#miphlink fanfiction

[snail-studios]

WM Mipha and Link on a date? :o (idk, I'm just curious to see your take on my AUs ^^;;; you can discard this if you don't like it)

This is set after Needle and Thread, a fic by @only-by-the-stars

Keep in mind that this is really rough...

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Link shifted in his seat, carefully cradling the bouquet of lotuses in his arms. It wouldn't do to squash them before Mipha could see how beautiful they were.

Was this too fancy a gift for a double date? Was this even a good idea? He'd met Impa and Zelda before, and he liked them, but did they like him? Did they approve of him and Mipha's relationship? Did they trust that he was a good boyfriend?

The thought of them hating him made his stomach squirm, and he unintentionally squeezed his fingers tighter around the wrapped stems of the flowers. His grip softened as he looked down at them, warm memories dancing in his mind.

He'd been on a call with Mipha's father, Dorephan earlier in the week, asking about what sort of flowers Mipha liked. He knew she loved violets, but he'd gifted her so many of those over the years, and was eager to try something new.

Dorephan had recommended a florist he knew, which apparently sold a variety of flowers, from fleet lotuses to silent princesses. After looking through the catalogue wihh Dorephan and Sidon, they had decided on ordering an arrangement of different plants. Predominantly lotuses, as they were apparently a favourite of hers.

He still felt somewhat guilty that he didn't know how much she loved them, though he'd tried to ignore that, and instead focused on making sure he'd ordered them for the right time. It wouldn't do to make a dumb mistake like that.

The door to Mipha's room creaked open, and her smiling face peeked out. "Hopefully you don't mind me wearing this out." She murmured, closing the door behind her.

"You-" Link cleared his throat, blinking back tears as he looked over her. She was wearing the sash he'd so painstakingly made for her. Pride in his work swelled in him as he saw how the sparkling fabric draped over her so elegantly, swishing slightly as she walked over to him. "You look beautiful. I'm so glad you like it."

[only-by-the-stars]

Chapters: 35/46 Fandom: The Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild, The Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild/Tears of the Kingdom, The Legend of Zelda & Related Fandoms Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Link/Mipha (Legend of Zelda), Mipha & Prince Sidon Characters: Mipha (Legend of Zelda), Link (Legend of Zelda), Zelda (Legend of Zelda), King Rhoam Bosphoramus Hyrule, King Dorephan, Prince Sidon, Impa (Legend of Zelda), Purah (Legend of Zelda), Robbie (Legend of Zelda), Kass (Legend of Zelda), Hestu (Legend of Zelda), Teba (Legend of Zelda), Yunobo (Legend of Zelda), Riju (Legend of Zelda), Revali (Legend of Zelda), Daruk (Legend of Zelda), Urbosa (Legend of Zelda), Paya (Legend of Zelda), Jerrin (Legend of Zelda) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Retelling, Amnesia, protagonist mipha rights, i'm gonna be taking some liberties here, with various things, this is a story about mipha saving the world and making a lot of friends along the way, Idiots in Love Series: Part 2 of Mipha's Ballad Summary:

One hundred years after the Great Calamity ravaged Hyrule, a Zora awakens on the Great Plateau. Bereft of her memories, she finds herself adrift in a strange land that needs her help, and soon discovers that she is its only hope. Plagued by questions and doubts, she nevertheless commits herself to a role she was never meant to have. [Inspired by/based on the "Mipha's Grace" playable Mipha mod.]

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Chapter thirty-five, in which Mipha battles Master Kohga.

(also please take note of the finalized chapter count! we are in the home stretch here!)

[sokkas-first-fangirl]

Ganon growled and hissed, but he did not shout threats. His bright red fire sparked off her golden chains, and the chains stayed strong. 

Zelda could breathe, she could stand tall. Her legs did not shake, her lungs did not burn. Her vision did not swim and her mind stayed clear. 

Ganon stared at her. His eyes, made of golden fire, were as bright as ever. His body, made entirely of malice and blood-red fire, stank of rot.

“When your Hero arrives,” he finally hissed. “I will tear him apart. I will crush him. He will die screaming and I will make you watch every second. I will hurt you, foolish girl; I will make you regret every second you dared to imagine that you could contain me and my power.”

Beneath all that rage, he almost sounded human.

Safe within her dome of light, her heart and mind clear, Zelda boldly met Ganon’s gaze. Not for the first time, she smiled at him. It infuriated him. She couldn’t resist. 

He wanted her to break. He wanted her to be consumed by terror.

