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Color Fall 2023 - #4
Past vs. present
(Although I suppose this could kind of be interpreted as both?)
I imagine each of the Links might have pretty complicated and individual feelings about original!Link.
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I FINISHED IT IN TIME
An entry for “Pumpkin Spice Latte” for @fsfrightfight :D there are a few things I wish I had time to change but I gotta get it out! I think the colors of the composition could be a little stronger, that the faces could use a little work, and that I could have filled up that empty brick space with Easter eggs (metaphorical Easter eggs) or something. But. Ultimately I am proud of this one hooray!!!
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My vote for Four Swords Fright Fight week 4, Evil Root Beer vs Pumpkin Spice Latte
Just a short, fluffy fic! Can be read either on Ao3 or under the cut here.
Shadow dropped down to sit on the hay bale next to Vio, wheezing breathlessly with laughter. Across from them, a scowling Blue was still picking pieces of straw and corn husk out of his hair.
"The purpose of a corn maze is to solve the maze," he grumbled. "Not to magic up monster illusions to chase people with."
"My way's more fun," Shadow replied, unrepentant.
"You can't really argue it's outside of Harvest Festival tradition," Vio pointed out, inclining his head toward a group of children who were running past, their faces hidden behind snarling masks.
"We probably wouldn't have gotten out if you hadn't busted a hole in the wall anyway," said Red, plucking a piece of straw from the back of Blue's tunic for him. "Given our track record with navigation..."
"Ugh, don't remind me."
Shadow was still snickering when Green and Zelda returned to the group with drinks. He accepted the cup Zelda handed to him and raised it to his lips — expecting, perhaps, more of the apple cider they'd drunk earlier in the day. Instead, he only had a moment to process the cold fizz of carbonation before he was dumped head-first into a memory.
Sugar and bubbles bursting on his tongue; something that felt very similar singing through his chest. The smell of fire, of volcanic ash. The sound of partying Hinoxes, loud but distant, muffled. A balcony, a horizon, a starry sky, and Vio—
"This is evil root beer," he realized aloud.
"'Evil' root beer?" Zelda repeated, eyebrow raised.
"We drank this at the Fire Temple," Shadow clarified.
"Oh, you mean the contents of the Hyrule Castle cellars, which you stole." Zelda's voice could have rivaled the Gerudo Desert for dryness, but there was a spark of amusement in her eyes.
"There's nothing especially evil about it," Green said, looking down into his own cup dubiously. "It's just root beer."
"Well, it was stolen," Vio said with a shrug, taking a sip of his own drink.
"In that case I guess this isn't evil root beer," said Red. "Because we didn't steal these."
Shadow eyed the others' cups speculatively. Zelda leaned away from him and Blue gave him a 'don't even think about it' look, but Shadow just shrugged, reached over, and snatched Vio's cup right out of his hands. Vio didn't so much as blink before reaching back to steal Shadow's original cup.
"There," Shadow said, voice echoing into the cup as he raised it to take a drink. "Now it's evil root beer."
There was laughing, and eye rolling, and a couple fake grossed-out faces. Then Red set about making a fire, and Green pulled out a bag of some squishy white sweets that were apparently meant to be speared on sticks and burned before eating.
Shadow leaned back against Vio's shoulder, surrounded by warm, friendly chatter and savoring the sugary bite of carbonation.
#fsff23#four swords#shadow link#vio link#blue link#fs zelda#zelda#red link#green link#my writing#fanfic#nothing against pumpkin spice but... c'mon! it's evil root beer! it's quintessentially Four Swords! xD
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Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: The Legend of Zelda: Four Swords, The Legend of Zelda: Four Swords Adventures
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: Shadow Link/Vio Link
Characters: Shadow Link (Legend of Zelda), Vio Link (Legend of Zelda)
Additional Tags: Vampires, Vampire Bites, Human/Vampire Relationship, The intimacy of sucking blood, Fluff
Summary:
Shadow, like any good serial killer, had led Vio out to a secluded forest and then to a meadow. Gentle, rolling hills stretched out far in front of him, and if he looked out behind him, the hill drops off into the forest from which they came. Daisies get tangled in the long grass, and the two look for a nice place to sit down and enjoy the sunset.
