#bamf sky

[marte-14]

Lesson of the day: Don't hurt the Chain in front of Sky... There will be consequences.

Context:

They are in Wars Hyrule, in Castletown.

After they talked with Zelda, Warriors wanted to show his brothers around, have a little fun.

So they settle down in the castle, leaving most of their equipment behind, to have their day out and be just teenagers andyoung adults, for once.

Obviously, things don't go as planned.

Someone, from a faction who wants to take down the Hero, attacks Wars.

The Captain dodges, injuring only his shoulder and falling to the ground.

The others try to run to him, but the crowd is in panic, making it difficult to pass through.

Wars was ready to jump on his feet and do anything to stop the aggressor, but before he could Sky appeared.

Standing tall behind the attacker, he grabs him by the hood dragging him backwards, almost lifting him from the ground.

Stormy eyes full of rage.

"Do you need something, vermin?"

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Here everyone else in the background

(there is additional text on the photos, in case the sketch is unclear)

[writing-oof]

hell will always come

Sky finds out Legend is Fable's twin, and his direct descendant, and is overjoyed. Then, Sky finds out why Legend never intended to tell him, or anyone, about this. Sky responds accordingly. --- (or: Hylia was once a god of war. Perhaps, it is time to return to her roots.) (or: or: BAMF Sky, newer Chain, Prince Legend, the works)

(tumblr ao3 links why do u hate meeee??)

Find it here!

Copy the link here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/65548492

[alasse-earfalas]

Here, have a taste of the chaos I'm brewing. >:)

Of course everything is subject to change blah blah blah you get the picture, it's a wip.

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Sky looked at the champion, then back at the rancher. “I don’t like this any more than you do,” he said in a hushed voice. “I was hardly in control during that ceremony, just like both of us were hardly in control when we fought each other. I need you on my side—on our side—so we can figure out what happened to us and get back to normal. Can I count on you for that?” 

Everything in him wanted to scream yes, but that stubborn defiance just would not go away! “I want to say yes,” he forced out through gritted teeth. “But I just—” 

���You thought you were protecting me from the veteran that one time and so now you see me as needing protection from bullies.” Sky rolled his eyes. “Even though he wasn’t being a bully. I would know, rancher.” 

Those last four words sent chills down the rancher’s spine. He was struck with a sudden certainty that if there was anyone Sky definitely did not need protecting from, it was bullies. 

“Don’t make the same mistake my enemies made of underestimating me.” 

The rancher dropped to his knees, so forceful were the threat and warning that Sky rolled into one. Slowly, with beads of sweat on his forehead, the honest words were pried out of him. 

“Yes, alpha.” 

The champion crouched beside the rancher and rubbed his back. He didn’t register when Sky backed off. Didn’t see the outstretched hand until after he dared to lift his eyes at all. 

Sky’s hand. You’re still my friend, it said, clearer than any words could. 

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So yeah this is essentially the Chain's dynamic for the entire thing so far: struggling to manage the magical instincts of pack hierarchy and the bloody fights that come with it, while trying desperately to still be friends.

[aikoiya]

Accurate.

The two moods

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[mellosghosts]

sorry for being inactive, it will happen again!

since i'm terrible at focusing on one thing at a time, here's some wips! happy 2025!

[deadsetobsessions]

Danny no longer has a haunt. So… he decides to find another one. And while he technically has a whole world (other dimensions aren’t an option because he’s going to stay near where Jazz’s grave is, damn it) there’s only a couple of other places with enough ambient ectoplasm to sustain him. Nanda Parbat, Tokyo, and Gotham.

Nanda Parbat had a weird old musty immortal that kept trying to summon him and exchange power for the ability to “take a worthy body and rain as much destruction” as he’d like. As if Danny would need a body to bring the world to its knees.

Tokyo… it’s too far from Jazz’s grave. He could ask Wulf or even open his own portal but when Danny tried it out, Tokyo was too peaceful. Obviously there’s crime, but nothing… nothing big like Danny’s used to.

Danny ends up picking Gotham, even if the sewer zombies and the weird group of rich fruit loops with an adoption problem creeps him out. So, he destroys the portal, packs up his parents’ house and sells it, and hauls ass to the cesspool calling his name. His family’s stuff is stored respectfully in a vault located on the deepest parts of his personal haunt in the Infinite Realms.