She refused.

*

Zelda continues to hold Ganon at bay. With Nayru's aid, she can finally breathe easily for the first time in decades.

For the first time in so long, Zelda has Ganon well and truly trapped.

[queen-drawing]

Hello guys, here you got more pages, thanks for waiting

OFFSPRING [chapter 1, pages 7 & 8]

original fic by @mikeanthony321

[Page1] https://www.tumblr.com/queen-drawing/743919043401121792/offspring-chapter-1-page-1-cover-english?source=share

[Page2] https://www.tumblr.com/queen-drawing/743919140755144704/offspring-chapter-1-page-2-english-spanish?source=share

[Page3] https://www.tumblr.com/queen-drawing/743919140932304896/offspring-chapter-1-page-3-all?source=share

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[linksbakedapples]

Calling all Miphlinkers!

Enjoy this fluffy fic I wrote for @snail-studios in regards to this post

[cooking-with-hailstones]

A dynamic with a lot of excellent potential that I would love to see explored more:

Pre calamity Miphlink, post calamity zelink

Hear me out:

We know Link and Zelda didn't get along super well pre calamity, and even though they started warming up to each other, it is entirely valid to read their companionship and closeness as being platonic. Meanwhile we know Mipha was in love with Link, and that they were close friends. I really like the idea of them being in love pre calamity. Their families celebrating them, planning on getting engaged after the war with the calamity, stealing moments away while attending to their duties as champions. It's tender, childhood friends to lovers, and a promise of lasting connection between Hylians and Zora.

And then, well, we know what happens next. The fodder for angst is next level.

And then, 100 years later, Link wakes up. The first sound he hears is a familiar, comforting voice. He goes to Zora's domain but he cannot remember this woman that he apparently loved. (More angst! More whump!)

Then after freeing Zelda and defeating the calamity, these two old friends reconnect. Both lost, both out of their own times in a world that moved on without them. They comfort each other through their grief, especially once Link loses the champions abilities and their spirits move on.

And though Zelda had never thought of him romantically before, this new man is someone else. He is not the man that Mipha had fallen in love with. Not the silent soldier who shadowed her. He's her friend, her companion, the one who would go to the ends of the earth for her sake. And little by little, they find out what it is to heal, together, and to grow so close as to be inseparable. They find out what it is to love after so much loss.

Neither relationship is superior, neither is better or worse or denigrated. It's a story of love and loss and finding love again and that love being different and wonderful in its own way. Both are celebrated, and it still adheres to what we have from canon!

Anyways, I like this idea and I like this dynamic and I am manifesting more of this into the universe.

[legofanguy]

Miphlink week 2024 royalty

A Legend of Zelda Hyrule Warriors Age of Calamity fanfiction for @miphlinkweek event Miphlink week 2024 day 2 royalty.

With his marriage to Princess Mipha, Link is now Prince of the Zora Domain, which is a bit overwhelm to Link himself, as it means having to help people with more problems now.

[wanderingshieldmaiden]

A little fic I wrote for Miphlink Week this year! It's angst and comfort, it's idiots in love ~ also seafaring!

[bahbahhh]

currents

the true story of mipha's grace.

NPC POV | Miphlink and Zelink | multichapter | rated T

also on Ao3

As promised in celebration of 500 followers on tumblr: A thematic successor to desire path and thank you for listening in which we are getting zelink from a NPC POV as well as a metaphor through nature. I wanted to give Mipha some love because I often seen (and have done this myself) her placed in a negative or shallow light with respect to Link and Zelda's relationship in botw. I also believe deeply you can love someone completely and not be meant for each other and that is okay. Follows Mipha's diary entries/Champions' Ballad. Suggested listening: What Was I Made For - Billie Eilish thank you to @zeldaelmo for beta reading this <3 you are tremendous!! And a shout out to @mistresslrigtar who took a little sneak peek for me (:

Chapter 1

notes: mipha's diary entries 1-3

They say the Divine Beasts are meant to resemble ancient creatures native to their region of origin. Mipha knows rivers flow all over and the sea is vast, but she’s never seen anything like Vah Ruta. She stands in the company of her father, King Dorephan, and others in various positions of leadership among the Zora in the belly of the ancient machine. They gather in shallow water that surrounds the main terminal, which has remained dormant since the excavation from the lake depths, having a preliminary discussion about pilot nominations. Allegedly, the Princess of Hyrule has been quietly making rounds across the realm, asking for “Champions” to operate the Divine Beast in the prophesied battle against the Calamity. Zora’s Domain is to be her last stop. 

