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@evintide
EVINTIDE
selective && independent QUEEN MIDNA from Legend of Zelda’s Twilight Princess
zeta. she / her. 30. EST. low activity. mutual interaction based. canon compliant && heavily driven by headcanon. minors dni.
rules. headcanon. prompts.
@abalisk ah. you’ve discovered my ultimate otp
“ So much we don't know, lingering in the furthest reaches of existence. I've never been to this realm before, even though I have been aware of it. Who are you? ”
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waxing poetic is not the strangest form of greeting she’s ever received, but she’d definitely chalk it up among the most unusual. given that the stranger had not drawn a weapon nor seemed to hold any ill intent allowed Midna to maintain an air of neutrality, though the queen never let her gaze drop from the other for a second. the eternal half light of the twilight realm affords her some obscurity within its wavering shadows. should she need to draw on greater power or make a quick getaway, a mere shift of her foot should allow her to draw from the essence of her home.
of course, the twili sovereign hopes that neither should be necessary, but given not-so recent events, she has learned to play things a little more carefully during new encounters.
“ you’re aware of this realm, yet know nothing of me? ”
the question, while haughty, is not without genuine curiosity, though it has laced itself between the sardonic incredulity that coats her very speech with practiced ease. she is alone here, given that her experiments with portals have been a private endeavor since her return home. should anything go awry, no one else might be harmed. but should she fail…
this was why she hated being responsible. too many variables to try and figure out, too many lives being put on the line. her advisors had always warned her not to play with fire…
but she’d never been one to follow tradition.
tilting her head back, the twili woman shifts to stand at her full height – little as it may be compared to this behemoth of a person.
“ i am the twilight realm’s ruler, Midna. and you, my tall stranger, happened to somehow cross its boundaries. ” her gaze narrows, corners of her mouth drawing to form a thin, toothy smile, “ something that should no longer be possible, i might add. ”
“The shadows are my friend.”
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red on yellow narrows and lowers, roaming from ear to tail tip, taking in details both foreign and familiar. a part of her is comforted – knowing that despite her abdication the twili have thrived, evidenced by how advanced this child compared to those from her youth. yet another aches, tenses beneath the cloak. instinct compels her to turn, leave, rid herself of any familiarity and comforts from the past. Midna had sworn not to return, an old heart embittered by endless cycles undeterred by every attempt to thwart them, both within and out of her home.
yet here she was, a fragment adrift in the sea of time once more, brought before a soul she had sworn once to protect, and then avoid.
she does not kneel to better address the smaller twili, instead tilting her chin further downwards, upper lip curling to reveal a fang in dry amusement.
“ as they are mine, ” the woman replies with a snide grin, cloak shifting enough to allow her phantom limb to peek through – a testament to her affinity with said energy. as if her apparent lineage was not enough. “ yet you’re not on friendly enough terms to stay where it’s safe. why have you left your home, and found yourself before me? ”
𝐁𝐆𝟑 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.
a selection of lines from the various companions' banter quotes (not cut scene dialogues!) from baldur's gate 3. these are generally spoiler free and non context specific so they can apply to different settings and dynamics! feel free to change names and the like to customize the prompts.
“Death can't have me. Not yet…”
“Calm yourself. There is plenty of me to go around.”
“Realmspace is vast. Countless worlds to be mapped, kingdoms to be conquered.”
“I have missed this. The adventure. The danger. The kicking of butts!
“Let me guess - you need something.”
“Such attention.. I never realised I was so popular.”
“Let's cook with fire, baby.”
“Do you intend to vocalise every thought?. Or just the most obvious ones?”
“Wherever we go, ye gods let there be something green.”
“Careful, or I will take your toy away from you.”
“Watch your elders and learn.”
“Perhaps try attacking the enemy?”
“So much we don't know, lingering in the furthest reaches of existence.”
“All the world's my stage and you're just a player in it.”
“The shadows are my friend.”
“Yes, yes, have your fun. It isn't you they're trying to kill.”
