#…making me wanna draw zelda again…

[ganondoodle]

"to even give people the mere chance of starting to understand how you feel about this character and this story you made up around them you have to actually draw that comic, you are at chapter 2, even just the rough draft for it took you a year despite your best efforts on being faster"

[kyurochurro]

exploring the woods with some little buddies!!🌿

[aeriona]

vjfkeososodf why is drawing human faces so HARD-

I wanna make more Zelda fanart but the funky cephalopod people are SO MUCH EASIER to draw! Goddamn humans and our stupid flat faces, literally impossible to draw without looking weird. Hate it so much.

[opennwindows]

If you can, could I request BEN Drowned fluff / smut headcanons like about himself, with his headcanon age, hobbies, facts, what he is into or would like & want in a relationship, and what he would be like with a gamer girlfriend/ s/o?

If ya taking requests rn still?✨😇😊💖

Ben Drowned general + NSFW hcs

A/N: yes!! absolutely. i love getting to talk about how the pastas do their pastaing in my mind. i have so many headcanons for everyone that im excited to share!! also sorry i forgot to include the gamer gf part but i don't think it would change a lot of what i wrote!!

btw sorry for fucking dying i have been busy 😭😭 but no one worry i will still continue to work on requests!! if anyone has any marble hornets stuff they wanna request i will zoom you to the front of the queue so fucking quick. anyways enough of me yapping.

cw: 18+ nsfw, toxic relationships, crying kink,

GENERAL

ben is mentally and physically 22, but he can be quite emotionally immature at times. when he died he never stopped growing and maturing, his soul was just stuck in limbo. think like the worst waiting room ever.

he's surprisingly tall, standing at about 5'9. he's lanky but not bone thin. could easily get pretty far in a fight without his ghost powers.

the link costume only appears when he’s in his ghost form. so for example, when he’s messing with someone on their computer he’ll appear as the canon BEN we’re most familiar with. when he’s just chilling in his physical body, he mostly wears beat up hoodies and sweatpants.

contrary to popular belief, ben's not the hardcore gamer everyone thinks he is. sure, he'll play some overwatch or whatever when he's bored but he honestly just prefers to watch tv and browse the internet. understandably REFUSES to play any zelda games. if you were trapped in a video game for decades would you ever wanna touch it again? exactly.

ben loves to draw little comics and troll (see: horrifically traumatize) people online. god forbid you get into twitter beef with this man because he will crawl through your monitor at 3am and leave you with a crippling fear of technology. dude thinks it's absolutely hilarious. a true knee slapper.

lowkey has a sugar addiction. will slam down 4 cans of pepsi in one sitting. he's very lucky that he's basically a ghost because the kidney stones would be plentiful.

ROMANTIC

you know that guy with the blown out speakers in his car, lives off of energy drinks and burnt blue razz ice elfbars, swears aphex twin is the modern mozart and works on the grill at your local wendy’s? yeah thats ben. or at least would be him if he was still human.

“why would you need a chair, my lap is literally right here babe.”

would absolutely wear your skin if given the opportunity. not in a weird way. he’s just EXTREMELY touchy.

he needs someone who is significantly more organized and motivated than him. he can go almost a week without showering and it should honestly be considered biological warfare when he tries to smother you with affection during these episodes.

after awhile of you guys dating he LOVES the idea of y’all showering together. he has a fear of water and while showers aren’t too much of a trigger, your presence helps ease his anxiety.

favorite pet names: bro, dude, dawg, babe, bitch (non derogatory)

not really a romantic but he tries his best. a perfect date for him is just getting some takeout, watching youtube, talking about stupid shit and play fighting. if you want something more traditional or extravagant then he’ll oblige to make you happy but those types of dates make him feel quite suffocated and nervous. try to save those for special occasions.

now let’s talk about his problems because just like the other creeps he is ANGSTY.

he’s probably the most emotionally stable and healthiest of the group but he definitely still has his toxic traits, after all this man is a ghost that mentally tortures and kills his victims through manipulation.

ben would never ever get physical with his partner no matter how enraged he is but he absolutely is the type to do some mental damage when he gets carried away. ben drowned? more like ben gaslighted.

the type to say some shit that would keep you up for years and then kiss you the next morning like the argument never happened. he finds it easier to ignore problems than to actively talk and fix them. you’re gonna have to teach him some important communication skills or else you’ll grow to resent him after all the bottled up rage.

a bit too brutally honest and blunt for his own good so if you have thin skin the relationship would fall apart pretty quickly. he wants someone who can drag him twice as hard as he dragged you. bonus points if your insults are consistently funny as hell.

please watch anime with him and discuss it. he would propose on the spot, especially if you play with his hair.

pro player tip: if you want him to clean his disgusting room, help him and make it fun! he just needs a little push and motivation at times. and being around you makes him want to get his shit together.

big fan of late night make-out sessions. i’m talking like 45 minutes straight of just slobbering on each other’s faces with tongues down throats. if you don’t want his hands running over every inch of your body then you’ll probably have to chain him to the wall.

NSFW

okay. so he’s a little inexperienced with his hands. he’s just a slow learner. be vocal with him about what you like!!

ben's about 7inches and slightly skinnier than average but he will have you seeing stars in record time. the dick game is no joke. he tends to go fast and deep most times.

i can see him being a switch in the idgaf-as-long-as-i’m-fucking way. dude will go with the flow and will try mostly anything.

definitely one of the least aggressive pastas during sex. he has sadistic tendencies but he’s more of a edge/overstimulate you until you cry versus a beat the shit out of you and rip hair out of your scalp type. he’s pretty vanilla given his occupation.

despite his love of roasting the fuck out of you on a daily basis, the only words that come out of this man’s mouth is heavenly praise. he looks at you like you’re the most gorgeous being on the planet and he’ll let you know it.

he loves to whisper praises into your ear while you ride him.

he's more of a receiver than a giver when it comes to oral. he'll absolutely spend hours between your legs if given the chance but nothing beats the sight of you on your knees and teary eyed with his length in your mouth.

he can be a bit of a head pusher but just let him face-fuck you every now and then, hearing his loud moans will be worth it.

did i mention how much of a crying kink this man has? you guys could be on round three and if he stares at your teary eyed fucked-out face for longer than 10 seconds he'll immediately get hard again. you'll have to beg him to give your poor body a break.

he's also into choking but only if he's the one doing it. if you try to restrict his breathing he'll panic and the mood would get ruined.

[ravenslvt]

why does your best friend’s brother have to be so hot??

☆ suna rintarou x fem!reader (pt.2) ☆

cw: smut! shower sex, pet names, porn with feelings, oral m receiving, rough sex, tension.

pt.1 link pt.3 link pt.4 link

“hellooo? earth to ami?” you wave your hand in front of your friend’s face. she was laser focused on her switch, music blasting in her headphones as she plays the new zelda game. she gives you one glance “yeah?” she says, pausing the game and taking off one headphone.

“i’m gonna shower. where do you keep the towels?”

“hallway closet. if not, ask rintarou” she puts her earphone back in, zoning back into her game. you sigh, walking out of her room and into the hall. she took her video games seriously. you open the cabinet, eyes squinting for a towel to use. oh great, of course the best ones were on the top row. you huff.

“what’cha doin?” a low voice rumbles from behind you. you keep yourself from practically jumping out of your skin. “jesus, rintarou. stop sneaking up on me like that!” you smack his arm playfully. he just smiles. he loved your reactions to him.

he was shirtless, skin glistening in fresh sweat. it was clear he just got done with a workout. your eyes wander down his chest.

“where’s ami?” he asks, his voice a little quieter than usual. your eyes draw back to his, raising your brows. “playing games in her room… why?” you cross your arms over your chest, looking up at the taller man. he just reaches over you to grab a towel you were looking for. he smelled like a mix of his cologne and sweat, it was dizzying.

“i wanted the pink one…” you pout as he hands you the white towel. he shrugs, taking it for himself. “i’ll take this one then.” he grabs you the pink towel you wanted, a smile growing on your face. “and what do you mean by that?” you hug the fluffy towel to your chest, your eyes raking over his handsome features.

it had been three days since you and him had your moment in the kitchen. the marks on both of you almost completley faded by now. the only thing left of that night was the lingering memory of his touch.

he grabs your hand, leading you into the big hallway bathroom, shutting the door and locking it. you carefully place the pink towel down on the spacious counter, but rintarou had other ideas.

“c’mere” he grabs you by the waist, slamming his mouth into yours, leaning you against the sink. the bathroom echoed with your small noises of enjoyment.

“always so loud” he reluctantly pulls away, making you pout. he quickly turns on the shower to cover your noise. in a flash, his mouth is back on yours. your hands go to his bare chest, pressing against his hard muscles. he smiled at this.

the hot steam of the shower slowly filled the room, reminding you of what you even came in here to do. his hands reach for your top, you help him peel it off over your head. your own nervous hands reach at his workout shorts, pushing them down his hips to leave him in his boxers. fuck, he was hard already.

“don’t wanna make a mess again, c’mon.” you clench at the memory of him fucking you on the counter downstairs just a few nights ago. once you’re both stripped completely, he makes sure your towels are close to the shower as he steps into the hot pouring water. your arms cover your chest when you follow him in, a bit self conscious. he holds your elbow to help you get under the sprinkling water.

the water poured over his head, his hair slicked to his face. you admired how good he looked with the droplets falling down his face to his neck to his chest, all the way down to his hard cock and the trimmed brown hair surrounding it.

he held your face in his hands, studying you. it made your face flush.

“you’re so pretty” his thumb brushes over your bottom lip, dragging it down before letting it go.

“you’re prettier” you reply, looking up at him blissfully. he just chuckles.

“not a chance” he leans in for another kiss, this time a little more slow and heartfelt. it made your insides feel hot when his hands move down your body. you gasp softly as his hands palm your ass, bringing you closer to him. he slowly grinded his arousal into your thigh, making you whine. you just wanted him inside already.

he groans when you take his hard cock in your hand, gently rubbing your thumb up and down the slit before stroking him, making him hiss.

