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Zelink Week 2026 prompt voting is NOW OPEN! Vote for your favorite prompt for a chance to see it in this year's Zelink Week! Prompts and rules will be announced on May 1.
Zelink Week 2026 prompt voting is NOW OPEN! Vote for your favorite prompt for a chance to see it in this year's Zelink Week! Prompts and rules will be announced on May 1.
Zelink Week 2026 prompt voting is NOW OPEN! Vote for your favorite prompt for a chance to see it in this year's Zelink Week! Prompts and rules will be announced on May 1.
Zelink Week 2026 prompt voting is NOW OPEN! Vote for your favorite prompt for a chance to see it in this year's Zelink Week! Prompts and rules will be announced on May 1.
Prompt submissions for Zelink Week 2026 are officially open! From now until March 21st, you can submit a prompt to be voted on by the community here.
Prompts submitted should be SFW, one to three words in length, open-ended, and creative. Please do not submit tropes, specific AUs, or prompts like "Zelda and Link do ___." These will be excluded from voting. For examples of prompts from previous Zelink Weeks, please see ZW 2021, ZW 2022, ZW 2023, ZW 2024, ZW 2025.
Additionally, please note that we reserve the right to not include/use, for any reason, a prompt that is submitted to us.
Prompt submissions for Zelink Week 2026 are officially open! From now until March 21st, you can submit a prompt to be voted on by the community here.
Prompts submitted should be SFW, one to three words in length, open-ended, and creative. Please do not submit tropes, specific AUs, or prompts like "Zelda and Link do ___." These will be excluded from voting. For examples of prompts from previous Zelink Weeks, please see ZW 2021, ZW 2022, ZW 2023, ZW 2024, ZW 2025.
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Summary: Zelda is frazzled, so Link offers her his support.
A/N: happy valentines and happy loftwing letters with @zelinkcommunity!!! this is for @raccoonfiend95 ! I hope you have a lovely day and enjoy! :D
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“Link, can you help me with something?”
Link had been standing outside of Zelda’s bedroom keeping watch while she got ready, and his head turned toward the door at the sound of her voice.
“What do you need, princess?”
There was no response for a moment, but then Zelda’s voice came again. “Can you— Can you please just come in?”
Link stiffened. Under any normal circumstance, Link would never enter Zelda’s room unless she had opened the door for him and was given formal permission. But Zelda’s voice sounded slightly exasperated from inside, and it was her asking for him…
Link gently opened the door, his eyes glued to the floor just in case. He did not dare raise them, even once he had fully shut the door. He stood in front of it, awaiting further instruction from Zelda.
Zelda shuffled and huffed from the other side of the room. “Link— Over here, please.”
Link looked up to see where Zelda was and saw her sitting at her desk. He relaxed just a bit and walked over to where she was. She was struggling with her hair, and it looked frazzled from just how much she had been messing with it. Zelda turned to see Link and smiled quickly before turning back to the mirror and furrowing her brows with a pout.
“My hair simply does not want to cooperate today, Link! What should I do?”
Link smiled softly at Zelda and looked at her through the mirror. He took a small step forward and reached his hand just beside her hair before pausing. “If I may, princess?”
Zelda sat up just a bit straighter and nodded.
Link took Zelda’s hair in his hands and felt his heart skip a beat. Her hair was soft and it shone in the early morning light from the bedroom window as he turned it in his hand. Link only allowed himself quick admiration before he began to work on her hair.
Zelda sat still as Link worked on her hair. He did not know how to braid her hair as she normally had it, but he knew how to braid at the very least. He picked up her brush and ran it gently through her hair and separated it down the middle, then got to braiding.
As Link braided her hair, Zelda relaxed. His touch was gentle and thoughtful, and never once did he tug on her hair. She was often rough with her hair herself, braiding it so tightly that she could get headaches later in the day. Perhaps it was her own hand that had been so undoing to her hair that day, what with the ever-looming dread of the Calamity.
When Link finished braiding her hair, he began to tie the end, absentmindedly humming to himself. Zelda looked at him through the mirror, but he was focused on her hair. She smiled at him and the slight furrow of his brows as he concentrated. He let the finished braid fall between her shoulder blades and stepped back.
“Thank you, Link…”
Link nodded and left the room. He could feel his heart beating faster as he stood outside the door, waiting for Zelda to finish anything else she needed to get ready. Finally, she came out the door and offered him a small smile.
“I think I’d like to go to the lake today before we do anything else. The weather has been quite nice recently, and we should enjoy it for even just a little while.”
Link nodded along and followed Zelda as she walked down the hallway, listing what they would need to do following their brief detour to the lake. They saddled up their horses and took off.
The lake was not far, and they let their horses drink from the water while they sat down at a nearby tree. Link was sitting up straight, his sword in its sheath beside him as Zelda laid down on her back beside him.
