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âSometimes it takes courage to stick to oneâs beliefs.â
they see you as small and helpless. they see you as just a child. surprise when they find out that
                                a warrior will soon run wild.
PERSONALS DO NOT REBLOG PLEASE.
     Halsey: Badlands Starters Pt. 1
     ((feel free to change pronouns as needed!))
     CASTLE
âThereâs no use crying about it.â
âThey wanna make me their queen.â
âI probably shouldnât be so mean.â
âTheyâve got the kingdom locked up.â
âSick of being used.â
âIf you wanna break these walls down youâre gonna get bruised.â
     HOLD ME DOWN
âmy demons are begging me to open up my mouth.â
âHe told me I was holy.â
âThis is what I live for.â
âIâm helpless.â
âI sold my soul to a three-piece.â
âItâs the devil thatâs trying to hold me down.â
     NEW AMERICANA
âThe cityâs ours.â
âHigh on legal marijuana.â
âHe looks just like his father.â
âHe could never love somebodyâs daughter.â
âWe know very well who we are.â
âWhat kind of bubblegum have you been blowing lately?â
     DRIVE
âI can never keep my eyes off this.â
âAll we do is drive.â
âAll we do is think about the feeling that we hide.â
â_____ never felt like home to me.â
âItâs bliss.â
âWould it really kill you if we kissed?â
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âOur only intention is to restore peace to our galaxy.â
                   THE SENTIELS VIGIL       ANDREW
it had been over a decade since lynnette had seen the prince of lychea , her closest friend in her life . she recalled that he was always shorter than her the last sheâd seen him , and that he was easy to convince to sneak out of the castle so they could continue on with their shenanigans during the day . he was taller now , lynnetteâs head only reaching to his shoulder , and he was bigger . his shoulders were broader , thick with muscle like his arms and his torso ⌠the boy she remembered was gone and a man stood now in his place .
although , she knew she had changed too . where he had HARDENED she had softened . his voice was gruff and hers gentle . her eyes were large and serene , his gaze alone had intimidated her when sheâd first felt it on her back . he wore the clothes she remembered of the mountains , thick tunics and furs        the only fur she had was the wolf vest her mother had left for her , and to wear anything but the dresses she owned would bring all sorts of gazes , good and bad , on the young woman .Â
her teeth slid forward to catch her lower lip , worrying it as she sat in the gardens with him . anxiety sat like a rock in her stomach while they sat on a bench a bit too small for two people , her knee gently pressing against his as they faced each other . it was her favorite place in the castle , a small stone bench between an arch of roses , and in the early spring small purple flowers would sprout up beneath her feet like the ones she remembered of home .Â
pale green eyes rose to meet his , and while her heart thumped in a beat that told her to say yes to his offer , she found that her mouth had something else in mind as she said :
â i appreciate the offer , my lord ⌠but i do not think my father would want me leaving for so long . â
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He remembered Lynnette as the tall, wirey girl who could talk him into anything, his best friend, who could stir up any sort of trouble from a typical boring day. Looking down at the young woman who sat beside him, it was difficult to reconcile his memories with what he saw now. If not for Hannes wolf pelt, he wouldnât have recognized her at all.
Of course, she was the only reason heâd volunteered for this diplomatic run around. Everyone knew how it would play out. They would pretend to tolerate the Hylians, the Hylians would pretend to tolerate them, the King would make a bid for access to Erlang Pass, and the Schwertans would tell him to fuck off as politely as possible before returning to Lychea.
Rinse and repeat until war broke out.
He looked away from Lynne, mulling over her answer as he took in the garden scenery.Â
âYou always loved flowers...â He observed quietly, his hands pinching the fabric of his trousers.
âIâm sure your father wouldnât mind.â
why propose to your significant other with a silly sparkly ring when you can propose to them with a (much more practical) Really Cool Sword for all their frequent battle needs
â resist much, obey little. â
â if i remember correctly , that was your life MOTTO , wasnât it ? â lynn smiled , her voice kept low to match his as he stood in her doorway at such a late hour . she was awake , of course . it was difficult for the woman to sleep since she was seven . despite her teasing , she reached for her cloak to keep the night wind from biting at her skin through her nightgown . â what is it you need me for so late and in secret ? nothing good or proper , iâm sure . â
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"It was...though perhaps it held different meaning when we were children."
