#malice link

[tagzpite]

poisoned mind, bound with malice

[ickymakesart]

au where everything is fine

[ordon-shield]

Febuwhump Day 25 (Assumed Dead): Reborn From Malice

ao3 link (6th in a series)

Link thought he might be dead. He couldn’t see, hear, or even feel anything, his body floating in an empty void for all he knew. Slowly, he started to become aware again, feeling trickling back into his body bit-by-bit, starting with sensation creeping back into his limbs. He was somewhere warm, that was the first thing he realised, enveloped in something warm and comforting, moving around him in pulses, like the beating of a heart.

As he started to wake up fully, he felt it pull away from him, his skin shivering from the cold air outside, before it withdrew entirely, his body slipping out and down onto a cold and rocky floor. Squinting up, he saw that he was in a cave, the stone ceiling above him teeming with the pinkish-purple substance that he’d fallen from— malice, his scattered memory told him. He couldn’t remember much he realised. The malice was all over him as well, coating his skin and staining the clothes he wore.

He could see light coming from one end of the tunnel, so he made his way over, crawling out of the small cave entrance into a small woods lit by the slowly rising sun, the sky still pink with dawn. Looking down at himself in the light, he noticed that his veins were outlined in the same shades as the malice he’d seen, softly glowing in the fading shadows as they crept away from the sun. He could see patterns across his skin as well, like fresh bruises, but when he pushed down on them, he didn’t feel pain— he didn’t feel anything at all, the skin they covered being numb to his touch.

He spent some time just wandering around the forest. It somehow felt familiar even if he couldn’t actually remember it. Part of him wanted to head back to the cave, back to the malice, but something else was pushing him to explore. At some point, he ran into a camp of small red monsters, and immediately tensed, expecting an attack. Instead, they welcomed him in, offering him food and chattering at him in a language he couldn’t understand. He could pick up on the emotions behind it though, and they seemed happy to have him, cheering when he accepted their offer of food. He didn’t know why he’d expected them to attack when they were being so nice.

The sun was high in the sky when he decided to move on, leaving the monsters— bokoblins, his scattered memories had eventually told him— despite their welcome. He had started to feel restless the more he stayed in one place, like there was something vital he was meant to be doing that he’d just forgotten about. Checking the angle of the sun, he decided to make his way… south? Yes, he thought it was south, following a river.

As he walked, the trees gradually fell alway, until he found himself on a sandbank surrounded by water. Off in the distance he spotted what looked like another monster camp, this one much larger than the one he’d been in before. It seemed to be getting late, so maybe he’d head over and see if they’d let him stay the night. As he walked past the water, he took a glance in. Hovering above the sandy floor of the lake, he could see his own reflection, blurred by the rippling of the water. His eyes weren’t blue, was the first thing he thought. They looked pretty cool though, bright yellow slits staring into themselves, and he wondered if they’d glow in the darkness.

He was almost to the monster camp when he ran into the fish person— Zora! That’s what they were called. He’d been happy to see them, wondering if they’d be as friendly as the monsters, but instead they’d pulled out a spear and thrust it at him, shouting at him to get back. He jumped back, hissing in pain as the spear grazed his arm. Glaring at the Zora he felt a foreign anger burn in his chest, as he rushed forward, knocking them off balance with a hit to the legs, before grabbing their spear right out of their hands. It felt familiar to have a weapon in his hands, to be ready for battle. The Zora froze, looking like they were about to run, and he wasn’t going to just let that happen. Throwing the spear to the side, he pounced at them, instincts he never knew he had triggering, as he sunk his teeth into their arm, their sudden sharpness piercing through the tough scales as a sweet taste filled his mouth.

A moment later he was shaken off, loosing his hold on the arm as he was thrown to the side, his body rolling to a stop on the wet sand as the Zora fled. Holding a hand up to his mouth, he pulled it away coated with malice. Giving it a lick to check, he confirmed that it was the sweet taste in his mouth. Pulling himself up, he noticed the graze on his arm had already healed over, only a faint line of malice left where the blade had sliced through his skin.

He made it to the monster camp over the lake soon after, and was welcomed in by the Lizalfos that lived there. They showed him how to hunt fish by leaping into the water and grabbing out out with his hands, and offered him some of their sharp metal weapons, much better than the crude wooden ones he’d seen before. He decided to accept a few, sure that the Zora he’d met before wouldn’t be the only enemy he’d have to fight.

As he got ready to sleep that night, leaning against a lizalfos who’d already dozed off, he felt something… shift in his mind, his awareness of the world changing. He could feel something towards the east, up in Zora’s Domain. It felt like himself, but different and with a start he realised it was the Zora from before, the malice in their wound connecting them, spread from one to another. It wanted to spread he realised, tugging on the newly formed connection, overriding the panicking mind of the Zora. He’d help it.

As he slept that night, he saw images in his mind. A giant shark-like Zora surrounded by glowing stones. A young and awkward Goron wearing a scrap of blue. A white Rito, holding a bow. A small Gerudo girl wearing a golden headdress. An old Sheikah woman, sitting in a wooden house. With the images came one request, one command he knew he would follow.

Infect.

[deltaruinedcoco37]

I HAVE FOUR QUESTIONS!

1: Should Link have made toast in botw(as a toast wizard, this is very important)?

2: Do you still intend on making that totk au?

3: If yes to two, then have you been working on it, and are there any chapters up yet?

