#the gerudo are a fucking MESS

[rawliverandgoronspice]

If I keep my motivation up with the animatic project, I plan to make ganondorf just. soooo uncomfortably correct about things. you know, in that event horizon of being both indefensible enough in his actions that you feel like he's just saying things to make himself look less bad, but also you can't really retort a proper counterargument without revealing huge biases in your own perception of reality

just riding that wind waker swagger to more extreme extremes

#thoughts #ganondorf #animatic project #thralls of power #my goal is to make a ganondorf that will radicalize the audience against their will <3 #even though he keeps on bumping his ample forehead against massive shortcomings he never really manages to address #one of them being uhhh being a little casual about atrocities maybe king??? maybe less war crimes king??? #maybe less assuming that people will follow you down to the very end of your doomed crusade against reality no matter how you act? #maybe less assuming you are the main protagonist of the universe king??? #maybe more addressing the many problems and fear inside of your brain instead of destroying everything you touch about it???? #I have so many scenes in my head about him being very right and others about him being very wrong #if I have the courage there are many internal discussions among gerudos about how various parties feel about what's going on #nabooru is doing anti-dorf propaganda obviously and she's not. wrong. about a lot of things (but she is about others) #my other problem about this project is that it's probably the most tragic thing I have ever conceived #especially for him #I managed to extract the gerudos from his fucking mess (partially and they don't get off the hook unscathed) #but he is just #it's just a very long and very stubborn jump into the void #and knowing where twilight princess ultimately leads it's so #it's just gutting!!! it just is!!!! even when it's partially his own fault!!!! #so yeah I don't know if I'll ever fully commit for this reason alone

[thebleedingeffect]

@trangender-herooftime I wanted to tag you cause you expressed interest in my oot Link, or Time, being the prince of hyrule and being long-lost siblings with Sheik!! But if you want me to remove the tag or anything else it's all chill <33

anyway this is the first, mini part to Time's coronation! If I do end up writing out even more of Time I'll probably rewrite this a bit just to make it prettier! But this is the first sketch of Sheik and Time and I really like how the scene turned out :]] (also ps for anyone who has played oot and is wondering why Impa is here- in my headcanon the sages didn't die. think totk or ww vibes, they're here because I think they're all really cool <3 )

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The morning comes much too early, hardly a blink goes by and the dawn stretches over the pristine grasses of hyrule field and through the thin slit of darkness that envelops Time’s room. Anticipation crackles noisily in the air as Time sleepily awakens to the feeling, the odd energy buzzing to life underneath his skin and throughout the kingdom. The land is hardly awake, only the passing gleam of oranges and pinks colors the horizon, but Time knows more than well that the kingdom below him has hardly slept the entire night. 

Exhaustion tinges the back of Time’s eyes for just a moment, enough for the half-hearted attempt to roll away from the light and bury deeper into the covers to push him back under the thin veil of sleep. The light crosses more vehemently across the spotless floor, but Time only buries himself deeper into the sheets, the urge to sleep more near overwhelming.

Hyrule seems to awake all at once as Time moves in bed, as if the world itself noticed him blurrily waking to the dawn and grabbed the sun by its hilt and pulled it over the horizon. The gentle murmur of hyrule, of the castle, and the chorus of hyrule's people waking up all up at once stirs Time from the retreating embrace of sleep, the once thin sliver of light now a dim, orange glow as he blinks tiredly at the sight.

The world blinks back at him and all at once, Time remembers.

It’s the day of the ceremony, the coronation.

The arrival of Hyrule's long lost prince.

The very air itself seems to suck itself out of Time’s chest and leaves an uncomfortable, near nauseous feeling in its place that banishes the very thought of even closing his eyes. Every blink makes the feeling even more overwhelming until Time feels his hands against the pristine sheets shake, the prickling sensation of anxiety coming with the bitter arrival of the unknown. Time pushes himself slowly off the bed, letting the seconds drag past him as he takes a step towards the window, pushing back the heavy curtain as the orange glow illuminates the lines of nervousness strung tightly across his whitened knuckles. 

The town breathes to life before his eyes, the momentary quiet of the night quickly giving way and succumbing to the almost feverish energy as the houses and world below seems to almost pulse with excitement. Gone is the night, instead the morning arrives with a fury that is only rivaled by the biting fear chewing at his insides. 

The quiet creak of wood isn’t a surprise, neither is the soft footsteps that accompany it, near soundless even in the silence and against Time’s frayed nerves. The soft click of the door echoes for a paralyzing moment, enough for Time to breathe a shaky gasp until that warmth pushes against his side and joins him under the orange glow.

Time doesn’t need to look to know exactly who it is, instead he surrenders to the crushing need to feel that warmth and leans onto Sheik’s side. 

“Did you sleep?” Time falls further into his side, the quiet comfort quieting a small piece of the fear that threatened to choke whatever stroke of bravery that had carried him through the countless years. 

“...Just a bit, didn’t want to wake up.” The soft rumbling laughter that shakes Sheik’s shoulders brings a smile to Time’s face, small and fragile, but Time covets the feeling all the same. 

“I convinced Impa to let you sleep a bit longer, we don’t need an exhausted prince falling asleep in front of all of hyrule, don’t we?” The teasing smile drags Time’s eyes up to meet Sheik’s, the oddly soft expression near eclipsed by the shades of the dawn now blanketed over the two of them. Time gives a small smile of his own, but it feels brittle even against his own skin, and the silent understanding passes soundlessly between them as Sheik’s eyes soften even further.

“But I won’t let that happen, I did promise you after all that I would be by your side the entire time. From beginning to end, until the day over, and not a moment before that.” The words feel heavy with several meanings, with ghosts and old scars, but are wrapped against so much affection that Time can’t help the slight tug at his lips.

“I remember, you’ve only told me countless times this whole week. And the month before that, can’t forget the couple of months that-”

“Oh shush, I had to make sure that it got through that thick head of yours. You wouldn’t have listened otherwise.” The small flush of embarrassment at the words drags a huff from Time’s chest, enough for Sheik to chuckle again before lapsing back into comfortable silence. Distantly, Time drinks in the warmth by his side and knows without a beat of hesitation.

If anyone was ever going to be his family, he’s happy that it was Sheik.

Was it simply a stroke of luck or at the hand of the goddesses? He’ll likely never know, but the thought washes away as the soft rumbling of the town below begins to bleed even through the stone of the castle. 

“...You promise?”

“I’ve meant it every time, and I mean it now.” 

All at once, a shuffling exhale punches itself through Time’s chest, bringing with it all of the anxiety that had coiled so tightly, so fiercely, around his lungs until he could barely breathe. The air is just the slightest bit lighter and the glow of dawn not so blinding as Time drags a final glance at the world before meeting Sheik’s eyes with a mischievous glimmer.

“Good, that means we’ll both suffer through Impa today.”

“Someone needs to keep you both in check, Hylia knows neither of you will do it.” 

Time will always vehemently refuse that he yelped in surprise and then in pain as Sheik spun around fast enough that he nearly fell onto said pristine glass instead of tripping onto the floor. He simply didn’t, never, even if the slight knowing look in Impa’s eyes said otherwise as she soundlessly passed through the door and strolled before them, glancing out the window before looking back.

“Hm, it seems like Hyrule is excited to meet their prince. But we have much to do before that.” Impa’s shoulders stay steady at the intimidating sight, the chorus of voices and sound itself clawing its way onto the unmovable set of her frame.

 “Are you ready?” The heavy weight of Impa’s gaze settles over him, but it’s a familiar weight, a welcomed one, and the brief glimpse of concern creasing the edges of her eyes is enough for Time to give a hesitant smile of his own. Sheik stands straighter at the question, his eyes losing the few thin shreds of exhaustion that lingered before giving a sharp nod of his own. 

Scars line Time’s hands as he takes a final look down at Hyrule below, free of gold, lavious clothes, or the eyes of a kingdom dragging themselves across the very sight of him. No sword etches itself into the palm of his hand, instead his knuckles tighten over the edge of stone and for a horrifying moment- Time almost misses the familiar weight.

Somehow, facing down countless monsters, lonely nights, and the demon king himself were all easier than the very thought of today. Fate breathes itself down Time’s neck, the feeling snapping over his nerves and crackling into sparks before he turns away with a final drag of air. 

Today, he won’t wield a sword, but an equally terrifying weapon of its own caliber. 

The crown of Hyrule itself will reside in his palms and he can already imagine the sensation of it burning itself into his temples.

“Yes, yes I am.” 

Time doesn’t have the opportunity to regret the words, not anymore, but part of him doesn’t if only to see the proud glimmer in Impa’s smirk and the way Sheik’s eyes brighten. With that, the world snaps back into place under their feet and the castle hums in anticipation, in excitement, and Time spares one last mournful glance at his empty bed.

But the world doesn’t wait, doesn’t hesitate, and Time feels how the orange glow of the dawn scorches along his back as the cool rush of the door closes behind him. 

