Linked Universe Side Blog

Started: 28 November 2019

Updated: 31 December 2019

Linked Universe

Fanfiction and Main Characters

A Fashion Show Of Sorts

Just A Trim - Wild

Get Well Soup - Wild

Legends Never Die - Legend

O, Captain, My Captain - Warrior and Legend

Golden Hour - Twilight and Time

A Series Of Unfortunate Events - Wild

Love Is A Battlefield - Warrior

We Were Wombmates - Warrior and Linkle

Truth Or Dare

Hello, Sailor - WInd

A War Of Attrition - Warrior and Legend

Sick (An Interactive Fanfiction) - Warrior

Insidious - Warrior

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Wild’s Rides - Wild

Chapter 1

The Hero Of Hyrule - Hyrule and Legend

Canaan - Twilight

Unpopular - Warrior

Very Happy Holidays - Linkle, Time, Hyrule

The Cain Instinct - Twi and Wild, Warrior and Linkle, Legend and Hyrule

The Littlest Drabble: A Sickfic Story - Warrior

Land And Wind - Land (OC belonging to @unstoppablelinda) and Wind

Game

Survive Your Story

Original Works

The Bounty Hunter - OC

Chapter 1

Breath Of The Wild

If You’re Thirsty Have A Drink, Just Not This One - Sidon and Link (botw)

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

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Wind glanced around the group thoughtfully as the nine heroes sat down to eat beside the fire. He had been gnawing on a question for quite a while but didn’t think it was important enough to ask, but now that the group had a nice conversational mood going he allowed his curiosity to guide his tongue. “Why do you all wear the same outfit every day?” Seconds after he said it, though, he wondered if he had used a poor choice of words as everyone’s heads turned to him at the question, wearing varying expressions of offense and surprise.

“That’s um-” Wild seemed to actually be considering the question, if his furrowed brow and steepled fingers were anything to go by. “That’s actually a good question, Wind.” After a while, he just shrugged. “I have no idea, to be honest. I have an entire wardrobe of armour with me. I just never thought to change since the Champion's Tunic is just so comfortable to travel in and with this killjoy here,” he said, glancing pointedy at Twilight who uttered an indignant 'hey!' , "I can't just warp to shrines to get around my Hyrule... Huh, guess I answers my own question. But still, it wouldn't hurt to try something new."

That was Wild's opinion, but everyone still looked genuinely contemplative.

“Why did it never occur to me to change my clothes?" Legend exclaimed. "I mean- none of us even had the chance to take a bath in like two weeks,” Legend was incredulous, for some reason. He pointed an accusing finger at the general crowd, “you all smell terrible.”

There was a stunned pause at the veteran's outburst. Time coughed, “well it’s not too late. I think it’s high time we all put on some clean clothes anyway.”

“I am always fresh and clean,” Warrior defended. He took a sniff of the air and his face twisted into a slight grimace. “Though I suppose it couldn't hurt to change things up a bit,” he concluded.

Everyone made their way over to their respective possessions to rummage for a new set of clothes, having decided that it was finally time for an outfit change.

“Hope that answered your question.” Four said to Wind who had been watching the whole interaction from his place at the fire.

“What? Oh, yeah. Sure.” He’d completely forgotten he’d asked the question that sparked the group’s eagerness to get out of their dirty clothes.

The only people who seemed perfectly content with what they were wearing were Hyrule, Sky, Four, and himself. He was a pirate after all. He had endured worse conditions and after spending days on a little boat in the ocean clean clothes were no longer a priority or even a concern. Not so for the others.

Surprisingly, Wild was very invested in his collection. As he scrolled through his slate he started picking articles of clothing from it, holding it up and tossing it aside in favour of looking for something else. After a while, he had a sizable pile of clothes next to him that looked more like a scrap pile than a wardrobe and it only continued to grow.

Jeez, how much clothes does he have?

Legend’s pile was also quite large and sported silk, lace and furs of all kinds scattered across the floor of the clearing. There were a number of random extravagant pieces on the surface that Wind could see. They didn’t look like armour though. In fact, they were more akin to costumes and disguises than actual casual outfits. A few well-tailored dresses were also among the bulk of cloth.

Time had already changed. He donned his classic green heroes tunic but wore a red cap instead of the matching green. His boots, oh Hylia, his boots were made of the same rough leather as the other pair, but now had detachable iron soles.

"Time, what on Earth are you wearing? " asked Wind, who was starting to regret decision of letting his curiosity get the better of him.

"What?" Time questioned. "They're detachable."

"Yes, but why are they attached? You're wearing half your body weight on your feet!"

"You underestimate me, Sailor. Watch this." And then he did a backflip wearing iron fucking boots.

"...Fair enough," Wind conceded, baffled but appeased.

Twilight was in the process of changing into the most ostentatious set of armour Wind had ever seen. Though Twilight smiled as he put it on, the gear was most certainly not the most comfortable choice.

Warrior was wearing… what was he wearing?

“Bah! Choices are a curse!” Wild shouted after ten minutes of nitpicking.

“Oh come on, just pick something. Be practical.” Twilight said though he was the last person to talk wearing armour he could barely walk in. Seriously though, the breastplate and pauldrons looked like they were made of solid gold, as well as the boots. The thing even came with a matching crown thingy. It was a mystery how he could even stand upright without being crushed by the sheer weight of all that heavy metal. Time may be able to execute a perfect backflip wearing heavy metal on his feel, but if Twilight could prove to take just one step while wearing that trashy armour, Wind would never recover from the shock.

Wild groaned. Beside him, Legend groaned too. The veteran had also been struggling with choices.

“You know what? Fuck it. Wild you choose my outfit and I’ll choose yours. Deal?”

