#oot spoilers

[gloriousmonsters]

watching a wind waker playthrough now and I love how categorically bad ganondorf is at locating zelda. in ocarina of time she's backflipping around disguised as a member of the people known to be closely connected to the royal family playing little magic tunes talking with Link etc and he ONLY catches on that it's her bc she literally takes off her disguise and says 'I am Princess Zelda.' in wind waker he's literally having his people kidnap every single young girl with pointy ears, presumably so he can wave his Triforce hand over them like a barcode scanner and go 'yeah, not this one' until he eventually finds her by trying every single pointy-eared girl one by one. homeboy is giving heinz doofenshmirtz a run for his money. he's lucky that Link dresses in green and immediately tries to stab him on meeting 95% of the time bc otherwise i fully believe he wouldn't be able to locate Link either

[malo-mart]

People's logic goes out the window when trying to say Sheik doesn't use he/him pronouns. Like "Zelda had to disguise herself as a boy so ganondorf couldn't find her!!!" Okay so then explain why ganondorf couldn't find Tetra? And she was just Zelda in disguise as a girl? There is no canonical reason for Sheik to be a boy. The only compelling reason is that Zelda is genderfluid. In this essay I will-

[sparrowsworkshop]

"Waiting for You” by OneWingedSparrow, for Zelink Week 2023 (Ocarina of Time Spoilers Below)

Fic Summary: For seven years, Sheik has prayed for the return of the Hero of Time. When those prayers are finally answered...Zelda is in for a shock.... Main Tags: OoT, Link / Zelda, One-Sided Pining, Post-Timeskip, Canon Compliant, Link meets Sheik, Sheik POV, Zelda is so in love, Link is oblivious, Hylia is amused Read on AO3 Reblogs are appreciated! ✨ @zelinkcommunity​ Happy Zelink Week, all! <3 So excited to participate this year! I hope you enjoy this story as much as I do :D ~ The cool temperature of the Temple of Time vacillated between comforting and cruel. After tromping the heated trails of Death Mountain, returning to the temple at its base was generally refreshing; but today, as with many days of late, the marble floors seemed hard and uncaring to the lone Sheikah that knelt upon them.

Seven years. For seven years, Sheik had come to pray before this altar—where three Spiritual Stones glittered and spun in the air where the Hero of Time once placed them. Oftentimes, Sheik felt like the Stones; ever in motion, yet frozen in place. Constantly moving, but never progressing. Always searching...and never finding…him.

How much longer would it be until he returned?

You want what you cannot have, hissed a traitorous voice in her mind. With disdain, she wiped her mouth, then readjusted her cowl to fit snugly over the bridge of her nose.

“Hylia,” Sheik prayed, “is it so selfish of me to wish to see him again?”

Many shied away from first-name-basis with the goddess, deeming such intimacy irreverent. In contrast, however, Zelda never feared heavensent wrath for such straightforward speech. While she was never one to encourage disrespect towards holy beings deserving of honor, she had always been convinced that, in matters of the heart, Hylia did not mind personal connections.

“I do not know what he may look like,” Sheik whispered. “I have...yes, I still have a past image of him in my mind, hazy as the morning mist. Yet, somehow in my dreams, I can see him in perfect clarity, so I know I have not truly forgotten his face. But how accurate is that memory to the man he is today? He was a boy when I last saw him. He could have changed beyond recognition.”

She folded her hands together, clenching her fingers so tightly that her knuckles cracked. “I have changed,” Sheik continued. “Perhaps, too, beyond recognition.”

Still, there was one part of his memory that did not elude her.

If I could only see his eyes...I would recognize him. I know.

Her own eyes were blue. Or, rather, they had been blue for most of her life. Now they were the careful, guarded red of the Sheikah, altered by magic; but she would still say she was accustomed to seeing blue eyes, as a general rule. She’d seen her own in reflections plenty of times, and therefore should not have been as enamored by his as she was. Even so, she could not deny that somehow...his blue eyes were...different. Sharper. Bolder. Fiercer.

