Critical System's

Artist. She/her. Christian. Chaos goblin. Writer.

[blueskittlesart]

loz twitter was briefly trying to decide if the hero of time can read. i genuinely think the answer is no

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FanJoyJuly2026#8 @kikker-oma @blueskittlesart

have a one shot fic based on one of the cutest, sweetest, comics ever I’m doing this as a fan Joy July one shot for now, but honestly it would be so fun to expand on this

To say Link hated reading would be the understatement of the century. He had never needed it in the Lost Woods, but as soon as he’d left; things like milk jars, road signs, and shops had all these little symbols Navi insisted he needed to understand.

But Link didn’t want to figure them out, he had Navi so why would he ever need to know how to read them himself? Then he and Navi got separated for a few days and he got cheated out of too many rupees trying to pay for a meal he couldn’t read the price on, and Navi had put her foot down when she had found him again and found out why all his rupee’s were gone.

So here he was at the edge of the woods trying to read a sign after Navi had made him memorize several dozen of the strange symbols. The letters A through G had been simple enough. He used them for music all the time, but the other 19? Absolute nightmare! Link wanted to give up. But he’d memorized them, he’d memorized to many dungeon puzzles to not have gotten in done within a day.

But then came the greatest challenge yet, turning them into words. He’d gotten the first word on the sign fairly easily, but the second was giving him grief.”

“Fffo—lll—k”

“You’re so close!!!”

Navi cheered as she hovered just over the sign, her blue feet swinging as she buzzed her wings nervously.

“The L is silent though. Come on try again!”

“Fo…llk?”

Link tried again not quite understanding what she meant. How could an L be silent? Navi had assigned all the letters sounds just like in music, and there wasn’t a rest sign in the middle of the word?! So how could a symbol meant for sound be silent?

“Silent Link! It’s SILENT.”

Navi said with a huff alighting to the top of the sign and pointing at the L as if Link couldn’t see it. With a snarl Link jumped to his feet and stalked away. Din’s bejeweled toes! He’d told her he didn’t want to do this at all, screw getting scammed by the merchants he could get more rupee’s later! It didn’t matter!

************2 months later***************

Link focused on the book in his hands, his eyes blurry as he tried for the hundredth time to make the words on the page make sense while Navi hovered over his shoulder.

He knew the importance of this now after almost losing Navi to a fairy sickness and not being able to read a shops inventory to get the right ingredients for her medicine. He’d had to get Malon’s help and the extra hour it had taken to bring the girl from the farm to the shop had nearly cost Navi her life.

That didn’t make this any easier though, and three hours in he could feel the frustration and fear that he was to dumb to ever get this right setting in.

“Naviiii—”

He wailed.

The blue fairy patiently placed her small hands on either side of the word they were working on in the history she had found for him, isolating the word from the others in a way she knew helped him focus.

“Come on Link you’ve got this, just one letter at a time..”

Link tried for a moment

“G—Gov—”

The headache behind his eyes flared and he shook his head

“Navi please—”

The fairy was unmerciful,

“No, no, you got it—”

Then Navi said the dreaded words she’d been saying the whole time

“—just sound it out”

Link burst into tears for real this time with a cry of

“Noooooo—”

He knew he sounded spoiled, and that if he was smart and brave and if he really loved Navi he would have already figured this out, but he was just so tired, and his eyes hurt and his head hurt so bad.

He hung his head setting the book down gently and shoving it away to avoid damaging it with his tears as he began to scrub at his eyes and nose with the back of his hand

“N-Navi!!! It’s to hard!!! I’m j-just to dumb to l-learn and y-your gonna g-get sick again, and it’s g-gonna b-be all m-my f-f-fault!”

There was a flash of blue and suddenly Navi’s hands were on either side of his face as she peered straight into his eyes with a stern expression on her round features

“Link DekuSon Hyrule! Don’t you ever talk about yourself that way! You are not dumb! You are a very very bright boy, and just because the world has done its best to try and give you challenges left and right doesn’t mean you are not smart! And if I did die, It. Would. Not. Be. Your. Fault. Do. You. Understand. Me.”

Link sniffled at her pitifully too tired to argue, but too stubborn to agree. Navi sighed and hovered upward pressing her forehead against his and hugging the top of his head.

“Oh Link baby. It’s going to be ok I promise. Let’s go sleep for today ok?”

