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My full art for @/rotwzine on Twitter!
(I'm a bit late with posting this but) it was so fun to work on! I love the Gerudos and I wanted show Buliara holding a training session!
Please check out the rest of the zine too! Can you spot the koroks in them?
#the legend of zelda#breath of the wild#tears of the kingdom#buliara#gerudo#tloz#botw#residents of the wild#zine#my art#totk#zelda#korok
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i didn’t have a chance to post it on June but here i am, with additional hc on Riju this time.. which i thought about for a while tbh🌸
zora eddition
zelda and link thingie
#legend of zelda#totk#tears of the kingdom#loz riju#riju#totk riju#buliara#botw#tloz#loz fanart#myart#🏳️⚧️
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okay I refuse to indulge a second longer in this dumbass project, but. do you see the vision.
if gerudo town is to be home of the unpractical heel, why should he be spared.
be a king ganon. lead through example.
#totk#ganondorf#gerudos#shitpost#buliara#I guess she's here too#my art#thanks to buliara for being a good sport#and whoever took the screenshot I then massacred#it's very messy but I wasn't going to fully render This ok#sorry I know he's green even though I'm Against the green but I colorpicked and then didn't adjust and then it was too late :(#very important to know I listened to girlband kpop the entire time I drew this#gerudo town capital of Bad Shoes for the Desert#this is a cry for help nintendo don't you see#(I think he lowkey rocks the look tho......)
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#Legend of Zelda Series#tears of the kingdom#riju#buliara#link#totk riju#totk link#hero of the wild#nintendo#nintendo switch#2023#screenshot#liad post
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Riju and Buliara; a bit of peace
Get a print to help me save up for art school!
Ended up being burnt out for all of June whoops, but I'm finally back drawing again! I hope you enjoy this one :3
I haven't seen a lot of fanart for Buliara which is a shame cuz she's so cool! So I drew my head canon of her being Riju's mother figure
#Riju#buliara#Zelda#the legend of Zelda#botw#breath of the wild#Zelda botw#Zelda breath of the wild#The legend of Zelda botw#the legend of Zelda breath of the wild#Zelda fanart#Zelda art#botw fanart#breath of the wild fanart#riju fanart#buliara fanart#riju and buliara#lady riju#botw riju#makeela riju#loz riju#botw art#loz botw#Nintendo#nintendo art#digital art#illustration#character art#procreate
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A New Calamity: Page 463
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TO BE CONTINUED! The date of this page is July 30, 2023. This comic started in 2016!
The comic is an endeavor to explore and express all of my emotions and thoughts surrounding my cancer in a constructive way. The Calamity is cancer. Every character has their own way of dealing with that. There are a lot of ways to deal with cancer, as many ways as there are people.
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Chapter 1 • Chapter 2 • Chapter 3 • Chapter 4 • Chapter 5 • Chapter 6 • Chapter 7 • Chapter 8 • Chapter 9 • Chapter 10 • Chapter 11 • Chapter 12 • Chapter 13 • Chapter 14 • Chapter 15
#a new calamity#ganondorf#tears of the kingdom#rauru#zelda#linke#riju#buliara#ghirahim#leonus#tiny pig ganon#comic#webcomic#totk#botw#breath of the wild
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Blood and Blade, Chapter 10: Desert Ruby
by SkipBreaker (aka needfantasticstories)
Summary:
Legend gets to meet the Gerudo of Wild's era. (Fun fact! So far, in his games, Legend has never met Gerudo people besides Ganondorf and Twinrova!) This should be fun, right? THANK YOU CHEETO!!!!!!! THE Beta ever!!!!!!! Crack TW: very relatable technology issues. (Qar, Riju would punch the screen.) Real TW: discussions of gender and sexism, some descriptions of arrow-wound care on a child
Desert Ruby
Deep sand dunes clawed at Legend’s Pegasus boots, slowing him. Waning afternoon sunlight baked his hands and face, yet the veteran forged on with a vengeance across the scorching grains. The breeze created from his reckless forward run helped soothe only some of the desert’s blistering heat. He hoped it was enough for the girl; he could worry about healing his own sunburns later.
The scorching sun inched lower behind him, still hours short of sunset.
