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gesangs · 2 days

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Legend want to retire

I used machine translation, and it pains me that the boy can't rest after what he's been through

#linked universe #lu hyrule #lu legend #lu warriors #lu wild #lu wind #lu time #lu sky #lu four #lu twilight

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tw1l1te · 2 days

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Alternate Hero/Guide Rant

So I've been thinking lately of parallel universes and the question "what if this was changed", yada yada, and I thought of something having to do with our guide.

What if, in an alternate era/timeline they took the place of Link?

Like the Chain still has their normal dynamics, same meeting, etc., but in swoops the reader (the heroine/false hero?) and they are unlike any link/hero in the timeline.

Some background for their Hyrule might be that their entire Hyrule is in ruins, like completely. Think Totk but 100 times more destroyed. Yeah. Essentially, their Link mysteriously disappeared, monarchy was left in utter chaos and the country essentially destroyed itself. I think your backstory would take place 5000-10,000 years after Wild's, so you would be the most latest "Link".

One of the main deviations between yourself and the Chain is that you didn't fight Ganon/Ganondorf/Demise; you fought Hylia in the flesh.

In terms of triforce? You don't have any pieces because your Link gained them all and left shortly after that. Conspiracies say it had a more sinister motive, but you have a different idea of what happened.

Zelda was killed around the same time Link disappeared, essentially destroying whatever foundation of Hyrule was left. The different nations of Hyrule had a 50-year war and eventually, everything was so destroyed that everyone went into isolation, closing off from each other.

A religiously-motivated eruption of chaos occurs, spurring your quest to eliminate Hylia and her existence. Despite not having any relation to the royal family, Link, or Hylia's prophecy, you have the memories of each hero, which is unheard of with the Chain. Only Zelda's have previous memories, meaning you're some weird anomaly.

A bunch of shit happens, whatever, boom you're in Wild's Hyrule. THe Chain notices you almost instantly, mostly cuz you're wearing hero's garb, but none of theirs, meaning... you're a Link. Or so they originally thought.

That's all for now.

Let me know if y'all would like to see a full fleshed-out fic of this! :3

#linked universe x reader #yandere linked universe x reader #yandere linked universe #linked universe au #final promise au #linked universe headcanons #lu sky #lu legend #lu time #lu twilight #lu warriors #lu hyrule #lu four #lu wind #linked universe #lu wild

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fortheloveofhylia · 2 days

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Late night thought time.

Me and my girlfriend were talking nonsense last night and trying to decide what the Chain would call each other if they were just trying to adapt the name Link instead of completely different nick names.

Let me know if you have any alternatives or if you just want to tell me how unhinged this is! 😂

Hyrule - Link (Just because)

Legend - Pink (Pink bunny)

Time - Tink

Sky - Sink

Wars - Hink (HW or because he a Himbo)

Wind - Wink 😉

Four - Fink

Wild - Brink (Breath)

Twilight - Twink! 💪😁

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lunawolfiefoxy · 1 day

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Linked Universe as dumb things me and my friends have said

Time: Sparkle sparkle little twink ---- Wild: Be gay, more slay ---- Legend: This seems like a good place to leave you on the side of the road ---- Warriors: Ugh, my butts too thicc for this swing ---- Four: *taking about a spider* Pick up your little sister and throw her at it ---- Wind: This is weirded wordly ---- Hyrule: I'm platonically married to a he/him, a she/her, and a they/them. I just need an it/it's and I've got the whole collection. ---- Legend: Oh, hey- Sky: *random unholy screech* Legend: I see you haven't slept well. ---- Twilight: *staring into space and zones in during a conversation* Did you know that it's actually the male seahorse that carries the babies and not the female seahorse?

Sorry I don't have many sillies, I have a hard time remembering things 😅

#this is dumb #silly post #Me and my friends are kinda dumb #lu time #lu warriors #lu twilight #lu sky #lu legend #lu hyrule #lu wild #lu four #lu wind

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tentimesthecourage · 2 days

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Wind: Time? What are you doing here? Time, wearing a Hawaiian shirt, sunglasses and holding a Gatorade: My best.

#linked universe #incorrect quotes #lu wind #lu time

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elgatt0 · 3 days

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MER WIND!!!!!

(boxing peacock lobster)

Click to see the chain: Time // Twi // Wars // Sky // Hyrule // Legend // Wild // Wind // Four

Click to see the Mers!: Time // Twi // Wars // Sky // Hyrule // Legend // Wild // Wind // Four

🦞More details🦞

Eyes

These little guys are the holder of the most complex vision on the animal kingdom! Oh boy, I spend a good time studying about it lol

- He has hexocular vision (each eye having 3 iris and moving independently)

- Wind's eyes are divided into three morphological sections: midband, dorsal hemisphere and ventral hemisphere.

*The Dh and Vh sections have sensitivity to 4 types of polarized light ( 2 diagonals, horizontal and vertical ) which allows a better analysis of the environment in therms of dimensions, perspective, distance, composition... (in other words , he can almost feel the world with his eyes. He uses this to find weak points in his opponents )

*MB is divided into 6 sessions that have 16 types of photoreceptor cells and cells sensitive to circular light polarization (which allows him to see ultraviolet and infrared)

-The image is processed by the eyes instead of his brain, which allows faster reactions

- Wind possesses selective vision, being able to change the "setting" of his eyes in a blink

Human eyesight:

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Antennae

- The "feathers" on his head reflect different polarizing and fluorescent patterns that he uses for communication, and in some cases, intimidation

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Raptorial armppendage

- Wind's "punches" are as powerful as a 22 calibre gun. Due to the rapid strike, it causes a cavitation bubble generating a second impact ( his claws accelerates 104 km/s in 2.7ms and the bubble generated by the impact can reach temperatures of 4400C which is nearly the temperature of the sun )

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Body

- He has a very dynamic swimming style and can swim backwards, head downs and even "walk"

Weight : 42 kg (92,6Ib)

Length : 1,64m (5'4ft)

#gatto art #linkeduniverse #linked universe #linked universe au #lu #lu au #h2o au #lu wind #linked universe wind #mer!wind #mer!au #lobster #lobster mermaid #kinda #beside the name they aren't lobsters #or shrimps #I have a new favorite now #it was so fun drawing that #these lil fellas are awesome

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crazylittlejester · 2 days

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ITS MANDARIN WARRIORS HI JES IM GLAD UR DOING BETTER

N e ways i was wondering if u have any hcs about the rest of the chain (not sky and warriors) having disabilities/health problems? The way you wrote mine was what originally brought me to this acct bc u portray them really well n accurately :D

MANDARIN WARS ANON HELLO!!!! I know it’s literally been two days but I missed hearing from you dude hope you’re doing good 🫶

I do have more headcanons!!

