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nell0-0 · 1 day
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The trio duo ^^
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lieee34 · 3 days
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Tiny chain !
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mizaruwu · 3 days
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Filling the linked universe ravio shaped hole in my heart, I haven't seen my boy in years
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bokettochild · 4 hours
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The Legend brainrot is real
Violet star Dancing on bloodied golden goddess fingertips Forged to suffer Forced to fight even as light bleeds from your existence Goddess child Broken by cruelty in world of endless pain Heartless one They mark you despite your effort and ceaseless strain Where is rest When for all you give and give and lose forever Where is love When for their joy your heart repeatedly you sever Rabbit heart Sacrificed for them on stone of past sacred grounds Broken soul Happy child that was, to where have you disappeared now?
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brooklet-hill · 2 days
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1caru · 3 hours
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I finally finished a semester long group project for college, so I figured I'd celebrate by returning from hiatus a few days early :)
have Legend in a corset <3
I also revived my side blog, 1carus-attic! I have a nice long queue over there of reblogged art from other artists, so feel free to go check that out if you wanna see some amazing stuff!
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thepinklink · 2 days
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Sketch request forrrrrrr
Bunny legend doing something he doesn’t want to :3
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He needed a bath :)
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chaosfantasmic · 7 hours
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you dont have to, but would you mind editing the lu links onto weezer i think itll be funny
-🐀🏳️‍🌈 anon
anon I love the way you think
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lil reward <3
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layraket · 2 days
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Day 6 - I'll follow you
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Today's trope is Hurt/Comfort! thanks to @amyred for giving me the idea for this day!
Legend was hurt and had to keep going with the rest, there's no time for a break even if he needed. Ravio didn't like this.
He knows that Mr. Hero is completly capable of taking care of himself in battle, but needed help during the aftermath of each one. So he decides to come with them, to follow Legend and help him to take care of himself.
Legend didn't like this, he didn't want to put Ravio in danger. At the end he wasn't given a choice, so he let him come with them. Deep inside he felt himself a little more comforted, being close to him now at any moment wasn't too bad.
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ok-pop-1 · 1 day
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day six: i'll follow you || hurt/comfort
page 1 | page 2 | page 3 | page 4 | page 5 | page 6 [you're here!]
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the-chains-cafe · 13 hours
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Lighting is hard, and don’t get me started on speech bubbles
@whiteperle3 tagging you because you won’t stop talking about me drawing comics :]
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unexpectedstormy · 24 hours
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Wind: I have a riddle for you. See if you can solve it.
Legend: Okay, shoot.
Wind: You're locked in a room with no doors or windows. How do you escape?
Legend: ... I don't know. How?
Wind: You take off your boot, you look at your boot. You saw your boot, so you take the saw and cut your boot in half. Then you take the two halves and put them together. The two halves make a whole and then you crawl through the hole to escape.
Legend: -_- ... I hate you.
Wind: >:3
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At some point I might write a little oneshot where my modern au Legend realises he sees the others as family then gets really scared and starts acting snappy because boi lost all his loved ones up until this point. Then eventually he breaks down sobbing in his brothers' arms and spills everything, and they give him the cuddles he needs
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not-freyja · 1 day
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Wild leads them, one little chime of his Slate at a time, closer and closer to what feels like some kind of cosmic joke. He has always known that Hylia herself at least has a sense of humor, a kind of gentle teasing to the way that she speaks to him through her statues.
An amused tint to the way she would tell him ‘no, Link, I cannot make you ever stronger than you are now.’ A sort of fond chuckle to the way her approval would emulate out as he enthusiastically threw dragon scales into the Holy Springs.
…He’s getting off topic again. What Wild is trying to say is that he knows for a fact that the Goddess loves him, and thinks laughing at him is fun. The two facts can coexist.
People (and gods, they probably count separately from people) are complicated.
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minty-mumbles · 5 hours
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Legend is so willing to throw Warriors under the bus for anything and everything that he's actually stolen the keys to the bus and is ready to run him over himself
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breannasfluff · 13 hours
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Eldritch Memory - The End
To open his eyes is to relive a memory. Water draining away and a lid opening. Staring up at the glowing lights overhead, hazy as he tries to focus. The faint tug of divinity is like a string, stretching away to someone.
He is in the shrine. He knows nothing. He knows everything. He remembers….
He remembers…
Finally, he climbs out of the basin. At least he’s got clothes this time. As opposed to…yet the memory slips away. His slate is on the pedestal, and he picks it up. It’s muscle memory to tap at the screen and summon different clothes.
Then he pauses because…how did he know to do that? 
Time is repeating, circling, twisting in a loop. The air calls to him, caresses him. Home, it whispers. Part of us.
Shaking his head, he puts the slate on his belt clip and leaves the room. There’s no voice to guide him, but the sense remains. Get out. 
Down an overgrown hall, up some crumbling stairs. A halo of light beckons him on and then—he is outside. He doesn’t linger, just heads for the edge of the overlook.
Hyrule is laid out before him, oh so familiar. He knows this land. Yet he doesn’t know himself. 
He stands there for…well, long enough that the sun’s shifted before he turns to make his way down. There’s a multitude of things to explore, starting with the apple trees.
At some point, muscle memory has him taking the slate from his hip and tapping a glowing marker on the map. Then he dissolves into blue light.
Hateno, his mind supplies when he reappears. Unfortunately, it doesn’t give him anything else. Yet the familiarity here is stronger. Even better, the thread of divinity is so close it pulses, nearly visible. He follows it across the bridge and to a house.
The divinity is linked to a girl with blond hair, pulling weeds near the house. Both hands wrap around the stubborn plant and tug. It comes out and she falls back with an oomph. Then she looks up and sees him.
“Link?”
Link. Of course. That’s his name. How could he forget? And this is—is…
“Link? Is something wrong?”
Is it? “Who are you?”
There’s a sharpness to her gaze as she pulls herself up. Brushing her hands on her skirt, she walks over. “Link, what happened? You feel…different.” She reaches out and lays a hand on his arm.
There’s a spark—a connection—and a missing chunk slots into place. “Zelda.”
And not just Zelda, but the Calamity. The shrine. Waking up and fighting and saving the land. Living in Hateno and traveling. Being strange, yet being accepted by the land and its people.
And more recently—
Read the rest here!
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