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mylove-iv · 8 months ago

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⠀𐔌 . ⋮ eyes don't lie .ᐟ ֹ ₊ ꒱

ʚ botw! link x hyrulean princess, fem! reader ɞ

synopsis: in a sea of people bearing facades, his blue eyes oh so honest enraptures your heart unbeknownst to even yourself.

genres: fluff, romance.

content warnings: implications of mistreatment and a power imbalance, snapping due to frustrations, really messy but pining idiots who've yet to realize that they're pining for each other, longing disguised as helpfulness.

reader specifications: reader was detailed to have rosy cheeks and wears heels.

word count: 2.39k words.

―originally posted on @mydarling-iv, dec. 31, 2023

‎‧₊ ─ masterlist .ᐟ ༘

The sun warms the skin of your rosy cheeks as it pours from the canopy of leaves overhead. The woods smell of fresh earth as it had just rained prior, allowing the cool air to kiss your nose sweetly.

You've forgone your constraining heels, deciding to go bare foot as you race through the forest, hoping to find a rare herb whose blooming window now only opened.

If you miss such an opportunity, the herb won't bloom until a couple moons later. Such a thought causes you to huff as you continue running, hoping to out run your knight who seems keen on following you.

Besides your soft pants, you hear your assigned knights heavy footfalls. Odd, you think as his foot steps are always so light.

Breaking from the tree line, the morning sun paints you in a golden glow that warms you up, chasing away the chill that was starting to settle in your limbs. You hear the footfalls come closer and you start your sprint once more, being careful with running on a fallen log that acted as a bridge over a small ravine.

"Your highness!" A voice calls out, the familiarity of his voice causes a slight upturn of the corners of your lips.

You're halfway on the large log before you meet sky blue eyes that remind of you clear, cloudless skies that you oh so adore. His cheeks are slightly flushed, his hair windswept from the run from the castle to the forest you've forced him to endure, and yet, his eyes remain kind.

"Ser Link," You hum thoughtfully, borderline coy. "Kind of you to finally join me."

You see Link's nose scrunch slightly, such a small twitch would've gone unnoticed if you haven't been paying close attention as your knight never seems to break character.

Always it seems that he chooses to keep a tight lipped mouth, his face stern, his body rigid as to alway be prepared, and yet, his eyes are such an endless pool of blue that you can read quite well—more likely are allowed to—and only with you, he seems to talk, his words always so soft and endearing.

Even if you cause trouble, like now, where he's to chase after you, or if you were to endanger yourself accidentally, it is never anger or frustration you see in his bluebell eyes, but always worry.

"It's dangerous." His words are curt, yet there's a slight furrow to his eyebrows that will go unnoticed by many. But you aren't like most people, you catch on quick when it comes to his tells and his eyes-

Stars, they're filled with an apparent worry that guilt starts tugging at your soul.

You swiftly turn, resuming your dash to the other side as a flash of lavender and your eyes widen as you see a superbloom of armoranth, a rare commodity even for the likes of the nobility and imperial family as well.

"Princess!" Link calls out worriedly but your feet is already touching the soft grass on the other side of the ravine and only after a few steps away from the log, you turn.

Your eyes widen as you see Link hurriedly crossing the makeshift bridge, his sword strapped to his back as his arms a somewhat raised to help him balance on the log as he hurried to you. His lips are pursed cutely, the furrow between his brows deepening and becoming apparent. Such a sight causes you to smile widely as a sweet laugh tumbles from your lips, being unable to hold it back.

Link's eyes widen as his head snaps quickly to your direction as he stumbles off the log slightly and onto solid ground. You're kind enough to quickly grab ahold of his hand to keep him steady and even kinder to reduce your cackles to soft giggles.

"You must be careful now, Ser Link, I don't want you tripping again." You tease softly as you give him a sweet smile and your knight looks gobsmacked at the sight.

You cough slightly, snapping Link out of his daze before he drops to one knee, keeping your hand in his in a firm yet soft grip that allows you to pull away if you so desire to. He's quiet as his eyes become somewhat sad and you feel bad for teasing him and keeping such a nonchalant facade with him.

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Palace politics and the nobility were unkind, you and Zelda having not been spared from it as the sole heirs to Hyrule. Having been assigned knights against both of your wishes, Zelda was rightfully angered, feeling more constrained by your father's decision.

In a fit of anger, she had urged you to rebel against your knight as you also shouldn't be controlled even more. You sighed, silently promising yourself that you'd be polite to your knight while trying to maintain a facade of indifference to your knight in hopes of quelling your sisters unhappiness.

It was only when Zelda's showcase of her displeasure and unfair treatment directed towards her knight became so blatant that you are reminded to maintain your promise to yourself to treat your own knight with grace.

You recall of the times Link had saved you from your own stupidity so selflessly and without regards to his own safety and it pushes you to soften your cold facade with your knight as he too is only fulfilling his purpose, a royal guard bound by the king's order whose words is absolute.

After arguing with your father about the medical treatment regarding those affected by a sudden winter blight, or therefore lack of, you stormed out of the throne room in anger.

You then callously snapped at Link for no reason as he simply followed you as he usually does to your quarters. In the heat of your frustration, you became blind to his sky blue eyes faltering, hurt flashing through them briefly.

Later that night, going against your father's orders and not informing Link, you sneak out of your room and into the Applean forest. The said forest is a great deal of distance away from the castle but you had caught wind of a great deal of herbs growing there that would effectively help combat the effects of the blight.

Bundling them a handful in a small cloth, you scolded yourself for your harsh words to your knight and promised to make a healing balm composed of the herbs to give to Link as an apology, and to hopefully turn a new leaf as well.

But as you are starting to make your way out of the forest, a loud squeamish squeal rips through the air and your blood chills. From the corner of your eye, you see the red skin of a bokoblin wielding a wooden club.

Chastising yourself for not bringing Link with you, you break into a sprint, the beast giving chase. Breaking out of the the tree line, your heart pounds against your chest but as you gain a decent distance between you and the bokoblin, a chilling sound of a guardian focusing its laser causes your heart to drop.

You look up swiftly, seeing the reddish glow of a guardian going on the offense due to detecting an enemy. A malfunctioning one, Zelda had mentioned some defects. You cursed, biting your bottom lip anxiously as the bokoblin closes in on you and the guardian prepares to fire its beam.

You berate yourself for your unkindness towards Link in your last moments with him and you are forced to come to terms with your untimely death.

Time seems to slow and just as you see the laser make its away to you, a firm yet gentle arm wraps around your waist as your back lands against something solid and warm. The smell of sweet spearmint and earthy pine fills your nose and your body slackens in relief as you recognize this scent—his scent.

"Link." You murmur softly as you turn your head, bearing witness to his skills that rivals none in the kingdom.

He quickly brings the Hylian shield you had gifted to him during his knighthood ceremony and quickly parries the guardian beam causing the large tank of ancient tech to combust immediately before Link tears his arm away from you, choosing to draw his sword and making a quick work of the bokoblin.

Time between you and Link seems to stand still as you stare at his back. Guilt consumes your heart, you worried him horribly this time. Stars, if anything had happened to you, they would've punished Link and ultimately put his head on a pike.

You open your mouth to profusely apologize but Link is quick to bend the knee in front of you, his eyes never leaving yours and you feel horrible when you bear witness to the clear stress and worry swimming in his eyes.

Link gently grasps your hand, squeezing softly that doesn't hurt you in anyway that seems to reassure himself that you're safe and real. "I-.. I know you despise me for restricting your freedom, but please- please, next time if you wish to go out, please take me with you so I am to safeguard you from harm." He looks away, lips pursed softly as his eyes become sullen.

By some instinct—an urge—you cup his face, softly easing him to look at you in the eye once more. You're to speak yet the earnest look in his eyes forces any words to die on your tongue and you're taken off guard with how kind and true your knight is.

"Ser Link, I'm sorry for making you feel as if I despise you. In truth, I don't hate you at all, yet despite that, my actions showed you otherwise, and for that, I apologize. I apologize for snapping at you earlier, and I'm extremely sorry for worrying you with my stupid stunt tonight."

His eyes widen softly, the stars gleam from overhead making them twinkle and the sight seizes your breath. "I'm sorry, Ser Link, for everything." You murmur softly, bowing slightly.

A gentle squeeze to your hand encased in his brings your attention back to him. Your eyes widen from the sight in front of you, your heart stuttering and breath hitching ever so slightly as you see a small smile grace Link's face. He then leans further to place a soft kiss to the back of your balm, his honest eyes never straying from yours.

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Guilt ebbs away at your psyche once more as you recall that you've never apologized for your constant indifference towards him and have actually kept it up.

A grimace itches at your face, "I'm sorry, Ser Link, for the incessant teasing." You sigh meekly, your thumb mindlessly rubbing back and forth on Link's gloved hand.

His eyes widen slightly and you hate yourself even more at the implications—stars, of course he doesn't expect a sincere apology from you as you've gone up and ditched him the second time since the guardian incident!

His reaction bothers you more knowing that the reason why you've began to avoid your knight was because of the constant skips your heart would make whenever you and Ser Link interacted.

Stars, he is your knight and you a princess, never mind your reputation, you'd only sully his and make him a court fool in front of the nobility if you're to pursue him-

You lose yourself to the brewing storm in your mind and ever the observant knight he is, Link notices how your eyes become sullen. He gently squeezes your hand, a move you've become familiar with, and it works as your attention moves back to him.

"Princess, I've no need to forgive you for something that doesn't upset me. I- I'm just glad that you've begun to talk to me comfortably." He murmurs softly and you will your heart to not skip a beat because stars-

His eyes are so blue—an endless sea of honesty and softness that you've come to realize that he's granted only you the privilege of seeing—and the sight has your heart pounding.

