Tears of the kingdom really got me adding more Zelda muses huh.

Queen Sonia (TOTK), Midna (Twilight Princess), and Lady Mipha (BOTW).

And a few others. :3c Kitty Softpaws (Puss In Boots Franchise) and Lisa Ţepeş (Castlevania Netflix Anime).

I don’t normally wear Zant’s helmet while playing botw/totk

But when I do I get distracted by how gorgeous the little details are in the back of it

Oh yeah I never noticed the details! I oughta look at it.

Cue Midna sitting on your muse's chest while jerking off her girthy imp cock.

@wolfvirago ❤'d~

"Come what may, I will love you until my dying day."

"I'm suddenly appreciating that my people were tucked away from the drama and petty squabbles of these light-dwelling royals... I won't miss this at all."

You did say that adapting to Twilight’s atmosphere makes you feel more comfortable. How did you and your people manage to handle it?

" magic, obviously. " with a beckoning motion a tome glides out from a nearby shelf to come and flutter open just above her grasp. the pages turn on their own to a passage that the queen has deemed relevant to her interest, eyelids lowering in temporary concentration to pick something from its contents.

" 'lo these so called fields can nary be considered a pasture akin to that of the realm of light. no sustenance can be brought forth from their ashy soil, nor any light to bring our seeds to fruition-' blah, blah, blah... " with a derisive tsk the woman rolls her eyes, the pages flipping wildly to another passage, though she barely gives it a glance before a mordant smile creeps across her face.

" on it’s own the Twilight Realm isn’t particularly harmful, but living here without having been… let’s say, an ‘original resident’ wasn’t easy, " the still floating tome lifts along with her hand, a gesture to indicate why she had brought the apparent diary out. " if you didn’t adapt, you didn’t survive. simple as that. as the queen i have the honor of having access to these personal accounts… very few of which are pleasant, hehe. "

her snicker is equally as skewed as her expression, though its sharpest edges dull oh-so slightly when her gaze returns to the book. the once hard curl to her lips softens to hide her fangs, the sight of which had only offered a dangerous edge to her smile. despite her obvious derision towards it's previous owner, the twili seems incapable of maintaining disgust. or, perhaps, she has more history with this tome than one might automatically assume.

with a hum she finds something else that grabs her attention inside, but it's contents remain a mystery to all that do not hold it.

" but our ancestors were tenacious. what couldn’t be found was made, even if it was feeble. and over time their new home changed us as we changed it. " her other hand lifts so that a finger may trace something across the book's pages, as if following a line to one side to the other, dipping occasionally to follow a possible turn or curl. once it reaches the other side, the corners of the queen's mouth lift again, though it lacks the severity of it's earlier iteration.

the hand below closes, and with it the book snaps shut with a slap of finality.

" of course, all of that took place a long time ago. not that light dwellers would find our home unpleasant, but we twili have made the most of our realm, and it to us. "

« What's wrong with the name Link? »

❝ AH. SO IT'S POSSIBLE for a beast to wield a weapon without becoming totally useless after all, ❞ midna observes, mentally scheduling a little conversation with someone regarding weaponized incompetence. ❝ you're plenty capable with it, too. hm ... why don't you come along and be my pet instead ? ❞ // @ama-tcra-su

i’m only giving the glowy snake light spirit some love because his name is Lanayru, otherwise i would hate its guts

Here's some of my favorite female characters in honor of International Womens Day! :D

Ancient Zelda has been living in my head rent free for the past who knows how many hours... My beloved.... She could commit any crime and I would instantly put my life on the line for her....

@tenebriism, moved to beta editor from here~

He probably should have anticipated such a reaction from her, given how they'd parted ways before. Despite how close they were - or had once been - Midna was still guarded when it came to her own feelings. Zelda, he'd observed, was very much the same, and the Hero of Twilight had to wonder just how treacherous the lives of those in power were. Link couldn't fathom needing to constantly hide how he felt from the ones he cared about. Strangers? Yes.

But he felt no need to conceal those from the very people who he held so dear.

