#it wouldn't be the first time i dreamt an ask weirdly enough

[thedawningofthehour]

Hi i absolutely love your work. I check daily for updates and i come here to see more of how you build your world. But anyway, is it okay if i make it a legit physical book? Like with binding and a fancy hardcover? Im not planning on reselling it or anything i just want to see it on my bookshelf and get your permission

Of course?!!?!

I'm legitimately just in shock right now. Like, I know there are people in this fandom who do bookbinding as a hobby, I'm just...shocked that you want to do it for mine. Pleasantly shocked, don't get me wrong. It's just...yeah, wow. I'm legitimately honored.

If you feel comfortable coming off anon, I would love to see the end result! I'm assuming you're just talking about doth, at least for now, considering book 2 isn't completed. (and would be a very, very thick book) If you're planning on using any of the fanart for coverart or anything, I didn't draw any of it so just be sure to message the artists and make sure they're cool with it. (I'm sure they would be, but just a courtesy)

Thank you so much, you're my favorite person of the day.

[bottomlessabyssposts]

Okay, hi first off you are absolutely AMAAZING. Second, I read im sorry literally moments ago but, i also noticed you kept it open ended so I was maybe hoping for a fluff ending with prompt 13. But, also maybe an alternate sadder ending. Like maybe he continues to search for her and Zelda grows ever more worried for her dear friend.

Hello ! MY COMEBACK IT SEEMS ? MAKOWOH COMEBACK ERA ??? First of all I am so sorry for disappearing all of a sudden, life has been absolutely weird to me ever since, but my motivation is back, and with more time on my hands ! (for the time being) I also have a new computer, and overall, I'm happy :) I will do everything in my ask box before opening it again !

This can stand as a standalone, but I suggest reading the first part, which can be found here. This is also not the canon ending, but you can count it as one. :)

WARNING : NO WARNING IT'S JUST CUTE

Flowers.

It had been three years.

Three whole years without you. Link spent those years thinking about you, and about you only. Your first birthday was hard, without you. As were special days. Like Christmas.

The Hero, though he refused to be adressed as that, couldn't spend a day without his thoughts going towards you. His heart ached, and this feeling was so familiar to him he was used to it. Weirdly enough, this aching was comforting. It was proof you existed. In a world where no one remembered you, where he was the only one knowing your name and face, this pain was the reminder of your existence. It was his anchor, his way to stay grounded and not float in numbness, trying to forget you.

Oh, and Zelda was so worried about him. She had time mourning you, she did, but Link didn't have this luxury. He closed himself from the world, and the princess couldn't do anything but pray, pray to the Goddess to give him a chance. If only you could appear and pry him out of his misery, his darkness.

Link would die if this continued.

"Link, please come out." Zelda once pleaded, her hands on the closed wooden door. She tried everything she could, as gently as possible.

Her plea went unanswered.

Was there truly nothing she could do for him ? Was she going to lose her friend, like she lost you ? Was the Goddess so cruel ?

The same night, Zelda was visited by a dream. There, she saw you, laying down in an infinite sea of flowers, their white petals framing your body. Your eyes were closed, and the peaceful expression you had made it seem as if you were free of the shackles of your responsabilities. Soon enough, you opened your eyes, and as soon as you did, Zelda also opened them.

The Princess jolted out of her bed, eyes widened and mind racing. This dream had to mean something right ? She wouldn't have dreamt of you otherwise ! Her heart was racing, fueled with hope and desperation, a vicious part of her mind tried to convince her she was only believing in lies, in a meaningless dream brought to her because of her guilt.

But what if it truly did mean something ? She had nothing left to lose.

Zelda, thinking for the entire day, came with multiple conclusions. Either you were to that field of flowers, which could be anywhere, or you could have a link with them. Curse her memory ! She couldn't remember the exact shape of these flowers ! They were white, sure, but so were hundreds of species !

"I need to find Link. Maybe he knows what those are."

And so there she was, once again banging on his door, begging him to open. Except this time, she was getting in, no matter what.

"Listen, Link ! I had a dream the night before, about (Y/N). Please open this door, I need you for this !"

Upon hearing the mention of your name, Link's eyes shone with a new light. Their color, which was dulled by sadness, began to light up slightly, renewed by hope. He weakly opened the door, welcoming the princess in his humble house. And he heard about her dream.

And he knew. He knew he could get you back. This field, he knew where it was, because you went there, on your journey. After all this time, this memory dear to his heart is as fresh as the day. Maybe he didn't remember your voice, or your smell, or your touch, but this day was burned into his mind. And luckily, he had been intelligent enough to take a picture of you. As well as the location.

He was getting you back. No matter what.

The ride to the field of white flowers was quick. But way too long for Link. If he were to be by himself, he probably would've been able to make it in a day, stretch it to two if he encountered monsters. But with Zelda, he had to make sure she was safe. Despite him not wanting to be called a Hero, responsiblity still pulled his heartstrings and he would feel horrible to leave her on her own.

The field was beautiful, as beautiful as when he first came with you. Your presence made it seem ethereal, and the void in his heart seemed to just materialize here. You weren't there.

"What do we do, now ?" He muttered, his eyes worryingly roaming the field, just to spot you.

"Let us pray. It is the only thing we can do."

And praying he did. He prayed until his mind was numb, until his eyes couldn't adjust to the light anymore. Until he couldn't hear those sparkles around him. Goddess, please let me see (Y/N) one more time...

...Sparkles ?

Link opened his eyes as soon as he realized, and was met by another pair of eyes, a beautiful color in which Link felt himself drowning in. He opened his mouth, but his tears were quicker, and he could hear the distant sound of Zelda's sobs.

It was you. You were back. You looked just about the same, your hair being shorter than it was, and your eyes filled with a completely different emotion. This time, it was not sadness that filled you, but relief, and happiness. Link trembled, reaching out to you, praying that you were not another illusion of his mind, playing evilly with his bleeding and hopeful heart. But when his fingers touched your cheek, and your hair, he knew you were here.

He smiled, tears blurring his vision, and he was sure you smiled too.

"I'm back, Link, Zelda."

"Welcome back, (Y/N)." They both said, your name sounding different now that it was not laced with guilt and sorrow. And soon you were hugging them both, as tightly as you could. You came back to them, to Link.

~

Link watched you rambling about whatever thing you had on your mind, apparently about the price of apples going up again. Adoration and fondness filled his gaze, and a smile graced his lips. Suddenly, as if of a flow, words seemed to fall from his mouth.

"I don't think I can be happier."

You glanced at him, tilting your head adorably, and Link could feel his heart swell.

"Why ?"

"Because you're my definition of happiness." He responded, taking your hand in his, and pressing his forehead to it, as you giggled gently.

This, this was pure bliss.