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A princess on the run, a missing hero, and the sword they share.

imposter syndrome

a @zelinktines story / rated T / during EoW / zelink

cw: language and violence

story beta-read by the amazing @mistresslrigtar

Updates weekly

chapter 26 “it’s yours” excerpt:

Link’s fingers on her chin gently held her in place as the shockwave ran through her. Her hands fisted at her sides, every nerve in her body blinking awake. She’d never been kissed before. Not like this. Kisses had always been chaste. Ceremonious. Lips pressed against the top of her glove or the high point of her cheek. Never on the lips. Never with such enthusiasm.

another zelinktines story by bahbahhh

yield

Summary: Zelda doesn't like a lot of things. She doesn't like her father’s rules. She doesn't like getting waterlogged in holy springs. She most definitely doesn't like her newly appointed knight. And she doesn't like to lose. So when she learns about Cucco, a game soldiers like to play in the barracks to get under each other's skin, a game in which Link is undefeated, she’s determined to come out victorious. Trouble is, Link doesn't like to lose, either. What could go wrong?  (What could go right?)

rated E for sexual content, language. I will update the tags in ao3 as I post. First few chapters are tamer (T/M rating), and I'll indicate in the notes when it's earned that explicit rating.

pre-calamity zelink

multichapter, for @zelinktines 2026 prompt "dare"

Chapter 12

Preview:

“Let me guess. Soft but firm grip?” Zelda asks, flexing her fingers.

Link wipes his chin slowly with his unoccupied hand, eyes dark beneath sweat slick bangs.

“And I just...wrap my hands around it? Near the top?”

“If that’s your inclination,” he says.

She narrows her eyes. “I seek your instruction. I want to do it properly.”

“And I want to assess your instincts.”

She draws her hands back and sets them on her hips. “What instincts? I’ve never done this before.”

“Will you quit being difficult and just take it?”

It took three years to convince Impa to start training her in combat. Three years of begging and pleading and relentless pestering until Impa finally conceded to the fact that if Zelda must live in shadow while they await Link’s return, it only made sense she learn to fight in it as well.

muscle memory - rated G - oneshot - 1645 words

excited to finally share my piece for the @silentprincesszine !!

Featuring gorgeous art by @cookiekappa

A brief glimpse into Zelda’s training with Impa while Link slept

another zelinktines story by bahbahhh

yield

Summary: Zelda doesn't like a lot of things. She doesn't like her father’s rules. She doesn't like getting waterlogged in holy springs. She most definitely doesn't like her newly appointed knight. And she doesn't like to lose. So when she learns about Cucco, a game soldiers like to play in the barracks to get under each other's skin, a game in which Link is undefeated, she’s determined to come out victorious. Trouble is, Link doesn't like to lose, either. What could go wrong?  (What could go right?)

rated E for sexual content, language. I will update the tags in ao3 as I post. First few chapters are tamer (T/M rating), and I'll indicate in the notes when it's earned that explicit rating.

pre-calamity zelink

multichapter, for @zelinktines 2026 prompt "dare"

Chapter 8

Preview:

Zelda’s spent the entire day oscillating like this. Spurning him. Analyzing him. It doesn’t help that he’s a walking ensemble of incendiary idiosyncrasies. Like how he hums when he’s lost in a task or a thought, or the deep, centering breaths he takes when he’s idle, or all the little sounds he makes in lieu of answering “sure”, or asking “what” like a normal person. Grunts with question marks and exclamation points and full stops. Every reluctant observation has become a data point that makes him all the more interesting, attractive, and difficult to repel.

