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My first post for this platform, I'm still learning how to use Tumblr.

I'm toying with the idea of ​​what shapes the chain would take if it touched Twilight's shadow crystal. The deer seems about right for Hyrule, while the idea for a opossum came from the fanfiction "An Omen of Things to Come" (There will definitely be more opossum Hyrule drawings, another time).

Maybe I'll try drawing the rest, I have some ideas about what shapes the others would take, but if anyone has any suggestions I'd be happy to read them.

Nota al margen: Mi inglés aún no es perfecto, por favor corriganme si me equivoco en algo/My English is not perfect yet, please correct me if I'm wrong about anything.

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/55066558/chapters/165867187

Wind's 10k word confessional about what he's been seeing for the past few days is finally here!

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Take a chapter 8 on this fine weekend, I hope it treats you well. This time Wind acts strange (no surprise there) and the wind messes some shit up (oops).

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And we're back, baby! Wild has some memories, itchy scars, and no idea how to help. :(

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New chapter! In which I at last provide some answers (and confirm some theories).

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[Legend of Zelda] So…..about their canon heights.

Thanks to @cy-the-angst-maker​ who enlightened me about the Links’ canon heights according to Nintendo….and ohmigod, they are all shorter than I could have comprehend. Especially Twilight’s canon height… 

In a summary:

Wild: 4′10″ (147cm)

Twilight: 4′6″ (137cm)

Time / Sky: around 5′3″ to 5′4″ (160cm to 162cm)

Warriors: 5′6″ (168cm)

Toon Link: 3′4″ (102cm)

Classic Link: estimated to be around 3′11″ (119cm) 

Btw I am around Time/Sky’s height. These boys are smaller than I expected.

As much as I find these hilarious, I’ll stick to the general fandom headcanon that Twilight is one of the taller Links. Especially in comparison to Wild lol. 

BONUS: I made memes and ran with it 

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Have another Hyrule

I drew Wild in a dress so it’s only fair I draw the Fairy Gremlin in one too

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Working on the whumps, and I'd like a little input from those who'll be reading

Wind is not an option because he is a child and Warriors would not allow him to witness that, even if it killed him to hide it.

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emily axford crying in relief because she thought her fictional mom had died before she and brennan reconciled the fictional years of turmoil between them because of her fictional affair is something that can be so personal actually

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Batman gives each of his Robins a different code to use when they’re in trouble and need immediate extraction. He promises that when they call, he’ll drop everything just to get to them, come hell or high water.

Jason, during his time with the League, shares his code with Damian, to be used “only in the direst of circumstances, when you have exhausted all other options.” He doesn’t know if Bruce will answer, given how fractured their relationship was before he died, but it is better than nothing. Every tool counts when they live such dangerous lives.

Damian uses it exactly once, and Bruce, who still feels the loss of his son like a yawning chasm in his chest, responds to it even though he knows it can’t be Jason because Jason’s dead. What he finds, instead of Jason, is a boy in League garbs, drenched in blood from the tips of his midnight-black hair to his too-small feet, with a face that Bruce sees himself and Talia in, requesting asylum from a grandfather who wishes to possess his body. Bruce doesn’t question how this boy who is so clearly his son knew the code. Talia al Ghul is resourceful and places family above all; the code is not beyond her abilities to discover, and she is not above using Bruce’s desperate love for his dead son to ensure that hers does not meet the same fate.

Bruce takes Damian in, because of course he does, and since Jason is dead he allows Damian to keep using the code. After all, it’s not like Jason is alive to use it, right? If someone uses the code, there’s no one it could be but Damian, right?

The next time the code is used, Bruce traces the location to Gotham even though Damian was supposed to be in Bludhaven visiting Dick. But whatever happened that resulted in Damian being in Gotham can wait, because he has already failed one son and he will not fail another, his son is in trouble and he needs to get to him, he needs to—

What he finds, instead of Damian, is a boy (just eighteen, too young, but also too old, but also he will always be a boy to him) in League garbs, drenched in blood from the tips of his midnight-black hair to his too-large feet (when had he gotten so big), wearing the face of his dead son.

(Who, maybe, just maybe, may no longer be so dead.)

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New chapter! Hyrule makes poor decisions, is stopped, and suffers some consequences anyways. Things with his whole inner magic situation finally come to a head too!