“can i? please rin.” you give him pleading eyes, begging to let you suck him off in the shower. he groans.

“i don’t wanna hurt your pretty knees, baby.” his large hands comfortably rub your hips. you just roll your eyes.

“i don’t care. just want it in my mouth.” you give him a peck on his lips, then his neck, then his chest. going all the way down to the base of his cock. you lower yourself on your knees, ignoring the sting of the hard floor against your sensitive skin.

you give his head small kitten licks, focusing on the tip where you know he was most sensitive. you slowly take him into your mouth, bobbing your head back and forth before taking him almost all the way in. he was just so big! your eyes watered when he hit the back of your mouth, using your small hand to wrap around the rest that wouldn’t fit.

“fuckk.” the back of his head hits the shower wall with a small thump, but he was more caught up in the pleasure of your mouth sucking him off. his hands grip your hair, making you moan around him. he curses at the vibration of your throat around him. you notice, softly humming to keep the rumble around him.

he had to hold himself back from grabbing your face and fucking your mouth, not wanting to hurt you. his hips stuttered as your mouth moved up and down his shaft, trying to copy what you've seen in videos.

your free hand reached down, rubbing your clit. you couldn’t help it, the view of him losing himself in your mouth was just too much for you to handle. you’d imagined this so many times, the taste of him. everything. you hollow your cheeks, trying to get him as deep as you could without choking.

“s-stop or i’m g-gonna cum, fuck!” he practically whines, his eyes on you. you were so wet just from his sounds. you just take him deeper, ignoring the burning ache in your jaw. you could taste the saltiness of his precum on your tongue, your fingers moving in rhythm on your clit.

it takes all of his willpower, but he pulls you off of him, groaning at the string of spit and precum dripping from your mouth. you frown. he just runs his hand through your wet hair, panting.

“i wanna finish with you, baby. i’ll let you taste me properly another time, yeah?” you nod as he pulls you back up on your feet, holding you so you don’t fall from your shakey knees.

he kisses you again. god, he could do this forever. his cock was still hard, red and raging from all the stimulation. it practically twitched at the thought of being inside you again when it brushes against your wet thigh.

he grabs your hips, slamming you against the cold shower wall with pure hunger on his mind. the sight of you touching yourself while sucking him off making him almost cum at the thought. he was utterly obsessed with you.

he starts to kiss down your jaw to your neck, starting to suck small marks into your skin.

“no marks!” you scold him. he just pouts, nuzzling his head into your neck. he understood why, but he just wished he could let everyone know you were his, though he’d never admit it.

he hesitently pulls back, hiking your leg to wrap around his hip. fuck. he couldn’t tell if you were more wet from the actual water from the shower or from his touch. it was mostly from him.

he lines himself up with your hole, his tip poking at your entrance. “you ready?” he asks, rubbing his cock between your folds, making you mewl.

“yes, please just put it- fuck!” you practically scream as he sinks himself into your needy pussy, holding back a loud groan himself. you felt even better than before. or maybe he just missed your cunt so much.

“shh. you’re almost louder than the shower…” he rasped out, holding onto your hips for dear life. he started moving, setting a mouth watering pace. the way his tip brushes your g spot with every deep thrust makes your head loll back onto the shower tile.

you couldn’t tell if it was the steam from the hot shower, or the way he was pounding into you that was making you so hazy. probably both.

you couldn’t control the little whimpers and moans coming from your mouth, thankful that the shower was loud enough to cover up your small sounds.

suddenly, there was a knock at the door and a call of your name.

“what is taking you so long?! i need to shower too girl!” ami yells from outside the door. your eyes widen, rintarou immediately covering his own mouth with his hand. he was still balls deep inside of you, trusts slowing down, but not stopping.

“s-sorry! just had to wait for the water to heat up!” you shout back, she just groans.

“whatever, i’ll just use the other shower.” you could hear her voice receding down the hall. you let out a breath you didn’t even realize you were holding in.

“we really need to find better places to fuck.” he comments, his pace quickening again.

“you’re the one who- f-fuck- dragged me in here.” you pant, your tits bouncing at the way he fucked you against the cool tile.

“don’t act like you didn’t want this. pussys practically sucking me in.” he adds.

“fuck” he mumbles, looking down at where you two met. the way you could see the buldge of his cock through your belly everytime he entered you. he placed his hand over it.

he lowers his mouth to your tits, taking one in his mouth, gently biting and sucking, making you moan. he switches between them until he’s satisfied, making you squeeze around him.

“so fucking hot.” he growls, holding onto your leg to bring it higher so he can fuck you even deeper. he was close, his cock pulsing inside of you.

“m’ cuming!” you cried out, holding onto his shoulders for support, nails digging into his skin. you rut your hips to meet his own thrusts in absolute bliss, vision getting blurry with tears as you clench around him, his dick fitting so perfectly inside of you, making you feel so fucking good.

“right there with you, baby. w-where can i-“ he starts, his pace stuttering. his brows were furrowed in concentration.

“inside rinn, please please please!” you begged, locking your leg around his hip to bring him deeper. he moans, his hot seed filling you to the fucking brim. your eyes squeeze shut at the feeling of his cock pumping cum inside of you.

he kisses you through your orgasms, swallowing all your moans along with his own. you pull away, dizzy with lust, panting heavily.

he pulls his cock out of you with a groan, the mixes of your release dripping down and washing away almost instantly in the water.

he kisses your cheek, soothing you. “let’s wash up, pretty girl.”

a/n: i’m so overwhelmed with all the support on this series!! i already have plans for the next part with a little more plot since this one was mostly smut! i do plan on basically every chapter having smut so don't worry y'all <3

masterlist

[the-moon-files]

YESSSSS I BEG GET INTO THE CULTURAL DIDFERENCES BETWEEN HYLIANS AND HUMANS 🙏🙏

...now ur just sweet talking me 🥰 /lh

Not years, well maybe 1 year-

but i have wanted to ramble desperately to smone, even the tumblr void if i had to, abt humans vs. hylians so much, esp with a guide reader or male reader bc whatdya know im into niche stuff that only u and like 2 other ppl like lmao ¯\(ツ)/¯

Anyway im so shocked, since ur like the third person to be interested in this and wanna hear abt it 🥺 🤲💌 here u go!! Hope u like it <333 👉👈

Sun: Masc!Reader (he/him)

Orbit: Humans are Not Hylians/Humans are Space Orcs AU, Headcanons-ish, long overall but each section is kinda short

Stars: Mostly worldbuilding! you've been warned, don't get mad me for not talking abt the boys too much✌️

Comets & Meteors: Content Warnings: mild cursing, mentions of private area/joke in the clothing headcanons, & Trigger Warnings: none known.

Please comment if I missed any. /gen

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just some quick headcanons bc tbh i haven't given it too much thought, and i feel like I've been able to somewhat get into it in other posts? or maybe im thinking of stuff i have in my drafts idk-

Imma make another list, so buckle up for the short ride lol

Courting periods/dating/marriage

individual/small groups society-based hylians v. large personal groups/large community society-based humans

simpler foods hylians v. complex food humans

clothing modesty/style/relationships with fashion

fighting styles/strategies

entertainment complexity/differences

and language

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1st one, not much yet, im also making a separate post bc someone else asked me to talk abt that more 🥺

(tysm for all the enthusiastic asks guys <33)

anyway, basically hylian courting is a lot shorter, think “lesbians with the uhaul” type of energy, like sort of the classical medieval “does thee wish to pursue marriage with this one?” ← how hylians ask u out for the first time lmao

if it helps, they do tend to get to know one another well, talking about morals/kids/life goals/preferred lifestyle/house/etc. pretty clearly and quickly, then using the in between time to sort of stew on that information

id say the total time is sort of something like 6 months? maybe 3/4 if they're really compatible

(so bc i love interpreting video game logic for real world building, I actually blame this on how fast Zelda/link get together in games despite having sometimes never met before that moment lol)

like i said, ill be posting about this later

2nd one!!

pretty basic, just saying we don't really see hylians in big groups, despite the organizations they form, like kingdoms/knights or on a more personal level, towns/families/etc.

(once again, in-game appearances/video game logic translated to real life to draw these conclusions)

like not only are family units pretty small, like nuclear family setup, with like 2 parents and 2 kids, or single parent 1 kid type of situation, but the towns or collections of these families arent very big either

hylians kind of use their government the way it was intended lmao?

like the villages and towns matter more for everyday decisions than the kingdom/royalty, like Zelda would esstientally just be the mayor of Castle Town for those constant decisions,

while occasionally is called on to make decisions like for several towns or like is a natural disaster happens

meanwhile humans are, in comparison, in Way Bigger groups, both on an organization scale, and a personal scale

like u have all these specific branches of government, whereas im sure the population difference doesn't help,

and on a personal level, humans can easily have like multiple parents, lots of siblings, and once u combine that with each parent having family too, and those families like to meet up? All together??

yeah, itd look insane to any hylians (who’s smaller extended family may just make up their own village and that's it)

3. I've touched on this

like the use of spices, syrups, seasonings, etc

but also the complexity of dishes too, like chilling cream and mixing it for awhile to make ice cream, or even just getting ordering a pizza,

that's a lot of processing, like making the dough from flour and other ingredients, to letting it rise, to making the tomato paste, making cheese, then combining those things with any other toppings, all into one dish??

i like to think that hylians have only just started to touch on actual complicated cooking processes (as in BOTW, where they sell flour and salt, so people besides Link/Wild must know what to do with it)

this has the advantage of impressing any hylian with what a “creative genius” you are lol

4. look im just a fan of medieval time periods Links

so i think its funny if the hylians are used to like 4/3 layers and ur over here like, “wym, if i take off my shirt there's nothing underneath?”

one of them gets bold enough to ask, “d-do you not. do you not have undergarments??”

you “just my boxers? like just to cover my di-”

also this makes its easy to seduce people here? LMAO

clothes are def higher quality, after all there's not as many artificial processes or materials interfering,

plus u usually get some sick embroidery on it too!!

