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haircut

| zelink | botw | rated G | post-canon | oneshot | 1.9k |

Link plays hairdresser.

It’s then that it hits her, an impulsive decision that she might regret later, though she doubts it. It will be more practical, after all. And it will be a fresh start. “Do you have a knife?”

Link hums curiously at the sudden change of topics, at the oddity of the question, and the predictable answer she will get. Of course he has a knife, he carries various weapons with his person at all times, an habit that he developed in his voyage to save Hyrule. “I do.”

“Well, then.” Zelda gathers her hair together and straightens up. “Can you cut it for me?”

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before it gets better

| sheith | s8 fix-it | rated T | angst w/ a happy ending | 1/5 | 4.5k |

Never in his life had Keith thought he would have to fight for Shiro’s attention.

i. it’s time for me to fall apart

He waits, and waits and waits. And waits some more. Lance leaves and the sun disappears below the line of the horizon, the first stars glowing in the darkened sky. Picking up on his mood shift, Kosmo places his head on Keith’s lap, stares up at him with a little whine, and Keith grits his teeth against the onslaught of negative thoughts in his head.

Are you sure you’re best friends?

“Come on, boy.” His voice breaks. No one is here to pick up on it. “Let’s go back.”

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our fate rests with you 

| sheith | Breath of the Wild AU | 5/? | 24.2k |

It seems impossible to work against a legendary evil together and stay as mere acquaintances, and while Keith doesn’t want to assume they were close, something in his chest tells him he might just be right. He looks again at the castle, at the ominous darkness swirling around the white structure. Whoever Prince Takashi Shirogane really is, Keith is going to save him.

v. eyes on the stars | 4.4k |

“I’d like to go with you,” Pidge says as he settles on his ride, engines humming beneath him. “But I think I’d be a better backup here.” He knows what she’s talking about. It’s important that someone is close to their Lion, just in case.

“Don’t try to do anything reckless.” The last thing he wants is for her to try to face Zarkon alone if he acts up in any way. Pidge nods her agreement with a smile and it eases some of his worries.

“Don’t hesitate to contact us, Keith.” Sam says, settling his hands on his daughter’s shoulders once she steps back, closer to her family. “We’ll help you however we can.”

Keith inclines his head. “Thank you for the hospitality.”

With few more shared words and some fussing from Colleen, he sets off westbound, wind in his hair and sun on his scalp. He glances back to wave at them one last time before they become too small for him to see, the distance between him and Olkarion growing, the cluster of trees seeming significantly tiny from this far.

It’s a long way to Balmera.

[ Olkari Pidge edit ]

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one to love, and one to lose

| sheith | s8 fix-it | rated T | 1/3 | 4.7k |

It doesn’t matter the circumstances, staying apart from Shiro never gets easier.

i. that summer night 

“I’m sorry we haven't been talking properly.” The whisper of his voice leaves Keith tingling. “And that I haven’t been giving you the attention you deserve.”

“You’re the admiral, Shiro.” Keith replies with an awkward shrug, unwilling to admit how much he’d missed this. “I understand.”

“I may be the captain, but you’re still the most important person to me.” Shiro tugs him closer, hugging Keith to his chest. “You do understand that, don’t you?”

Keith nods with his face hidden in the crook of Shiro’s neck. Hesitantly, he confesses, “I missed you so much, it was unbearable.”

“I did, too,” Shiro replies quietly. He rolls them around, Keith now half-lying on top of him. “And I’m gonna miss you every second that we’re apart. But, Keith, I need you to know that no matter how far apart and how many days pass without us talking, nothing will change for me. I want you by my side.”

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distant stars come in black or red

| sheith | one shot collection | rated E | 1/? | 1.8k |

i. drown me in your water | 1.8k | nsfw

Shiro guides Keith’s red and slick mouth to his with a hand curled around the hairs on the back of his head. Keith shivers pleasantly, inching his hands up Shiro’s chest to wrestle with the buttons of his uniform, hips canting forward when Shiro slides his thigh between both of his. A breathy moan leaves him and Keith pulls back to look up at Shiro with dark, heated eyes, hands pulling the lapels of his uniform apart to run his fingers over firm pectorals, over cotton-clothed nipples that harden under his touch.

