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Also i can’t find the post where i took it from...sorry ;-;

Hyrule's little soldier getting a hard training ;) FULL AT PILLOWFORT HERE: https://www.pillowfort.social/posts/4421987

The Calamity has been defeated, the people start to rebuild, the land starts to prosper. An awakened hero and a the victorious princess work to help the people of Hyrule, although it is common to not see them together...the exact circumstances that caused this are unknown

Around this same time, the Gerudo Guard enlists a new member, the Hylian who has assisted Chief Riju in taming Divine Beast Vah Naboris

As the princess works to connect the people of the kingdom, stories and epic tales begin to travel. Rito tell Zora of the fierce battle in the sky, a determined boy and a gruff warrior fighting and dodging death mid-air. Gorons brag to Sheikah of the rise of their strong and brave generations, a young Hylian lad helping a bold and heroic Goron youth to tackle the might of pure lava and stone.

Most of the stories add up, a blonde boy, a master of the blade, youthful in looks but experienced in survival. Indeed, the tales add up for the most part, except for one small detail.

Ask any Gerudo and they will boast of the cleverness of their leader, their Chief who used an ancient relic and the help of a Sheikah Slate wielding Hylian vai to best a mighty beast. Such a story might confuse a typical traveler, if a vai, a girl, had entered the Divine Beast, what had happened to the boy from the other stories? The courageous knight?

Link’s secret is aided by time, as it takes a while for news to travel across a post apocalyptic land. Though thankfully, and un-thankfully, things are made easier by the efforts of connection and unification by the freed princess. In no time, news spread of the Hylian vai, who’s victories over the desert were so amazing it had earned them a spot in the Gerudo Guard. 

Perhaps one day, Link’s a bit carefree, and doesn’t notice a lumbering crowd, Tourist and travelers alike, recognizing the tufts of blond hair and sky blue eyes.

Questions start to form, mild mannered shouts and whispers too. Link’s cheeks start to warm at the sudden attention and questions. 

The hero tries to ignore most of the questions, content in just living their life as a Gerudo guardsperson. It’s not like he has to explain himself, most of the other Gerudo here by now know the truth. Nonetheless, Zora, Hylian, and all races alike rush to pester the legendary knight. 

Are you truly a man? Why do the Gerudo allow you in? Why do *you* get to break the rules? Wait, were you pretending to be a boy? Are you a different hero? Are you even a knight? Etc, etc. Link’s heard it all before and shys away. 

Eventually, someone in the crowd snidely asks what exactly is in the hero’s pants...

Link suddenly stops in his tracks, and whips around with the speed of a gale. The hero doesn’t miss a beat, winking at the crowd with a seductive smile

Description:

Thank you, @mediocredetective for the prompt

Warning: Please, correct me if I’m wrong, but I believe there are none

Pairing: Revalink (Revali/Link)

A Little Reminder: If you like it, please, reblog it. It’d help me out a lot and I’d really appreciate it. 

When not relentlessly training, Revali had always enjoyed spending his precious alone moments watching snow. It always fell so gracefully, whether it be a gentle descend or a ruthless downpour. It fell to the ground in a way that memorized him, despite having been surrounded by snow his entire life.

It snowed in this very moment, as Link followed him back from the flight range. The sun was out and shining down in calming golden hues as the pair walked the long way. Neither wanted the day to end just yet.

Revali halted when he took note of Link’s absence by his side. He turned back and saw Link standing in silence with their eyes closed and head tilted upwards toward the skies. The snow fell, getting entrapped in their blond hair and settling onto their eyelashes. Some fell to their face but soon melted from the heat of their skin, leaving small droplets behind.

They blinked several times and turned to him with the hint of a smile on their face. With how at ease they seemed to be, Revali couldn’t stop himself from giving a small smile back as well, continuing to openly admire them. The smile slowly stretched across their face as they took notice of the Rito’s actions and tilted their head slightly while doing so. The view stole the oxygen right from his lungs.

Their smile, so small and so rare, barely showed off the strange off-white, squared bone Hylian’s used to eat. Despite their strange appearance the action made him look his age and like the kind spirit Mipha had described to him many moons ago when he was still trying to understand the silent knight. The rays of light from the sun behind them made them glow. It was otherworldly. The light made them look like a deity that could rival Hylia in beauty. They almost looked untouchable. Perhaps that is what caused Revali to take several steps towards them and bring his head up to their damp cheek, to prove that he could.

They blinked several times before closing their eyes once more and leaning their head in Revali’s hand. He brushed his fingers along their cheek. They were cold and flushed, redness covering them. However, the color seemed to spread when they leaned into Revali’s hand.

“Your feathers are soft,” they signed, eyes still closed.

It should be outlawed for them to say that. They would kill someone by doing it, specifically Revali who felt his heart stop before rapidly speeding up. He was incredibly thankful for the feathers that covered his body in those moments because if he didn’t have them not only would he be forced to face the cold but his face would surely give away how flushed he was.

They placed their hand on his and nuzzled their cheek in further. They looked up at him with their dark blue eyes and smiled. They removed their hand from his and started signing once more, “Have I caused the Great Revali to be speechless?”

“I am not speechless,” he told them, causing the smile etched across their lips to widen, seemingly in a teasing manner, as they placed their hand back on his and removed it from their cheek. They moved his hand so they could examine it, obviously having a mental debate in their mind. “I simply don’t understand what you would expect me to say to such an obvious statement. Rito pride ourselves on our feathers, it’s only natural that we would keep them as clean as possible therefore ensuring their softness.”

Link looked up and raised an eyebrow, a silent mockery almost, before turning their attention back to Revali’s feathers. He watched as they explored the feathers on his hands, tracing where his fingers where. After several moment they brought their hands up to his shoulders and then ran their hands down and proceeded to wrap their fingers around the spaces between his. They were holding his hand.

He found himself thanking Hylia once more for his feathers.

They looked up at him, eyes holding unasked questions. Revali answered them with a small nod of his head.

This was alright. In fact, he could find himself getting used to this. It was comforting, their hand in his. The feeling was new but not unwelcome. Dare he say, he was fond of it.

Merely seconds after he had finished processing his thoughts on the action he felt a jerk pull him towards Link. He then felt an odd pressure on his beak. He looked up just in time to see that Link had pressed their lips to it because they pulled away an instant later. A blush formed on their cheeks and Revali knew this one was not formed by the cold air around them or the contrast his feathers had to it.

He studied them for several seconds. He knew what the gesture meant in Hylian standards but he had no way to return the gesture that he oddly wanted to return. He thought on it as they took shy and unsure glances his way, their hands still in his due to the grip he refused to loosen.

Once having settled on an idea, he turned their head his way. They looked up, eyes wide and the hand still in his tightening around it. He placed his forehead against theirs and they froze.

He closed his eyes, allowing a moment of vulnerability. They were rigid for a second longer before they let out a sigh and wrapped their arms around his neck. He followed the action but instead his hands found their way to their torso.

-My Boyfriend 

-Friends in general

-Food

-Conventions

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