Exy was a bastard sport, an evolved sort of lacrosse on a soccer-sized court with the violence of hockey, and Neil loved every part of it from its speed to its aggression. It was the one piece of his childhood he’d never been able to give up.
please don’t think of this as a big deal!! i will still be posting dan and phil art, just now in addition to art for some of my other interests! i just didn’t want to keep a phandom url and make people think i was 100% phan when i’m not :’)
thank you for supporting me for the last 4 years! i will never be able to express how much it means to me ♡♡♡
link only knowing his name because zelda told it to him immediately after he woke up
link hearing zeldas voice again for the first time in a century and understanding it as a strangers voice while it simultaneously stirs some tiny speck of familiarity somewhere in the deepest part of his subconscious
link walking around hyrule, feet wandering down paths he doesnt even remotely know through seemingly alien muscle memory
the scars littering links skin aching in a vague, hazy memory of the pain that accompanied them there, but with no recollection of what put them there
the familiar feeling of the raising of the hair on his neck upon catching the movements of a guardian out of the corner of his eye, despite having only just learned what the relentless monsters were
the aching tug of guilt in his chest when faces fall after their ecstatic cries of dont you remember me? are met with silence
the vague, ever present sense of déjà vu that accompanies everything he sees, hears, smells, tastes, does
the incessant guilt weighing on his skin at some thing hed done that he cant even begin to recall
the constant tickle at the back of his mind of i know this, ive seen this, i know i have but not knowing quite how or why or when or where or who
finally getting at least a few precious memories back only to realize he was remembering the dead, remembering a hyrule that hadnt existed for a hundred years
I’m not gonna do an intro sentence because I think the request summarizes this gloriously.
Request: “Did you see that post about Bear Grylls!Link and Total Aristocratic!Sidon? Like prim and proper Sidon gazing adoringly at his half naked BF wrestling with Wolf!Link as Muzu looks on in horror. I’d personally love to see a story about it.” Requested by @absolmon (sorry the normal linking system wouldn’t work for some reason.)
Word Count: 510 words. (It keeps getting lower, sorry.)
Warnings: Mildly Suggestive Content
Muzu would admit that in the beginning, his hatred for Link was bigoted and unreasonable. Despising him simply for being a hylian was an awful thing to do. As much as hated to admit it, he still held some resentment for Mipha’s death, even though he knew it was out of the hero’s control.
This, however, he was confident was a justifiable cause for his horror.