#LU Linkle

[hero-of-fortune]

@crazylittlejester it’s done.

[lu-fic-recommendation-of-the-day]

(author doesn't have a tumblr but its by alternatemind on ao3)

Series Summary:

An AU where Twilight loses his Twilight Shard and meets the Chain stuck as Wolfie with no way to transform back.

It will consist of a lot of oneshots/multichap fics of the Chain traveling around with Wolfie, having no clue that he’s really just a guy who’s stuck as a wolf. Will include an unhealthy amount of found family bonding and Time being the Chain’s collective dad (or dog dad, in Twilight’s unfortunate case).

Series Tags:

Flora/Wild

Midna/Twilight

Sky/Sun

Malon/Time

Tetra/Wind

Linked Universe Links As Family

Twilight-centric

Misunderstandings

Linked Universe Link(s) and Wild First Meet

its mostly a twilight meets the chain fic though wild does too

Wolves

Time is a Good Parent

Parental Time

midna is mentioned multiple times because I love her and want an excuse to write her

Good Sibling Wind

Protective Sky

I’ll add more tags when I think of them

Flora Needs a Hug

Wild uses Sign Language

sometimes

50/50 he’ll get more comfortable when time goes on

Legend Has a Bad Time

Wolf Twilight

Wild is a Little Shit

Curses

Alternate Universe

sky and sun are very in love and it’s SICKENING

Pranks and Practical Jokes

Twilight Angst

MILD - Freeform

he’s kind of going through something right now

Fluff

Family Bonding

Snowball Fight

Family Fluff

Groose Being an Idiot

groose will always get a cameo in every fic I write on skyloft even if it’s tiny

Wind is a Little Shit

Sky Has a Bad Time

as in I targeted legend last fic and now it’s sky’s turn (affectionate)

Light Angst

Twilight Has a Bad Time

that tag is alternate title for this series honestly

Wild Needs a Hug

Wild Gets a Hug

fi midna ravio and mask mentions

Party

Linkle & Warriors Are Twins

he actually has a good time he’s just in a constant state of suffering in this series so

Bonding

Brotherly Bonding

Parental Malon

Bathing/Washing

Warriors is a Little Shit

Twilight & Warriors Friendship

Twilight is a Little Shit

Time is a Little Shit

theyre all little shits it comes with being a hero

Sign Language

Domestic Fluff

No Plot/Plotless

Four Splits into the Colors

Cave-In

Four Has a Bad Time

THIS SOUNDS BAD but i promise it’s not they’re still vibing

just in a Situation this time

Sickfic

Sick Character

and then he has a fantastic time

briefly

Fever

Dreams

midna’s mentioned enough that i gave her a tag

Hyrule Gets a Hug

why is that not a tag

we need to make that a tag asap

Hurt/Comfort

Mentioned Marin

Mentioned Koholint Island

Blood and Injury

Fluff and Angst

Fights

Legend is a Little Shit

Choking

Fairy Hyrule

Plot

Pirates

Reunions

Major Character Injury

Sky is a Little Shit

Twilight is So Done

Drawing

the plot in this one is so small a minish could hold it in one hand but it’s there - Freeform

Word count: 136,325

Finished: No

[itsokaylink-is-tallerthanme]

TOMADACHI DRAMA

- wind tried to set up four and dot together but it didn’t work out

- sky tried to confess his feelings for Artemis (she didn’t even show up)

- wild has feelings for ravio but it didn’t work out

- Linkle tried to set vio and dusk together but it didn’t work out

- dusk got in a fight with Hyrule and then vio

- wars is reconsidering his relationship with artemis

- vio confessed his feelings for dusk but dusk said no

- artemis set legend and ravio up together and they got closer!!

- TIME AND MALON GOT MARRIED

Here’s legend as a deer…

Ignore that the photo was taken in 2011 I don’t feel like changing the time

[vivid-lite]

Captains Complain

[crazylittlejester]

Trans Wars AND trans Linkle. They're family not because they're related but because they swapped gender at the great fairy fountain.

can someone draw them as this with Mask as the one going “im a communist”, i just think itd be really funny

[breannasfluff]

“Hullo doggy!”

Noon blinks awake from his nap to look up. Outside the bush he’s curled in, there’s a girl crouched, smiling down at him. Twin braids swing over her shoulders, matching a compass brushing her knees with the angle.

The coyote growls softly, pulling back into the bush. He should have been well hidden; how did she find him?

“Oh, it’s okay doggy! I’m a little lost. Can you help me?”

