Softer Prompts / Accepting

Q  :  HOW  DO  YOU  NEED  TO  BE  TOUCHED?

A  :  FERVENTLY.

you  crave  a  hug  that  cracks  your  ribs...  the  feeling  of  your  wandering  soul  being  crushed  back  into  the  bones  that  can't  seem  to  hold  it.  you  need  a  hand  gripping  yours  so  tightly  you  almost  fear  it  may  leave  a  bruise,  a  reminder  that  you  are  here.  and  that  you  are  not  alone.

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Spotify wrapped / Accepting

You  got  People  you  know  by  Selena  Gomez  !

AND  WHAT  HURTS  THE  MOST  IS  PEOPLE  CAN  GO  FROM  PEOPLE  YOU  KNOW  TO  PEOPLE  YOU  DON'T…He  may  have  regained  a  few  of  his  memories.  Something  that  should  bring  him  joy,  but  instead,  it  comes  with  a  bitter  ache  ❝  They  were  my  friends,  ❞  he  murmurs,  the  companions  meant  to  stand  by  his  side,  fighting  together  to  vanquish  the  Calamity  once  and  for  all.  But  that  wasn't  how  it  ended,  was  it  ?  They  are  dead,  and  that  is  a  weight  that  makes  him  falter.  His  next  words  catch  in  his  throat.

His  gaze  falls,  lingering  on  the  ground  ❝  and  the  only  thing  I  have  of  them  are  a  few  scattered  moments  ❞  Their  laughter,  their  faces,  the  sound  of  their  voices  —  ALL  OF  IT  FEELS  SO  DISTANT.  And  it  is  a  cruel  twist,  isn't  it  ?  To  remember  them  again,  as  if  meeting  them  for  the  first  time,  only  for  those  memories  to  become  a  painful  reminder  of  what  had  been  ripped  away  and  could  never  return.  Yet  the  loss  doesn't  stop  with  them.  It  spreads  further  to  the  other  soldiers  of  the  royal  guard  in  which  he  had  served  and  every  other  person  who  had  slipped  entirely  from  his  mind,  lost  to  the  depths  of  his  forgotten  past.

HE  REMAINED  SILENT  AS  HIS  BROWS  FURROWED  IN  THOUGHT,  doubt  filling  his  mind  as  he  contemplated  the  two  options  at  hand.  Though  perhaps  the  fact  that  he  walked  over  to  her  in  order  to  kneel  beside  her  was  answer enough of what he had decided.  An  hour  wouldn't  make  much  of  a  difference  if  she  did  discover  something  important,  and  he  would  always  be  at  her  side  to  make  sure  no  harm  ever  came  to  her  ❝  Can  I  help?  ❞  his  eyes  examined  the  stone  first  before  travelling  to  meet  hers  at  the  question.

“   oh  ...   ”      disappointment  stains  her  tone ,      a  longing  hand  lingering  upon  carved  stone ,      as  intricate  as  it  is  mysterious  .         it  seems  to  hum  beneath  her  palm  with  some  ancient  hymn ,      attempting  to  communicate  a  message  that  she  cannot  glean  .        she  can  almost  understand ,      like  a  word  caught  upon  the  tip  of  her  tongue  .      “   couldn't  we  stay  just  an  hour  longer  ?         i'm  sure  that  i'm  close  to  ...         something  .         if  i  just  had  a  little  more  time  ...   ”

Important note that I don't think I have mentioned yet, while I know that Link is a child (like 10-12 years old) in some games, I won't rp him any younger than 17 as I simply do not feel comfortable with it.

However, what happens when he is young can be plotted between our muses so that it shapes their relationship, his actions with them, etc when he's older.

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Forgot to say this yesterday but I also take inspiration from the mangas and include in my portrayal those things that, in my opinion, contribute to making Link or his story more complex.

An example of this is how, instead of just completely ignoring Saria's ocarina when Zelda gives him the ocarina of time in the games, Link actually loses it because he has to fool Ganondorf somehow when he tries to take it from him and the only option is giving him Saria's one (which is what happens in the manga).

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001. the interior of an elegant carriage .

002. seated at a large dining table set with an elaborate meal .

003. the shadowy corner of a lively tavern .

004. the top of a light house during a raging storm .

005. along the dimly lit corridor of a large manor .

006. the damp , dark brig of a pirate ship .

007. the ruins of an ancient structure lost to time .

008. a theater hall brimming with attendees .

009. the bustling streets of a market town .

010. a sun - drenched vineyard .

011. along a boardwalk overlooking the sea .