*****one year and one unfortunate sleep after drawing a sword later*****

Link stared down at the pile of scribbled on papers staring at the miserable attempted scrawl of his own name. He had just learned how to do it before this whole debacle and now his hands couldn’t even remember how to hold a sword properly much less try and write.

This bigger body was so clumsy, and he needed to get his skills back fast or he would end up dead, Navis solution was to practice fine motor skills with pen and paper and basic sword drills until he could regain his former skill in movement and fine control.

It wasn’t going….well.

Naive spoke up at his shoulder her voice shaking as she tried to chime positively

“You’re…definitely improving!”

She said with false cheer

Link look at her through his bangs his head held up with one hand as he eyed her skeptically

“You don’t have to lie to me.”

Navi dropped, landing on the desk her wings limp behind her as she stared at the messy ink splotches, entire pages of mismatched letters and the latest barely legible attempts at his name written in a truly despicable scrawl.

“M-maybe the princess can tutor you?”

Her voice was unsure and Link sighed laying his head atop the desk, feeling defeated

“I don’t know Navi maybe we should just try again tomorrow and practice my reading yeah? I’m still not…really…good at that either.”

Navi sighed and landed on his shoulder hanging onto the loop earring he’d gotten pierced into it for her to hold onto. She spoke after a moment her voice soft-

“Yeah, that’s a good idea, let’s go to bed for now though, you need the rest.”

Link wanted to protest but a look outside the window had him sighing and acquiescing with only a few token grumbles.

*****a few years and several time line shenanigans later*****

Mask contemplated Tune as the older boy stared blankly at the piece of paper with his orders on it, and sighed. He wasn’t sure he liked the older boy yet, but this was just sad.

With a huff he marched up to the older boy and crossed his arms

“I take it you don’t read this eras hylian.”

He phrased it as a question but said it like a statement, Tune darted his eyes toward Mask licking his lips nervously.

“I uh, I mean, well, is it that obvious?”

Mask rolled his eyes the boy had only been here two days, of course he didn’t know this times version of hylian. It had been infuriating having to learn to read all over again the first time he’d gotten here and he’d thrown a major tantrum about it, because mentally 17 or not, he felt that a tantrum over having to re-live one of the most annoying experiences of your life warranted being a TAD upset.

“Yes. Now come on I’ll show you the basics until the captains back, then he can teach you the rest.”

It was nice Mask thought,as he began to point out the different symbols and their sounds to Tune, to be the one teaching for once…

*****like 20 years later idk****

Time sat with Lyra on his lap her strawberry blonde hair tickling his chin as she impatiently sounded out every letter on the page. The five year old was not a huge fan of reading lessons most days but she loved sitting with daddy so Time could usually get her to stay for at least 30 minutes as long as he promised snuggles and story time after.

As Lyra sounded out the word

“G-o-Vern-ment.”

From the battered old copy of Baby’s First Hyrule Historia he couldn’t help, but smile sadly at the sight of two blue faded handprints on either side of the word, it was nice he thought, to be able to teach his daughter what Navi had taught him all those years ago…

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Fan Joy July# 7 @kikker-oma @starlight-eclipsed

This is for one of my favorite series in the LU fandom. It’s a post LU where Legend is feeling lost and has somehow gotten younger again. The goddesses send him through time to see his brothers in the past creating a timeline split. He later does talk to his original brothers, and technically his current group kinda figures things out….except not really cause they think Legend is his predecessor and died. They also don’t know about the other timeline lol

I did art for this series ages ago, but it has since had an update and a new design for Legend who is now going by Legato so of course I had to do a character sheet and one of the fight scenes for said new installment. I don’t think it’s quite as good as the last art piece I did for this series but dangit I tried ok.

Please read part one of the series to understand what the frick is going on but here’s the link to the installment this particular piece is from:

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

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FanJoyJuly2026# 6 @kikker-oma @SilverneNonsense on ao3 I liked the sketch for this one so I included it with the final.

This is a Four and Legend centric fic regarding family and soulmates, and Four panicking cause his soul mark that he doesn’t remember giving Legend is wrapped around the older boys throat….dun, dun, dun!!!!