A small smile tugs on your lips, "It is one of the many things I can do to make up for how cold and indifferent I've acted towards you, Ser Link." You purse your lips, looking away and Link sees how truly sorry your are in your eyes.

He squeezes your hand once more to get your attention on him once more and the pained smile on your face tugs at his heart strings. "I've constantly taken advantage for your unwavering loyalty, Ser Link. I'm-"

Stars, it truly is upsetting. He is only doing what he is ordered to by your father and you punish him nonetheless? How unkind and unjust for you to treat him like that-

How cruel can you be to someone so innocent in royal affairs? The thought is chilling and it overwhelms your control over your emotions.

A choked gasp leaves your lips as he sees your eyes glaze over with unshed tears. Link is quick to rise, his body moving closer as he patiently waits for your signal.

You catch on and nod despite being unaware of his intentions. Yet from the honest look in his eyes, you realize that you trust the man in front of you wholeheartedly. "I'm sorry for every wrongdoing I've committed against you." You mutter, looking away from him in shame.

Link's hands gently cups your face, and like on the night of the guardian incident, he mimics what you had done and makes you look at him in such a gentle manner that intensifies the ache in your chest.

Your lips are pursed, eyebrows furrowed in guilt, and Link smiles softly to ease your worries. You melt, cheek leaning into his hand as he gently caresses your cheek with the soothing motions of his thumb.

Beautiful. Absolute stunning. Link finds the thought at the forefront of his mind as he looks at you.

"It's okay, princess. Just promise me that you'll allow me to stay by your side." Link murmurs, eyes looking into yours with such a softness that could make you melt even further.

You bring up your hands to cup his as the sweetest smile gracing your face sends his heart racing. "I promise, Link."

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mastercucco · 10 months ago

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Hateno Boy - Part 2 - Link x Reader

The Calamity is gone, but so is Link’s purpose. He feels completely lost in post-Calamity Hyrule where everyone but him seem to have found their new place.

It certainly doesn’t help his restless nights that you, a young Hylian whom Zelda has hired as the new teacher at Hateno School, are slowly taking up more and more of his headspace with each conversation you two have.

Fandom: The Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild / Tears of the Kingdom Pairing: Link x fem!Reader Raiting: Mature (might go up, might go down, let’s see) Contains: feel-good, slow burn romance; platonic Link/Zelda; Link being an angsty retired hero Chapter Index | Read on Ao3

Chapter 2 - Heromania

Contains: Link is awkward; Everyone is crazy about the Hero, maybe even you Word count: ~2,9k A/N: Yaas, second chapter, let's goooo

The cool night air sneaks in through the open window, barely keeping you awake. Twilight has come and gone, and you can already hear the first calls of the night owls. Your day at the school is stretching unpleasantly late into the evening once again. You’ve been so focused on creating the new curriculum with the Princess – or Zelda, as she has asked you to call her – that you have completely forgotten all your obligations as a teacher.

Now you’re stuck with a cup of tea that went cold hours ago and a stack of short stories written in poor grammar that you promised to read before the end of the week – a promise that seemed perfectly reasonable four days ago. But tonight? Not so much.

You’ve spent a lot of time with Zelda and her knight these past weeks. Zelda is eager to finish the curriculum before fall comes. You still have several moon cycles to go – summer has barely reached Hateno –, but Zelda isn’t one to waste time. She is dedicated to offering the children the best education they can get. You’re in awe of her devotion to the cause – and a little ashamed by your own lack thereof. You are the teacher, after all. You should be twice as passionate as Zelda is, should you not?

You blame your lack of enthusiasm on these late nights: the cold cups of tea and the ever-growing list of tasks and responsibilities that never seem to get any shorter, no matter how many hours of sleep you sacrifice.

You sigh as you pick up the next story from the stack.

THE HERO AND A MONSTER IN A SVAMP

You snort. The ‘Hero of Hyrule’ craze among your students (or ‘heromania’, as you like to call it) is at its peak. You thought you were being clever when assigning them to write a short story about the Hero, hoping it would excite them to complete an otherwise dull assignment. But you were a bit too clever for your own good in the end: your students got so excited to share stories that all of them returned more than one paper. And who were you to kill their excitement just because you had forgotten to do your part in reading them all in time?

You groan, rubbing your face harshly. You can feel the first throbs of a headache knocking behind your other eye. As amusing as some of the stories are (even Zelda thought so after reading one about Link turning into a giant), you’re slowly starting to despise your work, and your students – and the Hero, for that matter.

Another breath of cool air brushes against your neck. You bury your head in your hands. You don’t actually despise your work, not really. It’s just these late nights that you hate.

You hear the door creaking. Shit, you think in a panic and hurriedly tidy up all your scattered papers and pens. You should have expected Zelda to pay you a visit tonight, just like she has every other night so far. As tired as you feel, you don’t need Zelda to see that. Worst case scenario, she might even think you are slacking.

But when you look up, it’s not the Princess standing at the doors, but her Silent Knight.

“Oh, good evening, Link,” you sigh in relief. You glance at the stack of short stories and, as subtle as you can be, flip the first paper upside down before saying, “Please, come in.”

Link, however, does not. He stands awkwardly in the doorway, his expression turning to a frown as he looks around, as if the last person he expected to find inside the school was you, the teacher.

“The Princess isn’t here,” you say after it becomes clear you are not getting a hello from him.

Link looks like a lost puppy, an apt comparison in your mind: he does follow the Princess around like one. The silence between the two of you feels awkward. Even though you have seemingly spent multiple evenings with him, you two have barely even spoken. Everything you know about him, you have heard from either Zelda or the gossipmongers of Hateno.

Or from your students. Most of it from your students.

“I’m sure she will arrive shortly,” you add, giving him an affirming smile. After hearing this, Link finally steps over the threshold and lets the door creak shut behind him.

“I’m sorry,” he says, still looking around, “I thought she would already be here.”

“There’s no need to apologize,” you say, still smiling, hoping to ease the awkward tension still lingering in the air. You continue, “Please, Link, have a seat while you wait. Would you like some tea?”

Link shakes his head and sits down on one of your students’ chairs. It is way too small for him and whines horribly under his weight. The sight of him is amusing, and you struggle to hold back the smile tucking at the corners of your lips. It becomes extremely clear, extremely fast, that Link is trying to look anywhere but into your eyes. You consider asking about his day but decide against it; he’s not the most talkative person in Hyrule, as you’ve come to learn.

“Please, let me know if you need anything,” you politely say before going back to your work. You have barely finished reading the first sentence of The Hero And A Monster In A Svamp when Link suddenly speaks.

“I’m bothering you,” he says.

You glance up from your paper. He is looking down at his hands, a distant look on his face.

“No, not at all,” you lie, “but I do have to ask you to leave after I’m done with these papers.”

“Oh,” Link says, already getting up.

“No, not now,” you quickly say, “but later. You won’t be able to leave once I lock the doors.”

“Oh,” Link says, again, and slowly sits back down. “Right. Okay. Sorry.” He is glancing at the doors with a look of uncertainty.

“And I do prefer the company,” you assure softly. You give him a smile and – for the first time – he returns it. It’s quick but awfully sweet, and you feel your stomach turning.

He looks down at his hands again. “I could make tea,” he says almost absentmindedly and stands up, still avoiding eye contact. “Would you like some?”

Not waiting for your answer, he rushes upstairs to the kitchenette. It’s going to be a long night, you think to yourself and shift your eyes back to your student’s story.

Ones upon a time there was the Hero of Hyrule. One day he saw a monster in a svamp. He takes his Master sword and he kills the svamp monster and he is So fast because he is stronger then the svamp monster. Everyone is happy. Princess Zelda is happy and we had a big party for The Hero. Mom is there and also my brohter and all my friends are there asswell but dad is crying because svamp monster is really my Nana and everyone is sad. The end.

You rub your eyes. A long, long night…

Your second cup of tea has also gone cold by the time you are done reading the stories.

“Thank Hylia,” you mutter as you push the papers inside your bag. The stories are all sweet – though you question the validity of most of them – but no matter how adorable, you’re glad you don’t have to read one more story about the Hero tonight.

You hastily gather your things and blow out your oil lamp before heading to the doors. You nearly scream when Link steps out of the shadowy corner he was sitting in. He has been so quiet for the past hour that you completely forgot he was even there.

“I’m so sorry,” you mutter, your face flushing with embarrassment. He doesn’t say anything, and his eyes are as quiet as his lips. Instead, he opens the door for you. He gives your back a light, assuring push as you walk past him, something you’ve seen him do to Zelda many times before. His gesture seems automatic, you don’t think he even realizes he does it, but your cheeks blush anyway.

“Are you done with your work?” he asks, even though the answer is obvious as you lock the doors.

“Yes,” you still answer. “Hopefully the Princess doesn’t come here looking for us.”

“No. It’s late,” Link simply says. There’s a tone in his voice you can’t quite put your finger on. Is it disappointment? Or bitterness? You don’t know him well enough to say for certain.

“You’re not going to go look for her?” you ask.

Link shakes his head. “I will walk you home,” he says instead, giving your back another gentle push as you start making your way towards the village.

The silence between you two doesn’t feel as awkward outside, where the rustling of leaves and the singsong of night birds fill in the quiet. The night air is brisk, easing the throbbing pain behind your eye. You sigh. You are happy Link offered to walk you home – though, he would’ve walked past East Wind either way. He has an aura of safety around him, something you much appreciate at this hour, even though you know Hateno to be safe even during the night.

To your surprise, Link breaks the silence first, “I’ve been meaning to ask you something.”

