#legend of zelda breath of the wild fanfiction

[beesandhoney1219]

Does anyone else start thinking about the fanfics they’re writing and gets really anxious about it? Especially if it’s multiple chapters? Like ‘oh god im taking too long people are going to be upset at me’ kinda anxiety?

[links-in-time]

Guilty as Sin

Smutt warning 🔞

This fic was inspired by this gorgeous piece of art by @amariaarts please go and check out more of their work it's awesome!

Also tagging @hobartsaglet, because they asked so nicely.

Sexy stuff under the cut.

Link had no idea he had fallen in love with Zelda. Until one day he looked up and couldn't see who he had been when he wasn't in love with her. At first she had just been part of his duty as the wilder of the Master Sword. Their destinies were entwined. But it was just his job at the end of the day. It didn't take long for her to grow on him though. Little things, like her fascination with nature. Her genuine love of Hyrule and it's people. Zelda showed Link things about his home he had never seen before and he loved her for it.

Zelda on that other hand had disliked Link the moment she set eyes on him. That is to say, she found him attractive, but she couldn't escape the fact that Link had achieved much of his destiny already. While she had yet to awaken even a smidge of her sacred power. Zelda projected much of her own frustrations and shortcomings onto Link, which created a gap between them.

It was only after Link realised his own feelings that Zelda seemed to soften. It began with little things at first. The odd stolen glance, or a smile left lingering after they parted. Zelda found Link's presence became a comfort instead of a nuisance. Link found himself waking up each morning, eager to see what experiments Zelda had cooked up for them for the day.

In their seventeenth year, Link was to be knighted at an official ceremony attended by all of Hyrule's great and good, as well as delegations from the other four regions.

A new Royal Guards uniform had been made especially for the occasion. Link's father remarked how much his son looked just like he had at his age. Zelda teased him about the tastles and the berret. An addition to the uniform she had always found amusing. But nothing could dampen Link's mood on this day.

Standing at the doors to the great hall in the middle of Hyrule Castle, Link waited nervously for the ceremony to begin. He had done everything perfectly up until this point. He had pulled the master sword at the tender age of twelve. He had graduated top of his class as the youngest royal guard in history. Link had even retrieved the Hylian shield, a symbol of royal Knights, in record time.

Link shifted his weight from one foot to another. Today had to be perfect too. If he stumbled. If he fumbled the words of his oath. If Calamity Ganon suddenly burst into the chamber demanding a fight... Well, Link hoped he wouldn't have to find out how that would go just yet. He fiddled with his white gloves. He itched to get back into his champions tunic, which was far more comfortable than the suit he was being forced to wear. Link cleared his throat and stared down at his feet.

"And now,"

Link's gaze shot up and he stood bolt up right at the sound of the announcement coming from inside the room.

"... without further ado, I present your champion, the Hero of Hyrule. Link!"

With one final deep breath, Link stepped towards the slowly opening doors. A thunder of applause greeted him as Link walked into the circular chamber. Every inch of floor space had been occupied by the visiting dignitaries. A small circle in the middle near the throne was illuminated by sunlight streaming in through the high windows. Link walked forwards, keeping his breathing steady as he tried not to walk too quickly.

King Roham, Zelda and the captain of the palace guards stood waiting for him. Zelda held the Master Sword raised in her hands. She smiled at him reassuringly as Link walked towards her. Just as they had rehursed, Link dropped to one knee in front of Zelda. He swept the berret from his head and held it tight and close to his chest. Link could hear his heart beating in his ears. His throat seemed tight, but he took a breath and calmed his nerves.

The ceremony itself passed in a blur of speeches and oaths.

"Link, soldier of Hyrule. Do you swear to uphold this oath to defend our kingdom? To protect its citizens and the royal house? To take this sword that seals the darkness, and wield it with honor in the name of peace and justice?"

Zelda said her lines exactly as she had rehursed. Her father nodded his approval and the collected crowd waited with baited breath for Link's reply. The man in question tilted his head to look up at Zelda standing over him. Though her face was almost impassive, Link could see the twinkle of a smile in her eyes. He turned up the corner of his mouth ever so slightly before he spoke.

"I so swear!" Link replied, clear and sure as any words he had ever spoken in his life.

His heart thumped eagerly as a roar of approval went up from the crowd. King Rhoam, the Captain and the other delegates clapped reservedly. Before Zelda said her final lines.

"It is therefore my pleasure, to dub you, Sir Link. Knight of Hyrule."

Zelda tapped the master sword on each of Link's shoulders twice before holding it out in her hands again. Another raucous cheer filled the chamber and Link took another breath before rising to his feet. He replaced the hat on his head and carefully took the sword from Zelda. He turned to face the congregation, raised the sword with one hand before sweeping it forwards and dipping into a low bow.

The rest of the ceremony passed in a blur of hand shaking, bowing and general merriment. At some point Link found himself holding a glass of what he assumed was champagne. Though he was too nervous to find out for sure. He decided to hold onto it to give at least one of his hands something to do.

The weight of the Master Sword on his back felt like a continual reminder of his new status. But Zelda helped shoulder the weight. Her easy smiles and polite chatter kept attention off of Link.

Evening drew closer and some of the nobles began to leave the party. However, as it's star attendant, Link was forced to stay. He was sure the time was fast approaching midnight and yet the celebrations seemed never ending. A ray of hope presented itself when King Rhoam announced that he was retiring for the night. As her father disappeared through the crowd, Zelda wove her way back to Link.

"I think it's safe for us to leave now," she uttered close to his ear.

"Are you sure? Aren't I supposed to stay until everyone else leaves?" Link replied nervously.

"At this point we've shaken hands with everyone at least twice. I don't think they'll miss either of us now. Besides, there's plenty of alcohol to keep them happy until dawn. Speaking of which," Zelda reach for and plucked the glass from Link's hand. "I think you've been holding onto that for long enough."

She gracefully placed the glass onto a trey as a server passed them by. His hands now empty, Link clasped them behind his back and shot Zelda an appreciative smile.

"Come on, let's get out of here," she whispered.

Wriggling her fingers into Link's hand, she tugged him gently towards a side door in the chamber. Together they slipped out of sight. No longer observed, the teenagers hurried along the narrow corridor, giddy in their childish behaviour. At the next corner, the pair collapsed against a wall in a fit of laughter.

