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tsukinoshinjiu · 2 days
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Nail polish trend with Ravio & Link :3 +extra unused sketch below the cut
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sweeteastart · 3 days
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Ravioli ship week day 2 tender care/sick here I am !
Thanks to my lucky star, I somehow managed to finish those pages last night !! I had this vision in my head and couldn't help myself-- so have a three page comic of the sillies for today !!
Closeup of my two favourite panels of the boys-- Ravio going through it.. rip his beautiful eyeliner
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ok-pop-1 · 3 days
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day two: tender care || sick fic
page 1 | page 2 [you're here!] | page 3 | page 4
legend's sick, he's just off screen lol
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breannasfluff · 15 hours
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Beach day!
barely finished in time but I made it
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3615rose · 2 days
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Legend, sitting on Ravio's lap : We should get married.
Ravio : We already are.
Legend : no, I mean ,we divorce, that's like 300 rupees, then we remarry, and people offer us money and things and we get to have tax benefits again.
Ravio : You learn well, little bunny.
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sisters-sideblog · 2 days
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I’m a day late for sickfic day of Raivoli week but simply could not pass up that prompt. Read it here or on Ao3!
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Link frowned, sitting up in bed. Something was off. 
No one bustled around his tiny little single room cottage. The shutters on all the windows remained closed. No lanterns lit the dark room. Only the dim glow of last night’s embers in the hearth and morning sunlight peeking around the edges of the shutters provided any light to see by. 
Ravio wasn’t up. Strange. Most mornings he beat Link to waking. 
In the darkness, someone sniffed. 
Link turned to the lump under the covers next to him. 
They’d been sharing a bed for a few weeks now, whenever Link wasn’t stuck in the depths of some dungeon. It still felt strange, but less strange than making Ravio spread a bedroll out on the hard floor while Link himself enjoyed a lumpy but soft mattress. 
Another quiet sniffle. Crying? The thought made Link’s stomach curl uncomfortably. But no, this time it was followed by a light cough and a soft, miserable little noise.
“Mister Hero?” Ravio whispered. He sounded stuffy and about as pathetic as Link had ever heard him. The times he’d talked his way into Link’s house and then his bed both included. “Are you awake?”
Ravio still insisted on covering his face, even at night. At least he took off the hood, turning his back to Link for long enough to cover both hair and ears with a wrap and an oversized, brilliantly purple sleeping mask to dwarf most of the rest of his features. The bunny hood lay in a heap on the floor; usually he woke before Link to put it on. 
Covered eyes turned towards Link in the darkness. Was it his imagination that the very tip of the nose just barely visible under the lower edge of the mask looked a little red? 
“I’m awake,” he whispered back.
“Mister Hero, I feel terribly unwell,” Ravio moaned, laying on the drama now that he knew he had an audience. Link rolled his eyes, secure in the knowledge that it would remain unseen. “I think I need a healing potion. Maybe a fairy? I definitely need a fairy. Oh, but what if there aren’t any? You’ll take care of Sheerow, won’t you? I - what are you doing?”
Between the turban and the sleeping mask, a sliver of Ravio’s forehead remained exposed to open air. The palm of Link’s hand immediately started to feel a little sweaty, but Link knew perfectly well that wasn’t because of Ravio. 
“Checking for fever,” he said as casually as he could, pulling his hand back. The skin seemed to tingle with the remembered warmth of Ravio’s skin. It was the normal amount of warmth. “You don’t have one.” 
“I can’t possibly open the shop today,” Ravio bemoaned. He coughed again. Link listened carefully, but it sounded dry, no rattling of phlegm. He sounded stuffy, yes, but he hadn’t yet coughed himself hoarse. “I can’t talk to people like this! An entire day of lost profits!”
Link wasn’t impressed. “It’s just a cold. I’m renting your entire stock. And if I want to buy something, you don’t need to open the shop for me. I live here.” He still felt the need to remind Ravio of that from time to time. 
Ravio’s hands flailed blindly. Link jerked his head back to avoid getting smacked in the nose. “I get other customers! One of them still has the sand rod!” Ravio declared with such a loudly dramatic hiss that he set himself into a true coughing fit, the first Link had heard from him that morning. Link grabbed his hand and pulled him to sit upright, patting his back until the fit passed. 
“I’ll make you some tea,” he decided. The audible dryness in his throat did sound painful, and the steam would be good for his sinuses. 
He heard the whisper of fabric across the floor as soon as he headed towards the kitchen and kept his head politely turned away while Ravio swapped his sleeping mask for the hood he could, theoretically, see out of. 
“And breakfast?” Ravio added hopefully, clogged nose adding to the overall air of pathetic neediness. 
“Don’t push your luck.” 
But once he had the kettle on, Link pulled out a pan and some eggs. Ravio nursed him back to health a time or two, after all; that was how they met. He could afford to return the favor. 
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(Brought to you by the headcanon that Ravio gets terribly dramatic over the mildest of colds and is the most demanding patient he can possibly be.)
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green-hoshi · 3 days
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Ravioli Ship Week Day Two - Sickfic/ Tender Care
“I won’t be home for lunch, don’t wait up.”
