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The crisp, cool air and bright sun heralded the death of winter, a welcome reprieve from snowy patrols and freezing in metal armor. Abel enjoyed winter, honestly - snow brought a beauty and silence to the world that he rarely experienced, and both he and Tilieth could get lost staring out at the white expanse until they were both dragged indoors by her parents because they were shivering. Nevertheless, spring brought new life to the world, and it was Tiliethās favorite season, so Abel liked it too.
Most importantly, though, the eve of springtime was when Abel was given a break so he could return home.
Breathing in the scent of flowers, Abel guided his horse from the Dueling Peaks Stable, feeling his heart swell with excitement as he headed towards the fort. He hadnāt been home in nearly six months, and he couldnāt wait to see his family. He glanced to his right to see wild horses grazing in the distance, giving him comfort and making him smile. This area was the most beautiful in Hyrule, in his opinion. He remembered when he was first stationed near Hateno Village, and he thanked Hylia every day for that blessing.
Movement up ahead caught his attention, and the knight squinted as he saw someone riding his way at a full canter. Abel moved his steed towards the right side of the road to make way, senses alert for trouble, when he recognized the white spotted mare and his heart sped up in eager anticipation.
Tiliethās smile was as bright as the sun, but the way she held herself was strange. She slowed her horseās pace, one hand hidden under a cloak that she had tightly wrapped around her while the other guided the reins. Her light blonde curly hair was in its usual half up style, frizzy but carefree in the breeze. Abel sped up to cover the distance, and within seconds the two were side beside and in each otherās arms.
āWhat are you doing out here?ā Abel asked as Tilieth giggled in his embrace. He didnāt let her go, he couldnāt, not after being away from her for so long, but something felt strange. Tilieth seemed in high spirits, but he didnāt like how he picked up on a change in atmosphere. Was it simply because it had been six months? What was wrong?
Tilieth looked up at him, face radiant, eyes sparkling with anticipation and tears. She kissed him first and foremost, and he returned it in full, enjoying the texture of her lips, the smell of her skin, the way his body melted under her touch, the way he felt safe and loved. Whatever was different, surely it couldnāt be so bad.
When his wife finally pulled away, she gave him one last kiss on the tip of his nose, giggling. āOh, honey, itās so good to see you.ā
āI missed you,ā Abel admitted with a soft sigh, pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead before continuing with his earlier questioning. āBut how did you know Iād be here today? What are you doing out here?ā
āI spent yesterday planning out your route,ā Tilieth answered with a little shrug. āYouāre pretty predictable, you know, once I knew where youād last been stationed based on your letters.ā
Abel chuckled. He supposed he was predictable. His wife certainly wasnāt, though - he hadnāt expected her to meet him at the fort rather than waiting in the village.
āI just couldnāt wait to tell you!ā Tilieth continued, squeezing him tightly as their horses waited patiently alongside each other.
āTell me what?ā Abel asked good naturedly, nuzzling her with his cheek.
āOh, honey,ā Tilieth gasped, pulling away, too excited to contain herself. āIāmāhere, look!ā
Abruptly, his wife reached forward to grab his hand, pushing her cloak off one shoulder to reveal her clothes underneath a little more. Abel wondered if perhaps sheād made something new, knowing she enjoyed to sew, when he noticed that her body shape was different.
Her abdomen wasā¦
Tilieth guided his hand towards her belly, letting it rest there. Abel froze up entirely, his mind very quickly coming to the conclusion she was hinting at.
The little movement underneath his touch confirmed it.
āYouāyouāreāā He couldnāt even finish the statement, brain stopping short of the words, entire being reeling at the realization. Then the anxiety immediately hit. āYou shouldnāt be riding, Til, what ifāwe need to get you home, andāā
Tilieth laughed outright now, kissing him again to silence his worried words. āI just had to see you, Abel! But come on, we can go home together.ā
Abel stared at her, worries and happiness and relief and terror mixing together to the point that he didnāt even know what to say. So he just held her again, never wanting to let go, never wanting this moment to end, never wanting to get over the realization that he was a father now.
Iām a father.
What didāhow could he beāwhat was he going toāthe babyāthere was a baby.
Tilieth was pregnant.
Abel laughed. He laughed until he cried, he held Tilieth as he trembled, and she rubbed his back lovingly, and he didnāt know what to say or do but by the goddess he would do everything he could for his wife and child. He would. He promised.
The couple moved side by side on their horses, the sun bright, spring in the air, new life all around them, and despite the silence that hung between them for the moment, their eyes spoke far more than any word in any language ever could.
And for one, beautiful moment, everything was perfect.
