#dutifulsilence

[gloryseized]

and brotherly 💋 Shion to Rin

[no obligation to do all I sent]

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A thrill rushed into Shion's chest at the sight of his brother. Rin had entered a jousting competition at the end of their knight training. It was supposed to be a friendly match between some of the other newly appointed knights, but Shion could also tell the one Rin jousted against was serious.

Were they actually fighting? Shion wondered, watching as the pair thundered down the line towards each other, lances dropping in sync before connecting on the opposite shields. Any thoughts of motivations or worries of fights vanished from his mind as the two clattered on impact, his hands curling into fists in his lap, eyes trained on the field below.

Rin was alright, and Shion released a breath he didn't realize he'd been holding. After two more rounds of jousting runs, Rin was finally declared the winner, the crowd cheering happily as Shion pushed his way down to the front, making it back to the stables to meet up with his brother just as the young knight made the turn around the corner. Reaching up, he practically caught Rin as he tumbled from the saddle, hugging him happily and placing a brotherly kiss on his temple.

Left hand tapped his mouth before connect down with his right hand. Both hands then curled into loose fits, tapping on top of each other. << Good job!>>

[dragmiredemisee]

"I’m   already   in   too   deep."

There was no such thing. There were points where people can find themselves in the void. Drowning in its darkness. And Ganondorf found the hero's word's amusing to his ears. Always the drowning hero. Trying to grasp onto a shred of hope to keep going. And he was losing it. He could tell.

"You aren't deep enough. You're still above the iceberg, Link." He said as he walked around him. His footsteps leaving gloom in their wake that seemed to spread like a wild fire around them." Anyone can go deeper. So deep they become shadows." He smirked.

He pulled the strings on blood moon's. So far he was lucky enough to not be with anyone important to him or in villages when it happened. He made Link feel his essence. His tainted soul within his arm. One day that will change..

"You will sink into the void one of these days, Link. It will happen. And when it does. I will smile down upon you."

[tenebriism]

And for Sidon, bite bite chomp, huge hickey from Link right where everyone can see it.

He's an absolute MESS in the moment, as he always is in the presence of his most gorgeous beloved, but later on, he can be seen almost SHOWING OFF the hickey as it if were a prize, neck tilted and smirk stretched WIDE.

@dutifulsilence ;;

[agloryofuniicorns]

💋 Link would maybe like a kiss from Sheik

Kiss Kiss Fall In Love | @dutifulsilence

The first and only rule that Sheik had given himself was that he would not allow himself to become emotionally attached to the Hero of this era. That had been the mistake he had done last time, when he had been convinced by a young woman to help her prepare for, and aid, the Hero of Time. It had resulted in too many mistakes and too many decisions that ended with him facing a fate far worse than death. To feel that close again was a level of foolishness and idiocy that he would never allow to happen again.

The events and their struggles had happened so long ago that no records left that they even had existed. Sheik himself was the only person who still held them in his memory. That was another reason that he found he simply... couldn't. Allowing himself to get close to the Hero and Princess of this time felt like betrayal of their memory. He had to hold tight to them and could not allow anyone new to worm their way into his life.

And so he kept himself held at a distance, doing everything that was required of a Guide for the Hero without allowing himself the emotional connection. He would watch over him, aid him, protect him, but never care for him. That was too much, too far.

It was a losing battle from the start.

It was hard to fully pinpoint the emotion he felt as he watched Link sleep. Resentment was there. Disappointment, annoyance... and something else that Sheik didn't want to think about. Didn't want to acknowledge, didn't want to dwell on, didn't want to accept. Because if he did, then his memories of the Hero of Time would begin to fade. They would become muted, overwritten by his new ones, and then there would be no one left to remember.

No one...

A heavy exhale as he leaned down, lips pressing lightly against Link's forehead as the other slept.

"Sleep well. There will be more for you to do when you awaken."

[gloryseized]

"Figures you couldn't handle this on your own."

For Shion from Rin, sometime during botw maybe? Rin is teasing his brother

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A sarcastic smile cuts across Shion's mouth as he shoots his brother a look. True, maybe he should have done a better job staking out the bokoblin encampment, just to make sure he had a handle on the monsters' setup, but he doesn't really think he's done too bad of a job. He's fine. Definitely fine.

He appreciates the help though, even if it's hard to admit such a thing to his brother. Rather than respond immediately, he fires a triple shot of arrows over his shoulder, the three of them finding their mark in the dead center of in the Hinox's eye, because of course there is a Hinox nearby.

Palm facing his chest, thumb tucked in, his four fingers stick out. << Four. >> he declares proudly as the Hinox moans, tumbling backwards from the shot, daring his brother to keep pace with the fallen enemies.

[tenebriism]

"If you like seeing me a bit roughed up, there's other ways for it to happen," Link pointed out. He brought his hands up, cupping the warlord's face, leaning in closer to Ganondorf and just letting his lips hover a couple of centimeters from the older man's. "You could roughen me up yourself, instead of letting your minions do it. I don't think we've even sparred since we started seeing each other."

Their destined battle was off the table, cast aside instead for the love that grew between them, but Link would love the challenge of fighting Ganondorf in a simple spar. He knew how much more powerful his lover was than the strongest monsters he'd faced and he wouldn't doubt it would be a tremendous task to best the Gerudo. It sounded like fun, if he was honest.

