#FanJoyJuly

[kikker-oma]

Fan Joy July - Day 1

For the every lovely @shearlin and her fic, A Piece of Heart ❤️

The last chapter nearly made me bawl like Legend is🥹 Please show Shearlin some love and read this wonderful fic!

[zolanort]

“New rule. No one pushes anyone into lava for any reason.” Time glared at the trio avoiding his gaze, “and that goes for you three especially. Just because your animations are funny doesn’t mean everyone else’s are too.”

Scene from The Consequences of Falling in Lava as a Videogame Character by @tachvintlogic

This one genuinely makes me laugh every time

[la-sera]

For @uniquevoidflowers

Fic: Plummeting (Fan Joy July day 16, my 11th pict for Fan Joy July)

This fic is very good!! Your fic makes me sad, but I also like it. Poor Legend. I immediately wanted to make this fanart after reading your fic.

When I first found out about LU, I might have read some of your fics. But I didn't know that your Ao3 name is different from your Tumblr. It turns out you were near me all this time^^

Thank you for sharing your great works!

[mischefous]

OOGHHHH- man this fic, this fic I come back to very often to re-read. especially chapter 2. When FanJoyJuly was announced I was like this one. this is the fic I wanna draw for.

the whump, the emotion, the recovery was so painful but so rewarding. everything that was described was so tangible. I could feel everything Four was experiencing in such heart-wrenching detail. I felt the unbridled fear of the Chain when they were helping him through everything. this is one of my top favorite fics in my little hoard that I love coming back to.

just be mindful of the tags in this fic. but give it a read! IT'S SO FREAKING GOOD! thank you to @cluelessmoose for this amazing fic💙

[ghosthoard]

“You’re my brother,” said Sky. “I trust you, I believe in you, I love you.”

My contribution to FanJoyJuly! I will never stop talking about this fic. Thank you for bringing this story into the world @alicewritingstories ❤️

I love the parallels between Warriors, Twilight, and Wild. The way the three of them help each other with similar issues. How Wild and Four’s reassuring Twilight and Time’s words helped Twilight reassure Warriors. Sky’s reassurance leading Warriors into opening up to Twilight. How what Warriors learned from the others leads to him helping Wild when Wild has the same worries.

Brilliant from the whole chain, excellent work. Absolutely beautiful writing.

[luna-loveboop]

@kikker-oma

Happy Fan Joy July, Oma!!!

Oma, thank you so so much for making Fan Joy July and sharing it with us! Our fandom, our artists, writers, readers, etc have loved seeing or taking part in this crazy challenge.

This is our gift to thank you- from artists all around who were affected by, or got gifts from, or took part in Fan Joy July. We all love you so much- so we made letters/art for this (Zelda themed!). Many said that they had already wanted to make/write you something, and this gave an opportunity.

One of the things I've loved about this month is how community/interaction centered you made it. The challenge was for yourself to make art each day (you absolute maniac /affectionate)- but then others joined. This July we saw or made art or fics with recommendations. Every day you made art for a writer with a scene from one of their fics, and inspired others to do the same, and writers even wrote every day for an artist based off an art piece they made! This led to a month of gift giving- everyone interacting and getting love for creating.

You truly led to a month of Joy for a lot of loz/lu fans- making the name "Fan Joy July" quite accurate

Thank you, Oma

Thank you for the gifts you gave all of us and the way you inspire others

Additional ramblings and art credits below the cut :P

I'm so grateful to all my artists who stepped up so we could do this when I asked- almost 36 hours and 19 artists. The art is like patchwork, with all these different styles, both traditional and digital put together. But that's exactly what happened- we all got drawn together, just like the other month-long challenges. It's so cool how art always connects people.

The artists who participated are @zolanort @la-sera @nancyheart11 @galenfeadraws @shade-pup-cub @arecaceae175 @isasan347 @ghosthoard @smilesrobotlover @unexpectedstormy @skyloftian-nutcase @knight-of-aether @uniquevoidflowers @jinxedruby @windwakingwhale @skyward-floored @xaeorian @blarefordaglare and me Thank you to all of you- You are all so cool and I'm glad! If I accidentally missed tagging or listing someone please let me know I'm so scared of if that happened djskdjdkd

There are letters based off of the colours/theme of each of the Lu boys- it's mainly Zelda and linkeduniverse themed... but we couldn't not have frogs for Oma! I did a frog, his name is Froggy and I'm very proud.

Here's a picture with a list of who did what-

Normally I would apologise for my handwriting, but you guys would just tell me it looks good anyways and honestly it does look good. :D Sorry for the ink splotches tho, and I hope you can read it.

