#Yandere lu Dink

[gliphyartfan]

Hello, do you have Dark Link/Dink headcannons?

—double anon

Of course noooot….

. . . .

Hmmmm. Dink would approach any obsessiom with a mind that’s analyzing every detail to weave himself into it.

He knows when to push, when to pull back, and how to create situations that bring her closer to him, seemingly of her own will.

You know those villains that are so naturally malicious that they are chipper and playful?

The ones that when they frown, or when they don’t change their smiling expression but the victim KNOWS they said something they SHOULDN’T have when a heavy pressure starts to sit on their shoulders as the villain silently stares at them with a frozen smile on their face?

That’s Dink. He’ll drink tea as he enjoys a book while in the same room as someone being violently tortured and call that ‘Delightful Music’.

With the Chain, He loves playing mind games with them, manipulating situations to make them think they’re unworthy or insincere in their intentions to (y/n).

He’d behave (sometimes) with them for their Darling’s sake. But if he has the high ground in ANY situation involving the chain, he’s gonna make them miserable while he enjoy’s his time with (y/n).

So they are always grumpy dealing with him.

Dink’s charm (to me) lies in his complete acceptance of his own nature. He doesn’t pretend to be anything other than what he is, a demon, an embodiment of the Hero’s Darkness, who enjoys stirring chaos and devouring the negativity of others.

he’s intelligent, knowing precisely when to pull back and let others come to him. He doesn’t force anyone into darkness; he merely opens the door and waits for them to walk through willingly.

He’s a demon in every sense of the word, not just for his actions but for his ability to tap into the darker parts of human nature and bring them to the surface.

He’s not someone who acts on noble principles; rather, he thrives on the negativity and vengeful desires of those he encounters, subtly twisting their motivations until they align with his own interests.

Despite his constant smile and external cheerfulness, there’s a lurking menace in everything he does.

Dink radiates an aura that makes others feel as if they’re sitting across from a predator, even when he’s at his most pleasant.

He’s an entity that exists outside of moral boundaries, seeing people as vessels for emotions he can manipulate.

If he ever DOES assist someone (rare as it is), it isn’t out of sympathy or a sense of justice but rather a gleeful indulgence in the person’s own corruption, a process Dink would actively encourage.

[yourlocaltreesimp]

Reader: "So eventually I'm like- alright"

Reader: "Being nice doesn't work, being nice gets me stalkers" *side eyes the chain*

Reader: "Being mean gets me crazy men who are attached to crazy woman" *side eyes dink*

Reader: "I'm just gonna ignore y'all now *walks away while fierce deity follows behind them*

Reader: (AND THEY LIKE THAT TOO!) *turns around and yells* LEAVE ME ALONE!

Yan!Chain and all the extras is essentially just a cult. Someone’s too nice? They’re getting a very stern talking to. Someone too judgmental? Getting called out immediately. Someone too rude? Well, I hope they have good locks. Considering you’ve got anywhere from 10 to like 12 heroes, the shadow king and quite literally God, the sky could come falling down and you’d be surviving and thriving.

Oh? And Guide AU? Yeah you’re never leaving. Don’t even try. You won’t get far. They won’t let you leave again. Why would they even try to keep living if not for you?

[moonyhasmanyanimals]

Dink is link or unknown as he calls himself, just the darkness within his heart,

Everyone says that he can't love, because he can't feel it

People say that something so heartless couldn't, not at all

Until you came...

This is your fault why he likes you so much

You should have listened to them

He keeps you in the dark, literally

He says he loves you but you know it's not true.

Something like him can't love

he can't

but he holds you with such warmth you can't help but feel that way.

How he courted you was uncanny and odd

It started with burning roses, then to books on dark spells, then to monsters dead at your doorstep

before you know it...

there was a beating heart at your door and a little note

it said;

"Everyone said I can't be with you, my master, the hero, the princess in my realm and in yours, but I do. I love you so much that you make him feel like I have a heart, it feels like there is something beating in my chest when close to you, barely grazing my shoulder, barely being able to see me in the dark, but it's ok, you'll understand soon

Your love.

Unknown"

Unknown was written in blood with an odd odor... but that's all you remember before being held in a dark room with warm, strong arms wrapped around you.

You couldn't help but enjoy it

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I had to feed you guys something,

[neverchecking]

Ok I saw the 🧜‍♀️ request and I have to ask for a part two

Can I have a yandere sky, fd,war, sage, CDI link ( excuses me princess) , Link between worlds, dark link x harpy reader please nsfw

You can!

I assume you meant Legend when you said A Link Between Worlds Link? And I think you also meant the animated Link (Courage) because CDI Link (Koridai) Is from a game. Those are the ones I wrote anyway. Also bc there are so many, these are shorter. And i know you also asked for Dink and FD, but I got lazy and didn't wanna make them a banner so...