Through dancing vapors of heat, the city walls drew nearer. A humble, arched gate on the western wall greeted him. Unseen streams whispered somewhere nearby, cooling the air around the city. Within the archway, sparkling cool blue and green tiles decorated the walls and small pools of water.
Legend sighed in relief. Wild spoke highly of his Gerudo, especially compared to the Gerudo tribe of Time’s stories, who seemed to hate Hylians. Legend waved to the guards and hurried to pass through. a request for aid on the tip of his tongue. Instead, he froze when the towering women shoved speartips against his chest.
“Wha–”
“No voe allowed!” snarled a veiled guard. If the blademasters were “strong” then these women were the equivalent of bipedal chain-chomps. Muscled arms flexed, and their boulder-firm stances left no question as to their capabilities. The guard on the left glared, and her drawn brows twitched as if she itched for him to give her any reason to run him through.
He glared back at her, and resisted the urge to leap over the gate. Fresh off multiple fights for his life, what was one more, if it came to it… but what then? Jostle the girl further in a mad dash with no destination? Delay getting her aid? He could not solve this with a fight.
‘Smile, and assume incompetence over malice,’ Zelda would remind him in moments like this, on those rare occasions she’d tasked him to guard her throughout tense diplomatic meetings.
He could do this. This was simply a puzzle, not a fight.
Legend took a slow step back and turned to reveal the child’s face and her injuries, her breath shallow and labored on his ear.
Their horrified gasps would have been satisfying if not for the girl’s groan at the sudden motion.
“Wait here until I call the healers.” The guard lowered her spear by mere inches and blew a tiny whistle with three long calls.
At last, she lowered her weapon and the guards helped him ease the child atop a blanket one of them produced. Legend stepped back and let his legs collapse. He knelt in the sand a moment, watching them carefully ease the girl to rest on her side. The arrow wounds looked more shallow than he’d first feared, at least—none of them shot at close range thanks to their wild descent—but it was little consolation when he could see her bleeding and shivering.
“Here. Healing potion,” Legend staggered to his feet and poured some on his blistered hand for them to see. He knew his era’s potions looked different than Wild’s. The healer snatched it as soon as the wound faded.
Legend watched, unable to help further but unwilling to look away as each arrow came free. Instead, the veteran fisted the dense weave of his tunic as she bit down her pain. He could have done more.
She took it all with a courage he admired. And, she was right. Gerudo were tough .
At last, the red-tipped arrows lay discarded on the ground beside the empty bottle of healing potion. Legend rested again in the sand just outside the gate, watching the little girl breathe deeply in her sleep, safe in the shade.
One of the guards turned to him with a softened expression. Not a smile, but not aggressive. “Thank you, young voe, for rescuing her. Buliara has been frantic over her disappearance,” she said with a sad shake of her head, “She’s very close to her nieces. I’m sorry we can’t allow you inside, or I’d buy you a drink myself.” She leaned closer. “Although,” she whispered, “You could do what another voe warrior does and buy a convincing vai set. Not many voe can pull it off, but I suspect you could do better than most, especially with that pink in your hair.”
Voe. That word again.
Oh .
A man.
He had found an entire civilization that hated him, helping the little girl notwithstanding. Legend regretted not grilling Wild about his era as soon as they’d come. He couldn’t even restock here, couldn't rest, might as well move on. Legend looked back at the wavering ocean of sand waiting for him to search. But where? Not back to the Yiga base. To Hyrule castle, perhaps, to find Wild’s Zelda? To Wild’s house in Hateno, the only place they’d spend time in their short visit before? Legend had no map, and such a lush village as Hateno must be hundreds of miles away.
The guards looked relieved when he asked for directions to both the castle and Hateno.
The guard who answered, one with short hair who wore it loose, pointed towards the far side of town. “There’s an oasis a few hours ahead where you can resupply, then a Hylian-run stable at the mouth of the canyon. Follow the canyon for a few days, cross Digdogg Bridge, on your first left is another stable. Return to the road going east, then beyond the coliseum ruins–”
Colosseum ruins… Legend’s heart sank at the words.
“Take the road north. You will see the castle. For Hateno, stay on the path instead of going north. You will find stables to rest in along the way. It’s a two week journey, at least, for most travelers. Best of luck.”
