#That Broken Promise

[triforce-of-mischief]

"The jar," Ordon said. "Now." Cia's eyes darkened with hate. Her hands tensed on the jar for just a second before she laughed. "Oh, very well," she said, and let it fall. Link lunged, too late. The jar froze, an outline of shining gold and then it rose again, back to where Cia had held it before. The woman gasped, but Link threw her aside to seize the jar from the air. The gold snapped with a sound like cracking glass but he could see and feel it wasn't the jar that broke. Far, fragile and crumpled, a tiny figure only as tall as his palm with glimmering white wings, was wrapped around Minish as though he could save the smaller man with his body alone. They were terrified, but alive.

-Overflow by Tassledown/@batrogers/@thatbrokenpromise

reblogs are very much appreciated!

[thatbrokenpromise]

Some Four love after the poll got them no votes at all LOL. May yet clean it up a bit more, but for now I wanted to share. Design for my own AU.

There's a reason for their variation in looks and all, which I'll put under the cut. It's not super vital to my AU because Four themself has no fucking clue why its doing that, but if you're curious about the reasoning go for it.

Yes, go ahead, make all the grey-ace jokes you want about Shadow, it's not why he's in grey but its true.

If y'all looked at his bio, you'd notice I stated he's intersex via genetic mosaicism. Well, if you look at the pics above that comes out in some designs. Obviously Four has no idea why the split had the effects it did, but their weird genetics get scrambled by the splitting and results in varying expression of albinism, gender and -- as will come up in another fic soon -- their epilepsy.

They all still mainly use he/him, and only sometimes they. In terms of Word of God with this AU, I'm not going to be more specific on them being multiple because its a complex condition that probably was heavily influenced by the situation with the Four Sword when they were only fourteen. This, too, is something Four honestly isn't fully sure of themself: did the sword do this, or was he always like that?

I'll leave it up to y'all to fill in the blanks, because -- on top of all of the above -- Four will not give a straight answer unless it's absolutely necessary. So enjoy?

[fable-stims]

Hateno/Chief (That Broken Promise) stimboard for me!

Art/AU belongs to @thatbrokenpromise/@batrogers! They also kindly provided the game footage for gifs.

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[aur0ralights]

eheh, these Links are from @batrogers Linkverse; That Broken Promise!!

[dykealloy]

ripple effect legacy // my tears are becoming a sea, M83

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

"See you tomorrow"

MDZS Disco Elysium AU part 4 [prev parts]

[stil-lindigo]

seeing clearer

(sequel to another comic of mine, the calamity.)

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[spiderziege]

hermit a day may 11: Scar!

season 8 scar will always be my favorite i think

[kikker-oma]

Warning: Blood, Temporary Character Death

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[letraspal]

You said you were gonna grow up,

then you were gonna come find me.

[triforce-of-mischief]

[@hyah-lian requested a sickfic prompt; Far/Rabbit/Ordon down with the flu and ending up with grumpy cuddles]

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Their tent was a miserable place to be. Rabbit stood his ground near the entrance, arguing with Smith to let him out. If it wasn't for whoever was their assigned guard at the moment, Far would've snuck out a while ago, and Ordon was likely to follow. At least he had a tent. Though company wasn't preferable, he had chosen his companions so this was who Far was stuck with.

Only Minish, the lucky thing, had managed to avoid the sickness that the other three had woken up with. They were trapped in their quarantine until they got better or the rest of the group came down with it too.

Rabbit broke into a fit of coughing, inadvertently letting Smith win. He collapsed onto his bedroll, breathing hard after it passed.

"They won't let me out," Rabbit groaned. "Not even to get some water. We're to ask for it to be brought to us."

"C'mon, we can't have everybody getting sick," Far said tiredly, and glanced at Ordon.

Far and Ordon had butted heads earlier, when they had noticed each others' predicaments. Ordon had been so overbearing that Far had been freaked out a bit, but he had retaliated by simply giving Ordon the exact same treatment. Ordon had shifted to his wolf form after his attempts to coddle Far were thwarted, and they had retreated to opposite corners of the tent.

Ordon gave a weak growl. Far gave him a lopsided grin right back.