Or:
A bite at sunset :-)
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due to some personal life stuff, my intended fic for this week needs more time. instead, here’s vio investigating legends about a strange creature haunting people in the mirror when they chant his catchphrase in the dark. bloody mary type situation. drawing isn’t my strength but i wanted to do something for haunted vs hoax!
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It’s no secret that the Four Swords manga is a little bit insane. After all, it is a kid’s manga with several events this year and a thriving (if tiny!) fandom. Here’s to 19 years past, and 1500 to go! 💌📈📝
Four Swords Fright Fight is only a few days away from beginning! Gather your tools and ideas, and let’s create!
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Here is my entry for FS Fright Fight!
Werewolf Green was too cute not to draw <:"]
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SHIT I FORGOT TO POST THIS ON HERE
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Two gothy boyfriends for team vampire!
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#fsff23#vampire#umbren shadow#fan art#digital art#the legend of zelda#my art#art#vio link#shadow link#four swords#vidow
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Group projects are the worst, but at least the cute guy Vio likes is in their group, so it can't be all bad, right?
This is my enerty for fsff, for the vampire prompt
Wouldn't it be funny if i made a vampire au where Shadow is just a normal ass human, i joked some months ago. Anyways, thanks Four Swords Fright Fight for giving me an excuse to actually write this au. i'm gonna use it for all five weeks, so we will see more of them.
The only thing Vio could smell as Clair ushered them into her apartment was garlic. Wrinkling their nose, they realized they where regretting not insisting in doing this group project on their own more and more. The things they would do for a stupid crush, they swears it makes them stupid.
“You like it?” Clair chuckled, “Roasted garlic tomato spaghetti and garlic bread. Figured we could eat some before we started studying.”
“Or at least,” Jen added with a laugh as she stuck her head out from the kitchen, “The three of us can.”
Vio gave them both an unimpressed raised eyebrow. “Is this about Shadow? You two do know that vampires can like, exist, in the same general vicinity to garlic right? It just smells like shit.”
“Sure, but we can still make it squirm a bit.”
“What a great host you are,” There was a knock on the door as Vio spoke, “Can’t wait for the rumors to be just that, it’ll be hilarious when it loves garlic.” Vio made his way to the table where the girls already had their own books and laptops set up, and sat down as Clair went to answer the door.
Rolling her eyes before opening it, she put on a big smile as she greeted their last group member. “Shadow! Hey.”“Hi.” Shadow poked its head in a bit, and seeing the other two there already it frowned. “I’m not late, am I?”
“No, no! Vio just got here as well.” Her overly sweet smile was annoying Vio, and they weren’t even the one she was trying to fuck with. Trying being the key word, as Shadow seemed to be oblivious to it.
“Cool, cool. I, uh, brought some snacks?” It lifted a bag, adorn with the logo from the convenience store around the corner, and gave the three and awkward, one corner smile.
“Aw, that’s great, Thanks Shad!” She smiled at it and made her way back into the apartment, sharing a look with Jen that had Vio rolling their own eyes when Shadow didn’t follow her in right away.
“Shadow,” They added themself, “Why don’t you come in and put those on the table.”
“Oh!” It quickly entered the apartment and closed the door, embarrassed flush on its face. “Right. Yeah. Uh, hi, Violet? Was it?”
“Vio.”
“Right, I-” Shadow wrinkled its own nose, face twisting as if it had tasted something awful. “Is that, garlic?”“It is. Entirely to much garlic.” Vio nodded in exasperated agreement.
“Isn’t it great?” Jen came back out with a bowl of the pasta. “I figured I would make us dinner, since Clair was nice enough to let us work on the project at her place.”
“Oh, yea. That was nice of you.” Shadow glanced at the bowl, nose still winked like it had smelled something that had died. “But I um, I’m allergic to garlic, actually, so y’all have fun with that. I’ll be good with just the snacks.”
“Oh no, I’m so sorry! I wish I had known.” Jen’s words where so fake, and it was all honestly beginning to piss them off.
