Random Headcanon: Link’s androgyny isn’t just an artefact of the Zelda franchise’s art direction – and neither is it particularly unusual. Sexual dimorphism among Hylians is legitimately much lower than among real-world humans; if Link and Zelda swapped clothes, you’d never be able to tell who was the girl and who was the boy.
Consequently, Hylian society depends heavily on clothing to establish gender roles, to the extent that it’s a severe faux pas to question someone’s gender presentation. If they’re dressed like a girl, then they’re a girl – even if they were dressed like a boy yesterday. That’s why nobody ever remarks upon the fact that Zelda and her heroic alter-ego Sheik are different genders; it’d be gauche at best to bring it up.
Good post op
explains why i can be banned from gerudo town, change clothes in front of the guards, and then be welcomed with open arms
shit, this absolutely provides an explanation for it that isn’t just “lazy game mechanism” and is honestly such a solid demonstration of how people should approach genderfluidity.
doesn’t matter if the first time you met the person they presented as male, if they present as female now that means they’re a woman and they’re welcome into gerudo town no questions asked
Also, Link and Zelda 100% do swap places often and you can’t tell me otherwise.
“Princess Zelda, Ganon has made his way into the kingdom! What should we do?!”
I was reading this wonderful story and thought “wow remember that high-tier cutscene in Skyward Sword when Link pulled a giant rainbow butt fruit out of nowhere, spun around in a circle a couple times & threw it?”
im playin breath of the wild and checking out the newer DLC and one of the pieces of DLC equipment i could look for was on Satori Mountain, which was presumably named after the Satoru Iwata. on the mountain, there’s a beautiful pond with a single cherry blossom tree. it’s genuinely one of the most peaceful places in the game
i was getting all emotional because, of course, i miss Iwata. we all do.
so i plucked the chest outta the ground (buried in front of the tree), and it came back down, rolled into me, and smacked me in the face, which kind of snapped me out of the legit-i-almost-started-crying state of mind i was in.
it reminded me that Iwata, while we should respect him and honor what he gave to us while he was alive, will always want us to have fun. that was his goal in life, and i took that chest smacking me in the face as Iwata telling me “c’mon, buddy, buck up. there’s a beautiful, expansive world waiting for you to explore. dont waste your time crying here!”
i miss Iwata, and i think the best way to honor his legacy is to be happy and have fun with what he left us.
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