#also I know damn well Sidon would still try to hide his smile a few times after this. Cause of habit

[kenneduck]

Sidlink BOTW AU where Sidon WANTS to fancy Link, but thinks Link will only like a Hylian, so Sidon tries to act Hylian around Link... except Sidon doesn't know much about Hylians.

Sidon just squatting and trying to act shorter around Link. Attempting to hide his sharp toothy grin and stop his tail from wagging. He's starting fires when trying to cook Hylian meals. Sidon putting on pants... incorrectly. It's really weird. Everyone in the domain is thinking the Prince is having a midlife crisis.

Sidon IS having a crisis, but it's a gay panic one.

But unbeknownst to Sidon, Link has fallen for these Zora quips. The smile Sidon flashes makes Link lose his train of thought... the way Sidon's tail wags makes Link flustered. When Sidon shook Link's hand with his two smothering strong ones, Link felt dizzy. Link is missing these quirks Sidon would show, so Link is determined to see them again!

When Link and Sidon are alone in Zora's Domain, Link purposely tells a funny story to the Prince. One he KNOWS will get him to laugh. But when Sidon turns his face from Link to "keep cool", Link gets frustrated. He grabs onto the fishy prince's face, asking him WHY Sidon is acting so differently. Sidon tries to deflect such a notion, but Link calls Sidon out on all the weird things he's been noticing... especially the pants.

Sidon cracks under the gaze of this Hylian! Link not only sees right through Sidon's changes, but Link seems to DISLIKE them, too! Sidon is embarrassed, and he deflates from the realization that Link doesn't like the prince. Sidon refuses to look at Link as he tells Link half the truth, that he wanted to be Link's... FRIEND. That he thought Link wouldn't want to be with... well FRIENDS with... a Zora. Link pauses, as he KNOWS that Sidon knows about he and Mipha's friendship, so something STILL feels off. It isn't until he notices Sidon's blushing that he understands what is truly being said.

After Link makes sure Sidon looks into his eyes, Link reassures Sidon that the things he likes about Sidon are what are truly him. His heroic grin, his playful tail wags. His champion-like swimming abilities. That Link enjoys Sidon. That he wants to SEE Sidon... all of him. Quickly, though, after Sidon lets out a flustered wheeze, Link realizes how his words came across, stating he just meant for Sidon to take off the pants! Sidon wheezes louder. Link gets more embarrassed and tries to explain he just meant Zora don't wear pants, so he'd want to see Sidon without-

It's great. They're great. They're trying.

It takes a bit more time after this convo, cause clearly the two are terrible with communication, but they reveal their romantic interests.

And they burn that infamous pair of pants.

[bunnybbomb]

Catharsis (Chapter 1)

Throughout his entire life, Brivere has insisted that Prion, late First Knight to the great King Dorephan of the Zoras, is his father. He kept insisting this even as he and his mother were stripped of nobility status, even as he failed prove that he had Prion’s ability to predict the future, even as everyone bullied him for being a liar. He continued to insist Prion’s parentage even when he slowly began to doubt it himself.

So when the time comes that Brivere is able to definitively prove that Prion is indeed his father and show that he was right all along, anyone would think that he would take the opportunity to do so in a heartbeat.

But for some reason, he doesn’t.

(This is a fanfiction for a fanfiction. Yes, I know, but I am completely obsessed with @banishfics Sidlink fanfic Coma Baby. Definitely check it out! Prepare for a long read that’s worth it. But you don’t need to have read all of it to get this fic, since a lot of things are explained within it.

Disclaimer: In no way does this have any true ties or canon to Coma Baby. It’s an indulgence AU to feed my obsession for Brivere drama.)

Bazz frowned, looking at the ruins around him. The records held for each soldier showed that this was indeed where Brivere lived, but they never said anything about how the place was destroyed in the earthquake months ago. The books and blankets neatly placed on top of the fallen pillars and walls hinted that they still lived here but just happened not to at the moment.

“Sir,” Tottika said behind him. “It is just a guess, but they may have gone to a nearby river or pond to sleep.”

