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Are you trapped on tumblr right now?

Is there something you planned to do before you got trapped in the endless tumblr scroll?

Are you yelling at yourself to get up and do the thing, but you can’t, because you’re trapped in the endless tumblr scroll?

Consider this your save point.

Put tumblr down, stand up, stretch, and go do the thing you planned to do. Future you will be incredibly grateful.

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I have achieved the status of "the friend who bakes"

A gal pal texted to say "hey, we're doing a celebration, can you make the cake?" and offered to pay me back for groceries and all, just.... I needed to bake it

So now it's midnight, but there's a triple layer, double fudge, brownie-cake sitting in my fridge and utterly slathered in heaven level frosting (I know because I licked the spatula when I was done, like you're supposed to) so I have that going for me

I just gotta wake up early to make the ganache before going to work, drive home after to pick up the cake, and then make it to the get together on time :)

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So what if Four was getting kidnapped but couldn’t defeat the person on their own (probably due to being unwilling or unable to break a plot they have going on)? What would Legend do?

Legend is naturally the sort of person to be protective of his brothers, but considering he knows Four's fate, he's- let's say- a bit desperate to do all in his power to prevent Four from meeting the terrible fate he has in the Place of the Four Sword. So, naturally, if something is going down in relation to Four, Legend will be giving his all. All those items we've never seen him use yet? Well, it's time to pull 'em out. Nothing's too good to not use when it comes to saving his brother, and heaven help the person involved! Soft fluffy bunny he might be, but fear ad love are far more dangerous than rage or hate, and this boy will be stopped by nothing short of death (and probably not even that) if he thinks he can do something to help.

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This is the friendly suggestion for LoZ and LU fans to go read the Twilight Princess manga to learn of the implications the Hero of Time/Time had an allegedly god slaying sword other than the Master Sword, was possibly sealed with it as the Hero's Shade, and was mistaken for a death god by the Hero of Twilight/Twilight once he pulled it out in a dare.

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A missed opportunity

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Fun fact (at least for some of my stories, not canon), the reason Dragonhead Island has its name is because it's the first place draconification occurred. Legend says a Hero of the Goddesses consumed a secret stone and became one with the sky to rejoin Hylia, and he watches over Hyrule all the way up to the modern day. He's the most elusive of them all, known as the Spirit Dragon.

So now whenever I listen to Dragonhead Island's theme, all I can think of is how that place is just... a mausoleum for Sky T-T

Based on this idea

Art for this idea

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Hi! Do you have any tips for drawing people with wings? The main character of my comic has wings, but i… can’t draw them. This is becoming an itty bitty (read: massive) problem. Any help helps at this point honestly haha

I'll share some pictures I find useful.

Here's a bad picture of using the basic shapes for the wings

And then you can see how I used that as the base to tell me where to put feathers

The trick with wings is not to get TOO detailed (IMO). You don't want to make the picture so busy you can't take it in but, mainly, you may be miserable drawing allll the feathers. That's how I approach it. Some people do all the feathers and add more details and it looks great!

For putting them on people, you can see from the back that it's sort of like putting a pair of arms on the shoulder blades. Yes, technically that wouldn't work sooper well, but none of this works when you think about it lol.

You can also check my wings tag, which has a lot of references.

Hope that helps and let me know if you have any more questions!

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💣 Favorite Zelda Item/Weapon?

YESSSS omg. Wait no gotta limit myself ahahaha. ...We're just gonna do this as best-of in a couple of my fav games.

Minish Cap: the gust jar! So glad they included a version of it in Skyward Sword too and wish they'd bring it back again! Little Link is so cute when he uses it in MC, the thing is nearly as big as he is. Lanch things at enemies! Launch yourself! Propel yourself across water! Pull items to you! IDK it's just a fun mechanic.

Skyward Sword: the beetle is So. CUTE.

Link's Awakening: the magic rod. FIRE. MUAHAHHAA

A Link Between Worlds: the tornado rod! I like the noise it makes, and it's fun to watch things go spinning into the air.

OoT: hover boots! they also make a really fun sound. And I appreciated having the insurance against just dropping over the edge of narrow platforms.

BOTW: great flameblade. GIANT FUCKOFF FLAMING SWORD HECK YES

Also the pegasus boots. Just in general. Watching Link slam himself into things is hilarious. His poor head. And the way his feet move when he's getting ready to go!

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From a prompt suggested by @whitewinterstar : "Vio leading Shadow into the sunshine for the first time"!

WHY IS SHADOW AN EDGY BASTARD WHO WEARS ALL BLACK Since I'm often working in full color I don't usually have to worry about conveying hue AND shade at the same time. This was a deliberate challenge on that front. I’m proud of how the dramatic lighting turned out! I really wanted to convey the harsh contrast between sunlight and shade, but I also wanted to stick to the challenge of only using my 50% gray pen for shading.

