ive been in a four sword mood so have a little drabble with vio and shadow. could be read as romantic or platonic, up to the reader
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Vaati’s palace was cold. Being half-tied to the dark world meant the constant chill of death drafted through every corridor, and Vio hated it. He hated every drafty room and every freezing corridor, hated the never-ending gooseflesh on his arms-- hated the absence of warmth from the other pieces of him. He'd never been cold beside Green, Blue, and Red, not really, constantly warmed by Red's smile and Blue's humor and Green's bright eyes. But they were gone, and Vio was alone.
It would all be worth it, Vio reminded himself as he leaned against the balcony's edge. A mighty windstorm ravished the ground far below, pulling at Vio’s hair. It would all be worth it; he'd destroy the Dark Mirror, stripping Vaati of his power, and then he could reunite with the Links. Reunite, and apologize. The plan was perfect, even if it left his heart aching.
“Here.”
Vio jumped at the voice, hand going to his sword hilt, but it was just Shadow. For a boy who thrived on theatrics and chaos, Shadow always moved silently, slipping in and out of darkness and slinking into the edge of one's vision completely undetected. It was more than a little terrifying to think of just what Shadow could do with such a skill. Instead, Shadow held out a dark purple cloak to Vio. He shook the cloak in Vio’s face.
“Take it. Watching you shiver is making me cold.”
Gingerly, Vio took it, running his hands along the soft satin.
“I, uh, thought it would match,” Shadow said, and the almost hidden uncertainty in his voice made Vio smile.
“Thank you. It’s very warm,” Vio said, pulling it over his shoulders. Shadow shrugged.
“It’s whatever,” he said, stretching his arms above him, “no biggie.” Vio’s insides warmed a bit at the brightness in Shadow’s voice; Shadow often tried to hide his true feelings behind grandiose actions and brash language, but with Vio... with him, the kid always seemed brighter, softer. More human.
"I didn't think you'd be able to feel the cold," Vio said, burying deeper into the satin as a particularly strong gust of wind blew across the balcony.
"Oh, I can't," Shadow said matter of factly. "Just like ta pretend."
That was what intrigued Vio most about the creature beside him. Despite existing purely because of dark magic and being about as close to a living Hylian as, well, a shadow was to the sun, Shadow seemed determined to live. Despite his fangs, his waxy dead skin, his hollow eyes, Shadow seemed determined to be a person, forcing himself to eat, enduring burning sunlight for morning walks with Vio, even spending hours each night staring at the ceiling of his room, trying his hardest to will himself to sleep.
"Here." Vio held up a corner of the cloak and gestured for Shadow to come closer. "Now you can pretend to be warm."
Shadow blinked and Vio gave him a reassuring smile. Slowly, the creature sidled up against Vio's side, tucking his chin on Vio's shoulder and holding the cloak tightly closed around them.
"Better?" Shadow said, his breath tickling Vio's ear. Suddenly, Vio's voice was gone. He was going to kill Shadow. Destroying the Dark Mirror would most certainly take Shadow with it, Shadow and his drawl and his gifts and his desperate, desperate need to live. Vio knew this. He knew the plan from day one. But with Shadow so close, his temperature-less hands on Vio's, the thought was excruciating. Much to his embarrassment, Vio felt his eyes go wet, Shadow's face blurring with the beginning of tears.
"Hey, hey, I'm sorry. I know my skin is creepy, I'll-- I'll go, you probably don't want to waste time with me and--"
"Stay," Vio croaked, holding fast to Shadow's wrist. "Please. I don't want to be alone."
Shadow pressed closer. "You ain't alone. You've got me." He brushed a strand of blond hair behind Vio's ear. "Is this about the other Links? You don't need them. You and I, we got each other. We don't need other Links, or Vaati, or Ganon, we got what we need right here."
Vio shifted, pulling Shadow closer to him and imagining that somehow he could feel the boy's warmth, could hear his heartbeat, could feel the expansion of his chest.
"Want to know a secret?" Shadow whispered. "I'm gonna usurp Vaati and take control of the mirror. You and I-- we'll be in charge. We'll create a Hyrule we deserve. With the mirror, we'll be invincible. Just you and me, Shadow and Vio, against the world. Doesn't that sound amazing?"
"Like a dream," Vio whispered. Shadow laughed.
"Better than a dream. Because we're gonna make it real."
Vio squeezed his eyes shut. All he saw was broken glass and a broken body that looked just like his.
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Not very long ago, I redesigned the Hero of the Four Sword and I felt like drawing him again yesterday, but this time with Shadow Link thanks to this top tier post!!
Gosh doing the shadows (no pun intended) was painful and if they look wonky I am sorry
Although at some point while I was drawing this I realized that my redesign and the design for Four in Linked Maze looked a bit similar, I never referenced LM while conceptualizing lmaoo.. just a silly coincidence, please don't tag this under any zelda AU 😂
I've got a design for the Minish Cap Link too, should I draw him some day? 🤔
Psst, I've got their base colors under the cut
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