This full moon is occuring on October 31st 2020 at 8:49am mst at 8 degrees Taurus. It is is blue because it is the 2nd full moon this month. Making there 13 full moons this year. Making it a moon to pay attention to! This full moon illuminates where you need to nurture and nourish yourself. Where to reinvent, where to find a new perspective. There may be a light go on in a area of your life. Where the clouds part and all of the sudden you see something so clearly that you didn’t before. Uranus conjuncts the moon shifting a moon that craves stability. There will be perseverance to see through what you need. Indulge in the senses. What gives you security and stability? What do you need? What grounds you? Do you need to shake things up? This moon has a rebellious streak. Anyone that tries to control you or your choices will be met with rebellion. There has to be freedom to be yourself and make your own choices. People who are stuck in ruts in regards to their needs may find some unexpected things occur to shake that part of themselves up. Enjoy the ride on this one and keep your eys open ✨
Music: Fullmetal Alchemist Brotherhood OST - Lullaby of Resembool
Linkeduniverse was made by @jojo56830 (the blog Au is @linkeduniverse)
Just in case you guys forgot or didn’t read my other fanfiction Breathtaking, here’s the list of nicknames I came up with to be easier to know which Link is which:
Time: Pops, sir (Sky and Hero), boss (Warriors when being sassy/salty), grandpa and old man (both usually by Twilight).
Twilight: Leader, second in command (Warriors and Legend), heartbreak brother (Warrior when drunk), big brother (Wind), pup and puppy (both by Time).
Warriors: Capitan, womanizer (specially Legend), weirdo (Wind), clean freak (is a joke between him and Legend because Legend is just as bad).
Four Swords/Minish: Shorty (Warrior, to annoy him, but he actually likes it), master smith (Sky and Hero), green (usually when divided), picori hero (Time), little one (Time and Twilight), mister smith (Wind).
Wind: Little hero (everyone except for Minish), little brother (Twilight, to play along), boat boy (Warrior), navigator (he’s really proud of this one), conductor (and this one too).
Wild: Wild (no joke, they’re sometimes afraid of what will happen if they leave him alone for too long), Hunter, pyromaniac (Warrior mostly), champ/champion, mister cook.
Legend: Veteran, clean freak (Warrior), show off (also Warrior), collector.
Hero (of Hyrule): Belt (Warrior), Ace (when they don’t know what to do, they turn to him, because somehow he will know what they need do to. I mean, have you played the first two games?), adventurer.
Sky/Chosen One: Mister, knight, Hylia’s favorite (Warrior and Legend mostly, as a joke), lover boy (when he starts talking about Zelda).
The Hero of Twilight carried his burdens silently most of the time. Everyone knew that, they suspected he got that trait from the Hero of Time, who carried his burdens silently all of the time, but most of them couldn't really say anything, for they all have done the same at some point. They guessed it was a hero thing, to try and bear with the weight of the world alone, to try protecting the people around them from things the heroes themselves wished they hadn't witnessed.
That made his seriousness understandable, just like it made the Hero of Wild frenetic behavior, bordering on paranoia, on moonless nights understandable (something to do with a desert, he never told the whole story), or the sudden heartbreakingly sad smiles that sometimes appeared on the Chosen Hero's face, or the thousands of secrets the Hero of Time kept to himself.
It was understandable.
What they couldn't understand was why he was smiling so gently that morning.
Now, being serious does not mean someone can't be gentle or kind, Pops was the living proof of it. And they had seen Leader smile like that before, usually towards the Hero of Wind or some cat he found wandering around, so it wasn't really something new. It wasn't surprising.
Surprising was how the smile stayed on his face for more than a few minutes. In fact, he was smiling for maybe an hour. He also looked weightless, like he was floating a few inches off the ground and not trying to get out of a forest filled with murderous trees. It was like watching a child daydream about a day of playing with their friends, or a lover wishfully think about their future with their special one. If Navigator or Knight were the ones doing that, the group would simply shake their heads playfully and even chuckle a bit, but seeing Leader act so out of character was... Weird.
"Alright, enough is enough, what's with you, second in command?"
"Can't believe I'm agreeing with this womanizer, but you're not acting like you usually do, second, and it's a little disconcerting."
The others agreed silently with the Hero of Legend, watching the always serious man turn to them with a blinding smile and joy in his dark eyes. It was like looking at the ranch boy he once was, the one with no other worries other than making sure the goats were fine and where they should be and playing time to time with the kids together with his childhood friend. The one the group only knew through the stories shared by the fire. It was weird, that wasn't the same man they knew, but he was, at the same time. Only with a lighter world on his shoulders.
He glanced at them silently, stopping his stare on the youngest of them and the Hero of Hyrule.
"The longest white hair, the sweetest voice...", He started, his smile spreading on the other two faces.
"And the prettiest silver eyes.", Ace finished, eyes now full of joy.