Legend: Chronic pain + fatigue, autistic and low masking. He uses a cane/staff sometimes when he really needs it

Twilight: Struggles because his senses are really heightened and he gets overwhelmed by constant loud noise, auditory processing disorder, selectively mute

Wild: Hard of hearing in his ear that got kinda blown up, deals with a lot of pain from his scars and has a Lot of nerve damage, also selectively mute

Hyrule: Autistic, his old scars ache from time to time, and he’s got asthma

Wind: ADHD, horribly farsighted, he’s walking completely unaware there’s a whole world of fine detail out there. he denies the fact that he cannot read (all his problems could easily be solved with glasses). He’s got a mild allergy to shrimp and peanuts

Time: Dyslexic, autistic (low masking), chronic pain, and also selectively mute. He’s lactose intolerant and is really mad about it (he still drinks a little bit of milk on occasion as a little treat because it makes him happy but also miserable)

Four: AuDHD, migraines, suffers from back pain because of bad posture

and then for people who didn’t see the other post:

Sky: Epilepsy, severe chronic pain, struggles to adjust to low altitude and that makes it a bit hard for him to breathe sometimes, ADHD

Warriors: Autism (high masking), chronic low blood sugar, chronic pain, burn scars make it hard for him to regulate his body temperature so he overheats easily

#jes talks #linked universe #linkeduniverse #lu warriors #lu sky #lu time #lu wild #lu wind #lu hyrule #lu four #lu legend #lu twilight #jes ask #jes headcanons

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lu-fic-recommendation-of-the-day · 3 days

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By @shearlin

Summary:

Legend's love language is gift giving. Not that it's relevant at all, those are not gifts. He just have a lot of equipment and experience - he's the veteran for Din's sake - and he cares about efficiency. He's solving problems he notices, so they don't bother him anymore. There's nothing more to it. They are not friends, they're coworkers at best. That's all. And if he gives away a piece of his heart in every gift... it does not need to be acknowledged.

As if other heroes would allow for that to happen.

Tags:

Legend-centric

Soft Legend

Legend's Love Language is Gift Giving

background magic system exploration

8+1 things

Emotional Constipation (they're Links)

Legend is Bad at Feelings

Emotional Hurt/Comfort

Finished: Yes

Word count: 32,369

#fic recommendation #linked universe #lu four #lu warriors #lu wild #lu twilight #lu hyrule #lu wind #lu time #lu sky #lu legend #lu malon #lu ravio #*I added the name just now

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yandereunsolved · 15 hours

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Following The Tides - ,, aged up ↑ yandere Wind

cw(s): yandere themes, descriptive gore, noncon kissing, suggestive themes, (Wind) light self harm & abusive masochism

ꨄ︎ You were once a great ally to the Hero of Time. You died in his arms, and your soul left the mortal plane. The goddesses gifted you with a rebirth after hundreds of years. You grew into adulthood, not remembering an ounce of your reincarnation. You only knew that you had an affinity for the one called Wind. The both of you grew from toddlers to teens to adults together. It was a bond neither of you could break. Something in the back of your mind nags at you whenever you hear the whispers of the Hero of Time and the great battles that were fought. It was even more than that. Any whisper of a hero seemed familiar.

ꨄ︎ It was only when Wind had to set out on his journey did you realize how closely your fates were intertwined. Wherever he went on his journey, you followed him, and vice versa. Small bits of helpful information tumbled from your lips about how to gather the three goddess pearls and defeat the formidable Ganondorf. You were questioned by many about how you knew these things and if your loyalty truly lay with the hero. The wind defended you with his heart and soul and clung to your presence. You were the only factor that stayed steady—like the winds he is able to control with his Wind Waker.

ꨄ︎ When he came to confront Ganondorf, it proved that the Master Sword was ineffective. You had warned Wind of this, and yet he ignored you. He promised to protect you against all. Yet, Tetra (Princess Zelda) was overpowered as well. You sprung into action with that memory at the very core of your being. It was then that you remembered a sharp weapon piercing your gut, your own life force covering you in a hellish red, and dying in the arms of a man who swore to protect you. A man who uttered the same words on his lips as Wind did. Ganondorf confirmed it when he chuckled and stated that it was 'good to see the Links' little darling' once again. He also stated that 'It will be a pleasure to kill you' once again. In those moments, Wind had an epiphany—he could not ever let you go. You are much too precious of a person to slip from his grasp. This time, Wind's barely managed to protect you from Ganondorf's deadly blow. Quill and Prince Komali swooped in and saved you three before Ganondorf's tower was engulfed in flames.

ꨄ︎ The rest of the journey was swift, as you had passed out. You were stuck within your own mind, connected to Ganon's evil. Every god, goddess, and deity seemed to abandon you but Fierce. You vaguely remembered the brief interaction you had with him when Time donned his mask. During those months, you were inside a temple that belonged to the deity. Step outside, and you will be swarmed by Ganon's darkness and tortured. Inside, you were within Fierces domain and protected. Not once did you actually see the deity, but you knew it was Fierce—you could feel his presence all around you, almost suffocating. His temple was carved with depictions of his visage. You bolted awake, and it was like not a day had passed. You were on a boat with Wind, and he cuddled in while rambling off about the rest of his adventures. Not once did his grip let up, nor did his eyes train from your face.

ꨄ︎ He is severely clingy, to the point where he can't even allow you to shower on your own. He always either joins you or sits where you are just in his line of sight. He may almost be nineteen, but your unclothed body makes him feel like he's that same easily embarrassed teenager once again. He can't help but take a few peeks, and he feels like a pervert even if he is allowed to look at you. The clinginess only gets worse after he disappears for ten minutes, which is probably the most time you have gotten away from him since Ganondorf was defeated.

He came back with an empty hourglass and told you the entire story. You could see a crazed desperation in his irises. He wrapped his arms around you and forced you into a suffocating kiss that you were unable to break away from, no matter how much you wished to. That's what any amount of time away from you does to him. It doesn't matter if you have a breakdown or are drained. He will simply scoop you up and continue chatting with you. You are like his captive audience. If you are extremely upset, he won't leave you alone, but he'll do everything in his power to make you feel better—no matter what.