“Uh no, really, it’s fine?” Shadow put its hands up in a small gesture of surrender, eyebrow raised, looking, honestly just a bit confused. “I brought plenty, and it’s not like I was planing on eating here anyways.” The girls shared a look, and visibly had to hold back giggles as they continued to ‘apologize’ to Shadow, who shared its own, much more confused, look with Vio, who just shook their head. “Uh, so, what’s going on?”
Running through his option in his head, Vio decided that this was, in fact, not worth it. No mater what Red said. Slamming their hands on the table as they stood, to get the girls attention, Vio leveled them with a glare. “You know what, I’ve just decided, I actually don’t want to do this project with you two. Shadow keep your snacks, trust me you don’t either.”
“Oh thank Hylia. I never wanted to.” Shadow didn’t even bother looking sorry as it spoke, just shrugging his shoulders when Clair gave him a look.
Vio had to hold back a laugh of their own at that, giving the girls the same sickly sweet fake smile the had been giving Shadow since he arrived, though theirs had much more fang in it. “I would say it was nice, but I’m not interested in tricking you. Next time you plan on pulling a prank on someone who’s not even your friend, maybe don’t tell it to someone else who also doesn’t like your fake bullshit.”
Jen just stared at Vio’s fangs as Clair used her friend as a human shield, as if Vio was actually going to attack them. Please, they had far more class then that. Shadow however, looked like a light bulb was just smashed over its head, and it was pissed about it. “Oh come on! Is this about the vampire thing? Really? How many times do I have to explain to people that just because I’m goth and allergic to garlic does not mean I’m a vampire.”
“You didn’t come in the apartment, either.” Jen added, with far to much confidence for someone who was currently being used as a human shield.
“Yea! Because I’m autistic!” It laughed. “Besides, who the fuck just, walks into someone’s home without being told to when they barely know them?”
“Most humans, for some reason.” Vio added. “Also, vampires technically can, we just, for the most part, agree that it’s rude.”
“Because it is! I swear, I do not get neruotypical people.” Shadow hooked its own arm with Vio’s, pulling the vampire back towards the door. “Come on, lets go.”
Any intimidation Vio had on the girls faded as they proceeded to short circuit. Do humans still consider this gesture a courting thing? Or was Shadow just being friendly and making a point? the last time Vio had dated a human, they had also still been human, so they really didn’t know, but they hoped the blush on Shadow’s face was an indication.
When Vio did come back to his senses the two where about half a block away from Clair’s apartment, and Shadow was furiously texting. Vio couldn’t make out much of the conversation, other then the contact name ‘Puppy,’ as the whole conversation was moving to fast.
Curious, they leaned closer, grinning when Shadow shuddered a bit, but the human just turned to them with a big smile. Before Vio could ask any of the questions they now had, Shadow spoke, putting his phone away as it did. “Letting my girlfriend know my plans for the evening have changed a bit.”
“Oh?” Vio mused with a frown, debating texting their own partner about the nights plans. “Does she like to know where you are all the time?”
“Nah, but I like to keep him updated.” Shadow laughed, light and airy as it leaned into Vio. “Her and his other boyfriend love to keep a tally of how many people accuse me of being a vampire. I’m pretty sure they take bets on it?”
Vio responded with a small breathy laugh and a bewildered look, until they realized Shadow was serious. “How, how does that even work?”
“I donno. I think its monthly.” It shrugged. “Like whoever gets closest in a month wins? Don’t ask me what they win, I have no idea.”
“Ah. Alright then.” Vio chuckled, they had decided notifying Red was pointless. The Fae had probably assumed that Vio and Shadow would dip at first opportunity, seeing as she knew Vio didn’t like the girls in their group.
“Sooo,” Shadow cut through their thoughts, “Wanna go do something else, or do you have a partner to get back to now?”
“Oh don’t worry, they know exactly what my plans for the night are,” They grinned at their Shadow, “After all, it was only with his convincing that I came at all.”
“Oh!” It laughed at that, a full body laugh that had it leaning away from the force. As soon as Shadow calmed down, however, it leaned back in. “So we’re in the same boat tonight then. Come on darling, I’ll show you my favorite secluded spot in the park.”
“Careful,” Vio’s voice dropped as they let Shadow drag them along, “I think that’s how you humans get bit.”