#if I do mess with this later I might add more of a convo between sheik and time #but honestly I'm happy with this! and they have a long. more in depth talk later right before time is crowned so its fine #anyway context. time is rly nervous and is the prince of hyrule. the ceremony is more for tradition and an act of good will to all of hyrul #everyone's been invited. including the gerudo. as these are the first steps to bridging friendly relationship with them #sheik has been fucking glued to links side he needs to be the bestest brother/sister of all time. hes fucking INVESTED in this shit #also sheik is genderfluid and goes by he/she pronouns lol #hyrules curse

[vigilantdesert]

Lift the Lyre - Cadence of Hyrule

400 years ago, the Gerudo were commanded by their great Chieftain; return to the desert, and never put down roots. Though they venerated Nabooru, it was easier said than done; especially when they came across an abandoned mine, full to bursting with neglected Gerudo tech and fresh mining veins to support the tribe for decades. As the leader of an adventuring squadron, Urbosa spends most of her time below the shifting sands, clearing out the realm of oddly rhythmic beasts so miners can follow them and harvest the desert's bounty. It's the easiest way to avoid the town and, perhaps most importantly, the prince.

#I know what you're saying #“Marie how is it easier to put urbosa in cadence of hyrule than ocarina of time” Because ocarina is a fucking mess #I love it but. it's an absolute nightmare #I either have to put her in the gerudo trapped in the desert by the sandstorm #or put her in the army but like #urbosa just. she wouldn't survive under gan's rule i'm sorry #nabooru can keep her mouth shut urbosa really fucking can't #Lift the Lyre

[actuallysaiyan]

15 with Ganondorf as person B 👀👀👀👀

event here.

warnings: smut, unprotected sex, semi-public sex, quickies, creampies, slight roughness, sort of modern AU kind of thing going on word count: 0.8k pairings: Ganondorf x Fem!Hylian!Reader prompt: Person B and Person A fucking in public and having to keep their voices down to avoid getting caught. Bonus: Person B has to cover Person A's mouth with their hand. Or their lips.

You wondered often to yourself how you managed to catch the eye of the king of Gerudo. But you were never complaining when he showed you this sweet side of him. You remind him of sweet days frolicking in the forest of Hyrule in his youth, and he reminds you of warm summer nights watching the stars. Somehow, you became a perfect match for Ganondorf. He had quickly become your lover, and the intimacy you two shared was nothing short of mindblowing and magical. He made every time with you feel like it was this sensual ritual.

Even though he was more a fan of making love in his bedroom or yours, sometimes he would surprise you with something quite spontaneous. Whenever he did that, you were always so excited. Having a quickie in somewhere new and with the potential of getting caught always gets your blood pumping and your heart racing like nothing else. So when he invites you out for a few drinks at this new tavern built in your town, you know that maybe this will be the night you two decide to have such a risky rendez-vous.

You wear a new dress, just begging to be pushed up over your hips. This is exactly what Ganondorf does as soon as he locks you both into the overly cramped restroom of the tavern. His eyes are full of fire as he kisses your neck, making you squirm in his grasp.

“You know the rules,” he whispers in a husky voice. “Don’t make too much noise and you need to let me finish inside.”

You don’t often let him finish inside, just because you aren’t necessarily ready for the commitment of a baby. But whenever you two indulge in these sorts of quickies, it’s just easier for him to finish inside of you so that he doesn’t need to clean up messes. You kiss him frantically, clinging to him as he pins you against the wall of the restroom.

“Gan…” you breathe out as he plays with your clothed cunt. He smirks as he notices how the fabric is clinging to your folds already.

“Naughty little princess,” he grunts as he pushes your panties aside. “You were just waiting for this to happen.”

It doesn’t take much longer for him to pull his own pants down and let his cock bounce free. It smacks against his abdomen, standing tall and leaking out the pearlescent fluids you usually love to taste so badly. He can see that look in your eyes, and he knows he doesn’t want to tease you for much longer. So he opens your legs a bit more, and he uses his cock to spread your wet folds.

“Fuck, you’re so damn wet.”

He doesn’t say anything more before sliding into you, making you squeak out from the intense feeling of being stretched. No Hylian man could ever fuck you the way this giant Gerudo does. He just makes you feel so full every time. You feel it all the way in your navel sometimes. It’s just the size of him that has you completely stretched out. His eyes narrow at you as he begins pumping into you.

“Be quiet, princess.”

You try your best, but it always feels so good. You grip onto him as his cock pistons into you, in and out and in and out… He’s slow with the rhythm at first, keeping it nice and deep. It doesn’t take much for him to pick up the pace and begin fucking you harder. Your nails dig into the meaty flesh of his biceps.

“Oh fuck, Gan!” You cry out, and he growls. He knows if he continues to let you be loud like this, you’ll surely get caught.

One of his hands comes up and smacks against your mouth, making sure you understand the warning he is trying to give you. The sounds of your cries of love are now muffled and they vibrate against his large hand. The way he keeps his hand on your mouth while fucking himself into you so fast and hard has your head spinning. It’s so sexy to have him have to shut you up like this.

“I warned you,” he growls into your ear. “You’re just begging to be punished huh?”

He removes his hand for a moment, allowing you to breathe and be able to respond. But at the very same time, the tip of his cock hits your sweet spot dead on and you let out a moan. Ganondorf leans in and kisses you roughly, fucking you harder and faster until you reach your peak. He grunts at the way your silky walls milk him so good, sending him over the edge along with him.

“Next time, you need to be more quiet…” He tells you as you straighten out your dress. “Or else I’ll shut you up myself.”

#bacon.writes #ganondorf x you #ganondorf x reader #ganondorf x y/n #ganondorf smut #legend of zelda #legend of Zelda x reader #loz #loz x reader #loz ganondorf #loz ganondorf x you #loz ganondorf x reader #loz smut #legend of Zelda smut #6k followers event

[imaginethezeldaverse]

Hi… I’m a fan of ur blog…. C-Can we get another Ganondorf NSFW alphabet for the letters B, F, J, K, O, and U?

Ohoho, absolutely! I'd be happy to give you some more nsfw Ganondorf headcanons, x reader style of course. Reader will be gender neutral c: NSFW Alphabet referenced here.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s) Something about his personality and how he carries himself tells me that Ganondorf loves his hands the most. He's a master weapons specialist, a lot of strength and dexterity are in those fingers. But not only that, he knows very well how to navigate the body. Whether it be for pleasure, pain, or healing, Ganondorf's speaks volumes in everything he does with his hands. For you, it's your eyes. There's a lot of things that lips may not say, but it's always reflected in the eyes and he knows this. Ganondorf wants to be able to see exactly what he wants out of you in your eyes. Sometimes that's fear, sometimes it's love. You're at your most vulnerable behind your eyes and Ganondorf wants to see everything.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying) Now listen, I know doggy style would normally be the obvious choice because of the sheer sense of dominance it gives - but I actually think he would be most fond of missionary (with your legs wrapped around his waist). This gives him the ability to really press his full weight onto your body - allowing you to feel all of him: how deep he is inside you and how pinned you are under him (a reminder of how strong and sturdy he is as well). You're pliable this way - he can reach any part of your body he wants his mouth on with ease, or even pin your hands should he wish to really have you submit to him. J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon) Does not do it often. He might if he's really wound up and needs to take off the edge that badly, but he would much rather just bury himself inside you. K = Kink (one or more of their kinks) In line with him being restrained, I do believe he would be into femdom (or really just being dommed in general). While he is no stranger to domming you himself, he's an equal opportunity lover. Being raised by strong women as well has allowed for him to appreciate the power that they hold and that submitting to your partner who likes to take the lead is always worth exploring. Ganondorf thoroughly enjoys the power being in your hands - forcing him to go down on you or having him under you while while you slide down his cock and don't allow him to touch your body. It's undeniably thrilling for him. O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.) Very 50/50. He thrives off of the way your hot mouth wraps around his cock, so much so that he'll growl and groan and let you know exactly how much he's enjoying you suck him off to the best of your ability. But he also very much takes pleasure in watching your come undone on his tongue. Every stroke, lick and suck between your legs is hellbent on making you cum. Being that you're most likely with him at the stage of his life where he reigns Chief of the Gerudo, he's already had time to gain experience on oral matters - so you're in for a treat because he knows exactly what he's doing. U = Unfair (how much they like to tease) ABSOLUTE MENACE. His ability to restrain himself from giving you the pleasure you seek in full is torturous. He knows what points on your body get you to writhe and moan, but he's also well aware of how lightly to touch you there, barely being able to feel it and causing you to desperately want more. Whether it's gently circling the pads of his fingers around your nipples, kissing you featherlight on your neck or ghosting his fingertips over your aching sex, this man knows what makes you weak. If he needs information from you or just wants to rile you up for the fuck of it - be prepared because he will make a mess of you just yet.