"You met her too! You did!", The excited lad wasn't asking, "How was it? Isn't she beautiful? Isn't she nice? Did she sing for you?"
"No, we only talked. Well, she talked and I listened."
"And what did she say to you? Definitely something good, I assume."
"Just enough to soothe an aching heart and bring memories of simpler days."
"Wait, wait, hold on, you met the mysterious lady too?", Captain received a nod and, scrunching his nose, he couldn't help but ask, "What is a lady doing wandering around this dangerous forest in the middle of the night? All alone, on top of it..."
"I don't think she has to worry about the forest, Captain. If anything, the forest seems calmer when she's near."
"She sings to the trees lullabies about love, time and grand adventures. It soothes whatever is nearby.", Was the explanation provided by the youngest hero, "There are also the music boxes made specially for that."
"This forest truly is something else.", Pops mused, "Next time you see the lady, tell her she is welcome to join us in our travel. It's dangerous to be alone, even with enchantments strong enough to placate wolves."
The playful glare Leader shot him was nothing new, the two bantered like grandfather and grandson a lot.
"But what did she tell you for you to practically float around like a love struck fool? You're worse than Captain when he manages to not get rejected."
"Well, at least I have what it takes to actually go talk to girls, clean freak."
"Stop bickering, you two. I want to hear the pup."
"She told me stories of hope and freedom. I don't remember much, and I have no intentions of telling what I do remember.", He smiled softly at the pout in his little brother's face, "You know the feeling of drinking warm soup in a chilly night? Or the feeling of telling stories by the fire with your friends? Running around, the breeze in your hair, heart beating loudly in your ears? The feeling of not having to worry about tomorrow?"
"Feels like home.", The Hero of Wind whispered, only loud enough to be heard, as if he didn't wanted to shatter the heartwarming peace the other was. The two heroes smiled to each other, then to Ace like they were sharing a secret. Like they understood. They did.
The group watched the three heroes share the same expression, brilliant smiles and blissful peace in their eyes. For a few moments, they wished nothing but to meet the mysterious lady, in hopes of her bringing some peace to their tired souls.
I don’t like moonless nights... Anyways, it’s nice to post one of these once in a blue moon. I wasn’t sure if I should post this in my main blog (where the other two fanfictions are), or here, but since it’s a crossover between Linkeduniverse and Kingdom of Mandacaru, I’ll post this here...
“I still need love 'cause I'm just a man
These nights never seem to go to plan
I don't want you to leave, will you hold my hand?”
(Sam Smith, Stay With Me)
Words: 412
Date: 13/06/18
Music: Stay With Me - Vintage 1940s "Old Hollywood" Style Sam Smith Cover ft. Cristina Gatti
"Do you think maybe in another life you would be able to love me as much as you loved him? I think about it sometimes. A life where you never loved him, and I was your first love, a life where you wouldn’t have to suffer a broken heart. A life where we didn't need to fight wars, where Freedom and Fate could coexist peacefully. You would smile sweetly and kiss my forehead after a long day, and I would kiss your beautiful hands, then your arms, then your shoulders, then every centimeter of you that my mouth could reach, worshipping you the way you deserve. You would laugh and call me a silly man, your silly man, and then finally take away whatever breath you hadn't stolen from me before with a tender kiss. "
He looked down at the woman in his arms, sleeping peacefully. Once more he thanked the Goddesses for allowing such being to exist, for allowing them to be together at least once before they had to part. He relinquished the feeling of having her so close, skin against skin, warm body against warm body, hearts beating together.
"I hope that you love me as much as I love you."
A soft kiss was pressed on the top of her head, a few white strands tickling his face. She snuggled closer to him, her bare skin deliciously burning his with every touch. He couldn’t remember a time he was happier, and was fully aware actually searching for such memory was futile. It didn’t exist. Not even the simple happiness of his child years, where the world he carried was made of delicious food and playing with cats, could even compare to what he felt holding the woman he loved after a night of love.
His woman. His goddess. His one. His everything.
His.
“My precious, my courage. My goddess.”
He closed his eyes, telling her with slurred whispers everything she was to him. She probably couldn’t hear, but he didn’t care. He needed to put it all out before he woke up. Before reality slapped his face and the bitter aftertaste of a sweet memory became too much for him to deal. Before reality, cruel and mocking and bitter and fair, threw in his face all his prayers and pleas and cries that the Goddess refused to answer. Before she was taken from him by her own selfless.
Before he woke up on that cold prison cell.
So, yesterday was Dias dos Namorados, which is (somewhat) the Brazilian equivalent of Valentine’s Day. It’s a day for couples and all that lovey-dovey shit, basically, and I thought “Hey! The next chapter is not ready yet and I’ve had this WIP for quite some time now! I’ll just finish it and post!”
So, yeah, here it is, and I hope it raises more questions than it answers.