"Bet you'd love to see how graceful and capable I am first-hand, wouldn't you?" Link teased his lips gently against Ganondorf's. "What do you say?"

Not so shamefully, his mind had traversed ELSEWHERE at the mention of an alternative method of, quote, ' roughing the hero up, ' but despite it not QUITE being what Link means, the suggestion, still, is enticing in its own way. " You seek a spar with me, then? I admit... even PRIOR to our relationship, deep within me nestled a desire to test your STRENGTH. "

The husky chuckle to follow is heated, belying entirely different intentions. With how Link was ghosting his lips 'long the demon kings tantalizingly, making his mind wander ever further from the prospect of a good battle, Ganondorf suspects the hero is AWARE this ' spar ' of theirs shan't remain just that for too long. Still, he cannot deny the CURIOSITY still left unsatiated at just how STRONG Link had become since he'd been put to sleep and re-awakened.

" Do not hold back, else I will be very, v e r y displeased, " he whispers, leaning forward to nip at Link's bottom lip with a barely contained groan of need, " I wish to be put on MY backside, for once, if you can manage that. Give me everything you can, my love, and nothing LESS. "

[tenebriism]

It looked like Ganondorf might have been busy, but Link was pretty sure he could get away with interrupting, moving to take a seat on the other man's lap and promptly burying his face against his lover's chest with a gentle sigh. If Ganondorf were to look at him, he would see how tired Link was, with dark circles under his eyes, body slumped with exhaustion. Beneath his tunic, there were a fair number of bruises and bandaged cuts from his last run-in with a group of bokoblins.

"You know, those monsters of yours are a real pain to deal with sometimes. Think you could revive less of them on the next blood moon and give me a break?"

He knew not all the monsters were under Ganondorf's control, but he had to bully the king as least a little bit.

Busy, aye, but not so much so that he isn't willing to IMMEDIATELY shift his full, undivided attention unto Link. As the hero makes himself comfortable within his lap, the book Ganondorf had been deeply studying is set down atop the nearby nightstand, hand now settling, instead, over the small of Link's lower backside. " Mm... " A brow ridges inquisitively before a low, silken chuckle rumbles from the back of his throat. " Much as I DO care for your well-being, what if I enjoy the sight of you a tad... ROUGHED up? "

His smile practically GLOWS as it stretches 'pon his visage, and though genuine in his appreciation, there IS a tinge of playfulness to his eye as well. " I like my partners to be strong, CAPABLE... and that you dispose of my subordinates with ease and grace is a REFLECTION of the wealth you possess in both. Forgive me if I derive ENJOYMENT from it... " And aught else, but that, he wisely keeps to himself in this moment.

The same hand once smoothing against the hero's backside raises so that it might gently lose itself within blond strands. " ... but, if you TRULY do wish for me to lessen my forces, then you need only tell me. We are on the SAME side now, after all... "

@dutifulsilence ;;

[voicesunified]

@dutifulsilence: “Let  me  hold  you  until  the  nightmares  fade.”

   Nightmares were a constant part of who he was, something that never quite ended. There are days he could go without having them, where he slept peacefully or at least where nothing horrible happened. Then there were days where things were so horribly complicated and he woke up screaming, scaring the life out of Link and waking him from whatever rest he finally managed to have. And by some luck there were times where he had them and just woke himself up, without horrifying Link or any of the wild animals around them. Those days he walked around on his own, simply tried to silence his thoughts, tried to keep the world still for even a few minutes

   These were, unfortunately, not one of the silent ones.

   He barely even remembers what this one was about. He can see—red eyes, red hair. Can hear echoing screams, the sound of someone suffering, But then it was over and he found himself waking up with a screaming tearing from his throat and Link startling beside him. Reaching for the Master Sword, looking for a threat, expecting some giant Hinox to be tumbling from the forest about to be ripping the both of them apart. But no, it was nothing like that, it was just Sheik's head tormenting him.

   There were no tears, no babbling apologies or haunting screams. He just sat there, trembling, breathing heavily and wishing for once that his hair was actually short. Since for some unexplainable reason every time he woke up his hair always felt to long and to heavy. He had even thought of chopping the braid right off one night, but Link had made such a horrified expression he had dismissed that idea immediately. He likes the braid, that was the first time he actually realized that. The first time he actually thought about keeping it long for someone other than his ancestors and himself.

   Like every time he has done this though he felt horrible for waking Link up. It felt like the nightmares were worse and more frequent when they slept outside. When they were exposed to the wilderness and his sleep got increasingly worse for him. He already didn't sleep when he was out here, but the bit he did get was just never enough and never good enough.

   He hears the Master Sword get placed down, the threat clearly not existing, and then the sound of Link shuffling a bit closer. He feels the Hero press up against his side, the arms that wrapped around his neck and the Sheikah easily leaned into the warmth that the Hero was offering. That comfort and reassurance that everything was fine. Nightmares weren't real, the ones that he had never even happened to him. He honestly didn't understand why they continued to effect him the way that they did.

   “Let  me  hold  you  until  the  nightmares  fade.”

   Michael shook his head and leaned a bit more into Link, letting out a breath that felt as tense as he was holding his body. "I'm okay, I'll be fine. I'm sorry I woke you."