It was strange to see his oldest friend in the gowns and cloaks of a Hylian, but then as children, it had been easy to forget her fathers heritage, for he certainly didn't act like a Hylian.
He leaned against the doorframe, eyes scanning over her room. "Surely it wouldn't be improper to ask you to go for a walk, Lynnette?"
â GOLDEN child , lion boy ;        tell me what itâs like to CONQUER . â
                                       â FEARLESS child , broken girl ;                                                  tell me what itâs like to BURN . â
           ANDREW WASHINGTON       && .       LYNNETTE HELENEÂ
                          legend of zelda / fantasy ocs .
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You made me a tool. A weapon for corrupt officers and politicians. You made me a soldier, a killer. Can you really be surprised that I turn around and bite?
I was born in the trenches, with a rifle in my hand an my enemy wriggling on the end of my bayonet. That little boy is gone, and I have risen from his ashes.
"It's okay, I'm here. We're here to get you home."
Daliah wobbled, her balance felt off. More than off, she felt like someone had put her upside down and spun her really fast before flipping her over and over, then set her back down. Her knees felt weak, and she wasnât entirely certain she had a good enough grip on his arm to keep herself from falling.
âAndrew⌠I think Iâm goinâ to be sick.â
She told herself to just keep walking, stay moving, because if she stopped⌠Sheâd go to sleep, and she wanted to go to sleep, despite knowing she shouldnât. Her eyes blinked quickly when he picked her up, it even took a second before her brain caught on. It kind of hurt her, but all she did was make a soft whimper as she turned her face against his shoulder.
She was going to be okay. He didn't know this with any certainty, but he had to tell himself that, he had to believe that she would pull through. "Just hold on, honey..." he whispered, breathing a sigh of relief as the sound of mud squelching under his boots turned into the audible clang of a dropship ramp.
"Have you ever thought about what a strange pair we make, Sheikinah?" Andrew ran a whet stone over his sword, a small chuckle escaping him. "A Scgwertan, bred and trained for frontline warfare, and a Sheikah, trained for assassination and espionage." He was mostly rambling, but he finally looked up at the woman. She hadn't been speaking much lately, and he was trying to stimulate conversation.
      âAnd yet neither of us could kill one man,â The Sheikah muttered, red eyes staring rather blankly ahead. How easy it should have been for either of them, and it would have saved them so much PAIN and suffering, too. But they didnât. It wasnât their destiny. âIt would have made our lives so much better if we had.â
       Sheikinah rubbed her hands together, chewing on her lip beneath her cowl. It was only now, after everything was said and done, that she found the true pain that sheâd hidden from herself all these years, and she tried to do everything in her power to forget about it all.
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Sheikinah was so strong, so steadfast. She was stoic, and unfeeling, and every suppressed emotion couldnât be suppressed forever. So he held the woman in his arms, whispering gently into her ear as he felt her tears on his neck.
âI wonâtâŚI wonât justâŚwhat can I do, Sheikinah? Let me do something, I donât care what.â He pulled back, his arms untangling from her, hands rising to cup her cheeks. âItâs okay.â He whispered, gingerly wiping tears from her cheeks, the tips of his index fingers dipping beneath her cowl. âNothing is going to hurt you here. Not with me, I swear by all I hold.â
SHEIKINAH SNIFFED AGAINST HIM again, relaxing into his arms and letting her eyes slip shut. she was loathe to move while he pulled away from her, untangling her from the comfortable spot against his chest where the chill of the air bit at her very bones. she almost whined for him to pull her back and let her sleep against him. it may have been the most peaceful rest of her life.
â HOLD ME, â SHE WHISPERED THE words before looking up at him. love me was on the tip of her tongue, but she bit it. her hands reached up to wrap around his wrists instead. she slowly pulled them down, his hands taking her cowl down with them until they rested on her shoulders and her face was bared to him. then, in a moment, she leaned forward and kissed him.
