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tsukinoshinjiu · 8 months

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XII - The hanged man

"The hanged man understands that his position is a sacrifice that he needed to make in order to progress forward - whether as repentance for past wrongdoings, or a calculated step backward to recalculate his path onward."

#my art #artwork #artists on tumblr #digital art #art #link #legend of zelda #lu wild #wild linked universe #breath of the wild #botw #malice #scopophobia #uncomfortable #corrupted!link #art juices going down the drain drain #body horror tw #like kinda #its debatable

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libr-0-cubicularist · 3 months

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I do not know what is fucking happening. I just doodled something based off the scraps of context we’ve been given. anyways. @gia-d and @not-freyja I’m very excited to see you hurt the boys :D

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koszmarnybudyn · 3 months

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The four horseman.

I have thoughts so here's a rant:

Normal is conquest/i think its illnes or something (its zaraza so plauge where i'm from) because the Oaks brought the doodler about (plus he's the one that brought it to heaven with willy so started the apocalypse), plauge cause the Oaks also have the doodler in their blood and its an "infection" (he's also the stinkiest lol). He has the black eyes he got after seeing what the doodler wants, the purple in his eye is for love and hate, and the blue is there cause that's his signature color and again love. The crown is made of tentacles and also have the eyes (red to symbolize hate and the rage the Oaks carry). I tried to potray him slightly Jesus and Mary like (its so wierd writing that in english), and of course he has the white cloak (i did not draw horses because im bad at drawing horses and i didnt want this to take half a year to make). He and Scary are the ones turned straight to the camera because they are the ones that are the most important doodler wise. Also them being white and black paralleal.

Taylor is war because well i just thought it fit him best, (also he gets the sword then), and i made him look demonic. I dont have much to say about him unfortunetly because this was honestly a struggle. He does parallel with link though in their demon and angel designs.

Link is famine, i feel like hes the one to give up the most, hes been denied his sustanance (love) and as the series progresses he gets more nihilistic because of that and gives up, i feel like famine fits that. He also gets the scales because hes a judge (he condemned his father and he forgiven Scary) and because of the goddess of fairness. Like everyone he gets the eye treatment (i love eye motifs what can i say, also please notice how everyones eyes are diffrent cause that was also a struggle) but i also incorporated the angel motif (yes every link i draw in an au has to get the angel motif i just like angels and well he is a protector and is trying to be good, but then "falls" (cause many deaths) and becomes jaded) the angel thing is also there because he has spent a lot of time in heaven (and he has that generational catholic quilt ya know). The eyes are orange and yellow because that's the colors i usually give him but also because the're golden and sun like.

And of course our seeker of darkness-Scary as death. I contenplated making Link death and her war but i finally didnt. She is partially inspired by that one painting of Mary staring into the viewer as shes holding the corpse of Christ (maybe its silly but my little dramatic heart thinks of Scary summoning the doodler and Marys story to be similar, and just a pretty cool concept you know), and partially just death depictions. She was the first one i finished and probablly still my favorite. She of course has the most purple (i thought about making everyone purple to fit the backround but that would have been a hassle). The whites in her eyes are a nod to the doodler summoning again.

Oh and of course the backround, it has tentacles for thr doodler and doves for innocence because idk if you noticed yet but i am obsessed with religious symbols and also because i think the teens are just teens and they are not quite to blame (and neither is the doodler)

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notsomeloncholy · 10 months

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Infused with Light

#sorry i cant be consistent at all #art #artists on tumblr #illustration #illustrators on tumblr #fanart #legend of zelda #loz #totk #tears of the kingdom #link #zelda #tw: body horror #a little..?#melonography #teehee toodaloo

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adrift-in-thyme · 3 months

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Febuwhump Day 4: Obedience (Link/Midna)

Ao3

CW for blood and injury, torture, and mild body horror

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Midna is no stranger to the sound of screams.

Her people had cried out when Zant had taken the throne and transformed her beautiful kingdom into something dark and twisted. Their cries of agony and anguish had echoed in her ears as she fled, a hideous imp, humiliated and furious. And they have remained with her all this time, spurring her onward toward salvation and victory.

But the noise that fills the air now is terrible in its own right. It pierces her skull and sets her heart racing erratically in her chest. And it feels as though it has been going on for eternity.

In reality, however, it has probably only been a few minutes. It doesn’t matter though. Midna has never derived joy from seeing Link suffer. This time is no different.

