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[maleficmascara]

Will you... Play with me?

CJ  -  Pronouns: They/Them or she/her  -  ADHD, bear with me, and other issues. Blog is 18+ -  Mun is 25+ (b. 1995) Majora is..... old Pre-established relationships welcome

Mutuals Only - My mental health sucks. This is easiest on me so I can kind of mediate who I interact with without having to be a dick.

No Godmodding or metagaming

IF I DO ANYTHING YOU WOULD LIKE TAGGED JUST SEND ME AN ASK

Several triggers will be present here some at the very minimum are:

Gore - Murder - Blood - Body Horror

Cosmic Horror - Sadism - Torture

Any questions just drop an ask, don’t be shy

Inspiration is given initially by the Total War Zelda conversion mod, but anything else is fully ranaway with made from my own mind. Chief fact being that the entity known as Majora is a parasitic dark god from primordial darkness older than even the goddesses.

headcanon tag

Shipping chemistry only. If at all Always accepting new threads

Icons painstakingly being made by me

DO NOT SEND IM’S, SEND AN ASK

- I have a bad history of not responding to IM’s, be they tumblr, discord, or whatever. Something about it triggers my anxiety a bit and I just don’t respond to them well.

[zeldabf]

that one meme with kyubey/madoka but it’s majora and link

[he was gonna draw this with human jora or wrath/incarnation but… too many pattern.. ancestor cry…]

[ganons-kingdom]

[maleficmascara]

Majora is the progenitor of the Druthuludi race, fulfilling much the same role as Azathoth in the Cthulhu mythos. It is the original 'god', the personification of primordial darkness. Entropy given mind and body. As per my canon, it is not the ONLY Druthuludi either.

It exists alongside several others spawned unconsciously from its being in place of developing emotions or feelings. Each representing a different facet of oblivion while still serving the greater abyss.

There stands eight Drutuludi to date that I have bothered to name. And each one betrayed Majora in the creating of Hyrule. Turning their powers against it or abstaining from action so that the goddesses could seal it away. Had they not, reality very well may never have been formed as we know it.

Please note, most Druthuludi names are unpronounceable to human tongues, and are only really approximated here. If they were to be really spoken aloud, they would drive anyone within earshot into madness.

The eight as of this moment, and their names in Hyrule vs their true names:

Majora - Hazsid-sth - The Hollow God

"Fierce Deity" @nihlkahn (mwah) - A'tlahae-ol

Odolwa - Odogga-Ilwath - Fiddler of the Song of Madness

Goht - Sh'ingohter-na @shingohter-na - Shapeless Wanderer of the Void

Gyorg - Ag Ny'org - Serpent of the Sea of Entropy

Twinmold - Shuz Gitturok and Yob Sittof - Scourges of Timeless Sands

Gomess - Bikkmortokg - Bringer of Purposeless End

Witherman - N'taalg-urath @aruitcustos - The Rotter of Sanity

[maleficmascara]

does the ask to tag thing only apply to triggers or anything? because if we interacted i'd like my url tagged for replies and things. is there a reason you do not use tags at all? (is it related to the same thing with ims?)

It's mostly for triggers because it KIND OF is a similar thing to do with ims

what it really boils down to, is ya girl's got AUdhd that's really really bad and rather than promise to do things and then disappointing when I can't fulfill them because I forget to remember the consistent thing I'm supposed to do.

I can't remember to tag every time, I've tried. I forget to even throw in 'ooc' sometimes.

[maleficmascara]

@gloryseized

<<I don’t want to play your games.>>

"O' doth the hero complain once more? T'is not I who started this little game." It watches him, staring with the emotionless mask and stone locked gemstones of eyes as it patters about on those borrowed limbs. Staring up at the taller hero, giggling impishly as it leans forward. One need not see the infinite spanning shape of the ancient creature to feel the grin, the way the darkness spans across the fabric of creation in totality like a burdensome grim reminder.

Though things may appear so painfully mundane because of the playful nature it liked to hold at the forefront when at its core, it was despair-- Chaos.

"Besides, you haven't a choice. You would never let an innocent soul die because someone else wanted to play some game."

[maleficmascara]

the original concept of the fierce deity mask being just... an adult link mask

would have been so fucked up

especially since the whole point of the masks is putting them on and feeling all in a sudden moment their suffering and anguish (that's why link is screaming when he puts them on)

so like would he have been experiencing the suffering and anguish of his other timeline self???

OH IS THE FIERCE DEITY MASK JUST MAJORA GIVING LIFE TO THE HERO THAT NEVER WAS???

[maleficmascara]

anonymous (wink wink)

when are you planning to get rid of @topaz-adorned ? Did you have your fun?

Reality warps around the vaguely human shape. Pieces of code and texture twist themselves as things become far more unstable at the whim of the ancient thing. Head sways too and fro like a living pendulum, eyes uneven beacons in the beings dark presence.

"Perhaps one gets tired of merely being alone."

Loosely, the head sways on shoulders, hanging limp from the crackling bones of the fake shape it's stolen from one place or another.

"It is a rather boring state to be in, 'Withers'. Perhaps you should try breaking loose of it."

[topaz-adorned]

Oh, how nostalgic it was- that shape and form... It felt like it's been forever too long, agonizing years (were they?) that the wyrm has last seen the body of 'beloved'. A mere puppet that was simply made to toy with her, something that wasn't real — something fake that laughed at her naivety. But she could feel genuine love coming through the cracks of those masked actions, the melancholy and loneliness so intense she couldn't help but reach over to bring it close and hold it tight within her loving arms.