5. so like i get it, Link is the main fighter in games

but like, the few times there is a war/army in loz games, there's rlly not a lot of strategy, beyond just finding the enemy and fighting

tho im partial to that hylians/most inhabitants of Hyrule abide by the “lets meet up either literally by inviting each other or just between our territories to fight”

with occasional guerilla warfare (by any means necessary/stealth/ambush attacks/strategy) that's only rlly used either by Demise/Ganon, or by the wilder individuals/races in games

or maybe even the more civilized fighters in an emergency

and so that means by this logic that all of the Chain use kind of wild techniques compared to their race/kingdom lmao

id imagine its not too surprising to also see “every fight is a bar fight if its for my life” from individual travelers, so im sure they're not viewed too crazy (esp when ppl know their the hero that constantly has to deal with guerilla warfare from Ganon)

but its be hilarious to watch the reactions of both the Links realizing they’re in a bigger group that should be using “proper” fighting strategies and seeing the general publics reaction to this absolutely feral, armed to the teeth, trained hylians with their equally wild human lol

LMAO everyone thinks ur the reason they started using the more brutal fighting methods bc ur human, ur a bad influence lol

(humans would use it primarily, esp after we converted to use that method in warfare a couple hundred years ago i think?)

changing course a bit, hylians tend to use weapons (to compensate for difference in strength compared to humans, and since they don't experience/get a lesser version of adrenaline)

while humans tend to equally rely on weapons and our body as a weapon (marital arts/basic self-defense)

6. this is mostly bc the hylians only rlly seem to have the basics of music, books/stories, theater, and art

i have, surprise surprise, another post abt how i think this came to be,

mostly based on how human curiosity is indomitable and insatiable and the endless force that has not yet met its immovable object.

or at least an immovable object they haven't at least poked a little, out of curiosity lol

like we went to space for that reason, we reach the most dangerous corners of our planet (deep underwater/volcanoes) out of sheer curiousity/for the sake of simple knowledge of the thing

so needless to say, curiosity can absolutely drive any field to its limits, including the arts, which is why we can have stained glass, or movies/tv shows, hell, the marvel that is Hatsune Miku lmao

(fully for entertainment, a projection of light and sound, what is essentially magical illusions but u did it hte hard way, to the hylians)

on a different entertainment related note, i don't know if the hylians would be super into sports, or not really at all? mostly bc they have to use their fighting/training against real threats, not the sort of “fake” threats that sports are

but on the other hand i could see people like knights wanting to use their abilities for something other than violence and fighting bc their life or their villages lives depended on it

bet the Links would enjoy it for those reasons especially, what with at least sumo wrestling being a sport or activity for them at some point in history, and practically beg u for any new games to play, or to ref their games, bc whewwww

im sure they could get pretty competitive lol

7. obviously, their mostly influenced by the Japanese language

id almost like to imagine a sort of, if not outright Japanese (like with earlier heroes like Sky) then a sort of English-Japanese hybrid further along the line

sort of like how English has German/Greek/Latin roots and therefore u can see what words or structure comes from where, or even how u can understand a fair amount of basic words when other languages share the same roots (english, pants = spanish, pantalones)

would make for some funny miscommunications

or even better, most hylians liking ur unique accent or the Links love to hear u talk bc of it lol

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well the fever has broken, i am now free of the sickness that made me hack this up geez

i hope u got some enjoyment out of these my beloved anon!! esp since u were so nice as to ask abt it <33

hope u guys have a great weekend, look out for some more posts, bc its been great to get some more asks in lately and very motivating,

not to mention i actually have time to write now that my siblings graduated/we’ve moved several states over 💀

so i have reliable internet now too! sheesh :’)

Peace out,

🌙

[caramel-catss]

trilogy (chapter 1: rabbit)

on ao3

word count: 26.5k

the first chapter of my links meet au

Three strangers, connected only by the triangle on their hands, join forces to save a dying world. Through hardship and healing, they will become family.

chapter art by @clowns0up-felix :)

(below is a snippet, the full is too long for tumblr lol)

Soft hands glide through Link’s hair. They untangle knots, picking out dirt and various pieces of grime. A warm, uncalloused palm brushes against Link’s cheek.

Even with closed eyes, Link knows who it is. She comes every night.

Link reaches out and grabs the retreating wrist. “Don’t go,” she murmurs.

A gentle hum pauses—one Link hadn’t even registered.

“I can’t stay,” Marin replies. She trails her finger around Link’s freckles, drawing constellations.

“I want you to.”

“I can’t.”

Link huffs; she’s always been the stubborn one, and Marin can’t win her out now. She doesn’t let go. Marin laughs, all chimes and Sea Lily bells. The free hand returns to Link’s hair.

Marin begins her song again. Link leans against the other’s lap, resting on her side. Her fingers drum a tempo for Marin’s melody.

In the distance, a voice calls. Link ignores it.

It calls again.

Marin says, “Your uncle wants you, Link.”

“Mm,” she replies.

The hands cease. “Link.”

“Don’t wanna.”

Marin gently flicks her. “You lazy girl… Come on.”

Link blinks her eyes open—only to catch Marin’s face before she goes—and meets a wooden wall. Shuffling footsteps sound behind her. She blinks.

“Link,” her uncle is saying. “It’s time to wake up.”

With her sword on her back and apples in her pouch, Link leaves Uncle’s house. She has a small list of chores: buy a red potion for Uncle, sell yesterday’s harvest, and get the Book of Mudora back from the Sage. 

Link fishes through her bag for an old plain blue ocarina. Zelda says that she’s insanely unorganized, but Link doesn’t care enough. She eventually finds it and calls for her bird, directing it to the Magic Shop. She haggles Maple down to 100 rupees—far better than she’s usually able to get—and sets off again for Kakariko.

Most of Uncle’s apples are reserved for cooking, making preserves, or just as snacks. The rest, Link is sent out to sell. They go for 15 rupees each, which isn’t much. The price is really a formality; Link’s more than rich from all her dungeon crawling, plus they’re on a royal pension.

The point is, they sell out quickly. Link’s there for less than twenty minutes before she’s brought down to her last three apples. She doesn’t mind all that much—anything that lets her leave Kakariko sooner. There’s been a lot of apologies over the past few years, but nothing can stop her nerves when she enters this place.

A figure comes into Link’s view. She straightens from where she was leaning against the weathercock (her makeshift stand). When she realizes who it is, though, she relaxes.

“Hey, Zel,” Link says.

Zelda huffs, not unkindly. She’s wearing a plain, tan dress. “Don’t announce me to the whole village.”

Link shrugs. “Want some apples?”

Her half-sister’s eyes flick to the three apples sitting on the weathercock. “Are those your last ones?”

“Yup.” Link nods. “Then I’m heading to the Sanctuary.”

“I’ll buy out your stock.” Zelda takes out three rupees, two red and one blue.

“Hey, thanks.”

Link starts to trade the items. Zelda says, too casually, “Can I walk with you? Over to the Sanctuary?”

“Mm.” Eyebrow raise. Zelda shakes her head, nothing urgent. “Sure.”

They take the eastern exit. Zelda sets a slow pace. Link fiddles with her medallions, curling the chain around her finger.

Zelda’s always been upfront—she speaks up soon as they’re out of earshot. “I had a dream last night.”

“Shocker.” Link is flicked on the ear.

“You know that’s not what I mean, idiot.”

She rolls her eyes. “Yeah, yeah. What happened?”

Zelda’s eyebrows furrow. “That’s the thing… I can’t make it out. The world around me wasn’t Hyrule, but… it felt so familiar.”

“Could be a different time,” Link suggests. “Or a neighboring country. Heard anything from Labrynna or Holodrum?”

“No, and I don’t think it’s either of them.” Zelda pauses for a second. “It’s… There was blood all around, but I couldn’t see it… like it had seeped into the ground itself.”

“An old battlefield.”

“Something like that.” They’re nearing the Sanctuary. “There was new growth on top of it… and the plants were reaching for me. That’s when I woke up.”

Link hums. “Weird, but doesn’t seem like a prophecy.”

“Except all my dreams are prophecies,” Zelda argues. She pinches the bridge of her nose. “Maybe I’m overthinking it, but I just… I don’t know. I worry.”

“It’ll be okay, Zel. I can and will fight, so if anything does happen—”

“That’s exactly it, though.” Zelda’s tone makes Link pause. “You’ve… It hasn’t been that long since you… you know. You’re my little sister. I don’t want you to be thrown back into that so soon.”

Link bites at her cheek. Oh, that’s what this is about. Ever she returned to Hyrule last year, Zelda’s fretted over her more and more.

“I’ll be fine,” Link mumbles. “I’m doing better now, anyway.”

“If you…” Zelda trails off. They stop at the Sanctuary door. “…Keep taking care of yourself, okay?”

Link nods. “Okay.”

Zelda bids her goodbye and peels off back towards the castle. Sneaking in, no doubt. Link showed her the way last year.

Before she enters, Link sighs. She knows Zelda only means well. And, sure, the past months have been… rough. But Link can still hold her own—if nothing else, during combat. She’s only a year younger than Zelda, too! She just… Whatever.

Link grumbles as she elbows the Sanctuary door open. She greets the Sage, who tells her to wait a moment while he gets the book. Fine by her. Link retreats to one of the pews, opting to lean against it instead of sitting in it.

She whistles a short tune while she waits. Or, tries to—Mamu’s song comes to her mind first, but it’s way too fast for her to whistle. Link gives up after a few moments and instead opts to pull some hair out of her face. She pauses.

The Triforce on her left hand is glowing. Glowing more than usual, that is. Streams of magic trail down her skin. It’s warm, dripping holy and golden.

“Shit,” Link mutters. Her mark flashes, and the world goes white.

(read the rest on ao3!)

[separatedleoau]

Hi I was jus wondering how do you decide which panel you animate.

Also why did you decided to animate this comic? For practice? Simply because you want it? For revenge?

Also do you have any tipp for starter animaters how to start animating what kind of animations should they start with.

