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four swords linktober part 2 guest starring valensuela, the dragon shadow used to commit arson, and my dog from Real Life
If you're still taking those prompts, I just thought of a potentially angsty one: 76 with Green and Valensuela.
Green & Valensuela: prompt 76 (heavy boots)
Green's heart thuds against his ribs as he races through the narrow, twisting corridors of the pyramid. With every step, he can hear the heavy armored boots of the phantom knight—
stomp, stomp, stomp
—never far behind.
Attacking directly had failed. Trying to be clever with those flammable pots of oil had failed. His only hope now is to stay ahead of the phantom, outrun it until he can find the exit. But the pyramid is a maze, and while he's faster on his feet than the phantom, he can never seem to lose it. Eventually, he risks hitting a dead end and being trapped.
stomp, stomp, stomp
The worst part is that he knows those footsteps. Those footsteps used to follow him though Hyrule Castle, playing hide-and-seek when he was little. Those footsteps had often come to his dad's door, asking for advice or just offering to share a drink. Those were the footsteps of Valensuela, who is basically an uncle to Green.
He can't describe how he knows, how to distinguish those steps from any other, but hearing that sound... he knows who it is. Just as he would know his father's, or Artura's, or anyone else who is family to him. He knows.
stomp, stomp, stomp
He thinks back to the castle, when they'd faced off against enemies in familiar armor. He had been terrified, not knowing if they were constructs or mind-controlled friends. He'd been unable to draw his sword. Paralyzed at the thought of hurting a friend, an uncle, a cousin. Red had stabbed one of them through with his sword, and Green felt his heart stop, only to start again when empty armor – nothing but smoke inside – clattered to the ground.
stomp, stomp, stomp
He thinks he knows better now. If it had been them, he would have known by sound, by the way they moved.
stomp, stomp, stomp
Like he knows now.
stomp, stomp, stomp
Knows that whatever this is—
stomp, stomp, stomp
—stalking him through the pyramid—
stomp, stomp, stomp
—getting closer with every racing heartbeat...
Whatever is inside that armor, it is enough Valensuela to walk with his gait.
The Knights Squires of Hyrule (+ one Page)
From left to right:
no name given in the manga
no name given but I like to think this one’s Artura
Valensuela
the Captain / Link’s dad
A few more headcanons and thoughts under the cut:

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