“Feet planted firmly on Faerûn, please.”
“Admirable stamina, yet terrible priorities.”
“Well you certainly have the 'omnipresent' part down, don't you?”
“I am ready, whatever may come.”
“My faith protects me.”
“Need a throat slitting?”
“Death greets us all - but not today.”
“You need my expertise?”
“Can you feel death's cold grip?”
“So many stars, so many mysteries yet to be discovered.”
“Death comes quietly.”
“And I thought we were going to be friends.”
“Locked tight, but there must be some way to open it.”
“No, you can't die. Get up, damn you!
“You had my attention, now you have my fury.”
“From silence to suffering.”
“So many worlds out there. You'd need a thousand lifetimes to see them all - more.”
“I hope this is important. For your sake.”
“Let them gaze deep into their own abyss, and wonder just what it is they are trying to achieve.”
“I ought to just burn this whole thing down.”
“We have slightly more pressing matters to attend to.”
“You have still have time to surrender.”
“Every kicked buttock, another step on the path.”
“Weave save me. I can't take much more…
“You are right to fear me.”
“Let me look around. Might be something that'll help me crack this thing.”
“Incredible, to think how many worlds exist beyond this tiny speck within a speck I call home.”
“I really wish I could cast a Hold spell on you.”
“I can fawn over my face later.”
“Ready for another round?”
“Keep your blade close.”
“I can't unlock it from here, but there must be a switch or a button somewhere…”
“No, that's not moving. There must be a way to open it somewhere.”
“Battle favours the fearless.”
“Sleep with one eye open, evil. Maybe both.”
“Gotta be something around here to unlock this thing.”
“Why do beautiful people taste better?. It hardly seems fair on the ugly - they have such wonderful personalities.”
“Oh, calm down. I'm happy to see you too.”
“Just go for the Magic Missile and fire away. Never fails.”
“Still standing, no matter what you heard.”
“Enough waiting. I crave blood.”
“Hang on - I won't allow this. You aren't dead, go it?”
“GODS, it's HOT in here!”
“No rest for the wicked, I see.”
“Better to hide than fight, sometimes.”
“Would that I could hide from you, too.”
“Are you feeling lonely, perhaps?”
“There is no right or wrong, only truth.”
“Battle is afoot - you can poke me once we are safe.”
“What good all this ethereal eladrin blood if I can still get pimples?”
“I should've been a drow. They have such stylish armour.”
“I am armed! Armoured! And entirely sick of your foolishness.”
“Let's have some fun.”
“War is an old woman's game.”
“No rest, be you wicked or wise.”
“I'm getting too old for this nonsense.”
“I would poke you back, but I fear that's what you want.”
“You have my attention - now do something with it.”
“You are insistent, are you not?”
“Do what must be done.”
“Your suffering will be spectacular.”
“Lest I sit down for a rest and not rise again.”
“Better to look evil in the eye. Even if it be very small.”
“I'm not built to crouch.”
“I think I could go another round.”
“Always the same old song.”
“Is perfection too much to ask?”
“Eyes on victory, tummy on dinner.”
“So many places to be.. and I chose Baldur's Gate.”
“I'm not opening that. Not from here, at any rate.”
“What is the point, if not victory?”
“Won't last much longer like this.”
“Let's hope the locals are friendly.”
“Let us show them how it's done.”
“Weapons high. Standards higher.”
“Must everyone be so exhausting?”
“What I would not give for a chunk of fresh honeycomb…”
“Which way to the nearest library?”
“Now this is my happy place.”
“Who shall I silence?”
“Stop, or die.”
“Wear your scars proudly.”
Twilight Wolf Link with Wild Link as a Flying squirrel.
Inspired by a Youtube clip with a pet squirrel trying to bury it's acorns in the fur of a massive dog.
GOLDEN KINGS : HEART CORRUPTED BY LUST OF POWER , THE OTHER FORCED TO ENDURE HIS POISON . SELF - PROCLAIMED GOD BY A NON - BELIEVER ; HIS MIRROR CARRIES ALL THE BURDEN .
