#ive been keeping on a longplay of twilight princess in the bg while i write my thesis and i think thats the only reason i havent lost my min

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#ive been keeping on a longplay of twilight princess in the bg while i write my thesis and i think thats the only reason i havent lost my min

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#5

Sooooooooo....

guess who got carried away and drew some fanart for your Sky oneshot?

trick question it was me. <3 love you bestie

MROW! MROW HOLY SHIT!

OH MY GOD AAAAAAAHAAHHHHHHHHH

I love it so much mrow! I’m already crying in the club and it’s only just past 7am!!!!! How dare you do this to me!!! I WEEP! (Tears of how fucking cool this is thank you oh my God)

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66 notes - Posted January 5, 2022

#4

A Tale from the Sky

So after my last one shot I made for 2021 I got a request for a continuation by the lovely @mrows-fan-works and I have to say I feel in love with the request. So here we have it, I hope you enjoy. 

Here is a link to the fic on Ao3 if you prefer to read it there! 

Happy first fic for 2022, may it lead to many more! 

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When the last of the healers finally left the room, Warriors found himself alone until the others were found, hopefully alive and in better shape than Sky was. Speaking of their Skyloftian, he looked absolutely wretched. He was pale, his lips just a touch blue at the corners but he was assured by multiple people that he was breathing just fine and that it would fade. The skin under Sky’s eyes looked sallow and waxen as well and with the clean white bandages wrapped snugly around his chest it only served to make him look even more sickly. He found himself swallowing hard as he remembered the blood that he had only just managed to slow down long enough for a medic to get there. He looked down at himself, the blood was already dried and stiff on his tunic and his beloved scarf lay on the floor, nearly completely soaked through. That would be a pain to clean. Maybe if he put it in water to soak with some soap it would be easier to remove the stubborn stains? Even as the thought crossed his mind it left, leaving him with a metaphorical monster in the room. 

He looked back at Sky, and just by looking at the sleeping hero you would never guess just how frightening he could be. He had only just managed to get back to the keep where he had left Sky, cursing himself at how long he had been away. It had taken longer than he wanted to find the corporal who was leading the defense of the keep and the monsters that got in the way only added to his irritation. 

Much too long, it had taken much too long and when he finally came back…. He swallowed as he remembered the way Sky was shaking, practically convulsing as he was surrounded by a swirling black cloud. Wizzro, that bastard had looked smug, almost feral as he moved closer ready to strike Sky down. He was just about to leap to Sky’s aid when the man had let out a roar of rage that rooted him to the spot. He had never heard a sound like that come from Sky before, never thought it could even be a possibility given his normally soft spoken nature.  

Sky was, well, he didn’t even know where to begin, he had never seen Sky that angry before in all the time he knew the sleepy head. Sky had bellowed and raged and brought down gleaming strike after strike against the monster until it was down and dragging itself away with Sky stalking after it. He hadn’t even had the power to call out to the man, was hopelessly entranced by the display playing out before him. 

“Do you know who I am? I am the first hero, chosen by the Goddess and imbued with the hero’s spirit.” He had yelled, no more like boomed and Wars had been struck dumb by the sheer power in his voice. The scene continued to play in his mind, nothing around him registered in his head as he was completely enraptured by the scene replaying before him. He blinked and suddenly he was back in the smoke filled air of the keep, watching as Sky plunged the master sword through Wizzro’s back and twisted it cruelly as the monster screeched an unholy noise. 

“I am a slayer of a God, I have killed the very incarnation of hate and lived to tell the tale. Now tell me, what are you to a God slayer?” Sky had hissed, and even though it was quietly spoken Wars had trembled as if the very ground itself had tried to rend itself asunder. It was so callous, so cold even as his voice had been filled with burning hot rage. Wars mind could scarcely put the image of Sky as he was during that battle to the one he always knew. The two versions of Sky were so completely opposite that it was like staring into an alternate reality. He had snapped back to himself when Sky turned around, and offered him a sheepish smile and the blood, oh Goddesses above. 

“I guess you saw that huh?” 