#asks #tloz #the legend of zelda #ganondorf #ganondorf x reader #nws #n$fw #n$fw alphabet #zelda imagines #the legend of zelda imagines #ganondorf imagines #zelda headcanons #ganondorf headcanons #ganondorf smut #n$fw headcanons

[scribbleweb]

People being upset that TOTK doesn't fit in a linear format of Zelda games, as if the Zelda franchise was at all linear and doesnt canonically split into several timelines on more than one occasion

"how did OoT happen if ganondorf's old incarnation was under the castle and technically not dead" how does literally anything happen when time magic is involved?

if twilight and wind waker ganondorf can both exist as different branches of the same original guy due to link fucking around with time magic, why's it too far fetched that zelda messing with the same time magic cant also cause a paradox

You could argue it's just poor writing, and I won't deny that very little care went into the story of totk, but the series itself is literally about time travel at this point, incoherent timelines and paradoxes is kind of a staple of that

If we went by the rules of 'affecting the past will alter your specific future instead of just creating an alternate timeline', twilight princess literally wouldn't exist and totk Zelda would've died the moment Sonia did, because going back in time and getting her great-something grandmother killed before having kids isn't really inconsequential

Totk didn't fuck up the timeline, it just created a new branch of alternate events, which is not something new to this franchise

the only real inconsistency is the ancient Gerudo having pointed ears

#Loz #Legend of Zelda #Totk #Tears of the kingdom #Zelda #Link #Ganondorf

[justpoliteconversations]

Olive Tree Sonnet [Raffle Winner]

This was supposed to be a little drabble for four-eyed-nerd, who was chosen randomly during the Follower Raffle. But I'm a liar. So it's a whole damned oneshot instead. So much for promises.

Masterlist

Characters: Juniper (OC created by four-eyed-nerd, Warriors, Wild

Disclaimer: Don't own The Legend of Zelda franchise. Linked Universe is the fan creation of jojo56830.

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Things have been strange with Wars lately.  Ever since they'd found out about Juniper's ancestry (and his unusually prevalent place within it), he'd been the most infuriating toss up of awkward avoidance and brooding cucco and Juniper was just about done with it. She respected him, truly she did, but for being so intelligent he sure had a way of putting his foot in his mouth.

Just because he was her grandfather (and wasn't that something) doesn't mean she wants to be his apprentice or some nonsense. He had his strengths and she had hers, and no amount of nitpicking or corrections was going to change that. She wasn't him.

At the time though, she hadn't known how to brooch the topic. Usually so willing to voice her grievances and set boundaries (her gerudo blood, perhaps? her hero's spirit?), it had caught herself off guard just how much his opinion mattered to her. Partially because of their revelation, yes, but also because of just how much she admired him.

He was just-

He was just so confident. Self-assured in a way she struggled to be, elegant and cultured too. Intelligent and frighteningly strong, well spoken and educated. Handsome and connected. Respected by the group (though he often bickered with Legend and Twilight). He even had Time's ear.

There was just so much to admire. So much to live up to, and she just-

She couldn't be him, no matter what he expected of her. The shoe didn't fit and she doubted it ever would. He might have been her grandfather, but they were not woven from the same cloth.

So here she was (fresh out of a tense argument with that very man) hiding behind some outcropping of boulders with Wild (like some sulking teenager) while Time talked Wars down. Scratching pictures and anxiety fueled nonsense into the aged stone only did so much though, so she began picking at her split ends with dust covered fingers instead.

A hand grabbed at her wrist, pulling it away from her now tangled, dirty hair. She yanked her wrist out of their grasp without thought.

"For fuck's sake! It's just damn hair!" Juniper snapped in frustration, turning to the interloper with a tense frown.

Wild just leveled her with an unimpressed stare as he pulled his hand away from where it'd been hoovering, but the downward angle of his ears gave away his hurt. As did the slight tensing of his shoulders.

She immediately felt regret for her loss of patience. All the progress they've made, and this is what starts the backwards slide.

Hell no.

"Look, Wild. I'm sorry. I'm just really fucking tense. I didn't mean to snap at you like that." Juniper apologized, struggling to keep eye contact while he looked so- betrayed.

At her words though he softened, nodding in acceptance before pointing at her doodles. The curious upward flick of his ears was like a balm on her heart.

"It's Wars...slipping on a banana." Wild snorted, eyes alight with mischief (and promise). "Hey! I was mad, okay? It's not like I actually want him to fall on his ass."

"Not even a little, huh?" A familiar voice spoke from behind them, startling the pair. Wild had nearly reached for a weapon, but thankfully caught himself.

Juniper looked up at Wars, wanting to fade away into the rocks behind her but also too upset still to think of backing down. Though she also wanted things to be okay between them, and less awkward. Honestly, she was just a mess right now.

War's eyes flickered to Wild's for a moment, assessing. Surprisingly, he seemed to find what he needed in the way Wild frowned, dug his boots into the grass below and crossed his arms impatiently. Protective as always.

"No need to get testy, Wild. I'm not going to ask you to leave." Wild snorted, as though amused Wars thought he'd have abided by the order even if it had been given.

"Wild." Juniper said, grateful for her friend's unflinching support, but also not wanting to be the cause of bad blood between the men. Wild was just too damned loyal sometimes.

Wild side-eyed his red haired friend unhappily, but backed down, leaning against the boulders behind them. Still watching like a silent predator, but willing to take the support role for this one.

An awkward moment of silence.

"I wanted-"

"What do you-"

Silence again. Warriors cleared his throat, readjusting his scarf in a practiced motion, body language far too relaxed for the way his eyes wavered with uncertainty.

Even his fidgiting was smooth and elegant. It was so unfair.

"I wanted to apologize for my behavior recently." He began, face very carefully passive. "I have been- unfairly strict with you, Juniper."

Juniper felt almost- shocked maybe? Validated? She wasn't sure, but her heart ached as Wars continued.

"I- I know I wasn't there in your life. You have no reason to listen to me, and I know I've overstepped my place as your comman- comrade multiple times now. I know that, and I'll make no excuses for myself. It was my own selfishness that led to where we are now." He paused, pointedly not looking at Wild who was watching him like a coiled snake.

"I'm sorry, Juniper. You're your own person and I have no right to criticize you for who you've become." Juniper felt her heart flutter, relieved and touched and suddenly, unexpectantly, sad. "I'll do my utmost to remember that."

Silence once more. Awkward as it's ever been between the both of them. Wild's eyes flicked between the two, just as awkward in this stilted atmosphere.

Wars nodded his head, suddenly looking unsure now but trying to hide it with pleasantries. "That's all I wanted to say. Thank you for your time." Then he turned to leave, ears red and lower face tucked into his scarf.

"Wars. Wait." The red haired woman said, voice fighting passed the swell of her throat.

The man paused midstep, turning back to her. He was composed now, quick on the recovery as ever.

Wild looked to her too, curious and confused.

"I'm sorry too." The unreadable passivity of War's face was unnerving (it always had been), but Juniper pushed through. "Not everything you've tried to teach me has been unreasonable. Actually, most of it has been damned helpful." Juniper went for her hair again, but remembered how Wild disliked when she damaged it.

The woman took a moment to gather herself, and Warriors was kind enough to let her. Even if now he still looked a little lost. Maybe a little hopeful too. "I don't want you to stop teaching me things." That was the last thing Juniper wanted. "I just- don't want to constantly feel like I've failed you." She looked down, unsure of how to continue.

Arms were around her then, warm and strong but also so incredibly tender. It was almost enough to pull a sob from her.

"You've never failed me, Juniper." Wars said, with such strong conviction in his voice it made the woman's eyes sting. "I'm sorry I made you feel that way." She lost the fight to maintain her composure, hiding her face in his scarf.

"I'm proud of who you've become." She sobbed harder and he held her tighter, speaking into her hair. "I'm glad you were born. I'm so blessed to have met you."

Wild quietly slipped away then, certain now that things would be alright between them. Eventually.

They just needed time.

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I must now return to the shadows to rest again.

#linked universe #for my followers

[viktorybell]

Growing Pains

Link x Zelda

Word Count: 2.9k

Warnings: self deprecating thoughts, gets pretty suggestive in certain places (wink wink nudge nudge) but nothing too explicit

a/n: this is insanely self-indulgent, not apologizing

Zelda came home at 6, dragging her weary feet across the village of Hateno long after the last child left the school house. She always does this to herself, staying until the last child is picked up by their parents. One of her coworkers even offered to let her off early today, their numbers lower than ever on the last day of school before summer. Of course, her perfectionist tendencies wouldn’t let her accept the offer, allowing somebody else to leave as she kept struggling with over thirty excitable children desperate to be done with school.

The walk home has never felt so slow and agonizing, the sight of her simple Hateno home never more comforting. Zelda slings her bag further up her shoulder as she bullies the old, creaky door open with a hip. Immediately she’s hit with the smell of something warm and comforting coming from the kitchen. The tension leaves her shoulders, nearly dropping an armful of student drawings and her long drained coffee thermos.