Link’s voice comes like a croak, and that was putting it lightly. Ravio rushes from the kitchen to block the way to the door. Link blinks at him slowly, unable to even muster a reaction. 
“Not like that you aren’t!”
Link thinks hard. Did he forget something? He pats at his hips where his sword is safely strapped on his belt. his bag is also dangling from his shoulder. Then, realization dawns on him.
“Sorry Bunny, I will be as quick as I can. I miss you already.”
And Link takes a step forward to kiss him. The merchant is flushed but stops him.
“No! Stupid hero! Look at you, you’re sick! You are not going anywhere!”
“It’s okay, I have my sword.”
Ravio squints at him.
“You don’t make any sense. The sword won’t help you when you collapse from exhaustion.”
“I mean, I could probably use the sword as a cane…”
Ravio sighs.
“...That’s not the point.”
Ravio leads him to their bed and tucks him in after helping him out of his boots. 
“But, what about the monsters in Lorule?” Link whines.
“Hilda and Zelda both have an army to do their bidding, I will make sure Sheerow informs them.”
After Yuga was defeated, Zelda and Hilda, being two powerful sorceresses, succeeded to create a sustainable portal between both of their worlds. It is nice to see the two kingdoms prosper from their new economic situation. Ravio is happy that he is not torn between his hometown and the life he shares with Link. But now Link also has two kingdoms to protect instead of one, and self-care is not really Link’s strong suit.  
“I want to protect your kingdom, Rav’. You can’t stop me from going.”
Ravio raises an eyebrow at him. 
“I literally just did, silly. I’m also locking the front door and keeping the only key.”
“Oh, for Nayru’s love, you are so smart.”
Link sounds so genuine that Ravio’s smirk disappears for a bashful and hard to contain smile.
“Alright, go to sleep already, the fever has you talking nonsense.”
“No, but it’s true. You’re so smart and pretty. I don’t tell you that enough. You’re amazing Bunny. You are the best—” 
He coughs loudly, Ravio winces at the nasty sound but strokes his boyfriend’s hair. Link leans into the touch.
“Aren’t you the sweetest? Let me take care of you for once, love.”
He leans to plant a kiss in his hair. Link feels himself melting and he is pretty sure it is not because of the fever.
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vangoghcore · 19 days
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by thepastatable
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1caru · 2 months
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I can't stop thinking about @good-ravio-art's blobio design
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churomo · 4 months
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idk
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ilovepannacotta · 5 months
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"Let's get married for tax benefits"
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sweeteastart · 17 hours
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Day 3 late again - reunion for @breannasfluff ravioli week !
I didn't have the time to actually write what I had in mind but the short version is : Ravio was doing business in the village when he heard Lege was back. Cue him going from walking to full on running to go back home and ultimately just jumping into poor Lege arms. They are both very emotional and happy to see each other again.
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ok-pop-1 · 2 days
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day three: reunion || modern
page 1 | page 2 | page 3 [you're here!] | page 4
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breannasfluff · 2 days
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Ravioli Ship Week-Tender Care/Sicfic
Link is…confused, to say the least. First of all, why Ravio has decided that barricading himself in a storage area is a good idea. Second, why the omega is growling at him, canines on the display, and lips peeled back.
Sniffing the air, Link sucks in the soothing scent wafting from his friend. That, combined with the time of year gives him a suspicion.
“Ravio? I need to check on you, okay?” Link starts to move forward, but the omega’s snarl kicks up a gear. Right. He’s trapped.
The delta pulls back and starts dismantling the box barricade. Sheerow flits inside, chirping at Ravio in a tone that comes across as scolding. Why on Hyrule did Ravio decide to hole up down here?
The merchant has a few items for comfort in the space, but none that should be in a proper den. Link is currently a delta, but he has fond memories of reaching omega status and relaxing with his uncle. While those dens were cozy, they weren’t hidden in basements.
Ravio relaxes slightly when the crates are cleared, if only because it gives him a better option of escape.
Link lowers himself to the chilled floor, pressing his fingers to the stone and lowering his shoulders. “I just want to check your temperature,” he says.
The omega keeps an eye on him as he leans a little closer, growl rumbling as one hand raises. The probability of Link getting bitten at some point is too high not to consider, but he needs to be sure.
He doesn’t even need to get a hand on Ravio’s forehead to feel the heat radiating off him. Spitting curses, Link yanks his hand back.
“Ravio, we need to get you somewhere else. You need—” he cuts off because what Ravio needs is a beta or an alpha. Someone who can cool him down and balance out the biology that’s running haywire.
“Shit,” he tells the air. He can take on an alpha role, even if it’s not one he normally strives for. Ravio is his friend, and that’s close enough to pack to count. It’ll take a few hours for his body to catch up to the message and cool enough to help, though. Until then, he’s got an omega to care for.
Read the rest here!
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chaosfantasmic · 13 days
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the Ravioli tag is so funny to me, because one half of it is actual ravioli and the other half is some gay ass loz ship, so when your scrolling through it it’s just shit like this
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layraket · 2 months
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late but yeah.... it is still 14 i swear....
gay rabits yes sirr
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