(Have you guys ever seen the CDI scenes? Holy hell that is PAINFUL-)

Part one -> Here!

Smut so MDNI! 18+!

Smut CW: Breeding, Monster fucking, Reader is a harpy!, light baby trapping

A Bird's Eye View

・❥・Now, Sky, unlike the others, is used to birds. In fact, it was you who assisted him when he first began roaming the ground level.

・❥・You stuck by his side for the entire time before being left behind when he was deposited back on Skyloft.

・❥・He had tried finding you, but it was as if you just...disappeared.

・❥・So when he's on a ride with Crimson, and hears your distinct calls? He's thrown out whatever his previous goal was without so much as a flick of his wrist.

・❥・When he finds you hurt? He goes into total mother-hen mode.

・❥・When your bandaged and clean? hes just so ecstatic to see you again! He may be hovering, all but forcing food down your throat, but you have to understand.

・❥・He won't let you leave again.

<><><><>

"That's it, songbird. Nice and slow." His voice crooned smoothly over your warbled cries, hands holding your hips and easing your descent onto him. "You're doing so well."

You were a sight. Watching you above him, feathers ruffling as your body sheened with sweat, glimmering in the light around the room? It drove him mad with lust. Maybe desire? He just knew he wanted you. And he had you. You had come back to him!

He knew you were meant for him from the start. You had always been such a caring companion, perfect in every way. When you chirped at him for a cut a little too deep, or nuzzled up to him when the nights were a little too cold? He knew. When you shoved herbs and berries into his hands to boost his immune system? He knew. When you ran your taloned fingers through his hair, picking out twigs and bugs? He knew.

He knew that you were irrevocably his. His to keep and cherish and love and hold. Those were all privileges that were only bestowed upon him. He only had to give you your own privilege. One that would be exclusive to you and you alone.

And he knew exactly what he wanted it to be. Because he had seen you care for him. He had seen the way you fret and croon and-

And he wanted-no, needed to see you be that way with your child. No. That wasn't right either. Not your child. His child. A kid made from the two of you?

He was so excited to meet them.

・❥・You probably save him from that dragon knight. Yk the one? In the beginning of the game? Him.

・❥・It probably leaves your feathers scorched and that's where he steps in. He cares for you with his basic military first aid knowledge.

・❥・You prove to be useful in battle, acting as an aerial advantage, so he keeps you close.

・❥・Your especially helpful when it comes to Cia. Your an unaccounted for variable. And she doesn't like that. She can try and get rid of you, but because Wars keeps you so close, it doesn't quite work out.

・❥・This only deludes him further, because if this powerful sorcerer that has a hand in time and space, can't separate you two, nothing can.

<><><><>

The hand around your throat tightened just a bit as his hips crashed against yours. In the back of his head, he worried about hurting you, but he had a mission that needed to be fulfilled.

As a Captain, the mission would override any concern.

He needed to ensure you stayed with him. That no matter what, you stayed by his side. And what was more damning than a baby? A person who would rely on the two of you so heavily that you would never even think of leaving him.

And that's what he needed. He needed you to stay with him. He needed you to remain with him, with your unyielding loyalty and unbending ferocity. You were everything he needed in this life. And the thought of you having his baby? Was something he also needed. Just the thought of having this perfect little nuclear family made his nerves buzz. He would provide and you would stay by his side.

Like a good little bird.

・❥・I can't tell if I hate this guy or love him.

・❥・I just- I think i mostly wanna hit him.

・❥・Now, I don't know a lot about the animated series, but I have too much self respect (/j),

・❥・But he probably meets you through Sprite. She seems like the type to be like 'Look who I met' to attempt to rub it in your face, but it backfires.

・❥・Courage finds himself too enamored with your glorious feathers and effervescent eyes, immediately laying it on thick. He's complimenting your eyes and your smile and the way the light reflects off the apples of your cheeks.

・❥・If you dare even giggle at his honeyed words, he knows he's got you. Hook, line and Sinker. Now, Courage is more of a brawn over brains type of guy, but he's still a link. He knows how and when to go on the down-low.

・❥・And, honestly, who's better suited for you then the hero of Hyrule?

<><><><>

"Come on, Princess. I know you can do better." He knew his smirk was infuriating if your low grumbles were anything to go by. "How can you prove you want my kid if you don't work for it?"

You gave a challenging look, bounces speeding up as you leaned into his space. You gave a low trill, feathers moving in a wave of agitation as you did, teeth bared down at him . It was so cute seeing you act so aggressive. Like you would ever stand a real chance against him. It was almost daunting- how trusting you were of him. How you just believed everything he told you.

