#vio link x reader

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tw: nsfw, Vio, blowjob/masturbación (M receiving), idea (Not written)

you know what i think would Be fun?

Give Vio a blowjob or just masturbate him while asking him to keep reading whatever he's reading, let's see how long he can take the overstimulation.

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This has been in my notes for god knows how long and I felt like sharing it

Romantic headcannons for the fs boys

(The hcs are x reader)

(I apologise if some of it doesn’t make sense)

Blue

This boy loves physical touch. Whether you’re touching his hand or holding it or your hand on his shoulder he absolutely loves it! His most favourite is when you trace you hands over his chest while you two are cuddling or sitting by the fire it just makes him melt! He also loves when you spar with him or if you can’t he just likes it when you watch him kick the other opponent’s ass - it’s usually Green- he loves when you cheer his name afterwards because he won and it makes him feel praised and loved by you cause he’s cliché like that.

Green

Like Blue he loves physical touch. He likes it when you two hold hands and lock your pinkies together, he just thinks it’s so cute. This boy get really flustered whenever your praising or flirting with him like you’ll just say “you look really cute when you blush” and that is all it takes for him to go burry his face in his hands to hide his blush but you can always see his ears twitching and turning pink. He also likes it when you two are out camping and he gets the chance to wrap his arm around you while you two are sitting around the fire, he just finds it so relaxing.

Red

Red absolutely loves baking/cooking with you it gives him a chance to show off to you what he can do. He also loves gift giving! I headcannon that he knits/sews/crochets and he just makes the cutest little animals and pillows. He will make it his mission to find out what your favourite animal is and how to crochet it just so he can present you with it and see you face light up with happiness every time.

Vio

Vio absolutely loves spending quality time with you. His favourite is sitting in the library with you in his lap while he is quietly reading to you/you reading to him. It gives him a sense of comfort. He also enjoys it when you both have very similar interests and you are able to spend hours and hours just talking about anything that you both are really interested in -sometimes even forgetting that it’s been six hours and your still on the topic of how the solar system is formed or something like that.

Shadow

Shadow loves to find you little trinkets lying around that he thinks look really pretty and gift them to you (he says that they remind him of you.) But the thing he loves most is a late night cuddle session with you because it gives him a sense of relaxation and a break from his semi-hectic life, a chance to give you cuddles is a chance for him to feel loved and cared for and it makes him feel so special and cared for and a chance to not feel forgotten.

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The Colors and Holding Hands

Just finished playing Four Swords for the GBA for the first time ever and I’m in love ;-; I thought up this cute headcanon batch for you all as a direct result of it, I hope you enjoy it 😌

Male/Masculine-leaning Reader

||Green||

• Acts more confident than he really is

• It’s really hard to tell what he’s actually feeling because of this, but if you look close enough you can see the faint tinge of pink coloring his cheeks

• He’s usually the first to reach for your hand

• It helps him feel grounded, knowing you’re within reach and he can feel you beside him

• Please grab his hand too, it helps him know that you’re there and that you care about him being there, too

• He’s so gentle when it comes to you, no matter how strong you may be

• He’s supposed to be the hero, the one that protects you, and even if sometimes he can only express that through holding your hand, he wants you to know how deeply he cares for you

• Absolutely LOVES to kiss your knuckles just to see your reactions

• It makes him feel like a knight serving his prince

• His hands, like the other colors, are calloused from years of fighting and smithing

• He isn’t self-conscious about them, per say, but there are days where he’s acutely aware of how much rougher his hands are comparatively to yours

• He is so incredibly grateful of you if you treat him with the same gentleness he gives you, tracing his calluses and kissing his hands

• He knows you love him, but it’s such an intimate thing, and he can’t help but feel his heart swell every time you shower him with such sincere love

• He falls in love with you all over again every time he feels your hand in his own

||Red||

• LOVES holding your hand!!

• Will absolutely be the one grabbing your hand 99% of the time

• He doesn’t even realize he’s doing it most of the time

• Your presence is just such a comfort for him, he’s naturally gravitating towards you practically every second you’re with him

• He could sit for hours just holding your hand and playing with your fingers, watching how your fingers splay against his own, how your fingers lock together when intertwined, how your palms fit so naturally together

• He’s decided it must be fate that you’re together

• You fit too perfectly together for it not to be!

