Tag: Week of Love

The Zelda fandom is no stranger to the concept of shipping, or romantically pairing characters with each other. The writers of each Zelda installment take no hesitation in providing possible “partners” for Link. In some instances, such as with Twilight Princess and Breath of the Wild, each Link has multiple potential mates. When a surplus like this occurs, fans who take part in shipping often divide into subgroups based upon whom they ship Link with. There begs a question, however, whether or not Link…

Zelda was a generally quiet and reserved girl, but one who would voice herself where it was important. She was the most recent reincarnation of the Goddess Hylia, linked to a line of the reincarnating Spirit of the Hero, which possessed her friend and hero, Link. To her dismay, Zelda had come to develop feelings for Link. When she thought about it, she realized they were probably rooted as far back as the time before the Great Calamity. A century…

While power, wisdom, and courage may be cornerstones of the Zelda series, there’s no denying that love is also ever-present. Love — whether it be plutonic, romantic, or otherwise — motivates characters throughout the series in myriad ways. Dozens of truly touching examples of affection exist in this series, begging the question, which of these bonds most exemplifies love? When I think of love there are three types that stand out as particularly admirable. First, a romantic pairing in which…

A part of her had known this day would come. It was destined to. And still, even knowing that… She was sad. Gone would be the days of walking amongst the woods; of laughing with the forest and exploring the leaves. There would be no more time to get lost and simply enjoy each other’s company. Everything was about to change. She had known the very first time that she had laid eyes on him that theirs was a friendship…

Dear diary, He came into the shop again. Why does he have to come here so often? Sometimes, it’s all I can do to stop myself from — It would be easier if he wasn’t so handsome… I wish I could speak to him as eloquently as I can to you: His deep, mysterious eyes enfold me, In the way I fantasize his arms would, The glittering blue gaze setting me free, I feel his silence is misunderstood. He can…

I’m not one to bring up my personal life in my work for Zelda Dungeon, but with this week being the Week of Love, I felt compelled to lift the curtain a bit on what goes on IRL. Last year, something pretty big happened for me: I got married! And as much as I love my new wife with all my heart, I must admit that she is very much not a gamer. She had only held a controller a…

When it comes to love, location can be just as important as the event itself! Taking your date to a five-star seafood restaurant is great, but what if your date is allergic to fish? Many an odd conversation would follow that, I’m sure. Perhaps even a night outside on the porch instead of in a warm bed! Nothing says you care quite like knowing the best place to romance your significant other. But that’s why we here at Zelda Dungeon…

 “What the hell happened in here?!” Fresh paint was splattered on the walls and spilled on the wooden floors in annoyingly vibrant shades of pinks, blues, turquoises and yellows. Little handprints had been left on nearly every surface in the small bedroom, and if Midna was being honest, it was like a bomb of paint had exploded. And the walls and floors weren’t the only things covered in paint. There, along with her godchild, was her lover, Queen Zelda. Pink…

The Sand Goddess and Demise The Sand Goddess strained against the chains which shackled her to the cold stone floor. She could not see her surroundings through the darkness, but she could feel the claustrophobic confines of her small prison. The air was thick — too thick to allow her to breathe freely. And so she suffocated, feeling the pain of death, over and over again. Yet, she could not die. She could not decide which was worse: this seemingly…

I am not one for romantic situations. In fact, the most romance I got growing up was from watching romantic comedies, which my mother would watch constantly. Every romcom featured the same romantic moments at the end of the third act; two people fall in love in a beautiful location, and everything goes wrong for the right reasons. That’s how I’ve always seen romance. You’re probably wondering what I’m trying to get at by mentioning all of this. Well, I…