Also proud of the hand-holding, I think I have literally never drawn clasped hands before.

6 x 8.5 inches. Felt tip pens and white gel pen.

[IMG: a pen-and-ink drawing of Vio from Linked Universe leading Shadow out of a building. The two are holding hands. Shadow looks nervous and is wearing his hood up, while Vio has a slight smile. The lighting on the two of them is high-contrast, like strong sunlight. The drawing is in black and white, except for their eyes, which are purple and red.]

Bonus image: Here’s the linework prior to shading!

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Aaaand here’s the full set ! Thanks everyone for all the likes, reblog and interest on all their single posts. For anyone interested, I’m having them printed this week and they should be available soon, please follow either (or all!) my Tumblr, Etsy or Insta accounts to be notified on when they will be available.

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I am looking at that idea for Baby Link and Abel 👀👀👀 maybe I’ll make both of them sick

It honestly makes the most sense that the only way Abel’s gonna get a break is if Hylia herself forces him to take one 😂

Do it! Even if it's Abel is fine at first, but catches it from Link (which Link was afraid of because kids his age care deeply about their parent's well-being) so Link tries to take care of Abel

...except he's four, so can't really do a lot of the usual caretaking things we think of. His caretaking consists of

Make sure Papa drinks water

Maybe share Mrs. Moo

Snuggle with Papa and make sure he sleeps

Tell Papa he has to get better soon so they can [insert current hyperfixation]

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First Meetings (Hero’s Shadow backstory!)

The highlands were particularly chilly today as Link looked out into the dunes of Gerudo territory. It was strange how he could be so close to barren heat while also freezing his butt off.

Trilling his lips, the half-Sheikah warrior stretched lazily, gaze drifting from spot to the next. He had been transferred to guard duty along the Hyrulian-Gerudo border for his new assignment. It was his first time truly far from home, and it was honestly pretty thrilling. Link loved to see and learn new things, and the Gerudo Highlands were so vastly different from the lush, wet valleys and mountains of home. Kakariko Village was tucked away near Lake Hylia, and Link had spent most of his youth swimming and rushing to the large Cracked Mountain - legend said an earthquake had caused the large split along its center, and it held mystical treasures within its belly, but all Link had managed to do as a child was get stuck halfway through and give his elders a heart attack.

Either way, he loved exploring, and this place was all entirely new. The Highlands were visible from the capital on the Royal Plateau, but he’d never really known what to expect of any of it. Now that he was assigned here, he wanted nothing more than to explore every inch of the place.

But at the moment he was on duty, and so he stayed in his position.

It wasn’t as if the Gerudo were particularly hostile. They were not part of the kingdom and needed to be watched, and they were a warrior people, making them more threatening than others, but still… they hadn’t really caused problems for Hyrule, nor vice versa. There was definitely a wariness between the factions, though, and it created tension.

Movement caught Link’s eye, and he turned, wondering if maybe it was another lizard (he had already collected three), when he realized it was a person. Small, far in the distance, but someone nonetheless. Curious and a little wary, Link crept closer, hand slowly resting atop his katana, and then he got a closer look.

It was a Gerudo. A teenager, from the looks of it - maybe even around his age. She had twin scimitars, and she was practicing with them, slicing hydromelons with ease. Link watched her a little while, watched the way she moved so fluidly, the way her muscles rippled with each twist and turn, the way her hair reflected the sun far more than the sands did. He felt himself staring a little too long, his heart fluttering a little, and he stepped back, a little overwhelmed. The girl seemed to sense his scrutiny, stopping and looking around before glancing upward at him. Link swallowed, throat dry.

She—she was—she was beautiful.

Link heard a sandal on stone, and his adrenaline immediately spiked, every nerve on high alert, just in time to see a shadow cast over him. He looked up and saw a large figure seemingly falling out of the sky towards him, large mace in hand, and Link gasped a little, rolling out of the way as the weapon slammed into the earth.

Grabbing the hilt of his katana with his left hand, the thirteen-year-old immediately went into action. The initial removal from the scabbard was a wide slash, pushing the figure—a man who bore Gerudo traits (but weren’t all the Gerudo women? That’s what he’d heard)—back a little to avoid getting eviscerated. The sun shone behind the man, blinding Link a little, and he changed his position, breaking the kata in order to get a better view. It gave his opponent an opening, and he took a large step forward, swinging the mace horizontally. Link ducked, thankful for his small stature, and jabbed his blade directly forward. His enemy twisted to the side to dodge, and Link’s flank was wide open, giving the man an opportunity to do a one-handed swing with his weapon.

It hit true, slamming Link in the ribs.

The young warrior went flying, hitting the cliffside and falling to the ground, trying desperately to catch his breath. He heard the person walk towards him, and then heard under his breath, in a bemused tone, “A child?”

