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[zarvasace]

Description under cut. Aconite explodes. He can sure curse.

Masterpost for these guys

This comic is done in a sketchy, uncolored style with small-ish words and a light blue background.

Page One

Panel one: a hawk flies through the air and clouds and mountains. A pop-out panel shows an arrow flying through the air.

Panel two: this shows three people. On the left is Aconite (Acon), who wears a loose tunic and has a shy posture. In the middle is Malachite (Mal) who wears a quilted gambeson and has curly hair. His left arm appears to be missing. On the right sits Talon, who looks disgruntled. The bandage around his right eye isn't abnormal, but the sling on his left arm is. Mal speaks. “With Talon's wing—er, arm—shot out, we’re down a fighter. Looks like we'll be here for a few days… …which means we'll need to hunt or forage.”

Panel three: Same shot of Talon, but he's talking and gesturing over his shoulder, and the camera has moved to show the pile of supplies behind him.

“Hunting will be best, up this way,” he says. “Lots to shoot at.”

Someone off screen says snrk.

Talon continues. “Yeah, yeah. You can use my bow. Just gotta string it.”

Page Two

Panel one: Acon and Mal, in the same positions as before. Mal says, “That means you, Acon.”

“Me?” Acon replies.

“Unless you want to give the big, powerful, pointy thing to Link.”

Panel two: Link sits on the ground cross-legged, not doing much. A little arrow points to him and says: dead. Mostly inanimate.

Off screen, Mal and Acon continue to argue.

“He has a sword, Mal.”

“Do you think he could catch a rabbit or a pheasant with it?”

“…could you?”

Panel three: Mal puts his hand on his face in exasperation. “Yes—no—hold on. That isn't the point.”

Acon walks past him with a little smile. “I know. I'll do it.”

Panel four: full body shot of Acon in front of pine trees and forests. He holds an unstrung bow. He says, “Nice bow, Talon. What is it, a 30 lb?”

“40,” says Talon off screen.

“I could add some runes to it.”

“Food first, Acon.”

Page three

Panel one: Acon steps on one side of the bow and bends over to string it, which involves physically bending the wood enough. There's a little “tug tug” sound effect.

Panel two, a circle horizontally: Acon's face is surprised, with a “!?” effect.

Panel three: the same as panel one, but Acon is visible working a little harder now. The effect is in all caps: “TUG TUG.”

Panel four: A close up shot of Acon’s face, flushed and scowling. He his holding the unstrung bow horizontally.

“I can't do it…? >:(!” [mad face emoticon]

Panel five: Mal sitting cross-legged on the ground while watching, with Talon still sitting on his rock and talking.

“Acon, that thing is powerful enough that even my uncle has trouble. Don't be so bothered. I should have snares, too.”

Panel six: a further zoom in on Acon’s face. His scowl has lightened just a little. “I used to wear golden plate mail,” he says.

Page four

Panel one: Talon and Mal still sitting down. Talon winces and says, “That sounds.. . Ridiculous—”

“—ly unlikely…” Mal adds, smaller and presumably quieter.

Panel two: a big exclamation interrupts the panel. BY ALL THAT’S CRUSTY AND MOLDY!

Panel three: We see Acon from behind, throwing his hands up into the air and yelling into the sky. His words cover him and fill the whole panel:

By Hylia’s own hairy back, I can't believe my own incompetence—I might as well be wielding a tiny tin spoon instead of a weapon! Every sewage-filled, ridiculous year has conspired to rob me of any inflated ego I might ever have had—even a drunk Great Fairy would have trouble wiping more excrement over her life than I’ve clearly let you-know-who do! I'm a snivelling little Deku Scrub at a Goron wrestling match, to tried to absolutely nothing and burning enough that even a half-blind carpenter couldn't make paper out of me! Guess I'm safe from flesh-eating zombies! I'm a legend, all right—

Panel four: Talon and Mal again, both looking startled. “…who knew he had it in him?” Mal says.

White lines show Link as a ghost giving a thumbs-up and a big smile.

The end!

[fauxridium]

Heres the pieces i did for @cypher-zine vol. 2! Red being the video game boy and cyber being a nuisance to go along with my bfs fic he did for the zine!

[toyouhellohowareyou]

Bad End Links - Aconite Concept Ficlet 2

Art by @zarvasace 💚 for her new project: Bad End Links/The Hand That Holds the Sword based on the little concept snippet I wrote below.

Come get your sad boys and girls.

