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faroreskiss · 8 months

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Harp Lesson (+18)

MINORS DNI

Summary: You had enough of your instrument, and you wanted to try out his. How could you have said no when he offered?

AKA Link teaches you "techniques".

Pedal Harpist!Link x Fem!Reader (Sky x Reader)

Read the collection in Ao3

A/N: This is tagged as both LU and Skyward Sword Link, as I imagine them to have the same personality.

This story was born after a long inspirational chat with @pinkalmondcake about imagining the Chain in different roles in an orchestra! (From a piano technician to a pedal harpist...), which for now we are calling the LU Music/Musician AU, but who knows :D Stay tuned for more content!

Also big thanks to @beyondtheglowingstars for having a first look at it and the feedback!

Also tagging you guys because after seeing your content I think you'd enjoy this (hopefully) @chainsofgoldandash @chain-link-smut Duet mentioned: Saint-Saëns, Fantaisie for Violin & Harp, Op. 124 — Camerata Pacifica

You were in the practice wing of the conservatory, trying to play the latest piece that was prepared for the upcoming concert that was planned. The sounds were just not coming out as clean anymore as you were trying to keep yourself focused.

Being the principal first violin, or the “concertmaster” as they called it, was absolutely making you feel the pressure. Not like the orchestra was that big, it was a chamber orchestra, a bit of an odd one perhaps due to its composition. You had both a harpist AND a concert pianist, for starters. And they all had the same name… Link.

Inner base of your left index finger started to hurt, did you start to hold the violin wrong all of a sudden? You sighed as you gave up and held your violin like a guitar, deciding to pizzicato the rest instead. It also counted as practice, right? As you plucked the strings according to the sheet of music in front of you, your mind wandered once again. Plucking… Each time you put your violin in that position and timidly pulled at the strings, you were reminded of him again. The quiet, kind boy with the full lips and calloused hands, sitting in front of the harp, carefully trailing his hands along the strings, like he was lost in a dream. You really wanted to try playing it some day.

Link… You of course found out later that he was as gremlin-like as one could get, despite his calm and quiet appearance. You would have never thought he was the one that brought the whole chandelier down at the Lumpy Pumpkin years ago, because he “totally had to get that thing up top”.

Well, neither of you were in Skyloft anymore, and not even on the surface you both were familiar with. And not even THAT long after he defeated Demise, he was ripped apart from all he knew, somehow trailing also you along. But that is a story for another time.

“(Y/N)?” you heard a soft voice calling for you, jolting you away from your preoccupations. It was him, right outside the door.

“Oh, hey,” you said absentmindedly.

"Hey," Link replied, with the warmest smile that always seemed to put you at ease.

You couldn't help but admire how he had a knack for making even the most awkward situations feel comfortable. The atmosphere in the practice room seemed to shift as he walked in, a warm and pleasant energy filling the space.

He glanced at your violin and chuckled softly. "Having a bit of trouble?"

You nodded, still lost in thought. Of course, at this point he knew when and why you would switch to constant pizzicato. "Yeah, it's just not coming out the way I want it to. I can't seem to concentrate,”

Link took a seat nearby, his sky-blue eyes focused on your instrument. "Maybe you need a break,“ he seemed hesitant to continue to his next sentence, but regardless, he spoke up. “How about that duet we talked about a while ago? It might help you relax perhaps."

You perked up at the idea. "Oh, right! Yes, of course… Uhm… “ Your left hand was feeling quite tired at this point, since you pressed on the initial joint way too much. Probably you messed up the technique between the sea of distractions you had. His presence was not helping.

He felt as if he said something wrong, from your reaction and suddenly his body language shifted to nervousness.

“Uh, it’s okay if you don’t feel like it right now,” he said, slowly starting to rise from the seat he took. A sudden panic took over you, that’s not what you meant!

“No, no! I want to!” you said, your voice was a bit of a higher pitch than you expected. “I just had enough of my instrument right now,” you raised the violin, holding it with two hands upside down, pretending as if you are about to crush it on the floor, making a chuckle escape from Link.

