Wild and Fierce from chap 5 of my fic Step by Step.
Just a bean and his dad traversing the edges of life and death. All good.
Unbelievably, incredibly, wonderfully, I have been posting fic for a whole year.
On 1 June 2023, I posted the first chapter of The Chain, Linked, determined to finish it even if no one read it, because it was something for me. I hoped secretly to get 5 kudos, but did not expect it.
The response from you all was nothing short of phenomenal. I still cannot believe that there are people who want to read my stories and honoured by every person who reads, kudos, comments, makes art, or otherwise engages with my works. You are all treasures, every one of you, and i love you all.
I'll be doing a DTIYS soon to celebrate the wonderful community of this fandom, but I want to finish the Clocktown Mystery first, so keep an eye out in the coming weeks!
So thank you all for an incredible year. To say that my life has been changed would be an understatement. You've all welcomed me with open arms and I've made the most incredible friends.
Here's to many more years of fun, fandom, friendship, and our favourite elf twinks!
LU Triple Threat go to a masked ball together and #slay
this is 100% what they wear to the ball in Learning to Trust. Precious angels, I love them
Quick sketch of the tunic Mask!Wild wore in this ask! He’s a cutie patootie
Some Triple Threat propaganda for @breannasfluff, a sequel to the one I made her for that anon who wondered why Legend and Rulie look so fem. Fixed it!
Finding Family, Chapter 5
Even after weeks with the Chain, Wild still snuck off alone to deal with his wounds. He clearly doesn’t realise that the others knew and had only gotten away with it so far because of how very skittish he is, not to mention his apparent ability to look after himself when it came to minor wounds. Only on a few occasions had he allowed Hyrule to bully him into letting the healer tend to nastier cuts and bruises on his arms and hands, and as far as the Chain knew those were the worst injuries he had sustained.
It was after a nasty battle that it happened. Twilight saw Wild take a blow to his chest and it doesn't matter what the smaller boy signed to him, there was no way he was doing okay. With a blow that hard he was bound to be bruised at least, almost certainly with cracked or even broken ribs. Hyrule was busy seeing to everyone else's wounds - it was a dirty battle and almost everyone was battered and bruised - so only Twi was about to see him slip off into the woods. The Rancher may not have been able to see his brother's face under the mask, but he could tell from how stiffly he walked that he must be in terrible pain.
So he followed, moving as carefully as he could, more than a little afraid of what he may find.
Finding Family, Chapter 4
There were two kinds of portal, the Chain had realised. There were the ones that appeared in front of them on their path and loomed ominously in front of them. Those hung there until the pull on their souls became too painful to resist and they had no choice but to step through. And there were the ones that just opened up underneath them, sudden and violent, sending them sprawling into the next era rather than stepping, and more often than not splitting the Chain up.
This was not the kinder type of portal.
Warriors had been standing apart from his brothers, checking through the notes of his journal on a certain kind of monster they had heard was nearby. The portal opened underneath him and he barely had time to cry out in alarm before he was swallowed whole. The last thing he saw was the closest brother to him - Wild - turn in alarm at his shout and go diving after him.
Finding Family - Chapter 3
“Hey. Hey, Wild.” It was still early in the morning, the first light of dawn barely peeking over the edge of the horizon. “Wild.”
Time didn’t particularly want to shake his brother awake. None of the Links responded particularly well to being woken early, especially not through physical contact, and Wild was more touch averse than most. So he was perched a few feet away, whispering his brother’s name as loudly as he dared without risking waking the rest.
Wild grunted and rolled over to face him, his eyes behind the mask half lidded and groggy with sleep. When he saw Time he hummed in confusion, sitting up and absently trying to flatten his hair.
“What’s up?” He asked
Time grinned, switching to sign so that he didn’t wake the others. “I’ve got something to show you. Get dressed and follow me.”
Finding Family Chapter 2
When it rained, some heroes managed better than others. Legend, who had been on six adventures and whose body felt every last one, ached in the cold and damp. It wasn’t unusual for him to huddle into his cloak and clutch a fire rod to his chest until they could find somewhere safe to rest. Sky’s lightning-burned sword hand cramped up and would stiffen into a claw if he didn’t exercise it in damp weather and Time was forever scratching at the deep gash across his eye. As Heroes, they all had their own scars, and it was inevitable that this would cause them issues now and then.