Well…at least she thinks he’s a dog? Cautious, wary of a trap, Noon backs out of his hiding spot. No need to run right into her arms, just in case. The girl doesn’t make a move toward him, just smiles and waits. He moves a few feet away and sits, curling his tail around him.

“I’m Linkle! I’d ask your name, but I don’t think you can tell me. I’m trying to find my brother in the city, can you help me?”

The…city. The one just over the rise of the dell? Noon sniffs, but there’s no scent of deceit, only cuccos. Well, he can lead her to the top of the hill.

“Oh! Do you know where to go? I’m going to follow you!”

Linkle, Noon decides, is too trusting of strangers. Strange dogs. Wild animals. Still, he leads her up the hill and pauses, nose pointing to the very obvious city across the field.

“Oh!” Linkle joins him at the top of the hill. “Is that where I need to go? How’d I miss it?”

How indeed?

“Thank you, doggy. I’m going to go find my brother!” With a wave, Linkle skips—skips!—in the direction of the town.

Rumbling a growl to no one, Noon retreats to his bush.

10 minutes later, Linkle is back. “So…I think I got turned around, doggy.”

Forget being trusting; she’s an idiot.

Read the rest here!

[bluesdesk]

Last written only tomodachi island update before I set up a new blog with screenshot updates in English

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Twilight's favorite foods are Pineapple and Apples.

His absolute worst is FRIED CHICKEN

Twilight why??

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Ganondorf said that one day he wants to surprise everyone with a sensational action. Help?

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Sonic's favorite food in Tomodachi... is NOT the hot dog. I'm extremely disappointed. Though I gave him a pan and he cooked an hot dog?? And then he helped Amy cooking in their house

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I forgot I had gifted Legend, Ravio and Fable some maracas and I found them all playing in Legend’s apartment. Legend was having the time of his life so I guess this is a new headcanon and I'll draw it >:)

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Ganondorf absolutely doesn't like designer clothes! Maybe a hylian king gifted him a louis vuitton bag and he attacked Hyrule in protest.

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Time was asleep at the cafè, with Cream and Linkle spying him from a window

[occasionallyprosie]

A Thousand Ways

Chapter 14: "Passing Through"

Linkle and Warriors would 100% rp royalty as kids and Legend and Hyrule are theatre kids... also, the ballad didn't work.

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"So, is she staying with us?" Wild asked after they took out the monster camp with Linkle's help. Her mere presence had set Warriors off and the two were constantly bantering, more than any of the others ever did with each other and that was saying something.

At first, some of them were concerned, then they collectively realized that Warriors was more relaxed than they almost had ever seen him. It really showed when the fight began, and Linkle and Wars basically handled the entire thing. They fought together incredibly well, Linkle using crossbows and Piyoko--Legend was surprised at how attached Piyoko was to Linkle, she adored the heroine who loved her in return--as weapons, Piyoko definitely had the time of her life, while Warriors used his sword and shield to control the entire camp with ease... with the exception of the couple black bloods that Legend and Hyrule, and Time and Wind handled 

Honestly, Legend saw half their group just hanging back and he joined them in time to see both siblings gang up on a giant, and bring it down in record time.

Both were grinning at the end of it all, high-fiving and throwing insults at the other's form and battle choices.

"If she wants to," Warriors said in response to Wild's question. He shrugged. "I can't stop her if she does."

Linkle scooped up Piyoko into her arms. "I'd love to, goddesses know I miss this kind of thing, but I have to pass." She turned to Warriors. "One of us needs to stay back home, and tell Ma about that pretty little lie of yours."

"I told you--"

"Yeah yeah." Linkle waved him off. "Whatever. I'll tell her that it's a new development and her baby boy didn't lie to her face."

"I am literally a grown adult--With children!"

"Kids you adopted during the war so they wouldn't be sent to an orphanage don’t count."

"Hey!" Wind exclaimed.

"Rude," Time grunted.

Warriors gestured at them. "Does it look like we care? Why does Mom trust you more than me when my kids are actual children and not animals?" 

"Because I have more than you, and they're better trained. Mask dyed Impa's hair green!"

Legend glanced at Hyrule, leaning over to whisper to him and Wild.

"Bets that Mask is the Old Man?"

"No way," Wild hissed back. "It's totally the sailor."

"Ma would side with me that actual kids are far harder to take care of than a flock of cuccos!" Warriors argued.

Linkle scowled. "You know what? Fine! I'll adopt two of my own!"

"Wha--You’re going to--"

Legend and Hyrule both broke when Linkle raised an eyebrow at them.

"Us?" Hyrule pointed at them.

Linkle nodded. "I like you two, besides, I bet you'd beat Mask and Tune."