You get a little startled when you turn to look at him and find him staring right back at you. You don’t think he has ever made eye contact with you in such a straightforward manner. You know you’re blushing. It’s almost like he is searching for something within your gaze.

And all you can think about is just how blue his eyes are.

“Have we really met before?” Link asks.

You can’t help the hint of pity seeping into your smile. It’s clear that the question has been bothering him for quite some time.

“Yes,” you answer, “yes, we have.”

He looks away, his brow furrowing as if he’s trying to force the memory.

“Our family farm is right outside Hateno,” you try to help him out. “You knocked on our door late at night. It was during a thunderstorm, a bad one. I don’t think we’ve had a storm like that since.”

The pace of Link’s footsteps slows down. His eyes are looking straight forward, but he doesn't seem to be actually looking at anything. You can see he is trying his hardest to remember. It pains you a little to see him struggle.

“It’s not that important, Link,” you comfort him. “It was a long time ago.”

“No,” he almost cuts you off, “I remember the storm. And I remember the farmhouse. The man of the house made me creamy mushroom soup.”

“That would be my father,” you smile, “and my mother offered to stitch your tunic, but you refused. And you refused a warm bath, to her horror.”

Link doesn’t laugh with you. He’s looking at you again, eyes observing you closely. You’re blushing hard. You don’t think even you, yourself, have ever looked at your own face as intensely as he is now. You can see frustration building up behind his eyes.

Finally, he shakes his head. “I’m sorry,” he apologizes and looks the other way. “I’m not trying to be rude on purpose.”

“It’s okay, Link,” you say, lightly touching his arm. “You had a lot going on at the time.”

You remember the night well. The first time you met the Hero of Hyrule was only a few months before the Calamity ended. He knocked on your family home’s door in the middle of the night, soaked from the heavy rain, bruised, and shivering. Your mother offered him a bed in the guest room because she recognized his blue tunic (there were rumors of a Champion awakened from a 100-year slumber), and your father made him food because he felt sorry for the boy.

You, too, felt sorry as you watched him eat his soup and then refuse the dry clothes your father offered him. He looked exhausted and on the verge of tears. He’s just a boy, you thought, your heart aching as you watched him rub his eyes dry while he may have thought no one was looking.

You’re not mad at Link for not remembering, nor do you feel disappointed. You never spoke with him. You never once thought he even noticed you sitting there by the fire, observing him quietly.

He was just a boy, you think, struggling to meet his gaze. You were the same age as him back then, and you believed – still do – eighteen was too young to bear the fate of the entire kingdom on his shoulders.

Hateno sleeps quietly. There are no lights, not even a flicker of a single candle behind the darkened windows. There is no chatter, no laughter, no horse hooves, no buzzing insects. Even the wind seems to be on its tiptoes as it blows through the town, as if to avoid disturbing the sleeping people. The sand beneath your boots sounds awfully loud in the silent night.

“May I ask you something in return?” you quietly speak. There’s been a long stretch of silence between the two of you since your earlier conversation. You can see something is still troubling Link, and you don’t want him to go home feeling saddened by memories you didn’t mean to bring up to the surface.

Link doesn’t say anything but he turns to look at you.

“The question is a bit… silly,” you hesitate. He waits patiently for you to continue.

“Uhm,” you mutter, already feeling stupid even thinking of asking what you’re about to ask. “Did you ever, by chance, fight a swamp monster during your travels? A monster that perhaps turned out to be someone’s grandmother?”

Link blinks. “... I’m sorry?”

“Forget about it,” you say with an uncomfortable laugh, motioning for him to stop staring at you. “The children have a wild imagination sometimes.”

Link thinks for a moment before sternly saying, “I have never killed a grandmother.” But the frown on his face makes it seem that he, himself, is not quite so sure of his own statement.

“It’s just something silly one of my students said,” you explain, “I asked them to write down stories they’ve heard about you.”

“Oh,” he says.

“They adore you,” you feel the need to explain further. “It was just for practice. I think most of them just made things up for the assignment. I doubt you ever turned into a giant during your adventures, or did you?”

Link shakes his head, a small smile tugging at his lips. “No, I never did,” he says.

“I don’t understand how they can even come up with stories like that,” you laugh. “Poor Teebo swears he saw you riding a bear once!”

“Oh…”

“And one of the girls says their aunt in Lurelin saw you sailing naked all the way from Eventide.”

“... Oh.”

“Can you believe the imagination of these children?” you chuckle, shaking your head.

Link rubs his neck. “Yeah, wild imagination…” he hesitantly agrees, forcing the most unconvincing laugh you’ve ever heard.

“Oh no, I’m so sorry,” you quickly apologize, “I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable. It was just a silly assignment.”

“No, I don’t mind. I– uh, I did sail to Eventide and back once,” Link admits, a faint blush coloring his cheeks.

You give him a sympathetic smile. “Stories change as they get passed on.”

“Yeah…” Link mutters, rubbing his neck again.

You come to a stop as you reach the East Wind. The store’s windows are pitch-black, just like the rest of the village. You hope you won’t disturb Pruce and his family when you sneak in. He has been generous for letting you stay up in their attic basically for free. Sure, your father knows the shopkeeper well, but you still think not many people from Hateno would offer such kindness to other people’s children. It’s not the most comfortable living arrangement for a woman in her twenties, but it is better than living with your parents. Besides, Zelda has promised you a room on the school’s second floor once it gets cleared out from all the junk left behind during building.

“Thank you for walking me back,” you say as you turn to look at Link, “I hope it wasn’t too much trouble.”

“It wasn’t,” Link assures you with a smile so soft it makes your heart flutter. You’re starting to understand why the girls in town act so giddy around him. He does have an endearing smile.

“I’ll see you around,” Link says, still smiling. “Have a good night.”

“You too, Link,” you say, feeling a bit flustered. You don’t quite understand your sudden giddiness, and you wish you could just slap some sense into yourself. You pry your eyes off of him before the butterflies in your stomach get any more restless. You take in a sharp breath when you suddenly feel his hand on your back again, pushing you gently towards the door right before he leaves. You are still certain he has no idea he’s doing it.

The night air feels almost too cold against your warm cheeks. You fumble with your keys for an embarrassingly long time before you get the door open. You can’t understand why suddenly your mind is completely overtaken by the thought of the Princess’ knight giving you such attention. You’ve never felt this starstruck around the Princess, and she, at least, is going to be crowned as the Queen of Hyrule one day.

You curse. There’s no other explanation: it has to be your students’ ‘heromania’ trying to overtake you.

#breath of the wild #botw #link x reader #link x (y/n)#link x you #reader insert #the legend of zelda #tears of the kingdom #totk #age of calamity #botw link x reader #totk link x reader #my writing #hateno boy #fics

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sombersummerskies · 10 months ago

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A Champion's Love/A Sage's Regret Masterpost

Summary: You are the Hylian champion, chosen to be so a century ago. Waking up in the Shrine of Resurrection is a shock, but having no memories to go along with that isn't helping. You listen to the stories you're told, however. You need to save Hyrule and the Princess. Those you meet along the way will be of great help to you. And perhaps some of those who you meet on your journey will prove to be much more than just an ally and friend. TL;DR: A reader insert fic where the reader themself is the Hylian Champion rather than Link

Chapters for A Champion's Love: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15 | 16 | 17 | 18 | 19 | 20 | 21 | 22 | 23 | 24 | 25 | 26 | 27 | 28 | 29 | 30 | 31 | 32 | 33 | 34 | 35 | 36 | 37 | 38 | 39 | 40

Chapters for A Sage's Regret: Prologue | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6

So !!! This is being cross-posted from my AO3 (it's also on wattpad where surprisingly a lot of people have read it). Unsure how many people will read it here, but I'm going to share it regardless, and maybe some other stories in the future too :) The story is currently in the sequel which takes place during the TOTK timeline. The BOTW half of the story (A Champion's Love) is complete !!

#botw #breath of the wild #totk #tears of the kingdom #loz #fanfic #x reader #reader insert #female reader #prince sidon #prince sidon x reader #sidon x reader

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sword-is-bored · 2 years ago

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As It Pours

(Link X Reader)

You getting sick of me yet?

Link watched (Y/n) from under a tree. It was pouring rain and yet they were so happy to be outside. They faced the sky and let raindrops fall down their face. Their clothes and hair slowly got wet, but they couldn’t care. Link watched as they began to sway and hum a song. Their arm began to lead them, and they started dancing to the quiet song they sang. Link sighed, smiling and looking up into the leaves. He was nice and dry here, but they looked so happy out there. He wanted to see their happiness up close. Link stepped out into the rain, letting the cool droplets kiss his cheeks.

(Y/n) had their eyes closed. When Link stepped in their circle and took their hand they were taken aback. “I thought you didn’t want to get wet.” They said quietly. Link shrugged and took their other hand, humming a tune. (Y/n) smiled and began to hum with Link. Following the beat of their song the two swayed together. Link’s hands warmed up (Y/n)’s. (Y/n) pulled Link back and the two began to dance. Lightning flashed across the sky, Link looked worried for a moment. (Y/n) pulled their hand from his and cupped his face. “We’ll be fine. The goddess sees us.” They said simply.

They took Link’s hands once again and pulled back. They took Link’s arms and wrapped them around their body. They pressed their back against his chest, reveling in the feeling of being held like this. He continued to hold their hands, gently swaying to the humming. The rain ran down his back, he proved to be a big umbrella for (Y/n). Link kissed (Y/n) in the crook of their neck, enjoying the close intimacy. (Y/n) sighed and leaned back, staring up at the grey skies once again. Though these were few and far between, intimate moments like this made everything worth it.

