#corferox

[luxdea]

( 𝐚𝐬𝐤  𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐞 :    𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒄𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒆𝒐𝒖𝒔  𝒒𝒖𝒐𝒕𝒆𝒔 | @corferox​ )

‘  i’ll  find  you  again ,  wherever  we  end  up  next .  ’ :)

     THE SUDDEN ARRIVAL of her power had dismantled the many guardians around them, leaving them powerless, motionless & silent. still, zelda’s ears rang, almost drowning out the beating of her heart & link’s own labored breathing. she had rushed her question, worried that she didn’t have much time, & he had agreed without many details. reincarnation was a tricky thing but she knew–––– she knew–––– that it wouldn’t fail them, & they would meet again to stop ganon themselves after she locked him away herself. his confidence in her decision had almost been enough to warm her from the chill that came with the realization of what that meant for them both.

     THEY COULD DO nothing but wait. the injuries he had sustained thus far were grave, & all they could do was wait. she held him close & let him lean against her shoulder, brushing aside his hair to press kisses to his head. she whispered reassurances against his skin. some part of her was always touching him, ensuring that he knew he wasn’t alone, even when his eyes were closed. the thought of what she knew she had to do next, her own looming fate, was secondary compared to this moment.

     THERE THEY STAYED until link’s head suddenly turned, his eyes on her. they roamed her face as if committing it to memory before his lips trembled, forming words that were soft & breathless, & yet, in that instant, it was all that she could hear.

      ❝ i’ll find you again, wherever we end up next. ❞

      INITIALLY, SHE HAD vowed to keep strong. at least, until she knew he wouldn’t be able to see her. but, she couldn’t help the way her voice broke & the tears began, even as she smiled. her thumb brushed gently over his cheek.

     ❝ i know you will. ❞

     SHE PRESSED ANOTHER kiss to his head, & it was her turn to let her gaze travel across his face. she didn’t know how much she would remember, or what she would know the next time they met. but she would keep his face in her memory for as long as she could–––– she swore it.

    ❝ we’ll see each other again. ❞

[unblot]

there’s a slight discomfort in his gate, reptilian eyes narrowing as his gaze flits between the iron sword & the hero wielding it. ❛    unless i am the beast you plan on slaying, i’d advise you put that blade away young one.   ❜  malleus holds their ground as they speak, remaining composed despite their growing discomfort.

@corferox​  //  i’m too lazy to write that action starter so have this

[spiritmaiden23]

🎀 !!

THIS IS SUCH A TOUGH QUESTION WHEN YOU ARE TOO LOVING AND ADORE EVERY THREAD EVER. Certain people, I love to thread with because to me I feel like there’s very good chemistry writing wise and OOC wise as well! It’s not on this account but on my ALTTP Zel account but these two threads stick out to me: Adorkable moments with my Zel and my friend’s OC over at @hiildr and this really cool thread that’s been around for two years bc i am slow, slow with @rcguna

As for here *sweats loudly* I’m really not lying when I say any threads I have on here I love, love, love! I know it sounds like a total cop out and HJFSDKBSFBD. Pwease let me explain your honor! Sky is such a wonderful and fun character to write for, it’s why I’ve written her for holy moly nearly four years now. I love seeing her interact with other characters. She’s a pretty dynamic character, so interactions always varies and it’s nice to see this! I don’t think I can ever grow bored writing for her until I retire at age Old and delete everything uvu. But yes! An excellent example? This dates back to my group rp days but I really loved this one thread with fellow old person muse where they bond easily! They had potential for cute friendship, and that’s what mun and I were going for. On the other hand, they were also playing a villain muse which Sky did not care for while he found Sky’s antics amusing more than anything. It’s one-sided enemies and the other ‘haha look at this worm’ I can name a hundred threads from my archived blog but good lord I should focus on the present ones here! So far, Kelsey and I have a cool thread where Sky and Twi Link go beyond the mountains that surround ordon! They find something interesting there *rubs hands* Let’s see! Anything with any muse Bear writes also is fun, doesn’t matter who I wuv them all. Other threads have good potential too! I’m trying to write out a response to @personnages and their lovely Twi Zel! And despite me wanting to drop kick them, Althea and I have a pretty good idea for the Teba thread I finally responded to. 