This fic is so good and we are left wondering for a bit if they will figure things out, but it genuinely is such a great fic

Link below:

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

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FanJoyJuly2026# 5 @kikker-oma @azureaeraki

There are so few Time meets the Chain fics and frankly it’s a travesty, this fic is so utterly incredible and it is a hundred percent one of my newest favorites. Anyways here it is:

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

[thefloweraster]

Drawing my favorite cursed ghost

[cyber-geist]

Really really liked this art piece by @thefloweraster then I got inspired, so have a one shot, I have so many ideas about this au, but here’s a fragment for now

The echoing tunnels were eerie even before they heard the humming. Lloyd clenched his jaw and looked at the others when the eerie sound of a waltz began to bounce off the stone walls.

The humming sounded like the other Morro. The one who’d appeared from another realm and snatched his cousin before any of them could react. The man had said something about making sure that destiny screwed over every version of him since it wasn’t fair for only him to suffer the consequences of fate.

They’d fought him off initially their Morro taking control of the wind when the ghostly apparition of his counterpart tried to use it against them. Ghost Morro—Gorro as they had taken to calling the abomination had backed off.

Disappeared completely in fact.

So, they’d thought that was the end of it. But, later, in the dead of night there had been a resounding crash, they’d run as fast as they could, but by the time they’d arrived Gorro had already slung an unconscious Morro over his shoulder. A twisted smile on his face as he launched into the sky and toward the First Masters tomb.

They chased after of course and now here they were here, following the ominous humming.

Lloyd signaled for Cole and Kai to take the right branch and circle along path around. Then he motioned for Jay and Nya to take the left, he and Zane would take this main one all the way up.

The humming was coming from an alcove from up ahead, and luckily they’d explored this area before, so they could surround the guy hopefully preventing Gorro from just flying off with Morro again.

The humming was growing louder as they approached and the echoing down the various tunnels made it bounce like a whole choir of ghosts was singing instead of just one. About twenty feet from the alcove Llyod smelled it. The coppery smell of blood. Human blood.

He jolted to a halt Zane pausing beside him, concerned. Lloyd spoke up softly, doing all he could to keep his voice from shaking.

“I smell blood. You have your med kit?”

Zane’s eyes narrowed as he glowered down the hall but he nodded tapping his chest where he usually kept the team’s emergency medical supplies.

Taking a deep breath through his mouth, Lloyd began walking again speeding up slightly so that they could hopefully arrive with the others, they all burst into the alcove as one, only to come to a horrified halt at the sight before them.

Gorro was dancing a waltz with Morro. The older boy limp in his arms blood streaked across the back of his gi, then before they could recover from the shock, Gorro spun dipping Morro back, one hand at his waist, the other holding Morro’s limp wrist.

Morro’s head tipped back with an unsettling jerk and his dull jade gaze met Lloyd’s own.

Lloyd was going to be sick, he staggered back a step taking it all in, in a split second.

Morro’s hair was streaked with blood from some place on his scalp beneath his hair, and there was blood trailing from somewhere on his chest and up his neck in a steady drip. Un-shed tears gleamed in his his cousins dull, empty, dead eyes.

Dead. Because Lloyd could smell it now the stench of a fresh kill. Gorro was whirling again, Morro’s corpse a puppet in his arms as he spun around the room. There was cry from Kai and then they were all lunging into the room, vengstone blades held aloft. Gorro only laughed and floated into the air, his arms scooping up Morro’s body in a princess carry with a shocking amount of care.

He floated above them his eyes blazing in the darkness of the tunnels a hand buried in Morro’s hair as he pressed the boys head into his shoulder, his other arm easily cradling the rest of the corpses still form.

He glared down at them before something in his face shifted ever so slightly.

“So it wasn’t all just talk then, you lot really did care for this useless scrap of child.”

Lloyd let out a scream of pure rage his heart a burning ember in his chest as he launched himself upward with a blast of air-jitsu. Gorro merely dodged his grip never wavering on Lloyd’s cousin.

Gorro continued to dodge them with ease as they all launched into the air, eventually after an hour they ran out of stamina and rage and a cold defeated grief settled on the room. Gorro contemplated them from above as they glared up at him, his face a blank mask. Eventually Lloyd got enough air back to speak.

“Give him back. You won you-you—just give him back. Please.”

A part of him shriveled to be begging like this with his cousins killer, but a bigger part of him didn’t care, he just needed Morro back.

