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Ok look!! If my dad didn’t want me to become a lesbian, he shouldn’t have let me play Twilight Princess as a kid!!! That was on him!!!

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Pov: you are re-watching ocarina of time: the animated series and your favourite character, Skullkid, shows up. exciting!

first / prev / part 3 / next (in progress)

(this is actually supposed to take place in between the first and second 'screenshot' in the previous part but eh. I already wasn't drawing them in order it's hard to also post them in order)

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I. CANT BELIEVE. I FORGOT TO POST DARUNIAS FINISHED REDESIGN ON HERE. I DONT SEE IT ON THE BLOG ALREADY SO I MUST HAVE FORGOTTEN...... AUGH....

ANYWAYS sob here is Darunia's official redesign for the OOT rewrite full notes and thought process below the cut:

All my goron designs involve giving them less cartoonish and caricature-like features and proportions, so of course that was the first thing I tackled here. I made him very square-and-solid looking. I wanted him to have an appearance that read both as very dignified and also very personable. One should be able to tell at a glance that he is someone who commands a great deal of respect and is worthy of that respect, while also being approachable and trustworthy. Simultaneously larger than life and down to earth. His expression is stern, but with an undertone of warmth. In the original game, Darunia seemed to me like a character who wasn't really meant to be taken seriously, but for our version we want to give the opposite impression. When Darunia speaks, you will listen. I intend for him to be a character that commands respect both from the other characters around him and from the audience as well.

Aside from that, his defining characteristics remain, especially his beard and hair which are what make his silhouette most easily distinguishable. Rather than changing very much I mostly just added more, like his accessories, clothes and tattoos. Many people in the past have pointed out that the gorons, in oot especially, have many elements that appear to be based off various cultures from across the African continent, but again, especially in oot, that was done rather insensitively. So I also decided to look to the west African region in particular for some inspiration for my Darunia redesign. I ended up using mostly references from Ghana after searching through a few different sources, and the traditional clothing there influenced how I dressed Darunia, like with the brightly coloured and patterned cloth of his waist-wrap thing and his sandals-- which from now on I have decided to draw all gorons wearing sandals. The cloth Darunia wears is not fully patterned like those from Ghana since I played around with a few different patterns before settling on this, but in the future I may try drawing something more 1-1.

His tattoos are also based off the Adinkra symbols. Researching the Adinkra symbols was very exciting and interesting for me, and there were many that were perfectly suited for the things I had planned. I didn't want to just copy them directly, so I made slightly altered versions of some of the symbols with their original meanings. My hope is that anyone familiar with the Adinkra symbols would easily recognize them as the source, and be able to tell which fantasy versions are derived from which real ones, with or without the meaning listed alongside it. The ones I referenced for Darunia specifically were the Dwennimmen, meaning humility and strength, the Akoben meaning vigilance and wariness-- which is depicted on his necklace-- the Nkonsonkonson meaning unity, or brotherhood, and the Aya meaning endurance and resourcefulness. The anvil symbol, the one representing Temna/creation/ingenuity, is one I invented imitating the existing symbols' style. I chose these for their meanings, which I feel represent Darunia's character well, and seem like the kinds of things he would value and choose for himself to wear.

The red tattoo sleeve framing the goron ruby is meant to represent streams of lava flowing down the mountainside. This one single element gave me more grief than any other part of the redesign, I went though so many drafts of just that one tattoo and it was what caused this redesign to take so long! Though now that I have emerged victorious from the bloodstained battlefield (clip studio paint), I am very pleased with the final result!

Also, you may notice that the ring on his left thumb looks remarkably like the game's power bracelet. That's because it is the power bracelet! If you'd like, you can wait until we reach that part of the fic to learn what the deal is there, or if you're feeling impatient and don't mind some light spoilers, you can read Darunia's character profile for our rewrite here on world anvil, which is one of the few I've actually completed lol

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Um. She HAD to slay sorry

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Um. She HAD to slay sorry

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Ocarina of Time: The Sacrimonial Elegy

Chapter 3 up now!