“But you know what, I've always wanted to try the harp a little, never had the chance," you said, but then bit your lip. You weren’t sure if he would let you touch it at all, since it was a gift from his precious Zelda. “But it’s okay if-”

A faint smile touched Link's lips as he interrupted you "Well, today's your lucky day. I can show you the basics if you'd like."

You felt a surge of excitement as you nodded eagerly. "I'd love that!"

He got up and led over to the harp in another practice room, its elegant strings shimmering in the soft light of the room. You joined him, your curiosity piqued as he explained the fundamentals, his hands gently guiding yours to pluck the strings, as he made you sit down in front of it. It was a beautiful pedal harp. He also pulled another stool near yours, though he would sometimes lift himself a bit up from it to show you the technique.

“There, I already set up the pedals for you.”

He showed you how to slightly tilt it towards your right shoulder and there was a moment awkward yet sweet, where you panicked and thought the harp was just going to crush you. Though for some reason, when you heard you don’t need to use your pinky (which was pretty much your enemy while playing the violin), you seemed to have forgotten about the 35 kg instrument that was leaning on you as you screamed “Praise Farore!”

He was used to you being goofy one moment and panicky the next. The hearty laugh he let out made your heart melt.

“You need to have straight shoulders and a straight back, okay?” he started instructing you.

“Like that?” Apparently you were still slouching a bit, letting the instrument actually almost crush you.

He cranked a little grin, seemingly innocent as he spoke. “Let me show you again…”

As you both leaned over the harp, you couldn't help but feel a growing closeness. The gentle touch of his fingers sometimes brushing on yours accidentally sent a pleasant shiver down your spine. It was as if the basic notes you were playing together was a reflection of the unspoken connection between you.

Link continued to guide you through the basics, his breath warm against your ear as he explained each step. The sensation of his presence, so close and comforting, made your heart race. You were entirely focused on the harp, the music, and Link. Just watching his fingers pluck on those strings, sliding between them as if it had been the most natural thing he had ever done in his life, producing divine tunes... It reminded you of your dream last night instead, the dream of the sounds that he coaxed out of you, as he played idly with the strings of your thong while he was on top of you, his tongue trailing your neck. A soft blush was creeping through your cheeks. You weren’t going to learn anything if this kept on.

“(Y/N)? You there? You gotta have your thumb up, okay?” you were once again jolted back to reality. You were glad he didn’t have a direct view of your face, but he must have still noticed how absentminded you looked. Shit, you didn’t want to be disrespectful, you were enjoying this. Though you couldn’t deny that your fingers were hurting…

“Y-yes, sorry, can you show me the last part again, please?”

Unintentionally, as he leaned in to show you a particular technique, his chest brushed against your back, and his arms wrapped around you, cradling yours as his hands rested on the strings. There was a little pause. Your breath was stuck on your throat.

“You have to sit a little bit more upright, like this,” he broke the silence which felt like an eternity. He was still so close to your ear. His right hand pressed gently on your lower back and his left hand was pressed in the opposite direction on your bust, as he gently guided you back into the correct posture. It was a motion which should have just fixed your slouch, yet his hand was lingering a little bit too long on the front.

“And relax your shoulders… It should only be your elbow that’s moving…”

You both froze for a moment, feeling the sudden closeness. His heart thudded against your back, mirroring the rhythm of yours.

"Sorry," he murmured, pulling back slightly. "I didn't mean to..."

Despite his innocent tone, you had a gut feeling that it was almost entirely deliberate.

You turned back to him, still close but within a respectable distance, and your gazes locked. You could see pink creeping up on his cheeks, if only slightly. You just wanted to make sure.

“It’s okay,” you softly spoke, your gaze lingering between his full lips and his cerulean eyes.

That was most likely the sentence he needed to hear.

