#lu art tag

[rebornofstars]

* anyway BOO!!! I added a background!!! TW FOR BLOOD AND ARM GORE IM SORRY

DONT BE SORRY NEVER BE SORRY YOURE GIVING ME HEART PALPITATIONS IM SO. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH SNU HOW ARE YOU SO TALENTED!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HOW ARE YOU SO WONDERFUL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! IM LITERALLY GOING INSANE OVEr ALL THE DETAIL!!!!! THE DETAIL!!!!!!! and the LIGHTING!!!!!!!!!!!! IM OBSESSED!!!!!!!!!!!! THIS IS GOING ON MY WALL!!!!!!!!!!!!! THE BLOODSTAINS!!!! THE SHADOWS!!!!!! THE BRICKS!!!!!!!! THE VINES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OH MY GODDDDDDDDD baby BOYYYYYYYYY WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO HIM (delighted) !!!!!!!! WHAT HAVE I DONE TO HIM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

[rebornofstars]

Hi @w1lmutt! Your artwork is so cute and hilarious and has inspired me to continue creating for this fandom. I admire you a lot, so I wrote this short piece for you as part of the Fan Joy July challenge based on your artwork. I hope that’s okay!

“If you put poison in a red potion,” Hyrule said suddenly, fracturing the blessed, blessed silence like a hammer to a thin sheet of glass, “would it heal you or kill you?” Four rolled over and tried to pretend he hadn’t heard. “I know you guys are awake,” Hyrule added. “Dammit,” Four mumbled. “Hm,” said Wild in an ominously interested tone. “What’s the ratio of poison to potion?” Four turned back to face them, propping himself up on his elbow. The fire crackled behind them, orange sparks flying over their heads. Hyrule was lying on his back with his hands cradling his skull, staring up through the mist at the stars. Four watched Wild chew on his lip in the way that meant he was thinking of doing something that would give Twilight a conniption. “If you drink poison, I swear to—” Four threatened. “Like, half-half,” Hyrule decided. “Is it deadly poison?” “No,” said Four emphatically. “Yeah,” said Hyrule. Wild reached out a hand and flicked the Slate on. It washed the scars on his face in electric blue light. Twilight, on his other side, twitched in his sleep. Four sighed. “We’ve gotta be scientific about this,” Wild said reasonably. Hyrule blinked away from the sky and nodded. Four wondered whether he could convincingly pretend to fall asleep before they did anything ill-advised so as to not be held responsible for any poisoning, rogue magic spells, or explosions. “There’s too many variables. How fast-acting is the poison? How fast-acting is the potion? What parts of the body do they each target?” Hyrule was silent for long enough that Four began to hope he’d drifted off. Then— “Gohma venom?” he offered. Wild grunted, scrolling through his compendium, squinting at the screen. “What’s a gohma?” Hyrule waved a hand around vaguely. “Eye thing,” he tried. “With legs.” Wild brought the slate down and stared at Hyrule over the top of it, blank-faced. “That could be anything,” Four cut in, despite his better judgement. “That could be you. You’re an eye thing with legs.” He jabbed the traveller’s ribs and Hyrule squirmed away, ending up half on top of Wild in his haste to avoid Four’s probing fingers. Four was so glad he’d checked whether everyone in the group was ticklish.  “The question was poison, not venom, anyway,” Wild said, unconcerned by Hyrule’s weight sprawled across him. He lifted the slate up a little higher so that he could see past Hyrule’s head. The fire spat embers. Distantly, Four realised that Legend was snoring. “I think I’ve got nightshade somewhere in here.” “Ooh,” Hyrule said gleefully. “Drink it!” “Do not,” Four said.

Fan Joy July Masterpost

Hyrule always asks the important questions, too bad he does it at 3 am

[aoikitty]

Not me learning how to use tumblr just to post Lu fanart- 💀

Anyways hi, first time posting art here! This was supposed to be a quick shitpost but I got carried away and actually put effort into it..

my bad..

Alt version:

I’ve been lurking round the fandom since February, but haven’t actually gotten round to posting anything till now

I have a bunch of ideas for LU illustrations & even some animatics- but I won’t promise anything cause I am so unbelievably slow at drawing that it’s not even funny 💀

That said- PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE LET ME IN THE CLUB I NEED PEOPLE TO YAP WITH ABOUT THIS COMIC SO BAD- PLEEAAASEEE 😭😭🙏🙏🙏

[rebornofstars]

Happy belated birthday!

Here's an excerpt of a very small and silly thing I've been doodling -

WHMWHWMHJHMW QMWWJHWN?!?!? I RECOGNISE THAT DIALOGUE !!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

OHHHH MY GOD ITS HIM!!!! ITS THE GRANDPA!!!!! I LOVE HIM SO SO MUCHHHHHHH HE LOOKS SO WONDERFUL,,, HIS BRAID !!!!!! AND THE COAT !!!! AND EVERYTHING ABT HIM AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

TAYA I AM LOSNIG MY MINDDDDDD

[humbuns]

pieced together till they're no longer broken apart

[rebornofstars]

Hi @kenvamp! Your artwork is so three-dimensional and exquisite and has inspired me to continue creating for this fandom. I admire you a lot, so I wrote this short piece for you as part of the Fan Joy July challenge based on your artwork. I hope that’s okay!