Legend saw a pair of green eyes staring at him. The girl rested, perfectly still, as her caregivers whispered above her. He waved a small goodbye. She lifted two fingers in answer.
“Yari!” A booming voice called from within the walls, and Legend stared as a massive Gerudo warrior collapsed at the girl’s side, her spear clattering on the packed earth. She wrapped the girl in a bear hug that might have killed the poor child if she hadn’t been healed first.
She would be just fine. A smile tugged at Legend’s mouth, though accompanied by a pang of jealousy. He missed his own brothers, and especially Hyrule, and the certainty of knowing they were all okay.
“I’m glad I got to see that, at least,” Legend told the guard as he took his leave.
She smiled as she waved.
Hot wind blew sand across the barren path ahead. He took one uncertain step. Two steps into the arid desert, the first steps of his next journey, and paused.
It felt more than lonely, without the girl on his back or brothers at his side or even his fairy companion from years ago. It felt more than daunting, with his skin already pink from the burning sun. It simply felt… empty.
“Buliara, that voe is the one who brought Yari back.” Called the guard he’d just said goodbye to.
“You!” the newcomer, Buliara, barked at him from the entrance. “Young voe! Explain.”
Legend slowly pivoted, hoping he would see someone who could help rather than hinder his quest. He took in her stern expression, and her rosy floral silks clasped in place with golden plates of armor, royaly jeweled. Legend wondered, if he faced her in the fighting colosseum, if he could even win.
Buliara eyed him skeptically in return. “What were you doing inside the Yiga base? How did you find her?”
To his own surprise, he rather liked this woman’s simmering rage; it was refreshing, somehow, and it matched his own. And, despite her people’s appalling sexism, she knew Wild’s world far better than he did. Honesty, it is , he decided.
“The Yiga ambushed my brothers and I, along with some demon, those bastards–” He was surprised at the slight wince the guards gave. Then again, with that much jewelry, Buliara could actually be royalty. Court voice , he decided. He explained, much more formally this time, the basics of the ambush that morning. “We reappeared deep within a cave complex in the canyon in that direction. Unfortunately, the demon did not appear there, the one who took my brother. I thought he was in the caves too, but I searched the whole complex, and even the Yiga did not know where they’d gone. I found Yari in the dungeon, and we made our escape together.” He paused to sip from his waterskin, at long last. It gave the guards a chance to whisper back and forth as he washed hot grit from his throat. “Now,” he added, “I still need to find my brother, wherever the demon took him, and return to our companions.”
“You say the Yiga are in league with a… demon?” Buliara scowled, and for the life of him Legend could not discern what it meant. But every guard and nosy civilian gathering near the gates to watch the commotion had also flinched at the word as she said it.
“Yes. Tall, thin, white hair and clothes. Do you know anything about demons, or where to find them?”
“We are no demon tribe!” One of the guards glared at Legend. “Have you come here to brazenly insult us with old prejudices?”
“No!” Buliara cut her off, stepping between them. “I believe they are earnest, and clearly a stranger to our history and our culture,” She eyed his clothes with something akin to amusement. Legend stood a bit taller. She nodded with something like approval, some decision reached. “The increasing brazenness of the Yiga clan may be explained by what he has seen; if there is such a monster among them, we must know. I will take you to our Chief. She should hear of this.” Buliara beckoned him to follow, and in one graceful motion she hoisted her sleeping niece into her arms like she weighed no more than a rabbit. Yari settled back to sleep almost instantly.
Legend hesitated, eyeing the guards. “As much as I’d like to brag that I got invited to your super-exclusive city, I really need to get back to my brothers. Do you know a man named Link?”
“Ah! The one with the vai clothes!” the guard whispered to her companion, much too loudly.
So, that’s what those silks were for? Wild wore them to get in? Legend suppressed a laugh. “I need to tell Link where I am. Do you have a way to contact that slate device he uses?”
“You know him, and the Sheikah slate?” Buliara considered him anew. “Lady Riju might know a way to contact him. You get to enter our exclusive city after all.” Buliara rolled her eyes, “Now put on decent clothes, for Nabooru’s sake. That dress is too thick for our sun, and we can’t let our citizens see a voe within the gates. Here. change quickly.” And she handed him a handful of soft fabric from her pouch. Like his own pouch, it was small but carried far more than its size implied.