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Okay, I just binged all of The Dragon Prince at my little siblings’ behest and here’s my official, pretentious review that slowly dissolves into subjectivity:

An epic with beautiful animation and fairy tale-like calling cards, cute characters, and great representation. The themes it tries to hit include actual Rawlsian ethical theory, which sent me to my grave with laughter when I realized, so I can’t actually speak on whether it worked. The others are a nice mix of what it means to be free, what it means to be a person, and how we are often slaves to two narratives: that of history, and that of our future, but we must choose not to be. (Ezran and Callum represent each of those respectively.)

The seasons are short, only 9 episodes each, which helps create that fairy tale feel, but it makes the pacing a little off. The show lacks true fillers and down to earth character moments because of it. A large time-skip contributes to this feeling- very fairy tale, less fantasy saga. It’s clear that we only tune in to this world during the most hectic and dangerous 2-4 weeks of its existence at a time, which makes it hard to get to know side characters or deeply know any character. I expect there to be a truly large amount of fanon due to this, as many characters never interact 1-on-1.

The show is also formatted with extremely frequent cuts between 2-4 connected but separate plots, often miles or decades apart. This creates many plot (or I guess, worldbuilding) holes when these plots have to reconnect in time for a finale, and can sometimes be disruptive (it brings back the true fantasy lovers least favorite feeling: when the next chapter is about your least favorite POV character). However, it also makes for some truly stunning narrative parallels, as occasionally dialogue and characters from one plot will interact with the action of another through even more frequent cuts, reinforcing how they are connected. One scene that comes to mind is young King Ezran giving a speech about holding anger and hurt in your heart right next to a desire for peace, depicted as if he is standing inbetween two people fighting to the death hundreds of miles away.

The show truly flirts with that Y-7 rating- it shows blood, one time extensively, but never gore or close ups of dead bodies. It strictly follows the monster death rule (if it has red blood, you can’t spill it when you kill it), but it also includes extensive human blood rituals and implies animal death (arguably more upsetting) over and over. Hell, it gets around the monster death rule by incinerating multiple characters on screen. Truthfully, it’s a show that would have been well suited to a higher rating. I would’ve liked more gore, personally, and the show clearly wants to go there.

The characters are complex, subversive, and diverse- but at the end of the day they go and do where and what the plot demands them to, never the other way around. The main villain of the second arc, while being aesthetically and trope pleasing, lost all sense to me. Her motivations would be just fine if not for the fact that she has a boyfriend who is a member of the species she lowkey wants/ed to destroy. (I will be ranting about this ship later, it hits all my favorite beats but starts out with one member as a joke character and the interspecies racism is never acknowledged or discussed, and neither is her changing motivation as the arc continues.)

As far as characters go, Callum specifically hits all my favorite tropes: incredibly intelligent, curious boy (FANTASY SCIENCE) with a dark side/potential for error he tries to resist. This is Tim and Hyrule, to me. Perhaps even like a perfect hybrid of them. Callum was made in blorbo hell just to kill me.

Ezran as the ‘boy king’ trope is also fantastic, and the more I think about her the more interesting Rayla becomes. I think I need a rewatch or some good fic/meta to thoroughly activate my thoughts on her. The lore is all great, but it really suffers from the short season length, I understand that there’s comics or books or something? That I might need to find? We’ll see.

Lastly, Aaravos in the sketchy flashback art style is one of the most fuckable beings I’ve ever seen in my life. I whispered ‘smash’ under my breath right next to my 13 year old sister on complete instinct. So the show has that going for it at least.

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while im here im going to try and convince you guys to write more "Tim Drake joining the Batfam late" aus because it's underrepresented

like, i love the fics where he joins early. that's cute! but a fic where he joins late for whatever reason??? i eat it up like a cat starved for attention. i want Tim Drake being the "perfect" heir to Drake Industries and being known as the polite, well adjusted young man that everyone knows. and then turn around and find out that Tim has not only been stalking the Bats under their radar since he was, what, 9 years old? but on top of that, he's started solving cases that they can't get to. Tim who stalked so hard he learned where they learned their martial arts and went "backpacking across europe" only to have actually been learning from Shiva. Tim who has become an urban legend to the Batfam because they can't tell if this vigilante exists or not, since they never catch him, they don't have footage on him, etc. Or if they DO know him, they don't even think to put Tim Drake in the suspect pool because Tim Drake whined for an hour when he broke a nail at a charity event once. the kid is smart, sure, but he's not going out at night fighting crime and solving cases that Batman didn't know about yet.

