#Demise

[lu-fic-recommendation-of-the-day]

By @luckylectio

Summary:

“You wish for me to infiltrate their ranks, master?”

Dark Link tries to keep the incredulous disbelief from his voice. Unfortunately, it didn’t matter how idiotic this plan or his master was being, if that is what Demise wanted, that would be what it got. Demise did not accept disobedience. Or failure.

Which is how Dark finds himself staring down the blades of nine heroes, wondering why this is his life.

“So,” he begins. “Sorry ‘bout the whole, uh, trying to kill you repeatedly for millennia thing.” For some reason, this makes the heroes tense further. “…No hard feelings?”

-Or-

Dark Link joins the Chain.

Tags:

Dark Link joins the chain

Enemies to Friends

Dark Link regrets everything

Dark Link Redemption

Found Family

Fluff and Angst

Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD

Past Abuse

Dark Link gets adopted (unwillingly)

Comedic angst

Swearing

Trust Issues

Deception

Morally Ambiguous Character

Unreliable Narrator

Sarcasm

Canon-Typical Violence

Other Additional Tags to Be Added

Blood and Injury

Self-Worth Issues

Finished: No

Word count: 35,965

[ovegakart]

what if hylia was like nine feet tall and thoght link was cute

[notscarsafe]

Good Morning to this commenter on False's latest video in particular

[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!

[incorrectsmashbrosquotes]

People like to romanticize the relationship between Zelda and Link in a whole “destined reincarnated soulmates” kind of way, but am I the only one who thinks it would be more interesting if Link didn’t love Zelda?

Like, think of it. Hylia is a Goddess, basically Hylian Jesus, and she loves this mortal man. A hero who stepped forward to defeat a Devil in the world’s hour of greatest need. But, he didn’t do it for her, he did it for the World. Even when he binds his soul to the Triforce, locking himself in an endless pattern of reincarnation with her against the Devil Demise, it’s not because he loves her. He loves Hyrule and its people.

But that’s okay, maybe in the next life they can be?

But it isn’t. Over and over, Hylia becoming Zelda, Link doesn’t love her. He loves Hyrule. He loves to dance to its music and ride its fields and wants to preserve it against the threat of Demise. He loves different women each time, and sometimes it is Hylia’s reincarnation, but they’re never the core of his heart.

It’s always Hyrule that he loves. From it’s savage and arid deserts to the cold and harsh tundra, he loves it, and steps forward to save it each time.

Duty, he calls it. Responsibility and Purpose, but Hylia/Zelda knows the truth. He’ll never love her the way she wants him to.

Hyrule will always be Link’s first and greatest love.

[myststone]

Primordial

Wisdom

Courage

and Power

[demiboydemon]

[ezlo-x]

Golden Goddesses/Origins AU -

Tee hee its finally done~ I wanted to get these out already so I can FINALLY move on 💥 gotta admit I didn't like how Fierce Deity's pose ended up looking like, after so many attempts I couldn't get it right so I hand you her static ref for the sillies <3 threw Ghirahim and Fi in there cause why da hell not. They're not gods but whatever <3

[prankprincess123]

Having the Triforce on your hand is kinda like those soulmate fics where you have names on each wrist identifying your true love and arch enemy, except if you have the Triforce of Power you get two enemies because you literally cursed yourself to watch their awkward teenage romance and get beaten up by them repeatedly for eternity.

[ganondoodle]

random (human) demise gesture sketch turned painting

(and version without bg)

[appeypie]

Demise and ghirahim remind me of rose quartz and pearl from Steven universe

DO IT FOR HIM…..

[lectern-fullcauldron]

proximity chat has done a lot for hermitcraft. it makes the server feel closer and chattier, that's for sure. but there's a special warmth in pre prox chat silent interactions on the server. something special in the little hello dances and block punch waves. the in game chat becomes a lifeline and it was a delight to watch during timelapses.

the vibe of pre prox chat quiet hermitcraft was very much we are apart from each other, but we are here together. the hermit you are watching is alone, but never lonely.

my favourite example of this kind of phenomenon is the interactions between Cleo and TFC during demise in season six. some context: Cleo was still working as a teacher, and TFC was living in a different timezone with shoddy internet. they could never hop into a discord call together, never be online together. and yet they played.

TFC started season six by vanishing underground to build a fallout vault (not a bunker, he was very adamant about that). He rarely surfaced, only occasionally sticking his head above ground to marvel in confusion and what the others had done (and break Sahara). When demise came around, he decided to play, donning iron armour and carrying on as usual, avoiding basic traps placed in his base.

this is where Cleo comes in. Cleo, being Cleo, has announced that demise is a game between hermit and hubris, and has promptly fled anywhere she's been known to frequent (bolt hole strategy). for a while they slip into TFC's walls, just as Joe hides in the statue of Hemitry.

Now TFC is working on a fall out bunker, and Cleo likes fall out, so she slips into the base and begins to add armour stands. With them are puzzles that match the game lore with an accuracy that delights TFC when he finds them. He solves her puzzles and they come back to continue the story in armour stand diorama.

They never speak to each other, just play when they are on, conversing in the hermitcraft love language of pranks. in this time, Cleo dies in demise (falling to the hubris of trusting Keralis and Bdubs). Dead human Cleo rises, ready to kill, and TFC is happily caught up in their game.

Cleo sets another trail in the story that the pair of them are telling with armour stands. It ends with a book on a lectern for TFC to read, writing the demise plotline into the fallout lore of his base.

The vaults were never meant to protect, after all. And TFC falls for it, plummeting into the lava below, inventory full of the things that could save him - fire resist, blocks, water bucket. And yet he sits in the lava and just laughs, tired of demise and happy to give Cleo the kill they've worked so hard for.

The interaction means so much to me. They are never on at the same time, and yet they are playing together. Not having prox chat means that the game is drawn out and it spans episodes, a compilation of hard work and friendship.

And all the while, TFC refers to Cleo as 'everyone's favourite zombie mistress of cthulu' and Cleo delights in building new offerings for her friend

[cathianemelian]

Witness a King's return

[picopepin]

Midgrade rough comm for @appeypie of Ghirademi :D

[valoniaart]

Ganondorf

[suhasuhaoo]