#HAHA TAKE THAT ABEL#I CAN write comfort for him!!#Abel#writing#and it fits for all the Abels in the poll because itās before any of the stories LOL#Breath of the sky#Blood of the hero#Dad Squad#SO THERE#WOW that was hard#LOL#also sorry if it isnāt that great because Iām writing this in a restaurant with no headphones so like#Everyone is talking while Iām trying to word words#My head is buzzing lol#Anyway hope yāall enjoy <3
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Hahahaha I love literally all of this. Thatās a really good point with his attire, it was interesting that it had a seemingly Sheikah influence on it, so I think he would be fascinated by Sheikah culture too. Like āso close but so farā kind of mentality that he would have for them, admiring their fighters while bemoaning their loyalty.
I really should write more of the Gerudo Fam prior to it all falling apart. <3 They were all happy at one point.
I just wanted to share this important tidbit about Shadow
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Lurking is totally fine! It just makes it all the more a surprise haha, I usually donāt think my writing reaches that many people. But the fact that heās giving you brainrot makes me so thrilled aahhhh heās making my mind go brrrr too lol
I ADORE this art, AH. The more I look at it the crazier I get. Like look at that robe???? Itās gorgeous???? Oh my gosh. The details!! Iām still squealing
*sneaks in,
Gives you this*
*runs away*
WKQIWGEOFFHDKAOQHDLFISHALAHQFKCU
IāYOUā
AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH
Dude you went SO HARD on this like IāTHIS IS AMAZING????? I WILL BE THINKING ABOUT THIS ALL WEEK
#Hero of shadow#your creative liberties are amazing#HIS SASH#THE SHEIKAH HAND WRAPS#AJIEFOWJFKDLSJFIEOWA#lovely l3ominor#jfeiowajfieowajkdlsjafioewa
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I just wanted to share this important tidbit about Shadow
#hero of shadow#LETāS BE REAL YāALL REHYDRATED GANONDORF KNOWS HEāS SEXY AND JUST SHOWS IT OFF#Itās honestly really freaking funny#Dude is meticulous about how he looks LOL#I bet he likes dolling Shadow up too š#ganondorf#totk
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What if shadow link went to whatever light root link activated just to be able to feel a little bit like if was on the surface, make him a little more comfortable? Maybe when champ link figures out that shadow isnāt really evil, he leaves things at those roots for shadow to find? Stuff like fruits, books, little trinkets so he has something to do? What if shadow started going to the roots just to feel like he had someone that really cared about him somewhere out there
I absolutely adore this idea šššā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļø
I will say, the first time our dear Champion sees Shadow is just after the last snippet I wrote. Shadow sees him too, and he fears that Gan will attack him (Shadow just thinks heās a traveler), so he convinces Ganondorf to leave (meanwhile, Linkās having a meltdown because the Big Bad Himself is RIGHT THERE and he is NOT equipped for this fight but man he wants to beābut whoās the kid???). When Champ realizes this kid kind of saved his skin he starts looking for him in the Depths.
I donāt know if Iām gonna have them fight or not, but they probably will. Itāll take a while for Champ to realize itās because Ganondorfās controlling Shadow.
But man once he does maybe he will leave gifts for him until he can figure out how to help him thatās so sweet š
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*sneaks in,
Gives you this*
*runs away*
WKQIWGEOFFHDKAOQHDLFISHALAHQFKCU
IāYOUā
AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH
Dude you went SO HARD on this like IāTHIS IS AMAZING????? I WILL BE THINKING ABOUT THIS ALL WEEK
#you ask skye answers#and screams incoherently#lovely l3ominor#HOLY FRIGGIN HECK#Hero of Shadow#HE LOOKS SO GOOD šā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļø#I DO NOT HAVE WORDS IāM????#EEEEEEEE#fan art for my fics#*DECEASED*#I love him so much oh my gosh#AND THE MALICE?????#AND HIS ROBE?????#*screaming*
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New mission: Figure out how to turn the angst off in my brain long enough to figure out how to give Abel a break
take 2 because I have so many stories with Abel in them that I FORGOT ONE
#I wrote some semblance of comfort for Shadow last night I just havenāt published it because reasons#but as for Abelā¦#LOL#poor abel
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(content warning: heavy angst, SI, despair, and some body horror)
Link felt sick.
Heād done it. Heād found one of their graves. He knew if he lingered here too long it would give his position away. He knew if Ganondorf took control at any point from here on out, heād find out his daughter could be found, could be resurrected and controlled like Link was.
It was an accident. He had been looking for sword shards and had stumbled upon this place, nondescript as it was. Hemisi had never been one for flair, unlike her father.
