I want to write some stuff for this but am actively nodding off so y'all just get an info dump before I forget it instead. (My baby loftwing being all fluffed and happy on my chest is not helping me focus lol)
Anyway! Miphlink baby!
I think it would be pretty neat if he was hard of hearing. The mix of Hylian/Zora genes mostly goes fine, but that's the one thing that just gets him. Part of it is because Zora and Hylian ears are different - Zora ears are small openings hidden under the side fins on their heads, and we all know about Hylian ears. Zora rely on different hearing sensors when underwater, hollowed out structures in their heads that allow, essentially, for echolocation. Miphlink baby is born with Hylian ears tucked behind thinner side fins, no structures for echolocation, and not the best hearing. So Link and Mipha have to sign with him most of the time, though he does hear a little better underwater since sound travels better underwater.
While Mipha's color scheme for her scales is like crystla red and creamy white, baby's color scheme is a lighter shade of red paired with Link's skin tone. He doesn't have claws, either, but he does have sharp incisors. He's got his dad's blue eyes.
As for size, when he's full grown he'll stand around the height of an adult Hylian man, so he'll be taller than his dad but short by Zora standards (I figure Mipha seems pretty short for her people's standards too - she is a teenager, of course, but like... she's shorter than Link. Girl is tiny). He's got the structural fins like any Zora, but his body proportions are those of a Hylian (longer legs, shorter torso, whereas Zora are shorter legs and longer torso).
He grows at a rate similar to Hylians - Zora age twice as slow as Hylians until they hit adulthood, and then they just... are adults for a million years. But Miphlink baby grows roughly at the rate of a Hylian, maybe a little slower, and the rest of the Domain is just floored at how fast this kid is hitting his growth milestones.
He definitely has that cute "head tail is too big for his body" thing going on that Sidon had <3
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lotr au snippet for you all this evening please enjoy them <3 (as always for @spacegirlsgang!)
Yusuf nearly doesn't approach him at all.
Regardless of what Andy had said, when he reaches the small balcony she'd pointed him towards (more of a ledge, really, given its lack of any kind of railing) and sees Nicolò sitting there, his legs hanging over his edge and his back to Yusuf, shoulders slumped like he's carrying the weight of the world, it feels like something he shouldn't be witnessing. So he almost turns and goes back the way he came, certain that Andy, or one of the hobbits, or even Sebastien will do a better job, because Nicolò hates him – but his job is, in part, to make people smile. He is not as much of a fighter as everyone else in this cobbled-together company, but that he can do.
Either way, before he can do anything, Nicolò turns and looks at him over his shoulder. He doesn't say a word. Yusuf is pinned in place by his gaze.
"Hi," Yusuf says after an uncomfortably long pause. "Andy– I wanted to see if you were okay."
Nicolò's lips quirk up into the tiniest of smiles at that, so slight Yusuf wonders if he'd imagined it. He turns away, his back to Yusuf once more.
"I know I'm not – I know we aren't friends, really, but. If you wanted to talk," Yusuf ventures, trails off mid-sentence when Nicolò shows no response. Maybe Andy was wrong, and he doesn't want company. Certainly not Yusuf's, at the least.
He decides to try one more time, at the least so he can tell Andy he did try, and because it wouldn't be right, he thinks, to leave him like this without one more attempt.
"Can I sit?" he asks.
Nicolò is silent long enough that Yusuf considers leaving, but then he looks over his shoulder once more and nods.
So Yusuf makes his way across the short space from the door to the ledge Nicolò is sitting on. He lowers himself down carefully, conscious of the fact that it's not particularly wide and there's barely an inch of space between them, and then swings his legs over the edge to mimic Nicolò's position. Below them, Lorien, in all its magical, eerie glory, and above them, through a break in the canopy of leaves, the stars. Somewhere, the elves are still singing the lament for Quynh, though it's faint, now.
"I'm sorry," is what Yusuf says, because he can't think of anything else. From this distance, Nicolò's eyes are red-rimmed, and he looks – he looks tired.
