#flamboyence

[lidijakljakic]

Siren(a)

[musesofthesky-blog]

flamboyence liked your post “SKYBEAN.  like for a short starter from link!!”

     this work is too intelligent for bokoblins.  bokoblins aren’t smart enough to double back, to cross through rivers; they’re smart enough to occupy old forts, to call for help, but this is...  something more cunning than bokoblins.

     link turns to revali, signing to him;  ‘ARE YOU THINKING WHAT I’M THINKING?’

[letsbeedle-blog]

@flamboyence

if there is anything beedle has learned about the rito since opening up shop, it’s that they love their arrows. not the arrows beedle sells; their arrows. hand-crafted (or is it feather-crafted?) and truly remarkable, beedle can’t rightly blame them. in fact, it’s proven almost impossible just for him to get his hands on some to sell alongside with the mass-produced hylian arrows he stocks.

               the rito are prideful, and that’s something he must respect.

but that doesn’t stop him from lurking around a training grounds where he can find arrows lodged in targets or lying in the snow. in fact, it’s one of these days when he’s picking the coveted arrows from the frost that he realizes he isn’t alone. he straightens up so fast that he nearly tumbles backwards with the weight of his pack, but he’s still smiling.

                           “He-llo! Beedle’s Traveling Shop is now open, snow or shine!”

[bxllesta]

                                                                         █ ▩ @flamboyence​ ┊ ➹

        ❝ ┊Never have i seen someone like you before ,                                 ————— are ya half-cucco or somethin’ like that ?  ┊ ❞

[alfarvmeo-blog]

“ La Vie En Rose ” https://www.nicoleaimi.com

[plumelost]

@flamboyence |  wow wow wow!

               two whole hours, it takes him. two whole hours of                             bitter frustration and painful confusion, of harried                             scrambling and desperate flapping, of NONONO                             and GOSH, THAT WAS CLOSE and WHY DOES                             IT HAVE TO BE SO DAMN HIGH?! two whole                             hours...but he’s finally made it. atop the village’s                             peak. to the divine beast. to vah medoh.

               it’s dangerous, they've always told him. it’s dangerous,                             you’re just a child, you will be killed, it’s dangerous,                             never approach, it’s dangerous.

               yet as he edges towards the grand beast now (and oh,                             what a grand beast it is!), eyes wide and breaths                             atremble, he feels no fear. no dread, no panic, no                             THEY WERE RIGHT horror --- his feathers flare                             and his chest swells with only one thing.

               giddy, giddy wonder.

                                     ❝ blizzards, you’re huge! ❞

[thecuccoocorner]

psst, @flamboyence!! just wanted to tell you that i v v deeply admire the way you write revali!! he is everything i thought he would be and so much more in your hands; i've always loved him as a character but seeing your portrayal??? your writing??? Hot Damn never have i loved him more

--- froreblest.

@flamboyence

[finessae-blog]

‘ we can’t move on. ‘ / B)

     after link frees her spirit from calamity ganon’s blight, mipha wanders the chambers of vah ruta’s body like a lost memory. her fingertips trace, delicate, the intricate designs that line the wall. her webbed feet dip into the water. she steps out into the open, beside ruta’s trunk, and breathes in the snow-chilled air.

     all of these are things she cannot feel. 

    what she can feel – it’s strong. powerful. a heat at her sternum, magma-thick, as if she were in the mouth of death mountain’s volcano. it doesn’t hurt, doesn’t ache – it’s reassuring. to be able to feel vah ruta’s laser so intimately.

     days pass. weeks. mipha watches the sun fall and rise over the domain, wanders the chambers, wonders how her friends and loves ones are doing. 

    then – she hears a tremendous caw, the echoes of which are so many that she knows they must be far away. she rushes to vah ruta’s trunk, nearly stumbles in her haste. it’s almost too far away, but she sees – vah medoh’s wings spreading, a light like a spark, and a laser, red as her scales. 

     it’s link! he’s gone, and he’s defeated revali’s blight, as well! she feels her heart swell – and feels something at her sternum shift into place. 

    and then they can talk.

    they guess that it’s because of the power of the two divine beasts that allows them to do so -- as revali says things in her mind, that spot vibrates with his voice. as she thinks -- for thinking is all that is needed -- towards him, she feels as though a warmth spreads out through the laser that guides vah ruta’s immense power. 

     at first the talk is joyous, on her part, self-satisfied on his -- they greet each other, ask how each other is doing, and mipha asks about link. how he seems to be faring.

     but then -- comfortably, a silence falls between them.

    and now he says this.

    though he can’t see it, mipha hesitates. her eyes fall, sudden, to her fingers, how they twist and turn just in front of that burning sensation. she splays them, presses her hand to that spot, lets her fingers warm.

    … no, she admits quietly, finally, the thought soft. solemn. we cannot.