Chapters: 12/?
Fandom: Undertale (Video Game)
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: Sans (Undertale)/Original Female Character(s), Papyrus (Undertale)/Original Female Character(s), Papyrus/Sans (Undertale)/Original Female Character(s), Papyrus (Undertale)/Reader, Sans (Undertale)/Reader
Characters: Sans Ensemble (Undertale), Papyrus Ensemble (Undertale), Original Characters
Additional Tags: No Use of Y/N for Reader-Insert, Reader-Insert, Reader Is Not Frisk (Undertale), Reader Is Not Chara (Undertale), cheating but not really, Kid Fic, AFAB | Assigned Female at Birth Reader-Insert, reader is a parent, Toxic Relationships, kinda slow burn, Alternate Universe - Swapfell (Undertale), Alternate Universe - Swaptale (Undertale), Alternate Universe - Underfell (Undertale), Reader is tired, reader had depression, Postpartum Depression, anti-harem, Reverse Harem, Black Female Reader-Insert, Black Reader-Insert, Eventual Smut, Second Chance Romance, Angst and Fluff and Smut
Summary:
What happens when you can no longer see the world in black and white?
After leaving the house due to an accidental pregnancy, you plan to start over, new and fresh for you and your baby, but something changes once your baby daddy shows up and wants to be in your daughter's life.
But their limited perception of you and vice versa leaves all parties unable to see that everyone has multiple layers to them.
Written in the stars (forever on loop) chapter twenty five - Ashes Ashes dust to dust (the devil's after both of us)
Pairing: Poly! Chain x reader, Wind & reader
Rating: T
Summary: After spending a morning with Four you go to the Apothecary that was your own in a different life and finally get answers — just not the ones you expect. Meanwhile the boys meet a new face and start towards town.
(Aka: 25 chapters in you finally get some real background info I've been excited to share since chatpter six. Orville gets a pov, Legend is clingy, and Four is still smitten.)
Warnings: Cursing, obsessive Demise
Other: If I missed anytime please let me know. - I'm not entirely satisfied with this but in the spirit of continuing the story this is the best I've gotten it. I'm sorry if it feels clunky, all these sense matter and take place within the same day or so.
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Morning finds you with the same inevitability it always does, sunlight ruining your slumber in golden viciousness.
You feel warm — sleep and the covers leading to holding excess body heat.
When you finally open your eyes, giving up on more sleep, you find yourself in a strange room.
It has a bed big enough for two or three, dark wood furniture, and all sorts of pressed plants between panes of glass hung about it.
It feels... like home — in ways that make you preemptively tired to think about unpacking.
It feels safe, though, and that is nice.
Four is beside you, ear over your heart and one arm over your waist as he curls against you.
He's warm in your hold, solid and steady as his breathing stays slow and even. His face is serene and lax as he slumbers.
Sighing as you stretch your legs does little to help relieve the displeasure of being awake — but it feels nice on your limbs.
You raise your free hand to push his hair from his face gently, fingers barely brushing him.
Four's eyes open immediately, hazy but starting to become alert. "Hmmm?"
"Hi," you whisper to him, lips twitching.
He blinks at you and yawns before he says, "Hi, angel."
"Sorry. I wasn't trying to wake you."
"It's fine, I should probably get up soon anyway."
"You can sleep more," you say quickly.
Four smiles sweetly at that, "I'd rather spend time with you this morning."
"I mean, thank you... but why? You never get enough sleep."
He just stifles another yawn before he smiles again, "Making up for lost time."
"Sap," you accuse as your chest warms.
He isn't supposed to be sweet before you've even gotten up. Rude!
A sudden, irrational jealousy of your past selves flares because you lived entire lives with the heroes — although they were short lives... you still got a whole life with each of the vous, spent loving them and knowing them.
You shove that though down because it doesn't do any good and smile.
"Come on," you prompt as you get out of bed. "Caffiene is waiting."
"I'd follow you anywhere, but the caffeine helps."
"You!" Comes your response in affectionat disbelief.
He laughs quietly, following you out of bed.
You shake your head, leading Four down to the first floor where the kitchen is.
"I think I'm going to work on our weapons tomorrow," Four says, "You wanted to go to your old apothecary, right?"