“Uh, am I supposed to change here?”
She pointed to a gap behind some crates just inside the gates, and joined the other guards in shooing away the chittering crowd and telling them he was, in fact, a vai in disguise. Yari remained fast asleep on her shoulder.
Legend palmed the soft clothing she offered and walked behind the crates, and carefully examined each piece.
He took out his rok cape, briefly entertaining the idea of climbing a wall and soaring with the magical item to the palace without the grumpy soldiers hovering, but he did not particularly want to get on her bad side. He changed quickly, missing his skirt until he slipped into the silk pants, shimmying into the top and instantly feeling cool relief from the heat.
They felt… nice , he admitted in the privacy of his mind. I’m keeping these .
Buliara pointed to the gate, now cleared of spectators. “This way.”
Legend was never one to commit halfway. He swayed a little as he walked, trying to copy the sea-like gait of the vai filling the narrow street. If he was going to do this, he’d do it right , Hylia damn him.
Passing through alleys, all tiled in colorful mosaic designs, they soon entered a large plaza.
Canvas-covered shops lined the adobe town square, and shopkeepers reclined on rich carpets in the shade behind unfamiliar wares. They didn’t bother shouting, there were customers aplenty, Gerudo and Hylian and bird-like creatures and gorons all milling around curiously. The sun had a smothering effect, even in the cooling silks. This market would be a tough place for a thief to steal, so spread out were the stalls, and with so many eyes on one another’s customers.
Behind the shops, soft susurrations promised more waterways running somewhere behind the low walls, and cool air drifted into the plaza from above. Or he thought, until they passed water streaming from atop the wall itself into a mosaic-lined pool, the water diverted underground, but so close below he could still hear it as they entered the main plaza.
The central walkway to the palace was flanked by palm trees, and the water was exposed again between the walkways, joined by two wide waterfalls flowing down blue-tiled steps, all leading up to the adobe palace and its towering crown of stone pillars, bulbous at the top. A shimmering cascade flowed down like a divine gift from the sun goddess itself. Perhaps it was. Hylia was a strange goddess.
Sellers and Gerudo customers called familiar greetings to Buliara as they aimed for the palace steps. Curious eyes turned to him with open curiosity. Legend reflexively covered the scars of the trident on his chest and stared at the shimmering pools of water to keep himself from glaring back at their shameless gawking.
Stepping into the shade at the top of the palace steps, Legend finally sighed in relief, free of the sun and stares and the exhausting performance of walking in the awkward, foot-tilting shoes he’d only seen women of the court don for galas and balls. He missed his boots.
The little girl stirred in Buliara’s arms, and she whispered quiet greetings and comforts to the girl and held her closer. The girl settled, and watched Legend through heavily lidded eyes as they entered the Palace. Her gaze moved to his hair. She seemed uncertain. Legend resisted the urge to look around the opulent palace and waved at her instead. She smiled back at him, and closed her eyes.
“You found her!” Came a young woman’s voice, older than Yari’s but far higher than any of the guards. Legend begged his eyes to adjust faster.
Buliara dropped to one knee—spear braced in one hand and little Yari snuggled in the other—and bowed with only her knees. “Chief Riju, my niece is safely returned, and I present to you her rescuer.”
The tall throne, carved in ancient script like a monument, was fitted with a sort of wooden booster seat and small steps to accommodate the girl sitting in it. She lifted her gaze from some papers in one hand, her radiant gold headpiece–that looked much too large for her head—wobbling as she looked up.
“Praise all the sacred mothers!” The bejeweled girl looked relieved to see the child resting in Buliara’s arms. She faced Legend. “And who is our brave heroine?”
“Forgive me, Chief Riju, but I will personally vouch for this particular voe.”
“Oh!” The Chief gasped, and she laughed, light and airy, like the way Zeldas sometimes did when her courtly mask slipped. Several nagging worries evaporated with the sound. Riju straightened her headpiece from where it had fallen forward a little. “Well, she’s—I mean he’s not the only one, is he?”
Chief Riju slid off the throne and examined his eyes as she approached, as if trying to see the clues to some mystery. Her smile was open and unguarded, and refreshing. She reached for his hands and he readily offered them. She smiled even wider at his compliance, and held his hands earnestly as she spoke. “Thank you, young voe! Buliara has been inconsolable. She had all the troops gathered when the news of your arrival came. Please accept this in thanks.”
