#zelda reed

[willowbranches]

more pages from my zine "utopia del delore I: fermentatio" by zelda reed. first of three in the whole suite

based on my own experiences working through the alchemical process during my sun return. all of the poetry was written when i was a young addict in love, and the relationship to these poems and words breakdown and reform as the process and series continues. materials used include lighting gels, found printed matter, and my blood

was inspired by the many beautiful zines i see on here and thought i would share mine

orders for shipping always open in my dms :)

[dramaticwithoutgender]

I love the Hello From The Hallowoods character wikis. I like seeing what people have put down as their gender.

Look at this. Quality fandom content

[daman19942]

Checking in on the ladies at the Reed Street Row Houses, where Zelda can't cook a toaster pastry, the dormies can't stay awake, and Carmelo and Tina can't keep their hands off each other.

[yeehawpartner131]

Hi I'm Lyler but you can call me whatever you like

I'm 18 and I use any pronouns

I love Zelda, Weezer, Detroit: Become Human, and Interstellar! ^_^

My current hyperfixations are Gavin Reed and DBH >_<

yeehawpartner131 on all socials :)

[reddstardust]

HFTH sketches PT 1/?

Can you guess who my favorite character is? 🤭

♡reblogs are very appreciated♡

🚫DON'T REPOST MY ART WITHOUT PERMISSION/CREDIT🚫

[technicallyeldritch]

i recognize that hfth would be significantly worse narratively without solomon reed but i also wish zelda had hit him with her truck

[thewoodslegacy]

Previous | Next | Beginning

Kristopher: Okay, we are all here what is the big news?

Zelda: Well... We kinda got married three months ago and didn’t tell anyone

Rina: ...

Rowan: ...

Hazel: ...

Kristopher: uhhhh

Rose: HAHA! Ren, Reed pay up!

Reed: [sighs]

Ren: REALLY!?

[werehale]

Part 1

[bassoonacedreeds]

Zelda x Double Reed designs have launched!

Much like Link needs the Master Sword for all his epic quests, everyone knows the path to being a great double reed player starts with a good reed. Bassoon and oboe merchandise featuring this famous quote from the Zelda series is available on my Redbubble now!

Plus, my Super Mario oboe reed power-up set has arrived! Which item is your favorite?

[willowbranches]

centerfold from my zine "utopia del delore I: fermentatio" by zelda reed. first of three in the whole suite

based on my own experiences working through the alchemical process during my sun return. all of the poetry was written when i was a young addict in love. materials used include lighting gels, found printed matter, and my blood

thinking i should post more of this here. orders for shipping always open in my dms

[howdidiendupshippingthispoll]

Round 1, Bracket 1, Side B, First poll

Zelda and Link [Zelink], Legend of Zelda vs Gavin Reed and RK900 [900Reed], Detroit Become Human

[lorientours]

One more violin song, Zelda thought, and I may kill this man. She had already thought about it, of course. …We all have our place, she thought, and apparently mine is strung up in the basement of this musical maniac, who likes to play violin at all hours of the night.

Keep it down, will you?” Zelda shouted.

“It’s gotta be two in the morning.” She said. “Can you let the poor violin rest?”

Shoutout to “I shot my husband” Zelda Ducksworth.

[daman19942]

I move the ladies - Tina Perry, Zelda Washington, and Jane LeTourneau - into the Reed Street Row Houses, where Exerna Knockaert was already living, and the group has an eventful first couple of days...

Dormie death note: the lot functions like a dorm, but there is no cook because each house has its own kitchen. So Nouniprotect sometimes claims a few victims. They will try and cook for them more frequently.

[hellofromthehallowoods]

Happy Mother’s Day! We’ve got some wonderful moms in the show including…

Mrs. Reed absolutely not

Mrs. Wicker nope nope nope

Zora Martin uhhh complicated

Irene Mend not remotely

Dinah the chef???

Olivier’s parents welp

Grandmother Briar wanna bet

Is there a Mrs. Botulus

Indrid Buckley hell no

Shelby’s parents RIP

Valerie Maidstone uh hmm 🎸

Zelda Duckworth 🦩

Mrs. McGowan 👤

[skyward-floored]

I wrote a little something with swamp Link... this was mostly an exercise to try and figure out his and Zelda’s characters a little more, and though I miiiiiight change a few things, I like how this turned out so I’m sharing it 👍 please enjoy the sillies

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Zelda’s heart pounded as she ran across peaty grass and mud, dodging hanging moss and tall reeds.