He noticed that you bit your lip as your eyes darted between one spot and the other. It almost felt as if he was holding back a smirk, yet he was still careful and polite with his reactions. Noticing the stray hair threatening to dangle in front of your face, he gently tucked it away behind your ear. As his fingers grazed your cheek, you marveled at the sheer willpower it took to stifle a gasp.

Was he sitting a bit closer now? And what was that look?

Now to think of it, did he ever need to sit right behind you like this to teach the instrument anyway?

His hand was still on your cheek, lingering a bit longer than necessary.

Witnessing his gradually fading ability to conceal his response, you suddenly felt bold.

You scooted even closer, he was almost pulling his hand back, but you put your hand on it decisively, feeling the warmth of his hand over your cheek.

In the next moment, what parted was not the distance between, but your lips instead as the gap between you closed with a soft kiss.

As your lips met, even though it was a gentle, feather-light touch, you could feel his lust through it, the sensation tender yet hungry. You instinctively moved your hands towards the nape of his neck, as he still held your cheek.

But he stopped you, moved your hands away and held them on your lap, and grinning into the almost broken kiss the entire time. You were slightly taken aback.

He was still staring at your lips while you were trying to still process what just happened. You were wondering how he was able to even break the kiss like that, second guessing your decision. Screaming and panicking inside.

He cleared his throat and composed himself, looking all serious suddenly once more. You could also see he was all red, and you could swear his heart was beating almost as fast as yours. Your almost trembling lips made an “O” shape to almost say something.

“Shall we continue?” He interrupted you, with a professional tone. He didn’t even wait for your reply, he stood up and pulled the older stool away. Instead, he got another chair, and moved it adjacent to your stool.

Directly behind.

“Turn around?” He spoke in a tone that sent a warm feeling towards your center.

Oh Gods. So that’s what we are doing? Okay…

“Let’s continue from this part here, can you try strumming again as I showed you?”

“Alright…” you were finally able to get a word out. He sat down on the chair, and his body was in direct contact with yours. So warm… You weren’t sure whether or not it was your heartbeat or his that you were feeling. You gulped.

You tried to strum for dear life, but it didn’t even sound like you were able to get a proper sound out. His mouth was so near your ear as he was humming the basic rhythm you were supposed to practice in, his arms were now resting on your lap as he rounded them around your waist. How did you end up here? The nerves were going to be the end of you.

“Nuh-uh, not like that, just relax… okay?” he said as he snaked his fingers away and this time put them on each of your arms and gently caressed them as he kept speaking to your ear, making them come back to your lap.

“Relax your arms a little bit, I mean…”

He then guided your hands once again to the harp, his fingers brushing against the back of your hand on it.

“Like that?” you asked, looking for some feedback as your voice trembled a bit.

“Mm-hmm, keep playing” he whispered to the tip of your ear again, as he moved his hands back towards your waist, his fingers trailing down towards your thighs, making little circles on them as he went nearer and nearer towards your center.

Though your initial reaction was to freeze, his words and actions were also helping you at least to relax your posture, though he wasn’t letting you break the form either, pressing himself onto your back each time you dared to slouch.

“Like this?” You pressed back as you spoke like a whimper, feeling something growing, making contact with your bottom, feeling his, and perhaps your own heartbeat rising even more. A silent low groan escaped from his lips without him intending to, in which you had the honor of being the “first ear” audience.

You really wanted to rub your legs together, because an itch that can only be scratched a particular way was also growing. You couldn’t, lest you break form.

His hand slowly lifted the hem of your tunic dress a bit further, since it was already a bit up from the way you were sitting. Your legs were already spread to accommodate a proper position with the big pedal harp, after all.

You didn’t make a peep.

He put chin on your shoulder, right next to your head, as his hand snaked down under the dress a bit more, and he kept speaking with that low, almost growling tone.

“There is one more thing I want to show you, if that’s okay?” spoken so innocently like a whisper, with only a tinge of mischief in his tone.

“Y-yeah?” you barely got out.

He spoke so virtuously, indeed. Almost as if his hand wasn’t exactly on your underwear, making light circles over it with his feather-like touch that sent all your nerves screaming. Screaming for more contact, more pressure.