“This is the mighty weapon of the Zora?” Trello, captain of the Zora Knights, asks flatly.

“Capable of drowning legions of enemies and freezing the water in the air into boulders of ice it can hurl like a trident, or so the Sheikah researchers say,” Seggin replies.

“It doesn’t resemble any fish I’ve seen. Jiahto, were you able to locate anything in the texts?” Muzu asks. 

“We once had a hunting group bring back fish with a nose like a sword from the Faron Sea, but this machine’s nose is flexible. There were seals, albeit mammals not fish, that once lined the Akkala island cliffs. Like those found in the Gerudo desert, these had similar tusks and were round in shape, but they balanced on flippers and lacked the ears and proboscis,” the Zora researcher says. “That is what this type of nose is called. Commonly referred to as a trunk.” Jiahto is Mipha’s least favorite member of the newly appointed Royal Council. “Undignified, if you ask me.” 

“I think it’s cute.” Mipha says, gazing up at the carving of the Sheikah eye in the stonework. 

“Cute?” Jiahto balks and then continues,“I heard the Goron’s Divine Beast is shaped like a fire lizard and the Rito’s an eagle. This familiarity will give them an advantage in their mastery, for sure. Our pilot needs to be wise enough to understand the ways of this mysterious creature.”

“I believe it is called an elephant.” Mipha lifts up her finger. 

“How do you know that?” Jiahto’s fin’s fold tight against his scales. Imagine that, someone with knowledge he doesn’t yet possess! 

“I asked the Sheikah.” Mipha shrugs. 

“It is cute,” her father agrees. He flashes a big black eye down at her and she smiles. Jiahto is also his least favorite member of the Council.

Muzu speaks up,“Just because it is unfamiliar, doesn’t not mean it is impractical. I’m sure our fins and gills are very curious to Hylians, too. And yet, look who they call upon when there is trouble in the waters?”

“And they will call upon us again. Very soon.” Her father looks over his shoulder through the openings in Vah Ruta’s walls. “According to the Sheikah, the Divine Beasts require someone worthy enough to control them. So while we might make our selection, I believe the Divine Beast will make the final determination.”

They begin to discuss among themselves. Jiahto favors a wise choice, and offers himself. Trello, a strong choice, and recommends one of his knights. Seggin, seconds it should be a knight, but recommends a different Zora. Muzu wonders if they should conduct trials for nominees to prove their worth. Dento, another Council member and a blacksmith, seems content to listen and occasionally grunts disapprovingly to stir up more debate. 

Her father has drifted away from them quietly, a feat seemingly impossible for someone so large and yet, he goes unnoticed toward the terminal, with his eyes still fixed on the Domain. Mipha moves to join him. 

“I fear the arrival of the Princess will bring tremendous danger to our home,” he says quietly.

Mipha sets her hand on his arm. It pains her to see him worried, but this is not a wound she can heal. It is the price of Kingship. “Father, if the prophecy of Calamity Ganon’s return is really coming true, could she also be seen as a symbol of hope? That she brings not danger, but a solution?”

Her father finally pulls his gaze away from the Domain and smiles at her. “You have grown into a wise Zora, my daughter. Seggin also tells me you are quite ferocious with that Lightscale trident. You will be a powerful, sensible, and beloved leader for our people one day.” 

Mipha squeezes her father’s arm, pride swirling in her chest, and steps back toward the terminal. There is a sudden shutter through the Divine Beast, a song of churning gears echoing through the chambers. The terminal blinks to life, a cool, inviting blue spreading across the intricate carvings. Mipha feels the machine’s eye on her somehow, like the spotlight of the moon, and it is the most seen she has ever felt in her entire life. It doesn’t feel like a choice, like favor. It feels like destiny. All at once, the secrets of Vah Ruta wash over her. She knows how to raise the trunk to bring the rain, how to blast beams of ice from the tusks, how to aim a mighty beam of burning light straight across Hyrule. If she were to lift her feet now, she is sure Vah Ruta would walk with her. All of this becomes her, like it’s been there all along, in a single pulse of blue light into the next. 

“Me?” Mipha whispers, bringing her hand up to trace the silver across her chest. 

“Absolutely not!” Muzu lunges forward and pulls Mipha back by the shoulders. Seggin is there too, with his weapon brandished, like the terminal might sprout hands and attempt to grab her. Dento and Trello jump in front of her, making a shield with the bodies. Even Jiahto is there, so agitated by the terminal's sudden glow, that his normally blue scales look purple.