Love the comic can't wait for more. Please be healthy (it's good for your health)

Sending lot of love with hugs (if you like hugs)

by vibe, mostly

This is animated kind of for practice, kind of just because I think is fun and intresting to mix comic and animation, and yeah I guess a bit of revange, if thats the right word on this case cause there was another comic I wanted to do this with and chickened out of it (maybe the correct for of it would be avenge?🤔)

Now let me go into story mode:

When I was starting this au I was just gonna do One's concept design and the one scene that got stuck in my head: him dropping down for his introduction, and that was it

So I thought "I could make this an animatic" and I started storyboarding it on my sketchbook and then went "wait this is too much work, I don't wanna do it.... I'm gonna make it a comic" but there was That Shot that I had in mind and so clearly and I wanted to see it in motion so bad

Animation in comics is something that has gotten stuck in my head for close to a decade, long ago (in a galaxy far far away) I saw these zelda comics by Zac Gorman

I think it was the first time I saw a comic animated, and I thought it was the coolest thing ever. Then I saw a gifset of the How to Train Your Dragon "Downed Dragon" scene with Hiccup walking on the forest and it was composed as a comic, but they were gifs of the movie, I think that's what settled it in my mind that I would want to tell a story that way at some point

But I didnt know how to animate or make comics

So I started practicing, one step at the time, I decided to start with making comics (I started drawing my httyd fic since it basically was already scripted, but I realized how complicated that was and gave up lmao)

I've used the putting some animation to comics before, in small forms and not that often, really, but I was practicing for that moment when I had a Big Story for me to tell in that medium. Thing I have now and I'm working on!

So I took on httyd comics again and used another au I had to practice long form comics and animation on comics with it. I realized at some point that I was biting more than I could chew and decided to tone it down and keep it to just comic, I would get the oportunity to practice animation-comic making at some other point

And so this au came in taking down my door

I used what I had storyboarded as thumbnails for the comic and decided to make some small bits with simple animation and That Shot fully animated frame by frame (the original idea I could never make it look good so I settled for something simpler, I still want to try and re-do that animation, not to change the comic, but just as a bonus mostly for myself)

So yeah

It's been for pratice when I finally get to do my original story (that I'm working on rn)

Just cause I want to cause it looks cools and I've been mening to do something like this for so long

And I'm avenging that first httyd comic I tried to do and kinda the current httyd comic cause I took out the animation of that one

As for tips for biginer animators?

I should say learn the animation principles since those are your bases, everyone hates doing the bouncing ball cause is boring but is actually a good start.

but honeslty? chose a guy and go nuts with it <- thats my tip of how to improve on anything art related, making fanart of httyd has gotten me this far

[casual-praxis]

Okay, so I've failed again.. I'm still poking this AU with a stick.

At some point while listening to J-pop at a volume not recommended for my tinnitus, I started to think about spiders, and that made me remember my FS x TftGS Vio wip.

So I started googling spiders, and that made me want to mess with this some more, and well--here we are lmao.

I like to think this is an in-between form, and Vio's actual demon form is much more eldritch horror and not very humanoid once you get up close.

I don't think I have the art skills to illustrate it, but I imagine he's unnaturally lanky, less skin or human features, more exoskeleton and doll-like joints. He doesn't have chelicerae, but his jaw does unhinge (tho this might change. I'm thinking maybe his ears would just stop being ears and wrap around his head to create chelicerae, since spiders don't have ears. Jaw still unhinges regardless).

If you wanna read more rambling about this design, feel free to peep below the cut. There's a few alternate versions of the drawing as well, since I'm so indecisive with colors lmao.

Rapid-fire details list because I like yapping, go!

+ Both Vio's partial demon form and full form have eight eyes in total. Four on the face, two on either shoulder, one on the chest, and one on his back right at the base of his neck. His main two eyes react like normal (though he can't blink in these forms despite having eyelids). All the others are constantly swiveling around erratically, and usually not in the same directions.

+ "A Violet Spider's Death Bloom" is technically his full name, shortened to Vio for human convenience. Demon's are weird. Most either have regular sounding names, like Jeff, or long ass titles like this. Shadow's isn't much better; Mr "Left Hand of the Shadowed Tyrant".

+ The whole spider theming came about from me associating bow strings with spider thread, so if you were confused, don't worry, it only barely makes sense anyhow. I've since put more thought into it, but I was kinda curious on how far I could push it before people started to think, "wait, this isn't Vio anymore!"

Spiders as a theme is also just something I personally think fits the way I view Vio as a character. When I think of spiders, I think of eyes. When I think of Vio, I also, for a weird reason, think of eyes.

In the manga, the main way I told anyone apart was usually from the eyes, though their tunics helped a lot too. Vio's eyes in particular stood out to me since, when not colored in, they look the most distinct from the others, with the lack of highlight and general abundance of white space.

There's also frequent close up's of his eyes in particular to show when he's emoting (or processing emotions), such as the "oh, Shadow Link" thing or the weird glance he gives Green before fake stabbing him. Just. The whole of chapter 8. Eyes.

Not to mention how often he shoots things there. And how observant he tends to be...it just fits, I think.

His role in this AU is more background character oriented, but he's still always aware of what's going on in town, generally speaking. He has a whole web of connections. Eyes everywhere. He knows of everyone, even if they don't know of him, until it's too late. :)

+ Counting his mechanical spider legs, he's got seven limbs in total. One was lost in the last confrontation Vio and Shadow had before Vio found the town. He often uses the extra appendages to quickly stab enemies before a fight even starts, or to climb up to higher places. The chain portion can alternate in length, becoming however long or short he needs them to be, but the actual leg parts cannot be changed. They do register pain, even if they're metal-like.

+ He's got doll-joints mostly to tie into the inorganic, mechanical vibe. They can be ripped off and reattached with minimal effort. Sometimes, he even does it on purpose to get the upper hand in a confrontation. Scarily enough, his movement speed does not decrease.

+ Like most monsters in the Zelda universe, his weak spot is very obvious and straight forward on how to damage. The gem in his chest cavity is fairly fragile, and directly tied to his soul, but despite this, he still walks around with it on open display. This is partially to lure others into thinking he's an easy target, while also being a bit of a power move.

+ He can make a web-like string from the tips of his fingers, but outside setting traps or eavesdropping via the vibrations, he doesn't utilize this very often. He probably could not make an actual spider's web, sadly.

I have many thoughts about what he gets up to while being a Background Character but I will save those for another time.

[neverchecking]

Hey again, thank you so much for the banana (haha) it was nice of you. And ever since we started talking about Wild and Sage, I couldn’t help but draw them. (Lowkey sorry, I couldn’t put much detail into them since I use a cheap app and it doesn’t like to do much, but I’m more of an traditional artist anyways, I’ll make a better one.) I want to join in on the “request train” but I’m not too creative with what I want like the others, but I’ll try.

So female reader had met both Wild and Sage but thought they were the same person. So she gets invited to their house and realizes.. twins… You can make it NSFW if you like, and you can use any kink that you would see fit… I’m not to good with kinks. But enjoy my drawing and have fun. 🍏

“Prepare for Trouble!”

“And make it Double~”

OMG THAT ART IS SO GOOD THE GERUDO FIT AHHAHHH NAD SAGE MY BELOVED LOOK AT HIM JUST WANNA MONCH ON HIS FACE softly and with love bc he deserves it.

So the way this is worded makes me think you wanted Poly, so I went with these two as poly. Even though they hate each other.

Remember. They are not in love with each other, as that is Linkcest and I Will Not write that, but they are in love with Reader. Thank you!

I love the team rocket bit, cracks me up-

I am monching my second apple and offer you 🍌 *to the Zelda tune when you find a chest* BA-NA-NA-NAAAAAAAA

I am so funny I swear

Yall can thank @fanfic-fairy-fountain bc that picture of Sage is absolutely SENDING ME- I cackle every time I think about it

Sage is TotK Link!

Smut so MDNI, 18+!

Smut CW: Double trouble, threesomes, AFAB reader!, they turn it into a competition.

A Tick

Could he honestly say that he was one hundred percent okay with the way things have played out?

...No.

He was still weighing his pros and cons actually. While he adored you and wanted to show you off to the world, he probably should've thought this through just a touch more.

But the fallen hero had a way of just getting under his skin. Like a tick. Staying there and eating away at him over and over again. It was infuriating. The competitive streak in him wouldn't let him just let this go. He had to prove to this...creature, to Wild, that he was better in every single way.

Every. Single. Way.

So he introduced you to him, against his better judgement. Just to rub it in his face. You were the light of his life and Wild deserved to know that Sage had won. Just this once he had beaten the odds, gave Hylia the middle finger, and had won you.

He did not account for Wild taking as great of an interest in you as he did.

Whenever Sage turned his back, there was that failure. He started off slow and timid, like prey poking at a snare trap, but soon grew cocky. What was once just handing you a single flower that they had found on the trail soon turned into Wild handing you a bouquet of flowers that he had obviously gone out of his way to get. What was once just offering you an apple or a handful of wild berries turned into hand-crafted snacks catered to your semi-specific tastes.

And thus the tick was back.

Only it had evolved. Feeding off of him and his actions, mannerisms tuning themselves to an echo of his own just to impress you. Which just would not stand.

You were his. Mind, body and soul, you belonged to Sage. You two had a house together, had talked about getting a pet, threw around the idea of marriage, had gotten as close as two individuals could get. He had felt the way your muscles moved under him as you clawed marks up and down his back. Had felt your teeth dig into his neck in a way to muffle your cries despite the fact that they were music to his ears. Had held you as your clenched and quivered around him, dripping onto his lap as your broke beneath his touch.

Sage just had to prove this to Wild.

Wild would never amount to what Sage was. Sage was just better. Faster, stronger, smarter, he had the failure beat in every way.

Including this way.

You were hanging onto his, arms locked around his neck, as your thighs shook from where he held them. He was standing, already nestled deep within you as he glowered down at Wild. Every second he wasted was another second you were left growing more and more nervous. You were already unsure about the idea, but agreed nonetheless. Because you were oh-so benevolent and oh-so kind. Perfect in every way.

