#hoh sky

[houseofheroesau]

"Do NOT say that name again."

Behold, a side of Sky you never want to see. That flamboyant sword's name is enough to get on his nerves.

Especially when said sword wants some entertainment.

Don't tag as LU, please.

[phoenix-arts7]

Some people liked Wild's ">:3" face from my expression compilation, so here, have the full picture:

Bonus Sky and Wind

I ran out of steam before I drew anyone else xD

[fever-project]

Skyward Sword anniversary!!! Since there are 4 LoZ games that released on these days of the week, I have elected to draw only 2 SkSw Links. They are:

Sky - @houseofheroesau : Tried my best to draw his hair but I think I failed lol🧍I tried

Feathers - @monstrous-fusion : He had little gremlin energy so I drew little gremlin energy. I hope I got the outfit right cause I accidentally drew his first version first and that was a pain to change

[houseofheroesau]

They're all so beautiful! Rock it, boys!

We drew Sky in a dress!! Skys belongs to @@houseofheroesau, @linked-maze and @ryssbelle

[arecaceae175]

One In A Medallion

Chapter 1: First Day

Summary: There's a smoothie shop right outside Moldak State Park. Familiar faces enjoy frequenting the smoothie shop. Smoothies and friendship await!!!!

Very specific, sit-com style modern AU of @heroesspirit! @wildsage00 came up with the idea and I made it into words hehe

Chapter 1 Summary: Eras has his first day at his new job. Twilight gets a smoothie on his way to work. Kiri drives a large number of children to school. 2.7k, fluff.

Excerpt under the cut :D

Eras steeled himself as Sky pushed the key into the lock and then twisted the sign to display OPEN. His first day at his new job just officially began. You can do this, he reminded himself. A smoothie shop couldn’t possibly be more difficult than an active war zone. Surely.

“Show time,” one of the other employees said. It was the teenager with pink hair— Legend, he remembered. He flipped the switch to turn the drive thru on then pressed a button on his headset to connect it. Beside them, Herb finished setting up the last of the smoothie equipment, head bouncing to the beat of the music playing through their headphones. They tapped on the order display screen in front of them and it flashed to life.

Sky joined Eras behind the counter and sat on one of the stools in front of the register screen. Eras rested his cane against the counter, low enough that it wouldn’t be seen by the customers, and settled on the other stool.

“You don’t have to worry about hiding your cane,” Sky said kindly. Eras glanced at him nervously, ears pinning back against his head.

Sky smiled softly. “I mean, I’m not going to make you show everyone who comes in, obviously. But I want to be sure you know this is a very disability friendly workplace. I’m disabled, and so are most of the people I hire.”

“Oh,” Eras said. His chest filled with warmth at Sky’s words, pushing out some of his insecurity. He was still learning to navigate his disabilities, so he wasn’t yet confident enough to share them with the world.

“No pressure,” Sky said. His ears wiggled slightly as he spoke.

Eras racked his mind for a proper response. Once again, he was saved by a ringing; this time, it was the bell above the door. The sound was enough to let the employees know someone was entering, but not too sharp of a noise.

Eras straightened his back, nerves alight in his chest, and glanced at Sky. Sky’s posture was relaxed, one leg casually resting over the other and his elbow on the arm of the stool. Beneath the end of the leg of Sky’s pants, Eras could see brightly colored, long socks with cartoon birds on them. He smiled, and turned to face the first customer.

“Hi, welcome to Gold Medallion! What can I get for you?” Sky asked.

The process really was simple. Sky put the orders into the computer and took the payments, then Herb and Legend made the smoothies. There was one drive thru order that Legend took while Eras was watching, but he didn’t focus too much on that. He wouldn’t be trained on drive thru for a few weeks.

“You think you’re ready to try on your own?” Sky asked.

Eras took a deep breath. “Yes.”

Sky beamed. “Great! I’ll watch the first few while you get the hang of it, so don’t worry if you forget something.”

“Okay,” Eras said. There was no one else in line, so Eras rehearsed the words in his head with the background noise of smoothies being blended.

Hello, welcome to Gold Medallion. What can I get for you?

Of course. Do you want to add anything to that?

Can I get a name for the order?

Your total is… Are you paying with cash or card?

The door bell rang. Eras watched as a man in a cowboy hat walked through the door and made his way to the counter.

“Hello, welcome to Gold Medallion. What can I get for you?” Eras asked.