You did say that adapting to Twilight’s atmosphere makes you feel more comfortable. How did you and your people manage to handle it?
" magic, obviously. " with a beckoning motion a tome glides out from a nearby shelf to come and flutter open just above her grasp. the pages turn on their own to a passage that the queen has deemed relevant to her interest, eyelids lowering in temporary concentration to pick something from its contents.
" 'lo these so called fields can nary be considered a pasture akin to that of the realm of light. no sustenance can be brought forth from their ashy soil, nor any light to bring our seeds to fruition-' blah, blah, blah... " with a derisive tsk the woman rolls her eyes, the pages flipping wildly to another passage, though she barely gives it a glance before a mordant smile creeps across her face.
" on it’s own the Twilight Realm isn’t particularly harmful, but living here without having been… let’s say, an ‘original resident’ wasn’t easy, " the still floating tome lifts along with her hand, a gesture to indicate why she had brought the apparent diary out. " if you didn’t adapt, you didn’t survive. simple as that. as the queen i have the honor of having access to these personal accounts… very few of which are pleasant, hehe. "
her snicker is equally as skewed as her expression, though its sharpest edges dull oh-so slightly when her gaze returns to the book. the once hard curl to her lips softens to hide her fangs, the sight of which had only offered a dangerous edge to her smile. despite her obvious derision towards it's previous owner, the twili seems incapable of maintaining disgust. or, perhaps, she has more history with this tome than one might automatically assume.
with a hum she finds something else that grabs her attention inside, but it's contents remain a mystery to all that do not hold it.
" but our ancestors were tenacious. what couldn’t be found was made, even if it was feeble. and over time their new home changed us as we changed it. " her other hand lifts so that a finger may trace something across the book's pages, as if following a line to one side to the other, dipping occasionally to follow a possible turn or curl. once it reaches the other side, the corners of the queen's mouth lift again, though it lacks the severity of it's earlier iteration.
the hand below closes, and with it the book snaps shut with a slap of finality.
" of course, all of that took place a long time ago. not that light dwellers would find our home unpleasant, but we twili have made the most of our realm, and it to us. "
lord give me one more chance i promise, i’ll make this one count lord give me one more chance i beg you, please hear me out
independent and private wolf shapeshifter based on personal lore with multiple au’s.
a study in ⸻ prophetic girls chosen by the sun, liminal spaces and heartaches, becoming the hero you needed, responsibility tied to family bloodlines as a curse, godhood is just like girlhood begging to be heard, the need to disappear into the trees, the euphoria of grief, a wolf yearning to belong amongst dogs.
written for mature audiences. howled by ryn. like and reblog to join the pack. CARRD
“your people have long amused me, midna. to defy the gods with such petty magic, only to be cast aside… how very pathetic. pathetic as they were, though, they served me well. their anguish was my nourishment. their hatred bled across the void and awakened me. i drew deep of it and grew strong again.” - ganondorf
so, uh. howdy ya'll. sorry about the disappearance. life sort of happened and my health took a bit of a dive. thankfully nothing into the extremes but enough where i wanted to prioritize time for myself. still working through stuff but hey, who isn't? my sincerest apologies to those i left in the lurch. i plan on working on stuff around here again and will get back to you soon. hope ya'll have been well. as always, i appreciate your patience ♥
ᶠᶦˢʰᶦᶰᵍ ʰᵒᶫᵉ 🐡🌸 ⇢ twilight princess
Midna's helmet
Platonic for Link @gloryseized !
not so secretly looking out for the lil guy. this absolute feral dude without the inner awoo. sir what are you doing with those bombs i swear to twilia it's gOING TO BLO--
Almost a full board 😳
those blanks might be lead to some real ruff patches, HEE HEE--
this bingo card was secretly link-coded i guess :<
I can assure you only 30% was intentional.........
