#sidon ficlet

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Sidon and his s/o makes wishes in The Bank of wishes. And when sidon question his s/o what wishes they made, s/o just blush. Maybe in a scenario form? Thanks

(It’s been a very long time, but I’m finally getting through all the old ones which means I get to complete this little beauty~ It’s always a delight to explore Sidon when he’s not being a lovable ball of sunshine, and expanding on the stories of the world~ Enjoy!~)

Bank Of Wishes

Word Count: 1615

    “Prince Sidon, we’ve prepared some dishes for you to sample.”

    “Prince Sidon, could you take a look at the seating arrangements?”

    “Prince Sidon, shall we go with red or blue?”

    The Zora Prince groans as he traverses the halls of the castle, finally getting a break from the commotion downstairs. A few months have come to pass since the fall of Calamity Ganon and the lands were beginning to recover and rekindle their ties with neighboring towns. Trading routes were restored, friendships were ignited, villages were working together to rebuild broken walls, and so much more. Life was flourishing now that the land had been wiped clean of the scourge that had hung over it for so many years.

    In this new age of peace and prosperity, it was time for the five major cities to reunite and celebrate while also discussing what was next for Hyrule. The Zora Kingdom had the greatest honor to be the holding place of the first of these meeting parties. A conference of elected representatives from each of these major cities was to conspire upstairs, they would discuss the matter of Vah Ruta and the other Divine Beasts in need of new pilots. Once political matters had been dealt with, a great feast in the was to conspire followed by dancing and true celebrations for this great victory.

    This grand party was all that anyone in the Domain could think of, each wanting to show of the greatness of the Zora, dazzling their guests with their spectacular architecture and rich history. Of course Prince Sidon was excited to welcome such important officials, as well as dear friends, to his homeland but the assault of questions and concerns from his people in preparation for the visit had put a damper on his mood. Too many questions, too many things to do. He had barely any time left to dedicate to the most important person in his life: you.

    For the past few days, it had been all about planning, planning, planning. Rushing back and forth, only seeing you in quick glimpses in the halls and everytime he would try to stop and say something about anything other than the meeting before he was dragged away again. You said that it was fine, that you were okay sitting back and that you wanted to help in any way that you could. All Sidon really wanted to do was hold you close to get away from all the hustle and bustle and just relax with you. Even though you denied it, he knew you well enough to tell that you missed his company just as much as he missed your’s. Now he finally has a moment to spare and he can’t seem to find you anywhere around the domain.

    Figuring that maybe you had gone on a stroll, the prince decided to go for a swim in hopes that maybe he would see you somewhere along the winding path. Following the stream, the Zora feels almost every inch of his body relax in the familiar embrace of the water. A good swim always eased his nerves, but he couldn’t allow himself to get completely lost in the current as he was still on a mission.

    Breaching the water at points where it ran right up against the path Sidon tried to look for any sign of you before diving back in. Repeating this process a few more times, he kept searching until he came upon the Inogo Bridge that marked to true exit from the domain. Surely you wouldn’t have walked that far, he must’ve missed you further in the trees.

    Sidon let out a grin of frustration, he had combed the entire river yet he was still no closer to finding you. All this time spent searching was time he could’ve held beloved and tell them how much he treasured their presence in his life. The Zora sighs, submerging his body into the water with only the top of his head resting at the top looking out at the bridge wondering if he stayed here long enough his people would forget about him. No doubt if he were to return now he would just be pulled right back into the organized chaos that was plaguing the palace. Perhaps they wouldn’t  even wait for him to return, they might send people to come and retrieve him to sample the food once again. Closing his eyes Sidon tried to relax and enjoy the moment of silence he had been given before it was gone.

    Tink! T-Tink!

    Sidon perks up, surveying the rice before him for the source of the noise. His eyes fell upon the small glass bottle that had managed to drift right by and collide with the stone protruding from the water’s surface. With furrowed brows Sidon waded over to the bottle, looking around for the culprit who had decided to discard such a thing into the clean waters when he noticed something. Upon closer inspection the Zora could see that there was a piece of parchment rolled up inside of it. A note in a bottle drifting down Zora river?

    Taking the bottle into his grasp he perched himself on top of the rock turning it over carefully. Curiosity urged him to pop off the cork and get to the bottom of this mystery message he had stumbled upon. But his more sensible side tells him to just put it back in the water, it might be something personal that was not meant for his prying eyes. He didn’t know who it was from, where it was going, or what was in it and that made him all the or interested in figuring out.

    Normally, he was strongly against invading people’s personal lives but a tiny bottle floating down a river in plain sight wasn’t the best way to maintain privacy. Sidon tried to make himself release the message back to the waves and continue to its intended destination. Curiosity eventually won the battle in his mind and he carefully pulled the cork to free the parchment. Just one peek! If it was anything personal he would put it right back and forget ever seeing it.

    Sidon set the bottle carefully on the rock’s surface, placing the cork right beside it. Slowly, he begins unspooling the parchment just enough to see the first line.

“Dear Water Fairy,”

    Well he wasn’t expecting that. The Water Fairy was a folktale that his people had attached to the bank just a little ways up stream. If you wrote down your deepest desires on a letter and sent it down the river it might make its way to the Water fairy. She would read the letter and if she felt it was full of love then she would make it come true. Typically young hatchlings were the ones who believed in the Water Fairy, but even adults would visit with their hearts in bottles hoping to have their prayers answered.

    Now here Sidon was poking about for his own pleasure, like he is reading a book he plucked straight from the shelves of the library. The penmanship certainly did not befit that of a hatchling, in fact, it looked rather familiar to him though he couldn’t place why. Intrigued he continued on, unveiling more of the letter.

    “I don’t think you know me, I’m not really from around here so I’m not sure if you’ll even see this. But there’s no rule that says it has to be the wish of a Zora, so if you don’t mind sparing a moment to read this here’s my wish. There’s someone that I love. He’s the strongest, kindest, sweetest person that I’ve ever met. His touch is like the gentlest rain kissing my skin, his eyes are pools of joy and wonder, and his smile is brighter than the sun itself assuring the earth that it will always shine again when it leaves. He’s amazing, I know he could take on the entire world if he wanted to but right now he’s struggling.”

