#fable and legend

[occasionallyprosie]

Devotion - Chapter One

AO3 Link

Despite the young Hero of Legend’s best efforts, the spirit of the Master Sword faded after Ganon was defeated (the first time). Some years and five other adventures later, Link discovers a book that will allow him to help and guide the heroes that come after him like Fi did for him during his first adventure.

AKA my Sword Spirit Legend fic

TW: kinda suicide (temporary character death, he dies to become a sword spirit). Lots of mentions of death.

A loud thump sounded through the room and Zelda jumped. A book dropped on her desk by the teen who stood before her.

"It can be done," Link said, a glimmer of excitement in his eyes. "I can help them."

Zelda gave him an unsure look as she pulled the book toward her and flicked it open.

"Page 55," he told her.

She flicked through the book, finding and soon reading the aforementioned passage. Her eyes widened and she looked at Link in surprise.

He grinned. "We can do it. I can—I can help them."

She nodded slowly. "Right... Right. Between my sealing powers and your guidance, any future heroes and maidens can handle whatever comes for them. When do you want to do it?"

"I... As soon as you'd let me." He added in a far quieter voice, "I don't think I'll live much longer, anyways."

Zelda frowned, looking down at the book with a clear melancholy.

"Please, Zel. Do this for me?"

She sighed and nodded. "I will." She shut the book and stood. "Let's go."

Inside a clearing of thick forest, a large pedestal of stone sat. A golden sword with a hilt of green was laid down on the stone and two blond teenagers stood there, one holding the book, the other holding a knife.

"You're ready?" Zelda asked, looking over at Link.

He nodded, tightening his grip on the knife in his hand. "Yeah. Yeah, I'm ready. My house is locked up tight with all my stuff inside, and at worst, you'll come down with some guards and personally make sure everything is put somewhere safe, at best I'II be back to handle it myself."

She inhaled shakily. "Yes... Link— You really don't need to do this. You're still young."

"Zel. It's either this or... I don't know, but this will let us make sure that no matter what attacks Hyrule, what tries to destroy it, someone will be there to stop it. Forever, I'll be here to protect our kingdom." Link insisted. "And the other kingdoms too."

"But..." she sighed, shaking her head. "Alright. This is your choice... Kneel?"

He moved over to the sword and he knelt down, facing the blade. She stood behind him and held her hand out, her palm pointed to the back of his head.

Her hand began to glow a soft golden light.

She murmured lowly, words falling into a senseless stream that rolled over Link's mind and ears, filling it like cotton.

She slowly, gradually grew louder, repeating some sentences and others that were new. The light grew brighter and wrapped around him and the sword.

The light became thicker, swirling almost spherically around him, Zelda chanting in an ancient language far predating their ancient Hylian. The golden flecks within her eyes seemed to glow, mirrored exactly in Link's eyes despite them being squeezed shut and such luminosity being left unseen.

Link lifted the knife to his throat. Zelda's voice trembled as it rose and the golden magic thickened. The sword rose up in the air, lifted by the golden light.

Zelda's voice hit a high and Link slit his throat.

Bright light erupted. Zelda closed her eyes but did not move, nor did her voice falter. A long moment passed before the beaming light faded.

Zelda crumbled to her knees, book clattering to the ground and she covered her mouth as she choked out a sob. The sword was on the ground and gleaming in the sunlight, unblemished. A single drop of blood and a bloodied knife laid by her knee, that was all that was in front of her.

There was no body.

Warmth was the first thing he noticed. Then the light.

It took a long time to be aware of anything else but that. Warmth and light, darkness and cold.

Then he was in a light place, an area of warmth and cold, of light and darkness. There was more light than dark, only remnants and residue of the dark remaining, only the ghosts of the cold lingering. Winding tall things and bulking low things, opulent and bright.

He had no form, no conscious memory, nothing beyond existence. Golden power was within his reach and pure curiosity drove him to push it out, to mold it and see what it could do.

Flames exploded, sparkles erupted, the center of his awareness would shift its placement. Then things would form, colors, or the absence of it, small things that seemed to have minds of their own, animals was what he subconsciously called them, conjured, he identified them without purposeful thought.

Curiosity pushed him to see what else he could do with the power, the golden warmth that made up his awareness.

In time, a long time, he discovered something colorful. Suddenly he was no longer placed in the warm and light place that was distantly tainted by dark and cold, but in a green place on a platform of gray, with blue in the far above and a great yellow and white circle.

Just as colors exploded, memories slammed through him.

Link would have screamed if he could. He would have gasped and hyperventilated at the least. Yet he couldn't.

It worked. It worked, he—He was a spirit, a sword spirit.

All that curiosity that was usually tempered by wisdom and wariness had done one good thing for him.

He could see, it was obvious that the golden warmth was his magic, was his soul, and only through pushing it out and sensing and creating a magical image of the world allowed him to see. He could hear, as air pushed through the reach of his magic, the vibrations made sound that he just subconsciously translated to the sound of wind.