"I do... If that's okay?"
Four turns to you with a smile, "Why wouldn't it be?"
"I just... thought maybe... you be upset?"
"Why?" He asks, brows inching towards each other.
"Well... uhm... I'd be going alone? I just... want to be alone when I go? And I know you like to be together..."
He softens. "Oh, hey, you're allowed to do things without me. I love being with you, but no one is meant to spend every waking second with someone."
"Right. Uh... sorry. I don't know what I was thinking."
"You don't need to apologize. I want you to be happy, and if that means doing certain things by yourself or with others, that's fine."
You relax a little. You know all of this. You just have had one or two less than great relationships in your life, whether friendships romantic or something else there have been people that were obsessive and overly clingy in ways that pop of in your responses years later.
Four's reassurance helps, though.
"Thank you."
"If you need me afterwards, or you want to talk about what you find, I'm here. Okay?"
"Okay. Maybe we can do something tomorrow, like a date?"
"We should."
"Perfect."
Making tea is simple, filling the kettle and placing it on the fire til it whistles before adding the leaves and steeping.
Four is happy to be near you.
You hesitate before you start making breakfast for you, Four, and Orville.
Eggs and toast with jelly or other fruit spreads make a fairly solid breakfast for now.
Orville comes down and scoffs at you, telling you it would do you some good to sleep in later, but he thanks you for breakfast anyway. He doesn't even seem surprised to see you in the kitchen with food, just exasperated.
"So... You seem close with Four," Orville says as he picks up his fork.
"Yeah, we've known each other a while," you smile.
Four smiles at you too, face warm and eyes that lovely mix of colored flecks within grey irises.
You find yourself overcome with the idea of kissing between his brows just to see what happens.
(He tries to watch you, eyes attempting to cross to keep your face in view and failing as he chuckles. You know that. The memory playing over again in dozens of slightly different scenarios.)
"You look at him like you looked at Link... I'm glad you found love like that in this life, too."
"I — well, technically, this is Link? Or well, his reincarnation."
"Of course. How did you meet?"
"As kids," Four says.
"This year, after falling out of a portal," you say at the same time.
"What?" Orville asks.
"What?" You echo.
"We um... met as kids, in my era," Four says. "Dot introduced us."
"Dot?"
"Your cousin," Four says softly.
"I was - okay... you're so telling me more later. But anyway, you wouldn't believe anything about my life if I told you," you wave off.
Orville snorts. "Try me."
So, you do.
You tell him everything, how you were born in the wrong world, and grew up without magic.
How you found the world of Hyrule through games.
You tell him how you tripped into a portal and fell out of the sky before you met Sky and then the others.
Orville asks how many of the others know you're the soulmate.
He asks how you got here.
He asks if you remember any of your lives.
When you tell him about Dink and dark you, he just sighs. He's not surprised about that one. He just mutters something darkly — you catch the name "Demise" but nothing else.
Huh.
You sigh, starting to think that Demise has a whole club for hating him.
The warm drink in the mug is nice, especially when you go back for a second and third cup. Today is here whether you like it or not, but it's not so daunting just now.
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Sleep comes slowly, even with Four and Spooky at your sides. The day has been long and full of explanations and questions alike.
However, you have a better idea of who you were in this era.
A curious, stubborn, and loving healer and apothecary who refused to let injustice over Link's imprisonment go. Yew tree.
You are yourself, at your core, and that makes something heal that you hadn't even known needed it.
Knowing that you aren't someone so completely different in this life than others helps. You are different, but you have a different life anyway, so it makes sense.
"Have you been having difficulty sleeping all week, starshine?" Link asks as he pulls you against him.
So, while sleep comes slowly, you don't hate the time spent waiting. Instead, you curl into Four and let his breathing guide you away.
"Of course I have. You know I've been dreaming again..."
He sighs, leaning in to press his forehead to your own. "I know, but not all your dreams are prophetic."
"And if they are? What, then?"
"Then we know what to expect."
"Link... You could be imprisoned. I may never see you again."
Link just gives a sad, soft smile. "Then I need you to remember two things for me."
You swallow, looking to his eyes. "What is that?"
"First, I need you to remember that I will love you in every life no matter how long passes."
"I love you too. Always," you breathe out.