even better if Tim named his vigilante persona an adjacent name to the Robin mantle. him knowing he can't BE Robin (perhaps Jason hadn't died in this au) but he could be a hero that helps them from the shadows

and obviously he makes a mistake of some kind... maybe he saves someone at an event as Tim Drake and Bruce sees how little hesitation he had. or maybe he gets injured and can't get up himself, and that's when a Bat or a Robin or someone finds this vigilante they almost thought was a myth: bloody, broken, and needing help. pick him up and take him home and then there are endless possibilities to what happens next but the ending BETTER be Tim finding his home with his people

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“Why didn’t Dick and Cassie Sandsmark believe Tim about Bruce being alive?”

He didn’t actually give them any evidence for it before running away. Didn’t even try to convince them beyond saying “he’s alive, I’ll prove it.”

He’d spent the past year trying to resurrect his dead family and friends. After 100+ cloning attempts and almost stealing Lazarus pit water, this just looks like Tim’s typical grieving pattern.

Dick, Tim, and Clark personally examined Bruce’s dead body and determined it was his!

Tim’s inner monologue in Red Robin 1 shows even he knows he’s driven by desperate hope and compounded grief: “He’s all I have and he has to be alive…Please, god, don’t let me be crazy.”

If Tim had turned out to be wrong I honestly believe he still would’ve gone looking for a way to bring Bruce back. Just like he did with Kon, Bart, Steph, Jack, and Janet.

Red Robin follows so clearly from Tim’s grief from losing Jack Drake and everyone else. DCU Halloween Special ‘09: “Our Father’s Sins” made this even more obvious by showing Red Robin Tim reflecting on his grief over Jack while he’s searching for Bruce.

Of course his friends and family think he’s grieving! He is! He just also happens to be right. Nobody is completely unjustified here.

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Not to hijack a post, but I swear on my life I wrote this scene 2 years ago and seeing this astral projected it back into my brain. So in the spirit of fandom collaboration, here you guys go. My take on Wild finding out.

“You still carry it?” Twilight asked, and it was the surprise in his voice that brought Wild back from whatever he’d been zoning out on as he stirred his stew. He looked up and realized that most of the group had formed a circle around the fire to chat, silently knowing dinner was close. Twilight was looking at the back of Hyrule’s left hand, where a familiar symbol glowed gold. He’d been treating a sliver by the looks of it, and Hyrule shrunk back, red in the face, covering the symbol.

But the rest of the circle saw something that Wild apparently hadn’t, because a second shocked silence descended when Hyrule wasn’t quick enough to hide it, Twilight’s jaw going slack.

“Roolie, that is the entire triforce,” Legend said, lunging for Hyrule’s hand.

Hyrule shot back, clutching his hand to his chest, eyes wild. “I- I-”

No one else made a move, still processing whatever this was, not even to apologize or comfort, and Hyrule’s eyes were scanning for exits, so Wild stood up, grabbing Hyrule’s shoulder and ignoring the flinch, and settled a glare at Legend.

That seemed to snap him back enough to look guilty. “Sorry, I didn’t mean- I was just shocked. How long have you had that? The only piece I carried for more than a few days was Courage.”

“Me too,” Twilight added, and everyone else was nodding like that made some sort of sense.

“I've had it since the end of my second journey,” Hyrule said, stepping back into Wild’s chest, still fidgety and nervous. “There was no good place to put it, really. The sacred realm is corrupted in my era, and Nayru knows you can’t trust royalty with these things.”

Glances were shared, calculating looks every which way, and Wild felt very out of the loop all of the sudden.

“You haven’t thought about making a wish?” Wind asked, which seemed to be the question on everyone’s mind.

“Didn’t you have to?” Four added. “For your journey?”

Hyrule pressed even further back into Wild at that. “Messing with magic- I- we shouldn’t-”

Wild had had enough. “Okay, whatever this triforce thing is, you all need to cut it out. Hyrule has it, and I trust him to protect it. If he thinks it’s safest with him, we shouldn’t question it.”

Another, new kind of shock came over them, and Hyrule turned to look up at him, eyes wide.

“‘Whatever this triforce thing is’?” Legend repeated, nearly falling off his log. “What the fuck?”

“What?” Wild asked, stepping back from the stares.