“But-” Mipha starts, trying to find the words to describe to them what just happened, but Seggin cuts her off.

“It will pick someone else,” he commands loudly toward the terminal, his voice echoing off the walls.

“You are meant to be a healer!” says Dento.

“A leader!” says Trello.

“But maybe I can-” Mipha tries to pull her arms free from Muzu’s hold, but his hands are ironclad against her scales. Her father stands before her horrified, the spines of his fins flared, eyes wide on the terminal. She can see a strange conflict ripple across his face. He says something in old Zora, so low and guttural that she feels it vibrate the metal beneath her feet. She doesn’t know what he says and the terminal doesn’t answer. It just glows. She hears Muzu gasp. 

Her father waves his hand and the council starts to corral her back away toward the exit.

“Father, please, I can help if you just–”

“Danger is coming to Zora’s Domain. We need you here, Mipha. Your duty is with your people,” her father says. “It will pick someone else.” 

Behind him, the terminal blinks once and then dims. 

…

“But aren’t all Zora strong swimmers?”

Mipha looks down at her younger brother, his eyes crinkled up at her with an eagerness she finds most delightful, and takes a deep breath to prepare herself for the lengthy, repetitive explanation it often demands. Only eight springs have passed since he hatched, and although he is strong, he is still too young to join his peers in the Dive. Mipha offered to advise him individually in effort to evade more interrogations from the Council about what occurred on Vah Ruta the day prior and now finds herself standing on the banks of Ruto Lake just after dawn, teaching him the ways of the water which are best learnt after at least noon. 

But Sidon is excited and thankfully no longer crying, and very ready, so here they are. 

“Yes. But being a strong swimmer does not guarantee safety. Water is indefinitely wild. Misleading. Dangerous when it wants to be. To be a Zora is to know all the secret languages of water.” 

Sidon sticks out his chin. His tailfin, which hangs the length of him off the back of his head and folds on the ground behind his feet, sags with disappointment. “O-kay.”

Mipha pats his shoulder gently. She isn’t so far removed from her own Dive and those innocent years prior not to remember how he is feeling. The agony of waiting. The constant yearning to be bigger without comprehending what you are asking for. What you are wishing away. “You are a strong swimmer. And you will be a smart one, too. The very smartest once you know how to identify the different currents: undertows, rip currents, riptides–”  

“There are different currents?” Sidon interrupts.

Mipha shakes her head. “Yes. Depending on what kind of water you are in – a river, a lake, a bay – what time of day, the status of the tide.”

“But does it really matter if you are a strong enough swimmer?” Sidon tilts his head so dramatically that the black feather on his headpiece nearly touches the ground.

“See these tiny waves here?” She points down to her feet as a small rush of clear water washes over her toes. Her fins flex against the chill. “No matter how big or how small, the water pushed by a wave needs a way of traveling back out to the larger body of water. In this case, the lake. A rip current isn’t part of the waves lifespan like an undertow is–”

“Wait, they aren’t the same thing?” Sidon gasps.

“A rip current doesn’t pull you under, it will pull you out. A rip current is created when the water a wave pushes up onto shore finds a fast opening back out. Usually a beak in the sandbar floor. This creates a narrow path of very strong water and will pull even the strongest of swimmers away from the shore. It is especially dangerous near open water like the sea, but they can occur in any body of water with breaking waves. If you are Zora, you know how to spot and beat the rip current.”

“Beat the rip current?” Sidon makes a fist and pumps it excitedly.  “How do I do that?” 

“In time, in time.” Mipha wipes the sleep from her eyes and suppresses a yawn. “First you need to learn to spot it.”

“So what’s an undertow, then?” 

“Think about when we’ve been bodysurfing in Necluda. That feeling when the wave sort of pulls you right up under the crest of it? Right before you catch and can ride it all the way up onto the beach? An undertow is the pull of a wave right before it crashes down.”

Sidon fans his arms out like he’s flying or floating. “It’s so fun!”

Mipha sets her hands on his and eases them back down to his sides. “Yes, surfing is. It is important to know how you are having that fun, though. And what to do if the waves and that undertow grow too strong.”

Sidon nods and sets his brows low. He does this when he’s ‘thinking extra hard’. It always makes Mipha smile.

“What about a riptide?” 