Gorro considered him head tilted before sighing and lifting up Morro’s face to his own, staring directly into Morro’s dead gaze.

“What did you do to make them love you hmmm? And it would seem that despite my efforts your fate really is different than mine. Otherwise you would have been back already.”

Predictably Morro’s corpse didn’t answer. Gorro sighed, and lowered himself to the ground walking across the dirt floor with steady footsteps but leaving no footprints.

He gently lowered Morro into Lloyd’s arms and before Lloyd could stop him he reached out closing Morro’s eyes with a gently hand. Gorro stood, studying Lloyd and the others, then finally looking back at Morro one last time. Before he vanished in a flash of light.

The others scrambled across the room to Lloyd, surrounding Morro’s limp form. Zane was scanning his vitals. Jay was getting ready to jump his heart, but Lloyd just stared down at the body that used to be Morro.

One of the sideffects of the element of life is that he could tell when it had left, and Morro? Morro was gone.

[cyber-geist]

Fan Joy July Day #4 (Would you look at that two digital pieces and two mini fics in a row, prepping for this FanJoyJuly was totally worth the extra chaos) @kikker-oma @luckylectio

*deep breath* I’ve been working on this since April concept wise and I need you to all know I am UNWELL about this fic. I adore Dark Link, always have, but goodness LuckyLectio has a talent for making me even more obsessed.

Now I love all the Dark Link LU fics Lucky writes, again brilliant writing, but the fic Finding Friends in the Dark has me in a literal chokehold to the point where every now and then my brain has a mini seizure and I can think of legit nothing else for several hours.

It’s a chain meets a very hurt and tired Dark Link fic and boy do I love it!

So here is the front cover I have been conceptualizing for ages, and decided to post for FanJoyJuly2026! Fic linked below:

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

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FanJoyJuly 2026 Day #3 @kikker-oma @moonlitgreatsword

This piece is for mirrahknights on ao3 and moonlitgreatsword here on tumblr for the fic A Hero in Scales.

This is a chain meets Mer Legend first fic.

This is one of the most unique designs of Mer Legend I’ve ever read, where his clothes are what makes his color patterns. Stuff like red and green on his spines and on his tail like his tunic; pink AND blue in his hair like his hat; and if I had more time I’d show you the cool ring, embroidery, and jewelry patterns that the author said were created on his skin in scales, all in pretty golds.

Like yall don’t understand I am unwell and want to do a full character sheet (I technically did it but as like a sketch, so none of those pretty pretty colors I’m obsessed with).

Anyways, link to the fic:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/67565931/chapters/174630131#main

[ononosss]

I'm replaying Minish Cap rn, so I decided to redraw this thing I completely forgor the context behind it...........well, you can imagine for yourself what's happening in this art :D 2026/2022

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FanJoyJuly2026 #2: A Fathers Concern

Really loved the art made by ononosss here on Tumblr, so I did a fun little one shot about how this scenario could have happened. I have a whole au Idea for this, but uh one shot for FanJoyJuly for now :)

@ononosss @kikker-oma

Shadow’s day had started off boring, there was only so much to do in this in-between time with Vaati after all. Don't get him wrong, he was grateful to the mage who'd brought him back, and who'd forced Vaati to be his guardian, being dead sucked after all, but Shadow missed being able to go out and cause havoc.

He missed his autonomy, like sure he didn't know a lot about living, or being a kid, but Vaati hadn't really cared about it before. The man definitely did now though, insisting that Shadow was too young to go off on his own. Which frankly was a bunch of chu-chu slop, where was this care when he was actively setting off explosions and planning war tactics!?

This new caring, dare he say parental, side of Vaati annoyed him more than the man’s derision had when they knew each other before. Plus…While, Shadow didn’t want to admit it, he really missed home, and well...he really missed Link.

The other boy had been worth dying for, and frankly Shadow missed Vio most of all. His brother in all but blood, the real reason Shadow had decided dying was worth it. Like he knew logically Vio and Link were the same person, but he still liked Vio better, even if it was weird to miss the same person twice over.

His thoughts were interrupted by the sound of Vaati's voice carrying angrily from his study. Shadow tilted his head, ears perking as he listened. The voice came again along with…faint squeaking?

Curiosity peaked, Shadow skulked down the hallway and peered around the edge of the doorway. At first he wasn't sure what exactly it was he was seeing, Vaati looked to be alone after all, but then he caught sight of a small figure in the palm of Vaati's lavender hand.