He could absolutely feel how swollen you were under the cotton-fabric as his fingers traced over it. And you could feel his breath also quickening, becoming more uneven yet more and more in sync with yours.

His lips were trailing your neck and his other hand found and grabbed one of your breasts, caressing it through your dress. Those full lips, oh Goddesses, they felt so good even on your neck as they moved from one sensitive spot to another.

Especially when he pressed you to himself, as he held you from one breast with his left hand, and grabbed you from your throbbing center with his right.

You were still holding back that moan, desperately trying to pluck on the strings, thinking this magical moment could end the moment you stopped.

Oh your fingers were going to totally blister later, you did have some calluses on your fingers, but there was no way you could have the ones that a harpist would have.

But as he trailed his calloused hand slowly up to your stomach and then back down, this time sliding his hand into your underwear and directly on the bundle of nerves that you desperately needed contact on… There was almost no more fight left in you. The harp was pressing on to his hand and his hand was pressing on your clit.

You let out a relieved sigh. The way his fingers callused, it felt even better than you expected.

But his hand wasn’t moving.

“Mmmm… Very good, keep going, pluck the G string, make sure your wrist is slightly bent in…” he urged you to still try to play the fucking harp with that sultry tone. Each time you tried to pluck the harp, you were feeling even the subtlest vibration from the big instrument.

Your heart was in your ears, all your blood was rushing south, you were instinctively trying to move from where you are sitting, just to get more pressure, more movement. He was merciful for a moment, his middle and ring finger did a couple of circling motions exactly where and how you needed it. That was it, you did let out that moan. You could hear him lightly chuckling.

He continued his instructions however. “Now, spread your legs a little bit more… for me?” There was a tiny bit of hesitation on the last part, as if he wanted to make sure once again that it’s alright to continue. How could you deny his request, when he had you right where you wanted him to? You could of course only oblige. His soft yet almost demanding voice left you hypnotized.

As you spread your legs a little bit more, he pulled the chair a bit more back, along with you, and created a bit of a distance between you two and the harp. You could feel his dick pressing on you even more with each movement. You were surprised at his self constraint. From your point of view, he should have just taken you.

“Link…” you spoke his name almost as if you were begging. The way you said his name definitely had an effect on him. But he shushed you. Though you could hear him gulp. Gods… How did he end up with his hand on your wet sex?

“Sssh, we are here for a lesson, aren’t we?” he whispered to your ear again. He took his hand from inside your underwear and brought his middle finger near your mouth.

“Lick it.” he said firmly this time, with no hesitation. He was focused on his goal. You took his finger between your lips as if it was some other body part of him, and you made sure to make him understand that with the way you licked the tip and sucked the whole finger in, you gave him the full show, as much as you could.

“Very good,” he almost hissed to your ear, nibbling on your earlobe just a little bit. His now wet finger went back down to where it was, this time back of his hand raising your underwear like a tent.

“Now… Here is another technique…” he said with a dark tone. His middle finger slid down, feeling almost proud after noticing how wet you are, and dipped it inside you just briefly, and brushed it up and down all over your sex, especially focusing on your clit. You gasped. With his index and ring fingers, he pulled the skin over your clit only a tiny bit up, keeping the hood intact. As his fingers were holding your clit in a place he wanted, he plucked on the tip of your slippery clitoral hood with his middle finger, slick with your juices.

“Ah…” was the only sound you could get out. As you pressed and pushed yourself to him after each of his plucks, his other hand on your breast would sometimes pinch your nipple. His kisses on your neck would get momentarily rougher. He would gently bite your ear lobes. He would make sure to dip his finger into you (sometimes two or three), to make sure everything stayed perfectly wet. As moments passed, the plucks became teasing presses, and then finally became proper rubs.

“You are doing so well for me…” he would whisper sometimes, as your breath hitched, chasing your high, trying to adjust yourself on his fingers.

