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mizaruwu · 3 days

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"Ah, my flower- how clumsy of me" she said in a slightly embarrassed tone, you remember her voice as clear as a bell.

You remember the hibiscus in the water "it happens" you said chuckling a bit. You remember that feeling.

[How many details can you still remember after waking up from a dream? How many memories can you still hold on to?]

unobscured version below ^^)/

You remember Marin's hibiscus falling into the water when both of you were looking for seashells, "Ah, my flower- how clumsy of me" Marin said, slightly embarrassed. You chuckle a bit "it happens"

You remember planning to make Marin a hairclip she can use to secure flowers in her hair with and make it as soon as you wake up the next day. She's going to love it. You remember that feeling.

#I finally got this out of my head (yippee)#it's been haunting me for days sdxfchgjk #got to draw legend in his old clothes again :D #second-person pov to spice things up hehe #linked universe #linkeduniverse #lu legend #lu marin #my art #text not proofread so there's probably mistakes >=<;)

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starrysorry · 18 hours

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Wanted to practice some dynamic poses. Originally intended only to be sketchy, but it got out of hand and here these are

#lu four #lu shadow #lu colors #linked universe #linkeduniverse #lu green #lu red #lu blue #lu vio #my art

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legendofzoodles · 2 days

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Wild: Legend, I'm sorry I broke your sword.

Legend: No, it's fine, I stole it from Four.

Four: Ok one, I wasn't finished cleaning it up. And two, I took it from Warriors.

Warriors: Oh, I got it from Rancher.

Twilight: I borrowed it from Time.

Time: I got it from Hyrule.

Hyrule: Wind gave it to me.

Wind: I remember taking it from you Vet.

Legend:

Legend: You guys are so dead.

Sky: WHERE'S THE MASTER SWORD?!

#linked universe #lu #linkeduniverse #lu twilight #lu wild #lu four #lu time #lu wind #lu warriors #lu hyrule #lu sky #lu incorrect quotes #lu legend #lu memes #linked universe incorrect quotes

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skyward-floored · 2 days

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I think in any sort of modern setting Hyrule probably wouldn’t use a phone very much but when he does he texts Wild stuff like this with zero explanation

#and Wild’s like: yeah me too. coincidentally are you lost in the woods again #hyrule: ...yes #rambles from the floor #linkeduniverse #linked universe #lu hyrule #lu Wild

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mischefous · 3 days

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Maybe (if you want to) you could do legend just hanging out, or getting thrown by monsters, ANYWAY! Love your art and one of these days I'm going to explode from the shear amount of serotonin it gives my silly little brain.

decided to give poor Legend a break and do a part 2 to this one X and have him just hanging out, drinking that red potion Warriors was shoving in his face XD

thank you for your request @bleper!💙 you have a fantastic dayyy! (sorry I couldn't do the other idea, my art was not arting T3T)

CW! blood, but not much, it's more like old dried blood

#alrighty guys ill be gone for a week or so. i might do some while im away but it depends on how im feeling #if i do they will be on paper #linked universe #linkeduniverse #lu #lu fanart #art requests #my art #lu legend #hero of legend #not really whumpy #cw blood #i saw someone ask if Legend perhaps bit his tongue thats why he was coughing up blood #which is possible!#i think i just didnt make it clear that he has a wound on his side XD all that red on his tunic has the blood blending in

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inumbrapugnabimus-maybe · 2 days

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Another @linkeduniverse panel redraw!

@bluevaractyl, sorry this took so long!!

Version without the text and also the og panel under the cut :)

Tbh the main reason this took so long was because out of all the panels you sent me I accidentally chose the one with rather complex hands 🤦‍♀️

I have a whole new level of respect for Jojo now XD

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bokettochild · 19 hours

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So what if Four was getting kidnapped but couldn’t defeat the person on their own (probably due to being unwilling or unable to break a plot they have going on)? What would Legend do?

