#herrings rambles

[shadowy-suitcase-herring-neck]

Have some Wind and Time bonding while they contemplate important things. They fill me with whimsy.

[askwrymverse]

What does Nightmare think of his dragon form?

Long story short it's... complicated.

Nightmare looked down at his talons. Willing them to morph and shape back to familiar black phalanges. Of course as expected nothing happened except for the slow pulsing of the glow beneath his scales. Sighing he lowered his talon He looked back into the network of caves where his henchmen where sleeping. He wasn't tired though, never had been since getting turned. One of the few benefits of all this he supposed. though he wasn't always sure it always was a benefit . A cloud covering the moon drifted away leaving silver moonlight to brighten the rock ledge Nightmare sat on. How long exactly had it been since Coming here he wondered. He wondered if Dream or any of the rest of his obnoxiously good team had looked for the gang. He doubted They cared to be honest. Probably off throwing a party or something. Reviling in victory he thought with venom. Dream would have cared. You saw him. heard him The beginning of a memory full of fire and smoke began creeping it's way into Nightmare's mind. He smothered it before it could form though. He didn't need to dwell on such things. It was a good thing no one would be looking for them. Things would be worse if anyone saw the beasts They had become. Beasts with razor like claws, mouths of nothing but jagged teeth and large enough to level buildings. Demons. Monsters. Animals. Beasts. whatever one might call them. It was nothing new. He wondered if they would just be hunted down or kept alive for Monsters and humans to gawk at. The beasts. the Evil things. a Gust of wind ruffled Nightmare's mane bringing him out of his thoughts. he peered up at the endless abyss of stars and planets above. Wanting to escape his brooding mind Nightmare let the moonlight seep into his scales and feeding the deep wild magic that coursed through his blood. He Launched himself upwards, winding higher and higher into the air. Soon it was nothing but him and the endless inky black sea of stars. For a time he fancied himself one of them, a speck of light swimming in the deep void. So far removed from anything below he need not feel a speck of fear. he could stay forever up here, Twisting and turning in an endless dance. Maybe he would... bright rays of light began to cut through the darkness. The sun Rising and chasing away all the dark inky black, hiding the twinkling light of the stars. Making Nightmare stand out in bright contrast to the rapidly brightening sky. Bringing reality sinking back into Nightmare's soul. He did not belong here. He could never belong. Not here. maybe not anywhere. --------------------------------------------

I started this and it kind of just going it's own way :V

[shadowy-suitcase-herring-neck]

Screw it. Mermay isn’t getting here fast enough!

Boom! The Timeless trio have got themselves turned into merfolk. What’s shall they do with this new development?

Actually they might have somehow ended up getting into some poor fisherman’s catch and are eating all the fish. (Dw they paid. Scared the man half to death tho)

Here’s a picture of without the background and some closer looks at each individual lad:

Whatever go my fishpeople

[shadowy-suitcase-herring-neck]

Wind Gets Earrings on a Random Tuesday Afternoon.

dialogue:

Legend: Are you sure-

Wind: YES!! Now hurry up and stab me!

Legend: That is the worst way you could say that.

Wind: I don’t care!

(after)

Wind pov: huh that wasn’t as bad as I Thought.

still hurts tho.

Legend: Want to see?

Glad too see you like them.

still think you should’ve gotten gold tho.

Wind pov: I look just like the Captain!

(when the seagull duo meet up with everyone else.)

Wind: Hey Wars. Guess what I did.

Warriors (man who has been haunted by this phrase)

Wind (knows this)

Legend ( also knows this)

Individual pictures under cut:

[shadowy-suitcase-herring-neck]

Siren Legend Doodles

The tub saga lol

I realized I had accumulated quite a few siren Legend doodles and figured I should share them. Since I’ve only ever shared a drawing of him once before on my blog apparently lol.

link too fic here if you want. the tub shenanigans have yet to appear but hopefully soon… :)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/77214036/chapters/202136476

[shadowy-suitcase-herring-neck]

Mummy Legend will now throw a lethal amount of sand at whoever’s bothering him. Can’t people just stop trying to steal his stuff? :/ he would like his collection of cursed jewelry to stay WITH him. Thank you very much.

I just felt like drawing this guy. It scratches an itch in my brain sometimes. Maybe I’ll color him later maybe not

[shadowy-suitcase-herring-neck]

Tomb’s haunted.

When you (Dawn) send your hero to investigate some weird rumors and he comes back with a guy. Who may or may not be a prince. (They aren’t sure which one and neither is Legend.)

But at least he’s nice? also slight redesign bc it fits the story better like this.

Hyrule continues to collect royalty. First picture is fresh out of the tomb and second comes a little later.

[shadowy-suitcase-herring-neck]

I have had an idea for like a Zombie apocalypse au Warriors and Wind just rotting in my brain so bad- and I need to scream it out into the world bc! I simply must!

Wars is former military and Wind’s the kid that saved his butt from dying of dehydration on top of a burger joint roof. By driving straight through the surrounding hoard of zombies with his red dragon monster truck of doom.

And now the two of them are basically on a bizarre cross country road trip where everything is free and driving laws are a suggestion. (Wind hasn’t crashed on accident yet!)

Wind is somehow doing better than majority of everyone. (Minus losing a foot and trying to find his sister + former survivor group but we don’t talk about that.) And he has a mobile assault truck home! It is unclear what the vehicle originally was and it somehow has been altered to run on electricity and steam power. Don’t ask how. Only Wind knows.

Warriors is not going back to the compound. He refuses. (Also they might kill him if he does) also Wind has a working video game system. And personally Wars thinks Wind might be the only one doing the apocalypse right. (Just don’t think about everyone who died- even if it’s your fault and nothing you can do will bring them back- and you deserved to die on that building-)

the misadventures the two go on involve scavenging food and supplies while collecting useless crap. But like important useless crap. (Yes the fake light sabers ARE a necessity.) Seeing if you can actually fry an egg on a hot sidewalk. Using power tools to make a birthday cake. Lake days. Fishing. Playing the small collection of offline video games they have. Having consistent nightmares and trying to actually sleep through a night. And avoiding, zombies, cannibals, and frankly a majority of survivors.

also living with the trauma of being in a zombie apocalypse. They’re besties now. And will never be separated. Please don’t separate them they’ve lost so many people already just so many

they’ll meet the rest of the chain eventually but like. This is about Wind and Wars specifically for me rn.