How you trusted he would ever let you out of his sight.

How you trusted he would never use whatever means necessary to get what he wants from you.

How you trusted that he wouldn't do anything to keep you tethered to him.

But he would. Because once you were tied to him, once you were his in every way- with a fat ring on your finger and your belly so swollen you couldn't see you feet- you wouldn't be able to escape. There was no where in this kingdom nor the next that he wouldn't be able to find you. Not that it would matter. Once his child was safely growing, you wouldn't be able to move fast enough to get rid of him! You would lose your, aerial advantage, your running and hiding abilities would be greatly hindered, and should push come to shove, he wasn't against using the triforce to keep you right where he wanted you.

Afterall, you wouldn't want the kingdom your child was growing up in to be destroyed...Right?

・❥・For Legend to trust you to this level, you must've met him at the beginning of his first adventure. In fact, you probably saved him when he was still young and inexperienced.

・❥・Thus proclaiming you as his most trusted companion.

・❥・After Koholint, he for sure latched onto you far more than ever before. He couldn't risk you being torn away from him too.

・❥・Because of what happened with Marin, he felt he had lost the ability to love. But you quietly and calmly reassure that he hasn't.

・❥・Thus leads to him just...knowing that you are here to stay. You won't be leaving him anytime soon. You won't ever leave him behind.

・❥・He lost his chance the first time and he absolutely refuses to lose it again.

・❥・Even if it means temporarily overriding your basic autonomy. You'll understand eventually.

<><><><>

He knew his other form sometimes bled over into his hylian one. it was something he learned to live with and, sometimes, battled with depending on his mood and the circumstance.

He was sure this was part of that.

He had heard the saying 'Fucking like rabbits' but this is just a little ridiculous. It wasn't all that unwarranted however. He needed to mark you as his. Brand you and litter you with enough hickeys and bitemarks to have even the most dense boys (Because that's all they were when compared to him) backing off.

Legend had lost too much in too short a time to take any chances. Honestly, it was a miracle that you were still here. Hylia had proven that she liked taking the most precious things in his life away from him (That fraud. Thinking she could outsmart him?! Thinking he would go down without a fight?! She had another fucking thing coming.) and you had held that title for years.

And you would. For at least a few more months. But even then, you would only have to share.

As he hoisted your legs up to your chest, folding you practically in half as he kept his rhythm steady and continuous (over and over again. Until you remembered the shape of him and only him.), he felt his lips twitch. He could see you now, cradling his and yours young. An absolutely precious little kit that would have your eyes, your perfect eyes, and maybe his nose. Who would be brought up with your gentle nature, but his intellect. Who would know no dangers of the outside world as he would destroy it to keep you two safe.

If it kept you two warm, he wouldn't hesitate to burn it all down.

・❥・Yall have been WAITING for this one.

・❥・Now, my broken little rat. He probably meets you up on the Sky islands. You probably help him get down and he just...latches onto you.

・❥・When you stick with him, even down on the ground and into the depths, he slowly learns to trust you.

・❥・If your patient with him and let him move at his own pace? You aren't leaving. He has let too many people leave and let too many people fuck him over.

・❥・He will not let you do the same. In fact, he's thinking of a million and one ways to keep you with him.

・❥・while all of the boys will think a5bout it, Sage is the only one to actually genuinely clipping your wings. You can't leave him if you can't fly, now can you? He's faster than you.

・❥・ Let's say, for the sake of it all, you happen to befall an accident that makes clipping your wings necessary. While he isn't super excited about you being injured in any capacity, he is a little grateful that he didn't have to do it.

・❥・And on the plus side, he gets to be the good guy and nurse you back to health!

・❥・Not flying health (He has no idea why your wings aren't healing like the rest of you), but healthy enough he can enact his own little plan.

<><><><>

"Shit."

His voice quivered as he bent over your own hunched form, keeping your chest pinned to the counter he had deemed acceptable. His one hand remained locked onto your hip while the other snaked up your chest to gently wrap around your throat. There was no pressure behind the action, just enough to keep you right where he wanted you.

Keep you perfectly still while he pumps you so full of cum you'll have no choice but to carry his child. You won't ever be able to leave then. No, you were kind. Too kind for his world. Too nice, too much of a beacon of pure light to ever do that. You would never deprave a child of his father, nor would you deprave a father of his young. And he knew this. If he planned on capitalizing that fact, just a little, that was no one's business but his own.

Just the thought of you carrying a child, a perfect mix of both of you-- just as much yours and they were his-- was almost enough to have him thanking Hylia for you. For putting him through everything if only to gift him with you in the end.

Almost.

"Keep going, dove. Your almost there. Soon, we'll have a family of our own."

