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gender-jargon · 4 months

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[Image ID: The Neuix flag created by coiner Gent of Gender-Jargon, 2023. The flag consists of three vertical stripes and one central, horizontal stripe. From left to right, the vertical stripes are dark green, green and light. The central stripe is beige. /.End ID]

Neuix: Describing a Non-Neutrois individual that finds a neutral gender attribution befitting and considers it an essential facet of their gender identity.

A sibling term of Mascix, Femix & Gynandrix.

Etymology

Neuix was created to mirror the paradigm used for Mascix. Femix and Gynandrix.

From English, “Neu” from “Neutral” + “-ix”, an neologistic suffix used by other terms in this genus, originally based upon Apathmascix and Apathfemix coined by user Cybertroniancoining. Neuix was coined by Gent of Gender-Jargon, 2023.

Elaboration

Neuix is a complex and potentially contradictory identity in which one’s gender is not Neutrois, but has neutral traits attributed to them nonetheless, and this attribution is not only considered to be fitting by the individual, but an integral part of their overall gender experience.

More simply, a Neuix individual:

Has a gender identity that they consider to be Non-Neutrois.

Has traits of neutrality attributed to them by other individuals.

Considers having traits of neutrality attributed to their person to be agreeable and in a few, multiple or all manners at least part of the time.

Considers this attribution to be an intrinsic part of their experience of their gender as a whole.

A Neuix individual is not apathetic to neutral gender attribution, but instead enjoys, appreciate, entertains, welcomes or otherwise freely accepts neutral traits being attributed to their person. Furthermore, this attribution is a fundamental aspect of their gender experience.

Flag

The Neuix flag was created to match the Mascix, Femix and Gynandrix flags. The flag consists of three vertical bars and a central, horizontal bar, forming a tri-color flag with a median line. At the left is the darkest green, becoming lighter as it moves right. The median stripes is beige in color. The colors have the following meanings:

The forest green, green and light green stripes represents neutral gender attribution.

The beige stripe represents not being Neutrois.

The Neuix flag was created by Gent of Gender-Jargon in 2023.

Note: Gender attribution is not necessarily based upon one’s expression, but is more frequently an assumption made about an individual’s gender identity without their input. Being an assumption, it is not always correct, good, wanted or warranted. Affirming attributions are congruent with one’s perception of themselves. Incorrect and undesired attributions are incongruent with this perception and are often distressing. Neuix should not be used to describe anyone who does not like neutrality being attributed to them, as it would be misdenoting on multiple levels

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thomas-mvller · 2 months

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Alexis Mac Allister (6') Darwin Núñez (25') Darwin Núñez (45'+3') Luis Díaz (53') Dominik Szoboszlai (90'+4') Sparta Prague | 1 - 5 | Liverpool FC 2023/24 UEFA Europa League - Octavos de Final

#MI GENTE LATINO 📣#liverpool fc #lfc #football #yep: I made this #alexis mac allister #darwin núñez #luis diaz #dominik szoboszlai

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bitacrytic · 7 months

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The Worst Evil

It might be too early to tell since I've only seen clips on tiktok and the first half of episode one.

But one thing that the separate shows from the Merciless, Evil Devil from Hell mega fandom canon have in common is that the names are all negative.

The Merciless

Beyond Evil

The Devil Judge

Strangers from Hell

Do we see a theme in these titles?

Does "The Worst Evil" fit in? yes it does.

Does it have two guys in the forefront who are going to be sharing a lot of screen time and staring into each other's eyes for heterosexual reasons? yes it does.

Am I ready to fool myself into thinking I'm watching queer romance thriller? yes I am.

