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[toyouhellohowareyou]

T'is the end of fic fight, have a treat~

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

No time, there's no time to wait for the others or to run back for his things, if they lose them now it might be forever. Hyrule with his bunny apple slices, sneaky snark, and frustrated silence. Legend with his hostile glares, and rare laugh, and begging Sky to run lest he share their terrible fate. Both of them trying so hard to protect each other in an impossible situation. They'll die out there, like dogs run to death. The portal fuzzes just a little, colours paling. Warriors is not sure he's a good person. He thinks, perhaps, he is as he was made and moulded by those who had use for him. As he was taught by example. He's not sure he likes the man that soldier boy became. But he tries, and maybe someday he'll be better. It is comforting to think —to hope— that right at the core of him, he could be the same as the others. Unarmed and alone he steps into the portal, right as it's flicking out.

[nancyheart11]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

wooo next part of Wild being a springbok is a go!

[wordofwisdomlinkmeet]

Cannon-Ear

Some backstory for Captain, written during the August @lu-community-write-a-thon after someone encouraged me to write something belated for disability pride month.

***

It had happened slowly. Gradually, Link had started to realise that he had to strain to hear some of the captains when they spoke to him. More and more, he didn’t realise they’d spoken at all. A couple of times Zelda had had to repeat herself because he simply hadn’t been able to make out what she was saying.

In his heart, he knew what had happened, but he still had hope as he sat on his camp bed and ran his fingers over and over again through the hair by his left ear. Every time, his heart dropped a little more. He knew it was quiet enough in his tent on this peaceful evening that he should have been able to hear the rustle of his hair moving.

He shifted to the right side, but it was the same there. Over and over, he could feel his hair running across his fingers, but he couldn’t hear it.

“Link?” asked Proxi, flying over to perch on his shoulder. “What are you doing? What’s wrong?”

He swallowed hard. “I… nothing,” he said, shaking his hair back into place and taking a deep breath. “Nothing, I’m fine.”

Proxi moved to hover in front of him. Despite her bright glow, he could still make out her shape as she folded her arms. He looked down, unable to meet her gaze.

“You know we’re soul-bonded, right?” she said.

He was distracted by the knowledge that her voice didn’t sound like it had. It sounded quieter. Just a little bit muffled. It wasn’t as bad as the deeper voices of Hylian men or even  Hylian women, but the muffling was still there.

“Link,” she said again and flew to touch the tip of one of his ears. “Tell me what’s wrong.”

He couldn’t. It felt like there was a hand clutching his throat: a problem he often encountered when he was stressed.

Proxi touched his ear again and he felt the faint tickle against his mind that came from her reaching for his thoughts as she always did when he wanted to speak and couldn’t. She couldn’t take thoughts he didn’t want to express and he sighed, trying to find the words he needed.

At last, he managed, I think I’m going deaf.

He sensed her surprise, then she said, “Have you asked a medic?”

He shook his head.

“You should ask. It could be there’s an injury that will heal.”

It’s been happening for months. I’m sure. And it’s not uncommon for soldiers.

She gently tweaked his ear this time. “Well, go and talk to a medic. If it’s not uncommon, they’ll know what to do.”

He flinched from doing that; he didn’t want to admit to himself that he needed this. He didn’t want to accept that it could happen.

But he knew that was simple cowardice. He closed his eyes tightly and nodded.

***

“Well, I’m sorry to say, Captain Link, that it does look like cannon-ear.”

Link sighed as the medic came round to sit opposite him after inspecting his ears. Tests had shown that, yes, his hearing was nowhere near what it should have been. It had been so long since he’d heard musical notes other than the quick trills he played on his ocarina, but when the medic had played a progression of notes on a small harp he’d realised at once that he could only hear the ones in the middle. Once he’d been able to hear the whole scale.

He couldn’t manage the words to say aloud, so he thought it to Proxi. Is there anything I can do?