She pressed into his hand something heavy and warm. He knew better than to refuse a gift, so he bowed in thanks and peeked at it before stowing it subtly away: it was the warmest, heaviest ruby he’d ever seen, a gem that would have Ravio begging to buy it for crafting some new magic item… if he ever found out about it.
When he looked up again, Chief Riju was still staring. The chief blushed as she seemed to realize it herself. “Please forgive me, but you look so much like a very dear friend.”
“You mean Link, right? Hero of the Wilds?”
Riju’s open smile snapped into a frown. “You know him?”
“We were traveling together. He’s probably looking for me, and our brother.”
“I would like to know how you came to know Link, and of the Sheikah slate he carries.” Buliara asked, failing at keeping her tone neutral.
Their guards were up again. With enemies like the Yiga and that pale demon, Legend didn’t blame their suspicions. He knew the risks of shapeshifters and possessing spirits all too well.
Buliara did not wait for an explanation. “Chief Riju, I brought him here to his tale of encountering the Yiga, and his rescue of Yari, and his journey with our mutual friend. But he also claims to have seen–” Buliara paused and whispered it in Riju’s ear.
“What? What sort of… As in the ancient… does Link know?”
“We should listen to his report.”
They both turned to him.
“Please, share your tale.”
“It’s… it’s a bit hard to believe, but…” Hylia, where to start? “Are you very familiar with portals that can move you, not to different places, but to different times ?”
An uncomfortable silence fell as Riju blanched. “Yes.”
Legend began alowl, awkwardly, as awkward as the day he first stumbled through a portal and his confusing meeting with Hyrule and the black eye the traveler gave him. But as he spoke the story wove itself more easily: meeting the others, the sha-shifting creatures of dark magic and the monsters it infected, the ambush, the teacher and the mage, finding Yari, their escape, and finall to the moment he arrived at their gate.
The only interruption was when he shared their nickname for Wild.
Buliara laughed, “That’s quite fitting. He smells like a wet dog and muddy leaves most days, especially when he’s been around his wolf.”
Legend stored that intriguing comment to ask Wild and Twilight about later.
A long silence followed the end of his tale.
“Wait here,” Riju ordered, and she marched past her throne, and disappeared behind it. From behind the monument of a seat came a cacophony of thumps and bumps and clacks, of some jumble of items being pulled around.
“Chief Riju, please be careful!” Buliara hissed, trying not to wake her stirring niece.“Purah has yet to repair it.”
Riju ignored her.
Legend waited with growing dread, fingers itching to reach for his pack in case things went… well, as they often did: sideways. Had he said something to make them think he was secretly an enemy? Why was the Chief so upset about time-travel? He ran through all his words, but exhaustion had long since taken the edge off his mind. He sat, and drew slow, calming breaths. Nothing was wrong, not yet . Wild trusted them, and though their auras were not overwhelming like the mage, he could still feel them, fresh but strong like rainstorms.
Riju emerged at last. Her arms overflowed with a tangle of wires and cords, small stones and crystals and metal coils. Screws dropped from the mass as Riju moved. “She said it could still connect to the Princess’s, so I’ll risk it.” Riju answered her guard, dropping the bundle on her booster-throne. “We don’t have the technology or spells for time-travel,” And she mumbled, “Not in this version of our history.” And she stopped, sighed deeply, and continued louder, “However, we can travel and contact each other across great distances, thanks to the Sheikah technology the princess and Link have rediscovered.” The young chief pulled out what looked like a slimmer version of Wild’s fromslate amid the nest of cords. She studied it, her nose wrinkled in deep concentration, scanning the slate with uncertainty, and finally she pressed something on it.
“Your majesty, wait!” Buliara yelled, momentarily distracted by setting down her niece, but too late. A jolt of blue light pulsed from the crystals and stones, along the wires and cords, and promptly faded before reaching the slate itself.
Riju frowned, and Buliara sighed in relief. Whatever it was, it hadn’t worked.
“Oh, by all the mothers!” Riju grumbled, and held up the slate in one hand. With the other hand raised in an elegant pinch, she snapped .
