Tumgik
whyoneartheven · 1 minute
Text
Tumblr media
326 notes · View notes
whyoneartheven · 2 minutes
Text
ok but
Perhaps it’s napoleon flavored ice cream
perhaps the bitterness of grapefruit reminded people of alcohol
yeah the atm machines are a blatant lie… I bought one of the wizards a coffee once
are gummy worms really.. worms though? Or are they gummy?
gong makes sense and so does bell if you think about it
Which came first: the orange or the orange
egg
stuff tha has a wierd name that makes no sense:
Napoleon ice cream flavor (he is dead(cant make ice cream))
grapefruit (grape is the other fruit dummy)
atm machines (NOT A MACHINE (secretly a wizard pulling money from money dimension))
gummy worms (worms dont have gums as they lack a proper mouth and facial features)
stuff with correct names that absolutely make sense
gong (they do be doing that)
orange (self explanatory)
egg (just vibes)
685 notes · View notes
whyoneartheven · 9 minutes
Text
The abandoned child you’ve taken in sleeps on your lap as the god who gave you immortality softly warns you. “This will hurt.”
4K notes · View notes
whyoneartheven · 11 minutes
Text
Tumblr media
15K notes · View notes
whyoneartheven · 12 minutes
Text
Tumblr media
skyward sword zelink for the soul<3
861 notes · View notes
whyoneartheven · 13 minutes
Text
Tumblr media
12K notes · View notes
whyoneartheven · 15 minutes
Text
Tumblr media
13K notes · View notes
whyoneartheven · 16 minutes
Text
aaahhh thanks!!! I do like Lael as well, but… well, it isn’t quite perfect…
I would absolutely welcome another brain XD
Tumblr media
remember this guy? I finally found a design for him I really like :D
More designs, a poll, and also some lore under the cut
Tumblr media Tumblr media
Some less polished, alternate versions :)
if you like the brown leather armor more than blue lemme know
ok so here are a few things!
First, he’s very colorful now! This is because he’s a member of the nobility, and, being rich, he can afford color! It’s also kinda an unofficial sign of status.
he honestly doesn’t wear it for this reason, although he’s aware of what bright colors imply (to an extent). He just really likes colors XD
second, most everyone has long hair in this culture. Shorter hair is a sign of, well, slavery (which is, sadly, a thing; it’s been recently made illegal but the law is not well enforced… for reasons)
men wear their hair down and women typically cover theirs. It doesn’t need to be fully covered, although richer women usually prefer this.
I totally didn’t make all this up bc I wanted to give all my guy characters long hair XD
someday I’ll get around to posting actual official character posts or smth but for now I can’t even decide this poor kid’s name…
I could use some help so here are some ideas I’ve got
(if you wanna know more abt what kind of names I’m looking for, look below the poll)
ok sooo
I’m looking for something old and potentially Celtic? But I honestly don’t love any of these… none of them quite fit…
this guy is very joyful and bright, a bit goofy and very determined to keep everyone’s spirits up. He’s definitely a bit idealistic and naive, and he’s kinda a free spirit! He finds the world beautiful and wonderful, and kindaaa ignores flaws a bit too much. One of the key things he has to learn during the story is responsibility and duty.
So if anyone has a name that evokes that (zero pressure lol) I would be endlessly grateful
a random fact about my story: no matter what happens, I am determined to find a way to include mountain lions.
26 notes · View notes
whyoneartheven · 2 hours
Text
WAIT I HAVE AN AWESOME HOUSE DESIGN
48K notes · View notes
whyoneartheven · 2 hours
Text
I feel like legend wouldn't tell ravio about his mermaid suit curse for this exact possibility.
Tumblr media
189 notes · View notes
whyoneartheven · 2 hours
Text
Does Force ghost Hayden-looking Anakin actually behave like younger ROTS Anakin (minus the angst)? Or does Force ghost Anakin act like older redeemed Anakin at the end of ROTJ? Does he still speak with elevated-Vader-diction? Should I just be imagining a tired fifty-year-old post-Vader Anakin speaking out of the body of a sexy twenty-five-year-old Anakin?
81 notes · View notes
whyoneartheven · 2 hours
Text
Are fedoras really that bad?
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
YES YES THEY ARE
3M notes · View notes
whyoneartheven · 2 hours
Text
Are fedoras really that bad?