• Another color that LOVES to kiss your hands

• Kisses your knuckles, palms, fingers, wrists, etc., all the way up your arms and peppering you in kisses

• He isn’t self-conscious at all about the calluses on his hands --he barely considers them at all-- but he loves how your hands feel against his own

• It doesn’t matter if your hands are just as calloused or the complete opposite, he loves them all the same

• Because they’re your hands, and he wouldn’t want to be holding anyone else

||Blue||

• Please spare this boy

• He’s supposed to be a wielder of the Triforce of Courage, and yet he can’t even work up the guts to hold your hand

• Scratch that. It isn’t because he can’t work up the courage even though it totally is

• He doesn’t have time for frivolous things like romance and all the little things that come with it, like holding hands

• Don’t believe him for one moment

• He may be just one part of Link, but that part still holds a great deal of care towards you

• Even if he’s terrible at expressing it

• If you’re observant enough, you’ll notice the prolonged side-glances towards your hands, the way his own fingers twitch in longing

• He won’t ever make the first move to grab your hand

• He’s too disciplined no he isn’t for his resolve to break

• So, if you ever want any shot at holding hands with him, you’re going to have to grab his hand first

• Don’t believe his protests and half-hearted excuses

• The way he instinctively grips your hand, the blush that rivals Red’s tunic color, the way his squabbling is incoherent nonsense

• It’s all deflection, because his brain has completely short circuited and turned to mush

• After that, it’s pretty easy to tell whenever he wants you by his side and holding his hand

• He isn’t as forward or open about holding hands with you as some of the others, he fears his heart can’t handle so much affection

• But there are times where he needs to hold your hand, needs to know you’re alive and you haven’t disappeared from his side

• He is probably one of the more self-conscious colors when it comes to the calluses on his hands

• Don’t get him wrong, he is very proud of them and what they represent -- they are memories of his time fighting the forces of evil and blacksmithing

• But, compared to you, his hands are far too rough

• To him, you’re fragile, and he’s terrified that you’re going to shatter beneath his touch

• But if you’re persistent enough, you can help him overcome these insecurities and fears

• He won’t admit it out loud, but feeling your fingers run across the rough and uneven surfaces of his palms and fingers helps him feel better

• It’s one of the few times you’re find him at complete peace, with the hint of a rare smile gracing his features

• He knows he’s bad at expressing his emotions --both verbally and physically-- but holding your hands is one of the few ways he knows how to convey all the love and affection he feels towards you

• He hopes that you’re able to see how much you truly matter to him whenever he grips your hand in his own

||Vio||

• Like Blue, romance has never been a priority to Vio

• But unlike Blue, it wasn’t because of self-discipline that kept his focus

• It was because he genuinely didn’t have any interest in the topic

• Until you came along, that is

• And suddenly, without realizing it at first, he began to crave your presence near him

• He chalked it up to wanting to make sure you were safe, and if that meant that you were in his line of sight or by his side then so be it

• That made the most sense in his mind

• But he saw the way Red was so effortlessly able to grab your hands and suddenly, Vio found himself craving to feel your touch, too

• And so, he decided to confront you about the strange feelings welling in your heart

• And after sitting and hearing your explanation, he realized

• He was in love with you

• Oh

• Oh

• It made so much sense, and yet he couldn’t believe he hadn’t realized it sooner

• Holding hands came naturally after that

• He isn’t as fond of fully gripping your hand in his own -- although, there are days where he finds solace in just that

• He loves more than anything when he’s able to hook his pinkie with your own

• It’s such a subtle way he shows his affection, but to him it’s all he needs to convey how deeply he feels for you

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info; fluff. TW; none, tell me if I should add any.

Hanging out with you was relaxing, and it always left him in a better mood. Luckily, Vio was good at controlling his expressions, or else he would spend the whole time smiling like a fool. He couldn't help it when he was alone though, his lips would lift into a smile whenever he thought about you.

