So a week or two ago, I got hit with sudden motivation and inspiration (thanks to posts by the awesome blogs of @luimagines, @yandere-linked-universe, and several ppl who sent things to them!) with a scene from one of my several yandere au ideas! So here is the first part of it! Ofc the wonderful Nordictwin helped me with this. She’s my partner in crime ❤️
Featuring my Oc Navya. (Note that this is a different au from the Usurper Queen piece that @nordictwin wrote for me)
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Navya feels herself settle, any doubts washing away at that moment. Sometimes you need moments like this to help accept and come to terms with things.
She is sick, no, she is furious of this little child and her mortal descendants harming, taking, and claiming what was hers.
Mine mine mine
How dare they take what's hers!
Navya breathes in deeply, and then lets it all out. She lets the small little ball of power and energy that has been dormant in her grow and spread out through her being. With slow confident steps, she prowls toward the mortal Hylia.
Kill her, spill her blood
End her reign before it can begin
With a sharp smirk, she speaks.
“Little goddess, do you know my name?”
The spoiled, defiant goddess opens her mouth, but Navya gives her no chance to respond.
“It’s Navya, in honor of the goddess of wisdom, Nayru. Funny, isn’t wisdom supposed to be yours? Yet you seem to lack it entirely.” Navya stops in front of Zelda, Sun, Hylia herself, for a moment before slowly circling her.
It would be so easy, a flick of the wrist and she could end Hylia here and now
Hylia makes a noise of offense “Now see here-!”
Navya continues as if the other woman hadn’t spoken.
“They say I was chosen by all three of the goddesses, and I was. I was named in honor of one goddess, who claimed me as hers. But do you know who it was who actually blessed me? Who, claimed me and in her blessing, declared me her successor? Bestowed upon me her power to inherit and take her place?”
Here Navya stops behind Hylia and turns to face her, to face the group of heroes in front of her, now behind Hylia.
She can see them all, ready to jump in and start fighting if they need to. They keep their eyes mostly on her, but don’t neglect to watch their surroundings for enemies (it breaks her heart to see them all so broken and battle ready, they shouldn’t have to be so watchful. They shouldn’t have to suffer as they have).
How dare they make her heroes suffer.
Navya slowly lets her power build, letting it slowly be felt by others. She can feel it seep into the air, and can feel the changes the magic is doing to her.
She can see the moment that Hylia senses her power, realizes what it is and what it means. The woman’s eyes bulge and she gapes at Navya. Her skin pales drastically before her face turns red and the defiant rage flares back into her.
That’s right child goddess, feel fear
Bow down to your betters
Navya doesn’t fight the cold smirk that slides onto her face.
She leans in and says:
“It was Farore”.
She can see her men, her partners, her heroes, (heroes just like her) all startle and focus all of their attention back to her.
Hylia, as typical of her, throws a fit. “No! You can’t, you have no right to them! They’re mine, I love them!”
Navya glares at the woman who was nothing more than a child.
“I am the heir of Farore, I am the Goddess of Courage. They are my heroes. You have no claim to what is mine little mortal goddess. They are blessed with courage, my courage, and you cannot have them.” She declares, power leaking into her voice and words. “You say you love them, yet all they have had is suffering and loss because of you. They have gained nothing from your so-called love.”
You hurt them!
I will make you suffer!
“They are my heroes! I chose them, I blessed them!” Hylia shrieks, her own power starting to leak out.
They were never yours!
“You condemned and cursed them is what you’ve done! Starting with First! You say you loved him, but he never loved you! You cursed him and part of his soul as he was dying! It brought him back as a deity against his will! And then when he tried to fight it, fight you, you cursed and exiled him into the mask!” Navya snarls, her rage building.
How dare you!
You took him from me!
“You can’t take them from me, You’ve already stolen Sky! And you have no right!” Hylia is shaking in her own anger, her power building and Navya senses it flowing into her hands, and immediately, she knows what Hylia was planning to do.
“They are mine Hylia, and I am theirs.” Navya smirks coldly at the young goddess in front of her and whispers, “and they will always choose me.”