It is raining. The stone walls are slick from it. It washes away everything but the wreaths of fire that enshroud the parapets. The moat swells and rises to swallow a gasp and the last whisper. Poison-purple smoke pours out the doors of a grand temple and stains a child’s fingers red. White flames overtake the summer-green prairies and winter-blue forests. A bell tolls, the one-too-many clangs sinking into the earth and splitting it open. When the world cracks apart it does so with the cry of a man. "A true friendship; a feeling in the heart that grows stronger over time. The passion of friendship will soon blossom into a righteous power and through it, you will know which way to go." -Sheik, LOZ:Ocarina of Time A complete retelling of a beloved piece of Zelda history, this not the Ocarina of Time you know, but it is the Ocarina of Time you love.

They left the torched remains of the nest, all the eggs inside reduced to ash, veins of venom incinerated, all deep below the ground. The Kokiri emerged from the tunnel stained with sweat, dirt, and what Mido would insist were not tears. Their bodies were heavy from exhaustion, but their souls were light from the relief of their success as the little band of heroes fanned out into the clearing. 

“Great Deku Tree, we did it!” Mido exclaimed as they turned to face the Father of the Forest. The Deku Tree didn’t respond, only remained silent and still. It was like even the leaves on his branches were no longer affected by the breeze, the absence of their consistent subtle rustling with the minute movements of the Deku Tree unnerving and jarring. It was a sound they never even realized could go away, and now the clearing was eerily silent. 

“Great Deku Tree…?” Saria called out, her voice wavering from anxiety.

Nothing.

Navi flew slowly up close to the Deku Tree’s face. His face was like stone, and his bark had lost the colour of life, appearing now fragile and ashen. “He’s… gone. I’m sorry, children…” Navi said, her words barely audible. 

A heavy silence fell over the young forest spirits. The air was sucked out of their lungs. The whole world was holding its breath. 

Link felt frozen, the storm of emotion roiling in his chest twisting down through his belly and down his legs, wrapping around his ankles and anchoring his feet to the earth. His throat felt too tight to breathe properly, and what weak breaths he could take trembled as they passed his teeth. His hands clenched to fists at his sides, so tightly they shook, and his shoulders tensed, so deeply it was painful. 

Saria approached the Deku Tree with halting steps, sitting down and curling up against one of his massive roots. Her back was to them, and Link couldn’t see her face, but she was quivering like a sapling battered by high winds. Link had never seen her sad like this before. He had never felt sadness like this before. He didn’t know what to do.

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jolene, jolene, jolene joleeeneeee

im begging of you please dont blow up my shiiiip

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some winter Kokiris! Link and Saria all cozy and ready to play in the snow :)

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Chasing Dragons, a botw megafic

Chapter 27 up now!

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Link takes a moment to really appreciate having two reliable animal companions to travel with, thinking to himself about how much harder this would be if he were alone and on foot. He braces his weight on the horn of Nyx’s saddle and closes his eyes, feeling his exhaustion weighing down every part of him. He’s sore all over and it’s taking all his willpower just to stay upright on his horse while Wolfy guides them steadily through the winding woods, and Nyx follows his lead without Link having to steer her. 

When they break out onto the plain, the grass is dewey and the sky is still pale gold from the growing sunrise. Across the field, empty save for a few wandering wild horses, Link sees a smattering of pillars from some ruin on a hill-- ruins mean shelter. They cross the field, and Link pulls Nyx to a stop just as they crest the hill. Over the top of the ruins rises a large statue of a horse rearing up, starkly silhouetted against the amber sky, and the sight strikes a chord in Link, leaving him feeling a little revived. 

Entering the ruins properly leads Link to realize they are actually a small park, and also not really ruins. The grass is a little overgrown and the stone is mossy, but nothing is in disrepair. That horse statue stands tall, proud, oxidized bronze gleaming. It’s a peaceful, comforting place. Link lays out his bedroll right at the base of the statue, laying down while Wolfy stands guard. He falls asleep in seconds. 