Link gives a breathless chuckle. "I'm glad. Secondly, I need you to remember who you are because no matter what happens or where we end up, you are so much more than you believe."
"Link..."
"You're strong, smart, and kind. You're a wonderful healer and an even better person. Orville will back me up if you need more proof."
You sigh softly. "Link, please."
Lips press to your shoulder. "I'm right here, starshine. Stay with me in the present tonight?"
"But if it's premonition -"
"Then you know that we should treasure this time better than anyone."
You sigh, leaning into him. "Okay."
"I was thinking... when this is all over... maybe we can take a trip to the islands, see the world?" Link suggests slowly, as if scared to voice it.
You look to him with a weak smile, "I'd love that."
"Yes?"
"Yes, you know I love the sunset."
"Maybe I can spend lifetimes showing you the best sunsets then."
"I'll hold you too that," you manage softly.
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Link stares at the group of strangers, all wearing swords and other weapons.
"Can I help you?" He asks tightly, trying to figure out what is happening.
Each of them radiate power, mentally and magically, even the youngest.
"We're looking for either Link or black blooded monsters," the oldest says.
"Right... and may I ask why you seek that?" Link asks.
"We're travelers who are staying the black blooded monsters," the one with a blue scarf says. "And we would like to speak to Link about his lending a hand."
Link wants to ask more questions, hesitant to reveal himself so easily... but he can feel Hylia's magic on them, especially from the sword.
So... he will trust his friend.
"Yes... well... I am Link, but I have not seen any of the monsters ypu describe," he says simply.
"You're really Link?" The youngest asks.
"Yes."
"Well then," the one in the red tunic says gruffly, "get your things we have a quest."
"A second one? I haven't even gotten through my first."
"Yes, well, we have a shadow reading havoc through eras," the one in the blue scarf says.
Link wants very much to scream when he examines his feelings on this interaction. Instead, because he is a very good friend to Hylia, he sighs slowly.
"I need to get home to check on things. The guards there may have answers for your monster questions. There is an inn, and you are all welcome to rest there."
"Thank ya," the one in the pelt says.
"Let me pack my things, and then I can take us there," he says stiffly.
The others all agree, but Link doesn't care. His focus is on the task of packing up his camp while he tries to regulate his breathing.
This really is another quest, isn't it? His syarshine warned him he would do more than one quest.
Oh, how he misses his starshine.
Their death is still unconfirmed, but... he knows.
He finishes his work quickly, finally turning back to the group and says, "Come, and while we travel, tell me who you are and what this shadow wants."
"We are other Links... from the future," the eldest says, slow and considering.
"You are? How interesting. There are stories of time travel," Link says.
"We use nicknames," the youngest grins. "I'm Wind, by the way."
"Ah, well met then."
The rest of the introductions are what one may expect, and Link starts leading them towards town.
The trip is as easy as it can be for once, even if the air is tense.
"So... You're a knight?" Warriors asks.
"Of sorts."
"And... do you like it?"
"Sometimes. It keeps my people safer."
"That's important," Time agrees.
Link just nods and keeps walking. He has places to be and things to do and a friend to check on.
The others mostly leave him alone, falling into their own group and the occasional conversation amongst themselves.
Link just walks. It's easier than focusing on anything else.
The youngest whispers your name too loud to ignore, and Link freezes.
"What did you say?" Link asks quickly.
"What?" Hyrule asks.
"I said (Y/n) may be in the town?"
"Where did you hear that name?" Link demands, whirling around.
He can't decide if he hopes this is true or jot.
"We've been traveling with them," Sky says. "I'm sure the name is just a coincidence."
"Right," Link says. He has no idea if they're being honest, and he very much doubts they're be complete open....
But he doesn't like his odds in a brawl over your name just now.
"You don't believe us," Legend says simply.
"Concidences are hard to trust," Link says firmly, "But We'll have our answers regarding everything about (Y/n)'s location and identity when we get to town."
"How do you know that?" Legend scoffs.
"Be nice," Hyrule hisses.
Link bites down the smile and just turns back around and starts walking. "I have only known one (Y/n), and while coincidences follow them, they always manage to end up where you need them."
"I think it's because all (Y/n)s are the best," Wind says.
