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Milap is @avenin's! Getting in some practice for a future project.
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In the shop, learning to make arrows.
Milap is @avenin's! Getting in some practice for a future project.
Having to have two+ wardrobes to make sure you have clothes for every gender occasion (therefore your place is always overrun with laundry)
YES
@avenin thank you for human revali and Rito link forever 🥹
@avenin !!
ok I was reading thru your tattoo/flower shop au and I had to share the brainrot.
I hc revali as indigenous (particularly great plains native american) and oh man, what if at some point he very hesitantly brings up with link that he wants to get facial tattoos or something similar that's significant to him but he's nervous?? And Link goes out of his way to learn traditional stick-n-poke techniques so he can be the one to give revali his tattoos?? And it's like super sweet and meaningful for them both and Link feels honored that revali trusts him enough to ask? (and also revali is scared shitless and Link has to stop several times so he doesnt mess up and hurt revali more than it typically would)
like what if though???
ahem (taps mic) Hello can anyone hear me. i haven't written a tumblr ask in ages i feel ancient
first of all, i'm glad to hear that you still think of my tattoo/flower shop au haha it's been way over a year now since i wrote it. i still very much appreciate everyone who drew art for it 🫶 i've had a few passing thoughts about writing it into an actual proper multi-chaptered fic but i've been busy wrestling with school, work, and my personal demons for the past year that it's been quite difficult to even think about writing anything. thank you to anyone who's still here; i appreciate you a lot 🤍
i love the hc of revali as indigenous and i think it really fits in with the presence of the rito people as we're introduced to in the games, but i won't touch on that too much since i'm not indigenous/well-versed in indigenous culture. you know what i Am well-versed in though? these gay ass mfs
zodiac friendship: pisces (transmasc) + pisces (transfemme) for @avenin
I need you to understand that your tags on my revalink drawing (about low health dialogue) made me go fight windblight for like an hour last night so I could hear it
Isn't it great how it's canon that Revali cares about Link? The entire Vah Medoh dungeon is what made me ship Revalink. If you ever want to experience it without having to do the whole fight again, here are a few compilations: [video] [text]
Can you do a mlm Pisces x Aquarius moodboard?
Any color theme is great (just not *strictly* blue. Everyone always does only blue or purple for Pisces lol)
male pisces x male aquarius
For the writing game: Revalink (of course, romantic) and no.9 🙏🏻🍫
09. — chocolate
(I turned this into a modern, high school AU of sorts where the two idiots haven't been dating very long. Hope that's fine with you!)
"You can't be serious."
Never in his time spent on planet Earth has Revali been so grateful for the scant few inches he has on Link, allowing him to edge away from his—his partner's advances with relative ease. Willing his feathers to behave, he shoots a baleful glance at the oddly-shaped treat held firmly between Link's teeth, pointed straight at Revali's beak like the brittlest of blades.
A clear invitation.
Revali had known he was in for something when their last class of the day ended and Mipha placed a box of chocolates — Pocky, she'd called them — in Link's hands with a wink. Trepidation had pooled in Revali's gut then, as a spark of devious excitement lit up Link's eyes in a way that was decidedly not attractive. Not in the least.
So unattractive in fact, that Revali still refuses to meet Link's expectant gaze, focusing instead on the offending treat that keeps on poking at his face. Link's little huffs of breath are visible in the winter air as he steps on his toes to invade Revali's personal space, and his gloved hands clutch the box hard enough for its contents to snap.
How foolish.
After a few more fruitless attempts, Link mumbles something that sounds suspiciously like "pretty please". Revali scoffs at that, adjusting his scarf more securely around his neck despite how uncomfortably warm he feels underneath it.
"Now, it may have escaped your attention, as is often the case with you, but I happen to have a beak." He taps it with a feathered finger. "This absurd game of yours won't work on me."
He gets a hum and a pointed jab to his cheek in lieu of a reply. Irked, Revali chances a look at Link before he can catch himself, and he curses under his breath when he gets the brunt of what Zelda has affectionately dubbed "Link's Hylian retriever eyes", infamous all across campus for their effectiveness.
Whatever Revali may claim, everyone and their mother knows he is far from immune to their power.
Another poke and a pitiful whine, and Revali can feel his resolve slip through his fingers like sand as seconds mercilessly tick by. He schools his expression into what he hopes is nothing but miffed resignation, rolling his eyes for added effect.
"...Oh, fine," he sighs.
Link barely has time to beam at him before Revali leans forward and takes a big bite from the chocolate stick, almost grazing Link's lips in his frazzled haste. He sees no point in playing along with careful nibbles, after all: there is no kissing to be had as a prize for his troubles, and the cloying sweetness of cheap chocolate against his tongue feels like some weird form of mockery — a consolation prize.
Seeing Link frozen in place with a tiny piece of chocolate still peeking out of his mouth — what did he expect, really? — does not help Revali's ego in the slightest, even if the deep blush upon his cheeks is an ever welcome sight.
"What did I tell you? There's little point to such games when one of the parties involved doesn't have li—"
Revali's words die in his throat when Link's hand yanks on his scarf with surprising strength, forcing him down with an undignified squawk. Chapped lips chase the corner of his beak like they've done countless times in the course of the past few weeks, and Revali fails to suppress a shiver when Link's tongue darts out, pushing the last bit of chocolate into his open mouth.
"I don't know about that," Link says, licking chocolate off his lips and wiping a stray crumb off Revali's beak with a grin. "This works fine for me."
Snow begins to fall, peppering Link's hair with specs of white that appear to shimmer with the street lights, framing that infuriating, self-satisfied, disarming smile of his, and Revali—
Revali finds it incredibly hard to swallow the sweet treat melting in his mouth.