“Midna,” Zant’s leering voice reaches her ears once more, cascading smoothly over the waning sound of the hero’s hoarse screams. “Be an obedient dear and lend me your power. Do so and your precious, little human need not suffer further.”

Midna’s gaze travels down to where Link kneels mere feet away from her. His body is rigid, held in place by invisible bindings. His cap has fallen a short distance from him; his tunic and pants are splotched with mud, sweat, and blood. Tears stream down his ashen cheeks and well in his eyes, turning their gray the color of a stormy sky. But there is fire in them.

“Don’t,” he gasps, voice painfully ragged. “Please, Midna.”

Zant flicks a hand and the hero tenses further, an agonized whine breaking free.

“Quiet, dog,” he growls. “Count yourself lucky that I have allowed you the dignity of this form rather than letting the twilight have its way with you.”

“Lucky?” Midna shrieks, unable and unwilling to restrain herself. The nerve of this man! Calling himself her king, banishing her from her kingdom, demanding her aid…and now, hurting the hero. Her hero. “Being a human in a twilight realm is excruciating and you know that full well!”

“Come now, Midna,” Zant purrs, rounding her once more. His attempts at sweetness are as sour as his breath. “Calm yourself. This…human is pathetic in comparison to us. He has enjoyed the fruits of his people’s cruelty for far too long. It is time he felt some small portion of what we have endured.”

Midna is seething now. If only she were in her true form. If only she had that shadow crystal. She would rip this monster’s limbs off and cast him into the light-filled world he so detests.

“What we’ve endured?” She spits. “What about the things my people have suffered by your hand? You call yourself their king while you turn them into disgusting beasts!”

She kicks out, struggling against her bonds. But they hold fast, as suffocating and restrictive as this world.

“I have made the kingdom what it long should have been,” Zant replies, tone darkening. “You would have had it fall into obscurity and disrepair. You would have had our people forget all that they have endured because of the light dwellers.

“But you evade the question, my fallen princess. Will you help me or not?”

Link’s eyes find hers. He is breathing hard, shuddering beneath the weight of his own form. And yet, he smiles. It is only the slightest upturn of the lips, like a thread of twilight stretching bravely into the world of light. But Midna sees it all the same.

“Never.”

The word when she speaks it, shatters the momentary silence. She doesn’t have to see him to know Zant’s expression has turned murderous.

(Though, if she’s being honest, does it ever not look murderous? The man is vile.)

Her eyes, however, are only for Link. He is looking at her with pride in his gaze, pride and…maybe the beginnings of something else? She can’t be certain.

Whatever it is, she doesn’t deserve it.

“No?” Zant laughs and it seems to echo in the cavernous space. “Well then. You truly have fallen far Midna, to conspire with light dwellers in such a way. It nauseates me!”

Power surges through the air, a projectile of pure darkness slicing its way toward the hero. The energy it emanates is so dark, so sinister the air reverberates with it.

Midna gasps as she realizes what is about to happen. With an enraged screech, she struggles even harder than before. But she is helpless to stop it.

Darkness, fierce and sharp, collides with Link’s chest. It keeps going, shoving aside flesh and muscle and bone to burrow deep into his heart. His eyes go wide, blood bubbling from his lips as he chokes on a cry.

“This light dweller pretends to care for you and your world,” Zant sneers. “Perhaps, then, he will enjoy internalizing the shadows you inhabit.”

A skull-shattering scream pierces the air. Link thrashes, fighting desperately to get loose. Streaks of black crawl across his skin now, craters of molten obsidian amongst bloodless white.

“I wonder how much he can take before he breaks,” Zant muses.

He twists sleeve-hidden fingers and abruptly, Link crumples. Shadows dance in the air around him as he transforms. And then a beast lays twitching on the ground before her.

“No, stop!” The shout breaks free before she can restrain it.

But Zant doesn’t seem to even hear her. He is too enraptured by his own sadistic glee at Link’s agony.

The shadows around him grow thicker now, more potent. The obsidian marks spread like jagged lines of ink and blood oozes in their wake. They mar the hero’s lush gray coat, trickle into his once-bright eyes.

Midna inhales a ragged breath. If she doesn’t stop this, if she doesn’t act Link will die. That cannot happen.

She needs him to help her save her kingdom and her people. She needs him to save that little country town of his, and the kids who gaze at him like he is the sun itself, and the family he adores despite how they so violently despised his wolf form. She needs him to save the land Zelda has sacrificed so much for, the land Link looks upon with wonder.