Finally able to relax after the long day of pomp and ceremony, Link's heart was thumping to a different rhythm. Freed of his inhibitions and giddy with how well he had been received, he pushed himself off the wall towards Zelda. She eyed him wtih feighned caution as Link approached. He slipped a hand around the back of her neck, while the other rested on her hip.

"May your Knight have a kiss from his beautiful princess?" He asked in a breathy voice.

"Hmm, I think I can oblige," she replied, mischief sparking in her eyes.

Link smiled as he closed the distance between them, planting his lips against hers. Heat blossomed between them as the kiss changed from a flash of a moment, to something deeper. Link drew back to take a breath and drink in the sight of Zelda. She was gorgeous as always, in her royal blue gown, a slender tiara holding back her golden locks. But no crown or jewels could compare to her smile. A gift Link cherished, for it was a smile she reserved only for him.

"Link, I... I want to ask you something," Zelda said hesitantly, her smiled waining a little.

"Ask me what love?"

"I know you feel as I feel about us. I love you Link and I'm determined to spend my life with you," Zelda began. Link's heart soared to hear those words. Though she had said them in variations before.

"As do I. If it were possible I would be by your side for as long as I live."

"I want you Link," Zelda sighed, her eyelids heavy.

"You have me," Link frowned, not quite understanding Zelda's meaning. "You have me entirely."

"That's just it Link. I DO want you entirely. I want you every way a man and woman can have each other. I want, you."

Zelda searched Link's eyes for some sense of understanding. However, with his mind still a jumble of oaths, dignitaries names, and other wayward thoughts, Link failed to catch Zelda's meaning. To help him along, Zelda trailed one of her gloved hands from Link's ear, over his chest, down over his belt and towards his crotch. Link's breathing hitched. His body shuddered against his will and a spark ignighted somewhere inside him.

"Uh, do you mean you want to... to..." Link fumbled to find a word that wouldn't make him sound like an ignorant idiot.

Several came to mind of course. He wasn't completely naive, just inexperienced. In his years in the barracks Link had been subjected to all manner of dirty words and language, not fit for the halls of the castle.

The other soldiers found him fun to tease, but Link always took it in good spirits. His life left little room for romance (until Zelda of course) and he found that any girls or boys his age couldn't get past the Hero title and see him for who he really was.

Since they had begun their romance, Link had spent many nights alone in his room thinking of Zelda. Thinking of her, of being with her. Kissing her, and how it might feel to sleep with her. Touching himself with her name on his tongue.

"Are you sure?" He asked, searching her gaze for the right thing to do. Zelda nodded.

"I'm sure, I want us to give each other everything."

Link closed his eyes and tried to collect his thoughts.

"You don't want to?" Zelda asked, confused by Link's less than enthusiastic reaction. She thought he would be happy about her suggestion.

"Of course I do," Link replied quickly, leaning forward to kiss Zelda again. "It's just, I don't think your father would approve."

Link wasn't an idiot. He knew what the King would do if he found out Link and Zelda had slept together without saying vows before a priest first. As free as other couples could be before marriage, there were still expectations on a princess to produce a legitimate heir to the throne.

"Link," Zelda said with an eyebrow raised. "I don't want to think about my father right now."

To emphasise this point, Zelda kissed Link firmly, hooking her hands behind his neck while she slipped her tongue into his mouth. Link moaned against her, his inhibitions melting in her embrace. His hands found her hips and pressed Zelda against the wall behind her. Link leant against her a little, triggering a different heat between them. Zelda's hands wandered into Link's hair, tugging the berret from his head and pulling it onto hers instead.

Link drew back with a chucke, taking in the sight of Zelda with his berret plonked lopsidedly onto her head. She only ever showed her fun and silly side to him. There was no one else for her to share it with. Her father had all but closed himself off to her, seemingly preferring Link as a sort of surrogate child. With Link she could be whoever she wanted to be.

"Alright, I'm sorry. I'm just, my head's all over the place right now," Link sighed.

"Well maybe we can do something about that," Zelda murmured, close to Link's ear.

Another shudder ran down his spine and he lurched forwards reflexively. This time his lips went to Zelda's neck. Pulling down the high collar of her dress to expose the soft skin beneath. Link planted soft sucking kisses against Zelda's neck, drawing out a soft 'oh' from the Princess.

"Mmm, Link. I think we aught to move this somewhere more private." Zelda said, trying to focus her thoughts.

"You have somewhere in mind?" Link replied, speaking between kisses.

"We could go to my chambers. But there's always the chance one of my servants or Impa could walk in. I don't know anywhere else someone won't see us." Zelda mused, beginning to fret they wouldn't be able to be alone together.

"We could go to my room," Link suggested, his hands wandering over Zelda's body. "It's on the other side of the castle but no one has any reason to go in there other than myself. We wouldn't be disturbed."

Zelda's heart fluttered. She had only been to Link's room once. He had to take her with him to fetch some things from his room, and they may or may not have had a makeout session against his desk.

The couple wove their way through the castle towards the rooms reserved for officers and the heads of the castle staff. Links room was up several flights of stairs and by the time they reached his simple wooden door, Zelda was panting slightly.

"Not breathless already my love?" Link asked teasingly, earning him a half hearted swipe from Zelda.

"Just open the door!" She giggled, tentatively hopping about behind Link.

As quick as the door was open Link closed and bolted it behind them. He quickly set about lighting some candles and lamps around the room, then spun around to find Zelda. She had perched herself on the end of his bed, looking up at him through half lidded eyes. A wave of realisation washed over Link. Zelda was here, with him, in his room. Of course he was excited. What idiot wouldn't be?! But as desperate as Link was, he also wanted to savour every single second of this moment for as long as he could make it last.

Link had grown hard a while ago. A few staircases ago at least. But Zelda was the most important thing in his world in that moment. Whatever she wanted, she was going to get.

"Will you kiss me, Sir Link," she hummed, her singsong voice drawing Link close.

He dropped to his knees in front of her and reached up to place his hands on either side of her face. Link pulled Zelda in for a kiss, soft and gentle but laced with desire. He teased her a little, pulling back a short way. Each time she tried to chase him, he pulled away again. A smile played on his lips and Zelda huffed in frustration.

