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#ZELDA : SET THE TABLE THOSE THREE EXTRA PLACES; ONE FOR ME, ONE FOR YOUR DOUBTS, & ONE FOR GOD.
an independent & low - activity multimuse roleplay blog for various legend of zelda characters, written by rain ( they / she / he ). headcanon - based, not spoiler free. RULES & MUSE LIST.
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"Please," Mipha shakes her head, hands clasping together in front of her chest. The trident weighs heavier on her back in times like these--When her strengths are of import, she can't help but think of their opposite. Of what makes her weak.
Still, her voice is warm as she speaks, each word alight with a tinge of a joy. How else should she feel when someone like Zelda sees such strength in her? "I am a practiced healer, but I have far to go before I will be a thoroughly skilled warrior, princess." Mipha tilts her head as she lets out a soft laugh at herself / Her golden eyes shimmer in the morning light as her lips curl happily into a smile. She offers out a clawed palm, the other splaying over her heart. "It's your strength that I truly admire."
Her hand extends / for a moment, she imagines taking it, imagines what it might be like, feel like, if Mipha's touch would make Zelda's stomach would burst to butterflies like Link's must, surely. She imagines accepting this care and this compliment and this offer of support, and how good it would feel, surely. It feels so safe and so wrong, trembling and fragile, when Urbosa supports her so. Her father's made her failure clear, and he loves her, she knows. It feels strange, to have others be kinder than he is. Like she's being lied to, but, of course — Mipha wouldn't do that.
She fights back the instinctive, childish stab of resentment at the kindness she can't earn, head shaking, a polite smile playing across her mouth. It's not insincere, for all that it does cover something. A real affection plastered over a real hurt, like it might close the wound, or at least hide it. "I appreciate your kindness. I'm not sure what I've done to earn it, but I appreciate it nonetheless. I hope we shall both continue growing stronger." I hope I become strong enough to prevent your kindness from being for nought.
@corferox liked! / link & sonia!
"And you must be the hero she spoke so highly of."
Her voice is all warmth, easy and contented, as she looks to the boy. Zelda had felt so much like a daughter to her, those many, many years in the past — to see someone that the girl loves so much makes something shift inside the old queen's chest.
"It's good to meet you properly, Link."
@youthblooms liked! / fumi & zelda!
"Hello." The syllables are soft, as is her expression; she enters the lab, looking sheepish but standing tall, shoulders squared. "I apologize. I knocked but received no reply and guessed you might be too invested in your work to hear me." The same often happens to Zelda, after all.
She's heard of this girl; an assistant to the Zonai research team, and a startlingly skilled one at that. She'd wanted to meet her. "I hope I'm not interrupting; I can return at a later date, if that's easier for you.
like for a STARTER
thinking abt how SCARED zelda looked as she transformed
@finaldawn liked! / sidon & yona!
"You're injured." It's not a surprised statement, or even, truly, an alarmed one — Yona knows how strong he is, it has since they were children, even if there's a familiar twinge of a memory - of - loss. He is not his sister. She closes the distance, hand pressing carefully to the wound on his side — not deep, no.
And yet the hand doesn't move. "You should visit the healers, love." It wishes it could heal him, as Mipha could. He is not his sister. Neither is Yona, and this is one of the few traits of Mipha's that it could not grasp for in the wake of her loss.
@corferox liked! / link & yona!
"Link! Welcome!" She's easing into the role, and it's easier, now that the world is not under such seige, to be casual, light; not to feels, as much, that she must be perfect. Or a perfect echo. She moves closer, taking the other's hands in her own, however briefly, and squeezing quickly. Then her hands fall. "It's so good to see you! I suppose you're here to see Sidon — my love is out scouting at the moment, trying to better understand how our kingdom fairs, after everything. Is there anything I can do for you in his absence?"
when's one of u writing rauru cmon
god i wish i was rauru
yona yona yona.
hey are u ever a childhood friend of two people you love dearly, so dearly that u cant rly articulate where platonic love for them ends and romantic love for them begins? two beautiful siblings who you adore? does one of them ever die, and you grieve and you mourn and the living one grieves, too, and draws from you, and you don't know how to save him except to become more like what he lost? and you don't think you should have to save him at all, but you miss her, too, and he's all you have left, so you can't bear for him to leave you?
"she's too much like mipha!" she is.
@corferox liked! / link & zelda!
"Hmm? — oh, they don't hurt." The hand that had pressed gently to her face, ghosting over small, the barely - raised crystals spattering her cheeks like freckles drops to her lap. Truly, there's no pain, despite the concern on Link's face. It's simply an odd feeling, and a very familiar one, all at once. "I'm still getting used to the crystals on this form, that's all. I'll forget about them, then they'll reflect the sun and I'll be reminded."
@spirestar liked! / mipha & zelda!
"I — envy you, Mipha." For more reasons than one / and what a petulant, silly girl she is, not a goddess or even the vessel for one or a hero at all, just an envious child. The thought aches, but the brief downturn of her ears is the only obvious show of that thought. For more reasons than one. For being so strong, so capable, so close to ——
Childish. Petulant.
"Your abilities are incredible, and they seem so natural when you use them. Your strength is so admirable."
like for a STARTER
there's just such a difference with rauru and sonia, how kind they are to zelda, how they encourage her ideas and her interests and and her personhood. how quickly zelda masters new abilities, how well she learns. how much she shines. it's so different than her with her father, a lifetime spent tormenting herself physically and emotionally, not allowed to have or pursue her own interests, trapped and treated less like a daughter or even a person and more like a failed tool.
"we can't get [her] to grow [while being controlled] yet. the princess can only thrive out here in the wild."
Link and the Light Dragon
zelda retains some of her draconic features once she returns to being human. the only one that's a constant is that there are, almost in perpetuity, pale - blue crystals embedded in her skin that give the appearance of scales at first glance. small, almost - flat ones congregate on her cheeks, shoulders, and the backs of her hands, while larger ones which protrude further out from her skin tend to congregate around her spine. the crystals shed eventually — and the ones on her spine can be filed down or chipped away — but grow back given time. they rarely cause her pain, though the ones on her back can sometimes inflame the skin around them if they get too wide, in which case the best move is to remove them.
also, the ones on her back especially make clothes kind of a pain. they don't stick so far out that shirts can't be worn or anything — she doesn't usually let them get more than an inch or two off her skin — but if she doesn't sand them smooth then they can rip through tops. she is discovering a new appreciation for backless dresses.
additionally, she regularly experiences dissociative episodes — it's difficult to return to being fully sentient after thousands of years spent without memories, self, or thoughts beyond basic instincts and a longing / missing. when dissociating badly, or more rarely when pushing her abilities to their limits, her eyes become echos of the light dragon's appearance. this is because she hasn't fully erased that part of her identity.
—— after all, it's meant to be impossible to return once you've become an immortal dragon. the king and queen less healed her and more gave her her old form back and sealed the dragon within her. it's...in remission, essentially.
she knows link feels a lot of pain over her sacrifice, and especially over the way it still haunts her, and so she tries to hide what can be hidden and downplay what can't be. frankly, the parts of that part of her which linger are really upsetting, but she tries to pretend otherwise.