“Oh don’t worry about that,” It shot them a coy smile, “That’s what I’m counting on.”
#four swords#fsff23#vio link#shadow link#my work#we will see more of this au#also#the others are mentioned#vio and shadow#and a few ocs#and i use the term oc loosly#are all thats actively in this one#incorrect myths
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Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: The Legend of Zelda: Four Swords
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Shadow Link/Vio Link
Characters: Vio Link, Shadow Link, Green and the Others are Mentioned
Additional Tags: FSFF23, Four Swords Fright Fight Event
Summary:
Vio looks a little sad on his birthday, with a cup of Evil root Beer in his clutches. So Shadow takes it upon himself to cheer him up with a special night at the Death Mountain Bean Cafe.
Short 1k word fic for the Four Swords Fright Fight Event: Pumpkin Spice or Evil Root Beer.
I did something Short and Sweet to keep me from losing motivation on my other works <3 Hope you enjoy ^^
Entry for Four Swords Fright Fight Week 4: Pumpkin Spice Latte or Evil Root Beer! @fsfrightfight
(though My entry Somewhat has evil rootbeer in it, its focused around the latte <3)
#FSFF23#Four Swords#Fright Fight#Vidow Shipping#Vidow#Short Fic#Sorry this one is a bit bad#im having a hard time writing </3#its okay though I had fun!
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Color Fall 2023 - #2
Click the image to change the time of day ^_^
(Or just click the read-more to see both versions)
#four swords#fsff23#shadow link#vio link#vidow#first and forever otp#a Ladyhawke-esque AU counts for 'werewolves' right? I think it counts#werewolves#wolves#birds#ladyhawke au#transparent#this one took some very careful planning!
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My entry for Fright Fight week 2: Haunted!
The inspiration book cover and process video are below the cut. I put way more effort into this one than usual, but look at the colors!
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My entry for @fsfrightfight Past or present.
I chose past, was gonna choose both but i didn't have time (been too busy this week)
Experimented a lil bit with monotone only some color .-.
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What if. Vampires and lesbians.
#four swords#fsa zelda#fsa Malon#What’s the Zelda/Malon ship name?#Zelda x Malon#FSA vampire AU#Vampire!Zelda#They are girlfriends#I had heartburn while making this so it’s kinda low effort#But I realized it was the end of the week lol#fsff23#Haven’t done marker art in a while this was fun :D
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Never Kill a Boy on the First Date
2.5K-word Buffy AU Vidow One-Shot, written for @fsfrightfight
“I’m sorry I haven’t brought it up sooner,” Shadow says, insecure in a way Vio rarely sees him. “I thought you, uh, didn’t like me anymore. Since I’m all vampy now.”
Vio’s jaw drops.
“You thought I would like you LESS because you’re a vampire?”
read the rest on ao3 or under the cut:
It’s Vio’s night to patrol the cemetery, fair and square.
Yes, it had been insulting when the others gave him Friday night because they knew he’d have no plans. But it’s not like they’d been wrong—he would have ended up reading no matter what. He might as well do it here, alone, propped up against a headstone and tapping a pencil steadily against the ground.
Someone seems to have missed the memo on the ‘alone’ part, though.
“Viiiiii.”
“Oh my god, what?”
Vio’s head swivels to see a familiar figure lounging theatrically against a headstone. Shadow grins, clearly pleased to have his undivided attention.
“Hi, Vio,” Shadow greets with a lazy wave.
Vio blinks slowly, his eyes adjusting to the distant darkness. “Hi, Shadow.”
“What are you doing out here at this time of night, handsome?”
Vio absolutely does not blush. Not perceptibly, at least, in the semi-light-polluted suburban darkness.
“Annotating,” he says, raising his pencil. “And hunting vampires.”
“At least the second part is cool,” says Shadow. “Seen any yet?”
“Unfortunately, yes.”
The vampire gasps in fake-offense as Vio removes another heavy tome from his purple backpack. Shadow eyes it curiously, joining Vio where he sits.
“Ancient texts?” Shadow asks, eyes narrowed in the dark. Vio switches his book light from the novel he’s been marking up for fun to the ‘ancient text’ in question.