012. a moonlit cemetery full of weathered graves .

013. on horseback , deep in the woods .

014. a luxurious drawing room smelling of tea .

015. a sprawling dragon roost , hidden atop craggy mountain peaks .

016. a war - torn battlefield .

017. a beautiful cathedral bustling with churchgoers .

018. within a crammed opera box during a performance .

019. an elegant tearoom serving afternoon refreshments .

020. a lakeside pavilion on an especially hot day .

021. a sprawling network of underground catacombs .

022. a hidden glade in the middle of the woods .

023. the deep , dark dungeon of a castle .

024. a market square full of fruit and fineries .

025. a baker's shop smelling of wonderful pastries .

026. the quiet stables of a large estate .

027. on the outskirts of a magnificent water fountain .

028. in a dimly lit library , hidden amongst the books .

029. among the high walls of a hedge maze .

030. at the front desk of a warm , homey inn .

031. under the protection of a gazebo as it rains .

032. on the landing of a busy train station .

033. a gambling hall alight with raucous laughter and drink .

034. a pristine infirmary , mostly empty .

035. on board a huge ship making a long voyage .

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036. in a sunlit garden adorned with blooming flowers .

037. at the edge of a serene forest lake under a starry sky.

038. within a quiet corridor of a castle during a lavish ball .

039. in a bustling blacksmith's forge , sparks flying .

040. on a rocky cliffside overlooking a vast ocean .

041. in a quaint village square during a festival .

042. within a secret chamber hidden behind a bookshelf .

043. in the grand atrium of a luxurious hotel .

044. along a narrow brick alleyway in a crowded town .

045. within a busy marketplace in a desert town .

046. on a tranquil beach at sunrise .

047. in a cozy cottage with a crackling fireplace .

048. at the helm of a majestic airship soaring through the clouds .

049. in a grand library filled with ancient tomes .

050. on a bustling harbor dock as ships come and go .

051. within a magical forest where the trees glow softly .

052. in an apothecary's shop filled with herbs and potion .

053. at a secluded cabin by a dangerously quick river .

054. within the opulent throne room of a powerful ruler .

055. in an enchanted glade where fairies dance in the moonlight .

SWORD IS SHEATHED ONCE THE THREAT IS GONE. All while he shakes his head and lets the strain of battle fade from his stance before replying ❝ he didn't so much as graze me ❞ and adjusting his clothes as if to emphasize they remained undisturbed by the attack, a subtle action intended to reinforce his words and ease Kenneth’s concerns. Then, regarding his second question, there is only one way that he can explain it ❝ I am a knight who vowed to protect everything they seek to destroy ❞ a duty the hero took all too seriously. Always being where they ordered him to be and sometimes even where he shouldn't if his instincts alerted him of something amiss. Which meant that he always got in the way of their plans.

❝ But ever since I defeated their leader they have attacked more often ❞ something that Link had expected, for it was the most reasonable reaction. A shattered group with nothing left to lose and driven by revenge would lash out with whatever fury they could muster in the hopes of creating a wound on their enemy significant enough to gain the thing they needed the most — time. Time they could use to regain their strength and achieve their long-lost goal while avenging their fallen master in the process. Though Kohga's hand had as much part in his downfall as his own. For he had always been more showman than strategist or fighter. Still, it wasn't as if it mattered in the end. With a quiet exhale, Link gives a final glance around to ensure there's no more unwanted company and starts walking back to Epona.

we just have to be vigilant. keep our wits about us.

hackles raised and eyes sharp, the sense of unease seemed sharp enough to become a taste. link was beside him, alert but far from ruffled, as if outbursts of attacks like the one they had faced, from what had appeared an innocuous vendor of all things too, were nothing beyond his ordinary these days. he supposed that was fateful too : the yiga clan scoundrel had not seemed to possess an interest for anything but the champion, whom he had driven himself into death in an attempt to kill. eyes wide, he stared at the hero with a quizzical look  (that was no ordinary hatred either, it was a precious stone honed with use and age, and he would recognise its shape anywhere), pieces of light tugging at the farthest reaches of his memory. ❛❛  i heard the ruckus— are you hurt?  ❜❜

without drawing too close, always maintaining some unreachable distance, he lowered his head in an attempt to catch the hero's eye and see if he was injured. link's mare was only a few paces away, shivering. he had found link and slid off his own horse, onto his feat, only seconds before the fight had been concluded. despite it, he huffed down a light laugh : this was the closest he had ever come to understanding link. ❛❛  he really had it out for you. what the hell did you do, that they hate your guts so much?  ❜❜