For some reason, Mipha’s eyes turn upward. The moon is pale against the bright morning sky, on its way down to the horizon where it will sleep and rise again with dusk. Her eyes land on the southern wall of the reservoir where just beyond, Vah Ruta stands dormant in the center of the lake. “A riptide, well, a riptide is similar to a rip current because they can pull you out from the shore, but a riptide is much stronger and fixed.” Mipha glances up. “Riptides are connected to the tide. To the moon. Whereas rip currents are created, can pop up and disappear...riptides just are.”

“Like the ten-year storm?” Sidon asks.

Mipha smiles. “Just like that.”

…

Like clockwork– like it’s written in the very stars that shine over Zora’s Domain itself, dating back to time immemorial even to the mighty Zora, the Lanayru Region has been plagued by torrential rainfall in the wet season once every ten years. 

It’s funny, to say there is anything other than a wet season for a province completely surrounded by and defined by water, but everything from the flora to the fauna know this rhythm and pay due respect. For despite its necessity to every living thing in all of Hyrule, an overabundance of water will mercilessly and swiftly drown anything that underestimates it. Even the Zora. 

Thankfully, flooding hasn’t been a problem for the Zora since long before Mipha’s great-grandfather’s grandfather was even born. The reservoir, marking the ancient intersection of Zora architecture and Hylian engineering, contains the most destructive torrents when the heavy rains come. The waters around the Domain still swell though, and the gentle river named for Mipha’s people whips like a powerful tailfin across Hyrule. It replenishes every shallow stream, every thirsty lake and pond and marsh along the way, even reinforcing the protective gully around Hyrule Castle itself with enough water to sustain life for the next decade. 

Muzu says the Zora River is the vein that connects Hyrule’s heart and brain. He’s never clarified which is which, so Mipha likes to imagine her people are the heart of Hyrule.

That means that when waves that started around her feet finally crash against the stone walls that cradle Hyrule Castle, Link hears the echoes from inside the knight's quarters there, and it sounds just like her heart beating.

The distant struggle of her people during these storms is memorialized by the stone monuments that surround her home. It is the duty of a Zora King to recast the tablets during their reign, adding new wisdom in reflection and relevant current events to the chronicle. The monuments of the past kings are transferred to the waters under the Domain and set into the crystal pillars with luminous stone. Muzu says this is why the Zora live longer than any people in Hyrule. Not only do they record events, but they learn from the past, bear witness to how it is retold, and use that wisdom to literally reinforce the framework of dominium they call home.

The significance of the Dive ceremony is twofold. The first involves a collective review of the old monuments under Zora’s Domain. Every Zora swims as deep as they can – no one has ever claimed to find the bottom. A millennium or so ago, it is said Zora from the Lanayru Sea, the same group her father’s family came from, traveled to the Domain and a Zora almost as massive as her father now, with teeth like a saw blade, dove into the darkness, not emerging again for over ninety minutes, and still could not find the bottom. 

Secondly, it is a significant milestone for the youngest Zora who dive from the East Reservoir Lake into the waters surrounding the Domain to formally join the community.  Only after the fall, when they’ve chosen the water and not the sky, are they said to be blessed with the long life of the Hyrule Zora.

Mipha remembers fondly when she completed the Dive. A Zora isn’t eligible to make the Dive until their fins are fully matured. She’s given up trying to understand how Hylians age. Something about candles and sugar bread makes them taller and stronger. For the Zora, it takes wet seasons, sometimes five, sometimes fifteen. The ten-year storm always comes when it's meant to. Clockwork, stars and all that.

But what else felt written in the stars that day, along with the rain that fell from the sky in sheets (she’d overheard Seggin say it was pissing rain that storm in particular), was it was also the day she met Link. The Zora aren’t secretive when it comes to their traditions. Their history is literally written in stone for any traveler to study. The terrain surrounding the Domain just creates a natural barrier, like the volcanic mountain that surrounds the rock-people’s city to the north or the miles of shadeless desert around the Gerudo to the south. Most travelers prefer easier paths. 

Nevertheless, Mipha’s father’s father began sending out official invitations to witness the Dive to each region leader every ten years. For a long time, no one came. The journey for the Gerudo is long and dangerous especially when you account for the fact the request requires them to travel in weather they are unaccustomed to. The weather also keeps the Rito away and the Sheikah prefer to remain hidden despite rumors the Hylian King took a Sheikah advisor shortly after the royal Princess was born. The Goron are happy to stay on their mountain, but always send their signature “rock roast” with well-wishes for strength. The Hylians in the outskirts of the Central Hyrule, those that cling to the warm waters in Faron or line the cliffs facing the Necluda sea with giant windmills rarely stray from the main roads that all lead to Hyrule center, especially with the recent rumors of the monster populations increasing. 

