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we love Hestu in this house

#loml #nicole unhinged ™

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#nicole unhinged ™ #:)

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#nicole unhinged ™ #yeah lol

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memes excavated from the depths of my art file

#lu memes #linkeduniverse #linked universe #thank you these are beautiful

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#nicole unhinged ™ #yeah

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Knock Knock (Link x Reader) College AU

hi, here's a quick drabble before i head out to dinner lol

written in like half an hour and barely proofread. hope you enjoy!

cw: afab!student!reader, student!Link, quite suggestive but nothing explicit, implied cunnilingus, implied penetration, just a really really horny Link LMAOAOA

wc: 339

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"Knock knock." A quiet, bemused chirp sounded before you. After spending several minutes trying to figure out what the hell you meant to write at 7 in the morning, you peered up from your hastily strewn notes from today's lecture. You shifted in your nest of pillows and plushies to crinkle your nose at the simpering Link.

"Link, I love you, but I don't have time for--"

"Knock knock." He repeated again, his lips cracking into an ever wider grin. Wary of the antics your gremlin boyfriend liked to pull, you continued to eye him with cold suspicion as he stared at you with joyful expectancy. The huff you sighed sent your eyes rolling into the back of your head as you continued this little game.

"Who's there?"

"Knock up." He leaned in suddenly, grabbing the edge of your notes with one hand and pushing you further into the bed with the other. The crumply chorus of notes hitting the table sounded in your throbbing ears as the world turned topsy-turvy, suddenly facing the blank canvas of your ceiling and Link's blown-out blues.

His back curved slowly; your bed creaked under the gradual dip as his lips neared your own, his hot breath shuddering through your flushed cheeks. A soft warmth, pulsing with agitated desire, worked your thoughts into mush as his mouth moved with your own in a practiced dance. His hands explored the peaks and valleys of your body, kneading at the supple plush that pooled his fingers; he angled his head to capture more of you in his dizzying, suffocatingly sweet kiss. Your temples throbbed louder and louder, protesting the shortening supply of oxygen in your body and your hands rapidly patted his bicep. One last press, and he popped away panting and red.

"K-Knock up... who...?" You croaked, your throat drying at the glorious reveal of Link's toned stomach and muscly arms. He tossed his shirt somewhere on your floor and leaned down, face-to-face with the growing wet patch on your shorts.

"Knock up you."

#link #link x you #link x reader #link x reader smut #loz link #loz link smut #loz link x reader #link legend of zelda #legend of zelda x reader #legend of zelda fanfiction #loz smut #legend of zelda smut #legend of zelda

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hi nicoleeee i read your post and just wanna say i hope everything goes well for you!! that sounds like alot going on so do not feel pressured or obligated to create things. (btw congrats for your research position and relationship yaaayy!)

I hope you are able to take time for urself and indulge in what you enjoy too

*dramatically with affection* ill wait for you like the first snow 😭 😭 😭 n ill never lose faith in your return

anyways do take care though and looking forward to hearing from you and seeing your work when you have the time 💜

AAAAHHH TY ANON, YOU'RE SO SWEET 🥹🥹 it's alot rn, but honestly my life hasn't been this good for a very long time, so I'm quite grateful :) thank you for your continued patience w me--I hope to write plenty of stories for you soon!! ♡♡♡

#nicole unhinged ™ #i sometimes complain abt whats going on in my life #but truly #i'm so grateful to be where i am now #it feels like my character building arc is finally over 😭😭 #please remember no matter how deep you are in the weeds #the sun is always shining overhead

