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#MUSE / Hero of the Wild
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It took a hard battle in the air, but combined with Tulin's aid, the ice worm of the air, Colgera, was defeated. As the beast crashes and disappears in a puff of black smoke, something appears at the bottom. Or rather, several things, actually. The usual heart container, a strange stone and...a Rito!?
"Link, there's someone that came out of that thing!" Tulin cries out. He swore the Rito was somehow familiar, but he was struggling to remember it.
But it wasn't just any Rito. It was one with familiar black feathers, a yellow beak, those beige pants like feathers. And a blue scarf, the mark of a champion chosen by Zelda. Was that...Revali?
"...Nnngh...wh...what?" He mumbles as he begins to stir.
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radarsteddybear · 6 months
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*Puts on tinfoil hat* The real reason that Hogan's Heroes was canceled after the sixth season was because that was when they started throwing in references to threesomes and drag queens. In this essay I will
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melodious-tear · 5 months
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wild card | heroes fic aesthetic
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quillheel · 5 months
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tell link i said gaia says hi
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Tell her he said hi, too.
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note-boom · 2 years
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Huh. It only JUST hit me that Tachihara technically could feel where Tanizaki was when our boy went feral during the Cannibalism arc...
You know...metalbender Tachihara probably could vaguely sense Tanizaki the knife wielder. Respect for him keeping up appearances, I mean, but it's funny to remember that because Tanizaki almost killed the Mafia's boss
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uneasedregrets · 2 days
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On the Specter of Korok Forest
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The following are records of a phenomenon reported over the millennia in the northern reaches of Hyrule, specifically surrounding the Great Hyrule Forest. Reports seem to indicate that a ghostly figure wearing ancient armor often appears within the confines of the forest, appearing but rarely interacting with the living. Some stories speak of the specter protecting those who get lost in the woods from monsters, but these are outliers. Some folklorists connect this specter to another folktale, that of the Golden Wolf of the Great Forest.
It should also be noted that both the specter's and the wolf's appearances line up fairly close with the recovered journals of the Hero of Twilight and the reigning queen during the Twilight Crisis, some millennia ago. Skeptics have used this point of similarity to dismiss it as the common folk desiring to see something unique and interesting, so they make themselves believe a broken branch in the distance was the Hero's Shade.
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The first record of their being a shade within the Great Hyrule Forest emerges during the second founding of Hyrule by the zonai king Rauru. There were multiple reports from the common folk that there was some type of ghostly demon that walked through the forest; reports that Rauru and his Hylian queen, Sonia, took very seriously. They entered the forest no fewer than five times and, while they did find demons to seal within shrines of light, the reports of the ghost kept coming back every few years.
Strangely, it was before Hyrule's second founding that the sightings of the golden wolf took place, though these stories state the wolf could be seen anywhere from Zora's Domain to Koholit Island. Much like the Specter of Korok Forest, the wolf was never caught on camera and those who attempted to approach caused the wolf to disappear. Some folktales from around this time (which survive to this day thanks in large part to the Gerudo folklorist Ouranu) speak of how those with pure hearts, such as children, could approach these beings and be led to some treasure or another, though the details of what one must do to be rewarded with this treasure vary wildly from story to story.
In times of conflict, it is said that the Specter will emerge from the depths of the Great Hyrule Forest and fight against the forces of evil. There are several eyewitness accounts of this happening, though photographic evidence is spotty at best. During the Second Imprisoning War against Ganondorf, it is said that the Specter singlehandedly protected an entire fort filled with civilians and wounded soldiers. When the battle was over, it disappeared before anyone could approach. During the Second Great Calamity, it was reported as taking down several dozen guardians so people could safely escape. Those two accounts are the most solid evidence we have that the Specter is not a mere folktale, though many questions still remain. Who was the Specter in life? Why does it persist after death? Can anything be done to allow its tortured soul to pass on?
The most intriguing part (to this researcher, at least) is the unparalleled swordsmanship the Specter is supposed to have. In the folktales it is common that those who can impress the Specter will be given special training that takes their ability with their weapon of choice to a level unseen before. In the accounts of it fighting monsters, the specter is able to hold off an entire army with only a few weapons: a goron sized sword, a bow, bombs, and strange bombs that move in a jagged line for several feet or until touching something with its rodent-like nose, upon which it explodes.
This furthers the connection to the mythical Hero's Shade from the Era of Twilight. It was he that taught the chosen hero from that time his numerous combat techniques. According to legend, the Hero's Shade would appear to that hero as a golden wolf to guide him to special areas where he could be taught the sword techniques that would go on to kill the mythical Ganondorf- something that even the mythical Hero of Time could not achieve.
There are rumors that our hero, Link, was trained by the Specter of Korok Forest. His impeccable swordsmanship must have come from somewhere, and everyone knows of the hero's connection to the Korok Forest; the same forest that lends itself to the Specter.
