy, and there is a reason for that. In my head, he's the life-ruiner. He can be sweet (to you), but odds are he just killed a guy because the guy looked at you for longer than a second. I've written August as a pissed-off Dom who was sick of being interrupted, a very bad Daddy, and an Uncle who takes advantage of his nephew's girlfriend here(original) and here(director's cut).

4. Captain Syverson - Sand Castle

Oh, Syverson. My baby don't even got a dayum first name and he's popular. I've written him confronting a lover during a post-apocalyptic pregnancy realization, and as a married father-to be getting his beard trimmed and talking to his unborn daughter. He's also featured in my Werewolf!Walter Marshall story, and that's all I'll say about that. (Also, I've been referring to him as James Syverson in every iteration of the character that I have written for - I think.)

5. Mike - Hellraiser: Hellworld

My sweet baby boy. He is a guilty pleasure. I gave him a full series where he finds love and has quite the cast of characters as his family. But, technically, I only wrote the series because of what happened here and here, when his naughty Uncle slept with his girlfriend.

6. Napoleon Solo - The Man from U.N.C.L.E.

He's just so fucking sexy. I love him, your honor. He's been a suave and sexy older man wooing a young student over a good meal, and also started a series where he was falling hard for a woman in his apartment building (still in the early stages and I promise @deandoesthingstome that I will get back to this series).

7. Sherlock Holmes - Enola Holmes series

I have also loved Sherlock Holmes since I was a little kid. I thought he was the coolest person ever, but he's a curly-haired nerd so of course I loved him. I love when Sherlock is in love, whether he is ignoring his bratty wife until he takes matters into his own hands, or if he is having trouble coming to terms with new love.

8. Charles Brandon - The Tudors

This little shit. This redeeemable, sexy, fucking slut. I love him. I've only written him once, and it was a request! But, I enjoyed it. I loved writing him getting teased sexually and then taking control of the situation. So hot.

9. Humphrey - Stardust

Ok, not actually a fan of Humphrey, I've just written him. And that was all thanks to @sillyrabbit81's milestone celebration at the beginning of this year. This fic is kind of a weird egg, just, go with me though. The plot is: you and Humphrey are step-siblings who end up getting a little...involved. I'm not sorry for the title of this fic.

And to our last entry, the only non-HC character...

10. Lloyd Hansen - The Gray Man

What can I say? If I had the means, and I guess I really do but whatever, I would rank this man at #2 above Clark Kent. Because Lloyd-excuse me...Sir is one of my all-time favorites. I've included him inside larger stories as a bit player, see Bright Like the Moon (where he plays a bad man later in the series). But, I also wanted him to have his own show where he was the star, so I had him stalk and kidnap a girl and tie her up in the basement and call her Sunshine. I also wrote a little headcanon about his family, quirks, hobbies and his sleeping habits.

TL;DR: Walter Marshall is Daddy, Lloyd Hansen is Sir. And I need to finish one series before starting another. Maybe I will work on that. *snort*

I have written for a lot of characters, and I'm not gonna stop. I really wanna write so much more and my WIP folder is literally overflowing with things. I just started a new fic like the day I posted the most recent chapter of THiCC. What am I doing??

No pressure tags: @cardierreh15 @milknhonies @halfofmysoulsblog @xblackreader @xsapphirescrollsx

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factual-fantasy · 8 months

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24 asks :000

Sorry. I don't take art requests! And also trust me, I've seen it everywhere. Its a very bizarre series indeed.. <XD

(Also thank you! :D)

@multifandomjays

:DDD Thank you so much!! I'm glad you like my art! Also BIG thank you for the acknowledgment of boundaries, it means a lot <:}}}

@annathefenecfox

Actually, someone made a post discussing this. I cant remember who it was but they made a good point-

In Above and Beyond(?), Natquik is introduced to Tracker and they both act as if they are meeting each other for the first time. But in that flash back with Barnacles, Tracker was there.

If you look at Barnacles and Bianca compared to the other scouts, their outfits are different..

They put it all together and it looks like Natquik was there for Barnacles junior/younger years in the polar scouts. But at some point he disappears..? Then later on when Barnacle is a senior polar scout he falls in the ice. So it looks like in canon that Natquik wasn't there when he fell in the ice. WHICH would be wonderful angst materal.

Barnacles and Natquik are back together on an adventure and they fall in the ice. Natquik is fine but Barnacles is panicking. When they get out he tells Nat the whole story. Nat would feel horrible for not being there for Barnacles all those years ago.. :'(((

HOWEVER.... I'd like to think that Natquik was there through all of Barnacles polar scout years and saw him graduate. Where he eventually retired young to go and do research in the Antarctic. Hmm.. I'll have to think about this one <XD

Uhhg, yeah. The DLC lost me at Cassie. That was already complicated enough. And then the Mimic came around and the 3 other suits and the weird glitchy computer bunny thingggg

I mean don't get me wrong, I love all of FNAF to death but sometimes I wanna push it down the stairs XDD

@astrokea

XD Our army grows bigger and bigger everyday!