“Can I get one mangonada and one grassamel, please?” The man asked. He had an accent Eras couldn’t place. His voice was smooth— Eras had to hold back a smile at the unintentional pun.

“Of course. Do you want to add anything to those?”

“Nope, just as they come,” the man said with a smile.

Eras tried to smile back, but he was pretty sure it didn’t work. He was too focused on pressing the correct buttons on his screen.

“Can I get a name for the order?”

“Twilight.”

[dansfakeveto]

actually while i’m on the topic of beds why on earth are they switching so much? do they have to? like hoh and have nots obviously but like i would much rather stick to one bed… are there not enough? i forget how many bedrooms there are

[shockingshinx12-shinx]

So I went back and rewatched the shades of grey episode to look something up for a fic I'm working on and I literally never noticed in any of my previous rewatches that Danny ACTUALLY calls the dog "Cujo" JHKGDFGDHJG I seriously just thought that was the widely accepted fandom name for him (I mean, IK we're not given his ACTUAL name, I just had no idea that was an actual name that was said in the show by Danny himself), Kinda like How the name "red huntress" is the fandom name for Valerie, y'know???

Also I've been pronouncing it wrong in my head this whole time HGFDGFJHD I've been saying it like "Coo-hoh", as if the 'j' followed a spanish pronunciation

[phoenix-arts7]

LOOK AT THE BABY!

I LOVE HIM! 😭🥺

I drew @phoenix-arts7 ‘s Sky from her au ‘House of Heroes!’

I HIGHLY SUGGEST LOOKING AT HER ART AND AU!!! The characters are so lively and pumped with personality that it truly is something amazing!!!

[xenowerm]

Playing toontown as an adult who had wizard 101 permanently engraved into their soul since childhood is such a surreal experience

[4dango-the2nd]

Chouji's Sky

Short story about Chouji with the Fatui

Trigger Warning: DOTTORE , aka abuse, torture, needles, needle marks

yes he's a wholeass trigger warning 💀 things go downhill so fast whenever this guy is involved 😭

Chouji is only 8-9 years old here

This is just my headcanon linking Tatarigami, Delusions, and the Abyss, so take this with a boatload of salt LOL

Not sure if they are mentioned in the game, I haven't had time to really play the game lately so lmk if there are lore crumbs about them!

And thats how Chouji becomes a HoH operative in the dangoverse! And yes Arle's flame did burn off some of his memories. He knows he has a mother, but he doesn't remember her at all 👁️👄👁️

And it circles back to my Camus comic hehe

[opal-owl-flight]

I absolutely adore your agent lore SO MUCH it feels really canon to me, just in a darker and realistic way!!

I am kind of wondering what your thoughts are on octavio, especially in this verse- if you have any of course LMAO 👍 so fair if you don't he just lives in my braincells rent free.

"You. Were not so different, you and I."

"|Shut. Up. Dont compare yourself to me. I did everything for this fragile world. A world you yourself almost destroyed twice.|"

"Aah, so did I, young squid. So did I."

3 rounds on the imprisoned geezer. Some thanks he got, after saving the world. The Captain was almost as bad as their old superior.

He only crosses his arms tighter as they clacked their beak.

"|The destruction of my world does not justify yours' survival.|"

Theres a dry chuckle from within the glass globe.

"Which world has the zapfishes. Which world is close to the sky? Which world allows everyone to...act the way you do. That annoyingly fresh attitude that just rubs in our face how much better you have it."

3s looking more unsure now, their hands clasping tight on their arms whenever theyre not signing. Thats a surprise.

"Mm. Do you understand, agent?"

The hesitance disappears, and their eyes and spots glint threateningly. "|Im the Captain now, and I will prefer to be referred to as such.|"

The king rolls his eyes. Mocks a salute.

"Stuffy kid. Damn. Alright, Captain.

Let me illuminate it a little more clearly for you.

You train your agents to keep my people underground. Sometimes, to the point of breaking their spirit. Because you want to keep them safe -- from me, from my troops, from anything the rough seas can throw at em. Right?"

"|I dont do it like you do. Hypnosis? Mind control? Eight ran away because of that!|"

"Who told you I used that on my entire nation? Damn old fool, that Craig.

As for your "Agent Eight"...

that one...

...had her reasons.

I hold no ill will towards her, or the others, for running.

In fact, I dont blame them one bit."

3 squints.

"They wanted a life that I cannot provide.

Its hard, underground. Constant energy crisis. Constant food shortage. Constant resource depletion. Who would stay? Except those who want to make it a better world to live in?