    “I only see him in passing nowadays and though he is smiling the beams of light have dimmed under the shadow of his obligation to his people. He was excited more than anyone to be able to show Hyrule the capability of the Zora and even more so himself. This was a chance for him to prove that “Prince” was not just a title given to him at birth. He had earned it and he wanted to wear it proudly to all, but the preparations for this have taken their toll. I don’t have much to my name but I’d give it all if it meant I could drive the clouds away and let the sun shine again.”

    “I’ve tried helping everyone set up, cleaning and delivering things from place to place, but it doesn’t feel like enough. So please if you can find it in your great being, grant this poor soul their wish: Help me, help my partner be at ease again. Help me, help Sidon.”

    “From my heart and soul…”

    A drop splattered the parchment paper smudging your name, but it was unmistakably your’s. Sidon turned away rubbing at his eye with one hand while the other tried not to crumble this work of art. Guilt, sorrow, and an overwhelming feeling of joy that made his heart flutter flooded the Zora.

    This whole time while he was worrying about not having a single moment to spare, exhausted beyond compare, you were there supporting him every step of the way. You were only worried about his well-being during this trying time, you knew he could do it.

    You believed in him.

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Hi~ Sorry in advance if I mess up, still figuring this kinda ting~ So I survived a shark attack a few years back, and I have a scar thats on my left side (sides of the scar reach my mid rib and hip bone). I recovered fine and am not afraid of the water. But I was wondering if u could do somethin with Sidon's s/o having a similar scar/experience, and he sees it 4 the first time? Like they go swimming 4 the first time 2gether? (Gender neutral or male if u accept this~)

(Sorry to hear about your incident, I’m glad it healed well and the experience didn’t ruin the ocean for you. Hope I described it well, went a bit more male with this one~ Enjoy!~) 

Shark Bait

Word Count: 837Warnings: Scar, Past injury, Male pronouns (it’s only once though)

“You‘d better hurry, or I just might leave you behind.” Sidon teases as he rushes to the lake with the enthusiasm of a child in a candy store. It was only right that he be considering it was the prince’ first full day free to accompany him for a day. He was talking about you, of course, his most beloved of loved ones. And he wanted to spend it doing his most beloved of hobbies: swimming.

“Hold on, not all of us can dive right in like you.” You chuckle lifting your shirt and pulling it over your head. Sidon laughs as well, watching you struggle momentarily before he noticed something that made his heartache. A scar. 

It looked rather old given its paler discoloration from the rest of your skin. It stretches from the middle of your rib cage, and dips down under the waist line of your swimming trunks in almost a perfect semi-circle. The line wasn’t too thick but the evidence of what must’ve been a tragic incident was clear as day.

Sidon was no stranger to scars, he had his own fair share of injuries the longest of which hanging prominently from the fin framing his face. But the one you were sporting was much larger than any of his own, and if he looked closely at the imperfections in the scar there appeared the thicker bits of injured flesh perhaps from a struggle.

Stepping out of the water he approaches you, finally freed from the confines of your shirt. “Love… what happened?”

You blink up at him confused, still holding your shirt in your hands. “Well, apparently my shirt really didn’t want to come off so-”

“No, no, no.” Sidon cut in kneeling in front of you to gingerly press his fingers to the scar. “What happened here?”

You pause for a second, tossing your shirt to the side, then taking Sidon’s hand between your own. “Promise not to freak out?” It’s his turn to be confused, his concern only growing the longer his question goes unanswered. He does not, albeit reluctantly so. One deep breath later, you explain the attack in as little detail as possible only giving him the basic details.

Sidon’s hand gradually tightens at the word attack, and even more so when you mention the culprit of your injury. A shark. A shark had attacked you. You try to calm him by saying it was a long time ago, but that doesn’t distract his gaze from lingering on the wound. Imagination alternating between terrifying images of you at the mercy of some feral animal, dragged under as the aquatic creature’s teeth imbedded themselves in your skin.

“Forgive me, my love. If I had known of your trauma I would not have asked you to accompany me. You must be terrified of the water after such a dreadful experience.” He says, feeling compelled to apologize as he hangs his head in shame.

You nudge his chin, guiding it back up so that Sidon can see the small smile on your face. “Hey, come on now. I wanted to come, just because one bad thing happened to me doesn’t mean I’m terrified of all water.” You assure and release him to put yourself in the lake’s clear reaches. “Besides, this isn’t the ocean. The only shark I have to worry about is you.”

Sidon tenses at this statement, his face darkening as he stands up. Despite the playful delivery, the brutal truth of the words still struck his core. Zoras were quite different from their more animalistic counterparts, but his teeth could do just as much damage, perhaps even more. He could hurt you. Sidon could scar you.

“Okay, bad joke!” You correct yourself seeming to see the prince sinking deep into his own mind. Sidon feels you suddenly pull him back to reality by physically pulling him to join you at the shallow edge of the lake. “Seriously, I’m fine. I got hurt but I recovered. I still like swimming, and I still like you. You’re not a violent person. You’re a protector, a pretty badass one too.”

Sidon laughs a little, lifting you up in his arms with ease as he steps into the deeper waters and settles on top of the water, floating on his back with you on his chest. “Well thank you, I know I’m not an animal but, nonetheless, those markings could just as easily be my doing.”

“But they’re not.” You chirp with a grin, reaching up to lightly press the tip of his noes. “So don’t get too upset about the past, unless you’re just jealous that I have a way cooler scar than you.” You grin up at him and the prince rolls his eyes.

“In your dreams, my dear.” He chuckles resting a hand on your back, fingers brushing over the taut line on your skin. It was a pretty impressive battle wound once he got past the initial shock. It really only proves how strong you truly were.