"You are a terrible tease Sir Knight, not very chivalrous at all!" Zelda crossed her arms in mock annoyance.

"I'm sorry your highness, I'll endeavour to make it up to you." Link pouted, but it quickly turned into a smile.

Making quick work of removing his gloves, Link moved his hands to lift the hem of Zelda's skirt. Working his way up from her slender ankles, he trailed his fingers along the inside of her legs. Zelda hummed with approval at the feeling of Link's rough hands on her soft skin. His lips joined his hands in their exploration of Zelda thighs. Kissing the skin as he lifted her dress higher and higher. Zelda gasped as Link's fingers brushed against her underwear. He paused, but when Zelda didn't pull away or tell him to stop, he continued.

Link brushed his knuckles against Zelda's crotch. Finding a small patch of wetness Link's heart skipped. Rising quickly to his feet Link easily picked Zelda up by her waist and laid her down in the middle of the bed. Zelda barely had time to cry out in surprise before Link was on top of her. She lifted her hands to pull his face down for further kisses, while Link's hands returned to Zelda's thigh. Inching closer to the crease between her leg and her torso. Link fumbled a little with Zelda's underwear as she distracted him with kisses, pulling him closer and closer. She moaned against his lips as his fingers slid beneath the offending fabric and delved between her folds.

Zelda let out a soft note of surprise, her eyes flying wide as Link's fingers made contact with her sensative skin. She pulled away from their kiss and their eyes met. Link's were searching, waiting for her to give him some sign to continue. Zelda almost froze. She knew the feeling of her own fingers between her legs all too well. To have Link's there instead felt a bit foreign. But not unpleasant. After a moment she realised Link had stopped and she looked into his questioning gaze.

"It's alright, you just surprised me. That's all. Please don't stop." Zelda quickly reassured him, caressing his cheek with the back of her hand. Link lent into her hand slightly.

"I'm not hurting you?" He asked. Zelda shook her head.

"Not at all."

They both smiled at each other. Link bent down to kiss her neck just beneath her ear, drawing out a long sigh, while Link's fingers moved again. Sliding one digit over her clit he pressed firmly against the soft skin. His own heart raced as he found the source of the wetness beneath Zelda's underwear. He moved his finger between her lower lips, slowly and softly. Link relished in the little gasps and moans Zelda was making. Reassuring him he was on the right track.

After a few moments fondling Zelda's folds, Link slid a finger towards her hole. Zelda's next breath caught in her throat as one of Link's fingers slipped inside her. He waited for her to adjust to the sensation before pushing in a little further.

"Are you okay?" Link asked, noticing Zelda had squeezed her eyes shut. She nodded, letting out a breath she hadn't realised she was holding. As she did so, the feeling of Link's finger inside her became more pleasurable.

Link began to slide his finger back and forth, hooking it slightly against the inside of Zelda's walls. Zelda's back arched off the bed and she threw her arms around Link's neck, dragging him down towards her. As she did so, Link added another finger, stretching her slightly. Zelda hummed her approval and her face blushed in a wide smile. Link's hand moved faster, creating more friction and increasing the volume of Zelda's moans. She began to breathe shallow breaths in time with his movements, while she enjoyed Link fingering her.

Zelda could feel the ball of heat and pleasure building within her. The rest of her body cried out for attention while Link drew her closer and closer to the precipice. Her heart swelled with love and desire as the wave of her first orgasm washed over her. She came with a shudder and Link withdrew his hand, slick with Zelda's cum. Zelda slumped down into the mattress, an easy smile on her lips. Link thoughtlessly wiped his hand on his new uniform and crawled forwards to plant a kiss on Zelda's forehead.

"You okay?" He whispered.

After a beat Zelda nodded, eyes closed in bliss.

"I'm good," she breathed eventually. "You have some talented fingers Link."

"I was, I was only doing what you seemed to enjoy."

"Mmm, very much so," Zelda nodded, her head rising off the pillow slightly.

"Good." Link's gaze dropped to Zelda's torso, clad in her royal blue ceremonial gown. "May I?" He asked, a hint of mischief in his expression.

Zelda nodded a little more eagerly than she meant to. However, realising her dress was a little complicated to unfasten, she began to push herself up into a sitting position. As quickly as she could, Zelda talked Link through how to help her out of her gown. He was surprisingly dexterous for a warrior. But given how easily he had drawn her to a climax, she shouldn't have been so surprised.

Link made quick work of the fastenings on Zelda's dress. He worked it off her shoulders and tugged it down past her legs. The heavy fabric pooled on the floor, along with her gloves and her underwear. Link hesitated to remove her corset, but after a little coaxing from Zelda, he loosened the laces. At last he pulled her slip off over her head and to his surprise, she sat down on his lap on the edge of the bed.

She was so perfect. Her hair was loose and draped around her shoulders. Unadorned by crowns or jewels, Link found Zelda eneven more bewitching. His heart swelled even more than he thought possible as he reached out a tentative hand to softly brush her arm. He cursed his fingers for their roughness, but Zelda didn't seem to mind. She didn't flinch or complain, simply closed her eyes and grinned at the feeling of Link's skin against hers. Speaking of skin.

"I seem to be at a disadvantage now," Zelda pointed out, eyeing Link's very much still clothed form.

She unclasped his collar and began to work his belt buckles. While Zelda undressed him, Link's eyes drifted across her form, settling on her breasts. A nervous breath shook him as he slowly reached up to caress the underside of Zelda's plump boosm. She responded with a breathy laugh, distracted a little from her task by Link's touch.

"You're distracting me Link," she chuckled.

But link wasn't deterred, he found he liked teasing her. Almost as much as he liked the feeling of her firm breast beneath his hand. He rubbed an experimental thumb over her soft nipple. Zelda shuddered, pressing her wet crotch further into his lap. His cock twitched at being so close to her. Only a few layers of fabric separating him from what he so desperately wanted. Zelda must have felt his movement because she began to grind herself into Link's lap.

"Now who's teasing," he chucked.

Zelda laughed, but kept pleasuring herself on Link's crotch. She could feel his hardness growing, almost reaching up to meet her. By the goddess she wanted to feel him inside her. She wanted him to fuck her senseless, until she forgot all about duty, and power, and her inheritance.