And you, Captain. What would you do in my place?"

And they stay quiet...

Before their voice rasps through a low hiss.

"Act...in a way... you wont."

"Hoh! So you can speak! Impressive.

But you know youd do similar. Ive heard how much Agent 4 hates your guts. Its not as easy being a leader, isnt it."

3 hisses louder, balling their fists.

"I...am not...you."*

"Yes. You. Are." The king presses his tentacles on the glass. "I did all I did for my fragile world. I continue to run my nation the way I do so everyone stays safe from the danger YOU bring. You and the REST of your nation. My troops are family. My troops are all Ive got."

He casts a glance at 4 (pre-Captain my Captain), who was approaching for her training.

"Even if they end up hating me."*

3 catches 4s gaze.

"Even if they end up deserting."

4 turns her gaze away, to look directly at Octavio.

"Do you understand?"

Now its 3 who looks, understanding dawning in their eyes.

Hes right.

"I must do what I need to, even if it hurts me. Id risk my life, my honor, my everything, for my people.

If I dont, who else will?"

3 thinks of the times theyd swooped in to save the newly returned 4 from hazards in the newer missions. The verbal and physical abuse from her beak and fists. The way they had to give her easier missions despite saying that it was tougher, just so shed have a more gradual growth. Have higher chances of surviving. Even if...underhanded.

4 herself breaks the silence, and their train of thought.

"Talking to the damn geezer again, Captain?"

"|He spoke first.

...but he makes good points.|"

"You cant seriously- hey. HEY! CAPTAIN! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!!!"

theres a loud crash.

"|I dont think it fair to keep him here after he helped us save the world.|"

"Hohohoh! You are not so bad, Captain."

"GRAMPS IS GOING TO KILL YOU."

"Hah! No he wont. I know your old man. And for once in his life, he actually made a good call.

Captain.

Agent Three."

The mention of their old number, to refer to them, almost made tears spring to their eyes.

Almost.

After all, this was the reason they were dragged into this mess. But can they really keep blaming him for all this, after all this time?

Octavio shows...a hint of a smile.

"You make a fine protege for the man I used to know.

Keep it up."

3 holds 4 back from rushing the Octarian leader. "Go...back. Take care...of your people."

"Aye aye. Heheh. So long, suckers!!!"

And he was gone.

[houseofheroesau]

A quick doodle dump as I recover from my illness and battle art block.

[phoenix-arts7]

Sky hands you a cucco. Do you accept?

he loves the things

also turtleneck sweaters

[marvel-starwarsfangirl]

Natlan Archon Quest 5.1 Thoughts and Theories

Compared to the last archon quest, this was a major step up for me in all aspects. There was a sense of grandness to it all, especially with the music and animation. Also, I'm so weak for Capitano you guys. His voice 😍🥵 alright I'll stop. But my Capitano agenda is far from over.

Spoilers below

Boy oh boy did I enjoy seeing everyone rally together to fight the Abyss. And the Abyss I felt was a pretty legitimate threat. (side note: i'm glad they didn't make us wait for the next patch to see the actual battle). The map was consumed by Abyssal power, reminding me of that one Enkanomiya event. And people died. You'd get to sites with people and everyone would be gone. It was lowkey chilling and Genshin really has stepped up in terms of how dark it wants the story to be. Chasca's sister, Chuychu, didn't make it. Their final words to each other were really heartfelt and it was sad to watch them say goodbye.

On a much lighter note, the cutscenes of Mavuika and the six heroes using their powers was soooo freaking cool, especially with the music. Side note, I'm glad they didn't shove the Traveler in as the final hero since this wasn't their fight technically. I loved seeing Mavuika use all her abilities and create that giant starburst thing in the sky to fight the Abyss. It gave me major Endgame vibes ngl. I was having a blast. This quest also made me really love Mavuika. She cares so deeply about her people and home that she'd sacrifice herself to save it all. It's a heavy price, but she's willing to pay it. Aside from Mavuika's selfless nature, she also looked epic when she fought the Abyss in the sky.

The new characters in general I really enjoyed, especially Ororon. I do like his design and I love how his voice tone changes from serious to almost childish when talking to Citlali. And his lore is really fascinating since he has an incomplete soul. Citlali gives me major Faruzan energy, but she has a beautiful design and she's pretty relatable imo with her awkwardness. I liked her a lot. Xilonen had a lot of charisma imo. Although I haven't figured out how to use her on the field during her playable segments.

