🌼 - please feel free to edit pronouns and tweak if needed!

“ Forgive me. “

“ Above you! “

“ Open your eyes. “

“ Try to remember. “

“ You are our final hope. “

“ So, you’re finally awake. “ 

“ I think you are now ready. “

“ Well done there, young one. “

“ It has been quite a long time. “

“ You remember me, don’t you? “

“ You must hurry before it’s too late. “

“ This reminds me of the time we first met. “

“ Perhaps we could spend some time together. “

“ I hope you know that I will always protect you. “

“ Pardon the entrance, but you’re a Hylian, aren’t you? “

“ I was always willing to heal your wounds, even back then. “

“ Here we are. Looks like this is where the real work starts. “  

“ You have been asleep for the past one hundred years. “ 

“ You are the light that must shine upon this land again. “

“ I was hoping perhaps you would have a moment to talk. “ 

“ The time has come for me to show you who I truly am. “

“ I have no right to ask this of you, but I am powerless here. “

“ When the beast regains its true power, this world shall face its end. “

“ We just don’t seem to know much about what we’ll be up against. “

“ I thought it was funny how you looked grown-up so much faster than I did. “ 

❝ I just think you’re really special. You deserve special things in your life. ❞

❝ I mean, anyone would be lucky to date you. ❞

❝ Thief, I can tell you’ve been using my soap. You smell just like it. ❞

❝ So… How do I look? Like if we were about to go on a date, what would you think? ❞

❝ This is a little weird, but… Would you kiss me and see how this chapstick tastes? ❞

❝ All I’m saying is, I’d prioritize your orgasm over mine. ❞

❝ I covered your bed in rose petals for science. Take a look and tell me if it’s too much. ❞

❝ I’m kinda scared my kissing skills suck. Would you… Y’know. Practice with me? ❞

❝ How weird is it that our heights make our crotches match up perfectly? ❞

❝ Pull my hair again and this is gonna get real awkward real fast. ❞

❝ Sorry I, uh… Walked in on your alone-time. I swear I didn’t see much. ❞

❝ Dinner’s on me if you please, please rub my back. ❞

❝ Your morning wood poked me, it happens. Doesn’t have to be weird or anything. ❞

❝ I sorta had a bad day. Just cuddle up with me for a little while, please? ❞

❝ You deserve so much better than this. If you were mine, I’d… ❞

❝ I almost feel like you belong to me, like you’re my own personal person. ❞

❝ Is it weird that I always miss you more than I miss my actual girlfriend/boyfriend? ❞

❝ I can tell you’re pissed off. Just lie back, I’ll dish out my famous shoulder massage. ❞

❝ Can we kiss? I just really need to be kissed right now. ❞

❝ You’re welcome to stay, but remind me why I’m the little spoon in my own bed? ❞

              ⦑ @hyelia ⦒

THE     ART     OF     EMBROIDERY   ,          OF     STITCH     WORK          &          KNOTTING          &          THREADS   ,          like     a     second     skin          /          an     extended     limb   ,          a     habitual     pattern     as     intrinsic     as     holding     a     sword   .          sown     into     marrow     is     tender     compassion          /          though     too     is     it     lacquered     with     a     coat     of     vigor          &          fervor          (     this     hand     that     is     innate     with     celestial     patronage          /          this     hand     that     wields     𝐠𝐨𝐝   -  𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭     reparation   ,          too     wields     prodigious     ruin  !          )          subsumed     all     ‘neath     callous     yet     impartial     palms          /          manic     iron   -  barred     belligerence          /          can     you     feel     the     war     that     courses     in     his     veins   ,          the     bellicose     drumming     that     is     his     pulse     beneath     your     fingertips  ?

not     even     a     glance     is     pardoned   ,          though     they     entwine   ,          these     cloudless     skies     still     dark     as     𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭     below     the     sun   .          all     is     at     stand  -  still   .          not     even     the     wind     seems     to     blow     though     the     tall     grass     moves   ,          swaying   ,          swaying     but     to     where   ?          

me, scared and confused:

what would completely break your character?

what was the best thing in your character’s life?

what was the worst thing in your character’s life?

what seemingly insignificant memories stuck with your character?

does your character work so they can support their hobbies or use their hobbies as a way of filling up the time they aren’t working?

what is your character reluctant to tell people?

how does your character feel about sex?

how many friends does your character have?

how many friends does your character want?

what would your character make a scene in public about?

for what would your character give their life?

what are your character’s major flaws?

what does your character pretend or try to care about?

how does the image your character tries to project differ from the image they actually project?