"White Lily Cookie Harem isn't real it can't hurt you."
White Lily Cookie Harem:
Now that the Elder Fairy is finally in-game, even with Cotton-Sherbet treatment, I can finally post these silly sketches I did since Beast Yeast just released. I added Mercurial Knight recently lol.
My existential crisis girl accidentally collected male-wife kings like collecting Pokemon wheezzzeeee
I had the pleasure of participating in the @zelinkcommunity 's Loftwing Letters event (a Valentine's themed gift exchange for The Legend of Zelda). I had a lot of fun creating this piece for @fioreofthemarch, and this piece is actually inspired by some of the elements of their fantastic set of one shots set during and after Tears of the Kingdom. It's called Marble Skies and I implore you to read it :)
I really wanted to include these two lovebirds enjoying the apple pie that they mentioned making at the end, and I also wanted to include Zelda's reconnection with her dragon sisters and the joy she must have felt when they recognized her. After many sketches and concepts, I finally settled on this! I hope you all enjoy, especially you, Rachael!
Here's an alt without the dragon shadow below the cut:
Can I have 2 romantic letters? One from shadow milk cookie(can you make this a little yandere?) and the other from prune juice cookie?
[A shadow emerges from your own, gently slipping a letter into your hand. It rumbles sweetly before disappearing. The envelope is a royal blue, and the letter inside a soft sky blue.]
My Muse,
It's been so long since I've seen your face! Saw your smile, heard your adoring laugh! Well, now I can, because your favorite trickster is free!
I've missed you so much, my little blueberry. Keeping you in your gilded cage as I went on and used the Cookies below us for our entertainment was joy! Oh, I can't wait to do it all again!
So just wait, my dear! I'm going to crumble Elder Faeire Cookie and his little friends, and then no one can ever seal me away again~!
Love,
Shadow Milk Cookie
To my love,
I hope you've been well. It's lonely here, at the academy, without you. I know that you're returning today so that we can spend time together, but my potion making can only distract me for so long. Capsaicin Cookie and Kouign-Amann Cookie keep on saying that I just need to relax, but how can I when I miss you so much?
I can't wait to show you all the new little tricks and potions I've made. I remembered your tips from your last letter and they worked like a charm as always, my dear.
Early Yzma sketches by Andreas Deja, from when The Emperor's New Groove was in development as "Kingdom in the Sun". He envisioned her as "a sultry, seductive and power hungry diva", and was inspired by supermodel poses he saw in fashion magazines.
Be careful where you tread, bring sunny foods and lightblooms aplenty! For the Depths are no place for surface dwellers.
(Did you know that The Depths are an iteration of ALttP and others' Dark Worlds? Everything here is a reverse of the surface -- mountains become chasms, rivers impassable walls, the lightroots underneath shrines having names the reverse of said shrine.)
I shared with Zelda that I took her advice and began writing to you... I figure my expression was not what I believed it to be. She tried to hide away a frown but lately I've found myself paying attention to the smallest details-- maybe another side effect of not having the weight of the world upon my shoulders. Do you remember when you told me I worried too much and overburdened myself? I'm beginning to realize that I must have done it to keep my own thoughts at bay. At least that is what I'm assuming my self from all those years ago would have done the same.
A hundred years... waking up in a place I did not know to a voice I should have known, taking my first renewed steps into a world I grew up in but did not recognize. Could I really be the same person from before? Would you still feel about me the way you did? Plenty of times I find myself regretting that I never spoke my feelings for you with clear intent but the princess continues to assure me that my memories of us together were far more than friendly fondness. How I would give moments of my life to feel my fingers burrowed into your feathers again. A thought that instills so much light in me can be quickly taken over by fear as again I worry you may not see me the same.
Our last conversations... I replay them when my mind is silent. I believe you were putting up your confident facade then but were hurt by the lack of recognition that must have appeared in my eyes. I'm continuing to remember things even now all these months later, things that I wish I could reminisce with you about. A light that I am trying to hold onto is that regaining these memories I can find myself capable of hearing you with clarity. Your laugh, your voice and all its tones-- the click of your tongue that I'm learning I heard far too often.
I wonder if in the afterlife you are capable of forgetting... if you will forget about me just as I did you. My chest hurts now at the thought-- is that how you felt when we were finally reunited?