#swevene

plausible offspring :: open

send a ship for a resulting child

@swevene sent: Hildr and Raguna kiddo ??

Name: Vivica

Gender: Female

General Appearance: While on the shorter side, she carries herself in a way that demands respect. The noble appearance is broken when she smiles, an unabashedly sharp smirk that some say is like her mother's, but ... the hair and eyes are more like her dad's.

Personality: Very outgoing and adventurous! Was climbing trees not long after she was able to walk. Has a tomboy streak and is a nuisance to the maids who are responsible for keeping her clean. But means so well. Will pick fights if she sees bad folks.

Special Talents: Swordplay. Which she picked up by sneaking off to spend time with various knights. Prefers using rapiers but ends up proficient with several.

Who they like better: Hildr! Who do you think instilled that naughty streak? Loves them both dearly, of course. And it's not like her dad is a killjoy.

Who they take after more: Hildr... need we say more? HOWEVER- she prefers gardening over painting :')

Personal Head canon: Refuses to marry anyone who can't beat her in a sword duel. This keeps her unwed for some time... ends up falling for someone who can't swordfight at all. Calls off her own deal.

@swevene asked: [ storm ] caught in the midst of a torrential downpour, sender can't help but close the distance and kiss receiver in the rain - link different kinds of kisses

The past few days spent in Ordon Village had been some of the best of her life. The village, though active during the day between the children running around and the residents tending to their crops and animals, was much more calm and serene than Hyrule Castle or Castle Town. Zelda was particularly fond of how quiet and quaint the forest village was, enjoying walks through the shaded wood paths in the evenings or reading out by the spring.

They were headed back to the village from the forest, having just made it to Ordon Bridge, when thunder rumbled over head, sounding just before the sky opened in a downpour of rain.

Link and Zelda had done their best to hurry back, but their efforts were futile. They were halfway across the bridge when the onslaught of rain came down, and by the time they made it to the part of the trail that opened to Ordon Spring, they were both drenched. Despite the saturated clothes that clung tight and heavy around her body and the hair that stuck to her face, the princess couldn’t help but to laugh. When was the last time she’d been out in the rain like this? When was the last time she hadn’t had to care about how pristine she and her clothes looked?

When the princess realized Link was now laughing alongside her, a grin spread to her face. They were already soaked, which meant there wasn’t any reason to rush back to the village — it wasn’t like things could get worse, though she wouldn’t have actually called this a bad situation.

A playful sparkle in her eyes, Zelda reached out to grasp onto Link’s arm, tugging him back towards the spring with her. They’d spent so much of their time here since arriving in Ordon, why let this evening be any different?

The effort to get Link to follow was minimal, and the grin on her lips only seemed to grow as he accompanied her to the edge of the spring. Removing her boots, she kicked them off to the side before holding out her arms and twirling in a circle, embracing the rain that came down on them. It felt like being a kid again, something the Hylian royal never imagined she'd once again experience. She waded out into the water, going far enough that the spring came about halfway up her shins before she turned around, casting her gaze back in Link’s direction.

The hero’s eyes were locked on her, his expression an unreadable mask. She was just about to hold out her hand and beckon for him to join her, but Link was moving before she could do so. In a matter of seconds, he’d completely closed the distance between them, his hand lifting to press against her hip.

And then he’d leaned in and kissed her.

While the kiss did initially catch the princess by surprise, she found herself melting into him as her heart pounded against her chest. It took her only a second before she was leaning into him, kissing him back as her left hand rose to tenderly caress his cheek. 

They were in Ordon, caught out in the middle of a storm, and Link was kissing her! When they’d departed for this trip, Zelda never would have believed this was where it would lead.

❛ there  has  to  be  something  that  will  bring  some  light  to  the  darkness, ❜  a  soft  frown  on  his  lips,  brows  knitting  together  in  thought,  ❛ perhaps  a  favorite  book? ❜  an  offer  drawn  from  his  own  personal  preference.  though,  he  knows  not  everyone  shares  the  same  interests.  ❛ or  writing,  a  journal  or  a  letter  to  a  loved  one? ❜  he considers  that  may  be  difficult  with  his  paw-like  hands.  a  moment  of  quiet  passes  between  them  before  a  thought  occurs  to  eric.  ❛ or  perhaps  you  could  look  to  the  stars  for  some  light. . . ❜  he  himself  has  spent  countless nights  simply  staring  into  the  darkened  sky,  observing  the  constellations.  finding  it  a  brilliant  way  to  pass  sleepless  nights.  ❛ do  you  own  a  telescope? ❜ 

🌸  ┊ letter received from  @swevene       Alv Nygard :  “I’d compliment your beauty, but I can’t see it under there. You’ll have to accept my compliments to your mask instead, it’s quite lovely.” / 🎭 Masquerade Ball Starters 🎭

        ❝  thank you, Sir. your attempt at flattery is noted, but considering beauty is in the eye of the beholder, it would be a bold assumption to make or compliment given we do not even know one another.  ❞    she spoke softly despite the tone of her voice holding a hint of amusement. moving her hands before her waist, her fingertips touched together in order to create a more relaxed look. her gold and red jewelry glistening against the candle light and showed against the soft pink hanfu that fitted around her small frame. the fabric was as a show of her station, one that she would choose to wear save for events such as this, for the style was made to match her Phoenix Mask, for it ruffled a bit with dark pink feathers.

          this ball was to be the first of many that she would be attending this season, for now she was age to joining her family for a tour of other kingdoms. but it was no secret that she did not want to be here, for she found little comfort in large gatherings such as this and being surrounded by false attempts at flattery. and though she had promised to behave herself, she knew that she would not last long.

        ❝  but, i will praise your originality of your compliment, for all those who came before you simply spoke of my beauty and asked for a dance. none have said anything about my mask, nor the fact that it leaves little to be seen of my face.  ❞    the curve of her lips twitched a little to show a ghost of a smile.      ❝  tell me, what is it your mask is supposed to represent ?  ❞

compare muse heights!

cyneric could eAT HER. but instead he's letting her eat his food, what a guy... beast... whATEVER.

send me 👹 and I will assign your muse a yokai or kami that reminds me of them! [accepting]

Hildr reminds me of Otohime! Otohime was a supposed goddess/princess who lived in the mountains, her voice able to project anywhere to answer questions with complete certainty. The townspeople used her guidance to remove lies and thievery. However, she was eventually discovered to be a kitsune who had been killed by a hunter's trap.

Hildr's kindness and creativity make me think of the supposed kami who solved problems that didn't involve her, and rose beyond being just a fox to something more.