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demiboydemon · 6 months
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Top ten reasons Jerrin is LIVID
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occulture-king · 3 months
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Gonna say this as someone who has been critical of Game Freak both as a fan and as someone with a Pokémon SPIN for a while now:
Do not support Palworld.
The CEO of Pocket Pair, the game’s studio, openly supports AI and even made a game where making AI-generated art is its main mechanic.
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Palworld is not Pocket Pair’s first instance of plagiarism, either. Their previous game, Craftopia, plagiarizes Breath of the Wild, whereas as its upcoming game, Never Grave: The Witch and The Curse, plagiarizes from independent developer Team Cherry’s game, Hollow Knight.
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On top of stolen character models and concepts from fakemon artists, it’s already known that you can put Pals through what is basically slave labor BUT what’s been recently discovered is that the game allows you to capture and sell humans. This has been raising some red flags for black gamers looking into these mechanics, me included, considering this factors into the established slave labor system of Palworld.
TL;DR: I completely understand being tired of Game Freak and the Pokémon Company’s lack of polish over the years, but supporting something that is just as devoid of polish and even more devoid of ingenuity is not the way to make those criticisms clearer. This will only encourage more soullessness in the industry.
I implore you to support other creature collectors with some real passion behind them; I will reblog this post with recommendations shortly!
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foxgirltail · 3 months
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Palworld critiques are looking more and more like Tumblr call-out posts they're all like
Long, drawn out, effective non-issue with several sources/instances
Another non-issue
This one is actually of substance and should be the main point, but it's buried by minor issues of little consequence
Another non-issue
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wivensbane · 4 months
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something in the works 🌸
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nerdy-toast · 9 months
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This was a stupid idea i had and u can tell i was fighting art block but aksjdhfnf
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Bonus, the lil Revali sketch. I’ll probably line this eventually
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andilin · 1 year
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Fox Link~
Pink colored sneaking set. Struggled with this one a lot because I didn't plan out the background and it's my first pic coming out of a bad art block.
I might make an alt version with the mask and armor plates added in. Also I feel like his hips get bigger with every pic...
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skaiawards · 5 months
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hylianjo · 2 years
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Best friends! Scene from Chapter 5 of my AO3 Zelink fanfic "Archery Lessons," by Charleigh Graham @rainbow.sparkle.grahams on Instagram! Much love for Purah, Cherry, Princess Zelda, and Impa! Read "Archery Lessons" here. 18+ Rated E.
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blocodibujo · 1 year
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56 days ‘til Tears of the Kingdom!
Here’s drawing 5/60: Cherry
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plushbaecrafts · 1 year
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Pink Cherry Blossom Koroks can only be found atop the remote Satori Mountain.  They make their home amongst the branches of the large cherry blossom tree that grows there, and use its beautiful flowers to craft their masks!  Pink Cherry Blossom Koroks have a close relationship with the Lord of the Mountain.  In exchange for its protection, they keep an eye on all the forest animals and make sure no harm befalls them.  As a result of their servitude of this divine being, Pink Cherry Blossom Koroks are highly regarded by all other Korok types!    
Pink Cherry Blossom Koroks are a part of my spring collection!  They will return to my shop next spring.  They are made of soft minky with a machine embroidered face.  They are approximately 8" tall and 7" wide.  Base pattern by @sewdesune
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sunbedo · 1 year
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It was so weird when i was watching you/tu/bers and also tumblr react to the final totk trailer and either like. forgetting who tulin was and just calling him a random rito (mostly the yt/br). or remembering him and being like "oh thats Teba's son! WAIT WHERES TEBA IS HE OKAY SHOW ME TEBA" and like. im worried for him too but i think, like yunobo, hes probably trying to fight back against the monsters and natural(?) disasters near their settlements (malice over death mountain and big tornado over hebra). Like I think during gameplay we'll probably travel to goron city/rito village and help plan where goron/rito fighters will be stationed fighting to keep the monsters at bay. and join them with the whole 'fight battles with all these people!' mechanic. but in summary i think both yunobo and teba are fine (obviously, as shown by the glimpse of the boulder breaker in that one clip). can we please acknowledge how cool tulin looks and how he's grown up instead of pushing him to the side in favor of teba!!!
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seagullcharmer · 4 months
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tagged by the lovely @cherrylavendertea to share a snippet of my current wip <3
The first pebble stung way more than it should have. The second was similarly painful. Hilda squawked at it, stumbling backwards, then threw her branch directly in its face. The branch shattered; the bokoblin fell, and did not get back up.
Hilda put her hands on her thighs, leaning forward to catch her breath. That... took way more out of her than she expected. She pawed at the slate, releasing an apple. The crisp juice was quite refreshing.