Still, you pushed you face further into his neck, panting heavily against his ear. Your fingers clenched into fists against his neck before they released, knotting themselves in his hair. He could hear your silent plea all too clearly.

"Hurry up." He snapped, watching Wild flinch. What the hold up was, he had no idea. Wild just needed to get the fuck over it. "Hesitate any longer and I won't need to worry about showing you up."

Wild bristled, but remained silent for a second, coating his shaft in a clear oil before stepping behind you. His hands hesitated before landing on your hips. He stepped closer, fiddling with something Sage couldn't see before you were gasping. Your grip tightened and he immediately hushed you, cooing soft nothings into your ear.

People called him an asshole, a heartless lunatic, maybe even a rat bastard, which was probably all true, but he would be damned before he treated you as anything other than the divinity you were.

"Keep breathing, sun flower. You're doing so well." Sage hummed, rubbing his thumb up and down your thigh. Your entire body clenched, making him suck in a breath, before you were relaxing and Wild was lowly groaning behind you.

It was an uncomfortable feeling, feeling Wild so close-- something he never thought he'd have to put up with-- but he had a point to prove.

Sage was the first to move, gently pulling out and making both you and the Tick hiss before he was pushing back in. His whispers never stopped as he spilt praise after sweet praise, all for you.

"You're doing so well, my light. Taking us both like this? Truly impressive."

"Goddess-" Wild cursed, head falling to your shoulder as his bangs fell in front of his face.

He made it too easy sometimes. Sage smirked. "Gonna burst already, road rash?"

The nickname made the other growl under his breath, lip lifting in a snarl. "You wish, No-name."

Sage's movements went from a slow and languid pace to his hips suddenly snapping against yours. Your entire body jolted as you cried out, pulling at his hair. He gently cooed at you once more. "I'm sorry, I know. I'm sorry, princess." His attention turned to the other. "I can tell just by the look on your virgin face that you're practically bursting at the seams."

"Ha-ah-" Wild quivered behind you, knuckles turning white against your hips as he moved back an inch. "'doing just fine."

"Sure, you are." His rhythmic tempo picked up once more, only tempered by Wild slowly gaining confidence with his own thrusts. "Take one of her legs."

Wild did as told, freeing one of Sage's hands so it could move to thumb at your clit. You squeezed around them once more, making both males freeze as low groans growled out of their throats.

While he wanted to prove Wild wrong, so fucking badly, you came first. Your pleasure came before either of theirs. You were his goddess, and Sage made sure Wild understood that before letting him anywhere near you.

One look over your shoulder told Sage all he needed to know about the matter and where the Tick stood on it. His eyes blazed with a familiar lust, but not one driven by the want to see how far he could push. No, this was a need to feel you cry around him, coming undone as nothing but pleasure ran like fire in your veins.

For a parasite, Wild was a quick learner. Not as fast as he was, but fast enough, as his other hand took your other thigh from Sage, freeing both of his hands.

Sage knew your body, and he knew it well. He was able to play you like a fiddle and make you sing for him, doubly so now that you couldn't close your legs to keep him out.

Sage would never like Wild. Of this he was certain. However, there was a certain amount of respect he could lend to someone just as dedicated to treating you like the Goddess you were.

Just as long as he understood who had the upper hand.

And it wasn't a measly little tick.

[clockwise-works]

Hey. It's been a while.

So this might get long and wordy, and I've kinda been thinking this over a lot and if I even should make a post like this or just slowly "integrate" myself back for a lack of better terminology, but I think I'd rather just talk. And that is in part because I honestly just feel bad for the radio silence, you know? I mean I had someone send me an ask checking in on how I was doing, people messaging my discord, people were tagging me occasionally to show me cool stuff they made, like all these cool people still had me in mind even when I was practically non existent.

And while there is no real "obligation to respond" when it comes to fandom and stuff like this, I still don't think it'd be fair on my part to just pop right back up, act like everything was and is cool, all the while I possibly had people thinking there was something wrong or serious going on with me. Also, putting this here towards the start, if you end up reading this and in the last month or so made some art, writing, or anything else cool please go ahead and reblog it! I'm gonna try to go through as many peoples' profiles as I possibly can, but that's a lot of scrolling and I don't wanna miss stuff.

So, the break. What's going on.

Initially, I was just busy. My once work from home job had gotten an unexpected roadblock so to say in mid-October, and I had spent the rest of the remaining month searching for a place to rent, cleaning, and getting it up and running, all the while balancing my college classes. It was a lot, and so I just got busy. But then things slowed down, work and school finally started to settle into a comfortable pace again, and yet I still couldn't bring myself to log on. I couldn't fully explain it at first, but it dawned on me why after some time.

Simply put, I was unhappy with my creative endeavors in the last few months, and had begun to doubt myself and my "role" in this little corner of the internet. I would see my last couple art posts and would only feel disappointment. And I don't mean in a numbers game or engagement sense, I don't want anyone thinking, "oh had I only commented 1 more time then-" no. I want it to be absolutely clear it is nobodies fault but my own and that I have no intentions on quitting, nor that I do I not love or care for Zelda, Miphlink shit, and all my other passions anymore (no matter how little attention I give them in hindsight).

It's rather that I had developed a bad mentality towards my art in the last few months. I don't want to get into the specifics of it, but months ago there was some drama in the Miphlink "community" I was a part of, and while nothing serious or important came of it thankfully, it was still something that weighed heavy on my mind. Because there was the possibility that someone would quit their passion, that it was ruined for them, and being a part of it it was my fault.

So I felt like I had to prove my worth in a sense, make up for that potential loss, to give back to the community I was worried I had taken from. And so I pushed myself to release as much art as possible, to draw Link and Mipha doing unique and new things to offer something of worth to people. I pushed myself to the point I was rushing art pieces, I was cutting corners, I was settling for less when I envisioned so much more, just to get it out.

And this is no one's fault but my own. While yes, whatever happened months ago sucked, I still stand by my position and do not regret anything, but I alone am responsible for how my brain responded, for allowing myself to fall into a bad mentality when it came to my hobby, and I think it shows.

I don't care for notes in a numbers game way, I don't need to be the best of the best, but I do like it for seeing what people like and what people don't. And the last few art pieces didn't do well, and you know what? I see it. I believe people can tell when art is made with love and passion, it's why so often we hear the critique "this is soulless." And I feel like my art was very clearly not as good as it could be. It just lacked that feeling of passion, because I sacrificed quality and spirit for a fucking quick turn around. I felt my passion, my spark for this, my pride in my work to become something I was disappointed in.

This isn't a plea for attention or compliment fishing either, nor is this a complaint that I "don't get enough attention." I appreciate and love all that I've gotten in response, and it is already more than I ever envisioned getting. I don't want people to read this and think they need to leave me nice comments telling me how cool my shit is and all that, because I don't want people to feel like they HAVE to engage for my well being. Art is meant to be enjoyed, and that kind of pressure makes it hard for you to enjoy it.

Instead, this is a self evaluation, an outline for things I'm disappointed at myself for and hope to improve upon the coming new year, and an apology to those who possibly feared the worst from my silence, or felt as if i was ignoring them because I didn't care. I haven't figured it all out, I don't know what I want to do or how or when I'll do it, but I can't avoid this confrontation anymore. Somethings gotta change, and that starts with recognizing and working towards that change.

Thanks for reading, and sorry for it being so long.

[links-in-time]

Twilight Warriors - Chapter 4

Warriors takes the older members of the Chain to a tavern in his Castle Town. Wars doesn't have the best time.

Unfortunately because he's one of my favourite boys, Warriors is usually the target of my whump fics.

A bit of smutt at the beginning but it doesn't carry on in this one, though drinking is a theme and drugs are mentioned. Wars struggling with inner thoughts. (Sorry Link)

🔞

It was true the realities of having fun on the road, during this gruelling and sometimes infuriating journey, were often out of reach. Sky and Hyrule in particular often tried to boost morale in the evenings around the campfire. Sky would play his harp or Hyrule would suggest games of his own invention. However, more often than not the Chain were nursing wounds, struggling with sleepless nights, or generally feeling homesick. Others, struggled in different ways.

"I can't wait to get you into a real bed," Twilight huffed into Warriors ear, his fingers deep in Warriors ass.

"Mmm, fingering me in the woods not good enough for you now Rancher?!" Wars sighed.

His trembling fingers gripped the trunk of the tree as Twilight changed his angle.

"Oh fuck!" Wars uttered shakily.

"Cum for me my love, I wanna fuck you properly so bad!" Twi grunted, resting his head against Warriors shoulder as he pushed a third finger into his ass.

Wars' gasp caught in his throat as he came. His back arched as Twilight removed his fingers and wrapped his arms around his lover. Twi hugged Wars against himself and let out a long sigh.

"I guess patrol is over for tonight, I'm on first watch," Wars murmured.

He slowly untangled himself from Twilight and rearranged his clothing. Twi noticed Wars' scarf had disappeared from his neck and quickly set about searching for it. In the evening gloom the forest was cast in shadows. Though the faint glow of the campfire was still visible through the brush a short walk away. That was a rule they had established early in their relationship. No matter how badly they wished to be alone, they would never leave their brothers undefended or in danger. Keeping the glow of the campfire in sight kept them both reassured that if something were to happen, they would at least hear any shouts through the trees.

"Here you go Wars," said Twi, as he found and picked up Warriors scarf.

"Thanks."

Twi plucked off a dead leaf before Wars took the scarf and looped it once around his neck, fixing it in place again with his silver brooch.

"I know Zelda gave you the scarf, but did she give you that too?" Twi asked, pointing at the brooch on Warriors shoulder.

"No, it was a gift from my first commanding officer upon being named Captain. He said that whether I got the promotion because I was the hero or not, he said I deserved it on my own merits. This pin was his way of making sure I remembered that. Of reminding me that, even though, I am who I am, the hero isn't everything I am."

"Definitely not, you're an excellent lover too!" Twilight asserted, leaning in to peck Warriors cheek.