It’s usually a 50/50 shot whether Link will be home after Zelda finishes her shift at the school, her partner so prone to helping with one of a million tedious tasks around the village. His caring nature and drive to help others warms Zelda’s heart, usually setting it aflutter, but she can’t deny her relief at Link’s presence in their shared home. With a meal to boot? Zelda could kiss him.

“That smells divine…” She mumbles, trudging to their small kitchen table to add her load to a growing pile of clutter that’s began to form in the chaos of the last week of school. Arms free, Zelda shuffles over to where Link is humming over the stove top, his hips swaying in such a way that she has to refrain from gripping at them. Instead she settles for pressing her chest to his back, arms wrapping around his torso snugly as she noses along the nape of his neck. Link tries his best to act unfazed as she presses chaste kisses up and up towards his ear, watching it twitch slightly, the tip tinged red. As stoic as her knight likes to play, she knows the cracks in his armor and it makes her grin.

“I just finished cooking,” Link hums as he leans back slightly into his princess’ hold. On the stove is a steaming…disk? She’s never seen something of the like before, almost looking like the circular flat breads she enjoys with every other meal in Gerudo Valley. 

“What…is that?” Zelda asks almost nervously. She trusts in his culinary ability, knowing damn well she can barely manage to boil water herself. However, at the same time she’s seen Link choke down dubious concoctions of frogs and monster bits alongside actual goddess forsaken rocks. So it’s sort of a toss up.

Link chuckles as he carefully begins cutting the circular bread in half with a satisfying crunch. “Pizza.”

Zelda nods and hums in response, like she totally understands whatever the fuck Link just said. There’s silence for a moment more before she cannot physically hold her tongue any longer. “Is that a real word or are you just messing with me and this is going right over my head?”

“It’s new,” Link says, not bothering to hide his laughter at Zelda’s response as he quarters the pizza. “Koyin needed my help at the lake. Sent me on like ten different missions today, and ended with us getting more cheese than we can eat.”

“Cheese?” Zelda repeats, the word scratching at a memory just beyond her grasp. Something she must have read in passing.

She had been doing research into the culture and history of Hateno Village back when she first returned from her 100 year stint keeping Calamity Ganon down. It had been hard to walk out of Link’s meager home, the world around her new and strange and different from the one she once knew. Worse than that she was scared of the people. Her people. Scared of what they’d think, scared they’d blame her for their losses. Their princess, the goddess’ chosen hero of wisdom, missing for a century and somehow getting to show up again seemingly unscathed. It had taken her a long time before she was able to step foot into town. Months even. Probably would’ve lasted an entire year if Link’s home had not been truly desolate and mind numbingly plain. There was only so many times she could rearrange their three pieces of furniture before even the ridicule of her beloved people outweighed the boredom of staring out the same window for hours on hours as she waited for Link to return.

The town library had been her first stop.

“Yeah, cheese. Koyin even lent me an old recipe from her grandfather. Pizza,” Link explains as he pulls a quarter of the pizza apart from the circle. Long, steaming strings of cheese connect the slice to the remaining pieces. Zelda’s stomach growls where it’s pressed to Link’s back, both of them freezing up at the sound. Link sets the pizza back down and gives her a curious look over his shoulder. “Have you eaten at all today?”

Not wanting to worry her partner, Zelda immediately slips into damage control mode. She leans in, pressing another hot line of kisses up the side of Link’s neck. These ones are open mouthed and lingering compared to the light pecks from earlier, lightly dragging her teeth across a bruise she’d left there earlier in the week. Link’s ear twitches again, harder this time as his focus slips a bit, but he pulls himself together at the last moment. He turns in Zelda’s arms to give her a disappointed look.

“Did you work through your lunch break again?” Link’s brows are pulled together in worry as he leans back against the stove, putting enough distance between them to fold his arms. No matter how pretty she tries to bat her eyelashes, her stubborn knight refuses to budge an inch.

With a sigh, her arms drop from Link’s hips to fold around her own torso, defensively mirroring Link’s posture without realizing. “It was another half day at the school, and you know how many of the students show up to after school care when the day is over.”

“And nobody could cover you for lunch?” Link prods, still looking at her with those kicked puppy blue eyes that made her want to storm away and sleep the rest of the day away as if she were a teen again. Zelda hates that she makes him worry. Hates that she takes up space in his mind like that, hates that she takes up space in general. Hates being useless. Hates not being able to take a break. Hates constantly worrying that she isn’t doing enough. She doesn’t say it out loud. After so long at each other’s sides, she doesn’t really need to. Link sighs sadly. He doesn’t have to say it out loud either, but she knows he wants to shake her by the shoulders and insists she matters, that she deserves to rest.

“Come sit and eat,” He says instead, arms falling back to his sides. The tension brewing in Zelda dissipates immediately, her shoulders slumping like a puppet with cut strings. There’s a terrible ache in her lower back she hadn’t noticed until she stopped running about like a cuccoo with its head chopped off. She presses a light kiss to the corner of his lips as thanks, one he reels her in to return in full. The two only part from the kiss when Zelda’s stomach decides to make itself known yet again. Link chuckles against her lips, tapping her hip where his hands had slid up to hold her during their kiss. “Sit. Eat.”

“Unf, Link. You know how hot it gets me when you use caveman speak,” Zelda teases as she does as told, sliding into her usual seat at the table. Link sends a half-hearted glare her way, signing something along the lines of ‘go fuck yourself,’ before turning his attention back to their dinner.

As much as she adores giving her boyfriend a hard time, she adores every word to come out of his mouth. When they were younger, Link said hardly a word to her despite how many she hurled at him. Being seventeen is hard. Being the princess was harder. Being her knight was likely even harder than that. Zelda finds herself getting stuck on her treatment of Link, taking his silence for judgment. Judgment that he wielded the sword, a random knight from Hyrule goddess chosen and capable. Judgment that no matter how many days and nights she spent praying and begging for an answer, she was left in silence. Silence from the goddess Hylia, silence from her chosen knight. Expectant silence while everyone stared and waited for something incredible she just wasn’t capable of.

Zelda’s spiraling was interrupted by a plate pointedly placed in front of her. Link’s eyebrow is quirked in a silent question when she drags her gaze up from where it had been blindly boring holes into their wooden tabletop. A silent question from her no longer silent knight.

“Sorry, just lost in thought. This is perfect, thank you beloved,” She sighs, watching her love’s ears turn pink as he hurries back to the stove to grab his own slice. 

While no longer completely mute, Link still had his moments. They were becoming fewer and far between when it was just the two of them. Primarily when Link’s having a bad day. But Zelda’s found she quite enjoys his silence as well, now. Especially when its cause is sweet pet names that fluster the knight to no end.

It isn’t long before the two are seated and digging into yet another lovely home cooked meal from the hero of Hyrule. The pizza is unlike anything she’s tried before, but it’s something she could get used to eating. Her first bite is followed by a moan that nearly causes Link to drop his own slice. If that hadn’t proved to him how delicious the food was, the way they devoured the whole pizza in silence did.

“Link,” Zelda groans as she leans back in her chair. “You’ve truly outdone yourself. You must make this again.”

‘I’d make it every single day if you wanted me to, princess.’ Link signs the words to her instead of speaking them aloud, something he does often when saying something sweet. Zelda’s heart squeezes with affection, hiding a giddy grin by sipping from her water. It’s intoxicating to know she has such an effect on her partner. To reduce him to such a blushing, stuttering mess.

The air between them shifts, Zelda’s eyes going half-lidded as she stares across the table at Link as if she would devour him next. Which honestly, she thought to herself, wasn’t such a bad idea…

“The hero of Hyrule AND an amazing chef? How can I ever repay your valiant efforts toward the crown of Hyrule?” She teases as she stands from her chair and slowly stalks towards where Link’s staring with wide eyes. 

A strangled noise gets caught in his throat when Zelda turns his chair out from the table and then gracefully sinks to her knees in front of him. This isn’t anything new for the two of them, but Link is flustered and stumbling over his words like it’s the first time all over again. Unable to put words to his thoughts, Link settles on breathlessly whispering her name as her hands slide up his calves to his thighs. He shifts under her palms unconsciously, biting his bottom lip in anticipation.

“Ah, I mean - well…if you insist,” Link finally stutters out.

Zelda grins up at him wickedly. She flicks her short hair out of her face as she shuffles up closer, something she would soon regret as a bolt of hot pain radiates down her spine from the top of her neck. If she had been standing up her knees would have surely buckled underneath her. Her only saving grace is that she’s already on her knees and instead she falls forward and face plants into her partner’s thigh with a muffled ‘oof’.

The mood between them is shattered as Link immediately tenses up beneath her. Sitting up from his formerly slumped position, he gently brushes her hair out of her face. He’s nervous to move her and worsen the pain.

“Zelda?? Are you ok?” Link asks earnestly. It’s enough to make her face heat up and she turns away from his light touches and groans frustratedly into the meat of his thigh. She can feel him relax some as he gently runs his fingers through her hair. “You overdid it again, didn’t you?”

