《(Discontinued) Unexpected (BoTW Link x reader)》Chapter 7
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(Your POV)
You sleepily open you eyes and glance at your surroundings. The air was cold, but you felt unusually warm. Looking over to your right, the blonde haired boy lay sleeping. Quite cutely, you must admit. You assumed he must have gotten too cold by himself, or something like that. Deciding you were still tired, you lay back and fall asleep once more.
All around you are your friends and family. Link, too. You feel safe. Cozy. But they start backing away. Their walk turns into a jog, then a run. As if they were fleeing from some unexplainable creature. You attempted to call out to them, only to find your voice drowned out by the sound of static. Link was the last one there. You turned to him, but he simply shook his head and joined the rest. You were crying, screaming, you didn't deserve this.
"(Y/n!) (Y/n!)"
"PLEASE!" You wake up a sobbing mess, clinging onto the blanket. Another nightmare. You tend to have these quite often. Anxiety makes it almost impossible to gave good things without worry, and the worry is usually in the form of a dream.
"(Y/n), it's okay. You're okay. It was just a dream." Link's soothing voice pulled you out of your daze as you wiped a few tears. You layed back, landing it his lap. You didn't care though, and it was obvious he didn't either.
"Sorry," you said sniffling, "that happens a lot. Sorry. It's embarrassing."
"It's okay, no need to apologise. What we're you dreaming about?"
You shook your head, not wanting to answer the question at the moment. You wanted to think it over longer before sharing it with someone else.
"Thank you for being here with me. It means a lot," you finally murmured. He simply nodded his head and put his hand on your head, messing with your hair. You had barely met this boy a few days ago, but felt an extreme connection with him. It felt right. You'd like to consider him your best friend, he acted like it. His sudden appearance had already changed so much of you day to day life, and you loved it. He really means a lot to you.
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(Link's POV)
You slowly landed your hand on her head, unsure if she would allow. After her giving no sign of resistance or tension, you started playing with her hair. It had a very soft texture, very enjoyable to mess with.
The two of you sat in silence for a bit longer before (y/n) stood up.
"We better get going now, shouldn't we?" she said, offering a hand. You took the offer and stood up, nodding your head in agreement.
"We're not too far from the next stable. We should actually reach Gerudo town itself in the next few days, if not sooner," you announced. Patting the dirt off your clothes, you took a glance at (y/n). She looked conflicted. You open your mouth to say something, but then decide against it. If she wanted to share her thoughts, she would do it at her own pace. You didn't want to force anything onto her. She packed up the camp equipment while you readied the horses, and the two of you were soon on the road once again.
You had the horses speed up, and you reached the outskirts of a vast desert just before the sun set. Just like you had stated earlier, you had arrived at a stable. According to a stable workers there, the walk to Gerudo town would only take a few hours. (Y/n) seemed full of energy while you, on the other hand, could barely walk.
"How about I get some food while you get us some beds, yeah?" (Y/n) walked off in the direction of the cooking pot. Heading into the building, you rent two beds. Though, you would be perfectly okay with just one. Not even five minutes later, you smell the sweet aroma of an omelette. You fucking LOVE omelettes. You quickly get over to the cooking pot, your mouth already watering.
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"Calm down, it's not even done yet," (y/n) pokes at you playfully. "Another minute or so. Take a seat."
You obediently do as she asked and stare off into the distance.
(Your POV)
"Link, it's done," you say. When he didn't respond, you shake him a little, snapping him out of his daze. You hand out the food and immediately dig in. You take a moment to aknowlage your surroundings as they were much different from what you were used to. A few rock pillars shot up from the ground, purple rushrooms dotted here and there. There was barely any green whatsoever, any plant life that managed to survive here was as bleak as it's background. Despite all this, it was still beautiful. The sky was now black with stars scattered about here and there. The mountains had become a silhouette, making for the prefect scenery. This was nice. Peaceful. You were filled with a yearning to explore more, see what everything had to offer.
This was kinda dramatic, sorry! I'm getting to more interesting parts soon, don't worry.