"No way!" Wind piped up. "We'd kick their ass! Besides, you can't take the Vet, he's my baby brother."

Time snorted. "Wow, Sailor. I'm wounded."

"You’re my little brother, there's a difference," Wind huffed, "Apple's my baby brother and Aryll's my baby sister."

Legend staggered a bit as Hyrule hugged him and declared, "My little brother now!"

"Daaad!" Wind whined, pouting at Warriors.

Legend couldn't help but laugh. Warriors sighed and tried to barter with Linkle, who stood her ground about adopting him and Hyrule.

Wild leaned over. "Would you let her?"

Legend looked at Hyrule, they shrugged.

"Sure," Hyrule agreed.

"Only when we're in this era though," Legend added, thinking of Dusk. "I don’t want to deal with... having to explain that to anyone. If she really wants, then fine, but only legally binding here... I'll let her claim it whenever, if only so we can fight the Sailor and Old Man."

"Yeah," Hyrule smirked, arm still slung over his shoulders. "We'd totally win."

Linkle gestured at them while Warriors groaned.

"Ha! I win! Next time you guys show up here, I'll have the paperwork ready," she swore. "Okay?"

"I can't believe you three." Warriors threw his hands up, turning away.

"Okay," Hyrule told Linkle. "Are you our mom now? Or...?"

"Sure. Next time, I'll introduce you to my Ma as her better grandchildren."

"Rude! Link, why didn't you ever introduce us to your Mom?!" Wind demanded.

"I-I--" Warriors floundered.

Legend could honestly tell that Linkle had only actually offered to mess with Warriors, and if agreeing messed with the Captain and the Sailor? Well, he was all for that.

What kind of 'baby brother' would he be if he didn't take whatever opportunity he was presented with to mess with his apparent siblings?

The portal came during the walk back to town, which was less filled with Warriors and Linkle arguing, and more filled with Linkle questioning him and Hyrule about their lives 'as a good mother would.'

"Well!" Warriors said loudly, interrupting Hyrule and Legend explaining their era and how it was different from his era to Linkle. "As fun as it has been to see you again, my dear sister, we simply must be going now."

Legend snorted, he heard Wild and Four sharing giggles too. Twilight and Sky had taken up the rear of the group, and both seemed especially amused.

Linkle pouted. She wrapped her arms around Legend and Hyrule. "Oh must you, Captain?" She replied, losing every ounce of her country accent in replacement of a posh, castle town accent. "Oh Captain please, my sons are only children, you need not take them away to fight battles for a higher power. Please spare them. Look! They are no soldiers, nor squires training to be such, doest thou not see their fear at facing warfare?"

Oh she is amazing, Piyoko clucked, Link, your new mom is amazing and I love her.

Warriors' face hardened, but the mirth was clear and it was a conscious decision to help bolster Linkle's argument by pulling on every part of his self control and acting ability to play the part of a scared kid. Hyrule's shoulders stopped shaking from holding in laughter and a glance showed that his successor was an excellent actor too.

"The Queen's commands are clear, these boys are to march to battle and face against the dark horrors of time," Warriors declared.

"You monster!" Linkle cried dramatically, playing up her part of a scared mother despite not looking even barely old enough to be their mother. "Child stealer!"

"Okay, okay!" Twilight intervened, choking on laughter. "Even if this is entertainin', we really do needa go. So say bye t' yer Ma, Vet, Traveler, and let's go."

On one hand, he could just cut the act, on the other... Legend looked at Linkle, and he was definitely pouting and using everything he knew to appear scared. "Ma, I don’t want to go."

Hyrule couldn't hold it in anymore and he broke, grabbing his stomach and wheezing in his laughter. Warriors gaped at him, as if surprised he was a decent actor, while Linkle immediately hugged him.

"I know, I know," she held firm to her own act, "but you must." She pulled away and held his face, he grabbed her hands and could see how she was starting to struggle to keep character too. He really wanted to break. "Be strong, and filled with courage. You will find your way back home, I know it."

A beat passed before they both broke, and the entire area was filled with various forms of laughter, loud and boisterous, high and wheezy, contained and quiet, someone's sounded like a fairy's even and another's was carried by the wind itself it felt like.

Legend wiped a tear from his eye. For a moment, it felt like everything was actually okay. For a moment, he was just joking around with friends, pulling stupid jokes and teasing each other.

The next, he felt Piyoko brush his leg, and the reminder of why she was with him hit him. With that, came the reminder of everything that had happened in the last few months. He managed to not let his renewed realization show to strongly, the laughter slowly fizzled out and he lent down to pick up Piyoko.

