#professor link

[mistresslrigtar]

I went back to the school house today for research purposes for my current story I’m posting, Third Time’s a Charm, and found a picture of Link on the wall. I can’t say for certain, but I don’t think it was there before he assisted Symin and taught some classes. Regardless, it’s funny the kids drew pictures of Professors Link and Zelda, but not Symin. Poor Symin.

[demiboydemon]

I don’t like how Link is ‘Professor Link’ and Zelda is ‘Miss Zelda’. I feel like she should get to be ‘Professor Zelda’ like Link

[memzhay]

Link knows hundreds of stories about the stars, and Rhett was born to explore the forest. It's a warm summer night in Tennessee. Come stargazing with us!

Here is the Ao3 link. I plan to do one chapter a week, but I get impatient if I get ahead, and might post more often. I will reblog whenever there are updates. Hope you like stars! https://archiveofourown.org/works/31465760/chapters/77832407

[isthisadrawingiseebeforeme]

from this vid i got inspired to draw my own version of link too?? professor link??? fairy type user??? ribombee????!!!

[jacularmetteld]

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[mistresslrigtar]

Chapter Twenty-seven: Soft Spot (written for @zelinktines24 day 27 prompt) ty to wallflora/lovesickflora for betaing!

Read below or HERE

A delighted high-pitched squeal rings through the Hateno school yard when a little girl with two black pigtails quivering on top her head sees Zelda and Link appear at the gate.

“Professor Link!” Launching herself off the sunken balance wheels she wraps her tiny arms around his leg and holds on for dear life.

It’s the best kind of hug from a toddler and with her vice-like grip there’s no shaking her off. Not that Link tries very hard. “Hi, Naran.”

“Professor Link?”

Link pauses touseling Naran’s hair and his cheeks heat when he sees Zelda’s bemused expression. “Uh, I may have stepped in a time or two while you were gone.”

“Really?” She raises her left eyebrow, and studies him as if she’s seeing him in a whole new light. Link’s nervously rubbing the back of his neck before he can stop himself.

“Professor Link, tell that mean old grumpy pants, Professor Symin, Nebb and I are old enough to go to school!”

“Sorry, Naran, I must defer to Headmistress Zelda on that one.” Link extricates himself from Naran’s clutches just as shouting prefaces Symin’s class pouring out the school door. When they see Link and Zelda standing in the school yard, the four students’ faces light up and they rush over to encircle her and batter her with questions:

“Professor Zelda! Where’ve you been?” “What did you bring us?” “Will you tell Professor Symin and Professor Link to stop giving us pop quizzes?” “I like the quizzes.” “Nobody asked you, Azu!”

Zelda’s laughter is bubbly, light, and her eyes dance with delight. “Please, one at a time.”

“Professor Zelda! We learned how to make monster curry!” Azu tugs on her hand, hopping up and down to garner her attention.

“And Professor Link told us all about the Princess and ancient Hero,” Aster informs her, and Karin chimes in, sighing, “He sounded like he was brave.”

Sefaro’s lips curl disdainfully, scoffing at the dreamy look in Karin’s hazel eyes. “Aw, the ancient hero sounded lame to me. I could’ve taken him, right, Professor Link?”

“Sure could, Sefaro.” Link looks over the students’ heads and mets Zelda’s glowing emerald eyes.

“History and cooking? Will wonders never cease?” Zelda’s teasing smile matches her light-hearted tone.

Link returns her smile. She’s the wonder. As the children continue to pepper her with questions, Link steps back, giving Zelda space to enjoy this long overdue moment. She’s back where she belongs, surrounded by her adoring students. They drag her to a nearby tree and settle in the cool grass, looking expectantly at her. Zelda pulls gifts she brought them from her bag–monster figurines from Kilton’s and hands them out.

“For my future students this fall.” Naran’s eyes shimmer with tears when Zelda gives her figurines for her and her brother, Nebb.

As the children are playing with their toys, Zelda leans against the tree, eyes sparkling with amusement as she listens to their animated chatter. No matter where she goes, she always touches the hearts of those around her with her warmth and kindness. Teaching and helping others grow is where she’s always shined the brightest. How carefree and happy she is compared to the sad girl from so long ago and the depressed woman from just a few months back. Link knows better than to think it will be all sunshine and roses for them, but he hopes they’ll have more good days than bad going forward.

Turning her attention away from her students, Zelda catches his eye and beckons him to join her. When he sits beside her, she takes his hand and leans against his arm, sighing contentedly, and speaks softly, her voice barely a whisper on the wind.

“I didn’t realize how much I missed this until now.”

“They adore you. And so do I.” Link gives her a tender kiss just behind her ear, that never fails to make Zelda scrunch up her shoulder. She covers her mouth, giggling softly behind her hand.

“Ewwww! Professor Link just kissed Headmistress Zelda.” Sefaro wrinkles his nose in disgust. “Did you two get married or something while you were away?”

Link shrugs in answer. Not yet, but if he’s learned anything over the course of events, he’s no longer going to wait for the perfect moment to present itself. He realizes as he sits beside the love of his life, every minute good or bad spent with her is a perfect moment.

[mistresslrigtar]

I'm floored with the number of hits and kudos this has received on AO3. I suppose some of that has to do with posting an update every day, but for me, it's still a big milestone. Just want to thank everyone who has been reading here and hopping over to AO3.

There's only three more chapters to go! I hope you all like how this wraps up!

Here's a tiny sneak peak for tomorrow (I mean the chapters are already pretty short!)

A delighted high-pitched squeal rings through the Hateno school yard when a little girl with two black pigtails quivering on top her head sees Zelda and Link appear at the gate.

“Professor Link!” Launching herself off the sunken balance wheels she wraps her tiny arms around his leg and holds on for dear life. 

It’s the best kind of hug from a toddler and with her vice-like grip there’s no shaking her off. Not that Link tries very hard. “Hi, Naran.”

“Professor Link?”

read Third Time's a Charm on AO3