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Fort Geranium
'Mariana''Lieutenant''Admiral''Europa Airgetlam'Those are some of the names people have taken to calling me but it wasn't always like this. I used to lead a much simpler life as a florist but apparently fate didn't like that I was wasting my time. Cruelly was my life taken away from me and I found myself in another world with a different identity: Mariana Von Ulysses. Another world, another life, it's all the same to me. The only reason I ever became a florist in the first place was because it was an easy opportunity for me to live comfortably. That's really all I ever wanted, to live 'comfortably', and perhaps I didn't have any grand ambitions of my own but what's wrong with that? However this new world is hellbent on not letting me have it my way. Wave after wave of problems, from monsters to national politics, it seeks to drive me towards the center of all these inane drivel. If that wasn't bad enough, apparently humans are hated in this world, eh? I'm a human too... Fine, you want it your way world? If you push then I'll push back! I'll solve these problems the only way I know how: Flowers! Don't underestimate their poisonous attributes just because they have cute colors and girly patterns. Orcs? Elves? Humans? Fairies? Dwarves? Dragons? Titans? Celestials? Ascendeds? Gods? To stand before me means that they have forfeited their lives. I shall show them all, the deadliness of plants... The slow and agonizing torture of poison and venom, swirling within your system as you writhe in excruciating pain. It burns you from the inside with no escape. The only release from this hell would be 'death'. That is my power. In the end, the world does not seem to want to leave me alone. Thus I've come to a conclusion: the only way to make myself truly comfortable in this world is a hostile take over! So let me demonstrate their powers to you; I'll let you taste the reason why they call me the 'Flower of Malice'.
8 216The Son Of Chaos
Cero,formally known as Jake was an average orphan college student on Earth.Well that was before the world got a notification of its destruction.Jake woke up to find himself in a white room and infront of him was an entity without shape or mass the first thing it said was"Hey son,so i destroyed your planet cause i missed you even though you dont know im your real dad" sup guys im the author and i have no idea how to write a story im just doing this cause i want to tell me your thoughts on it lool
8 85The Shadow That Preludes Death (The Favoured)
Magic and fantastical beasts run wild on the countless worlds of the Fabric. Deities take an active interest in the Fabric. The Favoured, immortal mages of immense power vie for territory and power in the Fabric. Umbra a naive ward of the Duke is almost Grown and that means she will need to take an apprenticeship. The issue is she isn't good at anything, but she catches the eye of a master of magic, he thinks she might be one of the fabled Protectors the ones that would save them from the coming destruction. But Umbra isn't the hero everyone wants her to be. Updates will at least one chapter every two days. Notable Location Poliagoras. Poliagoras is the most important world in the Fabric partly due to it being the centre of everything both literally and metaphorically. Trade, commerce, travel, and politics are all conducted primarily on Poliagoras, it has the biggest city in the fabric stretching to cover almost the entire world. It also holds all the known Great portals in the Fabric which are the only way to travel to other worlds. Even without these things, Poliagoras would still be the most important world in the Fabric as it is home to the largest population of Favoured. They were mages chosen by the Deities and given the potential to become more than mortal. I cannot overstate how appreciated constructive criticism is. This is the first story I have written of my own volition so even a small comment on how I could improve would be great. The current title is most definitely a working one. I know it isn't great.
8 194Be Mine
DescriptionLove, fate, life and death will bind them together.In the world where everything you have is just borrowed, where everything has its own end.Will you have enough courage to tell someone...“Please, be mine”Be Minembie07
8 279The Everyday Life of A Pathfinder
Pathfinders are people who are respected and revered, not because of power or might, but because of knowledge of the world. They are the peacekeepers between humans and nature. Guiding humans through the most dangerous areas known to man and killing any species which attempts to throw off the balance of the natural world. This is their job - and their passion. *** Note: This story is going to have a few generic elements in it, like fantasy setting, guilds, cursing and stuff like that. A few (a lot) of things it won’t have is: Overly bloody descriptions, I don’t need to have enough buckets of gore to fill a ballroom for people to get that guy is defiantly dead; Rape, I don’t like it and it’s honestly painful writing that stuff; Harems, fuck harems; Overpowered MC, EVER; Game elements/ transported to another world, overused as shit; “I’m out for revenge”, no one cares; “My village was burned down and everyone died ;-;”, yeah you and the other 60% of the population; A lot of overly dramatic events, Drama has its time and place to be impactful, so you need to use it sparingly so when you do it’s special; “I’m going to stab you because I’m CrAZy, I believe that everyone has a reason for what they do, sometimes the reason is because they’re fucking insane, but I’m still not going to write things like that; Generic fantasy creatures, I’m tired of hearing about the fucking mystical dragons or the god damn slimes, so I’m going to create my own monster. Also feel free to roast. I don't get offended easily and it's honestly one of the best ways to increase writing abilites.
8 110Coffeeshop × Malum
You see, this wasn't intentional. Michael never planned on making it a routine to order the same exact drink as the cute boy in front of him every day, it just sort of happened.AboardTheBandShip - 2020
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