Link? She sounded concerned. He'd seen her fight with Linkle, but also needed Linkle's aid at every moment. All Piyoko could truly do was distract, and blind if she was lucky. Unlike heroes who accidentally harm cuccoos, monsters had no qualms with smacking them from the sky and he had seen so many close calls in just one fight alone. Linkle was used to accounting for them and ensuring their safety, Legend wasn't and he didn't want to risk her safety to learn.

"Let's--"

"Linkle?" Legend looked at the older woman, she was Warriors' twin, wasn't she? 

"Yeah?"

"Would you be willing to keep Piyoko?"

He heard several people freeze and inhale sharply. He wasn't sure exactly why.

Linkle frowned, crossing her arms. "Why?"

Warriors spoke up, instructing the others to go ahead and file through, to make sure they had their supplies and everything.

Link? Piyoko sounded hurt, though also concerned.

"I... She's a good fighter," Legend said, looking down at her in his arms. "One of my oldest companions, but... I don’t know how to fight with her, and I can't risk her in order to learn. More than that... You've mentioned you have a whole flock of your own, she's friendly and can assimilate, and... and Piyoko, we both know you prefer life on the farm rather than on the road. You also have said you love Linkle, if you’re both okay with it, I think this would be the best option for you."

Piyoko stared up at him, completely silent. He could almost feel her hurt, but the way she wasn't immediately pecking him and telling him he was an idiot--like she had when he suggested she stay with one of the farmers in Kakariko with the other cuccoos--meant he was right and she actually was considering it.

A part of him wanted to take his words back, to keep Piyoko with him. She'd been there in Holodrum, had always been someone he could trust. Din, he'd called her his emotional support animal for all the times he'd vent and she'd offer insight. But he also knew that no matter how much he wanted to cling to before--before his grandparents, before that cell, those days where he could feel his body wasting in that cave--and how Piyoko was a reminder of that, of days between adventures at his grandparents farm, of the lightness in Holodrum, of safety and warmth and peace... she was still a farm animal, and he wouldn't choose his own mental security over her physical safety. Not in a million years. Not ever.

If she's okay with it, Piyoko conceded, almost surprisingly so.

Linkle held her arm out and Piyoko jumped to her, wings flapping to aid the transfer.

"I'll take good care of her, visit when you can," while he can, Linkle gave him a pointed look.

He nodded. "Of course... Later, Piyoko."

...bye Link. Be safe.

"When am I not?"

Warriors and Twilight were the only ones waiting left, as per usual, the local Link would be the last to enter the portal. Legend left with Twilight, and everyone waited a few minutes longer before Warriors came through and it shut behind them.

During his watch, Legend watched the sun rise against all odds, and sure, astronomers of his era had determined the world to be a sphere and to revolve around the sun, but did he particularly care for that detail? No. The sun rose, that's why they called it a sunrise.

There were a million things he could think about.

Raven, how his ancestor not only was the grandson of the Fallen Hero, but how the people seemed to regard the Fallen Hero and in turn how they treated Raven... and what he did in spite of it. Additionally, just the fact that he'd never see Raven again... again. That's the second time he's lost the one man he's considered a parental figure, his uncle had been great but he... there was something there, he was always his uncle, never quite a father figure.

The fact he can't seem to die. That cell, he didn't look over to see the blood but he knew that no person should've survived what he did, and he didn't know how. But maybe Dusk had some special method of saving his life. Then the cave... the island and storms... he had been sick, so sick he couldn't move and didn't eat for days, he knew now he shouldn't have survived that--learning how long they'd been in the Sailor's era and the Traveler's era right afterwards--and yet, he did. He didn't know what Marley and Raven did either, but they didn't have access to things that would've done anything special.

He knew he should've died in that cell, he was certain of that fact, but that portal had come at the perfect time... More than that, the portal had come to that cave and had to of dropped Legend right on Raven in order for him to have survived that too.

He knew the goddesses wasn't done with him, this was just further proof of that.

Or... he glanced at the back of his left hand. Maybe my ancestry plays a larger part in that survival.

Three people here were his ancestors. 

Sky was the easiest to place and yet the hardest to come to terms with. Sky was from before the timeline got chaotic, the line from him to Legend was straight and simple. He was the easiest to understand and yet... how was he, Legend, a descendant of the goddess, and by extension, royalty?

Time was probably the easiest to come to terms with, his was a bit weird with the timeline and parallel worlds, but it was comprehensible. Time was the Fallen Hero, Legend had figured that out, Twilight's Hero of Time was from the exact same time as the Fallen Hero, the history books claimed him to have done the same things as the Fallen Hero... only he succeeded in the end. It was weird, but Legend could understand it. He knew Raven was his ancestor, and he now knew Raven's grandfather was the Fallen Hero. So sure, Time wasn't his ancestor, but in a weird parallel timeline way, he was. That was simple.