Wild considered the offer, then shrugged, ready to give up on his hunt too. “Sure.”

The pair swapped places and looked over their options. With a smirk, Wild had selected a skirt, top, and hair bow in a very indiscreet hot pink. He had also picked out some golden slippers that looked far too dainty for Legend's big feet. Legend chose… a skull...type...thing? He also picked out a pair of mechanical looking greaves and a suit of metal armor that looked like the sleeves’ were made of repurposed accordions.

“Ok lads. We’ve waited long enough. Models present your outfits!” Wind announced. If they were going to treat picking outfits like fashion show preparation, might as well make an event out of it.

“Is this really necessary?” Sky piped up before being hushed by Four and Wind.

“Hush now!” Time repeated.

Legend came out first, sporting a very short skirt with his signature No Pants™ rule blessedly ignored in favour of including a pair of cute white shorts. A big hot pink bow topped the outfit that nearly matched the pink in his hair. He looked confident and energetic as he jogged his way out from behind a tree.

He trotted all the way out, chanting some obscure cheer that the heroes obliged to clap to.

“This wasn’t exactly what I meant by practical," He admitted, "but I guess it’s not very restrictive-” Overall, Legend looked rather content with his outfit.

Wild came out next looking like a mixture of savage cave hermit, ancient warrior, and immobile tin man.

“-That on the other hand.”

“You really have no fashion sense, do you?” Wild asked Legend, who tried to hide his snicker behind his matching pink pom-poms.

The group had a good laugh at the poorly dressed hero's expense after that.

Warrior appeared after the laughter died down. The party had forgotten about him, too caught up in the mess with Wild and Legend to notice what he was wearing.

“Oh Hylia,” Twilight said. He stared mouth agape, at Warrior who wore little to nothing in the colour white. A pair of tight white shorts that hugged his thighs like an overexcited redead, an equally tight midriff top, and a red cap with a black rim. He also had a sign attached to his back for some reason. The shock was palpable withing the crowd of Links.

I made it a Modern!AU! Hope you like it, my friend.

Twilight was asleep in his shared apartment having a good dream about playing with the kids in Ordon and eating ice-cream. He was a light sleeper, though, so he was able to wake up to the slightest sound. The walls were as thin as paper in this complex so the sound of quiet sniffles coming from the room next to his sounded as if it was right next to Twilight. At first, he tried to ignore it, hoping his roommate was just struggling with a cold. But then Twilight heard the choked sob that came with the sniffles.

Twilight sighed and, with much difficulty, extracted himself from the warm goose-down bed set and pulled himself from the mattress. He slid into his fuzzy bunny slipper and tiptoes to the other room. He could still hear the soft crying from the other side of the door. Twilight knocked once.

Nothing.

He knocked again and this time a response came. “I’m fine, Twi. Go to sleep.” Warriors had always been bad at lying. Twilight had his suspicions about what could be wrong, but he wanted to get it out of him.

“Come on Warri, I know there’s something wrong.” Twilight tried not to sound too demanding. “Please open up.”

Twilight heard footsteps coming closer before the door slowly slid open. Warriors was standing on the other side of the doorframe, tear tracks on his cheeks and the forming droplets of more tears held in place in his eyes.

“Oh, what’s wrong, Warri?” Twilight asked, concern softening his voice.

Warrior sniffled again. “Noth-” he began before he choked on his tears and the unshed tears in his eyes began to fall. He sighed, knowing he couldn’t lie and say it was just allergies. Twilight brought him into a tight hug, rubbing circles on the other’s back to try and calm him down. It took a bit of time, but eventually, Warriors was ready to talk. He took a deep breath. “He broke up with me,” he confessed, “over text.”

Twilight was angry now. He was mad and he wasn’t going to let that slide. “Get dressed,” he told Warriors, leaving no room for protest, and Warriors, although thoroughly confused and still very upset, obliged.

Twilight had ordered him to get into his pickup truck and they were currently stopped at the 7/11 close to their apartment. Twilight had gone in, bought a dozen eggs and toilet paper and returned to the truck with a look of pure mischief on his face.

“What’s that for?” Warriors asked, his nervousness clear in his voice.

“You’ll see.”

The pair drove in silence, the only sound being Twilight’s track of Johnny Cash playing in the background. Then they stopped at an average suburban house with a silver Audi minivan parked in the driveway.

.“Quickly, come on,” Twilight said, jumping out of the car. “Bring the eggs.”

“Why are you whispering?” Warrior asked, but he was shushed and just shut his mouth.

Twilight took an egg from the carton, an evil smirk on his face and he launched the oval-shaped object at the windshield of the minivan.

“What the fuck are you doing?” Warrior asked in a panic.

“We’re getting revenge on that jerk that broke your heart,” Twilight explained. “Now give me another egg.”

“Twi, this isn’t his house. He moved three weeks ago.”

Twilight froze, his mischievous expression becoming more and more panicked. “Why didn’t you say anything?!”

“I didn’t know you were going to vandalise someone’s car!”

“Hey! What the hell are you doing?” came a man’s deep voice from further up the driveway. Sure enough there was a burly old man standing by the front door holding a shotgun.

Uh oh.

“Run!” Twilight ordered.

The pair escaped to the car and drove away, though a bullet did make its way through the back window of Twi’s truck. They drove away, the curses and gunfire following them down the street until they finally got away onto the main road. There was a shocked silence…

Then the pair simply burst out laughing.

“Oh boy, I thought that guy was gonna blow our heads off,” Twilight said, still in a laughing fit.

“Our heads? You threw the first egg, you weirdo,” Warrior claimed in his own defence.

When the two had finally reached their apartment their laughter had died down to giggles.

Twilight smiled. “Hey,” he said, stopping Warriors from leaving to his room. “Feel better?”