ꨄ︎ If you get too bratty with him, then he doesn't mind putting you in line. Only his version of getting you to stop acting bratty is for him to act like a brat himself. Oh, you want to eat? It seems like Wind is in control of the rations. He just wants all of the food. You aren't allowed to have it.

It becomes a mix of him acting childish and masochistic. He hangs off of you and begs to know why you tried to escape. He holds onto the edge of your tunic and questions you all day, from things mundane to intimate. He'll ask you anything to snap you out of your little tantrum. He'll also resort to being more wild if he must. He'll hit himself and sob into you. He'll beg you to tell him why you are acting so cruelly toward him.

He'll relish in the fact that it hurts so much. It hurts so good because he's doing it in front of you. You are witnessing him becoming a sniveling mess. It makes him whimper louder and plant himself right beneath you. You can do anything to him if you just stop resisting his love. He'll let you use him like he's no better than the sand you walk on.

ꨄ︎ No matter how badly you wish to escape him, never try to touch the Wind Waker without his permission. It's one of the very few times you will see Wind get serious. It can change the direction of the wind, call upon and borrow the power of the goddesses, open doors to ancient temples, awaken the sage within someone, allow someone to travel in cyclones, take control of others, and more. That is something Wind never wants anyone to ever touch, especially you.

If you ever take it and try to use it against him, you'll see a side of Wind that would make the goddesses fear him. No longer is he begging for your love or allowing you to use him to make yourself compliant with him. He is demanding and furious and will harm you. He'll chain your arms together and smack you. He'll interrogate you and scream at you from the top of his lungs.

He can't believe you would do something like that! The Wind Waker is one of the most valuable things in his possession, second only to you. He gave you everything, and now you betray him like his. He won't ever apologize for how he acted when you touched it. He believes himself to be completely justified. If you are scared of him, he huffs and refuses to give in to your fear. You can abuse him all you'd like, but don't ever try to use the Wind Waker against him. It's best that you don't even think it. He might be so blinded by this betrayal that he uses it against you. It's best to tread lightly in those waters. If you are going to escape using that weapon, then there is no room for a margin of error.

ꨄ︎ Right before the events of Spirit Tracks, you end up getting split from Wind due to circumstances unexplainable to most. It just seems that the goddesses either really love you or hate you, depending on how you see the situation. You ended up right in front of Time. He was all different now. Your memories, other than your death, were hazy. Still, your soul seemed at peace seeing him. For a moment, there was a flash of recognition in his eye. It was replaced by confusion, and he acted as if he had never known you. Your heart broke. He really doesn't remember you? Is he just pretending? You still aren't sure.

ꨄ︎ That's how you reunited with Time, and soon enough, the other Links joined, and it became The Chain. Wind saw you first, as you stood out compared to the other Links. He tackled you and peppered kisses all over your body. Time was naturally protective over you, even if you had only been together for a few days. You tried to explain the situation while a thick blush was creeping up your neck. All these different versions of him staring at the both of you. Wind just wouldn't stop pressing himself upon you and making himself familiar with your skin once again. Twilight ends up getting him off of you, and he tries to brush it off as nothing. You couldn't look at any of the other Links for days. You were just so flustered after having so many people witness Wind love on you.

ꨄ︎ His yandere tendencies are obvious to the other Links early on. He's always stuck to you and refuses to let anyone else too close to you. He is always fawning over you. He begs for your attention incessantly and will even ignore his basic needs if you ignore him. All of these things put the others on edge, but not as much as him offering himself up to you. He offers to let you harm him if it means you'll just give him an ounce of the affection he craves.

ꨄ︎ Wind demands you call him Link at all times. The others thought that was strange. It would be one thing if you preferred to call him Link over the others, but he made you call him by his name. If you ever call him Wind around the others, then he gets huffy and upset. He'll pout until you either apologize or make some sort of amends for this grave grievance. He's just that possessive. You may call the others by their titles because you aren't close to them. However, you are his, so you must call him Link.

It seemed even odder to you because you usually called him Wind. It was a nickname that he got from you because of his adventures during the time of Wind Waker. He still got to call you by your nickname, which was Storm. One you acquired because you were always so willing to put yourself in harm's way to help him. When you are motivated, you are a force of nature—like a storm. At least, that's how Wind sees you, even if you don't see yourself that way. None of the others were allowed to even utter that nickname from their lips, lest Wind be ready to injure them.

ꨄ︎ The other Links try to coax Wind out of his yandere tendencies and help you. Even though he is almost nineteen, he is still the youngest out of them all. They still see him as almost a lost young man who has confused love for lust. Instead of calming his anger, it causes him to erupt in a violent tantrum. He sobs and demands to know what he has done to you to make them treat him this way. He blames everyone, but himself, for how twisted he is. He gets so furious because he's insecure about it. He isn't fully convinced that it is as bad as it is, but the others sure are. He just wants to be seen as the mature grown up he is! He has completed three adventures, defeated great evils, and gone through so many unspeakable horrors, and they still treat him like a kid. They still treat you like a victim. You aren't a victim, right? You'd stay with him willingly. You love him. You love him? You love him!

ꨄ︎ He hates it when you pay attention to others. This hatred multiplies when he sees the other Links trying to help you. It makes him sulk. He begins to pout and almost begins to beg for your attention again. He irks one of the other Chain members, so they go off on him, and he can make himself look like the poor, innocent victim. He does it so much to the point that you are able to tell when he's doing it. You don't trust him much anymore because of that. You just asked Link if that actually happened, like Wind said it did. Ten times out of ten, he is just exaggerating to gain sympathy and soothing touches from you.

ꨄ︎ Wind realizes he's losing you to them. He's desperate to get you back to only being around him so he can properly love you. He thinks about kidnapping you but decides he cannot do that yet. It'd be too risky. You've lost so much faith in him already. He has to regain it first. He's just so incredibly frustrated. Why do the other Links have to care about you so much? You are his Storm—his, his, his, his, his, his, his.

ꨄ︎ Another thought of his is to get you pregnant. It's the ultimate way to claim you. Unable to get pregnant? He'll still try to breed you. He always is thinking about your body and how it feels again his. Part of it is because he's young and so sexually repressed. He just yearns for you every waking moment. Even when his head hits the pillow, he is dreaming of being with you in such an intimate manner. He'll adopt an orphan if he has to. Will adopting get you out of him trying to get you pregnant? Absolutely not. He'll try twice as hard now. Your child has to have a sweet little baby sibling to keep them company, just like him and Aryll.