#mega fandom #merciless evil devil from hell #the merciless #the devil judge #beyond evil #another candidate just made the list ladies and gents #the worst evil #wi ha joon #ji chang wook

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aheathen-conceivably · 4 days

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📩 Simblr question of the day: It's time to appreciate the small things! What's a small detail from one of your posts that you love? Could be a small tattoo on a sim, specific clutter in a sims' room, a little detail in a render or screenshot, whatever is applicable to you

OHHHH!! I love this one 👀🤗

And whew, do I ever. I spend an ungodly amount of time adding in details to the background or in sims outfits. Like I gradually cleaned up the 1930s farmhouse over time, removing cobwebs and trash and replacing them with keepsakes, or Jo and Gio’s room which changed as Jo’s mental state fluctuated.

As it got worse and worse, the one little space she called her own became more and more cluttered with things she might have used to distract herself. Sprinkled amongst them as the time goes on are more and more flowers, which I imagine Gio either picked or spent what little money they had on. Then by the time the space she really considers her own (her own physical self) has returned to what she considers normal, it’s all been cleaned up again (although not to exact state it was in before)…

But something I’ve really been ~emotional~ about lately is keeping heirlooms visible in the background and sneaking them into certain scenes to show how they move throughout time and space; and while they may remain static, the people and settings around them change. Of course one of the most visible has probably been….

But really, you can also see this with multiple photographs, particularly the ones Zelda keeps of her parents or siblings. I also try to do it with physical objects too, such as the clock from the Duplanchier's mantle in New Orleans (which is now near their photo wall in Strangerville), and, of course Violette’s music box, which belonged to her grandmother Delphine and then Josephine before it was hers...

...and I'm sure we haven't seen the last of it either 😉

#honorable mention to the amount of jars I placed in the canning post with Jo and Zelda #and the fact that I've been slowly removing them from their shelves over time #that ladies and gents #if what you call having no chill #also this has made me realize I put Violette in purple SO much #my my I do wonder why that is 🤭#Darlington extras #and the question said ONE didn’t it?#but a spirit possessed me and now look at me…#whoops #SQOTD #which I have numerous to do!#but in case you can’t tell I can’t do anything quickly (why did I have to spent hours finding all these photos)#soooo hopefully I’ll get to them before I’m weeks behind 😅

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ratguy-nico · 5 months

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So this is the comic, I wish to say is something original but this is exactly what happened in the "Bob Actually" san valentine episode, good episode, dont really like the Gene part, I know, a shocker, but all in all a great episode.

Also this whole dialog is taken out of another tv serie and I challengue you to know wich one, dont tag it until some one guess it.

Hope you like it like I dont.

Is in spanish too because some times me baja el amor por mi lengua materna, and this is one of this ocasions.

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cool-as-steel · 9 months

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ideal gender: 1790s-1810s men in an edmund blair leighton painting...

#this guy paints knights just fine but these fellows are the real mvps #'specially the fellow on the right here...#while we are here I have Thoughts on the middle painting ('my next-door neighbour' 1894) beyond this too #the lady looks very much of the period it was painted on first glance while the gent is Solidly nineteenth-century-does-eighteenth-century #and with that and the way that she's in sunlight and pinks and golds while he's in shadows and grey made me think there was some kind of #ghost thing going on!! and I am still not entirely sure that there is not!#'courtship' 1903 (on the right) is definitely my favorite of these three (the golden light! the way he's hanging on the railing!)#but that middle one oh how I have Thoughts about it

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harusitoftc · 3 months

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I started drawing circles, then Dave, and ended up with Dee, I'm not complaining tho

#Dsaf #dayshift at freddy's #dee kennedy #dsaf dee #I made this in less than an hour #That's why it looks a bit (very) lazy #In life I'm Dee (surrounded by gays with family issues)#I haven't drawn Dee in like 2 years so maybe that's why it came out kind of weird ok #me encanta este juego no se pq casi nunca dibujo a esta gente #my art #digital art #yei