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(First: cool Infinite icon @neverendingnightmares​ sorry there isn’t a lot of real teaching~ Sorry this one is a bit Female specific, it just made sense given the Gerudo history. Also sorry that this one took so long, it’s testing time again so time is thin and work sure doesn’t help~ Hope it was worth it, Enjoy!~)

Gerudian Nights

Word Count: 1678 Warnings: Female!S/o, She/her pronouns, Gerudo!S/o, Little suggestive at the end, Flustered shark boi (is there anything cuter??)

“And that is where I used to sit with the other young vais eating snacks when we were done playing warriors,” You explain gesturing to the open corner under the burgundy tarp as you walk the streets of Gerudo Town with your lover. He had been curious about your place of birth in the desert town and you were always happy to answer his inquiries, of which there were many. Thankfully Chief Riju allowed for you to give him a personal tour so long as he remained at your side for the durations. It helped that he was the Prince of an ally kingdom.

Though the real trouble was figuring out how to help Sidon beat the overbearing heat. Gerudo skin was tough and had grown accustomed to the constant sunlight, but a Zora’s scale needed to be kept relatively wet to prevent them from drying out. Dehydration to you was a minor problem, to a Zora it could be fatal, especially in a place as hot and dry as the Gerudo Desert where water was far and few between. And you really didn’t want to be the reason that the Zora Kingdom lost another royal, so before you could even think of what to show him you had to find a solution to that hydration problem.

That solution came in the form of a salve that you managed to craft over the course of a couple months of trial-and-error. Some of which worked well for you but did not agree with Sidon’s scale, it was a fine balance of which you nearly lost all hope. But you managed to find it and now here you were escorting your lover, his scales coated in a layer of your salve keeping them cool and refreshed. Though it would only last for a couple of hours, that would be plenty of time to show him all you wanted to within the borders of Gerudo town.

Sidon’s guards, also wearing your salve, were made to wait outside since the citizens of Gerudo Town were already making a big exception accepting the Zora Prince. They weren’t too happy about that but Sidon managed to calm them and was very respectful to doorkeepers. Even now, he was as humble as ever, politely greeting everyone you introduced him to and even those as curious about him as he was about them.

“We’ve never had a Zora around here during the day, especially not a voe.” The vendor, Lorn, says when you approach her general store requesting a hydromelon for Sidon to taste. “How’re you liking our town?”

“It’s very beautiful and lively. Really a shame so few get to admire it.” Sidon replies looking to the area around the stand. The wonder in his eyes filling you with a sense of pride in your homeland and people. It reminds you of your first trip to the Zora’s Domain. There was such a sharp contrast between the humid grassy fields of Zora’s Domain, and the sandy plains and intense dry, heat of the Gerudo desert. But those differences made them all the more beautiful and special; he was special. You can remember how excited he was that day, running from one thing to the next with the biggest smile on his face.

“Really she didn’t tell me about that.” You had been so caught up in your memories that you didn’t realize Sidon and Lorn  had been continuing their conversation. Their eyes are on you when you come back to reality. Blinking you ask what they had been discussing.

“I was just telling your prince about some of your hobbies.” Lorn explained with a cheeky grin that made you suspicious.

“You didn’t tell me you could dance!”

You shot Lorn a glare and she turns back to cutting the melon oh-so-innocently, leaving you to explain yourself. “Yes, I can dance but not in the regular sense. It’s a traditional Gerudo style.”

“She is one of the best dancers in the town. Maybe you should ask her to show you some time.” Lorn portions the melon into a small bowl and then winks in your direction.

“I would love to see it.” Sidon muses looking into your eyes with the same gleam of wonder and fascination. Your cheeks heat up and you turn to the stand preparing to pay when the prince beats you to it.

 Lorn accepts the rupees and smiles. “Sarqso.”

“Oh, um, vasaaq!” Sidon replies ecstatic to use the words you had taught him only a few nights prior. You walk away to sit under the tarp you had pointed out to him, sharing bits of hydromelon.

Lorn deserves some credit, while it wasn’t the most ideal way you wanted him to find out, it did plant an idea in your head. But that plan didn’t go into action until the next night.

When it was cooler and more acceptable for a Zora’s sensitive scales, you settled with him at an oasis hidden in the wide stretches of sand and more sand. They were easy to find if one knew where quite a fewer them were. Sidon had been glad to take you up on your offer to visit one of these hidden treasures, oblivious to the real treasure you wanted to show him.

“Marvelous,” Sidon remarks looking into the crystal blue water of the oasis. “Almost as clear as the waters back home.” He says this with a teasing smile in your direction to which you respond by rolling your eyes, fiddling with the cloak that was hiding your body from the neck below. It was a lot more fabric than you were used to, but it was meant to hide your surprise. He continues into the water, testing the feel of the cool ripples as he submerges his feet in. “Shall we take a dip together?”

“Before that, I wanted to...” You hesitate for a moment before gesturing Sidon to come closer and sit so you could take his place on the skirts of the oasis. He does so with a curious smile, and not a word in protest as he settles down on the sandy bank. With him seated, eyes focused on you as you take a deep breath and then remove your cloak. The fabric pools at your feet and Sidon lets out a rather audible gasp that sends a surge of confidence through your body. With a single shake of your hips the night air fills with the sound of jingling sequins.

Flecked with gold, your halter top and pants are cut from a colorful sheer fabric that covers, yet also reveals the darkened skin of your midriff and arms for your Prince to gaze upon. Removing the headdress you had tucked under your belt, you put it over your head letting the dainty fabric mask your face and drape over your scarlet red hair.

Peering out from behind the veil you flick your eyes over to your lone audience who is mesmerized. Or you assume so from the glassy look in his eyes and the way his mouth is hanging slightly agape.

“You wanted to see me dance, right?” You muse with a playful smile on your veiled lips. “It’s not quite as entertaining without music to accompany it. I hope you don’t mind”

Sidon doesn’t speak for a moment, only continues to stare until he seems to come back to reality realizing you are speaking to him. “N-Not at all. Please.” He gets himself comfortable then stares at you, captivated once again.