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invictarre-archive · 8 months
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not to change topic, but since we're airing our (justified) grievances:
simply saying "I love OCs <333" or reblogging those support PSAs means nothing if you have no intention of interacting with them. if I can see a million cutesy positivity messages and yet all of your writing and plotting is happening with canons? hm.
same with female muses. same with crossover muses, if you say you're open to them. same with multimuses.
people aren't stupid. they know when your words aren't quite aligning with your actions. I've seen it myself: there is a massive discrepancy between how canon men are treated compared to literally every other type of character
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aparticularbandit · 4 months
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me: no, i'm not going to put junko with amnesia in this fic, kyoko wouldn't do that
also me: okay but you know the memory sucking machine has to be in the building somewhere because they'd already locked themselves in when junko took everyone's memories
me: sure, but i don't want to put all of the ideas into one fic. no
also me: okay but you know byakuya would totally find the machine at some point and just wait for the opportunity to get to junko to do that to her out of revenge right
me: ....
also me: especially since he can't kill her without setting off the purifier
me: ....
also me: and then you would get the fun of parallels. spend one half of the fic with kyoko having no memories and slowly recovering them; then spend the other half of the fic with junko with no memories
me: ....
also me: you know it's a good idea
me: i actually know the best place for that to happen, too, because it would coincide with the other plot with the remnants and could play out really well
also me: :D
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"Link? Is that really you?" A familiar voice asked, then footsteps starts approaching the mute knight, and came to a halt.
"It really is you! Link!"
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(I figure I give her a try
Link heard a familiar voice, quickly turning to look seeing who it was. His eyes widen not believe it! It was the princess. He blinks but smiled to wave at her. 'Princess!! It's been a long time since I've seen you. How are you???' he signs to her.
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hyaciiintho · 10 months
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🌸。*゚+. Starter call | @ypokosmo-theos
Perhaps fishing wouldn't have been the most exciting thing for the god, but somehow Hades had indulged him all the same when invited. The hero was determined to impress the other with a LARGE catch!
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"I don't think I ever asked you before...!" Link began, SCANNING crystalline waters for the best spot to set up. "Do you like fish?" Came the inquire, sapphires brightening shortly after whilst a victorious 'Aha!' escaped just under his breath. He had found a small gathering of fish just a few paces away, many of them looking quite HEFTY in size. This was his chance !!
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no-more-tales-tavern · 9 months
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@thelastvoidwalker sent: "While practicing her magic, Katsumi’s wild magic flairs, and accidentally summons a god-like being. What happens next is up to you"
Katsumi had gotten used to expecting the unexpected from her magic—chaos incarnate, it was, and with every violent outburst and flare of aggression, something new and strange burbled up out of the weave to aid her in her fights. Sometimes it was teleportation, sometimes it was elemental bursts, sometimes it was that she grew twice her size—but she was used to strangeness with her rage.
Accidentally summoning an elder god in the middle of her vent-session out in the middle of the forest after learning about Izuku's latest great achievement, though, was something new.
As was the feeling of that all-mighty elder god's enormous cosmic dick slamming into her womb unprotected, barrelling away into her guts with a steady smack, smack, smack of his hips against her ass, ringing through the forest clearing she'd been training in, and mixing with the passionate cries and moans of ecstasy as she felt his cockhead bully her womb into submission.
"FUCK~!! FUCK FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK~!!" the wild barbarian woman screamed out, her fat ass clapping lewdly behind her with every buck of the elder god's hips against her backside. Her arms pressed hard against the rough bark of the tree she was being plowed into, and her eyes rolled back as her cheek was pressed into it so she could look back at the cosmic being. "YOU'RE FUCKING BREAKING ME~!!"
"Then perhaps you will learn not to disturb those who shape the cosmos, child~" the Void Wanderer boomed out in a deep, foreboding voice, one hand around her supple neck to hold her steady, while the other tangled in her wild blonde hair and jerked her face away from the tree, tilting her back towards him. "Learn, or lose yourself to your punishment~"
Katsumi moaned as she was pulled back, staring into the starscape that was the elder god's face—feeling as though she was staring at something she shouldn't be. She felt her body giving way under her, her hips jerking and bucking back into his thrusts as the intensity of cock against her womb became too much to bear—with a sudden moan, she threw her head back and screamed, climaxing hard around him, as her brain went completely blank.
Behind her, the Void Wanderer let out a low grunt of pleasure, before allowing a smirk to grace his face. The blonde blowhard bitch was now little more than a fucked dumb bimbo on his cock, moaning and mumbling incoherently as she took his fucking with a lewd smile spreading slowly across her face. Chuckling, he pulled her away from the tree and snapped his fingers—a portal back to his home plane appearing behind him.
Without another word, he held his new slave close to his chest and walked through the portal, bouncing her up and down with every step he took.