What wasn't simple was Twilight, what wasn't easy to come to terms with was Twilight. Because if they were related, it was confusing.

Legend knew exactly four things about his father: one, he was younger than his uncle, two, he looked almost nothing like his uncle aside from the bare minimum sibling similarities, three, his name had been Link and Legend was named after him, and four, he died around the same time Legend had been born.

Now, that paired with the fact that his uncle Alphon was his uncle, would lead one to assume that Twilight--well his parallel self in Legend's timeline--was his father. Easy, simple, timeline shenanigans makes it confusing but only a little more than Time.

Except that Legend has met Dusk and her two children, the children that are the parallels to him and Fable. He knows who their father is, and the problem is that their father is Alphon and Legend knows his father isn't Uncle Alphon.

That's the confusing part. Legend genuinely doesn't know how to place Twilight, his best conclusion is that Dusk and Twilight had some other variable that kept them from falling in love or at least having two kids that Legend's parents didn't. And knowing that Fable's counterpart was born... roughly two years after Twilight's adventure, meant that variable was probably related to his adventure.

But, how did Dusk's daughter look so identical to Fable if she had a different father, who bared little resemblance to Twilight? 

"Honestly, couldn't some part of my life been simple?" He muttered. He wished Piyoko was here--she's safer with Linkle.

"Did you say something?" Wild looked up from the breakfast he was working on.

"No, just thinking. Need a hand with that?"

The moment Legend opened his eyes, he knew things were wrong.

He shot up and almost expected to see lapping waves and hear cawing seagulls, only to see a familiar forest.

"What the..." he breathed, pushing himself to stand as he looked around. He dug out his ocarina and tried to play the Ballad of the Wind Fish.

The song reverberated in the forest—which it shouldn't have, the notes should've just expanded further—and thrummed all around him.

Nothing changed though. He almost began again when he heard a bush rustle.

He moved quickly, drawing his sword only to see a man rush through the small clearing to kneel by a tree. He put something inside it before quickly shoving his cloak into some sling at his chest.

“Excuse me?” Legend called, wary. He reached for the man’s shoulder.

Yelling caught his attention, familiar yelling. He tensed as he shifted his stance, the man shot up quickly.

“This way!”

“Find him!”

A squad of knights burst from the same direction the man had come from. The man moved past Legend in a way that should have bumped his shoulder, but he just went through him.

The realization near smacked him in the face.

This was a vision, he had some of those when he was younger but ever since Koholint he couldn’t differentiate them from dreams. He was seeing some scene, past, present, or future, and he couldn’t intervene. So he observed.

The cloak had been hiding a forest green tunic lined in golds, a golden crown, though Legend couldn't quite see his face from his angle.

“Stand down,” the leading knight commanded, and Legend froze when he saw that familiar glaze in the equally familiar knight’s eyes. “We only wish to kill the boy.”

“Over my dead body,” the man snarled, Legend felt a flash of familiarity at the voice.

“So be it.”

He swallowed thickly. What being had dragged him into some hell where his main torturer, visibly decades younger, was facing a younger and more composed Twilight?

Time grabbed Twilight’s arm and pulled him back. “We’re only observers, Pup.”

“He can’t see us,” Twilight croaked.

Hyrule was waving a hand in front of Legend’s face, but their scholar didn't even notice. Time didn't know how exactly, but they were all sharing some kind of vision, except Legend was separate from them. He blamed the goddesses.

“There’s a baby here!” Wind exclaimed from where he and Four had investigated the tree the nobleman had been knelt by.

Wild suddenly yelped loudly, grabbing Twilight’s arm as he jumped back.

Time turned to look at what startled the Cub, and only due to his earned dark vision, could he see the nobleman's face. The darkness of the snowstorm overhead didn't help, but his face was very clear.

Though it lacked tattoos and scars, it was undoubtedly their rancher, or someone closely related to him. His jaw the same shape, his nose and eyes, the way Time could almost feel a connection to him...

Time tightened his grip on his pup as he felt him go rigid beside him. The man in front of them wasn’t much of a man, maybe Sky’s age, younger than Twilight at least.

“What in Hylia’s…” Sky breathed.

The lookalike cut down two of the knights before an arrow lodged into his bicep. He didn’t cry out and only barely switched his sword to his other hand to block another blade. Time didn’t know what they were meant to be seeing; between the alleged baby in the tree behind them, the young man fighting to save both their lives, and Legend’s exclusion from them.