Brimming with confidence you grin and then turn your back to him. From your hip you pull out a vibrantly colored sash that weaves the moon’s light into the silk patterns, making the decorated fabric glow. And so begins your dance.

Slow and careful, your hips move in circles, the soft jingling of your belt kicking up once again as you move. It’s not music but it sets a rhythm for you to follow. With both hands gripping the sash, you hold it above your head. The movement travels like a wave throughout your body, gently rocking every muscle into a state of fluidity that shifts graciously like the water. Up and down, back and forth, like the tide until crash!

You turn sharply, stomping on the sand and pulling the sash taut. Sidon is still transfixed, the beauty of the oasis lost to him with the movements of your person. For you are not just the water, you are the wind ever changing and ever shifting but always there. You are the earth; sturdy, strong, and standing firm no matter the challenges of life. You are the night, shrouded in mystery, but twinkling with millions and millions of beads of shining life.

This is dancing.

Not just the way your feet move across the sand, or how you sashay your hips moving as gracefully as your sash. It is the feeling of expressing yourself and your emotions, all of your joy and nerves bustling together through a ((barrage)) of movements that hold your lone audience’s attention. A simple brush of your scarf against his scales and you throw it over his head to pull him close.

Staring into his eyes you can just barely see his pupils dilate under the light of the moon, which earns a soft laugh from you. “Enjoying the show, my prince?”

There is the faintest hint of blue in his cheeks as he tries to form a response. “Yes... very much so. I’d like to tell you how beautiful you look but I’m afraid you’ve rendered me speechless. You’re just so... so...”

You hush him by pressing a finger to his lips and then take hold of both ends of the scarf in one hand while the other undoes his veil. So when you tug him forward the sheer fabric doesn’t interfere as you connect your lips to his and kiss him properly. “You can tell me all of that later tonight.”

Sidon’s blush darkens and you laugh, the sound melding with the quiet jingling of your belt.

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OMG! Your pregnant s/o headcanons were soooo cute! Can you please do a fic where Sidon feels the baby move around? Since the Zora lay eggs, I bet feeling the baby move would be a mind blowing experience for the prince!

(I actually really love these first encounters with the baby stories, so I thought it’d be nice to write a fic instead of headcanons~ It was just too sweet not to~ Enjoy!~)

Wasn’t Expecting That

Word Count: 923Warnings: Fluff, Pregnant!S/o, Playful Banter

Sidon never truly understood what people meant when the brought up the change their significant others get when they become pregnant. They took on a certain glow, a look which many simply described as radiant. They radiate with health, happiness, and love for the little being growing inside of them.

Sometimes Sidon could see it whenever he watched you meander about or sitting down when your feet hurt. He didn’t quite see the framed radiance, but there was a definitely a glimmer about you. The Zora could sit like this for hours watching you rock on your new wooden rocking chair - a gifts from princess Zelda - gazing into the fire. Hand resting comfortably on your dissented belly. He was supposed to be enjoying this new book that the generous Princess had recommended to him, yet, once again you had stolen his attention.

He had been attempting to pick up on a page that had given him a great deal of trouble focusing upon when a noise came from your direction. Looking up from the paper pages, his eyes fall upon you, noticing your hand now pressed to the front of your belly. Your eyes are wide but you have a rather big smile on your face when you look up at him.

“Is something the matter love?” Sidon chuckles at your bright face when he notices you blush bashfully.

“Sorry, the baby just startled me. I wasn’t expecting them to start kicking so soon,” You say as you gently caress your stomach.

Sidon blinks staring at you in slight alarm, the mention of kicking makes him put his book down but your calmness perplexes him. He had never heard of the young one kicking from the womb. Fiddling with his fingers he relates these concerns to you and he watches as your face goes soft with a small laugh. Offering a hand to him you invite the Zora closer, “Come here, my prince.”

With a light blush, Sidon sets his book aside, whatever he had been reading lost upon his mind he obeyed your gentle command. He kneels before you as he rests his hand upon your’s. You guide his palm down to your stomach, pressing it firmly against it. You’re silent as you hold his hand in place making the Zora wonder what he was supposed to be looking for, if he was looking at all.

Then he felt it; very light but enough to make him jump ever so slightly in surprise. A gentle bump from your stomach just on the cusp of his palm. “Did you feel it Sidon?” Your voice coos and you lower your hand allowing him to bask in this revelation.

Sidon can’t seem to find his words, stuck staring at his hand, a mixture of surprise, joy, and a flood of love for the little life inside of you. He presses both of his hands against your stomach as he looks up to meet your gaze. “That’s our…”

You nod and he can see just a fine layer of tears beginning to build up in your eyes. “That’s our baby, your son or daughter.” Sidon feels another bump near his fingers - rougher than the first time - and you grunt, recoiling. “They’re getting stronger too, I bet they’ll be as strong as their daddy.”

Sidon feels his own eyes begin to water when you say that. Becoming a father had always been on the back of his mind, but now seeing you sitting here, smiling down at him he had come to terms with it. Come to the terms that he is going to have a child; he’s going to have a family with you and this wonderful bundle of joy. He was going to be a father.

He smiles and then laughs caressing your belly lovingly. “Hello little one, I wasn’t expecting to hear from you.” Sidon coos hearing you giggle a little at his actions. “Do you know who I am?”

“Sidon, you know they can’t answer.” You say looking down at the Zora as he gently presses his cheeks to your belly.

The prince pouts but continues, “I’m your father, and the lady carrying you Is your mother, she can be a little mean sometimes.” He glances up with a grin when he sees you’re about to object but your mouth clamps shut as he feels a rough bump against his cheek. “Oh they agree with me! Siding with your father is a very smart choice.”

“Hey, don’t gang up against me. I’ve still got to carry them for the next few months.” You huff defiantly despite the smile on your face.

Sidon feels another bump, rougher than the last few and he gasps dramatically. “My sweet pearl, are you implying that our sweet bundle of joy is a burden?” He tuts and shakes his head in disappointment.