“Not quite,” he says with a smirk, revealing the cover to Shadow. “The Once and Future King, chapters fourteen through eighteen.”
Shadow’s nose wrinkles. “Oh, fuck that.”
“If you’re going to loiter here, I might as well help you pass AP Lit.”
“I’m doing just fine on my own, Vio,” Shadow says, rolling his eyes. “I have, like, an 84 overall. That’s almost a B+.”
“You never do the readings.”
“Yet I manage to get good grades anyway. ‘Cuz I’m a fucking genius.”
“You don’t even use SparkNotes!”
“SparkNotes are for cowards. I raw-dog my essays like god intended.”
Vio pinches the bridge of his nose, shaking his head. “If I read it out loud,” he groans, “will you listen?”
Shadow immediately pulls out his earbuds, but Vio rips them away. “These are so tangled,” he observes, already working through the knots with nimble fingers. “You’re going to, like, electrocute yourself.”
“Y’know, I think you’re pretty electrocute yourself.”
Vio scowls. Shadow plops down next to him.
“I won’t listen,” he says, oh-so-casually leaning against Vio, “but you can still read.”
Vio nods and begins. And while his mouth says the words on the page, his mind quickly wanders, not not distracted by the feeling of Shadow’s body beside his own.
Did Shadow just call him cute? And handsome? It’s not unusual behavior per se, but it’s still baffling as hell. Shadow can’t possibly want him, not after all the misfortune Vio’s mere existence has brought him.
It had all just happened so fast: their first kiss after the fall formal, the surprise vampire attack, Shadow taking a bite to save Vio, and Vio using his connections as Slayer to leave his newly-undead friend(?)’s soul intact. They’d stepped away from the dance for less thann ten minutes, and as a result Shadow’s life had been changed forever.
They still haven’t really discussed it, beyond the necessary information about Shadow’s new form. As a vampire with a soul, he gets along just fine with the other slayers and the Watcher they all share. He’s a willing ally to their team whenever the Hellmouth sends a monster of the week their way. He’s confided in Vio about the highs and lows of his new existence, and Vio has supported him unflinchingly the entire time.
But there is no way Shadow still has any intimate interest in Vio, beyond the powerful Slayer’s blood he willingly supplies. And while Shadow only drinks from Vio (“You got him turned,” Blue had said, “so it’s your responsibility to keep him alive.”), they have no such bitey plans tonight.
But despite his huffiness, despite the impossibility of the dynamic they’d shared before, Vio is glad that Shadow came to keep him company. Things are calm, things are good, there’s a routine in place and everyone’s on the same page. Vio could almost call it settled completely.
But they still haven’t addressed that goddamn kiss.
“We can talk about it,” Shadow offers, and Vio’s heart stops.
“I—what?”
Shadow’s amused smile speaks for itself.
“Oh my god,” Vio says, placing the book on the ground. “I didn’t.”
He puts his head in his hands. What kind of absolute moron confuses the words he’s reading with the words he’s saying? That’s the kind of bullshit that happens on TV, and he cringes at it every time!
“Hey, no, listen,” Shadow says, losing his previous smugness. He gently grabs Vio’s wrists and lowers them back down to his lap. “Vio, look at me.”
He does. Shadow’s eyes have the same unnatural glow present with every vampire he slays, which for the record is a lot of vampires.
“I’m sorry I haven’t brought it up sooner,” Shadow says, insecure in a way Vio rarely sees him. “I thought you, uh, didn’t like me anymore. Since I’m all vampy now.”
Vio’s jaw drops.
“You thought I would like you less because you’re a vampire?”
Shadow throws up both hands, annoyed but relieved. “Forgive me for assuming that you, Vio the Vampire Slayer, would perhaps have some reservations about kissing a vampire.”
“Shadow, roughly sixty percent of my self-indulgent fantasies involve a handsome vampire kissing me.”
“Really?” Shadow asks, perking up. “Any vampire in particular?”
Vio blushes, rubbing the back of his neck. “Only one in recent history,” he admits. “Ever since you turned, that is.”
Shadow appears to be thinking something through. “Holy shit,” he finally says, a grin spreading onto his face. “You must have been so psyched when I turned into a vamp.”
“Of course not, that would be awful!”