Both of them were aware of her tendencies to work until she, sometimes literally, dropped. Zelda liked to ignore it, which only made Link more persistent in his attempts at getting her to slow down and take a breath. Ironic, she thought, when Link was definitely the more overtly self-destructive of the two. Of course, she also didn’t see her overworking tendencies as self-destructive, though, which Link vehemently disagrees with. The two could go round and round about it until they were both red in the face and exhausted. Which sometimes they did.

“It was the last day of school, I couldn’t just…leave early,” Zelda sighs, turning her face enough for her voice to be heard clearly. It sounded like a weak excuse even to her own ears, which drooped down in shame.

“Are the other teachers really that bad at their jobs?” Link mumbles, starting to unravel the braids that circle Zelda’s head.

“What? No! They’re entirely capable, I trust them with the physical well-being of any of the children in Hateno,” She says almost indignantly, as if she’d dare let someone unqualified for the job risk the safety of a child.

“Then what’s the issue?”

That gives Zelda pause. She starts and stops nearly four different attempts at defending her actions, but still ends up short. Curse Link and his occasional wisdom. She hates when he makes sense.

“I worry…” Zelda starts, her voice small. “I worry something out of everyone’s control will occur. Whether that be a disaster of some sort? Another calamity? I don’t know. I just feel it all the time, this overwhelming dread like something bad is going to happen. Like…like…”

“Like the other shoe is going to drop?” Link finishes for her when she trails off. “I know. I feel it too.”

“But if I’m there, if I’m present, I can stop it. I can help them in ways other can’t, I can finally stop being so useless-”

Pausing where he was gently unraveling the plaits in Zelda’s hair, he gingerly takes her face in both of his hands. So light and gentle like she’s glass, like she’ll break apart into a thousand pieces so small they can’t possibly piece them together again.

“Calamity Ganon is gone. We’re safe. We have a home in Hateno. You’re princess Zelda of Hyrule. You love frogs and helping the village kids learn how the world around them works. You like pizza,” Link lists fact after fact about her until she finally looks him in the eyes and rests a hand over top of his, still cupping her face.

She recognizes what he’s doing. It’s a grounding technique she uses often when Link is suffering through a bad day. When he swears he can still feel the cold chill of the resurrection shrine, when he coughs with phantom smoke from Ganon’s putrid gloom.

“I hate when you make sense,” With another exaggerated groan, Zelda turns back to hiding her face in his leg, biting down lightly in retaliation. Link giggles almost giddily, his thighs ticklish as he struggles not to jostle his partner.

“C’mon. Stove’s still burning, I can heat some water for a bath,” Link offers as he finishes loosening the last of her braids. He runs his fingers gently through the wavy locks until the last bit of tension drops from Zelda’s shoulders. “Might help with the pain.”

Zelda doesn’t bother denying the soreness that’s truly settling into her muscles now that she’s stopped running about. There’s a dull throb along her back and her knees feel awkward and numb where she’s been resting all her weight on them for the past ten minutes. Taking Link’s offered hands, she lets her knight help her to her feet and pulls him up with her. He nearly stumbles into her, but turns it into an embrace at the last second. His arms are wrapped tight around her waist as he stares up at her through his messy bangs. 

While Zelda had been trying out increasingly shorter hair styles, it seemed like Link was content to let his own hair grow far past his shoulders. Not that she was complaining. The added length made it much more fun to tug at in…certain situations. Link’s breath hitches as Zelda reaches up to tangle her fingers in the hair at the nape of his neck. She’s got a firm but gentle grip, not pulling. Not yet, anyways.

“Only if you’re to join me, beloved.” Zelda hums. She’s all too pleased to see the mood may not have been entirely ruined, giggling behind her hand as Link ducks out of her hold and immediately rushes out to grab a bucket of water from their well out back.

It’s been years now since the two defeated the Calamity. It’ll be years in the future before they may live unburdened by the pain of their shared suffering. But Zelda finds herself not minding the aches and sore spots as much as she thought she would. 

To her it’s a sign of progress. 

Growing pains.

#legend of zegend #lmao that tag is getting me silly #legend of zelda #loz #botw #breath of the wild #zelda #link #linkloz #zelink #zelink fic #fic #fanfic #i always forget what to tag this shit with #oh well

[logicandinstinct]

WARNING, long post ahead:

In my own personal opinion, Sonia’s death in Tears of the Kingdom was poorly handled, to not say dumb.

I dunno if it’s because I’m getting old or that I grew up in fucking LATAM of all places, but I don’t buy the way Ganondorf tricked Sonia in TotK.

Let me explain...

In the short scene we see a fake Zelda trying to assasinate queen Sonia, such attempt is stopped by the real Zelda who was in hiding, and the way Sonia reacts makes it clear that she was also aware that the other Zelda was a fake. Then Zelda uses her powers to return the dagger to the puppet and throwing it at her feet. Then the fake Zelda lets out an evil laugh and vanishes. Then Sonia and Zelda just stare at the place where the pupped vanished.

THAT last part is what bugs me.

I can see why the scene works, but very slightly. They were alert and looking straight at the place where the threat disappeared, and the scene passed fast enough for Ganondorf to strike, so it was a decoy.

HOWEVER, what bugs me is Sonia’s reaction after the puppet disappears. (or lack of any action at all, she doesn’t do jack shit)

Sonia was shown previously to be quite perceptive and wise. Then we add to that that she and Rauru were the first king and queen of Hyrule, so at least they could have already passed / be going through complicated times. I can’t think of any independent city or village willing to be annexed to a kingdom at the get go, such example are the Gerudo.

Based on this it is not difficult to image that Sonia would be a wise and experienced leader, and it would be expected from a queen.

So, after the decoy was revealed, it would have been more in character for her to be immediately on guard right after the puppet vanished, taking a look at the surroundings. Turning around to have a good look for any lingering danger should've been her immediate reaction, and is not like she was entirely alone for this to fail. Zelda was there and they could have been back to back, close enough to protect each other in case some shit like, I don’t know, Ganondorf coming out of nowhere and striking happened (herd animals, animals, do this in the wild!)

Someone gave me the excuse that “they thought the danger was over”. You want THAT to work better? Have the puppet pretend being defeated, screaming in frustration instead of letting out an evil laugh that just makes it painfully obvious that danger may still be lurking!

I would have believed the decoy fooling a younger, more naive character, but not Sonia, because as a diplomat and sage she should have known better to not just stand there like a fool after an assasination attempt.

Heck, ranting about it made me though of a better alternative, at least works for me:

Have everything stay the same, but this time after the puppet vanishes Sonia and Zelda BOTH stay on guard, scanning the area. Then Zelda steps away from Sonia (either to search better, say they can leave cuz it appears safe, I dunno, but she steps away). HERE is where you have Ganondorf coming out of the shadows and target Zelda instead (is not far-fetched as Zelda also had a secret stone which was the thing Ganondorf was after), but Sonia acts fast enough and in an attempt to protect Zelda, takes the hit instead. Then she dies, Zelda grieves and the rest stays the same.

Also, don't say it couldn't have happened because Zelda would have "messed with the past," because in canon events she was pretty proactive in that whole ordeal. (Ok, he didn't "mess" with the past exactly but you get the point.)

I really liked this alt scene because it sorta improves the three involved characters (IMO!!!):

Sonia dies doing something noble and not like and idiot fooled by Ganondorf.

Ganondorf appears more cunning, malicious and despicable (he’s already evil just because so why not?).

Zelda is impacted by the event and has a stronger reason why later in the story she’s so proactive in stopping the Demon King in the future. (I mean, her story is quite good already but adding a little more angst doesn’t hurt, right? at least to spice a bit more the story.)

Still, I mean sure sure, the actual canon events sorta work at the end, sure. Hyrule could have been more peaceful than our real world so Sonia didn’t need to be on her toes, or maybe she was just not informed enough about how shitty politics can be. I read somewhere that apparently she was a priestess before marrying Rauru, so sure, perhaps she was still naive and Rauru was the one actually managing most if not all of Hyrule’s external relationships and stuff. Heck, now I’m thinking that perhaps I thought too high of this hoe and the only character with the pants and relevance in the backstory was Rauru, and Sonia was just there to be a plot device, what a shame.

Anyway, I myself would feel disappointed if the previous reasons were true, because I did like this character and it did pissed me off the way her death was handled. Then I was even more pissed off when I came up with my optional turn of events, which to be honest I’ll make my own headcanon cuz screw it, Sonia deserved better.

In conclusion I repeat that this is just my own opinion and take on a game that to be fair I really enjoy, and what it may lack in story it makes up in a really fun gameplay experience. I repeat, I LOVE the game and think is good, even if (imo imo imo) it sacrifices a couple bits in its story department to work as well as it does in general.

