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well it’s time for me to be a sheep and try to cram down my muses to a handful (since not a lot of them are actually around anymore)
WELCOME! To the work-in-progress mutli-muse blog of Herpsy. Blogs that will be moved on here are:
@pepotour , @chaoticxtrust , @majiinken , @kyovert-a , @hyruliantrash , @smolchxld , @rudechxld , @seulc , a grillby, @arriort , @aoether, @dezaru, @standsclosed and that should be it! If there’s anymore, they will be added to the list I am working on.
the awkward moment when you lose all of one type of your icons and the only icon you have are sans and some stocking ... gggghhh ...
SHEIK && LINK
Sheik was highly influenced by Link, though he himself is perhaps not fully aware of the extent. Originally introduced to war, hatred, brute strength and silent killings, Link, a child who bore an adults skin, softened him. The young boy being clumsy, needing practice, help, instruction, guidance ... he was pulled from a refined, hardened shell, into a more open mindset. Someone who cared for him.
Though Sheik is not aware of the full change, there are specific things one can find if they witness the Sheikah with the Forest Boy...
He laughs, smiles softly, and scoffs at little mistakes instead of harshly scolding them.
He plays small, upbeat music ‘pon the lyre when Link is around to help him through the tough times.
He often becomes more relaxed around Link, more willing to answer questions and provide teachings.
[ forestboylink ]::
How did this happen?
On many occasions, Link had found himself in places that were not quite where he belonged– not quite when he belonged, more specifically, his magic being wild and out of his control. Each time he had managed to return home and so it wasn’t as though the accidental time travel was much of a hindrance, however…
“… This… this is…”
Link found himself recognizing the difference between this Hyrule, and the one he grew up in, and the shock of having returned to the time that never was left him stunned. Hesitant steps were taken forward, Link unable to keep the blatant awe from his face as he observed the land and how it had changed, unable to detect the silent Sheikah following. Watching.
He was made, silent. He was to watch and not be detected, the thief in the night whom no-one would ever suspect. His gaze is hard, the way the young man seemed perplexed with where he was at. Putting on quite the show in such a well-rehearsed fashion, it pulled ‘pon the Sheikah’s heartstrings to feel so suspicious over his character.
Everything about him looked the same. From the blond hair and blue eyes, to the hesitant steps, the tunic, and the way he held himself entirely. Everything told the Sheikah that this man was genuine, and that settled wrong. Because that was impossible.
The princess had sent him back. The princess had made sure this time would never come for one.
Though the princess had lied. She spoke as-if the time itself would disappear ‘pon the conclusion to the Hero’s journey. That all these hardships would no longer be felt for them. However, time did not work so smoothly. It was a river, and if one could navigate it, there were endless possibilities, endless routes, endless days. They, were forever incarnated ‘pon that river.
The sheikah crept along the edge of a tree, red eyes glistening in the evening light, his body sunk low, careful, as he watched. Who was this pretender? Who was this man who would have the Sheikah stay his hand from the feeling of a lump in his throat. He could, after all, not demand the other remove his clothes, but ... oh. Oh how he wished he could.
If only to disillusion himself.
Some Sheik and Zelda redesigns I did for funzies.
one of us, one of us…
sheik’s welcoming sheik into their legion (each version is based on the 6 the games + oot manga sheik has appeared in, but i didnt feel like drawing all of them because a few barely have any differences from each other)
had a pretty terrible day yesterday sO I DECIDED to drop everything and draw the link bias being cute with a cutie. good.
{ ωнαт тнєу ∂ση'т кησω ιѕ уσυя яєαℓ α∂ναηтαﻭє ωнєη уσυ ℓινє ƒσя ѕσмєσηє yᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴩʀᴇᴩᴀʀᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴅɪᴇ }
Some messy warm up sketches for this morning. Sheik is my favorite subject to sketch it seems. I wanna try something totally different tomorrow, something out of my comfort zone.
I’m sorry if I seem HEARTLESS to you; But I promised myself not to show weakness again.
Legend of Zelda: Sheik (Watercolor, Digital Art) Prints are available for sale here: http://society6.com/shikajoy/prints EDIT: Please follow my new art blog here for more arts! http://joy-erskine-art.tumblr.com/
If you’ve ever had that feeling of loneliness, of being an outsider, it never quite leaves you. You can be happy or successful or whatever, but that thing still stays within you
Tim Burton (via gnectics)
wake me up (wake me up inside)
Don’t mistake lack of sadness for ℍappiness
YOOOO SO I JUST STARTED USING MY TABLET AND
