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daphnos:

Other things I neglected for too long, hey hey
(the triforce is actually on his right hand, isn’t it, I’m dumb)

via daphnos,


((As much as I want to stay up a little later because I can, I think I’m going to turn in. I need to stop thinking for a while.))



A Dragon in the Desert

surprisinglydullwitted:

exalted-desert-rebel:

"There is a very large difference between being caught off guard by something out of the ordinary and being afraid of it." She laughed again. "I fought bigger and stronger than you in the pit. Several at once."

Her eyes fell on the healer. “Zana. You’re excused. We will not aid the ungrateful.” The older woman stood and exited the cell, leaving the wound she had been tending only half mended, and several other that needed attention. The guard locked it up tight behind her.

Daphnes glared at the bars. Dragonfire was powerful; able to melt rock and even steel. But even with such a weapon at his disposal, he knew it would be unwise to break free so soon. And the Gerudo were skilled archers; he did not know if their arrows would be able to pierce a dragon’s hide.

The Hylian in him spoke of keeping submissive… but the dragon was a wild beast and not meant to be caged in a filthy cell. Such was the curse of his bloodline; to be neither wild nor tame.

"I did tell you to behave, correct?" She crossed her arms over her chest. "Keep this up, and next time it will be water taken away. Or food. I was not joking earlier. You are a prisoner, not a guest. Clear?"



A Dragon in the Desert

surprisinglydullwitted:

exalted-desert-rebel:

surprisinglydullwitted:


"Are you trying to incur some sort of reaction from me with that statement?" Daphnes growled, clearly not amused. "I never said you were anything of that description. Do not go putting words into my mouth, Nabooru." He turned his back to her, heaving out a sigh as he dragged his hand over his face in a show of exasperation. 

"I don’t need words when I can see it in yours and every other Hylians’ eyes. No matter what myself or my people do, we will always be filth to them." Her gaze had turned sharp, and her tongue sharper. "Turn back around. Do not make things difficult for my healer or I will dismiss her."

"Sounds rather defeatist if you ask me." Daphnes reluctantly obeyed, suppressing the almost feral growl in his throat. There was something about him that was unnerving; the way he looked at his captor with restrained ferocity. It was like Nabooru had a beast in her Fortress rather than Hyrule’s king. 

Daphnes returned the sharp gaze tenfold, watching her silently. He had to will the small red scales to not reappear, but he felt the telltale poking sensation on his tongue that indicated a draconic fang was making a brief appearance.

"It is only the truth. I am not as dumb as you might think." Her smirk returned, a chuckle accompanying it. "It’s cute that you think you’re being threatening to me. Just let me say this: I was not put in charge here because of my good looks."

"You stepped back when you noticed something about me that clearly unnerved you… I would have to say I beg to differ." He grew tired of the irritating poking sensation and allowed the single fang to show just a little.

"There is a very large difference between being caught off guard by something out of the ordinary and being afraid of it." She laughed again. "I fought bigger and stronger than you in the pit. Several at once."

Her eyes fell on the healer. “Zana. You’re excused. We will not aid the ungrateful.” The older woman stood and exited the cell, leaving the wound she had been tending only half mended, and several other that needed attention. The guard locked it up tight behind her.



A Dragon in the Desert

surprisinglydullwitted:


"Are you trying to incur some sort of reaction from me with that statement?" Daphnes growled, clearly not amused. "I never said you were anything of that description. Do not go putting words into my mouth, Nabooru." He turned his back to her, heaving out a sigh as he dragged his hand over his face in a show of exasperation. 

"I don’t need words when I can see it in yours and every other Hylians’ eyes. No matter what myself or my people do, we will always be filth to them." Her gaze had turned sharp, and her tongue sharper. "Turn back around. Do not make things difficult for my healer or I will dismiss her."

"Sounds rather defeatist if you ask me." Daphnes reluctantly obeyed, suppressing the almost feral growl in his throat. There was something about him that was unnerving; the way he looked at his captor with restrained ferocity. It was like Nabooru had a beast in her Fortress rather than Hyrule’s king. 

Daphnes returned the sharp gaze tenfold, watching her silently. He had to will the small red scales to not reappear, but he felt the telltale poking sensation on his tongue that indicated a draconic fang was making a brief appearance.

"It is only the truth. I am not as dumb as you might think." Her smirk returned, a chuckle accompanying it. "It’s cute that you think you’re being threatening to me. Just let me say this: I was not put in charge here because of my good looks."



quackingmoron:

Girl’s everything game was too strong.