Link gasped life back into himself, ignoring how his ribs protested, and he sprang back to his feet, gripping his blade with both hands as he did another sweeping cut to drive his enemy back. He jerked a little at the end of the fluid motion, hissing in pain. His ribs were definitely broken.

Did he have a fairy? An elixir? He didn’t remember packing anything, but—

Link’s eyes widened as the man strode forward purposefully, both hands around the leather handle of the enormous mace, and he swept it right where Link’s head was. Clapping his hands together, the teenager channeled his magic, feeling the air sucked out of his lungs as he disappeared before the weapon could land a hit.

Ganondorf stared, blinking at the blank space where the child had just been. Despite being caught off guard by the Hylian’s age, he was still armed and he’d still been watching his daughter, which merited a swift response. The Gerudo king looked around a moment, confused, before hearing clothes fluttering. He turned around wildly, still seeing nothing, and then the sun reflected off something bright just above him, and he looked up and—

The child was about to stab him in the head.

Hissing, Ganondorf pushed hard with his right leg, jerking his body to the side just in time for the Hylian to slice his blade across his shoulder and part of his chest. Ganondorf bit back a yell, his blood pumping faster than it had in ages, and when he’d finished dodging, he’d almost had to laugh.

He didn’t know how this child was actually managing to put up a fight, but this was actually kind of invigorating. The boy had even landed a blow!

Ganondorf knew he’d won, though, based on how the boy struggled to breathe, so he paused before continuing the fight. “Who are you, child?”

The boy immediately hesitated, clearly caught off guard by his change in tone, and he stood hesitantly in a ready stance. “My name is Link.”

“Link,” Ganondorf repeated, humming and putting the mace on a strap on his back. The Hylian hesitated, red eyes curious and hopeful and far too trusting. In an instant, Ganondorf pulled out his spear, slamming the boy’s abdomen with the blunt end. The child gasped, falling to his back, and the fight was over. Ganondorf approached him slowly, watching his chest heave as he struggled to breathe. He pulled out a red potion, plopping it on the ground next to the boy, and dug the sharp end of his spear into the earth beside the child’s light blonde hair. “Don’t watch my daughter again.”

With that, the Gerudo king walked away, wondering what in the world Hyrule Kingdom was doing sending children to its borders anyway. But he had to admit… he was impressed by the boy’s fighting prowess.

Link grimaced, turning enough to grab the potion and chug it, wondering what in the world just happened.

Despite reporting the incident to his superiors, not much was really done. Apparently, there was concern that this was the actual King of the Gerudo himself, and no one would dare cause problems by claiming the king had attacked a lowly Hyrulian guard. Link wasn’t important enough to merit a war. He also felt immensely guilty he’d even managed to bring about any concern for one.

Sighing, the teenager resumed his post the next day, a little more wary and more than a little put out.

When he heard a foot scuff on stone, he immediately drew his blade, wondering what kind of insanity he was going to deal with now.

Instead, he saw the girl he recognized from yesterday, carrying a basket and looking apologetic.

“Hey,” she said softly, holding her hands up to appease him. “I don’t mean any harm.”

“This is the Hyrule border,” Link warned, not moving.

“Yeah. I know.” The teenager replied dully, as if it were obvious. Well… it was, but still. What else was he going to say?

“That means you can’t be here,” he explained, though there was less force in his voice.

“Yeah, yeah,” the girl replied dismissively. “Technically I can’t cross the line. That’s somewhere between you and me. I’m still in Gerudo territory.”

Link lowered his sword, growing confused. “Yeah, but… what do you want?”

“I wanted to say sorry,” the girl replied, lowering her arms and gripping the basket with both hands. “My dad is… overly protective. But… yeah. You want food?”

Link blinked. Blinked again. “Uh… sure?”

The girl smiled, trotting over and grabbing a stick. She traced a line in the dry earth, easily creating a division between them. “There. There’s the border. I won’t cross this line. But we can have a picnic in the meantime.”

Link stared at her, then at the line, then back at her. And then he giggled. “A picnic sounds nice.”

The two sat across from each other, the center of the basket placed directly over the line, and slowly they started to eat and chat. And if they stayed there for hours until the sun started to set, neither really commented on it.

And if they saw each other the next day for another picnic, neither complained.

And if a King and Queen of the Gerudo stood exasperatedly at the bottom of the cliff the tenth time it happened, neither of them noticed.

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Lost (as in the nickname for my one Link) content, here we gooooo (even though he's not physically here). Vaati is a placeholder name since [evil purple guy] was getting really old.

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The low chatter of her council members barely reached Zelda’s ears, the only thing stopping her from standing up and bolting out of the room being Impa’s steady presence at her side. She knew they needed to have this meeting, but the thought of discussing what to do about the... threat, threatened to make her ill.