[trulytiredhermit]

Reader pretty much just has to give up at this point because I have another person I like to add to this yandere harem we have hoe about a yandere Gannon who wants reader to themselves as we got dink, zeldas and Malone here and even worse how about hylia as well like reader just give up at this point it ain't worth it anymore. This is reader at this point before the Stockholm Syndrome kicks in

And here lies Reader’s freedom, may it always be remembered. Rip bestie you had a good run.

Reader’s honestly having an existential crisis right now.

Like, that’s it. They’re done for. Reader’s looking at the universe like: bffr.

And you’re right that is definitely Reader.

Even if they were able to get away from the Chain, the Zelda’s, Malon, and Dink. They’d have to deal with a LITERAL GODDESS and the actual INCARNATION OF DEMISE.

I mean I guess bright side? Reader won’t be attacked by monsters anymore?

Bad side, they’re now trying to kidnap Reader to gain favor with their dark lord.

Like y’know how I’m the games it’s kinda Gannon and his minions vs Hylia, Zelda, and Link and they’re all like fighting for the triforce?

Yeah, just switch the triforce out with Reader and that’s the situation.

Bestie wouldn’t even be able to get away from the Chain. They’d try and just be teleported back by Hylia.

Reader for real is just looking on Wikipedia like “How to entrap yourself in Crystal to finally achieve peace and quiet” so that they can escape the chaos.

[miharuki]

Spoilers for a oneshot I'm working on...

>:3

It's just a special for dink lovers! And Ben :P

I'm working on being a great oneshots

[eternadreeblissa]

Say hello to Mafia Dink

(a struck of inspo caught me so I went ham on the signature this time X"DD)

@gliphyartfan

[spaceless-vacuum]

Hi

Can I request yandere platonic links universe x dark link toddler daughter reader

Like the reader is the daughter of dink

But is very Young and doesn't really understand what going on. And when some monsters where in charge of wacthing her

Cuz dink has to go get new monster's and get something like a magic itame

So with no chose he has to leave his daughter with a lizroz

And hope nothing goes wrong

He jinx it

The links found the camp and see the little crib with little toddler reader in it sleeping

And when they get her

And take her to the other's and one of the link's dices to be there father and the others her uncle's

Please and thank you

Due to all of those times the group has gone up against Dink and Warrior has come so close to getting that lizard, he's the first one in the group to take this as a personal challenge. He feels the need to be a better parental figure. He figures the bar must be really low because he does not hold Dink in high regards but he still has to try his best. Look, he helped raise Sprite and was there for Wind and even if they don't remember he does and he makes sure to fill whatever role you need. From father figure, to uncle, to older brother he does a bit of everything until the others find their own way around how to interact with the very young new member to their team. The others aren't as used to raising kids so this is his chance to shine and shine he does.

He carries you around on your shoulders when walking so you don't get tired. He loves to pick you up and carry you around and cant say no to you when you ask. Warrior lets you hang from his arm and happily walks around camp with you- always careful to make sure you never walk near the outskirts just in case Dink tries to nab you when you're farther away. He's so worried that you might be taken away from them. Like on the road as a young hero is tough and you're no hero. You need someone to care for you and a giant killer lizard is hardly fit for care! He is careful to always keep one eye on you and the other on the environment.

Time is happy to watch you run around camp and he finds that it often reminds him of his home back by the Deku tree and he happily tells you stories and passes down wisdom he knows to you. Time is the stern older father figure. Making sure someone doesn't sneak you too much candy or them not letting you run around and get yourself hurt. He knows being reckless is part of being a kid but who knows when enemies will attack and worse, you were travelling with a monster. The knowledge that Dink has been raising you runs rampant in his head and he honestly thinks about adopting you or at least having you stay with Malon. That evil wretch is not fit to care for you. He isn't sure where he stands on starting a family but he knows that you'll be staying at his house the moment they are back in his Hyrule. Malon will enjoy having you there he's sure of it! Plus, you need a better influence in your life.

Wind is so excited to be able to show off his older sibling skills. He loves playing games with you and happily takes on the role of welcoming you into the group. Sure you're too young to stay but you're here now and he can't wait to show you all the cool games he's thought up. Since you're still pretty young the games have to be kept simple for you to be able to play but you're smart enough. He also helps teach you your letters and numbers because he enjoys feeling smart and showing others things. Having someone around that's younger than him really scratches an itch in his brain and he's soon off to write a letter to his sister.