A pretty Gerudo lady for Phrux!



shasketchafterdark:

This one isn’t NSFW, but it’s my shippy shit so it’s on here. lol

College AUs are fun, you guys.

((SCREECHES IT’S BEAUTIFUL

HUGS YOU 5EVER))



A Dragon in the Desert

surprisinglydullwitted:

exalted-desert-rebel:

surprisinglydullwitted:

exalted-desert-rebel:

"Huh. Is that so?" Nabooru responded with mock interest. A smirk curled her lips. "From what I witnessed at the castle, and what I have heard, but mostly what I have seen with my own eyes, the Sheikah nanny is with the young princess much more than you." She shrugged, waving the conversation off. "But it is not my place to snoop on such matters. I would not know what is proper because I am not a parent. Nor do I plan to be."

Daphnes narrowed his eyes. “Impa is only with Zelda when I am unable to be with her… But that does not mean she is at her side a majority of the time.” He had little tolerance for having his parenting questioned; raising a child on his own was no easy feat, especially with the loss of his wife. Still, he didn’t want to anger his captor, remembering the situation he was going to be in for some time. He wondered if he would ever be free, or if he was doomed to die in Gerudo territory.

"Mm, well, if I recall, the Sheikah was like a shadow to the girl. Always there, always watching." Nabooru continued to remain aloof, amused that she had found a way to push his buttons. "But what do I know? To you and yours, I am barbaric, Gerudo trash. What do I know of living or parenting?"

"Are you trying to incur some sort of reaction from me with that statement?" Daphnes growled, clearly not amused. "I never said you were anything of that description. Do not go putting words into my mouth, Nabooru." He turned his back to her, heaving out a sigh as he dragged his hand over his face in a show of exasperation. 

"I don’t need words when I can see it in yours and every other Hylians’ eyes. No matter what myself or my people do, we will always be filth to them." Her gaze had turned sharp, and her tongue sharper. "Turn back around. Do not make things difficult for my healer or I will dismiss her."



A Dragon in the Desert

surprisinglydullwitted:

exalted-desert-rebel:

"Huh. Is that so?" Nabooru responded with mock interest. A smirk curled her lips. "From what I witnessed at the castle, and what I have heard, but mostly what I have seen with my own eyes, the Sheikah nanny is with the young princess much more than you." She shrugged, waving the conversation off. "But it is not my place to snoop on such matters. I would not know what is proper because I am not a parent. Nor do I plan to be."

Daphnes narrowed his eyes. “Impa is only with Zelda when I am unable to be with her… But that does not mean she is at her side a majority of the time.” He had little tolerance for having his parenting questioned; raising a child on his own was no easy feat, especially with the loss of his wife. Still, he didn’t want to anger his captor, remembering the situation he was going to be in for some time. He wondered if he would ever be free, or if he was doomed to die in Gerudo territory.

"Mm, well, if I recall, the Sheikah was like a shadow to the girl. Always there, always watching." Nabooru continued to remain aloof, amused that she had found a way to push his buttons. "But what do I know? To you and yours, I am barbaric, Gerudo trash. What do I know of living or parenting?"



A Dragon in the Desert

surprisinglydullwitted:

 

"She and I have always been close… When her mother had passed away a few days after her birth, I raised Zelda on my own. She is the one person who has given me a purpose to stay alive all these years." Daphnes tried to ignore the comment about his daughter being ‘trained’ as if she were a dog.

"It must have been hard for you." Any sarcasm or bitterness was absent from her tone now, replaced with sincerity. "But I suppose you had servants to help you raise her, yes?" She shrugged a shoulder. "Even so, be lucky you have a good relationship with your daughter. To this day, my mother and I are still not on great terms. But it is what it is."

"Actually, no… I have never relied on my staff to assist me in raising her. I felt it would be unfair to them and I did not want Zelda to grow up without a parent by her side to guide and love her. So I did all I could to be sure that she would not grow up with a father who was too busy to spend time with his own daughter. Which is why I am positive she would become terribly worried if she found out what has happened to me."

"Huh. Is that so?" Nabooru responded with mock interest. A smirk curled her lips. "From what I witnessed at the castle, and what I have heard, but mostly what I have seen with my own eyes, the Sheikah nanny is with the young princess much more than you." She shrugged, waving the conversation off. "But it is not my place to snoop on such matters. I would not know what is proper because I am not a parent. Nor do I plan to be."