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You might know my main. I'm not sure if I'll share this blog openly or no.

You can call me Cyber, Cobalt or Webdings, pronouns it/its, but they/them is also cool. I'm 17, so a minor, but I'm not like a baby. (Please have a clear "minors dni" somewhere on top of your blog if you don't want me to interact)

This is my blog for. I'm not sure. Probably pictures of electronics and digital stuff. I like those. I'm most likely NOT robotkin, but I might reblog from alterhuman/nonhuman blogs because some of y'all are way too relatable.

Original posts will be tagged on a "tw word" and "cw word" template when needed, but I won't tag obscure triggers in reblogs.

DNI, because of course: Basic DNI criteria - Pedos/MAPs, Zoos, Proshippers, Queerphobes of any kind, TERFs, Racists. NSFW blogs, drama/discourse/callout blogs. I'd also prefer if blogs with a lot of content of Vi/vzi/epo/p's works on them didn't interact.

Pinned may, and probably will change.

       . . ♥ . .  TODAY WAS THE DAY. Mipha had been planning how special she would make it for her friend. Today was not only meant to celebrate the completion of the over a year long project of remaking Zora’s Domain, but it was also the day she had planned to finally tell Yumi just how important she was. 

Last time Mipha confessed her feelings ( to a human ), the two were torn apart with the monsters being thrown below ground and the humans (including her love) remaining above ground. It was painful, not even being allowed a chance to say goodbye, last time seeing him with the promise to meet at sunset the following night to watch the stars together. 

Finally... after the pain the past hundred something years subsided, allowing her heart to find another. She’d just have to hope her friend reciprocated and enjoy every moment like it was their last. She finished stepping across the bridge, a bright smile on her lips at the sight of the other once more.

      . . ♥ . . SOME DAYS WERE MORE DIFFICULT THAN OTHERS. Her own mother had been gone for years now, yet the pain felt so fresh on days when she just needed a mother’s advice. Her father certainly did his best, but there were certain things that she would need a WOMAN’S advice for, and her father was not the best in the romantic department-- ESPECIALLY when it involved his precious girl. She had followed her heart enough against his will already, how could she bring herself to ask advice now ??

Eyes momentarily were cast up at the Gerudo, her current mother-figure. Just because she viewed the other in such a light, didn’t mean it was fair to cast that role upon her. She’d been trying to decide what to do for awhile now, and being stuck WAITING for the other Champions to catch up just left her with too much on her mind. Hands tightened around her sash as she tried to will herself to finally speak up. 

       . . ♥ . .  LIGHT STEPS ECHOED THROUGH THE CAVERNS OF WATERFALL. Golden eyes gazed around, trying to walk slow enough to allow the child to keep up. She paused after a moment before holding a hand out to the human. “ It will get dark, there isn’t much lighting here. If you still wish to see my home, I will need you to hold my hand until we get to the glow rocks. ” 

“Thanks for this, by the way, this is going to be the BEST weekend ever.”

A getaway was just what the raven-haired beauty & bubbly blonde needed that autumn weekend. Tensions have been ever-rising in Riverdale, though that should come to no one’s surprise. Hiram Lodge had returned and Liz Forbes kept investigating on how the man could be nothing but trouble. Advised her daughter to cut ties with the Lodge’s.

But Caroline was not going to punish a daughter for her father’s mistakes. She had seen the heart V had, seen the will to CHANGE, and firmly believed that everyone deserved a second chance.

Besides, when did she ever dictate her social circle because of her mom’s advise. Half her boyfriends thus far had been in direct contradiction to her mother’s voice of reason ( which, annoyingly, always turned out accurate ) so Caroline remained loyal to her friend. Besides, she wasn’t going to say no right before a trip to NEW YORK CITY. She wasn’t stupid.

Blonde curls cascaded past her revealed shoulders, it was her FOURTH outfit she had put together for her first night hitting the clubs, and how she longed to dress to impress, to blend in with the elite.

    ღ── DARKNESS ENGULFED the Zora princess. Her purpose had been fulfilled, her soul was free. At least── that was how it was SUPPOSED to go. Why then was she still aware and here ?? Why was she still able to remember everything ?? How long was it supposed to take until she was taken to her next life ??

               FINALLY, HER mind began to fade away. Her time was finally gone, wasn’t it. All those memories she held so dear to her heart began to fade away. ‘ Please... be happy for me, Link... ’ She thought as the last bit of herself seemed to dissappear.

               AND THEN CAME THE SHOOTING PAIN. A loud gasp escaped her as her golden eyes shot open. Darkness greeted her, water encompassing her. Slowly light drained in as the lid above her slowly opened and welcomed her to the world around her. A shaky hand reached up to grab the side of the container, another clutching her chest. She felt so weak, and strained, every movement causing another searing pain to shoot through her body.

               WHAT-- WHERE WAS SHE ?? Slowly, she pulled herself from the chamber, gasping with the pain every movement gave her. Confusion struck her as she struggled to learn what happened, where was she and── WHO WAS SHE ??

           “ It... hurts... ” Her words were barely whispers, voice strained and raspy with the attempts to speak. But-- she had to try to find someone, ANYONE to help her. Just EXISTING  was causing her such pain. There was no energy to pull herself any further than she already had, the strange room she resided in began to swirl around her, all strength beginning to fade.

  ღ── NO MATTER the amount she struck down, more seemed to appear. How eager the enemy was to try and strike the Champion down as she went to offer a private prayer to the Goddess. No escort, no guard, farther from Zora’s domain than she usually will stray-- it was a rare and perfect opportunity to try and STRIKE DOWN the Zora princess. 

              EXHAUSTION CREPT into her muscles as they began to ache with this constant movement. She needed to finish this fight quick── Just as she began to make a mental strategy to strike them down and swiftly retreat to the water, the sound of electricity filled the air. Gaze SNAPPED up to the Bokoblin resting on a rock above her, shock arrow knocked and ready to go. She was already slowed from small injuries adding up and the exhaustion filling her, could she truly keep up avoiding SHOCK ARROWS on top of it all ??