"You are biased," Time says.
Link just goes back to ignoring them, walking and walking until he sees the walls and gates of town come into view.
Finally, he's home.
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Orville thinks he is doing a very good job handling all of the information he is getting the last few days.
Apparently, his long-time friend is back, except they've been reincarnated and have limited to jo memory of this life. They've been slowly remembering bits and pieces only around Link? That sits wring with him — Link has always been an admirable man and had always loved (Y/n), but (Y/n) has always been more than Link's love. To think they only remember being Link's lover is — well, never mind that Orville will just work to fix it.
The least surprising things is the panther, honestly. First, they brought home that raven and now Spooky.
Speaking of the raven.... he should really make sure the bird feeder is full.
Hmm...
Orville comes downstairs and finds you and Four at the table, his head against your shoulder.
At least, Orville decides, you are not alone. Though... he should make sure to warn Link about everything, and the fact you may have a partner in this life in Four.
Maybe knowing Four is Link in a later life will soothe the information?
You seem happy around Four though, which is all he can ask. It's all he wants for you anyway. As often as you may have annoyed Orville, he has always been able to count on you to trust you.
Maybe he's also glad for a hand in the forge, Four is certainly talented and willing to help as payment for using the forge for his own work.
His time in the market makes an excellent time to think until a familiar call of his name sounds.
"Orville!" Beedle calls excitedly. "You have to come see the new metals I have in stock!"
Orville would rather not, but for the sake of civility, he will humor the merchant. After all, Beedle also sells ingredients from other areas, so a good relationship is important.
"Oh?" He asks, coming over to see Beedle.
"I saw (Y/n) was back! Did they send you to buy any of their stock? I have a fresh shipment of honey and garlic!"
"They're visiting," Orville says simply as he looks to the honey and garlic in question, "The garlic looks fresh."
"It is!"
"Well, maybe I'll take a few heads -"
"ORVILLE!" Link's voice calls loudly.
Orville blinks, then offers his best apologetic smile to Beedle that he really doesn't mean. "Sorry, I need to talk to Link, but I'd love to browse later?"
Saved by the Link.
"Of course. Come by when you have time!" Beedle smiles back.
Orville turns, catching sight of Link and several other males with lots of weapons. Oh. Well.
Hmm...
Perhaps he knows where this is going.
You did tell him about the adventure and your companions.
"Link," Orville says with a real smile
"(Y/n) is here?" Link demands, stopping before Orville.
"Yes... but we need to talk first," Orville says.
"Later. I need to go see my Starshine-"
"Link," Orville cuts sharply, meanifully. "We need to talk first. About (Y/n)."
Link stills. "They're not dead, are they?"
Orville just shakes his head. "Come with me. We'll go home, you can help me with dinner. Your friends can come with, Four told me what to look for to recognize them."
"Four is here?" The youngest — Wind asks.
"Yes, and so is your friend (Y/n)."
"They are?" Three of the others ask — Legend, Warriors, and Hyrule of Orville is right.
"Yes. Come on," Orville says, turning and starting to lead the gaggle of heroes to his home.
"Orville, what has been happening here?" Link asks.
"We'll talk at home."
"Is it truly so bad?"
"There is... a lot."
Link makes a face Orville can feel even though he can't see it.
The walk home is short, and piling the group inside isn't too difficult. Half go to the bath house after a moment while a few go to the forge to see Four.
In the end, Orville is left alone and out of earshot with Link in the kitchen.
"The monsters have black blood now?" Link asks.
Orville's nods. "Yes, apparently so."
"By the goddess Farore," Link sighs.
"Our town has been safe, the barricade and guards hold."
"That is a relief... and what of (Y/n)?"
"That is... a long story."
"Tell me anyway."
Orville sighs fondly, "Of course. Can you prepare the meat?"
"Yes."
Orville thanks him, starting to cut vegetables for the stew he plans.
"(Y/n) isn't exactly our (Y/n)," Orville begins, "They are a reincarnation brought to us through time travel."
"... Like the heroes?"
"Yes."
"But it is (Y/n)?" Link asks simply.
Orville nods, "Without memories of this life, but yes."
"That is all that matters."
"Link, they have a lover," Orville warns gently — carefully.