Shadow split himself into two, and flashed across the room in a puddle of shadow, determined to get a better look. He arrived at Vaati's side/He arrived behind Vaati and Shadow/Shadowslooked up at Vaati as the taller man stared down disdainfully at the small old man in the palm of his hand. In an attempt to get a better look he tugged on the purple mage’s cloak, standing on tip toes. He pouted when Vaati just huffed and stopped mid sentence, ignoring him entirely as he glared at the figure in his palm.

Half of him yanked harder on Vaati’s cloak doing his best to distract him while his other half went to the other side looking around Vaati’s arm and finally getting a good look at the little old man’s face. It was Enzlo the old Minnish that had helped his Link on his first adventure.

Which meant-- the half of Shadow tangled in Vaati’s cloak climbed rapidly up Vaati's leg much to the mages protestation, and shoved his face towards the Minnish.

The other half of him scrabbled up Vaati’s cloak shortly after so he could see over the mages shoulder. The two halves of him spoke all at once in a jumble of sound-

"Enzlo! Is Vio here!? Are the others here?! Can I see them!? Please?! Wha-hey! Vaati!"

His last cry was indignant as Vaati grabbed him with one hand, and shook him into one form instead of two with a quick muttered spell. The mage just ignored him and set him down on the ground.

Shadow shook his head slightly disoriented from unexpectedly gaining the two points of view his duplicate had given him, before pouting up at the purple haired man.

"Didn't you say you were going to try and be better after that whole war business in that other timeline! That's why the Minnish haven't been pranking you! Its why I'm even with you. IT was the deal! Now let me ask Enzlo about Link! I gotta see him and maybe the others if I can convince him to split!"

Vaati scowled down at Shadow opening his mouth to retort, but a soft chuckle interrupted the purple mage, the sound coming from the old Minnish.

"Hello little one its been a while since I last heard about you."

Shadow turned his scowl away from Vaati and beamed up at Enzlo, bouncing impatiently. Maybe he was acting a bit childish for his age, but sue him it's not like there were a lot of other people around to judge him for it.

"Hey Enzlo! Been a while since I heard about you too! Now what about my question! Is Link here!?"

Vaati finally seemed to catch his bearings and spoke up his tone harsh and cold.

"Enough child, we have talked about this you are my responsibility and its up to me when you get to leave and interact with others."

Shadow whirled about and snarled at the mage his form boiling beneath his skin, ready to explode, only to be forced back down by the charm around his throat, the one that was a dark mirror shard. The one that kept him alive, but also bound him to Vaati and the mage's will. Shadow huffed and decided to shout instead.

"You can't keep me here forever and we both know it."

Vaati merely raised an eyebrow his dark eyes chilly as he looked down his nose at Shadow.

"I most certainly can. Now why don't you go a--"

"Vaati."

The single word was stern, and Vaati whipped his head toward the forgotten Minnish elder in his palm.

"You were told to raise him, not trap him as you well know. As for you Shadow--"

Enzlo walked to the edge of Vaati's fingertips, a soft expression on his stern features.

"You will get to see your Link again, in fact that's why I'm here. Your brother is on an adventure with several other Link's right now, and they are fighting a being of dark magic.

They need a way to track it better, and Link asked me to see what I could do last time he was in his era. I of course remembered the deal the Time Mage made with your guardian, and I thought of you."

“Vaati is still not allowed to leave, and as such he is reluctant to let you leave, but the council has spoken.”

Then the mage hesitated an uncomfortable looking crossing his feature before he continued

“—You won't be able to be fully corporal as a way of keeping you contained, since certain members of the council regard you with….caution.”

Distaste or outright hatred was probably a more accurate word for how that group of oldies felt about Shadow, but he could respect Enzlo for trying to soften the blow. The elderly minnish continued his soft voice interrupting Shadows train of thought.

“—but for your safety we will be enchanting you to return to being attached to Link's shadow once he returns to his era next. Hopefully this will keep you two close and you out of any severe danger should you get hurt. That is if you accept the task?"

Shadow considered the offer, glancing at Vaati as he did so. He had wondered why the mage was so grumpy, it was rare for Vaati to slip back into master mode these days, and normally he was genuinely very caring for Shadow, but well, this explained the hostile attitude.