What had it gone through? She wondered — for it to be so on edge and simply believed itself to be above attachments; whatever kind it may have with her. Curiosity killed the cat, but she hasn't found herself running out of her nine lives just yet - so she proceeded. Continued reaching out, in hopes that Majora would return to her. Alas, here they are: face to face, heart to heart.

“... I will love you with all my heart and soul even if you don't return that feeling to me, Majora” she replied, a hand cupping it's face. “ do you want to return to me? ” or perhaps, take her with it?

[maleficmascara]

How could it convey to her the scale of such existence? To her it had been gone for so long, time stretching the gaps between them to make the heart so soaked in pain. But to the Druthuludi time conspired all at once, every second of time was relative, and Majora saw all of it happening at once. A blink for the wild god, had felt like forever to her.

It surmises she could never truly understand the scope of the journey, should it never let her take the first steps. Am's fingers lift to gently caress along the jawline of her wonderful snout. Eyes were significantly more corrupt than those of Am's as she knew them, though they were no less soft for her, no less full of admiration for all she was, all she could be.

Even after it lied and toyed with her, she would be so embroiled in her love for it?

"I would journey with you until the sun burns itself out in the sky."

[topaz-adorned]

“oh— Hello, my love” said oh so softly the wyrm; she was delighted that Majora finally sank back to a size she was more familiar with, continuing their dance without a care in the world. A smile far too fond for any mortal to really give to the despair given form, but as always — there was no deceit anywhere to be found, even if Majora were to try and pick apart her soul. Once the dance comes to an end, she gently pulled it close, curling her tail around it's legs. A grounding touch for herself, really - making sure that it wouldn't stray away far.

“Do my words not reassure you enough? Tell me, m'aye Loga'ah — how should I show you I meant every single word? ” she's determined. She's not leaving- not unless she was unmade, simply turned into stardust. Knowing Bussaba, she'd accept that with open arms too: a foolish thing she was.

[maleficmascara]

There is no emotion upon the faceless surface of that idle head, but it continues to stare at her whilst its fingers hold tightly onto her own. Engaging and swaying in the gentle dance in equal measure as her. So much had it wanted to only play a game with her, to toy with the life and emotions of a meager little mortal. One of so little significance. Now, after so much time invested in this game it had played, it found itself growing... attached. The cracks of the facade faded and frayed at the edges whenever Am proclaimed its love and affection--

Even further still, in this moment, it could only look at her with such a loving gaze. Though to her it surely didn't look any different than before, the fact that the shape broke from the black monstrous one slowly into that of Am, with a foggy outline still separating it from being quite so distinctly mortal.

"It's not as though I doubt the words. It's that I struggle to convey the gravity of such a thing. I am evil, I am darkness. You would love me? You would love that?"

[stalkingthestars]

There is a god. Of that I promise you. But it speaks with a bloody tongue.

[maleficmascara]

"There is no law that gods must be fair."

"So right you are. But to the same effect, if such is true, then we need not obey their laws either. For where is it written, except in scribing done by their will, that we must obey? That we must shackle ourselves to their divine whims if we so choose not to? To what end must others play fair, if by all measure, every game is one that is rigged?"

[twilightsage]

One cannot exist without the other.

[thewindowofthesummerhouse]

Paolo Girardi

[topaz-adorned]

Bussaba didn't pull away. There was no reason to, not at all— not in her eyes at least. It was a bit awkward, but she gently and is somehow able to coax the being into a dancing stance. After all, she hadn't properly reached it how to dance to her homeland traditional Rām, after all; so naturally, she opted for something more common she knew anyone would know- a hyrulean court dance. Something she had to learn, never thought it'd be used ever unless absolutely necessary to make face.

But now? She simply wanted to hold her beloved's hand, keep its mind from wandering too far, from getting away from her. Hoping it'd help soothe whatever ache it may have— and well, she's known to be unable to stand still for long period of time. Especially in such tense moments. Bussaba looked right back into the abyss' eyes, hers bright and gleaming as always, smiling softly.

“No, I don't truly understand what you are” she replied, honest, another step taken, “you've never let me. But it's okay. I know in my heart I'd love you no matter what I've come to learn about ” she could feel that fact in her soul. Knowing that no matter how despicable, how horrendous or evil- it deserved someone to cradle it with love and care.

She saw the cracks in its acts often times as they spent hours and hours together; “I will conquer whatever comes my way, as I always have. Just like your heart you oh say doesn't exist— I am more than willing to give myself to you, m'aye Lua”

[maleficmascara]

Oh how that only made it bubble with more rage. Fury that someone, after all these countless eons, this infinite spanning of time, could feel such softness for it in spite of all the horrors it had and will continue to wrought upon this world. Like it was so easy to put aside all of the darkness that despair and sorrow personified had put upon all of creation.

But could it blame her? For all of the darkness it had shown the world, the villains it had made of others as Am, it had never shown her that evil on the surface. Only ever playing games that had only ever mattered to it-- Games that had so fallen apart.

"You would do so, even before learning fully of who I am?" It felt like a trap, but within her it could see no fear or deceit. The only fear it could pull apart was that of losing its presence from her existence. A lamentation that, to the entity, made no sense. To be preyed upon by darkness, but still crave it-- Those long spindly fingers furl around hers, as it lowers its shape. Sinking back into the proportions of Am, without taking his form again.

"To know me fully is to go mad with despair and sorrow. It is to accept living torture of all your worst fears and the emptiness in the pit of your soul-- I am not some creature of love or care. I am Majora, I am chaos. Ages older than even the light of the gods, and you would give yourself to me willingly?"

[maleficmascara]

rawr

[topaz-adorned]

Eclipsed

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