Her foot abruptly sank into a deeper spot of mud, and Zelda yelped, pulling at her boot and soaking her skirts in muck in the process. The mud refused to give up her shoe no matter how hard she pulled, and when she heard an excited snarl, Zelda tore her foot free of it and kept running in her sock, her foot immediately soaked.

She felt like an idiot.

Why had she decided slipping away from her entourage for a few minutes would be okay? She’d just wanted a few minutes to herself, and gotten so absorbed in sketching a lovely pond she’d come across that she hadn’t seen the monsters until they were nearly upon her.

Now she was bolting through a swamp with no idea where she was going being chased by at least three bokoblins—

A root caught her foot and Zelda cried out as she fell, landing on the peaty ground with a squelch. She heard the monsters approaching, much too close for comfort, and twisted around, scrambling back against the trunk of a tree.

There was water on either side of her, greenish with all sorts of plants growing on and in it, dark and murky in other places. She’d inadvertently cornered herself, and Zelda could only watch as the monsters crept closer, slobbering grins on their faces.

The biggest one was only a few feet away now, and Zelda swallowed, heart beating like a drum as she braced herself against the tree. She would go down kicking at least.

Something made a strange noise, and Zelda glanced beside her, spotting a few bubbles rippling in the water below.

The fear already in her throat tightened even further, and Zelda looked frantically between the pond and the monsters stalking her, sure that something even worse was about to come from the water.

I shouldn’t have slipped away!

A shadow burst from the pond beside her with a tremendous splash, and Zelda shrieked, covering her head.

But instead of leaping on her like she thought it would, it rammed into one of the monsters, yelling wildly while doing so.

The bokoblin snarled and fought back, but the figure pulled out a dagger and began swiping and stabbing with it, purplish monster blood spraying through the air. The fight was hard to follow, all four combatants moving fast, and Zelda remained frozen at the base of the tree as a monster howled.

The strange figure easily took on the three monsters at once, stabbing and slashing and yelling all the while. It killed one and quickly moved on to the other two, fighting with a mix of hand-to-hand and the dagger that flashed silver in the dappled sunlight.

Zelda squinted. Wait... is that a..?

It was a mere matter of moments before all the monsters were dead, and the figure dusted its hands (hands! She was right! It was a Hylian!) off, replacing the dagger at its hip.

He, Zelda now saw, turned towards her and Zelda stared.

He was coated in an awful lot of grime, but he was Hylian, Zelda was almost totally sure. He even seemed to be about her age, though not very tall, and again, covered in muck. Long blondish hair hung loose and fell halfway in his face, still dripping from his abrupt exit from the pond.

And though he was covered in mud and plants and blood both monster and human, Zelda made out two grey-green eyes through it all, and a somewhat curious look.

He stepped closer to her, and Zelda stiffened. He had protected her from those monsters, but still. She was alone in a swamp with an armed and messy stranger, one who had just proven he could easily overpower multiple assailants.

But all he did was extend a hand towards her, a grin on his face.

“Those monsters are getting worse, huh? Well you don’t need to worry about them anymore,” he said cheerfully, quickly swiping some blood off his arm. “You okay?”

His voice was quiet, and had a lyrical quality to it, one Zelda hadn’t been expecting, and she gaped at him while her brain processed the words and the strange swamp man in front of her. It didn’t help things when she also noticed he wasn’t wearing anytging resembling a shirt, and Zelda’s face went pink.

Then she remembered he’d asked her a question.

“Oh, I-I’m,” Zelda squeaked, then drew in a shaking breath, trying to reign in her pounding heart. That had been way too close. “Y-yes. I’m... I’m okay. Are you?”

“Oh yeah, this is nothing,” the teenager shrugged, looking at the scratch on his arm. “I’ve had worse.”

Zelda didn’t doubt that.

She hesitantly took his offered hand, slimy and wet as it looked, but her gloves did a good job of blocking that. His grip was firm but gentle as he helped her up, and Zelda cleared her throat as she released his hand. Her face felt hot, but she would blame that on the adrenaline from her chase and certainly not anything else.

“I’m sorry if I disturbed you,” she apologized, dropping a quick curtsy. It wasn’t too shaky, which she counted as a success, though the swamp man tilted his head at the gesture, looking a bit confused.

“Nah, not really,” he shrugged. “I was on the lookout for monsters anyway, you led them right to me. Made the perfect ambush!” he grinned. “I should be thanking you.”

“Oh, well... you’re welcome?” Zelda offered, and somehow the teenager’s grin widened.

He leaned against the tree Zelda had been cowering beside, stretching his arms and tilting his head to the side until his neck cracked. Zelda took the opportunity to shake some of the muck off her dress, glad that at least it was one of her traveling ones and a little less delicate than some she owned. There’ll still be a fit when I return looking like this though.