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
YES YES THEY ARE
3M notes · View notes
whyoneartheven · 2 hours
Text
That's It, I'm Posting the Links to All My Zelda Pinterest Boards
For my Links! And Zeldas! (these are all still under construction, so some of them are MUCH smaller than the others. Like, only one or two pins. But I'm working on it!) They should hopefully give you a little insight to my thoughts on all my funky guys :)
(not going to lie to you: so much of these boards is just shameless zelink)
Skyward Sword
Forger (Link)
Goddess (Zelda)
Hylia (and terminus too i suppose)
Minish Cap/Four Swords
Fractal (Link)
Ocarina of Time/Majora's Mask
Orpheus (Link)
Sonata (Zelda)
Twilight Princess
Dawnbringer (Link)
Eos (Zelda)
Wind Waker/Phantom Hourglass
Awakener (Link)
Tetra
Spirit Tracks
Engineer (Link)
Phantasma (Zelda)
A Link to the Past/Link's Awakening/Oracles
Odysseus (Link)
Visionary (Zelda)
The Hyrule Fantasy/Zelda II
Genesis (Link)
Dawn (Zelda)
Hyrule Warriors (okay this one really is just absolutely shameless zelink. you have been warned)
Paladin (Link)
Valkyrie (Zelda)
Breath of the Wild/Tears of the Kingdom
Luminary (Link)
Sunshine (Zelda) (heads up this was the first character board i made and a lot of it is just. outfits i thought she would wear :) )
3 notes · View notes
whyoneartheven · 2 hours
Text
AKKSJDJWJJSJD OH MY GOODNESS SO WONDERFUL
OKAY OKAY SO I can't really find a way to end this BUT
I have been working on this fic for literal months. And I think I am finally able to share it with the world. It's still a work in progress, but I am happy with how it is turning out, I just have to finish the ending.
A few words before I get into it, and PLEASE read this carefully, because this fic does deal with some topics that may be sensitive for some readers.
Basically, it deals with how Paladin- Hyrule Warriors Link- got his facial scars. If you've ever seen a picture of him that I've drawn, you'll notice that the left side of his face is covered in scars.
Well, this is the idea I've had bouncing around for like. A year (oh my gosh have I been zelda obsessed for that long already?) and anyway here it is!
TRIGGER WARNINGS- Self Harm, Blood
It’s a silent summer night when he finally snaps.
It’s been weeks in the coming, silently encroaching upon him like a lizalfos stalking its prey. The knowledge that he is the cause of this war- he and his perfect handsome face. It’s been eating him up inside since that night in the Valley of Seers.
And now it’s everywhere.
The distrustful glares of his soldiers. The outright hateful ones of orphaned, widowed, dispossessed citizens.
Most of all, the cold, silent, expressionless gazes of the dead.
Hadrian died today. Hadrian, his best friend since childhood, his only remaining friend from before the war. One of the few who ever stood up for him when the other soldiers picked on him (in the early days) and when they dragged his name and his title through the mud (more recently). His only true defender. 
And now he is gone.
He doesn’t remember unsheathing his knife- Hadrian’s gift, the only gift he’d gotten when he became Captain Link. All he knows is the blank, lifeless stare from the steel-blue eyes peering up at him from the reflection in the blade. He disgusts himself. He hates his face.
He hates his eyes. (The tears begin to fall.) His perfect, handsome eyes. And he hates the perfect handsome eyebrows that shade them. He hates his forehead, his cheekbones, his strong chin and flaxen hair. (Your fault your fault your fault) He hates his shoulders and his chest, his alabaster limbs and his strong, slender fingers. (His shoulder shake with anguished sobs and the only thought that registers is Your Fault He’s Dead)
But most of all he hates his face. 
His perfect, handsome, horrible face. 
The face that killed Hadrian.
And then the knife is flashing in the dark, gleaming steel slicing through the flawless skin of the face he hates so much. Scarlet blood and tormented tears mingle as they pour down off his face and stain his night shirt crimson. Every slash of the blade is more painful and bitingly cold than the last but he can’t stop. He can’t stop. He can’t stop--
He didn’t see the tent flap open and he didn’t hear the gasp of horror mixed with something like concern. The thing that brings him back is the sensation of warm firm hands wrenching the knife out of his grasp and hurling it across the tent. And then they cup his face and he looks up, and it’s her. 