“Oh, come on,” Shadow teases, poking Vio’s arm, “I know your main priority was saving my soul or whatever, but there had to be some part of you that was also just like, ‘hell fucking yeah, vampire boyfriend.’”
Vio shakes his head, stopping their banter in its tracks. “I shouldn’t have been out there with you in the first place,” he says. “Even just outside the gym, I should have expected to attract monsters. Meanwhile, you had no idea about the Slayer stuff or the Hellmouth or vampires even existing at all, and I put you directly in harm’s way. There’s a reason the others don’t date, Shadow, it’s dangerous to be close to a Slayer.”
“Vio, no,” Shadow replies, his voice suddenly gentle. “I don’t blame you for what happened. At all.”
“You should,” mutters Vio, folding in on himself. He brings his knees up to his chest and hugs them, his back pressing uncomfortably against the headstone.
“I also don’t think you take pleasure in my misfortune,” Shadow adds. He lightens his tone slightly, cautiously, and eyes Vio to see if it’s the right move. “Honestly, you’re probably worse off than I am.”
“How so?” Vio asks, trading self-loathing for reluctant curiosity.
“Uh, you’re a vampire Slayer dating a vampire,” says Shadow. “I’m just some guy with fangs.”
Vio raises an eyebrow. “I wasn’t aware we were dating.”
“Everyone else is.”
“No they’re not!”
“What the hell else would they assume, when we excuse ourselves to a dark corner of the library at least three times a week?”
“We do that so you can suck my blood!” Vio exclaims, “Not so we can—”
Shadow scoffs. “Oh yes, because me nearly sucking you dry to sustain my lifeforce is the less weird option of the two.” He makes a face and lifts a finger. “Don’t say it, I know that came out wrong.”
Despite himself, Vio smiles. Relaxes. Leans closer. “Well, if we are dating,” he says, intertwining Shadow’s fingers with his own, “is this, right now, a date?”
Shadow looks at their hands and then back at Vio. “If you want it to be.”
Of course Vio wants. He’s always wanted, why else would he have taken Shadow outside the dance in the first place?
With the softest tone he can muster, he begins to speak. “Shadow, I—”
A monster roars, and it’s not Vio’s boyfriend.
He jumps to his feet and assumes a fighting stance, his Slayer senses kicking in immediately. Swiveling his head, Vio sees a very unfriendly vampire headed straight in their direction, newly risen from a nearby grave.
How the fuck hadn’t he noticed sooner? He’s supposed to sense when there are vampires around!
“Not again,” groans Shadow, cowering behind Vio like the human he so recently used to be. But Shadow isn’t human, he’s a vampire with a soul, whose presence must have masked the appearance of the true enemy.
They were going to have to figure that out in the future, if patrol dates become a normal thing.
But Vio shouldn’t get ahead of himself.
“I was busy,” he growls, kicking the vampire square in the chest. The vamp looks to be in his mid-forties, still all dolled up in his funeral suit. Very much soulless, with a fucked-up transformed face and absolutely nothing to lose.
Vio’s supernatural strength sends his opponent backwards, his back slamming against a particularly tall headstone. Vio reaches inside his jacket pocket while the vampire recovers, horrified to realize that he left his favorite stake at home.
“Shit,” he mutters, using a precious second to glance behind his back. Shadow half-hides behind a gravestone, clearly experiencing some kind of flashback to the last fight he experienced. Vio wants so badly to comfort his friend—but then again, there would probably be nothing more comforting in this moment than Vio kicking ass.
Without a stake or a stake-adjacent object, though, Vio’s options for vamp obliteration are limited. Beheading seems unlikely. Sunrise is hours away. He’ll definitely get arrested if he tries to set a fire. And while he does have supernatural proficiency with hand-to-hand combat, so do the vampires he fights—plus they’re speedy, too.
Capitalizing on Vio’s hesitation, the vamp clasps cold hands around his neck. He’s so strong, and squeezing with such force, that he’s able to fully lift the teenager’s body off the ground.
Placed in such a predicament without his trusty stake, Vio feels a combination of fear, panic, and embarrassment. Green, Red, and Blue would never make such a stupid mistake.
Mistake… missed stake.