Legend is naturally the sort of person to be protective of his brothers, but considering he knows Four's fate, he's- let's say- a bit desperate to do all in his power to prevent Four from meeting the terrible fate he has in the Place of the Four Sword. So, naturally, if something is going down in relation to Four, Legend will be giving his all. All those items we've never seen him use yet? Well, it's time to pull 'em out. Nothing's too good to not use when it comes to saving his brother, and heaven help the person involved! Soft fluffy bunny he might be, but fear ad love are far more dangerous than rage or hate, and this boy will be stopped by nothing short of death (and probably not even that) if he thinks he can do something to help.

#lu legend #asks and answers #linked universe #linkeduniverse

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luimagines · 1 day

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Two in a Bush

Another commission!

They asked for Reader getting separated in a dungeon and Wild panics to find them. :D

Masterlist

Content under the cut!

Wild wasn’t sure what to expect of a place like this.

He didn’t have anything like this in his world. He had the Divine Beasts that he had to figure out but those were giant mechanical weapons. Not some fortress that had a hidden secret at the end.

Comparing the two- he supposes they aren’t all that different. From the monsters, to the puzzles, to even the multiple floors for a few of them, Wild could confidently say that he still had no idea what he was doing. Luckily, many of the others seemed to have more than enough practice and experience to go around. Wild was more than happy to leave the spearheading to them.

It gave him an excuse to look after you instead.

You were a special circumstance amongst this group of heroes. It caught Wild’s attention in more ways than one.

It was just unfortunate that you had zero fighting experience like the rest of them. Not that he personally considered it a fault of yours, don’t misunderstand him, but the idea of being with a group that does nothing but fight without being able to fight didn’t sit right with him. Granted, he was happy and delighted by the idea that you came from a place where you could live normally. It made him jealous in a good way. He wanted that for himself as well- but you would have had it from the beginning and that’s something that he knew he would never achieve.

However this also meant that they would have to be on the lookout for you specifically. Without any knowledge of how to properly defend yourself, it meant that they would have to pick up the slack.

Not that they would ever phrase it that way and much less to your face. Wild had thought that he could take the opportunities to look cooler and more heroic in an attempt to catch your attention but even he knew that it was a fool’s dream to picture it that way… That didn’t stop him from day dreaming though.

Regardless, he stuck by your side as the group explored the dungeon, sword at the ready and willing to defend you if needed.

You seemed content to explore the dungeon just like the rest of them, keeping pace and looking around with childlike wonder on your face. It made Wild smile.

Suddenly, the group was attacked.

Everyone sprang into action, Wild included to take down the threats in the new room. While there was usually only a handful per section, this room had an unusually high amount of monsters. It took all hands on deck to diminish the threat and clear the area before they could continue exploring.

Wild was lucky enough to stay behind the larger hoard of monsters, shooting at the threats to help his brother before they broke the line. He switched to his sword and charged ahead, slashing the threats along with the others until there weren’t any left. Tired, but relieved, Wild turned back to you with a smile on your face.

But you were nowhere to be seen.

His heart dropped and so did his sword from his hand. The metal clang echoed in the room. “Guys?”

Many turned their heads to him.

Wild looked back to the group asking for where you were, prompting them to look around the room as well. Wild didn’t like the looks on their faces as they came to the same conclusion they did.

“Where did they go?” Wind scratched the top of their head.

“Were they pushed out of the room?” Twilight stood straighter, jogging to the entrance for a better look.

Hyrule followed the Rancher without missing a beat. “If they didn’t, then we have a bigger problem on our hands than any puzzle we can find in this dungeon.”

Wild could feel his anxiety rise within him. You were right there. How could he lose you? There’s still more monsters to go through. You can’t fight them. You can’t. He needs to find you. He needs to find you now.

“Oh hello.” Legend whistles, calling the attention of the others. “Champion, were you over here at first?”

Wild turns around and nods. “Yeah, I tried to keep them here so they wouldn’t be cornered so easily if they had to run.”

He doesn’t like the look on Legend’s face. There’s a panel on the wall but Wild didn’t think much of it at first.