There were so many things that he was not prepared for in a chain, he was speechless. He'd imagined what Sheik looked like under her cowl many times but none of it compared to the real thing. She was beautiful. He was going to tell her something to that effect when she leaned forward, pressing her lips to his. He returned the kiss after a moment of surprise, once again pulling the blonde close against him.
Even as they had to part for air, he held her close, enveloping the Sheikah with his warmth. He pressed his forehead to hers, his gaze soft as he kept eye contact. "I love you." He whispered softly.
"So." The single word was how he opened up the follow-up meeting to exchange information, the awkwardness exemplified by his uneasy stance. He seemed a little less on the dead-man-walking side of things this time around, a little more lively but still very beaten down. "You have what I need?"
There was a momentâs pause before she answered him. Â âAm I still breathing? Â Of course I do.â Â The hood fell down onto her shoulders; there was no reason to keep up her cover around him now, he knew who she was, perhaps better than she knew herself. Â âHyperion has a way of keeping track of their employees for life, whether they know it or not. Â They can run, but they canât hide. Â Itâs inhumane, but beneficial for you.â Â There was a blip from his Echo signifying the transfer of data in the form of a blinking pin prick on his map. Â âThatâll lead you right to him; heâs holed up playing bandit near the Fridge.â
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He let out a small âhumphâ sound, scuffing at the floor with his boot. âWell you know me Angel, I donât do things halfway. Sure you donât need a scary and mysterious strongman known only as âCrowâ, Blackbird?â A little bit of his old humor was seeping in. âI could pretend to be some sort of bloodthirsty golem and you could pretend to order me around, get yourself better prices.â
Joking aside, he looked down at the woman, arms still crossed. There was literally nothing he wanted more than to kiss her lips and hold her close to him. But instead he just nodded. âI suppose thatâs fair. Would you prefer to make an appointment, upstanding businesswoman that you are?â
It was the dryly humorous response that finally coaxed a small smile out of her. She had gone from exasperated to remorseful to amused in the span of a few hours with him, the task at hand was already proving to be a roller coaster. For a moment she wasnât sure if he was being serious with his offer; he could have easily been using it to jab at her pseudonym and the new identity sheâd made. But maybe was being sincere, offering his services as a way to prolong their time together. âWeâll see,â she said.
âI usually start out early, I can be back here by night. If things go well, early evening. The lock to the station can only be opened by me, though.â She sighed and let some tension out of her shoulders, finally relaxing some since theyâd come in. âBut thereâs another way in, you can come and go as you want.â
"I'm usually off of whatever duty I'm put on by nightfall, so I can make it here." He was silent for a second, shuffling his feet. He had to be honest with himself, he wasn't sure how this would work out. He felt like he was standing in front of a stranger, but maybe she would prove him wrong.
"So what do you say to tomorrow? See how that goes?@

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"How's about we stay in tonight, watch a movie?"
âThat sounds like the perfect idea,â she smiled, falling back onto the sofa, bouncing on the springy cushions. She didnât mind being cooped up as much when she had someone to pass the time with, and he always made it enjoyable. âWhat should we watch?â
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âI can tell you that it is.â He whispered, leaning over to press a kiss to her cheek. âAnd I can tell you, if given permission, I would gladly- hell, some would say zealously- touch that butt.â
Intimacy with Angel was slow going, and the man found he didnât mind in the slightest. He found that the easy-goingness of their love life was a welcome change from his past relationships.
She wrapped an arm loosely around his middle, pleased at the blossom of warmth lingering where his lips had been. It was a long road acclimating to being with him romantically, and even more so when it came to physical intimacy. Sometimes she felt she might be taking too long, but he never complained, never tried to rush things, and she appreciated that.Â
âAre you waiting for an invitation in the mail?â She teased, letting the words come freely now, instead of worrying if she was doing things correctly.
"I might be." He shrugged, squeezing her a bit tighter. That wasn't to say he wouldn't jump at the chance but when it came to Angel, making out on the couch was ten times as fine as he supposed it should have been.
"Or I'm just waiting for permission from the girl who owns the butt I'm so interested in." He stuck his tongue out at her.