“Stop wriggling.” “I’m not wriggling,” Green said. He tried to turn around to face her as she spoke, but a slender, gloved hand pressed down firmly on the side of his skull to keep him in place. “Ow! Zelda.” “Stop wriggling, then,” she repeated. The brush dug into his scalp as she moved it through his hair, thick and slow and soothing. The steady motions made him feel like he was a child again. He grinned to himself. “Are you going to tell me how you got a knot the size of a bird’s egg in the back of your head?” Zelda asked. “I’m surprised Blue didn’t immediately get out the clippers. You know how he gets about untidiness.” “I ran away from him,” Green admitted, and was rewarded by the warm shake of her laughter where their bodies were pressed together, her ankle against his hip, her knee against his elbow. Zelda tucked some of his hair behind his ear with the brush. “How’d you escape?” she asked. “Didn’t,” he said. “Red took the hit for me.” She stopped brushing. He took the chance to turn around and found her giggling silently into her palms, freckles peeking out from behind the powder on her face, glowing pink stone set into her circlet, ginger-brown and bushy-haired and blue-eyed. His best friend. He could still see the ghost of her at six years old, underneath the pink and white fabric and the thick skirts. At ten years old, at twelve, at fourteen. Let’s go check out the festival together!  He crossed his legs like a schoolchild and smirked at her. “Red tackled Blue and the clippers took off half of his eyebrow. And then Red pulled out his fire rod, and the whole house nearly exploded.” “Oh, goddesses,” she gasped through tears of mirth. The huge satin bow keeping her own hair in check crinkled as laughter wracked her. Green slipped the hairbrush from her fingers and gestured for her to turn around. “It was worse than that time with the cat,” he said. “Come on, it’s your turn.” She pulled on the ribbon to free her hair, still giggling, and he started tugging the bristles through the fuzz at her split ends. “You’ve all got dinner with my father tonight as a thank-you for the whole Vaati business,” she said. “I’m not going to be able to keep it together.” “Oh, no,” realised Green, with completely genuine shock. “The king’s not going to ask about Red’s missing eyebrow, will he?” “Um,” she said, because they both knew how curious her father was. “We should have fun watching them try to explain, at least?” “Stop wriggling,” he instructed, as she tried to turn around. “Zelda!”

Fan Joy July Masterpost

them

[inumbrapugnabimus-maybe]

chaos amiright

from here

[mizaruwu]

Shall we dance?

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There's two more drawings of Legend with Hilda and Fable with Ravio, but I'm not happy with the poses so I'll reblog this post with those two when I find the will to fix 'em. I'll also make omakes of the gala, lil doodles of the event asdgfhjk

here's their outfit showcase 1 and 2

[mirensiart]

fluffvember day 1: snow | “I’m stealing your blanket”

I’m elegantly late by 4 days lol but have wars & wind sleeping + wind being a blanket hoarder

[rebornofstars]

Hi @maesonc-artistic-adventures! Your artwork is so beautifully textured and adorable and has inspired me to continue creating for this fandom. I admire you a lot, so I wrote this short piece for you as part of the Fan Joy July challenge based on your artwork. I hope that’s okay!

“It’s definitely north,” said Wind. Warriors loomed over his shoulder and he snatched the map out of sight, scowling. Rain was drumming against the shield Warriors held over their heads, pt-pt-pt-pt-pt off the grooved metal and all around them in thick droplets. Not that it was doing them much good. A stiff breeze was flinging the water under their makeshift shelter and into their faces. The back of Wind’s tunic was all damp. “Hey! Pirate eyes only.” “What, you’re worried I’m going to see the X where you buried all your treasure?” Warriors laughed. “You didn’t even make this map. And anyway, you’re holding it upside down.” “No, I’m not.” “Yes, you are.” Warriors tugged it out of the kid’s hands and rotated it, then handed it back. Wind’s eyes went round. He squinted through the rain. “Oh,” he said. The shield thrummed. Pt-pt-pt-pt-pt. Warriors laughed at him. Wind elbowed him in the ribs as hard as he could manage.  “Well, how was I supposed to know that?” he demanded. “In my era we draw our compasses in this corner, not that one.” He shoved the map under the captain’s nose, pointing. Warriors shook his head.  “It’s labelled?”  “Well, I don’t read this hylian, do I?” Wind said incredulously. “I can’t deal with you imbeciles.” “Ah, come on now,” Warriors said. “Don’t start quoting the old man at me, that’s not fair.” He blinked rain out of his eyelashes, blond hair soaked flat against his forehead, and grinned winningly until Wind elbowed him again. “We need to go east,” the kid decided, holding the map out. An icy wave of rain came upon them from behind. A furious shiver wracked him. “Nah,” Warriors admitted. “It’s north. You were holding it the right way before.” Wind whipped his head around and glared. “You rat bastard.” Warriors grinned. “Just a bit of fun. C’mon, squirt. Lead the way.” “See if I ever let you give me map advice ever again,” Wind said with his nose in the air. He gestured in the right direction. Warriors set off, brisk pace slightly more sluggish than usual, matching Wind’s walking speed. If the sailor had asked, he would’ve cited the weather—but he kept his shield level above Wind’s head the entire journey, as they both stumbled on down the road to Kakariko through the cold grey rain.