Though he's tempted to do otherwise, Link doesn't chase after Midna when she pulls away this time. Blue eyes raise to meet with crimson before he shakes his head without hesitation. This isn't something that he's saying on a whim, nor would he ever dream of doing so. It would have been cruel of him to.

"I im-m-- im-m-mag-gine th-that it carr-ries th-- th-the s-s-sam-me w-weight in b-b-- b-both our r-realms," he says softly, allowing his hand to fall to his side. He wondered if she was scared of this - of the idea that, after all this time, the farmhand still held such feelings for her. Or that he did at all. Whatever the case, he wanted her to understand, even if it meant that she may, ultimately, reject his affections.

"I d-- I d-do c-c-car-re ab-bout-t Il-- Il-lia," the swordman continues, still allowing the distance to remain between them, lest he scare her off by attempting to approach, "b-b-but sh-she's a d-- a d-d-dear f-friend. Sh-She alw-ways h-h-has b-been." His desire to save her during their shared journey hadn't been out of romantic feelings, but the desire to keep a loved one - a friend, and member of his family - safe. It had never occurred to him before then that Midna might have assumed that he felt something more for Ilia.

"I-Il-lia is m-my f-friend-d - but I'm in l-l-l-- in l-lov-ve with y-you, Midna." At last, he takes a step forward, testing waters between them, so to speak, "I h-h-hav-ve b-- b-b-been f-for... f-for a l-l-long t-t-time n-n-now, and th-that w-w-w-- w-w-w-word-d is r-res-s-serv-ved f-for y-y-you."

"Only y-y-you."

@crownshattered / @crownshattered-moved- midna and robin - from this.

Even if Robin wanted to reveal her true feelings, she didn't exactly know what they even were yet. She knew, deep down, that she wanted Midna safe and sound. It just felt like she was being stupid by envisioning that end goal as the three of them together in Hyrule.

This world had nearly killed the Twilight Princess before. Robin had run through the chill of rain trying to save her friend, aiding her brother by slaying the monsters that impeded their path to the castle tower. But that had been back then.

The shifter snorted at Midna's little comment. Right. Even if she was going to be genuine and bare her heart out to the princess, she was going to get the usual sass in return. It should have been expected.

"The night time has always been easier for you to handle, yeah?" Robin changed the subject softly, looking from imp to the sky, watching the stars dazzle and shimmer.

Just then... A light. Streaking across the night. Robin gasped quietly, and like a child, beamed as she looked to Midna again.

"A shooting star! C'mon, make a wish."

Midna with massive cheeks approaching your muse with ill-intentions.

Scowls in 6'7".

"You kick me, you get flung into the heavens."

amazing how the hero of the wild continued to leave both of them speechless . . . but it's their own entertainment , as both midna and volga observed from a safe distance merely for whatever the hylian had in mind to go unbothered . " it appears he's now trying to craft some sort of . . . boat ? " if it helped on their quest then so be it , but why did they need to be so aggressive with things ? a sigh from the dragon knight ; he had to admit it though , it was near hypnotic watching that controlled and strangely organized chaos unfold . ( from his main verse ! )

" ... a boat. "

it's a fair assumption on her companion's part, and she can certainly see the attempt taking place. but what keeps Midna's attention is a cynical fascination, as if waiting for the moment for the would-be raft's mast to fall straight onto the blonde's head, and thereby tipping whatever logs had been assembled for the base to go flying. that would be fantastic, a small devil cackled on her shoulder. and yet another part of her just watches in mild disbelief.

the tortured cycle of rebirth, pain and war had conjured up someone such as... this.

it was equally as enthralling as it was vexing.

waking in a new age had only seemed to distill her skepticism. cranky, she's sure he would have called it, was he still her own. but now that very one -- no, different, so very different -- was resolutely trying to construct... something. not quite unlike a memory that floats to the surface, unbidden by the familiarity, to call forth an image of a broken fishing rod being jammed back together by force and held there by a tangled ball of twine.

a snort escapes her. eyes remained glued onto the distant figure, narrowed gaze sharpening further as their would be hero uses eerily familiar technology to put together their next means of travel.

" if he thinks i'll step one foot onto that thing he's denser than i thought. i doubt that little dingy could even hold up your weight. "