At last Zelda worked Link's tunic off over his head and slipped off his undershirt, exposing his torso. He was slim for a young man his age. A little shorter than Zelda too, which she often delighted in reminding him. A few pale scars criss crossed his body, showing the history of his journey to become a Knight of the kingdom. Zelda traced her finger along one cutting low across his abs.

Link flinched and stopped fondling Zelda's breast for a moment.

"That tickles!" He complained.

"What's it from?" She asked.

"Duelling with some older boys in town," Link dropped his gaze slightly. "They weren't too happy with me after I beat them all. They pinned me down and one of them took out a knife. Said I needed to learn a lesson. I didn't care that much."

Heart strings thoroughly tugged, Zelda dipped down to kiss the aforementioned scar. She left a trail of soft pecks along the pink line. Link closed his eyes and sighed at the feeling of Zelda's soft lips on his scar torn skin.

Link rubbed his hands up and down Zelda's body before pulling her into a tight embrace.

"I love you Zel," he uttered into her ear.

"Mmm, I love you too Link."

Occupying Link with a sloppy kiss, her tongue shoved down his throat, Zelda unbuttoned Link's trousers. She grabbed the top of his trousers and his underwear, pulling at them in unison. Caught off guard, Link lifted himself off the bed for a moment and his clothes dropped to the ground. He gasped suddenly as Zelda's body pressed against his cock.

"Zel!" He huffed in shock.

"Sorry, did I... Sorry," Zelda scrambled to apologise. Link shook his head.

"It's alright, just, getting used to a couple of things," he replied nervously.

Outwardly he was just about managing to keep his cool. Internally he was shaking like a nervous Korok. He watched with baited breath as Zelda moved her hand towards his cock and wrapped her fingers around him. A small sound caught in his throat and Zelda hesitated.

"Is this okay?" She asked softly.

Link nodded and tried to relax. He dropped his shoulders and moved his hands down to Zelda's hips. Link closed his eyes as Zelda's hand slid over his cock. He twitched in her grasp and Zelda couldn't help but smile. She wiggled a little excitedly on his lap and quickly gave each of her fingers a suck. Moving her now slippery fingers back to Link's cock, she rubbed the tip of his head. A bead of pre-cum trailed behind her finger and Zelda bent to lick it.

"Oh!" Link groaned out, gripping the soft flesh of Zelda's thighs at the sudden sensation. "Oh goddesses!"

Excited by Link's reaction, Zelda started to slider her fist up and down Link's shaft. Slowly at first, gauging his reaction with each stroke. She was intensely aware of the possibility of hurting him or doing something wrong to ruin the moment. Little did she know that no matter what she was doing Link wouldn't have cared. His brain, which usually wasn't up to much anyway, was almost completely empty. His only thoughts were of Zelda's hand around his dick and the bounce of her breasts while she pleasured him.

Link looked down at said breasts and leaned forward. Zelda continued to fist him while Link's lips brushed against one of her nipples.

"Ahhh," Zelda breathed out a laugh of pleasure.

Link closed his mouth around the delicate bud and began to suck. Zelda's hand went still and she rested the other against Link's shoulder for support.

"Mmmm, oh!" She muttered against his neck.

Link moved to cover her other nipple with his mouth, flicking her nipple with his tongue. One hand wound it's way up to her other breast and began massaging the now wet, stiffened nub with his thumb and forefinger. Zelda's body convulsed with the sensation. She could feel fresh wetness slickening her thighs as it dripped onto Link's legs beneath her. She pulled herself closer to him and her clit pressed against his cock. Link pushed down the urge to buck his hips forward and simply enjoyed the feeling of Zelda's wet folds against his rock hard dick.

When Zelda's head fell back Link gathered her up in his arms and turned her over onto the bed. With his arms planted either side of her head, he braced himself above her. Zelda looked up at him, her green eyes shining with the flickering of candle light. She looked up at Link's, Sky blue dazzling above her. It really was like looking up at the sky. If the sky were waiting to fuck her.

Link dropped his head to Zelda's chest and left a trail of sucking wet kisses across her collar bones. Zelda hummed with each kiss until she started giggling. Link snorted a laugh then carefully lifted Zelda's left leg. He kissed the inside of her thigh as he moved himself in between her legs. Glancing up at her face, Link found Zelda staring at him through half lidded eyes. Her golden hair splayed out around her like a halo.

His body pulled him forward with an equal measure of desire and devotion. He wasn't quite sure if he should say a silent prayer. But since Zelda was a literal reincarnation of a goddess, he thought it probably wouldn't make any difference. Link crawled forwards and pressed his pelvis against Zelda's. His cock met the wetness of her folds and twitched with anticipation. Zelda hummed at the thought of the pleasure to come. While Link carefully lifted his cock to line himself up.

There was a moment of brief tension while Link figured out where he was supposed to be. But an instant later he felt himself entering Zelda's body. The tip of his cock pushed past her walls and slipped easily inside.

"Oh!" Zelda let out a long gasp.

For a horrible moment Link thought she was in pain. He stilled himself and looked back down at her face. She was smiling, tentatively, but she was smiling. Her eyes were closed but Link could see them rolling behind her delicate lids.

"Are you okay?" Link breathed, hardly daring to speak. After a moment Zelda nodded.

"I'm okay," she replied in a voice barely more than a whisper. "It feels," she paused, "It feels good."

"Okay," Link breathed with a sigh of relief. "It feels good for me too. Can I move a little?"

"Uh huh, just, go slowly okay."

"Alright, I won't do anything you don't want me to," he assured her firmly.

His mind set at peace, Link pushed a little more of his cock into Zelda. She gasped and shuddered with each of his movements so Link kept things slow and gentle for a while. With a few inches of his cock surrounded by her tight wet walls, Link drew back a little. But not all the way. When just his head was left inside, he pushed forwards again. Relishing in the fresh tightness around his cock, Link repeated the motion. Gradually he picked up speed until he found a rhythm he could maintain.

Link felt his balls begin to swell as they slapped against Zelda's ass. With each of his thrusts she let out a groan, each spurring Link on to go faster. But he held back ever so slightly, because she had asked him to.

"Oh, Link," Zelda breathed, reaching up to tangle her fingers in his hear.