Sunlight dappled through the leaves of the tree and Zelda extended her hand upward. “Do you think Hylia is watching us?”
Link looked at Zelda, unsure of how to respond. She continued. “I do not believe she does. I mean, if she did, I would have figured out how to use my powers by now.”
Link listened as Zelda went on. He knew that she was under immense amounts of pressure and that all she needed was someone to listen rather than burden her more with their own thoughts or opinions.
So he listened and listened, collecting flowers that were immediately around him as she spoke, her voice beginning to crack as she got more emotional.
“Princess…?” Link said softly, a few moments after Zelda had finished speaking. She looked up at him, sitting up on her elbows. She noticed the small collection of flowers that he had weaved into a crown in his hands and raised an eyebrow.
Link held out the flower crown in a gesture. “I made this for you.”
Zelda’s eyes widened in surprise and she sat up more. Link held it out a bit more and Zelda dipped her head, allowing him to place it on her. She touched it gingerly and smiled.
“I understand the burden you are carrying with you,” Link started. “But just because you have not found your divine light does not mean you do not have light within you.”
Zelda nodded slowly, scooting a bit closer to Link. He continued. “Every moment I spend with you is filled with light, and I am so lucky to live in a world where you exist and I am able to know you. Even if you don’t feel like the princess everyone wants you to be, I want you to know that…”
Link trailed off, his hands fidgeting. Zelda took his hands in her own and laid down in the grass, pulling him gently with her. As they laid there together, Link finally found his voice again.
“I want you to know that you are the princess that you need to be. You are worthy, you are enough, you are everything.”
Zelda smiled sincerely and then chuckled. “I didn’t take you as a type of poet.”
Link let out a soft laugh. “Can’t I indulge in a hobby?”
Zelda hummed. “Link, may I ask a question?”
Link nodded his head.
“How much longer are you going to wait to kiss me?”
Link’s eyes widened and his cheeks began to flush. Zelda smirked and Link huffed softly. “I truly cannot wait another second.”
Link cupped Zelda’s face, rubbed his thumb across her cheek, and leaned forward. Their noses brushed, then their lips, and soon they were lost in each other.
Link was gentle and sweet, and Zelda smiled softly as he kissed her. They eventually broke apart and stared at each other before breaking into giggles.
“Did you have more poetry planned?” Zelda teased softly.
Link shook his head. “I am afraid you have me at a loss for words.”
“Link?”
Link brushed aside some of her hair. “What is it, Princess?”
“Can we stay here just a little longer?”
Link nodded and pressed their foreheads together. He wrapped an arm around her and rubbed her back.
I participated in @zelinkcommunity ‘s Loftwing Letters again this year and it was so much fun.
I had the incredible honor to write for the talented @echoingvoids I highly recommend checking them out! Thank you for the opportunity to write for you and I hope you enjoy!
Here is my gift below
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Loftwing Letter for @rainoverthewindow 🫶
(Ao3) | @zelinkcommunity
I’m still your Zelda.
Link fights the lump rising in his throat as he backs away from the golden crystal suspended before him, stumbling a little on the cracked stone pedestal below his feet. His fists ache from slamming against the amber structure and his throat is sore from screaming her name, but he scarcely notices the pain over the even fiercer wound in his heart.
She is gone.
Asleep in the crystal, frozen in time for thousands of years, her light dimming like the sky outside the temple as dusk falls. He can feel her warmth fading out of the room, the very same warmth and life and joy that has surrounded him since they were children.
But now, like her, it is dwindling, and the room is growing cold.
Link drags the back of one gloved hand across his face, catching the last few tears still staining his cheeks before he looks up at her a final time. Her face is serene, the gold of her hair accentuated further by the crystal, but he wants nothing more than to see her smile again. To hear her laugh. To look into her eyes again and dare to think he sees his own love reflected in their depths.
But in spite of his wishes, she is still trapped within the crystal, and the temple is growing dark, and his heart has broken into a thousand irreparable shards.
He turns away, boots scuffing on stone as he moves back to the main room of the temple where Impa still waits and the massive purple gate turns in endless rhythm. Impa says nothing, merely giving him a slight incline of her head and watching as he comes to a halt.
“It’s done,” Link manages to say, voice strange to his own ears. Ragged from screaming her name as the light surrounded her. Weary from months of travel, away from her side. Weak with longing for a heart that cannot be his.
Not anymore.
Impa’s eyes close for a brief moment. “You know what you must do, then,” is all she says, and Link can barely summon the strength to nod.
The other side of the gate is no more comforting than the one he just came from. Groose and the old woman wait for him to speak, but Link just shakes his head numbly and goes to sit in the cool, lonely dusk outside the temple. He leans his head back against the crumbling stone wall and watches as the sky rotates through shades of red and pink and gold before finally it deepens to a velvety blue.