“What’d you even do on your journey if you didn’t have to deal with the triforce?” Hyrule asked, which was blunt in a way that was very him but it did clue Wild into the fact that this was another ‘who’s Ganon?’ situation, except this time he was the subject of all the shocked stares. At least Warriors hadn’t tripped and busted his lip this time.

“I mean-” Wild started, struggling for an answer. “Of course I recognize the symbol, my Zelda has it on her hand too.”

“All of it?” Twilight asked, and he wasn’t the only one who seemed curious now.

“What do you mean, all of it?”

Hyrule uncovered his hand and Four stepped forward, uncovering his own hand. When he put it near Hyrule’s, a faint tan line became visible, but only the rightmost triangle was filled in.

“Did it look like mine or theirs?” Hyrule asked.

Numbly, Wild pointed to Hyrule’s hand. “Yours. Why?”

Twilight whistled. “Your Zelda wields the full triforce?”

“The full- Okay, back the fuck up y’all.”

Four straightened up, and Wild could’ve sworn his eyes flashed purple for a second. “The triforce has three pieces: Courage, Wisdom, and Power. When the three pieces are joined by one wielder, they have world-altering power. Usually, they’re sealed in the sacred realm to keep them safe.”

“But in times of crisis, the Hero becomes the bearer of the Triforce of Courage,” Twilight said. Warriors seemed to agree with him.

“Only sometimes,” Legend corrected, scrunching up his face.

“Yeah, sometimes it gets split up into even smaller pieces. And then you have to find them all,” Wind said. He sighed. “Time travel does weird things to the triforce.”

“What?” Time and Twilight said together, although Time’s was much more urgent.

“Yeah!” Hyrule agreed, then frowned. “Well, minus the time travel.”

“Mine didn’t split or come to me,” Sky said, frowning. “I had to find all three pieces on the surface and use them to make a time gate to travel into the past.”

“Didn’t you have any instruments for that?” Legend asked, and Wild couldn’t tell if he was poking fun or genuinely asking.

Sky shrugged. “Well, yes. It’s complicated.”

“Wind, what do you mean time travel does weird things to the triforce?” Time asked.

Wind shrugged. “I dunno, it just does. Makes it split up. Turns people into princesses without their consent. Stuff like that.”

Time obviously had more questions, but Warriors spoke first. “I think it’s the opposite actually. It’s the triforce that does weird things to time. Cia somehow ended up with the Triforce of Power and started the war. The queen and I started out as the bearers of Courage and Wisdom, but eventually Ganon stole all the pieces.”

“Ganon got all the pieces?!” Hyrule burst out, holding his hand close again, and in a second everyone was talking over each other, random hands were glowing, and Wild wasn’t sure what to do beyond bang his ladle on the side of his pot, loudly, until they stopped.

“So all I’m hearing is that none of you know what it is either?”

“It’s a gift from the golden three,” Time said with a sigh when no one else answered. “With her piece, Din created the earth. With her’s, Farore created life. And with her’s, Nayru created the laws of the universe so that it all made sense.”

Most of the others were nodding, but Sky and Wind just looked pensive. Legend was staring at the sky, trying to hide some sort of knowing grin.

“I’ve never heard that before,” Wind said softly. “It kind of makes sense though.”

“I’ve always kinda wondered how the triforce came to be. In my era, we simply knew the golden three as Hylia’s mothers," Sky said.

“So… all of you have borne the Triforce of Courage at one point or another?” Wild asked.

There was another host of silent glances as everyone searched for a no that didn’t exist.

“Huh,” Wild said, suddenly feeling inadequate. He hadn’t felt this way in a while, had thought he’d squashed it down. Had he never been deemed worthy because of his death? If he had been carrying it, would the Calamity have gotten the chance to seize it?

“Wild, I think dinner’s burning,” Four said suddenly, and Wild whipped around to stir his pot, thoughts momentarily forgotten. The bottom was definitely scalded, but it was salvageable, and with a sigh he called for the others to line up with their bowls.

“You sure you don’t want to use that wish to unburn our dinner?” Legend asked, poking the back of Hyrule’s head, and the tension was nearly gone by the time Hyrule retaliated, glove forgotten by his bag.

He deserved the title ‘hero of courage’, Wild realized. Everytime he flinched but didn’t run from Hylian contact, he was braver than Wild had ever felt in his life.

Sky has who’s Gannon

Wars has haven’t been in a dungeon

Now get ready for Wilds what’s the triforce

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