Link realised then that he had lost his hairband at some point, and his dusty blond hair had fallen lose around his face. It clung to the sweat on his face and around his neck. The feeling of Zelda's fingers tightly curled into his locks sent shivers down his spine. Link bucked convulsively at her touch, earning him a sudden gasp from the Princess.

"I'm sorry," he said quickly, panting a little.

"No it's fine, please... Please Link, for the love of Hyrule, please don't stop."

Link raised his eyebrows. This dream was getting even better. Link resumed the movement of his hips but he saw Zelda shake her head.

"Faster, please. Fuck me harder Link!"

Something primal pulled at Link and seemed to take over him them. Something wild and untamed. A side of him he never knew he had. Pulling Zelda's hips up slightly onto his lap, Link increased his pace and rammed harder into Zelda's hole. She cried out in satisfaction and Link moved faster, hammering into Zelda his thoughts only for their shared pleasure.

"I'm, I'm going to cum," he stammered through grasping breaths. "We should stop."

"No please!" Zelda almost begged, lifting her head off the pillow to stare up at Link. "Please Link, don't stop. I'm so close."

"Zelda, we mustn't," Link sighed, with an audible groan of annoyance. "You can't..."

Whatever Link was about to tell her Zelda couldn't do, he didn't get the chance to say it. She cut him off in an instant.

"I can Link. You're the only person in this kingdom I want this with."

"But your fa-"

"My father will either have to accept the idea of us being together, or we will simply leave. Both of us know how to survive on our own in the world. I'd leave tomorrow if it meant I could be with you for the rest of my life. I want to have everything with you Link."

Two sides warred within Link in that brief moment. His honour told him this was not the chivalrous thing to do. But he had left chivalry at the door when he invited Zelda into his bed. Knowing there was always a risk. Of course he would have prepared a little better if Zelda had given him a little more warning. The other side of his brain, the one filled with endorphins and testosterone, jumped into action.

"Okay, only if you're sure," Link sighed, reaching forwards to caress Zelda's cheek.

She turned her head to kiss his fingers, tasting a little of herself on his hand. Then she looked up at him and nodded.

"I'm sure."

With renewed energy, Link gradually built up his rhythm again. But it wasn't long before his thrusts became a manic pounding. Link dropped his hands to the bed and Zelda linked her arms behind his neck, holding onto him for dear life. Zelda could feel the crest of her climax approaching with every thrust of Link's body against hers. Link knew he couldn't last much longer, his cock and his body throbbed with the need for release. But he waited, he wasn't sure what he was waiting for, but he decided he'd know it when he felt it.

Zelda clenched and spasmed around Link's cock. Their eyes met for a brief moment before Zelda's mouth dropped into a wide Oh. Link felt a rush of warmth around his dick and with a deep thrust he let himself come undone. Thick white ropes of cum filled Zelda, while she pulled Link down close to her. He nuzzled his face into the crook of her neck while she hugged him tightly against her body, shuddering with each movement. Both of them breathed deeply, clawing to get their breath back.

Link felt Zelda's legs spasming either side of his body and gently began to lift himself up. Or he would have if it's arm hadn't given out beneath him. He tried to apologise but Zelda only laughed, high on her rush. Link tried again, better prepared for the exhaustion now pulling at his body. He pulled out of Zelda carefully and quickly tugged his pants on.

A moment later he had Zelda in his arms, blankets thrown over their sweat covered bodies to keep them warm. He had one of his legs laid over hers, his arms wrapped around her body to hold her close. He wanted to be closer. Which he knew was a stupid thought given what they had just done. But he just couldn't seem to get her close enough. Skin pressed against skin, Link wished he could somehow be closer. The scent of sweat and sex and Zelda's hair filled his nostrils and he breathed out a deep sigh.

"I love you. I love you Zel," he muttered into her shoulder.

"I love you too, Link."

[demiboydemon]

You can decide for yourself who’s the husband and who’s the wife here

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When Paya met Zelda 😅🤷‍♀️

She's hot for them BOTH! Paya is the ultimate Zelink shipper representation lol.

Cheers!

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some beautiful men

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um !! so ive totally been using ur page as my nightly routine teehee and like. sorry in advance if ur requests r clsoed , im new to tumblr so i seriously have no idea how to check😭😭

but i was thinking ;; could you please write a smut for totk link and fem reader ? in whichhh u both hide in a closet together in like the castle or smth.. and to calm u down he like lets u ride him HAJHAH

so embarrassed, but imagining the shakey breaths and sounds of his armour clanking against the wall as he thrusts upwar ds .....

i know im a slut but im only a girl !! i cant help it..!

- r 🍒

Hero's Duty (BOTW Link x Reader)

𝗔/𝗡: 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗴𝗼!

𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚: 𝗿𝗶𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴, 𝘃𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗹 𝘀𝗲𝘅, 𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗸 𝗹𝗼𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗼𝘀𝘂𝗿𝗲 𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗽𝘂𝘀𝘀𝘆 𝗟𝗠𝗔𝗢

𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚? ⇒ 𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩

𝙟𝙤𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙧?

𝙗𝙪𝙮 𝙢𝙚 𝙖 𝙘𝙤𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙚?

He shouldn’t be doing this. He shouldn’t be giving in like this. He should be stronger than this. He shouldn’t be thinking like this. He shouldn’t be  wanting  this. He shouldn’t. He shouldn’t.  He shouldn’t. 

  But fate is a cruel mistress. And he can’t stand it when you squeeze your thighs together and look at him like he’s the only thing you’ll ever need.  He can’t stand it.

  Still, He’s supposed to be a knight. He’s supposed to be a hero. Disciplined and proper. Courageous and strong. Polite. Gallant. Respect. Dignified.  Honorable.  He’s supposed to be  all those things.  And he is! He swears, deep down inside he is. He knows he is.  Everyone  knows he is. He’s been congratulated by the king directly before. Called upon by him to take up arms and join the fight. And He serves Princess. He serves the people. He serves the kingdom. Hell, he’s even wearing some of his royal armor right now. He’s supposed to be a knight. He’s supposed to be a hero. He’s supposed to be  protecting you  right now.

  Not lifting up your dress and gripping your hips as he bounces your needy little hole down onto his cock over and over and over and over again. 