Legend points to it. “Who wants to bet they’re on the other side?”

“What?” Warrior furrows his eyebrows. “What does a weird wall with a human shape have to do with-”

Legend grins and places himself in the human imprint. The wall spins suddenly with a quiet whirr and returns to its original position. Without Legend in it.

Wild doesn’t want to waste any time. He runs to the panel despite the cries of the other boys, too in shock over Legend’s disappearance to stop him from doing the same. He places his back to the metal and gasps as it spins just as it did for the Veteran.

He comes face to face with another room entirely and takes a step away. The wall stays the same.

Legend dusts himself as he takes in the new room. He’s looking at the map they collected earlier, trying to figure out where they go and where this would lead. He’s scratching the side of his head, pushing his hat to a dangerous edge where it could fall off with one movement. He looks perplexed. He doesn’t seem to like what he’s seeing. Wild doesn’t want to think about going into uncharted waters and what that could mean for you.

Wild scans the room as well. There’s some more monster hidden in the shadows to his left and there’s a deadend to his right. In front of him, there is a hallway just beyond the room but there’s another exit just ahead of the monsters.

The monsters notice him and begin to make their way closer to the duo. The wall behind them spins again, signaling the arrival of a third member but Wild pays no attention to it.

He still can’t find you so he takes off running, picking a random exit in hopes that it leads him to where you could be. How far could you get in such a short time? Surely he could catch up in time before something happens, right?

He hears the Four call after him but he pays no mind to it. Footsteps begin to echo behind him along with the muffled cries of the monsters as they were shot on sight.

Wild takes a deep breath and looks around. He finds a new spot but there’s still no sign of you, even as he desperately begins to call for your name. There’s more monsters in this new room and he’s quick to deal with them. His building panic and frustration adds fuel to the fire as he channels it into a quiet rage to kill the offending beasts.

Once the room is empty, it remains empty. Not wanting to waste any more time, Wild turns on his heels and runs out as fast as his feet can carry him.

He’s already lost. He doesn’t know where he is. He doesn’t know where the others are, nor does he hear them anymore. His breath is the only sound to surround him. It comes out haggard and stunted. He coughs- feeling a drop of saliva attempt to go down the wrong pipe.

Wild whips his head up, not bothering to continue catching his breath. He starts running again, finding a new path into a new room. There’s more monsters and he deals with them as quickly as the prior ones.

Panic has fully set into his bones as each turn produces more and more failure.

Tears well up in eyes and in his frustration, Wild punches the wall. He hurts his hands more than he hurts the wall.

As in response, he hears a sound. It’s muffled and faint, but he can hear the familiar cry of rage and determination just beyond the bricks and mortar. It’s a battle cry.

It sounds like you.

Spurred on by the sound, Wild goes on the attack. He beats the wall with everything he has before the ground beneath him gives way. He tumbles and instinctually tucks himself into a ball. Wild wraps his arms around his head and uses his legs to try and gain control of his graceless descent. He eventually comes to a grinding halt and he unfurls himself from the positions he’s put himself in.

He is only inches away from the edge of what appears to be a cliff. His heart jumps at the sight as he rolls away.

Wild, remembering why he had tried to get through the wall to begin with, pushes himself to his feet.

A monster cries before it dies, quickly followed by more and more sounds of pain and anger. Another battle cry rings out, this time much more clear than what Wild had heard previously.

It is most definitely you.

Wild looks over the edge hesitantly. It would be great if he had finally found you… But it would be a hit to his psyche if he were to see you in battle. He’s afraid of what he might see. Are you hurt? Are you terrified?

He looks over anyway.

Instead of terror, he’s pleasantly surprised to see that same determined look on your face that he’s seen on so many other faces. Your eyebrows are closely knit together and there’s a glint in your eyes that he’s never seen before.

