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theegh0st · 3 days
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Great idea Four
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I really enjoyed this page. I’ll probably add more eventually
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mizaruwu · 3 days
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"Ah, my flower- how clumsy of me" she said in a slightly embarrassed tone, you remember her voice as clear as a bell.
You remember the hibiscus in the water "it happens" you said chuckling a bit. You remember that feeling.
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[How many details can you still remember after waking up from a dream? How many memories can you still hold on to?]
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unobscured version below ^^)/
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You remember Marin's hibiscus falling into the water when both of you were looking for seashells, "Ah, my flower- how clumsy of me" Marin said, slightly embarrassed. You chuckle a bit "it happens"
You remember planning to make Marin a hairclip she can use to secure flowers in her hair with and make it as soon as you wake up the next day. She's going to love it. You remember that feeling.
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legendofzoodles · 2 days
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Wild: Legend, I'm sorry I broke your sword.
Legend: No, it's fine, I stole it from Four.
Four: Ok one, I wasn't finished cleaning it up. And two, I took it from Warriors.
Warriors: Oh, I got it from Rancher.
Twilight: I borrowed it from Time.
Time: I got it from Hyrule.
Hyrule: Wind gave it to me.
Wind: I remember taking it from you Vet.
Legend:
Legend: You guys are so dead.
Sky: WHERE'S THE MASTER SWORD?!
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mischefous · 2 days
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Maybe (if you want to) you could do legend just hanging out, or getting thrown by monsters, ANYWAY! Love your art and one of these days I'm going to explode from the shear amount of serotonin it gives my silly little brain.
decided to give poor Legend a break and do a part 2 to this one X and have him just hanging out, drinking that red potion Warriors was shoving in his face XD
thank you for your request @bleper!💙 you have a fantastic dayyy! (sorry I couldn't do the other idea, my art was not arting T3T)
CW! blood, but not much, it's more like old dried blood
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layraket · 3 days
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Day 3 - Reunion
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Today's trope is Modern! This may be my favorite so far
Legend was traveling to visit some people in Labrynna during some weeks. Ravio has been waiting for him at the airport the day that he came back
Honestly Legend couldn't really believe that Ravio could just stand there with a sign while in a runway (yes he totally believe it)
He then got tackled by security guards and taken away, Legend had to come and rescue him lol (and this is why you shouldn't do this for you own good) They had some ice cream and Legend told him what things he did during his travel after solving everything!
(Ravio's sign says: "Welcome back luv of my life <3" with a little purple bunny in a corner)
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yuhlmaooo · 2 days
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funny haha man (gouache edition)
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the-chains-cafe · 22 hours
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@indigoartistqueen helped me with fours hair :] (thank you!!!)
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crazzberry · 2 days
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I think he deserves to hide away from the gods in a little hole. Just let him live in peace.
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ok-pop-1 · 3 days
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day three: reunion || modern
page 1 | page 2 | page 3 [you're here!] | page 4 | page 5
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skyward-floored · 1 day
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The Lost Woods aren’t so bad.
Not after traversing them more times then Link can count, at least. Sure the paths shift, and monsters occasionally slip their way inside to hide in the bushes and trees, but Link knows the way to the clearing where he needs to go.
The forest only needs to let him.
His boots cut through soft grass, an occasional crunch belaying a leaf. The song of the woods is on the wind, and Link follows its winding tune, the pipes of water, strings and drums of leaves and branches. Quiet giggles make his ears twitch, but Link knows to ignore them.
He plays the game of the Woods, walking its paths, watching poes with a careful eye to see where they lead. The song dances by, high and low, loud and soft, and the flute that sometimes joins it makes his heart ache.
Time stretches strangely under the canopy of trees and fog— Link feels like he’s been here for hours now, but the glimpses of sunshine that peek through the branches are no different from how it was when he arrived. Link passes through another clearing, doubt beginning to nip at his heels. They’re not called the Lost Woods for no reason after all, and he’s starting to wonder if he hasn’t passed their test this time.
Is it because of what I’ve done since last I’ve been here?