So it came as a bit of a surprise when a modest-sized group of them from Akkala, albeit the majority soldiers from the citadel there, appeared on the Great Zora Bridge, soaking wet and eager for shelter and good company. Their newly appointed captain, a fisherman turned soldier, had intercepted the invitation on route to the newly founded Ancient Technology Laboratory and couldn’t pass up the opportunity to share his admiration for the Zora with his regiment. He claimed to have interacted with many during his years at sea and credited one group in particular with saving his life when his ship capsized during a storm.

Mipha’s father was ecstatic to share her Dive with the Hylians. He expanded the feast, opened the dry guest chambers, and personally escorted the Hylians up the mountainside, stopping to read each stone monument to them and answer any curious questions. From what Mipha recalls, there weren't many, but she was also distracted by the captain’s profoundly energetic four-year-old son. She didn’t even know his name, a detail somehow lost amongst the bustle of adults enjoying deep conversation and the constant pattering of rain. She resorted to calling him ‘little boy!’ and was so busy keeping him from slipping off the cliffs or irritating a hidden, otherwise non-hostile octorock, that she almost forgot what they were climbing for until they were at the top and her people were waiting. 

As she looked over the edge of the reservoir and gazed upon the dark and distant waters below, she was overcome with the feeling this was more than just a flying leap. She knew what to expect – the sensation of her stomach floating in her belly, her eyes becoming so wind-whipped that she teared up, the rush of cool air across her fins when she finally hit the water, but for Mipha, daughter of the King Zora, the late Queen’s living shadow, with fins fitted for nobility and braced for elegance, the ceremonial Dive was more than formally joining her community. It was the abandonment of her juvenility. A mysterious transformation that never made much sense to her, as if by some ancient magic sparked by the speed of her fall and the embrace of her Domain, she would emerge from the waters and be suddenly mature. Responsible. Boring. 

“Little girl?”

Mipha turned and spotted the Hylian boy, blond hair slick against his pale skin, his eyes so prominent on his face that she was able to see they shined bluer than the  sapphires on her newly placed silver gorget.

“I’m not a little girl,” Mipha corrected him. “If you were paying attention instead of trying pester that poor octorock, you would have heard completing this Dive means I’m an adult.”

The Hylian scrunched up his face and moved his hands in front of him intentionally. 

Mipha frowned. He sighed and cleared his throat a few times, as if suddenly unable to find his voice in his throat. 

“Oh, do you speak with your hands?” Mipha asked. 

The boy shook his head eagerly. 

“And sometimes you speak out loud?”

The boy gestured in a way that implied that was correct. 

Mipha softened a little. “I'm afraid I don’t know too much, I only just started my study on foreign languages as a part of my training, but…” She signed the letter slowly and spoke. “M-I-P-H-A.”

The boy’s face lit up. He looked up at her with those sapphire eyes, big and round and filled with wonder, like she had used magic to heal a hidden wound. “L-I-N-K.”

“Link?”

“Yes.” He found his voice and laughed. 

“Right, well, it’s nice to meet you, Link.” She felt her cheeks fill with warmth and was thankful for the camouflage of her crimson scales. “So no more of this little girl or little boy business!”

He tilted his head curiously. 

“You really weren’t paying attention were you. The Dive, becoming an adult, all of that?”

Link shook head disbelievingly and lifted his eyebrows. 

“I will be,” Mipha insisted with her hands on her hips.

He waved his hands about himself flippantly, implying ‘me too, eventually’.

“You are still very much a kid, I am afraid to say.” Mipha said.

Link suddenly took a step closer and used his hand to measure their heights. She was a good half a foot taller than him at least. He peered past her over the edge of the cliffs and then back at the adults–Hylian and Zora alike, lost in their chatter. 

“Will you still look like a kid? When it’s done?” He asked. 

Although magic was known by the Zora, the manipulation of water by some, healing art by others, there was no natural sorcery that could age the body rapidly. Everyone she’d ever seen complete the Dive looked the same after. “Yes, I think so.”

“So what changes?”

Mipha thought for a moment, wringing her hands together, not wanting to speak out loud her fears of maturity and duty. “I suppose nothing.”

“Okay, so you’ll come play with me some more when you are finished? Please?”