Sometimes, you would just sit beside each other doing your own thing, knowing the other was there with you was more than enough to make you feel calm. He enjoyed the quiet evenings he would spend with you, but that didn't mean he didn't like the times when you would talk, on the contrary, he loved hearing your voice as you talked about your day or something you liked.

The blond would make a mental note with that information, so he could give you a good gift in the future.

Vio couldn't help but open up to you, leaving the act of the calm and collected hero he always showed the people of the kingdom. With you, he tried to look confident, only so it would be easier to fluster you as he found himself addicted to your cute expressions since the first time you had blushed because of something he said.

With you, he felt like he could stop caring about everything else and only think about your laugh, about the way you would make his heart beat like crazy with your smile, about how badly he wanted to kiss your cheek and hold you. These thoughts would make it difficult for him to fall asleep, but he didn't care that much as his sleep schedule wasn't the best in the first place.

He would stay up all night just to think about you.

The hero would do his best to be free whenever you asked him if he could hang out with you, and that's how you ended up like today, sitting next to each other on his bed. He was reading, the only sound being the passing of the pages when he finished that part.

"Hey, Vio?" You called, and he moved his eyes from the book to you. There was a slight red tint on your cheeks, it made you even cuter, he thought. "Would it be okay if I stroke your hair?" Your voice was softer as you felt a bit awkward.

The blond stared at you for a few seconds, almost not noticing how nervous you were under his gaze. It was an unexpected question, but he definitely wouldn't mind if you were the one playing with his hair. He wouldn't say it out loud, but such a simple question was enough to make his heart beat a bit faster. Small touches weren't unusual between you, but you had never really touched his hair besides a short pat.

"Sure, go ahead." He managed to say, feeling his own face start to warm up as he saw you smile. Not wanting you to see him flustered, he brought his attention back to the book he was holding, or at least tried to. He swears his heart jumped when he felt your hand touching the top of his head, slowly moving down to caress the strands of blond hair, and then starting again from the top.

So gently, so carefully... Vio didn't know when he ended up resting his head against your shoulder, your arm wrapped around his shoulders without stopping caressing his messy hair. He had dropped the book onto his lap at some point, eyelids getting heavier and heavier until he couldn't keep his eyes open for any longer, and then he fell asleep.

It had been a while since he's had a nice dream, but this was one of those, even if he may end up forgetting most parts of it when he woke up. He dreamed of a nice, summer day, with you by his side holding his hand, a glint from the ring on one of your fingers as you laughed. He wondered if this would be a dream come true one day.

When the hero woke up, it was around the late evening, some of the last rays of sunshine dying his room with a warm orange. He was a bit dazed, still sleepy and even wanting to fall asleep once again. The soft hand was still on his head even if it wasn't moving, the simple presence of it was enough to make him want to go back to his dream.

"Vio? Hey, it's time to wake up." The mentioned blond could hear your voice, but he was too sleepy to open his eyes. "Vio." You called again, but he didn't move. He heard a sigh. "Vivi, please?"

Vio snapped awake, eyes opening so abruptly that he even made you jump a bit. His cheeks were completely red, the color slowly traveling to his neck and even the tip of his ears. His usual calm, stoic expression was broken, letting you see his absolutely flustered expression.

"Wh, what did you just say?" He asked, even if he had heard you well enough. And how wouldn't he? You were so close to him it was impossible to not hear it. His heart was beating fast, making it impossible to try and tone down his blush.

You gave him a small smile, a red tint on your own face. "You weren't listening to me, so I wanted to see if you would react... Sorry if it bothered you."

"No!" He cleared his throat. "No, being called like that doesn't bother me." He repeated, doing his best to sound calmer, but it was extremely difficult when your body was still pretty close to his.

"Is that so? Does that mean I can keep calling you Vivi?" Your smile grew, and so did his blush. Vio thought about it, but he nodded, it was just a nickname, plus... it made him feel warm, for some reason, he liked it, but only from you.

"Nice. Thanks..." You leaned closer, and he felt your lips touching his warm cheek. "... my Vivi."

He definitely didn't mind when you called him that.