Vaati had control issues, and was also a MAJOR dragon parent (helicopter parent), the thought of Shadow heading out without the ability to solidly fight back against anything likely had the man’s heart in convulsions.

There was also the matter of losing his body again, admittedly that little detail made him rather uncomfortable. It reminded him to much of being dead. Heck he still struggled with shadow travel sometimes now, just because of the feeling of unreality, but--

"Yeah, anything to see Link again."

Enzlo smiled and Vaati sighed something concerned in his purple eyes, before they hardened again.

"Fine then, go get ready, I'll finish talking out the details with Enzlo while your gone."

Shadow huffed, but after a moment hesitation, darted forward and wrapped his arms around Vaati's legs.

"I'll be ok, it’s going to be rough, but I promise this is what I want ok. Stop being such a worry keese Old Man. Your my dad, your supposed to be cooler then that”

Then before the mage could react, Shadow was darting out of the study and towards his bedroom. Itwas time to get ready to go see his brother again!

[theecholegend]

A reference/continuation from this post

close ups + no falling snow version under cut

Fun fact: I had a (messy) mini comic planned for this. I had drawn one whole page and started the second but lost all motivation to finish never mind clean it up. And it's been a couple months since I drew all this so I doubt I'm ever going to continue.

Though, as a last minute decision, I will share the unfinished, unpolished, comic pages.

Long story short (Cut really short) Legend ends up falling, kind of on the brink of freezing to death because he refused to tell Twi he wasn't doing ok and "he's been through worse" so clearly he's fine. Not. Twi turns back to a Hylian and starts carrying Legend to some sort of shelter (Maybe a cave he magically found, maybe just some dense tree line) holds the ever fading Legend in his arms and looks up, silently praying to the goddesses that they spare The Veterans life...

And that's it. Not a happy ending. Maybe it's good I never finished...

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FanJoyJuly2026 #1:

@kikker-oma @theecholegend

I really loved the comic Theecholegend did, so here is the first entry of FanJoyJuly2026! A fic based on that comic! Hope you all enjoy :)

The cold was the kind of sharp that bit through the thick fur of Twilight's pelt like keese teeth, needle-like, but more annoying then anything.

The blizzard howls angrily in his sensitive ears, and that paired with the thick noise eating snow, makes it so he is often turning about to check on his much smaller companion just to make sure the other boy is still trudging along behind him.

Twilight did so again now, getting a grumpy huff from the veteran as he made eye contact with Legend's sharp amethyst stare.

"For the thousandth time Twi, I'm fine you don't have to keep checking on me like I'm some sort of pup.

Twilight huffed back, and turned back around shaking another layer of snow from his pelt as he did so. The snow had started at only their ankles, but now it was halfway up their legs and climbing, the snow falling in inches at a time. This meant that while he might be just fine traversing the treacherous terrain in his wolf form, Legend had started to slow and struggle over the last hour or so.

For all that Legend denied it, he wasn't exactly one of the taller members of the chain, and in moments like this it showed. The snow was already nearing his cold, shaking, red-nipped knee-caps, and with every passing moment the thickening snow slowed the Vet down step, by agonizing step.

Twilight had transformed about thirty minutes ago, to try and suggest that they dig a hole in the rapidly rising snow, and build a temporary shelter against one of the sparse trees, or against the craggy mountain side. But, Legend had pointed out that the longer they waited the deeper their shelter would be buried, and the harder it would be to find the others.

Twi had reluctantly agreed to move on when Legend insisted it was better to just keep moving. Still the blizzard had just gotten worse with every passing minute, and Twilight was growing more and more tempted to just dig a hole and tackle Legend into it.

Kid was not dressed for this weather no matter how many magic spells he had that supposedly helped keep him warm. Which, by the way, Twi didn't believe for a second, Legend had switched out his items last time they'd been in his era, and distinctly he remembered absolutely no cold resistant pieces being added to Legend's collection of bits and bobs.

He also knew for a fact that the Vet's magic was running low after their last fight right before they had been portal napped, separated from the rest of the chain, and dropped in this stupid blizzard. So any actual spells the vet might have been able to cast, weren't exactly an option at the moment.

He huffed once more to himself and glanced back again, just to meet the same baleful purple gaze. Fine. Another hour he decided. Just one more, then if they hadn't found the others he was going to tackle Legend and be done with it.

