❛ NAPTA (semi hiatus)

( i’m going to be taking a v quick break from writing!! this will most likely last until next friday on the 30th of march. i have…too many assignments i need to get to…way too much work to be done…this applies to my other blog, viisaus, too! )

               small? pure? defended at all costs? how kindly                            does this one speak and think of the child! it warms                            his weary heart to know that there are still those                            as considerate as this man out there. (even if he                            does feel quiet indignation at the completely                            inaccurate accusation. he doesn’t always break                            pots or destroy bushes for rupees! well…most                            of the time, anyway. )

               YOU PROTECT THE DEVIL, DO YOU REALISE                            THIS?

                                        ❝ thank…you. ❞

               cucco here, once again, to tell you that this is FALSE!!                            HOW DARE YOU LIE ABOUT THIS DEVICE!! IT IS                            HORRIBLE! WHY WOULD ANYONE BUY THIS                            GREMLIN THING.

( on the other hand, he loathes winter with a burning passion. it brings sickness and snow and everything is so cold and he does not have the resources to protect him from these harsh conditions. he does lug a downy blanket around with him on his travels but even that isn’t enough to save him from nearly freezing to death. he usually hunkers down in an town or village when it comes to this, and tries to wait out the worst of winter. )

( however, if you were to schedule that meeting in, say, a few days or a week, he would most likely forget about it and just not show up altogether if you do not remind him the day before. he may have a great sense of time, but his memory can be a little lacking, particularly in regards to anything he does not consider to be important! )

               hello, cucco here, i disagree with most of this but can                            100% confirm the trigger happiness — i was hit twenty                            times alone by this thing and had to scrap it. an awful                            product. 0/10 would buy again.

               the boy nods in quiet thanks and the mask is put away,                             tethered to the side of belted hip. he does nothing                             further, then --- only remains as still as he can for the                             remainder of the scrutiny. but his gaze follows the                             other round and round, too mesmerised by the beauty                             of sandy fur to be placed elsewhere. so magnificently                             does this one’s coat shine, and mark how flocculent                             that tail looks! (is it as soft and fluffy as it looks? oh,                             how he wants to touch it!)

( gladly! for someone who doesn’t smile very often, link has quite a lot of them in his repertoire of facial expressions. there’s the sheepish smile, the disappointed smile, the wry smile, the wistful smile…but the brightest of them all is, undoubtedly and unsurprisingly, his truly delighted smile! it’s a very wide grin that shows quite a lot of teeth and scrunches his face up in the most adorable fashion. his round cheeks are pressed right up against his eyes, crinkling them and just! further accentuating how joyfully brilliant his smile is! it’s very much a child’s smile, complete with glowing cheeks and elevated ear tips!! he only ever shows such bliss when he's laughing very heartfully! )

( i’m laughing because no he does not! he sees it as a very annoying hindrance that brings unnecessary complications to his life, including things like: mud-slicked pathways that are definitely not suitable for walking, let alone horse riding; colds that render him sick for days and days; thunderstorms that make everything worse — it basically inhibits him from continuing his travels and he absolutely despises that. )

( definitely tea!! with milk. and sugar. (a lot of milk and sugar.) coffee is bitter and icky and he doesn’t understand why so many others drink it. he comes to appreciate it when he’s much older, though. )

( oh, definitely the sun! he very much enjoys the warmth it emits as well as the timeless spectacle it offers when it both rises and sets!! its rays treat him kindly --- caresses his skin with a tenderness akin to that of a mother's touch. the sun reminds him of golden days, where the world didn’t seem as cruel and he was still just a little boy without a fairy. the memories the stars and moon evoke are...not quite as pleasant. )

                                                           cherished by stingray.