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agapemoon · 11 months

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You guys don’t understand... if Cellbit did this roleplay in Karmaland (a legendery mc server in the hispanic community btw <3) where he gets kidnapped and dissapears for days, then yeah he WOULD return... but PREGNANT, they would push that roleplay on him just bc it’s funny... so you guys please i need you to understand why some if not most of us in the hispanic community cant take anything seriously anymore and are always joking or overly dramatic and out of pocket with our theories, we’ve been fed La Rosa de Guadalupe as roleplay since 2014 PLEASE you need to understand where we are coming from 😭😭

#qsmp #karmaland #i know i sometimes come with the wildest theories and might come off as weird or smth out of a wattpad story but ITS NOT MY FAULT #staxx couldnt log in the server and the lore for that was tha he was kidnapped by ALIENS that made him #PREGNANT!!!! THATS SMTH THAT HAPPENED IM NOT CRAZYYY #thats the type of lore that me and a lot of girlies have been used to #so if i say maybe q!cellbit comesback with no memories or pregnant the dont @ me im traumatized #creo que sueno un poco hater pero no se equivoquen gente veg. willy y rub son mi infancia no los cambiaria por nada <3 #alessa's posts

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woohooincoffin · 10 months

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#I made some gifs but I don’t know where they went on my computer ♥️#we are so getting the good ending ladies and gents and non-binary friends #right?#I hope so #dbh north #dbh Markus #v plays dbh #detroit become human #xyz

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gothamitee · 7 months

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Can you maybe draw Red hood

Love you art Btw ❤️

I'm not in my best month tbh. I'm taking 9 subjects this year, and I haven't had the head to even doodle. Your comment made my week and made me try sketching again!! I know it's not much but it's honest work >:,)

#anon ask #fanart #dc comics #batman #batfamily #jason todd #red hood #sketch #made with krita #don't look at his feet pls I don't know what are those #yes he has a mullet because I believe in turro Jason Todd supremacy #jason todd is mi gente latino #that's my “head” canon

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apendice-chileno · 1 year

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I actually hate his shit brown color coat

#this was one of the first doodles I made of reigen once I got my tablet + computer to work again #but I didnt actually finished it till a week earlier from the start on alien arc being aired #MANGA COLOR REIGEN FOR THE WIN #Even tho I like his anime colors #except from that fucking coat I HATE THE COLOR ITS NOT EVEN LIKE SHIT BROWN ITS VOMIT BROWN #anyways #reigen arataka #mp100 #mob psycho 100 #reigen la verdader morra chida gente #art link

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gender-jargon · 4 months

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[Image ID: The Miderix flag created by coiner Gent of Gender-Jargon, 2023. The flag consists of three vertical stripes and one central, horizontal stripe. From left to right, the vertical stripes are brick red, coral and peach. The central stripe is light blue-green. /.End ID]

Miderix: Describing a Non-Miderian individual that finds a midbinarine gender attribution befitting and considers it an essential facet of their gender identity.

A sibling term of Mascix, Femix, Gynandrix, Neuix & Aphorix.

Etymology

Miderix was created to mirror the paradigm used for Mascix. Femix, Gynandrix and Aphorian.

From English, “Mider” from “Miderian” + “-ix”, an neologistic suffix used by other terms in this genus, originally based upon Apathmascix and Apathfemix coined by user Cybertroniancoining. Miderix was coined by Gent of Gender-Jargon, 2023.

Elaboration

Miderix is a complex and potentially contradictory identity in which one’s gender is not miderian, but has midbinarine traits attributed to them nonetheless, and this attribution is not only considered to be fitting by the individual, but an integral part of their overall gender experience.

More simply, a Miderix individual:

Has a gender identity that they consider to be Non-Miderian.

Has traits of midbinarinity attributed to them by other individuals.

Considers having traits of midbinarinity attributed to their person to be agreeable and in a few, multiple or all manners at least part of the time.

Considers this attribution to be an intrinsic part of their experience of their gender as a whole.

A Miderix individual is not apathetic to a midbinarine gender attribution, but instead enjoys, appreciate, entertains, welcomes or otherwise freely accepts midbinarine traits being attributed to their person. Furthermore, this attribution is a fundamental aspect of their gender experience.