Next was just figuring out how to change form from sword to something more mobile.

In time, he figured it out. In time, he was in the same outfit he'd worn when the ritual took place. He could change his features and his clothes with a thought, not perfectly, he couldn't exactly create matter without active conjuration, so his clothes were limited, though color was not.

He returned to the castle. Zelda was a few years older, Impa had passed in his absence, Ravio was elated to see him, but they could see a difference between them now beyond their color schemes.

Ravio was getting older, Link stayed the same. In no time, for the first time, they were mistaken for father and son when going out, rather than brothers or twins. Link could feel his heart slowly crushing.

He grew older mentally too, keeping up with them in that regard, but physically?

He watched Ravio fade away first, then it was Hilda... then even others passed away, Din, Maple, and Ralph years before Ravio, then... then it was so many others. So, so, so many others.

Then it was Zelda.

Link stayed in Hyrule, watching over her daughters, doting on them, teaching most of them how to fight and helping them learn and harness the sealing power that Zelda spent years merging with the divine magic in their blood. He knew it too, as a result, but her daughters were naturals. Then their daughters too, there was a son and when the kingdom rioted, Link took that son and raised the boy himself, taking him to his orchard, which Link still owned, and raised him on. That boy maintained that orchard, wanted to expand to a whole farm that Link didn’t hesitate to help with, and even though he was aware of his identity as the prince, he wanted to stay a farmer.

Link worked between both, he kept close to his family at the orchard, and he was the royal family's secret advisor, guide, and protector.

He fought for princes to be given a chance and not be hunted. It took years before it was finally done and then there was a prince and a little princess not long after. For the first time, Link didn't have to take that little boy away and raise him away from his parents just so he wouldn't be thrown into the river or to the dogs.

Link did a lot, but it was all within the castle or at the ranch, it was all official work.

Then came a point when it became too much, seeing Hyrule change rapidly around him, and he had to leave. The temptation to just become a sword and rest in a temple or the woods was strong, to just wait until the next hero, but he was far too adventurous for that. He never could stay still long enough for that.

"Uncle Link," the young princess rushed up to him as he was about to leave the castle. "You'll come back, right?"

He knelt down, glancing at her father and brother. He was happy that the kingdom hadn't tried to kill this prince, even if he was a bit arrogant and sharp.

"One day, I will be," he told the young Princess Zelda. "But it will be a very, very long time. We may not see each other again, little nightlight."

She frowned. "But... I'll miss you."

"Don't worry, I'll be out there worrying about you and telling the goddesses to protect you," Link promised gently. "Go on, have fun while you can."

She hugged him before he left.

Next>>>

[mirensiart]

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

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

[violet-xd09]

[dumbasssdoodles]

[linderosse]

Every Zelda has a favorite Link (excluding their own). Tetra’s is Legend :)

(Info: Tetra’s thinking of the King of Red Lions, an old friend who could turn into a small sailboat. Legend is thinking of the first sailboat he crashed and how it led him to Marin.)

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Set 1: Flora and Four

Bonus:

[mizaruwu]

Shall we dance?

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There's two more drawings of Legend with Hilda and Fable with Ravio, but I'm not happy with the poses so I'll reblog this post with those two when I find the will to fix 'em. I'll also make omakes of the gala, lil doodles of the event asdgfhjk

here's their outfit showcase 1 and 2

[pomdor]

I'm late to the party with the jokes about WWE Zelda with the steel chair but i do think the funniest decision they could have made for the combat is zelda coming in hot with the power of an ikea showroom

[the-little-robyn]

Tetra messing with the new girl. A parody of the scene from the spongebob viking episode.

A little comic I made if the Zelda from echoes of wisdom turns out to be a completely new Zelda. I know there is a high possibility that she would just be Fable but, can you imagine if she's a whole new Zelda? We're getting a new pair joining LU the party ya'll!

Also Since EoW!Zelda is new, she doesn't know that they all have nicknames for each other yet so, Tetra tries to mess with a little bit, Dot is in on the action while the rest just watches lol, but eventually, EoW!Zelda will be told about the nicknames and gets her own as well (idk what she's going to be called, i'll just roll with what ya'll decide).

I've been binge reading the LU comics lately and i'm OBSSESSED and as well the Wisdomverse comics by @linderosse I love the idea of all the different versions of Links and Zelda in a huge crossover AU 💖 and I can't wait for echoes of wisdom to be release!

[1000emotions]

I’m gonna believe they are fable and legend (alttp/oracles/link’s awakening zelda and link) until proven otherwise. plus this seems like something that would happen to legend

[damfangirl08]

In my brain, this is how old everyone in the chain is:

Time: physically about 30 but he has lived anywhere between 50 and 500 years, nobody knows, not even him. Usually just answers with "ask malon" if questioned.

Warriors: 26, says 24 if someone asks, because he genuinly keeps forgetting

Sky: actually 24, but answers in loftwing years just to be a menace when someone asks

Twillight: 20, sometimes messes up and says how old he is in wolf years because Midna used to tease him by doing that and he is an angsty boy.