OceanThunderHyruleWhere!? Legend’s mind scrambled for understanding as light consumed his vision.
When color at last bled into view again, Riju stood with the slate glowing softly in her hands, the wires and stones dangling from it pulsing steadily with a now-familiar blue glow.
“R… ch… Rij—” A crackled voice spoke from the stone. “Chief Riju, is that–worki—gain?”
“Princess!” the girl shouted. “Princess, I have found someone you should meet! He says he knows Link!”
“l—be there as soo—ake care of—oon–here me? –e on our way there,” a barely intelligible chorus of voices crackled in reply from the various stones.
“I do hope that means they’re coming,” Riju furrowed her brow, but the optimistic smile at the corner of her mouth never dissipated.
Hylia, why does she remind me so much of Hyrule? And the princess was coming? Legend could have cried in relief. She’d have answers. They always did.
As guards marched out to meet the Princess, and attendants brought refreshments, the trio waited on a collection of plush cushions and carpets set to one side of the court. Legend made use of the damp towels provided to wipe his face as the late afternoon sun peeked below the window tops, inescapable.
#linked universe#linked universe fanfic#blood and blade#skipwrites#lu legend#lady riju#riju#buliara#tw blood
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It's been too long but I've been thinking about Gerudo Town so HERE WE ARE
@iloveramen60 my SINCEREST apologies for saying I would do this and then forgetting about it for so long. The demons of mortality came for me and I have only just returned with my life 😔
Anyway, let's get into it! *cracks knuckles* This one was actually a very neat experience cos unlike the other settlements in botw/totk Hyrule, we actually DO have an idea of how well they would do in large scale attack. Obviously the conditions were not the same as a normal assault cos there were desert moth zombies and massive sandstorms all around 24/7, but it gave me enough to go off of to get some good ideas! Location-wise, Gerudo town is SOLID.
There are exactly two ways to access the desert and both of them are AWEFUL XD
Option one is to come from the ocean
and have to walk DAYS across the scorching desert. I don't think I have to explain why this sucks??? But just in case, this basically means you have to exhaust both time and energy (because the sand will slow you down MASSIVELY) and most likely supplies cos if you don't want your forces to die of dehydration before they reach Gerudo Town, they'll need to drink a lot of water and stay cool. There's really no good places to stop and rest either that won't put any opposing army at a disadvantage. Very bad
But it's not like the other way is any better XD
If an army managed to get past a BUNCH of Hyrule itself, they would then have to march through Gerudo Canyon, which is, like, the bottleneck to end all bottlenecks. And if they're coming from that direction, the chances that they would have been seen by someone from Hyrule Kingdom who could send word is very high. This means that, if a message got through in time, the Gerudo could sand seal on over there to intercept them when they came out of the canyon. And do NOT want to have to fight a bunch of strong warrior women on their home turf after trekking through a desert canyon for days idk about you
And even if they DID make it through the canyon, any battle on the sand would be in the Gerudo's favour. They are LITERALLY trained to fight in the desert. The know their way around combat in those conditions. I mean, look at how we see Urbosa fights the Champions Ballad and Age of Calamity cutscenes. The sand is NOT an issue for them. In contrast, an army in heavy armour that sinks into the sand, would not be doing as good XD
But of course, even then they'd have a hard time even getting INTO the village.
Before we get into it, I have to say...having four major entrances was NOT the best move. But because it's literally an entire town full of ladies who can kill you, it's not AS big an issue...
those are all the different entrances. HOWEVER! Each of them has at least two guards at the entrance (the one behind Riju's throne has, like four if you include Buliara and the two guards at the stairs and Riju herself), which adds good fortification. They ALSO have an underground bunker they can hide kids, injured, or elderly who can't fight, and that is fill with supplies to keep them going. My ONE question is...how do they open and close it?