Link stills, falling silent.
"They do?" Link asks.
"Yes."
"Who?"
"They have four, actually," Orville corrects when he remembers the conversation from the other night.
"Who?"
"Legend, Hyrule, Warriors, and Four."
"They are... good to (Y/n)?" Link asks stiffly, voice tight.
"To my knowledge, yes."
Orville can feel something break in Link, but there is a slow sigh.
"That is all I can truly ask... is it not?" Link manages.
"It is."
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Meanwhile, you're in the apothecary, looking through the stock and setting aside anything helpful along with the book that has all the plant uses.
The air is stale, but the open window does help some.
The air shifts, chilling as shadows stretch.
"Fuck," you groan.
You have a fairly good idea what that means.
Onyx rises from the shadows, "We need to talk."
"What do you want?" You ask tightly.
"To talk. We have a lot to cover, and your stupid hero guard dogs aren't here."
"Don't bring them into this."
"Fine. We still need to talk. I love Dark, but he's fucking everything up and won't listen," Onyx groans.
"I- what?"
Onyx just crosses their arms. "Dark won't listen — he never has and the longer this goes on the worse we're going to be."
"Then talk to him!"
"Look, I want this to work out and that means I need your help."
"Why the hell-"
"Demise wants to own you."
"Excuse me?!"
"It's a long story. So, can we talk?"
You give a numb agreement by nodding.
Listening to Onyx feels... absurd.
Onyx tells you about the way Demise took an intrest in you after First was imprisoned, how he became obsessive with you. They explain how Demise started to attempt to own you, to steal you from Link, how that didn't work.
They tell you how Demise cast a curse on you after that — that no matter how many lives pass you will always die a terrible death after meeting Link and it will always be early.... then Onyx tells you that Demise left a loophole, you have to meet Link for the curse to take effect which is why Dark made sure you were born in the human world.
They explain how their life is tied to your own, how your death and their death are the same each time.
Onyx tells you how Demise set Datk after the hero each time because Demise says that once Dark finally destroys the Hero's Spirit Demise will release Onyx from dying when you do... And then Onyx tells you how that's a lie because if Link ever gets truly destroyed Demise will fuse Onyx with you and tie you both to him to force you to be his.
They tell you how Dark won't listen because he's so sure this is the only way to fix things.
They have no participation desire to save your boys, but they don't like what happens if the boys are beaten so here they are.
Onyx sits with you as you digest this.
"So this entire cycle is because Demise got rejected and is a creep?" You ask with a tight voice.
"Yes."
"What do you want me to do?"
"Just... I don't know. Okay? I'm the parts of yourself you hate. I'm the anger, the obsession, the deceit, the selfishness. I want to live, and you... You're good at knowing shit."
"That... wow."
"Look. Now you know. Let your intuition do it's thing. Dark won't listen, and as obnoxious as he is he's mine and he's doing this for me. So, I'll let him."
"He will destroy you."
"Everyone breaks, (Y/n). He's an asshole, he's stubborn, and he's mean, but he's mine. He's the only person I have that's mine. He likes me, and no one likes me."
"Do... you like him?"
"Yes."
"Well... good."
"He's not like your boys, his love has teeth and claws, but it's the only love he knows. I like it, it's all him."
"I don't know what to do with any of this."
"Neither do I."
You sighs, long and heavy. "This is such a mess."
"Fuck?" Onyx offers.
"Double fuck," you correct.
They snort. "Of course you say that."
"Fuck you."
"Mhm."
"Your boyfriend wants to ruin our lives."
"He wants to save mine but yes."
"I hate him. Dink is the fucking worst."
"Watch it."
"I take it back. Demise is the worst."
"Acceptable."
"Die."
"No," Onyx says simply, smiling faintly.
"Did you need anything else or just to dunp this all on me."
"Just that."
"Can you go away now?"
"Yeah, sure, I should get back to Dark too. we have plans."
"I don't want to know."
"That's probably true. He's a very active-"
"Go away!"
Onyx laughs, sinking through the shadows and leaving you alone.
What even is your life?
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Legend leaves the house as soon as he is able after getting information on you, taking immediately towards the apothecary where you are if Orville is right.