We did this for you, Oma, because... well you are awesome /gen. You gave us the opportunity for a great month and we wanted to say thank you for all the joy you brought us so... thank you :)

Art :D

As for everyone who said they wanted to talk to Oma or other Fan Joy July artists who they loved sharing this month with... feel free to tag and share in the reblogs. Share the joy I guess- there's enough to go around :D

Happy Fan Joy July, Oma :))

[libr-0-cubicularist]

hey, hey. you. mhm. you. This is your sign to go read Stories We Share, Secrets We Keep by @bittirsweeteer

[blarefordaglare]

Fan Joy July day 6

This one’s by @cheatsylu

Link: https://www.tumblr.com/cheatsylu/747325585341218816/for-a-request-lu-triple-threat-i-bet-theyd-be?source=share

I really love the line art in this one and I feel it just fits the color palette in such an aesthetically pleasing way! The way you also added the details (Feathers, Hyrule’s soul leaving his body, Legend checking his pulse) was also very enjoyable to look at. Overall I really enjoyed this piece :)

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“Is everything okay in there?” Time’s voice made its way through the doorway, adding to the panic in the room. 

Hyrule could feel his soul leaving his body, the pain too much to bear. He could feel his nerves numbing from the hit, his muscles relaxing as he lay limp on the cool wooden floor. He stared blankly at the ceiling, questioning how his life choices came to this. He could feel the cold fingers of Legend on his wrist, checking if he was still alive.

He felt dead.

Death by pillow. 

“What have you done?” Legend’s voice was barely a mumble, a quiet number against the panic still buzzing in the room, “You killed him-“ He felt the faint heartbeat of the traveler, “Well close enough.” 

Wild could only stare at his hands. He never knew that he was that formidable, even more so compared to the heroes of his past-not that he knew that yet, “I didn’t know!” 

Legend could only facepalm as he watched Hyrule come back to the land of the living, “No more pillow fights with you,” he gave a tired glare at Wild, “Ever.”

“That’s fair.”

[arecaceae175]

For Want Of Rest: Ch. 2

FAN JOY JULY!!!!!

Fic Summary: Five times Sky falls asleep somewhere that isn’t a bed plus one time they all do. Or, Sky struggles to manage his disabilities, then the chain has a conversation about accessibility and accommodations.

Fan Joy July! Each chapter is inspired a few amazing art pieces of Sleepy Sky <3. There are plenty more chapters and art inspirations to come :D

Chapter Summary: Sky has a nightmare triggered by a storm. Wild and Wolfie help. 1.5k, angst and hurt/comfort.

Inspired by Sky sleeping with his sword by @la-sera and Group Cuddle by @cricketflour. Amazing art pieces by two amazing artists! Go give them some love and appreciation!!!

La-Sera's art is always incredible. I love the colors and the details in the expression. The shading in this piece is particularly cool.

As for cricketflour's piece, BLORBOS!! They look so peaceful and cozy. I love how much detail is shown in the black and white art piece, and I like how this one has the traditional art feel.

Warnings: descriptions of chronic pain and fatigue, nightmare, panic attack, Sky's shit self-esteem, minor Ghirahim creepiness

The stars were hidden behind a thick layer of dark clouds. 

Sky always thought the clouds below Skyloft looked like a thick, fluffy, comfortable blanket. He and Zelda used to daydream about laying on the clouds and feeling all of their aches and pains melt away on the softest bed imaginable. From the surface, clouds never looked quite the same. Sometimes they were fluffy like the ones he knew, but sometimes they were wispy or flat or dark and rumbling and coming for him like the ones in–

Sky shook his head. No. He wasn’t there. Demise was gone, Ghirahim was gone, there was no storm and there was no lightning. Even if there was, it wouldn’t hurt him anymore. He could go under a shelter far away from anything metal. He was safe.

Sky repeated the mantra like the lifeline it was. His grip around Fi’s sheath tightened and he cradled her against his chest. He could never manage to hide her away in a storm. He felt so much safer with the knowledge that he could redirect the lightning blast if it came for him. He would give nearly anything not to do so– his arm cried out in pain, phantom electricity cackling through his veins and the burning of his scars– but Sky knew he would stop at nothing to protect himself or his family. 

Crack. 

Sky flinched, eyes shooting to the clouds. They were the same as before. Sparks floated into his vision, and Sky realized the sound was a log falling in the fire. 