And honestly, he’s doing better. Sure, he’s got a shitty apartment near another revenant’s almost-haunt and he feels like he’s drowning all of the time, but Danny isn’t in danger of turning into Dan, he’s catching up on royal paperwork, and he’s got like a job as a barista. In his own coffee shop that paid for using his parent’s money (who, despite their hazardous everything, made a crap ton of money off of their more normal inventions).

Gotham’s got some pretty interesting local gangs, most of which respected the sanctity of Danny’s cafe. Sure, they tried blowing it up and tried extorting money from him in the form of “protection costs” but after three months of failure, they gave up.

(Really, the local gangs gave up when they saw him take three shotgun shells to the chest and continued to work.) (They didn’t know it never hit him. Intangibility is extremely useful.)

The Rogues, on the other hand, just gave Danny flashbacks. Their gimmicks are different, sure, but after years of Box Ghost, Skuller, Lunch Lady, etc., Danny’s more than done with costumed villains. They don’t bother him either. Some of the reason is probably due to Harley and Ivy, who had walked into the cafe and (because they were bruised and scratched up from a fight) triggered Danny’s mother hen tendencies. They were promptly fed and watered and caffeinated and their hyenas were also similarly taken care of. They declared the cafe under their protection and that was that.

Red Hood stops by, and begins to interrogate him. But when Danny met his… helmet eyes? The crime lord paused, paid for his coffee, and sat in a corner table of the cafe for the rest of the day.

And he kept coming back?

But Danny figures it’s because Hood was a revenant and people who had come close to death tends to feel more comfortable around him.

(Considering this is Gotham where people almost die every other day? Yeah, he’s pretty much friends with everyone. Or at least, less likely to get shot.)

(Hood does stay because of the King’s presence and the Pit calming itself, but also Danny’s hot and he’s got a sleeper build and Hood definitely did not imagine himself in the place of the heavy box he saw Danny lift effortlessly onto a table. No.)

But of course, the peace couldn’t last forever. But by then, Danny was so antsy, he welcomed the trouble with open arms.

It starts with a clown. Danny knows who he is. He knows who Danny is.

So, Danny has no idea why the clown thought it would be a good idea to aggravate the owner of Gotham’s official neutral grounds. See, Clovkwork? Danny’s learned how to gauge his own political importance!

“HAHAHAHAHA! COME OUT, DANNY-BOY! LET ME TELL YOU A JOKE!��

Danny comes out and grabs a chair, and with a flat expression, says, “you’re not funny and I hate clowns.”

And then he swings and slams the chair into the Joker’s face. Over and over again until Danny’s sure the clown won’t get back up. The thing about Gotham’s outdoor chairs is that they’re mad out of steel and are bolted down to the ground to prevent undedicated thieves (dedicated thieves can and will steal the bolted down steel chairs). The Joker’s hired muscle just watched this scrawny twenty-something year old yank the steel chair and take some of the fucking ground and the bolts with it and beat the fuck out of their boss who is the literal Joker.

They surrender on the spot and is taken to jail. Danny just smiles at the officers who come by and since he’s got pretty privilege and they don’t want to mess with the guy who, again, owns one of Gotham’s official neutral ground and also beat up Joker without breaking a sweat, the officers just lets him go with a warning.

And then the bats comes, and wow, Danny’s playing mentor to a formally dead person again!

But before that, the Red Hood asks for an autograph on the Gotham Gazette article with a picture of a tired Danny standing over Joker’s prone body. Then Hood stammers through asking Danny out (which Danny said yes to because he’s tired, not blind, and Hood is built like a brick house and HOT).

Batman interrogates him. Danny, who can tell that this man needs therapy and is Sad TM, tells Bats that Danny’s died before and that’s why he’s like this. He also calls Batman a furry, but like in a nice way. And then he kicks Batman out with a coffee and a file on Nanda Parbat.