"Hmm, I guess you're a pretty good authority on that!" Wars chuckled.

"Course I am. And I don't know if it means anything to you, but I couldn't care less that you're a hero too. You're wonderful Link, I'd love you in any time, in any Hyrule." Twilight's voice dropped as he leaned in to kiss Wars again.

When Twi drew back Wars fixed him with a stare which captured his gaze.

"Do you really mean that?"

"Course I do. Why would I say somethin I don't mean?" Twi frowned, confused that Wars seemed to have misunderstood him.

"Sorry, I just... I'm still getting used to the idea of someone loving me for just being me." Wars replied, dropping his gaze slightly.

"Don't apologise to me Link," Twi insisted, tilting Wars' chin up to look him in the eye again. "You can be whoever you want to be with me."

Wars lunged forwards and planted a passionate kiss to Twilight's lips. He pushed his tongue into Twi's mouth and moaned against him. Instead of drawing away, Wars pressed his forehead against Twilight's.

"Thank you Link," Wars whispered.

***

Castle Town in Warriors time was a sprawling metropolis, a far cry from the smaller towns and villages the rest of the Chain was used to. But Wars had his favourite parts of town. The quieter corners, places where knights rarely went and where the locals always had a smile and a 'goodeven' Sir', to bestow.

Once he'd settled the chain at an Inn they had visited before, Wars suggested that he and Twilight go out for a drink. Unfortunately they were overheard by Sky and Wild who expressed their desire to join them. Wild invited Legend and Time, who instructed Hyrule to stay at the Inn and keep an eye on Four and Wind.

Four made his feelings about being told to stay with the other youngsters well known, before stalking off towards his room.

"I'll give everyone's gear a look over," he remarked. "Since you philistines always neglect your weapons!"

"Hey!" Sky retorted, gripping the Master Sword a little tighter before he passed it over to Four. "Take that back."

"Sorry Chosen, I know you love Fi. I was talking about the others, mostly!"

After making sure Legend had left all of his weapons at the Inn, Wars lead the way to one of his favourite haunts. A small tavern on a side street just off one of the main boulevards. He noted there were a few more soldiers on the streets these days. Not on duty or patrolling the city, just men on leave from the army. He hoped the tavern wouldn't be too crowded.

Time's imposing figure and probably the markings on his face, cut the group a path to the bar. Where a middle aged couple of women stood serving drinks. One smiled at Time as he announced he'd be paying for the first round of drinks for himself and his friends.

Sky and Legend found a darts board on a wall near the bar, and set about challenging two locals to a match. Time sat with Twilight at a table in the corner in deep conversation. Wild, meanwhile, was talking with the barmaids about their menu. Wars therefore found himself alone at the bar, tankard of ale in his hand and a cheerful smile on his face. He'd decided to leave his scarf and armour at the Inn. He hated it when his scarf got dirty needlessly, and his armour was a nuisance unless it was necessary.

So when a young man with neatly cut chestnut hair sat down at the bar beside Wars, he was a little glad of the company.

"Evening," he sighed, as he gestured for a drink to the barmaid. "You on leave too? Or have you got out of the army altogether? Several of my brothers have gone back to their farms and families all over Hyrule."

"Not you though..?" Wars asked, raising an eyebrow as he glanced over his new drinking companion. Leaving a gap for him to fill in his name.

"Ross. And nah, city life for me, always has been. What about you, you don't look like the type to run off into the countryside!" The man remarked, taking his ale from the barmaid with a greatful nod and passing over handful of rupies in return.

"I'm torn, I grew up here in Castle Town, but I'm fond of life on the road too," Wars replied, taking a sip of his ale.

"Hmm, you here with anyone friend?"

"My brothers are, around. Somewhere."

Wars turned his gaze around the room, finding most of his friends where he last saw them. Time and Twilight somehow huddled closer than before.

"So not out on a date then?" The young man reiterated, quirking an eyebrow. "On the pull maybe. Handsome guy like you must have to fight them off with a stick! If you don't mind me saying so. I don't wanna pry too much."

"No, I'm not really looking for anyone. Sorry." Wars replied.

He gave the man an apologetic smile before turning his body away from him and returning his attention to his drink. Wars hoped that he might be left alone to enjoy the rest of his night in peace. That was not to be the case however.

"I'm sorry mate, look, let me buy you another drink," the man insisted, waving the barmaid over again.

He insisted on buying another round for the two of them and stopped asking intrusive questions. After Ross passed Wars his fresh tankard, their talk turned back to the war and the places they had served. It was clear to Wars that either his companion didn't know who he was, or was doing a good job of pretending he didn't. But in some ways it was nice to talk to someone about the war who had actually been there. As much as he loved all his brothers, their experiences were very different to his.

As he neared the bottom of his fresh pint Wars found himself smiling. He was getting to like his new friend, he'd even forgotten why he'd tried to turn him away earlier.

"... and then I told him, you can make me do as many pushups as you like Sir, but I'm not scrubbing the bogs!"

Wars' laugh rang out around the tavern, startling those nearby. His companion laughed along with him, reveling in Wars' mirth. He placed a firm hand on Warriors shoulder, squeezing gently. Wars found the contact both comforting and foreign. But something else still felt off. His memory was growing ever more hazy. He knew he had come to the tavern with someone, most likely his brother's. But he couldn't remember what had happened to them. Why weren't they with him. Why was he with this stranger?

"You have a gorgeous laugh my friend," Ross observed, before downing the last of his pint.

"It's been a long time since I've been able to relax and laugh," Wars sighed, those gaps in his memory still niggling at him.

"How about you come back to my place with me, I could help you relax some more?"

Wars' groggy mind quite liked the sound of that idea. Relaxing was a hard thing to do with so many adolescent men around all the time. His usually logical brain should have told him to question being taken somewhere he didn't know. But that part of Warriors brain had been switched off. He didn't know how, but he wasn't worrying about it just then.

"Come on, I've got Gerudo whiskey I've been saving for a memorable occasion," Ross added.

The hand on Warriors shoulder slipped down his back and onto his upper thigh. Wars' breathing hitched and he hiccuped as the hand moved closer and closer to his crotch. The touch brought a little of his mind back to itself and Wars gasped.

"I er...! I'm not sure we should... Please, I think..."

"Shh, don't think. Just come with me," he insisted, leveling his face close to Wars' so he could feel his breath.

Warriors shook his head, which felt dizzy and his head protested the motion. How had he got so drunk so quickly? He'd only had two pints. Wars was many things but he knew he wasn't a lightweight. He tilted his tankard to stare into it's depths. Wars frowned at the residue of some kind of powder at the bottom. His stomach turned.

"What did you put in my drink?" He asked, trying to sound firm but slurring his words. Though he managed to add a little volume.

"I just want you to relax babe." The man insisted, as he rubbed at Warriors thigh.

"Wars!" Twilight practically growled, suddenly very close by. "Are you okay?"

Twilight had cottoned onto Warriors distress and quickly wove his way across the room to his side. He had a hand on Warriors shoulder as he stared daggers at the man sitting beside him.

"Who are you?" Asked the stranger.

"My brothers call me Twilight. My brother Warriors here asked you a question, and I didn't much like your answer. So I'm gonna ask you again, did you put something in his drink?"

With Twilight glaring fixedly at him, Twi expected the man to back down, maybe even apologise and make a quick exit. That would have been the smart thing to do. The right thing. But Twilight was quickly going to learn, this man was neither smart, nor good.

"I just wanted to help him relax, he seemed like he could do with having some fun. It's all good my friend. Now do us a favour and let us get back to our conversation."

"That, was not the smartest thing you could have said just then," Legend remarked, as he appeared at Twilight's right side.

"Alright kid back off, the grownups are trying to have a conversation here."

Legend was about to let a flurry of curse words fly from his mouth that would even put their sailor to shame. But Twilight intervened before he got the chance. In one punch he connected with the man's jaw, knocking Ross from his stool and sending him sprawling across the floor of the tavern.

Table legs scraped across the floor and somewhere someone dropped a glass, smashing it. Silence descended as did a thick tension. No one moved, except the man who was trying to get his feet back under himself, while rubbing at his jaw.

"I'd stay down if I were you," Twilight warned, his voice hard and set as he fought against the urge to hit the man again.

"Twi, what's going on?" Wars asked in a small confused voice.

"Twilight's just teaching this low life some manners Captain," Legend replied nonchalantly, as he stood over the man on the ground.

"Hey now!" One of the women behind the bar exclaimed. "We don't want any trouble in here. You take your business outside or we'll be calling the guards." She warned.

"Wait, did you call him Captain?" The man asked, leaning against the bar in order to haul himself to his feet.

"Captain!" Wars hiccuped, giving everyone a little salute.

"Fuck me!" The man sighed, wide eyed as he stared at Wars with this new revelation.

Before he could say another word, Time and Sky were behind him. Time's fist firmly curled around his collar, as he began yanking him unceremoniously towards the door.

"That's definitely not going to happen. Now I'd keep your moth shut from now on if you know what's good for you," Time grunted, pushing open the door of the tavern with Sky hot on his heels.

"Is he okay luv?" The other barkeep, who had been conversing with Wild asked.

"Asshole put something in his drink," Twi replied grufly. He turned Wars slightly to get a better look at his face.

Warriors eyes were droopy and he felt limp in Twilight's arms. It was difficult to judge weather Wars looked like he was about to throw up, or to fall asleep. Though of course both options were a possibility.

"He'll not be comin back in here again, mark my words!" The woman declared. "My wife's got a pretty good cure for this sort of thing though. Mary, can you grab the tonic. We've got a poor soul here who's having a rough night."

"Who's having a rough night?" Wars asked, looking around at the three boys who were still standing around him.

"It's okay Wars, Time and Sky are dealing with him," Wild assured him, though it didn't really answer Wars' question.

He shrugged and turned back to the bar where a softly smiling woman was handing him a shot glass filled with deep red liquid.

"Here, drink this up hun. It'll help clear your head. Then I suggest your friends help take you home."