  It’s not what he should be doing. He has a mission. He has orders. He has a task to complete. Duty to fulfill. People to  protect.  People who  need  him. But your pussy feels so tight and so warm and so  wet  around his cock it’s amazing how he managed to last this long. But now that he started, he knows he can’t stop. He  won’t  stop. Not until he’s finished. Not until you’re  both  finished. 

  “ Ah….um, Link- Ah~”

  However long it takes. 

  “You like that, princess?” He murmurs lowly, blue eyes narrowing in on your face as your eyes cross and your mouth falls open into a lewd expression. You don’t respond- at least, you don’t respond with words to his question. But at this point, he’s not even sure if you would have been able to hear him over the sounds of your cute little whimpers and moans as he thursts his hips into you. Or maybe it’s the dirty sounds of your  soaking  wet little cunt taking in every single inch of his dick that keeps you from hearing the sound of your lover’s voice. He doesn’t know for certain, but the selfish,  selfish  part of him likes to think it’s a combination of the two. And the rational part of him? “You’re taking me so well pretty girl.  So well. ”

  The rational part of him  knows  it’s a little bit of both. Plus the fact that you always manage to get a little dick drunk when someone fucks you good and proper. And luckily for you, Link’s happy to play knight in shining armor to his needy little princess and her  perfectly tight little holes -

  Fuck,  you bring out the worst in him. But you know that don’t you? He swears it. He swears you do. He swears you  have to .  Goddesses,  he doesn’t even remember what he’s supposed to be doing right now. He knows it was supposed to be something important. Something only he could do. But then you started getting anxious. After every battle, after every fight- you still manage to worry about him. You still manage to fear that your powers and your efforts as his support won’t be good enough. 

  It’s cute how you worry. It’s cute how you care. But he had a job to do. And he needed you in good shape to do it. But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t quell your nerves. Your silent shaking. Your quiet whimpers. And worst of all? Every promise that he’ll protect was starting to fall flat in your ears. Every comforting touch didn’t seem like it worked. Didn’t seem like it was  enough . But he had a job to do. A job that included your safekeeping and your safe return. So he did what any good knight would do. 

  He pulled you into the nearest closet he could find and got you nice and relaxed on his fingers before stuffing you nice and full with his cock. 

  Now your moans bounce off the walls like hymns in a church. Now his name falls off of your lips like deities in a prayer. Now you can be protected. Nurtured. Cared for. All by him. All for you. 

  And maybe there were better ways of taking care of you and your fears. Maybe an orgasm and a good dicking down isn’t exactly what you need in this moment. But your precious little pussy is taking his cock so effortlessly that he’s starting to feel less of a knight and more like a man. A man who can’t help but have wants. A man who can’t help but feel lust. A man who can’t help but need to  fuck  a pretty girl when he’s not supposed to and make excuses about it.

  And he’ll do it again the next chance he gets. He’ll do it all over again. 

  “ Mmm, Link I’m…I’m close…”

  Your whimper is quiet, but within the four walls of this closet, it could be the loudest thing in the world right now. Louder than the loud slap of his pelvis hitting against your skin. Louder than his armor groaning and creaking under all this movement. Louder than the sound of you get exactly what you asked for when you look at your hero to distract you- to  save you - from this moment of fear. 

  “ Oh, yeah baby? You’re getting close? ”

  But that’s the thing… he knows. He knows because you’ve been getting louder. He knows because you’ve been getting  tighter . He knows because every single time his gaze falls back to the spot where your bodies join, and his dick gets swallowed up by your  perfect little cunt  time after time, he feels his own core tightening up in a way he can only assume will leave you nice and full and  messy  until he gets the chance to clean you up later on. He  knows  you’re close. He  knows .

  “ Well, that’s too bad, princess.”  He grinds out, eyes narrowing into slits as his hands tighten his grip on your hips. And  goddesses,  how you whimper. Goddesses, how you  whine . But no matter how many times you beg him and you cry to him he doesn’t change up like he knows you want him to. He doesn’t shift his angle to hit deeper. He doesn’t speed up his thrusts to hit faster. He doesn’t cater to your every whim. He doesn’t listen to your heavenly cries when you beg him to let you reach euphoria with every single breath you take. At least, not this time. At least, not yet. 

  But fuck,  you bring out the worst in him. You bring out the absolute worst in him. You bring out the  man  in him. So it’s only fair. It’s only fair that he takes what’s his. It’s only fair that he calls the shots. That he makes the orders on this battlefield. That he fucks you how he wants to. That he fucks you how he needs to. 

  That he fucks you like he absolutely should.

  Because deep down in his mind, he’s still a knight. He’s still disciplined and proper. Courageous and strong. Polite. Gallant. Respect. Dignified.  Honorable.  He can learn to say no to you. He can learn not to give into your every want. To your every need. He can learn. He can do it. He’s your knight in shining armor. He’s your one and only hero. Your one and only  everything . So he can do it. He can do it. He can. 

  Can’t he?

[trashieart]

All 3 dragons finished! If you enjoy these I plan to do more breath of the wild art! 🫶✨🐲🔥🌿❄️

[thesadpuffin]

the ending I really wanted from botw 😭

[spicyicetea]

My dearest soulmate

So some people wanted a Ganondorf version of my Calamity!reader so I'm finally writing it, enjoy.

An old proverb. Oral legend passed down through the Gerudo families for centuries. Their king, who is only born every century, and his fated love. Many reject this as the truth. Their desire for the king to be free to conquer Hyrule is so strong that they hide the legend. One slip up is all it took for all that work to come undone.

"What did you say?" The King's voice boomed, demanding and harsh.

The servant quivered in fear as her friend stepped forward to explain.

"We were just speaking about an old story we heard from our mothers as children my king. Our apologies for angering you."

"What story? The beginning was similar to an old legend I have read about, this may be the end of what I desire to learn!" He grins, staring down at them.

The shortest woman gulped and began to recite the story as she remembered it,

"Once every 100 years, a king will be born into the Gerudo royal family. He shall bring forth an era of change and power to the Gerudo people. This legendary king will fall victim to a knight chosen by the Sword that seals the darkness. A cycle of pain that can only be broken through union of the king and the Lady of Calamity."

"Lady of Calamity? I haven't yet heard this part of my legend." "Yes... this has been ignored as the Gerudo people of the past could never find her and assumed she didn't exist."

