#Ravio/Link

[batrogers]

Silenced

Written for an old Gore prompt from a friend, "Ravio + Drugs"

Rated M, for non-consensual drugging, self-inflicted harm, mouth trauma and stitches.

Also on AO3!

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Rumour said the rabbit-eared merchant had finally been caught and made to pay his debts. Link had heard about it and, panicked, gone home to look for his --

He might not be a friend yet, but the way they spoke didn't bode well.

Ravio wasn't there. He wasn't at the house, and Link immediately felt sick. He swallowed hard and returned to the tavern: it'd only been a few hours. The men were still there, still drinking: still laughing about the debts in question. He walked up and seized the man by the shirt.

Link was too short to throw him to the wall, so he forced him to his knees instead and put a knife to his throat.

"I want the merchant," Link snarled. "Take me to him. Now."

The man looked from the knife at his throat to the medallions hanging from his neck, copper tokens heavy with magic, and caved.

The man led him to a building in town, not far from the tavern: his home, Link guessed. He took him inside and downstairs, past a locked door. it easily could've been a trap; Link didn't care. He'd bring the house down on their heads if he had to. He (and Ravio, he suspected but wasn't sure) healed faster -- better, more completely -- than this man.

At the base of the stairs, the man lit a torch from his lamp and turned and retreated back upstairs.

The door hung open behind him, but Link didn't care.

Ravio was crouched in a corner, arms around his legs. He was rocking himself in place, hair loose around his shoulders, dishevelled in the absence of his hood. His robes were pulled close around his body, and his arms tight around his knees.

A chain went from his ankle to the wall, and Link knelt and dealt with that first. The key hung on the wall, just out of reach, and he unlocked it and spoke, voice soft.

"Ravio? Ravio, look at me."

When the other man raised his head, his pupils were narrow despite the darkness around them. He looked frantically from one side to the other, unable to focus. Unable to see, Link guessed and he cupped his face to stop the frantic movement.

Ravio tried to focus on him, but Link didn't notice. Instead, he saw against the line of his lips black lines crossing his lips and dried blood down his chin. Horrified, Link tilted his face up and ran a hand over the lines, as if he could make that not be the case just... just by looking.

Shit.

"He sewed your mouth shut?" Link whispered.

Ravio didn't respond. Couldn't, not verbally, but instead he raised one hand and Link saw, with rising nausea, a bloody needle in his own hand.

Eyes narrow, and unfocused. Unresponsive to him speaking, for the most part and...

What the fuck had this man given him?

Enough. Link forced himself to focus. He took the needle away, and picked up the other man (Ravio was so thin; he'd seen it before but never felt it, never had to hold ihim and be reminded by the far-too-slight weight in his arms how starved he was, why he was so possessive and so concerned about the food in the house...) and he carried him home.

It wasn't great, to move between worlds with Ravio in his arms, but he did it. He got him home with him, got him to bed.

He cut the stitches from his mouth and, carefully, with tweezers and rising nausea, picked the threads from his lips and with water and rest Ravio slowly came around. He huddled against Link's chest the whole time, until finally he seemed aware enough to speak up.

"...You found me?" he whispered.

"Yeah. What happened?"

"Nothing," Ravio lied, and Link sighed.

"What did he do to you?"

There was a long pause, a longer gap as ravio clearly did not want to answer. Finally -- reluctantly -- he gave in. "He drugged me." When Link made an irate noise, he groaned. "I thought if he heard me I'd be hurt more so... I stopped it."

Link pressed his forehead to Ravio's hair. He wondered if he believed him, that that was all. He wondered if it mattered. He considered and discarded a thousand words: why did you go back, why did you risk it. Don't you know they're hunting you.

Don't you know people have asked if I was you, disguised by magic to escape the queen?

But of course he knew. Link knew that.

Instead, he breathed out slowly and kissed Ravio's hair. "You're safe, now," he said, and the other man went loose again in his arms.

"I know," Ravio said, and his voice cracked. "Thank you, Mr. Hero."

[st0rmyskies]

stormmmyyyy people are being weird about linkcest in the lu fandom agaaaiiiiinnnnn. specifically raviolink apparently, so if you get the time, i would love it greatly if ud bless us with some extra legend and ravio content 👉👈

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While I don't write a whole lot of Ravioli content, I do have a lovely friend who does.

If you haven't checked out the Rupees and Rods collection by Tendertendrils on AO3, you absolutely need to. This ongoing series already contains 30 stories (!!!) and is full of sweet, silly, and jaw-dropping smut. It's got a little bit of everything: bondage, dom/sub dynamics, questionable communication at times, failsex, and is a fascinating deep-dive into characterization through sex as written by an author of deep thoughtfulness, devious creativity, and incredible skill.

This series has been going strong for two years now - and just passed its 2-year anniversary! Congratulations @tendertendrils1!!

[lucky-clover-gazette]

as a vidow enjoyer i consider ravio/link a ship-in-law

[chibinur]

Guuuuys I drew this for Linktober day 1 :D

[mirensiart]

pain sharing curse au feat RAVIO 💜

Also, what did we leeaaaarn~? Never touch legend's stuff, yeah.

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adding ravio to the curse was a team effort between myself and my followers, and honestly we’ve been having so much fun with it, shout-out to everyone who’s contributed to the ravio arc lol

(also, no, he’s not dead, he has potions in stock lol)

[tsukinoshinjiu]

I gave him my entire life's savings

[uncharted-constellations]

The entire ALBW team

Links about to become Lorules #1 hytopian fabric exporter

[mizaruwu]

They grew

[violet-xd09]

[batrogers]

Super a fan of 'that broken promise', though it took me an embarrassing amount of time to find and actually read. All of them are my fav with a weakness for Rabbit.

Pride month prompt; Ravio and Smith?

You caught me in the middle of yelling at Ravio's face, so here's a line-art of his design where both of them are coloured in their respective pride flags. So y'all know they're one of my few het(-seeming) ships LOL.

The turban is an Arab style, I forget what reference I used for it originally but I do remember the character I was using it FOR was middle-ages Arab. The earring is a Byzantine style, and I went with both because Yuga in Link Between Worlds is definitely wearing Ottoman era clothing so why not Ravio?

His hair under the turban is also definitely very long, too, and Hilda's cool with him being poly. ETA: bc I was very distracted by art yesterday, thank you for being a fan!! No shame at all in taking a while to get into it, writing is faster to create than comics and takes much more time to process on the other end bc there's just plain more of it!

Rabbit appreciates the love LOL as do I! Thanks again for the ask!

[clowns0up-felix]

STUPID and CUNTY and DUMB drawing I did ?? IDK didn’t even wanna post bc look at it but the colors looked kinda cool im sorry idk idk why they’re cunt af ?????

[entouragelvr75]

man what is it w me and drawing the funky little purple 'links'

[alinkthroughtheages]

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[mmelete]

this is based on @skyloftian-nutcase's idea, where LU Legend becomes a painting, but the chain doesn't know/realize.

I might draw the rest of the chain reacting, we'll see. I felt like out of everyone, Warriors and Hyrule would be the most likely to deface a painting lol.

[churomo]

companion ravio !

[mirensiart]

I like the idea that hyrule+lorule have different cultures and sometimes there’s a lil cultural shock between the hyrule duo and the lorule duo

anyway, lorule’s way of greeting people is via hand kissing, which clashes with hyrule’s more hands off way of greeting