#sorry four

TW: Blood under the cut

A compilation of the ask game I played last night. People sent me a one word prompt, and I wrote a three sentence fic based on the word. It was really fun, so I think I'll definitely do it again sometime!

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Cake 

Wild has never experienced love in their short memory, but they think this might be what love feels like.

"I know the cooks in the castle are really good, Wild, but it is only cake,"  Warriors says, looking slightly concerned about the adoring look in Wild's eyes as he stares at the slice of cake he'd just taken a bite out of.

"It's not only cake, and you need to escort me to the kitchens right now so I can interrogate the chefs about this recipe," Wild said, griping Warriors' arm tightly, and dragging the reluctant captain away.

Reppel

Legend sighed, not daring to look down, and cursed the fact that this cliff was between them and the town they needed to get to. All his muscles were shaking, and his heart pounded as he repelled down the cliff face towards the rest of the group waiting for him at the bottom.

He couldn't let the other heroes know or they would never let him live down the fact that he- the veteran, the one with the most experience, who has faced countless terrifying monsters- was scared of heights.

Scarlet

There was very little color in Hyrule's era, especially when compared to eras such as Wild's, which was bursting with colorful animals and wildflowers in every hue available.

The color he was intimately familiar with, though, was the bright scarlet of blood.

It had always been a bad sign to see that familiar red, but after he realized what exactly the monsters hunting him wanted his blood for, his dislike of the color quickly turned into revulsion.

Knitted

The knitted sweater was a garish shade of green, with yellow yarn- which clashed with the green- forming shaky decorations around its cuffs and collar.

It was a truly hideous thing, but it would certainly explain what Wind had been working on over the last few weeks which he had refused to allow Warriors to see.

"I love it, Wind, thank you."

Survivor

They were all survivors, everyone one of them. He looked around the camp, taking in the friendly chatter and happy ambiance, and he desperately wished that they could have this experience while not on a deadly quest that could go sour at any moment.

They were all survivors, but he wished they didn't have to be.

Sneeze

"Achoo!"

Legend didn't say anything, letting Hyrule keep his pride, but internally, he melted at the adorable sound. Who knew the traveler would have such a cute-sounding sneeze?

wind - no freckles, actually. he gets horribly burned from the sun but luckily avoided the freckle genes (though he sometimes wished he had freckles too, because his grandma used to describe wind’s mom for him when he was younger and she always described his mother as having lots of freckles)

warriors - on his face, especially around his forehead. they’re not very noticeable and they’re only really on his face because of how much armor he wears when going out, but he covers it anyway. less out of insecurity and more just keeping with the time — nobility spent much less time doing labor outside than the poor folk, and their lack of freckled or marked skin became a sign of class

time - freckle free, but obsessed with malon’s when he was younger because none of the kokiri ever had freckles. he described the seeing them like looking through a telescope at the stars for the first time when malon asked about his fascination. in times when he was in a panic or woke from a night terror, malon would have him trace them until he found constellations he knew. she’d ask him to explain their name and where following them would lead until he calmed back down again.

legend - everywhere. literally everywhere. his face, his hands, his shoulders, his legs, especially, since he doesn’t wear pants or any kind of sunblock either. most times he wears an extra charm or two to cover it up while travelling in case there are social expectations that come with freckles (like warrior’s noble class), and the entire chain is floored when legend takes off the charm for the first time in order to clean it.

twilight - he doesn’t freckle a bit despite all the time he spends out in the sun helping out with work around town. the most emotional he’s gotten about the topic was fending off a group of kids trying to poke fun at another kid in his hometown with freckles. after that he makes a point not to tease anyone about their freckles.

four - had lots of freckles as a kid, but they somehow faded as he got older. some people told him it was just part of growing up, his body changing and all that, but four thinks it might’ve been because of all the strange magic he’s been exposed to over the years.

wild - freckles. everywhere (that isn’t covered in scars at least). wasn’t too noticeable before the calamity and, like warriors, he covered up those that showed, but they became much more prominent afterwards, to the point purah checked him for illness. zelda says the shrine could’ve biologically altered his body, but wild thinks it’s just him travelling out a lot more. he still covers the ones on his face, but how does it to try and make his appearance less shocking for people he meet, who are usually disoriented enough by his abundance of scars.

hyrule - tons of freckles! similar to wild, his freckles are more apparent thanks to the sheer amount of outdoor travelling he does, but unlike wild, hyrule doesn’t try to hide his. covering up? using elixirs? wearing a charm?? no thanks. if he comes across someone wanting any of that for their freckles, sure he’ll do it, but hyrule‘s actually pretty fond of his freckles — which his princesses call sun kisses — and doesn’t see the point of using that himself.