ꨄ︎ He doesn't understand the implications of having a family. That doesn't stop him from wanting it so badly. He doesn't care if what he is trying to do is considered 'baby trapping' or not. He doesn't care if he isn't fit to be a father. He needs you. He needs a family. He needs stability. He needs people to come home to after his adventures. He's so conflicted. He needs a home, but he also needs freedom. He cannot decide which one is more important—you or the Great Sea.

ꨄ︎ Time sees Winds obsession and slowly became more concerned. None of their efforts have been working. Wind is still infatuated with you, and his actions are growing more erratic as each day passes. Time sits you down to have a 'private' conversation. Wind was listening in, as he always is. Time was trying to convince you to leave him. Something within Time urged him to do so. He knew what in him wanted to protect you. He needed to at least try. That much he knew.

ꨄ︎ That familiar jealousy creeps into his heart, only this time accompanied by pain and sorrow. Tears fill his eyes, and he manages to escape from The Chains vigilante watch for a few hours. He breakdowns. He's like a small child once again. He remembers all that he has gone through. It hits him like a monstrous wave on the hull of the ship. He's there until the sun rises. He doesn't move until a plan forms in his head. He'll kidnap you. Sure, he thought of it before and pushed it away, but he has no choice.

He won't give up adventuring; he'll just keep you from doing it.

ꨄ︎ He comes back from the woods like a new person. He learns to suppress his desires and slowly manipulates those in The Chain to believe he is doing better. Many are skeptical, but he doesn't mind making a deal with some other Ganondorf to get them off his back. He is still a hero, yes, but he'll be a villain for you. He doesn't have the same spirit of the hero, anyway. He's just some kid the goddesses chose. He deserves this. He deserves to be happy with you.

ꨄ︎ While the others are busy fighting a new Ganondorf and his minions, he takes you away from them. Under the guise of freedom from danger, he truly promises captivity within his own arms. He locks you away in a room on his ship. He cuts off all contact with The Chain. He shushes you when you're worried and tells you to think of other things. He slowly entraps you in your new life. He hadn't planned on The Chain getting in the way of your love story. He's so upset that he had to do this all again. It's all worth it because it's for you.

ꨄ︎ He only has one last pair of loose ends to tie up. He makes sure this Ganondorf has the best chance at killing everyone in The Chain by divulging the secrets he has learned from his time as 'Hero of Winds'. He loses the last part of his courageous spirit for you. He is no longer connected to the goddesses, but his fate nearer to Demise. You're his lover, his Storm, for forevermore. You can't help but wonder: Was this truly what the goddesses intended for you?

Would this have happened with Time if you had survived the battle with Ganondorf?

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thepinklink · 1 day

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Found this cool poster, for the pjoau ask game

They’re so photogenic

#I had a blast!#ask game #linked universe #linkeduniverse #lu legend #lu wind #lu twilight #lu sky #lu warriors #pjato au #plink draws #thank you for the ask! 🩷#lovely fever-project

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that-g3-artist · 1 day

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HI HELLO YOU SAID YOU MAY DO MORE SPIRIT DOODLES AND I WHOLEHEARTEDLY THINK THAT IS A WONDERFUL IDEA YOUR ART IS FANTASTIC AND THE WAY YOU DRAW SPIRIT HAS ME GNAWING ON MY PHONE

flkjdldfj THANK YOU

I humbly offer you this

#g3 does an art #linked universe #realized i forgot the main tag on the last one lmao #lu wind #lu spirit

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onyx-got-clowned · 3 days

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i think we are severely lacking with the age regression (sfw) in the lu fandom 😔

little links by silentspider, is such a good fic!! it has multiple parts that are all so good! (16k words in total)

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i think that they all would age regress to some degree at least- but the main ones would be time, warriors, wild, and legend, i dunno they just give me major little vibes :’)

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•time would be super energetic, and climb lots of trees, he would totally collect bugs too. And could be convinced to put them in fours bedroll. Time would regress to 5-6 years old, He’d say the trees are all unique, giving them names and being the only one to successfully tell them apart. He likes to keep a stuffed horse that looks like epona in his bag, malon made it for him!

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•Wars would enjoy playing pretend, or more physical games. Usually regresses to 7 years old. He’d probably force everyone to play sharks n minnows, ghost in the graveyard, games like that! he likes to color or draw, also likes to watch four do weapon maintenance. ——

•Wild is a total nature kid, would roll around in mud and you’d not even know what color his clothes are by the dirt and grime just absolutely covering him. Definitely regresses to 8 years old, only going younger is stressed. Rocks are in his pocket, some Rollie polies even. Would climb the highest tree within range and wind would have to get him down. Enjoys playing hide and seek, always ends up being the last to be found. HE MAKES MUD PIES!!!

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•legend is more bubbly, but will not share ANYTHING. Don’t ask it will be no. He usually regresses to around 6-7. He likes to hangout around water, and will collect anything that catches his eye, using his hat as a big pocket. Likes to read or play capture the flag (or any variation of such) will try and sneak to do things he knows he isn’t supposed to do.

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•wind would probably age dream, never fully regressing, but usually is around 6 while doing so. Enjoys pretty much the same as he usually would not age dreaming, but will beg and BEG to braid everyone’s hair. No matter if it’s short or not, a braid will be in every links hair by the end of the day. When he isn’t age dreaming, total big brother and will convince them into shenanigans.

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•four would regress discretely, but the main giveaway is how quiet he gets. Usually just regresses to 9 years old. He likes to read and keep to himself, but that’s when he’s not split. The colors already similar when regressing, but all enjoy different activities. Green enjoys fishing strangely enough, but uses his hands. Blue would see how long he can do a hand stand or something competitive. Red would color and draw with wars. Vio would be the one to read and likes being read too as well!

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•hyrule is similar to wild, but likes to take walks and analyze everything. Regresses to 5 years old. He enjoys the sensory of being outside, touching everything (that is safe to do so) and usually drags sky along, regressed or not. He has a special journal just for pressing flowers and pretty weeds. Likes to swim and float in a starfish position for hours.

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•sky is the one who regresses to 11 years old, and likes to wrangle four, hyrule, time, and wars into playing charades. He doesn’t carve (cus he isn’t allowed) but learned origami instead! Likes to give them to everyone, usually of their favorite animal or the animal that reminds him of them!