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The next hour made the wind strong enough that Twi had to hunch low over his forelegs, this meant that he unfortunately couldn't turn and check on the vet as often as he wanted. Which proved to be a grave mistake. Thirty minutes since he last checked he thought he heard a low thump, but when nothing immediately appeared in his vision ahead of him he trudged forward once more after a brief hesitation, for about five more feet, before he realized that the sound had come from behind him.

Turning with great difficulty against the thrashing wind, he found that he could no longer see Legend in the whirling white, he couldn't even see a foot away from his snout. A low panic began to rise in chest, and he lifted his head to sniff the air.

Nothing but the cold of the winter wind met his snout and, after a long moment he let out a howl long and loud hoping to call out to Legend. The winds shrieking was his only response. Twi began to retrace his rapidly fading paw prints, the panic in his chest now rising to a dull roar.

Soon his paw prints had vanished entirely and he found himself standing only three feet from his last location, with no Legend in sight. He howled again, more frantic now, a high pitched cry of worry. Then he sat and waited, for a moment he despaired thinking he truly had lost his brother to the howling storm, but then a faint sound reached his ears. It was quiet and weak, but a faint call of--

"Twi?"

Reached his ears.

Bounding frantically in the direction of the sound Twi howled again, a searching call. He paused again listening.

It came again, even softer this time, despite the sound being closer.

"Tw-Twi?"

He charged toward the sound, and very nearly ran over a dark lump in the cold white expanse, just barely skidding to a halt in a spray of snow, and narrowly avoiding running the Vet right over.

Legend was face down shoulders limp, rapidly fading drag marks behind him, that told a story of collapse, and then stubbornness as the vet had crawled forward anyway, only to finally succumb to exhaustion a few feet away from the original fall.

Twi transformed in a blur of black diamonds, and fell to his knees beside the smaller boy, praying with all his heart, that Legend was still breathing. He quickly pulled the younger boy close, hissing at the burn of cold that seized his skin when he touched Legend. Legend was beyond freezing. He was so cold and stiff he may as well have been ice itself. Twilight yanked a glove off and pressed a shaking hand to Legend far to pale throat.

For a long moment he felt nothing, a cold that had nothing to do with the blizzard spreading inside him, then he felt it, a slow, sluggish, THUMP. Another long moment then THUMP. Twi heaved a broken sigh of relief, at the feeling of Legend's shaky heartbeat beneath his fingers. Legend was fading quickly, but he was still alive which meant he could still save him.

Twilight, darted toward where he last saw the mountain side, the wind finally giving them a brief reprieve once the mountain got in the way. The Twi bit his lip and considered the limp boy in his arms. Even with just a few minutes in his hylian form, he could tell that the cold was rapidly going to become too much, but Legend was far too wet right now to even consider stopping moving.

Wet. He had to take care of that first. Mentally apologizing to his brother, he quickly erected his tent haphazardly, and dragged them both inside. Quickly, he changed Legend into a set of his own clothes from his bag, wrapping the boy in as many layers of fabric and fur as he could after drying him off with a spare tunic. Legend still looked far to cold for his taste, but at least now the wet couldn't make it worse. Biting his lip he considered the blue tint to Legends nose, lips, eyelids, fingers, and toes.

Making up his mind, he quickly released one of their few fairies offering her the bottle and sugar water once she'd finished her magic over his brother when she hesitated at the door of the tent and the swirling storm beyond. She hesitated then settled back in the bottle with a reluctant chime, and he tucked her away again, before considering her work.

The blue tint had faded away to an angry red, and his breathing was coming easier, but he still wasn't shivering, which Twi knew for a fact was a bad sign. His earlier thought came again. They couldn't afford to stop moving. He didn't have nearly enough warm items to keep Legend and himself from freezing, and he knew from Yeta and Yeto, that moving was the only real way to keep the blood pumping and warm in this kind of cold.

But Legend was in no condition to move on his own. Twilight bit his lip again, considering the dilemma. Finally he got an idea, a desperate one, but an idea non-the-less. Wrapping Legend up tight with the boys fire rod inside the blankets to hopefully slowly warm him up, he tucked one of Wild's breathable desert scarfs over Legends face, removed his own wolf pelt and pulled out his dads tunic.