He can't feel too terrible about it, even if Hyrule and Warriors are both stuck at the house for now still.
It's fine.
Hyrule is healing Warriors, Wild, and Wind and making sure they rest, so it's not like they could come anyway. The three boys with injuries are hurt because of some silly plan to try to get to the top of a guard tower anyway.
So, instead of feeling guilty, he focuses on coming to find you.
The apothecary doesn't seem open, boards blocking the windows, but the door is ajar ever so slightly. Someone is inside.
Legend opens the door and lets out a breath of relief when he sees your figure.
"Trinket?" He calls out.
You turn and smile when you see him. "Ledge!"
"You're okay," he breathes out, heart loosening.
"Yeah, I am," you agree.
Legend watches as you cross the space between you and him, his hands coming to land on your waist when you reach him. You're solid under his palms — real and not a dream or conjuring of his mind. He relaxes, shoulders lowering as he grins at you.
"What are you doing here?" Legend asks.
You look wonderful, smile still gracing your face.
"I'm getting some supplies and learning about a past life!" You inform him.
"What?"
"Did you know I was a healer in this era? This is the apothecary I took over after my dad passed."
That... is a lot.
"You were? Huh..."
"Is something wrong?" You ask.
He shakes his head. "No. No, everything is fine. You were a healer and apothecary in my era, too. Just... strange."
"I was?"
"You were."
"Maybe you can tell me about that life later?"
"Sure," he says, chest tight.
You lean in, pressing a kiss to his cheek before you whisper, "I'm happy to see you."
"Yeah? Well, I'm happy to see you too, angel."
You smile at him again, arms coming up around his waist. "Sounds like it works out then."
Legend hums, leaning in to steal a kiss from you.
You inhale quickly but return the kiss, making him melt internally.
Hylia above you're just so wonderful. Real and willing to return affection and so good to him. Patient and caring with him... and pretty funny, too.
"Hi," you breathe, pulling back.
"Hi?"
"Mhm, hi."
Legend laughs softly, "Hi, trinket."
"Is everyone okay? All their pieces attached still?" You ask him, gaze sweeping across his form as if you are checking that Legend us still in one piece.
Legend sighs. "All their parts are attached... but Wind, Wild, and Captain are healing still."
"Oh no... are they going to be okay?"
"Yeah, of course they are. Rulie is helping them."
"Oh, good."
"You're okay, right? No near death experiences?"
You fall silent, then you say, "Define near death?"
Legend groans loudly, "Angel, I lo- I can't believe you."
You smile at him as if you know what he was going to say — as if you know he was going to say 'I love you'...
Maybe you do know.
"If it helps, almost dying doesn't count as dying?" You offer.
"You're going to give me a heart attack."
"I would never," you say immediately.
"What happened then?"
You sigh, "I got electrocuted. That sucked."
"Oh my fucking Hylia, are you okay?!" Legend demands.
"Hey, hey, it's okay. I'm fine now," you assure as you step back, "I'm okay."
"But you were electrocuted!"
"I'm okay, it was a bit ago. I'm doing better."
"Trinket, please."
"What, do you need to see for yourself?" Ypu ask.
"I would like that."
"So what, do I need to strip or-?"
Legend is saved from answering when someone knocks on the door.
"Shit."
Legend follows you to the door, letting you take the lead here.
Sky stands on the otherside, and smiles softly when he sees you.
"(Y/n), it's good to see you safe."
"It's good to see you safe too, Sky," you smile back.
Sky shifts, but he keeps his composure. "I'm supposed to bring ypu back, have you seen Legend?"
"I'm here," Legend answers gruffly, trying to keep his own composure.
"That's good. Okay, we're having dinner with Orville, and then we'll be staying at the inn. Are you staying with Orville or at the inn, (Y/n)?" Sky asks.
"Uh... Let me think about that for a second?" You say.
"Sure. Come on, we should head back," Sky says.
Legend cant even argue but he almost wishes Sky had come later.
"Oh — this — I don't like this," Legend mutters to himself as he watches the absolute disaster that is Myrah and Ravio set loose on a festival.
"I do!" Wild declares brightly as he watches the same scene.
"Haven't you ever wondered how to woo your tall wife?" Ravio starts calling into the crowd.
Since this is a gerudo festival, most people turn.