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•twilight regresses to 7 years old, likes to play tag! Forces everyone to play when available and it’s scary when he runs full speed to catch someone. Now they know how dink felt . Teaches hyrule how to catch fish bare handed in the rivers, wild gladly takes them to cook as a meal. Twi likes to hang upside down on a tree and screeches at anyone who passes by- if he’s questioned his only reply is “I’m a bat!” Nothing else. Also likes to smack his head into people, full speed, grinning and unapologetic. If questioned, only reply is “I’m a goat! That’s my job!” And runs off to do it to someone else.

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remember guys, Age regression is a SFW COPING MECHANISM!!! So i don’t wanna see any hate! These are just my personal opinions and self projection

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fortheloveofhylia · 2 days

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@savimatteo2810 I love love loved turning this headcanon into a mini fic. It ended up being a bit longer than I thought so sorry about that. Or not.

Hope you enjoy.

More Than a Brother

Wars had been a little offended when Malon didn't ask him to join the rest of the muscle with help on the ranch. He knew he wasn't the strongest hero and he wasn't ashamed of that. Still, he couldn't help that her words stung him a little. The only benefit of being side lined was that Wind had ended up with him. With nothing to do on the ranch Wars and Wind had offered to run errands for Malon in town and make their usual enquiries about monster sightings in the area.

They had been in Time's era less than a day but Wars was keen to keep his head focused on their mission. As tempting as it was to relax in a warm and welcoming place like Lon Lon Ranch, he was keenly aware that they couldn't let their guard down completely. Shadow was still out there somewhere, as were his black blooded monsters. Plus, they were still no closer to figuring out what was causing the infected monsters to begin with. Wars itched to do something and if he couldn't make himself useful on the ranch, he would gladly walk to town to do some recon.

As he and the Sailor left the ranch and joined the road headed for town, Wars realised the two of them hadn't spent much time alone together. He felt guilty that his attention was so often drawn away from his brothers, either by planning, scouting or just sleep and recovery. During the war he and Wind had been fairly close. Of course Mask, aka a younger Time, had also been around, usually causing trouble and generally being a little shit. But Wind had been a little older than Mask and he and Wars used to talk a lot. He missed those quiet evenings when Wind would tell him about his travels and exploring the great sea. Wars had marvelled at the idea of Hyrule being utterly submerged beneath crashing waves. Wind had marvelled at the idea of horses.

"So where do you wanna go first when we get to town?" Wind asked, pulling Wars out of his memories.

"Hmm?" He mumbled.

"I said, where do you want to go when we get to town? I've been saving up some rupies and I thought about going on a lil shopping spree. Fancy spending some of that soldiers wage you're hoarding?!" Wind gave Wars an elbow to the ribs and Wars rubbed at it with a smirk.

"I'm not hoarding it, I'm saving it." He insisted. "And I'm sure you're the only one who believes I have any rupies to my name anyhow!"

"Well that doesn't matter, what are you saving it for anyway?" Wind probed.

"Retirement," Wars sighed.

"Re-what?!" Wind scoffed, almost halting in his tracks as he tried to comprehend the older hero.

"Retirement Sailor. You know, that thing that happens to people when they finish working."

"Yeah, but you're not that old yet. I mean, you are old but you're not THAT old. Not like Time."

"Hey, I'm not old!" Wars retorted.

"Eh, you're old to me," Wind shrugged.

"Thanks, that's good to know," Wars chuckled.

Wind seemed to forget his pervious question and they continued walking in silence for a while. Eventually the light began to fade and darkness swallowed up the road ahead.

"S'pose we should find somewhere to make camp," Wind observed, already looking for a good spot beside the road.

"Time says there's a rise a little way off protected by some trees. It should only be a little further, then we can get some sleep."

"Okay good," Wind yawned. "I hate walking."

"I know you do champ."

Just as Time had said, Wars spotted the hill and the ring of trees just up ahead on their right. The pair stepped off the road and climbed the short rise to the top. Wars' eyes swept the perimeter instinctively looking for danger. The hill was a good vantage point. If Time hadn't suggested it, Wars would probably have picked it out as a good camp site anyway.

"Where do you wanna sleep Wind?" Wars asked, already pulling out his own bed roll and a flint and steel.

"Here looks flat enough," Wind announced, laying out his bed roll on a soft patch of grass beneath two trees. "I'll gather up some firewood. Did you bring food? Or do I have to eat your cooking?"

"I swiped some pastries from Malon's pantry before we left. But I resent your attitude towards my cooking!" Wars retorted, pointing his striking steel in Wind's face.

"What?! Everything you cook is lumpy and too salty, everyone says so," Wind shrugged, already turning to go look for sticks.

"What do you mean everyone?" Wars asked to Wind's back, but the kid had already walked away.

Wars sighed and shook his head. Trying to remind himself that he had wanted Wind to come with him on their little outing. When Wind returned with a hefty armful of decent looking wood, Wars set about lighting some kindling and building up their campfire. He pulled his bedroll closer to the steadily building flames and sat on it cross legged. Wind did the same, almost mirroring Wars' movements. Wars pulled his bag into his lap and pulled out the pastries wrapped in paper, handing one over to Wind.

"Thanks," Wind said, as he took the parcel eagerly and started to unwrap it.

"Thank Malon when we get back," said Wars, before he took a bite of his own supper. "Actually, probably best she doesn't know these are missing. I don't think she likes me much already."

"That's not true," Wind protested, lowering his pastry for a moment. He frowned at Wars which made him hesitate.

"Come on, I'm definitely her least favourite of Time's boys. I'm no help around the ranch and as you so kindly put it before, I can't cook. At best I'm a guest who has to be accommodated for, at worst, I'm a burden to her."

"I don't see you that way," Wind mumbled, almost too low for Wars to hear.

"What d'you say?" He asked.

"I said I'm sure she doesn't see you that way." Wind said a little louder. "She likes all of us, doesn't matter if we're useful on the ranch. Besides, I don't think Miss Malon is capable of being mean like that."

"No, I don't think that woman has a bad bone in her body. I wouldn't like to arm wrestle her, but she's certainly got a good heart." Wars said wistfully, gazing into the crackling flames of the fire.

"She'd make a good Ma," Wind sighed, raising his pastry to his lips again.

"I'm sure she would. And though I think the prospect would terrify him, I think Time will make an excellent father some day." Wars took another bite with a smile tugging at his lips.

"Could have fooled me back when we first met him. I thought I was a menace!" Wind huffed and Wars let out a cackle of laughter.

