“They found us.”
“Run.”
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“They found us.”
“Run.”
Doodled a dragon boi between my nonstop TOTK binges
A completed sketch commission of @embyrinitalics Dragon!Link ! Such a fun piece for an amazing fic ; thank you again!
If you’d like a sketch commission of your own, please take a look at my info post and then shoot me a message!
Can we get a small sneak peek of one of your ongoing works? It can be anything, it can be as long or short of a snippet as you want, I just need a itty-bitty tiny sneak peek to tide me over while I wait on the edge of my seat for your next release!
1.) YOU ARE A SWEETHEART and 2.) YES YOU MAY
I'm still planning on putting out the final pieces for my 2021 Whumptober sets, if you can believe it. This is from Ghosts, for the Dragon!Link set:
“I’ll see about getting us breakfast,” she said, and he nodded, throat constricting. She disappeared beneath the tent flap, and he laid there and stared through the plain thatched ceiling, trying not to dwell on any part of the last three days as the separation grated. Trying not to remember the agony of the mending, or the way Zelda had fought them all tooth and nail—tears streaming down her face, voice vaulting, red all over her hands and her clothes—when they’d tried to evict them as soon as the bleeding had been stemmed. Trying not to remember the way she’d let her guard down and nestled into his neck that first night, when she thought he’d finally drifted off under the influence of the elixir, and cried herself to sleep. It wasn’t working. He kept drifting to the Mire, to those great bones protruding up out of the ground like a lot of teeth. If those harpoons had struck true instead of maiming him—if Zelda hadn’t bargained for his life—surely there would have been no one to carry him off to join the others. What would’ve happened to him then? Would his bones have become another Mire, ancient and whispering his story for a few hundred years until dragons faded into fairytales? Or would the ocean have eaten him? Carried him off in bits and pieces and dragged him to the seafloor to be cleaned off by crabs and urchins, and then forgotten entirely? He wasn’t sure why that bothered him. After going to such great lengths to hide himself, he thought the image of a world that no longer believed in dragons would’ve been a welcome one. Perhaps it was coming to an end alone, when he had always comforted himself in the knowledge that he would have the others with him in those final moments. Perhaps it was the image of Zelda standing at the shore—day after day, night after night, losing vigor, losing time—watching the ocean wear him down, smoothing sharp edges, carrying off scales and talons and bits of horn, until he was indistinguishable from the reef and covered in corals.
What happened to the epilogue of the Dragon Knight? I know what you gonna say “I don’t do Zelda anymore!”, but I love the Dragon Knight story. As a reader, I enjoyed story wrote.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA I forgot to upload the thing!
THE EPILOGUE over on Ao3
for @embyrinitalics because i just Could Not get enough of that dragon!Link au and i Love drawing dragons. i also love link and i wish he was my dragon husband. i tried to stay faithful to your descriptions of him, i hope you love him as much as i do!! :)
Happy Valentines Mythical Beasts!
A flight animation test of my Dragon Link model that I’ll be using in my upcoming animation.
Dragon Link’s design is based on The Dragon Knight by @sarcastic-sketches.