“What were you thinking!!!” Thief Girl shouted. Hilda startled, dropping her half-eaten apple. She scowled at Thief Girl for this distressing waste of food.
“Goddess save you,” Thief Girl continued, aggressively patting Hilda down and checking her for injuries. Hilda squirmed away, swatting her hands. 
“I’m fine,” Hilda protested, gesturing at the dead bokoblin. She was quite surprised to find the body had disappeared, leaving only its horn and a few teeth. How macabre. 
and now tagging @basilica-gel @slydiddledeedee @ultimaid and @rarmaster if y'all wanna! :-)
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veronix · 13 days
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the more and more i think about it the more i become upset with totk. like as a remake of botw it does add new and interesting features of gameplay but story wise what the hell were they doing. Botw was about loneliness and grief while still experiencing the beauty of nature. totk took that and was like. nah have some alien magic.
as it's own entity i really did enjoy totk. the new gameplay mechanics and some of the cut scenes especially. some of the major moments felt wayy more epic in totk. like. the sword pull and the entirety of the final battle was amazing. im just really bummed out that nintendo didnt try to extend the actual story of botw and instead we got fucking time travel of all things. ill be so fr i do not care about the ancient lore or whatever. and i understand that something HAS to happen for nintendo to put Link back in the same slog of lose zelda. do temples. find zelda. but the way they did it. :/
i probably wouldve been way more open to the story if they hadnt fucking. wiped any and ALL mention of the sheikah tech. like. the sheikah slate becoming the PURAH PAD??? Eat my ass nintendo. ALSO THE AESTHETIC CHANGES. THE GUARDIAN AESTHETIC FUCKING RULES AND I HATEEEEE THE ZONAI AESTHETIC!!!! I HATE THE FUCKIG EGG TEMPLES
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cherrysandcats · 2 months
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You ever play The Legend Of Zelda: Breath Of The Wild?
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wivensbane · 4 months
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a baby
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fatefulfaerie · 2 years
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Overgrown
Linktober 2022 prompt #10/31
Word Count: 1,432
Incarnation: Breath of the Wild (pre-calamity)
Trigger Warnings: None Applicable
“It’s overgrown,” Purah said as she looked into the microscope. “I think your hypothesis is correct.”
Of all the moments for Robbie to finally acknowledge he had feelings for the zany young woman from Kakariko, this was probably the strangest one. She was hunched over the mechanism, her left eye practically glued to the cylinder that allowed her to observe upfront how the blue flame affected plant life. It was weird how quiet it was as she withdrew to jot down her notes. Of all the situations over the past month of them studying here at the Akkala Citadel, the shouting matches, the accidental spills, this was a rare bout of silence, a calm realization that made Robbie lightly smile.
Purah’s ink-dipped feather froze mid-sentence and she furrowed her brow. Robbie’s expression turned to one of alarm and confusion when her head turned to him.
“Are you feeling okay?” she asked.
“Y-yeah,” he stammered, shifting in his seat. He felt heat in his cheeks. Was this blushing? He had no idea. “Of course I am.”
“It’s just you love being right so I expected a big ‘ha told you so’ when I confirmed your hypothesis,” Purah explained.
“Ah yes,” Robbie said, standing up with his hands on his hips. “Ha, I told you so.”
Purah narrowed her eyes, the skepticism in her brewing like steeped tea.
She stood up.
“Are you sure you’re not running a temperature or something,” she asked as she came towards him with a hand ready to check his forehead, yet he ducked out of the way of it before she could, with a nervous chuckle as he swooped around her.
“I am not,” he said, his hands held out as if she were a Lynel. “Everything’s fine.” He forced his nervous laugh into a smile that he gestured to. “See?” he asked as he backed away.
“Is this about the other day?” she said. “I am really sorry about slapping you with an Octorok tentacle. You said it didn’t hurt.”
“I did,” he stammered. “A-and it didn’t. Just don’t worry about it. Keep working, okay?”
Purah was flabbergasted as he watched him scurry off, and soon she felt the presence of another scientist next to her. Purah saw him out of the corner of her eye. With crossed arms Budoh, a fellow researcher that was twice the age of Purah, eyed the oddity that was Robbie.
“I bet I know what that’s about,” he remarked. Purah had no idea what he could be on about, and so she looked over eagerly.
“What?”
Budoh hesitated, his lips warring with themselves as to whether or not he should divulge his knowledge. This was Robbie’s bunkmate, after all, so Purah hung on to every second.
“He got a letter a few days ago,” Budoh explained. “The King is very pleased with our progress here, so pleased that the construction in North Hyrule Plain is meant to be a new lab. He wants Robbie to run it.”
Purah didn’t know what to say at first, stuttering over her vowels and consonants.
