the universe is in us

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spend your nights awake - Chapter four

“Shit,” Wild cursed, quickly glancing around their camp. It seemed that Time was the only one awake, who was gently placing Wind on the ground and not-so-gently pushing Warriors off. “What are you doing?”

“What am I doing?” Time repeated, fixing Wild with a stern glare. “What were you two doing? Don’t try and lie to me,” he added, flicking his gaze to Four. “I heard the whole thing. Why in the name of the Goddess Hylia were you two sneaking around and having late night conversations?”

Wild winced, lowering his gaze to the ground. It was never a good sign when Time used Hylia’s name like that.

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color-coded minds

When an argument in Four gets a little out of hand…

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spend your nights awake - Chapter three

“Literally, I don’t need to sleep.” Wild sighed, trying to find a way to explain it clearly. “Okay, so when it’s nighttime, you feel… drowsy?”

Four nodded. “Yeah. When people need to sleep, their mind becomes foggy, and they have a hard time focusing. Their eyelids, these right here,” He touched the tip of his eye, showing where it is, “become… ‘heavy’, I guess you could call it. There’s a whole study on it, but I’ll spare you the details. That’s really all there is.”

Wild nodded, grateful for the additional information. “Well, yeah. I don’t feel any of those things. And, when I lay down, I can’t fall asleep. I do try, you know. But nothing helps.”

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spend your nights awake - Chapter Two

Damn, Vio, Blue smirked, amused. Didn’t know you had it in you. Becoming more like me, are you?

Shut up, Blue, Green sighed. I told Vio to be more sensitive, but noooo he had to just lay out the facts like nobody cares.

I don’t think Wild’s okay, Red mentioned, worried. Does he look okay?

~~~

Wild was not okay. He was most certainly not okay.

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spend your nights awake - Chapter One

Wild can’t sleep. He doesn’t think it’s a problem, but his brothers seem to disagree…

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Struck By Lightning? Not Me!

Thunderstorms and metal do not mix, unless you want something or someone to be struck by lightning, as a group of unfortunate heroes found out one day.

Of course, it was Wild’s fault. Wild and his stupid Hyrule.

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leaders and knights

‘Warriors flashed them a quick smile. “I’ll be fine, guys. It’s just a quick dinner. See you!”

He left quickly, leaving the kitchen door swinging on its hinges and a slight breeze blowing in the house.’

Spoiler: he was most definitely not fine.

Especially when the castle exploded.

Or,

Being in Warriors Hyrule is not the best, especially given the fact that it’s filled with politics, stuffy nobles and traitors, and a combination of the three will always end in disaster.

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when destiny calls

How do you deal with it?” Legend whispered. His words hung in the air, unmoved by the whistling wind.

That… was certainly an unexpected question.

Or,

A talk about destiny, despair, hope and the future.

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walking in darkness - chapter three

The attack came without warning. Creepy Ganondorf wielded a thin sword with a dull gold hilt and a circular crossguard. Its head was tilted, creepy, bright red eyes staring at Wild. Wild stared right back, unfazed.

“Cub? What-” Twilight whispered, but was hushed with a quick motion from Wild.

Twilight got the message, and backed away, pulling Wind and Legend with him behind the weird root thing.

“Twi?” Wind asked, anxiously watching Twilight frantically motion to Time. Thankfully, Time had at least one brain cell and understood, pushing the rest of their group back behind another tendril. Twilight didn’t answer, instead choosing to watch Wild.

He was still staring at Creepy Ganondorf, who hadn’t moved for a while. The only sign he was alive was the rhythmic movement of his chest, breathing.

Suddenly, Ganon’s foot slid backwards, and he launched towards Wild.

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walking in darkness - chapter two

Legend stared into the darkness, unsettled. He couldn’t put a name to the feeling, but there was just something about the land around him that created a creepy atmosphere, making him shudder. It didn’t help that the air in here was at a perfectly normal temperature, when it was supposed to be cold.

It also didn’t help that the two dumbasses that he was supposed to be watching over - apparently by some event that he wasn’t present for - kept trying to sneak away and get lost, increasing his anxiety threefold. (He doesn’t have anxiety, he tells himself. He’s fine.)

(He knows he’s lying.)

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walking in darkness - chapter one

‘Alright, that was eight of them. All that’s left is… Wild. Panic seized Time, as he took in exactly where they were.

It was dim and misty, most of the light coming from a huge bulb-like thing implanted in vines, shining a dull yellow. It highlighted the area, which was colored in shades of light gray to dark green to black. Dead, light gray trees dotted the land, and a vast, cavern-like wall stretched up into a swirling mist.’

I’m sure you can tell where this is going, but here is the Chain exploring Wild’s Hyrule after TOTK.

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family is family

“Goodbye, Zelda,” Link murmured tenderly. “I love you.”

Zelda nodded, brushing against his face. “I love you.”

Then, he stepped away, not turning back, knowing he wouldn’t be able to leave if he did.

He entered the portal.

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A foot emerged from an inky-black circle. Then a small figure stumbled out, scanning his surroundings.

On the other side was a barren, rocky plain. A large tent sat next to a large bridge, which spanned a seemingly bottomless abyss, the inky black reflecting the night sky.

“Seriously? What the fuck?” Wind groaned.

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Languages

How many languages do each of the Links know?

Or,

If you combine my favorite character, my love for languages, my boredom and a lot of headcanons.

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who’s gonna save me now(some kind of hero)

Been here before

It’s in my muscle memory

Link travels the plains, taming a horse and taking her on his adventures. He visits Impa, learns about the history of Hyrule. He accepts the quest, and makes his way to Purah. On the way, however, is Fort Hateno. He had been traveling at a fast speed, eager to meet Purah, but he slows as he approaches the fort.

A songfic about Link and Zelda and their relationships through time. Title and lyrics from Hero by Alan Walker and Sasha Alex Sloan.

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