"Well, if she is what I require to win, than we shall find her. Prepare the army, we do not sleep until that woman is found!" The King yelled, walking off to arm himself.

---POV CHANGE---

It was a normal day for the young elven woman. The dark bubbling malice followed her feet padding along the grass through the forest. Her home. She had no choice but to hide from the village people she once regarded as family who exiled her once her powers had emerged. An ancient legend caused her to be thrown to the wolves by her former friends, although it did mean she would avoid execution. Words uttered by Hylians of old had doomed her to a life of solitary suffering unless she succumbed to the fate the world had set for her. But, she would never. Why in the world would she throw herself into the arms of pure and utter evil. Ganondorf. Her soulmate.

Although she had never met him, obviously, the tales of the crimes he had committed against her kind made her fear the man. She herself knew she was far from weak, the malice that follows her beck and call protects her well enough. Yet, she was apparently, his win condition for his atrocities. Just because her people betrayed her, doesn't mean she will betray them.

A dense unsettling air settled over the forest. Y/N felt the hairs on the back of her neck stand up as she glanced around the trees cautiously. An arrow whizzed by her face and she jumped back, falling down as a heavy foot was brought down on her chest.

"Stay down Hylian!" The Gerudo woman commanded. "We look for the Lady of Calamity, have you heard that name? Many say she's as tall as us Gerudo and as strong as a Lynel."

Y/N felt her breath catch in her throat. Perhaps she could hide who she was by lying and going along with the rumors they had heard. Yes, that's a great way to escape!

"Ah, yes! She resides in a nearby village. She protects them from monster attacks." She said hurried in a soft voice.

The Gerudo woman nodded and removed her foot from Y/N's chest. She sat up and held the aching ribs, the pain soon dissipating from fear. An intense wave of nausea overcame her as a strange smell filled her nose. The hot desert sand, Warm Saffina oil and a faint dizzying musk. Her vision shook as she lent down, wiping sweat from her brow.

On the other side of the thick treeline the Gerudo King was having a similar struggle. His head became clouded with the strange pounding of his heart, echoing through his body. The fresh scent of the forest was pierced by a sinful sweet smell. Every step he took, following the scent made him feel as if he was going to collapse. His warriors followed him as he made his way past the trees, staring directly at the meek woman on the floor.

"Lord Ganondorf, are you alright?"

"Stay away," The woman groaned. "I haven't fought for so long to lose to you now, you beast."

"Do not speak to the King like that," One of the warriors yelled, but was silenced as Ganondorf chuckled.

"Look at me woman, where is she?"

"where is who? I do not know the woman you seek! Leave me be!" She growls, ripping at the grass beneath her hands to stay calm.

Ganondorf just chuckles darkly, standing over the woman.

"I know she is here, my wife, my queen to be. Now where does she hide?"

"Nowhere! I live alone in these woods, I do not know the woman you seek. I have never seen a single woman around these parts as tall as any of you!" She declared in rush.

"You're lying, I can sense her!" The King yelled yanking her up by her arm to finally look at him.

The moments their eyes locked he could feel himself fall apart. Her lashes shielded most of her eyes from his gaze, yet the iris' he could see filled him with a strange sensation. Y/N felt her knees buckle and immediately fall apart as he grabbed her, a dull heat drumming where he had made contact, as well as forming deep knots in her abdomen. Her lips parted as she panted, a strange heat settling over the two despite the chill winds in the forest. Ganondorf felt his body begin to hunger for the small woman, noticing the malice prepared to catch her should he drop her. Although, he didn't plan to. Lust. That described the immense, powerful sensation that was taking over his mind. An unstoppable, violent desire to part her thighs and control her small form. His people would worship her, similar to how he already did. She stared up at him in fear, his mind still caught in a trance.

"Ganondorf?" She muttered, worried he would kill her then and there.

The small whimpers just inspired more sinful desires. For her to scream his name into the cold desert nights to consummate their marriage, only his body heat to warm her small, fragile form. Months later for her to have the Gerudo guards at her beck and call as she relaxed in their bed, plump with his young. Years later small red-headed children running around her legs as she carried their youngest child, greeting him back from a battle. Yes, it was all perfect. He would conquer Hyrule for her. For his wife.

I hope you sinners enjoyed that, I know I did. I'm gonna tag those who I saw asking for it so they get notifs. If you like this then go check out my other pieces of writing! Thanks and bye!

Tagged: @professor-petty @simp-erman @kujogoofzeus

[zeldaseyebrows]

Rest in pieces, Link

Fun little redraw of an old doodle (since my art has improved since then oop) in honor of this scene finally happening in the latest chapter of Sacrilege and Sororities (my grad school au fic)!

[twilight-vivi]

Please Relax 🥀

BOTW/TOTK! Link x Witch!Reader

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It’s late in the night and yet here you are, cooking some kind of stew. You preferred the nighttime; it’s peaceful. Well usually. Ever since that “upheaval” monsters have been coming around more often.

Link hadn’t been stopping by as often. You understand that he’s busy fixing this damaged world but you worried. He’s just one man.

You hummed while cooking before covering the pot. You then glanced out the window when hearing something.

It was Link.

He looked disgruntled as he came toward the cottage. A clear face of annoyance and pain.

You walked out to greet him, trying to make some kind of eye contact.

“Link? Are you okay?” You asked softly while rubbing his shoulder, only for him to shake his head.

“Well… I made dinner.” You said. “You came just in time.”

He gave you a weak smile and held your hand as you led him inside.

He was quick to remove his boots and hood and you put them to the side.

The man sat at the table and waited patiently as you got a bowl ready for him. He was looking at his arm, the Zonai tech giving him a stinging feeling of anger.

Placing the bowls on the table, you sit in front of him, smiling as he excitedly grabbed his fork.

He was starving.

The man gobbled up the food so fast which honestly surprised you. He was practically feral.

“Link… are you alright…?”

He looked at you while playing with the remaining remnants of his food. Only sighing.

“Link…” you sighed while gently taking his hand. “Please, you can tell me…”

“I-… mmm… I just…” he couldn’t seem to get the words out. He was so frustrated that he could barely speak. Which wasn’t too abnormal.