But then something in the air, in him, clicks, eases, Link doesn’t know the word. But it’s like a fog lifts from his vision, and the path he needs to take is suddenly obvious. Link follows the pull past flowers and stones, over a barely-there path. It guides him through the yawning mouth of a log, and birds softly chirp as he emerges into a familiar clearing.
Fog drifts past his boots as he looks around, and a single shaft of sunlight breaks past the trees, drawing his vision to sparkling blue.
Link exhales, and steps forward, squirrels and other small creatures darting away into the bushes. He steps up onto the small stone platform, and doesn’t move for a long moment, looking at where the Master Sword sits with wisps of fog and sunlight dancing around her. Waiting for him.
“Hey old girl,” Link says softly, and for some reason his throat aches as he rests a hand on her hilt. “Been a while.”
The metal under his skin is both hot and cold, warmed by the sun’s light, and cooled by the stone it rests in. Despite years exposed to the elements, the Master Sword isn’t covered in greenery like it was the first time Link found her. Nor is her shine diminished in the slightest. Her blade is dimmed only because she rests, her power waiting for the next hero who needs her.
Who just happens to be Link again.
A shaking sigh escapes him, and Link puts both of his hands around her hilt, the electrifying hot-and-cold sharp-and-soft thrill of her power zipping through him as he pulls.
The Master Sword slips loose just like it did when he pulled her the first time, and Link raises her to the sky, the fog parting and fading away. The sunlight brightens somehow, making her sparkle and glow, and Link’s throat tightens again.
He hadn’t realized until now how badly he’d missed her.
Link lowers the blade again, running a hand over her cool steel as he studies her, looking over her finer points to familiarize himself with the weapon once again. Something is different, he realizes after a minute or two. And when it finally dawns on him what it is, he holds the Master Sword tighter, almost hugging her.
“I’ve grown,” he says quietly.
The blade fits his size now.
Instead of the still-pudgy hands of a child grasping at her hilt, there’s the worn hands of an adventurer ghosting along the metal, scars catching in her grooves. There’s blood staining his hands now that wasn’t there before, yet she still allowed him to pull her.
“You fit better, now,” he continues, voice shaking a little. “Hopefully this’ll... make things easier.”
His breath hitches, and Link swallows it back, clasping the sacred blade in his arms like one would an old friend.
He squeezes his eyes closed.
“I guess I thought I wouldn’t be doing this again,” Link whispers, ghosting his fingers along the gem in her hilt. “Not... not after the last one.”
Not after what I did.
The metal seems to warm just a hair, like the sunshine got pulled into it, and Link rests his head against the Master Sword, allowing a single drop of saltwater to trail down his cheek.
“Thanks,” he croaks, and the softest, faintest of chimes echoes in his heart.
It’s enough to pull him from the grief that was threatening to swallow him up again, and Link sets aside the weight of an island, and focuses instead on the weight of the sword, and his kingdom.
He’s needed. He can’t get lost in grief.
Link breathes out, running his hand along the steel one more time, and then he gently sheathes her, stepping down from the platform.
“Here we go again old girl,” he says as he steps outside of the clearing, weary with grief, but determined to stop the evil returning yet again.
He closes his eyes.
“One more time.”
A single pure note chimes in his chest, and Link feels something other than grief wrap itself around him, urging him forward to take another step, to press on despite the weight.
It feels a little bit like hope.
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sweeteastart · 2 days
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Day 4 Roadtrip !!
I'm back on track with the fourth day of this week ! I blacked out during it and now there's ravioli but also Hilda and Fable didn't do their design for nothing
Also I was way too sad that I couldn't do the modern prompt for day 3 so they are in modern clothes/environment!!
Closeups under the cut
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bokettochild · 3 days
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🎶little bunny Legend, hopping down my dashboard, picking up the brainrot and shoving it in my head🎶
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breannasfluff · 2 days
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Beach day!
barely finished in time but I made it
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mizaruwu · 1 day
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This was so fun to draw, I wanna do the others too so feel free to suggest which link is next ^^)/
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snailtaco · 3 days
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Attempting to claw my way out of artblock with some joy. Happy grumpus ᕕ( ⁰ ▽ ⁰ )ᕗ
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