The medic cleared his throat awkwardly as Proxi repeated the question. His soldiers and friends were used to this way of talking, but other people weren’t and were often surprised.

“Well… there’s no way to get back what you’ve lost. I’m sorry.”

Will it get worse?

“Yes, if you keep being exposed to artillery. So, yes, it will continue to get worse.”

The unspoken assumption that he would continue to be on the front line in battle felt strange, but it was, after all, correct. Link took a deep breath and let it out.

“I’m sorry, Captain.”

Link took another breath and let it out again, but then nodded briskly. Thank you, he said through Proxi. Is there anything I should do?

“You’ll need to inform your superior. General Impa in your case, of course.”

Link nodded. Of course.

***

Impa had accepted the news with a simple nod and told him to let her know if anything else changed. He wasn’t sure if he appreciated the matter-of-fact treatment or if he would have preferred more sympathy.

Now he was back on his camp bed, looking at his hands. He knew several soldiers who had been invalided out with cannon-ear once they were no longer able to hear orders.

The hero couldn’t be simply invalided out.

He turned his left hand over to look at the triforce mark on the back. It gleamed faintly, perhaps a little mockingly.

He shook his head. Being the hero was a burden, but it was also who he was. He bore the triforce of courage; he could stand being told he was losing his hearing.

That, admittedly, didn’t change the fact that a man who couldn’t hear couldn’t lead the army. He needed to be able to hear danger, orders, calls for help.

He ran his thumb over the triforce mark again, his mind spinning as he tried to make plans, trying to think of ways he could move to a more background role while still displaying the triforce and inspiring his troops. The idea was absurd; what kind of hero of courage couldn’t even be on the field?

He wondered if he could make better use of visual signals. But that was no good either; they were too easy to miss in the heat of battle.

He wondered how quickly he should make arrangements to start learning to sign. He didn’t really have time for lessons, but if this got bad enough he might need that skill just to move about in society. Not that many of the people he’d meet would have it.

Proxi’s warmth tickled the tip of his ear and his breath suddenly caught in a wave of shock and something close to grief as he remembered that once he’d been able to hear the flutter of her wings when she was that close to touch.

“You know we’re soul-bonded, right?” she asked.

“Yes,” he said, bringing his breathing back under control.

There was a moment’s silence, then he heard her voice in his head. I can still hear.

He blinked and turned to look at her. “What?”

She continued to speak in his head. When you don’t hear something, I can repeat it to you like this. When something sneaks up on you, I can warn you. Fairies don’t get cannon-ear. I can hear for you.

He had lost words again. It took a moment for him to even find the words to let her pick them from his mind. You would do that for me?

She chimed a laugh right by his ear: high and distinct. It was the sort of sound he could still hear relatively well and he couldn’t help a smile.

Of course I would. You’re my friend and you don’t deserve to be this upset.

He raised a hand, shaking slightly as she landed on his finger. It took a moment to find his voice, but it felt right to say this aloud. “What… did I do to… deserve you, Proxi?”

Gently, she replied, “Be the kind of man who would drop everything to run across a battlefield to save one tiny fairy.”

This time he sobbed aloud as he cradled her to his chest.

Thank you.

Of course.

This was still a cold shock. It was still going to change his life forever. He was never going to be what he had been. But it wasn’t the end of anything. He had help, and that was all he needed.

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Live Q&A with @SapphicSeaSapphire, coming this event on the LU Community Write-A-Thon Server!

Come and hang out with our spotlighted creator! Ask about Sky's wings, find out what Wild keeps in his hair, and ask what is ACTUALLY the deal with Time!

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Reblogging again because this is live NOW and for the next hour!

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Event Start (August 2026)

Welcome writers, time to dip your pens in your ink wells, for the monthly LU Community Write-a-Thon starts NOW!

For the next twenty four hours, keep track of all of your words. Fanfic, ao3 comments, Tumblr asks and answers, homework, you name it! If you write it, it counts!

At the end, or as you go, make sure you head to our official event website to report your words! (And don't forget, the website has other helpful tools, like a personal work tracker, and event FAQs!)