Bazz turned to face his underling. “What makes you say that?”

“Well, it is a pretty common practice now, since many homes were destroyed after the earthquake. Most still live in the remains of their house since repairs are slow and costly, but because the water is safe to use now they sleep there instead of…” Tottika paused and gestured at the broken home before them. “You know, the graveyard of their old lives. Also, it is still early in the morning, so the brothers may just be resting elsewhere.”

Nodding his head, Bazz let out a deep sigh and rubbed one clawed hand to his temple.

“Is something wrong, sir?”

Bazz let out a small chuckle. “Nothing, Tottika. I was just hoping that they would actually be here so that our jobs would be easier.”

The other Zora nodded along. “Yes, I agree. We aren’t even supposed to be working so early, but the King announced that this retrieval mission was urgent.”

“All the more reason to head out then.” Bazz grunted as he patted Tottika on the shoulder. He raised his spear to get the attention of the other guards also searching the ruins. “Everyone! You are to spread out and search every inch of the nearby rivers and ponds. If neither of the brothers are found within two hours, we are to all reconvene in front of the barracks and discuss a different strategy. Is that clear?” he barked.

“Yes sir!” The soldiers yelled back in unison. They quickly dispersed in different directions. Bazz went towards the market, hoping to find someone who had actually seen one of the brothers.

About an hour and a half of searching went by without a single hint of where Brivere or Estuu were. As far as any of their neighbors knew, they were just a silent pair of brothers who kept to themselves. Those who actually knew about the controversy surrounding the two of them had learned to block out their presence years ago.

The only lead Bazz found was an Undercity merchant who claimed that a small, rosy Zora missing half of his arm had bought two fish from her and went “that way” with a vague roll of her hand towards the woods. The Guard Captain had no choice but to investigate; where one brother was, the other was bound to be there as well.

Half an hour passed without any trace of Brivere or Estuu in the woods surrounding the Domain. Bazz sighed and raised his hand to signal the other guards to call off the search, but stopped when a small hint of gold flashed in the corner of his eye. His head whipped around to see a figure hunched behind some trees, almost completely hidden by their low dangling leaves if it weren’t for the wind gently blowing them around.

Motioning for the nearby guards to follow him, Bazz quietly parted the leaves and approached the crouching Zora. Their head was tucked between their knees while their hands tightly gripped a silver scale longsword stabbed into the ground in front of them. Bazz didn’t even need to see their face to know it was Brivere, for he was the only Zora who used the odd weapon. He was also the only one to be able to appear so threatening even in his sleep.

Behind him, there was a small pond, so peaceful that there were barely any ripples disrupting its calm surface. It felt like a tiny sanctuary, protected from the outside world by the trees that tightly surrounded it.

Bazz took a step forward, feeling guilty for disrupting the peace but knowing that he had a job to do. Opening his mouth, Bazz tried to call out to Brivere, only to have the words stuck in his throat as a blade was swiftly pointed at it. The guards behind him flinched and quickly raised their weapons, all pointed at the blade’s wielder.

“Brivere.” Bazz breathed. “It’s just me.”

In all honesty, he didn’t know if that would actually encourage the other Zora to lower his longsword, considering the tense history between the two of them. Bazz had blocked Brivere’s attempt to trade rations for the sake of his ill brother months before. And while yes, it was a dick move, Bazz had justified it with how the brothers refused to give his now late friend medical care weeks before that.

He was relieved to watch Brivere’s dazed eyes blink and slowly come back into focus. “Oh.” Brivere said, quickly drawing back the blade. “I do apologize, Guard Captain. You startled me and in my tired state I did not realize it was you.”

“Think nothing of it.” Bazz said hesitantly. He couldn’t tell if Brivere was being hostile or not, but as always the golden Zora continued to wear a blank mask of indifference. To be honest, it irritated him a little. Bazz awkwardly cleared his throat, trying to dispel his personal feelings for the sake of professional business. “The King has been seeking your presence for quite some time now, but we have been unable to find you for hours since you were not home.”