A few hours later Link wakes up to the midday sun beaming down on his back, warming him like a lizard on a rock. It’s pleasant enough he might drift off again, if not for the agitated snorting and whinnying coming from below. Groggily he pushes himself up, squinting over his shoulder to the lower level of the park. Down there is a fountain which still works despite age and neglect, where Nyx is getting into a tussle with another horse over the drinking water. “Nyx,” Link groans, rising to his feet. “ Share .”

At first glance, Link thinks the other horse belongs to some traveller and was separated, because it has gear on. But as Link rubs sleep from his eyes and gets closer, he sees that the gear is completely dilapidated. The metal ornaments are rusted and falling apart, the saddle practically disintegrated, the straps hanging off its body. Its coat appears gray, its mane brown, but it’s really just covered in a fine layer of dirt and grime. Along its flank is a long heat scar, old and healed, one that reminds him of the similar but much deeper scar he has on the side of his thigh. 

He thinks of guardians, glowing eyes, shrill beeping, and powerful lazers.

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Ocarina of Time: the Sacrimonial Elegy

Chapter 2 out now!

It is raining. The stone walls are slick from it. It washes away everything but the wreaths of fire that enshroud the parapets. The moat swells and rises to swallow a gasp and the last whisper. Poison-purple smoke pours out the doors of a grand temple and stains a child’s fingers red. White flames overtake the summer-green prairies and winter-blue forests. A bell tolls, the one-too-many clangs sinking into the earth and splitting it open. When the world cracks apart it does so with the cry of a man. "A true friendship; a feeling in the heart that grows stronger over time. The passion of friendship will soon blossom into a righteous power and through it, you will know which way to go." -Sheik, LOZ:Ocarina of Time A complete retelling of a beloved piece of Zelda history, this not the Ocarina of Time you know, but it is the Ocarina of Time you love.

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The surface of their path downwards was rough and uneven, raw dirt pulled apart by the Great Deku Tree packed tightly aside to make room. Tangles of thin roots from bushes and saplings dangled in front of their faces and had to be brushed aside for the Kokiri to pass. Navi’s blue light, held stronger than usual for them to see with, paired with the cool underground, gave the tunnel an eerie, ghostly atmosphere. 

The tunnel ended against the side of one of his massive roots. It would have been a dead end, if the root hadn’t been hollowed out by the jaws of a monster, leaving behind infection that rotted so deeply the outside simply shriveled away. It had become a tunnel itself. 

Link’s stomach roiled at the side of the rot, death-slime shining wetly under Navi’s light. Next to him, Saria clapped her hands over her mouth, and he heard Mido gag. If the sight alone wasn’t enough to make them sick, the smell would certainly finish the job. 

It was almost inconceivable that something like this could be done to a spirit as powerful as the Great Deku Tree. Link might not have really believed himself it if he wasn’t looking right at it. But their guardian had been so weakened by his illness for so long that a monster really was able to carve its way under their home and do all this damage in a single night. 

“Oh,” Navi voiced her realization, “burn what must be burned. We have to stop the demon’s venom from spreading to the rest of the forest. Times like these I wish I was a fire fairy … empty your pockets, children, we need a stone.”

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These tags totally made my day mimimi🥺🥰🧙‍♂️ tyy

redraw of my old Skullkid art from like almost two years ago... i love my best friend noheadboy. he's harmless i swear!!!!!!

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Plus transparent version. Makes him do a little dance on your dash

redraw of my old Skullkid art from like almost two years ago... i love my best friend noheadboy. he's harmless i swear!!!!!!

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redraw of my old Skullkid art from like almost two years ago... i love my best friend noheadboy. he's harmless i swear!!!!!!

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pov you have started another episode of ocarina of time: the animated series Prev/First / Part 2 / Next (in progress)

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Could I interest anyone in... an oc? This is Hosa, he’s a crow. He’s from post-four swords but pre-ocarina of time. The thing he most wants everyone to understand is that being able to see and communicate with the dead doesn’t automatically make someone an exorcist.

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pov you have started another episode of ocarina of time: the animated series Prev/First / Part 2 / Next

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On my lunch break at work. Have a little cowgirl kid Malon :)