#the legend of zelda #link legend of zelda #link is a softie and i stand by that #x reader #link x reader #link x you #reader insert #gender neautral reader #breath of the wild #legend of zelda breath of the wild #link botw

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maple-the-awesome · 1 year ago

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|| LINKED UNIVERSE/LEGEND OF ZELDA MASTERLIST ||

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💖- Series

🥰- Completed Series

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💧- Contains eventual warnings/possibly sensitive content (the specific warnings will always be listed at top of the story and/or the exact chapter they occur in)

The Chain

Happy New Year!

When Another Finds Out About His Crush: Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

You Sacrifice Yourself for Him: Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

He Meets an Evil Version of You: Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

He Becomes a Dad: Part 1, Part 2

The Chain Meets Your Baby: Part 1, Part 2

Body Swap!: Part 1, Part 2

The Chain Meets You, His Partner: Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

Four

Tiny Details

Legend

While the Night is Young

Twilight

Twilight's Calling

#legend of zelda #legend of zelda x reader #zelda x reader #link x reader #linked universe #linked universe x reader #lu chain #twilight princess #skyward sword #breath of the wild #tears of the kingdom #ocarina of time #x reader #reader insert #link

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ridreamir · 5 months ago

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Yellow Footsoldier (Link and Kohga)

Slight spoilers for TOTK ahead, a (joke post) continuation of: Draft created Jun 15th, 2023, never posted. Figured I could do it at least that much :-)

There was something suspicious about the new guy.

With Kohga in the depths on another expedition, you'd been left with a few of the blademasters and footsoldiers, who were busy readying the Zonai parts brought back from the last scavenge and guarding the banana pile. Hey, that banana pile was really important to them. It was starting to become important to you, too.

These days, he'd been disappearing into the hellscape below Hyrule a lot more frequently than he used to. And while you half-understand that he worships a literal evil incarnate figure that's essentially their god and darkness is their thing, you can't help but feel every muscle in your body clench at the thought of going down there. Especially with the implications that you were once a member of a 'special' lineage. The crown princess was expected to literally glow. Who knows what might happen if you were to go down there.

His expeditions have been getting longer and longer. That was warning enough that things were progressing rapidly, and you didn't have the best track record with 'change'. He wasn't going to like it, and you weren't going to like finding out what he'd do if he caught you.

This was survival, you decided. And if he didn't want you to leave, he shouldn't have made escaping so easy.

......

There was something wrong with the new guy.

He hardly had a purpose amongst the clansmen, but he walked around the place like he was either overconfident or completely and utterly lost. Which of the two you weren't exactly sure, but when you caught him about to tip a pot over off the side of a particularly high shelf you called out for him to stop. Hey, you liked looking at that pot. It was decorative...

Then he stared at you, entire body tense. Must've been embarrassed about being caught, or something. Now the new guy really, really liked trailing you like some sort of creepy weirdo. Anything you tried to tell Kohga went right in one ear and out the other, though. The Yellow footsoldier was an esteemed member of the Yiga Clan and a very upstanding man, apparently. He's the strongest warrior, the best of the best, blah blah blah. So yeah. Asking your captor to pay special concern for you was, in hindsight, not the most logical idea. Expecting anything logical from these demon worshipping bozos was a bad idea. And so you've been plotting your escape. First the depths, now a man walking around in a banana colored suit who, though perfectly toned and *definitely* not all that, ehem, well endowed... cough... it's just too freaky! All wrong! It's all wrong!! He's attached to your hip! He hovers when you polish the Zonai fans, stares from across the room when you sit on the sandstone steps, watches ever more intensely any time you handle anything for yourself.

And he's been getting in the way more often than not, especially with how you fumble knowing that he's watching from some unseen corner at all hours of the day. Hylia above, you can't even sleep in peace without worrying he'll be peeking through the bars of your cell-turned-bedroom. At least the other footsoldiers give you some semblance of privacy.

That's it. You really can't take it anymore. Bye, Kohga, bye, banana man. Peace out. .... When you sneak out one night, you think you've gotten away with it. But then you hear the snap of a twig, turn around, and find Mr. Banana freezing mid stalk.

Ah, shit. And freedom was so close, too... You sigh, and decide to save him the trouble. You walk yourself right back into your cell.

(Meanwhile, you have no clue that Link behind you has been trying to get you out of there for weeks now.)

...

. The premise reminded me of this song's cover.

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Here's a link to a video of someone dying the armor set with bananas:

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dervampireprince · 2 years ago

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ASMR | LOZ - Sidon x Listener SFW Bathing And Resting With Sidon

[M4A] [Established relationship] [Reunited] [Bathing - water sounds] [Sleep aid] [Comfort] [Romantic] [Kissing]

He's back, he's back! I've been wanting to bring him back for a while and when seeing him announced to be back in the next Zelda game made me need to bring him back even more.

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thequietkid-moonie · 2 years ago

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Reader help Link after he wakes up

[ HEADCANONS ] [ The Legend of Zelda Breath of the Wild ]

I remember reading an idea like this some time ago and also there was This discussion of how Link doesn't remember anything and still have to save Hyrule 😟

So I decided to write my own versión, hope you like it! =D

Link had been waken up for a beautiful voice that lead him outside of the strange place he was on, and since Link had wake up he had been lead to do diferent things by people he doesn't know without much room to protest

Everything had culmine when the strange old man revealed to be the last king of Hyrule and tells him that he is a campeon destined to defeat the calamity that haunt the castle before disearing and leave him alone once again. Not knowing much than his mision or that he should go to Kakariko, Link start his journey

You could meet him on his way, either because you live in Kakariko or because you are an adventurer and find him on the middle of his road, either way who you meet isn't the warrior that had just wake up to fulfil his goal, who you meet is a man with old clothes that look at everything confused and amused, just like a toddler discovering the world for the first time

Lately had been happening strange things (like the towers that just appeared from nowhere) and meeting someone like him is pretty strange, he could easily be a Yiga, so being wary of him will be normal, and he can understand somewhat even if that place look somehow familiar he is nothing much than a stranger, no matter what he was in the past, is a past he doesn't even remember

When you asked him who he is or what he is doing he can't do more than look away shamessly, what he was supose to say? That the voice of the princess Zelda had just woke him up? that he is destined to defeat Ganon?

But when you ask him if he needs help he was taken aback, it doesn't matter if is for pitty or because you want to keep a close eye on him, you had just offer him your help. If you are an adventurer your help will be of great help actually, since he doesn't know how to do pretty much nothing right now, and even if you aren't one still, a little help is welcome

He still was unsure to acept your help, he didn't know if he should trust you, but in reallity he barely know what to do and some help will be good, so he hesitatly accept it. At first he just wanted to go to Kakariko to find Impa as the King had tell him, not wanting to make her wait more time than she already wait

Since he is still pretty new to everything soon you will get the opportunity to help him more, he has to visit all the kingdoms and search for the rest of the shrines and towers, even if the only things you could do for him is teach him some things about the world it would be a great help

After some time that you started helped him you two will end up being good friends, he holds you close to his heart since you are practically his first friend since he has waken up and he is grateful for your help

If you are an adventurer then the two of you will end up traveling together even if is just for a while and he will try to learn from you all he can too. Still, after he start to continue with his adventure he invite you over to travel to the other kingdoms (he doesn't express it but it would make him really happy if you accept), but if you decline his offer he will respect your choise and will still try to keep un contact with you and pay you a visist whenever he is near the place you are

If you aren't an adventurer that will become a motivation for him to became stronger so he could take you at least on a little trip. Also, whenever he cames to pay you a visit and this time is him who teach you something new he will feel really proud of himself (and gives him more motivation to continue with his journey)

In either case (when you don't go with him) whenever he visist you he always brings a gift for you from wherever he was, it could be different materials that you could use or he know you need, or something he knows you will like (specially from the kingdom you are more interesed on)

He wants to tell you about the places he visit or all the things he does, but since he really doesn't like talking too much (or isn't too confortable with it) he gets used to taking a lot of photos with the Sheikah Slate so he could show you

Also, he will let you try and experiment with the Runes of the Sheikah Slate, specially if you two travel together being that then you two will have more oportunities to try it, but please don't point it out because he will feel embarrased for being so irresponsable (he just want to have some fun with his best friend)

Whenever he retrieve one of his memories he needs some time to process it, it could be difficult for him since he is learning about his past and even about himself, so he could hold back himself a little and even quietly searching your company since it comforts him

#the legend of zelda #the legend of zelda x reader #tloz #tloz x reader #breath of the wild #breath of the wild x reader #botw #botw x reader #link #link x reader #x reader #x gn reader #reader insert

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mylove-iv · 8 months ago

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⠀𐔌 . ⋮ golden child, lion boy; tell me what it's like to conquer .ᐟ ֹ ₊ ꒱

ʚ botw! link x fem! reader ɞ

synopsis: when the kingdom goes to war, the goddess's chosen Hero is desperate to keep you safe. in his attempts to give you everything, you gradually became nothing.

genres: angst, romance. | mentions an established relationship, set pre-calamity.

rating: mature, 18+ (mdni).

content warnings: unclear time skips,mild/implied sexual content, slight spoilers (slight canon divergence), (indirect) mentions of war.

reader specifications: reader was detailed to have curves and dips, was also implied that reader wears/uses a silk nightie, no pronouns were used but was written with a female reader in mind.

word count: 1.09k words.

―originally posted on @mydarling-iv, aug. 25, 2023

‎‧₊ part ii ─ masterlist .ᐟ ༘

Sleep does not come to Link that easily. Despite holding you in his arms as you slept, your warmth did not beckon his eyelids to fall. Instead, he gazes fondly at your sleeping face.