And Capitano. My gosh did this man become very interesting. Not only is he Khaenri'ahn, but apparently his face is rotting from living for so long AND he knows Dain. He's a lot more tragic than I initially expected, having lost everything and everyone to the cataclysm. And out of all the Harbingers, alongside Childe (maybe Arlecchino with the HoH), he's definitely one of the more altruistic ones. His methods were extreme, but at the end of the day, he wanted to save Natlan, having lost so much already. Capitano was willing to put aside his own pride with his plan and listen to Mavuika's, helping her and the others defend their home. He even gave her all his soldiers to have for reinforcements. He's not driven by evil the way Dottore is or is vengeful to a destructive degree like Scaramouche. He's honorable and driven by the pain of his past. Vengeance too probably, but he didn't wipe Natlan clean to save it.

The lore was also fascinating. To talk to the Lord of the Night was really cool and I loved getting to know more about Teyvat as a whole. Btw, the "sky is fake" claim is finally proven true.

Overall, I was very satisfied with this Archon quest and could honestly watch a whole show on Natlan trying to fend off the Abyss. It reminds me of the Long Night but significantly better executed on almost all fronts (music still slapped).

Going forward, I definitely think we will see Mavuika die but either it won't be in the typical way or she will return in another form like Furina. Given how she's playable, Hoyo will find the loophole. But yeah, Mavuika will have to pay a heavy price. And it appears Capitano will as well. He still has his "final foe" to face and Ronova apparently sent him on his journey. Of course, the price for messing with death your own life, which Mavuika will have to pay. It seems like whatever Capitano is asking of the Lord of Night also will either lead to his own demise or some sort of demise. Either way, both characters are going to be facing a heavy price. I'm really excited to see the final face off with the Abyss and what will become of both Capitano and Mavuika.

The sky being fake caught my eye specifically because the edges of the hole and the void are reminiscent of the power used by the unknown god in the beginning of the game. Could the unknown god reside out in that void? Did she have a hand in creating Teyvat? Is Teyvat even a "real" world or is it something else entirely? So many questions. I look forward to getting answers and I love the small detail of the hole being covered by smoke. it would cause mass hysteria if one moment, you were fighting for your very home and then another bombshell about the sky being fake is thrown at you.

My only major nitpick is that the Natlan archon quest is almost beat for beat Fontaine's with some exceptions of course.

You got:

big existential, life threatening event that has been steadily building up for years and years

a Fatui harbinger who offers aid because they got their own stakes in this (said Harbinger is also Khaenri'ahn)

the archon has to die because they used powers that are kinda taboo

there are minor incidents prior to the actual existential event

said event has been known about by the archon for hundreds of years and preparations have been made

the day is saved by the archon (or dragon) flying up into the sky and using their awesome power to save everyone

supporting characters die protecting others (Silver and Melus you were the real ones)

The archon quest is still fantastic, but the overall formula was very similar. (it was also weird to not hear Kinich or Kachina but I get the reason).

Anyways, what did you guys think and are you excited for the next chapter???

[bonefall]

it is healing to come onto this blog and see basic respect for diasbility after being in other corners of the fandom and reading the words “snowkit could never be a warrior because he wouldnt know what anything is. he wouldnt even know what a clan is because nobody could explain it to him” said in full seriousness

Im..... That statement is so ableist I cannot even imagine the worldview you'd need to have in order to come up with that.

They really think the only way anyone learns anything is through verbal-speaking-words-noises? No one has ever observed something before? Not even once?

This is beyond touching grass, this person just fell out of the fucking Jurassic Period when all they had was ferns and stegosaurs.

I just...

OH YES. I remember my first day of Society Lessons as a hearing person, where the everything was explained to me. Via Audiobook. FIRST they spoke and said, "you are standing on the ground." It was a life changing revelation, and the world began to spin.

But it did not stop.

THEN they said, "there are fingers on your hands." The sensation of flesh and bone crackling into existence is indescribable, but I did not yet know pain, until they told me, "that hurts." I began screaming immediately.

And yet... it continued.

They explained so much. Chairs. Tables. Walls. The sky. Frogs. Ionizing radiation. Breathing. I was told all of it, in one sitting, and only then did I understand. Only when my ears were bursting with normal hearing knowledges, did they begin... my final test.