"Thank you," Nicolò responds. He doesn't look at Yusuf. Just keeps staring ahead.
"I didn't know her well," Yusuf says, "but. She was kind."
Nicolò is silent for a long time. Then – "She was my sister," Nicolò says, so quiet it's barely audible.
And Yusuf doesn't know what to say to that, because what can he say? So instead, he sits in silence, and waits.
After a while, Nicolò speaks again. "Tell me about something."
Yusuf nods, probably too quickly. "About what?"
"I don't know." Nicolò tilts his head then, finally looks at him properly. "You're a storyteller, no? Tell me a story."
There's something so quietly vulnerable in his voice, so exhausted, that Yusuf couldn't refuse even if he wanted to. "Okay," Yusuf says. "Okay."
So he does.
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some confused thena? xoxo
"Aunt Thena?"
"Jack," she blinked, looking down at him as he walked away from his friends and the curb of the school's front entrance.
He looked around them, "what...are you doing here? I'm taking the bus home today."
"Oh," she blinked again, also looking around and appraising herself of her surroundings. She was standing in front of Jack's school, humans mulling about, cars idling while waiting for children. "Yes."
"I thought you were home with Uncle Gil," Jack continued as he took in his aunt, standing with such a bewildered expression on her face. He toyed with the straps of his backpack. "Are you okay?"
"Yes," she repeated, although she didn't look any less confused about her surroundings. "I...I thought I was."
Jack reached up for his aunt's hand, sliding his smaller one into it, "did you get confused?"
Thena smiled.
That was the word for it that had worked thus far. Aunt Thena had her 'episodes', or 'fits', or whatever the rest of them called it. But Jack simply said 'confused' to suffice for what clouded the Warrior Eternal's mind.
"Yes, it appears I have," Thena sighed as she enclosed her hand ever so gently around Jack's precious little one. "I seem to have ended up here."
Jack merely shrugged as he began the walk home with his aunt beside him. "Yeah, I guess that's how I get here too."
Thena merely walked beside him, looking around her still, but perhaps with less apprehension. She recognised more of their surroundings as they walked. She knew the school, and the route they took when Jack was coming and going.
"Do you feel okay?"
Thena smiled down at her brother's child, so gentle at heart. She wasn't sure if all humans had such sweetness to them and she didn't much care. There were many things which paled in comparison to Jack in her mind in that regard.
"I was at home," she narrated as they walked slowly and gently. Jack got to take his time with his little legs, while Thena drifted idly beside him. "I remember looking for something to eat and then... "
Jack merely nodded, so easily accepting of the fact that sometimes Aunt Thena would wander out into the yard and stand still for a long time. He had no fears nor reservations about it, as far as he was concerned.
Thena looked down at their hands and then around them. She tilted her head at him, "do you not fear judgement from your peers?"
He tilted his head right back at her and her antiquated speech.
"You do not wish to hold your fathers' hands."
She was referring to how 'holding hands was for babies', as Jack had so boldly proclaimed last time Phastos attempted to hold his hand in the parking lot of the mall.
"Mm, well," Jack twisted his lips as he made a face for the sake of his thought process. He shrugged, "that's different."
Thena accepted the statement for what it was, as he had done for her. She gave his soft little human hand a squeeze, "thank you, Jack--for helping me get home."
Jack smiled up at her as well, showing off the young teeth in his mouth still finding their permanent placement. "You're welcome. I get confused too sometimes--it's pretty scary to be alone for it."
"Yes, I suppose it is," Thena conceded to the young boy's wisdom, well beyond his years and even the words he had at his disposal.
Jack looked up at her, "does Uncle Gil help you with that?"
Thena smiled at the mere mention of her most constant in life. She nodded, looking at Jack and then at the golden bracelet around her wrist, keeping her powers in check.
True, at first Phastos hadn't gotten them quite right. Gil hadn't been very happy about the side effects they'd had on her. But she wore them still, because they were for the safety of her nephew.
"Aunt Thena?"
"Yes, Jack?" she asked softly as a breeze passed by them.