@cudlycorncornsworthcoberson

THANK YOU SO MUCH!! Right after posting that I looked back and cringed a liiiittle bit because I felt like maybe the angst was too much/unnecessary. So I'm really glad to hear that you liked it! It makes me feel better about having posted it XDD

@easterartist

Oh don't worry! The fact that you don't have a default pfp wipes you of any suspicion XD

Also thank you! Its always fun to hear about people getting into Octonauts because of my art! :DD

@gregorythechild

Also today currently I am dizzy and full of anxiety weee

Also I love the ',:) too funny! XDD

Sorry, I don't take art requests. That character looks great though! Also thank you! I'm glad you like my artwork! :DD

@worldsaskingmachine

That's an interesting thought actually. I imagine Freddy wouldn't really like to look at it too much. I have this idea that none of the Glamrocks really like their new forms. Freddy especially, he misses when he was shorter and softer. He was very huggable and it was very rare that a child was scared of him.

Now a days he's mostly just designed to look flashy, not really to hug. And his sheer height means that some of the little kids are afraid of him. :( So looking at one of the older model behind the glass- although its tall too, it'd probably make him sad and miss his old form. :((

@wolfie-777

XD They might fight at first, but then they'd be two peas in a pod.

Foxy: "Yarr, I cant believe it! Yer a REAL pirate!! I wish I could sail out on the watr' and be a true pirate too.."

Jack: "Yarr, sailin the seas don't make you a pirate, Its what's in yer heart lad! Yer just as much a pirate as me!"

Foxy: ":DDD"

@fallingbones

THANK YOIUUU!! I'm so glad to hear how I've inspired you!! :DD

Actually its funny that you mention Foxy's legs. Since I've designed Foxy, Bonnie and Roxy with those legs, I've been going back and forth constantly on whether or not it was a good design choice. I kept considering going back and redesigning all of them to have normal legs in my FNAF recap/repair. But I ultimately I kept them for reasons that will be explained later 👀 All in all- I'm glad you like them! :DD

XD Heck yeah! There's quite a lot of us here on Tumblr. Type #octonauts in the search bar and see for yourself! :DD

@problematicskeleton

THANK YOU SO MUCHHH!!! I'll be sure to take it easy <:}}]

That.. is a good question. I never really thought about it. :00 Also thank you! :D

@burningmusicfunnygiant

Mmm, I'm not so sure. Some older employees know that Bonnie and Foxy are down there. I don't think seeing him active again would make them bring him back to the stage. They don't have the authority to do that. They would most likely just shut him down again. Maybe even remove his battery so he cannot be reactivated..

Also if I were to make a Glamrock Bonnie design, personally I would keep him purple and make him look more bowling ally themed. <XD Maybe someday I'll draw that! :0

THANK YOU!! :DDD Of course everyone is free to do their own thing. But I personally got kind'a tired of the CONSTANT shipping everywhere. Its like some people think that fandoms cant be fun if the characters aren't romantically pinned together. Or like the most powerful kind of love is romantic. Which is just not true.

So I've just wiped away any and all shipping from all my fandom content. With a tiny select few of exceptions. I wanna show that these characters can love and care for each other, WITHOUT romantic interest being the motive.

@funkymonkeyzz

I have drawn him before actually, twice that I can recall!

Once here, and Here! Although if I were to draw him now? Or even add him to my AU? He'd look a lot different than he does in those drawings <XD

:DDDD Thank you so much!! :}}}

I've been drawing literally as far back as I can remember. So I'm not 100% sure what initially inspired me.. Although I did draw a lot of sonic back in the day so maybe it was that? :0

@paytonthefrog

AAAAA THANK YOU!! :DDDD

Hmm.. that's not a bad idea :00 Maybe I'll draw it sometime!

@pinkbomb08

XD Thanks for the reminder. I'm doing my best to take it easy while working on all these projects-

#my response #fnaf security breach #fnaf security breach dlc #fnaf security breach dlc spoilers #octonauts

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plumipal · 2 years

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If you are doing request can you do, the first years "protecting" Yuu.If there's a character limit,just pick Ace or Jack.

(your art is so cute.)

Shuehegrg thank you anon <3 !!

This took a while sorry, had to learn how to draw Jack's hair correctly without it looking megawack,,

Now big bad wolfie over here is making sure he's protecting them at all costs. He will make sure no one bullies them or even tries anything bad with them. Such a good guy!

He might also cause fatal injuries to anyone who tries to bully them. He's very messy too,,, but not infront of the MC of course!!

(I had way too much fun with the blood on the last one sorry fbjenebdg--)

#yandere #yandere twst #yandere twst art #yandere twisted wonderland #yandere twisted wonderland art #yandere jack howl #yandere jack howl x reader #my man go clean up after yourself smh #such a messy dude honestly

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luimagines · 1 year

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I also request Fairy Reader that uses magic to have a full human form being sweet on the boys bc they deserve all the cuddles and fresh baked bread-

-Softie

Oh that's cute! I'll see what I can come up with. <3

Masterlist

Content under the cut!

You didn’t think it would have gone this far. At first you just wanted to do something nice for this group of warry travelers.

They had all looked so young and tired and downtrodden.

You didn’t intent to stay in form longer than you had. You had just wanted to help.

One of them saw right through your spell and pulled you aside to see if you had needed any assistance. You had to tell your brother that it was quite the opposite. He seems a bit skeptical of your intentions but there was little you could do to persuade him, and little he could do to change your mind.

And now, as you finds yourself squished between the one called Wolfie, the one called Wind and the one called Sky, you think it’s about time someone saved you and woke them all up.

The one they call the Old Man passes by and you reach your hand out to him. “Help me.” You whisper, still not wanting to wake them up. “They’re squishing me!”