He couldnāt do this. He refused to let his beloved be corrupted like heād been. Link would rather die a thousand deaths, would rather burn in the magma of Death Mountain, than let Hemisi feel the agony and torture he felt when Ganondorf used his dark powers to bend his will.
Death Mountain. Death Mountain.
A thought crept into his head, dark, twisted, sickening and horrifying but efficient. It came from his heart, a desperate desire encased in love and fear, sharpened into clarity by his crumbling mind.
With trembling hands, Link picked up the urn. Gerudo more often than not burned their dead. The desert was not a forgiving place in general, and bodies rotted quickly. It was the quickest and cleanest way to lay them to rest. Link wasnāt sure Ganondorf could work with just ashes, but considering heād managed to resurrect Link from likely dustāgiven how long it had been, he was surprised there had been much left of himāhe wouldnāt put it past him.
Link walked for a long time. There was no way he could teleport with the gloom - it would give everything away. He ducked around canyons, hid behind monster camps; he knew the layout of a majority of the Depths like the back of his hand by now. He certainly knew this area.
In the distance it was brighter. Crimson glowed, a dichotomy of innocence and foreboding in comparison to the purple dim glow of the gloom everywhere. Link made his way towards it, feeling the air growing stiflingly hot. He didnāt have any elixirs to protect himself. He didnāt care.
The lavaās heat made the air swim. Link was already sweating, his footing growing unsteady as his lungs screamed in protest. He felt like he could breathe fire at this point. He still didnāt care.
This is the only way. He canāt resurrect what no longer exists.
May Hylia forgive me. May Hemisi forgive me.
Iām so sorry.
Link was close now. The lava was beginning to make the area unbearable. He nearly dropped the urn with as much his hands sweat and shook. He grimaced as a fiery wind tore through him, his skin blistering, his nerves crying for relief, his mind screaming to accomplish his goal before it was too late, his heart begging to join his beloved in this fate.
He was close enough now. Flames licked at his feet, snapping hungrily at his clothes. He took a breath.
He threw the urn into the fire.
The old clay shattered immediately, and the precious ashes it contained couldnāt even be seen in the lavaās voracious hunger. Every last piece of Hemisi disappeared in a heartbeat, as if her memory being erased were simply an afterthought.
Link threw up.
The force of it made him fall to his knees. His head was spinning, and the dirt here was more hot coals than soil. He didnāt have it in him to scream, even though every fiber of his being was doing so. The rancid smell of bile was only compounded and worsened by its cooking in the heat, and Link heaved again.
A scream finally did tear out of his throat as his hands started to smoke.
Leaping to his feet out of instinct, he tried to scramble back, but he wanted to move forward.
To hell with the sword shards, to hell with Hyrule and Ganondorfās plans for it, he wanted to go home, he wanted to see herā
He was so tired. He was so lonely.
Link stumbled ahead, tears dried before they could ever leave his eyes. The lava was so close, it wouldnāt take much longer before heā
A hand gripped his wrist, cold and clammy, a blessed relief to his skin, but his mind screamed. Link gasped, trying to run, when another hand grabbed his other wrist, and then his body froze up. Cold, dark energy snaked around him from head to toe, except on his forehead, which burned. Link felt his breath stop, his muscles seize, and then, with agonizing effort in each move, he slowly turned away from the magma. A gloom spawn was directly in front of him, easing him away as he walked with it, his mind and heart screaming and flailing and kicking despite his body placidly going along with the beast. The sword shards were warm in his pouch, a comforting kindling fire in an ice cold abyss, and he almost felt himself hesitate despite Ganondorfās control.
But no. It wasnāt enough.
His head exploded with pain as he fought the puppeteer, as he tried to break free, but he couldnāt. He never could. Unconsciousness was pulling fast, but heād lose control entirely if he gave in.
Just do it, his mind whispered. Just let him win. What difference does it make now? He canāt hurt her.
Link was so tired.
Just give in. Let him guide you, go along with it. Let him take care of you.
Link was so lonely.
Let him love you.
He couldnāt stop himself from getting sick again, dark control or not. But since his body was no longer his own, he continued to walk, though his steps stumbled to a halt as he vomited. Gloom spread under his feet, easing the burning from earlier, and Link was pulled under.
When the darkness faded, he was back in the Center, the focal point of all the dark energy, and he heard footsteps rushing towards him. The world was spinning so dizzyingly he could get sick again, but miraculously he didnāt - either that or he just had nothing left in him.
The icy puppet strings that infected his muscles receded, leaving him with a pounding headache and body wide shivers. His knees buckled just as Ganondorf reached him, catching him.