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hey yall! just wanted to update you on where I'm at :)

sorry for being rather inactive!! turns out they weren't kidding when they said that research position would be time consuming 😵‍💫😵‍💫 that + regular classes + projects + exams + social life (especially since this is my last semester and I won't be seeing my friends for... well, ever) + a new relationship?!?!?!?!? = I've been very very busy and haven't had a lot of time to write, or even be on Tumblr for the most part. this also means that requests are gonna have to stay closed for the time being... sorry yall :(

but!!! I don't plan on leaving any time soon! it's just.... gonna take a while for me to get anything out. I have a bunch of things going on in my life that (unfortunately) take precedence over writing, but I still really wanna write some stuff for you all. to do that, I've been thinking about posting shorter fics or drabbles or (what i call) 'bullet point fics' while working on longer fics on the side. that way, this blog doesn't collect dust, I still have a creative outlet, and you can keep reading!

also, I've been thinking about moving my fics over to ao3. I had a really horrible dream that *everything* on my blog got deleted SOOOO for my peace of mind as well, i'll be moving all existing and future fics to my ao3 incase smth goes wrong on tumblr (which will be linked in my pinned post)!

you can also find some old fics I've done in other fandoms teehee

please don't laugh I've had that acc since like middle school ASJSOQLSPA

my inbox is always open if you wanna chat or talk about random stuff like pigeons or fish or my research heheh! I get so excited when I see a lil message sitting in my inbox, so please don't ever hesitate to reach out!!

that should be it--thank you for being patient w me. tbh, I've been really struggling creatively, and real life isn't giving me much of the break I need to recuperate. I'm hoping this new format going forward will help w that!

love you all and take care!!! :) ♡

#nicole unhinged ™ #update!!

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catharsis of punishment this catharsis of forgiveness that. what about the catharsis of it finally being acknowledged that it wasn't your fault. the catharsis of being relieved of the burden of guilt that never should have been yours to carry.

#nicole unhinged ™ #oh this #this got some TANG to it

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oh my favorite trope? two people who go through something so unique and agonizing and entirely beyond words that they have no choice but to create a bond that transcends all other types of love, thus acting as the sole point of understanding for the other person in a world that cannot fathom what they’ve been through

#nicole unhinged ™ #y'all already know who i'm talking abt LMAO #legend of zelda #loz

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thank you for the tag lovely!!!

speak well? 1 (english LMAO) but i love learning different languages! some languages i've tried learning in the past are tagalog/ilonggo (my home dialect heh), korean, german, japanese, ASL, and mandarin! of the languages i've listed, i'm more confident in my ilonggo, korean, ASL, and german.

sirena and kapre for sure, and maybe the tiyanak. they are creatures from philippine mythology that my dad would tell me abt :)

just a regular ol' wizard! i love learning and reading, and i've always been such a huge sucker for magic classes in general lol

promise and from the start, both by laufey....... yeah...... we kinda goin thru it lol BUT ALSO THEY'RE JUST REALLY GORGEOUS SONGS

i've always wanted to become a writer (surprise, surprise) but writing is such a sacred and intimate part of myself that i don't really want to be tainted by ~The Joys Of Capitalism~ besides, i love what i'm studying now and i wouldn't change it for anything! so ig my final answer would be a marine biologist/conservationist :)

writing (wow), reading, playing video games, and working out!

debt mugs!!! i love mugs v much <3

libra!

INFP!

no pressure tags! feel free to join iyw <3

@numberonehere2008 @uncleskyrule @hanayori89 @suniix

Tag this for people you wanna learn more about! Woooo!

•How many languages do you speak?

•What’s your favorite fantasy creature?

•If you could be any DND class, what would you be and why?

•Song currently stuck in your head?

•Dream job (can be anything, no matter how outlandish)

•What’s your main hobby?

•Do you collect anything? If so, what?

•Zodiac sign? (I don’t believe in them, I just think they’re neat)

•MBTI?

@morganas-simp @david-goldrock @shinekocreator @mikewheelerfan2022 @rainy-sel @oliviartist

Even if I didn’t tag you, feel free to reply!!

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Instead of doing anything that I'm supposed to, here are some alignment charts part 4

#lu #linkeduniverse #lu alignment chart

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care to tell us more about pigeons >:) ?

omfg i thought you'd never ask >:)

for thousands and thousands of years, pigeons have been at humanity's side as messengers, beloved pets, and holy symbols. going back to the messenger thing, pigeons had been used extensively during the World Wars to communicate between different battle fronts. i highly recommend reading up on the story of Cher Ami, the most decorated homing pigeon in U.S. history who saved a battalion of almost 200 men during WWI.