Oh he had seen it all. 

“What? No I’m fine Wars this isn’t even my blood,” 

Sky wasn’t fine and the longer he stood there doing nothing the less likely he was going to be able to save him. He had to move. Now. 

“I’ll be fine Wars, Just need a quick nap.”

By the three, please no. Please.  

It was a blur from there. Just red seeping into blue, and pale skin going paler by the second and desperation. He felt himself starting to hyperventilate and he dug his fingers into his pant legs, too scared to reach out and touch Sky’s sleeping form. Never once had he been this terrified of another person. But what was he scared of? This was Sky, he knew Sky. Was it the injuries? Was it the way he looked so fragile now after the utter unworldly display of power he had shown not hours before? Whatever it was he was on the verge of quaking now. 

“God slayer,” Wars whispered to the silent room and the words seemed to call back to him and settle into his bones. God slayer, that was what Sky had called himself. Memories from a warm sunny day outside of Wild’s home, surrounded by the children of his village now settled in and filled his eyes. Sky had looked��� Remorseful? Bitter? Both? 

“Oh Gods can die, just be glad all they left behind this time were bones,” Sky had said as he had tossed what remained of his apple away. He recalled the way Sky’s warm face had twisted and the vision shattered before his eyes leaving him back in the sick room. He was left struggling to put pieces together of a clearly incomplete puzzle that was the Skyloftian, the whole thing was maddening. There was clearly another side to his brother that he had not seen until now and he was dying to know more. There was a slight movement on the bed and Wars glanced over, mind still miles away as he studied the movement blankly. 

“I wasn’t fast enough, too late… Heh, what else is new? But now you… All suffer for it,”  

Wars snapped back to himself so quickly his head spun and he nearly toppled off his chair when he came eye to half lidded and distant eye with Sky. He was breathing heavily, his hands tightening in the sheets that were draped across his lower body. Wars watched as his eyes moved sluggishly around the high vaulted ceilings and he was fairly certain that anything Sky was seeing was not actually registering in his mind.  

“Sky?” Wars whispered but hesitated to move his chair any closer to the bed. Sky sniffled and sighed before he let his head fall to the side to look at him. Wars could just make out Sky’s sapphire blue eyes peeking out from underneath his thick eyelashes. The dark, almost bruised like skin that clung underneath his bottom lids only made the blue of his eyes stand out in stark relief. Sky blinked at him lazily, grimaced and made to clutch at his chest, the pain obvious on his face. Before he knew what he was doing, Wars had scooted his chair closer and grabbed Sky’s hand, holding it tightly so that he wouldn’t tug at the bandages. 

“Hey now, none of that,” He scolded lightly and was graced with a barely audible sigh. 

“Hurts,” Sky mumbled and Wars gave his hand a soft pat in understanding. 

“Do you need me to go get a healer? They can get you something for the pain,” He offered, the words scarcely out of his mouth before Sky was shaking his head in the negative. To Warriors dismay he was trying to sit up.

“No, no, Don’t go… Not yet, I have to explain,” Sky panted as he continued to struggle to sit up fully. 

“No you don’t have to, no wait,” Wars started but quickly gave up when Sky continued to struggle. 

“Fine alright, just stop trying to sit up,” He snapped and to his relief Sky let himself drop back down to the mattress, and Wars could feel the tremor in Sky’s arms from the strain. 

“I’m sorry Wars, I owe you an… e-explanation… An apology… I am ”  Sky slurred and Wars felt himself stiffen. 

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68 notes - Posted January 9, 2022

#3

Yahahaha! You’re clogging my damn vacuum find a new spot to hide damn you.

131 notes - Posted April 17, 2022

#2

Earth day appreciation post! Have some pictures from my rambles in the woods!

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169 notes - Posted April 22, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

ALRIGHT HERE WE GO!

I wanted to draw my blorbo, Hiri in her elder clothes! This is my interpretation of what the elder Sheikahs would look like/wear. The only thing you can see is that they also wear earrings. But the spooky vibe spoke to me so here we are.

186 notes - Posted May 30, 2022

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