#loz tears of the kingdom #loz totk #totk spoilers #totk zelda #totk sonia #totk ganondorf #totk rauru #vent #rant

[cloudninetonine]

The Hero of Nature was the youngest of the group, both in terms of timeline and physicality and bore similar attributes to his Hero Link counterpart in more ways than one. You knew, ignoring the fact the Gerudo man was a Ganon, Wild would have loved to meet the man and cause their feral chaos together like the destined soulmates they were. A piece of home in a way, you clung to him quite quickly also, pulled into his wacky shenanigans and his fun little messes that had the group groaning in distaste.

"You're insane." Like now, certainly, something that would have had your favourite brooding monarch throwing a fit even a child would wince at. "Seriously, Nat, this is fucking crazy."

The bear's head raised at your whisper and you both ducked down a little more.

The redhead looked at you, confused. "You've never wanted to ride a bear before? Not even once?"

"Of course, I've wanted to." You snapped like it was the most obvious thing in the world. "But you know what I also want? To keep my guts inside me rather than splattered on the floor."

Hours spent listening to the wonderful voice of David Attenborough had instilled both a fear and a fascination with the Earth and its inhabitants, while bears did indeed look friend shaped a small 'fun fact' from the broadcaster about how a bear's claws, teeth, running speed, size ect, etc. Was enough to deter you from getting even the slightest bit close to then- even now was pushing your "I don't want to die this way." Boundaries miles away, the boundary line was a dot in the distance, a star in the sky, an atom to a microscope-

You yelped when the man threw you over his shoulder, huffing out air at the impact as he leapt over the log you had found refuge behind and raced towards the beast, laughing at its guttural growls and roar.

"Nat, Nat, NAT!" 

Screams were drowned out but the sounds of the bear as the man hopped onto the great creature, bucking feverously to rid you of its back and make you its next meal for your very rude disturbance.

Oh, but Nature certainly wasn't going to let that happen, dropping you onto his lap and digging his hands into its fur. He certainly was pleased with himself, laughing like a madman as you were both thrown about, a dizzy spell hitting you fast as the mammal continued to try and throw you both off, groaning in distaste.

A minute or two passed, a headache forming as your brain slammed against your skull violently at each jump and turn, eyes straining to see the forest in front of you as you made a last ditch effort to stop this 'fight'.

You leaned over to gently massage the bear's ears in pure desperation.

And slowly but surely, the bear began to real, the buck reducing to shaking and the shaking reducing to stillness as the creature panted to catch its breath in the middle of the dense woodland. You were rigid, from both pure fear and pure adrenaline running through your veins, icy cold while Nature laughed something impressive, patting the giant creature between the ears.

"That was amazing!" He praised, gently nudging you. "I haven't seen a bear relax so fast, how did you- (Name)?"

The Gerudo man poked you quizzically, your body bopping to the side before falling off the creature, petrified.

"Oh no."

The man's stomach dropped as he thought about Tide's reaction, hopping off and letting the beast step back, still panting as he shook you wildly, calling your name in a frantic voice.

Oh, he was dead. Dead for sure. The old man had already grown protective, a parent claim over you from those days of your fever while he nursed you back to health. You were delirious of course, muttering something or other that had the elder man soft with empathy as he patted your hair and wiped away the sweat.

"I think they should come with us."

And despite the argument that transpired with a few not wanting such a decision, Tide stood firm and that was that- you were part of the group.

A great decision really, no one else was crazy enough to join his escapades.

"Nat…" Your voice was but a whisper, the man perking up in relief. "I need…to ask you something…."

The man leaned closer, concern still written over his face as he nodded for you to continue, holding your hand gently.

"Why the fuck is the bear licking my hair."

#linked universe imagine #linked universe #linked universe x reader #lu #a player's aid #player au #mess au

[sciencelings-writes]

My tLoZ and LU Masterlist

UPDATED 11/19/2023

Of Dubious Sophistication: 6/? posted chapters, Wild meets the chain on a day when he has to act like an important person and decides to fuck with their initial misconceptions of him. Mostly formatted to give each of the Links to come to their own conclusions about Wild, a Compilation of oneshots with a vague overarching plot.

Another Second Chance: 2/? classic Wild gets pulled into the AOC timeline and is tasked to help prevent the calamity. But he looks different enough from his counterpart that he doesn’t reveal his true identity. He accidentally parallels Astor in the whole mysterious sorcerer/ seer vibes as he both knows the future and popped out of nowhere in a dramatic cape and ancient technology. Lots of interaction between Wild and the champions and there is both angst and hijinks. There’s also stuff about the new champions as most of it follows the plot of AOC. Also Wolfie is there because I thought it would be funny for him to bop around the baby egg guardian.

The Silence of the Knight: BOTW pre-calamity fic that’s mostly an introspective fic about why Link went silent and how everyone around him reacts to his lack of outward emotions. I just saw the concept of people seeing him as not quite human because of his refusal to show any emotions and wanting to catch a glimpse of how/ if he reacts when tragedy strikes, just to see if he has the ability to feel anything at all.

Heavy in Your Arms: Wild hated getting his memories back. They could be triggered by seemingly anything, they forced the entire group to stop or have someone stay with him until he got over it, which mostly ended up being Twilight, and he tended to end up feeling terrible. Even the good ones were bittersweet, when he saw glimpses of a family that was long gone or a fleeting moment when his life wasn’t destined to be a nightmare, only to open his eyes a century later having lost everything.He knew it was starting to become a hindrance on their quest and the last thing he wanted to be was a burden. (part of a series focused on the Wolf Trio)

I’ve Seen Hell (But This is a Bit More My Style): BOTW Fem!Link fic focused on how being the first female incarnation of the Heroes Spirit would be treated with a little bit of Zelink as a forbidden relationship. Link is angry and all of her past lives are just as pissed as she is. She’s seen as a harbinger of the calamity rather than the hero sent to stop it. And she’s seen as a mistake of the goddess and proof that the 10,000 years of peace was now at an end. General woman problems you know? (Sequel incorporating LU in progress) also please mind the tags.

Swordcrossed Lovers: Fluffy oneshot of the above au, Link and Zelda go to Gerudo Town and flirt while sword fighting. Zelink Week 2022 prompt: Sparring. 

Champions Possessing Wild Oneshot Collection: The champions possess Wild sometimes, it leads to some shenanigans 

The Unironic Magical Properties of True Love: totk role swap, Zelda find where Link has been hiding since being stuck in the past.

*NEW* Forever Changed: post totk zelink, where they both come back a little differently and have to deal with the immediate aftermath of... everything.

Requests/ short oneshots:

The Idiots of the Wind: Wind makes friends with the spirit of Revali and they team up to mess with Wild, mildly traumatizing him in the process. 

A Waste of Pretty Faces: Wild and Warriors bond over something they didn’t expect (mind the warnings and tags)

To Kill What’s Already Dead: Set after sunset pt.7, Wild deals with not being allowed to see Twilight and with the very real possibility that his mentor is dying.

A Mosaic of Broken Glass: Link has a lot of scars, they don’t like them very much. Zelda is determined to help them work on loving themself. Non-Binary BOTW Link and I accidentally made Zelda asexual.

On Top Of The World: Day 1 prompt for Zelink week 2022- One Last Look, Link and Zelda reunite after the final battle with the calamity. Idk what to say it’s just pure fluff. 

Frightful & Delightful: Wintery LU fic that is Hyrule-centric for a secret santa. Hurt/comfort, but mostly fluff. 

3 Sentence Fics: Lots of short fics in one place, including LU, botw Zelink, and my own AUs!

The Many Duties of the Princesses Appointed Knight: Fluffy pre-calamity zelink hair braiding, not me basing a whole fic off of a vague idea... 

The Caretaker of Holy Things: OC fic made for a zelda creators collab, the Priestess of the Temple of Time remains at the great plateau while the calamity rages around her, unfortunately, she’s due to have visitors. 

Whumptober 2022:

Prompt 2: Nowhere to Run: Aryll from my priestesses AU meets the Fierce Deity for the first time.

Prompt 5: Hypothermia: Link and Zelda from my Golden Priestesses AU journey up to the Temple of Nayru to the spring of wisdom.

Prompt 9: Caught in the Storm: Zelda spends one hundred years fighting the calamity, even though he’s slumbering in the shrine of resurrection, Link still finds a way to help her keep her head above water.

Prompt 10: Whipping: Wild from my Fem!Wild AU has to reveal some things about her past after having a panic attack post-battle. Kind of a rewrite of part of the comic where Wild throws himself in front of Wind during a fight, you know the one. 

Prompt 15: Emotional Damage/ New Scars: Wild visits the forgotten temple after the events of LU, he mourns. 

Zelink Week 2023: 

Day 1: Yearning: All In Good Time: Fem! Zelink AU during the events of LU, Wild misses her Princess. 

Day 2: Forbidden: The Ballad of Frost and Flames: Fem!Zelink AU, pre-calamity while Link is still in hiding, they meet at a masquerade ball. 

Day 4: Hand in Hand: The Fable of the Dragon and the Phoenix: MAJOR TOTK SPOILERS, Zelda makes and eternal choice and Link learns to rise from the ashes.