BUT ANYWAYS, for the longest time pigeons were beloved companions to people in one way or another. but technological advancements and societal/cultural shifts meant shunting away the old, leading to the release/escape of so many pigeons. many had their lofts torn down, leaving them to fend for themselves when they had relied on humans for so long.

ofc, nature always finds a way and they were able to survive without humans directly helping them, but bc of their history, close proximity to civilization was inevitable. pigeons became 'nuisances' for just trying to survive in major metropolitan areas.

we literally BRED THEM TO BE COMFORTABLE WITH HUMANS. and now we despise them, abandoned them in every sense of the word--cast them off as nothing but dirty pests that should be culled.

disease transmission is def a concern, but it's quite rare for individuals to contract them--the only people who are at risk are those who have a compromised immune system.

and yes they do poop everywhere, i can see how that would be annoying, but they're birds. birds. you can't get mad at them for carrying out natural biological processes.

SO IN CONCLUSION, these once beloved birds who have played significant roles in the cultures of long-forgotten empires and thriving modern civilizations, these intelligent birds who have served as humanity's communication system since FOREVER, these gorgeous birds bred for their beauty and grace and represent a universal symbol of peace, are considered ugly vermin--rats with wings--bc they dare live within our human spaces even though we've purposely bred them to. after we have grown tired of them. after we had no more use for them.

these once celebrated, cherished birds forced to make nests out of screws and nails.

#nicole unhinged ™ #i can go on and on abt this #it breaks my heart thinking about their history #justice for pigeons frfr #i got into my major bc i wanted to learn how people can peacefully and sustainably coexist with nature #and stories like these make me question if such a future is even possible #so please be gentle w pigeons #please #they're also just trying to survive #they have called us their home and have always returned to us #but how can you go back to a home that no longer exists? #homing pigeons never found their way back

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Twilight Princess link: oh man i sure am lost in this dungeon, if ONLY thete was some sort of way to magically warp out of here

The magic boob chicken creature in his pocket:

#loz #the legend of zelda #legend of zelda

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Work of Art Modern AU (Link x Reader) II

(a/n) hooray i'm finally done w the second chapter! thank you for being patient <3 i'm hoping to wrap up this lil series in the next chapter, so please stay tuned! i also left the hair/makeup/clothes rather vague so you can imagine what you usually wear :)

i do plan to open up requests soon, but i want to finish some other fics beforehand! i need a lil break from this series, so i'll post a few one-shots before picking it up again, okay? i have a general idea of where i wanna go, but i need time to sit on it some more. hope you understand :)

as always, i hope you enjoy!!!

read the first chapter here!

cw: fluff, some swearing, afab!photographer!reader, kinda made groose a villain sorry, also link and zelda went to jail lmao (specific crime not mentioned), may/may not have proofread this half asleep so there might be some typos lol

wc: 3.2k

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The aggravating, strangling chorus of cars sounding the start of their day blended oddly with the melodious, persistent whispers of the few songbirds residing in your city's park. You groaned, splitting your eyes open to meet the beam of sun pouring through your windows and stretching across your ceiling. You sat up with a huff, staring blankly at the wall in front of you as your half-slumbering senses slowly began loading in your surroundings. The familiar parchedness of arousal pecked and prodded at your throat and you blindly grabbed for the water bottle by your nightstand, relishing the clarity the aqua elixir breathed into you.

After setting down your water bottle, you reached for your phone to check the time only to be greeted with the silhouette of an empty battery cell. You groaned, ducking under your nightstand and glaring at the charger that had popped out of your socket (which you shoved right back in). As you sat right-side up, a rather... noxious smell pervaded your nostrils and you grimaced, eyes flashing to the trashcan brimming with old leftover containers and scraps of food skins that have darkened past recognition. You swung yourself out of bed, waddled to the bathroom, and came out shortly after brushing your teeth and doing your business. You silenced your retching thoughts as you neared your trashcan, swiftly tying the biohazardous thing and hauling ass to your door.

