This group is devoted to the pairing of Ghirahim and Link from The Legend Of Zelda: Skyward Sword. This is my first group, so I do hope it grows.
So here are my rules for the group. I'm a pretty lenient person (if I do say so myself) so there's no really strict rules but here we go:
1. Any artwork, as long as it features the pairing of Ghirahim and Link, will be accepted. It doesn't matter if it's graphic, as long as it has the proper warnings you're more than welcome to share the love.
2. It doesn't have to be Yaoi. If they're just friends or whatever, it doesn't matter. Anything is fine.
3. Because this group is all about the pairing of Ghirahim and Link (more romantically than anything), I do NOT want to see any hate towards the artists, watchers or group in general. If you don't like what you see, stop looking and go away or I will get rid of every hateful comment you post.
4. Please submit your art to the appropriate folder, just so when people browse they know where to find things. There's only three folders so far, and they're pretty self-explanatory. I won't hound you if you forget, but it just makes life easier c:
5. You don't have to contribute if you don't want to. I won't kick you out just for watching and admiring the art.
"Art" is for any art, such as drawings, paintings, etc. that do not have a mature filter.
"Fanfiction" is for any fanfics about our lovely boys, of all ratings. But please make sure you've filtered your fic properly.
"Mature Art" is for art (drawings, paintings, etc.) that do have a mature filter.
I'm not going to hound you if you forget and keep putting them into featured, every now and then I'll check up on the folders and re-arrange them if necessary. I've already taken the liberty of moving all the current art to their respective folders, so don't fret about those. But I'm removing the "Featured" widget, so if you forget to put them in the right folder you might not see it for a while unless you view the entire gallery.
Bittersweet dreams part 5I don't own the Legend of Zelda
The night air is cold and silent as Link and Zelda glide along the pitch black sky, guided only by the light strapped onto their borrowed loftwing's head. Link doesn't feel the cold at all, he just feels a great sense of urgency and determination. Zelda holds Link around the middle to stop her from falling off as he directs the bird towards Faron woods. They're both equipped with an iron practice sword and shield and Link's adventure pouch is filled with potions. They're prepared for anything.
They land as quietly as a ghost beside Lake Floria. Link pats the navy blue loftwing's head gratefully as they dismount. A cloud in front of the moon shifts, allowing the pale moon light to illuminate the vast, blue lake. Without a second thought Link dives in, fully clothed, and swims across the lake, he uses his water dragon scale to jump out of the water and lands beside the Ancient Cistern's entrance.
Zelda stands on the other side and looks at the water nervou
Remorse part 2I don't own the Legend of Zelda
Centuries passed. Time flowed rapidly like a river, ever changing, never still. Wars were fought, forests burned, towns built and heroes came and went; yet Ghirahim remained ignorant of all this, asleep in his mighty blade, long forgotten. His sleep was not a peaceful one, his spirit remained restless, it yearned to be awakened and wielded once more. Ivy snaked its way up the pedestal and curled around his handle. Wild foliage grew up around the clearing, but animals wouldn't dare approach it, sensing the evil presence there. So Ghirahim was alone, deprived of the company of a fellow life form. He seemed destined to stay this way for all eternity, until one day when a green clan boy happened to stumble across him.
Link had just returned the master sword to its rightful place in the Sacred Grove and had decided to go home for a well earned rest after his long adventure. However, he got lost very quickly. Nothing looked familiar to him in this maze of tree
Remorse part 1I don't own the Legend of Zelda
This was it. It was all over. Finally, he'd done it. He had killed the skychild. They'd won. There he layed, a crumpled heap, a lifeless corpse. His once bright blue eyes full of innocence and warmth, now stared upwards, cold and empty. His trade mark green tunic was smeared with the deep red of life called blood, that continued to pour from a large gash in his chest. His blond hair was now mingled with blood and dirt. Ghirahim jumped from the platform, which Link had been forced from moments before, and landed, cat like, at Link's feet. Cautiously, he walked around Link, inspecting his most recent prey. It wouldn't do for him to make a mistake, not now when he was so close. Satisfied that the skychild was indeed dead, he turned his attention towards the spirit maiden and finished the ritual. Nothing could stop him now.
Ghirahim should have been happy. He had everything he had ever wanted. He had achieved his goal, his master was revived and was taking o
NervesI don't own the Legend of Zelda
Link had been furiously fighting a losing battle against his tie for the last 10 minutes in front of his bedroom mirror. "Stupid thing! Why were these invented!" He cried out in anger as he admitted defeat.
"Because it's very entertaining to watch little boys like you attempt to tie them." Ghirahim said as he moved from the doorway where he had been watching and came to stand behind Link. "Here I'll do it for you." He clicked his fingers and Link's tie instantly tied itself properly.
"Why didn't you do that in the first place instead of waiting until I gave up?" Link asked, slightly annoyed with him.
Ghirahim laughed. "Because you never asked and besides, as I said it was fun to watch you struggle."
Link glared at him in the mirror. "Remind me again why I let you stay in my house last night?"
"Skychild, you know you love my presence here. I also knew that you would need someone to wake you up and to help you get ready. I'm here out of the kindness of my
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