Because of course it is. 
It’s dark and his tent has no windows, but even in the darkest caverns of the Pits of Demise, he’d be able to make out her face. It’s twisted, so horribly twisted, by sympathy and pain and anger not directed at him- never directed at him, only at what could possibly hurt him this much. Her hand cups the left side of his face- the side he ruined- to inspect the damage, and as she pulls it away to take a better look they both notice it’s absolutely stained with ruby-hued liquid. 
What have you done, is what is etched into her face, but not in the accusatory tones of his men. No, her question is much softer, much gentler, not so much a demand as a petition. 
He’s never had a proper conversation with her. He’s met her eyes a total of three times prior to this encounter. She’s his superior. She’s his Queen. 
But she’s kneeling on the floor of his tent, and her hand is again resting on his mangled cheek, and all remaining decorum is completely tossed aside as he gives in to her touch and collapses into her arms.
Neither of them know how long they kneel there together, she stroking his hair as he weeps into her shoulder, his blood wrecking his shirt and her nightgown and seeping into both of their hair and getting all over their hands.
In the end, it doesn’t matter.
7 notes · View notes
whyoneartheven · 2 hours
Text
OH MY GOODNESSSS
Tumblr media
"Orpheus was a poor boy,​ But he had a gift to give: He could make you see how the world could be, In spite of the way that it is." -Hadestown
A sketch of my boy, circa Majora's Mask, that I did in art class. I like it so much that it's becoming my new pfp.
Anyone who knows the lore of my Links knows that the Hero of Time is called Orpheus, because of the many similarities he shares with the Greek hero. And I think this quote sums it up. (because i am a proud hadestown addict >:) )
11 notes · View notes
whyoneartheven · 2 hours
Note
7, any / all the links >:3
7. What's the weirdest thing (character) has done/would do?
OH BABY OKAY here we go (we'll go in timeline order)
Forger: I mean, he does all sorts of silly stuff in his game >:) But to give an out-of-game example? ...Once he stayed up all night carving a family of hyper-realistic snails. They are now proudly displayed on his and Goddess's living room fireplace mantel.
Fractal: Once, he wanted to mess with his troops, so he have an entire briefing only in Picorese. He handed out notecards so they could follow along, but all the men were still horribly confused.
Orpheus: As a child, after leaving the forest, he really didn't understand how the outside world works. More than once, he sincerely tried to pay for supplies using leaves and berries he kept in his pockets, and was horribly confused when the adults wouldn't take them.
Awakener: During his adventure, he was utterly convinced that he could use the Wind Waker to make him fly. It was extremely hilarious to watch. And yet. It was completely unsuccessful. Tetra still makes fun of him for it.
Engineer: This is less weird than just sweet, but as an engineer, he once built Phantasma a clockwork tiara that had a fully functional singing bird perched on its tallest peak. She wore it to their wedding :)
Dawnbringer: He has a secret passion for yodeling, but would be mortified if anyone found out. For the few months that he lived in Ordon before heading back to the Castle to join the army, he would slip out at night in wolfshape to practice, because everyone just thought it was a wolf howling.
Odysseus: He obsessively gardens. It helps him with his trauma. One day, he woke up at five AM, spent all day in the garden, and then didn't go to bed until 2 AM the next day. And of course, Visionary, being blind, had no idea what was wrong, until one of her maids pointed out to her the next day that he kept falling asleep at council meetings.
Graffiti: One time, he and Ravio had to pretend to be each other (for some reason that none of them can remember), but they were so bad at it that Zelda and Hilda saw through it immediately. It took six weeks for the black hair dye to wash out of his hair.
Genesis: He, somehow, once survived for an entire week on radish leaves and chamomile tea.
Paladin: He's a fantastic singer. He also happens to sing in his sleep. Once, Valkyrie was awakened to the sound of him mumbling a drinking song in the middle of the night- perfectly on key, with impeccable tempo and dynamics.
Luminary: What HASN'T this man done? On one occasion, he decided to climb a mountain to see if he could jump off the peak of it into the water below and be unharmed. Mipha actually got mad at him when using Mipha's grace that time.
I hope you liked these silly little things!
6 notes · View notes