Keith’s stare keeps him pinned there, full of promises, and Shiro would gladly lay his heart in offering by his feet like Keith were a god if it meant they’d come true. He is tempted to get rid of every piece and barrier between them, but they won’t get very far unprepared as they are. As if sensing that his thoughts have strayed for a split second, Keith surges forward, recapturing his lips and erasing every little thing from Shiro’s mind that isn’t him, his tongue and touch and body heat.

This one’s based on @hchano‘s smoochtober entry because that’s the best thing I’ve seen

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hello kids, I present to you my linksona Turmalina (or Lina for shorts)

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i’ll follow you (until you love me)

| sheith | based on @joltikon’s paparazzi au | rated M | 2/? | 9.7k |

Shiro comes to some conclusions:

Firstly, he’ll need all the patience he can get.

Secondly, Keith is prettier in person.

Thirdly, if Keith doesn’t keep his hands to himself, Shiro will be fucked.

ii. the life of the rich and famous | 4.9k |

Shiro stops as he catches up with Keith, looks down at the man peering up at him with a look he can’t begin to decipher. Keith expresses desire openly on his face, and sadly that’s something Shiro has already learned to read. Other emotions are still a mystery and he waits for Keith to elaborate.

“I’m impressed.” He says at last, angling his body to face Shiro properly. “You’re being quite the challenge.”

“With all due respect, sir, I’m not here to fool around.”

Keith hums, reaching out to smooth the tight fabric pulled across Shiro’s chest. The pec he touches twitches involuntarily and he smirks, biting his lip. “Yes, yes, but I can imagine following someone around all day long is quite boring, don’t you think? Fooling around would make it much more interesting.”

Shiro chooses not to say anything, curling his hands into fists when Keith purposefully sweeps his thumb over a nipple again. Patience yields focus and all that. Kosmo watches them curiously and flicks his ear when Shiro finally steps back and away from Keith’s reach.

“Please, sir. Allow me to do my job.”

Keith isn’t done.

References: [ house ]

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Antumbra | tp zelink | twili!Link au | 27/27 | 110k |

Shadow and light, two coexistent sides of the same coin, united in holy matrimony.

xxvi. Antumbra (8.8k)

It was a nice night. They walked around the entirety of Castle Town and both were gifted copious amounts of flowers, most given to them by children. Link carried an armful of arrangements until they found some guards and got them to deliver the gifts to Hyrule Castle. He led Zelda to a narrow street and down some steps, and found that Telma’s bar was closed for the night. She was probably participating in the festivities, and he made a mental note to seek her out once they returned.

For now, he turned to Zelda, taking her hands in his again and dragging her further away from the torchlights. She smiled and settled against him in the penumbra, hands falling on his shoulders as his own held her waist. “What?” She whispered, and he shook his head slowly.

“Nothing.” The back of his fingers brushed the side of her face, and she tilted her head slightly. “Just... Looking at you.”

Zelda made a little noise, clasped her hands behind his head and lifted a brow. “That’s very corny coming from you.”

Link chuckled, dipping his head to hide the blush on his cheeks. “It is, isn’t it?”

They were quiet for a moment, his thumbs rubbing circles on the curve of her waist. “Are you happy, Link?” She had her eyes closed, face as serene and relaxed as her body language.

“I am,” he confirmed, tugging her a little closer. “Never have been happier, in fact.”

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i absolutely adore @joltikon‘s paparazzi au and this draw was inspired by chinarai’s fic I’ll Follow You (Until You Love Me) which is also based on the au

its so good, it only has one chapter rn but its worth the read! pls check out both of these users theyre great <3

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akshskshaka holy frig, I'm screaming! This is so good! I'm so glad you like the fanfic!! 💗💗

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some minish cap appreciation for day 18. bottle

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i’ll follow you (until you love me)

| sheith | based on @joltikon’s paparazzi au | rated M | 1/? | 4.7k |

Shiro comes to some conclusions:

Firstly, he’ll need all the patience he can get.

Secondly, Keith is prettier in person.

