#courageoushero

{ ;; ☀ ;; }  -With her back turned to the other presence, Gallilea was not too pleased at someone interrupting her moment of peace when sitting alone in her homeland however presented no signs of this.

Is the muse merciful or cruel?

Actually…a very tough question. Link is kind and merciful by nature - it’s part of the whole “heroic spirit” shebang. So I’d say he’s pretty merciful, at first. But he gets tainted, both by the Sacred Beast and by the journey before him. Because, y’know, as much as the Sacred Beast is a weapon with no morals and all, at the end of the day it’s Link who makes the decision to kill. And at first, of course, he doesn’t realise that the Shadow Beasts are actually transformed Twili and that there’s a lot of innocent blood on his hands. But eventually he does realize that, and it sorta…breaks him, I guess. He really learns what war is all about. It’s not pretty and and it’s not full of glory like all the legends make it out to be - it’s dark and gritty and bloody and taxing. And at some point, he learns this isn’t the first time his done this - his spirit has lived through countless wars between light and shadow, always choosing to aid light. But that doesn’t really atone for all the blood he’s left behind. There is some part of him that is cruel, and though he rarely acknowledges it, it’s there, born of a war-torn mind.

【 ♔ 】— It was not uncommon for King Michael to host an audience in his hall, though it was certainly a rarity to see another face when the sun was at its highest. Despite the strangeness, however, he heeded his summons as a proper king should - swiftly and hiding his dismay. Though, perhaps the latter was more difficult to achieve; the force with which he pushed open the doors to the hall showed ill-hidden irritation. He had been interrupted in the middle of his midday meal, and his former life as a freerider had taught him to value every moment with food before him. Really, though, he wasn't angry - he only ever looked that way.

The Fool: Tell an embarrassing story.

It was perhaps sorry to note that he was brimming with such tales; mayhaps there had never been a clumsy hero, but he would be the first. When a sword was not in his hand, he was liable to trip over his own feet, thus providing excellent fodder for stories at his own expense.

"When I was a bit younger - ‘bout fifteen years old, maybe - I was takin’ a nap on the ranch. Just sleeping, nothing special. It was a slow day, so I figured I could catch a wink o’ rest. Now Talo, one of the village kids - he was about six years old at the time, and maybe even more of a troublemaker than he is now, and trust me when I say that means a lot. So Talo snuck on up to the ranch with a pot and a wooden spoon and started making a hell of a racket, tryin’ to spook the herd. ‘Course, Ordon goats are hardy folk that don’t get scared so easy, but they didn’t take too kindly to the noise. They got all worlds of angry, so o’ course they went to charge him. And fortune had it that I was right between him and the herd, and since the goats tend to like me, they stopped. I woke up ‘cause of the noise, so I started yellin’ at Talo for irritating the goats. But see, my hollarin’ got them mad. I didn’t stop running ‘til sundown.”

Finicky little things, the goats were, but he would have a special place in his heart for them always, no matter how many times he got headbutted.

big spoon/little spoon: they’d alternate a lot but i think overall first would be the big spoon more often

favorite non-sexual activity: honestly just lying around and staring at clouds like losers together

who uses all the hot water: they don’t really have hot water??? and if they did i think they’d both be really considerate and leave some for the other

most trivial thing they fight over: breathes heavily bc ptsd and not wanting help and terrible

who does most of the cleaning: first. twi is a pig.

what has a season pass on their dvr/who controls the netflix queue: if they had netflix, i’d expect that they both share and they’d watch the same shows because even if they didn’t like ‘em they’d want to spend time together

who calls up the super/landlord when the heat’s not working: twi because he actually knows rusl

who steals the blankets: both and i want to say mostly twi but nah. they both just have a war over the blankets in their sleep.

who leaves their stuff around: twi bc he exists in “organized’ chaos

who remembers to buy the milk: twi because he likes visiting his goats and milk is a wonderful thing

who remembers anniversaries: they both do and they both get really excited omg

who cooks normally?: twi because first burns everything (but first tries to help anyway)

how often do they fight?: they don’t really fight so much as just avoid each other and it’s awfully unhealthy as this entire relationship is and it’s really bad

what do they do when they’re away from each other?: see this is where unhealthiness comes back into play bc they would do nothing but worry a lot

nicknames for each other?: twi and first are already sorta nicknames, but twi also calls first an idiot so

who is more likely to pay for dinner?: i feel like they really wouldn’t go out to dinner much but if they did they’d both pay for it

who steals the covers at night?: this has been discussed above

what would they get each other for gifts?: kisses and hugs

who kissed who first?: iT SORTA JUST HAPPENED

who made the first move?: first and  his awful pickup lines

who remembers things?: i think first would have a better handle on what they’re supposed to be doing and he’d remember anything they need to do in the coming weeks

who started the relationship?: uh

who cusses more?: twi tho

Lives, lived, will live…

Long and grueling had his journey been, and longer still it would go on, for salvation, for survival. There could only be one outcome in which he escaped with his life, and such end could only come with victory. Success was life or death, survival or being reborn anew in another time with the danger and difficulty of his journey increasing tenfold.

"If I fail, I die," he answered simply, "and if I die, I fail." There was nothing else to say - so long as he could hold a sword in his hand, he would keep fighting. Everything rode on victory. Everything.