#zelink #fic rec #fic masterlist #masterlist #totk #zelda #tears of the kingdom #botw #breath of the wild #fem!zelink #fanfic rec #andromedas fic masterlist #loz #tloz #fanfiction #finally got to the point where the old post wouldn't update so here's this I guess

[tirsynni]

Okay, so thoughts on the Legend of Zelda and religion, inspired by gameplay and seeing how people incorporate the multiple goddesses and such into their fics.

Usual disclaimer applies: these are only my random thoughts, which are open to change, and Legend of Zelda canon is deliberately inconsistent and definitely apt to change. Everyone is free to interpret it however they want with whatever headcanons they want, as no one can ever be truly correct because no solid LoZ canon exists.

Now, onto really random thoughts, most occurring in the shower or before bedtime:

In some Zelda games, no gods are mentioned at all. Others, they're very vague. Others say some deities and then another provides a different deity and some others reference that this being was perhaps a deity but has fallen and this one might STILL be a deity so good luck.

I like to say that they're all fucking deities. Maybe some more powerful than others, but they're all deities. Some divine, some profane, some really interested in carrot soup, but all are deities.

Demise? A deity. Earth-based, unholy, so full of rage and spite that he's willing to guarantee an eternal foe as long as it means that foe is dragged into this mess with him, aka, the Cycle of Hatred. Strange affection for mortal Gerudo men, whether these guys like it or not.

The Triad: Farore, Nayru, and Din. They created Hyrule, created the Triforce, still have a Presence connected to their Creation as shown by the oracles and spirits and such which have popped up over the centuries. Definitely separate, though. Loves their Creation in a divine, untouched manner. Set up a lesser Goddess to protect their Creation and the Triforce they left behind, which leads us to...

Hylia. Before it was Hyrule, it was the Land of Hylia. Divine. A little too Divine. Needed mortal weapons and mortal Heroes to kill the Earth-based deity Demise. Here are my headcanons on her based on the ever-erratic canon and the Skyward Sword manga: she realized she couldn't win alone and needed a mortal Hero. Again, a little too heavenly to tackle an earth-based deity like Demise. I like imagining her falling for the original Hero, which was one of the factors which led her to having the Fallen Hero reincarnated as the Hero in Skyward Sword. They were supposed to live a mortal lifetime together, albeit one where Hylia used him to fight Demise for the Greater Good, as deities like to do, only for Demise to say "Fuck that, here's the Cycle of Hatred." From then on, she loses her Mortal Love, as the Cycle of Hatred says "the Spirit of the Hero and the Bloodline of the Goddess" (paraphrased). When SS!Zelda dies, Hylia returns to the Heavens, her bloodline continues to carry her blood, and she gets separated because the Spirit of the Hero is now trapped by the Curse. (I like angst, dammit, and that type of eternal separation, especially multiple carriers of the Hero's Spirit are unfamiliar with Hylia, is amazing.)

Other deities pop up in the games. I say they're all deities. These games literally occur over hundreds of thousands of years. Hyrule has risen and fallen and risen and fallen multiple times. It literally exists only due to divine intervention. Hyrule and its people have no idea of their own history and myths. The ones we see in the games are the ones popular in that current era.

There's also the fact that we tend to see everything through Link's perspective, and he seems far more interested in shiny objects and, I dunno, riding/taming/bargaining with the spirits than finding out their histories.

In one era, we don't see mention of the Triad? That generation lost sight of them, but they're reminded a couple generations down the line. Hylia isn't mentioned? She'll come up again soon enough. There's also no indication that any of these deities demand worship. They can be responsive to prayers, but the connection to the deities waver over time, too. Like, how does a human's connection compare to a Hylian's? Humans and Hylians are different species and can generally be recognized by the ears, with the ears of the Hylians supposedly shaped that way to better hear the deities.

Link can hear and respond to the deities, but it's arguable that it's connected to his role as Hero. They need mortal hands to get things done, and he is damned good at getting shit done and not likely to be distracted by, I dunno, a literal god asking him to do shit. Yes, yes, that deity gave him a request. He heard. He understood. It still needs to wait until he found all of these cuccos and returned them home.

More headcanon: it's known that the Royal Family has divine blood and rule by Divine Right. The meaning of this changes depending on the era. For some, it just means Princess Zelda is magical and wise. For others, she is a literal incarnation of the Goddess. The one most likely to speak with the deities and spirits -- Link -- is probably never going to clarify to anyone how it is. Hell, he's probably never going to care enough to ask.

Most eras have no idea about the Spirit of the Hero. Link's either a random hero who just popped up or a strange traveler. Sometimes he is a Prophesied Hero. Sometimes he is a Divine Weapon. Beyond his ability to be a fucking godslayer when necessary, I think it's easy for him to be dismissed. It's made easier when Link's like, "I'm out. I'll leave you guys to fix this rubble. Oh, what happened here? Hell if I know. Good luck." Connecting him to a Spirit which is literally older than Hyrule? Not happening. In OoT, he's recognized as Special and a Hero by a very rare few; otherwise, Link's just a traveler or that weird kid. In BotW, it's pretty clear that King Rhoam views him as just a holy weapon. In BotW, there's no indication that he even really speaks or looks at Link at all until he's a fucking ghost and unliving with regret. No elevation. Barely any notice. Just Link or Nameless Traveler.

In a land as old as Hyrule where deities like to traverse and poke, it's easy to imagine many deities calling it home at least for a period of time. Hell, maybe they don't even call it home but mess with the local deities at some point or another. Also considering how many apocalypses this land has experienced, it's easy to imagine that they can't have a consistent mythology or religion. It changes each era based on texts and art which survived the last round of destruction. Hell, even their major secret-keepers, the Sheikah, regularly struggle with attempted genocide. It's amazing anything survives with any sort of consistency, nonetheless knowledge about a war which existed before Hyrule itself did.

#legend of zelda #meta #showerthoughts #bedtime thoughts #i have a lot of feels about this okay? #and far more thoughts #than this post can show #i would like to one day #due a full meta on religion and loz #but i have to get my thoughts straight first #which is an epic accomplishment

[musical-chan]

Father of Time Chapter 36: The Gerudo Desert

A short time before the strange happenings washed over the Kingdom of Hyrule, Lana had returned to the Valley of Seers, where she used sorcery to search for clues to the vanished Cia. It was there that a figure appeared and stole away the Triforce of Power. It took Lana by such surprise that she never had a chance to identify the thieving villain.

At this point the strange happening in Hyrule occurred, and Link was sent off to investigate. Lana sensed that a Gate of Souls had appeared in the Gerudo Desert...

He was falling.  

Falling in the dark.

And then bright sun assaulted his eyes. Spots danced in his vision and he fell blind through warm air, only aware of the sword and ocarina he clutched tightly in his arms. Visions became reality in his bedroom as the darkness yanked at him. He had flailed, grabbed at his bed, cried out for help in his mind, but it had taken him all the same. 

Then a sudden stop as he slammed into something both soft and hard.  A person? They collapsed to the ground and his ears twitched at the pained grunt under him. He wanted to move but he was still sun-blinded and half wrapped in a blanket from his bed. Information was coming at him too fast and before he could consider any of what was happening, someone else fell out of the sky on top of him.

Chaos, struggling, bright sun and gritty sand. Too many arms, too many legs and someone dug an elbow into his side and another pushed at his back and there were angry words and laboured breaths and he couldn't get free everything was a mess they were trapped how to get out don't drop the ocarina where'd the sword go what's going on help! 

"Ah fuckin' hell! Get yer foot out of m' eye, y' asshole!"

(Read the rest on AO3!)

HELL YEAH GUYS HERE WE GO IT'S A LINKSMEET NOW LINK GETS TO MEET OTHER LINKS THAT ARE ACTUALLY HEROS AND NOT JUST PEOPLE ALSO NAMED LINK!

I'm so excited for this I'm typing in ALL CAPS FUCK YEAH LET'S GO!

#Legend of Zelda AU #post-OOT AU #post-MM AU #Legend of Zelda fanfic #Fierce Deity #Fierce Dadity #loz fanfic #Fierce Deity is a good dad #loz au fic #post MM Link #Legend of Zelda #Father of Time fic #links meet au #Maybe not a permanent Links Meet yet but YEAH! LET'S DO THIS! #Hyrule Warriors content is GO! #THREW M' BOY IN THE WAR OF ERAS! #I'M VERY EXCITED CAN YOU TELL?

[dapperenby13]

So I’ve been playing botw

Spoilers below the cut ig

Ok first off it’s cracking me up that Link can’t get a drink at the bar in gerudo town.

Also him and Zelda are so young, it’s absolutely breaking my heart. They’re practically kids.

I got all the towers! So now the whole map is unlocked which is really cool! But I’m still too much of an anxiety filled mess to go work on the divine beasts. Technically I have Vah Ruta open now, so I can go in anytime. But I know there’s a boss and I’m too scared. I’m trying to get the master sword first at least.