He smiles somewhat, laughing with his eyes and bends down to meet your level. “How unfortunate. Well we can’t have that, can we?”

He takes your hand and gently moves Wolfie off of your legs as he pulls you up. Together you keep Wind from falling over and place him next to Sky.

You dust yourself off, fixing your skirt and top. “Thank you.”

“Anytime.” He pats your head. “It’s only fair.”

You hum and dash over to the small pouch you’ve begun to bring with you. “I know I said wasn’t going to stick around for so long this time-”

“And yet they trapped you into a cuddle pile.” The one called Legend snorts. He reeks of magic- more so than Wolfie but it’s more stifling. It’s all sterilized magic. As nice as he is, it hurts your nose.

You smile tensely. “The little one wanted a story. It wasn’t my intention.”

“Hmm.”

You take out the loaf of bread you had baked that morning and hand it to The Old Man. “Here. This is for you.”

You’re quick to duck back into your bag and take out the little baggy of dried fruits with peeled and deshelled nuts. ”And this is for you as well. I’m sorry I couldn’t bring as much last time.”

These trips are actually quite the pain in the wing, you wince. But you don’t say that thought out loud.

He takes them gracious and bows his head toward you. There’s another knowing look to his eye. “We accept these provisions once more. I’ll do my best to make sure everyone gets a share.”

You nod back and put your pouch over your shoulder. “Alright then. This is all I can do for now. A thousand pardons for my intrusion.”

“Aww... You’re leaving us, already?” The one called Warrior teases. “But you just got here. Stay a while. Take a load off. Who’s ever denied good company?”

You blush a bit. “Flatterer... I already said my stay has to be short. I’ve already stayed longer than intended.”

“Ignore him.” The one called Four laughs under his breath. “We know that. Take care of yourself, ok? We’ll see you soon?”

You nod. Another one that you think might be onto you is the Smith. So between your brother, The Old Man and Four, you think you’ll have to sparse your visits somewhat. Even if every part of you tells you to help them where ever you can.

You take a few steps toward the tree line before the one called Wild taps your shoulder. He holds out a small package that smells divine. “Here. For helping us as much as you do.”

Your heart begins to beat a little faster as you take it, gently putting it in your pouch. You nod and smile- ignoring the way your eyes get a bit watery. With a little bow, you send the tiniest of magic his way, before making your way back into the forest.

You keep walking until you’re sure the trees cover your form from their ever perceptive eyes. You shift back.

You shrink and move up simultaneously. The pouch on your bag begins to gain weight exponentially even if it’s technically lighter than before.

“Wait!” Your brother calls out. He’s in your face before you know it and helps with the pouch. “Ok, I got you. Let’s get you to the fountain to rest.”

“That’s not my fountain though-”

“But it’ll help with the weight.” He cuts you off. “You might tear your wing otherwise.”

You can’t argue with that, even if you try. “....It’s a small sacrifice.”

“Don’t talk like that.” He scolds. “If your wings tears we’ll never be able to see you again. There’s no coming back from that.”

You whine and let him do as he pleases. You get back to the closest fountain. The mother here welcomes you both graciously.

Your brother- your only brother- bids your farewell and kisses you forehead in payment for your troubles. It’s refreshing. You feel energized.

Time to collect more food for your next visit. You’ll see if you can bring more. But first- you’re going to eat what Wild gave you. And you don’t plan on sharing.

#linked universe #linkeduniverse #linked universe x reader

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chocoperrito · 1 month

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daily check up!! ⸜( ◜࿁◝ )⸝

how have yuu been!! heres sum treats for yuu!! 🧁🥞🍭🍰

also r ur commissions still open? if not thats oki!! & a doodle request..a gray wolf?/gen /nf - 🌿🐾

i’ve been a very patient fella today .. but got good news, so very happy ! thank u for the treats !!

n yeas my commissions are open until 2 days from now :3 gonna post the wolfie on its own in a second !! <3

#｡truly beloved #🌿🐾

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nsfw-lone-wolf-nergiganos · 1 year

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hey wolfie!! could i request sub!male reader x diluc with praise and mb daddy kink if you’re comfortable? one shots or headcanons is fine, and i’m also cool with cis or trans reader. thanks so much :3

(i think turning off anons is best if it makes you more comfortable. :3 i love the stuff on here already!!!)

Hey buddy, and sure, your request is approved. Also, I'm glad you love what I'm doing here so far. There is more to come on this blog so be ready 💙😁.

Dom! Diluc X Sub! Trans Male Reader NSFW Headcanons

Warnings: daddy and praise kinks

You just love it when Diluc pounds you while you moan in pleasure

Getting praised for being such a good boy for turns you on, and makes you want to be very naughty towards him

You love calling him daddy, especially when you want to tease him or get punished

You love having Diluc's cock in your butt as he thrust inside you roughly, but you love it when he's rough too

Diluc loves it when you moan your heart out, it is music to his ears

You are a very naughty boy for Diluc, but he still loves and cares for you nonetheless

#genshin impact x male reader smut #genshin impact x male reader #genshin x male reader #genshin impact smut #genshin smut #diluc x male reader #diluc headcanons #diluc smut #x male reader #male reader #male reader insert #sub male reader #x trans male reader #trans male reader #x transmasc reader #male reader smut

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lyrabythelake · 2 years

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Whoops, Wild doesn't seem to like Wolfie very much, even though they've only just met! "I wonder what's up with that?" Asks the entire chain, none too subtly.