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info; fluff, established relationship. TW; none, tell me if I should add any.

"Are you comfortable?" Vio asked, even though this wasn't the first time you've rested your head on his lap like this. You were so used to being so close to him, he was like some of pillow or even a plushie for you at this point.

"Yeah, don't worry and continue reading your book." You gave him a smile, and he returned it before he directed his eyes to the book in his hands.

It was just the two of you now, the house was quiet since the other three heroes had gone outside to do their own things. It was a calm evening, not too cold, maybe a bit warmer than usual, but it wasn't anything that could bother you, specially when you were resting on your lover's lap.

The sound of passing pages was the only thing that broke the silence in the room, until it stopped.

You opened one of your eyes, as you had closed them before to relax more, to look at the blond. He was staring at you, book now closed and being put to the side as he leaned closer to your face. His messy but soft hair tickling you as he cut the distance between the both of you.

Vio gave you one of his sincere, soft smiles, staring at you so lovingly, as if you were his treasure, the most gorgeous thing he had ever seen. "You're so cute." Your cheeks felt warm. "I'm so thankful to have you..." He leaned even closer, your noses touching at this point. You closed your eyes, waiting for the kiss.

But you opened them when you heard him chuckle and move away, grabbing his book again. He was still smiling, but you could see the teasing glint in his eyes as he went back to his previous position as if nothing happened.

Vio loved to kiss you, but what was better than kissing you? Teasing you, of course! You huffed, trying to ignore how much you wanted to chase his lips. You loved him, but he was a little shit, and you didn't want to let him win...

Never mind, you wanted that kiss.

Your hand grabbed the front of Vio's tunic and, ignoring his startled yelp, pulled him down to you, joining your lips with his. When you broke the kiss, you grinned at him. "Now you can continue reading, Vivi."

Reading could wait for a little while, couldn't it?

[dumbasspalette]

info; fluff, established relationship. TW; none, tell me if i should add any.

You had spent the day organizing the forge. Usually, Blue would do it, but he was busy and you had a lot of free time, so you had decided to surprise your lovers by doing this. You made sure to put everything like usual, as some customers would often move the things somewhere else. It was a bit harder than you initially thought, as many weapons, shields and armors were quite heavy, but you managed to put most things where they should be. One of the others could check and rearrange something, but at least you had done most of the job.

"So this is where you were." You turned your head towards the door, seeing one of your lovers looking at you with a small smile on his lips.

"Vio! Did you find the book you wanted?" The blond had been searching for a specific book for weeks, and even asked the princess for permission to enter the royal library.

"Yes, I found it." Vio lifted one of his hands, a book with a strange cover and a title you couldn't read from your position was in his hand. The hero walked towards you, eyes scanning the pieces of armor you had finished organizing not long ago. "Did you do all of this yourself?"

You couldn't help but smile, feeling proud of yourself after noticing that he was surprised. "Yup!" Your smile softened. "You guys have been quite busy these days, so I want to help as much as I can."

Seeing the gentle, loving smile forming on Vio's face was your favorite thing in the world. His eyes were relaxed, letting go of all tension as he gazed at you. Suddenly, you felt an extra weight on your head. His hand that wasn't holding the book was patting your head.

"Good work." Your cheeks flushed slightly just by listening to his voice, the soft expression on his face didn't help your racing heart. "You did really well, my love." Vio pecked your forehead, chuckling to himself as your blush worsened.

He was so glad to have you in his life.

[dumbasspalette]

info; angst, hurt/no comfort. TW; d..th (e, a), bl..d (o, o), .nj.ry. (i, u)

Vio wasn't the best when it came to emotions, anyone who was close to him knew that. He was smart, but not the smartest when it came to feelings and even social interactions, sometimes he was too apathetic, other times he didn't understand the problem.

But the fact that you didn't love him back was clear.

And the blond didn't blame you, not at all. He was someone who had betrayed the other parts of himself, only to betray his own shadow afterwards just to go ahead with his plan. It was to save the princess, it was to save the kingdom and to defeat their enemy, but betrayal was betrayal. What kind of hero was he? Not a good one, he answered himself.