And Soma and his OC, how I adore thee. Anytime I can write with anyone, I instantly attach myself to mun and muse. That’s just how it is when writing Sky haha!! This went on longer than I meant it to BUT YOU DO SEE WHAT I MEAN BY LOVING EVERY THREAD WITH HER DJAHFKBSJHB

[revaeli]

❝ well, if you’ll excuse me, i need to go save the world. ❞ ( i hope me sending multiple asks is okay ! obvi don't feel the need to respond to them all, i just got excited slkfjklsjfd )

breath of the wild sentence starters

“i thought you weren’t going to let that get to your head, mister hero,”   the rito scoffed. just because revali had said he had been a little too hard on the knight didn’t mean that he’d thrown all of his snark to the crows.  just because link had freed him from the scourge of vah medoh didn’t mean that he had to play nice.  certainly not now,  the young knight (how strange,  to see another alive and yet like himself hadn’t aged a drop) scraped and bloody,  bokoblin gore littering clothing and once-lush grass.

the truth was that while he had had plenty of time to think through the war and what he had put the young knight through,  waiting hadn’t been his strong suit.  he had been one to do,  to act,  ---  not wait.  too many hours had he spent on the deck of the divine beast,  dead and yet hideously alive,  shuddering from the blight which tainted his surroundings.  too many hours,  days,  months,  decades,  forced to flee.  not enough time fighting.  hylia must have had a twisted sense of humor,  that one who swore he would die fighting would be forced in death to flee and wait.

“because,  from where i’m standing,  looks like you’ve gotten a bit rusty.”  

[ahlite-a]

🔥🔥🔥 i am ready to hear some gospel truths

unpopular opinion time!     /     accepting.

there are lots of reasons people dislike female characters that aren’t based around misogyny.  obviously there are also a lot that are!  but please consider that sometimes people dislike characters for lots of reasons, and accusing people — especially women! — of being secret misogynists because they don’t care about your female fave is very 2012 era tumblr.  we don’t need to go back to the “reblog if you support female muses!” era, thank you.  and this is coming from someone who prefers female characters by a wiiiiiide margin!

[luxdea]

( 𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐃  &  𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐅𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 | @corferox​​​ )

❛ wink . wink at my muse .

     THE SUN WAS high in the sky, warming her back & making her long for a drink of water. but, she wouldn’t leave the arena until the captain allowed it, & she knew that it would be a long while yet before he did. he was always hard on her, that wasn’t knew. but, with the king watching them, he was clearly anxious to show their sovereign & military head something worthy of his praise, & that meant her.

     MASTER SWORD IN hand, she performed feat after feat, succeeding in whatever trial blocked her path. whether it was in their tests of skill ( speed, archery, endurance ) or the sparring ring where she defeated opponent after opponent, she was clearly exceeding the expectations of her fellow knights, the captain, & she would even dare to say the king.

      & YET, EVERY time she turned into the monarch’s direction, he was frowning. a scowl stretched across his face in a contortion that seemed almost similar to a grimace. the fact that he didn’t seem to so much as smile as her fellow guards cheered & rallied at her various conquests seemed to only further sour the captain’s mood.

     SHE ONLY PUSHED herself harder, searching for some form of praise, some sign from a superior that the work that she was putting in was impressing them, earning their approval, even just so much as catching their attention, but it seemed she couldn’t manage it, no matter what she was doing.

     THE CAPTAIN CALLED for a break, & zelda returned to her things, finally taking the drink she’d longed for since the beginning of the last round, & fixing her braid that had only seemed to slip out of it’s tie with every battle & every new maneuver. her eyes roamed the crowd, watching a small group of soldiers congratulating each other on the day’s feats so far, squires gathering the weapons & discussing their favorite performances thus far ( a few, the wards of the more relaxed knights, attempting to perform similar moves to the ones that they had seen, laughing at their missteps & creating the resolve to try again ) the captain mid––––bow as he approached the king, undoubtedly seeking his opinion on the soldiers in the event. zelda forced herself to avert her eyes, knowing that at least one pair of eyes would more than likely be turning to her, & she didn’t want to be caught watching them.  