A strange wall-chair-finger emerged from the sky-of-the-wall, stood on the ground several times, until it was in front of me. A second one came behind it, this one slimmer. The audiobook gave these things names;

Human. Father. Mother. Door. Walking. It was completely impossible to know what these things were until that very moment.

I watch a human dip a hook into water and produce a fish, and I recall my Society Lessons where they called that "fishing." I am decked in the face by a nefarious hooligan, and I have only the audiobook to thank when I know I have been "punched" by a "bad guy." It was only the magic of verbal-speaking-words-noise that made me understand that there are "other people" and that they "do stuff."

Sometimes, even, in "groups."

Before the Society Lessons Audiobook, I knew nothing. I was pure, innocent, uncorrupted by concepts such as "parents" and "door." I am grateful every day that there is no such concept as "being shown things" or "simple logical reasoning" or "looking."

Blessed be those amongst us who escape the horrors of the Society Lessons Audiobook. I pray that you never learn what anything is. Be free! Free as a bird, which also knows nothing and famously cannot learn. 🤗

DEAF/HOH FOLLOWERS I'm losing my mind do you want me to bump a 'Hearing Disabilities Herb Guide' to the top of my priorities? Something you can use to bludgeon whackadoodles like that. This is ridiculous

Obviously not a MEDICINE guide but like; common causes of hearing disability in clan cats. Accommodations for hearing loss vs congenital deafness. Actual difficulties of not having that sense Clan-by-Clan. Debunking of misconceptions like... not being able to learn APPARENTLY.

[bits-and-babs]

congrats on 6k, jas!! 💖🎉 That is amazing and so well deserved. And this event is so fun! I can’t wait to see what you post.

Could I please request:

🐺 - “Honeymoon”

Thank you so much! Congrats again! 💕

𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐘𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍 — 𝐉𝐎𝐄𝐋 𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐑

warnings: 18+ MDNI, breast worship, grinding, p in v sex (unprotected, ain’t no condoms in the apocalypse kids. Check the dates!), cock warming

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Golden sunlight pours onto your skin as Joel presses hungry kisses to the top of your breasts, tracing the lace that trims the cups of your bra. He moans softly, pulling you impossibly closer onto his lap as he lavishes you in affection. 

Closing your eyes as the sea breeze cards through your hair, you fall into the sensation, the brush of his beard against the hickeys he continues to suck into your breasts. He’d needed this, Joel. Hours of driving, consistently stopping to syphon gas from abandoned cars, the latest weapons smuggle had taken far longer than either of you could have anticipated. He was getting aggravated, infuriated by the constant brick walls he seemed to be crashing into. 

“Joel,” you whisper to him, holding the back of his head with your palm and massaging gentle circles into his scalp with your fingertips. “We need to move-”

“Shut up,” he grumbles, pulling your hips down onto his to grind his clothed erection deep into your core. He groans, his breath tickling the skin of your chest as he continues to rock up into you. It’s as though the apocalypse had melted away, that the threat of the infected and hunters and FEDRA had all faded into the back of his mind in favour of the blooming heat between your thighs. 

“Just-...” he huffs softly, fingers blindly pulling at the button of your cargos, “Just need to feel this.” 

Forceful pulls of your waistband pull down your pants, bunching the fabric around the backs of your knees. Joel reaches up with one hand, yanking down one of the cups of your bra to mouth at your nipple, lathing his tongue over the pebbling flesh and rolling it between his teeth. You moan softly, tilting your head back when you feel the head of his cock bump at your clit. 

“Just- Just five minutes,” Joel whispers against your flesh, the quiet volume of his voice contradicted by the sharp grip his fingers have on your hips, “Just need to put it in for five minutes.”

It’s like the pressure drops from his shoulders the moment he sinks into your soaked heat. Joel lets out a haggard breath, eyes rolling into his skull as he sinks into you inch by inch. He doesn’t move, doesn’t rock into the warmth there. “Hoh… Oh-Fuck.”

Resting his forehead on your shoulder, Joel seems to allow himself to feel every inch of you, hands travelling over the bare skin of your abdomen and kissing at your collarbone. You can feel it beneath your palms, the tension in his tight muscles dripping away, the tautness in his back relaxing with each second he spends inside of you. 

Time melts away like this, the burning umber sunshine warming your skin. Soon, the sky fades from a bright azure to the beginnings of a saturated, midnight blue. Despite the rumbling of the car's engine, burning up precious fuel, and the threat of the coming nighttime, Joel can’t seem to help the request that falls from his lips. 

“Just five more minutes…”