Time felt his blood go cold as a blade sank through the bundle on the young man’s chest, and then through his chest too. He could see the sword protruding from the man's back.

“NO!” Wild screamed.

Twilight lunged to catch him and pull him back, Time pulled both back as he listened to Twilight promise Wild that it wasn’t him. Wind cried out too, and Warriors was quick to pull him and Hyrule to him as they watched the young man snarl, baring slight fangs. The young man swung his sword desperately, and it knocked the knight’s helmet off, but did little other damage.

“Agahnim will fail,” he swore, “you’ll fail.”

The knight laughed; Sky suddenly made a horrified noise upon seeing the knight’s face.

“With that brat dead, he will prevail,” the knight sneered. “With you out of the way, that wife of yours will be easy pickings, king.”

The knight shoved the noble off his sword, the man fell back and into the snow. 

In a reminder that Legend was completely separate from them, the veteran shot forward, dropping to his knees beside the nobleman.

“No, no, no—” Legend said as the knights all laughed. They boasted to one another, cheered how Agahnim would be pleased, and left the nobleman to die. “Don’t tell me—”

“No--Kit, it’s not him, it's not the Rancher,“ Sky tried as the young nobleman struggled to breathe, blood slipping from his mouth.

Time hated to see it, that was his pup—in look, at least—who was dying on the forest floor. It was that inn all over again.

A ripple of violet wrapped around their scholar for a moment, and just in time, Legend’s hand landed on the young man’s chest.

“He touched him!” Four gasped, voicing what Time knew they all were thinking. This was a vision, a dream, how could Legend interact with it like that?

“Who…” the man murmured, frowning and his brows knitting together in a way that Time could only see Twilight, could only see his descendent laying there.

“Wait—I have a fairy,” Legend shoved his hand into his pouch. “It’s going to be alright—You’ll be fine, you’ll get out of this—”

“Yer him,” the man slurred, and Great Forests, he even sounded like Twilight. “I… I got’ta see… ya grown up…”

Time held his pup a bit tighter as they all stared at the scene.

Legend made a strangled noise. “No, no, no—Where is that damn fairy?!” He suddenly froze as the man raised a bloodied hand to his cheek. “W-What--”

“If yer here…” the young man said, “s’means… yer not changin’ it… are ya?”

Time did not know their acclaimed Veteran Hero to be fragile, yet in that moment he looked like breaking glass.

“I can’t, can I?” He responded, voice breaking. He didn't sound his years either. “I’m sorry—I’ll fix it though! I—Agahnim doesn’t win! I stopped him, and-and I—I saved Zel—She’s—She’s okay too. You—You’re okay—You don’t have to worry.”

It hit him: Legend wasn’t seeing Twilight.

“I know… ya got the look of a hero… jus’ like y’r ancestors.” The young man smiled just as his hand slipped down from Legend’s face, leaving a line of blood down it. “I’m… ‘m proud.”

Legend caught his hand but otherwise didn’t move, his mouth moved as if to speak but no sound emerged.

“What the hell?” Warriors breathed.

“Is he okay?” Wind whispered, daring to try and touch Legend again while the veteran just stared at the dead man in front of him.

“I don’t—” Twilight choked out, “he’s not okay—Ordona, please.”

Wind’s hand went through Legend again.

A call caught their attention. Legend’s head jerked to the side toward the wider forest. He scrambled to his feet as that purple wisp wrapped around him again and the call grew clearer.

“Link!” All their heads turned toward the older woman. She was followed by an older man carrying a lantern, just outside the area. “Link! Baby, we came! Where are…”

“Leanne,” the man grabbed her arm, staring in their direction. “Is that…”

She pushed branches aside and entered the area, Twilight made a strangled noise while Legend, who saw them too, let out a pained cry as he dropped back to his knees.

The woman rushed to the body on the ground, her hand brushing through Legend’s shoulder and half of Sky’s body as he failed to get out of the way quick enough. 

She let out a horrid scream, one worse than any redead Time had ever heard, a cry of pain deeper than any injury, than any sword wound.

“LINK! NO! GODDESSES NO! NOT MY BABY!” She screamed, falling to the ground beside the dead man.

She screamed and sobbed and begged the goddesses not to take her child, her husband kneeling beside her and placing his hand on his son’s leg, eyes slipping shut.

Time couldn’t move, her cries froze him to his place, and it seemed all of them had the same reaction, except for their veteran.

Legend, with visible tears streaming down his cheeks, rushed over to the grieving couple and dropped beside the woman.