Now, Danny’s got a date to prepare for and he realizes that maybe this is what Jazz wanted for him- to be happy and mostly safe and happy. (Or, happier, he thinks. It’s been a long time since he’s been truly happy, but this might be a good start)

[demigods-posts]

headcanon that annabeth is freakishly strong. not because she's been training as a soldier since she was seven. but because stretching the limits of your strength is a mental block first and foremost. and as a daughter of athena, goddes of the mind and strategy. all annabeth has to do is believe that she can lift something and she will lift it.

[hoppy8544]

This makes Sky look so BAMF. Is that lightning on his sword I see? Must be based off his finished blow on Demise?

POP OFF, KING (click for better quality)

it’s not exactly a redraw, but i used the same pose reference as i did for the drawing beneath the cut (it’s from august 2020)

Keep reading

[fng095]

chapter 255 Eat Up (2)

Cale meeting the sky eating water, formerly known as the water of judgement

as a reminder, this mf was like a day away from blowing up and decided fighting a repressed ancient power was a great idea :D

[marte-14]

May or may not be doing another drawing of Sky kicking someone's ass.

[the-game-spirit]

do I think Legend could kick Fierce Deity's ass?

yes.

i also think Wind and Sky could, too

[rastro-writes]

Oh for sure. I’m actually outlining a chapter where Wild spars a few members of the chain, and Sky is the only he has trouble with even using his Rush.

Let me rephrase. In this, Sky, without any enhancement, can keep pace with Wild when he’s using flurry rush continuously.

Wild loses the instant he can’t keep it up because he just needs a break. And it’s not even raw speed. It’s fluidity of movement, how Sky keeps an eye on his every movement even mid-rush to try a new angle or attack.

Sky doesn’t have magic. He doesn’t need it.

[starchbean]

Thinking about

How LBH was SQH's self insert character

And how SQH fought LGJ for MBJ in the protagonist's place...

Wondering how many more of the epic protagonist fights meant for Binghe that Binghe will miss because he's too busy being enamoured with SQQ

That Shang Qinghua will have to step in for, because he's the only one that cares or remembers that there are still horrible people out there doing despicable things that someone needs to stop.

OR he just happens to find himself in the scenario for the fights to happen, and he can't avoid them XD

[passions-and-pupils]

What do y'all think Shang Qinghua looked like in his last life? Do you think he dyed his hair? Do you think he had piercings?

I personally think yes to both of those plus his hair was curly but I don't think he ever got into fashion of the less permanent variety because he didn't get out much.

I also strongly believe he vaped but never told Shen Yuan because hewould never let him live that down.

[untamedtempest]

Unsent: part 2 of I still don't know / part 1

After that, it got surprisingly easy, and she could write to him with increasing frequency and about even the most mundane things.

One of the Bamfs chewed through my shoes—the ones you liked so much with the pearl strap. Don't worry, I missed it on purpose. Wouldn't want to injure your favorite drinking buddies. Your Stark card is still in the dresser. If Anthony notices one charge to Manolo, I'll remind him you're good for it. Love you

--Always your tempest.

[needfantasticstories]

THIS IS BEAUTIFUL. Thematically, this is my favorite LU chapter of all time.

BAMF Sky, Hyrule doing his best and being a little BAMF too. And Legend, just… he is who he must be. Even if he hates “the call”, the dreaded voice has always been his own. And we are so glad about that right now, cause ‘Rulie needs him!

The giant octorok-arm-like appendage swings down, heading for the deck of the ship. Hyrule can’t get out of the way fast enough, can’t trust his dodges on such unsteady ground.

He doesn’t have many other options, though.

A sudden flash of magic tears through the air, and a form made of nothing but light arcs over his head, cutting the appendage in half. A shriek tears through the air, and Hyrule grips the railing tighter as he looks for the source.

Sky has abandoned the rigging, and stands as a posed figure at Wind’s side. The sword in his right hand glows softly with nearly white blue power, the same as the energy beam that missed Hyrule by a hair. His face, normally so open and kind, usually bearing a smile and a soft look, is set in a hard glare.

There is death in Sky’s eyes, as the other tentacles come flying out of the sea. The knight doesn’t scream, doesn’t rage. He just raises his sword skyward and brings it back down. Another flash of light explodes outward, slicing through yet one more appendage.