The look of petulant fury bubbling under the surface is unbecoming on an otherwise pretty face. Poor girl, whoever she was before Hylia went and took over, Navya thinks. Sky has spoken of her compassion and sweet nature, but there is nothing of that now.
Instead Navya sees through Farore’s eyes the same brat she dealt with aeons before, acting the exact same way.
Of course it culminates as it always does.
The child lashes out when she can’t have her way, and the slap stings - no, it burns, the little shit had infused it with holy magic - as Hylia’s hand makes contact with her cheek.
Navya’s head snaps to the side and she can feel her skin blistering and bubbling and - fuck it hurts- she doesn’t doubt that there’s a handprint burned into her skin.
Navya sees Hylia raise her hand again, prepared to lash out even more (such a child) when she can’t think of anything else to do. What the goddess doesn’t realize is that Navya let her get the first slap in. Hylia has never been good at seeing the underneath, seeing how to use situations to her advantage. Hylia did exactly what Navya expected and wanted her to do.
So when her holy infused hand flies through the air to strike her again, it’s stopped.
Everything stills, as if time itself has frozen.
It is quiet.
Hylia stares at her, wide-eyed and pale, and by the Ancients, Navya can’t stop the smug, vindictive feeling that bubbles up in her chest when she slowly turns her head up and up and up.
Time smiles down at her, her wrist held in a vice grip that gets tighter… and tighter… and tighter.
Until she’s struggling, crying out in pain and discomfort, trying to reach Time’s hand and make him let go. Until that thin little wrist bends unnaturally, until it cracks like a dry twig and finally breaks and falls over, limp and useless.
Only then does he let go, still smiling, the perfect example of polite professionality.
That is, until he opens the other eye and the expression shifts to something a touch more deadly.
“Raise your hand against her again and it won’t just be your wrist that breaks, milady”.
The silence is deafening, and Navya… oh, Navya knows.
The paradigm - the world as they all know it - is shifting right in front of her, and it is glorious.
(Bells ring from somewhere unseen. A new era is dawning, with someone else in charge).
BOTW fan comic about Zelda I’ve posted everywhere else but Tumblr. I have a lot of feelings about Zelda’s character in BOTW, and I desperately needed to make a comic exploring how she personally relates to the demon she’s working so hard to keep dormant.
i had 30 minuted of down time while packing and actually felt like drawing so uh, here’s the bitch that rules my brain when i think of evil!royal!reader
they’d probably wear more jewelry but designing jewelry is my greatest misery!
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im busy packing so i wont be super duper available to harass spam send you love for a bit, ill try and send u and pinky and jonk some stuff still, but it wont be as frequent or batshit for just a lil bit
Warrior getting his walls torn down by evil reader because they risk thier life to save him is a love trope I would die for
Warrior: why did you do that? You should have know a hit like that would have killed you! I would have dodged out of the way! Why-"
Evil reader:" I dont know! Are you happy?! I just-! I didn't plan for it ok?! I always plan for everything! Always! But that time.... I wasn't thinking about myself...."
Warrior: then what were you thinking about?"
Evil reader:"....you."
Warrior huffs, trying to not let them see how that affected them. "Don't take me for an idiot."
"I never hav-"
"I know your kind. You only ever think of yourselves. Why would you ever think of me?"
"I don't know." You take a labored breath and look away. "I seem to only be able to think of you these days. I don't know what's wrong with me."
Warrior chokes on his own spit- not expecting the genuine words spoken by someone he swore he'd be warry of until the very end.
You look back over to him and slowly let your breath out. You both can hear how you strain and it sounds sickly but you're heartbeat is strong and you're alive. "Did you get hurt?"
Warrior grits his teeth- his jaw visibly tensing from the force. "No."
You nod and close your eyes again. "Good. Good."
"Why do you care?"
You hum and it takes a while for you to answer. "Lucky looks up to you." You say in leu of answer his questions out right. "When I'm eventually gone and done away with- someone has to look after him. I'd rather it be you."
