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@pyrebriight-a
OK! I have Thread Tracker set up for both Ocarina and Wild Zelda! I haven’t forgotten about you, my dudes <3
Want to do the programming for Wild Zelda’s blog first, then start getting things up and running. Plus, I’m still... in a little bit of a funk. But it’ll be soon! I promise!
Commissioned piece for @pyrebriight and their D&D character !! Thank you for commissioning me!
Patreon ❀ Youtube ❀ Commissions ❀ Ko-Fi ❀ Redbubble
Definitely going to archive and start a fresh blog... please let me know which threads you’d like to keep! I’m happy to take a few with me
I may archive and start over. I dunno.
I just... don’t feel good about anything, and making a fresh start and reorganizing my headcanons and stuff might be nice.
Gotta step away for a bit; I feel like straight-up garbage and that’s not a great writing mood.
Hopefully it won’t last too long.
Make your muse!
Tagging: Anyone who feels it
Make your muse
Tagged by: Stole it from @yuureibanaa
Tagging: STEAL IT IN RETURN
On anon, send things you think will make my muse smile.
Make them so happy, they cry tears of joy.
——— 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐄𝐓 !
▌𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋 𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄 : Zelda Agrona Felicita Hyrule ▌𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐋𝐄 𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐍 : Single ▌𝐀𝐁𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐑 𝐏𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐒 : Highly skilled with Light Magic, stealth and freerunning traverse, martial arts, wilderness survival, healercraft ▌𝐄𝐘𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐑 : Blue ▌𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐑 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐑 : Strawberry Blonde ▌𝐅𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐘 𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑𝐒 : Cecilia Arina Westerberg (mother, deceased), Daltan Caelestinus Hyrule (father, deceased) ▌𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐒 : Diabhal ▌𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 : Cold water! She won’t take a cold bath. It’s the only luxury she’s a baby about ▌𝐇𝐎𝐁𝐁𝐈𝐄𝐒 / 𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐒 : Reading, woodcarving, enchantment of items, brewing potions and salves, playing with Diabhal ▌𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐔𝐑𝐓 𝐀𝐍𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄 : Yes ▌𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐍𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄 : ...yes ▌𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌 : Secretary bird ▌𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐇𝐀𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐒 : Recklessness, leaping before she looks, overprotectiveness ▌𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐃𝐄𝐋𝐒 : Impa ▌𝐒𝐄𝐗𝐔𝐀𝐋 𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 : Biromantic Asexual ▌𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 𝐎𝐍 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐆𝐄 / 𝐊𝐈𝐃𝐒 : No thanks ▌𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐒 : Losing more people she loves, ice, tusked creatures ▌𝐒𝐓𝐘𝐋𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐒 : Sturdy clothing that covers her scars up ▌𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 : Impa ▌𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐀𝐂𝐇 𝐓𝐎 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏𝐒 : Cautiously, ▌𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 𝐎𝐍 𝐏𝐈𝐄 : YEAH, please. She likes cherries and peaches and apricots, put them in there for her, please ▌𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐊 : Usucha ▌𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐀𝐓 : Kakariko Village ▌𝐒𝐖𝐈𝐌 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐂𝐄𝐀𝐍 : Lake Hylia ▌𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐓𝐘𝐏𝐄 : Uhhhhh... she seems to lean toward women ▌𝐂𝐀𝐌𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐑 𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐎𝐑𝐒 : Indoors
This was a hit on twitter, so: My cat. Enjoy her.
A real quick doodle I did of Hylia! It’s partly to keep myself in practice during my break, and partly to take a whack at her appearance in my headcanon. She has wings, but I didn’t draw them here to keep it simple!
I used the cave paintings of her from SS as a point of reference for her look and while I might tweak her some when I draw her full-body, I’m honestly pretty happy with the result here! <:
Also, a quick snippet of headcanon about her tattoos! Hylia’s markings are entirely natural and weren’t drawn or tattooed on. I’d like to think that the origin of the Sheikah’s distinct tattoos is in reference to Hylia, a way the clan show their devotion to her. uwu
That’s all I’m gonna write for now because I’m sleepy but, I hope ya’ll enjoy! <:
oftimeandtwilight:
That was a hard question to answer. The melting of Zora’s domain had resulted in an area that was inhospitable to the Zoras. They had been forcefully relocated to Lake Hylia as the domain tried to settle after Ganondorf’s Darkness had infected it.
The water was still too cold, chilling any zora to bone within minutes, and monsters still filled every corner of the cavern they once called home.
Lake Hylia was open, however. A place they could survive in, but there wasn’t the same level of protection. They were more vulnerable to attacks, both by monsters and by opportunistic hylians who were under the misguided belief that there were… properties in zora meat.
“The worst of the wounded have been seen to and there are other healers that can see to the rest.” Ruto’s tone was stern, brokering no room for argument from the other woman. Maybe there was no longer a kingdom for her to be the princess off, but those same skills translated well to any type of leadership position. “And a healer that won’t accept help from another isn’t going to be much help to anyone.”
Oh, she knew that tone of voice. There would be no arguing with the Zora Princess on this point.
Laughing breathily and raising her hands, she released her hold on the pad of bandaging, closing her eyes and resting her head against the fence's slats.
"All right. All right, you make a good point. Go ahead, I'm... at your mercy."
She was tired; even without the wound sapping her strength, she'd been traveling for some time before leaping into the fray. It would admittedly be nice to rest for a while.
"Are you... all right? Not hurt?"
luxaeterna:
Julia let out a tense sigh, “Yes, my full name is… Julia Grace. I’m the youngest out of the prestigious Grace family,” She whispered. It’d be a problem if someone was listening to loudly, but the crowds in the coffee shop had mostly died down, “So, I’m… more well off than most, you could say.”
