THE CHOSEN HERO

MY LIFE WILL MAKE A GOOD STORY

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MOVED! Find me on @tricourage if you wanna keep writing and having fun together.

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MOVED! Find me on @tricourage if you wanna keep writing and having fun together.

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MOVED! Find me on @tricourage if you wanna keep writing and having fun together.

[h1rul3s-arch]

MOVED! Find me on @tricourage if you wanna keep writing and having fun together.

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Don't even know how many of you are still here but yeah . . . a 1:38 teaser was enough to make me want to make another remake here

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Really, really want to write so starter call? Feel free to specify a verse if you are interested in an specific one

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Reverse meme call!! Like this and I will send you some memes. Multis please specify.

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Nothing  betrayed  his  presence  until  the  sudden  thud  of  a  body  collapsing  into  the  sand.  For  a  few  heartbeats,  silence  hung  heavy,  but  then  came  the  dawning  realization  of  what  had  happened  —  of  who  now  stood  before  them.  His  eyes,  cold  and  unflinching,  left  no  room  for  doubt:  he  would  never  let  them  get  anywhere  near  @hyruleir.  That  single,  chilling  certainty  rippled  through  the  two  remaining  Yiga  members,  making  them  falter.  Doubt  coiled  around  their  resolve,  tightening  white-knuckled  grips  on  their  weapons,  and  stealing  the  breath  from  their  lungs.

In  the  end,  they  decided  the  risk  wasn't  worth  it.  Haunted  by  the  fate  of  their  fallen  companion,  they  vanished  silently,  retreating  with  their  usual  tricks  and  leaving  no  trace  behind.  Right  at  that  moment,  Link  turns  swiftly  and  drops  to  one  knee  beside  her  ❝  Are  you  hurt,  princess  ?  ❞  His  voice  is  soft  but  carries  the  weight  of  urgent  concern  that  makes  his  gaze  instinctively  sweep  over  her,  searching  every  line  and  movement  for  the  faintest  sign  of  pain.

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Also, plotting call!! I know a lot of people prefer this so like this and I will message you to see what we can come up with for our muses.

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Reverse meme call!! Like this and I will send you some memes. Multis please specify.

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song of achilles rp starters