"You were both terrors, but Time certainly turned terroizing me into his own personal hobby," Wars chuckled as he spoke.

"Used to think you'd clap him round the ears if he ever stood still long enough," Wind remarked, licking crumbs off his fingers.

"Believe me I tried, but I don't think I was the right man to try and discipline that wild child," Wars shook his head.

They fell into silence as Wars finished his supper and Wind threw his scrunched up ball of paper into the fire. Wars did the same and added a few larger sticks onto the flames. A few sparks drifted into the sky and he watched them rise high towards the stars.

"Get some sleep Sailor. I'll take first watch," Wars insisted, nodding to his younger brother.

"You sure we need it?" Wind raised an eyebrow. "Malon says there haven't been monsters sighted in these parts for weeks now."

"I know, but that can always change. Besides, it's not just monsters we keep watch for after all. There's regular old bandits, wolves and of course the Bogey Man!" Wars flashed Wind a toothy smile and waggled his eyebrows.

Wind couldn't help laughing at the usually so serious Captain. He'd never made such a claim before.

"The Bogey Man?!" Wind raised his eyebrows, staring at Wars in disbelief. "Come on Cap, how old do you think I am?"

"Twelve?" Wars tried to remember the last time they had discussed ages with each other.

"Thirteen," Wind huffed, crossing his arms with a pout. "And I'm almost fourteen."

"Right, of course," Wars nodded.

"And as we've established, you're old. But if you want to sit up for half the night I'm not gonna stop you. I'm bloody beat!" Wind exclaimed with a teasing note in his voice.

"Language Sailor!" Wars chided him.

Wind wafted his hand in the Captain's direction and began to make himself comfortable on his bedroll. He yanked a blanket over himself and pulled it all the way up to his chin. Wars smiled. Wind did the same thing every night he went to sleep.

"G'night," Wind mumbled, his voice now muffled by the blanket.

"Good night Link."

***

A few hours passed in silence as the night dragged on. Wars sat with his back to the warmth of the fire, staring out into the night and it's potential dangers. Every now and then he wood look behind him at Wind. The boy looked even younger when he was asleep. The usual fire and grit of his personality washed away by peace and comfort. His face looked calm and his brow was smooth. Wars felt himself smiling at their youngest brother sleeping so deeply.

Wars yawned despite himself and quickly gave himself a shake. He drank some water and tried to sit up straighter. Years of training had made it easier to go longer and longer periods without sleep. Besides, if something happened to Wind because he fell asleep on watch, Wars would never be able to forgive himself. He tried not to look at Wind again and kept his wide eyes scanning around them for any sign of danger.

However, a short while later, his attention was drawn back to Wind. A sound like a small whimpering animal caught Wars' attention first. He looked down to see the peaceful expression on the boys face had been shattered. His face was screwed up in what looked like pain. Fear tugged at Wars' heart as he quickly checked to see what could be wrong. There were no immediate signs of injury and Wind hadn't accidentally rolled too close to the fire. His mind relaxed a little as he realised Wind was probably just having a bad dream.

Though Wars and all the heroes knew from personal experience, just how bad their nightmares could be. With a sigh, Wars got to his knees and scooted over to kneel beside Wind's head. He placed a gentle hand on the boy's shoulder and gave him an experimental shake.

"Wind?" He asked softly. He didn't want to wake him too quickly and disorientate the poor boy.

Wind didn't stir, but he let out a soft moan and scrunched up his eyes.

"Hey, Sailor," Wars tried again. "Wind, you're dreaming. You might want to wake up."

Wars gave Wind another shake, firmer this time, concerned about what might be going through Wind's head right now.

"No... don't wanna... Mustn't... Stop!" Wind uttered in barely coherent syllables.

"Come on Wind wake up!" Wars said loudly and shook both of Wind's shoulders for good measure.

At last the boys eyes flashed open. He sat up with a start and Wars did his best not to crowd him in case he panicked. Wind stared around himself, clearly confused and definitely afraid of something. Wars could hear his breathing coming out in rapid little rasps.

"Wind," He said, lowering his voice to a soft whisper. "Wind it's okay."

Wind whipped his head around and Wars could see tears streaking down the boy's face.

"Wind, Link, you're okay. You were having a bad dream. You're okay. You're safe."

Wars did everything he could to reassure Wind he was alright. He knew that many of the boys, including himself, didn't like to be touched too quickly after waking from a nightmare. It made him feel trapped, as though hands with evil intent held him down. So he waited until Wind seemed lucid enough before laying a hand on his back. Wind flinched, but he didn't move away either which was a good sigh. Wars tried again and this time Wind leant into his hand.

"There you go," Wars cooed. "You're alright. That sounded like one nasty dream."

Was began rubbing circles into Wind's back as he continued to speak. Wind nodded feebly.

"Nightmare," he squeaked, the sound tugging at Wars' heart. "Ganon and Aryl and Grandma... Mmm, don't remember much else."

"Well that's good. I'm sure you'll forget the rest too," Wars remarked, trying to find a positive.

Wind nodded and then flopped against Wars' body. He almost knocked them both to the ground but Wars caught him in his arms and braced himself just in time.

"You okay kiddo?" Wars asked with a frown Wind couldn't see.

"M'okay," Wind mumbled into Wars' chest.

He could feel tears soaking into the front of his tunic, but he hugged Wind closer to himself regardless. Wars couldn't count the number of times he'd woken up shouting and screaming only to fall into Time or Sky's arms. Their warm embrace chasing away the specters of his own nightmares. Somehow when the roles were reversed it was a little different.

Wars had always been a very closed off person. He had to be out of necessity. The army was no laughing matter. And after all, emotion had started the war of ages in the first place. He'd had to grow up and get smart quick, quicker than most young solders his age. Responsibility had been thrust upon him leaving no room for his heart. A cool head was all that was required for a hero in his time, he knew that, and Wars had done his very best. But all of that was behind him now. Yet he still struggled to show his emotions. The walls he had spent years building would probably take years to take down again. His brothers had begun to do some of that work. Assuring him at every possibility that not everything was down to him. The burden of this new threat was shared among them equally and everyone had their own baggage to carry.

The small body currently curled against his own tugged at that vulnerable side of him. The side he had done his best to bury deep deep down. But against his better judgement he had decided to let these boys in. Let them into his heart. Wind had earned a place there long ago, as had Time, little terror that he was. But Wind was still young. Too young by all accounts.