“Silence please,” Impa said, giving her cane a rap on the floor. “We have business to attend to. I’m sure you all know why we’re here.”

Zelda took a slow breath in, steeling herself for the words about to come out of Impa’s mouth.

“The Hero has been corrupted.”

The room went into an uproar but Zelda barely heard it, biting her lip so hard it nearly drew blood. Link, her best knight, her best friend, and really only friend aside from Impa, had been twisted into little more than a puppet for the forces of darkness to use as they pleased.

She felt distantly like she was going to throw up.

“—doesn’t even have the blade! Are we certain the boy is the Hero?” one of her councilors boomed, “for all we know Vaati merely created a lookalike of our best knight to frighten us! Are we even certain the boy is still ali—“

“That’s quite enough,” Impa said sternly, then placed a gentle hand on Zelda’s shoulder. “We have firsthand reports of what happened, Sir Link is who has been corrupted.”

“But how do we even know if he is the Hero?” one of the women shouted, and Impa sighed.

“He would not have been corrupted if he were not,” she said gravely. “Sir Rowan’s account stated that Link was the only one who was explicitly targeted. Somehow Vaati knew of Link’s potential to pull the blade, and exploited it. We cannot count on the Hero to save us now.”

The room went suddenly quiet, the emotion of the room turned abruptly from uproar to fear. The council’s gazes turned to their princess, looking for direction on what to do, and Zelda didn’t know what to tell them.

Impa gave Zelda’s shoulder a comforting squeeze, and the princess swallowed down her emotions in order to speak.

“We will need to enact a plan to deal with this threat,” she said steadily, slowly breathing out. “We will strengthen our defenses, and alert our allies to the possible danger. There have been reports of increased monster activity, doubtless Vaati’s doing, so we will deal with them accordingly.”

“And what of the Hero?” one of her councilmen asked.

Zelda swallowed.

“We will send out a description of him, and a warning about what has happened,” she said calmly. “But if... if he’s found, we must aim for capture, not... nothing else, as of now. We don’t know exactly what the enemy has done to him, but perhaps... perhaps we can still save him.”

Her voice wavered minutely on the last sentence, and Impa shortlydismissed the meeting, ushering Zelda back to her rooms. The walk there was a blur, and soon enough she found herself standing by her desk, staring blankly out the window.

The bright rays of sunset shining on her face seemed unfair.

“Your highness?” Impa asked after a minute, and Zelda closed her eyes.

“It was my idea to send the knights to the woods,” she whispered. Impa didn't reply, and Zelda wrapped her arms around herself. “I thought my dream was pointing us there. That by acting first it would protect against the darkness. But all it did was lose us our best knights, take away our strongest rsources. And...”

Zelda’s voice cracked, and a tear fell down her cheek without her permission.

“We’ve lost Link,” she choked out. “I sent him there Impa, he trusted me, and I sent him to his destruction, he’s... I don’t even know if there’s a way to get him back.”

“Your highness, you cannot blame yourself,” Impa said in a voice equally gentle and firm. “This was out of your control.“

“But it if I hadn’t sent him he would still be here,” Zelda said, another tear falling down her cheek. “What if he can’t be saved, Impa? What kind of ruler am I to doom my kingdom to darkness, and send my best friend to his death?"

The last word was punctuated by a sob, and Impa was silent a moment, tapping a quiet finger along her cane.

“Zelda,” she said finally, and the princess sniffled, looking at her through her tears. “I believe there is a way we may yet be able to stop this darkness. As well as purify Link.”

Hope faintly flickered in Zelda’s heart. “Truly?”

“Indeed. If I'm recalling the old legends correctly... well. We shall see,” she said thoughtfully, then turned to Zelda with a gentle look. “Come Princess, dry your tears. Link may yet be saved. But you must see clearly to do so.”

Zelda wiped her eyes, and Impa drew her into a short embrace, silence falling between them as Zelda calmed herself. Impa was right, she needed to calm down and think clearly.

Link needed her, and she couldn't help him if she was busy crying over him.

Zelda sighed, and Impa patted her cheek as she drew back. “Now. I need to gather some things so we can properly decide our course," she said, and gave Zelda a sad smile. "...Try and get some rest in the meantime, princess. It's been a long day for us all."

Zelda nodded, and Impa gave her a long look before finally stepping back, and leaving her quarters.

Zelda breathed out as the door closed behind her, and she looked around her room, before stepping out onto her balcony. A cool breeze greeted her, sending strands of blonde hair into her face, and Zelda looked up at the sky, her chest tightening as she remembered how Link had knelt here only days before, promising her he'd be careful.

The wind blew again, and Zelda's damp cheeks felt cold.

Link... stay strong, she quietly prayed, watching as the last of the sunlight disappeared from the sky. Hold on for me.

Hold on for us all.

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