#hyrule warriors legends

[theskywaker]

the real hero of hyrule gets a warm welcome home from her beloved pets

(or maybe they were just hungry)

[bluesdesk]

I personally headcanon Linkle to be Warriors's/HW Link's younger sister, for me she looks younger than him and his Zelda, and she was supposed to be his little sister. But I've seen many people headcanoning her and Link as twins. What do you think?

I'd like to know your reasons too! :D

[zeliavee-art]

Day 16 of Linktober! Dragon

Nintendo give him back too :<

[randomwriteronline]

my Very Correct And Right Opinions on how the hyrule warriors villain squad is doing romance-wise

[princess-of-zoras]

A gaggle of lesbians.

[sword-is-bored]

I live for your Soldier!Reader and i am completely (not) normal about this

Oh!! She!!

Let’s go again then!

Mask It

(Y/n) and Link rode together through Hyrule field. They were tasked with surveying the land and making sure no monsters or goons. (Y/n) heard the chattering of Bokoblins and slowly slid from her horse. She listened closely, keeping her hand over her sword as she peeked from behind the trees. Before her was a camp of Bokoblin, cheering and dancing. She made sure she was clear from their point of view and slowly made her way to a bush in front of her. Underneath her foot a branch snapped, and the Bokoblins looked around confused. (Y/n) ducked down, praying they didn’t see her. She didn’t know where Link was, he’d split off from her. The arrogant asshole.

(Y/n) looked up from the bush, finding herself face to face with one of the pig faced monsters. It reared back it’s club, (Y/n) jumped back out of the way. She pulled out her sword and swung hard, catching the Bokoblin and throwing it off its feet. (Y/n) stood, looking up to see the other three Bokoblin running over and screaming. In a panic (Y/n) slaughtered the prone Bokoblin. She suddenly found herself enveloped in a pile of claws, fangs and weapons. (Y/n) let out a scream before finding her sword again, stabbing and striking violently as her instincts kicked in.

A horse rode up to the camp. Link sat atop of his trusty mare, Epona. “(Y/n), what happened?” He asked, his eyes wide as he looked at (Y/n). She was panting, debris of the monsters around her. She held her arm, biting back the pain from the arrow lodged in her shoulder. “Saw a camp.” She hissed, sitting down and carefully pulling off her armor around the arrow. “Decided to investigate. Bit me in my ass.” Link jumped down from Epona, rushing over to her. “Hey, do you need help?” He asked, a shake in his voice. (Y/n) laughed, looking at him. “I forget, you’re still technically a rookie.” She said, her hand wrapping around the arrow. “Watch and learn, kid, soon you’ll be doing this on the battlefield yourself.” She muttered, pulling the arrow out. It tore from her skin with a sickening sound, Link going green watching her.

“Goddess, I— (Y/n).” He said shakily, patting his pouches and diving in when he found bandages. He kneeled beside her, wrapping the gaping wound. (Y/n) leaned back and rested on a log, keeping her eyes closed. “Doesn’t it… hurt?” Link asked tentatively. (Y/n)‘s eyes opened, peering at Link. “Link, how do you think it would feel if you had to pull an arrow out of yourself?” She deadpanned. Link swallowed, finishing the wrap. “I mean… not great.” He muttered. (Y/n) rolled her eyes. “No shit.” She huffed, pulling her armor back on. “But, we’re knights. We power through.” She sighed, slowly standing up. “Come on, we’re not done.” She said, whistling for her horse. Link looked at her, horrified. “What? You’re not going back to the barracks? (Y/n), you’re injured—“

(Y/n)’s head snapped over to Link, a harsh look in her eyes. “Yeah, but we’re knights.” She said bluntly. “I know you want to surpass me, and I won’t let that happen. I’ll still be better than you, no matter how much everyone else likes you.” She climbed on her horse, wincing a bit. She masked it quickly, pulling on the reigns. “And next time, don’t split off from your partner. That’s the fastest way to get them, and yourself, killed. You think you know what it takes to be a knight, but you must learn teamwork.” (Y/n) said calmly. “Get on your horse. Let’s go.”

[bluessideblog]

This is how the elimination game is going at the moment

People Hyrule Warriors is really great and someone I know can advocate (@fuwafuwallen ? @theladyofrosewater ? @ketchupkio ?)

Do not let it die >:(

Also Zelda 1 noo! I actually liked you! Hyrule our beloved, if only he had more games than 1 and 2...

anyway! If you've missed the poll post, here's the link!

[beardedhandstoadshark]

New Zelda headcanon just dropped:

Y’know how Hyrule Warriors Legends and Definitive Edition allow you to bring a companion fairy to battle? They can have one of the five elements in the game, and their looks, glow and general color scheme correspond to said element. So Water = Blue, Fire = red, lighting = orange/yellow, light = yellow/white, dark = purple.