"But I can still do things!" Rabbit protested. "Look at me, I'm fine! I'm barely sick!"

"You'll hit your fever soon enough," Far said, and Ordon huffed agreement.

Rabbit coughed again, and Far made a considering noise.

"Hey Ordon, what say we both get what we want?" Far said quietly, gesturing at Rabbit.

Ordon flicked an ear and heaved himself up. He crept behind Rabbit, who was completely unaware, and easily took his sleeve between his teeth. He gently tugged and Rabbit had no choice but to stumble over to where Far was waiting.

"Ordon, don't you dare!" Rabbit hissed as Ordon slipped behind him and shoved him into Far's arms. "Far, you're roasting, now isn't the time for cuddles-"

Far laughed softly, holding his squirming partner tight. "We're all stuck in here together, we might as well."

[batrogers]

Every outfit that got a vote in the poll I did a while back for That Broken Promise Hateno! This was very fun to do and helped a lot getting a grip on what I wanted his face to look like.

Character musings, and some more details about his arm loss (including a sketched prosthetic breakdown with some of his other scars) under the cut.

The black arm cover is part of what's used as the "contact" for the construct arm he uses as his main prosthetic. He actually has three total: a Sheikah arm, this one, and a faster construct arm that drains battery at a significantly higher rate but has better response time.

For the most part, Hateno uses his prosthetic about half the time. It's not a perfect replacement; he's left-hand dominant for everything now, rather than ambidextrous/mixed dominant like he was before. This is both because the prosthetic has somewhat reduced responsiveness, and for comfort because he copes with severe phantom pain which can be triggered by something jarring his remaining limb... Like by something hitting a prosthetic. He just also still struggles with feeling helpless without it.

I have part of the fic published about how I write him losing the arm Later chapters will be his process of both getting the construct arm and coping with that not being the magical solution he wants.

(I do not have any limb differences myself; this is from my research into people's lived experiences with it, and their feelings about it's depictions in media.)

[thatbrokenpromise]

in case this somehow breaks containment, the main Tumblr roundup of the characters and current media, and the link to the AO3 series.

In order of the picture above: Prince, Far, Kokiri, Four, Skyloft, Outset, Rabbit, Smith, Ordon, Hateno, Chief, and Minish.

[fable-stims]

Minish (That Broken Promise) stimboard for @batrogers!

Art/AU belong to them!

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[suashii]

suna blurb based on some selfshippy stuff :3 360 words

you can feel a pair of eyes burning a hole in the back of your head, like they’re looking into the depths of your soul. you swallow your bite of food and then sigh, turning around in your seat to meet the gaze of the boy staring at you. your attention gives suna the courage to speak. “are you still mad?”

“do i look mad?”

he pauses for a moment to take in your expression. you certainly don’t seem happy. “yeah.”

“then i guess i’m still mad,” you tell him, shrugging your shoulders and facing forward once more.

maybe it’s trivial, but you’d expect that the guy who you thought was your boyfriend to have you saved as something more sweet than your whole name in his phone. you’d updated your contact name for him forever ago—a week after the two of you made it official. maybe that was a bit soon but it’s been months since then.

a pout overtakes your lips as you mull over the matter but a poke on your shoulder keeps your from dwelling too long. you know it’s suna and you contemplate ignoring him before he pokes you again. an annoyed groan rumbles in your chest as you turn around for the second time to see what he wants.

only, you aren’t faced with him, but his phone. it’s pulled up to your contact. instead of being met with the sight of your full name typed out across the screen, you see that he’s exchanged it for just your first—and it’s followed by a heart. its such a small thing that might mean nothing to someone else but the gesture means almost the world to you.

suna must sense a change in the air that surrounds you. he asks, “am i forgiven?”

you give him a short nod and an excited smile. “you are forgiven.”

his next question feels silly to ask, but he needs to know if the two of you are on good terms—the way you had been before your discovery of what might as well have been a crime. “are we dating again?”

“yeah,” you laugh, “i kinda missed calling you my boyfriend.”

[periodcostumefantasylover]

Eva Green as Milady de Winter in the trailer to The three Musketeers: Milady