She met a ghost today. A quiet, pale thing of rosethorn scars that kept his head down and tongue still. He wore gauzy silk and mocking, chafing gold.

She hadn't realised there was anything left in her heart that could still break.

They had been so young, they had been so stupid. She had been stupid, because surely this was her fault. She was the Princess, descendent of the Goddess Hylia herself, she was meant to be wise. He had been kind and brave, he had wanted to help. And she, selfishly, foolishly, had let him.

She could count his ribs.

She had nothing to give him, no food, no tea. He obeyed without question when she asked him to sit. He flinched as she wrapped her blanket around him.

“Link. Link,” she begged, “Please look at me.”

She lifted his chin, desperate for him to see her, to know her, to understand he was safe here.

The look on his face at her touch was pure panic and fear. She let go in a heartbeat. “I'm sorry, I'm sorry.”

He did not answer.

She sat with him until they took him away again.

[psych0zero]

BRC NATION IM ONCE AGAIN PROMOTING OUR FIC. https://archiveofourown.org/works/50052709/chapters/126386509

[adamfanti11i]

never question how much cole sillinger loves his boys // cbj @ vgk, 01.30.2025

[belelzebub]

some charm wips and finished versions! these will be 1.5in and very small…littl guys

[polldermodel]

Aan welke kant van je stuur zit je fietsbel

Rechts

Links

Ik heb geen bel

Ik heb geen fiets / ik ben kaal / anders / vanille extract

[garbagechocolate]

Me when oc lore

[daughterofsarenrae]

Totk would've been a better game if they gave u the option to sit on the edge of a sky island and kick your feet back and forth

[deathshallbenomore]

comunque tenerella la tipella che oggi mi ha fermata per dirmi “le faccio una domanda di grammatica, se posso, perché tra l’esame e il caldo non capisco niente”. magari 30 non lo prendi ma l’hai preso nel mio cuore <3

[sapphire-heart-tippy]

Does Bel appear in the Heartverse fanfic or does he show up later in the crash bash sequel?

He's actually the main villain in Sugar Crash Void Bash heheheh-

Here's some info on what's to come if you're interested! (and by "some" I mean.... a lot)

But, oh yeah, he's gonna be there and it's already in the process of being written!!...... even though I should be working on the finale to the Sapphire Heartverse fkjfdkjsfkj-

[zarvasace]

Staging a Rebellion

1.8k Gen fic set between Malachite's betrayal and the plot. :D

The year is 3 G.R. and Zelda has gone missing. Malachite has been ordered to bring her back, and he knows where to look first.

[fauxridium]

✨💫💫✨ space grrl ✨💫💫✨

[toyouhellohowareyou]

Bad End Links - Aconite Concept Ficlet

So some of you may have seen Zarvasace's new project:

Bad End Links/The Hand That Holds the Sword

And noticed I'm on the co-conspirator list. Aside from yelling suggestions in the chat I wrote a couple of snippets as whatever the authorial equivalent of concept art is.

Here's an early one for Aconite. (Not entirely canon compliant now)

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He thinks his mistake had been wanting to live. That maybe in some crucial moment he had hesitated, held back, not properly displayed that Courage he supposedly epitomised. Zelda had escaped, and he had been taken. A reversal of fates. He hoped she was well. He hoped she didn’t think of him.

For a while he had fought, then for a while he had broken. Now he merely… capitulated. Was there something he was waiting for? A chance he would seize? He didn’t know. He liked to think some of that bravery resided in him still, but so do all cowards.

The cuffs don’t pinch so much anymore, don’t scrape away fragile skin if he runs. He is thinner and they have not bothered to make a new set. They still work just fine to restrain him when they… so why would they bother? Every time they grip the belt around his waist, every time they pull the collar around his neck it is a little looser. One day maybe, he’ll fade to nothing and slip away like a ghost.

If he could find the courage.

His feet are tough again. He walks on the sharp stones, on the tree roots and fallen boroughs. A tiny defiance, to make this one part of him rough and ugly.

He knows every corner of the garden.

He dreams of burning it to ashes.

[submissivegayfrenchboy2]

Callum Kerr is soooo handsome ♥️

This picture

inspired me this story if you are interested :

His face is perfect 😍

I'd love to smell, kiss, massage and lick his body when he is like this 🥵

and like this :

I wish i could smell his fur jacket 🤤

And he is so hot as a cowboy 🤩🤠

Callum Kerr in Hollyoaks, 1995 -

[belelzebub]

more charms that i worked on on stream YIPPIEEEEEEE