Sky is quiet and regards you as a mixed bag. Maybe you know something about Dink’s plans? But you're too young and he doesn't feel comfortable about asking you such things. You're only a kid and can't be blamed for the action of your parents, however is he even your parent? Did he find you abandoned or steal you? This changes things. Either way he regards you as someone who needs his help and he can hardly ignore how fun it is having you around. The camp is lively and once you've settled down for the night he happily scoops you up and wraps you in his sail cloth. Sky holds you gently in his arms and rocks you so carefully until the two of you fall asleep. He agrees that Time’s place would be the safest and best bet but if he’s being honest dropping you off at Twilight’s home in Ordon, one of Wind’s islands, or even Skyloft doesn't sound like a bad idea. You're too young to stay here for long.

Anyone in the group can tell that they need to find you a home and it's all hands on deck the moment they find you. Someone has to be responsible and that winds up being all of them when you're around. They still goof around but they can hardly do anything too dangerous while you're around, for fear you might copy them. Except for Wild because he's never been around kids for a long period of time as far as he can remember. He's getting into all sorts of trouble but it's ok because you're not allowed to join him yet.

[rinstaro]

May i ask. Are yandere lu links off the table like yandere sky, time, dink, fierce deity,

not at all !! though i will warn that as much as i engage in the content, i've never written yandere stuff !!! so please bear with me while i figure it out. id love to write something though <33 lets expand my horizons together

[cloudninetonine]

Oh wait off topic but can you write us a short dink or fierce diety x player scenario it was mentioned before and now I just think about it

(I gotchu. I decided Dink but I made him hella yandere because he gives off those vibes with Player, hope that's okay)

“Guys? Ar-...are you there?” You whimpered, hands shaking around the hilt of the rusted old sword you had found, eyes frantically searching around the area for any sign of life “Please for the love of the stars-”

It was cute.

You, alone, backed into a darkened corner and absolutely petrified, with no one around to save you. Not that pathetic, little pirate, not that wild brat, that egotistical captain or bastard eldest hero.

No, no one was gonna ruin this moment.

It was difficult to get you in this situation, very difficult, to rally enough of those dim-witted creatures to jump that little group of yours. Monsters were scarce in this timeline, a mistake for picking such a barren place- but then again, it was populated by a very dense woodland. One perfect for his plan.

During the night is when he’d send his little group, demanding they eradicate those pests while they were left to their own dreams. Sure, they’d always been someone on guard, but that didn’t mean he still wouldn’t catch them by surprise. Once everyone was at arms, screaming orders at one another, brandishing their weapons- readying themselves to face the hoard, you’d still be in your own daze, skirting at the sidelines and wondering what to do.

“Chase them” He had hissed towards one of the Lizalfos before sending the monsters on their way “Get them alone and once they are, you’ll report back to me. Understood?”

There was a hiss of confirmation and chaos ensured.

Your little dog tried to follow, loyal to a T, screaming after you as you disappeared into the surrounding forest, alone. It was glorious seeing the Hero of Hyrule reduced to panic, able to do nothing but defend as he searched desperately for you in the pitch black of the night, his little fairy sister too late to fly after you.

He had to cut down that stupid lizard. It had gotten too close, antagonised you too much and had slashed at your pretty skin, lines of crimson red running down the side of your cheek that the tip of its blade had caught. You looked beautiful in that colour, matched his eyes of bloody intentions, but he didn’t dare have your own blood cover you, no, he much preferred someone else’s.

Maybe the Heroes? He’d taint your pure intentions and have you end their lives with your own two hands.

Oh, the thought did make him smile.

His boot snagged a twig and you spun around in the direction, ducking behind a tree in hopes to conceal yourself.

How cute, trying to hide?

Not for long.

“(Name)!? (Name), are you there!?”

“Hyrule?” You perked up, glancing around once again “Hyrule, is that you?”

“It’s me! Where are you!?”

Crying. You were crying and your grip on your weapon was loosening, the adrenaline running through your body slowly decreasing in the presence of safety.

“Here! I’m over here! Link, I-” A sob broke through your words “I’m sorry for running off, I-”

The Shadow grinned “Don’t worry! I’m here, you’re safe!”

Your eyebrows furrowed and you turned in the direction of where the voice came from, backing up slightly as you called out weakly once again “...Link?”

You backed up right into him.

“Yes?”

Whatever scream you tried to get out was cut off instantly by his hand clamping against your mouth. You dropped the sword in surprise but you almost instantly recovered, your own hands flying to tear yourself away but your plans were thwarted just as quickly, wrists grabbed by his free hand and tugged behind your back. His chest met your back, your head being tugged onto his shoulder to rest upon and he returned the sentiment by placing his chin upon your shoulder, humming quietly while you cried helplessly against his hand.

“Got you~” He whispered into your ear, smirking as you tensed up and shivered at his cold breath “Finally, I got you”

You were his, his alone.