Link's heart soars as a smile tugs at his lips but soon falters as he feels fear creep in. The over-looming threat of the Calamity continuously draws near. Then, the view of you blurs as Link drowns himself in his thoughts.

He hesitates, questioning whether or not his decision is right, if the lack of your say in the matters is the correct thing to do. It feels wrong, a raw disgust filling his veins but his fear overpowers his rationality, rearing its ugly head that Link is forced to look at.

But as he stares into the eyes of the King of Hyrule, he is forced to come to terms that if he refuses the offer, you may be vulnerable to the incoming Calamity’s wrath. And so, Link deludes himself into believing that this is what is necessary to keep you out of harms way.

He’s snapped back into reality as you snuggle further into him, your warmth permeating through his skin and into his soul. Gradually, Link feels his fears melt away. It needs to be done, for no cost is too great to keep you safe. He thinks, hand gently cupping your sleeping face.

“You are dear to me, I don’t want to ever let you go nor would I ever give you up,” Link’s words are hushed—masked as a promise—only heard by the moon and stars above. He presses a sweet kiss to your forehead as unshed tears glaze his eyes.

“I want to protect you, I want to guard you from the world that tries to so desperately dim your light—And by the stars, this I promise you for I love you too much.”

┊ ੈ✩‧₊*°࿐ྂ。

The move to Castle Town was much livelier than expected. Despite having to tear himself from you due to knightly duties, Link made an effort to always give you his time.

Laughter rings in your new, quaint home, smiles are pressed against each other, you both embrace each other when the moon rises and Link finds it hard to leave your serene hug but he must do what he is bound to and you continuously find yourself awaking to a cold bed.

┊ ੈ✩‧₊*°࿐ྂ。

As the brightness of Spring quickly passes, Winter arrives, taking all the sweet liveliness of Spring with it, leaving the world—your world—cold and barren as a distance stretches itself between you and Link, your lover returning home more guarded and unreadable as time passes.

He is repeatedly sent on countless missions, tasked with being at the very forefront of wiping out monster and enemy camps. Your heart aches whenever he softly kisses you goodbye, and yet whenever he arrives home safely—alive—you find that the ache in your chest has never left in the first place.

You kiss him passionately, wanting to bruise him so that he wouldn’t be able to forget you. Though now much silent, Link shares the same sentiments as he worships your body, engraving marks reminding you of him into your soft skin that both reassures you and intensifies the longing in your heart.

┊ ੈ✩‧₊*°࿐ྂ。

Time passes and Link steadily climbs the ranks, his time split between fighting at the frontlines and guarding Hyrule’s sole princess.

He’s given a noble title, land to go with it, and prestige. Yet, when you move into the estate he’s given, it doesn’t feel like home, instead it’s cold and barren, devoid of the love you and Link once filled your cozy apartment with.

Your lover dominates high society, titles falling at his feet whenever he’d come home victorious, yet why does it feel like you’ve lost him throughout his feats?

You no longer embrace each other before bed, his side of the bed remaining cold from dusk till dawn, nor does a boyish smile ever grace his face whenever you try to crack a joke, instead you’re only met with his furrowed brows and tired eyes.

Despite how Link has become dismissive and cold, you hold him gently in your arms, bare skin against bare skin and only now do you see that he’s been cracked enough as it is, his heart more shattered than he lets on.

┊ ੈ✩‧₊*°࿐ྂ。

He envelops you whole, skin feverish as Link’s lips are merciless, leaving no spot of your skin untouched—unmarked—and your heart swells as a small part of you mourns.

“I love you and I will love you as long as I am able to love.” Link whispers, his words soft compared to the blatant sin he commits.

Your eyes flutter to a close, your hand finding home in his hair before you gently tug at his roots, eliciting a satisfying groan from your lover.

“I want everything back, the way it was.” Your words are a breathy as you speak and Link has to resist the urge to capture your lips.

But before you’re able to continue, a quick knock interrupts, breaking the bubble you and your lover were in. “Captain, you are needed.” A man, who you suppose was your lover’s subordinate, stated.

Link’s eyes stay glued to you, committing every slope, dip, and curve of yours to memory. “Is it urgent?” Link mutters loud enough for the man to hear, his blue eyes dark as an ocean’s, and you think that this is how people drown.

A quiet sigh leaves your lips as you go to grab your silken nightie, your body tensing as Link’s bare chest meets your back. He places soft kisses to your bare shoulder before he reaches the junction of your neck and shoulder.

“It’s Princess Zelda, sire, she was reported to be missing and seen on horseback heading to Gerudo.” The kisses on your shoulder ceases, an inaudible curse falling from Link’s lips and before you know it, your lover’s warmth is ripped from your back.

His clothes rustle, almost seeming to mock you and you feel your heart slowly sink again. Link gently cups your face, pivoting slightly so he’s able to see your face. Yet, you avoid his gaze.

Link places a delicate kiss to your forehead, silently promising that he’ll be back soon but yet, he becomes a blind eye to how your eyes dim.

The door shuts behind him and you’re left alone, feeling used and cold. “I want everything back, the way it was.” Tears run down your cheeks as his absence burns a deeper hole into your heart. “But there is no point to it, this wanting.”

#𝐢𝐯'𝐬 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠.°♡༉‧₊#legend of zelda: gallery of the wilds ༉‧₊˚✧#legend of zelda #breath of the wild #loz #botw #legend of zelda link x reader #breath of the wild link x reader #loz link x reader #botw link x reader #botw link #botw link angst #botw link fluff #botw link smut #link x reader #link x fem reader #link x you #reader insert

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mastercucco · 10 months ago

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Hateno Boy - Part 1 - Link x Reader

The Calamity is gone, but so is Link’s purpose. He feels completely lost in post-Calamity Hyrule where everyone but him seem to have found their new place.

Fandom: The Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild / Tears of the Kingdom Pairing: Link x fem!Reader Raiting: Mature (might go up, might go down, let's see) Contains: feel-good, slow burn romance; platonic Link/Zelda; Link being an angsty retired hero Chapter Index | Read on Ao3 A/N: Very excited to write something possibly disgustingly cute. The story takes place after the events in BotW but before the beginning of TotK. All characters are adults! I hope you enjoy the story! xx

Chapter 1 - Purpose

Contains: Link being an angsty retired hero; Zelda being embarrassed by Link's inability to talk to girls (or other human beings in general) Word count: ~1,3k A/N: Please look past any weird sentences, English isn't my first language :p

A breath of warm air blows from the sea, gentle on skin and smelling of sea salt. The wind hurries over the hills of Necluda, tall grass bowing before it like waves on an emerald green ocean. Once it reaches Link sitting on top of the hills, it gently tugs on his hair and pushes his hood down.

He has been sitting there for quite some time now – so long that the tips of his ears are starting to redden from the wind, as gentle as it is. The sun that was high up when he arrived at the hills, is now hanging low over the horizon. It is soon time for him to go; Zelda asked him in the morning to stop by the school before sundown.

He is alone, as he is on most days nowadays. There isn’t much for him to do: Zelda is busy rebuilding Hateno, the recently finished village school her new pride and joy. And when she isn’t mingling with the villagers, she’s kept busy with her research at the Tech Lab. She doesn’t require an escort anymore, not after Purah hired a young researcher to assist them decipher ancient Zonai texts anyway. The man rarely leaves Zelda’s side when the two of them are together – which is often. Very often.

Link was jealous at first. After all, he is the Princess’ appointed knight, and he is the one who wields the Master Sword, and he is the one who saved Zelda’s life – not some overly excited, self-proclaimed explorer with a stupidly tall frame and an apparent distaste for wearing upper garments that hide his muscles.

Eventually, his jealousy morphed into loneliness – something he did a terrible job of hiding from Zelda. She asked him if he wanted to return to Hyrule Castle to help the Royal Guard in training new soldiers. Link said no, that he likes it here in Hateno.

“I wouldn’t mind if you go,” Zelda said, gently placing her hand on top of his, “I can see how lost you are here.”

Somehow, Zelda seeing straight through his lies and offering him kindness hurt more than her asking Link to leave in the first place. After that, Link couldn’t help but feel even more uncertain and disconnected. Everyone had seemingly moved on, everyone but him. While he still remains close with Zelda, honoring his duty, accompanying her whenever she travels outside of Hateno, even living with her, he knows deep down that she doesn’t need him anymore. The Calamity is gone, and so is his purpose.

The sun hangs low when Link arrives at Hateno School. The sky is flaring in shades of red, reminding Link of a cozy fire under a cooking pot – somewhere he would much prefer to be. The school’s front doors are open, but the playground is silent and the windows are dark, all except one. It has been a while since Link last visited the school. The children adore him, which is exactly why he prefers to stay away. Their looks of admiration and curious questions make him uneasy. Ever since moving to Hateno, all he has wanted is to lay low, going as far as to hide his head-turning Champion’s tunic in the bottom of his drawer. He wanted to throw the tunic away, but Zelda wouldn’t let him.

He can already hear Zelda’s excited chattering when he reaches the open doors and quietly steps inside. Zelda is having an eager conversation with a young Hylian woman – you – whom Link doesn’t remember seeing before. He does remember Zelda telling him about a new teacher she hired a few months back, and he figures it must be you.

You notice Link arriving before Zelda does and give him a polite smile in greeting. Only when he lightly taps on Zelda’s shoulder does she stop talking and turn around.

“Oh, Link,” she smiles. “You have impeccable timing. We were just talking about you!”

Link furrows his brow. Great, just great, he thinks, already feeling the tips of his ears growing warmer.

“Only good things,” you assure with an awkward laugh. “The Princess told me you made the apple pie she brought the other day.”

Link hopes that the dim light of the oil lamps is enough to hide his red ears. He clears his throat, though not even intending to say anything.