"I have the solution for you!" Ravio informs.
"Oh yeah?" Someone's asks.
"I do! May I introduce Ravio's Enchanted Weapons and Metal Polish? It's wonderful! But don't take it from me, take it from my lovely tall wife!" Ravio declares.
Myrah waves with a smile. "Sav'sabba. I'm Myrah, and my husband is right. The weapons polish he sells is amazing, it's all I use on my scimitar!"
She holds up her scimitar, the weapon clearly made by a Gerudo weapon smith. It glints in the light, clearly well cared for.
There's a series of interested musings.
"My lovely Miss Giant is so protective of her scimitar! Really her trust in my polish is astounding!" Ravio continues.
Myrah just laughs, warm and crackling. "You'd be protective of it too if your mother made it!"
More muttering sounds.
"How much?" Calls a woman with a pixie.
"Oh Hylia," Legend groans lowly, dragging his hands down his face. "They're going to lose so much money."
"Yeah, after talking shit last night about you and Hyrule," Wild snorts.
"What?"
"I don't know Ravio well, but Myrah? Myrah only does things like this when she feels it's earned."
"Huh..."
Legend looks back up just in time to see Ravio taking someone's money while Myrah shows off her scimitar with pride. Still, even if it's vaugley revenge, the idea of Ravio and Myrah working together feels daunting.
May I ask for someee hurt/comfort with Sky?? I feel like we don’t get that a lot lmaoo
Can be in bullet points too! Feel free to do anything lolz
Thank youusss
Absolutely! I'll do a bulletpoint fic because I love them.
To save a Godslayer
Pairing: Sky x stubborn! magic weilding! reader
Rating: T
Summary: Sky has been missing for two weeks now, at the whims of the shadow and the dark forces the shadow employs. You don't like that, so at the first opportunity to get him back, you do.
Warnings: Canon typical blood and violence, psychological torture (forced to live through dreams as torture - mostly off-screen), cursing
Other: if I missed anything let me know
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The day before disaster is unassuming, you and Sky spend it walking with the others. You hold hands, of course, and after camp is made and dinner is had Sky kisses you goodnight sweetly before he starts his watch.
Sky gets taken captive by the shadow in the middle of the night while on watch. He had no chance to call out because he was gone in less than a second — brought through the shadows.
When he doesn't wake Wind for second watch, no one notices until Legend wakes up around halfway through what should be second watch and finds no ome awake and Sky missing without a trace — the master sword thrown to the dirt.
Of course, Legend raises hell, waking everyone up. He's loud and angry and sharp — and no one can even fault him because there is nothing to make any answers appear.
Or... nothing to make answers appear until you use your magic to reach out for Sky — finding his magic signature faint and surrounded by shadow magic only one being has.
Motherfucker
So you tell everyone the news, camp is packed up while Wild starts a quick emergency breakfast and someone starts coffee.
You sit with Time and Warriors despite their hesitancy, refusing to be dismissed as you help them run through ideas on how to handle this. You can tell they're angry, but you're all upset and anger is a safe emotion to feel in the face of danger or fear.
But they don't want you planning because they think you're compromised. Maybe you are but you're also the most versed in magic so they can't actually ask you to leave the conversation either.
After you eat and finish reading to move, candles and lanterns and any other light sources readied, since it's still dark, you are left with who will carry the master sword.
Legend and Time pass, neither particularly excited about the prospect. Wind also passes, Wild doesn't feel like explaining how the sword runs out of energy for him sometimes. Hyrule also passes.
In the end, you just roll your eyes and grab the scabbard, strapping it to your back while your own sword sits on your hip. You don't have time for this.
So you all start walking, camp wasn't safe anyway.
You find a town after sunrise and start asking about weird happenings.
No one knows anything. This becomes the pattern for the next two weeks across several towns and several eras.
There are plenty of monster encounters and you're all left looking for what seems to be a ghost.
Every instance you can't find Sky — can't find your lover — leaves a bad taste in your mouth. He's not dead, he isn't allowed to be, and so you have to find him!
You refuse to leave him behind.