āLink, what were you thinking?!ā his faāabuser demanded, voice shaking. āWhy were you over there?ā
Heād been playing his role so well. Heād been distracting Ganondorf, helping him in smaller ways, gaining his trust. He didnāt want to do it anymore. He just wanted to die.
āIām tired,ā he whimpered, the tears beginning to fall.
Ganondorf held the boy with trembling arms, but his grip tightened as Link fell apart. The child had no more words to say, only convulsing with full body sobs as Ganondorf gently picked him up to support him better. Link gripped his tunic, quickly soaking it with tears, and the demon king found himself at a loss of what to do.
The image of the boy laying in his arms, bleeding and crying and dying flashed through his mind, and he held him tighter, swaying back and forth.
Ganondorf didnāt understand what had happened. Link had been fine, hadnāt he?
His cries clearly indicated otherwise.
He felt his anger start to swell, an automatic response as his heart screamed, as he felt it race in terror at what had almost just happened. He didnāt like feeling afraid and out of control like this, so desperate to try and fix something that he couldnāt just fix. He bit back a snappish rebuke, channeling his anger into energy as he started to walk around the chamber, holding Link close, so close, heād almost lost his boyā
For once, he didnāt know what to do.
This was why he had placed his magic in the boy. This right here. Because heād done this before, this was how heād died before! Heād sacrificed his life to save that pathetic excuse for a king! Why did the child think he could just throw his life away like this?! Did he not realize how important he was?
Ganondorf again found himself fighting his anger. It wasnāt particularly easy, as he usually just let it out, but years of parenting had taught him some self control.
This place was taking a toll on the boy. He needed to fix that, to help him. He channeled his rage into power, reaching up above into the Surface, feeling the swell of the Blood Moon like a high tide pushing on to land. Gloom gathered around the pair, and he made it take them above.
The air was suffocating a moment as they moved, and then it cleared substantially. A breeze blew, cooling the Gerudoās hot cheeks, and he took a steadying breath. The smell of cherry blossoms and sweet honeysuckle saturated his nose, too unfamiliar to be comforting but pleasant enough. But for Link, it would mean the world. Heād taken them as close to Kakariko as he could manage. He hoped it was enough.
Linkās sobs hitched and paused as he felt the change in atmosphere, and he peeked his puffy eyes out from the folds of his guardianās tunic. Ganondorf swept a hand up and down his back as he gazed around in wonder and confusion, a glimmering hope shining in his eyes for a moment.
When he looked upward, red eyes matching the moon perfectly, his face fell.
āW-whatāwhat are you doing?ā he asked shakily, eyebrows pulling together in worry. āStop it, youāre going to hurt everyoneāā
āMy power is slowly growing. This is not hurting anyone.ā Ganondorf assured the boy. āWhen the time comes weāll take what is ours.ā
Link wiggled feebly in his grip. āNo, why canāt you justāstopāā
Ganondorf frowned, tightening his hold. āWe had nothing but the harsh sun and winds, while Rauru sat on every resource this bountiful land had to offer. The only way he offered aid was through a vow of fealty, yet he did not have the strength or impetus to rule. Everything about Hyrule is a disgrace - a people who think peace is a more palatable option to the point of laziness and stagnation, an over bloated land full of weak fools! I am a true king, Link, and I will rule this land properly. Nothing will stop that.ā
Linkās energy drained out of him, and Ganondorf brushed some hair out of his face. āYouāll see, child. When itās all over, youāll see how much better it is. Just trust me.ā
Link closed his eyes, crying once more. āLet me go.ā
āLinkāā
āLet me go.ā
āNo,ā Ganondorf said firmly, placing a hand on the boyās cheek, demanding his attention. āYouāre my boy. Your life isnāt a waste, youāre not destined to be cast aside and forgotten. Youāre a prince, and I am never letting you go.ā
Link watched him, some kind of yearning and desperation fighting the dull look in his eyes, those eyes that used to be so bright with fire and determination, that used to reflect the blood moon beautifully. Ganondorf felt his heart break a little at the sight of it, and his hand shifted to behind the teenagerās head, pulling him forward so he could kiss his forehead. The magic heād imbued there was a promise of protection, and he would ensure this boy was safe, even from himself. Link trembled under his hold, and he heard him sniffle.
Sighing, he let the boy sink into his embrace once more. āI love you, Link.ā
The young boyās cries carried on the wind, filling the blood stained land. The demon king swayed back and forth, soothing him with gentle hushes. And in the distance, a Hero perked up at the sound of crying, pausing from his meal and grabbing his gear to investigate.