His father came then and fetched him back to observe. And her father was there with Muzu and Seggin and the other Elders, giving a speech about tradition and honor and ceremony. He spoke at length about his daughter, a Princess, and his hope for her path, the promise of her stature, but when Mipha leapt forward off the side of the cliff, all she could think about racing Link around the home sculpture, skipping rocks across the Bank of Wishes, and learning as much as she could about Hylian sign language. 

And when she finally emerged from the waters, that’s exactly what she did.

…

“But which one is the most dangerous, sister?” Sidon tugs at her pectoral fin, pulling Mipha from her thoughts. 

“I’m sorry,” Mipha says, shaking her head. “I was adrift in thought. What now?”

“A riptide, a rip current, or an undertow. Which is most dangerous?”

“If you can’t recognize when you’ve been caught in one, they are all, my dear Sidon,” Mipha says, her eyes drifting back toward the reservoir. Years have passed since that day. And while the friendship that grew from their first meeting allowed Mipha to hold onto her adolescence a little longer, she and Link had indeed grown up. Seven of his Hylian years were spent primarily in her Domain, and during them, they both grew taller, his voice (when he used it) became deeper, and their days filled with less play and more training for war. The Calamity prophecy came from the west followed shortly by a call to arms from the Hylian King. Link was a tremendous swordsman, so it came as no surprise when his father was summoned from Akkala to the castle, Link left as well. 

They wrote letters for many years. Mostly, Link lamented about the poor quality of food, longing for slices of raw salmon and blue crab legs and dried seaweed with salt. He mentioned there was talk about making him a soldier and then sometime later, rumors he was being considered for the Royal Guard after he returned from the hostile Great Hyrule Forest unscathed and wielding a sword with a blade like moonlight. But he also reminisced about their time together freely, how she taught him how to swim and he taught her how to parry and the time he tried to jump off the reservoir and broke both his legs. Mipha had fetched him from the water, healed him, and refused to speak to him for a week. 

He also said even though it is not permitted, if they make him a Royal Guard, he’ll still wear her earrings. She never found out how that fared. He hasn’t returned her letters in a year. 

“Mipha?” Sidon slips his little hand into hers.

“Sorry, sorry, what was the question again?” Mipha shakes her head. The silver charms that adore her fins jingle like bells. 

“Someone’s coming,” he says.

“What?” Mipha looks over her shoulder. Above them, halfway across Luto's Crossing, is a lone horseman decorated with the colors of the Hylian Royal Family. And although she hasn't seen him in five years, she knows she could recognize his silhouette even if it had been a hundred. For a moment, she forgets about what happened inside Divine Beast Ruta. She forgets about the Council and duty and destiny. 

She cups her mouth with her trembling hands and shouts: “Link!”

The horseman stops. His face finds the sunlight. His jawline is sharper and his skin is tan, but his eyes still shine like sapphires. He lifts his hand up above his head and signs her name. 

Mipha takes off running.

[bookwyrmonastring]

The miphzelink fic I am working on!

Hand In Hand, We Can Save This Land is a fic where mipha has feelings for zelda as well as link. It is also zelink. The fic will start pre-calamity as our protagonists meet each other and fall in love. It's what I like to call a "wall-e romance", where there is plot given lots of focus, but romance is the driving force of the story. It's maybe like, 60-65% romance, give or take. I don't want to spoil anything, but mipha will not die during the calamity, link will not lose his memories, and the fic will have a happy ending.

Other fun stuff includes:

Purah/mineru (wlw in stem we love to see it)

Link likes to cook

Transfem zelda

Zelda tries to make a thunder helm for her gf

Mentions of Yunbo

The fic's name is a lyric from Prometheus Unbound from Chrono Trigger: The Musical

The name can be shortened to: Hand in hand, HiH, or hihwcstl

Sidon

Tulin

Magic Hrt

Link wearing skirts and dresses

[moserart]

Ch. 5: Spirit's Eve - Sketch and Final

What was supposed to be teasing/bullying from Cawlin turned out to be a new plan for a Spirit's Eve costume! Dressing line each other for Spirit's Eve was a perfect idea, and Link's mom, Uli, was more than happy to put everything together for them!

This was one of the final art pieces I actually did, since I was burnt out and had no ideas how to make it unique. I decided to make an attempt at emulating my friend @snail-studios art style. Not quite exact, but it was fun to give my best shot at it!