As your hand wrapped around the doorknob, the yellow-creme of a folded note tucked almost inconspicuously by your doormat harkened for your attention. Brows knitting, you stooped over and scooped the thing into your palm, inspecting it briefly; you placed it on your countertop and picked up the trash bag. Whatever it was, it could wait.

Fortunately (and unfortunately sometimes), you lived right by the garbage room, so disposing of your trash took literally seconds. You bid adieu to the squishy bag as it tumbled into the deep, dark abyss of the garbage chute and headed back inside, beelining for your sink before turning your eyes to the folded note. Your eyes bore into the tiny thing as you dried your hands, not picking up anything that could be considered threatening. If it wasn't your landlord making passive-aggressive comments about your ability to pay rent, what could it be? You unfolded the note, mentally bracing yourself.

Good morning! Wanna grab some coffee?

— Link, your neighbor :)

Oh...

You could physically feel your heart swoon (was that normal?) and it took quite a bit of effort to not start maniacally giggling in the center of your room. Your body was not made to process so much energy first thing in the morning, so your feet began pacing in circles as you read the note over and over.

Okay... Calm down, (F/N). It's not as if it's a love letter or anything. Just a... friend. Who wants to grab coffee with you... Wait a minute, what time was it?

Your head whipped to the digital clock carved into your stove, the numbers '11:45' blinking in dull, green flashes. Your head swiveled back to the note and clock, your zeal transfiguring to horror. A screech of sorts ripped out of your throat and you tumbled towards the bathroom, slipping on your apartment's waxed wooden floors and flumping into a drawer with a clattery thud. You hissed, rubbing the part of your arm that collided with the wood and hobbled to the bathroom, wary of its slick tiles.

When in the world did you wake up?! Gods, by the time you’re done preparing it won’t even be morning! You did your best to channel your anxious energy into something productive as you styled your hair how you liked it and popped some color on your lips.

You tumbled out the bathroom and skidded to your wardrobe, throwing some tried and true outfits onto your bed and pressing others flush against your frame. You heard the gentle ding of your phone coming to life and you dove for it, fingers gliding across the smooth screen and opening the weather app.

It was… a bit chilly, but nothing you couldn’t handle. You filed through your top contenders, and ultimately decided on one of your favorite outfits! You twirled around in front of your mirror, pressing one hand to your chest and smoothing out the wrinkles with the other. After adjusting your hair for the final time, you threw a peace sign and puckered your lips before speed walking to the door, slipping your essentials into a purse and forcing on your shoes.

You zoomed out your apartment, turning on your heels in a dime and rasping a few quick knocks against his door. A couple seconds ticked by before you heard the metal ka-chink! of the lock; out peered Link, who hid half his trembling?? reddened?? face behind his palm. Your half-baked (but still very genuine) apology lodged in your throat as a million and one thoughts raced through your brain.

“… W-What?” You carded your fingers through your hair and fiddled with the edge of your clothes. “Is there something on me?”

“You made…” He cleared his throat, rubbing his chest. “Quite the noise earlier.”

… Noi—?

Oh.

Oh.

You had forgotten just how thin your walls are.

“Oh gods, you heard that...?!” Mortification enfeebled your voice into a wavery cry. You buried your face in your palms, your skin melting from shame.

“It’s okay! I-It was funny, I swear!”

Panic wrought your frame into a quiver and Link hurriedly changed the subject.

“So, uh, d-do you still wanna get coffee?"

"Y-Yeah!" You piped, distress vaporizing into bashfulness. "Sorry for waking up so late."

"Not at all," he smiled, slipping past his door, "it's Saturday after all."

