#triloved

[duskcall]

will you give me rights

   I’ll think on it .

[caraegis-a]

   THE  KNIGHT  HAS  ENOUGH  SENSE  TO   PAUSE  before  the  monarch,  a  certain  degree  of  apprehension  from  years  o f surviving  in  the  castle  walls  that  link  doesn't  think  he'll  ever  be  able  to  shake --  the  court  of  hyrule  is  a  fickle,  lawless  thing,  and  the  feelings  he  carries  for  the  twilight  queen   vexes   him   worse  than  any  puzzle  he’s  known.   courage,  however,  drives  him  forward  to  press  a  gentle  kiss  upon  queen  midna’s  knuckles.    the   gesture  itself  is  like  a  brand,  burning  his  mouth  &  hands  as  link  touches  something  ethereal  &  holy  &  far  removed  from  him. "  what  shall  we  do  today,  my  queen  ?  ”  

(   it  comes  out  far  too  breathless  &  affected  for  something  professional,  and  the  feeling  of  her  hand  in  his  may  color  his  thoughts  in  rose  &  twilight  for  days.   )  / @triloved

[iuncta]

" will you ever learn to be more careful, i wonder? " it's both a chastisement & a tease as she works her magic; spreading like cool water & soothing irritated skin. " i don't think anyone in the domain fancies you seeing hurt; especially the brigade, you know. we need our favorite hylian with us. " amusement laces her tone, but she refuses to meet his gaze as she says, " ... & it pains me so, you know. though i will never hesitate to help. " // why hello there :)

Would he ever learn? The young boy thought not really as he had always been a reckless creature, brazen as he ran into danger only to stumble back out worse for wear yet, somehow, ever victorious. Were the costs of those victories worth it? The scrapes, cuts, and on occasion broken bones? Really, the young Hylian never much cared about those and considered them merely a part and parcel of what he chose to do, but the worry that crossed Mipha’s face in moments he had gone too far? That, if nothing else, left a sickly feeling in his stomach.

Though much rather that than the chastising he now faced as she soothed his hurts, chasing away wounds with words which are in equal measure soft assurance and deadly chides. She had a sharp tongue on her own way, a double edged sword which amused the boy to no end as he sighed softly into damp air of the domain.

I’m your only Hylian, he almost thinks to say because the others here didn’t count being so much older, each of them here for diplomatic this and that or because it was their duty to protect. Link… Link simply was– oh, he was many things! None of which so were crass enough to spew such words, and so he merely shuffled suitably abashed gently withdrawing his arm once her work was done. Seamless as ever. Mipha really was something.

“It… looked fun?” And really, hurling himself off a waterfall with the rest of the brigade? Fun as hell. The way his arm had caught something hard and painful at the bottom? Well… less so.

Would he do it again? Without a doubt.

“I am sorry I worried you?” A question, but it is soft and warm, genuine as ever anxious azure search her downturned expression. “Thank you…”

[scarfbond-moved]

      he’d done it again. rushed head first into the onslaught of enemies that encased the fields of battle, without a single other knight or warrior at his side to lend a hand in case anything went AWRY, by some unfortunate turn of events. it’s a dangerous mix of overconfidence & overzealous ambition to remain in his self inflicted curse of image & title that poisons his judgement, & subsequently ruins any idea of  TEAMWORK.  it’s not as though he believes his allies to be moronic on the field, or unable to share the brunt of battle along with him.

      while cocky of his strength & abilities, the supposed  HERO  is aware of his own flaws -- those of which he suspects, one day, will lead to his downfall. perhaps this is why, even as midna  CRITICIZES  &  YELLS  at him that he, almost uncharacteristically, listens to halfheartedly.  he sustained injuries that, to him, are easily remedied & wrapped, causing him few troubles, but to others... seem to be a WORRY.  ( or the frequency of his stupidity shining through. ) 

       @triloved  

[scarfbond-moved]

triloved replied to your post:       bc its been so damn long, if we had a thread...

brooooOOOO IM SO EXCITED TO SEE U BACK… AA…. HYRULE WARRIORS RIGHTS..

     WE’RE SO HAPPY TO BE BACK!!!! we’ve missed our link so much but we’ve been in a funk for a while bc of stress. BUT WE’RE HERE!!! 

[triiforced]

smelly

ok

[caraegis-a]

❝ am i so beautiful that you’ve got no words left? ❞ // triloved omg... im too lazy shdhbf

     THE WORDS ARE TERRIBLY FAMILIAR, despite link never hearing them before — and so too, were the circumstances they were under. something haunts him as they stand in front of the repaired mirror, a ghost of a memory that wasn’t his, tears biting at his eyes as she stands in the mirror’s light.

“you’ve always been beautiful.” the words leave him in a breathless exhale, a piece of his soul breathing a sigh of relief — ALL HEROES HAVE REGRETS, DEAR BOY, his father would tell him, as he flipped through stories upon stories of the heroes that came before, to be a hero is not the easiest path, but it’s a good path to have.a thousand heroes live in him — a thousand lives lived, a thousand regets dying on their lips. but in this moment, the melancholy of twilight will at the very least absolved one.

“you’re beautiful.”  the wild boy’s eyes fill with tears, coming faster than he could scrub them away. “sorry, midna…. i promised myself i would see you off with a smile, but i’m…. i’m gonna miss you.” 

the hero of twilight promised himself to see midna off with a smile, unaware that it was the last time he’d see her in his lifetime. maybe his sorrow is both his and twilight’s, or maybe it’s his entirely. and maybe still, the memory of midna breaking the mirror is something he shouldn’t have.

either way, the queen of twilight leaves with a gift from the hero, and a piece of his heart as well.

[terriblefates]

@triloved  ♡’d  for  a  starter      (  accepting !  )

                 ❛   hee hee   ---   why,  if  it  isn’t  my  favorite  little  thief !   ❜