Vio would laugh, if he could breathe.
“Hey, asshole!” a familiar voice shouts. “Get your dead hands off my boyfriend!”
Vio opens eyes he hadn’t even noticed himself closing. Is that… a cord around the vampire’s neck?
Shadow yanks backwards by both earbuds, releasing Vio from the vampire’s grasp. Shadow himself seems surprised by the strength he now possesses, on par with both his ally and opponent. He wears the gruesome face of a fully-transformed vampire, and while Vio rather likes Shadow’s normal face, he’s glad to see a monster now.
Of course, Vio thinks, his eyes full of wonder. Last time, it had been a human and a Slayer against one nasty vampire. This time there are two nasty vampires, one of whom Vio has apparently been dating for the past several months. At the risk of overconfidence, Vio much prefers these odds.
Snap! The cord quickly loses its effectiveness, breaking in half against the vampire’s neck. Still, the diversion has given Vio enough time to retrieve the most stake-like resource available.
He lifts the pointed object and locks onto the vampire, who now wrestles with Shadow against a headstone. One particularly brutal knock of Shadow’s head against the stone humbles the teenage vampire, and the resulting whiplash allows his opponent to swipe a claw across his face.
Shadow cries out in pain, losing his hold on the enemy. This time, Vio is ready.
“Get lead poisoning, idiot,” he quips, and then plunges his #2 pencil into the vampire’s heart. The monster turns to dust, suit and all.
“Fuuuuuuck,” groans Shadow, still bracing himself against a tombstone. Vio frowns and runs to his side, cupping his soft humanlike face. There’s still a cut, but it should heal just fine, especially since he was transformed when he took the hit.
“Are you all right?” Vio asks anyway, searching Shadow’s eyes. “You didn’t have to—”
Shadow just smiles. “Yeah, but I wanted to. I’m not just some lame-ass human anymore, I can hold my own.”
He’d tried to protect Vio the last time, too. The irony of that still stings—a completely average person, risking his life in defense of someone Chosen to smite evil. Vio still feels guilty about Shadow’s misfortune, but at least now they’re on even footing.
“I’m glad you’re okay,” Shadow continues, taking both of Vio’s hands. He looks concerned too, and Vio realizes that Shadow is still not quite used to the sight of him in moral peril. He’s not sure how to explain to Shadow that to him, Red, Blue, Green, and Zelda, mortal peril is just another Tuesday.
Vio squeezes Shadow’s hands. “I’m okay, I promise. I know that must have been scary to see.”
“Yeah, a little bit. You were, like, off the ground.”
“I get into tight spots pretty often,” Vio admits, “especially while patrolling. I understand if you’d prefer to keep our dates out of the cemetery in the future.”
Shadow shakes his head. “Nah, I’m no coward. And besides, I’d feel better knowing that someone has your back.”
“I… am not opposed to your company,” Vio mutters, and Shadow takes it for the grand declaration it is.
“Besides,” Shadow says, sitting back down against their original headstone of choice, “we definitely need to workshop your punning.”
“What’s wrong with lead poisoning?” Vio demands, offended.
“Pencils haven’t had lead in them since, like, 18-whatever-the-fuck.”
Vio allows Shadow to drag him to the ground. They settle against each other, just as they’d been before—but somehow, everything feels a little bit different. “Well,” Vio asks, “what else could I have said?”
He knows Shadow is pleased to have a say, even if he’s acting nonchalant. “I dunno. You could have killed him with the book and told him to read it and weep.”
Vio rolls his eyes. “I can’t stab anyone with a book, Shadow.”
“Not with that attitude, you can’t!”
Oh my god, Vio thinks, he is so annoying. So annoying, and so persistent, and so, so, so perfect.
“Hey Shadow… can we kiss again?”
Shadow grins, his fangs glinting in the moonlight. “I thought you’d never ask.”
Vio is admittedly psyched as their lips finally meet.
Hell fucking yeah, vampire boyfriend.
#fsff23#four swords#four swords manga#vio link#shadow link#vidow#my writing#there's so much cringe teenage dialogue in this#also this is the last vampy thing i'm writing for a while i'm getting bite burnout (affectionate)#fs
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