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siixkiing · 1 year
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Wukong has and is 110% able to do this [x]; he will let horses buck as hard as they like and get as wild as they like since he considers it playful and fun — not just for him but for the horses. Though, he will make sure he keeps himself light when he does it and won’t put any sort of weight while he does as he does not wish to hurt them or cause any discomfort.
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walkedlegacy · 3 months
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UPDATED TAGS DROP!
please disregard this post.
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quillheel · 5 months
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❰❰ ALMOST ❱❱ to link !
❰❰ ALMOST ❱❱ our muses almost kiss but don’t or are interrupted before they do
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Something in him cannot think, cannot stop thinking, cannot stop at all, and he thinks ━ he's convinced it's going to kill him.
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Or maybe she is. Or maybe this is just what it's like, you know, to love something ━ someone, and to be able to get so close, and the world doesn't end when you do. Maybe its association, living for months in the wake of each-other, ripples on ponds that don't move and never stay still, living in the same space; in the wake of disaster, a hundred years back, a hundred years catching up to them.
Maybe it's because she didn't have to learn it like they did, how he didn't have to learn it like they did, either. One day they woke him up so he could be the apocalypse stopping the apocalypse, calamity on calamity where blood under enough pressure becomes black, black under enough pressure becomes light, light under enough pressure becomes something bigger than it could ever hope to contain, the way the cosmic dark is larger than anything, the way what's being asked of him is too. Like its a foreign concept to be given something, given something and told━ no, asked to take it, asked if he wants it, given and given graciously and given because she wants to be here, given companionship in the wake of movement; endless movement, given voice to thoughts he didn't have the language for; couldn't have the language for, and now, given touch, hand to arm to hands that don't know what to do ━ he's deerlike, funny how doe scares buck, and he can't breathe.
Please, something in him begs in the only voice he can muster, watching her. Please, a language unto itself hoping it can be understood by the negative space left in it's wake, in the way he's not thinking ━ not begging at all, but if he could, he would be. if he could, he'd move to meet her. if he could, he'd meet hers first.
Something in him cannot think, cannot stop thinking, cannot stop at all, and he's convinced it's going to kill him. Because she loves him, he's pretty sure she loves him, and he loves her, and he's pretty sure he does, and love has never been something that comes without the blood, without the black, without the light━━
And the light returns in the form of a Goddess, and the light returns in the form of a princess, and the light returns in the form of a statue. He is too acquainted with tombs, Link decides all at once like something in his chest becoming a golden bird and flying off, like a silver wire breaking and animation returns to the living stillness, he is too acquainted with tombs.
But this doesn't stop Zelda from coming, a network of parchments in her callousing hands that are learning how to work the way she's wanted to but never could before, and they almost don't catch what they've interrupted at all until they notice how close the two are together, and you can see the realization on their blue-grey eyes, in the brightened tip of their sharp ears. Link imagines with a humor he can't help that he must look the same, all tense muscle in anticipation, all soft features wide but unable to articulate that he wants her to kiss him, needs her to kiss him. He figures Zelda's expression is a little different, but close enough to draw comparisons to.
" Oh-! I'm━ " a still hazed mind gets confused on why she's introducing herself again as Zelda struggles for the words, mind too fast for her, a funny contrast to Link, who finds himself too blind in surprise for the mind to move at all ( almost gawking ) " I'm so sorry, I-I'm interrupting something, here- I'll bring these━ I-I'll go- "
Link says something reassuring he forgets the moment it's out of his mouth, beckoning them back but he's smiling and it's honest, as he shifts his hand from its aimless hovering to rest on Gaia's arm, cradling the elbow. She staggers as though struck, poise awkward as she holds the scrolls ━ construction plans, he's sure, that's what most of them have been lately ━ and glances between Link and Gaia like a mouse caught in a trap, almost asking permission to flee, but mostly just the attitude of you're serious? you're seriously asking me to stay-???
After a moment she relents, and step carefully forwards as though navigating a cave which may or may not but probably has traps in it, before gaping like a fish looking for words, and eventually settling on; " … I hope I don't make a habit out of this… " ( They most certainly will, much to their chagrin )
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goesthedistance · 9 months
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tag dump!
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general-kalani · 1 year
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What Role Do You Play In A Greek Myth?
Options include the hero, the lover, the sidekick, the mythical creature, the ruler and the god.
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Your result: The hero
you're the one with the destiny, the one that's supposed to bring order to chaos and slay that gorgon or hydra or whichever mythical being is out there. the thing is, do you want to? will you follow the path so conveniently laid out in front of you, or will you make your own? will you succeed, or will your name become associated with a cautionary tale told to children?
Tagged by: @irrfahrer​ { thank you for the tag, I’ll do the other ones soon! <3 }
Tagging: Whoever wants to do this!
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