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Fic Summary: Five times Sky falls asleep somewhere that isn’t a bed plus one time they all do. Or, Sky struggles to manage his disabilities, then the chain has a conversation about accessibility and accommodations.
Fan Joy July! Each chapter is inspired a few amazing art pieces of Sleepy Sky <3. There are plenty more chapters and art inspirations to come :D
Chapter Summary: Sky struggles to stay awake as the chain travels. 1.3k, angst and hurt/comfort. Also Legend decided to use she/her pronouns in this one, apparently. Good for her
Art pieces:
Sky snoozing by @narsh-poptarts
Sky and Wars napping by @sraksha
My favorite thing about narsh-poptarts's art is how much the pose mimics the one in the game. Even later in life, blorbo is still the same eepy blorbo. I also think the pose is cool and it looks hard to draw!
Sraksha's art is always amazing. It's such a distinct, soft style that is perfect for two blorbos napping. I love how Warriors is smiling in the second panel. He is very proud of himself for helping his brother be comfy <3
Chapter warnings: could be read as dissociation, but is intended to be blorbo being soooo fucking tired. Also Sky continues to be an unreliable narrator with low self esteem and internalized ableism (directed towards himself, not others)
“You good, Sky?”
Sky held back a sigh and forced a small smile instead. Ever since they found him passed out beneath the tree, one of the other heroes was never far from Sky. He was glad he was used to living in close quarters on Skyloft and used to Groose’s anxious clinginess; some of the others surely would’ve snapped by now. Every time he felt frustration bubbling at his family’s overbearing concern, he had to remind himself that he was thankful they cared so much.
Legend was watching him with thinly veiled concern. Against his will, Sky’s eyes darted to the braces on Legend’s knees and the compression gloves on her hands. Sky felt the burn of shame. He could ignore the ache in his joints and the fatigue dragging him down. He didn’t want to be the one to slow down the group.
“I can keep going,” Sky said.
“Not what I asked.”
Sky felt the tips of his ears go pink. “I’m okay. Are you? Do you need a break?”
“If I need a break, I’ll ask for one,” Legend said pointedly, narrowing her eyes at Sky.
Sky shrugged and turned away. A break would be nice, but he didn’t need one. The pain wasn’t unbearable yet, and he was still moving. As long as he wasn’t assigned to a watch shift tonight, and they made it to a place to stop early in the day tomorrow, it would be fine. He could handle it.
Legend’s stare weighed on Sky’s shoulder for another moment, before Sky heard her huff and stomp away. Disappointment twinged in Sky’s chest, but he couldn’t quite figure out why. His gaze went back to his feet and he tried to let himself zone out, just barely watching for hazards he could trip on. It was easier than focusing on the pain in his hips or knees or back or feet or head or the one weird, sharp twinge in his ankle— that was new, what was that about?
It must have worked, because next thing he knew, Four’s stopped feet appeared in his view. Sky barely scrambled to a stop before he ran into Four, and he still had to put a hand on Four’s shoulder to steady himself. He muttered an apology as he took a step back. Four smiled and waved it away.
Sky glanced around. They were still in the woods— which did not make Sky want to cry, not at all. The path ahead was split into three forks. Wild, Time, and Twilight were crowded around a broken signpost trying to make sense of the directions.
Pain slammed into him with full force. His legs were shaking minutely. Sky felt himself sway, and he desperately looked around for the nearest tree to discreetly lean against. Things always felt worse just standing. If they were going to be here for more than a few more seconds, Sky really needed to find a spot to rest.
“Hey,” Legend said quietly.
Sky looked at her in surprise. She inclined her head towards Sky’s left and raised her eyebrows. Sky followed her gaze and saw a tree stump partially hidden from Sky’s view. Sky felt himself sag with relief and immediately went for the stump. He collapsed on top of it with less grace than he would like to admit. Against his will, his eyes slid shut immediately. He crossed his arms and clenched his fists into the fabric of his sleeves as he breathed through the wave of pain in his hips and back with the new pressure.
The voices of the others faded into background noise as Sky began slipping into a light doze. Sky could still hear the words, but he didn’t put much effort into processing them. Someone would get him when they needed to move again.
A voice rose louder than the others. “Um, guys?”
Sky startled, ever so slightly. Sky knew he should probably open his eyes to see what the problem was, but he couldn’t muster the energy. There was a span of silence.
“Is this a safe place to make camp?”
“Fresh monster tracks.”
Another pause. The voices faded into a buzz.
“Sky.”
Sky jolted, then winced as his back twinged. He rubbed his dry eyes. “Hm?”
Hyrule smiled apologetically and held out a hand. “We’re moving on.”
“Oh. Okay.” Sky stifled a yawn as he took Hyrule’s offered hand and let the traveler pull him to his feet. “Thanks.”
Hyrule’s smile widened. “‘Course.”
As they started to walk again, Sky tried to focus on anything besides his body. He looked around the path and noticed a hero was missing.
“Where’s Twilight?” Sky asked.
“Scouting ahead,” Hyrule said. His ears twitched, and wasn’t looking at Sky. If Sky had any energy, he would’ve pressed. His thoughts were too heavy for that, so Sky just hummed a reply.
An amount of time passed. Sky didn’t know how much. Staying upright and putting one foot in front of the other was taking all his concentration. An amount of time passed, and then Twilight was jogging down the path towards them.