“Gran—Gran, please stop crying,” Legend begged, and Time felt the pieces click into place. At that same moment, Twilight fell to the ground just beside Time. Wild made a worried noise as he dropped beside the Rancher. “Gran, please, it’s okay, I’m so sorry—Look! Gran, look at him, he’s smiling. Gran please, don’t cry. I’ll fix it, I will.”

He sounded like a child, he sounded like Time when he had begged Navi not to leave, he sounded desperate and broken and like he just wanted to fix the one thing he had left.

“We shouldn’t be seeing this,” Four said, stepping back. “We’re not supposed to be seeing this.”

The woman faltered, her hand lowered to the man’s face and brushed his cheek, tugging the smile that had remained when his spirit moved on.

“My baby,” she sobbed, her cries quieting. “My baby boy.”

Another kind of cry caught all their attention, in the hollow of a tree came the sound of a crying infant.

“Oh,” Legend breathed. “That’s how…” He let out a pained laugh for seemingly no reason.

The old couple both went to the tree, and the woman cooed, it was strained and a bit painful, as she scooped an infant wrapped in royal blue from the hollow.

Time stumbled as the world suddenly jerked beneath their feet.

Next>>

[weirdnotal]

[draxeanlxia]

Another writing idea for Linked Universe. One I may or may not write. Not sure yet. Now this idea is full of angst but if you write it, it could have an happy(ish) ending. I will understand if you either hate me or love me for this prompt.

Prompt: Mask and Tune leave the Captain’s time for their own and hope that Link can finally rest and relax. Unfortunately the exact opposite happens to Link. Link is constantly dealing with traitors that want to kill him for starting the war. (The fact the woman who actually started the war can seen roaming through the halls of the castle freely is irrelevant to them.) For over a year Link has many many many attempts on his life. 3 major attempts a day that Link is aware of and several minor ones that others has taken care of.

Everything comes to a breaking point when someone attempts to take Linkle’s life, thinking she was her brother. Linkle survives but Link has a major mental breakdown. Like really bad.

Zelda temporarily relieves him of duty (with hopes of him, one day, returning) and Impa takes him the secret Sheikah village to recover. Recover does not come fast. Link is severely paranoid. Has to watch every food for him being made. If he doesn’t see it being made, he will not eat it and will throw it. (He did this to a child delivering a bowl of soup in the beginning of his stay. The bowl narrowly missed the child’s head. He apologized later.) Plus among other things, like the fact Link can’t sleep without 2 knives under his pillow, at least 4 on his person, and his room being insanely boobytrapped to the point even Sheikah are both impressed and worried.

By the time 8 certain heroes come through a portal into his Hyrule a few years later, Link is a bit better but seeing blue or green colored fabrics, among other things, will send him spiraling back. By that time as well, Zelda has shown what happens to those who turn traitor. It is not quick and painless like it was before. Cia is also finally punished for her part because while she was under some control, most of her actions were her own. 

Time and Wind are at first excited to see their big brother when they realize who’s Hyrule they’re in. Until they meet Zelda and she tells them what happened.

Time and Wind wished they never left.

[bokettochild]

The Catan fic is now on Ao3!

[jl-11037]

Zombies are just cucco snacks for the ask game!

Tagging @unexpectedstormy because they asked about this too.

Zombies are just cucco snacks is a story idea for my lu zombie au. And I have not written anything for it yet, I've only jotted down the idea.

Linkle loves cuccos and has a couple during the apocalypse that she takes care of. She is trying to train her cucoos to kill zombies. Warriors is worried about this for a two main reasons.

One, what if the cuccos turn into zombies(they can't only people can but Warriors doesn't know that).

Two, what if they mistake a person for a zombie(no clue if they would be able to tell the difference but Linkle is training them to attack only on her command).

The fact that Linkle is doing this in the first place is another reason on Warriors list of why he doesn't like cucoos.

Bonus detail that @crazylittlejester came up with when I shared the idea with them: Linkle goes :3 while watching her cuccos kill things

[wutheringmights]

Chapter 18: The Unlovable Hands & The Fever Dreams Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Additional Tags: Linked Universe (Legend of Zelda), Alternate Universe, Character Study, War, world building, Trauma, Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism, Political Intrigue, Found Family, Angst and Humor, Warriors is a very complicated person, Warriors also does not know Time is Mask, Warriors (Linked Universe)-centric, Canon-Typical Violence, Heavy Angst, Manipulation, Morally Ambiguous Character, Please read content warnings before each chapter, Abuse, Emotional/Psychological Abuse, Physical Abuse, Implied Sexual Content, Power Imbalance, Implied/Referenced Torture, Blood and Injury

Summary: Warriors built his career waging the kingdom’s wars, seeking victory no matter the cost. He wouldn’t call himself a good person, but he had long sworn to right his wrongs and become someone worthy of the title of hero.