They’re hardened and sharp. There’s an ax in your hand that you no doubt stole from one of the monsters you must have come across. You look angry and there’s multiple splatters of blood over your clothes and exposed skin. The fabric that covers sticks to your body from the sweat you’ve produced from the intensity you’ve put into defending yourself.

Wild finds himself glued to your figure. You fight ferociously even though your lack of training is evident. He watches you with his jaw agape and his hand on the handle of the sheikah slate. He’s entranced. This is hot.

The sheikah makes the familiar sound of a picture being taken before he reaches for his bow. From above, he aims for the monsters that come against you. His attacks throw the monsters into confusion as they search for the second hidden threat. The distraction gives you the perfect opportunity to strike them back and finish them off.

Once the last of the monsters has fallen, its body fallen beside the others, you take the last remaining part of your sleeve and wipe your forehead. You smear the blood splotches over your cheek in the process. Wild takes another picture. You look up, using your hand to try and block out any competing light and see him.

Wild snaps one more picture, hoping that it catches the way you instantly relax and smile up at him. He hopes he catches the way your eyes light up at the sight of him and the way you’ve held the weapon high in the air in greeting, making it look more like a victory stance over your enemies. He waves back enthusiastically. He’s never felt more proud in his life. “You did it!”

“Link!” You cry back and drop the weapon. You run close to the cliff, craning your neck to your sight on him. “You found me!”

Maybe you didn’t hear him.

Wild shakes his head affectionately and takes a few steps back. He doesn’t see your eyebrows furrow again or the confused tilt to your head. Instead, Wild takes a running leap and jumps off of the cliff. He opens up the paraglider and uses it to glide down safely to where you stand.

You run to him before he hits the ground, nearly tackling him as he lands. Wild wraps his arms around you instinctually, calming his pounding heart now that you’ve returned safely to his arms. You take in a shuddering breath and tuck your face into the crook of his neck. You feel inclined to repeat yourself. “You found me.”

“I wouldn’t stop searching until I did.” Wild whispers. He pulls back and wipes the remaining blood off of your face. “What happened? How did you end up here?”

You smile sheepishly and scratch the back of your neck. “During that first fight, I got pushed back far enough into the wall. It spun around and next thing I knew, I was in another room. I saw the monsters on the far end and figured that it would be better to not be spotted. I snuck out and only ran into more monsters so I kept going. Next thing I know I ended up down here and couldn’t not fight back.”

“Where did you even get the ax?”

“I stole it.”

Wild snickers and finally lets you go. His hands rest on your shoulders, rubbing them affectionately. “I didn’t think you had it in you.”

You grin in return, putting on a smirk. “I just pretended they were customers on Black Friday. I’ve always wanted to fend them off with a stick.”

He has no idea what that means. “Ok- but you had an ax and they were monsters.”

“...High stakes Black Friday shoppers.”

Wild hangs his head in defeat. He tries his hardest to not laugh at your facial expression. It seems as if you know what you’re talking about at least, so it’s a small comfort. “Alright. Come on. Let’s get out of here.”

“Are the others waiting for us?” You take his hand, stepping in time with him as he takes a good look around this new area. For the better part, it looks like a ditch with no way in or out- except for above.

“Sooomething like that.” Wild chews on his lip, switching to his climbing gear. He picks you up with zero hesitation, throwing you onto his back and he begins to scale the wall. You yelp and shriek, hitting his back as he climbs.

“Hey! A warning would have been great!”

“Hang on. I got this.”

“...Thanks.”

“You’re welcome.”

You snort. He’s ignoring your tone on purpose. Slowly, you adjust yourself on his back so you don’t fall off and wait until he’s reached the top. Once he lets you down, you smack the back of his head.

He blocks it effortlessly, leaning in instead to kiss your cheek. There’s laughter on his breath as he checks you out once more. “I hope you're ready for a lot of walking. I’ll have you know that we are very lost.”

“Are we?”

“Oh yeah.”

“Oh.” You think for a moment and look back at Wild. You end up chewing on your lip as well. “Are we in trouble?”

“You? No. Me? Most definitely.”