Brivere slowly nodded, turning his head to look at the pond. “My brother is still distressed over the destruction of our house. He does not take sudden changes to his environment very well, especially since it was such a safe place for his whole life. We often come out here so he can peacefully rest.” Bazz glanced over Brivere’s shoulder, catching a small glimpse of rosy scales that shimmered under the water.

Looking back at Bazz, Brivere bowed his head. “I apologize again for the trouble. I just did not anticipate anyone looking for us this early in the morning.”

Bazz waved it away with his hand. “It is quite alright.” After an awkward pause, he spoke up again. “If you do not mind me asking, why did you not sleep in the pond with your brother? Surely that would be more comfortable than the hunched state we found you in.”

A weak scoff escaped Brivere’s mouth, and Bazz swore he saw a hint of a smile tug at the corner of his taut lips. “I do not know if you have noticed, Guard Captain, but the pond is awfully small. My brother has a strong aversion to touch, so I wanted to avoid making him uncomfortable. Plus, I can guard him better up here than down there.”

“You must really care for your brother.” Bazz said, hoping that the compliment would ease the tense situation. It clearly backfired when Brivere’s gaze hardened as he stood up. “Yes.” He said in a tight voice. “Everything I do is for him.”

Bazz cringed. He was definitely still mad about the food rations incident. He quickly changed the subject. “We should head out soon. It has been a few hours since the King has requested your presence.”

Nodding, Brivere turned around and bent over the small pond. He lightly and repeatedly smacked the calm surface with an open palm, confusing the hell out of Bazz until a small head popped out of the water.

Right. Bazz thought. His brother hates touch.

It took a few minutes for Brivere to explain the situation to Estuu, who sleepily nodded his head and dragged himself out of the water. The two of them quickly followed the guards to the river, jumping into the river and quickly swimming towards the castle.

;

           Brivere quietly walked alongside the rest of the soldiers, no one saying anything as they navigated the winding streets of the Domain. While this wasn’t out of the ordinary, since no one really talked to him outside of official business anyways, the atmosphere was definitely different. Since he was their superior officer as the Prince’s First Knight, usually the air had a sense of professionality and was at least comfortable, but today he would be surprised if he didn’t choke on the awkward tension around the group.

           He was glad that he at least had his younger brother around to keep himself grounded. Estuu quietly skittered behind him, trying to hide in his older brother’s shadow.

           “So.” Brivere said, breaking the silence. “Where is Prince Sidon?”

           Bazz, who was leading the group, looked over his shoulder at Brivere. “He is in the throne room. Why do you ask?”

           “Well, I am his First Knight. I am supposed to be by his side whenever we are called for official business. And the throne room? We usually meet at Mipha’s statue so that we can enter together.”

           “You will not be meeting the Prince nor stand alongside him today.”

           “…I beg your pardon?” Brivere asked, slowly.

           “The King has called for you specifically. Prince Sidon will still be there, but that is because he must be beside his father.”

           Anxiety pooled at the bottom of Brivere’s stomach, but he’d be damned if he let it show on his face. “Do you know the reason for which I have been called?”

           “To be quite honest, I have no idea. We have just been asked to escort you to the throne room.” Before he could ask any more questions, Bazz turned forward, clearly indicating that the conversation was over. And with those words, Brivere noticed that the guards who accompanied them had subtly formed a tight circle around himself and Estuu. Suddenly, he didn’t know if this was to protect them...

           …Or to prevent them from escaping.

[zeldahijinks]

Headcannon for Link, Sidon, Teba, and Revali seeing for the first time their s/o doing an adorably sweet and super effective puppy dog face that smites them? 🐶🐶🐶

[A/N: adorable sweet was the request but my brain went for something else. That’s what 5 cups of coffee will do to you! @v@ Omg, hope you get a kick out of it anyways!]

The Power of the Puppy eyes

Link

He knew that hearty fried wild greens were your favorite. This motherfucker KNEW, but there he was chowing down off of his plate.

He ignored your jabbing glares and continued to eat. Link was a major foodhog and although he was absolutely adorable while cooking, he had BALLS to make your favorite without telling you!

And he didn’t have much left to share. The audacity of it all!