"What makes you feel better?" He looked up at her more sheepishly, "after you get confused, I mean."
There were some things, although she had more of a history of violence before coming to Chicago and getting these bracelets shackled to her. But she supposed that going dormant on the spot was a small price to pay instead of becoming the planet's deadliest force alive.
"Uncle Gil," she answered plainly and honestly. Truly, the man who had been by her side for - in many ways - her whole life was her strongest pillar of stability. She smiled and uncrossed her other arm from around herself to pat Jack's head, "and you."
"Really?" he blinked at her, baffled by the suggestion. "What do I do?"
He reminded her that life was full of promise, and love, and joy, and that it was worth protecting. It was worth all the pain and fighting and the sacrifices she had seen - and made - with her own eyes.
She leaned over, kissing the top of his head, "plenty."
Jack rubbed his hair, now thoroughly embarrassed by the public affection. "Okay, I guess."
Thena smiled, allowing his resistance to her gesture. It was part of his maturation, she was told. He no longer liked hugs and kisses and holding hands by family. She seemed a slim exception to the rule. "Indeed."
Finally turning down their street, with the house in sight, Jack looked up at his aunt again. "Do you feel better now?"
Thena inhaled as the front door opened, Gilgamesh clearly on his way to sprint out of the house to come find her. She smiled, "much."
"Good," Jack sufficed, although his hand did give hers a little squeeze.
"There you are," Gil greeted lightly, although his eyes ran over her frantically in search of distress or injury.
"I walked home from school with Jack," she explained needlessly. She let go of Jack's hand as he walked past them and into the house to shed the school day from his mind.
Gil looked at her, "you okay?"
She nodded, leaning into him without hesitation as he pressed his lips to her temple, "I'm sorry I frightened you. I woke and...there he was."
The two drifted into the house, watching as Jack independently got himself a glass of milk and some cookies. Gil chuckled, "great kid."
"He is," Thena agreed.
"Aunt Thena," Jack called out as he slapped the tupperware of homemade cookies onto the table, "have some!"
Gil ruffled Jack's hair on his way past him, "at least put 'em on a plate, buddy--come on."
Thena just smiled, seating herself at the table and taking one of Jack's preciously guarded cookies (which Gil made). "Thank you, Jack."
"Aunt Thena, do you know math?"
"Not at all." She had lived throughout the life of some of the world's greatest minds. She chewed on her chocolate chip, "ask Uncle Gil."
"Hey, don't look at me," he laughed, setting some of the cookies on a plate for the two of them and putting the rest away. "You'll have to ask your dad."
Jack let out a loud groan before rifling through his back for other homework that required his attention.
Gil and Thena traded a look over his head, assuring that she was safe home after another bout of Mahd Wy'ry--this time thwarted by a ten year old human.
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Another adorable chapter of Big Brother Moon by @dragonwitch77. Moon storytelling with plushies for Sunny was something I didn't know I need. Totally planned to draw some scenes from the chapter!
In the mean time, based on the end of chapter 4; Moon reading Kiki's Delivery Service to Sunny.
Another favorite scene, from chapter 5;
[Moon] froze in place as a Mop Bot stared at him. Its emotionless eyes trained on the [laundry] bin, tilting its head slightly. Panic was coursing through his circuitry, thinking the bot would sound an alarm and alert security.
And then its eyes landed on the small bundle strapped to his chest.
A low, powerful growl emanated from his voice box, glaring at the Mop Bot with enough heat to start a forest fire. "Say a single word about this, and it's the trash compactor for you." He hissed, swiping a finger across his neck.
The Mop Bot, in a moment of surprising intelligence, quickly shut the door without uttering a single sound.
Some poor Mop Bot: *stares at Sunny's general direction*
Moon: *glaring daggers with the intent to decommission*
Mop Bot: *refused to look up at Moon in fear of his anger*
Moon plushie: (⊙‿⊙)
Meanwhile, Sunny: (◔◡◔)?
Also, prior to this piece I didn't think of their height too much, but like
Sunny really do be baby...
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