#totk gibdo queen

[otherworldy-insect]

RAUGH RAGH RAGH I WAS THINKING SBT THAT ONE FIC AND AU AGAIN. YALL DO NOT UNDERSTAND HOW YUMMY IT IS /silly

ANYWAYS. LOOK AT ME STRUGGLING TO FIND A GOOD DEISGN FOR ZORA!WATERBLIGHT (i mean they kinda resemble a hammerhead shark LMAO) also wip for gyba/gerudo!queen gibdos ref sheet.. featuring @master-kohga-dating-sim’s fanfiction for this au, faces of eons + return. seriously they had to make the baby temple bosses so silly.l. ‼️‼️/lh /pos

ALSO SAKIRU DEF DESERVES TO BE A LITTLE… YK. UNHINGED.

[otherworldy-insect]

REBLOGGING THIS A THIRD TIME BUt

i knew what i had to draw

Faces Of Eons

more for Sakiru, this is kind of a follow up to Return. here we have Sakiru meeting the main silly guys of the AU :3

(for @bugger-loz's dungeon boss AU, Dark Disciples)

Word count: 1268 Characters: Sakiru, Astor, Original characters (the blights and temple bosses), Kohga and Sooga (briefly) Warnings: None

The four stood there in silence, facing Sakiru and the apostle with exaggerated expressions ranging from bewilderment to annoyance. Not knowing what to say, Sakiru stood there and studied their features.

There weren't many collective similarities between them. They were all different shapes and species- a thin and lanky gerudo who appeared to be a man, A built and stocky goron, a tall-statured zora, and a barrel-chested rito. All of them were flicking their eyes between Sakiru and the robed man.

After a minute of silence, the apostle spoke. “I told you that the Demon King’s alchemist turned himself into a construct.”

“I… guess that is a construct… but you at least could’ve told us what that meant! We weren’t exactly expecting a full on robot, ya know?” “What were you expecting?” He threw their hands in the air. “I don’t know, but it damn well wasn’t that!”

The apostle sighed and rubbed his forehead. “Enough. The point is that he’s here now. You may call him Sakiru. That was the name that he took in life.”

“Sakiru,” The rito murmured under his breath.

The apostle turned his head to Sakiru. “I wanted you to meet these people. These are the ones who call themselves The Blights, followers of Calamity Ganon. Each of them serve as their respective element.”

He gestured to all of them, one by one. First the gerudo. “Raedihn is the blight of thunder.” The rito. “Thyelli is the blight of the winds.” The zora. “Ahvesus is the blight of the waters.” The goron. “And finally, Kohlasi is the blight of fire.” He crossed his arm over his chest and bowed. “I am the prophet of doom. You may call me Astor.”

Sakiru looked from Astor to the blights. “...That’s not all of them. What do you mean?”

Astor stood up from his bow, masking his confusion with false confidence. “I assure you, that is all four of them. Each counteracts a certain person, a general in our enemy’s army. Every single one is accounted for.”

“But what of light? What of spirit?”

A smirk tugged at the corner of his lips, but he still kept some of that confusion. “You’ve been down there quite a while, you must not be up to speed. There is no ‘spirit’ that you speak of. The light, Princess Zelda, is opposed by the calamity itself.”

Before Sakiru could ask any questions, Ahvesus cut through with a sarcastic laugh. “Look, prophecy man. We don’t have all day. This isn’t exactly, you know, time for a little history lesson.” They hissed that part through gritted teeth. “So can we please get to the point?”

Astor nodded. “Of course. Right this way, Sakiru.”

He opened the wooden doors and let them out. The quiet of the room they were in seemed infectious, the bustle of the outside going silent in nearly a second. The strange masked men clothed in red suits stared at them and shuffled out of their way to clear a path.

While they walked, Sakiru perked his mechanical ears up. He noticed two men in the crowd: one of them significantly taller than the rest of them, the other jumping around and waving his arms in the air. “Sooga, lift me up! I wanna see em!”

The tall man named Sooga picked him up by the armpits and lifted him to about the height of his chest. The other man, wearing a more extravagant mask and noticeably more stout than the others, put a hand at his forehead to shield his eyes from sunlight that wasn’t in the underground hideout. “Woah! What in Ganon’s name is that? Is that the alchemist guy that Astor was talking about?”

The man stopped speaking and demanded to be let down when Sakiru looked at him. Before he could fully squirm out of his position, they entered the next room.

Just like the one that they met in, this room had no masked men in it. There were three mounds of blankets and cushions, along with a wooden tub of water clearly separated from the fabrics. As they walked in, Astor jingled the jewelry in his hair.