(Am I pushing my personal agenda with this prompt? Maybe.)

Love ya Lyra <3

Thanks for the request Paloma!! Sorry this took so long, I was having trouble coming up with something for this one. In the end I forced myself to sit down and write it all without thinking ahaha so it might be a slightly different style to normal??

The wolf was Wild’s best friend on his journey. It had been a time of utter confusion for him after he had awoken from his hundred year sleep, relearning the very basics of life with a voice in his head warning him of his sole purpose to defeat the Calamity and the legends of his former self looming over him wherever he went.

Unlike the rest of the world, the wolf did not care about those things. He cared whether Wild was eating enough and showed it by hunting for him, dragging wild deer to his campsite in his maw so they could cook it and eat it together. He cared whether Wild slept soundly, offering his warmth on cold nights and his gentle presence through his countless nightmares. The wolf, unlike anyone else, cared about Wild as a person, not a hero.

But like all things, the wolf’s life was fleeting and it ended in the fight against calamity. After throwing himself in front of a fatal blow meant for Wild, he had bled out on Hyrule Field among the green grass and the meadow flowers, and Zelda herself had watched Wild mourn.

It was only weeks later that the wolf appeared in Wild’s life again. Those markings on his forehead were unmistakable; those kind eyes were the same, only younger, more energetic. His fur was less scraggly, and he ran with a spring in his step that hadn’t been there when he was Wild’s best friend. There was no recognition in those eyes though, nothing to suggest the wolf had ever seen Wild before. It made sense, of course. It was clear from the bits of their timeline the Links had managed to piece together that time worked in strange ways and made little sense to the limited minds of men. It still hurt, though, to see the wolf care for him no more than he did any of the others.

There was something else too, and it took Wild a while to realise what it was about the Rancher that seemed… off. It wasn’t the markings on his forehead that made him realise (although he scolded himself for not putting two and two together before), but rather the look in his eyes. He noticed first in the heat of battle as they fought side-by-side, a dance they had perfected in their short time together, but his eyes had a ferality to them, a fierce and animalistic anger that Wild was all too familiar with. It was then, with the full view of Twilight’s markings, his slightly pointed teeth, and his shaggy wolf pelt, that it all came together. He was so surprised he only narrowly avoided being gutted by a Moblin.

The realisation only raised more questions. Why had the wolf–Twilight–not revealed his Hylian form to him through all those months spent side-by-side. Cold and lonely as his adventure had been, he would have benefited endlessly from having someone to talk to. Had he not been able to change forms? Had he not trusted Wild?

There was a part of him that wanted to ask Twilight directly, but that meant revealing his future to him, their long, dreary journey, and his eventual demise. Wild knew from experience that knowledge itself was a burden and he wouldn’t inflict that upon a friend without his consent. So he was left to wonder, and his wondering soon turned bitter. It hurt to see Wind play with him in the evenings with a stick like he had once done and to see Time call Twilight “Pup” with a knowing glint in his eye like it was a secret only they shared. It was jealousy in its purest form, and mixed with the nauseating sadness he felt whenever he looked at him, knowing what would one day become of him, it grew resentment between them. When the wolf–”Wolfie”--appeared, Wild kept to himself.

“Do you not like dogs?” Wind asked him one day as they walked through Legend’s era, seemingly out of the blue although Wild had an inkling of what he might be referring to.”

“I do,” he replied simply.

“Oh.” Wind paused for a moment and then, “You know, Wolfie is just like a dog. I know he looks intimidating, but he’s actually very friendly. He’s not like a wild wolf at all.”

As if Wild didn’t know that already.

“I’m sure he is,” he said.

“You should try giving him belly rubs, he really likes them.”

“Okay.”

“Or throwing a stick. That’s always fun.”

“Fine.”

Wind gave a resigned sigh, clearly picking up on Wild’s coldness.

“Just letting you know,” he said quietly, kicking up dust beneath his feet.

Wild said nothing, jealousy filling him at the prospect that Wind would think he knew Wolfie better than he did. It was stupid and childish, he knew, but for as long as he could remember he had little success in the art of keeping unwanted emotions at bay.

There was another problem too. Because Twilight was kind and funny and seemed to be on a mission to befriend Wild. He had a twang of the accent many old farmers had in Wild’s own world, a genuine fondness for Ordonian goats, and a mischievous side to him that made even the most laborious days a little more fun. He took Wild under his wing and Wild let him, because there were so few people in his life who cared for him that way.

But every time he laughed or told a joke, the wolf flashed before his eyes, bleeding through his matted grey fur and holding back the pain from his whimpers. Wild’s grief was so much worse now that he knew there was a complex, human personality inside that wolfish form.

—

He didn’t know what made him do it, but there is rarely time to think things through in the midst of battle and when Wild had seen the Lynel bring down its blade to most likely cleave Wolfie in two, his body acted before his mind could catch up. He had raised his sword in a defensive block before his chest as he shielded Wolfie from the beast, but the Lynel’s sword was gargantuan and heavy and Wild’s was one he had found in a chest along their journey, old and slightly rusted. The force of the Lynel’s blow had forced the edge of it back into his chest and he had struggled with all his might to stop it from piercing his heart before Warriors dealt a deadly hit from behind.