He let out a breath and closed his eyes, letting his aching neck fall backwards onto the tree. He forced his taut muscles to relax and breathed deeply with the wave of pain that coursed through them. 

With great effort, Sky forced his eyes open. His limbs and eyelids were heavy with fatigue. It was too dangerous to keep his eyes closed for more than a second, especially when his family was depending on him to keep them safe. 

Sky frowned and glanced at the clouds again. They obscured the moon, so Sky had no way of knowing how much time had passed. His instincts urged him to stay on watch and let the others sleep, but he knew he wouldn’t be able to stay awake much longer. His thoughts already felt like they were trudging through mud. It was better to wake the next watch than fall asleep on the job and let the other heroes down.

Again.

Just like I did with the curse.

Nope, Sky thought as he rubbed his eyes aggressively. That was enough of that thought spiral for tonight.

He put his sword down, shook out his arms, then scooted over to Wild.

"Wild," Sky whispered. 

He shifted Wild's blanket slightly, just enough to give him some sensation to wake up to. Wild woke with a sharp inhale, hand automatically jerking towards his back. He calmed as soon as he saw Sky, and Sky gave him a soft smile.

"Sorry," Sky muttered. "It's your watch."

"Mm," Wild hummed as he rubbed his eyes. He stayed laying for only a few seconds, then sat up and seemed fully awake. "Got it. You hear anything unusual?"

Sky opened his mouth to reply, but was struck with a large yawn. He settled for shaking his head as he brought up a hand to try to stifle the yawn. He closed his eyes from the force of the yawn. When he opened them, Wild was looking at him with a sympathetic smile.

"Get some sleep, Sky."

Sky smiled as much as his sleepy muscles would allow and scooted back over to the tree he was resting against. The ground was unforgiving against his aching joints, but setting up his bedroll seemed like far too monumental a task. It wouldn't be the first time Sky had slept on nothing but the ground. He curled up beneath the tree and was asleep within minutes.

- - -

Sky's shoes were wet.

He stood in the shallow water, watching the reflection of the clouds roll past. The pounding thunder matched his racing heart. It was too fast to hear the individual beats, the sound meshing into a cacophony of too loud in his mind. Sky tried to cover his ears, but his arms wouldn't move.

His heart raced even faster as he struggled to move his arms, his legs, his head, anything. He managed to curl one arm against his chest, the movement slower than pushing through mud.

"Chosen," a lilting voice sneered, clear above the sounds of thunder. It was a voice Sky knew as intimately as he knew his own.

He needed his sword. Where was his sword?

The world shifted. 

Ghirahim was in front of him. Ghirahim was in front of him holding his sword.

Lightning flashed. Thunder boomed.

A hand grasped his shoulder. Sky panicked.

He thrashed wildly, throwing his hands against his attacker with all the force he could muster. His fist connected with soft flesh and he was freed. He jolted to his feet. Sky managed two steps before he was struck with a wave of dizziness that sent him right back to the ground. Sky desperately heaved in a breath, gasping as he blinked away the black in his vision. Tears trailed down his face and dropped onto the dirt beneath him. 

Dirt. Where was the water?

"Sky!"

The voice was different from his; this one was soft, scratchy, and familiar. It was a sound Sky associated with comfort and warmth and smiles and energy.

The haze over his vision cleared, and Sky focused his eyes on Wild's face.

"You need to breathe with me," Wild said. "Can you do that? In, two three four, hold, two three four, out, two three four."

Sky tried, he really, really tried, but he couldn't stop hyperventilating. His blood was rushing through his ears, drowning out Wild's coaching. Wild's hand reached for him. Panic spiked in his chest and Sky threw himself backwards.

Wild quickly pulled his arm back. Sky curled his arms around his heaving chest, desperate for the comfort he couldn't accept.

A soft growl jolted Sky out of his thoughts. He flinched and whipped around, ignoring the spikes of pain from the quick movement. Wolfie flopped onto the ground, ears pulled back and paws tucked beneath his fur. He wiggled slightly, and that was all the permission Sky needed. Sky launched himself at the wolf, throwing his arms around him and burying his face in soft fur. A sob tore through his chest, and Sky wrapped his arms tighter around Wolfie's neck.

"There we go," Wild said softly. His voice was closer than before and Sky flinched, pushing himself deeper into Wolfie's fur.

"Focus on his breaths."

Sky did. He could feel Wolfie's chest rising and falling with each exaggerated exhale.

"In, two three four, hold, two three four, out, two three four."