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The bright, ringing ting of the bell hanging by the door preluded the cozy murmurs of a slow, cozy Saturday afternoon and the grinding, hissing machinery of coffee grinders and milk frothers. The robust, earthy notes of coffee streaked with airy hints of creme and vanilla wrapped you in a sense of warm nostalgia only coffee shops seemed to hold.

Hints of faded brick peeked out from bouquets of hanging dried flowers and the junction where wall met floor was littered with legions of potted plants, many of which you had never seen before. The look of awe on your face filled Link's heart with enthusiastic amusement; the chatter of the next stream of patrons sounded in his ears and he quietly beckoned you a little ways past the counter with a graze on your arm.

"I've tried pretty much everything on the menu, so let me know if you need any recommendations." He breathed close to your ear, wedging his body between you and the newly formed crowd congregating behind you. Your heart lurched to the base of your throat, his baritone voice rumbling in your ear; a shuddering, imperceptible breath left your lips.

"What do you usually get?" You hummed, turning your head to look back at him and almost teasing the tip of your nose along his cheek. A flit of blue met your (E/C)s; you got front-row seats to his color-changing cheeks.

"S-Sorry... It's a bit crowded here, so..."

"No worries." You beamed, hoping to laugh off some of the tension. You wrought your fingers into tight balls and turned your gaze towards the menu.

"I usually get black coffee." He mumbled, his voice dropping a little ways past a whisper. "Wakes me right up."

"Damn, really?" You choked out, scowling at him as if he had three heads.

"Yes! Gods, it's really not that bad once you get used to it." He bellowed heartily, a toothy grin splitting his lips.

After some more mental deliberation, you both slipped into line. The barista greeted you with a smile as warm as her coffee.

"Hey there, it's nice to see you again. The usual?" She motioned to Link, who just nodded with a smile of his own. Her hands flew across her screen, logging in his order before turning to you. "And what can I get you, hun?"

You relayed your order, but not without raising your voice past the prepubescent squeals of the rowdy teenage boys circusing behind you. As she confirmed your order, your digits sifted through your wallet to pull out your card, and during the second you spent looking at your hands you heard the card reader beep a confirmation. Your head whipped up just in time to see the waxy receipt churn out of the printer before being handed over to Link.

"Oh Link, I could have paid!" You exclaimed, watching him crease the receipt into a neat rectangle and shoving it in his pocket. He waved you off and stepped to the side, allowing the couple behind you to order.

"Don't worry, I got it."

"Thank you..." (E/C) eyes cast downward and honed in on the way your shoes scuttled the wood. A faint, rosy blush powdered your cheeks and warm, fuzzy timidness hooked your lips just enough to crinkle your nose most softly; Link mentally clutched his chest. You were just too cute!!!

A sudden force jammed between his shoulders knocked the breath out of his lungs. His body blurred towards you; a guttural grunt echoed in your ear before you felt something firm tighten about your waist. Link's frantic corrections caught you both just before you fell. He snapped his head at his aggressor.

The snickering simpers of those obnoxious boys peeked past his shoulders, crestfalling at the young man's deathly glower. His heart rumbled in your ears as his arms tensed you further into him. The idle, leisurely air fractured into something cold, calculated fury licking past the cracks of the broken peace. Everyone's attention was lasered in on you and the boys.

One of the boys at the back of the pack tapped the larger boys' elbows and, with a stammer of an apology, scrambled out of the cafe. Link watched their fleeing figures in total silence until the last of them disappeared past a street corner. Everyone creaked back to their own conversations, hushed whispers about what happened leaking into your ears. Link slowly glimpsed down at you, eyes softening.

"Are you okay?"

"Y-Yeah..." You murmured, your heart palpitating to the faint smell of pine and amber wafting to your nose. "Thanks for catching us."

He nodded and slowly unhooked his arm from your waist, taking a few steps back with a lovely red tinting his pearly skin. Before he could say anything, the velvety purr of the barista buttered the air.

"Order for Link!"

He met your gaze with a small smile before taking a few steps back and collecting your drinks. With a confident crook on her lips, she slipped a thin paper bag along with your drinks. Link eyed it, head tilting and brows crinkling.