"We'll make sure he's safe. Thank you ma'am," Legend insisted with a nod.

Wars stared dubiously at the drink, but after a little encouraging from Twilight, he downed it in one.

"Blagh!" He coughed, "tastes like someone mixed red potion with beetroot and tomato juice!"

"You're not far off," Mary chuckled. "How do you feel now?"

Wars thought hard about that. The holes in his memory had disappeared and the fog clouding his brain had dispersed a little. He still felt a little lightheaded and fuzzy around the edges. But mostly he just felt sad.

"Not great ma'am," was all he could say.

"Well, you seem coherent enough. Can you walk?"

Wars put that to the test and pushed himself off the bar stool. The others backed up to give him some space. Although he was wobbly he announced that, yes, he could walk just fine.

"Thank you for the tonic ma'am, what do I owe you?" Wars asked.

"Tisc, nothing luv. Call it my apology to you for that piece of scum and what he tried to pull. On our hero none the less."

"You know who I am?"

"Course I do luv, and if I'd seen what that piece of work was doin sooner, I'd have hit him harder than you friend here." She insisted. "You will look after him won't you?"

"You have my word miss," Twilight nodded, already looping an arm round Warriors back to support him.

"Well make sure he gets back safely," Wild added.

The four of them left the tavern in more subdued spirits than when they had entered. Wars swayed as he walked, leaning heavily on Twilight. Wild and Legend stayed close by, not that they were expecting more trouble, but they attempted to shield Wars from view of passers by as much as possible.

"You smell good Twi," Wars suddenly announced. "You smell like autumn and fresh hay," he elaborated.

Legend snickered and shot Twilight a questioning look. Twilight just shrugged and endeavoured to hold Wars up straighter.

"You smell like ale Cap," Twi responded. "So how about we get you washed up and into bed?"

"Are you gonna come with me?" He asked, not bothering to whisper.

Twilight's cheeks flushed, and he hoped that the dimly lit streets would help hide his embarrassment.

"We can share a room if you like Wars," Twi replied, trying to keep his voice impassive. "I'm sure the others won't mind."

"- like snuggling with you. Didn't like that man from before. He was rude," Wars pouted.

"That's not what I would have called him," Legend scoffed. "The fact that he tried to do that to you! I could have strangled him."

"I didn't think you cared so much about Warriors Lege," Wild remarked.

As they turned the corner the Inn finally came into view. Wars must have recognised where they were because he seemed to pick up the pace of their amble.

"Yeah well, I don't like it when people try to mess with my family. I can call him a self-aggrandizing prick all I want. But Hylia help anyone else who tries it on."

Wild and Twilight laughed at the hypocritical nature of the veteran, and Wars joined in, though he didn't know exactly what they were laughing at.

Before they reached the door to the Inn, Sky and Time appeared from a side street to their left.

"You boys alright?" Time asked with one of his characteristic frowns.

"Barkeep gave Wars some tonic but he's still not quite with it yet," Twi explained.

"What did you do with him?" Legend asked pointedly.

"Found some guards on duty and handed him over for disciplinary action. I mentioned Link's name and they practically fell over themselves offering to help." Time explained, hands on hips as he surveyed Warriors state.

"Nice that some people around here still respect their war hero!" Wild tutted.

"Shame you didn't teach the piece of filth a lesson yourselves," Legend scoffed.

"Who says we didn't," Sky remarked.

Legend noticed then that Sky was flexing and massaging his right hand. His dominant hand. His fighting hand. Perhaps the bastard had been taught a lesson after all.

None of them said anything more about the misadventure as they entered the Inn and peeled off to their rooms. Time asked Twi if he wanted any help with Wars, but Twilight insisted he had everything in hand. After bidding his predecessor goodnight, Twilight helped Warriors out of his clothes and boots. Then quickly helped to wash Wars' face. Twi sat Wars down on the edge of one of the two beds, then knelt down in front of him.

"You're frowning," Wars observed.

"Sorry, guess I'm still angry," he replied. Wet cloth in one hand, his other still curled in a fist.

Twilight stood up slowly and tossed the cloth onto the wash stand. He let out a long sigh before sitting beside Wars on the bed.

"Do you remember what happened?"

"Some guy put something in my ale, I think. It's a bit hazy."

"He drugged you Link, he wanted..." Twilight trailed off, unable to let himself finish the thought.

Twi dropped his head into his hands. He just couldn't bare it. Couldn't think about what might have happened if he hadn't noticed Warriors in distress sitting at that bar. He should have been more attentive. Shouldn't have let his guard down so much.

"Where is he?" Wars asked, he sounded exhausted.

"Who?"

"The guy from the tavern Twi. Where is he?"

"You don't have to worry about him. He's not going to bother you again, alright." Twilight insisted, wrapping an arm around Warriors shoulders.

"You didn't... He's not..." Wars paused, staring at him warily.

"What? Oh no, Time and Sky handed him to some guards who took him away. Well, not before they'd taught him a lesson of their own."

"That's not good Twi," Wars mumbled.

When Twi looked beside him, Wars was sat with his arms crossed, facing the other direction.

"He was a bad person Wars, a villain. He deserves to be punished for trying to hurt you."

"He was just a guy. A bad person yes, but hurting bad people doesn't make us good people Twi," Wars insisted. "I know what he did was very wrong and I'm greatful that you stopped him. But I didn't want him to get hurt for my sake. He was a soldier, like me. He lost people, like me. He was looking for some comfort and relief. Like me."

"Hey, look at me," Twilight said a little loudly.

He grasped Warriors shoulders and turned Wars to face him.

"Link, listen to me, you are not like him. He may have started off like you but he's chosen a different path. People like him think they can take what they want because they feel like they're owed it somehow. You don't owe people like that shit! Alright Link. Maybe Sky and Time took matters a little too far, but that's only because we care about you so much. Even Legend was about to kick that guys ass for you."

"Maybe I was too rude to him," Wars sniffed, and Twi could see the glint of tears in the corners of his eyes.

"What? He was being a jerk. Did you tell him you weren't interested?" Twi shook his head, not believing what Wars was getting at.

"Yeah," Wars shrugged. "Maybe I shouldn't have. Should have just let him fuck me."

A few tears slipped down Warriors cheek and he clutched his upper arms a little more tightly.

"What the fuck?!" Twilight stated, firmly turning Warriors head so he could look him dead in the eyes.

"Do you realise how messed up that sounds? You really think it would be better to just let some random stranger fuck you, than for you to upset them? Link, that's crazy talk. Not to mention, how do you think that makes me feel?!"

"I dunno," Wars sobbed, allowing his tears to flow freely as his shoulders shook.

"It makes me want to burn the whole world down and curse the gods for making you feel so worthless. For goddess sake Wars, I'd fight armies for you. I'd challenge the gods for you. To hear you say you don't care what people do to you, it breaks my heart."

"Never been more than just a pretty face and good with a sword," Wars uttered, wiping his nose on the back of his hand.

"That's not true and you know it. You are worth all the love in the world and more. You've fought and bled for your country and you've done it all again without question. They don't deserve you Link. You may think you started out just like that guy, but you hold yourself to a much higher standard than people like that could only dream of reaching. I'm gonna say it over and over again until I get it through that thick skull of yours. You are more than just what people say you are."

"But..."

"But nothin." Twilight interrupted, placing a soft finger over Warriors lips. "I don't wanna argue about this anymore. You can think what you like about yourself but I stick by what I told ya before. I don't say things I don't mean. So trust me when I say, you need to believe in your own self worth. Believe that I can love you for who you are. Not just because you're good lookin or fun in bed. But because you have a good heart. Everything else is just a bonus."

When Twilight finished speaking, he pulled Wars into a tight embrace. Wrapping his arms around his lover and holding him tight against his chest. If he could have squeezed the self doubt out of Warriors he certainly would have tried. Twilight held Wars as he trembled and sobbed. Twi felt the front of his tunic grow wet with tears, but he couldn't have cared less.

Twi's crushing embrace helped to ground the part of Warriors mind that was still functioning. Twi was warm, and solid, and an anchor to Warriors in the raging storm of his emotions. This wasn't the first time he'd considered letting people have their way with him, no matter what he himself wanted. But at that moment he made a decision. It would be the last time.

Damn Cia and how she had sexualised and objectified him to an entire kingdom. The Hero had been propaganda for the army and the people. Eaten up and devoured by those for or against his envolvement. But now he was just Link. Still a servant of Hylia, loyal to his kingdom. But he was his own man and he was done playing the role he had created for himself.

Wars gently pulled himself out of Twilight's grasp and looked up into his face. Twi looked on the slightly manic side of concerned. His brow furrowed, his muscles tense. Wars stretched out a hand to stroke Twilight's cheek.

"You really are one of a kind Twi. I consider myself extremely lucky to be loved by you," Wars remarked, smiling softly

"Here I thought I was the lucky one."

Wars chuckled and leant forward to touch his forehead to Twilight's.

"Promise me one thing," Twi uttered.

"What?"

"Next time someone starts hitting on you, you make sure you introduce them to me first. And I'll tell them exactly where they can go!"

"Haha! If someone starts hitting on me, I'll tell them myself!"

< Chap 3 : Chap 5 >

[monsterfloofs]

For the ask thing, anything you are excited for lately? Can be anything at all!

(Recently I got excited for the new Zelda game and wondered if anything has got your brain buzzing with excitement as well.)

Thank you for reading and I hope you have the loveliest of lovely days! 💕🌷✨

Oh hi! That is so lovely to hear that you got a new game, I hope you enjoy playing it! ( ◜▿◝ ) That sounds like a fun time I wonder what the new mechanism is for this game! = O I know there is one game where people were building some insane looking stuff! XDDD

Oh gosh, for me aaaah hm! I can't really think of anything right now that I am excited for! o.o ) I do have a... number projects cooking on the mental griddle at the moment! (So many pancakes...) I have a secret project I have been apart of >:3c as well as, working on too many half baked story wips x-x ;; ) I start them and then I ramble off elsewhere aaaaaaa sjdjdjdsj there is one I want to finish because it was from my design a monster / story with emoji and I am really liking how it's turning out. I am trying to experiment and put more creativity into the prose itself, I also have a friend acting as a beta reader. (Which I have NEVER had before, but has been a fun experience!)