It sort of looks like they just blew up a hole in the stairs and got it open that way, which is not good in the case that their entire town is being attacked. Of course, there is the other door to get through, but it's really just a rolly stone that a strong person or two could move out of the way. HOWWWWWEVER! It is a very small entrance, and the Gerudo would clearly be aware of how important the bunker is, so they would most likely have a pretty heavey militia waiting there at the centre of the town to guard it (like we see in totk when the gibdos attack the town). They also have a big ol canon! Which is a MASSIVE advantage in defense. Especially as we see that it's not a fix location canon and can be moved wherever it's needed. So our girls could simply move the canon to wherever the enemy is heaviest and fire on them from there. Very smart
Overall, I'm a BIG fan of Gerudo Town. It's got a few flaws, but honestly the unmatched martial prowess of the Gerudo themselves helps to make up for it. It would be interesting to see how they hold up against enemies other than mindless sand zombies, but I think they'd do a pretty good job XD
#the legend of zelda#legend of zelda: breath of the wild#tears of the kingdom#breath of the wild#gerudo#gerudo town#urbosa#riju#buliara
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HUGE WOMEN
we are currently enjoying an increase in the number of big women in media, and as a known big woman aficionada, I think it's time we start appreciating the truly huge.
this poll is for all the big women who don't make it onto the top tens, onto the most populars, onto the polls. the big women who are too masculine, not "appealing" enough, who are just too damn big for most of the world to appreciate. she can be tall, she can be fat, she can be jacked as hell, but she must be huge.
Submission Rules:
fictional women only. it's complicated gender situations may be submitted with elaboration.
the character must be BIG. tiny girls with mascara abs are not big.
one-timers are not allowed. women who are temporarily big are welcome, but it cannot be a one-off joke or single episode premise. has to be regularly recurring
huge is relative. a giant woman from a race of giants who is normal woman sized among them but huge among the main cast will be considered after a woman who is huge even among her people. Amazon scenarios, where every woman could be a candidate for this contest are exempt from this rule
submission link
#wlw#lesbian#butch lesbian#butch dyke#queer#masc lesbian#girls who like girls#nonbinary lesbian#jasper#steven universe#noi#dorohedoro#lady dimetrescu#she ra#urbosa#buliara#susan strong#zarya#marisa#tournament poll
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Something I do like about TOTK is the shift in dynamic between Riju and Buliara. Buliara still worries and Riju is still a teenager about it but Buliara is notably more relaxed. Whereas in BOTW Buliara stressed rules, tradition, and decorum a lit, in TOTK she's much more flexible and feels more settled. She calls Riju by her name rather than her title and is willing to leave her side and trust she'll be alright. She's clearly eased up on the rules and her over-protectiveness after Riju indicated she would prefer that in Botw. It really does feel like Buliara and Riju's relationship has grown and progressed off-screen, with Buliara learning from the events of BOTW and adjusting her behaviour accordingly.
#I'm not actually a big fan of how totk handled the timeskip#But I did like this a lot#Buliara#Riju#Totk#Botw
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Rise of the Titans - sketch dump
#art#digital art#zelda#the legend of zelda rise of the titans#the legend of zelda tears of the kingdom#legend of zelda#zelda fandom#timeskip au#buliara#Mattison#Calyban#Gerudo#sheikah#yiga clan#ghirahim#bokoblin#rito
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i need more interactions between botw link and the gerudo like. riju and him go sand surfing every second weekend of the month and it's a whole thing for the town because that's their chief vs their favorite token hylian vai and no matter who wins, everyone's having a great time. or sometimes isha sends link home with more hydromelons than his sheikah slate can carry because in a land of scarcity, giving gifts is the language the gerudo choose to love in. and don't get me started on buliara who definitely has a rivalry thing going on with him based on who can protect riju the best; from a distance it looks like they hate each other, but really they would fight for each other as comrades. funnily enough, neither of them end up "doing better" at protecting riju — in the midst of their attempts to defend her from a molduga, she ends up electrocuting it three times on her own. and all link can feel is this vague sense of deja vu, like he's seen this display of raw power before.
#pulling my hair out like i love them so much#tloz#loz#the legend of zelda#legend of zelda#botw#breath of the wild#gerudo#link#riju#makeela riju#isha#buliara#(another gerudo is mentioned can you catch it? :')
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#Legend of Zelda Series#tears of the kingdom#gerudo#buliara#link#botw/totk gerudo#totk link#hero of the wild#nintendo#nintendo switch#2024#liad post#screenshot
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#legend of zelda#fan zine#fan zines#loz#Tears of the Kingdom#loz zine#zine promo#totk fanart#totk riju#riju#buliara#totk spoilers#zine preorders#preorders#charity zine
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