“I’ve waited…” The hand over your mouth dragged slowly down towards your neck but you were too scared to even scream, only managing a small whimper as his fingers gently wrapped around your neck, thumb landing on your pulse to feel it thump against his skin “-for so long to get you here”

You choked out a sob.

“Don’t worry, I’ll be gentle with you-”

“(NAME)!”

A phantom red image of a sword came flying towards you both, the Shadow growling in rage and diving to the side with you still in his grasp, the sound of frantic footsteps approaching the two of you fast.

Damn it, damn it, damn it! This wasn’t supposed to happen! There were so many monsters, too many for anyone to go off on their own, an ‘all hands of deck!’ kind of fight! He had explicitly ordered that none of those bumbling fools makes it past any of them so that he could have you alone! The moment was perfect, this was perfect- how dare that stupid little traveller get in his way!

You yelled as you kicked him back, a groan flying past his lips as your foot made contact with his stomach before scrambling away in a rush, practically sprinting in the direction of the hero as you called out for him.

‘No matter’ Standing to his full height, the Shadow summoned his sword and began to stalk after you ‘What is one hero against me?’

He’d have that bastard boy screaming for Hylia herself-

“(Name)!”

“Are you okay!?”

GODDESS BE DAMNED!

What was worse, it was the Captain and that Mutt.

He wanted to scream in frustration. Damn it all! His plan was perfect! You were right in his hands! But he knew that three was too big of a crowd for him, especially with Hylia’s little pets, so quietly he slunk back into the darkness and cursed their names with fury.

“I’ll get you, (Name). Just you wait and see”

[yourlocaltreesimp]

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Chapter 1: Days drift past

At the beginning of every good story, there’s two key things. The first being nothing, the way of simplistic sleepy life that days drift past in a haze. Small things like running around with your friends as children, staining your pants with grass as you tumble through weedy fields or stacks of work and the cramp in your wrist as you write… minute things that fill up time. But then comes something that disrupts the simplicity. Something that holds your comfort captive. It hangs over the characters in whatever book read or game played until the issue is resolved with a fitting amount of fighting. You supposed your life was much the same, at least half of it. Days slipped past your fingers in paperwork and assignments, unable to break from the chains you found yourself wrapped in. Bills needed to be paid and there were fewer ways to do that. At some point, you stopped waiting for something to change. You stopped waiting for some villain to make themselves known. You stopped waiting for your story to begin. The tired sigh that racked your body was one you were well acquainted with. The cycle of burnout and exhaustion never truly left- if there was anything hanging over your head, it’d be that, not some petty villain. The thought almost made you laugh, the exhale you let out amused. You got into bed, knowing that the next day you’d be met with the same things and the same people. The same lines and patterns of your days. You always felt out of place, like some bird trapped in a cage, that you were one of a kind. But surely if you had that thought, you couldn’t be that different… but that nagging feeling gnawed at your ribs like carnal fear. Something you’d forgotten- something you yourself couldn’t rectify.

You were not met with your bedroom when you woke up. In fact, you weren’t sure if you were met with much of anything. The world before you was blank and cool. An endless expanse of darkness that nothing could cut through. Your joints were stiff as you moved them, grasping at the empty space in front of you.

“What?” Your voice was quiet, as if the sound did not reflect. It felt like you were moving through water to look around you, resistance meeting your movements. You searched for anything aside from yourself, but when you turned, you weren’t met with much. More darkness and a small ball of light, no larger than a marble, dimly glowing. It hummed quietly when you held it in your hands, something familiar that you couldn’t quite recall. But you weren’t given the time to consider it. Instead, you heard voices. Small whispering chitters- overlapping one another in a wave of sound you couldn’t decipher.

“They’re here! I cant bel- We’ve missed you. W- You won’t leave again wil- The King. Get the King.” The voices cut after the final utter, and you were left with far more questions than ideal. They hissed and whispered, so close to being legible and yet so muffled. The whispers only increased in frequency and volume until one cold voice cut across them all.

“Quiet.” His voice was that of such authority that you yourself felt small in comparison. It pierced through you, cracking your ribs and heading straight to where you were most vulnerable. His voice crackled like static, something so unnatural. The symphony of little voices fell quiet as asked. You turned to face this man, the one who they called ‘the King’. His hair was a snow white fluffy as tufts of it brushed past his cheekbones, skin that of a pale grey. His face was sharp, as if carved from marble, perfect and smooth. His eyes were what caught you. For they held no sclera and were instead glowing vats of red. The kind that put roses to shame for their redness, and yet were just as captivating. He examined you as you did him, though his expression was that of utter reverence, as though he was looking at god themself. The sharpness you saw softened, his lips parting and angular eyebrows furrowing in something of concern. He stepped forward but you stepped back.