Fan Joy July Masterpost

Took sometime away from art and it helped a lot to reset and find new inspiration 💙

[rebornofstars]

* im physically unable to keep secrets here’s a sneak park of the next piece

oh my godddddd are you TRYING to KILL ME. i almost dropped dead from excitement!!!!!!!!!!!!! i fucking LOVE artworks that have like. broken glass and a fractured reflection of the character and thats SUCH A GOOD IDEA IM GOING TO SCREAM I AM GOING TO CRY I AM GOING TO CRAWL ONTO THE CEILING LIKE SPIDERMAN GRAVITY WILL BOW TO MY WILL!!!!!!!!!!!

[nell0-0]

Drew something a bit different this time ^^

I know I said not to think too deeply about it on my last Mask and Fi drawing [THIS] but... I thought too deeply about it, augh. Their relationship is so complicated but I wanted to show another side of it. Hopefully I managed it here.

Fi may not have understood the animosity Mask showed towards her back in the war, but that's not the case after everything. And even if they have a bond now (kind of) it's... messy. And it's not like Mask has the stones to open the door (nor does he think he should, what with what happened last time he did). So... yeah...

It's a bit bittersweet and there's still resentment there. Just. Complicated.

[themortaldraw]

read twilight thinks he's a dog

[rebornofstars]

Hi @la-sera! Your artwork is so intricate and just absolutely stunning, and has inspired me to continue creating for this fandom. I admire you a lot, so I wrote this short piece for you as part of the Fan Joy July challenge based on your artwork. I hope that’s okay!

Legend lifted the torch. Flame danced over the wooden pallet and the body laid out across it: agonisingly, gut-wrenchingly still. Legend forced his eyes away from the light and down. If he squinted through the tears he could almost pretend that the body was just sleeping. That the jumping firelight was a healthy glow in the body’s cheeks; that it masked the rise and fall of a chest. He smeared his wet face across his sleeve, and cupped the body’s face with one hand. “Hyrule…” he whispered. The traveller’s body was cold and quiet, the same as it had been every other time Legend had called the kid’s name. Each time, he felt the same half-second of desperate hope. Of longing. Of denial. “Hyrule… please. Please.”  Each time, his heart was torn apart anew. Legend sniffed. The kid looked peaceful in death. The creases on his brow were smooth. Twilight had laid a spare tunic over the mangled stomach and closed his eyes, just before they lifted him onto the pyre. A gesture of respect for the d— Legend felt more tears escape him. Hyrule was dead. He was dead.  He was dead. The thought was earth-shattering. “I’m b—burning,” he forced out through wet sobs, “your b—your body. Just like you—you made me promise.” He felt a steadying hand at his back. “Do you need help?” Twilight asked. Legend squeezed his eyes shut and shuddered silently. “No,” he lied. “N—no, I’m—good.” “We have to be quick,” Twilight reminded him. “The monsters are approaching. They’re still—” “I know,” said Legend. He brushed his thumb gently along Hyrule’s skin, even though he knew the kid would never feel it. Smooth and cold. Like porcelain. So easily broken. “I know. His blood.” The memories of that fight would be burned into his eyelids forever, red and bright and hot like the flaming torch he held. Hyrule being pinned down by a horde of monsters. The way he arched away from the knife, begging, pleading. The knife as it slid through his skin like butter, and the dark blood that began to bubble out of the cuts. The way it pooled in the hollow of his abdomen. The endless gushing as it coated the monsters’ hands down to the wrist.  Legend blinked the stark images away, hoarse screams ringing in his ears. He tasted bile. How was he supposed to walk away now knowing that he’d failed? That the kid had been ritually sacrificed in the worst way possible? Died seeing his worst fear realised? “I’m sorry,” he choked out, and lowered the torch. The bloodstained clothes caught alight. Hyrule was never going to finish the story he’d been telling Legend to pass the time while they trekked through the endless woods. He was never going to cast another spell or swing a sword or introduce them to his princesses. One day, Legend would forget the way the corners of his eyes used to crinkle when he laughed. “I’m so sorry.”

Fan Joy July Masterpost

"burn my body"

Hyrule dies in his Hyrule. The monsters managed to sacrifice him to resurrect Ganon.

Legend wants to grant Hyrule's last wish: burn my body.

[maesonc-artistic-adventures]

Based on the hilarious tags @x-i-l-verify left on one of my older pieces. I laughed so hard I had to draw it.

The tags are on this post.

[inumbrapugnabimus-maybe]

did I ever mention how much I love these two?

(based on @birb-boyo’s wonderful post)