Twi folded Legend's knees and tucked him into the gaping opening this fathers much to large tunic left against this chest, and then used one of the many scarfs Legend had gotten from Ravio around him like a baby sling. He layered the scarfs until he was sure Legend was secure, and then added a belt over the whole thing just in case.

After wrapping his wolfs pelt back over his shoulder and layering a few of his gloves, Twilight considered the lump on his chest cautiously. Legends face was just visible beneath the gauzy desert scarf hopefully enough to breathe, and Twi could feel how difficult it was going to be to move like this.

Glancing once more into the swirl of white, Twi wrapped one of his own scarfs around his face, ears and head, leaving only just enough room to see out of. Then he stepped back into the cold, the wind hit even despite the mountain, and Twi staggered very nearly toppling both of them into the snow. Clumsily packing up the tent was a challenge as encumbered as he was, but then at last all that was left was to continue. Staring out into the wall of white, Twilight squared his shoulders wrapped one arm around his brother to help support him, and to give Twilight better balance, and with one last shaky breath trudged into the blizzard.

As he made his way into the endless storm he could only hope, that either the storm stopped long enough for them to make camp, or that he found the others...before it was too late...

[cyber-geist]

Reading a fic my friend sent me for a crossover and fandom I haven’t read before, but a show I watched as a kid.

This is from “A Reflection” by Wolfal_E_Hinsley on ao3 and here on tumblr @wolfal-e-hinsley

It’s a Young Justice and Ben Ten crossover and I’m obsessed currently on chapter 98 and mourning the conversation from a few chapters ago so I did a similar conversation but with them walking together.

I love the twins so much! Albedo and Ben are such cute brothers and I cannot handle how much it makes me miss my siblings 😭 guys I’m at college I don’t have time to do visit it’s mid semester yall. But uh yea. ✨Fanart✨

[cyber-geist]

Hello :)

Your post is at the top of the Ao3 tag right now!! :00

Sick thanks for the compliment I suppose :)

[cyber-geist]

https://archiveofourown.org/works/80218251/chapters/220754131#main

In which we meet a scary horse, Wind had the brain cell, and the Chain hears a story

@jazzmage28

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I don’t do realism or semi realism often but it is rather fun admittedly. Have a cleaned up contour sketch study that I did of a bust

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Re-reading the Grass is Always Greener series. Behold! My take on Skyler’s and Pixals wedding guest dresses! I’m gonna draw the Lloyd’s armor tuxes next, but tada!!!! Guys I swear I forget this series and this fandom exists for a few months and then it comes and hits me over the head with a frying pan when I least expect it. Anyways hope u all like

PS

Check out the fic and the original character art for the fic by @sunnylighter

[cyber-geist]

@moonlitgreatsword Have some Mer Legend from your fic cause my brain wouldn’t shut up. I will be doing a color map, with the reds, golds, and blues of your described design but for now, sketch’s

[cyber-geist]

Item: Your First Video Game Rarity: ⏶ Common

What was your first video game?

Feed your dashboard by answering my question, blogger.

Uhhhhhh idk for sure, ironically despite my posts I don’t actually play a lot of video games. My friends are always trying to get me into it tho.

I honestly think it may have been Ocarina of Time. There was a guy who had some sort of video game screen (DS I think?) that let me play a handful of times when I was waiting at carpool when I was a lot younger.

I’ve have now played Minecraft, Mario Kart, Hollow Knight, and Smash Bros (I am bad at all four).

A little Among Us and my two friends are introducing me to Beat Saber and reintroducing me to Breath of the Wild which my kids that I nannied would play with me, purely cause they thought it was funny I’d die every thirty seconds 😭.

That’s how I played most of my games actually is people convinced they could teach me, tried, failed, and then just decided to laugh it off (or cry) I’m really bad guys. Like so bad, but I do have one friend who I think has at least got me up to moderate skill in BOTW.

[snake-with-scallions]

girl, be so for real rn, you defeated the thunder blight on your first try, no amount of coaching from me would have let you do that if you were really *that* bad at the game. I'd say you've graduated from moderate skill to, at the very least, fairly decent XD XP

[cyber-geist]

Really 🥹

[cyber-geist]

Item: Your ID Rarity: ⏶ Common

Do you have a username you always use in games?

Feed your dashboard by answering my question, blogger.

CyberGeist, and Xelpatri. I’m basic and I don’t change.