"Your brother deserves a better sibling." Warrior spits.
"He does."
"He doesn't deserve you."
"I know."
"He's better off without you." Warrior says words seeped with venom. He doesn't know anymore if he's just trying to hurt you or convince himself once more of these facts. It used to get a reaction out of you- but now?
"I know."
"Doesn't that bother you?" Warrior's hand clench into fists. He doesn't know what's changing.
He hates seeing you like this.
You choke on a laugh and struggle to get yourself calmed down again to peak properly.
Warrior had to stop himself from going over to your side to help out.
"Lucky deserves the world- he deserves a childhood, he deserves a good sibling. I knew I could only give him one of those things. I knew what I was sacrificing when I started going down this road, this path, this journey. Lucky can hate me all he wants. I don't care."
Warrior knows that look.
You're lying.
It's actually first time he's ever seen that look on your face.
Hey, I was wondering if there could be a short drabble of the reader accidently hurting them? Have a good day!
Masterlist
Absolutely!
Part 1 will include Wild, Time, Twilight, Four and Wind
Content under the cut!
Wild
You held the arrow steadily in your grip, aiming as high as you thought you needed to go and released it.
You waited a moment for the projectile to make contact but the result sound was something you weren’t anticipating.
In fact, it was probably the worst thing you could have heard in that moment.
Wild cried out in shock and you heard a subtle thump, signaling his collision with the earth beneath your feet.
You put your bow away and sprinted to where you heard his cries come from.
When you found him, Wild was on the ground with the arrow right between his ribs on his unscarred side- you know he felt that one.
“Twilight is going to kill me.” You say and catch his attention. “Don’t move too much. Let me take it out.”
Wild grits his teeth and lets you get closer without question and opens his side more to give you easier access. “So I assume this is your doing.”
“Yeah, I’m sorry I didn’t think anyone was nearby.” You say and flatten the fabric around the injury.
“I guess we’re even now.”
You pause and before putting pressure on the side of the arrow and yank.
It comes out and Wild rolls away from you with his hand over the injury before he summons a low health potion to treat it.
“For the record-” You say and twirl your arrow between your fingers. “I did not do this on purpose.”
“It’s not like I shot you on purpose either.” Wild growls through the gulps that he’s been taking. “Did you have to pull so hard?”
“I honestly thought you’d put up more of a fight.” You shrug and have at least the decency to look a little ashamed. “I didn’t want to take the risk of damaging anything else... Feel better?”
“I’m not that bad.”
“Sky would disagree.”
Time
This is bad.
This is so very very bad.
You are so dead.
Warrior is going to kill you.
You picked up as many pieces as you could and tried to dash out of the room.
You ripped the door open, using your full strength to do it... only to slam it right into Time’s face.
“For crying out loud! I can’t win today!” You dropped the pieces and stepped out from behind the door.
Time had his hands on his face, cradling the area where you hit him.
“Time, are you ok? I’m sorry. Is it bad?” You step in his direction and try to pull his hands away for you to get a better look.
He lets you, albeit slowly and you gasp at the single red line down his nose. “You’re bleeding!”
“I can tell.” He mutters and goes to pinch his nose.
“I’m sorry.”
“I heard you the first time.”
“Oh- uh... um...” You bite your lip and struggle to think of the next course of action.
Time however, takes pity on you and sighs. “I was coming up to get you but then I heard a commotion. What were you doing in there?”
Never mind, this wasn’t pity. This was a trap designed to be your demise.
“Uhhh.....” You answered intelligently. “I was writing my will.”
Time raises an eyebrow, disbelievingly.
Looks like you’re going to have to come clean.
Twilight
I want this apple, you thought to yourself as you hung from the tree, I’m going to get this apple.
It was just beyond your grasp and you tried your hardest to reach for it but the branch didn’t appear to be able to hold your weight any farther out than you already were.
But you wanted that apple.
You shimmied quickly and tried to get closer for your finger tips to brush against the skin of the fruit.
There was only a slight crack in the tree but you were determined.