Flag

The Miderix flag was created to match the Mascix, Femix, Gynandrix, Neuix and Aphorix flags. The flag consists of three vertical bars and a central, horizontal bar, forming a tri-color flag with a median line. At the left is the darkest shade of pink-orange, becoming lighter as it moves right. The median stripes is a light blue-green in color. The colors have the following meanings:

The Dark orange, coral and peach stripes represents midbinarine gender attribution.

The light seafoam stripe represents not being Miderian.

The Miderix flag was created by Gent of Gender-Jargon in 2023.

Note: Gender attribution is not necessarily based upon one’s expression, but is more frequently an assumption made about an individual’s gender identity without their input. Being an assumption, it is not always correct, good, wanted or warranted. Affirming attributions are congruent with one’s perception of themselves. Incorrect and undesired attributions are incongruent with this perception and are often distressing. Miderix should not be used to describe anyone who does not like midbinarinity being attributed to them, as it would be misdenoting on multiple levels

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thomas-mvller · 1 year

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Eric Maxim Choupo-Moting (17’) Jamal Musiala (30’) Leroy Sané (44’) Alphonso Davies (83’)

1. FSV Mainz 05 | 0 - 4 | FC Bayern München ²⁰²²/²³ ᵍᵉʳᵐᵃⁿ ᵈᶠᵇ ᵖᵒᵏᵃˡ ⁻ ʳᵒᵘⁿᵈ ᵒᶠ ¹⁶

#lads gents and others......... strangely enough everyone except leroy scored at the previous pokal match IN THAT SAME ORDER #fc bayern #bayern munich #football #yep: I made this #eric maxim choupo moting #jamal musiala #leroy sané #alphonso davies

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forcedhesitation · 3 months

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stop fucking flirting with me, you rancid little man

#bg3 #thoughts about media #never had this dialogue before. durge exclusive or...??#either way- I'm lying astarion. please keep talking about murder. it does something for me personally.#also LMAO at him “hiding” his vampirism. baby I can SEE your fangs and bite mark. you aren't hiding shit.#imagining him asking corydalis this and corydalis having to explain that decapitating him would be difficult due to his scaly skin.#with the parasite- his abilities are weakened and thus he can actually be poisoned whereas normally he is immune.#he'd admit he's always been curious what it's like to be poisoned lol.#you know. despite only having fully beat the game once- I have nearly 500 hrs in bg3.#I've half finished many campaigns. and now. when I must begin an adventure with no corydalis to return to...#...well it hurts. it is not the same without him...I will forever treasure him and experiencing the story alongside him.#this new character is a durge. aaaanother tiefling because I enjoy them. he isn't Actually the durge lorewise though.#I had my own story already formulated for him. even before I made him in game. I think I still want to keep him a bhaalspawn though.#if not bhaal- he'll be tied to myrkul. since corydalis has existing beef with myrkul.#he's got body type 1 instead of 2 and goodness it is SO strange to Look Up To the gents. like what do you MEAN they are TALL?!#astarion is like a little mouse. he is not supposed to be tall! wyll has transmasculine short king allure. he is not supposed to be tall!#gale can be a LITTLE tall. I guess. but he's such a sopping wet cat of a man. I can hardly imagine him being THAT tall.#none of them are taller than corydalis! bar halsin and karlach of course.

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skyloftian-nutcase · 2 years

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Paradox (Linked Universe Sickfic)

Summary: When Sky suddenly falls deathly ill with strange markings, Time has to piece together the cause and save him.

(Click here to read on AO3)

No one was entirely sure when it had happened, but Sky’s hair had been whitening. Once it became apparent, he’d been teased mercilessly for it by some, but other members of the team watched nervously, unsure if something was wrong.

The teasing had quickly stopped when Sky’s energy had started to deplete more easily. He’d be exhausted after a couple hours of walking. He could barely get through a meal without almost falling asleep in his food.

And then the coughing and fever had started.

