#zestirix

[dimittere]

he is rather occupied, left to his own thoughts. being told that you're granted a new lease on life and actually choosing to believe it are two SEPARATE hurdles he'd have to overcome. to his eyes, this is only a cease fire, a temporary halt to the madness that has been set in stone for generations. perhaps he ought to be KINDER to himself, to accept that while some things are irreversible, not everything has to be that way. he dwells upon his thoughts as eyes watch the WANDERING gulls wheel in circles upon the horizon. may be a big octo nearby …

gaze glances over his vast shoulders at the rhythmic footsteps of pirates hard at work, before, with a shrug, he returns his sights ahead. a sorry sight indeed. he's pitched in without complaint, helped out and made himself USEFUL - power is still immense; world still moved by his actions - but he doesn't expect trust, not from them and not from himself. fingers idly PLUCK the strings of a too small guitar in his lap; wouldn't be his first choice of instrument, but beggars can't be choosers — not like he could afford to lug around anything of HIS size anyway … a small shadow crosses over his figure, interrupting those … rather DOUR thoughts.

❝didn't expect me to have HOBBIES, boy?❞

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[hyaciiintho-blog]

Happy Anniversary ♡ @zestirix​​

     He usually made it a point to be home for their SPECIAL day, setting aside all matter of duty in favor of dedicating the whole day to the one he held dearest to his heart: Dark; The MOON to his sun, with hair like STARLIGHT and eyes like APPLES-- The RUBY to his Sapphire. Today marked a special occasion, a day that remains as one of the happiest he’d felt in his life (the day he’d accepted these feelings of love, being among them), and so all else was set aside whilst he focused all his attention-- and affections-- to this special day.

     Not as though it changed matters any, for everyday was a day to REMIND the silveret of how loved and adored he was. Still, what he’d once said remained true to this day: No matter how many languages the Hero of Time spoke, there wasn’t enough words he could verbally say that would convey just how he loved Dark.

     “Good morning, sweetheart.” The blond murmured softly against the other’s cheek, a kiss pressed tenderly to the spot before he’s nuzzled it with his own through an eager smile-- carefully. There was something nestled LOVINGLY within silver tresses he didn’t want to ruin, after all. “Today’s the day you have me all to yourself~ Isn’t that exciting?” The practical sparkle in his eyes said more than enough on how he felt on the matter, another kiss (and another) further ACCENTUATING this. 

     Gazing at his beloved like this, a picturesque scene of his love bathed in dappled sunlight, hair wild and splayed out in a curtain of FALLEN STARS, it made his heart swell with joy, and for a moment, he’d forgotten all about the matter of his previously planted gift.

     “Happy Anniversary, my love.” Came the warm statement a finger gesturing to his own locks of honey in MIRROR image to where this year’s paper flower laid tucked within the other’s hair (a blue violet this year), an expectant grin on his face all the while.  “Another year to remind me how I’m the luckiest guy in Hyrule.”

[shibemuses-a]

@zestirix​ - malon - plotted starter

She was happy to be back. Robin had spent a lot of time running across Hyrule, finding all the necessary items for her quest. But some familiarity was welcome. The shifter ran into Lon Lon Ranch, carrying her sketchbook with her.

“Malon!” She called, giggling when the horses all turned to look at her. She beamed at them and reached out to stroke a velvety nose.

“Hey! How are you?”

[the-owlchemist]

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【 ★ 】Ocean salt rose, and fell, on the tides of the steady breeze that had proven the Rito’s constant companion as he’d completed his rounds. Last on his list: Windfall Island. The bustling little hub of trade and commerce was often both the starting and finishing point in a lap around the Great Sea, before finally returning home to Dragon Roost island to collect his payment. All that stood between those glistening rupees was a few final deliveries; some letters, and a parcel which was to be delivered directly to the residence. Special service. 

   Only... Noctus was having a little trouble finding the addresses. 

   The Rito shuffled his remaining letters in hand as his eyes darted, back, and forth, in hopes something would align or at the very least strike familiar. It was starting to get frustrating. This job really wasn’t for him and he had no real interest in it. If only the ingredients for his alchemy weren’t so expensive...

   Noctus perked when bright green cloth crossed the corner of his vision, sparking an idea. With a quickened step he walked over to them, hopeful, that they’d be able to provide him with some sense of direction. 

  ❝ Sorry to bother you but you wouldn’t so happen to know where this residence is, would you?❞ Noctus asked while presenting the small address slip that had been bundled with the parcel.