So fierce that they could carry all the lightning of Farore within them, and zap her where she stood, nearly toppling her clean over.

Or so it seemed, every time he looked at her.

“Oh, Goddess, forgive my impatience. I know you have a plan for him. Who was I to ever dare interfere?”

At that very moment, a clear melody echoed from the room beyond. The Song of Time. Her heart nearly stopped.

A symphony played by no earthly instruments...she had heard this marvel only one time prior.

That day the door to the Sacred Realm was opened...and Link was lost to the flow of time.

Across the red carpet she ran. Up the marble stairs she flew. Just as she entered the room, a great blue light flashed around the Master Sword pedestal. Sheik sucked in a breath.

Here.

You are…here.

On instinct, she stepped back into the shadows, below the great window of the steeple. The Song of Time no longer rang in her ears, but the ethereal music still resounded through her bones.

Suddenly, there he was.

Standing there.

Before her.

He fidgeted, looking down at his hands in wonder. The lightweight, flowing fabric of his green tunic fluttered as he moved. His cap—longer than she recalled—swung around him with verve. No wind blew through the temple, yet he seemed to carry an aura of life, as if he emanated a forest breeze. Falling from the stained glass above, dappled sunlight crowned him with warm, blue radiance.

How regal he was...like a forgotten king of the legends of old.

Buried beneath the faded Sheikah insignia, Zelda’s heart thundered anew.

Oh, Hylia.

I have no words.

How dreadfully ironic. Thousands of messages she dreamed of passing on to him; hundreds of conversations practiced and perfected; and yet, now that the moment she prayed for had finally arrived, all speech was banished from her throat.

Link stepped down from the pedestal. He moved towards the exit, each footfall deliberate and confident.

No. No! He just arrived. How could he leave already?

She couldn’t let him get away.

Spurred by fear, the words burst from her very soul.

“I’ve been waiting for you, Hero of Time.” He whipped around, and the Master Sword flew into his hand.

Their eyes met.

Blue.

Bright, lively, laughing blue, bold as the sky on a cloudless summer day. Like the heart of Lake Hylia, rippling with light, tenderly kissed by the dawning sun.

Her knees turned weak as the lightning struck her. Seven years...seven years...and the power of those eyes was just as strong as ever. Sheik trembled in place, feeling foolish and vulnerable.

Though unmindful of her turmoil, Link eyed her, somewhat suspiciously.

Sheik clenched her fists, struggling to breathe through the mask.

Words. Words. Words.

She could...words.

Say something.

Say something!  

A deep breath filled her chest, arming her voice with needed strength.

“When evil rules all, an awakening voice from the Sacred Realm will call those destined to be Sages, who dwell in the five temples.”

She shook her head, bangs swinging. Of course. Hylia graciously heard her plea for words—and, with Hylia’s sense of humor, now, when there was nothing more that Zelda wanted to do than spill seven years of long-awaited feelings, she was called to prophesy instead.

So be it.

“One in a deep forest,” she continued, unable to keep her eyes from flicking over him as she spoke. That green...still fit him...so well. “One on a high mountain….” His long ears perked towards her ever so slightly as he listened to all the words spilling from her mouth.

“...Together with the Hero of Time,” Sheik finished, “the awakened ones will bind the evil and return the light of peace to the world.”

Silence overtook the temple.

Her cowl was very hot; perhaps she’d spoken too much.

“How do you know all this?” Link asked. His voice was deeper, older...and yet, it still carried a faint trace of the brighteyed innocence that she recalled. His voice was not burdened by tragedy...yet.

She bowed her head, then met his gaze once more. “This is the legend of the temples, passed down by my people, the Sheikah.”

He frowned, and the Master Sword shifted in his hand. “And who are you?”