“It really is you.” His voice no longer hissed, instead it was clear and quiet- a secret shared between the two of you. You and this man you did not know. You and this man who has chosen to show himself as a threat.

This man who called out to you so wholly that it was terrifying. They say animals will most often not understand nor recognize themselves when met with a reflection, so perhaps this was the inverse.

“You’ve returned to me” He sounds relieved, albeit crazed. The glint in his eyes the same as an addict awaiting their next hit, and you fear he’s found it in you.

“What do you…” Your voice fails you and you trail off, caught off guard as he takes another step forward.

“Oh my dearest… You can’t have forgotten me, can you?” He smirks, his voice curling in a way that has you questioning if he was taunting you. But the amusement fades when his examination sees that you do not look upon him with the same familiarity. You’re scared. A deer caught in a trap with no way to escape, only to await the inevitable. “No matter. You will remember soon.” He returns to half talking to himself and you, nodding to comfort himself. He fiddles with something in his hands, marbles, you think. They faintly glow as he rolls them from palm to palm with a stretching smile, baring his teeth. They vary in colour slightly, from magenta, to lime, to cerulean, each humming a slightly different tune, winding to make a harmony. You count 9 marbles, each clearly meant to mean more than what they currently are… but the number holds no significance.

“I kept them safe for you my dear… But I will admit I've had my fun. Don’t fret, I haven't caused too much harm… yet.” He smiles, a sly grin as he holds them out to you, along with your own small one you disregarded until now. And as they pile into your hand, you feel you slip past yourself, and away from your own body.

[moonyhasmanyanimals]

You poor soul, how could this happen?

You were once so full of life and you're pretty eyes are all dull, like you weren't yourself

it's ok, I'll just rebuild you.

Make you how you were before, make you happy again

My sweet princess

I know my master is mean but you are going to far, you're just being immature

No, my name isn't Dark Link silly

It's unknown

Call me that, anything but that disgusting mortals NAME!!

I am the the head knight of the dark army and you will not call me Link or dark Link, not even that awful name dink that those bastards call me.

No, i am your love, your lovely, you're unknown darkness in your heart, I'm not his, I am yours and you are mine!!!!

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Just a lovely intro into Unknown, well... My unknown

[yourlocaltreesimp]

Dink headcannons because I said so.

This is a small hold over/teaser for my series which you all voted on. Hope you enjoy~

TW: Yandarism, Violence, obsession

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Dark Link was a lone man. He was made with that in mind. A puppet to gannon, a means to an end. And when it was all said and done, he ment nothing. He supposes that’s why when he caught you, he didn’t kill you as he originally planned. You were his opposite just as much as Link was, and so you should die by the principle… But met with your limp body in his arms he understands that you’re the only other one that gets it- gets him. You watched as he did. You could do nothing but watch as the world fell. You hadn’t much influence besides your voice. That ever so familiar whisper that followed the ‘Heroes’ around. You too werte nothing but a means to an end. Him for Ganon, You for Hylia.

He doesn’t understand why you don’t listen to him, however. He has -or rather, the shadows- watched you drift through history and time, solving puzzles with ease. And yet when you’re met with him, you cower. Your heart races, and he feels your pulse rise and rise and rise. And he later find himself bargaining that your adrenaline, your fear, was the most feeling he’s felt… ever.

And yet, in spite of his watchful eye and his careful attempts to pry you away from the heroes that do nothing to weigh you down… you do not run to his arms.

But that’s ok.

You just have to learn.

He did too.

You’ll see the heroes do nothing but pull you down. Nothing but a chain tying your wrists. And head break every link in that chain if it ment he could have you.

The shadows speak to him, a void stretching between universes. One he can poke holes through. One that bends at his will. One, for which he is king.

And all he had to do was learn.

The shadows like you, at least. They’d whisper you comforts when you cried, they’d keep away any monsters their king didn’t make. How could they let anything befall you.

Except from him, of course. They know he’ll make it better. That he’ll get you to stop ignoring them.

You just need to learn.

I’m sorry, My dear. I cant save you this time. We both know this story hasn’t ended yet.

Besides. Our creations get the better of us sometimes.

[yourlocaltreesimp]

With Gannon making a puppet of guide brought me an idea of Gannon is awaken and while the links are dealing and when the links take their eyes off of reader once dink just the old yandere kidnapping darling thing and when the links think they find guide and all things seem good only when one of the links is left alone with guide it turns out that wasn't guide but Gannon and he wanted to take the links out one by one in the form of "guide" since guide wouldn't harm the links. Gannon Turning into guide himself to backstabb the links after everything seems all good was based on him doing this on koridai. But the puppet is better knowing how easier foe the links to get him know but their not gunna kill him quickly since he is the only one who knows where guide is.