Everyone has a part that is closer to darkness inside of them, more evil, cunning, willing to manipulate others... He wondered if he was that part of Link. It wasn't strange that you didn't feel the same, and he was surprised that you even tried to be his friend.

Vio didn't mind you much at first, you were his friend when he was merged with the other three, and spending time with you was enjoyable. He thought you were nice, and so did the other heroes. It had been a little awkward the first days after learning that your friend Link could split into four people, four parts of himself, but you got used to it quickly. They were part of the same person, but also their own person, although it was still strange to think much about it.

You were just a friend then, nothing more, nothing less. And oh, how he missed those simple days when his heart didn't ache around you.

He remembered the panic when he first felt his heart jump after seeing your smile. It was sudden, so unexpected he used an excuse to go away and think about what had happened. He was aware of the possibilities, but it took him a few weeks to make sure that he loved you. He really had fallen for you.

However, you didn't love him back.

He could see it in your eyes, in your actions, your reactions, he was sure of it. He was good at noticing small hints, not as good as Red when it came to linking those with emotions but still decent enough, and you never reacted when you called him a friend.

There were times when Vio thought that the usual wince, or a similar thing, when calling the person you loved "just a friend" was exaggerated, but he had found himself reacting in some way when he introduced you as his friend. It was stupid, he knew, but it was still some kind of hint that his feelings might be returned.

But you never reacted in any way.

For you, he was but a friend, someone you enjoyed spending time with, and there was nothing else than platonic affection. Sometimes he wishes he got it wrong, and that you would confess to him. Maybe you were really good at hiding it? Maybe he was worse than he thought at noticing it?

He knew those were lies, slivers of hope trying to make him feel like he had an opportunity when he didn't.

But it was alright, love wasn't perfect. Just because you loved someone didn't mean that person had to love you too. It hurt, but he wouldn't try to make you feel the same. A whisper in the back of his head told him that it was the best for you, since he didn't even trust himself to make you happy. Still, he wanted to be there to protect you.

Yet it seemed that he was too weak, too useless, to do that properly.

None of them had noticed the monster that had appeared behind you. He didn't even spare it a glance as he ran towards you as he realized that you were in danger, but it was already too late.

When Vio had gotten close enough to attack the monster with his sword, your body had fallen to the floor. All he could see was red.

Before, he liked how the color red looked on you, as it was the color your cheeks would turn when he made you laugh, it was such a pretty tint, he wanted to see it on you forever. But now he didn't, he didn't want to see that color on you, not clinging to your clothes, not escaping the horrible wound in your stomach.

There was so much blood, too much, way too much. His head was spinning, eyes unfocused as he stared at your limp body.

That monster had also managed to leave a deep cut on your throat, it was too late for him to give you a potion or use a fairy. You were gone.

Not caring about the other enemies left, although he vaguely knew that there were very few and the others would finish them off without a problem, he kneeled. His hand was shaking as he held yours, your blood quickly staining his fingers and his pants.

You were cold. You were so cold. Why were you cold? Why couldn't he help anyone? What kind of hero was he? His eyes burned, but no tears fell from his eyes. He felt... numb. Vio felt empty, he couldn't touch, he couldn't hear, he couldn't do anything but look at your corpse.

The worst thing is that going this way had been his idea.

It was his fault you had ended up like this. It was his fault for not thinking enough, his fault for wanting to spend some more time with you. If he had been faster you would still be alive.

"Vio..." The blond could hear Red's voice, he was definitely crying, or trying really hard not to. It felt like Vio was underwater, his body felt cold, but not as cold as yours.

As much as he wanted to stay with you, to protect you even if he knew you were already dead, he didn't fight when hands pulled him away from your body. He didn't say anything, letting Red guide him away as Green and Blue stayed behind. They would take care of your corpse, bring it to your family, they had agreed to that even if all they wanted to do was cry.

Days after your death, Vio didn't change, he barely got out of his room, the books he read were getting closer and closer to dark magic. Forbidden spells, dangerous curses, anything. He wondered if he could bring you back along with Shadow.

He had to. He... had to do it. No matter what.

Vio could still feel your blood clinging to his hands.