by madeline miller. i altered some quotes so they fit better  ♡

❝  i saw then how i had changed.  ❞ ❝  name one hero who was happy — you can’t.  ❞ ❝  i feel like i could eat the world raw.  ❞ ❝  you are half my soul, as the poets say.  ❞ ❝  i have no need to forgive you. you cannot offend me.  ❞ ❝  i do not fear ridicule. i never have.  ❞ ❝  you have always trusted so easily; you have had so little in your life to fear or suspect.  ❞ ❝  do you hear me? please, say something.  ❞ ❝  your face is like quicksilver, always racing to something new. you unsettle me.  ❞ ❝  you do not give things up so easily now as you once did.  ❞ ❝  now i know how to make you follow me everywhere.  ❞ ❝  i would know your face in dark or disguise. i would know it even in madness.  ❞ ❝  there is no law that gods must be fair.  ❞ ❝  i have never seen anyone fight the way you do.  ❞ ❝  our dead come for their vengeance regardless of witnesses.  ❞ ❝  the sorrow was so large it threatened to tear through my skin.  ❞ ❝  when you die, all things soft and beautiful and bright would be buried with you.  ❞ ❝  you were always better with words than i.  ❞ ❝  i will never leave you. it will be this, always, for as long as you will let me.  ❞ ❝  you smile, and your face is like the sun.  ❞ ❝  i thought you were — something. you do not — you do not move like a human.  ❞ ❝  do you want to walk up to the woods?  ❞ ❝  you can’t be very wounded if you can stand for so long.  ❞ ❝  there are no bargains between lion and men. i will kill you and eat you raw.  ❞ ❝  we are like gods at the dawning of the world.  ❞ ❝  nothing could eclipse the stain of this dirty, mortal mediocrity.  ❞ ❝  i yearn for the darkness and silence of the underworld, where i can rest.  ❞ ❝  those seconds, half seconds, that the line of our gaze connected, were the only moment in my day that i felt anything at all.  ❞ ❝  you seem utterly unaware of your effect on the people around you.  ❞ ❝  it was almost like fear, in the way it filled me, rising in my chest. it was almost like tears, in how swiftly it came.  ❞ ❝  you are a weapon, a killer. do not forget it.  ❞ ❝  i have heard that men who live by a waterfall cease to hear it — in such a way did i learn to live beside the rushing torrent of my doom.  ❞ ❝  if you have to go, you know i will go with you.  ❞ ❝  there is no one like you.  ❞ ❝  we have given each other wounds, but they are not mortal.  ❞ ❝  and perhaps it is the greater grief, after all, to be left on earth when another is gone.  ❞ ❝  who can be ashamed to lose to such beauty? it is enough to watch you win.  ❞ ❝  do not let what you have gained this day be so easily lost.  ❞ ❝  you have killed them and taken your vengeance. it is enough.  ❞ ❝  no man is worth more than another, wherever he is from.  ❞ ❝  strange that such a small kindness feels like grace.  ❞ ❝  you can use a spear as a walking stick, but that will not change its nature.  ❞ ❝  i cannot bear to see you grieving.  ❞ ❝  i remember little more than scattered images from my life then.  ❞ ❝  i would recognize you by touch alone, by smell; i would know you blind, by the way your breaths came and your feet struck the earth. i would know you in death, at the end of the world.  ❞ ❝  i see a dozen men here ready to leap on each other’s throats.  ❞ ❝  in my land a bow is marked as the weapon of cowards.  ❞ ❝  you may still make a good person.  ❞ ❝  you don’t bother to threaten me, yet. i should be worth threatening.  ❞ ❝  the memories well up like springwater, faster than i can hold them back.  ❞ ❝  i hoped that you would come.  ❞ ❝  the voices of the dead were said to have the power to make the living mad.  ❞ ❝  i have weathered the anger of gods before.  ❞ ❝  i thought of how many nights i had lain awake in this room, loving you in silence.  ❞ ❝  there is nothing in the world i want more than to know what you had not said.  ❞ ❝  you will never gain fame from your fighting. does this surprise you?  ❞ ❝  my mind is filled with cataclysm and apocalypse: i wish for earthquakes, eruptions, flood. only that seems large enough to hold all of my rage and grief.  ❞ ❝  i will not cry in front of you.  ❞ ❝  listen to me. you go too far in this. i will not be able to protect you.  ❞ ❝  there is no honor in betraying your friends.  ❞ ❝  i’m afraid I have been prompted by a rare stirring of guilt.  ❞ ❝  i promised myself that if i ever saw you again, i would keep my thoughts behind my eyes.  ❞ ❝  i did not want you to see my fear, though normally we kept nothing from each other.  ❞ ❝  gods and mortals never mix happily in our stories.  ❞ ❝  you will be dead soon enough.  ❞ ❝  you are destroying yourself. you will not be loved for this, you will be hated, and cursed.  ❞ ❝  you left yourself today. and now you are returned.  ❞ ❝  you are a better person than i.  ❞ ❝  whatever you do, i shall stand with you, as i always have.  ❞ ❝  you have looked at me a thousand thousand times, but there is something different in this gaze, an intensity i do not know.  ❞ ❝  my life is my reputation. it is all i have.  ❞ ❝  may i give you some advice? if you are truly his friend, you will help him leave this soft heart behind.  ❞ ❝  what are you thinking about?  ❞ ❝  even the boldest of people would whisper a prayer if they brushed against me.  ❞ ❝  the keen edge of my envy was like flint, a spark away from fire.  ❞ ❝  do you think we fight hopeless wars?  ❞ ❝  it is strange, that you would speak against betrayal.  ❞ ❝  if every soldier killed only those who’d personally offended him, we’d have no wars at all.  ❞ ❝  no one has ever tried to take something from me.  ❞ ❝  stay behind me.  ❞ ❝  will you help me put the rest of my armor on?  ❞ ❝  your face is blank and barren, like another language, impenetrable.  ❞ ❝  i am here because i believe that we will win. i am staying until the end.  ❞ ❝  your presence is like a stone in my shoe, impossible to ignore.  ❞ ❝  he is not worthy of you. he never has been.  ❞ ❝  will you tell me who hurt you?  ❞ ❝  it is like a nightmare; i expect, each moment, to wake to relief. but there is no waking.  ❞ ❝  i do not need to prove myself to you. to any of you.  ❞ ❝  you have always thought too much of yourself.  ❞ ❝  some men gain glory after they die, while others fade.  ❞ ❝  even here, behind the darkness of my eyelids, i cannot name the thing i hope for.  ❞ ❝  our joy is so bright we can see nothing else but the other.  ❞ ❝  you have a tender heart. an admirable quality, surely.  ❞ ❝  you are spring, golden and bright. envious death would drink your blood, and grow young again.  ❞ ❝  i will not be the raven on your shoulder all the time, predicting gloom.  ❞ ❝  you look different in sleep, beautiful but cold as moonlight.  ❞ ❝  when there is greed, there is hope.  ❞ ❝  i could have told you more, of the dreams that leave me bleary and bloodshot, the almost-screams that scrape my throat as i swallow them down.  ❞ ❝  you are angry, and not without reason.  ❞ ❝  you feel mislead; you were promised victory.  ❞ ❝  you know, it’s funny; i keep thinking i’ve seen you before.  ❞

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We just got the official Zelda and Link for the live action movie, and I won't lie, I'm already really excited.

