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Muse moving to Ironbloodcd
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Muse moving to Ironbloodcd
//So, as part of a means to clean up my many blogs, this muse has been moved to my new multimuse, which can be found at ironbloodcd. At this point, threads on this blog will be dropped; however, relationships will be carried over to the new blog, unless you request otherwise. I’ll queue this post a few times, so that hopefully everyone interested in following the new blog sees it.
Muse moving to Ironbloodcd
//So, as part of a means to clean up my many blogs, this muse has been moved to my new multimuse, which can be found at ironbloodcd. At this point, threads on this blog will be dropped; however, relationships will be carried over to the new blog, unless you request otherwise. I’ll queue this post a few times, so that hopefully everyone interested in following the new blog sees it.
Muse moving to Ironbloodcd
//So, as part of a means to clean up my many blogs, this muse has been moved to my new multimuse, which can be found at ironbloodcd. At this point, threads on this blog will be dropped; however, relationships will be carried over to the new blog, unless you request otherwise. I’ll queue this post a few times, so that hopefully everyone interested in following the new blog sees it.
Muse moving to Ironbloodcd
//So, as part of a means to clean up my many blogs, this muse has been moved to my new multimuse, which can be found at ironbloodcd. At this point, threads on this blog will be dropped; however, relationships will be carried over to the new blog, unless you request otherwise. I’ll queue this post a few times, so that hopefully everyone interested in following the new blog sees it.
Muse moving to Ironbloodcd
//So, as part of a means to clean up my many blogs, this muse has been moved to my new multimuse, which can be found at ironbloodcd. At this point, threads on this blog will be dropped; however, relationships will be carried over to the new blog, unless you request otherwise. I’ll queue this post a few times, so that hopefully everyone interested in following the new blog sees it.
Muse moving to Ironbloodcd
//So, as part of a means to clean up my many blogs, this muse has been moved to my new multimuse, which can be found at ironbloodcd. At this point, threads on this blog will be dropped; however, relationships will be carried over to the new blog, unless you request otherwise. I’ll queue this post a few times, so that hopefully everyone interested in following the new blog sees it.
Muse moving to Ironbloodcd
//So, as part of a means to clean up my many blogs, this muse has been moved to my new multimuse, which can be found at ironbloodcd. At this point, threads on this blog will be dropped; however, relationships will be carried over to the new blog, unless you request otherwise. I’ll queue this post a few times, so that hopefully everyone interested in following the new blog sees it.
Muse moving to Ironbloodcd
//So, as part of a means to clean up my many blogs, this muse has been moved to my new multimuse, which can be found at ironbloodcd. At this point, threads on this blog will be dropped; however, relationships will be carried over to the new blog, unless you request otherwise. I’ll queue this post a few times, so that hopefully everyone interested in following the new blog sees it.
Muse moving to Ironbloodcd
//So, as part of a means to clean up my many blogs, this muse has been moved to my new multimuse, which can be found at ironbloodcd. At this point, threads on this blog will be dropped; however, relationships will be carried over to the new blog, unless you request otherwise. I’ll queue this post a few times, so that hopefully everyone interested in following the new blog sees it.
Muse moving to Ironbloodcd
//So, as part of a means to clean up my many blogs, this muse has been moved to my new multimuse, which can be found at ironbloodcd. At this point, threads on this blog will be dropped; however, relationships will be carried over to the new blog, unless you request otherwise. I’ll queue this post a few times, so that hopefully everyone interested in following the new blog sees it.
Muse moving to Ironbloodcd
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PINK ON THE DOORKNOB, FORGOT TO INCLUDE THIS
Ribbon Day — Accepting
Waking up that morning, they hadn’t expected the pink ribbon tied to their room door. It was a day they often showed little interest for back in Hyrule and they hadn’t expected to see even a glimpse of a ribbon so far from home. Gently untying the pink ribbon from the doorknob, their crimson gaze focused carefully on it and even they couldn’t help the warmth that crept from their cheeks to the tips of pointed ears.
Link…
He would know the tradition right…? The nervousness welled in Sheik’s chest and all rational thought told them it was that young Gerudo who never failed to make their heart pound in their chest. Yet uncertainty still remained… What if they hoped and had it wrong? It would be easy enough just to toss the ribbon away and forget about it.
Biting nervously at their lip, they came to a decision.
With one quick, easy motion, they pulled out the black tie that kept their braid together. Taking the pink ribbon in hand, Sheik tied it to the end of their braid in a neat, small bow.
A secret admirer… they could only hope.
It was the only ribbon seen on Sheik that day, never minding the odd questions that came from friends at the sight of it tied into their hair.
Name: Link Dragmire Age: 17 Do you like to cuddle?: Who doesn’t LIKE cuddling? Can we make-out?: Do you even need to ask? ;) A night in or dinner out?: I’m sure we could entertain ourselves if we stayed in~ Ice cream or chocolate covered strawberries?: Ice cream is cold. Lets go with strawberries. What makes you a good Valentine?: You mean aside from my looks, my dancing, and that I’m a good lay? Would you cook for me?: As long as you don’t mind Gerudo food, sure~ Would you let me cook for you?: Hey, if you want to!
”Sounds like quite an…eventful Valentine’s Day.” Oh, Sheik was interested. Very interested. “Though I would have to personally see for myself that last point on what makes you a good Valentine.”
Teasing glances and suggestive smirks aside, a warmth had settled in tanned cheeks. A night with just the two of them inside and perhaps…more… for once…
It sounded nice…
“How am I supposed to say no to such a nice time?”
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The taste of cheap wine was heavy on Sheik’s tongue, a familiar taste this late at night. They had lost count of how many bottles they drank in Link’s company at this point and the entirety of the Sheikah’s body felt warm. Though drinking in secret away from the watchful eyes of the teaching staff was not an unusual experience at this point, it was not often that they allowed themself to slip past tipsy. After all, they valued control over themself more than anything else. They had always been too honest with wine through their veins.