You just drank the essence of his tone in, because at that point the only thing you knew was that he was determined to make you cream his fingers. He couldn’t know what you exactly liked, but he was sure able to ask for it in the perfect way.

“You like it here…” he would ask, moving his middle and index finger to spot, “...or there?” he would ask again, moving them into a bit more direct contact instead. As your orgasm built up, the way you wanted him to touch you also changed.

Once he made you jump because he touched it too directly. “Oops…” he said as he peppered your neck with kisses, as if each one said “sorry”. He kept massaging that one breast again, and you helped him move his hand into a position you liked before.

Your panties were already gone at that point.

“More…ah… pressure…” you moaned between your pants.

He could only do as you said.

Oh his touch was magic.

But the fact that he listened and obliged turned you on as much as the way he was able to pluck his way through your center.

Your legs were shuddering and shaking as he kept rubbing your clit exactly as you wanted, sometimes his fingers dipping in and out between your slick folds.

“Yes, Oh Gods, Link…” you were so close, SO close.

“Mmm-hm…” you could hear he was also getting impatient. His breath was still on your neck, his other hand was under your tunic just kneading your breast roughly as he liked, he started whispering things to your ears that you would have never thought could come from that innocent looking Link.

“Let go for me (Y/N)... Come for me.” he would keep whispering in repeat as you were on the last leg to your climax.

“Show me how you come… Come on you beautiful thing…” It felt like he would say anything to coax you into your release. Then you’ll be all ready for me.. He also thought but didn’t say out loud yet.

The tight feeling that had been building in your stomach, the one that made your legs and body tremble, was finally about to reach its crescendo.

You were whimpering his name between the continuous mumbles and mewls of “Please” and “Keep going”.

With the last flick of his finger on your clit, he pinched a nipple with the other and sucked on your earlobe with his plump and gorgeous lips, while trying to hold you back from falling down. You reached your limit.

“Good girl…” he purred into your ear.

It all crashed as the sweet sweet embrace of the overstimulation and orgasm washed over you as your insides contracted, you felt like an arrow getting released from a tight strung bow. You saw white.

As he noticed your sensitivity, Link pulled his hand away from there. You turned and straddled him, as you were still panting from your post orgasm bliss, and pulled him into a deep, open mouthed kiss. Not letting him speak.

Determined the devour the soft plump lips you always adored,

But Link? He wasn’t done yet.

#zelda fandom #linked universe #lu sky #link x reader #linked universe x reader #fanfic #smut #lu musician au #zelda fanfiction #zelda musician au #reader insert #linked universe au #skyward sword #minors dni #lemon #lime #lu music au

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trippygalaxy · 5 months

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The LU boys and their respective song from EPIC

These are just my opinions/ideas but i would love to hear other thoughts on this!!! (Some of these have actual reasons behind them and some are just…vibes<3)

Warriors - Survive

Wind - Storm

Sky - Open Arms

Wild - Just A man

Time - Remember them

Legend - Warrior of the mind

Hyrule - Ruthlessness

Twilight - Luck runs out

Four - Keep your friends close

#linked universe #lu boys #linked universe au #linked universe headcanons #linkeduniverse #lu chain #epic the musical

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trulytiredhermit · 6 months

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Totally random and out there thought (can be x reader or just travel companion reader)

But can anyone imagine a musical conductor Reader?

Like a trained conductor Reader able to do all that conductors do, with the flare and everything.

I just… imagine how powerful Reader would be with the wind waker baton— cause let’s be real here, Wind (as much as I adore the little guy) is not a trained conductor and only knows a few little songs that can change the direction of the wind.

But I’m talking like Reader conducting something like Dies Irae for fun one time and causing a literal storm because of the conducting.

Idk I think it could be a cool concept, but I’m also awake at like 1:32 am rn and should be asleep since I have classes tomorrow.

#trulytiredhermit #linked universe #linked universe x reader #loz #lu au #I think it could be a fun little thing to talk about more idk #it is to be noted I myself am not a musical conductor or music major and therefore whatever I say shall be taken with a grain of salt

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wutheringmights · 13 days

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Do you have any thoughts on how "everything was fine" au time, spirit, and warriors would react if they somehow met their ctb canon selves?