As it was, his chest was left with a huge, gaping wound reaching from his shoulder to his stomach. Twilight, who had mysteriously appeared just as the battle was over, was the one to bandage it tightly to stop the bleeding.

“Why did you do that?” he asked quietly, his voice quivering just a little.

Wild paused, breathing through the pain, and then said, “You would have done the same.”

“For Wolfie?” he asked. “I’m not sure I would have, Wild. He’s just an animal.”

“No, I meant for me. You would have done the same for me.”

Twilight studied him carefully, taking his eyes away from the wound and the blood on his hands. Wild’s heart thumped heavily in his chest.

“What?”

“I know about Wolfie, Twi; you’re not that subtle.”

“Oh.”

Twilight’s expression changed from mild surprise to furrowed confusion and then, finally, to transparent hurt. He began to bandage Wild’s wound again with exaggerated concentration.

“Is that why you don’t like the wolf?” he asked.

“What?” Wild asked, confused.

“I get it. It’s not… natural, but just know that I never intended for this to happen to me. I don’t choose to be the wolf–or, well, actually, I do, but–”

“Woah, wait, what?” Wild asked, perplexed.

Twilight looked at him with an expression so uncharacteristically vulnerable, Wild could have hugged him.

“It makes sense now. Why you avoid me in my wolf form.”

Wild’s eyes widened without his consent as he felt an overwhelming need to explain it all to him despite knowing he couldn’t.

“Hylia, no, Twi, that’s not—that’s not the reason at all, I promise.”

“Then… why?”

Wild bit his lip.

“I can’t tell you. I’m sorry, I wish I could.”

Twilight frowned.

“Why not?”

“I just can’t, Twi. Trust me, it’s better if you don’t know.”

He tried to convey his apology through the following silence, the desperation and anguish of the emotions he had been forced to keep hidden.

Twilight stared. Then, just for half a second, his gaze flickered to where Time stood across the camp still in full armour. When he looked back to Wild, there was something suddenly resigned about him, something old and weary, and for a moment, Wild caught a glimpse of the wolf he once knew.

“We’ve met before, haven’t we?” Twilight asked sadly.

The breath was stolen from Wild. How… how could he know that?

“What–”

“It’s okay, Wild, I understand why you can’t tell me.” He smiled, though it looked forced. “I’m glad we get to meet again in my future.”

There was nothing else said between them as Twilight finished wrapping the bandages. There was nothing more to say, but Wild was left with a whole lot to think about.

#lyra writes #thanks again paloma #love ya too <33 #linked universe #linkeduniverse #lu wild #lu twilight #angst

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dino-fart · 1 year

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Hi there! Hope everything is well

I have a request if this is your thing (if not it’s okay)

Reader hides an injury, Stephen finds out and gets a little upset, he made reader promise to come to him in the future.

Later on reader gets a super minor injury (like a paper cut) and seek out Stephen for fun

A little angsty, teasing and fluff would be perfect

Thank you

@their-love

All is good, thank you <3

Stephen sat across from you on the bed. He was carefully wrapping the bandage around your right arm. You got the cut from sparring with one of the students. The student felt terrible for causing the cut but you reassured them it was okay. That was until Stephen discovered the cut when you were trying to hide it from him.

“Stephen...” You said softly.

Stephen didn’t answer, he was taking deep breaths to calm his anger. He finally met your gaze and gently touched your cheek. ‘Please...Don’t hide things from me. Especially this.” He said softly.

You nodded and slowly moved to embrace him. “I’m sorry...” You said in a small voice.

Stephen hugged you back and kissed your head. “It’s okay.”

A few days later, you got a paper cut from one of the books you were reading. You watched the blood trickle down your finger. You closed the book and went to the bathroom in your shared bedroom. You turned the faucet on and let the water clean the blood. “Stephen!” You called out. You heard rushing footsteps up the stairs and to the bedroom.

“What is it?” He said panting.

“I cut my finger.” You pouted and pressed the towel on the cut. Stephen walked over and held your hand.

“Are you okay?”

“Yeah, I just wanted you to know.” Stephen smiled and kissed your head.

“Put some antibiotic gel on it, it’s in the left drawer.” You nodded and followed his instruction.

“I need to wrap you in bubble wrap.” Stephen joked and wrapped his arms around your waist. His cloak removed itself from Stephen’s shoulders and wrapped around you.

“That works.” Stephen smirked and kissed you.

Tagging: @strangeswife, @strangelockd, @thealleydog, @wolfie-west, @k1mikoz, @fizzybubbletea, @pinkthick, @silver-shadow, @strangesthirdeye, @mynamehasbeentakenbysomeperson, @lucimorningst4r, @evelyn-kingsley, @their-love

#their-love #doctor strange x reader #stephen strange x reader #requests

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silvrash-797 · 2 months

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@webhead3345 here's the next part of your ask!

Roll for stealth... (pt 2)

Day 16+24: came back wrong/doing this because I care about you

There are injuries mentioned close to the end of the fic, but nothing graphic

Part 1 | Part 3

Read on ao3

I left him. I left him, I left him, I left him! The thought pounded through Twilight's brain in time with the thud of his paws against the shifting sands. Against his better judgment, he had left his Cub surrounded by assassins who wanted nothing more than his death to escort a fully-trained Gerudo warrior home. He knew his wild Cub was strong and resourceful, but he’d also seen how many Yiga were there.

The longer they took to get help, the less likely it was that his Cub would survive this encounter.