By the time the boy’s hair had finally stained entirely white, he was a shivering mess. One morning, Time saw him by the river and walked over to him, surprised he was already awake, and realized with an icy jolt that he was crying.

“Sky,” he said, rushing to the younger hero and kneeling beside him. “Sky, what’s wrong?”

Sky had his face buried in his hands, shuddering and sobbing quietly. Time put a hand on his shoulder as the boy spiraled into a coughing fit.

“Sky,” he tried again as Warriors ran to join them alongside Legend.

The young knight eventually pulled his hands away, hiccupping, and looked at Time with pure terror in his eyes. His right cheek bore two parallel slashes beneath his eye, thick and bruised in color, and so, so, eerily familiar.

Time’s heart skipped a beat.

Warriors immediately looked at Time for guidance while Legend said, “What the hell happened to his face?”

“Sky, what did you do?” Time whispered, tracing the marking and wiping away multiple trails of tears as he did so.

He could never quite get an answer out of the boy. His condition only worsened after that. Twilight had come over quickly after Sky got so worked up he was vomiting, and the rancher carried him back to his bedroll after helping him clean up at the river. Sky had settled into an uneasy sleep and there he had remained for the rest of the day.

Time and Warriors had immediately searched his pouch for any sign of the cursed mask, but it wasn’t in the Skyloftian’s possession. Time found it innocently resting in his own pouch, and the captain looked at him in confusion.

“What could have happened?” he asked quietly. “He had to have worn it, right?”

“I don’t know,” Time answered, shaking his head. “It would be the only logical conclusion, but I’ve never seen him with it.”

A twig snapped behind them, and they turned to see Legend standing over their hunched forms, his arms crossed.

“All right, I want an explanation,” Legend demanded. “Sky’s only getting worse, and it’s scaring everyone. You clearly have some idea of what’s going on, so tell me.”

Time sighed. “We really don’t know, Veteran. His markings match an artifact of mine, but to our knowledge he hasn’t been in contact with it.”

“What artifact?” Legend questioned, his brow furrowing, refusing to end his interrogation.

Warriors looked at Time hesitantly, but the eldest only shrugged. There was no sense in keeping the existence of the mask itself a secret, just its use. The captain pulled the mask out for the veteran to see, holding it carefully out of the teenager’s reach.

“Hey! I know that mask!”

Turning, they saw Wild approaching them with a bowl of broth in his hands. “I didn’t realize you guys had the Fierce Deity mask as well.”

Time and Warriors eyed each other warily before looking back at the boys. “What do you know of it?”

“It can give you a little power boost, especially if you have the armor too,” Wild explained.

Maybe he loses his power over time, the eldest Hero wondered. The mask he had been using was not just a power boost, it was a game of risk, an adrenaline rush and a drug that could overpower the user if they weren’t careful.

“I see,” was all Time said.

The sound of retching caught their attention, and everyone hurried to Sky, who was being tended to by Twilight. The rancher looked up at Time, his face clouded with worry.

Sky had markings on both his cheeks now.

Moaning, the Skyloftian shriveled in Twilight’s arms, miserable and clearly in severe pain. His entire body was soaked in sweat. Wild wordlessly took the soiled bedroll from beside the rancher and walked away to clean it, carrying it with a white knuckled grip. Legend crouched down beside Sky and started to talk to him, trying to ask him what was wrong and where it hurt. Everyone else had gathered around, and Wind was asking question after question until Warriors eventually guided the worried boy away.

Four hugged himself, looking at Time. “Is he going to be okay?”

Time tried to give him a reassuring smile, but he didn’t really have an answer. He didn’t know what was wrong. He glanced at Hyrule, who shook his head.

“I’ve gone through every elixir and herb I can think of,” Hyrule muttered, worried. “Whatever it is, it’s not a normal sickness.”

Sky started to cry again, helpless and hurting, and Time had to walk away to compose himself.

