#about link

Link Alabaster is my yandere oc who I’m debating whether to put in SKGTP or to give him his very own game! Much like Ash, he got adopted by an extrovert completely on accident, so technically they could be in the same universe. Idk there’s pros and cons to each.

Anyways, he’s like- the complete opposite of Ash mentally even though they look pretty similar. Ash doesn’t care how anyone perceives him, but Link is preoccupied with it. They’re both social outcasts, but Link is more genuine about his feelings Ash. And on the subject of feelings, they’re also opposites in that regard! Ash is very limited in what he can feel, but Link feels a wide range of feelings waaaay deeper than the average person. Link is a whole lot more paranoid than Ash. And also Link is a yandere for the MC :)

so I’ve been rewriting Link’s bio a lil and thinking about him and I had a thought. I go off of the idea that Link, along with Zelda and Ganondorf, are being reincarnated over and over and he holds the memories of his past lives once he wields the Master Sword. Until then, while he retains that inate skill of his, he doesn’t have the memories or more specific knowledge of his skills or role. He also doesn’t remember them all at once, they sort of come and go and if he concentrates, he can remember more specific details. It’s more like the memories are etched into his bones. Muscle memory from countless lives directing his blade and the ability to predict an enemy’s movements. I think it would be too much to remember each life so it’s more that he knows of them and vaguely what happened and his role, as well as Zelda’s and Ganon’s, in them. 

ENFP

brazilian

97 liner, april 17th

aries sun, virgo moon & capricorn rising

psychology major

ot7 stan but yoongi is my soulmate and tae is my bf

Link got: The Chariot

You! get! shit! done! You’re determined and action-oriented, focused and persistent. Underneath your aggressive spirit, however, you’re also fiercely caring — and can be a protective force to be reckoned with if anyone crosses the people you care about.

Vaughn got: The Moon

You’re deeply creative and intuitive, and many people find you mysterious. You can be manipulative and have a dark side that you’re good at hiding, and maybe have a few skeletons in your closet. That said, there’s a distinct dreamlike quality about you — some might even say psychic.

Felicity got: The Empress

You are a nurturer — and *probably* find yourself as the mom friend of your group. Generous and genuine, you are someone whom other people can always rely on to make them feel better. You can be empathetic to a fault, though, so be careful that you’re not putting other people’s needs before your own.

After the fall of Ganondorf and the sealing of evil, Link returned the Master Sword to its pedestal, locking away the path between eras. He stood alone in the Temple of Time, a hero with no fanfare, no audience, and no place in the future he had saved.

Zelda, heavy with the weight of her own role, sent him back—back to a time before the ruin, before destiny demanded his sword. The world was safe. His purpose fulfilled. And yet, in the silence that followed, he found himself unneeded. A ghost of a forgotten timeline.

So he left the bustling streets of Castle Town and rode Epona through the open fields toward the only place that had ever felt like home.

Lon Lon Ranch.

Malon greeted him with the same warm smile she’d worn since childhood, though her eyes lingered longer on his worn tunic, the haunted look in his eyes. She didn’t ask where he’d been. She didn’t have to.

He stayed. First as a guest. Then as a worker. Then… something more.

The world turned.

Stories of the Hero of Time faded. The people of Hyrule spoke of the sages, of the Princess of Destiny, of ancient evils locked away, but not the boy in green who had wielded the blade of evil’s bane. His name was never written in books. Statues were never carved. He became a myth within a myth, and then… nothing.

But at the ranch, he lived. He and Malon wed beneath the old tree near the stables, Epona watching from the fence like a guardian spirit. There were no royal guests, no celebrations, just laughter, soft music, and vows exchanged in the twilight.

They had children. A boy first, then a girl. He taught them how to ride, how to track the stars, how to listen to the wind. And when they asked about the sword in the barn rafters, he only said, "It’s a reminder."

Of what, they asked.

He just smiled.

But sometimes, late at night, he’d take out the Ocarina of Time and play a song no one remembered anymore. Just him, and the night, and the ghosts of a life no one knew he lived.