"My treat. As thanks for taking care of those goons for me."

Link's eyes brightened, slipping a gleeful 'thank you' before nabbing the drinks and free snacks. He handed you your drink and turned to his friend, bowing his head in thanks.

"Come again, Mr. Hero. You too, (F/N)."

Was the last thing you heard before the door-mounted chime silenced the idyllic cafe setting. You stared at the string of cars that jived down the road; the whole city was teeming with the bit-back enthusiasm that awaited release the moment the sun dipped past the hills. It was Saturday, you supposed.

"... sorry..."

"Huh?"

"Sorry our da— hang out didn't go quite as expected..." He breathed out, just barely louder than the passing cars.

"What? Don't apologize!" You turned to him fully. "What happened back there wasn't your fault. To be honest, I think you handled it pretty well."

"Really...?"

"Yeah! I could tell those boys were getting on everyone's nerves. You made everyone's day just a little bit better, Link."

"Ah..." His eyes caught the sun rays that flickered off the nearby buildings. "Thanks..."

"And plus, the day is hardly over. We can still hang out iif you'd like!"

"Yeah," a stiff chuckle, "I was hoping we could chat in the cafe, but I wasn't very comfortable staying there any longer than necessary after what happened... Sorry about that."

"Not at all." You slotted his arm between your fingers and gave it a squeeze. "Let's just find a nice park or something, yeah?"

He eyed your hand almost long enough to regret your decision to touch him, but his gentle disposition and even softer voice answered,

"Let's go to the one by the apartment."

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"Holy shit, and then what?!" You wheezed, smacking a hand on his knee as you fought for your next breath. Link's hearty laughs ruffled through the trees, the setting sun and falling leaves traipsing through scattered branches.

"Zel and I got caught, of course. Imagine how furious my dad was when he got called into the station—on his day off—to see his son and his best friend sitting in jail."

"Christ, I can't believe you pulled that shit." You sputtered, thumbing a tear from the corner of your eye.

"I was... a wild child, for sure." He abashed, a hand rubbing the back of his neck with boyish glee. "Totally worth it though. Groose was giving Zelda a hard time after she rejected him, so of course we had to do something about it."

"Gods..." You exhaled, giggles fringing your breath. "Is your dad a cop?"

"Yeah. I guess that's what inspired me to do what I'm doing now, y'know?"

"For sure," you thumbed your cup, fingers slicked with thick condensation, "what does your mom do?"

"She was a civil servant." His lips crooked up, tilted in a manner that tugged at your heart. "She cared about the city and our family deeply."

A breeze blew through the two of you, one that bordered refreshing and chilling. You turned your head up and filled your lungs with air that crisped your lungs.

"She..." You began, eyes focused on the insignificant happenings that usually caught one's attention during such moments. "Sounds like a wonderful person."

"Yeah," he chuckled, "she was."

A serene, reflective somberness filled the air; for a moment you both relished in the silence. A family of robins twittered softly overhead, the mother singing hushed whistles to her rowdy chicks and soothing the ringing in your ears caused by constant traffic.

"What about you?" He turned. "What do you do?"

"I'm a photographer." You met his gaze with a grin that thinly veiled the excitement you had when talking about your livelihood.

"That's so cool!" Link's lips widened into a broad smile. "Do you work for a company or...?"

"Nope! I'm a freelancer. It can be tough finding gigs at times, but there's always something happening in the city."

"Yeah, I can imagine. What events do you do?"

"Anything really--concerts, weddings, corporate events... But weddings are pretty popular. Actually, I got a wedding gig tomorrow!"

"Nice! So what got you into photography?" He leaned in, his blue pools reflecting the nearby streetlights. The way his eyes sparkled as he listened to you talk about your passions made your heart melt.