“I don’t think you two have met before, have you?” Zelda says, giving Link an encouraging nudge.

Even after all the years spent in royal banquets practicing formal pleasantries with Hyrule’s nobility, Link still feels awkward having to introduce himself. Nonetheless, he extends his hand for a greeting. When you offer him yours, he brings it to his lips and gives your knuckles a polite kiss. Your skin feels soft and pleasant, he thinks, now horribly self-aware of just how sweaty his own palm is.

When he looks back at you, even he can pick up the awkward tension in your smile and words as you introduce yourself. He feels his whole face heat up, not really understanding what he did wrong but knowing he must have, because even Zelda has the same tension in her smile as you do.

“He is very accustomed to his formal greetings from his days at the Castle,” Zelda says with a forced smile and gives Link a look. Only then does he realize that a hand kiss, though adequate in greeting a noble woman, is not something you, a village school teacher, was expecting from a Royal Knight. He would apologize, but his mouth is dry and no words come out.

“And, well, you probably already know of Link,” Zelda breaks the uncomfortable silence after it becomes clear Link isn’t going to introduce himself.

“The Hero of Hyrule,” you say, knowingly. “We have actually met before.”

We have? Link thinks, the heat of embarrassment getting unbearable. All he wants to do is run home and hide under his bed covers for the rest of eternity. This is why he rarely leaves their home or willingly socializes with the villagers. He would cringe if he wasn’t too embarrassed to move his face muscles.

“You have?” asks Zelda out loud, her disapproving eyes boring into Link’s.

“It was years ago,” you are quick to add. “He took refuge in our family home once. I wouldn’t blame him for not remembering.”

Zelda doesn’t appear quite as understanding when she shoots another scolding look at Link, the pink in her own cheeks deepening as well. “Please,” she says as she turns back to you, “accept my apology. Link can be awfully forgetful sometimes.” She gives him a final glare that, at last, makes him drop his head. He’s not sure if dying of embarrassment is a real occurrence, but if it is, then he must be very close to leaving Hyrule for good.

“It’s quite alright, Your Highness,” you say with a slightly uneasy laugh that fails to fully mask your discomfort. “I don’t mind it, really. Like I said, it was years ago.”

There is an uncomfortable silence between the three of you. Then Zelda claps her hands, and the tension breaks like a taut rubber band. Link sighs, relieved.

“Well,” Zelda says, “now that we are done with introductions, perhaps we can show Link the curriculum we’ve been working on? I’m sure he can give us his opinion on the section about monster parts and their usage in elixirs.”

When you turn to look for something from your writing table’s drawers, Link grabs Zelda’s sleeve and gives her a pleading look. Zelda narrows her eyes and shakes her head.

“Do not even think of fleeing” she hisses in his ear before she hurries over to you to help you with a pile of scrolls close to toppling over. Link lets out a silent grunt and looks longingly at the open doors. The sun has gone down, the sky now the same shade as embers cooling down under a cooking pot – somewhere he would much prefer to be.

Chapter 2 - Heromania »

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vonabel · 2 months ago

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Masterlist ♡

okay here I did it LOL, here is all of my published pieces available to read on my ao3 or here on tumblr!

My Hero Academia ☆

• floral heartache

pairing: Deku/Reader

word count: 21,123

completion status: finished

main tags: hanahaki disease, angst, fluff, implied smut, not really unrequited loved, happy ending

ao3 | tumblr

• get through this

pairing: Aizawa/Reader

word count: 2,305

completion status: finished

Jujutsu Kaisen ☆

main tags: angst, hurt/comfort, minor character death, fluff

• sweet music playing in the dark (be still, my foolish heart

pairing: Deku/Reader

word count: 1,065

completion status: finished

main tags: smut, quirkless izuku, teacher izuku, fluff

ao3 | tumblr

• i can't handle change

pairing: Gojo/Reader, background Geto/Reader

word count: 2,141

completion status: finished

main tags: spoilers, angst, hurt/no comfort, major character death, canonical character death

ao3 | tumblr

• dancing in the moonlight (holding you until the sunrise)

pairing: Geto/Reader, background Mahito/Reader

word count: 9,774

completion status: unfinished, abandoned work

main tags: college au, no curses au, hurt/comfort, implied smut

Legend of Zelda: BotW/TotK ☆

• it's always been you, you, you, you.

pairing: Link/Reader

word count: 1,503

completion status: finished

main tags: emotional hurt/comfort, open/ambiguous ending (kinda?)

ao3 | tumblr

#fanfic #ao3 writer #ao3 fanfic #ao3 #mha #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #bnha #masterlist #jujutsu kaisen #jjk #legend of zelda #breath of the wild #tears of the kingdom #loz totk #loz botw #x reader #reader insert

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sombersummerskies · 4 months ago

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A Sage's Regret: Chapter 6

Chapter 6: Land of the Sky Fish

Word Count: 5439

CW: None

Want all the chapters? -> Masterlist

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With the Zora armor you’re easily able to ascend the waterfalls, the series of which help bring you near the top of Ploymus mountain. You shake the water off of your body and secure your bag of supplies before starting your trek up to the plateau. By now the sun had set, and in its stead, a quarter moon was hovering in the sky. Your mind is racing as you walk, the noise of your swirling thoughts competing with the chirping crickets and the grass that crunched beneath your boots.

To say that you were confused would be an understatement. The mummy, the phenomena, Zelda, and the sky. They all seemed to be connected but how? You were growing frustrated, as if the answers were being dangled just in front of your face but you couldn’t reach them. How could the princess have possibly reappeared to attack King Dorephan? In the same vein, how did she appear at the castle only to disappear into a flash of light? Who was that mummy beneath the castle, and how had his awakening caused this entire mess to start with?

You groan, dragging a hand down your face as you trudge toward Mipha Court. The answers to these questions would have to wait, for now, you needed to focus on the sludge problem. Warily you cast your eyes upward to the sky, glaring at the streams of filth that flow down to the ground.

As you approach the fountain you can see that the prince is still awake- and of course he is, he’s dedicated himself to cleansing the waters. Though the light of the moon illuminates him beautifully, there’s a pang in your heart when you see the exhaustion that’s visible on his face. Your eyes flicker across his figure momentarily as you recall the king’s statements in the sanctum.

Sidon would be king soon. And that was just a fact you were going to have to contend with.

He glances up once he hears you approaching, and a small smile graces his face as he lowers his arms. It seems as though he opens his mouth to greet you, but the words get lodged in his throat. His eyes widen as he looks down at you and he stammers before quickly averting his gaze.

‘What was that about?’

“Ah! That… that is the Zora armor,” he says softly, nervously clearing his throat, “... it truly is perfect on you. I- I have no doubt that it will help you in your search for Princess Zelda!”

‘Oh. Right. The armor.’

You feel a tad flustered and awkwardly tilt your head, feeling heat rise to your face, “y-yeah, it fits great, and it feels brand new. I’m sure it will be a great help.”

He slowly nods his head, allowing his golden gaze to settle on you once more, “speaking of, have you found anything?”

You recite the statement found on the stone slate Jiahto had uncovered. Then you explain how you’d searched for the king and he’d bestowed his scales, the ‘mark of the king’, to you. Tentatively, you also reveal the cause for Dorephan’s absence. While the king hadn’t chosen to inform his son himself, you thought it would be best for him to know the truth.

Sidon’s eyes widen as he responds, “what…? You say the monster that attacked my father was unleashed by Princess Zelda? What could that possibly mean?” He pauses, a flash of confusion crossing his face. “Well, for now I fear all we can do is take my father at his word and try not to let our concern overcome us. Thank you for telling me about my father.”

You nod your head and place your hands on your hips, “well, what do you think we should do now?”

He turns his attention away from the water, the blue glow in his arms fading. He glances upward as he says, “Princess Zelda descending from the sky, not to mention the monster and that filthy sludge… it seems our course is skyward. We now know that the mark of the king written of on the slate refers to my father’s scale. The only remaining mystery is that of the land of the sky fish and the floating rock in the shape of a droplet…”

“Stand upon the land of the sky fish…” he murmurs, repeating the words from the slate, “that must be referring to an actual location of some sort. I am sure that if we locate this ‘sky fish’, it will lead us to this supposed ‘droplet’! _____, if you find any leads, please let me know at once.”

His golden gaze settles upon you once more and he gives you a look of confidence and a smile. You shuffle your feet and nod in return, ignoring the way in which your heart skips as he looks down on you. As you bid him goodbye and step away from the fountain, Yona’s words echo in your mind.

“I’m well aware of his affection for you- he is madly in love with you.”

But was this still true? Even after you had pushed him away, could his heart still possibly hold the same affection? You wouldn’t blame him if he didn’t, you’d told him yourself that he had his duties and you had your own.

Did you still feel the same way about him?

You take a quick peek over your shoulder and look back at the Zora in question. Your heartbeat quickens as you gaze at him, subtly admiring the curves of his body. His biceps flexed as he used his water manipulation to separate the muck from the fresh water. You couldn’t deny the way your face warmed up as you stared. It was also undeniable that you longed to be in his arms once more, how you wished for him to call you his, how you were desperate to be able to kiss him and not feel guilt or shame-

‘Alright. Yes. I still love him. But now’s not the time to be worrying about that.’

For now you needed to turn your attention to solving the mystery of this supposed ‘sky fish’. As you walk down the grassy path you unhook the Purah Pad from your belt and examine it closely. From the ground, you were unable to spot anything that aligned with the description from the slate, but perhaps the map of the area would provide you with a little more assistance.