As soon as Twilight was sure Buliara was on her way safely back to Gerudo town with Link's sand seal, he tapped into the Goddess’s magic that allowed him to teleport without Midna's help, letting it pull him back to the Daqo Chisay shrine.

He shook out his coat and turned the Twili magic of his shadow crystal away from his body with a thought, grateful the Goddess let him shift back to Hylian. He truly thought he’d be stuck as a wolf until his Cub's journey was complete – she must understand how much he cares for the kid.

Now he just had to pray to Ordona and any other god who would listen that Riju would allow a meeting. He didn’t have a way to sneak into town like his Cub did.

Trudging to the main gate, Twilight stopped just before the pair of Gerudo guards could cross their spears before him.

“No voe are allowed into town!” the guard on the left warned. “Leave!”

Twilight held up his hands and stepped back a pace, not wanting to antagonize the warriors. “I understand,” he reassured them, “but I must request an audience with Lady Riju, it’s urgent.”

The guards’ eyes narrowed behind their masks; Twilight could sense the time they were losing slipping through his fingers like the sand at his feet.

“Please, I am not Yiga. I come bearing news of the Hero, Link.”

Shock passed briefly across their faces, then one nodded, turning into town. The other guard kept her spear pointed at him, eyes never leaving his. Twilight tried not to fidget, but his nerves were straining raw with each second that passed.

Finally, the guard returned, declaring, “The Chief will meet you at the sand seal rally south of town. The guards at that entrance have been warned to keep an eye on you. Make no attempts to enter town, and your audience will be granted.”

Twilight couldn’t help his relieved sigh. One step closer. Hold on, Cub. “Thank you,” he breathed, turning to make his way around town as fast as he comfortably could on two legs. He wanted to shift back, but there were too many eyes on him. He’d have to remain Hylian for now.

Riju was already waiting at the rally when he arrived. “Sav'otta,” she greeted. “You are the Hylian voe who requested an audience?”

“I am, Lady Riju.”

“And you have news about Link?” She was hiding it well, but Twilight could sense she was nervous. “I saw him but half a day ago. What news could you possibly have?”

How best to explain…he held up his left hand, where the mark of the Triforce shone softly. “I am Link, the Hero of Twilight from an age long past, sent here by Hylia to help Link with his journey. I…am also the wolf that went with him, to rescue Buliara.”

Riju's eyes narrowed. “Prove it.”

Twilight flinched, remembering calls of monster from his loved ones during his quest. It’s okay, he told himself, she needs to know, needs to trust. I’m doing this because I care for him, she’s already seen my wolf form and is fine with it. Taking a deep breath, he gathered the Twili magic close, crouching as it washed over him. As his form settled, he sat on his haunches, ears pricked, panting in what he hoped was a friendly way.

Riju breathed an astonished laugh, coming closer and running her hand through the fur at his neck. “You truly are his Wolfie!” she exclaimed. “Thank you for helping him.”

Twilight nodded, relieved, then stepped away to shift back.

As he stood, Riju’s face turned serious again. “What news do you have, Link, Hero of Twilight?”

“We found Buliara without incident, but were surrounded by Yiga before we could compete our escape,” he explained, pacing as he retold the tale. “Link…stayed behind, sending Buliara and me ahead. She’s on her way with Link's sand seal, but I fear what may have happened to Link, since he hasn’t arrived at the shrine.”

He faced the Chief, unable to help the pleading in his voice. “Please, Lady Riju. He’s like family to me; I have to go back for him, but I can’t do it alone.”

Moment of truth. “Will you lend me some of your warriors to go bring him back?”

Riju gazed at him for a long moment, then smiled and touched his arm. “Link tamed Vah Naboris and earned the trust of every warrior here. I’m certain many would go with you. Meet us by the northwestern gate in an hour.”

Twilight could have wept with gratitude. “Thank you,” he murmured huskily. Riju smiled at him, then turned back to town. Please, Cub, he thought, please be okay.

Twilight paced through the sand at the northwestern gate, too wound up to rest. Every moment that passed burned at his soul, tempered only by the relief that washed over him as his keen ears picked up the sound of a veritable army approaching from within the town.

Riju led the way, nearly every able-bodied Gerudo warrior – all armed to the teeth – following behind. She stopped a few paces from him, hands on her hips as she grinned up at him. “I told you many would join us.”

The warriors spread out in ranks, all arrayed towards a towering Gerudo woman dressed in the armor of a captain. Twilight knew her from previous visits to the town – Captain Teake.

She stepped out to the fore of the army, raising her voice to the assembled troops. “For too long, the Yiga have threatened our people!” she shouted, “For too long, we have let them grow and fester! They captured Barta and stole our Thunder Helm. They kidnapped Buliara and held her hostage. Now, they have captured our Hero! This. Cannot. Stand!”

The assembled warriors roared in agreement, banging weapons on shields.

“It is a long march to Karusa Valley, but we will not be stopped! We march to eliminate the Yiga threat and rescue the Hero Link! May the Heroines grant us the spirit and endurance to succeed!”

This time Twilight joined the shouts of the warriors as they finally stepped out. Hold on Cub! We’re coming!

-----

The trek through the desert took twelve long, grueling hours at a quick march, but no one complained. They’d crossed paths with Buliara early in the march and sent her back to oversee protection of the town. Cooling elixirs had been passed around at about the same time, so Twilight was comfortable despite the heat and his many layers. He took vicious pride in eliminating every enemy that came in their path.