“I am Sheik,” Zelda whispered, “survivor of the Sheikah.”

Those blue eyes studied her for a moment. She could see the thoughts spiral in his mind; she could tell he was analyzing her tale, and deciding whether or not to trust her.

Could she perhaps now find courage to speak—not from her duty, but from her heart? She swallowed. She must try.

Hylia, help me.

“As I see you standing there,” she blurted out, “holding the mythical Master Sword...you really do look like the legendary Hero of Time….” Her words felt like her own, once again…but at what cost? She shook her head at herself. Was Hylia smiling?

“The legendary Hero of Time,” Link echoed, suddenly somber. “That is a title I never chose to claim….”

“If you believe the legend,” Zelda whispered, “you have no choice.”

Hero of Time and Sage of Time—in destiny, they were one and the same. The weight of Hyrule, of the future, on their shoulders...but the weight could be balanced if they bore it together.

Together….

If he only knew….

Sheik looked away from him, afraid of her own rashness.

“I believe it,” Link said softly, and lowered his sword.

She took a deep breath. Was it too much to hope for, that he would see her for who she truly was?

“Tell me, Sheik, what I must do to bring peace back to Hyrule.” Evidently...so.

She straightened her shoulders, keeping her voice even and clear. “You must look for the five temples and awaken the five Sages,” Sheik replied. “One Sage is waiting for the time of awakening in the Forest Temple. The Sage is a girl I am sure you know….”

With enraptured attention, Link took in her instructions. By the end of her speech, he exuded determination; chin up, brows furrowed, posture alert. She had to smile at that; as much as he had changed, he still had the same spunk of the litle boy in her garden, who vowed to hunt down the three Spiritual Stones for the sake of saving Hyrule.

With purpose in his stride, he marched out of the temple, Navi fluttering after him. As he departed, Sheik wistfully watched him go.

There is so much I wish I did not have to keep from you, Link. So much that I wish I could say.

When shall I say it? When will the time come?

The sound of his footsteps soon faded from earshot. Sheik sighed.

“For this long now have I waited for him,” Zelda reminded herself. She turned her gaze to the ceiling; a weary but patient smile appeared behind Sheik’s mask.

“Yes, Hylia...I suppose I can wait to tell him for a while longer, yet.” ~

[squigglywindy]

Waking up after 7 years and being handed a to-do list after being told you let Ganon into the sacred Realm and then wandering into town to be jumped by a naked creature that might have once been Beedle has got to be the single most horrifying experience

[v1ntagie]

"I owe it all to you kid"

[cawcawbak]

I just started replaying OOT, but... I completely forgot that a guard actually DIES IN FRONT OF YOU WHAAAAAT???? It happens just after Ganondorf chases Zelda and before Link goes to the Temple of Time.

Like in an alley in the castle, I just talked to a guard sitting down, and he suddenly tells me to go to the temple and then dies?????? I can't talk to him anymore and omg the animation caught me off guard. I wasn't prepared for it lol

[sakuraswordly]

Peter or Link the Hero of Time's life was not different from Syaoran but the difference was Peter did lose himself as a human once unlike Syaoran and the trauma that Peter can't let go of was the role of King Arthur that will keep him forever because Peter still had the memory of the prime world and when Peter knew Punch didn't know him that what made him shock and never forget how failure he was. But Peter knew that King Gilgamesh still remember the time that spending time together as "Punch" in the prime world, Peter did not hesitate to protect King Gilgamesh no matter how cruel or how tyrant he was. King Gilgamesh tried to avoid Peter as well but in the end, he couldn't. A bond cannot be broken once it has been formed.

In Novel conversation 1 (Tsofph Concept ) This conversation that makes Peter said that because of Zelda he met in another dimension.