“Well that’s amazing!” Purah exclaimed. “Why didn’t he tell me?”
“He hasn’t told anyone except me because the King told him he can bring along whoever he wants. It’s going to be the forefront of Sheikah tech research and if he’s acting like that around you, then he probably feels bad because…”
“Because he didn’t choose me,” Purah finished, Budoh nodding.
“If it makes you feel any better, Robbie’s probably not going to choose me either. My rupees are on Nashi and Kyu.”
“The strongest mathematician and the smartest engineer,” Purah agreed with nods. “Yeah that checks out, I wouldn’t blame him. I’d probably do the same.”
Purah hugged her arms close as Budoh left her to her thoughts, letting her heart think of what she would do in his place. It wasn’t long, however, until her thoughts drifted to her own inadequacies. Had she known about this opportunity she would have spent the last month proving her worth, heck her invaluableness at that. Or had she already? She was, after all, a nobody from Kakariko, who hadn't touched an ancient screw until the King permissed it last month. What could she offer him, a guy who had been illegally researching Sheikah tech with his parents basically his whole life.
Later, when tears began to fall where she sat in her designated quarters, she told herself she was overreacting. Akkala was a very nice place, and there were far worse problems in the world than her not getting what she wanted. Calamity, just a few years ago a thirteen year old had pulled the Master Sword, not to mention the poor princess living with the pressure of not yet accessing her sealing power since before she reached double digits.
A few knocks rapped at her door and she quickly composed herself, wiping away her tears and making herself look presentable.
“Robbie,” she said in a breathless surprise when she opened the door.
“Hi,” he said. It was all he said. Whatever he had come to talk to her about flew over his head.
“Look, I…” Purah bowed her head. She looked back up. “You don’t have to say anything, it’s okay.”
“What’s okay?” Robbie asked, confused as to how she could know.
“The Royal Lab,” Purah specified. “It’s okay you aren’t taking me. I understand.”
“Goddesses, of course I’m taking you with me,” Robbie said, as if she were crazy. “You’re one of the best people here.”
“Well, Budoh…”
“Budoh?” Robbie interrupted. “Budoh doesn’t believe the world is round. Never listen to Budoh.”
“But I’m not as smart as Kyu or Nashi or…anyone really.”
Robbie grabbed both her shoulders and locked her eyes into his, making sure she understood.
“You overgrew this place after your first day here and you don’t even know why.”
Purah pursed her lips and a lack of knowledge danced in her eyes.
“You’re insanely creative,” Robbie said. “And ruthlessly inventive. You come up with ideas I wouldn’t have dreamed of in a hundred years, and in an hour you already have a prototype. You’re the most hardworking person here. When I got that letter, you’re the first person I thought of. I didn’t tell you because I didn’t want it getting out how quickly I picked you. If I let the letter breathe a bit and then announced my picks, then people would think I really thought about it.”
“Then why were you acting so weird earlier?” Purah asked.
“I really wasn’t,” Robbie said in defense, sliding his arms off her shoulders.
Purah tipped her head and smiled, and just that made Robbie blush.
“You’re hiding something, that’s for sure,” Purah said, “your face is so red you look like a blossoming daisy with that hair.”
“I’m not hiding anything,” Robbie insisted, playfully this time, turning around.
“Come on!” Purah exclaimed, catching up with him and bounding onto his shoulders. She turned him around and Robbie let her. “Tell me! Tell me! Tell me!”
She was jumping up and down like a child, and yet Robbie’s eyes followed her lips. He went for it, closing his eyes and daring. He caught her nose instead, and Purah backed away slowly, shocked.
“Did you just try to kiss me?” Purah asked.
Robbie inhaled to respond, but there was no good excuse for what he just did. No smudge on her nose that he couldn’t have just wiped away with a thumb, no cut on her nostril that he could say he was trying to heal (she wasn’t five, after all).
“I love you,” he said. He shrugged his shoulders. “That’s my only excuse.”
Purah looked behind her and then back to Robbie.
“Come on,” was all she said, grabbing his hand and dragging him goddesses knows where.
“Uhm…where are we going?” Robbie asked, ignoring the fact that he had literally confessed his love for her and she didn’t dare a response in return.
“We’re almost there,” she said, before opening a closet and shuffling inside.
“Purah, what are you doing?” Robbie said. The closet was so small that their chests were practically touching.
“Eliminating any impression people might have that you choosing me for the Royal Lab was because of bias.”
“It’s not, I told you, I–”
Purah interrupted him with a kiss. She had to lift herself onto her toes, but she didn’t care, breathing into the exchange much like Robbie was beginning to. He cupped her cheek gently, and by the end of the night, Robbie was wiping cherry-colored lipstick off of his pale neck.
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