Want to run some sprints with your fellow writers? Come on in to the event discord server where we will be doing exactly that for the entire event run time.

And don't forget our live Q&A with @sapphicseasapphire on their Linksmeet AU, coming up soon!

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Live Q&A with @SapphicSeaSapphire, coming this event on the LU Community Write-A-Thon Server!

Come and hang out with our spotlighted creator! Ask about Sky's wings, find out what Wild keeps in his hair, and ask what is ACTUALLY the deal with Time!

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Chats Open (August 2026)

My selkies, faeries, and land-locked writers, welcome back to another month of the Write-A-Thon, this month with a special spotlight on @sapphicseasapphire's Chain as Cryptids AU, including an exclusive live Q&A in just a few hours. While the event formally begins in at midnight CEST, feel free to make some friends and some noise in the meantime on the LUWAT Discord Server. If you do not wish to commune with your fellow cryptids, that is also welcome - all materials can be accessed at our magical home page. Practice your dances, prepare your fins, and be ready to write until sundown!

[weavingstarlight]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Wild had thought they were done adding new Links to their Chain. Until the Shadow's portal spat them out into empty air, hundreds of feet above the unforgiving earth, and a stranger is all that comes between them and a swift demise.

In hindsight, maybe they should have gotten to know their rescuer a little better before getting drawn into battle with an enemy only the new Link knows.

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Written for @forthetriforce Fic Fight 2026 with the following prompts:

Link has a emotional support and/or service animal because he needs one.

Wild and Sky ride Loftwings together.

A physical disability (interpret how you wish) has opened up a new and exciting way of adventuring.

I had a very good time building this one, the prompts meshed very well together — and then of course I had to make things complicated. I hope you enjoy it!

[ereighna]

Chapters: 2/? Fandom: Linked Universe - jojo56830 (Webcomic) Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Characters: Hyrule (Linked Universe), Legend (Linked Universe), Dawn (Linked Universe) Additional Tags: Implied/Referenced Suicide, Suicidal Thoughts, Campfire Chat, The rest of the chain is referenced, The rest of the chain is sleeping, Linked Universe (Legend of Zelda), Hyrule (Linked Universe)-centric, Legend (Linked Universe)-centric, Mentioned Aurora (Linked Universe), Soft Legend (Linked Universe), Platonic Cuddling, Hyrule (Linked Universe) Has a Bad Time, Hyrule (Linked Universe) Needs a Hug, Legend is Soft for Hyrule (Linked Universe), don’t worry he gets a hug Summary:

Hyrule and Legend have a midnight chat.

TW for Suicidal Ideation/Passive Suicide, Past attempt, Referenced Suicide.

[zarvasace]

A little magical girl Hyrule I did for @lu-community-write-a-thon ! :)

[galenfeadraws]

My second art contribution to the @lu-community-write-a-thon spreadsheet for June. Master Kohga, inflicting death by powerpoint.

Today's challenges: body type, hands.

25th May 2026

[galenfeadraws]

Some of my art contributions to the @lu-community-write-a-thon spreadsheet for June. The theme was villains, with a corporate office flair, and I drew some random office things: a bowl of bananas and a coffee machine. As you can see, nobody has put on a fresh pot of coffee because they're villains.

Today's challenges: still life.

Pencil: 22nd May 2026

Colours: 25th May 2026

[emig22]

July 27 WAT art!

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Jam session

Very quick doodle for the wonderful @emig22 during the @lu-community-write-a-thon in order to buy the “Art doer” title!

(Do not repost or train with generative AI.)

[thejolteonmastertj]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

In which Legend gets to act like a kid for once & throws an entire shrub at Wild, that’s it that’s the fic. 🤭✨

[marcusdoodlesalot]

Second-Hand Embarrassment

Sure, Warriors knew that Twilight was bad with words, but he never imagine he was THIS bad.

Back at it again with the shadlink, as always. Enjoy.