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im not the most regular reader here on this blog but i love your work! I wanted to show that by drawing some fanart of one of your Links !
its a pretty rough sketch but I still hope you like it :)
OAIWWHFLCISHWOWJBRGOHDHWWL
LOOK AT HIM MY POOR SWEET BOY I LOVE IT ā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļø
Shadow Link needs to get out in the sunlight, bless him š You got his sad, somber demeanor down so well, heās so alone in the Depths aaahhhhh
Also thank you for giving him actual hair because I did not LOL
THANK YOU šā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļø
#you ask skye answers#and goes ballistic#lovely jack2-0#hero of shadow#Whenever an OC of mine gets attention I go absolutely feral youāll have to forgive me#fan art for my fics#All you artist lovelies are SO FRIGGIN TALENTED#ā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļø
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And now, time for some positive affirmations from the ruling Gerudo family
#totk#technically#I make myself laugh#this is what Shadow Link looked like before he got zombified in the future#hero of shadow#Hemisi#Nabooru#ganondorf#I will never get sick of this meme#my dumb art#my art#Can you guess who is who#I bet Ganās the hardest one to figure out
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YOURE LIKE SO SWEET WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO YOUR SILLIES HOW DID I NOT WHAT IM SOBBING OH MY??;8/!(
~ Z
Hey, I gotta channel all that darkness somewhere š¤£š¤·š»āāļø
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IM FLABBERGASTED ABSOLUTELY DESTROYED I DONT READ THINGS VERY OFTEN (hyperfixation in a hyperfixation i read very few fics only around my silly blorbos) BUT EHATTHHEHFHHSJFJJWHFJSF YOU WHAT IM. I THINK IM WOUNDED JUST HEARING ABOUT WHAT YOU DO TO YOUR SILLIES!?3&!(!/!(
~ Z
Yeah I, um. Iām not nice to them sometimes š
But I promise I love them? šš
tbh now that I think about I donāt think Iāve ever explicitly posted the one with Power Link, Iāve just hinted at it in other writing. But the others are fluttering in the breeze haha
I need to give them hugs š„“
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@silvercaptain24 made an excellent point.
Sky: I emotionally repressed myself to the point of threatening murder to my brothers in arms and then self harmed while having a complete emotional breakdown.
Legend:
Sky: Canāt blame Ganon for that one! >:D
Twilight, having a meltdown: THIS ISNāT A COMPETITION GUYS
Me: I wonder what the darkest thing Iāve written is.
Power Link: I told my wife I didnāt want to see our newborn child before leaving, going to my room, and slitting my throat open.
Abel: I watched my country burn to the ground and carried my dead son through an apocalypse in a desperate attempt to save him.
Shadow Link: I threw my dead fiancĆ©eās ashes into lava, desecrating her memory in a desperate attempt to protect her from being resurrected and turned into a dark puppet by her father because he did that to me. Then I tried to burn myself alive.
Legend: Holy shit what is wrong with you people???
Power, Abel, & Shadow, in unison: Ganon
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Mwahahha >:)
Why did the tomato turn red?Ā It saw the salad dressing.
Why shouldnāt you write with a broken pencil? Because itās pointless.
Why are teddy bears never hungry? Because theyāre always stuffed!
-- š¦«
HA ok ok that first one did make me laugh out loud š
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I kept stalling on posting this but I thought Iād share UwU Sarah snuggling with Ammon so he can finally get some sleep
AWWWWWWW
Theyāre SO precious šā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļø good on Sarah for making sure her sweet hubby gets some sleep ā¤ļø
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Me: I wonder what the darkest thing Iāve written is.
Power Link: I told my wife I didnāt want to see our newborn child before leaving, going to my room, and slitting my throat open.
Abel: I watched my country burn to the ground and carried my dead son through an apocalypse in a desperate attempt to save him.
Shadow Link: I threw my dead fiancĆ©eās ashes into lava, desecrating her memory in a desperate attempt to protect her from being resurrected and turned into a dark puppet by her father because he did that to me. Then I tried to burn myself alive.
Legend: Holy shit what is wrong with you people???
Power, Abel, & Shadow, in unison: Ganon
#wow I guess I have written some dark stuff lol š„“š
#How the frick am I supposed to give Abel a break yāall I canāt come up with anything#I was trying to think of fluff and fell into Torture Shadow Hours instead#random rambles
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do you ever think about birbs
~ Z
I think about my Birb a fair amount. I also think about the freedom of being one whenever I hike in the mountains. And I have a bird feeder and bird bath in my yard.
So yeah ššš»
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