     INSTEAD, SHE FOUND her eyes drifting to link, who sat beside his father. & , to her surprise, he was already watching her. there was a smile on his face & a twinkle of excitement in his eye that showed that he was clearly enjoying all that he was seeing. she couldn’t help but smile in return as she finished her braid. & in a staggering display of personality, she tilted her head towards their fathers, giving a slight roll of her eyes before settling into a more neutral state, though the smile never left her.

    IT WAS ASTOUNDING, that just his presence was more than enough to relax her. for a moment, she was unburdened by her legacy, the expectation that rested on her shoulders, all because of his smile. evidently, it was the perfect time for him to strike.

    HE WINKED AT her, the flirt. a wink paired with that wonderful smile when he knew her guard was down. her cheeks erupted in warmth, & she knew they must have been bright red, easily noticeable against the blue that lined her uniform. though he was too far away for her to hear properly, she could see the subtle shake of his shoulders that proved that he was laughing. she turned away, her braid swinging dramatically as she did, unwilling to give him the satisfaction of watching her cheeks darken in color any further.

     UNFORTUNATELY, SHE TURNED right into impa, who was immediately overly concerned about the redness. 

    ❛  zelda! you look flushed! is it the heat? should i ask your father to keep you out of a few rounds? ❜

     THE ATTENTION SHE brought to the coloring of her cheeks only made it worse, but zelda attempted to keep her head high, her expression neutral, & prayed that link wasn’t watching the exchange.

     ❝ i–––– i think that would be best, thank you. ❞

     HE WAS IN for an earful later, that was for certain. but, even as she thought it, & impa’s concerned words faded into the background, she couldn’t help but smile once again.

[luxdea]

( Send 📝 to see a journal entry my muse wrote about your muse! | @corferox​​ )

📝 oho ??

     I AM UNSURE how to put today's events into words. 

     SHE HAD WRITTEN such a thing before. another place. another time. but, the reminder was almost enough to make her start the entry over. but, she had already begun, & so she continued.

     LINK & I have spent many nights simply speaking to each other since the defeat of the calamity. it is...the only time of day i’m truly awake. though the amount of time i can spend awake before i need to rest again is increasing, he still visits every night to tell me stories of his travels.

     HIS STORIES ARE marvelous. he becomes so expressive as he tells them. he much more expressive in general, in fact, but i digress. 

     THERE WOULD BE plenty of time to note how he had changed over the last century–––– as well as how she, herself, had changed. they had been through much, & zelda was lost for just a moment as the thought washed over her, but she continued.

     HE VISITED AGAIN tonight, & i was feeling restless, so we stepped outside onto the porch of impa’s home. it was quiet & empty–––– tranquil. it was just us, the fireflies & the wind. he was telling me a story about a sheikah heirloom he recovered–––– one that i must ask him to finish sometime soon–––– when it began to rain.

     IT WAS THE first time i had seen rain in a hundred years. i wanted to see it again, feel it again. admittedly, it wasn’t my best decision, stepping out into the rain. if i wake up tomorrow sneezing, it will be my own fault. but, i do not regret it. feeling the water on my skin, in my hair, all of it was wonderful. most of all was the look in link eyes when i turned back to him. i dare not name the expression, just in case i am truly wrong, but i know i will never forget it. & perhaps, it was a bit of panic alongside my want to have a bit of fun that made me splash him so suddenly.

     AT FIRST, I thought he might be angry. i thought, maybe, i had overstepped the boundary of our delicate friendship. but, then, he began to laugh, & i knew that all was well.

     IT HAS BEEN a long time since i heard his laugh. i missed it. i missed him.

     I LOVE HIM went unwritten, but it was evident in the moment by the gentleness of her smile, the sigh that slipped from her as she allowed herself to think back on the fun they’d had together.

     I TOLD HIM how lovely i thought his laugh was, & he was so embarrassed that he didn’t notice that i was teasing him for his accusation that i didn’t intend the compliment seriously. his retaliation for my transgression was the beginning of us running through the village until the rain stopped, splashing each other like children. 

     MY SUSPICION AT the dry clothes that awaiting us at the door when we returned is with impa, & i have to remember to apologize for waking her with our laughter in the morning.

