Legend tends to be very diplomatic until he's not
Thinking about how legend has not great self esteem and probably is a little too reckless sometimes cause he doesn’t really care if he gets hurt as much as he should, but he DOES care about Ravio. So like. When he met Ravio and realized his pain also hurt Ravio, he probably started being a lot more careful with himself, for his sake. Like. By the time he meets the chain he’s a self-care pro because he’s not gonna hurt Ravio in any way if he doesn’t have to, and just idk. I’m having Feelings
OOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUGGGGGHHHHH
Haunted by memories, but never alone.
My favourite scene so far! In Retired Assets Ch 5: I Will Not Leave You.
This is my favourite brain child that never got the attention he deserves. Spent hours on this art.
Part something of "LU eating shit they shouldn't."
Flipping the script because Wild is normally the one to eat questionable things and he can only be the voice of reason for so long. Remember: frogs are friends, not food!
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I was wanting to try some different things, and I wanted an excuse to draw the boys in a simple way, so this came out.
I spent a long time trying to make this good, and I still think it didn't work out very well, but that's okay, it's on the list of projects that served as a learning experience!
“I will go fix my issues”,he lied truthfully
Fanfic prompt : Or legend using the harp of ages to go help his past self after his uncle just died
By pretending he is his mom or something… but a very self hating and salty one who traumatizes his past self more than anything else ever did.
"You ever notice how your ‘uncle’ doesn’t look a thing like you? Wonder why he’s been so… generous? That’s because he bought you. Yes, you, little one, came into his life for the very humble price of a single green rupee and a bag of seeds . Feel special? You should. Those were probably stale seeds at that.”
Cue the young boy’s confused, horrified expression.
“Oh, don't worry, he’s been a decent guardian. Way better than if I’d kept you. I wouldn’t have paid for you at all. Would’ve sold you for even less. But hey, be grateful! Fate did you a kindness.”
Legend is living the dream that everyone had shared at some point to terrorize his past self.
As they trek through the wilds,Legend gives his younger self the kind of guidance you'd expect from someone who didn’t take parenting classes but aced "being a jerk" 101 , so basically just Legend as a person. “Alright, you little whiner, stop crying. People are going to think you’re weak. I mean, you already are, but it’d be nice to pretend. You have to learn to just… deal with it.”
Baby self, who’s just learned to talk: “I hate you.”
Legend, without missing a beat, grins darkly: “Yeah, I figured. That’s what makes you so special. You’re already a natural.”
Legend gives many advice ,that he thought he was teaching important lessons with.
Because he is a good mother.
He ruined his child self's life before the little guy even got beaten up by a guard.
Seeing his baby self—this pathetic, sad, scared little creature—is like looking at a version of himself that he desperately wants to erase from his memory. The fact that the baby version is so utterly harmless, so completely incapable of being a threat, makes Legend reach levels of contempt for the world never encountered before What world worth saving would ever consider this—this tiny, weak, helpless thing—a target for execution. His own actions, his whole history, his entire existence as a hero... they pale in comparison to how much he despises the weakness of his own past.
When he eventually encountered one he had to watch the gruesome scene of Legend incinerating one , it was fucking personal , the sheer amount of blood was making him feel… not good to say the least.
He did not want the other to follow him but he was very much baby and pretty sure that he would rather stand behind the one who was brutally beating up people then in front of him.
Legend really tries to be nice … but he is Legend and saltier than the namesake salt itself.
“Oh, you’re hungry? Yeah, well, get used to it. You’ll figure out how to go without food soon enough. It builds character. Or you could cry about it like you always do. See how far that gets you.” He offers a piece of dry bread, throwing it on the ground in front of him, just out of reach.
He is too salty for child rearing, no wonder his baby self is continuously crying behind him , and very much wincing internally when Link flinches from him.
The dark world section was even worse.
Is it still awkward family photos if it's technically only Four??
Yes😉
A gift for dear sweet @luna-loveboop so she can get better! I'm sorry you've been so sick for so long, love🥺❤️
what are they looking at?
I want to try the style of animation.
The actions and lines are both from ↓
I'm curious...
Reblog to make the post go 'round and all that. Maybe explain in the tags or replies why you're using the theme you're using if you want.
And if you're not aware yet, you can change your theme in the Settings>Dashboard section.
also the lesbianverse is still here, I’m just slowly designing the girlies lol I have 6 designs ready so far
im so normal about ur link and zelda
definitely am not kicking my feat and squealing at 10pm
(i love ur art so much and ur zelink is amazing fjaksdljfkdasl;jfkdals;jfkals;jdfkl;sdajfkdls)
eeeeeeeh thank you so much 🥹💖‼️ honestly knowing people like them makes my heart feel so warm, so aaaaaah tysm for your message!
here’s a small drawing of them for you lol she’ll deny being over protective of his unconscious ass later though hehe 🤭🤭
(IDK why the image got mirrored. i can't fix it. enjoy mirrored MC link/four)
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It seemed that stealth wrecked the kid more than any combat ever could. Upgrading the sword with the Water Element brings some color back into his cheeks, but as they re-enter the royal courtyard, the color has drained once again. He rummages through his pack as he steps into the halls,
“What are you looking for?”
“Ocarina.”
“We're inside.”
Link blows into the ocarina before Ezlo can contest, small, chubby fingers extending to play the right notes. The shrill notes echo throughout the hallways and the child shrinks under him, looking up. Ezlo jolts backwards.
He waits, perhaps fooled by the boy's terrified confidence. Zeffa doesn't appear.
“No, um, it's because I'm inside,” Link says. Ezlo's metaphorical stomach sinks. “Let me do it outside.”
He goes outside and plays it again, still looking up at the sky. Again, nothing happens.
The boy pauses. Then he plays it again.
“Link,” Ezlo says. “You know he's not coming, right?"
“I don't wanna do it again,” Link says tremulously. He plays it again.
“Link, you're going to draw people to our location.”
“Ezlo, they're going to - to hurt me.”
“What? He squawks. “You're a child. They're knights. They're bound by honor to protect you.”
Link rubs at his eyes wordlessly, finally looking his age in a much more pathetic way then Ezlo had expected. “Everything so far has.”
“One of them is your father,” Ezlo protests. “That's not how it works, child. The only way they'd hurt you is if they were possessed.”
“You don't know if they are.” Link's voice wobbles.
“Dear Goddess. Whatever.”
Link plays it again. Nothing happens. Link hiccups, and Ezlo groans.
“No, no, no, Zeffa, please!”
“Quiet down!”
Is it still awkward family photos if it's technically only Four??
Yes😉
A gift for dear sweet @luna-loveboop so she can get better! I'm sorry you've been so sick for so long, love🥺❤️