[only-by-the-stars]

Chapters: 38/46 Fandom: The Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild, The Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild/Tears of the Kingdom, The Legend of Zelda & Related Fandoms Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Link/Mipha (Legend of Zelda), Mipha & Prince Sidon Characters: Mipha (Legend of Zelda), Link (Legend of Zelda), Zelda (Legend of Zelda), King Rhoam Bosphoramus Hyrule, King Dorephan, Prince Sidon, Impa (Legend of Zelda), Purah (Legend of Zelda), Robbie (Legend of Zelda), Kass (Legend of Zelda), Hestu (Legend of Zelda), Teba (Legend of Zelda), Yunobo (Legend of Zelda), Riju (Legend of Zelda), Revali (Legend of Zelda), Daruk (Legend of Zelda), Urbosa (Legend of Zelda), Paya (Legend of Zelda), Jerrin (Legend of Zelda) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Retelling, Amnesia, protagonist mipha rights, i'm gonna be taking some liberties here, with various things, this is a story about mipha saving the world and making a lot of friends along the way, Idiots in Love Series: Part 2 of Mipha's Ballad Summary:

One hundred years after the Great Calamity ravaged Hyrule, a Zora awakens on the Great Plateau. Bereft of her memories, she finds herself adrift in a strange land that needs her help, and soon discovers that she is its only hope. Plagued by questions and doubts, she nevertheless commits herself to a role she was never meant to have. [Inspired by/based on the "Mipha's Grace" playable Mipha mod.]

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Chapter 38, in which Mipha and Riju continue their exploration of Vah Naboris and Mipha learns secrets about Gerudo Town...

[sokkas-first-fangirl]

Her bright green eyes went straight to Link and she smiled.

“Lady Riju,” Buliara said, walking to the foot of the throne and bowing with a fist on her heart and one on her stomach. “I bring the visitors.”

“So I see,” Lady Riju said with a small laugh. As Buliara took her place at the Chief’s side, Lady Riju inspected them curiously. Her eyes, outlined with black and gold, zeroed in on Link once more. “I believe you proved yourself to my guards with time magic?” She sounded expectant.

Link raised his hand and the Triforce of Courage flickered to life. Its power engulfed the room, slowing everything and everyone in it, almost to a standstill. As Fi blazed in response, Lady Riju lit up like fireworks. Even in slow motion, Link could see the delight in her eyes.

Despite her forced slowness, Lady Riju stood and began to make her way across the room to them, grinning from ear to ear, seemingly unbothered by how slowly she was forced to move.

Link lowered his hand and time returned to normal. Every guard was staring and muttering to each other in their native language. Buliara hastened to follow her Chief.

Lady Riju, now that time was normal, picked up the pace, not quite running to them, but close. She stopped just in front of Link, tossed back her head and laughed.

Her laugh sounded like Urbosa’s.

“Well, finally!” Lady Riju cried. She took Link’s hand as if they’d known each other for ages, her gaze and smile equally intense. “We’ve been waiting for ages, Your Highness.”

*

The Brigade has entered Gerudo Town, and they finally come face to face with their young Chief, Lady Riju. Together, the come up with a plan to retrieve the stolen Thunder Helm.

Meanwhile, Yuki and Barta receive aid from a surprising source.

[queen-drawing]

Here i got more sketches and concept art for the comic adaptation of offpring (fanfic) that im working on, the original fanfic is not mine, it was made by @mikeanthony321 go and read it

[clockwise-works]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: The Legend of Zelda & Related Fandoms, The Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild/Tears of the Kingdom, Hyrule Warriors: Age of Calamity (Video Game) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Link/Mipha (Legend of Zelda) Characters: Link (Legend of Zelda), Revali (Legend of Zelda), Yunobo (Legend of Zelda), Riju (Legend of Zelda), Tulin (Legend of Zelda), Pipit (Legend of Zelda), Karane (Legend of Zelda), Mipha (Legend of Zelda), Sidon (Legend of Zelda), Aryll (Legend of Zelda) Additional Tags: mentioned Bazz, mentioned Groose - Freeform, mentioned Purah - Freeform, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - High School, Idiots in Love, Fluff, Mutual Pining, background Pipit/Karane (barely there tbh), Poesfest Eve is Their Halloween, mentioned Gaddison, Link (Legend of Zelda) Is an Idiot, Link (Legend of Zelda) Has Self-Esteem Issues Summary:

It's Poesfest Eve, a day where all the children of Hyrule get to dress up in costumes and run from door to door, collecting as much candy as possible! This year, Link must accompany Aryll trick or treating, but a seemingly uneventful evening takes a turn when a particular Zora and her younger brother arrive on their doorstep.

Live footage of me when uploading this.