Now, as the twilight turned slowly to night, they stood at the arched entryway to the Yiga's hideout.

Riju and Captain Teake turned to Twilight as the warriors gathered around. “You have the most recent experience with this place,” Riju said, “I assume you have an idea where they may be holding Link?”

Twilight nodded, nervous energy building the closer they came to finding his Cub.

“Then lead the way.”

Teake turned to the warriors. “This is not a stealth mission. We will eliminate every Yiga who gets in our way. We follow the Hero of Twilight!”

It was harder to track scents as a Hylian, but he did retain many of his enhanced senses regardless of his form. He led the way through the hideout, past Barta's old cell, down into the prisons where they’d found Buliara, listening intently for the rustle of fabric and paper, trying to smell anything beyond the overwhelming perfume of mighty bananas.

The tang of relatively fresh Hylian blood snagged his attention as they passed one of the cells and the breath froze in his chest. Inside the dim cell he could see drops of blood scattered along the walls and floor, mingled with the crisp-pine-yellow-sunrise scent he’d come to associate with his Cub, although that was soured by fear and pain.

A growl rumbled deep in his chest and his lip curled. They had hurt his Cub! The army had yet to encounter a single Yiga soldier, and his Cub was no longer here. It didn’t bode well.

“Twilight?” Riju touched his arm; it took everything in him to not snap at her. “What’s wrong? Why have you stopped?”

“He was here,” he snarled, “He was here and they hurt him.”

A faint scream reached his ears from deeper in the base, and his heart stuttered. No, please…

He was running before he knew it. He didn’t even care if the Gerudo warriors were behind him. His Cub’s scent was getting stronger, as was the scent of blood. A pained screech rent the air, guiding Twilight on. His heart pounded fit to burst, but he refused to stop. I can’t stop now, not when I’m so close!

The screams stopped. Twilight redoubled his pace, tears pricking his eyes. No, no, nonono!

Twilight chased the freshening scent of his Cub's blood – left, right, around the corner, through the door, down the hallway, another right I’m so close! – liquid fear dripping down his spine as the sounds of someone choking and coughing reached his ears. The hallway he was in ended abruptly at what appeared to be an open-air arena.

The garish red of Yiga jumpsuits were everywhere, each laughing and pointing at something further into the arena. Twilight craned his neck, trying to see through the ocean of masks and topknots, looking towards the focal point.

His heart slammed into his boots, shattering on the dusty ground.

“CUB!!” Fueled by fear and desperation, Twilight plowed through the crowds of Yiga soldiers, the spearhead leading the charge of the attacking Gerudo warriors. He only had eyes for the poor, bloody boy strapped tightly to a stone table, stripped to his underclothes, and the Yiga that stood over his head, pouring a thin stream of water over his Cub’s mouth and nose.

Twilight’s sword jumped to his hand in mere moments, and he’d struck down the surrounding Yiga assassins in a few moments more.

Frantic with worry, he pulled the soaked cloth from Link's face. Dull, frightened eyes stared back at him for a few seconds before the boy fell unconscious.

Twilight wasted no time pulling a dagger from his boot, slicing through the ropes and leather that bound his Cub. As he cut the restraints, he checked for injuries, horrified at the burns and deep lacerations covering nearly every inch of exposed skin.

It wasn’t until the last cuff was cut through that he realized Link hadn’t taken a breath.

Swiftly, Twilight turned the young hero onto his side, intending to hit his back to clear any water from his lungs. He froze as he saw the damage to his Cub’s back. There would be no good way to get Link breathing again, not without hurting him more.

Anguish and indecision roiled inside Twilight, and for one eternal moment he was afraid he’d faint under the weight of the choice on his shoulders. His Cub still wasn’t breathing. He’d have to do something.

A watery blue light began to leak from Link's deepest wounds. Spectral flames encircled his prone form. Twilight made an aborted move towards the kid, but took a step back, watching fearfully as the flames burned brighter.

The only places he hadn’t been able to follow Link into were the shrines and the Divine Beasts. He’d spent the days the kid was inside pacing, worrying, and trying to hunt to take his mind off the worrying. He never knew exactly what happened inside, only that his Cub came out stronger, smarter, faster. His Cub had mentioned gifts from the former Champions, but hadn’t used them, to his knowledge. He could only pray that this light was somehow one of them.

The faintest outline of a Zora woman appeared in the air above his Cub. Slowly, she ran her hands down the length of his battered body. As they passed, bleeding stopped, wounds knit together, and color returned to the kid's face. Her hands came back to hover over his chest, and Link choked on a gasp as water was forced from his lungs. The Zora's hands stayed firmly in place as Link coughed, a deep focus on her face.

Finally, Link took a deep, clear, painless breath, and Twilight found his own breath coming easier. His Cub would be okay.

The Zora woman pressed her lips to the young hero's forehead, and a sweet, ghostly voice echoed around them. “It has been my pleasure.”

She looked up, a small smile on her face as she caught Twilight's eye. She gave him a tiny, respectful nod before fading away.

Twilight watched his Cub breathe as the Gerudo warriors formed a protective circle around the table. Most of the fighting was done, but he could still hear a few stubborn blademasters.

Particles of malice – Twilight hadn’t known there was meant to be a blood moon tonight – began their ponderous journey towards the sky as Link's eyes finally opened. The kid gave a frightened cry when he realized where he was, but froze, panting, when he noticed he’d been healed.