Everything In the Past Was Happy AU, how I missed you! This is honestly such a good question. I love thinking about characters meeting alternate versions of themselves, especially when their fates are so wildly different.

For clarity's sake, classic CTB brothers are going to be referred to as Warriors, Spirit, and Time. Everything In the Past Was Happy AU will be referred to by the captain, engineer, and child.

I think the captain would be very disappointed to see how far he's capable of falling. While the captain never got as bad as Warriors did, he also never really learned his lesson. He definitely admires Warriors for all the ways he's trying to shape his life into something better, but it's marred by disappointment that he's turned out so pathetic.

Warriors would think the captain was his nightmare brought to life. He would hate the captain on sight and would call him out on so much of his bullshit. But still, everything worked out for him. He got to save the day without fucking up his relationships with Spirit and Time. Warriors would be unspeakably jealous.

The child (who despite the title would be a full blown adult in this scenario) and Time would have the least number of differences between them. Time would have had a rough childhood whether or not everything fell apart during the war. Looking at them straight on, you would think they are exactly the same. They would even think they are the same.

But there's subtle differences that they only realize in each other after a while. Time is very secretive and purposefully keeps himself isolated from others. The child is warmer and tends to lean on others far more. Time has a helplessness streak he can't quite get rid of. The child is more stable. They would be more confused by their slight differences than disturbed

The engineer... oh boy. So in the Everything In the Past Was Happy AU, the engineer and the captain stay on good and close terms throughout the war. But that resulted in the engineer being the captain's outsourced moral compass. The engineer knows the captain is kinda a piece of shit, but he accepts that in part because he knows the captain wouldn't do that shit to him.

So here's a version of himself who lost that bet. The engineer isn't as shocked by that as you would think. The captain betraying him is disturbing, but not unthinkable. Again, it was always a possibility. But what does shake him is how bitter and angry Spirit is, and how Spirit has become the worse version of himself. The engineer is very comfortable believing he has a strict moral code, so to see any version of himself stoop to Warriors's low... that's rough.

Meanwhile, Spirit would be pissed off. In his mind, the engineer is the worst version of him. What do you mean you're his best friend? What do you mean that you let him get away with doing any of that bullshit on anyone?

So they hate each other.

#warriors and spirit thinking their alternate selves who are still friends are both their nightmare scenarios #and that's with the word of god (me) still insisting that they would have been best friends in any other universe just not in ctb #you know that meme that's like 'do you think we're X in every universe' and then show a montage with sentimental music?#i want that with spirit and warriors #can't decide if it's funnier if its non-au specific Links that just has ctb spirit and warriors as the weird outlier #or if its ctb spirit and wars being like 'do you think we ever could have been friends??' only for them to be the one universe where they #didn't #me rambling #lu ctb #ask #linked universe #anonymous #ctb au #everything in the past was happy au #ok we're far down the tags enough #i can't decide if the engineer would hear about what happened in the most recent chapter and be like YOU TWO DID WHAT????#OR if he would be having a violent flashback to the christmas party of 1992 where they were both extremely drunk #take your pick

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stories-from-the-shaded-moon · 4 months

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THIS IS SPARTA

Mr. Lon cleared his throat. “Is everyone done with their test?” He heard a chorus of answers, all of which were akin to yes.

“Well, I don’t have anything else for you to do. So, you have…” he looked at the ticking clock, “thirty minutes of free time.” He heard sighs of relief and smiled.

“Truely, a test on Greece couldn’t be that hard,” he laughed. “It was mostly wars, Persian and Pelopponesian, you lot like wars, don’t you?”

Then he saw a hand raised. It was Sky, one of his best students. “Yes Sky?”

“Well,” he laughed a little, “like, Sparta right?”