That night no one slept. Sky was inconsolable, so the boys simply took shifts to try and be there for him. Twilight stayed with him through first watch, and then Legend sat beside him, worriedly knitting at a blanket he’d been working on for the knight since he’d first gotten ill. Time took the third watch, letting Sky rest in his lap, his moans and sniffles occasionally subsiding until he started to cry in pain again, leaving the eldest Link to hold him helplessly.

By the time the horizon started to bleed pink, Time was at his wit’s end. He despised this feeling, this utter uselessness. He couldn’t even make his boy comfortable at this point. He looked around the area to see if there was anything, anything that he could use to ease Sky’s suffering, and his eyes settled on an item in Sky’s belongings.

The Master Sword.

Time stared at it, his mind blank for a moment as dread filled him. The mystical blade was supposed to protect its wielder, wasn’t it? It was already obvious that Sky’s illness was unnatural, so shouldn’t the sword have prevented it?

Could it protect him now? Sky hadn’t touched it since he’d first fallen ill. Time distinctly remembered when it pulled Twilight from his wolf form a month ago.

Time felt his blood freeze. Slowly, he reached out, trembling fingers a hair’s breadth from the hilt.

Terror made him pause, but Sky whimpered again, taking a shuddering breath, tears trailing down tracks that they’d already made from earlier in the night, and the Hero of Time refused to let his fear lead to more suffering on Sky’s part.

His hand closed around the hilt, his heart racing, and he drew the blade.

For a moment nothing happened. For a moment nothing moved. Time held his breath to the point that he started to grow dizzy, feeling like a terrified child waiting for something awful to happen.

And then the blade pulsed. Sky shivered in Time’s arm. The blade pulsed again.

Time looked worriedly between the Master Sword and Sky, and he saw the boy’s eyes slowly opening. “…Fi…?”

Time brought the blade closer, unsure what he was supposed to do, trembling from head to toe. Sky glanced to his left to see the sacred blade, and he tried to reach for it with shaking fingers. Time let it rest in his grip, holding it with him so he wouldn’t drop it, and Sky smiled weakly.

Time breathed an immense sigh of relief.

“Fi…” Sky mumbled, his soft smile breaking through his worn, bone tired face. “I’m… sorry…”

His eyes welled with tears again, alarming Time. “Sky, it’s okay, everything’s going to be okay, you have nothing to be sorry for.”

Sky’s hand slipped off the hilt of his sword, and the blade pulsed again, faster, almost as if the blade were panicking. Time felt dread fill him. This… wasn’t a good sign.

“Sky,” he said, ignoring the frantic tone his voice had taken. He shook the boy, unceremoniously dropping the sword beside him. The teenager had grown limp, his eyes gazing off blankly, but he was still breathing, albeit shakily. “Link.”

Warriors had hastened over by this point, being the third person on watch and hearing Time’s voice rise in distress. Twilight was there in the heartbeat after, probably either just waking up or never having fallen asleep.

“What’s happening?” Twilight asked, his tone pitched up in fear despite his efforts to keep quiet.

“He’s getting worse,” Time answered, not taking his eyes off the boy.

Warriors hissed. “Worse? He can’t get much worse.”

Shaking the boy, Warriors tapped his cheek and tried to get his attention. Sky seemed to come back to awareness a little before his lips started to tremble and he whimpered, shriveling into Time’s chest.

“Sky, where does it hurt?” Warriors asked with a hand on the boy’s shoulder.

“E-everywh-where…” Sky hiccupped, his knuckles white as he clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.

“This doesn’t make sense, I don’t—I don’t know what’s wrong with him!” Twilight shook his head, eyes wide.

Time’s thoughts drifted back to his conversation from earlier as his eyes settled on the markings again, and to Sky’s apologies, and he looked Sky in the eye. “Sky… what did you do?”

Warriors looked at the elder disbelievingly. “What are you talking about, this isn’t his fault!”