You protest saying how much you truly adore the little one you’re carrying, playfully snapping at Sidon for teasing you. He can only laugh at your adorable frustration; only you could possibly look so beautiful while scolding him. Another retort came from his mouth and he watched with delight as you burst out laughing.

There it was. The prince could see it now: that brilliant radiance that he had heard so much about. He could see it in the way your face scrunched up as you laugh, he could see it leaving your mouth through the joyous bursts of breath, and in the way your eyes fell upon him once you had calmed down. Absolutely radiant.

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Hey boo! I just looove your blog. It's perfection👌 I hope requests are open, because I have one? It's totally fine if they're not, just ignore this. Maybe you could write a scenario for Sodom meeting his mermaid s/o for the first time? It's fine if yo u can't do this. I just love you and your blog. Bye 😙

(Oh boy, you guys already know how much I love mermaids so of course I can’t say no to this one~ Thanks for the kinds words and my requests are always open~ Enjoy!~)

Catch of the Day

Word Count: 1126Warnings: Fluff, The usual sweet stuff, Mermaid!S/o

“This is quite a ways to for for some rupees, my friend.” Sidon steps over the trunk of the fallen tree, following close behind the blonde hero. “You know, I could always loan you whatever amount you required, it would be no trouble.”

Link pushes a branch aside allowing the Zora to pass through with ease. “Fun this way,” He signs once his hands are free.“You have a very interesting definition of fun.” The Prince chuckles watching as Link shrugs then scurries ahead once again. He seems rather eager to get to whatever mystery destination they are heading for.

Never had Sidon ventured so deep into this section of the forest so he was rather unfamiliar with the terrain. However, his small guide knew exactly where they were heading, making the Zora wonder how often he came through the area. Surely the Champion of Hyrule did not need to seek out money that often.

Further and further they move into the trees the sound of rushing water growing ever clearer until they finally came upon an opening. A clearing where a small waterfall cascades into a lake of dazzlingly clear waters. The outer edge of the crisp green grass has colorful flowers sprouting, curling in different directions, leaves seeking out the sunlight shining down from above. Sidon found himself looking around in awe seeing the small spot of respite hidden amongst the many layers of bark and foliage. It was a marvelous sight to witness, but what could it possibly have to do with the Hero’s money troubles.

Link approaches the bank of the lake setting down the satchel that he had been carrying the entire journey here. The prince had tried to ask what the bag contains but the only answer he got was a sly grin and a, “You’ll see.”

It was probably best to leave it be, though that didn’t stop him from being curious. As Link is opening it and setting the contents upon the ground, Sidon couldn’t help but lean over the Hylian for a peek. His friend caught him, however, and waves his hands shooing him back.

“Your secrecy is beginning to worry me, my friend, should I be concerned?” Sidon chuckles but still he obeys and stands further back. Link shrugs with a smile then opens his pack and continues arranging the items on the grass one-by-one.

First comes a piece of jewelry he must have picked up from Gerudo Town given the ruse of such exquisite gold and sapphires. Then comes a small pouch that which the blonde hero opens and proceeds to dump a bunch of shimmering seashells from. A jar follows shortly after, glowing from the light of the two fairies floating around inside. A wooden carving of a bear, a horse, and a wolf comes next - the biggest being just a little bigger than the hero’s hand. Finally, he reveals an animal skull with sharp teeth likely from either a small wolf or some kind of large fox. It was a very odd array of items but easy to collect if you knew where to find them; for someone who travels the land on a daily basis finding so many trinkets and souvenirs it must not have taken long at all.

With his collection now laid out on the grass he tosses the empty bag to the side then gave a sharp whistle. Sidon almost didn’t catch what emerged from the water, his eyes still studying the collection. But the lake gave away with a brief splash and suddenly there was a person leaning over the bank.They were drenched from head to toe, the water making their wet hair cling to their body. They wore very little clothing, made of a shimmering, glossy fabric; bracelets, rings, and necklaces of different metals and gems tossed on with not much care for a uniform appearance.

“Link! Did you bring me more treasure?” Their eyes fall upon the items before Link can even answer. They light up and raise the jar off the ground, pressing their nose to the glass, observing the fairies inside. “Pretty. So these are fairies, I love them!” Link sits while the beautiful stranger bounces back and forth between each item. “More pretty shells! Ooh this one has a little friend inside! A skull?! Those are sharp teeth, scary!”

Their energy seems boundless and every new thing encouraged another chipper reaction, it was like they’d never seen any of these items before yet they knew them by name. To them it was like Link had brought them a collection of wonders and miracles; ones that had to be cherished.

“Hello stranger! What are you?” Sidon blinks when his eyes met the mystified person now gazing at him with the same glimmer of wonder. Though the odd question is what really took the prince off guard.

He glances at the blonde hero who was smiling just a tad bit wider as he gestures for Sidon to come closer. “I hope you will pardon my presence, my dear friend Linked invited me to accompany him. I am Sidon, Prince of the Zora.”

In amazement, they coo, “Wow, I’ve never met a Zora before, Let alone a prince! Can I touch your scales?”

Sidon smiles finding the abrupt innocence rather sweet. He gladly kneels muttering a quiet expression of gratitude to Link who moved his items aside to make room for the Prince. “Have you really never met a Zora before?” He asks offering a hand out and they quickly takes hold pulling him forward.

Shaking their head they curiously run their hands over the rough red scales and the softer underside with absolute marvel. “Nope. I don’t get lots of visitors aside from Link. Ooh, these ones are rougher than mine!”

Blinking puzzled, Sidon turned his hand at their guidance. “Forgive me, but do you also possess scales?”

“Well, of course, I’m a mermaid after all. Oh pointy!” They looked up at Sidon’s mouth where his sharp and pristine teeth were prominent. A jingling sound distracts the supposed mermaid and she hurriedly looks toward the jar with a small whine. “Ah Link, the fairies must be getting cramped. I’ll buy them, I’m sure they’ll like all the flowers you brought me!” Pulling away from Sidon they turn and dive into the water. And it was the Zora’s turn to be in awe when a tail, like that of a fish vividly colored scales glimmering in the light of the sun.