Well, you figured that you would have to pull in the big guns in order to get that last bit of it.

Link only gave you a bland stare as you sat next to him with a fussy air about you.

He knew exactly what he was doing, but he just wanted to be a pain in the ass for a bit.

He didn’t anticipate you grabbing the hem of his sleeve though

When Link looked at your face, he felt the food lodge in his throat.

He had never been subjected to your puppy dog face before and felt like ten years had been added to his life

However, he was extremely torn, looking between you and the delicious food.

But…your eyes. MMMMMMM

You cheered happily while running away with the rest of his food. Link only sighed with a lopsided smile, and figured he might as well make more.

Sidon

It’s been weeks since you and Sidon spent anytime together and it was beginning to annoy you a tad. So you were in his study with him while he worked on reading over paperwork.

 Usually this big softy would be more than happy to shower you in love and affection, but his duties called first and foremost.

Didn’t mean you couldn’t whine about it tho.

He’ll ignore your whines of calling his name out, and also when you laid across his desk.

 “Let’s do something.” you’ll say, which he’ll only glance at you for a moment before returning to his work.

 “My droplet, please have patience. I will be done momentarily.”

“You said that three weeks ago and here we are.”

He ignores you once more and you huffed in retaliation.

 “Siiiiiddddoooooooooooonnnnnn.” You drawled out his name, and his sigh will be audible. It is only then does he set his quill down, rest a hand under his chin and looked at you wearily.

He did not expect to see your puppy dog face at all, and he cursed inwardly feeling the mighty powers of it wash over him.

 Your eyes glimmered and lip quivered excessively.

 His eye twitches just a split second before he set his quill in its holster. “One hour, my droplet, but not a second more.”

You’re all too giddy and will attempt to push that hour into three.

Teba

If there is one thing that you could ever ask of Teba was for him to show you how to properly shoot an arrow.

But he was a stubborn ass and would snap at you whenever you would slightly bring it up. okay maybe you shoved it in his face a few times, but that’s besides the point

He was sitting at the flight range mending the bow and ignoring your presence

You were pretty used it since you could be a bit excessive for anyone, but you were not going to have it today! You were going to learn to shoot that damn thing if it was the last thing you do!

 or when he gets upset and gives you that evil eyes of his

”Tebaaa”, you’ll call out and he’ll just give you once over before ignoring you again.

He knows where this is going. “No, [Name].”

Your nose flared at his blunt refusal. “C’mon, Teba. It won’t take very long! Let me try to get one bullseye!”

He’ll just give you a flat stare before turning back to his work, “You’re going to end up hurting yourself and I won’t be held accountable for it.”

You knelt next to him, “I’ll be careful!”

He went to give you another glare but came to halt seeing your best puppy dog eyes. He visibly stiffened and you felt a sense of pride.

He was silent and staring at you longer than he should have before he turned away.

“No.”

 Teba is immune to your powers.

You pout for the rest of the day and hide his extra arrows.

Revali

His champion cloth always looked soft and comfortable and it bugged you to no end that you never felt the damn thing.

But as he was undressing for the day, he put his ascot on its hanger.

He was about to remove his chest piece when he noticed your eyes locked on the piece of fabric.

He clicked his tongue and watched you slowly scoot closer to the object.

Your fingers lightly touched it but quickly pulled away when you heard your name.

Your eyes locked on to Revali’s as he gave you a long look.

“Can I wear it?” You asked abruptly and he quirked a brow.

 “Pray-tell, why would I let you do that?” He’ll speak in a dead tone.

 “Because you love me?”

 “Mmmm. Perhaps, but not a valid enough reason.”

Revali was pretty amused but he wouldn’t tell you that, but he did not anticipate you clasping your hands together and strike him with your puppy dog eyes.

He could feel the feathers on his neck rise and looks away to save himself from your overwhelming influence

But try as hard as he might, he could feel the stare penetrate his soul.

Next thing you were aware of is his sapphire prized possession draped over your head.

He still wouldn’t look at you.

 “Don’t you dare get it dirty, [Name].”