“So what brings a fancy lady like you to the Great Zoran Swamp?” he asked, scanning her dress as she messed with it. “I’ve never seen anyone like you here before. Only visitors we really get are traders, convicts, or freaks, and you don’t look like any of those.”

Zelda found herself blushing again as he studied her, and she fiddled with her gloves.

“I’m looking for a temple,” Zelda admitted, picking at a torn thread on her glove. “The temple of Farore?”

He hummed consideringly, and Zelda swallowed. She hadn’t really planned on telling a complete stranger anything, but it wasn’t like it would do much harm giving him that. Plus if he’d wanted to hurt me, he’s had plenty opportunity to do so, and hasn’t.

She continued. “I was heading there to pray when... well. I wandered a bit away from my guides, just for a little while, and then those monsters showed up, and I ran...”

“And you got lost,” he finished for her with a smile. It was a nice smile, even despite the handful of green flecks she noticed stuck between some teeth. “Easy to do in the swamp if you don’t know it. Or if you do. It’s confusing. You’re lucky you didn’t go east, I found a nest of violet ropes that way.”

“Violet what?” Zelda asked, and the muck-coated teenager grimaced.

“Violet ropes. Venomous snakes. A bite from them can easily kill you if you’re not careful. Luckily they’re bright purple so you’d probably see them,” he said with a smile. “So long as you didn’t confuse them with any orchids. Anyway, we should get you back to your guides. No fancy ladies should be wandering in the swamp alone. Which way’s your group?”

Zelda looked around. “Ah... I’m afraid I have no idea.”

He tapped a finger to his chin. “Right. Lost. Uh... well I can get you to your temple,” he offered. “There’s a lot of ruins around but I think I know the one you mean. Can you swim?”

Zelda balked, then looked down at her dress. “I... don’t think I’m very well-equipped for swimming at the moment.”

“Okay, long way it is. Hope you like frogs!”

“I’ve always liked sketching them?” Zelda said hesitantly, and for some reason he laughed.

“Well just don’t touch any unless I tell you you can. C’mon!” he said, and grabbed her hand, tugging her along the marshy ground.

“Whoa wait!” Zelda said, planting her feet into the grass, mud chilling her bootless foot. The teenager stopped and looked back at her, tilting his head. “I... um. Could we pick up my shoe on the way?”

He blinked at her, looking at her socked foot, then down at his own feet, which merely had some kind of thick fabric wrapped around them.

Then he abruptly dropped her hand and walked away, staring at the ground.

Zelda stared, wanting to call after him, but not sure if she should. Was he... leaving? Had she offended him? Was the word shoe offensive? Or maybe the fact that Zelda had only one of them on? Or maybe she’d insulted him since he only sort of had shoes, and she did?

He’d disappeared from view, and Zelda stood uncertainly, listening to a bird cry somewhere in the distance.

Had she really chased away her guide by simply worrying about her shoe?

“Here.”

Zelda shrieked, whirling around to see the swamp man had somehow circled around behind her. There was a grin on his face, and he had a triumphant glint in his eyes as he held something out to her.

Her lost boot.

“Shoe,” he said, and stood rather close as he held it out to her. “No detour needed.”

“O-oh, thank you,” Zelda spluttered, hurriedly taking it and shoving it on her foot. He kept smiling at her as she straightened, and Zelda cleared her throat and inwardly shook herself. Goodness. What a mess she was.

“Ready?” he asked, and Zelda nodded, then hesitated.

“Yes, but before we go, I’m... my name is Zelda,” she said, and his smile changed a bit, less teasing, and more... sincere.

“I’m Link,” he replied, and took her hand again. “Let’s find you your group.”

And he tugged her forward, leading her through the swamp.

[thewoodslegacy]

Previous | Next | Beginning

Rose: You’re finally here!

Reed: I’m here.

Kristopher: Two down three to go. I’ll relax when they’re all here.

Hazel: Or we can relax in a more fun way...

Kristopher: Three down two to go.

[Hazel giggles]

Ren: Wanna bet on how long it’s going to last?

Reed: No.

Rose: Not taking that bet this is the first one he’s let Mum and Dad meet.

Hazel: It’s so nice to meet you Audrina.

Rose: OOF! Ren put me down!

Rowan: Dad! Please don’t squeeze the life out of my girlfriend!

[Audrina and Kristopher just laugh]

[All the siblings trying to talk at the same time]

Hazel: They’re all here you can relax now.

[Kristopher laughs]