She needs…she needs him.

So, she takes a deep breath and focuses. There is a crack, she realizes with a spark of hope, in the magic Zant is using to restrain her. She isn’t certain how she didn’t see it before. Perhaps, it wasn’t even there before.

It doesn’t matter. All that’s important is the way she can exploit it.

Midna forces her hands inside it, pulls it wider and wider until it is a gaping hole. Then, she shoves herself through, shattering her bonds as she does so. And when she opens her eyes once more, she is free.

She hits the ground with a dull thud and scrambles up. Zant whirls to face her, a screech of indignation ringing out as he unsheathes his swords. But she is too fast for him.

Fiery locks fly free, scooping the still-shuddering hero into their silken folds. Magic surges through her panicked and quick. And with a burst of sharp shadows, they are gone.

She lands them in Hyrule Field, for lack of a better place. It is far from most villages at least, with their mindless terror and ready torches. Gently, she lowers Link into the blades of green grass.

She can only hope that the teleportation wasn’t too much for him. But what other choice had she had?

“Link.”

Midna reaches out, ghostly fingers brushing his cheek. The word hitches in her throat, traitorous emotion struggling to break free. Fiercely, she shoves it back down.

“Come on, you idiot! Wake up!”

As if in response, his breath stutters. Gray-blue eyes flutter open, flitting about in a panic before they land on her. He shifts, brushing his nose against her immaterial form. A low whine echoes in his throat.

Midna lets out a shaky sigh. “Yeah, yeah, I’m fine. He didn’t touch me. Worry about yourself like you should.”

Link huffs a breath, seeming indignant. But his efforts are weak. His usual snark is gone with his strength, sapped by the madman who had sought to use him.

Shaking her head, Midna turns to gaze at the castle that bravely rises past the horizon.

“You just hold on, Link,” she murmurs. “I’ll get you the help you need.”

And after that? She’ll find the might necessary to hurl Zant into the sun.

#febuwhump2024 #febuwhump day 4 #torture tw #blood tw #injury tw #mild body horror #angst #whump #trin writes #pre-lu #loz #twilight princess #midlink #I love the lakebed temple cutscene SO MUCH #and on my recent replay thought #‘hey what if link got tortured like midna was?’#had a bunch of dark magic poured into him instead of light #and lo and behold this came out

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mustangs-flames · 9 months

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Some alt!Cesar concept scribbles from my Hail, True Body AU

Image 1 is human Cesar in 1991 age 17 Image 2 is alt!Cesar in 1992 (when he killed and replaced the real Cesar) Image 3 is alt!Cesar in 1998 post-void Image 4 is alt!Cesar in early 1999 a few months after impaling Mark Image 5 is alt!Cesar in late 1999 (he's wearing some of Thatcher's old clothes)

#hail true body au #htb alt!cesar #tmc au #mandela catalogue au #the mandela catalogue #my art #just some scribbles to get some ideas out #tw: body horror #whoops forgot to link the au lmao #should be good now jshbfjdf

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ladye-zelda · 3 months

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Roughing the boy up (+a hint of Zelink)

(Closeups under the cut)

#the ladye draws #botw #breath of the wild #botw link #plus my inconsistent art style lol #tw body horror #I guess #idk; is it that scary to you guys?

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st-froy · 2 years

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#coolio #fanart #my art #dndads #my stuff #my artwork #dungeons and daddies #myartstyle #dungeons and dads #dungeons and daddies spoilers #honesty thought it was link the entire time #tw body horror #tw tentacles #I haven’t draw Dndads in while I missed them so much #dndads spoilers

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automatonknight · 8 months

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you're gonna die

(based on the hylics death screen! ^__^)

#body horror #tw body horror #art #fanart #lisa the hopeful #benny oberwinch #beltboy #<haha more like meltboy am i right guys #id in alt #linked just one song i like but the whole ost is a banger #caption is a reference to the hints for status effects where for melting it's just 'you're gonna die'#and when i saw it of course i thought like. hmm you know what other game has the character melt alive #also. no chest chair this time i'm so sorry.it looked bad </3 rest assured that this will not happen again LONG LIVE HAIRY MEN o7 SCREEAAAA

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hotvintagepoll · 3 months

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dual wielding propaganda here for Béla Lugosi and Boris Karloff, both of whom I don’t think will win but there’s still time for a turnaround! come on tumblr goths, vote with your heart! vote for shirtless men being tied up and threatened!