Anyways, Tatl and Tael are a Light and Dark Fairy, respectively

(Minus the OP magic explosions)

Look me in the eyes and tell me these colors aren’t perfect matches- plus they’d contrast each other which fits really well

[water-mellie-seeds]

I actually never think about her/lie

[oktaviaslabyrinth]

Linkle // Hyrule Warriors Legends (2016)

[nausnian]

Link in mystic armor

[kommandantpinks-art]

@akchimp75 I took a while but I actually did it-

Anyways, this is heavily inspired by mlpoutofcontext's post aaa! 😭 (and by that I mean it's just me drawing over screenshots and stuff)

Look at me though LU fandom, I'm drawing the Linked Universe boys 👀

[cynderrfall]

Linked Universe Anime Opening

[morkiemcfly]

this is a Link’s Eyeliner appreciation post

[randomwriteronline]

“Where is that kid.”

“What kid?”

“That kid. You know-- that one. The repulsive one. With the mask. They’ve been out there on the battlefield for too much time now. If he’s dead we’ll have to collect the pieces of that damned wooden body.”

“Ah.”

Zant peers into a small globe - only contribution Vaati was willing to make to the team (thrown at them through a space-time portal accompanied by a very clear “I’m not getting stabbed by some green bastard for the fourth time, get out of my house”) - and gazes into it for a few minutes.

“If you could figure that puppet’s location out before next month it would be most convenient,” Ghirahim sneers.

“Shut up. It’s searching.”

“It’s being awfully slow in your hands. Give it to me.”

“I said shut up. It’s working just fine. Here, I can see the mask.”

“And?”

“... I can’t see the kid.”

“What.”

“The kid. The one wearing it. I can’t see him.”

“What does that mean.”

“That the kid is not attached to it. I can’t see them.”

The demon lord snatches the globe from the usurper and looks into it himself, since clearly he either can’t make it function correctly, has gone partially blind, or is too stupid to recognize a wooden child behind a mask.

Hm.

Alright.

So the mask is indeed there.

‘There’, however, is face down on some rocky terrain of sorts.

So distinctly not on the would-be-face of that pest.

“I told you,” Zant nags him.

“Shut your mouth.” Ghirahim hisses back. “You should have just asked it where the blasted menace of a puppet is instead of wasting precious time.”

“You can do that yourself.”

“Not when the thing is in your useless hands I can’t!”

“It’s in yours now.”

“It wasn’t before!”

“Now it is. Get to it.”

“If you value your tongue you best never speak to me like that again.”

The Twili bows deeply, twisting his body in a wild disgusting way.

“Oh, Demon Lord! Prized sword of my master!” he caws out, “Please, find the kid whose absence so vexes you at once!”

The Sword Spirit glares literal daggers at him, but says nothing. The blades are already bothering him by anchoring his gaudishly large clothes to the floor anyways, so he can consider his revenge executed.

Alright, look for the damned child.

The image forms a little too slow for his tastes, but at least form it does.

In roughly five seconds he wishes it had not formed.

Zant peers into the crystal curiously after managing to pull the various throwing knives out of his pants and sleeves.

He stares at it for a good minute, all will to bicker dying out completely as they both attempt to decode the image in the clear orb and either briefly fail or ruefully begin to accept the reality of the situation.

“Disgusting,” Ghirahim decretes.

Sure he’s a sadist who enjoys playing with his prey before properly gifting them the worst most painfully excruciating death he can offer them, but he has to draw the line somewhere. And he’s going to get that line and draw it right at abandoning both a perfectly good bloodied battlefield and the source of ancient horrendous power you’re meant to employ whilst fighting to instead repeatedly kiss your supposed nemesis on the mouth between giggles while laying face down on top of them kicking your feet like some kind of lovestruck youngster (which regrettably both marionette menace and green-clad pest are).

“What are they doing?” the Twili asks, seriously at a loss.

“I think this is meant to be a ‘date’ for them.”

“... I was under the impression they were enemies.”

“So was I.”

“Willing to kill each other, even.”

“Indeed.”

From the globe they see Skull Kid smack his beak back on the young Hero of Time’s lips again, causing a little laugh to come from them with a blush.

“This is horrid.”

“Absolutely grotesque.”

“What would be so repulsive to make you comment on it in such a way?”

Both freeze.

Ganondorf looks down into the small globe from well above both their heads, brows furrowed in an expression that’s annoyed, tired, and so not up for any crap that is not in any way related to him overwhelming hyrulean forces and finally getting what he damn well deserves.

He stares for a few seconds, just enough.

The sigh that leaves him is so deep and exhausted.

He waves a hand in the air with a harsh motion that says ‘whatever’ and just walks away.

-

“We should take a nap I think. The weather’s nice.”

“Won’t you get in trouble if you’re late?”

“They can’t hurt me in a way that matters. And they can see where I am and what I’m doing whenever they want anyways.”

“That’s not a very good thing.”

“Yes it is.”

“How?”

Skull Kid grins mischievously: “They think kissing is so gross.”

The Hero of Time looks at him intrigued: “Do they?”

His friend nods.

He kisses them right on the beak; the imp kicks their feet in the air with a gleeful cackle and kisses him back.

[la-sera]

Linked Universe

Finally, I was able to draw on my computer, Dauntless II.