A wider smile rose on Mr. Lon’s face. This is why he loved his job. The thing about history is that there are so many interesting things about it. The thing about being a history teacher is that you can rant about it, and outside sources think that you’re teaching.

“What about Sparta?” Time felt the little guy inside of him start to jump.

“Are there more things about it?”

“Well, I’ve told you a lot. However, If you’d like to hear me…rant…about Sparta, I am more than happy to!” Time internally begged them to let him.

Then another hand raised. “Yes Twilight?”

“You said that their last training thingy before they became military was…killing a slave?”

“They called their slaves Helots, and yes. The last or near last thing they had to do to be considered a man, was to kill a slave. They also couldn’t be found out, or they’d get into reasonable trouble.”

“That’s…”

“Today, if there was a city or state who did that, someone would eventually burn it down for crimes against humanity…Well,” Time tapped his chin, his hand on his hip. “maybe it’d actually be about them killing disabled babies.”

Another one of his students caught their laugh in their hand, his royal blue beanie coming off of his head. “That’s going in the quotebook.”

Sky’s head was on his desk, his shoulders shaking. “Agreed.”

“Live abortion…” Twilight lightly chuckled. “That’s not funny guys.”

“Well, on a sadder note. The only graves that got marked, or had names on it, were those of soldiers who died for Sparta in battle, and women who died during childbirth,” Time thought about this ‘quotebook’ silently.

“On one note, Sparta is pretty barbaric, but Athens was honestly worse. Well, in my opinion.” Mr. Lon began walking in circles. “Yes, Sparta threw babies and killed them or killed slaves as a test, but women were actually appreciated and somewhat equal with the men. They were educated and learned how to fight. In the event that someone came to Sparta to invade and the men weren’t present, it was up to the women to fight. They had to know how to fight to protect Sparta.”

“That’s another thing, everyone in Sparta was under Sparta. The rich in Sparta were still under Sparta and fought to protect Sparta. That connection is probably why I don’t consider Sparta barbaric.”

Mr. Lon laughed. “Athens, on the other hand, was a hot mess. The poor were, in many cases, three years behind the rich. The Romans followed a good deal after Athens, which is probably why Rome fell the way it did.” He stopped at the boys’ table. “I feel like Rome took the bad aspects of Sparta and the average bits of Athens…”

“Isn’t it crazy that they called the ones who respected women, the savages?” A girl asked from some tables away.

“Well, Dawn, I find that ironic. But there are some barbaric aspects to the Spartans, no matter how beautiful I paint them.”

“But they basically saved Athens during the Persian war. They’d be dust without Sparta.” Dawn’s eyes looked bored, but Time could tell that she was challenging him again. She did this thing where she’d bring up a topic, and they’d debate about it for some time. Well, she was the captain of the debate team, he was the teacher responsible for the debate team. It’s only natural that she’d want to win. Well, she’s won one debate against him. Though, how was he supposed to know the message of My Little Pony other than Friendship is Magic?

But then again, how was she supposed to know that Alexander the Great and Hephaestion or Achilles and Patroclus were definitely not straight for each other?

“Ah, but Sparta would be dust without Athens in that sense. Yes, the Battle of Thermopylae was a Sparta stand for Athens. And, yes, without King Leonidas holding out for…three days, the Athenians wouldn’t have had time to evacuate to Salamis for the final fight, but if you really think about it, the Persian wars wouldn’t have been won by Greece without Sparta and-“

“The Persian Wars wouldn’t have happened if Athens didn’t send their ships.” Dawn cut him off. Time chuckled.

“Good point, however-“

“And after the wars, Athens decided that they wanted to fill themselves with hubris, which is why Sparta attacked them, which is why the Peloponnesian War happened, which allowed Alexander the Great to conquer Greece.” Dawn’s face grew a smirk, the same one she’d pull when she knew she’d won.

And, suddenly, Time found himself losing a debate about history in his own history class.

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song-linked-from-nine-verses · 4 months

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/okay so the player guide mentions Drums but Not A Single picture for it like Come On

that said, the lute's design goes hard i might borrow it

though.. im already fixed on the designs for the instruments that's alr in LA...