“Sign it, love…”

Instantly, he started moving his hands. His sign was fast and sharp, an indication of annoyance or anger. You could barely keep up but every once in a while he’d add a word or two.

[ I cant stand this. I don’t understand why Hylia would do this?!] he signed.

“Everything!” He said with a loud whisper which startled you a bit.

[I’m back at square one!] He continued before balling his fists.

“Link—”

“Selfish.” He spoke up. “I’m selfish.”

“You’re not selfish.” You sighed while squeezing his hand. “You’re just one man. Too much has happened…”

He couldn’t really make eye contact with you and only looked out the window.

You move to sit next to him and rub his cheek. Why is he beating himself up so much?

He looked at you briefly before looking down, seemingly ashamed of himself.

“C’mon.” You stood up. “Let me see… I have new potions.”

“I’m fine…” he muttered.

“Just routine scar treatment. Please…”

Link nodded and stood up while following you to the bedroom.

You lifted one of his sleeves, noticing a more bruising than last time.

“Link… what happened here??”

He only signed one word. Fell.

You sighed while taking some cream like substance from a small jar.

“It’ll be a little cold…” you warned before rubbing it over his bruised arm.

He winced a bit at the pain but relaxed after you started humming.

To him, you’re voice was soothing. Almost healing. Specifically this song. You often referred to it as a song of healing. A song that has been passed down your family line. But you don’t exactly know it’s origin.

After an hour of healing scars on his arms and back he gets up, buttoning up his shirt, and ready to go.

“Link.” You frowned. “Sweetheart please… you need to rest.”

[I have stuff to do] he signed before putting his boots back on.

“Link…” you sighed. “I guess I can’t stop you. But please. Let me make you some tea. It’ll make you feel better.”

The man nodded, unable to reject anything you make.

You smiled as he followed you back to the kitchen. He sat back at the table and looked through the photos he took on the Purah Pad.

Once the water was boiled you put a tea base in along with some lavender.

You looked over your shoulder, making sure he wasn’t looking before you put some drops of something else in.

After mixing it with a small spoon, you brought the mug to him and set it down.

“There you are, love.”

Link smiled and signed the familiar ‘Thank you’

You kissed his cheek as he blew on the hot drink.

You cleaned up the kitchen as he drank, only coming back when you knew he was done.

Link sat there, staring at the empty cup. His vision was hazy as he was having a hard time keeping his eyes open.

“Love?”

He didn’t answer, instead his eyelids were drooping as he swayed a little.

You waved your hand in front of his face and even snapped your fingers to check. He didn’t react much, only slightly moving his head up.

You were pretty satisfied and took his hand.

“C’mon Linky.” You said softly while leading him to the bed. He didn’t resist, instead just complying with you.

You sat him down before brushing his hair from his face with your fingers.

“Y/n…” he murmured.

“Yes, love?” You replied softly.

“You… you-…” he yawned, unable to finish the sentence as he suddenly got a wave of exhaustion.

“Shh…” you put your hand over his eyes, making them close. “Just relax… get some sleep.”

With his eyes closed, Link started drifting off. He was fully exhausted as you laid him down

You hummed while leaning over him and rubbing his cheek. He seemed to subconsciously nuzzle into your hand.

Once you knew he was asleep, you stood and removed his boots then loosened his belt. You were about to put s blanket over him before pausing to look at his arm, and the scarring formed to attach it.

This was a point of contention for him. Having this foreign arm was useful but also not right. He hated to admit, but it did hurt a little. Not to mention the dark gloom that pulsed through his body. It was causing him to have… darker thoughts…

Slowly, you unbutton his shirt and open it to get s better view of his arm and chest. You’ve been trying to figure out how to get this darkness out of him. For now it seemed that only Hylia’s light could do it but it still hurt him and you wanted to help.

You’ve tried many things but even your own dark magic wasn’t a match for the demon king’s gloom.

You spent a bit looking through some books, surely there’s an answer. So you decided to try something. It may be painful but hopefully it can get it out.

After reading the spell in your head a few times you went back to the man.

You sat next to him and hovered your hands over his chest before whispering the spell you had read.

After repeating it a few more times, you notice a reaction. You could see the essence of the gloom coming out, not much but some. It seemed to transfer to your hands. The more essence that came out, the more intense it got. The tips of your fingers were turning cold and black, an indication of dark magic. You’d know as you’ve dabbled in it before.

But it was getting painful and you winced as your hands were strained and shaking a bit. You took deep breaths to soothe the pain. This was a slow process. But the gloom was coming out! Right?

A tear rolled down your cheek as it was getting very painful, like glass shards cutting into your hands.

But suddenly you felt something grip your wrist. It was Link.

“Stop…” he whispered. He wasn’t fully awake and his eyes were closed but he seemed somewhat aware of what you were trying to do.

“I’m trying to help you…” you whispered, trying to free your wrist, but he’s too strong.

“It’s okay…” he added while letting go and reaching up to grab your arm, indicating that he wants you to lay down.

You look back at your hands, the gloom dissipating from your skin as the spell wore off.

You laid down, resting your head on his chest. Link wrapped his arm around you, practically holding you as you relaxed.

The rhythmic sound of his heart beating had you slowly falling asleep.

You wished you could help him more…

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[polarbeararts]

the ending I really wanted from botw 😭

[demiboydemon]

I read a fic description recently that I’m not going to quote or name because I’d be a major asshole, but the description was (in different words)

“Zelda knew falling in love with Link was a dangerous game. But she had always craved violence” and it was SO FUNNY TO ME.

I told my beta reader about the description and she said “Huh? Link’s love is dangerous? He’s just a guy who doesn’t talk.”

She continued, “He doesn’t talk, he sometimes wears dresses, and his pockets are full of fish. I think Zelda will be fine.”

[vicioussickle]

this is my way of putting a ~dark link into botw... he is sort of more of a yokai skooga sees in the hills atop kakariko village while he stays there post-calamity... he watched it all happen... link is not technically dead and his spirit resides between worlds...

i took inspo from the blights from aoc as well, making the wound where he was blasted by the guardian dripping with malice... the reason he needs all those orbs to heal him!

leave him an apple

[between-star]

To Catch The Moon Chapter 2 Illustration

by amazing friend @obsidiangst💕✨

Illustration by me

Read following chapter here: To Catch The Moon