No one was particularly surprised that Wild was affected too. He began to limp in even a slight drizzle, and when they got caught in a downpour it became almost painful to watch. He refused any help, though, insisting that he was fine even when he clearly was not, attempting to push through regardless.
It was a trait that they all shared, an inability to admit when they needed help and a bad habit of refusing it even when it was offered.
Finding Family
No one knew what they were supposed to think about the newest Hero.
His own era seemed to know next to nothing about him, which in and of itself wasn’t that weird; Twilight went out of his way to keep his own private life private, after all, and Time had managed to find a certain degree of anonymity in the years since his adventures.
But this was something different. It was something weird. No two people had the same story to tell about the local hero, despite widespread stories of a great evil only recently defeated.
One traveller said that the hero was dead, that his ghost had briefly risen to save Hyrule but was now back at rest. Someone else said there was no hero, but spoke of a creature from the woods who would sometimes appear in the dead of night to guide lost travellers back to safety. Yet another person said that there was a hero but there was something off about him, that he wasn’t like other people and preferred to live in isolation.
A particularly precocious child said that he lived in the abandoned woodsman’s cottage on the Great Plateau, and was viciously scolded by her mother and pulled away.
So the Chain went to the Great Plateau in search of their newest brother.
Eldritch!Wild swimming and playing Chase! Why doesn't Legend look like he's enjoying himself too?
@breannasfluff I've got Spoopy Boi Blorbo on my brain rn. You sure know how to write em <3
Halloween Eldritch!Wild and Twilight for @breannasfluff!
Wild wanted to go trick or treating. He's having the BEST time.
Aspects of a Cave
The water of the marsh was fetid and a strange shade of green, and they didn’t need any warning that it wasn’t safe to drink.
“As if anything here is.” Legend had muttered, earning a whack on the arm from Time and a frown from Hyrule.
Still, he wasn’t wrong. The Chain could count on one hand the number of times they had come across safe, drinkable water in the Traveller’s wilderness. Wild, who was visiting for the first time, had yet to see any.
Still, Twilight thought, his newest brother seemed to be taking the bizarre, half dead world well enough. After all of the warnings they had given him on arrival he was hanging close to the Traveller and checking with him before wandering to examine anything new, which was an improvement on normal. Twilight didn’t like to think about what kind of trouble the massive hero might have gotten himself into if he waded into the marsh the way he did every other strange body of water he came across.
He still hadn’t forgotten the incident where Wild, Legend, and Hyrule had ‘just gone to explore’ an innocent treasure chest in a pond.
Idiots.
Would Hero's Aspect!Wild do that cat HISSSS thing when he gets startled?
Aspects of an Arm
Wild and Four were huddled in a cave, sheltering from a sudden rainstorm. The Chain were making camp and the two of them had been put on firewood duty. The two of them had been happily exploring a nearby stream when thunder had suddenly rolled out across the forest and the heavens opened.
Wild had never been more glad of his habit of obsessively noting down every cave he passed. When the rain started he grabbed Four’s hand and they ran back to the cave he had noticed earlier like their lives depended on it. Thankfully, despite the small entryway the cave wound down into a sizable cavern. They had only spent a minute in the rain, at most, but they were both soaked through.
Well, at least they had already stored a fair amount of firewood in Wild’s slate before the weather changed and were able to light a small fire. The cavern was large enough that the trapped smoke didn’t bother them too much and the icy cold of the rain had banished any further protests from their minds. Four had shucked his tunic, hood, and boots and was sitting in his undershirt, shivering despite being inches from the flames. Wild didn’t have quite as much clothing to dry off, but he had carefully spread his sarong out to dry and was trying desperately to wring the water out of his hair.
It felt like a losing battle. He was beginning to understand why cats hated water so much.
LMAO next time on Untarnished
I could just let the boys have an easy day of it but where would be the fun in that. They're headed to Wild's world and there's gonna be trouble ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)