Getting ideas for Legend's gear is so easy and hard lmaooooo

you have at least 7 games and multiple art you can just look up-- I love having Legend as from several game

#9 verses #a song linked from 9 verses #a song linked from nine verses #modern au #rambles and brainstorms #band au #linked universe #linkeduniverse #lu legend #/also they play music all night #/that means theyre party animals #/omg legend having people blasting edm at midnight lmaoo

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nanysalmon · 1 year

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Wild is chaos

You have no idea the absolute urge I had to do this. I made it rushed but that was to get the idea there and now I can't get it out of my head. Wild carrying around a loud speaker just blasting music(I wish I could in the game while riding the Master Cycle Zero💀).

Time the tired dad doing a supply run, Sky and Twilight just watching the scene unfold, Sailor and Four hiding in the back watching. And Wild about to start some shit.

Me lo estoy imaginando con otras canciones pero esta es la que se me vino en la mente y no paro de reír 💀💀🤣🤣

#linked universe au #legend of zelda #linked universe fanart #loz link #lu memes #fanart #lu hyrule #lu time #lu twilight #lu wild #lu sky #lu four #lu wind #wild with a loud speaker blasting music #now I imagine him putting reggeaton KAOWFNAO #nanymus doodles

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the-chains-cafe · 1 month

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helloooo I come bearing questions >:D

are there any notable ships in this au besides Fable and Legend by any chance?

also are there any moments in the plot that excited about getting to? (or if this isn’t a plot kind of story just, what’s your fav thing that happens lol)

Finally, fav dynamic btwn any two of the chain?

Hello! :D

Yes! The obvs one is malink. Haven’t drawn them yet but uh.. might include them in the background. (Cuz I don’t have a drawing idea for em yet) Unless anyone has specific requests :] the other ones are sky x sun and wild x Flora. Have something planned with them >:3

Also Dawn x Hyrule! Also I’ll include a few other ships in background photos or phone screens or something

I do have some plot points actually, the one I’m most excited about is four and wind pranking legend. And some other ones based on songs of the waitress musical like „I love you like a table“ and „it only takes a taste“

Heck there are sooo many things I wanna draw 😭

I wish I could write lol

Mmmm time and legend. Father and son. I know people usually have that with twi and time but uhh. Well yknow

Also also wind and four, I love these little rascals.

OhOhOh! Also triple threat. I am tbh not theee biggest fan of triple threat but there’s a lot of fun stuff one can do with them, so yall be seeing more of them muahahaha

#I have a lot of drawing ideas based on the songs of the musical #cc au #lu au #the chains cafe #CC ask

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dalemon · 5 months

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So I don't know why my phone has decided to take the photo vertically but here's Hyrule from The Signature is 9/9 (AU by @jenniferchaulam) jamming out on his turntables.

I left my laptop in Australia like a numpty but that meant that I got to experiment more with traditional art and I'm really happy with how it turned out!

#the legend of zelda #linked universe #lu #hyrule linked universe #my art #linkeduniverse au #the signature is 9/9 #pencil #pen #traditional art #music #dj #turntable #hyrule is my favorite

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the-au-collector · 3 months

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My epic the musical x LU AU has a name! Its the...

Cost of Courage AU

#epic au #epic the musical #linked universe #lu epic au #cost of courage au

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waterspoutskies · 8 months

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Hi Zee, if you insist,

“I had a brother?” “Ah well, half one, I don’t think your father knew about that part but maybe your mother was the honest sort, who knows.” Legend shrugged, then breezed past that proverbial bombchu as though it meant nothing. “In any case, your father took what he came for… Or so I thought.”

Spacing bad bc tumblr post weird on blockquotes, but here you go, some Into the Lost Woods for you <3 Three sentences!

#ask game #Question Paloma #Is anybody listening?#You heard? No.#my writing #am writing #linked universe #Into the Lost Woods AU #AKA Paloma ruins yet another musical with LU

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