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[shadowoflegend]

a filthy wip of Dark Link and Ayrll (@mutedpetals). my scanner ate her draft arm.... also I hate handsXD

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[timetrappedkiddos]

Please, No more Death, PLEASE

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➷➷  Everything felt like it was when she had received a lovely scar on her back from running away. Yiga held no mercy and somehow she managed to survive the strongest of them that never wanted to stay away. Was she attacked once again by the monsters who claim everything was for that monster: Calamity? A child no younger than around the age of eight (Ayrll hoped that was she was seeing alright instead of a monster disguising its self as a Hylian- but they don’t appear to be a Hylian.)

Frisk’s mouth was moving as Ayrll’s eyes were slowly moving to a close. Ears would never work. There was no point of even having a verbal conversation but there are so many who do not know and so she dealt with shame that this was her curse.

One of the Yiga’s sickles (she had left it in there knowing quite well what to do) had dug its way into her back, sides, legs, and a bit close to the neck. Smart of them to attack the limbs but foolish to leave them intact.

Ayrll quietly made a sound as if she was thanking them. Slowly reaching her hand out to capture Frisk’s in such care hoping the girl would stay. It’s been too long since she had company and if this was her final moments at least it wouldn’t be alone.

And what scared her the most is that she would never get to see him again.

Would she meet her family again?

nononono, she was not going to let this be it. Frisk refused.

she wouldn’t watch another person die, not like this. not when something could still be done. “Chara, can you see how her soul’s holding up? it’s pretty bad physical damage, but as long as her soul’s intact she has a chance.” come on, have enough strength to swallow some of the monster candy as it melted at least.

“Please, try to eat as much of that as you can." Frisk had her sweater to the wound but wasn’t sure what to do with the weapon. she wasn’t any doctor, and she knew monsters much better than people. and it was blocking some of the hte blood but the skin couldn’t heal completely around it. “So her soul’s still holding on? of course it is, she’s human too isn’t she?” ears meant nothing. god, if only there was someone else within sight, someone who could help.

tears were filling the kid's eyes. she took a second to rub them away, she needed to be able to see. she needed to be able to see. she couldn’t help someone with her eyes all blurry. “Please don’t die. please. please. I can’t stand to see someone else die. please. please.” her voice cracked, and her grip loosened.

and then she stiffened and was back to work eyes clear. “Frisk, you never were a crybaby but now’s not the time. alright, can you hear me?” The kid didn’t remove the weapon, barely even touched it. not yet, but the sweater was secure and stemming the blood that was leaking. that gave her a moment to wipe her eyes, and tap the woman’s face...and then use those fingers to forcefully open the eyes a bit more. “keep your eyes open, closing them’s giving up. if we can’t give up, neither can you.”

[embodiedhero-blog]

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HELLO WHERES THE NEAREST ARBYS

Does arbys even still exist???

[embodiedhero-blog]

spill it ((loads gun))

He doesn’t remember his father. At all. He only knows what he’s been told. He doesn’t even recall a face. It troubles him.

[embodiedhero-blog]

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His sister is v pretty fuck all yall

[wild-champion]

fluster? fluster. ]] Ayrll can't do much besides hug him from behind tightly with all her might and made a bunch of comments of how great he was and that she treasures him a lot in her life. Ayrll is not used to giving compliments, affection, or anything else. So really, weak attempt.

Link smiled softly regardless, flushing slightly as he reached to ruffle her hair.

He wasn’t quite flustered... but he certainly couldn’t think of a response off the top of his head.

[embodiedhero-blog]

//she runs up to Link // "i THINK I MURDERED SOMEONE. WITH MY STICK. IT BROKE. HELP."

Link blinks. “You think you murdered someone?”