Peter wanted to go with Zelda together but in the end, he can't. Because he wasn't strong or powerful enough, he was still weak, if he was stronger enough, he would never let her go and would continue to fight by her side. Zelda learns from her mistakes, wisely guiding Peter from a distance and gaining an emotional intelligence that sells her growth from a rash princess-playing hero to a worthy queen. “All the tragedy that has befallen Hyrule was my doing… I was so young… I could not comprehend the consequences of trying to control the Sacred Realm. I dragged you into it, too.” "Childhood must end someday" This is one thing that Peter can't accept. The worst was before met Punch again, Zelda remind him of Punch so much. That's why Peter regretted what decision he made once in his life.

Peter also needs to let go of Wendy for her decision that's not different from Zelda's decision. "Childhood must end someday" This is one thing that Peter can't accept. ""Childhood is important even if we need to keep moving forward we still remember even if we need to grow up, we can't abandon this Childhood!" Because Childhood is our memories. If Peter abandons this Childhood, means he will abandon Punch as well. Because Punch named him and he relied on her legacy to become Peter Pan later.

And now Punch also abandon her childhood even though Punch wasn't like that. Peter finally accepts what had to come but Peter will continue to keep his childhood because this will heal her in the future. And he was right.

Peter had always believed Punch since the Prime World timeline. That's why Peter chose his childish and betrayed Syaoran even his friendship in Tsofph season 9(final judgement) to protect Punch and to stop Syaoran from coming like him. Just like what happened with Sakura and Zelda.

Because Peter finally saw what happen to Syaoran during his travelling. If Peter doesn't stop Syaoran, the parallel will continue and Peter's existence will hurt Syaoran even more.

Punch wants to be responsible for her mistake(with King Gilgamesh). That's why Peter won't abandon Punch as he did to Zelda. If he wants to protect someone or become a leader again, he had to become stronger and bear the burden of making up for the loss of his dearest memories. That's why Peter or Link the Hero of Time had no choice in becoming completely alone and isolated. He gained love and companionship in his life but lost that love. To protect those memories even if no one will remember them because grow up or forget. And that's why Peter is known as “the boy who wouldn’t grow up”, and he is a cultural icon symbolizing youthful innocence and escapism.

[ronanxing]

everyone rightfully doing princess mononoke redraws but may i offer castle in the sky

[hybinger-nova]

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GDI Zelda if you could just NOT flinch and scream every time I get hit by a falling rock?! We’re kinda on a time limit here! Forgot how frustrating Escaping Ganon’s castle is.

[massk]

The threads of fate are always cruel but to send out a child

Mask:Navi don’t go please don’t go Naviiiii

Mask points there hand towards Navi hoping she doesn’t leave them

[fire-plays-totk]

LINK HUMS OTHER ZELDA SONGS WHILE HE'S COOKING NOW I'M GOING FERAL AND TEARING FLESH

[korokposting]

ohhh i can be normal about parallels between games

[squigglywindy]

Talon, jokingly, upon seeing Link can catch a chicken with the best of them: “do you wanna marry Malon?’

YES AS A MATTER OF FACT JUST HOLD ON A FEW YEARS ILL BE BACK DONT GO ANYWHERE

[soadscrawl]

For silly comic ideas - pidge trying to teach keith how to game >:)

this is suuuchhhh a fun idea they go to the space mall and find an ancient human relic (nintendo64) and history is made. i just think keith would really dig the genderfreak ninja princess

[ezlo-x]

Genuinely I believe Zelda shouldn’t have returned human. The story talks about how draconification is forbidden due to the high risks of losing your sense of self when you become a dragon. There should’ve been a consequence to Zelda’s actions, like yeah it is annoying that Zelda has been put to slumber AGAIN but this time for more than 10 thousand years rather than 100. But how could you come up with an interesting concept of how high risk it is and there is no punishment? Maybe I’m going crazy over how safe it was played and don’t get me started about Link’s arm

[thelvadams]

Whether skyward bound, adrift in time, or steeped in the glowing embers of twilight... The sacred blade is forever bound to the soul of the Hero.