     A YAWN SLIPPED from her as she finished the line, & her eyes turned to the window to see the first rays of dawn drifting into the room. she had hoped that she might be awake enough to eat breakfast with impa & paya today, but it seemed her recovery still had a bit of ways to go yet.

     IT’S BEEN HOURS, & yet i cannot stop thinking about the event. over & over & over. were i not so tired, perhaps i would wait on the porch again for his next visit to impa’s. instead, it seems i’ll have to wait for tomorrow night’s adventures.

      & WAIT SHE would, even as she fell asleep & dreamed of them running through the rain, laughing & smiling with their hands outstretched in the direction of each other.

     IN OUR CONVERSATIONS, he mentioned a great fairy fountain nearby. perhaps, we could go to see it.

[luxdea]

(  Put “You’re beautiful.” in my ask box and watch my muse’s reaction. | @corferox​ )

“You’re beautiful.”

     SHE HAD BEEN wonderfully patient. knowing well that they would need several elixirs for their trip to the eldin region, zelda had gathered her ingredients & waited until the cooking pot was free for the evening. the last thing she’d wanted to do was spend time hogging it while someone was waiting patiently to make their dinner–––– no, she waited until the travelers had set off for their sunset journeys & those staying in the stable had been ushered off to their purchased beds before tying up her hair to keep it out of the way & taking her position at the cooking pot.

     WITH VARIOUS MONSTER parts to compliment the fireproof lizards they had gathered, no two elixirs were exactly the same, & she had to keep glancing at her journal to ensure she was doing things correctly. she was certainly making faces in her concentration ( a wrinkled nose here, a bit lip there, an all around pout as she struggled to make sense of her own calculations ). link was somewhere off to the side, fiddling with the sheikah slate–––– she had assumed planning as much of their route as he could without the full map, though she would soon find out that she had been wrong–––– & she didn’t think much about him other than attempting to calculate how many elixirs he might need until the sudden sound of a shutter stole her attention. 

    HER HEAD TURNED sharply, & , quick as he might be, link was not fast enough to hide his sudden lowering of the sheikah slate. at least he had the good sense to look somewhat embarrassed ( there was a redness on his ears that she easily could have blamed on the warm colors the sunset was baring down on them, but she had a sneaking suspicion it had nothing to do with it ), but even so he was smiling.

     ❝ is that–––– how did–––– did you just take a picture? ❞

     EVEN UNDER THE guise of azalea she didn’t stutter often, & so link must have found her latest verbal blunder funny, for he couldn’t seem to stop the laughter that tumbled out of him, no matter how hard he pursed his lips in attempt to keep the sound inside. it was a struggle not to laugh with him, to at least feign offence, & yet even a few giggles of her own slipped out as she asked, ❝ why? ❞

     IT WAS CLEAR, with most of the travelers gone, his guard was down. he’d become a bit bolder in the approaching night. there was a grin on his face the size she had never seen even before she had placed him in the shrine of resurrection, a look in his eye that was so soft that she didn’t dare name it as he leaned towards her, tilting his head just enough to the side that she was almost sure he was purposefully attempting to be endearing.

     ❝ you’re beautiful, zel. ❞

     EVERYTHING WAS SUDDENLY still & quiet, the only sound she could register was her frantic heartbeat in her chest ( when did it become so strong, so loud? why was it all she could hear? ). there was a sudden feeling of weightlessness, as if she could leap from the bench she rested on & land right in his arms if he so chose. with it, came the feeling of guilt like a weighted chain against her ankle, the reminder that he didn’t know just who he was calling beautiful. it was intended for azalea the researcher, not zelda the princess of hyrule. & yet, it wasn’t enough to quell her happiness.

     HE THOUGHT HER beautiful. the thought made her smile, her cheeks pink in the dying light of the evening.

      & YET, INSTEAD of a proper response, she turned back to the cooking pot, hoping to hide her blushing face as she gathered her elixirs & attempted to change the subject.

      ❝ here. you should keep as many of these on your person as you can tomorrow. they’ll keep you safe as you travel. can’t have you bursting into flame, now can we? ❞

      IF THERE WAS a smile still on her face & a blush on her cheeks, if her fingers lingered against his a little longer than usual as she passed him the elixirs –––– she was grateful that he didn’t say.