Putting a read more because I ramble!

Let's see... is there anything else I can think of...

I have books out from the library, but I have been reading other books instead. orz I relistened to an audio book that makes me laugh because of the how silly the characters are. I been laughing... AGAIN about this particular look in gothic fashion that I have deemed "Just rolled out of the coffin," where it's, as the name says, looks like a very groggy looking vampire who just woke up. So I am wrestling with myself to not throw more on my plate because gosh I really want to draw Lawrence in that. XD (I also wanna draw Lawrence in a t-shirt with the picture of Noseferatu flicking the lights from that one time in Spongebob but PPPPPFFF)

The same beta reader friend is trying to convince me to work on that story again and AAAAAA that story is... such a... double edged sword to me, personally. On one hand at the time of finishing it, it felt like it was the best story that I have ever written. On the other, HOW DO I CONTINUE THAT?!?! D: How do I keep making it that way? And then anxiety hit and I froze over and couldn't bring myself to continue it because the fear of... messing up. And not sure where to go forward and being afraid I would spoil the story if I did skdjdkdkekd

There's a lot of things I would like to work on. o-o ;; ) I really gotta find a way to organize myself better between art and writing and just, creating in general. That and trying to restablish my art on different art websites has been stressing me out lately. ;-; ) I deleted almost all of my art off of instagram... which was almost 550 pieces of art, drawings and doodles.And realizing that place held 5+ years of my art journey and I had just deleted it was... hard to take. Still kinda mourning that and trying to figure out how to pick up the pieces.

Ahah! Sorry! People chat to me and I chatter back... A lot =u= ;; ) Sorry for the paragraphs! I don't usually go on and on like this, I mean I do on tumbly, I don't really feel like I pop off like this much in person. It's kind of funny and amusing to me that once I am here I become such a chatterbox!

I guess all my buzzing thoughts need to go somewhere sjskdjdjs

Ah yes, exciting things, I have things that I could be excited for once they get a better level of polish... I told you about the life things. Uhh, wracking my brain, the last thing I was kinda excited for was that I splurged and bought a pajama set from a small creator that I really love. They have a lot of cute spooky patterns and things. And this piece was from their Valloween collection which had ghosts, hearts and bats on it. 👉👈 (I also bought the cardigan with the same pattern when it first came out because it was love at first bite-- I mean sight! x//D This is the place I splurge on when I want to treat myself to cute spooky clothes. Gosh I wish the plague doctor button up came back in bigger sizes again. ;3; )

[noname-nonartist]

List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for the last 10 people who reblogged something from you! get to know your mutuals and followers ♡

Ooooo!!! Hi CC!!! ^w^/

Thank you so much for the asks!!!

Hmm okay! So 5 things that makes me genuinely happy…. Okay! Let’s go!!!

1. Project Sekai!

Atm, it’s my current hyperfixations! An Shiraishi and Mizuki Akiyama has my heart and soullll!!!

2. Drawing!

Whenever I have the energy (and if I ended up liking the drawing enough to post it lol), I do enjoy drawing a lot! It’s like. One of the only hobby I have since childhood tbh lol~

3. My Past Hyperfixations!

This would include Marigolds by Colbub, Persona 5, Baldur’s Gate 3, Jujutsu Kaisen, Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild, Genshin Impact, Ace Attorney, One Piece, and Fire Emblem Awakening!

Of course there are a bunch of other things I got super hyperfixated about (heck, technically I always go back to Pokemon and Digimon since it was like my childhood), but these are the ones I remember being hyperfixated for monthsssss and so much so I would spend hours on ao3 reading fanfics of it!

(The expectation being marigolds since that’s technically an ao3 fic, A REALLY GOOD ONE, but I am in the discord server for that fic. :3c)

4. Cute Plushies (And I guess Merch of my Hyperfixations too lol)

Luckily I don’t really go on a spending spree… that often! (sometimes the AHDH impulse wins, don’t worry, my max is $150, and even then I don’t reach that limit, and I only do it at least every few months) O3O;

But I do occasionally enjoy getting a cute plushie at an arcade, in fact my bed has a good amount of them (mostly from my siblings winning them for me or giving it to me lol).

And now that I’m an adult (Oh god… I’m an adult), I do have a few Merch that I’ve bought! (A few of them were also gifts from friends and family)

The merch being about Jjk, Persona 5, Genshin Impact, Digimon, and Pokemon!

Watch me. I’ll soon get some for Project Sekai too!!! I just keep spending my Project Sekai indulgence savings on the costumes within the game lol. I’m responsible I swear!

5. Friends and Family!!!

I’ve been pretty lucky to have pretty good siblings. Of course, we didn’t always gotten along while growing up and we’re still not perfect, but I do really love them and really appreciate every thing they have done for me. :’3

And I really appreciate my friends too! Both online and in person too!!!

In person due to me being friends with them for so long, (and a few more recent ones too!) who I’ve always enjoyed being around with and makes my day better! ^w^/

And my online friends! While it’s some times hard for me to always DM them/interact with them due to real life stuff (sometimes I be reallly tired from work rippp X-X;), I always cherish our interactions and always wish you all the best days since you all deserve it!!!

Okay! That’s all now it’s time to tag! But since I’m super shy, I don’t wanna tag peeps who had reblogged my stuff. >x<;

So instead, I’ll just tag my online friends who had reblogged my posts in the past! That counts right? :Dc

Again, no pressure!!! ^w^/

@melodiclune (lol yep, ya count too~), @hxhhasmysoul, @himi-wiz, @tinyballerinadancer1, @sabrondabrainrot, @wrathofnature, @majycka, @olasketches, @thedemonreblogs, @blizzardream, @chocodajib

[torrentialstardust]

UMINEKO OCS: PUMPKINPOD AND CHERAKNID

Lots of words and doodles this week, not so much polished work. If you don't wanna read this all, totally understandable. This was very fun, though.

Pumpkinpod and Cheraknid are spirits from the Coven of Weavers, who create grand tapestries of possible futures, providing prophecies and warnings to those who will listen. Many witches call upon them to aid in their planning. In the context of a board game like Rokkenjima, they can weave possibilities for solutions by using the Blue Truth and the Orange.

The Orange Truth is a truth on par with the Blue, but is designed solely to deny it. By having a coloured truth present, it pressures others to come up with a solution that accounts for it. This is especially useful in games where the Game Master is reluctant to give out Red Truth, functioning as a reasoning aid.

Pumpkinpod (It/They) and Cheraknid (They/It) (named by our beloved @junepop45) are partners who originate from one singular spider: Gyorg, the Weaver of Fear. Pumpkinpod is more stoic, choosing to deny premises with the Orange, whereas Cheraknid is more energetic, determined to come up with the most outlandish reasoning to work around it. Neither of the two are male or female, but according to them, they are still opposite genders.

When the possibilities have been exhausted, Pumpkinpod removes its large cloak, showing its crimson red heart, and it is finally revealed which Orange Truths were in fact real. It is unknown if the Red Truth is something Pumpkinpod always possesses, or if it is attained through "real world" revelation. It's best to treat it as if both possibilities are true while it remains unclear.

This is my plushie I got from TeeTurtle after finishing my uni course: Gyorg! I named them after Spiders Georg, and that one Zelda boss "Gyorg". It's pronounced with a hard "G", rather than like "George" is pronounced. I came up with the idea for a stand-in Red Truth and even the furniture with opposite but still non-binary genders around game 4, when Beato wasn't using the Red so much. It's just taken me a while to draw out the ocs. Tbh I still think they could use more detail and paraphernalia. If you end up drawing them, do go wild with headcanonny accessories and designs.

I also took the time to draw my witchsona again, I love how imagining myself as her makes me feel. I actually managed to get a payment through for HRT this week! Once again, if anyone wants to help me cover the costs, comms are open. That stuff was... not cheap.

I'm still not sure what to do about the remaining drawings. I might wanna start on a couple plot sensitive drawings and try and get them done quickly, then move onto drawing people's OCs so if it rolls over into our Higurashi reading, it's not bad for newcomers. Anyhoo, I'm excited for the beginning of the end tonight! Much love as always to you all.

[nell0-0]

Hi Nell0 how are you? I could be better because the first time in my life I broke a bone and it had to be my foot. I was just doing my laundry and all of a sudden I fell. A doctor visit later yep it’s broken and it going to be 6 weeks until it’s good again. Sorry about the rant and also the other day I saw a Ingo is Kyruem fan art and my gosh I ended up remembering that AU you had! If it had continued I would be fighting the reality barrier to be there for him while also trying to get Emmet to come too! Well then I gotta go now but thx for reading! Also quick question. What LOZ game you tried to like but you couldn’t? For me personally I haven’t had that happen… yet! 🧚‍♀️

Hi again, anon!

Make sure to rest properly and then rehabilitate the foot for good propioception for it so you don't get more issues there shortly after! Keep in mind you'll lose some muscle mass in the area too, but that can be won back easily with simple exercises once the immobilization is over. Depending on the bone, maybe leaving it on a cast or such more than 3-4 weeks isn't the best though, there could be stiffness as a result and loss of range of movement (aka ROM).

Don't quote me on that, but uh, yeah. That. And there's also the part of doing a progression and not rushing the recovery once immobilization is over, you'll probably have to start with partial weight and not be able to walk normally right away (I explain myself so badly, sorry. As you probably know by now, English ain't my first language). I hope you recover nicely and don't have any issues!

But ANYWAYS.

The Kyurem Ingo stuff was so great to mess around with! I think I saw a drawing for another version of it not that long ago. Lowkey made me wanna continue my own, but TLOZ + LU still have me on a chokehold.

I haven't tried a TLOZ game that I haven't liked thus far, tho tbh I've been avoiding Zelda I & II for now. Haven't heard great things about the playability of Zelda II, lol.