[soulcluster-moved]

@zestirix​; for malon

Strange that the only thought Link has as he crests the hill, his horse’s reigns in hand while the beast trots beside him, is that he can’t wait to get a hug from Malon. It’s almost a ritual at this point. Each time he visits, she comes barreling his way and the two embrace. Perhaps it’s something to do with sleeping for one hundred years, or waking up and knowing that everyone you knew is gone, or, maybe, that while he knows everyone is gone, he can’t remember them anyway.

It’s a relief that his fighting reflexes are intact. He would scarcely believe he was a former knight otherwise.

The stable comes into view and it doesn’t take long for Link to spot a familiar flame waving like a banner in the wind. 

Maybe this is what coming home feels like...

[battleshot]

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@zestirix​​

Frustration. That’s what   HE   caused. Hand to rake through blond,   attempting   to shake intruding thoughts. He’d just   freed   himself from the     𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒     of who he was, what he was   supposed   to be. Why did he plague him -- continue to      𝐈 𝐑 𝐊      him so ? Shaking head, adamant whatever Ardyn said was most likely   bullshit.   But why should he trust him? Or on other hand, maybe he shouldn’t   dispute   what he says? But he has some sick, twisted way of getting what he wants. 

             Brows furrow, eyes narrow -- direct gaze, undivided attention. Doubts? Questions? No -- he knew everything he needed to, right? He had the     𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚕𝚎𝚍𝚐𝚎     he didn’t days prior -- at least he to   understand   what his purpose was originally for. So … what more could Ardyn have to offer? He was here, before him --   annoyingly   close -- and by that he means -- in the same room. Would he   divulge?   Show spark of interest? Or would he be   lulled   into false sense of security ;     take the bait. 

               “   What are you on about?   “     Voice deep, steady,      𝓊𝓃𝒻𝒶𝓁𝓉𝑒𝓇𝒾𝓃𝑔     -- complete opposite of he before ardyn back in   unfamiliar   territory.     “  I    don’t …. No   games   Ardyn --- spit it out! “

[lunaetis]

▸▸ [ @zestirix​ || ignis & tifa || plotted starter ]

─「ティファ」─  today was BUSY as usual, the barmaid found herself being distracted from the worry that clouded her mind ever since the first successful mission as AVALANCHE. there were doubts and concerns on her mind, but she had pushed them aside and focused on bringing smiles to people’s faces with her food and drinks. seeing those around her happy brought her a sense of relief and joy as well. and now that the day was over, everyone returned back to their HOME for a good night rest before starting another day.

                well, except for one.

                “ you know how much i appreciate you staying back and help --- but you know you don’t have to do this, right ? you must be tired already. ” words said towards a certain male who was collecting the glasses from the table for her, eyes of crimson softened at the sight. he did this almost everyday, after all. she felt bad for that. “ you already helped me cook this morning too. if you keep doing this, i’m going to owe you so much i can’t pay it off in time, you know ? ”

[beguilingfury]

🌸   @zestirix​​   //   starter   for   sidon   !   🌸

 she’s   never   seen   so   many   beasts   congregating   in   one   location   ,   their   sheer   numbers   an   IMMEDIATE   CAUSE   FOR   CONCERN   —   of   course   ,   most   would   consider   this   a   perilous   situation   in   the   first   place   ,   but   with   the   constant   presence   of   calamity   ganon   threatening   to   wreak   havoc   upon   the   land   once   more   ,   any   encounter   with   creatures   of   such   a   vile   nature   held   much   more   significance.   so   naturally   ,   she’s   not   about   to   stand   idly   whilst   zora’s   domain   sits   directly   upon   the   war   path.   a   solid   kick   contacts   the   jaw   of   a   bokoblin   within   dangerously   close   proximity   to   her   whilst   her   sword   thrusts   outwards   swiftly   to   strike   another   ,   HEARTBEAT   THUNDERING   AGAINST   HER   EARDRUMS   as   the   relentless   assault   continues.   hopefully   ,   she’s   trained   sufficiently   enough   for   moments   such   as   this.   hair   matted   with   sweat   ,   there’s   a   dejected   growl   at   the   sight   of   several   oncoming   moblins   ,   fingers   tightening   about   the   hilt   of   her   weapon   whilst   umber   hues   instinctively   race   over   in   sidon’s   direction   —   calamity   ganon   apparently   had   an   army   at   his   beck   &&   call.   ❛   what   we   lack   in   numbers   ,   we   make   up   for   in   strength   !   if   zora’s   domain   falls   ,   then   so   do   i   !   ❜