Four: 19. If you ask any more questions you get stabbed.

Wild: 17. Says 117 if asked. Does not elaborate. He told Aurora why once and now Aurora does the same thing. Hyrule is going insane and Twilight has gone insane ages ago

Hyrule: 16. He thinks. Hes not actually sure but that is what his Zeldas said so thats what hes going with(i forgot to write him in im so sorry my boy)

Legend: 14/15. If asked he says 19. He pretends to be an adult and people somehow belive him. At this point he is just praying the rest of the chain never meet Fable, Myth or Ballad

Wind: 14/15 too. Answers with his actual age like a normal person wtf is wrong with you people

Bonus:

Myth and Ballad(troforce heroes) are both 17. They bully Legend a lot.

Fable is Legend's twin and also bullies him a lot.

The rest of the Zeldas are the same age as their Links, but if you meet Tetra you will know she is 2 months older than Wind.

When asked how old Time is, Malon will say he is "as old as time". She finds this funny. So does Time. The only other person to find it funny is Hyrule.

If you ask Ravio how old Legend is, he will, no matter the circumstance, say he is 13. Legend has to be restrained to avoid any casualties.

[occasionallyprosie]

Tumblr gets to see a little snippet of the first chapter/prologue of my sword spirit Legend fic! I’ll post the whole thing here and on ao3 probably tomorrow if not the day after.

Devotion

A loud thump sounded through the room and Zelda jumped. A book dropped on her desk by the teen who stood before her.

"It can be done," Link said, a glimmer of excitement in his eyes. "I can help them."

Zelda gave him an unsure look as she pulled the book toward her and flicked it open.

"Page 55," he told her.

She flicked through the book, finding and soon reading the afforementioned passage. Her eyes widened and she looked at Link in surprise.

He grinned. "We can do it. I can—I can help them."

She nodded slowly. "Right... Right. Between my sealing powers and your guidance, any future heroes and maidens can handle whatever comes for them. When do you want to do it?"

"...I... As soon as you'd let me.” He added in a far quieter voice. “I don't think I'll live much longer, anyways.”

Zelda frowned, looking down at the book with a clear melancholy.

"Please, Zel. Do this for me?"

She sighed and nodded. "I will.” She shut the book and stood. “Let's go."

Inside a clearing of thick forest, a large pedestal of stone sat. A golden sword with a hilt of green was laid down on the stone and two blond teenagers stood there, one holding the book, the other holding a knife.

“You’re ready?” Zelda asked, looking over at Link.

He nodded, tightening his grip on the knife in his hand. “Yeah. Yeah, I’m ready. My house is locked up tight with all my stuff inside, and at worst, you’ll come down with some guards and personally make sure everything is put somewhere safe, at best I’ll be back to handle it myself.”

She inhaled shakily. “Yes… Link—You really don’t need to do this. You’re still young.”

“Zel. It’s either this or… I don’t know, but this will let us make sure that no matter what attacks Hyrule, what tries to destroy it, someone will be there to stop it. Forever, I’ll be here to protect our kingdom,” Link insisted. “And the other kingdoms too.”

“But…” she sighed, shaking her head. “Alright. This is your choice… Kneel.”

He moved over to the sword and he knelt down, facing the blade. She stood behind him and held her hand out, her palm pointed to the back of his head.

Her hand began to glow a soft golden light.

She murmured lowly, words falling into a senseless stream that rolled over Link’s mind and ears, filling it like cotton.

She slowly, gradually grew louder, repeating some sentences and others were new. The light grew brighter and wrapped around him and the sword.

[theecholegend]

Legend but he's a prince and knows fencing because that's what medieval princes did

[thelvadams]

favourite games showcased at E3 2024

[kelogsloops]

'The Surrender' releases as a print tomorrow, Thursday Nov 23rd, 12PM (PT) on my store!

This piece was from my solo exhibition a few years back titled, ’Sanctuary’. The theme of the show was centred around states of mental rest and respite. This piece was about envisioning the waves of thoughts that run through your mind: sometimes gentle, but sometimes crashing swells that leave you with no room to breathe or gasp for air. But in knowing that the waves are cyclical and eventually ease, she finds herself surrendering to the motions and trusting that it will be okay. 

NOTE: This gold-foil edition of this print will only be available for 72-hours & will not be available again thereafter.

#brbchasingdreams

[linderosse]

Fable and Legend infuriate each other just as much as they care about each other >:)

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Been wanting to draw this scene for a while!

Note: Legend and Fable are brother and sister in the Wisdomverse AU, since I follow the ALttP sibling theory. Linked Universe has them unrelated, though, and you can read this whichever you way you want— I’m not here to police the fandom :)

And thanks for the suggestions!

(@fithesworddweller, there’s no Ravio in this one, but this is from the scene you referenced so hope you enjoy!)

[mizaruwu]

"Here's the coffee you wanted– ah, guess it was about time you dozed off Mr.- I-don't-need-rest"