Just a little bit more.
You scooted forward again.
THERE! Within your grasp was the red fruit and victory filled your veins as you broke out into a large grin. You got it.
Then the branch broke.
Now the time it took to fall wasn’t particularly long but landing was certainly surprising.
It was softer than you would have bargained for, and despite the sticks and leaves that were threatening to poke your eyes out, they didn’t do much damage to your body as you would have thought.
The mass underneath you groaned.
Loudly.
You scrambled to get up, getting your foot caught in the branch and dragging it with you only to fall down again.
You landed on Twilight.
“Oh my god, are you ok?” You blurt and feel stupid a second later.
He just had half a branch and a whole other body fall on top of him. You doubt he’s ok.
“Ok.” You get up, dust yourself off and try to help him to his feet. “Let’s get you to either Sky or Hyrule, yeah?”
“What were you even doing up there?” Twilight lets his head hang a little bit before putting his full weight onto you.
He’s heavier than you thought he’d be but this is the price you must pay.
“Getting an apple.” You mutter.
But he hears you anyway.
Twilight snaps his head up to look at you and you have to look away from his stare of neutral disappointment. “You’re as bad as the cub.”
“I resent that.”
Four
You were on a rampage.
This was an injustice.
An outrage.
You paced back and forth, twiddling your hands in front of you. “I can’t believe this. This is crazy. Who said this was allowed?”
“Calm down. We can work around this.”
“Calm down? Calm down?” You snapped and spun around. “How are we supposed to stay calm when they are people out there who-”
Time stands up and places his hands out in front of him, trying to placate you. “Take a breath and count to ten. We can figure this out but we can’t lose our heads.”
“Lose? Lose? I’ll tell you about loss-!” You swung your arms out, shouting at the man before you when your arm comes into contact with something solid.
Four grunts from next to you and you snatch your arm back into your personal space as you stare him in horror. Four folds over himself with his arm wrapped around his middle, right where you smacked him.
And it’s not like you were holding back the dramatics.
You know that had to hurt.
“I’m so sorry.” You breath and crouch over to try and look him the eyes.
“Will you calm down now?” Time raises an eyebrow.
“Yes.” You bite you lip and nod, taking a good step away from Four for good measure. “Are you ok?”
“I’m fine.” Four croaks and takes a breath. “I’m fine.”
Wind
“I bet I can make that throw.” You nod to yourself with your arms crossed.
Warrior, who’s next to you, scoffs. “Sure. And the Rancher is strong enough to wrestle a Goron.”
“That’s a different bet entirely Captain.”
“Fine. I’ll bite this one. I bet twenty rupees you can’t make the throw.” Warrior smirks and holds up a small cloth bag with the assumed equal amount of money.
“Deal.” You grin and pick up the tiny blue orb next to you as your ammunition.
You take a few steps to center yourself and aim your throw. You take a breath and reach your arm back.
With practiced ease, you launch it at your target.
Wind pops up from behind the wall, dead center where you were aiming.
“WIND-!”
It hits him square in the face and explodes in blue gelatinous particles. The two of you take out your respective hook to cross the distance needed to get to him.
“Oh my god, are you ok?” You sprint over to the boy and hold his head up, using your sleeve to get what you can off of him.
“This is gross.” He whines.
“I’m so sorry.” You say. “Does it burn? Are your eyes ok? We don’t know what it was made of...”
Warrior also frets next to boy and helps clean him off. “The bets off.”
“Warrior, I will smack you. I don’t care about that.” You snap.
“Get off of me.” Wind tries to push you away.
“No. Don’t open your eyes, ok?” You say instead and take out your canteen. “Let’s wash that off first. I don’t trust it.”
The boy groans but lets you.
While doesn’t appear to be anything too damaging, it does leave a rash and Wind’s face is completely red by the time you mange to get it all off.
“Time is going to kill me.” You bite your knuckles at the thought and pale harder. “No, Legend is going to kill me.”
“I’ll say some kind words at your funeral.” Warrior nods and tries to walk away.
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