4: IF SO, THEN WHAT IS IT CALLED!? IT SOUNDS SO COOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL

It's on Wattpad! Linked to the Malice: https://www.wattpad.com/1348996819-linked-to-the-malice-totk-au-strange-discovery

I have 10 chapters so far!

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LINKTOBER DAY 21: Water Temple

Sidon grapples the horrors of the water temple guardian while Link and Zelda beeline for the terminal.

And they got a weird rock out of the whole ordeal! What a win.

(The Water Sage is a doctor. Her last student had come to her with the intention to destroy a flesh plague, and she had readily agreed to invest all she has in his quest-

-until she has nothing left to give, except a defiled labratory, a destroyed body, and a lingering spirit chained by stubbornness and spite.)

Not that our trio would know any of this. The linguistic drift in the last ten thousand years is insane.

This au’s called familiar familiar! It’s a self indulgent totk au where zelda and link traverse the wild lands of hyrule post upheaval.

My patreon is here, if you wish to throw a penny at your local Unhinged Artist!

[inkeyjay]

The Rise of Power 🩸

The Triforce is finally complete :D (u can get prints over in my INPRNT)

Happy 20 days until Tears of the Kingdom!

[justjonesingaround]

somewhere, ganon is laughing to himself about this one

[tsukinoshinjiu]

XII - The hanged man

"The hanged man understands that his position is a sacrifice that he needed to make in order to progress forward - whether as repentance for past wrongdoings, or a calculated step backward to recalculate his path onward."

[magicicephoenix]

I'm not sure if you're still accepting palette request but if you do: #6 "shy" for toon bendy (BATDR) or maybe #52 "plastic heart" for Twisted Alice?

an anxious demon and a murderous angel. what could go wrong?

batdr bendy with #6 - shy and twisted alice with #52 - plastic heart

[eiochevart]

Linktober 2024 day 6: fear/horror

Had so many ideas for this prompt. Below the cut is one of my ideas that was ultimately replaced, but I’m still happy with it. It can be read as a sort of prequel maybe?

One second away from disaster…. I feel like this one conveys “fear” much stronger than the malice drawing

[weepingtalecowboy]

Shadow is too stupid to be corrupted by gloom lol

Fanfic prompt : shadow is a being created by ganon so malice could bring him back

But because shadow is concentrated dark magic a malice version of him would be concentrated malice therefore gloom

So when shadow came back from a blood moon he was a gloomy guy (all creepy glow and dark red and stuff)

But if he stayed the same idiot just with the added bonus of constantly killing anything he touches (the grass will be evaporating lol)

That would create a few problems

Four figured out quickly that his hand will be burning when he holds hands (good that Wild has a life long supply of hearty potions lol)

Shadow feeling guilty about killing every blade of grass in close proximity: I am a monster :(

Four (getting possessed by Vio lol) : this is the most competent you have ever been and you are not even doing it on purpose or anything

The chain was not very happy about four's gloom spawn

Shadow gets light dragon gloves and shoes because unfortunately sacrificing the ecosystem is not a possibility and that random dragon in the air has lots of hair and scales that it doesn’t need (poor Flora her quest wasn’t started yet and she is already getting robbed)

So now he isn’t a hazard for the entire world

But the sheer amount of terror he can cause by controlling the spawns of ganon also known as gloom spawns

He is now a feral gremlin with insta kill enabled

Fighting monsters is easy if you are not affected by dark blood (because he is the dark blood lol)

[valoniaart]

Ganondorf

[rainbowsarah12]

Teardrops page 2

What would you do if you were Link?

Painted in Photoshop. I really slowed down on the panels, I am so sorry- I am such a chaotic person sometimes. Hopefully its easier to read now :)

[starlight-eclipsed]

"Infiltrate the group of heroes," Demise had commanded, "and destroy them from within."

This was supposed to be a doodle.

Anyway, I sincerely recommend reading A Dark Among the Lights by LuckyLectio on AO3. It's a wonderful story in which after a long and arduous journey, our snarky protagonist has finally gotten a hug. Two of them, even!

[mx-legend-of-faye]

Wouldn’t it be just horrifying for the guardians of the Silent Realm in Skyward Sword to be corrupted by either malice or gloom from BotW/TotK and thus looking essentially like the blights that killed the champions?

And wouldn’t it be so fun to make Sky and Wild have to face that horrible combination of what’s probably somewhere in the top five of their worst nightmares?

Just imagine it, the Silent Realm bleeding through into the regular realm on Skyloft. The color slowly draining away into that haunting bluish-grey of the Silent Realm. Eerie bells ringing in the air. Gloom seeping onto the floor, because the Silent Realm has been corrupted, and it’s no longer a place Hylia has any control over.

The guardians of the Silent Realm with gloom covered weapons, eyes dripping gloom from them, and bodies becoming more and more coated in gloom as the guardians flicker in and out of view near the Light Tower on Skyloft.

And then the guardians awaken. You know, the guardians that have never been fought before and therefore have no known method of defeating them?

Yeah :)

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Linktober day 11: rollin’ inn

After a day fighting a volcano, the heroic group stumble back to the inn to take a Long Rest. Unfortunately for Link, his sleep is interrupted by mournful ghosts partying it up in his brain.

(Mineru and rauru were the last of their kind ever since the already small insular zonai kingdom was decimated by a strange, flesh bending plague. A lone miner found the two children, and decided to take them in despite concerns of the curse.

He raised them. When they asked him to help fight the source of their blood family’s extinction, who was he to say no?)

More about this totk au! (It all started when zelda did not get teleported into the past, and then spiraled from there)

Patreon!