#linked universe #linkeduniverse #linked universe x reader #lu x reader #lu wild #the title was a placeholder #and it stuck #it has nothing to do with the story ^.^*

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luna-lovegreat · 3 days

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I just love how the word that roused Twilight every time

Was fight

When he thought he was dying

Felt that fear more closely than ever before

When told to fight

He did it

From @linkeduniverse au! :D

#linkeduniverse #linked universe #Lu twilight #mr stubborn #it's like #like the meme where someone waking up #*shoots upright* 'shit I'm late to the battle!'#'oh right I was injured'#'I'm a fighter!!!!!'#the word fight is his alarm clock #like letters are for sky

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crazylittlejester · 18 hours

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Scene: a baffled Warriors under a cuddle pile.

Warriors is like, I'm wearing metal armor. This can't be comfortable.

The response from the pile is a quick comment about how he's also bony and should do something about that, but he is warm and he has a soft scarf and he always smells ridiculously nice while everyone else is just sweaty and smelly.

Warriors is not freed from the cuddle pile.

Sorry this took me so long to do, it’s finals week and I’ve been real eepy 😔

Here you go!! (369):

Warriors held out his arms and Twilight gratefully sagged against him, knocking them both over onto the bed at the inn.

“Hey??” He squeaked when the rancher made no motion to get off of him. “Twi, move. Twi! I need to get my armor off!!”

Twilight didn’t move off of him at all, instead cuddling up closer to him, which could not have been very comfortable. Wild came in and flopped down as well, and Warriors groaned.

“No, no, we’re not doing this,” he laughed, trying not to panic when he realized he couldn’t move at all. “Guys! Oh come on, this can’t be comfortable.”

“Your boney ass elbow is poking into my ribs,” Wild huffed, and Warriors couldn’t help the offended squawk he made.

“Whose fault is it that you’re laying on top of me, Wild??” He demanded, going limp and giving up his fight to break free. Twilight was easily double his size, he wasn’t going to be pushing him off any time soon, not with the champion laying on top of him as well.

He hadn’t been expecting the rancher to roll off him with a pissed off sounding sigh. “You have three minutes to take your armor off and then you’re getting dragged back down into the pile.”

Warriors didn’t waste a second, he scrambled to pull off his armor and outer green tunic so he could take his chain mail off, and had a little less than a minute left over to change into his night shirt after putting all his things away before Twilight, true to his word, dragged him back down.

He was sandwiched between the rancher and Wild, who both quickly fell asleep, when Sky came in and wiggled his way into the ‘pile’ as well. It wasn’t long before the others all showed up, throwing themselves on top of him in some fashion.

Time stopped in the doorway, smiling down at him after Wind had climbed on the very top of the cuddle pile. “Stuck?”

“Couldn’t move if I tried,” Warriors sighed, rolling his eyes fondly. With all his brothers pressed against him, he found it harder and harder to keep his eyes open, and pretty soon he was asleep.

#linked universe #linkeduniverse #lu warriors #lu twilight #lu wild #lu time #jes talks #jes ask #jes fic

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skyward-floored · 1 day

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The Lost Woods aren’t so bad.

Not after traversing them more times then Link can count, at least. Sure the paths shift, and monsters occasionally slip their way inside to hide in the bushes and trees, but Link knows the way to the clearing where he needs to go.

The forest only needs to let him.

His boots cut through soft grass, an occasional crunch belaying a leaf. The song of the woods is on the wind, and Link follows its winding tune, the pipes of water, strings and drums of leaves and branches. Quiet giggles make his ears twitch, but Link knows to ignore them.

He plays the game of the Woods, walking its paths, watching poes with a careful eye to see where they lead. The song dances by, high and low, loud and soft, and the flute that sometimes joins it makes his heart ache.

Time stretches strangely under the canopy of trees and fog— Link feels like he’s been here for hours now, but the glimpses of sunshine that peek through the branches are no different from how it was when he arrived. Link passes through another clearing, doubt beginning to nip at his heels. They’re not called the Lost Woods for no reason after all, and he’s starting to wonder if he hasn’t passed their test this time.

