#bieneduque

[bldmnrises]

@ourowndemise : "Something fruity enough you can't taste the alcohol. Maybe something with cinnamon."

smth fruity huh

[archive-askganondorftobadragmire]

@bieneduque replied to your post

“Flirt.” /because she’s dangerous/

"You are welcome to do so, by all means."

[hxroofwilds]

Closed RP with bieneduque

@bieneduque sent: “ you don't need to worry. you're safe. “ (x)

Safe...? Safe was such an unheard of concept to Link now. His limbs ached, his skin felt like it was burning in some areas...and he knew his mind was shattered. It felt like he had lost everything. And yet, here he was, trying to piece himself together. He had thought he was holding up pretty well, but after a rather rough battle being cornered by a Guardian and a Stone Talus...he was hurting.

He had stumbled into Hateno Village in the rain, and it had only been by luck that this woman had found him and taken him in. He hadn't been sure if he was going to make it to the inn so it was nice that she had been so kind to aid him.

He let out a shaky breath after a moment of pause, before nodding and signing weakly to her. 'Thank you. For taking me in so suddenly. I'm sorry for disturbing you.'

[bldmnrises]

@bieneduque !

their smile curls and twists in delight to the simplest ways her breath shuffles free from heat-soaked lips. her taste lasts far too long for them to satisfy, and the beckoning for a second lapse desperately climbs their limbs onto her side to clamber closer. of course, her shoulder plays innocently into their chin, that which seeks to weigh their noggin onto the hearth of her ploy, easily swayed by their sunset firefly's tricks. oh, to feel so young and free, even after the crash and burn of a career.

" doll, y'er doin' it again. quit hidin' in the pages. you're gonna SMELL , S̶M̷E̸L̸L̷ , S̵̼͇͗͛̂M̵̞͖͗ͅE̴͖̺͊Ĺ̶͍̭͝L̵̪͖͉͗ like dead trees. "

[dutifulsilence]

😨

He'd used the Purah Pad to travel to the first shrine on the surface he could pull up, leaving the Depths and its accursed gloom monsters behind - a gloom-infested Lynel had nearly gotten the best of him and he held one hand against a gash in his side, trying to stem the bleeding as he teleported.

When he reached the surface, he collapsed to the ground, a cry of pain escaping him. Warm blood seeped through his fingers, and through the pain, he thought he could hear someone running towards him. His free hand came up to sign a simplified form of Hylian. « Help - »

[bldmnrises]

" go on, lils. sip 'im. we'll wait. "

[ourowndemise]

Don't mind Lily leaving a vase full of beautiful blue nightshades on his study desk before he even woke up. A small note was left with it, too.

"Vevi,

Your desk looked like it needed more color. I hope you enjoy them.

Always,"

Your Little Desert Flower

@bieneduque

Ah, and what a pleasant way to start his day.

The flowers are treated with care, and his fingers brush along the delicate petals every once in a while as he works--and every time they do, he thinks of her.

...Perhaps he would send his little flower a gift, for the trouble.

[ourowndemise]

[EAT] Sender brings receiver food while they're focused on another task. [you most def have creative freedom with this c:]

@bieneduque

He was in the middle of signing off a letter to the Hyrulian kingdom with just a little more force than necessary--When his study door opens, and that familiar head of pink hair stepped through.

"Lily," He breathes out, the two fingers holding his quill lessening just enough that it stops creaking and threatening to break in his hold. Ganon can see that she carries a familiar bowl with her, and that it's still steaming; His features relax, the longer he focuses on her smile.

"What have we here, little flower?"