“I’m not saying it is,” Time replied, shaking his head. “But that doesn’t mean he doesn’t know what happened. Traveler said it himself, this isn’t a normal illness. The Master Sword tried to react to something within him but it didn’t work. It must be more complicated than that.”

“The Master Sword…?” Twilight muttered, glancing around and seeing it on the grass.

“D… D-Demise…”

The three snapped their attention back to Sky. “Demise?”

“Sky, don’t talk like that,” Twilight said, his voice trembling. “Don’t even start. Nobody’s demise is happening today.”

Sky took a shaky, deep, fortifying breath. “Demise…”

“What demise? Who?” Time asked hurriedly.

“He… h-he… enemy…”

“Demise is a person,” Warriors surmised, brushing sweaty white bangs out of Sky’s face. “Okay, Sky, what about him?”

The three hunched over the young knight as he struggled to breathe. Time felt his insides grow even colder. He knew that rattling sound, that specific, gasping, agonal pattern of breathing, and he saw Warriors’ face pale as he recognized it too.

This was it. Sky was dying. He was dying.

“Sky,” Time pressed urgently. “What about Demise?”

“H-he… ‘s… a g-god…”

“A god?” Twilight questioned. “I’ve never heard of him. Do you mean a spirit? Can he heal you? Is that it? How do we find him, Sky?”

Sky huffed, a rueful smile cutting across his sunken cheek. “Dead… I… k-killed… him.”

The world went silent.

He… he what?

A god. Sky killed a god. A timeless being, a creature with immense power far beyond what Time could even fathom. The closest Time had gotten was Majora, who was likely only a fraction of his power while sealed in the mask, and even then Time had needed a magical item and the powers of a god to even hope to accomplish the task, alongside the help of multiple magical beings.

Perhaps he had used the Fierce Deity mask to defeat this Demise? But Time couldn’t think of a single instance where Sky would have been gone long enough to steal his mask, fight a god, and return without anyone noticing.

No… no, Sky had done this on his own, before he’d ever met them.

Such an act couldn’t be without consequence.

A god. He’d killed a god. A deity.

A deity.

By the goddesses. Could it be…?

“I’m… s-sorry…” Sky suddenly said, his voice cracking, his body shivering. He started to sob uncontrollably now, and Twilight hastily snatched him out of Time’s loosening hold, cradling him as Warriors hovered over him and whispered softly.

Time rose unsteadily, his mind coming to an unsettling conclusion. His feet drew him away unbidden, and he was only broken from his trance by Legend, who was standing in front of the rest of the group; they were all awake and staying together in a tight group, watching the scene from a distance with fear in their eyes.

“Old Man…?” Legend asked, his face white, his own eyes glistening. He looked terrified.

Time couldn’t say anything. He shook his head and kept walking. His response stirred something in the younger boys, and they all ran to be with Sky.

The eldest Link stopped in front of his supplies, and he hunched over, grabbing the small, oval shaped ethereal object.

Could it really be…?

Sky was dying. There was no time left. It was now or never.

Gripping the Ocarina of Time firmly, the eldest Link marched back to his boys, who were all huddled together. The group parted for him when they saw him approach, their expressions holding appeals for him to do something.

Time knelt in front of the skyfallen knight and watched him a moment, gathering his courage. Sky was barely breathing.

He put the ocarina to his lips and played. The notes came to mind immediately, well-practiced, peaceful, somber, calming.

Healing.

There was a bright, warm glow. Everyone winced, looking away for a moment, and when Time looked back, Sky was coughing, harsh and unpleasant but filled with energy and life.

His hair was dirty blonde. His markings were gone.

And on the grass sat a wooden mask.

“Sky?!” Everyone rushed to him again, frantic and confused. The young knight took a few steadying breaths and then looked at Time, shocked.

Time grabbed the mask and tossed it aside so he could get to the boy. He didn’t even want to think of the ramifications of what had just happened.

“Damn time travel,” he muttered as he wrapped Sky into a relieved hug, and everyone else followed suit.

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