The Zora quickly turns to his companion for his reaction, but Link is completely unfazed by the display. In fact, he seems to be smirking rather smugly at the Zora’s surprise and it occurs to Sidon that Link did not come here for rupees.

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Prince Sidon rejecting reader at first, then regretting it when he sees them with a romantic partner sometime after? (because i need a n g st)

(Sorry tp follow up that goofy one with an immediately sad one, I kind of charged this one with a loooot of emotion. Not because I’ve experienced it or anything though, it’s just easy to channel~ Enjoy!~)

The Pain in “No”

Word Count: 1041Warnings: Angst, Rejection, Jealous, Self-loathing (partial)

“I’m sorry…” He spoke in a hushed tone but he knew the words were anything but gentle upon their hearts. You had come to him laying both your friendship and your feelings on the line and had poured them out before him through a deep confession. A confession that very few were able to do easily.

They loved him, they had for quite some time but only now had they built up the courage to come forward. And he had to be that harbinger of bad news and spoil it. Then he had the audacity to ask that you still remain friends right after breaking their heart into a million pieces.

“It’s just… well, I am a prince,” you cringe at this, eyebrows furrowing like you had expected him to say this yet it still stung. He lays a hand on your shoulder like this is some kind of proper condolence for what he has to say. It does not make it any easier. “I have a kingdom full of people who look up to me for guidance. I just don’t think now is the time for me to invest into relationships.”

You’re fighting back tears, he can see them in the corners of your eyes threatening to fall at any second. It strikes a nerve in his chest and he has to kneel down and pull you close, rejecting your feelings did not mean he did not still care about you. Sidon couldn’t bear to see someone he cared for hurting, especially not by his doing and especially not you. Anyone but you.

“Please do not cry, I will still be here should you need me.” He assured as if that would make you feel better. It did something as Sidon felt your arms reach up to wrap around him - as far as they could reach that is - and you buried your face as much as you could into the crook of his neck. He felt the small droplets of water when they fell upon his shoulders, each one further cracking his resolve.

The Zora didn’t want to let you go. For a brief second you sobbed and he wanted to take it all back and confess his true feelings, but the deed was done and he had to follow through with it now. It was for the better, for his sake and for your own.

After that night, you had kept your distance for a while he rarely saw you around the domain and even when he did you barely spoke a word to him. It was agony, but he dare not approach you and ask that you not unleash this unbearable silence upon him; he had no right to tell you what to do while the wound was still fresh. So he waited and waited, watching you from afar until the day when you finally came back and smiled at him. It was a bittersweet smile but it signified the end of the silent torment and the beginning of a new one.

You were friends once more, doing all the things that you used to, most of them that is. At first, Sidon thought he was just being paranoid. Lately you shrunk away from his touch and there always seemed to be space between the two of you, like you were apprehensive to get close. This was understandable at first, Sidon himself was still trying to adjust back to how things were. Yet, it did not stop after the first few times and that hurt. Knowing that you were uncomfortable with him after he had trying everything to avoid doing exactly that.

There was a barricade in this small gap, it was stopping your friendship from returning to the state that it once was. It had become awkward to spend time with you - who was once his greatest companion. He didn’t look forward to your visits as much as he used to, your presence had become nauseating with the promise of what he could not have and it was starting to take a toll.

Then you brought them into the mix. A new partner.

Another Zora nonetheless.

Sidon always thought himself an extraordinarily patient person but when he saw you coddling  with this new person, holding hands with them, and laughing with them so carefreely he could not stand it.

This other Zora had been timid at first, likely sensing the hateful glare being sent their way from his prince but after Sidon had to assure there was no ill feelings they felt at ease. What else was he to say with you standing at this Zora’s side, smiling as you took hold of their hand and scurried off with them. They bumbled like a true fool but somehow managed to keep up with you laughing all the way.

What could you possibly see in them? Sidon doubted that they even knew your favorite color or how you liked to be treated. Every moment he observed you and that Zora together was agony and being next to you was suffocating. This Zora was boisterous yet had trouble with the simplest of tasks so you often had to help them, they barely even let you get a word in any of the conversations he overheard, and not to mention how he held you completely wrong.

Someone like them could never properly provide for you not the way Sidon knew he could. You should be smiling at him, holding hands with him, laughing with him just like you used to; this Zora didn’t deserve your affections, you should be loving him like he loved…!

Sidon recoiled at this thought and had to hastily excuse himself from the “friendly” stroll the three of you had been on, darting into the trees before the tears suddenly came gushing forth along with the feelings he had been trying so hard to suppress. He had been denying it for so long, not daring to let it out because then he would admit it and it would become true, but clearly it had been futile.

He loved you. He loved you so much he couldn’t stomach the thought of not being with you. But now it was his reality and it was all his fault.

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Request for a s/o that is super clumsy and gets bruises daily. What's his initial reaction?

(I can relate to this on a spiritual level. Everyday I wake up and find some bruise or scratch from the day before but I have no clue from where, it’s ridiculous~ Also don’t worry you’re not completely topeless or anything throughout this. Anyways enjoy!~)

Clutz

Word Count: 846Warnings: Bruises, Minor injuries, Clumsiness

“I am so tired.” You let out a yawn and Sidon chuckles watching as you begin taking off your clothes to get ready for bed.

“Really? I couldn’t tell.” He teases, already claiming his spot on the bed with his royal ornaments hanging upon their stand for tomorrow. You respond by sticking your tongue out at him then looking away to put on new pants. “Sorry, love, just hurry and join me. I’m getting lonely over here.”

“Right,” you mused and turn your head just enough to meet his gaze. “That’s why you’re watching me undress.”

Sidon’s cheeks flush with heat but still he smiles mischievously. “I’m only admiring my beloved, is that such a crime?” His eyes suddenly finding the empty bedsheets beside him very interesting. A laugh from you draws his attention back to your form just as you’re digging around in the dresser for a night shirt.