Her gaze darted down to the now half empty coffee-cup. This is why she didn’t want Zelda to know her family. It was hard to always live in their shadow– to be expected for great things and then become an utter failure.
“Yeah, she’s always fiddling with one thing or another. I remember the time she blew our power out for a weak because she was trying to get some type of engine running. It all mostly goes over my head,” Julia murmured/
How could she ever compete with her sisters? They were great masters of their field as well as successful oracles. Julia… was neither of those things.
“Lana is great and successful, and she’s friendly. I don’t think you’ll have any issues with her, especially if you show her that bike and those speakers of yours,” Julia said taking another long swig of coffee.
“In any case, after we get some info from Lana, we can meet with your contacts– although, I imagine my sister will want to have dinner with me and stay the night. You’re welcome to say as well– Triforce seemed to like you so it shouldn’t be an issue,” Julia’s voice trailed off. The lingering meeting with her sister still weighed heavy on her mind.
“…I should tell you now that Lana is also a mage like us… my whole family is filled with mages that wield unique types of magic. Lana has an affinity for water and… time. She’s particularly gifted and manipulating time. She might… be able to do something about the blown up monster parts.”
Oh, no. She'd put her foot right in it, again.
Clearing her throat, she nodded, carefully, finishing her cup of coffee and setting it back down on the saucer.
"That'd be helpful. We only have one horn, and I can't really slice it all to pieces. Remove our evidence."
Picking up the pieces again, she laid them side by side on the table, tapping the pinkish one with a careful fingertip.
"And if she can figure out what happened with this one, I can continue working with it."
Playing with the disc, scooting it around the table, she cleared her throat, unable to meet Julia's eye.
"I do want to ask you, though... would my being there make things... awkward? Or, uhh... would it... help to have another person there to make things less tense?"
She had already caused enough trouble for the poor girl. And, much as she wanted to spend more time around her, she also didn't want to upset her further.
"I'll do whatever makes the situation... more manageable."
Kind of considering going back to long-haired Zelda because then it can come dramatically undone during battle and spill out of its braid and add to everything, Thoughts and opinions please
deamaurea:
“I have a what…?” Gingerly she touches the bottom of her eyes and feels the scales and ears and suddenly flinches/ Oh dear! Her form must not be fully recovered yet! She expected as much, but it was still embarrassing to show such a side to a mortal born. Nayru very much tried to hide her inhuman aspects from human kind.
She was elegant, she was graceful, she was an eldritch horror of the void that used to consume in the same way the malice did.
“D…Disregard these! They’ll disappear soon enough!” Nayru stammered out. However at her frantic attempt to try to hide them the finds that had replaced her ears splay out which makes hiding them even more difficult.
“W…well. Din did model sapphire’s after me, so that’s a very valid comparison. I… uh… don’t like showing these to mortalborns though. It’s… Well i have an image to uphold you know?” She gently rubs her delicate hands over the scales and, almost like they had never been, they’d been replaced by smooth, pale skin. She does the same with her ears. It’s almost like she can mold her form like clay.
“Unfortunately, when you take a blight attack that strong, these bodies tend to crumble back to their original forms– which… is a real disaster. Tentacles are… irritating business.”
Tentacles... hmm. She didn’t want to think about that, too hard.
Sloshing back toward the shore and taking a seat in the sand, she let out a little sigh of contentment, giving her ancestor a little smile.
"It's so nice, though. You know the stories that we tell about mermaids and sirens, right? They're all about grace and beauty. And besides, it's just us. I won't tell anyone."
Now that she was not so desperate to reach the spring, she was beginning to realize just how soaked everything was; while she didn't mind, it was... probably best to start drying things off.
As she pulled off her boots and shrugged her tabard and tunic off over her head, laying them out on the sand, she turned toward the entrance to the spring, studying the entrance carefully.
"Should I place some wards? I don't know if anything can reach us here, but..."
It was better to be safe than sorry.
oftimeandtwilight:
@pyrebriight from here
The question had just idly slipped out without him really thinking– or, more importantly, catching it. Things like that were never just asked for fun; they always had a reason behind them, and Zelda was smart enough to quickly pick up on why Shi would mumbled out something to stupid.
The smart thing, now that he had already revealed he clearly didn’t feel good, would have been to just bow his head and quietly submit to her desire to make sure he was okay. It was for the best that his injuries were examined and he was taken care of; allowing it to get worse would only mean she was down an ally moving forward.
Of course, this meant that he instead had to just shake his head and ignore the strange, wavy sensations that rippled through his head and wobbled his vision. Shi grimaced as he pressed one hand against a temple as he fought against the sensation that he was sitting in water… despite being on an unmoving chair.
“I’m fine. It’s old blood. Head wounds…. bleed a lot.”
"I know," she groused, dunking her hands into the basin of water on the shelf behind her workspace and picking up a bar of lye soap to scrub at them viciously, "But it's still something I should look at. It would be bad if it were to fester. Head wounds that do tend to kill people."
Hands cleaned, she gathered her supplies, wetting down a pad of linen with an antiseptic tonic, and beginning to carefully clean the wound.
She hummed softly to herself as the caked-on blood began to peel away, and the wound itself came into view, pressing the pad to it briefly before finishing her work, and reaching for salve and bandages.
"This was done with a blunt instrument, right? What happened?"
What he was doing was dangerous, and every time he came limping back with injuries, her stomach knotted up with guilt and worry. This time was no exception.
Mama Sheikah and Smol apprentice.
Still drawing Impa and young Zelda, before she could transform to change her appearance.