"Well, back in middle and high school I competed in a bunch of school competitions and realized that not only did I love taking pictures, but I was pretty good at it too! There's just something so... intimate about capturing small, seemingly insignificant passages in time, y'know? I think sometimes we get so caught up waiting for our lives to begin when really, life happens in the small, fleeting moments of our existence. Or... something like that."

You mumbled through the last bit, heat rising in your cheeks. Darkened sapphires stared back at you, storming with thoughts you couldn't quite decipher; panic started settling in your gut and you opened your mouth to apolo—

"You're absolutely right." His head cocked slightly, eyes crinkling lovingly slowly. "I never thought about it that way."

You mentally breathed a sigh of relief for not ruining this moment with your innermost thoughts.

"Do you enjoy your job at the art museum?"

"I mean, it's a pretty easy job, so no complaints there." His laugh failed to reach his chest. "But... It isn't why I became an officer. Don't get me wrong, I love helping Zelda, and seeing her succeed in her dreams makes me really happy, but... I became a cop so I could help people. And sometimes, I don't really feel like I'm doing that by standing guard over a painting all day."

"That's valid," you kicked the space under the park bench to abate the prickly feeling in your lower half, "what would you rather do?"

Link kicked the pebble he had been dribbling between his shoes, the little stone skittering away, forgotten, after a long kick; his eyes rested on an arbitrary crack in the path.

"Honestly?" He began, "I wanna become a detective."

"A detective?"

"Yeah. Bringing peace to a family who lost a loved one, who never got the closure they needed to heal... Spending hours solving a cold case, one that everyone has given up on... That's what I wanna do."

"It's sweet of you to think of the family first," you smiled softly, "I think most people would be focused on locking up criminals, and justice served to the families is just a bonus."

"Yeah... We can't forget the families. Their lives have been turned into a living nightmare and they're just expected to continue living as if nothing had happened. It's cruel."

"Oh, absolutely. I think--"

You felt your phone buzz in your lap and your eyes habitually met the lit screen, scanning the text your bridal client had sent. Your internal, guttural groan came out as a curt huff, eyeing the word 'early?' with a tired bitterness.

"Everything okay?"

"Oh yeah, uh..." You shuffled your phone back into your pocket and met his concerned gaze. "Sorry. My client wants me to come in earlier than I expected and it's getting late so..."

"No worries! We can head back if you want. Grab some takeout on the way." He popped right up, tossing his empty cup in the trash and swinging his arms above his head, a satisfied groan lapsing out of him wow that was kinda hot.

"I'd love that." You followed his previous actions and stretched too, feeling... well, feeling return to your sore butt and limbs.

"Wanna head back to that Gerudo restaurant?"

"Yeah!" You joined him in wide strides, barely keeping yourself from booking it to your now-favorite restaurant. Your babbling self hardly noticed the slowing male until a gentle voice pulled you out of your culinary rambles.

"(F/N)?" He called a few steps behind you.

"Mm?"

"Thanks for today... It was a lot of fun." His gloved hand scratched the side of his scarved neck, unintentionally bunching the fabric into little fistfuls. The flickering park light tricked your brain into thinking his cheeks were... pinker than usual. His gaze shifted from the ground to the bush to the tree and back--anywhere but you, really. That fluttery, buttery feeling in your gut alighted your cheeks a similar color and your eyes undertook a similar trip of avoidance.

"Of course. Thanks for inviting me... I had a lot of fun today."

His tight, slightly flustered expression loosened, his lips turning up into a gentle curve. In a few short steps he was by your side again, commencing your journey to 3rd Street.

"Let's grab some poultry pilaf."

#link #link x you #link x reader #legend of zelda #loz #link legend of zelda #legend of zelda x reader #legend of zelda fanfiction #legend of zelda fandom #loz link x reader

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a wild fierce deity approaches

#fierce deity #loz #legend of zelda #nicole unhinged ™ #i wanna squeeze his Yiddies #Deity Diddies #Scrumptious.

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Cooffee!

#nicole unhinged ™ #coo #my roman empire is pigeons #i will not elaborate #(yes i will all you have to do is ask)