“I suppose not, though with those eyes it’s very debatable.” You finally seem to decide on a shirt and and pluck it from the drawer only to drop it when you try to put it on. She laughs and you shoot him a pout before picking it up, your back to him again. It is then, while admiring you from behind, that he notices something odd; something that absolutely does not belong on your perfect skin.

A bruise, intruding right on your hip with its awful purple pigmentation. You should not have a bruise, because having a bruise means that you got injured, and there was no way you could’ve gotten injured unless somebody hurt you.

The mere thought of anyone doing such a thing to you made Sidon’t blood boil.

Sidon stands from the bed and crosses the room, hastily closing the distance between the two of you which makes you freeze with your shirt just halfway up your arms. You stare up at him with wide-eyes, in them he can see your confusion and worry; you glance over to the bed then look back up at him. Sidon’s body tenses sharp yellow eyes glaring down at your body because there’s more than just one.

On your upper arm resides a smaller bruise, and on the elbow is a scrape that has already scabbed over, and on the other is a scratch. “My love,” he finally manages in a strained voice as he gently brushes his thumb against the small blight on your skin, “Who hurt you?”

“Hurt me?” You blink up at him then raise your elbow just enough to see the bruise that has so quickly captured his attention and gasp in realization. “Oh, Sidon no! Nobody has hurt me, I did that!”

It’s Sidon’s turn to stare at you letting his shoulders fall but only by a little bit and he blinks puzzled. “I… don’t understand.”

You laugh and let your shirt fall so you can free your arms and point to the bruise, “You know I fall and trip a lot because I don’t pay attention, it’s kind of stupid but I can’t really help it, it just happens and then I get little scrapes like these everywhere.” You explain with a sheepish smile as you gently prod the scabs on your elbow. “I think I got this from hiking around the mountain.”

“Even the one on your back? That one did not seem very little.” Sidon points out a little less tense.

“My back?” You twist your body to look at the injury letting out a small, “Huh,” like this is just as much a revelation to you as it is to him.

“Love were you not aware that bruise was there?” Sidon couldn’t help but snicker at the oblivious look on your face as you examined your hip.

You shoot him a fierce pout then cross your arms over your chest as you retort, “Hey, I told you, I don’t pay attention. I get these things everyday, they’re hard to keep track of.” You huff but Sidon laughs, all of his concerns fading off with the cheerful sound even though he can see your pout grow more discontent. “Don’t laugh, I know it’s stupid”

“Oh my sweet pearl, it’s not stupid at all. I was just worried that someone had harmed you, but knowing that it was just an accident,” He bends down in order to peck your cheek, “It is quite a relief.”

The corners of your lips twitch, trying to fight off a smile, but Sidon persists with more sweet kisses and manages to break through your sour resolve and rouses a laugh and a bashful smile. “Alright, alright you big sap. Can I put my shirt on now please?”

The Zora pulls back just enough to look at your tank top before smirking and capturing your hands in his own. “I don’t know, love, do you really need it? I quite like seeing your arms.”

“Sidon,” You murmur looking away shyly though he can feel you squeeze his hands.

“Now don’t be upset. Shall I kiss all your battle scars to make you feel better?”

“Sidon!”

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(I actually had to do a tad bit of research on the sapphire because while I’ve known about it, I never knew the specific details)

A Royal Proposal

Word Count: 1868 Warnings: Fluff, Sappy goodness, Link makes an appearance

Early morning training after a restless night is never a great combination but at least Sidon had someone to keep his head on straight.

“I must thank you for accompanying me this morning,” Sidon said as he opened the door to the training hall, “I’ve been meaning to work off some steam and get a few things off my chest.”

The blonde knight comfortably strides into the room, having been brought here several times before whenever their schedules happened to align like today. He went ahead of the Zora turning to give him a thumbs-up. As silent as ever, Link still prefers to express his words through gestures and facial expressions and Sidon has grown accustom to deciphering them, though the occasional sign also helped.

“This isn’t a bother for you, right? I know that you and Zelda are ever so busy with restoring Hyrule Kingdom to its former glory.” Sidon watches with a sheepish smile as Link begins to remove his Master Sword and shield and hang them upon the weapons rack. He always insists on using Zora weaponry when they have these sessions.

He turns to Sidon and shakes his head making quick signs with his now free hands, “Need break.”

Sidon chuckles, “Zelda has been working you hard?”

The look of exhaustion that crosses the hero’s face tells him all he needs to know but Link still signs, “Never stops,” to emphasize his point.

He nods in understanding and then walks further into the room, putting a hand on Link’s shoulder. “Yes, on occasion she reminds me of Muzu; though I think she is a little more charming than him.”

“Stubborn too.” Link signs which makes both of them laugh.

Sidon has many friends in the Domain but never has he had one like Link before, and it had nothing to do with being a Hylian. It was the way that he felt comfortable around him, a calming sort bond where he didn’t feel he had to keep up his image; he could be as casual as he wanted and confide in Link things that he wouldn’t dare say to anyone else. Like today, for instance, where he had something rather significant to get off his chest.

Sidon retrieves a spear from the weapons rack, holding one out to Link and smiling as he took hold noting how the weapon was slightly taller than the hero but he held it as if it weighed nothing at all. The hero’s adversity in wielding different weapons was admirable but now was no time to admire as Link launched his attack beginning their sparring match. Now it was over clanging metal and their back-and-forth movements that Sidon has to speak, feeling much more comfortably with something to keep him moving.

“I’m sure you are well aware already, but my pearl and I have been-” Link thrust forth his spear forcing Sidon to quickly side step and take his own jab that sent the hero retreating for a brief second “-together for quite some time. It has been marvelous being by their side; waking up every morning to their sleeping face, gazing at them from across the dining table. It already feels like they’re part of the family, like they’re where they belong.’ Sidon let out a dreamy sigh picturing you, but then he realized that he has been rambling and had lowered his weapon as he day-dreamt.

Link doesn’t seem to mind, as usual, in fact he was standing there leaning his weight on the spear now standing upright. He was grinning wide at the Zora, quirking a brow when their eyes met which only made him feel more embarrassed about being caught up in his thoughts.