Link sighs. He’s so, so tired. He wants nothing more than to curl up and sleep. Just five more minutes, and he’ll resume his journey. Just five minutes of rest. That’s all he asks. That’s all he needs, and then— and then…
His head droops forward, eyes beginning to drift shut. He can feel sleep coming to guide him away into blessed relief free of consciousness. He is just on the verge of it when her voice rings out in his mind.
I’m still your Zelda.
Link starts, the echo of her words jolting him from his stupor. What is he doing? Tired or not, he has to keep going. For her. So her sacrifice will not be in vain.
Come on, Link. Get up. You can rest later.
Wearily he drags himself upright. Wearily he straps his sword and shield to his back again. Wearily he downs a potion so he’ll at least have something in his stomach. Wearily he moves forward into the darkening twilight, away from the temple.
Away from her.
“Still my Zelda,” he murmurs to the night, and keeps going.
❀ ❀ ❀
She’s still his Zelda when he spends hours swimming through the flooded forest till he is beyond exhausted, till everything looks like a tadtone and his head is swirling.
She’s still his Zelda when he gets crushed by a boulder and wakes in a Bokoblin prison with a splitting migraine and bleeding wounds, and is forced to spend the night searching for his stolen gear even when he wants nothing more than to rest.
She’s still his Zelda when he finds the massive skull in the desert, abandoned deep in a canyon gorge where lonely winds blow.
She’s still his Zelda when he learns that he has one more Silent Realm to face, though this one horrifies him so much more than the rest because it’s on his territory. His homeland. His Skyloft, where he and Zelda grew up together. Where he realized how much he loved her but could never find the courage to say so to her face.
But even through it, even through the fear as footsteps hammer the earth behind him, even through the choking panic as blades slice the air at his heels, even through the wretched disappointment when he fails, again and again, and has to relive his failure over and over and over—
Even then, she’s still his Zelda.
He repeats it to himself like a mantra, till it is the only thing that gives him any purpose, till nothing more can keep him going through the blood and pain and exhaustion. Her smile hangs in his mind every time he snatches a few precious moments of sleep, and the memory of her laughter pushes him onward till at last he reaches the final dungeon.
“Still my Zelda,” he whispers through cracked and bloody lips as he watches Sky Keep burst forth from the cliff in a shower of dirt and rocks.
“Still my Zelda,” he pants as he runs through room after room, going in circles that lead him nowhere and make him hopelessly lost and confused.
“Still my Zelda,” he croaks from beneath the massive foot of a Moblin, its leering face and putrid breath lingering above him as it drives its spear into his ribs.
Still my Zelda, he thinks as he forces down a potion and cleans his wounds as best he can, because it hurts too much to speak.
And when the crystal finally shatters, and her warmth and light fill his heart once more, his eyes flood with tears of joy. He can scarcely move. He can scarcely breathe. Because that’s his Zelda, and finally she’s awake.
Finally they can be together again.
“My Zelda,” he whispers as he catches her in his arms and cradles her to his heart. He sinks to the floor, fingers entwined in her hair, her scent surrounding him. She smiles weakly and hugs him as best as she can, ear pressed against his chest where she can hear his heartbeat thumping loud and strong.
“Your Zelda,” she murmurs back, and fumbles to catch one of his hands, tracing her fingers over the scars that now crisscross over his skin. She looks like she wants to say something more, but tears are filling her eyes and she can’t speak.
Link senses what she is thinking, smiling and bumping his forehead gently against hers as he pulls her even closer. “Don’t blame yourself like I know you are, because I would’ve done it a thousand times over,” he whispers. “In a million lifetimes.”
“But why?” she murmurs, hands coming to cup his face as she looks at him with eyes full of love. “I’m just Zelda.”
“Wrong,” he corrects her softly, brushing hair behind her ear. “You’re my Zelda. And me?”
Their hearts beat as one as he finishes, “I’ve always been your Link.”
I miss your face, and I miss your laugh
Try to deny that I'm falling in love
Gravity pulls me and there's no escaping. I
Need you to save me
'Cause I'm falling faster now....
@abbyz-elda HAPPY LOFTWING LETTERS! 💙 I heard you like regency AU's and SkSw Zelink, so I hope you enjoy them ballroom dancing! :D
This was made for the 2026 Loftwing Letters event run by @zelinkcommunity ! Go check out everyone else's gifts too! There's so much TLoZ creativity to enjoy! And don't forget to reblog what you like to show the creators that they're seen and appreciated ✨
If anyone is wondering, yes, Link is wearing a matching necklace, except his pendant is a Dusk Relic. Also, Zelda has mismatched earrings—one with a white feather and one with a blue feather. You just can't see it from this angle, but I would like those details to be known because I couldn't stop thinking about how fun they would be. :)