Thirdly, if Keith doesn’t keep his hands to himself, Shiro will be fucked.

i. beautiful, dirty rich | 4.7k |

Keith deadpans, “Alright, then. I got a bodyguard now. How exciting.”

He steps right into Shiro’s space, peering up at him with that same hunger in his eyes again. Shiro holds himself still as Keith’s hands wander up the length of his arms, squeezing his biceps and humming in appreciation, fingers gliding and working on the few buttons of his suit jacket. He had never thought he’d find the sight of lithe fingers popping buttons open with practiced ease to be sexy, and it leaves Shiro mildly concerned for his own mental health.

Keith opens the jacket and splays his hands on Shiro’s taut stomach. Shiro wonders if he’s imagining the way his pupils dilate, and Keith licks his lips, catching the bottom one between his teeth as his fingers map every dip and curve of the muscles beneath the pressed shirt and, holy shit Keith’s hands are so warm even through the fabric.

“How exciting indeed,” Keith murmurs, purrs really, pushing himself on his toes and closer to Shiro’s face. His hands brush over solid pecs, over nipples that harden under his touch and Shiro can’t quite keep his shiver to himself this time. “I’ll admit. You have good taste, Kol.”

“Please, don’t grope your bodyguard.” Kolivan chides gently and Keith pouts before pulling away entirely. Shiro clears his throat and tries to button his jacket closed as smoothly as possible, thoroughly embarrassed that he let Keith feel him up right in front of his boss.

References: [ house ]

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our fate rests with you | sheith | Breath of the Wild AU | 4/? | 19.7k |

It seems impossible to work against a legendary evil together and stay as mere acquaintances, and while Keith doesn’t want to assume they were close, something in his chest tells him he might just be right. He looks again at the castle, at the ominous darkness swirling around the white structure. Whoever Prince Takashi Shirogane really is, Keith is going to save him.

iv. inside the green lion | 5.3k |

“I’m the Black Paladin.” He feels silly talking to her, wouldn’t feel as such were the Lion looking down at him with bright yellow eyes. “I’m not your pilot, but I knew her and I’m here for her. Pidge.” His fingers curl tightly around the Bayard to steel himself. “Pidge, if - no, I know you’re in there. You liked Green too much to be separated from her even after... Even after everything. We need to stop Zarkon and I need your help for that.”

Fingers twitch by his side and slowly he lifts a hand up, hesitating for a beat before tapping the Green Bayard on the barrier.

Despite the trickle of doubt nestled in his chest, it works. It doesn’t crumble, doesn’t explode in a flash of light and sparkles, but the shield caves in, pulls apart until there’s a gap big enough for him to walk. Once he’s on the other side it mends back together, energy sparks in the air and the Lion shifts, stands to its full height and then bows down, mouth open and eyes aglow, allowing him entrance. Maybe the Lion decided he's worthy of going inside, maybe she heard the conviction in his voice, maybe it was truly Pidge that was behind Green’s brief awakening, light flickering out as the whirring of her engines fades to nothingness.

The cool Olkari Pidge edit I mentioned in the author’s notes.

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For yesterday’s prompt, guarded. Originally includes Daruk, but I didn’t do him justice

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Antumbra | tp zelink | twili!Link au | 26/27 | 101k |

Shadow and light, two coexistent sides of the same coin, united in holy matrimony.

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Link had never seen his wife this relaxed before. She smiled easily, some dirt under her nails and leaves in her hair, eyes bright under the sun, and he was sure this was exactly what she needed from the beginning. The last time something like this had happened was when they visited his family’s country house with Robyn back in Twilight Realm, and he would keep in mind to take her on small vacations to the countryside whenever possible to keep her sane.

Their stay in Ordon was drawing to a close. A long table was set in the middle of the village and everyone had dinner together that night, Link and Zelda pressed together on the same side of the table and laughing at stories told by the villagers. His hand found hers at some point and it never strayed too far from it, their fingers brushing together more times in an hour than they had ever since they met months ago. She covered her lips with a palm to hide her snicker, leaning into him to hide her face further into his shoulder, and he welcomed the touch as he rested his cheek on her hair.

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Messing around with pastels and failing epically

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five whales in a dream

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I began writing the last chapter of antumbra and my heart is falling apart 🙃