“There’s a cave close. A few monsters outside, but it don’t look too deep. We can clear it,” Twilight said.
Sky frowned. His accent was thicker than usual. That usually meant he was tired, hurt, or stressed.
“It’s a tight fit, though,” Twilight continued.
“We’ll split up,” Time said. “Legend?”
Legend shook his head. “I’d rather keep moving.”
“I can stay,” Warriors said.
“Um.” Sky cleared his throat. His ears pinned themselves to his head as Sky grabbed his sailcloth to fiddle with it. “I don’t think I would be the most helpful right now.”
Warriors, with clear movements in Sky’s line of sight, patted Sky’s shoulder. “We’ll stay back.”
“I’ll stay, too. I’ve got a bit of a headache,” Four said, tapping his temple lightly with one finger.
“Come on, then. It’s close,” Twilight said.
“Stay safe,” Warriors called as the group left.
Sky’s eyes burned, both with forming tears and the dryness of exhaustion. He hated feeling like he let the others down. He hated being too slow.
Sky stepped far enough to be off the path and collapsed in a heap against a rock. He curled his sailcloth around himself and let his eyes slide shut, then let his head fall against the rock. His entire body throbbed.
“Do you need anything for the headache?” Warriors asked.
“No, it’s not bad. More pressure than pain, really. I’ll stand watch if you want to…” Four trailed off.
Sky’s neck protested the angle with sharp pains. He huffed a watery breath of frustration and dragged an arm up to rest between his head and the rock.
Leaves crunched as footsteps approached.
“Sky?” Warriors asked softly. His voice was closer than Sky expected. He dragged his eyes open and saw Warriors kneeling beside him.
“Hm?”
“Do you want to lean on me? It’ll be more comfortable than the rock.”
Sky briefly considered protesting, but exhaustion and pain won over. He nodded wordlessly and pushed himself off the rock just a bit. Warriors smiled and settled against the rock just behind Sky with his head pillowed on his hands.
“Touch is okay?” Sky had to check.
Warriors smiled and nodded. “I wouldn’t have offered otherwise. Here.”
Warriors gently guided Sky to lean back against his side. With the way he had his arms up, Sky’s head fit securely on his shoulder. Sky scooted until his back was fully supported and extended his sharply aching knee. He wanted to thank Warriors, but he couldn’t find the energy to open his mouth.
Sky’s eyes slid shut as the aching in his body settled. He’d be sure to thank Warriors tomorrow.
Endnotes: By the way, in case any of the implied stuff wasn’t clear: when Legend left Sky, she went up to Time and Wild and said “Birdbrain needs a break. Don’t make it obvious.” And then when Sky’s on the stump, they’re trying to figure out if they can stop and rest because Sky is clearly having a horrible time. Wolfie is sent to scout for the nearest place to rest, even though they won’t make it to wherever they were going. And they split up on purpose so Sky doesn’t have to fight. There is plenty of room at the cave. Sky doesn’t know any of that though. Blorbos :)
Warriors and Legend, hurt/comfort, 362 words. AO3 link.
Warnings: none really? bit of sleep issues
Whump rating: 1/5
“You look awful,” Warriors said.
Legend felt the tips of his ears burn pink. He ducked his head and shoved his blankets more aggressively into his bag.
“Well, fuck you, too,” Legend said.
“Vet, I mean it. Did you get any sleep last night?” Warriors asked.
Legend rolled his eyes and tossed his bag over his shoulder. He stood up, trying his best to ignore the way his joints popped and clicked as he did so, and gave Warriors the harshest glare he could manage.
“Unlike you, I can function just fine without my beauty sleep. I won’t slow us down,” Legend said. He strode past Warriors, not bothering to move to the side when Warriors didn’t. Legend's shoulder hit Warriors’ roughly as he walked.
“Legend,” Warriors said, then grabbed Legend’s arm.
Legend groaned and reluctantly turned around. “Fine, what? What do you want?”
Warriors’ expression was full of concern. Legend felt some of the tension slip out of him.
“Seriously, are you okay?” Warriors asked.
Legend sighed and ran a hand through his hair. “Yeah,” he said. “I’m alright. I’m tired and achy, but I can deal.”
Warriors’ frown deepened. He let go of Legend’s arm as his eyes moved around their camp: to the others still packing their things, to the sun’s position in the sky, to Wild packing up the last of his cooking supplies.
“Let Wild make you some tea,” Warriors said. Legend was shaking his head before Warriors finished speaking.
“We can’t afford to stop. We have to make it to the town by the nightfall,” Legend said.
“I know,” Warriors said. “We can’t stop, but we can wait ten minutes. We won’t be able to hold pace if you’re in pain.”
Legend bristled. “Are you saying I’m a liability? That I’m going to slow us down?”
Warriors huffed in annoyance. “No, of course not. I’m being practical. I don’t want you to be in pain, you arse, so drink the tea and be done with it.”
Legend paused, fiddling with the charms on his bag. “Fine.
Warriors frown finally broke. It didn’t quite turn up into a smile, but it was much closer than before. “Good.”
Oh boy, I forgot I had feelings about being disabled and could use that as a starting point for Legend angst. Don’t worry, this has been rectified and now Legend is mad