Years past. Now his time-hopping journey with his fellow heroes has taken him back home when war looms on the horizons once more—a war that threatens to ensnare not only Warriors, but his newfound family as well.

He’s willing to do whatever it takes to keep them safe, but how long can he tread the line between hero and traitor before the secrets of his dark past come to the light? When this is over, will he even have a family left to save? Or will he be the harbinger of his family’s demise?

(Once upon a time, there were three brothers: the captain, the  engineer, and the child. Their story did not have a happy ending.)

After battling the forces of capitalism, holiday blues, and the power company, I am finally back with another chapter!

This chapter is a doozy, though I freely admit that I am mostly setting-up for the cluster fuck that is going to be the next three chapters. I am so excited for you all to see where this story goes.

But enough about future chapters, let’s talk about this one.

In this new installment of that fic your discord server complains about with copious amounts of emojis:

Link, the engineer, and the child continue to just... really go at it..

Keeping Up With the Harkinians returns with another deep dive into Warriors’s family life

We temporarily change genre to become a sick fic

It’s not a fun sick fic, but someone is very, very sick.

➡READ IT HERE⬅

[legendofzoodles]

Warriors = Hero Linkle = Hero

I’ve got a couple crackpot headcanons here but hear me out:

1. What if, Linkle was Wind’s descendant?

Think about it. Her deal is that she thinks she’s the legendary hero chosen to wield the Triforce of Courage. She thinks this because her grandmother gave her their family heirloom and promised that she was destined for great things. 

That heirloom just so happened to be a compass, an item commonly attributed to sailors. Who else is a sailor? Wind! 

Therefore, Wind at some point in his life comes into possession of a compass (idk, maybe he makes it or finds it in a dungeon) that he then passes to his children, and his children pass it down to their children and so on and so forth long after the Era of the Great Sea. 

Not just that, but who else had a grandmother who believed that their grandchild was destined for greatness and gave them something for their journey? Oh that’s right, Wind!!

They say history repeats y’know?

This would be even better if you throw in the fan theory that Linkle and Warriors are siblings, making him and Linkle Wind’s descendants. That’s a dynamic I kinda want now. 

2. What if she’s actually the legendary hero?

No evidence for this it’s just a crackpot idea. Warriors is talented and all, but he did kind of get shoved into the hero role and was forced to adapt to it. Linkle meanwhile willingly left her safe comfortable village to join the war. 

Imagine if everyone was fooled into believing that Warriors was the hero because of Cia’s attentions on him? We know from Time and Twi’s case that the hero’s spirit can manifest at least twice within a bloodline...so following from that first idea, it kinda fits. 

So mix together Linkle and Warriors being Wind’s descendants, the ambiguity of who’s actually the hero (can the hero’s spirit be split between to people...?) and some healthy sibling rivalry...there’s decent story potential here.

But idk, it’s still dumb but pretty funny to me.

[ashleyfromdiscord]

Y’all ever think that instead of all of the Link’s being related, hylia just chooses out of bucket who should reincarnate as the next hero? That’s why I headcanon that linkle and warriors both share the hero’s spirit, bc hylia accidentally grabbed two little slips of paper instead of one and thought “why not both lol”

[crazylittlejester]

Wars and his family!!!

Also go you getting that paper done!

I’m so sorry it’s been like two weeks since you sent this 💀

BUT HERE YOU GO (253 words):

“Linkle!” Warriors groaned, dragging his feet as he followed after his sister who was bouncing about through the streets. “Damn it, will you slow down??”

She laughed at him and he glared at her, which only encouraged her to skip faster.

The group had stopped in a small village to crash at the inn, and it had been sheer coincidence that they’d run into the captain’s sister. Time and Twilight had encouraged him to spend some time with his twin instead of partaking in their usual tradition of hitting the tavern every time they stopped in a town, so while those two were getting nice drinks, Warriors found himself getting dragged all over the place. He didn’t consider himself to be a man who whined and complained (something Legend would strongly disagree with), but his legs ached so bad after a day of walking all he wanted to do was sit for a minute.

“You must be out of shape, baby brother,” Linkle sighed, stopping at the top of the hill and watching as he struggled to get up it.

“For the love of Hylia, you’re only five minutes older,” he huffed, stopping to lean up against the side of a building once he reached the top of the hill. “And I’m serious, you gotta slow down.”

His sister rolled her eyes at him, but offered him an arm for support anyway, and she did slow her pace as she lead him over to the village gardens where they could sit and chat.