In other words, not only is she incensed by Link’s presence, she’s magnetized to it.

another zelinktines story by bahbahhh

yield

Summary: Zelda doesn't like a lot of things. She doesn't like her father’s rules. She doesn't like getting waterlogged in holy springs. She most definitely doesn't like her newly appointed knight. And she doesn't like to lose. So when she learns about Cucco, a game soldiers like to play in the barracks to get under each other's skin, a game in which Link is undefeated, she’s determined to come out victorious. Trouble is, Link doesn't like to lose, either. What could go wrong?  (What could go right?)

rated E for sexual content, language. I will update the tags in ao3 as I post. First few chapters are tamer (T/M rating), and I'll indicate in the notes when it's earned that explicit rating.

pre-calamity zelink

multichapter, for @zelinktines 2026 prompt "dare"

Chapter 4

preview:

They haven’t spoken a word about what happened yesterday. Zelda didn’t even acknowledge the deep purple bruising settling into the hollows of his eyes. The healer recommended waiting a few days for the swelling to go down before they reset it, which made him feel less guilty about turning her down. With the way she’d been rolling around in his lap, he’s surprised he had the wherewithal to tell her no. Had the offer been extended while her breasts were dangling in front of his face, he probably would have let her do anything she wanted. 

another zelinktines story by bahbahhh

yield

Summary: Zelda doesn't like a lot of things. She doesn't like her father’s rules. She doesn't like getting waterlogged in holy springs. She most definitely doesn't like her newly appointed knight. And she doesn't like to lose. So when she learns about Cucco, a game soldiers like to play in the barracks to get under each other's skin, a game in which Link is undefeated, she’s determined to come out victorious. Trouble is, Link doesn't like to lose, either. What could go wrong?  (What could go right?)

rated E for sexual content, language. I will update the tags in ao3 as I post. First few chapters are tamer (T/M rating), and I'll indicate in the notes when it's earned that explicit rating.

pre-calamity zelink

multichapter, for @zelinktines 2026 prompt "dare"

Chapter 2

Preview:

This job was much more pleasant when she barely acknowledged his existence.

“If you’re aiming to create one of those uncomfortable situations required for the game, you are succeeding,” she finally says. 

Him? It’s a battle to smother his indignation. He shifts his weight between his feet and light sprays across the wall. Another reflection off the Master Sword’s hilt. Several bright flecks dot the princess’ body, highlighting the different articles of clothing that need to be removed in order for her to change. 

Something she apparently requires his assistance with. 

RULES: Post the last sentence you wrote (fanfic / original / anything) and tag as many people as there are words in the sentence.

Thanks for the tags @mistresslrigtar and @dubiiousfood !! Here is what I have, from the next of the depths:

Losing his arm had been a shock, but the loss of his gear was devastating.

another zelinktines story by bahbahhh

yield

Summary: Zelda doesn't like a lot of things. She doesn't like her father’s rules. She doesn't like getting waterlogged in holy springs. She most definitely doesn't like her newly appointed knight. And she doesn't like to lose. So when she learns about Cucco, a game soldiers like to play in the barracks to get under each other's skin, a game in which Link is undefeated, she’s determined to come out victorious. Trouble is, Link doesn't like to lose, either. What could go wrong?  (What could go right?)

rated E for sexual content, language. I will update the tags in ao3 as I post. First few chapters are tamer (T/M rating), and I'll indicate in the notes when it's earned that explicit rating.

pre-calamity zelink

multichapter, for @zelinktines 2026 prompt "dare"

Chapter 13

Preview:

“My, my, my, what do we have here?”

Link’s back is already to the window, careful to keep his movements slow and unbothered as he finishes tucking himself away despite the panic rising inside him and the lingering post-ecstasy wobble in his knees. There is nothing more damning than distress, and he can feel Revali’s gaze on the back of his skull like the tip of a knife.

“Revali!” Zelda replies, her voice pitched high and extra bright. “You’ve arrived!”

The Rito scoffs. “Was there any doubt?”

“No, I only meant—”

“That I’m late?”

“O-of course not. I—”

“Well, the other Champions may have the freedom to come running as soon as your father calls, but I’m extremely busy fortifying our presence in the skies as I am Hyrule’s only defense there.”