Is it because of what I’ve done since last I’ve been here?

But then something in the air, in him, clicks, eases, Link doesn’t know the word. But it’s like a fog lifts from his vision, and the path he needs to take is suddenly obvious. Link follows the pull past flowers and stones, over a barely-there path. It guides him through the yawning mouth of a log, and birds softly chirp as he emerges into a familiar clearing.

Fog drifts past his boots as he looks around, and a single shaft of sunlight breaks past the trees, drawing his vision to sparkling blue.

Link exhales, and steps forward, squirrels and other small creatures darting away into the bushes. He steps up onto the small stone platform, and doesn’t move for a long moment, looking at where the Master Sword sits with wisps of fog and sunlight dancing around her. Waiting for him.

“Hey old girl,” Link says softly, and for some reason his throat aches as he rests a hand on her hilt. “Been a while.”

The metal under his skin is both hot and cold, warmed by the sun’s light, and cooled by the stone it rests in. Despite years exposed to the elements, the Master Sword isn’t covered in greenery like it was the first time Link found her. Nor is her shine diminished in the slightest. Her blade is dimmed only because she rests, her power waiting for the next hero who needs her.

Who just happens to be Link again.

A shaking sigh escapes him, and Link puts both of his hands around her hilt, the electrifying hot-and-cold sharp-and-soft thrill of her power zipping through him as he pulls.

The Master Sword slips loose just like it did when he pulled her the first time, and Link raises her to the sky, the fog parting and fading away. The sunlight brightens somehow, making her sparkle and glow, and Link’s throat tightens again.

He hadn’t realized until now how badly he’d missed her.

Link lowers the blade again, running a hand over her cool steel as he studies her, looking over her finer points to familiarize himself with the weapon once again. Something is different, he realizes after a minute or two. And when it finally dawns on him what it is, he holds the Master Sword tighter, almost hugging her.

“I’ve grown,” he says quietly.

The blade fits his size now.

Instead of the still-pudgy hands of a child grasping at her hilt, there’s the worn hands of an adventurer ghosting along the metal, scars catching in her grooves. There’s blood staining his hands now that wasn’t there before, yet she still allowed him to pull her.

“You fit better, now,” he continues, voice shaking a little. “Hopefully this’ll... make things easier.”

His breath hitches, and Link swallows it back, clasping the sacred blade in his arms like one would an old friend.

He squeezes his eyes closed.

“I guess I thought I wouldn’t be doing this again,” Link whispers, ghosting his fingers along the gem in her hilt. “Not... not after the last one.”

Not after what I did.

The metal seems to warm just a hair, like the sunshine got pulled into it, and Link rests his head against the Master Sword, allowing a single drop of saltwater to trail down his cheek.

“Thanks,” he croaks, and the softest, faintest of chimes echoes in his heart.

It’s enough to pull him from the grief that was threatening to swallow him up again, and Link sets aside the weight of an island, and focuses instead on the weight of the sword, and his kingdom.

He’s needed. He can’t get lost in grief.

Link breathes out, running his hand along the steel one more time, and then he gently sheathes her, stepping down from the platform.

“Here we go again old girl,” he says as he steps outside of the clearing, weary with grief, but determined to stop the evil returning yet again.

He closes his eyes.

“One more time.”

A single pure note chimes in his chest, and Link feels something other than grief wrap itself around him, urging him forward to take another step, to press on despite the weight.

It feels a little bit like hope.

#had sudden intense feelings about Legend and the Master Sword #and if he was dumped into albw events very shortly after koholint (a mean headcanon I have)#cranked this out in under two hours last night when I couldn’t sleep #bon appetit #linkeduniverse #linked universe #lu legend #linked universe legend #linked universe fic #lu fic #a link between worlds #but specifically pre lu #writing from the floor #if this feels like a vent fic no it doesn’t shhhh

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