[shisasan]

𝙾𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚛 𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚍𝚎, 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙱𝚞𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝙸𝚝𝚢𝚜 (𝟷𝟾𝟾𝟷)

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hi. fuck ice. here is how you can help families affected by unlawful deportation

edit: and FUCK LAPD. here is how you can help bail out protestors who are in the trenches, facing mass arrests and putting their bodies on the line.

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will update this with verified gofundmes being distributed by the community:

father detained while working his job at orange county car wash: gofundme

[likeorpheus]

Google Doc and Excel spreadsheets with immigration resources here:

Here and here

Other currently active links and gofundme pages

Urgent Aid for LA families of 14 detained: gofundme

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THE  KNIGHT  SAT  ON  THE  EDGE  OF  A  CRACKED  WOODEN  TABLE,  A  THICK  LEATHER-BOUND  BOOK  OPEN  ACROSS  HIS  LAP.  The  worn  pages,  yellow  and  brittle,  rustled  faintly  as  he  turned  another  in  a  gentle  move  of  his  hand,  revealing  faint  diagrams,  half-faded  sigils,  and  scattered  notes.  His  eyes  moved  slowly  over  the  text,  studying  each  line  and  symbol  with  quiet  focus  as  if  some  hidden  pattern  might  reveal  itself  through  sheer  patience.

A  few  more  minutes  passed  before  he  flipped  back  several  pages  to  revisit  a  passage  that  had  caught  his  attention  earlier  in  an  attempt  to  find  a  fresh  perspective  based  on  the  knowledge  he  had  gained  later.  Still,  no  new  insight  emerged.  An  absence  that  sparked  a  quiet  frustration  visible  only  in  the  subtle  tightening  of  his  jaw.  After  a  steadying  breath,  he  closed  the  book  and  settled  it  beside  him  ❝  Nothing  useful  in  this  one  ❞  he  says  in  a  tone  that  carries  a  hint  of  defeat  as  his  gaze  turned  toward  @moonsworn  ❝  you  ?  ❞

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THE  RUINS  ROSE  STARK  AND  EMPTY,  ALL  JAGGED  STONE  AND  CRUMBLING  ARCHWAYS,  THEIR  ORIGINAL  PURPOSE  LONG  SINCE  ERODED  BY  TIME.  Vines  clung  to  fractured  walls  like  old  scars,  and  the  air  hung  thick  with  dust  and  stillness.  No  sound  disturbed  the  place,  only  the  wind  slipped  through,  cool  and  constant.  However,  the  silence  felt  watchful,  as  if  everything  there  was  holding  its  breath  —  and  then,  suddenly,  something  shifted  in  the  atmosphere.

He  is  quick  to  react  when  the  person  who  apparently  had  been  watching  him  reveals  themselves,  though,  for  a  reason  not  even  the  hero  himself  understands,  his  hand  stops  before  the  sword  is  unsheathed.  Had  it  been  the  realization  that  his  speed  wouldn't  have  been  enough  if  they  had  decided  to  attack  him  ?  Or  that  he  preferred  to  make  sure  they  were  a  threat  before  harming  someone  ?  It  mattered  little  now.  He  had  not  acted,  and  the  only  choice  left  was  to  keep  his  distance  ❝  Who  are  you  ?  ❞  His  voice  comes  low,  wary  but  steady  as  he  studies  @sheikage  ❝  What  do  you  want  ?  ❞

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A  COLD  WAVE  LAPPED  AGAINST  LINK’S  HAND,  JOLTING  HIM  AWAKE  FROM  THE  HAZE  OF  UNCONSCIOUSNESS.  Sand  clung  to  his  skin  and  clothes  as  he  pushed  himself  upright,  eyes  scanning  the  unfamiliar  shoreline.  Not  far  off,  half-buried  in  the  strand,  was  his  sword,  its  blue  hilt  unmistakable.  How  is  it  here?  He  wondered.  After  everything,  the  crash,  the  chaos.  .  .it  should’ve  been  lost.  Yet  there  it  was,  as  if  it  had  never  left  his  side.  The  question  lingered  for  a  moment,  then  faded.  Overshadowed  by  a  far  more  pressing  issue.

He  had  no  idea  of  where  he  found  himself.  So,  with  no  clear  direction,  Link  began  to  move  to  find  out,  each  step  cautious  and  uncertain,  until  something  made  him  stop.  Just  ahead,  a  figure  lay  motionless  and,  without  hesitation,  he  changed  his  path.  His  pace  quickening  as  he  walked  toward  it,  only  to  discover  that  it  was  a  woman,  with  dark  hair  and  unfamiliar  armor.  He  knelt  beside  @moonache,  reaching  out  to  place  a  hand  gently  on  her  shoulder  in  hope  of  getting  a  reaction  ❝  Hey  ❞  he  finally  speaks  softly  once  he  thinks  he  has gotten  it  ❝  Can  you  hear  me  ?  ❞