Hmmm
If there is ravioli, then how come ive never seem zeldaXhilda?
seen from China

seen from France
seen from United States

seen from United States

seen from United States

seen from France
seen from Germany

seen from Australia
seen from Canada
seen from China
seen from Yemen
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States

seen from Russia
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seen from Singapore
seen from China
seen from United States
Hmmm
If there is ravioli, then how come ive never seem zeldaXhilda?
lilac & peony petals (hilda x zelda)
AAAAAAAAAAAAAA im so happy with this fic
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Hilda paced nervously in her chambers, the meeting would begin soon and she was still trembling. The thought of going in front of the Hylian council to discuss the relations between Hyrule and Lorule. It was incredibly nerve wracking, Lorule hadn’t assembled a council yet leaving Hilda alone to advocate for her country. It was terrifying.
For her country, as its ruler, Hilda would do her absolute best. It was not only her duty as ruler, but as the instigator for nearly destroying Lorule beyond repair. Yuga had deceived her but she ultimately was the cause for the near collapse of not only Lorule but Hyrule as well. If not for Zelda and Link, countless lives would’ve been lost. Because of Hilda.
She swiped a stray tear from her eye, now was not the time to break down. With a deep breath and a flourish of her gowns Hilda exited her chambers.
“Your Majesty, Queen Zelda and the Hylian council are waiting for you in the War room. They all seem eager to begin.” Josso, her new assistant, was waiting outside for Hilda to leave her chambers. He was easy to get along with and was a pleasant change from having to deal with Yuga’s greasy presence. Even while under his influence there was always a slightly off putting aura to him.
“Alright, let’s get this over with. Dear Lolia, I hope this goes well.” Hilda strode down the halls, letting the guise of a confident ruler overtake her mounting anxiety. The doors to the War room opened, Zelda and her council waiting inside.
“Greetings, Queen Hilda! I’m glad we can meet under promisingly hopeful terms. Well? We’re ready to start when you are.” Zelda beamed at Hilda, radiant as ever.
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lilac & peony petals sneakie peekie
GUYS heres a sneakie peekie at my hildzel (hilda x zelda/fable) im love them so bad its not funny silly lesbians in love
hilda ABSOLUTELY has bird autism change my mind (jk u cant)
The council took their leave, Zelda lagged behind matching strides with Hilda. “I was hoping I could spend the rest of the afternoon here with you?” Zelda swished her skirts absentmindedly, the silken fabric pooling around her fists. A faint blush dusted her cheeks as she looked to the side.
Hilda quirked an eyebrow at Zelda before lighting up and glancing out the large windows. “Oh, by Lolia! Look, the birds are back!” Hilda ran over to the windows, pointing at the sky. “I haven’t seen birds near the castle in years!”
With a childlike awe Zelda had never seen in Hilda before, she watched as the Lolian Queen marveled at the birds, naming the different types as they flew through the sky. Hilda was adorable on any day but by the Goddesses was she extremely cute at this moment. Eyes widened, mouth slightly agape in awe, Hilda stood and watched completely unaware of anything else in the moment. Zelda could watch her like this forever, the sunlight caught the darker specks of red in Hilda’s eyes that shone like the most precious of rubies. Her dark raven hair glittered and swayed with each movement Hilda made. Zelda wanted so badly to tell Hilda how she felt, to spill out the truth that she’d been pining after Hilda since helping her restore Lorule’s Triforce. How badly Zelda wanted to be able to be completely raw and open with Hilda about everything. To spill her guts out about how fucking gay Zelda was for Hilda. Hilda was the brightest star in Zelda’s sky, her wickedly sharp intelligence a perfect match to Zelda’s own. They were a perfect harmony together.
witchweed ch 5: Anemone coronaria – poppy anemone
aaaaaaaaa very pleased with this chapter!! <3
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
witchweed ch 2: Rhododendron catawbiense – purple rhododendron
teehee i said i was almost done and i am!!
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
back on my hildzel grind 💪💪💪
im working on a pretty angsty one rn teehee
might post a snippet of it in a bit :3
you're in my head more often than i want (hildzel sneakie peekie)
teehee the hildzel brainrot has returned GODS i love them sm
⟡ keep reading for the sneakie peekie ⟡
the hildzel brainrot has me in a chokehold
currently working on a (hopefully) short fic 🫶