Also I’m looking stuff up constantly because if I played how you’re supposed to, going in knowing nothing. I’d probably quit the game out of pure panic. I need to know what’s happening next or else my anxiety will make it completely unplayable.

Also no, I did not face that fucking lynel to get the shock arrows. I bought them at a town. Once again, I am a wimp and very new to video games in general.

#link is so silly #I’m watching all those “’things you didn’t know about botw videos #it’s nice to know stuff #v says things #botw #breath of the wild #tloz botw

[three-bunnies-in-a-trenchcoat]

"Hey, Zelda." Link gave the dragon a watery smile, sitting down and patting the fur next to him. "It's been a while, sorry. Penn needed my help with a story."

He blew a strand of hair away from his face, wrapping the wings of his glide suit around him as protection from the wind. "It's stupid that I'm doing this again, isn't it? I spent a year putting off fighting the Calamity, and now I'm just wasting time exploring the Depths and Hyrule again. I found Mineru three months ago, for Hylia's sake." He gave a weak laugh. "Although I don't think Josha would call it a waste. You'd like her."

"I know what you'd tell me– 'The Demon King dealt a great blow against you, Link.'" His voice shifted, mimicking her accent. "'Taking time to recover is not a waste, and if you throw yourself injured into a fight again I'll drag you back by the ear!'"

Zelda let out a low rumble.

"Yeah, yeah, I know you hate it when I do that." He sighed. "But I am nearly healed. Almost all of the gloom's effects are gone, my arm nearly always feels like it's mine." He cleared his throat. "Anyway, have I told you how the others are doing?

"Sidon and Yona are doing pretty well– the official wedding is coming up soon. Sidon's really growing into being king. Yunobo and the kids are doing good too, last I saw, but I haven't been over there in a while."

He rubbed the sages' rings with his thumb. "Tulin's been training pretty hard; I think Teba is getting worried. He reminds me a lot of Revali, actually, with that. I still don't remember much, but I do know that he was always training. Probably just to show me up, but still.

"Riju…" He picked at his nails. "I understand why she gave me access, but I miss being Link, Hylian vai, and not Link, hero of Hyrule and the princess's guard. I don't think most of them have connected the dots, but even if I do find my vai clothes again, it won't be the same. Now that they've seen me as a voe, they'd figure it out right away. 

"Is it… weird, that I liked being a girl?" He closed his eyes, leaning back against Zelda's mane. "It was… nice. I don't know how to explain it, but… I wouldn't have minded living in Gerudo Town. Being 'little Hylian vai' for more than just a few trips.

"What do you think Riju would've said if I told her that? Would she have allowed it?" He laughed bitterly. "I'm only telling you this because you can't understand me. Pretty messed up, right?

"I asked Mineru about draconification, if she had found a way to reverse it after all these years. She just looked at me. Probably would've talked me out of coming up here, if she knew. Seems like that type of person."

He sighed. "No more royal line, huh? I think Hyrule will be okay, though. They survived for one hundred years with the Calamity still hanging around, I'm sure they can find a new leader, especially with the groundwork you laid."

He smoothed a hand over her fur. "The kids in Hateno miss you. I haven't told anyone what's happened to you yet. Impa and Cado know, but only because I started crying when I saw your final memory, and they got– worried."

He ran his hands through his hair, dislodging the mask, and sighed. "Do you want to know something weird? I think I saw you before. Flying over Hateno, when the Calamity was still around. I thought it was just Naydra, but… it makes more sense if it was you. It was practically destiny for me to fail you again, huh?"

"Fuck. Fuck." He pressed the palms of his hands against his eyes. "I miss you. I miss seeing you wake up in a bed next to me, I miss hearing you and Purah talk about where the shrines went. I miss seeing you smile, hearing you laugh at my stupid jokes, watching you spend hours focused on your research."

Tears dripped from his hands, falling onto Zelda’s head, and she let out a low, mournful cry. A dam broke, and Link shuddered, resting his head in his arms as the tears poured out.

"I can't do this." He gasped. "I can't pretend everything is normal, when you're gone but you're right here and– and–"

His fists slammed down, but stopped before they could touch her head, instead gently smoothing out along her fur. "I hate this. I hate my arm, I hate how Tulin was forced to grow up, I hate how much Hyrule has changed, I hate how you had to give your life just to fix the sword I broke."

His voice broke. "You're always cleaning up my messes. You held back the Calamity, and now you did this. I should just– just go and find him, before all of this is in vain. Ha, who cares if I'm not ready? As long as that bastard goes down with me, I don't care. We all know I should've just stayed dead."

Zelda growled, long and low.

He wiped his eyes. "Probably just tired of me being up here, aren't you. It's not very comfortable, is it? It's not because you can understand me, I know you can't. Mineru made it very clear that even a moment of lucidity would be impossible.

"But… I'm still coming up here. Still talking to you, like as soon as I beat him everything is going to go back to being normal and fine, even– even though it's not. Even though you'll still be up here, forever. Just a dragon. Never Zelda again."

More tears replaced the ones he had wiped away. "It should have been me, stuck like this. I've always just been a failure, and I saw how strong you were, how your abilities started to grow. If I had– if I had just died fighting against the Calamity like I was supposed to, maybe then you wouldn't even have gone down there and he wouldn't have woken up!"

He sniffled. "Goddesses, what am I supposed to tell people? 'Sorry, Zelda turned into a dragon thousands of years in the past, and no, sorry, only like ten people in the entirety of Hyrule can see her, and yeah, sorry, it's all my fault again.' That's going to go over well."

Zelda growled again, tossing her head. 

"I'm sorry. I'll go now." He ran a hand over her mane, smoothing out a few windblown tangles. "...I'll visit you again before I go fight him. Say goodbye. I don't think I'll be coming back from that, and even if you can't understand me, you deserve to know."

He stood up, wiping his face one more time and securing the mask over his eyes, and leapt into the sky.

A low cry echoed from the sky above him, and Link's eyes burned.

#totk spoilers #totk #loz totk #totk zelda #totk link #loz #mb's writing

[divineprank]

One thing I really like about Ganondorf’s reveal issssssss 

The hair. Normally I’m not a fan of the Hyrule Warriors mane, I just don’t think it looks good. But here, I think it fits really well, both aesthetically and for storytelling purposes. But besides how much of a thirst trap he is, I think the hair is actually a really important character design choice for storytelling purposes. Look at this glorious bastard and his hair. 

Now, let’s think about Ganondorf’s character for a second. We know that he wants power, he wants to rule Hyrule, and he wants people to look him in the eye as he rips their lives from them. I mean, he’s pretty narcissistic, yeah, but despite that, he understands honor. While his sense of honor doesn’t seem line up with what most people consider to be “honorable”, I think we can still see this in how he still proudly wears Gerudo jewelry and is adorned with more traditional voe clothing. A notable contrast to his usual armor set. This is really interesting because BotW indicates that the Gerudo have completely rejected Ganondorf and don’t want anything to do with that mess. But with the Gan-man, I think there’s still some of that Wind Waker characterization happening, he doesn’t quite want to let go of his old world. How far they’re willing to address that remains to be seen. But this world has moved on without him, and he doesn’t recognize this world anymore. So he’ll destroy it all, and in its ashes create something familiar to him.

What the fuck does this have to do with his hair, though?

Well, let’s take a look at two other characters with long hair. 

Oh, wait--sorry. 

Yes, they look great aesthetically, and it makes sense when you consider both women are women of action and having short hair is better for utility, but it can be therapeutic to cut one’s hair. However, I think Nintendo’s trying to indicate something else. I am by no means an expert in this field, but I understand that there are old Samurai traditions surrounding the cutting of one’s hair. It usually represents retirement, however it’s also been used to indicate the changing of affiliations. And, in modern times, it appears that there are Japanese traditions that celebrate the cutting of long hair, viewing it as a refreshing new beginning and a chance to cleanse themselves of the old, metaphorical weight on their shoulders.  

At this point it’s a pretty over-used trope for characters to cut their hair during a period of great change. But I do think that’s what they’re signaling here with Zelda, Riju, and Ganondorf. Nintendo is using both ladies as a kind of baseline: two long-haired characters have cut their hair, and a usually short-haired character now has long hair. 

It’s been 10,100 years and Ganondorf’s still dancing his same dance and singing his same song. 

He’s stuck on something. His ears are rounded, his hand isn’t marked, so it’s not the Triforce. In my perspective, he seems to be in possession of a tear. Just like Sidon, Tulin, that mysterious dragon-lookin’ Zonai guy, and Zelda. 

Something’s keeping him from moving on, from changing. I think we’ll explore a lot of that in Tears of the Kingdom. 

#I have no idea what the fuck to tag this #Ganondorf #He who wields such power would make a suitable king for this world... Don’t you think? :: [THE DEMON KING] #please know that this is not an invitation for spoilers. i know the artbook leaked and I don't want anything to do with that information #i want to find out on my own please thanks.