The pad’s map was split into three layers: the sky, the surface, and the depths. Whenever you would activate one of the Skyview Towers it would use the collected data to fill in the map for the surface and sky- however, to uncover more of the depths you would have to physically traverse Hyrule’s dark underbelly. Your fingers glide across the smooth screen, carefully examining the map of the wetlands and domain. Nothing seems out of the ordinary, so you flick upwards and swap to the sky layer.

The Purah Pad had carefully mapped the mass of islands in the sky above Zora’s Domain. Some small, some large, and notably there appeared to be a large mass of islands closely grouped together directly above the palace. You pinch your fingers, zooming in closer on the screen. Your brow furrowed as you narrowed your eyes and-

There.

A floating island a little to the east of Ploymus Mountain. It was one larger body of rock surrounded by a multitude of smaller fragments. But the largest island in the small, sky archipelago resembled a-

“Sky fish,” you realize, looking up from the device, “it’s not a creature, it’s an island.”

You jump into a sprint, skirting along the side of the plateau as your eyes scan across the sky. Your boots skid to a halt at the cliff side and you catch your breath, gazing up at an array of floating rocks. The northern end of the island had a stream of water flowing off the end of it, and you decide that this is your target. After maneuvering to the highest ground you could find, you run off the edge and utilize your paraglider to float through the air toward the island. Once you're within arms reach of the waterfall you’re able to use the Zora armor to swim upward (though the fact that there’s no water beneath you to catch you should you fall is a tad nerve-wracking.)

Once you’re standing atop the floating mass you have to reorient yourself. The small sky island is caked with muck and filth, but luckily you had a few splash fruits on hand to clear a path for yourself. The island was tiered and had staircases, as though it were once a part of a larger structure but had broken off at some point. As you wander around and investigate, you recite the words from the slate once more.

“Stand upon the land of the sky fish, and behold its lofty view. Among the floating rocks you see, a droplet waits for you. Through this droplet shoot an arrow with the mark of the king,” you mumble, looking at the field of smaller rocks which sat in the air around the island. You found the ‘sky fish’ and you possessed the mark of the king, but what could this ‘droplet’ possibly be?

The smaller rocks were beautiful, made up of various shades of blue and green that shimmered in the moonlight. They seemed to be floating gems, shards of a larger node perhaps. Your boots softly thud against the smooth stone floor as you march up the stairs. ‘These have to be a part of the solution somehow,’ you muse, ‘but how? None of these contain water…’

As you walk across the highest platform you notice how the rocks seem to shift depending on where you’re standing. Your perspective is altered as you move back and forth along the island. You look at each rock individually and grow frustrated as none of them seem to offer an answer to your questions. Your heels skid against the ground as you turn suddenly, growing frustrated, but just as you make this motion your eyes make a connection.

A cluster of the rocks begins to connect- not physically, as they each float far apart from one another. But from where you’re standing your perspective makes it seem as though the rocks connect to one another, like puzzle pieces. As you step closer to the edge you can see that the rocks make up a shape: the outline of a water droplet.

“Oh…” you softly gasp, your fingers fumbling as you grasp your bag. You reach inside and produce the scales King Dorephan had bestowed upon you. Using an arrow from your quiver you utilize your Fuse ability to carefully connect the two, thus making it so that the scale will act as the pointed tip of the arrow.

‘The mark of the king,’ you think as you grab your bow, ‘I wonder what Sidon will look like once he ascends to the throne. Will he inherit his father’s crown and sash?’

With a heavy sigh you put an end to these thoughts and square your shoulder, setting the arrow in place and drawing back on the string. You exhale softly as you line up your shot, staring at the formation of droplets. One arrow should hopefully be enough.

“Do this task and you shall reveal a most wondrous thing. See the watery bridge’s resting spot with your own two eyes: that which connects the Zora to the people of the skies,” you whisper, letting the arrow loose.

It soars through the air, flying through the center of the rocks. The floating stones glow green in response, a sign that you’ve seemingly activated something- you just weren’t sure what. Your arrow continues to fly, farther than you’d ever seen one go, soaring farther and farther in an arching line. You lose sight of it, realizing that it must have landed in the eastern reservoir- the large body of water where Divine Beast Vah Ruta had once stood.

There’s a distant rumbling and your eyes widen as a beam of light shoots up and out of the lake. It was a greenish-blue hue, identical to the color in which your right arm would glow. In the dark of nighttime, it was a spectacular sight, and you could imagine that it must’ve been visible for miles in any direction.

“I need to show Sidon,” you say aloud, though there’s no one around to hear you.

Your feet carry you faster than your brain even instructs your body to move. With the paraglider, you’re able to easily hop off of the island and glide back to the plateau atop the mountain. As you approach Mipha Court, however, you’re surprised by the sight you see.

Yona had traveled up the mountain and was in the middle of a conversation with the prince.

Once you land you’re able to hear a fragment of what’s being said.

“It is far too dangerous for you to be here!” Sidon insists, his expression laced with concern.

“I came here because there is something I need to speak with you about,” she responds, “I have been thinking for quite some time- oh! Hello there, champion.”

Your eyes awkwardly flicker between the two of them. It was difficult enough to hold personal conversations with them separately- but to talk to both at the same time felt like an entirely different challenge. You nervously clear your throat and nod your head in greeting.

“What has happened?” Sidon asks, his gaze settling on you, “did you figure something out?”

You do your best to explain, but it’s difficult for you to ignore the pounding in your chest. You hadn’t imagined that it would be so strange to speak to them both at the same time. It was anxiety-inducing as if you’d been thrown into a fight or flight response. Frankly, all you wanted to do was fly away and hide- but there were more important things to deal with. Though your voice is noticeably tense and stilted, you manage to tell him what you discovered.

“So you solved the ancient stone slate’s riddle, and a pillar of light appeared?” he asks, shocked by this revelation, “if the words upon the slate are correct, a path to the sky may open up if we investigate that location… well done, _____! This is a huge development!”

Beside him, Yona hums gently and lifts her hand to her chin in thought, “I see… dear Sidon, I think that you should go with the champion to investigate that pillar of light. As I was just about to say, for a long time, I have been concerned that you are holding yourself back and not acting as freely as I would have expected.”

Your eyes widen and you turn your head, suddenly feeling as though you’re caught in a conversation that you should not be a part of. As though this was a private affair which you were intruding upon. Suddenly the ground has become awfully interesting and you stare at the dirt, nervously crossing your arms. If you could conveniently disappear into thin air, you would.

“But, if you and _____ join your powers, I am certain you shall be able to overcome whatever danger awaits,” she persists.

With your head turned away you’re unable to see the way the prince looks at you. You’re unaware of his lingering gaze and the deep longing in his eyes. He has to force himself to stop, to snap his attention back to the princess.

“That is undoubtedly true. However…” he trails off.

Yona speaks up, “whatever is troubling you, Sidon? Why are you hesitating so?”

This is all too much for you. There was an affection in her words, and though you’d been told that it was you who he cared for you still couldn't bear to hear it. You stumble backwards and away from the two. “I- I should go,” you stammer, “you guys can discuss, uh, whatever it is you have to talk about. I’ll come back later.”

You can hear the prince call your name out and you want nothing more than to be able to run straight into his arms- but you can’t. To attempt to get any closer to him was foolish and you knew that. Your feet are barely able to carry you a handful of steps before a sudden tremor shakes the ground.

A monster crawls up through the earth, the large mass suddenly erupting before you. You gasp and step back, your arm instinctively moving to grab your sword. Momentarily you’re reminded of the gloom hands that had previously attacked you, though luckily there was no gloom to be seen. Whatever this beast was, however, it was covered from head to toe in sludge.

You hear a shout from the prince behind you but there’s a pounding in your ears that leaves you unable to process what’s being said. As you walk backward you stare at the monster and attempt to analyze it for any weaknesses- it seems to be shaped similarly to a Like Like, but with the muck acting like an armor you couldn’t locate a spot to attack.

A hand on your shoulder makes you jump, but as you tilt your head you realize that it was Prince Sidon standing behind you. You meet his eyes and he gives you a confident nod. “Please,” he urges you, “I must ask that you fight at my side once more! It is a mighty opponent, certainly, but we must not falter. When an opportunity presents itself, call out to me. I shall use my power to envelop you in water, thusly shielding you from our foe- and you may shoot forth the water as an attack as well!”

With a tense nod, you turn your attention back to the monster, crouching into a defensive position. With the beast being so close to the fountain, there were other lives at stake. Of course, the guards could defend themselves, but Yona and her two assistants had no weapons to speak of- and none had made mention of ever having trained in combat. Not to mention, you were incredibly concerned about Sidon himself. If this was similar to the creature that had harmed his father, you dreaded the idea of the prince falling ill with the same poison.

The monster writhes before spitting up balls of muck into the air, covering the ground around itself with the substance. You tried to think of a plan quickly, knowing that the splash fruit you carried could dispel the sludge- however, you only had a finite amount. However, if the prince could bestow his water manipulation to you, perhaps it too could counteract the filth.

“Sidon,” you say sternly, not taking your eyes off of the monster, “give me the shield, I need to see if I can get rid of the sludge.”

“On it!” he affirms quickly.

You hear a rush of water and are momentarily stunned as a wall of liquid envelops you. It’s a hollow sphere, allowing you plenty of room to breathe and move. Tentatively you reach a hand out and touch the water, your fingers pushing against the rushing water. It was warm, like the feeling of ocean water that’s been heated by the sun. Your heart skips a beat when you realize that, like this, Sidon is protecting you.

Carefully you step forward, anxiously watching the beast in case it chooses to make any sudden movements. You tighten your grip on your weapon; a traveler's sword fused with a blue Bokoblin horn. As you walk closer to the monster it spits up more balls of sludge, attempting to hit you, but you’re able to sidestep them and narrowly avoid getting struck.