Meanwhile, Sky is having a terrible time. He's asleep in forced dream scenarios most of the time, forced to watch helpless as people he loves are tormented, hunted, and killed. Nothing he sees in his dreams is good — the worst things are when he is forced to be the one hurting people
He has a few nightmares where he is forced to be the one hurting you — and his dreamselff doesn't care, but he does. Your voice haunts him.
When he's awake he's kept alive but only barely. Taunted as he's told of the as the group faces.
The shadow delights in musing all the ways that the others can be hurt — especially you.
The shadow fixates on pondering how to harm you — how to break you in front of Sky.
Needless to say Sky is having a Horrible, Terrible, No Good, Very Bad time. He rates it -10/10 and wants a refund in the form of revenge.
Unfortunately he's kept captive and without any tools, magic making a barrier he can't pass. So he is stuck.
Back to reader and chain though.
Two weeks pass, and you are becoming more upset and worried each day. Every time you track sky you are left without even a trace of an idea where he is!
Unacceptable
Finally in some era and place no one knows you are able to track sky — half a days walk away according to your magic and Time's help.
So you of course start walking except Time and Wars stop you.
Rude.
So rude actually.
Anyway Wars and Time say you need to take time to make sure you're ready and to plan before you go in swords swinging.
So, begrudgingly, Warriors, Wind, and Four go ahead with you leading them so you can scout out where Sky's being held.
Unfounded for Warriors, Wind, and Four you see an opening in the gaurd rotation an hour into scouting and you take off to go get Sky.
So, now you're making your way through the base or whatever to find Sky, slaying any monsters in your way with your sword.
Oh and Wars, Wind, and Four are left to follow you. Yat!
Anyway you make it through until the shadow realizes you're here and then you find yourself absolutely swarmed with monsters — but in your anger you just set them all on fire. Yay fireball!
Rip Warriors eyebrows though. They're singed right off. Sorry Wars:(
So you finally find the Shadow, and Sky, and you're irate. Sky is passed out in chains amd the shadow just waves at you.
What. The. Fuck?
So obvious you grab the master sword, ignoring the way it burns your hands because you aren't a Hero of Hylia or whatever, and stab right through the shadow's stomach in a fit of magic enhanced speed.
Shadow screams ad teapots away — not dead but no longer a problem.
You put Fi back in the sheath.
Warriors comes in and then he starts asking questions-
You are no help. You're focusing on Sky.
Warriors carries Sky as ypu go back to camp.
You definitely get yelled at, and then your wounds get repeated and they ask why you used the master sword
Nosy heroes.
You set Fi in her sheath besids Sky, where he can get to her.
A day passes at camp and Sky finally wakes up.
You smile at him, amd ask if he's hungry
He says no
You get a potion in him
He eats a little hit of jerky just for protein.
You and Sky sit together all day, your hands in his hair as you reassure and praise him
He did so good
He's safe now
He's loved
He didn't do anything wrong
Everything is okay
When he asks about your burnt hands he panics. Why would you weild Fi?! How dare she hurt you?!
You just smile and kiss his forehead and tell him you're fine and the shadow is gone for now because of Fi.
Sky will be talking to Fi layer.
He thanks you for saving him and asks you to let him hold you that night
Sky holds you like you're going to dissapear on him — but he is so sweet as he tells you he loves you and he's glad you're safe
I cant think of anyone else but Legend dude I have a bad habit of biting and pulling at my lips until it's almost just raw skin and I'm just imagining Legend telling me off and kissing me on the lips in order to stop me from biting my lips and I'm NXKWBXJJWOXBEJXJEJ
Okay, first of all, I feel this to my soul, Legend is on my mind more than I'd admit to even my Ao3 history. Also biting my lips is something I worked so hard to stop! It's such a difficult habit to combat.
Anyway I had to write a little blurb sorry-
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"Stop that," Legend sighs, as he watches you chew at your lip again.
"I'm sorry."
"I'm sure, you keep making yourself bleed."
"Ledge it's not like I mean to."
"Okay, well, you still do. I don't like it when you hurt, angel," Legend says aagain.
"Oh. I... yeah..."
"How about instead of biting your lips, you just come kiss me, yeah?"
Oh. That... isn't something you've tried.
"Maybe."
When you go to bite your lip again Legend leans in, kissing you and stopping you from biting your lip in favor of returning the kiss.