Wild spoke softly, his voice a comforting tether that Sky desperately latched onto. By the time Sky's breaths evened out and his racing heart calmed, he was so exhausted it hurt. His head pounded, his joints ached to be straightened from where he was curled into Wolfie's side, and he couldn't latch onto any thoughts for longer than a second.

"Better?" Wild asked.

"Mm," Sky hummed the affirmative.

"Is... do you want to talk about it?" Wild asked hesitantly.

"No." Sky's voice was shaky, but his tone still came out harsher than expected. "Sorry. Bad dream. The storm."

Thunder rolled in the distance. Sky flinched and buried his face back in Wolfie's fur. He couldn't muster any more energy to speak. Wild's soft oh told Sky he understood well enough what the trigger had been.

“Do you– can I do anything to help?” Wild asked.

Sky’s mind stuttered to a halt. He already disturbed Wild’s watch and woke Wolfie up, and he certainly woke the other light sleepers with his panic, even if they were nice enough to pretend to be asleep for his sake. Sky shook his head. He wouldn’t even know what to ask for. 

Camp was silent for a moment, just Wolfie’s breaths meshing with his own and the background of a crackling campfire. Farther in the distance, almost silently, thunder boomed. A pitiful noise escaped Sky’s throat as his hands tightened in Wolfie’s fur. 

"Would it help if I talked?" Wild asked.

"Please." Sky's voice broke as he barely held back another sob. He sucked in a breath and rubbed Wolfie's fur in a soothing motion. 

"Flora really likes frogs,” Wild started immediately. Wild paused and Sky heard fabric rustle as he moved, then Wolfie’s weight shifted as Wild leaned against his other side. 

“She's got this whole breeding program in the pond behind our house. I had a memory once about her trying to get me to eat a live frog. She says I didn't, but I honestly think she might be lying. Either way, I'm curious. Anyway, so she's got three types of frogs..." 

With the soothing tones of Wild's voice and the comforting warmth of Wolfie beneath him, Sky quickly succumbed to the weight of his exhaustion and fell into a deep, blissfully uninterrupted sleep.

[blarefordaglare]

this is so beautiful!! I absolutely love sunflowers and walking through the field just holds such a light atmosphere to it, and the details like the creases in the fabric or the shine of Time’s armor is also beautiful!

I hope you enjoy this fanfic I’ve wrote about it (P.S. normally it’s formatted differently but my phone decides to act up)

so here I present, Fan Joy July day 16

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“Well where do we go now?” The sailor glanced around at the large open world, “There’s not even a trace of civilization.”

Four glanced down at the ground, ignoring the mud collecting onto his boot before bending down to wipe a stone, the group casting a large shadow on the rock, “We’re probably in between times again. As far as we know Hyrule has broken down and rebuilt numerous times in history.” He pondered in thought for a minute, his brain trying to connect the puzzle pieces once more, “There’s no set path-“

“Guys!” The familiar voice of the chosen hero called out, followed by a whistle, “Look! Flowers! We should go this way.” His fingers curled around one of the large plant’s stem. It was tall, rising skyward. It felt like home.

“Well then it’s decided,” Time pointed to the field Sky was already skipping into, “We’ll walk through the sunflowers.”

The shoes walked smoothly against the leaves, some still green with life while others decaying under the intense foliage. The typical silence soon subdued to the bubbling chatter, whether about the ones the heroes have known, to the vast future they dream of. Some allies were lost, yet others obtained. A shared spirit, with a heart true and a soul rooted deep with empathy in each, but each story was weaving into the basket of time.

Hardships fought, battles won, hearts growing, minds disappearing.

But every day the sun would rise. The chain would continue walking. Continue experiencing the essence of life itself.

Every day the sun would rise.

And the sunflowers would make sure to beam right back.

sunny boys

Who knew walking through a sunflower field can be noisy.

lot of anatomical errors that im glad to hide behind sunflowers lmao

[kikker-oma]

Fan Joy July - Day 7

Hyruuuuule the poor BEAN!😭

Too Little, Too Late by @breannasfluff is so lovely and has so much comfort but is still so disconcerting and poor Hyrule is having a Bad Time.

Mind the tags, but I really loved this one!

[zolanort]

This Will Be My Monument by @sister-dear is one of my #1 go to fics when I am sad. It’s a little more popular so y’all’ve probably read this one already but I think after contributing 25% of the page views I owed a lil piece of art.

[la-sera]

For @skyloftian-nutcase

Fic: Elastic Heart Ch.3 (Fan Joy July day 20, my 13th pict for Fan Joy July).