Once within range you angle your arm back before flinging it forward- similarly as you had once done with the Master Sword. However, instead of emitting a beam of light, it resulted in your attack being infused with the water from your shield. You trade the defense for offense, watching as the water creates a wave that rids the ground of sludge and lashes against the monster.

The beast writhes and roars as its armor of muck dissipates. You see that it is, in fact, a Like Like- though this one appears paler than those you’d found in caves. Knowing what the creature was gave you an advantage in battle, as you now knew exactly where its weak point was. Out of the corner of your eye, you spot a flash of movement and realize Sidon is sprinting forward, brandishing his trident.

“Wait!” you shout, “it’s skin is too thick, your spear won’t make any impact! You have to wait for it to stick out its tongue!”

This halts the prince in his tracks and you notice the look of confusion on his face. Surely the instructions must have sounded strange, but regardless he still listened to you. As the Like Like wriggled and prepared to launch more muck, the pair of you gave each other looks of confidence. It was as though you communicated silently, each agreeing on the same strategy.

You each flank either side of the monster to divide its attention, and the creature seemingly struggles to focus on a target. After weakly spitting up a few more balls of sludge it finally reveals the glowing, bulbous weak point in its mouth. “There!” you shout, quickly drawing your bow and taking aim.

Swiftly you strike the tongue and watch as the Like Like collapses, open and vulnerable to attack. The prince quickly takes advantage of this, easily sidestepping the muck that littered the ground and gracefully twirling his trident in his hands. With unparalleled elegance he attacks, using the spear as an extension of himself to repeatedly strike the monster. You’re so distracted by his movements that you nearly forget to dole out some damage as well. Luckily you have enough time to land a few hits with your sword before the beast recoils and defends itself once more.

The pair of you have a strategy now, repeating the previous steps in an effort to take down this foe. Sidon gives you a shield of water which you use to dispel the Like Like’s sludge armor, then after its weak point is struck you can attack it at full force. All the while you both do your best to avoid being hit by its muck spitballs. After a few more rounds of this you finally, thankfully, watch the monster collapse into a heap and slowly sink back into the ground.

Your chest heaves as you attempt to catch your breath once more- though you were improving you still sorely missed the strength that had been sapped from you beneath the castle. “Goddesses… what was that,” you huff, sheathing your sword and trudging back to the fountain.

Simultaneously, Sidon bound forth, seemingly invigorated with energy after the battle (you could only assume it was a rush of adrenaline because he had seemed exhausted just minutes before). “You did it, _____! Take that, foul beast of the sludge,” he cheers, a grin on his face as he looks toward Mipha Court, “is everyone alright?”

You can see Yona standing at the edge of the fountain and she smiles at you. Behind her were her two ladies in waiting, Chroma and Khira, who had seemingly taken over the task of purifying the water. “We are unharmed,” the princess says with a nod as she approaches you.

The prince sighs gratefully, “thank goodness. Lady Yona, if something had happened to you… I…”

There’s a pang in your heart that you desperately try to bury.

“In any case, it is possible that another monster will appear. I suggest that you return to the domain at once,” Sidon continues with urgency in his voice.

“Thank you for the sentiment, Sidon. However, more importantly, we must consider what Lady _____ spoke of earlier,” she retorts with a gentle shake of her head, “the pillar of light that she said appeared at the reservoir begs to be investigated. This may be our opportunity to learn the cause of the sludge falling from the sky or even Princess Zelda’s whereabouts. Leave this place to us, Sidon. Your darl- er, the champion needs your help getting to the bottom of this mystery.”

Her slip-up practically makes you flinch. Surely, there was no chance that she had nearly said that aloud. To call you Sidon’s ‘darling’ was crossing a line- but to do so publicly with others in earshot could be disastrous. The prince reacts as well, his eyes widening as he attempts to stammer out a response.

“W-well… of course it would be best for me to accompany her. However, I cannot leave you alone in this dangerous place!” he pleads.

Yona crosses her arms, and though her expression is kind you can hear a tense tone in her voice, “did you not entrust this task to us already? We will not be on our own for long. We shall be just fine.”

The prince shakes his head in an attempt to argue, but seemingly can’t find the words. All he can bear to utter is a simple, “but…”

“Sidon…” sighs the princess, her gaze gentle as it settles upon him, “I truly appreciate that you worry so for my safety. It speaks to the kindness in your heart. But you are the prince of the Zora. One day, you will lead the people of your beloved domain. I can see right through you, whether you want me to or not. You are yielding to the fear of losing someone you love again.”

You find yourself hanging on each word she says, and you can’t help but feel that there’s a double meaning to her sentiments. You were well aware of the prince’s fears, you’d witnessed firsthand the anxieties he held which stemmed from the loss of his dear sister. However, when she spoke of him losing someone he loved, you were fairly certain that she wasn’t speaking of herself… rather, she was alluding to you.

“You must overcome your past and face whatever the future holds with courage,” she urges him.

Though you don’t dare to look directly at him, for you don’t trust yourself to hide your emotions, in your peripheral vision you can see the prince cast his gaze to the floor. He mumbles something quietly, another utterance of doubt in himself. It pains your heart to see him so unsure of himself when he usually thrived with confidence.

“Enough is enough! You are not acting like yourself!” Yona loudly proclaims, and it’s loud enough to catch you off guard and equally startle Sidon. She pauses momentarily before softening her voice, “you must leave this place to me. Sidon… do not get lost in the past. You must keep moving ever onward. Just follow your heart, as you always do.”

‘Follow your heart,’ you repeat her words in your mind, ‘... follow your heart…’

In the corner of your eye, you can see the way the prince looks toward you- and you have to force yourself not to look back. Not now. You couldn’t bear it.

“Like my old self…” he says softly, “like I always do…”

Would he follow his heart? Would you follow your own? You weren’t sure of yourself anymore.

“It is alright, I swear it,” Yona insists, “I… we… we are not going anywhere.”

Beside you Sidon whispers, just barely loud enough for you to be able to pick up on his words. “I see… and there it is, clear as day… I was giving into my fear… I…”

Suddenly he jumps up, a beaming smile on his face as his eyes twinkle with excitement, “you are right, Yona! I will not give in to this fear! Nor forsake my trust in you! I will leave this place to you, my dearest friend!”

Before either of you can respond he spins on his heels and turns to fully face you, giving you his all-too recognizable grin. “Off we go, _____! To the pillar of light! Let us blaze on ahead!” he cheers, nodding his head assuredly.

He steps aside to speak with the guards, no doubt giving them instructions to protect the princess and her assistants as they work to cleanse the waters. As he does so you hear a happy sigh and flick your gaze back to Yona. Her kind eyes meet your own and she smiles, ushering you closer.

“It seems Sidon has finally put his doubts behind him and returned to his usual fearless self. I am so glad,” she says softly, “all this time he was clinging to regret over being unable to save his precious sister, Mipha… poor, tormented Sidon. And to think, he was unknowingly paralyzed from taking action because he feared- well… I’m sure I needn’t have to say it aloud.”

You nod in affirmation, flickering your eyes back toward the prince. He was speaking animatedly with the guards, and though he was still showing visible signs of fatigue he seemed far more awake and lively than before.

“Please, take good care of our dear Sidon,” the princess utters gently, placing a hand on your shoulder, “he means so much to his people…”

You place your hand atop her own and offer her a smile, “of course…” Your mind briefly flashes back to the times when you hadn’t been able to protect the prince, but you bury those anxieties quickly. You exchange farewells and begin to walk away, but Yona calling out your name once more pauses you in your tracks.

“One last thing, champion… you should not give in to your fears either,” she says calmly, “I think that… if you both look to the future, you will make an excellent pair.”

You furrow your brow as you mull over her words. “An excellent pair… in combat, yes?” you reply.

She laughs softly, clasping her hands together, “of course, in combat.”

‘Surely she’s not implying that I- that we- no, I can’t think about this right now, I have to focus on the task at hand.’

Once the prince has finished instructing his guards you walk together toward the staircase connected to the fountains. The steps would lead you straight to the edge of Ploymus mountain, an easy vantage point to reaching the eastern reservoir. You walk side by side in silence and you nervously keep your arms glued to your sides, as though you might reach out to him if you don’t remind yourself that he’s not yours to touch anymore.

At the top of the staircase, you find yourself face to face with the state of Mipha, realizing that this is where she was now located. The princess smiles down at you fondly, her ethereal form elegantly depicted in the carved stone. You offer her a wordless greeting and a smile, her presence helping to calm you even now. Beside you Sidon acts similarly, whispering a small greeting to his sister as you walk past.

Now at the edge of the platform, you gaze down at the massive lake, its once pristine waters tainted by the sludge from the sky. The glowing light created by the arrow was still present, making it easy to show the prince your next location. “That’s where we need to go,” you say, “but the stone slate had no explanation about the light. Once we’re down there, I have no idea what we’ll have to do next.”

“I have an idea, but I won’t know for certain until we’re down there,” Sidon replies with a nod. He glances at you, his eyes illuminated by the moon, and he smiles. “Well, little one, are you ready?”

You sigh shakily but nod in reply, “ready as I’ll ever be. Let’s meet on that broken platform near the center of the reservoir.”

The prince grins and you watch as he gracefully leaps off the cliffside. You peer over the edge and watch as he soars further and further, before finally landing in the water with a large splash. Just below the surface, you’re able to see a blur of movement, signifying his swimming form.

You take in a deep breath as you unfurl your paraglider. You would be working alone with Sidon, a thought that simultaneously thrilled and terrified you. Hopefully, your poor heart will be able to survive this excursion.

Before you can begin to think too hard and change your mind, you run off the edge and glide down to the reservoir below.

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