Kind of similar to this

Which I just wrote but this is definitely an interesting concept. A new ganon manipulating dink’s feelings, promising the guide as his trophy. So he does his job, playing servant as he steals you away, leaving the puppet to replace you. anyway here’s how i imagine that goes.

TW: Kidnapping, Yandarism and it’s accompanies.

He knew you were gorgeous. It was difficult to not. Down to your each and every action, he adored you. He should’ve hated you- dutiful servant of Hylia. But if there’s anything he learned when he killed the last ganon, or at least assisted from the shadows, was that being under servitude warps your views. Stockholm syndrome. To fall in love with your captor, to fool your mind to thinking that this was right. And when he got passed his pitiful feelings of distain for you, he saw the majesty you held. Lords, who he was willing to kill so he may hold it for you. So you could be unburdened. So you could finally be free of the chain that binded you to this cycle of rebirth.

“You understand the deal?” Ganon’s voice was gravelly and cold, disinterested.

“Replace the Guide for a puppet? Yeah I get the deal. But why am I important in this. I don’t see what makes this worth it.” Dink didn’t want to be more be more… disruptive than he had been. He’d caught your attention, sure, but why would he accept the fear in your eyes when it could be love instead? The violent crashing waves of it that he yearned for. The very first thing he dreamed for.

“Well… You need your payment, don’t you?” Dink narrowed his eyes, untrusting of the man infront of him. The man who so easily pulled at peoples strings. So easily caused the world to topple so many times before. “Oh do relax. The deal is simple. You replace the guide for the puppet,” He gestured towards the unblinking and inexpressive version of you. It missed so much of you. It did not ebb radiance and serenity as you did. It did not hold the light in its eyes, nor the warmth in its skin. It was a mockery to your divinity. “And in turn, you keep the guide.” The air stood still. Very, very still. And when he breathed in he could feel the cool air, how empty it was. He felt his blood rush. He felt alive. His hand was cold as he stretched it out towards ganon, a sly smirk on his face. His hands wouldn’t be cold wrapped in yours.

[moonyhasmanyanimals]

Fyi

I'mma start calling dark link or dink from lu

Unknown

I think it sounds nicer and goes better with his character.

Dink isn't a really cool name for such a really cool character but that's what I'm calling him, I will tag him as dink, but in fics It will now be unknown

Just for my page. If anyone else wants to use it go ahead

[yourlocaltreesimp]

To run for your life, to run from your love.

a dinkxgn! reader, written with the Linked universe in mind, I own the rights to none of the characters, Yandere? Technically??, Not beta read.

In which, You run from the shadow that chases you, the shadow that loves you.

Most people think they wouldn’t die first in a horror movie. You were one of those people. Sure, you might not be the strongest or smartest person alive- but hey, you can give credit where credit is due. But as the stiff branches of bushes and trees scrape and scratch at your arms and knees, you began to reconsider that assessment. In hindsight, walking home alone at night probably wasn’t the best idea. But you always walked home from work! Lord knows owning a car nowadays is getting pricey and working at your local Tesco‘s isn’t going to cut it much longer. You could hear your heart working overtime, straining more than it ever had, lest that thing catch up. The loud steady thumps of your heart are blocking out the footfalls of that thing that was chasing you. You mentally chastised yourself for taking the short way home. Was this really worth not walking for five more minutes?! Your lungs screamed for more air as you desperately tried to push your legs harder. You should’ve never taken the extra shifts. Even though Ms. May upped the rent, you should’ve just got another job, or sold some of your old junk, or found a new apartment- hell, anything was better than this. But in your mental tirade, you failed to notice the ground in front of you had a sharp drop. The breath was knocked out of you as you rolled down the craggy slope. You felt your nose grow warm as blood began to drip from it. Same color as that thing‘s eyes. No person moved like that. No person‘s face contorted and changed so rapidly, flicking from face to face, so similar to one another yet so apparently different. It chuckled, a distorted amalgamation of voices blending into a mocking sneer

“So you’ve finally decided to stop running?“ It sounds bemused, only adding to the icy panic that consumed you, spreading over your skin.

“Don’t worry, Dear. I won’t hurt you” You can hear it’s sick grin, it’s hand reaching to caress your cheek. You try to move, to swat away its hand, but to no avail.

“It took me so long to find you. All those heroes you helped, and yet here you were hiding all along.” What? It’s words muffle, your eyes blur. You feel your head begin to mix, the thoughts blending together until you’re left with nothing. You hear it’s final words to you before you give in to a cold sleep, you see it’s blood red eyes piercing through the night.

“But that’s ok. I have you now. I won’t have to share you anymore.”