Wars found his thoughts drifting to Time and how he had essentially adopted the other younger heros. He really would make a great father some day. What about himself? Wars had never given it a moments thought before, but now he considered the prospect. Would he make a good father if it ever happened. Of course he'd actually have to retire and settle down and of course find a wife who'd put up with him.

Wind stirred in his embrace. Wars glanced down and found that while he'd been thinking to himself the kid had gone back to sleep.

As gently as he could, Wars laid Wind back down on his bed roll and tucked his blanket in around his body. With a sigh Wars scooted away a little and returned to his watch duty. Not before he considered his question one more time. Would he be a good dad?

***

Just after midnight Wars woke Wind for his watch and the bleery eyed teen begrudgingly unfurled himself from his blankets and went to sit by the fire for his stint. Wars knew he shouldn't feel guilty about making Wind do his shift. But he couldn't help it. Even though Wind was constantly insisting he pull his own weight with the group and be treated just like the other heroes, he was still a child. Though Wars knew Wind would have some very choice words for him if he ever called him a child to his face.

Wars slept fitfully until the sun began to creep over the horizon. He awoke to the feeling of weak sunlight on his eyelids. He'd always been an early riser, usually up before everyone else to chat with whoever had been on last watch. Wind gave him a nod as he sat up and rubbed his palms into his sleep caked eyes. Wars guessed he must have shed a few tears while he was dreaming, given the damp patch on his scarf. Either that or he had slept with his mouth open and dribbled down his chin. If that was the case he hoped Wind hadn't been looking at him at the time.

They broke camp at a leasurely pace, hoping to get a late breakfast in town once the bakery opened. There was a chill in the air despite the warm summer they were experiencing. Wars noticed Wind with his arms crossed, rubbing his upper arms to keep them warm.

"You cold?" Wars asked plainly.

"I'm alright, it'll warm up soon enough," Wind shrugged, but he kept on rubbing his arms.

With a sigh Wars pulled the scarf from around his neck and draped it over Wind instead. Wind stiffened and glared up at the Captain.

"I said I'm alright, you don't have to give me this!" He protested. Even though he pulled it around himself unconsciously.

"I know, but I don't want you to catch a chill. Looking after a hero with a cold or the flu is a pain in the ass!" Wars remarked.

It was a pretty lame excuse. They'd all been sick at some point on their journey, and none of them had ever made the sufferer feel guilty about their weakened state. But Wars couldn't admit that he hated to see any of them suffer, especially Wind. Although the young hero was surprisingly sturdy, Wars just couldn't escape the fact that he was still a teenager. A young one at that.

They continued to walk in silence for a long time while the sun gradually crept higher into the sky. Eventually Wind was warm enough to offer the scarf back to Wars, but before he could open his mouth to speak however, they heard a shrill scream rent the still morning air.

"Where did that come from?" Wind asked, wide eyed as he stared around the empty road.

"Somewhere to the west," Wars replied, ears and eyes alert.

Though he had already been watching out for danger, the scream had caught him a little off guard. He tried to pin point where it had come from but he couldn't hear much else. The birds had fallen silent which wasn't a good sign. Another scream. This time higher and sounding more strangled than the first. Wars and Wind's heads both whipped around in the same direction and they sprinted off towards the source of the sound.

It only took them a few minutes to run through the small coppice of trees and discover the source of the commotion. Some travellers crossing Hyrule Field were being mobbed by large flock of keese, two of which were on fire. The two people running across the grass waved their arms over their heads, swatting at the large bat-like creatures. Wars pulled out his fire-rod, knowing it wouldn't hurt the fire-keese much but that it would hopefully drop some of the others.

Wind held out his batton before him and began uttering a familiar song under his breath. Wars braced himself for the gust of wind he knew would surely come next.

"Get down!" He yelled at the poor travellers.

Mercifully they saw the two young men approaching and did as instructed. They both dropped to the ground, hands held protectively over their heads. Wars swung his rod in a wide ark towards the keese, sending out a spurt of bright flame. Wind's gust whipped up at the same moment and carried Wars' flame higher. A second later the flaming torrent collided with the flock and sent most of them spiralling out of the sky, only to poof out of existence in a flash of purple dust.

"Not infected!" Wind called to Wars, who had pulled out his sword to deal with the two flaming keese.

Wars swung high but the keese dodged easily out of his way.

"Damn it!" Wars swore under his breath as he missed again.

To his left he caught a glimpse of Wind with his hand in his bag, clearly searching for a different weapon. He was surprised when the kid pulled out his boomerang. Wars chuckled to himself. Of course ranged weapons would work better on these annoying creatures. But he wasn't the best shot in the world.

Wind raised his arm and threw his boomerang as hard as he could. It spun through the air in a swift ark towards his target, colluding with one of the two keese. Wind jumped into the air and caught the boomerang with practiced ease. He spun around to throw it a second time, once again hitting his mark. Warriors rushed forwards to make sure the two beasts were dead, plunging his sword into one when he found it twitching in the grass

Momentarily distracted by the puffs of purple smoke, Wars failed to keep an eye over his shoulder. A lizalfos, one from Wild's era, snaked through the long grass towards his back. Wind's keen eyes noticed the disturbance in the grass however and managed to cry out before the lizard like creature could reach its target.

"Dad watch out!" He yelled, suddenly clapping a hand over his mouth as he realised what he'd said.

If Wars had noticed he didn't waste time thinking about it. He spun on the spot staying low and ready for attack. His vision focused in on the Lizalfos and he held his shield out ready. He'd faced plenty of Lizalfos but the ones from Wild's era could be particularly troublesome. Wars used his low position to dash forwards and jab upwards towards the creatures head. It jumped back in alarm, but Wars had expected that. He kept moving, trying to keep the monster within striking range. Wind wanted to rush in and help, but Lizalfos were so unpredictable he could end up endangering Wars or himself if he interfered.

Warriors and the Lizalfos danced around each other in the long grass. Both waiting for the other to drop their guard or make a mistake. Despite the infuriating way the creature moved Wars was patient and chose his moment carefully. In its frustration the Lizalfos stopped moving to roar at Wars. Instantly he lunged forwards, thrusting his sword up into the creatures head through its lower jaw. With a strangled hiss the Lizalfos stilled and slumped forwards. Wars had to stumble backwards to avoid being crushed beneath it, before the monster fizzled into smoke.