The four beings in the room perked up, intrigued by the noise. They were… babies. A gerudo girl, a goron pebble, a zora fry, and a rito hatchling. They crawled a little closer to Sakiru. Fascinated, but wary of danger.

The Blights looked at each other and waited for one of them to say something. Thyelli took that responsibility. “...These are our children,” she said. “Moruka, Gohrra, Gyba, and my son, Colgheri. You… can imagine why this is so important to us.”

“I see…” Sakiru rasped as he kneeled down. Gyba got a little closer and reached out. Her little fingers grasped one of the zonaite prongs at the end of his arm. She giggled as he raised his hand a little bit, lifting her a few inches off the ground. 

The other kids joined their friend to meet the newcomer. Ahvesus picked up their child as they waddled over. “This is war. If anything goes wrong… yeah, not risking it. We can’t fight and take care of them at the same time.”

“What about these masked men? There’s plenty of them.”

Astor scoffed. “Sakiru, let’s just say that I wouldn’t trust those buffoons with a dog, much less children. The Yiga are a bad influence, and I doubt they’d feed them anything but bananas. We only work with them out of necessity.”

Ahvesus wiped off a bit of water that Moruka spit in their face. “We need our futures and legacies to be protected, unless the calamity doesn’t go entirely to plan. Since you have no counterpart, could we rely on you?” Sakiru picked Gohrra off of the floating pieces of his arms. “For fellow disciples of darkness, I will do what I can.”

-

“What do you mean, ‘no spirit’? What happened to the fifth sage?”

Astor and Sakiru were alone now in the quiet of the night. Everyone else had gone to bed. The only sound accompanying them was the wildlife in the highlands.

“I found out about you through the stone archives in the temples I’ve unearthed. I’ve seen depictions of the ‘sages’ you speak of, but I assure you that there were only four. Perhaps something has been lost to time.”

“But you spoke of Princess Zelda, I remember her… It can’t have been that long.”

“Interesting. It seems there really is more going on here than I imagined…” He turned back to him. “But it really has been that long. Based on the age of the archives, you’ve been in that temple for at least ten thousand years.”

“T- ten… ten thousand years…”

Sakiru couldn’t move his arms. His whole body seized up. His heart stopped beating in its jar.

“It’s a lot to take in, but-”

He cut Astor off. “Ten thousand years…! Ten thousand-! TEN THOUSAND YEARS!”

And with that, he threw his glass head back and looked up towards the sky. From his jaws, brought from the air itself, he let forth a cackle like he had never laughed before. Such a deep and throaty noise that didn’t travel through his severed neck, not coming from jarred lungs that never filled with air to create it. All through the night, he laughed and laughed up towards a sky full of stars that he didn’t recognize anymore.

Rauru was dead. Mineru was dead. Every single hylian under their command was now the dirt that his zonai feet walked upon. It didn’t matter. He did it.

He was immortal.

[dragonsleather]

She prefers to feast on rotting animal carcasses across the desert so these plants aren’t really her thing. You can have them

[metamatronic]

uhhhh fuck that moth

[princeoferror]

Linktober Shadow Day 7: Dungeon/Temple

[taboonle]

[goddess-nerd]

Hot take: Queen gibdo is a pretty boss

[pockethexapod]

David Attenborough: “Here we see the queen in her natural habitat, watching her subject emerge from its chrysalis...”

(GOD I LOVE THESE GIBDO REDESIGNS, 12/10)

[hyrulianphotography]

[otherworldy-insect]

OMG @master-kohga-dating-sim IS COOKING RN. SERIOUSLy THEY ARE FUKCIFM DCOOKING AND WHY THE FUCKIS MORUKA SO CUTE IN THIS ONE

SILIY BIY SILSLY BILLY SOSOSLU

[chillkoki]

Finally finished this piece from a month or two ago! At least as much as I'm going to lol

[zelda-photography]

[dragonsleather]

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[werewolfsister]

Queen Gibdo Round 1

This was hard

[twin-chains]

Based on any criteria: whoever was the most fun to fight, the coolest or most clever design, the hardest battle, general vibes, etc.

I just realized I can’t do one for BOTW cause all the bosses are Ganon-related except for Kohga. Oh well, TOTK has more unique and better bosses anyway and I’ll stand by that. Especially Colgera because holy hell that boss battle was exhilarating with the flying in a storm and the skydiving into its body and the portals and the epic music??? Superior

[bradsmindbrain]

“Oh, Queen Gibdo is the worst boss, the minons and her sand beam make her god awful.”

This is objectively false, everyone knows that this purple piece of shit is the worst boss, especially in The Depths.