I've only read this fic up to chapter 3, and I think this scene is so tense that I want to draw it! I really enjoyed the fight scenes.

Your story line writing is very clear and easy to understand, so I quickly understood the situation you were telling. Thank you for sharing your great work!

After Fan Joy July, I have to continue reading this fic!

[kikker-oma]

@illegiblehandwriting1 🥰🥰

Fan Joy July!

This is based off of the fic Freezing Flame by Illegible_Handwriting on AO3. It’s such a good read and beautifully written! While I was reading it I thought, “I really want to draw this.” and then I found out about Fan Joy July so whoop-de-doo here we are. Here’s the link if you want to read it yourself: https://archiveofourown.org/works/34872829

i would like to mention that i have no clue how tumblr works, i only have an account for linked universe stuff.

[ghosthoard]

Quite proud of my little warriors o.

My first time doing something like this with a lot of other people! Thanks for the invite, Luna!

[blarefordaglare]

Fan Joy July day 4

This one’s by @la-sera

Link: https://www.tumblr.com/la-sera/752542158668562432/for-the-single-drawing-request-what-about-legend?source=share

I enjoyed how you used warmer tones and cooler tones to work in harmony (I hope that makes sense) and overall just the color vibe of the piece. I also adore the line art and how you used a mix of shading with colors and hatching for some parts, like Hyrule’s neck or Legend’s cap. Overall the style is really beautiful and bright! I hope you enjoyed reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it.

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“Alright, enemy camp to the right,” The traveler grinned confidently, a rare sight, yet the same intensity every time, “Want to aim for sub 10?”

Sure it was childish, it was irresponsible, it was immature, but every once in a while one will feel that longing-that call, that can’t be ignored. It was the call that pushed Hyrule to take that sword in the beginning, to realize that living isn’t the same as thriving. It was the call that got Legend out of bed that one night, that got him on a boat, that allowed him to wake up. 

“Heck yeah I do,” The veteran pulled out a fire rod, 1200 rupees was a scam, he should know, he can’t even count how many he has now, “I’m aiming for 9 minutes, max.” 

Hyrule let out a grin, “Just nine? I thought you’d be able to do eight,” He never had any family growing up, let alone brothers, and it only made the experience more memorable. For once he didn’t feel alone, but instead at ease. He felt he could make room for mistakes, and it wouldn’t allow the world to crash back down on him, “But I guess nine is alright, for a beginner.” 

“Oh you’re on.” Legend gave a challenging, yet playful glare, “Relay the rules to me?” 

“Not a scratch, not even a stain, no fighting more than 3 enemies at once, and most importantly,” he took a step back. No help.” 

“That’s not fair!” He never fought alone, well that was a lie, he’s fought alone countless times. But that was in his world, where the monsters were just monsters and no blood that was darker than the night sky plagued them. Now though, that wasn’t the case.

“Three…” 

“Hey wait a minute, I’m talking-“ He got cut off. Another thing about Legend is that he hates being ignored. He’s been ignored all his life, his pleas to spare one more person, to go another day with peace, even to have his bed back. It was too much ignorance to bear.

“Two…”

“Listen!” The sharp tone of his voice alerted the camp. Four bokoblins, two lizalphos, and one moblin. It shouldn’t be a problem-it’s only seven. Seven black blooded monsters that almost killed a guy. All the more fun.

“One…”

“I hate you.” That was a lie, he hoped the traveler knew that. What he hated was the fact he aimed too high-seven monsters, nine minutes. It would have to take less than two minutes to defeat one. 

“Go!”

He ran, allowing his boots to carry him at a high speed. Adrenaline pulsed through his blood as he allowed the hot flames to engulf some of the monsters. Hard ones first, easy ones last. It was a bad strategy, nobody would let him live it down, but that’s what he does solo. His steps were calculated and precise, a mix of muscle memory and an attempt to not get a single drop of blood on him. He allowed instinct to take over for the most part, leaving him surprised when he noticed there were no more enemies to defeat. 

“Seven minutes and thirty two seconds!” The familiar voice of the traveler called, “That’s a new record!” He waved his arms up in celebration, and Legend couldn’t help but echo the action. 

“Aww yeah!” Legend beamed at Hyrule, “Next time you’re going to try.”

“Fine, but for now let’s celebrate.” 

The two cheered, their voices echoing in the clearing. Their voices coaxing out the pure joy that was hidden long ago, a joy that could light up anybody’s day. Waving their arms in the air, basking in the dopamine from the achievement. It was stupid, sure, but it mended the soul in a way no amount of labor could.