As Wars got his breath back and bent down to pick up his sword, he noticed the two travellers approaching. A pair of young women with heavy back-packs hanging from their shoulders walked towards him and Wars slapped on a friendly smile of greeting.

"Thank you so much!" One of the women exclaimed breathlessly. "If you and your son hadn't come along when you did, those creatures would have killed us for sure!"

"Or at the very least they would have stolen our harvest," said the other, indicating their bulging back-packs.

"And we had no idea that lizard was in the grass too!"

"Actually they're called Lizalfos, and they're not that dangerous. Just difficult to land a hit," Wind enlightened them as he walked over.

"Wait," Wars said with a blink, as he registered what had just been said. "Did you say son?"

"He must be tall for his age, but you look like you've trained your boy well Sir," one of the women remarked.

She paused as she hoisted her bag off her back and set it on the ground. Opening the flap Wars and Wind could see that it was full of corn cobs.

"We don't have much, but I'd like to offer you some of our harvest in return for saving our lives. Please take it with our thanks," she continued, pulling out an armful of corn and holding it out to the two boys.

"Thank you ma'am," said Wind eagerly. He stepped forwards and clumsily took the food.

Wars couldn't help but chuckle as the boy struggled to hold what appeared to be at least ten corn cobs almost as long as his forearms. Hopefully he'd earn some points with Malon for bringing back free food.

"Here," he said, pulling out his own bag. "You can put them in here Wind."

Wind obliged and the two women watched as the boys loaded up Warrior's bag.

"Aww, Wind. What a cute name." Observed one of the women, earning her a scowl from the boy in question. "Did your mama give you that name? Or was it your father here?"

"My...?" Wind began to ask as he looked up into Wars' face, which had turned bright read.

Wind wondered if it was from the sudden exertion, or something else.

"Thank you for the food and I hope you don't run into any more danger on your journey. We should be pressing on now," Wars declared, as he streightened up and turned so that Wind couldn't see his face.

"Thanks again," said the woman as she hoisted her bag back onto her back.

Wars and Wind stood for a moment watching the two women walk away towards the road. For a long time they stood in silence, neither able to look at the other. Wars was acutely aware of how warm and flushed his face was. Had Wind really said what he thought he had? He tried to think it over in his mind. There wasn't really anything else it could have been. Had he really called him, Dad?

"Wars?" Wind asked, a little timidly from behind him. "You okay? That Lizalfos didn't get you anywhere did it?"

Wars cleared his throat and pulled his smile back onto his face before turning to look at Wind.

"No, I'm alright. No injuries to report here. How about you?"

"I'm good. Should we get going?" Wind replied, jerking his thumb back towards the road.

"Yeah, sounds good to me."

Warriors shoulders relaxed a little as they strolled back across the grass towards the road. He kept trying to turn his attention back to their task, completing Malon's errends in town. But he kept getting distracted. They had once again turned onto the road and Wind was walking a little ahead of him. Wars' scarf fluttered behind him, almost touching the ground. He'd looped it around his neck a few times, but it was still far too long. Wars felt himself smiling absentmindedly, then shook himself.

What was happening to him. What was he doing?! Wars was used to looking out for and taking care of other people. If you didn't have other soldiers backs in a war why would you expect them to have yours. The same was true of the Chain. They all looked out for each other and they relied on each other to have their backs in times of crisis. They were all experienced heroes who had faced numerous foes and come out on top. Despite all of this knowledge however, Wars couldn't shake the feeling that he had to protect them. Or more specifically, he had to protect Wind.

He'd been Wars' charge before and he'd done his best to look after the boy during the war. Despite knowing Wind was a capable fighter and wiser beyond his years, Wars' heart bled every time he saw the boy take a hit, or nurse an injury. The longer their journey continued, the more the Sailor had wormed his way into the Captain's cold heart. It wasn't just that the boy was likable. It wasn't just that he was so much younger than all of them. It wasn't even that Wars thought he couldn't handle himself in a fight. He absolutely could. It was that, despite his best efforts, Warriors had grown to love the kid. And if Wind's reaction today was anything to go by, he might love Wars in return.

"Hey Sailor," Wars suddenly found himself calling to Wind, before he'd even figured out what he wanted to say.

"Yeah?" Wind replied brightly, turning to walk backwards while he talked.

Wars was afraid that Wind might step on the scarf and strangle himself to the ground with it. He pushed the thought aside and tried to focus on the one occupying his brain.

"Did you..." He hesitated. Wondering if he could let the subject slide. "Did you call me, Dad?"

Wind's eyes dropped to the ground and he turned around again, still walking a few steps ahead of Warriors.

"You heard that?" He replied sheepishly, crossing his arms as his shoulders tensed.

Wars couldn't see but from the sound of his voice he guessed Wind was pouting. He'd heard that voice and seen that face many times.

"I did, your shout almost definitely saved my life," Wars affirmed.

He reached out and gently gripped Wind's shoulder, drawing them level with each other. Walking side by side Wars tried to catch Wind's eye.

"Do you... Do you see me as a... As a father?" Wars asked tentatively.

His heart was thumping in his throat. As he waited for Wind to respond, Wars thought he might pass out from the sound of blood rushing through his ears.

"Well..." Wind began. "Not in a weird way. Like, I know you're not my Dad obviously. But, you know... You've always, always taken care of me and stuff and... The others are like brothers, they're loud and brash and they like to tease. But you're..." Wind tried to find the words to finish what he wanted to say. What he was feeling. "You're more... Yeah, I guess you're more like a father to me."

Wars let out a breath he hadn't realised he was holding. His heart beat returned to normal and he didn't feel quite as sick. As he relaxed a little a warm tingle washed over him. He feeling he had rarely experienced before. It made him fell light and safe. Wind, their little pirate, saw him, war torn and shell shocked Warriors, as a father figure. So much so that in the heat of battle he had called him Dad.

"What about Time?" Wars frowned, finally catching Wind's eye.

"Nah, Twilight and Wild might see him as some kind of parent, but they have a connection with each other. You and me know what that Sprite is really like!" Wind gave Wars a nudge to the ribs and he couldn't help but laugh.

"Yeah, I guess when you two met for the first time he was younger than you. That must seem so long ago for him." Wars observed, his face growing pensive.

"Yeah, not so long for us though," Wind nodded.

"Apparently not."

Their conversation dwindled and Wars tried to think of what to say next. Wind saved him however by adding,

"You don't have to say anything about it by the way. I think I just wanted you to know."

"Thank you Sailor. And, I'm honoured."

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