Twilight was sure there was still some mental healing that needed to happen, though.

The Cub looked around warily, rising to a crouch as he surveyed the ring of warriors around him. His fingers hovered near his right hip as if to grab his slate; he paled when the only thing that met his searching fingertips was the fabric of his shorts.

Wide, wild eyes made another complete circuit of the warriors before they settled on Riju, who’d stepped up next to Twilight. “Riju?” Link whispered, voice ragged from stress.

Twilight heard the smile in her voice as she responded. “Yes, Link, it’s me.”

“I don’t…how…who…?” Link stammered, trembling as the dark magic of the imminent blood moon brought a shadow to his eyes.

Twilight could almost see the recent memories slotting themselves into place in his Cub’s head. He rushed forward to catch the kid as he wavered, shock and stress and exhaustion in every line of his body.

Link's eyelids fluttered as he shivered in Twilight’s grasp. Carefully, tenderly, he pulled the wolf pelt from his shoulders and wrapped it around the younger hero, who tangled his fingers in the fur and immediately settled, sighing.

Link was asleep before Twilight stood up completely, arms wrapped protectively around his Cub.

Twilight turned to Riju. “We need to find his slate and his other gear,” he said, eyeing the reddening sky, “and we need to get away from this place.”

“We already have a team in the base searching,” she confirmed. “They should be just about done.”

With the last blademaster finally driven away, the Gerudo warriors formed a protective circle around Twilight and his Cub as they swiftly made their way back through the base. They met the search party just past the cells, and Twilight placed the slate and the kid's clothes in his own pouch for safekeeping.

The blood moon reached its peak as the last warrior descended the small cliff south of the base. Malice filled the air, thick enough to choke King Bulbin, and Twilight could feel it trying to make him shift back to a wolf as Hylia's influence faded.

Twilight gritted his teeth, mentally shoving the dark magic away until the calamitous influence receded. He could not afford to be a wolf right now.

They continued through the sand until they made it to open desert, then stopped to rest for what remained of the night. Between the long march, the battle, and the Blood Moon, everyone was ready to rest, even if it was only for a few hours.

Twilight curled protectively around his Cub, refusing to let the boy out of his arms after everything the kid had gone through. They slept through the night without movement, both exhausted, and Twilight woke with the heat of the rising sun. Link still slept on.

A quick breakfast and cooling elixirs were distributed by the warriors, then they resumed their march.

Link finally woke as noon approached. Twilight wouldn’t have known were it not for the way the boy stiffened in his arms. He peered through the fur of his pelt, catching the bright, wild eyes of his Cub as they glared around.

“Where am I? Who are you?” Link croaked, voice thick with sleep and distrust.

“Hush, Cub,” Twilight soothed. He shifted the pelt away from the young hero's face so he could see more clearly. “You’re with friends, see? We’re headed back to Gerudo town.”

Link relaxed minutely as he saw familiar faces among the Gerudo warriors. “What’s a Hylian voe doing with all these Gerudo, anyway?” he asked, fingers idly twisting the fur of the pelt. He paused, though, and his gaze grew distracted. “This fur…I thought Wolfie was here. I could’ve sworn I felt him when…where is he?”

Twilight tried to answer all the kid’s questions without overwhelming him. “I helped the Gerudo rescue you from the Yiga. The pelt is mine – it’s all we had to cover you with. And Wolfie…” he grimaced, letting out a heavy breath to steel himself before he admitted, “I’m actually Wolfie.”

Link stared at him, incomprehension clear on his face. “No…you’re wrong. There’s no way Wolfie's actually Hylian. He is definitely a wolf – I sent a wolf away with Buliara! How could he come back as…?”

“Cub, Cub, shhh!” Twilight tightened his hold around the fretting hero before he could dump himself onto the burning sand. “Look at my tattoos! Look into my eyes! What do you see?”

Link stilled, staring as a dozen conflicting emotions flickered across his features. “They match…” he whispered.

Distrust still shone on Link's features, so Twilight pulled out his next piece of evidence. “We were just coming out of the Rabella wetlands when Riju called you on your slate. I helped you take down that black hinox!”

Belief flickered behind the Champion's eyes, but it was immediately chased by hurt and betrayal. “But…if Wolfie's always been Hylian…why didn’t you…?”

“Change back?” Twilight asked. Link nodded. “Until now, Hylia wouldn’t let me. I tried, believe me.”

“What changed?”

Twilight chuckled humorlessly. “You did, Cub. You sent me away with Buliara, instead of letting me stay to help, as she had intended.

“The only reason we could rescue you in time is because I teleported back to Gerudo town as soon as I knew Buliara would be safe. Hylia allowed me to shift back to get the help you needed.”

Twilight watched the Cub ponder this information as the army stopped for lunch. He carefully set the younger hero on his feet and returned the Sheikah slate, laughing to himself as the Cub immediately changed into more heat-appropriate gear.

Link returned the pelt, watching with a small smirk as Twilight gratefully resettled it on his shoulders. “So, what do I call you while you’re Hylian?”

Twilight grinned. “Well, my name is also Link, but you can just call me Twilight.”

#SilvrAsh writes #febuwhump #day 16 #day 24 #pre-LU #lu twilight #botw link #botw riju #this is /technically/ complete...but there will be a continuation on day 25 #for those who want to know what happened to Link while they were apart

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