#(editor's note: tw on that link if you're leery of body horror mentions)#submission #propaganda #boris karloff #bela lugosi

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quirkle2 · 10 months

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an oc i made :) he lives in the depths of totk. more info under the cut if ur curious (yes, he is Supposed to have mildly disproportionate limbs)

simply goes by marrow. born from the waters of the secret spring of revival in the depths—the spring did what it does best and created life from death. took the residual magic of link from the shrine of resurrection directly above, and attempted to cobble together a living being from what the shrine couldn't save. since there wasn't enough for a full hylian, the spring took elements from its environment to finish its creation. marrow was born.

goes by he/him and it/its. speaks very little. has made a deactivated lightroot its home, covering the gaps between roots with cloth and gibdo wings. likes light. has a pet stalhorse named clacker. loves the three dragons (can see them!) and even wears shards of their horns along his tail. is known by the yiga as "the echo"

design is inspired by the depths armor set, gibdos and their wings, and death's-head hawkmoths. some of the cloth came from the depths tunic design, and the horn on his head is a death's-head hawkmoth's caterpillar horn. look those babies up if ur cool w moths, they have fucking skulls on their backs and it's sick as hell

#qkdraws #marrow #the legend of zelda #tloz #legend of zelda #loz #tears of the kingdom #totk #tw blood #blood tw #blood #tw gore #gore tw #gore #tw body horror #body horror tw #his long arms and coloration on the face is from gibdos yes #if anybody has any questions about him this is me waving u down like a maniac. i am ill abt this subject <3 #he's ..meant to be a ''copy'' of link but he's Very different. its face is the same but almost everything else is different

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stealingyourbones · 1 year

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Submitted Prompts #39

Tw: (Corpse, Perperation of a dead body, violent imagery)

Have you ever watched a video about how a dead body is prepared?

I have and every time I read about Jason digging himself out of his grave I remember it.

Because know what? When you die you usually get a gruesome version of contact lenses called eye caps to keep your eyes closed. They are small curved metal plates with tiny hooks that look very sharp honestly.

Since Jason didn't have an open casket funeral because of how mutilated his body was, you could safely assume that he was not subjected to these little torture devices.

But every time I wonder how horrifying it would be if he did and now here I am writing this so I will hopefully get it out of my head.

Anyways I'm sorry for this mental image (Hey bones here. I'm going to add to this a tad because there is still some parts of the body preparation process that would be freaky as hell to deal with after Ressurection:)

Jaw is wired shut to prevent mouth opening. they inject a wire with a spring loaded syringe type mechanism to connect your lower jaw to your upper jaw. Jason can't open his mouth. he can't speak.

Blood is removed from body and replaced with embalming fluid. What if this man straight up just runs on embalming fluid and not blood?

Organs fully removed and replaced with formaldehyde solutions. he shouldn't be living. he has no organs.

#Links added by bones :) (Y'all I have so many books on body preparation if u need info just hmu)#bones submissions #dpxdc #dp x dc #danny phantom #dc comics #writing prompts #dp x dc prompts #tw corpse #tw dead body #tw violent imagery #tw body horror

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minijenn · 10 months

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Sort of a part 2 to this...

In addition to the thing I drew earlier, I felt compelled to draw a bunch of concepts for Link from my upcoming angstfest totk fic To Lose Oneself. As I said before, basic gist is that Link doesn't get Rauru's cool ass arm and is instead left with a gloom-corrupted arm that's only getting worse as things go along. He spends the first several chapters just trapped in the depths trying to survive because, like I said, Rauru's arm doesn't save him, so he just tumbles right down into the depths after watchin' Zelda disappear.

What this does to our poor boy is it basically tears him apart from the inside out gradually. Makes him sick/weak/susceptible to gloom/blood moons, etc. Of course, he does get help from Purah, who uses spare guardian parts to build a neat protective glove for him to keep him from spreading that gloom accidentally. Except, of course, in the rare cases where even that fails to keep the gloom at bay...

So yeah hop into my inbox and chat with me bout this fun little fic that I will def one day write you really think I would draw all this art and not write the fic? (side glances the KH Anastasia fic) shut up shut up shut up

#legend of zelda #tears of the kingdom #link #loz link #character designs #concept sheets #nintendo #tw vomit #tw blood #tw body horror #totk spoilers???#totk au #loz au

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gattnk · 7 months

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