“Sorry, it’s just that I want them to stay because, well… I love them.” He admits with a fond smile as he also stood his spear and grips it tight. Link playfully puts a hand to his forehead and pretends to swoon at the Zora’s words which prompts a laugh from said man when the hero “collapses” on the floor with his spear still in hand. “If I did not know you could take down beasts ten times your size, I’d say you should pursue a career in theater.”

Link snickers softly then stands on his feet, bowing like an actor after concluding their grand performance, prompting another laugh. The blonde carefully tucks the spear into his elbow to free his hands and sign with an inquisitive look, “Propose?”

Sidon smiled sheepishly as he gave a tentative shrug. “I would love to more than anything, I am just unsure if now is the right time or how I should even go about it. I mean, for them to become my mate, my life partner, it would mean they are to be Royalty and that is a lot of pressure to suddenly thrust upon someone.”

Snapping his fingers, Link pulls Sidon from his nervous rambling saving him from drowning in his worries. The Zora sighs and then casts his gaze down to the floor muttering a quiet apology. “I just want it to be perfect.”

His friend snaps again drawing his attention to Link to see his hands moving in simple signs. “Do you love them?”

Sidon blinks perplexed. “Is that really a question? Of course I do!”

“Do they love you?”

The Zora thought for a moment then smiles and nods his head firmly.

“Then no worries,” Link signs with a casual smile swinging his spear around nonchalantly.

Sighing, Sidon shook his head. “I’m afraid it not that simple, my dear friend. If I am to propose then I will have to do many thing in preparation: receive my father’s blessings, inform my people, pick the perfect opportunity to ask for their hand, not to mention I’d have to acquire the sapphire, I mean, that is tradition after all.” And as much as Sidon had a tendency to break tradition this was one thing he could not tamper with.

The Zora Sapphire was sacred to every person in the Domain after all, a symbol of everlasting promise to love between mates when presented to them in the form of some kind of jewelry. Royal engagements on a very different scale when it came to the proposal jewelry as they would be extraordinarily detailed compared to regular standards and such ornate crafts often took an equally great deal of time to make.

A spear suddenly thrusts forward giving the prince only a moment to react and deflect the head of the weapon with his long forgotten spear; hide-eyed he gazes at Link staring back at him with an amused grin. The hero pulled back then thrust his spear again and again beginning an assault upon the prince while he did his best to block them all. The attack seemed relentless, showing no signs of stopping so Sidon has no choice but to step up; using his weight to push against Link’s weapon sending him stumbling back then knocks the spear from his grasp.

Panting softly Sidon points the tip of his spear at Link’s neck holding it there for a moment before letting it fall with a sigh. “Was that really necessary?”

Link shrugs with a cheeky grin. “Needed focus.”

You certainly have interesting methods of getting people’s attention,” Sidon says with a light chuckle.

“Worth it. Now go.”

“Go where?”

“To propose.”

Sidon smiles and then shakes his head with another soft laugh. “I think Princess Zelda’s stubbornness has rubbed off on you.” Link rolls his eyes then shoots the Zora a look as he tapped his foot impatiently. “Alright, alright. I will go, let us hope that you are right.”

Lowering his spear he hands it over to the hero who takes it with a flamboyant twirl that makes the prince chuckle. He then heads for the exit in disbelief that he was truly going to do this. Looking back at Link, who is staring right back at him and smiling giving him an enthusiastic thumbs up. “Thank you Link.”

The Zora’s heart was racing the moment he departs noticing how oddly quiet which did not help the prince’s anxiety. After spending quite some searching with his bustling nerves, he turns his attention to the throne room figuring that perhaps his father had seen you.

Approaching the grand room Sidon was retrieved to see you standing in the center of the platform that protruded from glistening waters; the crowd of Zora’s in the entrance hall was a surprise. They all went quiet, staring at him with giddy grins as he approached you. His father was also present, sitting upon his throne with Muzu standing on the platform beside him.

“Hi Sidon,” you said with a sheepish smile once his eyes finally fell upon you,

“Surprise.”

The prince let out a breathy laugh before responding, “Hello… what is all this? Everyone in the kingdom seems to be here.” The crowd laughs but his father quiets them with a wave of his hand.

“Well, I thought they’d all want to hear this.” The Zora quirks a brow glancing from his father, to the crowds, then back to you.

“My pearl, are you…?”

“Please let me speak, I practiced this whole ridiculous speech so let me get this out.” You hold out your hand and he tentatively took hold of it noticing how the other was hiding behind your back. “Sidon, you are my greatest friend and of course my greatest lover. The time that I spent with you has been… magical and for that I’d like to show you a type of Hylian expression of gratitude.”

You kneel down before him, still holding his hand tight which inclines him to bend down a bit, his mouth agape. “Sidon, prince of the Zora, keeper of my heart, friend to all, but lover to me, will you do me the honor of becoming my husband?” He gasps softly when he saw the ring you had been holding behind your back. It was breathtaking; shimmering silver band curling into the jewel of the Zora emblem with the sapphires fitting in perfectly.

He knows that his people are watching but hearing those words just made something inside him snap and the tears fell. “Yes, yes, a thousand times yes, my sweet pearl!” He exclaims and the entire room erupts in applause cheering as Sidon lifts you off the ground and spins around with you in his arms.

“Sidon! You’re gonna make me drop the ring, don’t let Dento’s hard work go to waste!” You laugh and the Zora pulls back noticing how you were also crying now. He chuckles and then raises his hand so you can carefully slide it onto his finger; a perfect fit. “Hope you liked your surprise.”

“Love, you have me in tears loving you even more than I ever have before.”

You chuckle and peck his lips sweetly, “Good.”

Sidon smiles and the cheering from the crowd kicks up again reminding the prince of their audience; however, when he surveys the crowd again - now proudly showing off his ring as they stepped forth to look at it - he notices a certain blonde her standing at the back giving him a big thumbs-up.