Tonight was an exception.
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Even through only the aid of the moonlight filtering in through the open window, Sheik could still see the mask carefully placed over. Yet what ailed Link to come to them out of anyone? His best friend was roomed with him and his brother the floor above.
To come to them…
Yet now was not the time to question the Gerudo’s decision. That would be stowed away later for contemplation…to clatter around with the many other questions that plagued their mind when it came to Link. A boy so much deeper than his mirthful grins, challenging eyes, and swaying hips. For even he with boundless happiness and passion could not ward off moments of vulnerability and sadness.
And no matter what troubled him, Sheik would allow him his own time to spill if it ever came to that.
“No need to be sorry, Link. I couldn’t sleep anyway,” Sheik assured calmly. How could they when the stresses of the past few weeks was starting to build further and further past their limit? It was no time to worry over their own stresses though.
There was a slight furrow of their eyebrows at the mention of needing company. If any words were to come out of Link’s mouth, those would have been the last ones they expected to hear. Understanding flitted through their eyes despite this and even underneath their scarf, a tired smile pulled at their lips as they turned to latch the window shut.
“You can stay with me for the night then.”
There was a brief moment of hesitation before the Sheikah slipped underneath the sheets on their bed, making room for the Gerudo. They spent many moments on their bed before, oftentimes studying or simply talking the night away. Yet this was different and that fact weighed heavily and clear in the back of Sheik’s mind.
This wasn’t simply talking the night away. This was an offer of intimacy and comfort that came very rarely to the Sheikah.
“…Is there anything else you need from me? You can just ask, alright?” The words came out softly but vermillion tried to meet his gaze, if only to reassure.
Admittedly, Sheik’s words were something of a reassurance - more of one than he wanted to admit. It felt silly, running to someone like this, as if he were a little boy fleeing to his mother’s side in an attempt to ward off the terrors that his sleeping mind fabricated, and to know that Sheik didn’t think less of him for it helped to ease the teen somewhat.
His embarrassment had not completely abated, but at least it had been lessened. Whether they realized it or not, Sheik’s opinions on him meant a lot to the normally overconfident Gerudo.
“Thanks.” the young man said quietly, slipping down from the windowsill and onto the floor. The sandy-haired boy was silent as he shuffled his way over to where Sheik waited in bed, finding that his cheeks felt strangely warm. It was funny, how the two of them could tease at each other in far more inappropriate manners, and yet it was something so innocent that would instead bring a flush to Link’s cheeks. Perhaps it was because it felt far more intimate than simply trying to tempt one another.
After all, this involved actually letting Sheik past some of his walls.
Sneakers were kicked off at the edge of the bed, though the rest of Link’s clothing remained on as he slid in next to Sheik. The younger wasted little time in curling himself close, relaxing as he felt the heat of another body next to him. Hopefully, it would be enough to ward away anymore nightmares - he certainly didn’t want Sheik to see him in such a terrified state. The risk of that, however, wasn’t as bad as the thought of experiencing another of those visions alone.
“N... No...” he said quietly, already allowing his eyes to slip shut as he tugged Sheik’s comforter across his body. “I... this is good, I just... I just need the company, Sheik...”
Thought truthfully their arms around him would have been welcomed as well.
“Kitit, Sheik...” Only then did Link realize just how tired he was. With the promise that he would not be alone tonight ridding him of a weight on his shoulders, the Gerudo found himself dropping off, his words coming out in a sleepy mumble.
With any luck, he luck, he wouldn’t wake until morning.
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He had already made the decision that the cowering creature and the docile beast were not going to be the ones for him, which left Link with the oversized gelding. The chestnut-colored horse was a towering presence, even inside his stall, and Link could see that its shoulder was level with his head. For someone his height, a horse closer to fifteen hands would be been recommended, not a monster was bordered on seventeen. Add to that the fact that the gelding didn’t seem keen on the idea of having anyone even around it, and huffed a warning before rolling back its teeth, solidified the fact that Link should have cast his interest towards the other two.
Should have. But of course he wouldn’t.
Link glanced over when he heard someone speaking, frowning slightly knowing that his inexperience was being watched by another. The thought had him bristling, and there was the temptation to say that no, he absolutely did not need any help–
– but he honestly didn’t even know where to begin. Did he just… open the stall door and let the horse out? Climb onto its back and hope for the best? Wasn’t there… things that people put on horses to help stay on, or even control them?
“I’ve… I’ve never ridden before.” The admission came with a small sigh as Link’s gaze returned to the horse. “I’m not really sure what I’m supposed to do.”
The teasing part of him wanted to state how obvious the other’s words were, but Link held his tongue. His mischievous tendencies likely wouldn’t be of help here, and while being a downright brat might have been tempting, the Gerudo boy didn’t want to dissuade someone from participating in the club. Not everyone shared the gift that he seemed to have with horses, and in this particular case, Link imagined that some patience was going to be needed.
Especially concerning the horse that the newcomer seemed to have chosen. That particular animal tended to be cranky on the best of days, and even Link sometimes had difficulty getting to cooperate - however, the look in the newbie’s eyes told him that there would likely be no changing his mind. In that case...
“Well, normally you get them into their tack, but in your case, it might be better if we try to get him, ah... acquainted with you first. Might make him a bit more willing to cooperate.” From within a pouch at his hip, Link produced a small plastic bag, which contained some carrot sticks - treats intended for Epona, but in this case, he could share.
“Give him a couple of these. Make sure you keep your hand flat when you give it to him though - he might nip your fingers otherwise. He’s a grouch, but treats are always a good way to get on his good side.”
